This song makes me cry
Makes me crave a mans backside
Every time I hear this dumb song played
I feel like I'm**
I watch the telly
While Ralph shaves my belly
People wondering if I'm still straight
Am I going**
Get KY
This song it makes my butt ache
Get KY
Homo-love can be a big mistake
Get KY
Men's backsides are a dirty place
Could I go the** way
Jackie bend over
And bark loud like Rover
Would KC be my love slave
If I went the** way
Get KY
I'm singing like a sissy
Get KY
Ralph come and smell my butt cheeks
Get KY
I'm thinking bout the ballet
Could I go the** way
Will there be pain that I can not explain
What's coming over me
Yeah sir, Oh yeah
If I start to resist please don't use your fist
Or I might need some surgery
I watch the telly
While Ralph shaves Howard's belly
Homo homo homo
With every passing day
Get KY
Would I like to see a sphincter
Get KY
No smell is more distincter
Get KY
I wonder what my wife would say
If I went the** way
Get KY
I need a man's sphincter
Get KY
No smell is more distincter
Get KY
I wonder what my wife would say
If I went the** way
Get KY
Sphincter sphincter sphincter
Get KY
Distincter stincter stincter
Get KY
I wonder what my wife would say
If I went the** way
If I went the** way
Alicia Amnesia (Butch Walker)
She drives a black Iroc with hot pink leather
Got a good butt, but can't remember
Whether she's a good girl or she's bad
Or count the ** she's had
Comes home late with grocery sacks
Brother's in his hat doing Michael Jackson
Doesn't know her dad
Since he dropped her on her head
And if there's one thing I can say
Is she takes all my breath away
She doesn't know my name
She doesn't know her name
Every time that I call
She can't remember at all
That's the last time I fall
For Alicia...Amnesia
She got a summer job at the mall in town
Sellin' shiny clothes to the band in town
Who are trying to be so cool
And they always make her drool
Takes all I have to say hey
When she's cleanin' out the manic panic hair dye tray
And I can always bet
She'll ask me if we've met
If there's one thing I can say
Every time she walks away
She doesn't know my name
She doesn't know her name
Every time that I call
She can't remember at all
That's the last time I fall
For Alicia (Alicia)...Amnesia (Amnesia)
Everybody Gettin Crunk (Lil Wyte)
[chorus]
Yo mamma yo daddy yo greasy greasy grand mammy
Man they gettin wild as ** era body gettin crunk [x2]
Gimme room gimme room quit stepin on my toes [x4]
Yo mamma, yea I seen her butt ** in the front row
Yo daddy, yea I heard he was in vip smokin dro
Yo grand mammy, yea I know she is a groupie from the 70's
Aint no age limit to listen to me and all my melodys
Yo mamma, on the dance floor gettin crunk n' drunk off chris
Yo daddy, so full of beer this is the sixth time that he pissed
Yo grand mammy, man I know shes super buck cuz she feelin me
Listin to good ol' boys I guess she stole her grand sons cd
Yo momma, tellin you you need to be more like little wyte
Yo daddy, askin you how your gunna pay your bills and get it right
Yo grand mammy, sittin in the back fillin somthin bumpin knowin its my smokin song
Smells something good cookin or could it jus be grandmas bong
Yo momma, on sadder days fliped a benz truck on double dubs
Yo daddy, wears white wear camo when he be huntin doves
Yo grand mammy, has been smokin sense this cd came out and that ain't all
She swiched all her voloums and replaced all her tylenol
[Chorus]
Yo momma, red light head bobing bumpin riddin spinners
Yo daddy, in the seat stayin to the beat gettin super crunk
Yo grand mammy, crunk still but twice buck as both as those up in front
Pops with the auto radio puttin some knock in the trunk
Yo momma, wanted spinners for christmas and'll she will probly get em
Yo daddy, also thinks that there pretty cool, so you know hes wit em
Yo grand mammy, doesnt give a shit as long as she can ride and jus be seen
On the BIlls St. stripin 2 a.m where all the ballers be
Yo momma, calls the cab from wet willys cuz shes on the floor
Yo daddy, sees Mike Tyson and wanted to put a tattoo on his nose
Yo grand mammy, Man I love that woman shes a trip to be around act a clown
She might hit you frist ** up after a couple rounds
Yo mamma, she 25, and 16 when she had you
Yo daddy, 25, 24 maybe 22
Yo grand mammy, the reason why she buck cuz shes barly 48
After the age of 23 she had a daughter by mistake
[Chorus]
All Of Us (Black Eyed Peas Featuring Cole Starin)
I'm** and I have a chode
I'm the**est kid I know
I have butt ** with travis simecka
cause im**
when I see joe white in a speedo
all I think about is suckin his little buritto
I have butt ** with travis simecka
cause im**
well, me and johnny duncan we both like eachother
but johnny also likes to ** his mother
I have butt ** with travis simecka
cause im**
I made a wish on a wishing star
that ty and I would ** eachother in my car
I have butt ** with travis simecka
cause im**
and the fags, they sing now
[oooohhh] we want you cole
[oooohhh] we love you babe
[uuuuhhh] give it to me
when I do it with vaughn, I give it my all
and for my reward he sucks on my balls
sucks on my balls...
I'm** and I have a chode
[**and I have a chode]
I'm the**est kid I know
[im the**est kid I know wo wo]
I have butt ** with travis simecka
cause im**
well, my name is cole starin
and I really love the cock
and me and the cole starin posse
will suck your dick
[gun shot]
[cole drops dead]
[machine gun fires into** crowd and kills all the** people]
[strait people cheer]
Back Up (Nonpoint)
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
You got a bad attitude
comin' up from inside
you better watch your mouth
you got plenty to hide
you come across so heavy you're a buck-o-five
better rest your fist and try to use your mind
I'm not punkin' out
I'm just movin' up
say your comments loud
but try to back 'em up
keep your**far away and stay with yourself
alonein a cage aggravate someone else.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
You in your baggy jeans
with your baggy lip
you 'bout to loseall your shit
with the butt of my fist
you better use your mind fast
and bring your pressure down quick
'cause you feather weight **in' in this heavyweight clique'
you know karate got a shiny gun in your hand
got a razor blade hat with a knife in the brim
I ask you all the questions
don't look at him your own stupid answers got you what you are in...
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
no time spending on your thinking
becuase somethings really strange
dont care about the drinking
makes the voices go away
cause they hear what i am thinking
let your ego get away
then you'll frind that you are missing
what can teach you every day
no time spending on your thinking
let frustrations get away
im not holding it inside me
i'll just let it bay
what it wants to
when it wants to
spntaniously
*how it covered with me*
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
you better back up.
you better back up.
you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better
Bethlehemain Rhapsody (ApologetiX)
Is this a real guy? Is he just fantasy?
Cause of his grand size, no one's safe from fatality
Open your eyes, look up at Goliath, and see:
GOLIATH:
I'm dressed for war boys, I need no infantry
Because I'll meet the one you propose
Israelites, pick my foe
Anyway, I'll win, so it doesn't matter to me
DAVID:
Mama, there's still no man who can come against this threat
You might figure now we're dead
Mama, Goliath is testing us
And know he's gonna know they're all afraid
Mama, he's a mean and crazy guy
He'll come back again this time tomorrow
Daring us, Scaring us- cause he wants to meet in battle
Hooray! My time has come
Been a shepherd all my life-but I'm taking on this giant
Goodbye, everybody but not for long
God will lead me all the while I face this brute
C'mon (David you're a whimp though) I'm not gonna die
The One who wins my battle is Lord over all
GOLIATH:
I see a little silly shepherd, not a man
What are you trying to prove? You'll be chewed up and mangled!
Send a boy to fight me? A very very tiny flea!
DAVID:
Gol-la-liath! Gol-la-liath! Gonna die you big galoot!
I'll kick your butt!
I trust the Lord but nobody trusts me
CROWD:
He trusts the Lord but suffers from insanity
Daring to fight gaist this monstrosity
DAVID:
Evil comes, evil goes- you will get deposed
GOLIATH:
I will not, no! I will not get deposed
DAVID:
Yes, you will (repeat) Your head will roll
GOLIATH:
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Come-to-me-a! Come-to-me-a! Let the eagles pick your bones
Beelzebub and his devils gonna fight for me for me for me
DAVID:
So you think you can scorn me and spit on my tribe?
So you think you're above me just based on your size?
Oh, baby . you ain't just duelin' David
You'e gonna get it now- cause God'll win my battle here
CROWD:
Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!
DAVID:
Guys I'm really flattered-yet it wasn't me
God wins every battle- God wins every battle for me
VOICE:
David will be king soon
Get Off The Bandwagon (EPMD)
[PMD]
Ayo what's up E Double?
[Erick Sermon]
Yo whole thing man got a lot of customers out there man trying
to get paid off what we made.
[PMD]
Ayo rapping ain't your field you took the wrong trade. So you'd
better get a grip on them lips and get off the...
[P] Ayo yo yo I be the P twice E M D
[E] I be the E double E in the place to be
[P] Ayo what up E man we in there man?
[E] You know we in there, trying to get paid, know what I'm saying?
[P] Yo, we gotta step out hard this year
[E] Pee check this out, this is how it's going down
[Erick Sermon]
There was a Hardy Boy mystery you were trying to solve
Can't understand why you got involved
Here's a clue, try the ghetto master blaster
Now think who causes disaster
Clue number two, you give up?
I figured, it was K La Boss on the cut
He had help, sucker duck, now that's clue number three
You wrong, cause it was EPMD
[PMD]
MC's, get off the bandwagon
I'm not bragging, but tagging
And snagging the biter that tries to imitate
Time to go on strike and demonstrate
On the fo, that does not N-O
That if he pulls my card, I'm good to flow
Toe to toe, blow to blow, without H2O
Ayo, you want to battle? I'm good to G-O
Get off the bandwagon (Repeat 2x)
[Erick Sermon]
This ain't a blast from the past, it's a boomer from the future
Feel free to scream "Ho" or "Yo" if it suits you
While the bass is booming and your face is glooming
Saying the E double E is def, you're not assuming
They're only one of many that think a jealous fellow
Say "yep" then step cause I'm cooler
[PMD]
Say "Hmmm" now you're through, you're how not who
Before I'm gluing that butt like Krazy Glue
I roll into the party as if I was Five-O
Book investigation biters like Columbo
Pushing rap for some info in exchange for a jumbo
And when I find a sucker it's time to play Rambo
Or play Commando, you know?
I knew it was the sucker with the New Jack-ified afro
We rock rhymes then we we run em a while
Sucker MC's catch on, then they bite our style
They're confused, dazed, and amused
Sweating and thing because their rhymes are used
Seen us in the crowd then they own their cost
They run around like a chicken with their heads cut off
Get off the bandwagon (Repeat 2x)
[Erick Sermon]
While my volume was swaying, you were saying
"Who was that brother?" while the record was playing
I felt kinda happy like an ego trip
I had to laugh cause my energy's tip
My tradition is dissing in this position
And right about now I'm in perfect condition
And don't get mad, and don't stop hissing
Don't say nothing homeboy just listen
[PMD]
No talk or playing, sucker MC's I be slaying
Get off the bandwagon, you know what I'm saying?
I devastate the hip-hop scene
Keep the feet moving like a dancing machine
E got my back (yeah) K La Boss on the scratch
You wild on the groove with the beat on wax
I'm in my own world, no room for distraction
Controlling MC's while La Boss keeps scratching
Get off the bandwagon (Repeat 2x)
Tales From The Crack Side (K Solo)
Tales From The Crack Side
Tales From The Crack Side
Tales From The Crack Side
I woke up in the morning on a regular day
I knew my man named R would be around my way
I brushed my hair my teeth suddenly I washed my face
Then he came over my house with the drug base
He kept saying if I take one hit of a pipe
I write records to rhyme before the rest of the night
I said "R I don't do drugs, or drugs are w**"
And ain't that base drug like a drug, CRACK
He said no Solo, see base is the shit
Girls puff of base, and everybody does it
He left off quick and left me the base and the pipe
And I thought I write a record a rhyme, before I reach night
I said if that's true, but any case
I couldn't wait to write my record after I smoke the base
He left the crib, I heard the telephone
It was my mom telling to watch my sister 'till she gets home
I hung up the phone, with no time to waste
I put my sister in the kitchen so I could smoke the base
It had a funny taste but it didn't taste bad I felt hot
That's when I got my pen and pad
I wrote a rhyme it was funky
I broke in a race
'Cause the rhy that I wrote, tried to run off my page
I said, "Stop rhyme"
Then I grabbbed the rhyme and cut the rhyme
That I've seen running in my sight
I got a mind was happy when I thought the rhyme was dead
Some leaf swong and caught me square on the head
I fell on my floor and
The rhyme grabbed the knife
And cut my little sister
I thought it took her life
She fell on the floor, blood covered the rug
The rhyme was left and to my surprise I knew something was bugged
I got on the phone to call the cops, "what should I do?"
You'd did the same thing if you was in my shoes
As I started talking I seen the rhyme run by
And hit me with a can of ravioli in my eye
I fell on the floor look and when my vision cleared
I looked around the house and see the rhyme disappeared
I started to cry I said, "Oh, what would my mom say?"
That's when I heard a cop pulled up into the driveway
She came in the house she took a look at the place
See my sister still bleeding the knife and the base
She said, "You cut your sister while you were smoking that shit"
I said, "Mom, I didn't cut 'er, the rhyme did it"
I knew this was the truth, mom thought it was a lie
Some of y'll might even think it's just a Tale From The Crack Side
A Tale From The Crack Side
A Tale From The Crack Side
Mom was crying, she ran in shocked
Got on the phone, and then she started crying to the cops
So I ran out the door, and I looked for
The rhyme that cut my sister, who bled on my floor
I got in the yard, went out ran out in the street
I had to duck behind some trees 'cause I seen the police
When they ran in my house and shut up the block
I see my girl far coming to my house, and my jaw dropped
I said, "Baby stop," but yo she kept on walking
I knew pretty soon, the cops would be hawking
I never knew the trouble I was really headed for
'Till the rhyme appeared again dressed in Santa Claus
He said, "Ho Ho Ho baby you look great"
And told me dead on my face my girl was gonna get raped
Me watching this whole thing it was blowing my mind
'Cause my girl was getting raped by this musical rhyme
He was sliding in fast my girl cried for help
I grabbed a stick, you know and Solo went for self
I hit the rhyme in the head and seen him drop
But hen the rhyme disappeared and all I seen was cops
They were coming for me fast I couldn't escape
Besides my girl was on the ground butt-** yelling and raped
One cop gave 'er a coat and said "M.s are you alright?"
Another cop said that's the kid that cut his sister with the knife
I told them my name, I tried to explain
They heard the side of my story
They said "Boy you insane" you raped this girl too
Come on and just admit it
I said, "Man, I didn't **'her, the rhyme did it"
I knew this was the truth but cops thought it was a lie
Some of y'll might even think it just a Tale From The Crack Side
A Tale From The Crack Side
A Tale From The Crack Side
A Tale From The Crack Side
The cops tried to catch me, so I ran like hell
I needed someone to talk to, someone to tell
'Cause all these things were happening they where blowing my mind
See, I knew I didn't do this, I knew it was a rhyme
But who would believe me in any high state of mind
If they ask me who did it, and I say it was a rhyme
The cops didn't buy it, this is why I 'm being chased
Then my mom told the cops that I was high, on base
I'm running I'm sweating
I suddenly knew that I had to get the piece out as fast as I can, so
I shoot up this corner, run up another block
Looked over my shoulders, and seen I lost the cops, then
I ran to his door, bang like a ring or two
He said "Solo, hey man the cops are looking for you"
I said, "Thanks to you the base and that pipe"
"I wrote a rhyme high last night and the rhyme came alive"
He started to laugh, said "Yeah right!"
I said, "It raped my girl on the block, and cut my sister with a knife"
He started laughing, he thought it was a joke
He said, "Yo Solo you had a little too much to smoke"
I grabbed him in the jaw, we started fighting on the floor
Suddenly that's when I heard someone that was coming from the door
To conclusion, enter my mind, I said
"Could it be the cops, or the rhyme"
But before when I told 'em my man pay me no mind
And when the door opened up, it came the rhyme
With a hammer in his hand he tried to hit me in the head
I ducked, but the hammer hit P instead
I started braeking then, I said this must be a nightmare
He was screaming on the floor and there was blood everywhere
I got on the phone, called the cops
She went into shock
And when I hung up the phone, cops was on the block
I stuck my head out the door, said, "Help me the rhyme is in here"
But then he dropped the hammer, again he disappeared
The cops kept asking me how did he get hit
I kept trying to tell the cops "Yo, the rhyme did it"
They didnt' buy it, they said "Boy you're bug"
"You can save that rhyme story, for the lawyer or the judge"
I get there the D.A. and judge still wouldn't listen
They gave me fifteen to twenty-five years in prision
They take me somewhere, far state
For attempted murder, assault too and **
My family won't talk to me, my friends wont' see me
My girl now hates me, and she don't wanna marry me
'Cause when this all dawned on me
It wasn't a rhyme it was just base technique
So I tell kids and adults in this place
This could happen to y'll if y'll smoke crack or base
So do yourself a favor stay away from this
Or you'll be in jail like I was yelling the rhyme did it
No one will believe you, they'll think you're telling a lie
And your life will become another, Tale From The Crack Side
Tale From The Crack Side
Tale From The Crack Side
Tale From The Crack Side
PMD, word up
Tom J, I'm out
Awful Beautiful Life (Darryl Worley)
I woke up early with a poundin' in my head
I'd been out the night before with all my friends
A little worried, kinda wonderin' what I did
I said, " Lord, please forgive me for my sins."
My wife wanted to kill me, but she tried to save me first
"You're goin' if I have to drag your butt to church."
I love this crazy, tragic,
Sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautiful life
I read the hymns and kinda sorta sang along
And made it through the Sunday sermon wide awake
We met the family for dinner at our home
Drank some beer, watched a game, and cooked some steaks
My little brother had a big fight with his wife
And my poor mother sat between'em both all night
I love this crazy, tragic,
Sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautiful life
We said a prayer for Cousin Michael in Iraq
We're all aware that he may never make it back
We talked about the way we missed his stupid jokes
And how he loved to be a soldier more than most
I laid in bed that night and thought about the day
And how my life is like a roller coaster ride
The ups and downs and crazy turns along the way
It'll throw you off if you don't hold on tight
You can't really smile until you've shed some tears
I could die today or I might live on for years
I love this crazy, tragic,
Sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautiful life
I love this crazy, tragic,
Sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautiful life
Alright
It's a beautiful life
Awful, beautiful, life
I love this life
It's a beautiful life
Spin The Bottle (Twiztid)
featuring Insane Clown Posse
(Jamie Maddrox)
Man ** that shit man
(Shaggz)
** THAT
What?
(Jamie Maddrox)
Whats up with this bitch?
She better come suck my dick or something
(Shaggz)
Bitch
(Chorus) 1X
Whos going up?
I'm dying to see
Spin the bottle baby
And give it to me
(Monoxide Child)
Its Paulie baby Paulie
The ** licking love
Sporting Cowboy boots and a florescent glove
I lassoed you up, and then I jumped on your back
I needs no saddle, I just sit on my nut sack
(Chorus) 1X
(Shaggz)
Its stretch nuts up the back and I'm going get this ho
Bottle still spining and my sack about to blow
Up in my pencil chipping, chick stop the fronting
Lets forget the game and get down to humping
(Chorus) 1X
(Jamie Maddrox)
Its me, Jamie Madd, ????
I touch and tap and tickle you, till you melt like Ice Cream
I know you want my bod, and fat kids are so **y
Take off all your clothes and come over here next to me BIATCH
(Chorus) 1X
(Violent J)
Its Violent J baby, the wizard of the street
Sporting your panties, just to show you I'ma freak
I'll slide in your bed, for I got a surprise
You got clown makeup smeared on your inner thighs
Give it to me 8X
(Jamie Maddrox)
Man, who the bottle pointing on?
(Shaggz)
What
What
(Jamie Maddrox)
Somebody better suck on my dick in this mother**er, I ain't playing no more
(Chorus) 1X
(Monoxide Child)
You can call me the plumber, cuz I snake your drain
But buttermilk lovenugget, that be the name
I swings to the left, cuz I'm swift with my meat
and I tickle, twisty, nippy ** off....damn
(Chorus) 1X
(Shaggz)
Spin number 2, and my chances looking good
Already hit one neden, now I'm going for her friend
It don't make a difference, I really don't care
Besides all this shit, aslong as she gots neden hair
(Chorus) 1X
(Jamie Maddrox)
All I heard was BANG BANG BANG, no I ain't tripping
Pink front so w**, that my bang is slipping
Blood quicker than the path my eyes, she replied
I could get better traction, if I hit it from the side
Now baby...bitch, lemme get some magic
I'm trying to leave this nut stain on your momma mattress
(Chorus) 1X
(Violent J)
Its me again J!!! I would love to turn you out
But, I think I'll pass, cuz your shit is blew out
Just hold your shyt together, cuz something maybe ??
Or maybe you can let me holla at your puiny hole
Give it to me (Repeats through Maddrox until Chorus) 8X
(Jamie Maddrox)
Man, u goin suck Violent J's dick
Lick Shaggz Balls
Hump Monoxide
(Chorus through Maddrox) 4X
and you can't even touch my butt?
Bitch, I'll choke your**
Motha**a, how many times do I not get some?
I ain't get no love in this motha**a
Hey look, touch my butt
Touch my butt right now
I'ma pull it out
You betta touch my shit
Don't ** with me girl, I know where you live
Touch my butt
Touch my**right now
Look its out....touch it EW EW touch it
Touch my**
Girl, you betta touch my**
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