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Saturday, November 29th, 2008
Lyrics of song The End from Ras Kass. This song is on the album Rasassination.
featuring RZA
My puglistic linguistic rapping
is a mixture of slug ‘em in
Slug ‘em in
Plug ‘em in plug ‘em in
Come to spread it
The world exclusive
Check it
From the underground producers
Turn your face stone like Medusa
Slap dick on a wicked pitch
…… Sons
Those who burn hurt turn nuns
I be jumpin’ through the flame
With the name B.O.B.B.Y.
Makin’ a hobby
Smoke the honey dip got my throat groggy
You doo-doo brain dirtbag derelict dumbfuck
What the fuck is wrong with you dickhead?
Numb-nuts
Just cause you made a song or two
What’s the balance due on your royalties?
Record cmopanies spoil me
As the … Hot oil me
Fuck that savage back up
Wu-Tang step inside the club
Niggas might act up
One potato
Smack you like the crossfader
Rap data, …… The elevators
Escape the projects, livin’ inside the skyscraper
Fuck that I am takin’ back the forty acres
…… Nature
(Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby)
[Ras Kass]
(Huh)
Yo, my Eve called 1-Adam-12, I got arrested
At first she protested
But only the sevetnh son of … Had the power
Before the Midori Sour with red cherries
Hereditary trait, seeking salvation like the Cranberries
Wrote Murder with Angela Lansbury often
Til my biological clock stops and my casket falls
We sell tix like Boston basketball
C-arson was askin’ y’all
Is Ras Kass the last to fall victim for wearin’ no mask at all?
No gimmicks, just me bein’ me
But you ain’t bendin’ or offendin’ me
Cuz anyways Hennessy used to be a betetr friend to me
But I had to stop drinkin’ so many pints (Why?)
‘Cuz the tendency to forget
It ain’t baseball, America’s favorite national pastime is white
supremacy
Never seen a nigga granted clemency
My metaphors is meta-five
My styles go up in your … Little boy, you get fucked, like pedophiles
When it’s all said and done I’ma retire to an island in the Caymans
Enslavin’ caucasians livin’ off your mama’s life savings
I take it all in stride
Dennis Rodmans laced to the side
This nigga glide, like Clyde
My hands was tied
Silent cries screamed genocide
When two-thirds of the palnet died in the end
The end justifies the means
The end is power
(Power) Power corrupts — absolute power corrupts absolutely
Young black man, let us begin (2X 19Rh C Carved Wood 3 Pieces Altar Grapes Germany Christianity Christianity.
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Friday, November 28th, 2008
Lyrics of song The End from Ras Kass. This song is on the album Rasassination.
featuring RZA
My puglistic linguistic rapping
is a mixture of slug ‘em in
Slug ‘em in
Plug ‘em in plug ‘em in
Come to spread it
The world exclusive
Check it
From the underground producers
Turn your face stone like Medusa
Slap dick on a wicked pitch
…… Sons
Those who burn hurt turn nuns
I be jumpin’ through the flame
With the name B.O.B.B.Y.
Makin’ a hobby
Smoke the honey dip got my throat groggy
You doo-doo brain dirtbag derelict dumbfuck
What the fuck is wrong with you dickhead?
Numb-nuts
Just cause you made a song or two
What’s the balance due on your royalties?
Record cmopanies spoil me
As the … Hot oil me
Fuck that savage back up
Wu-Tang step inside the club
Niggas might act up
One potato
Smack you like the crossfader
Rap data, …… The elevators
Escape the projects, livin’ inside the skyscraper
Fuck that I am takin’ back the forty acres
…… Nature
(Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby)
[Ras Kass]
(Huh)
Yo, my Eve called 1-Adam-12, I got arrested
At first she protested
But only the sevetnh son of … Had the power
Before the Midori Sour with red cherries
Hereditary trait, seeking salvation like the Cranberries
Wrote Murder with Angela Lansbury often
Til my biological clock stops and my casket falls
We sell tix like Boston basketball
C-arson was askin’ y’all
Is Ras Kass the last to fall victim for wearin’ no mask at all?
No gimmicks, just me bein’ me
But you ain’t bendin’ or offendin’ me
Cuz anyways Hennessy used to be a betetr friend to me
But I had to stop drinkin’ so many pints (Why?)
‘Cuz the tendency to forget
It ain’t baseball, America’s favorite national pastime is white
supremacy
Never seen a nigga granted clemency
My metaphors is meta-five
My styles go up in your … Little boy, you get fucked, like pedophiles
When it’s all said and done I’ma retire to an island in the Caymans
Enslavin’ caucasians livin’ off your mama’s life savings
I take it all in stride
Dennis Rodmans laced to the side
This nigga glide, like Clyde
My hands was tied
Silent cries screamed genocide
When two-thirds of the palnet died in the end
The end justifies the means
The end is power
(Power) Power corrupts — absolute power corrupts absolutely
Young black man, let us begin (2X Wwii Russia Wwii Russia Wwii Russia.
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Wednesday, November 26th, 2008
Lyrics of song Chrismtas Rock from Keith Toby. This song is on the album Christmas To Christmas.
(Lewis Anderson)
My billfold doesn’t have a prayer
There’s Christmas catalogs everywhere
She keeps looking at the jewelry section
Cutting pictures out of her selections
I said we need to hold it down that year
And in her eye she got a huge ol’ tear
She wants a Christmas Rock
But Santas pockets ain’t got no roll
She don’t want pots and pans
Just something shinin’ on her hand
With an emerald or a diamond on it
I had a budget but she’s gone and blown it
Down to the jewelry store, here I go
Hear the clerk say, ho, ho, ho
She watns a Christmas rock
But Santas pockets ain’t got no roll
She don’t want anything from sears
No tools or garden shears
There’s something special on her mind
And I can’t even afford the shine
I wish she’d settled for a long nightshirt
No, Ive got to give till it hurts
She wants a Christmas rock
But Santas pockets ain’t got no roll
She don’t want pots and pans
Just something shinin’ on her hand
With an emerald or a diamond on it
I had a budget but she’s gone and blown it
Down to the jewelry store, here I go
Hear the clerk say, ho, ho, ho
She wants a Christmas rock
But Santas pockets ain’t got no roll
She wants a Christmas rock
But ol’ Santas pockets ain’t got no roll Original Comic Art Arthur Adams Roguexmen Pinup Arthur Adams Roguexmen Pinup.
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Tuesday, November 25th, 2008
Lyrics of song The Ballad Of Chasey Lain from Gang Bloodhound. This song is on the album Hooray For Boobies.
Dear Chasey Lain
I wrote to explain
I’m your biggest fan
I just wanted to ask
Could I eat your ass?
Write back as soon as you can
You’ve had a lotta dick
Had a lotta dick
I have had a lotta time
Had a lotta time
You’ve had a lotta dick Chasey
But you ain’t had mine
Dear Chasey Lain
I wrote to complain
Ya never wrote me back
How could I ever eat
Your ass when ya treat
Your biggest fan like that?
You’ve had a lotta dick
Had a lotta dick
I have had a lotta time
Had a lotta time
You’ve had a lotta dick Chasey
But you ain’t had mine
Dear Chasey Lain
I wrote to constrain
This letter is my last
As your biggest fan
I must demand
You let me eat your ass
You’ve had a lotta dick
Had a lotta dick
I have had a lotta time
Had a lotta time
You’ve had a lotta dick Chasey
But you ain’t had mine
P.S.
Mom and Dad this is Chasey
Chasey this is my mom and dad
Now show âem them titties
Now show âem them titties
P.S.
Mom and Dad this is Chasey
Chasey this is my mom and dad
Now show âem them titties
Now show âem them titties
Would ya fuck me for blow Folding Knives Folding Knives Folding Knives.
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Saturday, November 22nd, 2008
Lyrics of song Real Love(feat. Sera-Lynn from MASTER P. This song is on the album Miscellaneous.
[Chorus: Sera-Lynn]
I like the way ya do me baby - keep it real!
I like the way you feel - keep it real!
I like the way ya do me baby - keep it real!
I like the way you feel, you feel, you feel, you feel…
[Master P]
Get you in the bubble with the top down, girl drop down
Got it home, ain’t gon’ stop now
Early in the mornin, squeezy show me
Straight to the temple, like to Mormons
Ten karats, strawberries, what about, a horse with carriage?
Champagne, do the damn thang
I thought I told ya, this soldier off the chain
[Chorus: Sera-Lynn]
[Master P after each line in Chorus]
Holla when ya need me…
Two-way me when ya wanna see me…
Holla when ya need me…
Two-way me when ya wanna see me…
[Master P]
I thought I told ya, I am a soldier
3rd Ward die-hard, girl pull it over
To the backseat, to the Lex Jeep
Like Missy said, “make it go beep beep”
No Limit to slang thang bang gang
To my thang thang, you may do the same thang
Say ya miss me, then kiss me
Love me, hug me, ain’t no quickies
[Sera-Lynn (sung)]
Flashback, who’s that dancin to the latest
No Limit is the greatest, are ya sure, please let it be
That’s what I said, though ya did not know yet
Holla if ya with me, I am the hottest (?)
So don’t ya have no doubt, I am gonna spell it out
I need a thug to keep it real
I got the hottest of both, I dance from coast to coast
and I don’t wanna bump but I love you for real
[Chorus: Sera-Lynn w/ P’s lines after pauses]
[Master P]
I like the way ya feel, two time to undress you
Better than your sewet leather keys with ya nephew
See you gotcha “Gameface” ready for ya main place
Real platinum ice, knew it since the first date
Girl you a diz-ime, rollin with the fiz-ine
Jumped on the (?) saddle, still get mines
Like I am pretty sexy, exotic cute toes
Hit the corner, black six Bentley on the road
A lover not a fighter, goin for the tighter
Ain’t Ludacris, but I am “an all-nighter”
Round up the crew, hit up the chickens
Put on ya boots and get wit it in the kitchen, ya heard me?
[Chorus: Sera-Lynn w/ P’s lines after pauses]
[Sera-Lynn (whining)]
I am talk-ing, real love
I am talking real love to you
I am talk-ing, real love
I am talking real love to you
[Chorus: Sera-Lynn w/ P’s lines after pauses] Spurs Big Rowel Double Mntd Punchcy Cowboy Spurs Pierce Bug Rowel Double Mntd Punchcy Cowboy Spurs Pierce.
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Sunday, October 26th, 2008
Lyrics of song Friends from The Polcie. This song is on the album Miscellaneous.
I likes to eat my friends and make no bones about it
I likes to eat my friends, I could not do without it
Ain’t a guy or poet, friend, I know just how you’ll taste
Your limbs go sliding down my throat and never go to waste
Your death, of course, will sadden me, until I [ ? ] your essence
I know your life was not in vain when digestion is commencing
Consider this a celebration and the deepest pact of friends
And I hope that you will dine on me when I come to an end
(ah….)
Even friends may come to you with a new found revelation
But think of it as life renewed and not their termination
“To know you is to eat you” should be the code of lovers
Death brings the highest act of love preserved for one another
(ah….)
People say that what you are is only what you eat
And my friends become a part of me, oh well it’s then that life’s complete
To know you is to eat you, the act of love supreme
Each one of us inside himself can appetize the dream
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