The Random Lyrics Thread!

Seems that I was busy doing something close 2 nothing
But different than the day before
That’s when I saw her, ooh, I saw her
She walked in through the out door, out door

She wore a
Raspberry beret
The kind u find in a second hand store
Raspberry beret
And if it was warm she wouldn’t wear much more
Raspberry beret
I think I love her

 

Tobacco Road

I was born in a dump
Mother died and my daddy got drunk
He left me here to die or grow
In the middle of Tobacco Road

I grew up in a rusty shack
And all I had own was hangin' on my back
The lord knows how I loathe
This place called Tobacco Road

But its home, it’s really my home
The only life I've ever known
But the lord, the lord knows I loathe
Tobacco Road

I'm gonna leave and get a job
With the help and the grace of God
I save my money, get rich I know
Bring it back to Tobacco Road

I gonna get me some dynamite
Gonna bring me a crane
Got to Blow you up, got to tear you down
And start all over again
Well I’ll Build a town, I’ll be proud to show
Keep the name Tobacco Road

Cause it's home
The only life I've ever known
I despise you ‘cause you filthy
But I love ya, 'cause it's home
Tobacco Road
Tobacco Road
You dirty and filthy
Tobacco road
Gonna get me some dynamite
Gonna bring me a crane
Got to Blow you up, got to tear you down
And start all over again
Tobacco road
Tobacco road
I despise you, I despise you ‘cause you filthy
But I love ya, 'cause it's home
Tobacco road

 

I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know

 

I don't want to take what you can give
I would rather starve than eat your breast
All the things that others want for me
Can't buy what I want because it's free... (2x)
Can't be what you want because I'm...:H

 

hey I was jsut looking for thsi thread!!!



dont touch my peanut butter, I'll slap ya little lady get ur mind out of the gutter!!

 

freedom's just another word for nothing left to loose...

 

Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
Lost myself again and I feel unsafe

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
I'm needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

Sia-breatheme

 

Said he was a Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
Buffalo Soldier, in the heart of America

 

The spirit in the sky: that's where I'm gunna go when I die.
When I die and they lay me to rest, I'm gunna go to the place that's the best!

 

Burned a new hole in my tracksuit today,
Smoking Soap Bar without an ashtray,
Red-hot nylon dripping on my skin,
I ripped the fucker off, and threw it in the bin,
Soap Bar’s cheap, and so’s my clothes,
They’ve got to be cause of all the fucking holes,
It tastes like shit and it makes you cough,
And it’s the fucking rubber in it that gets you off.

Yeah, I smoke Soap Bar with lots of bits of plastic,
I leaves mine in it cause it tastes fantastic,
Skunk costs too much, I can’t see the appeal,
Of smoking Port Rocky, Soap Bar or Gold Seal,
Smoke Rocky in a bong, bucket or hot-knives,
Bake it in a cake for your Mam as a surprise,
I smokes Green, and it’s gone in an instant,
But Soap Bar lasts, cause it’s fucking consistent.

Smoking on up, Soap Bar in the sky,
I’ll smoke Soap Bar ‘till I fucking die,
Before I die and they lay me to rest,
I will always smoke Soap Bar, that’s the best.

Last night I went out driving in my car,
I sparked up a fat spliff of fucking Soap Bar,
A Blim-burn burned right down to my dick,
And while I was distracted, I fucking crashed into a
Brick wall, the car was fucking battered,
The bonnet flipped up and the windscreen shattered,
You’re better off smoking The Green instead,
Cause it don’t Blim-Burn and it’s better for your head.

Soap Bar! Sitting in a deep sweat,
Thinking! I’ve got to get some Rocky for the,
Weekend! The sight of Draw excites me,
Stick it in a bong, light it up and chug a fucking,
Whitey! Burning holes in my tracky,
This shit always happens when I’m smoking fucking Rocky,
You’ve heard it on the news; you’ve seen it on the telly,
Add up for moving Soap Bar down fucking Liz Werry
“I do it like a little cause light the fucking thing as always”
I used to smoke Skunky but it was far too smelly, man!

Smoking on up, Soap Bar in the sky,
I’ll smoke Soap Bar ‘till I fucking die,
Before I die and they lay me to rest,
I will always smoke Soap Bar, that’s the best.

Most Soap Bar comes from fucking Holland,
They make it out of oil, and tires and pollen,
Diesel, Miramar, Flat-Press too;
These are types of Soap Bar available to you,
These little bits of plastic you find inside;
You can use those as a quality guide,
Of the standard of Soap Bar that you are smoking,
The more bits of plastic means the better the toking.

Eat a Hash-cake but wait a while,
It’ll take about an hour ain’t Draw versatile,
You can burn it, eat it, or smoke it in a spliff,
Space shakes, Draw gateau’s, you knows it Delia Smith,
Lying in your bed dropping blimps on your pubes,
Selling Draw to your mates but it’s really Oxo cubes,
When you’re cooking up draw, be quick don’t lick it,
Cause it’s really fucking hot and it’ll burn your fingers.

This bloke said to me; “You haven’t got a clue,
About the damage that Soap Bar can do to you”,
I tried to see things from his point of view,
But I couldn’t fit my head up his asshole too,
The bloke was wrong, I knows my stuff,
I knows if I smoke it, I’m gonna feel rough,
My lungs are fucked and my throat is raw,
Cause the thing about Soap Bar; it’s fucking hardcore.

Smoking on up, Soap Bar in the sky,
I’ll smoke Soap Bar ‘till I fucking die,
Before I die and they lay me to rest,
I will always smoke Soap Bar, that’s the best.

Well anyway I think it’s better myself to lean forwards,
When smoking Soap Bar, because you are less likely to Blim-Burn,
You know what I mean?

Innit, check it out man! I got some quality fucking Gold-Seal for you, innit?

Shape up all those little bits of plastic what you find inside, right,
And then fucking stick them in a teapot,
Makes a lovely cup of tea, that does.

What I do, stick a fag in the microwave, right,
You toke it up, you sticks the Draw on top,
And you rams it in a bong and you rams the bong in your fucking head.

Yeah that’s like my fucking lungs feel like,
They’re fucking collapsing sometimes from the Soap Bar like,
You know?

 

the automobile was a symbol of freedom and then the people multiplied by threes and by threes/ every family wanted three cars and the freeways into the city became clogged/ where they started chopping down trees in the park for the parkways for the cars/carbon exhaust toxins and i drop from disease but gasoline still feeds the economy/suck hardily as if from the artery of satan...


the year of the car crash by warsaw pack.

 

Your ballroom days are over, baby
Night is drawing near
Shadows of the evening crawl across the years
Ya walk across the floor with a flower in your hand
Trying to tell me no one understands
Trade in your hours for a handful dimes
Gonna' make it, baby, in our prime

 

my smile is stuck, i can not go back to your frownland!

 

YES! you found it!!!! THANKS PAULY! =D

I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us after school, we'd BOMB
on the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on
Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even kick it
Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it
Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad
Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

 

no problem kelly. any time =D

 

Haha.. started as a seed from the semen; straight outta papa's nuts
Lustin for creamin - bitches with big butts
Curves make a nigga cry, tits and shit
When I'm locked down beggin you for porno flicks
Sneak weed in, help a nigga pass the time
Put my name tattoo'd so that ass is mine
Tell everybody; 'Pac put it down for good
A local legend through the whole hood, follow me
I got a gun on me, goin for none on the run baby
You know a nigga need some, is my son crazy?
Why I cry, when I be thuggin til I die
Picture a nigga in heaven, high off weed I fly
Got me missin dead homies wishin phonies would die
Hit the weed and hope it get me high; dear God
Understand my ways, livin major
Blessed with a thug's heart.. and a real live nigga nature


TUPAC

 

She never mentions the word addiction
In certain company
Yes, she’ll tell you she’s an orphan
After you meet her family

She paints her eyes as black as night, now
Pulls those shades down tight
Yeah, she gives a smile when the pain comes,
The pain’s gonna make everything alright

Says she talks to angels,
They call her out by her name
She talks to angels,
Says they call her out by her name

She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket
She wears a cross around her neck
Yes, the hair is from a little boy
And the cross is someone she has not met, not yet

Says she talks to angels,
Says they all know her name
Oh yeah, she talks to angels,
Says they call her out by her name

She don’t know no lover,
None that I ever seen
Yes, to her that ain’t nothing
But to me, yeah me,
It’s everything

She paints her eyes as black as night now
She pulls those shades down tight
Oh yeah, there’s a smile when the pain comes,
The pain’s gonna make everything alright, alright yeah

She talks to angels,
Says they call her out by her name
Oh yeah, yeah, angels
Call her out by her name
Oh, angels
They call her out by her name
Oh, she talks to angels
They call her out
Yeah, they call her out
Don’t you know that they call her out by her name

 

Yo, hey baby look like you need a break tonight
Let me make it right, baby won't you stay the night
I got a lot of love as you know you're my favorite right?
Hey my lady, what we gon' make tonight (our love...)
That's the dream, but I never sleep
Across the crowded room, our eyes forever meet
But without doubt and gloom, cuz we can never be
That's why I got to go, cuz you're my impossible love
Your the horizon I can see but never ride off into
I write my lyrics to you, you the perfect instrumental
I sound better than the cat who rappin' to you now
That's between me and you, what happened to us now?
Got you hopin' for the glorious
Waitin' for that victorious feelin' wanted by all of us
Kneelin' and praying that the lord in us will help us love ourselves
So much that the confidence attract to someone else



TALIB KWELI

 

Thanks for the pussy baby
Now I gotta go,
You were so freaky, lady
But you're just another hoe
Thanks for the pussy baby
Now I gotta go
You were so freaky lady
But you're just another hoe

When you sucked my dick
And I came all over your lip (oh shit)
The way you rubbed my ass
Made me cum all up in my pants (oh shit)

(Man, I can't beleive the way this bitch, tounged my balls, She had my dick so hard, I couldn't
even fit it back in my drawers,)

Thanks for the pussy baby
Now I gotta go
You were so freaky, lady
But you're just another hoe
Thanks for the pussy baby
Now I gotta go
You were so freaky lady
But you're just another hoe

(I really ain't too much for that singing shit, but uh)

(Grab up on that little biscuit)

Everytime I see your face,

(Balls deep in your little cookie)

I just bust a nut

(Pussy looks like velvet with peaches and cream on top)

It ain't nothing to me baby, lemme,

(Put that panties to the side)

Grab up on that butt,

(That's how we do, I can't sing for shit, but I'll pull your bitch, what, I will pull your
bitch, beleive that)

Thanks for the pussy baby
Now I gotta go
You were so freaky, lady
But you're just another hoe
Thanks for the pussy baby
Now I gotta go
You were so freaky lady
But you're just another hoe

Fuck you bitch
Gonna suck this dick
Have you ever, ever, been fucked, like a whore?

(Give me a lap dance, shit)

(Yeah, I'm talking about balls deep, pummeling, fucking, and plugging that pussy. Yeah I said
pussy, do you like it better when I say ****? Does that sound good to your little bitchtified
ears? Or maybe I could just call it....you're pink....cookie. Would you like me to nibble on
your cookie? Oh yeah....I like when you touch my nipples...)

You're a fucking pervert!

Hey man
I just got my dick in my hand

What the fuck is wrong with you? You're a fucking pervert!

Hey man
It's hard
Don't run away!

Thanks for that pussy!

You dirty
Dirty, dirty
Lil' girl

(Do you like it when I teabag your nose like that?)

Alright
You gotta drag your balls across her bitch ass lips
And stick them in
And tell her
SUCK THIS DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK!
Bitch!

[Muffled talking]

Oh shit
Oh whattup y'all,
This is Blaze Ya Dead motherfucking Homie mothafako!
Oh wassup Blair?
Umm, this next track you're about to hear is called "Cnt",
Now it's gonna mean something different to each and everyone of y'all Juggalos and Juggalettes
listening right now
But pay attention to the lyrics,
And put it on!

 

Imma rank up on my post with this thread...


bongo with My Lingo
Beat it like a wing yo
From Congo to Columbo
Can't sterotype my thing yo

I salt and pepper my Mango
Shoot Spit Out the window
Bingo I got him in the thing yo

Quit bending all my Fingo
Quit beating me like you're a ringo
You wanna go?
You wanna win a war?
Like p.L.O I don't surrendo

Sunshowers that fall on my troubles
Are over you, My baby
And Some Showers I'll be aiming at you
Cause I'm watching you, My baby

I bongo with My Lingo
Beat it like a wing yo
From Congo to Columbo
Can't sterotype my thing yo

I checked that mouth on him
Fucking Checked that gas on him
I had him, Cornered him
Fucking Shut that gate on him

Why would you listen to him?
He had his way I'm bored of him
I'm tired of him
I don't wanna be as bad as him

It's a bomb yo
So run yo
Put away your stupid gun yo
Cause see through like a protocol call
Which is why we blow it up 'for we go

Sunshowers that fall on my troubles
Are over you, My baby
And Some Showers I'll be aiming at you
Cause I'm watching you, My baby

Semi-9 and snipered him
On that wall they posted him
They cornered him
And then just murdered him

He Told them he didn't know them
He wasn't there, they didn't know him
They showed him a picture then ;
"Ain't that you with the Muslims?"

He got Colgate on his teeth
And Reebok classics on his feet
At a factory he does Nike
And then he helps the family

Beat heart Beat
He's made it to the newsweek
Sweetheart Seen it
He's doing it for the Peeps... Peace

Sunshowers that fall on my troubles
Are over you, My baby
And Some Showers I'll be aiming at you
Cause I'm watching you, My baby


M.I.A