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Notorious BIG – One More Chance

Posted in Important Music, Other Soundz on Grudzień 23, 2012 by vlv0vlv

First things first, I Poppa, freaks all the honies
dummies, playboy bunnies, those wantin’ money
those the ones I like cause they don’t get nathin’
but penetration, unless it smells like sanitation
‚Garbahge’, I turn like doorknobs
heart throb, never, black and ugly as ever
however, I stay Gucci down to the socks
rings and watch filled with rocks
and my jam knock in the Mitsubishi
girls pee pee when they see me
navajos creep me in they tee pee
as I lay down laws like Allan Coppett
Stop it – if ya think theyre gonna make a profit
don’t see my ones, don’t see my guns – get it
now tell ya friends Poppa hit it then split it
in two as I flow with the Junior M.A.F.I.A.
I don’t know what the hell’s stoppin ya
I’m clockin ya, Versace shade watchin ya
once ya grin, I’m in, game begin
first I talk about how I dresses this
In diamond necklasses – stretch Lexuses
The sex is just immaculate from the back I get
deeper and deeper, help ya reach the
climax that your man can’t make
call him, tell him you’ll be home real late
now sing the break

Faith: Baby….all I need is one more chance, I can help you find yourself
You don’t need nobody else
B.I.G.: I got the good luv girl ya didn’t know (x2)

Sick of that song on how it’s so long
thought he worked his until I handled my biz
there I is; Major Payne like Damon Wayans
Low Down Dirty Demon like his brother Keenan
schemin, don’t leave ya girl round me
true player for real, ask Puff Daddy (yeah)
you ringin bells with bags from Chanel
Baby Benz, traded in your Hyundai Excel
Fully equipped, CD changer with the cell
She beeped me, meet me at twelve
Where you at? flippin jobs, payin’ car notes?
While I’m swimmin in ya women like the breast stroke
Right stroke, left stroke was the best stroke
Death stroke – tongue all down her throat
Nuthin left to do but send her home to you
I’m through – can ya sing the song for me, boo?

Faith: Baby….all I need is one more chance, I can help you find yourself
You don’t need nobody else
B.I.G.: I got the good luv girl ya didn’t know (x2)

So, what’s it gonna be? Him or me?
we can cruise the world with pearls, gator boots for girls
the envy of all women, crush linen
Cartier wrist-wear with diamonds in em
the finest women I love with a passion
ya man’s a wimp, I give that ass a good thrashin
high fashion – flyin into all states
sexin me while ya man masturbates
Isn’t this great? Your flight leaves at eight
Her flight lands at nine, my game just for rhyme
lyrically I’m supposed to represent
I’m not only the client, I’m the player president

Metallica – Welcome Home

Posted in Important Music, Other Soundz on Wrzesień 1, 2012 by vlv0vlv

Welcome to where time stands still
No one leaves and no one will
Moon is full, never seems to change
Just labeled mentally deranged
Dream the same thing every night
I see our freedom in my sight
No locked doors, no windows barred
No things to make my brain seem scarred

Sleep my friend and you will see
That dream is my reality
They keep me locked up in this cage
Can’t they see it’s why my brain says rage

Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone

Build my fear of what’s out there
And cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
Assuring me that I’m insane
They think our heads are in their hands
But violent use brings violent plans
Keep him tied, it makes him well
He’s getting better, can’t you tell?

No more can they keep us in
Listen, damn it, we will win
They see it right, they see it well
But they think this saves us from our hell

Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone
Sanitarium, just leave me alone

Fear of living on
Natives getting restless now
Mutiny in the air
Got some death to do
Mirror stares back hard
Kill, it’s such a friendly word
Seems the only way
For reaching out again

I Like Trains!

Posted in Important Music, Other Soundz on Sierpień 20, 2012 by vlv0vlv

I LIKE TRAINS

Hey! Have you heard of the I Like Trains kid?
He’s pretty cool, but I think there’s something wrong with him
I don’t know if he’s cursed, or if it’s something with his brain
But the only thing he ever says is:

I LIKE TRAINS

From birth the I Like Trains kid never spoke a word
Not even to his parents, not a single sounds was heard
But on the first day of school the teacher asked his name
All he did was smile as he said:

I LIKE TRAINS

They put him on some Ritalin to see if that would help
The doctor found the perfect dose and asked him how he felt
He stared at the doctor with that same creepy smile
And the I Like Trains kid said:

„I feel great!”

He got a fancy job and he straightened out his life
He met a nice girl who he asked to be his wife
As they stood at the altar, and prepared to say their vows
He put a ring on her finger, and he said:

I LIKE TRAINS

Got bad grades? I like trains!
Awkward date? I like trains!
Don’t like trains? …

I LIKE TRAINS

Matisyahu – Jerusalem (Out Of Darkness Comes Light)

Posted in Important Music, Other Soundz on Lipiec 27, 2012 by vlv0vlv

Jerusalem – Matisyahu
[Chorus]
Jerusalem, if I forget you,
fire not gonna come from me tongue.
Jerusalem, if I forget you,
let my right hand forget what it’s supposed to do.

In the ancient days, we will return with no delay
Picking up the bounty and the spoils on our way
We’ve been traveling from state to state
And them don’t understand what they say
3,000 years with no place to be
And they want me to give up my milk and honey
Don’t you see, it’s not about the land or the sea
Not the country but the dwelling of his majesty

[chorus]

Rebuild the temple and the crown of glory
Years gone by, about sixty
Burn in the oven in this century
And the gas tried to choke, but it couldn’t choke me
I will not lie down, I will not fall asleep
They come overseas, yes they’re trying to be free
Erase the demons out of our memory
Change your name and your identity
Afraid of the truth and our dark history
Why is everybody always chasing we
Cut off the roots of your family tree
Don’t you know that’s not the way to be

[chorus]

Caught up in these ways, and the worlds gone craze
Don’t you know it’s just a phase
Case of the Simon says
If I forget the truth then my words won’t penetrate
Babylon burning in the place, can’t see through the haze
Chop down all of them dirty ways,
That’s the price that you pay for selling lies to the youth
No way, not ok, oh no way, not ok, hey
Aint no one gonna break my stride
Aint no one gonna pull me down
Oh no, I got to keep on moving
Stay alive

[chorus]

Eminem – Role Model

Posted in Important Music, Other Soundz on Czerwiec 17, 2012 by vlv0vlv

OK, I’m going to attempt to drown myself
You can try this at home
You can be just like me!

Mic check one two.. we recordin?
I’m cancerous, so when I diss you wouldn’t wanna answer this
If you responded back with a battle rap you wrote for Canibus
I strangled you to death then I choked you again
Then break your fuckin legs till your bones poke through your skin
You beef wit me, I’ma even the score equally
Take you on Jerry Springer, and beat yer ass legally
I get you blunted off of funny home grown
Cause when I smoke out I hit the trees harder than Sonny Bono
(Ohh no!!) So if I said I never did drugs
That would mean I lie AND get fucked more than the President does
Hillary Clinton tried to slap me and call me a pervert
I ripped her fuckin tonsils out and fed her sherbet (Bitch!)
My nerves hurt, and lately I’m on edge
Grabbed Vanilla Ice and ripped out his blonde dreads (Fuck you!)
Every girl I ever went out wit is goin lez
Follow me and do exactly what the song says:
smoke weed, take pills, drop outta school, kill people and drink
And jump behind the wheel like it was still legal
I’m dumb enough to walk in a store and steal
So I’m dumb enough to ask for a date with Lauryn Hill
Some people only see that I’m white, ignorin skill
Cause I stand out like a green hat with a orange bill
But I don’t get pissed, y’all don’t even see through the mist
How the fuck can I be white, I don’t even exist
I get a clean shave, bathe, go to a rave
Die from an overdose and dig myself up out of my grave
My middle finger won’t go down, how do I wave?
And this is how I’m supposed to teach kids how to behave?

Now follow me and do exactly what you see
Don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me!
I slap women and eat shrooms then O.D.
Now don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me!

Me and Marcus Allen went over to see Nicole
When we heard a knock at the door, must have been Ron Gold’
Jumped behind the door, put the orgy on hold
Killed em both and smeared blood in a white Bronco (we did it!)
My mind won’t work if my spine don’t jerk
I slapped Garth Brooks out of his Rhinestone shirt
I’m not a player just a ill rhyme sayer
That’ll spray an Aerosol can up at the ozone layer (psssssssh)
My rap style’s warped, I’m runnin out the morgue
witcha dead grandmother’s corpse to throw it on your porch
Jumped in a Chickenhawk cartoon wit a cape on
And beat up Foghorn Leghorn with an acorn
I’m bout as normal as Norman Bates, with deformative traits
A premature birth that was four minutes late
Mother.. are you there? I love you
I never meant to hit you over the head with that shovel
Will someone explain to my brain that I just severed
a main vein with a chainsaw and I’m in pain?
I take a breather and sighed; either I’m high, or I’m nuts
Cause if you ain’t tiltin this room, neither am I
So when you see your mom with a thermometer shoved in her ass
Then it probably is obvious I got it on with her
Cause when I drop this solo shit it’s over with
I bought Cage’s tape, opened it, and dubbed over it

I came to the club drunk with a fake ID
Don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me!
I’ve been with 10 women who got HIV
Now don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me!
I got genital warts and it burns when I pee
Don’t you wanna grow up to be just like me!
I tie a rope around my penis and jump from a tree
You probably wanna grow up to be just like me!!!

2Pac – Dear Mama

Posted in Important Music, Other Soundz on Maj 26, 2012 by vlv0vlv

When I was young me and my mama had beef
Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time, I never thought I’d see her face
Ain’t a woman alive that could take my mama’s place
Suspended from school, and scared to go home, I was a fool
with the big boys, breaking all the rules
I shed tears with my baby sister
Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids
And even though we had different daddy’s, the same drama
When things went wrong we’d blame mama
I reminisce on the stress I caused, it was hell
Hugging on my mama from a jail cell
And who’d think in elementary?
Hey! I see the penitentiary, one day
And running from the police, that’s right
Mama catch me, put a whooping to my backside
And even as a crack fiend, mama
You always was a black queen, mama
I finally understand
for a woman it ain’t easy trying to raise a man
You always was committed
A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it
There’s no way I can pay you back
But the plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

Lady
Don’t ya know we love ya? Sweet lady
Dear mama
Place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated
Don’t ya know we love ya?

Now ain’t nobody tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn’t there
He passed away and I didn’t cry, cause my anger
wouldn’t let me feel for a stranger
They say I’m wrong and I’m heartless, but all along
I was looking for a father he was gone
I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
They showed a young brother love
I moved out and started really hanging
I needed money of my own so I started slanging
I ain’t guilty cause, even though I sell rocks
It feels good putting money in your mailbox
I love paying rent when the rent’s due
I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you
Cause when I was low you was there for me
And never left me alone because you cared for me
And I could see you coming home after work late
You’re in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate
Ya just working with the scraps you was given
And mama made miracles every Thanksgiving
But now the road got rough, you’re alone
You’re trying to raise two bad kids on your own
And there’s no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

Lady
Don’t ya know we love ya? Sweet lady
And dear mama
Place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated
Don’t ya know we love ya?

Pour out some liquor and I reminisce, cause through the drama
I can always depend on my mama
And when it seems that I’m hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in focus
When I was sick as a little kid
To keep me happy there’s no limit to the things you did
And all my childhood memories
Are full of all the sweet things you did for me
And even though I act crazy
I gotta thank the Lord that you made me
There are no words that can express how I feel
You never kept a secret, always stayed real
And I appreciate, how you raised me
And all the extra love that you gave me
I wish I could take the pain away
If you can make it through the night there’s a brighter day
Everything will be alright if ya hold on
It’s a struggle everyday, gotta roll on
And there’s no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

Sweet lady
And dear mama

Dear mama
Lady [x3]

Son Of Saturn feat ATMA – Pranic Mystery

Posted in Important Music, Other Soundz on Maj 17, 2012 by vlv0vlv