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Make the Choice for me...

Discussion in 'Channel Zero' started by ETHREADZNY, Jun 4, 2003.

  1. ETHREADZNY

    ETHREADZNY Elite Member

    Joined: Feb 11, 2002 Messages: 3,129 Likes Received: 4
    One of my final projects for a summer class I am taking requires me to analyize the text and subtext of song lyrics. I am having trouble chosing which of the follow songs to use.
    Faith No More-Epic
    Rolling Stones- Paint it Black
    Social Distortion- Ball and Chain
    Sick of it all- step down
    The clash- clampdown
    Eric B & Rakim- Paid in Full
    Billy Bragg- The have and have nots
    Operation Ivy_ sound system
    Or Bad Brains- FVk

    help me make the decision.
     
  2. nomadawhat

    nomadawhat Veteran Member

    Joined: Aug 24, 2001 Messages: 5,001 Likes Received: 2



    its the only one i know....
     
  3. ctrl+alt+del

    ctrl+alt+del Guest

     
  4. ETHREADZNY

    ETHREADZNY Elite Member

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    ^yeah so far I think it is a tossup between the clash and social d.
     
  5. -Rage-

    -Rage- 12oz Loyalist

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    Clash. Hands down. Perfect song.
     
  6. nomadawhat

    nomadawhat Veteran Member

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    liggity lol muthafucka!!!!!
     
  7. Don't Panic

    Don't Panic Member

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    faith no more- mike patton owns shit.
     
  8. ETHREADZNY

    ETHREADZNY Elite Member

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    rage & ctrl+alt+del
    thank you, the decision is made
     
  9. nomadawhat

    nomadawhat Veteran Member

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  10. ETHREADZNY

    ETHREADZNY Elite Member

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    ^sorry, its because I could not even start to decipher the meaning of any ace of base song. they are too deep..
     
  11. -Rage-

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  12. ETHREADZNY

    ETHREADZNY Elite Member

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    here is the lyrics to Clampdown if anybody cares

    The Clash - Clampdown
    Buy this album!

    From the album "Clash On Broadway"

    (Strummer/Jones)

    What are we gonna do now?
    Taking off his turban, they said, is this man a Jew?
    'Cause they're working for the clampdown
    They put up a poster saying we earn more than you!
    When we're working for the clampdown
    We will teach our twisted speech
    To the young believers
    We will train our blue-eyed men
    To be young believers

    The judge said five to ten-but I say double that again
    I'm not working for the clampdown
    No man born with a living soul
    Can be working for the clampdown
    Kick over the wall 'cause government's to fall
    How can you refuse it?
    Let fury have the hour, anger can be power
    D'you know that you can use it?

    The voices in your head are calling
    Stop wasting your time, there's nothing coming
    Only a fool would think someone could save you
    The men at the factory are old and cunning
    You don't owe nothing, so boy get runnin'
    It's the best years of your life they want to steal

    You grow up and you calm down
    You're working for the clampdown
    You start wearing the blue and brown
    You're working for the clampdown
    So you got someone to boss around
    It makes you feel big now
    You drift until you brutalize
    You made your first kill now

    In these days of evil presidentes
    Working for the clampdown
    But lately one or two has fully paid their due
    For working for the clampdown
    But ha! Gitalong! Gitalong!

    And I've given away no secrets
    Who's barmy now?
     
  13. mogilny

    mogilny Senior Member

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  14. ETHREADZNY

    ETHREADZNY Elite Member

    Joined: Feb 11, 2002 Messages: 3,129 Likes Received: 4
    any song about vagina skin is a instant classic. I think it may be my next download..
     
  15. mikro137

    mikro137 Guest

    ok hers my submissions

    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!

    Well here's another one (WHAT!)
    In the gutter one (WHAT!)
    Getting running up
    Troblesome extra double double I come to feed them
    The feed em then I shreed em
    So what if that I'm cheating.
    Now everyone wanna sound (YA) grimey (yeah)
    I'm gonna show you how come on (ALL AND TOGETHER NOW!)
    Yeaah, ohh yeaah!
    YEAH!
    That's how we gotta be
    so stop trying to beat loud as me cause you can't do that
    Think about the payoffer so left with an automatic rifle
    For last against the lighting last bullets first
    On Line
    Toughest step and a rep and a run rep and a run wreck and a swine
    Peace to the brothers on Riker's Isle
    Pumping up a tremple and didn't like his
    criminal lickin' buck my eye,
    Oh my god I'm so high
    Just they say a Rodney say you like a criminum, what!?
    Just they say to make get
    Making milliangh, children SLAM! Slam!

    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!

    I'm the mean nasty grease smashing ever slow gashing (Ooohh)
    Sticky swift blast of the basty
    Of the basty basty bast bashing (Aaahh)
    Then I provide I provide the you was cheat.
    Beside the getto five
    Mak me feel like Jekly and Hyde OF CORSE
    I come across with no fear
    For sure!
    Un-adult-erated, un-conformed
    Digusted, busted you wanna touch it.
    To hot! You forgot, you're not ready
    You're head could get ruptered.
    Hit between the eye
    I planned the plan alive
    I'm the plonic sonic
    UH RULE WITH THE BADS GUYS
    The villian (JUU), crooks (UUU), hot midas in confide us
    See the big jerk put you look inside us,
    My mind, it's graphic, expresstic graphic
    So kill the cop because it's kept all mastic
    Directin' it, when y'all least expected it
    and thought it was safe - ONYX hit you in the face so,

    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!

    (STICKY FINGAZ)
    I'm a b-boy
    Standin in my b-boy stance
    Hurry up and give me the microphone before I bust in my pants
    The mad author of anguish
    My language, Polluted
    Onyx is heavyweight (Sonsee: And still undisputed!!)
    He took the words right out my mouth and walked a mile in my shoes
    I've paid so many dues, I feel used and abused
    And I'm.... so confused
    umm, excuse me, for example
    I'm the inspiration, for a WHOLE generation
    And unless you got 10 SSsssticky Fingers
    Its straight immitation
    A figment, of your imagination
    But but but but wait it gets worse!!
    I'm not watered down so I'm dyin of thirst
    Comin thru wit a scam, a foolproof plan
    B-boys make some noise, and just, JUST SLAM!

    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
    SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
    SLAM!


    slam , by onyx



    I'm Not a Gentleman
    (Print the Lyrics)


    (Willie D)
    Ladies first, who the fuck made up that shit?
    9 times outta 10 it was a bitch
    I'm comin' at cha like this
    Cause your pussy ain't no more important than my dick miss
    I'm not your motherfuckin' doll
    You won't see me runnin' to ya at your every beckon call
    Bitches act like they handicapped
    Want me to open doors, pull out chairs and all that
    I'm the motherfuckin' gangster of love
    So how you gonna run me like I'm some kind of scrub
    Think your pussy made of gold, well it's not
    You couldn't get a dime for it at the pawn shop
    I won't pack your bags at the store
    Now will I take you to a play or a musical, whore
    And break my neck to be extra polite
    I'll take your motherfuckin' ass to a chicken fight
    And if you get cold, you gonna sneeze
    Cause I ain't givin' you my coat, so I can freeze
    People say my manners are minimum
    I'm from the ghetto hoe
    I'm not a motherfuckin' gentleman

    I'm not a gentleman

    I'm not a motherfuckin' gentleman
    I told you that in the first rap
    Hell no I won't remove my cap
    When I go to ya moms crib for my grill
    t-shirt, sneakers and jeans is how I feel
    (???????????????????????????????)
    Cause I'll be eatin' with my hands not the proper utensils
    I say yeah, naw, not ma'am
    I was raised like that, so that's the way I am
    I don't give a damn if ain't got a seat
    My feet hurt bitch, you ain't no better than me
    Stand your ass up, wait your time
    I don't give a fuck if your 9 or 99
    Drop something if you want to freak
    And I won't leap to pick it up like a geek
    In a dash or flash, goddamn, I'll pass
    I'ma let you bend over so I can see dat ass
    I might laugh, giggle, or grin
    You could say Willie D is out to win
    People say my manners are minimum
    I'm from the ghetto hoe
    I'm not a motherfuckin' gentleman

    I'm not a gentleman

    I'm not a motherfuckin' gentleman
    Or a nice guy or goodfella
    I'll straight up tell her
    Bitch, to suck my dick
    Fuck that beatin' around the bush shit
    When I go to see a hoe
    I don't knock at the door, I blow
    And if we go to a restaurant I don't let her pick it
    Cause she'll try to choose the one most expensive
    You don't like it when I walk in the front zone
    Well slowpoke ass hoe, bring your ass on
    But every woman ain't a motherfuckin' lady
    I treat a hoe like a hoe and a bitch like a bitch
    And a lady like a lady but I don't sip Dom Perrigion
    And listen to Luther or Kenny G, its Geto Boys and Jubiliee
    You can't catch me holdin' hands in the shopping mall
    If I'm wearin' (?????)
    You know I'm gettin' them draw's
    People call me a lot of things love
    But they'll never accuse me of
    Being a motherfuckin' gentleman

    I'm not a gentleman



    im not a gentleman , by the geto boys
     
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