Some say the x, make the sex


Spec-tacular, make me lick you from yo neck


To yo back, then ya, shiverin, tounge deliverin


Chills up that spine, that ass is mine


Skip the wine and the candlelight, no Cristal tonight


If its alright with you, we fuckin (that's cool)


Deja vu, the blunts sparked, finger fuckin in the park


Pissy off Bacardi Dark


Remember when I used to play between yo legs


You begged for me to stop because you know where it would head


Straight to yo mother's bed


At the Mariott, we be lucky if we find a spot


Next to yo si$'ter, damn I really missed the


way she used to rub my back, when I hit that


Way she used to giggle when yo ass would wiggle


Now I know you used to sweets at the Parker Meridian


Trips to the Carribean, but tonight, no ends


You must be used to me spendin


And all that sweet winin and dinin


Well I'm fuckin you tonight


Girl you look fine, like a windface Rolex, you just shine


I like that waistline


Let me hit that from behind, which wall you wanna climb


My styles genuine, girl I love you long time


I got you pinned up, with yo fuckin limbs up


All because you like the way my Benz was rimmed up


Bitch keep yo shin up, please watch me do thee


Nasty, like it when you make it move fast mommy


I like it when you tro' it pon me


No love makin, strictly back breakin


Ceas' know, all his hoes, go to my door


Then they go to his flo', to fuck some more


So no, caviar, sharp bar, uh uh


Strictly sex that's pretty and left over spaghetti


I know you used to slow CD's and Don P's


But tonight its eight tracks and six-packs while I hit that


You must be used to me spendin


And all that sweet winin and dinin


Well I'm fuckin you tonight

Don't you know your queen
Whipped
Heaving
Flower bloom at my feet

Don't you know your queen
Cracked
Peelin'
Riddled with disease
Don't you know me

No family is safe
When I sashay

Don't you know your queen
Gleaming
Wrapped in golden leaf
Don't you know me
Rank
Ragged
Skin sewn on sheets
Casing the barracks
For an ass to break and harness
Into the fold
Marry

No family is safe
When I sashay

Lay me doon in the caul caul groon
Whaur afore monie mair huv gaun
Lay me doon in the caul caul groon
Whaur afore monie mair huv gaun
When they come a wull staun ma groon
Staun ma groon al nae be afraid
Thoughts awe hame tak awa ma fear
Sweat an bluid hide ma veil awe tears
Ains a year say a prayer faur me
Close yir een an remember me
Nair mair shall a see the sun
For a fell tae a Germans gun
Lay me doon in the caul caul groon
Whaur afore monie mair huv gaun
Lay me doon in the caul caul groon
Whaur afore monie mair huv gaun
Whaur afore monie mair huv gaun

Close the door, put out the light

You know they won't be home tonight, ohhoohohoh

The snow falls hard an' don't you know

The winds of Thor are blowin' cold cold cold col col col...

They're wearin' steel that's bright an' true oh, oh, oh, oh,

To build a dream for me an' you ah-hahhhh

They choose the path where no-one goes

They hold no quarter, oh hoh

They ask, they ask no quarter, no quarter,


Walkin' side by side with death

The devil mocks their every step

The snow drives back the foot that's slow

The dogs of doom are howlin' more more more more more...

They carry news that must get through

To build a dream for me an' you ahhhh yes they do,

A-they choose the path where no-one goes.

They hold no quarter,

They ask,

They ask,

They ask,

They ask, (ask) no quarter


Oh what misery without quarter

Oh the pain, the pain without quarter, oh-oh-oh

Ooh yeah Ooh, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah

Ahh give me quarter, quarter, quarter, quarter

Oh give me... Oh give me...

Here's one all the checkers in my local supermarket start singing whenever it comes on their music:

I want a man with slow hand

doesn't come ... in a heated rush

....

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?

I must be strong
And carry on
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven

Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven?

Eric Clapton's Tears In Heaven

Merry Christmas to all .And best wishes for 2015 From Poolboy God bless.

Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon Virgin Mother and Ch!ld
Holy Infant so tender and mild
S l e e p in heavenly peace
S l e e p in heavenly peace

Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia!
Christ, the Saviour is born
Christ, the Saviour is born

Silent night, holy night
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth "

Too much wagonist
Too much antagonist

Wolves and leopards are trying to kill
The sheep and the shepherds, yes
Wolves and leopards are trying to kill
The sheep and the shepherds, yeah

Too much informers
Too much talebearers
Too much informers
Too much talebearers

Time to seperate the sheep from the wolves
We're at the crossroads
And this is the time of decision

i took a drive today
time to emancipate
i guess it was the beatings made me wise
but i'm not about to give thanks, or apologize
i couldn't breathe, holdin' me down
hand on my face, pushed to the ground
enmity gauged, united by fear
forced to endure what i could not forgive...
i seem to look away
wounds in the mirror waved
it wasn't my surface most defiled
head at your feet, fool to your crown
fist on my plate, swallowed it down
enmity gauged, united by fear
tried to endure what i could not forgive
saw things
saw things
saw things
saw things
clearer
clearer
once you, were in my...
rearview mirror...
i gather speed from you fucking with me
once and for all i'm far away
i hardly believe, finally the shades...are raised...
saw things so much clearer
once you, once you...
rearviewmirror...
saw things so much clearer
once you, once you...
rearviewmirror...

Some girls give me money
Some girls buy me clothes
Some girls give me jewelry
That I never thought I'd own
Some girls give me diamonds
Some girls, heart attacks
Some girls I give all my bread to
I don't ever want it back
Some girls give me jewelry
Others buy me clothes
Some girls give me ****
I never asked them for
So give me all your money
Give me all your gold
I'll buy you a house back in Zuma beach
And give you half of what I own
Some girls take my money
Some girls take my clothes
Some girls get the shirt off my back
And leave me with a lethal dose
French girls they want Cartier
Italian girls want cars
American girls want everything in the world
You can possibly imagine
English girls they're so prissy
I can't stand them on the telephone
Sometimes I take the receiver off the hook
I don't want them to ever call at all
White girls they're pretty funny
Sometimes they drive me mad
Black girls just wanna get fucked all night
I just don't have that much jam
Chinese girls are so gentle
They're really such a tease
You never know quite what they're cookin'
Inside those silky sleeves
Give me all you money
Give me all your gold
I'll buy you a house back in Zuma beach
And give you half of what I own
Yeah baby why don't you please come home
Some girls they're so pure
Some girls so corrupt
Some girls give me ****
I only made love to her once
Give me half your money
Give me half your car
Give me half of everything
I'll make you world's biggest star
So gimme all your money
Give me all your gold
Let's go back to Zuma beach
I'll give you half of everything I own

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Tried to post the lyrics to this but it came up.... You Can Not Post This!!??.......
Why?

Yeah... yeah!
Fool -- you know how we do it

West Side
Comin from the West Side
Nothin but the West Side

Ain't nuttin goin on but the bomb-ass rap song
Hittin all night long
Just like me on the black and white ivory
Gettin six on artillery, you don't want to see a G
Break yo' ass like dishes
Buster-ass tricks, **** with the fishes
Runnin from Lennox, up at Venice
They wanna have me in stripes, like Dennis the Menace
But that ain't poppin, ain't no stoppin
Fo'-hoppin, ass droppin, Coupe DeVille
My truth can, ill - fool I got skills
So, back on up 'fore I check that chin
Down as fuck and I'm full off Henn'
You gets no love and I thought you knew it
Fool, you know how we do it

Comin from the West Side
West Side, comin from the West Side

[Ice Cube]
Chillin with the homies, smellin the bud
Double parked and I'm talkin to Dub
about who got a plan, who got a plot
whom got got, and who got shot
Cause everybody knows that he got the info
Crazy Toones hangin out the window
Fool I got them bomb-ass tapes
Da Lench Mob, _Planet of the Apes_
I'm down with Eiht, and _Watts Up_
Kam is solo, they got nuts
When Ice Cube write a sentence
I want "The Bomb," just like George Clinton
S-K-D is down to catch a body
Put on _Knee Deep_, we'll turn out your party
You gets no love and I thought you knew it
Fool, you know how we do it

You know how we do it

[Ice Cube]
Jack B. Nimble, and Jack B. Quick
if you wanna jack me on a lick, cause
I'm that fool from South Central
You think you stuck yourself, with a number 2 pencil
That's how I poke hot lead in yo' ass
With "Mo' Bounce to the Ounce" in the dash
Mash up, Ve-nice, headed for the West
Everything is great, slow down for the dip
On a 100 and 8th and keep mashin
Don't drink and drive to keep the fo' from crashin
Stashin a glock and I thought you knew it
You know how we do it

Comin from the West Side, West Side
Nuttin but a West Side
It's hittin on the West Side
Fool, you know how we do it

Taking me higher than I've ever been before
I'm holding it back, just wanna shout out give me more
You're just a hideaway, you're just a feeling
You let my heart escape, beyond the meaning

Not even I can find a way to stop the storm
Oh, baby, it's out of my control, what’s going on?
You're just a chance I take to keep on dreaming
You're just another day that keeps me breathing

Baby, I love the way that there's nothing sure
Baby, don't stop me, hide away with me some more!

Ooh aah aah ooh ooh aah aah ooh
Ooh aah aah ooh ooh aah aah ooh

You’re sending a shiver up my spine might overflow
You're bringing me closer to the edge, I'm letting go
You're just a hideaway, you're just a feeling
You let my heart escape, beyond the meaning

Putting my head into the clouds I'm floating home
When you get me going I can't find a way to stop
You're just a chance I take to keep on dreaming
You're just another day that keeps me breathing

Ooh aah aah ooh ooh aah aah ooh
Ooh aah aah ooh ooh aah aah ooh

Baby, I love the way that there's nothing sure
Baby, don't stop me, hide away with me some more

Bringing me higher than I've ever been before
I'm holding it back, just wanna shout out give me more
You're just a hideaway, you're just a feeling
You let my heart escape, beyond the meaning

Not even I can find a way to stop the storm
Oh, baby, it's out of my control, what’s going on?
You're just a chance I take to keep on dreaming
You're just another day that keeps me breathing
Aah aah aah yeah
You’re a day that keeps me dreaming

Ooh aah aah ooh ooh aah aah ooh
Ooh aah aah ooh ooh aah aah ooh

Baby, I love the way that there's nothing sure
Baby, don't stop me, hide away with me some more
Hideaway with me some more


Love this tune, reminding me of back in the day!

Follow me as I descend into madness

With gladness,

For years I've been surrounded by this badness

No time to waste

Its high time I escaped out the forests gates

I'm sorry mate but these ends are in a sorry state

You cant relate

Yeah well you can fuck off cant you mate

Your heart is fake

Cant appreciate how this artist paints

My art is great

Its my mind that's in darkest place

I cant erase

The memories I have of a darker days

The darker days

That left a bitter after-taste

I've passed the stage

Of trying hard to mask this rage

I'm letting go

Calling out to god to let him know

I'm falling on my own accord

Please don't attempt to save my soul


[Chorus]

You get up off the ground

Take a look around

Dust yourself off that's when they knock Back down


You get up off the ground

Take a look around

Dust yourself off that's when they knock Back down


You get up off the ground

Take a look around

Dust yourself off that's when they knock Back down


You get up off the ground

Take a look around

Dust yourself off that's when they knock Back down


No back-pack

Just a tramp making tracks

I'm cool like Keith

Making friends with the rats

Observing how they act

They ain't begging for my scraps

They ain't cats

They'd rather wait until I turned my back

No turning back

Maybe now's the time to turn to crack

I've learned the facts

Way before I learnt to rap

This place is mess

The people here they don't praise success

They H8 it yes they don't want to see you make progress

That's why they test

Try to knock you to the ground

You pick yourself up

That's when they knock you back down

The university of life blud

That's where I got my schooling

I know that they cant knock me down

As long as I keep falling

Lost my way
Fell down a hole
No-ones gonna come and save my soul
Lost my way
No going back
I’m stuck right here, and that is that!

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Yo this is Chris Rock with Lil Jon, bein corrupted.
I think it's time for the bitches to get a lil lower, lower then last time.
That's right, I want you bitches to be under under.
That's right, whan you see under, be under that motherfucker.
LOW!
LOW BITCH!
Lower then a fucking pregnant ant's stomach bitch!
LOWER!
Whatchu doing standin bitch?!
GET DOWN!
Fucking incomin bitch! Incomin!
GET LOW!


Now I **** when some crazy bitch says "Let's Be Friends".
Yeah I wanna be the friend that's fuckin you in the ass bitch!
Thats the friend I wanna be.

I’ll bust yo head, it ain’t shit to me!
Have you plankin dead, it ain’t shit to me!
Flocka! Flocka!
Arms up screaming victory
Obituary
Read you out of history
Obituary
Read you out of history
Obituary
Read you out of history
Obituary
Read you out of history 
Have you rob me, statute death, a unsolved mystery

Rappers comin out the closet like they Jason Collins
Rappers beef with other niggas
They don’t want these problems
I just get it poppin, grew up, I didn’t have an option
My youngins, they ain’t got a option, they’ll shoot yo shit up
That’s facts nigga
Stay strapped nigga
Ridin round town with that same fat nigga
That’s deep dash, window smack, choppa with a blast
6 hour surgeries and a body cast
Ah, r-r-r-ride on the enemy
Ah, g-give a fuck about this industry
Shoot one, I shoot two, you know the remedy
Headshot, top back, JF Kennedy

I’ll bust yo head, it ain’t shit to me!
Have you plankin dead, it ain’t shit to me!
Flocka! Flocka!
Arms up screaming victory
Obituary
Read you out of history
Obituary
Read you out of history
Obituary
Read you out of history
Obituary
Read you out of history 
Have you rob me, statute death, a unsolved mystery

Adopt yo soul, it ain’t shit to me!
Parties droppin, I see murder like Master P
Obituary, you just made history
No prints, just an unsolved mystery
Copped my first strap when I was 14
Real painkiller like morphine
Don’t pause, add em up, I need more fiends
I can see it in his face, he soft as Ice Cream
Wooh da K.id, Waka Flocka – b-b-b-bad news
I swear these boys nuts, no cashews
Cross the line, you gon die today
Droppin money on ya head like he DOA

I’ll bust yo head, it ain’t shit to me!
Have you plankin dead, it ain’t shit to me!
Flocka!
Arms up screaming victory
Obituary
Read you out of history
Obituary
Read you out of history
Obituary
Read you out of history
Obituary
Read you out of history 
Have you rob me, statute death, a unsolved mystery

There's a destination, a little up the road
From the habitations and the towns we know
A place we saw the lights turn low
The jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow

Pullin' out jives and jamboree handouts
Two turntables and a microphone
Bottles and cans and just clap your hands
Just clap your hands

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII've been workin' from seven
Baby to eleven every night.
OOOOH-YEAH, It really makes life a drag, drag, drag.
People I know you don't think that's right.
I've really been the best,
the best of fools.
Oooh, yes but I did what I could.
Yes I did.

Oh I love you mama,
yes I love you baby,
Woah I love ya,
Oh I love ya,
A-Well,

Oh baby, since I've been loving you,
I'm about to lose,
my worried mind.
Oooh, don't make me lose it!

Everybody try'na tell me, tell me,
OOOOOWOOWOOOAAH, that you didn't leave me no good
But I tried, I tried,
I tried, I tried
OOOOH, I really tried to do the best I could!

I've been-a workin',
I've been-a workin,
I've been-a workin' from seven,
AAAWW, baby baby to
eleven everynight
Yes it's a drag, woah it's a drag,
My it's a drag, yes it's a drag,
Sweet Mama,
Sweet Mama, I don't think that's right!

OOOOOOH, baby since I've been loving you,
I'm about to lose,
my worried mind.
AAAW, don't make me, don't make me,
don't make me, don't make me,
don'tmake me lose it!

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One of my favorite songs

Dark shadows from above
Ravens fly, obliterate the sun
"It's a sign of the devil.
He will come for his servant tonight"

These are dark times
Suspicious minds breed like rats
Guardians of corrupt morality
Spread their filthy lies

Am I to burn?
I have not sinned!
Burned at the stake
Innocent blo.od that can never be washed clean

The flames of ignorance
Grow higher and higher
Licking my flesh - burning my soul
The raven laughing in the moon

These are dark times
Suspicious minds breed like rats
Guardians of corrupt morality
Spread their filthy lies again...

Am I to burn?
I have not sinned!
Burned at the stake
Innocent blo.od that can never be washed clean

Waoh, hey, waoh, see, waoh, see, oh well, hey
Ah, from mi stand up inna volcano
Ah, from den mi bun di ganja pipe
Babylon come an tell mi dat naw right
Mi say mi bun it an pass it on da right

Mi say dem come in and dem lookin' pon di dread
Dem say, "Hey natty dread locks, a where you come from?
You muss have two stick a sensi under your tam"
Mi say, "No officer, lawd, you muss be madd
Mi only smoke cigarette an strictly shag"
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Yes I

Fuck that! Who run shit, watch these drums hit You dove head first into some old dumb shit Here's a can of ass whip, for you to come get Your clique made their trip, I made them hoes submit Ask your girl, she knows the scoop don't fuck with Bugz bitch I'll chop off her titti, have you sucking one tit Them pink belly *****s is who you run with Making half ass songs, shitty snares and one kick I **** your damn sound, don't like it one bit You can make a double album, won't have one hit Your entire outfit is on some bullshit And there's not a damn one that I can't out wit I admit, that my style is unfit For mamma's baby boy because I'm on some dumb shit Like I commit arsony, get harm quick You pull the alarm switch, I'll stab you in your armpit Now who the nitwit wanna come get with This egotistic, hip-hop fundal mentalisitic Don't risk it, you'll get your shit split Now keep your distance, and keep existence I'm the persistent when it comes to bench shit I smoked a blunt with my judge before my sentence I'm relentless to deny you're senseless Yo bitch, pay my bill that's where the hell your rent went Fuck that!

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Sure I will write lyrics soon

Do you know what it means to have a revolution? And what it takes to make a solution? Fighting against oppression Battering down depression

Are you ready to stand up and fight the right revolution? Are you ready to stand up and fight it just like soldiers? Many are called, few are chosen Many are called, few are chosen

Got to fight the right fight in this time

Are you ready to stand up and fight the right revolution? Are you ready to stand up and fight it just like soldiers? Many are called, few are chosen Many are called, few are chosen

If you wanna live a, live a, live a, live a, live, live forever You got to love a, love a, love a, love a, love, love each other Say you gotta live, live, live, live on, live on forever And love, love, love, love, love, love one another

Got to fight the right fight in this time

Living and loving and sharing and caring [Incomprehensible] A man is paid according to his work

Say we gotta live a, live a, live, live, live, live on forever Love, love, love, love, love, love each other We got to live, live, live, live on, live on forever And love, love, love, love, love one and other

Living and loving and sharing and caring, well

Revolution, revolution Revolution, revolution Revolution, revolution Revolution, revolution

Heard Cilla Black singing "Alfie" on BBC Radio 2 on Saturday, a great Burt Bacharach/Hal David song (Bacharach insisted on 48 takes) and which, after "You're My World" is probably Cilla's finest recording of the 60s, just a shame she went all "family entertainment" and ended up introducing naff reality shows like "Blind Date" and "Surprise, Surprise". And there has just been a three part biopic of Cilla's early years on t.v. here in the UK, last episode was shown on Monday and if it comes to the US it is well worth watching. Sheridan Smith deserves the tsunami of praise being heaped on her for her portrayal of the young Cilla (and she did her own singing too) and Aneurin Barnard and Ed Stoppard were good too as Cilla's boyfriend and later husband Bobby Willis and Brian Epstein respectively.

....

They've hired men with their scythes so sharp to cut him off at the knee
They've rolled him and tied him by the way, serving him most barbarously
They've hired men with their sharp pitchforks who've pricked him to the heart
And the loader he has served him worse than that
For he's bound him to the cart

They've wheeled him around and around a field 'til they came onto a pond
And there they made a solemn oath on poor John B...
They've hired men with their crabtree sticks to cut him skin from bone
And the miller he has served him worse than that
For he's ground him between two stones

....