Singalong part 2.

Bratwa · **Joined:** 12:15, 22-05-2003 **Posts:** 1655

nem nagyon találom az előzőt...
így lehet ide irogatni a lyricseket

kezdésként: Jaheim - Put that Woman First (Calibre remix)

Yeah...Oooh...Yeah...Oooh...

If they gleam in the sun
while they spin and they fit on my truck then
And if it came in the sack
No stems no seeds in the bag girl

And if they drip from my wrist and they look like they shine like new then
If it wasn't for the 9 to 5
Double-up overtime then
If it wasn't for the Sunday all star
weekend games girl
And if it wasn't for the dough
Gettin fifty g's a show girl ya know that

But silly me, silly me
Ohhh
Tell me how could I ever forget to be your lover

Now I realize that you need love too
Spend my life makin' up to you
Oh, girl
Oh, I forgot to be your lover

Yeah...Oooh...Yeah...Oooh...

If it wasn't for the make up on my shirt
Still I'd be chasin' skirts then
And if it wasn't for that fight last night
You smashin out my headlights then

If it wasn't for parole
Steady duckin' my P O girl you know
And if they drip from my wrist and they look like they shine like new then

If it wasn't for the Sunday all star
weekend games girl
And if it wasn't for the dough
Gettin fifty g's a show girl ya know that

But silly me, silly me, babe
Ohhh
Tell me how could I ever forget to be your lover

Now I realize that you need love too
Spend my life makin' up to you
Oh, girl
Oh, I forgot to be your lover

Yeah...Oooh...Yeah...Oooh...

futureform · **Joined:** 12:16, 22-05-2003 **Posts:** 2311

valdi · **Posted:** 12:36, 14-08-2003

eloszedtem a music box valogatast es hat:

Scorpio feat. Leonie: Breakbeat Era

Underneath the moon, the tumult forces me to action
’cause I don’t care what car they drive, my ministry’s the men who need to play
Underneath the moon, the tumult forces me to action, so much dross
Try me one more time, before it’s really gone forever

’cause life was talking thru’ you mister,
I’m just listening to your system,
One and one ennui makes nothing,
You and you and me makes something.

Life was talking thru’ you mister,
Words to hit you like a piston,
One and one ennui make nothing,
You and you and me makes something.

Struggling with realization
I was hoping you would do it for me,
Someone backed me in a corner,
Grimed me with some slimy stories.

Life was talking thru’ you mister,
Words to hit you like a piston,
One and one ennui make nothing,
You and you and me make something.

(hey this new girl right right now)

Underneath the moon,
The tumult forces me to action,
’cause I don’t care what car they drive,
My ministry’s the men who need to play.
Underneath the moon,
The tumult forces me to action,
’cause I don’t care what car they drive,
My ministry’s the men who need to play.

Life was talking thru’ you mister,
I’m just listening to your system,
One and one ennui make nothing,
You and you and me makes something.

Life was talking thru’ you mister,
Words to hit you like a piston
One and one ennui make nothing,
You and you and me makes something.

Struggling with realisation
I was hoping you would do it for me,
Someone backed me in a corner,
Grimed me with some slimy stories.

Life was talking thru’ you mister,
I’m just listening to your system,
One and one ennui make nothing,
You and you and me makes something.

Life was talking thru’ you mister,
I’m just listening to your system,
One and one ennui make nothing,
You and you and me makes something.

Life was talking thru’ you mister,
Words to hit you like a piston,
One and one ennui makes nothing,
You and you and me makes something.

(hey this new girl right right now)

itt a tobbi is
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/breakbeat-era/

dzsidzsi · **Joined:** 12:23, 22-05-2003 **Posts:** 2973

Artist : Sean Paul
Song : Get Busy
Album : Dutty Rock

*Intro*

Shake that thing Miss Kana Kana
Shake that thing Miss Annabella
Shake that thing ya Donna Donna
Jodi and Rebecca

*Verse*

Woman Get busy, Just shake that booty non-stop
When the beat drops
Just keep swinging it
Get jiggy
Get crunked up
Percolate anything you want to call it
Oscillate you hip and don’t take pity
Me want fi see you get live ‘pon the riddim when me ride
And me lyrics a provide electricity
Gal nobody can tell you nuttin’
Can you done know your destiny

*Chorus*

Yo sexy ladies want par with us
In a the car with us
Them nah war with us
In a the club them want flex with us
To get next to us
Them cah vex with us
From the day me born jah ignite me flame gal a call me name and its me fame
Its all good girl turn me on
‘Til a early morn’
Let’s get it on
Let’s get it on ‘til a early morn'
Girl it’s all good just turn me on

*Verse*

Woman don’t sweat it, don’t get agitate just gwaan rotate
Can anything you want you know you must get it
From you name a mentuin
Don’t ease the tension just run the program gals wan pet it
Just have a good time
Gal free up on ya mind caw nobody can dis you man won‘t let it can
You a the number one gal
Wave you hand
Make them see you wedding band

*Chorus*

Yo sexy ladies want par with us
In a the car with us
Them nah war with us
In a the club them want flex with us
To get next to us
Them cah vex with us
From the day me born jah ignite me flame gal a call me name and its me fame
Its all good girl turn me on
‘Til a early morn’
Let’s get it on
Let’s get it on ‘til a early morn'
Girl it’s all good just turn me on

*Verse*

Woman Get busy , Just shake that booty non-stop
When the beat drops
Just keep swinging it
Get jiggy
Get crunked up
Percolate anything you want to call it
Oscillate you hip and don’t take pity
Me want fi see you get live ‘pon the riddim when me ride
And me lyrics a provide electricity
Gal nobody can tell you nuttin’
Can you done know your destiny

*Chorus*

Yo sexy ladies want par with us
In a the car with us
Them nah war with us
In a the club them want flex with us
To get next to us
Them cah vex with us
From the day me born jah ignite me flame gal a call me name and its me fame
It’s all good girl turn me on
‘til a early morn’
let’s get it on
let’s get it on ‘til a early morning
girl…it’s all good just turn me on

*Verse*

Yo, Shake that thing
Miss Kana Kana shake that thing
Yo, Annabella shake that thing
Miss Donna Donna
Yo Miss Jodi yu’r di one and Rebecca shake that thing

Yo shake that thing
Yo Joanna shake that thing
Yo Annabella shake that thing
Miss Kana Kana

*Chorus (2x)*

Yo sexy ladies want par with us
In a the car with us
Them nah war with us
In a the club them want flex with us
To get next to us
Them cah vex with us
From the day me born jah ignite me flame
gal a call me name and its me fame
Its all good girl turn me on
‘Til a early morn’
Let’s get it on
Let’s get it on ‘til a early morn'
Girl it’s all good just turn me on

Let’s get it on ‘til a early morn'
Girl it’s all good just turn me on....

snegiri · **Posted:** 15:39, 18-08-2003

Koszonjuk, kitty!!!! :ass:

nekem az a kerdesem h Dr. Shade-rol a WHY? szoveget tudja vki teljesen? annyit kerestem es semmit nem talaltam... :cry:

oxi · **Joined:** 12:26, 22-05-2003 **Posts:** 1043

Dark Globe - Break My World

I'm in the eye of the hurricane,
i hear your cries and i feel no pain,
I'll wash away the hurt and broken chains,
After all these years, your heart's so cold to me

*chorus*
Give me all the things, that you don't need,
Fll me up with the air you breathe,
If Iever see the day, that you don't need me
Use me up, cut me dry,
Shut my mouth, say goodbye,
I'll let go, of what I know
Break my world, break my world.

I see the side of an emtpy world,
your heart is heavy and it's lonely too,
I'd give you more then I'm over you
After all these years, your hearts so cold to me.

*chorus*
Break my world, break.

Break my world.

Use me up, cut me dry,
Shut my mouth, say goodbye,
I'll let go, of what I know
Break my world, break my world.
Break my world, break my world.

valdi · **Posted:** 10:54, 04-11-2004

http://tarzan.spoox.org/forum/viewforum ... 6872afffb1

reza · **Posted:** 11:02, 04-11-2004

Moving Fusion - Turbulence

Your flight is being controlled. I don't know how it's being done but we're trying to find out. You've got to help us out here. Can you give me anything to work with. Think, any kind of clue at all.

Psure · **Posted:** 12:14, 04-11-2004

oxi wrote:

Dark Globe - Break My World

farewell · **Joined:** 22:00, 10-09-2003 **Posts:** 1939

Psure wrote:

oxi wrote:

Dark Globe - Break My World

csakis a radio edit :wink:

|P| · **Posted:** 13:06, 04-11-2004

The Streets - Dry Your Eyes

In one single moment your whole life can turn 'round
I stand there for a minute starin' straight into the ground
Lookin' to the left slightly, then lookin' back down
World feels like it's caved in - proper sorry frown
Please let me show you where we could only just be, for us
I can change and I can grow or we could adjust
The wicked thing about us is we always have trust
We can even have an open relationship, if you must
I look at her she stares almost straight back at me
But her eyes glaze over like she's lookin' straight through me
Then her eyes must have closed for what seems an eternity
When they open up she's lookin' down at her feet

Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to walk away now
It's over

So then I move my hand up from down by my side
It's shakin', my life is crashin' before my eyes
Turn the palm of my hand up to face the skies
Touch the bottom of her chin and let out a sigh
'Cause I can't imagine my life without you and me
There's things I can't imagine doin', things I can't imagine seein'
It weren't supposed to be easy, surely
Please, please, I beg you please
She brings her hands up towards where my hands rested
She wraps her fingers round mine with the softness she's blessed with
She peels away my fingers, looks at me and then gestures
By pushin' my hand away to my chest, from hers

Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to walk away now
It's over

And I'm just standin' there, I can't say a word
'Cause everythin's just gone
I've got nothin'
Absolutely nothin'

Tryin' to pull her close out of bare desperation
Put my arms around her tryin' to change what she's sayin'
Pull my head level with hers so she might engage in
Look into her eyes to make her listen again
I'm not gonna fuckin', just fuckin' leave it all now
'Cause you said it'd be forever and that was your vow
And you're gonna let our things simply crash and fall down
You're well out of order now, this is well out of town
She pulls away, my arms are tightly clamped round her waist
Gently pushes me back and she looks at me straight
Turns around so she's now got her back to my face
Takes one step forward, looks back, and then walks away

Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to walk away now
It's over

I know in the past I've found it hard to say
Tellin' you things, but not tellin' straight
But the more I pull on your hand and say
The more you pull away

Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to walk away now.

-

GROOVE ARMADA - Superstylin

Enter in de dance, Plug it in on we begin
Crowd up in de center, they watch
Watch the way we drop it in a mix timing'
Rise and amplifyin' when we come in with de swing

Just following the back an naturally harmonizin'
Climb into position with synchronized things
Live from out the ghetto, We maximizing
Sound of the Groove Armada, We Superstylin'

We Superstylin'...
We Superstylin'...

Sometime...Can you feel de pressure does unwind
Sometime...
Sometime...through de day and through de night
Sometime...
Sometime...You can make our pressure does unwind
Sometime...
Sometime...Its for your spirit and your mind
Sometime... (chorus)

Does how we drop it (on de up on de line)
One time lyrics that must stick on your mind
Pop a bass line, I'll go (prop on prepay)
My MC super, I'll go double on de right

Go double on de right...

[Chorus]

From up the crater make the music play in time...

Baby just recline...

World wide...

-

Dead Prez : Hip-Hop

Uh, uh, uh, 1, 2, 1, 2
Uh, uh, 1, 2, 1, 2, uh, uh
All my dogs

Hook

It’s bigger than hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip
It’s bigger than hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hop

Uh, one thing ’bout music, when it hit you feel no pain
White folks say it controls your brain
I know better than that, that’s game and we ready for that
Two soldiers head of the pack, matter of fact who got the gat?
And where my army at?
Rather attack and not react
Back the beats, it don’t reflect on how many records get sold
On sex, drugs, and rock and roll, whether your project’s put on hold
In the real world, these just people with ideas
They just like me and you when the smoke and camera disappear
Again the real world (world), it’s bigger than all these fake ass records
When poor folks got the millions and my woman’s disrespected
If you check 1,2, my word of advice to you is just relax
Just do what you got to do, if that don’t work then kick the facts
If you a fighter, rider, ? bout’er? , flame ignitor, crowd exciter
Or you wanna just get high, then just say it
But then if you a liar-liar, pants on fire, wolf-cry agent with a wire
I’m gonna know it when I play it

Hook

Uh, who shot biggie smalls?
If we don’t get them, they gonna get us all
I’m down for runnin’ up on them crackers in they city hall
We ride for y’all, all my dogs stay real
Nigga don’t think these record deals gonna feed your seeds
And pay your bills because they not
Mc’s get a little bit of love and think they hot
Talkin’ bout how much money they got, all y’all records sound the same
I sick of that fake thug, r & b, rap scenario all day on the radio
Same scenes in the video, monotonous material, y’all don’t here me though
These record labels slang our tapes like dope
You can be next in line, and signed, and still be writing rhymes and broke
You would rather have a lexus, some justice, a dream or some substance?
A beamer, a necklace or freedom?
Still a nigga like me don’t playa’ hate, I just stay awake
This real hip hop, and it don’t stop until we get the po-po off the block
They call it....

Hook

Uh, dp’s got that crazy shit we keep it crunk up
John blaze’d and shit what

Repeat

Fake, fake, fake records

-

Audio Bullys
Snake

"I keep on tryin',
to make it up to you and i would be lying,
to play again with you so why just keep walkin',
not thinkin' it or through, or even talking, to people about you"

got this feeling in my head.... it wont go away no.... *beat*
got this feeling in my bed.... when i start the day no'

laca · **Posted:** 13:10, 04-11-2004

The Streets - The Irony Of It All - legjobb szoveg

Hello, Hello. My names Terry and I'm a law abider
There's nothing I like more than getting fired up on beer
And when the weekends here I to exercise my right to get paralytic and fight
Good bloke fairly
But I get well leery when geezers look at me funny
Bounce 'em round like bunnies
I'm likely to cause mischief
Good clean grief you must believe and I ain't no thief.
Law abiding and all, all legal.
And who cares about my liver when it feels good
Wwhat you need is some real manhood.
Rasher Rasher Barney and Kasha putting peoples backs up.
Public disorder, I'll give you public disorder.
I down eight pints and run all over the place
Spit in the face of an officer
See if that bothers you cause I never broke a law in my life
Someday I'm gonna settle down with a wife
Come on lads lets have another fight

Eh hello. My names Tim and I'm a criminal,
In the eyes of society I need to be in jail
For the choice of herbs I inhale.
This ain't no wholesale operation
Just a few eighths and some Playstations my's vocation
I pose a threat to the nation
And down the station the police hold no patience
Let's talk space and time
I like to get deep sometimes and think about Einstein
And Carl Jung And old Kung Fu movies I like to see
Pass the hydrator please
Yeah I'm floating on thin air.
Going to Amsterdam in the New Year - top gear there
Cause I taker pride in my hobby
Home made bongs using my engineering degree
Dear Leaders, please legalise weed for these reasons.

Like I was saying to him.
I told him: "Top with me and you won't leave."
So I smacked him in the head and downed another Carling
Bada Bada Bing for the lad's night.
Mad fight, his face's a sad sight.
Vodka and Snake Bite.
Going on like a right geez, he's a twat,
Shouldn't have looked at me like that.
Anyway I'm an upstanding citizen
If a war came along I'd be on the front line with em.
Can't stand crime either them hooligans on heroin.
Drugs and criminals those thugs on the penny coloured will be the downfall of society
I've got all the anger pent up inside of me.

You know I don't see why I should be the criminal
How can something with no recorded fatalities be illegal
And how many deaths are there per year from alcohol
I just completed Gran Tourismo on the hardest setting
We pose no threat on my settee
Ooh the pizza's here will someone let him in please
"We didn't order chicken, Not a problem we'll pick it out
I doubt they meant to mess us about
After all we're all adults not louts."
As I was saying, we're friendly peaceful people
We're not the ones out there causing trouble.
We just sit in this hazy bubble with our quarters
Discussing how beautiful Gail Porter is.
MTV, BBC 2, Channel 4 is on until six in the morning.
Then at six in the morning the sun dawns and it's my bedtime.

Causing trouble, your stinking rabble
Boys saying I'm the lad who's spoiling it
You're on drugs it really bugs me when people try and tell me I'm a thug
Just for getting drunk
I like getting drunk
Cause I'm an upstanding citizen
If a war came along I'd be on the front line with em.

Now Terry you're repeating yourself
But that's okay drunk people can't help that.
A chemical reaction inside your brain causes you to forget what you're saying.

What. I know exactly what I'm saying
I'm perfectly sane
You stinking student lameo
Go get a job and stop robbing us of our taxes.

Err, well actually according to research
Government funding for further education pales in insignificance
When compared to how much they spend on repairing
Leery drunk people at the weekend
In casualty wards all over the land.

Why you cheeky little swine come here
I'm gonna batter you. Come here.

erká · **Posted:** 15:27, 04-11-2004

lacahhh wrote:

The Streets - The Irony Of It All - legjobb szoveg

HÁT IGEN IGEN, ÉS AZ ELŐADÁSMÓD....

TOP

Migu · **Posted:** 17:45, 04-11-2004

Bratwa wrote:

nem nagyon találom az előzőt...
így lehet ide irogatni a lyricseket

Én megtaláltam

https://forum.old.drumandbass.hu/viewtopic.p ... sc&start=0

valdi · **Posted:** 17:46, 04-11-2004

de ez nem ugyanaz

Migu · **Posted:** 17:52, 04-11-2004

valdi wrote:

de ez nem ugyanaz

Ok.

Migu · **Posted:** 17:55, 04-11-2004

Találtam én is.

Artist: DJ Krush f/ Mos Def
Album: Milight
Song: Shinjiro

? got the sound, you know the vibe baby
And DJ Krush he get down, word up you know the vibe baby
Yeah, and ? get down, word up you know the vibe bay
But Mos Def keep the crown, representin Brooklyn, you know the vibe yo

From all borders, doorways and gates
Resurrection draws near, mankind awaits
When you're livin in this world you got to survive
Shaitan is lookin on alert, attackin from all sides
Witness before all eyes, the evidence of unseen
The power past the comprehension that controls all things
The battle fought by good and evil is a real contest
It is the outcome of the struggle that we play context
To all sets sections cruddy clicks crews and clans
Gilgreens to Badlands, jump up, to understand
I'm just a man, not the univeral architect
We tread the face of this heavenly place, and show respect
Tokyo, raise your hands, where you at?
Osaka, raise your hands, where you at?
?*Mos Def says something in Japanese I don't understand*?
DJ Krush Mos Def on the touch, we let it fly
I send my, salaam to my, entire squad
Meiso hard, wherever you are, stay on your job
Strugglin hard, to overcome the perils of life
We writin rhymes on enemy lines to shine light
Stay in meditation to keep the head right
Spreadin wings like heavenly things, we take flight
Flight flight flight flight flight flight flight, ha ha

Everything gon be alright (2X)
And you got to believe
(repeat 2X)
Everything gon be alright (2X)
I said you got to believe (2X)

Yo bust it baby
Me and Krush politickin buildin on this money mission
? somethin so I had to stop and listen
It's time for ever tickin, my gift for-ever thinkin
I'm tryin to get mine cause Son it's here for the gettin
Allah's provision, will help us in the providential
My pad and pencil, will transcribe the elemental
The raw essential, the South bound resedential
The pure and simple, to resonate in your mental
I flash a dimple, my ? shine like precious metal
Left the rah rah livin alone, about to settle
Fast act tryin to go slow down, and save your petrol
Cause the beat don't stop, like yellow cabs in the metro
Rejoice your verse to Earth, as the verbs connects
This is a daily operation like birth to death
And I burst the breath, yep, as a so-called vet
I've orchestrated designs while they slept, quiet as kept
Everything that you heard in advance is just a glance
of the landscape, furnish we ?crops? and props till
sunsets and ?tree-dots, back jobs? of pure skill
At night, I do right, to excite, what truth reveal
Got to believe, that the Most High I see
Every degree, of this three-see-ix-to-e
We maintain Son and carry on officially
From troubled projects to the shores of Tripoli
I speak prolifically, I write reciprocally
Transmit upliftedly, it sounds terrific G
Allah has gifted me, with great ability
To speak to my beloved, and make em all love it
Refined rugged, a product of the ghetto public
Allah is the King of the world, we just subjects (2X)
Allah is the King, Allah is the King and you know

Everything's gon be alight (2X)
And you got to believe
(repeat 2X)

You know the vibe baby
Everything's gon be alright (2X)
(repeat 2X)

Yo bust it baby

*Mos Def shouts out a lot of people I don't know and couldn't spell*

Artist: DJ Krush f/ Tragedy
Album: Milight
Song: Real

Niggaz don't you know? Never promised tomorrow man
Check it, check it *the next life*
Life life (yeah) right now for what it is before you lose that shit
For real man, shit can happen
in the blink of a fuckin eye you can lose your life man
Recognize that for real
You're never promise tomorrow, you know
Any nigga that you know, knahmsayin?
You never know about these things, word up

His body was cold yet his face remained calmly
He spoke differently, as if he was Godly
Layin on the ground the gat still in his clutches
Shoulda saw it comin but he smoked too many Dutches
Situation, made me sober as fuck
As he coughed up blood, tellin me he's stuck
Gunmen, drove off in a Yukon truck
Said a prayer for him, hopin that his soul was blessed
Cause my hands couldn't cover all the holes in his chest
His eyes told the story that his heart was diminished
The ambulence took about a hour, ten minutes
They didn't have to tell me that my Son life was finished
I guess his heart never knew the love that was in it
Yeah, word up, goin back

Chorus: Tragedy

If your heart stop beating I'll go back in time
Make your heart beat again, real niggaz to the end
It's all about cash, and the diamond rings
Dedicated, cause real niggaz do real things
(repeat 2X)

Word up, real things, real niggaz do real things
Yo, movin on

Through his eyes I seen the next life flash in front of his
Cocked back the gat wonderin who the gunner is
The blood drenched in his Armani linen
I guess that's the karma of a thug when he sinnin
From the beginnin, I reminisce the younger years
When we were younger peers on the block pourin out beers
And now the tears, I can't stop from comin
I wanna bring it to this nigga blaze him while he runnin
It seemed stunnin, the way we started in the game
I never wanted, my Son dyin in this pain
Now the nigga that shot him I wanna find him and kill him
Heard he's a Willie and keep a bunch of killers with him
The Jake snatched him up so I just had to forget him
But on the low, if I ever see him, I'ma hit him
Yo when he bust a slug in the heart of a true thug
It's real love, this is what a real nigga does

Chorus

What yo, real niggaz do real things
Word up, real niggaz do.. real niggaz, yeah
Yo, 41st side, Queensbridge yo, yo

The words cut like a knife, ma your son was shot
Her mouth, wide open, seemed like her heart dropped
She fell to the floor with her eyes in shock
I was standin there stuck off the words I said
Worst thing to tell a mother that her son was dead
Shoulda knew what love is, 'fore he learned what a thug is
Now he left his kids to be raised by they mothers
From the cradle to the grave we was like brothers
Went to same schools and fucked the same bitches
Pumped on the same block with the same snitches
Burnin lye on the roof, talkin bout riches
And I remember, when we was both five percenters
Goin hand to hand, gettin bent, crashin renters
And now the end is, justifyin all the means
That's just the story when you're dyin out in Queens
and it's real, word up, yo, yo, yo, yeah, yo

Chorus (repeats)

Yeah, Capone-N-Noreaga still my niggaz
Even if you don't get no bigger
Finsta, Crash, presedential
Confidential, fuck it, yo, yo, what?
Japan rules, foreign exchange, how we do, yo
Begins, world currency
The way the dollar bends, and it haunts me
It wants me it traps me, in the hole
Reachin for my soul, fuck it, yo

Chorus

Ruffneck · **Joined:** 12:14, 22-05-2003 **Posts:** 507

Aceyalone - Master Your High

[Chorus]
When you see somebody stumbling when they walk by
Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" -> Slick Rick
Droolin from the mouth with them bloodshot eyes
Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high"
You took a half of shrooms and now you bout to cry?
"Hey kid, walk straight, master your high"
Can't remember a thing no matter how hard you try
"Hey kid, walk straight, master your high"

First you start mumbling
Then you start stumbling
Then your motor skills start malfunctioning
Could it be the intake
Of the chemical that makes your body shake
All over, so critical
First one running to the bar
To get a drink
First one hanging out the car
Chunky pink
Really paralyzed, numb up and sedated
Moving with that rubber band body when you faded
Smoke about an ounce of weed
Drank ten beers, it's just a
Matter of time before you start getting the fears
You can't steer? (you can't steer?)
You can't hear? (you can't hear?)
You ain't here, you can't speak clear?
You wanna go home?

[Chorus]
When you see somebody stumbling when they walk by
Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" (->Slick Rick, 'Hey
Young World' (I think))
Droolin from the mouth with them bloodshot eyes
Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high"
You took a half of shrooms, you think you gon die?
"Hey kid, walk straight, master your high"
Can't remember a thing no matter how hard you try
"Master your high"

First you smoke indo
Then some chocolate
But the gin and juice got you skyrocketing
Yo, can I get a Long Island?
Who got the bud?
Now you wanna lay it down
In the club
You supposed to be a thug drinking thug passion
But you can barely push it to the house
Without crashing
Now, you know better
Than getting that saucy
Trying to mix tequila
With kamekaze and bossy (?)
Fudge brownies
With ganja butter
Then you wanna hit the bong?
Your eyes flutter
Yo, she had a happy face
On her ecstacy
She started touching her private place
While she standing next to me
You shoulda had one drink
Like your girl
Now you in the bathroom
Calling Earl
Oh, now you got the spins,
The head-twirls
Underestimate the high
It rocked your world

[Chorus]
When you see somebody stumbling when they walk by
Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" (->Slick Rick, 'Hey
Young World' (I think))
Droolin from the mouth with them bloodshot eyes
Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high"
You took a half of shrooms and now you bout to cry?
"Hey kid, walk straight, master your high"
Can't remember a thing on the acid fry
"Master your high"

First you need oxygen
For circulation
Then you need agua
Rejuvination
Maybe you should eat something
But nothing spicy
Maybe try a cold thai
Nice and icy
Now you can't leave here
You can barely open doors
Maybe take a shower
Open your pores
Just try to shake it off
Have some activity
Get your shit together
Then come back to the festivities
I'm not saying don't get high
Cuz that's on you
I'm just saying if you don't get high
Then what to do?
See, my friend right here
Can hold his liquor
But my friend right here
Is getting sicker
So, he started beef with my homie over what?
Took this fool to the house
To sober up
Maybe you should listen up,
Heed the warning
Or you gonna wake up sick as fuck
In the morning

God DAMN!

tula · **Joined:** 17:43, 05-06-2004 **Posts:** 93

ugly duckling - "another samba" szovege megvan vkinek? nem talalom a neten
addig meg egy klasszikus (az elozo topikban mintha mar lett volna, de az ugyis eltunt a forum sotet zugaiban...)

Blackalicious - Alphabet Aerobics
-----------------------------------------
(Now it's time for our wrap up
Let's give it everything we've got
Ready? Begin)

Artificial amateurs, aren't at all amazing
Analytically, I assault, animate things
Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat
Buildings are broken, basically I'm bombarding
Casually create catastrophes, casualties
Cancelling cats got their canopies collapsing
Detonate a dime of dank daily doin dough
Demonstrations, Don Dada on the down low
Eatin other editors with each and every energetic
Epileptic episode, elevated etiquette
Furious fat fabulous fantastic
Flurries of funk felt feeding the fanatics
Gift got great global goods gone glorious
Gettin godly in his game with the goriest
Hit em high, hella height, historical
Hey holocaust hints hear 'em holler at your homeboy
Imitators idolize, I intimidate
In a instant, I'll rise in a irate state
Juiced on my jams like jheri curls jockin joints
Justly, it's just me, writin my journals
Kindly I'm kindling all kinds of ink on
Karate kick type brits in my kingdom
Let me live a long life, lyrically lessons is
Learned lame louses just lose to my livery
My mind makes marvelous moves, masses
Marvel and move, many mock what I've mastered
Niggas nap knowin I'm nice naturally
Knack, never lack, make noise nationally
Operation, opposition, off, not optional
Out of sight, out of mind, wide beaming opticals
Perfected poem, powerful punchlines
Pummelling petty powder puffs in my prime
Quite quaint quotes keep quiet it's Quannum
Quarrelers ain't got a quarter of what we got uh
Really raw raps, risin up rapidly
Riding the rushing radioactivity
Super scientifical sound search sought
Silencing super fire saps that are soft
Tales ten times talented, too tough
Take that, challengers, get a tune up
Universal, unique untouched
Unadulterated, the raw uncut
Verb vice lord victorious valid
Violate vibes that are vain make em vanished
? well would a wise wordsmith just
Weaving up words weeded up, I'm a workshift
Xerox, my X-ray-diation holes extra large
X-height letters, and xylophone tones
Yellow back, yak mouth, young ones yaws
Yesterday's lawn yards sell our (yawn?)
Zig zag zombies, zoomin to the zenith
Zero in zen thoughts, overzealous rhyme ZEA-LOTS!....

(good....can you say it faster?)

bugajakab · **Joined:** 12:42, 26-01-2004 **Posts:** 727

Quote:

Chorus: Tragedy

If your heart stop beating I'll go back in time
Make your heart beat again, real niggaz to the end
It's all about cash, and the diamond rings
Dedicated, cause real niggaz do real things
(repeat 2X)

all time top 10 refrén

i m p u l s e c r e a t o r phÓrum

Singalong part 2.

Who is online