What are they really trying to say?

This shit is bananas...B-A-N-A-N-A-S.
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Post by SoVi3t » Mon Aug 15, 2005 4:06 am

"Wanksta"

[Intro: 50 Cent]
It's 50 a.k.a Ferrari F-50
Break it down
I got a lot of living to do before I die
And I ain't got tyme to waste
Let's make it

[50 Cent]
You said you a gansta but you neva pop nuttin'
We said you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
You ain't a friend of mine, (yeah)
You ain't no kin of mine, (nah)
What makes you think that I wont run up on you with the nine
We do this all tha tyme, right now we on tha grind
So hurry up and copy and go selling nicks and dimes
Shorty she so fyne, I gotta make her mine
A ass like dat gotta be one of a kind
I crush 'em everytime, punch 'em with every line
I'm fuckin with they mind
I make 'em press rewind
They know they can't shine if I'm around the rhyme
Been on parole since 94 cause I commit tha crime
I send you my line, I did it three ta nine
If D's ran up in my crib, you know who droppin dimes

[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent]
You said you a gangsta
But you neva pop nuttin
We said you a wanksta
And you need to stop frontin'
You go to the dealership
But you neva cop nuttin'
You been hustlin a long tyme
And you ain't got nuttin

[Verse 2]
Damn Homie, in high school you was tha man, homie
What tha fuck happened to you?
I got tha sickest vendetta when it come to tha chedda
And if you play wit my paper, you gotta meet my berretta
Now shorty think I'ma sweat her, sippin on amoretta
I'm livin once than deada, I know I can do betta
She look good but I know she after my chedda
She tryna get in my pockets, homie and I ain't gonna let her
Be easy, stop tha bullshit, you get your whole crew wet
We in tha club doin' the same ol' two step
Gorilla unit cuz they say we bugged out
Cuz we don't go nowhere without toast we thugged out

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse 3]
Me I'm no mobsta, me I'm no gangsta
Me I'm no hitman, me I'm jus me, me
Me I'm no wanksta, me I'm no acta
But it's me you see on your TV
Cuz I hustle baby, this rap shit is so easy
I'm gettin' what you get for a brick to talk greasy
By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets
If you play me close, for sure I'm gonna pop my heat
Niggas sayin they goin murd' 50, how?
We ridin 'round with guns the size of Lil Bow Wow
What you know about AK's and AR 15's?
Equipped with night vision, shell catchers and dem things, huh

[Chorus 2X]


What he is really saying:

"I sold two more dimebags than Ja Rule, so I must be a huge gang-star now. Now run out and buy Mike Tys-...er, MY album, or I'll just have to get 30 of my friends to guest rap on every fucking song on Slim Shady's next album......oh, wait"



"props to Madskillz"
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Post by die » Mon Oct 10, 2005 8:39 pm

I present to you.....


"My Humps"
by: Black Eyed Peas


What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)

I drive these scrubbers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ice-ys.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and then Donna
Karen, they be sharin’
All their money got me wearin’
Fly gearrr but I ain’t askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Se7en Jeans, True Religion,
I say no, but they keep givin’
So I keep on takin’
And no I ain’t fakin’
We can keep on datin’
I keep on demonstrating.

My love, my love, my love, my love
You love my lady lumps,
My hump, my hump, my hump,
My humps they got u,
She’s got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What u gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’m a make, make, make, make you scream
Make u scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let’s go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Lets spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I’m really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin’ at my lump, lump.
U can look but you can’t touch it,
If u touch it I’ma start some drama,
You don’t want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don’t pull on my hand boy,
You ain’t my man, boy,
I’m just tryn’a dance boy,
And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps x3
In the back and in the front.
My lovin’ got u,
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon’ do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I’ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin all your money on me and spendin’ time on me
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.



What they are really trying to say:

Imagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try,
No hell below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...

Imagine there's no countries,
It isnt hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...

Imagine no possesions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

You may say Im a dreamer,
but Im not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.
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Post by RobotJerk » Mon Oct 10, 2005 11:55 pm

Uh huh, this my sh*t
All the girls stomp your feet like this

A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
[2x]

Oooh, this my sh*t, this my sh*t [4x]

I heard that you were talking sh*t
And you didn't think that I would hear it
People hear you talking like that, getting everybody fired up
So I'm ready to attack, gonna lead the pack
Gonna get a touchdown, gonna take you out
That's right, put your pom-poms down, getting everybody fired up

A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
[2x]

Oooh, this my sh*t, this my sh*t [4x]

So that's right dude, meet me at the bleachers
No principals, no student-teachers
Both of us want to be the winner, but there can only be one
So I'm gonna fight, gonna give it my all
Gonna make you fall, gonna sock it to you
That's right, I'm the last one standing, another one bites the dust

A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
[2x]

Oooh, this my sh*t, this my sh*t [4x]

Let me hear you say, this sh*t is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
This shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
Again, the shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
This shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S

A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl

What they are really trying to say:


My husband likes it when I shove bananas into his anus.
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Post by RobotJerk » Sat Nov 12, 2005 2:28 pm

"My Humps"

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)

I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ice-ys.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and then Donna
Karan, they be sharin’
All their money got me wearin' fly
But I ain’t askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Seven Jeans, True Religion's,
I say no, but they keep givin’
So I keep on takin’
And no I ain’t taken
We can keep on datin’
I keep on demonstrating.

My love, my love, my love, my love
You love my lady lumps,
My hump, my hump, my hump,
My humps they got u,
She’s got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What u gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’m a make, make, make, make you scream
Make u scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let’s go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Lets spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I’m really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin’ at my lump, lump.
U can look but you can’t touch it,
If you touch it I'ma start some drama,
You don’t want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don’t pull on my hand boy,
You ain’t my man, boy,
I’m just tryn’a dance boy,
And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps
In the back and in the front.
My lovin’ got u,
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon’ do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I’ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin all your money on me and spendin’ time on me
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.
What they are really trying to say:

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Post by $nave » Mon Nov 14, 2005 4:16 pm

RobotJerk wrote:
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)
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It doesn't help that "hump" in my mind is associated with a motherfucking hunchback
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Post by die » Thu Nov 17, 2005 3:44 pm

That pic busted me up. Lee Majors has really let himself go.


There goes my hopes for another bionic reunion show.
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Post by die » Mon Jan 09, 2006 2:52 pm

"Photograph"by Nickelback

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey's head

And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out

And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times

I wonder if It's too late
Should i go back and try to graduate
Life's better now then it was back then
If I was them I wouldn't let me in

Oh oh oh
Oh god I

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin' out
They say somebody went and burned it down

We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel

Kim's the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She's had a couple of kids since then
I haven't seen her since god knows when

Oh oh oh
Oh god I

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss it now
I can't believe it

So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it

If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
Everytime I do it makes me
What they are really trying to say? ..................


...............



...............

.....

I can't do this one. Dear sweet baby Kawada. These soul-stirring Canadian poet rockers have touched me so deeply that words can not express how my heart strings have been tugged upon. The hind-sight, the reflection, the nostalgia, the permed hair....

THIS SONG IS TOO DEEP & TOUCHING.
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Post by Bloodrose » Mon Jan 09, 2006 4:48 pm

I think they're trying to say:

"If I close my eyes and wish hard enough, then I'll be a teenager again and I can score with all the underage girls and not get busted."
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Post by Robert Paulson » Tue Jan 17, 2006 1:28 am

DANCE DANCE, by Fall Out Boy

She says she's no good with words but I'm worse
Barely stuttered out
"A joke of a romantic" or stuck to my tongue
Weighed down with words too over-dramatic
Tonight it's "it can't get much worse"
Vs. "no one should ever feel like.."

I'm two quarters and a heart down
And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I'll write them
So you need them just to get by

Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you'd love to lead
Dance, this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me

You always fold just before you're found out
Drink up its last call
Last resort
But only the first mistake and I...

I'm two quarters and a heart down
And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I'll write them
So you need them just to get by

Why don't you show me the little bit of spine
You've been saving for his mattress, love

Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you'd love to lead
Dance, this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me

Why don't you show me the little bit of spine
You've been saving for his mattress (mattress, mattress)
I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me

Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you'd love to lead

Dance this is the way they'd love (way they'd love)
Dance this is the way they'd love (way they'd love)
Dance this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me

Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance
This song is about how the Colts lost, they really fell apart at half time, but all they wanted to do is dance dance in the endzone. Also it's about how Peyton's wife cheats on him or something....haven't figured it all out.
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Post by die » Tue Jan 17, 2006 8:03 pm

You've been saving for his mattress (mattress, mattress)

wtf! :lol:

I don't think I've heard that song, it doesn't seem familiar even though I've heard it mentioned before quite a bit.
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Post by die » Wed Oct 03, 2007 6:28 pm

I heard a song come on the radio earlier and it made me think of this thread.

Stone Sour » Bother

Wish I was too dead to cry
My self-affliction fades
Stones to throw at my creator
Masochists to which I cater
You don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'til it bleeds

Wish I was too dead to care
If indeed I cared at all
Never had a voice to protest
So you fed me shit to digest
I wish I had a reason;
my flaws are open season
For this, I gave up trying
One good turn deserves my dying

You don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'til it bleeds

[Solo: Corey]

Wish I'd died instead of lived
A zombie hides my face
Shell forgotten
with its memories
Diaries left
with cryptic entries

And you don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'til it bleeds

You don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on:
I'll never live down my deceit

What are they really trying to say?

The words do not really have to make sense, just say them like you are at some medieval festival.





and this one.....



Shut Up And Drive Lyrics
Artist(Band):Rihanna


I been lookin for a driver who is qualified
so if u think that you`re that one step
into my ride
I`m a fine tuned super-sonic speed machine
with the sun on top
and a gangsta lean

so if you feel me let me know (know , know)
come now oh what you waiting for (for , for)
my engine`s ready to explode (explode ,explode)
so start me up and watch me go ( go , go )
get you where you wanna go
if you know what i mean
got a ride that is smoother than a limousine
can you handle the curves
can you run all the lights
if you can baby boy
then we can go all night
goes from zero to 60 in 3.5
baby you got the keys
now shut up and drive drive drive drive
shut up and drive drive drive drive
i`ve got class like a 57 cadalic
got all the drive with a whole lot
of boom in the back
if you look like you can
handle what`s under my hood
you keep saying that you will
boy i wish you would

so if you feel me let me know (know, know)
come now what you waiting for (for ,for)
my engine`s ready to explode (explode , explode)
so start me up and watch me go go go go
get you where you wanna go
if you know what i mean
got a ride that is smoother than a limousine
can you handle the curves
can you run all the lights
if you can baby boy
then we can go all night
goes from zero to 60 in 3.5
baby you got the keys
now shut up and drive drive drive drive
shut up and drive drive drive drive

cause you play the game got what i got
get it get it don`t stop
it`s a sure shot
ain`t no ferrari, huh,
boy,i`m sorry i ain`t even worried
so step inside and.......ride (x19)

so if you feel me let me know (know , know)
come now what you waiting for (for , for)
my engine`s ready to explode (explode , explode)
so start me up and watch me go (go , go)
get you where you wanna go
if you know what i mean
got a ride that is smoother than a limousine
can you handle the curves
can you run all the lights
if you can baby boy
then we can go all night
goes from zero to 60 in 3.5
baby you got the keys
now shut up and drive drive drive drive
shut up and drive drive drive drive
shut up and drive drive drive drive
blood up and ride ride ride



What's she really trying to say?

GIRLS LIKE TO TUNE IMPORT CARS AND DRIFT.
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Post by die » Wed Feb 18, 2009 5:24 am

I hear this song on the radio 68 times per day & this dude really oversings the piss out of this song that makes little sense at all ...




Second Chance by: Shinedown

My eyes are open wide.
By the way,
I made it through the day.

I watch the world outside.
By the way,
I am leaving out today.

I just saw Haley's comet, she waved
Said 'why are you always running in place?'
Even the man in the moon disappeared,
Somewhere in this stratosphere.

Tell my mother, tell my father
I've done the best I can
To make them realize,
This is my life.
I hope they understand,
I am not angry I am just saying,

Sometimes good bye is a second chance

Please don't cry one tear for me
I'm not afraid
of what i have to say
this is my one and only voice
so listen close
it's only for today

I just saw Haley's comet, she waved
Said 'why are you always running in place?'
Even the man in the moon disappeared,
Somewhere in this stratosphere.

Tell my mother, tell my father
I've done the best I can
To make them realize,
This is my life.
I hope they understand,
I am not angry I am just saying,

Sometimes good bye is a second chance.

Here is my chance.
This is my chance!

Tell my mother, tell my father
I've done the best I can
To make them realize,
This is my life.
I hope they understand,
I am not angry I am just saying,

Sometimes goodbye is a second chance.
Sometimes goodbye is a second chance.
Sometimes goodbye is a second chance.








What are they really trying to say?

SCIENCE NERDS THAT COMMIT SUICIDE RATHER THAN COME OUT OF THE CLOSET AND THEN LEAVE A SUICIDE LETTER ADMITTING THEY ARE GAY .....NOW HAVE A THEME SONG.
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Post by $nave » Fri Feb 27, 2009 2:09 am

That hate that song!
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Post by PhreakyMex » Fri Feb 27, 2009 3:31 pm

music today is THE SUCK!
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Post by die » Sun Mar 01, 2009 9:41 pm

If you've heard this song you've wondered "How did I miss this song from 1985?"


if you haven't, well....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d97XFGR_IP0



"Human" Lyrics by: The Killers

I did my best to notice
When the call came down the line
Up to the platform of surrender
I was brought but I was kind
And sometimes I get nervous
When I see an open door
Close your eyes
Clear your heart...
Cut the cord

Are we human?
Or are we dancers?
My sign is vital
My hands are cold
And I'm on my knees
Looking for the answer
Are we human?
Or are we dancers?

Pay my respects to grace and virtue
Send my condolences to good
Give my regards to soul and romance,
They always did the best they could
And so long to devotion
You taught me everything I know
Wave goodbye
Wish me well..
You've gotta let me go

Are we human?
Or are we dancers?
My sign is vital
My hands are cold
And I'm on my knees
Looking for the answer
Are we human?
Or are we dancers?

Will your system be alright
When you dream of home tonight?
There is no message we're receiving
Let me know is your heart still beating

Are we human?
Or are we dancer?
My sign is vital
My hands are cold
And I'm on my knees
Looking for the answer

You've gotta let me know

Are we human?
Or are we dancers?
My sign is vital
My hands are cold
And I'm on my knees
Looking for the answer
Are we human
Or are we dancers?

Are we human?
Or are we dancers?s

Are we human
Or are we dancers?




WHAT THEY ARE REALLY TRYING TO SAY:

This is how you ponder the meaning of life if you're flaming gay.
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There is another Skywalker....
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