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Post by OrangeJulius on Jun 11, 2013 19:55:00 GMT -5
From FBI publicity alert too, we've come a LONG way
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Post by ROcK! on Jun 22, 2013 17:12:26 GMT -5
Something from Apollo 440 for you folks to rock out to on this fine saturday evening. Apollo 440 have a lot of great songs. Check'em out sometime. Have fun. [glow=red,2,300]Stop the Rock by Apollo 440
Stop the rock, stop the rock
Stop the rock, stop the rock
Stop the rock, can't stop the rock
You can't stop the rock, stop the rock
Stop the rock, can't stop the rock
You can's stop the rock, can't stop the rock (repeated)
Shake that paranoia, can't stop the rock! (repeated)
Come move me move me
Dancing like Madonna, into the groove
Stop the rock, can't stop the rock
You can't stop the rock, can't stop the rock
Let's get down and dirty baby
Come get down and dirty babe
Down and dirty baby
Shape the rock like Henry Moore
Aphrodite at the waterhole, come on!
Stop the rock, can't stop the rock
You can't stop the rock, can't stop the rock[/glow] |
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Post by MegaJetJaguar on Jul 3, 2013 17:56:22 GMT -5
Count Smokula - Die You Zombie Bastards All I do is hang around my house Drinking booze and getting plastered
How the brave get scared soil their underwears
Screaming die you zombie bastards
Die die die I say die die die
I mean die die die and die faster
Kill them from the ground kill them from the sky
Then go die you zombie bastards
Die you zombie bastards!
Things got bad then they got worse
Degeneration going faster
Call the cemetery send for a hearse
Cause you'll die you zombie bastards
Die die die I say die die die
I mean die die die and die faster
Kill them from the ground
Kill them from the sky then go die you
Zombie bastards
Die you zombie bastards!
This is what my mamma said
This is worse than the night after the living dead
Shoot a spike through each of their heads watch them bleed and die let no tears be shed.
Die die die I say die die die
I mean die die die and die faster
Kill them from the ground
Kill them from the sky then go die you zombie bastard
die you zombie bastards!
Hey I say die die die
I mean die die die and die faster
Kill them from the ground kill them from the sky then go die you zombie bastard
Die you zombie bastards!
Ohh ohh
Ohh ohh
Ohh ohh
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Post by ROcK! on Jul 25, 2013 12:18:48 GMT -5
KISS - Rocket Ride Lady space, you like the way
I make you feel inside
Take a rocket ride
From the start you wanted to fly
I got the rocket and you want the ride
Take a rocket ride
Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride
Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride
Lady space, you better wake up fast
Countdown is comin' on
Take a rocket ride
The gravity that used to hold you down
Just don't exist no more
Take a rocket ride
Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride
Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride
Come on, grab a hold of my rocket
Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride
Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride
Baby's on her knees, baby wants to please
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride
Baby's on her knees, baby wants to please
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Post by ROcK! on Aug 8, 2013 12:11:49 GMT -5
 "Ice Ice Baby"
Yo, VIP, Let's kick it!
Ice Ice Baby, Ice Ice Baby
All right stop, Collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? Yo – I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.
Dance, Go rush the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, You better gain way
You better hit bull's eye, The kid don't play
If there was a problem, Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, and the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point, no faking
Cooking MCs like a pound of bacon
Burning them they ain't quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby, Waving just to say, "Hi!"
Did you stop? No – I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead
Yo – so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
Ready for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're so full of "Eight Ball"
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine – All I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper, the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene, You know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem, Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed, This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, Other DJs say, "damn"
If my rhyme was a drug, I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem, Yo – I'll solve it!
Check out the hook while DJ revolves it.
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Yo, man, let's get out of here! Word to your mother!
Ice Ice Baby Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold
Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold [/color][/center] |
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Post by ROcK! on Aug 8, 2013 14:45:35 GMT -5
 Rockafeller Skank - Fatboy Slim
Right about now
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Post by ROcK! on Aug 12, 2013 11:28:55 GMT -5
RUN D.M.C. - King of Rock
I'm the king of rock, there is none higher
Sucker MC's should call me sire
To burn my kingdom, you must use fire
I won't stop rockin' till I retire
Now we rock the party and come correct
Our cuts are on time and rhymes connect
Got the right to vote and will elect
And other rappers can't stand us, but give us respect
They called us and said we're gettin iller
There's no one chiller
It's not Michael Jackson and this is not Thriller
As one def rapper, I know I can hang
I'm Run from Run-DMC, like Kool from Kool and the Gang
Roll to the rock, rock to the roll
DMC stands for devastating mic control
You can't touch me with a ten foot pole
And I even made the devil sell me his soul
Now we crash through walls, cut through floors
Bust through ceilings and knock down doors
And when we're on the tape, we're fresh out the box
You can hear our sound for blocks and blocks
For every living person we're a purple treat
It's me and DMC, Jay where's the beat?
Now we're the baddest of the bad, the coolest of the cool
I'm DMC, I rock and roll. I'm DJ Run, I rock and rule
It's not a Trick or Treat and it's not a April Fool
It's all brand new, never ever old school
You got the music in your body and you can't comprehend
When your mind won't wiggle and your knees will bend
Music ain't nothin but a people's jam
It's DJ Run-DMC rockin without a band
Now I walked on ice and never fell
I spent my time in a plush hotel
I stood on many stages, held many mics
Take airplane flights, at huge heights
So all you sucker MC's, you gotta say please
Cause when he jumps high, I'm pulling down weeds
Got a song so strong, it's knocking down trees
Is it hard to believe it's Run-DMC
I am from, around the way
And Run goes to school, every day
And Jay plays the records he has to play
And we get down with no delay, HEY!
I rock the party with the words I speak
And Run says the rhymes that are unique
And Jay cuts the records every day of the week
And we are the crew that can never be beat
So don't try to diss me, try to be my friend
Cause if you do, you'll get yours in the end
The rhymes we say, shall set a trend
Because a devestating rap is what we send
Every jam we play, we break two needles
There's three of us but we're not the Beatles
My name is Darryl, you can call him D
You can call me Darryl Mack, or you can call him DMC
People always ask, "DMC, what does it mean?"
D's for never dirty, MC for mostly clean
Like we said before, we rock hardcore
I'm DJ Run, I can scratch. I'm DMC, I can draw
And now we got the knack, to attract
Our rhyme's an aphrodisiac
We'll reign on your brain and rock your knot
When it comes to rock, give it all we got
To be MC's, we got what it takes
Let the poppers pop and the breakers break
We're cool cool cats, it's like that
That's the way it is, so stay the hell back
We're causin hard times, for sucker MC's
Cause they don't make no songs like these
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Post by Panty Dropper on Aug 14, 2013 22:55:25 GMT -5
Panty Dropping Piano Skills In TWO MINUTES
No, seriously "gentlemen"
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Post by Sheriff Buford T. Justice on Sept 13, 2013 13:55:54 GMT -5
The Crickets - I Fought The Law |
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Post by Sheriff Buford T. Justice on Sept 14, 2013 9:00:40 GMT -5
Authority Song - by John Cougar Mellencamp |
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Post by ROcK! on Sept 16, 2013 12:43:51 GMT -5
Guns n' Roses - You Could Be Mine I'm a cold heartbreaker
Fit ta burn and I'll rip
your heart in two
An I'll leave you lyin' on the bed
I'll be out the door before ya wake
It's nuthin' new ta you
'Cause I think we've seen that movie too
'Cause you could be mine
But you're way out of line
With your bitch slap rappin'
And your cocaine tongue
You get nuthin' done
I said you could be mine
Now holidays come and then they go
It's nothin' new today
Collect another memory
When I come home late at night
Don't ask me where I've been
Just count your stars
I'm home again
'Cause you could be mine
But you're way out of line
With your bitch slap rappin'
And your cocaine tongue
You get nuthin' done
I said you could be mine
You've gone sketchin' too many times
Why don't ya give it a rest
Why
Must you find
Another reason to cry
While you're breakin' down my back n' I been rackin' out my brain
It don't matter how we make it
'Cause it always ends the same
You can push it for more mileage
But your flaps r' wearin' thin
And I could sleep on it 'til mornin'
But this nightmare never ends
Don't forget to call my lawyers
With ridiculous demands
An you can take the pity so far
But it's more than I can stand
'Cause this couchtrip's gettin' older
Tell me how long has it been
'Cause 5 years is forever
An you haven't grown up yet
You could be mine
But you're way out of line
With your bitch slap rappin'
And your cocaine tongue
You get nuthin' done
I said you could be mine
You should be
You could be mine
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Post by ROcK! on Sept 23, 2013 8:48:04 GMT -5
The White Stripes - Icky Thump
Iiiiiiiieeeeeee
Icky thump
Who'da thunk?
Sittin' drunk on a wagon to Mexico.
Ah well,
What a chump
Well my head got a bump
When I hit it on the radio.
Redhead señorita
Looking dead
Came and said
"need a bed?"
En Español.
I said
"gimme a drink a water,
I'm gonna 'sing around the collar'
And I don't need a microphone."
Icky thump
with a lump in my throat
Grabbed my coat
And I was freaking
I was ready to go!
And I swear
Besides the hair
She had one white eye,
One blank stare
Lookin' up
Lyin' there.
On the stand
near her hand
Was a candy cane
Black rum, sugar cane,
Dry ice (and) something strange.
La la, la la la la la la la la la laaa laaa laaa
White Americans, what?
Nothing better to do?
Why don't you kick yourself out?
You're an immigrant too?
Who's usin' who?
What should we do?
Well you can't be a pimp
And a prostitute too
Icky thump, handcuffed to a bunk
Robbed blind
Looked around
And there was nobody else
Left alone
I hit myself with a stone
Went home
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Post by Der Kommissar on Oct 11, 2013 12:25:13 GMT -5
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Post by Frankensteins Monster on Oct 25, 2013 12:05:29 GMT -5
The Prodigy - Action RadarGive `em what you got
Go give `em all your action baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz its a will-fire action-seeking radar baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
A little action is all I need
'cuz its a will-fire action-seeking radar baby
Live it up, don't wanna give it up
Give `em what you got
Go give `em all your action baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz its a will-fire action-seeking radar baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
A little action is all I need
Radar...
Got a fire action-seeking radar baby
Live it up, don't wanna give it up
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
Live it up, don't wanna give it up
Give `em what you got
Go give `em all your action baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz its a will-fire action-seeking radar baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz its a will-fire action-seeking radar baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
A little action is all I need
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Post by The Flash on Nov 9, 2013 10:57:10 GMT -5
"Faster" by Nation Of Fear |
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Post by Hello Kitty on Nov 12, 2013 4:27:21 GMT -5
Lords of Acid - Pussy
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Post by The Gangster of Love on Nov 29, 2013 9:59:53 GMT -5
The Godfathers - Birth, School, Work, Death |
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Post by Darth Vader on Dec 2, 2013 12:32:28 GMT -5
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Post by Lando Calrissian on Dec 7, 2013 18:15:04 GMT -5
Chumbawamba - Tubthumping May the Colt 45 be with you, always. |
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Electro Robo Boogie Bot
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Post by Electro Robo Boogie Bot on Dec 10, 2013 13:42:10 GMT -5
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Post by Bub the Zombie on Dec 12, 2013 13:03:27 GMT -5
Richard Cheese - Down With the Sickness |
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Post by Space Ace on Dec 13, 2013 8:46:35 GMT -5
Kiss - Love Her All I Can |
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Post by Candy Samples on Dec 19, 2013 15:35:17 GMT -5
The Breeders - Cannonball |
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Post by Jason Voorhees on Dec 20, 2013 12:40:35 GMT -5
The Toadies - Possum Kingdom |
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Post by The Cable Guy on Dec 23, 2013 13:01:07 GMT -5
Larry The Cable Guy - Twisted Christmas Carols |
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Post by MC Santa Claus on Dec 24, 2013 15:02:41 GMT -5
RUN-DMC - Christmas In Hollis It was December 24th on Hollis Ave at the dark
When I seen a man chilling with his dog at the park
I approached them very slowly with my heart full of fear
Looked at his dog, oh my God, a ill reindeer
But then I was illin' because the man had a beard
And a bag full of goodies, 12 o'clock had neared
So I turned my head a second and the man was gone
But he must of dropped his wallet smack dead on the lawn
I picked the wallet up and then I took a pause
Took out the license and it cold said Santa Claus
A million dollars in it, cold hundreds of G's
Enough to buy a boat, matching car with ease
But I'd never steal from Santa, 'cause that ain't right
So I was going home to mail it back to him that night
But when I got home I bugged, 'cause under the tree
Was a letter from Santa and the dough is for me
It's Christmas time in Hollis Queens
Mom's cooking chicken and collard greens
Rice and stuffing, macaroni and cheese
And Santa put gifts under Christmas trees
Decorate the house with lights at night
Snow's on the ground, snow white so bright
In the fireplace is the yule log
Beneath the mistletoe as we drink egg nog
The rhymes you hear are the rhymes of Darryl's
But each and every year we bust Christmas carols
Rhymes so loud and prod you hear it
It's Christmas time and we got the spirit
Jack Frost chillin', the orchas out?
And that's what Christmas is all about
The time is now, the place is here
And the whole wide world is filled with cheer
My name's DMC with the mic in my hand
And I'm chilling and coolin' just like a snowman
So open your eyes, lend us a ear, we want to say
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! |
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Post by Sweet Baby Jesus on Dec 29, 2013 12:58:08 GMT -5
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Post by Gamera on Dec 30, 2013 13:04:48 GMT -5
The Firm - Radioactive (1985) |
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Post by Thor on Jan 4, 2014 20:49:10 GMT -5
The Prodigy - Thunder - Invaders Must Die
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Post by Stupid Cupid on Jan 10, 2014 13:51:15 GMT -5
What The World Needs Now - Burt Bacharach |
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