Shame On A Nuh
* - also available on the radio-edited 36 chambers cd
Intro:
Yo this the o.d.b.
New radio version for ya called shame on a nuh
So everybody,..a jump on it
Shame on a nuh! who try to run game on a nuh
Wu buck wild with the trigger!
Shame on a nuh who try to run game on a nuh
Wu buck- uhh uhh uhh
Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut!
Ol dirty bast...................cut!
Styles unbreakable, shatterproof,
To the young youth, ya wanna get gun? shoot?
Blaow! how you like me now? dont front the style
Ruthless wild!
Do ya wanna getcha teeth knocked on out?
Brother, get on it like that, then shout!
[method]
Yo rza, yo razor!
Hit me with the major
The damage. my clan, understand, it be flavor
Gunnin! hummin comin atcha
First Im gonna getcha, once I gotcha, I gatcha!
You could never capture the method mans stature
For rhyme & for rapture, got niggaz resigning, now master
My style?
Never! I put the ... buck in the wild kid, Im terror
Razor sharp, I sever the head from the shoulders,
Im better than my compeda!
You mean competitor, whadeva! lets get together
[shame on a nuh who try to run game on a nuh
Wu come wild with the tri-blaow!]
[raekwon]
I react so thick, Im phat, and yo!
Rae came blowing & blew off ya headphones
Black, rap from yo cali to texas
Smoother than a lexus, nows my turn to wreck this!
Brothers approach & half step, but aint heard
Half of it yet, and I bet youre not a what! vet!
So, when you see me on the real, formin like voltron,
Remember I got deep like a navy seal!
[shame on a nuh who try to run game on a nuh
Wu buck wild with the trigger!
Shame on a nuh who try to run game on a nuh
Ill said get out!]
Verse two: ol dirty bastard
Yo...!
I come with that ol loco
Style from my vocal
Couldnt peep it with a pair of bifocals
Im no joker! play me as a joke,
I be on you like a house on fire! smoke ya!
Crews be actin like they gangs, anyway,
Be like, warriors! come out & playiyay!
Hurry, I gettin it on, I let it out like diarrhea
Got burnt once, but that was only gonorrhea
Dirty, I keeps the nuff stains my drawers
So I can gete fizzy-funky for yuh!?
Murder, takes the fame of the wu-tang rahh!
Here comes the tiger verse crane!
Ow, be like wild with my style
Punk! you playing me, chump, you get dumped!
Wu! is comin through! at a theatre near you!
And get funk like a shoe!
What? !
song performed by by Wu-tang Clan
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Its A Shame, Its A Game
(hicks / horton jennings)
Out last night in my sunday stripes
(you didnt want to know me)
At the tuesday hop if I wear drainpipes
(you say youre gonna throw me)
The way you treat mes frightening
Strike me down like lightning
You know its a shame (you didnt want to know)
Its a game (you say youre gonna throw me)
Out of town theres a story round
(youre staying with another)
At the picture show so the rumour goes
(youve been playing with my brother)
I dont know where Im standing
You give me such a bumpy landing
Its a shame (youre staying with another)
Its a game (youve been playing with my brother)
Getting a bad reaction
Chasin my girls best friend
Wonder should I walk on home
Plan a break-up or shake hands and make up again
Its a shame, its a game (its a a shame its a game)
Wah ooh
Its a shame, its a game
Wah ooh
I was out tonight looking wild in white
(you didnt want to know me)
Tried to catch a hint on how to jive
(you didnt want to show me)
I havent got a dogs chance
If I dont know how to hip-dance
Its a shame (you didnt want to know me)
Its a game (you didnt want to show me)
Wah ooh
I really felt hip wearing my stripes, baby its a shame
(its a shame, its a game)
And I really thought my drainpipes were outta sight yeah, its a shame
(its a shame, its a game)
Well, you struck me down like lightning, baby, I didnt know what to do, ha
(its a shame, its a game)
Theres so many rumors about me and about you I dont know what to do
Its a shame I dont know what to do, baby I need ya
(its a shame, its a game)
Oh, cmon and teach me how to hip jive
(its a shame, its a game)
song performed by by Hollies
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New Biography
See youve got the new biography
Where did they get the info from
Same as before some, so called friends
Who claim to have, known me then
How come theyve got such good memories
And I cant even remember last week
Got to queston where theyre coming from
What knowledge of me is it that they speak
So far away, way back when
The people that claim, to have known me then
Not on my wavelength and its such a shame
That they have to play the name game
The fame game, oh the name game,
Lord its a cryin shame
Lord tell me whats to blame
Reinvented all the stories they know
Give them all a different slant
What is it that theyre really looking for
Just a hobby on the internet
So far away, way back when
The people that claim, to have known me then
Not on my wavelength and its such a shame
That they have to play the name game
The fame game, the name game,
Oh its such a cryin shame, tell me whos to blame
If they didnt really know me way back
How can they know me now, in any respect
Its a pity they dont feel the pain
That they should pay the price to play, to play
The fame game, the name game
Its such a cryin shame, please tell me whos to blame
Not on my wavelength and its such a shame
That they have to play, have to play the fame game
Oh the name game, its a cryin shame
Please tell me whos to blame
They keep on playin
The fame game, oh the name game
Its such a cryin shame, please tell me whos to blame
Keep on playin the fame game
Lord, the name game, its such a cryin shame
Please tell me whos to blame
They just keep on playin the fame game
Oh the name game, its such a cryin shame
Please tell me whos to blame
Keep on, keep on playin..
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Shame, Shame, Shame
Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Shame shame... shame on what\'choo done... yeah
You made me sweaty
Talkin\' I was skin & bones
You cause your lovers grief
Oh.. look at me now
Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy... thats right
Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Shame shame... a shame on what\'choo done
You know what ya done
You wanna butt
You wanna what
You wannna... ay ay ay
Yeeeaaahhh... well I was offered dice
I gav\'em a touchin\' hymn
But then the game broke a loose
Oh... you were the reason
Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Yeah... shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Shame shame... shame on what\'choo done... ay ay ay ay
And now you\'re talkin\' back
Well I can tell your plan
You oughta eat my words down on your knees... aar
Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Yeah yeah yeah yeah... shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy
Shame shame... a shame on what\'choo done... wellll...
Shame shame a shame on you Miss Roxy
Shame shame shame shame
Shame shame shame shame ... yooh shame on you...
Shame on what\'choo done... yeah
Shame shame... shame on what\'choo done... who yeah who yeah... yeah...
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Shame On You
Somebody tryin to take my soul
Nobody gotta hear my rock n roll
Shame, shame, shame on you babe
Shame, shame, shame on you babe
No leader, steady as a ghost
Tooth sweeter, powdering her nose
Shame, shame, shame on you babe
Shame, shame, shame on you babe
A-smith, old hank pank
Pulling down your knickers
Ah, who you gonna spank
Shame, shame, shame on you babe
Shame, shame, shame on you babe
Joe perry, oh, mr style
Some kind of killer bee
Buzz a while
Shame, shame, shame on you babe
Shame, shame, shame, shame on you babe
Shame, shame, shame on you babe
Shame, shame, shame on you babe
Bogus honey, square dance close
Grab your partner, bring it home n dosey, dosey
Shame, shame, shame on you babe
Shame, shame, shame on you baby
Seemin jazzy bein shipped in
Wilds of the stanley
Try to given in
Shame, shame, shame on you babe
Shame, shame, shame on you baby
Seven or eleven
Go to roll the dice
Am I in heaven
Or am I in miami vice
Shame, shame, shame on you babe
Shame, shame, shame on you baby
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Dirty Rotten Shame
I recall the good old days
But thankfully, theyve gone
Now the ponies all are broken nags
That stumble as they groan
And throw the jockeys from their throne
When there are pitches left to dodge
And lions left to tame
But its nothing but a dirty rotten shame
Its a dirty rotten shame
That when youre frivolous and strong
It isnt youth, its fearlessness
That has been wasted on the young
The cruel are in the cradle
And the bishops in the bag
Its nothing but a dirty rotten shame
Now I find life a millionaire
That brags for rags and jewels
A snarling pup is wild enough
But as his anger proves
Hes left to sharpen useless tools
That tear and graze and finer phrase
But few are worth the name
Its nothing but a dirty rotten shame
Its a dirty rotten shame
And that is not an idle boast
When all your courage and your strength
Will leave you as you need it most
When there are lamps to dampen
And cauliflowers to flip
Its nothing but a dirty rotten shame
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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How Im Comin
Boom bash, wake up, I set it off right
Look around and turn your wet dream to fright night
You can call me r&b homeys, which stands for rough brother
Word to my grandmother
I buck you in the head just to let ya know
Stick you for ya dough, spit on the flo
Drag it out of ya, bring it on
I smack him back down, yo dope word is bond
I know you want a piece of the champ
But you roll too weak, you couldnt make it in my camp
You thought I went for the flip
But Im bustin off hip-hop clip after clip
I kept you out there, ripped you for your wear
Jump inside your video, bust you with a chair
Smack slap smack slap smack slap smack
Just to make it worse and hurt your pride Ill run it back
Smack slap smack slap smack slap smack
Click click boom, stop dead in your tracks
Stick the steel in your mouth
Buck buck buck buck buck, lights out
[chorus]
(Im comin)
How ya comin baby?
(Im comin)
This is how Im comin
The album that Im comin with is rough, the flavors mean
(ooooh) kickin you for real in the guillatine
Fourteen shots to your dome kid
Im doin time in the game like a bid
Movin rhymes like a package
So stigetty step up and get your nostrils damaged
Shootin, lickin, bustin, sprayin, all of that
And then some, dead dead dead, one by one
Never step to a real man
cause your rhymes only work on a playground program
They impress your little friends, bring you a little ends
But you still you gotta ride in your mans benz
Word to hip-hop, Im a blast ya
Gotta set you on fire cause I gassed ya
Boom, blow, batman, bang, pow
Unh (what) unh (what), thats the way its goin down
My new album aint no joke
You wanna take me out, how many bunch ya smoke?
Ill never slack again, Im off the job like the mob
Hey, no prob, many solved, on the knob, make em soft drob
What you gotta deal with is real, made of steel
You can feel it comin, burnin, buildin, flowin like an eel
Movin, killin, breakin, servin you just like a meal
Take off your clothes and taste the steel
[chorus]
Check baby
Rockabye baby on the roof top
Open up your mouth and taste my gallot
When your jaw breaks your gold teeth will fall
Down will come the monkey, bannana clip and all
Splat (buck buck buck) its all over wit
Another plan o.d.ed over my war hit
The way Im workin and jerkin and hurtin brothers converted
Non-beleivers get murdered, cause I waffle birded
Get your face out the bill, catch the thrill
Carry a nine put your hootchies on the bill
The thought of you gettin scared turns me on
Like my first telivision with my backup tip hard
So wheres your mouth kid? wheres your heart shorty?
Its all over, cash your chips in, crack a forty
You look thirsty, you aint gettin no mercy mercy
And aint no way that you can rehearse for me
Murder I wrote, murder I wrote, is what I figure
Its in my tote, its in my tote, so I pull the trigger
Put up your women, your crib, your speakers
Your dog, your cat, your crate, your speakers
Your sister, your aunt, your crew, your knicks
Got em booin all you mother rappers who think thats too tough
Bam bam, heres a hit you wish you had
A hit that makes you mad, a hit that makes you slap your dad
Dead dead dead, kill dead, kill dead
Try to battle me I gots to buck you in your head
I pull your file, click
I know youre good to style, blow
Livin wild, when its come to this I never smile
What did you learn from the lesson I just gave ya?
Obey your momma, be on your best behavior
Its never endin and I am recommendin
You put your name as brendan
I see yall that is blendin
The message that Im sendin
Is there aint no pretendin
Get in the trunk, buy the album, here Im endin
This is how Im comin
How ya comin baby?
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Shame
Written by j.h. fitch & r. cross
(if we lose our love its a shame)
(if we lose our love its a shame)
(if we lose our love its a shame)
(mever gonna find it again no baby)
(if we lose our love its a shame)
(never gonna find it again no no no)
Shame
Burning keep my whole body yearning
You got me so confused its a shame
Sometimes I think Im going insane
Still I wanna stay
(back in your arms thats where I wanna be)
Where I wanna be (wanna be)
(back in your arms thats my high)
High
Shame
Ooh my mamma says youre playing a game
And what you do to me is a shame
Ooh wouldnt wanna live through the pain
Mamma just dont understand
(back in your arms thats where I wanna be)
Where I wanna be
(wanna be)
(back in your arms thats my high)
High
I cant get enough
(ooh) ooh baby enough of that magic touch
Love is in my heart, tearing the rules apart
So why should I be ashamed
Shame
Only love can beat the pain
And if we lose our love its a shame
Ooh I wouldnt want to live with the pain
Gonna stay forever
(if we lose our love its a shame)
Oh no
(if we lose our love its a shame)
(never gonna find it again no) no (no) no (no) no
I cant get enough
Ooh baby enough of that magic touch
Love is in my heart, tearing the rules apart
Ooh its a ooh
(shame)
Gonna stay forever
(shame)
Only love can beat the pain
No no no
(shame)
Mamma says youre playing a game
Mamma just dont understand
(shame)
What you do to me is a shame!
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Shame
What we learned here is love tastes bitter when its gone
Past yourself forget the light, things look dirty when its on
Funny how it comes to pass, that all the good slips away
And theres no one around you can remember being good to
You
(chorus1)
Shame, shouldnt try you, couldnt step by you
And open up more
Shame, shame, shame
What we lost here is something better left alone
Second steps been forgotten, will you tell me how
They go
Set yourself, situate, like a fool try again
Theres no one around you can remember being good, for you
So
(chorus2)
Shame, shouldnt try you, couldnt step by you
And open up more
Shame, shame, shame
Shame, shouldnt try you, couldnt step by you
And open up more
Shame, shame, shame
We never thought wed getter so troubled
We could never think that much
It should never get this bad
So let the wind blow ya
Across a big floor
But theres no one around who can tell us what were here
For
Funny in a certain light, how we all seem to look the same
And theres no one in life you can remember ever stood
For you, so
(chorus2)
song performed by by Matchbox 20
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Sailors Lament
Woke up early feelin light, (shame, its a shame.)
Somebody got to me last night, (shame, its a shame.)
Sat down for a friendly duel, (shame, its a shame.)
With one-eyed jacks n jokers, too, (shame, its a shame.)
Chorus:
Ooh, sailor man, (shame, its a shame.)
Ooh, sailor man. (shame, its a shame.)
Poormouth henry turned on me, (shame, its a shame.)
Said, boy, Im gonna pick you clean. (shame, its a shame.)
Chorus
Oh!
Henry said, dont you mess that pile, (shame, its a shame.)
Had three aces n he had five. (shame, its a shame.)
Chorus
Shame, its a shame.
(repeat 5x)
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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Wild
I dont know why, feel quite like a natural guy.
But, ever since I was a baby, people calling me crazy.
You know I aint crazy.
For, I oh i, I got my finger in the pie.
Until I took a step back, and looked where I was at.
I said Im not really satisfied.
Chorus
I wanna be wild like Im supposed to be,
Strong and totally free.
I want to be wild [just like/because] I know I am,
Wild just like a natural man ...
Who was born to be wild.
Wild, born wild, wild the young american style.
Together we are strong, my brother said there aint no heaven.
There aint no orders above us.
Now, I dont know why, can get by on a natural high.
My high is the strength of my nature its a good vibration, now, feeling sensation.
Chorus
Who was born to be wild.
Chorus
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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Tell Me Do You Wanna
Oooh oooh aaah! check me out baby
Chorus:
Tell me do u wanna go home with me? tell me do u wanna come creep with me? tell me do u wanna get wild with me? tell me do u wanna go home? tell me do u wanna go home with me? tell me do u wanna
Creep with me? tell me do u wanna get wild with me? tell me do u wanna go home?
Verse 1:
The dance floor is jumpin the music is pumpin Im checkin out your grooves bout to make my moves across this crowded room cause Im scoping you Im feeling confident I just came from th
Sick of wondering who the hell you are cause I want you what a fella gotta do tell me.
*chorus*
(tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me) (oooh aaaah)
2nd verse
You wanna have some fun? come ride with me, lets chill Ill take you to a place and both of us get ill cause Im feeling you just tell me what to do, baby take my hand lets go thats all i
Do fellas wondering how to step with you cause my game was tight everything turned out right that night, tell me
*chorus*
(tell me, tell me, tell me) (it aint nuthin but a thang) (you aint said nuthin but a word baby)
Ill break you off till the sun comes up baby, come and get this thang gyrl wont tell a soul its down low trust me, Ill give you what you want baby lets go get freaky cause Im in the
Get nasty, get wild on my side baby wanna get in where I fit in baby baby, tell me do you wanna go.
*chorus*
(I gotta have you all to myself, yes I do) (Ive been peeping u) (I like your style) (I like the way you move) (yes I do) tell me do ya, uh (echoes & fades) tell me do ya aaah(echoes, f
& ends)
song performed by by Ginuwine
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Price To Play
Fail to see
how destructive we can be
taking without giving back
'til the damage can be seen
can you see?
can you see?
The more you take
The more you blame
But everything still feels the same
The more you hurt
The more you strain
The price you pay to play to game
Then all you see
And all you gain
And all you step on without shame
There are no rules
No one to blame
The price to play the game
Apathy
the chosen way to be
blindly look the other way
while you waste away with me
can you see?
can you see?
The more you take
The more you blame
But everything still feels the same
The more you hurt
The more you strain
The price you pay to play to game
Then all you see
And all you gain
And all you step on without shame
There are no rules
No one to blame
The price to play the game
What you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
The more you take
The more you blame
But everything still feels the same
The more you hurt
The more you strain
The price you pay to play to game
Then all you see
And all you gain
And all you step on without shame
There are no rules
No one to blame
The price to play the game
What you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
song performed by by Staind
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Shame
When the day is young,
And the laughs are thin,
I stayed the night too long,
And the colour grows upon my skin,
Shame , shame , shame ,
All I feel is,
Shame, shame, shame,
All I feel is,
Shame, shame, shame,
All I feel is,
Shame, shame, shame,
Just pack and go and never return,
When will I ever learn ?
When will I ever learn ?
Not to turn and stare,
Not to turn and stare,
Shame , shame , shame ,
All I feel is,
Shame, shame, shame,
All I feel is,
Shame, shame, shame,
All I feel is,
Shame, shame, shame, .............
song performed by by Xymox
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Shame
When the day is young,
And the laughs are thin,
I stayed the night too long,
And the colour grows upon my skin,
Shame , shame , shame ,
All I feel is,
Shame, shame, shame,
All I feel is,
Shame, shame, shame,
All I feel is,
Shame, shame, shame,
Just pack and go and never return,
When will I ever learn ?
When will I ever learn ?
Not to turn and stare,
Not to turn and stare,
Shame , shame , shame ,
All I feel is,
Shame, shame, shame,
All I feel is,
Shame, shame, shame,
All I feel is,
Shame, shame, shame, .............
song performed by by Xymox
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Style
(style) style, uh!
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Style, dig it
(style) style, come on
Uh, style
Style is not something that comes in a bottle
Style is more like jackie o. when she was doin aristotle
Style is not a logo that sticks 2 the roof of ones ass
Style is like a second cousin 2 class
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style, say what?
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style, check it
Style aint sittin court side with the owner of the team
Style is owning the court and charging em all a fee
Style is not lusting after someone because theyre cool
Style is loving yourself til everyone else does 2
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style, maybe
U got it! - style, well well
U got it! - style
Bridge:
Style dont get drunk on a saturday night
Try 2 dress up every sunday mornin bright
Style dont get married then break the vow in a year
Style is keepin a promise
Raise your hand yall if u hear me
(style) {x2}
Style is not biting style when u cant find the funk
Style is the face u make on a michael jordon dunk
Style aint the jeep u bought when u know your broke ass got bills
Style is lettin your lover drive while u talk on the phone and chill
U got it! - style
U got it! - style, maybe
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style
Bridge:
Style is a gold-tooth smile with an attitude
Style is a peaceful wild postin the rude
Style is growing your own food
Style is a non-violent march
Style is an accurate account of whats inside every heart (style)
Style is not a lie
Style is a man that cries
Style is the glow in a pregnant womans eyes
(style) {x4}
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style, do that, do that
U got it! - style, got it?
U got it! - style, mad, come on
(style) u got it! - yeah
(style) u got it!
Style is a peaceful wild yall
(style) u got it! - style
(style) u got it!
Style is not thinking about style
So let me stop (style)
(style) {repeats in bg}
Its nice man
What u call that?
Style, I like that
Its about me?
(keep, keep, keepin on, people gotta keep, keep, keepin on)
Right on (u got it!)
I aint got no job, but I got style
Style, yeah
(style) u got it!
Oh yeah
Hang on, hang on...
Style is buying your moms a house
Style is a clean mouth
Style is puppy breath
Style is no fear of death
Style is alis jab
Style is hailing a cab (style)
Then u know, givin em the finger when they pass your ass!
(style) (u got it!) bonnie, bonnie
(style) (u got it!) oh yeah
(style) shirley, shake your ass, shirley
(sytle) shirley, shirley, I love u, shirley
(style) (u got it!) {repeat in bg)
Style is mayte in the shower
Style is a soul new power
Style is when all black men are free
Style is u and me
(u got it!) {x3}
song performed by by Prince
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Im Different
Im different and I dont care who knows it
Somethin about me
Its not the same, yeah
Im different and thats how it goes
Aint gonna play no goddamn game
Got a different way a walkin
I got a different kind of smile
I got a different way a talkin
Drives the women kind of wild
(kind of wild)
(hes different)
And I dont care who knows it
(somethin about him)
Its not the same
(hes different)
And thats how it goes
(and hes not gonna play your gosh darn game)
I aint sayin Im better than you are
But maybe I am
I only know that when I look in the mirror
I like the man
(we like the man)
Im different and I dont care who knows it
Somethin about me
Not the same
Im different and thats how it goes
Aint gonna play your goddamn game
When I walk down the street in the mornin
Blue birds are singin in the tall oak tree
They sing a little song for the people
And they sing a little song for me
(hes different and he dont care who knows it
Somethin about him
Not the same
Hes different and thats how it goes
Aint gonna play your gosh darn game)
Im different and I dont care who knows it
Somethin about me
Not the same
Im different and thats how it goes
Aint gonna play no boss mans game
song performed by by Randy Newman
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Wild F*#$ing Manners
hunting a tiger
big sharp teeth
man-eater
these hunters
big egos, big guns
hunting for survival
need fur and meat to survive
hunting wild game
wild f*#$ing manners
saw lioness and her cubs
on f*#$ing youtube
wild animals is to game theory
as man is to war
primitive yet perfect in movements
stop hunting these majestic creatures
they echo the intelligence we lack
in a far away land called our sub-conscience
only to find our only way to organized life
we're just animals on a hunting ground
poem by Inner Projection
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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Fame
(bowie, lennon, alomar)
Fame, makes a man take things over
Fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, puts you there, where things are hollow
Fame..
Fame, hurts your brain, just a flame
A funny tin to dip you inside
Fame..
Fame, what you like is in the limo
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you have to borrow
Fame..
Fame, the dirty swine, its just his line
Hes only trying to drive you to crime.. (crime)
Fame..
Is it any wonder
Ill reject you first
Is it any wonder
Youre too cool to prove
Fame
A ticket for you, a ticket for me
Ive gotta get to witchitta
Fame..
Fame (rpt x23)
Whats your name?
What a game..
What a shame.. what a shame..
song performed by by Duran Duran
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Dead Poet
Who are you now?
By the same name?
By the same game?
Spark the same flame?
Shame.
Such a sweet girl all the same.
Go consume yourself at uni.
Uni, what a wonderful place
A frame to frame the endless shame.
But congratulations at the end all the same.
"your lame"
And yes I fell for your words, and your tongue, and your verse
Yes it hurt.
But now? Just disturbed is the word.
Unravel yourself, and wind your limbs round a naked flame
Get burnt.
Get burnt.
Get burnt again.
Don't gain, just play.
Just play in your new way.
You're nothing
You're the same.
It's a shame.
poem by Peggy Pollock
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Tear Da Club Up 97
Intro: three six mafia (repeat 7x)
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
[dj paul]
This for all you playa haters who be talkin that...(ha ha)
The three six show no love, put some hurt on a trick
Im bustin through the crowd, wild, with my hand on a cannon
Be like quick to put two up in ya like who mana standin
I be the last man, blast man
If you think you fast man, headlines
Three left em up in a cast man
When I look into your eyes I see a coward
Face to face I hit ya
Three six mafiad rather die than
[lord infamous]
Lord, hittin, here comes the two to the three and four
Three six mafia I want ya to wreck it all over the club floor
Blowin and throwin your sets in the air
Ya bumpin them tables and chests everywhere
Trampled over by the macs and the playas
You standin there actin like you wonder where
It aint said we the hardest,
And you cant rock it like three six mafia can
All up in a trance in the prophecy van
We gonna tear the club up, get it bucked till it dont eelin me
(.....? ? .....)
Chorus: three six mafia (repeat 8x)
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
[juicy j]
We tearin the club up, gettin buck
Haters try to call it rough
They better call security, bring them straight jackets and handcuffs
Aint takin it, aint takin it
The clutches I be breakin it
And rippin off the bosses and tossin them to the floor, bricks
Going through the window, got that thing at your temple
When they bust, keep it trust, and we aint talkin bout bustin pimples
Haters cant get with the mafia click, them fools aint buck enough
We gonna get the dynamite trick, and blow the club up
[gangsta boo]
Crazy lady comin at you, you cant fade me trick
I bet you bet you bottom dollar make you holla
When my soldiers get ya, I dont like that violence stuff
But I believe in gettin buck
If you with me, let me see you tear da, tear da club up
Mafia, mafi-mafia, wont stop with it though
Hypnotizing minds, we got you blind and you cant hear me though
Come and get it while you can trick, before its all gone
Goin once, goin twice, oh my God it just went gone
[crunchy black]
Oh, oh, oh, get buck, get wild
Lets tear this house right down
Lets tear da club up thugs
Lets do that stuff right now
No disrespect to the clubs, dont want none of that
But you got the three six mafia up in your house and
And we came to break the law, tear da club up
Ashes to ashes no dust to dust
And you cant trust three six mafia when we tearin that club up
Chorus: three six mafia (repeat 2x)
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
[koopsta knicca]
Hypnotize I dont think they high enough
See I thought I told you to get buck and tear da club up
Do it like a lunatic since you down with the prophet click
Now can I blaze it kick it tell me can I kick it man
Since uh, (? ? ) days gone, get hypnotized
Lets start a riot in the club, lets get wild tonight
One little, two little, three triple six members
Four little, five little, six triple six members
Chorus: three six mafia (repeat to fade)
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
song performed by by Three 6 Mafia
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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