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Dada lyrics

Bob The Drummer

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SEE I'M TRYIN' TO START THIS ROCK BAND AND MY DRUMMER REALLY NEEDED A KIT HE'S REALLY INTO BONHAM AND OZZY YOU KNOW HE REALLY LIKES TO HIT SO WE SPENT OUR DAYS LOOKIN' AT DRUM ADS 'CAUSE NEITHER ONE OF US HAD A JOB WE CIRCLED THIS ONE COOL OFFER CHEAP DRUMS ASK FOR BOB WE JUMPED INTO MY PINTO AND WE FLEW OVER TO HIS PLACE WE RAN UP THE STAIRS AND KNOCKED ON THE DOOR ENTER ROBERT'S FACE NOW OL' BOB WAS A DRUMMER HE LIVED WITH HIS KIT IN GLENDALE WEDDINGS AND BAR MITZVAHS HE'D DO ANY GIG FOR HALF-SCALE WITH HIS FIVE-PIECE '69 SLINGERLAND SILVER TWO-TONE GLITTER HE PLAYED HER SKINS LIKE A GENTLEMAN HE DIDN'T LIKE TO HIT HER LIKE A MIME WITH A MEGAPHONE LIKE SNOW COMIN' DOWN IN SUMMER LIKE DR. KING WITH A SUBMACHINE LIKE ROCK N' ROLL AND BOB THE DUMMER BOB THE DRUMMER NOW HE FIXED US BOTH SOME COFFEE HE LET ME PLAY HIS SNARE HE LIED ABOUT THE GOOD OLD DAYS AND HOW HE ENDED UP HERE WE LET HIM GO ON FOR HOURS TALKIN' 'BOUT ONE-NIGHT STANDS HE SAID YOU GOTTA PAY YOUR DUES SON I SAID I THINK I UNDERSTAND HE DIDN'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT THE GRATEFUL DEAD SABBATH OR PINK FLOYD BUT WHEN HE GOT DOWN BEHIND THAT SET OLD BOB COULD MAKE SOME NOISE BOB THE DRUMMER WE WONDERED WHERE THE TIME WENT AND DID I STILL WANNA BUY SOME DRUMS MY THROAT WENT DRY AND I FELT KINDA SICK WHEN I OFFERED HIM TWO HUNDRED ONES HE SID HE GUESSED HE WASN'T READY TO SELL HER YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN THERE MIGHT BE A GIG HE SHOT ME HIS BEST MONA LISA AND TOOK THE LAST DRAG OFF HIS CIG WITH HIS MR. ROGERS SWEATER AND HIS VELVET ELVIS EYES HE STARED INTO OBLIVION AND SAID OH HOW TIME FLIES

125 Part 2 (Fresh Air)

JOELL ORTIZ "The Brick: Bodega Chronicles"
[Intro: Joell Ortiz] Yooo-wah! It's the boy Joell Ortiz Yo man, we at a half a brick now! Y'all know the work is fire HE COPIED IT from me! [Joell Ortiz:] Wake up wake up, the verse is here Mailman hurry up, ain't no food up in here We live check to check, the projects steps is wet with piss Elevator broke, come fix this shit Mischievous kids steal chips outta the corner store Find stick, walk through the hood, with a 4-by-4 Eviction letters on your door when your rent late You riffin like your welfare was supposed to have set cake We turn the johnny pump up until the wrench break It ain't safe, you walk by and get a drenched face Every other month you sobbin at a friend's wake Lightin candies in front of the buildin with Henn' straight Chinese food is a gourmet meal That General Tso's chicken is always real Elders call the cops cause the hallways filled With weed smoke, so when we see Deebo we peel Deep throat is I'll from a true bird So like two-thirds of the time we climb up to the roof, word Devil beat's still alive You can't park your car anywhere, for them rims they'll steal your ride Your whole vehicle gone by the time you realize Somebody flossin quite often at the other side of Brooklyn Raise your hand if you spend a night in the book and Bet you I see more arms than Saddam and his Muslims It's cocaine cookin in the pot; smell the fumes? The finished product got the tenants sellin living rooms Every time they cop, they singing a different tune The crack got their brain boiling like a chicken stew Take a hit or two And watch you go from heavy-set with a job to out of work and invisible That's a pitiful visual but this shit is true To be honest some of my fam on a mission too We play lotto and hope that we hit our way out I stopped chasin that dream, my leg gave out Don't be mad, UPS is hirin Tried that, after the first check came retirement Back hurtin, my situation ain't that urgent Felt like I got ran over by a black 'burban Scenarios like that make me the rap Earvin Magic Johnson, I'm Barry Bonds when his bat workin Hit maker, mixtape of the year Can everybody just take a deep breath? Yes! I'm fresh air, let's hear all the nonsense He's kind of heavy, he's gonna be hard to market (what else?) Plus he's Latin, it's that or he's gonna target So I'm big, so is Big, so is Big Pun And you know like I know that you know that they both get dumb So just stop it, know my target is everyone 5-foot Mexicans, Africans that's 7'1" I can even cater to all the Native Americans They can dance around my fire until the rain come I knew it from day one It took y'all 2, 555 days to say I'm a great one? Seven years I've been proven and sheddin tears like I'm through with it Heard a track, went back and ruined it This music shit made my first baby moms jet We was broke, I was workin hard on my project I tried to tell her this is our way out the project If I don't go 100% it won't be no progress She looked at me like, "Yeah right, you job-less Tryin to rap, my bags is packed, see you in August" I had to eat that, she right, we ain't had money But the Pampers was there and my son had a fat tummy All I ask was a little smile support What I get? Letters in the mail for child support But it's cool, success is near, I can taste it Now you know all the times we argued was time wasted I took the hip-hop exam and I aced it Matter of fact, the board of rap didn't know how to grade it I'm so left with it, effortlessly Y'all'll be left on the shelf if it was left up to me Left y'all a while ago, made a left in the V.O. The BQE feel in the water and was left in the sea Yeah, my flow liquid; too much H2O in it My system, I ain't drown, I became a wave and rolled with it I make it hard for y'all to swim on the track After I rap, I'm the current that be pushin you back Givin me dap's like, puttin your hand up in a hot pot Did you not know that I'm fire like a pot spot? If this was hopscotch, you would hop to the next box I hop to the next park and try to block shots On the ball court, I'm not of this element Went to the zoo when I was 3, not for the elephants Just for the smell of it - I'm a different breed They should've built a cage with a stage and had a Joell in it My attitude is not celibate, fuck you! I'll violate your whole album with a one-two When I was one, two I used to take on one, two, three niggaz in battles and won too About one, two, three years ago I had a 1-2 inch single on Rawkus that won two I'm the kind of dude you compare no one to Your engineer's a boxer, he gotta punch you I'm one take with it, they did it, not me They's the industry, it's how they got me Pissed off, like a case of beer to the face Great taste, less fillin, I ain't feeling y'all taste Dude your praise is weak; seven days a week Same joint on the radio, course they gon' say it's heat Y'all use hypnotism, play the same beat Same rhymes all the time got they brain on repeat Y'all can hear me once and know that I am him The second comin of nice, I terrorize the pen Analyze the gems, disregard the ice movement I'm talkin to jewels that I use when I write, stupid When I do it, they gon' stay hatin Cause I'm a be on top of the game, both feet on my PlayStation You could try to find a safe haven But it's nowhere to run and hide from this undeniable vacation (nah) Get out the car, I'm in the driver's seat The gas tank is full and the ride is sweet The kind of rank you pull is the kind I eat The only stripes you'll earn will remain on your stomach As the weight loss begins when your income plummets Send in the news coverage, I will make dudes public Extra extra, read all about it! Another artist missin, last seen in an outfit Had to be desgined by some big name stylist Any info please don't be afraid to dial this 718 - y'all motherfuckers ain't fuckin with me I'm a violate, I'll +Violate+ with the likes of 50 You's a enemy homie if you ain't ridin with me Friend or foe, answer the question or I'll decide it quickly Feast your eyes on the rookie of the year The uniform I wear will fit none of my peers Jump ball is near - GET READY!

Live Me Long

Fiend "There's One in Every Family"
[Fiend] All I follow is the Jones as I reminisce Reminisce take chance as I remember this I was fifteen, anti fiend Never thought I'd make it to music as a dream All I had was Kevin and my momma Jackie The pen and pad, and I have a papi Taught up from the world, that you gots to be hard Shit, New Orleans is the city, I remember fightin over wars See, long before you give me the charge I beat my cause I'm a nigga no more or less surrounded by flaws I'm all yours but understand my future thoughts a few My days could be navy blue, and I'm a believe in you See I'm TRU, because my niggas keep me goin as well Droppin tears cause I'm the only one alive to tell And if I'm goin to hell, at least my life is enriched By keepin family beside me, and they accepted me as click Chorus And I'm a soldier in the world live me long Cause I a got my hustle on and I done done wrong No one understands me, neither do my family That's why I believe in you, to see my ass through, my god x2 I entertains my brain with a cloud of smoke My brother been gone for five years, and this is how I cope I hope, wishing and praying that myself be next My girl die straight innocent but because of a ex Got me vex drinkin, totin my gun under the moon And no matter how many bullets, bring her back no time soon I'm tired of departing with killing, all of my dogs bleedin Bodies every other day, on Washington and ????? Oh lord, I'm even scary to open obituaries Gettin mail from cemetaries stating that I'm buried Pain varies, to tell the truth it all hurts the same If I don't to see some rain, cause life is a strange pain Bullets don't carry names, but me, it's like short Now here on life support, from not the right support I hold your quote like the killer, but lose a G A small fee for what that nigga did to a family Chorus x2 Shit, I'm a reminisce like this while I'm in a good state of mind Now I'll never low, truly knows in no greater time Down line, I've a lost some of my best partners Bullets pop us got em cause the rhyme, was it the coppers Now who is to blame, the hunted or the hunter Cope on his mind, much as I can and wonder Was my prayers to god injected or neglected Question the man if I can or respect it Serious, if just by my minutes, if us gone as begginers Split em, we piss on the ground, screamin bury me with em My lord, you never suffer newborn, I'll guard your daughter Killing in my city like there's something in the water Why bother? Because Fiend's strandin heads then I'm gone And a soldier gonna survive till it's time to go home Now notice I'm a survivor My feelings go out to the families of G Slim, and Miss Michelle Tyler Chorus x4

Young Hearts

JJ DEMON
Here, in the summer when the sun leaves later we sat under the plum tree hearing the hum of the cicadas We become free fireflies, lantern The fields of our youth ever feel the sky's amber Dust, brings a calming glow Like a brush we can kiss and my mom won't know and I promise tonight to be honest my pot grows cold Don't tell us that we're too young and the blinds won't hold But I feel like this is for real life Forever I'm squeezing your hand in a trance that's so clever Dandelions explode The wind blows tender Will I still be outside of your window in September? Who knows when the days are like years and my big little heart says "Stay the night here" Knowin' I can't and I won't but I want to Suddenly I'm brave enough to tell you that I love you In the summer when the sun stays longer and everyday is Sunday There's no place to complain Two hearts unchained, kids fallin' fast bear for thunderwaves we're fallin' in the grass Left it spillin' like water from a bucket Life was so luscious now we're both thrushes[?] How much is a popsicle cause I'm treatin' we leave the red stains on our faces while we eat 'em on the swings like the wings of a lovebird children upping forts in the passion of the suburb We plan for the next minute we abandon our plan and the very second we're in it Cause these are like the days to be timid an its ink will confess the note I will ask you but please, certain yes Maybe all I can remember are the fun parts or have we just grown too old for our young hearts? In the summer when the sun starts humming something beautiful Before we ever saw our first funeral Before we ever cried over love and its little quirks we just like the way it felt not knowing if it will hurt one day I used to scribble[?] your name on my arm now I'm looking at your text not knowing what to respond All the poetry escapes me I wonder how we've forgotten the bliss in waitin' an eternity for a kiss an eternal leave we'll miss the days your parents thought we were cute now I'm no longer welcome in your home No shelter from the storm back then the clouds all seemed pretty We learned later how it felt to be alone stomp every mountain in the cold young love is like icecream I'm the Cancer and you're the Pisces why do we grow like a cancer? I'm lookin' for that old answer to the question "Do you like me?"

Here We Go

Das EFX "Hold It Down"
Yeah here it is do it like this comin' from the sewer yeah you know we never miss.. here it is back up in the scene here to make the green and niggaz out there know just what I mean I ride the beat like a jockey short and stocky never sloppy the honeys wanna clock and knock me It don't shock me I see it all the time get a little fame and now a nigga look as fine as wine I know the game because I study me and my buddy ain't nuttin funny niggaz know the sewer style is nutty give me the money cuz I'm tryin to make a million rollin with my clique and yo we dick like a Sicilian bringing the drama for the masses whippin niggaz asses, so get ya glasses time for classes I take my chances, I gots to go for broke so knocka don't provoke, just chill and roll a smoke, It aint no joke I know you recognize the sound, It's diggety DAS EFX and this is how we gettin down here it is...etc. Dollar dollar dollar place your bets across the table one mo' time cuz its show time without the cable holdin down the spot and any wack penetrators is fallin to the flames of my rap incinerators I'm afraid I got some bad news for crews by the twos son it's hard like booze so don't snooze I'm throwin jabs, hooks and uppercuts to your face yeah, hittin you with the perfect combination like Stacie, that is sure I be the jibber jabber jour I'm gettin perilous the skunk derelict ghetto lyrical specialist say yes its thick the restless clique from PMD to fool with the Lexus whip now true indeed a few MC's they just don't know what they doin cuz when I smoke the blunt, nigga, they just had the blunt canoein' so yo, now I gotta dis cause niggaz piss me off the way that y'all be rhymin if you want like Doggie Diamond Here it is... Crazy Trazy, holding down the block I riggedy rock the miggedy microphone nonstop, you bitin rappaz better exit cause when I flex it you won't neglect it cuz when you least expect it kid I wreck shit bring it from the sewer miggedy mic check can't forget the one two-a the incredible man of the season here's the reason its the rhymes I'm releasing It aint no joke that's how we do it nowadays bring it from the sewer wreck shit and then we sways another dat another buck-fuck what nigger please I'm overdue wit these foes niggaz I'm bustin out ya toes to get ya dancin son I even got my crew makin hits like Charles Manson kids nappin, can't forget the ransom. I'm not so handsome so when I pickup my pen my temper tantrum overcome it like voodoo, and I'm rougher than bruise you sharp like cold crystal yo my niggaz told istal? I don't eat the beef pork or the goat tissue black I blast a missile penetratin through ya radar hey star ya style's horrible like fuckin Haggar hip hip hooray-K A the eye swella the one who be hittin the bitches blue black to high yella It's the boogie banga better yet the banger of the boogie A black Champion like my hoodie Here it is....

Think About The Way

Ice Mc
It's time to start the party if ya'll don't mind Me and E clean our Adidas with 409 He rocks the highs,I dog the bass Ya wanna hear us rock? Here's a taste!!! Every day I make a sandwich with ham and cheese Use miracle whip,I don't like mayonnaise I eat a can of beans,good for my heart About 1 a.m.,I always..... Far from me to bite anothers rhyme They're just too easy to write I do'em two at a time Like doggin' the wax and ya don't quit And if you didn't like that then suck my.... Dictations how I write my raps Cold maxin' with two freaks upon my lap Chillin' on the phone,bookin' more def shows An' if the freaks get illy I smack the.... Whole days of my life are spent inside my bed Just maxin' an' relaxin' like I'm at club med Ya say you like this record,you think it's fun? Party people get stupid we just begun!!! (break) You're get,get,gettin' real stupid As the beat hits your body get ill!!! You ain't dumb you paid dollars to party go off!! The girl you're dancin' with has got great hips bug out!! Go on homeboy and grab her..... Tape recorder turn up the bass No time to waste just dog the place R-R-R-Rocket like a missile in space Evil E keeps his 1200s in an anvil case We fly T.W.A.,Pan Am,P.S.A To places close to home,far away L.A.,New York,Detroit,Miami If I see a girl and like her then I let her see my.... Jam rockin's how I got my fame,Ice capital T Evil E's his name If you can't see who's rockin' you must be blind You better clean your gazelles with some 409!!! Go Ice get busy (x2) Go Evil Get busy (X2) Turn up your stereo,equalize treble Bass be kickin' stupid hard as metal On the mic tonight that's right your rhyme opponent M.C. Ice T just microphonin' 33 and 1/3 revolutions per minute This record is def because my heart is in it Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight and precise Special effects will be created by an editor's splice The funk is in it,ya dig it so stop that frontin' Bust a move to my groove work your body do somethin' No way in the world that you can deny my method As my record rotates,my words get more impressive I'm an M.C., Evil's my Dj on Sire Records not M.C.A. C.B.S.,Capitol,cause they move too slow Now Sire/Warner Bros. clocks all the dough As the record revolves money's gettin' made A.S.C.A.P. pays me every time it's played I chill in def leathers pure silks and suede And the gold around my neck will never fade Down with my Syndicate organized rhyme Kickin' def tempos that I design And if you can't hear'em thats such a crime You better wash your dirty ears with some 409 I always rhyme elite,stay on beat Travel in a posse when I walk the street Loved to say my rhymes when I used to max Now I don't speak much,I save my words for wax I just wanna make a little point in this song With a little nonsense we can all get along and on and on Till the break'a break of dawn This jam will never play out because the grooves too strong Guys grab a girl,girls grab a guy If a guy wants a guy,please take it outside I wanna make ya enjoy yourself On the mic tonight Ice T!!Who else? Evil's on the cuts,Henry Gee's shot gun Islam's my producer,Bambattas son Bronx Style Bob's cold watchin' my back Melle Mel's just layin' for some punks to act wack Grandmaster Caz and Donald D ,Scott La Rock Red Alert,Chuck Chill Out If you're down with my crew you will be fine But if you ill we'll get dirty-bring your 409!! (BREAK) 409......

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