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Five Finger Death Punch – Living the Dream Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Captain America, are you off to fight the bad guys? Hey, Mr. It seems the path we’re on was paved with blood and sorrow
No thought about tomorrow
Just part of the machine or so it seems
Yeah, so it seems
We’re all living the dream
We’re all living the dream
[Verse 3]
Hey there, Your Majesty, is there anyone above you? Universe, can you lift us up above this? ‘Cause I’m just Iron Man, I’m a ghost within a shell
[Pre-Chorus]
Take a look around
Just look around
[Chorus]
They say the road to Hell is paved with good intentions
Why did they never mention what’s real and in between? It seems the path we’re on was paved with blood and sorrow
No thought about tomorrow
Just part of the machine, so it seems
Yeah, so it seems
We’re all living the dream
[Outro]
We’re all living the dream
We’re all living the dream Hey, mighty Superman, can you save us from ourselves? It must be lonely when you’re up there looking down
Hey, Lady Amnesty, there’s no one that can judge you
We’re all just broken toys beneath your crooked crown
[Pre-Chorus]
Take a look around
Just look around
[Chorus]
They say the road to Hell is paved with good intentions
Why did they never mention what’s real and in between? It seems the path we’re on was paved with blood and sorrow
No thought about tomorrow
Just part of the machine or so it seems
Yeah, so it seems
We’re all living the dream
[Instrumental Break]
[Pre-Chorus]
Take a look around
Just look around
[Chorus]
They say the road to Hell is paved with good intentions
Why did they never mention what’s real and in between?

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Black Sabbath – Iron Man lyrics

I am Iron Man!
Has he lost his mind?
Can he see or is he blind?
Can he walk at all

Or if he moves will he fall?
Is he alive or dead?
Has he thoughts within his head
We’ll just pass him there
Why should we even care?

He was turned to steel
In the great magnetic field
When he travelled time
For the future of mankind

Nobody wants him
He just stares at the world
Planning his vengeance
That he will soon unfold

Now the time is here
For Iron Man to spread fear
Vengeance from the grave
Kills the people he once saved

Nobody wants him
They just turn their heads
Nobody helps him
Now he has his revenge

Heavy boots of lead
Fills his victims full of dread
Running as fast as they can
Iron Man lives again! kyle d

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Eminem – On Fire

[Intro]
You know, critics, man
Critics never got nothing nice to say, man
You know the one thing I notice about critics, man
Is critics never ask me how my day went
Well I’mma tell ’em

[Verse 1]
Yesterday my dog died
I hog tied a ho
Tied her in a bow
Said "Next time you blog, try to spit a flow"
You wanna criticize, dog? Try a little mo’
I’m so tired of this I could blow
Fire in the hole
I’m fired up
So fire up the lighter and the dro
Better hold on a little tighter, here I go
Flows tighter
Hot headed as Ghost Rider
Cold hearted as Spiderman throwing a spider in the snow
So you better get lower
Than Florida
Inside of a lowrider
With no tires, in a hole
Why am I like this? Why is winter cold
Why is it when I talk I’m so biased to the hoes
Listen dog
Christmas is off
This is as soft as it gets
This isn’t golf
This is a blistering assault
Those are your wounds, this is the salt
So get lost
Shit, dissing me is just like pissing off
The Wizard of Oz
Wrap a lizard in gauze
Beat you in the jaws with it
Grab the scissors and saws
And cut out your livers, gizzards, and balls
Throw you in the middle of the ocean
In a blizzard with Jaws
So sip piss like sizzurp through a straw
Then describe how it tasted like dessert to us all
Got the gall
To make Chris piss in his drawers
Tickle him, go to his grave
Skip him, and visit his dog

[Hook]
(You’re on fire)
Thats how you know you’re on a roll
Cause when you’re hot its like you’re burning up
Everyone else’s cold
(You’re on fire)
Man, I’m so fucking sick
I got ambulances pulling me over and shit
(You’re on fire)
You need to stop, drop, and roll
Cause when you say the shit to get
The whole Hip Hop shop to blow
(You’re on fire, you’re on fire)

[Verse 2]
I just put a bullshit hook
In between two long-ass verses
If you mistook this for a song, look
This ain’t a song, it’s a warning to Brooke
Hogan and David Cook
That the crook just took over, so book
Run as fast as you can
Stop writing and kill it
I’m lightning in a skillet
You’re a fucking flash in the pan
I pop up, you bitches scatter like hot grease splashing a fan
Mr. Mathers is the man
Yeah, I’m pissed
But I would rather take this energy and stash it in a can
Come back and whip your ass with it again
Saliva’s like sulfuric acid in your hand
It’ll eat through anything, metal, the ass of Iron Man
Turn him into plastic
So for you to think that you could stand a fucking chance
Is asinine
Yeah, ask Denaun, man
Hit a blind man
With a coloring book
And told him color inside the lines
Or get hit with a flying crayon
Fuck it, I ain’t playing
Pull up in a van
And hop out at a homeless man
Holding a sign saying
"Vietnam vet", I’m out my fucking mind man
Kick over the can
Beat his ass, and leave him 9 grand
So if I seem a little mean to you
This ain’t savage
You ain’t never seen a brute
You want to get graphic
We can go the scenic route
You couldn’t make a bulimic puke
On a piece of fucking corn and peanut poop
Saying you sick
Quit playing, you prick
Don’t nobody care
And why the fuck am I yelling at air
I ain’t even talking to no one
‘Cause ain’t nobody there
Nobody will fucking test me
‘Cause these hoes won’t even dare
I’m wasting punchlines, but I got so many to spare
I just thought of another one that might go here
Naw, don’t waste it
Save it, psycho, yeah
Plus you got to rewrite those lines
That you said about Michael’s hair
(Woops)

[Hook]
(You’re on fire)
Thats how ya know you’re on a roll
Cause when you’re hot its like you’re burnin up
Everyone else’s cold
(You’re on fire)
Man, I’m so hot
My motherfucking firetruck’s on fire, homie
(You’re on fire)
Ya need to stop drop and roll
‘Cause when you say the shit to get
The whole hip hop shop to blow
You’re on fire
You’re on fire
You’re on fire

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Adrian Younge & Ali Shaheed Muhammad – Bulletproof Love (feat. Method Man) letras

[Intro: Method Man]
Yo, Sway, man. I can’t even describe it, man. The situation was crazy, bruh. If I was a gorilla I would say it was bananas, B. For real, the man just- he just took over the whole situation, god. Listen –

[Verse: Method Man]
Man, it is what it is
Can’t understand a man if you ain’t lived what he lived
Roaches in the crib, ain’t got no food up in the fridge
Plus the crime running rampant and it’s screwing up the kids
Sway, admit, what kind of paradise is this?
I just want my 40 acres and some carats on the wrist
But these snakes is trying to gather in the pit
When you get a cottonmouth, plucking ashes off the clip
Off the rip, now a challenger exists
And he bulletproof, shoot, what kind of caliber is this?
Got thugs in the store with the barrel on your lips
Saying, “empty out the drawer” before he pound you with the grip
Lord, who to call when no one obeys the law
And there ain’t no Iron Man that can come and save us all?
Power to the people and Luke Cage the cause
And the cops got it wrong, we don’t think Cage involved
Look, dog, a hero, never had one
Already took Malcolm and Martin, this is the last one
I beg your pardon, somebody pulling a fast one
Now we got a hero for hire and he a black one
And bullet-hole hoodies is the fashion
We in Harlem’s Paradise, tell the Captain
That I’m about to trade the mic for a Magnum
Give up my life for Trayvon to have one
[Hook: Method Man]
Yeah, ’cause this is bulletproof love
And you already know what a bulletproof does
So you can take it from a bulletproof thug
The hood got his back, dog, bulletproof love
The blood thicker than mud
And who am I to judge if you get a gun in the club?
‘Cause you already know what a bulletproof does
When the hood got your back, dog, bulletproof love

[Outro: Method Man]
Yeah, shoutout to Pop. RIP, my brother. The streets is crazy nowadays. People say we don’t need another hero, but now we got one whether you like it or not. Luke Cage, please believe it, sir. The streets got your back. You already bulletproof love, baby