• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Du Willst - Kool Savas
• TheLast - Replacements
• Telecide - Tubes
• Telecide - The Tubes
• The Lust - Crest Of Darkness
• The List - Blind Stare
• The Last - Funker Vogt
• The List - Thea Gilmore
• The Illest - Far East Movement
• The Last - Breaking Pangaea
• The Last - Bella Morte
• Die Last - E-craft
• The Holy City - Religious Music

Du willst flown aber weißt nicht wie sieh bitch ich bin ice-bam-beat
Komm her seh zu wie ich dich fick du versuchts's flown aber da kommst du
zu nichts bitch
Yeah! Du willst auch ein rapper sein ho, besser denk bevor du Lyrics schreibst
Ich rippe mics du bist nicht ansatzweise tight
Mit deinem biter image bitches fronten innig und behaupten
Battle lyrics sind kein Grund um ein HipHop Album zu kaufen
Mein flow ist gefährlich nigga besser du bist ehrlich
Geh ans Micro und sag ich und meine Crew sind scheiße
Ehrlich wer sich als FRECHDACHS betitelt meint im Grunde NENN MICH NIETE
Eure Kindercrew will rappen ich les euch hos die Leviten
Deine Crew is weak und hat rap nix zu bieten ich rap bis zum sieg und Perforiere
dich auf halber energie bitch
Euer Busta Rhymes gefakter Flow macht keinen Sinn
du willst batteln aber dieses battle kannst du nicht gewinnen
S der Überking ihr seit keine Gegner sondern Luft
Stepp ans Micro bitch und ich fick deine Homies wie im Puff
Du hast keine Lust auf battleflows und ich hab kein intresse an
Euerm 40 Liter ficken jetzt die Teenie Presse
Sieh wie ich pint in Labels presse und bitches zerfleische
Ich setz meine Leiste ein und bringe hos somit zum beichten
Du willst auf Rap scheißen und mich fronten
aktivier dein sogenanntes Hirn und vergiss dein ich seh HipHop als ganzes
Sieh es is Müll solang es nicht ganz is
Ihr wollt jetzt auf einmal featuren ihr könnt gerne mal featuren wielang mein
schwanz is
Du willst flown aber weißt nicht wie sieh bitch ich bin ice-bam-beat
Komm her seh zu wie ich dich fick du versuchts's flown aber da kommst du
zu nichts bitch

Does it hurt to fall in love so easy
Does it hurt to fall in love so fast
Does it hurt you to find out
Thirty-second hand
Is it such a big task
Such a big task
Are you too proud to ask
Remember last one was your last
It's too early to run to momma
It's too late to run like hell
I guess I would tell ya
'Cause it don't work to ask
That this one be your last
And this one child is killing you
This one's your last chance
To make this last one really the last
Oh are you too proud to ask
Is it such a big task
Remember last one was your last
The next one's always
Gonna last for always
The next one's always on me
Would it help to fall in love a little slower
I know it hurts at any speed
So you have another drink
And get down on your knees
You been swearing to God
Now maybe if you'd ask
That this one be your last
'Cause this one child is killing you
This one's your last chance
To make this last one really the last
Gonna last for always

Listen boys and girls
About the other world
It's just a day job
Night job
Odd job
Nose job
Hand job
Blow job
Rack job
Snow job
Boring 9-to-5 job
Rather have a knob job
Things get too inertial
No time for commercials
I'd rather be a clone
I guess I'm going home
To visit Kojak
Gong Show
Happy Days
Adam-12
Edge Of Night
Love Of Life
Merv and Mike
Good Times
Make A Deal
Charlie's Angels
Family Feud
Feeling so much thinner
I need a TV dinner
I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take it anymore
TV suicide
TV suicide
What a lovely way to die
It's a television suicide
Please stand by
We're coming to you live
'Cause we got news
Hot news
Flash news
Trash news
Funny news
Stupid news
Comprehensive overviews
Eyewitness TV news
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This one is so juicy
We're pre-empting Lucy
Coming down the street
The sound of running feet
He's at the front door
Back door
Side door
Cellar door
First floor
Second floor
Third floor
Bedroom door
Throws himself across the floor
Turns it on to Channel 4
Stay tuned to this channel
For our all-star panel
I used to know him
He seemed like a regular guy
TV suicide
TV suicide
What a lovely way to die
It's another case of telecide
TV suicide
TV suicide
What a lovely way to die

Listen boys and girls
About the other world
It's just a day job
Night job
Odd job
Nose job
Hand job
Blow job
Rack job
Snow job
Boring 9-to-5 job
Rather have a knob job
Things get too inertial
No time for commercials
I'd rather be a clone
I guess I'm going home
To visit Kojak
Gong Show
Happy Days
Adam-12
Edge Of Night
Love Of Life
Merv and Mike
Good Times
Make A Deal
Charlie's Angels
Family Feud
Feeling so much thinner
I need a TV dinner
I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take it anymore
TV suicide
TV suicide
What a lovely way to die
It's a television suicide
Please stand by
We're coming to you live
'Cause we got news
Hot news
Flash news
Trash news
Funny news
Stupid news
Comprehensive overviews
Eyewitness TV news
Brought to you by Gucci shoes
This one is so juicy
We're pre-empting Lucy
Coming down the street
The sound of running feet
He's at the front door
Back door
Side door
Cellar door
First floor
Second floor
Third floor
Bedroom door
Throws himself across the floor
Turns it on to Channel 4
Stay tuned to this channel
For our all-star panel
I used to know him
He seemed like a regular guy
TV suicide
TV suicide
What a lovely way to die
It's another case of telecide
TV suicide
TV suicide
What a lovely way to die
It's a television suicide

It is growing;
- a tremendous lust.
It is growing;
- instincts stronger than
life itself.
Give me strenght! I need…
Flesh and Blood!
I am dying,
but I will be born again.
I am dying,
but I am blessed
with the darkest gift.
Like a flash in my brain..
I’m feeding on your blood!
All I need
is to be given life
from the source where
it all started.
Like a flash in my brain…
I can only see…
Flesh and Blood!
Give me…
Eternal life!
Whatever I eat
becomes a part of me.
Whatever I eat
becomes a reality in
my world of dreams
Give me strenght! I need…
Flesh and Blood!
Give me...
Eternal life!
It is growing;
- a tremendous lust.
It is growing;
- instincts stronger than

Listen!
At the frail glass halls of his mind
Remove the blindfold!
The statues and the banners began to collapse
So, what options you were given?
Pain was the number one on that list
You, had to to tear down the walls and barriers
To keep your sanity and freedom
[Chorus]
You did not feel hatred anymore
Everything felt good and right
Like you had wiped out an error
That caused this world to rot
But again you realize - Nothing did change
Too much unspoken, statues are falling
You cannot change the mind
Of the sheep flock called humanity
It was all in vein
Her fingers run through my hair
All her lies run through my mind
Razor blades on her finger tips
Rend on my skin
Pain was the number one on that list
9. Suffering
8. Fear
7. Death
6. Hate
5. Insanity
4. Deceit
3. Torment
2. Rage

see it emerge from the ocean depths
its dull black eyes staring into yours
without fear it confronts you
as it did before the dawn of man
overpopulation is a threat to mankind
they always depended on the same food
some may call it controlled resources
just another phrase for extinction
deep in the forest they are still alive
a tribe as old as mankind
isolation has kept them alive
never heard of any disease
high tech gives us some control
revealing even the latest secret
we can't step back we've gone too far
is much to late for revelation
chorus:
the last will not know that he is the last
only we will mourn his loss
his massive dead body cut into pieces

He was a clubland caller, he was younger than he felt
Settled like a moth down in the east-end neon belt
Well he used to be a believer, ‘til the city got its grip
Now if there's any holiness left, well he can't remember it
He can't remember it
She was a high-rise butterfly, crashed in ‘92
Into some veiled little suburb that they bulldozed through
Where the little fat angels guard the harvest like they should
Well its downtown now but it used to be the woods
It used to be the woods
And, oh its a lonely little town
And oh, its a lonely little tune
And if my name is on that list I guess I'll see you soon
First he heard her voice and then he saw her face
She shone just like a crucifix, an instrument of grace
And they got on like children, they got a hotel room
They got a new religion, a needle and a spoon
A needle and a spoon
And they gave thanks to the heavens, but the devil held their hands
And they walked that great divide between Disciples and partisans
And the brown and the Bible, they were never quite enough
But the life that grew inside her, well that felt a bit like love
Felt a bit like love
And oh, its a lonely little town
And oh, its a lonely little tune
And if my name is on that list I guess I'll see you soon
And if my name is on that list I guess I'll see you soon
The seasons are a metronome, the rhythm and the wild
The winter took his heart away, the spring it took her child
And the honeyed breath of summer is sweet and overgrown
But its always autumn sings “its not too late to find your way back home”
To find your way back home
And a bell sometimes reminds them, or the singing in the wind
The striking of a match, the smell of Paraffin
And some folks are drawn to the flames, and some just want to hide
But the lonely are the prettiest of all, they burn from the inside
They burn from the inside

We be the illest...
We be the illest in here...
I know you feel us...
We be the illest in here...
Illest in here...
We so motherfuckin' ill...
We so motherfuckin' ill...
Ill, motherfucker, ill...
We so motherfuckin' ill...
Illin' out from LA – I be illin' out all the way
Got an email from my K-Town chick that wanna hook up and blaze
I've got OG canna, girl, one puff'll put you in your grave
Got three pills and four Jimmy hats 'cause we don't Kid ‘n Play
Hop out, yo, guess who's gettin' drunk?
No motherfuckers can out-drink us
If you're tipping that heat, don't get drowned
So cold, polar bears on my nuts
Y'all know just who we be
I hold it down for the East
‘Cause I keeps it pimpin', Peter Griffin
Yellow tinted on zebras
Dripping on your couches
Dripping on your couches
Sippin' Tanqueray with orange, mane, we on that Tropicana
I'm dripping on your couches from the Hills to public housing
If you're feelin' ill, then damn, you ill
Be the illest on the thousand
We be the illest...
We be the illest in here...
I know you feel us...
We be the illest in here...
Illest in here...
Illest...
We be the illest in here...
I know you feel us...
We be the illest in here...
Illest in here...
We so motherfuckin' ill...
Nice chain... what a nice night
My ice bright, I play the wall like a night light
Tangerine, tambourine from the West Wing
The best thing about my new Versace bed springs
I'm in the building, more gold than Rumpelstiltskin
Aw shit, look who it is, the white Russell Simmons
JODY HiGHROLLER – Far East Movement
We so ill, I think I need some Codeine fluid
“I” is for the way these bitches love how I bang
And double “L” is for the way I blow the smoke in your face
We roll on Es and we be easy – rollin' that bank

There is something greater,
There is something worse and it is so real.
I woke up from a dream.
I know I'm in the right place.
Why are you not here? Why?
All my life, I wondered where you were.
Still hold on to that chance you gave me.
Didn't know it'd be the last.
Cause there is something greater,
There is something worse and it is so real.
Say it's not a dream, though it's not the right place.
You should still be here.
All my life, I wondered where you were.
Still hold on to that chance you gave me.
Didn't know it'd be the last.
Take apart the words.
Still with me tonight, still believe today.
I was the one.
Take apart the words.
Still with me tonight, still believe today.
Though we can't lie to ourselves, we can pretend.
Though I pray you won't forget, there's no way...
There's no way... there's no way ... no way!
All my life, I wondered where you were.
Still hold on, still hold on ...
Didn't know it'd be the last.
Didn't know it'd be the last.

The reason finds the aching sky
And torment learns it's name
Fading dreams awash with fear
Of a prophecy that lives
Will you be there at my side
With farewell held to our hearts?
For so little can be said
As the end has found it's time
The nights seem far away
And I fall into the midst of our dying day
Fear
The screams are heard against the sighs
As a blade against the skin
Empires fail to face the truth
As a world is left with time
To the dreams of what was shared
Throughout the evenings warmest winds
Our lives shall stand among the ruin

Die Last
Welcome you up there above,
You've travelled long through space,
But you will be dissapointed
With us the human race
Welcome you up there above,
On our planet, that you respect.
But the poisonous air down here
Is not what you expect
The genes in the embryo,
they are a second me
Look into my face, a cripple,
is there for all to see
The air here upon our earth,
Toxic clean and sulphur hot,
Our poor groans are full of passion,

Last night I lay a-sleeping
There came a dream so fair,
I stood in old Jerusalem
Beside the temple there.
I heard the children singing,
And ever as they sang,
Me thought the voice of angels
From heaven in answer rang.
Jerusalem! Jerusalem!
Lift up your gates and sing,
Hosanna in the highest!
Hosanna to your King!
And then me thought my dream was changed,
The streets no longer rang,
Hushed were the glad Hosannas
The little children sang.
The sun grew dark with mystery,
The morn was cold and chill,
As the shadow of a cross arose
Upon a lonely hill.
Jerusalem! Jerusalem!
Hark! How the angels sing,
Hosanna in the highest!
Hosanna to your King!
And once again the scene was changed;
New earth there seemed to be;
I saw the Holy City
Beside the tideless sea.
The light of God was on its streets,
The gates were open wide,
And all who would might enter,
And no one was denied.
No need of moon or stars by night,
Or sun to shine by day;
It was the new Jerusalem
That would not pass away.
Jerusalem! Jerusalem!
Sing for the night is o'er!
Hosanna in the highest!