TweetWTF??!!
TweetJust part of the song but you get the picture...
[Verse 1]
I'd like to get to know ya, so I can show ya
Put the ***** on ya, like I told ya
Gimme all your numbers so I can phone ya
Your girl acting stank than call me ova
Not on the bed, lay me on your sofa
Call before you come, I need to shave my chocha
You do or you don't or you will or you won't cha
Go downtown and eat it like a vulcha
See my hips and my tips don't cha
See my ass and my lips don't cha
Lost a few pounds in my whiffs for ya
This the kinda beat that go bha ta ta
Ra ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta
Sex me so good I say blah blah blah
Work it, I need a glass of wata
Boy oh boy its good to know ya
TweetWTF??!!
HE WHO MAKES A BEAST OF HIMSELF, GET'S RID OF THE PAIN OF BEING A MAN!!
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TweetNATES HAD A LITTLE TO MUCH TO DRINK
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TweetLack of reps points makes Nate go crazy....
TweetGive you reps!!! But try to match this!!! Let's see who's a true hip-hop fan!!!
When my mind start to clickin, and the strategy
is mastered the plot thickens, this be that Wu shit
I don't give a cotten-pickin FUCK
about a brother tryin to size a nigga up, I hold my own
Hard-hat protect your dome
Look at mama baby boy actin like he grown
No time for sleep, I gets deep as a baritone
Killa bee, that be holdin down his honeycomb, loungin son
Wu brother number one, protect your neck
Flying guillotines here they come, bloody bastards
Hard times and killer tactics, spittin words plus
semi-automatic slurs, peep the graphic
novel from the genie bottle, hit the clutch
shift the gear now, full throttle, time to bungee
To the next episode, I keeps it grungy
Hand on my nutsac, and spittin lung-ghies
At a wack nigga dat, don't understand the fact
When it come to RZA tra-cks I don't know how to act
Real rap from the Stat, killa hill projects
How to be exact, break it down
All and together now
Things are getting good looking better now
(Allow me to demonstrate the skill of Shaolin)
(Sha-shadowboxing, the special technique of shadowboxing)
(Shadowboxing)
TweetWu Tang Clan?
TweetToo easy, How bout this one:
I remember back den, most of them hoes couldn't stand me
But now them same hoes beggin me to pull down they panties
A couple of 'em said I was cute but I was just too chubby
Same size a year later the same hoes wanna f#$% me
Because they see me paid, pimpin pens, workin my jelly
And I ain't trippin cause my pockets stick out mo' than my belly
TweetMike Jones!!! Back then they didn't want, now I'm hot they all on me!!!Originally Posted by DIRTY_SOUTH
TweetClose. Gza's solo album titled Liquid Swordz song "Shadowboxin"Originally Posted by NATE
TweetThat's exactly what I thought.....Originally Posted by daved150
Ok, now for some really good lyrics...
I don't know why I think the best lyrics are all from old country songs or folk songs, specially by Bob Dylan....
When The Man Comes Around by Johnny Cash
And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder: One of the four beasts saying: "Come and see." And I saw. And behold, a white horse.
There's a man goin' 'round takin' names. An' he decides who to free and who to blame. Everybody won't be treated all the same. There'll be a golden ladder reaching down. When the man comes around.
The hairs on your arm will stand up. At the terror in each sip and in each sup. For you partake of that last offered cup, Or disappear into the potter's ground. When the man comes around.
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum. Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born an' some are dyin'. It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come.
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree. The virgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn tree. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
Till Armageddon, no Shalam, no Shalom. Then the father hen will call his chickens home. The wise men will bow down before the throne. And at his feet they'll cast their golden crown. When the man comes around.
Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still. Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still. Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still. Listen to the words long written down, When the man comes around.
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettle drum. Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born an' some are dyin'. It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come.
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree. The virgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn tree. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
In measured hundredweight and penny pound. When the man comes around.
And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts, And I looked and behold: a pale horse. And his name, that sat on him, was Death. And Hell followed with him.
It Ain't Me by Bob Dylan
Go 'way from my window,
Leave at your own chosen speed.
I'm not the one you want, babe,
I'm not the one you need.
You say you're lookin' for someone
Never weak but always strong,
To protect you an' defend you
Whether you are right or wrong,
Someone to open each and every door,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.
Go lightly from the ledge, babe,
Go lightly on the ground.
I'm not the one you want, babe,
I will only let you down.
You say you're lookin' for someone
Who will promise never to part,
Someone to close his eyes for you,
Someone to close his heart,
Someone who will die for you an' more,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.
Go melt back into the night, babe,
Everything inside is made of stone.
There's nothing in here moving
An' anyway I'm not alone.
You say you're looking for someone
Who'll pick you up each time you fall,
To gather flowers constantly
An' to come each time you call,
A lover for your life an' nothing more,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.
Touch Me by Willie Nelson
Touch me
Touch the hand of a girl
Who once owned all the world
Touch me
Touch the arms that once held
All the charms of the world's sweetest man
Touch me
Maybe someday you may need to know
How it feels when you lose
Touch me
You'll know how you'd feel with the blues
Watch me
Watch the eyes that have seen
All the heartache and pain in the land
And be thankful you're happy
Though standing so close
To the world's bluest girl
Don't forget me
Take a good look at someone
Who's lost everything she could lose
Touch me
You'll know how you'd feel with the blues
Watch me
Watch the eyes that have seen
All the heartache and pain in the land
And be thankful you're happy
Though standing so close
To the world's bluest girl
Don't forget me
Take a good look at someone
Who's lost everything she could lose
Touch me
You'll know how you'd feel with the blues
Tweetyou got to lick it
before we kick it
you got to get it soft and wet
so we can kick it
(repeat)
Boom-ba-da-da-da-da .…
Baby work it
I met a real cutie
He had a nice tight booty
He seemed to be the freaky lover type
Let's cut right through the chase
C'mon and get a taste
You've got to face it
So that I can get hype
Boom-ba-da-da-da-da .…
Baby work it, baby work it
before you can stick and move
you got to grin in the groove
you know men are dogs
so go bark up somebody elses tree
here boy come come come and get it
c'mon and show your able
and go below my navel
dont be a tease
just give me what i like
I'm full of freakiness
So give my cat a kiss
And make me purr
So we can do this right
Ya gotta lick it before we kick it ....
Boom-ba-da-da-da-da .…
Baby work it, baby work it
Baby work it, baby work it ....
Tweet Oooohhh, I feel so old and cheesy now.......
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