Man vs Machine
Xzibit lyrics
Xzibit lyrics
"Spit shine Lyrics"
Iii Wolf Hatred Lyrics
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vil skaane Hans Rov vild ey vre nogen anden End dig - Deer vild Skilve i hans vr I uselt Haab om at Huus er nr End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans strke Viin Oc sil, hans hellige Trof Faafngt han lader dig gyde Ud dit Blod i Smertens si<
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet Nat Troe ey at hans Had dig vil skaane Hans Rov vild ey vre nogen anden End dig - Deer vild Skilve i hans vr I uselt Haab om at Huus er nr End dig - Hvis Blod skald blifve hans strke Viin Oc sil, hans hellige Trof Faafngt han lader dig gyde Ud dit Blod i Smertens si<
I'm gonna clean this whole shit out like colonics,
with words put together better than sony electronics,
king of the jungle humbly stay honest,
eat with the lions swim with pirana's,
gasoline the seen, strike the match,
inferno i'm 2 thoro nigga so stand back,
(whoof) i spit shine,
i get mine, writ rhyming and make my career take an incline,
i'm straight with knives and straight with razors,
good with grenades and great with gauges,
been around the world on a million stages,
watch niggas bitch up an go thru changes,
i had guns be4 thugs waz in fashion,
i mashed out be4 nigga's knew mashing,
i knew terror be4 the planes started crashing,
Azul Lyrics
Ya no respira al caer ha comenzado la guerra un segundo mas en tu piel no mueras todavia como en el cuarto de espejos no mires a traves de mi la distorsion es mi perro fiel hay voces en tu casa ahhhhhhh el filo anda buscandote para estallar en mi ojo azul hoy no es tu dia por
i got punchline and nigga's ain't laughing,Ya no respira al caer ha comenzado la guerra un segundo mas en tu piel no mueras todavia como en el cuarto de espejos no mires a traves de mi la distorsion es mi perro fiel hay voces en tu casa ahhhhhhh el filo anda buscandote para estallar en mi ojo azul hoy no es tu dia por
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i'm gonna be here until the smoke dies down,
it's over your style i won't bow down,
fight the good fight don't need no help,
keep your hands up defend yourself,
move like i move and live life long,
can't move up in your hard not strong,
get your own shit cause this shit's mine,
every time i spit i shine,
cock suckers i preach when i practise,
back shit up,
wrap this rap shit up,
still acting up,
get found in the trunk of an acura,
y'all suckin tail like dracula,
x turn up the heat increase the hatred,
straight stone face don't fuck with gay shit,
so i
I Don't Care Lyrics
That boy is walking in, be careful what you do They say he's nothing but trouble But not until well meaning intervention My friends with good intentions Say "if you don't walk away Girl you must be crazy" They don't see through these eyes They don't feel with this heart They don't know wh
guess that means i can't fuck with you now,That boy is walking in, be careful what you do They say he's nothing but trouble But not until well meaning intervention My friends with good intentions Say "if you don't walk away Girl you must be crazy" They don't see through these eyes They don't feel with this heart They don't know wh
two down let off vacate to newtown,
feel like bishop in duece now,
got a flamethrower that'll burn big holes thru ur goose now,
ruff sound same strong background,
bet on black the big boys layin chips down,
my whole train of thought,
it's the party,
any mutherfucker with the polis can not get caught,
i was blessed with life when i cursed to death,
i'm gonna spit till my very last breath (fuck y'all!)
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let me get a three second look i'll hit the million dollar target,
you ain't came up yet so nigga let me show ya,
i come across dope like planes an boats,
likes balloons filled wit
You're Gonna Hear From Me Lyrics
(A. Previn, D. Previn) [Recorded November 17, 1966, Hollywood] Move over, sun, and give me some sky I got me some wings I'm eager to try I may be unknown but wait till I've flown You're gonna hear from me Make me some room, you people up there On top of the world, I'll meet you, I swear I'm stakin' my clai
h coke down a mexican's throat,(A. Previn, D. Previn) [Recorded November 17, 1966, Hollywood] Move over, sun, and give me some sky I got me some wings I'm eager to try I may be unknown but wait till I've flown You're gonna hear from me Make me some room, you people up there On top of the world, I'll meet you, I swear I'm stakin' my clai
you ever seen a man get smoked they shit on theirself,
then they shake for a second then they get stopped shakin,
then they ditch off the weapon an the people involved,
let one nigga talk everybody gettin caught for sure,
i say that to say this,
if you can't handle the time then ride the bitch,
u might as wel touch your tail and jump the fence
castrate yourself expose the bitch,
x goes head up, the fuck never ran from it,
got a gauge with buck shot that you can't stomach,
you ain't a killa you an album filla,
you ain't a soldier you a rap emoter,
game over,
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