Three Songs.

[Turntwiin]

Lot's of Eminem I see.

 

[Camernater3]

Sorry I had to do that.
I love rap especially Eminem.
*sees Eminem*
*knees bowing*
"I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy!"

 

[Turntwiin]

I like rappers too. I respect Eminem and his rep, but I prefer rappers like Greydon Square. Just an opinion.

 

[Camernater3]

eh

 

[Camernater3]

#oneyearrevive (Had to do it) Music gets a bit wierd

Am I a phsyco:

Spoiler: spoiler

Sag my pants:

Spoiler: spoiler

Lucifer Effect:

Spoiler: spoiler

 

[Camernater3]

Uh, that's quite the necro. Also, might want to put those songs in spoilers for those who are a bit sensitive to that sorta content.

Dunno how, and which content, the swearing or wierdness stuff?

 

[Camernater3]

Both, probably.

The first post has a disclaimer for swearing, and how do you make spoilers?

 

[Deathmoron]

Not a fan of Hospin, but Tech N9ne has me sold.

 

[K9]

Uh, that's quite the necro. Also, might want to put those songs in spoilers for those who are a bit sensitive to that sorta content.

Not a necro if both the thread and the comment are still relevant, which they are.

-K9

 

[K9]

Wow I forgot that this was a thread I made

-K9

 

[Arken]

I like all the different people
I like sticky everywhere
Look around, you bet I'll be there!
Hot metal in the sun
Pony in the air
Sooey and saints at the fair

Saints alive you're saying
Walk in ... squares
The hid are out, out for the year
It's a lot of face
A lot of crank air
Eroding around here

Summer's ready
Summer is ready when you are

I like all the different people
I like every kind of fair
In the crowd, you bet I'll be there!
Walkin' around
Going nowhere
Seeing Sooey and saints at the fair

Summer is ready when you are
Summer is ready when you are
Summer's ready
Summer is ready when you are
Summer's ready
Summer is ready when you are

It's a lot of face, crank air

Summer's ready
Summer is ready when you are​

 

[Arken]

Check check check
One two

Spitting in a wishing well
Blown to hell crash
I'm the last splash

I know you little libertine
I know you're a real coocoo

Want you coocoo cannonball
Want you coocoo cannonball
In the shade, in the shade
In the shade, in the shade

I know you little libertine
I know you're a cannonball

I'll be your whatever you want
The bong in this reggae song

In the shade, in the shade
Want you coocoo cannonball
Want you coocoo cannonball

Spitting in a wishing well
Blown to hell
Crash
I'm the last splash

I'll be your whatever you want
The bong in this reggae song

Want you coocoo cannonball
Want you coocoo cannonball
In the shade, in the shade
In the shade, in the shade​

​

 

[Arken]

We were rich once​

Before your head exploded
Imagine doing just what the Big Bang did​

The whole world​

Knew it was loaded
Wave bye bye 'cause
It ain't ever coming down, now​

I just wanna get along​

I just wanna get along
I just wanna get along​

I look up the heads fly over​

I see a boy I know, his hair's on fire
The whole world I discovered
If you're so special why aren't you dead​

I just wanna get along​

I just wanna get along
I just wanna get along​

Wave bye bye 'cause​

It ain't never coming down, now​

I just wanna get along​

I just wanna get along
I just wanna get along​

Read more: Breeders - I Just Wanna Get Along Lyrics | MetroLyrics

 

[KatyKookie]

Utada Hikaru

Simple and clean
The original video is no longer on Youtube and won't let me link it so here's the link itself
http://www.gametrailers.com/videos/24dt37/utada---simple-and-clean-live

When you walk away
You don't hear me say,
"Please, oh baby, don't go."
Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight
It's hard to let it go

You're giving me too many things
Lately, you're all I need.
You smiled at me and said,

"Don't get me wrong, I love you,
But does that mean I have to meet your father?"
When we are older you'll understand
What I meant when I said,
"No, I don't think life is quite that simple"

[Bridge]

The daily things that keep us all busy
Are confusing me
That's when you came to me and said,

"Wish I could prove I love you,
But does that mean I have to walk on water?"
When we are older you'll understand
It's enough when I say so
And maybe some things are that simple

[Bridge]

[Chorus:]
Hold me
Whatever lies beyond this morning
Is a little later on
Regardless of warnings the future doesn't scare me at all
Nothing's like before

[Bridge]

[Chorus x2]

Passion

Omoidasu ba haruka haruka
Mirai wa
(wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I)
doko made mo kagayaiteta
Kirei na aozora no shita de
Bokura wa
(wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I)
sukoshi dake obieteita
Natsukashii iro ni
Mado ga somaru
Mae wo muitereba
Mata aemasu ka
Mirai wa
(wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I)
Doko e demo tsuzuiteirunda
Ookina kanban no shita de
Jidai no
(wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I)
utsuroii yo miteitai na
Nido to aenu
Hito ni basho ni
Mado wo hakeru
Omoidasu ba haruka ha haruka
Mirai wa
(wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I)
doko made mo kagayaiteta
Kirei na aozora no shita de
Bokura wa
(wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I)
Itsuma demo nemutteita
Zutto mae ni suki datta hito
Fuyu ni kodomo ga umareru sou da
Mukashi kara no kimari goto wo
Tama ni utagaitaku naru yo
Zutto wasurerarenakatta no
Nengajou wa shashin tsuki kana
Watashitachi ni dekinakatte koto wo
Totemo natsukashiku omou yo
my fears
my lies
aozora no shita
ah...


Read more: Hikaru Utada - Passion Lyrics | MetroLyrics

Final Distance

Ki ni naru noni kikenai
Oyogitsukarete kimi made mukuchi ni naru
Aitai noni mienai nami ni osarete
Mata sukoshi tooku naru
Togirenai you ni Keep it going baby
Onaji kimochi ja nai nara tell me
Muri wa shinai shugi demo
Sukoshi nara shite mitemo ii yo
I wanna be with you now
Futari de distance chijimete
Ima nara maniau kara
We can start over
Hitotsu ni wa narenai
I wanna be with you now
Itsu no hi ka distance mo
Dakishimerareru you ni nareru yo
We can start sooner
Yappari I wanna be with you
Hitokoto de konna ni mo kizutsuku kimi wa
Kodoku wo oshiete kureru
Mamorenai toki keep on trying, baby
Yakusoku toori ja nai kedo trust me
Muri wa shinai shugi demo
Kimi to narashite mitemo ii yo
I wanna be with you now
Futari de distance mitsumete
Ima nara maniau kara
We can start over
Kotoba de tsutaetai
I wanna be with you now
Sono uchi ni distance mo
Dakishimerareru you ni nareru yo
We should stay together
Yappari I need to be with you
​

 

[dogbew]

As far as rap goes... (nsfw, as would be expected)

Spoiler

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
Smoking weed on Bambu, sipping 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 Starski (wassup)
I'm blowing up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number same hood (that's right)
It's all good (it's all good)
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga

[Hook]
You know very well who you are
Don't let 'em hold you down, reach for the stars
You had a goal, but not that many
Cause you're the only one, I'll give you good and plenty

[Verse 2]
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 Alizé keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rapping stuff
I was too used to packing gats and stuff
Now honeys play me close like butter play toast
From the Mississippi down to the east coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Living life without fear
Putting 5 karats in my baby girl ear
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

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
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 lounging
Celebrating every day, no more public housing
Thinking 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 thirsty
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

Spoiler

[Verse 1]
To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
Allow me to lace theselyrical douches in your bushes
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies?
The back of the club sipping Moët is where you'll find me
The back of the club,macking hoes, my crew's behind me
Mad question asking, blunt passing, music blasting
But I just can't quit
Cause one of these honies Biggie gots to creep with
Sleep with,keep the ep a secret, why not?
Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot?
Now check it: I got more mack than Craigand in the bed
Believe me sweetie, I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy, I got mad friends with Benzes
C-notes by the layers, true fucking players
Jump in the Rover and come over, tell your friendsjump in the GS3
I got the chronic by the tree

[Hook]
(I love it when you call me big pop-pa)
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true player
(I love it when you call me big pop-pa)
To the honies getting money playing niggas 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! (why?)
Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be having my baby, baby

[Verse 2]
Straight up honey really I'm asking
Most of these niggas think they be mackin', but they be acting
Who they attracting with that line, "what's your name, what's your sign?"
Soon as he buy that wine, I just creep up from behind
And ask what your interests are, who you be with
Things that make you smile, what numbers to dial
You gon' be here for a while?
I'm gon' go call my crew, you go call your crew
We can rendezvous at the bar around 2
Plans to leave, throw the keys to Lil Cease
Pull the truck up front, and roll up the next blunt
So we can steam on the way to the telly, go fill my belly
A T-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welch's grape
Conversatefor a few, cause in a few, we gon' do
What we came to do, ain't that right boo? (true)
Forget the telly, we just go to the crib
And watch a movie in the jacuzzi,smoke L's while you do me

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
How you livin' Biggie Smalls?
In mansion and Benzes
Givin' ends to my friends and it feels stupendous
Tremendous cream: fuck a dollar and a dream
Still tote Gats strapped with infrared beams
Chopping O's,smoking la in Optimos
Money, hoes and clothes: all a nigga knows
A foolish pleasure? Whatever
I had to find the buried treasure, so grams I had to measure
However living better now, Coogi sweater now
Drop top BM's, I'm the man, girlfriend

[Outro: Puffy]
Honey, check it
Tell your friends to get with my friends
And we can be friends
Shit, we can do this every weekend, aight?
Is that aight with you?
Yeah....keep bangin'

Spoiler

[Hook]
I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door
I'm living every day like a hustle
Another drug to juggle, another day, another struggle

[Verse 1]
I know how it feel to wake up fucked 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 your 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, shit
I remember I was just like you
Smoking blunts with my crew, flipping over 6 to 2s
Cause G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G
I got P-A-I-D, that's why my mom's hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out nicks went for 20 down South
Packed up my tools for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves
For chumps tryna 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 some consignment and he wasn't trying to hear it
Smoking mad Newports cause I'm due in court
For an assault that I caught in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat in hand, cause man

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I had the master plan, I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland
With my man Two-Tecs to take over this projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
And when he start to bust, he like to ask, "Who's next?"
I got my honey on the Amtrak with the crack
In the crack of her ass, two pounds of hash in the stash
I wait for hon to make some quick cash
I told her she could be lieutenant, bitch got gassed
At last, I'm literally lounging black
Sitting back, counting double digit thousand stacks
Had to re-up, see what's up with my peeps
Toyota Deal-a-Thon had it cheap on the Jeeps
See who got smoked, what rumors was spread
Last I heard I was dead with six to the head
Then I got the phone call, it couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of
By some bitch named Alberta over nickel-plated burners
And my bitch, swear to God she won't snitch
I told her when she hit the bricks, I'll make the hooker rich
Conspiracy, she'll be home in three
Until then I looks out for the whole family
A true G, that's me, blowing like a bubble
In the everyday struggle

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I'm seeing body after body and our mayor Giuliani
Ain't tryna see no black man turn to John Gotti
My daughter use a potty so she's older now
Educated street knowledge, I'mma mould her now
Trick a little dough buying young girls fringes
Dealing with the dope fiend binges, seeing syringes
In the veins, hard to explain how I maintain
The crack smoke make my brain feel so strange
Breaking days on the set, no sweat
Drunk off Moet, can't bag yet because it's still wet
But when that dry, bagging five at a time
I can clock about nine on the check cashing line
I had the first and the third, rehearse that's my word
Thick in the game, D's knew my first name
Should I quit? Shit no, even though they had me scared
Yo, they got a eight, I got a Tec with air holes

[Outro]
And that's just how the shit go in the struggle, mothafucka
(Hah, come on, what you say)

 

[Camernater3]

As far as rap goes... (nsfw, as would be expected)

Spoiler

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
Smoking weed on Bambu, sipping 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 Starski (wassup)
I'm blowing up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number same hood (that's right)
It's all good (it's all good)
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga

[Hook]
You know very well who you are
Don't let 'em hold you down, reach for the stars
You had a goal, but not that many
Cause you're the only one, I'll give you good and plenty

[Verse 2]
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 Alizé keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rapping stuff
I was too used to packing gats and stuff
Now honeys play me close like butter play toast
From the Mississippi down to the east coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Living life without fear
Putting 5 karats in my baby girl ear
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

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
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 lounging
Celebrating every day, no more public housing
Thinking 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 thirsty
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

Spoiler

[Verse 1]
To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
Allow me to lace theselyrical douches in your bushes
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies?
The back of the club sipping Moët is where you'll find me
The back of the club,macking hoes, my crew's behind me
Mad question asking, blunt passing, music blasting
But I just can't quit
Cause one of these honies Biggie gots to creep with
Sleep with,keep the ep a secret, why not?
Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot?
Now check it: I got more mack than Craigand in the bed
Believe me sweetie, I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy, I got mad friends with Benzes
C-notes by the layers, true fucking players
Jump in the Rover and come over, tell your friendsjump in the GS3
I got the chronic by the tree

[Hook]
(I love it when you call me big pop-pa)
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true player
(I love it when you call me big pop-pa)
To the honies getting money playing niggas 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! (why?)
Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be having my baby, baby

[Verse 2]
Straight up honey really I'm asking
Most of these niggas think they be mackin', but they be acting
Who they attracting with that line, "what's your name, what's your sign?"
Soon as he buy that wine, I just creep up from behind
And ask what your interests are, who you be with
Things that make you smile, what numbers to dial
You gon' be here for a while?
I'm gon' go call my crew, you go call your crew
We can rendezvous at the bar around 2
Plans to leave, throw the keys to Lil Cease
Pull the truck up front, and roll up the next blunt
So we can steam on the way to the telly, go fill my belly
A T-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welch's grape
Conversatefor a few, cause in a few, we gon' do
What we came to do, ain't that right boo? (true)
Forget the telly, we just go to the crib
And watch a movie in the jacuzzi,smoke L's while you do me

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
How you livin' Biggie Smalls?
In mansion and Benzes
Givin' ends to my friends and it feels stupendous
Tremendous cream: fuck a dollar and a dream
Still tote Gats strapped with infrared beams
Chopping O's,smoking la in Optimos
Money, hoes and clothes: all a nigga knows
A foolish pleasure? Whatever
I had to find the buried treasure, so grams I had to measure
However living better now, Coogi sweater now
Drop top BM's, I'm the man, girlfriend

[Outro: Puffy]
Honey, check it
Tell your friends to get with my friends
And we can be friends
Shit, we can do this every weekend, aight?
Is that aight with you?
Yeah....keep bangin'

Spoiler

[Hook]
I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door
I'm living every day like a hustle
Another drug to juggle, another day, another struggle

[Verse 1]
I know how it feel to wake up fucked 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 your 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, shit
I remember I was just like you
Smoking blunts with my crew, flipping over 6 to 2s
Cause G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G
I got P-A-I-D, that's why my mom's hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out nicks went for 20 down South
Packed up my tools for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves
For chumps tryna 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 some consignment and he wasn't trying to hear it
Smoking mad Newports cause I'm due in court
For an assault that I caught in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat in hand, cause man

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I had the master plan, I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland
With my man Two-Tecs to take over this projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
And when he start to bust, he like to ask, "Who's next?"
I got my honey on the Amtrak with the crack
In the crack of her ass, two pounds of hash in the stash
I wait for hon to make some quick cash
I told her she could be lieutenant, bitch got gassed
At last, I'm literally lounging black
Sitting back, counting double digit thousand stacks
Had to re-up, see what's up with my peeps
Toyota Deal-a-Thon had it cheap on the Jeeps
See who got smoked, what rumors was spread
Last I heard I was dead with six to the head
Then I got the phone call, it couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of
By some bitch named Alberta over nickel-plated burners
And my bitch, swear to God she won't snitch
I told her when she hit the bricks, I'll make the hooker rich
Conspiracy, she'll be home in three
Until then I looks out for the whole family
A true G, that's me, blowing like a bubble
In the everyday struggle

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I'm seeing body after body and our mayor Giuliani
Ain't tryna see no black man turn to John Gotti
My daughter use a potty so she's older now
Educated street knowledge, I'mma mould her now
Trick a little dough buying young girls fringes
Dealing with the dope fiend binges, seeing syringes
In the veins, hard to explain how I maintain
The crack smoke make my brain feel so strange
Breaking days on the set, no sweat
Drunk off Moet, can't bag yet because it's still wet
But when that dry, bagging five at a time
I can clock about nine on the check cashing line
I had the first and the third, rehearse that's my word
Thick in the game, D's knew my first name
Should I quit? Shit no, even though they had me scared
Yo, they got a eight, I got a Tec with air holes

[Outro]
And that's just how the shit go in the struggle, mothafucka
(Hah, come on, what you say)

Biggie, i can respect that

 

[K9]

you're not relevant

ur mum is not revelnt

-K9