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Anybody got any lyrics that they want the other members here to rate? Don't be shy, we can't laugh anyway!

ummmm ok...

CunninLynguists- Doin' Alright


I'll be doin' alright. I'll be doin' ok
And as long as I can live to see another day
I'll be doin alright. I'll be doin ok


Back in the sixteenth century ... way way back in the day
Nostradamus predicted the end of the world would be on May
5th... 1999 and I don't know how
But as I'm writing this that's only one day from right now
What the ****! I pull up to Shell in my truck
Look up, "nah... Earth ain't about to erupt"
Open my door, get up, slam it shut, "Marv, what up
Let me get a bag of ice and a stack of plastic cups"
For a minute we chat 'bout life and all o that
then we dap. "Check you out tomorrow night, I'll be back"
Grab a beadie and light it, turn the key and start driving
back off into the night and then I start to get frightened
thinking "Damn! My whole life I was just a dreamer
I never got to put on a show in a packed arena
I wanted to go on Rap City and act witty
but all I ever did was put up with hoes who act shitty
What a wack pity! Was I choosin a road
that didn't get me there in time and now we losin our globe?
Hold up I'm losin control. Think realistically on it
What could **** up a planet in one day without warning?
And even if the world does end and I can be mad at guys
cause life coulda been much worse. At least I'm satisfied
At least my dad's alive married to my mother
I have a sister and friends that I could call my brothers
At least I have life. Some people, their life was stolen
Set up for a crime and behind bars is where they hold em
We got kids killin kids cause Earth is cold
Women using abortions as a form of birth control
It hurts the soul and leaves a scar on your conscience
but it's a blessing that I made it through this nonsense
So even if this will be my last night
at least when it's over I'll be doin alright...



Back in the 16th century, way way back in the day
nostradamous predicted the world would be on may
5th, 99, tree years later and change
the World Trades frame got struck by planes
looking like God unleashed his fury and rained flames
exchanged pain for how America came to fame
cluthing my brain, my sense of security changed
usually confidence was pure in me, now fear in my veins
said "any of this shit could brang nuclear weapons
...any of this shit could end at any second"
if the Commander in Chief couldn't insure our protection
that's no more additions to my memory's collection
missing me and my girls matrimonial connection
no child and videotapin' her first steppings
or growing old and teaching grandchildren lifes lessons
but thankfully I got saved during them church sessions
so I thank God for earth's blessings... health
not alot of wealth, but alot of peace within my self
not a whole lot of forgotten pieces upon the shelf
disclipline from loving parents, though they raised me
by the belt
when I was young, I was wild
(life) took it for granted
(nights) living outlandish
(christ) hope he could stand it
now I do right.. wherever I can manage
the devil was eating me alive but I climbed out of that sandwich
now possibly on the verge of having everything vanish
feeling as if I didn't do anything as I planned it
like I was trying to live my life right, but somebody panned it
but I still had love, when down helping hands lifted
me up, outta the mud, outta the muck
and outta the dark and attitude when I didn't give a ****
from them days in the park, alone, drinking gin by the cup
through an exitless maze, wandering and constantly stuck
the blessings were always there, I just chose to ignore them
shit started getting sweeter when I learned to explore them
wasn't selfish with them, trying to stretch and contort them
and didn't let the world get to them first and distort them
so as I.. kick back and ponder on armeggedon
and I... spit raps about where my life could've been headin'
I.. admit that.. I do have a wonderful life
so if this night was my last, i'll be doin' alright

HA HA!!! (I'm not laughing at you by the way!)

THAT IS SO COOL! Where the hell did you come up with those lyrics, they kick ass!

CunninLynguists (underground hip hop group)

www.cunninlynguists.com

your grandma's a cunninlynguist fan

http://www.cunninlynguists.com/viewpic.php?pid=00000015

I think he means lyrics that people wrote themselves...

ooooooo!!!! then in that case

HH- Reason for my Living

i like to sacrifice people, you dont know me
ill hunt you down like Stalin did to Trotsky

clapping

if you search lirics you should find a post with alot of members lyrics posted

heres the link
here

thank you thank you

we should start a group

Hockey's gone off the deep end again
He's gone insane like crack cocaine

Revan has gone off the edge, mad scientist in a lab
he's running naked out in the streets catching a cab

What's that Hockey, do I hear a diss?
That was weaker than Steven Hawking as he falls down the abyss

that wasn't a diss but u can accept it as it is
your rhymes are poor quality like 50 cent takin a pop quiz

*gasps from crowd*

50's rhymes are real weak but not so much as yours
You sound like you got shellshock in the Napoleonic Wars

*gasps*

does this mean war

Napoleonic Wars, man that was the past years
now im making people mad like i was Silver Tears

:?

EINSTEIN TECH N9NE!!

Silver Tears? Come on, that's like sayin Darth Vader makes you horny
Irene's about as maddening as forest moss is thorny

funny too hear you mentioned horny
since you like half naked men singing KORNy

HockeyHorror misused the word "too"
He's goin' back to his preteen years like blink-182

too, so funny ill laugh cuz ur rhymes are rusted
breaking through your brain straight to your bicuspid

these rhymes are real soft, and i dont mean to diss,
but it sounds like me in the morning, taking a piss.

Rust comes from iron being oxidized
Your rhymes are stale like they was fossilized

fossilized thats what happened to your mind since the day your rhymed
now im released carbonized lyrics u worthless from the day your climbed

releasing*

heres a song that i wrote

terra

terra
betrayed be god
terra
betrayed by god
terra
betrayed by god
terra

take a look inside of a mirrors eyes
tell me do you see some you like
to religion you devote all of life
but when night fall comes you give your self to so many guys

then the next day
you pray all you sins away
all in the comfort
of your churche and your cross
when realalize
and see through all the lies
but in the end its your soul that is lost

terra
betrayed be god
terra
betrayed by god
terra
betrayed by god
terra
betrayed by god

you condem the way that i live my life
well take alook at your self becuese its just not right
up on your high horse living a lie
i see through you mask and your ****ing diguise

you can help your self some more
deep inside your core
just wait pataintly
and quit trying to
change me
all will be told in time

terra
betrayed be god
terra
betrayed by god
terra
betrayed by god
terra
betrayed by god

as the end, it draws nearer, many can't help, help but fear, for everything, that's so dear
{god}
freedom is here, already rung, many will be, they will be hung, it will be death, the song you sung
{lies}

many will be, barried alive, it is to live, that you will strive, only with luck, will you survive
{god}
the fear of death, keeps you alive, killing you, helps me survive, your suffering, will help me strive
{lies}

you'll say you'll pray for me and i cannot see why
you say i need saving and im mix up inside
i wish you would take a minute and just step back
and see what say just might be right

you can open your minds door
stop being such a whore
you time is now
the end is near
say you last prair hope it helps my dear

terra
betrayed be god
terra
betrayed by god
terra
betrayed by god
terra
betrayed by god

that was great

Your lyrics are unintelligible like the dude from Limp Bizkit
You sound like you been eatin' sawdust off the floor from the place they serve briskit

hi guys im sendin my lyrics in the nxt message.tell me if its good, n also rate for 10

FREAKY NUMBERS
by FIZENVI

chorus:

(starts out wit a slow n different phase)

one n two,goin out wit u
three n four,lets get on the floor
five n six,gona fuk up tis *****
seven n eight,yo i ain't no bait

(Dude stop sigin like a sukey n start sigin like fizenvy)

(K here v go)

verse 1:
u look weak so u dont wana b a chatter(1)
wat the fuk if evry1 says u r a little fatter(2)
most of them r bigger,so looks dont matter(3)
so ur girlfriend said nomore can u both clatter(4)
let me at her,i'll make her bleed through her blatter(5)
u shulda told 2 the little *****,"u r notin but an itch n also(6)
u just got switched to the star of bewitched,(7)
and ditched by a guy who doesnt like to be bitched(8)
u r just a clitched who's turned into a evil witched(9)
i found a gal who doesnt need to b twitched"(10)
wow!she's got a great bum and aint so dum,srry girl nomore u get my cum(11)
ya go on u wana call me a mother fuker,i hv no problema(12)
but nxt momenta i'll change into incredible hulk,like he just got hit by gamma(13)
n make u'look like a llama starin at ur feet in the hospital's coma(14)
and u'll get a free statement tat makes u a go into dilemma(15)
which goes like hey let me think oh ya i just nailed ur momma.yo.(16)

chorus:

one n two,goin out wit u
three n four,lets get on the floor
five n six,gona fuk up tis *****
seven n eight,yo i ain't no bait

(Yo once again)

one n two,goin out wit u
three n four,lets get on the floor
five n six,gona fuk up tis *****
seven n eight,yo i ain't no bait

verse 2:
y do they pik on the guy,wit a bad hair due(1)
but leve the ashol who,sticks 2 the girls like glue.(2)
but wat i do know is he too,is a pimp and belive me tat's true;(3)
he looks like he just escaped from the zoo,he's the leader of man-whore crew(4)
he fuked the chimps wich made them say woo hoo,wile the asses said boooboooo(5)
smoke smoke like a goof,i hit u like i had a raindeer hoof(6)
im hiddin on your roof,wonder how to make u disappear boof boof(7)
i don't wana look like a doof, ur momma's shoutin woof woof,(8)
im better than all u cats in da hood,i'm never gona get booed(9)
u say u r betta til i come on ya block n spit on ur mic(10)
u better check ur clock cuz wen i come,tere aint gona b notin but a cyke(11)
i make ya hit the botom and say "c ya at autumn",im at da top of tis block nigga(12)
so u better run and strt buckin up cuz im the new rapper u digga(13)
im gona do sometin in rap so bigga,tat's gona make pamela's **** look like a pair of chigga.(14)
as a kid i wanted to be a famous rapper,and have a album named after(15)
tell ur mommy to change ur diaper,bow down to me cuz im greater.yo(16)

chorus:

one n two,goin out wit u
three n four,lets get on the floor
five n six gona,fuk up tis *****
seven n eight,yo i ain't no bait

(Yo once again )

one n two,goin out wit u
three n four,lets get on the floor
five n six,gona fuk up tis *****
seven n eight,yo i ain't no bait


verse 3:
i gotta story to tell,u better listen to me,if he's ur boyfrend u better never call me(1)
im gona jump from empire state cuz tat's so tall,as i wana fall,(2)
cuz if he's ur nigga, sure he aint got a ball(3)
georgi better chill if he's gona capture saddam hussain(4)
better he not show up here or his face would go down my drain(5)
he dunno how much the people r in pain,here blood is pourin like its a rain(6)
we know tat he aint got no brain,after tis wats he gonna gain(7)
i used 2 b wit black ****,but wat i found was he aint got his nut(8)
as they were just cut,like a ball goin in a golf course putt(9)
by a ***** who always says shut,cuz he didnt eat her butt,(10)
wen i was kid i was like a funk,so evry1 called me a chunk,i always tried to make a slam dunk(11)
but my teacher wanted me to flunk,thanks to her all i am is drunk(12)
i know tat im just a punk,shut up cuz u aint notin but a piece of junk(13)
ewww did u just fuk the nun,wat's tat u put in one of her bun(14)
dont tel me,cuz am gona b number one,so tat's it dude tis is done(15)
i gotta a gun,so u better run,im gona shoot ya cuz u aint no fun.yo.(16)

chorus:

one n two,goin out wit u
three n four,lets get on the floor
five n six,gona fuk up tis *****
seven n eight,yo i ain't no bait

(YO sing wit me dudes tis aint a song tis bout u)

one n two,goin out wit u
three n four,lets get on the floor
five n six,gona fuk up tis *****
seven n eight,yo i ain't no bait

(voice fadin away wile the voulme gets reduced)

one n two,goin out wit u
three n four,lets get on the floor
five n six,gona fuk up tis *****
seven n eight,yo i ain't no bait

( voice changes bak like the first chorus)

one n two,goin out wit u
three n four,lets get on the floor
five n six,gona fuk up tis *****
seven n eight,yo i ain't no bait

yo guys the chorus's 3rd line is fuk up tis biatch(bich)the site censored me

*psssst*

rate this shit...

Yo, ride in the nighttime, I'm high, got on my flight suit
Hood with the night sign, dark colors on
Pull up the block my brother's on
I hug him and we blow trees (sup nigga?) Scopin for police
Guns on our hip, fiends want a fix, stumblin tricks (right here)
We left the drug game alone
Brothers is jealous cause we still call the hood our home
What could you tell us?
At funerals my eyes swell up (damn)
Look at my dog lay in the casket
Twin shotgun barrels had blasted
And rest in peace for him, is all I could whisper
as I paid respect, kissed his face and felt hard skin
It's part of God's plan, but why so many niggaz have to die?
It's crowded in this place, let the priest and pastor by
Bandana covers my eye, I'm scopin through the room
I see killers and thieves, mob bosses and goons
And yet I feel responsible when my nigga's pronounced dead
inside the hospital, I wish there's somethin I could do, but..

no-prize for anybody who guesses where it from

MR. FIZENVI
BY FIZENVI


yo turn up the volume.turn up the voulume dipshit.
now tat's better,so can v start recordin,
wat the fuk,y didnt any 1 say tis,ashols.

verse 1:

yall the song starts here,so go n grab the best beer;(1)
tere's no need for any fear,when mr.fizenvi is near;(2)
i look pale n just escaped from da jail,i never fail;(3)
so fuk off or i'll stick ya nose wit my nail;(4)
stand in line i'll fuk yall in a row,may b i'll let ya take on my bro;(5)
evryone said i was only zero,but it doesnt matter cuz shady's my hero;(6)
i dreamed of rappin wit him,fuk!the place i grew was witout a rhythm;(7)
i once ripped an eye usin my thumb,shit,gota move cuz my ass is goin numb {awwwwwwwww};(8)
all ya raise ur hands n show the finger,then i'll praise ya n giv ya the ass winger;(9)
just go n pick up the ringer,yall know im the greatest singer;(10)
i'll dance even usin ur fukin pants,i can draw a gal from france;(11)
usin my gifted glance,but all i need is a single chance;(12)
i'll perfrorm in da world wide stage,put j-lo in a real tight cage(13)
tel her not 2 b afraid cuz she'll b paid,then fuk her up n make her happy cuz she just got laid;(14)
yall know wat comes next,so close ur nose n dont think of the hoes;(15)
let me choose my pose,cuz its the chorus n here it goes;(16)

chorus:

my names's mr.fizenvi,im da best u'll eva see; be rite bak cuz i gotta pee,im gona blow up the mtv;
so wil ya gals stop hittin me.yo.

(ya once again)

my names's mr.fizenvi,im da best u'll eva see; be rite bak cuz i gotta pee,im gona blow up the mtv;
so wil ya gals stop hittin me.yo.

verse 2:

yo tis is only the second verse,so dont stop all ur curse;(1) i just had my divorce,so move away or i'll giv ya a taste by cummin on ya face;(2)
u attack cuz i aint black,tat's it for talk n all tha smack;(3)
u r gona get a whack n get stabbed,fuk!its gona hurt like ya moma gave ya a ass crack;(4)
move ur ass away n make some hay cuz im goin to usa to lay;(5)
how could they choose clay n giv him a pay wen he laid a gay;(6)
i fuked one of the friends n she taught da new intercourse trendz;(7)
how could he leve her seein both her ends wit body like a benz;(8)
madonna's over forty seven but stil has body like a heaven;(9)
i think he made her drink in a tavern,n fuked her up a cavern;(10)
most of the celebrity ladies r in their thirties n forties,can i get one of them for nite plz;(11)
but in some cases like denise u hv to cease cuz they r 2 obese;(12)
i spent half my life hidin,but now's the time im gona b explodin;(13)
i aint gay but i nvr fuked tat makes a virgin,damn tat's my only fukin sin;(14)
its tat time again,tat of the counts n full of bounce,so hold ur grounds;(15)
n make some sounds as fast as oprah lost her 200 pounds;yo.(16)




chorus:

my names's mr.fizenvi,im da best u'll eva see; be rite bak cuz i gotta pee,im gona blow up the mtv;
so wil ya gals stop hittin me.yo.

(ya once again)

my names's mr.fizenvi,im da best u'll eva see; be rite bak cuz i gotta pee,im gona blow up the mtv;
so wil ya gals stop hittin me.yo.

verse 3:

im just a punk wit notin to listen to,tis album is gona make a record debut(1)
if u dont like me,then i'll hit ya wit my shoe,murder witout any clue n say FUK U(2)
i aint tryin to b funny,im gona fuk britney cuz she has some tight money;(3)
i dont kare bout bein cunny,will yall stop callin me honey;(4)
dont try to catch me cuz i'll just escape,ashols i aint goin down like in the movie wit da ape;(2)
paris hilton got a very good shape,but srry gal my album's gona sell faster than all ur sex tapes;(6)
dont start wit all ur visionary,im gona b a little more fiction scary;(7)
who says i say neva get married,my advice is just fuk teri or carrie n start ur hurry b4 u get burried;(8)
yall shuld b thankin tat i exist,u must hear tis song as it is;(9)
i cant beliv christina stil persists,cuz her songz r worser than me takin a pop quiz;(10)
im goin ta cause some pain n go insane like i took some crack cocaine;(11)
wil some1 plz strangle lil wayne wit my steel chain,cuz then i'll celebrate wit the best champaigne;(12)
i aint one of the nicks,so stop sukin the diks n hear tis mix cuz its full of tricks;(13)
i love goin into different conflicts,but remember im only into fukin hot chicks;(14)
tis is the end so dont just pretend,accept it tis is the best 5 mins u eva spent(15)
so one last time,to prove its worth ur dime,sing out ur soul(16)
n go outta control like u just fuked the hottie nicole,make it as loud as u can,n how does it flow;(17)


chorus:

my names's mr.fizenvi,im da best u eva see; be rite bak cuz i gotta pee,im gona blow up the mtv;
so wil ya gals stop hittin me.yo.

(ya once again)

my names's mr.fizenvi,im da best u'll eva see; be rite bak cuz i gotta pee,im gona blow up the mtv;
so wil ya gals stop hittin me.yo.

(ya one more time)

my names's mr.fizenvi,im da best u'll eva see; be rite bak cuz i gotta pee,im gona blow up the mtv;
so wil ya gals stop hittin me.yo.

(yo one last time)

my names's mr.fizenvi,im da best u'll eva see; be rite bak cuz i gotta pee,im gona blow up the mtv;
so wil ya gals stop hittin me.yo.


guess evry1 wants to get a piece of Mr.fizenvi,but lil fiz is gona kill evry1.
(mwahahahahahahahahahaha)

Intro
------
Am G Am

Fat and docile, big and dumb
They look so stupid, they aren't much fun
Cows aren't fun


They eat to grow, grow to die
Die to be et at the hamburger fry
Cows well done

Nobody thunk it, nobody knew
No one imagined the great cow guru
Cows are one

He hid in the forest, read books with great zeal
He loved Che Guevera, a revolutionary veal
Cow Tse Tongue

He spoke about justice, but nobody stirred
He felt like an outcast, alone in the herd
Cow doldrums

He mooed we must fight, escape or we'll die
Cows gathered around, cause the steaks were so high
Bad cow pun

But then he was captured, stuffed into a crate
Loaded onto a truck, where he rode to his fate
Cows are bummed

He was a scrawny calf, who looked rather woozy
No one suspected he was packing an Uzi
Cows with guns

They came with a needle to stick in his thigh
He kicked for the groin, he pissed in their eye
Cow well hung

Knocked over a tractor and ran for the door
Six gallons of gas flowed out on the floor
Run cows run!

He picked up a bullhorn and jumped up on the hay
We are free roving bovines, we run free today

We will fight for bovine freedom
And hold our large heads high
We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
Cows with guns

They crashed the gate in a great stampede
Tipped over a milk truck, torched all the feed
Cows have fun

Sixty police cars were piled in a heap
Covered in cow pies, covered up deep
Much cow dung

Black smoke rising, darkening the day
Twelve burning McDonalds, have it your way

We will fight for bovine freedom
And hold our large heads high
We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
Cows with guns

The President said "enough is enough

These uppity cattle, its time to get tough"
Cow dung flung

The newspapers gloated, folks sighed with relief
Tomorrow at noon, they would all be ground beef
Cows on buns

The cows were surrounded, they waited and prayed
They mooed their last moos,
they chewed their last hay
Cows out gunned

The order was given to turn cows to whoppers
Enforced by the might of ten thousand coppers
But on the horizon surrounding the shoppers

Came the deafening roar of chickens in choppers

We will fight for bovine freedom
And hold our large heads high
We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
Cows with guns

Laugh About It

Can you give me solid ground,
cause all my footsteps turn me down,
one by one.
Can you give me free advice,
I don't know if I can,
but I'll try to listen.
And I can blast friendship to hell,
or I can try to make things better.
They change the rules when it's my turn,
so they can laugh and watch me burn.

I can laugh about it,
or I can cry about it.
I should ignore the words you say.
Cause they can hurt,
but won't kill me
They can hurt,
but won't kill me.

They can hurt but won't kill me.

A fist full of the things you love.
Life's a quiz so cough it up.
Go on and cough it up now.
When the future's far away,
it's always better then today.
And everytime I'm having fun,
there's something I'm doing wrong.
And all these warning lights are lit,
but always after you need it.
Yeah well anyway

I can laugh about it,
I'd better try to laugh.
I can cry about it.
You'll never see me cry
I should ignore the words you say,
they can hurt,
but won't kill me
They can hurt,
but won't kill me.
They can hurt but won't kill me.

So I can laugh about it,
yeah I'd better try to laugh.
I can cry about it.
You know you'll never see me cry.
I should ignore the words you say.
They can hurt,
but won't kill me.
Cause they can hurt,
but won't kill me.
No they won't kill me.

Alright stop, grab a table and a menu
Ice is back in his oriental venue
Hungry, for a little chop suey
I want Chinese, not Hong Kong Phooey



Yo, can't decide
Column A, Column B,
I like fried

Barbecued spare rib my fingers I'm lickin'
Waitin for the main course, Kung Pow Chicken
SPICY, I mean hot like a stir fry
If you can't take it order Moo goo guy
PAN, means chicken and mushrooms
While your on the soup the food is here too soon
No substitute and betcha get hot tea
They say vegetable but that means, Snow Pea!
If I get dessert yo I deserve it
Check out the chow while the waiter serves it




Your eatin sweet and sour!
But you'll be hungry in less than an hour.
Use chopsticks it don't, it don't, matta
Fingers were made for a pu pu platter
Egg rollin' with egg foo young
My dinner is cookin like Connie Chung
Noodles on standby, Chow Mein nearby
EGGDROP!
No I'm a wonton soup guy
SOY SAUCE!
Hot mustard smokin my plate is clean
And my fortune cookie's broken
Bustin a bite of Mongolian Beef
Get a mint toothpick for my teeth
Take out, left over LOW MEIN!
If I eat any more I'll have a weight gain
If I get dessert yo I deserve it
Check out the chow while the waiter serves it





Yo man let's get outta here
Tip to the waitress

I'm drivin' a truck
Drivin' a big ol' truck
Pedal to the metal, hope I don't run out of luck
Rollin' down the highway until the break of dawn
Drivin' a truck with my high heels on

My diesel rig is northward bound
It's time to put that hammer down
Just watchin' as the miles go flyin' by
I'm ridin' twenty tons of steel
But it's sure hard to hold the wheel
While I'm still waiting for my nails to dry

Oh, I always gotta check my lipstick in that rear view mirror
And my pink angora sweater fits so tight
I'm jammin' gears and haulin' freight
Well, I sure hope my seams are straight
Lord, don't let my mascara run tonight

Because I'm drivin' a truck
Drivin' a big ol' truck
Smokey's on my tail and my accelerator's stuck
Got these eighteen wheels a-rollin' until the break of dawn
Drivin' a truck with my high heels on

Oh, I don't mind when my crotchless panties creep right up on me
And my nipple rings don't bother me too much
But when I hit those big speed bumps
My darling little rhinestone pumps
Keep slippin' off the mother-lovin' clutch

But still I'm drivin' a truck
Drivin' a big ol' truck
Headin' down the interstate, just tryin' to make a buck
Wearin' feather boas with sequins and chiffon
While I'm drivin' a truck with my high heels on

I'm drivin' a truck
Drivin' a truck
Got a load to carry and some eyebrows left to pluck
And I'm late for my appointment down at the hair salon
So I'll be drivin' a truck with my high heels on