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01-22-2010, 10:36 AM
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Join Date: Jul 2009
Location: I live in a van down by the river
Posts: 1,365
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...That line... is genius... well it depends on how you look at it guess, but... it's just so profound. That's talent.
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01-22-2010, 11:26 AM
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Music Addict
Join Date: Jan 2010
Location: In the moment
Posts: 102
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I'm surprised more people haven't mentioned Crunk.
Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Ya'll don't understand, make me throw my hands In the ayer, ay, ayer, ayer, ay, ayer Hey this is my jam Ya'll don't understand I'll make you understand What's pumpin in my CD player (player) Party all night like yayer (yayer) Shawty got a hand in the ayer (ayer) Make me want to take it dayer Then I go, here I go, here is my song DJ bring it back come in my zone I get paid for them couple bonez the next wop until the early morn I need that crunk when I'm up in tha club even my when my chevy pull up on them dubs give me that drop yellow waist like a drug lil mama hot and she might show me love o hot damn celebrate to tha A.M I love it so much it got me sayin Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Ya'll don't understand, make me throw my hands In the ayer, ay, ayer, ayer, ay, ayer Hey Heyy I might just start the wave like I'm at a ball game do my thang hands up high I got money in tha bank I'm so fly 747 pain rock it no stop it how I got my name baby keep poppin you might get tha fame walk tha red carpet won't see you the same I get tha stuntin forget my name start with me ride with me represent tha city vibe with me make me throw it up ma timid in tha club go ahead throw it up gotta wonder how much to show enough to stare(stare) I'm hood so it's really unfair (unfair) shorty go ahead and get bare(bare) we ain't gonna treat our city like the mayor(mayor) Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Ya'll don't understand, make me throw my hands In the ayer, ay, ayer, ayer, ay, ayer Alright now stop oooo put your hands in the ayer it's a stick (a stick up stick up) it's a stick up just to tha ceilin man |
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01-22-2010, 11:28 AM
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Groupie
Join Date: Jan 2010
Location: Canada
Posts: 6
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This ones easy and what makes it especially bad is that they wrote is as if these lyrics were a legitamte socio-political protest song that would really stick it to 'the man'. I've highlighted my favorite line:
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01-23-2010, 01:43 PM
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Join Date: Dec 2005
Posts: 1,671
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"Year 3000"
one day when i came home at lunchtime, i heard a funny noise went out to the back yard to find out if it was, one of those rowdy boys. stood there with my neighbour called peter, and a Flux Capacitor. he told me he built a time machine like the one in a film i've seen, yeah yeah... he said... [Chorus:] i've been to the year three thousand not much has changed but they lived under water, and your great great great grand daughter, is pretty fine (is pretty fine) he took me to the future in the flux thing and i saw everything, boybands and another one and another one ... and another one! triple breasted women swim around town... totally naked! we drove round in a time machine, like the one in the film i've seen.. yeah yeah... he said... [Chorus] i took a trip to the year 3 thousand this song had gone multi platinum, everybody bought our 7th album. it had outsold michael jackson, i took a trip to the year 3 thousand this song had gone multi platinum, everybody bought our 7th album, 7th album. he told me he built a time machine like the one in a film i've seen, yeah yeah... he said... [Chorus x4] |
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01-23-2010, 02:51 PM
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Bigger and Better
Join Date: Mar 2008
Location: Texas girl living in the UK
Posts: 2,596
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I feel like I posted this somewhere else around here...but whatever. Buckcherry are notorious for having the worst, most idiotic lyrics ever. Case in point:
I hit the bottle in the morning In the summertime. I quit my job 'cause it gets in the way. I find a party by the ocean, Buy the cheapest wine, Call up my friends to come and waste the day. I got a dime bag, Corduroys, and colored sleeves, A bindle and some LSD. Now I'm just lookin' for a girl to meet To help me to forget my name. (bridge) I could spend my lifetime gettin' high, Never wantin' to live in a suit and tie! Most of us are just livin' a lie! Trying to get ****ed up every night! (chorus) I'm gettin' drunk all night! Oh, I'm gettin' drunk all day. Oh, I'm gettin' drunk all night! I'm sorry, but I have to say... I'm too drunk to ****! Now the party was jumpin' And the girls were fine, With the lipstick summer glaze! I got so many women Comin' after me I put some pussy on lay-away. I was smoked out, Torn up, Drunk as **** And I wouldn't want to change a thing! Young and dumb And full of *** With the sugar loaded candy cane! (Bridge) I could spend my lifetime gettin' high, Never wantin' to live in a suit and tie! Most of us are just livin' a lie! Trying to get ****ed up every night! (Chorus) I'm gettin' drunk all night! Oh, I'm gettin' drunk all day! Oh, I'm gettin' drunk all night! Oh, I'm gettin' drunk all day! OH! I'm gettin' drunk all night! Oh, I'm gettin' drunk all day! Oh, I'm gettin' drunk all night! I'm sorry, but I have to say... I'm too drunk to **** ya OH! I'm to drunk to **** ya! (solo) I can't eat, Can't sleep, And I'm bored as ****. And the girl I want just walked away. She just found out I'm too drunk to **** It looks like I'm not gettin laid. (Bridge) I could spend my lifetime gettin' high! Never wantin' to live in a suit and tie! Most of us are just livin' a lie! Trying to get ****ed up every night! (Chorus) I'm gettin' drunk all night! Oh, I'm gettin' drunk all day! Oh, I'm gettin' drunk all night! Oh, I'm gettin' drunk all day! OH! I'm gettin' drunk all night! Oh, I'm gettin' drunk all day! Oh, I'm gettin' drunk all night! I'm sorry but I have to say... I'm too drunk to **** ya! Too drunk to **** ya! YEAH! I'm too drunk to **** ya! Too drunk to **** ya! (repeated) Some one help me! Lord have mercy, Please, somebody help me! I can't even ****in breathe! I'm too drunk to ****!
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01-24-2010, 07:12 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2008
Posts: 4,538
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So nobody has mentioned Owl City yet?
I'd get a thousand hugs/from ten thousand lightning bugs (?) The whole song is such an obviously shallow attempt to be "deep" it drives me up the wall. The kind of girls who quote Postal Service lyrics as their Facebook status updates are the ones who get into this song i'd imagine. |
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01-24-2010, 09:34 PM
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Quiet Man in the Corner
Join Date: Feb 2009
Location: Pocono Mountains
Posts: 2,480
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Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz - Real Nigga Roll Call
Right about now (whats up) It's time for the real nigga roll call Now when you hear your city or state (Uh Huh) being called You put your mother****in' middle finger up in this bitch ATL, St. Louis, Alabahma, Chicago, The Carolina's, Naptown, DC, The Bay Area, VA, Miami, New York niggas, texas, You ain't know! Ya'll niggas can't **** wit my niggas ho![pussy niggaz] Motha**** that nigga! Motha**** that bitch! Ya'll niggas! Some old ass flexin' ass flauntin' ass niggas! My Niggas! Be some real ass trill ass niggas! Ya'll niggas! Be some ho ass pussy ass niggas! My Niggas! Be some head-bussin' gangsta ass niggas! Ya'll Niggas! Be some runnin' and scarey ass niggas! My Niggas! Be some Roy Jone beat ya ass niggas! Ya'll Niggas! Be some cake and handcuffin' ass niggas! My Niggas! Be some "Send them hoes out!" ass niggas! Ya'll Niggas! Be some tricking "Don't pay them hoes!" ass niggas! My Niggas! Be some Don Juan pimpin' ass niggas! Ya'll Niggas! Be some 22 havin' ass niggas! My Niggas! Be some chopper street sweepin' ass niggas! Ya'll Niggas! Them ol' half ounce sellin' ass niggas! My Niggas! Be some dirty bird movin' ass niggas! Ya'll Niggas! Be some kissin' security ass, ass niggas! My Niggas! **** them hoes and let 'em know ass niggas! See I'ma mean nigga Youse afraid nigga Ol' pretend nigga Smile and grin nigga I hate a false nigga Diana Ross nigga So if ya lost nigga Meet tha boss nigga He's a super nigga Grin and groupa nigga Act stupid nigga I'll ****in' nuke a nigga Cuz youse a happy nigga And ima nappy nigga ****in' scrappy nigga Meet ya pappy nigga Its Ice Cube nigga And Little Jon nigga So if ya drunk nigga Keep it crunk nigga To you punk nigga Feel tha bump nigga Get yo testifyin ass in tha trunk nigga You wanna tell nigga? I'll dump a shell nigga Send a frail nigga Str8 ta hell nigga Thats ya shelter nigga Helta-skelta nigga And when I belt a nigga God help a nigga! Yeah! I see you and your lil clique up in tha club nigga I see ya'll niggas over there talkin' and **** But you know what nigga Bitch niggas get dealt wit mother****in' real quick! Ice Cube! Here we come boy Real niggas shoot ta kill betta run boy Or you can tell me how I feel as a Real nigga Which nigga Go get a bitch nigga No better Hoes better do what I say Cuz I'm insane in tha brain (insane in the brain) Bitch I got Rick James in my veins Real niggas never change We just let it bang Roll thru tha gutter lane Daddy said let 'em hang And cut 'em like its butter man Skeet skeet skeet Naw thats tha other man Cuz my skeet never LEAKED OUT THIS RUBBER mayne TNA ain't workin' niggas DNA That crazy bitch'll have ya ass off E&J Fake niggas got these real bitches bein' *** Til my peoples come around its like night and day Now she wanna change her god and the way she pray Authentic niggas all know thats tha playa way We runnin this bitch Ya'll niggas ain't **** We runnin this bitch Ya'll niggas ain't **** We in tha club gettin' crunk You in tha club gettin' stomped We in tha club gettin' crunk You in tha club gettin' stomped We in tha hood on tha block You in tha hood gettin' shot We in tha hood on tha block You in tha hood gettin' shot We quick ta show you what we bout You quick to run ya ****in' mouth We quick ta show you what we bout You quick to run ya ****in' mouth We real niggas from tha east And we act a ****in' beast We real niggas from tha east And we act a ****in' beast We gangsta niggas from the west Puttin holes in ya vest We gangsta niggas from the west Puttin holes in ya vest My midwest niggas hard Quick ta pull ya ****in' card My midwest niggas hard Quick ta pull ya ****in' card And down south we set if off Blow ya ****in' face off And down south we set if off Blow ya ****in' face off (real nigga roll call!) Buckcherry - Sorry Oh I had a lot to say, was thinking on my time away I missed you and things weren't the same 'Cause everything inside it never comes out right And when I see you cry, it makes me want to die I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue I'm sorry about all things I said to you And I know, I cant take it back. I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds And baby, the way you make my world go round And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry This time I think, I'm to blame It's harder to get through the days You get older and blame turns to shame 'Cause everything inside it never comes out right And when I see you cry, it makes me want to die I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue I'm sorry about all things I said to you And I know, I cant take it back I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds And baby, the way you make my world go round And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry Every single day, I think about how we came all this way The sleepless nights and the tears you cried It's never too late to make it right Oh yeah Sorry I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue I'm sorry about all things I said to you And I know, I cant take it back I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds And baby, the way you make my world go round And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry
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