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[CattyKid]

Well, I thoughtI'd start a thread with the best lyrical songs that we have heard.  The beat/artist doesn't really matter, just go for the words themselves.  Post the lyrics as well as artist.

I think I'll start with 2 songs that I love.

First, we have Rock Bottom by Eminem (this edges out 8 Mile  and Stan, in my mind).


A-yo!
This song is dedicated to all the happy people
All the happy people who have real nice lives
And who have no idea whats it like to be broke as fuck

[Verse One:]

I feel like I'm walking a tight rope, without a circus net
I'm popping perkasets, I'm a nervous wreck
I deserve respect; but I work a sweat for this worthless check
Bout to burst this tech, at somebody to reverse this debt
Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged
Full of venom and rage
Especially when I'm engaged
And my daughter's down to her last diaper
That's got my ass hyper
I pray that god answers, maybe I'll ask nicer
Watching ballers while they flossing in their pathfinders
These overnight stars becoming autograph signers
We'll all gone blow up and leave the past behind us
Along with the small fry's and average half pinters
While playa haters turn bitch like they have vaginas
Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us
Money will brainwash you and leave your ass mindless
Snakes slither in the grass spineless

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

That's Rock Bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That's Rock Bottom
When you want something bad enough you'll steal
That's Rock Bottom
When you feel you have had it up to here
Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear

[Verse Two:]

My life is full of empty promises
And broken dreams
I'm hoping things will look up
But there ain't no job openings
I feel discouraged hungry and malnourished
Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished
And I'm sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay
And I'm tired of being hired and fired the same day
But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game play
Cause when we die we know were all going the same way
It's cool to be player, but it sucks to be the fan
When all you need is bucks to be the man
Plus a luxury sedan
Too comfortable and roomy in a six
They threw me in the mix
With all these gloomy lunatics
Walk around depressed
And smoke a pound of ses a day
And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today
My daughter wants to throw the ball but I'm too stressed to play
Live half my life and throw the rest away

[Chorus]

There's people that love me and people that hate me
But it's the evil that made me this backstabbing, deceitful, and shady
I want the money, the women, the fortune, and the fame
That Means I'll end up burning in hell scorching in flames
That means I'm stealing your checkbook and forging your name
Lifetime bliss for eternal torture and pain
Right now I feel like just hit the rock bottom
I got problems now everybody on my blocks got 'em
I'm screaming like those two cops when 2pac shot 'em
Holding two glocks, I hope your doors got new locks on 'em
My daughter's feet ain't got no shoes or sock's on 'em
And them rings you wearing look like they got a few rocks on 'em
And while you flaunting them I could be taking them to shops to pawn them
I got a couple of rings and a brand new watch you want 'em?
Cause I never went gold of one song
I'm running up on someone's lawns with guns drawn

[Chorus]







Second, we have Lose Yourself by Eminem as well.


Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Easy, no
He won't have it , he knows his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stagnant that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him

[Hook:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

The soul's escaping, through this hole that it's gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is borin, but superstardom's close to post mortem
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
His hoes don't want him no mo, he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it's old partna', but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da

[Hook]

No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got

[Hook]

You can do anything you set your mind to, man





Next, we have Changes by Tupac.  Once again, GREAT song.

Come on come on
I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself
is life worth living should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black
my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn about a negro
pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero
Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares
one less hungry mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers
give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other
It's time to fight back that's what Huey said
2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead
I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere
unless we share with each other
We gotta start makin' changes
learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers
and that's how it's supposed to be
How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?
I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
but things changed, and that's the way it is

[Bridge w/ changing ad libs]
Come on come on
That's just the way it is
Things'll never be the same
That's just the way it is
aww yeah
[Repeat]

[2]
I see no changes all I see is racist faces
misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
We under I wonder what it takes to make this
one better place, let's erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right
'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight
and only time we chill is when we kill each other
it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other
And although it seems heaven sent
We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh
It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact
the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks
But some things will never change
try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game
Now tell me what's a mother to do
bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you
You gotta operate the easy way
"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way
sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
Well hey, well that's the way it is

[Bridge]

[Talking:]
We gotta make a change...
It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live
and let's change the way we treat each other.
You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do
what we gotta do, to survive.

[3]
And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace
It's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East
Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs
so the police can bother me
And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do
But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you
Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up,
crack you up and pimp slap you up
You gotta learn to hold ya own
they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone
But tell the cops they can't touch this
I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this
That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool
my mama didn't raise no fool
And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped
& I never get to lay back
'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs
some buck that I roughed up way back
comin' back after all these years
rat-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh

[Bridge 'til fade]

[lostboyz]

go read any of the tool lyrics, maynard is an amazing writer IMO

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Rap isn't exactly my taste, when I just read it its good, but when I listen to it I don't know, not my cup of tea.

Tool is awesome.

But Brand New's Jesse Lacey is a lyrical genius IMO.
Example:

Me Vs. Maradona Vs. Elvis
Songs about sex, and how Jesse doesn't want to be like Elvis and Maradona, have it all and loose it.

QUOTE

With one or two I get used to the room
We go slow when we first make our moves
By five or six bring you out to the car
Number nine with my head on the bar

And it's sad, but true
Out of cash and I.O.U's

I've got desperate desires and unadmirable plans
My tongue will taste of gin and malicious intent
Bring you back to the bar
Get you out of the cold
A sober, straight face gets you out of your clothes
And they're scared that we know
All the crimes they'll commit
Who they'll kiss before they get home

I will lie awake
Lie for fun and fake the way I hold you
Let you fall for every empty word I say

Barely conscious in the door where you stand
Your eyes are fighting sleep while your mouth makes its demands
You laugh at every word trying hard to be cute
I almost feel sorry for what I'm going to do
And your hair smells of smoke
Who will cast the first stone?
You can sin or spend the night all alone

Brass buttons on your coat hold the cold
In the shape of a heart that they cut out of stone
You're using all your looks that you've thrown from the start
If you let me have my way I swear I'll tear you apart
Cause it's all you can be
You're a drunk and you're scared
It's ladies night, all the girls drink for free

I will lie awake
And lie for fun and fake the way I hold you
Let you fall for every empty word I say

I will lie awake
And lie for fun and fake the way I hold you
Let you fall for every empty word I say

I will lie awake
And lie for fun and fake the way I hold you
Let you fall for every empty word I say

Another example:
I Will Play My Game Beneath The Spin Light
Amazing song, the words make me shiver.

QUOTE

The time has come for colds and overcoats.
We're quiet on the ride,
we're all just waiting to get home.
Another week away, my greatest fear.
I need the smell of summer,
I need its noises in my ears.
If looks could really kill,
then my profession would be staring.
Please know we do this cause we care
and not for the thrill.
Collect calls to home
to tell them that I realize
that everyone who lives will someday die
and die alone.

And we won't let you in.
Though we're down and out.
No we won't let you in.
You win, you win, you win.

I wrote more postcards than hooks.
I read more maps than books.
Feel like every chance to leave
is another chance I should have took.
Every minute is a mile.
I've never felt so hollow.
I'm an old abandoned church with broken pews
and empty aisles.
My secrets for a buck.
Watch me as I cut myself wide open
on this stage. Yes, I am paid
to spill my guts. I won't see home till spring.
Oh, I would kill for the Atlantic,
but I am paid to make girls panic
while I sing.

And we won't let you in.
Though we're down and out.
No we won't let you in.
And we won't let you in.
We don't want what isn't ours.
We won't let you in.
You win, you win, you win.

And the coastline is quiet.
While we're quietly losing control.
And we're silent but sure
we inventened the cure
that will wash out my memories of her.
"The harpoon is loaded. The cage is lowered.
The water is red."
Like you, like you.

And we won't let you in.
Though we're down and out.
No we won't let you in.
And we won't let you in.
We don't want what isn't ours.
We won't let you in.
You win, you win, you win.

Another amazing lyricist Nick Thomas of The Spill Canvas, he makes you feel like whatever he is feeling. He uses great metaphors and similies (I didn't know whether it was metaphor or similie so I put both).

Heres a good example, read the bolded parts especially.

Sunsets And Carcrashes

QUOTE

I see a sense of wonder deep inside your eyes
As we're sparkling and twirling in the twilight
And after three long years, I think that we both need this
So we seal the deal in the parking lot with a kiss

And in case you
And in case you were wondering, you are like a sunset to me
You're all kinds of beautiful as you end my day
And you sweetly retire as stars chase you away

I'd collapse to the grass, with your notes ringing in my head
Let the rain fill my mouth, and in a couple hours I'll be dead
But all the while my lips are whistling our tune
But the beauty lies in how you will revive me soon

And in case you, and in case you
And in case you were wondering, you are like a sunset to me
You're all kinds of beautiful as you end my day
And you sweetly retire as the stars chase you away

And in case you were wondering, you are like a sunset to me
You're all kinds of beautiful as you end my day
And you sweetly retire as the stars chase you away

And in case you were wondering, you are like a hurricane to me
Your violence is beautiful, and your center sweet
Now tell me this, do you know how we'd meet?

And in case you were wondering, you are everything to me (to me)

And by the way, they're both amazing guitarists.

[afruff23]

Any specific Tool reccomendations? I have Eulogy, Aenema(song), Forty-six and Two. Is the new album any good?

[killerbootsman]

QUOTE(lostboyz @ Jun 13 2006, 12:20 PM)

go read any of the tool lyrics, maynard is an amazing writer IMO

QUOTE(SC2 @ Jun 13 2006, 01:03 PM)

Tool is awesome.

But Brand New's Jesse Lacey is a lyrical genius IMO.

 Maynard James
 Jesse Lacey
 Thom Yorke
 
 3 of the best lyricists ever
 
 My favorite is Brand New's Untitled Track 3 of their Fight Off Your Demos CD. You'll have to excuse it if their are a couple of errors, I didn't get it from a website, just copied from listening to it.
 

QUOTE

 So the air's getting colder
 And the news keeps up scared
 I still wrestle this summer
 In the bones of our tired blistered hands
 Cus tonight, we got drinks
 Just a couple of friends
 And the girl my that brother likes
 Is finally talkin to him
 And his chest is all swelled
 Like he's proud and happy
 He's got a great idea
 Like he's makin' a memory
 
 Chorus
 Wake up, and come out to the car
 Theirs an east swell comin
 And it's howlin' off shore
 And we'll be...
 Lying like lions, out in the sand
 But I'll be dead.
 Before you put a gun to my brother's head.
 
 So we make jokes back home
 And we lighten the mood
 Growin' up my parents
 Sending the kids to fight
 Now with the war, you can tell their a little shook up
 Just a few mother's sons
 Will really never be enough
 Until half of our names
 Are etched out in the wall
 And the other half ruined
 From the things we saw.
 
 Chorus
 Wake up, and come out to the car
  Theirs an east swell comin
  And it's howlin' off shore
  And we'll be...
  Lying like lions, out in the sand
  But I'll be dead.
  Before you put a gun to my brother's head.
 (x2)
 
 

 A great song about the war, and how it's effect on the families of the soliders.
 
 Best CD to date from Brand New.


 
 
 
 
 

QUOTE(afruff23 @ Jun 15 2006, 08:12 PM)

Any specific Tool reccomendations? I have Eulogy, Aenema(song), Forty-six and Two. Is the new album any good?

 Everything
 
 My favorites:
 Schism (Lateralus)
 Sober (Undertow)
 Forty-Six & 2 (Aenima)
 Third Eye (Aenima)
 Message to Harry Manback funny (Aenima)
 The Pot (10,000 days)
 

[soupy_31]

If you guys know what the cold war is (which most of you do, I'm sure.) then you will find that 99 Red Balloons is really good. Along with Stairway to Heaven.

[CattyKid]

QUOTE(comedycutie67 @ Jun 15 2006, 08:28 PM)

I always use "Loose Yourself" to get motivated for something.

Yeah, me too, ALL the time.  Lose Yourself, Soldier, and 'Till I Collapse (I'm spillin' these raps...).


Some of these songs sound great guys, keep them coming!  I may have to buy a few.

QUOTE

If you guys know what the cold war is (which most of you do, I'm sure.) then you will find that  99 Red Balloons  is really good. Along with Stairway to Heaven. smile.gif

Wow, Soupy, those are some great lyrics.  I'd never heard it in English before (though MANY times in German, though I don't speak it...), VERY good.

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QUOTE(killerbootsman @ Jun 16 2006, 03:27 AM)

M
 
 My favorite is Brand New's Untitled Track 3 of their Fight Off Your Demos CD. You'll have to excuse it if their are a couple of errors, I didn't get it from a website, just copied from listening to it.
 
 A great song about the war, and how it's effect on the families of the soliders.
 
Best CD to date from Brand New.
 
 
 

I'd have to disagree, good CD, but Deja Entendu is amazing, same with Your Favourite Weapon. This is a really good CD though, this can't be all of it too, 9 songs? Im sure itll be fine tuned an mastered perfectly on its released. Hey they start mastering a day before my birthday! (July13 is my birthday) Then I get to see them on the 22nd


 

QUOTE(killerbootsman @ Jun 16 2006, 03:27 AM)

Maynard James
 Jesse Lacey
 Thom Yorke
 
 3 of the best lyricists ever

Ill agree with you here

[killerbootsman]

QUOTE(SC2 @ Jun 16 2006, 04:25 PM)

I'd have to disagree, good CD, but Deja Entendu is amazing, same with Your Favourite Weapon. This is a really good CD though, this can't be all of it too, 9 songs? Im sure itll be fine tuned an mastered perfectly on its released. Hey they start mastering a day before my birthday! (July13 is my birthday) Then I get to see them on the 22nd


 

Ill agree with you here

 Yeah, you're right,  It's probably not better then Deja Entendu, but I think it just seems better to me right now, because I'm just in need of new Brand New songs

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QUOTE(killerbootsman @ Jun 17 2006, 06:22 AM)

Yeah, you're right,  It's probably not better then Deja Entendu, but I think it just seems better to me right now, because I'm just in need of new Brand New songs

We all are    but im seeing them play at Kool Haus in July!! IM SO PUMPED, god i missed them. And im so glad there back  

[HamSandwhich]

Eradykate --- Sodomize The Armless Child With A Pneumatic Drill


There was a family which had an armless child ;
By chance they lived in myeighbourhood,
And I used to peep at their poor little spawn through the window,
In the bathroom while his mother was washing him.

Oh! I was filled with lust, as I witness the scene ;
Lookin’ at this creature with an unperfect body,
I wanna fuck !!!

‘Cause it is exciting,
An asshole to be fucked
An no arm to defend it;
It’d be fantastic to see blood runnin’ from his anus
With every piston stroke I’d give this armless child !

But do you think he will get
Enough pain from my cock?
No, sure, it’d be better if the work is done
With a pneumatic drill !!!

So once I decided to do it, to screw him
With a pneumatic drill a workman had left on the street
(For my own pleasure, maybe !)

I filled my bag with an axe, hammers, knives, beers,
Razor blades and of course the mighty pneumatic drill,
Then I was ready for a bloody fuck-party !

Breakin’ open the door, I enter the home
-Violate !
The father tries to stop my hate, my axe shows him the way
-Treppanning !
The mother cries to loud for me ; I slice her throat open
-Blood disgorges !
Witnessing that carnage, the orphaned child panicks
-Armless, harmless !

Undressesd armless child, waiting for the drill
Violently flatenned against the table
Stump by way of arms, it looks like a worm
I show no mercy and began to bore
My pneumatic drill going through the ass
Excites me so much that I ejaculate!
A viscous liquid spurts on my face
From the quivering butthole - Rectal carnage !

Now my tool is fainting, I flooded the motor with blood guts,
But nothin's better than finishing the work by hand :
My hammer grinds the cracked coccyx and crushes the sacrum
After the butchery, I can feel the fortitude of a beer !

[Lpk32187]

Tool - Schism and pretty much any other Tool/APC song.

Metallica - Fade To Black

Zep - Stairway To Heaven

And ton's of others.

[metaldevil]

Master of Puppets ~ Metallica

End of passion play,
Crumbling away,
I’m your source of self-destruction,
Veins that pump with fear,
Sucking darkest clear,
Leading on your deaths' construction

Taste me you will see,
More is all you need,
You’re dedicated to,
How I’m killing you

Come crawling faster,
Obey your master,
Your life burns faster,
Obey your master,
Master

Master of puppets, I’m pulling your strings,
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams,
Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing,
Just call my name ‘cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name ‘cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master

Needlework the way,
Never you betray,
Life of death becoming clearer,
Pain monopoly,
Ritual misery,
Chop your breakfast on a mirror

Taste me you will see,
More is all you need,
You’re dedicated to,
How I’m killing you

Come crawling faster,
Obey your master,
Your life burns faster,
Obey your master,
Master

Master of puppets, I’m pulling your strings,
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams,
Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing,
Just call my name 'cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name 'cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master

Master, master,
Where’s the dreams that I’ve been after?
Master, master,
You promised only lies,
Laughter, laughter,
All I hear or see is laughter
Laughter, laughter,
Laughing at my cries

Fix me!


Hell is worth all that,
Natural habitat,
Just a rhyme without a reason,
Never-ending maze,
Drift on numbered days,
Now your life is out of season

I will occupy,
I will help you die,
I will run through you,
Now, I rule you, too

Come crawling faster,
Obey your master,
Your life burns faster,
Obey your master,
Master

Master of puppets, I’m pulling your strings,
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams,
Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing,
Just call my name 'cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name 'cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master

QUOTE(soupy_31 @ Jun 15 2006, 11:07 PM)

99 Red Balloons is really good.

Goldfinger did the best rendition of that song.

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QUOTE(metaldevil @ Jun 21 2006, 11:11 AM)

Goldfinger did the best rendition of that song.

I agree with you 100%

And in the Track 3 in Fight Off Your Demons, he says:

QUOTE

I'll be dead before you put a gun in my brother's hands

Just been listenin to it non stop .

[killerbootsman]

QUOTE

And in the Track 3 in Fight Off Your Demons, he says:


Just been listenin to it non stop .

 my bad.