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EVAN AND JARON lyrics - We've Never Heard Of You, Either

South Of Tennessee

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I stare alone for no reason at all I could've had someone with me but didn't think to call and I'm definately bored and I sit with the cure I know I want to go yet my mind must know something more I wanna go home somewhere south of tennessee I wanna go home this isn't what it used to be feel the lines they're on my face where old school yards aren't parking space I'm home I'm home south of tennessee now I'm stuck in time in an ordinary chair this ain't no dream land hell this is nowhere I'd ever wish to be and I haven't spoken to my brother in over 2 years and I smell like cigarettes and I don't and won't even smoke the stuff but it seems to be growing on me [Chorus] now I touch my face everythings feels to be in place I have no clue how long it's been since I left you and left myself in outer space you know gravity's cool for a while but so are go-carts and I know I want to go but don't want to deal with the technical parts [Chorus]

Lyrical Gangbang

Dr Dre "The Chronic"
(feat. Lady Of Rage, Kurupt, RBX) [Intro:] This should be played at high volume Preferably in a residential area [Lady Of Rage] Now I'ma kick up dust As I begin to bust On the wick-wack, fucked up suckers you can't trust When I pick up I lick up, ya face get smacked up when I rack up, so all you motherfuckers just pack up Or get slapped with the swiftness If you think you're swift then forget Merry Christmas Now stuff that in your stocking I'm knockin em out the box 'n' Knockin em out their sock 'n' Cuz Robin is rockin Breakin em down to the slab Takin em down on their ass Now what you wanna do Ya wanna battle, huh See ya watch and creak without a motherfuckin paddle Rattle that brain, I'm not that same ol' plain Jane We're on you like a border, you're nothin more than a crane Or a pebble, take it from the real rap rebel Not Bushwick Bill but I can take it to that other level You think you got pull then pull it, uhh! I got the trigger so I figure you'll bite the bullet Then bite the dust and wipe the fuck Do what I must and what I must is bust The bubble or choose some trouble, forty-due's So stick to my Luger, Lady of Rage is comin thru [Dre] - (Some cool shit, some cool shit) [Kurupt] I fears no one, I makes em cool off like a ploar cap Lynchin as I hits, misses the rollin back Pushin packs to make a profit Diggy dope stuck on the topic so stop and gimme my pops, kid I'm livin large like a fat bitch So get back, bitch, I'm hard to broke art so the faggots This young black kid, I'm mercenary, merciless Murderin mega some niggas so who's first to diss They say I'm bad so you'll find none worst than this Chewin motherfuckers up like a Hershey Kiss Put to sleep, rippin the lyrics I'm leavin Rough wind flex too complex, wrecks, then I'm peace So feel the wrath, nigga, I rip in half niggas Ya quick ta talk shit I whip your ass nigga So watch me blast, nigga, cuz I'm the last nigga ya wanna fuck wit, so up your cash, nigga I make stagger, ob' skills and jimmy ragged Home in and drag her, sit wit ya girl and watch me tag her Pullin steel like a stunt Sold like an ID card, nigga, no needs ta front, so here to torment up a track on crack and I'm strapped witta semi-toll milli-ten Mac Yo, I breaks em off, I breaks em off cheap Deadly as Jason on Friday The 13th [RBX] Back in the days, niggas they use to scrap but now in ninety-due', niggas they pull they strap Cuz, umm, police dem come wicked and dem shoot Niggas, so niggas retaliate and start to loot Execute, boom, stompin black soldier Here ta teach and mould ya The ennerator, dominator, narrator RB to the motherfuckin X Flex wicked styl-e, bompin be found into greed by a Maniac with a gat See nowadays niggas is like that I pull my trigger back, the bullets go BOP BOP BOP now I'm on Death Row Fuck it, niggas goin wild, everynight they shoot It's like Beirut Maybe you should get a teflon vest for your chest Anytime ya step into my hood But that'll do you know good One slug to ya face, no hate, you gettin smoked like wood Nasty nigga but he pumps, face back on the concrete Here comes the white sheet Mr. Coroner cocked with some yellow tape But the murderers escape Audi lane 5 G's Lyrical gangbang but it's just a G thang

96 Bars Of Revenge

JME "Boy Better Know - Shh Hut Yuh Muh Edition [1]"
Anyone who dissed ma mom yeah suck ya dead great gran for ya dads batty crease rude boi It's time to up the levels again A new mc's born every weekend If your an mc don't try and be freindly Cause I will not holla back like gwen You'll get no air time like space Frankly there's not enough space There's already too many stars like space And I'm not avin a bar like space So shut ya mout gimme space gimme room If ya don't then you will be facin ya doom My lyrics are deeper than a base on a tune With hidden messages like the face of the moon My lyrics will cheap up ya rhymes You just chat about beef all the time Your content is weeker than mine Your dry lyrics need some e45 Bare mc's just lie too much If not then they say like too much Easy peasy similies used frequently realy gets on my nerves High like sky Big like ben Air like pie That's what you do all the time in ya rhymes Not like mine When I come round it's metaphor time I'm so deep, when I come around, your ears pop, When I spit lyrics your ears stop Pickin up the ambient sounds around cause I'm on top Your so weak, when I come around, you best not Spit no lyrics, go have a drink, swag mc's, spit with me, Die in the lick It's not a good career choice My lyrics will deminish your voice If this was your lyric, you'd sayin sumfin like me bein crap in your rolls royce Not JME, that's too predictable Blud, what would I rhyme with "Royce"? I'll say sumfin deep like, when I go festivals I don't pay the ticket kiosk My names on the list V.I.p wristband triple A card Hangin from ma nekk Your not a musician, put you in a room with a computer you just surf the net Not me, I open fruit loops, cubase, pro tools, logic, reason, Abelton live, I don't give a shit So turn on the computer, make a hit See Jme, hes in charge I ain't never been stealing cars I'm meetin stars My tunes will make ya mouth water, just like sweety jars I'm repeating bars Cause that's me, individual I didn't cheat in class You lot thicker than windscreen glass Lyk kano I got beats and bars My album will soon be out, you can cop that, Straight off the shelve like greeting cards 1s and 2s and 3s on the charts When in HMV breezin past My lyrics are serious leavin scars Like skepta you hear me in cars I'm not a cheat but I'm breezin past Like a cheater, your a cow eatin grass Wanna see me in big car chase I'm guna grind in the paper chase Before all my skate park days Before music made the 8 bar phrase LISTENNN! like timble While Jme's hittin the right symbol Riddim is cold like a winter day Listen as the base gets syncopates Trust, can't get rid of me since I learned how to export the midi sequence Skepta and Jme are rock Them lot got a loud base treble on the top room shot Any wasteman, with a pc Can't step to Skepta or Jme I don't care what you thought, can't beat them at 140 bpm Yo, yo, blud, blud, don't get rude, rude, rude, rude boi, boi warning you You, you, no, no, I don't normally slew, slew me thatll be the end of you All this bad boy talk is nothin Got a slit face like you wanna say somethin Don't get rude, blud I said don't get rude Or I will start up a cuttin Yo, yo, bredrin, fix your face, face, face, facts, facts, you can't spray Spray Jme blud what did you say Say that agen that's the end of ya day All this rare tare tare is air Think you'll scare me if you swear Don't get rude, blud I said don't get rude, or I will break your ear

Consolation

Cathy Dennis
I just can't console myself Everytime I go away from you I just can't take hold of myself Everytime I go away from you I just can't compose myself I just can't dispose of my time And without attitude There is no reason or rhyme And everybody says since I left you That I look so happy - well I do Another day a better mood What does it prove When my friends say I'm missing you Nobody loves like you do No-one annoys me like you Nobody studys me and watches me The way that you do Nobody stands in your place Since you've been out of my face My friends took your view If thats some consolation to you Gotta take control of myself Gotta turn my head and find someone new But the moment I am out of your sight I'm only looking for you Ain't no consolation at all Knowing I can go and do as I please Well I miss your everyday charm And I miss the insanity Nobody loves like you do No-one annoys me like you Nobody studies me and watches me The way that you do Nobody stands in your place Since you've been out of my face My friends took your view If thats some consolation to you And everbody says since I left you That I look so happy - well I do Another day a better mood What does it prove When my friends say I'm missing you Since I walked out and left you Lost all my glitter and all I hope my freedom now is worth This unpredictable love I'm an emotional waste I've fallen flat on my face It's all coming true So that's some consolation A small consolation..........

Zodiaccupuncture

AESOP ROCK "Fast Cars, Danger, Fire And Knives"
March The more the merrier Get a couple or more to carry you to the burial F-R-E-S-H Fresh to death and keep it def to the left Well it was Capricorn, Virgo, Aquarius (Check!), Cancer, Leo, Sagittarius (Check!), Pisces, Libra, Scorpio, Aries, Gemini, Taurus Let 'em die for it [Aesop Rock:] Delicate freak show alert the frame Bash all flags where the mag spin park Corroded by the volts that jolt the cold vein Boogie down kits to slip past the guard Def with a mascot of radical mass Megaphone fuzz and a woofer on fritz We are not trained to divert the crash But march face first with a prayer for the blitz Stand up for the cinema fire, simian ire Cold shimmy for the cinnamon sky; Intimate eyes loop all known alleys Scoop the bounty like daddy hires Bazooka to murder Ralphie I curdle with burnt milk, pariah sigh, honor piranha money Count it with the knuckle that hustle bread out a copper tummy One of these rebels could level the marked city But the N.Y. uber alles governor's picky I'll be the jenky Jesus for the species you bleed with Ultra, soldier poach the folklore Jump guns through the ninth gate Jump guns like a noon six burner lit up on the ninth pace Even set among a portion conformed to the blind stage, Never lured by the formal watching imported wines age We bow to the gusto mustered by the mecha-bot Plowed by the public, ushered out the letterbox Wowed by the subject punctured by the helicop Boy meets vermin: the widescreen version Headaches, nausea, vomiting, facial paralysis These area a few of my favorite venomous side effects Mamba, Water Moc, Pit Viper, Diamond Back, Anaconda, Boomslang, Cobra, bite 'em back Spinal tap crabs to the clapper Aesop Rock is the Cadillac of natural disaster Push that button Everybody gotta push something That's why the envelope is where it wasn't I work with the builders, whittle my gorilla military And fizzle 'em through the vigilante filters Who lamps left of the toggle? How'd they fit that ninja in a bottle? A hundred million motherfuckers with they hands out Verse a walking zipper bomb trying to keep the man down Get up, get down Sit up, sit down It's either fancy footwork or get bit by the hounds Face up, face down Laced up, laced down It's either fist to the sky or get bit by the crowd Well it was Capricorn, Virgo, Aquarius (Check!), Cancer, Leo, Sagittarius (Check!), Pisces, Libra, Scorpio, Aries, Gemini, Taurus Let 'em die for it [Aesop Rock] I was chewing my tongue out of my mouth one day When the blood in my beard hit the dirt by the blazers Would have said 'curb it' like any nervous habit 'til maverick told me the coyote pack could smell the wound for acres And labor to cater fang to fisherman gut critters Oblivious to the glimmer of innocent duck feathers Fuck it Want a carnivore war? Bet I'll be at the Bronx Zoo with a lock pick kit On the eject for cockpit bench, helicop clip Nazi cops on kamikaze belly flop shit Roger, hop-fence-kill-a-crop, monster We are the tired and poor, we come for your water Boom! Bounce when the church corrupt When the mayor knuckle dust city worker bugs When the stars finger babies like I flirt with sluts You'll see the fire engine red fox ears perk up Metal kettle unsettling treble howl, settler trembling Measuring mellow on the levitate off the mezzanine Never seen a ton of bricks dressing clean dapper 'til it's pin stripe and skull chunk forty stories after And U.S.A. on a Ketamine disaster Cane for stress Crack if the former left you unimpressed Now pardon me if part of me heart of an oddball, but damn Kumba-fucking-ya, dog Terminally alienated and bent awkward by the bought, Prepped package of the slickest spin-doctors Raised where the paranoid hide tools proper, Like suspicious cargo in a high school locker And it looks like war, quacks like war, So it's Occam's Razor and I'm swayze out the door A hundred million motherfuckers hold me back The hand cannons won't ask 'bout your zodiac, boy Get up, get down Sit up, sit down It's either fancy footwork or get bit by the hounds Face up, face down Laced up, laced down It's either fist to the sky or get bit by the crowd Well it was Capricorn, Virgo, Aquarius (Check!), Cancer, Leo, Sagittarius (Check!), Pisces, Libra, Scorpio, Aries, Gemini, Taurus Let 'em die for it

Self Destructor

Frenzal Rhomb
I've been living without a face so I can't face the day Civil war behind my eyes I'm the only one to blame Take a step back and run and hide I'm looking for an enemy or a friend from deep inside My self destruction increases my cred I need to be real and I need to be fed As broken as an unloved skateboard at the lost and found As tired as a rabid dog waiting at the pound I like to live and I've got reasons to destroy Try to stand the test of time, my mind is not a toy My self destruction so easily led No need to now I'm wrecked inside my head Wake up to this self abuse this trait is not a crime I've seen the way to live with poison everything turns fine Listen up to the soft words to myself Time to ignore these little voices and pretend I'm someone else Monitor my intake and I'll document this time Give me something to believe in give me cheap-arsed wine Self destructor gripping onto what life there's left to live What's the point in giving up when there's nothing left to give

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