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2PAC
"Hit 'Em Up"
So I fucked your bitch
You fat mutha-fucka {Take Money}
West Side
Bad Boy Killers {Take Money}
You know who the realist is
Niggas we bring it to {Take Money}
{ha ha, that's alright}
First off, fuck your bitch
And the click you claim
West side when we ride
Come equipped with game
You claim to be a playa
But, I fucked your wife
We bust on Bad Boys
Niggas fuck for Life
Plus Puffy tryin' to see me weak
Hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior Mafia
Some mark ass bitches
We keep on coming
While we running for yah jewels
Steady gunning
Keep on busting at them fools
You know the rules
Little Ceasar go ask you homie
How i'll leave yah
Cut your young ass up
See yah in pieces
Now be deceased
Little Kim,
Don't fuck with real ass G's
Quick to snatch your ugly ass, off the streets
So fuck peace
I'll let them niggas know
It's on for Life
Don't let the west side
Ride the night {ha ha}
Bad Boys murdered on Wax and kill
Fuck with me
And get your caps peeled
You know, See
Grab your glocks when you see 2pac
Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh
Who shot me,
But, your punks didn't finish
Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga, I hit 'em up
Check this out
You mutha-fuckas know what time it is
I don't know why I'm even on this track
Y'all niggas ain't even on my level
I'm going to let my little homies
Ride on yah
Bitch made ass Bad Boys bitches
{ahh yo, yo, hold the fuck up}
Get out the way yo
Get out the way yo
Biggie Smalls just got dropped
Little move pass the mac
And let me hit 'em in his back
Frank White needs to get spanked right
For setting up traps
Little accident murderers
And I ain't never heard of yah
Poise less gats attack when I'm serving yah
Spank the shank
Your whole style when I gank
Gaurd your rank
Cause I'm a slam your ass in a pang
Puffy weaker than a fuckin' block
I'm running through nigga
And I'm smoking Junior Mafia
In front of yah nigga
With the ready power
Tucked in my Guess
Under my Eddie Bower
Your clout petty sour
I push packages ever hour
I hit 'em up
Grab your glocks when you see 2pac
Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh
Who shot me,
But, your punks didn't finish
Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga, We hit 'em up
Peep how we do it
Keep it real
Its penitentary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle
All you niggas getting killed
With your mouths open
Tryin' to come up off of me
You and the clouds hoping
Smoking dope
It's like a Shermine
Niggas think they learned to fly
But they burn mutha-fucka you deserve to die
Talking about you Getting Money
But its funny to me
All you niggas living bummy
While you fucking with me?
I'm a self made Millioniare
Thug livin', out of prison
Pistols in the Air {Air} {Ha Ha}
Biggie remember when I use to let you sleep on the couch
And beg the bitch to let you sleep on the house
Now its all about versace
You copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me
I took it and smiled
Now I'm back to set the record straight
With my A-K
I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Mutha-fucka I'll Hit 'Em Up
I'm from N E W jers.
Where plenty of murders occurs
No points to come
We bring drama to all you herds
Now go check the scenerio
Little Ceas'
I'll bring you fake G's to yah knees
Copin' pleas with these {???}
Little Kim is yah
Coked up or doped up
Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up
What the fuck?
Is you stupid?
I take money,
crash and mash through Brooklyn
With my click looting, shooting, and polluting your block
With fifteen shot,
Cocked glock to your knot
Outlaw Mafia click moving up another knotch
And your {?"Pop stars" pops?} and get dropped and mopped
And all your fake ass east coast props
Brainstormed and locked
You's a B-writer
Pac style taker
I'll tell you to face, you ain't nothing shit but a faker
Soften the Alize with a chaser
Bout to get murdered for the paper
Idi Amin approach the scene of the caper
Like a loc, with little Ceas' in a choke {uhh}
Toting smoke, we ain't no mutha-fuckin' joke
Thug Life, niggas better be known
Be approaching
In the wide open, gun smoking
No need for hoping
It's a battle lost
I gottem crossed as soon as the funk is boping off
Nigga, I hit 'em up
Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run {ha ha}
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior Mafia click
Dressing up to be us
How the fuck they gonna be the Mob?
When we always on out job
We millionaire's
Killing ain't fair
But somebody got to do it
Oh yah Mobb Deep {uhh}
You wanna fuck with us
You Little young ass mutha-fuckas
Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something
You fucking with me, nigga ?
You fuck around and catch a siezure or a heart-attack
You better back the fuck up
Before you get smacked the fuck up
This is how we do it on our side
Any of you niggas from New York that want to bring it,
Bring it.
But we ain't singing,
We bringing drama
Fuck you and your mother fucking mama.
We gonna kill all you mother fuckers.
Now when I came out, I told you it was just about biggie.
Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother fuckin opinion
Well this is how we gon' do this:
Fuck Mobb Deep,
Fuck Biggie,
Fuck Bad Boy as a staff, record label, and as a mother fuckin crew.
And if you want to be down with Bad Boy,
Then fuck you too.
Chino XL, fuck you too.
All you mother fuckers,
Fuck you too.
(take money, take money)
All of y'all mother fuckers,
Fuck you, die slow mother fucker.
My fo' fo' (.44 magnum) make sure all yo' kids don't grow.
You mother fuckers can't be us or see us.
We mother fuckin' Thug Life riders.
West Side till' we die.
Out here in California, nigga
We warned ya'
We'll bomb on you mother fuckers.
We do our job.
You think you the mob, nigga, we the mother fuckin' mob
Ain't nuttin' but killers
And the real niggas, all you mother fuckers feel us.
Our shit goes tripple and four quadruple
You niggas laugh cuz our staff got guns under they mother fuckin' belts
You know how it is and we drop records they felt
You niggas can't feel it
We the realist
Fuck 'em.
We Bad Boy killas.
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28 DAYS
"Photos"
You always gave your four-leaf clover
It's over
And I don't know if I'm gonna see your face again
You always gave your four-leaf clover
It's over
And I don't know if you're coming back to earth again
I hope there's a heaven and the light's good
I hope you can see us all from there
I don't have faith to just fall back on
Got photos, memories and an empty space
Nothing will feel the same now you've gone
I cannot dignify this let alone justify it
You had got it so together
You found your perfect subject
Completed composition
What am I meant to learn from this?
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Bury me softly in this womb
I give this part of me for you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers in a tomb... in bloom
Down in a hole and I don't know if I can be saved
See my heart I decorate it like a grave
You don't understand who they thought I was supposed to be
Look at me now a man who won't let himself be
Down in a hole, feeling so small
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied
Down in a hole and they've put all the stones in their place
I've eaten the sun so my tongue has been burned of the taste
I have been guilty of kicking myself in the teeth
I will speak no more of my feelings beneath
Down in a hole, feeling so small
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied
Bury me softly in this womb (Oh I want to be inside of you)
I give this part of me for you (Oh I want to be inside of you)
Sand rains down and here I sit (Oh I want to be inside of you)
Holding rare flowers in a tomb... in bloom (Oh I want to be inside)
Down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, out of control
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied
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Sister Awake"
when the winter was over
she returned there to find him
and her memories filled her with light
she remembered the beauty
she remembered desires
and her memories filled her with light
i am the sun in the flame
cold from the flame turns away
and in these winds came a change
she awakes...
sister walk through these fields of delight
but I want you to know
desperation's the tenderest trap
so gently you go
what will it take
sister awake
when this beautiful cult of desire
has left you for dead
isolation will cradle the lies
of things left unsaid
what will it take
sister awake
and you'll look to the heavens above
and taste it's deceit
these temptations have blinded desires
to sleep at their feet
what will it take
sister awake
and you'll hear them call out your name
invoking the fates
chances are you've travelled too far
in stirring their hate
what will it take
sister awake
awake
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Heres a song abotu how I felt on eday by STP
'I'm going under, I'm suffocating,
Drowning, but I'm holding on
What keeps me breathing?
Don't have an answer,
Drowning, but I won't let go
Away nowˇNo way out
I've been walkin', a lonesome highway
I felt as though I had no home
My bed's been taken, by another
I made the bed, now lie alone
Give it away now Motherfucker, now keep it away
Away nowˇNo way out
Give it away nowˇ.
Away nowˇNo way outˇ
I'm going under, I'm suffocating,
Drowning but I'm holding on
What keeps me breathing?
Don't have an answer,
Drowning but I won't let go
Give it away nowˇ
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(S. Weiland)
I used to love you now I don't care
Now I turn around, you're everywhere
So you can chew me up and spit me out
You're just the little bitch I cared about
I know you can see me
But you don't believe me
I know that you're lonely
Time will tell and time is hell
No sex or violence
No morbid silence
Forever sleeping
You won't stop breathing
You hold me captive and it's not fair
Progressed insanity is everywhere
You need to love me but you kicked me out
My head is wandering so knock me out
I keep my head alfloat I'm drowning in
The muddy water pulls me down again
I used to love me but I hate me now
I'm just a little bitch I cared about
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Greek Buck
Minimal Peach
It's you, you, you again
dreamy crush with the sun coming up
glance, look, stare
stake in my heart
It beats so fast, so fast it stops
I think we jam like gel, jelly baby
come on make it happen
peach malibu
peach malibu
empty your vessel for me
cause we travel together on bus 43
empty your vessel for me
cause we travel to heaven on bus 43
shimmering leaders of.....
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Ozzy Osbourne - Secret Loser
Trapped in a lonely body I'm losin' control
Can't show my emotions and I'm losing my soul
Could it be that I'm obsessed with feeding my disease
I couldn't make it know that hidden things that no one sees
Yeah loser I'm a secret loser
Loser I'm a secret loser
Fighting a losing battle pretending to win
Repenting to holy unknowns pretending to sin
All I do is hide the wounds where blood just won't congeal
Couldn't ever take my soul 'cos isn't there to steal
Yeah loser I'm a secret loser
Loser I'm a secret loser
Though I'm the loser there is no winner
There's nothing left to win
The hidden reasons now in deletion
Are lost in sin
So heed my warning the time is dawning
I'll tell you here's the twist
The truth is lying
Below the surface I don't exist
Loser I'm a secret loser
Loser I'm a secret loser
Seeing is not believing it don't mean a thing
Although it appears to be that the loser is king
I can understand that what you see you think is real
But underneath the surface is a wound that cannot heal
Yeah loser I'm a secret loser
Loser I'm a secret loser
Loser I'm a secret loser
Loser I'm a secret loser
Loser I'm a secret loser
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Ozzy Osbourne - Shot in The Dark
Out on the streets I'm stalking the night
I can hear my heavy breathing
Paid for the kill, but it doesn't seem right
Something there I can't believe in
Voices are calling from inside my head
I can hear them, I can hear them
Vanishing memories of things that were said
They can't try to hurt me now
But a shot in the dark
One step away from you
Just a shot in the dark
Always creeping up on you
All right
Taught by the powers that preach over me
I can hear their empty reasons
I wouldn't listen, I learned how to fight
I opened up my mind to treason
But just like the wounded, and when it's too late
They'll remember, they'll surrender
Never a care for the people who hate
Underestimate me now
But a shot in the dark
One step away from you
Just a shot in the dark
Nothing that you can do
Just a shot in the dark
Always creeping up on you
All right
But just like the wounded, and when it's too late
They'll remember, they'll surrender
Never a care for the people who hate
Underestimate me now
But a shot in the dark
One step away from you
Just a shot in the dark
Nothing that you can do
Just a shot in the dark
Always creeping up on you
All right
Just a shot in the dark
Just a shot in the dark
Just a shot in the dark
Just a shot in the dark
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Bif Naked - Rich and Filthy
Hey, Your car stereo is state of the art
My ghetto blaster is fallin' apart
But hey man, you're all show
You only listen to techno
Your ride goes from zero to sixty
Well my ride's gone, ya, it must have missed me
Cause i'm still standing here watching you drive by
Hey Hey
I am sick and you are healthy
You are rich and i am filthy
Congratulations on all your success
I am poor and I am happy
Your bling bling will never choke me
Congratualtions on all your excess
Your new suit is made of silk
Too bad you still look like Lawrence Welch
Well your girlfriend just drove by
And she gave me the eye
Your watch, ya, it's a Rolex
My watch, ya, it's a Timex
But say, hey, it's ok,
Cause i'm the one who's on time
money money money hey money money hey
money don't mean much to me
It'll be fine just you and me
I got good news i won the lottery
But hey,
I'll save you a seat at the country club