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ARTIST: JUVENILE F/ MANNY FRESH & LIL WAYNE
ALBUM: 400 DEGREEZ
SONG: BACK THAT AZZ UP
Got you working with some ass, yeah
You bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah
His last, yeah
Hoes clown when you pass, yeah
They mad, yeah
You gonna ride in the Jag, yeah
With dad-day
You could smoke or buy a bag, yeah
Of grass, yeah
Got money I confess, yeah
And trash, yeah
I'm a Big Time'n nigga, yeah
Pulling trigger, yeah
A player hater to flip with, yeah
Gonna head and fill it, yeah
I be slanging wood, yeah
Out the hood, yeah
Let it be understood, yeah
It's all good, yeah
Got a nigga screaming large, yeah
On the hard, yeah
A smooth ghetto broad, yeah
I want the broad, yeah
A nigga do a trick, yeah
On the dick, yeah
You claiming you want a bitch, yeah
That ain't shit, yeah
The n-gga with the money, yeah
Don't act funny, yeah
Got birds and I'm running, yeah
About a hundred, yeah
x2
Girl you look good,
won't you back that ass up.
You'se a fine motherf---er yea,
won't you back that ass up.
Call me big daddy when you back that ass up
Hoe, who is you playing with
Back that ass up
Girl you looks good, won't you back that ass up
You'se a fine motherf---er, won't you back that ass up
You got to steel, big ass, yeah
Make me laugh, yeah
Make a nigga wanna grab that
Wanna grab that
I'm sweating all on the draws, yeah
On hard, yeah
Wanna walk it like a dog, yeah
Break you off, yeah
Get, how you gon yours, yeah
That's for sure, yeah
You f---ing with my nerves, yeah
To the curb, yeah
I know you bitches know, yeah
And it show, yeah
But a nigga got some more, yeah
I'm bout to flow, yeah
Fresh off some shit, yeah
In his bitch, yeah
We be making hit, yeah
After hit, yeah
Them titties sitting nice, yeah
I wanna bite, yeah
I could f--- you right, yeah
All night, yeah
Wanna bring it to my house, yeah
On the couch, yeah
Knock the pussy out, yeah
Get them out, yeah
I wanna see these hoes, yeah
Bend it low, yeah
Let me run it in the hole, yeah
Let me know, yeah
I know you can't stand it
Big Bandit
Done landed
See the draws handed
We can go get it y'all
Gang split it y'all
Put the bitch on the wall and I hit it y'all
I'm looking kind of lonely
I'm feeling h----
Put the dick in the middle like Monie
Big, thick plumber chick
And a Hummer chick
Beat the dick like a motherf---'n drummer chick
Cinch that putty-cat
Look at that
I love a f---ing hoody-rat
That's a fact
You'se a motherf---ing good girl
good girl
I'm the nigga, the nigga, nigga
To hit it girl
Na, na, na, na, na
After you back it up, then stop
Then wha-wha-what
Dro-drop it like it's hot
Now after you back it up, then stop
Now, wha-wha-wha-what
Drop it like it's hot
Now drop It like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
C-M-P make you drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Dro-drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Dro-drop it like it's hot
Ha
Back That Azz Up
ARTIST: KID ROCK
ALBUM: DEVIL WITHOUT A CAUSE
SONG: BAWITDABA
Bawitdaba-da-bang-da-dang-diggy-diggy-diggy
said the boogie-said up jump the boogie
(Repeated 7 Times)
(GeT ReAdY)
My name is K-I-I-I-D-D-D-D-D
K-I-D-D ROCK......
Bawitdaba-da-bang-da-dang-diggy-diggy-diggy
said the boogie-said up jump the boogie
(Repeated 4 Times)
And this is for the questions
That don't have any answers
The midnight glancers
And the topless dancers
The gander freaks
Cars packed with speakers
The G's with the 40's
And the chicks with beepers
The northern lights
And the southern comfort
And it don't even matter
If their veins are punctured
All the crackheads
The critics, the cynics
And all my heroes
In the methadone clynics
All you bastards at the I.R.S
For the crooked cops
And the cluttered desks
For the shots of jack
And the caps of meth
Half pints of love
And the fifth's of stress
For the hookers all trickin' out in Hollywood
And for my hoods
Of the world misunderstood
I said it's all good
It's all in fun
Now get in the pit
And try love someone!
Bawitdaba-da bang-da-dang-diggy-diggy-diggy
Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie
(repeated 4 times)
For the time bombs tickin'
And the heads they hang
All the gangs gettin' money
And all the heads to bang-bang
Wild mustangs
The porno flicks
All my hommies in the county
In cellblock six
The grits where there ain't
enough eggs to cook
And for D.B. Cooper
And the money he took
You can look for answers
But that ain't fun
Now get in the pit
And try to love someone!
Bawitdaba-da bang-da-dang-diggy-diggy-diggy
Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie
(repeated 4 Times)
Love..
And for the hate
And for the peace
Warrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Bawitdaba-da bang-da-dang-diggy-diggy-diggy
Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie
(repeated 4 times)
ARTIST: KORN
ALBUM: ISSUES
SONG: FALLING AWAY FROM ME
Hey, I'm feeling tired
My time, is gone today
You flirt with suicide
Sometimes, that's ok
Hear what others say
I'm here, standing hollow
Falling away from me
Falling away from me
Day, is here fading
That's when, I would say
I flirt with suicide
Sometimes kill the pain
I can always say
'It's gonna be better tomorrow'
Falling away from me
Falling away from me
Beating me down
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground
Screaming some sound
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground
(falling away from me)
It's spinning round and round
(falling away from me)
It's lost and can't be found
(falling away from me)
It's spinning round and round
(falling away from me)
So down
Beating me down
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground
Screaming some sound
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground
Pressing me, they won't go away
So I pray, go away
It's falling away from me
Beating me down
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground
Screaming some sound
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground
ARTIST: LIMP BIZKIT
ALBUM: SIGNIFICANT OTHER
SONG: NOOKIE
Check?one, one, two
I came into this world as a reject
Look into these eyes then you'll see the size of the flames (size of them)
Dwelling on the past
It's burnin up my brain (ha)
Everyone that burns has to learn from the pain
Hey, I think about the day (days), my girly ran away with my pay
My fellas came to (play) play and now she's stuck with my hommies, and she fucked (ooh)
And I'm just a sucka with a lump in my throat
(Hey) Like a chump
(Hey) Like a chump
(Hey) Like a chump
(Hey) Like a chump
(Hey) Like a chump
(Hey) Like a chump
(Hey) Like a chump
(Hey?)
Should I be feeling bad?
Should I be feeling good?
It's kinda sad I'm the laughing stock of the neighborhood
And you would think that I'd be movin on
But I'm a sucka like I said, f*cked up in the head (not!)
And maybe she just made a mistake
And I should give her a break
My heart'll ache either way
Hey, what the hell whatcha want me to say?
I won't lie, that I can't deny
I did it all for the Nookie, (Come on)
The Nookie (Come on)
So you can take that cookie and stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your...
I did it all for the Nookie, (Come on)
The Nookie (Come on)
So you can take that cookie and stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your?
Why did it take so long?
Why did I wait so long, huh?
To figure it out, but I did it
And I'm the only one underneath the sun who didn't get it
I can't believe that I could be deceived
By my so-called girl (But in reality?)
Had a hidden agenda
She put my tender
Heart in a blender
And still I surrendered
(Hey) Like a chump
(Hey) Like a chump
(Hey) Like a chump
(Hey) Like a chump
(Hey) Like a chump
(Hey) Like a chump
(Hey) Like a chump
I did it all for the Nookie, (Come on)
The Nookie (Come on)
So you can take that cookie and stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your...
I did it all for the Nookie, (Come on)
The Nookie (Come on)
So you can take that cookie and stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your?
I'm only human?
It's so easy for your friends to give you their advice?
They'll tell you (tell you)?
Just let it go (let it go)?
But it's easier said then done?
(I appreciate) I appreciate it? (I appreciate) I do, but?(I appreciate it)
Just leave me alone?(Leave me alone?)
Leave me alone (Leave me alone?)
Just leave me alone!
Ain't nothin' gonna change?
You can go away?
I'm just gonna stay here
And always be the same?
Ain't nothin' gonna change?
cause you can go away?
And I'm just gonna stay here
And always be the same?
Ain't nothin' gonna change?(always be the same)
You can go away?(always be the same)
Cause I'm just gonna stay here and always be the same?(always be the same)
I did it all for the Nookie, (Come on)
The Nookie (Come on)
So you can take that cookie and stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your...
I did it all for the Nookie, (Come on)
The Nookie (Come on)
So you can take that cookie and stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your---YEAH!
Stick it up your?
ARTIST: SUBLIME
ALBUM: SUBLIME
SONG: SANTERIA
I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I
I'd spend it all
If I could find that heina
and that sancho that she'd found
Well I'd pop a cap in sancho
and I'd slap her down
What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Well it's love that I neeeeeed
My soul will have to wait
till I get back
Find a heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
I feel the break,
feel the break,
feel the break
And I gotta live it out
Oh yeah un-huh
Well I swear that I
what I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Got love! Make it go
My soul will have to...
What I really wanna say (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is I've got mine
And I'll make it
Yes, I'm going up
Tell sanchito that if he
knows what is good for him
He best go run and hide
Daddy's got a new .45
And I won't think twice
To stick that barrel
straight down sancho's throat
Believe me when I say that I got something
for his punk-*ss
What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is there's just one way back
And I'll make it
My soul will have to wait
wait...
ARTIST: 311
ALBUM: SOUND SYSTEM
SONG: COME ORIGANAL
You got to
You got to
Come original you got to come original
All entertainers come original
You got to come original you got to come original
All entertainers
Hear why
To come original it ain?t nothin? strange
You got to represent you got come full range
Full range of emotion full range of styles
When you come to town you?ll have them
comin? for miles
Come original you got to come original
All entertainers come original
You got to come original you got to come original
All entertainers
Hear why
Black Eyed Peas they comin? full range and
NOFX they comin? full range and
Roni Size he comin? full range
The one Mr. Vegas you know it ain?t easy
A warning to the crews out there who think they?re hot
If you?re not original rockers you will get shot
Down by the kids neglectin? your art, the stuff you did
Eventually it get so bad puts you to bed
Cuz when the lightning flashes sweet electricity
All the world then stands revealed with the clarity
Of raw voltage, briefly we see and the hope is
You?ll be able to tell just what dope is
Come original you got to come original
All entertainers come original
You got to come original you got to come original
All entertainers
Hear why
Funk slap bass mixed with the dancehall and
Hip-hop beats and punk guitar and
Deadly on the mic is the one SA
The name is 311 and you know it ain?t easy
This is not a test there?s no time to mope
How you gonna cope with radioactive isotope
And boss dj illness upon you now quickly
Infecting you fast upon the airwaves
This message brought to you by the so large system
Activate and attune yourself with meditation
And green plants they?ve got mad life they?re sentient
They?re beautiful as you and they like to dance
Everything we do we gotta come original
Put your hand up in the air and prepare for battle
Sit upon the rhythm like a tire upon a rim
We do it non-stop and then we do it again
Some a them whine and some a them bitch
They can not do it never switch
Comin? up from the heart and
Delivered with a wild pitch
Sit up on top the rhythm like a wild stallion
This is the ruling system
Come original you got to come original
All entertainers come original
You got to come original you got to come original
All entertainers come original
You got to come original you got to come original
All entertainers come original
You got to come original you got to come original
All entertainers
DR. DRE LYRICS NOT AVAILABLE
ARTIST: BEASTIE BOYS
ALBUM: HELLO NASTY
SONG: INTERGALACTIC
Intergalactic Planetary
Planetary Intergalactic
Another Dimension
Don't you tell me to smile
You stick around I'll make it worth your while
Got numbers beyond what you can dial
Maybe it's because I'm so versatile
Style profile I said
It always brings me back when I hear Ooh Child
>From the Hudson River out to the Nile
I run the marathon just up until the very last mile
If you battle me I will revile
People always say my style is wild
You've got gall you've got guile
To step to me I'm a rapophile
If you want to battle you're in denial
Coming from Uranus to check my style
Go ahead put my rhymes on trial
Cast you off into exile
Intergalactic planetary
Planetary intergalactic
Jazz and Awol that's our team
Step inside the party disrupt the whole scene
When it comes to beats well I'm a fiend
I like my sugar with coffee and cream
Got to keep it going keep it going full steam
Too sweet to be sour too nice to be mean
On the tough guy style I'm not too keen
To try to change the world I will plot and scheme
Mario C likes to keep it clean
Gonna shine like a sunbeam
Keep on rapping cause that's my dream
Got an A from Moe Dee for sticking to themes
When it comes to envy y'all is green
Jealous of the rhyme and the rhyme routine
Another dimension new galaxy
Intergalactic planetary
Intergalactic planetary
Planetary intergalactic
From the family tree of old school hip hop
Kick off your shoes and relax your socks
The rhymes will spread just like a pox
Cause the music is live like an electric shock
I am known to do the Wop
Also known for the Flintstone Flop
Tammy D getting biz on the crop
Beastie Boys known to let the beat drop
When I wrote graffiti my name was Slop
If my rap's soup my beats is stock
Step from the tables as I start to chop
I'm a lumber jack DJ Adrock
If you try to knock me you'll get mocked
I'll stir fry you in my wok
Your knees'll start shaking and your fingers pop
Like a pinch on the neck of Mr. Spock
Intergalactic planetary
Planetary intergalactic
Another dimension do it
ARTIST: HOUSE OF PAIN
ALBUM: FINE MALT
SONG: JUMP AROUND
Pack it up, pack it in
Let me begin
I came to win
Battle me that's a sin
I won't tear the sack up
Punk you'd better back up
Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up
Get up, stand up, come on!
Come on, throw your hands up
If you've got the feeling jump across the ceiling
Muggs is a funk fest, someone's talking junk
Yo, I'll bust em in the eye
And then I'll take the punks home
Feel it, funk it
Amps it are junking
And I got more rhymes than there's cops that are dunking
Donuts shop
Sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill
Plus my mom and my pops
Chorus:
I came to get down (2x)
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around (3x)
Jump up Jump up and get down.
Jump (18x)
I'll serve your ass like John MacEnroe
If your steps up, I'm smacking the ho
Word to your moms I came to drop bombs
I got more rhymes than the bible's got psalms
And just like the
Prodigal Son I've returned
Anyone stepping to me you'll get burned
Cause I got lyrics and you ain't got none
So if you come to battle bring a shotgun
But if you do you're a fool, cause I duel to the death
Try and step to me you'll take your last breath
I gots the skill, come get your fill
Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill
Chorus
I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top
I never eat a pig cause a pig is a cop
Or better yet a terminator
Like Arnold Schwarzenegger
Try'n to play me out like as if my name was Sega
But I ain't going out like no punk bitch
Get used to one style and you know I might switch
It up up and around, then buck buck you down
Put out your head then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead
I'm coming to get ya, coming to get ya
Spitting out lyrics homie I'll wet ya
Chorus
Jump (32x)
Yo, this is dedicated
To Joe, da flava, Dakota
Grab yo bozac, punk
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