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Post by Mark Johnson on Apr 28, 2009 14:17:00 GMT -5
Ok, so basically, you post the lyrics to a song, and someone has to guess it. I'll start off: [Verse One:]
It was all a dream I used to read Word Up magazine Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine Hangin' pictures on my wall Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack With the hat to match Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha You never thought that hip hop would take it this far Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky I'm blowin' up like you thought I would Call the crib, same number same hood It's all good
Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh
[Chorus:]
You know very well who you are Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars You had a go, but not that many 'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty
[Verse Two:]
I made the change from a common thief To up close and personal with Robin Leach And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way The Moet and Alize keep me pissy Girls used to diss me Now they write letters 'cause they miss me I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff I was too used to packin' gats and stuff Now honies play me close like butter played toast From the Mississippi down to the east coast Condos in Queens, indo for weeks Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak Livin' life without fear Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood And it's still all good
Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga
[Verse Three:]
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this 50 inch screen, money green leather sofa Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur Phone bill about two G's flat No need to worry, my accountant handles that And my whole crew is loungin' Celebratin' every day, no more public housin' Thinkin' back on my one-room shack Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back And she loves to show me off, of course Smiles every time my face is up in The Source We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us Birthdays was the worst days Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay Uh, damn right I like the life I live 'Cause I went from negative to positive And it's all...
(It's all good)
...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh Uh, uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh
Representin' B-Town in the house, Junior Mafia, mad flavor, uh Uh, yeah, a-ight
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Post by "The Monster" Abyss on Apr 28, 2009 14:19:49 GMT -5
"It was all a dream" by The Notorious B.I.G.
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Post by Mark Johnson on Apr 28, 2009 19:08:19 GMT -5
[eminem] Whatever.. Dre, just let it run Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. f**k it Just shut up and listen, aiyyo..
I sit back with this pack of zig zags and this bag Of this weed it gives me the sh*t needed to be The most meanest mc on this -- on this earth And since birth Ive been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre sh*t that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve All this tension dispensin these sentences Gettin this stress thats been eatin me recently off of this chest And I rest again peacefully (peacefully).. But at least have the decency in you To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out In the streets when Im eatin or feedin my daughter To not come and speak to me (speak to me).. I dont know you and no, I dont owe you a mo-therf**k-in thing Im not mr. nsync, Im not what your friends think Im not mr. friendly, I can be a prick If you tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty).. No patience is in me and if you offend me Im liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air I dont care who is there and who saw me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit Ill smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe Im tired of all you (of all you).. I dont mean to be mean but thats all I can be is just me
Chorus: eminem
And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasnt, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio wont even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasnt, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I dont know its just the way I am
[eminem] Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered With all of this nonsense its constant And, oh, its his lyrical content - - the song guilty conscience has gotten such rotten responses And all of this controversy circles me And it seems like the media immediately Points a finger at me (finger at me).. So I point one back at em, but not the index or pinkie Or the ring or the thumb, its the one you put up When you dont give a f**k, when you wont just put up With the bullsh*t they pull, cause they full of sh*t too When a dudes gettin bullied and shoots up his school And they blame it on marilyn (on marilyn).. and the heroin Where were the parents at? and look where its at Middle america, now its a tragedy Now its so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty Havin this happenin (this happenin).. Then attack eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way).. But Im glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire To burn and its burnin and I have returned
Chorus
[eminem] Im so sick and tired of bein admired That I wish that I would just die or get fired And dropped from my label and stop with the fables Im not gonna be able to top on my name is.. And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation To cop me rotation at rocknroll stations And I just do not got the patience (got the patience).. To deal with these cocky caucasians who think Im some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk With an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin The same f**kin questions (f**kin questions).. What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who what when, the where, and the how til Im grabbin my hair and Im tearin it out Cause they drivin me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I cant take it Im racin, Im pacin, I stand and I sit And Im thankful for ev-ery fan that I get But I cant take a sh*t, in the bathroom Without someone standin by it No I wont sign your autograph You can call me an a**hole Im glad
Chorus (except change first word cause to and)
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Post by Johnny Magnum on Apr 28, 2009 19:19:37 GMT -5
Who I Am. Great song, btw. Cant you see Im easily bothered by persistence One step from lashing out at you... You want in to get under my skin And call yourself a friend Ive got more friends like you What do I do?
(pre) is there no standard anymore? What it takes, who I am, where Ive been Belong You cant be something youre not Be yourself, by yourself Stay away from me A lesson learned in life Known from the dawn of time
(chorus) respect, walk
Run your mouth when Im not around Its easy to achieve You cry to weak friends that sympathize Can you hear the violins playing you song? Those same friends tell me your every word
(pre)
(chorus)
Are you talking to me? No way punk
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Post by Jarrod Davis on Apr 28, 2009 20:17:15 GMT -5
Walk - Pantera
I'm wide awake and so alive Ringing like a bell Tell me this is paradise And not someplace I fell 'Cause I keep on fallin' down
I wanna feel the car crash I wanna feel the capsize I wanna feel the bomb drop, the earth stop 'Til I'm satisfied I wanna feel the car crash 'Cause I'm dyin' on the inside I wanna let go and know That I'll be alright, alright
Just push me 'til I have to fly I've shed my skin, my scars Take me deep out past the lights Where nothing dims these stars Nothing dims these stars
I wanna feel the car crash I wanna feel the capsize I wanna feel the bomb drop, the earth stop 'Til I'm satisfied I wanna feel the car crash 'Cause I'm dyin' on the inside I wanna let go and know That I'll be alright, alright
So right It's all wrong
I'm wide awake and so alive
I wanna feel the car crash I wanna feel the capsize I wanna feel the bomb drop, the earth stop 'Til I'm satisfied I wanna feel the car crash 'Cause I'm dyin' on the inside I wanna let go and know That I'll be alright, alright
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Post by Mark Johnson on Apr 28, 2009 20:21:06 GMT -5
"Car Crash" by Matt Nathanson I walk a lonely road The only one that I have ever known Don't know where it goes But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams Where the city sleeps and I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone I walk alone
I walk alone I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me 'Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I'm walking down the line That divides me somewhere in my mind On the border line Of the edge and where I walk alone
Read between the lines What's f**ked up and everything's alright Check my vital signs To know I'm still alive and I walk alone
I walk alone I walk alone
I walk alone I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me 'Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I walk alone I walk a...
I walk this empty street On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams Where the city sleeps And I'm the only one and I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me 'Til then I walk alone...
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Post by Jarrod Davis on Apr 28, 2009 20:27:30 GMT -5
Boulovard Of Broken Dreams - Green Day
If it's loving that you want, Well it's loving you'll recieve, Cause You've come to the right place baby.
Yeah, the door's always open, If you need some company, You've come to the right place baby.
Heaven knows that I can't read your mind, But you can turn it around, Darling once step at the time.
Angel, oh angel, can't you see That I can't live without you, So baby won't you help me please?
If there's no one left to trust, Well I think that you agree, You've come to the right place, baby.
When you're down on your luck, Just look around, you'll see, That you've come to the right place, baby.
Sometimes you don't know What you got until it's gone. But then you look around, And it was right there all along. 'Cause angel, Angel, you got to understand, I don't wanna be without you, So wont you help me if you can.
I ain't asking for the world, I just want you to believe, That you've come to the right place, baby.
When there's no one else to hold you, Well, I'll be there yes indeed, Oh, you've come to the right place, baby. Yeah, you've come to the right place. Oh, you've come to the right place baby... Yeah, you've come to the right place.
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Post by Mike Massacre on Apr 29, 2009 18:40:37 GMT -5
"The Right Place" Taylor Hicks. alas here is your serenade my darling that leaves you speechless and weak may it teach you how to feel may it remedy your heartlessness and may your cries not interrupt this swansong this is a call to arms for all who recognize romance as as a dying scene who'll take it to their graves this is a call to arms for all who hold this sacrament close may our hearts burn on how dare you weep for it's insincerity that trickles down your face alas here is your serenade my darling and oh what a long time coming it has been this cruel lullaby that shall plague your dreams and carry me towards revolution this is a call to arms for all who recognize romance as as a dying scene who'll take it to their graves this is a call to arms for all who hold this sacrament close may our hearts burn on I'll sing for you the threnody of modern romance this is a call to arms for all who recognize romance as as a dying scene who'll take it to their graves this is a call to arms for all who hold this sacrament close may our hearts burn on
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