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Are you ready This place inside my mind a place I like to hide you don't know the chances what if I should die A place inside my brain another kind of pain you don't know the chances I'm so blind blind blind Another place I'll find escape to pain inside you don't know the chances what if I should die A place inside my brain another kind of pain you don't know the chances I'm so blind blind blind Deeper and deeper and deeper is all i'm turning to living a life that seems to be a lost reality that i can never find a way to reach my inner self I stay alone How deep can I go in the ground that I lay If I don't find a way to sleep in the grave I crowd my mine It's time I looked to see which was realized I can see I can see I'm going blind I can see I can see I'm going blind I can see I can see I'm going blind I can see I can see I'm going blind I can see I can see I'm going blind I can see I can see I'm going blind I can see I can see I'm going blind I can see I can see I'm going blind I can see I can see I'm going blind I can see I can see I'm going blind I can see I can see I'm going blind I can see I can see I'm going blind I'm blind |
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When we were young,
the future was so bright 우이가 어렸을 땐 앞날이 창창해보였지. The old neighborhood was so alive 옆집 노인도 건강했고 And every kid on the whole damn street was gonna make it big and not be beat 거리 위의 아이들도 맞는일 없었고 성공할것 같았지 Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn 이제 그 옆집은 헐리고 무너졌네. The kids are grown up, but their lives are worn 그 아이들은 자랐지만 힘든 삶을 살고 있어 How can one little street swallow so many lives 어떻게 작은 거리 하나가 수많은 삶을 망칠 수 있을까. Chances thrown, Nothing's free 기회는 사라지고 공짜는 없지 Longing for what used to be 옛 시절을 그리워하지만 Still it's hard, Hard to see 돌아가기도, 되돌아보기도 어렵지 Fragile lives, shattered dreams 아슬아슬한 삶과 깨져버린 꿈 Jamie had a chance, well she really did 제이미한테는 기회가 있었지, 정말로 Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids 그러나 제이미는 학교를 중퇴하고 두 아이의 엄마가 됐어. Mark still lives at home cause he's got no job 마크는 집에서 백수로 뒹굴거려. He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot 그저 기타를 치면서 대마초를 억수로 피워댈 뿐이라고 Jay committed suicide 제이는 자살했고 Brandon OD'd and died 브랜든은 마약으로 죽었네 What the hell is going on 도대체 어떻게 돌아가는 세상이야? The cruelest dream, reality 현실이란 이름의 가장 잔인한 꿈... Chances thrown, Nothing's free 기회는 사라지고 공짜는 없지 Longing for what used to be 옛 시절을 그리워하지만 Still it's hard, Hard to see 돌아가기도, 되돌아보기도 어렵지 Fragile lives, shattered dreams 아슬아슬한 삶과 깨져버린 꿈 Chances thrown, Nothing's free 기회는 사라지고 공짜는 없지 Longing for what used to be 옛 시절을 그리워하지만 Still it's hard, Hard to see 돌아가기도, 되돌아보기도 어렵지 Fragile lives, shattered dreams 아슬아슬한 삶과 깨져버린 꿈 |
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She wakes up lonely She wakes up lonely She hangs a picture by the phone She hangs a picture by the phone Yeah, she doesn't think we're gonna make it But when I'm home we're sleeping naked And we pretend that we're in love She wakes up lonely She telephones me To ask me if I'm coming home She says will you be coming home Yeah, she doesn't think we're gonna make it But when I'm home we're sleeping naked And we pretend that we're in love It was different when we thought That we wanted the same thing Everything was figured out Now it doesn't make much sense It's just another thing she can't get She doesn't think we're gonna make it But when I'm home we're sleeping naked And we pretend that we're in love Yeah, she likes to think that we're in love |
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| 4:40 |
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Oh yeah. You wanna find it, c'mon yeah. I'm on a plane with cocaine, And yes I'm all lit up again Cough up love and touch up Your mama said packing lines is sin. And yes I'm all lit up again, On the couch in my bed And yes I'm all lit up again, flyin' I love the cocaine, I love the cocaine Mama can you wait, mama can you wait. I love the cocaine, I love the cocaine Mama can you wait, oh can you wait long? I'm on a train and ride on, You know the train is staying off the track I'm in touch love, from this crutch Well you're on ten but buddy I'm on eleven And yes I'm all lit up again, On the couch in my bed And yes I'm all lit up again, flyin' I love the cocaine, I love the cocaine Mama can you wait, mama can you wait. I love the cocaine, I love the cocaine Mama can you wait, oh can you wait long? SOLO Crack the door for the curious girl 'cause she's waiting She's been waiting. Chop a line for the fiending man cause he wants one. You know you know you got to, can you feel it can you feel it tonight, are you high love, tell me are you fucking high. In the moment you are just so right, you're right love, oh you're right love. And yes I'm all lit up again, On the couch in my bed And yes I'm all lit up again, flyin' I love the cocaine, I love the cocaine Mama can you wait, mama can you wait. I love the cocaine, I love the cocaine Mama can you wait, oh can you wait long? Oh yeah. Don't wanna fight it. Alright. Yeah. Ah yeah. |
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Bawitdaba-da bang-da bang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie My name is Kid And this is for the questions That don't have any answers The midnight glancers And the topless dancers The gander freaks Car packed with speakers The G's with the 40's And the chicks with beepers The northern lights And the southern comfort And it don't even matter If their are punctured All the crackheads The critics, the cynics And all my heroes In the methadone clynics All you bastards in the I.R.S For the crooked cops And the cluttered desks For the shots of jack Pints of love And the fifth's of stress For the ers all trickin' out in Hollywood And for my hoods Of the world misunderstood I said it's all good It's all in fun Now get in the pit And try love someone For the time bombs tickin' And the heads they hang All the gangs gettin' money And all the heads they bang-bang Wild mustangs The porno flicks All my homies in the county In cellblock six The grits where there ain't enough eggs to cook For D.B. Cooper And the money he took You can look for answers But that ain't fun Now get in the pit And try to love someone What Come on Love Love And for the hate And for the peace War Come On |
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Keepin' it real, world wide baby!
Limp Bizkit's in the house, to bring it on! I'd like to dedicate this song to you, for makin my dreams come true for the millenium! Are you ready? Then get the fuck up! Whoo-ha! Who's hot, who's not? Where you at Jacksonville, Rochester, Louisville, Columbia, Hartford, Milwaukee, and Lewiston Maine? Where you at Providence, Nashville, Memphis, Lauderdale, Portland, Orlando, Chicago, and Frisco? I left my heart in Austin with Mary Campbell. Got lost in Boston lookin' for the tea party. Met a child molester in Worchester Need a Kleenex every time I'm leavin' Phoenix. I get silly when I play in Philly. Limp Bizkit committee down in Kansas City. Never know what I'm in for when I'm play in Denver. Hard Rock don't stop down in Vegas. In Cincinnati the girls call me daddy and I probably ain't leavin' the next time I'm in Cleveland. Found my lucky coin in Des Moines and spit on a boy named Tina in Pasadena. We get the swing from new Orleans. Fort Worth and Dallas we toast when we're tippin' up the challis. Tulsa, St. Louis, Sacto, Mesa, Norfolk, Lawrence, Minneapolis, St. Paul, North Hampton, Detroit, Omaha, New York, L.A. What can I say? I can't name 'em all, so somebody... anybody... everybody, get the fuck up!! Show me what you got! Whoo-ha! Show me what you got! Hey, ladies! Who's hot, who's not? Who? Who? Who's hot, who's not? I can't help but believe in these friends, these bands, these stories, and the places that i've been I thank God, Mom and Dad, Adrian, for the love I feel inside Jordan, my phat ass band Without 'em I'd be nothin' but a pumpkin shoved inside a can. Without the fans there wouldn't be no show, and if that was really so than life would really blow. To the Firm, you always got my back. Korn for the love and the swappin' of the tracks. My brother Cory D, my man Terry Date We brought it to the plate and you made it sound great. Scott Weiland the melody man, if you can't sing it nobody can. Wu Tang Clan, skills from the Method. The world's best MC kills on this record. Slim Shady, crazy ass cracker. Staind, a brand new drug for your brain. Les Claypool, for actin' like a fool and all of the bands for the demos that were kool. I'm so grateful for this life of mine. The ones I didn't thank, I will some other time Now i just want somebody, anybody, everybody to get the fuck up!! And show me what you got! Yeee-ha! Show me what you got Hey, ladies! Who's hot, who's not? Who? Who? Who's hot, who's not? Who's...... hot, baby? Who's hot? Uh... Yeah Lethal, I like that beat... Uh... Bring it! Bring it! I've been around this world and then some. Dum ditty dum kid, where you comin' from? I went from the garage to steppin' on these stages. Outrageous rhymes left my mind and soon became contagious. An MC with bad habits I am; I see a mic then I grab it It's scary, ain't it? Comin' raw with no corrections, savin' all perfections, for what I do with my erections, so dream on...! |
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Bulls on Parade Come wit it now! Come wit it now! The microphone explodes, shattering the molds Either drop tha hits like de la O or get tha fuck off tha commode Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha bodies drop Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this a co-opt Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of tha power dons That five sided fist-a-gon Tha rotten sore on tha face of mother earth gets bigger Tha triggers cold empty ya purse Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library Line up to tha mind cemetary now What we don't know keeps tha contracts alive an movin' They don't gotta burn tha books they just remove 'em While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells Rally round tha family, pockets full of shells Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells Bulls on parade Come wit it now! Come wit it now! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! |
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Slaves Hebrews born to serve to the pharaoh Heed To his every word live in fear Faith Of the unknown one the deliverer Wait Something must be done four hundred years So let it be written So let it be done Im sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son Im creeping death Now Let my people go land of goshen Go I will be with thee bush of fire Blood Running red and strong down the Nile Plague Darkness three days long hail to fire So let it be written So let it be done Im sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son Im creeping death Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man I Rule the midnight air the destroyer Born I shall soon be there deadly mass I Creep the steps and flood final darkness Blood Lambs blood painted door I shall pass So let it be written So let it be done Im sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son Im creeping death |
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Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel Yeah, we're going to the roadhouse, gonna have a real good time. Yeah, the back of the roadhouse, they got some bungalows Yeah, the back of the roadhouse, they got some bungalows And that's for the people who like to go down slow. Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll all night long. You've got to roll, roll, roll You've got to thrill my soul, all right Roll, roll, roll, roll Thrill my soul, etc. Ashen lady Ashen lady Give up your vows Give up your vows Save our city Save our city Right now. When I woke up this morning, I got myself a beer When I woke up this morning, I got myself a beer The future's uncertain and the end is always near. Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll all night long |
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I can't imagine to be like you The pain and the suffering you put me through woah I can't imagine to be like you The pain and the suffering you put me through Don't tell me I can't imagine to be like you All the pain and the suffering I go through You surround yourself with evil Every night that you have is an equal Don't hesitate Or you'll live in your own hell Out of my way You're surrounded by evil Don't hesitate You can get away Out of my way Out of my way (huh) The dark clouds that follow you The rainy days will always find you You can never get away Evil comes another day Don't hesitate Or you live in your own hell Out of my way you're surrounded by evil Don't hesitate, you can't get away I can't imagine to be like you The pain and the suffering you put me through woah I can't imagine to be like you The pain and the suffering you put me through Step up and I can't imagine to be like you All the pain and the suffering I go through You surround yourself with evil I hope it catches you up I can't imagine to be like you The pain and the suffering you put me through woah I can't imagine to be like you The pain and the suffering you put me through I can't imagine to be like you The pain and the suffering you put me through WOAH! I can't imagine to be like you The pain and the suffering you put me through |
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DMX uh-huh, uh-huh Y'all been eatin long enough now stop bein greedy Just keep it real partner give to the needy Grips is touchy, so don't make me wait fuck around and I'm go'a bite you and snatch the plate DMX I could flip that flow, I could stick that hoe I could get that dough, you know I'm with that yo And the thing about the shit I came through, I haven't seen But when it gets dark, it's like a nigga's havin dreams All nightmares, the light dares to desert me Got me like everybody wants to hurt me Paranoid, so I strike out at what ever The closest thing to me is gonna get it but, never Will I, can I think death is wrong So I'ma keep holdin on til, what's left is gone You could put that on my nigga Boone These other rap cats will give a nigga room But if it ccalls for me to force my way in the door Headhuntin mother fuckers, stay on the floor 4-4, that's what I get sick wit rrrrrrr Four more, now all this is liquid rrrrrr DMX I thank the lord everyday that I'm blessed with a gift I'm The best, so, unless you wanna rest with the stiff Don't touch that, uh-uh, leave it alone When you walk pass the dog house leave it a bone Dogs bite, dogs fight, dogs knife Scratch, shake, and hold all night So when you hear the arf arf, start runnin Cause when you hear the arf arf, I'm comin But I don't like drama so I say to myself, "Keep focus with this rap shit and pray for the wealth I want the money and give me the honeys with big asses The most expensive champagne you got in big glasses" I'm broke so I'ma bash his head wide open Beggin me to stop but at least he died hopin Didn't get his wish, and now he's a dish with a cat Two glowin red eyes, everything else is black DMX When the sun is up the gun is up on the shelf And all the runners up are thankin me for their help Hopin that they not around when it gets dark outside Sun's goin down you hear the bark outside Locks off the cage, gauge, With the buck shots, faggot You've been lucky all day thats when your luck stops One drops, and another and another Gun pops, go into you and your mother When does it all end, I found a friend in a dog Cause fuckin wit these cats will send a friend to the morgue Many questions, no answers, just stress Try to hold my head and remember that I'm blessed If you curse and it gets worse as time goes by Can't see straight cause I'm so high, Why ask why when you know Nigga when its your time to go, You go |
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Sickness spillin' thru your eyes. Cravin' everything that you thought was alive. Stab me in the heart again. Drag me through your wasted life, are you forever dead? "Do like I told you, Stay away from me. Never misunderstand me, Keep away from me." Twisting everything around that, you say..."Yeah!". Smack me in my mouth 200 times every other day. Rag me, I don't hear you anymore, not yet. Find out what it means to me, I don't know who you areDraggin on so lonely, Aren't you tired, baby? Yeah. Breathing life into your lungs, Are you immune to me?Keep away from me... Never misunderstand me... Never misunderstand me... Never misunderstand me... Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... |
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There's a secret place I like to go Everyone is there but their face don't show If you get inside you can't get out there's no coming back, I hear them shout Welcome to my hide away, my secret place How I arrived I can't explain You're welcome to, if you want to stay But everyone just runs away Let me in, get me out Can't do more than twist and shout Lost my soul without a trace Found it again in my secret place In disgrace I hide from those that try to find me Scary things that's right behind me I love myself, I must confess I can't explain how I got this mess |
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There must be something we can eat
Maybe find another lover Should I fly to Los Angeles Find my asshole brother Minnie(?) Mouse has grown up a cow Dave's on sale again We kissy kiss in the rear view We're so bored You're to blame Try to see it once my way Everything zen Everything zen I don't think so Raindogs howl for the century A million dollars a stake As you search for your demi-god And you fake with a saint There's no sex in your violence There's no sex in your violence Try to see it once my way Everything zen Everything zen I don't think so I don't believe that Elvis is dead I don't believe that Elvis is dead I don't believe that Elvis is, Elvis is There's no sex in your violence |
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I alone
It's easier not to be wise and measure these things by your brains I sank into Eden with you alone in the church by and by I'll read to you here, save your eyes You'll need them, your boat is at sea your anchor is up, you've been swep away and the greatest of teachers won't hesitate to leave you there, by yourself chained to fate, yeah I alone love you I alone tempt you I alone love you fear is not the end of this It's easier not to be great and measure these things by your eyes we long to be here by his resolve alone in the church by and by to cradle the baby in space and leave you there by yourself chained to fate, yeah oh, now took it back too far, only love can save us now, all these riddles that you burn all come runnin' back to you, all these rhythms that you hide only love can save us now, all these riddles that you burn yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Well alright, Now dig this! You don't care for me I don't care about that You got a new fool Hah! I like it like that I have only one burning desire Oh, can I make love with your fire? Let me stand next to your fire Funky Funky fire... Let me stand next to your fire Funky Funky fire... Let me stand next to your fire Funky Funky fire... Let me stand next to your fire Oh yeah, Now listen to this baby And stop acting so crazy You say your mom ain't home Ain't my concern Just don't play with me And you won't get burned I have only one burning desire Oh, I'm gonna, me, do it in your fire Let me stand next to your fire Funky Funky fire... Let me stand next to your fire Oh, Funky fire... Let me stand next to your fire Funky Funky fire... Let me stand next to your fire Oh yeah, Oh move over over... And let Mr Huckleberry take over... You know he's bad, you know he drowns, you know who he gives it to...Yeah! That's right... Now dig this! You try to give me your money You better save it Babe Save it for your rainy day I have only one burning desire Oh, can I make love over your fire? Let me stand next to your fire Funky Funky fire... Let me stand next to your fire FunkyFunky fire... Let me stand next to your fire Oh, Funky fire... Let me stand next to your fire You better slide you ass over, girl 'Cos I'm coming through once and I'm coming the way you must be... |
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