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Kasparov's Revenge (Lo Fidelity Allstars)

Scraping the skylines with hypnotic observations
Swooping and surfing over lyrical substations
Embrace the flame again and again
Like passion and pain hand in hand with each other.

Sliding, deeper I'm gliding
Shooting.
I am deeper than you.

Bombs wired to my chest I'll lace the building with bugs
Cos you'll always be behind me slip-streaming my buzz
See me rocket off into the ozone layer
Spiralling off into the ether

Slip-streaming our buzz (X4)
Into the ether

Sliding, deeper I'm gliding
Shooting
I am deeper than you

Into the ether

Warming Up The Brain Farm (Lo Fidelity Allstars)

Dear God,
The patient's best intentions have sadly faltered.
Despite his newly installed, varnished brain, and being
force-fed gallons of viscous demented liquor, he is
determined to obtain the new drone spiders' trophy.
He dreams of becoming the scorpion who never sweats.
Quite frankly i'm sickened to have this individual infiltrate
my headspace.
He talks of lascivious laughs haunting his every second
as the clock spits, clicks, and time speeds by in the
form of a neon snake.
Massive delusions?
Very probably.
I fear for my safety.
He is as weak as his fellow man.
I am now surrounded by hypocrites, liars, drunks,
clowns, fools, sycophants and the desperate.
I insist we barter with the moon to sell the patients
cohesive lyrical maps in exchange for a vision of the
future.
Stricken with grief, I have no choice but to turn to lethal
toxins
Hardcore Punk Paste.
Allstars takin' over...

Early draft of lyrics taken from Radio 1 Breezeblock DJ set
Dear God,
The patient's best intentions have sadly faltered.
It has of late become apparent, he's driven by lust and
he's as weak as his fellow colleagues.
A hypocrite, surrounded by liars and bed-wetters.
Stricken with grief, he turns to lethal toxins, hardcore
Punk Paste.
Goodbye Lord
Allstars takin over...

Push It To The Limit (Necro)

feat. Jamey Jasta

[Necro]
We'll push it to the limit like a tourniquet crushin' your cranium
Mushin' you, murder you, burnin' you to a crisp live on uranium
Maintainin' sins like Iranians holdin' grenade pins
Blazin' your skin, stomp you with a whole parade of Timbs
Put a gemstar to your flesh pa, the emperor
Of demented sentences with a temper, your mentor
Demonic like Skeletor, Destro, 'Deceps'
Criminal corrupted culprits'll beat you to death
Keep your head up or you'll get your head cut off
Your whole life shut off with a knife, wipe the blood off
My perspective is respect this or expect
To be left With a neck full of stitched up imperfections
'Cause you bitched up, in retrospective your collective
Woulda switched up if you knew what a bunch of sick **s
We are when we get hectic too late, drama, we all up in it
Go all out, push it to the limit

[Chorus 2X: Jamey Jasta]
Push it to the Limit, walk along the razor's edge
Don't look down, just keep your head up till you're finished
Up and up the limit, past the point of no return
Reach the top, but you gotta learn how to keep it

[Necro]
Attack you like an evil gargoyle with swords
Burn you like radiation, leave you a charbroiled corpse
We represent every satanic element, I'm malevolent
Murder you, you're gettin' sent to where the Devil went
If I'm wrong you could be dead right
When you pass you'll be forgotten 'cause I'm rotten like the website


We get ogrish, poisonous like a cobra's kiss
Demonic, like when the last day in October hits
You're miserable, livin' trapped in your bed
You should be clapped in your head 'cause you'd be happier dead
You little pussies get choked to death with a Cotex
You're dying little by little, every second, go check your Rolex
You're not living forever, I'll bet you
How much you wanna put up? For the right price somebody'll dead you
No cushion for lyrics, mushin' you if you're timid
Extreme rap, explicit, we push it to the limit

[Chorus]

[Necro]
You tremble from the brutality
Make you resemble George A. Romero character in reality
Bring your big posse
You'll be a bunch of fertilized faggots, like Versace and Liberace
Get killed in a building, smashing you like Zildjian
cymbals, buckin' you like Brazilian children
Write your will out to your attorney
After a weekend at Bernie's you'll be deceased, dead on a gurney
I rip the beat like the contours of your flesh stripped
As you stare, pump gore, it's a trip
Can't think about food with bullets buried in your belly
But notice bloody flesh looks like blueberry jelly
You're repulsively corrosive
Your mother taught you not to get involved with explosives
Skull opened like Iron Maiden Eddy, kaput, finished
Wanted excitement, you died for it, you pushed it to the limit

Twelve Days of Christmas (Lea Salonga)



On the first day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
A Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the second day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the third day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the fourth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the fifth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the sixth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the seventh day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Seven Swans a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the eight day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Eight Maids a-Milking,
Seven Swans a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the ninth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Nine Ladies Dancing,
Eight Maids a-Milking,
Seven Swans a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
And then he gave me
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the tenth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Ten Lords a-Leaping,
Nine Ladies Dancing,
Eight Maids a-Milking,
Seven Swans a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the eleventh day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Eleven Pipers Piping,
Ten Lords a-Leaping,
Nine Ladies Dancing,
Eight Maids a-Milking,
Seven Swans a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

On the twelvth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Twelve Drummers Drumming,
Eleven Pipers Piping,
Ten Lords a-Leaping,
Nine Ladies Dancing,
Eight Maids a-Milking,
Seven Swans a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

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Note:
I accidentally forgot to change out titles. You should show 2 christmas songs...only one is correct. The other has lyrics to this song The 12 days. Sorry about that.

Show You Love (Jaci Velasquez)

Mark Heimermann

Please forgive me
If I come on too strong
I get a little anxious
When I talk about God's love
Hold me back now
Stop me if I start to preach
¡®Cause I don't want to be the one
To push you out of reach

The way to give love
Is how you live love
That is what I'll do
You cannot fight it
You can't deny it
Love will get to you

CHORUS:
Don't wanna get up in your face
Don't wanna put the pressure on
Don't wanna make you run away
Just wanna show you love
Don't wanna beg you to believe
Don't wanna take you for a ride
Don't wanna sell you anything
Just wanna show you love
Show you love
Just wanna show you love

I won't convince you
With anything I say
But maybe you will see His love
In how it is portrayed
An act of kindness
A loving sacrifice
Simple little things that have
The power to change your life
There's no surprises
And no disguises
Just the blessed truth
No obligation
No complication
Just a gift for you

CHORUS

Love's gonna get you
You know I'm gonna get you

The way to give love
Is how you live love
That is what I'll do
You cannot fight it
You can't deny it
Love will get to you
(Get to you)

CHORUS

Live love
That's how you give love
Live love
That's how you give love


Lyrics ©1998 Fun Attic Music/ASCAP

God So Loved (Jaci Velasquez)

Chris Eaton

CHORUS:
God so loved the world
That He gave His one and only Son
That whosoever believes in Him
Will not perish but have everlasting life

I try so hard to find the words to say
To let you know how great is this God to whom I pray
Nothing can nor ever will compare
To the peace that flows in your soul when he is living there
Oh I know you've been through so much
It's hard to contemplate letting go and reaching out in trust
But I know the simple truth
That love is here for you
So take Him at His word and see what He can do

CHORUS

The promise is yours and mine
Take hold of this love
For the rest of your life

CHORUS

But it's time to take a step of faith
Be prepared for Jesus' love to carry you away

CHORUS

Everlasting life
You loved me
God so loved the world
He gave
He gave
His one and only Son, one and only Son
If you just believe
It will set you free
It will set you free
He loves you so much
He loves you so much
Just believe
Just believe


Lyrics ©1997 SGO Music Pub. Ltd. (adm. by Bug Music, Inc)/BMI

Southern Fried Intro (Ludacris)

[Intro]
Hey, yeah! I want all you proud sistas to stand up
I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight
Brothers and Sisters if you know you got your thing together
I want you to stand on up, now I got somethin' to tell ya'
I told ya' how to think about it, now I want to tell how to get the thing together
So come on now and get up to it yall

[Verse 1]
The incredible, untouchable nigga spittin' venom out his body wit' the dopest flows
And wonder why the line's around the corner
Cuz the little mother**er has the dopest shows
So one time for my independant women and all the single mothers who be gettin' that cake
Two times for my dawgs pullin' triggers
And my niggaz in the kitchen that be flippin' that weight
East coast, west coast, midwest, dirty south
Then we took it all around the world
I got fans in retirement homes, to teenagers, to little bitty boys ans girls
Droppin' lyrical bombs up in ya' hood,
Non-stoppin', I'ma hit 'em till the block explode
Hip hop, R&B, Pop-tart, what you want?
I even got a little rock 'n' roll
The most creative, original, got 'em takin' subliminal
*Boom boom* cuz they cant get what I gots
They want it so bad, four million dollar pad
And enough to retire off two albums, gone, wave ya' white flags, I'm hot!
And everytime I rhyme I'm puttin' rappers in the ground
Wit' lines that got 'em hooked like dope
They gotta make up they mind, because they runnin' outta time
And I'm about to make 'em choke
Better turn your stereo louder, listen up and let me preach
Let's get arrested for Disturbin' the Peace! (C'mon)

Man! This Disturbin' Tha Peace shit gettin' on my nerves
Boy I tell you the truth, know what I'm sayin'?
While he doin' shows, I'm in these skreets, know what I'm sayin'?
While he on tv, I'm in these skreets
And then my broad, my kid walkin' around singin' it
Boy, if they sing another verse, boy I swear
Know what I'm sayin'? I'm on another level though
I gotta car wash, I gotta shop on O' National
I got my own record label, you heard of us
The Posse Family Cartel, you know what I'm sayin', we real
Who this nigga thing he is?

[Verse 2]
I'ma house hold name, wit' game spittin' outta my mouth at all times
I spit it out and about, and spit outta the south,until they recognize the danger signs
So feel a tingle in yo' s-spine, by the way I talk
And it's pimpin' in my blood, you can tell by the way I walk
Ooh lawd, more styles than a barber shop, call the cops
People in the way wanna baller block
Little do they know that I'm callin' shots
And I'm not to be **ed with
If you see me comin' 'round the corner, then duck quick, perpetrators can suck dick
I tried to tell 'em, but they dont wanna listen
I tried to shine 'em, but they dont wanna glisten, while the high hat keeps on tickin'
And the kick drum keep on pumpin', I'm dumpin' on the closest fools
Cuz rules were made to be broken, but you cant make broken rules
Hear what I'm sayin' or heard what I said
Hear what they playin', cuz thru this music I'ma still be heard if I'm dead
Call ya' producers, cuz I'm hurtin' these beats
I said it once, I'll say it twice, biatch, Disturbin' Tha Peace
C'mon

Yeah, folk
The King of the kings has spoken
ATL shawty! Hood to hood, block to block
We bouta let our nuts hang!
Disturbin' Tha Peace!
We dont die, we multiply
We makin Def Jam history
Thanks for gettin' the CD shawty!

Family Tree (Megadeth)

Music by Mustaine, Ellefson, Menza
Lyrics by Mustaine

Forgotten things remembered
The tigers eat their young
The body stayed but inside the head
The mind was on the run
A conspiracy of silence
The only way out of pain
Is turn around, run through it man
Too wet to come in from the rain,
Tell them...

I know they were doing it to you
But don't try doing it to me

Let me show you, how I love you
It's our secret, you and me
But keep it in the family tree
The secret of the family tree

When you hear them saying "trust me"
Don't wait to see what's next
Thrown to the wolves
Forever trusting
Raised in a form of living hell
Sing a one note song of rage
Live and die within your heart
So beware in the shadows

Your family tree waits in the dark
I say...

Music Man (Master Ace)




Muuuuuuuusic!

The music man (Repeat 4x)

I am the man but I'm not the one with the can in his hand
I'm down with a different kind of street band
And I appear from place to place as the Music Man AKA Master Ace
Stacks of flyers are pressed up
All the part people are home getting dressed up
Just to hear the sound of the underground
Fusion and the bass like thunder pounds
And so they pack the show just to see
He who claims to be the Music Man

The music man (Repeat 4x)

It's about time for the music man to rip
First I take a sip, then I like grip
The crowd tight into my hand with the loud
Intro, then throw lyrics from a cloud like Zeus
I'm the one to get the ladies loose
Baby, you just got seduced and juiced
By the Master Ace, I'm not a villian from a place
In the West, that was just the was I was dressed
And so, looking for lust I stand
I got girls, but I would never bring sand to the beach
Each and every person give a hand
And swing with the capital A, the Music Man

The music man (Repeat 3x)

I bet you thought the Music Man would take a short
I fought tooth and nail to prevail in this sport
So lend me your ears, my peers because here's
Who doesn't fear another because fear's
In the mind, so don't try to scare because you might find
A chair thrust upon your back with the wack
So there, I put you in your place with haste
Now flee, cause now you can't be Master Ace, the Music Man

The music man (Repeat 8x)

I'm here to reach the youth
The only way that I can to that is to teach the truth, so I do
Some used to diss and dismiss this
But then many of those small minds grew
To understand the mission of the Music Man
I know the time, and I clock dough so I'm grand
But I'm not a father, no I'm more like the sun
Shining down on every single one
So run, run and tell em all
Yell it from a wall, the Music Man will never fall
Or fail, raps tip the scale to get you hot and
I wear cotton, I don't bail
Or pick, I like to kick raps, hape, you have none
So quit, gather round, hear the sound of the man
Cause I can, yes you know I can, yes I can can
Satisfy with the fly display, this may dismay
But I am, the Music Man, yeah I'm the Music Man

The music man (Repeat 4x)

That's That Shit (Mystikal)




One one one one one.
One hear I go mic check here I go mic check.
One one one one one.
That's that shit that's that shit nigga that's that shit.
(That's that shit)
Ya'll smell that shit?
That's that shit.

That's the reason the bitches be trying to get the worm out the zipper
That's the reason niggas gon' have to learn that I'm the ripper
I sc**off crumbs and turn 'em into nickels
Bounce 'em into dimes and turn 'em into flippers
And I can't come around, like you do your rhyme, cause I'm different
You can't make your shit sound like mine cause it isn't
I run whether it's top of the line, get your mind right nigga
Murder was the case cause I shine at night nigga
The man with the braids in his hair, two tounged live nigga
Let him fire nigga, I ride with five niggas
Live from the west, bring it back home
Ducked off in the Burnerville, blowing up the zone
Strollin', cutting up on my cell phone
Hundred miles per hour in the wind and I'm gone
Watch them jails find the twenty inch wheels twirls
Hoes hatin' in the back, ** 'em girl
I stand up like a pitch, swing the big dick
Take a picture, feet stickin' like scotch tape bitch
I swear to God I'll ** over yay yay
Have you sitting on your porch, gettin' pushed in your rocking chair

I know you hear it, I know you hear it, I know you hear it
That's that shit nigga
I know you smell it, I know you smell it, I know you smell it
That's that shit nigga
I know you feel it, I know you feel it, I know you feel it
That's that shit nigga
I know you scared, I know you scared, I know you scared

I come in the bitch to put my two cents on a two inch
I'm tearing down the **in' building and the blue prints, any sign of
intrudence
Tear your**down, make that**look foolish
Raise your hand and talk to the teacher, no, students, students
I like to sing a about the boota and the tooters
Smoke the purple bubble gum, merge crazy blue vooda
Ya'll past tense, I'm the black prince ruler
Sharp shooter, I'm chopatula, to talula
Point black bitch, gone, gone
Full blast turning up the water all the way on
Hi, my name is, Mystikal
I handle my business, deliver my lyrics ever since I hit the door
When I come around in this mutha**a your arms fall off
You can't touch me, your jaw broke, you can't say nothing
** around and let my second wind kick in
I better be makin' it sound like the booty that the dick went in

That's that shit, that's that shit nigga
Yeah, that's that shit
Yeah, that's that shit nigga
Yeah that's that shit
Yeah, that's that shit nigga
Yeah, I know you smell it, (I know you smell it)
I know you smell it, that's that shit nigga
I know you feel it, I know you feel it, I know you feel it
That's that shit nigga
I know you hear it, I know you hear it, I know you hear it
That's that shit nigga
Is you scared, is you scared, is you scared
Cause that's that shit nigga

I got that shit.
That's that shit nigga.
I keep that shit.
I own that shit.
That's my shit.
Bitch, that's my shit.
Uh, **s wrong with you nigga?
Bitch.
Get the ** off.


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