My head is giving me life or death, but I can't choose
- Foo Fighters, Best of You.
I just like that one.
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My head is giving me life or death, but I can't choose
- Foo Fighters, Best of You.
I just like that one.
This rhythmatic explosion, is what your frame of mind has chosen
I'll leave your brain stimulated, niggaz is frozen
Speak with criminal slang, begin like a violin
End like Leviathan, it's deep well let me try again
Wisdom be leakin out my grapefruit troop
I dominate break loops, givin mics men-e-straul cycles
Street's disciple, I rock beats that's mega trifle
And groovy but smoother than moves by Villanova
You're still a soldier, I'm like Sly Stone in Cobra
Packin like a rasta in the weed spot
Vocals'll squeeze glocks, MC's eavesdrop
Though they need not to sneak
My poetry's deep, I never fell
Nas's raps should be locked in a cell
It ain't hard to tell
-Nas "It Ain't Hard To Tell"
Currency is made in trust of the Messiah
I'm spending it to get higher
Earth, Wind, and Fire singing reasons why I'm
up early, trustworthy is a nine that bust early
Sunshine on my grill, I spill
Remi on imaginary graves, put my hat on my waves
Latter Day Saints say religious praise
I dolo, challenge any team or solo
You must be buggin out, new to my :skull::skull::skull::skull:, home on a furlough
- Nas "Take It In Blood"
"Nas is like.." Earth Wind & Fire, rims and tires
Bulletproof glass, inside is the realest driver
Planets in orbit, line em up with the stars
Tarot cards, you can see the pharaoh Nas
"Nas is like.." Iron Mike, messiah type
Before the Christ, after the death
The last one left, let my cash invest in stock
Came a along way from blastin, techs on blocks
Went from Seiko to Rolex, ownin acres
From the projects with no chips, to large cake dough
Dimes, givin fellatio, siete zeros
Bet my nine spit for the pesos
But what's it all worth, can't take it when you under this Earth
Rich men died and tried, but none of it worked
They just rob your grave, I'd rather be alive and paid
Before my number's called, history's made
Some'll fall, but I rise, thug or die
Makin choices, that determine my future under the sky
To rob steal or kill, I'm wondering why
It's a dirty game, is any man worthy of fame?
Much to success to ya, even if you wish me the opposite
Sooner or later we'll all see who the prophet is
- Nas "Nas is Like"
so many more but these are my favorites.
Puzzling Lyric:
Informer
Habelihabelhaagen blame
A licky boom-boom down
'Tective man he say, say dealkdnesef lane
A licky boom-boom down
"Up on the roof, with the whole world at our feet"
I love that line. :aimsmile:
You know say daddy me snow me-a gon blameQuote:
Originally Posted by Scarmiglione
A licky boom-boom down
'Tective man he say, say Daddy Me Snow me stab someone down the lane
A licky boom-boom down
oops i did it again by britney spears...lol jk!
Nah i find it funny when the guy from Eskimo joe sings the song Sarah and he says "sarah won't you tell me your name?"
"The walrus was Paul..." -- Glass OnionQuote:
Originally Posted by Bart's Friend Milhouse
Was Paul really the walrus? :-(
System of a down-chop suey....... the whole song...
System Of A Down - Chop Suey Lyrics
Wake up (Wake up)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to
fade away the shakeup (Hide the scars to fade away the)
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go
create another fable
You wanted to,
Grab a brush
and put a little makeup
You wanted to,
Hide the scars
to fade away the shakeup
You wanted to,
Why'd you
leave the keys upon the table
You wanted to,
Why
don't think you trust,
In my self righteous
suicide,
I cry when angels deserve to DIE!!!
Wake up (Wake up)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to fade away the (Hide the scars to fade away
the shakeup)
Why'd you leave the keys upon the
table?
Here you go create another fable
You
wanted to,
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
You
wanted to,
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
You
wanted to,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table
You wanted to,
Why don't think you trust,
In my self righteous suicide,
I cry when angels deserve
to die
In my self righteous suicide,
I cry when angels
deserve to die
Father (Father), Father (Father),
Father (Father), Father (Father)!
Father into your hands, I
commend my spirit,
Father, into your hands,
Why have
you forsaken me,
In your eyes forsaken me,
In your
thoughts forsaken me,
In your heart forsaken, me oh!
Trust in my self righteous suicide
I cry when
angels deserve to die
In my self righteous suicide
I
cry when angels deserve to die...
Puzzling Line- The whole of Chop Suey, as loza said.
Favorite line- He talks to the river of lost love and dedication
And the silent replies that swirl invitation
Flow, dark and troubled to an oily sea
A grim intimation of what is to be. -Pink Floyd, Sorrow
Alright, so that's more of a favorite verse. Oh well. :D