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ARIEL PINK lyrics - Pom Pom

Lipstick

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Yeah I'm a blossom across the street I lie in wait until sundown I saw it happen I saw you murder I watched the knife as it went down Into the breast And now you're runnin' around and around Runnin' for cover They'll soon discover Dead in the street Einstein was right Red murder Hidden in lipstick Hidden in lipstick Red murder Hidden in love Where are the women Where are the men Where are the girls Where are the girls now Where are the women Where are the men Where are the girls Where are the girls now I'm a hunter I flash my teeth I snuck you into my dog nest Tail is frozen, headlights in go over Einstein was right Red murder Hidden in lipstick Hidden in lipstick Red murder Hidden in love Red murder Hidden in lipstick Hidden in lipstick Red murder Hidden in love Shower me in blood, child Shower me in lipstick Shower me in blood, child Shower me in lipstick Where are the girls Where are the girls now Where are the girls Where are the girls now Who is this? Who am I? What is this? Truth is this That it lies Truth exists Who is this? Who am I? What is this? Truth is this That it lies Truth exists

Famous

JME "Famous?"
S'appenin bruv, S'poppin, yeah's big still... Lemme get my phone one sec, I wanna show everybody one text, This girl, she's on some next ting, she's on some dumb flex, Wait, there it is, read that, now tell me she ain't a cat, Stupid headers, type the whole text in capital letters, She goes "JME, I know your not one of them bredda's, But your blankin' my calls, that's not wise, I know guys that hate you", SO? Probably the same guys that I hate too, She wants me to think, that I'm her one and only link, Like, the only person she's seeing, Cummon, were all human beings, I've known her for about 2 years, or 3? For time, And she still calls me JME, [Chorus:] They wanna know me cause I'm famous, They only like me cause I'm famous, The truth is I'm not even famous, These girls must be brainless, [x2] Do you know what's funnny? It's not even the money, They think I think I'm a celebrity, Cause I got video's on tv, How many girls have said this to me, "just because your JME, don't think that you can rer-ter-ter", I give them pure air, No hype, their angry cause their not my type, White girls say I only like black girls, black girls say I only like white, I've had one girlfriend in my life, she taught me that their all the same, Tell any girl that, and you'll get the same answer which proves what I'm saying, I dunno, one day I might find a girl, but I ain't lookin', I'm cool right now, I can do my own washin', do my own cookin', I ain't gonna lie, sometimes you need a girl at night, To cuddle up to, so mabye I'l find one that's right... [Chorus:] They wanna know me cause I'm famous, They only like me cause I'm famous, The truth is I'm not even famous, These girls must be brainless, [x3]

Different Kind Of Animal

ADELITAS WAY "Stuck"
Do you feel your future set in stone? Do you fear the thought of the unknown? Here's to the nights that'll change your whole life Here's to the times we'll go and give them hell If you believe in something Might as we'll be you When you go off at nothing Hidden with the truth Cause one day you'll wake up And see in you A different kind of animal With nothing left to lose One day you'll wake up What else could I do? One day you'll wake up Are you where you've always wanted to be? Do you take advantage of your vanity? Here's to the nights that'll change your whole life Here's to the times we'll go and give them hell If you believe in something Might as well be you When you go off at nothing Hidden with the truth Cause one day you'll wake up And see in you A different kind of animal With nothing left to learn Wherever you are, wherever you go I'll past the test, I'll let you know That you know all that I've done Why can't you all just let me be? Take the chance and set me free Tell me all the things that I've done (I really should've done) If you believe in something Might as we'll be you When you go off at nothing Hidden with the truth Cause one day you'll wake up And see in you A different kind of animal With nothing left to lose Cause one day you'll wake up With nothing left to lose One day you'll wake up One day you'll wake up

I'm A Murder

JARREN BENTON
[Verse 1] Jarrreeen Benton I kill a beat and paralyze a chorus Fuck up your city like they let loose a Tyrannosaurus Uh my pen is definite since rigamortous My tongues a lethal weapon huh my bitch is a sorceress Three Sixes and torches, three killers on horses Drag a bitch through the forest Oh the scene is so morbid so sick and so torturess But Jarren adores it So open your eyes bitches you better absorb it I'm painting you portaits they feeding you horse shit They visions distorted leave them dead in theyre porsches Theres voices inside my head but I'm scared of these voices They want me to kill turning rappers to corpses I'm chopping em up put there organs in porridge I hunger for blood appetite is enormous [Hook] And this is entering through your speakers I can't sleep until I introduce you niggas to the Reaper Cuz they So infatuated with the cars and the clothes Me I got a thing for stabbing beats and killing flows I'm a Murder Murder Murder Murder Blood stains cover up my hands and on my paper Bodies in the trunk of other rappers and you haters I'm a Murder Murder Murder Murder [Verse 2] Yeah yeah K-I-L-L-E-R Killer Pop right back from the dead like thriller ATLien east side nigguh Sips malt liqour Sick thoughts nigguh Semi-Automatic I'm a terminate a faggot When the body decompose you can only see the maggots Cut a motherfuckers head off with a hatchet Change back at it Sick black magic Infatuated with murder Intoxicated I'll serve up Them bodies thick when they burn up My DNA will not turn up What that shit don't concern us Got bodies locked in the basement They on the floor or in the furnace Blagh! I'm feeling insane my brains about to pop I think I'm changing I'm transforming like an auto bot I keep on killing what a feeling no I'm not gonna stop Electric Shock Therapy better but what a thousand watts Straight jackets come equipped with 38 latches Not enough to contain a man with a crazed habit [Hook] And this is entering through your speakers I can't sleep until I introduce you niggas to the Reaper Cuz they So infatuated with the cars and the clothes Me I got a thing for stabbing beats and killing flows I'm a Murder Murder Murder Murder Blood stains cover up my hands and on my paper Bodies in the trunk of other rappers and you haters I'm a Murder Murder Murder Murder

Lucifer

JAY-Z "The Black Album"
See, See, See I'm from the murder capital where we murder for capital See, See, See Kanyeeze you did it again you a genius nigga So you niggas change your attitude b'for they askin what happened to u [Verse One] Lord forgive him He got them dark forces in him But he also got a rightous cause for sinnin Them a murder me so i gotta murder them first Emergency doctors performin procedures Jesus I ain't tryin to be facetious But 'Vengance is mine' said the Lord You said it better than all Leave niggas on deaths door Breathin off res-por-rators for killin my best boy, HATERS On perminate hiatus as i skate In the Mabach Benz Fly this as i'm late Pumpin 'Brown Sugar' by D'Angelo In Los Angeles Like an evangelist I can introduce you to your maker Bring you closer to nature Ashes after they cremate you bastards Hope you been readin your psalms and chapters Payin your ties being good Catholics I'm commin [Chorus] See, See, See I'm from the murder capital where we murder for capital See, See, See So you niggas change your attitude 'for they askin what happened to you [Verse Two] Yes This is Holy war I wet cha all with the Holy water Spray from the Hetckler Koch auto Matic all the static shall cease to exist Like a sematical i throw a couple at you Take six Spread love to all of my dead thugs I'll pour out a little Louie til i head above Yes Sir And when i perish The meek shall inherit the earth Until that time it's on a poppin Church Like Don Bishop The fifth upon cock either Lift up your soul or give the Holy ghost please I leave ya in somebodys Catedrial And stuntin like Evil Kenevil I'll let you see where that bright light lead you The more you talk the more you irkin us The more you gonna need memorial services The Black Albums second verse is like Devil's Pie please save some dessert for us Man i gotta get my soul right I gotta get these Devils out my life These cowards gonna make a nigga ride They won't be happy til somebody dies Man i gotta get my soul right 'For i'm locked up for my whole life Evertime it seems it's all right Somebody want they soul to rise (I'll chase you off of this Earth) [Verse Three] I got dreams of holdin a Nine milla To Bobs killa Askin him 'why?' as my eyes fill up These days i can't wake up with a dry pillow Gone but not forgotten holmes i still feel ya SO...Curse the day that birthed the bastard Who caused your Church mass Reverse the crash Reverse the blast And reverse the car Reverse the day, and there you are Bob Allah Lord forgive him we all have sinned But Bobs a good dude please let him in And if you feel in my heart that i long for revenge Please blame it on the sun of the mournin Thanks Again

Smells Like

JARREN BENTON "My Grandma's Basement"
[Hook: Mic Buddah] Looks like, feels like murder Smells like, tastes like murder Feels like, tastes like murder Must be murder Looks like, feels like murder Smells like, tastes like murder Feels like, tastes like murder Must be murder [Verse 1: R.A. the Rugged Man] When God comes it curtains, baby butchering, bloodthirsting and body burnin’ rupturing aneurysms from your brain burstin’ I smack Leatherface and laugh at Jason I stick my dick in that Lucifer chick that used the crucifix for masturbation Satan’s coroner, kiddies lock your door, it’s the art of war Spittin’ horrorcore since Lionel Richie was a commodore Its 'M' for Murder Hitchcock, I start a convo, like who you like better, Big or Pac Then I suck your pussy ‘til your clit pop Yeah boy, like I’m Flavor Flav with a big clock Dispatchin’ any competetor, you’re regular Detachin’ your your retina, the bloodsheder bitches piss on me My dick meat stink like pastrami My white ass is whiter than Mitt Romney Hillary Clinton can get her clit done with my big tounge Have the bitch strung, once me dick swung, her lip drip cum When I bust I leave more than your face and your mouth smothered I leave your coach and your living room and your whole house flooded ‘Til every fan bumps this, I’m rowdy ravenous and rambunctious Have white bitches wearin’ hammer pants dancin’ to can’t touch this I paint pictures on canvases, stick a fist up your bitches like hand puppets Pussy gargalin lickin’ your clam nuggets Lyrically you ain’t never caught a body I dunk your head and make you drink the shitty piss water in the porter potty Lesbian orgy with Earthlings and green bitches fuckin in public I’m on some other shit, I get aliens on a mothership suckin’ dick I’m the best and that’s it, put me on top your rap list Have all the dead rappers come out their graves, and do my ad-libs Bitch, c’mon [Hook] [Verse 2: Jarren Benton] They say you are what you eat, I don't recall eating a fuckin’ rapist I throw a rock up in the sky and hit a freakin’ spaceship, I’m goin’ ape shit Hey bitch, how come everytime you give me head My dick get cut up by the seam of your braces A grown man that still lives in his mama’s basement Dissect a fuckin’ ape and give it a brain replacement I murk y'all, bitch you soft as a Nerf ball Auto-erotic asphyxiation, choke myself when I jerk off Put your ass in the dirt dog, created the law of Kershaw But the pussy smell like pamino's, then man that's just a turn off None of you dumb fucks concernin’ us I tie you to the gas stove in hell tell Lucifer turn the furnace up Me and R.A. the Rugged, you fuckers gon’ love it You a bitch, you snuggle with men, take dick, kiss it and chug it I’m a glut and eat buckets of nuggets of human flesh And blow his rap budget on crack, snacks and puppets Fuck a metaphor, I metamorph into a feather dwarf With a knife and slam my dick inside the dresser drawer Strangle you, I strangelin’ myself to see who die quicker Poppin’ your casket with a pistol like surprise nigga So when we die, make it to the pearly gates When God don’t let me in I clap his ass with this .38 Forensic scientists can’t even identify the shit that I did to the bodies Blood stain in the lobby, morphine in the IV, cut scalpel when I see I'm fly to death, Kamikaze, I’m probably in Illuminati Fuck a beat, I rock over a queef And if I go broke I’m stickin’ Kanye West for his teeth [Hook]

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