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- flavorful0
Braniac dumb-dumbs, bust the scientifical,
Approach to the course and the force is centrifical,
Can you find your way through the lyrics that be catchin em?
Throw another rhyme across the room, they be fetchin em...
- Projectile0
Booom, shake shake shake the rooom!!!
- flavorful0
I keep my mind on my money, money on my mind,
Finger on the trigger, nigga, hand on my nine,
Smokin’ blunts of skunk, makin’ hoes of punks,
And only underground funk bumpin’ outta my trunk!
- deathboy0
umm all the lyrics of this song kinda work together as whole. pretty good stuff.
chorus:
slipping. watching. talking. leaving.all eyes on me. performing in irony in more ways than one,
mouth moves when it shouldn't.
i'll do my shuffle for the acceptance of those
who think my mouth should stay closed,
i tried but it couldn't possibly be soft spoken.
imagine me speaking to you with the message you haven't heard in six years.
battered and beaten by those retreating when i break from the norm.
i perform differently than my peers.
i blacken up my eyes to hide the surprise.
the hurt of rejection, infectious since i learned
the wonders of speech reach to the ones who surround.
this time i need their assistance, they kick while i'm down.
clutching at my insides, screaming at the top of my lungs.
they step on my fingers as i grasp the lungs of my life.
laughing at the off-the-wall performance,
i.e. my agony, dragging me down, to where i stoop for them.
a giant surrounded by dwarfs in a circle, but i'm far from a b-boy,
yet my head spins and i'm choking on more than phlegm.
it's a little something called silence
that i refuse to give up for my performance.
gaining me glares and disrespect from the others,
and now it's killing me literally
because i followed the routine of my brothers.
from hence forth, this will never happen again.
eyes pan the crowd to see the evil never ends...realizing consequences of my actions,
my blood stains on the ground spell out disgrace.
my time for my set has been cut to a fraction,
as i writhe in pain on the ground, i see a grin on every face.chorus
what, exactly, is it you're laughing at? i'm dying here.
not lying. wishing i could express how i feel.
this is my worst performance ever
and it appears a healthy helping of remorse shall be my last meal.
i see acceptance bears a heavy burden. for me, it's all for nothing.
i refuse to make a noise to them. they never understood me before,
now i'm here on the floor realizing i conformed to be condemned.
i'm savoring the moment of applause, pause.
if i were standing, i would take a bow, wave, and cry.
but instead, i'm searching for a savior
and going back and forth in my head if i should break my silence or die.
i have the crowd in my hand but on the other...
this would be the final act, i should go for broke.
or should i? why would i when i've dismissed the audience
and always viewed their opinion as nothing but a joke.
this is quite a situation, my suit is ruined and i'm losing their attention.
what's my motivation? "silence is golden," so the saying goes,
and my life slips away as my ego receives inflation.realizing consequences of my actions,
my blood stains on the ground spell out disgrace.
my time for my set has been cut to a fraction,
as i writhe in pain on the ground, i see a grin on every face.chorus
the curtain's dropping, vision blurred.
absurd to move my mouth, i've never had a turn out such as this.
i've used my last bit of strength to roll over
and cover the disgrace on the ground that i need them to miss.
i'm a starving artist, stuffed with attention that i paid the price for.
i refuse to discuss my salary with you. i changed for you.
now i'm expecting some spare change from you.chorus
- d_rek0
I've been here for thirty-some years
lookin' at myself in the same dirty mirror
so it aint like I don't comprehend
open that bottle, swallow that friend
no crime to take a little too much
got time to drink away a few months
- RoyBoyII0
Well you ain't sayin nothin slick to a can of oil
I walked barefoot from New York to Dallas
Won for Pimp of the Year at the Caesar's Palace
Made a big snowstorm on the 4th of July
And drunk the waters in the Atlantic Ocean til that shit was dry
I was makin money before Washington was put on a bill
And I kicked Jack's ass and took his hoe Jill
I'm the one who broke the bull's back
and made people say FUCK McDonald's and call ME the Big Mac
- natts0
Recomiendo a Da Vinci no a Di Caprio,
saben mejor los labios de los sabios...
" I suggest you Da vinci not Di Caprio, the wiser´s lips taste better..."
( I think it could be translated that way )
- digdre0
yuuuuuuuuuuuuu tumtumtum
soulja in tha house
- fatbot0
"Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis,
When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this
50-inch screen, money green leather sofa, now I got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur "
- fatbot0
I got nines in the bedroom, glocks in the kitchen
A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin
Uhh, the lesson from the Smith and Wessun is depressin
- honest0
"Cash rules everything around me, cream, get the money, dollar-dollar-bills y'all!"
- Machuse0
hey you, get off my cloud
you don't know me and you don't know my style
trying to take heaven, then i gotta give you hell
- Jnr_Madison0
Shit in the mouth, not the face.
Slow and steady, wins the race.
- minus2730
Confirmation of their worst fears
ever since his first years
had the thirst for beers.
- Nagrom70
its friday morning
where the weed at
let me dip into my pocket
for my fat weed sack
- Poochie0
You know the type. Loud as a motorbike,
but wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
- hiatus0
i like to put gum in my ass
cuz i like to pop shit