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Posts: 406
From: Dover
I'm One of those Somber Christmas Types , easily annoyed by rediculous arguing and bickering over the "reason for the season" can we ever just shut the hell up and realize what its always been about is humanity ...just ONE day a year ...so heres my offering in Honor of that conviction.
Even Though not Christian I will point out Christ Courted beggars not kings.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=63Se0icG8qE
OLD CITY BAR...Trans Siberian Orchestra
In an old city bar
That is never too far
From the places that gather
The dreams that have been
In the safety of night
With its old neon light
It beckons to strangers
And they always come in
And the snow it was falling
The neon was calling
The music was low
And the night
Christmas Eve
And here was the danger
That even with strangers
Inside of this night
It's easier to believe
Then the door opened wide
And a child came inside
That no one in the bar
Had seen there before
And he asked did we know
That outside in the snow
That someone was lost
Standing outside our door
Then the bartender gazed
Through the smoke and the haze
Through the window and ice
To a corner streetlight
Where standing alone
By a broken pay phone
Was a girl the child said
Could no longer get home
And the snow it was falling
The neon was calling
The bartender turned
And said, not that I care
But how would you know this?
The child said I've noticed
If one could be home
They'd be all ready there
Then the bartender came out from behind the bar
And in all of his life he was never that far
And he did something else that he thought no one saw
When he took all the cash from the register draw
Then he followed the child to the girl cross the street
And we watched from the bar as they started to speak
Then he called for a cab and he said J.F.K.
Put the girl in the cab and the cab drove away
And we saw in his hand
That the cash was all gone
From the light that she had wished upon
If you want to arrange it
This world you can change it
If we could somehow make this
Christmas thing last
By helping a neighbor
Or even a stranger
And to know who needs help
You need only just ask
Then he looked for the child
But the child wasn't there
Just the wind and the snow
Waltzing dreams through the air
So he walked back inside
Somehow different I think
For the rest of the night
No one paid for a drink
And the cynics will say
That some neighborhood kid
Wandered in on some bums
In the world where they hid
But they weren't there
So they couldn't see
By an old neon star
On that night, Christmas Eve
When the snow it was falling
The neon was calling
And in case you should wonder
In case you should care
Why we're on our own
Never went home
On that night of all nights
We were already there
THEN ALL AT ONCE INSIDE THAT NIGHT
HE SAW IT ALL SO CLEAR
THE ANSWER THAT HE SOUGHT SO LONG
HAD ALWAYS BEEN SO NEAR
IT'S EVERY GIFT THAT SOMEONE GIVES
EXPECTING NOTHING BACK
IT'S EVERY KINDNESS THAT WE DO
EACH SIMPLE LITTLE ACT
Even Though not Christian I will point out Christ Courted beggars not kings.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=63Se0icG8qE
OLD CITY BAR...Trans Siberian Orchestra
In an old city bar
That is never too far
From the places that gather
The dreams that have been
In the safety of night
With its old neon light
It beckons to strangers
And they always come in
And the snow it was falling
The neon was calling
The music was low
And the night
Christmas Eve
And here was the danger
That even with strangers
Inside of this night
It's easier to believe
Then the door opened wide
And a child came inside
That no one in the bar
Had seen there before
And he asked did we know
That outside in the snow
That someone was lost
Standing outside our door
Then the bartender gazed
Through the smoke and the haze
Through the window and ice
To a corner streetlight
Where standing alone
By a broken pay phone
Was a girl the child said
Could no longer get home
And the snow it was falling
The neon was calling
The bartender turned
And said, not that I care
But how would you know this?
The child said I've noticed
If one could be home
They'd be all ready there
Then the bartender came out from behind the bar
And in all of his life he was never that far
And he did something else that he thought no one saw
When he took all the cash from the register draw
Then he followed the child to the girl cross the street
And we watched from the bar as they started to speak
Then he called for a cab and he said J.F.K.
Put the girl in the cab and the cab drove away
And we saw in his hand
That the cash was all gone
From the light that she had wished upon
If you want to arrange it
This world you can change it
If we could somehow make this
Christmas thing last
By helping a neighbor
Or even a stranger
And to know who needs help
You need only just ask
Then he looked for the child
But the child wasn't there
Just the wind and the snow
Waltzing dreams through the air
So he walked back inside
Somehow different I think
For the rest of the night
No one paid for a drink
And the cynics will say
That some neighborhood kid
Wandered in on some bums
In the world where they hid
But they weren't there
So they couldn't see
By an old neon star
On that night, Christmas Eve
When the snow it was falling
The neon was calling
And in case you should wonder
In case you should care
Why we're on our own
Never went home
On that night of all nights
We were already there
THEN ALL AT ONCE INSIDE THAT NIGHT
HE SAW IT ALL SO CLEAR
THE ANSWER THAT HE SOUGHT SO LONG
HAD ALWAYS BEEN SO NEAR
IT'S EVERY GIFT THAT SOMEONE GIVES
EXPECTING NOTHING BACK
IT'S EVERY KINDNESS THAT WE DO
EACH SIMPLE LITTLE ACT
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Joined: 03-22-2010
Posts: 2,108
From: Russia Ekaterinburg
More about the way
"Time Machine" - Carload disputes
Carload debate - the last thing
When there is nothing to drink,
But the train goes, the bottle was empty,
And pulls talk.
And the two men clashed not on fear but on the conscience
Wheels chased a desire to sleep:
One said: "Our life - is a train"
Another said: "The Apron".
One stated: "On the way our pure,
Another argued: "Not fat."
One said, they say, we - the train drivers,
Another said: "Passengers!"
One said: "We have freedom - a reward,
We define the path of the train. ".
Another said: "It's bragging:
How to get in it, so and get off. "
A first shouted: "We have an open road
For many, many years. "
The second replied: "Not so much -
It's all about the price of the ticket. "
A first shouted: "Where we want - there we go,
And we can, if necessary, roll,
The second replied that the train will pass
Only where the rails.
And they both got off somewhere near Taganrog,
Among the endless fields,
And each went his way,
The train went on his.
http://www.playcast.ru/playcasts/vie...e4ddf1fe177c5f
"Time Machine" - Carload disputes
Carload debate - the last thing
When there is nothing to drink,
But the train goes, the bottle was empty,
And pulls talk.
And the two men clashed not on fear but on the conscience
Wheels chased a desire to sleep:
One said: "Our life - is a train"
Another said: "The Apron".
One stated: "On the way our pure,
Another argued: "Not fat."
One said, they say, we - the train drivers,
Another said: "Passengers!"
One said: "We have freedom - a reward,
We define the path of the train. ".
Another said: "It's bragging:
How to get in it, so and get off. "
A first shouted: "We have an open road
For many, many years. "
The second replied: "Not so much -
It's all about the price of the ticket. "
A first shouted: "Where we want - there we go,
And we can, if necessary, roll,
The second replied that the train will pass
Only where the rails.
And they both got off somewhere near Taganrog,
Among the endless fields,
And each went his way,
The train went on his.
http://www.playcast.ru/playcasts/vie...e4ddf1fe177c5f
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Joined: 03-22-2010
Posts: 2,108
From: Russia Ekaterinburg
And about the selfless assistance to strangers (in the form of parables)
"Time Machine" - Fire
The pain must disappear, and the wise says -
Every fire will burn down once,
The wind will scatter the ashes without a trace.
But until then, until the fire is lit,
Everyone keeps the fire itself -
If the trouble, and if the cold.
If the night is long, make a small fire
And cherish and power and fuel,
Knowingly not try to spoil the wood.
But sometimes there is a sudden eccentric
This eccentric will do everything not according to custom,
His fire will rise to heaven.
Have not yet taken All decisions,
Have not yet obtained all permits,
Has not gone out all daylight,
Still not sorry for the fire, And God keeps me.
He did wisely, who saved his fire
He does not warmed neighbors,
But no loss has lived up to the warm days.
And you were wrong: you burned all the wood within an hour
And an hour later a big fire extinguished,
But at that hour was all warmth.
Have not yet taken All decisions,
Have not yet obtained all permits,
Has not gone out all daylight,
Still not sorry for the fire, And God keeps me.
http://www.playcast.ru/view/307993/0...ce6602a52a00pl
"Time Machine" - Fire
The pain must disappear, and the wise says -
Every fire will burn down once,
The wind will scatter the ashes without a trace.
But until then, until the fire is lit,
Everyone keeps the fire itself -
If the trouble, and if the cold.
If the night is long, make a small fire
And cherish and power and fuel,
Knowingly not try to spoil the wood.
But sometimes there is a sudden eccentric
This eccentric will do everything not according to custom,
His fire will rise to heaven.
Have not yet taken All decisions,
Have not yet obtained all permits,
Has not gone out all daylight,
Still not sorry for the fire, And God keeps me.
He did wisely, who saved his fire
He does not warmed neighbors,
But no loss has lived up to the warm days.
And you were wrong: you burned all the wood within an hour
And an hour later a big fire extinguished,
But at that hour was all warmth.
Have not yet taken All decisions,
Have not yet obtained all permits,
Has not gone out all daylight,
Still not sorry for the fire, And God keeps me.
http://www.playcast.ru/view/307993/0...ce6602a52a00pl
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Joined: 06-09-2009
Posts: 2,953
From: Clinton, Mass
The Tragically Hip ~ Gift Shop (1996 - about The Grand Canyon)
The beautiful lull,
the dangerous tug
we get to feel small
from high up above
and after a glimpse
over the top
the rest of the world
becomes a giftshop
The pendulum swings
for the horse like a man
out over the rim
is ice cream to him
the beautiful lull,
the dangerous tug
we get to feel small
but not out of place at all
We're forced to bed
but we're free to dream
all us human extras,
all us herded beings
and after a glimpse
over the top
the rest of the world
becomes a giftshop
I don't know what to believe,
sometimes I even forget
and if it's a lie,
terrorists made me say it
the beautiful lull,
the dangerous tug
we get to feel small
from high up above
from high up above
from high up above
from high up above
from high up above....
The beautiful lull,
the dangerous tug
we get to feel small
from high up above
and after a glimpse
over the top
the rest of the world
becomes a giftshop
The pendulum swings
for the horse like a man
out over the rim
is ice cream to him
the beautiful lull,
the dangerous tug
we get to feel small
but not out of place at all
We're forced to bed
but we're free to dream
all us human extras,
all us herded beings
and after a glimpse
over the top
the rest of the world
becomes a giftshop
I don't know what to believe,
sometimes I even forget
and if it's a lie,
terrorists made me say it
the beautiful lull,
the dangerous tug
we get to feel small
from high up above
from high up above
from high up above
from high up above
from high up above....
Last edited by Mowgli; Dec 19, 2010 at 10:45 PM.
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Joined: 06-09-2009
Posts: 2,953
From: Clinton, Mass
The Tragically Hip ~ At the Hundredth Meridian (1993)
Me debunk an American myth?
And take my life in my hands?
Where the great plains begin,
at the hundredth meridian.
At the hundredth meridian,
where the great plains begin
Driving down a corduroy road,
weeds standing shoulder high
Ferris wheel is rusting off in the distance
At the hundredth meridian where the great plains begin
Left alone to get gigantic;
hard, huge and haunted
A generation so much dumber than its' parents came
crashing through the window.
A raven strains along the line of the road,
carrying a muddy, old skull.
The wires whistle their approval,
off down the distance.
At the hundredth meridian where the great plains begin
I remember, I remember Buffalo and I remember Hengelo
It would seem to me I remember every
single fu<king thing I know
If I die of vanity, promise me, promise me,
they bury me someplace I don't want to be,
you'll dig me up and transport me, unceremoniously,
away from the swollen city-breeze, garbage-bag trees,
whispers of disease amid the acts of enormity
and lower me slowly, sadly and properly
Get Ry Cooder to sing my eulogy,
At the hundredth meridian where the great plains begin.
Me debunk an American myth?
And take my life in my hands?
Where the great plains begin,
at the hundredth meridian.
At the hundredth meridian,
where the great plains begin
Driving down a corduroy road,
weeds standing shoulder high
Ferris wheel is rusting off in the distance
At the hundredth meridian where the great plains begin
Left alone to get gigantic;
hard, huge and haunted
A generation so much dumber than its' parents came
crashing through the window.
A raven strains along the line of the road,
carrying a muddy, old skull.
The wires whistle their approval,
off down the distance.
At the hundredth meridian where the great plains begin
I remember, I remember Buffalo and I remember Hengelo
It would seem to me I remember every
single fu<king thing I know
If I die of vanity, promise me, promise me,
they bury me someplace I don't want to be,
you'll dig me up and transport me, unceremoniously,
away from the swollen city-breeze, garbage-bag trees,
whispers of disease amid the acts of enormity
and lower me slowly, sadly and properly
Get Ry Cooder to sing my eulogy,
At the hundredth meridian where the great plains begin.
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Joined: 06-09-2009
Posts: 2,953
From: Clinton, Mass
The Tragically Hip ~ Blow At High Dough (1989)
They shot a movie once, in my hometown
Everybody was in it, from miles around
Out at the speedway, some kinda indies thing
Well I ain't no movie star
But I can get behind anything
Yea I can get behind anything
Get it out, get it all out
Yea stretch that thing
Make it last, make it all last
At least until the supper bell rings
Well the taxi driver likes his rhythm
Never likes the stops
Throes of passion, throes of passion
When something just threw him off
Chorus
Sometimes the faster it gets
The less you need to know
But you gotta remember,
The smarter it gets
The further it's gonna go
When you blow at high dough
When you blow at high dough
Whoa baby I feel fine
I'm pretty sure it's genuine
It makes no sense, no it makes no sense
But I'll take it free any time
Whoever fits her usually gets her
It was the strangest thing
How'd she move so fast, move so fast
Into that wedding ring
Chorus
Out at the speedway, same Elvis thing
Well I can't catch her, but I can get behind anything
Yea I can get behind anything
Well I can get behind anything
Chorus
Out at the speedway, same Elvis thing
They shot a movie once, in my hometown
Everybody was in it, from miles around
Out at the speedway, some kinda indies thing
Well I ain't no movie star
But I can get behind anything
Yea I can get behind anything
Get it out, get it all out
Yea stretch that thing
Make it last, make it all last
At least until the supper bell rings
Well the taxi driver likes his rhythm
Never likes the stops
Throes of passion, throes of passion
When something just threw him off
Chorus
Sometimes the faster it gets
The less you need to know
But you gotta remember,
The smarter it gets
The further it's gonna go
When you blow at high dough
When you blow at high dough
Whoa baby I feel fine
I'm pretty sure it's genuine
It makes no sense, no it makes no sense
But I'll take it free any time
Whoever fits her usually gets her
It was the strangest thing
How'd she move so fast, move so fast
Into that wedding ring
Chorus
Out at the speedway, same Elvis thing
Well I can't catch her, but I can get behind anything
Yea I can get behind anything
Well I can get behind anything
Chorus
Out at the speedway, same Elvis thing
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Posts: 2,953
From: Clinton, Mass
The Tragically Hip ~ Twist My Arm (1991)
Thar she blows, Jacques Cousteau
Hear her sing so sweet and low
Lull me overboard, out-cold
Gathered in and and swallowed whole
Do I want to? With all that charm?
Do I want to? Twist my arm
You just hit me where I live
I guess it looked quite primitive
What was that supposed to prove?
Throw the calf or he'll throw you
Do I want to? With all that charm?
Do I want to? Twist my arm
Sucked in by the victim world
Thirsty as a cultured pearl
Culled and wooed, bitten, chewed
It won't hurt if you don't move
Do I want to? With all that charm?
Do I want to? Twist my arm
Musical chairs, double dares, memorized stairs,
Shootin' off flares, springtime hares and
broken-down mares
Cowered phones, big soup stones, prideless loans,
Grill-sick crows, motel moans and a big fat Jones
Martyrs don't do much for me
Though I enjoy them vicariously
After you. No! After me
No, I insist! Please, after me.
Do I want to? With all that charm?
Do I want to? Twist my arm
Thar she blows, Jacques Cousteau
Hear her sing so sweet and low
Lull me overboard, out-cold
Gathered in and and swallowed whole
Do I want to? With all that charm?
Do I want to? Twist my arm
You just hit me where I live
I guess it looked quite primitive
What was that supposed to prove?
Throw the calf or he'll throw you
Do I want to? With all that charm?
Do I want to? Twist my arm
Sucked in by the victim world
Thirsty as a cultured pearl
Culled and wooed, bitten, chewed
It won't hurt if you don't move
Do I want to? With all that charm?
Do I want to? Twist my arm
Musical chairs, double dares, memorized stairs,
Shootin' off flares, springtime hares and
broken-down mares
Cowered phones, big soup stones, prideless loans,
Grill-sick crows, motel moans and a big fat Jones
Martyrs don't do much for me
Though I enjoy them vicariously
After you. No! After me
No, I insist! Please, after me.
Do I want to? With all that charm?
Do I want to? Twist my arm
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Posts: 2,953
From: Clinton, Mass
The Tragically Hip ~ Grace, Too (1995)
He said I'm fabulously rich
C'mon just lets go
She kinda bit her lip
Geez, I don't know
But I can guarantee
There'll be no knock on the door
I'm a total pro that's what I'm here for
I come from downtown
Born ready for you
Armed with will and determination
and grace, too
The secret rules of engagement
Are hard to endorse
When the appearance of conflict
Meets the appearance of force
But I can guarantee
There'll be no knock on the door
I'm a total pro
that's what I'm here for
I come from downtown
Born ready for you
Armed with skill and it's frustration
and grace, too
Him? Here? Now? No!
Him? Here? Now? No!
He said I'm fabulously rich
C'mon just lets go
She kinda bit her lip
Geez, I don't know
But I can guarantee
There'll be no knock on the door
I'm a total pro that's what I'm here for
I come from downtown
Born ready for you
Armed with will and determination
and grace, too
The secret rules of engagement
Are hard to endorse
When the appearance of conflict
Meets the appearance of force
But I can guarantee
There'll be no knock on the door
I'm a total pro
that's what I'm here for
I come from downtown
Born ready for you
Armed with skill and it's frustration
and grace, too
Him? Here? Now? No!
Him? Here? Now? No!
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Joined: 06-09-2009
Posts: 2,953
From: Clinton, Mass
The Tragically Hip ~ Scared (1995)
I could make you scared
if you want me to
I'm not prepared, but if I have to
He said, I can make you scared,
it's kinda what I do
If you're prepared,
here's what I propose to do
You're in Russia
and more than a million works of art
are whisked out to the woods
So when the Nazis
find the whole place dark
They'd think god's
left the museum for good
I make you scared, if that's what I do
If you're prepared, if I have to
If I make you scared and you pay me to
If that's the deal
now here's what I can do for you
Now there's a focus group
that can prove
this is all nothing
but cold calculation
Tests have shown
that suspicious or hostile
Their lives need not be shortened
truth be told
they can live a long, long while
Tickled to death by their importance
If you make me scared,
if that's what you do
If I'm unclear can I get out of this thing
with me and you
If you feel scared, a bit confused,
I gotta say
this sounds a little beyond
anything I'm used to
Now there's a precious few
that can prove that at the root
This is all nothing but a cold calculation
Clearly entranced,
you're leaning back now
Defanged destroyer limps into the bay
Down at the beach
it's attracting quite a crowd
As kids wade through blood
out to it to play
OK you made me scared,
you did what you set out to do
I'm not prepared, really had me
going there for a minute or two
He said, you made me scared too,
I wasn't sure I was getting through
I gotta go, it's been a pleasure
doing business with you.
I could make you scared
if you want me to
I'm not prepared, but if I have to
He said, I can make you scared,
it's kinda what I do
If you're prepared,
here's what I propose to do
You're in Russia
and more than a million works of art
are whisked out to the woods
So when the Nazis
find the whole place dark
They'd think god's
left the museum for good
I make you scared, if that's what I do
If you're prepared, if I have to
If I make you scared and you pay me to
If that's the deal
now here's what I can do for you
Now there's a focus group
that can prove
this is all nothing
but cold calculation
Tests have shown
that suspicious or hostile
Their lives need not be shortened
truth be told
they can live a long, long while
Tickled to death by their importance
If you make me scared,
if that's what you do
If I'm unclear can I get out of this thing
with me and you
If you feel scared, a bit confused,
I gotta say
this sounds a little beyond
anything I'm used to
Now there's a precious few
that can prove that at the root
This is all nothing but a cold calculation
Clearly entranced,
you're leaning back now
Defanged destroyer limps into the bay
Down at the beach
it's attracting quite a crowd
As kids wade through blood
out to it to play
OK you made me scared,
you did what you set out to do
I'm not prepared, really had me
going there for a minute or two
He said, you made me scared too,
I wasn't sure I was getting through
I gotta go, it's been a pleasure
doing business with you.
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Posts: 2,953
From: Clinton, Mass
Ice-T ~ The Girl Tried To Kill Me (1989 The Iceberg/Freedom of Speech...Just Watch What You Say)
This is one of his crossover songs. He was a gangsta rapper but this one's hard rock with his band Body Count
[Verse One:]
Yo! I met this girl the other night
Hype super-dope body and face, her mini-skirt tight
Talkin' 'bout legs and lips, mindblowin' hips
Had to cross my legs just to look at her tits
Said she came out lookin' for some fun
Looked me in my eyes and told me...I was the one
I said "Why?", she said I was fly
Grabbed me by my hand and I thought I would die
Said she wanted to take me home to make love
Now that's the kind of rap that brothers dream of
I said, "Fast, slow, hard or soft, baby?"
She said, "All the above"
This girl tried to kill me, she didn't use a gun or a knife
This girl tried to kill me, took me within a inch of my life
[Verse Two:]
Now, I ain't no sucker on the weak tip
But let me tell you, she was on some motherfu<kin' sex trip
Took me to her crib that night, leather and spikes
Broke out the rope and the dope strobe-light
And started buggin', lightin' candles all over the room
Then she did a backflip, landed on my dick
I knew that I would be dead soon
This girl tried to kill me, she didn't use a gun or a knife
This girl tried to kill me, took me within a inch of my life
This girl tried to kill me, she didn't use a bomb or a gun
This girl tried to kill me, homeboys, watch out for this one
[Verse Three:]
Yo, my pants were on, but so what?
She ripped off my shirt and tied my monkey-ass up
Faster than I could say "No!"
It was like a rodeo, I was with a sex nut
I looked in her face...
She sweated and she grinned with delight
And then she broke out a whip, I said "****!"
This girl had crazy plans for the night
This girl tried to kill me, she didn't use a bomb or a gun
This girl tried to kill me, homeboys, watch out for this one
This girl tried to kill me, she didn't use a gun or a knife
This girl tried to kill me, took me within a inch of my life
[Verse Four:]
Now whips ain't all that she had
All kinda crazy **** was at this bi+ch's pad
I'm talkin' about latex suits, spike-heeled boots
Oversized vibrators so that she could get loose
I said, "Don't...don't...don't whip me!
I'll do anything you ask!"
And then homegirl stripped, 38" tits
Man you shoulda seen that ass
This girl tried to kill me, she didn't use a gun or a knife
This girl tried to kill me, took me within a inch of my life
This freak tried to kill me, she didn't use a bomb or a gun
This girl tried to kill me, homeboys, watch out for this one
[Verse Five:]
My dick was harder than a bulletproof vest
She started pourin' baby oil on her chest
And then she said, "Gimme gimme gimme"
Jumped on my Jimmy, and rode me like the Wild West
I almost passed out, then the front door cold bust in
It was her fu<kin' husband, six-foot ten
I knew my life would soon end
Homeboy tried to kill me, he didn't use a bomb or a gun
Homeboy tried to kill me, yo...yo, nowhere to run
Homeboy tried to kill me, he didn't use a gun or a knife
Homeboy tried to kill me, cos he had caught me fu<kin' his wife
Yo...
This is one of his crossover songs. He was a gangsta rapper but this one's hard rock with his band Body Count
[Verse One:]
Yo! I met this girl the other night
Hype super-dope body and face, her mini-skirt tight
Talkin' 'bout legs and lips, mindblowin' hips
Had to cross my legs just to look at her tits
Said she came out lookin' for some fun
Looked me in my eyes and told me...I was the one
I said "Why?", she said I was fly
Grabbed me by my hand and I thought I would die
Said she wanted to take me home to make love
Now that's the kind of rap that brothers dream of
I said, "Fast, slow, hard or soft, baby?"
She said, "All the above"
This girl tried to kill me, she didn't use a gun or a knife
This girl tried to kill me, took me within a inch of my life
[Verse Two:]
Now, I ain't no sucker on the weak tip
But let me tell you, she was on some motherfu<kin' sex trip
Took me to her crib that night, leather and spikes
Broke out the rope and the dope strobe-light
And started buggin', lightin' candles all over the room
Then she did a backflip, landed on my dick
I knew that I would be dead soon
This girl tried to kill me, she didn't use a gun or a knife
This girl tried to kill me, took me within a inch of my life
This girl tried to kill me, she didn't use a bomb or a gun
This girl tried to kill me, homeboys, watch out for this one
[Verse Three:]
Yo, my pants were on, but so what?
She ripped off my shirt and tied my monkey-ass up
Faster than I could say "No!"
It was like a rodeo, I was with a sex nut
I looked in her face...
She sweated and she grinned with delight
And then she broke out a whip, I said "****!"
This girl had crazy plans for the night
This girl tried to kill me, she didn't use a bomb or a gun
This girl tried to kill me, homeboys, watch out for this one
This girl tried to kill me, she didn't use a gun or a knife
This girl tried to kill me, took me within a inch of my life
[Verse Four:]
Now whips ain't all that she had
All kinda crazy **** was at this bi+ch's pad
I'm talkin' about latex suits, spike-heeled boots
Oversized vibrators so that she could get loose
I said, "Don't...don't...don't whip me!
I'll do anything you ask!"
And then homegirl stripped, 38" tits
Man you shoulda seen that ass
This girl tried to kill me, she didn't use a gun or a knife
This girl tried to kill me, took me within a inch of my life
This freak tried to kill me, she didn't use a bomb or a gun
This girl tried to kill me, homeboys, watch out for this one
[Verse Five:]
My dick was harder than a bulletproof vest
She started pourin' baby oil on her chest
And then she said, "Gimme gimme gimme"
Jumped on my Jimmy, and rode me like the Wild West
I almost passed out, then the front door cold bust in
It was her fu<kin' husband, six-foot ten
I knew my life would soon end
Homeboy tried to kill me, he didn't use a bomb or a gun
Homeboy tried to kill me, yo...yo, nowhere to run
Homeboy tried to kill me, he didn't use a gun or a knife
Homeboy tried to kill me, cos he had caught me fu<kin' his wife
Yo...
