I wasn’t saying he was bad, i was saying he’s insane as in his rhymes and lyrics are SICK!
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of deaths construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds, oh lord yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait till their judgement day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, world stops turning
As the war machine keeps burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of God has sturck the hour
Day of judgement, God is calling
On their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
All right now!
Some say the end is near.
Some say we’ll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I’ll see you down in Arizona bay.
Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car.
It’s a
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I’ll see you down in Arizona bay.
Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.
Some say the end is near.
Some say we’ll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will cuz
I sure could use a vacation from this
Stupid shit, silly shit, stupid shit…
One great big festering neon distraction,
I’ve a suggestion to keep you all occupied.
Learn to swim.
Learn to swim.
Learn to swim.
Mom is going to fix it all soon,
Mom is coming round to put it back
the way it oughtta be…
Learn to swim.
Fuck L Ron Hubbard and
Fuck all his clones.
Fuck all these gun-toting
Hip gangster wannabes.
Learn to swim.
Fuck retro anything.
Fuck your tattoos.
Fuck all you junkies and
Fuck your short memory.
Learn to swim.
Fuck smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas.
Fuck these dysfunctional,
Insecure actresses.
Learn to swim.
Cuz I’m praying for rain
And I’m praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom please flush it all away.
I wanna see it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all away.
Time to bring it down again.
Don’t just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.
I can’t imagine why you wouldn’t
Welcome any change, my friend.
I wanna see it all come down.
suck it down.
flush it down.
you my friend are the man…TOOL IS GOD!!!
im agreeing with you my good man, hes awesome.
For so long I have felt alone
Content to live with unrest
Longing faded into countless nights
That buried my weary heart
But You brought an end
To this dead hour
And meaning to a calloused life
Held in Your arms
But too far from my heart
These thoughts will carry me through
The darkest nights
While Your eyes rest in
These thoughts will carry me through
The darkest nights
While Your eyes rest in mine
I remember the way You looked at me
And the way You drew
Dew me cose
With one deep sigh
Scattering pieces of my
My restless mind
Forgetting all that we have left behind
We have left behind
We have left behind
We have left behind
These thoughts will carry me through
The darkest nights
While Your eyes rest in
as i lay dying-the darkest nights
anyone know what song and what band?
Opression is the holy law,
In God I distrust,
Italic monuments will fall,
Like ashes to dust,
It’s war and creed the master plan,
The battle’s where it all began,
It’s propaganda shouts despair,
And sends this virus everywhere,
Religion is hate,
Religion is fear,
Religion is war.
Religion is rape,
Religion’s obscene,
Religion’s a whore.
The pestilence of Jesus Christ,
There never was a sacrifice,
No man who hung the crucifix,
Beware the call for purity,
Infections their facility,
I’ve made my choice,
666!
Carussa Green’s a paedophile,
No praying for the priest,
Confession finds a lonely child,
Now preys on the weak,
You think your soul can still be saved,
I think you’re fucking miles away
Scream out loud, heres where you begin,
Forgive me Father for I have sinned!
Religion is hate,
Religion is fear,
Religion is war.
Religion is rape,
Religion’s obscene,
Religion’s a whore.
The target’s fucking Jesus Christ,
The one I’d love to sacrifice,
I’d nail him to the crucifix,
Beware the call for purity,
Infections their facility,
I’ve made my choice,
666!
Jesus is pain,
Jesus is gore,
Jesus is the blood that’s spilled in war,
He’s everything,
He’s all things dead,
He’s pulling down the trigger pointed at your head!
The fear your something to the front,
Revelation, Revolution, I see through your cracked illusion!
The war on terror just drags along,
My holy god it’s growing strong,
It’s propaganda shouts despair,
And sends this virus everywhere,
Religion is hate,
Religion is fear,
Religion is war.
Religion is rape,
Religion’s obscene,
Religion’s a whore.
There is no fucking Jesus Christ,
There never was a sacrifice,
No man upon the crucifix,
Beware the call for purity,
Infections their facility,
I’ve made my choice,
666!
something by slayer
yeah “the cult” off the christ illusion album…song 9 love the lyrics but not big on the actual song beat wise etc… they fit for what they are but theres better songs on that album.
I’ll add my 2 cents: Jackyl
See the bird on the barstool?
Shes watchin on a jerk !
And if she likes the way he looks,
Shell put his ass to work!
And you know shes been all around the block;
Tried a doctor, lawyer, even tried a jock
But she loves my cock!
Loves my cock! Loves my cock! Loves my cock!
There aint no need to change it
Thats just the way it is!
She got to find a bigger jerk;
She got to have his jizz!
And you know she been all around the block;
She tried a doctor, lawyer, even tried a jock (Ha!)
But she loves my COCK!
Loves my cock! Loves my cock! Loves my cock!
Theres as many hands on her as the knob on a door.
Shes such a pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pr-r-r-r-r-r pretty little whore!
To get to my cock, she would walk through the flames of Hell!
Cause I can always tell when shes comin
I can always tell !
She loves my cock!
She loves my cock! Loves my cock! Loves my cock!
She loves my cock! Loves my cock! Loves my cock!
She loves my cock! Loves my cock! She loves my cock!
I gotta hard-on for you
hear it: http://www.bluelyrics.net/j/jackyl_lyrics/she_loves_my_cock_lyrics.html
LMFAO i love it… :crackup
k… one more…
Grab your glass and get your seat,
And I’ll tell you about Big-Ass Lil and Yukon Pete!
Now, Lil was the village queen,
The fuckinest hoar you’d ever seen.
While some girls fucked with grace and ease,
Lil blew dick like the summer breeze.
But when she fucked, she fucked for keeps,
She piled her victims up in heaps.
There was a rumor 'round that town,
That no man could put Lil’s ass down.
But way up north, where twin rivers meet,
Lived a one-balled half-breed, name Yukon Pete!
Pete was a dirty, motherless soul,
Who fucked bears, sheep and woodchuck holes.
He got a whip for Big-Ass Lil,
Packed up his rubbers, and came down the hill.
He strode into town on size 32 feet,
Dragging sixteen yards of that red-hot meat!
Well, the scene was set at windy mill,
By the brick shithouse, high on the hill.
All the ladies came for a ringside seat,
Just to watch that half-breed sink his meat.
Well, they fucked, and they fucked, and they fucked for hours,
Uprooting trees, shrubs and flowers.
Lil did front flips, back flips, stunts
All unknown to most common cunts.
But Pete caught on to every trick,
And kept on pumping in more dick!
Then Lil gave Pete a hoarhouse squeeze
That brought that half-breed to his knees.
But Pete came back with a Yukon grunt
That popped out her eyes, and split her cunt!
Well, Lil rolled over, cut two farts and sighed:
“Boys, I’ve been fucked,” cut one more, and died.
When they asked that half-breed of his amazing feat,
He just said, "Boys, I’m going back to the Yukon, and beat my meat
heres another good one
A little bit of sunshine
a little bit of booze
a little bit of me
and a little bit of you
a little bit country
a little bit of blues
a slice of heaven
and a little piece of you…come on
alcohaulin’ ass
pour another drink in my glass
alcohaulin’ ass
alcohaul…in’ ass
a little bit thirsty
a little bit used
a little bit of whiskey
and a little pinch of chew
a little bit tired
and a bad attitude
a little bit of drinkin
and another piece of you
alcohaulin’ ass
pour another drink in my glass
alcohaulin’ ass
alcohaulin’
alcohaulin’
you drove me to it
so there was nothing i could do
you pushed me down
split me right in two
now i found the long hard road
carried the weight of you
boy oh boy god damn
only one thing left to do
alcohaulin’ ass
pour another drink in my glass
alcohaulin’ ass
pour another drink in my glass
alcohaul…in’ ass
HELL YES some hellyeah
I feel uptight on a Saturday night
Nine o’ clock, the radio’s the only light
I hear my song and it pulls me through
Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do
I got to
Get up
Everybody’s gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody’s gonna leave their seat
You gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City
Get up
Everybody’s gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody’s gonna leave their seat
Getting late
I just can’t wait
Ten o’clock and I know I gotta hit the road
First I drink, then I smoke
Start up the car, and I try to make the midnight show
Get up
Everybody’s gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody’s gonna leave their seat
Movin’ fast, doin’ 95
Hit top speed but I’m still movin’ much too slow
I feel so good, I’m so alive
I hear my song playin’ on the radio
It goes
Get up
Everybody’s gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody’s gonna leave their seat
Twelve o’clock, I gotta rock
There’s a truck ahead, lights starin’ at my eyes
Oh my God, no time to turn
I got to laugh 'cause I know I’m gonna die
Why
Get up
Everybody’s gonna move their feet
Get up
Everybody’s gonna leave their seat
KISS - Detroit Rock City
somthing a little older for you metal fans…
You take great pride in never having lived up to anything
Lie, steal, cheat and kill, a real bad guy
Your Daddy is a wino and your Mommy is quite insane
From alter boy to sewer rat, you don’t give a damn
Your Sister is a junkie, gets “it” any way she can
Your Brother’s a gay singer in a stud leather band
Your girlfriend’s got herpes to go with your hep and AIDS
There ain’t one person you know you ain’t ripped off yet
Look deep in the mirror, look deep into its eyes
Your face is replaced, a creature you despise
I know what you’re made of, it ain’t much I’m afraid
I know you’ll be lying until you dying day
Make up your stories, truth’s so hard to say
Brain is numb and your tongue will surely dig your grave
Your mind is sickly from Alzheimer’s Disease
And decadence and debauchery killed your memories
You’re a liar, liar, liar, everyone can see
You’re a liar, liar, liar, it’s all you’ll ever be
You’re a liar, liar, liar, it’s what you mean to me
You’re a liar, liar, lies
Start trouble, spread pain
Piss and venom, in your veins
Talk nasty, breathe fire
Smell rotten, you’re a liar
Sweat liquor, breathe snot
Eat garbage, spit blood
Diseased, health hazard
Scum bag, filthy bastard
Greasy face, teeth decay
Hair matted, drunk all day
Abscessed, sunken veins
Rot gut, scrambled brain
Steal money, crash cars
Rob jewelry, hock guitars
Rot in hell, it’s time you know
To your master, off you go
You’re a liar, a fucking liar
Filthy liar, liar
You fucking liar
Liar!
I got a wiggle stick, momma
And you’ll like it a lot
I got a wiggle stick, momma
And you’ll like it a lot
When I start to shake baby what I got
You start to shake it with me honey
Things get hot
I got a whammy bar, momma
And it’s just your size
I got a whammy bar, momma
And it’s just your size
When your knees start to sqeeze
And you open your eyes
My whammy bar shakes and it satisfies
I got a viberator nob
Let me flick your switch
I got a viberator nob
Let me flick your switch
When your knees start to sqeeze
And your lip starts to twitch
My viberator nob’s gonna’ scratch that itch
(Yeah scratch it baby!
Scratch it
Scratch it
Yeah!)
I got a wiggle stick, momma
A wiggle stick, momma
I got a wiggle stick, momma
I got a wiggle stick, momma
When I start to shake baby what I got
You start to shake it with me honey
Things get hot
Rev. Horton Heat - Wiggle Stick
loli had 2
“Slob On My Knob (Pt. II)”
(feat. Juicy J)
[Gangsta Boo]
Slob on my cat
Cause you know it’s fat
Check in with me
And do that
[Juicy J]
Wait a second freak
I know you from the streets
My nigga Hurry T
Had said you chewed his meat
They call you little red
The one who slobs on head
And drinks a niggas nut
Until you well and fed
To see what she’s about
I creaped to her house
To catch her in her blouse
And see how big her mouth
She pulled me to her room
To get the fuckin soon
I didn’t have a rubber
I fucked with two balloons
Lay on the bed
That’s all she said
Her pussy hairs were rough
Twisted tight in streads
The fucken sounds were tunes
I fucked her with a broom
She rode it like a horse
The blood came rushing soon
When I seen that
I didn’t want the cat
So I found out
And never came back
[Chorus:]
Sucks on dick
Does it real good
Sucks sucks on dick
Does it real good
Sucks on dick
Does it real good
Sucks sucks on dick
Does it real good
[Juicy J]
My nigga D Magic
Had said he finally got it
The true and false blow
He said he had to have it
Know a little freak
In big ham
Licks up nuts
Like lickin stamps
She’ll grant your wishes
Blow you freaky kisses
House full of G’s
Freak horse bitches
Had the little freak
In my niggas jeep
Try to spit some game
To get her suck some meat
Lay on the cover
My natural hair she loved it
Stop bitch stop bitch
Please don’t touch it
Took her trough some hoods
And let her hoe around
7 street 9 street
And street of walks and brown
Now she’s in click
A pro on suckin dick
Until the rugged out
The bitch was smokin bricks
Straight trough the blow pipes
That’s all she thought
Runnin from the rehab
Never got caught
And I said what about breakfast at tiffany’s …
Seriously though:
I was takin a trip out to L.A.
Toolin along in my cheverolet
Tokin on a number and diggin on the radio
Just as I crossed the Mississippi line
I heard that highway start to whine
And I knew that left rear tire was about to blow
Well the spare was flat and I got uptight
Cause there wasn’t a filling station in sight
So I just limped on down the shoulder on the rim
I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car
It was right in front of this little bar
Kind of a red-neck lookin joint called the Dew Drop Inn
I stuffed my hair up under my hat
And told the bartender that I had a flat
And ywould he be kind enough to give me change for a one
There was one thing I was sure proud to see
There wasn’t a soul in the place except for him and me
He just looked disgusted and pointed toward the telephone
I called up the station down the road a ways
He said he wasn’t very busy today
And he could have somone out there in just about 10 minutes or so
He said," Now, you just stay right where yer at!"
And I didn’t bother to tell the darn fool
That I sure as hell didn’t have anyplace else to go
I just ordered up a beer and sat down at the bar
When some guy walked in and said, “Who owns this car
With the peace sign, the mag wheels and the four on the floor?”
He looked at me and I damn near died
And I decided that I’d just wait outside
So I laid a dollar on the bar and headed for the door
Just when I thought I’d get outta there with my skin
These 5 big dudes come strollin in
With one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth
I was almost to the door when the biggest one
Said, “You tip your hat to this lady, son!”
And when I did, all that hair fell out from underneath
Now the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight
In Jackson Mississippi on a Saturday night
Especially when there was three of them and only one of me
They all started laughin and I felt kinda sick
And I knew I better think of something pretty quick
So I just reached out and kicked old green teeth right in the knee
Now he let out a yell that’d curl yer hair
But before he could move I grabbed me a chair
And said “Now watch him Folks cause he’s a thoroughly dangerous man!”
“You may not know it but this man is a spy.
He’s a undercover agent for the FBI
And he’s been sent down here to infiltrate the Ku Klux Klan!”
He was still bent over holdin on to his knee
But everybody else was looking and listening to me
And I laid it on thicker and heavier as I went
I said, “Would you believe this man has gone as far
As tearing Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars.
And he voted for George McGovern for President.”
“Well, he’s a friend of them long haired, hippy-type, pinko fags!
I betchya he’s even got a commie flag
tacked up on the wall inside of his garage.”
“He’s a snake in the grass, I tell ya guys.
He may look dumb but that’s just a disguise,
He’s a mastermind in the ways of espionage”
They all started lookin real suspicious at him
And he jumped up and said “Now just wait a minute Jim!
You know he’s lying I been living here all of my life!”
“I’m a faithful follower of Brother John Birch
And I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church.
And I aint even got a garage, you can call home and ask my wife!”
Then he started saying somethin bout the way I was dressed
But I didn’t wait around to hear the rest
I was too busy moving and hoping I didn’t run outta luck
When I hit the ground I was making tracks
And they were just taking my car down off the jacks
So I threw the man a twenty and jumped in and fired that mother up
Mario Andretti wouldda sure been proud
Of the way I was movin when I passed that crowd
Coming out the door and headed toward me at a trot
And I guess I should of gone ahead and run
But somehow I just couldn’t resist the fun
Of chasing them all just once around the parking lot
Well they headed for their car, but i hit the gas
And spun around and headed them off at the pass
I was slinging gravel and putting a ton of dust in the air
I had them all out there steppin and fetchin
Like their heads was on fire and their asses was catchin
then I figgered I had better go ahead and split before the cops got there
When I hit the road I was really wheelin
Had gravel flyin and rubber squeelin
And I didn’t slow down till I was almost to Arkansas
I think I’m gonna reroute my trip
I wonder if anybody’d think I’d flipped
If I went to L.A., via Omaha
this has def been on the top of my list lately don’t know why i am big into hardcore and metal too