Lyrics

This thread is for people to share their favorite/craziest/coolest lyrics. Any genre, any song/soundtrack. Link directly to the entire song or just share a verse/line. Here's one of my favorite sites for lyrics:
http://www.lyricsondemand.com

 

http://www.lyricsondemand.com/e/eminemlyrics/noapologieslyrics.html

And one of my favorite Em lines from "Any man":
"...I'm sicker than sperm cells with syphillis germs/
And I'm hotter than my dick is when I piss and it burns..."
Sick.

 

Anything by Wesley Willis. He is my favorite performer of all time.

R.I.P. Wesley Willis

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C9rBlIHBvwo

 

i was expecting bitch get off my cloud

 

Talk about freaky I was just listening to that track 5 mins before I read this..

Of all the tunes to pick

 

Powerwalker by Archers of Loaf

This song speaks to something that we all face as humans.

You really look so stupid when you walk that way.
You really look so dumb when you walk that way.
Why don't you try and run?
Truly sorry if it hurts your knees.
Or why don't you just ride a bike?

Walker
Powerwalker (3 times)

Cause it looks so stupid when you walk that way.
It looks so dumb when you walk that way.
It looks so stupid when you walk that way.
It looks dumb when you walk that way.

Walker
Powerwalker

You really look so stupid when you walk that way.
You really look so dumb when you walk that way.
Why don't you just fucking run?
So sorry if it hurts your knees.
Why don't you just ride a bike?

Walker

Powerwalker (3 times)

Cause it looks so stupid when you walk that way.
It looks so dumb when you walk that way.
It looks so stupid when you walk that way.
It looks so dumb when you walk that way.

Powerwalker (4 times)

 

Re: Powerwalker by Archers of Loaf

One of my favorite Wu-Tang verses from one of my favorite Wu member, Inspectah Deck:

I bomb atomically/ Socrates' philosophies
and hypothesis/ can't define how I be droppin these
mockeries/ lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery/ possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun/ explosion when my pen hits
tremendous/ ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect Wu, through the future see millenium
Killa B's sold, fifty gold, sixty platinum
Shackling the masses/ with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score/ take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor/ diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow, swingin swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds/ and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked/ performin live on your hottest block

The whole song is great, sheckitout:
http://www.lyricsondemand.com/w/wutangclanlyrics/triumphlyrics.html

P.S. Thanks for that Wesley Willis video. I have never heard more profound lyrics or seen a cooler video. I might even get one of those I <3 Wesley shirts.

 

Re: Powerwalker by Archers of Loaf

She's a Killer Queeeeen
Gunpowder, gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind...
Anytime!

http://www.lyricsondemand.com/q/queenlyrics/killerqueenlyrics.html

 

Re: Powerwalker by Archers of Loaf

Royce da 5'9
Malcom X
Yeah, what rap crew I gotta snatch up out the game (bitch)
Who must I smack for sayin my name?
Somebody gon' die, it's probably YOU
You couldn't fit Bizarre's body in my shoes
Niggaz quick to talk, all hood 'til I pop up
Plus, you just act tough cause Suge got locked up
I am above y'all, when you droppin your raps to diss me
I only recognize the top of your hats
And I don't like Proof punk-ass, he think he tough
He keep thirty niggaz with him, cause he weak as fuck!
I ever catch you by yourself, I'ma fuck you up
Snatch your little cheap-ass chain and piece you up
You better hope you and the white boy keep in touch
And be a good little hype man, or your lease is up
Since Slim signed 50, I don't see your teeth as much
That's good, cause you got a grill like a fuckin truck!
DAMN HOMIE, it's history, over, hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I just wish Eminem would stop tellin' everybody he ain't speakin' to me
Like I'm one of his hoes or somethin'
How 'bout this, I ain't speakin' to you, chump
And I'ma keep pickin on your weak ass crew
You, BITCH, Bizarre you a fat stutterin fuck
You a joke, I choke whoever buttered you up
I've been ridin by your house, you don't come out too much
You hidin, when I find you I'ma snatch you out of that truck
and tie your fat stankin ass to your couch and just
FEED YOU, you already look like you about to bust
Nigga you can run or hide; I'll be on your porch
with a cheeseburger tryin to lure you outside!
'Cause he's in it, Bizarre say G-g-g-g-g-g-unit
I bet you throw some extra "g's" in it
Just like a stutterin' fool can't reach intelligence
He sweats when he raps, cuz he got a speech impediment
You, BITCH, Porky's pig and Porky's tomb
About to dig his own grave with a fork and spoon
You, BITCH, Denaun and Swifty please
Give it in, both y'all be wreckin' 50's lease
What do I know, that other nigga y'all got in your group
I don't even know his name, but he can shovel my snow
You, BITCH, let's face it I gave it to y'all
My lil' sister got six puppies that's braver than y'all (barking sounds)
Niggaz is startin' the beef I'm 'bout to end with the quickness

I won't be:
(just a sample)
If what you spittin never been wrote?
Then why you all punch lines, you tellin' a joke?
Just when you thought I couldn't get any better
I spoke.

From "Scary movie"
2nd verse
All this room in this big house, you chose the attic
you runnin' slower and slower till you froze in panic
I'm wearing a white mask, black cloak and dagger
you scatter, hoping for life
grapping ropes and latters
My niggas I'm robed as fuck
I'm automatic'd up
I'm mad as fuck gunna kill no matter what
what you
live in the wrong house at the wrong time
you
answered the wrong call so you all mines
you can't put fear in the heart of the heartless
got a list of names just don't know which ones to start with
at your house, staking it out, posing as carprinters
looking for closets in house guns with cartridges
I'm low down with stress
I go round the rest, of the house
looking for granny to throw down the steps.
and when its your turn, oh you know its tragic
the music in the background is so dramatic
I'm trying to lift you off your feet, hope you know gymnastics
I'm trying to soak the mattress with broke molasses
you try to cover your head like a prophylactic
Next time someone calls the phone, don't answer it.


Dude got so many lines I could quote, its ridiculous.

 

Re: Powerwalker by Archers of Loaf

*INTERMISSION*

And now a few examples of compound rhyming:

Double rhyming: "Now I'm in the limelight/
'cause I rhyme tight..."
-Notorious B.I.G.

Triple rhyming: "My mind wont work/
if my spine dont jerk/
I slap Garth Brooks out of his rhine-stone shirt..."
-Eminen


Quadruple rhyming: "My gun go click and spark/
Wont leave witnesses to point me out on 1-0-6 and Park/
son those slick remarks..."
-Fabolous

There are many more examples like these in all kinds of songs. From rap to rock, from r&b to alternative. It's fun to relisten to songs that you've already heard numerous times and find compound rhymes in them for the first time/forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/cool.gif

 

Breaking Point by Screeching Weasel

Do you ever shut up do you ever shut up?
What I like about about martina hingis
You can rhyme her name with cunnilingus

The u.s. open's a piece of piss
when you're a little swiss miss

She's at break point this song's about my breaking point
at the point of this break in the song
Why can't we all just get along
like martina and her mom

Women tennis players aren't all dykes
and so what if we're on fat mike's
record label
'cause our cards are on the table
And you can say that it's just a house of cards
And we can say that you're just a bunch of retards

But you know that the truth is that our hearts
are in the right place you know we try hard

We give it our best shot

Then we give up and go home

 

TOOL
Aenima

Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this
bull-shit three ring cirrrrcus siiiideshow of
Freaks here in this, hopeless fucking, hole we call LA.
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time.
Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car.
It's a bull-shit three ring cirrrrrcuus siiideshow of
freaks here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA.
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time.
Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.
Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will
I sure could use a vacation from this
stupid shit, silly shit, stupid shit...
One great big festering neon distraction,
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.
(Learn to swim. 3x)
Mom's gonna fix it all soon.
Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to beeeeeeeee.

(Learn to swim. 8x)
Fuck L Ron Hubbard and Fuck all his clones.
Fuck all these gun-toting Hip gangster wannabes.
(Learn to swim. 8x)
Fuck retro anything. Fuck your tattoos.
Fuck all you junkies and Fuck your short memory.
(Learn to swim. 8x)
Fuck smiley glad-hands with hidden agendas.
Fuck these dysfunctional, insecure actresses.
(Learn to swim. 8x)
Cuz I'm praying for rain
and I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom please flush it all away.
I wanna see it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all awaaaaaaaaay.

Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.
I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend.
I wanna see it come down.
(Suck it down. 2x)
Flush it down.

 

313

Verse 2:

You can be Run-D/ you'll never beat the MC/
I'll stop the alphabet at S and got it down to a T/
I'm sure your bound to agree/ a sweet MC
crashes the spot/
I'll make the roof hot/ like I was Rock Master Scott/
Your ass forgot/ so just in case you don't remember me
I'll run your brain around the block/ to jog your fucking memory/
It's either them or me/ man, kill or be killed
You will and be sealed/ your casket closed you still
gonna be billed
My facilities, filled with fans/ packed to capacity/
I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty/
If he's acting soft and he cowers/
He better come cleaner then Jeru jacking off when he showers
You flowers, got no clout with a thang/
You could date a stick of dynamite
and wouldn't go out with a bang/
I showered the slang/ simple as A,B,C's/
Skip over the D's/ and rock the microphone with E's/
Dethrone MC's/ and I'ma max alone/
Relax your dome/ like a solo from a saxophone
So facts are known/ writers get treated with shocks/
I rock a beat harder than you could beat it with rocks/
I'm greeted with flocks, of fellow follower's singers/
You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands
if they swallowed their fingers/
But you can bring yours let's see what you got/
But don't front and never try to be what you're not/
Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back/
And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't Jack.

 

This rhyme is from the Larry David show "Curb your Enthusiasm". Ladies and gentlemen, I unleash upon you, Krazee Eyez Killa:

"So you think you gonna cross me and mess with my shit?
Opening your fucking trap and flapping your lip.
Don't fuck with me nigga or you gonna get dropped.
I'll snap off your neck with a crackle and pop.
If you say anything, you'll beg me to die,
'cause I'll make you suck my dick then I'll nut in your eye.
I'll stomp on your world as if my name was Godzilla.
I'm coming for you mother fucker, I'm the Krazee Eyez Killa."

/forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/laugh.gif From the mind behind "Seinfeld" comes "Curb Your Enthusiasm", one of the funniest shows ever.

 

Needs the video.

Agreed on the show though. It isn't often that I find a show funny enough to buy all the DVDs in one swoop.

Larry David, FTFingW.

 

Thanks Sebo, you're right, it totally needs the video.
"And then I'm going to look into the camera like this..."
lol

Immortal Technique

"Speak Your Mind" from "Revolutionary vol.1"



[Intro]
You have to speak the truth
You have to speak your mind

[Verse 1]
Every time I speak my mind I'm lyrically critical
The pinnacle of being revolutionarily pivotal
Beyond anything ever studied thats metaphysical
Man fuck a minority, I'm not politically minimal
But obviously terminologies that are statistical
Are manufactured to be unequivocally subliminal
Transmitted by monopolized media visuals
So I riddle hypocritically pitiful criminals
Habitually utilizing typical rituals
With false pretense in attempts to be spiritual
TO individuals who believe in biblical miracles
Instead of themselves, because they're not thinking original
And the color of their skin makes them feel invisible
Like microscopic miscarriages lynched wit the umbilical
Only a fuckin imbecile would think their uncorrectable
Cause your susceptible to becoming more than a spectacle
Remember that your flesh your blood and you body are dissectable
Ill beat you until your vegetable
And wake up in a hospital covered in poisonous chemicals
In a fetal position wit your face sewn to your testicles
Thinkin that you were kidnapped by extraterrestrials
You got heart? I'm the blood that pumps in your ventricles
Technique, I'm like ya soul nigga.. indispensable
Wit no respect for those that cower at the hour of revolution
Cause the government owes my people restitution
Instead of sedatives like cocaine and prostitution
Conclusion is that you'll have to violently silence me
Cause I raid the airwaves of cutthroat piracy
In school my teachers blinded me
But now I can see
I'm mentally and revolutionarily free
Broadening Horizons about what my people could be
If we wasn't set up to get shot locked or OD
You see families bleed because of corporate greed
And monopolizing weed is virtually impossible
So it wont be legalized and thats another obstacle
But I'm still rollin up pocket fulls of tropical
The governments involved directly so its unstoppable
Like a nuclear rocket full of biochemical toxins that invade the ecological
Improbable that the average intellect could understand
So I encrypted this into hip hop thats in high demand
and spread it through the ghetto of every city like contraband
Stomp a man of any complexion with a devilish nature
Cause I'm tryin to save the earth, but your just next in line to rape her

 

Re: Powerwalker by Archers of Loaf

Tool: Opiate

Choices always were a problem for you.
What you need is someone strong to guide you.
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow,
what you need is someone strong to guide you...
like me,
like me.

If you want to get your soul to heaven,
trust in me now.
Don't you judge or question.
You are broken now,
but faith can heal you.
Just do everything I tell you to do.
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow.
Let me lay my holy hand upon you.

My God's will
becomes me.
When he speaks out,
he speaks through me.
He has needs
like I do.
We both want
to rape you.

Jesus Christ, why don't you come save my life now.
Open my eyes and blind me with your light now.

 

Re: Powerwalker by Archers of Loaf

Those are great Tool songs as well as Killer Queen. Anything by Coheed and Cambria is amazing.

The Velorium Camper III: Al The Killer:

At birth given scars along tender heart liberties
injustice for awkward living situated causalities
they lay dead along your floor
careful not to wake them they're sleeping
in the morrows good mourning
the dying will discard the wish to live
let this colony know in the name of the dead we're coming

when I kill her, I'll have her
(dance upon the graves of the dead, upon your name!)
die white girls, die white girls
(dance upon the graves of the dead, upon the graves of the dead!)

you'll get nothing for something
arise the hidden war of a dead song, unsung
the night of your children's day
beneath the surface sealed by the floors boarded up
seal the lips of your voice with haste
and cower at the sounds as they make their way
surprise speed and malice
the opposing break the surface hold ready
will the killing veil love should the heroes play dumb
but killing's no fun when the heroes are none
bye, bye world