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Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boyz - "What You Gon Do"

[Lil' Jon]
Yea
What...What
Check dis out right (Yea)
Lil' Jon and the motherfuking East Side Boyz
The Kings of Krunk
Back at you with some new shit
Now just because we went platinum and shit don't mean we gone change nigga
We the muthafuking Kings of Krunk and we gon' always keep this muthafucker krunk
Now let's talk about some more music

[Chorus]
If you roll up in the club and them niggas wanna fuck
When you step up to they face what they gon' do shit
If you roll up in the club and them hoes aren't acting up
When you step up to them hoes what they gon' do shit
What they gon' do shit (repeat 8 times)

[Lil' Jon]
Pussy nigga what's up,
Hell nah you aint gon' fuck all that poppin' at the mouth gon' get you fucked up...
Pussy nigga what's up,
Hell nah you aint gon' fuck all that poppin' at the mouth gon' get you fucked up...
You don't came in the club wit yo muthafucking click...
We don't give a fuck hoe, ya'll pussy like bitches
You don't came in the club wit yo muthafucking click...
We don't give a fuck hoe, ya'll pussy like bitches
It's some East-side niggas and they keeping this bitch,
and they step the ass nigga that be talking that shit
It's some West-side niggas and they keeping this bitch,
and they step the ass nigga that be talking that shit
It's some North-side niggas and they keeping this bitch,
and they step the ass nigga that be talking that shit
It's some South-side niggas and they keeping this bitch,
and they step the ass nigga that be talking that shit

[Chorus]

[Lil' Scrappy]
My brains is taking in too much pain
I'm bout explode first and get them names
But its cool lil' shorty don't be so alarmed
I learned to bruise nigga without jabbing the arm
I don't play wit muthafuckers cause this shit be real
Make ya hoes broke off and then yo navy seal
And them hoes will leave yo ass dead in the path
Like the way you came nigga yo dick from yo ass
I break bones with my niggas
Fuck hoes with my niggas
How the fuck you think I feel bout deforming yo figure
It's a close casket
For them hating basket
Its some g's that's real and some messed up fagots
Who you talking to bitch?
What you gon' do trick?
When its obvious to see that you aint gon' do shit
Lil' Scrappy the Prince and I aint taking no chump
I'm a quiet krunk nigga and fuck being the punk

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Yea... Yea... Yea
I'm looking round dis muthafuking club (What)
Them niggas still muthafuking looking over here and shit (looking over here and talking and shit)
Think we gonna get some muthafucking straightening in the muthafuker (Yea)
Dis what we gon' muthafuking do (What's up)
We gon' walk over to dis muthafucking niggas (Yea)
And talk to their ass like dis
Only bitches' talk shit (What)
Only bitches' talk shit (What)
Only bitches talk shit that's why we bustin' yo shit
Only bitches' talk shit (What)
Only bitches' talk shit (What)
Only bitches talk shit that's why we bustin' yo shit
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)

[Chorus]

god i hate that song.

best thing about the eastside boys? the dude who carries a gas can and drinks his "cristal" from it. or whatever the fuck it is. that is gangster to the max.

This gives it a run for it's money:

Just Lose It
by Eminem

Intro:
(Eminem making sounds) ok..
Guess who's back
Back again
Shady's back
Tell a friend
Now everyone report to the dance floor
To the dance floor, to the dance floor
Now everyone report to the dance floor
Alright Stop...Pajama time

Verse 1:
Come here little kiddies,On my lap
Guess who's back with a brand new rap
And i don't mean rap as in a new case of child molestation accusation
Aah aah aah aah aah
no worries, pappa's got a brand new bag of toys
what else could i possibly do to make noise
I done touched on everything, but little boys
That's not a stab at Micheal
That's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho
I go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
Good god, dip, do a little slide
Bend down, touch your toes and just glide
Up the center of the dance floor
Tee pee for my bunghole and it's cool if you let one go
Nobody's gonna know who'd hear it
Give a little poot poot, it's ok (Fart Sound)
Oops my cd just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip

Hook:
Now I'm gonna make you dance
Get your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass,
Oops i mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you're my world
Alright now lose it
Aah aah aah aah aah
Just lose it
Aah aah aah aah aah
Go crazy
Aah aah aah aah aah
Oh baby
Aah aah
Oh baby baby aah aah

Verse 2:
It's Friday and it's my day
Used to party all the way to sunday
Maybe till monday, i dunno what day
Everday's just a holiday
Crusin' on the freeway
Feelin' kinda breezy
Got the top down, let my hair blow
I dunno where i'm goin'
All I know is when i get there
Someones gonna touch my body
Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk
But I'm feel just a little stressed out from work
Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair
Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out...there
What's your name girl
What's your sign
Dr Dre: Man, you must be out your mind
Dre aah aah
Beer goggles, blind
I'm just trying to unwind

Hook:
Now I'm gonna make you dance
Get your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass,
Oops i mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you're my world
Alright now lose it
Aah aah aah aah aah
Just lose it
Aah aah aah aah aah
Go crazy
Aah aah aah aah aah
Oh baby
Aah aah
Oh baby baby aah aah

Verse 3:
It's Tuesday and I'm locked up
I'm in jail and i don't know what happend
They say I was running butt naked
Down the street screaming
Aah aah aah aah aah
Well I'm sorry, I don't remember
All I know is this much
I'm not guilty
They said save it
Boy we caught you on tape
Yelling at an old lady, touch my body
Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
it's real intense no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it's 8 Mile now
The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves
A step back to reality
Look it's B.Rabbit
You signed me up to battle
I'm a grown man
Duba duba duba duba duba duba
I don't have any lines to go right here so
Duba duba duba duba fellas what? fellas what?
Grab you left nut, make the right one jealous what?
Black girls
White girls
Skinny girls
Fat girls
Tall girls
Small girls
I'm calling all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor
It's your chance for a little romance whore
Butt squeezin it's the season
Just go aah aah aah aah
so appeasing

Hook:
Now I'm gonna make you dance
Get your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass,
Oops i mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you're my world
Alright now lose it
Aah aah aah aah aah
Just lose it
Aah aah aah aah aah
Go crazy
Aah aah aah aah aah
Oh baby
Aah aah
Oh baby baby aah aah

Outro:
Mmmmm touch my body
Mmmmm touch my body
Ooh boy just touch my body
I mean girl just touch my body


This being the pinnacle of 2004 song writing of course:

you make my pee-pee go "da doing doing doing"

You know, I laughed when he did that one on SNL, and I laugh again now, just reading 'em.

But seriously, my response would probably be either Dresden Dolls, Stephen Merritt (which I have to admit to not listening to too carefully yet, so don't hold me to that one), Momus, or Voltaire (the last two of which I've not heard [neither], yet, but they're my favourite lyricists, so they're most likely).

Modest Mouse - "Bukowski"

my favorite lyric is modest mouse's "you wasted life, why wouldn't you waste the afterlife?"

2nd favorite lyric is mclusky's "our own singer is...a sex criminal".

"Old singer" or "own singer"?

Also, trying to get insightful lyrics from a crunk song is like trying to milk my teets. You might get some milk, but it's pointless.

what about your avatar's teats?

That might produce significantly more milk. From Buster though, not the goat.

i might have a crush on buster.

lyrics of every great crunk song is a deep amazing metaphor

yall just don't get it

Uh, like, alllllllllll of Mr. Cave's new one.

e.g.

Nature Boy

I was just a boy when I sat down
To watch the news on TV
I saw some ordinary slaughter
I saw some routine atrocity
My father said, don't look away
You got to be strong, you got to be bold, now
He said, that in the end it is beauty
That is going to save the world, now

And she moves among the sparrows
And she floats upon the breeze
She moves among the flowers
She moves something deep inside of me

I was walking around the flower show like a leper
Coming down with some kind of nervous hysteria
When I saw you standing there, green eyes, black hair
Up against the pink and purple wisteria
You said, hey, nature boy, are you looking at me
With some unrighteous intention?
My knees went weak,
I couldn't speak, I was having thoughts
That were not in my best interests to mention

And she moves among the flowers
And she floats upon the smoke
She moves among the shadows
She moves me with just one little look

You took me back to your place
And dressed me up in a deep sea diver's suit
You played the patriot, you raised the flag
And I stood at full salute
Later on we smoked a pipe that struck me dumb
And made it impossible to speak
As you closed in, in slow motion,
Quoting Sappho, in the original Greek

She moves among the shadows
She floats upon the breeze
She moves among the candles
And we moved through the days
and through the years

Years passed by, we were walking by the sea
Half delirious
You smiled at me and said, Babe
I think this thing is getting kind of serious
You pointed at something and said
Have you ever seen such a beautiful thing?
It was then that I broke down
It was then that you lifted me up again

She moves among the sparrows
And she walks across the sea
She moves among the flowers
And she moves something deep inside of me

She moves among the sparrows
And she floats upon the breeze
She moves among the flowers
And she moves right up close to me

a deep amazing metaphor for getting fucking crazy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Old singer, and a decent candidate:


note to self, be erect by half-past ten
be strong, be proud, be able, be charmed
be extended, be in motion, be at loggerheads with chris
like chris was crisp, like chris was crisp

show yourself, show! show!

all the sea was coal, coal, coal!
all the sea was coal, coal, coal!
all the sea was coal, coal!
she started wondering, where is the profit here?

note to invading aliens, avoid this town
like this town avoided us
like murder stalked the valley where this woman used to live
bathe and breathe and be murdered
bathe and breathe and be murdered
like chris was crisp, like chris was crisp, was crisp

show yourself, show! show!

all the sea was coal! coal! coal!
all the sea was coal! coal! coal!
all the sea was coal!
she started wondering, where is the profit here?

our old singer is a sex criminal
our old singer is a sex criminal

all the sea was coal! coal! coal!
all the sea was coal! coal! coal!
all the sea was coal!
she started wondering, where is the profit here?

WHAT?!!