Favorite verse in a song

[cherylsteele]

The devil bowed his head, 'cause he knew that he'd been beat,
And he laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet
Johnny said, "Devil just come on back if you ever want to try again,
"I done told you once you son of a
I'm the best there's ever been!"

[cherylsteele]

As requested
The Charlie Daniels Band

The devil went down to Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal
He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind and he was willin' to make a deal.
When he came across this young man sawing on a fiddle and playing it hot
And the devil jumped up on a hickory stump and said, "Boy let me tell ya what.
"I guess you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player, too
"And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you.
"Now you play pretty good fiddle boy, but give the devil his due,
I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul 'cause I think I'm better than you."

The boy said, "My names Johnny, and it might be a sin,
"But I'll take your bet - your gonna regret
'cause i'm the best that's ever been!"

Johnny rosin up your bow an' play your fiddle hard
'Cause 's broke loose in Georgia an' the devil deals the cards.
And if you win you'll get this shiney fiddle made of gold,
but if you lose the devil gets your soul!

The devil opened up his case, and he said "I'll start this show,"
And fire flew from his finger tips as he rosined up his bow.
And he pulled the bow across the strings and it made an evil hiss,
Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded somthing like this:

[music]

When the devil finished Johnny said,
"Well, you're pretty good ol' son,
"But set right in that chair right there
and let me show you how it's done!"

(chorus)

Fire On The Mountain,
Run Boys Run!
Devil's in the House of the Rising Sun,
The Chicken in the Bread Pan Peckin' Out Dough,
Granny Does Your Dog Bite, No Child, No!

The devil bowed his head, 'cause he knew that he'd been beat,
And he laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet
Johnny said, "Devil just come on back if you ever want to try again,
"I done told you once you son of a
I'm the best there's ever been!

And he played

Fire On The Mountain, Run Boys Run!
Devil's in the House of the Rising Sun, The
Chicken in the Bread Pan Picken Out Dough,
Granny Will Your Dog Bite, No Child, No!

[ObiwanGinobili]

A child arrived just the other day,
He came to the world in the usual way.
But there were planes to catch, and bills to pay.
He learned to walk while I was away.
And he was talking 'fore I knew it, and as he grew,
He'd say, "I'm gonna be like you, dad.
You know I'm gonna be like you."

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then."

My son turned ten just the other day.
He said, "Thanks for the ball, dad, come on let's play.
Can you teach me to throw?" I said, "Not today,
I got a lot to do." He said, "That's ok."
And he walked away, but his smile, lemme tell you,
Said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah.
You know I'm gonna be like him."

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then."

Well, he came from college just the other day,
So much like a man I just had to say,
"Son, I'm proud of you. Can you sit for a while?"
He shook his head, and he said with a smile,
"What I'd really like, dad, is to borrow the car keys.
See you later. Can I have them please?"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, son?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then, dad.
You know we'll have a good time then."

Now I've long since retired and my son's moved away.
I called him up just the other day.
I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind."
He said, "I'd love to, dad, if I could find the time.
You see, my new job's a hassle, and the kid's got the flu,
But it's sure nice talking to you, dad.
It's been sure nice talking to you."
And as I hung up the phone, it occurred to me,
He'd grown up just like me.
My boy was just like me.

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, son?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then, dad.
You know we'll have a good time then."

[TheSanityAnnex]

The only commendable "country" song was Charlie Daniels.

[TheSanityAnnex]

Jurassic Five- Quality Control



You got beef now watch how I settle it
I'll around and arrest your whole development
I'm eloquent
When it comes to digital display
I'm ready for the world while you earl off the Tanqueray
Tactics, my s Jurassic 5
Fingers of death while you exhale and inhale
With a deep breath with my Chop-Sui style
Cause I'm a lyrical chef
I gets mines to the death
Cause I be cookin
From here to Brooklyn
Your s annoying like fat-ass Bookman
On Good Times
When I rhyme
I hit the designated area
I hope you got your shots cause this is lyrical malaria
Spreading, beheading fools with the punishment
I live in America but this government
A hundred and fifty times over silk with lead
While y'all drink the similack
My rhymes are breast-fed
No artificial nipples
I flip the real skills
I thought I told you once
I kick the lyrical windmills
And backspin Benedict
Strictly for my benefit
I step on toes when I flow don't get offended
Come and get with it
Comprehended when I kick it
I represent the real
From the beginning to the end of it

[cherylsteele]

The only commendable "country" song was Charlie Daniels.

I have heard some describe as "redneck rap". It has been covered by rap artists in the past....KMC Kru as "The Devil Came Up to Michigan" was released in 1991.

For those who are interested, here's the You-tube link:

Iit you-tube...charlie daniels
It is from The Midnight Special show...it is the best live version I have seen.

[leemajors]

Do you ever see that stuff that be
when it get cold that is that you can't see?
See that happens sometimes.
Yep, black ice.

Verse 1:

Now you know and I know I done bumped every hole in the wall
did catch that phone call most of y'all did admit
thought it was tall, Gipp flipped like a dip
slipped fell on some black ice
did you think twice, homeslice come in he went
satisfied got bars can't
meetin' coast to coast yeah ( ? ) man do-si-dos
too many coming close coz

Chorus:
Touched what I never touched before, seen what I never seen before
woke up and seen the sun sky high, sky high

Verse 2:

Circulate like a Sunday paper
capers caught tony tone with cheap flicks
good pick pay hard watch the hard turn sideways
pick the tale for real sale for the who lose cash
flesh keep your life for now
feeling good and warm with the rug tight
thirty five degrees nippy tonight, don't forget the chapstick
lips dry quick when the jack out make you wanna cut out
take the slack out some people black out
hibernating to a cave blackout

Chorus x2

Verse 3:

I been in it for the past few days
tighter than fades I know my plays now can I rap? can I adapt?
now really sure yeah who's that looking over the shoulders
of those writing dreams
feening for the taste of menthol missed class stayed in the hall
looking for a squeeze play better yet a holiday
stayed away from the pyramid board game
broke it down to a neighborhood slang, cash before fame

sky high (x 10)

Verse 4: Big Boi

now who done stepped in? the the b-i-g the secret weapon boy
slicker that black ice throwing them flows like rice at weddings
so quick flexing, you speaking sum' that's refreshing to the earlobes
pay for the room and still be in pimp mode
like icebergs, chryslers and buicks
some s ain't on their jobs so them suckers tend to lose it
abuse their priveliges now their whole village is shot to pieces
coz s been biting some stupid I mean at beaches
boy don't beat me if you ain't got no work
I'm strictly about these verses like the ones you hear at church boy
seach boy, talking about your dough and punk like lurch boy
every time I heard your rhyming like a ing jerk boy, simp, yeah!

Verse 5: Dre

Friends, Romans, countrymen lend me you eardrum
it was a beautiful day off in the neighborhood
Yellows and greens and blues and browns
and greys and hues that ooze beneath dilapidated wood
Ain't a thing could explain but what pertains
to cocaine it a thing that rain
See summer roll around s all about change
then they steady move them keys like bob james
Coz old man winter's arrived
the temperature dives
November just died
December's alive
thus it ain't no typical ride
just individual way to bring home the bacon when bacon was all gone
making it our own taking me all wrong
We've all indulged in the bulge of these no-nos
no you ain't solo, its cause lower levels you can go
take sun people put them in the snow

[leemajors]

well I live with snakes and lizards
and other things that go bump in the night
cos to me everyday is halloween
I have given up hiding and started to fight
I have started to fight

well any time, any place, anywhere that I go
all the people seem to stop and stare
they say 'why are you dressed like it's halloween?
you look so absurd, you look so obscene!'

o, why can't I live a life for me?
why should I take the abuse that's served?
why can't they see they're just like me
it's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world

well I let their teeny minds think
that they're dealing with someone who is over the brink
and I dress this way just to keep them at bay
cos halloween is everyday
it's everyday

o, why can't I live a life for me?
why should I take the abuse that's served?
why can't they see they're just like me
it's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world

o, why can't I live a life for me?
why should i take the abuse that's served?
why can't they see they're just like me
I'm not the one that's so absurd

why hide it?
why fight it?
hurt feelings
best to stop feeling hurt
from denials, reprisals
it's the same it's the same in the whole wide world

[resistanze]

Lyricals Swords

[GZA]
Formed in very a strong advanced post, east to west coast
Ahead of time, compe ion not even half close
Let's say, by no means, an equal value
Prematurely brought to play, I'll never allow you
To strike first, so precautions must be taken
And what's worst? When you're just fronting and faking
It's a shame when the sixteen bars are just a waste
And every line or word, is badly placed
Even dealing with the narrow window of time
My arrangements, are quick, shutting down your power lines
On a bunch of small puppets, with a wack ass team
That only move, at a push of a button that pull strings
Bad boys move in silence, secretly fading in
Unlike fake gangstas and ya wannabe made men
Acting like they carry the gun that killed Lincoln
Or they rolling with two hundred murderers from Kingston

[Ras Kass]
Our goal is to learn y'all z, about this new world order
But I'm still try'nna run up in the president's daughter
He the auditor, ain't let the NARC's see this barker
Stick to es walls like I'm Peter Parker
The Vida Guerra sidekick hacker
Five z licked, on the Internet jacked her
Dog, I'm not a rapper, I'm the black Dracula
Nosferatu, spitting darts at you, out of a black Acura
Homies is gat packers, rat packer
Fly , I'm the venomous stack attractor
Mack attacker, pimp slapper, the track cracker
Epitome of nice, after rainbow, press the laughter
And y'all z is the worst, like fat chicks with little s
If your names not YKK, then get off my
, I hang with the trillest, and that's why 5 percenters,
College kids and ex-felons feel us
I'm sick with the words, Waterproof and Liquid Swords
The world never heard this before, call me Mr. More
Cuz more money, more murder, and more spit to serve

[TheSanityAnnex]

Outkast- ATliens

Softly as if I played piano in the dark
Found a way to channel my anger not to embark
The world's a stage and everybody's got to play their part
God works in mysterious ways so when he starts
the job of speakin through us we be so sincere with this here
No drugs or alcohol so I can get the signal clear as day
Put my glock away I got a stronger weapon
that never runs out of ammunition so I'm ready for war okay

[leemajors]

Mainstream off ATLiens:

They swan divin'
fit they name be thrashing an album
go-kart rushin' to finish their album then you find them
lost, dog paddling, back stroking, what done happened?
be rhymin' catching the day when the recipe calls for black and
wrong ingredients,
maybe too much herbs and es,
maybe you got hungry for the wrong dish
southern greens and this entice them how them joke the same
so I'm gonna sing just like them to get where they at
I'll even break my by back to touch their rim if I gotta
My alta mater be that I follow
I bite whatever that's looking tasty, water it down then swallow
I hope you vomit, won't call no names cause that's not my job
it just applies to whom it may concern you know who you are
but if you don't you never will, you just receive the steel
but then it might get ugly cause trust me s do feel
the way that I felt when I wrote this, but we must stay in focus
we kings and queens up in this thing, get rid of all them jokers
face down, face down, face down

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]

I let you stay in my crib, now you know where I live
when you was hungry, fed you a hot meal, look at the hand you deal
me crudball business giving ######s inches so here, take a foot
luck only counts in rabbit's feet and horseshoes,
experience is sometimes the best teacher until we get our own plate
I hope you don't mind me eating off of yours,
process momma moping like jerry
meanwhile, fairies of the street tinkling pixie dust over greenery
never to obtain another level of con-science
only to test, to poke and see
why laying here, they scheme over one another mouth to feed
??? with a decision to make, now words shake your destiny
but a missle will take it all the way just as quick as you can say
I wish I never did what I did now face this bid
it was the company you kept, the many places you slept
when you shouldn't have, geeking like a rat, jumping like a trap
contributing to sin and your in the court showing paper thin
got you ######s where they want you again,
floating face down in the mainstream
thats why, thats why, thats why

[Chorus]

[Verse 4:]

Everybody's a player, rubbin them kangols on their head
thinking its all about your clothes, ###### its all about your self
the way you feel about your life, the times that you done shared with
your friends and family, up and down like hoes give head
to s oh, six, serving them in the mix, but ain't no mystery
you know the history about this clique
oh, what, you want me to call you ?
then why you ing all them ######s letting them all up in your guts
but see that AIDS I'm afraid that's why I play the quiet role
I lay in the cut, every month thinking I'll let that fire roll
like chimneys, and smoke signals, maybe peace pipes even
my partners call me Big Boi and my first name is not Steven
in the mainstream, home team banging them with these hits
in the mix flowing like some mother ing swordfish

[resistanze]

Keeping the Outkast theme going...Da Art of Storytellin' (Part 2)

[Andre Benjamin]
Yea yea yea yeah yah yo
Baby did you hear that yea baby I heard it too
Look out the window golly the sky is electric blue
Mamma Earth is dyin and cryin because of you
Rainin cats and jackles all shackles disintegrate, to residue
Silly mortals haven't a clue
as to what the is goin on
I'm on the telephone, dialin the Dungeon
" o?" This Dre, bring the MP and the SP
Meet me at the center of the earth and travel carefully
Baby grab the baby cause baby it ain't much time
Mamma Earth is tossin and turnin and that's our sign
Omega IFO's are landin in Decatur
Hope I'm not over your head but if so you will catch on later
Play the track, guess she could not take it anymo'
Rapin her heavenly body like a hoe, coochie so'
from z constantly in her never lovin her never showin
appreciation bustin nuts in her face when they done

[Big Boi]
The sky is fallin nobody ballin they done gave back they guns
for some tickets to the playoffs but the Hornets they won
we SLUM, kept all the guns, I gotta protect my family
I drove the biggest thing at the house
cause I knew they'd try to ram me, but I'm stabbing
Makin a path on expressways, the best way I know how
Up in the sky, East-West, no clouds
Him comin now, that money now, I ask my honey how
she feeling and is Jordan okay, yeah yeah she's chillin
We should be in the Dungeon shortly
Ain't nobody on they porch see
Approachin the final exit
I'm thinkin I see four horsies but I don't though
you WON'T know, until it's on ya
I put that on my dope boys from A-Town to California
All the weed smell like ammonia
but at the Dungeon I know they smokin
Writin the raps and doin the beats to make this last recording
abortion, I got in the booth to run the final portion
The beat was very dirty and the vocals had distor-TION *echoes*

[Fillmoe]

[Andre Benjamin]
Who said good folks is not supposed to die
The same { } that said { z} is not supposed to cry
United States giving out milk and cheese to pacify
I'm sure they got a cure for A.I.D.S. but yet it's classified
You wonder why I spit the truth and not to make no dough
To make a difference fo' this {mother er} up and blow
in pieces, I could think of many reasons
Only when { } is goin bad you want to holla Jesus
I pledge allegiance, they got my knuckles bleedin
From crawling , got these { z} thinkin they really ballin
when they isn't, don't take my word, there's { z} off in prison
that will tell you, that's locked up for long time and won't sell you
no flex, so congregation will turn you text,
To the book of OutKast, chapter two, verse one
The first one that feel me, jump up and make a joyful noise
You'se OutKasted; meanin, you now have a choice like that

[Fillmoe]

Verse Three: Scarface

Day by day it's more impossible to cope
I feel like I'm the one that's doing dope
Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous
Every Sunday mornin I'm in service
Prayin for forgiveness
And tryin to find an exit out the business
I know the Lord is lookin at me
But yet and still it's hard for me to feel happy
I often drift while I drive
Havin fatal thoughts of suicide
BANG and get it over with
And then I'm worry-free, but that's bull
I got a little boy to look after
And if I died then my child would be a bas
I had a woman down with me
But to me it seemed like she was down to get me
She helped me out in this
But to me she was just another
Now she's back with her mother
Now I'm realizing that I love her
Now I'm feelin lonely
My mind is playin tricks on me





[Bushwick Bill]
Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another ?)
nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)
laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)
Paul, and the rest of y'all!
I'm the little mother er with the big swangin
Nuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues
Geto Boys in this still bangin
And ain't changin (uh-uh) ain't changin
Don't like gots, hate politicians
Can't stand snitches, know the Feds listen
So I, send the whole world a you note
Schumaker's got a desk job, you hoe! (Aww nah!)

[leemajors]

[Andre Benjamin]
Who said good folks is not supposed to die
The same { } that said { z} is not supposed to cry
United States giving out milk and cheese to pacify
I'm sure they got a cure for A.I.D.S. but yet it's classified
You wonder why I spit the truth and not to make no dough
To make a difference fo' this {mother er} up and blow
in pieces, I could think of many reasons
Only when { } is goin bad you want to holla Jesus
I pledge allegiance, they got my knuckles bleedin
From crawling , got these { z} thinkin they really ballin
when they isn't, don't take my word, there's { z} off in prison
that will tell you, that's locked up for long time and won't sell you
no flex, so congregation will turn you text,
To the book of OutKast, chapter two, verse one
The first one that feel me, jump up and make a joyful noise
You'se OutKasted; meanin, you now have a choice like that

one of my fave things about art of storytelling part 2 is how in due time is sampled in it... Who said good folks is not supposed to die

[Fillmoe]

lee majors i got a mixtape you are gonna love by dj jamad and floyd the locsmif...... its called outskirst the unofficial outkast remixes..... if you dont already have it let me know ill upload it for you....

[TPMVP]

A couple:

And I went down to my old neighborhood
The faces have all changed, there's no one left to talk to
And the pool hall I loved as a kid is now a seven eleven
I went downtown to look for a job
I had no training, no experience to speak of
I looked at the holes in my jeans and turned and headed back

and....

Well, I'm goin' to a place where the tough guys go
and come out even tougher.
A place where a man don't show his feelings,
A place where a man don't cry.
Well they say I'm being punished
And they say I can be reformed
But some day I'll return.
Did they really think that
this time it would work.
You knew all along it wouldn't

[baseline bum]

Switch to southpaw,
split ya right jaw
cause I don't like y'all.
I'm hyper nightfall.
Smooth when I move like an army.
Bullet-proof down in case brothers try to harm me.
Puttin brothers to rest like Elliott Ness
Cause I don't like stress.
Streets ain't the place for innocent bystanders to stand.
Nothing's gonna stop the plan.
I'll chill like Pacino,
Kill like DeNiro,
Black Gambino, die like a hero.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NNBjKWV65Qc

[TheSanityAnnex]

Kardinall Offishall- Man By Choice

(very powerful song)




When the revolution comes I got a finger on the trigga
I was born a regular man of the Earth
With a curse to walk like a soldier since birth
My exterior is shaded in by my melanin
Stereotype of my type is a felon
My people cause static cause automatically now a days we fire automatics
Grammatically adequate my people come equipped
With enough lyrics to move battleships
Blood brother ever since the slave ships
It doesn't matter who I am when I walk by
They still see me as a whine I walk by
That's O.K. - this will play the role and come again and take back the Earth another day

[Trainwreck2100]

"I love you like a fat kid loves cake"

[Marklar MM]

Love your cat
Love this house
Well I can’t believe myself
That I'm lovin' getting out
Love talkin'
Love fightin'
The thought of never seeing your lovin’ face
Some words that some words just have to replace

Love you
Love this town
Yeah, I’m sick and lovin' tired of all your lovin' around
There’s only one four-letter word that’ll do
Love you

[Jimcs50]

This one by Bob Dylan,(Positively 4th Street) I think is the best lyric to describe an ex(wife, girlfriend, boyfriend, husband)who really ed you over. I always thought it to be one of the best lyrics in music, because it really puts his ex wife in her place.

And now I know you're dissatisfied
With your position and your place
Don't you understand
It's not my problem

I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you

Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You'd know what a drag it is
To see you


Dave Mathews' Crash has one of my favorite lyrics as well:

Oh and you come crash
into me, baby
And I come into you
Hike up your skirt a little more
and show the world to me
Hike up your skirt a little more
and show your world to me
In a boys dream... In a boys dream


Dire Straits-

Now it's past last call for alcohol
Past recall has been here and gone
The landlord finally paid us all
The satin jazzmen have put away their horns
And we're standing outside of this wonderland
Looking so bereaved and so bereft
Like a Bowery bum when he finally understands
The bottle's empty and there's nothing left

I don't know how it happened
It was faster than the eye could flick
But not all I can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick

[Flea]

Jim

[TheSanityAnnex]

Andre Nickatina- My Rap World

My Vocabularies vary, its so exclusionary
You'll find my baby pictures in modern dictionaries
Next to mighty mercenaries, and visual visionaries
And sexy freaks eating strawberries
I represent my mind in the 415 dime
Tryin' to stop my rhyme is like tryin' to stop crime
I float like an eagle that soars through the sky
And hit the murder scene in the perfect disguise

[resistanze]

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pop the gat, aim squeeze precisely
Where them z at? Them feds are sheisty
See the problem's that, you way too nice please
Where that coke at? where it might be
Don't be like me, hard-headed, extroverted
When my gun burn, much hotter than sunburn
You got one turn, I suggest you show
me the stash to the cash and the blow, yo
Wherever I go, my crew, is true to swarm
Got stripes in New York like Yankee uniforms
When I was born, I know I make the world darker
The age of fifteen, tote gats, quick to spark ya
Like Bob Barker, if The Price is Right
Lay your ass down for spite, anybody aight?
Went from eatin no frills cereals with food stamps
to Armani materials, coppin Rembrandts