So i wake in the morning and i step outside
and a take a deep breath and get real high
and i scream from the top of my lungs "whats going on?"
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I can't get no satisfaction, all I want is easy action, baby
all of this time on my hands
so far has gone
to feeding my animals
so far has gone
to feeding my animals
He's a she cause she's got more bisexual
I wanna fuck a dog in the ass
He wants to fuck a dog in the ass
I wanna fuck a dog, that's right kids
I tried to fuck your mom in the ass, I tried to fuck your dad in the ass could only find the dog, and his ass
He wants to fuck a dog in the ass
I wanna fuck a dog, that's right kids
I tried to fuck your mom in the ass, I tried to fuck your dad in the ass could only find the dog, and his ass
^ Sounds like a nice sweet song 
.
I set my watch to the atomic clock,
I hear the crowd count down till the bomb gets dropped.
I always figured there would be time enough,
I never let it get me down.
But I can't help it now looking for faces in the clouds.
I got some friends I barely see.
But we are all planing to meet,
We'll lay in bags as dead as leaves.
All together for eternity.
.I set my watch to the atomic clock,
I hear the crowd count down till the bomb gets dropped.
I always figured there would be time enough,
I never let it get me down.
But I can't help it now looking for faces in the clouds.
I got some friends I barely see.
But we are all planing to meet,
We'll lay in bags as dead as leaves.
All together for eternity.
Oh you know it!
(dedicated to C.N.)
So I look in your direction
But you pay me no attention, do you?
I know you don't listen to me
'Cos you say you see straight through me, don't you?
and on and on
From the moment I wake, to the moment I sleep
I'll be there by your side, just you try and stop me
I'll be waiting in line, just to see if you can
(...)
So you know how much I need you
But you never even see me, do you?
And is this my final chance of getting you?
and on and on...
(...)
So I look in your direction
But you pay me no attention
And you know how much I need you
But you never even see me...
(Coldplay - Shiver)
So I look in your direction
But you pay me no attention, do you?
I know you don't listen to me
'Cos you say you see straight through me, don't you?
and on and on
From the moment I wake, to the moment I sleep
I'll be there by your side, just you try and stop me
I'll be waiting in line, just to see if you can
(...)
So you know how much I need you
But you never even see me, do you?
And is this my final chance of getting you?
and on and on...
(...)
So I look in your direction
But you pay me no attention
And you know how much I need you
But you never even see me...
(Coldplay - Shiver)
i wanna die because the government lied
I picked you out of a crowd to talk to you
Said I liked your shoes
You said thanks can I follow you?
So it's up the stairs and out of view
No prying eyes I poured some wine
I asked your name you asked the time
Now it's two o'clock
Yeah the club is closed we're up the block
Your hands on me pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth trying to keep the words from coming out
You didn't care to know Who else may have been you before...
I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a girl who's too sad to give a fuck
Hey, where's the kid with the chemicals?
I thought he said he'd meet me here but I'm not sure
I got the money if you got the time
He said it feels good I said I'll give it a try
Then my mind went dark
We both forgot where your car was parked
Let's just take the train
I'll meet up with the band in the morning
Bad actors with bad habits
Some sad singers They just play tragic
And the the phone's ringing And the band's leaving
Let's just keep touching
Let's just keep keep singing
I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
Hey, where's the kid with the chemicals
I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full
I need some meaning I can memorize
The kind I have always seems to slip my mind
But you but you You write such pretty words
But life's no story book
Love is an excuse to get hurt
And to hurt do you like to hurt?
I do I do I do
Then hurt me...
Then hurt me...
Then hurt me...
Said I liked your shoes
You said thanks can I follow you?
So it's up the stairs and out of view
No prying eyes I poured some wine
I asked your name you asked the time
Now it's two o'clock
Yeah the club is closed we're up the block
Your hands on me pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth trying to keep the words from coming out
You didn't care to know Who else may have been you before...
I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a girl who's too sad to give a fuck
Hey, where's the kid with the chemicals?
I thought he said he'd meet me here but I'm not sure
I got the money if you got the time
He said it feels good I said I'll give it a try
Then my mind went dark
We both forgot where your car was parked
Let's just take the train
I'll meet up with the band in the morning
Bad actors with bad habits
Some sad singers They just play tragic
And the the phone's ringing And the band's leaving
Let's just keep touching
Let's just keep keep singing
I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
Hey, where's the kid with the chemicals
I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full
I need some meaning I can memorize
The kind I have always seems to slip my mind
But you but you You write such pretty words
But life's no story book
Love is an excuse to get hurt
And to hurt do you like to hurt?
I do I do I do
Then hurt me...
Then hurt me...
Then hurt me...
Coldplay, Adam Green and Bright Eyes = tres cool 
(dedicated to C.N., again)
...they don't love you like I love you...
(Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Maps)
...they don't love you like I love you...
(Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Maps)
older dancers gag at what new talent seems to mean.
smaller tits and younger limbs can cause a fit of rivalry.
but its a job, it pays a lot.
is it disservicing someone?
and is it good to get these men worked up so sexual?
smaller tits and younger limbs can cause a fit of rivalry.
but its a job, it pays a lot.
is it disservicing someone?
and is it good to get these men worked up so sexual?
jingle bells batman smells Robin layed an egg. The bat mobile lots its wheel and the joker ran away. Hey.
QUOTE
now that its june, we’ll sleep out in the garden
and if it rains, we’ll just sink in to the mud
where it is quiet and much cooler than the house is
and there is no clocks or phones to wake us up
because i have learned that nothing is as pressing
as the one who is pressing would like you to believe
and i am content to walk a little slower
because there is nowhere that i really need to be
i find that life is easier when it is just a blur
with no details to confuse who or what or where i was
so when the ending comes the full regret will be obscure
but these are days we dream about when the sunlight paints us gold
and this apartment could not be prettier as when we danced
up there alone
this tv is old, the color is fucked, do you see the
difference in the shades?
but the green is still close to green, my love
and i believe we are the same
and we’ll stay like this, all gold and green
the light collects and projects your heart on a movie screen
and if you close your eyes
we will always be the way we were that night
you crawled inside of me
and you slept in my blood the way you sleep now
the quietest hush has consumed this house
and when the doctors are gone and you sweat through the bed
with all these pictures and pills they piled around your head
just rest now, and in a moment you will know everything
was it just a dream?
it’s too vague now to recount.
and outline of the one you loved in a life that was not longer will be stands
above you as you sleep.
and if it rains, we’ll just sink in to the mud
where it is quiet and much cooler than the house is
and there is no clocks or phones to wake us up
because i have learned that nothing is as pressing
as the one who is pressing would like you to believe
and i am content to walk a little slower
because there is nowhere that i really need to be
i find that life is easier when it is just a blur
with no details to confuse who or what or where i was
so when the ending comes the full regret will be obscure
but these are days we dream about when the sunlight paints us gold
and this apartment could not be prettier as when we danced
up there alone
this tv is old, the color is fucked, do you see the
difference in the shades?
but the green is still close to green, my love
and i believe we are the same
and we’ll stay like this, all gold and green
the light collects and projects your heart on a movie screen
and if you close your eyes
we will always be the way we were that night
you crawled inside of me
and you slept in my blood the way you sleep now
the quietest hush has consumed this house
and when the doctors are gone and you sweat through the bed
with all these pictures and pills they piled around your head
just rest now, and in a moment you will know everything
was it just a dream?
it’s too vague now to recount.
and outline of the one you loved in a life that was not longer will be stands
above you as you sleep.
i'm never gonna know you now, but i'm gonna love you anyhow
now she's done and they're calling someone
such a familiar name
i'm so glad that my memories remote
'cos i'm doing just fine hour to hour, note to note
here it is the revenge to the tune
"you're no good,
you're no good you're no good you're no good"
now she's done and they're calling someone
such a familiar name
i'm so glad that my memories remote
'cos i'm doing just fine hour to hour, note to note
here it is the revenge to the tune
"you're no good,
you're no good you're no good you're no good"
I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a girl who's too sad to give a fuck
Where's the kid with the chemicals?
I thought he said he'd meet me here but I'm not sure
I got the money if you got the time
He said it feels good I said I'll give it a try
I want a girl who's too sad to give a fuck
Where's the kid with the chemicals?
I thought he said he'd meet me here but I'm not sure
I got the money if you got the time
He said it feels good I said I'll give it a try
that's been done way too many times:p
Im on Songmeanings.net so I copy from anything I see there 
Your tongue is in my mouth
oOo:p
this picture into you and me
Burn it backwards, kill this history
Make it over, make it stay away
Or hate'll sing the ending that
Love started to say
There's a kid a floor below me singing
Brother can you spare sunshine for a brother
Old man winter's in the air
Walked me up a story, asking how ya' are
Told me not to worry, you're
Just a shooting star
Sweet Adeline
Sweet Adeline
My Clementine
Sweet Adeline
It's a picture perfect evening and I'm staring down the sun
Fully loaded, deaf and dumb and done
Waiting for sedation to disconnect MY head
Or any situation where I'm
Better off than dead
this picture into you and me
Burn it backwards, kill this history
Make it over, make it stay away
Or hate'll sing the ending that
Love started to say
There's a kid a floor below me singing
Brother can you spare sunshine for a brother
Old man winter's in the air
Walked me up a story, asking how ya' are
Told me not to worry, you're
Just a shooting star
Sweet Adeline
Sweet Adeline
My Clementine
Sweet Adeline
It's a picture perfect evening and I'm staring down the sun
Fully loaded, deaf and dumb and done
Waiting for sedation to disconnect MY head
Or any situation where I'm
Better off than dead
Let's just keep touching
Let's just keep keep singing
Let's just keep keep singing
Bright Eyes and Elliott Smith, yeah
I am pure, I am true
I am all over you
I am laugh, I am smile
I am the earth defiled...
now guess where THIS is from, Ihatemusic
I am all over you
I am laugh, I am smile
I am the earth defiled...
now guess where THIS is from, Ihatemusic
Dimmu Borgir.
its you that i adore you will always be my whore
I know I may be young, but I’ve got feelings too.
And I need to do what I feel like doing.
So let me go and just listen.
All you people look at me like I’m a little girl.
Well did you ever think it be okay for me to step into this world.
Always saying little girl don’t step into the club.
Well I’m just tryin’ to find out why cause dancing’s what I love.
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA)(Do you like it)
Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH)(This feels good)
I know I may come off quiet, I may come off shy.
But I feel like talking, feel like dancing when I see this guy.
What’s practical is logical. What the hell, who cares?
All I know is I’m so happy when you’re dancing there.
I’m a slave for you. I cannot hold it; I cannot control it.
I’m a slave for you. I won’t deny it; I’m not trying to hide it.
Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me,
(I just wanna dance next to you)
To another time and place.
Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me,
(Are you ready)
Leaving behind my name, my age.
(Lets go)
(Like that)
(You like it)
(Now watch me)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH)
[Panting]
I really wanna dance, tonight with you.
(I just can’t help myself)
I really wanna do what you want me to.
(I just feel I let myself go)
I really wanna dance, tonight with you.
(Wanna see you move)
I really wanna do what you want me to.
(Uh Uh Uh)
Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me,
(I just wanna dance next to you)
To another time and place.
Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me,
(Are you ready)
Leaving behind my name, my age.
I’m a slave for you. (Take that) I cannot hold it; I cannot control it.
I’m a slave (It just feels right) for you. (It just feels good)
I won’t deny it; I’m not trying to hide it. (Baby)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH)
[Panting]
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH)
I’m a slave for you. (Here we go now)
I cannot hold it; I cannot control it.
I’m a slave for you. (Here we go) I won’t deny it, (Yeah)
I’m not trying to hide it.
(Like that)
And I need to do what I feel like doing.
So let me go and just listen.
All you people look at me like I’m a little girl.
Well did you ever think it be okay for me to step into this world.
Always saying little girl don’t step into the club.
Well I’m just tryin’ to find out why cause dancing’s what I love.
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA)(Do you like it)
Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH)(This feels good)
I know I may come off quiet, I may come off shy.
But I feel like talking, feel like dancing when I see this guy.
What’s practical is logical. What the hell, who cares?
All I know is I’m so happy when you’re dancing there.
I’m a slave for you. I cannot hold it; I cannot control it.
I’m a slave for you. I won’t deny it; I’m not trying to hide it.
Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me,
(I just wanna dance next to you)
To another time and place.
Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me,
(Are you ready)
Leaving behind my name, my age.
(Lets go)
(Like that)
(You like it)
(Now watch me)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH)
[Panting]
I really wanna dance, tonight with you.
(I just can’t help myself)
I really wanna do what you want me to.
(I just feel I let myself go)
I really wanna dance, tonight with you.
(Wanna see you move)
I really wanna do what you want me to.
(Uh Uh Uh)
Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me,
(I just wanna dance next to you)
To another time and place.
Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me,
(Are you ready)
Leaving behind my name, my age.
I’m a slave for you. (Take that) I cannot hold it; I cannot control it.
I’m a slave (It just feels right) for you. (It just feels good)
I won’t deny it; I’m not trying to hide it. (Baby)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH)
[Panting]
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH)
I’m a slave for you. (Here we go now)
I cannot hold it; I cannot control it.
I’m a slave for you. (Here we go) I won’t deny it, (Yeah)
I’m not trying to hide it.
(Like that)
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad
Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows the tune she hums
But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly slowly
Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad
Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows the tune she hums
But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly slowly
Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
Hey baby wake up from your a sleep
We have arrived onto the future
And the whole world is become....
Elektronik, Supersonik,
Supersonik, Elektronik,
Hey baby ride with me away,
We doesn't have much time,
My blue jeans is tight,
So onto my love rocket, climb,
Inside tank of fuel is not fuel, but love,
Above us, there is nothing above,
but the stars, above
All systems gone!
Prepare for downcount!
5....4....3....1! Off blast!
Fly away, my space rocket,
You no need put money in my pocket
The door is closed I just lock it,
(Ha) I put my (Ha) port plug in your socket (Ha Ha Ha)
The sonic sky is bright like fire
You and me gets higher and higher
Cut communication wire
Only thing can stop us is flat tire
Ha, Ha, Ha Ha Ha Ha
Hey love crusaider
I want to be your space invader
For you I will decend the deepest moon crater
I is more stronger than Darth Vapour
Obey me I is your new dictator
For you is Venus, I am Mars
With you I is more richer than all the tzars
Make a wishes on a shooting stars
Then for you I will play on my cosmic guitars!
Ladies and Gentlemen
Fasten your beltseats
We has commenced our decent
I trust you enjoy this flight
As much as you enjoy this accent
Now back on Earth its time for downsplash
Into sea of eternal glory my spaceship crash
People have arrived for cheer me from near and far
And as I float I open door and shout
"I am worlds biggest, washed-up superstar!"
(Supersonik, Elektronik)
As for sure as the sun rises in the west
Of all the seas and all the boats I am the bestest
come, let me put ring of Jupiter on your finger
Then like a smell around you I will forever linger
Ok, is time for end, no more will I sang
Let me take you back in time,
I want for you to experience big bang
Long live space race
Long live, Molvania
We have arrived onto the future
And the whole world is become....
Elektronik, Supersonik,
Supersonik, Elektronik,
Hey baby ride with me away,
We doesn't have much time,
My blue jeans is tight,
So onto my love rocket, climb,
Inside tank of fuel is not fuel, but love,
Above us, there is nothing above,
but the stars, above
All systems gone!
Prepare for downcount!
5....4....3....1! Off blast!
Fly away, my space rocket,
You no need put money in my pocket
The door is closed I just lock it,
(Ha) I put my (Ha) port plug in your socket (Ha Ha Ha)
The sonic sky is bright like fire
You and me gets higher and higher
Cut communication wire
Only thing can stop us is flat tire
Ha, Ha, Ha Ha Ha Ha
Hey love crusaider
I want to be your space invader
For you I will decend the deepest moon crater
I is more stronger than Darth Vapour
Obey me I is your new dictator
For you is Venus, I am Mars
With you I is more richer than all the tzars
Make a wishes on a shooting stars
Then for you I will play on my cosmic guitars!
Ladies and Gentlemen
Fasten your beltseats
We has commenced our decent
I trust you enjoy this flight
As much as you enjoy this accent
Now back on Earth its time for downsplash
Into sea of eternal glory my spaceship crash
People have arrived for cheer me from near and far
And as I float I open door and shout
"I am worlds biggest, washed-up superstar!"
(Supersonik, Elektronik)
As for sure as the sun rises in the west
Of all the seas and all the boats I am the bestest
come, let me put ring of Jupiter on your finger
Then like a smell around you I will forever linger
Ok, is time for end, no more will I sang
Let me take you back in time,
I want for you to experience big bang
Long live space race
Long live, Molvania
You were born inside of a raindrop
I watched you falling to your death
And the sun, well it could not save you
And falling down to, the streets are wet
Body of water, toxic and timeless
Atlantic ocean, New York skyline
I always get lost, when I leave the village
So I couldn’t come meet you in Brooklyn last night
But I sing glory for my Louis
And I will say peace to the people I meet
While the world waits for an explosion
An instant of light that wipes the slate clean
So don’t be fooled so don’t be lied to
Love was always cruel
Don’t act strange, don’t be a stranger
It happened to me now it’s happening to you
But if you take that train underwater,
Then we could talk it through
Well if I could tame all of my desires
Wait out the weather, it howls in my brain
Because it seems that it’s always changing
The winds indecision the sorrowful rain
I was a postcard I was a record
I was a camera until I went blind
Now I’m riding all over this island
Looking for something to open my eyes
Well we still sing glory from a high rise
And I will say thanks if you’re pouring my drinks
While the world waits for an explosion
That moment in time when we are set free
So don’t stay mad, just let some time pass
And in the morning you’ll wake feeling ?
And if I don’t come back I mean if I get sidetracked
It’s only cause I wanted to
Keeping up with the moon on an all night avenue
I love this song. It made me weep yesterday.
I watched you falling to your death
And the sun, well it could not save you
And falling down to, the streets are wet
Body of water, toxic and timeless
Atlantic ocean, New York skyline
I always get lost, when I leave the village
So I couldn’t come meet you in Brooklyn last night
But I sing glory for my Louis
And I will say peace to the people I meet
While the world waits for an explosion
An instant of light that wipes the slate clean
So don’t be fooled so don’t be lied to
Love was always cruel
Don’t act strange, don’t be a stranger
It happened to me now it’s happening to you
But if you take that train underwater,
Then we could talk it through
Well if I could tame all of my desires
Wait out the weather, it howls in my brain
Because it seems that it’s always changing
The winds indecision the sorrowful rain
I was a postcard I was a record
I was a camera until I went blind
Now I’m riding all over this island
Looking for something to open my eyes
Well we still sing glory from a high rise
And I will say thanks if you’re pouring my drinks
While the world waits for an explosion
That moment in time when we are set free
So don’t stay mad, just let some time pass
And in the morning you’ll wake feeling ?
And if I don’t come back I mean if I get sidetracked
It’s only cause I wanted to
Keeping up with the moon on an all night avenue
I love this song. It made me weep yesterday.
Elton John and Britney Spears uh... Oh well at least I have Ben Fold's version of 'tiny dancers' in my head now.
thats what i was listening to... i <3 ben folds
I like Elton John, he is the gay pimp.
hes ok but i like folds more
I haven't really listened to Ben Folds, just a Beatles cover from the I Am Sam soundtrack.
what song did he do??????????
Golden Slumbers
his latest cd is real good, and the redwalls are opening for him at summerfest
I ain't got no mutha fuckin friends
Thats why I fucked your bitch
You fat mutha-fucka {Take Money}
West Side
Bad Boy Killers {Take Money}
You know who the realist is
niggas we bring it to {Take Money}
(ha ha, that's alright)
First off, fuck your bitch
And the click you claim
West side when we ride
Come equipped with game
You claim to be a playa
But, I fucked your wife
We bust on Bad Boys
niggas fuck for Life
Plus Puffy tryin' to see me weak
Hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior Mafia
Some mark ass bitches
We keep on coming
While we running for yah jewels
Steady gunning
Keep on busting at them fools
You know the rules
Little Ceasar go ask you homie
How i'll leave yah
Cut your young ass up
See yah in pieces
Now be deceased
Little Kim,
Don't fuck around with real G's
Quick to snatch your ugly ass, off the streets
So fuck peace
I'll let them niggas know
It's on for Life
Don't let the west side
Ride the night (ha ha)
Bad Boys murdered on Wax and kill
fuck with me
And get your caps peeled
You know, See
[Chorus]
Grab your glocks when you see 2pac
Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh
Who shot me,
But, your punks didn't finish
Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
nigga, I hit 'em up
Check this out
You mutha-fuckas know what time it is
I don't know why I'm even on this track
Y'all niggas ain't even on my level
I'm going to let my little homies
Ride on yah
bitch made ass Bad Boys bitches
{ahh yo, yo, hold the fuck up}
Get out the way yo
Get out the way yo
Biggie Smalls just got dropped
Little move pa*s the mac
And let me hit 'em in his back
Frank White needs to get spanked right
For setting up traps
Little accident murderers
And I ain't never heard of yah
Poise less gats attack when I'm serving yah
Spank the shank
Your whole style when I gank
Guard your rank
Cause I'm a slam your ass in a pang
Puffy weaker than a fuckin' block
I'm running through nigga
And I'm smoking Junior Mafia
In front of yah nigga
With the ready power
Tucked in my Guess
Under my Eddie Bower
Your clout petty sour
I push packages ever hour
I hit 'em up
[Chorus]
Grab your glocks when you see 2pac
Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh
Who shot me,
But, your punks didn't finish
Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
nigga, We hit 'em up
Peep how we do it
Keep it real
Its penitentiary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle
All you niggas getting killed
With your mouths open
Tryin' to come up off of me
You and the clouds hoping
Smoking dope
It's like a Shermine
niggas think they learned to fly
But they burn mutha-fucka you deserve to die
Talking about you Getting Money
But its funny to me
All you niggas living bummy
While you fucking with me?
I'm a self made Millionaire
Thug livin', out of prison
Pistols in the Air {Air} (Ha Ha)
Biggie remember when I use to let you sleep on the couch
And beg the bitch to let you sleep in the house
Now its all about versace
You copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me
I took it and smiled
Now I'm back to set the record straight
With my A-K
I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Mutha-fucka I'll Hit 'Em Up
I'm from N W New Jers.
Where plenty of murder occurs
No points to come
We bring drama to all you herds
Now go check the scenerio
Little Ceas'
I'll bring you fake G's to yah knees
Copin' pleas with these
Little Kim is yah
Coked up or doped up
Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up
What the fuck?
Is you stupid?
I take money,
crash and mash through Brooklyn
With my click looting, shooting, and polluting your block
With fifteen shot,
Cocked glock to your knot
Outlaw Mafia click moving up another notch
And your Pop stars popped and get dropped and mopped
And all your fake ass east coast props
Brainstormed and locked
You'se a B-writer
Pac style taker
I'll tell you to face, you ain't nothing shit but a faker
So fill the Alazhay with a chaser
'bout to get murdered for the paper
E.d.i I mean post the scene of the caper
Like a loc, with little Ceas' in a choke (uhh)
Toting smoke, we ain't no mutha-fuckin' joke
Thug Life, niggas better be known
Be approaching
In the wide open, gun smoking
No need for hoping
It's a battle lost
I gottem crossed as soon as the funk is bopping off
nigga, I hit 'em up
Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run (ha ha)
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior Mafia click
Dressing up to be us
How the fuck they gonna be the Mob?
When we always on out job
We millionaire's
Killing ain't fair
But somebody got to do it
Oh yah Mobb Deep (uhh)
You wanna fuck with us
You Little young ass mutha-fuckas
Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something
You fucking with me, nigga ?
You fuck around and catch a seizure or a heart-attack
You better back the fuck up
Before you get smacked the fuck up
This is how we do it on our side
Any of you niggas from New York that want to bring it,
Bring it.
But we ain't singing,
We bringing drama
fuck you and your mother fucking mama.
We gonna kill all you mother fuckers.
Now when I came out, I told you it was just about biggie.
Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother fuckin opinion
Well this is how we gon' do this:
fuck Mobb Deep,
fuck Biggie,
fuck Bad Boy as a staff, record label, and as a mother fuckin crew.
And if you want to be down with Bad Boy,
Then fuck you too.
Chino XL, fuck you too.
All you mother fuckers,
fuck you too.
(take money, take money)
All of y'all mother fuckers,
fuck you, die slow mother fucker.
My fo' fo' (.44 magnum) make sure all yo' kids don't grow.
You mother fuckers can't be us or see us.
We mother fuckin' Thug Life riders.
West Side till' we die.
Out here in California, nigga
We warned ya'
We'll bomb on you mother fuckers.
We do our job.
You think you the mob, nigga, we the mother fuckin' mob
Ain't nuttin' but killers
And the real niggas, all you mother fuckers feel us.
Our shit goes triple and four quadruple
You niggas laugh cuz our staff got guns under they mother fuckin' belts
You know how it is and we drop records they felt
You niggas can't feel it
We the realist
fuck 'em.
We Bad Boy killas.
Thats why I fucked your bitch
You fat mutha-fucka {Take Money}
West Side
Bad Boy Killers {Take Money}
You know who the realist is
niggas we bring it to {Take Money}
(ha ha, that's alright)
First off, fuck your bitch
And the click you claim
West side when we ride
Come equipped with game
You claim to be a playa
But, I fucked your wife
We bust on Bad Boys
niggas fuck for Life
Plus Puffy tryin' to see me weak
Hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior Mafia
Some mark ass bitches
We keep on coming
While we running for yah jewels
Steady gunning
Keep on busting at them fools
You know the rules
Little Ceasar go ask you homie
How i'll leave yah
Cut your young ass up
See yah in pieces
Now be deceased
Little Kim,
Don't fuck around with real G's
Quick to snatch your ugly ass, off the streets
So fuck peace
I'll let them niggas know
It's on for Life
Don't let the west side
Ride the night (ha ha)
Bad Boys murdered on Wax and kill
fuck with me
And get your caps peeled
You know, See
[Chorus]
Grab your glocks when you see 2pac
Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh
Who shot me,
But, your punks didn't finish
Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
nigga, I hit 'em up
Check this out
You mutha-fuckas know what time it is
I don't know why I'm even on this track
Y'all niggas ain't even on my level
I'm going to let my little homies
Ride on yah
bitch made ass Bad Boys bitches
{ahh yo, yo, hold the fuck up}
Get out the way yo
Get out the way yo
Biggie Smalls just got dropped
Little move pa*s the mac
And let me hit 'em in his back
Frank White needs to get spanked right
For setting up traps
Little accident murderers
And I ain't never heard of yah
Poise less gats attack when I'm serving yah
Spank the shank
Your whole style when I gank
Guard your rank
Cause I'm a slam your ass in a pang
Puffy weaker than a fuckin' block
I'm running through nigga
And I'm smoking Junior Mafia
In front of yah nigga
With the ready power
Tucked in my Guess
Under my Eddie Bower
Your clout petty sour
I push packages ever hour
I hit 'em up
[Chorus]
Grab your glocks when you see 2pac
Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh
Who shot me,
But, your punks didn't finish
Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
nigga, We hit 'em up
Peep how we do it
Keep it real
Its penitentiary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle
All you niggas getting killed
With your mouths open
Tryin' to come up off of me
You and the clouds hoping
Smoking dope
It's like a Shermine
niggas think they learned to fly
But they burn mutha-fucka you deserve to die
Talking about you Getting Money
But its funny to me
All you niggas living bummy
While you fucking with me?
I'm a self made Millionaire
Thug livin', out of prison
Pistols in the Air {Air} (Ha Ha)
Biggie remember when I use to let you sleep on the couch
And beg the bitch to let you sleep in the house
Now its all about versace
You copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me
I took it and smiled
Now I'm back to set the record straight
With my A-K
I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Mutha-fucka I'll Hit 'Em Up
I'm from N W New Jers.
Where plenty of murder occurs
No points to come
We bring drama to all you herds
Now go check the scenerio
Little Ceas'
I'll bring you fake G's to yah knees
Copin' pleas with these
Little Kim is yah
Coked up or doped up
Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up
What the fuck?
Is you stupid?
I take money,
crash and mash through Brooklyn
With my click looting, shooting, and polluting your block
With fifteen shot,
Cocked glock to your knot
Outlaw Mafia click moving up another notch
And your Pop stars popped and get dropped and mopped
And all your fake ass east coast props
Brainstormed and locked
You'se a B-writer
Pac style taker
I'll tell you to face, you ain't nothing shit but a faker
So fill the Alazhay with a chaser
'bout to get murdered for the paper
E.d.i I mean post the scene of the caper
Like a loc, with little Ceas' in a choke (uhh)
Toting smoke, we ain't no mutha-fuckin' joke
Thug Life, niggas better be known
Be approaching
In the wide open, gun smoking
No need for hoping
It's a battle lost
I gottem crossed as soon as the funk is bopping off
nigga, I hit 'em up
Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run (ha ha)
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior Mafia click
Dressing up to be us
How the fuck they gonna be the Mob?
When we always on out job
We millionaire's
Killing ain't fair
But somebody got to do it
Oh yah Mobb Deep (uhh)
You wanna fuck with us
You Little young ass mutha-fuckas
Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something
You fucking with me, nigga ?
You fuck around and catch a seizure or a heart-attack
You better back the fuck up
Before you get smacked the fuck up
This is how we do it on our side
Any of you niggas from New York that want to bring it,
Bring it.
But we ain't singing,
We bringing drama
fuck you and your mother fucking mama.
We gonna kill all you mother fuckers.
Now when I came out, I told you it was just about biggie.
Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother fuckin opinion
Well this is how we gon' do this:
fuck Mobb Deep,
fuck Biggie,
fuck Bad Boy as a staff, record label, and as a mother fuckin crew.
And if you want to be down with Bad Boy,
Then fuck you too.
Chino XL, fuck you too.
All you mother fuckers,
fuck you too.
(take money, take money)
All of y'all mother fuckers,
fuck you, die slow mother fucker.
My fo' fo' (.44 magnum) make sure all yo' kids don't grow.
You mother fuckers can't be us or see us.
We mother fuckin' Thug Life riders.
West Side till' we die.
Out here in California, nigga
We warned ya'
We'll bomb on you mother fuckers.
We do our job.
You think you the mob, nigga, we the mother fuckin' mob
Ain't nuttin' but killers
And the real niggas, all you mother fuckers feel us.
Our shit goes triple and four quadruple
You niggas laugh cuz our staff got guns under they mother fuckin' belts
You know how it is and we drop records they felt
You niggas can't feel it
We the realist
fuck 'em.
We Bad Boy killas.
you were born inside of a raindrop
and i watched you falling to your death
and the sun well she could not save you
she had fallen down too
now the streets are wet
a body of water, toxic and timeless
atlantic ocean, new york skyline
i always get lost when i leave the village
so i couldn't come meet you
in brooklyn last night
but i sing glory from a low-rise
and i will say peace to the people i meet
while the world waits for an explosion
that instant of light that wipes the slate clean
so don't be fooled, no don't get lied to
love was always cruel
and don't act strange, don't be a stranger
it happeend to me, now it's happening to you
but if you take that train underwater
then we could talk it through
well if i could take all of my desires
wait out the weather that howls in my brain
because it seems that it's always changing
the winds indecision, the sorrowful rain
yeah i was a postcard, i was a record
i was a camera until i went blind
and now i am riding all over this island
looking for something to open my eye
but i still sing glory from a high rise
and i will say thanks if you're pouring my drinks
while the world waits for an explosion
that moment in time we will be set free
so don't stay mad just let some time pass
and im the morning you'll wake feeling new
and if i don't come back, i mean if i get sidetracked
it's only because i wanted to
i'm keeping up with the moon on an all-night avenue
fuck you nigga, pac reins supreme, ya heard?>???
yea pac, yea west coast. Im a badboy killa. now let me go smoke my chronic thug
Ben Folds is a fuckin genius! I loved his version of this one Dr. Dre song yesterday.
Let me tell y'all what it's like,
Being male, middle-class and white.
It's a bitch, if you don't believe, listen up to my new CD.
I got shit running throught my brain,
It's so intense that I can't explain.
All alone in my white-boy pain,
Shake your booty while the band complains.
I'm rockin the suburbs, just like Michael Jackson did,
I'm rockin the suburbs, except that he was talented.
I'm rockin the suburbs, I take the cheques and face the facts,
That some producer with computers fixes all my shitty tracks.
I'm pissed off, but I'm too polite,
When people break in the McDonald's line.
Mom and Dad you made me so uptight,
I'm gonna cuss on the mic tonight.
I don't know how much I can take,
Girl, give me something I can break.
I'm rockin the suburbs, just like Quiet Riot did,
I'm rockin the suburbs, except that they were talented.
I'm rockin the suburbs, I take the cheques and face the facts,
That some producer with computers fixes all my shitty tracks.
Something is missing and it's this line here:
Watch out cos I'm gonna say Fuck, watch out cos I'm gonna say fuck, watch out cos I'm gonna say Fuck.
FUCK!
Let me tell y'all what it's like,
Being male, middle-class and white.
It's a bitch, if you don't believe, listen up to my new CD.
I got shit running throught my brain,
It's so intense that I can't explain.
All alone in my white-boy pain,
Shake your booty while the band complains.
I'm rockin the suburbs, just like Michael Jackson did,
I'm rockin the suburbs, except that he was talented.
I'm rockin the suburbs, I take the cheques and face the facts,
That some producer with computers fixes all my shitty tracks.
I'm pissed off, but I'm too polite,
When people break in the McDonald's line.
Mom and Dad you made me so uptight,
I'm gonna cuss on the mic tonight.
I don't know how much I can take,
Girl, give me something I can break.
I'm rockin the suburbs, just like Quiet Riot did,
I'm rockin the suburbs, except that they were talented.
I'm rockin the suburbs, I take the cheques and face the facts,
That some producer with computers fixes all my shitty tracks.
Something is missing and it's this line here:
Watch out cos I'm gonna say Fuck, watch out cos I'm gonna say fuck, watch out cos I'm gonna say Fuck.
FUCK!
^what a pityful white middle-class thing
eine kleine stadt
die häuser viel zu klein
und bis obenhin vollgestopft mit träumen und mit hoffnungskram
auf der zu kleinen strasse vor dem gartentor
steht ein kleines scheiss auto und das ist nicht von dir
wollen wir das? na?na?
mensch stolpern sieht ja klasse aus
durch son helm kommt ja gar nichts durch
falle für alle
mensch stolpern sieht ja klasse aus....
alter mann liebt frieden
junge frau liebt tanz
und ein junge fegt den flur weil er das am besten kann
seine hände greifen nach einem blatt papier
und er liest im ausguss dann was er verpassen wird...
wollen wir das? na? na?
freunde hebt die köpfe
wischt die kotze weg
das meißte hat doch schon son scheisshund aufgeleckt
was wurde gewonnen
außer mittagsschmerz
was für dich alle ist ist nix nix nix nix
wollen wir das?
die häuser viel zu klein
und bis obenhin vollgestopft mit träumen und mit hoffnungskram
auf der zu kleinen strasse vor dem gartentor
steht ein kleines scheiss auto und das ist nicht von dir
wollen wir das? na?na?
mensch stolpern sieht ja klasse aus
durch son helm kommt ja gar nichts durch
falle für alle
mensch stolpern sieht ja klasse aus....
alter mann liebt frieden
junge frau liebt tanz
und ein junge fegt den flur weil er das am besten kann
seine hände greifen nach einem blatt papier
und er liest im ausguss dann was er verpassen wird...
wollen wir das? na? na?
freunde hebt die köpfe
wischt die kotze weg
das meißte hat doch schon son scheisshund aufgeleckt
was wurde gewonnen
außer mittagsschmerz
was für dich alle ist ist nix nix nix nix
wollen wir das?
yeah sie sprechen mir aus dem herzen
i like it sounds like communism or whatever
ja i love those lyrics too!! and i thought pretty the same after listeing to it for the first time
wow, we´re so clever!! 
6am, day after Christmas
I throw some clothes on in the dark
The smell of cold
Car seat is freezing
The world is sleeping
I am numb
Up the stairs to her apartment
She is balled up on the couch
Her mom and dad went down to Charlotte
They're not home to find us out
And we drive
Now that I have found someone
I'm feeling more alone
Than I ever have before
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
They call her name at 7:30
I pace around the parking lot
Then I walk down to buy her flowers
And sell some gifts that I got
Can't you see
It's not me you're dying for
Now she's feeling more alone
Than she ever has before
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm heading nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
As weeks went by
It showed that she was not fine
They told me "Son, it's time
To tell the truth"
And she broke down
And I broke down
'Cause I was tired of lying
Driving back to her apartment
For the moment we're alone
She's alone
I'm alone
Now I know it
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm heading nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
I throw some clothes on in the dark
The smell of cold
Car seat is freezing
The world is sleeping
I am numb
Up the stairs to her apartment
She is balled up on the couch
Her mom and dad went down to Charlotte
They're not home to find us out
And we drive
Now that I have found someone
I'm feeling more alone
Than I ever have before
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
They call her name at 7:30
I pace around the parking lot
Then I walk down to buy her flowers
And sell some gifts that I got
Can't you see
It's not me you're dying for
Now she's feeling more alone
Than she ever has before
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm heading nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
As weeks went by
It showed that she was not fine
They told me "Son, it's time
To tell the truth"
And she broke down
And I broke down
'Cause I was tired of lying
Driving back to her apartment
For the moment we're alone
She's alone
I'm alone
Now I know it
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm heading nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
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