Thursday 11 December 2008

The Prodigy- Invaders must die



Friday 28 November 2008

Eminem- The Real Slim Shady with Lyrics



Lyrics:

May I have your attention please? May I have your attention please? Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? I repeat will the real Slim Shady please stand up? We're going to have a problem here c (Verse 1) Ya'll act like you never seen a white person before jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door started whoopin her ass worse than before they first get divorced throwing her over furniture (scream) It's the return of the "Oh wait, no way, your kidding, he didn't just say what I think he did, did he?" And Dr Dre said ....Nothing you idiots Dr Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement (haha) Feminist women love Eminem Chicka chicka chicka Slim Shady I'm sick of him look at him, walking around grabbing his you know what Flipin' the you know who "yeah, but hes so cute though" Yea I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose but no worse than what's going on in your parent's bedrooms Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can't, but its cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose my bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips and if I'm lucky you might just give it a little kiss and that's the message that we deliver to little kids and expect them not to know what a womens clitoris is. Of course they gonna know what intercourse is by the time they hit 4th grade, they got the discovery channel don't they? We ain't nothing but mammals; well some of us cannibals who cut other people open like cantaloupes. But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope But if you feel like I feel I got the antidote. Women wave your panty hoes, sing the chorus and it goes... (Chorus) I'm Slim Shady Yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady... Please stand up, Please stand up, Please stand up becuase I'm Slim Shady Yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim shady... Please stand up, Please stand up, Please stand up (Verse 2) Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records Well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too. You think I give a damm about a Grammy? Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me. "But Slim what if u win wouldn't it be weird?" Why? So you guys can just lie to get me here? So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears. Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first. Little bitch put me on blast on MTV "yeah he's cute but I think he's married to Kim, hehe" I should download her audio on mp3 And show the whole world how you gave Eminem V.D. (scream) I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups all you do is annoy me So I've been sent here to destroy you And theres a million of us just like me Who cuss like me Who just don't give a fuck like me Who dress like me Walk, talk and act like me It just might be the next best thing But not quite me (chorus) (Verse 3) I'm like a headtrip to listen to Cause I'm only giving you things you joke about with your friends inside your living room The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of ya'll And I don't gotta be false or sugar coated at all I just get on the mic and spit it And whether you like to admit it (rip) I just shit it better than 90% of you rappers out there Then you wonder how can kidz eat up these albums like valiums. Its funny cuz at the rate im going when I'm 30 Ill be the only person in the nursing home flirting. Pinching nurses asses when I'm jackin' off with Jergens and I'm jerking But this whole bag of viagra isn't working And every single person is a Slim Shady lurkin' He could be workin at Burger King spitten on your onion rings Or in the parking lot circling screaming I don't give a fuck With his windows down and system up So will the real Shady, please stand up and put one of those fingures on each hand up and to be proud to be outta your mind and outta control and one more time, loud as you can, how does it go? (chorus)

Thursday 13 November 2008

Xzibit

Xzibit-Paparazzi



Lyrics:

yes 1996 wathing the beginning of a new era
the disfunctional member of the alkohaliks family
It's xzibit,ah yeah
Sometimes I wonder if it's all worth my while
Xzibit stay versitile
With million dollar lifestyle
And I can feel it as a child growin' up
The brothers that was real and the brothers that was scared to fuck
It's why xzibit only roll with a chosen few
You ain't really real, I can tell when I look at you
ease off the trigga talk, you ain't killin and
It's not affecting me or the click that I'm rolling with
I don't believe the hype or buy woof tickets
you make a gang of noise and never seem like a cricket
I guess that's why we never kick it
A lot of rappers is soft and get tossed tryin to come through the liquid
How many rappers do you know like this?
Always claimin that they're riding but they really aint(shit)
It don't make sense
Either you're a soldier from the start
Or an actor with a record deal tryna play the part
Like dat

It's a shame
You re only in the rap game
Only for the money and the fame
Extra large (extra large)
It's a shame
You re only in the rap game
Only for the money and the fame
Paparazzi (2x)

I don't need no lights no cameras
all i got is actiom
Never no superstar
Fed up with mickael jacksons
So my composure is kept while others start to sweat
A merchant from the fog with my fucked up dialogue
Try to live high on the hog leaves you bankrupt
And People you spent it on, would not give a fuck
Now that's deep, how deep, it's deeper than atlantis
Home of the scandalous
Big bad los angeles
Dangerous, vandelous
Yo not to be trusted
Perpetrate like you hard
Not being scared by the boulevard
Pulling out cards and sayin gin as i begin
Flowin like liquid, so take it to your chin
I break it down, my sounds, so crowds are like deaf
From the west
Put your whole city to the test
It's all in perspective
Breaker one-nine copy
This is for the people gettin caught up in the paparazzi

It's a shame
Youre only in the rap game
Only for the money and the fame
Extra large (extra large)
It's a shame
You re only in the rap game
Only for the money and the fame
Paparazzi (2x)

Niggaz smoke stress and cross dress
Xzibit played it back
while your going through schemes and pipe dreams
For a contract
Real tightly rolled, fuck 'em all thats how I feel
I made a cool half mil
Before I had a record deal
There for you look and stare like it's magic
But too much of anything can make you a addict
Whenever its time to static, break out the automatic
I set it off straight, I spread hate, then I vacate, but wait
Who dares to cross this path
Xzibit built to last
Cut slash, make a blood bath
So on behalf of all Players I get drunk with
Smokin blunts with
I dispose of your punk shit
Yes and keep it all in perspective
Carbon copies gettin caught up in the paparazzi
Once again, it´s the liquidation crew, and i return for you like this

It's a shame
You re only in the rap game
Only for the money and the fame
Extra large (extra large)
It's a shame
You re only in the rap game
Only for the money and the fame
Paparazzi (2x)



Xzibit-Multyply




Lyrics:

[Xzibit]
I've beeeeen this way and I can't stop (ah)
Hands on the ball and I won't drop (no)
Half-assed rhymes that you can't rock-to (no)
It ain't cause I want to it's cause I got-ta
Get it Crip while the gettin is good
before the game is 10% skill and 90% Hollywood
I don't need that, I don't believe that
E'rybody gon' get hurt, if I do dirt
I flirt with the idea of quittin' the game
Nah!! I'ma evolve continue to change
It take brains, balls and backbones to get it on
and keep it on, we keepin it movin, to each his own
So I spit about it, whatever I feel about it
I'm just bein real about it; X get hot nigga forget about it
Speech don't failllll me now
Dedicated to the enemies and friends that hold me down

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
(We) back on line (We) came to ride
(We) deal (We) stack (We) multiply
(We) stay on the grind (Until) we die
And back for mo', cause we can't get enough

[Xzibit]
Above the rest, accept no less
Go ahead, check the game, be my guest
Somethin brand new and heavy to get off my chest
Win time after time 'til there ain't none left
Hardhat, punch the clock, back to work
I'm bigger, stronger, faster, built to hurt
everybody and anybody who come to my party
like they ready to get roudy and touch somebody
Who's that nigga y'all came to see? "X!"
Often imitated, but cannot be, "X!"
What's next, collect respect like paychecks
Straight to the bank with my bitch and have safe sex
What do you believe in? I believe in
seizin the moment, livin and dyin to spit with a vengeance
Here for redemption - been around forever
Y'all cats were just too blind to listen

[Chorus]

[Nate Dogg]
It ain't my fault.. we keep droppin hits
And you can't spit like this, so I'm takin yo' bitch
It ain't shit changed.. we gon' bang like this
And I'm drinkin this fifth, we still don't take no shit

[Xzibit]
I got a "Sixth Sense," that tells me you ain't worth six cents
I'm sick with my sixth sense
Whattup Doc? I'm gettin down to business
Crooked ass the cops to the Rampart district
Loose yourself in the music, move it or lose it
Abuse it, let's booze it, please don't confuse it with the
next man, it's the X Man rollin
Stand firm, solid as the ground I'm holdin
Make mine +Golden+, permanent +State+ issue
Stacked with the wealth that you can't take witchu
Long range missile, if we got issues
I'ma squeeze this shit and nobody gon' miss you
I'ma keep swingin 'til the medics come get you
We busy, stay off my line, you can't get through
Peep the design from the mastermind
Yo Dre, bring that shit back one more time!

[Chorus] - repeat 2X


Xzibit-What U See Is What U Get




Lyrics:

And so it was written, and after all these things,
I saw another angel come down from heaven
Having great power and the eath was lighted with his glory
And he cried mightily with the strong voice saying "Babylon the great has
fallen,
it's fallen and has become the habitation of devils
and the home to every fowl spirit and a cage of very unclean and hateful men"

What you see is what you get now
Xzibit never wait around for kick downs, get my own shit, blowe
Shot heard around the world
Uplift, bench press, arm curl, keep the structure of the temple
To make things simple my existance is to ripple through time
Only concern is what is mine, divine, never monkey shine
walkin' down the very thin line, holdin' wait, runnin' crazy in the streets,
yeah
Plus the company I keep work in overtime
while you oversleep don't wanna see none of this evil I speak
Around on the atlas, cume la matra, the super actress
You all get close-lined and pinned the mattress
All day, every day, every which way
Who said to can't have your take, you need a tune (fuck you)
This is a hard time on planet earth
for what it's worth Xzibit stand station without reabilitation like this

Pimps, players, hoes, hustlers, willes thugs, ballers, busters,
gangstas, macks everyday, all day, shot callers, even high rollers keep it
moving

What you see is what you get now
The kinda style make the whole world go wow
Bless the child like a hoe who's on flesh 'n bone
and no matter where I roam I feel right at home

What you see is what you get now
The kinda style make the whole world go wow
Bless the child like a hoe who's on flesh 'n bone
and no matter where I roam I feel right at home
And that's the real shit

You got more than you bargained for
Hit the floor I pull a fast one to let you know that today could be your last
one,
black, take your breath like an asthma attack
Just a slave like Flava Flav, you're blind to the fact
Mr. X to the Z the Liks and King T
guranteed to bring the house down naturally
Niggas knowin' no limits lime Master P
makin' you motherfuckin' bastards see,
what, a whole different breed of MC
Realize it's you against me, catch a three-hundred and sixty degree
roundhouse to the mouth right
and like the sun, make the hot shit shine bright
I feelin' like my whole life is a green light never turn red
'cause I strike like a rattle-snake, lock like a dread
Niggas wanna bump heads but they better off dead
Came crashin' through the door like the Feds, bring it

What you see is what you get now
The kinda style make the whole world go wow
Bless the child like a hoe who's on flesh 'n bone
and no matter where I roam I feel right at home

What you see is what you get now
The kinda style make the whole world go wow
Bless the child like a hoe who's on flesh 'n bone
and no matter where I roam I feel right at home
And that's the real shit

And yeah, everybody start to rush
Swingin' through is your friendly neighborhood lush
I crack your bottle than watch how Xzibit bust
I regulate like a killer with a nickel plate
Uh set it straight and start to shakin' you down, breakin' new ground,
construction work
heavy artilary, put your dick in the dirt
Stay alert, the game is rough so you might get hurt
Slug burnt through your jacket, through your sweater, through your shirt
Get cut from th belly up
I burnt the chain fast lane, suck my sugar cane
I'm tryin' to spart that niggas brain while you entertain trivial things,
material things, protected by the underground kings
who rule the land with an iron fist
The "Men In Black", if we flash can't remember shit
You cross me, I'll make you pay like the government, I wanna kill Sam
'cause my package came short 12 grames, get the picture

Pimps, players, hoes, hustlers, willes thugs, ballers, busters,
gangstas, macks everyday, all day, shot callers, even high rollers keep it
moving

What you see is what you get now
The kinda style make the whole world go wow
Bless the child like a hoe who's on flesh 'n bone
and no matter where I roam I feel right at home, yeah, yeah

What you see is what you get now
The kinda style make the whole world go wow
Bless the child like a hoe who's on flesh 'n bone
and no matter where I roam I feel right at home

What you see is what you get now
The kinda style make the whole world go wow
Bless the child like a hoe who's on flesh 'n bone
and no matter where I roam I feel right at home, yeah, yeah

What you see is what you get now
The kinda style make the whole world go wow
Bless the child like a hoe who's on flesh 'n bone
and no matter where I roam I feel right at home

Jay Z & Linkin Park - Numb Encore with lyrics



Lyrics:

Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind

Now can I get an encore, do you want more
Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy
So for one last time I need y'all to roar

Now what the hell are you waitin for
After me, there shall be no more
So for one last time, nigga make some noise

Get em Jay

Who you know fresher than Hov'? Riddle me that
The rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically at
Can't none of y'all mirror me back
Yeah hearin me rap is like hearin G. Rap in his prime
I'm, young H.O., rap's Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe, now break bread
I'm in, Boeing jets, Global Express
Out the country but the blueberry still connect
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
But when you Young, what the fuck you expect? Yep, yep
Grand openin, grand closin
God your man Hov' cracked the can open again
Who you gon' find doper than him with no pen
just draw off inspiration
Soon you gon' see you can't replace him
with cheap imitations for DESE GENERATIONS

Now can I get an encore, do you want more
Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy
So for one last time I need y'all to roar

Now what the hell are you waitin for
After me, there shall be no more
So for one last time, nigga make some noise

What the hell are you waiting for

[sighs] Look what you made me do, look what I made for you
Knew if I paid my dues, how will they pay you
When you first come in the game, they try to play you
Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you
From Marcy to Madison Square
To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yea)
As fate would have it, Jay's status appears
to be at an all-time high, perfect time to say goodbye
When I come back like Jordan, wearin the 4-5
It ain't to play games witchu
It's to aim at you, probably maim you
If I owe you I'm blowin you to smithereeens
Cocksucker take one for your team
And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)
I came, I saw, I conquered
From record sales, to sold out concerts
So muh'fucker if you want this encore
I need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore

I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

I've become so numb
Can I get an encore, do you want more (more...)
I've become so numb
So for one last time I need y'all to roar
One last time I need y'all to roar