Lyrics thread

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Close the doors, put out the light
You know they won't be home tonight
The snow falls hard and don't you know
The winds of Thor are blowing cold
They're wearing steel that's bright and true
They carry news that must get through

They choose the path where no-one goes
They hold no quarter,
They hold no quarter.
Oh...

Walking side by side with death
The devil mocks their every step
The snow drives back the foot that's slow
The dogs of doom are howling more
They carry news that must get through
To build a dream for me and you
They choose the path that no one goes
They hold no quarter,
They ask no quarter,


-Led Zeppelin; No Quarter

 

Gretel said I know what's in your head
I vacuumed out my head
I know you're feeling bad you fucking bitch you cunthole bitch
I thought she meant it yeah
She really jacked my head
She went and done it
Handsome gretel
My name is gretel yeah
I've got a crotch that talks
And talks to all their cocks
It's been 12 city blocks you fucking bich
Gretel said "oh you feel so bad
I know you feel so bad"
I thought she meant it
Handsome gretel
I vacuumed out my head
Jumping from bed to bed my name is gretel
A soul of metal
My name is gretel yeah
I've got a sloppy slot
Handsome gretel
Say violets hang around with toilets and look smack at us
And symbolize everything that is disgust and mistrust
Licorice eyes
Pin me down
Thighs
Asphixia
My thighs are vices yeah
He is a stupid man
I love him all I can you fucking bitch
Addle girl
She pulls out all her curls
She is a stupid crotch
That's been 12 city blocks

 

Hissy hissy, little snakey,
Slither on the floor,
You be good to Morfin
Or he'll nail you to the door.

 

Mystic styles of the ancient mutilations
Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement
Feel the wrath of the fuckin Revelation
Three Six Mafia, creation of Satan

 

I try to be a role-model
But I ain't gonna lie, yall
I still battle the bottle
And that's my biggest struggle
I ain't the one to follow
Sometimes I get the urge to leave a 12-pack hollow

 

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
And you are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

 

We can get it on
Whevever you feel the urge
However you wanna get it
Whoever wanna test my nerve
I spend my days inhalin herb
Drinkin 12's of Steel Reserve
Raisin hell up on my curb
In the ATL we slang and serve
I'm controversial like racial slurs
A lot of these fuck-niggas hate my verbs

 

you are my sunshine, my only sunshine...

 

Go ahead and grip glocks
I'll snap your trigger finger in six spots
You'll have to lip lock with hypodermic needles to lick shots
I'll watch you topple flat
Put away your writtens and holla back
Can't freestyle, you're screwed off the top like bottle caps
Beneath the surface, I'm over heating your receiver circuits
By unleashing deeper verses than priests speak in churches
but your preach is worthless
Your worship to feed the purpose
Like President Bush taking bullets for the Secret Service
Beyond what ya'll fathom
I shit on cats and jaw tap 'em
Show no compassion like having a straight faced orgasm
Tour jack 'em, have his half a ten bitch suck my friend's dick
In the mean time, you can French kiss this clenched fist
Diabolic, a one man brigade spreading cancer plague
Fist fucking a pussy's face, holding a hand grenade
So if I catch you bluffin'
Faggot, you're less than nothing
I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction
You motherfuckers are nothing, you cannot harm me
I'll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army
Storm the planet, hunting you down, 'cause I'm on a mission
To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms
Immortal Technique willll destroy your religion, you stupid bitch
You're faker than blue-eyed crackers nailed to a crucifix
I'm 'bout to blow up like NASA challenger computer chips
Arsenic language transmitted revolutionary
I'm like time itself, I'm gonna kill you inevitabely
Chemically bomb you, fuck using a chrome piece
I'm illmatic, you won't make it home like Jerome's niece
I'll sever your head diagonally for thinking of dissing me
And then use your dead body to write my name in calligraphy
This puppet democracy, brain washed, just psychology
So you're nothing like diversity without equality
And your crew is full of more faggots that Greek Mythology
Using numerology, to count the people I sent to heaven
Produces more digits than twenty-two divided by seven
You're like Kevin Spacey, your style is usually suspect
You never killed a cop, you're not a motherfucking thug yet
Your mind is empty and spaceous
Like the part of the brain that appreciates culture in a racist.
Face it, you're too basic
You're never gonna make it
Like children walking through Antarctica, butt-naked

 

One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain

 

I'm rollin up so many blunts man
I'm smokin and chokin them
Back to back
Come on and blink
I knew I just think
I'm havin another aink attack
I like to smoke so much weed
It's a need
I gotta have bud in my system black
Laid back
With a yak
And a sac of indo in my Cadillac
So bill
Leather chill
Leather post
With the ho's
Man I'm so high
I feel like I'm about to float up
In the clouds and touch the sky
The chronic has got me so dazed
It's amazing
I wanna smoke until I pass out
Get the mask out
And let me hit it until this chronic knocks my ass out
I'm gunna crash out
And sleep until mornin I'm yawnin
So what can I say man
For a day man
I don't think that I can even go without smokin hay man
So pass me a swisher
And let me split the middle and fill it with weed
And lick and light it and chief it
And pass it around to my crew cause I know that you need
Red rum niggas smoke bud by the pound and it's all good
In the hood
We chillin and cheifin
Hangin out in the broken wood
My nigga I figure I need more weed
Some of that good choke
I'm fiendin and dreamin about that chronic I wanna smoke

 

my favorite song of all time, thank you incubus

 

This is my favorite song...

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from hell? Blue skies from pain?
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
Did they get you to trade your heroes for hosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze, cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for the lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year.
Running over the same old ground, what have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

 

mmmmm Incubus

 

And never was there an answer, there an answer
Not without listening, without seeing

 

At noon the wind comes through
Across the bay on a clear day
And I can watch the boats come in and set their anchors
And my folks are away at the store
So I don't have to listen to anyone say anything.
And I swim out as far as I can
And float on my back
Just waiting for nothing.
I hope they never come back to this house.
It's a lot more fun alone.
I can do anything I want
And so I'm swimming
More like floating
And I'll just stay out here
Until the night comes crashing down
And I swim out as far as I can
And float on my back
Just waiting for nothing.
They always come home
At the wrong time
Like when I'm all right
And don't need no one at all

 

To let me in from the cold
Turn my lead into gold
Cause there's a chill wind blowing in my soul
And I think I'm growing old

 

Operation >>Ranch Hand<<
Spray down the death
Down on their farms
Assault against the population
Suppress by military arms
Only you prevent the forest
Legalize the war
They are deprived of their power
Eradication without law

Agent Orange
Agent Orange
Agent Orange
A fire that doesn't burn

All the marks erased long ago
Scars are healed up
Cancer creeps into their innocent souls
Memorials of flesh and blood
Have survived unlawfully punished
Poisoned till the end of their lives
Physical deformity
What medicine will help?
Still births will rise

Agent Orange
ASIAN TORCH!!
Agent Orange
A fire that doesn't burn

Grieved weak hearts are crying
Waiting for the end
In this condition they are dying
Newborns of the damned
Preserved in test tubes for generations
Vicious circle of transmission
There's no way for reparations
Must live with chemical agent called

Agent Orange
Agent Orange
Agent Orange
A fire that doesn't burn

Agent Orange... burn
Agent Orange... burn
Agent Orange... burn

 

I just feel like posting songs with cool lyrics.

Auschwitz, the meaning of pain
The way that I want you to die
Slow death, immense decay
Showers that cleanse you of your life
Forced in
Like cattle
You run
Stripped of
Your lifes worth
Human mice, for the angel of death
Four hundred thousand more to die
Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Sadistic, surgeon of demise
Sadist of the noblest blood

Destroying, without mercy
To benefit the Aryan race (I get chills down my spine when I hear that):sifone:

Surgery, with no anesthesia
Fell the knife pierce you intensely
Inferior, no use to mankind
Strapped down screaming out to die
Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of death

Pumped with fluid, inside your brain
Pressure in your skull begins pushing through your eyes
Burning flesh, drips away
Test of heat burns your skin, your mind starts to boil
Frigid cold, cracks your limbs
How long can you last
In this frozen water burial?
Sewn together, joining heads
Just a matter of time
til you rip yourselves apart
Millions laid out in their
Crowded tombs
Sickening ways to achieve
The holocaust
Seas of blood, bury life
Smell your death as it burns
Deep inside of you
Abacinate, eyes that bleed
Praying for the end of
Your wide awake nightmare
Wings of pain, reach out for you
His face of death staring down,
Your blood running cold
Injecting cells, dying eyes
Feeding on the screams of
The mutants hes creating
Pathetic harmless victims
Left to die
Rancid angel of death
Flying free

angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of death

Angel of death

 

LIKE A FRIEND- plup

Don't bother saying you're sorry.
Why don't you come in?
Smoke all my cigarettes - again.
Every time I get no further.
How long has it been?
Come on in now,
Wipe your feet on my dreams.

You take up my time,
Like some cheap magazine,
When I could have been learning something.
Oh well, you know what I mean.

I've done this before,
And I will do it again.
Come on and kill me baby,
while you smile like a friend.
And I'll come running,
Just to do it again.

You are the last drink I never should have drunk.
You are the body hidden in the trunk.
You are the habit I can't seem to kick.
You are my secrets on the front page every week.
You are the car I never should have bought.
You are the train I never should have caught.
You are the cut that makes me hide my face.
You are the party that makes me feel my age.

Like a car crash I can see but I just can't avoid.
Like a plane I've been told I never should board.
Like a film that's so bad but I've gotta stay til the end.
Let me tell you now,
It's lucky for you that we're friends.

Like a car crash I can see but I just can't avoid.
Like a plane I've been told I never should board.
Like a film that's so bad but I've gotta stay til the end.
Let me tell you now,
It's lucky for you that we're friends​