Another "Whats in your CD player" thread

This is not
This is not
This is not

I hate this!!!

Lines and the light stream
Screaming by the scream
Burning down
Not me you see me suffer
Haunted by your spirit
Undead by your spit
Taunted by yourself alive
Dazed and burning state
Hazed and spinning fate
Dazed and Burning
I say I cant come
You say this aint home
Hating this I mouth your name

This is not my life
This is not my home
This is not me
I Hate this!

This is not my life
This is not my home
This is not me
I Hate this!

Your voice in my mind
Come home it aint time
Burned down
Not me you see me suffer
Solace to inspire
Lowness to my fire
Taunted by yourself alive

Dazed and burning state
Hazed and spinning fate
Dazed and burning
I say I cant come
You say this aint home
Hating this I mouth your name

This is not my life
This is not my home
This is not me
I Hate this!

This is not my life
This is not my home
This is not me
I Hate this!

I Hate this!
I Hate this!
I Hate this!
I Hate this!




[edit on 9-11-2006 by Lysergic]

We're in the building where they make us grow
And I'm frightened by the liquid engineers
Like you

My mallory heart is sure to fail
I could crawl around the floor just like I'm real
Like you

The sound of metal I want to be you
I should learn to be a man
Like you

Plug me in and turn me on
Oh everything is moving now

I need my treatment it's tomorrow they send me
Singing "I am an American"
Do you?

Picture this if i should make the change
I'd love to pull the wires from the wall
Did you?

And who are you and how could I try?
Here inside I like the metal
Don't you?

All I know is no one dies
I'm still confusing love with need

Stereo MC's - Connected



Somethin' aint right
gunna get mahself
gunna get mahself connected

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i love this tune

[Verse One:]

Hey, you, get off my cloud
You don't know me and you don't know my style
Who be gettin flam when they come to a jam?
Here I am here I am, the Method Man
Patty cake patty cake hey the method man
Don't eat Skippy, Jif or Peter Pan
Peanut butter, cuz I'm not butter
In fact I snap back like a rubber
band, I be Sam Sam I am
And I dont eat green eggs and ham
Style will hit ya, wham!, then goddamn
You be like oh # that's the jam
Turn it up now hear me get buckwu-wu-wild
I'm about to blow light me up
Upside downside inside and outside
Hittin you from every angle there's no doubt
I am, the one and only Method Man
The master of the plan wrappin # like Saran
Wrap, with some of this and some of that
Hold up (what?) I tawt I tat I putty tat
Over there, but I think he best to beware
Of the diggy dog # right here
Yippy yippy yay yippy yah yippy yo
Like Deck said this aint your average flow
Comin like rah ooh ah achie kah
Tell me how ya like it so far baby paw
The poetry's in motion coast to coast and
Rub it on your skin like lotion
What's the commotion, oh my lord
Another corn chopped by the Wu-Tang sword
Hey hey hey like Fat Albert
It's the Method Man ain't no if ands about it
It's the Method

[Break:]

All right, y'all get ya White Owls, get ya meth, get ya skins
Don't forget your fourty
And we gonna do it like this

I got, fat bags of skunk
I got, White Owl blunts
And I'm about to go get lifted
Yes I'm about to go get lifted

I got, myself a fourty
I got, myself a shorty
And I'm about to go and stick it
Yes I'm about to go and stick it

[Verse Two:]

Uhh
H-U-F-F huff and I puff
Blow like snow when the cold wind's blowin
Zoom, I hit the mic like boom
Wrote a song about it like to hear it here it goes
Question what exactly is a panty raider
Ill behaviour savior or major flavor
All of the above oh yeah plus I do so
Also flam I'm the man call me super
Not an average Joe with an average flow
Doing average things with average hoes
Yo I'm super I'll make a bitch squirm
For my, Su-per Sperm (check it)
Check it I give it to ya raw butt naked
I smell sess pass the Method
Let's get lifted as I kick ballistics
Missles and shoot game like a pistol
Clip is loaded when I click bang dang
A Wu-Tang slug hits your brain
J-U-M-P jump and I thump
Make girls rumps like pump and Humpty Hump
Wow, the Shaolin style is all in me
Child, the whole damn isle is callin me
P-A-N-T-Y-R-A-I-D-E-R mad raw I don't cry
Meaning no one can burn or toss and turn me
Ooh I be the super sperm
Chim chimmeny chim chim cherie
Freak a flow and flow fancy free
Now how many licks does it take
For me to hit the Tootsie Roll center of a break
Peep and don't sleep the crews mad deep Wu-Tang
Fadin mother#ers like bleach
So to each and every crew
You're clear like glass I can see right through
You're whole damn posse be catchin em all cause you vic'd
and ya didnt have friends to begin with
I'm

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN

Here I am, here I am, the Method Man

[Outro: RZA]

Straight from the slums of Shaolin
Wu-Tang Killa B'z on a swarm
[Your soul have just been taken through the 36 chambers of death, kid]

[*coughing*]
[Word to mother, Method Man signing off, peace]

This is what member's do when they are bored with the threads on ATS and PTS?

I have no been in BTS in a long time, I forgot how crazy can it be.

We're in the building where they make us grow
And I'm frightened by the liquid engineers
Like you

My mallory heart is sure to fail
I could crawl around the floor just like I'm real
Like you

The sound of metal I want to be you
I should learn to be a man
Like you

Plug me in and turn me on
Oh everything is moving now

I need my treatment it's tomorrow they send me
Singing "I am an American"
Do you?

Picture this if i should make the change
I'd love to pull the wires from the wall
Did you?

And who are you and how could I try?
Here inside I like the metal
Don't you?

All I know is no one dies
I'm still confusing love with need

I need an easy friend
I do ... with an ear to lend
I don't think you fit this shoe
I do ... won't you have a clue

I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night for free
I do

I'm standing in your line
I do ... hope you have the time
I do ... pick a number too
I do ... keep a date with you

I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night for free

I need an easy friend
I do ... with an ear to lend
I do ... think you fit this shoe
I do ... won't you have a clue

I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night
For free

I do ...

As mortal manufactured waste
And part of the commonly infected
You prevent the ones worthy the gift of life
To surface on once a prosperous soil

As superficially bewildered whores
And succumbing to fictional truth
You are taught to preserve and profit
The life institutional lie

You worthless piece of #
May we all depart from this world
And dissolve into nothingness
Compassion will not be granted
When life’s value
Is point below zero

Human depravity is at our disposal
As the perfect tool to destroy mankind
The worst kind of them all
Modern times’ ignorance, the world disease
Appeal to death of every man

A living hate smoldering abyss
Nurtured through centuries with quietly exercised wrath
Seeks the easiest way to the feed the engine
Praising the final bloodbath

Uncertainty and guilt
Will no longer endorse our fate
There will be no remorse, we kill to kill again
Killing all

Go ahead end it all, we deserve no better
As a forever unblessed detonation
The great plutonium chord fulminates
Blinding the eyes of creation

Cutting off all life support
Sweeping away existence instantly
Iced desolate ruins linger
Leaving traces of our lovely humanity

SNG: To Hell We Ride
ARTST: Lost Prophets

Originally posted by marg6043
This is what member's do when they are bored with the threads on ATS and PTS?

I have no been in BTS in a long time, I forgot how crazy can it be.

Well, probably that's what it was for originally, but it's more
of an obsessive-compulsive addiction to keep doing it really.

SNG: Bleed Together
ARTST: Sound Garden



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Jeru the Damaja - 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

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

Fire, flames, heat up the competition
Spontaneous combustion, like the Pope's religion
Your style of MCin' 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 MCin' 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

[edit on 9/11/06 by Implosion]

SNG: Closer
ARTST: Nine Inch Nails



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SNG: Bad Boy
ARTST: Cascada



Be my bad boy, be my man, be my weekend lover
but don't be my friend.

NIN - Only


hey, iori_komei are you a Chav from across the water then?

Lady Sovereign is freakin hilarious!

I thought chav's were spreading from the amount I had seen in my town centre but they must have nicked a lot of car stereos to get the flight across the pond.

Enter Shikari-Anything Can Happen In The Next Half Hour

Heart beat

Don Johnson

Bob Dylan ~ Desolation Row

Theyre selling postcards of the hanging
Theyre painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors
The circus is in town
Here comes the blind commissioner
Theyve got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker
The other is in his pants
And the riot squad theyre restless
They need somewhere to go
As lady and I look out tonight
From desolation row

Cinderella, she seems so easy
It takes one to know one, she smiles
And puts her hands in her back pockets
Bette davis style
And in comes romeo, hes moaning
You belong to me I believe
And someone says, youre in the wrong place, my friend
You better leave
And the only sound thats left
After the ambulances go
Is cinderella sweeping up
On desolation row

Neil Young ~ Long May You Run

Weve been through some things together
With trunks of memories still to come
We found things to do in stormy weather
Long may you run.

Long may you run.
Long may you run.
Although these changes have come
With your chrome heart shining in the sun
Long may you run.

Well, it was back in blind river in 1962
When I last saw you alive
But we missed that shift on the long decline
Long may you run.

Long may you run.
Long may you run.
Although these changes have come
With your chrome heart shining in the sun
Long may you run.

Maybe the beach boys have got you now
With those waves singing caroline no
Rollin down that empty ocean road
Gettin to the surf on time.

Long may you run.
Long may you run.
Although these changes have come
With your chrome heart shining in the sun
Long may you run.

Originally posted by Creeping Jesus
NIN - Only


hey, iori_komei are you a Chav from across the water then?

Lady Sovereign is freakin hilarious!

I thought chav's were spreading from the amount I had seen in my town centre but they must have nicked a lot of car stereos to get the flight across the pond.

No, I am an intellectual from the American Pacific North-West.

But you're the third person today to call me a chav.

I like Lady Sovereign, her music is unique to me, that is I've
never heard anything like it.

SNG: Shut Up!
ARTST: Kelly Osbourne



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