Cold Hearted Bitch by Jett
eoin o'neill in session, micho russell, tommy mc carthy sporting nell, andrew mac namara, kitty hayes a touch of clare, martin hayes, yvonne casey, sean tyrell,,,,,,
Mikey!
I'm listening to ghost stories read by Ward McBurney on Fresh Air.
2 compilation albums by Trojan Records from Jamaica. Finest quality dub-reggae from the 60's & 70's - fat basslines, echo chambers & sound effects galore!
Nothing but the sound of silence - well I can hear children out side playing. And the tap, tap, tap of my keyboarding but that is about it. Sometimes sound of any kind is music.
spring motorcycles revving up on University Avenue
Billie Holiday - "The Definitive Billie Holiday"
pure silence in an empty courtroom
"99 Problems" by Jay Z I love this song.
If your havin girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
I'm from the hood stupid what type of facts are those
If you grew up with O's and you zap the toes
You'd celebrate the minute you was havin doe
I'm like f*ck critics you can kiss my whole as*hole
If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward
Got beef with radio if i don't play they show
They don't play my hits well i don't give a **** SO
Rap mags try and use my black ass
So advertisers can give em more cash for ads...f*ckers
I don't know what you take me as
or understand the intellegence that Jay-Z has
I'm from rags to ritches nigga i ain't dumb
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
The year is '94 and in my trunk is raw
In my rear view mirror is the mother f*ckin law
I got two choices yall pull over the car or
Bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor
Now i ain't tryin to see no highway chase with jake
Plus i got a few dollars i can fight the case
So i...pull over to the side of the road
And i heard "Son do you know why i'm stoppin you for?"
Cause i'm young and i'm black and my hats real low
Do i look like a mind reader sir, i don't know
Am i under arrest or should i guess some mo?
"Well you was doin fifty five in a fifty four"
"Liscense and regestration and step out of the car"
"Are you carryin a weapon on you i know alot of you are"
I ain't steppin out of **** all my papers legit
"Do you mind if i look round the car a little bit?"
Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back
And i know my rights so you gon' need a warrent for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something?"
"Or somebody important or somethin?"
Nah i ain't pass the bar but i know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my ****
"Well see how smart you are when the K-9's come"
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
Now once upon a time not too long ago
A n*gga like myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of havin a pussy
But a pussy havin no God Damn sense, try and push me
I tried to inore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform
You know the type loud as a motor bike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
The only thing that's gonna happen is i'mma get to clappin
He and his boys gon be yappin to the captain
And there i go traped in the kit kat again
Back through the system with the riff raff again
Fiends on the floor scratchin again
Paparatzi's with they cameras snappin them
D.A. tred to give the n*gga the shaft again
Half-a-mil for bail cause i'm African
All because ths fool was horrasin them
Tryin to play the boy like hes saccarin
But ain't nothin sweet 'bout how i hold my gun
I got 99 problems but this bitch ain't one
Hit me
Who wants to live forever - Queen
ANTHRAX....Catharsis...
from Volume 8 The Threat is Real...
All these years i've been the hard man
All these years it's been so hard man
To live my life for someone else
In fear of being honest with myself
I perpetrated a lie
Juggling my life with one hand tied behind my back
Trying to find, and it had always been mine
I'm in, i'm out
I'm breaking though the darkness
And it knocked me over
Into the light of an older soul, and i'll never die
Cause everything i am is in your eyes
Angels in my heart, devils in my eyes
I'll live forever in your eyes
Crucify my inhibitions
The first born son he died for my sins
Nothing to worry about
And all these years i was the hard man
I always knew i'd find myself and prove
Because you told me the truth, it's all i wanted from you
My catharic dream, a primal scream
Shedding my skin
Somewhere between light and dark
I balance what i am
And i remember everything we said we'd ding a way
Laugh and cry, love and hate
Ain't no weak link this bond won't break
I put it out there it comes back
the soundtrack bites from Shrek 2, from the website.
Setanta and I just went to see the movie. The music, in combination with what was going on, made me laugh so hard the tears were flowing at one point. I'm gonna have to really buy this soundtrack. An animated movie with David Bowie and Tom Waits on the soundtrack ... hehehehehe ... brilliant.
wheatus - teenage dirtbag
Her name is Noel
I have a dream about her
She rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
Oh how she rocks
In Keds and tube socks
But she doesn't know who I am
And she doesn't give a damn about me
Cuz I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me, ooh
Her boyfriend's a di**
He brings a gun to school
He'd simply kick
My a** if he knew the truth
He lives on my block
And he drives an IROC
But he doesn't know who I am
And he doesn't give a damn about me
Cuz I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me, ooh
Ooh yeah, dirtbag
No she doesn't know what she's missin'
Ooh yeah, dirtbag
No she doesn't know what she's missin'
Man I feel like mold
It's prom night and I am lonely
Lo and behold
She's walkin' over to me
This must be fake
My lip starts to shake
How does she know who I am?
And why does she give a damn about me?
I've got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby
Come with me Friday, don't say maybe
I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby, like you, ooh
Ooh yeah, dirtbag
No she doesn't know what she's missin'
Ooh yeah, dirtbag
No she doesn't know what she's missin', yeah
