Список текстов песен с количеством слов от 500

Текст песни:

Время – будь ты деревня иль мегаполис —
Идет предельно, разделит на взлет и паденья
Твою повесть
То сладость, то горечь, то вверх, то вниз
А между ними жизнь
Начни поиск! Время
Расставило все по местам
Кто там первый? Не знаю, но это не стайл
Знаешь, мне всегда хотелось узнать
Как можно что-то искать Если ты в стае
Дикая нагрузка на уши
Утром думаешь, днем пишешь, вечером слушаешь
И так 12 лет каждый день в жар и стужу
Написал, зачеркнул – сыровато — отложил на потом
Пусть просушится
Как ботинки после лужи
Может где-то когда получится
Дописать как нужно
Запихнуть к кому-то в фит
Или сделать вид
Будто только вот-вот утром это было выношено в душе
Или в душе. Ладонь, планшет
Блокнот, телефон, туалетной бумаги рулон, белый манжет
Обои в коридоре и салфетки в кафе, бумажки лавэ,
И пачки сигарет с оторванным краем
Не просто палево, а знаки, что тебя вставляет
И долго так уже.
Я лично не могу писать на диване
Мне нужно движение, чтоб все мельтешило
Чтобы вокруг крутилось месиво, такой бульон для моей лиры
Когда нашел я жилу, я захожу в пустое кафе
Или сажусь в трамвай и еду до конечной
В общем, делаю то, что никогда не сделал бы в обычный день
Предупреждение для столичных людей
Если я кого, пройдя, толкну – не бычьте!
Я, значит, в поиске и ничего не вижу обычно Время
Расставило все по местам
Кто там первый? Не знаю, но это не стайл
Знаешь, мне всегда хотелось узнать
Как можно что-то искать Если ты в стае
Самая крутая фишка (слушай меня)
Ставить рифму не в бочку, а чуть погодя
В рабочий
Тогда создается нужный кач
Который даже не рэперам нравится очень
Попробуй……
Дальше: какие ты выбираешь слова?
Веришь, есть такие, которые надо забыть
Они использованы тыщу раз до тебя
И в таком сочетании – это просто булшит
Не могут жить «Пацаны» – «штаны»
«Гадость» – «радость»
«Шмаль» – «кропаль»
Что там еще осталось…
Во: «люди» — «студия»
А вот такая связка:
«Кровь за любовь хипхоп голов не в глаз а в бровь»
Такое вызывает жалость
А должно вызывать зависть
Так что ищи, парень!
Кстати, «парик» – «парень». Тоже не стайл, отставить
Лучше с «парнем» рифмовать «барин»
Слово редкое, достойное и главное никто не знает
Ищи!
Вырабатывай стайлик
Время
Расставило все по местам
Кто там первый? Не знаю, но это не стайл
Знаешь, мне всегда хотелось узнать
Как можно что-то искать Если ты в стае
Поиск – будь ты соска или в розыске
Поиск – вот что тебе нужно. Поиск
Поиск. Будь ты ветеран или новенький
Поиск – вот что тебе нужно. Поиск
Поиск – будь ты в андеграунде иль в космосе
Поиск – вот что тебе нужно. Поиск
Поиск – будь ты падла или с совестью
Поиск – вот что тебе нужно. Поиск
Поиск – будь ты машинист или поезд
Поиск – вот что тебе нужно. Поиск
Поиск – будь ты в костылях или с тростью
Поиск – вот что тебе нужно. Поиск
Поиск – будь ты мякотью или костью
Поиск – вот что тебе нужно. Поиск
Поиск – будь ты в Гугле или Яндексе
Поиск – вот что тебе нужно. Поиск Время
Расставило все по местам
Кто там первый? Не знаю, но это не стайл
Знаешь, мне всегда хотелось узнать
Как можно что-то искать Если ты в стае
Время – будь ты деревня иль мегаполис —
Идет предельно, разделит на взлет и паденья
Твою повесть
То сладость, то горечь, то вверх, то вниз
А между ними — жизнь
Начни поиск

@ Джи Вилкс

Текст песни:

[Hidden Track]

Nah man
Not quite finished yet

Girl I think,
You just might′a tried to pull a muh′fucking fast one, I′m mad
You just hurt my goddamn feeling, and that was the last one I had
Does this look like an arcade? Tryna play games?
See this saw blade? See the silhouette of a stalker
in your walk-way? Better co-operate
Or get saute′d and rotisseried while you′re hog-tied
MC′s get so quiet you can hear a muh′fucking dog whistle while I walk by
′Colt Seavers′ on a mule, stuntin on that ass like the fucking Fall Guy
I don′t gas my Mercedes at the mit, man I treat it like a Mogwai
Cuz it will turn into a Gremlin and run over kids, women and men
Vrinn-vrinn! Motor′s so big you can fit a midget in his engine
Bitch, give me them digits while you′re cringin′
Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin
While I spin spin even ten cents on you, since when
Do you think it′s gonna cost me a pretty penny?
Shiit, if I think a penny′s pretty
just imagine how beautiful a quarter is to me
Eenie meenie miney mo, Catch an eskimo by his toe
While he′s trying to roll a snowball but,
Don′t make him lose his cool
If he hollers better let him go ya′ll

Now here we go go goooooo

Get up! Baby get a move on, Like a U-Haul
You can rack your brain like pool balls
You will never think of this shit
Yeah, honey you called?
Well here I come, Havoc on the beat, I reek it
Evil I see, hear and speak it
Lady put your money on Shady
Fuck that other weak shit
Put your eggs in the same basket
You can count every muh′fucking chicken fore′ it hatches
Cuz, you can bet your ass that we gone get it crackin′
Like a Kraken and Titans when they′re clashin′
Get your brains bashed in so bad
You gone have Kurt Kobain askin
To autograph a bloodstained napkin
I′m fashionable and ′bout as rational
as a rash on a fag′s asshole
Now let′s take that line, run it up the flag pole with Elton
See if he′s cool with it
Don′t stand there and look stupid at me bitch
I ain′t in the mood for this shit
Get my kit, Google it till it pops up
Ya′ll are so motherfucking full of shit that you′re stopped up
Me I′m always shitting diarrhea of the mouth
Till your speakers crap out [fart] "Ohp, What?"
Girl you got a hot butt like a lit cigarette "Chik-Chigarette"
But you won′t get a hot fudge Sundae from me
So do not strut my way, slut! Because..

Here we go go goooooo

And now that I got your panties in a bunch
and your bowels in an uproar
Im′ma show you why I kang xi
Stop asking me what the fuck for
Now look you little slut, cunt, whore know you want more,
bitches tell I put the Mat back into Mathers
Cuz I′m a fucking problem, Run boy!
Every flow got it mastered
So every last word that you fucking fags heard
comes straight from the fishes ass, Yeah
In other words I′m a Bass turd!
Looking at me like I killed Kenny
Gassing the tank near steal plenty
No morals are instilled in me
So remorse I really don′t feel any
Eat your heart out, Hannibal
Understandable why you′re jealous, fucking animal
I got cannibal magnetism, cant resist him now, can ya hoe?
Shady, I don′t understand your flow.
Understand my flow?
Bitch I flow like Troy Palumalu′s hair, boy.
Don′t you dare try to follow or compare, boy.
I′m raw, you ain′t even medium rare
stay the fuck outta my hair, boy!
You can look, you can stare and point
But you can′t touch since you′re queer boy.
I don′t get it man, is there a void
All this weak shit, what am I steroids?
Well bitch I′m back with some shit for that ass
and your trunk, Elephant hemorrhoids

And remember boys
Here we go go goooooo

Thank you for coming out
Hope you enjoyed the show
Till next time

haha

Peace!

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

***** in scottish accent*********
ohh! it’s muic to my ears!
oh man!
how can i describe… the way i feel?!
fuckin great man!…..ok!
let me see…how could i begin?
****** end of scottish accent *****

locked in mariah’s wine cellar all i had for lunch
was red wine more red wine and captain crunch
red wine for breakfast and for bunch
and to soak up in an between snack crackers to munch
mariah what ever happened to us? why did we have to break up?
all i asked for was a glass of punch
you see i never really asked for much
i can’t imagine whats
going through you mind after such
a nasty BREAK-up
with that laughing hump
luis-miguel, nick cannon better back the fuck-up
i’m not playing i want to back ya punk
this is hello kitty bed spread seth and funk
mixed with egyptian with a little rappin pulse
zappin eric clapton (shaq brings half a crunk???) and yeah bebe!!
i want another crack at cha
you can beat me with any spatula that you want
i mean i really want you bad ya cunt
nick you had your fun
i come to kick you in your sack of junk
man i could use a fresh batch of blood
so prepare your vernacular
for dracula acupuncture

********chorus*********
bagpipes from baghdad
when will it ever cease for pete’s sake he crazy to say the least
bagpipes from baghdad
what’s going through my mind half the time when my rhymes are blowing up my…
bagpipes from baghdad
somebody turn the vacancy sign on cuz im gone blowing up my …
bagpipes from baghdad
i run the streets and act like a mad man holding a glad bag…
******** end of chorus **************

you can be a permanent fixture
in my lyrical mixture
im the miracle whip the tricksta
my sig-niture sound
when the tuba lips sticks around
im bound to put it on in an instant wow man
what an ensemble, what an assortment of pharmaceuticals
this beautiful pill left dust on my palm my cuticles
get residue form just touching the bottle
never knew i could remind me so much of my mama
i cut you like (darma??)
pull the butcher knife you ya
the size of saw board im like the fuckin rex on ya
get it stuck in your cornea, nice knowing you norman
your so fuckin annoying drive the shovel boy
you′ll know what the fuck you doing
i aint playing no fuckin more, nick cannon you prick
i wish you luck with the fuckin whore
every minute there’s a sucker born
snuck up on (Melaca ??)
made the muthafucker suck on a (suckacorn??)
sucka? suckacorn? suckacorn??
hit jason in the face with a hockey puck
and told him its fucking on
man what the fuck are you doing
you running over snow blower
with the lawn mower blowing your…

********chorus*********
bagpipes from baghdad
when will it ever cease for pete’s sake he crazy to say the least
bagpipes from baghdad
what’s going through my mind half the time when my rhymes are blowing up my…
bagpipes from baghdad
somebody turn the vacancy sign on cuz im gone blowing up my …
bagpipes from baghdad
i run the streets and act like a mad man holding a glad bag…
******** end of chorus **************

in the bed with two brain dead lesbian vegetables
i bet you they′ll become heterosexuals
nothing will stop me from molesting you
titty fucking you till your breast nipples flesh tickles my testicles is what they said to the two
conjoined twins
hows it going girlfriends you needs a boyfriend?
you need some ointment, just set up an appointment
who’s-gonna-go-see-the-doctor first? we’ll do a coin flip
i just got my one year sobriety coin chip
when the bad get going how bad does going get?
baby you shouldn’t have any trouble rubbing groins with
each other especially when you joined at the hip
im going to get the needle and thread from the sowing kit
in attempt to separate em and stitch em back together at the loins…shit
your the little boy with the chocolate chips ahoy chip
cookie looky even took me a polaroid….

********chorus*********
bagpipes from baghdad
when will it ever cease for pete’s sake he crazy to say the least
bagpipes from baghdad
what’s going through my mind half the time when my rhymes are blowing up my…
bagpipes from baghdad
somebody turn the vacancy sign on cuz im gone blowing up my …
bagpipes from baghdad
i run the streets and act like a mad man holding a glad bag…
******** end of chorus **************

******using auto-tune**********
huhulaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
huhummm diddddly laaaaaaaaaa
huhummm diddddly laaaaaaaaaa
huhummm diddddly laaaaaaaaaa

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

(feat. Obie Trice)


Obie, yo′, i′m sick, damn, you straight dog...

[CHORUS]

That′s why I ain′t got no time, for these games and stupid tricks, or these bitches on my dick,
that′s how dudes be getting sick, that′s how dicks be getting drips, falling victims to this
shit, from these bitches on our dicks, fucking chickens with no ribs, that′s why I ain′t got no
time...

[Obie Trice]
Yo′, I woke up fucked up off the liquor I drunk, I had a bag of the skunk won in last nights
tunk, pussy residue was on my penis, Denise from the cleaners, fucked me good, you should of
seen this, big booty bitch, switch unbearable, french roll stylin′, body like a stallion, sizin′
up the figure while my shit getting bigger, debatin′ on a fuck or do I want to be her nigga,
caressin′ this bitch, plus i′m checking out them tit′s, sippin′ on that fine shit I ain′t used
to buyin′, I gotta hit it from behind, it′s mandatory, like takin′ hoe′s money, but that′s
another story, for surely, the pussy on toast after we toast, her clothes fell like bishop in
juice, the womb beater, clean pussy eater, insertin′ my jock in that spot hotter than the
hottest block, don′t stop, the response I got when I was knockin′ it, clock steady tickin′,
kinky finger lickin′, and can on, semen′s at my tip when she moans, I gotta slow down before I
cum soon, and work that nigga, like a slave owner, when I dropped off my outfit, she knew I
wanted to bone her, she foamin′ at the lips, the one between them hips, pubic hairs lookin′ like
some sour cream dip, without the nacho, my dick hit the spot though, pussy tighter than
conditions of us black folks, we in the final stretch, the last part of sex, I bust a fat ass
nut, then I woke up next, like what the fuck is goin′ on here, this bitch evaporated, pussy and
all, just picked up and vacated, now i′m frusturated cause my dick was unprotected, and Doctor
Wesley tellin′ me I really got that shit...

[CHORUS]

[Eminem]
Now I don′t wanna hit no woman, but this chick′s got it comin′, someone better get this bitch,
before she get′s kicked in the stomach, and she′s pregnant, but she′s eggin′ me on, beggin′ me
to throw her off the steps of this porch, my only weapon is force and I don′t wanna resort to
any violence of any sort, but what′s she shovin′ me for, doesn′t she love me no more, wasn′t she
huggin′ me four minutes ago at the door, man, i′m this close to goin′ toe-to-toe with this
whore, what would you do if she was tellin′ you she wants a divorce, she′s havin′ another baby
in a month, and it′s yours, and you find out it isn′t cause this bitch has been visitin′ someone
else, and suckin′ his dick and kissin′ you on the lips when you get back, to Michigan, now the
plot is thickenin′ worse, cause you feel like you′ve been stickin′ your fuckin′ dick in a
hearse, so you paranoid at every little cold that you get, ever since they told you this shit,
you′ve been holdin′ your dick, so you go to the clinic, sweatin′ every minute you in it, then
the doctor comes out lookin′ like Dennis the Menace, and it′s obvious to everyone in the lobby
it′s AIDS, he ain′t even gotta call you in his office to say it, so you jet back home, cause you
gon′ get that hoe, when you see her, you gon′ bend her fuckin′ neck back, yo′, cause you love
her, you never would expect that blow, Obie told you the scoop, how could she stoop that low,
Jesus, I don′t believe this, bitch works at the cleaners, bringin′ me home diseases, swingin′
from Obie′s penis, she′s so deceivin′, shit this hoe′s a genius, she g′d us...

[CHORUS]

I′m busy, yeah, fuck these bitches, fuck ′em all, get money, Shady records, Obie Trice, Eminem,
motherfucker, new millenium shit, yeah, turn this shit off, turn this shit the fuck off...

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

CHORUS 4X:
That′s why they call me Slim Shady
(I′m Back) I′m Back, (I′m Back) I′m Back

[Verse 1]
I murder a rhyme one word at a time
You never, heard of a mind as perverted as mine
You better, get rid of that nine, it aint gonna help
What good′s it gonna do against a man that strangles himself?
I′m waitin for hell like hell shit I′m anxious as hell
Manson, you′re safe in that cell, be thankful it′s jail
I used to be my mommy′s little angel at twelve
At thirteen I was puttin shells in a gauge on a shelf
I used to, get punched and bullied on my block
Til I cut a kitten′s head off and stuck it in this kid′s mail box
I used to give a, fuck, now I could give a fuckless
What do I think of success? It sucks too much press I′m stressed
Too much cess with agress too upset it′s just too much mess
I guess I must just blew up quick, yes
Grew up quick, no, was raised right, whatever you say is wrong
Whatever I say is right
You think of my name now whenever you say hi
Became a commodity because I′m W H I
T E, cuz MTV was so friendly to me, can′t wait till Kim sees me
Now is it worth it? Look at my life how is it perfect?
Read my lips bitch, what, my mouth isn′t workin?
You see this finger, oh it′s upside down
Here let me turn this motherfucker up right now

CHORUS 4X

[Verse 2]
I take each individual degenerates head and reach into it
Just to see if he′s influenced by me if he listens to music
And if he feeds into this shit he′s an innocent victim
And becomes a puppet on the string of my tennis shoe [vocal scratches]
My name is Slim Shady, I been crazy way before radio didn′t play me
The sensational, "Back is the incredible!"
With Ken Kaniff who just finds the men edible
It′s Ken Kaniff, on the internet
Trying to, lure your kids, wit him into bed
It′s a, sick world we live in these days
Slim for pete′s sakes put down Christopher Reeve′s legs!
Sheez you guys are so sensitive
Slim it′s touchy subject try and just don′t mention it
Mind with no sense in it, tried to get so frenetic
Whose eyes get so squinted, I′m blind from smokin ′em
Wit my windows tinted, wit nine limos rented, doin lines of coke in ′em
Wit a bunch of guys hoppin out all high and indo scented
And that′s where I get my name from, that′s why they call me

CHORUS 4X

[Verse 3]
I take seven -- from ----- stand ′em all in line
Add an AK - 47, a revolver, a nine
A mack 11 and an all assault a problem of mine
A natural old school a bully shot em all at one time
Cuz I′m Shady, they call me as crazy
As the world was over this whole Y2K thing
And by the way, *N′SYNC why do they sing
Am I the only one who realizes they stink?
Should I dye my hair pink and care what y′all think?
Lip sync and buy a bigger size of earrings?
It′s why I tend to block out when I hear things
Cuz all these fans screamin is makin my ears ring
So I just, throw up a middle finger and let it linger
Longer than the rumor that I was stickin it to Christina
Cuz if I ever stuck it to any singer in showbiz
It′d be Jennifer Lopez and Puffy you know this!
I′m sorry Puff, but I don′t give a fuck if this chick was my own mother
I still fuck her with no rubber and cum inside her
and have a son and a new brother at the same time
and just say that it aint mine, what′s my name?

CHORUS 4X

Guess who′s back (back)
geh- geh- guess who′s back
Hi mom
Guess who′s back
geh- geh- guess who′s back (vocal scratches)
D-12
Guess who′s back
geh- geh- geh- geh- guess who′s back
Dr Dre (scratches)
Guess who′s back, back, back (scratches), back
Slim Shady
2001
I′m blew out from this blunt
(sighs) fuck

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

Ya look

If i were to rap about the crap that′s out
That′s the route you probably want me to take
Cuz your just dyeing to know what i think
And my take on some other rappers
If i was to say somethin bout′ paul wall
You′d probably crap in your pants cuz im white and he′s white
So he′s like my competition i mean right
nope, paul wall is dope and so′s bubba
But, but, But....
But i don′t compete wit nobody
I just go hard do the rope a dope ali shuffle
And dance around my opponents do donuts
Sometimes i play possom like I′m asleep it′s awesome!
I′m like a sleeping giant and when i awake I′m like dre
I just jump from outta no where and bite prey
And sink my teeth in and fill em′ fulla poison
And make a noise like a snake before i kill em′
And let em′ know i just don′t feel em′
And smack em′ with the backward E the′ eminem emblem
I was taught if your gonna murder somebody you should face em′
Tell em′ why look em′ dead in the eye then waste em′
And the dark shall emerge from the firey depths of hell
And swallow the shallow the hallow who dwell
In the shadows of all who are willing to sell there souls
For this rap game and it ga ga goes.......

123 check,check 123, check 123
That aint the hook now follow me
There′s nothing else for me to say
My public adores me!
Everybody bores me they just so corny
So at night before i sleep i look in the mirror
The mirror glows lips and it whispers come nearer

( Hook )
My darling, I don′t ever want you to leave me my darling
You and me were meant to be together my darling
And if i can not have you then no one can your my darling
Cuz i posses your soul, Your mind, Your heart and your body
And i don′t want you too ever leave me my darling
You and me were meant to be together my darling
And if i can not have you then no one can your my darling
Cuz i posses your soul, Your mind, Your heart and your body


( Verse )

Shady i know your in there some where come here
Talk too me sit here pull up a chair why don′t you cut your hair hahaha
Dye it back come on try it
Ahhhh No i told you leave me the fuck alone will you!
But I′m here to re-build you
But i already killed you!
But shady we were meant for each other!
Think about your mother!
Yeah so what of her ?
Think about what she did to you and your little brother!
All them foster homes!
Fuck you motherfucker! i had you beat!
No i was playin possom remember i let you watch your little girls blossom
I gave you enough time your souls mine im taking it back!
You fucking bitch! why ?
Because i love you look a little closer... Isn′t that us on that poster ?

( Hook )
My darling, I don′t ever want you to leave me my darling
You and me were meant to be together my darling
And if i can not have you then no one can your my darling
Cuz i posses your soul, Your mind, Your heart and your body
And i don′t want you too ever leave me my darling
You and me were meant to be together my darling
And if i can not have you then no one can your my darling
Cuz i posses your soul, Your mind, Your heart and your body

( Verse )

Shady listen ( SHADY ) you hear that ?
They screamin for you i can bring you career back!
But i don′t want it back, Yes you!, No i don′t!
Yes you do your gonna regret it later, No i wont!
I′ma get dre on the phone I′ll just call the doctor
Go ahead i already talk to.. dre yesterday
Well i got him on the phone right now ( Slim? )
Your lying ( Yo Slim? ) how ? Why now ?
What up dre ?
Check this out slim i gotta talk to you
I dunno it just seems like ever since you got off your
Drugs you became alot softer!
But Dre! all shady is, is a bottle of hair bleach and vodka!
Well just think about slim I′m here!
Just hit me back and let me know what′s up ?
Fuck this mirror! Ahhhh!
I′m not in the mirror I′m inside you let me guide you!
Fuck you! Die you son-of-a-bitch!
Put the gun down! Bye bye!
(*gunshots* )
Ok im still alive! So am i too! you cant kill a spirit even if you tried too
You sold your soul to me need i remind you ?
You remember that night you
Prayed to god you′d give anything to get a record deal well dre signed you!
This is what you wanted your whole life Marshall right boo?
Look at this house! look at these cars! I′m so nice ooooh!
Oh but you didn′t know that fame has a price too ?
That your just now seeing the downside too!
Lose your best friend from high school your wife too!
Aint even sure if your kids like you!
Come off tour cant even sleep at night without night-quill
Think of the Valium addicts start a rehab cycle
But together we can break the cycle
Marshall? WHAT!
No ones gonna love you like i do!


( Hook )
My darling, I don′t ever want you to leave me my darling
You and me were meant to be together my darling
And if i can not have you then no one can your my darling
Cuz i posses your soul, Your mind, Your heart and your body
And i don′t want you too ever leave me my darling
You and me were meant to be together my darling
And if i can not have you then no one can your my darling
Cuz i posses your soul, Your mind, Your heart and your body

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

Ah yeah, yo!
This song is dedicated to all the happy people
All the happy people who have real nice lives
And who have no idea whats it like to be broke as fuck

[Verse One:]

I feel like I′m walking a tight rope, without a circus net
I′m popping perkasets, I′m a nervous wreck
I deserve respect; but I work a sweat for this worthless check
Bout to burst this tech, at somebody to reverse this debt
Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged
Full of venom and rage
Especially when I′m engaged
And my daughter′s down to her last diaper
That′s got my ass hyper
I pray that god answers, maybe I′ll ask nicer
Watching ballers while they flossing in their pathfinders
These overnight stars becoming autograph signers
We′ll all gone blow up and leave the past behind us
Along with the small fry′s and average half pinters
While playa haters turn bitch like they have vaginas
Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us
Money will brainwash you and leave your ass mindless
Snakes slither in the grass spineless

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

That′s Rock Bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That′s Rock Bottom
When you want something bad enough you′ll steal
That′s Rock Bottom
When you feel you have had it up to here
Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear

[Verse Two:]

My life is full of empty promises
And broken dreams
I′m hoping things will look up
But there ain′t no job openings
I feel discouraged hungry and malnourished
Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished
And I′m sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay
And I′m tired of being hired and fired the same day
But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game play
Cause when we die we know were all going the same way
It′s cool to be player, but it sucks to be the fan
When all you need is bucks to be the man
Plus a luxury sedan
Too comfortable and roomy in a six
They threw me in the mix
With all these gloomy lunatics
Walk around depressed
And smoke a pound of ses a day
And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today
My daughter wants to throw the ball but I′m too stressed to play
Live half my life and throw the rest away

[Chorus]

There′s people that love me and people that hate me
But it′s the evil that made me this backstabbing, deceitful, and shady
I want the money, the women, the fortune, and the fame
That Means I′ll end up burning in hell scorching in flames
That means I′m stealing your checkbook and forging your name
Lifetime bliss for eternal torture and pain
Right now I feel like just hit the rock bottom
I got problems now everybody on my blocks got ′em
I′m screaming like those two cops when 2pac shot ′em
Holding two glocks, I hope your doors got new locks on ′em
My daughter′s feet ain′t got no shoes or sock′s on ′em
And them rings you wearing look like they got a few rocks on ′em
And while you flaunting them I could be taking them to shops to pawn them
I got a couple of rings and a brand new watch you want ′em?
Cause I never went gold of one song
I′m running up on someone′s lawns with guns drawn

[Chorus]

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

Psst... hey, listen!
Lalalalala! I love my job. Whoo! Makes me feel like Superman!
Can you fly? I can. Wanna see?

[Chorus]
I′m only entertaining you
My goal is to stimulate, making you high
And take you and I
To a place you can′t see
But I believe you can fly
I don′t mean nobody harm, I′m just partying
I′m not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian
Just a man who′s on the mic
So let me entertain you...

[Eminem]
My lyrical content is constantly under fire
No wonder why I constantly bomb back
To combat attacks with constant concepts
When lyrics are constantly took outta context
Failure to communicate with congress has
Been a problem for the longest, I guess
But maybe one day we can make some progress
Food for thought - see how long it takes to digest
Feeling good when I should be ashamed
Sh*t, I really should′ve fell but I stood
See I came like a flame in the night
Like a ghost in the dark; there′s a ray, there′s a light
There′s a hope, there′s a spark
But when planets collide they′ll never see eye to eye
Until they decide to set their differences aside
And this is why only one of us will survive
So children follow my lead and feel the vibe, cause

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
My music can be slightly amusing
You shouldn′t take lyrics so serious, it might be confusing
Just trying to seperate the truth from entertainment
It′s stupid, ain′t it? I get sick of trying to explain it
See I could sit and argue with you but it goes beyond
Just being a snot, pointy-nosed bleach-blond
Cause I came here to uplift; let your woes be gone,
Tell ′em to get fu*ked and just mosie on
Constantly moving, constantly using the constitution
As a form of restitution
Bless the children, nothing less than brilliant
Let me entertain you like Robbie Williams
I′ll be here when y′all are gone, rebuilding,
World revolving, still evolving, still Slim
How many kids′ll copy? Probably millions,
But I′ma do this as a fu*king hobby till then, cause

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
My lyrical content contains subject matter
That sucks up all these fu*ked up young kids
At an alarming rate; common denominate
Add it up and you′ll see just why I dominate
I try to stimulate but kids emulate,
And mimmick every move you make - Slim, you great!
But wait, can′t you see I′m only here to entertain?
I gotta be the one to go against the grain
Cause man, I see it, feel it, live it, but it′s inhumane
For me to see you be influenced but pretend you ain′t
But they don′t understand that I′ve been through pain
If you get to know me I could be a friend you gain
But you can′t just stand there and try to judge
It hurts but you′re jealousy probably tears you up inside as
much
And it′s such a pleasure, every button that I touch
I treasure every glutton that I punish in my lust, but

[Chorus]

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

Bizzare:
Echo
Music, reality, sometimes it′s hard to tell the difference
But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids
Psyche!

Eminem:
If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow
Would you feel sorrow or show love
Or would it matter
Can never be the lead-off batter of things
Shit for me to feed off
I′m see-saw battlin
But theres way too much at stake for me to be fake
There′s too much on my plate
And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away
And not say what I got to say
What the fuck you take me for? a joke? you smokin crack?
Before I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back
I get up ′for i get down, run myself in the ground, ′for I put some wack shit out
I′m tryin-a smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark
Ya′ll steady tryin to drown the shark
Ain′t gonna do nothin but piss me off
Lid to the can of whoop ass, just twist me off
See me leap out, pull the piece out, fuck shootin i′m just trying to knock his teeth out
Fuck with me now, bitch, let′s see you freestyle
Talk is cheap, motherfucker if you′re really feeling froggish, leap
Yo slim, you gonna let him get away with that?
He tried to play you, you can′t let him skate with that
Man I hate this crap, this ain′t rap,
This is crazy the way we act
When we confuse hip-hop with real life when the music stops

Swift:
There ain′t no getting rid of McVeigh
If so you woulda tried
The only way I′m leavin this bitch is suicide
I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemy′s crib with hennesy,
Got drunk then I finished he
I′m every nigga′s favorite arch-enemy.
Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef
I spark willingly with a dillinger in the dark dilligently
I′m not what you think
I appear to be fucked up
Mentally endangered
I can′t stay away from a razor
I just want my face in a paper
I wish a nigger had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres
I murder you
Danger had me turned into a mad man, son of sam, bitch, I′m surgical
I′l allergic to dyin, you think not? you got balls? We can see how large
When the music stops

Kon Artist:
I was happy having a deal at first,
Thought money would make me happy but
It only made my pain worst,
It hurts when u see ur friends turn their back on u dawg
When u ain′t got nothing left but ur word and ur balls
N ur stress full of cause
Of ur new friends they beggin with their hands out
Checking for ur record when its selling
When it aint, that′s the end, no laughs
No friends no girl
Just the gin u drink till u car spin u then
Screech
Damn!
Crash
U slam into the wall and u fall
Out the car, trying to crawl with one arm
About to lose it all in a pool of alcohol
If my funeral′s tomorrow, wonder if they would even call when the music stops

Kuniva:
Let′s see how many of your men loyal,
When i pull up looking for you,
With a pistol sipping on a can of pennzoil
I′m revved up, who said what would lead bust ur head would just explode
With red stuff i′m hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon
Braggin about how u shot it like a coward, bullets devour you showered you
Niggars, if i was u niggas, i′ll run while given the chance
Understand i can enchance the spirit of man
Death itself, it can′t hurt me, just the thought of dying alone that really
Hurts me, u ain′t worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk
Be smart and stop trying to walk how g′s walk before we spark
Hug the floor while we plan to the war with ur life, fuck the tour and the mic
I′ll rather fuck a whore with a knife, deliver that shit the coroner′s like
You high hype poppin′ shit in broad day light nigga ur a gonna at night

When The Music Stops

Proof:
Instigators, ????? pits in cages
Let loose and bit the neighbours
wrist to razors
Ya′ll don′t want war, you want talk
In the dark my dogs all bark like woof
Proof nigga I′m a wolf, get your whole roof
Caved in like reindeer hoofs
Stomped the roof shake the floor tiles loose
The more ya′ll breach, the more I moves
This hell street, this is hardcore blues
Put a gun to rap checking all our jewels (nigga)
Or make the news betcha all ya′ll move
When the uzi pop, you better drop when the music stop

Bizzare:
Music′s changed my life in so many ways
Brains confused and fucked since the 5th grade
LL told me to rock the bells
NWA said fuck the police
Now i′m in jail
93 was strictly RNB
Fucked up hair cut
Listen to Jodeci
Michael Jackson, who go tell me i′m Mike
Ass cheeks painted white
Fucking Presilla at night
Flying down sunset smoking crack
Transvestite in the front
Eddi Murphy in the back
MOP had me grindy and griddy
Marilyn Manson, i dyed my hair blue
And grew some titties
Ludacris told me to throw them bowls
Now i′m in the hospital
Broken nose and a fractured elbow
Voices in my head, i′m going in shock,
I′m reaching for the glock but the music stops

Bang

@ Eminem

Текст песни:

Wonder why, wonder why, wonder why
why must we pretend
Why can′t we be more than friends?
Let′s be more than friends.

What are you afraid of?
We′ve been playing games love
Together we crazy, good I mean baby, so why you gotta change up?
Baby when we make love, in ways I never made love
Feels so real, but something still is missing from the picture
Everywhere I go, people wanna know. wonder where I been, what′s the deal wit him
Is y′all really cool, is he just a friend
Now I′m asking you, tell me what it is
Look me in my eye, you don′t have to lie
Must think I′m a fool, fucking round with you
Need to give me proof I need to hear the truth
I just got one question for you

CHORUS:
Wonder why, wonder why, wonder why
why must we pretend
Why can′t we be more than friends?
Let′s be more than friends.

Wonder why, wonder why, wonder why
why must we pretend
Why can′t we be more than friends?
Let′s be more than friends.

I think you see me as your play thing
Your Friday to Sunday thing
I′m not your weekend love, your secret fuck, brother I′m not playing
And if I wanted to be part time, I′d be working at the check-out line
At the liquor store, the picture show, let me give you piece of my mind

RAP
Why don′t you put your arms around me huh?
Acting different when your friends around
See nah, when we together we fire and no I never tell my friends your a friend
You′re my guy we′re together uh huh
Calling my phone about we needed a break
How we gonna break up when we ain′t willing to date?
You say you want that real woman, when you get her you run
How come i never met the family like your dad and your mum?
And I don′t wanna hear it, stop being a bitch
You making me respect you less, I′m really starting to switch
You′re saying that and this and your heart broken
yeah, you sound like shit like you′re taking a piss
Somebody wanna see ya chick, ya see the problem with dis is
I′m waiting in vain, I′m waiting for you to change
We ain′t kicking it No, we ain′t chilling NO, we ain′t doing a ting blood
I′m more like a full time thing
See fam you got your own sock drawer, you can call me much more
more then just your friend much, more than before
don′t play me like an extra, I got speaking roles
I am NOT that ho, I am so much more

I wonder why

CHORUS

Speaking:
Don′t act like I′m tryna press you
it′s just you know
It′s obvious, it′s all there, like
what you waiting for
(why can′t we be more than friends, let′s be more than friends)
Stop pretending
(let′s be more than friends, let′s be more than friends)
You know we more than friends, you know it′s me and you
c′mon, yeah, sing

huh huh...huh huh...huh huh...

@ Estelle

Текст песни:

Check
Uh huh
Check check, y′all

Yo Whitey Ford′s the name
The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Couldn′t get more bent
When it′s time to represent
I control it like rent
In a slum tenement
Life′s hard like some men
In the concrete jungle
I don′t smoke jumbo
So whatcha knockin′ for
There′s locks on my door
We rock from the floor
To the ceilin′
Ain′t no drug dealin′
Ain′t no gat peelin′
You can′t fight this feelin′

Casual:
Well, My style′s golden
Hot like molten rock
Niggers come bold
But leave here holdin′ jock
High roll patrol
Roll through the set on fifth
Arm′s solo
Sippin′ momo with a chick
Niggers take the penitentiary
Chances at the dances
Lettin′ off shots
Lit off the lanterns
Mad ′cause a nigga can′t test with no access
To phatness like this

Sadat X:
From one story the cowboy was founded
I′m surrounded by Casual and Whitey Ford
The whole world and your girl
From the Bay to LA
To my blue end while
I ain′t tryin′ to die
I′m tryin′ to live
While I cool out
And pick up my daughter
When the bell says the school out
Who the hell brought tools
In this peaceful event
Now I can love you
Front you
Or we could hunt you
You played too close
Take a hit of this dose

A yes, yes, y′all
Sadat X: A freak, freak, yo
Casual: So fresh y′all
To the beat y′all
Sadat X: A yes yes y′all
Casual: We don′t stop dog
We keep it rockin′ till the panties drop, yo

Casual:
Uh huh, ha
I see the rappers bein′ ruined
By you and whoever′s doin′ that
Crap, they got me booin′
In fact, I′m gettin′ to ′em
May an electrical poetical surge
Give me the urge
To, consume, the tomb
And submerge
The depths of adverbs
Keep it sick
Analytical
You pitiful trick
I′m the pinnacle and the prodigal
Rhyme style′s
Hip nautical
Fuck the artical
The artist is hardest
To harvest the hard shit

Sadat X:
I slave till all my work is done
I′m cashin′ in
Stack up my money for a grand set
I like them all house parties rockin′
Plus I′m up in your cozy
Bitch turn your head and keep your eyes
Where they supposed to be
Supposedly I was seen with something lean, huh
Brown skin
I keep it bouncin′
I say loungin′
On the side with red wine
I know that shit on my floor ain′t swine

Now back it up
Stack it up
And hit me one more time
It might be your phone call
But check it, it′s my dime
And I know she′s fine
But get off my line
Or I′ll break that spine
And then maybe your face
You all up in my space
Like with Puffy and Mase
But that′s just not the case
′Cause I′m settin′ the pace
While you followin′ and swallowin′
Savorin′ the flavor
In your audio for now
Quick suckin′ my style
I′ll be the man
With the large amounts of savoir-faire

CHORUS
Rock on
To the break of dawn
Just freak it
Ah yeah baby
Rock on
To the break of dawn
Just freak it
Ah yeah baby

CHORUS II (X2)
Sadat X:
′Cause it′s the funky beat
′Cause it′s the funky beat
′Cause it′s the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat)

Sadat X:
I′ll leave a piece of my style
Flyin′ high up in the air
And you′ll say to yourself
Damn I′m glad I was there
This is as rare as me frickin′ share
You people stare
But behind closed doors
You will take it there

Casual:
Yeah I be the extraordinare
Judge from Bayfare
To Albee Square
Tell me where the party at
I′ll be there
Let her hit the coney at
Show her where to rock the pony at

I be the man
With the large amounts of sapphire fare
I′m about to cut loose
My dog so you all best beware
You can dance with flare
And get out of your chair
We be smarter than your average boo boo bear

CHORUS
Rock on
To the break of dawn
Just freak it
Ah yeah baby
Rock on
To the break of dawn
Just freak it
Ah yeah baby

CHORYS II (X4)
Sadat X:
′Cause it′s the funky beat
′Cause it′s the funky beat
′Cause it′s the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat)

@ Everlast

Текст песни:

Пропитанный воздух обидой,
Забытые войны, орбита,
Эта кровь на запястьях, забрать его
Двенадцать сфер и прощение в отравленных стрелах,
Господь танцует на одной ноге, я видел во сне,
Ангелы курят смех, и кто был смелым ослеп,
И кто оставил там след, придёт скорее к весне,
Темнота даже днём не увидит свет,
Высота — не полёт, там предела нет,
Им было больно, их пульс внутри комет,
Сырые голоса в просторах пьяных планет,
Тлеет обед мой, небыть тут ответом,
Кованный браслет приведёт сюда бурю,
Мёртвая галактика, так и травит путь,
Ветрами дует,
Приносит пользу во вред уму моему,
Пятый элемент, останется тут на век бредом,
При этом, я Легиону и его пленным предан.

Этот ветер срывает крест с треском здесь,
Мир потерял равновесие,
Сколько лет кто по-разному месит,
Не в ту степь,
Падали, как стебли отрезанные,
Микрофоны, копья, завязал тебе бойню,
Зря ты выпал из обоймы, тут местами огонь
Так прикрой меня,
Я наступаю на головы сломленных,
Легион имя Воина, орден из камня,
Времена канули кали, какова их цена?
Теперь сами стираем с лица,
Кто сверкает клыками, навека?
Распыляя их прах в небеса,
Теперь примут их плату за страх,
Высота так близка, в этот раз,
Зависай, как прикованный, лёгкая сталь,
Отсечён одним махом его, наделён силой духа,
И духом Святого, понимай с полуслова,
Читай эти знаки, в них золото всех легионов.

Миллионы МС полегли в этих рисовых чеках
Майк чек. Им было биться нечем,
С пустыми словами, против винчестеров и мачет,
Бой, но с начала молитва вечерняя:
Благодарю тебя Земля за заряд,
За моря, за змею и за Яд,
За бензиновое Зазеркалье,
За Солнце и крылья Икара.
В красных полотнах всё поле, кого колоть?
От радости битвы я в крови по локоть
Со мной «язык» — их пилот, имей ввиду
«Сука твоё звание?», — а он уже холодный
Дистрофики Вас величают солдатами?
Мой друг, Львиное чадо, а ну порадуй их!
Из трофеев в цене здесь нынче фаланги
И вытяжка из душ — Янтарный талант
Феникс, твой знак на моих латах
В теле, зелье знахарей
Молча я собираю мозаику
И мои хрусталики блестят от азарта.

В этой глуши от крови суши нет, отдушины лет.
Гуща бед, Сатана скушал свет
Отдавать дань колам, вряд ли сущий бред
Мне нужны новые уши на мой амулет.
Кругом вырытый ров, выженный кров,
Как кошмар из снов, свита ослов — сытый улов
В рясах,
Толпа сбитых голов, разных полов в мясо
Будет превращена часом для накрытых столов.
Почетный трон замыкает круг,
Овец на пол, волков на кол,
Для зайцев лук туг, и сила двух рук,
Любой побег плакал,
Поднятый супротив топор поведет прямо на плаху,
Нрав суров и прав тот, чья дыбом шерсть.
Нужно тоже рыбам есть, корм есть и он здесь,
Он весь высох, облез, делал вызов и лез,
Зачем человек из далеких не тронутых мест,
Это как есть, крест его, смертельный замес,
Потерянных голов не счесть, почти каждый — ферзь,
За спиной оружейный чехол выцвел, облез,
Но как и раньше удар смерть, а не порез.
Ведьмы шептали будто ковал топор бес,
Он же оберегал, давал напор, вес,
Забыт напрочь свет, повсюду мрак...
Мне нужны новые уши на мой амулет.

Саянаро, этим мерзким псам не суждено снять оковы,
Я видел их разрозненные кодлы,
Пустые исчадье иссыхающей плоти,
Остатки песка распаренной соли.
Мы ликовали и пили,
Когда от страха они, детей в жертву приносили,
Раскуренный в прах, плотно стою на ногах,
Вращая видения, опустошая коллапс,
Безмятежный хаос, первобытный страх,
Сперва идёт мясо, в первых рядах,
Как мелочно блаженство лобного места,
Суеты, проклятия, ты успеешь всё потратить,
Извержения грязной породы, народа, урода,
Тоски и печали, Вековое рабство,
Сферы концентрация, вырви их сердца,
Освободи этих скитальцев,
В радость безумцам, разрыв мозга,
Давление в 16 тонн, кто будет опознан?
Слепое бегство, дай дозу!
Шипы и слёзы, ещё по разу!
Разорванное когтями потомков наследие,
Не суждено вести летопись этой Империи,
Иссякшие в истерике, паралитики, педики,
Теракт населения, исполинов падение,
Затмением Солнца и Луны, дай знак к наступлению,
Есть Вера, Фарт, Время.
Мы пробудимся сквозь страх тишины,
Разрушим их схемы, сорвём с них погоны,
Лишим искупительной воды,
Безжалостный ход, крови поток, песня победе,
Руины и ветры, ядерной Мекки,
Станет истязанием основа Вавилонского трона,
Бесконечная месса, Скато, тотальное уничтожение,
Необратимо падение,
Высота, как вариант к искуплению,
Необратимо падение,
Высота, как вариант к искуплению.

@ Эйсик

Текст песни:

Hook: KEV NISH
I-I-I-I-I Party all day and all n-n-n-night,
And I just wanna play my whole li-li-life,
I Party, I-I-I-I-I Party, I-I-I-I-I Party

Verse 1: KEV NISH
Lets party baby, tell the dj get the party crazy
I′m fellin faded like a classic pair of Ben Davis
(All Night) Music′s bangin, (All Night) hella ladies
I′m navigating through them girls like a new Mercedes
(Later) My games′ in over drive, baby girl is so divine
Last shot it′s overtime, Patron and Henney is suicide
So sip it baby, do or dieeeee, its just you and i-i-i-i
like a pair of di-i-i-ce, we can let it ride

Hook: KEV NISH
I-I-I-I-I Party all day and all n-n-n-night,
And I just wanna play my whole li-li-life,
I Party, I-I-I-I-I Party, I-I-I-I-I Party

Verse 2: PROHGRESS
The club going insane, feelin that bass, pushing that 808
Mama what′s my name, ride this train, FM make ya shake that thang,
I wanna hear you scream, AMF burn ya lips like gasoline,
Feelin so good like I′m in my dreams, make ya see 3 like a sippin on lean
We back and ya know its US, too much now throw it up
Then I′m back up on it, sippin that tonic, baby fill my cup
And ya don′t stop, git it, git it
I say don′t stop, git it, git it
Party don′t sleep 7 days a week cuz that beat so bad that it got me trippin′

Bridge - DB TONIK
Just open your mind, ay ay ay
Just open your eyes, ay ay ay
Your so blind, ay ay ay
Just open your eyes
Just for a short while

Hook: KEV NISH
I-I-I-I-I Party all day and all n-n-n-night,
And I just wanna play my whole li-li-life,
I Party, I-I-I-I-I Party, I-I-I-I-I Party

Verse 3: IZ
Club lights spinnin′, locs on, hoes grinnin′
White tee′s nicely pressed, I just might be,
The right G that flow cool, IZ there′s no 2
Roll through, Fly Gang, sideways, crime pays
Creepin′ on yo stacks so homie don′t relax,
The straps in the jack′ cuz I came thru the back
Where ever i go, the shotgun still rolls
Cops come to the shows and yall know how it goes

Verse 4: J-SPLIF
Its a jungle in this building from the window to the wall (wall)
Turn the music up lets rock the party cuz its on (on)
My game is through the roof like j-j-Jordan in the zone
Fresh Prince of Hollywood, Ch-ch-ch-Chillin on my throne

Hook: KEV NISH
I-I-I-I-I Party all day and all n-n-n-night,
And I just wanna play my whole li-li-life,
I Party, I-I-I-I-I Party, I-I-I-I-I Party

Bridge - DB TONIK
Just open your mind, ay ay ay
Just open your eyes, ay ay ay
Your so blind, ay ay ay
Just open your eyes
Just for a short while

Hook: KEV NISH
I-I-I-I-I Party all day and all n-n-n-night,
And I just wanna play my whole li-li-life,
I Party, I-I-I-I-I Party, I-I-I-I-I Party

@ Far East Movement

Текст песни:

(Beat Novacane!)

[Chorus 2X: Fat Joe]
Lord forgive me temptation to kill
But I gotta give these crackheads the definition of real
Motherfucker die - don′t look in my eye
Take this wit′cha nigga, tell the devil I sent ya

[Fat Joe]
Yup! Death ain′t sweet man
But it′s a fact that one day ya breath gon′ cease
Some niggaz get cremated, others rest in peace
You can get shot tomorrow if you test these streets
Go against Crack - hehehe - that′s a problem
I′m a driveby, stabbin, napalm kinda problem
Choose one, the AK or revolver
I′ll leave your body leakin layin on the carpet
Yeah, this nigga don′t care
Have your head spinnin like that chick Linda Blair
I′m the Exorcist, niggaz don′t know when they exit is
But I keep a K that cause a mass exo-dus
You don′t want no problems, problems
Fuckin with these frauders {?}
I had the ambulance racin the street
Have your poor momma raisin the sheets, muh′fucker

[Chorus]

[Fat Joe]
Let me tell you ′bout myself, you can find me alone
On the streets of the Bronx, that′s the county I own
Well at least that′s the one I′m claimin
You know a muh′fucker that′s realer then name him
Damn near a decade done passed and we still on top
My nigga Pun died, niggaz thought the shit gon′ stop
I′m not concerned with the rumors and the small talk
Thought a nigga learned when he caught it and he walked off
Shoulda put the burn to a nigga so he′d slow down
Niggaz won′t be thinkin, that′s it rap, when it go down
In L.A. we got Bloods and Crips, in Chi-Town the Kings
Got other mob bosses kissin my ring
Don′t confuse me wit′cha favorite MC
Difference is this mans′ll kill him as a favor for me
Until then it′s just...

[Chorus]

[Fat Joe]
Yo - wake up in a cold sweat
5:15 in the mornin, hear my phone ring
It′s my nigga Ant speedin, slow down dog
You actin like the po-po chasin ya, be easy
He tellin me, "Crack where the fuck is you at?"
I′m at the hotel Radisson, hour ago
I did a show out in Patterson, took the bitch home
Nigga you know she was the baddest one, as was the Fattest one
This nigga Ant yell, "Crack what′s her name?"
Carmen, why you stallin, why the fuck you callin
He said, "Joe they tryin to set you up
Put you six feet deep tryin to wet you up
You know that nigga Pablo from... Ave
Now he push pounds of blow, niggaz swear he bad"
Yeah, Mr. Friendly, he′s pussy I bet′cha
Nah he sent his sister to the club to come get′cha

DAMN! Wake up ma
I′m sho′ gon′ miss ya purty face suckin my DICK bitch!

@ Fat Joe

Текст песни:

Get get your ass up (yeah)
And raise your glass up (yeah)
If you feeling alright (yeah)
Then we going all night (hey)
We worked we struggled
Our dues is paid
We ride through trouble
Go against the grain
These highs these lows, this life we chose
Some here some gone
But we still stand right here strong
My soldiers, my team
Our future our dreams
Don’t hate us, we kings
It’s our time to shine, na mean (ay)
It’s like back to back
Bicycles to bucket to the lac
In the club with the bucket in the back
Glass high clink clink, dap

CHORUS
So lift your glasses high
Up to the sky
Another round for me and my friends
It feels so good
We living the life
Cause all I need is me and my friends

I’m looking for a new friend
Would you be my new friend
Yeah we all need somebody
You could be my club buddy
I’m looking for a new friend
Would you be my new friend
Like the way I work my body
I could be your club buddy

So get your ass up (yeah
And raise your glass up (yeah)
If you felling alright (yeah)
Then we going all night (hey)
So get your ass up (yeah
And raise your glass up (yeah)
If you felling alright (yeah)
Then we going all night (hey)

I came up in here just to chill
And hang out with my friends
You called me over now I’m twisted
You go me thinking
That tonight I just might
Come and sit with you (oo)
Better yet ill get me crew
To come kick it with your crew
Because it’s ladies night
And we all looking tight
And you’re out with your boys
Let’s go and make some noise
Little game of five on five
I’m showing all my moves
You can make a new friend
But boy you got to choose

CHORUS
So lift your glasses high
Up to the sky
Another round for me and my friends
It feels so good
We living the life
Cause all I need is me and my friends

I’m looking for a new friend
Would you be my new friend
Yeah we all need somebody
You could be my club buddy
I’m looking for a new friend
Would you be my new friend
Like the way I work my body

I ain’t got no home to lay my head
So I’m up in the club or close to dead
On the other side is paradise so get fed
Through the love my friends’ll get fed
So lift your glasses high up to the sky
This is for my friends who’s time have passed by
So we’re lifting our voices up to the sky
Bringing home one love I got to get by
Grab hold the song or just roll and ride
So lift your glasses high up to the sky
So get your ass up (yeah)
And raise your glass up (yeah)
If you feeling alright (yeah)
Then we going all night (hey)
So get your ass up (yeah)
And raise your glass up (yeah)
If you feeling alright (yeah)
Then we going all night (hey)
So lift your glasses high
Up to the sky
Another round for me and my friends
It feels so good
We living the life
Cause all I need is me and my friends
yeah (4x)
hey
Yeah (3x)

@ Flipsyde

Текст песни:

Oh hot damn, this is my jam
Keep me partying till the a.m.
Y′all don′t understand
Make me throw my hands
In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer

Oh hot damn, this is my jam
Keep me partying till the a.m.
Y′all don′t understand
Make me throw my hands
In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer

Hey this my jam
Y′all don′t understand
I′ll make you understand
What′s pumpin′ in my CD player, player
Party all night like yayer, yayer
Shawty got her hands in the ayer, ayer
Make me want to take it dare

Then I go, here I go, here this my song
DJ bring it back, I′m in my zone
I keep payed for that cop and them bones
When they guap until the early mornin′

I need that coke when I′m up in the club
Even my Chevy that pull up on dubs
Give me that drop ya know bass like the drug
Ya momma hot if she might show me love
Oh hot damn
Celebrate to the A.M.
My love is so much it′s got me saying

Oh hot damn, this is my jam
Keep me partying till the a.m.
Y′all don′t understand
Make me throw my hands
In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer

Oh hot damn, this is my jam
Keep me partying till the a.m.
Y′all don′t understand
Make me throw my hands
In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer

Hey I just might start, the way
Like I′m in a ball game, do my thing
Hands up high, got money in the bank
I′m so fly, 7/40 7 flang
Rock it, don′t stop it

How I got my name
Baby keep poppin′, you might get the thing
Walk the red carpet, won′t see you the same
I give the startin′ now give it more mayne

Fly with me, fly with me
The rider representing gotta fly with me
Make me, throw it up, box
In the, in the club
Go ahead and pull it up
Gotta wonder how it does get buck

You′re showin′ off that stare, stare
I′m hood so it′s really unfair, fair
Look good, shorty gonna get bare, bare
We trip Mama City like the mayor, mayor

Oh hot damn, this is my jam
Keep me partying till the a.m.
Y′all don′t understand
Make me throw my hands
In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer
Throw my hands in the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer
Ayer, ay-ayer, ayer

Aye, now stop
Whoa, put your hands in the air
It′s a stick-up, stick-up, stick-up
A stick-up, touch the ceiling baby

(Throw my hands in the)
Put your hands up
(Throw my your hands in the)
Put your hands up
(Throw my hands in the)
Put your, put your hands in the
(Throw my hands in the ayer, ayer)

Put your hands up, to the sky, to the sky
Wave them, wave them round and round and side to side, side to side
It′s a party, shawty go on and touch the roof, touch the roof
And we got them bottles poppin′ at my booth

So throw your hands in the ayer
Touch the ceiling baby
Feel it, feel it baby
Throw your hands up

Oh hot damn, this is my jam
Keep me partying till the a.m.
Y′all don′t understand
Make me throw my hands
In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer

Ayer, ay-ayer, ayer
Throw them hands up

@ Flo Rida