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Take em up, take em up, bring em up dead

Shot em up, shot em up, shot a balled head

One gun, two gun, three gun, FOURRRRRRRR

Your mine is all about crime.....ONYX......ONYX

It's time to ge live, live, live, like a wire

said I hold quire like a wire

Rolled up on the grill shotspilled, you try to diss me

you get disspeled, Ha ,ha, ha and we do it like this and that

becasue bakaya can burn in hell for shit that I care

you readable ass, you dred, dred, if you can

stick up, traction, traction to reaction

These FUCKING NIGERS SHOULD OF MADE THE ALL MADEN

"Throw your guns in the air" " Pump up like you don't Care"

Just in the nick of time I commit the perfect crime

Take a rhyme from my head put right in to ryhme

I don't feel pain becasue sole of mine, is whats mine is yours and yours is mine

Throw your guns in the air

wave them up like you just don'y care

Ohhhhhhhh

heads up becasue I'm dropping some shit on your nine nine ONXY teck nine 4 bla bla bla keep your eyes open in the fight I'm going swell them

more bla bla bla I'm kicking all that shit to the door mat, BLOODSTAINS and some more bla bla bla yo yo yo bling bling Crayz cliffs, I sink ships like a priate

Word, I always new my guys was smoking BLA BLA BLA BLING BLING SUP SUP, who's your daddy bla bla.

I used to love that song in 7th grade.

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Blind - Korn

Got The Life - Korn

Enter Sandman - Metallica

Killing in the Name - Rage Against The Machine

Anemia - Tool

Forty-six and 2 - Tool

Worlds Collide - Powerman 5000

Toxicity - Sysytem of a Down

Control - Puddle of Mudd

More Human Than Human - Rob Zombie(off of Super Sexy Swing Sounds)

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Originally posted by SPYGIRL2

Blind - Korn

Got The Life - Korn

Enter Sandman - Metallica

Killing in the Name - Rage Against The Machine

Anemia - Tool

Forty-six and 2 - Tool

Worlds Collide - Powerman 5000

Toxicity - Sysytem of a Down

Control - Puddle of Mudd

More Human Than Human - Rob Zombie(off of Super Sexy Swing Sounds)

ha ha...i said puddle of mud: Control too!! Same mind...it's weird :D

Metallica : Enter Sandman!!!! good choice...i pick that one also!

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Originally posted by dondiezel26

Originally posted by rdntheshortbus

Funny you say that....

I was in testing last week, finally without the straight jacket..

They put me in a padded room full of fluffy white bunny wabbits and blaired the Sesame Street song....

I blacked out just as the song kicked on...

But when we watched the tapes, on the second verse, just as they completed "Can ya tell me how to get...."

I began foaming at the mouth and went into a frenzy... drop kicking random bunnies... biting heads off the slow ones... and the last standing wabbit took a soopa fly snooka to the head...

Yo riggs......about 2 years ago we went to bunkas for rods birthday and they were giving out big blown up bunny rabbits for easter....one of our friends girlfriends was so happy she got one until hurricane Roddigga came by.....grabbed the bunny from her.....and bit the fuckin ear off.....as it deflated in front of her and she began to cry!!!!! :laugh: ......true story bro

HA HA HA HA, THAT WAS FUKEN A GREAT STORY BRO...........YO RIGGS IT WAS FUKEN HILARIOUS, THEY WERE HANDING OUT THESE HUGE BUNNY RABBITS FOR EASTER, AND ALL THE GIRLS WE WERE WITH FROM SCHOOL GOT ONE...............I RAN OVER TO ONE OF THE DEFENCLESS CHICADEES AS SHE STROKED HER RABBIT SOOOO HAPPILY AND I BIT IT RIGHT IN THE NECK, I LAUGHED AS IT WITHERED IT HER HAND AND TURNED AROUND AND BIT ANOTHER RABBIT IN THE NECK!!!! THE OWNER WAS NOT TO HAPPY W/ ME AND KICKED ME OUT AS I SCREAMED "O'DOYLE RULES"

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Originally posted by tempkid

"Victory" Biggie and Puffy

Oh yeah!!!! That song is the fahizzznet!!!!

Awesome choice!

Yo, the sun don't shine forever

(BIG: You can turn the track up a little bit for me)

But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together

(BIG: All up in my ears)

Better now than never, business before pleasure

(BIG: The mic is loud, but the beats isn't loud)

P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?

Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight

(BIG: YEAH!)

So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right

Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin

(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the mics up)

Our music keeps you movin, what are you provin?

(BIG: Turn that shit all the way up, yeah)

You know that I'm two levels above you baby

(BIG: Music's gettin louder)

Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby

(BIG: This shit is hot!)

Talkin crazy ain't gonna get you nuthin but choked

(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

And that jealousy is only gonna leave you broke

So the only thing left now is God for these cats

And BIG you know you too hard for these cats

I'm a wing cause I'm too smart for these cats

While they makin up facts (uhh) you rakin up plats

Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.

In a Commision, you ask for permission to hit em

He don't like me, him and wild wifey was wit em

You heard of us, the murderous, most shady

Been on the low lately, the feds hate me

The sun is ... (blurred) ... they say my killin's too blatant

You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin

Duct tapin, your fam destiny

lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist

Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal

Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal

Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars

And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes

Excellence is my presence, never tense

Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick

Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike

Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Ja make a ass outta yourself, by assumin

(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the mics up)

Our music keeps you movin, what are you provin?

(BIG: Turn that shit all the way up, yeah)

You know that I'm two levels above you baby

(BIG: Music's gettin louder)

Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby

(BIG: This shit is hot!)

Talkin crazy ain't gonna get you nuthin but choked

(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

And that jealousy is only gonna leave you broke

So the only thing left now is God for these cats

And BIG you know you too hard for these cats

I'm a wing cause I'm too smart for these cats

While they makin up facts (uhh) you rakin up plats

Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.

In a Commision, you ask for permission to hit em

He don't like me, him and wild wifey was wit em

You heard of us, the murderous, most shady

Been on the low lately, the feds hate me

The sun is ... (blurred) ... they say my killin's too blatant

You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin

Duct tapin, your fam destiny

lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist

Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal

Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal

Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars

And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes

Excellence is my presence, never tense

Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick

Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike

Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson

action, pack guns, ridiculous

And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch

Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch

Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso

Now you call me Castro, my rap flows

militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit

Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes

You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone

Hold hands and say it like me

The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic

Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic

Parked in quick to spark kids who start shit

See me, only me

The Underboss of this holocaust

Truly yours, Frank White

Chorus: Busta Rhymes

We got the real live shit from front to back

To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?

Where my niggaz is at? (2X)

Where the fuck my bitches at?

Where my bitches is at?

(repeat all 2X)

Verse Three: Puff Daddy

Put your money on the table and get your math on

Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on

See you later Dog, I'ma get my stash on

There's a bed full of money that I get my ass on

I never lose the passion to go platinum

Said I'd live it up til all the cash gone

Ain't that funny, only use plastic, craft it

to make classics, hotter than acid

P-D, rollin on your tape or CD

The girl-boy killa, no team illa

The Fam-o, ammo, is every channel

We been hot for a long time burnin like a candle

What you can do is check yckson

action, pack guns, ridiculous

And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch

Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch

Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso

Now you call me Castro, my rap flows

militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit

Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes

You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone

Hold hands and say it like me

The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic

Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic

Parked in quick to spark kids who start shit

See me, only me

The Underboss of this holocaust

Truly yours, Frank White

Chorus: Busta Rhymes

We got the real live shit from front to back

To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?

Where my niggaz is at? (2X)

Where the fuck my bitches at?

Where my bitches is at?

(repeat all 2X)

Verse Three: Puff Daddy

Put your money on the table and get your math on

Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on

See you later Dog, I'ma get my stash on

There's a bed full of money that I get my ass on

I never lose the passion to go platinum

Said I'd live it up til all the cash gone

Ain't that funny, only use plastic, craft it

to make classics, hotter than acid

P-D, rollin on your tape or CD

The girl-boy killa, no team illa

The Fam-o, ammo, is every channel

We been hot for a long time burnin like a candle

What you can do is check your distribution

My songs bump in Houston like Scarface produced em

You ain't gotta like me, you just mad

Cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be

Verse Four: Notorious B.I.G.

We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and flashlights

The heaers in the two-seaters, with two midas

Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us

P-Diddy run the city, show no pity

I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'

Matty broke the neck of your coke connect

No respect squeeze off til all y'all diminish

Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish

Venice took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe

Break bread, with the kids, Peniro, sheek loops

Black Rob joined the mob, it ain't no replacin him

Niggaz step up, we just macin them

placin them in funerals, criminals turned aroused

The Brick City, nobody come off like P-Diddy

Business rise, I play men

Hide money on the Island Cayman, y'all just betray men

You screamin, I position, competition

Nother day in the life of the Comission

Chorus 2X w/ Puff talking

Aiyyo, can you hear me out

there?

Aiyyo turn me up, nobody

can hear me out there

That's good, it's all fucked

up now

Y'all know it's all fucked

up now right?

What the fuck y'all gonna

do now?

What I'ma do now?

Can y'all hear me out there?

Can y'all hear me out there?

(?) Fuck y'all niggaz wanna do

It's all fuckedour distribution

My songs bump in Houston like Scarface produced em

You ain't gotta like me, you just mad

Cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be

Verse Four: Notorious B.I.G.

We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and flashlights

The heaers in the two-seaters, with two midas

Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us

P-Diddy run the city, show no pity

I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'

Matty broke the neck of your coke connect

No respect squeeze off til all y'all diminish

Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish

Venice took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe

Break bread, with the kids, Peniro, sheek loops

Black Rob joined the mob, it ain't no replacin him

Niggaz step up, we just macin them

placin them in funerals, criminals turned aroused

The Brick City, nobody come off like P-Diddy

Business rise, I play men

Hide money on the Island Cayman, y'all just betray men

You screamin, I position, competition

Nother day in the life of the Comission

Chorus 2X w/ Puff talking

Aiyyo, can you hear me out

there?

Aiyyo turn me up, nobody

can hear me out there

That's good, it's all fucked

up now

Y'all know it's all fucked

up now right?

What the fuck y'all gonna

do now?

What I'ma do now?

Can y'all hear me out there?

Can y'all hear me out there?

(?) Fuck y'all niggaz wanna do

It's all fucked up now

What I'ma do now, huh?

What I'ma do now

It's all fucked up now

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Originally posted by thehype

this thread wsan't called poast your fav agression lyrics, it was post your favorite agression song.

Punk and Belligerant - Warrior Soul

River Runs Red - life of agony

ANything off the 1st BODYCOUNT album esp THERE GOES THE NEIGHBORHOOD

slowly remove stick from ass......ok now continue :D

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Any track on Ensign's- Direction of Things To Come

Downset- rape

Youth of Today- Break down the Walls

Ten Yard Fight- Hardcore Pride

Any Bush song (but for totally different reasons) Basically cause I wanna rip the heads off the band, so that gets me fired up

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