what are your favorite lyrics from a song…just out of curioscity…guess i’ll start
Yo, I’m dancin on your grave like Borishnikov,
I’ll rip you off,
leave you in the desert ‘til the voltures strip your corpse,
then rape your fuckin’ wife, until my dick is soft
‘til the flesh is pealin’ off,
I’m a devil consealed in cloth,
walk, walk or get stabbed with a fork,
you got a hole in your stomach,
yo plug it up with a cork, you dork,
lots of blood loss, red cross,
couldn’t help your dead boss cut his head off,
brutal, sadistic, the only way,
I’ll be remembered, after I’m dismemebered,
and my bones decay.
I don’t listen to much rap, but some of Lil’ Wayne’s lyrics are insane…If you listen to some of the shit he says it’s just like wow. But i don’t have any lyrics to contribute right now :lol
Who wants to taste my general tso…you want to taste my general tso
I’m-a give it to you now
Who like my chopstick
hit you when I shit with my little-ass dick. Yellow
If you wanna see me eat Jell-O
I never seen nothin’ like you before
I can kick you higher than you can kick me
I can kick you way up into a tree
Who wants a taste of my oo-long tea? Ho ha ho ha ho chi chi
Everybody in the phone book name Chang wanna see my wang?
Neva Good God hit the gong with a bang. WAAA?
Everybody wanna see me throw a fireball but that’s not right not in real life
You will fall down and break a leg
Everybody wanna see me break a leg? Well I don’t
but I like fried rice and I got lice
Ching chow woah ching wang woo wice
that ain’t nice Four for the cookie I only touch it twice
Delivery is free but not from me I only swallow dolla fifty
fifty five. wanna see me GO GAA? Hit you with the lang. HAI YA!
War when I hit you with the shit do a split
Take a shit have to go eat my shit kung-fu
Want my buffet? You fucking gay, ah
Wai-lo hit you with the hay Stay the fuck away
Hit you in the balls. Only Americans eat duck sauce
And my soy sauce is for you, I can put it in your shoe
Watch this- I can tiptoe while you take a piss
In my bathroom spy on you while your little boy shits
WAAAAAAAAI-YAH!
I can kick you if you don’t pay the bill
And if you want a little mint, that’s fifty cent, bitch
Everything cost a little bit
So don’t expect nothin for free, at least from me Ching Chang Chewie
I got you from Taiwan city and Hong Kong
I just smoked a bong and I can do it all night long
And don’t mistake me for a Viet Cong
I can get you and tackle you take you never see me
When I get you and make you
Rope you up and put you in a bamboo cage and make you feel all my rage
Poke you with a little stick till you page your buddies to come napalm me
God damn that shit burned blew away my whole city
Ho Chi Minh Shoot a load on your chin
God damn thats a sad goygo goodbye
And if you wanna come on in
You can work in to my world where the yellow shit begins HAI YA
Can’t be tamed
I got shit to control your brain and it’s called
Egg Foo Yung, En Lo Main
So come on in baby and have it just the same HAI YA! HAAAAAH!
No wok tow ung di day
HA, I don’t suppose ha haha Huh
hell yeah they were the shit, always skateboarding, listening to heavy metal, doing horrible things to eachother, them and thrasher magazine used to= god
I’m ridin by myself
Well really, not really
So heavy in the trunk make the car pop a wheelie
but my favorite lyrics…
I fell down again
But I can’t complain
Another false step
Could drive me insane
I only got myself here to blame
So I shake off the seat and I start again
Oh no I said I wanna go back
But I can’t win the shit
And I’m gonna stay on track
Yeah, make a deal like that
I keep my head up but I never react
I wrote it down, a list a month ago
16 chapters of one thing you’ve blown
The best thing yet to help you
Through and through that she was
I feel her more than you
Don’t leave
Don’t leave her
(Yeah!)
I get up
Just to get knocked back down
I sit up
Just to get knocked all around
I wanna say something
But your out of town
I don’t wanna have another
Short down say stand up (hey, yo)
Let’s make it clear follow you home (no)
You were not there you saw him coming (jump)
You disappear home alone every night
Seems so clear you think you see me here
All alone got my crew coming now
One by one
Two by two
Three by three
Four by four
Let’s do some more
Call me back when word is that she’s gone
Cat like thief she stole air from my lungs
Leave me standing on this lonely grave
I dug it out in case she turns away
(Don’t leave, don’t leave her [in the background 'til the end of song])
Don’t leave, don’t leave, don’t leave her [x8]
You think you see me
all alone
Got my crew coming
one by one
Two by two
Three by three
Four by four
Let’s do some more
Play with me and it’s all out beef
Beef! Yes! Chest! Feet!,
Tag! Bag! Blood! Sheets!
Yikes! Yeeks! Great! Scott!
Storch! Can I borrow your yacht?
Watch me and my click go all out
Like the ball in the stands we balls out
Boy I don’t know what y’all 'bout
But I just spit like a dog mouth
Pink ice just looking like a hog mouth
VRRROOOMMM …I had to bring the hog out
Light dem trees bring the log out
Everyday Christmas I’m egged nogged out
& Hip Hop Is My New Bought House
My flow just grew legs and walked out
BYE
When you see a deer you see Bambi
And I see antlers up on the wall
When you see a lake you think picnics
And I see a large mouth up under that log
You’re probably thinking that you’re going to change me
In some ways well maybe you might
Scrub me down, dress me up oh but no matter what
remember I’m still a guy
When you see a priceless French painting
I see a drunk, naked girl
You think that riding a wild bull sounds crazy
And I’d like to give it a whirl
Well love makes a man do some things he ain’t proud of
And in a weak moment I might walk your sissy dog, hold your purse at the mall
But remember, I’m still a guy
I’ll pour out my heart
Hold your hand in the car
Write a love song that makes you cry
Then turn right around knock some jerk to the ground
'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by
I can hear you now talking to your friends
Saying, “Yeah girls he’s come a long way”
From dragging his knuckles and carrying a club
And building a fire in a cave
But when you say a backrub means only a backrub
Then you swat my hand when I try
Well, now what can I say at the end of the day
Honey, I’m still a guy
And I’ll pour out my heart
Hold your hand in the car
Write a love song that makes you cry
Then turn right around knock some jerk to the ground
'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by
These days there’s dudes getting facials
Manicured, waxed and botoxed
With deep spray-on tans and creamy lotiony hands
You can’t grip a tacklebox
Yeah with all of these men lining up to get neutered
It’s hip now to be feminized
I don’t highlight my hair
I’ve still got a pair
Yeah honey, I’m still a guy
Oh my eyebrows ain’t plucked
There’s a gun in my truck
Oh thank God, I’m still a guy