Song Choice of the Day

Cruel Youth – Hatefuck

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I should have left you
The moment I saw that stupid smile
I’m deluded to stay, dress rolled up by my waist
But you had me at ‘goodbye’
We got nothing in common
Except all our problems and pain
And I hate all your friends and the knife that you twist
When you say you always win

I hate you every time I fuck you
But I close the door
Cause I’m young and insecure
I loved you, what am I supposed to do?
It’s all we’re good for
While we’re young and insecure

I don’t even know you
You don’t know me when I’m not high
Boy you’re only as good as the hole in my skirt
And the bruises on my thigh
Walking in circles til I wear out my living room rug
Carpet burns on my elbows
The marks on your neck
They the trophies of our love

I hate you every time I fuck you
But I close the door
Cause I’m young and insecure
I loved you, what am I supposed to do?
It’s all we’re good for
While we’re young and insecure

Will you love me tomorrow?
When I’m screaming down your hall
And it’s past 3 am and you’re with her again
And I’m punching through your door
Cause you never listen
And I never learn
So blow out your matches
There’s no point in candles if our fire never burns

I hate you every time I fuck you
But I close the door
Cause I’m young and insecure
I loved you, what am I supposed to do?
It’s all we’re good for
While we’re young and insecure

Song Choice of the Day

Jedi Mind Tricks – Muerte

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[Ikon the Hologram]
Enter the eye of the storm
Rappers just battle me for the glory
It gets gory
They shitty like suppositories, that’s the end of the story
Bury his body in Missouri
Banish the apparatus of Gladys to crematories
My territory, perimeter of pergatory
Stingy in winches of vicious, malicious inflictions upon your click
Circulatory
Causing head spasms
Rip through your motherfucking temple like Phantasm
Hologram has ’em and walks through the holy arches
Left you in the forest with your carcass in the harness
Death is upon us
We slam like Adrian Adonis
Swarm onto pure blood like malicious pirahnas
Islamic farmers, no contender is parallel
When I’m on paper, devestate ’em like 7L
So where I dwell, without question rattles the league
Left you in a vessel with severe battle fatigue
Before you leave I insist you listen to more raps
Before I saw cats, making weapons out of your thorax

*break*

[Jus Allah]
I inhale toxins
Drunk off blood from dead cops and
The watchman, that kill us in this maze we locked in
Side corba clutch, only truth can sober us
Wild ’cause we know there’s no Jehovah watching over us
Only 10 percent that’s controlling us
Try to take our souls from us, while the state patrolling us
Caged in we break barriers, change to new areas
Dodgin’ the pits and chariots out to bury us
Jus Allah don’t make threats
Leave your fuckin’ necks clipped
Had you speakin’ the manual alphabet
Seeing’ me is death not repeated or done twice
I laugh as I cast the first stones at Christ
Joint in ace bands, you move to Graceland and Satan
Mics spray then, bury flesh in wasteland
Infect you
Inject you with the gunpowder pegs
Indent your forehead with hot lead
Whether in the abode of the dead
Or resting in the Zions
A lost day chasing the doe, like wild lions
Unchained tearin’ your flesh we unfed
Flyin’ through, like birds we takin’ your daily bread

Song Choice of the Day

Michael Buble – Save the last dance for me

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You can dance-every dance with the guy
Who gives you the eye,let him hold you tight
You can smile-every smile for the man
Who held your hand neath the pale moon light
But don’t forget who’s takin’ you home
And in whose arms you’re gonna be
So darlin’ save the last dance for me

Oh I know that the music’s fine
Like sparklin’ wine, go and have your fun
Laugh and sing, but while we’re apart
Don’t give your heart to anyone
But don’t forget who’s takin’ you home
And in whose arms you’re gonna be
So darlin’ save the last dance for me

Baby don’t you know I love you so
Can’t you feel it when we touch
I will never, never let you go
I love you oh so much

You can dance, go and carry on
Till the night is gone
And it’s time to go
If he asks if you’re all alone
Can he walk you home,you must tell him no
‘Cause don’t forget who’s taking you home
And in whose arms you’re gonna be
Save the last dance for me

Oh I know that the music’s fine
Like sparklin’ wine, go and have your fun
Laugh and sing, but while we’re apart
Don’t give your heart to anyone

And don’t forget who’s takin’ you home
And in whose arms you’re gonna be
So darling,save the last dance for me

So don’t forget who’s taking you home
Or in whose arms you’re gonna be
So darling, Save the last dance for me

Oh baby won’t you save the last dance for me
Oh baby won’t you promise that you’ll save,
The last dance for me
Save the last dance, the very last dance for me.

Song Choice of the Day

50 Cent – My life (ft. Eminem & Adam Levine)

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(That’s what I think he said…)
My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
But there’s no place to go, no place to go
All the confusion, it’s an illusion
Like a movie, got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide,
No matter how hard I try

Yeah, ’03 I went from quite filthy to filthy rich
Man their emotions change so I can never trust a bitch
I tried to help niggas get on, they turned around and spit
Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a dick
Now when you hear ’em it may sound like it’s some other shit
Cause I’m not writing anymore, they not making hits
I’m far from perfect, there’s so many lessons I done learned
If money’s evil look at all the evil I done earned
I’m doing what I’m supposed to
I’m a writer, I’m a fighter, entrepreneur
Fresh out the sewer, watch me maneuver, what’s it to you?
The track I lace it, it’s better than basic
This is my recovery, my comeback kid

My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
But there’s no place to go, no place to go
All the confusion,
It’s an illusion
Like a movie, got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide,
No matter how hard I try

While you were sipping your own kool-aid getting your buzz heavy
I was in the fucking shed sharpening my machete
Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready
To whoop down this spaghetti, or should I say this spa-get-even?
I think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting
Thought he was finished, motherfucker, it’s only the beginning
He’s buggin’ again, he’s straight thuggin’, fuck who he’s offending
He’ll rip your vocal chords out and have them bitches plugged in the
Motherfucking wall with 3000 volts of electricity
Now take the other end of ’em then plug them, motherfuckers in each
One of your eye sockets cause I thought you might finally fucking see
That’ll teach you to go voicing your cocksuckin’ opinion to me
I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit
Fuck letting up, you’re gonna end up regretting you ever betted against me
Feels like I’mma snap any minute, yeah, it’s happening again
I’m thinking about the same
Motherfuck everybody that’s up in this bitch, but 50!
Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knows
I’m trapped, so all I do is rap, but every time I rap I’m more trapped
And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh oh, I guess it’s bubble wrap
It’s like a vicious cycle, my life’s in a crisis
Christ, how was I supposed to know shit would turn out like it did?
Feels like I’m going psycho again
And I might just blow my lid
Shit, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid
Cause I’m running in circles with

My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
But there’s no place to go, no place to go
All the confusion,
It’s an illusion
Like a movie, got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide,
No matter how hard I try

I haven’t been this fucking confused since I was a kid
Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did
Maybe this is for me, maybe
Maybe I’m supposed to go crazy
Maybe I’ll do it 3 AM in the morning like Shady (hah)
> Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I’m on fire like a lighter
Tryna say this ain’t classic, get your ass kicked
Mad quick, wrap your head up in plastic
Pussy, now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots
It’s tragic, it’s sad it’s
Never gonna end, now we number one again
With that frown on your face, and your heart full of hate
Accept it, respect it
This a gift God given like the air in the lungs
Of every fucking thing livin’

My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
But there’s no place to go, no place to go
All the confusion,
It’s an illusion
Like a movie, got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide,
No matter how hard I try.