Category: 2000s


Breaking my back just to know your name
Seventeen tracks and I’ve had it with this game
I’m breaking my back just to know your name
But heaven ain’t close in a place like this
Anything goes but don’t blink you might miss
Cause heaven ain’t close in a place like this
I said heaven ain’t close in a place like this
Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight
Never thought I’d let a rumor ruin my moonlight

Well somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looked like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It’s not confidential
I’ve got potential

Ready? Let’s roll onto something new
Taking its toll and I’m leaving without you
I’m ready, let’s roll onto something new

‘Cause heaven ain’t close in a place like this
I said heaven ain’t close in a place like this
Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight
Never thought I’d let a rumor ruin my moonlight

Well somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looked like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It’s not confidential
I’ve got potential
A rushin’, a rushin’ around

Pace yourself for me
I said maybe baby please
But I just don’t know now
When all I wanna do is try

Somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looked like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It’s not confidential
I’ve got potential
A rushin’, a rushin’ around

Somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looked like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It’s not confidential
I’ve got potential
A rushin’, a rushin’ around

Somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looked like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It’s not confidential
I’ve got potential
A rushin’, a rushin’ around

Artist: The Killers
Album: Hot Fuss
Release Date: 2004
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Childhood living is easy to do
The things you wanted I bought them for you
Graceless lady you know who I am
You know I cant let you slide through my hands

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn’t drag me away

I watched you suffer a dull aching pain
Now you decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or offstage lines
Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn’t drag me away

I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie
I have my freedom but I don’t have much time
Faith has been broken, tears must be cried
Lets do some living after we die

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away
Wild, wild horses, well ride them some day

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away
Wild, wild horses, well ride them some day

Artist: Susan Boyle
Album: I Dreamed A Dream
Release Date: 2009

You’re on the phone with your girlfriend, She’s upset.
She’s going off about something that you said
She doesn’t get your humor like I do

I’m in the room, its a typical Tuesday night
I’m listening to the kind of music she doesn’t like
And she’ll never know your story like I do

But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts
She’s cheer captain and I’m on the bleachers
Dreaming ’bout the day when you wake up and find
That what you’re lookin’ for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I’m the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can’t you see?
You belong with me
You belong with me

Walkin the streets with you in your worn out jeans
I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on the park bench thinkin’ to myself
Hey isn’t this easy?

And you’ve got a smile that could light up this whole town
I haven’t seen it in awhile, since she brought you down
You say you find I know you better than that
Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that?

She wears high heels, I wear sneakers
She’s cheer captain and I’m on the bleachers
Dreaming bout the day when you wake up and find
That what you’re looking for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I’m the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can’t you see?
You belong with me

Standin’ by, waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know that?
You belong with me
You belong with me

Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night
I’m the one who makes you laugh when you know you’re about to cry
I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams
I think I know where you belong. I think I know it’s with me.

Can’t you see that I’m the one who understands you?
Been here all along so why can’t you see?
You belong with me

Standing by or waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know that
You belong with me
You belong with me

Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me
You belong with me

Artist: Taylor Swift
Album: Fearless
Release Date: 2008

Hello...

Shut up I’m about to take all your innocence for free
In the end you’re gonna wanna pay me any or everything
Shut up I’m about to tell you how I won the war
Won’t tell you why or how or when
And in the end you’ll never ever ever ask what for

(hello hello hello hello hello hello)
Are you talking to me?
(hello hello hello hello hello hello)
Breathe, Baby, Breathe

Shut up I’m about to tell you ’bout the difference you’ll never make
How win the war with no regrets no hurt, no pain, no shame
Shut up I’m about to tell you some secrets you will never know
Now don’t ask why, don’t move, don’t cry
Don’t even ask where this is going
No, No

(hello hello hello hello hello hello)
Are you talking to me?
(hello hello hello hello hello hello)
Hey, Hey, Hey
Breathe, Baby, Breathe
(hello hello hello hello hello hello)
Oh, Oh
Are you talking to me?

What’s the matter, my baby’s dead
His heart went blind on me
My dress caught fire
From one match that you gave me
And all that’s left is your bail and the breath I got
Yeah I won’t change and you’re missing me
Cuz the phone call’s gone
And no one’s comin’
No one’s comin’ no one’s comin’
No one’s coming for you!

(hello hello hello hello hello hello)
my dress is on fire!
(hello hello hello hello hello hello)
It’s burning down
(hello hello hello hello hello hello)
I got no desires
No want, no want

But you leave the same day same year
Ring around the rosy yeah
Addicted to all that shit
Pocket full of real estate
Tax returns and don’t you hate it
When it all burns down?
Die die dust dust
Fire baby fire baby fire baby fire baby FIRE!

Artist: Courtney Love
Album: America’s Sweetheart
Release Date: 2004

Armed with wealth and
The best of health
In the future when all’s well
I will lie down and be counted
In the future when all’s well

I thank you
I thank you with all of my heart
I thank you
I thank you with all of my heart
Lee, please stand up and defend me
In the future when all’s well
Confront what you are afraid of
In the future when all’s well

Every day I play a sad game called
In the future when all’s well
Living longer than I had intended
Something must have gone right

I thank you
I thank you with all of my heart
I thank you
I thank you with all of my heart
Lee, please stand up and defend me
In the future when all’s well
Confront what you are afraid of
In the future when all’s well

Hold me closely if your will allows it
In the future when all’s well
Paired-off
Pawed till I can barely stand it
The future is ended by a long, long sleep
The future is ended by a long, long sleep
The future is ended by a long sleep

Artist: Morrissey
Album: Ringleader Of The Tormentors
Release Date: 2006

Hear the sound of falling love
As I wonder where you are
Hits the ground with a dead sound
Know you ain’t got far

Too stupid and sissy like
To say that you want out
You make the eyes of a million girls
And think you’ll make them shout

Dead sound
Dead sound
Dead sound
Dead sound

I used to take you on every time
That sparkle turned to black
I used to drag you through my streets
When you came crawling back

Your cheap words that you bought on sale
Won’t help you through tonight
You make the eyes of a million girls
And think that’s what they like

Dead sound
Dead sound
Dead sound
Dead sound

And now you go through a million girls
And try to pick what’s right
When nightfall comes and you’re still alone
Do you feel it deep inside

It’s oh so cold on the other side
Where thoughts can turn you down
You make the eyes of a million girls
But I see no girl around

Dead sound
Dead sound
Dead sound
Dead sound

Artist: The Ravenettes
Album: Warm And Scratchy
Release Date: 2007

You better take it from me, that boy is like a disease
You’re running, you’re trying, you’re trying to hide
And you’re wondering why you can’t get free
He’s like a curse, he’s like a drug
You get addicted to his love
You wanna get out but he’s holding you down
‘Cause you can’t live without one more touch

He’s a good time cowboy Casanova
Leaning up against the record machine
Looks like a cool drink of water
But he’s candy-coated misery
He’s the devil in disguise
A snake with blue eyes
And he only comes out at night
Gives you feelings that you don’t want to fight
You better run for your life

I see that look on your face
You ain’t hearing what I say
So I’ll say it again
‘Cause I know where you been
And I know how it ends
You can’t get away
Don’t even look in his eyes
He’ll tell you nothing but lies
And you wanna believe
But you won’t be deceived
If you listen to me
And take my advice

He’s a good time cowboy Casanova
Leaning up against the record machine
Looks like a cool drink of water
But he’s candy-coated misery
He’s the devil in disguise
A snake with blue eyes
And he only comes out at night
Gives you feelings that you don’t want to fight
You better run for your life

Run run away
Don’t let him mess with your mind
He’ll tell you anything you want to hear
He’ll break your heart
It’s just a matter of time
But just remember

He’s a good time cowboy Casanova
Leaning up against the record machine
Looks like a cool drink of water
But he’s candy-coated misery
He’s the devil in disguise
A snake with blue eyes
And he only comes out at night
Gives you feelings that you don’t want to fight
You better run for your life

Oh you better run for your life
Oh you better run for your life

Artist: Carrie Underwood
Album: Play On
Release Date: 2009

Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go shawty
It’s your birthday
We gon’ party like it’s yo birthday
We gon’ sip Bacardi like it’s your birthday
And you know we don’t give a fuck
It’s not your birthday!

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I’m into having sex, I ain’t into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I’m into having sex, I ain’t into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it’s 20 knives in the club
Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck
But homie ain’t nothing change hold down, G’s up
I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you’ll mistake me for a playa or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp
In the hood then the ladies saying "50 you hot"
They like me, I want them to love me like they love ‘Pac
But holla in New York them niggas’ll tell ya im loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
I’m feelin’ focused man, my money on my mind
I got a mill out the deal and I’m still on the grind
Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I’m into having sex, I ain’t into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I’m into having sex, I ain’t into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

My flow, my show brought me the doe
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels
Look nigga I got K-Mart and I ain’t change

And you should love it, way more then you hate it
Nigga you mad? I thought that you’d be happy I made it
I’m that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back right?
When my junk get to pumpin in the club it’s on
I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone
If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn
If you talking bout money homie, I ain’t concerned
I’m a tell you what Banks told me cause go ‘head switch the style up
If the niggas hate then let ’em hate
Watch the money pile up
Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub
You know where we fucking be

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I’m into having sex, I ain’t into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I’m into having sex, I ain’t into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

Don’t try to act like you ain’t know where we been either nigga
In the club all the time nigga, its about to pop off nigga
G-Unit

Artist: 50 Cent
Album: Get Rich Or Die Tryin’
Release Date: 2003

Ratso Rizzo

RIP: Ratso Rizzo, 02-2008 – 12-21-2009. She loved popcorn, cheese puffs and neck rubs. You will be missed so much Rizz!

There’s a blue bird at my window
I can’t hear the songs he sings
All the jewels in heaven
They don’t look the same to me

I just wade the tides that turned
Till I learn to leave the past behind

It’s only lies that I’m living
It’s only tears that I’m crying
It’s only you that I’m losing
Guess I’m doing fine

All the battlements are empty
And the moon is laying low
Yellow roses in the graveyard
Have no time to watch them grow

Now I bade a friend farewell
I can do whatever pleases me

It’s only lies that I’m living
It’s only tears that I’m crying
It’s only you that I’m losing
Guess I’m doing fine

Press my face up to the window
To see how warm it is inside
See the things that I’ve been missing
Missing all this time

It’s only lies that I’m living
It’s only tears that I’m crying
It’s only you that I’m losing

Artist: Beck
Album: Sea Change
Release Date: 2002

[Inhale, exhale repeated throughout intro]

You know, there are times when, you run out of weed
There’s no one you can call
But at last there is one person you can call – Weed Man

I’ve had drop dates with no weed to smoke
No roaches, no nothin’ when I need to toke
Damn, where can I find some shit to puff on
damn I need the kye cause it’s gettin’ tough on me (me)
Cause I’m a lumberjack and tree’s
get chopped up and packed up and sold to D
Bolo’s are free, did you hold one fee?
Herchers for the herbics no waterin’ the seeds
Some of your friends just really see me
cause sussin’ this, losin’ no GHC
The pigs always wanna PH me, my gush hits harder than some GHB
But some of these swine wanna hit off mine
I just sit back, recline, and never waste time
I’m the lead man, you read man, you need man
Call me and all inhale- "The Weed Man"

(Inhale, exhale), Weed Man, Weed Man
(Inhale, exhale), Weed Man, Weed Man
(Inhale, exhale), Weed Man, Weed Man
(Inhale, exhale), gettin’ me HIGH!!
(Inhale, exhale), Weed Man, Weed Man
(Inhale, exhale), Weed Man, Weed Man
(Inhale, exhale), Weed Man, Weed Man
(Inhale, exhale), gettin’ me HIGH!!

You can always call me all day, all light
Service with a smile, make you feel all right (yeah!)
From college-heads, co-ex and dreadlocks
lawyers, teachers, doctors buy my stock
So many call on me for what I got
So many try to compete to take my spot
Caked out, how many dimes dropped?
How many times I lost one of my plots?
The competiton was to knock me out
The D.E.A. want to lock me out
Broke in my home tryin’ to sock me out
But the true blue stoners never locked me out
I’m easy to find, call me whenever
You need some green and I’ll make you feel better
I’m the lead man, you read man, you need man
Call me and inhale – "The Weed Man"

(Inhale, exhale), Weed Man, Weed Man
(Inhale, exhale), Weed Man, Weed Man
(Inhale, exhale), Weed Man, Weed Man
(Inhale, exhale), gettin’ me HIGH!!

I’m the most well-loved, bringin’ the bud
Stickin’ the club up, everybody ridin’ my nuts
What? You say you want credit? You must be high
There’s no free rides on my supply
Unless you’re one of my friends you need no ends
just sit back and wait for the joint to begin
But if you know someone in need of this weed leaf
You can take my number down and beep me
I’ll hook you up if you look me up
Just don’t give my number to a rookie huh!
Then I’ll cut you off and brush you off
Never trust you and won’t discuss your loss
I’m the lead man, you read man, you need man
Call me and inhale – "The Weed Man"

(Inhale, exhale), Weed Man, Weed Man
(Inhale, exhale), Weed Man, Weed Man
(Inhale, exhale), Weed Man, Weed Man
(Inhale, exhale), gettin’ me HIGH!!
(Inhale, exhale), Weed Man, Weed Man
(Inhale, exhale), Weed Man, Weed Man
(Inhale, exhale), Weed Man, Weed Man
(Inhale, exhale), gettin’ me HIGH!!

There it is motherfuckers, you run out of weed
Call somebody like me and I’ll hook you up
No stems, no seeds and things that you don’t need
That’s right! I’m the Weed Man
Don’t trip I got gush, for a high price hoe…

Artist: Cypress Hill
Album: Rare Connection Bootleg
Release Date: 2002