JUVENILE lyrics

Nolia Clap (Remix)

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[Juvenile:] uh huh Remix...Remix.... Wacko, Juvenile, Skip! Hollaback.... Where H-town at..ATL at..Miami, Lil Haiti, Lauderdale at... [Chorus] Ya'll hear dat Nolia clap? Ya'll hear dat Nolia clap? I say da U gon do dey thing wodie please believe If not we'll make it hard for u cowards to breave One thing about a ghost, keeps sh* up a sleeve Juve and skip attack the boards, while I plug em wit 3's Every stash spot i got, I stuff it wit g's don't need a chain or a whip to snatch me a freak.. I'd rather ride around in my hooptie blowin on trees With two heaters in my lap..bumpin 400 degreez I 'on rock wit juvenile. what clown? datz my dawg.. Say dat sh* again I'll wack all ya'll. Get on some bo? sh*...smack all ya'll Prolly get on dat rob sh*...crack all ya'll I neva talk sideways I put ya on da highway Have ya sweatin in da chicken coop like smokey off Friday Catch ya in da nolia have ya runnin down da driveway Tryna bring ya down ? Yippe Ka Yay Where da Bay at...to dat 'lay at where dem teks, where dem 9's, where dem k's at [Chorus] west coast whats up, west side whats up where NY at..., NJ at, Philly philly, DC, VA at [Chorus] east coast whassup, east side whassup [Skip:] I'm straight hollygrove ya know dat But I'm ol' skool, fisher projek like a throwback Now I told you now you know dat You ain't welcome here, you ain't see I'm Gone on my doormat So stupid why...you ain't abide by dat If I catch you on my porch, you gon die by dat Right there, by them leaves..you can lie by dat On side of dat dog doo doo, you can dry like dat Cause this is payback for anyone who eva said dat Look, I'm safe wit this vest...Gon get his head packed Or get his face slashed, get his neck jooked Look in my face...this how death look If ya deaf look, I won't play witcha Gun talk is all I'm gonna say to ya So learn to read lips...cause see we tripz Every time dat alk and dem trees mix Where da Row at, Interscope at... Choppa City, Universal, Cut Throat at... [Chorus] where my pimps wassup, all my playaz wassup where UTP at, Crime Lab at, Rap A Lot, DTP, Aftermath at [Chorus] all my souljas wassup, all my gangstas wassup [Juvenile] we from the dirrty dirrty ya heard me ya shoot and get shot from under the department line we bout as long as ya block i travel all over the states been in some serious spots carzy not knowing if them people gon' kill me or not all that booting up and stunnin and gon get u no where if u aint bout shooting them subs dont even go there if u scared show u scraed and put ur sets down we aint got a way lookin for beef u can go away now gotta holla at ?? survival these people be my people hook me up with some prada clap for a PM calp for a bbenz and if u clap right here ill give u twenties and tens 3rd ward got money we got plenty to spend quit spending on transportation we got plenty of them YEA THIS IS BIG BUISNES RIGHT HERE RAP-A-LOT UTP 2004 PUT UR U'S UP [Chorus]

Cambodia

LIMP BIZKIT
Are you ready baby? Are you ready? Then get the fuck up! Let me hear some noise! There's diffintely not enough people on the fucking floor There's diffintely not enough people on the fucking floor You people come on get up Woo ha Wait just a minute I see your mouth moving But I don't hear a word that you say Mish mosh Up and bring my psycho highways My ways up and down like the Dow Jones I bring these microphones I don't exaggerate Keep it real and only speak about the shit I hate Don't hate you people just the 'tudes the attitudes Lose the attitude And I wouldn't be fucking mad at you But if your fighting don't be fighting Kid I'm sorta liking what your stealing Your open room style needs some healing Checked out by my flow I'm glad you know Behind this punk I got the phattest fucking live show You feel the tension the eye balls in your socket You can't apprehend I'll be rock it you can't stop it You like the ways we be living it You need it your demo tape punk Inspected then ejected who survives at the end of the day When to much air play huh I'm gonna keep it all on the ground I need you help baby Get up! Woo ha Cambodia What do you know about this punk!? Who's hot, who's not? Wait just a minute I see your mouth moving But I don't hear a word that you say Hand grenades best describes the impaction Leaving no satisfaction You take it back what was you doing back in 82' No need for intrust Just the thought for your mental call out Shelter helter-skelter the J I'll bet ya the deal will upset ya But I'm an easy rider like I'm Henry Fonda The king pin Bizkit that flows be on ya The mental highways my path you can't stop the unexpected So check your road block Old black water keep on rolling Cause this mic is mine and I'll keep on shinning on you Do you feel it? Then get up, get up! Woo ha Cambodia What do you know about this punk!? Who's hot, who's not?

Shout

MICHAEL JACKSON
SHOUT Michael Jackson Verse Ignorance of people purchasing diamonds and necklaces, And barely able to keep the payments up on their lessons, And enrolled in a class and don't know who the professor is, How low people go for the dough and make a mess of things, Kids are murdering other kids for the fun of it, Instead of using their mind or their fist, they put a gun in it Wanna be a part of a clique, don't know who's running it, Tragedy on top of tragedy you know it's killing me. So many people in agony, this shouldn't have to be, Too busy focusing on ourselves and not His Majesty, There has to be some type of change for this day and age, We gotta rearrange and flip the page, Living encaged like animals and cannibals, Eating each other alive just to survive the nine to five, Every single day is trouble while we struggle and strive Peace of mind's so hard to find. Chorus I wanna shout, throw my hands up and shout What's this madness all about All this makes me wanna shout You know it makes me wanna shout, Throw my hands up and shout What's this madness all about All this makes me wanna shout, c'mon now Verse 2 Problems, complications and accusations Dividing the nations and races of empty faces A war is taking place. No substitution for restitution, the only solution for peace Is increasing the height of your spirituality. Masses of minds are shrouded, clouded visions Deceptions and indecision, no faith or religion, how we're living. The clock is ticking, the end is coming, there'll be no warning, But we live to see the dawn. Bridge How can we preach, when all we make this world to be Is a living hell torturing our minds. We all must unite, to turn darkness to light, And the love in our hearts will shine. Verse 3 We're disconnected from love, we're disrespecting each other Whatever happened to protecting each other Poisoned your body and your soul for a minute of pleasure, But the damage that you've done is gonna last forever. Babies being born in the world already drug addicted and afflicted, Family values are contradicted. Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, the pressure is building and I've had enough. Chorus...

Criminal

EMINEM "The Marshall Mathers LP"
[Eminem] A lot of people ask me.. stupid fuckin questions A lot of people think that.. what I say on records or what I talk about on a record, that I actually do in real life or that I believe in it Or if I say that, I wanna kill somebody, that.. I'm actually gonna do it or that I believe in it Well, shit.. if you believe that then I'll kill you You know why? Cuz I'm a CRIMINAL CRIMINAL You god damn right I'm a CRIMINAL Yeah, I'm a CRIMINAL [Eminem] My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge That'll stab you in the head whether you're a fag or lez Or the homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vest Pants or dress - hate fags? The answer's yes Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobic Starin at my jeans, watchin my genitals bulgin (Ooh!) That's my motherfuckin balls, you'd better let go of em They belong in my scrotum, you'll never get hold of em Hey, it's me, Versace Whoops, somebody shot me! And I was just checkin the mail Get it? Checkin the 'male'? How many records you expectin to sell after your second LP sends you directly to jail? C'mon!-- Relax guy, I like gay men Right, Ken? Give me an amen (AAA-men!) Please Lord, this boy needs Jesus Heal this child, help us destroy these demons Oh, and please send me a brand new car And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital Preacher preacher, fifth grade teacher You can't reach me, my mom can't neither You can't teach me a goddamn thing cause I watch TV, and Comcast cable and you ain't able to stop these thoughts You can't stop me from toppin these charts And you can't stop me from droppin each March with a brand new cd for these fuckin retards Duhhh, and to think, it's just little ol' me Mr. Don't Give A Fuck, still won't leave Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X) I'm a CRIMINAL Cuz every time I write a rhyme, these people think it's a crime to tell em what's on my mind - I guess I'm a CRIMINAL but I don't gotta say a word, I just flip em the bird and keep goin, I don't take shit from no one [Eminem] My mother did drugs - tar, liquor, cigarettes, and speed The baby came out - disfigured, ligaments indeed It was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as she Don't dare make fun of that baby cause that baby was me I'm a CRIMINAL - an animal caged who turned crazed But how the fuck you sposed to grow up when you weren't raised? So as I got older and I got a lot taller My dick shrunk smaller, but my balls got larger I drink malt liquor to fuck you up quicker than you'd wanna fuck me up for sayin the word ... My morals went thhbbpp when the president got oral Sex in his Oval Office on top of his desk Off of his own employee Now don't ignore me, you won't avoid me You can't miss me, I'm white, blonde-haired and my nose is pointy I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die in plane crashes and laughs As long as it ain't happened to him Slim Shady, I'm as crazy as Em -inem and Kim combined - *kch* the maniac's in Replacin the doctor cause Dre couldn't make it today He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin his place (Mm-mm-mmm!) Oh, that's Dre with an AK to his face Don't make me kill him too and spray his brains all over the place I told you Dre, you should've kept that thang put away I guess that'll teach you not to let me play with it, eh? I'm a CRIMINAL [Interlude Skit] Aight look (uh huh) just go up in that motherfucker get the motherfuckin money and get the fuck up outta there [Em] Aight I'll be right here waitin on you [Em] Aight Yo Em [Em] What?! Don't kill nobody this time [Em] Awwright... god damn, fuck... (whistling) how you doin'? [Teller] HI, how can I help you? [Eminem] Yeah I need to make a withdrawl [Teller] Okay [Eminem] Put the fuckin money in the bag bitch and I won't kill you! [Teller] What? Oh my god, don't kill me [Eminem] I'm not gonna kill you bitch, quit lookin around... [Teller] Don't kill me, please don't kill me... [Eminem] I said I'm not gonna fuckin kill you Hurry the fuck up! {*BOOM*} Thank you! [Eminem] Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it So I'll be disguised in it And if anybody identifies the guy in it I'll hide for five minutes Come back, shoot the eyewitness Fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business Die, bitches, bastards, brats, pets This puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet If I ever gave a fuck, I'd shave my nuts tuck my dick inbetween my legs and cluck You motherfuckin chickens ain't brave enough to say the stuff I say, so this tape is shut Shit, half the shit I say, I just make it up To make you mad so kiss my white naked ass And if it's not a rapper that I make it as I'ma be a fuckin rapist in a Jason mask (Chorus 2X)

The Light

Cross Movement
Hook: The Light of Christ is a blazin' one There's a fight to live right and it's major son But the grace has come so we praise the Son And celebrate Him ‘cause we know what He saved us from I get the chills every time I get to spill Cause it's a thrill to put Christ on a pedestal Cause men are in sin and death you can bet it's real But He can take you out and won't make you get the bill So were tellin' all men we're exhaltin' that Hero That paid the fee, making you free like Net Zero What an offer yall should bum-rush the alter Call to the Lord in any season, He'll salt ya I ask you, “Don't you know wrath is coming at you?' But where the Spirit is their liberty with out the statue Peace – Sword…Please Lord There's a debt but we don't have the “cheese' for it Man's tough but he can't seem to break sin's handcuffs Proving to be the flake he is like dandruff And plus at his core man's dust, man shucks Surrender, come to God with your hands up Repeat Hook True Christian people get the mad “Big Ups!' Cause life can jerk you like some bad hick-ups But your God fights you only spar Facing drama and trauma like you're on E.R. But you're victorious in fact already glorious God said it, I'm just repeating what the story is But let me set it…straight all the credit Goes to the Lord don't forget it If you never get a Grammy get the Name and let it ring All praise Jesus aka Elohim Who rules everything, you're every kings King Lord you outshine every Bling-Bling Doing your “thing' so well you should get a prize your so Nobel Peace you're the prince of it…angels scream, “Noel!' Cause you're the Most High but oh my you play the low well A manger? They should have made room in the hotel The human race as a whole fell So now life short like a mobile phone with a low cell Can't believe you died when we were screamin' “Go hell' A people sure to perish like a turtle with no shell You know well Satan tricks man, pulling him down like quicksand And got them thinking their a Christian. We better recognize who you are Heaven and earth's true Superstar Bridge: House hold of faith now raise'm up If you're living by grace now raise'm up If you're seeking God's face now raise'm up All my people in the place now raise'm up Jesus, Jesus---yall know the Name But yall ain't feelin' Him like Novocain I know yall think we're so insane But it don't matter because we're not going for fame Or flowin' for gain, you know we gotta go in His Name The same God who's sovereign Came in a human frame from heaven to earth like falling rain So that we could call His Name and be born again We know the God who's controlling things The Living Water like Poland Springs Who went away but He's coming back like boomerangs Until then all of creation groans in pain Cause sin's got the world locked like a ball and chain. I get the hunch like Notre Dame. That many Christians won't expose sin or exalt the Name But that's the thing that get our names in heaven's hall of fame. Repeat Hook

Demoncrats

Crass
Tired bored sad people, tired bored sad lives Endless cars on endless roadways endless shopfronts with endless lies Even the winners, even the punters, tight lipped packages, think it's bad Can't imagine a revolution could deal with anything so sad It's all set up so you can't do it Not let up so you don't make it All arranged so you can't have it All enclosed so you won't take it Set in little pockets of isolation Separated by regulation Crushed for product in a rich man's passion Relative ration for the ration nation Tear a bit, smash a bit, cause a little pain That's a contribution then they build it up again Fool yourself thinking it's a holyheld belief When all the time it's just another light relief Oh boredom psychological stunt You never really feel it when you're up at the front It doesn't really matter where the hell it's going As long as everybody has the hot blood flowing.... Excitement and thrills, Will put off the ills Radical frills, docility pills New Wave, splash in the plan Real music by dildo dan Tired old discos, shame balam Soddern modern christ, futurists again Play the machine Crank up the dream We're just what we seem Know what I mean? But no-one can wipe out the last five years There's other ways of living than in supergloo pairs Marry me darling? Fuck off, creep! Tired and lonely, life on the cheap Didn't plan it, but now we're very happy Another poor fucker drowns in its nappy Bakunin and bollocks and fun and farts Hit the right fantasy and come up the charts Treat people like shit and that's what you get

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