Tori Amos
"Mother"
Little Earthquakes (1991)
go go go go now
out of the nest
it's time
go go go now
circus girl without a safety net
here here now
don't cry
you raised your hand for the assignment
tuck those ribbons under your helmet
be a good soldier
first my left foot
then my right behind the other
pantyhose running in the cold
mother the car is here
somebody leave the light on
green limousine for the redhead
dancing dancing girl
and when i dance for him
somebody leave the light on
just in just in case i like the dancing
i can remember where i come from
i walked into your dream
and now i've forgotten how to dream my own dream
you are the clever one aren't you?
brides in veils for you
we told you all of our secrets
all but one
and don't you even try
the phone has been disconnected
dripping with blood
and with time
and with your advice
poison me against the moon
mother the car is here
somebody leave the light on
black chariot for the redhead
dancing dancing girl
he's gonna change my name
maybe you'll leave the light on
just in just in case i like the dancing
i can remember where i come from
i escape into your escape
into our very favorite fearscape
it's across the sky
and across my heart
and i cross my legs
oh my god
first my left foot
then my right behind the other
breadcrumbs lost under the snow
mother
mother the car is here
here
maybe maybe you'll leave the light on
for the for the for the dancing girl
he's gonna change my name
maybe you'll leave the light on
just in case i like the dancing
i can remember where i come
come from
mother
mother
mother
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Nirvana
"Lounge Act"
Nevermind (1991)
truth covered in security
i can't let you smother me
i'd like to but it couldn't work
trading off and taking turns
i don't regret a thing
i've got this friend you see
who makes me feel
and i wanted more
than i could steal
i'll arrest myself
and wear a shield
i'll go out of my way
to prove i still
smell her on you
don't tell me what i wanna hear
afraid of never knowning fear
experience anything you need
i'll keep fighting jealousy
until it's fucking gone
i've got this friend you see
who makes me feel
and i wanted more
than icould steal
i'll arrest myself
and wear a shield
i'll go out of my way
to prove istill
Smell her on you
truth covered in security
i can't let you smother me
i'd like to but it wouldn't work
trading off and taking turns
i don't regret a thing
i've got this friend you see
who makes me feel
and i wanted more
than i could steal
i'll arrest myself
and wear a shield
i'll go out of my way
to make you a deal
we'll make a pact
to learn from whoever we want
without new rules
we'll share what's lost and what we grew
they'll go out of their way
to prove they still
smell her on you
they still
i'd like to but it couldn't work
trading off and taking turns
i don't regret a thing
i've got this friend you see
who makes me feel
and i wanted more
than i could steal
i'll arrest myself
and wear a shield
i'll go out of my way
to prove i still
smell her on you
don't tell me what i wanna hear
afraid of never knowning fear
experience anything you need
i'll keep fighting jealousy
until it's fucking gone
i've got this friend you see
who makes me feel
and i wanted more
than icould steal
i'll arrest myself
and wear a shield
i'll go out of my way
to prove istill
Smell her on you
truth covered in security
i can't let you smother me
i'd like to but it wouldn't work
trading off and taking turns
i don't regret a thing
i've got this friend you see
who makes me feel
and i wanted more
than i could steal
i'll arrest myself
and wear a shield
i'll go out of my way
to make you a deal
we'll make a pact
to learn from whoever we want
without new rules
we'll share what's lost and what we grew
they'll go out of their way
to prove they still
smell her on you
they still
smell her on you
smell her on you
smell her on you
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Ice-T
"O.G. Original Gangster"
O.G. Original Gangster (1991)
Ten years ago
I used to listen to rappers flow
Talking about the way
They rocked the mic at the disco
I liked how that shit was going down
Dreamt about ripping the mic with my own sound
So I tried to write rhymes
Something like them
my boys said
"that ain't you Ice that shit sounds like them"
So I sat back
thought up a new track
Didn't fantasize kicked the pure Facts
Motherfuckers got scared
Cause they was unprepaired
Who would tell it how it really was?
Who dared?
A motherfucker from the West Coast
L.A. South Central fool
Where the Crips and the Bloods play
When I wrote about parties
It didn't fit
Six in the Morning
That was the real shit
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
When I wrote about parties
Someone always died
When I tried to write happy
Yo I knew I lied
I lived a life of crime
Why play ya blind?
A simple look
And anyone with two cents
Would know I'm A hardcore player from the streets
Rapping about hardcore topics
Over hardcore drumbeats
A little different
Than the average though
Jet you thru the fast lane
Drop you on death row
Cause anybody who's been there
Knows that life ain't so lovely
On the blood-soaked fast track
That invincible shit don't work
Throw ya in a joint
You'll be coming out feet first
So I blast the mic with my style
Sometimes I'm ill
The other times buck wild
But the science is always there
I'd be a true sucker
If I acted like I didn't care
I rap for brothers just like myself
Dazed by the game
In a quest for extreme wealth
But I kick it to you hard and real
One wrong move and your caps peeled
I ain't no super hero
I ain't no Marvel Comic
But when it comes to game I'm atomic
At dropping it straight
Point blank and untwisted
No imagination needed cause I lived it
This ain't no fucking joke
This shit is real to me
I'm Ice-T
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
Two weeks ago I was out at the disco
Two brothers stepped up to me
And said
"Hey yo Ice We don't think you're down
What set ya claiming?"
E drew the glock
yo my set's aiming!
Dumb motherfucker
Try to roll on me please!
I'm protected by a thousand emcees
And hoodlums and hustlers
And bangers with Jeri curls
We won't even count the girls
Cause they got my back
And I got theirs too
Fight for the streets
When I'm on Oprah or Donahue
They try to sweat a nigga
But they just didn't figure
What my wit's as quick as a hair trigger
"He's not your everyday-type
Prankster"
I'm Ice-T the original gangster
So step to me
If you think that you're ready to
Got on your bullet proof?
Well mine's goin' right thru
This ain't no game to me
It's hollow fame to me
Without respect frome streets
So I don't claim be
The hardest motherfucker on earth
Catch me slippin, I can even get worked
But I don'T slip that often
There's a coffin
Waiting for the brother
Who comes off soft when
The real fucking shit goes down
Take a look around
All them pussies can be found
They talk a mean fight
But fight like hoes
I'm from South Central fool
Where everything goes
Snatch you out your car so fast
You'll get whiplash
Numbers on your roof top
For when the copters pass
Gangbangers
Don't carry no switch blades
Every kid's got a Tec 9 or a Hand grenade
Thirty-seven killed
Last week in a crack war
Hostges tied up
And shot in a liquor store
Nobody gives a fuck
"The children have to go to school"
Well moms good luck
Cause the shit's fucked up bad
I use my pad and pen
And my lyrics break out mad
I try to write about fun
And the good times
But the pen yanks away and explodes
And destroys the rhyme
Maybe it's just cause of where I'm from
L.A. that was a shot gun!
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
O.G. Original Gangster
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Mazarin
"Chasing the Girl"
Watch It Happen (1999)
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Tupac
"I Don't Give A Fuck"
2Pacalypse Now (1991)
i don't give a fuck
they done push me to my limit
i'm all in
i might blow up any minute
did it again
and now i'm in the back of the paddy wagon
while this cop's bragging about the nigga he's jacking
i see no justice
all i see is niggas dying fast
the sound of a gun blast
then watch the hearse pass
just another day in the life g
gotta step lightly cause cops tried to snipe me
the cabs they don't wanna stop for a brother man
but damn near have an accident to pick up another man
i went to the bank to cash my check
i get more respect from the motherfucking dope man
the grammys and the american music shows
they pimp us like hoes
take our dough but they hate us though
you better keep your mind on the real shit
and fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocrites
the way they see it we was meant to be kept down
just can't understand why we getting respect now
mama told me there'd be days like this
but i'm pissed cause it stays like this
and now they trying to ship me off to kuwait?
give me a break how much shit can a nigga take?
i ain't going nowhere no how
bush wanna throw down?
better bring the gun pal
cause this is the day we make them pay
fuck bailing hay
i better spray with an ak
and even if they shoot me down
there'll be another nigga bigger
from the motherfucking underground
so step but you better step quick
cause the clock's gonna tick and i'm sick of the bullshit
you're watching the makings of a psychopath
but you sit and laugh before the wrath and aftermath
who's that behind the trigger?
who do you think?
a motherfucking nineties nigga
ready to buck and rip shit up
i had enough
yeah and i just don't give a fuck
niggas
it ain't just the blacks
it's also a gang of motherfuckers dressed in blue slacks
they say niggas hang in packs and they attitudes is shitty
so tell me who's the biggest gang of niggas in the city
they say niggas like to do niggas
so me and a cop are just two niggas
a street walking nigga and a beat walking nigga with a badge
i end his future and his past
with a blast take his cash before i dash i bash his head in
dump him at the dead end and that's just his luck
cause a nigga like me don't really give a fuck
walked in the store what's everybody staring at
they act like they never seen a motherfucker wearing black
following a nigga and shit
ain't this a bitch
alll i wanted was some chips
i wanna take my business elsewhere
but where?
cause who in the hell cares
about a black man with a black need
they wanna jack me like some kind of crack fiend
i wonder if he knows that my income is more than his pension salary and then some
your daughter is my number one fan
and your trife ass wife wants a life with a black man
so who's the mack?
in fact who's the blackjack?
sit back and get fat off the fat cat
while he thinks that he's getting over
i bust a move as smooth as casanova
and count another quick meal
i'm getting paid for my trade but i'm still real
and if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme
as strong as a fucking nine
mail stacked up
niggas wanna act up
let's put the gats up and throw your backs up
but the cops getting dropped by the gun shot
used to come but he's done now we run the block
to my brothers stay strong keep your heads up
they know we fed up
but they just don't give a fuck
they just don't give a fuck
i gotta give my fuck offs
fuck you to the san francisco police department
fuck you to the marin county sheriff department
fuck you to the fbi
fuck you to the cia
fuck you to the bush
fuck you to the amerikkka
fuck you to all you redneck prejudice motherfuckers
they wanna fuck with me
fuck y'all
punk gay sensitive little dick bastards
2pacalypse motherfucking now
y'all can kiss my ass and suck my dick
and my uncle tommy's balls
fuck y'all
punks punks punks punks punks
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Joy Division
"Love Will Tear Us Apart"
The Peel Sessions (1979)
when routine bites hard
and ambitions are low
and resentment rides high
but emotions won't grow
and we're changing our ways
but emotions won't grow
and we're changing our ways
taking different roads
then love
then love
love will tear us apart again
love
love
love will tear us apart again
why is the bedroom so cold?
you've turned away on your side
is my timing that flawed?
our respect runs so dry.
yet there's still this appeal
that we've kept through our lives.
but love
why is the bedroom so cold?
you've turned away on your side
is my timing that flawed?
our respect runs so dry.
yet there's still this appeal
that we've kept through our lives.
but love
love will tear us apart again
love
love
love will tear us apart again
you cry out in your sleep
all my failings exposed
and there's a taste in my mouth
as desperation takes hold
just that something so good
just can't function no more
but love
you cry out in your sleep
all my failings exposed
and there's a taste in my mouth
as desperation takes hold
just that something so good
just can't function no more
but love
love will tear us apart again
love
love
love will tear us apart again
love
love
love will tear us apart again
love
love
love will tear us apart again
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Neutral Milk Hotel
"Oh Sister"
Ferris Wheel On Fire (2011)
oh sister
don't be afraid of me
i won't be nailing you down in the nursery
just like the rest of them did with those watery
wandering fingers of spit that were supposed to be glorious and fine
oh sister
won't you believe in me
i only wanted to be hard on the family
here with you now in this silly infirmary
your mother makes frantic and drunk calls from Germany
all of the time
and oh sister
sweet brown and beulahery
milk from your blisters on your grandmother's jewelry
there in the parlor all naked in front of me
watching the lights from the cracks making archery animal designs
rose wallace goldaline just moves her mouth over anything
that's fleshy free and flowering
like oranges out in the open
but don't you waste your sins again
she don't need you or won't fuck your friends
and you
well you're american
self important boiling over
to prove that she must still exist
she moves herself about her fist
and won't ever never give a shit
about all those words you're wasting
to gain some pretty bright and bubbly
wondrous dream you'd like to kill and cling and claim her as your own
but don't you worry all those dainty and dirty
emotions just go away and fade out on their own
oh sister
now that you're leaving
our fingers will fall too
our lungs will be leaking
all over each other and without even speaking
we'll know that it's over and smile and go greeting whatever comes next
and oh sister you're getting married
to some angry twister that you'll have to carry home
drunk every evening from the cemetery
and if he makes it back half alive you can bury him under your sheets
and oh sister now that you're grieving
i cannot imagine there is any meaning
forgetting you ever could once have the feeling
that made you keep on and continue to breathing of all of this world
and in an age of empty rings
i don't want to feel a thing
i don't even want to know
rose wallace goldaline
don't you ever die on me
don't you on the way you go
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Class Actress
"Someone Real"
Journal of Ardency (2010)
do you want to know the truth
truth is you're holding me too high
pulling me apart
all the stop and start
do know how much i truly obsess
on every word you say
wrong or right
truth is you're holding me too high
pulling me apart
all the stop and start
do know how much i truly obsess
on every word you say
wrong or right
it's just an hour a week
but it keeps me up
and all the world
could be so new
if you would just
believe me when i tell you
you need someone real to love
you just need someone real to love
to love
put your
put your
believe when i tell you
you need someone real to love
you just need someone real
but it keeps me up
and all the world
could be so new
if you would just
believe me when i tell you
you need someone real to love
you just need someone real to love
to love
put your
put your
believe when i tell you
you need someone real to love
you just need someone real
to love
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