WHITE ZOMBIE lyrics - Soul Crusher

Future Shock

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Years have a come and gone. Now I stand forward. More than I ever was. Assault and reassemble. Mr. Paranoid. A real backseat driver. But, I had to move out of there. Yea as fast as I can. Time waits for no one. When its crawling up the walls. But I never wanted this. I never wanted this. Lines of amusement cracked on my face. Like some apalling beauty coming up out of the floor, but you had to admit there was no explaining this there was no explaining this, no clumsy moral corruption substituting the conscience like some ape ancestor, ape-incestor grinning under his pompous robot rack overboard. 'Hey, buster' Just how you doing. An uneasy alliance leaving more dirt than before. Before they ever knew what hit 'em. Yea what hit 'em. What can I do for you Just shut up and get in the fuckin' car!

Growin' Up So Fast

JJ DEMON
Back in the billy (word) This is the Philly burbs Real recognize real You ain't looking familiar Let's break the seal of Rappers talk hazardly Real talk, soon as I get bananas They peel off Mango pineapple juice on freeze Cuz I'm a smoothie The rest of you MCs are just fruity Truly I'm a Schooly D movie that's come to life Your yielding at the yellow But HELLO I run the light! Midsummer Night And I'm Dreaming of leaving town Cuz shit is just too hype For the Demon to be around It wasn't in my sight But believe it, I see it now You speak about my life Or my freedom you might need to pipe down I'm falling back in the back of the Caddy With a chick that never knew her father She's calling me "Daddy" And we sink low Will the drama turn us into zombies? I don't think so Yeah but I been wrong in the past LET'S GO! My how the time flies When you're spending it being sad (when you're being sad) We're growing up so fast [3x] (and the faster we grow) We walk the fine line Between what we want and what we can have (and what can we have?) We're growing up so fast [3x] (just take it...slow) Ay yo I'm self made Shoulda made myself a little better If I can go back I woulda made myself a little cheddar The industry is funny They wanna act like you're buddy But only bout 20% of the shit they say is money I'm still running the "scene-hop" scene And it's obscene Verbal gymnastics I'm jumping off of the top beam I drop dreams In the dirt and then I water them To see if they grow Instead of just wondering what coulda been Shoulda been an aviator The way that I'm fly I'm Howard Hughs Crashing into your house like "How are you?" Powerful Words to live by Give my Best to the buhls that's beefin I'm eating rib eye Who's got Time to squabble? I'm trynna live my Motherfuckin lizife "HI! I'm some over-opinionated dick I'll be your hater this evening Our specials include..." FUCK YOU, Hater, I'm Leaving "HUH?" Fuck you, hater I'm leaving... PEACES! My how the time flies When you're spending it being sad (when you're being sad) We're growing up so fast [3x] (and the faster we grow) We walk the fine line Between what we want and what we can have (and what can we have?) We're growing up so fast [3x] (just take it...slow) There's so much hating going on It's got me debating going on But I'm just an artist Tryin his hardest To make it I wrote a song... It's either about falling apart Or holding on Come on My how the time flies When you're spending it being sad (when you're being sad) We're growing up so fast [3x] (and the faster we grow) We walk the fine line Between what we want and what we can have (and what can we have?) We're growing up so fast [3x] (just take it...slow)

Six Fo'

JOELL ORTIZ "Human"
Put this mothafucka in neutral and let it roll This sounds best in the car Vocal calisthenics, let me flex on the bars Ain't even gotta try to tell everybody bye You could pull up any verse and never dip on the high Why am I still considered the head honcho? Fire flows turn all them designer clothes into red ponchos Paragraphs disperse lead pronto Bring you to your knees slow like Tebow watchin' the Jets-Broncos Look at what my thoughts bring These up and comers like the first day of summer, they my offspring Feels like an undercover boss thing Oh my godly pace forces me to hardly race, I'm New York's king These words runnin' 'round in my head I slow 'em down and connect 'em underground 'til y'all dead They said if you rap too good, you'll never make a profit Tell that to these bank tellers when I make deposits Tell that to the flight attendant when the plane departin' And tell your bitch get off my dick like Lorena Bobbitt This ain't no movie that I play a part in It's real life and I'm nice in the punch-you-in-the-face department Writin' hand too strong, you gotta break your arm and To try to be in conversations that my name's involved in I'm best of friends with Eminem, Dr. Dre and all them Gang members, Yelawolf, Paul, Tracy and all them I would play the park bench with a crazy Walkman Listenin' straight, no rewind button Flip the tape, fast forward just to rewind somethin' Fast forward, I'm flippin' tapes, look at me, I'm frontin' They said I'd never make it Rikers Island just knew they'd be makin' bed arrangements One of them bullets just knew they would hit my chest and cave it I'm wanted, better face it I'm Dufresne, I've been through a lot of shit, but better I 'scaped it I'm from a world full of run-up-in-your-spot robbers No carpentry class kinda ox carvers On the block with a Glock and rock joggers And nobody saw nothin', you got shot for bein' a blogger Look what all these hard bars did for me Nice guys finish last, I gotta disagree This spittin' spree keeps me at the dealership Like I fuck nothin' but virgins, every year I'm in a different V While these rappers got a kick out of mimicry My raps felt like blackbelts in the 6th degree I roundhouse anyone who tryna trade rounds With the House and house rounds in any battle, nigga, this is me I get it poppin', it's the Papi Chulo Pop into this spot, pop bottles then pop out with your mami culo Just fucked a pop star but promised to never let you know I'm tellin' you though, she look like she on Telemundo I don't care if she faked it all day Right after I nut, I said I came a long way From coppin' new Js in Dr. Jays on Broadway To stylists at the Grammys, watchin' plays on Broadway To the private invite from playwrights, guess I played it right Is y'all Mayweather or Mike, is you gon' take the fight? I'm just tryna get in shape to hit the weigh in like Skip this press conference, less nonsense, nigga say goodnight I took an oath to never let my fans down First rapper to man up'll be a man down Skinny, chubby, fat, 5'6" tall Line 'em up, I got a coffin that's one-size-fits-all This pen is what kept me out the pens, but how you act depends If a life sentence pens for pennin' your end My wrist swings like a pendulum for perfect penmanship Been there, oh my empire's dependent again

Glass Everywhere

JAY ELECTRONICA "The Jay Electronica Project"
A great friend of mine, Michael Chavarria, introduced me to J Dilla... the very last words he ever said to me was... "You are ready." [Ronald Reagan speech sample:] "You and I have a rendezvous with destiny. We'll preserve for our children this, the last best hope of man on earth, or we'll sentence them to take the last step into a thousand years of darkness." I overheard niggas sayin' Jay was on the verge He could make Rumsfeld resign with rhymes he never heard Commune with the birds And could manipulate matter with the usage of words While you was blowin' X amount of dollars on a bracelet The sovereign nation of France was opening their files on the UFO phenomenon I.E., spaceships It's just the facts, Jack, may as well face it Every rhyme I write a seal get cracked from the chapter of Revelations A atom get cracked in the blackness of meditation Mysterious shit Call me Jay Dogon, I'm on some serious shit Scholars wonder "Why do he bust?" Allah blessed me with the Midas-y touch Everything I lay hands turn to Ethiopian gold, shiny and buffed I got a firm understanding on the minus and plus So I ain't got time to argue with a rapper 'bout how he ain't got rhymes that's fuckin' with mine I'm trying to kill Lucifer So if I have to break cause a rapper in my face tellin' me that he's the great You can bet a shiny nickel I'll blast his muthafuckin' ass way past Jupiter Couldn't be stupider Fuckin' with the nuclear Mayan, Aztec lion, Asiatic black man from Zion Quetzalcoatl supreme, lettin' off steam Dimethyltryptamine make a man dream But y'all would much rather hear me rappin' 'bout trash The size of Erykah's ass Blunts and cash We need saving Minds are consumed with swine We need bathing Go home, fast for three days, and reflect ... [Ronald Reagan speech sample:] "You and I have a rendezvous with destiny. We'll preserve for our children this, the last best hope of man on earth, or we'll sentence them to take the last step into a thousand years of darkness."

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