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Post by Zombified Jeremy on May 13, 2006 22:14:54 GMT -5
Post the lyrics to your favourite songs here.
I will start off with the Iron Maiden classic "Hallowed Be Thy Name," which is about a person who is about to be executed.
I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time Cos at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows Pole The sands of time for me are running low
When the priest comes to read me the last rites I take a look through the bars at the last sights Of a world that has gone very wrong for me
Can it be there's been some sort of an error Hard to stop the surmounting terror Is it really the end not some crazy dream
Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming It's not easy to stop from screaming But words escape me when I try to speak Tears they flow but why am I crying After all am I not afraid of dying Don't believe that there never is an end
As the guards march me out to the courtyard Someone calls from a cell "God be with you" If there's a God then why has he let me die?
As I walk all my life drifts before me And though the end is near I'm not sorry Catch my soul cos it's willing to fly away
Mark my words please believe my soul lives on Please don't worry now that I have gone I've gone beyond to see the truth
When you know that your time is close at hand Maybe then you'll begin to understand Life down there is just a strange illusion
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Post by Lust del Carrion on May 16, 2006 23:28:31 GMT -5
Immortal Technique- Peruvian Cocaine
[Intro: from the film "Scarface"] Host: I've heard whispers about the financial support your government receives from the drug industry.
Guest: Well, the irony of this, of course, is that this money, which is in the billions, is coming from your country. You see, you are the major purchaser of our national product, which is of course cocaine.
Host: On one hand, you're saying the United States government is spending millions of dollars to eliminate the flow of drugs onto our streets. At the same time, we are doing business with the very same goverment that is flooding our streets with cocaine.
Guest: Mmm-hmm, si, si. Let me show you a few other characters that are involved in this tragic comedy.
[Beat starts]
*Two Men Speak in Spanish*
[Immortal Technique - Worker] I'm on the border of Bolivia, working for pennies Treated like a slave, the coke fields have to be ready The spirit of my people is starving, broken and sweaty Dreaming about revolution (REVOLUTION!) looking at my machete But the workload is too heavy to rise up in arms And if I ran away, I know they'd probably murder my moms So I pray to "Heso Preisto" when I go to the mission Process the cocaine, paced and play my position
[Pumpkinhead - Cocaine Field Boss] Ok, listen while I'm out there, just give me my product Before we chop off ya hands for worker's misconduct I got the power to shoot a cop up, and not get charged And it would be sad to see your family in front of a firing squad So to feed your kids, I need these bricks 40 tons in total, let me test it, indeed I (*sniff*) shit, this is good, pass me a tissue And don't worry about them, I paid off the officials
[Diabolic - Peruvian Leader] Yo, it don't come as a challenge, I'm the son of some of the foulest Elected by my people...the only one on the ballot Born and bred to consult with feds, I laugh at fate And assassinate my predecessor to have his place In a third-world fashion state, lock the nation With 90% of the wealth in 10% of the population The Central Intelligence Agency takes weight faithfully The finest type of China white and cocaine you'll see
[Tonedeff - American Drug Distributor] Honey I'm home, nevermind why our bank account's suddenly grown It's funny, we're so out of this debt from this money we owe Woulda ya...mind if I told you I had two governments overthrown To keep our son enrolled in a private school, and to keep ya tummy swollen C'mon, our fuckin' home was built on the foundation of bloody throats The hungry stolen of they souls, of course this country's runnin' coke I took a stunted oath to hush the one's who know But CIA conducts the flow of these young hustlers who lust for dough
[Poison Pen - Drug Dealer] I don't work in the hood (Hit my connect) Plus what's really good, they supply for the hood These dudes fucking crack me up, scrutinize like we inferior Petrified when we meet in my area (calm down) My dude's'll shoot until I say so, got the loot? Give me the YAY YAY like Ice Cube, so don't play with my llello We won't stop for you bastards Must choose (?), chop it and bag it
[Loucipher - Undercover Police Officer] Taking pictures and tapping phones Debating snitches and cracking codes Past a couple, blast the fo', Want any hustler stacking dough with probably crack the blow And my overtime is where your taxes go I gain your trust Get you to hand weight to us because we paid up front On the low with cameras taping ya Getting pop away? The prison sentence is going to Make the officer leave with two ki's out the evidence room
[C-Rayz Walz - Prison Inmate] Out the evidence room (*Said with Loucipher*) Went my fame, truck, boat or plane, they watching you You think you got work? They copping too We control blocks, they lock countries Ya own companies, we had nice cars and sneaker money Now there's players out there, talking 'bout the holding With bugs in they house like they down South with windows open Your dough ain't long, you wrong, you take shorts and (?) Feds will be up in your mouth...like forks and spoons So enjoy the rush, live plush off Coke bread Soon you'll be in a cell with me, like Jenny Lopez In school, I was a bully, now life is fully a joke I keep a flow on a boat for Peruvian Coke Players do favors for governers and tax makers Fat Quakers smoke crack and sex acts with bad mayors The walls got ears, you big mouths probably scared Not prepared to do years like Javier
[Immortal Technique Speaking] The story just told is an example of the path that drugs take on their way to every neighborhood, in every state of this country. It's a lot deeper than the niggas on your block. So when they point the finger at you, brother men, this is what you've got to tell them:
[Wesley Snipes - from "New Jack City"] I'm not guilty. YOU'RE the one that's guilty. The lawmakers, the politicians, the Columbian drug lords, all you who lobby against making drugs legal. Just like you did with alcohol during the prohibition. You're the one who's guilty. I mean, c'mon, let's kick the ballistics here: Ain't no Uzi's made in Harlem. Not one of us in here owns a poppy field. This thing is bigger than (Immortal Technique). This is big business. This is the American way.
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Post by hotnoodletuna on May 22, 2006 21:08:57 GMT -5
I'll post a few individual lines from great songs...
"And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.." The Beatles
"Until the philosophy which holds one race superior and another inferior has beef finally nd permanently discrediteed and abandoined, everywhere is war"- Bob Marley
"You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows" - Bob Dylan
"And life is Grand. I will say this at the risk of falling from favor. With those of you who have apointed yourselves to expect us to say something darker." - Camper Van Beethoven
"Fuck tha police coming straight from the underground. A young (african American gentleman, lol) got it bad cause I'm brown. And not he other color so po,lice think. they have the authority to kill a minority" - NWA
"Oh, even you! You just punch the clock! why won't you punch your boss!" - Jello biafra
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Post by Lust del Carrion on May 23, 2006 0:03:41 GMT -5
Love those! Glad you put NWA in there. Many people pass them up, but that is a great song.
"Take the word overseer, like a sample Repeat it very quickly in a crew for example Overseer Overseer Overseer Overseer Officer, Officer, Officer, Officer! Yeah, officer from overseer You need a little clarity? Check the similarity! The overseer rode around the plantation The officer is off patroling all the nation The overseer could stop you what you're doing The officer will pull you over just when he's pursuing The overseer had the right to get ill And if you fought back, the overseer had the right to kill The officer has the right to arrest And if you fight back they put a hole in your chest!"~ KRS one- Sound Of Da Police
"And they refuse to even mention, European intervention Or the massacres in Jenin, the innocent screams U.S. manufactured missles, and M-16's Weapon contracts and corrupted American dreams Media censorship, blocking out the video screens A continent of oil kingdoms, bought for a bargain Democracy is just a word, when the people are starvin'"~ Immortal Technique- The 4th Branch
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Post by Lust del Carrion on May 23, 2006 0:15:08 GMT -5
This is a qoute from one of my favorite songs by Immortal Technique called Dacne With The Devil. If you open to hip-hop then you should definitely listen to this song. You can download it with limewire.
"I once knew a nigga whose real name was William his primary concern, was making a million being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen he used to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen nigga never had a father and his mom was a feen she put the pipe down, but forever yeah she was sober her sons heart simultaneously grew colder he started hanging out selling bags in the projects checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects he was fascinated by material objects but he understood money never bought respect he build a reputation cause he could hustle and steal but got locked once it didn't hesitate to squeal so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal I dont project my insurecurity's at other people he feeded for props like addicts with pipes and needles so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil a fever minded young man with infinite potetial the product of a ghetto breed capatalistic mental coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed"
That is just the first verse. It is basically a story song and really really good. Check it out.
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Post by Zombified Jeremy on May 23, 2006 11:24:16 GMT -5
THE TEA PARTY "Save Me"
I must leave you tonight my love, remain so faithfully I must go off to war my dear, the kings await me I will go so far away. I will always love you, but you knew.
I regret to tell you, your man has died tonight. He was a brave man, he fought a brave fight. He was killed by the other side. He was killed by the other men's knives.
She said save me Save me
Why must you love this man, he is your brother? This is easy to understand, my son, there is no other. I cannot pretend to love this man Like my father. I cannot pretend, mother, there is no other.
She said save me Save me
When there is no truth, let's end this lie tonight. This is easy to understand, without your best fight. But I see a new sun rising in the east But I see a new sun rising in the east
She said save me Save YOU!
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