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Jim: Hey Steve, Welcome to the studio. Glad you to be here today. Stone Cold: Yeah, I'm glad to be here. Got everything ready right? Jim: I got everything ready, just like we spoke on the phone. Stone Cold: Uh, Where.. Jim: Just like you told me. Stone Cold: Where's the beer? Jim: Um.. *sigh* You didn't mention beer. Stone Cold: I specifically mentioned beer, how you expect me to record a record without no beer? Jim: Sorry, sorry my mistake I'll get some beer? Stone Cold: It have happened to anybody ok? Maybe I shouldn't be so hard on you it's kind of early in the morning. Jim: It's 3 o'clock in the afternoon Steve. Stone Cold: What are you saying? Jim: I, no it's just. Hey, lets listen to the track I think you're going to be happy. Stone Cold: Good, I been looking forward to it. Hard n' Heavy right? Jim: Hard n' Heavy, but a... you know a kinda going for a sensative side of Steve Austin... and just take a listen see what you think. Stone Cold: Sensative side? Jim: Well just take a listen. Stone Cold: Alright I'll take a listen, but but I told you Hard n' Heavy. Jim: It's really Hard n' Heavy. Stone Cold: Ok, good. *Jim plays a sample of the beat for Stone Colds song* *Stops the sample* Jim: What you think? Good aye? Stone Cold: Good? Your kidding me right? Jim: No? Stone Cold: Man I told you Hard n' Heavy I told you Rock n' Roll! Jim: Well Steve, that was.. Stone Cold: That wasn't Rock n' Roll! Jim: It's just another look at Stone Cold Steve Austin. Stone Cold: Hmmm?? Jim: Broaden broaden broaden your character you know? *In a cocky smart ass voice* Stone Cold: Yes yes yes a different look at Stone Cold Steve Aus.. I'm not looking for a different look at Stone Cold steve Austin! Jim: ... Stone Cold: I told you what I wanted! Jim: Ok... Stone Cold: That's not what I wanted, clearly that's not what I wanted! Jim: Sorry...what would make it more to your liking? Stone Cold: You want me to show you something? Jim: Yeah, why don't you... Stone Cold: Which guitar can I use? Jim: The 6 string Acoustic Guitar over there laying right next to you on the guitar stand. Stone Cold: Jim, an Acoustic Guitar has no place on this track! Jim: Well, well you know if you play... it hard, sometimes it amazing the depth you can get playing the Acoustic. Stone Cold: So now your going to tell me Stone Cold Steve Austin how to play the Acoustic Guitar, and if I play it harder, if I twang the strings harder, that's going to make it sound more Rock n' Roll, more violent!? Jim: Yeah... Why don't you just pick up the guitar and see what you think. Stone Cold: Ok, let me pick up the Acoustic Guitar and we'll see what happens. *The sound of Stone Cold violently picking up the guitar, setting it down and crushing his boot through the guitar.* Stone Cold: Ha Ha Ha! (laughing while he speaks) Did you see, did you see the way my foot ran right through the strings and crashed in right through it all. Jim: Yeeaah, I did... yeah I saw that. Stone Cold: (continues to laugh while he speaks) I'm sorry but, it's jus so funny!! (gets serious) Hey, look at it this way Jim, it was an antique now you can go out and buy you a new one. Why you sit here and play this old pile of shit, when you can go buy you a brand new one. Jim: That's a good point. Stone Cold: Charge it to Vince. Ha ha HA! |
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| 2. |
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We've had enough of the What chu coulda, what you woulda What you shoulda done Was to avoid the unbeatable dodge the undefeatable two We've Had enough And we're prepared for war, prpared for the toe to toe so let's go Prepared for the head to head, nuff said We about to put these little punks to bed One slap, kick a**, b*tch slap, four These punk a**es ain't ready for war These little b*tches ain't ready to rise And it's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide Lights out, one tag, two tag, kaboom Let 'em feel the paint, don't count 'em out too soon Let 'em hit the mat, then pick 'em up on 2, Suffer, pain, hurt, you're through Over, done, bodycount tally Last call, move on, 3D finnale Told you all we come to settle the score The talkin ends now, it's time for war We had enough best say no more Come here to settle the score, so let's go Tonight all debts will be paid in full All debts collected, all wrongs corrected It's been enough talk, there's been enough threats About which 2 man team is the best So listen now, see us here now, Don't care who you are, y'all goin' down I'm fed up to here, don't doubt the will I'm gonn ado the job, gonna go for the kill Drive to survivee. Best to say good bye Hardcore rules apply So come on, come on, come on, do ya hear us? Come on, come on, come on, are you with us? Hands in the air if you feel us, come on Hands in the air if you feel us, come on Catch me, any part of town, bling to the navel Honeys got their eyes on the cable I step like, I walk like I don't care I might screw face, your whole place, I have no fear I live amongst wolves, set up shop in their den I'll never lose my |
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| 3. |
| 3:35 |
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Make up your mind, don't you want me
Like I, want to feel that, touch that haunts me every night It felt so right I just want you, there's no denying I just want you, there's no hiding, I just want you Do you want me? So far away, another night alone Another day, another telephone call home But one day, I'm gonna find a way to Make you stay, in my arms 'till everafter comes You are the one I just want you, I just want you, I just want you Do you want me? Got a feelin' that it's time to make a change Got a feelin' that things can't stay the same I feel my heart losing control |
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| 4. |
| 2:52 |
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Life is hard man la vida es dura Gotta believe in yourself sin duda No es chiste, es mi cultura Si yo puedo con alma pura Rey Misterio con mensaje serio De su television straight to your stereo Cada persona tiene suenos in order to Move ahead you gotta cross the border They must have thought I was just a little mocoso And like a clown they call me pavoso Mira, yo soy misterioso Un Mexicano con talento rabioso Puedo hacer cosas you can't believe Tu no sabes what I have up my sleeve De verdad yo se los disenos Para realizar mis suenos Tengo la cualidad de oro Y muevo con la fuerza de toro De la costa oeste con poder de mente Represento San Diego y Tijuana de frente Life is hard man la vida es dura Gotta believe in yourself sin duda No es chiste, es mi cultura Si yo puedo con alma pura Rey Misterio con mensaje serio De su television straight to your stereo Cada persona tiene suenos in order to Move ahead you gotta cross the borderI was born in Califas soy Americano Pero mi vida es cien porciento Mexicano I remember my school days back in San Diego When I told them my dreams me dijeron que no puedo I had to believe crei en mi mismo To cross all kinds of borders estaba listo They would say "hey Rey" tu eres pequeno (Ellos pensaron que yo era muy pequeno) But I knew I could do it porque era mi sueno I love for Tijuana for San Diego Pero, I had to go say hasta luego To show my skill a mi gente mi raza Nowadays everybody knows my name que pasa Life is hard man la vida es dura Gotta believe in yourself sin duda No es chiste, es mi cultura Si yo puedo con alma pura Rey Misterio con mensaje serio De su television straight to your stereo Cada persona tiene suenos in order to Move ahead you gotta cross the border
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| 6. |
| 3:33 |
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You can find me center stage, center of attention
Booker T's here like Vin Diesel triple x-ing, On the count of three, I want you all to spit it, One, two, three Can You Dig It Sucka! Five time's the champ, more the man, Scuffle with me, not a good plan. Gotta show the world a better way for the youth, All eyes on me, Booker T's the truth. Whatever the state, wherever you at, Booker put it down man, simple as that. Booker ain't hating, ain't dissin' a thing, No more drama in my life, feel the vibe I bring. Don't be fooled because he bruised, Booker T the type to come speak at cha school. Wherever you at, I talk it like I walk it, I walk it like I live it, If you know the words, hit it Can You Dig It Sucka! Since Harlem Heat, hard to beat, WCW Champ, plus four repeats, Wanna get down? You're gonna lay down When you lay down, you're gonna stay down Wanna know about my life, it's an open book Booker made a change, just like Mase Now Booker get respect when he come in the place Man this ain't about guns and drugs and ill thugs This is bout makin' it better for lil' cuz. Can You Dig It Sucka, understand the way, Booker so humble, in this concrete jungle Right or wrong I rumble, till the wrong tumble, From giants to midgets, Can you dig it? Larger than life, but it's no movie, I'm the true master of the spinaroonie, Can You Dig It Sucka |
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| 3:05 |
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Whoa! Before you get started.. I have something to say! [Chorus: Kurt Angle] I don't SUCK! I don't SUCK! I don't SUCK! I don't SUCK! I don't SUCK! I don't SUCK! I don't SUCK! I don't SUCK! [Verse One: Kurt Angle] I know one look, is depressing to see Cause you know, you can't be better than me Start at the bottom, and long for the top I'll always be here, to make your dream stop I've got it all, from head to toe Looks, brains, class - you'll never know Second place, is the best you'll ever do Be happy with that before I do worse to you! [Chorus] [Verse Two: Kurt Angle] Envious eyes, just stare at my gold My life is on fire, and you're ice cold What could you do, that would EVER scare me? All of you out there - I'm a dog, you're a flea! [...] Anything you can do, I can do better Even when I rap, I rap more better It's like this body, when wrapped in leather Perfection - and it gets no better I rap like I wrestle, the envy of others The ONLY white rapper in tune with the brothers (Hello Johnny!) All eyes on me, and if I was you Best believe, I'd keep my eyes on me Two hundred plus pounds, of a body splendid Braggadocious, OH so ferocious, focused! History suspended, skills uncontendable Live at the top - attributes won't stop Mastered the ring and the mic alike Eloquent with words, while I move catlike Hot, OHHH I can't be stopped And now rap meets rock And it's time that you drop [Chorus] - to fade |
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| 8. |
| 3:27 |
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All alone in my bed tonight
I find myself dreaming of all the things I might Do To you, and do for me behind closed doors where nobody else will see I know when I get you alone There's gonna be trouble Just hope that I won't lose control I'll have you seeing double Fanasties and dangerous dreams All have my head spinning in a world of schemes What to do when it's up to me to Take you places you have never seen CHORUS All of my life They told me I'm wrong I thought they were right, but then you came along I finally believe, and now I can see I was right all along, and it brought you to me CHORUS |
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| 1:31 |
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| 10. |
| 4:09 |
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You just don't...you just don't know me at all!! Can you tell me what happened here? Tell me how I should feel. My life seems to be in disarray. I feel you testing me, with all your fanasties And you try and keep me down, But I won't stay...cause you don't know me I've been through all this hell before, I've seen it all and more. If you think I'm gonna fade away, then you don't know me. You think you have the upper hand, well that's not my plan. Stronger now I see that you... you just don't know me at all. You tried to manipulate, well now this is your fate. Cause piece by piece, I'm gonna tear you down. Can't hold the secret now. Find out what I'm about Did you think I'd let you have your way, well you don't know me. Your soul is screaming...who's crying now?... who's crying now? Your heart is bleeding..who's sorry now!!! |
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| 11. |
| 3:43 |
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O'lay Eddie
O'lay Chavito Looking good homes You to vito Not as good as me baby You wish esa Hey check it out homes Watch this man Look at the mamacite walking down the street Wanna ride in our lowrider (Chorus x 2) We got the latin heat For the ladies we meet We lie, we steal, we cheat When we fight, you get beat What's up ladies? It's Chavo and Eddie We came to have fun, and we're ready To get down with the mamacitas Yeah, all the foxy senoritas Come here girl, just take my hand Even if you have a man He can't do the things we can Eddie and Chavo rule this land We don't even get caught for nothing nada You know why? Because we lie We win every game we play Hey!'cause we cheat all day Everything you have, we want it Yeah, we'll steal it if you flaunt it Bring it on If you think you're bad it'll be the worst day you ever had (Chorus x 2) I'm the C to the H to the A-V-O, I'm the E double D-I-E you know We eat all you wimps like a sandwich Bilingual! You can't even speak Spanish New lowrider everyday Steal a new one, throw the old one away Just like the girls... Find'em and forget'em They wanna sit up front, but don't let'em They may be hot, but it's not worth it Put'em in the back seat, more room, that's perfect She has a boyfriend, I don't care One look at us, she wants to be here It doesn't matter what what you think you see I'm telling you dudes, don't ever trust me We have muchas mamacitas Eddie and Chavo get all the chicas |
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| 3:31 |
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I see the way you look at me You envy me and it's killing you, And you know it makes me smile when I look in the mirror Thinkin' how good it is to be king (Chorus:) And don't you wish you were me? The King of all you see Don't you wish you were me? It ain't that easy Don't think you'll ever be, Everything a man should be Cause Don't you wish you were me? Keep dreamin', you'll never be me Too soon, you'll be a memory There for all to see, just illusion And sometimes it makes me laugh when I see your reaction Knowing that I've become mighty CHORUS Inside my mind there is a freak That drives me on past all defeat You'll never have, you can't instill The power of my iron will CHORUS |
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| 1:50 |
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| 4:44 |
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This world is crazy Holdin on tight, trying hard just to keep control Dont let go But dont worry baby I'll show you tonight a way to sooth your soul C'mon baby, let's go Oh, I know your achin' baby But im gonna hold you tight Until you stop all this shakin' CHORUS: Put a little a** on it (oh, you got to listen baby) Put a little a** on it (feel the smooth baby) Put a little a** on it (like a baby, like a baby) Put a little a** on it (listen, oh listen baby) Everybody's running Running to nowhere Or just running away Losing their way But help is coming Gotta have faith In a better way A brighter day Oh, I know you're lost and searchin' But now I'm gonna show you how To stop all this hurtin' CHORUS I know the sun ain't where it's supposed to be I know your heart was broke But baby believe in me I'm gonna show you something That's gonna make it better I just need you to follow My prescription to the letter |
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| 3:18 |
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Don't you just wanna dance? Talking forever,but at least we're together. Wanting to be with you more and more. Isn't it time to go to the flo-or. (Chorus) Dance Why can't we just dance Why can't we just dance dance why can't we just dance dance dance dddance dance dance dance why can't we just daaaaaaaance Say that you want me Say that you need me Isn't it time to walk the walk a lot more action(a lot more talk) laaaate in the night feeling the sweat C'mon baby let's go (Chorus) Say that you want me(I can't wait for you no more) Say that you neeed me dance dance dance dddance dance dance dance (Chorus) (haha.I can Dance!!) |
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| 3:14 |
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Word life
This is basic thugonomics This is ba basic thugomoics Word life I'm untouchable but I'm forcin you to feel me Word life This is bas Basic thugo thugo thugonomics Word life I'm untouchable but I'm forcin you to feel me Whether fightin or spittin my discipline is unforgiven Got you backin up in a defensive position An ass kickin anthem heavyweight or bantam Holdin camps for ransom the microphone phantom Teams hit the floor this the new fight joint Like a broken needle kid you missin the point We dominate your conference offense that's no nonsense My theme song hits get your reinforcements We strike quick with hard kicks duckin ice picks Bare knuckle men through fight pits beat you lifeless Never survive this Get forget like Alzheimer's Two face rappers walk away with four shiners The raw rhymer turnin legends to old timers My incisor's like a viper bitin through your one liners New Deadman Inc and we about to make you famous Takin over Earth and still kickin in Uranus Word life This is basic thugonomics This is ba basic thugomoics Word life I'm untouchable but I'm forcin you to feel me Word life This is bas Basic thugo thugo thugonomics Word life I'm untouchable but I'm forcin you to feel me You ain't advanced enough to process potential phonetical concepts The objects are foreign like blot tests Sponsored sex a complex regardless of your finesseor your fitness it's the condition of business Your lame vision of a underground physical image underneath to undermine your whole typical image With the precision of percentages and the collision of sedatives Poetry beats and mics we untouchable like righteous sluts with no crevices Streets unite we rock right over dumber beats Yo' cats couldn't come this hot if they off in the summer heat Forget two takes kill y'all birds the first time Yo' best ain't worthy of my filler or worst rhymes I'm better than nice check the veteran stripes Leave you beside yourself with fear I kill you and bury you twice Despite the cover of night trackin' your flight Like guerilla warfare where the grass is dense Approachin me is quick way to get referred to in the past tense Dead that When the light to mic is on The crowd is dead like the intermission when you on the Titantron Word life This is basic thugonomics This is ba basic thugomoics Word life I'm untouchable but I'm forcin you to feel me Word life This is bas Basic thugo thugo thugonomics Word life I'm untouchable but I'm forcin you to feel me |
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