OK, let's talk about this ice that I'm carryin
All these karats like I'm a fu*kin vegetarian
Lil' Wayne
All these karats like I'm a fu*kin vegetarian
Lil' Wayne
Post Your Favorite Hip-Hop Lyric
- Thread starter scofflaw23
- Start date
i throw out my arm and
b.tches thought it started snowing?
Mine:
RED BEANS AND RICE, RED BEANS AND RICE, RED BEANS AND RICE, I could eat a plate twice!
Anybody know it? Anybody?
b.tches thought it started snowing?
Mine:
RED BEANS AND RICE, RED BEANS AND RICE, RED BEANS AND RICE, I could eat a plate twice!
Anybody know it? Anybody?
every evening, i have a by myself meeting-capadonna
ok here's one - "i'm the man they love to hate, the JR Ewing of Seattle..."
made it back to the hood fixed the crew upgastrocnemius said:
and even though Evil's car blew up
we made it home and then I passed out
thinking about my all night death bout
then something woke me up from my dark sleep
the sound of fvcking police when they're trying to creep
broke through my door with no g@dd@mn warning
looked at my watch it was 6 in the mornin...
i'm a beer drinkin' fighter,
the biking easy rider.
i only roll my spliffs,
with the extra ez-widers......
&
Because I'm hard hittin' always biten cool as hell
I got trees on my mirror so my car won't smell
the biking easy rider.
i only roll my spliffs,
with the extra ez-widers......
&
Because I'm hard hittin' always biten cool as hell
I got trees on my mirror so my car won't smell
Hi y'all... been awhile
A light one:
I stand out like a nigga on a hockey team
I got goals, and I can like a pop machine
And a heavy:
I fight, with myself in the ring of doubt and fear
The rain ain't gone, but I can still see clear
As a child, given religion with no answer to why
Just told believe in Jesus cuz for me he did die
Curiosity killed the catechism
Understanding and wisdom became the rhythm that I played to
And became a slave to master self
A rich man is one with knowledge, happiness and his health
My mind had dealt with the books of Zen, Tao the lessons
Koran and the Bible, to me they all vital
And got truth within 'em, gotta read them boys
You just can't skim 'em, different branches of belief
But one root that stem 'em, but people of the venom try to trim 'em
And use religion as an emblem
When it should be a natural way of life
Who am I or they to say to whom you pray ain't right
That's who got you doin right and got you this far
Whether you say "in Jesus name" or "Al hum du'Allah"
Both courtesy of Common (Watermelon and G.O.D. respectively)
His old stuff is so good; it's not the rhymes, it's the play with words...
A light one:
I stand out like a nigga on a hockey team
I got goals, and I can like a pop machine
And a heavy:
I fight, with myself in the ring of doubt and fear
The rain ain't gone, but I can still see clear
As a child, given religion with no answer to why
Just told believe in Jesus cuz for me he did die
Curiosity killed the catechism
Understanding and wisdom became the rhythm that I played to
And became a slave to master self
A rich man is one with knowledge, happiness and his health
My mind had dealt with the books of Zen, Tao the lessons
Koran and the Bible, to me they all vital
And got truth within 'em, gotta read them boys
You just can't skim 'em, different branches of belief
But one root that stem 'em, but people of the venom try to trim 'em
And use religion as an emblem
When it should be a natural way of life
Who am I or they to say to whom you pray ain't right
That's who got you doin right and got you this far
Whether you say "in Jesus name" or "Al hum du'Allah"
Both courtesy of Common (Watermelon and G.O.D. respectively)
His old stuff is so good; it's not the rhymes, it's the play with words...
All Right STOP!!!
Collaborate and listen,
Ice is back with a brand new invention
Something grabs ahold of me tightly
Flows like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop No
I dont think so...
White as I wanna be...
Collaborate and listen,
Ice is back with a brand new invention
Something grabs ahold of me tightly
Flows like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop No
I dont think so...
White as I wanna be...
...Slam, Bam, I come on the scene
But like gasoline
You can tell I'm on the tank, like money in the bank
Im smell appealing, but I'm toxic,
Could send you reeling.
Without a inkling, keep you thinkin,
cause you gave cash to the feds, left your school district dead,
fvcked you up in the the head, but still they saying nothings wrong,
sellin firewater but outlawin the bong.
Still believing the system is workin,
when half of my people are still outa working.
Anoymous notes left in the pockets of coats,
of judges and jerseys, from frisco to jersey.
Threats and protest, polititians mob debts,
trumped up chrages and phony arrests.
Staging lethal injection the night before the election,
cause he got donation from the prison gaurds union.
Oh my, Oh my God...
M. Franti
But like gasoline
You can tell I'm on the tank, like money in the bank
Im smell appealing, but I'm toxic,
Could send you reeling.
Without a inkling, keep you thinkin,
cause you gave cash to the feds, left your school district dead,
fvcked you up in the the head, but still they saying nothings wrong,
sellin firewater but outlawin the bong.
Still believing the system is workin,
when half of my people are still outa working.
Anoymous notes left in the pockets of coats,
of judges and jerseys, from frisco to jersey.
Threats and protest, polititians mob debts,
trumped up chrages and phony arrests.
Staging lethal injection the night before the election,
cause he got donation from the prison gaurds union.
Oh my, Oh my God...
M. Franti
Here comes Peter Cottontail,
Hoppin' down the bunny trail,
Hippity, hoppity,
Easter's on its way.
Bringin' every girl and boy Baskets full of Easter joy,
Things to make your Easter bright and gay.
He's got jelly beans for Tommy,
Colored eggs for sister Sue,
There's an orchid for your Mommy
And an Easter bonnet, too.
Oh! here comes Peter Cottontail,
Hoppin' down the bunny trail,
Hippity hoppity,
Happy Easter day.
Here comes Peter Cottontail,
Hoppin' down the bunny trail,
Look at him stop,
and listen to him say:
"Try to do the things you should."
Maybe if you're extra good,
He'll roll lots of Easter eggs your way.
You'll wake up on Easter morning
And you'll know that he was there
When you find those choc'late bunnies
That he's hiding ev'rywhere.
Oh! here comes Peter Cottontail,
Hoppin' down the bunny trail,
Hippity hoppity,
Happy Easter day.
Written by Beatrix Potter
:dancing:
Hoppin' down the bunny trail,
Hippity, hoppity,
Easter's on its way.
Bringin' every girl and boy Baskets full of Easter joy,
Things to make your Easter bright and gay.
He's got jelly beans for Tommy,
Colored eggs for sister Sue,
There's an orchid for your Mommy
And an Easter bonnet, too.
Oh! here comes Peter Cottontail,
Hoppin' down the bunny trail,
Hippity hoppity,
Happy Easter day.
Here comes Peter Cottontail,
Hoppin' down the bunny trail,
Look at him stop,
and listen to him say:
"Try to do the things you should."
Maybe if you're extra good,
He'll roll lots of Easter eggs your way.
You'll wake up on Easter morning
And you'll know that he was there
When you find those choc'late bunnies
That he's hiding ev'rywhere.
Oh! here comes Peter Cottontail,
Hoppin' down the bunny trail,
Hippity hoppity,
Happy Easter day.
Written by Beatrix Potter
:dancing:
Terrific - I'm glad we had this time to discuss
I'm outtro - call me if you wanna blaze one up.
I'm outtro - call me if you wanna blaze one up.
Vanilla Ice????? :mumble::mumble::mumble::mumble:
Dont slam the ice, he's a revolutionary.H e cant hep it he's the worst excuse for a rapper. I mean look at all he's contributed to music. He taught the rest of the music world the proper way to steal a baseline and then try to say that he thought of it because he changed 2 notes in it...BMXman said:
atmosphere
blamegame
So put your hand up if you remember the Juice Crew
They don't make em' like they used to
This supposed to be the new school?
Your guns are aimless, songs are nameless
How long you been famous?
~~
You could never learn how to ride a bike without balance
So what's the point of trying to grab the mic without talents
free or dead
So here I am, trying to be the man, right?
Using my gun to see at night sleeping with my flashlight
In the afterlife I hope the AC works
So while I wait well I'm a pass out and taste this curve
And she attacked with flirts, smacked my nerves
Wearin' that black skirt
Got my nature so hard it made my back hurt
I cracked a smirk cuz I was dumb and drunk
she gave wink and a smile and dropped a quarter in my cup
man, people are kinda odd so I keep my eyebrow raised
I only hear the words for what they mean, know what I mean?
and I do believe in God cuz I keep comin across all these fine women
with low self esteem, you know what I mean.
I've got attention deficet, I've got the bedroom eyes
I've the storms in my head, I've got my telephone voice
I've got to make a decision of whether I live or die
I'd rather just run cuz either way it's one hell of a choice
now I'm giving back everything they gave me, not a damn thing
it'll take me more than a good DJ to save me, and I'm not dancing
I can't seem to make up my bed, much less my mind
so I'm a take another puff to my head, and press rewind
I wish this car had cruise control, so I could rest my legs
I've got this itch to prove my soul, and test my fate
doing hunny in a sixty five, got stopped by a copper
caught, spotted, and radared by a chopper
Wisconsin style!, over the limit by forty miles
Watch me smile, cuz I ain't been around here for a long while
grabbed my paper, gave her thanks?, have a nice day
yo, word of advice, trade the doughnuts in and gets some rice cakes
back to my travels, running from my shadows
passin hitchhikers and bikers honkin the horn harrasin the cattle
hair back sticking to the seat, sweat drippin from the heat
diggin through a cooler of gruel, I'm looking for something to eat
yo, there's a Hardee's at the next stop
don't wanna, but I need ta'
cuz I'm craving something to chase the taste of this tequila
sad clown
"Hey daddy tell me why the clown is crying."
"Well son he's got the task of cheering up the ill and dying.
On top of that everybody thinks that he's insane.
Can't fathom why he'd wanna ease their pain."
~~
So throw your hands in the air..
oh Im sorry you cant, your wearing a straight-jacket
ice cube
ghetto vet
fool im a vet you could bet
that i could dance under water and not get wet.
n.e.r.d.
rock star
****in posers!
you think the way you lives ok
you think posing will save your day
outkast
gasoline dreams
dont everybody like the smell of gasoline?
~~
youth full of fire aint got nowhere to go, nowhere to go
blamegame
So put your hand up if you remember the Juice Crew
They don't make em' like they used to
This supposed to be the new school?
Your guns are aimless, songs are nameless
How long you been famous?
~~
You could never learn how to ride a bike without balance
So what's the point of trying to grab the mic without talents
free or dead
So here I am, trying to be the man, right?
Using my gun to see at night sleeping with my flashlight
In the afterlife I hope the AC works
So while I wait well I'm a pass out and taste this curve
And she attacked with flirts, smacked my nerves
Wearin' that black skirt
Got my nature so hard it made my back hurt
I cracked a smirk cuz I was dumb and drunk
she gave wink and a smile and dropped a quarter in my cup
man, people are kinda odd so I keep my eyebrow raised
I only hear the words for what they mean, know what I mean?
and I do believe in God cuz I keep comin across all these fine women
with low self esteem, you know what I mean.
I've got attention deficet, I've got the bedroom eyes
I've the storms in my head, I've got my telephone voice
I've got to make a decision of whether I live or die
I'd rather just run cuz either way it's one hell of a choice
now I'm giving back everything they gave me, not a damn thing
it'll take me more than a good DJ to save me, and I'm not dancing
I can't seem to make up my bed, much less my mind
so I'm a take another puff to my head, and press rewind
I wish this car had cruise control, so I could rest my legs
I've got this itch to prove my soul, and test my fate
doing hunny in a sixty five, got stopped by a copper
caught, spotted, and radared by a chopper
Wisconsin style!, over the limit by forty miles
Watch me smile, cuz I ain't been around here for a long while
grabbed my paper, gave her thanks?, have a nice day
yo, word of advice, trade the doughnuts in and gets some rice cakes
back to my travels, running from my shadows
passin hitchhikers and bikers honkin the horn harrasin the cattle
hair back sticking to the seat, sweat drippin from the heat
diggin through a cooler of gruel, I'm looking for something to eat
yo, there's a Hardee's at the next stop
don't wanna, but I need ta'
cuz I'm craving something to chase the taste of this tequila
sad clown
"Hey daddy tell me why the clown is crying."
"Well son he's got the task of cheering up the ill and dying.
On top of that everybody thinks that he's insane.
Can't fathom why he'd wanna ease their pain."
~~
So throw your hands in the air..
oh Im sorry you cant, your wearing a straight-jacket
ice cube
ghetto vet
fool im a vet you could bet
that i could dance under water and not get wet.
n.e.r.d.
rock star
****in posers!
you think the way you lives ok
you think posing will save your day
outkast
gasoline dreams
dont everybody like the smell of gasoline?
~~
youth full of fire aint got nowhere to go, nowhere to go
The less we know...the more they fabricate...the easier it is to sell souls
An addictive 24 hour candle light vigil in TVs.
Freedom WILL be defended...at the cost of civil liberties.
Viewers are glued to television screens. Stuck...'cause lots of things seem too sick.
I use opportunities to pluck heart strings for theme music.
So get your tanks and load your guns and hold your sons in a family huddle,
Because even if we win this tug of war and even the score...humanity struggles.
There's a desperate need of blood for what's been uncovered under the rubble,
Some of them dug for answers in the mess...but the rest were looking for trouble.
An addictive 24 hour candle light vigil in TVs.
Freedom WILL be defended...at the cost of civil liberties.
Viewers are glued to television screens. Stuck...'cause lots of things seem too sick.
I use opportunities to pluck heart strings for theme music.
So get your tanks and load your guns and hold your sons in a family huddle,
Because even if we win this tug of war and even the score...humanity struggles.
There's a desperate need of blood for what's been uncovered under the rubble,
Some of them dug for answers in the mess...but the rest were looking for trouble.
see im a little bit jaded by a lot of what i see
so if your still interested come get at me
becuase im tired of getting shot down, put down and dissed
i wanna be picked up held tight and kissed.
but things like this dont happen to dudes like me
becuase im more cold play than i am ice t
they say that good girls like bad guys and that might be
but a bad girl with a good guy is unlikely
so whats a man to do to chill with you?
do i stand hard talk **** and hang with my crew?
i dont know what to do so i drown in my drink
becuase when i start to think about
eyes get clouded
thoughts get crowded so im gonna sit right here and wait for you to talk about it
-murs "the pain"-3:16- one of the best lp's ever
all of sage francis make shift patriot
no rappers need clearnece just to sample jingle bells
what the hell?
-cunninlinguists -seasons
smoke more trees than the slash and burn technique
binary star
you got hip hop and you got hip pop
-binary star
this is how i represent
i rock the mic 110 percent
its intement
i keep the party moving like an imigrant
-binary again
the whole song meters by heiuruspecs
so if your still interested come get at me
becuase im tired of getting shot down, put down and dissed
i wanna be picked up held tight and kissed.
but things like this dont happen to dudes like me
becuase im more cold play than i am ice t
they say that good girls like bad guys and that might be
but a bad girl with a good guy is unlikely
so whats a man to do to chill with you?
do i stand hard talk **** and hang with my crew?
i dont know what to do so i drown in my drink
becuase when i start to think about
eyes get clouded
thoughts get crowded so im gonna sit right here and wait for you to talk about it
-murs "the pain"-3:16- one of the best lp's ever
all of sage francis make shift patriot
no rappers need clearnece just to sample jingle bells
what the hell?
-cunninlinguists -seasons
smoke more trees than the slash and burn technique
binary star
you got hip hop and you got hip pop
-binary star
this is how i represent
i rock the mic 110 percent
its intement
i keep the party moving like an imigrant
-binary again
the whole song meters by heiuruspecs
don't take a sh*t from no white gringo!
hell no!
punto!
- random indian guy rapping at the end of red hot by jurassic 5
hell no!
punto!
- random indian guy rapping at the end of red hot by jurassic 5
"I f***ed a girl in the assh*le at white castle"
Took her to the back room, about to jack
Cold trailed the b!tch, with a gun in her back
I said,"lay down, and unbutton your bra!'
They were the biggest titties that a nigga ever saw
I said, "damn", then the air got thinner
Only thought in my mind, was goin' up in her
The suspense was makin' me sick
She pulled her panties down, and the b!tch had a D!CK!
I said,"damn!", and dropped the gat from my hand
What I thought was a b!tch, was nothin' but a man
Put the gat to his leg, all the way up his skirt
Because this was one fagg@t that I had to hurt
Sooo
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Easy E, "Nobody Move"
Cold trailed the b!tch, with a gun in her back
I said,"lay down, and unbutton your bra!'
They were the biggest titties that a nigga ever saw
I said, "damn", then the air got thinner
Only thought in my mind, was goin' up in her
The suspense was makin' me sick
She pulled her panties down, and the b!tch had a D!CK!
I said,"damn!", and dropped the gat from my hand
What I thought was a b!tch, was nothin' but a man
Put the gat to his leg, all the way up his skirt
Because this was one fagg@t that I had to hurt
Sooo
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Easy E, "Nobody Move"
"**** my bitches **** **** bitches... nigga bitches ****... **** **** mother ****er."
Classic.Took her to the back room, about to jack
Cold trailed the b!tch, with a gun in her back
I said,"lay down, and unbutton your bra!'
They were the biggest titties that a nigga ever saw
I said, "damn", then the air got thinner
Only thought in my mind, was goin' up in her
The suspense was makin' me sick
She pulled her panties down, and the b!tch had a D!CK!
I said,"damn!", and dropped the gat from my hand
What I thought was a b!tch, was nothin' but a man
Put the gat to his leg, all the way up his skirt
Because this was one fagg@t that I had to hurt
Sooo
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Easy E, "Nobody Move"
Give up the pu$$y soon
All I want is a little womb
Or get your groupie a$$ out my hotel room
Easy E, "Automobile"
All I want is a little womb
Or get your groupie a$$ out my hotel room
Easy E, "Automobile"
"In this corner with the 'Ninetyeight'
Subject of suckers, object of hate"
"If miuzy wasn't heavy I'd probably fire it
I'd make you walk the plank if I was a pirate
If they made me a King, I would be a tyrant
If you want to get me, go ahead and try it"
Subject of suckers, object of hate"
"If miuzy wasn't heavy I'd probably fire it
I'd make you walk the plank if I was a pirate
If they made me a King, I would be a tyrant
If you want to get me, go ahead and try it"
got my pistol point cocked
ready to link shots non-stop till i see your monkey ass drop
and yet your homies know who done it
cause when it comes to this gansta sh!t
you motherfvckers know who run it
ready to link shots non-stop till i see your monkey ass drop
and yet your homies know who done it
cause when it comes to this gansta sh!t
you motherfvckers know who run it
That's when the horses went buckwild
One of them shouted out
"You fraudulent pigs, we know your f*cking style!"
Dead Prez - Animal in Man
One of them shouted out
"You fraudulent pigs, we know your f*cking style!"
Dead Prez - Animal in Man
Ronald Reagan came up to me and said, 'Do you have the answer
To the United States economy and a cure for cancer?'
I said -- What are you doin in the White House if you're not sellin cocaine?
Ask your wife, Nancy Reagan, I know she'll spit that game
Like one night, she came to my house, and gave me a blow job
She licked my dick, up and down, like it was corn on the cob
too short - cusswords
To the United States economy and a cure for cancer?'
I said -- What are you doin in the White House if you're not sellin cocaine?
Ask your wife, Nancy Reagan, I know she'll spit that game
Like one night, she came to my house, and gave me a blow job
She licked my dick, up and down, like it was corn on the cob
too short - cusswords
"a Dog, a cat, a mouse, a rat, a fly that won't die, and a little gnat.
Perfection" RunDMC or Fatboys, I can't seem to recall.
"I did it like this, I did it like that, I did it with a wiffle ball bat" Paul Revere's ride - Beasties
Perfection" RunDMC or Fatboys, I can't seem to recall.
"I did it like this, I did it like that, I did it with a wiffle ball bat" Paul Revere's ride - Beasties
"so I grab my dick and say OH MY GOD THATS THE FUNKY ****"
Roots Down- The beastie boys
"Its a southside revival hold your hands high let your arms be the pillars that be holding up the sky, I've heard a few heads say that hop is dead, no its not its just malnurished and underfed"
southside revival- blue scholars
Also let me just say that there is a difference between "rap" and "hip hop". So IMHO notorious BIG, eminem, Dr. Dre, Tupac, and the likes are not "hip hop" artists, they are "rap" artists.
Roots Down- The beastie boys
"Its a southside revival hold your hands high let your arms be the pillars that be holding up the sky, I've heard a few heads say that hop is dead, no its not its just malnurished and underfed"
southside revival- blue scholars
Also let me just say that there is a difference between "rap" and "hip hop". So IMHO notorious BIG, eminem, Dr. Dre, Tupac, and the likes are not "hip hop" artists, they are "rap" artists.
Dinner...you ate it, there is none left.
It was salty (with butter) and it was death
You proceded to eat it , cause you was in the mood
But hope you did not read, it was a can of dog food.
You B illin....RunDMC
It was salty (with butter) and it was death
You proceded to eat it , cause you was in the mood
But hope you did not read, it was a can of dog food.
You B illin....RunDMC
All you Trekkies and TV addicts,
dont mean to dis dont mean to bring static
All you Klingons in your grandmas house
grab your backstreet friend and get loud
Beastie Boys from Check it Out
dont mean to dis dont mean to bring static
All you Klingons in your grandmas house
grab your backstreet friend and get loud
Beastie Boys from Check it Out
'create rap music 'cuz i never dug disco'
State is not an ocean, not an island, not a road
If I don't know where I come from
How do I know where to go?
It's not where you're from, not where you're at
It's where your going... and I am going home
Sage Francis, Runaways
Sage Francis Lyrics
Crackpipes Lyrics
[random sample]
All the peeps said I wouldn't laugh
Don't make me laugh, don't make me laugh
[Sage Francis]
I'd give a twenty one gunshot salute
With a toy rifle you bought me but it won't shoot
And all is well because there's been one too many shots
The sterile robots want to talk to me about Detox
Stop the presses, there's been an update
Delivered via 1:30 AM phone call
When an only half-informative sauce talks discretely
Meet me-- at the family room at the side of the Intensive Care Unit
Immediately, I'll carry a tune
The sirens so loud, can't hear my music
Keep free-- of negative thoughts, everything'll be fine
We all assume... That it would go back to the way things were
That it would go back to normal soon
Saw the moon in a way that I never seen it before
When I looked up that night into the sky wondering why
Lookin' for answers, guess I ain't ask right
I'm guessin most of yall out there know exactly what that's like
What that's like, now tell me what's that like?
It's like a whirlwind of emotions occurs when moms and dads fight
It's like when a girl grins, an emotion of hers
That holds your arm, and grabs tight
Hurl him into the ocean, one of them cold sweat heat flash types
With extreme fluctuations and temperature changes
Have been known to crack pipes...
...crack pipes...crack pipes...
Meet me-- half way in a gold, extra length just to help your strength
Meet me-- at the AA meeting, needing to take more then 12 steps
Bring me to your hiding place, so I can face your vice grip
I'll chisel every single monkey off your back with this ice pick
Come meet up with me on the sidelines when the game is over
Just to say hello, then afterwards, backstage
To let me know that you enjoyed the show
And go to grandma's house for Sunday dinner
Sit at the table take away the fatal flaw
you made the day before, I seen you bleed
Meet me-- on Christmas Eve, we can fight but make up before you leave
Make peace with the rest of those that rest in pieces on my dreams
Meet me at the fork in the road where lost souls get decisive
Meet me at the crossroads so I can have someone to walk into the light with
If I don't know where I come from
How do I know where to go?
It's not where you're from, not where you're at
It's where your going... and I am going home
Sage Francis, Runaways
Sage Francis Lyrics
Crackpipes Lyrics
[random sample]
All the peeps said I wouldn't laugh
Don't make me laugh, don't make me laugh
[Sage Francis]
I'd give a twenty one gunshot salute
With a toy rifle you bought me but it won't shoot
And all is well because there's been one too many shots
The sterile robots want to talk to me about Detox
Stop the presses, there's been an update
Delivered via 1:30 AM phone call
When an only half-informative sauce talks discretely
Meet me-- at the family room at the side of the Intensive Care Unit
Immediately, I'll carry a tune
The sirens so loud, can't hear my music
Keep free-- of negative thoughts, everything'll be fine
We all assume... That it would go back to the way things were
That it would go back to normal soon
Saw the moon in a way that I never seen it before
When I looked up that night into the sky wondering why
Lookin' for answers, guess I ain't ask right
I'm guessin most of yall out there know exactly what that's like
What that's like, now tell me what's that like?
It's like a whirlwind of emotions occurs when moms and dads fight
It's like when a girl grins, an emotion of hers
That holds your arm, and grabs tight
Hurl him into the ocean, one of them cold sweat heat flash types
With extreme fluctuations and temperature changes
Have been known to crack pipes...
...crack pipes...crack pipes...
Meet me-- half way in a gold, extra length just to help your strength
Meet me-- at the AA meeting, needing to take more then 12 steps
Bring me to your hiding place, so I can face your vice grip
I'll chisel every single monkey off your back with this ice pick
Come meet up with me on the sidelines when the game is over
Just to say hello, then afterwards, backstage
To let me know that you enjoyed the show
And go to grandma's house for Sunday dinner
Sit at the table take away the fatal flaw
you made the day before, I seen you bleed
Meet me-- on Christmas Eve, we can fight but make up before you leave
Make peace with the rest of those that rest in pieces on my dreams
Meet me at the fork in the road where lost souls get decisive
Meet me at the crossroads so I can have someone to walk into the light with
My favorate ryme EVER is by RBL posse
knick knack patty wack
give a b!tch a crack sack
knick knack patty wack
give a b!tch a crack sack