quote:I got a little bit of hope
Like a soap on a rope
Sweeter than sour
But getting thinner by the hour
Falling fast, and I'm running out of gas
Muggin on your sister!
Smart as Bobby Fischer!
Still I couldn't get arrested
Though I got more hooks
Than Madonna got looks
And just like that AC/DC song
Come on baby, shake me all night long
All I want to do
Is stay till early in the morning
(You know I love you baby)
And all I've got to say
Is your love's extra ordinary
You're extra ordinary, baby
Somebody push me through the door
I been sleeping on the floor
Thirty-one flavors, listen to the neighbors
Through the wall
At a debutante ball
Cumba lada vista!
Got a Mona Lisa!
So much for the late rent
Cause your money's spent
And it's cold inside
But just like that Barenaked Ladies' song
I'm hot like wasabi when I'm next to your body
All I want to do
Is stay till early in the morning
(You know I love you baby)
And all I've got to say, yeah
Is your love's extra ordinary
You're extra ordinary, baby
Ain't love such a sweet thing!
Ain't love such a sweet thing!
(Con fuego, baby ...)
All I want to do
Is stay till early in the morning
(You know I love you baby)
And all I've got to say, yeah
Is your love's extra ordinary
You're extra ordinary, baby
in het tweede couplet heeft ie het over basketballers diehet bhebben geprobeert in de rap , maar dat noem ik niet echt muzikantenquote:Now that every ball player wanna rap and every rapper wanna ball
I'm talkin shit one on one, I drop a dime on 'em all
Look I make records but when I get time ballin is my hobby
Ball playin rap dudes, none of y'all can stop me
Bow Wow's got game, but he's five foot three
Nice crossover dog, try that jive on me
Might need a little backup to hang with me
Fuck that, two on one - call Jermaine Dupri
Call Kriss Kross too, all four of y'all in
You're gonna have to do more than "Jump Jump" to win
Ice Cube, I love his work but on a court ain't nothin poppin
When my jump shot droppin I be like {*STEADY MOBBIN*}
Four, five niggaz in a mothership
Cube, take it to the rappin bring the jeri curl back
Timberlake is the man, for flashin Janet's tits
But his hoop game is so weak, even Magic can't assist
I saw Nelly playin ball but his game was sturrrr
One on one you wanna ball, we can ball RIGHT THURRR
Heard Latifah played in high school and she wanted state
Huh, I still swat a girl shot - I don't discriminate
Master P is a No Limit Soooooooldier (uhnnnnnh)
But I got the Old Maid crossover ('bout it, 'bout it)
Don't get it wrong I love P but I'ma take him to the lane
We can even have Pen & Pixel sponsor the game
Snoop Dogg wanna ball, we can do that fo shizzle
Hit a jump on at his grill on Doggy Fizzle Televizzle
All you stars wanna be T-Mac, y'all got one thing in common
None of y'all wanna face the Zone..
quote:let me tell ya'll what it's like
being male, middle class and white
it's a bitch, if you don't believe
listen up to my new cd
sham on
i got shit running through my brain
so intense that i can't explain
all alone in my white boy pain
shake your booty while the band complains
i'm rocking the suburbs
just like michael jackson did
i'm rocking the suburbs
except that he was talented
i'm rocking the suburbs
i take the checks and face the facts
that some producer with computers
fixes all my shitty tracks
i'm pissed off but i'm too polite
when people break in the mcdonalds line
mom and dad you made me so uptight
i'm gonna cuss on the mic tonight
i don't know how much i can take
girl give me something i can break
i'm rocking the suburbs
just like quiet riot did
i'm rocking the suburbs
except that they were talented
i'm rocking the suburbs
i take the checks and face the facts
that some producer with computers
fixes all my shitty tracks
in a haze these days
i pull up to the stoplight
i can feel that something's not right
i can feel that someone's blasting me
with hate and bass
sending dirty vibes my way
cause my great great great great grandad
made someone's great great great great grandaddy slaves
it wasn't my idea
it wasn't my idea
it never was my idea
i just drove to the store
for some preparation h
ya'll don't know what it's like
being male, middle class and white
it gets me real pissed off and it makes me wanna say
fuck
just like jon bon jovi did
i'm rocking the suburbs
except that he was talented
i'm rocking the suburbs
i take the checks and face the facts
that some producer with computers
fixes all my shitty tracks these days
i'm rocking the suburbs
you'd better look out because i'm gonna say fuck
quote:Please show your tickets at the window as you come inside.
My name is Nigel and I'll be your tour guide,
I'll be happy to answer questions on anything that's shown.
First we've got a big surprise, I'd rather not spoil it,
Oh well, all right, it's Elvis Presley's toilet,
So you can all re-enact the moment the King fell off his throne.
All those stars who made all those groovy sounds
Still live on, though they're six feet underground.
Come and see how they took their final breath,
At the Rock and Roll Hall of Death.
See the pills that Karen Carpenter took to stay skinny,
Gene Vincent’s motorbike and Marc Bolan's mini,
Take a ride in Eddie Cochran's taxi or Buddy Holly's plane.
See Sid Vicious's syringes and a little bit later on,
The very vomit Jimi Hendrix choked on, Jim Morrison’s rubber duck,
And a smattering of Kurt Cobain
All those stars who wrote all those timeless tunes,
We still love them, except perhaps Keith Moon.
They lived fast, died young, and we've got all that's left,
In the Rock and Roll Hall of Death.
We've got Mama Cass's sandwich box and Brian Jones's flippers,
Freddie Mercury's moustache comb and clippers,
But I'm sorry to say that isn't the saddest thing in here.
Look behind the 3D mobile of Michael Hutchence,
Past the space reserved for Martine McCutcheon,
There's a small, unmarked urn in which we keep Peter Andre's career.
All those stars we all loved throughout the years,
We hold on to the things that brought them here -
Be it booze, guns, cars, heroin or crystal meth -
To the Rock and Roll Hall of Death.
quote:Op maandag 6 november 2006 13:40 schreef Berkery het volgende:
Mitch Benn & The DistractionsEverything sounds like Coldplay now I may just have to murder James Blunt Never went through a Smiths phase Sometimes you just can't move for Elton John Rock and roll hall of death:
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Geen idee wie hij met Antoine bedoelt, maar "Dielân" is natuurlijk duidelijk.....quote:Y a eu Antoine avant moi,
y a eu Dylan avant lui,
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