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86 Measures Of Game (Necro)

[Sample: Interview with Gene Simmons of KISS]
Interviewer: "Now, let's get to the studded codpiece. Do you have a sense
of humor about that? Does it seem funny to you?"

Gene Simmons: "No, not at all! It holds in my manhood."

Interviewer: (laughing) "Oh, that's right!"

Gene Simmons: "Otherwise, it'd be too much for you to take. You'd have to
put the book down and confront life. The notion is, that
If you want to welcome me with open arms, I'm afraid you're
also going to have to welcome me with open legs."

Interviewer: "That's a really obnoxious thing to say."

Gene Simmons: "No it's not! Why should I say something behind your back
that I wouldn't say to your face?"

Interviewer: "Has it come to this, that this is the only way you can talk
To a woman, to do that shtick?"

Gene Simmons: "Let me ask you something; why is it shtick, when all women
have ever wanted ever since we crawled out of caves is
"why can't a man just tell me the truth and just speak to
me plainly?" So, I do that. You can't have it both ways."

[Verse 1: Necro]
Some bitches are stupid, I treat 'em like shit
That's how you get one to eat a dick
Never be sweet to a bitch, keep it sick
They like to get dissed, they like it rough
Women are so **ed up in the head, some like to get snuffed
And they come back for more
Cause "Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus"
That's why they like to suck penis
Don't ever let them tell you different
Women are just as horny as men
They're just programmed inhibition
That's why Catholic school girls are the biggest sluts
Down to take it in their butts
They're always lickin' somebody's nuts
And why not? That's why God made 'em
Adam was kind of lonely, so God took one of his ribs and created 'em
Cause before that, Adam was ** animals
That's why women like to get **ed like animals
It's only natural
And don't get the wrong idea, don't think I hate bitches
I love women, that's why my **'s religious
I'm just stating facts that are down to take a smack
And they'll break their back bending over for you if your thing's intact
They say they're not into games
But those are the dames playing the most games
The type that'll suck on a dick for cocaine
They're acting like they're so tame
But before you met them, they **ed fifty cats, and can't remember no names
Tell them right off the bat, "I want you to suck on my sack"
And, most likely, they'll respect you and let you cum on their back

Yo, the more degrading I get, the more these ladies get wet
It's only busted bitches that can't take what I said
Well ** busted bitches, they make my dick limp
They're useless to a sick pimp like me who needs his gratification instant
But one thing ugly bitches are good for
Is being good friends that'll lend you money when you're poor
So shout out to the homely, and my deep condolences to you bitch
Cause honey, for the rest of your life, you'll be lonely
And I know some of you are sayin' "Necro ain't all that"
But yo, men don't even have to look good as long as they rap
Mother**ers that are fat will have you on their lap
As long as he convinces you he's an emotional cat
And if he's a cold person that got money
Most broke bitches will take the cock in their tummies
They're not dummies
Money turns bitches on
Once you're broke, the bitch is gone
Money'll have a bitch in a thong stripping to songs
It'll have a bitch in a ** getting shitted on
I want so much money I could get any girl to sit on my schlong
But I've been broke for centuries
And haven't had a problem yet getting a girl to bend to the knees

I guess that's how you know you got game
I could be broke and bummy and still get the same as a cat that's got fame
I know cats that trip, they're practically paying the bitch
And they can't even play with the clit
Cause she's saying some shit
Portraying like she's afraid of dick
Because you're too stupid to realize she was created to lick
She's playing you quick
She'll hold out on the pussy the longest possible time she can make you wait for it
Cause once she gives it up, you might diss the slut
And she's thinking like business, son, "let me milk everything out of this schmuck"
She don't give a **, 'cause most men are foul
And we're down to ** any girl in their bowels, we get around
So we're looked at as bank accounts
Amounts, like a quarter-pound or an ounce, but bitch, my checks will bounce
Not sayin' all women are like this
But yo, I got no problem with it
I'll pay the price if she got the right tits
I see nothin' wrong with payin' for a tight clit
If I'ma pay for anything, I might as well pay to excite my dick
I've paid for worse things, you should pay for something that'll last
Like a French maid with a fat ass
If I had mad cash, I'd open up a whorehouse
Honestly, I had this bitch in my crib frontin' so I threw her out
She wasn't suckin' dick correct, the bitch was wrecked
She should've known that when she hit the deck
Not to stop suckin' until she whipped her neck
After all, I bought her a beer
And you'd think she'd be grateful enough and able to stuff a cock in her mouth
And make sure I'm taken care of before walkin' in here
But no, so I threw her out in the rain with no dough in the freezing cold

Skeez and do what you're told
Cause once a slut gets old, you'll be payin' me to suck my pole
Cause when a man gets old, he blossoms
But when a woman gets old, she starts rotting
There's not too many options
Just plenty doctors with operations and lotions
Liposuction and face lifts and Noxema for old skin
You can't escape demise by taking some weight off your thighs
It's a law of nature to die
You patronize Death when you old bitches use a facial cream that says it age defies
These companies are playing games of lies
That's why these 85-year old billionaires are taking wives that are 25
So what's my point?
You bitches better lick up
Before corrosion eats your lips up
And they aren't soft enough to dick suck

[Sample: American Pimp]
"It ain't easy, man. It may look glamour like this, because you see me ride ya dig?
Snakeskin down to the floor, ya dig? I'm tellin' you, it may look easy, but you're
gonna have to work to get to this category, baby. See you at the top."

Get Down (Amil Featuring Beyonce')

[Amil]
Oh shhhh
Yo Jon-John this track is crazy

[Jon-John]
You know how i do
Browntown, Roc-A-Fella

[Amil]
Where my ballers at? Where my thugs at?
Where my fellows at?
Where my coins at? Where my bitches at?
Where my ladies at?
Where my ballers at? Where my thugs at?
Where my fellows at?
Where my coins at? Where my bitches at?
Where my ladies at?

Let me know what tha deal, keep it real
If you wanna build
Ain't nothing wrong with a roughneck
Rockin' dirty Timbs, baggy jeans, and a nice chest
What you do on the low?
You Bling-bling
You's a thug for sure, I want ice cold ice, hit me off
Wanna break me off, you gotta break me off
Break me off

Chorus:
However you wanna get down
I can get down, baby, like you get down
You know I don't play around
If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down
However you wanna get down
I can get down, baby, like you get down
You know I don't play around
If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down, get down

Can I live? Let me live, you want me
Then you gotta give
I'm a bad girl, such a bad girl
Not a **, but a rock girl
Drive a drop girl
Hair is done, body's right
You wanna touch cause I'm just that tight
We can roll, we can stroll but I gotta let you know
I ain't giving out without doe

Chorus:

So if you wanna get with me
Then diamonds is what I need
You are what I need
And if you want to make me happy
Then give me some of your cream
Give it to me baby, give it to me, give it to me

[Amil]
Rap:
Uh huh, yeah
Amilliyon, Major Coins
Uh
It be the brokest niggas always talking shit
I don't even notice niggas who can't offer shit
What that look like, a broke nigga flossin this
Major Coin, meaning high costing bitch
Only a baller in fact can keep me in the minks
To the small of my back, I'm just keeping it real
Letting y'all know from the gate, no papes, no scrapes
You ain't hungry for it, no plates
Mother **er you'll get clowned first
Treat you like a corner scrub slinging an ounce of dirt
Think about it, what sound worse?
Telling my Coins you broke, or you drowned the purse?
See only official bitches wifey of a rich nigga
A smart bitch, ** with no trick niggas
Them grimy bitches ** with stick niggas
And a dumb bitch just ** you for your dick nigga

Chorus:

Sometimes (M2M)

The rain's pourin' down and you wish you could find a deep hole in the ground.
Aunt Red knocks on your door and it feels like your crawlin' all over the floor.

And your boyfriend says:
(and your boyfriend says)
Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed today?

Sometimes you just feel like...
The tight pants that you have don't fit.
Sometimes guys just make you sick.
And you're lookin' for somethin' to kick.
You feel so lost in this pretty world.
That's how it sometimes feels to be a girl.

Your brother always has to complain.
He don't understand, he thinks he's a real man.
Your favorite tv show is startin' soon.
Up with the ice-cream and a spoon.

And your father says
(and your father says)
It's a wonderful soccer game today.

Sometimes you just feel like...
The tight pants that you have don't fit.
Sometimes guys just make you sick.
And you're lookin' for somethin' to kick.
You feel so lost in this pretty world.
That's how it sometimes feels to be a girl.

Sympathy can be okay.
But not when I feel horrible like today-e-yeah-e-yeah.

Sometimes you just feel like...
The tight pants that you have don't fit.
Sometimes guys just make you sick.
And you're lookin' for somethin' to kick.

Sometimes you just feel like...
The tight pants that you have don't fit.
Sometimes guys just make you sick.
And you're lookin' for somethin' to kick.
You feel so lost in this pretty world.
That's how it sometimes feels to be a girl.





Ooh Shit (Master P)

[Master P]
It was a late friday night and a chill was at the club
I was kind typsy from smokin that bud
Walked to the bar seen this bitch fine & Tender
The b*tch at the counter aske a nigga couldnt remember
looked in her face a perfect redbone
took her to the hotel till the chill yo was on
she started rubin & massagin my chest
she said why you were a bullet proof vest
I sai bitch cause im to deep up in this
but just handle your buissness
she reached for my dick like a dipstick
and grabbed my nuts and started to kiss
I rubbed my fingers against her face
before we did it popped in the Marvin**e tape
[Marvin**e]
Theres nothing wrong with me **in you
[Master P]
but back to the story all right
I guess its time to ** cause off went the lights
bitch was kinda hot
didnt have a rubber but a nigga still hit that cock
side to side back to front she put wip cream on my dick & swalloed the cum
I flipped the bitch over one more time
but the bitch was to kinky to be mine
I looked at my watch said ohh shit
I got a concert to do bitch
she said I guess its time to go, would I ever see you again?
I said probably so
but I didnt know it would be that soon
cause after the concert a nigga dick turn blue
and when I see her Im gonna kill that bitch damn
she did do suckin to my dick

[Chorus]
Ohh Shit, bitch what did you do to my dick x4

Chill man pull this mother**er I gotta take a piss damn
Ohh Ohh bitch Ohh im gonna kill that bitch god my dick burnin
Chill man bring me to the mother**in hospital

Call Me Mellow (Tears For Fears)

Fill the sky with love
Fill the sky with love

I wouldn't mind but she just turned up on the doorstep
Wishful and ashen, slightly bedraggled
Last time I saw her she was howling at the moon
Roaming the forest, lupine and rabid

Woah is she wild?
Does she see my inner child?

But then she knows it's like a curse
To find our chosen roles reversed
To unify my universe
To call me mellow

If only I was half my age and she was older
We'd live on ice-cream on Coney Island
I though it's gravity that drags down my balloon
She stays in orbit way after midnight

Woah slip and slide
Does she go all dewey-eyed?

But then she knows it's like a curse
To find our chosen roles reversed
To unify my universe
To call me mellow

She'll dress down for us
She'll break new ground for us
Watching me cracking up

She'll hang round fellahs
With all the groundswellers
Driving me like a truck

But then she knows it's like a curse
To find our chosen roles reversed
To unify my universe
To call me mellow

But then she knows it's like a curse
To find our chosen roles reversed
To unify my universe
To call me mellow

Fill the sky with love
Fill the sky with love
Fill the sky with love

Night Train Freestyle (Necro)

Necro's goin to brave a stunt
Yo, who the ** you think made Chrissy Applegate a cunt
Don't be fakin shit, make no mistake wit this
I'll backslap you til you're retarded like DeNiro up in "Awakening"
Time for money making, you better give up the bacon
You will sleepin forever, that **in pedophile, I will
** you, rip my fist when I twist my wrist like Bowser
Then I'll cut open your heart like a satanic Dougie Howser
{*Laughter drowns out words*} Mental 666 like Nicky
I know you wanna see me played, but my style is all juice
Cause yo, in a +Minute+, you'll be my **in +Maid+
Yom codeine, like Al Golstein, ODin, you better hit **in record
You bitch, go get a tape, trip over a wire and crack open your face
Do what it takes to get a tape and record it into place
You kickin envy, nah, shut the ** up, **er I'll do what I want
Plus I'll rip anyday, freestyle or written, a shoe flies up on the stage
Beats the guitar, I'll leave a battle and pack a bigger blade
Now what, you're lost and nobody wants to find you
The only deal you'll get is when Satan signs you
Sicko, sickest bastard, runnin through clubs
Dead, like a trends a stickin acid, peep it
You can't see me, like I'm in the sky
I got cut above your eye sockets so the blood drips in your eyes
Ain't seen nothin decent, pick up my slick 187 reasons
Why Ali Wood needs me, son
Yeah, yeah I shot Reagan, ** a pig in they fellafel
Wit a knock of bacon, who ** this car saggin
Yeah, yeah I shot Reagan, ** a pig in they fellafel
Wit a knock of bacon, who ** this car saggin
I seen demons in back of taxi cabs
My thougts attack me like a bad acid tab
Or a crack drag, the black flag
Tales from the darkside, mandatory suicide
You and I collide, never suits and ties arrive
Drive in medicated, then the thoughts and dreams accelerated
Then some mother**er levitated
Talk about some vampire shit like he's dedicated
So I chopped his **in head off quick then I celebrated
I give up my last two dollars, after this honey shows me now
She's a **in pig whose gonna huff and puff and blow me down
Her cunts covered with lice, dust and parasites lust
But yo she's a got a nice butt, paradise lust
Lights camera orgy, can I suck on the piece
You're vagina yeast is my tiger feast when I ** like a beast
Cream on your cunt, nicely groomed high tops
Finger lookin good, get funky high twat
Pure evil, vagina yeast, like a statue perfectly chisseled in
Shove a missile in, shoot the GZA, man
Now babies my scums, nitro glicerin
Leave my Mellow Yellow jizalin **
** but let's courts
The Golden Girls, they got their name
How you think, I pissed on all them cadavers
Like i drank alot of (???)
You think I got enough lunch
To cross is fork or a muff
Launch excited groupies

Heads High [Kill 'Em With It Remix] (Mr. Vegas)

Nah nannah nah nannah now...
Kill dem wit it now
Nah nannah nah nannah now...
Kill dem wit de...kill dem wit de...kill dem wit de

Heads High...kill dem wit it now
Just mek a bway know you nah blow
Heads High...kill dem wit it now
No bway ain't got no secret fi yow
Heads High...kill dem wit it now
Just mek a bway know you nah blow
Heads High...kill dem wit it now
Tell dem Vegas say so...

Mi wan you skin yuh teeth an mek mi see't
If you sure from yuh born say you never do'it
Yuh ah no freak
One man yuh keep
An him never yet complain say you deep
Yuh mek yuh vow, yuh nah answer to yow
An ah one man a sample yuh cho-cho
Lift up yuh brow
An mek a guy know
Say him fi move him blow-wow
And sing again

Heads High...kill dem wit it now
Just mek a bway know yah nah blow
Heads High...kill dem wit it now
Mek a bway know yuh ah no pappyshow
Heads High...kill dem wit it now
Just mek a bway know yuh nah blow
Heads High...kill dem wit it now
Tell dem Vegas say so...

Mi wan fi hear yuh scream
If yuh mouth clean
No man never rope yuo in fi no ice cream
You don't smell green
Like Sharlene
You hol' a fresh
You have a healthy hygeine
Some assumin'
While you keep bloomin'
Like a pretty likkle lily inna de mornin'
Yuh not brawlin'
Pressure dem dawlin'
While you risin' dem keep fallin'
So sing again

Heads High...kill dem wit it now
Just mek a bway know yah nah blow
Heads High...kill dem wit it now
Mek a bway know yuh ah no pappy show
Heads High...kill dem wit it now
Just mek a bway know yuh nah blow
Heads High...kill dem wit it now
Tell dem Vegas say so...
Heads High...kill dem wit it now
Just mek a bway know you nah blow
Heads High...kill dem wit it now
No bway ain't got no secret fi yow
Heads High...kill dem wit it now
Just mek a bway know you nah blow
Heads High...kill dem wit it now
Tell dem Vegas say so...

Metanoia (King Missile)

Bassinets, clarinets
Proletarion chariots
Polyunsaturated cinemaplexi
-glass cathedrals
anxious daffodils
falling off the window sill
but better still a sleeping pill L-tryptophan's illegal

squirming unlearning
swirling in a cloud of unknowing
silence, violence
swirling in a cloud of unknowing

hellacool swimming pools
corperate tools vestibules
herring bones monotones
macrocosmic snowcones
stroking the ego
wrapping it up in swaddling clothes
anointing it with aluminum foil

squirming unlearning
swirling in a cloud of unknowing
silence, violence
swirling in a cloud of unknowing

aluminum siding salesmen
drowning in a sea of alliteration
Relentlessly searching for
non existant clarity

Big fat bluffin' anguished muffin
Bad brain H.R. Puffinstuffin
dirty socks, onobox
goldilox and cream cheese
drunken boat billy goat
trapped in annete funnicello
full of fish and roses and the posies

squirming unlearning
swirling in a cloud of unknowing
silence, violence
swirling in a cloud of unknowing

quantum plumbing, the pineal gland
the sixth chakra, the seventh seal
enveloping pelicans pecking at the crumbs
of enlightenment
retrograde planets plunging into the arms of america

If The World Had A Front Porch (Tracy Lawrence)

It was where my Mama sat on that old swing with her crochet
It was where Granddaddy taught me how to cuss and how to pray
It was where we made our own ice cream those sultry summer nights
where the bulldog had her puppies,and us brothers had our fights
There were many nights I'd sit right there and look out at the stars
To the sound of a distant whippoorwill or the hum of a passing car
It was where I first got up the nerve to steal me my first kiss
and it was where i learned to play guitar and pray I had the gift
(Chorus)
If the world had a front porch like we did back then
we'd still have our problems but we'd all be friends
Treating your neighbor like he's your next of kin
Wouldn't be gone like the wind
If the World had a front porch, like we did back then
___
Purple hulls and pintos, I've shelled more than my share
As lightening bugs and crickets danced in the evening air
And like a beacon that old yellow bulb, it always led me home
Somehow Mama always knew just when to leave it on
(Repeat Chorus)
Treating your neighbor like he's your next of kin
Wouldn't be gone with the wind
If the World had a Front Porch, like we did back then

Father Time (Remix) (Saukrates)




(Talking)
Word up Saukrates in the house
About to turn it out word up
Niggas of sin niggas of speach
You know how we do
Ain't no other than the jiggy chase lover
The mad chocolate brother check me out

(Rapping)
Father time ticks on through the early morning breaks of dawn
I'm an emperor whose empire crushes the upon
I gave first to a novel seen
Stealing the CREAM
Whoose blew out you're smoke screen
So, nigga freeze
'cause this MC in every degree
Can have a punk spilling head cheese
Sauk-ra-tes, a felon in this rap game
Rebelling in rock stadiums like Van Halan
Or Bruce Springsteen, what is war good for my nigga
Even when cash rules, you still lose my nigga
Quoting the words of a shoddy
For who is, becomes who was and who could have been
Will never be somebody
Always want some green in my jean
The Earth is mean so I plot mad **in' schemes
Wild for the night, ** being polite, my nigga
You're drowning in shit creak without a fight
What, some more phsyc shit
You wanna battle, touch the mic and see how close you might get
I bust ???????, and send you back to your dimension of wackness
Dodge, block and end with a back flip
So then the beat becomes shank
Let the fat woman scream it ain't over 'til I finish my stank, nigga

Chorus:
Time keeps on slippin' (all scrached up several times)


Make money, money night and day
Follow in the footsteps so you can flow the act around the way
Everyday's a paid day
Crooks living the life of kings in the ghetto
Emeralds and fat diamond rings
Stay alive and strive
Let a nigga know you're real
And quit playing Leonard part V
Recogn-ize my rhyme
A valentine days of deadly love powerful like daddy time
Keep checking you watch
Before I've tooken your home plate
I'm Jackie Robinson, you'd better dodge Brooklyn
My mack will never crack
So ** pussy bunting
I got Mother Nature ** my dick down to nothing
Ahhhh, an asset to the rhyming biz, my nigga
Never ask me what time it is
I kick a quiz and go sphinx on your**and ask you
If a nigga falls in the ghetto, will they harass you
And as you sit and think
A deadly venom starts to sink
through your ** skin and melts your link to Charmin
Getting low on Tanqueray
Flip the script on an A&R, ?????? him as R&A
Promising, and comforting to a fool can work
Some other time, but word is bond
The smirk son, better be right by tomorrow night
Finito, capiche or I'll have my way like Carlito

Word up

(Scratching up 'Time keeps on slipping' until fade)
I am the Father Time


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