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Discussion => Newbie discussion => Topic started by: 45mypet on June 16, 2013, 10:40 pm
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Just a fun thread. Post some lyrics of any genre of music you like. Make sure you name the artist!
*Edit* And if you want, tell us how those lyrics relate to you or why you like them.
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Nice thread...
I love love love when a new album is released and I can review it in fine detail to determine the meaning behind each and every song. For the moment I'm really into this one:
Should Be Higher
I dream of a day when I dare to believe you're the answer
When the shame and the guilt are removed and the truth appears
Oh the touch of your hand, I lose who I am
If I want to
I try to resist but succumb to the bliss of your kiss
You should be Higher
I'll take you higher
Don't be afraid
You'll just have to pray
Your lies are more attractive than the truth
Love is all I want
Your lies are written down in your book
Love is all I want
Your arms are infected
They're holding the truth
Oh stop all your crying
This one you'll lose
DM Delta Machine 2013
This one has several meanings to me. It's hard to believe it would have one finite meaning.
I'd love to hear your opinions on this one...
45mypet: you didn't give us any lyrics... :)
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If I could take the time back, I would rewind back
The day my cousin asked my gran where his mom at
I want my aunt back and my dad too
They killed Shawty and Diddy that was sad too
I cut a couple homies off, shit I had to
Changed on me for the money, look what cash do
Thinking I’m rich, counting my money
Worrying bout mine, they should be counting it for me
I’m just adding up this paper subtracting my homies
Shawty be screaming how she love me, while bouncing it on me
She really don’t like me, she just attracted to money
She chasing the benjys, so that don’t offend me
Im just loading up my Glock, hoping that it defend me
When them haters try to kill me I’m clapping the semi
She giving me head, I’m grabbing her Remy
I just wanna B, like the back of the Bentley
Niggas say I’m Hollywood when I’m Hollyhood
Put my life on the line for them, shit I probably would
Switch that to probably woulda, They wit me probably coulda
Put'em on probably shoulda, but ain’t nobody realer
Niggas is so fake, I did my ID check
Kept It A Hunnit Wit Me ?, ain't met nobody yet
I treat them like the beat, cuz ima body that
Moving throughout these streets, that’s where you find me at
I ain’t gonna lie ----- saved my life
But you ain't gon be running round, like you made my life
I ain’t met a bitch yet, I would’ve made my wife
And I ain’t met a nigga yet I would’ve made my right
Hand, damn, never take a stand
Never tell them boys information on your fam
Never tell them niggas information where you stayin
Cuz they change like the weather, when you wake they're where you land
With that hammer in your face, askin for the cake
Ever seen one of your dogs transform into a snake
Ever seen one of them snakes transform into a rat
I be running through the jungle I could tell you bout that
I could tell you bout the drought, when the work got snapped
Whole hood started robbing, everybody got strapped
Whole team just was broke, everybody got back
I was selling sour diesel, everybody got crack
It’s obvious I’m hot, it’s obvious you cold
Presidential on my wrist, and it’s obvious its gold
Whole hood got your statements it’s obvious you told
Like a Lil Wayne album it’s obvious you sold
I’m on some shit, running neck and neck with Vick
Trying to bring my city back, take us to where we never been
I’m just in the studio working like a Mexican
And they tell me I’m a rookie doing it like a veteran
Yea, big dreams small city
Trying to come up on me, but would you fall with me?
Would you clutch that hammer and bust it off with me?
Hundred miles an hour running from the law with me?
I ain’t think so, I just blink slow
Million ways to get this money but we think snow
Every time I see a chick I just think ho
And every time I meet a nigga I just think Po’
Alpo ass niggas!
Moment for life, for life.
I'mma keep it real for life.
And I'mma keep getting money, fuckin' bitches for life, for life, for life.
Yeah, yeah!
-Meek Mill- Moment 4 life
I guess you'd have to walk in my shoes to understand why I love this song but it touches my spirit.
I like those lyrics that you've posted i'll be listening to that song here shortly.
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Meek Mill is the artist? I'd like to look them up. I can tell just by the lyrics they are a completely different genre then mine. The way I read those lyrics it just sounds like pain... constant pain, no?
Should be Higher: Dave has this amazing voice that he can manipulate like no other I've ever heard before. He makes you feel the desperation and pain with his voice. Damn! I just love this song! They are my favorite band so I'm incredibly passionate about their music.
Anyone else?
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Om - At Giza (listen to this high)
Rise aviator - sun will follow.
Aperture on door the wave form school.
Sentient ground of the light shrine shining.
Aperture on door the lind-hymn stone.
Sentient ground of the light shrine shining.
Aperture of door the lind-hymn stone.
The orbits arms oscillate to freedom.
Params the shore of celestial sea.
Rise aviator - sun will follow.
On aperture on door the wave form school.
Sentient ground of the light shrine shining.
Semblates the finite - to autumnate seen.
Electron sea - now set free - takes into the sky above on sentinel stream.
And grant to me - a light to see - and pilgrimage to mountain of the votaric form.
And lighten pon day - the solarics raise - falls upon the ziggurat electron school.
And reap upon field - the host moon fade away - glides the aeronaut toward the object form.
And lighten pon day - as scintillate rays - augurate arrival of a seraphic form.
From Lebanon reels - the obelisk seen - called now inverse upon the currenter-sign.
The matter form wanes - the host moon fades - takes into the sky ascends the freedomward dove.
The rite of fall sealed - descendant orb hails her - down to the ground of electron form.
And travel under twin suns rays - the host-moon fades - takes into the clesiast at oracle school.
An epison raise - the pole star fades - wakes into availed light of aurican form.
To reach a suns rays - through glowing bronze grace - leaves the lake and rises toward empyrean sun.
The swans array - the crane stands veiled grace - tunnement to the omen of the object form.
And travel on toward the lighten pon day - on through a spine's gates - climbs the silken thread to cross a silvering sun.
The Orphic glow seen - as aural sounds ring - climbant to throne within on spine's attuned prow.
Empyrean rays - engulf the nine gates - dove ascends to freedom through a lantern filled sky.
Awakens from field - availed light's salving grace heralds arrival of the solar-object form.
Reemerge to breathe - the outform seen - vivified by illumined glow through auric-clad sheath.
An epison raise - the pole star fades - wakes into availed light of aurican form.
To reach a suns rays - of glowing bronze grace - leaves the lake and rises toward empyrean sun.
The swans array - the crane stands veiled grace - tunnement to the omen of the object form.
And lighten pon day - as scintillate rays - augurate arrival of a seraphic form.
From Lebanon reels - the obelisk seen - called now inverse upon the currenter-sign.
The matter form wanes - the host moon fades - takes into the sky ascends the freedomward dove.
The of fall sealed - cremation now reclaims - bows toward the sun and sheds the object form.
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Six cheap people in an empty hotel
Every last one with a story to tell
Give them all pills, so their heads won't swell
We were borne to a woman whose husband did quite well
Oh, sunshine, shone brightly through my window today
Could have tripped out quite easy but I decided to stay
"Hold out your hand", said Whitey with the blame
"I'm gonna bring you up so you really dig the pain
Take you under my wings so you'll never be the same
'Cause your wife is so much older and both her legs are lame"
A sunbeam shone brightly through my window today
Could have gone twenty miles but I decided to stay
All my flock has packed up and flocked back to hell
Open up the doors so the place don't start to smell
Carry on with what your doing 'cause you don't do it that well
I've been umpteen different people and no one else can tell
Sunshine shone brightly through my asshole today
Could have tripped out quite easy, man but I decided to stay
Stay a while, stay a while
Come up and see me and make me smile
Come up and see me and make me smile
Happy Mondays - Donovan
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"Back Against The Wall"
Tonight I'll have a look
And try to find my face again
Buried beneath this house
My spirit screams and dies again
Out back
A monster wears a cloak of Persian leather
Behind the TV screen
I've fallen to my knees
I said you got me where you want me again
And I can't turn away
I'm hangin' by a thread and I'm feelin' like a fool
I'm stuck here in between
The shadows of my yesterday
I want to get away
I need to get away
Blanket of silence
Makes me want to sink my teeth in deep
Burn all the evidence
A fabricated disbelief
Pull back the curtains
Took alook into your eyes
My tongue has now become
A platform for your lies
I said you got me where you want me again
And I can't turn away
I'm hangin' by a thread and I'm feelin' like a fool
I'm stuck here right between
The shadows of my yesterday
I want to get away
I need to get away
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[Intro - Rick Ross]
Regardless of how it goes down
Life goes on
Am I right?
[Hook - John Legend]
On the way we shed some tears
Every day we sacrifice
So we can be standing here
Oh what a hell of a life
Been winning so many years
And the future is bright
Now it's very clear
That we gon' be rich forever, and ever, and ever
We gon' be rich forever
We gon' be rich forever, and ever, and ever
[Verse 1 - Rick Ross]
I remember being blind to it
'Til the day I put my mind to it
Pen and pad on the dresser for me to fine tune it
I sat in the corner, made up my mind, do it
Def Jam on my heels, should I sign to it?
Million dollar advance for me to rhyme fluent
Every day I'm hustlin' on every corner boomin'
Back of the phantom couldn't fathom I was such a student
Grandfather deal for the Godfather
Lucian Grainge from the ghetto, I follow God's orders
And he told me I was rich forever
And he showed me I was rich forever
They call me Mr. Roberts when I'm in the bank
Digits like the Dodgers when it come to franks
Flossin' out in Compton like I got a cape
RoseMo tried to fight it, but barely niggas fade
White sheet, yellow tape, where your dogs at
Count a million cash, can you blog that?
Me and my niggas your type never exchange numbers
Want to conversate and steal game from us
See the watch, now you want to know the name of it
Never playin' so I went and got the frame flooded
Cartier, Hublot, I could name a dozen
Your shit pushed back cuz it ain't buzzin'
Now these thugs actors all of a sudden
Niggas hustle backwards all of a sudden
Can't talk snow, where the soft at
Your man got murked, but you squashed that
Hope you know what we call that
I think you know just what we call that
All you pussy boys fall back
Big face Rollie, rose gold cost 40
Platinum twenty-one, it's time to go and spoil shorty
You only live once I'm screaming YOLO in the VI
Time flies fast balling with my nigga T.I
Ciroc, no glass, smiling women in my presence
Tall supermodels always fall in my possession
Atlanta housewives taking pictures in my section
But I only got a thing for young bitches with aggression
Show me that affection that a D-Boy craves
Rich forever in my D-Boy ways
So dope, blue jeans, new J's
Sold dope by any means all day
[Hook - John Legend]
Been winning so many years
And the future is bright
Now it's very clear
That we gon' be rich forever, and ever, and ever
We gon' be rich forever
[Verse 2 - Rick Ross]
100 mil ain't enough
Got 100 women, gotta deal with it, love
Worth 40 m's is he still dealing drugs
Cigarette speedboats, but he's still with the thugs
Club Liv, Louis shots on a Sunday
Grinding, even be legit one day
Order some more bottles because I'm on one
I know her pussy wet, and she wanna cum
She wanna cum, maybe come over
Stop dealing with them niggas you need one soldier
Keep you as my bitch forever
Cuz you know a nigga rich forever
John Legend makes this song run through your soul
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all right all right all right all right, yeah
Chicago Green, talkin' 'bout Black Lebanese
A dirty room and a silver coke spoon
Give me my release, come on
Black napalese, it's got you weak in your knees
Sneeze some dust that you got buzzed on
You know it's hard to believe
30 days in the hole
30 days in the hole
30 days in the hole
That's what they give you
30 days in the hole
I know
Newcastle Brown, I'm tellin' you, it can sure smack you down
Take a greasy whore and a rollin' dance floor
It's got your head spinnin' round
If you live on the road, well there's a new highway code
You take the urban noise with some Durban Poison
It's gonna lessen your load
30 days in the hole
That's what they give you now
30 days in the hole
Oh, yeah
30 days in the hole
All right, all right
30 days in the hole
What you doin' boy?
You here for 30 days
Get, get, get your long hair cut
And cut out your ways
Black napalese, it got you weak in your knees
Gonna sneeze some dust that you got busted on
You know it's so hard to please
Newcastle Brown can sure smack you down
You take a greasy whore and a rollin' dance floor
You know you're jailhouse-bound
30 days in the hole
30 days in the hole
30 days in the hole
Oh, yeah
30 days in the hole
30 days, 30 days in the hole
30 days in the hole
30 days in the hole
30 days in the hole
30 days in the hole
30 days in the hole
30 days in the hole
30 days in the hole
30 days in the hole
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J COLE- Mo Money
Mo Money, yeah
Mo Money, Blow Money, Show Money
Party Money, Side Ho Money, Dope Money
New Clothes money from shit that I wrote money
So much money I don't know who stole from me
Hard to keep track I'm used to having no money
Still broke compared to niggas with old money
I mean the type of niggas that laugh at Hov money
Billionaires with Petroleum and coal money
Probably kill themselves if they had Cole money
Talk shit and I'mma see you like you owe money
I'm wrapping up the album, fourth quarter I'm so money
I'm overseas looking for trees to grow money
Peter Popoff off robbing people for hope money
Prostitutes collecting that let me stroke money
Put up a couple dollars for the liquor store money
Used to dread the strip club cause I couldn't throw money
Now the strippers give a nigga the throat for no money
How mama gonna teach you how to save your money
When she barely on the boat got stay afloat money
Blacks always broke cause we don't know money
Spend it before we get it and could never hold money
No wallets, nah, nigga we'd rather fold money
Money control niggas, white man control money
Laughing like "yeah yeah my nigga get your money"