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I’m Tryna Fuck

–Hook–
When I’m in the bus, I sit in the back
When I’m tryna fuck she gon’ give me back
Niggas said I fell off well bitch I’m back
Spent a couple racks, bitch I make it back
–Verse 1–
Cause I just got rich on these niggas
I blew up and dipped on these niggas
I’m balling and whipped on these niggas
Cause I’m really sick of these niggas
Shoutout lil boat cause I wanna get on a lil boat and then drift on these niggas
They stealing my wave, with this water shit, I was the first one to drip on these niggas
(?), Ima empty the clip on these niggas Lyrics to ‘I’m Tryna Fuck’ by Ugly God:

–Tag–
Thanks Ugly God!

Bitch!

Lyrics to ‘Bitch!’ by Ugly God:

–Hook–
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch
–Verse 1–
No, I’m not a rapper, this the first page of the chapter
Bitch, I’m a disaster, bite your bitch just like a raptor
Booty gang pastor, I’m the hash slinging slasher
Pussy Bacon Escobar, plugged in like an adapter
All my music slappin’, make you dance just like a Kappa bitch
Boy I’m broke as fuck, 30 bands straight from FAFSA bitch
Hoe give me some space, no I ain’t talkin’ about no NASA bitch
Gucci head to toe, you wipe me down just like a napkin
–Hook–
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch
–Verse 2–
Bitch, you know my handle, hump your bitch just like a camel
Bitch, I run the scandal cuz I’m lit just like a candle
I can’t trust a bitch, I’m flippin hoes just like the channels
Young ugly god play these hoes like a piano
I’m colder than your cooler, deeper than the sewer
All my niggas shooters. piss me off they’ll have to do you
I brought her to my room and spread her legs just like a rumor
I fucked her with no condom. but no worries, bitch, I’m neutered
–Outro–
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch
Bitch

I’m a Nasty Hoe

Nigga Too Nasty
Come here baby put your phone number in my gadget
“Little Dick Clique”, until they lay me in a casket
Young Ugly God toss yo booty like a salad
Same shoes everyday but bitch I’m still swaggin’
Motherfuck yo fashion, I could win a beauty pageant
Ugly God a legend, take notes in yo tablet
I’m ugly as the fuck, but bitch I’m still a coochie magnet
37 booties in my face, boy what’s happenin’
TV screen, shawty on the scene like a actress
My hair on point but my clothes stay ratchet
Young Ugly God, bitch my dick game disastrous
–Chorus: Ugly God–
I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho
I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho
I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho
I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho
I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho Lyrics to ‘I’m a Nasty Hoe’ by Ugly God:

–Intro: Ugly God–
Young Ugly God man, came in nigga you already know I’m a nasty hoe
This song bruh, everybody make love to this song
If you gotta girlfriend, boyfriend listen to this song and make love nigga, y’all ain’t gone never break up
–Hook: Ugly God–
I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho
I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho
I’m a nasty ho
–Verse 1: Ugly God–
I made yo bitch say “uh”
I put my hand on her butt
She said, “Royce I’m on my period.”
I said, “I don’t give no fuck!”
All I said is “I’m Ugly God”
Now her pussy wet like a duck
Take advantage of me bitch I wanna be yo slut
Face, Titties, Booty, and Toes
What I’m eating for lunch
Sit upon my face baby, I ain’t vagina in months
I’ma dip your titties in Koolaid baby watch how I lick it up
I’ma gamble witcha’ booty baby, lemme try my luck
–Chorus: Ugly God–
I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho
I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho
I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho
I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho
I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho, I’m a nasty ho
–Verse 2: Ugly God–
Ugly God A.K.A.

Back to the Basics

Lyrics to ‘Back to the Basics’ by Ugly God:

–Intro–
Ooo, aye, yuh, aye (thanks Ugly God)
[Verse 1]
Johnny Dang on my wrist it cost a grip
20 on my chain 30 on my hip
I might eat her booty like some shrimp [?]

Booty Gang Captain

Make it happen
Young Ugly God use your bitch like a napkin
I pulled up on your bitch then her booty got to clapping
I bought myself a husky cause my new bitch alaskan Lyrics to ‘Booty Gang Captain’ by Ugly God:

–Intro–
Hoes on my dick cause i’m the booty gang captain
–Tag–
Thank’s Ugly God
–Hook–
Booty gang captain, booty gang captain
Booty gang captain, booty gang captain
Hoes on my dick cause i’m the booty gang captain
Booty gang captain, booty gang captain
–Verse 1–
Booty gang captain, Mr.

Fuck Ugly God

Lyrics to ‘Fuck Ugly God’ by Ugly God:

–Chorus–
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (ayy!)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (ayy!)
–Verse 1–
Fuck Ugly God, Ugly God a hoe
Flexing like you got it, bitch, I know your ass is broke
Your networth say you got a million, but your ass don’t
You a one hit wonder, bitch, your whole career a joke
Back in 10th grade, your coach kicked you off the team
Every single day, you wear them same pair of jeans
Them same black pants, bitch, you know which ones I mean
Four years ago, you got jumped on Halloween
–Chorus–
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (ayy!)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (ayy!)
–Verse 2–
Water this, water that, you finna get exposed
Back in eighth grade, you use to borrow niggas’ clothes
You act like a freak, but you ain’t never sucked no toes
You still owe your college three bands in student loans
You don’t got no hoes, everyday you beat your meat
You don’t want these problems, pussy boy, you know you weak
When I catch you slipping, I’m gon’ punch you in your teeth
Ugly God a bitch, pussy boy don’t want no beef
–Chorus–
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (ayy!)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (ayy!)

Welcome to the Booty Tape

And then all he wants to sing about is dumb stuff, almost like- I don’t know how to even say it, he’s singing like pornographic stuff, and who just wants to see, I mean, I guess if he has an audience for it good luck, I would never listen to that
So it’s a no? Lyrics to ‘Welcome to the Booty Tape’ by Ugly God:

–Intro: CUFBOY$ and CUFBOY$ Mom–
So what’s your opinion on Ugly God, mom, a lot of people have wanted me to do that
Thi-This, 2 videos we just saw? Fat Nick is bad, and he looks like a girl
–Tag–
Thanks Ugly God! Final opinion on Ugly God? –Verse–
I spent that check on my neck
I got yo bitch drippin’, she wet (drip, splash)
Nigga please don’t disrespect
My niggas they grippin them TEC’s
I pull up and pick up that check
I go to yo crib put my dick in yo sister
Yo bitch on my line, i pull up and I drill her
Don’t DM me nigga, don’t hit me on twitter
I am the G.O.A.T, admit it (yea)
I fuck on yo bitch cause she with it (yea)
Them niggas so broke i don’t get it (the fuck)
I need me a milli let’s get it
I always say i need a milli
I probably won’t stop ’til i cop me a milli
When i touch a milli, I cop me a bentley
So let me stack up cus my pockets look empty
You niggas and bitches irrelevant (bitch)
I need me that check i pay hella rent (cash)
My pockets thicker than an elephant (yea)
I do this rap shit for the hell of it
Twenty-sixteen yes i need to be president
Bitch i’m the shit, i came up and thats evident
Don’t call me bro, nigga we are not relatives
Bitch, you niggas is snakes (yuh, snakes)
These bitches is fake (yuh, fake)
I see that you hate (yuh)
I count up this cake (count up this cash)
You savin’ these hoes lil nigga (damn)
I cannot relate (can’t relate)
But get you a cape
Say hey to my tape
Yuh, damn Oh yeah, no no no no no no no no, he’s one of the worst you have shown me, except for Fat Nick, I mean that was pretty bad
Fat Nick cranks, what are you saying? I mean he’s just not that attractive! Yeah
Oh, good luck to him, because whatever he made off that is not gonna be- no
What you mean
He’s not gonna make anymore, that was terrible, I mean, I’m pretty open minded, so I like some of these people, I think they have a future, but this guy; Number 1, he’s not that attractive, Number 2, he’s not!

Denison Witmer – Life Before Aesthetics Lyrics

DENISON WITMERLife Before Aesthetics Lyrics
I’ve got more important things
Than shiny diamond rings
And modern furniture
Life before aesthetics was
A nail hole in a wall
A borrowed comforter
Now I wait until the sound
As if I never drowned in my addition
I’m not saying that it’s right
But waking through the night I felt it coming
And it crossed my heart
When did all this start
Stand together, fall apart
And it crossed my heart
Hear the oceans as they sing
The mountains and the spring
And all it means to me
Life before aesthetics is
A mindset that imparts impossibilities
Still I waste the chance to give
As if I’ve never lived throughout deletion (?)
I’m not telling you it’s right
But waking through the night
I felt it happen
And it crossed my heart
When did all this start
Fall together, stand apart
And it crossed my heart
And it crossed my heart
I’ve got more important things
Than shiny diamond rings
And modern furniture. When did all this start
Life before aesthetics was
A nail hole in a wall
A borrowed comforter
Stand together, fall apart
Hear the oceans as they sing
The mountains and the spring
And all it means to me
And it crossed my heart
Life before aesthetics is
A mindset that imparts impossibilities

Desmond Dekker – Music Like Dirt Lyrics

DESMOND DEKKERMusic Like Dirt Lyrics
we’re having a party I hope you are hearty
we’re having a party I hope you are hearty
sing it to me children
rom bomp a loo bomp bomp bomp ballooey
rom bomp a loo bomp bomp intensify
music like dirt for your money’s worth
music like dirt for your money’s worth
sing it to me children
rom bomp a loo bomp bomp bomp balooey
rom bomp a loo bomp bomp intensify
girls like sand to match every man
girls like sand to match every man
sing it to me children
rom bomp a loo bomp bomp bomp balooey
rom bomp a loo bomp bomp intensify
Oh, girls can’t hide from intensified guys
music that stays on for extra days
intensified boys with thoughts full of joy
intensified girls with their fancy clothes
sing it to me children
rom bomp a loo bomp bomp bomp balooey
rom bomp a loo bomp bomp intensify

Dee Carstensen – Come Down In Time Lyrics

DEE CARSTENSENCome Down In Time Lyrics
In the quiet silent seconds
I turned out the light switch
and I came down to meet you
in the half light the moon left
while a cluster of night jars
sang some songs out of tune
and a mantle of bright light
shown down from a room
Come down in time
I still hear him say
so clear in my ear
like it was today
come down in time
was the message he gave me
come down in time
and I’ll meet you half way
well I’m not sure
if I should have heard him as yet
but a true love like his
is a hard love to get
I’ve walked most all the way
and I ain’t heard him call
and I’m gettin’ to thinkin’
if he’s coming at all
Come down in time
I still hear him say
so clear in my ear
like it was today
come down in time
was the message he gave me
come down in time
and I’ll meet you half way

Vanessa Bell Armstrong – For God So Loved The World Lyrics

VANESSA BELL ARMSTRONGFor God So Loved The World Lyrics
Chorus
For God so loved the world
that He gave His only begotten Son,
that whomsoever believth on Him
should not perish, should not perish,
but they shall have, they shall have
everlating life. Chorus Verse 2
If Riches could have paid the debt
then God could have sold,
all the walls of jasper,
And the streets of purest gold. But He knew the price of one lost soul
was more than wealth could buy;
and if redemption were ever bought,
only love would satisfy. Verse 1
God could have chosen
to never love again,
fallen man could go his way
and die in his sin;
but God in His compassion said,
I’ll pay redemption’s price,
so He took on the form of man
and became the perfect sacrifice.

Devil Lee Rot – Metal Dictator Lyrics

DEVIL LEE ROTMetal Dictator Lyrics
I, Metalizing everyone
I’m cold as ice
And hard as steel
The only way to be real
I feel so insane
And kick in their face
We’re the Metal servants
You cries out with pain
Metal dictator
Back with a vengeance
Metal dictator
Back with a vengeance… from Hell

Vamps – Stolen Moments Lyrics

VAMPSStolen Moments Lyrics
You tell me I’m a friend
But confused minds and blurred lines
Have brought it to an end
And all that is left now is where it’s gonna end
And I don’t know, no
Used to be enough, to have you around me
Before we said too much
Now you can’t be around me
Cause now you find it hard
Not to drop your guard
Oh, not to drop your guard
I’m begging here to steal it all
And I’ll escape with every stolen moment
That I spend with you
Come be a thief, girl if you want
But piece by piece I take each stolen moment
There’s no way to defend
But you pull all the walls down, it’s harder to pretend
That I don’t want it all now
I need it even more
Every time you go
I hate to ask you, go
I’m begging here to steal it all
And I’ll escape with every stolen moment
That I spend with you
Come be a thief, girl if you want
But piece by piece I take each stolen moment
That I spend with you
We’re the puzzle I can’t fix
Million pieces still missing
When I look at you and me, I still can’t tell what this is
But it’s out of my control
Love’s a hole
You say you don’t wanna fall in
But you keep falling
I’m begging here to steal it all
And I’ll escape with every stolen moment
That I spend with you
Come be a thief, girl if you want
But piece by piece I take each stolen moment
That I spend with you
Oh, that I spend with you
Oh, that I spend with you, eh
That I spend with you
That I spend with you

Do no wrong – Hustle Gang feat. T.I. lyrics

joined .. it, can’t do no wrooong
Do no wrong, do no wrooong, do no wrooong, do no wrooong, do no wrooong
Me and my kin do no wrooong
Me and my kin do no wrooong (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Go and ask the city for the song
Me and my kin do no wrooong, do no wrooonggg. Turn up and .., turn up and .. it, can’t do no wrooong
Do no wrong, do no wrooong, do no wrooong, do no wrooong, do no wrooong
Me and my kin do no wrooong
Me and my kin do no wrooong (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Go and ask the city for the song
Me and my kin do no wrooong, do no wrooong. Top 5 and I’m not dead
Drop head in this drop .. Do no wrong, do no wrooong, can’t do no wrooong
Do no wrong, do no wrooong, do no wrooong, can’t do no wrooong
Do no wrong, yeah no matter how you .. out with that cooler on me
Bow bow, get it moving homie. me tho
13 h**s in my ratio
All I want is Felacio (That’s head)
Hoe sit down, .. Ain’t nun’ but exotics, ain’t nun’ but exotics
Guns in my palace, guns in my palace
Nothin’ but hundreds, nothin’ but hundreds and thousands, I stack it
Ten thousand, I stack it and holler my gunner
Holler my gunner, stay on automatic, stay on automatic
But we don’t give no damn, don’t give no damn
Don’t give no f**k, don’t give no f**k
Pull up on your block, pull up on your block
And wet that hoe up, and wet that hoe up
In a new Bentley truck, a new Bentley truck
Pocket full of that .., full of that .. Switch shirts ’till I .. Do no wrong, do no wrooong, can’t do no wrooong
Do no wrong, do no wrooong, do no wrooong, can’t do no wrooong
Do no wrong, yeah no matter how you .. Yeah, uh, tryna roll me up a M
Tell the b***h, give me a backwood
Tryna get a little head
Ooh, ooh, ooh, that’ good
You want war with Dro, you gotta .. You smoke too much, give my blunt back (Give it)
ATL, we won’t stand that
Your b***h bad, we extend that (F**k her)
Pipe a .., we extend that
We gon’ drag the hoe up and down, side to side and front to back
Walk around with them Louis on
Bryce, get your boy groupie home
Tech .. Lyrics Hustle Gang – Do no wrong
Do no wrong, do no wrooong, can’t do no wrooong
Do no wrong, do no wrooong, do no wrooong, can’t do no wrooong
Do no wrong, yeah no matter how you .. Hold up, hold up, turn up and .., turn up and .. Do no wrong, do no wrooong, can’t do no wrooong
Do no wrong, do no wrooong, do no wrooong, can’t do no wrooong
Do no wrong, yeah no matter how you .. I ain’t pimping, bih excuse me
Hoe, you must’ve been mislead (Hold up)
While i’m sipping this .. ain’t save her
.. faces
Surrounded by all my day ones, only way that I feel the safest
Alexander MCqueen, .., no laces
I’m picking up the tab, quick payment
I’m tryna make it out of the basement
Another headshot for a racist
A bad thot running ’round the bases
.. came in. it, can’t do no wrooong
Do no wrong, do no wrooong, do no wrooong, do no wrooong, do no wrooong
Me and my kin do no wrooong
Me and my kin do no wrooong (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Go and ask the city for the song
Me and my kin do no wrooong, do no wrooong. it, can’t do no wrooong
Do no wrong, do no wrooong, do no wrooong, do no wrooong, do no wrooong
Me and my kin do no wrooong versuri-lyrics.info
Me and my kin do no wrooong (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Go and ask the city for the song
Me and my kin do no wrooong, do no wrooong. How we livin’ changing
It ain’t been same since .. Soon as I pull up, your hoe wanna give me her number
Dropping the top on my dawn (Yeah)
Look like we dead in the summer
Long live Peanut Da Don
We come from the trenches, the gutter
Yeah, another shoutout to my brother
Making a sucker take cover
Quarter million, we stuff in the duffel
We can’t do no wrooong, ’cause they love us
The city, they love us, for real. , could you blame her? I just recreate it when I’m on, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sat back and contemplate it, when I’m on, yeah, yeah, yeah
I just did this s**t how I want
The only way I knew that, was when I’m on, yeah, yeah, yeah
Scan off with the latest
Pool party with the A-list
Feeling so innovative
Breaking bread with .. Hustle Gang lyrics
Video wrong

Krankes Biz – Crz7 songtexte

Auf der ihr Songs nach Kinofilmen oder Ikonen benennt
Oder PlayStation-Spielen oder woher ihr die scheiß Inspiration bekommt
Ihr merkt es nicht, ihr seid so todes wack
Und frischt dieselbe Gülle wieder auf, wenn was Neues in Mode kommt
Ihr definiert eure Person durch Trends
Sprecht in Interviews besonnen, aber spittet teuflisch
Zwei Seiten, mit den’n ihr dann die kleinen Kids ausbeutet
Anti Babylon, als wüsstet ihr, was der S**t bedeutet
Guckt euch doch nur mal an, ihr wandelnden Litfaßsäulen
Ihr wandelnden Werbeträger fresst im Trikot ‘nen Hummer
Fühlt euch nach was, fühlt euch nach euren Shirts, ihr großen Nummern
Ich könnt’ vor Wut kotzen, seh’ ich, wie Talent unten bleibt
Während ihr euch in der Vetternwirtschaft die Kunden reibt
Ein’n auf Mann macht, aber die Größten im Lutschen seid
Während wir schuften wie’n verlassener Vater für Unterhalt
Sowas verdient kein’n Respekt
Der Untergrund war und ist schon immer die weitaus höhere Liga im Rap.(krankes biz)
“Some hate the fact that I’m still here
Still ill, still raw, give me a break”
“No doubt, you don’t know what it’s about
You think you spitting game, but the game spit you out”
“Keep it underground”, “no doubt”
“Spit every verse like it’s my last one”
“Still here, still ill, still raw” – “you don’t know what it’s about
You think you spitting game, but the game spit you outtt.”(krankes biz)
Cr7z songtexte
Video biz Das hat nichts mit Skillerweiterung zu tun, klingt zwar geil und cool
Ist nur leider pures Kaschier’n von inhaltsfreien Liedern
Sie sind wie Vir’n, die in einem Wirt resistenter werden
Schlecht kopiert heißt hier nicht weiterentwickelt, ihr denkt berserker
Ach und weil ich unter ihn’n steh’
Muss ich mich wirklich wundern über folgenden Punkt, denn ich ray wie ein Röntgengerät
Sie klauen mir vereinzelte Lines
Bauen sie um oder verändern daran kleine Details
Witzigerweise so, dass Sinnigkeit dabei nicht bleibt
Ich bin ein Unikat, Fanta wird nicht zu Cola, wenn man reinscheißt
Ungebildet, nur dümmlicher Sprache mächtig
Ja, man weiß, was ihr meint, aber bei Philosophie wird’s lächerlich
Back to the essence, beschäftigt euch wieder mit dem Phrasendreschen
Das könnt ihr am besten, klingt in euerm Fall auch nah am Echten
Nah an dem, was ihr draufhabt
Das nagt jetzt paradoxerweise an euch pro Versuch vom Laufrad auszubrechen
Hamstert eure Killerlines in euern Bausebäckchen
Eure Killerlines sind feather-light, die ich wie Staub wegwisch’
Frei im Vogelkäfig, bis sie von mir ausgesetzt werd’n
Ihr überlebt in mei’m Gebiet nicht mit geklauter Technik
Euch fehlt’s an Rapgespür, glaub ma’ Ras Kass
The early bird gets the worm, but the hawk gets the bird
Egal, wie perfekt ihr wirkt und von Aufrichtigkeit sprecht
Eure Augen sind dennoch nicht grad vertrauenserweckend
Dann der Scheiß über das Frau’nabchecken
Hätten die was in der Birne, würden sie schreiend und haareraufend wegrenn’n
Hauptsächlich geht es euch um Wohlstand, Cash und schnelle Autos
Die Fans entsprechen Melkmaschinen, also schnell was rausbring’n
Schnell aufs .. Die Hip-Hop-Medien spring’n direkt auf den gleichen Zug
Clickbait, kein’n f*ck geben, scheiß doch auf die kleinen Hohl-
birnen, die sind schließlich das, womit das Biest gespeist wird, yo
„Hip hop hooray“ war mal, jetzt heißt’s „Hip-Hop Hurensohn!“
f*ck dein Leben! f*ck deine Mutter! gebrettert, ihr seid ja so krasse Rapper
Deshalb geht’s schnell von der Hand, ja, .. f*ck dies und das! Eine Mutter zerbricht
Schämt sich in Grund und Boden – so ‘nen Jung’n wollte sie nicht
Fragt sich, was sie angerichtet hat
Ihr sagt, „Ist alles ganz normal.“, sei’n wir froh, dass Essen auf dem Tisch landet
Die hab’n euch so in der Kralle, dass alles aus ist
Ihr manifestiert diese Realität – willkomm’n im Township! Songtexte Cr7z – Krankes biz
Sie manipulier’n die Jugend mit einer Form von Mind Control
Promodisses, um die Kohle der Kids reinzuhol’n
Die geifern mit offenem Mund wie auf Betonspritzen
Nach neuem Hass – welcher der Rapper besteigt den Thron? manchmal besser
Geratet nicht in die Schnelle, wenn meine Welle aufkommt
f*ckt eure gestreckten Tracks, Intros, Skits, Interludes und Outros
Wer braucht das schon auf ‘ner CD ohne Konzept? Und dieses Schiff wird aufsteigen, aber nicht wie Jesus
Sondern in Gestalt einer alles zu Staub zerf*ckenden A-Bomb
Ob man’s mir glaubt oder nicht, ich wünsche niemandem etwas Schlechtes
Zumindestens nicht im Rapbiz
Nach der Enttäuschung kam die Wut, ich hielt auch lang genug die Fresse
Solang, bis es hieß, „Der Typ ist depri!“
Ich war Battle-MC auf der Straße als’s noch nicht ma’n Netz gab
Battle-MC, als noch Kassetten in der Anlage im Deck war’n
Back to basic, wenn man so möchte, jetzt gibt’s aufn Deckel
Wenn man etwas empathischer wird, bin ich der Letzte, der noch ‘ne Strafe ausführt
Wie der Staat und seine Schergen versuri-lyrics.info
Seine Gang, ausgestattet mit TEC und ihrem ständigen Nerven
Exekutive, ich darf mich in dem Stress nicht verlieren
Die tiefschwarzen Kräfte in mir strikt nicht entfesseln
Wenn so ein Todesroulette stoppt
Würd’ ich nie im Leben das Leben treffen wie den scheiß Candy-Crush-Jackpot
Propz und Credits an die mit dem Siegel Einzigartig
Wär’ ich wirklich geisteskrank, dann nur auf Teilzeitbasis
Underhyped, doch mit Features dieser Elite
Niemand hat so ‘ne Agenda, et zum motherfucking cetera
To be continuous setters veteran, sein Flieger stealth, die Konkurrenz ist bah
Und selbst, wenn sie ihre Reimketten jetzt einmal endlich auch in die Länge zieh’n
Erzähl’n sie trotzdem immer noch denselben Scheiß – wie häng’ngeblieben! Irgendwann f*cken sie auch ‘nen verdammten Baum auf Stoff und Schnaps
Wir zerstör’n, wir zersägen, wir zerf*cken, wir töten
Wir holen die Hölle höchstpersönlich auf den blauen Planeten
Merkt ihr nicht, was ihr da tut?

Supergrass – Alright Lyrics

Of the scene as she turns
We are strange in our worlds
But we are young, we get by, can’t go mad, ain’t got time
Sleep around, if we like but we’re alright
Got some cash, bought some wheels, took it out, ‘cross the fields
Lost control, hit a wall but we’re alright
Are we like you, I can’t be sure? SUPERGRASSAlright Lyrics
We are young, we run green, keep our teeth nice and clean
See our friends, see the sights, feel alright
We wake up, we go out, smoke a fag, put it out
See our friends, see the sights, feel alright
Are we like you, I can’t be sure? Of the scene, as she turns
We are strange in our worlds
But we are young, we run green, keep our teeth nice and clean
See our friends, see the sights, feel alright
Are we like you, I can’t be sure? Of the scene, as she turns
We are strange in our world
But we are young, we run green, keep our teeth nice and clean
See our friends, see the sights, feel alright

Dolorian – Nails Lyrics

One whispered in the foreground and one spoken in the
background)
(whispered voice)
Cold,
it’s stone cold,
still I hear,
where mornings will never touch me again,
I falleth,
I falleth. (Spoken voice in the background)
You,
culmination of vermins,
I don’t need you,
mornings will never touch me again,
you,
culmination of vermins,
I don’t need you,
mornings will never touch me again,
you,
culmination of vermins,
I don’t need you,
mornings will never touch me again. DOLORIANNails Lyrics
(The song consists of two vocals bein done at the same
time.

Closet Monster – Uniqualist Me Lyrics

I… refuse… don’t want to be part of this shit do you? CLOSET MONSTERUniqualist Me Lyrics
Sometimes I’d like to get lost and not be found Sometimes I like it better when no one else is around To remind me of the self indulgence, the greed, the mass consumption, the cruelty I spent 16 years living life without a clue then I re-educated and re-evaluated me and now I sing… sing this song to you I… refuse… don’t want to be part of this shit do you? Do you? Compassion Dreams Equality Love Belief Autonomy Anarchy=Harmony A FIGHT FOR WHAT IS RIGHT

Califone – Lion & Bee Lyrics

CALIFONELion & Bee Lyrics
beggars breathe all one lung all one engine choir looking
lost and
left undone by the riverbed sending off winter
keep in bending it with your promises long hands ripening
quiet as
a cutter’s eye
from the heights the planets curve tide and bullets
harmonize
ocean claws waters teeth traded away your soldiers memory
wet sweet morning come kill a jealous night dirt blue lit
in a dried
out pool keep in bending it with your promises long hands
morning
come kill a jealous night

Roger Chapman – Moth To A Flame Lyrics

ROGER CHAPMANMoth To A Flame Lyrics
Chapman
Through the longest day or darkest night Come to you running
Down the highway of desire
Come to you running
Drawing me every hour of the day
Like a moth to a flame. Through the longest day or darkest night come to you running
Down the highway of desire
Come to you running
Drawing me every hour of the day
Like a moth to a flame
I’m like a fish strung out on a pole
You’ve caught me body and soul
And I’ll come to you running. I’ll be there no matter what it cost
Bringing it to yer
All the love that I’ve got
Bringing it to yer
Like a fish on a fishing pole
You’ve caught me body and soul.