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Another "Whats in your CD player" thread

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posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 09:14 AM
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Metallica - Ride The Lightning



Guilty as charged
But damn it, it ain't right
There is someone else controlling me
Death in the air
Strapped in the electric chair
This can't be happening to me
Who made you God to say
"I'll take your life from you!"

Flash before my eyes
Now it's time to die
Burning in my brain
I can feel the flames

Wait for the sign
To flick the switch of death
It's the beginning of the end
Sweat, chilling cold
As I watch death unfold
Consciousness my only friend
My fingers grip with fear
What I am doing here?

Someone help me
Oh please God help me
They are trying to take it all away
I don't want to die
Time moving slowly
The minutes seem like hours
The final curtain call I see
How true is this?
Just get it over with
If this is true, just let it be
Wakened by the horrid scream
Freed from the frightening dream




-tts




posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 10:56 AM
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Tool - Swamp Song



My warning meant nothing.
You're dancing in quicksand.
Why don't you watch where you're wandering?
Why don't you watch where you're stumbling?
(You're wading knee deep and going in. 2x)
This bog is thick and easy to get lost in
cause you're a stupid, belligerent ******.
This bog is thick and easy to get lost in
cause you're a dumb ass, belligerent ******.
I hope it sucks you down.
(Doownnn 3x)

My warning meant nothing.
You're dancing in quicksand.
Why don't you watch where you're wandering?
Why don't you watch where you're stumbling?
You're wading knee deep and going in,
and you may never come back again.
This bog is thick and easy to get lost in
cause you're a stupid, belligerent ******.
This bog is thick and easy to get lost in
cause you're a dumb ass, belligerent ******.
I hope it sucks you down!

My warning meant nothing,
You're dancing in quicksand.
Why don't you watch where you're wandering?
Why don't you watch where you're stumbling?
You're wading knee deep and going in,
and you may never come back again.
This bog is thick and easy to get lost in
cause you're a stupid, belligerent ******.
This bog is thick and easy to get lost in
cause you're a dumb ass, belligerent ******.
I hope it suck, I hope it suck,
I hope it sucks you ******,
I hope it suck, I hope it suck,
I hope it sucks you down!

Wander in and wandering.
No one even invited you in.
But still you stumble in,
suffocate, so suffocate,
why don't you geeeeet awayyyy?
Wander in and wandering.
No one even invited you in.
But still you stumble in,
suffocate, so suffocate,
why don't you geeeeeet oooout while you can?

No one told you to coooooooooooooome!

My warning meant nothing,
You're dancing in quicksand
Why don't you watch where you're wandering?
Why don't you watch where you're stumbling?
You're wading knee deep and going in,
and you may never come back again.
This bog is thick and easy to get lost in
cause you're a stupid, belligerent ******.
This bog is thick and easy to get lost in
cause you're a dumb ass, belligerent ******.
I hope it suck, I hope it suck,
I hope it sucks you ******,
I hope it suck, I hope it suck,
I hope it sucks you.....




-tts



posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 11:59 AM
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Queens Of The Stone Age - Someones In The Wolf



Once you're lost in twillights's blue
You don't find your way, the way finds you...

Tempt the fates, beware the smile
It hides all the teeth, my dear,
What's behind them...

So glad you could stay
Forever

He steps between the trees, a crooked man
There's blood on the blade
Don't take his hand

You warm by the firelight, in twilight's blue
Shadows creep & dance the walls
He's creeping too..

So glad you could stay
Forever




-tts

Edit: Fix color.

[edit on 18-9-2006 by The_Truth_Seeker]



posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 12:06 PM
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Soundgarden - Holy Water

Holy water on the brain and Im losing sleep
Holy bible on the night stand next to me
As Im raped by another monkey circus freak
Trying to take my indignance away from me
from me

Holy water is rusting me
Holy water is rusting me
Rusting me
Rusting me

Bloody murder is the best Ive heard her scream
Holy devil in the flesh some might believe
And they take thine majesty so seriously
Cause its the big lies more likely to be believed
believed

Holy water is rusting me
Holy water is rusting me
Is rusting me

Damn the water if its life you want to drink
Mind your mother if it makes you feel at ease
As youre raped by another monkey circus freak
Cause its the big lies more likely to be believed

Holy water is rusting me
Holy water is rusting me
Is rusting me
Rusting me
Rusting me
Rusting me

[edit on 18/9/06 by Implosion]



posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 12:50 PM
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Soundgarden - Room A Thousand Years Wide

Listen, hear, he is inside
One who lives while others lie
I close my eyes and walk a thousand years
A thousand years that arent mine

It seems hes near me as I walk
One who loved what love denied
He lives these years that I walk blind
All these years cannot be mine

Tomorrow begat tomorrow
Begat tomorrow
Begat tomorrow

A thousand doors a thousand lies
Rooms a thousand years wide
He walks in the cold sun and wind
All these years will not begin

Tomorrow begat tomorrow
Begat tomorrow
Begat tomorrow



posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 01:08 PM
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Hoobastank - crawling in the dark





posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 01:09 PM
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Soundgarden - New Damage

When new damage comes
Its a faceless poison
A new world order
Its new damage done

The wreck is going down
Get out before you drown
The wreck is going down
Get out before you drown

When new damage comes
Its a new word for plague
A new world order
A new word for hate

The wreck is going down
Get out before you drown
The wreck is going down
Get out before you drown



posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 01:23 PM
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BOSTON ~MORE THAN A FEELING

I looked out this morning and the sun was gone
Turned on some music to start my day
I lost myself in a familiar song
I closed my eyes and I slipped away

Its more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)
I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)
till I see marianne walk away
I see my marianne walkin away

So many people have come and gone
Their faces fade as the years go by
Yet I still recall as I wander on
As clear as the sun in the summer sky

Its more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)
I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)
till I see marianne walk away
I see my marianne walkin away

When Im tired and thinking cold
I hide in my music, forget the day
And dream of a girl I used to know
I closed my eyes and she slipped away
She slipped awa y. she slipped away.

Its more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)
I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)
till I see marianne walk away
I see my marianne walkin away



[edit on 9/18/2006 by Stormrider]

[edit on 9/18/2006 by Stormrider]



posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 01:47 PM
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Journey ~ Lights


When the lights go down in the city
And the sun shines on the bay
I want to be there in my city
Ooh, ooh

So you think youre lonely
Well my friend Im lonely too
I want to get back to my city by the bay Ooh, ooh

Its sad, oh theres been mornings out on the road without you,
Without your charms,
Ooh, my, my, my

When the lights go down in the city
And the sun shines on the bay
I want to be there in my city
Ooh, ooh



posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 08:02 PM
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Cypress Hill - Strictly Hip-Hop

I neva rapped on an R&B record, and I neva will,
I got these phony mutha#as, talk about lets keep it real,
But they don't know how to take they own advisement,
Going out, do it solo on an advertisement, commercializing
#in' sell out, nigga, this is hip-hop, not fashion,
Get the hell out,
I'm taking out these so called gangsta niggas,
Takin' pictures, modeling clothes for small figures,
And I neva took another #in' MC's #,
And made it my first single, # a hit,
#in' hypocrite, you can get the dip, when I lick a shot off,
I'm gonna, end all of it,
It's a damn shame when you got all these fools in the record industry,
Sellin' out for the fame,
I just sit back and watch thes fools with their gimmiks,
Go down in flames, in the big game,

Zippidey-dooda, I smoke weed and I got brain damage,
But, I don't give a # cause I still manage,
To represent to the fullest,
No pop singles, and no actin' foolish,
To the studio gangsta with the articles,
In them magazines with the bitch editors,
Keep it real in the game,
Niggas got no shame,
Now A&R executives want all the fame,
Based on the videos, just a gang of silly hoes,
For the #-em industry that's take'n all ya dough,
I neva stole it, stole it all,
Just hard work, and sweat, for them platinum records on the wall,
Fools want me to fall,
I won't cause my roots are too thick and strong, like the chocolate Thai stick,
I hear niggas say no, but, I know they front,
Cause afta they shows they want me to smoke a blunt,
I don't respect a hypocrite, mutha#as I despise,
Cause me I tell the truth, even when I tell a lie,
All you bruthas in the game run a check,
Cause you get checked #ed off, with no respect,
Mutha#as

[edit on 18/9/06 by Implosion]



posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 08:19 PM
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Anderson Bruford Wakeman Howe



I can never ever play it or sing it
For it can never be shouted down
Or played ever stronger
As I feel this never ending
Pattern of nature

I don't believe in Devils
I don't believe in Demons
I only believe in you



posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 08:22 PM
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N.E.R.D. - Lapdance [NIИ Remix]

Dirty Dog
I'm, I'm a dirty dog
I'm a dirty dog
I'm, I'm a dirty dog
Dirty Dog
I'm a dirty dog
Dirty Dog

I'm an outlaw (I'm an outlaw)
Quick on the draw (Quick on the draw)
Somethin' you've never seen before (Never Seen)
And I dare a mother #er to come in my face
I got somethin' chrome (I got somethin' Chrome)
And I got it from home (I got it from home)
And it ain't a microphone (Ain't it a mic!)
And I dare a mother #er to come in my face
It's so real
It's How I Feel
It's this society
That makes a nigga wanna kill
I'm just straight ill
Ridin' my motorcycle down the streets
While politicians is soundin' like strippers to me
They keep sayin' but I don't wanna hear it...

Oooh baby you want me?
Oooh baby you want me?
Oooh baby you want me?
Well you can get this lap dance here for free
Now you can get this lap dance here for free
Well you can get this lap dance here for free
Oooh baby you want me?
Now you can get this lap dance here for free

It's a raw night (It's a raw night)
Who wants to bar fight? (Who wants to bar fight?)
Well come on alright (Well come on)
And I dare a mother #er to come in my face
Baseball bats (Baseball bats)
I got somethin' for that (I got somethin' for that)
It goes bla ka ka kat (You know what that is)
So I dare a mother#er to come in my face
It's so real
It's how I feel
It's this society
That makes a nigga wanna kill
I'm just straight ill
Ridin' my motorcycle down the streets
While the government is soundin' like strippers to me
They keep sayin' but I don't wanna hear it

Oooh baby you want me?
Oooh baby you want me?
Oooh baby you want me?
Well you can get this lap dance here for free
Now you can get this lap dance here for free
Well you can get this lap dance here for free
Oooh baby you want me?
Now you can get this lap dance here for free

When you think of Harvey, think of a Harley
Blue denim, spiked wrists and crombie
Lap-screws and tattoos that's all me
Two guns, both arm's feelin' like Fonzie
You can find me drunk, whip it it might crash
Or find me chillin with crackers, who like Clash
Find me in court smokin' that nice grass
Burnin' the flag, all in the name of white trash
It's Harvey baby, Christ on the arm I'm gnarly baby
# with me? Not hardly baby
And you know the flow, im Godly baby
So lets party baby
Chicks nick-name me pilot, they get high off my dick
I take 'em to my home, they call it the cock pit
Time for take off, their panties they drop quick
Now that's first class #in, and that' some fly #

Oooh baby you want me?
Oooh baby you want me?
Oooh baby you want me?
Well you can get this lap dance here for free
Well you can get this lap dance here for free
Well you can get this lap dance here for free
Oooh baby you want me?
Now you can get this lap dance here for free



posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 08:52 PM
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DJ Shadow - GDMFSOB (UNKLE Uncensored) [Featuring Roots Manuva]

Now this happens to be what they might call
Or what they might term a remix
A rethink, a rejiggle.

So who's that?
I see many lights before me...
Many lights!

Dark shadows
Nice Unkles
and a Rooty-toot Manuva

Swell then!
A shizzle

More bass.

Find me a space,
Find me a space on, on the beat, yeah!

Round chemist, menace
Who that met off for this vibe whore

Totally soft,
From jokey-jammin'
Now we plannin'
Now we mannin' that mission now

Rediss and dismantle, my spambo
Knockin' you down, come catch this sound
Heavy weight now, takin' you there
You made me take wow, wait now
Walk to the light, that baptism

Medicinal positionin'
Visit now we fishin' in my ginseng and acid
See my dick's never flacid
Tax machine
Leanin' and mean
Sweat 'til it hurts
Splurt my bambino
My Brian or my Eno
Oops-my-daisy,
Can't see your face never faze me
Love for day my oxi
Sonny is he crazy?
Yes y'all, chicks in the bathroom
They hippy high heels with the lippy
Now we sick to the back tooth
Uncouth, corner the room
They'll cut root now
Sonic yarp youth
See the light, see the truth now

You little piece of dick brained, horse #, slime sucking son of a whore!
You live with a cocksucking mynx, you scumbag, you low-lifed mother#er!

Badder boy, ship ahoy
Ghosts how we do this
We #ed up, we tucked up
Leave me to thief police car
Ride don't know me
Won't you walk with me slowly?
Yes y'all, you don't got no time to be stood
One doosh, one toosh
Irrigation, colonic
My trance for you, 'tronic
We on it like a sonic
We done it 'cos we dance from long time
The prime
Porky walky
See the codes on my
My walkie talkie

Breaker one nine, breaker ten to we stage you

True up to the faith
'cause it just can't be replaced
Put a poem on that dark place
See it from that dump state
Burn down that hate shootin'
Practiced in the state
With that snake that I sting you
That statement stage will
'cause most of the time we keep it all for real now

Goddamn mother#in' son of a bitch
Goddamn mother#in' son of a bitch

Most of the time we keep it all for real now

G.D.M.F.S.O.B.
Goddamn mother#in' son of a bitch, goddamn!
G.D.M.F.S.O.B.
Goddamn mother#in' son of a bitch

Everybody move!

More bass, bass, bass, bass...

Goddamn mother#in' son of a bitch
Goddamn mother#in' son of a

'cause most of the time we keep it all for real now

Goddamn mother#in' son of a bitch
Goddamn mother#in' son of a bitch
Goddamn mother#in' son of a bitch
Goddamn mother#in' son of a bitch

G.D.M.F.S.O.B.
Goddamn mother#in' son of a bitch, Goddamn!
G.D.M.F.S.O.B.
'cause most of the time we keep it all for real now
G.D.M.F.S.O.B.
Goddamn mother#in' son of a bitch, Goddamn!
G.D.M.F.S.O.B.
Goddamn mother#in' son of a bitch!

U.N.K.L.E
UNKLE
Shadow
Roots Manuva
Shwell then - Well then!
Yes y'all!
Shwell then - Well then!
Can you tell them?
'cause if you don't tell them, somebody will!

Goddaaaamn, mother#in', son of a biiiitch!

That's how we like it now.



posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 10:00 PM
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Jeru the Damaja - Whatever

Ayo...(what's up?)...there's a lotta mother#ers out here
with a style similar to mine nowadays you know what I mean?
(For reals) Be tryin' to like...they infiltrated the camp
and now they they wanna take the style and claim it for they
owns ya know? (That's how you feel?) But I'mma blow'em up
'cause it's just like whatever you know what I'm sayin'? (Whatever)

It's too strategical and mathematical
I rotate so fast that I appear invisible
I keep it chemical, but never subliminal
The force centrifugal and spiritual
You got static? Get grounded, 'cause I've mastered electrical
Mostly mental, but don't sleep on the physical
Ignorance got'em chatterin', one even said I was a son to him
Still my LP is fatter than
his or yours, took a two-year pause
Now that I'm back on the set my foes drop like hoe's drawers
in a brothel, only dealin' with what's logical
Applied science left MC's penetrable
The leader's stroke is apocalyptic
Hostile like Arabics in Israel with automatics
And if you want it, the Monks can make it hectic
Set it off, fire burn up Jack Frost and Santa Claus
Whatever you want to do, make it clever
Whatever, Whatever, Whatever

"And to all y'all crews...whatever"

Bound to blow up, but never disintegratin'
The ultimate MC equation
Ferromagnetic, ask my pops, it's genetic
That's why I'm a weedhead and not an alcoholic
Call it whatever you want to call it
Devils just know that it's some form of arithmetic
Hieroglyphic, 'cause you can picture this #
The state of hip-hop today is like hookers in politics
Got MCin' locked down like a convict
Blowin' up opposition as I maneuver through it
And to make sure it's overstood, I stick around
Popular like crime in ghetto neighbourhoods
Rock my crown like Shaka did, hold it down
# your mind up like Joe Jackson kids, check it out
So whatever you want to do, make it clever
Whatever, Whatever, Whatever

"I gotta do my thing...I represent"
"And to all y'all crews, whatever"

Fire, flames, heat up the competition
Spontaneous combustion, like the Pope's religion
your style of emceein' is Paganism
Your rhymes make no sense, just like a Roman Christian
But your niggas soup you up like Lipton
The Gwong Jan Lin of underground emceein' strikes again
The snake bites again, but I'm immune to the poisonous
venom, ask the devil, he knows I'm dangerous
Freak on the mic, but not sexual
Call me unalike 'cause my rhymes are never homo
Make you sad, like when Cher left Sonny Bono
Fire burn Giuliani, Pataki and Cuomo
Whatever you want to do, make it clever
Whatever, Whatever, Whatever

"I gotta do my thing...I represent"
"And to all y'all crews, whatever"



posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 10:21 PM
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Why?
The king of lies
Is alive
Look around
Look inside
Infidel [x3]
It begins here, it ends now
The prince must pay
His head or the crown
Rob the poor, slaughter the weak
Distort the law, perfect deceit

Do I need a gas mask?
Should I get inoculated?
Will this war last?
Will we be incincerated?
False gods
Death squads

Blind!!!

This is a catastrophe
Weapon systems activated
Puritans have invaded
This is a catastrohpe
To protect against the threat
Order must be kept [x3]

Do I need a gas mask?
Should I get inoculated?
Will this war last?
Will we be incincerated?
False gods
Death squads
Blind

The elephants march to war
Concede
Conform
Concede
Conform
Deny the big lie
My tribe
Join me
An alliance of defiance, in the warhead [x3]
An alliance of defiance
All are welcome here
Give me your tired, give me your sick, give me your indulgence and decadence [x3]
He lied, they died, keep the peasants terrified [x2]
This is a catastrophe
You must lead if they get me
On my command
Break free [x4]




[edit on 18-9-2006 by Lysergic]



posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 10:36 PM
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Band: Anti-Flag
Track: "State Funeral"
Album: For Blood and Empire


this is the sound of a dropping bomb

after years are we still all content
with being pawns in war game chess?
shuffled by king george and his english queen
on a board of autocracy

as fundamentalist citing stories and fables
of whose god is more righteously skilled
in whose gods' honor that we are all killed...

a dead ringer for armageddon
dead ringer dead!
a dead ringer for armageddon, yeah
dead ringer dead!
a dead ringer for armageddon
dead ringer dead!
this state funeral, we do not mourn

and still the wicked sleep
and dream of endless years of tyranny
passed on by incestuous means
skull and bone, freemason reigns

a dead ringer for armageddon
dead ringer dead!
a dead ringer for armageddon, yeah
dead ringer dead!
a dead ringer for armageddon
dead ringer dead!
this state funeral, we do not mourn

destroy all adversary - free yourself
erase the common enemy - free yourself
extinguishing the quarry - free yourself
through the smoke screen we seek out justice...




posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 10:49 PM
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Jeru the Damaja - Invasion

Police all on my dick like I shot somebody
Cause of these big ass lips and I rock my locks knotty
Life is getting hectic Tupac got shot in the nuts
You saw cops was corrupt when Rodney King got #ed up
With friends like these who needs enemies
Constantly harassing filling up my nuts like a Klansman
Snatching up a nigga for nuttin I heard bad guys wear black
So I guess I'm the mother#ing villain
Under pressure they got me under pressure
What's your name your address and phone number
Your occupation come down to the station
There's been a robbery they claim a nigga fit the description
It can't be, so I slides out on 'em
In ninety-five you gotta catch a nigga, if you want him
One to three, and five to ten
Bullies in blue suits son, with automatic weapons
I'm stressed, ready to blow up somethin'
The beast keep frontin'
Invasion

I was forced into a life of crime
Career criminal, now my career is crime
My mind is in a #ed up state
A brainwashed state, is the black man's fate in the ground
Or locked down upstate, when I was young I used to shoot for the stars
But got shot down by demons in patrol cars
Stars good cop, bad cop, stick up the crack spot
The ave won't get hot 'til one of their crew gets shot
Ask Larry Davis how much they took
Cops and crooks, but who's the crooks?
Take a nigga to jail, make bail, guilty or innocent
The system gets ten percent
Frontin like you're doin somethin
But you ain't sayin nothin
Invasion

Come up in my cipher best believe I'ma dip on that ass
Beast-boy I'm professional heart of the ghetto
Raised, in the ways of thugs
Dodgin slugs, takin slugs, driving stolen automobiles
Skills fantastical
Living life on the edge it's dramatic, mad drama
I'm a fanatic, adrenalin addict
Getaway car, stick shift or automatic
Where's my crew at, you got your crew scopin'
For a nigga up and down the Ave, it makes me laugh
Eat my nuts, eat my dust
I won't spend the night locked up or in handcuffs
Cuz in the concrete jungle, I got the right stuff
Smooth operator, pilot and navigator
Break out from oppression, my mission to escape
The
Invasion



posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 10:58 PM
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I be that nigga named Lys
a k a L-O-V-A L-O-V-A
# that #
Nigga what you wan say one time
Southside let's ride (say what)
And if you love what you do, do what you feel
Then I know you gonna mark my words
Yall drop # like birds
Then it's about the time for yo ass to get served
Just lay it on down
Just lay it on down
While we relax to the tight raps
And the phat tracks
That that nigga Timbaland put down
Oh yes, let's get it on down to the nitty grit
Don't have no time for the patient
Cuz I got more dick than a lil' bit
And time flies, when I'm havin' fun
I can make a hoe get like Forrest Gump and just "run baby run"
I guess that they can't handle this
Brothers just to scandalous
If you don't wanna get freaked
then get out my way like an ambulance (say what)
Gitty up gitty up ride up on the real, let death to the fake
And tell you boyfriend just to chill, don't playa hate
Kick back relax, and just take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea

[Timbaland (Crowds) - CHORUS]
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That-that rabbit (ohhh, c'mon)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
Fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That-that fat rabbit (uh oh)

[Ludacris - Verse Two]
Fatter than fat facts like a dove sack
Showin' them where that love's at
So open up your eyes and get a surprise like in CrackerJacks
Punan' Don happy
Givin' up that nappy dug out
Get the cut up, then I cut out
Why you standin there wit yo' butt out (whoo)
And it's always in the back of my mind
Wherever the place, whenever the time
Even in College Park, after dark, I'ma get my sunshine
Closer than close, closer than most, then I'm all up in ya
Beginner, give me a thigh, breast, and wing like Ms. Winner
And let dinner be served
Can I get it on a platter, shatter your bladder
and put so much light in yo' life I'll make the roaches scatter
The wetta the betta, I'm ready to get ya
Gotta have rabbit like that cheddar
So I can freak ya like I just met ya
Hot like a sauna, get comfy like in a Cadillac
Nick nack paddy wack give a dog a bone Jack
Kick back relax and just take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea

[Timbaland (Crowds) - CHORUS TWO]
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
That-that rabbit, girl (ohhh, c'mon)
Let me touch it, girl (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
Fat rabbit, girl (fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it, girl (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
That-that fat rabbit, girl (uh oh)

[Ludacris]
Yo' love is supa-cala-fragalistic
You don't know how bad I missed it
If it broke then don't fix it
Yo stuff is butta like a biscuit
Reminisce like Mary
I gotta pop that cherry
Kinda like that coochie
You wanna be my hoochie
Better than my advesary
Don't be so scary
I, never thought that you could act up
Make a nigga wanna back up
Keep it tight through the night while I wet this track up
So we can slip and slide
Make you wanna dip and dive
Trippin' while we rip and ride
Til I get to the coming side
Got you where I want yo ass
In the case of an emergency, break the glass
Keep yo eyes on the President, erase the past
We be happy if we had more blunts to pass
Get done up and run up
And the guts of yo butt don't shake like they used to
I wake 'em up like a rooster
Take it slow, not faster than a turbo rooster
No worry, no hurry
No pain, no gain
Keep yo eyes on strain
Cuz ain't a damn thing changed
Kick back, relax and take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea

[Repeat CHORUS TWO]

[Crowds]
Let me touch it, let me touch it
Let me feel it, let me feel it
Let me grab it, let me grab it
Fat rabbit, fat rabbit
[repeat x4]

[Timbaland]
Wha, uh huh
Yea
Dirty South, can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast, feel me
Dirty South, can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast, feel me
Dirty South, (uh huh) can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast



posted on Sep, 18 2006 @ 11:11 PM
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Jeru the Damaja - Scientifical Madness

Scientifical Madness
Scientifical Madness
My status is the baddest

Scientifical Madness
Scientifical Madness
My status is the baddest

There's a hole in the ozone layer
I'm rippin vampires
You think I give a #
Who's the biggest player
Or who's got the fattest bank roll
What is it if a man gains the world
And lose his own soul?
Bio-engineered mutated chickens
Niggaz lickin' one another
Brother killin' brother
And you demon mutha#as
Start coastal rivalries
The worlds greatest lust is jewelery
Mind Jah lick you with disease
So I inflict MC's like Ebola
Or some other man made cancer
# a two-hundred dollar sweater
We need to try and reach the niggaz
On the corner
But all we do is create drug dealers
Envy then creates murderers
Diamond rings, pretty hoes
Fat chains, expensive things
Just watch which way
Ya burner swings in this world of...

Scientifical Madness
Scientifical Madness
My status is the baddest

Scientifical Madness
Scientifical Madness
My status is the baddest

Chemical warfare
The telephoner acts like he lives here
The government is putting mad # in the air
Projects are strategically set-up
In the case that # erupt
They easily blown up
Poisonous gases
The so-called righteous help for the masses
But it's them that judge their own asses
Knowing what their task is
But still receding, ass backwards
Do you need to ask me who the devil is
Some may call it showbiz
I just call 'em hypocrites
'Cause they don't teach the children # positive
Like how a man should live
They only focus on the negative
So they're stuck in the ghetto
While you drive a car and got a condo
It's all for the dough yo
It's killing your own people
profits greater than Peneco
Forget about whats equal
In this world of...

Scientifical Madness
Scientifical Madness
My status is the baddest

Scientifical Madness
Scientifical Madness
My status is the baddest

Artificially inseminated
White bitches have babies most black youth are incarcerated
In the ghetto babies having babies but no loot
So most pregnancies are terminated
Warlocks keep the covenant
And the souls of the ignorant ones empower it
It's transparent
You see Uncle Sam as your parent
When Amerikkka has beef you jump up to defend it
But you can still be a defendant
Ask my co-defendant
And we're both innocent
Every black man in Amerikkka faces imprisonment
Ridicule and torment
But in this tournament
The chosen few shall be triumphant
And the devil will be decapitated
So you can keep your duckets
And your dresses, I wont be emasculated
In this world of...

Scientifical Madness
Scientifical Madness
My status is the baddest

Scientifical Madness
Scientifical Madness
My status is the baddest



posted on Sep, 19 2006 @ 08:16 AM
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Marylin Manson - Angel With The Scabbed Wings








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