Dj….Premier…
(Fred Durst)
Uh uh uh
Who could be the boss?
Look up to the cross
Stranded in the land of the lost
Standin up I’m sideways
I’m blazin up the path
Runnin’ on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
Lava stamps then brands me like a bar code
I’m bashin all the media strikes
To keep the media dykes
As reinforcements for the fight
And I don’t want to keep John Gotti on the phone
I’m tangled in the zone
I got the bees on the track
Where the fuck you at? (Tical!)
Let me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now
(Meth: Shut the fuck up!)
I’m pluggin in them social skills
That keep my total bills
Over a million
The last time I checked it
Thank God I’m blessed with a mind that’ll wreck it
Wait until the second round and knock em out
(Method Man)
They call me Big John Stud
My middle name Mud
Dirty water flow
Too much for you thug
And can’t stand the flood
What up Doc? Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd
The sureshot
Mr. Meth I’m unplugged (learn)
Temperatures too hot for sunblock (burn)
Playin wit minds
That get you state time
Locked behind 12 bars from a great mine
Killa bees in the club
Wit his ladybug
Brought a sword to the dance floor
Then cut her up
Love is love all day
Till they throw slugs
And take another life in cold blood
Can’t feel me til its your blood
Murder rates tremendous
Crime is endless
Same shit different day
Father forgive us
They know not what they do
All praise is due
I’m big like Easy
And Big Bamboo
Chorus(Meth) 2x
Whats that, I didn’t hear you
(Shut the fuck up)
Come on, a little louder
(Shut the fuck up)
Everybody in together now
(Shut the fuck up)
What huh
(Just shut the fuck up shut the fuck up)
(Meth)
Headstrong, dead calm (Method and Fred: GET RIGHT ON!)
Dead weight to dead wrong, let’s get it on
Twelve rounds I throw down, who hold crown
Protect land wit 4 pound, Limp Bizkit
Get around like merry-go, bust a scenario
Comin through your stereo, why risk it?
Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted
8 essential vitamins and minerals delicious
Word on the street is, they bit my thesis
Knocked out they front teefers, tryin to taste mine
Actin like they heard it through the grapevine
Dope fiendin for the bassline 2 for 5 rhyme
Pharmaceuticals – hard as nails to the cuticles
Where you find that monster she beautiful
Wu Tang and Limp Bizkit roll on the set
Kick a hole in the speaker pull the plug and inject
(Fred Durst)
Mic check
So whats it all about? (bout)
And where we gonna run? (run)
Maybe we can meet up on the sun
Discretion is advised
For the blood of virgin eyes
We limpin on the track with the Method
So get the sunblock (sunblock)
You gettin one shot (haa)
Until you dissolve
I revolve
Around everything you got
From outta nowhere
Prepare
You be blinded by the glare
I told you not to stare
Now you’re turned into stone
Without a microphone
But don’t you forget you’re in a zone
(So shut the fuck up)
And take that shit back
Cuz all your shits wack
(Doo doo is doo doo)
When its weighed out like that
Burnin up your brain like a piston
So all those that didn’t listen
Now they even knew what they were missin
And never even knew that the sky was fallin’ down
Wu Tang Clan for the crown
Chorus 2x
(Meth)
It was over your head
All day and every day
S I N Y 10304
Wu Tang Killa Bees
And the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T
Y’all know the time
Y’all know the rhyme
It ain’t easy bein greazy in a world full of cleanliness
And, you know, all that other madness
We gone Peace
Limp Bizkit
Method Man
5:30 in the morning and I haven’t been to sleep
A pair of raggedly ass ProWings on my feet
Ten dollars in my pocket and now I’m on the creep
to the double up spot cos the shit is comin cheap
It’s 1984 and the rocks is all fat
Southern California LA is where it’s at
I’m smokin like a motherfuckin choo choo train
Big cocaine inside my brain aah
But nobody knows that I’m on the hype
Use to be in CREAM well now I hit the pipe
Face sucked in, yellow tooth grin
No bitches, no friends, no ends to spend
I’m stuck like a rat in a sticky ass trap
and I sold everything but my motherfuckin gat
I got a habit like a rabbit and I wanna stop it
but I can’t cos I’m locked ‘n da closet
Bridge:
Oh make me wanna holler, right into my life
Oh make me wanna holler, right into my life
Oh make me wanna holler, right into my life
Listen homey
No rehabilitation, no wantin to talk to…
Doin crimes on every fuckin place I can walk to
I still get props in the hood when I stroll by
Cos niggas don’t know that I’m smokin like Popeye
Mama’s in the kitchen cookin rice
Daddy’s in the pen doin life
Sister gotta husband, she’s a wife
And I’m in the backyard hittin the pipe
It’s been three or four months since I started usin
It’s a uphill battle and now I know I’m losin
I go to the spots where my face ain’t familiar
and I cook here jack cos I don’t know these niggas
I’m livin like a peasant and it ain’t pleasant
I think I need to change my direction
I got the five dollar piece now I’m all in the carpet
in the dark cos I’m locked ‘n da closet
Chorus:
Someone’s knockin at the door, somebody’s ringin a bell
Somebody’s locked n da closet, somebody’s goin to hell
Do me a favour, open the door and let em have it
Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah
One year done passed and now I’m lookin dusty
Disgusted because my own mama don’t trust me
My sister’s on the trip cos she knows I’m on the hit
And I can’t take this shit
There’s a rumour goin round that I’m puffin heavily
and my neighbours is lookin at me crazy, G
I guess they figured out that I broke in they house
and stole all they shit while they was out
My sister told my aunt and my aunt told Pam
and Pam let it slip to that bitch Roxanne
Roxanne told Bill and Bill told Duke
Now the whole hood knows that I play the flute
But before I lost my respect
I didda lick your dumb ass on a jet, SHIT!
Now I’m back to life, yeah I’m back to reality
Ain’t no side effects or technicalities
There’s one thing about it when your life is fucked
At the bottom the only way to go is up, aah
No more cocaine bitches
I kick the door off the motherfuckin hinges
I’m out the closet *screaming*
Chorus:
Someone’s knockin at the door, somebody’s ringin a bell
Somebody’s locked n da closet, somebody’s goin to hell
Do me a favour, open the door and let em have it
let em have it
Someone’s knockin at the door, somebody’s ringin a bell
Somebody’s locked n da closet, somebody’s goin to hell
Do me a favour, open the door and let em have it
Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah
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(Chorus)
I spit game wit the n word
brothers make slang for n word slang
I slang cane and others thangs for n word slang
and lease be the blame for n word nigga
(Trick Daddy)
you know me nigga
I don’t know you my nigga
here’s what must go through my nigga
go get with ya crew my nigga
tell rush round here for I do y’all niggas
cause I’m straight chillin my nigga
ex-con ex-dope dealer my nigga
I ain’t trippin but I’m chillin my nigga
and I ain’t scared of none of y’all niggas
I will count my flow right in front y’all niggas
I will kill ever one of y’all niggas
cock my 45 and go to gunning y’all niggas
I will ever one of y’all niggas
nigga
(Chorus)
(Deuce Poppito)
I am off da my nigga
smoking marijuana in the range my nigga
getting brains
real niggas do things my niggas
we spittin flames with motherfuckin thangs nigga
I will take it to ya whole squad my nigga
word to god my nigga
I got ? but rather get hard my nigga
? at the neighborhood park my nigga
what you say young nigga
slip n slide ain’t got guns young nigga
got funds young nigga
dumb nigga
get ya for motherfuckin ones
and turn you news into none
nigga
(chorus)
(C.O.)
yo my nigga
I’m c.o. nigga
you better slow yo roll my nigga
nigga
and that’s word to buddy roe my nigga
so why should I give a fuck about a ho nigga
I’m a go get ya nigga
I can get the ? to da floor (let em know ny nigga)
that’s how it go my nigga
I’m go lock it down from the door my nigga
that’s fo sho my nigga
(Trick Daddy)
and I got ya back my nigga
everywhere I go I be strap
you bet my nigga
and on top of that do be a ?
its all good you know I got stacks my nigga
we rob banks my nigga
and we are the only ones smoking stank my nigga
we runnin through the bitches that you cant my nigga
fuckin round with us we will leave you stank my nigga
nigga
(chorus) – 2X
(Deuce Poppito)
whats up my nigga
I’m bout to nut my nigga
bout to but the gat to ya gut my nigga
whats up I’m bout splash me a nigga
bout mash me a trigga
I’m bout to blast me a nigga
you shouldn’t have played with my cock my nigga
it smells like gun smoke my nigga
you bout to bleed to ya death my nigga
take ya last breath my nigga
what you think this my nigga
I will slide in ya crib
and put six in ya wig my nigga
that’s how we play my nigga
with a a.k. hide in ya driveway my nigga
you can run but you cant get away my nigga
I’m go let the click spray my nigga
from the shy to the m.i.a. my nigga
slip n slide niggas don’t play my nigga
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lembro que tu disse
que apesar de estar com ele
tudo que querias
era estar aqui comigo
por favor n?o me diz isso
n?o machuca o cora??o
esse cara ? meu amigo
e eu n?o quero confus?o
n?o chega mais perto
n?o quero te ver
tudo que eu sentia
ainda existe em mim
e n?o me olhe assim
procure entender
que tudo que eu quero
? n?o querer voc?
acho bom tu te apressar e ent?o
tomar uma decis?o
sen?o o tempo passa
e tudo acaba em solid?o
por favor, pensa como eu
vamos conversar ent?o
e se algo aconteceu
eu n?o vou dar continua??o
chega mais perto
eu quero te ver
todu que eu sentia
cresceu dentro de mim
e j? que ? assim
nem quero saber
pois tudo que eu quero
? n?o perder voc?
(? ficar com voc?)
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Driving in my car, smoking my cigar,
The only time I’m happy’s when I play my guitar.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.*
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Singing in my yacht, what a lot I got,
Happiness is something that just cannot be bought.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
I’ve been in and I’m out, I’ve been up and down,
I don’t want to go until I’ve been all around.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
What’s it all about, anyone in doubt,
I don’t want to go until I’ve found it all out.**
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
* Live Cream: Jack sings yeh over Eric’s ah
**Live Cream: I don’t want to go until I’ve sussed it all out
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Some people say my love cannot be true
Please believe me, my love, and I’ll show you
I will give you those things you thought unreal
The sun, the moon, the stars all bear my seal
Follow me now and you will not regret
Living the life you led before we met
You are the first to have this love of mine
Forever with me ’till the end of time
Your love for me has just got to be real
Before you know the way I’m going to feel
I’m going to feel
I’m going to feel
Now I have you with me, under my power
Our love grows stronger now with every hour
Look into my eyes, you’ll see who I am
My name is Lucifer, please take my hand |
Oh yeah!
Some people say my love cannot be true
please believe me, my love, and I’ll show you
I will give you those things you thought unreal
The sun, the moon, the stars all bear my seal
Oh yeah!
Follow me now and you will not regret
leaving the life you led before we met
You are the first to have this love of mine
forever with me ’till the end of time
Your love for me has just got to be real
before you know the way I’m going to feel
I’m going to feel
I’m going to feel
Oh yeah!
Now I have you with me, under my power
Our love grows stronger now with every hour
Look into my eyes, you will see who I am
my name is Lucifer, please take my hand
Oh yeah!
Follow me now and you will not regret
leaving the life you led before we met
You are the first to have this love of mine
forever with me ’till the end of time
Your love for me has just got to be real
before you know the way I’m going to feel
I’m going to feel
I’m going to feel
Oh yeah!
Now I have you with me, under my power
Our love grows stronger now with every hour
Look into my eyes, you will see who I am
my name is Lucifer, please take my hand
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Appendages flailing, you’re running at me
Ferocious, tenaciously clawing at me
The devious gelatin holding me fast
Miraculous now you let me move past
Over the wall rushing rivers of sleaze
The tips of stalactites incising my knees
A slipper, a sand dollar day at the shore
Nice evening at home that I dread even more
Would you please
Make clear to me
I’m peering out through your opacity
Though you rehearse
Tomorrow’s verse
Forgive me if I don’t sing in your key
Look back on those days when my life was a haze
The gelatin lay on a truncated sleigh
Copernicus drank from a vessel that stank
The free masons crank to the overflow tank
Bane of the weasel, for biding his fun
Jump on the turnstile and watch me go ’round
Swim with the cactus and float with the stone
I try to convey what you strive to condone
Da da, da da, da-da, da da doo
Da da, da da, da-da, da da doo
Da da, da da, da-da, da da da-da da da da da do
Would you please
Make clear to me
I’m peering out through your opacity
Though you rehearseTomorrow’s verse
Forgive me if I don’t sing in your key
Would you please (In all that dust and stone)
Make clear to me (And when you see me)
Why nothing is the first thing that I see
(???possibly “Don’t Go”)
And if you do (In all that dirt and stone)
And I see you (And when you see me)
Then you will be the nothing left for me
(???possibly “Don’t Go”)
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| The city council met last night the vote was one to six – Denying access to our town by TV’s “G.E. Smith” – The Mayor cited nightmares had by his daughter Eileen – She dreamed that ugly fucker’s face popped out the friggin’ screen – They said no, they said no way. – Not in my Back yard he can not stay – That eyesore is a stain upon our nation – If you think he’s livin’ by me there’s no way – G.E. felt the set back but refusing to surrender – He bought a house disguised as the guitarist of the Pretenders – But at the party we like to throw for new homeowners – we caught him when he couldn’t play the lead from “Tattooed Love Boys” – They said no, they said no way. – Not in my Back yard he can not stay – That eyesore is a stain upon our nation – If you think he’s livin’ by me there’s no way – A man has got the right to homestead anywhere he can – but that just begs the question, What exactly is a man? – Blond Frankenstein with Dutchboy hair would hardly qualify – So we must live free of this Hall & Oats reject or die – They said no, they said no way. – Not in my Back yard he can not stay – That eyesore is a stain upon our nation – If you think he’s livin’ by me there’s no way |
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