Ovech Trick Posted September 12, 2012 Share Posted September 12, 2012 I'm strapped with weaponry 'Cause the government don't give a f**k about protecting me - Immortal Technique in the song Voice of the Voiceless Link to comment
SkeeterHansen Posted September 12, 2012 Share Posted September 12, 2012 Falling in Reverse - The Drug In Me Is You There's one part of the song that I absoloutely love: I got these questions always running through my head, So many things that I would like to understand, If we are born to die and we all die to live, Then what's the point of living life if it just contradicts? Link to comment
Sharpshooter Posted September 12, 2012 Share Posted September 12, 2012 Listen to the tales and romanticize, How we'd follow the path of the hero. Boast about the day when the rivers overrun. How we rise to the height of our halo. Listen to the tales as we all rationalize Our way into the arms of the savior, Feigning all the trials and the tribulations; None of us have actually been there. Not like you. Ignorant siblings in the congregation Gather around spewing sympathy, Spare me. None of them can even hold a candle up to you. Blinded by choice, these hypocrites won't see. But, enough about the collective Judas. Who could deny you were the one who Illuminated your little piece of the divine? And this little light of mine, a gift you passed on to me; I'm gonna let it shine to guide you safely on your way, Your way home ... Oh, what are they going to do when the lights go down Without you to guide them all to Zion? What are they going to do when the rivers overrun Other than tremble incessantly? High is the way, but all eyes are upon the ground. You were the light and the way they'll only read about. I only pray, Heaven knows when to lift you out. Ten thousand days in the fire is long enough; You're going home. You're the only one who can hold your head up high, Shake your fists at the gates saying: "I've come home now! Fetch me the spirit, the son, and the father. Tell them their pillar of faith has ascended. It's time now! My time now! Give me my, give me my wings!" You are the light and way that they will only read about. Set as I am in my ways and my arrogance, (With the) burden of proof tossed upon the believers. You were my witness, my eyes, my evidence, Judith Marie, unconditional one. Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescents. Difficult to see you in this light. Please forgive this bold suggestion, but Should you see your Maker's face tonight, Look Him in the eye, look Him in the eye, and tell Him: "I never lived a lie, never took a life, but surely saved one. Hallelujah, it's time for you to bring me home." Link to comment
Tigs Posted September 12, 2012 Share Posted September 12, 2012 Screaming on the inside I am frail and withered Cover up the wounds That I can't hide Walls that lie between us The saint within the sinner I have lost the nerve But it's all right Carry the wounded and shut your eyes All will be forgiven None will rise Bury the fallen and lead the blind I will fight the loss Dead inside Into the nothing Faded and weary I won't leave and let you fall behind Live for the dying Heaven hear me I know we can make it out alive Leave me at the bottom I am lost forever Letters from the dead Say goodbye Sorrow falls upon us This will be the last time Days begin to end But I'll get by Follow the hopeless And shut your eyes All will be abandoned None will shine Gather the broken and leave this life Lying in the earth Side by side Into the nothing Faded and weary I won't leave and let you fall behind Live for the dying Heaven hear me I know we can make it out alive I'll keep you inside Where I lead you cannot follow Straight into the light As my breath grows still and shallow Into the nothing Faded and weary I won't leave and let you fall behind Live for the dying Heaven hear me I know we can make it out alive Stay with me You're all I have left I know we can make it out alive Stay with me You're all I have left I know we can make it out alive Link to comment
nuckin_futz Posted September 12, 2012 Share Posted September 12, 2012 "No, his mind is not for rent To any god or government. Always hopeful, yet discontent, He knows changes aren't permanent, But change is. " Tom Sawyer - Rush Link to comment
BananaMash Posted September 13, 2012 Share Posted September 13, 2012 "Faaack, Faaack, Faaack," -Eminem. Prime example of studly lyricism. Link to comment
KoreanHockeyFan Posted September 13, 2012 Share Posted September 13, 2012 Professional Rap (Feat. Herbal T) - Wax and Dumbfoundead Ya'll remain in the box while we step out of it the crowd love it, we do too, we proud of it we don't half-ass nothin, we come hard every time every beat, every song, every bar, every line it's so hard to define, i don't know why ya'll try it can't be fathomed by the mind of a small fry but you can take a lesson in that sit back shut ya trap while professionals rap yo ain't nobody spittin tighter crowds are gettin hyper i've been rippin cyphers since ya'll was s***tin diapers you little tyke rykers with trainin' wheels on them ya'll dog paddle and we navy seals frog men in aqua fatigues you are not in the league you're a lesser breed follow the professor's lead smart people sittin ten at the desk but most of ya'll dummies are content with F's you little toddlers sheep flock followers deep c*** swallowers we pop thermometers heat drops the melancholic heat rocks ominous beat chops the butcher from the melodic meat shop where you can buy sound by the pound if you're clownin around, then sit the f*** down homeboy this ain't amateur night so keep ya hands off the mic if you can't handle it right Ya'll remain in the box while we step out of it the crowd love it, we do too, we proud of it we don't half-ass nothin, we come hard every time every beat, every song, every bar, every line it's so hard to define, i don't know why ya'll try it can't be fathomed by the mind of a small fry but you can take a lesson in that sit back shut ya trap while professionals rap yo you little f*** rappers will lose get gut battered and bruised blood splatters and oozes i love battlin fools for a decade i been doin this, been murderin the booth ya'll were nesting in the uterus, covered in mad goo you mumblin baboons, doin nothin but cover songs always playin it safe, like f***in with rubbers on we're raw dawg, ball raw, punches are comin strong mic feeding, i'm feeding lunch to these hungry palms you bust out copiers, of what's now popular couldn't see as if you're fingers clutched on binoculars zoom in from the audience; see how the pros do it fall in love with a rap, that you wanna propose to it on bended knee, wedding ring, death do us part put an X through you marks, so get left in the dark we're callin out names like you ordered at Starbucks you know the drill, the slogan's still "Go get ur bars up" Ya'll remain in the box while we step out of it the crowd love it, we do too, we proud of it we don't half-ass nothin, we come hard every time every beat, every song, every bar, every line it's so hard to define, i don't know why ya'll try it can't be fathomed by the mind of a small fry but you can take a lesson in that sit back shut ya trap while professionals rap Yo I've lived many years spent a lot of em doin this tryna keep it funky on some guano manure s*** never tried to copy cuz im not a computer chip did my own thing like entrepenuership so many rappers make me wanna vomit its ludicrous we keep it raw like sushi bar lobster and tuna fish a lot of producers motto is follow the music biz but we redefinin what music is autonomous, cats cant follow this trash can novices fat chance of toppin this dope like poppy thats grown in afghan provinces f*** all your wack plans and promises imma just, supplement the beat like creatine E chop it up like a guillotine Wax, Herbal T and DFD a team not to underestimate cant just talk it man you gotta demonstrate Ya'll remain in the box while we step out of it the crowd love it, we do too, we proud of it we don't half-ass nothin, we come hard every time every beat, every song, every bar, every line it's so hard to define, i don't know why ya'll try it can't be fathomed by the mind of a small fry but you can take a lesson in that sit back shut ya trap while professionals rap Link to comment
Strawberries Posted September 13, 2012 Share Posted September 13, 2012 Anything from justin bieber Link to comment
Sharpshooter Posted September 13, 2012 Share Posted September 13, 2012 Professional Rap (Feat. Herbal T) - Wax and Dumbfoundead Ya'll remain in the box while we step out of it the crowd love it, we do too, we proud of it we don't half-ass nothin, we come hard every time every beat, every song, every bar, every line it's so hard to define, i don't know why ya'll try it can't be fathomed by the mind of a small fry but you can take a lesson in that sit back shut ya trap while professionals rap yo ain't nobody spittin tighter crowds are gettin hyper i've been rippin cyphers since ya'll was s***tin diapers you little tyke rykers with trainin' wheels on them ya'll dog paddle and we navy seals frog men in aqua fatigues you are not in the league you're a lesser breed follow the professor's lead smart people sittin ten at the desk but most of ya'll dummies are content with F's you little toddlers sheep flock followers deep c*** swallowers we pop thermometers heat drops the melancholic heat rocks ominous beat chops the butcher from the melodic meat shop where you can buy sound by the pound if you're clownin around, then sit the f*** down homeboy this ain't amateur night so keep ya hands off the mic if you can't handle it right Ya'll remain in the box while we step out of it the crowd love it, we do too, we proud of it we don't half-ass nothin, we come hard every time every beat, every song, every bar, every line it's so hard to define, i don't know why ya'll try it can't be fathomed by the mind of a small fry but you can take a lesson in that sit back shut ya trap while professionals rap yo you little f*** rappers will lose get gut battered and bruised blood splatters and oozes i love battlin fools for a decade i been doin this, been murderin the booth ya'll were nesting in the uterus, covered in mad goo you mumblin baboons, doin nothin but cover songs always playin it safe, like f***in with rubbers on we're raw dawg, ball raw, punches are comin strong mic feeding, i'm feeding lunch to these hungry palms you bust out copiers, of what's now popular couldn't see as if you're fingers clutched on binoculars zoom in from the audience; see how the pros do it fall in love with a rap, that you wanna propose to it on bended knee, wedding ring, death do us part put an X through you marks, so get left in the dark we're callin out names like you ordered at Starbucks you know the drill, the slogan's still "Go get ur bars up" Ya'll remain in the box while we step out of it the crowd love it, we do too, we proud of it we don't half-ass nothin, we come hard every time every beat, every song, every bar, every line it's so hard to define, i don't know why ya'll try it can't be fathomed by the mind of a small fry but you can take a lesson in that sit back shut ya trap while professionals rap Yo I've lived many years spent a lot of em doin this tryna keep it funky on some guano manure s*** never tried to copy cuz im not a computer chip did my own thing like entrepenuership so many rappers make me wanna vomit its ludicrous we keep it raw like sushi bar lobster and tuna fish a lot of producers motto is follow the music biz but we redefinin what music is autonomous, cats cant follow this trash can novices fat chance of toppin this dope like poppy thats grown in afghan provinces f*** all your wack plans and promises imma just, supplement the beat like creatine E chop it up like a guillotine Wax, Herbal T and DFD a team not to underestimate cant just talk it man you gotta demonstrate Ya'll remain in the box while we step out of it the crowd love it, we do too, we proud of it we don't half-ass nothin, we come hard every time every beat, every song, every bar, every line it's so hard to define, i don't know why ya'll try it can't be fathomed by the mind of a small fry but you can take a lesson in that sit back shut ya trap while professionals rap Link to comment
:D Posted September 13, 2012 Share Posted September 13, 2012 Rise up this mornin', Smiled with the risin' sun, Three little birds Pitch by my doorstep Singin' sweet songs Of melodies pure and true, Sayin', "This is my message to you-ou-ou:" Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing, 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right." Link to comment
Teen Icarus Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 Love is like oxygen You get too much you get too high Not enough and you're gonna die Love gets you high. . . Time on my side I got it all I've heard that pride Always comes before a fall There's a rumour goin' round the town That you don't want me around I can't shake off my city blues Every way I turn I lose Love is like oxygen . . . Love is like oxygen You get too much you get too high Not enough and you're gonna die Love gets you high. . . . . . Time is no healer If you're not there Lonely fever Sad words in the air Some things are better left unsaid I'm gonna spend my days in bed I'll walk the streets at night To be hidden by the city lights City lights Love is like oxygen You get too much you get too high Not enough and you're gonna die Love gets you high. . . Link to comment
Sharpshooter Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 Love is like oxygen You get too much you get too high Not enough and you're gonna die Love gets you high. . . Time on my side I got it all I've heard that pride Always comes before a fall There's a rumour goin' round the town That you don't want me around I can't shake off my city blues Every way I turn I lose Love is like oxygen . . . Love is like oxygen You get too much you get too high Not enough and you're gonna die Love gets you high. . . . . . Time is no healer If you're not there Lonely fever Sad words in the air Some things are better left unsaid I'm gonna spend my days in bed I'll walk the streets at night To be hidden by the city lights City lights Love is like oxygen You get too much you get too high Not enough and you're gonna die Love gets you high. . . Link to comment
GLASSJAW Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 Well, all's not well but I'm told that it'll all be quite nice You'll be drowned in boots like mafia But your feet will still float like Christ's Well, I'll be damned, they were right I'm drownin' upside down, my feet afloat like Christ's I'm in heaven, tryin' to figure out which stack They're gonna stuff us atheists into When Peter and his monkey laugh And I laugh with them, I'm not sure what at They point and say, we'll keep you in the back Polishing halos, baking manna and gas Well, some guy comes in lookin' a bit like everyone I ever seen He moves just like Crisco, disco, breath 100% Listerine He says lookin' at somethin' else, but directin' everythin' to me "Any time anyone gets on their knees to pray Well, it makes my telephone ring," and I'll be damned He said "you were right, no one's running this whole thing" He had a theory too. He said that "God takes care of himself God takes care of himself and you of you" Link to comment
nuckin_futz Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 Red Sector A - RUSH Geddy Lee explained the genesis of the song in an interview: The seeds for the song were planted nearly 65 years ago in April 1945 when British soldiers liberated the Nazi concentration camp Bergen-Belsen. Lee’s mother, Manya (now Mary) Rubenstein, was among the survivors. (His father, Morris Weinrib, was liberated from the Dachau concentration camp few weeks later.) “I once asked my mother her first thoughts upon being liberated,” Lee says during a phone conversation. “She didn’t believe [liberation] was possible. She didn’t believe that if there was a society outside the camp how they could allow this to exist, so she believed society was done in." ************************************************************* All that we can do is just survive All that we can do to help ourselves is stay alive... Ragged lines of ragged grey Skeletons, they shuffle away Shouting guards and smoking guns Will cut down the unlucky ones I clutch the wire fence until my fingers bleed A wound that will not heal -- a heart that cannot feel -- Hoping that the horror will recede Hoping that tomorrow, we'll all be freed Sickness to insanity Prayer to profanity Days and weeks and months go by Don't feel the hunger -- too weak to cry I hear the sound of gunfire at the prison gate Are the liberators here -- do I hope or do I fear? For my father and my brother, it's too late But I must help my mother stand up straight... Are we the last ones left alive? Are we the only human beings to survive?... Link to comment
The Wizard of AZ Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 "Banana banana banana banana terracotta banana terrecotta terracotta pie! Banana banana banana banana terracotta banana terrecotta terracotta pie! Do we all learn defeat from the whores with bad feet Beat the meat (beat the meat), Treat the feet (treat the feet) To the sweet, milky seat" Link to comment
:D Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 I seem to post this one every few months, but one of my all-time favourites. Queen - '39 In the year of thirty-nine Assembled here the volunteers In the days when lands were few Here the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn Sweetest sight ever seen And the night followed day And the story tellers say That the score brave souls inside For many a lonely day Sailed across the milky seas Ne'er looked back never feared never cried Don't you hear my call Though you're many years away Don't you hear me calling you Write your letters in the sand For the day I'll take your hand In the land that our grandchildren knew In the year of thirty-nine Came a ship in from the blue The volunteers came home that day And they bring good news Of a world so newly born Though their hearts so heavily weigh For the earth is old and grey little darling we'll away But my love this cannot be Oh so many years have gone Though i'm older but a year Your mother's eyes from your eyes cry to me Don't you hear my call Though you're many years away Don't you hear me calling you Write your letters in the sand For the day I'll take your hand In the land that our grand-children knew All your letters in the sand Cannot heal me like your hand For my life, still ahead, pity me. "'39" relates the tale of a group of space explorers who embark on what is, from their perspective, a year-long voyage. Upon their return, however, they realise that a hundred years have passed, because of the time dilationeffect in Einstein's Theory of Special Relativity, and the loved ones they left behind are now all dead. Link to comment
Ralph. Posted September 15, 2012 Share Posted September 15, 2012 The lack of Axl Rose lyrics in this thread is disturbing (two lines containing the song title in the chorus of the overrated "November Rain" don't count.) Coma, by Guns N' Roses: Hey, you caught me in a coma And I don't think I wanna Ever come back to this world again Kinda like it in a coma' Cause no one's ever gonna Oh, make me come back to this world again Now I feel as if I'm floating away I can't feel all the pressure, and I like it this way But my body's callin', my body's callin' Won't ya come back to this world again? Suspended deep in a sea of black I've got the light at the end I've got the bones on the mast Well, I've gone sailin', I've gone sailin' I could leave so easily While friends are callin' back to me I said they're, they're leavin' it all up to me When all I needed was clarity And someone to tell me What the f*** is going on, goddamn it! Slippin' farther an' farther away It's a miracle, how long we can stay In a world our minds created In a world that's full of s*** Help me, help me Help me, help me b****** Please understand me I'm climbin' through the wreckage Of all my twisted dreams But this cheap investigationJ ust can't stifle all my screams And I'm waitin' at the crossroads, waiting for you Waiting for you, where are you? No one's gonna bother me anymore No one's gonna mess with my head no more I can't understand what all the fightin's for But it's so nice here, down off the shore I wish you could see this,'Cause there's nothing to see It's peaceful here, and it's fine with me Not like the world where I used to live I never really wanted to live Live your life like it's a coma Won't you tell me why we'd wanna? With all the reasons you give it's It's kinda hard to believe But who am I to tell you, that I've seen Any reason why you should stay? Maybe we'd be better off without you, anyway! You got a one way ticket on your last chance ride Got a one way ticket to your suicide Gotta one way ticket, and there's no way out alive An all this crass communication That has left you in the cold Isn't much for consolation When you feel so weak and old But is home is where the heart is Then there's stories to be told No, you don't need a doctor No one else can heal your soul Got your mind in submission, got your life on the line But nobody pulled the trigger, they just stepped aside They be down by the water While you watch 'em waving goodbye They be callin' in the morning They be hangin' on the phone They be waiting for an answer When you know nobody's home When the bell's stopped ringing It was nobody's fault, but your own There were always ample warnings There were always subtle signs And you would have seen it comin' But we gave you too much time When you said that no one's listening Why'd your best friend drop a dime Sometimes we get so tired of waiting For a way to spend our time And it's so easy to be social It's so easy to be cool Yeah, it's easy to be hungry When you ain't got s*** to lose And I wish that I could help you With what you hope to find But I'm still out here waiting Watching reruns of my life When you reach the point of breaking Know it's gonna take some time To heal the broken memories That another man would need just to survive Link to comment
Standing_Tall#37 Posted September 15, 2012 Share Posted September 15, 2012 People say I'm no good and crazy as a loon Cause I get stoned in the mornin' and get drunk in the afternoon Kinda like my ol' blue tick hound I like to lay around in the shade And I ain't got no money but I've damn sure got it made (chorus) And I ain't askin' nobody for nothing if I can't get it on my own If you don't like the way I'm livin' you just leave this long haired country boy alone Preacher man talkin' on TV puttin' down the rock and roll He wants me to send a donation cause he's worried about my soul He said "Jesus walked on the water" and I know that it's true But sometimes I think that preacher man might do a little walkin' too (chorus) A poor girl wants to marry and the rich girl wants to flirt A rich man goes to college and the poor man goes to work A drunkard wants another drink of wine and the politician wants a vote I don't want much of nothing at all but I will take another toke (chorus) Link to comment
KoreanHockeyFan Posted September 15, 2012 Share Posted September 15, 2012 Sounds like some teeny-pop lyrics. Terrible. Link to comment
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