Nonpoint Lyrics
Nonpoint Lyrics
"Tribute Lyrics"
Never Surrender Lyrics
Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! Praying for the good times So long to the bad times Baby are you ready here we go! Turn you up there's no limit As long as you're in it Give it all you got just let it show Are you in for the fast ride I'll take you out on the wildside Are you in for the fast ride Living life on the faultline Are you in for the fast ride I'll take you out on the wildside Are you in for
Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! Praying for the good times So long to the bad times Baby are you ready here we go! Turn you up there's no limit As long as you're in it Give it all you got just let it show Are you in for the fast ride I'll take you out on the wildside Are you in for the fast ride Living life on the faultline Are you in for the fast ride I'll take you out on the wildside Are you in for
Come on! Come on! Uh!
That's right, Nonpoint, Darwin's, Grimm in the house, lemme hear that shit
Na'mean? Uh! Bout to slay those fuckin tracks
Here we go, come on!
Once upon a time not long ago
When people wore pajamas and lived life slow
When laws were stern and justice stood
And people was behavin like they are too good
There lived a little boy that was misled
By another little boy and this is what he said
Check it "Me and you kid we gonna make some cash (What! What!)
Robbin old folks and makin' a (Come on! Come on!) dash..."
Their jackets tied, money came with ease
But one couldn't stop, it's like he had a disease
He robbed another (Stick it up!) and another (Stick it up!) Michael Jackson (Stick it up!) Stevie Wonder (Stick it up!)
Tried to rob a man who was a D.C. undercover
The kid got wild startin' actin' erratic
He said "I Got you all in check"
Without Me Lyrics
People come and go There's a lot of places believe me I know worth going to worth leaving from But please take me when you leave Or believe in me and stay If I said I couldn't go on living without you Now that would be a lie But if you knew how it looks inside My head my house is really bad enough But this is really bad it's pretty bleak And I'll be very sad at the least if You decide to leave Without me
Come on!People come and go There's a lot of places believe me I know worth going to worth leaving from But please take me when you leave Or believe in me and stay If I said I couldn't go on living without you Now that would be a lie But if you knew how it looks inside My head my house is really bad enough But this is really bad it's pretty bleak And I'll be very sad at the least if You decide to leave Without me
Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah!
Come on!
Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah!
Come on!
Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah!
Come on!
Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah!
Come on!
When I step up in the place and yo I step correct
WOO-HAH!! Got you all in check
I got that head nod shit that make you break your neck
WOO-HAH!! Got you all in check
Well you know we come through to wreck the disco tech
WOO-HAH!! Got you all in check
Throw your hands up in the air and never disrespect
WOO-HAH!! Got you all in check
Yo grimm
Whats up?
Which muthafucka stole (Ha! Ha!) my flow?
Eenie, meenie, minie, moe
Throw them types of niggas right out the win-dow
Blast your ass, hit you with a di-rect blow!
BLAH!! Comin through like G.I. Joe
Star Wars movie deal like Han So-lo
Make you bounce around like this was calyp-so
Always shine cause I got the high pro glow
You think that you can hide, you think you can l
The Prophecy Lyrics
[Chorus x3: Buddha Monk] Prepare for the prophecy [Buddha Monk] Yea, to all challengers, let's begin I be the holder of flows like air seepin thru your windows First nigga that oppose be the first nigga that goes A deadly comedic dealer, nasty-ass good fella Crazy-ass dweller novelty known as best seller It be the slack that you lack, I shoot the verses like gats Your styles is too wack, it makes you burn like exlax Buddha'll p
y low? [Chorus x3: Buddha Monk] Prepare for the prophecy [Buddha Monk] Yea, to all challengers, let's begin I be the holder of flows like air seepin thru your windows First nigga that oppose be the first nigga that goes A deadly comedic dealer, nasty-ass good fella Crazy-ass dweller novelty known as best seller It be the slack that you lack, I shoot the verses like gats Your styles is too wack, it makes you burn like exlax Buddha'll p
Roll up on your ass like Hawaii 5-0
Mad out, with my dreads in my Kang-lo
Forget that Moet nigga, just bash the Cisco!
Yo! Take a trip down to Mexico
Come back with that shit that might make you psycho
Maximum frequency through that stereo
Sorry this is it but homeboy, I gots (Say what?) ta go!
Yo, where you go? Where you at? Bring it back!
Big props to all my people on the hip-hop scene who going
Fast than me with abrushima my inspiration from youth
Killa bee got loose, don't be teared, don't be mad, no, give it the truth, say
M-E-T-H-O-D, Man (x4)
Break yourself nigga!
Hey you! Get off my cloud
Let me get raw with my southpaw style
Mover, puffin on a fat blunt from Cuba
It's the Meth-Tical jet to Cal, I'm the Buddha
Monk on the hunt for machine gun foes
I keeps you open like a slug from the shotgun punk
Double-barrel, yeah Meth bring it to them proper<
Default Lyrics
[music & lyrics: Jeff] a vanity rises in the middle of our motion - with ever-changing colours of illusive existential components - unfictitious presence, scars and withdrawal, leaving us to wonder... - i want to see, but my eyes are blind - should i seek for a guidance of my life? - beyond a flock of confusion - i ask for a return to original form - without any agreement or concensus - determination has already been chosen - free us from a pro
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Partner, you ain't got no wins in me casa[music & lyrics: Jeff] a vanity rises in the middle of our motion - with ever-changing colours of illusive existential components - unfictitious presence, scars and withdrawal, leaving us to wonder... - i want to see, but my eyes are blind - should i seek for a guidance of my life? - beyond a flock of confusion - i ask for a return to original form - without any agreement or concensus - determination has already been chosen - free us from a pro
Straight up, you movin too fast so baby wait up
Took one, added seven more now you eight up
Get on down with your bad self
Get on down, listen to the sound, come on!
Few can ever get this whole commit legit
See you all up in my dick
But you don't know shit, uh-huh
What's your definition of a real MC?
From what you dedicated, ya it must be me
Meth-Tical, a lewd descendant of the loud hip-hop
I go on to the break of dawn and just don't stop
Give me the green light and the sign one way
At last, What you got to say? Come on
Move it in, move it out
Stick it in, pull it out
Shake it up, shake it down
Come on y'all, Meth-Tical
Oh I hope and pray that I will
But today I am still
Just a...
M-E-T-H-O-D, Man (x11)
Break yourself (Get the fuck up!) nigga!
M-E-T-H-O-D, Man (x4)
Man! (x3)
M-E-T-H-O-D
Bitch!