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Apr 4th, 2004 03:55 PM | ||
ProfessorCool |
I used to be a renegade, I used to fool around But I couldn't take the punishment, and had to settle down Now I'm playing it real straight, and yes I cut my hair You might think I'm crazy, but I don't even care Because I can tell what's going on It's hip to be square I like my bands in business suits, I watch them on TV I'm working out 'most everyday and watching what I eat They tell me that it's good for me, but I don't even care I know that it's crazy I know that it's nowhere But there is no denying that It's hip to be square It's not too hard to figure out, you see it everyday And those that were the farthest out have gone the other way You see them on the freeway, It don't look like a lot of fun But don't you try to fight it; "An idea who's time has come." Don't tell me that I'm crazy Don't tell me I'm nowhere Take it from me It's hip to be square |
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Apr 4th, 2004 03:53 PM | ||
eggyolk |
hey HEY |
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Apr 4th, 2004 01:37 PM | ||
FromThe13thFloor |
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Apr 4th, 2004 01:35 PM | ||
Matt Harty |
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Apr 4th, 2004 01:33 PM | ||
FromThe13thFloor |
This kinda ruins the mood, but It kinda fits. "Sounds of da police" by KRS-one Woop woop! That's the sound of da police! Woop woop! That's the sound of the beast! Verse One: Stand clear! Don man a talk You can't stand where I stand you can't walk where I walk Watch out! We run New York Police man come we bust him out the park I know this for a fact you don't like how I act You claim I'm sellin' crack But you be doin' that I'd rather say "see ya" Cause I would never be ya Be a officer? You WICKED overseer! Ya hotshot, wanna get props and be a saviour First show a little respect, change your behavior Change your attitude, change your plan There could never really be justice on stolen land Are you really for peace and equality? Or when my car is hooked up, you know you wanna follow me Your laws are minimal Cause you won't even think about lookin' at the real criminal This has got to cease Cause we be getting HYPED to the sound of da police! Chorus Verse Two: Now here's a likkle truth Open up your eye While you're checking out the boom-bap, check the exercise 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! (Woop!) They both ride horses After 400 years, I've _got_ no choices! The police them have a little gun So when I'm on the streets, I walk around with a bigger one (Woop-woop!) I hear it all day Just so they can run the light and be upon their way Chorus Verse Three: Check out the message in a rough stylee The real criminals are the C-O-P You check for undercover and the one PD But just a mere Black man, them want check me Them check out me car for it shine like the sun But them jealous or them vexed cause them can't afford one Black people still slaves up til today But the Black police officer nah see it that way Him want a salary Him want it So he put on a badge and kill people for it My grandfather had to deal with the cops My great-grandfather dealt with the cops My GREAT grandfather had to deal with the cops And then my great, great, great, great... when it's gonna stop?! Chorus |
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Apr 4th, 2004 01:32 PM | ||
FromThe13thFloor | Both songs rule. | |
Apr 4th, 2004 12:25 PM | ||
Matt Harty |
Kay-kiokio cowboy Kay-kiokio-hoo Kay-kio-kio cowboy, cowboy, cowboy, under the moon. I was ridin' my horse by the Rio Grandee and all o' them coyotes singing in a prairie symphony. I was ridin' my horse down by the Rio Grandee when I seen me a cowboy, cowboy, cowboy, ridin' toward me. Kay-kiokio cowboy Kay-kiokio-hoo Kay-kiokio cowboy, cowboy, cowboy, under the moon. |
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Apr 4th, 2004 11:57 AM | ||
ScruU2wice |
edit: i read it and now i'm even more sad... |
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Apr 4th, 2004 11:25 AM | ||
Snatchtastic |
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Apr 3rd, 2004 11:55 PM | ||
Brandon | Thanks. | |
Apr 3rd, 2004 11:44 PM | ||
eggyolk |
TERRORISTS COME HERE what's wrong with the world, mama? people livin like they ain't got no mamas I think the whole world's addicted to the drama only attracted to the things that'll bring the drama overseas ya we tryin to stop terrorism but we still got terrorists here livin in the U.S.A, the big C.I.A the bloods & the crips, and the KKK but if you only got love for your own ways then you only leave space to discriminate and to discriminate only generates hate and when you hate, then you're bound to get irate madness is what you demonstrate and that's exactly how anger works and operates man ya gotta have love, this'll set us straight take control of your mind and meditate let your soul gravitate, to the love ya'll people killin people dyin children hurt and women cryin will you practice what you preach and would you turn the other cheek father father father, help us need some guidance from above these people got me got me questionin where is the love? (love) where is the love? (the love) where is the love? (the love) where is the love? (where is the love the love my love) it just ain't the same old ways have changed new days are strange, is world insane? if love and peace is so strong why are there pieces of love that don't belong nations droppin bombs chemical gasses fillin lungs of little ones with ongoin sufferin, as the youth die young so ask yourself, is the lovin really gone so I can ask myself, really what is going wrong with this world that we livin in, people keep on givin in makin wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends not respectin eachother, deny thy brother a war is goin on but the reason's under cover the truth is kept secret, and swept under the rug if you never know truth, then you never know love where's the love ya'll? (i don't know) where's the truth ya'll? (i don't know) and where's the love ya'll? people killin people dyin children hurt and women cryin will you practice what you preach and would you turn the other cheek father father father, help us need some guidance from above these people got me got me questionin where is the love? (love) where is the love? (the love) where is the love? (the love) where is the love? where is the love? (love) where is the love? (the love) where is the love? (the love) where is the love? (where is the love the love my love) I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder as I'm getting older, ya'll people gets colder most of us only care about money makin selfishness got us followin the wrong direction wrong information always shown by the media negative images is the main criteria infecting the young minds faster than bacteria kids wanna act like what they see in the cinema .. whatever happened to the values of humanity? whatever happened to the fairness and equality instead of spreading love we spreadin animosity lack of understandin leading us away from unity that's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin under that's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin down It's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin under gotta keep my faith alive till love is found now ask yourself where is the love? where is the love? where is the love? where is the love? father father father, help us need some guidance from above these people got me got me questionin where is the love? now sing with me ya'll (one love one love) we only got (one love one love) that's all we got (one love one love) and something's wrong with it something's wrong with it something's wrong with the w-w-world we only got (one love one love) that's all we got (one love one love) |