Favorite Lyrics Anyone???

[massacre man]

[Eminem]
A lot of people ask me.. stupid f*ckin questions
A lot of people think that.. what I say on records
or what I talk about on a record, that I actually do in real life
or that I believe in it
Or if I say that, I wanna kill somebody, that..
I'm actually gonna do it
or that I believe in it
Well, sh*t.. if you believe that
then I'll kill you
You know why?
Cuz I'm a

CRIMINAL
CRIMINAL
You god damn right
I'm a CRIMINAL
Yeah, I'm a CRIMINAL

[Eminem]
My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge
That'll stab you in the head
whether you're a fag or lez
Or the homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vest
Pants or dress - hate fags? The answer's "yes"
Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobic
Starin at my jeans, watchin my genitals bulgin (Ooh!)
That's my motherf*ckin balls, you'd better let go of em
They belong in my scrotum, you'll never get hold of em
Hey, it's me, Versace
Whoops, somebody shot me!
And I was just checkin the mail
Get it? Checkin the 'male'?
How many records you expectin to sell
after your second LP sends you directly to jail?
C'mon!-- Relax guy, I like gay men
Right, Ken? Give me an amen (AAA-men!)
Please Lord, this boy needs Jesus
Heal this child, help us destroy these demons
Oh, and please send me a brand new car
And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital
Preacher preacher, fifth grade teacher
You can't reach me, my mom can't neither
You can't teach me a goddamn thing cause
I watch TV, and Comcast cable
and you ain't able to stop these thoughts
You can't stop me from toppin these charts
And you can't stop me from droppin each March
with a brand new cd for these f*ckin retards
Duhhh, and to think, it's just little ol' me
Mr. "Don't Give A f*ck," still won't leave

Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X)

I'm a CRIMINAL
Cuz every time I write a rhyme, these people think it's a crime
to tell em what's on my mind - I guess I'm a CRIMINAL
but I don't gotta say a word, I just flip em the bird
and keep goin, I don't take sh*t from no one

[Eminem]
My mother did drugs - tar, liquor, cigarettes, and speed
The baby came out - disfigured, ligaments indeed
It was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as she
Don't dare make fun of that baby cause that baby was me
I'm a CRIMINAL - an animal caged who turned crazed
But how the f*ck you sposed to grow up when you weren't raised?
So as I got older and I got a lot taller
My dick shrunk smaller, but my balls got larger
I drink malt liquor to f*ck you up quicker
than you'd wanna f*ck me up for sayin the word ...
My morals went thhbbpp when the president got oral
Sex in his Oval Office on top of his desk
Off of his own employee
Now don't ignore me, you won't avoid me
You can't miss me, I'm white, blonde-haired
and my nose is pointy
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die
in plane crashes and laughs
As long as it ain't happened to him
Slim Shady, I'm as crazy as Em
-inem and Kim combined - *kch* the maniac's in
Replacin the doctor cause Dre couldn't make it today
He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin his place
(Mm-mm-mmm!) Oh, that's Dre with an AK to his face
Don't make me kill him too and spray his brains all over the place
I told you Dre, you should've kept that thang put away
I guess that'll teach you not to let me play with it, eh?
I'm a CRIMINAL

[Interlude Skit]
Aight look (uh huh) just go up in that motherf*cker
get the motherf*ckin money and get the f*ck up outta there
[Em] Aight
I'll be right here waitin on you
[Em] Aight
Yo Em
[Em] What?!
Don't kill nobody this time
[Em] Awwright... god damn, f*ck...
(whistling) how you doin'?
[Teller] HI, how can I help you?
[Eminem] Yeah I need to make a withdrawl
[Teller] Okay
[Eminem] Put the f*ckin money in the bag bitch
and I won't kill you!
[Teller] What? Oh my god, don't kill me
[Eminem] I'm not gonna kill you bitch, quit lookin around...
[Teller] Don't kill me, please don't kill me...
[Eminem] I said I'm not gonna f*ckin kill you
Hurry the f*ck up! {*BOOM*} Thank you!

[Eminem]
Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it
So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it
So I'll be disguised in it
And if anybody identifies the guy in it
I'll hide for five minutes
Come back, shoot the eyewitness
Then fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business
Die bitches, bastards, brats, pets!
This puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet
If I ever gave a f*ck, I'd shave my nuts
tuck my dick inbetween my legs and cluck
You motherf*ckin chickens ain't brave enough
to say the stuff I say, so this tape is shut
sh*t, half the sh*t I say, I just make it up
To make you mad so kiss my white naked ass
And if it's not a rapper that I make it as
I'ma be a f*ckin rapist in a Jason mask

(Chorus 2X)

[massacre man]

"Forgot About Dre"
(feat. Eminem)

[Dr Dre]
Ya'll know me still the same ol' G
But I been low key
Hated on by most these niggas
Wit no cheese, no deals and no G's, no wheels and no keys
No boats, no snowmobiles and no ski's
Mad at me cause
I can finally afford to provide my family wit groceries
Got a crib wit a studio and it's all full of tracks
To add to the wall full of plaques
Hangin up in the office in back of my house like trophies
But ya'll think I'm gonna let my dough freeze
Ho Please
You better bow down on both knees
Who you think taught you to smoke trees
Who you think brought you the o' G's
Eazy-E's Ice Cube's and D.O.C's and Snoop D O double G's
And a group that said muthafuck the police
Gave you a tape full of dope beats
To bump when stroll through in your hood
And when your album sales wasn't doin too good
Who's the doc that he told you to go see
Ya'll better listen up closely
All you niggas that said that I turned pop
Or the Firm flop
ya'll are the reason Dre ain't been getting no sleep
So fuck ya'll all of ya'll
If ya'll don't like me blow me
Ya'll are gonna keep fuckin around wit me
And turn me back to the old me

[chorus x2 - Eminem]

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothin comes out when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre

[Eminem]
So what do you say to somebody you hate
Or anybody tryna bring trouble your way
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way
Just study your tape of NWA.
One day I was walkin by
Wit a walkmen on
When I caught a guy givin me an awkward eye
And strangled him off in the parkin lot wit his Karl Kani
I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge
But I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humungous truck in a two car garage
Hoppin out wit two broken legs tryna walk it off
Fuck you too bitch call the cops
I'ma kill you and them loud ass muthafuckin barkin dogs
And when the cops came through
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house
Wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
And still weren't found out
From here on out it's the Chronic 2
Startin today and tomorrows the new
And I'm still loco enough
To choke you to death wit a Charleston chew
[Record scratch]
Slim shady hotter then a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up
And the temp goes up to the mid 80's
Callin men ladies
Sorry Doc but I been crazy
There is no way that you can save me
It's ok go with him Hailey

[chorus x2]

[Dr Dre]
If it was up to me
You muthafuckas would stop comin up to me
Wit your hands out lookin up to me
Like you want somethin free
When my last cd was out you wasn't bumpin me
But now that I got this little company
Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease
But you won't get a crumb from me
Cause I'm from the streets of Compton
I told em all
All them little gangstas
Who you think helped mold 'em all
Now you wanna run around and talk about guns
Like I ain't got none
What you think I sold 'em all
Cause I stay well off
Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin Dre fell off
What cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad
Tryna get this damn label off
I ain't havin that
This is the millenium of Aftermath
It ain't gonna be nothin after that
So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap
You can have it back
So where's all the mad rappers at
It's like a jungle in this habitat
But all you savage cats
Knew that I was strapped wit gats
When you were cuddled wit cabbage patch

[Chorus x3]

[massacre man]

Jay-Z - Moment Of Clarity Lyrics
whoo, chea, chea, chea
turn da music up turn the lights down i'm in my zone

Chorus
thank god for granting me this moment of calrity
this moment of honesty the world will feel my truth
from my hard knock life time to the gift and the curse
i gave you volume after volume of my work so you can feel my
truth
i built a dynasty by bein one of the realest niggas out
way beyond reason yall can't doubt
from my blueprint beginning to my black album ending
if you listen close you'll hear what i'm about

Jay-z

pop died didn't cry didn't know him that well
between him doin heroine and me doin crack sales
put that in an eggshell standing at the tabernacle rather the
church
pretending to be hurt wouldn't work
so a smurk was all on my face
like damn that man's face is just like my face
so pop i forgive u for all the shit that i lived through
i wasn't all your fault u got caught
and to the same game i fought
that uncle ray lost
my big brothers and so many others i saw
i'm just glad we got to see each other
talk and re meet each other
save a place in heaven for the next time we meet each other

Chorus

Jay-z

Music is to take me cause the industry didn't make me
hustlers and boosters embrace me in the music i be makin
i dumped down from my audience doubled my dollars
they criticize me yet they all yell holla
if skillz sold truth be told i probably be lyrically talib
kwalie
truthfully yall wanna rhyme like common sense
but i did 5 mics but i ain't been rhymin like common sense
when your sense got that much in common and you been hustlin'
since
your enception f**k perception go wit what make sense
since i know what i'm up against we as rappers must decide what
is most impoortant
and i can't help the poor if i'm one of them
so i got rich and gave back to me so that's a win win
so next time you see the homie wit his rims spin
just know my mind is workin like them the
the rims that is

Chorus

see what's on the tear with no tears should fall
see what's on the block when no spuares get off
seein my inner circle all we do is ball
till we all got triangles on our walls
they just rappin for the platinum
yall record i recall cause i really been there before
4 scores a seven years ago prepare for flow
prepare for war i should fear no man
but you don't hear me though
these words ain't just ain't just prepared to go in one ear and
out he other ear no
yo my balls and my words is alls i have
what you gonna do to me nigga a scar's a scab
what you gonna box me home i could dodge a jab
3 shots couldn't touch me thank god for that
i'm strong enough to carry Biggie Smalls on my back
and the whole bk holla back

Chorus

[massacre man]

[Intro- Eminem & 50 Cent]
Gee wilikers Gatman they got me surrounded
I'm on my way

[Chorus - 50 Cent & Eminem]
I got a gatman
There's a problem I'ma solve it
A nigga movin' around
With a big ass revolver and a black man
What the fuck are you retarded
You touch Shady I'll leave you dearly departed
They say Batman

[Verse 1- 50 Cent]
Robin, Cagney or Lacey, it's 50 cent and Shady
The worst baby, put your hands on my people
I'll be act crazy, put a hole thru ya front and ya back maybe
But dude if you try me, I'll have ya ass hooked up to an IV
I'll leave ya witnesses when I ride B
You fuck with me, you see
I'll be actin' like an animal, I'll tear you apart
If the masterpiece was murder, I'd major in art
Niggas knew I wasn't wrapped too tight from start
But bein' a little off, landed me on top of the charts (whoo)
So you take the good with the bad, I guess
Level three Teflon plate on my chest
And my cock back hollow tip in the chamber
Danger, anger gon' change ya
And make ya aim that and squeeze

[Chorus 50 Cent & Eminem]
I got a gat man
There's a problem I'ma solve it
A nigga movin' around
With a big ass revolver and a batman

[Verse 2- Eminem]
Mothafucka, you retarded you touch 50
I'll leave you dearly departed
We’re walkin’ away from a beef,
in which clearly you started
I said we’re walkin’ away, did you hear me
you oughta be thankful
That we ain't beefin’
we’re still breathin’
and just leave it at that
Cause if me and 50, and G-Unit
hop back in that bat mobile
It ain't gonna be no more rappin’,
it’s gonna be braaaat [gunshot sound]
Retaliation will be like them Muslim shi'ite attacks
Some where along the line, its like me and 50 made a pact
He's got my back, I got his back
It's almost like we're kinda like Siamese twins
Cause when we beef we pull each other in
Till we do shit like we're conjoined at the hip
Its just unavoidable some of this shit is squashable
And some shit will never boil up
And some of it will just simmer at best
If left alone, we'll let it be so there won’t be no sit downs
with no Dave and Zinos, there will be no peace discussions with me
There ain't gon' be no friendly debates over crumpets and tea
Just quit fuckin’ with me and I'll gladly quit fuckin’ with you
Just spit ya sixteen and do what you gotta do to get through
Without mentionin’ me or the machine or Jimmy Iovine and Dre and 50
or D-Twizzie and Obie and just let it be or we'll be back with a

[Chorus - 50 Cent & Eminem]
I got a gatman
There's a problem I'ma solve it
A nigga movin' around
With a big ass revolver and a black man
What the fuck are you retarded
You touch Shady I'll leave you dearly departed


[Verse 3 - 50 Cent]
Nigga you get it twisted, you can get ya wig splitted
I don't give a fuck, I don't care if police know I did it
Man I hustle, I get money, in the sunshine or a blizzard
I go hard for that paper, homie I just gotta get it
Got a money scheme your plottin' count me in im I'm with it
You cross me and you gon' make a cemetary visit
That's gangsta, you know me I told it, cuz I live it
Showcases drop, when that chopper chop
Way up the block, get hit with copper tops
When drama pop, the llama pop
And it won't stop, you can run, call the cops
They say no, nigga's know how I be on it
That shit you got, put my pistol to you I want it
Its not a game, perfect ai,m you feel the flame
Up against ya brain, man its so hot I'll make ya wish it rained

[Chorus - 50 Cent & Eminem]
I got a gatman
There's a problem I'ma solve it
A nigga movin' around
With a big ass revolver and a black man
What the fuck are you retarded
You touch Shady I'll leave you dearly departed
They say wackman

[massacre man]

Gin and Juice

*man pissing*
Heah hah hah!
I’m serious nigga one of y’all niggaz got this ass motherfuckin up
Aiy baby, aiy baby... aiy baby get some bubblegum in this motherfucker
Steady long, steady long nigga

Verse one: snoop

With so much drama in the l-b-c
It’s kinda hard bein snoop d-o-double-g
But i, somehow, some way
Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day
May i, kick a little something for the g’s (yeah)
And, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through
Two in the mornin and the party’s still jumpin
Cause my momma ain’t home
I got bitches in the living room gettin it on
And, they ain’t leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin)
So what you wanna do, sheeeit
I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But (but what) we don’t love them hoes, yeah!
So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
G’s up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this

Chorus: repeat 2x

Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]

Verse two:

Now, that, I got me some seagram’s gin
Everybody got they cups, but they ain’t chipped in
Now this types of shit, happens all the time
You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine
Everything is fine when you listenin to the d-o-g
I got the cultivating music that be captivating he
Who listens, to the words that I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
And get to mackin to this bitch named sadie (sadie? )
She used to be the homeboy’s lady (oh, that bitch)
Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please
Raise up off these n-u-t’s, cause you gets none of these
At ease, as I mob with the dogg pound, feel the breeze
Beeeitch, I’m just

Chorus

Verse three:

Later on that day
My homey dr. dre came through with a gang of tanqueray
And a fat ass j, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke
Shit, this ain’t no joke
I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I’m fucked up now
But it ain’t no stoppin, I’m still poppin
Dre got some bitches from the city of compton
To serve me, not with a cherry on top
Cause when I bust my nut, I’m raisin up off the cot
Don’t get upset girl, that’s just how it goes
I don’t love you hoes, I’m out the do’
And I’ll be

Chorus

Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]

[massacre man]

Game feat. 50 cent "hate it or love it lyrics" (don't know why i just like this song)

[50 Cent]

Yea
Let's take'em back
Uh huh

Coming up I was confused
My mama kissing a girl
Confusion occurs
Coming up in a cold world
Daddy aint around
Probably out committing felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing
Check, check out my melody
I wanna live good so shit I sell dope
For a four-finger ring
Wanted them gold ropes
Nana told me if I passed I get a sheep skin coat
If I could move a few packs
I get the hat
Now that'll be dope
Tossed and turn in my sleep that night
Woke up the next morning
Niggaz done stole my bike
Different day, same shit
Ain't nothing good in the hood
I run away from this bitch
And never come back if I could

[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
Hate it or love it the under dog's on top
And I'm gon shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game]
Go'head'n envy me
I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't going no where
So you can get to know me

G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit

[Game]
On the grill of ma low rider
Guns on both sides
Ride above the gold wires I four-five'em
Kill a nigga on ma song
And really do it
That's the true meaning of a ghost rider
Ten g'z will take your daughter outta air forces
Believe you me homie, I know all about losses
I'm from Compton, where the wrong colors, be cautious
One phone call, have your body dumped in Marcy
I stay strapped like car seats
Been banging since ma lil' nigga, rob, got killed for his Barkley's
That's ten years
I told Pooh in '95
I'll kill you if you try me for my air-max 95's
Told Banks when I met'em I'm a rider
And if I gotta die, rather homicide
I ain't had 50 Cent when ma grand-mama died
Now I'm going back to Cali with ma jacob on
See how time fly?

[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
Hate it or love it the under dog's on top
And I'm gon shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game]
Go'head'n envy me
I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't going no where
So you can get to know me

[50 Cent]
From the beginning to the end
Losers lose, winners win
This is real we aint gotta pretend
The cold world that we in
It's full of pressure and pain
Enough of me nigga now listen to Game

[Game]
Used to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench
Now I'm fucking with 5-0, it's all starting to make sense
My Ma's happy, she aint gotta pay the rent
And she got a red bow on that brand new Benz
Waiting on Sha Money to land sitting in the range
Think of how they spend 30 million dollars on airplanes
When there's kids starving
Pac is gone, and Brenda still throwing babies in the garbage
I wanna know what's going on like I hear Marvin
No school books
They use their wood to build coffins
Whenever I'm in a booth
And I get exhausted
I think what if Marie Bank had got that abortion
I love you Ma

[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
Hate it or love it the under dog's on top
And I'm gon shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game]
Go'head'n envy me
I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't going no where
So you can get to know me

[Kitty]

like toy slodiers
i love this one mm!





Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers]

[Chorus]
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers

[Verse 1]
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders
I am never supposed to show it, my crew ain't supposed to know it
Even if it means goin' toe to toe with a Benzino it don't matter
I'd never drag them in battles that I can't handle unless I absolutely have to
I'm supposed to set an example
I need to be the leader, my crew looks for me to guide 'em
If some shit ever just pop off, I'm supposed to be beside 'em
Now the Ja shit i tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it
There's a certain line you just don't cross and he crossed it
I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just lost it
It was crazy, this shit be way beyond some Jay-z and Nas shit
And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it
I spent too much energy on it, honestly I'm exhausted
And I'm so caught in it I almost feel I'm the one who caused it
This ain't what I'm in hip-hop for, it's not why I got in it
That was never my object for someone to get killed
Why would I wanna destroy something I helped build
It wasn't my intentions, my intentions was good
I went through my whole career without ever mentionin' ...
Now it's just out of respect for not runnin' my mouth
And talkin' about something that I knew nothing about
Plus Dre told me stay out, this just wasn't my beef
So I did, I just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth
While he's all over t.v. down talkin' a man who literally saved my life
Like fuck it i understand this is business
And this shit just isn't none of my business
But still knowin' this shit could pop off at any minute cuz

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
There used to be a time when you could just say a rhyme
And wouldn't have to worry about one of your people dyin'
But now it's elevated cuz once you put someone's kids in it
The shit gets escalated, it ain't just words no more is it?
It's a different ball game, callin' names and you ain't just rappin'
We actually tried to stop the 50 and Ja beef from happenin'
Me and Dre had sat with him, kicked it and had a chat with him
And asked him not to start it he wasn't gonna go after him
Until Ja started yappin' in magazines how he stabbed him
Fuck it 50 smash 'em, mash 'em and let him have it
Meanwhile my attention is pullin' in other directions
Some receptionist at The Source who answers phones at his desk
Has an erection for me and thinks that I'll be his ressurection
Tries to blow the dust off his mic and make a new record
But now he's fucked the game up cuz one of the ways I came up
Was through that publication the same one that made me famous
Now the owner of it has got a grudge against me for nothin'
Well fuck it, that mutherfucker can get it too, fuck him then
But I'm so busy being pissed off I don't stop to think
That we just inherited 50's beef with Murder Inc.
And he's inherited mine which is fine ain't like either of us mind
We still have soldiers that's on the front line
That's willing to die for us as soon as we give the orders
Never to extort us, strictly to show they support us
We'll maybe shout 'em out in a rap or up in a chorus
To show them we love 'em back and let 'em know how important it is
To have Runion Avenue Soldiers up in our corners
Their loyalty to us is worth more than any award is
But I ain't tryna have none of my people hurt and murdered
It ain't worth it I can't think of a perfecter way to word it
Then to just say that I love ya'll too much to see the virdict
I'll walk away from it all before I let it go any further
But don't get it twisted, it's not a plea that I'm coppin'
I'm just willin' to be the bigger man
If ya'll can quit poppin' off at your jaws well then I can,
Cuz frankly I'm sick of talkin'
I'm not gonna let someone elses coffin rest on my conscience cuz

[Chorus]

[barbra]

this band is so dumb
anal cunt
I snuck a retard into a sperm bank


YOU FUCKING DYKE
YOU DIDN'T WANT TO GET TOUCHED BY A MAN
YOU WANTED TO BE A STRONG SINGLE MOTHER
YOU ORDERED A SENSITIVE, GAY POETS SPERM

I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK

INSTEAD OF A BRIGHT POET OFFSPRING
YOU'RE STUCK WITH A DROOLING RETARD
YOU WENT BROKE PAYING FOR SPECIAL CARE
YOU'RE GIRLFRIEND LEFT YOU FOR ANOTHER WOMAN

I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK

[FangoFan]

Alice Cooper's Love's a Loaded Gun

" Somebody saw you at the station
You had your suitcase in your hands
You didn't give no information
You walked off with another man

I'll be standing in the shadows, baby
I watched you give yourself away
You took him into our bedroom
Oh, you had another crazy day

I tried to look away and fake it
You pushed me to the limit
I can't take it

One down, one to go
Just another bullet in the chamber
Sometimes love's a loaded gun
Red lights, stop and go
What'ou gonna do when you play with danger
Sometimes love's a loaded gun
And it shoots to kill

Someday the'll put me in a squad car
Someday the'll throw away the key
But 'til that day I'll be a mad dog
'cuz that's what you taight me to be

I looked into the eyes of men above you
I was the one that really tried to love you

I tried to look away and fake it
You know you pushed me right to the limit
I can't take it

One down, one to go
Just another bullet in the chamber
Sometimes love's a loaded gun
Red lights, stop and go
What'ou gonna do you play with danger
Sometimes love's a loaded gun
And it shoots to kill

Ahhhhhh, pull the trigger

[FangoFan]

Degrees of Sanity by Savatage



And so I sit here in the dark
you made the rules, I played the part
I never rushed or pushed my fate
When time was tight, I knew to wait

And curcumstance so well disguised
While in a gathering of lies

And in the dark I lay awake
So I can watch you drive your stake

What's that you said to me
The moment dies
Degrees of Sanity
All alone
Lost unknown
And whispered in your sighs

And in the dark it all unwinds
I pray for change, the kiss of time
And in my mind I sit and dwell
The labyrinths there, I know it well

What's that you said to me
The moment dies
Degrees of Sanity
All alone
Lost unknown
And whispered in your sighs

And i fucking forget the third verse but's a great song