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Curve lyrics - Pubic Fruit

Zoo

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You can dig that knife Deep down inside me Just don't say never again It's that only thing That stops me going crazy I know you won't 'Cause you never do And that's the nicest thing about you So uncaring, so assuming Back-stabbing, all-consuming Don't step over my head Don't step over my head You can filter your poison into my sleep But I know it's my heart That you could never reach I know you won't 'Cause the tools you choose And that's the ugliest thing about you So uncaring, so assuming Back-stabbing, all-consuming I've told a thousand lies through me I've sold a thousand lies for you Don't step over my line Don't step over my time Don't step over my head 'Cause I will wish you dead [repeat 7]

Step By Step

METHOD MAN "Tical 2000 Judgementday"
[Method Man] This goes out to all the big head niggaz And all them big head bitches You know my steez-o Yo, yo, yo, yo Deadly melodic, robotic steez-o blur your optic So you can't see the topic, condition combo Blaze bring the heat to your Mourning like Alonzo Head honcho like Eastwood, gun in my pancho Another bad desperado, trapped inbetween the hills and the El Dorados, but you can't do that Welcome to the Wheel of Fortune where Pat don't Sajak Bring it to these cats often, the biggest payback is when I condemn men, to purgatory Stick a pen, do em in, eight million stories in the naked Mr. Method, Blade Runner Blood stain on my track record, top gunner [Chorus: Method Man] You know it's sick now, just a little bit, aw shit Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's this Make em get down, head where I fit, more grip Hold this shit down, she don't know you better school her ('Step in the Arena' sample scratched) Step by Step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit Step by Step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit [Method Man] Check my Extinction Agenda, mind bender No retreat no surrender, head trauma Death before dishonor, sword and golden armor Undetected stealth bomber, blow the session With Immaculate Conception, hit yo' section with my Def Squad connection, the Green-Eyed Bandit E Double up dammit, Iron Lung flow taste like a knuckle sandwich, now you know It's time that I take advantage, take command yo Cops caught me red-handed Blood On the Dance Floor or was it Michael Jackson Fuck it, time for some action Check my Re-Runs an see What's Happening [Chorus 2X] [Method Man] Before she get her back blown Jealous men don't understand and get clapped on, now I'm reloadin Automate and keep it goin, right and exact Runnin track like I'm Jesse Owens, catch em wit my rap slogan Jack Frost, leave em frozen Bust flows and never lay text/latex without my Trojan Hand writtin ass whippin, I keep spittin At any head-on collision, throw dart wit precision And split decision, tell your old folk and your children what I'm dealin Good times, and hood rhymes from the villain Till I see you at the ooh-building motherfuckers [Chorus] This one, is dedicated to my big head niggaz And all them big head bitches All them big head bitches

The Thing In The Bass Amp

Aquabats
Well it got my goat For heaven's sake! What? A-Ha! See something's come over The people around here They never leave their comfor zone What? A-ha! They seem not to care So try to steer clear As the legend goes Of the mystery house The old man in his basement chained A monster in the cabinet A creature of habit incredibly inevitable Incredibly strange Ever since the day Just like a parade When the old man moved to town The people started losing track Of important things they'd known And folks 'round here lost the will To get things done at all Ask someone what wwent wrong They'll say it's not their fault So when you're feeling might low Not just a little, but a lot You realize you're all messed up But don't feel bad A voice inside your head says It's not your fault The Thing That climbs into your head at night The Thing With selfish teeth and greedy eyes The Thing That helps you escape your mistake The Thing There's something else that you can blame THE THING IN THE BASS AMP He unleashed the beast on the people When it hit no one cried or screamed They all went about their business Getting back to the front of the TV screen Now the thing, he's part of your He'll keep your pride alive And who are they to accuse you? I guess they think that thing's a lie! It's a lie! It's a lie! It's a lie It's a lie! So when you're feeling might low Not just a little, but a lot You realize you're all messed up But don't feel bad A voice inside your head says It's not your fault The Thing That climbs into your head at night The Thing With selfish teeth and greedy eyes The Thing That helps you escape your mistake The Thing There's something else that you can blame It's alive! It's alive! It's a lie!

3 In The Head

RUN DMC "Down With The King"
'Do or die!' [2X] [Run] Come on stand up, still-a, a nigga that's gettin iller If you're weak and/or you're sleepin (then what) you get the cap I peel up And til-I, I kill a sucker duck dope dealer Sold to my brother but the ghetto stands stiller Still-a, standin, commandin and demandin from the get-go got the ghetto get a medal cause it's standin I'm makin a buck, they takin a buck, the tax that attacks the world A system built to diss em (who) the boys (who) and the girls They starvin, we're starvin, keepin a nine to five an' try to hold us down, keep us out but we be risin Risin, risin, risin like the cream Stiggidy stiggidy stiggidy still, stiggidy standin for the team [Chorus One: Run-D.M.C. (repeat 2X)] We put three in the head and the little one said roll over, roll over 'Do or die!' [D.M.C.] I run amuk upon the sucker duck punks that I'm steppin on The one you're bettin on you're lucky like a leprechaun I turn my weapon on my record Mic checkin and I'm wreckin and I'm checkin on So check it check it out, I'm gonna rock the house Without a doubta I'ma shout about to turn it out So take a step BACK, I gotta wreck TRACK I got a rep for breakin necks, I get respect black (Damn damn!) Darryl Mack, you're all of that They pray they can save the crazy rat They attack to mack to move him off the map could never tell I fell, to hell and back It's beautiful -- the mic makes hits to the dirty, stinkin, son of a.... (auuuuuuhh) I'm mad and glad and sad and highly upset So don't do nothin that you might regret Cause I'll stomp that ass, like a little insect (c'mon) clean off my kicks (c'mon) clean off my kicks (c'mon) clean off my kicks and then STEP! (stiggidy-stick, step!) [Chorus One] [Chorus Two: Run-D.M.C.] So they all rolled over and one fell out We put two in the head and the little one said, roll over, roll over! 'Do or die!' We put two in the head and the little one said.. [Run] Now c'mon step to me do me pursue me you never knew me You'll be sleepin and you slept on the step And now your crew be sweatin me like you're sweatin the sweat Another groupie dissin D, now you're back on the set I'm makin em takin em breakin em all Diss em one by one You make the mistake of thinkin I'm soft Thinkin Run ain't the one From eighty-three and they be seein me and D and they front the suckers from the ruckus that's about to become Reel it back, come REWIND it's about that time Feelin wack, ate the swine it's about that swine in your body couldn't keep up at the end of the set Bet ya beat ya that I teach ya and you're stuck until death (That's what I'm sayin) [Chorus One] [Chorus Three: Run-D.M.C.] We put two in the head and the little one said We put one in the head and the little one said, roll over, roll over! 'Do or die!' [Jam Master Jay cuts] 'Do or die!' 'Do or die!' 'Do.. or die!' 'Do or die!' 'Do..' 'Do or die!' 'Do or die!' 'Do or die!' 'Do or die!' ..

Devo Has Feelings Too

DEVO "Smooth Noodle Maps"
YOUNG HUNKS CYBERPUNKS AND SWEET THINGS TRYING HARD TO CHANGE YOUR LUCK BABY THUGS BAD SPUDS AND MEAN THINGS LIVING FOR TODAY OR MAYBE EVEN YESTERDAY LOOK AROUND SHAKEY GROUND DO THE RIGHT THING IN THIS WORLD YOU'RE JUST A GUEST DO IT NOW TIME'S RUN OUT FOR THE PIG THING LIVING FOR TODAY STEALING FROM TOMORROW LAW AND ORDER PUPPETS REMOTE-CONTROLLED BY GREED AND TV PREACHER ROBOTS WON'T GIVE YOU WHAT YOU NEED USE YOUR HEAD SIDESTEP THE TRAPS SNAKE THROUGH THE CHAOS WITH A SMOOTH NOODLE MAP BESIDES THE KING'S BEEN DEAD THEY BLEW OFF HIS HEAD IN '63 BIG BUCKS ENERGY SUCKS AND DUMB THINGS MAKE IT HARD TO LIVE AND BREATHE ADD IT UP NO MATTER WHAT THERE'S ONE THING LIVING FOR TODAY THERE'S MAYBE NO TOMORROW SUBHUMAN BLOODLESS LEADERS FED ON LIES AND FEAR AND TV ANCHOR NEWS TEAMS TRIM ALL WE SEE AND HEAR USE YOUR HEAD SIDESTEP THE TRAPS SNAKE THROUGH THE CHAOS WITH A SMOOTH NOODLE MAP BESIDES GOD ISN'T DEAD HE'S IN YOUR HEAD RIGHT WHERE HE OUGHT TO BE

Made In America

Del The Funky Homosapien
[Featuring Hieroglyphics] DEL: Mista twista get ya every single time when I rhyme like I know so I flow with tha gifted tounge an encriptic rung new phases to enter the mazes play this two times a day with the dayo day hey hey ho with a day light come I plum forgot what a wack rhyme was because I buzz like a bee in the ears of my peers so they know and I know we all know day hey yo day light come and me wanna go home- cool no tool, no Smith and Wesson just an oppisite so I can pop a bit of shit on the mic when I get on the mic pee-pee--pee-ping! I ricochet a bit on the mic and I like it- Just like the Gulf or World War II d-e-l will say and straight slay anyone who makes advances when I make um heel peel off the anwsers when i'm drilling in your skull like a beaver binito-but I ain't finished till I like to flip side rhymes cause the rhythm gets deminished. Casual I would if I could but I ain't cause I'm dank time for me to lay down the law: who's raw? you saw the blues and the shoes of the writer stronger than a siskel and your like a side bar artery- try to win the lottery before you try to slaughter me because I'm not the g to be stepped to let loose negative bones that my rep crew I let loose negative tones so you better get flows to counter act what we've done proceed more stunts cause I'm hard like a street, son we go and step back as I wreck shop pronounced to break necks of those who won't stop artist-the one who does better they ain't found and if someone else tries to step: I knock that ass down the bigger the batter the bigger the fatter is whenever you figure this nigga is gettin his be real and don't kill my walk with your next thought and answer that your boss- cause that's when you lost keep on losing, amusing many tactics I came to earn more green than Saint Patrick and I make backs if you get caught frontin' never bought a Newport but I'm on the button. Tajai I needs no sugar crisp to get swift so what with two sylabols-it's just the positive Tajai I steals Souls that try to steal my laddin coming to your brain like I would on a sheet I respond with no distraction when I see one fatter than re-run so what's happennin'? it's not where you from, it's just how you come correct my stacks will get rough to bake get phucked enough to my men like idie midie look in the membrane enough because I am a righty fight these- you'll catch follies if you folly I make shanks to stick fakes I'm dank and you're quaint wack shit puritian surround like ineffectual I get um-blunt style like the heart of homosexuals. not for sex when you cross the intersection you're damaged get bruised knuckles and what you look for bad ones busted a few much more than two a slew of sold ass phonies, bust their cohonies try, you'll catch my Vans in your highnee that's if my bankrupt slips though I doubt how do you want to convert me in time but I seize more than those candies-nothing gets by me so play them tracks- and you'll go out like beta max next to Tajai cause I kicks the greater stacks. Opio Be deep boom- bob your head to this, mischievous soul socidle, idle chatter never slips off the lips of this writter might not be the greater innovater of the mind scheme but my style is like the visine: it gets your eyes opening. this raggedy andy gets dandy like a lion in the meadow while the teapot blows steam like a kettle the hip to the hop I make up flip when I get drastic stepping with their moods but their flows are pornographic and man with the vocal making the locals go insane the regal rhyming speech substan-nance for the brain get frisky with the phrases like you praises like a deity the one with liberated souls -control for infinity got style much slimma-kids' got a body child Hieroglyphics gonna flip the rhythm for the meanwhile articulate my lingo as I linger in my medium of speech and I could keep poppin cause I'm trying to teach a smidgen of religion to the fraudulant listen, pay attention I'm the master of this convention kick the wigidy while ye style be stutering just like smiley skipping singles down your satur-dreams to bad it seems you try me and I can make it play down into extreme conscienceness plus your wondering extinguish all them myths optimistic, stylistic, mysticness I'm swift like murcury nursing me I show I've got the gift. A-Plus People call me Snupe: that's because I'm living fat People call me nasty: that's because I eat the cat and I swing a bat to knuckle heads, leaving devils dead never said never cause I cock my head better dreadlock on the top of my head, never flakky if this was a peel then Bodasa couldn't shake me or bake me cause Betty Crocker's oven isn't hot enough if you wanna spread the skins then I got alot of stuff got it? tough-got enough-gotta lick it twice why step? here's a fly rep I kept my step ladder I had a fatter flow to be hittin on now it's just a smidgen like a pidgeon I be shittin' on sittin on a futon... slip the larger roots on I'm the type of brotha that ya have to keep ya boots on opps- I'm sorry cause I didn't mean to dis you I could hook a hoe and make um blow like I was tissue mary had a little lamb, Adam got a lot of doe looking in my garden, schylar got a lotta hoes Yo-I didn't mean hoes, yo I meant women If she got the pooh, I got the trunks: let's go swimming dip dip dive as I'm live moving in on the top of my jock you don't stop here a pimp there a pimp everywhere a pimp pimp this A-plus grades the quiz-so there it is

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