Lyrics 205

Gorillaz - Clint Eastwood.

Moment entendu : Max & OC attendant à un feu rouge.

 

Oh oh oh oh oh

I ain't happy,
I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but
Not for long
The future is coming on

I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless,but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on

Yeah... Ha Ha!
Finally someone let me out of my cage
Now, time for me is nothing cos I'm counting no age
Now I couldn't be there
Now you shouldn't be scared
I'm good at repairs
And I'm under each snare
Intangible
Bet you didn't think so I command you to
Panoramic view
Look I'll make it all manageable
Pick and choose
Sit and lose
All you different crews
Chicks and dudes
Who you think is really kickin' tunes?
Picture you gettin' down in a picture tube
Like you lit the fuse
You think it's fictional
Mystical? Maybe
Spiritual
Hearable
What appears in you is a clearer view cos you're too crazy
Lifeless
To know the definition for what life is
Priceless
For you because I put you on the hype shit
You like it?
Gunsmokin' righteous with one token
Psychic among those
Possess you with one go

I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless,but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on

The essence the basics
Without it you make it
Allow me to make this
Childlike in nature
Rhythm
You have it or you don't that's a fallacy
I'm in them
Every sprouting tree
Every child apiece
Every cloud you see
You see with your eyes
I see destruction and demise
Corruption in disguise
From this fuckin' enterprise
Now I'm sucking to your lies
Through Russ, though not his muscles but the percussion he provides
with me as a guide
But y'all can see me now cos you don't see with your eye
You perceive with your mind
That's the inner
So I'm gonna stick around with Russ and be a mentor
Bust a few rhymes so mother fuckers
Remember where the thought is
I brought all this
So you can survive when law is lawless
Feelings, sensations that you thought were dead
No squealing, remember
(that it's all in your head)

I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future

 

 

D12 feat. Eminem - Fight Music.

Moment entendu : Max entre au Crash avec les freaks.

 

[Chorus: Eminem]
This kinda music
Use it and you get in to do shit
Whenever you hear some shit
And you can't refuse this
Just some shit
For these kids to trash their rooms with
Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit
The type of shit
That you don't have to ask who produced it
You just know
That's the new shit
The type of shit that causes mass confusion
And drastic movement of people acting stupid

[Kon Artis]
I come to every club with intention to do harm
With a prosthetic arm
And smelling like boon's farm (?)
Hiding under tables as soon as I hear alarms
Paranoid Dee Dee Dees to steal from his own mom
Kuniving Kon
Artis with a bomb
Strapped to my stomach screaming
"Let's get it on"
A lust that love the drank
Drunk driving a tank
Rolling over a bank
Cops see my and faint
It's drastic
And I'm passed my limit of coke
I think I'll up my high by slitting your throat
Push a baby carriage into the street
Till it's minced meat
Your mens been beat
The minute I step foot on your street
This is fight music!

[Bizarre]
You know why my hands are so numb? (No)
'cause my grandmother sucked my dick
And I didn't cum (Oh)
Smacked this whore for talking crap (Bitch)
So what if she's handicapped (What?)
The bitch said Bizarre couldn't rap

 

 

Mystikal – Mystikal Fever.

Moment entendu : Max contre l’homme sans tête.

 

Humph, Come on

[Verse 1]
It's the nigga that get hard than starch in yo fuckin creases
rip it to pieces
slicin and dicin and icin em right
with the mic I use
that's as clean as a wild teacher
eyes stay tight when they fade
to watch swarm bleedin
from out the freeza
can't you see em? Jesus!
Big tittie Tina boppas out chea catchin Mystikal Fever
Ol you'll be sayin you ain't takin no shit this time
Nigga me neither!
You could leave nigga fuck we don't need ya
Rapper, killer, loaded, beat,
swivel, shark, butchers meat CLEAVER [knife sound]
a lot of you niggas believe in walkin a thin line
but when I get through wit cha all I be hearin is awwah!!
Of all maps and adages knocking off hats
Y all know
act a ass
But don't call me that
Fix yo fuckin shirt
tie yo fuckin shoe strangs
jive and Mystikal comin up in the bull dagger

[chorus]
big tittie bitches catchin Mystikal fever
aaw oh, aaw oh
these niggas know, these niggas know when it's Mystikal season
big tittie bitches catchin big tittie bitches catchin Mystikal fever
aaw oh, aaw oh
these niggas know, these niggas know when it's Mystikal s fever

[Verse 2]
keep my motherfuckin fist balled up
case a mutherfucka tryin to start somethin
takin ginseng got yo lil dick hard makin it harder
think you gon jump in the ring and go pound for pound with the knockout king?
No shit like that gon happen cause them
niggas down here ain't gon fuck wit what I bring
you heard the the motherfuckin door open
you heard that arrrr (door open sound) you know that's me
if it was a wrestlin match you'll be on your back like 1&2&3
come off the top ropes leave you knocked out wit yo mouth open
and they gon have to take yo ass home and leave you in a hot tub and soak
bar banga and if you don't want swang
wit a mic I tell you nigga
I m wild ass a gorilla on chain
Time to flow wit a natural-born go getter
This for my hustlas to ballas, gangstas and cap pealers
hustlas to ballas
gangstas and cap pealers
hustlas and gangstas
gangstas and cap pealers
hustlas to ballas
gangstas and cap pealers

[chorus]
big tittie bitches catchin Mystikal fever
aaw oh, aaw oh
these niggas know, these niggas know when it's Mystikal season
big tittie bitches catchin big tittie bitches catchin Mystikal fever
aaw oh, aaw oh
these niggas know, these niggas know when it's Mystikal fever


[Verse 3]
I'll go pound for pound wit the knuckle cuffin motherfucka
Rush em and touch em
Then stand ova his ass and screamin I told you not to start nuthin
I'ma damage ya
You ain't got the stamina
Half the talent to match, to dance wit the tarantula
When I'ma chargin at cha
niggas be tryin to copy cat
wanna jump on the mic and do what I do but can't keep up
ain't no thankin
that'shit gon change
cause when I drop off Mystikal sound a likes
gon have to get the fuck off
crackin they glasses
smashin they records
smash and catchin they ass all day and tackle they ass
tell em all settle shop down close fo sho
put it down like 1990 M.C. Hammer
I hope

[chorus]
big tittie bitches catchin Mystikal fever
aaw oh, aaw oh
these niggas know, these niggas know when it's Mystikal season
big tittie bitches catchin big tittie bitches catchin Mystikal fever
aaw oh, aaw oh
these niggas know, these niggas know when it's Mystikal s fever
big tittie bitches catchin Mystikal fever
aaw oh, aaw oh
these niggas know, these niggas know when it's Mystikal season
big tittie bitches catchin big tittie bitches catchin Mystikal fever
aaw oh, aaw oh
these niggas know, these niggas know when it's Mystikal s fever