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I'm on of those freaks who just listen and love Beethoven! Seriously my best thing ever i listen to is Symphony 9 for this one hell of an artist, sorry for being offtopic!

Always and forever each moment with you Is just like a dream to me that somehow came true And I know tomorrow will still be the same 'Cause we've got a life of love that won't ever change and

Every day love me your own special way Melt all my heart away with a smile Take time to tell me you really care and we'll share tomorrow together I'll always love you forever (always forever) forever

There'll always be sunshine when I look at you It's something I can't explain just the things that you do And if you get lonely phone me and take A second to give to me that magic you make and

Every day love me your own special way Melt all my heart away with a smile Take time to tell me you really care and we'll share tomorrow together I'll always love you forever ever ever Loving you is the thing that I planned for a very long time (Always forever love you) me with you you with me we as one Love together (always forever love you) for a very long time Loving you (always forever love you) you (always forever love you)

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone It's not warm when she's away Ain't no sunshine when she's gone And she's always gone too long anytime she goes away

Wonder this time where she's gone Wonder if she's gone to stay Ain't no sunshine when she's gone And this house just ain't no home Anytime she goes away

And I know, I know, I know, I know I know, I know, I know, I know... I know, I know

Hey I'll leave the young thing alone But ain't no sunshine when she's gone Ain't no sunshine when she's gone Only darkness everyday

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone And this house just ain't no home Anytime she goes away Anytime she goes away Anytime she goes away Anytime she goes away

The way I growed up, sho' nuff, chips on my shoulder Knew about that cola when I was in a stroller But came ahold of choppin them boulders gettin older Wantin a Rover, ducked in them rows meetin quotas Shorty bipolar, load her by cock I tried to told ya When movin the wrong direction ain't no flesh and then it's over You on that doja, G.I. Joe shit but you ain't a soldier Chopper or fold ya, you not cobra commander, you bozo I'm the composer, writer of murder, the odor leakin out of your body, temperature is gettin colder But you sweatin and dizzy like a person who ain't sober Realizin your life is comin quickly to a closure Losin composure, out of breath like you underwater Twenty seconds in the game, and it's the fourth quarter Primetime, "Dateline" are the best exposure Now you're still, on the news and everybody knows ya Yeahhhh, YEA!

Go now boy, get your vest, protect yo' neck, kill for fun Watch how they run and scatter when I go and pull out my gun (gun) Call me ignorant and young, psycho sicko negro They know that I just fuck and be gone (gone) Drivin crazy halfway dumb Don't stop even when the law come, believe every word out my lungs I'm losin it, snappin huh, this ain't just no rappin uh Back all the way back when you see that strap cause it go dada-da-da Are you ready to die tell me why you choose to tell me in my face, have your body dry, pack that fire, look in my eye Have your spirit below me or floatin in the fuckin sky All black is my attire, lookin like a umpire Toss you in the trash like a bullshit, out fly Yeah yeah ye-yeah ye, YEA!

The murder capital mo' mayhem, yes it's thriller Put four in your head, have you floatin off in a river It's cold, you shook, we crooks, your body'll quiver These rappers so tough but really they softer than pillows Or chinchilla or Twinkie filler, hone of a realer They turn to serial assassins for some scrilla Now me could see I mean him, yes this nigga Stays true to what I do cause I keeps it realer Be for real, have you ever ever pulled a trigger? It's serious business shorty, nothin is more iller No discrimination, you could be chocolate or vanilla And find yourself in the presence of a fuckin killer Oh, oh, oh, oh yeahhhh, YEA

This town, is coming like a ghost town All the clubs have been closed down This place, is coming like a ghost town Bands won't play no more too much fighting on the dance floor

Do you remember the good old days Before the ghost town? We danced and sang, And the music played inna de boomtown

This town, is coming like a ghost town Why must the youth fight against themselves? Government leaving the youth on the shelf This place, is coming like a ghost town No job to be found in this country Can't go on no more The people getting angry

This town, is coming like a ghost town This town, is coming like a ghost town This town, is coming like a ghost town This town, is coming like a ghost town

- Everybody be cool, this is a robbery!

- Any of you fucking pricks move, and I'll execute every motherfucking last one
of you!

Me and Fast got the gats; we're out to rob a bank.
We got Steve outside carrying a full pack.
Now everything's cool and everything's smooth. (Hey that's smooth)
I walked up to the teller, I gave her the letter
She gave me the loot with puckered up lips
and a wink that I found cute, and I said,
baby, baby, baby

(Is this some Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here baby or what.)
By that time Fast tapped me with the 9
he said it was time to blow, ya know. So out the door we go.
Back to the ride with Steve inside and alive; off we drive
I hurt my lower lumbar, you know we'll
never get far, riding around in a stolen
police car, so we dropped it off and
piled in a Caddy; Steve was driving
because I had to talk to my man about something.
- Look, I don't know anything about any fucking set-up, you can torture me all
you want.
- Torture you, that's good, that's a good idea, I like that one.

Running around robbing banks

all wacked off of Scooby Snacks!

I don't give a fuck about the hell's
gate, ain't punkin' the crowd and I'm still
standing up straight.
So, we pull these jobs to make a little money;
no one gets hurt if they don't act funny.
On the way to the yacht, we almost got caught,
fast is shooting mailboxes, not knowing
where the cop is.
They're at the Dunkin Donuts, adjacent from
the Froman's whose mailbox fast had just
exploded. They gave chase, but my man
Steve is an ace; we lost those brothers
with haste. We casted off and along we went
off Bermuda to an island resort we rented.

- Sonny, I need you cool, are you cool?
- I am cool.

Running around robbing banks
all wacked off of Scooby Snacks!

Here Comes The Pain !


Enemy - Show me what you wanna be

I can handle anything

Even if I can't handle you

Readily - Either way it better be

Don't you fuckin' pity me

Get up, get off...

What the hell am I sayin'?

I don't know about malevolent

Sure as hell decadent

I want somebody to step up, step off

Walls!

Let me fall!

FUCK YOU ALL!

Get a grip, don't let me slip 'til I drop the ball.


Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it You're goin' down, this is a war!


FUCK IT!


Who the fuck am I to criticize your twisted state of mind?

You're leavin' me suspect -

I'm leavin' you grotesque

Feels like a burn from which you never learn

Cause and effect, your jealous ass

Press your face against the glass - SUFFER!


Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it You're goin' down, this is a war!


I've just begun It's about that time Gotta get mine


I've just begun It's about that time Gotta get mine


I've just begun It's about that time Gotta get mine


I've just begun It's about that time Gotta get MINE!


YOU CAN'T KILL ME CUZ I'M ALREADY INSIDE YOU

YOU CAN'T KILL ME CUZ I'M ALREADY INSIDE YOU!

YOU CAN'T KILL ME CUZ I'M ALREADY INSIDE YOU!

YOU CAN'T KILL ME CUZ I'M ALREADY INSIDE YOU!


SIC! SIC! SIC! SIC!

I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She's coming in the 12:30 flight
The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation

I stopped an old man along the way
Hoping to find some old forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say
"Hurry boy, it's waiting there for you!"

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do what's right
Sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti

I seek to cure what's deep inside
Frightened of this thing that I've become

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

Hurry boy, she's waiting there for you

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

My lyrical interpretation may be a tad bit off, but I'll do the best I can. Lmfao.

Wub wub, wicky-wicky-wicky-wicky wub, wub wub, *strange noise*, screech, wub wub, wicky-wicky-wicky-wicky wub, wub wub, beep beep beep screech.

I see the girls in the club, they gettin' wild for me And all the pretty chicks all wanna smile at me These rap cats man they all got their style from me And if I ever seen them then they probably bow to me And when this beat - drop I know they gon' lean World debut, I know they gon' fiend Everything, Mississippi to the Palm Springs Girls from brunettes down to blonde queens These young boys don't know what a don mean I'm just a bad boy gone clean I'm the diamond chain choker, always remain sober Don't drink liquor and all the games over Need a plane, I explain it to my broker Three bots in the hood top down, it ain't nova (My homie) You know there's more man where that come from Me and Cudda Love rollin' back to back in one

See I rep the most high, still I'm the most fly I win so much, they wanna know who I'm coached by Everyday approached by chicks when I was on top Wanna give me sosa, but I'm like don't try I see the hisses and the disses when I go by But see the misses on my wristses when I float by Self control, and I can't tell you no lie Tryin' to find a soulmate, you end up being SOUL TIED I make my money man without the coca Livin'la vida without the loca I'm down south so they show me country love And I ain't even country thug The people give me daps and hugs, so it must be love And I love the country grub It feel good to hear people singing welcome back And I ain't even sellin' the track, cause I'm that Harlem cat

So let's leave it alone......
Cause we can't see eye to eye.
There ain't no good guy, there ain't no bad guy,
There's only you and me and we just disagree.

Everything I've seen needs rearranging
And for anyone who thinks it's strange
Then you should be the first to want to make this change
And for everyone who thinks that life is just a game
Do you like the part you're playing

From You Set The Scene, by Love.

Camera's got them images
Camera's got them all
Nothing's shocking...
Show me everybody
Naked and disfigured
It's not shocking...
And now the news is
Just another show
With sex and violence...

Sex is violent...
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Seriously disappointed in y'alls music literacy, here....

throw you clothes on the floor, and I throw my clothes off too.

Ooh baby, I hear how you spend night-time
Wrapped like candy in a pure blue neon glow
Fade away and radiate
Fade away and radiate.

Ooh baby, watchful lines vibrate soft in brainwave time
Silver pictures move so slow
Golden tubes faintly glow.

Electric faces seem to merge
Hidden voices mock your words
Fade away and radiate
Fade away and radiate.

Beams become my dream
My dream is on the screen
The beams become my dream
My dream is on the screen.
Dusty frames that still arrive
Die in nineteen fifty-five
Fade away and radiate
Fade away and radiate.

The beam becomes my dream
My dream is on the screen
Fade away and radiate.

"just because I can!"

Look at you
Feeling all good
You can't resist
You have to be all
Up in it
Don't it feel great
Talking Shit
I let it go.

Why don't you just leave me alone.
My heart's gonna break from the fall.
Holding on to petty things.
Feeling all the **** it brings.
Why don't you just leave me alone.

Check-to-check-to-check, yo

Real sick of hearing these pricks talk shit,
They get their throat slit 'cause they're talking to me like I'm thick. And I'm
Real tired of all these bullshit guys, they best go hide 'cause I'm looking for them on the sly
'Cause I've had it up to here, right up to here,
Might have to do it Reservoir Dogs style
Slice of their ear.
'Cause I've had enough of bredders acting tough, trying to get rough when it's obvious they ain't rough enough.

Listen!
I don't just talk the talk, I walk it,
That's why my mouth's always coming out with raw shit,
My rap style's distorted
Like Little Mo getting raped and keeping the baby instead of getting it aborted
Yo, I talk morbid
Just to make you feel awkward
Death's a part of life, yo, you just can't ignore it,
Especially when I rip out your heart and on my sleeve sport it
Like it's something you think's special 'cause your dead gran bought it.
I talk so foul, I talk so coarse
I show no regret, I show no remorse
Like a necromaniac raping a corpse up the anal passage whilst contracting genital warts
My metaphors are twisted
Like that game where you gotta put the Hob Nob in your gob if you're the last one to come on the biscuit
I'm so sadistic
That's why I fantasise about finding my mum's ex floating in the bath tub with his wrists slit.

And I'm
Real sick of hearing these pricks talk shit,
They get their throat slit 'cause they're talking to me like I'm thick. And I'm
Real tired of all these bullshit guys, they best go hide 'cause I'm looking for them on the sly
'Cause I've had it up to here, right up to here,
Might have to do it Reservoir Dogs style
Slice of their ear.
'Cause I've had enough of bredders acting tough, trying to get rough when it's obvious they ain't rough enough.

You best ban TV if you want me to stop,
'Cause I'm so heavily influenced by the things that I watch
It ain't just
Pulp Fiction and Reservoir Dogs,
It's Irréversible, Baise-moi and City of God,
It's the news on every channel when I turn on the box,
It's them ****philes singing on Top of The Pops
Gary Glitter, Michael [Jackson] - What?
On the 'net Ken Bigley got his neck checked off.
That's some
Nasty shit and still you wonder why I'm sick when I see this shit and I say exactly what I think.
That's some nasty shit and still you don't ban it
But you ban computer games, something round here really stinks.
What about cigarettes and alcoholic drinks? Or the animal that died just so your wife could wear that mink?
You're disgraceful like getting caught pissin' in the sink.
Or a white girl who won't suck my dick just because it's pink.

And I'm
Real sick of hearing these pricks talk shit,
They get their throat slit 'cause they're talking to me like I'm thick. And I'm
Real tired of all these bullshit guys, they best go hide 'cause I'm looking for them on the sly.
Had it up to here, right up to here,
Might have to do it Reservoir Dogs style
Slice of their ear.
'Cause I've
had enough of bredders acting tough, trying to get rough when it's obvious they ain't rough enough.

Check it!
The last verse is just as bad as the first but compared to the second, yo, it's definitely worse
'Cause it's about a guy getting chauffeured in a hearse.
Let me do what Nas did and tell this shit in reverse:

The hearse
brings the corpse back to morgue
The guy from the morgue undresses the corpse
Embalming fluid goes back out
The **** goes back in, body goes back to hospital where it comes alive again.
The paramedics walk backwards like an Irish dance,
Put the wounded man back in the ambulance,
The ambulance's engine turns back on
And the lights flash as the siren plays its favourite song.
The guy goes back to the exact spot were they found him
And all the medics and the passers by go back where they came from
Till eventually
No-one surrounds him and the **** pours up him rather than down him.
The man unfalls upwards back on his feet,
Stumbles towards a dark figure on the other side of the street,
He walks into the blade
That cut his belly,
Then he holds his neck which was bleeding already.
He removes his hand so that you can see the cut and as the knife undoes the slice it closes back up.
He unsays the words he said which were "What the fuck!"
And unscreams the scream from the first initial cut.
Then the **** from his severely severed ear
Crawls back up his cheek and slowly disappears,
As the knife-wielding silhouette unhacks it from the rear -
Puts the knife away after reattaching the ear -
Then walks backwards through the bushes where he's disregarding nature
And leaves the guy on the bench unreading his paper,
Takes the snail he stepped on
Back from his creator
Only to be killed again when I fast forward this shit later.

Back in his house now
Back in his bed
He unlistens to his CD and unbops his head,
Takes the CD out the player puts it back in it's case which has my name on the cover
Along with my face.
Fast forward: there's been a murder and the police know who done it,
They're looking for a motive 'cause they don't know why he done it.
Sure enough it don't take that long for them to find a reason and they publicly state it on TV that evening.

A couple months later this shit gets banned
Like it was me who put that switch in his hand
And told him to kill that man,
Like this whole song was just some kinda sickly devised plan
To hurt some poor cunt I don't even know and have never met before in my life.
If it was, then whoever said that "the pen is mightier than the sword" was right and you'd better think twice before you step to me and pick a fight.
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"phew" A lot of words!...hope you read it all!