Geniale Teksten

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Op zaterdag 7 december 2002 21:45 schreef Reddiablo het volgende:

A tout le monde vind ik ook wel een aardige tekst... die me zo te binnen schiet als nummer

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Wat me nu eigenlijk te binnen schiet is het nummer Victory, waarin de tekst is opgebouwd uit tracknamen. Geniale vondst

Victory (Megadeth)

Now, one day I started telling everyone that
Killing Is My Business.. and I was hung like a Martyr
For Looking Down The Cross my Skull Beneath The Skin
Prophesied Last Rites/Loved To Death my friends
The I started seeing Bad Omens will I Wake Up Dead?
If I Ain't Superstitious then this won't mean a Thing
But some crazy shit has happened since The Conjuring

Had fingers in my eyes, had needles in my veins
A knife right through my heart, I am a victory

Came Anarchy to Set The World A Fire
Pain of Hook In Mouth , In My Darkest Hour
Corruption of the world Peace Sells... But Nobody's Bying
Ignorant Religion Holy Wars and the dying, yeah by the Skin Of My Teeth
This Was My Life , Foreclosure Of My Dreams
May the past Rust In Peace In Hangar 18
And Countdown To Extinction
Just be a bad dream
Lucretia said...

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Op zaterdag 7 december 2002 22:01 schreef Reddiablo het volgende:

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Mooi gejat inderdaad.

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Op zondag 8 december 2002 01:20 schreef Da_Sandman het volgende:

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Erg he. Maar mooi gejat is niet lelijk.
In het Nederlands is het nou eenmaal mooi, niet muggeziften dus. Maar je bent overigens wel stoer dat je dat allemaal weet hoor.

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Ik heb ook een hekel aan Acda en de Munnik, daarom is het prettig om ze af en toe te kunnen bekritiseren. Maar ze hebben absoluut goeie teksten.

It makes you blind, it does you in
It makes you think youre pretty tough
It makes you prone to crime and sin
It makes you say things off the cuff
Its very small and made of glass
And grossly overadvertised
It turns a genius to an ass
And makes a fool think he is wise
It could you make you regret your birth
Or turn cartwheels in your best suit
It costs a lot more than its worth
And yet there is no substitute
They keep it on the higher shelf
The older and more pure it grows
It has no color in itself
But it can make you see rainbows
You can find it on the Bowery
Or you can find it at Elaines
It makes your words more flowery
It makes the sun shine, makes it rain
You just get out what they put in
And they never put in enough
Love is like a bottle of gin
But a bottle of gin is not like love

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Beat me, hate me
You can never break me
Will me, thrill me
You can never kill me
Do me, Sue me
Everybody do me
Kick me, strike me
Don't you black or white me

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Tell me what has become of my life
I have a wife and two children who love me
I am the victim of police brutality, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of hate
You're rapin' me of my pride
Oh, for God's sake
I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy...
Set me free

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
trepidation, speculation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
black man, black mail
Throw your brother in jail

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Tell me what has become of my rights
Am I invisible because you ignore me?
Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of shame
They're throwing me in a class with a bad name
I can't believe this is the land from which I came
You know I do really hate to say it
The government don't wanna see
But if Roosevelt was livin'
He wouldn't let this be, no, no

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, speculation
Everybody litigation
Beat me, bash me
You can never trash me
Hit me, kick me
You can never get me

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Some things in life they just don't wanna see
But if Martin Luther was livin'
He wouldn't let this be

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, segregation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Kick me, strike me
Don't you wrong or right me

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

En gelijk hadtie...

Information begins the gathering
starting the pattern and stargate towards Saturn
between the eye socket is where I will build my sky rocket
you don't need any passport, all you need is a thought
suddenly, the soul becomes hot as coal
the flame blows from out my brain holes like a volcano
the brain begins to process as we start the conquest
from out the physical bondage, the thought
launches, voyaging 144 billion light years through the shadows of your imaginination
now open your eyes do you see the flaming arrows aiming at pharoahs inhibitions
as we begin-racing like a sparrow through the narrow population
seeking purification, the destination is the holy land, of Bethlehem
I eat lamb with Abraham and break bread with the son of man
so slowly, hold these hands and stretch forth from the skies like a rubber band
as I begin to step you above the land out of the atmosphere
don't look back why, cause we're almost there
just try to prepare and adapt to the air pressure
now we searching for the mental treasure (pleasure)
beyond the measure of yards
you can't comprehend to god or to distance between stars
pick up quasars inside the radar
as we're going far past any astronaut
moving so fast in this aircraft
everything we pass get hot, from the take-off
the blast turns glass into rocks
at last my supreme task was to no longer walk on green grass
till I become a beam of gas
and travel through a extreme draft
unable, to be picked up through cable (through cable)
out of the reach of all manner of sky examiners, heaven scanners,
giant antennas, high tech space cameras
or evidence in any cemetry or obituary
not found in any library or dictionary or encyclopedia or media
I'm in star mode, with the discipline of dahmo, I broke the U.S. bar code
now I'm on Allah's road to journey, into the realms of the cosmos
where only god knows or goesl, blow like a UFO
to give up my work clothes, only to glow with a holy robe
and explode through the mysterious black holes
deep warp the outer zone, without a phone, to the unknown
to sit on my throne alone (Heavy Mental)
I'm the pilot on galactical plain of knowledge the culture
my sculpture, lights up the ultra violet
so you could see my brain is symbolic, to a palace
therefore I keep my hair stylish, my flesh solid
my teeth polished, next stage, examin my x-ray
take notes for your essay, and let my casette play for longer than a decade
as we begin to blaze, through the milky ways
repenting from our filthy ways, replenish for our guilty days
the eyeballs, swell up the size of eggs, beyond dreamland
wing span, 7 feet, between the eyes is the beak
destination of the ride, is to reach is the peak, angelic landscape
takes the physical man behind the hidden gates of space
ultimate escapes as we go at a phenomenal rate
as we cruise going into magnitude
as we break up into a multitude of molecules
going through a long hollow tube with a scholars view
as, we wearing the white garment, passing sound waves
that's supersonic, passing the comets, star clusters
changing my physical structure, till my lips begin to pucker
kissing Christ at the last supper
grabbing a brass cup of wine (Heavy Mental)
I feel myself getting older, sitting on my sofa
in the position like yoga, till my mind passes over
the solar system, my wisdom nova, I am the controller
I begin to loosen up my shoulders forming each joint
into the suns 8 points, then I, begin to rise like helium
escape in the milleniumm, two thousand
meditating to the soft note of a violin
I've been on Mars, building the holy synagogue
for the royal seminars, long before they had the renaissance
there existed a hebrew lodge (Heavy Mental)
a phenomenon from out of the matrix
the world looks at me with envy and hatred
just because I appear to them half naked
rising into a spaceship
with an arm full of solid gold bracelets
a phenomenon from out of the matrix (Heavy Mental)
now the only time (Heavy Mental)
the only time you should catch.. (Heavy Mental)
only time, you could have
jet lag is if your cassette drag.. (Heavy Mental)
rock a by ? (Heavy Mental)
yo, just chill (Heavy Mental)
stop the tape (Heavy Mental)
(STOP IT!) Heavy Mental

Hier stroomt het bier
Het schuim der natie
dat zie je hier
Hier wordt het feest
Van de wanhoop gevierd
En het is zolang geleden
Maar nu ben ik weer hier

Vanaf de dag
Dat ik weg ben gegaan
Heb ik mezelf
In het spotligt zien staan
Ik keek naar een vreemde
Ik stond aan de kant
De glimlach op foto's
Was altijd verkrampt

Maarhier stroomt het bier
En ik ben niet gemaakt
Voor het recht van de sterken
Ik ben een verliezer
In mijn beste momenten
Dus laat me maar drinken
Dan verlies ik me hier...

...Stroomt het bier
Ik drink me zoals vroeger
Naar de ochtend toe
Ik weet niet hoeveel vrienden
In de storm ik heb verloren
Maar één is er gebleven
En dat is misschien genoeg

Ik heb zoveel te vertellen
Over wat ik heb gezien
De vedettes van het volk
Die zichzelf zo graag zien
Het circus van de waanzin
De klippen en de rotsen
Ik zag ik zong
Ik overwon en
Ik moest kotsen

Ik ging mee met het circus
En voor ik het wist
Was ik alleen nog
Een naam en een gezicht
En langzaam word
Wat een ander in je ziet
Een naam en een gezicht
Meer ben ik niet

Kijk, daar in de hoek
Van de kroeg zit een man
In slaap gevallen
Met het glas in zijn hand
Te dronken om te voelen
Wat hij niet voelen wil
Hier zijn we samen
En thuis is het stil

We speelden ooit verstoppertje
In de pauze op het plein
We hadden grote dromen
Want we waren toen nog klein

De ene werd een voetballer
De ander werd een held
We geloofden in de toekomst
Want de meester had verteld

Jullie kunnen alles worden
Als je maar je huiswerk kent
Maar je moet geduldig wachten
Tot je later groter bent

Is dit nou later
Is dit nou later als je groot bent
Een diploma vol met leugens
Waarop staat dat je volwassen bent
Is dit nou later
Is dit nou later als je groot bent
Ik snap geen donder van het leven
Ik weet nog steeds niet wie ik ben
Is dit nou later

We spelen nog verstoppertje
Maar niet meer op het plein
En de meeste zijn geworden
Wat ze toen niet wilde zijn

We zijn allemaal volwassen
Wie niet weg is gezien
En ik zou die hele choas
Nu toch helder moeten zien

Maar ik zie geen hand voor ogen
En het donker maakt me bang
Mamma, mamma...
Mag het licht aan op de gang

Is dit nou later
Is dit nou later als je groot bent
Een diploma vol met leugens
Waarop staat dat je de waarheid kent
Is dit nou later
Is dit nou later als je groot bent
Ik snap geen donder van het leven
Ik weet nog steeds niet wie ik ben
Is dit nou later

Father I have killed many angels,
I think.
I will now walk in the sea.
I hope you will someday forgive me
Please moor
my empty boat on a pier

I can blame for the blue blood that runs in my veins.
But I seem to forget that we are all the same.

In your own blaze of hate you've spawn a fear in many lifes
You've taken action thinking it was all said on the sings.
You cannot heal the feeling burning deep inside your spine
You now collapse, cave in revealing scabby marks of life

Mother I've seen too much, I hate to live my life.
Forgot every word you told me, stubborn little child, (angel of your life)
I have to find my Eden now, the gates I left behind.
But the pain will remain.
No power to gain.

Now I have time to dwell on, self awareness, dreadful crime.
I saw the colors too bright, not knowing that I was blind.
I slayed a man who took a chance and drank the forbidden wine.
The map I draw reveals that I have been complete, machine, in team.

Father I've seen too much, I hate to live my life.
Forgot every word you told me, stubborn little child, (angel of your life)
I have to find my Eden now, the gates I left behind.
The pain will remain.
No power to gain.

Mother where's your son.
When has this begun'
Who has been the fool'

No one was born to be a servant or a slave.
Who you tell me the color of the rain'
In the world that we live on, the lies said and done
They can well overrun
the power of one.

No one was born to be a slave etc.

To live and let die
To give hope and take life
Is that what you're here for'

To think you are right
To make sure it won't fly
Is a making of a hate crime

In the homes of the brave,
In the homes of the land slaves,
We are all the same

I need to believe.
There's more than the eye can see
All colors of rainbow.

No one was born to be a slave
Seek the past and place the blame
Tell me the color of the rain
No one was born to be a master

In the land we live, we die
praise the oneness, praise the lie
To bind a web around the faker
We will need a true
Rainmaker

"Children of Abel, Children of Cain
Can live in harmony, without shame
The keys that I grant thee, The Sacret Land
Are dry desert sand on the palm of your hand
Without the water, the wisdom of past
Will run through your fingers, forgotten so fast
Thus now when I leave you, I'm truly blind
This blindness, this blessing, the hope of mankind..."

Took her in
Dropped a line
Turned me on
(I travel I travel)
We never leave each other 'cause we leave each other so cold
Makes it melt away

The easy part is taking yourself in
Its wartime every time
Shot away

Wipe the smile from your face
Its getting in the way
Its wartime every time
She cut me a line and she turned me on
She made it cool
You couldnt do it if you wanted to
(Believe me believe me)

Its wartime every time
Small talk every time
Its my favourite chloroform
Its pill talk every time
Get it out the way
Friction wound
Shot away

Ricochet
We're like identical twins
Sucking on the same teat
Spitting out the same things
(I travel far, I travel far)
Its wartime every time
Small talk every time
Its my favourite chloroform
Its pillow talk every time
Get it out the way
Friction wound
Ricochet

Lineem up and knockem down
Shot away
A shot away
A shot away
A shot away

I'm crowded when I'm gone
I live here to seep thru this song
Hey la
I can't go on
I'm lost
I'll be there running on & off
Hey la
And when you reach that point
You're a wall
And when you bleed sight
You receive a call
Oh please take us
We're wrong
We live now to relive on & on
Place my paces
Pave my way
We only remain
The same way as the sounds on a tape
And when you draw a line
It goes where you want
And when shadows step ahead of you
They start and stop
With these riches we walk & walk
We give to this time all that we got
We play it this way cuz this is how we feel
It means so much to me when the pretend becomes real

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Op zondag 21 april 2002 22:27 schreef Revian het volgende:
Echt een geniale tekst, beschrijft ook nog enigzins hoe ik me nu voel:

Hey zanger zing je liedje maar, maar weet dat ik het weet!
Al zing je nog zo ingeleefd, een ander schreef je leed!
Ik hoor je woorden zweven, uit elke winkel in de stad,
Maar het klinkt me niet alsof je net zo'n lief als ik had heb gehad!

Hey zanger zeg het spijt me!
Vergeet wat ik net zei,
Want waar ik je van beschuldig slaat meteen weer terug op mij!
Wat kon ik lekker zingen van de pijn die aan me vrat!
Tot dat zij m'n woorden waarheid gaf, de liefste lief die ik ooit
had mij nou verteld dat echt verdriet zo voelen zou!
Had ik't allang voorkomen ha'k gezegd ik ook van jou!
Pas als het je gebeurd is, dan alleen begrijp je dat!
Als je net zo'n lief als ik had, lief als ik had heb gehad!

Ze kon zich geven als een meisje, kon je nemen als een vrouw,
Ze huilde met de film mee, als de regiseur dat wou,
Ze kon je gedachte vangen in een achteloze zin,
En ze rookte als een zeerover, danste als een zigeunerin!

En zeven lange jaren maakte zij mijn liedjes licht,
Pas nu ze is vertrokken krijgen ze wat meer gewicht,
Hey zanger, weetje wat het is, en misschien is het wel dat,
Dat ze hier nogsteeds geweesd zou zijn als ze net zo'n lief als ik had had gehad!

Zo'n Lief Als Ik Had - Acda & de Munnik

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On yeah, Oh yeah
Open wide and they'll shove in
Their meaning of life
Oh yeah, Oh yeah
But not for me I'll do it on my own
Oh yeah, Oh yeah
Open wide and swallow their meaning of life
I can't make it work your way
Thanks but no thanks

By the way
I know your path has been tried and so
It may seem like the way to go
Me, I'd rather be found
Trying something new
And the bottom line
In all of this seems to say
There's no right and wrong way
Sorry if I don't feel like
Living the way you do

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Op donderdag 5 december 2002 23:26 schreef sweek het volgende:
Smallfilm

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Die is zo goed

Lick a camel's ass
Lick a moose's dick
Suck my doggy's cock
Suck a honey badger's ass
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck a race horse's bootyhole
Suck a snow leopard's ass
Suck a castapediors dick
Suck my Doberman Pinscher's cock
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck a cliff springer's dick
Suck a llama's balls
Suck a jackass's dick
Suck a buffalo's ass fucking jerk
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Rock over London
Rock on Chicago
Goose Island, it's Chicago's crab brewer

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Op woensdag 26 maart 2003 16:11 schreef EdSchouten het volgende:
smalfilm
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Die wou ik ook posten

Die is zo goed

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"...ik ken een raadsel over eenzaamheid
en het gaat als volgt
wat doet pijn en telt voor twee..'

[Dit bericht is gewijzigd door aphx op 27-03-2003 02:26]

Talk, it's only talk
Arguments, agreements, advice, answers,
Articulate announcements
It's only talk

Talk, it's only talk
Babble, burble, banter, bicker bicker bicker
Brouhaha, boulderdash, ballyhoo
It's only talk
Back talk

Talk talk talk, it's only talk
Comments, cliches, commentary, controversy
Chatter, chit-chat, chit-chat, chit-chat,
Conversation, contradiction, criticism
It's only talk
Cheap talk

Talk, talk, it's only talk
Debates, discussions
These are words with a D this time
Dialogue, dualogue, diatribe,
Dissention, declamation
Double talk, double talk

Talk, talk, it's all talk
Too much talk
Small talk
Talk that trash
Expressions, editorials, expugnations, exclamations, enfadulations
It's all talk
Elephant talk, elephant talk, elephant talk

If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
Drying in the color of the evening sun
Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay

Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime's argument
That nothing comes from violence
and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are
How fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are
How fragile we are

It seems that the vicious circle can never be broken through

The hopeful ones gathered their strength to achieve the apparent impossible
but all plans seem to be in vain

As a soldier of Allah hes an example
for the others on his bloody way to immortality

It seems that the vicious circle can never be broken through
Because old wounds are reopened every time

This Intifada as a device to thwart the peace negotiations

He can rely on a reward in the hereafter
Eternal paradise awaits him

Pugnacity
With our blood
Show no mercy
With our soul
Die for heaven
An eye for an eye
Burn to let them...
Suffer for all their actions

We will not move an inch
They wont play in our hands
We will not tolerate those who defy

We will not hesitate
To start an attack if,
you undermine the agreement

Let them suffer
Stop to let them suffer!

after forever - forlorn hope

SIMON

catch your breath
hit the wall
scream out loud
as you start to crawl
back in your cage
the only place
where they will
leave you alone
cause the weak will seek the weaker till they've broken them
could you get it back again
would it be the same
fulfillment to their lack of strength at your expense
left you with no defense
they tore it down

and I have felt the same
as you I've felt the same
as you I've felt the same

locked inside
the only place
where you feel sheltered
where you feel safe
you lost yourself
in your search to find
something else to hide behind
cause the fearful always preyed upon your confidence
didn't they see the consequence
they pushed you around
the arrogant build kingdoms made of the different ones
breaking them till they've become
just another crown

and I have felt the same
as you I've felt the same
as you I've felt the same
as you I've felt the same

refuse to feel
anything at all
refuse to slip
refuse to fall
can't be weak
can't stand still
watch your back
cause no one will

you don't know why they had to go this far
traded your worth for these scars
for your only company
and don't believe the lies that they have told to you
not one word was true
you're alright
you're alright
you're alright

and I have felt the same
as you I've felt the same
as you I've felt the same
as you I've felt the same

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I've never been played by a ho!
If the bitch is acting stupid,
She's got to go!
Some mutherfuckers [missadden']
If she fucks with me, I'ma kick her little monkey ass!
See you hoes got it wrong!
Think that if some Nigga says he loves you he ain't strong.
Girl you taking shit the wrong way.
And I can tell right now. It's gonna be a long day!
I got to educate you brothers
If the bitch won't give up the plate
then fuck her!
Move along to the next trick.
See I'm teh type of guy who tells a girl
"suck dick!"
And if she ain't suckin'
That's a waste of time
conversation and my fuckin'
I'll just put my fuckin pants on
And tell the idiotic freak
to take her tramp ass home!

You see I don't need a dumbie!
I need a bitch to like nuts
until my dick is coming
And after this she'll earn her glow
Just call me the gangster of love.

I like bitches
All kinds of bitches,

To take off my shirt
and pull down my britches
If she has big tities
I'll squeeze them and hold'em
As she sucks my dick and licks my scrotum
If she's got another friend then I'll fuck her too
Together we can play a game of swi-cha-ru
I ain't the type who gets all mushy
I like to sit back
and watch them eat each other's pussy!
Weak people might say I'm insane
But that's the other damn love of the game
I'll turn your sister out if you fuck with me
You want to know my name???

Bitches look at me like I'm a faker
Knowiung goddamn well
I'm a mutherfuckin heartbreaker!
I'll have them crying for months
Cause I done fucked their best friends
and put a whipping on their cunts
They have their mothers to call
But if you don't fucked one mom
Then you done fucked them all
And I really don't give a fuck
Cause if your mother give up the pussy
she's fucked
And I really don't give a fuck
A pussy fuckin' gangster!
goddamn!
Six different hoes a night
I use lubricated rubbers
To make the pussy feel right
Better to be safe than be a vicitm
I put the pussy in its place
Before I nut
I pull it out into the face
And tell the bitch to keep licking
And prepare herself for another ruthless dicking
And when I'm done--straight to the tub
Just call me the gangster of love.

I'm a mutherfucker
I put a bitch through a test.
If she don't pass, she don't get blessed!
If the test consist of
fuckin my whole crew
Bitch, goddamnit that's what you gotta do.
You say you want to be down with Willie-D
But yet you find it difficult to listen to me
Everytime you fuck up and miss a class
I'ma put my goddamn foot in your ass
ANd if your father wants to buck up
I'll beat the wrinkles out the old mutherfucker
I'll treat a bitch like a queen,
But she's got to realize that I'm the goddamn king
Some jealous punk in town
Told my girl I was fucking around and she's still down.
To do the same
Yo've got to have game
You want to know my name???

[side]
say ak
you what's up Dee
All the hoes mad 'cause we ain't paying for the pussy fighting over their asses
and shit! Yup that's that other level of the game again.
Damn straight!
While we on the subject of hoes, whatever happened to the hoe you used to fuck
named Cathy???

[song again...]
Ok Cathy
That hoe was hot.
The first peace of pussy that I ever got!
She fucked me till I was coming
Put her nuts in my mouth
and started humming
I said shit comense the checking
She started scratching my dill-bag
and said hold up a second.
Turned me over on my back.
Opened up my butt cheecks
and started licking up my asshole
That's why I guess that I'm the gangster
And Kathleen Johnson sweetheart
I'd like to thank you
Little hoes out there are getting stuck,
by niggas like me and we really don't give a fuck!
Big-ass titties are the sexy switch
Whatever you get, you deserved it bitch!

See ummm,
I like to take'em st.
Pretend I lovem
and dog their motherfuckin ass.
Like for instance ms. "p"
The bitch ran a game
and tried to fuck over me
But I sensed it in the making
talking about she's pregnant
From me or that Jamaican???
She said me of course
So I drug her little ass
Like a mutherfuckin horse.
That's what you get for tryna play me
I'll kick the bitch
right dead in the ass
If she ever says we
made a kid when I make it
I'll grab her vile her mutherfuckin' neck
and try to break it!
Cause I knew I wore a fucking glove
You know who you fuckin with bitch???

quote:

Immortal Technique -- Dance With The Devil

I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
his primary concern, was making a million
being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
he used to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams
a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
nigga never had a father and his mom was a feen
she put the pipe down, but forever yeah she was sober
her sons heart simultaneously grew colder
he started hanging out selling bags in the projects
checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
he was fascinated by material objects
but he understood money never bought respect
he build a reputation cause he could hustle and steal
but got locked once it didn't hesitate to squeal
so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real
you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal
I dont project my insurecurity's at other people
he feeded for props like addicts with pipes and needles
so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
a fever minded young man with infinite potetial
the product of a ghetto breed capatalistic mental
coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed

[Hook]
Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
you propably only did a month for minor offences
ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
but then again there's always the wicked at new and advanced
dance forever with the devil on a code cell block
but thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot

[Verse 2]
So Billy started robbing niggaz, anything he could do
he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew
starting fights over little shit, up on the block
stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
working overtime for making money for the crack spot
hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
for filling the scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
tired of the block niggaz treating him the same
he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
but when he tried to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love
they told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
any bitch nigga with a gun, can bust slugs
any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood
even Puffy smoked the motherfucker up in a club
but only a real thug can stab someone till they die
standing in front of them, starring straight into their eyes
Billy realized that these men were well guarded
and they wanted to test him, before business started
suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold hearted
so now he had a choice between going back to his life
or making money with made men, up in the cife
his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree
a hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
and so he met them friday night at a quarter to three

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
untill they saw a woman on the street walking alone
three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
and so they quietly got out the car and followed her
walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
they wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
this is it kid now you got your chance to be raw
so Billy oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair
and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
she struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs
they got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
screaming shut the fuck up and stop moving around
the shirt covered her face, but she screamed the clouts
so Billy stomped on the bitch, until he broken her jaw
the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing
they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently
and then they all proceeded to rape her violently
Billy was meant to go first, but each of them took a turn
ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
a broken jaw mumbled for god but they weren't concerned
when they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and broos
one of them niggaz pulled out a brand new twenty-two
they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through
and if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
he thought about it for a minute, she was practicly dead
and so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head

(Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep)
I'm falling and I can't turn back
I'm falling and I can't turn back

[Verse 4]
Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
he thought about the cold pain with the platinum and ice
and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
but what he saw made him start the cringine studder
cuz he was starring into the eyes of his own mother
she looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
she cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
his whole world stopped, he couldn't even contiplate
his corruption had succesfully changed his fate
and he remembered how his mom used to come home late
working hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth
he turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
and crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared
but only the devil responded, cause god wasn't there
and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
and so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
they say death take you to a better place but I doubt it
after that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
and listen cause the story that I'm telling is true
cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to
and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
infact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
and every street cypher listening to little thugs flowe
he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
the devil grows inside the hearts of the selvish and wicked
white, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted
you have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted
and you'll be one of gods children and fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
because the dance with the devil might last you forever