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NONPOINT lyrics - Struggle

Piper

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Split open your head And let me pour it in All the knowledge and feeling Of these five deadly sins That your mother would not Let you see on TV So you creep to your basement And lie about being asleep All alone where the rats colonize With their tea As they sip and they watch You give into the sound It just takes you and rips At your soul This piper is playing and hypnotizing A funky ass street tempo The forces are lining The ticking the timing is off You're resisting But it's all for nothing The piper is playing his song Can you hear it It's ripping it's gripping And pulling your spirit From your inside chest Your heart it collapses From the depths, the pits , the gutters, the shits That make you scream Scream, scream, scream, scream, Scream, scream, scream, scream, Scream, scream, scream, scream Scream, scream Line up it's role call Head is clear And even though I wrapped you up in butterflies like evenflow Jeremiah spoke to the masses And in flash he caught a fist And broke his glasses The pipers tune is different From the boom that you listened to In your room Better check your speakers Their weaker and their trip Is coming harder Than a booyacka-booyacka Coming from your father Hypnotized, mesmerized, cauterized With his eyes the suprise is Start to fizz Realize that control is his The pipe is strong The trip was long You hit the bong To concentrate on the song And before too long You're under his control What the fuck The children are listening The temper is ringing Constantly clinging To that hydroponic feeling If you give him the chance He'll take your mind away And as the rhythm fades Play the piper play the piper play He is everything you ever wanted He is everything you needed He can change for any reason Play the piper play The piper play He is everything you ever wanted He is everything you needed He can change for any reason Play the piper play The piper play He is everything you ever wanted He is everything you needed He can change for any reason Play the piper play The piper play He has your mind in his head Now you can let go He's got your time He is everything you ever wanted He is everything you needed He can change for and reason Play the piper play The piper play He has your mind in his head Now you can let go He's got your time Play the piper play

Emotions (Remix)

TWISTA "Adrenaline Rush"
(feat. Johnny P) [Johnny P] I can get inside your head all day everyday, and play with your emotions.. Let me get inside your head all day, everyday, and play with your emotions.. [Twista over P in background] Huh.. yeah it's Twista again y'know These females be trippin me out y'know Certain stuff they be sayin Like this other female she came up to me (This other female she came up to me) She said a little somethin like this (She said a little somethin like this) [Twista] I thought you love me though Now how you gonna be wrong just cuz you know you got me gone in the head You be twistin with the lovely flow, but whatchu actin all ugly fo' Left me alone in the bed Where you goin cause I'm not done, cool til you got some Trippin when I got sprung, but you ain't fly love You da shit but your petty money can't but love Is that what I does My reply was, you know why cuz I could tell you was prone-to-bone niggaz I hang around But the reefer I was zonin on, make me the one you freakin on da mo' from how I lay you down Now you trippin cause I'm not attached, hangin with a lot of rats Her concerned whether I'ma act Now you the momma mack, comin back with a lot of scratch Go on witcha bad ass, but I gotta catch I done peeped the way you look into my nigga's eyes I done recognized that I won't be hypnotized Criticized, no more inner cries, now I'm ener-gized with my eyes on the prize just a flick of thighs I can't let nobody ride with me that'll lie to me Smokin stanky up and play with me the way you do And you trippin cause I played you too Sho' you right Take the whole thing in stride like the way I do and let me play with your emotions slow [Chorus: Johnny P, Twista] I can get inside you head All day, everyday, and play with your emotions [T] Let me play with your emotions slow to the rhythm of a kick-drum, take a body get sprung Let me stimulate your mind, body, and soul You know I got a quick tongue, so if you want some get some Let me get inside your head Everyday, all day, and play with your emotions [T] Let me play with your emotions slow to the rhythm of a kick-drum, take a body get sprung Let me stimulate your mind, body, and soul You know I got a quick tongue, so if you want some get some [Twista] Now tell me how you gon' act though I saw you creepin out the backdo' Whatchu run up on my mack fo' Lay you on your back slow cause you know I got you with my lasso Blow your mind like an afro Come and take a glimpse of the stairs It's the aroma of a pimp in the air, I bet you notice the smell It's like a lotus when I flow this, cause my eyes be the lowest If you didn't notice, then you bogus as hell I'm puttin woman under my spell, lock them up in the brain Pimpin her vain with games with the anatomy that's feminine Then fillin them up 'Adrenaline' Got 'em geekin we're speakin approachin up a pimp like a gentleman Submission and surrenderin and ain't no end in it if it's on with a blunt from my bomb sack In the right place with the right mind and the right line you can get a lifetime contract Then be wise until I look into your eyes Now shorty freaked when she spotted mine Took her over to my crib laid low hit it raw from behind then she signed on the dotted line, and she was like.. (Ooh daddy.. don't make me feel like this.. I don't want nobody else, you got the bomb!) Your mind I don't mean to make a disaster of like when daddy mastered love But if a bogus brother breakin you for every penny you earn then how could you still show the bastard love I guess I'm with a cold clique Thought you was gon' be spendin me I bet you think you sho' did But game recognize game now you lame in the brain stupid trick That's what you get for tryin to gold-dig Now let me play with your emotions slow [Chorus] [Twista] Whassup girl It's the Twista and the Verbal Tantrum once again with a sack big enough for me and a friend You do know how to roll B's don't you Well let's fill one up with a dub and a little bit of love And take it to the head for some of this long-lastin blunt passion [Twista] I know you think it's blasphemy but won't you show my boys and pass for me, after he past the B Since you said I was your majesty, I had to see and when you get paid then push some cash to me Is it a tragedy, that I can get her so gone that she be trippin talkin up 'I love a lot' But the only love I got, is when I grip a mic or when I hug the glock or when I rub the twat I'm pickin up a dub in spots, skip the studs in the clubs and the phony perpetrators with jobs The Speedknot, Psycho Drama shocked the world Triple Dark, there's a Conflict, be pimpin 'em with gators n darts Collectin papers n gobs Playa haters remarks'll get smoked to a blunt dust So keep walkin and next time you hear grown folks talkin other people better shut the (fuck) up Cause I make the women suck up You insist to be trippin when we be gamin like Don Juan Without the filet mignon and Grey Poupon The thieves just ain't the charm because I made the bomb Now I don't mean no harm; but either come on in or get on gone Now watch me live a kosher flow In between your thighs come take a pull and divide but let your tongue go coastin low Now let me play with your emotions slow [Chorus]

Fine Tune Da Mic

Maestro Fresh Wes "Naaah, Dis Kid Can't Be From Canada?!!"
CHORUS X2 [Maestro] Fine tune da mic [Showbiz] Engineer won't you check it [Maestro] It's the brother Maestro [Showbiz] And Showbiz is going to wreck it [Showbiz] So here I come (ha), so here I go (yo) And when you hear (huh), you know it's brother Show I like to rock a hundred miles, but you know I'm far from running Listen to the kicks and the snares, you know It's stunning I'm coming, I came, I'm only here to damage ya I left my city and my hometown to fly to Canada To get a peace of mind and make beats on the low And Show's got a flow, a combo with Maestro Fresh Wes, I never fess, big up to Diamond D A.G. and my partner Lord Finesse, can't forget Buckwild People know my style, don't play me like a child Or your fam be sitting in the front aisle, of a funeral home Put two to your dome, so pass the microphone The S-H-O-W-B-I-Z from 1-6-3, third and A-V-E The trump can't see me Lick for lick, I change cars like brother cange kicks And pick up chiocks and take them to the flicks So don't try to play big willie I'll smoke you with a cripsy hundred dollar bill And make the chump feel silly, huh You can't understand where my head's at While I made a record talking about liking my pockets fat And not flat, not flat And punks couldn't take it if you had ten gats And girls play my lap bcause I made Soul Clap I guess it's like that when you got a little stack CHORUS X2 [Maestro Fresh Wes] Well I'm crushing, blood starts gushing when I'm bum rushing Me and the mic is like Startsky and Hutchin Not a plumber but I'm guarenteed to fix Farrah's faucet No I never ever lost it, now I'mma toss it Get off it, I'mma write, I'll role you like a tight spliff I might get hyper just like positive on a night shift Fresh Wes is the smoothest show and prover Like J. Degar Hoover, I make a ??? manouver Ain't no lookin back, I throw a jam at the Sugar Shack And I can make the mack say, Jack bring my hooker back I'm getting 'nuff props like Black Moon, I never wrote a wack tune Sons take my album cover straight to the bathroom Live like a wire, MC for hire Rapper all admire, but retire, when I ahnil- Late, deducts, and take da bucks Who the hell needs luck, I got it made and getting paid to fluc- Uate my lyrics, my uncategorical, metaphorical flow Makes you want to hear it, so don't compare it You can't come near it, I know you fear it You want to jeer it in the front row 'Cause you know me and Show can flow We go head to head, toe to toe and blow for blow We say the kind of rhymes to make the party people listen Catching mad wreck on the mic mechanism CHORUS X4 OUTRO [Maestro Fresh Wes] Yeah, that's how we doing it yo Big up to my DJ, LTD Loves to devast, never hesitate to motivate Farly Flex, relfex, MVP yo That's how we swing it in the studio Word up Fresh Wes, 1994 I'm blowing up uhh I'm blowing up yeah Yeah I can't forget my man Chris My man Mac behind the fat tracks And my man Show B-I-Z AKA Mr. (F-A-T), we out

Surrender

Dover "I Was Dead for 7 Weeks in the City of Angels"
Change, change... Change your plans I never knew you got so sad I wanted just to lose some flesh You better don't reduce yourself Bigger love = sadder end I never knew you got so mad I wanted just to lose some flesh Don't do it all for someone else Lose the boyfriend Get a roommate Play guitar as loud as you can Can you play that song for me Only that one, not the others Long ago i used to believe I was not / just like everybody Can you play that song for me Only that one, not the others Play it please! Help me break the window Look for dessert days You just left me hollow Now i just don't believe

Louder Than Hell

MOTLEY CRUE
Some like the violence Some like submission Some use aggression Some use a bullet to the head to be brave Some like the evil Some need the power Some bleed in vain Some get a bullet in the head instead Some got the honey Some hold the pistol Some need no moneySome got the go Some play the role Some scream out in horror just for show Some got no reason Some got no hope Some like it loud, some like it loud We like it loud We like it louder, louder than hell Some hang on the string of obscene Some got the go Some play the role Some scream out in horror just for show Some got no reason Some got no hope Some like it loud, some like it loud We like it loud We like it louder, louder than hell

Maybe Won't Do

AMERICAN HI-FI "Hearts On Parade"
Some call it love I don't know what you're thinkin' of Such a mystery to me Somehow you always like to play undercover It's your path to discover Roll me like we're tumbling dice A wrecking ball rag doll ain't no breathing space All the tapes have been erased Prize fighter taking all the punches he can stand And dropping on command All my dreams are trying to come true But all I ever wanted was you What don't you understand Forget the master plan I'd give it all away to have you back again I said it in my letter So we could make it better No need for you to read between the lines Baby can I be your baby Definitely maybe won't do Ruby red play dead they don't make a sound Plastic soldiers in a row You're shouting calling all destroyers what to do They're coming after you Surrender but the battle is won She thought of cars where to drive trying to survive How to make the great escape Still watching live on other planets fall apart She wears it on her heart All my dreams are trying to come true But all I ever wanted was you Someday you'll see All our worlds collide Way out in space

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