What are you currently listening to, v.2.0

**IdiotWithHair** · 04-21-2011, 12:24 AM

**Sinister** · 04-21-2011, 01:25 AM

Propellered Hearts-Frank the Baptist

**Yoko** · 04-23-2011, 07:29 AM

Random Youtube Music: Jason Yang- Kids (MGMT Cover)

**Fate** · 04-23-2011, 11:16 PM

Song: Eversleeping
Artist: Xandria
Album: Ravenheart

Google lyrics, please.

**Kurt Zisa** · 04-24-2011, 01:50 AM

Song: Mister Brightside
Artist: The Killers
Album: Hot Fuss

**Fate** · 04-24-2011, 09:23 AM

Song: Precious
Artist: Lisa Middelhauve
Album: Demo

Goddamn, her voice is amazing.

**HUNK** · 04-27-2011, 09:09 AM

^ Watch your language youngin'.

YouTube - Grandpa Jones - Mountain Dew (ORIGINAL STUDIO VERSION)

Song: Good Old Mountain Dew.
Artist: Grandpa Jones
Lyrics:
There's a big holler tree down the road here from me where ya lay
down a dollar er two. Well you go round the bend and when you come
back again there's a jug full o' good ole mountain dew

Oh they call it that ole mountain dew and them that refuse it are few.
I'll shut up my mug if you fill up my jug with some good ole mountain dew.

Now my uncle Nort, he's sawed off and short, he measures about four
foot two, but he thinks he's a giant when you give him a pint of that
good ole mountain dew.

Well my ole aunt Jill bought some brand new perfume. It had such a
sweet smellin' pew, but to her surprise, when she had it analyzed, it
was nothin but good ole mountain dew.

Instrumental... dum dee dum dum dee dum dee dum

Well the preacher rolled by with his head heisted high, said his wife
had been down with the flu, and he thought that I ought just uh sell him
a quart of that good ole mountain dew.

Instrumental

Well my brother Bill's got a still on the hill where he runs of a gallon
or two. Now the buzzards in the sky get so drunk they can't fly from
smellin' the good ole mountain dew.

Oh they call it that ole mountain dew and them that refuse it are few.
I'll shut up my mug if you fill up my jug with some good ole mountain dew.

Don't even act like you're not surprised I listen to this song.

**Rocky** · 05-02-2011, 12:40 AM

**Robbo** · 05-02-2011, 06:32 AM

**Taco-Calamitous** · 05-03-2011, 10:02 PM

Some day, a full new album will come out. THEY'RE NOT DEAD YET. Apparently.

**Kyreaan** · 05-04-2011, 07:26 AM

Random house party. Boom boom boom scratch.

**Cereal~Killer** · 05-04-2011, 07:12 PM

Artist: Wu-Tang Clan
Song: Da Mystery of Chessboxin'
Album: Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers)

[Wu-Tang movie dialogue]
The game of chess, is like a swordfight
You must think first, before you move
Toad style is immensely strong, and immune to nearly any weapon
When it's properly used, it's almost invincible

[Verse One: U-God]
Raw I'm gonna give it to you, with no trivia
Raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia
My hip-hop will rock and shock the nation
like the Emancipation Proclamation
Weak MC's approach with slang that's dead
you might as well run into the wall and bang your head
I'm pushin' force, my force your doubtin'
I'm makin' devils cower to the Caucus Mountains

[Verse Two: Inspectah Deck]
Well I'm a sire, I set the microphone on fire
Rap styles vary, and carry like Mariah
I come from the Shaolin slum, and the isle I'm from
is coming through with nuff niggas and nuff guns
so if you wanna come sweating, stressing, contesting
you'll catch a sharp sword to the midsection
Don't talk the talk, if you can't walk the walk
Phony niggas are outlined in chalk
A man vexed, is what the projects made me
Rebel to the grain there's no way to barricade me
Steamrolling niggas like a eighteen wheeler
with the drunk driver driving, there's no surviving

[Verse Three: Raekwon the Chef]
Rough like Timberland wear, yeah
Me and the Clan, and you're the Landcruisers out there
Peace to all the crooks, all the niggas with bad looks
Bald heads, braids, blow this hook
We got chrome tecs, nickel plated macs
Black axe, drug dealing styles in phat stacks
I've only been a good ***** for a minute though
'cause I got to get my props, and win it you
I got beef with commercial-ass niggas with gold teeth
lampin in a Lexus eating beef
Straight up and down don't even bother
I got forty niggas up in here now, who kill niggas fathers

[Chorus: Method Man]
My peoples are you with me, where you at?
In the front, in the back killer-bees on attack
my people are you with me, where you at?
Smoking meth hitting cats on the block with the gats

[Verse Four: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Here I go, deep type flow
Jacque Cousteau could never get this low..
I'm cherry bombing shits... BOOM
Just warming up a little bit, vroom vroom
Rappinin is what's happening
Keep the pockets stacked and then, hands clapping and
At the party when I move my body
Gotta get up, and be somebody!
Grab the microphone go straight to the phone
DUH-DUH-DUH...enter the Wu-Tang zone
Sure enough when I rock that stuff
Guff puff? I'm gonna catch your bluff tough
rough, kicking rhymes like Jim Kelly
or Alex Haley I'm a Mi-..Beetle Bailey rhymes
coming raw style, hardcore
Niggas be coming to the hip-hop store
Coming to buy grocery from me
Trying to be a hip-hop MC
The law, in order to enter the Wu-Tang
You must bring the Ol' Dirty Bastard type slang
Represent the GZA, Abbott, RZA, Shaquan, Inspectah Deck
Dirty Hoe getting low with his flow
Introducing, the Ghost..face.. Killer!!
No one could get iller

[Chorus]

[Verse Five: Ghostface Killah]
Speaking of the devil psych, no it's the God, get the shit right
Mega trife, and you're I killed you in a past life
On the mic while you was kicking that fast shit
You reneged tried again, and got blasted
Half mastered ass style mad ruff task
When I struck I had on Timbs and a black mask
Remember that shit? I know you don't remember jack
That night yo I was hitting like a spiked bat
and then you thought I was bugged out, and crazy
strapped for nonsense, after me became lazy
yo, nobody budge while I shot slugs
Never shot thugs, I'm running with thugs that flood mugs
So grab your eight plus one, start flipping and tripping
Niggas is jetting I'm licking off son

(Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang!!!!)

[Verse Six: Masta Killa]
Homicide's illegal and death is the penalty
What justifies the homicide, when he dies?
In his own iniquity it's the
Master of the Mantis Rapture coming at you
We have an APB on an MC Killer
Looks like the work of a Master
Evidence indicates that's it's stature
Merciless like a terrorist hard to capture
The flow, changes like a chameleon
Plays like a friend and stabs you like a dagger
This technique attacks the immune system
Disguised like a lie paralyzing the victim
You scream as it enters your bloodstream
Erupts your brain from the pain these thoughts contain
Moving on a ***** with the speed of a centipede
and injure - ANY MOTHER****ING CONTENDER

[Chorus]