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Post any lyrics in this thread.Here is the lyrics of an random song:
The Killers - When you were young

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now ... here he comes!

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined when you were young

Can we climb this mountain
I don't know
Higher now than ever before
I know we can make it if we take it slow
Let's take it easy
Easy now, watch it go

We're burning down the highway skyline
On the back of a hurricane that started turning
When you were young
When you were young

And sometimes you close your eyes
and see the place where you used to live
When you were young

They say the devil's water, it ain't so sweet
You don't have to drink right now
But you can dip your feet
Every once in a little while

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now here he comes

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined when you were young
(He talks like a gentlemen, like you imagined when)
When you were young

I said he doesn't look a thing like Jesus
He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But more than you'll ever know
 
These are the lyrics to a song by Kid Rock.I enjoy these lyrics.They are pretty funny,yet vulgar,at the same time.I guess thats what makes them so great.The song is Devil Without A Cause.


You knew that I was coming cause you heard my name
But you don't know my game and never felt my pain
Can't read my brain but you read my lips
And got scared when you heard that I was coming with hits
Now don't even trip, be a man instead
Give thanks I'm alive when I should be dead
I'm in the red cause my mind's distortin
People claimin that they know me, but they only know a portion
I'm a move mountains and touch the sun
Don't get scared now, you knew this day would come
So hold your bids, all bets are closed
And fuck all you hoes

Cause it's been a long time comin'
But I finally broke like an egg yolk I ain't no joke
Like some uncut dope motherfucker, Kid Rock's to blame
Same game, same name, ain't a damn thing changed
No sell-out, I ain't no hoe
Fuck the radio...comin from the R-O-M-E-O
Watch me throw like a fist of rage
Self made and paid and sawed off twelve gauges
Up that ass for the nine eight (nine eight)
Never fake, shake, straight from the Great Lakes
Seven years on wax comin correct
Flat out you diss me punk
That's when I pull a strap out
And I get to buck-buck-bucking...a fuck-fuck-fucking your hoes
Cause they know who's runnin' this shit, Top Dog I'm the C-E-O
Role model, your mother-fucking H-E-R-O
My motto, Be Cool...Keep Pimpin
Don't sleep, we roll deep in a Lincoln
Four Vogues on a hundred spokes
We bust Biltmore Beavers and Top Dog Coats
We float like butterflies, sting like queen bees
Strapped with A-K's straight from the Chinese
What the fuck's goin on in the D
Bunch of white boys pimpin like the K-I-D
And it's all good I got love for my honkeys
We roll thick kick ass like donkeys
Anybody fuck's with you and I'm gonna mack 'em

Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum

I'm going Platinum
I'm going Platinum
We're going platinum
Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum
Uh
Devil...Devil

Yeah we come to party, so get down everybody
(Come On)
Yeah we come to party

I went from St. Claire Shores and drink specials at Winners
To New York City and 700 dollar dinners
From hangin with sinners and second hand cheap sex
To gettin much respect from top record exec's
The cool Kid's comin up to call you out
So shut up now or put my balls in your mouth
Bet that ass hoss I ain't forgot
When I was tossed in the dime baby left to rot
Used to call me dummy when my nose was fucking runny
Now my fuckin' bunnies gettin' fuckin' Matchbox 20 money
Motherfuckers want to claim their down
But when I was broke and down I never seen them around
All the shit we talked, all the shit we dreamed
I did it without you got a brand new team
No triple beams it seems like a movie
Bought two cribs, droptop, and jacuzzi
No more fluzzies only high class hoes
Couple when it rains and a few when it snows
A brand new nose to go along with my habit
And a garden hose made out of 24 karat
Bought a couple parots that like to squak
And they sound like you and all the shit you talk
Step inside my shoes, you couldn't fill em doc
You're too old to kid too soft to rock
Already did what most love shout
Seven years on wax and I still ain't sold out
And there ain't no doubt...in my mind
That I'm gonna stomp all over you test of time

I'm go platinum
I'm go platinum
I'm go platinum
Were going platinum
Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum
Uh
Devil
Come on
Devil
Uh...Uh
Devil

Straight out of the streets of Taylor

3 foot high...ready to get fly...Joe C
I'm the J-O-E to the C hoe
Call me Joe C got more game than Coleco
I'm a freak hoe call me sick
Three foot nine with a ten foot dick
The ladies pick, I'm a crazy hick
And rake through kind like a bum through wine
It's my time so I'm gonna shine like lead
Old as piss, but small as ass
Watch me pass smoke some hash
You're raking grass while I'm raking cash
High-ass voice like Aaron Nevelle
And I'm down with The Devil

Say we like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
You like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
You like to party, rock the party
Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum
Uh...Uh
Come on
Uh...Uh...Uh...Uh
Hahahahaha
 
Oh, oh Shawn

I think I'm cute.
I know I'm sexy.
I've got the looks,
That drive the girls wild
I've got the moves, that really move 'em.
I send chills up.
Up and down their spines.

I'm just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I'm not your boy toy,
Boy toy
I'm just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I'm not your boy toy,
Boy toy

I make 'em hot.
I make 'em shiver.
Their knees get weak,
Whenever I'm around.
They see me walk,
They hear me talk,
I make 'em feel,
Like they're on cloud nine

I'm just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I'm not your boy toy,
Boy toy
I'm just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I'm not your boy toy,
Boy toy

Eat your heart out girls
Hands off the merchandise
 
Good God Becca :lmao:

Anyways onto a song that I've listened to a lot lately. Not because of anything but because its a damn good song IMO

Katie, don't cry, I know
You're trying your hardest
And the hardest part is letting go
Of the nights we shared
Ocala is calling and you know it's haunting
But compared to your eyes, nothing shines quite as bright
And when we look to the sky, its not mine, but i want it so

Let's not pretend like you're alone tonight
(I know he's there)
You're probably hanging out and making eyes
(while across the room, he stares)
I bet he gets the nerve to walk the floor
And ask my girl to dance, and she'll say yes

Because these words were never easier for me to say
Or her to second guess
But I guess
That I can live without you but
Without you I'll be miserable at best

You're all that I hoped I'd find
In every single way
And everything I could give
Is everything you couldn't take
Cause nothing feels like home, you're a thousand miles away
And the hardest part of living
Is just taking breaths to stay

Because I know I'm good for something
I just haven't found it yet
But I need it

So let's not pretend like you're alone tonight
(I know he's there)
You're probably hanging out and making eyes
(while across the room, he stares)
I bet he gets the nerve to walk the floor
And ask my girl to dance, and she'll say yes

Because these words were never easier for me to say
Or her to second guess
But I guess
That I can live without you but
Without you I'll be miserable at best

Ladada ladada ladadaoh ohhh

And this will be the first time in a week
That I'll talk to you
And I can't speak
It's been three whole days since I've had sleep
Because I dream of his lips on your cheek
And I got the point that I should leave you alone
But we both know that I'm not that strong
And I miss the lips that made me fly

So let's not pretend like you're alone tonight
(I know he's there)
You're probably hanging out and making eyes
(while across the room, he stares)
I bet he gets the nerve to walk the floor
And ask my girl to dance, and she'll say yes

Because these words were never easier for me to say
Or her to second guess
But I guess
That I can live without you but
Without you I'll be miserable
And I can live without you
But without you I'll be miserable
And I can live without you
Oh, without you I'll be miserable at best
 
This is the song I was listening to when I opened this thread..
Lake of Fire - Nirvana

"Where do bad folks go when they die
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
see them again 'till the Fourth of July

I knew a lady who came from Duluth
Bitten by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave just a little too soon
Threw a late howl at the yellow moon

Where do bad folks go when they die
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
see them again 'till the Fourth of July

People cry and people moan
Look for a dry place to call their home
Try to find some place to rest their bones
While the angels and the devils try to make 'em their own

Where do bad folks go when they die
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
see them again 'till the Fourth of July"
 
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The lyrics are there you just have to listen to the song to get them.
 
Oh, oh Shawn

I think I'm cute.
I know I'm sexy.
I've got the looks,
That drive the girls wild
I've got the moves, that really move 'em.
I send chills up.
Up and down their spines.

I'm just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I'm not your boy toy,
Boy toy
I'm just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I'm not your boy toy,
Boy toy

I make 'em hot.
I make 'em shiver.
Their knees get weak,
Whenever I'm around.
They see me walk,
They hear me talk,
I make 'em feel,
Like they're on cloud nine

I'm just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I'm not your boy toy,
Boy toy
I'm just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I'm not your boy toy,
Boy toy

Eat your heart out girls
Hands off the merchandise

I should of known you would post those lyrics.
 
The itsy bitsy spider
Climbed up the waterspout

Down came the rain
And washed the spider out.

Out came the sun
And dried up all the rain

So the itsy-bitsy spider
Climbed up the spout again!
 
originally posted by TheOneBigWill
The itsy bitsy spider
Climbed up the waterspout

Down came the rain
And washed the spider out.

Out came the sun
And dried up all the rain

So the itsy-bitsy spider
Climbed up the spout again!

lol thats hilarious
 
I hate emos and emo music they cut theirselves ISSUES

Come to think of it, weren't you the guy who made the Benoit crack? :glare: You know what this is...

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You're on it.

And I'm not emo. Well, I don't think. Besides that.. I know I don't cut myself (intentionally) however even if I did.. clearly there is a reason. :lmao:
 
Yo VIP let's kick it

Ice ice baby
Ice ice baby
All right stop collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop yo I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance go rush to the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it you better gain weight
You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

CHORUS
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla

Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in and the vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point to the point no faking
I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning them if you ain't quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi-hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 5.0
With my rag-top down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby waving just to say hi
Did you stop no I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
The block was dead
Yo so I continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're so full of eight balls
Gunshots rang out like a bell
I grabbed my nine all I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car slammed on the gas
Bumpet to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene you know what I mean
They passed me up confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

REPEAT CHORUS

Take heed 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed
This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast other DJs say damn
If my rhyme was a drug I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while DJ revolves it

Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby (oh-oh) vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla ice
Yo man let's get out of here
Word to your mother
Ice ice baby too cold
Ice ice baby too cold too cold
Ice ice baby too cold too cold
 
Post the WZ badass lyrics


Are you scared?

Mod With A Cause
And I'm back with the ban button
And Jonny B slacks
Thirty pack of green reps
One Hundred packs of red
No mercy and the infractions flow
The chosen one
I'm the living proof
With the gift of Ban
From the city of truth
I jabbed and stabbed
And knocked critics back
And I did not stutter when I said that
I'm coming back
Sellin infractions
I did this
One million times
And still they ill
They wanna see me fry
I guess because Only Y2 Jake Knows Why
Why why why why

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
They call me future admin, I'm the mod in black
So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at
Say hey hey
Let me hear where your at and say hey hey
I'm givin it back, so say hey hey
Show me some metal and say
Hey hey hey hey
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Gat!!!!!
Fuck all y'all

I like Echelon and Shocky
CM, Y2 Jake and the king Jonny B
Bans, Infractions and Red reps
Wes never showed me love
Yeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh
Pass that bottle around
Got the ban from Socal
Soul from LA
The underground stoned fuckin pimp
With posts that mack and slap back the whack
Never gay, no way,
Because I rock with Melina's Ass!
WWE, Tna
UFC is trash
I like Wrestling and not MMA
Mma Mma Mma Mma Mma

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
They call me future admin, I'm the mod in black
So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at
Say hey hey
Let me hear where your at and say hey hey
I'm givin it back, so say hey hey
Show me some metal and say
Hey hey hey hey
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Gat!!!!!


Yeah, I saw your post
Made about much sense as a Big Wes boast
When you gonna learn sucker
You just can't fuck with
Twisted moooooddddddd...BANNER
Baaaaannnnnneeeeeerrrrr

I'm an... Wrestlezone Bad Ass
Watch me ban
You can roll with Death
Or you can *mod edit*
I'm a porno flick, I'm like amazing grace
I'm gonna fuck some hoe's after I ban this bitch
Super fly, livin double wide
Pumped Up my PC
So I can watch naked chicks ride
Full ram to share
Bringin flash and glare
Got the ban finger, swingin middle finger in the air
FUCK YOU! BANT!
See me ride in sin
Hear the rebel yell
I won't live to tell
So if you do
Give the next generation of posters a big, Fuck You!
Who knew I'd blow up like Oklahoma
Said fuck regular modding, piss on that
Smell the aroma
Check my bans
I know it stinks in here
Cause I'm the shit, shit, shit, shit, shit

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
They call me future admin, I'm the mod in black
So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at
Say hey hey
Let me hear where your at and say hey hey
I'm givin it back, so say hey hey
Show me some metal and say
Hey hey hey hey
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...huh huh
I'm a future admin
Bad ass in black
Singin
Hey hey hey hey
From side to side
From front to back
Say hey hey hey hey
I put Wrestlezone back on the map
And singin
Hey hey hey hey
DIAR in the house
And thats where I'm at

Hahahaha
 
Are you scared?

Mod With A Cause
And I'm back with the ban button
And Jonny B slacks
Thirty pack of green reps
One Hundred packs of red
No mercy and the infractions flow
The chosen one
I'm the living proof
With the gift of Ban
From the city of truth
I jabbed and stabbed
And knocked critics back
And I did not stutter when I said that
I'm coming back
Sellin infractions
I did this
One million times
And still they ill
They wanna see me fry
I guess because Only Y2 Jake Knows Why
Why why why why

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
They call me future admin, I'm the mod in black
So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at
Say hey hey
Let me hear where your at and say hey hey
I'm givin it back, so say hey hey
Show me some metal and say
Hey hey hey hey
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Gat!!!!!
Fuck all y'all

I like Echelon and Shocky
CM, Y2 Jake and the king Jonny B
Bans, Infractions and Red reps
Wes never showed me love
Yeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh
Pass that bottle around
Got the ban from Socal
Soul from LA
The underground stoned fuckin pimp
With posts that mack and slap back the whack
Never gay, no way,
Because I rock with Melina's Ass!
WWE, Tna
UFC is trash
I like Wrestling and not MMA
Mma Mma Mma Mma Mma

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
They call me future admin, I'm the mod in black
So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at
Say hey hey
Let me hear where your at and say hey hey
I'm givin it back, so say hey hey
Show me some metal and say
Hey hey hey hey
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Gat!!!!!


Yeah, I saw your post
Made about much sense as a Big Wes boast
When you gonna learn sucker
You just can't fuck with
Twisted moooooddddddd...BANNER
Baaaaannnnnneeeeeerrrrr

I'm an... Wrestlezone Bad Ass
Watch me ban
You can roll with Death
Or you can *mod edit*
I'm a porno flick, I'm like amazing grace
I'm gonna fuck some hoe's after I ban this bitch
Super fly, livin double wide
Pumped Up my PC
So I can watch naked chicks ride
Full ram to share
Bringin flash and glare
Got the ban finger, swingin middle finger in the air
FUCK YOU! BANT!
See me ride in sin
Hear the rebel yell
I won't live to tell
So if you do
Give the next generation of posters a big, Fuck You!
Who knew I'd blow up like Oklahoma
Said fuck regular modding, piss on that
Smell the aroma
Check my bans
I know it stinks in here
Cause I'm the shit, shit, shit, shit, shit

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
They call me future admin, I'm the mod in black
So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at
Say hey hey
Let me hear where your at and say hey hey
I'm givin it back, so say hey hey
Show me some metal and say
Hey hey hey hey
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...huh huh
I'm a future admin
Bad ass in black
Singin
Hey hey hey hey
From side to side
From front to back
Say hey hey hey hey
I put Wrestlezone back on the map
And singin
Hey hey hey hey
DIAR in the house
And thats where I'm at

Hahahaha
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Awesome lyrics but why ain't I in there how can you not include WZ's public enemy #1
 

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