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Lyrical Genius.
Do you have music lyrics that speaksing to you?  I was listening to Stone Temple Pilots today and was reminded of some lyrics that have always stuck out to me.  Also, anytime I hear Eminem, I'm amazed at what he has put together.  Share some of your favorite music lyrics here.
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0%b. I love that one.
67%c. Love is a four-letter word.

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#3 | 1005 days ago

(Edited by woody050681)
 This lyric by The BloodHound Gang really touches my heart 

So, Bambi's goin' on about how she can make all my fantasies come true. 
So I says, "Even this one I have where Jesus Christ 
is j**khammering Mickey Mouse in the d**-d** hole 
with a lawn dart as Garth Brooks gives birth to something 
resembling a cheddar cheese log with almonds on Santa Claus's tummy-tum?"

I love this one.  
  
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#1 | 1005 days ago

They say so much depends on the weather, so is it raining in your bedroom?--Plush, Stone Temple Pilots

WITHOUT ME...EMINEM...the whole damn song

Without Me Lyrics
Artist(Band):Eminem
 
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[Intro (Obie Trice)]
"Obie Trice/Real Name No Gimmicks"

[Refrain 1]
2 trailer park girls go round the outside
round the outside, round the outside
[Repeat Refrain 1]

[Refrain 2]
Guess whos back, back again
Shadys back, tell a friend
Guess who's back, guess who's back,
guess who's back
Guess who's back...

[Verse 1]
I've created a monster, cuz nobody wants to
see Marshall no more they want Shady I'm chopped liver
well if you want Shady, this is what I'll give ya
a little bit of w**d mixed with some hard liquor
some vodka that'll jumpstart my heart quicker then a
shock when I get shocked at the hospital by the Dr. when I'm not cooperating
when I'm rocking the table while he's operating
you waited this long now stop debating cuz I'm back,
I'm on the rag and ovulating
I know that you got a job Ms. Cheney but your husbands heart problem's complicating
So the FCC wont let me be or let me be me so let me see
they tried to shut me down on MTV but it feels so empty without me
So come on and dip, bum on your lips f**k that,
c*m on your lips and some on your t*ts and get ready cuz this s**t's about to get heavy
I just settled all my lawsuits F**k you DEBBIE_!

[Chorus X2]
Now this looks like a job for me so everybody just follow me
cuz we need a little controversy,
cuz it feels so empty without me

[Verse 2]
Little hellions kids feeling rebellious
embarrassed, their parents still listen to Elvis
they start feeling like prisoners, helpless,
'til someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch"
A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution, pollutin the air waves a rebel
so let me just revel and bask, in the fact that I got everyone kissing my ass
and it's a disaster such a catastrophe for you to see so damn much of my ass you ask for me?
Well I'm back [batman sound]
fix your bent antennae tune it in and then I'm gonna
enter in and up under your skin like a splinter
The center of attention back for the winter
I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling
Infesting in your kids ears and nesting
Testing "Attention Please" feel the tension soon as someone mentions me
here's my 10 cents my 2 cents is free
A nuisance, who sent, you sent for me?

[Chorus X2]

[Verse 3]
A tisk-it a task-it, I'll go tit for tat with anybody who's talking this and that s**t.
Chris Kirkpatrick you can get your ass kicked
worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards, and Moby
you can get stomped by Obie, you 36 year old bald headed f*g b**w me
You don't know me, you're too old let go its over, nobody listens to techno
Now lets go, just give me the signal I'll be there with a whole list full of new insults
I've been dope, suspenseful with a pencil ever since
Prince turned himself into a symbol
But sometimes the s**t just seems, everybody only wants to discuss me
So this must mean I'm disgusting, but its just me I'm just obscene
Though I'm not the first king of controversy
I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley, to do Black Music so selfishly
and use it to get myself wealthy (Hey)
there's a concept that works
20 million other white rappers emerge
but no matter how many fish in the sea it'd be so empty without me

[Chorus X2]

(Hum dei dei la la Hum dei dei la la... la la la) [X2] "Kids"
Love is a four-letter word.  
#2 | 1005 days ago
John_Daly (+)

Actually, this is one of my all time favorite Eminem lyrics. It speaks volumes:


"They say music can alter moods and talk to you. Well, can it load a gun up for you and cock it too? If it can then the next time you assault a dude, just tell the judge it was my fault and i'll get sued."

#3 | 1005 days ago

(Edited by woody050681)
 This lyric by The BloodHound Gang really touches my heart 

So, Bambi's goin' on about how she can make all my fantasies come true. 
So I says, "Even this one I have where Jesus Christ 
is j**khammering Mickey Mouse in the d**-d** hole 
with a lawn dart as Garth Brooks gives birth to something 
resembling a cheddar cheese log with almonds on Santa Claus's tummy-tum?"

I love this one.  
#4 | 1005 days ago

 i'm on a huge Kings of Leon "On Call" kick right now.

outside of that it's always Metallica's "Wherever I May Roam"
Love is a four-letter word.  
#5 | 1005 days ago
BDV4U (+)

My ex reminds me of this song from Skillet all the time, "It's Not Me"

Let's get the story straight
You were a poison
You flooded through my veins
You left me broken
You tried to make me think
That the blame was all on me
With the pain you put me through
And now I know that it's
not me it's you

Chorus
it's not me it's you
Always has been you
All the lies and stupid
things you say and do it's you
it's not me it's you
All the lies and pain
you put me through
I know that it's not me it's you You You
it's not me it's you, you

So here we go again
The same fight we're always in
I don't care so why pretend
Wake me when your lecture ends
You tried to make me small
Make me fall and it's
all your fault
With the pain you put me through
And now I know that it's
not me it's you

Let's get the story straight
You were a poison
Flooding through my veins
Driving me insane
And now you're gone away
I'm no longer choking
From the pain you put me through
And now I know that it's
not me it's you
Love is a four-letter word.  
#6 | 1004 days ago

I thought it was me / that makes the girl this way / thought it was me / came to find out she's like this every day - Bell, Biv, Devoe

Shout out to all you crazy broads! - Nyce
Love is a four-letter word.  
#7 | 1004 days ago

woody050681 wrote:
 This lyric by The BloodHound Gang really touches my heart 

So, Bambi's goin' on about how she can make all my fantasies come true. 
So I says, "Even this one I have where Jesus Christ 
is j**khammering Mickey Mouse in the d**-d** hole 
with a lawn dart as Garth Brooks gives birth to something 
resembling a cheddar cheese log with almonds on Santa Claus's tummy-tum?"

you didn't mention, "I never Thought Missing Children Could Be So SEXy"
I love this one.  
#8 | 1004 days ago

I'm so fed up with everyone around me
(No one seems to care)
I'm just so far gone and nothing's gonna change
(I'll never be the same)

Its always do this, do that,
everything they want to
I don't want to live that way
Every chance they get their always
Pushin me away


Chorus:

Its never enough
No its never enough
No matter what I say

Its never enough
No its never enough
I'll never be what you want me to be


Its all so messed up and no one ever listens
(Everyone's deranged)
I'm just so fucked up and I'm never gonna change
(Wanna lay it all to waste)

Their always say this, say that,
nothing that you want to
I don't want to live that way
Every chance they get their always
Shovin me aside

Chorus


I'm Done


Bridge:

In the end we're all just chalk lines on the concrete
Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com
Drawn only to be washed away
For the time that I've been given
I am what I am

I'd rather hate you
For everything you are
Than ever love you
For something you are not

I'd rather you hate me
For everything I am
Than have you love me
For something that I can't


Its never enough
Its never enough
No matter what I say

Its never enough
No its never enough
No matter who I try to be

Its never enough
No its never enough
No matter how I try to change

Its never enough
Never never enough
I'll never be what you want me to be.

5 Finger Death Punch "Never Enough"
I love this one.  
#9 | 1004 days ago
18packabs (+)

Hey, where did we go
Days when the rains came?
Down in the hollow
Playing a new game,
Laughing and a-running, hey, hey,
Skipping and a-jumping
In the misty morning fog with
Our, our hearts a-thumping
And you, my brown-eyed girl,
You, my brown-eyed girl.

Whatever happened
To Tuesday it's so slow
Going down the land mine with a
Transistor radio.
Standing in the sunlight laughing
Hide behind a rainbow's wall,
Slipping and a-sliding
All along the waterfall
With you, my brown-eyed girl,
You, my brown-eyed girl.

Do you remember when we used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
Just like that
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
La dee dah.

So hard to find my way
Now that I'm all on my own.
I saw you just the other day,
My, how you have grown!
Cast my memory back there, Lord,
Sometime I'm overcome thinking about
Making love in the green grass
Behind the stadium
With you, my brown-eyed girl,
You, my brown-eyed girl.

Do you remember when we used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
Laying in the green grass
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
Dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la
Dee dah la dee dah la dee dah la

#10 | 1004 days ago

The ords from the real lyric genius

Rakim- You Know I got Soul
It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you
Without a strong rhyme to step to
Think of how many weak shows you slept through
Time's up, I'm sorry I kept you
Thinking of this, you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the microphone soloist
And you sit by the radio, hand on the dial, soon
As you hear it, pump up the volume
Dance wit the speaker 'till you hear it blow,
Then plug in the headphone 'cause here it go
It's a 4 letter word when it's heard, it control
your body to dance (You got it) soul,
Ditects the tempo like a red alert
Reaches your reflex, so let it work
When this is playing, you can't get stuck wit
The steps, so get set and I'm a still come up wit
A gift to be swift, follow the leader, the rhyme will go
Def wit the record that was mixed a long time ago
It can be done but only I can do it
Lyrics www.allthelyrics.com/lyrics/eric_b_rakim/
For those that can dance and clap your hands to it
I start to think and then I sink
Into the paper like I was ink
When I'm writing, I'm trapped in between the lines,
I escape when I finish the rhyme...
I got soul

You got it (4x)
I know you got soul

Picture a mic, the stage is empty
A beat like this might tempt me
To pose, show my rings and my fat gold chain
Grab the mic like I'm on Soul Train
But I'll wait 'cause I mastered this
Let the others go first so the brothers don't miss
Eric B. break the sticks (you got it)
Rakim will begin when you make the mix
I'll experiment like a scientist
You wanna rhyme, you gotta sign my list
'Cause I'm a manifest and bless the mic I hold
You want it next? then you gotta have soul
'Cause if you ain't got it, I'm a make an encore
Take the mic, make the people respond for
The R, 'cause that's the way it'll have to be
If you wanna get on after me
Think about it, wait, erase your rhyme
Forget it and don't waste your time
'Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controlling it
Drop the mic, you shouldn't be holding it
This is how it should be done
This style is identical to none
Some try to make it sound like this but you're getting me
So upset that I'm wet 'cause you're sweating me
I drip steam like a microphone fiend
Eager to MC is my theme
I get hype when I hear a drum roll
Rakim is on the mic and you know I got soul

You got it (5x)

I got soul (you got it) that's why I came
To teach those who can't say my name
First of all, I'm the soloist, the soul controller
Rakim gets stronger as I get older
Constant elevation causes expansion
I write my rhyme while I cool in my mansion
Then put it on tape and in the city I test it
Then on the radio the R's requested
You listen to it, the concept might break you
'Cause almost anyone can relate to...
Whoever's out of hand, I'm give him handles
Light 'em up, blow 'em out like candles
Or should I just let him melt?
Then give him a hand so they can see how it felt
I'm not bold just cuz I rock gold
Rakim is on the mic and you know I got soul

You got it (4x)

Now I'm a stop to see what you got
Get off the mic before I get too hot
I want to see which posse can dance the best
It should be easy 'cause the beat is fresh
Now if your from Uptown, Brooklyn- bound,
The Bronx, Queens, or Long Island Sound,
Even other states come right and exact,
It ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Since you came here, you have to show and prove
And do that dance until it don't move
'Cause all you need is soul self-esteem will release,
The rest is up to you, Rakim 'll say peace
#11 | 1004 days ago

(Edited by kobe_lova)
I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see,
So many motherf**kin' people who feel like me, who share the same views
And the same exact beliefs, it's like a f**kin' army marchin' in back of me, so many lives I
Touch, so much anger aimed, in no particular direction, just sprays and sprays, and straight
Through your radio waves it plays and plays, 'till it stays stuck in your head for days and
Days, who would of thought, standing in this mirror bleachin' my hair, with some peroxide,
Reaching for a t-shirt to wear, that I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this, how
Could I predict my words would have an impact like this, I must've struck a chord, with somebody
Up in the office, cause congress keeps telling me I ain't causin' nuthin' but problems, and now
They're sayin' I'm in trouble with the government, I'm lovin' it, I shoveled sh** all my life,
And now I'm dumping it on...

[Chorus]
White America, I could be one of your kids, white America, little Eric looks just like this,
White America, Erica loves my sh**, I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get (x2)

Look at these eyes, baby blue, baby just like yourself, if they were brown, Shady lose, Shady
Sits on the shelf, but Shady's cute, Shady knew, Shady's dimple's would help, make ladies swoon
Baby, {ooh baby}, look at my sales, let's do the math, if I was black, I would've sold half, I
Ain't have to graduate from Lincoln high school to know that, but I could rap, so f**k school,
I'm too cool to go back, gimme the mic, show me where the f**kin' studio's at, when I was
Underground, no one gave a f**k I was white, no labels wanted to sign me, almost gave up, I was
Like, f**k it, until I met Dre, the only one to look past, gave me a chance, and I lit a fire up
Under his ass, helped him get back to the top, every fan black that I got, was probably his in
Exchange for every white fan that he's got, like damn, we just swapped, sittin' back lookin' at
Sh**, wow, I'm like my skin is it starting to work to my benefit now, it's...
[Chorus]

See the problem is, I speak to suburban kids, who otherwise would of never knew these words
Exist, whose mom's probably would of never gave two squirts of piss, 'till I created so much
Motherf**kin' turbulence, straight out the tube, right into your living room I came, and kids
Flipped when they knew I was produced by Dre, that's all it took, and they were instantly hooked
Right in, and they connected with me too because I looked like them, that's why they put my
Lyrics up under this microscope, searchin' with a fine tooth comb, its like this rope, waitin'
To choke, tightening around my throat, watching me while I write this, like I don't like this,
Nope, all I hear is, lyrics, lyrics, constant controversy, sponsors working 'round the clock, to
Try to stop my concerts early, surely hip-hop was never a problem in Harlem, only in Boston,
After it bothered the fathers of daughters starting to blossom, so now I'm catchin' the flack
From these activists when they raggin', actin' like I'm the first rapper to smack a b**ch, or
Say f***ot, sh**, just look at me like I'm your closest pal, the posterchild, the motherf**kin'
Spokesman now for...

White America...

(I could post eminem lyrics all day)
#12 | 1004 days ago

This Pink song back in the day:

[Chorus:]
I ain't lookin for a steady thing
I ain't lookin for what love brings
I'm still young and I ain't ready babe
I'm still lookin for some better days
I don't wanna give you everything
I just wanna make you feel things
If you ain't down to give me everything
Just throw it away

Don't assume cuz I'm a woman
That I'll fall in love
Don't expect I'm young and need to be took care of
Don't wanna hear you got what I need
Cuz how would you know before we speak
You've gotta understand my side
I've had a crazy, crazy life
Nobody came along to open up my eyes
You've gotta take what you can get
Don't even bother with my heart
Cuz I get a feeling, I won't let it start...
#13 | 1004 days ago

(Edited by Chief_aka_James)
Incubus' stuff.

We all have a weakness
But some of ours are easy to identify.
Look me in the eye
and ask for forgiveness;
We'll make a pact to never speak that word again.
Yes, you are my friend.

We all have something that digs at us.
At least we dig each other.
So when weakness turns my ego up
I know you'll count on the me from yesterday.


Postal Service is sometimes witty, and I appreciate it.

I'll be the grapes fermented,
Bottled and served with the table set in my finest suit
Like a perfect gentlemen
I'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the ancient brick
Where you will sit and contemplate your day

I'll be the waterwings that save you if you start drowning
In an open tab when your judgment's on the brink
I'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite
Albums back as you're lying there drifting off to sleep...
I'll be the platform shoes and undo what heredity's done to you...
You won't have to strain to look into my eyes
I'll be your winter coat buttoned and zipped straight to the throat
With the collar up so you won't catch a cold

And yes, any/all Eminem.
#14 | 1004 days ago
unopescatore (+)

the Doors on acid.
#15 | 1004 days ago

After working with inner city kids this song really opened my eyes.  Think some of the issues talked about also hit home with pretty much every family. 

Kanye West - Family Business


Hey, son, you made the team this year?

Aw th, they sayin' you weren't tall enough?
Yeah, me, we gon' cook this up here okay

Just come by, later, is that your new girlfriend?

This is family business,
an' this is for the family that can't be with us
An' this is for my cousin locked down, know the answer's in it
That's why I spit it in my songs
So sweet like a photo of your granny's picture

Now that you're gone, it hit us
Super hard on Thanksgiving an' Christmas, this can't be right
Yeah, you heard the track I did, man, this can't be life

Somebody please say grace so I can save face


And have a reason to cover my face
I even made you a plate, soul food, know how Granny do it
Monkey bread on the side, know how the family do it
When I brought it, why had guard have to look all through it?


As kids we used to laugh,
who knew that life would move this fast?
Who knew I'd have to look at you through a glass?
An' look, you tell me you ain't did it, then you ain't did it

An' if you did, then that's family business


An' I don't care 'bout all the diamond rings
They don't mean a thing, all these fancy things
I tell you that all my weight in gold
Now all I know,
I know all these things


This is family business an' this is for everybody standin' with us
Come on, let's take a family Grammy picture
Abby, remember when they ain't believe in me?

Now she like, "See, that's my cousin on TV"


Now, we gettin' it an' we gon' make it
An' they gon' hate it, an' I'm his favorite

I can't deny it, I'm a straight rider
But when we get together, be electric slidin'

Grandma, get 'em shook up
Aw naw, don't open the photo book up
I got a Aunt Ruth that can't remember your name
But I bet them polaroids'll send her down memory lane


You know that one auntie, ya' don't mean to be rude
But every holiday nobody eatin' her food
An' you don't wanna stay there 'cuz them your worst cousins

Got roaches at their crib like them your first cousins


Act like you ain't took a bath with your cousins
Fit three in the bed, if it's six of y'all
I'm talkin' 'bout three by the head an' three by the leg
But you ain't have to tell my girl I used to pee in the bed


Rain, rain, rain go away
Let the sun come out an' all the children say
Rain, rain, rain go away
Let the sun come out an' all the children say


I woke up early this mornin' with a new state of mind
A creative way to rhyme without usin' nines an' guns
Keep your nose out the sky, keep your heart to God
An' keep your face to the risin' sun


All my ni**as from the Chi, that's my family, dog
An' my ni**as ain't my guys, they my family, dog

I feel like one day you'll understand me, dog
You can still love your man an' be manly, dog


You ain't got to get heated at every house warmin'
Sittin' here, grillin' people like George Foreman
Why Uncle Ray an' Aunt Shiela always performin'?

Second she storm out, then he storm in


Y'all gon' sit down, have a good time this reunion
An' drink some wine like Communion

An' act like everything fine an' if it isn't

We ain't lettin' everybody in our family business


All the diamond rings they don't mean a thing
They don't mean a thing
They don't mean a thing, a thing

An' I don't care 'bout all the diamond rings
They don't mean a thing, all these fancy things

I tell you that all my weight in gold
Now all I know, I know all these things


All these things, all these things
All these things, all these things
All these things, all these things


C.L.K Mercedes Benz
A whole lotta money

Mommy and Daddy please stop fighting
Let's get Stevie outta jail

 
 
 
 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 

 

 

 
 

 

 

 
 

 

 
#16 | 1004 days ago

The songs "Stimulate", "Til I Collapse" and "White America" by Eminem... all of those songs are genius.

"They say sleep is the cousin of death, so my eyes wide open cuz dreams are kin to your last breath", "Dreams" by The Game

"The Message" and "Street Dreams" by Nas

"You lose money chasin women, but you'll never lose women chasin money"  can't remember the song but it's by Nas as well.

I can go on for a while...

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