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| Subject: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:16 am | |
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"Bomb This Track" Ringtones to Cell
Yo Thanks for the party And the Maserati Your all over my body But now I'm gone, bye Thanks for the party The moet, the girls, the front row tickets Yeah, goodbye Thanks for the party And the paparazzi Everybody knows me, now I'm embarrassed Thanks for the party, the house, the girls, the presents And oh yeah and doing my laundry
I want to testify I was not notified When did my mother start Bugging out, getting high I wanna take a chance Deep in your underpants All my little girls Everybody kiss my ass
Bomb, bomb this track Disrespect No regrets Bomb this track
Yo Thanks for the party And the Maserati Your all over my body But now I'm gone, bye Thanks for the party The moet, the girls, the front row tickets Yeah, goodbye
I want to testify I was not notified When did my mother start Bugging out, getting high I wanna take a chance Deep in your underpants All my little girls Everybody kiss my ass
Bomb, bomb this track Disrespect No regrets Bomb this track
All my scrawny ladies And my boney ladies That's what happens when you take what they is givin' baby
All my horny mommies And my rowdy mommies I been starin yo prepare yourself for stormy weather Good looking out dere baby Beats is cooking baby Don't you know they is reading what I'm writing baby All my scrawny ladies And my boney ladies That's what happens when you take what they is giving baby
Bomb, bomb this track Disrespect No regrets Bomb this track
(over record scratching) GO JUMP OUT
Thanks for the party And the Maserati Your all over my body But now I'm gone, bye Thanks for the party The moet, the girls, the front row tickets Yeah, goodbye Thanks for the party And the paparazzi Everybody knows me, now I'm embarrassed Thanks for the party, the house, the girls, the presents And oh yeah and doing my laundry
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:28 am | |
| "Genius" Ringtones to Cell
(I'll tape it, you'll buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, OOH!) Can't you? aaaaah! Tell the difference? mmmm, Right how, aaaaah! Little do you know, mmmm
I made me solo, Love made me so low, Life made me so low
Hey, like this, like this, like this, Like this...like this, like this, like this, this
Can't you? aaaaah! Tell the difference? mmmm, Right how, aaaaah! Little do you know, mmmm
Why why wallabye, na na na na alibi, Sigh, sigh, what the fay, Yuh uh uh uh uh uh bay, Why why wallabye, na na na na alibi, Sigh, sigh, what the fay, Yuh uh uh uh uh uh bay
(I'll tape it, you'll buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy WOO!)
It's okay, dislocate, I won't stop talking, Put together, put together, Poppy's time for jail beta, Don't you see I never end, a non-stop comatic? Put together, put together, All of y'all can't tell the difference
Can't you? aaaaah! Tell the difference? mmmm, Right how, aaaaah! Little do you know, mmmm
I made me solo, Love made me so low, Life made me so low
Can't you? aaaaah! Tell the difference? mmmm, Right how, aaaaah! Little do you know, mmmm
Why why wallabye, na na na na alibi, Sigh, sigh, what the fay, Yuh uh uh uh uh uh bay, Why why wallabye, na na na na alibi, Sigh, sigh, what the fay, Yuh uh uh uh uh uh bay | |
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:28 am | |
| Get It Up" Ringtones to Cell
Gentlemen
Screw em' in moderation Screwing is such a bore None of my time is wasted I do that shit on tour
Oh yeah Alright Oh yeah Alright
I wanna make some babies I wanna get it on I wanna make you horny But I can't get it up I wanna make some money But I don't want no job I wanna make you horny But I can't get it up
Get it up Why can't you get it up? Get it up Why can't you get it up? Get it up Why can't you get it up? [x2]
It must be your face (woo woo) Or it's your body If it ain't your body Then it must be your face
Screw em' in moderation Screwing is such a bore None of my time is wasted I do that shit on tour
Oh yeah Alright Oh yeah Alright
I wanna make some babies I wanna get it on I wanna make you horny But I can't get it up I wanna make some money But I don't want no job I wanna make you horny But I can't get it up
Get it up Why can't you get it up? Get it up Why can't you get it up? Get it up Why can't you get it up? [x2]
Oh, Jesus I-I'd never had this problem before, it's just a Hold on a second Give it a minute, give it a minute Alright, just give it a minute
Ah, te-uh do something sexy I don't care, do something sexy Just whatever you do don't talk about your fucking boyfriend while we're having sex how about that?
Oh yeah Alright Oh yeah Alright
I wanna make some babies I wanna get it on I wanna make you horny But I can't get it up I wanna make some money But I don't want no job I wanna make you horny But I can't get it up
Get it up Why can't you get it up? Get it up Why can't you get it up? Get it up Why can't you get it up? [x2]
And it must be your face (woo woo) Or it's your body If it ain't your body Then it must be your face
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:28 am | |
| "Golden I" Ringtones to Cell
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
I be I be I be I be I be that golden I You watch me burnin' b-burnin' deep deep inside of you I be that golden I Now i rock steady but it don't mean nothing cause
I ain't shit - yo and that's okay, cause I wrote the note so you can watch me hang myself {say} x2
Nanana, na, na, na, na, na, na, now, now, now I be I be I be that golden I Now watch me burnin' b-burnin' deep deep inside of you I be that golden I Now i rock steady but it don't mean nothing cause
I ain't shit - yo and that's okay, cause I wrote the note so you can watch me hang myself {say} x2
I be the cock in a jungle coming for your baby I be the cock in a jungle burning
I'd meet a good girl but I'd make a terrible boy I'd meet a good boy but I'd make a terrible girl I'd meet a good boy - good girl - terrible girl terrible girl - terrible girl
I be that golden I And now me burning d-burning deep inside of you I be the golden I And now I rock steady cause I don't know nothing but
I ain't shit - yo and that's okay, cause I wrote the note so you can watch me hang myself {say} x2
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:29 am | |
| "Grab The Mic" Ringtones to Cell
(it's a very little penis and i'm very happy to say it's a little penis come to visit you today)
I was so small and you tried to take it Yes I was so... small and you tried to take it na na na I was so small and you tried to take it - to take it but now - I grab the mic and then I let my rhymes flow I grab the mic and then I let my rhymes flow Like you, I need to burn, we all know who I'm dreamin of (poor to the kitty) now it's so small and you tried to take it now it's so small and you tried to take it, to take it but now I grab the mic and then I let my rhymes flow I grab the mic and then I let my rhymes flow like you I need to burn, we all know who I'm dreamin of everything on is new again and again and again and again now - I grab the mic and then I let my rhymes flow I grab the mic and then Ilet my rhymes burn | |
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:29 am | |
| "Hail Satan" Ringtones to Cell
you ain't no operator so who the fuck are you then? i sneak up and hit you like a fuckin' tornado if you don't hit those faders i won't ever stop i sneak up and hit you like a fuckin' tornado with a - to the - and a - with a... i sneak up and hit you like a fuckin' tornado you ain't no operator... you ain't no operator i wanna be - wanna be - wanna be - wanna be - wanna be - wanna be pretty down - get down - gettin' down with my bad self get down - get down - gettin' down with my bad self i sneak up and hit you like a fuckin' tornado ooh - we love you i sneak up and hit you like a fuckin' tornado you stupid man you try to get information for what - for why - well this is not a resident no - this is mine nigga this is mine i sneak up and hit you like a fuckin' tornado i sneak up and hit you like a fuckin' tornado i wanna be - wanna be - wanna be - wanna be - wanna be - wanna be pretty down - get down - gettin' down with my bad self get down - get down - gettin' down with my bad self get down - inside - ugh rock this joint nigga rock this joint nigga rock this joint nigga in a old school way this is nice workmanship (gimme some sugar) | |
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:29 am | |
| "Harry Truman" Ringtones to Cell
i said "i'll do it sir" smoke my crack - i kill your babies he said "i'll do it sir" every single day i got the white man working for me harry truman every single day i got the white man working for me harry truman shuffle the deck for me baby shuffle the deck for me man am i crazy - am i crazy - totally insane 1-900... ain't what you call for me baby
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:29 am | |
| "Holy Shit" Ringtones to Cell
i'm right cause i'm blind - holy shit i'm blind because i'm flying - holy shit
i'm fine, how are you? - holy shit i'm fine because i'm high - holy shit
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:29 am | |
| "I'm Your Problem Now" Ringtones to Cell
i love my mummy cos she fucked my dad i love my mummy cos she fucked the shit out of my dad!
i love mummy cos she (oh yeah) i love mummy cos she... Im your problem now (im your problem now,im your problem now)
i love my mummy i love my mummy i love my mummy cos she fucked the shit out of my dad!
i love mummy cos she (oh yeah) i love mummy cos she... Im your problem now (im your problem now,im your problem now)
im your problem now im your problem now im your problem now...
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:29 am | |
| "I Hate Jimmy Page" Ringtones to Cell
I'm just another little faggot with a problem Fucking around over someone else's hard-on I got the balls with the foul smelling DJ Suckas can reach out and touch me and eat me (I lick clit--i like it)
lookin' for love in all the wrong places black ala mode with the mummified faces am i animal, vegetable, mineral or - ugh i'm a bad ass, tell me i'm a bad ass i don't need you and i don't need a break now if i wasn't here, i'd be out gettin laid please please please play the whole damn song a 2 minute song is just one minute and 59 seconds too goddamn long
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah -- i hate jimmy page yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah -- kick those faggots off the stage yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah -- bite the future and fuck the past yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah -- my whole shit will never last
i hold the microphone with my butt now who like this old 5-year-old Pantyshot yeah yeah dat could be a real big record cause he got the bump with the molestation i'm lower than most animals and fear what might be weird and all the voices in my head have every right to be there i ain't a girl just cause i rock the boat i ain't a boy just cause i rock your world now bad boy don't you fuck my dolly and i'll kiss my ass and put a motherfucking smile on my face and i get real stupid and you and you and you can't stop me
i'll show you how official midgets jack me off
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah -- i hate jimmy page yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah -- kick those faggots off the stage yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah -- bite the future and fuck the past yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah -- my whole shit will never last
one day i'm a do the fuckin' ooh - i'm a screw the fuckin' ooh no cheese below is gonna show you who you is and there's no need to ask it he put this out his back and he won't break a shit when you say that he's nothing - i said that he's nothing i make the laws - i be the lawmaker when you looks me upside down don't forget to fuck yourself you're so wrong with yo jive you don't know me why the hell you come to gimme dis yo' so wrong with yo jive now there are some things in life i don't like and this is what i just did so i took a big hit of who da fuck gives a shit yo - not i - i am destined to die no and ADD to me means you don't have to ask me why now why do you guys got the ball day rock - ooh
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah -- i hate jimmy page yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah -- kick us faggots off the stage yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah -- fuck the future and bite the past yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah -- cause my whole shit will never last
i'll show you how official midgets fuck me up i'll show you how official midgets jack me off i'll show you how official midgets jack me off i'll show you how official midgets jack me - oh oh oh
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:31 am | |
| "Issues" Ringtones to Cell
*ding*ding* *smooch* *champagne pop* *ahhhh*
Oohh, I'd rather fuck you than kiss you (kiss you) But I won't press the issue You know what I need is (I need, I need) And ya never gonna be it (be it) I shoulda hesitated When he was inebriated So unsophisticated (-cated) Too late to be debated
It's 3 a.m. - she won't put out Lets go make out with her friends Make out with her friends friends It's 3 a.m. - she won't put out Lets go make out with her friends MAKE OUT WITH HER FRIENDS
*ding*ding* *smooch* *champagne pop* *ahhhh*
I want a lot of profanity With a lot less virginity It's a bonus situation With the right explanation Cause I'm on that mission Reproductive mission Now take my clothes off, and show me what you're made of
It's 3 a.m. - she won't put out Lets go make out with her friends Make out with her friends friends It's 3 a.m. - she won't put out Lets go make out with her friends MAKE OUT WITH HER FRIENDS
Excuse me, do you want to screw? [x2]
Yes, I'm so amazing in the sack Yes, I'm so amazing in the sack
*ding*ding* *smooch* *champagne pop* *ahhhh*
I'd rather fuck you than kiss you I want a lot of profanity With a lot less virginity Now take those clothes off, and show me what you're made of
It's 3 a.m. - she won't put out It's 3 a.m. - she won't put out Lets go make out with her friends Make out with her friends friends
Make out with her friends, make out with her friends friends [x8] | |
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:31 am | |
| "J" Ringtones to Cell
The white wall plaster never catch on You always have to do it with a big Long John White the wall plaster it never catch on We riding in pink with the walls And the balls and the fetus And the pink in the walls And the bike and the fetus And the pink in the walls With the stripes and the pedals Got the bike wall never catch on
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:31 am | |
| "Joke" Ringtones to Cell
This joke has gone too far. This joke has gone too far. This joke has gone too far. This joke has gone too far.
In a big way, In a lot of ways...
In a big way [echo]
In a big way, In a lot of ways...
It's all downhill from here.. It's all downhill...
Milli Vanilli's punk rock as it... gets Mindless Self Indulgence plays over a ca... sette Ladies and Gentlemen you can get me e.... rect
(bam bam bam bam oooooooo)
Milli Vanilli's punk rock as it... gets Mindless Self Indulgence plays over a ca... sette Ladies and Gentlemen you can get me e.... rect
(oooooooo)
This joke has gone too far This joke has gone too far This joke has gone too far This joke has gone too far
In a big way, In a lot of ways...
In a big way [echo]
In a big way, In a lot of ways...
It's all downhill from here.. It's all downhill...
Milli Vanilli's punk rock as it... gets Mindless Self Indulgence plays over a ca... sette Ladies and Gentlemen you can get me e.... rect
Takes one to know-ho-ho one It takes one to know-ho-ho one It takes one to know-ho-ho one It takes one to know-ho-ho one It takes one to know-ho-ho one
[Mix of prior lyrics and inaudible]
In a big way, In a lot of ways...
In a big way [echo]
In a big way, In a lot of ways...
It's all.... down.... hill.... from... here. | |
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:32 am | |
| "Keepin' Up With The Kids" Ringtones to Cell
Cause I'm too old to be I'm too old to be Keepin' up with all the kids Keepin' up with all the kids Some, some other way Some other place I could be real important Now, not anymore, I'm just a bore And you should be disappointed Why don't finish your home anymore knock me up and take my funk Cause I'm too old to be I'm too old to be Keepin' up with all the kids Keepin' up with all the kids Some, some other way Some other place I could be real important Now, not anymore, I'm just a bore And you should be disappointed Now, no other way but rush the stage and take away my fortune Now - you should be King and I should be dead And no one would be disappointed | |
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:32 am | |
| "Kick" Ringtones to Cell
Kick out the jams Motherfucker | |
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:32 am | |
| "Kill The Rock" Ringtones to Cell
Well I can't handle this but I can't handle anything else It's my own mistake thats based on me and not on my grade it's the little things in my pants that we're all living for i never really knew what that thing down there was used for
yo yo yo yo yo yo - i killed the rock rock rock rock rock yo then she killed my brain brain brain brain brain brain brain brain nothing hurts anymore - nevermind... then she killed my
your wicked gay but then today i think i'll be hardcore if i forget to take my medicine then i'll be sick i'm so hot to trot i'm stealing all my beats from the blacks and from all the young girls is where i steal my act
yo yo yo yo yo yo - i killed the rock rock rock rock yo then then she killed my brain brain brain brain brain brain brain brain nothing hurts anymore - nevermind... then she killed my brain
Ah Whoo- Ah Whoo- Ah-Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa Ah Whoo- Ah Whoo- Ah-Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
I can't starnd it I can't stand it I can't starnd it I can't stand it
if i'm so wonderful then why am i so misunderstood? everybody has a reason for it except me it's the little things in my pants we're all waiting for i never really knew what that thing down there was used for
yo yo yo yo yo yo - i killed the rock rock rock rock rock yo then she killed my brain brain brain brain brain brain brain brain nothing hurts anymore - nevermind... then she killed my-
Hoo- Hoo- Hoo- Hoo- Ah-Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa Hoo- Hoo- Hoo- Hoo- Ah-Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:32 am | |
| "La-Di Da-Di" Ringtones to Cell
To all the stupid in the house You are about to witness something you have never witnessed before You said they couldn't do it but This is for Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two: Grand Whiz and Little Jimmy (indecipherable) That you are now in the place to be we gonna show you how we do it for the year 2005 Kickin' it live speed 'Cause I got it locked and dealin' And you are sick of all them rappers bitin' their rhymes Because we nee-need back stabbers When it comes to me and my associate Kenny Muhammad And there is no proof there And they are sick because we know how fuck the product Weeeeeeeee We crossed We're in the P-P-Paul mix We're the big bomb I wish I knew more than I could ever wish to know And to show you some clear soul (damn straight) So all you know the man says it would go a little something like this
Oh La-di-da-di-da-di We likes to party-party We always causin' trouble-trouble Bothering everybody We are just some men up on the mic When-when we grab the pitch YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT Fuck all of y'all who's going to Hell Just keep on smilin' and enjoy yourself 'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin' And that's what we create, because that be our mission So listen close to what we say Because (what) this type of shit it happens everyday (what) this type of shit it happens everyday (what) this type of shit it happens everyday
I woke up around two in the mornin' Did a lot of coke, strechin', yawnin' Went into the BATHROOM to wash up Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch I said, mirra, mirra, on-on the wall, who be the top-choice of-of them all? There was a rubble-rubble-dubble Five minutes it lasted. The mirror said...
You are, you conceited bastard! Well that's true, that's why we never have no beef And so I washed off the soap and I brushed the gold teeth I ch-ch-changed my clothes, spiked my hair I busted out the brand new Gucci underwear And for all the little girls that I might take home, we have The Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne Fresh-dressed like a million dolla's I wore the high tops and pop the flat colla' Stepped out the crib, stopped short Ahhh, nawww shit, God damn Shit I forgot my fuckin' Cango
Dammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley Got me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh) God damn bitch played hard to get So I said, what's up girl, you look like shit Don't cry, dry your eye Sally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight Because her mom stepped up from behind Hit her in the face, stabbed her in the eye Punched her in the belly, stepped on her feet Slammed the girl on the hard concrete Oohhhh bitch was strong, momma's gone Something seemed wrong, now what is goin' on I tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her She said, if I can't have you, she can't eitherrrrrrr
She grabbed me hard, around my cock her arm broke out cause I had the chicken pox Momma gave chase, she caught us quickly She put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said, Why don't you give me some play Stop avoiding me like you is gay I wet my pants whenever you say Oohhh bitches love me cause they know that I can Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me I love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid Oohh on and on and on and on and... (word) whatever (shaka-zulu)
I said, (played out) I'm gonna give her a kiss I said, you can't have me, I am too young for you miss She said, no you are not, then she starts to cry I said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying Seriously, go ask mother And with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrr Pow
Okay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad The Human Orchestra I'm not jokin' ya know He's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin' With the hardcore verbal beatery Beat box criminal, top of his catagory That's a little something special for your Mindless CD | |
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:33 am | |
| "Last Gay Song" Ringtones to Cell
"Now tell me the truth. Be honest with me. Be honest with me. Do I look gay in this outfit? Ok, fff. Thank God. I thought I looked like a faggot."
I'm not That Gay Bu--, bu--, but you are A su--, a su--, a su--, a su--, a su--, a suck my dick I na--, na--, na--, na--, na--, na--, never get tired of Never ma--, ma--, ma--, ma--, ma--, ma--, ma--, ma--, ma--, ma--, make me come I na--, na--, na--, na--, I never wanna be done This is the last gay song that I will ever write Oh it's the last gay song that I will ever It's the last gay song that I will ever write Oh it's a good thing It's almost over
But when the chorus is in Oh when the chorus is in You know, you know, you know, you know I'm unna fuck it up And when the chorus is in Oh when the chorus is in Ha, ha, ha, ha I fuck it Oh, uh Oh! oh! Oh, ho Oh! oh! Uh, ho, oh, oh
Yo, yo A ba--, ba--, ba--, ba--, ba--, ba--, ba--, ba--, ba--, ba--, batter up A sa--, sa--, sa--, sa--, sa--, sa--, sa--, sa--, sa--, sa--, slip me tounge A fa--, fa--, fa--, fa--, fa--, fa--, fa--, finger this Li--, li--, li--, li--, like I give a shit
This is the last gay song that I will ever write Oh it's the last gay song that I will ever It's the last gay song that I will ever write Oh, it's a good thing It's almost over
But when the chorus is in Oh, when the chorus is in You know, you know, you know, you know I'm gunna uh And when the chorus is in Oh, when the chorus is in Ha, ha, ha, ha Fuck it Up, oh Oh! oh! Uh, ho Oh! oh! Uh, ho, oh, oh
Muthafuck Ma--, ma--, ma--, muthafuckas What you want? What you need? Oh my god damn, damn What the fuck? Muthafuckas Hang it up Muthafuckas What you want? What you need? Oh my god damn, damn What the fuck? Hey fuck Hang 'em up Oh muthafuckas what you want with Hit the floor and bring some ruckus
Uh, ho, oh, oh
Oh when the chorus is in But when the chorus is in You know, you know, you know, you know I'm gunna fuck it up And when the chorus is in Oh when the chorus is in Ha, ha, ha, ha Fuck it Ho, uh Oh! oh! Oh, ho Oh! oh! Uh, ho, oh, oh
This is The one and only Grandmaster Flash
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:33 am | |
| "Lights Out" Ringtones to Cell
Well who the hell said any of you get a taste? (s-s-s-s-stupid!) I'm gonna love it when I get up all in your face, (you man enough to take it?) And Nothing you can do can ever make me go away,(f-f-f-f-f-fake it!) Poor baby, I'm gonna make it all okay.
Pu-Pu-Pu-Pu-Punch your lights out, Hit the pavement, That's what I call entertainment. Causing problems makes you famous, All this violence makes a statement. [x2]
You gotta get with it girl
Who the hell said any of you get a taste? (S-s-s-s-s-stupid!) I'm gonna love it when I get up all in your face, (You man enough to take it?) And nothing you can do can ever make me go away,(f-f-f-f-f-fake it) Poor baby, I'm gonna make it all okay.
Pu-Pu-Pu-Pu-Punch your lights out, Hit the pavement, That's what I call entertainment. Causing problems makes you famous, All this violence makes a statement. [x2]
(do do do do x2)
All-this-violence-makes-a-statement!
Ooh (Punch your lights out) Ooh (That's what I call entertainment) Ooh (Punch your lights out)
Punch your lights out, Hit the pavement, That's what I call entertainment. Causing problems makes you famous, All this violence makes a statement. [x2]
(do do do do x2)
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:33 am | |
| "Like Shit" Ringtones to Cell
Woah, surprise Welcome to my enterprise For all y'all just arrived Kiss my ass 2 times Y'all best recognize I'm the shit, guys Tried to compartmentalize But I didn't know what it meant
Just like this Sippin' bacardi Just like this A ladidadi Just like this Just like this Just like this Ooh Just like this Sippin' bacardi Just like this A ladidadi
Don't it make you feel like shit? Muhfucka Don't it make you feel like shit? Oh man
Once upon a compromise I dressed up like a regular guy And had my self a very good time Once upon a compromise I dressed up like a regular guy and had my self a very good time Once upon a compromise I dressed up like a regular guy And had my self a very good time
Woah, surprise Make mine a super size Fuck all this metal shit I'm bringin' back the synthesize Y'all best realize I'm the shit, guys I tried to compromise But it came out counter clockwise
Just like this Sippin' bacardi Just like this A ladidadi Just like this Just like this Just like this Ooh, touch it faggot Just like this Sippin' bacardi Just like this A ladidadi Don't it make you feel like shit? Muhfucka Don't it make you feel like shit? Oh man
Once upon a compromise I dressed up like a regular guy And had my self a very good time Once upon a compromise I dressed up like a regular guy And had my self a very good time Once upon a compromise I dressed up like a regular guy And had my self a very good time
All my fuckin' peeping toms In my basements making bombs I'm the most I suppose You couldn't possibly butter my toast All my goth chicks writin prose With my fingers in your nose I'm the most I suppose You couldn't possibly butter my toast
Woah, surprise Make mine a super size Fuck all this metal shit I'm bringin' back the synthesize Y'all best realize I'm the shit, guys I tried to compromise But I didn't know what it meant
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:33 am | |
| "London Bridge" Ringtones to Cell
ya motherfucking shit this is for you bitches know the hour anytime for bitches know the hour anytime for bitches know the hour everytime for ow - you switch me sick make me the prick - now this is for you oh - homegirls attention you must pay homegirls - you must pay homegirls already you must pay oh - you switch me sick make me the prick - now this is for you all the weed
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:33 am | |
| "Lush" Ringtones to Cell
Everything I touch it falls apart And I am left with nothing Everything I touch it turns to total garbage and I can't win
And I don't know why
And now I'm messing with the ritual And now I'm messing with the ritual And now I'm messing with the ritual And now I'm messing with the ritual
Everything I touch it falls apart And I am left with nothing Everything I touch it turns to total garbage and I can't win
I want to plead I'm watching everything I aims to pleaaaaaaaaase
And I don't know why
Messing with the bits Messing with the rest Messing with the bet you are messing with bitch Oh now, messing with the ritual Messing with it Oh now, messing with the ritual Messing with bitch Oh now, messing with the ritual Messing with bitch Oh now, messing with the rest | |
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:33 am | |
| "M" Ringtones to Cell
bitches be eating pussy - know what i'm sayin? bitch | |
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:34 am | |
| "Make Me Cum" Ringtones to Cell
Beautiful, I know I am I'm the one who wants to sleep with-- Me, on top, getting fucked, By myself, In and out, LET IT OUT!
I'm the one who makes me so happy, and I want me all just for myself, I'm the one who makes me so happy, and I want me all just for myself
Mom and Dad, Here I am, I'm the one who makes me cum MAKES ME CUM!
No one else, molest myself Don't need you, i don't need you, i don't need YOU! Me on top, getting fucked, By myself, In and out, (in and) OUT!
I'm the one who makes me so happy, and I want me all just for myself, I'm the one who makes me so happy, and I want me all just for myself
There is no re(eeee)strictions no more, I'm a grown man, I'm a big girl (x3)
I'm the one who makes me so happy, and I want me all just for myself, I'm the one who makes me so happy, and I want me all just for myself,
I'm the one who hates me so much, I'm the one who hates me so much!
Mom and Dad, Here I am, I'm the one who makes me cum (makes me) CUM!
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:34 am | |
| "Mark David Chapman" Ringtones to Cell
Indistinguishable from one another No possible intention to even bother It doesn't matter what is said or how we say it Coincidentally, we all sound exactly the same We all want to swindle kids out of their money If you're still doing this 'cause you believe in it
You are so fucking lame!
[Jimmy's mom speaking Spanish] "Yo supe que nadie iba a comprender tu musica pero tu no me hiciste caso, yo te dije, no te vistas en color rosa"
Hey When the world's overrun With too many bands Who is it time for?
Mark Chapman
Hey When they all seem absurd We'll thin out that herd Ladies and gentleman
Mark Chapman
Now There is no heart There is no fear We all just cry The same old tear
Don't look to me I do not lead I'm just in front And they're following
Some other motherfucker Without the balls or cojones To take a hold of the reins And use them
Why is something so obvious so elusive? There is nothing on the menu that will turn abusive I am part of the problem Not the solution
I'm just a prisoner In the same prison as you We wait for other shoes to fall into position Already obsolete No one will miss us at all
[Jimmy's mom speaking Spanish] "Yo te dije, no debes de firmar con una compania de discos tan grande. Ellos no te aprecian. Yo no te veo en MTV..."
Hey When the world's overrun With too many bands Who is it time for
Mark Chapman
Hey When they all seem absurd We'll thin out that herd Ladies and gentleman
Mark Chapman
Now There is no heart There is no fear We all just cry The same old tear
I can not tell Is it just me Or do we all Look just like
Adolf fucking Hitler With this swoopy emo-boy dreamy haircut Dangling in our faces Making us all indescribably indistinguishable from each other Or maybe I'm just another megalomaniac...
Jimmy speaking: Reginald, release the hounds... Go on Pookie...
[Jimmy's mom speaking Spanish] "Donde esta todo el dinero que me debes? LADRON!"
[Again Distored] "Y ademas donde esta todo el dinero que me debes? LADRON!" | |
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| Subject: Re: Mindless Self Indulgence Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:34 am | |
| "Mastermind" Ringtones to Cell
I am the mastermind Leaving you all behind And that ain't no fuckin' lie!
I am the mastermind It's just a problem of mine It's like columbine Co...lum...BINE!
Your time has come Kiss it all good-bye Your time has come Kiss it all good-bye
What's that ruckus? What's that ruckus? What's that ruckus comin' through the night? That's right That's right That's right This message cannot be denied
What's that ruckus? What's that ruckus? What's that ruckus comin' through the night? That's right That's right That's right
I am the mastermind Underline mastermind Until your pencil breaks
I am the mastermind Just like a suicide Your credit has been denied De...NIED!
Your time has come Kiss it all goodbye Your time has come Kiss it all goodbye
What's that ruckus? What's that ruckus? What's that ruckus comin' through the night? That's right That's right That's right This shit gonna turn your mama white
What's that ruckus? What's that ruckus? What's that ruckus comin' through the night? That's right That's right That's right That's right
Oh, Pennsylvania Oh, Pennsylvania Oh, Pennsylvania Oh, Pennsylvania
I am the mastermind Intelligent by design It makes me wanna cry
I am the mastermind And now that I'm satisfied It's time to say goodbye Good...BYE!
Your time has come Kiss it all goodbye Your time has come Kiss it all goodbye
What's that ruckus? What's that ruckus? What's that ruckus comin' through the night? That's right That's right That's right That's right I will not apologize
What's that ruckus? What's that ruckus? What's that ruckus comin' through the night? That's right That's right That's right That's right | |
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