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Mashup City

by Ph0ton

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1.
Time to Imagine 03:52
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[Intro] According to all known laws of aviation There is no way a bee should be able to fly Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground The bee, of course, flies anyway Because bees don't care what humans think is impossible [Verse 1] Imagine there's no heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us, only sky Imagine all the people Living for today Living for today I [Chorus] Pain! You made me a, you made me a Believer, believer Pain! You break me down, you build me up Believer, believer Pain! Oh, let the bullets fly, oh, let them rain My life, my love, my drive, it came from… Pain! You made me a, you made me a Believer, believer [Verse 2] I was tryin' to find a way to kill time I didn't even get to tell you goodbye I was tryin' to find a way to kill time Now you're gone and I can't ever say goodbye [Chorus] Pain! You made me a, you made me a Believer, believer Pain! You break me down, you build me up Believer, believer Pain! Oh, let the bullets fly, oh, let them rain My life, my love, my drive, it came from… Pain! You made me a, you made me a Believer, believer
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Profane 02:04
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[Intro] Play the fuckin' track! Play that fuckin' track! Take money Take money [Verse 1] First off, fuck yo' bitch and the clique you claim Westside when we ride, come equipped with game You claim to be a player, but I fucked your wife We bust on Bad Boys, fucked for life Plus, Puffy tryna see me, weak hearts I rip Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A., some mark-ass bitches We keep on comin' while we runnin' for your jewels Steady gunnin', keep on bustin' at them fools, you know the rules [Chorus] Fuck this shit I'm out, mm-hmm Fuck this shit I'm out (No thanks) Don't mind me I'ma just grab my stuff and leave, 'scuse me please Fuck this shit I'm out (Nope) Fuck this shit I'm out (All right then) I don't know what the fuck just happened But I don't really care, I'ma get the fuck up outta here Fuck this shit I'm out Fuck this shit I'm out [Verse 2] Now from the top, make it drop, that's some wet-ass pussy Now get a bucket and a mop, that's some wet-ass pussy I'm talkin' wap, wap, wap, that's some wet-ass pussy Macaroni in a pot, that's some wet-ass pussy, huh Now get your boots and your coat for this wet-ass pussy (Ah, ah, ah) He bought a phone just for pictures of this wet-ass pussy (Click, click, click) Paid my tuition just to kiss me on this wet-ass pussy (Mwah, mwah, mwah) Now make it rain if you wanna see some wet-ass pussy (Yeah, yeah) [Chorus] Move, bitch! Get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way Move, bitch! Get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way Move, bitch! Get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way Move, bitch! Get out the way Get out the way, bitch, get out the way [Instrumental Outro]
3.
Numbers Game 01:55
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[Intro] Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah One-and-two-and-three-and-four-and One-and-two-and-three-and-four-and [Verse 1] Du, du hast, du hast mich Du, du hast, du hast mich (Du) How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad? Trying hard not to smile, though I feel bad I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral Can't understand what I mean? Well, you soon will (Du) I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve I have a history of taking off my shirt (Now the world is gone) I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve (I'm just one) I have a history of taking off my shirt Woo-hoo [Chorus] Darkness, imprisoning me All that I see, absolute horror I cannot live, I cannot die Trapped in myself, body my holding cell Landmine, has taken my sight Taken my speech, taken my hearing Taken my arms, taken my legs Taken my soul, left me with life in Hell [Verse 2] I'm gonna fight 'em off A seven nation army couldn't hold me back They're gonna rip it off Takin' their time right behind my back And I'm talkin' to myself at night because I can't forget Back and forth through my mind, behind a cigarette [Chorus] Two trucks having sex (Oh, yes) Two trucks having sex (Oh, yes) My muscles (Uh), my muscles (Uh) Involuntarily flex (Huh) Two trucks, having sex (Oh, yes) Two trucks, having sex (Oh, yes) My muscles (Uh), my muscles (Uh) Involuntarily flex (Ha) Two trucks holding hands Two trucks holding hands The passion, the passion Is more than I can withstand Two trucks holding hands Two trucks holding hands The passion, the passion My big fat heart expands
4.
Smooth Romance 05:06
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[Intro] Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Caught in a bad romance Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Caught in a bad romance [Refrain] Ra-ra, ah-ah-ah Roma, roma-ma Gaga, ooh, la-la Want your bad romance Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah Roma, roma-ma Gaga, ooh, la-la Want your bad romance [Verse 1] I want your ugly, I want your disease I want your everything as long as it's free I want your love Love, love, love, I want your love (Oh, ey) I want your drama, the touch of your hand I want your leather-studded kiss in the sand I want your love Love, love, love, I want your love (Love, love, love, I want your love) [Pre-Chorus] Smooth like butter Like a criminal undercover Gon' pop like trouble Breakin' into your heart like that (Ooh) Cool shade stunner Yeah, I owe it all to my mother Hot like summer Yeah, I'm makin' you sweat like that [Chorus] No need to ask He's a smooth operator Smooth operator Smooth operator Smooth operator [Refrain] Ra-ra, ah-ah-ah Roma-roma-ma Gaga, ooh, la-la Want your bad romance [Verse 2] I want your horror, I want your design 'Cause you're a criminal as long as you're mine I want your love Love, love, love, I want your love (Uh) I want your psycho, your vertigo schtick Want you in my rear window, baby, you're sick I want your love Love, love, love, I want your love (Love, love, love, I want your love) [Pre-Chorus] Smooth like butter Like a criminal undercover Gon' pop like trouble Breakin' into your heart like that (Ooh) Cool shade stunner Yeah, I owe it all to my mother Hot like summer Yeah, I'm makin' you sweat like that [Chorus] No need to ask He's a smooth operator Smooth operator Smooth operator Smooth operator [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] Smooth operator Smooth operator Smooth operator Smooth operator I want your love, and I want your revenge You and me could write a bad romance I want your love, and all your lover's revenge You and me could write a bad romance No need to ask, he's a (Smooth operator) I want your love, and I want your revenge (Smooth operator) You and me could write a bad romance (Smooth operator) I want your love, and all your lover's revenge (Smooth operator) You and me could write a bad romance [Outro] (Annie, are you okay) Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah (You okay, you okay, Annie?) Roma-roma-ma (Annie, are you okay) Gaga, ooh, la-la (You okay, you okay, Annie?) Want your bad romance (Annie, are you okay) Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah (You okay, you okay, Annie?) Roma-roma-ma (Annie, are you okay) Gaga, ooh, la-la (You okay, you okay, Annie?) Want your bad romance (Annie, are you okay) Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah (You okay, you okay, Annie?) Roma-roma-ma (Annie, are you okay) Gaga, ooh, la-la (You okay, you okay, Annie?) Want your bad romance (Annie, are you okay) Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah (You okay, you okay, Annie?) Roma-roma-ma (Annie, are you okay) Gaga, ooh, la-la (You okay, you okay, Annie?) Want your bad romance
5.
Spoonmantra 03:34
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[Verse 1] Early in the mornin', risin' to the street Light me up that cigarette and I'll strap shoes on my feet Got to find the reason, reason things went wrong Got to find the reason why my money's all gone [Chorus] Spoonman Come together with your hands Save me I'm together with your plan Save me, yeah Save, oh Spoonman [Verse 2] Well, life is Y-y-y-you might get run over or you might get shot Never start no static, I just get it off my chest Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest Take a small example, take a ti-ti-ti-tip from me Take all of your money, give it all to charity-ty-ty-ty Love is what I got, it's within my reach And the Sublime style's still straight from Long Beach [Chorus] Spoonman (Is what I got) Come together with your hands Save me (Is what I got) I'm together with your plan Save me (Is what I got) Save, oh Spoonman [Instrumental Outro]
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Nickelmouth 04:06
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[Verse 1] Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb In the shape of an "L" on her forehead Well, the years start comin' and they don't stop comin' Fed to the rules and I hit the ground runnin' Didn't make sense not to live for fun Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb So much to do, so much to see So what's wrong with taking the backstreets? You'll never know if you don't go (W-w-wacko) You'll never shine if you don't glow [Pre-Chorus] Some... ...body [Chorus] Hey now, you're an all star Get your game on, go play Hey now, you're a rock star Get the show on, get paid (And all that glitters is gold) Only shootin' stars break the mold [Verse 2] Somebody once asked, "Could I spare some change for gas? I need to get myself away from this place" I said, "Yep, what a concept I could use a little fuel myself and we could all use a little change" Well, the years start comin' and they don't stop comin' Fed to the rules and I hit the ground runnin' Didn't make sense not to live for fun Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb [Pre-Chorus] Some... ...body [Chorus] Hey now, you're an all star Get your game on, go play Hey now, you're a rock star Get the show on, get paid (You might as well be walkin' on the sun) (And all that glitters is gold) Only shootin' stars break the mold (You might as well be walkin' on the sun) [Refrain] Some... ...body [Chorus] Hey now, you're an all star Get your game on, go play Hey now, you're a rock star Get the show on, get paid (And all that glitters is gold) Only shootin' stars break the mold [Outro] You might as well be walkin' on the sun
7.
Rock 02:41
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[Intro] If ya smell Rock [Verse 1] I'm through with standing in line to clubs I'll never get in It's like the bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win This life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be I want a brand new house on an episode of Cribs And a bathroom I can play baseball in And a king size tub big enough for ten plus me [Pre-Chorus] Yo! I'm runnin' through these hoes like Drano I got that devilish flow, rock and roll, no halo We party rock!, yeah, that's the crew that I'm reppin' On the rise to the top, no Led in our Zeppelin (Hey!) [Chorus] Livin' like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard I done made the hot chart, 'member I used to trap hard Livin' like a rockstar, I'm livin' like a rockstar [Post-Chorus] Laa, la-la-la-la-laa (Livin' like a rockstar) La-la-la-la-laa La-la-la-la-laa [Verse 2] You show us everything you've got You keep on dancin', and the room gets hot You drive us wild, we'll drive you crazy You say you wanna go for a spin The party's just begun, we'll let you in You drive us wild, we'll drive you crazy [Pre-Chorus] You keep on shoutin', you keep on shoutin' You Shoutin' In ten minutes I'll be late for the door I like that old time rock and roll [Chorus] Still like that old time rock and roll That kind of music just soothes the soul I reminisce about the days of old With that old time rock and roll Hey! [Post-Chorus] Laa, la-la-la-la-laa (With that old time rock and roll) La-la-la-la-laa (With that old time rock and roll) La-la-la-la-laa [Outro] I wanna rock! (Rock!) I wanna rock! (Rock!) I want to rock (Rock!) I wanna rock! (Rock!) Rock!
8.
Cuomohemian Rhapsody 05:04
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[Section 1] [Verse 1] Somebody's Heine Is crowding my icebox Somebody's cold one Is giving me chills Guess I'll just close my eyes Oh, yeah Alright [Chorus] Beverly Hills, that's where I want to be (Gimme gimme, gimme gimme) Livin' in Beverly Hills Beverly Hills, rollin' like a celebrity [Verse 2] Flip on the telly Wrestle with Jimmy Somethin' is bubblin' Behind my back The bottle is ready to blow The bottle is ready to blow [Chorus] If you want to destroy my sweater (Woah, woah, woah, woah) Hold this thread as I walk away (As I walk away) Watch me unravel, I'll soon be naked Lying on the floor, lying on the floor, I've come undone [Guitar Solo] [Section 2] [Verse 3] (Uh) I can't help my feelings, I'll go out of my mind These players come to get me 'cause they'd like my behind Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me Buddy Holly, (Buddy Holly), Buddy Holly, (Buddy Holly) And you're Mary Tyler Moore (Come on and kick me) I can't love my business if I can't get a trick Down on Santa Monica where tricks are for kids Oh [Chorus] Woah, come on and kick me (Whoa, whoa) Come on and kick me (Whoa, whoa) You've got your problems (Whoa, whoa) I've got my ass wipe (Whoa, whoa) You've got your big G's Unh, Unh, Unh, Unh, Unh, Unh, Unh [Bridge] Buddy Holly, (Buddy Holly) And you're Mary Tyler Moore Beelzebub has a devil put aside Buddy Holly Buddy Holly Buddy [Section 3] [Chorus] Why bother? It's gonna hurt me It's gonna kill when you desert me This happened to me twice before It won't happen to me anymore Why bother? It's gonna hurt me It's gonna kill when you desert me Why bother? [Outro] If you want to destroy my sweater (Woah, woah, woah, woah) Say it ain't so Why bother? Beverly Hills, that's where I want to be (Gimme gimme, gimme gimme) Livin' in Beverly Hills [Buddy Holly Riff]

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