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2Pac forever...

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geschrieben am: 25.06.2001    um 12:57 Uhr   
[i][schwarz]2Pac lives forever... er lebt in uns allen weiter!

deshalb habe ich hier seine Songtexte (ein paar)

UNTIL THE END OF TIME
Perhaps I was addicted to tha dark side
Some where inside my childhood witnessed my heart die
And even though we both came from the same places
The money and the fame made us all change places
How could it be through the misery
That can't get past the hard times
Made a true friend afraid to ask, for currency
But you could run to me when you need me, I'll never leave
I just needed someone to believe in, as you can see
It's a small thang through and true
What could I do? Real homies help ya get through,
And coming new, he'd do tha same thang if he could
Cuz in the hood true homies make you feel good
And happy times we be acting up call tha cops
Bringing the cease to tha peace that was on my block
It never stop, when my mama ask me will I change
I tell her yeah, but it's clear I'll always be tha same
Until the end of time

Refrain:
So take, these broken wings
Use your hands to come and heal me once again
(Until the end of time)
So I can fly away, until the end of time
Until the end of time
Until the end of time

Please Lord forgive me for my life of sin
My hard stare seem to scare all my sister's kids
So you know I don't hang around tha house much
Diss all night money making got me outta touch, shit
Ain't flashed a smile in a long while
An unexpected birth worst of the ghetto childs
My attitude got me walking solo
Ride out alone in my low-low
Watching the whole world move in slow-mo
For quiet times disappear to the ocean
Smoking Ports think my thoughts
Then it's back to coasting
Who can I trust in this cold world
My phony homey had a baby by my own girl
But I ain't trippin I'm a player
I ain't sweating him
I sex his sister, had her mo' good like a Mexican
His next of kin
No remorse it was meant to happen
Besides rapping the only thing I did good was scrapping
Until the end of time

Refrain:
So take, these broken wings
Use your hands to come and heal me once again
(Until the end of time)
So I can fly away, until the end of time
Until the end of time
Until the end of time

Now who's to say if I was right or wrong?
To live my life as an outlaw all along
Remain strong in this planet full of playa haters
They conversate but Death Row full of demonstrators
And in tha end drinking henessy made all my enemies envy me
So cold when I flow eliminating easily
Falls to they knees, they plead for they right to breath
While beggin me to keep the peace (haha)
Well I can see close into achieve
In times of danger don't freeze time to be a g
Follow my lead I supply everything you need
An ounce of game and the trainin to make a g
Remember me, as an outcast outlaw
Another album out that's what I'm about, more
Gettin raw till the day I see my casket
Buried as a g while tha whole world remembers me
Until the end of time

Refrain:
So take, these broken wings
Use your hands to come and heal me once again
(Until the end of time)
So I can fly away, until the end of time
Until the end of time
Until the end of time

ciao de Black
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geschrieben am: 25.06.2001    um 13:07 Uhr   
.................................TOLL.......................

eure süße
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geschrieben am: 29.06.2001    um 03:02 Uhr   
[i]dieses lied ist echt nur geil....

[blau]2PAC 4-ever [/blau]

The real black man, there ever was...
the real black man, there ever will be....









de psy

*1971 - †1996
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If you wouldn't mind I would like to blew
If you wouldn't mind I would like to lose
If you wouldn't care I would like to leave
If you wouldn't mind I would like to breathe

Is there another reason for your stain
Could you believe who we knew stress or strain?
Here is another word that rhymes with shame

You could do anything






Floyd the Barber

Bell on a door ring, "Come on in."
Floyd observes my hairy chin
Sit down in the chair don't be afraid
Steamed hot towel on my face

I was shaved
I was shaved
I was shamed

Barney ties me to a chair
I can't see I'm really scared
Floyd breathes hard, I hear a zip
Pee-pee pressed against my lips

I sense others in the room (Floyd lets)
Opie, Aunt Bea, I presume
They take turns and cut me up
I die smothered in Andy's clutch (Aunt Bea's muff)






About a Girl

I need an easy friend
I do... with an ear to lend
I do... think you fit this shoe
I do... but you have a clue

I'll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can't see you every night (for) free

I'm standing in your line
I do... hope you have the time
I do... pick a number too (to or two)
I do... keep a date with you






School

Won't you believe it
It's just my luck

No recess

You're in high school again






Love Buzz

Would you believe me when I tell you
You are the queen of my heart
Please don't deceive me when I hurt you
Just ain't the way it seems

Can you feel my love buzz?






Paper Cuts

At my feeding time
She pushes food through the door
I crawl towards the cracks of light
Sometimes I can't find my way
Newspapers spread around)Soaking all that they can
A cleaning is due againA good hosing down

The lady whom I feel maternal love for
Cannot look me in the eyes
But I see hers and they are blue
And they cock and twist and masturbate
I said so Nirvana

Black windows of paint
I scratch with my nails
I see others just like me
Why do they not try to escape?
They bring out the older ones
They point at my way
They come with the flashing lights
And take my family away

And very later I have learned to
Accept some friends of ridicule
My whole existence is for your amusement
And that is why I'm here with you!
Ow...to take you with me...
Your right Nirvana

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Negative Creep

This is out of our range... and it's grown
This is getting to be... droan
I'm a negative creep and I'm stoned

Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more

Yeah! Droan! Stoned!






Scoff

In my eyes, I'm not lazy
In my face, It's not over
In your room, I'm not older
In your eyes, I'm not worth it
Gimme back my alcohol

Give me all your... (live: Still a failure)
Give me your
Love
Fuck






Swap Meet

They need a lifestyle that is comfortable
They travel far to keep their stomachs full
They make a living off of arts and crafts
The kind with seashells, driftwood, and burlap
They make a deal when they come to town
The Sunday swap meet is a battle ground
She loves him more than he will ever know
He loves her more than he will ever show
Keeps his cigarettes close to his heart
Keeps her photographs close to her heart
(They) keep(s) the bitterness close to the heart






Mr. Moustache

Fill me in on your new vision
Wake me up with indecision
Help me trust your mighty wisdom
Yes I eat cow I am not proud

Show me how you question, question
Lead the way to my temptations
Take my hand and give it cleaning
As I eat cow I am not proud

Easy in an easychair
Poop as hard as rock
I don't like you anyway
Silly little fucks ( Seal it in a box)

I'm new
I'm who?
(Damn you)I'm you






Sifting

Afraid to grade
Wouldn't it be fun?
Cross, self-loss
Wouldn't it be fun?
Wet your bed
Wouldn't it be fun?
Some fear none
Wouldn't it be fun?

Your eyes... Teacher said
Your eyes... Preacher said

Don't have nothing for you

Spell the smell
Wouldn't it be fun?
Search for a church
Wouldn't it be fun?
Wet your bed
Wouldn't it be fun?
Cold and coals
Wouldn't it be fun?






Big Cheese

Big cheese Make me
Mine says, "Go to the office"

Big cheese Make meMine says,
"What'd it say?" (live: Bloody Hell)

Black is black, straight back
Need more enemies
Show you all what a man is

Big lies Make my
Mine says, "Go to the office"

Big cheese Make me
Message? What is it?

Black is black, straight back
Need more enemies
She is glue how are you?
(glue = good)Ohhhhh, nice, (night) (right)






Downer

Butchered sincerity, act out of loyalty
Defend your true country, wish away pain
Hand out lobotomies, to save little families
Surrealistic fantasy, bland, boring, pain

Hold me down in restitution
Living out your date with fusion
Is the whole fleece, shun in bastard
Don't feel guilty, master writing

Somebody says that they are not much like
I amI know I can make enough words for you to follow along
I sing your song

Sickening pessimists, hypocrite master
Conservative communists, apocalyptic bastards
Thank you, dear God for putting me on this
EarthI feel very privileged in debt for my thirst
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geschrieben am: 30.06.2001    um 11:46 Uhr   
Smells Like Teen Spirit

Load up on guns and bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over bored and self assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word

Hello, hello, hello, how low?

I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little tribe has always been
And always will until the end

Hello, hello, hello, how low?

And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it was hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind

Hello, hello, hello, how low?

With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yay, a denial








In Bloom

Sell the kids for food
weather changes moods
Spring is here again
reproductive glands

He's the one who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
And I say aahh

We can have some more, nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit, tender age in bloom








Come As You Are

Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy

Take your time, hurry up
The choice is your, don't be late
Take a rest as a friend as an old memoria

Come dowsed in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend, as an old memoria

And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun








Breed

I don't care if I'm old
I don't mind if I don't have a mind
Get away, get away from your home
I'm afraid, I'm afraid of a ghost

Even if you have
Even if you need
I don't mean to stare
We don't have to breed
We can plant a house
We can build a tree
I don't even care
We could have all three
She said








Lithium

I'm so happy because today
I've found my friends
They're in my head
I'm so ugly, but that's okay, cause so are you
We've broken our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all I care
And I'm not scared
Light my candles in a daze
Cause I've found god
Hey, hey, hey

I'm so lonely but that's okay I shaved my head
And I'm not sad
And just maybe I'm to blame for all I've heard
But I'm not sure
I'm so excited, I can't wait to meet you there
But I don't care
I'm so horny but that's okay
My will is good
Hey, hey, hey

I like it, I'm not gonna crack
I miss you, I'm not gonna crack
I love you, I'm not gonna crack
I kill you, I'm not gonna crack








Polly

Polly wants a cracker
Think I should get off of her first
I think she wants some water
To put out the blow torch

It isn't me
We have some seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help
To please myself
I've got some rope
You have been told
I promise you
I have been true
Let me take a ride
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help
To help myself

Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like more food
She asks me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few
Polly says her back hurts
And she's just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
It amazes me, the will of instinct
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geschrieben am: 30.06.2001    um 11:47 Uhr   
Territorial Pissings

When I was an alien, cultures weren't opinions

Never met a wise man, if so it's a woman

Just because you're paranoid
Doesn't mean they're not after you

Gotta find a way, to find a way, when I'm there
Gotta find a way, a better way, I had better wait







Drain You

One baby to another said
I'm lucky to have met you
I don't care what you think
Unless it is about me
It is now my duty to completely drain you
A travel through a tube
And end up in your infection

Chew your meat for you
Pass it back and forth in a passionate kiss
From my mouth to yours because I like you

With eyes so dilated
I've became your pupil
You've taught me everything
Without a poison apple
The water is so yellow, I'm a healthy student
Indebted and so grateful
Vacuum out the fluids

Sloppy lips to lips
You're my vitamins because I'm like you








Lounge Act

Truth covered in security
I can't let you smother me
I'd like to but it wouldn't work
Trading off and taking turns
I don't regret a thing

And I've got this friend, you see
Who makes me feel and I
Wanted more than I could steal
I'll arrest myself, I'll wear a shield
I'll go out of my way to prove I still
Smell her on you

Don't tell me what I wanna hear
Afraid of never knowing fear
Experience anything yoy need
I'll keep fighting jealousy
Until it's fucking gone

I'll go out of my way to make you a deal
We've make a pact to learn from who
Ever we want without new rules
We'll share what's lost and what we grew
They'll go out of their way
To prove they still
Smell her on you








Stay Away

Monkey see, monkey do
I don't know why I'd rather be deal than cool
Every line ends in rhyme
Less is more, love is blind

Stay away

Give an inch, take a smile
Fashion shits, fashion style
Throw it out and keep it in
Have to have poison skin

Stay away
God is gay, burn the flag








On A Plain

I'll start this off without any words
I got so high that I scratched 'til I bled

I love myself better than you
I know it's wrong so what should I do?

The finest day that I've ever had
Was when I learned to cry on command

I'm on a plain
I can't complain

My mother died every night
It's safe to say, don't quote me on that

The black sheep got blackmailed again
Forgot to put on the zip code

Somewhere I have heard this before
In a dream my memory has stored

As a defense I'm neutered and spayed
What the hell am I trying to say

It is now time to make it unclear
To write off lines that don't make sense

One more special message to go
And then I'm done then I can go home








Something In The Way

Underneath the bridge
The tarp has sprung a leak
And the animals I've trapped
Have all become my pets
And I'm living off of grass
And the drippings from the ceiling
But it's okay to eat fish
Cause they don't have any feeling
Something in the way
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geschrieben am: 30.06.2001    um 11:48 Uhr   
Dive
Pick me, pick me, yeah
Let along your signal
At least, at least, yeah
Everyone is hollow

Pick me, pick me, yeah
Everyone is waiting
Pick me, pick me, yeah
You can even pay them

Hey
Dive
Dive in me

Kiss this, kiss that, yeah
Live alone, lone single
At least, at least, yeah
You could be my hero

Pick me, pick me, yeah
Everyone is waiting
Hit me, hit me, yeah
I'm real good at hating








Sliver

Mom and dad went to a show
They dropped me off at Grandpa Joe's
I kicked and screamed, said please don't go

Grandma take me home

Had to eat my dinner there
Mashed potatos and stuff like that
I couldn't chew my meat too good

She said, well, don't you start your crying
Go outside and ride your bike
That's what I did, I killed my toe

After dinner, I had ice cream
I fell asleep and watched TV
I woke up in my mother's arms

Grandma take me home
I wanna be alone








Stain

Well he never bleeds and he never fucks
And he never leaves cause he's got bad luck
Well he never reads and he never rusts
And he never sleeps cause he's got bad luck yeah

I'm a stain








Been a Son

She should have stayed away from friends
She should have had more time to spend
She should have died when she was born
She should have worn the crown of thorns

She should have been a son

She should have stood out in the crowd
She should have made her mother proud
She should have fallen on her stance
She should have had another chance








Turnaround

Take a step outside yourself
And turn around
Take a look at who you are
It's pretty scary
So silly
It is revolting
You're not much
If you are anything

Take a step outside the city
And turn around
Take a look at what you are
It is revolting
You're really nowhere
So wasteful
So foolish
Poppycock

Who said don't look back?
Don't believe 'em
Go for that crazy sounding restaurant
Cause they're gonna try and get behind you
Don't you let them do it
You know what I'm talking about?
You hear me talking?
You hear me talking?

It's pretty scary, totally, it's so revolting

Take a step outside the country
And you turn around
Take a look at what you are
It is amazing
Take a good look
You're no big deal
You're so petty
It's a laugh

Take a step outside the planet
Turn around and around
Take a look at what you are
It's pretty scary








Molly's Lips

She said
She'd take me anywhere
She'd take me anywhere
As long as she stays with me

She said
She'd take me anywhere
She'd take me anywhere
As long as I stayed clean

Kiss, kiss
Molly's lips








Son of a Gun

Up up up and down
Turn turn turnaround
Round round roundabout
And over again
Gun gun son of a gun
You are the only one
That makes any difference
What I say

The sun shines in the bedroom
When we play
The raining always starts
When you go away
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Beeswax

Why doesn't she need him for a father
Not only maidens can occupy my shack
Goring my manhood turns a man off
Like Pepe LePeiux would say
Hey, hey, hey -- then we clash!

I got my diddly spayed

She laughs about it
Shrinking inflections if the wind blows just right
Jacking themselves off polyester
I wanna jump, this isn't right!
Hey, when am I getting it back?

I don't know why
I got a joke too silly to say
Don't touch the balls
I got a dick, Dick -- hear my fucking hate!

If you're wondering, it's gaining monthly
Fiberglass insulated, the sky is cotton candy
Spawning downstream, El Rancho Ovulate
Freely kill him, make it wrong
Bill has brought me deep in denial
Billy Slim reminds me of someone
I'm sick of being Mother Love Bone
Don't need to kneel 'cause they wanna jump rope
And I say, loooooook!

I got my diddly spayed
I got a little tail

Ahhhh, I got no balls
Don't throw that ball
I got a ..huh! huh!
When ya gonna look








Downer

Butchered sincerity, act out of loyalty
Defend your true country, wish away pain
Hand out lobotomies, to save little families
Surrealistic fantasy, bland, boring, pain

Hold me down in restitution
Living out your date with fusion
Is the whole fleece, shun in bastard
Don't feel guilty, master writing

Somebody says that they are not much like
I amI know I can make enough words for you to follow along
I sing your song

Sickening pessimists, hypocrite master
Conservative communists, apocalyptic bastards
Thank you, dear God for putting me on this
EarthI feel very privileged in debt for my thirst









Mexican Seafood

Oh, itchy flakes, it isn't through me
Till the jaw's in flames, it's entertaining
True, the fungus mold is my attraction
Oh, it's only a dys-infection

Only hurts a night, until I pee
Only hurts a night, until I sleep

Oh, coming up, and diarrhea
On the tile floor, a gum of pizza
In the toilet bowl, aroma cloudy
Toss, feel it burn, become a chowdered mess

Only hurts a night, until I pee
Only hurts a night, until I sleep



Oh, take my bed, I've just consumed some
Flies. Bugs and fleas and even mucus
Stain the Vaseline, and tainted burgers
Stop, in case it learns, and takes a joke as such








Hairspray Queen

I was your mine, you were mine, my enemy
You were, mine, I was your, your enemy
You were, mine, I was your, your enemy
You were, mine, I was once your en...aaahh

You rang
Your ears rang

At night, wishful goddess
At night, wish the hardest
At night, disco goddess
At night, we'll go...gaaahhh

Wishful goddess, at night
Wish the hardest, at night
Wishful goddess, at night
Wishful gaaahhh

At night, wishful goddess
At night, wish the hardest
At night, disco goddess
At night, you were so modest
At night, Crisco lovefest
At night, a mouthful on me
It's like, fish-filled garbage
At night, we'll go...gaaahhh








Aero Zeppelin

What's the season of love if you can't have everything?
What's the reason you're around if a crime means anything?
What's the meaning in a crime? It's a crime if anything
What's the meaning of love? It's grand, it's grand

How a culture comes again, it's a crime of yesterday
And you swear it's not a trend, doesn't matter anyway
There's no need to talk to friends, nothin' new is everyday
You could shit upon the stairs
You'll be friends

All the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properly
Should the siren irritate, keep it movin' equally
Not to know is just the fact, we're a problem nowadays
An idea is what we lack, doesn't matter anyway

All the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properly
Still the son will imitate, keep it fallin' equally
Not to know is just the facts, we're worse nowadays
An idea is what we lack, doesn't matter anyway

Hey? hey? hey? hey? hey? hey?








Big Long Now

It's not cold enough
Please put this side up
She is moving through
Can we show our faces now?
I'm not interesting
She's not turning green
Shameful as it seems
Can we show our faces now?

In this climb
I am blind
Why can't I hear?
Color blind
Speak in a phrase
Instantly grow
I am blind
Waiting in line









Aneurysm

Come on over and do the twist, uh-huh
Overdo it and have a fit, uh-huh
Love you so much it makes me sick, uh-huh
Come on over and do the twist, uh-huh

Beat me outta me, beat it, beat it

Come on over and do the twist, uh-huh
Overdo it and have a fit, uh-huh
Overdo it and have a fit, uh-huh
Love you so much it makes me sick, uh-huh
Come on over and shoot the shit, uh-huh

She keeps it pumpin' straight to my heart
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Serve the Servants

Teenage angst has paid off well
Now I'm bored and old
Self-appointed judges judge
More than they have sold

If she floats than she is not
A witch like we had thought
A down payment on another
One at Salem's lot

Serve the servants, oh no
That legendary divorce is such a bore

As my bones grew they did hurt
They hurt really bad
I tried hard to have a father
But instead I had a dad

I just want you to know that I
Don't hate you anymore
There is nothing I could say
That I haven't thought before

Serve the servants, oh no
That legendary divorce is such a bore








Scentless Apprentice

Like most babies smell like butter
His smell smelled like no other
He was born scentless and senseless
He was born a scentless apprentice

Go away, get away, get away, get away

every wet nurse refused to feed him
electrolytes smell like semen
I promise not to sell your perfumed secrets
there are countless formulas for pressing flowers

I lie in the soll and fertilize mushrooms
Leaking out gas fumes are made into perfume
You can't fire me because I quit
Throw me in the fire and I won't throw a fit








Heart-Shaped Box

She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for a week
I was drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn back

Hey
Wait
I've got a new conplaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hate
Haight
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Hey
Wait
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet
Cut myself on angel's hair and baby's breath
Broken hymen of your highness I'm left black
Throw down your umbilical noose
so I can climb right back








Rape Me

Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again

I'm not the only one

Hate me
Do it and do it again

Waste me
Rape me my friend

My favorite inside source
I'll kiss your open sores
Appreciate your concern
You'll always stink and burn








Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle

It's so relieving to know that you're leaving
as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing to hear you're asking
wherever you get your way
I's so soothing to know that you'll sue me
This is starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad

In her false witness, we hope you're still with us
To see if they float or drown
Our favorite paitent, a display of patience
Disease-covered Puget Sound
She'll come back as fire, to burn all the liars
And leave a blanket of ash on the ground
I miss the comfort in being sad








Dumb

I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun

I think I'm dumb
Or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy

My heart is broke
But I have some glue
Help me inhale
And mend it with you
We'll float around
And hang out on clouds
Then we'll come down
And have a hangover, have a hangover

Skin the sun
Fall asleep
Wish away
The soul is cheap
Lesson learned
Wish me luck
Soothe the burn
Wake me up



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Very Ape

I am buried up to my neck in
Contradictionary lies
I take pride as the kind of illiterature
I'm very ape and very nice

If you ever need anything please don't hesitate
to ask someone else first
I'm too busy acting like I'm not naive
I've seen it all I was here first

Out of the ground
Into the sky
Out of the sky
Into the dirt








Milk It

I am my own parasite
I don't need a host to live
We feed off of each other
We can share our endorphins

Doll steak, test meat

I own my own pet virus
I get to pet and name her
Her milk is my shit
My shit is her milk

Doll steak, test meat

Look on the bright side is suicide
Lost eyesight I'm on your side
Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing
Lack of iron and/or sleeping
Protector of the kennel
Ecto-plasma
Ecto-skeletal
Obituary birthday
Your scent is still here in my place of recovery








Pennyroyal Tea

I'm on my time with everyone
I have very bad posture

Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
Distill the life that's inside of me
Sit and drink Pennyroyal tea
I'm anemic royalty

Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld
So I can sigh enternally
I'm so tired I can't sleep
I'm a liar and a thief

Sit and drink pennyroyal Tea
I'm anemic royalty
I'm on warm milk and laxatives
Cherry-flavored antacids








Radio Friendly Unit Shifter

Use just once and destroy
Invasion of our piracy
Afterbirth of a nation
Starve without your skeleton key

I love you for what I am not
I do not want what I have got
A blanket acne'ed with cigarette burns
Speak at once while taking turns
Second-rate third defree burns

What is wrong with me
What is what I need
What do I think I think

This had nothing to do with what you think
If you ever think at all
Bi-polar opposites attract
All of a sudden my water broke

Hate, hate your enemies
Save, save your friends
Find, find your place
Speak, speak the truth








Tourette's

Moderate Rock

May day, every day, my day
Could've had a heart attack, my heart
We don't know anything, my heart.
We all want something fair, my heart.

Hey!

Hey!

Heyyyyyyy! Heyyyyy!Heyyyyy!

Out of town, out of sight (fire), is my heart.
Queen of lies, today, my heart
One more on the phone, my heart
One more at the door of my heart.

Hey!

Hey!

Heyyyyyyyyyyy!

Mean heart, cold heart, cold heart, cold heart
Cold heart, cold heart, cold heart,
cold heart -- uhhhhhhh!








All Apologies

What else should I be
All apologies
What else should I say
Everyone is gay
What else could I write
I don't have the right
What else should I be
All apologies

In the sun
In the sun I feel as one
In the sun
In the sun
I'm married
buried

I wish I was like you
Easily amused
Find my nest of salt
Everything is my fault
I'll take all the blame
Aqua seafoam shame
Sunburn with freezerburn
Choking on the ashes of her enemy
All in all is all we are








Gallons of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through the Strip

It hurts when you have to press that dull little thing
That you're only supposed to use once and then discard
Where do you put it,
in the garbage can, my honest friend
My shyness, pet her flow

She's only been five months late
Even though we haven't had sex for a week

A mil a day, a mil, I say
And my heart's made my...
Somebody else already used the word aurora borealis
She was tied up in chains,
and Sam had helped her in the freezer

She's only five weeks late
And I haven't had a date forever...
Ever...ever...forever

Wish I had more...more opportunity
More chances to remember some things
So I couldn't have so much pressure on my...
On my...on my...um...ah, on my...um...um...head

We'd have so much more diversity
And so much more input, so much more creative flow
If we had someone in school, a (GIT)

GIT...geeks...in...town
Ha...Come on, Dave, think of one
Dave: inaudible(girls in trouble)
It should be GIC, geeks with Charvels
No, GWC

Fuck, man, this is a waste of time
One more solo? Yeahhhhhhhhh!Yeaaaahhhhh!

You're personally responsible for...
The entire strip...to be washed away....
Cleansed...as if gallons of, um, rubbing alcohol
Flowed through the strip and were set on fire
It didn't just singe the hair, it made it straight
And then Perry Ellis came along with his broom
And his...silk
And he...he erected a beautiful city...a city of stars
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geschrieben am: 30.06.2001    um 11:54 Uhr   
2 Pac?
2PAC?

Wer zur Hölle ist 2Pac?
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geschrieben am: 30.06.2001    um 16:12 Uhr   
[i][schwarz]ich weiss zwar wer 2PAC is/war aber ich kann Bartleby einfach nur recht geben:

[b][rot]NIRVANA...bzw. KURT COBAIN FOREVER !!!!!!!!!!!

[/b][blau]Das war ein mann...nunja er is zwar nimmer unter uns aber das is tupac ja auch nich mehr...aber kurt war echt n krass typ..ich bewundere ihn..und seine musik auch......

CiD
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geschrieben am: 30.06.2001    um 16:17 Uhr   
[i]ey es gibt nicht nur einen der super seien kann
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[i]Ich finds irgendwie ziemlich "lustig", dass 2Pac immer noch Lieder rausbringt, obwohl er nicht mehr lebt....

Außerdem hat er seine eigene Kleidermarke, des taugt mir auch nicht irgendwie...des passt nicht zum Typ "Gangsterrapper" ...

also ich persöhnlich find HipHop zwar saugeil, aber 2Pac find ich nicht gut...mir gefällt sein Style nicht so....naja, geschmäcker sind verschieden.[/i]
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[i]Geld regiert die Welt...Sweetheart...
Alles und jeder wird verkauft - tot oder lebendig -

Schade eigentlich!
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geschrieben am: 14.07.2001    um 19:40 Uhr   
Wer einen Traum verwirklichen will,
muss zuerst aufwachen,
aber wer keinen Mut zum Träumen hat,
der hat auch keine Kraft zum Kämpfen!!!

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geschrieben am: 14.07.2001    um 19:42 Uhr   
Wer einen Traum verwirklichen will,
muss zuerst aufwachen,
aber wer keinen Mut zum Träumen hat,
der hat auch keine Kraft zum Kämpfen!!!

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geschrieben am: 14.07.2001    um 22:23 Uhr   
Lasst Tupac,Tupac sein.Er war,ist und bleibt der beste Raper
aller Zeiten.Ob tot oder lebendig!Er ist einfach nur geil!!!!!!
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Yeah! Da hast Du recht!!!

Wer einen Traum verwirklichen will,
muss zuerst aufwachen,
aber wer keinen Mut zum Träumen hat,
der hat auch keine Kraft zum Kämpfen!!!

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