JACKYL lyrics - Relentless

The More You Hate It

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Sweet Atlanta dances under the lights Me and the boys are back in town Tasting the nightlife Now the time is as right as it ever was Got a good buzz all is right you see I got a good time in my sights (Chorus) And she dances on the center stage Like a fantasy jumps straight off the page She got electric moves and got them down to a tee She got a Vegas smile, she gets a rise out of me Those all American girls got it goin' on They got it all in place oh yea And they let it be known And she ain't wrong From Detroit City down to Bourbon Street Dip me hand in the cookie jar oh yea And I'm hangin' with the World's elite Look at that boys (Chorus) And she dances on the center stage Like a fantasy jumps straight off the page She got electric moves and got them down to a tee She got a Vegas smile, she gets a rise out of me Got a Vegas smile it gets a rise out of me (Bridge) It's so good it will make you fall to your knees and beg for forgiveness It'll make you crawl across the desert on your hands and knees for a long hot mile It's time to break it down like a shotgun when you see that Vegas smile (Chorus)

Divine Inspiration

John Reuben
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girlies From Upper-class America to minimum-wage employees Wherever you are, wherever you're at From Columbus Ohio to your point on the map It's that kid John Reuben, mic checkin' one, two'n MCs get the boot when they claim to be the shoe in nothing new Everybody wanna be a superstar MC As for me, I find better things in which to place my energy Diverse family, we up and at 'em full fashion Been locked up in the lab mixin up this contraption Smackin the mic with verbs and nouns of life I utilize my time right to hold it down and keep it tight And then decipher that I step through Yeshua equals life so I don't separate the two True peace 'n joy, more love to the connector Illuminate your town as we hit your sector Everywhere we rock, everywhere we go Every type of thought, every type of show We got divine inspiration, we got divine inspiration Well, let me come into the track, yes ya'll Bring it on back, yes ya'll One time for the mental piece release Mos def John Reuben will decrease Christ increased inspired lyrics hit your soul direct blow How we communicate graf DJ and break Take a minute, now listen and dissect the intuition More than ear candy but yo, I dwell in submission to Heavenly powers, hours on end I spend Lookin for creative combinations to blend Now that's a good combination, that's a good combination Chorus In the place to be bringin it out like... Like dots, I connect my rhymes to the spot Warp speed like I'm trekky, to bang heads of block To rock, to petrify, combust with mad rush More cool than that J to bring that cold crush Transcend, runnin through this whole scheme Seen with raps, stay fresh, more ultra to the V I'm clutching microphones and roamin thru them zones And melodies I release serk ambassadors and vocal tones Shooting missiles from the lab, I contract, bust verbal raps Ripping, torn thru, and spilling into laps, douse lyricals with divine divinity To rise above the normal mediocre plain MC Let me introduce cause I feel I'm rev'd and heated In a state of mass destruct MCs like they never existed Seein stars, like I'm spangle in your banner Christian manner, b-boy for Christ, roaring like I'm Judah Chorus

Modern Mans Hustle

ATMOSPHERE
The first time I met the Devil was at a Motel 6 she left Hell to spend a weekend on Earth just for kicks sexy little bitch, shorter than expected about five-foot five big an' thick in the breast and thighs beautiful, dark eyes a strong stare large lips, soft hands and long hair I said Ill make you smile for the simple fact Im good at it Ill make you smile just so I can sit and look at it, Chorus: 2x I will show you all you need to know you must hold on to anyone that wants you and I will love you through simple and the struggle but girl you gotta understand the modern man must hustle Who cares what Jane says she always spits the same spit Id rather kill the radio and listen to the rain hit little sister needs seclusion Somehow she'll discover it through the pop music got used to the feeling of falling but you'll never see her following bouncing back and forth between the healing and the hollering riding the outer ring of your own private saturn thoughts scattered all across the grey matter Little baby doll, she doesnt know what to say to yall the patience is short and of course the pride is way too tall break it all smash the past like it was made of glass aint no other way to make it last It hurts to watch Lucy lose a dream Ive had the pleasure of seeing our hero kick and scream and when she calms down Ill turn the sound down and put my arms around the little lost and found and Ill tell her that Chorus:2x Hush little lady dont say a word all the rest of the village gonna know your disturbed and if you let em know that your vulnerable then there aint no stoppin (high) before they open you slow Im a chapter in you text book Read me like a check book mistook love at first sight for a sex look enough of the blind mans bluff I want the good stuff trying to hook up a full belly and a foot rub The moderns man hustle, i dig it I shuvle feed me ya troubles and need me to cuddle bundle up in my mitten and coat as cold as it get Ill keep your winter afloat so let the snow fall (its comin down) she doesnt want to understand why I still come around she look at the mirror she dont see what I see she hold no history of how precious she be Lay your head on my chest speak of this stress kick your feet up and rest before we clean up the nest I hate to see you upset, it cramps the position and if you didnt know you better listen cause Chorus:2x

Second Sermon

Extra Prolific
Chorus When you hoes is lonely in the night All you need is the one who can make it right Just get back and page me I will find a way Baby girl its me time Lets do it like the dogs by the street sign Combine with the beast that's bout the shiekin' Sweet is the wine I sip off your thigh Reeking the smell of the cream that just slipped in your eye Peeking at you fannie Swing back and forth in your panties Smoke a tenny, pop the remy Its another Annie Heartbreak, if your smart take of your tennies Throw on them red heels tender Remember me not being sober I hit the curb when I pulled over You was cool cause I was riding that toyoter Since I'm the kind who macking for sex I hit the pedal then came back in the lex Why did it take all that For you to fall flat, on your face While my balls slap the pace Of your cushor Japanese or African sisters Laughin' at bustas Because you back with the hustler Chorus x2 You said your man went to jail Wanna give me that tail His ATU at nine Time will reveal I showed up with my sex motor over your quota Little ginny in my glass of soda its over I'm givin' all my sex Your man called collect To give y'all respect I withdraw the bed Hung up ensured him that the pussy's untouched But you keep telling me in person how you love it so much And probably Keep the lights on just to see my body A hobby is what we call it But can't live without it I'm noddin' fast asleep In the nasty sheets Pass my glass of tea So the wrath in me, can blossom Everynight a different way to toss'em is awesome Takin' flicks of all the naked shit you see the boss is Tellin you to tell your man that your girlfriend took'em So he can smile when he lookin' Chorus x2

My Oedipus Complex

KID ROCK "The Polyfuze Method"
I need somebody won't u help me, I need somebody won't you tell me who I am I need somebody please please help me, I need somebody u must tell me who I am I've been livin a lie so long it seems I've lived a life time. If u could see what I feel it would make your ghetto lood like heaven And I believe it stems down from my family situation, I never liked my old man, I couldn't stand to be around him Sometimes I sit all alone just starin at his picture. My heart turns to stone and I think of this (Chorus I)U never loved me u never held me tight, instead u shook me like a beast to wake me up at night u tried to make me think that your ways were best, when all I was was an outlet for all your stress Life it's the ultimate sin, A game with no rules that you're expected to win My personal hell's hidden with a grin Dad take the stand and let the trial begin U said that oil and water don't mix though it seems cool. Keep with your own and don't fuck up our gene pool U should've went to school like your bigger brother, but you played the fool with a different color Runnin ship with a whip, I tried to keep up but I kept getting tripped Money made u so wise, how could u look thru my face and not see your own eyes Do as i say and not as I do, but I can't cuz when I look in the mirror I see u And oh the pain how it hurts, it was always your home and your business that came first U said a man is as good as his word, but your mind was closed and mine never herd They say the nut don't fall far from the tree, look at u then look at me... (Chorus II)U ain't nothin to me u've never been to me, And all u ever gave a damn about was money see So now fuck u man you ain't shit to me, And it's the day that I die of this hate that I'm free Now I know growin up son that it ain't always been easy, and I know at times I was not always there for you We never spent much time just talkin or havin a good time, but understand growin up son I never had a dime So I worked my ass off and I put myself thru college, and everything I have to this day u know I built it all Oh I wish I could go back and change the years that's lost between us, I wish I could take back some of the things I said to you Son I said I'm sorry... Son I said I'm sorry but still u resent me so. Son I said I'm sorry and why do u resent me so (Chorus III)I always loved u I always cared for u, just never wanted U to go thru what I've been thru I tried to raise my fuckin family just the best I know, and now I'm hated like the devil and for what I don't know Dahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Talkin' Return Of The Great Folk Scare Blues

John Wesley Harding "Dynablob"
Well I was born in 1965 That was a hell of a good time to be alive Except that by the age of ten The music had turned crap again Now people say they wanna bring back the 70's I say hey give the bad music of today a chance Punk came round, that was pretty scary It was like a contemporary Peter, Paul and Mary Shocking! And before the 80's got too far It was time for me to pick up my guitar Picked it up Looked good! All my friends turned up their noses At Freewheelin' and For The Roses Preferring image over substance A hairstyle for a musical influence All those Ultravox records, they're gathering dust But me, I'm still listening to Live Rust And if the 90's are the 60's turned upside down Then the 80's were the 60's the right way up Only with half the top cut off? If you think about it! And in the town where I did live There was no-one I could do hoot night with So I sat alone with my six strings And I learned how to play and sing Woody Guthrie's guitar killed fascists and crime But in Hastings, East Sussex, South of England My guitar killed time? And I got gigs opening for bands And things would get outta hand Cos big men would yell out their derision So I developed humor as a defense mechanism? The main band of the night would be?.. And I'd go on first and I'd get carried away? Literally And I moved to the big old smoky city Just after University And I got a gig opening for a friend of mine Where I happened to be playing my ace in the right place at the Right time? So I gave up my PhD To become a dustbowl folky That's Phil Ochs not Phil Oakey And then I learned the Folksinger's Prayer and it goes like this: Our Father Who art on Folkways Ramblin' Jack be thy name Thy Folk City come Thy will be done On CD as it was on vinyl Give us this day our daily gig And forgive us our protest As we forgive those who protest against us And lead us not into electricity But deliver us from commercialism For Prine is the kingdom The power of the story Forever be clever A minor? So hey everybody the time is near The Folk revival's coming here But it's a tough thing to revive today Cos it never really goes away That's cos it's a good thing So everyone it's time to come and claim your share It's time to re-iron your hair It's time to relearn Scarborough Fayre And in 5 years time you're gonna look back You're gonna say 'I was there' At the return of the great folk scare

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