MP3: Soulja Boy On Radio (2008)

Soulja Boy On Radio (2008)
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Title: Soulja Boy On Radio [Add this track to my blog]
Year: 2008

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# Posted on Thursday, 24 July 2008 at 8:52 PM

MP3: All The Right Reasons / Rockstar (2005)

All The Right Reasons / Rockstar (2005)
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Title: Rockstar [Add this track to my blog]
Album: All The Right Reasons
Year: 2005
Lyrics:
I'm through with standing in line
to the 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

(tell me what you want

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

(yeah,so what you need)

I'll need a, a credit card that's got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club
At thirty-seven thousand feet

(Been there done that)

I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
And my own star on Hollywood Boulevard
Somewhere between cher and
James Dean is fine for me

(So how ya gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name

[CHORUS]
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
with her bleach blonde hair
and well..
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar

I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels
Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes
Sign a couple autographs
So I can eat my meals for free

(I have a quesadilla... on the house)

I'm gonna dress my ass
with the latest fashion
Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion
Gonna date a centerfold that loves to
blow my money for me

(So how ya gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life
For fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair
And change my name

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
with her bleach blonde hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary
in today's who's who
We'll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody's got a
drug dealer on speed dial
well..
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar

I'm gonna sing those songs
that offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills
from a pez dispenser
Get washed-up singers writing all my songs
Lip sync 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong

Well we all just wanna be big rockstars
Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
with her bleach blonde hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary
in today's who's who
We'll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody's got a
drug dealer on speed dial well..
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
# Posted on Saturday, 26 April 2008 at 10:44 PM

MP3: Red Hot Chili Peppers - Dani California

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Dani California
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Title: Red Hot Chili Peppers - Dani California [Add this track to my blog]
Year: 2008
Lyrics:
Getting born in the state of Mississippi
Papa was a copper
And her mama was a hippie

In Alabama she would swing a hammer
Price you got to pay when you pick the panorama

She never knew that there was
Anything more than poor

What in the world what does your
Company take me for

Black bandana sweet Louisiana
Robbin' on a bank in the state of Indiana

She's a runner, rebel and a stunner
running everywhere sayin'
Baby what 'cha gonna

Looking down the barrel of a
Hot metal 45
Just another way to survive

California rest in peace
Simultaneous release
California show your teeth
She's my priestess; I'm your priest
Yeah yeah

She's a lover baby and a fighter
Shoulda seen it comin' when
It got a little brighter

With a name like Dani California
The day was gonna come
When I was gonna mourn ya'

A little loaded she was

Stealin' another breath
I loved my baby to death

California rest in peace
Simultaneous release
California show your teeth
She's my priestess; I'm your priest
yeah yeah

Who knew the other side of you
Who knew what others died to prove
Too true to say goodbye to you
Too true to sad sad sad

Push the fader gifted animator
One for the now and eleven for the later

Never made it up to Minnesota
North Dakota man was gunnin'
For the quota

Down in the badlands
She was savin' the best for last

It only hurts when I laugh
Come too fast

California rest in peace
Simultaneous release
California show your teeth
She's my priestess; I'm your priest
Yeah Yeah

California rest in peace
Simultaneous release
California show your teeth
She's my priestess; I'm your priest
Yeah yeah
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# Posted on Saturday, 29 March 2008 at 11:54 AM

MP3: We Don't Need to Whisper / Angels and Airwaves - The War (2006)

We Don't Need to Whisper / Angels and Airwaves - The War (2006)
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Title: Angels and Airwaves - The War [Add this track to my blog]
Album: We Don't Need to Whisper
Year: 2006
Lyrics:
The ocean, is on fire
The sky turned dark again
As the boats came in
And the beaches
Stretched out with soldiers
With their arms and guns
It has just begun

Believe, you want this
Believe, I want this too

Why wont you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this?
Tear my head
Inside out

And the houses
Laid out like targets
With the deafening sound
We watched them all go down
And the families
Now useless bodies
They lay still black and blue
A gift from us to you

Believe, you want this
Believe, Do I want this too

Why wont you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this?
Tear my head
Inside out

Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh (Believe)
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh (Believe, you want this too)
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh

Why wont you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this?
Tear my head
Inside out

Why wont you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this?
Tear my head
Inside out

Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
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# Posted on Saturday, 02 February 2008 at 5:12 AM
Edited on Saturday, 29 March 2008 at 12:05 PM