Picture the face of your fellows Too long a bed with no s.leep With their complex romantic attachments All look on their sorrows and weep They dont get a moments reflection Theres always a crowd in their eye Pity the plight of young fellows Regard all their worries and cry Their crusty young mothers were lazy perhaps Leaving it up to the school Where the moral perspective is hazy perhaps And the climate; oppressively cool Give me some acre of cellos Pitched at some distant regret Pity the fate of young fellows And their anxious attempts to forget.

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Yeah, the movement's in motion with mass militant poetry
Now check this out...uggh!

In the right light, study becomes insight
But the system that dissed us
Teaches us to read and right

So called facts are fraud
They want us to allege and pledge
And bow down to their God
Lost the culture, the culture lost
Spun our minds and through time
Ignorance has taken over
Yo, we gotta take the power back!
Bam! Here's the plan
Motherfuck Uncle Sam
Step back, I know who I am
Raise up your ear, I'll drop the style and clear
It's the beats and the lyrics they fear
The rage is relentless
We need a movement with a quickness
You are the witness of change
And to counteract
We gotta take the power back

Yeah, we gotta take the power back
Come on, come on!
We gotta take the power back

The present curriculum
I put my fist in 'em
Eurocentric every last one of 'em
See right through the red, white and blue disguise
With lecture I puncture the structure of lies
Installed in our minds and attempting
To hold us back
We've got to take it back
Holes in our spirit causin' tears and fears
One-sided stories for years and years and years
I'm inferior? Who's inferior?
Yeah, we need to check the interior
Of the system that cares about only one culture
And that is why
We gotta take the power back

Yeah, we gotta take the power back
Come on, come on!
We gotta take the power back

Hey yo check, we're gonna have to break it, break it,
break it down
Awww shit!

Uggh!

And like this...uggh!

Come on, yeah! Bring it back the other way!

The teacher stands in front of the class
But the lesson plan he can't recall
The student's eyes don't perceive the lies
Bouning off every fucking wall
His composure is well kept
I guess he fears playing the fool
The complacent students sit and listen to some of that
Bullshit that he learned in school

Europe ain't my rope to swing on
Can't learn a thing from it
Yet we hang from it
Gotta get it, gotta get it together then
Like the motherfuckin' weathermen
To expose and close the doors on those who try
To strangle and mangle the truth
'Cause the circle of hatred continues unless we react
We gotta take the power back

Yeah, we gotta take the power back
Come on, come on!
We gotta take the power back

No more lies
No more lies
No more lies
No more lies
No more lies
No more lies
No more lies
No more lies

Uggh!

Yeah!

Take it back y'all
Take it back, a-take it back
A-take it back y'all, come on!
Take it back y'all
Take it back, a-take it back
A-take it back y'all, come on!

Uggh!

Yeah!

Rebel, rebel and yell
'Cause our people still dwell in hell
Locked in a cell
Yes, the structure's a cell
Mad is the story I tell
How long can we wait?
Come on, seein' what's at stake
Action for reaction
If your mind's in a somewhat complacent state
Get a check up
This is a stick up
Our freedom or your life
Lord, I wish I could be peacful
But there can be no sequel
Now freedom must be fundamental
In Johannesburg or South Central
On the mic, 'cause someone should tell 'em
To kick in the township rebellion

Yeah, what about that, sucker?

Yeah, so you thought you could get with the hardlines
That fill your mind
Thoughts, battles fought
And lessons taught
Yes I'll display the fitness
And flip like a gymnast
Raise my fist and resist
Asleep, though we stand in the midst
Of a war
Gotta get mine
Gotta get more
Keepin' the mic warm against the norm
'Cause what does it offer me?
I think often it's nothin' but a coffin

Gotta get wreck
Till our necks never swing on a rope
From here to the cape of no hope

Now freedom must be fundamental
In Johannesburg or South Central
On the mic, 'cause someone should tell 'em
To kick in the township rebellion

Why stand on a silent platform?
Fight the war, fuck the norm

What's it gonna take?
Euuurrrggghhhhh!

When ignorance reigns, life is lost!
Just shackle your minds when you're bent on the cross
Why stand on a silent platform?
Fight the war, fuck the norm

When I walk down your street Through your barred windows you look at me And you wonder, have I come to ask For one of your precious things that do not last

All your treasures All your treasures

You think you know me but you don't know That there's more to this picture than that shows And you fear that I come to steal Your security that ain't real

All your treasures All your treasures

I will leave now and you won't cry With relief now you'll just sigh You'll remember come one day And you'll walk out your door 'Cause you can't stay

While all your treasures All your treasures slip away

All your treasures All your treasures

I had to.

Be what you want to be
See what you came to see
Been what you want to be
I don't like what I see

Like the coldest winter chill
Heaven beside you, hell within
Like the coldest winter chill
Heaven beside you, hell within

Like the coldest winter will
Heaven beside you, hell within
And you think you have it still, heaven inside you
So there's problems in your life

That's fucked up, and I'm not blind
I'm just see through faded, super jaded
And out of my mind
Do what you want to do

Go out and seek your truth
When I'm down and blue
Rather be me than you
Like the coldest winter chill

Heaven beside you, hell within
Like the coldest winter chill
Heaven beside you, hell within
Like the coldest winter will

Heaven beside you, hell within
And you wish you had it still, heaven inside you
So there's problems in your life
That's fucked up, and I'm not blind

I'm just see through faded, super jaded
And out of my mind
Like the coldest winter chill
Heaven beside you, hell within

Like the coldest winter chill
Heaven beside you, hell within
Like the coldest winter will
Heaven beside you, hell within

And you know you have it still, heaven inside you
So there's problems in your life
That's fucked up, but you're not blind
You're just see through faded, overrated

And out of your mind
More Alice In Chains lyrics

Well, Kyle's Mom's a bitch, she's a big fat bitch, she's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world, she's a stupid bitch, if there ever was a bitch, she's a bitch to all the boys and girls.

on Monday she's a bitch, on Tuesday she's a bitch, on Wednesday through Saturday, she's a bitch, then on Sunday, just to be different, she's a super kingkong kameha-meha biatch!

Have you ever met my friend Kyle's mom, she's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world, she's a mean old bitch, and she has stupid hair, she's a bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch

bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, she's a stupid bitch, Kyle's mom's a bitch and shes such a dirty bitch. Talk to kids around the world it might go a little bit somethin like this.

(translations in japanese, french, deutsch and african)

Have you ever met my friend Kyle's mom, she's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world, she's a mean old bitch, and she has stupid hair, she's a bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch

bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, she's a stupid bitch, Kyle's mom's a bitch and shes such a dirty bitch.

I Really mean it, Kyles mom Shes a big fat fucking bitch

a big fat fucking bitch, kyles mom yeaaaaaaaahhhh!

We've all heard of Rudolph and his shiny nose..

And we all know frosty who's made out of snow..

But all of those stories seem kind of, Gay..

Cos we all know who brightens up our holiday..


Mr Hankey, The Christmas p00

Small and Brown, he comes from you

Sit on the toilet, here he comes

Squeeze him tween your festive buns!

A present from down below

Speading joy with a 'howdy ho'!

He's seen the love inside of you

Cos he's a piece of p00


Sometimes he's nutty, sometimes he's corny

He can be brown, or greenish-brown

But if you eat fibre on Christmas Eve

He might come to your town..

Mr. Hankey the Christmas p00

He loves me, I love you

Therefore vicariously, he loves you

'I can make a Mr Hankey too'!


I'm Mr Hankey, the Christmas p00

Seasons greetings to all of you..

Lets sing songs, and dance, and play..

Now, before I melt away..

Here's a game I like to play..

Stick me in your mouth and try to say..

'Howdy ho ho, yum yum yum

Christmas time has come!'


Sometimes he's runny, sometimes he's firm

Sometimes he practically water..

Sometimes he hangs off the end of your ass

And wont fall in the toilet,

cos he's just clinging to your sphincter

And he wont drop off, and so you shake your ass around..

And try to get it to drop in the toilet

And finally it does..


Mr Hankey the Christmas p00

Christmas leaves, he must leave too..

Flush him down, but he's never gone,

His smell and his spirit lingers on.

Howdy ho!

Rudeboy, don't watch that
'Cause if it's arms house, I'll rock that
And if it's on top, you know I got that
Come through with a big baseball bat

Like blud, don't make me get old skool
Blud, don't make me get old skool
Blud, don't make me get old skool
Blud, don't make me get old skool

Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He's a pussy'ole, he's a chief, leave him
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He ain't got your back, if it's beef leave him

Why you rollin' with that pussy'ole?
Movin' with that pussy'ole?
You know that he's a pussy'ole
I showed you he's a pussy'ole

He's always been a pussy'ole
So he'll always be a pussy'ole
But you're still with that pussy'ole
You must be a pussy'ole

That's that bredder always frontin' like he's strong
Sneaky fake fuck always runnin' to his **** when it's on
Hardly backs the beef, last one swingin'
First one runnin', makin' up stories, he's a chief

Bringin' bredders to the ends, actin' up
Puttin' on a show, tryin' talk funny to his friends
But he's really not a don, they know it
And you know it, so something must be seriously wrong

'Cause you're parrin', his mum calls you darlin'
But his **** has got you shottin' with no way of stoppin'
I heard you both had beef with an older brer
You took a spark and he just stood there

Now that boy's a pussy'ole, say it ain't true
It started because of him and ended with you
And that's the kind of shit that's gonna continue
But I guess it don't matter if that's what you're into

Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He's a pussy'ole, he's a chief, leave him
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He ain't got your back, if it's beef leave him

Why you rollin' with that pussy'ole?
Movin' with that pussy'ole?
You know that he's a pussy'ole
I showed you he's a pussy'ole

He's always been a pussy'ole
So he'll always be a pussy'ole
But you're still with that pussy'ole
You must be a pussy'ole

The sun the biggest star in the sky
But naturally it's gotta make room for the moon every night
Everything's got its time limit, even relationships
Everything's sunny when the friendship's tight

A friend in need is a friend indeed
But a friend with no money and no weed
Can flip the script at a ridiculous speed
And make a best friend an ex-friend for the P

A couple of years ago in my road youth days
I was into pirate radio, I guess it was a phase
There was this one particular MC man
Was a older in my ends and I thought he was the don

So I started rollin' with him kind of like a little ****
My cousin used to say he was a pussy undercover
I didn't think that it was nothin' more than jealousy
But I wish I would've listened every time he told me

Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He's a pussy'ole, he's a chief, leave him
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He ain't got your back, if it's beef leave him

Why you rollin' with that pussy'ole?
Movin' with that pussy'ole?
You know that he's a pussy'ole
I showed you he's a pussy'ole

He's always been a pussy'ole
So he'll always be a pussy'ole
But you're still with that pussy'ole
You must be a pussy'ole

Pussy'ole, pussy'ole
Pussy'ole, pussy'ole

Stay away from them pussy'oles, you can have it all
Live endlessly, tremendous, forever ball
Stand up for something or for anything you'll fall
But differently, know when not to lose your cool

'Cause it ain't what you show, it's what you're concealin'
Put a smile on the deepest negative feelin'

Stand tall even when they're hatin' and they're schemin'
Then watch your money rise right to the ceilin'
Stand tall even when they're hatin' and they're schemin'
Then watch your money rise right to the ceilin'

Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He's a pussy'ole, he's a chief, leave him
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He ain't got your back, if it's beef leave him

Why you rollin' with that pussy'ole?
Movin' with that pussy'ole?
You know that he's a pussy'ole
I showed you he's a pussy'ole

He's always been a pussy'ole
So he'll always be a pussy'ole
But you're still with that pussy'ole
You must be a pussy'ole

The songs of the wars are as old as the hills
They cling like the rust on the cold steel that kills
They tell of the boys who went down to the tracks
In a patriotic manner with the cold steel on their backs

The patriot's dream is as old as the sky
It lives in the lust of a cold callous lie
Let's drink to the men who got caught by the chill
Of the patriotic fever and the cold steel that kills
....

Listen to the wind blow
Watch the sun rise
Run in the shadows

Dame your love
Dame your lies

Goddamn you got a lot of meat hangin' there (mmm)
You're kinda large
But when I look at a big, shiny, greasy dick like that (yeah)
My pussy almost jump out my drawers ooh shit
Ooh shit I can't wait (oh fuck yeah)
Oh I wanna simply destroy that motherfucker (ooh)
Ooh please let me enjoy this good big dick while it's here (oh my God)
Ooh I wanna ride this big [?]
Ooh I wanna put the dogs on the head of this good motherfucker
Ooh now look at here baby
If the jaws of my pussy start to grippin' (mhm)
Don't pay that no mind, it's just that my pussy done got nervous
And a dick like that will make any pussy excited
Ooh shit, I could take a little bit more of this good motherfucker (oh my God, oh God, oh shit)
Baby, oh (oh, oh, oh sh-)

A man walks down the street
He says, Why am I soft in the middle now?
Why am I soft in the middle?
When the rest of my life is so hard!
I need a photo-opportunity
I want a shot at redemption
Don't want to end up a cartoon
In a cartoon graveyard

Bonedigger, Bonedigger,
Dogs in the moonlight
Far away, my well-lit door
Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly
Get these mutts away from me!
You know, I don't find this stuff amusing anymore

If you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty, when you call me
You can call me Al

A man walks down the street
He says, Why am I short of attention?
Got a short little span of attention
And whoa, my nights are so long!
Where's my wife and family?
What if I di3 here?
Who'll be my role-model?
Now that my role-model is
Gone, gone
He ducked back down the alley
With some roly-poly, little bat-faced girl
All along, along
There were incidents and accidents
There were hints and allegations

If you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty, when you call me
You can call me Al
Call me Al

A man walks down the street
It's a street in a strange world
Maybe it's the Third World
Maybe it's his first time around
He doesn't speak the language
He holds no currency
He is a foreign man
He is surrounded by the sound, sound
Cattle in the marketplace
Scatterlings and orphanages
He looks around, around
He sees angels in the architecture
Spinning into infinity
He says, Amen! and Hallelujah!

If you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty, when you call me
You can call me Al (Call me)

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na ...

If you'll be my bodyguard...
I can call you Betty...
If you'll be my bodyguard...
I can call you Betty...
If you'll be my bodyguard...

This ain't rappin, this is Street-Hop Now get up off your ass like your seat's hot My live niggaz lit up the reefer Trunk'a the car we got the streetsweeper Don't start none, won't be none No reason for your mans to panic You don't wanna see no ambulances Knock a pimp's drink down in his pimp cup That's the way you get Timberland'd up Let the music diffuse all the tention Baller convention, free admission Hustlers, dealers and killers'ca move swift Girls get close, you'ca feel where the tool's kept All my just-comin' homies, parolees Get money, leave the beef alone slowly Get out my face, you people so phony Pull out my waist, the eagle fo-forty

Chorus They shootin'! Aw made you look You a slave to a page in my rhyme book Gettin' Big money, playboy your time's up Where them gangstas? Where them dimes at?

Welcome to your life; there's no turning back
Even while we **** we will find
You acting on your best behavior
Turn your back on mother nature
Ev'rybody wants to rule the world

It's my own desire, it's my own remorse
Help me to decide. Help me make the most
Of freedom and of pleasure
Nothing ever lasts forever
Everybody wants to rule the world

There's a room where the light won't find you
Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down
When they do, I'll be right behind you
So glad we've almost made it
So sad they had to fade it
Everybody wants to rule the world

I can't stand this indecision
Married with a lack of vision
Everybody wants to rule the world
Say that you'll never, never, never, need it
One headline, why believe it?
Everybody wants to rule the world

All for freedom and for pleasure
Nothing ever lasts forever
Everybody wants to rule the world

Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnny Ray
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio

Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, Television
North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe

Rosenbergs, H Bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom
Brando, The King And I, and The Catcher In The Rye

Eisenhower, Vaccine, England's got a new queen
Maciano, Liberace, Santayana goodbye

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev
Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc

Roy Cohn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, Dancron
Dien Bien Phu Falls, Rock Around the Clock

Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team
Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland

Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Khrushchev
Princess Grace, Peyton Place, Trouble in the Suez

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac
Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, Bridge On The River Kwai

Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California baseball
Starkwether, Homicide, **** of Thalidomide
Buddy Holly, Ben Hur, Space Monkey, Mafia
Hula Hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go

U2, Syngman Rhee, payola and Kennedy
Chubby Checker, Psycho, Belgians in the Congo

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

Hemingway, Eichman, Stranger in a Strange Land
Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion

Lawrence of Arabia, British Beatlemania
Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson

Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British Politician sex
J.F.K. blown away, what else do I have to say

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again
Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate, punk rock
Begin, Reagan, Palestine, Terror on the airline
Ayatollah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan

Wheel of Fortune, Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide
Foreign debts, homeless Vets, AIDS, Crack, Bernie Goetz
Hypodermics on the shores, China's under martial law
Rock and Roller cola wars, I can't take it anymore

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

This motherfucker here, just won't shut up will you? Talk about I owe you, bitch you owe me I'm promoting you right now Man lets put the nail in his coffin.

[Chorus] I dont want to be like this I dont really want to hurt no feelins But I'm only bein real when I say nobody wants to hear their grandfather rap {nope} Old men have heart attacks now I dont want to be responsible for that so Put the mic down and walk away You can still have a little bit of dignity.

I would never claim to be no Ray Benzino an 83 year old fake Pachino So how can he hold me over some balcony without throwin his lower back out as soon as he goes to lift me Please don't, youll probably fall with me and our asses will both be history But then again youll finnally get your wish cuz you be all over the street like 50 Cent Fuckin punk pussy fuck you chump gimme a one-on-one see if I don't fuck you up Tryin to jump the Ruff Ryders and they cut you up And you put Jada on a track thats how much you suck dick in the industry, swear that you in the streets hustlin You sit behind a fuckin desk at The Source butt-kissin and beggin motherfuckers for guest appearences and you can even get the clearances cuz real lyricists don't even respect you or take you serious Its not that we dont like you, we **** you - period Talk about a mid-life crisis damn last week you was shakin Obie Trice's hand Now he's a busta? What the fuck's with that? Get on a track dissin us kissin 50's ass and askin me what I know about inditements-bite me bitch I got two cases, and probation - fight me! What do I know about standin in front of a judge like a man ready to take whatever sentence he hands What you know about your wife slicin her wrists right in front of the only thing you have in this world - a little girl? And I put that on her, when this is all over I would never try to make her a star and eat off her I don't know shit about no shoppin rocks But what you know about hip-hop shops rockin spots? When your the only white boy in that bitch just rippin pressin up your own flyers and your stickers stickin them bitches up after spendin six hours at Kinkos Just makin copys of your covers of casette singles and sell them out the trunk of your Tracer Spendin your whole paycheck at Disc Makers What you know about bein bullied over half your life? Oh that's right, you know what thats like, your half white Vanilla Ice, is full of beans and rice, I'm eatin you alive inside Jesus Christ, if your that much of a gangster, put the mic down You should be out killin motherfuckers right now Kill a motherfucker dead, kill'em dead bitch Shoot'em in the fuckin head, go ahead bitch Slap my mom, slap the fuck out of her! She cant sue you, she wouldnt get a buck out of you Cuz your broke as fuck you suck your a fuckin joke If you was really sellin coke, well then what the fuck you stop for dummy? If you slew some crack you'd make alot more money than you do from rap You never had no security, you'll never be famous You'l never now what its like to be rich, life's a bitch ain't it? Raymond, here, let me break this shit down in lamens terms for you just to make sure that you can understand this and Canibus they usin too many complicated fuckin words for you Here then let me slow it down for you so you can understand if I say it slower: Let it go dawg it's over.

(Chorus)

(Talking) Haha Talkin bout I have motherfuckers callin your crib bitch you aint even got a fuckin crib You aint even got a fuckin phone, fuckin bum Threatened to shut me down at your little fuckin Source magazine if I come back then you would attack me, bitch you attacked me first take it like a man and shut the fuck up and fuck your little magazine too I don't need your fuckin magazine, I got XXL number anyways And y'all cant stand it cuz there gettin bigger than y'all oh, and by the way, howed I look on the VMAs? When you was watchin me from whatever fuckin TV you was watchin me from in Boston The mean streets of Boston, fuckin sissy Like you got us scared in the motherfucker, suck our motherfuckin dicks Oh, and for those that's don't know, dont get it twisted yo, the Source has a white owner.

.... One of my favorite Diss tracks!!

That there, that's not me
I go where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey

I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here, I'm not here

In a little while
I'll be gone
The moment's already passed
Yeah, it's gone

I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here, I'm not here

Strobe lights and blown speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes

I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here, I'm not here....

You people are gonna respect me, if it kill$ you [x4]

Do it how they didn't wanna do it, now they really wanna try to do that, but im telling them no
I'm in a predicament where imitators wanna take my style and have bit of my flow
All this copy-catting of my lyrics and my chatting better stop before the gunshots blow
Do you really want it? 'Cos I really wanna give it, if you do just let me know
And I show, arrogance and elegance
But no, tolerance for nonsense
I bring, ****, I'm a nuisance
Killer M-C, leave no evidence
I've got brains and intelligence
But no conscience, no innocence
We roll in the darkened silence
We're presidents in any residence
And I swing for your chin with no hesitance
I'm a captain, you'd better bring your regiments
And your a failure don't have no relevence
I'm a champion, winner and victor
Prick you're
So not ready, so silly, so heading for the golden gates
No, really you monkeys are playin with apes
Now guerilla warfare is the purpose I carry this stick for
Plus I've had enough of these
Lil cheap comments from fake M-C's
Bad minders and sket ladies
Talking about how it used to be
Well it's a brand new day
So leave me be
I don't need you, so don't need me
Your opinion don't interest me
Don't like me that's fine by me
'Cos from Holly Street to Hollywood, it's all good
From New York to York Hall, it's all cool
Your a fool if you think I'm gonna cease
Now honestly could there really be peace
It dont seem that way, too tough
Stop with the games, I play too rough
You must be smoking too much puff
Divert or be deceased
U.K. rapper stabbed in Napa
Cause of gossip, cause of chatter
He's still breathing, he's still a dapper
Retaliate with gun clapper
Truthfully, I can't see very well
Dont flatter yourself, you're any girl
Them boys should've sent me to Hell
Now prepare for the ****

You people are gonna respect me
I bet I make you respect me [x4]

You people are gonna respect me if it kill$ you [x2]

Endless speculation I'm facin'
Constant controversial relations
To gun crime at Garage events
With so many claims and no evidence
Suggesting I'm the reason
For the U.K. gun-clap season
I'm legal, may I stress
For the fool, for the sake of
Trident intelligence
Go ahead, check my files all day
Bit of criminal damage and T-D-A
Might be a little bit of violent disorder
But I ain't never been locked away
Got a few mates that have been convicted
Yeah so what, it's the hand life dealt them
We weren't blessed with the system's T-L-C
Government should've tried to help them
(Look, I've) been a law breaker
Ain't tryna hide it
As for the sentence, ain't tryna ride it
(I) stopped that so I could do this
Im legit, you may as well kiss my
A-S-S P-L-E-A-S-E
I'm L-E-G-I-T
You ain't got nothing on me
But to the pricks who think im slackin'
Please dont ever be fooled, I'm packin'
This is a welcome and its a warning
Please dont ever just think I'm rappin'
You know the score, I'm raw from day
Still Dylan the villain from round the way
Feel free to quote anything I say
Please don't ever just think I'm chattin'

You people are gonna respect me
I bet I make you respect me [x4]

You people gonna respect me if it kills you [x3]

I know what your thinkin', he's gone too far now, innit
Fuck it
If I don't speak who's gonna speak for me?
Stand up for myself in this shit
So, fuck you
Unapologetic
Can't be, never have been, won't be a prick
Yeah, that's it

Lovin' is the thing I crave
For your love I'd be your slave
Gimme some
I can't stand it no longer
Gimme some

Don't be bashful, come over here
Whisper some sweet words in my ear
'N' gimme some
Gimme some
I can't wait eight days
Gimme some

Come on over here and fill my cup
Love me so hard I can't stand up
Gimme some
Gimme some
Don't you know I love it?
Gimme some

Just a closer walk would be
Doo wah diddy daddy one two three
Gimme some
Gimme some
You know I have to have it
Gimme some

I know that you wanna do what's right
Just come on and love me all night
And gimme some
I tell ya, I want some
I can't stand it no longer
Gimme some

I like cornbread nice and yellow
So I want you to be my fellow
Gimme some
Gimme some
Don't you know I love it, daddy?
Gimme some

One of these mornings, just about dawn
You'll be working on my lawn
Gimme some
Gimme some
I can't stand it no longer
Gimme some

I declare to my man
You gonna drive me stone insane
Gimme some
Gimme some
I can't wait eight days
Gimme some

I like fried chicken, you know it's true
But there's no sweeter meat in the world than you
I want some day to be your wife
So you can thrill me the rest of your life

So stop stalling
Finish your drink and let's get falling
Gimme some
Gimme some
I can't stand it no longer
Why don't you gimme some?

0-0-7 0-0-7 At ocean eleven And now rudeboys have a go wail 'Cause them out of jail Rudeboys cannot fail 'Cause them must get bail

Dem a loot, dem a shoot, dem a wail A Shanty Town Dem a loot, dem a shoot, dem a wail A Shanty Town Dem rudeboys get a probation A Shanty Town And rudeboy bomb up the town A Shanty Town

0-0-7 0-0-7 At ocean eleven And the rudeboys a go wail 'Cause them out of jail Rudeboys cannot fail 'Cause them must get bail

Dem a loot, dem a shoot, dem a wail A Shanty Town Dem a loot, dem a shoot, dem a wail A Shanty Town Dem rudeboys get a probation A Shanty Town And rudeboy bomb up the town A Shanty Town

Police get taller A Shanty Town Soldier get longer A Shanty Town Rudeboy a weep and a wail A Shanty Town

Well, someone told me yesterday That when you throw your love away You act as if you just don't care You look as if you're going somewhere But I just can't convince myself I couldn't live with no one else And I can only play that part And sit and nurse my broken heart, so lonely So lonely, so lonely, so lonely So lonely, so lonely, so lonely So lonely, so lonely, so lonely So lonely, so lonely

Now no-one's knocked upon my door For a thousand years, or more All made up and nowhere to go Welcome to this one man show Just take a seat, they're always free No surprise, no mystery In this theatre that I call my soul I always play the starring role, so lonely So lonely, so lonely, so lonely So lonely, so lonely, so lonely So lonely, so lonely, so lonely So lonely, so lonely So lonely So lonely, so lonely, so lonely So lonely, so lonely, so lonely I feel lonely, I'm so lonely, I feel so low I feel lonely, I'm so lonely, I feel so low

Have you ever put butter on a Pop Tart?


It's so frickin' good


Have you ever put butter on a Pop Tart?


If you haven't then I think you should


Peter: I was sittin' in the kitchen


One day, and I was itchin'


To fill up my belly


With the pipin' hot jelly


Of the best damn treat in the world.


Quagmire: He's talkin' Pop Tarts!


Peter: And I saw a stick of butter


And it almost made me shudder


And scream like a baby girl


Together: I don't want a giant penis


Or a rocket ship to Venus


I don't want to win the lottery.


I just want to squat and gobble


'Til I'm dizzy and I wobble


In a butter, fruit and dough tart dream.


So I put butter on a Pop Tart


It was so freakin' good.


Have you ever put butter on a Pop Tart?


If you haven't then I think you should.


Quagmire: Everybody come along with us!


Together:: Have you ever put butter on a...


Audience: Pop Tart!


Together: It's so freakin' good.


Quagmire: Yeah!


Together: Have you ever put butter on a...


Audience: Pop Tart


Together: If you haven't then I think you should.


Quagmire: Pop Tart!


Peter: With butter?!

What is life?
Life is like a big obstacle
put in front of your optical to slow you down
And everytime you think you gotten past it
it's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground
What are friends?
Friends are people that you think are your friends
But they really your enemies, with **** indentities
and disguises, to hide they true colors
So just when you think you close enough to be brothers
they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin
What is money?
Money is what makes a man act funny
Money is the root of all evil
Money'll make them same friends come back around
swearing that they was always down
What is life?
I'm tired of life
I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm tired of committing so many sins
Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins
Tired of never having any ends
Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and mini-thins
I'm tired of this DJ playing YOUR shit when he spins
Tired of not having a deal
Tired of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing the steel
Tired of drowning in my sorrow
Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo
I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and dartin off
I'm tired of jobs startin off at five fifty an hour
then this boss wanders why I'm smartin off
I'm tired of being fired everytime I fart and cough
Tired of having to work as a gas station clerk
for this jerk breathing down my neck driving me bezerk
I'm tired of using plastic silverware
Tired of working in Building Square
Tired of not being a millionaire

But if I had a million dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my dick
without a condom on, while I'm on the john
If I had a million bucks
it wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be out
robbing armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss

I'm tired of being white trash, broke and always poor
Tired of taking pop bottles back to the party store
I'm tired of not having a phone
Tired of not having a home to have one in if I did have it on
Tired of not driving a BM
Tired of not working at GM, tired of wanting to be him
Tired of not sleeping without a Tylenol PM
Tired of not performing in a packed coliseum
Tired of not being on tour
Tired of fucking the same blonde whore after work
in the back of a Contour
I'm tired of faking knots with a stack of ones
Having a lack of funds and resorting back to guns
Tired of being stared at
I'm tired of wearing the same damn Nike Air hat
Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the same pair of Lugz
Tired of people saying they're tired of hearing me rap about drugs
Tired of other rappers who ain't bringin half the skill as me
saying they wasn't feeling me on "Nobody's As Ill As Me"
I'm tired of radio stations telling fibs
Tired of J-L-B saying "Where Hip-Hop Lives"

But if I had a million dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my dick
without a condom on, while I'm on the john
If I had a million bucks
it wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be out
robbing armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss

You know what I'm saying?
I'm tired of all of this bullshit
Telling me to be positive
How'm I 'sposed to be positive when I don't see shit positive?
Know what I'm sayin?
I rap about shit around me, shit I see
Know what I'm sayin? Right now I'm tired of everything
Tired of all this player hating that's going on in my own city
Can't get no airplay, you know what I'm sayin?
But ey, it's cool though, you know what I'm sayin?
Just fed up
That's my word

Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true

Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow. Why then, oh, why can't I?

If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow why, oh, why can't I?

hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way
my time is done, my song is over
thought I'd something more to say ...