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[HELLHAMMER]

Mumford and Sons, HH?

Who the eff is that?

Type O Negative ... RIP Peter Steele

[XocolateThundarr]

Mumford and Sons, HH?

[XocolateThundarr]

(Cash Rules Everything Around Me
 C.R.E.A.M. get...)
 Yeah, check this ol fly crap out
 Word up
 (Cash Rules Everything Around Me) Take you on a natural joint
 (C.R.E.A.M. get the money) Here we here we go
 (dolla dolla bill y'all) Check this crap, yo!

[Verse One: Raekwon the Chef]

 I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
 Staying alive was no jive
 Had second hands, moms bounced on old man
 So then we moved to Shaolin land
 A young youth, yo rockin the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
 Only way, I begin to G' off was drug loot
 And let's start it like this son, rollin with this one
 And that one, pullin out gats for fun
 But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
 Started smokin woolies at sixteen
 And running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes
 Making my way on fire escapes
 No question I would speed, for cracks and weed
 The combination made my eyes bleed
 No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough off
 Sticking up white boys in ball courts
 My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater
 Times is rough and tough like leather
 Figured out I went the wrong route
 So I got with a sick tight clique and went all out
 Catchin keys from across seas
 Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
 Yo brothas respect mine, or anger the tech nine
 Ch-POW! Move from the gate now

[Chorus (2X): Method Man]

 Cash Rules Everything Around Me
 C.R.E.A.M.
 Get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill y'all

[Verse Two: Inspectah Deck]

 It's been 22 long hard years and still strugglin
 Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival
 I peep at the shape of the streets
 And stay awake to the ways of the world cause crap is deep
 A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
 Which failed; I went to jail at the age of 15
 A young buck sellin drugs and such who never had much
 Trying to get a clutch at what I could not touch
 The court played me short, now I face incarceration
 Pacin', going up state's my destination
 Handcuffed in back of a bus, 40 of us
 Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
 But as the world turns I learned life is Hell
 Living in the world, no different from a cell
 Everyday I escape from Jakes givin chase, sellin base
 Smokin bones in the staircase
 Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess
 I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed
 But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
 Ready to give up so I seek the Old Earth
 Who explained working hard may help you maintain
 to learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
 We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
 and stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
 Leave it up to me while I be living proof
 To kick the truth to the young black youth
 But shorty's running wild, smokin sess, drinkin beer
 And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
 Neglected for now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
 That what? That life is hected

[Chorus - 3X]

 Cash Rules Everything Around Me
 C.R.E.A.M.
 get the money
 Dolla dolla bill y'aauhhhaaaauhhhhahhhauhhhhll, YEAH

[SPEmaw]

(together) Hiero y'all...

[A Plus]
It's not a wrong thing
to be addicted to the microphone like a heroin fiend
I'll tell you one thing:
You'll never catch me fronting
As I proceed to give the people what they wanting
[Opio] You're making some green...
[A Plus] But not for drama or fashion
I'm stacking cash until I can get Moms a mansion
[Opio] All from rapping?
[A Plus] Nah man there's many plans
Like investing in land
It started all from impressing the fans
With brand new flows
And you know
All the way from gangsta clones to weirdos
Fools used those
But we ain't tripping
Give respect when you see this
You need us,
or your raps underdevelop like a fetus

[Pep Love]
Those that know not doze
And it shows
When we broke out the knock
Hos hopped out they clothes
That's positive feedback
Yep, The Prose
I'm poised, we never pose, you'll never know
>From '93 til infinity we've been inventive
Creating the bump is our only incentive
And it's been a long time since I feel I've been felt
But the only thing I fear is fear itself
So you know what we gots to do
Maybe could we keep it within the crew
Like it should be?
Never givin' out
We're livin' out our dreams
If there's something I can't live without,
That's my team
You never knew...

[Phesto]
Hieroglyphics
Hip-hop is vintage
Underground like silos
Launching long-range ballistics
World-renowned, we ground-breaking
Musical boundaries
Runnin' circles around emcees

[Del]
Del -- been rhyming for more than a decade
Onto the next stage, while emcees need aid
Stay paid, I'm still grade-A
None of that tomfoolery
As you can see this crap ain't nothing new to me
Utterly hovering over other things material
You're stuck in the here and now
Plus you're sweating profusely -- here's a towel
Your fears are now reality
When I take your dream states
And elaborate on how your team's fake
With phony IDs, but sometimes I feel like
Only I see through the charade you've made
In today, but hey, tomorrow it's played
And then they got a new fool in your place to be okayed

[Phesto]
Hieroglyphics
Hip-hop is vintage
Invented in days back
Rekindling in ways that many thought was lost
In this contemporary maze of methods to floss
We finding trees and trails to blaze
Boundaries to cross
We can be found beyond the bounds of reason
Or earthbound, heatin' up the Coliseum

[Opio]
They rushed the stage full-throttle in Chicago
Our brains interlocked
Where fakin' emcees get caught with the 40-bottle
Or get their chains snatched, pronto
We unstoppable, droppin' flows in Toronto
Maneuverin' through Vancouver and on to Japan
where they put major grands in my hand
Follow...

[Phesto]
Straight from the heart we set apart from the rest an'
Our perfection on the microphone was predestined
World-renowned, we ground-breaking
Musical boundaries
Runnin' circles around emcees

[The Big Train]

[Hook]
I'm just sitting in the studio just trying to get to you, baby
But this song so rough ridin' dope, girl, it's hard not for me to blaze it
To tell the truth, wish it was you in this booth that I was blazing
So I'm just sitting in the studio just trying to get to you, baby

[Bridge]
See I've been in the studio just trying to get to you, baby
All night laying verses though I'd rather lay with you, baby
Bra and panties matching, nail and toes, you walk kinda lady
Angel out of Heaven, such a goddess have a nigga prayin'

[Hook]

[Verse 1]
You need a real nigga shorty so come in
Throw that pussy shorty, see I think you and me can make it
This little verse to get you naked
See your heart ain't meant for breaking
Cupid's never been mistaken
See, I been caught up in the moment
crap, my type ain't quite her type
But now this gangsta nigga on it
She can twist my weed and hit the 'yac
I can hit your type without the hat
I put that pussy on the map
I see qualities in a bad girl, I know that ass you got
Come with attitude and your swag, girl, you ain't wrong, girl
Just when that door knock lose your thong, girl
Cause you girl, cause you girl, girl, cause you girl, girl

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Throw and loc your pussy, girl, you knowing that your nigga faded
Can I hit that pussy way I wanna while this record playin'?
Put my tongue in different places, play a game of Operation
Na-na-na-nla-nla-la-la, you get what I'm sayin'
No metaphors, nothing like that
I'm keeping it straight to the point with you
I'mma put this dick up all inside of you

[Hook 2x]

[ShellShock]

Party girls don't get hurt
Can't feel anything, when will I learn?
I push it down, push it down

I'm the one "for a good time call"
Phone's blowin' up, ringin' my doorbell
I feel the love, feel the love

1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, drink
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, drink
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, drink

Throw 'em back 'til I lose count

I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist
Like it doesn't exist
I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier

But I'm holding on for dear life, won't look down, won't open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight
Help me, I'm holding on for dear life, won't look down, won't open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight
On for tonight

Sun is up, I'm a mess
Gotta get out now, gotta run from this
Here comes the shame, here comes the shame

1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, drink
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, drink
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, drink

Throw 'em back 'til I lose count

I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist
Like it doesn't exist
I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier

But I'm holding on for dear life, won't look down, won't open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight
Help me, I'm holding on for dear life, won't look down, won't open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight
On for tonight

On for tonight
'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight
Oh, I'm just holding on for tonight
On for tonight
On for tonight
'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight
'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight
Oh, I'm just holding on for tonight
On for tonight
On for tonight

[The Big Train]

You slip your finger through the tear in my t-shirt
You stirrin' up dirty in the back of my mind
You keep on flirtin' cause you know that it's workin'
You stuck in my head girl writing the lines
Couldn't sing this song without you if I tried
Let's light it up like it's our last night

We're just hanging around
Burnin' it down
Sippin' on some cold Jack Daniel's
Jammin' to some old Alabama with you, baby
Laying right here naked in my bed
I'm just doing my thing
You love it when I sing
Say it makes you feel like an angel
We about to get a little tangled up right about now
So girl let's keep burnin' it down
Burnin' it down
Burnin' it down

Girl when you want it, you know that I'm on it
You know that I love lovin' up on you
Let's hit the switch and let our shadows dance
And light it up like it's our last chance

We're just hanging around
Burnin' it down
Sippin' on some cold Jack Daniel's
Jammin' to some old Alabama with you, baby
Laying right here dreaming in my bed
I'm just doing my thing
You love it when I sing
Say it makes you feel like an angel
We about to get a little tangled up right about now
So girl let's keep burnin' it down
Burnin' it down
Burnin' it down
Burnin' it down

Burnin' it down
Burnin' it down
Burnin' it down

I wanna rock it all night
Baby girl, will you rock it out with me?
I wanna crawl through the dark
Just to feel your heartbeat against me
[x2]

We're just hanging around
Burnin' it down
Sippin' on some cold Jack Daniel's
Jammin' to some old Alabama with you baby
Laying right here naked in my bed
I'm just doing my thing
You love it when I sing
Say it makes you feel like an angel
We about to get a little tangled up right about now
So girl let's keep burnin' it down
Burnin' it down
Burnin' it down
Burnin' it down

Burnin' it down
Burnin' it down
Burnin' it down

I wanna rock it all night
Baby girl, will you rock it out with me?
I wanna crawl through the dark
Just to feel your heartbeat against me

[slimz]

Did fate mistake us for a pair of star crossed lovers?
The savory ending wasn't drowned in salt and pepper
And as we danced together, I cried a funny smile
As I felt you awake in the heat of feast
Now you're gone forever now inside myself here we go
Ooh Mr. Steak you were Grade A
I believe when a man's in love he'll do anything he wants
He'll do anything that will come to his mind
And like that, Mr. Steak was in love every minute of his mind:
He's stepping left and right cha-cha
He came to me in a package of delight
Every other meal paled in his shadow ooh
He picked me, not the other way around
He came bursting at the seams
He pranced around la la
He brought the 1 2 3 he brought the four on the floor
He loved to move he was everything and more
And every bite just made him dance more and more
He loved to
Mr. Steak you were Grade A
Mr. Steak, he's such a bachelor at heart
He'd never met another cut that likes to booty booty shaky shake
Do you believe that a steak couldn't love
Or is hard to manage the fact of meat jerkin to the beat
But Mr. Steak he is practically an animal of joy
The rarest of all cuts: tenderloin
It was a tragedy of unimaginable fate his legend lives across the land
Hand in hand here we go he brought the 1
He brought the 1 2 3 he brought the four on the floor
He loved to move he was everything and more
And every bite just made him dance more and more
He loved to
Mr. Steak you were great, eh?

[star seed 7]

I was born in December
Of a very cold year

[Asteriskhead]

I was born in December
Of a very cold year

[Stevesie60]

I was born in December the summer
Of a very cold year

[star seed 7]

Pfffffffffffffffffff

[The Big Train]

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minimal lyrics,
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minimal lyrics (etc)