Favourite Song Lyric

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As the rhythm designed to bounce
What counts is that the rhymes
Designed to fill your mind
Now that you’ve realized the prides arrived
We got to pump the stuff to make us tough
from the heart
It’s a start, a work of art
To revolutionize make a change nothin’s strange
People, people we are the same
No we’re not the same
Cause we don’t know the game
What we need is awareness, we can’t get careless
You say what is this?
My beloved, lets get down to business
Mental self defensive fitness
(Yo) bum rush the show
You gotta go for what you know
Make everybody see, in order to fight the powers that be
(faint voice in background) Lemme hear you say…
Fight the Power

“FIGHT THE POWER” PUBLIC ENEMY

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Bitches ain’t shit but hoes and tricks. - Snoop Dogg

Anything goes when it comes to hoes, cuz pimpin’ ain’t easy. - Big Daddy Kane

You want flowers? I’ll buy your ass a rose, but later on your comin’ out them panty hose. - Too Short

63

Well the tread reads favorite, so this is one of mine:

Drops of jupiter… Train
Love song… Tesla.

64

Badboys- by Shyne

the whole song is sick…but…

“AIM FOR THE SKY COCK THE SHIT THEN SHOOT”

—> set ur goal high…go for it PERIOD

65

You lot listen to some shit music.

Ive heard better sounds cleaning out my hard drive.

66

This fucking country’s lost it’s grip
Sub-conscious hold begins to slip
The scales of justice begin to tip

The legal system has no spine
It’s corroding from inside
Slap your hand and you’ll do no time

Reality on vacation
All across a blinded nation
Mentally under sedation

Anyone can be set free
On a technicality
Explain the law again to me

Here in 1994
Things are different than before
Violence is what we adore

Invitation to the game
Guns and blades and media fame
Every day more of the same

Murder, mayhem, anarchy
Now are all done legally
Mastermind your killing spree

Unafraid of punishment
With a passive government
There’s nothing for you to regret

Nothing to regret

Unimposing policy
No enforcing ministry
Gaping with judicial flaws
Watch a fading nation crawl

Clashing with the public’s frame
I’m the one that’s place in fame
Legislature sets the stage
Social slaves caught in my rage
Administrative anarchy there’s nothing
You can do to me
The world around you is drifting to a
Continental tomb you see
Violence is my passion
I will never be contained
Living with aggression and it’s
Everlasting reign

67

[quote]WVN wrote:
“The Green Fields of France”

oh how do you do, young willy mcbride
do you mind if i sit here down by your graveside
and rest for a while in the warm summer sun
i’ve been walking all day, and im nearly done
and i see by your gravestone you were only nineteen
when you joined the great fallen in 1916
well i hope you died quick
and i hope you died clean
oh willy mcbride, was is it slow and obscene

did they beat the drums slowly
did they play the fife lowly
did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
did the band play the last post and chorus
did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

and did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
in some loyal heart is your memory enshrined
and though you died back in 1916
to that loyal heart you’re forever nineteen
or are you a stranger without even a name
forever enshrined behind some old glass pane
in an old photograph torn, tattered, and stained
and faded to yellow in a brown leather frame

did they beat the drums slowly
did they play the fife lowly
did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
did the band play the last post and chorus
did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

the sun shining down on these green fields of france
the warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance
the trenches have vanished long under the plow
no gas, no barbed wire, no guns firing now
but here in this graveyard that’s still no mans land
the countless white crosses in mute witness stand
till’ man’s blind indifference to his fellow man
and a whole generation were butchered and damned

did they beat the drums slowly
did they play the fife lowly
did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
did the band play the last post and chorus
did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

and i can’t help but wonder oh willy mcbride
do all those who lie here know why they died
did you really believe them when they told you the cause
did you really believe that this war would end wars
well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame
the killing and dying it was all done in vain
oh willy mcbride it all happened again
and again, and again, and again, and again

did they beat the drums slowly
did they play the fife lowly
did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
did the band play the last post and chorus
did the pipes play the flowers of the forest

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Havent listened to this song in years but its truly a classic. I have some amazing live versions by various Irish traditional singers/bands.

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You don’t know how much I need you.
While you’re around I don’t feel blue.
And when we kiss I know that you need me too.
I can’t believe I found a love that’s so pure and true.

But it all was bullshit.
It was a goddam joke.
And when I think of you and I,
I hope you fucking choke.

I hope you’re glad with what you’ve done to me.
I lay in bed all day long feeling melancholy.
You left me here all alone, tears running constantly.

Oh somebody kill me please,
somebody kill me plee-ase,
I’m on my knees,
pretty pretty please kill me.

I want to die.
Put a bullet in my head.

69

I also love the Emelianenko brothers (Fedor and Alexander) ring entrance music:

ERA [Enae Volare Mezzo]

70

Guerilla Radio - RATM
It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place than here
What better time than now
All hell can’t stop us now

Know Your Enemy - RATM
Word is born
Fight the war
Fuck the norm
Now I got no patience
So sick of complacence

Rip the mic, rip the stage, rip the system
I was born to rage against 'em
Now action must be taken
We don’t need the key, we’ll break in

Stein’s Theme - Project 86
Rising up against this wickedness
Unfazed by your endless myths
Hands all around reach to slow me down
But he’s all about this sound
We aren’t playing by your rules
We’ll never play the fool
So no . . .
You cannot take what’s inside of me!

71

Mush-a-ray do ma doo do ma da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
Theres whiskey in the jar…

72

I been run down, I been lied to,
I don’t know why I let that mean woman make me a fool.
She took all my money, wrecked my new car.
Now she’s with one of my goodtime buddies,
They’re drinkin’ in some crosstown bar.

Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
Like I been tied to the whipping post,
Tied to the whipping post,
Tied to the whipping post,
Good lord, I feel like I’m dyin’.

73

Almost every day
I see the same face
On broken picture tube
It fits the attitude
If you could see yourself
You put you on a shelf
Your verbal masturbate
Promise to nauseate
Today I’ll play the part of non-parent
Not make a hundred rules
For you to know about yourself
Not lie and make you believe
What’s evil is making love
and making friends
and meeting God you’re own way
The right way

To see
To bleed
Cannot be taught
In turn
You’re making us
Fucking hostile

We stand alone

The truth in right and wrong
The boundaries of the law
You seem to miss the point
Arresting for a joint?
You seem to wonder why
Hundreds of people die
You’re writing tickets man
My mom got jumped – they ran!
Now I’ll play a public servant
To serve and protect
By the law and the state
I’d bust the punks
That rape steal and murder
And leave you be
If you crossed me
I’d shake your hand like a man
Not a god

Come meet your maker, boy
Some things you can’t enjoy
Because of heaven/hell
A fucking wives’ tale
They put it in your head
Then put you in your bed
He’s watching say your prayers
Cause God is everywhere
Now I’ll play a man learning priesthood
Who’s about to take the ultimate test in life
I’d question things because I am human
And call NO ONE my father who’s no closer that a stranger

I won’t listen

74

The loud-mouth in the corner’s gettin’ to me
Talkin’ bout my earrings and my hair
I guess he ain’t read the signs that say I been to prison
Someone ought to warn him 'fore I knock him off his chair

75

I don’t ask, for much these days
And I don’t bitch, and whine, if I don’t get my way
I only wanna fertilize another behind my lover’s back
I sit and watch it grow standin’ where I’m at
Fertilize another behind my lover’s back
And I’m keepin’ my secrets mine
I push my seed in her bush for life
Its gonna work because I’m pushin’ it right
If Mary drops my baby girl tonight
I would name her Rock-N-Roll

76

The fourth of July
Lucy in the sky
I remember palm trees and the glow of many colors
If I was 19, I’d do anything
Shit like that now scares me but I’d like to do it again

77

Well it’s the M - I - crooked letter, ain’t no one better
And when I’m on the microphone you best to wear your sweater
Cause I’m cooler than a polar bear’s toenails
Oh hell, there he go again talkin that shit
Bend, corners like I was a curve, I struck a nerve
And now you bout to see this Southern playa serve

78

I knew a girl named Nikki
I guess you could say she was a sex friend
I met her in a hotel lobby
masturbating with a magazine
She said how’d you like to waste some time
and I could not resist when I saw little Nikki grind

79

Early one mornin’ while makin’ the rounds
I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down
I went right home and I went to bed
I stuck that lovin’ .44 beneath my head

80

Soaring to the sun
With blood upon their wings
Superstitious dust left twisting in the wind
Man still has one belief
One decree that stands alone
The laying down of arms
Is like cancer to their bones