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Number 9...Number9...Number9...

Number 9...Number 9...Number 9...

Wise Words from the Boss

ahhhhh Indy dear ... you knew i couldn't resist this thread ... ha ha ha

Everybody needs a place to rest
Everybody wants to have a home
Don't make no difference what nobody says
Ain't nobody like to be alone

Everybody's got a hungry heart
Lay down your money and you play your part
Everybody's got a hungry heart

lyrics only

Mahbootay

My booty, my big ol' booty
My booty, my big ol' booty

I take it
I take it shopping

I buy it
I buy it presents

Worship it

I clothe it
with the trousers

I feed it
with peanut butter

I watch it
I watch it growing

It gives me
It gives me pleasure

Worship it.

"Mahbootay," by Laura Love (Shum Ticky)

I like to look at shadows sweating on the wall
I get excited when I hear footsteps in the hall
Outside your balcony I have a room with a view
And I'm watching you

I dial your telephone each and every afternoon
I wait by your door till you're asleep at night
And when you're alone I know when you
Turn out the light

I'm gonna get close to you
Oh-Oh so close to you
I'm gonna get close to you
I'm gonna get close

You fumble for your keys
I'm six or seven steps behind you
I'm so close to you
Are you terrified of me? What do I know about you
How did I find out?
You think I'm a fool or maybe some kind of lunatic
Say I'm wasting my time but I know what to do with it
It's as plain as black and white

I'm gonna get close to you
Oh-Oh so close to you
I'm gonna get close to you
Oh so close

If you knew my infinite charm
There'd be no reason to be so alarmed
Maybe I'm wrong maybe I'm right
Maybe I'm some kind of lunatic
You say I'm wasting all of my time
But I know what to do with it
It is plain as black and white

"Pay your surgeon very well
To break the spell of aging
Celebrity skin is this your chin
Or is that war your waging…
First born unicorn
Hard core soft porn
Dream of Californication
Dream of Californication"

mmm...what fun!!!

It's alright
There comes a time
Got no patience to search
For peace of mind
Layin' low
Want to take it slow
No more hiding or
Disguising truths I've sold

Everyday it's something
Hits me all so cold
Find me sittin' by myself
No excuses, then I know

It's okay
Had a bad day
Hands are bruised from
Breaking rocks all day
Drained and blue
I bleed for you
You think it's funny, well
You're drowning in it too

Yeah it's fine
We'll walk down the line
Leave our rain, a cold
Trade for warm sunshine
You my friend
I will defend
And if we change, well I
Love you anyway

"No Excuses" - Alice in Chains

Dave Grohl...

Pray for me
Fading memories
Give me time and I will fade into you
Come and dance with me
I will always be sleeping behind the eyes that I'm bleeding through

Break down
Break down
Reeling in your head
Way down
Way down
Innocence is dead

Goodbye faith I swear I won't believe

From Smoke Signals...

Ah-ya, ah-ya-ah
John Wayne's Teeth
Are they fake?
Are they real?

Ah-ya, ah-ya-ah
Are they wood?
Are they steel?

(How come he never smiled? Personally, I marveled at his Rug)...

Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign
towers. Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself
churn. Locking in, uniforming, book burning, blood
letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.
Light a candle, light a votive. Step down, step down.
Watch your heel crush, crushed, uh-oh, this means no
fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament,
tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions,
offer me alternatives and I decline.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

Are You Ready ? . JAMES

Hey hey hey

Julie says that I must wake up
I am losing touch 'cause I think too much
I'm afraid to feel, my life feels unreal
You will not find love if you think you're not good enough

Are you ready to rebel
Change your mind, I know you live in hell
Are you ready, oh

All of my beliefs, they come back to me
I think life is tough, so my life is tough
She says find a way to develop love
To receive my love, believe you are good enough

Are you ready to rebel
Change your mind, I know you live in hell,
Are you ready

When we forget why we're here
Out goes love, in comes fear
And if not then, I'm all alone
I need nothing 'til my mind takes hold
Hold, hold

Are you ready to rebel
Are you ready

My head hurts,
My feet stink,
and I don't love Jesus

[Edited by stogie on 02-27-2001 at 11:07 PM]

Hehe

Get Yourself some Rebel Pride!

It really don't matter what state your in...
One day the South's gonna rise again!!!

Wop
Bop
A
Loo
Bop
Wop
Bam
BOO!

Tuuti Fruiti Lil Richard.

It's in Here...

Wuz there...
But you can always find me

I'm out there
And the Streets are a Home away from Home

When the Blizzard cold
Iz the Fire inside
You can always find me

Is this the Love you dreamed about
Will you let me out
Can you bring me into you

The Love I shout about
Iz all I dream about
You hold the Key to my Give

Am I in here with you too

I see you at the bus stop waiting everyday
Your man must think it's safe for you to travel that way
And I don't wanna violate your relationships
So I lay back in the cut with the crush thats a trip

Still, he can't stop me
From having daydreams
Tounging you down with vanilla ice cream
Kissing on your thighs under moonlight
Seaching your body with my toungue all night
I wonder one day could it be?
Simple dreams, that turn into reality
Our love will come down so naturally
We can walk down the aisle of destiny
There seems to be enought to satisfy your needs
But there's a deeper level, if you follow I lead

Hey lover, this is more than a crush
Hey lover, this is more than a crush
Hey lover, this is more than a crush

Last week I saw you at the mall
Standing at the payphone about to make a call
I had a vision it was me at the other end
Telling you to come by, and then you walked in
I touched you gently with my hands
We talked about travelling to distant lands
Escaping all the madness out here in the world
Becoming my wife, no longer my girl, then
You let your dress fall softly to the floor
I kissed you softly and you yearned for more
We experienced pleasure unparralled
Into an ocean of love we both fell
Swimming in the timeless currents of pure bliss
Fantasies interchanging with each kiss
Undying passion unites our souls
Together we swim until the point of no control but
It's a fantasy you won't come true
We never even spoke and you man says he loves you
So I'm gonna keep all these feeling inside
Keep my dreams alive until the right time....

Hey lover, this is more than a crush


LL Cool J....

and now for sonething completely different...

damn it feels good to be a gangsta
a real gangsta-ass nigga plays his cards right
a real gangsta-ass nigga never runs his fuckin' mouth
cuz real gangsta-ass niggas don't start fights

and niggas always got a hi-cap
showing' all his boys how he shot 'em
but real gangsta-ass niggas don't flex nuts
cuz real gangsta-ass niggas know they got 'em

and everythings cool in the mind of a gangsta
cuz gangsta-ass niggas think deep
up three sixty five and twenty fo seven
cuz real gangsta-ass niggas don't sleep

and all i gotta say to all you wannabe gonnabe
cock-suckin' pussyeatin' prankstas
is when the fire dies down
what the fuck you gonna do
damn it feels good to be a gangsta

damn it feels good to be a gangsta
feedin the poor and helpin out with they bills
although i was born in jamaica
now i'm in the US makin' deals

damn it feels good to be a gangsta
i mean one that you don't really know
ridin' around town in a drop-top benz
hittin switches in my black six fo'

now gangsta-ass niggas come in all shapes and colors
some got killed in the past
but this gangsta here was a smart one
started livin for the lord and i last

now all i gotta say to all you wannabe gonnabe
pussyeatin cocksuckin prankstas
when the shit jumps off what the fuck you gonna do
damn it feels good to be a gangsta

damn it feels good to be a gangsta
a real gangsta-ass nigga knows the play
the real gangsta-ass niggas get the fly fuckin bitches
ask that gangsta-ass nigga little g

now bitches look at gangsta-ass niggas like a stop sign
and play the role of little miss sweet
but get the bitch all alone
get digit
take it out
and dump her in the ass with the meat

cuz gangsta-ass niggas be the game playas
and everythings quiet in the crib
a gangsta-ass nigga pulled the trigger
and his partners in the posse
ain't tellin off shit

real gangsta-ass niggas don't talk much
all you hear is the whack from the gunblast
a real gangsta-ass niggas don't run for shit
cuz real gangsta-ass niggas can't run fast

now when you in the free world talkin shit
you the shit
hit the pen and let a muthafucka shank ya
but niggas like myself kick back in the gang
damn it feels good to be a gangsta

(and now a word from the president)

damn it feels good to be a gangsta
gettin voted in to the white house
everything lookin good to the people of the world
but the market family is my boss

so every now and then a favor gets done
like let a big drug shipment get through
and send em to the poor comunity
so we can bust you know who

so voters of the world keep supportin me
and I promise to take you very far
other leaders better not upset me
or i'll send a million troops to die at war

so all you republicans that helped me win
i'd sincerely like to thank ya
cuz now i got the world swingin from my nuts

damn it feels good to be a gangsta

At home
Drawing pictures
Of mountaintops
With
Him on top
Lemon yellow sun
Arms raised in a V
As the dead lay
In pools of maroon below

The Eleven and Saint Stephen

High green chilly winds
and windy vines that loop around
the twining shafts of lavender
They're crawling to the sun

Wonder who will water
all the children of the garden
when they sigh about the barren lack of rain
and droop so hungry 'neath the sky, I

William Tell has streached his bow
till it won't streach no further more
and though it may require a change
that hasn't come before.....

Saint Stephen with a rose
in and out of the garden he goes
Country garden, in the wind and the rain
where ever he goes the people all complain

Stephen prospered in his time
well he may, and he may decline
did it matter, does it now
Stehpen would answer if he only knew how

Fortune comes a calling
Kaeliopy woman
spinning that curious sence of your own
Can you answer? Yes, I can!
but what would be the answer to the answer man...

EL:

The way you haunt my dreams,
No, no, they can't take that away from me.

For P.C.

Woke up quick at about noon
Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begins
Before my mother starts bitchin' about my friends
About to go and damn near went blind
Young niggaz on the pad throwin' up gang signs
I went in the house to get the clip
With my Mac10 on the side of my hip
I bailed outside and pointed my weapon
Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin
I jumped in the fo' hit the juice on my ride
I got front and back side to side
Then I let the alpine play
I was pumpin' new shit by NWA
It was "Gangster Gangster" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin' like this:

Cruisin' down the street in my 6-fo'
Jockin' the bitches, slappin' the hoe's
I went to the park to get the scoop
Knuckle-heads out there cold shootin' some hoop
A car pulls up, who can it be?
The fresh El Camino rollin Kilo G
He rolls down the window and he starts to say
It's all about makin' that G.T.A.

Cuz the boyz in the hood are alwayz hard
You come talkin' that trash and we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit
Don't quote me boy, cuz I ain't said shit ...

Bored as hell and I wanna get ill
So I go to a place where my homeboyz chill
The fellas out there try to make that dollar
I pulled up in the 6-fo' and hollered
greeted with a 40 and I start drinkin'
And from the 8-ball my breath start stinkin'
I gotta get my girl to rock that body
Before I left I hit the bacardi
Pulled to the house get her out of the pad
And the bitch said something to make me mad
She said somethin' that I couldn't believe
So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy ass weave
She started talkin' shit, would'nt you know?
I reached back like a pimp and slapped the hoe'
And her father stood up and he started to shout
So I threw a right-cross and knocked his old ass out

Cuz the boyz in the hood are alwayz hard
You come talkin' that trash and we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit'
Don't quote me boy, cuz I ain't said shit ...

Punk ass trippin in the dead of night
homies score and key is gonna fly, punk ass fly
<they rippin off everybody, man

For Swedish Chef

Kid A, Kid A
Kid A, Kid A
Everything
Everything
Everything
Everything in its right place
In its right place
In its right place
In its right place

Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon

Everything
Everything
Everything
Everything in its right place
In its right place
In its right place
Right place

There are two colours in my head
There are two colours in my head
What, what is that you tried to say?
What, what was that you tried to say?
Tried to say
Tried to say
Tried to say
Tried to say

Everything in its right place... (to end)

For Whisperlady

The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea
The memory of all that
No, no, they can't take that away from me

The way you smile just beams
The way you sing off key
The way you haunt my dreams
No, no, they can't take that away from me

We may never, never meet again
On that bumpy road to love
Still I'll always, always
Keep the memory of

The way you hold your knife
The way we dance till three
The way you've changed my life
Oh, no, they can't take that away from me
No, they can't take that away

We may never, never meet again
On that bumpy road to love
Still I'll always, always
Keep the memory of

The way you hold your knife
The way we dance till three
The way you've changed my life
No, no, they can't take that away from me
No, they can't take that away
They can't take that away
They can't take that away from me