Futuristic Sex Robotz - Don't Make Us Kick Your Ass Visit their website at www.futuristicsexrobotz.com to listen to all their other songs! Lyrics: Recycle Bin: y'all can't fuck with the Spit Yo-Yo Mafia, SR: with FSR, we're double teamin' ya, Coaxke: your shit will be owned when the game concludes, B'Dog: like you spent every round lookin at Bea Arthur nudes Coaxke: I stuck you, motherfucker, oh, stick stick, god damn! Recycle Bin: God damn! Recycle Bin: clockin headshots like they're goin' out of style, leave you and your homies in a big ass pile, dual M6Cs cause I roll like John Woo, sprayin' hot lead, have you screamin' "What? Who?" Coaxke's got that Plasma/BR55 hit, kill ya hella fast, so we call him "green shit," B'Dog's round the corner, M90 ready cocked, not close enough? Grenades steady stocked, (B'Dog: Haha, I stuck you!) SR's bustin domes on that crazy sniper scene, Yo, Coaxke, what's Killtacular mean? Coaxke: Like that thing you do with underage teens! Recycle Bin: Four in a row, four seconds between Coaxke: elite at this shit since Marathon, ten fuckin' years, killin' ya where you spawn, look at you, flyin' in your fly banshee, rocket locked on, you're next in my spree, work some green shit, take you out in one shot, you'll die screamin' "They're everywhere!" while I drop it like it's hot, all them snot-nosed brats, you best beware, Halo ain't for those without pubic hairs B'Dog: rollin' through your base with the biggest gun I got, not so I can shoot you, I won't even use one shot, won't find a secret entrance, I'll come through the parking lot, and jam the handle way up into your expansion slot, won't fuckin know what hit you when I come out to play, Assassin's what they call me, but the middle name's Melee, the Mafia is comin' and we're here to fuckin stay, flamin' ninjas all around you and your homies, we will slay, y'all got killers in the streets, we got killers in the trees, and before you know what hit you, you'll be fallin' to your knees, and when you're kneelin' down there, you may as well suck deez, to buy you time before we turn your body to swiss cheese SR: FSR, back up in your ass, step off the flag, or you'll catch a rocket blast, mag in hand, I'll be blastin' your man, push his wig back, while I'm makin' a dick scan, watch your back, cause I creep up from behind, sword in hand and - you're mine, leave your bitch screamin' for my non-dairy creamer, psych, I'm just gonna drop a Brute steamer, I ain't got time to bleed, Frag Dollz, they be catchin' my seed, dots on your dome, rock Predator style, pussy big as a house, my dick's long as a mile Recycle Bin: like an ill ninja with atomic bombs, up in your base all day long, the homies cleared it out so, "Bomb Armed!" round over, screamin' "It's just luck!" but we ain't got that clover, jacked your flag like code for Half Life 2, from all directions so you don't know what to do, rollin' in a new M12G1, (Coaxke: Sittin on some dubs!) if you grab it through the floor, your ass better run, S-double-Y-M, chillin' with your mom, rocket up your ass, like a session with your domme, say you could own, if the pistol had a scope? that shit got balanced, so you best learned to cope, we got our skills from Marathon, son, (Recycle Bin: Yeah, motherfucker!) bitch all you want, the game's already won (Coaxke: Oh! Oh, damn!) GAME OVER!

Author: menchi62347
Keywords: Halo Futuristic Sex Robotz
Added: February 12, 2006

"Help me I'm falling, falling, catch me if you can" a song that interpreted by Irene Cara. I like this song specially when i played it with my piano. I dedicate this song to all of you!

Author: Angelrosebelle
Keywords: fallin' fallen piano love songs rosebelle Irene Cara
Added: January 1, 2007

My best yet! If you think the beginning is good, watch the middle + end!

Author: ShadowLink678
Keywords: line rider catch me when im i'm falling fallin elite skittle
Added: February 4, 2007

"FALLIN" (Nahuhulog) I'm afraid to fly And I don't know why I'm jealous of the people the who are not afraid to die It's just that I recall Back when I was small Someone promise that they'd catch me But then they let me fall And now I'm fallin Fallin fast again Why do I always take a fall When I fall in love You think by now i've learned Play with fire You'll get burn But fire can be oh so warm And that's why i return Turn and walk away That's what i should do My head says go and find the door My heart says i found you And now I'm fallin Catch me if you can Maybe this time I'll have it all When I fall in love Loving someone... I only got me to blame help me i'm fallin fallin Catch me if you can Maybe this time i'll have it all Maybe i'll make it after all Maybe this time I won't fall When I fall in love Oh ohh

Author: sdgulle
Keywords: fallin regine velasquez piano sdgulle
Added: March 9, 2007

Ghettotech producer chi-i-ill has a bit on his mind. "Baby I'm caught up quick, think I'm addicted to the drug of your vibe and aura, I need a fix or I'll be sick, I think I'm fallin fast now, So this I ask, How can you catch me when we both got hands out, grabbin chances?"

Author: chiiilaxx
Keywords: grabbin chances hip hop ghettotech chi-i-ill ReLax chiiilaxx
Added: March 15, 2007

Change, shit I guess change is good for any of us Whatever it take for any of y'all niggaz to get up out the hood Shit, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at cha Got nuttin but love for ya, do your thing boy Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while I'ma send this one out for y'all, knahmean? Cause I ain't mad at cha Heard y'all tearin up shit out there, kickin up dust [Danny Boy] I ain't... Givin a motherfucker, heheheheheh Yeah, niggaz [Danny Boy] ...mad at cha Cause I ain't mad at cha [Verse One: 2Pac] Now we was once two niggaz of the same kind Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line You was just a little smaller but you still roller Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn On the block, witcha glock, trippin off sherm Collect calls to the till, sayin how ya changed Oh you a Muslim now, no more dope game Heard you might be comin home, just got bail Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan When I talk about money all you see is the struggle When I tell you I'm livin large you tell me it's trouble Congratulation on the weddin, I hope your wife know She got a playa for life, and that's no bullshitin I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her And I can see us after school, we'd BOMB on the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even kick it Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back And I can't even trip, cause I'm just laughin at cha You tryin hard to maintain, then go head cause I ain't mad at cha (Hmm, I ain't mad at cha) [Chorus: Danny Boy] I ain't, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad, at cha [Verse Two: 2Pac] We used to be like distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens Whole neighborhood buzzin, knowin, that we wasn't Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs I'm gettin blitzed and I reminsce on all the times we shared Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind In time we learned to live a life of crime Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait Don't give nobody no coochie while I be locked up state I kiss my Mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived Don't shed a tear, cause Mama I ain't happy here I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years They got me goin mad, I'm knockin busters on they backs in my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I know one day I'll be back" As soon as I touch down I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin at cha Cause youse a down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha [Chorus: Danny Boy] I ain't, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (A true down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha) [Verse Three: 2Pac] Well guess who's movin up, this nigga's ballin now Bitches be callin to get it, hookers keep fallin down He went from nuttin to lots, ten carots to rock Went from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the block He's Mister local celebrity, addicted to move a key Most hated by enemy, escape in the Luxury See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the younger days So full of pain while the weapons blaze Gettin so high off that bomb hopin we make it, to the better days Cause crime pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme'll blaze You'll feel the fire from the niggaz in my younger days So many changed on me, so many tried to plot That I keep a glock beside my head, when will it stop? Til God return me to my essence Cause even as a adolescents, I refuse to be a convalescent So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now? They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin at cha You niggaz just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha [Chorus: Danny Boy] I ain't, mad at cha [2Pac:] (and I ain't mad at cha) Iiiiiiiii ain't mad [2Pac:] (hell nah I ain't mad at cha) at cha I ain't, mad at mha [2Pac:] (and I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad at cha, noooo I ain't mad at chaaaaahhhhhhhh

Author: bozesliskovic
Keywords: 2 Pac I aint Mad At Cha tupac 2pac song rap music video hip hop lyrics
Added: May 27, 2007