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 Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 7:01 pm
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T.I. Song Lyrics
24's
(From the album "TRAP MUZIK")
money, h***, cars and clothes, thats how all my niggaz roll
blowing dro on 24's,
thats how all my niggas roll
money, h***, cars and clothes, thats how all my niggaz roll
blowing dro on 24's,
thats how all my niggas roll
[T.I.]
in a drop top chevy with the roof wide open my partners looking at me to see if my eyes open cause I've been drankin, and
I've
been smokin and flying down 285 but I'm focused its a four fifty four SS, I raise Porches white leather seats,
as fresh
as air forces doing 'bout a hundred but the track still bumping number 8 on NWA straight out of Compton pull up at your
apartment sitting on 20 something and the dope boys, saying the kids running in the clicks start dealing and the broads start
choosing and the cars been parked but the rims keep moving
sign pictures by the hundred, to the youngins in the hood cause I
ain't Hollywood, I come from the hood I'm use to it, if your rear view shaking and your seats vibrating 24 inch jays got the
chevrolet shaking
[Chorus]
money, h***, cars and clothes, thats how all my niggaz roll
blowing dro on 24's,
thats how all my niggas roll
money, h***, cars and clothes, thats how all my niggaz roll
blowing dro on 24's,
thats how all my niggas roll
[T.I.]
I'll make a mill and I'm satisfied, I'll get the rest at the age of seventeen, entertaining the rides, I want the best I
refuse
to get a 9 to 5, I'm a flip my keys been paying my dues since 89, trying to get my cheese diamonds gleam when I'm on the
scene, they know its me aint no dream or no fantasy b*tch its T I P brought busting, like a baby do a blanket 5 karats on ******** pinkie, half of hennessy and belevedere what we dranking, pimps send for broads what the hell you niggas
thinkin, yall niggas spend a weekend in the islands in the fall, 24 inch rim shining when I'm riding cause I'm ballin I'm
calling out shots like a pool shark my tools spark, when I fool yall, yall fools hard in the wrong place and the wrong time,
got a strong mind to grab my dro nine, and shoot at your a** for a long time but I'm a get that a**, all dog, ******** around
with
the click get shot like a d**k with a stick, cause yall lost cause I'm a ball at all costs, spit game at a dame, look
around at this thang till she falls off
[Chorus]
money, hoes, cars and clothes, thats how all my niggaz roll
blowing dro on 24's,
thats how all my niggas roll
money, hoes, cars and clothes, thats how all my niggaz roll
blowing dro on 24's,
thats how all my niggas roll
[T.I.]
I'm not bouncing little shorty, I'm relaxing right now I probably still be trappin if I wasnt rapping right now bragging
about pistols at the house, guess whos strapped right now keep a talking I'm a lay you on your back right now wanta act
right now,get smacked right now, I'm a bankhead ******** I dont know to back down, clown down talking to your friends,
talking about
what you making I'm 21 in 10 deep, that s**t to me ain't nothing , getting played by the niggas getting head, for the
change,
my lead wanta spray and your dead with decay, they ain't ready for the raidpay heavy for the yay, tell my class to kiss my
a**, I make a 11 everyday
[Chorus]
money, hoes, cars and clothes, thats how all my niggaz roll
blowing dro on 24's,
thats how all my niggas roll
money, hoes, cars and clothes, thats how all my niggaz roll
blowing dro on 24's,
thats how all my niggas roll
[Repeats till fades]
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 7:04 pm
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[Chorus:]
(Ay, who i be?)
Rubber band man
Wild as the Taliban
9 in my right
45 in my other hand.
(who i'm is?)
Call me trouble man
always in trouble man
worth a couple hundred grand
chevys, all colors man
[Verse 1:]
Rubber band man
like a one man band
treat these niggas like the Apollo
and i'm the sandman.
Tote a hundred grand
Canon in the waistband
Looking fo a sweet lick?
Well this is the wrong place man.
Seven time felon, what i care about a case man?
I'm campaigning to bury the hate,
so say ya grace man.
Ay, I don't talk behind a ***** back
I say it in his face.
I'm a thoroughbred *****.
I don't fake and i don't hate.
Check my resume *****.
My record's impeccable
Anywhere in the A *****
how TIP is highly respectable.
And the MIA *****
I'm tryna keep it professional
Cause all this tongue rastling.
finna have me snappin, i'm tellin you.
From the bottom of tha Duval,
Cakalacky to New York
and everybody showin me love
that's one to you all.
Yeah, to all my Florida niggas, my Cakalacky niggas
my LA niggas
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 2:]
Call me trouble man
Stayed in some trouble man
Some niggas still hatin on shawty
so they some suckas man.
Got a couple fans
that love to do nothing other than
lick, suck, show no respect
but still i love em man.
Dig it, lil pimpin got the mind and the muscle
Stay down on his grind
Put the crown on the hustle
Ay, I could show ya how to juggle anything
and make it double.
Weed, blow, real estate, liquor sto
wit no trouble.
Young cats is playin today
Marvin Gaye of my time.
Tryna stay alive
Livin how i say in my rhymes.
My cousin used to tell me
take this s**t a day at a time.
and told me Friday, died Sunday
We a day in the ground.
I still smile cuz somehow
I know he seeing me now
and so i'm doing all my shows
just like he in the crowd.
Ay, tho ya lightas up for my cousin Toot,
Aaliyah, Left Eye and Jam Master Jay.
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 3:]
Grand Hustle man
Mo hustles than hustle man.
But why the rubber band?
It representin the struggle man.
My folk gon trap
until they come up wit another plan
Stack and crumble bread
to get theyself off they mama land.
Gangstas who been servin
since you was doing the runnin man.
Went down, did 10
back round and rich again.
That's why i'm young
wit the soul of a old man
I'm shell shocked, get shot
slow ya roll man.
Still ride around
with the glock on patrol man.
I ain't robbing,
I'm just lookin for that dro man.
For ma niggas slangin blow, pimpin hos
Rollin vogues, 24s.
Let these other niggas know.
[Chorus 2x]
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 7:41 pm
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hmm... I'll type out a rock song, so we can have some variaty:
System of a Down
Song: Vicinity of Obscenity (Everyone at schools talking about this song, even the Rap fans. And why not? It's a wierd song xp )
LAIR!!!!!
LAIR!!!!!
Banana banana banana terracoata banana terracoata terracoata pie.
Banana banana banana terracoata banana terracoata terracoata pie.
Is there a perfect way of holding your baby!? (Lair.)
Vicinity of obscenity in your eyes!
Terracoata terracoata terracoata pie!
Is there a perfect way of holding your baby!? (Lair.)
Vicinity of obscenity in your eyes!
Terracoata pie!
Hey!
Terracoata pie!
Hey!
Terracoata pie!
Hey!
Terracoata pie!
Banana banana banana banana terracoata banana terracoata terracoata pie!
Banana banana banana banana terracoata banana terracoata terracoata pie!
Do we all, learn defeat, from the Wh*res, with bad feet? Beat the meat, treat the feet, to the sweet, milky seat.
Banana banana banana terracoata banana terracoata terracoata pie.
Banana banana banana terracoata banana terracoata terracoata pie.
Is there a perfect way of holding your baby!? (Lair.)
Vicinity of obscenity is your eyes!
Terracoata pie!
Hey!
Terracoata pie!
Hey!
Terracoata pie!
Hey!
Terracoata pie!
Banana banana banana banana terracoata banana terracoata terracoata pie! (X2)
Do we all, learn defeat, from the wh*res, with bad feet? Beat the meat, treat the feet, to the sweet, milky seat.
LAIR!
LAIR!
LAIR!
LAIR!
Banana banana banana banana terracoata banana terracoata terracoata pie! (X4)
Man, I never wanna type the word "Banana" ever again!
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 7:59 pm
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I got time for one more. This song is perhaps my favorate Rock song.
System of a Down
Song: B.Y.O.B
WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR!?
Barbarisms by barbaras,
with pointed heels.
Victorious, victorious, kneel,
for brand new spankin' deals!
Marching forward, hypocritic, and hypnotic computers.
"You depend on our protention!"
Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth.
la la la la la la la la la la oooo!
(Chorus)
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancin' in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses dry mouth.
Breaking into Fort Knox, stealing our intentions!
Hangers sitting dripped in oil,
crying FREEDOM!
Handed to obsoletion.
Still you feed us lies from the table cloth.
la la la la la la la la la la oooo!
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancin' in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancin' in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Blast off! It's party time! And we don't live in a fascist nation!
Blast off! It's party time! And where the f*** are you!?
Where the f*** are you!?
Where the f*** are you!?
Why don't presidents fight the wars?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the wars?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
WHY THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR!?
Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses dry mouth.
Breaking into Fort Knox, stealing our intentions!
Hangers sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!
Handed to obsoletion.
Still you feed us lies from the table cloth.
la la la la la la la la la la oooo!
(Chorus X2)
Where the f*** are you!?
Where the f*** are you!?
Why don't presidents fight the wars!?
Why do they always send the poor!?
Why don't presidents fight the wars!?
Why do they always send the poor!? (X6)
Sorry it was so long.
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 6:39 pm
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Noone's posting here, I guess I'll post once more:
Disturbed
Song: Prayer
Another dream that will never come true
just to complement your sorrow.
Another life that I've taken from you,
a gift to add on to your pain and suffering.
Another truth that you'll never believe
has crippled you completly.
All the cries your beginning to hear,
traped in your mind and the sound is deafening.
Let me enlighten you.
This is the way I pray.
(Chorus) Living just isn't hard enough,
burn me alive inside.
Living my lifes not hard enough,
take everything away.
Another nightmare about to come true
will manifest tomorrow.
Another love that I've taken from you,
lost in time, on the edge of suffering.
Another taste of the evil I breed
will level you completly.
Bring to life everything that you fear,
live in the dark and the world is threatening.
Let me enlighten you.
This is the way I pray.
(Chorus)
Return to me, return to me, return to me, turn to me, leave me no one.
Turn to me, return to me, return to me, cast aside.
Return to me, return to me, return to me, turn to me, leave me no one.
Turn to me, return to me, return to me, you made me turn away.
(Alternate Chorus) Living just isn't hard enough,
burn me alive inside.
Living my lifes not hard enough,
they take everything from you.
(Chorus)
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 6:18 pm
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I Like To Move It
I like to move it, move it (3x)
Ya like to ("Move it")
I like to move it, move it (3x)
Ya like to ("Move it")
I like to move it, move it (3x)
Ya like to ("Move it")
I like to move it, move it (3x)
Ya like to ("Move it")
All girls all over the world,
original Mad Stuntman pon ya case man!
I love how all girls a move them body,
and when ya move ya body, and move it,
nice and sweet and sexy, alright!
Woman ya cute, and you don't need no make up,
original cute body you a mek man mud uh.
Woman ya cute, and you don't need no make up,
original cute body you a mek man mud uh.
Woman! Physically fit, physically fit,
physically, physically, physically fit
Woman! Physically fit, physically fit,
physically, physically, physically fit
Woman! Ya nice, sweet, fantastic
Big ship on de ocean that a big titanic
Woman! Ya nice, sweet, energetic
Big ship on de ocean that a big titanic
Woman! Ya nice, sweet, fantastic
Big ship on de ocean that a big titanic
Woman! Ya nice, sweet, energetic
Big ship on de ocean that a big titanic
I like to move it, move it (3x)
Ya like to ("Move it")
I like to move it, move it (3x)
Ya like to ("Move it")
Woman ya cute, and you don't need no make up,
original cute body you a mek man mud uh.
Woman ya cute, and you don't need no make up,
original cute body you a mek man mud uh.
Eye liner- Pon ya face a mek man mud uh
Nose powder- Pon ya face a mek man mud uh
Pluck ya eyebrows- Pon ya face a mek man mud uh
Gai ya lipswtick- Pon ya face a mek man mud uh
Woman ya nice broad face, and ya nice hip,
Make man flip and bust up the lip
Woman ya nice and energetic
Big ship pon de ocean that a big titanic
Woman ya nice broad face, and ya nice hip,
Make man flip and bust up the lip
Woman ya nice and energetic
Big ship pon de ocean that a big titanic
I like to move it, move it (3x)
Ya like to ("Move it") ,ect.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 8:31 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 12:37 pm
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Song: "In the End"
Artist: Linkin Park
It starts with one.
One thing, I don't know why,
It doesn't even matter how hard you try.
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme,
to explain in due time all I know. (All I know)
That time is a valuble thing.
Watch it fly by as the pendulem swings.
Watch it count down to the end of the day.
The clock ticks life away, It's so unreal. (It's so unreal)
Didn't look out below.
Watch the time go right out the window.
Trying to hold on, to didn't even know,
I wasted it all just to watch you go. (Watch you go)
I kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart.
What it meant to me will eventualy be a memory of a time...
(Chorus)
I tried so hard and got so far.
In the end, it doesn't even matter.
I had to fall to lose it all.
In the end, it doesn't even matter.
One thing, I don't know why,
It doesn't even matter how hard you try.
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme,
to remind myself how I tried so hard. (I tried so hard)
In spite of the way you were mocking me,
acting like I was part of your property.
Remembering all the times you fought with me,
I'm suprised it got so far. (Got so far)
Things aren't the way they were before,
you wouldn't even reconise me anymore.
Not that you knew me back then,
but it all comes back to me in the end. (In the end)
I kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart.
What it meant to me will eventualy be a memory of a time...
I tried so hard and got so far.
In the end, it doesn't even matter.
I had to fall to lose it all.
In the end, it doesn't even matter.
I've put my trust in you.
Pushed as far as I can go.
For all this, there's only one thing you should know.
I've put my trust in you.
Pushed as far as I can go.
For all this, there's only one thing you should know.
I tried so hard and got so far.
In the end, it doesn't even matter.
I had to fall to lose it all.
In the end, it doesn't even matter.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 3:48 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 4:07 pm
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clea222 Memories consume Like opening the wound I'm picking me apart again You all asume I'm safe here in my room [Unless I try to start again] I don't want to be the one The battles always choose 'Cause inside i realize That i'm the one confused I don't know what's worth fighting for or why i have to scream I don't know why I instagate And say what I don't mean I don't know how I got this way I know it's not alright So I'm Breaking the habit I'm breaking the habit Tonight Clutching my cure I tightly lock the door I try to catch my breath again I hurt much more Than anytime before I had no options left again I'll paint it on the walls 'Cause I'm the one at fault I'll never fight again 'Cause this is how it ends I don't know what's worth fighting for or why i have to scream But now I have some clarity To show you what I mean I don't know how I got this way I'll never be alright So I'm Breaking the habit I'm Breaking the habit Tonight
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 4:30 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 5:30 pm
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