Artist : DEUCE
Album : Nine Lives

[Deuce:]
Hello?

[Record Label:]
Yes, hello, Aron, Deuce, yo you there?

[Deuce:]
Hey yeah! What's up!

[Record Label:]
So a little birdie tells me you're working on a new record, is that true?

[Deuce:]
B-Birdy, yeah that's

[Record Label:]
WTF are you thinking!?

Help Me... [plays fades in, in the background]

[Deuce:]
Uhhhhh...I'm very busy I'm doin' shit you know?

[Record Label:]
WTF is goin' on through your brain? We're big, we're a fucking major label! You ain't gonna be startin' your own band!

[Arguing]

[Record Label:]
I'm gonna trash that record! No radio! You ain't not comin' out without my permission! Imma burry you boy, Imma burry you!

[Chorus:]
Help me I ain't got no brains,
Help me I can't feel no pain,
Help me I can't stand the rain,
Help me before I drift away!

Help me I ain't got no brains,
Help me I can't feel no pain,
Help me I can't stand the rain,
Help me before I drift away!

[Verse 1:]
I'm the George Bush of this rap shit,
You can tell Randy Jackson to kiss my black ass,
I'm the white Obama bitch,
You could judge this when I flip middle finger up a little while I quit,
I'm sick of these people tryin' to tell me what I got,
These thousand drums make you want a little click,
Put 'em around in there, make 'em drown in with,
These other rap stars are like clowns it's sick,
Like Monica Lewinsky when She's sucking on a 6 inch toothpick bitch,
Just got her boobs in so she can do it do it
Make a new clit. While these kids are downloading and he sounds profound,
Yeah I ain't going down with my hand on my dick,
While the next world trade center blows up quick,
Hold up I think you need another doughnut Mr. officer,
Everybody go nuts!

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
Look what I've become,
This place I've begun,
Started as The One and still don't give a fuck,
These bitches gettin' love,
No more Grenade a' Dove,
You 30 rappers *blech*,
You still ain't gotta buzz,
You can dream, you can dream but you gonna suck,
I got the voice and the lips baby turn it up,
I don't need MTV when I sell this much,
I'd rather be on Carson Daily than Oprah, son,
I am better than that,
I'm a veteran, kid,
Get these kids offa medicine bitch,
Who's better than him,
I'mma ruin that bitch,
I'mma tell you once now I'mma tell you again,
At least fight back, pussy,
Give me a challenge,
I'm the BOSS motherfucker you don't want no static,
B-O-S-S, Deuce is back bitch,
Yo Truth (what's up),
Pass the automatic!

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
Yeah!
These labels want to put me away for good,
They wanna keep me in the hood,
But I keep swinging right back like you know I should,
Making history in the books,
You suck,
There's no buts,
The whole music industry can lick my nuts,
Motherfucker I ain't got no love for some fake ass wannabe Donald Trump!

[Outro]

[Record Label:]
Deuce can suck my fucking contract! You do what I say, I ain't making you famous! You're not fucking bitches without my permission!

[Chorus x2]

[Deuce:]
Uh huh, uh huh!
Yeah I ain't even gotta fucking try!
You know why?
Cause I sound good Whenever I talk, whenever I spit, whenever I sing, bitch.
I'm the white Obama bitch!

Hey Yuma, let's get the fuck outta here!

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Artist : DEUCE
Album : Nine Lives
(feat. Travie McCoy)

[Deuce:]
I thought I told ya, I came to party.

[Deuce:]
Hey bar tender, can I get a cup?
Tonight's my night and I'm gettin' fucked up.
I hope I still got the charm, got the luck,
'cause all these bitches and ho's look like so much fun.

[Travie McCoy:]
And I just stepped in the club,
feelin' my self like a braille book,
double-fistin' two pitchers of pale ale,
both stale as fuck.
And all these busted females
lined up at the bathroom,
in and out,
we know what they doin'.

[Chorus - Deuce:]
I came to party, I came to party.
Hands up girl give me that body.
I can tell you want somethin' from me,
'cause everything you think girl I can see.
I came to party, I came to party.
Hands up girl give me that body.
I'm a make you mine before I leave,
'Cause every little thing you do to me,
got me goin' crazy.

[Deuce:]
I thought I told ya, I came to party.

[Deuce:]
Let's have a party girl,
you can bring your friends tonight,
after the club
we can play all the games you like.
Yeah the stakes are high,
but if your cards right,
you'll be wakin' up naked;
what happened last night?

[Travie McCoy:]
Too bad you're, just another notch in the bedpost,
tryin' a get close and cuddly.
My girl stays in Brooklyn,
you just my west-coast fuck buddy.
Get that through your skull girl,
I'm here for one night,
and please quit fuckin' up my buzz 'cause

[Chorus - Deuce]

[Deuce:]
I thought I told ya. I came to party
Ya I came, I came, to party

[Truth:]
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sippin' on some bomb shit.
Tick, tick, tick, tick, its about that time bitch.
Sip, sip, sip, sip, we party hard and never quit,
west coast, east coast, yeah you lovin' it.
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sippin' on some bomb shit.
Tick, tick, tick, tick, its about that time bitch.
Sip, sip, sip, sip, we party hard and never quit,
Deuce, Truth, Travie, yeah you lovin' it.

[Deuce:] Yeah you L L L L lovin' it.

[Chorus - Deuce]

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Artist : DEUCE
Album : Nine Lives
(feat. Ronnie Radke and Truth)

Nobody likes me
No one likes me
But I don't like them
Uh huh, I don't, nu uh

Nobody likes me
No one likes me
Why? 'Cause I don't like them
Uh huh, I don't, nu uh

All this hate you gave me that turned me deranged
Now I'm burning in the flames
All the things you said, they've been stuck in my head
And now I'm at it again, an addict
Welcome to hell bitch
You can't do nothing about it

Out of my way faggot, you heard what I said damnit
I am an automatic ready to fire back at
All the fuckers laughing
Not gonna lie about it, I'm gonna wreck havoc
Everyone's dying
Don't matter

This is my chance
Maybe my last
And if I leave
There's no way back

This is your fate
When worlds collapse
I took my pain
Now give it back

I give it back, give it back
Only one of us will laugh last
Now give it back...
I give it back, give it back
Break this whole fucking world in half

Nobody likes me
No one likes me
But I don't like them
Uh huh, I don't, nu uh

Nobody likes me
No one likes me
Why? 'Cause I don't like them
Uh huh, I don't, nu uh

I used to have so many friends
I thought I could trust
But when it came to saving me
You let me self-destruct

Well I'm back now, I'm seeking out this vengeance
Not to mention that this black cloud, it sticks around
And visits my intuition, won't let me back down
And I swear to God, my heart is like a piston
Pumping rage into this engine, turn the keys to my ignition

Listen nobody likes me
Enlightening, it excites me
And I talk this shit with the lyrics I spit
And still nobody will fight me

Try walking a mile in my shoes
And get beat with your own Nikes
I'm a grimey motherfucker
With a mic' so call me Mickey

I got no patience lately
For these fucking faggots
Fecking making lies up
Wise up

And if you really think you can take me
Wake me up from this lazy battle
Rattle you with my crazy battle
Pay my dues back on the saddle
The lonely road that I slowly travel

This is my chance
Maybe my last
And if I leave
There's no way back

This is your fate
When worlds collapse
I took my pain
Now give it back

I give it back, give it back
Only one of us will laugh last
Now give it back...
I give it back, give it back
Break this whole fucking world in half
Break this world in half!

Nobody likes me
No one likes me
But I don't like them
Uh huh, I don't, nu uh

Nobody likes me
No one likes me
Why? 'Cause I don't like them
Uh huh, I don't, nu uh

You thought you figured it out
You thought you figured it out
Uh huh, you thought you figured it out
You thought you... figured me out!

You'll never figure me out!
You can't figure me out!
Shut the fuck up!
I'll burn you fuckers down!

I know you're proud
I held my ground
Time's running out

You hear the crowd
They know you're down
Time's running out

Nobody likes me
No one likes me
But I don't like them
Uh huh, I don't, nu uh

Nobody likes me
No one likes me
Why? 'Cause I don't like them
Uh huh, I don't, nu uh

Now it's much too late
To say you're sorry
Don't care what you think
Uh huh, I don't, nu uh

Now it's much too late
To say you're sorry
Don't care what you think
Uh huh, I don't, nu uh

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Artist : DEUCE
Album : Nine Lives

You want my life,
you wanna take away whats mine,
but I got my rights
and I'll keep singing 'till the sun don't rise.

It's like a game for me to watch you suffer in pain,
it's my favorite thing, and I'm a do this shit 'till your slain.
You can go and ask God, even he wants you dead.
I'll put your name to shame everytime that my pen hits the paper.
Mister, "Mr. I'm the new Jonathan Davis",
who tries to rap but can't even sing,
the only time he sounds good is when he's spreading his rumors,
or filling up his beer gut with the last of his Coors.
Crap, I ain't done yet, and don't you ever compare me to you,
I'm the next Trent, your that dude workin' Pro Tools at noon
and now your chockin' 'cause your career is over for you.
I fuckin' smoked you, both you.
Don't you got something betta' to do, than tell each other who's cuter?
"Mr. Cool Dude", oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that your mom's a loose bitch,
and her two kids can suck my dick, you know who this is.

[Chorus:]
As I walk alone, I still sing for tomorrow.
Don't you forget that when I meet you there won't be no sorrow.
These streets are cold but this lonely road I follow.
I'm not scared cause I know coming home tomorrow.

Dr. Drew says he don't like me. If he's got a problem with my penis he can fight me.
Motherfuckers think 'cause I'm on the radio they can buy me and put this asshole right beside me.
You think I'm a sit here lying? Fuck that, I ain't gonna let no psychooooo punk back.
In my city, nine milli' milli' sing it with me, I got the Truth in the Spirit, you can try and hit me.
Theres a certain magic when I spit, and only few can match it 'cause I'm right above the ceiling,
its a normal habit, thats why these people say I kill it, thank God he made a magnet to take apart these feelings.
So when you meet me, just say "Hi, how you doin'?" I don't need that other crap like "Wow, I knew how you grew up"
or you can take the other route and just say "Wow, how you blew up", but behind my back your saying "how the fuck did he do it?"

[Chorus]

Yeah some may view me as the villain, portray me like a felon,
so my musics like a weapon, my mind is like my senses,
I know when they pretend shit, actin' like its friendship,
kiss my fuckin' necklace. Ask Joel he's my mother fuckin' witness,
and every single line I spit, I spit like I'm Tupac and shit.
Heheh, Yeah I'm still rockin' it, still walkin' it, and they ask Deuce "why you still takin' it?"

[Chorus]

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Artist : DEUCE
Album : Nine Lives
(feat. Truth, Gadget and Veze Skante)

Those fools are never gonna rap again
yeah, we go push all you motherfuckers back
it ain't over till its over man
revenge its like a motherfucker, ain't it ?

[Deuce:]
Love me, Or Hate me, but I ain't stoppin till I´m on top
I´m screamin´ "FUCK THE WORLD" like 2pac
Say my name and you might get shot
Its NineLives muthafucka till I drop

When the guns go off they pop
We leave your body outlined in chalk
If you talk you better learn to walk the walk
Cause its NineLives muthafucka till I drop

[Skante:]
They call me Skante Bigante
Ok I'm reloadin´
Stick let the drum spray
Damn that flake got me loaded
Catch a standin´ovay
Clap until your up and open
Daddy bring the heat out
Someone leave the oven open?
Bitch who you kiddin´
We be hotter than a sun blaze
So fucking fly I don't need a run way
Blunts full of rush
I be stamin till my longs gave
Gotta, Gotta get paid
Now fuck someday
Blocks of the chalk
And a spoon full of H AYE
Stay with more choppers
That the muthafuckin has
Truth call up Deuce like dude what it do
Looks pops for the loot
Ain't no tellin what I will do
I'm cock aim and shoot
HU I SEE YOU
No icu in the world that save you
I be all about the paper
Baggin up the yaper
On my barbershop shit
Give tha brick a taper

Love me, Or Hate me, but I ain't stoppin till i´m on top
I´m screamin´ "FUCK THE WORLD" like 2pac
Say my name and you might get shot
Its NineLives muthafucka till I drop

When the guns go off they pop
We leave your body outlined in chalk
If you talk you better learn to walk the walk
Cause its NineLives muthafucka till I drop

[Gadget:]
You can Love me, or Hate me,
I don't give a fuck
What you tryin´to date me?
Either way either you on my nuts
But, whateva you thinkin wont stop this supa star
This world is mine to rape
Fuck it like stupid groupie boards
Use a magnum extra-large
But I´d ooh rather do it raw
These pussy rappin faggots sissy bastards, realy turn me on
And I'm gonna stick it on them
Man my dick is gettin hard
Fuck em all
And i´m a prove it while I do it like its my job

If it is I stick my dick up in this bizz
I get it off
While I´m ticklin the clitoris by stickin it in soft
Just to trick em like I´m fickle
And its possible I´m fluff
But my dick is quick, to switch the brick
And give it to em rough
I´m a sick and twisted son of a bitch,
No disrespect to mom
But she gave birth to a kid way worse than dahmer, Bin Laden
Or Saddam
Persistent I'm a sadistic killer
Ready to uni-bomb
Gadget , if faggots want static
Tell they asses bring it on

Love me, Or Hate me, but I ain't stoppin till i´m on top
I´m screamin´ "FUCK THE WORLD" like 2pac
Say my name and you might get shot
Its NineLives muthafucka till I drop

When the guns go off they pop
We leave your body outlined in chalk
If you talk you better learn to walk the walk
Cause its NineLives muthafucka till I drop

[Deuce:]
I spew hate, in every direction I spit
I´m tearin it down, everything you built
I already found niche, snitches
Ain't never gonna stop me, this is it
I can hear my voice bitch
Everyones know I'm on fire, shit
Its the reason why these white kids buy this
There´s no more UNDEAD, Its NINELIVES
This punk-ass better go home or retire, with his mama
Cause its already too late to stop what I did
It hurts when I rip this mic´ up, slap you upside
And call you my bitch, if you can´t play the game fucker
Better stand outside it

You ain´t never gonna have no fame again
Both you and your boyfriend in bed
Look at these faggots
How I beat them with just a touch of a pen
I could a smacked you hard,
But I tapped you bitch
And wrote this song instead
Like I said in story of a snitch
We are not best friends
I almost flew over the cuckoo´s nest
I had to get shit off of my chest
You tried to push my ass
Off the edge ,
But I got NINELIVES homie
I ain't dead

Love me, Or Hate me, but I ain't stoppin till i´m on top
I´m screamin´ "FUCK THE WORLD" like 2pac
Say my name and you might get shot
Its NineLives muthafucka till I drop

When the guns go off they pop
We leave your body outlined in chalk
If you talk you better learn to walk the walk
Cause its NineLives muthafucka till I drop

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Artist : DION
Album : A New Day Has Come

Thought I could define it,
One look in your eyes when it proved me wrong,
I find myself speechless,
This feeling of completeness is so strong,
And I was convinced that my heart had reached it's limit,
Until you created this new place in it,

Your touch wraps around me,
In love that knows no boundaries,
Now, there's nothing I wouldn't do for you,
You're the answer I've been needing,
Life has a whole new meaning, now,
All because of you,

Everything is different,
There's no frame of a reference for the way I feel,
But to look at your face,
I am still amazed, I can't believe you're real,
I can lie here forever just watching you sleep,
Hanging on every breath that you breathe,

Your touch wraps around me,
In love that knows no boundaries,
Now, there's nothing I wouldn't do for you,
You're the answer I've been needing,
Life has a whole new meaning, now,
All because of you,

Your touch wraps around me,
In love that knows no boundaries,
Now, there's nothing I wouldn't do for you,
You're the answer I've been needing,
Life has a whole new meaning, now,
all because of you,

In love that knows no boundaries,
Now, there's nothing I wouldn't do for you,
You're the answer I've been needing,
Life has a whole new meaning, now,
All because of you,

Your touch wraps around me,
In love that knows no boundaries,
Now, there's nothing I wouldn't do for you,
You're the answer I've been needing,
Life has a whole new meaning, now, all because of you,
All because of you...

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Artist : JACK WHITE
Album : Blunderbuss

I was in the shower so I could not tell my nose was bleeding
Dripped down my body to the floor right below my feet and
I looked in the mirror at my face, I thought I had a disease

And there's a woman with her fingers in my ice box
She flipped around and cold out asked me if I'm okay
She put the ice up on my tongue and then it melted away
Alright

[?]
Speak easy, make her mine if she's bored, yeah
There's a [?] ceiling that is out of my reach

I woke up and my hands were gone, yeah
I looked down and my legs were long gone
I fell forward with my shoulder, but there's nobody there

I thought she left a note, just the tag of the pillow there
And then I noticed that the rag next to my ear
The clock was ringing, but there wasn't nothing that I could hear

[Break:]
Alright
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Sometimes someone controls everything about you
And when they tell you that they just can't live without you
They ain't lyin', they'll take pieces of you
And they'll stand above you and walk away
That's right and take a part of you with them

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Artist : JACK WHITE
Album : Blunderbuss

(Yeah)
Cut off the bottoms of my feet
Make me walk on salt
Take me down to the police
Charge me with assault
A smile on her face
She does what she wants to me

That's right and
She don't care what kind of wounds she's inflicted on me
She don't care what color bruises that she's leavin' on me
'Cuz she's got freedom in the 21st century
(Alright)

(Listen)
Two black gadgets in her hands
All she thinks about
No responsibility no guilt or morals
Cloud of judgement
Smile on her face
She does what she damn well please

(Right)
And she don't care about the things people used to do
She don't care that what she does has an effect on you
She's got freedom in the 21st century

Cut off the bottoms of my feet (Cut off the bottoms of my feet)
Make me walk on salt (Make me walk on salt)
Take me down to the police (Take me down to the police)

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Artist : JACK WHITE
Album : Blunderbuss

Hat and my dream, my head's up and on that broad avenue
We crossed the road and never spoke to another as we flew
We left your man alone and drag, nothin' there at us
A romantic bust, a blundered son, an explosive blunderbuss

An ancient grand old [?], red and ivory
When your man would turn his head, I'd see you look at me
Pool of brown and see of red demons in your pocket
That sang romance and formed a dance inside your silver locket

[Hook:]
Da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da

Corner exit, not tall enough to walk out standin' straight
Designed by men so ladies would have to lean back in their gate
You grabbed my arm and left with me mature and not allowed to
You took me to a public place to quietly blend into
Such a trick pretending not to be doin' what you want to do
But seems like everybody does this every waking moment

I laid you down and touched you like the two of us both needed
Safe to say that others might not approve of this and pleaded
So selfish then would be their cry and who'd be brave to argue
Doin' what you people need is never on the menu

[Hook]

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Artist : JACK WHITE
Album : Blunderbuss

My temper got the best of me
And when I said that I mean A know every single thing that I said was true
And I know that you're mad at me
But if you're thinking like I, I think you'll see that you're mad at you too

And I know the feeling's strong
Strong enough to forget about all that I've been through
And it sounds obscene, but
Loud words never bothered me like they do to you

You're the boy that talks but says nothin'
A big game to the ones that you think will believe you
But you don't know how to read
The look on my face when it says, yeah I've read that book too
And who the hell's impressed by you?
I want a name for people that I know who are fallin' for this
You would sell your own mother out
And then betray your dead brother with another hypocritical kiss

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