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08-03-2008, 06:22 AM | #21 (permalink) |
Pale and Wan
Join Date: Aug 2008
Location: Aus
Posts: 917
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The Herd-77%
(Cheers) Well I'm left sitting here staring into a beer shaking my head at the same ol' loathing and fear Stranger in my own land, can't understand How the very word Australian has been damned I f**king hate myself, take 'Aussie' from my name Erase this endless shame, forever casting blame If you don't act the same will I destroy you? Everyone looks the same beaten, black and blue So I've had enough of these redneck pricks When fact is the only real **** that sticks Watch as I tear the very skin from my face So none'll see my race, my deep disgrace Your not even from here in the first place And those that are you wanna further debase Nup, no more, never again whether by fist or pen I will defend, cos I'm at a loose end The shattered remnants of Aussie dignity I'm a skip, whitey, round-eye suprise me By using your shrivelled brain to please explain How the clever country just went down the drain We rode the sheep's back now the sheep ride you If this is how its gonna be don't call me 'true blue' I denounce my ancestors, wounds still fester If you say 'it aint so' I suggest ya' wake up |
08-03-2008, 11:20 AM | #22 (permalink) |
Reformed Jackass
Join Date: Sep 2007
Posts: 3,964
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With all this extra stressin
The question I wonder is after death, after my last breath When will I finaly get to rest? Through this supression they punish the people that's askin questions And those that possess, steal from the ones without possesions The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessons Don't settle for less - even the genius asks-es questions Be grateful for blessings Don't ever change, keep your essence The power is in the people and politics we address Always do your best, don't let the pressure make you panic And when you get stranded And things don't go the way you planned it Dreamin of riches, in a position of makin a difference Politicians and hypocrites, they don't wanna listen If I'm insane, it's the fame made a brother change It wasn't nuttin like the game It's just me against the world |
08-03-2008, 07:40 PM | #23 (permalink) |
Music Addict
Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: Missouri(aka Misery)
Posts: 101
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It ain't hard to tell, I excel, then prevail
The mic is contacted, I attract clientele My mic check is life or death, breathin a sniper's breath I exhale the yellow smoke of buddha through righteous steps Deep like The Shinin', sparkle like a diamond Sneak a uzi on the island in my army jacket linin Hit the Earth like a comet, invasion Nas is like the Afrocentric Asian, half-man, half-amazin Cause in my physical, I can express through song Delete stress like Motrin, then extend strong I drank Moet with Medusa, give her shotguns in hell From the spliff that I lift and inhale, it ain't hard to tell It ain't hard to tell - Nas |
08-04-2008, 01:00 AM | #24 (permalink) |
county fair energy
Join Date: Feb 2008
Posts: 4,773
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(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby Bay-bee |
08-04-2008, 11:26 PM | #25 (permalink) |
Music Addict
Join Date: Aug 2008
Location: Forest Park, GA
Posts: 1,637
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I look at actors and cryin' is easy as fondue,
But what do you do when extreme hurt is upon you? Real life ain't no movie, homie, and this ain't John Woo, But I almost lost it at the ending of John Q. And I almost lost it when Jennifer Hudson blew, But I'm still waiting for that real emotion to come through, Then maybe I could get a cry, God, maybe One, Two? Been red for life, this the first time ever me want blue, (what?) Give me the blues, sometimes I turn on the news, and I, Look at all these fueds, then I, Try to make them fuels, I never cry. No tear drops for your eyes, Poetry's music, oh my, Almost made me tear up, To Think about my children, no lie. Maybe I'm black hearted, You thinkin' "Damn, he's shady." Or sayin', "Man, he's crazy." for the way I abandon me lady, And one day, she can repay me, Yes, that woman can betray me, Then I probably cry, if not, I'll do it if I win me a Grammy, maybe. One Good Time - Tech N9ne When ya'll listen to my music, I think ya'll take it lightly, But I been raw from the beginnin', just ask my Uncle Ike, He will tell you Royalty's been planted deep in my Psyche, All you peasant's hail the King, Just call me Aaron Almighty, So when you critique my music, you sound like fools to me, And I don't think you deserve to hear another jewel from me, The industry cheated me, repeatedly cruel to me, So now I act conceited, guess you needed no grooves from me, I've had it, retired mayne, You niggas is fired mayne, 'Cause you know me and Travis was supposed to inherit the entire thang, I'm normal, I've never admired fame, I'm just famous, 'cause I'm a **** up, and ya'll desire pain, So don't talk to me when you see me, Awfully is how you treat me, Offa me, everybody leave me, It costed me, never was it easy, So say goodbye to the bad guy, A nigga don't have anymore to sell you, This might be the last time you hear a bad guy like Tecca Nina, baby, Let me Tell You... Last Words - Tech N9ne |
08-06-2008, 07:05 PM | #26 (permalink) |
Reformed Jackass
Join Date: Sep 2007
Posts: 3,964
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I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front do' I'm living everyday like a hustle Another drug to juggle, another day another struggle I know how it feels to wake up ****ed up Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell People look at you like you's the user Selling drugs to all the losers mad Buddha abuser But they don't know about the stress-filled day Baby on the way mad bills to pay That's why you drink Tanqueray So you can reminisce and wish You wasn't living so devilish s-**** I remember I was just like you Smoking blunts with my crew Flipping oldies 62's 'Cause G-E-D was it B-I-G, I got P-A-I-D That's why my mom hates me She was forced to kick me out, no doubt Then I figured out Nick's went for twenty down south Packed up my tools for my raw power move Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves Four drunks trying to stop my flow And what they don't know will show on the autopsy Went to see papi, to cop me a brick Asked for circumcise and he wasn't trying to hear it Smoking mad Newports 'cause I'm doing court for an assault That I caught in Bridge Port, New York Catch me if you can like the ginger bread man You better have your gat in hand 'Cause man I don't wanna live no mo' Sometimes I hear death knocking in my front do' I'm living everyday like a hustle Another drug to juggle, another day another struggle |
08-07-2008, 05:03 PM | #27 (permalink) |
Groupie
Join Date: Aug 2008
Location: Canada
Posts: 22
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Yo, on the scene is the brother that's big, I'm not a little kid
I'm a nig who don't dig a mutha****in pig Cause to me they ain't nothin but harassers That misuse they badges to whip niggas' asses Then one day they slow rolled through the hood With the .38s ****ed, 2 deep, up to no good They say that my skin was black so they attacked Threw me on the back and stuck a gat to my ****in cap One murdered my man like it was okay For the life he ended he got suspended with no pay But if a man woulda took the cop life, he woulda got life And never again see the street lights, and that's trife Around my way they shot many teens And them cops better stop, or I'ma stop em, by any means The Big L won't hesitate to cold diss em And if you ask me, mutha****a the whole system There are too many young black brothers doin life bids Cause justice means 'just us white kids' So take heed to the rhymes I kick I'm about to flip, cause I'm fed up with that bull**** Fed Up Wit The Bull**** - Big L
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08-07-2008, 05:14 PM | #28 (permalink) |
Music Addict
Join Date: Jun 2005
Posts: 3,565
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Probably kissed me that same evening I should be hurling
Matta fact, gimme back my bracelet and my stearling I rather waste it or give it for ya girlfriend She did let me stab it last week while you was working Remember our vacation out to Maryland? I dooked the maid Carolyn She made me throw the towel in Like all fool men the times I hit ya moms off I told her knock it off But she had to set the rocket off doom - fancy clown. Every night you hear the bullets blast Even if you in the suburbs every night, you see the footage flash across your screen, I'll tell you my biggest pet peeve You lookin at it thinkin like, "It don't affect me" You livin large I'm thinkin like, "It don't impress me" onebelo - axis. |
08-14-2008, 02:22 AM | #29 (permalink) |
Groupie
Join Date: Aug 2008
Location: cebu City, Philippines
Posts: 23
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Going crazy my heart is breaking
I can't sleep at all Trying to get through this Don't know how I'll do this I know that I only got my self to blame (only got myself to blame) But that doesn't help to ease the pain (doesn't help to ease the pain) I'll just die if I can't see your face Until you come back I can't breath Until you come back I got no reason Got my heart, my heart down on it's knees I still need you beside me I lose myself in all these fights I lose my sense of wrong and right I cry, I cry It's shaking from the pain that's in my head I just wanna crawl into my bed And throw away the life I led But I won't let it die, but I won't let it die But now it's over, it's over, why is it over? We had the chance to make it Now it's over, it's over, it can't be over I wish that I could take it back |
08-16-2008, 08:47 AM | #30 (permalink) |
sleepe
Join Date: Jun 2008
Location: boston
Posts: 1,140
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The ending of dogs - pink floyd
Who was born in a house full of pain. Who was trained not to spit in the fan. Who was told what to do by the man. Who was broken by trained personnel. Who was fitted with collar and chain. Who was given a pat on the back. Who was breaking away from the pack. Who was only a stranger at home. Who was ground down in the end. Who was found dead on the phone. Who was dragged down by the stone. I love it. |
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