Favorite Lyrics?

[MalaCloudy Black]

Nas' Reason ft. Emily

Chorus: Woman singing]

I see people hating other people

Tell me what's the reason

That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money

What's the reason?

[Verse 1: Nas]

By the time of age nine I'm already decidin'

If I can protect mommy from the hood by fightin'

Or usin' a knife or a gun when I'm twenty-one

By by then them hoods woulda pushed their way in our apartment

And we die then, so I been a young nervous wreck in the projects

Watchin' them older niggaz pass pot and they high man

I'm just a young boy, snot nose, hair nappy

Cops ride by squeezin' their trigger fingers at me

So I would go to school and try to get good grades

Teacher wrote mommy and kicked me outta school for havin' braids

So she cussed them, said "My son ain't no motherfuckin' hoodlum"

They judged us, thinking that we dumb 'cause where we come from

Got a little older and now I see

Young niggaz wanted by the powers that be (powers that be)

[Chorus: Woman singing]

I see people hating other people

Tell me what's the reason

That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money

What's the reason?

For these wars we're fighting with each other

Season after season

When you're workin' hard, but there ain't nothing comin'

What's the reason?

[Verse 2: Nas]

Uh, picture a Black nanny and a baby in a basket pushin' down 5th Ave

She never had it, it's not hers to begin with

She gives it breakfast, baths and dinners

Treats it so tender while her own kids live alone at home with no phone on

Ain't had a good meal in so long, but so long as mommy's a maid

Cookin' and cleanin', she wanna feed her kids and her kids are dreamin'

Where's my daddy, who's my daddy, have you seen him?

I could imagine them askin', what type of human be-ing

Could leave his family, go back to the Carribean?

Was he locked up, shot up, does he have freedom?

Mom said wipe your tears, keep readin'

But daddy's somewhere, spirit broken, feelin' defeated

A man feels he has to conquer all

The world is his oyster, his pearl so y'all know

[Chorus: Woman singing]

I can't find no reason why we can't all live in peace

'Cause this world keeps spinning, yet still I wonder what's the reason

I see people hating other people

Tell me what's the reason

When you're workin' hard but there ain't nothin' comin'

What's the reason?

Oooh-whoa-ooh-whoa

[Verse 3: Nas]

I know a girl, her boyfriend was a fugitive

She's intuitive, be on some stupid shit

She called the cops 'cause she hated his mother

Now he away doin' numbers, now she gay with her lover

How many niggaz gon' die this summer?

I pump life in my music, but still life is a wonder

There's a officer in a squad car, he's a prostitute serial killer

It's odd, huh? 'Cause he's the same cop in church with his wife

He's molestin' his son and she ignores it at night

Little bad ass bastard, lights a match and kills Betty Shabazz

in her pad while she slept

They said Prescott Bush funded Hitler while the world's in a twister

Nigga, what you expect? Imagine what's next

[Chorus: Woman singing]

I see people hating other people

Tell me what's the reason

That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money

What's the reason?

For these wars we're fighting with each other

Season after season

When you're workin' hard, but there ain't nothing comin'

What's the reason?

[Woman harmonizes as Nas talks:]

"Uh, uh, man, man'll search the whole planet, looking for what

Try to conquer all. So what? To all my niggaz with they

kids that love they kids, man. All the daddies out there

To all the niggaz that died tryin'a figure out what's what

Tryin'a be the biggest of the big, you know. Yeah, yeah

Ladies forgive us. Gotta forgive us. For we know not what

we do. Breakin' hearts, leavin' the crib, buggin' out and

shit. Just man... man."

Nas' Just A Moment ft. Quan

[Verse 1: Quan]

Can we please have a moment of silence?

That's for my niggaz doin' years in confinement

And for my soldiers who passed over, no longer living

That couldn't run whenever the reaper came to get 'em

Can we please pour out some liquor?

Symobolizin', let's take in time to consider that

Though our thugs ain't here, the love is here

And we gon' rep 'til slugs kill us here

This for my dawgs stuck in the struggle tryin' to gain

Smokin' trauma, sniffin' Ra while sellin' cocaine

Trapped in the game, not knowin' how to stop and get by

To live it alive, so instead they live it to die

Can we please have a moment of peace?

For every G that fell for his flag in the streets

Bloodin' and thuggin', folkin' and lokin'

Crypin' and creepin', Latin and kingin'

Or just for poor righteous teachin'

[Chorus: Quan sings]

As day comes and night falls

For the rest of our life we'll miss y'all

And even though life must go on, we'll still mourn

While wishin' y'all were home

[Verse 2: Nas]

Yeah, and can we have another moment of silence?

For brothers who died from black-on-black violence

From here to the Dark Continent were rebels sell diamonds

To clients all over the world, got little Black girls dyin'

And can we please pour some more liquors?

For Will, Bokeem, Bar, Pappy -- my niggaz

Here's another Warrior Song from Nasty and Quan

It's to him I pass the baton to carry this on

Street's Disciple, salute to those who's gone with bullets

And I promise through rhymin' Quan gon' rep his life to the fullest

And can we please have a moment of truth?

For soldiers and troops away with helmets and boots

And families back home who pray they make it home safe

Hopin' that they don't get hit with a stray or missiles

This is just a moment to let you all know that we miss you

Mommy I'm still here, wishin' I was there with you

Let's take 'em home

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Quan]

And can we please have a moment to mourn?

For Pac, Biggie and Pun 'cause through us they live on

Jam Master Jay, Freaky Tah and Aaliyah

Big L and Left Eye, when we die we hope to see ya

Can we please have a moment for children?

Who got raped or murdered, or trapped in the system

Who never knew their father, never learned to dream

But was guided by drug dealers, killers and crack fiends

For single mothers that's forced to play mom and dad

Bustin' her ass to give her kids shit she never had

For my niggaz in the pen hopin' rhymes'll get 'em signed

So when released, they can say bye to a life of crime

For every mother that held a son in the street bleedin'

Cryin' a song of sorow to dark and deep for speakin'

Just a moment outside the day to day struggle

To let the ones we really care about know that we love 'em

[Chorus]

Nine Inch Nails' You Know What You Are?

I tried to stick myself through try to get to the other side

I had to patch up the cracks and the holes that i had to hide

For a little bit of time even made it work (ok)

Just long enough to really make it hurt

When you figured me out and it all just rotted away

[Chorus]

Don't you fucking know what you are? [x3]

Com'on get back to where you belong!

You better take a good look 'cause I'm full of shit

With every bit of my heart I've tried to believe

You can dress it up, you can try to pretend

But you can't change anything in the end

[Chorus]

Remember where you came from, remember what you are

[Chorus]

Nine Inch Nails' Only

I'm becoming less defined as days go by

Fading away

Well you might say

I'm losing focus

Kind adrifting into the abstract in terms of how I see myself

Sometimes I think I can see right through myself [x3]

Less concerned about fitting into the world

Your world that is

Because it doesn't really matter

(no it doesn't really matter anymore)

None of this really matters anymore

Yes I'm alone but then again I always was

As far back as I can tell

I think maybe it's because you never were really real to begin with

I just made you up to hurt myself [x6]

And it worked.

Yes it did!

[Chorus]

There is no you

There is only me

There is no you

There is only me

There is no fucking you

There is only me

There is no fucking you

There is only me

Only [x3]

The tiniest little dot caught my eye and it turned out to be scab and I had this funny feeling

Like I just knew it was something bad

I just couldn't leave it alone, picking at that scab

Was a doorway trying to seal itself shut

But I climbed through

Now I am somehwere I am not supposed to be, and I can see things I knew I really Shouldn't see

And now I know why (yea now I know why)

Things aren't as pretty

On the inside

[Chorus]

[apsham]

The Blood Brothers: Love Rhymes With Hideous Car Wreck

You really need to hear this song to do it any real justice, as far as vocals go (there are two vocalists). The song is basically about a guy who drops his current girlfriend of nearly four years for another girl, "one with fake porno tits" etc. He then gets into a car accident, and poof, no one is there for him. Listen to it now, they have a live video up at their website right now.

Those tire tracks

zigzag your torso like a Devil's self portrait.

The car accident, the skin graft treatment, the flower baskets,

the wincing relatives...

you bid her farewell then got in your car

and that's the last thing that you can recall.

and when they pulled you out

you didn't know your name

exploding semi truck blurred your face with flame...

you met Jane four years ago today

dancing at some vomit-stained frat party.

Her newspaper gown, flashing headline brown, her violent gypsy dance,

her tired underpants...

Love [x12]

rhymes with pity now

Love [x12]

rhymes with sympathy now

Jane let you touch and feel her

she was so free like a pineapple in a tree

You said it's dangerous

to be so intimate

You know it's dangerous, dangerous, dangerous.

Jane said when she laid on her back

the sun hit her body like an ugly landscape.

But some things never get better

like used cars and bad livers.

So you traded her in for a better looking brand.

One with fake porno tits

a pad lock on her lips

disposable tan

biodegradable hands.

Back at the hospital

you got no visitors at all.

She visits you in your sleep,

but that newspaper gown is always on fire [x2]

She met him a week after you left her

when you tossed out her touch to the garbage collector.

He talked her out of her skirt in his beer-soaked apartment

and then they did all the things

you never said that you wanted.

And the sirens are laughing underneath your skull.

And your thoughts are turning dull, callous and cold.

Yesterday you gave your burden a name.

Yesterday you gave your burden a face.

But your burden it looks a lot like her.

Love [x12]

rhymes with pity now

Love [x12]

rhymes with sympathy now

The Blood Brothers: Ambulance vs. Ambulance

Yet again, it's another song that you just NEED to hear, what with the little part with the xylophone near the end. It's about ambulance drivers who bring people who have done stupid\hurtful shit very close to death to make them have a "near death experience" and change their way of thinking.

Ambulance X extracts several consultants

slow gumming death at the office orifice.

Ambulance Y imprisons the sigh of the recent amputee

and dumps her in the xylophone trees.

Ambulance X scours the tanning complex for repunzels

rotting from their skin cooking coffins.

Ambulance Y drops the body off at the door step.

Ambulance X pulls you out of the party

and rubs your freckles like a DJ to his records

cause Ambulance Y teaches you the word goodbye

and cuts off your hands to show you where you stand,

under the monolith of what is love and what is scam,

what is sun and what is tan.

The Ambulance Angels pull up to your doorstep

the sirens flash emergency,

oh yeah, you'd better come quick

The Ambulance Angels chisel a crack in your mouth,

and then they paint a landscape with your regret and shouts.

Roll tape and decode the moans,

ventilate the scandal from these locked up mouth holes.

Roll tape and decode the moans,

I'll see your wife

and children again so tell us what it was going through your head,

when you looked into their eyes

and said "no thanks i'll take the hooker instead"

Roll tape and decode the moans,

ventilate the scandal from these locked up mouth holes.

Roll tape and decode the moans,

You'll never see that office again

so when the nurse amputates both of your thighs

come a little bit closer to the mike

and tell us what you miss more your desk or the hungry sky.

The Ambulance Angels pull up to the graveyard,

and leave you there bubbling broken sonnets and shards.

The Ambulance Angels notify your next of kin

and show them the scrap book of your operation:

His head was a faucet leaking love, laughter and lies:

all his secret wishes, all his world famous sighs.

Before you remember, Oh yeah, before you give in,

just remember we're coming back for your children.

Will probably be adding more later.

Edited May 15, 2005 by Apple Shampoo

[livid]

Well let's kick off this extravaganza of mine with...

"The Noose" by A Perfect Circle

So glad to see you well

Overcome and completely silent now

With heaven's help

You cast your demons out

And not to pull your halo down

Around your neck and tug you off your cloud

But I'm more than just a little curious

How you're plannin' to go about makin' your amends

To the dead

To the dead

Recall the deeds as if they're all

Someone else's

Atrocious stories

Now you stand reborn

Before us all

So glad to see you well

And not to pull your halo down

Around your neck and tug you to the ground

But I'm more than just a little curious

How you're plannin' to go about makin' your amends

To the dead

To the dead

With your halo slippin' down

Your halo slippin'

Your halo slippin' down

Your halo slippin' down

Your halo slippin' down

(I'm more than just a little curious

How you're plannin' to go about makin' your amends)

[repeated]

Your halo slippin' down

Your halo slippin' down to choke you now

[sirdavinator]

The Third Day of Sodom: Serpent of the Gay Pride Rainbow - Agoraphobic Nosebleed

Eye grows huge dick and fucks snake.

Edited May 15, 2005 by ladydavinator

[fineintent]

Alright partner, keep on rollin’ baby, u know what time it is

(throw your hands up, throw your hands up, throw your hands up)

Ladies and Gentlemen, Chocolate starfish, keep on rollin’ baby

Move in, now move out

Hands up,  hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what ya gonna do now

Breathe in, now breathe out

Hands up, now hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what ya gonna do now

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ (what)

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ (come on)

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ (yeah)

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’

Now I know y’all be lovin this shit right here

L-I-M-P Bizkit is right here

People in the house put them hands in the air

Cause if you don’t care, then we don’t care

1,2,3 times two to the six

Jonesin’ for your fix

Of that limp bizkit mix

So where the fuck you at punk

Shut the fuck up, and back the fuck up

While we fuck this track up

(throw your hands up, throw your hands up, throw your hands up)

Now move in, now move out

Hands up, hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what ya gonna do now

Breathe in, now breathe out

Hands up, now hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what ya gonna do now

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ (what)

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ (come on)

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ (yeah)

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’

You wanna mess with limp bizkit (yeah)

You can’t mess with limp bizkit (why)

Because we get it on(when)

Every day and every night (oh)

And this platinum thing right here (uh, huh)

Yo, we’re doin it all the time (what)

So you better get some betta beats and uh, some better rhymes (doh)

We got the gang set, so don’t complain yet

Twenty four seven, never begging for a rain check

Old school soldiers, blastin’ out the hot shit

That rock shit, putting bounce in the mosh pit

(throw your hands up, throw your hands up, throw your hands up)

Now move in, now move out

Hands up, hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what ya gonna do now

Breathe in, now breathe out

Hands up, now hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what ya gonna do now

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ (cmon)

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ (what)

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ (yeah)

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’

Hey ladies, hey fellas

And the people that don’t give a fuck

All the lovers, all the haters,

and all the people that call themselves players

Hot mamas, pimp daddies

And the people rollin’ up in caddies

Hey rockers, hip hoppers

And everybody all around the world

Move in, now move out

Hands up, hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what ya gonna do now

Breathe in, now breathe out

Hands up, now hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what ya gonna do now

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ (yeah)

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ (what)

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ (cmon)

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’

Move in, now move out

Hands up, hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what ya gonna do now

Breathe in, now breathe out

Hands up, now hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what ya gonna do now

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ (what)

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ (come on)

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ (yeah)

Keep rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ rollin’

[Hellfire]

There once was a song called arrest the president.

Contemporary music, a hit with the kids, it was a top ten.

I wasn't pop then so I missed the bus a bit.

But politics was on everybody's hot this summer lists.

The cool kids were all rocking votes,

I shit you not, I was pistol whippin' cops for hip hop

BooYea!

I'm a soap box yelling into megaphones.

Killing hard rocks using carcasses as stepping stones.

Had to promise that I'd stop holding my marches

the day that Chris Columbus got crucified in golden arches.

My pedestal was too tall to climb off,

In fact that's the reason for the high horse.

And from up here I see marines and hummers on a conquest,

Underdogs with wonderbras in a push up contest,

All for the sake of military recruitment.

It felt like Kent State the way they targeted the students,

I galloped off whistling "Ohio."

The rest of them, stuck doing stand up at a cricket convention.

But what they'd die for

is it the same machine that leaves the quality of life poor

An abominable colony of cyborgs.

Clogging up the property that I call eyesores.

That clever ad campaign ain't worth

The time taken from minimum wage labor.

I don't care how half naked or fake she looks,

She smells like dirty cash and aged paper books.

So what'd she die for,

Slow down Gandhi your killin'em

Slow down Gandhi your killin'em.

Now it's whistle blower vs. the pistol holder;

Case dismissed, they'll lock you up and throw away the key witness.

Justice is the whim of a judge, check his chest density.

It leaves much room for error, and the rest left to destiny.

The West Memphis 3 lost paradise (www.wm3.org),

It's death penalty vs. suicidal tendencies.

All I wanted was a fucking Pepsi.

Institution.

Making you think you're crazy is a billion dollar industry.

If they could sell sanity in a bottle they'd be charging for compressed air,

and marketing healthcare.

They demonize welfare.

Middle class eliminated, rich get richer

till the poor get educated.

But some of y'all still haven’t grown into your face,

And your face doesn't quite match your head.

And I'm waiting for a brain to fill the dead space that's left,

You're all, "give me ethnicity or give me dreads."

Trustafundian rebel without a cause for alarm,

Cause when push turns to shove

You jump into your forefathers arms.

He's a banker, you're part of the system,

Off go the dreadlocks in comes the income.

The briefcase (the freebase)

The sickness (the symptom)

When the cameras start rollin'

stay the fuck outta the picture pilgrim!

The briefcase ( the freebase)

The sickness ( the symptoms)

When the cameras start rollin',

slow down Gandhi, you're killin'em.

Mr. Save The World, spare us the details.

Save the females from losing interest.

And Miss Save The Universe,

You're a damsel in distress.

Tied down to a track of isolated incidents

Generalize my disease,

I need a taste of what it's like

Living off the fat of kings.

I play the scab at your hunger strike.

Slow down Gandhi, you're killin'em.

One love, one life, one too many victims.

Republicrat, Democran, one party system.

Media goes in a frenzy,

They're stripped of their credentials.

Presidential candidates can't debate over this instrumental.

Let 'em freestyle, winner takes all,

When the music’s dead I'll have Ted Nugent’s head hangin' on my wall.

Kill one of ours, we'll kill one of yours.

With some friendly fire, that’s a funny term, like civil war.

Six in the morning, police at my crib.

Now my nights consists of two toothpicks and eyelids.

The crucifix and vitamins, music that is pirated.

New flavor food made of mutated hybrids.

Uh.

They tell me that it's not that bad.

And it fucks you up good, but its not that bad.

They hold on to these tails till it's the dog that wags.

God save us all if he lets the cat out the bag.

Who's the one to blame for this strain in my vocal chords?

Who can pen a hateful threat but can't hold a sword?

It's the same who complain about the global war,

But can't overthrow the local joker that they voted for.

They call the shots

(but they're not in the line of fire)

I call the cops

(but they break in the line of duty)

Lets call a stop to the abuse of authority.

The truth keeps callin' me, and I'ma live to tell the story.

So what's the truth, quit seeking forgiveness.

You need to cut the noose, but you don't believe in scissors

You support the troops by wearing yellow ribbons?

Just bring home our motherfuckin' brothers and sisters.

Cause they don't call the shots

( but they're in the line of fire)

I'd like to call the cops

( but they break in the line of duty)

It's time to call a stop

To the abuse of authority.

The truth keeps calling me

And I'ma live to tell the story.

[JStarr]

She was a paragon of soft scented chinois curls

She stood with nothing on

As we watched my flag unfurl

We fell in love so fast

That it spun my head around

Her coffee tawny skin

Sent my blood pressure up and down

Castilian blue

Castilian blue

I never ever thought

I'd be so taken by a girl like you

Lavender scented pillows

Gave a smell to her room

That when I smell it now

Sends my heart into a sad mood

Black men and her commitments

She had a problem with

And the mention of her father

Would cause her to get very miffed at me

Castilian blue

Castilian blue

I never ever thought

I'd be so taken by a girl like you

Bon bons and fishnet stockings

Used to settle any score

Till one day I felt the breeze awake me

Coming in through an open door

Recurring dreams

I see her in Mirabella Magazine

Multi-coloured babies

Running round behind her knee

She's long, long, gone

Castilian blue

Castilian blue

I never ever thought

I'd be so taken by a girl like you

We're on the negative side of love

I'm subject to all bizarre whims she fancies

I'm running escape to find the handle

Of the door she locks me up in

She's on the laughing side of sin

What have I done in all my past lives

(To end up on) This side of Love?

We're on a permanent twist of fate

She has dominion over time and torture

I'm pinching myself to convince me that

I'm in a living nightmare

The killer attraction of a dare

What have I done, emasculation

(To end up on) This side of Love?

If I should stay

(Will the beat go on?)

I must be strong

(We tell you every day)

Will I return

(To normal lovers again?)

Please peel my skin

('Cause my soul is burning)

We're on a roundabout whirl of scorn

The demons are smiling and the angels snoring

I feel like a stepchild Caeser that's been

Beaten and bruised to please her

Wearing a rusted ring of thorns

What have I done to piss the Gods off

(To end up on) This side of Love?

If I should stay

(Will the beat go on?)

I must be strong

(We tell you every day)

Will I return

(To normal lovers again?)

Please peel my skin

('Cause my soul is burning)

We're on the negative side of love

I see my condition as a sign of service

I'll snuggle up close to her knowing

That I'm practising my religion

Warming the barrel of a gun

This will be the deed that finds me next time

(On this side of)

(On this side of)

(On this side of) This side of Love

I remember when I met u, baby

U were on you're way to be wed

U were such a sexy thing

I loved the way you walked

The things you said

And I was so non-chalant

I didn't want you to be misled

But I've gotta have u, baby

I got to have you in my bed

And you said

But I just a virgin and I'm on my way to be wed

But you're such a hunk, so full of spunk

I'll give you

Head

Til you're burning up

Head

Til you get enough

Head

Til you're love is red

Head

Love you til you're dead

U know you're good, girl

I think you like to go down

U wouldn't have stopped

But I, I came on your wedding gown

And you said

I must confess, I wanna get undressed and go to bed

With that I jammed

You fool, U married me instead

Now morning, noon, and night

I give u

Head

Til you're burning up

Head

Til you get enough

Head

Til you're love is red

Head

Love you til you're dead

Head Head

Head Head

Head

Till you're burning up

Head

Til you get enough

Head

Til your love is red

Head

Love you til you're dead

Head Head

Head Head

Head Head

Head (U said I could)

Head Head

The glamour boys swear they are a diva

The glamour boys have it all under control

Always dancing and always laughing

The glamour boys are playing the role

The glamour boys never have no money

The glamour boys wear the most expensive clothes

The glamour boys are always at the party

Where the money comes from heaven only knows

I ain't no glamour boy - I'M FIERCE

I ain't no glamour boy - (snap)

I ain't no glamour boy - I'M FIERCE

I ain't no glamour boy

The glamour boys live off their ambition

The glamour boys have it all figured out

A very, very dubious position

When you got no clout

The glamour boys whole life is a gamble

They might get over or fall flat on their face

But if one does, there's no need to worry

Another G-Boy will take this place

I ain't no glamour boy - I'M FIERCE

The glamour boys don't think tomorrow

The glamour boys just need tonight to play

But just like things you can't afford on credit

Time catches up and you have to pay

The glamour boys are always on the guest list

You'll always find them in the hottest spots in town

They'll be your friend if you have fame or fortune

If you don't they won't be hanging 'round

I ain't no glamour boy - I'm FIERCE

[apsham]

Alkaline Trio: Hell Yes

This song displays my exact feelings towards religon right now... apart from the part about being a Satanist, although I have read up and it's not as bad as we're led to believe. It's basically about the singers relationship with God, since two of the band members are Satanists anyways.

I gave up on you a long time ago

How can you blame me?

We made plans to meet and you never showed

You kept me waiting

They said everything would work out just fine

They said you'd help me

But as it turns out it was all a lie

And they're off someplace far away laughing at me

You've been there for me one time in my life

But it didn't matter

You came and went so fast all my hope

And faith in you shattered

And now here I sit alone in this room

No one to confide in

You watched all my dreams come apart at the seams

You laughed, you left, you waited in hiding

Bless me dark father I have sinned

I've done it before and I'll do it again

Cuz it keeps me warm, and makes you smile

Been beneath me all the while

Hell yes

You gave up on me along time ago

I can't say I blame you

I rejected the faith in your holy rays

Is what it comes down to

They said everything would work out just fine

I just went crazy

But I'm better now having a good time

Being selfish, and drunken, and vulgar, and lazy

Bless me dark father I have sinned

I've done it before and I'll do it again

Cuz it keeps me warm, and makes you smile

Been beneath me all the while

Bless me dark father I can't win

Without you I'm as good as dead

Cuz you keep me warm, you make me smile

You've been on my shoulder all the while

Whispering sweet nothings

Whispering sweet nothings

Whispering sweet nothings

You've been whispering sweet nothings

[The Sultan of Swank]

Suburban Legends - Do It For The Kids

SL are a great ska band. This is just such a care free sort of song. It just seems to put me in a good mood when I'm a bit down and a great mood when I'm doing alright.

Sometimes it not enough

You start that crying then you empty that stuff

We try, we try, to make you happy it's true

Yes, you are crazy and we know that it's true

To the point that we don't know what to do

We nod and listen, smiling and grinning for you

You see, all the kids and horns like to dance

Good times aren't so special when ya,

Frown on the past

We are your mom and papa's nightmare

We dance for you to wash away your cares

Crackin' smiles even when we're sad

That's just the way goes

In a ska band

Kick the beat so you can grind on the floor

Something stinky, smells a stanky, oh no!

You best step back this ain't no joke

It's me

Breakin' hearts when we don't know

Which way a hearts suppose to go

We see your frown; I bet you smell that now

It's me

OK

You don't care

To come to me with tears

To say that it's not fair

To live

Only for your happiness

I would have never thought

Kindness would lead to this

We live

In a dirty world

Times are changing

People pushing

You and me

Have got a lot to learn

And it's all for you

Lets go out, run out this time

Do it for the kids, we'll do it right

[Guest N9Ne]

Black Star (talib kweli and mos def)-Hater Players

talib kweli]

Yes..

Every day somebody ask me where all the real mc’s is at?

They underground

There’s mad talented cats underground with that raw shit

Yaknowwhat’msayin? bringin them raw skills

YaknowwhatI’m sayin?

Really, to me..

It’s a small wonder, like vicki, why I’m picky

These niggas suck like hickies

And still get the shit they slip in like mickies

I’m sick of the hater-players, bring on the regulators

With the flavors like a farm team fucking with the majors

Like a river how I run through it, I do it so cold

Freezin up your bodily fluids, your style is old

You runnin your mouth, but don’t really know what you be talkin about

You should retire, get that complimentary watch, be out!

Yo, with the quickness, so swift you miss this lyrical fitness

Now get this, these emcees wanna test me like litmus, bear witness

I’m like shot clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots

My point is, your flow can stop!

By all means, you need more practice, take that ass home

Everybody lookin at you, fish tank syndrome

In full effect, I stay catchin lyrical rep

And keep it blacker than the back of your neck

What you expect, that shit’s hollerin

Cause we developin the followin

Gettin played like stone love tapes and dollar vans

Order reverse your universe so your demise is first

Before your rise it gets worse

You need a night nurse like gregory

Beggin me - stop it hurts! - is what you say to me

Like that’s supposed to mean somethin?

You the one I seen frontin in the club

Your act I don’t buy it, I got the dub

Come on everybody, come on just show your love

Come on everybody, come on just show your love

Come on everybody, come on just show your love

Come on everybody, come on just show your love

Come on everybody, come on just show your love

Chorus: *chanted in background*

Wo-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-uh-oh *repeated 4x*

[mos def]

Visions occupy my synaptic space

Command and shake, to illustrate my mind’s landscape

The tall grass, the low plains, the mountanous ridges

Thickets among the forests, rivers beneath the bridges

Presence of hilltops, lit up with tree tops

Eavesdrop; and hear the incline of sunshine, nine

Stones in orbit, refuse to forfeit

They all form a cipher, and they came to observe it

I follow suit, and face it, embrace it

Shinin bright, but still I’m careful not to waste it

Destined to rise, because I’m basement adjacent

Spirit is still so just chill and be patient

Some heads approach like I’m the one to base with

Clowns about to scream and shout but don’t say shh..

I ain’t your student so I ain’t to be tested

I’m majestic, I represent my strength without effort

My, method is unorthodox, but of course it rocks

My serious synopsis will drop kick, my topics

Run the gauntlets and galvanize the audience

I must represent, I don’t come off with no corniness

It’s all luminary, despite commentary

Some people say, mos how you get so?

My sign will make you jump around like calypso

And, murmur to yourself like a schizo

There ain’t no bottom on the ? ? ?

Chorus

[talib kweli]

Come on, come on, come on, come on

Here we go. blackstar, hop on the blackstar line

We bout to take y’all home.

Yaknowwhatimean? here we go...

We got all markets on lock

From meat to stock

Blackstar, what? throwin like head rock in bars

Men flock to where we are, cause it’s the place to be

Grab my paint, jump on stage and deface emcees

We sell our souls like spawn and come for the drone I sit upon

Freestyle or written songs so we can get it on!

Going back and forth, fallin back, all across the track

Passin the mic’s like quarterbacks

Of course it’s phat, get off of that!

Reverse psychology got em scared to say when shit is whack

Out of fear of being called a hater, imagine that!

We ain’t havin that reachin past the star status that you grabbin at

My battle raps blast your ass back to your natural habitat

So floss, cause what it costs ain’t worth it to me

Cause I’m the one these spice girl emcees wannabe

But they can’t, ain’t no points forever, so why bother?

Cause your girl calls my name out like clarence carter

Clarence carter, clarence carter!

(I be strokin, that’s what I be doin)

Aiyyo, as we rock harder

And always drop the bonified head nodders

Aiyyo, later for the hater-players

Yo-yo, yo-yo, later for these hater-players

Chorus

Blackstar keeps shining

Chorus

Blackstar keeps shining

[Assy]

"Going Hard" - Talib Kweli

(Hook)

I got a part to play, we going hard these days

Fuck the harder way, we doing it the harder way

To my god I pray, that's how I start my day

The bullets starts to spray the revolution starts today

I say the shit these people ain't got the heart to say

Fuck the harder way, we doing it the smarter way

To my god I pray, that's how I start my day

The bullets starts to spray the revolution starts today

(1st Verse)

You say you never scared there's kids in other countries

Making jerseys, jeans, and sneakers they could never wear

Parents never there, they're busy building homes they can't afford to buy

Cars they can't afford to drive

Working jobs that don't support their life

You busy screaming gangsta, gangsta all that talk is trife

You already know lost the fight if you don't know the cost of life

These kids is forced to fight a war they can't outrun

Ain't got no shoes but got a gun

Now where the fuck he pulled that out from?

People ask me how we wearing diamonds

When there's little kids in Sierra Leone

Losing arms for crying while they mining

Probably an orphan who's momma died of AIDS

He built a coffin working often but he never paid

Forever slaving in the world that's forever cold

Becoming the man of the house at 11 years old

This reality rap, I get inside the mentality that...

Terrorize you like a cowardly act

(Hook)

I got a part to play, we going hard these days

Fuck the harder way, we doing it the harder way

To my god I pray, that's how I start my day

The bullets starts to spray the revolution starts today

I say the shit these people ain't got the heart to say

Fuck the harder way, we doing it the smarter way

To my god I pray, that's how I start my day

The bullets starts to spray the revolution starts today

(2nd Verse)

I was sold to a sick European by a rich African battlin'

Middle Passages, I can't go back again

Battlin' years of denied history, lies and mysteries

Wives with misty eyes watchin' their husbands be beaten viciously

Battle in the wilderness of North America

Run by the river, only stoppin' to pray chased by predators

Terrorists with etiquette who vote and kill their president

Their capacity for evil so evident and prevalent

Ain't no hesitation involved, a nation dissolved

While we sit back waitin' to evolve

Those who would trade in their freedom

For their protection deserve neither

Not a name, not tradition

Religion, you learn Jesus

Turn the other cheek

Inherit the Earth, just stay meek

Fuck the way you speak

Try to run, we chop off your feet

Fast forward to 2004 we selling

Yo this ain't what I'm settling for

I want more, yo

(Hook)

I got a part to play, we going hard these days

Fuck the harder way, we doing it the harder way

To my god I pray, that's how I start my day

The bullets starts to spray the revolution starts today

I say the shit these people ain't got the heart to say

Fuck the harder way, we doing it the smarter way

To my god I pray, that's how I start my day

The bullets starts to spray the revolution starts today

[tristy]

I believe I can see the future

Because I repeat the same routine

I think I used to have a purpose

But then again

That might have been a dream

I think I used to have a voice

Now i never make a sound

I just do what I've been told

I really don't want them to come around again

Oh, no

[Chorus]

Everyday is exactly the same

Everyday is exactly the same

There is no love here and there is no pain

Everyday is exactly the same

I can feel thier eyes are watching

In case I loose myself again

Sometimes I think I'm happy here

Sometimes, yet I still pretend

I can't remember how this got started

But I can tell you exactly how it will end

[Chorus]

I'm writing on a little piece of paper

I'm hoping someday you might find

I'll hide it behind something

They won't look behind

I am still inside here

A little bit comes bleeding through

I wish this could have been any other way

But I just don't know- I don't know what else I can do!

Edited May 18, 2005 by Tristy

[ChrisSteeleAteMyHamster]

"A.M 180" by Grandaddy

We'll sit for days

And talk about things

Important to us like whatever

We'll defuse bombs

Walk marathons

And take on whatever together

[Bigal]

Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,

blue skies from pain.

Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?

Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?

Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze?

Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange

a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.

We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,

year after year,

running over the same old ground. What have we found?

The same old fears,

wish you were here.

[Ananas]

James Taylor - Carolina In My Mind

In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina

Can't you see the sunshine

Can't you just feel the moonshine

Ain't it just like a friend of mine

To hit me from behind

Yes I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

Karen she's a silver sun

You best walk her way and watch it shinin'

Watch her watch the mornin' come

A silver tear appearing now I'm cryin'

Ain't I goin' to Carolina in my mind

There ain't no doubt in no one's mind

That loves the finest thing around

Whisper something soft and kind

And hey babe the sky's on fire, I'm dyin'

Ain't I goin' to Carolina in my mind

In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina

Can't you see the sunshine

Can't you just feel the moonshine

Ain't it just like a friend of mine

To hit me from behind

Yes I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

Dark and silent late last night

I think I might have heard the highway calling

Geese in flight and dogs that bite

Signs that might be omens say I going, going

I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

With a holy host of others standing 'round me

Still I'm on the dark side of the moon

And it seems like it goes on like this forever

You must forgive me

If I'm up and gone to Carolina in my mind

In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina

Can't you see the sunshine

Can't you just feel the moonshine

Ain't it just like a friend of mine

To hit me from behind

Yes I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

Goin' to Carolina in my mind.

And I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind.

Goin' to Carolina in my mind.

[ROC]

Black Sabbath - Planet Caravan

We sail,

through endless skies,

stars shine like eyes,

the black night sighs.

The moon,

in silver trees,

falls down in tears,

light of the night.

The Earth,

a purple blaze,

of sapphire haze,

in orbit always.

While down,

below the trees,

bathed in a cool breeze,

silver starlight breaks down the night.

And so,

we pass on by,

the crimson eye,

of great god Mars,

as we travel...

the universe...