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AESOP ROCK lyrics - Bazooka Tooth

The Greatest Pac-Man Victory In History

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[Chorus] Get up to get down now Get up to get down now (like this) Get up to get down now (like this) Get up to get down now (alright) I don't wanna do it anymore Couldn't do it if I tried, wouldn't do it if I wanted it Hey I don't wanna do it anymore Couldn't do it if I tried... [Verse 1] Okay The moments were subtle but unstolen and guess who owns them No friendly, non-threatening corporate lacky mucks in the totem Lucy was in the sky with diamonds Five dollars to hold them The summer beneath these Pac-Man's with acid behind his molars Little white tab hollering, little white flag waggling Inorganic pat on back, trim the panic flat on backer Back to back like Mad Hatter magic Rabid mastif collaborative Splatter bachelor fabric fatter with Cabbage Patch lit (Dark days) Banded Louie-Louie (Park blades) Chemically bent-up but eager to crash for that one, two, three repeater Good morning Vietnam Whose couch is this, whose house is this, who are you down with bitch? I'm sorry, dog, I dreamt the foulest shit There was this rabid foot talismen drowning out of my armspan What's fouler was the other farmhands growing gills and shark fangs What's fouler was my torso stripped to ribbons in the marshlands But I'm up now Let's get this window pane and shut the fuck down Down by the river where the litter sits And lionheart critters smoke dope and act like illiterates I ran with a brat pack of loose bolts and high social maladjusties Sacred, numb, and boundless went to same proto called cookie Well, I was dummy to some when my tongue was cradled and my skin looks crazy Pocketbook mirror, courtesy Amy Spiders in the mattress, paisley sunglasses, dialing eyes green Ice grill that could burn through your picture-in-picture widescreen Poison late late show starring Aes and his jigsaw face Twelve hour solid gold entertainment Other shit to sell from other ships that sell they DD paper (Space Invader) This one's for the labor days worked for rent and rolling papers Only the illest beats leak asbsurdly out the boombox The daytripper anthem goes: "Wake. Drop. Walk to Aquarium." Whistle while you work like a canary lung All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy to carry drugs I sorta see it as my last flash summer Skateboards and sloppy psychedelics and big numbers Good times, good people All airbrushed on a collapsible easel Peace man, easy [Bridge] And I knew the permanancy would drift And I knew the ph balance wasn't right And I knew the crash and burn, how to caress it L.S.D. flashed the message And I knew the gash wasn't gonna stop bleeding And I knew the ph balance wasn't right And I knew how September would then affect it L.S.D. [Verse 2] Lazy summer days Like some decrepit landshark dumbluck squad dog lurks sicker, deluded Last sturdy domino leans secluded Don't let stupid delusions lesson super-duty labor students Dragnet lifer solutions Daddy loves sloppy dimensions like son-daughter links Such determinated leopards, successfully disshelved Little soliders developed like serpents despite life sentence ducking lemmings Some don't like sobriety's dirty lenses Some do let sleeping dogs lie still Don't look so damn lackluster Suck defeat Love some damage, load sample delete Late Show, Dave Letterman, shitty diner lip-slide dutch Low self-discipline leader seek that lung self-destruct Life sucks dickhead Lost summer's display laminate showcasing divinity Live system definitive Liturgy soaked the pig lowly, spectactular delight Why, what kind of L.S.D. you like? Your lizard king has spoken (all hail) You in the back, get them up, those trails are necessarily bumped (Summertime) Some'll try and recapture the same flag But I played it smart and recognized the summertime passed [Chorus]

Purple Rain

J. COLE
Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Yeah hey Bright lights, big dreams Nice night or so it seems Stroll in the club with her tight fit jeans Praying that she might get seen by a nigga with a contract With a sports team or just a nigga that you figure could afford things Like more rings for her fingers She used to fuck singers but said they too soft, just copped a new loft For you walk into her crib got to take her shoes off Thats only step one your dress is next hun You say your kid sleep, I don't want no step son But lead the way to your bed room, king size bed so we got leg room She give Queen like head so we got head room, my God Than I work her like its my job Her moans are like music to my ears ipod And than I hit the door, cause baby I got to go Oh yeah don't act like you don't know I know you've been through this before Check it, I make the rich bitch beg Make the good girl steal Make the old ladies blush Make the young hoes squeal For real, for real Good girl huh, father was a preacher Sent her off to college thought I got her on a leash though From the outside though, them girls be the squeakiest You get 'em inside them girls be the freakiest Mischievous, downright devious Say she want cake I got all the right ingredients Running round fronting like a pure white virgin Gave a nigga dome while her father gave a Sermon Amen, let the choir sing She be walking round campus like the quiet thing So niggas scared to approach when they admiring Man if they know like I know she got that fire thing Pour a little OJ with some P-trone I'm feeling ok, but homie she's gone When remmy Rev called she just ignore him I had her calling on God till the weed And than I hit the door nigga Cause baby I got to go Oh yeah don't act like you don't know I know you've been through this before Check it, I make the rich bitch beg Make the good girl steal Make the old ladies blush Make the young hoes squeal For real, for real

Da Story

Capone-N-Noreaga/Noreaga/N.O.R.E. "N.O.R.E."
[Noreaga] It was, four in the mornin got a call on the cell What the hell, you niggaz just shot at? Yo they missed her, blazed most fired pistols Now it's our turn, to play calypsos Yo, me and you, meet me by the two A war goin on, that's involvin the crews Bring both your arms, Rel and Moose down in St. John's I wish my nigga was home, the black Fonz Yo we rock charms as big as Vegas Different crews of different size try to player hate us Top of the league like Bulls and y'all cats is Lakers Trash since Magic left, but he was the greatest Aiyyo we call Shan, yo Shan peace God You and Maze got the info? Them cats that tried to shoot Moose's hitmen yo? A nigga named Ricky, from the Bronx, cold wop city Thugged out, shoot his gat mad sickly I laid low, called Big Pun and Fat Joe Them niggaz my click, we three amigos -- they said that they knew the cat, exactly where he live at And when I get there, just blaze God and don't look back Cause Ricky got no kids and no wifey So when I get there God it's like more than likely There's Ricky like Ricardo, plus Renaldo So when I get there, take the coat, plus the cargo, what? Chorus: Maze We strong-arm, blazin firearm long kong When the beef come niggaz storm on (repeat 2X) [Noreaga] Yo like a day pass, I'm bandana'd up with a mask Just shot up the whole spot, crib to grass Pissed in his toilet, on his walls, in his halls Cut Ricky from his neck to his balls Anyone can bust a gun and stab a nigga is real Cause you gotta have the guts for the way that it feels Word got back, them niggaz said Ricky a rat All that, coke we took yea we cooked the crack The police don't really want us, they want the coke back It's impossible, just ask the word by the hospital Across from the mall right in Hoffman Park It's in tennis bags, guarded by a hundred Iraqs Yo we swerve low, beside the Jake, there go, Roberto The brother of Ricky, he 'posed to be wild, it's gettin deep How he knew where I'm at, how he knew how I eat? The fools pulled out, no doubt, Roberto grabbed the sick ? We hit the spot, then we hopped in the whips Now it's a chase on the highway, the L-I-E's Yo them fools ?, niggaz drive by me Iraq banner, not he, ? aqui Chorus [Noreaga] Aiyyo we just crashed into the pole, now we roll another Dutchie, calm down and stroll on foot, my whole click, got control of the whole output, now we roll Yo any nigga be a man for a minute y'know Then he, turn around once he know you got dough It's like a cycle, that read psycho, man in the mirror like Michael, my whole click down to snipe you Since then, Roberto had beef, with melanin men Every nigga he hate, was darker than him Older niggaz than him, stay buggin on him Tellin him he weak, he ain't touch my skin But once again CNN prevail, tho-rough Cause even the G-est don't really understand Hell I did this, from Iraq, to livin the cell So y'all niggaz know, what? Meet you back in Hell what? Chorus 2X ¡¡

Its Too Late

Bobby Goldsboro
Honey -Artist: Bobby Goldsboro -the # 16 song of the 1960-1969 rock era -was # 1 for 5 weeks in 1968 -Words and Music by Bobby Russell (who also wrote Little Green Apples and - The Night the Lights Went Out In Georgia ) See the tree, how big it's grown but friend it hasn't been too long it wasn't big I laughed at her and she got mad, the first day that she planted, it, was just a twig Then the first snow came and she ran out to brush the snow away So it wouldn't die Came runnin' in all excited, slipped and almost hurt herself And I laughed till I cried She was always young at heart, kinda dumb and kinda smart and I loved her so And I surprised her with a puppy Kept me up all Christmas Eve two years ago And it would sure embarrass her When I came in from workin' late 'cause I would know That she'd been sittin' there and cryin' Over some sad and silly late, late show And honey, I miss you and I'm bein' good And I'd love to be with you if only I could She wrecked the car and she was sad And so afraid that I'd be mad but what the heck Though I pretended hard to be Guess you could say she saw through me and hugged my neck I came home unexpectedly and caught her cryin' needlessly In the middle of a day And it was in the early Spring when flowers bloom and robins sing She went away And honey, I miss you and I'm bein' good And I'd love to be with you if only I could One day while I was not at home while she was there and all alone The angels came Now all I have is memories of Honey and I wake up nights and call her name Now my life's an empty stage where Honey lived and Honey played And love grew up And a small cloud passes overhead and cries down on the flower bed That Honey loved And see the tree how big it's grown but friend it hasn't been too long it wasn't big And I laughed at her and she got mad The first day that she planted it, was just a twig

Shadow Days

JOHN MAYER "Born And Raised"
Did you know that you could be wrong And swear you're right Some people been known to do it All their lives But you find yourself alone Just like you found yourself before Like I found myself in pieces On the hotel floor Hard times, help me see I'm a good man with a good heart Had a tough time, got a rough start But I finally learned to let it go Now I'm right here, and I'm right now And I'm open, knowing somehow That my shadow days are over My shadow days are over now Well I ain't no trouble maker And I never meant her harm But it doesn't mean I didn't make it Hard to carry on Well it sucks to be honest (honest) And it hurts to be real But it's nice to make some love That I can finally feel Hard times, let me be I'm a good man with a good heart Had a tough time, got a rough start But I finally learned to let it go Now I'm right here, and I'm right now And I'm open, knowing somehow That my shadow days are over My shadow days are over now [x2]

Upstarts And Broken Hearts

DROPKICK MURPHYS "The Gang's All Here"
- Lyrics / Music: Dropkick Murphys (Casey, Barton, Kelly) - I once met a young girl filled with fire, That saw through my front to this shell of a man She knew I'd be a handful from the start, This strong willed woman had an angels heart The holes in these wings don't allow me to fly So you'd better brace for a life of pain, And if fate is the path to this better life Somehow I feel you'll never see the faces change Chorus: Through thick and thin, She stood by you She held the key to my broken heart I look back and wonder, Sit and ponder. How I could have ever neglected you. For the blood soaked soil on the old ball field, I gambled on a hand I wasn't ready to lose But if the tables were turned and I faced the troubles, Tough times and struggles I put you through I'd of been there as you were through hardship and horror My life and my love are pledged to you. Chorus: Remember the nights she waited and wondered, fused to a myth that it had taken it's toll. But this Godless man has mended his way, Never again will she be alone. I remember it well, Still I always knew that she was destined to be my bride This woman had pride, She was full of life. I could see the passion in her eyes. She thought she found a man, But she fell for the devil An evil monster in disguise. Now I'll honor and obey, Forever stay. True to you, my Irish rose Chorus:

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