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ANDRE NICKATINA lyrics

Stress Factor

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Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge I'm trying not to lose my head Sometimes I sit alone And look deep into my soul And I starrin' down at something That's very out a control Tolerence at zero Emotions dead and gone If indo was a pebble Man consider me stoned Patience low I rest to go I got's to get ahead Mothafuck these hoes And them po-pos I gots to get my bread The streets say nothing nice They crooked like the idus And everybody dippin seein Who can get the highest But check this out Man, without a doubt And about who's comin' fresher And about that cab And protect that ass Don't panic under pressure My stabbin' like a whip Or better an alligator Temper going up and down like a Like a fucking elevator Bitch I want it now Don't give me no delay's My hustle got me trippin Liftin' from my turn away's Man this life is real No time to be an actor And I'll play that no man Let me know It's just a stress factor I want to grow old Have a kid and a place to sleep A down ass wife And when I die I'll rest in peace But man that's all a dream This donja got me bleak It got me feelin good But I forgot what I did last week Now look at my face This shit ain't fake The pain done turn to pressure Every nigga that know man feel me tho Don't cop down to a lessa My mother woke me up One day said "boy you gettin grown" Your momma has 3 jobs Your momma is gettin old So I took it as a hint When on my mission spree Mind full of hatred Got me fucka, time is hard you see That monkeys on my back And I can't get him off So whatever I do Mom it's just for you No matter what the cost I put that on my life Everything I see is dark Money is rare But I don't care Man stop that niggaz heart He's comin like a big wheel I'm comin like a tractor Man take this hate Run it's too late Man it's the stress factor Some think that I'm The Man Some think my shit don't stink But yes it do I thought you knew I'm not a coward or a fink One side of my heart got love The other side is hate And boy that hate is stealin love Right in it's fuckin face Women ask me how I'm livin I tell them day by day With a donja joint That lovely voice Of Mr. Marvin gay Man I gots to get away That just might do some good But every time I gets away I miss the fuckin hood My homie lost his job He don't know how to react So I do our thangs to help him out Like took a little crack But that shit's over rated And it gets Complicated But you would never know From that cat flow And the way the pictures painted Motherfuckers whisper And think I don't hear them And wonder why I'm over high And never will go near them Much love to all my niggas From workin' men to jackas Cause no matter what you feel it's Cause it's called the stress factor

Stars And Stripes Of Corruption

DEAD KENNEDYS "Frankenchrist"
Finally got to Washington in the middle of the night I couldn't wait I headed straight for the Capitol Mall My heart began to pound Yahoo! It really exists The American International Pictures logo I looked up at that Capitol Building Couldn't help but wonder why I felt like saying 'Hello, old friend' Walked up the hill to touch it Then I unzipped my pants And pissed on it when nobody was looking Like a great eternal Klansman With his two flashing red eyes Turn around he's always watching The Washington monument pricks the sky With flags like pubic hair ringed 'round the bottom The symbols of our heritage Lit up proudly in the night Somehow fits to see the homeless people Passed out on the lawn So this is where it happens The power games and bribes All lobbying for a piece of ass Of the stars and stripes of corruption Makes me feel so ashamed To be an American When we're too stuck up to learn from our mistakes Trying to start another Viet Nam Whilke fiddling while Rome burns at home The Boss says, 'You're laid off. Blame the Japanese' 'America's back,' alright At the game it plays the worst Strip mining the world like a slave plantation No wonder others hate us And the Hitlers we handpick To bleed their people dry For our evil empire The drug we're fed To make us like it Is God and country with a band People we know who should know better Howl, 'America riles. Let's go to war!' Business scams are what's worth dying for Are the Soviets our worst enemy We're destroying ourselves instead Who cares about our civil rights As long as I get paid The blind Me-Generation Doesn't care if life's a lie so easily used, so proud to enforce The stars and stripes of corruption Let's bring it all down! Tell me who's the real patriots The Archie Bunker slobs waving flags Or the people with the guts to work For some real change Rednecks and bombs don't make us strong We loot the world, yet we can't even feed ourselves Our real test of strength is caring Not the toys of war we sell the world Just carry on, thankful to be farmed like worms Old glory for a blanket As you suck on your thumbs Real freedom scares you 'Cos it means responsibility So you chicken out and threaten me Saying, 'Love it or leave it' I'll get beat up if I criticize it You say you'll fight to the death To save your worthless flag If you want a banana republic that bad Why don't you go move to one But what can just one of us do Against all that money and power Trying to crush us into roaches We don't destroy society in a day Until we change ourselves first From the inside out We can start by not lying so much And treating other people like dirt It's easy not to base our lives On how much we can scam And you know It feels good to lift that monkey off our backs I'm thankful I live in a place Where I can say the things I do Without being taken out and shot So I'm on guard against the goons Trying to take my rights away We've got to rise above the need for cops and laws Let kids learn communication Instead of schools pushing competition How about more art and theater instead of sports People will always do drugs Let's legalize them Crime drops when the mob can't price them Budget's in the red Let's tax religion No one will do it for us We'll just have to fix ourselves Honesty ain't all that hard Just put Rambo back inside your pants Causing trouble for the system is much more fun Thank you for the toilet paper But your flag is meaningless to me Look around, we're all people Who needs countries anyway Our land, I love it too I think I love it more than you I care enough to fight The stars and stripes of corruption Let's bring it all down! If we don't try If we just lie If we can't find A way to do it better than this Who will

In My Own World (Check The Method)

Common Sense "Resurrection"
( Yeah yeah, now check the method - Extra P from ATCQ's _Keep It Rollin_) * cut and scratched 4X by Mista Sinister Verse One: No I.D. No time to get all excited, just write it from the inside let the pen slide, and spread the ink on the papyrus, come understand this (what) Paint the canvas, givin you my vision To mold you, compose you Get a picture of the scene, then get an exposure Words out my cipher, the life of my circle Train tracks aside of me, Cabrini to Idabi, don't lie to me You want me in your needle Squirt me in your vein, maintain on the couch I excite your brain till I'm out of your system Be digger not a nigger or a niggerole I figure you're the winner of the bread, precede your thoughts 'fore they come into your head (yo kid kinda nice!) From the word, I speak, unique, clear and concise Heads I'm boring, soaring to a new height of flight And then fight the night With a light to gain sight make your competition say AIGHT No I.D. from the city with a bridge on thirty-first Makin all butt crews disperse Chorus: repeat 4X [No I.D.] I'm in my own world ( Yeah yeah, now check the method ) Verse Two: Common [No I.D.] ( Check the method ) I'm in my own world I say pay attention boy, I say UHH looka here I want you to see me when you do you look and fear I dilate pupils it's cornea than a retina My Book of Life you felt it, because of the texture When I'm bubbly I call the ex ta, see if she still love me I'm advanced like a copy studs be on my sac to dub me CHEAP ASS NIGGAZ! Go and purchase it I ain't do all this work for shit my style's my child I gave birth to it Like an immaculate conception, clean I came Went through label pains, didn't give shorty a name I put, bros before hoes that's the way love and life goes It's a Jungle out there but I'm never Fever-in for them white hoes I love black thighs, you sisters better realize The real hair and real eyes get real guys So before you makeup your face, you better make up your mind I hope you wake up in time for the revolution, or you gon be like I can't believe it! I got shot! Bowe/bo so I lick one, not for Riddick But I got the Rid, for my dick And the crab MC's that be all over it Huh, what good is the Rid without the comb I'm the street pick peace to Nick, Tim, Mark and Sekendall I remember me and Deion tried to get into Mendal I didn't have No I.D., they wouldn't let me in Now them same gumps be askin me to get them in I be like, You don't know me... fool And color it purple, cause he ain't in my circle Now I'm talkin square biz to you and I'm out I'm in my own world

In My Own World (Check The Method)

COMMON "Resurrection"
[Featuring No I.D.] ( Yeah yeah, now check the method - Extra P from ATCQ's _Keep It Rollin_) * cut and scratched 4X by Mista Sinister Verse One: No I.D. No time to get all excited, just write it from the inside let the pen slide, and spread the ink on the papyrus, come understand this (what?) Paint the canvas, givin you my vision To mold you, compose you Get a picture of the scene, then get an exposure Words out my cipher, the life of my circle Train tracks aside of me, Cabrini to Idabi, don't lie to me You want me in your needle Squirt me in your vein, maintain on the couch I excite your brain till I'm out of your system Be digger not a nigger or a niggerole I figure you're the winner of the bread, precede your thoughts 'fore they come into your head (yo kid kinda nice!) From the word, I speak, unique, clear and concise Heads I'm boring, soaring to a new height of flight And then fight the night With a light to gain sight make your competition say AIGHT No I.D. from the city with a bridge on thirty-first Makin all butt crews disperse Chorus: repeat 4X [No I.D.] I'm in my own world ( Yeah yeah, now check the method ) Verse Two: Common [No I.D.] ( Check the method ) I'm in my own world I say pay attention boy, I say UHH looka here I want you to see me when you do you look and fear I dilate pupils it's cornea than a retina My Book of Life you felt it, because of the texture When I'm bubbly I call the ex ta, see if she still love me I'm advanced like a copy studs be on my sac to dub me CHEAP ASS NIGGAZ! Go and purchase it I ain't do all this work for shit my style's my child I gave birth to it Like an immaculate conception, clean I came Went through label pains, didn't give shorty a name I put, bros before hoes that's the way love and life goes It's a Jungle out there but I'm never Fever-in for them white hoes I love black thighs, you sisters better realize The real hair and real eyes get real guys So before you makeup your face, you better make up your mind I hope you wake up in time for the revolution, or you gon be like I can't believe it! I got shot! Bowe/bo so I lick one, not for Riddick But I got the Rid, for my dick And the crab MC's that be all over it Huh, what good is the Rid without the comb? I'm the street pick peace to Nick, Tim, Mark and Sekendall I remember me and Deion tried to get into Mendal I didn't have No I.D., they wouldn't let me in Now them same gumps be askin me to get them in I be like, You don't know me... fool And color it purple, cause he ain't in my circle Now I'm talkin square biz to you and I'm out I'm in my own world

The Amazing Maze W Twiztid

Icp
ferris wheels and bumper cars are fun but those rides just arent for everyone bought my ticket i might have a ride IN THE MAZE if i dont come back right away give me time at least a half a day dont just leave me lost and thrown away IN THE MAZE hello ladies and gentlemen i'm jeff nipples and i'm jimbo jsym welcome to the dark carnival's amazing maze over 5,000 ways to get in and no way out! lets meet todays volunteer this is rick we like to call him rick the dick dick face here is a wealthy ontrponuer who smacks his wife around and buys his way in and out of everything lets see how Mr. tough guy fairs up in the amazing maze wuddup bitch im violent j i'll be your guide for the day k? good got mad doors and mad floors! hallways crawlways walls for day make a left just before you make a right and your left should be to your right if your lefts right, right?good begin the sho' go ahead boy open the first door welcome to the exical thrilla meet jack dubie a serial killer with a chain saw he'll take ur arm off at the elbow ull get it back if you make it out though. fuck aint no use crying all day u need to take ur bitch ass back down the hallway u gotta be a man at least u've learned everything you get in the maze u've earned keep running times ticking on the clock. u might wanna tie that stump up with a sock turn right it might look the same but your making tracks to the room of tumb tacks this really aint shit bout a million tacks and the room spins a bite if ya stay on your feet you'll be ok (hahaha) oh let me get outta your way oh boy rick the dick in a bite of jam there jeff thats right jimbo he looks like a rag doll flippin and spinnin like that you can always witness specticals truely amazing within the amazing maze lets see where else ricks adventures will lead the lil dick whipe (hahaha)so you got a few tacks in your balls pick em all out and head right back down the halls whats this dead end doors looked its a long way back just knock oh should have turned around no doubt nothing we gotta sit and argue about keep going make a left right left run straight ahead some more open the door (girls voice) silk sheets nice breeze relax and just take it with ease the maze is a place of magic many suprises your dick rises lay down expect the best then in comes your luver with a hairy chest (guys voice) hello sexy im grim luv now let me look at your uh milk dud oh shit you fell for that i aint gonna tell you, you got ur o-ring taped all that dissin of the opissit sex and look who just got their butt hole flexed wait whats that the walls are closin in fuck that hurry run for ur life oh he'll be alright hows that sit with you jimbo first he get pluged with bullets then he gets he butt pluged i think hes a fuckin idiot jeff i mean what kinda ass hole cant find his way outta this maze u got to be a real dick buffer to wind up here in the first place right u r jimbo lets watch the big dick fuck up some more all righty aint no need to fear if theres a way out its gotta be near oh look a phone u still got one good arm so its on can u hear ahh tounge in your ear drop it the phones got a life of its own (kiss me man hey come on) slip down the slide go faster ban of males disaster quit screaming now hurry the fuck up open the door clits trees you outside lots of places for creeps to hide watch ur step backtrap caught ur foot at the ankle snap freakin out with the stump throw something in the rump hunters yeah there gonna get ya how does it feel bitch get the picture back in door at last look ur family behind the glass they look weird their sayin something listen up (you fucked up you fucked up) o their laughin and pointing at you atleast u know what their say is true its one last door or (or what) once again its on ferris wheels and bumper cars are fun but those rides just arent for everyone bought my ticket i might have a ride IN THE MAZE if i dont come back right away give me time HEY HEY MAN CUT THAT SHIT WHAT THE FUCK MAN HAPPY FRIENDLY SHIT MAN FUCK THAT SUPPOSED TO BE WICKED IN THIS BITCH TURN THAT SHIT OFF

Money Ain't A Thang

JAY-Z "Vol. 2... Hard Knock Life"
(feat. Jermaine Dupri) Uh uh So So Def Yeah, yeah [Chorus: Jermaine Dupri and Jay-Z] [Jermaine Dupri] In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin four lanes With the top down screamin out Money ain't a thang [Jay-Z] Bubble hard in the double R flashin the rings With the window cracked, holler back Money ain't a thang [Jermaine Dupri] Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam clean And to hell with the price cause the money ain't a thang [Jay-Z] Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang When you hit the bricks, new whips Money ain't a thang [Jermaine Dupri] Come on, y'all wanna floss wit us Cause all across the ball we burn it up Drop a little paper, baby toss it up Ya slackin on your pimpin, turn it up See the money ain't a thang [Jay-Z] I flex the rol', sign a check for yo' hoe Jigga's style is love, X and O Save all your accolades, just the dough My game is wide, all lames aside Tryin to stay alive, hundred thou' for the bracelet Foolish, ain't I The chain'll strain ya eye Twin platinum gun son, aim for the sky Ice on my bullet, you die soon as I pull it Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-zero-oh-doub' Damn near out the rear trunk when I roll up Multi til I close up, it's all basic I been spending hundreds since they had small faces Rob your stash house, doubled out down in Vegas Me and Jermaine Dupri got it locked crazy Where you at haters [Repeat 1] [Jermaine Dupri] My cake thick, I live the life Eatin' crab, watching bitches shake shit all night I make the big moves, do the big things Take small groups, turn them into big names The big dog with the big chain, frost bit bracelet to match Cats say I'm the shit man The type of nigga that you need in yo' crew Type of dude that will do shit you won't do, can't do Get more burnt than a candle Too hot to hold, too much to handle In the black C-low, he know if she look She go bye-bye with da-da and I ain't gotta say no more I'm the truth like air, got the proof and stay fly In the safest shit you could never buy Know why Cause I write the songs that the whole world sing I don't know bout y'all but every night I swing [Repeat 1] [Jay-Z] Ya'll shit ain't for real til y'all ship a mil' And ya hit a R&B chick and she fit the bill Said she loved my necklace, started relaxin Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction Went from wholesome to Jigga, you owed some Baby, I don't play all my jewelry is light grey Platinum, spend your whole life in the day What's down is a bet, roll the dice [Jermaine Dupri] Yeah, yeah, so let's play So what, you went gold and rock a Roley with the ice bezel It's gonna take a lot more to see my level Where I'm at, your check, you better double that And personally your raps is where the trouble at I'm a Benz bubble cat, leather with the wood grain In the platinum frame screaming it's not a game Gleaming, from ear to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain Even me and Jay-Z got it locked, crazy [Repeat Chorus] So So Def, Roc-A-Fella, collabo' You know, all we do is rock Rock on

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