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For those that couldn't be there - Slipknot's new single, Psychosocial. In the flesh at Seattle's Mayhem Festival. Let me know what you think bout it !
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Lyrics
I did my time, and I want out
I saw my future...afraid
It doesn't cut,
The soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at you, subversion,
Pseudo-sacred, sick perversion
Go drill your gases,
Go dig your graves
Then fill your mouth
With all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
I'm done, it has begun
I'm not the only one
And the reign will kill us all,
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, there are cracks, in the road we lay
But will it ever fill?
The secrets have gone mad!
This is nothing new,
But would we kill it all?
The hate was all we had
Who needs another mess?
We could start over
Just look me in the eyes
And say I'm wrong
Now there's only emptiness,
But I'm missing something
I think we're done
I'm not the only one!
And the reign will kill us all,
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
Fate can not catch this lie,
I tried to tell you first
Your hurtful lies are giving out
Can't stop the killing, I can't help it
If it's hunting season
Is this what you want?
I'm not the only one!
And the reign will kill us all,
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see,
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
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a mille
[Lil Wayne]
Ima Millionaire,
Im a Young Money Millie in aire, tougher than Nige
a mille
[Lil Wayne]
Ima Millionaire,
Im a Young Money Millie in aire, tougher than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to your career just isnt fair,
Ima venereal disease like a menstrual bleed..
Threw the pencil and leak the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cuz I dont write shit cuz I aint got time,
Cuz my seconds, minutes, hours go to the al mighty dollar,
And the al mighty power of Allah,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha f**k a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the bridge pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers..hahahaha you cant catch em, you cant stop em,
I go by them goon rules if you cant beat em then you pop em,
You cant man em then you pop em,
You cant man em then you mop em,
You cant stand em then you drop em,
You drop em cuz we pop em like Orville Redenbacher,
[Cory Gunz]
Im Millie in here wit them Young Money Milli on aires,
Think you really pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli..the Vanilli's in here.. im a rascal dont get whopped,
I get brats who dont give top, ("meaning he gets girls who play hard to give it up")
I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you could never put a brake on,
An I break on anything a nigga take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga like im Akon,
Cuz I make cons.. Where the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops im kamikaze drop a rock wit them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line, (Afernee Hardaway)
Plentys in me, any guinea's wit em bigger than a mini and remind im..
Illie and its all off G piece and a P..G walk by beep beep,
Wit a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big feet on a jeep.. (meanin the chicks out and lands in waynes car lol pretty funny)
She caught by Weezy F, we be the best,
Truely to death prove me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, excuse me I left..Ha
[these lyrics unconfirmed in album version but present in mixtape version]
young money
C3
nay nay, daddys better
ok
a millionaire im a young money millionaire
what chyall really want it now
y'all dont really wanna do it
if hip hop is dead i am the embalming fluid
and I don't care who it be, I'm steppin to it
notice I say 'it' cuz to me, it ain't shit
get. it.
call me whacha like trick?
call me on my sidekick
never answer when its private
man I hate a shy chick
don't you hate a shy chick
I had a plate of shy chick and she ain't shy no mo'
she changed her name to my chick
hahaha, yea boy thats my girl
and she pops excellent up in waynes world
totally dude you should
see their faces when they see that
this robot can move
and its like...
hahaha, yea
and it go...
thats right
I'm a millionaire I'm a
young money cash money fast money
slow money mo' money neva low money
what is that, who is that, I never heard of it
I will take your picture and make a 'rest in peace' shirt of it
tell those n***** beatin to make a rest in peace shirt of me cuz i
killed and now don't tell no one you heard of me
its like, the beat was screamin, murder me
and i'm a, murderer
so I murdered it
and you n***** is what i eatin ill make sure of it
and he who don't believe me I'll make dessert of him
sherbet him, I mean
shame on him, or her
cut her father up
this rap thang, this is my race
gon' take a lap man weezy babys no ????
now gon' take a nap man, its nap time
I'll holla back at you at snack time
Weezy... F.... yea, ok
they say I'm rappin like Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 Thousand where is erykah badu at
who dat
who dat said they gon' beat Lil Wayne
my name ain't bic, but I keep that flame
who dat one
dat do dat boy
yall knew dat
true dat swallow
and i be the shhhh
now you got loose bottoms
I don't owe you like two vowels
but I'd like for you to pay me by the hour
hahaha
and I'd rather be pushing flowers,
than to be in the penn sharing showers
see Tony told us this world was ours
and the Bible told us every girl was sour
dont play in the garden and don't smell her flower
call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
boy I got so many girls like I'm Michael Lowry
even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me
man, life, just ain't life, without me
hip hop just ain't hip hop, without me
young moola baby
C3
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