Srce

Clones..



[Intro: Pharrell Williams]

Whachu say your name was?

Well um, lookin real sexy right now

You and your girls, are lookin good

Look why don't y'all take off y'all jackets

What's your name baby? word? okay

Tell your friend right there this, this my man Busta



[Verse: Busta Rhymes]

Hah, I know you starving for this ****

Baby I'm feeling your hunger

I'm so clean call a ***** Felix Ungar

So what if I said it baby I'm still gon' tell ya

I hope your *** bigger than Willona and Thelma

Listen, it's Busta Rhymes bitch I ain't never fail ya

Your *** all over like paraphernalia, hmm

See the police gon jail ya

For walking around wit the kind of *** that'll kill ya now

Don't worry bout it I got money to bill ya

Shorty stacking like a mule, type of **** that'll scare ya

Headboard bang, bump the side of ya head

Watch how ya *** spread spill all off the side of the bed now, hmm

Now whachu do to the dread? baby your *** really changed

What he initially said because a ***** dead

But **** em! cause now we vibing and talking and ****

I love to hear your *** go (ga ga goon) when you walking and ****



[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]

Move girl like your *** on fire - like your *** on fire

Move girl like your *** on fire - like your *** on fire

Move girl I'll light your *** on fire - I'll light your *** on fire

Move girl I'll light your *** on fire - Bitch I'll light that *** on fire

Move girl I'll light your *** on fire



[Verse: Busta Rhymes]

Bust it, baby I know you probably really

Need a table cloth to cover your ***

Digging in your pocket while you rubbing yo ***

**** so big just put the club in yo ***

Prep the H2 park it right infront of yo ***

I see your little gap between your **** and yo ***

And make you jump inside the whip and smoke a blunt wit yo ***

I'm saying hmm, the ****'ll spread like a rash

The way they *** wiggles see I got the **** on a smash now listen

I light the L smell a wiff of the hash

And bag all the bitches, now watch you see me zip in a flash

I'm saying hmm, now I'm a put you on blast

Just like a tint window when you put your **** on the glass

Bust right through the window then it sit on the dash

And have a ***** driving wreckless till you making him crash

(Hah, c'mon) we making money and ****

Now pop your muffin while we be watching you shaking your ****



[Chorus]



[Bridge]

Welcome to hot in Hazyville

It make you wanna dance till you break your heels

I know you love the way the God make your feel

Now watch me get deeper than a Navy Seal (Navy Seal?)

It got a crazy feel, **** feel like you in a danger field

Hypnotize, stuck it in her, daze for real

That's exactly why we call this one Hazyville (Hazyville)



[Verse: Busta Rhymes]

Baby, just shake ya *** till you spread on the floor

I noticed that your *** too big for your draws

You need a - a chiropractor just to marry yo ***

To tell the truth you need a tractor just to carry yo ***

Fo reala, you **********ers probably think that I'm playing

All bitches love to talk and all that other **** I be saying

And going hmm, see how you putting it down

I love the way you shake it throw it around!



[Chorus]



[Bridge]

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Haters...

PhoenixDownVII

LOL rap is funny, especially when read lyrically (For the most part, I know some of those guys get poetic, but seldom). Same happens with rock music I suppose. Some guys are just out to make a fool out of themselves and write the same ol' lyrics and rhyme Heart with Start.



Others are different:



"Let's call this the quiet city:

Where screams are felt as a wave of stoplights

Drive through the the streets as gunshots punctuate the night

The sides we take divide us from our faith

And the mourning dove gets caught in the telephone wire



Asleep you set the fire in your own house

And the night was a knife that cut

And I'm paralyzed



Cross out the eyes

Blur all the lines

Tearing this canvas from the wall

We crossed out the eyes

Put lines through these cries

We pulled all the leaves from the trees that fall



A silent dance that we did into this hospital bed

Hear voices from another room

"It happens all the time"

But July in the sand

Then the leaves that fall

And counting down our days to live....

Drain the blood from this valentine.



"We can rise on the wings of the dove

See blue skies getting caught in the trail of all this smoke

We can rise like candles in the dark your always"

and an envelope marked with your new address



It was the first time face to face

I'm crossing the line

Talking to the other side of death

Hearing the words that choke memories into flatlines

I'm calling your name hoping for something to wash these dreams of you away



Our fence was blown down in a winter storm and this field

stretched out of this world into the sound of a trace of blood in a love song

What can we do to put a stop to the coming white days?

I'm hoping the snow will push these dreams of you away"



-Thursday

-=RX-7 KID=-

I just say thursday at metropool here in pittsburgh. Best show ever.