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Post by saera on Sept 6, 2005 8:41:37 GMT -5
Well this thread is meant for lyrics so why not?
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Post by Random_Logic [William_Clinch] on Sept 6, 2005 9:23:35 GMT -5
errr, for the reasons I said in the other post (why do people alwayse only half read my posts )
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Post by Lexa on Oct 4, 2005 0:42:57 GMT -5
This is a cool song I heard on the radio so I looked up the lyrics...it's about fighting Martial Arts style, duelling, so I thought everyone might like it...enjoy.
Artist: Judas Priest Song Title: The Sentinel CD Title: Defenders Of The Faith
Along deserted avenues Steam begins to rise The figures primed and ready Prepared for quick surprise He's watching for a sign His life is on the line
Sworn to avenge Condemn to Hell Tempt not the blade All fear the Sentinel Dogs whine in the alleys Smoke is on the wind From deep inside its empty shell A cathedral bell begins Ringing out its toll A storm begins to grow
Sworn to avenge Condemn to Hell Tempt not the blade All fear the Sentinel
Amidst the upturned burned-out cars The challengers await And in their fists clutch iron bars With which to seal his fate Across his chest is scabbards rest The rows of throwing knives Whose razor points in challenged tests Have finished many lives
Now facing one another The stand-off eats at time Then all at once a silence falls As the bell ceases its chime Upon this sign the challengers With shrieks and cries rush forth The knives fly out like bullets Upon their deadly course Screams of pain and agony Rent the silent air Amidst the dying bodies Blood runs everywhere The figure stands expressionless Impassive and alone Unmoved by this victory And the seeds of death he's sown
Sworn to avenge Condemn to Hell Tempt not the blade All fear the Sentinel
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Post by hardkoreusmc on Dec 31, 2005 1:18:15 GMT -5
Hell Yeah Lex! Judas Priest kicks @$$! *throws horns*
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Post by Still Churchill on Jan 3, 2006 5:56:26 GMT -5
Kore, I can just imagine that song with a heavy metal beat
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Post by King of Dragons Raydark on Jan 6, 2006 7:13:13 GMT -5
This I put info realated to the topic. Some people might like to get a train to work Or drive in in a Beamer or a merc, Some guys like to travel in by bus, But I can't be bothered with the fuss today I'm going to take my bike, Coz once again the Tube's on strike. The greedy bastards want extra pay for sitting on their arse all day even though they earn 30K . So I'm standing here in the pouring rain, Where the fuck's my fucking train?
London Underground London Underground They're all lazy fucking useless *pauk-de lou-dte kalei*s London Underground London Underground They're all greedy *pauk-de lou-dte kalei*s I want to shoot them all with a rifle.
All they say is "Please mind the doors", and they learned that on the two day course, This job could be done by a four year old. They just leave us freezing in the cold. What you smell is what you get Burger King and piss and sweat You roast to death in the boiling heat, With tourists treading on your feet and chewing gum on every seat, so don't tell me to "Mind the gap" I want my fucking money back.
London Underground London Underground They're all lazy fucking useless *pauk-de lou-dte kalei*s London Underground London Underground They're all greedy *pauk-de lou-dte kalei*s I want to shoot them all with a rifle LaLaLaLa LaLaLaLa
The floors are sticky and the seats are damp, Every platform has a fucking tramp, But the drivers get the day off when we're all late for work again,
London Underground London Underground WaWa Wankers , They're all Wankers , London Underground London Underground
Take your Oystercard, and shove it up your arsehole.
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Post by Dachan-da on May 15, 2007 9:54:21 GMT -5
This aint all the lyrics, just my favourite, the band=TooL, the song= Eulogy [glow=red,2,300]Standing above the crowd, he had a voice that was strong and loud and I swallowed his facade cuz I'm so eager to identify with someone above the ground, someone who seemed to feel the same, someone prepared to lead the way, with someone who would die for me.
Will you? Will you now? Would you die for me? Don't you fucking lie.
You've claimed all this time that you would die for me. Why then are you so surprised when hear your own eulogy? He had a lot to say. He had a lot of nothing to say. Come down. Get off your fucking cross. We need the fucking space to nail the next fool martyr! [/glow]
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Post by hardkoreusmc on May 15, 2007 23:27:31 GMT -5
Submerged In Boiling Flesh by Cannibal Corpse
[Music and lyrics by Paul Mazurkiewicz]
Dangling above a vat of putrid muck A rancid stench of foul decay never encountered before Screaming in horror for I now remember my fate I will be submerged in boiling flesh This cauldron will soon take my life
Upside down my mind is warping Cannot break free From the shackles Bloodied chains cut circulation Losing reason Gag and vomit
Blisters are forming all over my body now Oozing with pus as they start to explode, fervent finality The fumes and the vapors have perforated my lungs Writhing and twitching from maddening pain Why must I die like this?
Insanity not far away Mental breakdown Scathing havoc Pray for death to come and get me Inner anguish Begins
Fear Received Relentless Malignancy
Near the end is what I'm sensing Must accept it Can't accept it Last attempt to stop this nightmare Cannot be done I will be dead
Gone Berserk While waiting My life will boil
To struggle is useless
[Solo: Rob Barrett]
Plunge Fatal Paradise Of the obscene
[Solo: Pat O'Brien]
Enter the tank It doesn't take long Epidermis dissolved All that's let are my bones It's a matter of seconds when defleshed in flesh My body now part of sick mire This chamber of liquefied humans that I have amassed is completed because I was The last in line
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Post by Shadowkid on May 22, 2007 23:11:30 GMT -5
Bonethugs, Capone-e.... and nate dogg because these particular lyrics are true, every word.
If I Could Teach The World Bone Thugs-N-Harmony lyrics
Why do I stay high [repeat 9X]
[Chorus: Bone Thugs (repeat 2X)]
f I could teach the world (whole wide world)
To be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world(whole wide world)
To be a thugsta just like me (like me)
[Krayzie]
How many mo days on this old earth can you see
It's a crime to me
So we should get ready for armageddon
Cause I know God should be ready to roll
And do away with all of the wicked shit like Mr. Police-man
And dog if you with it then pump ya fist in tha air
And pray for the politicians freely; get a amen?
The last days of the last days
[Bizzy]
Thats why I get high, that's why I get high
I'm holdin on to my soul
But nobody knows when it all unfolds
Then when I don't go
Remember the days cause all I got
I go on my own with bone
Bone bone muggin runnin through your door
Hoes speakin of the last day its on with the plastic trial
What do you know but I can't go wrong
When I kick it wit my song
I turn it up
Cause you love that thuggish ruggish bone bone bone
Crossroads what rules the world
Enough to make it where we almost lost those
Who meant so much why wasn't I chose?
But it will not stop BONE
Those shots don't drop BONE
Nooooooo no
If I could teach the world to be a thug like me
Everybody thuggin in heaven eternally
[Layzie]
Everyday the world goes round and round
I see it's a small world after all
Cause I can go met n agree with my fans
Smoke a little weed and have a little laugh at chall
But everynow and then I gets caught up in a playa hation
Lord what's wrong with the nation, erase em'
But if I could teach the world to be a thug just like me
You could live your lifestyle worry free
In the arms of the Lord eternally
No mystery, but check the essence of the story
The warrior wasteland warrior so true divine
It's mine, east 19-99
It's where ya find'in all of my kind, everytime
[Chorus]
[Krayzie]
(if I, if I)
We stand as united but fall if divided
My thugs are the tightest cause God is our guide
And they don't need to define us as killers and fighters
The Critics and Writers backstab when they typin' our stories
The war is to be a warrior and that's for sure
And as thugs we're more and more and more
[Wish]
I got, we got too much shit to give, got shit to give
Expensive but still and still it's all for the little kids
Come on ohhhh follow me (BONE), way to go, we know the way to go
Follow me follow me BONE
And that's why I stay high cause I got shit to deal with
The government and these playa-hataz out to kill Wish
Wanna hurt this but uhuh
I got two mo thug niggaz you just cant fuck with
Artillery you can come with
Nigga betta let it rest shit (shit)
To the little boys and girls all over the world
The shit that we say is from the streets not for you to go and do
Uh or to repeat, plaese if we can no more murder
How must I say this, if we can no more murder
[Chorus]
Why do I stay high [10X]
2.And Capone-e's Life of a Gangster
It's so rough you gotta stay tough (gotta stay tough in these streets) Keep your heads up
It's so rough you gotta stay tough (gotta keep your head up homeboys)Keep your heads up
It's so rough you gotta stay tough (it's to everbody out there) Keep your heads up
It's so rough you gotta stay tough (once again your homeboy Capone-E)
[Chorus:] If there is Life of a gangster (life of a gangster life of a gangster) Those who not here on the streets to between world peace (bald head peace blad head peace) If there is Life of a gangster (life of a gangster life of a gangster) Though with neighboorhood props making shots by the cops (so rough so rough)
[Verse 1:]
So rough so tough let me tell you something
Is there a heaven for a g thats what i been wondering
Broken lights drug abuse all kinds of crimes
Youngsters on the corner slangin them nickels and dimes
One times places us on arrest fill the rano being tough it's another drug bust
With the schools on the corner with the windows locked All the homies gettin popped closing off the block
ghetto birds on my sky Just to live and die
Politicians passing bills just to keep the city divided
Homicide gang junction in place Theres no turning back tattoos filling the face
Smiling now quiet leader its the attitude Crash units setting there marks to make there moves
Faces bruised with the knuckles bust Trippin off efita dust living life so rough
[Chorus:] If there is Life of a gangster (life of a gangster life of a gangster) Those who not here on the streets to between world peace (bald head peace blad head peace) If there is Life of a gangster (life of a gangster life of a gangster) Though with neighboorhood props making shots by the cops (so rough so rough)
[Verse 2:]
Well its brutality Everybody got more enemys the homies packing glock Everbody having felonys
Dirty money just to pay the rent Fuck the president never gave a neighboorhood a cent They got money for wars, but cant feed the poor
So we join a gang now we labeled hardcore
For to survive product of the system
Been out of jail and my cousin i miss him
It's that rough life so you got to earn your stripes Its do or die just to survive
All these homicide pee wees gettin caller and hurt Tryin to do right but the haters on every corner
Everybody representing drinking some bud Gettin drunk at the club
Gettin kicked out for acting up
Livin rough cant get no peace survival of these fittest of these man made streets
[Chorus:] If there is Life of a gangster (life of a gangster life of a gangster) Those who not here on the streets to between world peace (bald head peace blad head peace) If there is Life of a gangster (life of a gangster life of a gangster) Though with neighboorhood props making shots by the cops (so rough so rough)
[Verse 3:] Its so rough you gotta stay tough all my gangsters from my hood gotta keep your heads up Its so rough you gotta stay tough all single ladies with babies keep your heads up Its so rough you gotta stay tough all kids with the dads locked up keep your heads up Its so rough you gotta stay tough if you lost somebody to the streets keep your heads up
[Chorus:] If there is Life of a gangster (life of a gangster life of a gangster) Those who not here on the streets to between world peace (bald head peace blad head peace) If there is Life of a gangster (life of a gangster life of a gangster) Though with neighboorhood props making shots by the cops (so rough so rough)
Life of a gangster life of a gangster Bald head peace bald head peace Life of a gangster life of a gangster
3. Nate dogg
Back in the day I used to like bitches
but I realize nowadays bitches aint shit
And if you wonder why I say this
I've had a lot of women and bitches think they slick
sleeping around, fucking around, whenever I'm not around
acting all sophisticated, spending money that she didnt make
I get so mad that I could slap her, acting like she's cleopatra
don't need to ask, she's a slave to the money
thats why I
smoke sunday, monday, tuesday, wedsday, thursday, friday, saturday
don't let no girl, no bitch, no man, or fool get in my way
I keep my gun with me for peace, I keep it right by my side
I'm shadowkid and I kick it on this website
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Post by hardkoreusmc on Jun 28, 2007 9:41:53 GMT -5
Blacklist by "Exodus"
[Lyrics & music (G. Holt)]
It is no mystery What you get is what you see You betrayed my loyalty You've gone and done me wrong Now I do you harm My revenge is guaranteed You stabbed me in the back Spit right in my eye Dragging me into the fray Take you out, right you off, there's never enough Ways to throw you away
[Chorus:] You'd better start runnin' Cause you know that I'm comin' Cocked and loaded and I never miss I'm onto your game And I'm layin' the blame And I'm addin' your name to my blacklist You should've thought twice Cause your playin' with your life You must have some sort of death wish I haven't any doubt That your time has run out Cause I've added your name To my blacklist
You tried to beat me Thought you could defeat me But how you we ever wrong I rise to the occasion Character assassination To put you down where you belong You've got a lot to say When I'm so far away Now you've got a problem with me Take you out, write you off, when I've had enough Of your verbal debris
[Repeat Chorus]
[1st Solo G. Holt]
[2nd Solo R. Hunolt]
For all the shit you talk You've never walked the walk All you do is run and hide Slander me, slag me I'm not a man you should deride I've heard everything All your mudslinging You better run, as fast as you can Take you out, write you off, are you brave enough To stand and fight like a man
[Repeat Chorus]
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