Good Song(s).

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Good song I don't give a fuck what you think LOL :D

Artist: Haggard Merle
Song: Mama Tried
Album: For the Record: 43 Legendary Hits





The first thing I remember knowing,
Was a lonesome whistle blowing,
And a young un's dream of growing up to ride;
On a freight train leaving town,
Not knowing where I'm bound,
No-one could change my mind but Mama tried.
One and only rebel child,
From a family, meek and mild:
My Mama seemed to know what lay in store.
Despite all my Sunday learning,
Towards the bad, I kept on turning.
'Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore.

And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole.
No-one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried.
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading, I denied.
That leaves only me to blame 'cos Mama tried.

Instrumental break.

Dear old Daddy, rest his soul,
Left my Mom a heavy load;
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes.
Working hours without rest,
Wanted me to have the best.
She tried to raise me right but I refused.

And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole.
No-one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried.
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading, I denied.
That leaves only me to blame 'cos Mama tried.

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Artist - Primus
Song -Wynona's Big Brown Beaver


Wynona's got herself a big brown beaver
and she shows it off to all her friends.
One day, you know, that beaver tried to leave her,
So she caged him up with cyclone fence.
Along came Lou with the old baboon
And said "Recognize that smell?"
"Smells like seven layers,
That beaver eats Taco Bell."
Now Rex he was a Texan out of New Orleans
And he travelled with the carnival shows.
He ran bumper cars, sucked cheap cigars
And he candied up his nose.
He got wind of the big brown beaver
So he though he'd take himself a peek,
But the beaver was quick
And grabbed him by the kiwis.
Now he ain't pissed for a week.
(And a half!)
Now Wynona took her big brown beaver,
And she stuck him up in the air.
Said "I sure do love this big brown beaver
And I wish I did have a pair."
Now the beaver onces slept for seven days
And it gave us all an awful fright.
So I tickled his chin and I gave him a pinch
And the bastard tried to bite me.
Wynona loved her big brown beaver
And she stroked him all the time.
She pricked her finger one day and it
Occurred to her she might have a porcupine.

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Not much to this song...

Artist - Aphex Twin
Song- Windowlicker


Mmmmmmmmmmmm mmmm
Mmmmmmmmm ummmmmm

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MmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmMmmmmmmm Aiuh
MmmmmmmmmmMmmmmmmmmMMMMmm Aiouh

Uuuuuuu Uuuuuu Uuu Uaaah
Uuuuu uUuuuuU uu Uaaah

MmmmmmmMmmmmm Aiah
MmmmmmmmmmmMmmmmmmmMMmmmm Aiah

Uuuu Uuuu Uuuu Uuuu Uaaah
Uuuuuuu Uuuu Uuuuuuuu uuuu UuuUAH

Mmmmmmmmm Uh AhAhahah
Uuaaahoooouuuhh
Mmmmmyyaaaahhhh
Mmmmmmm

Mmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmuuuaaoooo

MmmmmAaaaueeeeeuuuuu

Du

J'aime faire des croquettes au chien

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MmmmmmmmmmmMMmmmmmmmmmmAaauuiiiooo

MmmmMmmmMmmmmmmmmmAiaia

DudududududududududuUuuuuUUUUUUU

MmmmmmmmmmMmmmmMmmmmmAiah
MmmmmmmmmmmmMmmmMmmMmmmmAiah!

Aouuuuhhh

Ummmmmmmm Mmm MmmmmmMmmm
MmmmmAaaaauuuuoooooooo
Aaaaaaooooooouuuuuu
Aaaaaaaeeeeaaaaeeeeooooo






Btw you would have to either hear it or already know the song to understand these lyrics lol.

[B00STedSvT]

LoL @ this thread.. I have actually heard the first song...the rest...Not so much

[Me86Rob]

LoL @ this thread.. I have actually heard the first song...the rest...Not so much
LOL @ you still posting here

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Come on people post up yours.


Artist - Marilyn Manson
Song - Coma White




There's something cold and blank behind her smile
She's standing on an overpass
In her miracle mile
[coma:]
"You were from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today
Today to run away"

A pill to make you numb
A pill to make you dumb
A pill to make you anybody else
But all the drugs in this world
Won't save her from herself

Her mouth was an empty cut
And she was waiting to fall
Just bleeding like a polaroid that
Lost all her dolls
[coma:]
"You were from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today
Today to run away"

A pill to make you numb
A pill to make you dumb
[chorus repeat]

[B00STedSvT]

LOL @ you still posting here
LoL @ you still being on my sack:gay:

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Artist - The Misfits

Song - Scream!


A chill runs up your spine
It crawls into your brain
The freezing touch of fear

It's driving me insane
Although you try to fight
Dragged from the silence where you hide
'til you... Scream

Scream
I can't wait to hear you...
I can't wait to hear you...
Scream

It's driving me insane
Although you try to fight
Dragged from the silence where you hide
'til you... Scream

Scream
I can't wait to hear you...
I can't wait to hear you...
Scream

[Me86Rob]

LoL @ you still being on my sack:gay:
lol like anybody can be on anything that small

[Me86Rob]

Wyclef Jean
Perfect Gentleman
:lmao:

(This one's goin' out to the strip joints
Yo, meet me at Suzy's Rendez-vous
For every Go-Go Bar
I'm gonna send this one out to the gentlemen's clubs
Magic City, New York dogs, Rolex
I be seeing you all up in there late at night
I understand when your girl is stressing you out
(Crazy girls) Know what I'm saying?
Don't let the ladies fool you all now, fellows
They be doin' the same thing you all be doin'
Turn up my symphony, man.
Turn up my symphony!
Drop a BEAT!)

[Chorus:]
Just 'cause she dances go-go
It don't make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your red shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna elope to Mexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo

[Verse 1]
Ten grand, let me see you shake it like you got no bones in your body and you was made to be a celebrity
Twenty grand, know it's a sin, but before me you show me a little more skin it would fulfill my fantasy
Thirty grand, to the highest bidder but Chris Rock said, 'There's no sex in the champagne room'
Forty grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears falling down, type of tears that money couldn't buy

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse 2]
[Wyclef]
Excuse me, what is your name?
[Hope]
Uh, my name is Hope, yo
I was blessed with the body of the Goddesses
Have you any idea how hard this is?
I could flex in 25 positions
But I only work here to pay my tuition
Yo, tantalizing teaser
Table-top pleaser
Give me what I need a Mastercard a Visa
Lap dance fantasy
Picture us on an all white canopy
Wyclef extended his hand to me
Like Billy D. said he's feeling me
Take me away from here, so far
Where they ride horses, no cars
No more stripping in bars
Me and you 'Clef, against the odds

[Chorus 2X]

(Yo a lot of you all sitting with you all girls
fronting like the Budweiser commercial
Talking about, 'I, I don't be going to the strip joints'
You're lying man! You'd be surprised who you see up in there man.
I got one question for you liars, man)

Shot callers, what are you, a preacher?
You're calling her a hooker? He without sin cast the first stone.
I met her on the subway, she gave me that VIP card
And told me if I ever have problems,
Don't hesitate to come by, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus 2X]

Call up my mama said I'm in love with a stripper yo!

(Yo baby, can I get another lap dance?
I tell you I got nothing but funny money, man.
New York Dogs.)

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i was bored wen i made this

[Echonova]

Artist: Kotton Mouth Kings

Song: Pimping Lessons

Yo Yo
Pimpin Lessons
Cause If You Ain't Fucking That Pussy
Somebody Else Is, Belevie That
Listen Up Here
Check It

Here's A Little Word From A Pimp To A Player
Forget The Limp, You Just Gotta Have Flava
Spit Some Game She Never Heard Before
Come Original Like A Musical Score
Keep Your Stick Firm Cause Now You Tha Conductor
Think How Many Cats Came Before You Fucked Her
Turn The Kitty Out And Beat That Shit Up
Before You Catch A Bad Case Of Puppy Love
It's About Endurance And How Long You Can Last
Let Her Come First And Learn To Make Her Laugh
Now Ima Charge You Double For Our Next Little Session
That's Why We Call These Pimpin Lessons

Lesson One
Before You Pop The Inside Out
Before You Go And Buy It, Gotta Try That Shit Out
Lesson Two
Don't Buy That Sweet And Innocent Role
Cause Girls Are All The Same Everywhere We Go
They Have Little Dark Secrets Hidin In That Hole
And No One Rides For Free, Gotta Pay A Toll
Lesson Three
I'll Save That For The Next Session
Money Up Front, These Are Pimpin Lessons


And I'm Next Up Teachin Lessons So Listen Close
Females Like Money, Man They Love The Dough
Cause With Dough Comes Nice Clothes And Fancy Things
But A Pimp Don't Use Money When He's Pimpin His Game
See His Game Consists Of Spittin Sick Poetry
Words That Love The Girls Hears And Tickles Their Fancies
Gotta Make The Ladies Want It Till They Can't Get Enough
No Waitin To Be Nice When And It's Time To Get Rough
You Gotta Beat It Up And I Don't Mean Fists And Kicks
I Mean Beat It Up In Bed, Diggin Deep In Those Hips
Hit It Rite All Nite And They'll Be Beggin For More
Just Watch The Line Form Outside Of My Bedroom Door


Lesson Three
It's Always Best To Have Safe Sex
Even When The Pussy Smells Oven Fresh
You Don't Wanna Come Up Short On That Test
And You Don't Wanna Leave Any Eggs In The Nest
Lesson Four
You Never Need To Tell No Lies
Cause She's Been Hearn That From All Those Other Guys
You Learn A Little More Of That In Lesson Five
Remember, Money Up Front For These Pimpin Guidelines


Now You Wanna Be A Pimp, You Better Act Like A Pimp
Walk Round My House With Some Old School Slips
Keep My Shoes Clean And My Shoes Nice And Dapper
Keep My Pants Fresh And My Cap Even Fresher
Got To Smell Good, You Know That Boogey Down Boogey
Got The Backyard Pimp Style Wit A Jaccuzi
Got The Bad Girl, Nice Tits And Nice Ass
Got The Soft Lips For That Dick Suckin Test
You Know She Got Back, You Should See It When She Walk
You Should See That Shit When Im In It In My Spa
Baby Feel Good, Yeah I Love The Way She Do It
I Love The Way She Break It Down With Body To Prove It
Pussy Always Nice Like Beer In My Cooler
You Ain't A Pimp Mothafucka, You A Loser


Lesson Five
The Game Starts To Get A Little Deeper
Catch A Couple Flounders, Even Thinkin They're Keepers
Lesson Six
Don't Confuse Your Brain With Your Dicks
And Go And Knock Up Some Psycho Chick
Cause If So, That Could Be All She Wrote
You Better Pay Attention Kid Take Some Notes
Make Sure The Girl Pays And Leaves Some Of Your Bills
Even If You Sittin On A Couple Mil
Cause The More You Give Will Be The More They Want
And One More Thing. Pimp On
Pimp
Pimp On


You Ain't No Pimp Mothafucka
You A Loser
With Your 1998 Ford Ranger
Two Bucks In Your Pocket
Wit No Smokes
And An Ugly Bitch

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Artist - Beastie Boys

Title - No sleep 'til Brooklyn

CD - License to Ill




(chorus) No sleep 'til - Brooklyn

Foot on the pedal - never ever false metal
Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle
My job's ain't a job - it's a damn good time
City to city - I'm running my rhymes
On location - touring around the nation
Beastie Boys always on vacation
Itchy trigger finger but a stable turntable
I do what I do best because I'm illing and able
Ain't no faking - your money I'm taking
Going coast to coast - watching all the girlies shaking
While you're at the job working nine to five
The Beastie Boys at the Garden - cold kickin' it live

(bridge) No sleep 'til -

Another place - another train
Another bottle in the brain
Another girl - another fight
Another drive all night
Our manager's crazy - he always smokes dust
He's got his own room at the back of the bus
Tour around the world - you rock around the clock
Plane to hotel - girls on the jock
We're thrashing hotels like it's going out of style
Getting paid along the way cause it's worth your while
Four on the floor - Adrock's out the door
M.C.A.'s in the back because he's skeezin' with a whore
We got a safe in the trunk with money in a stack
With dice in the front and Brooklyn's in the back

(repeat bridge)

(repeat chorus)

Ain't seen the light since we started this band
M.C.A. - get on the mic my man
Born and bred Brooklyn - U.S.A.
They all me Adam Yauch - but I'm M.C.A.
Like a lemon to a lime - a lime to a lemon
I sip the def ale with all the fly women
Got limos, arena, TV shows
Autograph pictures and classy hos
Step off homes - get out of my way
Taxing little girlies form here to L.A.
Waking up but I get to sleep
Cause I'll be rocking this party eight days a week

(repeat chorus)

[EM1toEVO]

I was actually listening to "No sleep til Brooklyn" today. The Beastie Boys were way ahead of their time.

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O yea

[sogood]

[Intro:]
I put on, I put on, I put on, I put on for my city, on on for my city, I put on for my city on on for my city, I put on for my city on on for my city, I put on for my city on on for my city,

[Verse 1:]
When they see me off in traffic they say jeezy on some otha shit, send them pussy ****** runnin straight back to the dealership, me I'm in my spaceship that's right I work for NASA, this 7-H is not a fraud call dat bitch my bodyguard, call dat bitch your bodyguard (yeah dats my bodyguard) out of jewelery young don't do security, what's whiter than a napkin harder than a dinner plate, if you want it come and get it you know I stay super straight, ran up in my spot so now I'm workin out the super 8, know you ****** hungry come and get a super plate, ya'll sing happy birthday yeah I got this super cake, hundred carrot braclet I use it like some super bait,

[Chorus: x2]
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on Eastside, Put on Southside, Put on Westside, Put on let's go.

[Verse 2:]
Head back, top back, ain't nothing but a young thug, H-K's A-K's I need to join a gun club big wheels big straps you know I like it super sized passengers a red bone her weave look like some curly fries inside fish sticks, outside tartar suace, pocket full of celery imagine what she's telling me, blowin on asparagus the realist shit I ever smoked riding to that trap or die the realist shit I ever wrote, they know I got that broccoli so I keep that glock on me don't get caught with out one comin from where I'm from, Call me Jeezy Hamliton Flying down campbellton
So fresh so clean on my way to Charlene

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3: Kanye West using autotuner]
I put on, I put on, I put on
I put on for my city, I put on for my, I put on my city, I put for my city onwwwon

I Feel like it's still ****** that owe me checks I feel like it's still bitches that owe me sex
I feel like dis but ****** don't know these stress I lost the only girl in the world that know me best I got the money and the fame and that don't mean shit I got the jesus on the chain man that don't mean shit cause when the jesus pieces can't bring me peace so I need just at leat one of russel's nieces on I let my nightmares go I put on everybody that I knew from the go I know hoes that was fronting when they knew we was broke they say damn yezy yezy you don't know us no more you got the big fame homie and you just changed on me you can ask big homie man the top so lonely III... so lonely III... let me see what we have tonight I'm high as a satelite I see them flashing lights cause everynight I put on.

[Chorus x2]

[Outro]

[sogood]

[Intro:]
Zone 4
Get money
New money
It's what you been waiting on

[Chorus: x2]
Rich Boy sellin' crack
Dope ****** wanna jack
Shit tight no slack
Just bought a Cadillac (THROW SOME D'S ON THAT BITCH!)
Just bought a Cadillac (THROW SOME D'S ON THAT BITCH!)
Just bought a Cadillac

[Verse 1 - Rich Boy:]
Rich Boy sellin' crack fuck ****** wanna jack
Shit tight no slack just bought a Cadillac
Took it to the chop shop
Got the damn top dropped two colored flip flopped
Candy red lollipop
There's hoes in the parking lot
But i still got my glock cocked
New money motherfucker don't you see the big knot
Don't you see the big chain
Don't you see the big rims
Wonder who they hatin' on lately
Baby it's him candy paint,
Gator skin seats call me Dun Dee
pope in your hood I'm the one that you wanna be
Haters wish they could feel the wood in my '83
Ridin' with no tint so the motherfuckers know it's me

[Chorus: x2]
Rich Boy sellin' crack
Dope ****** wanna jack
Shit tight no slack
Just bought a Cadillac (THROW SOME D'S ON THAT BITCH!)
Just bought a Cadillac (THROW SOME D'S ON THAT BITCH!)
Just bought a Cadillac

[Verse 2 - Polow Da Don:]
I never slip, I never fall,
A lot of hoes give me they numbers but I never call
A real O.G. look at V.I.P. and see a ***** ball
Then after we hit the club baby then I'm gonna hit them draws
I'm gonna break you off (and that's all)
Every freak should have a picture of my dick (on they wall)
Polow be the shit, zone 4 be the click
Yeah this for my dawgs
Yeah gangsters, hustlers, wanksters, busters
(Wait a minute motherfucker)

[Chorus: x2]
Rich Boy sellin' crack
Dope ****** wanna jack
Shit tight no slack
Just bought a Cadillac (THROW SOME D'S ON THAT BITCH!)
Just bought a Cadillac (THROW SOME D'S ON THAT BITCH!)
Just bought a Cadillac

[Verse 3 - Rich Boy:]
Hit the block on some new 10 thousand dollar wheels
Can't explain how I feel,
Toucha gator on my wheel
Got peanut butter ice cream
Petter pan seats just gotta
Fresh cut
Now we looking for them freaks
Take a bad yella bitch
Make her drop them draws
Imma show you how to ball
Middle finger to the law so fuck them
****** tell em' what they wanna do?
Hating on a player 'cause my 'lac skated 22's.
When I pull up imma park right at the front door lean
In my cup got purp in my blunt.
Imma real pimp bitch I ain't playin' like a trick
Just bought a new 'Lac bout to put them
Thangs on that bitch!!!!!

[allout13]

Artist: Rammstein

Song: Stirb nicht vor mir

Die Nacht öffnet ihren Schoß
Das Kind heißt Einsamkeit
Es ist kalt und regungslos
Ich weine leise in die Zeit
Ich weiß nicht wie du heißt
Doch ich weiß dass es dich gibt
Ich weiß dass irgendwann
irgendwer mich liebt

He comes to me every night
No words are left to say
With his hands around my neck
I close my eyes and pass away

I don't know who he is
In my dreams he does exist
His passion is a kiss
And I can not resist

Ich warte hier
Don't die before I do
Ich warte hier
Stirb nicht vor mir

I don't know who you are
I know that you exist
Stirb nicht
Sometimes love seems so far
Ich warte hier
Your love I can't dismiss
Ich warte hier

Alle Häuser sind verschneit
Und in den Fenstern Kerzenlicht
Dort liegen sie zu zweit
Und ich
Ich warte nur auf dich

Ich warte hier
Don't die before I do
Ich warte hier
Stirb nicht vor mir

I don't know who you are
I know that you exist
Stirb nicht
Sometimes love seems so far
Ich warte hier
Your love I can't dismiss

Stirb nicht vor mir

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Holly fuck I busted out laughing when I saw this. Btw Prodigy is the shit but whoever thought of this was genius.http://video.mail.ru/mail/black_eyed_pease/24/31.html

[The Creeper]

W.A.S.P :
Animal (Fuck Like A Beast)

I got pictures of naked ladies
Lying on their beds
I whiff that smell and sweet convulsion
Starts a-Swelling inside my head
I'm making artificial lovers for free
I start to howl I'm in heat
I moan and growl and the hunt drives me crazy
I f*** like a Beast

I come round, round i come feel your love
Tie you down, down i come steal your love
I come round, round i come feel your love
Tie you down, down i come steal your love

I'm on the prowl and i watch you closely
I lie waiting for you
I'm the wolf with the sheepskins clothing
I lick my chops and your tasting good
I do whatever i want to, to ya
I'll nail your ass to the sheets
A pelvic thrust and the sweat starts to sting ya
I f*** like a beast

I come round, round i come feel your love
Tie you down, down i come steal your love
I come round, round i come feel your love
Tie you down, down i come steal your love

Come ride, savage seduction
Ride, ride, ride

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Greatest http://www.dailymotion.com/video/k1Z7hn4N2Cxugsff0m

[TSiFTW]

Artist: Cross Canadian Ragweed
Song: Boys From Oklahoma
Album: Live & Loud at Billy Bob's




Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong
They're too damn skinny or way too long
I ain't no holy roller so I just use a bong
Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong

Them boys down in Texas got some damn fine weed
They smuggle across the Rio, they use the Mexican breed
That's expointin' cheap labor, but hell that's Texican's creed
Them boys down in Texas got some damn fine weed

Them boys in Arkansas they got some damn fine pot
That's a direct result of all them good seeds they got
Haulin' water up a hill's a chore, but man I tell you what
Them boys from Arkansas they got some damn fine pot

(Chorus)

Them boys up in Kansas, hell all they got is a bunch of schwag
And they'll try to screw you for fifty bucks a quarter bag
I got some in my guitar case and I'm not the type to brag
But it's a damn sight better than that Kansanian schwag

Them boys in Louisiana got trouble growin' their weed
Them alligators is mean, and they eat up all the seeds
But on a bayou night by the light of a full moon
You can walk out and pick you a sack full of 'shrooms

(Chorus)