What lyrics are you listening to now?

[Firky]

If you can play on the fiddle
How's about a British jig and reel?
Speaking King's English in quotation
As railhead towns feel the steel mills rust water froze
In the generation
Clear as winter ice
This is your paradise

There ain't no need for ya
Go straight to hell boys

Y'wanna join in a chorus
Of the Amerasian blues?
When it's Christmas out in Ho Chi Minh City
Kiddie say papa papa papa papa-san take me home
See me got photo photo
Photograph of you
Mamma Mamma Mamma-san
Of you and Mamma Mamma Mamma-san
Lemme tell ya 'bout your blood bamboo kid.
It ain't Coca-Cola it's rice.

Straight to hell
Oh Papa-san
Please take me home
Oh Papa-san
Everybody they wanna go home
So Mamma-san says

You wanna play mind-crazed banjo
On the druggy-drag ragtime U.S.A.?
In Parkland International
Hah! Junkiedom U.S.A.
Where procaine proves the purest rock man groove
and rat poison
The volatile Molatov says-

PSSST...
HEY CHICO WE GOT A MESSAGE FOR YA...
VAMOS VAMOS MUCHACHO
FROM ALPHABET CITY ALL THE WAY A TO Z, DEAD, HEAD

Go straight to hell

Can you really cough it up loud and strong
The immigrants
They wanna sing all night long
It could be anywhere
Most likely could be any frontier
Any hemisphere
No man's land and there ain't no asylum here
King Solomon he never lived round here

Go straight to hell boys

 

[dlx1]

Sign along


Row fisherman row
keep on rowing your bouat
lots of hungry belly pickney they a shore, millions of them

living in a bumbo hut
in a little hole sea-port town
three kids on the floor
and another one to come make four

day by day i man step it
along the sea shore
hail brother John, have you got any wenchman
yes brother Peter, wenchman, sprat and mackaba

row fisherman row keep on rowing your boat
brotherman brotherman
row fisherman row
we've got to reach on higher grounds

Simon, Peter, James and John come a shore
to feed the hungry belly ones
so, row fisherman row
keep on rowing your boat
lots of hungry belly pickney they a-shore, millions of them

Quaju Peg the collie-man
sell the best collie in sea port town
Quaju Peg the collie man
ha the best collie weed in town

row fisherman row
keep on rowing your boat
we've got to reach on higher grounds
rain is falling
we've got to reach on higher grounds

 

[dynamicbaddog]

Oh live without you
Oh I can live without you
Oh live without you
Oh I can live without you

I got love on my mind,
aint no use in me wasting time
I got love on my mind,
aint no use in me wasting time
I got love on my mind,
aint no use in me wasting time
I got love on my mind,
aint no use in me wasting time

Yeah..
Yeah..
Yeah..
Yeah..
Yeah..

When the heartache is over
I know I won't be missing you
Won't look over my shoulder
'Cause I know that I can live without you

Oh live without you
Oh I can live without you
Oh live without you
Oh I can live without you

I got love on my mind,
aint no use in me wasting time
I got love on my mind,
aint no use in me wasting time
I got love on my mind,
aint no use in me wasting time
I got love on my mind,
aint no use in me wasting time

Yeah..
Yeah..
Yeah..
Yeah..
Yeah..

Oh can live without you
Oh I can live without you
Oh can live without you
Oh I can live without you

When the heartache is over
I know I won't be missing you
Won't look over my shoulder
'Cause I know that I can live without you

Oh live without you
Oh I can live without you
Oh live without you
Oh I can live without you

I got love on my mind,
aint no use in me wasting time
I got love on my mind,
aint no use in me wasting time
I got love on my mind,
aint no use in me wasting time
I got love on my mind,
aint no use in me wasting time

 

[milesy]

clambered over mounds and mounds
Of polystyrene foam
And fell into a swimming pool
Filled with fairy snow
And watched the world turn day-glo
you know you know
The world turned day-glo you know

I wrenched the nylon curtains back
As far as they would go
And peered through perspex window panes
At the acrylic road

I drove my polypropolene
Car on wheels of sponge
Then pulled into a wimpy bar
To have a rubber bun

The X-rays were penetrating
Through the laytex breeze
Synthetic fibre see-thru leaves
Fell from the rayon trees

 

[madzone]

Got a monster in my closet
Someone's underneath my bed
The wind's knocking at my window
I'd kill it but it's already dead

It waits till the midnight hour to come
To torture me for the wrong that I've done
It just sits there and stares at me
And it won't let me get any sleep
(Just let me sleep)

I got a monster in my closet
Someone's underneath my bed
The wind's knocking at my window
I'd kill it but it's already dead

At first I was scared
When I looked at his eyes
But now that I know him
I'm not that surprised
I'm just waiting on the sun to rise
Oh how I wish that old sun would rise

I got a monster in my closet
Someone's underneath my bed
The wind's knocking at my window
I'd kill it but it's already dead

I used to wonder why he looked, familiar
Then I realised it was a mirror
Oh and now it is plain to see
The whole time the monster was me

Oh there's a monster in my closet
Someone's underneath my bed
The wind's knocking at my window
I'd kill it but it's already dead

I am living dead.

 

[wtfftw]

Come When You Need Me

So I've been sad
So I'm confused
Like most people are at times
But I love you
And this love of mine
Will comfort you
If need be
I am your friend
At times when I'm worried
I'll shy away from you

So at times I'm without the light I need in life
But I love you and this love of mine
Will open many doors
To make you see me to make you see me
See me in loves light

Come when you need me
I'm needing you
We could be the starlight in the morning dew
Even in my sorrows
I'll smile for your
Makes me free to see you happy

So I turn away at times
Turn away from right and wrong
So I freeze in the breeze
In the breeze of your song

But I love you
And this love of mine will see you through
Giving to us the morning dew.

 

[Tank Girl]

I can't write
And I can't sing
I can't do anything
I can't read
And I can't spell
I can't even get to hell
I can't luv
And I can't hate
I can't even hesitate
I can't dance
And I can't walk
I can't even try to talk

Freedom tried to strangle me
With my plastic popper beads
But I hit him back
With my pet rat
Yeah I hit him back
With my pet rat

I can't spit
And I can't kick
I can't even be thick
I can't read
And I can't spell
I can't even get to hell
I can't luv
And I can't hate
I can't even hesitate
I can't dance
And I can't walk
I can't even try to talk

 

[Cheesypoof]

APPLES AND ORANGES (pink floyd)

Got a flip-top pack of cigarettes in her pocket
Feeling good at the top
Shopping in sharp shoes
Walking in the sunshine town -
feeling very cool
But the butchers and the bakers in the supermarket stores
Getting everything she wants from the supermarket stores
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges

Cornering neatly she trips up sweetly
To meet the people
She's on time again
And then
I catch her by the eye
then I stop and have to think
What a funny thing to do 'cause I'm feeling very pink
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges

I love she
She loves me
See you

See you

Thought you might like to know
I'm the lorry driver man
She's on the run
Down by the river side
feeding ducks by the afternoon tide
(quack quack)
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges

 

[Mrs Magpie]

They seek him here, they seek him there,
His clothes are loud, but never square.
It will make or break him so he's got to buy the best,
'cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion.

And when he does his little rounds,
round the boutiques of London town,
Eagerly pursuing all the latest fads and trends,
'cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion.

Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is).
He thinks he is a flower to be looked at,
And when he pulls his frilly nylon panties right up tight,
He feels a dedicated follower of fashion.

Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is).
Theres one thing that he loves and that is flattery.
One week he's in polka dots, the next week he is in stripes.
'cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion.

They seek him here, they seek him there,
In Regent Street and Leicester Square.
Everywhere the Carnabetian army marches on,
Each one a dedicated follower of fashion.

Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is).
His world is built round discotheques and parties.
This pleasure-seeking individual always looks his best
'cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion.

Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is).
He flits from shop to shop just like a butterfly.
In matters of the cloth he is as fickle as can be,
'cause hes a dedicated follower of fashion.
He's a dedicated follower of fashion.
He's a dedicated follower of fashion.

 

[Masseuse]

Oh dear Mrs M, just had a dreadful kareoke flashback.

 

[zenie]

what is this
i heard you got a new miss
we just broke up so
you know that i'm pissed
they say you're faithfull
i dont believe that shit, oh no oh no


oh i tried to act like i don't care
but it doesn't seem fair
you're so good to her
and i tried to pretend i don't see
all the things that you do
you couldn't do for me


i was in love wit ya
but the hell wit ya
cause you didn't wanna
treat me right
i was in love wit ya
but the hell wit ya
cause you didn't wanna
treat me right
now you got another girl in yo life
giving her love all day all night
i was in love wit ya
but the hell wit ya
cause you didn't wanna
treat me right


so i hear
i met the wench before
(yeah i remember that time
we went to pizza hut
and you told me she
was your cousin)
i hear you learned to open doors
(when did you become such a damn gentlemen)


Oh i tried to act like i don't care
but it doesn't seem fair
your so good to her
and i tried to pretend that i didn't see
all the things that you do
you couldn't do for me


i was in love wit ya
but the hell wit ya
cause you didn't wanna
treat me right
now you got another girl in yo life
giving her live all day all night
i was in love wit ya
but the hell wit ya
cause ya dont wanna
treat me right


what does she do to you
to make you give her everything
like you never did for me
call it jealousy
but it's killing me
cause all that time
when you were mine
you didn't treat me right

 

[rollinder]

The last car on the line
I guess you're back doing time
The ghost of Christmas past
Left Walt Whitman in the trash

You started out with nothing but lonely days
You used to like the sad songs of doom and gloom
You started with nothing but throwaways
You couldn't live with me so you moved to
Brooklyn

Artificial desserts
Some have cars some have kids
Hit the pathmark after work
Some never been past the bridge

You started out with nothing but lonely days
You used to like the sad songs of doom and gloom
You started with nothing but throwaways
You couldn't live with me so you moved to
Brooklyn

I sometimes lie awake until sunrise
Wondering how we become what we despise

No more couches to surf
Only beaches in your dreams
No more trannies near work
It's still a drag walking in Queens

It's all blood money in the bank
Somehow some people find the nerve
Like the soldiers they thank down in DC
If I could only find the words

 

[dynamicbaddog]

I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was looking for a place called Lee Ho Fook's
Going to get himself a big dish of beef chow mein
Werewolves of London

If you hear him howling around your kitchen door
Better not let him in
Little old lady got mutilated late last night
Werewolves of London again
Werewolves of London

He's the hairy-handed gent who ran amuck in Kent
Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair
Better stay away from him
He'll rip your lungs out, Jim
I'd like to meet his tailor
Werewolves of London

Well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London
I saw Lon Chaney, Jr. walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London
I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's
His hair was perfect
Werewolves of London
Draw blood

 

[dlx1]

One sunny day I was riding my bike and smokin' a joint 'cos that's what I like.
A policeman saw me and began to stare and he said "Hey sonny, What ya smokin' there?"

I said "It's a reefer, do want some policeman, its a reefer, do want a blast, its a reefer do want some policeman, or would you prefer me to shove it up your ass!"

Well he put me in his car and he left my bike and he took my reefer, which he quite liked.
We got to the station and his eyes were all red, and the sargeant said "Constable, you're out of your head!"

He said "Yeah, It's a reefer do want some sargeant, its a reefer do want a blast, its a reefer do you want some sargeant, or would you prefer me to shove it up your ass!"

Well he suspended the constable for his little joke, and went to the bathroom, to have a little toke.
When he got back, he rolled another 8, and they were being passed around every copper in the place.

Well, I sold them 2 ounces and one sixteenth, and they rolled the biggest joint that the world has ever seen.
And they all sang together,

It's reefer, do you want some mindless, its a reefer do want a blast, its a reefer do want some mindless, thanks for the company, and thanks for the grass!


* giggles

 

[foamy]

With everything ahead of us
We left everything behind
But nothing that we needed
At least not at this time
And now the feeling that I'm feeling
Well it's feeling like my life is finally mine
With nothing to go back to we just continue to drive
Without you I was broken
But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side
I didn't know what I was looking for
So I didn't know what I'd find
I didn't know what I was missing
I guess you've been just a little too kind
And if I find just what I need
I'll put a little peace in my mind
Maybe you've been looking too
Or maybe you don't even need to try
Without you I was broken
But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side
With everything in the past
Fading faster and faster until it was gone
Found out I was losing so much more than I knew all along
Because everything I've been working for
Was only worth nickels and dimes
But if I had a minute for every hour that I've wasted
I'd be rich in time, I'd be doing fine
Without you I was broken
But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side

 

[rollinder]

Tonight there was a power cut in the city of madness
And all conversations died in the burst of a solar flare
In the darkness an angel won the beauty pagent
Stroboscopic snowflakes fell from the stratosphere
And all the neon blew down funky Broadway
And shorted out the eastern shore
Only saxophones and beach trombones
Were left to shout out, "We all need a little more."

I'm waiting for the rays of the morning sun
Somebody tell me clearly, has the new world begun
Let all the wailing wail, let the drummer drum
We're waiting for the rays of the morning sun, hey, the morning sun
Whoa, oh, the morning sun, hey, hey, the morning sun
Has anybody seen the morning sun

I'm lost in a world beyond the lost city
I'm looking for a phone and I cant find one
Gotta Tony Bennett eight track in the hotel pity
The moon turned and shot someone
I'm lost in a mack truck, Jack, in the city of words
Only dead men stomp on the brake pedals in the city of nerves
Sow me some reaps, Jack, I'm dead on the heap
Show me some glycerine, Mac, downhill is so steep

I'm waiting for the rays of the morning sun
Somebody tell me clearly, has the new world begun
Let all the wailing wail, let the drummer drum
We're waiting for the rays of the morning sun, hey, the morning sun
Whoa, oh, the morning sun, hey, hey, the morning sun
Has anybody seen the morning sun

The whole city is a debris of broken heels and party hats
I'm standing on the corner that's on a fold on the map
I lost my friends at the deportee station
I'll take immigration into any nation

I'm waiting for the rays of the morning sun
Somebody tell me clearly, has the new world begun
Let all the wailing wail, let the drummer drum
Waiting for the rays of the morning sun, hey, the morning sun
Whoa, oh, the morning sun, hey, hey, the morning sun
Has anybody seen the morning sun
Has the new world begun

(live @ acton version)
I hear something come rising
over that Eastern horizen
Could it be a people
give us due is due
fair x3 (rest incomprehensible)

 

[rollinder]

If Adolf Hitler flew in today, they'd send a limousine anyway

 

[foo]

dig, if you will, a picture
of you and i engaged in a kiss
the sweat of your body covers me
can you my darling
can you picture this

 

[Mooncat]

Those Cheese Quavers have got it wrong
Don't dance to Techno - sit and mong
Chill out with these wraps I've got
There's 20 here lets do the lot.

(and I said) Lets all go to the Ketamine Party
I don't wanna paint the town red
Lets all go to the Ketamine Party
Lunch my body out instead
Lets all go to the Ketamine Party
Stick my brain in the liquidizer
Lets all go to the Ketamine Party
Give me more horse tranquilizer.

Sitting here in all this grot
In some dirty dingy squat
even though I can hardly speak
I've had so much fun I'll be back next week!

 

[dynamicbaddog]

How many times have you woken up and prayed for the rain?
How many times have you seen the papers apportion the blame?
Who gets to say?
Who gets to work and who gets to play?
I was always told at school, everybody should get the same.

How many times have you been told if you don't ask you don't get?
How many times have you wasted your money? your Mother said you shouldnt bet.
Who has the fun?
Is it always a man with a gun?
Someone must have told you if you work to hard you can sweat?

There's always the sun.

There's always the sun.
Always, always,always the sun.

How many times has the weatherman told you stories that made you laugh?
You know its not upto the Politicians and leaders, when they do things by halves.
Who gets the job?
Of pushing the knob.
Thats what responsibility you draw straws for if your mad enough.

There's always the sun.

There's always the sun.
Always, always,always the sun.

There's always the sun.

There's always the sun.
Always, always,always the sun.

 

[pengaleng]

it's too good
it's too nice
she makes me finish too quick
is it love?
no not love
she turns my sexual trick
she says she's mine, i know she lies
first, i scream, then i cry.
take a second of me
you beckon, i'll bleed
she suffocates me
she suffocates me with suggestion
i asked 'do you feel the same?'
and later on, maybe
i'll tell you my real name
she's so good, she's so bad
You understand, I can't expand
Now I could just kill a Man [I can't understand how I could just kill a
man]
she's on her knees, i say please
I cross her city lines, she's got brown eyes

i think ahead of you, i think instead of you
will you spend your life with me
and stifle me?
i know why the caged bird sings, i know why...

Forgive and you're forgiven
kingdom come
can you wait for yours, i need to taste some
life's pretty funny, i laugh while she spends my money
she's my freak
i guess i'm weak
you ask what is this?
mind your business
I pass my idle days with my idle ways
'til the twelfth of always
She walks my hallways
i keep her warm, but we never kiss
she cuts my slender wrists
let's waste some more time [thats worth some more time]
i sign the dotted line
a different level
she-devil

i think ahead of you, i think instead of you
will you spend your life with me
and stifle me?
i know why the caged bird sings, i know why...

you ask what is this?
mind your business
I pass my idle days with my idle ways
til the twelfth of always
She walks my hallways
i keep her warm but we never kiss
she says i'm weak and immature
but it's cool
i know what money's for.
Push comes to shove, her tongue's her favourite weapon on attack
i slap her back, she mostly hates me.

i think ahead of you, i think instead of you
will you spend your life with me
and stifle me?
i know why the caged bird sings, i know why...

can i take off your clothes
before we go out
and when you're helpless, i'll scream and shout
we finish everyday
(well, anyway)
sixty-nine degrees
my head's between your knees.

you ask what is this?
mind your business

it's too good
it's too nice
she makes me finish too quick
is it love?
no not love
she turns my sexual trick
she says she's mine, i know she lies
first, i scream, then i cry.
take a second of me
you beckon, i'll bleed
take a second of me

i think ahead of you, i think instead of you
will you spend your life with me
and stifle me?
i know why the caged bird sings, i know why...

i know why the caged bird sings, i know why...

 

[Firky]

Out in the streets, they call it murda

See it deh know the innocent going up in vapors
And propoganda spreading inna the sunday papers not even superman coulda save you with him cape cause
Red-a Judgement a blaze, blaze ya
And Babylon a gamble the youth dem life like racehorse
And gi dem a uniform and a shave dem head with razors
And now the clock a strike war, don't be amazed cause
inna dem churches tryin to save...saviours

Can we do it? We can do it, we shall do it!

Boom!
Tell dem fe uh draw mi out when the world government inna falling out
Only few men survive crawling out
Run left him collegues dem sprawling out
NEARLY DEAD!
Medic haffi haul him out
And give him two tranquilizer fi stall him out
DEH PON BASE!
Can't get no calling out when him hear from the shout last week
Him mistress find a new shoes
Wife can't get no news and lately she starting to doubt
SHE STILL SEARCHING!
And the youth dem bawling out
Working hard not to let it all come out
Well it's not safe to go walk about
A slaughterhouse from Bagdad to Waterhouse
She start to arouse sometime she want a spouse
She start go out, start beat a darker stout
GUNS COME OUT!
Working people funds run out
Keep a show last week and no one come out
BOMBS COME OUT!
Mi gas tank just run out
BOMBO CLATT!
The scotch tape just run out
WEED RUN OUT!
Yuh senses must dumb out, Mi have a pound round a back deh a gwan sun out
NAH COME OUT!
Till the chalice bun out,
NAH COME OUT!
Till the malice bun out, A WAR!

Zimbabwe to Berlin Wall
Blazin' like a burnin' ball, loose ball...dat no work...IN WAR
Sleeping...dat no work..IN WAR
Can't wear jheri curl...IN WAR
No diamond and pearl...IN WAR
Can't drink weh a serve...IN BAR
Gas wi fuck up yuh nerves...IN WAR
Shot wi blood up yuh shirt...IN WAR
Can't go lift up no skirt...IN WAR
Now disease and germs...IN WAR
Can't go release your sperms...IN WAR
Stamina must preserve...IN WAR
Fire constantly burn...IN WAR
RED...IT RED...IT RED...IT RED...IT RED!

If you cannot do it, if you are not prepared to do it...then you will die.
You race of cowards, you race of imbosiles, you race of good for nothings
If you cannot do what other men have done
What other nations have done, what other races have done
Then you yourself shall die.

SEE IT DEH NOW...Hey!
Now wi fore parents sacrifice enough
Dem blood sweat and tears run like syrup
Any day a revolution might erupt, and the skys over Kingston lighting up
For the new generation rising up, of youths now a days weh dem sighting up
And through reasoning dem biding up,
Searching for the sign and the sign is us,
Searching for the truth all you find is us,
Searching for the troops still behind is us,
The almighty we recruit and we come from the root
We build like roach building boot
Weh just can't done, Rastafari we design tuff
If a the fight for freedom sign me up
Cause you Tell-Lie-Vision can't blind me up
Soldiers and police dem wising up, realizing they're no more right than us
Realizing there's no use fighting us
Realizing their opening their eyes to see the same demoralizing life as us
So we nah tek talk nor smiling up
Cause the word temper tantrum boiling up,and who...
Calling the shots and nah bust none
Controlling the mind of the young, bring down...

Bear famine, no rain nah fall from London to Dadeland mall
All the son of the virgin bawl, institute of the church IN WAR
Preaching and researching WAR
Practice and rehearsing WAR
Teaching and dem learning WAR
Instigating and urging WAR
Always keep alert in WAR
Cause man will jump out a swerving car
Now bees and birds IN WAR
And the freaks and nerds IN WAR
And the straight and curves IN WAR
Forward and reverse IN WAR
RED...IT RED...IT RED...IT RED...IT RED.

 

[Disjecta Membra]

that's what i'm listening to right now

1. Dark City Choozer Grave Roller Coaster Tycoon (Prod. By Skarekrow)


[Intro: Warcloud *in old story-telling voice*]
Welcome to Smuggling Booze in the Graveyard
While the little boy had a toy pistol and cotton for a beard
While the little girl cut clothes for her doll out of cloth scrap
And the old woman collected buttons, bows and buckles
Which she kept in bottles
And the old man has lost something
He looks through his pockets, in his hat
Even under the seats of the people watching the show...

[Warcloud]
..and sidewinders
Unique and authentic, simple but mesmurizing
My oceanic portioned ideas were dead suprising
Penmanship caligraphy, dash while feds arriving
Colliding, the gastly arithmatic settles slugs
with a large stiff feather, write epics in devil's blood
Shovels dug three-sixty feet deep, mining for diamonds
Effortlessly shining, outlandish power refinement
Spotlight on top of grandfather clock, erase the decorative
Thirty-fourth consecutive, paneolithic perfectionist

[Chorus 2X: Warcloud]
One standard lesson, my weapon concealed in hooks
Add my work to a binder, horror novels and childrens books
Paperback or hard-cover, rock candy and peppermint
Green or purple grapes while blastin shots through ya residence

[Warcloud]
Disciplined apocalypse status, archi-tectonic
Thoughts monopololistic, ironic, multisymbolic
Sonic verbal illustrations of foreign words and phrases
Literary journals, papyrus, climatic pages
Obviously astonish, neurotic from pleasant tear gas
Syllables of clear glass shoulda worn engineer mask
butcher like career last eons, bow with broke knees
Authority of the Jaws, to crush the plants and broke trees
Vivid flourescent soaked leaves, eloquent neon smoke screens
Deciduous anonymous columnist, how I wrote these
Explanatory notes prescribed, sublime ya costume
or bury you under a lighthouse readin while in the watch room
Vintage typewriter a coffee mug full of fire ants
Incalulatable, aquires amp clocked, before my pliers clamped
Time dismantle the tangle of broken wires
Monumental captain, you dangle in open fires
High truth is chokin liers, willful and permanent crippling
You die invertabrates and I skillfully exterminate siblings
these elements of style fade out like gleaming horns
Type to mis-shape in chaos, of well-seeming forms
Being born, purple scorpion creep across sandy land
hand me grams cuz I stay off the hook like Candyman

[Chorus 2X]

[Warcloud]
Ear wax melts, production of written works
Out the darkness, hidden first, pocket watchers, forbidden dirt
Mention worse cuz I'm knowledge pictorial directions and signs
order international soups and extensive selections of wine
grind ox blood, data town red, transcend desire
and obliterate any town with more nuclear force than required
Out the ashes of war, spring elegance, phantom like
The synchronized slither, organtically grant em' light
Archa-type, architect mind, renowned thinker
Last eminent composer, theatric surround speaker
acous-tic, immeasureably deep, white liquid marble
Fiji water, swig and gargle, conspiring to hit your cargo
Metacarpals pop orchestras, violentally scribble novels
Coreographically garvel, the phonograph record wobbles
Pastachios and cashews, mastering can be difficult
Move countersentrivcal, flow to nowhere is typical
Aquatic plants, architect starving as green sharks
Granted rare stamp collections and marvelous theme parks
The award winning pen, you fumble hustles and scams
Rusty tug boats, drains, foghorns, muscles and clams
Whistle through ya speaker, elections for neighborhoods at a sequel
Colision course inscription, the end of all that is evil

[Chorus 3X]

[Outro: Warcloud]
Now run along to Hell..

best hip hop poet there is imho

 

[Disjecta Membra]

now this

[The Holocaust]

The pleasure of killing, is exillerating
and later in life I couldn't find a place to fullfill that void
to get that same rush of energy...

Holocaust check out my rhymes
I recorded have of an album in the same studio
were Tupac got shot the first time

Punk I rain today construction vehicles on your parade
I cut like a propeller blade
dielectric computer ram cause a death of superman
city wide pride I paint my brave these on the outside of my teepee
walking when I'm sleeping
you pitiful fuckin weakling
the bleeding shaman this evening
passage way revealed, proceding
lost a zombie called momin
a nickle plated gat will spray
by our time calculations in fact today
intriguing believing a soldier was an incantation of foul magic
see I am a large denial giant hawk salt water crocodile
backsnap who captures adandoned tragic before rap bastards
I'm hasardous in Jersuslam missing the back of it
a vast ship
I'm outlandish faggot or perhaps
in fact my axe melts through your skull is made of plastic
I drink seagrams of vidicaters kingdom now thats a nasty gun
grandpa sacrelig concrete island nasaw diagnastic
a vodka was made from and sold to a man who brings them disasters
a rap Quasimoto indeed who they feed bony fish
he's a fight louse and when sacrament attacks your lighthouse master
ghost like casper my machete turn you white as Alibaster
a river church just a far from highlander

The Holocaust, check out my rhymes...

Ritually I injure thee I crash fast and
simply sink you half way into the ocean like Italy
Yo, ritually I injure thee I crash fast and
simply sink you half way into the ocean like Italy
tonight gunfight
theres a prizefighter who raps himself up in bandages because he was invisible
six feet in a box is a criminal
a gun march in a citadel
all your feathers have notches in them
the future emblem and general
the modern sovereign look at the problem danger an useless oxygen
I take shots of gin how we get down with a few men
before we leave here like Batman and Robin
beneath today the street way lucrative the dark superman of rap
Kango hat spin hazard wooden
the Green Lantern I get a lap dance from Wonder Woman
from the sarcophagus knights and holes in the wall
something that couldn't be captured you want it
the dim saint run streets from the Indian paintbrush retreats
I'm as big as Great Britain
hold my rib up to the sun like a girl I bought candy and a kitten
oh shit in a barrier I hit like an explosion in the area
the bed ridden unforgiven
beneath the earth there is a land that is black
fact I exact come to my dark king of chainsaws
habitat

Ritually I injure thee I crash fast and
simply sink you half way into the ocean like Italy
Yo, ritually I injure thee I crash fast and
simply sink you half way into the ocean like Italy

Ritually I injure thee I crash fast and
simply sink you half way into the ocean like Italy
Yo, ritually I injure thee I crash fast and
simply sink you half way into the ocean like Italy

 

[pengaleng]

I can't help myself ...
I am the doughnut that you hold up
And I never sold up in a pie,
The hoot boot's so fly,
I always try to beat the rest to impress,
I put my tongue in my trouser press,
I got the toots baby you got the fruits,
Fruit got the loot lady you got the boots,
Don't be a mook don't get the spook,
Don't be a cry baby I only said maybe,
Shmoozin I was pressuing when like a catapult,
I did a summersault,
Going down the lazy river,
three fingers deliver,
I can't help myself...,
The reverb you just heard is resounding in the surrounding area,
It's getting scarier I've got the amp damp mangled,
got my tingle in tangle let me see what I can wangle,
In the bermuda triangle,
Gravity will be the death of me,
Terminal velocity follow the follow the vaper,
One hundred purcent proof caper,
Burst the barricades but don't drink the lemonade,
Martinis by beeard man an artizan down at the can can,
And oh yes he can can fat,
Fredies cat in seven lead boots whiskey for the whiskers the shot sure shoots,
She sells sea shells sea shells on the sea shore,
Is it true what mummy said you can't come back no more,
Oh no no no no singing a song about nothing,
Talk through my belly button,
At the inn of seventh happiness more or less,
I found you on the floor saying more more more,
Peel back the skin sonar beats like quaver,
Small bananas selected for flavour,
I can't help myself....

 

[dynamicbaddog]

i was fourteen
She Was Twelve
Father travelled - hers as well
Europa
Down the beaches
Hand in hand
Twelfth of never on the sand
Then war took her away
We swore a vow that day:
We'll be the Pirate Twins again, Europa
Oh my country, Europa
I'll stand beside you in the rain, Europa
Ta republique...

Nine years after, who'd I see
On the cover of a magazine?
Europa
Buy her singles and see all her films
Paste her pictures on my windowsill
But that's not quite the same - It isn't, is it?
Europa my old friend...

We'll be the Pirate Twins again
Europa
Oh my country.
Europa
I'll walk beside you in the rain
Europa
Ta republique...

Blew in from the hoverport
She was back in London
Pushed past the papermen
Calling her name
She smiled for the cameras
As a bodyguard grabbed me
Then here eyes were gone forever
As they drove her away...
We'll be the Pirate Twins again, Europa
Oh my country, Europa
I'll walk beside you in the rain Europa
Ta republique ...

 

[northernhord]

Headlamps flashin me its the new york state police, keep your mouth shut or we'll break your nose cos were new work state police.

Uk Subs

 

[Groucho]

I've got an orgone accumulator
It makes me feel greater
I'll see you sometime later
When I'm through with my accumulator
It's no social integrator
It's a one man isolator
a cerebral vibrator
of orgones
it's orgone
orgone

 

[Iam]

Honest Expression

[Bruce Lee sample]
"Ultimately, martial art means honestly expressing yourself. It is easy for
me to put on a show, and be cocky so I can show you some really fancy
movement. But to express oneself honestly, not lying to oneself, and to
express myself honestly enough; that my friend is very hard to do."

[Binary Star]
Like sand through the hourglass
So are the days of our lives
And for that lie, only we thrive
Awakenings, as we make the dead come alive
Rise and walk my son, come into the light
Inside the dark, we illuminate mics
Give knowledge to mediocre, the will to Neanderthal
Filter to the smog, digital to analog
We steady advancing, rhyme enhancing
Simple minds can't keep up with this

[Senim Silla]
Dig - I'm a put it on the table
I ain't a thug nigga and playa
I ain't playful, I'm jus' Senim Silla
A man without label, standin' on my own two
Tryin' to stay stable
Speakin' what I know, to only what I label
I ain't the kinda guy who carry out for dough
The material cat who walk around for show
I'm jus' everyday, merry-way Joe-in-the-go
While other's go wit' the flow
I ain't never been the one to follow trend
I do my own bit, can't keep up with the Joneses
I'm on my own shit, I don't care what you drink
What you stress, how you dress, or where you got the link
I ain't impressed
These lames walk around like mice in the maze
Tryin' to get up on cheese, its just a rap race
One escapes time seems to make
Man worships things over the supreme thing
A stop for lots, should I join the hypocrites
Or side with the suckers, by choice
It makes no difference, that you're a product of environment
Is just coincidence, the world's a violent place baby
There ain't no more innocence, or civil men of penitence
Just ignorance, casting the right from wrong
They mimic shit they see on TV or hear in a song
What they tell you they on, a sucker act up every minute
The righteous live on, but them niggas is infinite

[One Man Army]
Yo, I ain't hardcore, I don't pack a nine millimeter
Most a y'all gangsta rappers ain't hardcore neither
Whoever get mad, then I'm talkin' 'bout you
Claim you fear no man, but never walk without crew
Where I'm from, your reputation don't mean jack
So what, you pack gats and you sell fiends crack?
You ain't big time, my man
You ain't no different from the next cat in my neighborhood who did time
Rhyme after rhymes it's the same topic
What make you think you hardcore 'cause you was raised in the projects
Broke-ass finally got a hundred in your pocket
Now you on the mic, spittin' "money's no object!"
What you say is bullcrap, if you wasn't wit' your crew
Or wasn't drunk off the brew, would you still pull gats?
You need to stop fronting or you headed for self-destruction
Yeah, today's topic, is self-destruction
I ain't talkin' 'bout the KRS-One discussion
I'm talkin' 'bout the one-too-many ignorant suckers
Lyin' on the mic to my sisters and brothers
Every time you listen to the radio
All you hear is nonsense, they never play the bomb shit
Everything that glitters ain't gold
And every gold record don't glitter, that's for damn sure

[Scratching/spoken]
"Y'all need to be cool as shit"
"Tryin' to teach you from the heart"
"Y'all rambling on, and ain't sayin' nothing"
"I'm busy in the mind"
"I'm a go invent, I think I'll elevate my mental"

[Binary Star/spoken]
Yo, see cats got confused somewhere man (confused)
About what hip-hop was, you know what I'm sayin'
Or what hip-hop is, (it's business yo) you know it
It's all business
(its big money, know what I'm sayin' that's all these cats about)
You know that's bullshit, right? That's nigga talk, nigga talk
But if you want to make money yo, I got it broke down though
I got it broke down, (break it down yo)
You got hip-hop, then you got hip-pop
Hip-pop? (hip-pop)
Alright, (but a lot of cats want pop)
Yes, (know what I'm sayin')
It used to be real hip
You got the top forty version of hip-hop
I still got something else, something else that I wanna get off my chest
What? (know what I'm sayin'?)

[One Man Army]
How many cats you know
Speak the illlegit rhyme after rhyme diligent?
Eighty-five percent represent ignorance
Either you innocent or guilty
Some of my favorite emcees fell of
It damn near killed me
Lookin' at the kids that was true hip-hop
Nowadays them cats don't even do hip-hop
Rap got 'em brainwashed, with cats that don't last
And five minutes of fame, that's when it's a shame
Seein' real emcees tryin' to imitate rappers
If you ask me, they goin' out ass-backwards
Trading in respect to push a fat Lex'
Puff rhymin' on the remix, what's next?
It hurts so bad, I wanna smack 'em
My favorite crew members break up
Turn around and join whack ones
This is dedicated to you hip-hop hypocrites
Droppin' whack songs, like you don't give a shit
I ain't got nothin' against nobody trying to make a decent living
It ain't the money that's the issue
Only if that's the reason why these cats ain't makin' decent music
That's when I got beef wit' you
And I'm a bring it to you like never
Go ahead, call me player-hater if it make you feel better
Try to jump my crew if you cats feel boggy
You need to wake up, and smell the damn coffee
Know what I'm sayin', these whack emcees...

 

[rollinder]

One pill makes you larger,
And one pill makes you small,
And the ones that mother gives you,
Don’t do anything at all.
Go ask Alice,
When she’s ten feet tall.

And if you go chasing rabbits,
And you know you’re going to fall,
Tell’em a hookah smoking caterpillar,
Has given you the call.
Call Alice,
When she was just as small.

When the men on the chessboard,
Get up and tell you where to go,
And you’ve just had some kind of mushroom,
And your mind is moving low.
Go ask Alice,
I think she’ll know.

When logic and proportion,
Have fallen softly dead,
And the White Knight is talking backwards,
And the Red Queen’s “off with her head!”
Remember what the Dormouse said.
Feed your head, Feed your head!

the site I grabbed the lyrics from has a down right freaky advert, full of giant eyeballs which is the last thing you what whuile listening to that song - (or if you think everybody's looking looking at you because you've been smoking too much skunk which is what it turns out to be about - fucking Frank )