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  • #16
    Wordz to My First Born 2pac

    [2Pac]
    Can you picture, young niggaz in a rush to grow
    til hard timers in the pen, had to crush his throat
    Probably never even saw it comin - too busy bull****tin
    Caught him with his mouth runnin; ain't this a *****
    They got me twisted in this game
    The feds and the punk, po-lice pointin pistols at my brain
    I wonder if I'm wrong cause I'm thugged out
    My homies murdered execution style runnin in the drug house
    what was supposed to be a easy hit - now **** is flipped
    cause niggaz died over bull**** - it's not my dream
    I'm seein pictures of a broken man, no witnesses
    Only the questions of who smoked the man, young adolescents
    in our prime live a life of crime, though it ain't logical
    We hobble through these tryin times, livin blind
    Lord help me with my troubled soul
    Why all my homies had to die 'fore they got to grow?
    And right before I put my head on the pillow, say a prayer one love
    to the thugs in heaven I'll see you there
    It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't warned
    Help you make it through the storm
    My words to my first born, feel me

    .. My words to my first born
    .. My words to my first born

    [2Pac]
    Since my very first day on this earth, I was cursed
    So I knew, that the birth of a child would make my life worse
    And though it hurt me there was no distortion
    Cause wild seeds can't grow, we need more abortions
    Quiet your soul, cause you know what you had to do
    And so did victims of a world they never came to
    I understand it's a better day comin
    Sometimes cats be sleepin on the dead end
    drivin with the car runnin blinded
    Ain't no love in the hood only hearts torn
    Love letters to the innocent and unborn
    All the babies that died up on the table
    Wasn't able to breathe, cause the family wasn't able
    Can't - blame her I would do the same
    All I could give it was my debt and my last name
    Cause in the game things change livin up and down
    This hard life got me walkin with my head down
    Flashin frowns wasn't meant to be, was I wrong?
    But I'll never get to know, so I carry on
    It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't born
    My words to my first born, feel me


    thanks
    "Flutie was better than Kelly, Elway, Esiason and Cunningham." - Ben Kenobi
    "I have nothing against Wilson, but he's nowhere near the same calibre of QB as Flutie. Flutie threw for 5k+ yards in the CFL." -Ben Kenobi

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    • #17
      Blast, mah thread is closed. No soup for me!

      For the Vegans out there....



      Cows With Guns
      Dana Lyons

      Fat and docile, big and dumb
      They look so stupid, they aren't much fun
      Cows aren't fun


      They eat to grow, grow to die
      Die to be et at the hamburger fry
      Cows well done

      Nobody thunk it, nobody knew
      No one imagined the great cow guru
      Cows are one

      He hid in the forest, read books with great zeal
      He loved Che Guevera, a revolutionary veal
      Cow Tse Tongue

      He spoke about justice, but nobody stirred
      He felt like an outcast, alone in the herd
      Cow doldrums

      He mooed we must fight, escape or we'll die
      Cows gathered around, cause the steaks were so high
      Bad cow pun

      But then he was captured, stuffed into a crate
      Loaded onto a truck, where he rode to his fate
      Cows are bummed

      He was a scrawny calf, who looked rather woozy
      No one suspected he was packing an Uzi
      Cows with guns

      They came with a needle to stick in his thigh
      He kicked for the groin, he pissed in their eye
      Cow well hung

      Knocked over a tractor and ran for the door
      Six gallons of gas flowed out on the floor
      Run cows run!

      He picked up a bullhorn and jumped up on the hay
      We are free roving bovines, we run free today

      We will fight for bovine freedom
      And hold our large heads high
      We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
      Cows with guns

      They crashed the gate in a great stampede
      Tipped over a milk truck, torched all the feed
      Cows have fun

      Sixty police cars were piled in a heap
      Covered in cow pies, covered up deep
      Much cow dung

      Black smoke rising, darkening the day
      Twelve burning McDonalds, have it your way

      We will fight for bovine freedom
      And hold our large heads high
      We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
      Cows with guns

      The President said "enough is enough

      These uppity cattle, its time to get tough"
      Cow dung flung

      The newspapers gloated, folks sighed with relief
      Tomorrow at noon, they would all be ground beef
      Cows on buns

      The cows were surrounded, they waited and prayed
      They mooed their last moos,
      they chewed their last hay
      Cows out gunned

      The order was given to turn cows to whoppers
      Enforced by the might of ten thousand coppers
      But on the horizon surrounding the shoppers

      Came the deafening roar of chickens in choppers

      We will fight for bovine freedom
      And hold our large heads high
      We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
      Cows with guns
      Today, you are the waves of the Pacific, pushing ever eastward. You are the sequoias rising from the Sierra Nevada, defiant and enduring.

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      • #18
        In that vain...

        Johnny Socko
        I Like Cows

        I like cows but not to eat them
        I like cows I like to greet them
        Cows are fun
        You shouldn't put em on a hamburger bun
        Or on the grill in your back yard
        Or on the grill on your car
        I like cows
        I like cows
        They don't have feathers
        I like cows
        But not tanned leather
        Cows say moo
        you shouldn't turn 'em into paste or glue
        Or put 'em on your dinning room chair
        Or cook 'em up 'til they're medium rare
        I like cows
        ------------------------------------------------------

        Our Lady Peace
        Happiness and the Fish

        I confess
        Everyone is overweight
        And I'm obsessed
        Talking is just masturbating
        Without the mess
        Addiction leaves you sad today & unimpressed
        I can't remember all the names because
        Everyone you meet today
        Is just so ****ing vain

        Bored again by happiness
        All those friends I've (die) lost in there

        I'm upset
        Happiness is not a fish
        That you can catch
        Imagination can't resist
        This laziness
        That pins you down, get on your knees
        Everyone you meet today
        Is feeling useless & ashamed
        ------------------------------------------------------------------

        Our Lady Peace
        Naveed

        are you there, and is it comfortable?
        did you want to escape, try to escape the population?
        the pressure is deceiving,
        and for you particularly should we let a young man die?
        let him die if he wants to?
        I can't live here anymore
        it's hard when you reach for that floor and
        and there's something that tears me
        inside, so I can't go

        brother are you there?
        now tell me is it wonderful
        or were you hoping to find something a
        little more?

        climbing down the hours I need to know now
        do the hands of time only rule this chapter
        i'll have to try once again, i'll have to try when I want to
        there he's on his knees again
        trying hard to understand
        why Naveed would let a young man die
        convinced that he might break he reaches
        for that phone
        and then another day has gone
        I never know their names, But i smile just the same
        New faces...Strange places,
        Most everything i see, Becomes a blur to me
        -Grandaddy, "The Final Push to the Sum"

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        • #19
          Denial by Sevendust

          What - never say what you mean
          All I hear is steam
          Never say that to me
          Never say that to me
          Wait - wipe that shlt off your face
          Let's don't stop till we bleed
          The more you spit out your mouth the less I believe

          Denial seems it had to come
          Relied on me to say it all
          Denial has LEFT YOU ALL ALONE

          I - Can all that **** that you said
          Ever make any sense
          Where did you run to - Bltch
          While I was holding my breath?
          What's sacred faded into nothing
          Never put that on me...
          Never put that on me...

          Denial seems it had to come
          Relied on me to say it all
          Denial has LEFT YOU ALL ALONE

          Denial seems it had to come
          Relied on me to say it all
          Denial has LEFT YOU ALL ALONE
          Waste

          Denial seems it had to come
          Relied on me to say it all
          Denial has LEFT YOU ALL ALONE
          "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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          • #20
            For the Trekkies.

            Faith Of The Heart
            It's been a long road getting from there to here
            It's been a long time, but my time is finally near
            and I can feel the change in the wind right now
            Nothing's in my way
            and they're not gonna hold me down no more
            No they're not gonna hold me down

            Cause I've got faith of the heart I'm going where my heart will take me
            I've got faith to believe I can do anything
            I've got strength of the soul and no one's gonna bend or break me
            I can reach any star, I've got faith, I've got I've got I've got faith....faith of the heart

            It's been a long night trying to find my way
            Been through the darkness, now I've finally had my day
            and I will see my dream come alive at last I will touch the sky
            And they're not gonna hold me down no more no they're not gonna change my mind


            Cause I've got faith of the heart I'm going where my heart will take me
            I've got faith to believe I can do anything
            I've got strength of the soul and no one's gonna bend or break me
            I can reach any star, I've got faith, I've got I've got I've got faith....faith of the heart

            I'm going where the winds so cold, to see the darkest days
            But now the winds are free...only winds have changed
            I've been to the fire and I've been to the rain
            But I'll be fine cause I've got faith, faith of the heart

            Cause I've got faith of the heart I'm going where my heart will take me
            I've got faith to believe I can do anything
            I've got strength of the soul and no one's gonna bend or break me
            I can reach any star, I've got , I've got I've got I've got faith....faith of the heart
            faith of the heart I'm going where my heart will take me
            I've got faith to believe and no one's gonna bend or break
            I can reach any star, cause I've got faith, cause I've got faith, faith of the heart

            It's been a long road....
            Today, you are the waves of the Pacific, pushing ever eastward. You are the sequoias rising from the Sierra Nevada, defiant and enduring.

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            • #21
              Tool - Forty-Six & 2

              My shadow's

              Shedding skin and
              I've been picking
              Scabs again.
              I'm down
              Digging through
              My old muscles
              Looking for a clue.

              I've been crawling on my belly
              Clearing out what could've been.
              I've been wallowing in my own confused
              And insecure delusions
              For a piece to cross me over
              Or a word to guide me in.
              I wanna feel the changes coming down.
              I wanna know what I've been hiding in

              My shadow.
              Change is coming through my shadow.
              My shadow's shedding skin
              I've been picking
              My scabs again.

              I've been crawling on my belly
              Clearing out what could've been.
              I've been wallowing in my own chaotic
              And insecure delusions.

              I wanna feel the change consume me,
              Feel the outside turning in.
              I wanna feel the metamorphosis and
              Cleansing I've endured within

              My shadow
              Change is coming.
              Now is my time.
              Listen to my muscle memory.
              Contemplate what I've been clinging to.
              Forty-six and two ahead of me.

              I choose to live and to
              Grow, take and give and to
              Move, learn and love and to
              Cry, kill and die and to
              Be paranoid and to
              Lie, hate and fear and to
              Do what it takes to move through.

              I choose to live and to
              Lie, kill and give and to
              Die, learn and love and to
              Do what it takes to step through.

              See my shadow changing,
              Stretching up and over me.
              Soften this old armor.
              Hoping I can clear the way
              By stepping through my shadow,
              Coming out the other side.
              Step into the shadow.
              Forty six and two are just ahead of me.

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              • #22
                maiden is cool at ripping off historical things. but I think they did at least give credit.

                and I don't really know what these threads are about, I'm just posting lyrics.

                Hear the rime of the Ancient Mariner
                See his eye as he stops one of three
                Mesmerises one of the wedding guests
                Stay here and listen to the nightmares
                of the sea.


                And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
                Caught by his spell and
                the Mariner tells his tale.


                Driven south to the land of snow and ice
                To a place where nobody’s been
                Through the snow fog flies on the albatross
                Hailed in God’s name,
                hoping good luck it brings.


                And the ship sails on, back to the north
                Through the fog and ice and the albatross follows on


                The mariner kills the bird of good omen
                His shipmates cry against what he’s done
                But when the fog clears, they justify him
                And make themselves a part of the crime.


                Sailing on and on and North across the sea
                Sailing on and on and North `til all is calm.


                The albatross begins with its vengeance
                A terrible curse a thirst has begun
                His shipmates blame bad luck on the Mariner
                About his neck, the dead bird is hung.


                And the curse goes on and on and on at sea,
                And the thirst goes on and on for them and me.


                “Day after day, day after day,
                we stuck nor breath nor motion
                As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean
                Water, water everywhere and
                all the boards did shrink
                Water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink.”
                SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE (1798-1834)







                There, calls the Mariner,
                there comes a ship over the line
                But how can she sail with no wind
                in her sails and no tide.


                See .....onward she comes
                Onward she nears, out of the sun
                See.... She has no crew
                She has no life, wait but there’s two


                Death and she life in Death,
                they throw their dice for the crew
                She wins the Mariner and he belongs to her now.
                Then... crew one by one
                They drop down dead, two hundred men
                She...She, Life in Death.
                She lets him live, her chosen one.


                Narrative
                “One after one by the star dogged moon,
                too quick for groan or sigh
                each turned his face with a ghastly pang,
                and cursed me with his eye
                four times fifty living men
                (and I heard nor sigh nor groan),
                with heavy thump, a lifeless lump,
                they dropped down one by one.”
                SAMUEL TAYLOR COLRIDGE (1798- 1834)


                The curse it lives on in their eyes
                The Mariner he wished he’d die
                Along with the sea creatures
                But they lived on, so did he.


                And by the light of the moon
                He prays for their beauty not doom
                With heart he blesses them
                God’s creatures all of them too


                Then the spell starts to break
                The albatross falls from his neck
                Sinks down like lead into the sea
                Then down in falls comes the rain.


                Hear the groans of the long dead seamen
                See them stir and they start to rise
                Bodies lifted by good spirits
                None of them speak
                and they’re lifeless in their eyes.


                And revenge is still sought, penance starts again
                Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on.


                Now the curse is finally lifted
                And the Mariner sights his home
                Spirits go from the long dead bodies
                Form their own light and
                the Mariner’s left alone.


                And then a boat came sailing towards him
                It was a joy he could not believe
                The pilots boat, his son and the hermit.
                Penance of life will fall onto Him.


                And the ship sinks like lead into the sea
                And the hermit shrieves the Mariner of his sins.


                The Mariner’s bound to tell of his story
                To tell his tale wherever he goes
                To teach God’s word by his own example
                That we must love all things that God made.


                And the wedding guest’s a sad and wiser man
                And the tale goes on and on and on.

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                • #23
                  sloww gave me an idea for a part I and part II song

                  SUICIDE NOTE PT. 1

                  Cheap cocaine, a dry inhale, the pills that kill and take
                  the pain away
                  Diet of life, shelter without, the face that cannot
                  see inside yours and mine

                  (Pre)
                  When I'm hiding, when I need it, it lets me
                  breathe, for our handle on this life, I don't believe
                  this time

                  (Chorus)
                  Would you look at me now?
                  Can you tell I'm a man?
                  With these scars on my wrists
                  To prove I'll try again
                  Try to die again, try to live through this night
                  Try to die again.....

                  Forever fooling, free and using, sliding down the
                  slide that breaks a will
                  Mothers angel, getting smarter, how smart are
                  you to regress unfulfilled? It's a damn shame,
                  but who's to blame?

                  (Pre)
                  (Chorus)


                  SUICIDE NOTE PT. II


                  Out of my mind, gun up to the mouth
                  No pretension, execution, live and learn
                  Rape a!
                  nd turn
                  Fret not family, nor pre-judged army
                  This is for me, and
                  me only, cowards only
                  Try it

                  (Chorus)
                  Don't you try to die, like me
                  It's livid and it's lies and makes graves

                  It's not worth the time to try, to replenish a
                  rotting life
                  I'll end the problem, facing nothing, **** you off,
                  **** you all
                  Tortured history, addict of misery, this exposes me
                  for weakness is a magnet - watch me do it

                  (Chorus)

                  Graves descending down
                  Why would you help anyone who doesn't want it,
                  doesn't need it, doesn't want your **** advice
                  when a mind's made up to go ahead and die?
                  What's done is done and gone, so why cry?

                  (Chorus)

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                  • #24
                    yuck those lyrics are depressing. no wonder I grew tired of Pantera.

                    Here's some more uplifting silly stuff.

                    Rock Lobster

                    We were at a party
                    His ear lobe fell in the deep
                    Someone reached in and grabbed it
                    It was a rock lobster

                    Rock Lobster
                    Rock Lobster

                    We were at the beach
                    Everybody had matching towels
                    Somebody went under a dock
                    And there they saw a rock
                    It wasn't a rock
                    It was a rock lobster

                    Rock Lobster
                    Rock Lobster

                    Rock Lobster
                    Rock Lobster

                    Motion in the ocean
                    His air hose broke
                    Lots of trouble
                    Lots of bubble
                    He was in a jam
                    S'in a giant clam

                    Rock, Rock, Rock Lobster
                    Down, down

                    Underneath the waves
                    Mermaids wavin'
                    Wavin' to mermen
                    Wavin' sea fans
                    Sea horses sailin'
                    Dolphins wailin'

                    Rock Lobster
                    Rock Lobster

                    Rock Lobster
                    Rock Lobster

                    Red snappers snappin'
                    Clam shells clappin'
                    Muscles flexin'
                    Flippers flippin'

                    Rock, Rock, Rock Lobster
                    Down, down


                    Lobster
                    Rock
                    Lobster
                    Rock
                    Let's rock!

                    Boy's in bikinis
                    Girls in surfboards
                    Everybody's rockin'
                    Everybody's fruggin'
                    Twistin' 'round the fire
                    Havin' fun
                    Bakin' potatoes
                    Bakin' in the sun

                    Put out your noseguard
                    Put on the Lifeguard
                    pass the tanning butter

                    Here comes a stingray
                    There goes a manta-ray
                    In walked a jelly fish
                    There goes a dog-fish
                    Chased by a cat-fish
                    In flew a sea robin
                    Watch out for that piranha
                    There goes a narwhale
                    Here Comes a Bikini Whale!

                    Rock Lobster
                    Lobster Rock Lobster
                    Rock Lobster
                    Lobster Rock Lobster
                    Rock Lobster
                    Lobster Rock Lobster

                    one more::::

                    Love Shack


                    If you see a faded sign by the side of the road that says
                    15 miles to the... Love Shack! Love Shack yeah
                    I'm headin' down the Atlanta highway, lookin' for the love getaway
                    Heading for the love getaway, love getaway,
                    I got me a car, it's as big as a whale and we're headin' on down
                    To the Love Shack
                    I got me a Chrysler, it seats about 20
                    So hurry up and bring your jukebox money

                    The Love Shack is a little old place where we can get together
                    Love Shack baby, Love Shack bay-bee.
                    Love baby, that's where it's at, Ooo love baby, that's where it's at

                    Sign says.. Woo... stay away fools, 'cause love rules at the Love Shack!
                    Well it's set way back in the middle of a field,
                    Just a funky old shack and I gotta get back

                    Glitter on the mattress
                    Glitter on the highway
                    Glitter on the front porch
                    Glitter on the hallway

                    The Love Shack is a little old place where we can get together
                    Love Shack baby! Love Shack, that's where it's at!
                    Huggin' and a kissin', dancin' and a lovin', wearin' next to nothing
                    Cause it's hot as an oven
                    The whole shack shimmies! The whole shack shimmies when everybody's
                    Movin' around and around and around!
                    Everybody's movin', everybody's groovin' baby!
                    Folks linin' up outside just to get down
                    Everybody's movin', everybody's groovin' baby
                    Funky little shack! Funky little shack!

                    Hop in my Chrysler, it's as big as a whale and it's about to set sail!
                    I got me a car, it seats about 20
                    So hurry up and bring your jukebox money.

                    Bang bang bang on the door baby! Knock a little louder baby!
                    Bang bang bang on the door baby! I can't hear you
                    Your what?.... Tin roof, rusted!

                    Love Shack, baby Love Shack!
                    Love baby, that's where it's at
                    Huggin' and a kissin', dancin' and a lovin' at the love shack

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                    • #25
                      Two For Tuesday; The Beach Boys

                      When I Grow Up (To Be A Man)
                      Brian Wilson

                      When I grow up to be a man
                      Will I dig the same things that turn me on as a kid?
                      Will I look back and say that I wish I hadn't done what I
                      did?
                      Will I joke around and still dig those sounds
                      When I grow up to be a man?

                      Will I look for the same things in a woman that I dig in a
                      girl?
                      (fourteen fifteen)
                      Will I settle down fast or will I first wanna travel the
                      world?
                      (sixteen seventeen)
                      Now I'm young and free, but how will it be
                      When I grow up to be a man?

                      Oooooo Ooooooo Oooooooo
                      Will my kids be proud or think their old man is really a
                      square?
                      (eighteen nineteen)
                      When they're out having fun yeah, will I still wanna have my
                      share?
                      (twenty twenty-one)
                      Will I love my wife for the rest of my life
                      When I grow up to be a man?

                      What will I be when I grow up to be a man?
                      (twenty-two twenty-three)
                      Won't last forever
                      (twenty-four twenty-five)
                      It's kind of sad
                      (twenty-six twenty-seven)
                      Won't last forever
                      (twenty-eight twenty-nine)
                      It's kind of sad
                      (thirty thirty-one)
                      Won't last forever
                      (thirty-two . . .)


                      ----------------------------------------------------------------------------




                      The Little Girl I Once Knew
                      Brian Wilson


                      We met when she was younger
                      And I had no eyes for her.
                      A few years went by and I saw her,
                      Now I'm gonna try for her.

                      (Look out, baby.)
                      (chorus)
                      She's not the little girl I once knew
                      She's not the little girl I once
                      She's not the little girl I once
                      She's not the little girl I once knew.

                      How could I ever have known that
                      She'd be what she is today.
                      An' look at how her boy friend calls her.
                      I'll be movin' in one day.

                      (split man)
                      (chorus)

                      (Bow, bow, bow) Laa-do-day,
                      (Bow, bow, bow) Laa-do-day,
                      (Bow, bow, bow) Laa-do-day,
                      (Bow, bow, bow),
                      (chorus)

                      She's not the little girl I once knew.
                      She's not the little girl I once,
                      She's not the little girl I once knew.
                      She's not the little girl I once,
                      She's not the little girl I once knew.
                      She's not the little girl I once,
                      She's not. . .
                      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                      • #26
                        Love Put a Song
                        In My Heart
                        -perry como




                        Yes . . . your love put a song, put a song,
                        put a song in my heart!
                        Never have I heard such beautiful music before.

                        Yes . . . your love put a song, put a song,
                        put a song in my heart!
                        Beautiful song of two people in love evermore.

                        It wasn't too long ago ( long ago! )
                        I thought I would never know ( never know! )
                        what reason has anyone to sing a happy song!

                        I knew only loneliness ( loneliness! )
                        but then I've found happiness ( happiness! )
                        an' now I just want the world to smile and sing along!

                        Yes . . . your love put a song, put a song,
                        put a song in my heart!
                        Never have I heard such beautiful music before.

                        Yes . . . your love put a song, put a song,
                        put a song in my heart!
                        Beautiful song of two people in love evermore.

                        < instrumental break >

                        The meaning of life I find ( life I find! )
                        is you in my heart an' mind ( heart an' mind! )
                        the meaning that only comes when two hearts beat as one!

                        It's easy to understand ( understand! )
                        once you've given 'love' your hand ( 'love' your hand! )
                        an' followed thru paradise the way that we have done!

                        'Cause . . . your love put a song, put a song,
                        put a song in my heart!
                        Never have I heard such beautiful music before.

                        Yes . . . your love put a song, put a song,
                        put a song in my heart!
                        Beautiful song of two people in love evermore.

                        'Cause . . . your love put a song, put a song,
                        put a song in my heart!
                        Never have I heard such beautiful music before . . . < to fade >


                        Words and Music by Ben Peters
                        "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                        • #27
                          If My Homie Calls 2pac

                          Verse One:

                          Ever since you was a pee-wee, down by my knee with a wee-wee
                          We been coochie-coo all through school, you and me G
                          Back in the days we played practical jokes on
                          everybody smoked with they locs and the yolks on
                          All through high school, girls by the dozens
                          Sayin we cousins, knowin that we wasn't
                          But like the old saying goes
                          Times goes on, and everybody grows
                          Grew apart, had to part, went our own ways
                          You chose the dope gaaaane, my microphone pays
                          In many ways we were paid in the old days
                          So far away from the crazies with AK's
                          And though I been around clowning with the Underground
                          I'm still down with my homies from the hometown
                          And if you need, need anything at all
                          I drop it all for y'all, if my homies call

                          Verse Two:

                          It's a shame, you chose the dope game
                          Now you slang cane on the streets with no name
                          It was plain that your aim was mo' cane
                          You got game now you run with no shame
                          I chose rappin tracks to make stacks
                          In fact I travel the map with raps that spray cats
                          But now I don't wanna down my homie
                          No matter how low you go you're not lowly
                          And I, hear that you made a few enemies
                          But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call
                          If you need my assistance there'll be no resistance
                          I'll be there in an instant
                          Who am I to judge another brother, only on his cover
                          I'd be no different than the other
                          H-to-the-O-to-the-M-to-the-I-to-the-E
                          I'm down to the E-N-D
                          Cause it's a fall in no time at all
                          I'm down for y'all, when my homies call
                          Word, if my homies call

                          Verse Three:

                          Well it's ninety-one and I'm livin kinda swell now
                          But I hear that you're going through some hell pal
                          But life makin records ain't easy
                          It ain't what I expected it's hectic it's sleazy
                          But I guess that the streets is harder
                          Trying to survive in the life of a young godfather
                          My homies is making it elsewhere
                          Striving, working nine to five with no health care
                          We both had dreams of being great
                          But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shaped
                          It's fate, it wasn't my choice to make
                          To be great, I'm giving it all it takes
                          Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes
                          I gotta take, my place or fall from grace
                          The foolish way, the pace is quick and great
                          Smiling face, to hide the trace of heat
                          But my homie would never do me wrong
                          That's why I wrote this song, if you ever need me it's on
                          No matter who the foe they must fall
                          Us against them all I'm down to brawl if my homies call


                          thanks
                          "Flutie was better than Kelly, Elway, Esiason and Cunningham." - Ben Kenobi
                          "I have nothing against Wilson, but he's nowhere near the same calibre of QB as Flutie. Flutie threw for 5k+ yards in the CFL." -Ben Kenobi

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                          • #28
                            One of the few tunes to send big shivers through me...

                            Les Mis - Boubil & Schonberg

                            Valjean:
                            Now you are here
                            Again beside me
                            Now I can die in peace
                            For now my life is blessed...

                            Cosette:
                            You will live, Papa, you're going to live
                            It's too soon, too ever say goodbye!

                            Valjean:
                            Yes, Cosette, forbid me now to die
                            I'll obey,
                            I will try.
                            On this page
                            I write my last confession.
                            Read it well
                            When I at last am sleeping.
                            It's the story
                            Of those who always loved you.
                            Your mother gave her life for you
                            Then gave you to my keeping.

                            Fantine:
                            Come with me
                            Where chains will never bind you
                            All your grief
                            At last, at last behind you.
                            Lord in Heaven,
                            Look down on him in mercy.
                            Valjean:
                            Forgive me all my trespasses
                            And take me to your glory.

                            Fantine and Eponine:
                            Take my hand
                            And lead me to salvation.
                            Take my love,
                            For love is everlasting.
                            Valjean, Fantine, and Eponine:
                            And remember
                            The truth that once was spoken
                            To love another person
                            Is to see the face of God!
                            Too young to die, too rich to care.
                            Too f***ed to swear that I was there.

                            Computer games make your children smell like hammers

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                            • #29
                              Papa'z Song 2pac

                              Daddy's home...

                              [2Pac]
                              Heh, so??
                              You say that like that means somethin to me
                              You've been gone a mighty long mother****in time
                              for you to be comin home talkin that "daddy's home" **** (nigga)
                              We been gettin along fine just without you
                              Me, my brother, and my mother
                              So if you don't mind, you can step the **** off, POPS.. **** you!

                              [2Pac]
                              Had to play catch by myself, what a sorry sight
                              A pitiful plight, so I pray for a starry night
                              Please send me a pops before puberty
                              the things I wouldn't do to see a piece of family unity
                              Moms always work, I barely see her
                              I'm startin to get worried without a pops I'll grow to be her
                              It's a wonder they don't understand kids today
                              so when I pray, I pray I'll never grow to be that way
                              And I hope that he answers me
                              I heard God don't like ugly well take a look at my family
                              A different father every weekend
                              Before we get to meet him they break up before the week ends
                              I'm gettin sick of all the friendships
                              As soon as we kick it he done split and the whole **** ends quick
                              How can I be a man if there's no role model?
                              Strivin to save my soul I stay cold drinkin a forty bottle
                              I'm so sorry...

                              (Chorus)
                              I'm so sorry
                              for all this time (I'm so sorry)
                              for all this time
                              for all this time (don't lie)
                              I'm so sorry
                              for all this time (so, sorry)
                              for all this time
                              for all this time, so sorry baby!

                              [Wycked]
                              Moms had to entertain many men
                              Didn't wanna do it but it's time to pay the rent again
                              I'm gettin a bit older and I'm startin to be a bother
                              Moms can't stand me cause I'm lookin like my father
                              Should I stay or run away, tell me the answer
                              Moms ignores me and avoids me like cancer
                              Grow up rough and it's hard to understand stuff
                              Moms was tough cause his poppa wasn't man enough
                              Couldn't stand up to his own responsibilities
                              Instead of takin care of me, he'd rather live lavishly
                              That's why I'll never be a father;
                              unless you got the time it's a crime don't even bother
                              (That's when I started hatin the phony smiles
                              Said I was an only child)
                              Look at mama's lonely smile
                              It's hard for a son to see his mother cry
                              She only loves you, but has to **** with these other guys
                              I'm so sorry...

                              (Chorus)
                              I'm so sorry
                              for all this time
                              for all this time
                              for all this time
                              I'm so sorry
                              for all this time
                              for all this time (so sorry)
                              for all this time, so sorry baby!

                              [2Pac]
                              Man child in the promised land couldn't afford many heroes
                              Moms was the only one there my pops was a no-show
                              And ohh -I guess ya didn't know
                              that I would grow to be so strong
                              Lookin kinda pale, was it the ale oh pops was wrong
                              Where was the money that you said, you would send me
                              talked on the phone and you sounded so friendly
                              Ask about school and my welfare
                              but it's clear, you ain't sincere hey who the hell cares
                              You think I'm blind but this time I see you comin, Jack
                              You grabbed your coat, left us broke, now ain't no runnin back
                              Ask about my moms like you loved her from the start
                              Left her in the dark, she fell apart from a broken heart
                              So don't even start with that "wanna be your father" ****
                              Don't even bother with your dollars I don't need it
                              I'll bury moms like you left me all alone G
                              Now that that I finally found you, stay the **** away from me
                              You're so sorry..

                              (Chorus)
                              I'm so sorry (so sorry)
                              for all this time (so, so sorry)
                              for all this time (I'm so so sorry)
                              for all this time (**** that!)
                              I'm so sorry
                              for all this time (no)
                              for all this time (so sorry)
                              for all this time, so sorry baby!

                              [Tupac - impersonating his father]
                              I never meant to leave but I was wanted
                              Crossed too many people every house I'd touch was haunted
                              Had to watch the strangers every brother was in danger
                              If I was to keep you breathin, had to be out of range-a
                              Had to move, one to lost my name and pick the number
                              Made me watch my back I had no happy home to run to
                              Maybe it's my fault for being a father livin fast
                              But livin slow, mean half the dough, and you won't get no ass
                              Hindsight shows me it was wrong all along
                              I wanted to make some dough so you would grow to be so strong
                              It took a little longer than I thought
                              I slipped, got caught, and sent to jail by the courts
                              Now I'm doin time and I wish you'd understand
                              all I ever wanted was for you to be a man
                              and grow to be the type you was meant to be
                              Keep the war fightin by the writings that you sent to me
                              I'm so sorry...

                              (Chorus w/ variations til end)


                              thanks
                              "Flutie was better than Kelly, Elway, Esiason and Cunningham." - Ben Kenobi
                              "I have nothing against Wilson, but he's nowhere near the same calibre of QB as Flutie. Flutie threw for 5k+ yards in the CFL." -Ben Kenobi

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                              • #30
                                Life Goes On 2pac

                                How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
                                Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a 'G'
                                be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death
                                my niggas, we tha last ones left
                                but life goes on.....

                                Verse One:

                                As I bail through tha empty halls
                                breath stinkin'
                                in my draws
                                ring, ring, ring
                                quiet y'all
                                incoming call
                                plus this my homie from high school
                                he's getting bye
                                It's time to bury another brotha nobody cry
                                life as a baller
                                alchol and booty calls
                                we usta do them as adolecents
                                do you recall?
                                raised as G's
                                loc'ed out and blazed the weed
                                get on tha roof
                                let's get smoked out
                                and blaze with me
                                2 in tha morning
                                and we still high assed out
                                screamin' 'thug till I die'
                                before I passed out
                                but now that your gone
                                i'm in tha zone
                                thinkin'
                                'I don't wanna die all alone'
                                but now ya gone
                                and all I got left are stinkin' memories
                                I love them niggas to death
                                i'm drinkin' Hennessy
                                while tryin' ta make it last
                                I drank a 5th for that ass
                                when you passed....
                                cause life goes on

                                Chorus

                                Verse Two:

                                Yeah nigga
                                I got tha word as hell
                                ya blew trial and tha judge gave you
                                25 with an L
                                time to prepare to do fed time
                                won't see parole
                                imagine life as a convict
                                that's getten' old
                                plus with tha drama
                                we're lookin out for your babies mama
                                taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin on her...
                                life in tha hood...
                                is all good for nobody
                                remember gamin' on dumb hoties at chill parties
                                Me and you
                                No true a two
                                while scheming on hits
                                and gettin tricks
                                that maybe we can slide into
                                but now you burried
                                rest nigga
                                cause I ain't worried
                                eyes bluried
                                sayin' goodbye at the cemetary
                                tho' memories fade
                                I got your name tated on my arm
                                so we both ball till' my dying days
                                before I say goodbye
                                Kato and Mental rest in peace
                                Thug till I die

                                Chorus

                                Verse Three:

                                Bury me smilin'
                                with G's in my pocket
                                have a party at my funeral
                                let every rapper rock it
                                let tha hoes that I usta know
                                from way before
                                kiss me from my head to my toe
                                give me a paper and a pen
                                so I can write about my life of sin
                                a couple bottles of Gin
                                incase I don't get in
                                tell all my people i'm a Ridah
                                nobody cries when we die
                                we outlaws
                                let me ride
                                until I get free
                                I live my life in tha fast lane
                                got police chasen me
                                to my niggas from old blocks
                                from old crews
                                niggas that guided me through
                                back in tha old school
                                pour out some liquor
                                have a toast for tha homies
                                see we both gotta die
                                but ya chose to go before me
                                and brothas miss ya while your gone
                                you left your nigga on his own
                                how long we mourn
                                life goes on...


                                thanks
                                "Flutie was better than Kelly, Elway, Esiason and Cunningham." - Ben Kenobi
                                "I have nothing against Wilson, but he's nowhere near the same calibre of QB as Flutie. Flutie threw for 5k+ yards in the CFL." -Ben Kenobi

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