Playlist Need For Speed (game)

need for speed (game) - born to slow

just like seventies goofballs
he's waiting on last calls
well listen to method man
'cause if you leave on the last line
don't leave on the ground kind
born just a little too slow
just a little too slow
just a little too
oh, your lives are more than two
just a little too
oh, just a little too
'cause if ya picture the wrong kind
you'll know you'll be turnin' blind
got outta your head
bangin' tail just the wrong way
you'll know that a turnin' grey
i'm just a little too slow
oh, your lives are more than two
slow
oh, your lives are more than two
just a little too
just a little too
your lives are more than two
just a little too
oh, your your life's a born in two
just a little too slow
'cause if you leave on the last line
don't leave on the ground kind
well listen to method man
cause if you leave him callin'
you'll know you'll be fallin'
lights are bummin' low
your shot off and bum and go
lives are bummin' low
your shot off and bum and go
born just a little too

need for speed (game) - doomsday

Overseer - Doomsday

Beats! Bass!

The sound sinister
Administer ways to set the world ablaze
Tracks flamed
Untamed bass raps unchained
Overseer saw the skys turn grey
Doomsday tidal waves from the US to the UK

Back against the wall
I stand tall
Face the grim
Blow decibals way past known levels
My method of madness is this
Sadness, gladness
All emotions evoked
Thoughts provoked
Beats come cloaked and daggered
Torn and tattered
Sleep the dreams
Dreams get shattered
Witness sound transformed to matter
Bone, flesh and plasma
Bone, flesh and plasma
It's ironic

Beats! Bass!

{Refrain: x2}
Bass raps unchained
Overseer saw the skys turn grey
Doomsday tidal waves

Attack tracks rap phantasm
Kicks and snares hit
Inflict back spasms
Necks cracked detached from spines
Vertebraes and backs
I paint with language
Place my verse on canvass

Sip the spirits
Lyrics cause wayward shifts to crash like the sirens
I stalk concrete jungles and prides like lions
Standing top Mount Zion
Trying to reach heaven without dying
I'm riding sound waves like Posiden
I clutch tight the trident
Bugles blare anouncing his arrival
Overseer, overseeing
Carpe dium seize the day
Drum track echos twenty thousand leagues away
I fly Concorde cross Atlantic
Beats, bass chords cause panic
Horns forewarn the swarm
Melodies freeze planets
Hemispheres severed
Seas, trees shattered
Birds, bees scattered
Earth knocked off its axis
Forty-five degree slanted
Arcane old spells
Wizadry repells
Lock, stock two barrels and a handful of shells
Rebellions quelled
Oceans swell
Thoughts prevail
Heaven or hell

{au Refrain, x2}

need for speed (game) - in my head

It's the cruelest joke to play
I'm so high I run in place
Only a line we separate
So...

I keep on playing our favorite song
I turn it up while you're gone
It's all I've got when you're in my head
When you're in my head, so I need it

You're the only thing I've got
I can't seem to get enough
We collide for one embrace
So...

I keep on playing our favorite song
I turn it up while you're gone
It's all I've got when you're in my head
And you're in my head, so I need it

I keep on playing our favorite song
I turn it up while you're gone
It's all I've got when you're in my head
And you're in my head, so I need it

(Guitar solo)

I keep on playing our favorite song
I turn it up while you're gone
It's all I've got when you're in my head
When you're in my head, so I need it

I keep on playing our favorite song
I turn it up while you're gone
It's all I've got when you're in my head
When you're in my head, so I need it

I keep on playing our favorite song
I turn it up while you're gone
It's all I've got when you're in my head
When you're in my head, so I need it

I keep on playing our favorite song
I turn it up while you're gone
It's all I've got when you're in my head
When you're in my head, so I need it

I need it
I need it
I need it now

need for speed (game) - riders on the storm remix

Hey yo Jim man why don't, you don't you kick some of that
You know, you you know how you do it man it's a trip people
don't even believe were together right now (wow) but tell
your story you know the one I like say it for me (Ride, ride, ride)

Riders on the storm (Rider, rider, rider)
Riders on the storm (Rider, rider, rider)
Into this house we're born (Into this house we're born)
Into this world we're thrown (Into this world we're thrown)
Like a dog without a bone (Like a dog without a bone)
An actor all alone (An actor all alone)
Riders on the storm (Rider, rider, rider)

There's a killer on the road (Killer, Murder)
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday (holiday, holiday)
Let your children play (play)
If you give this man a ride
Sweet family will die (Die)
Killer on the road, yeah (Killer, Murder)

Snoop
Goin off of this off of that with the Lizard king
Bumpin in the back (wow) how bout that (yeah)
Driftin, Liften, Swiften, coastin, testaroasten
But the wheels won't stop 200 (errrr) on the highway fresh
Up off the block he's a rider, na he's a killer dresses in all black
But his hat says stealla, stealla petal to the metal I gotta go hard
Drive by and say hello hey Fred reck you my mello now let me
here what I sound like acapella (shhh) wow ride dip swish now
bring it back just like this like a dog with out his bone unlike
a G with out his chrome it's hard to imagine the homey dog in a
jag and he's checkin' for the checkered flag comin' in first never
in last cause my car to fast (zoom, zoom) I neva eva run out of
gas cause I just to clean I do it upper class so fasten your seat
belts its so hot it will even make heat melt (woo, woo) so get a bowl
and roll and ride slip through the slip and slide

Like a dog without a bone
An actor all alone
Riders on the storm
There's a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet family will die
Killer on the road, yeah

Need for speed I'm trying to take the lead hold on little homey
Before you run into the trees (watch out, watch out) I've seen thinks that
I would have never saw before hey yo Jim let'em in, let'em in open up
My back tire smokin' (errrr) the whole street and now the police wanna
Flash there lights and chase the dogg all night (woof) but I won't pull over
Nor give up cause I just don't give a @#$! (What, What, What)
yeah from the side boy where we was born and raised straight up to ride
boy (west side) continuously, (continuously) we get to an expeditiously
keep the light on east side on snoop dogg and the doors
And yeah we bout to ride on

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown (were thrown)
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out alone
Riders on the storm

Riders on the storm 4x

let's ride

need for speed (game) - the only

I'm winning, you're losing
I'm falling, your agony
Lower than Lower before
Your forgotten memory

I'm heaven, you're hell
I'm killing, you're fantasy
More and more, you follow
Your divorced reality

You're trying to take me
You're trying to make me
This is the only
Give me the only thing
I'm tired of the trying
I'm tired of the lying
The only thing I understand is what I feel

Identity, fantasy
Heresy, Killing me
Lower than lower before
This thing to feed

Hypocrite, Lunatic
Fanatic, heretic
More and more, you follow
Your divorced reality

You're trying to take me
You're trying to make me
This is the only
Give me the only thing
I'm tired of the trying
I'm tired of the lying
The only thing I understand is what I feel.

Hypocrite, lunatic, fanatic, heretic (4x)

You're trying to take me
You're trying to make me
This is the only
Give me the only thing
I'm tired of the trying
I'm tired of the lying
The only thing I understand is what I feel

You're trying to take me
You're trying to make me
This is the only
Give me the only thing
I'm tired of the trying
I'm tired of the lying
The only thing I understand is what I feel

need for speed (game) - get low

Bada dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
Bada dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
Bada dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
Bada dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum

3, 6, 9 Damn she's fine hopin
She can sock it to me 1 mo time
An' row, get low, get low, get low
Get low, get low, get low
To the window (to da window), to da wall, (to da wall)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
Till all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfucker!)
To all skeet skeet goddam (goddam)
To all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfucker!)
To all skeet skeet goddam (goddam)

Shorty crunk so fresh so clean
Can she pump that question been harassing me
In the mind this bitch is fine
I done came to the club about 50-11 times
Now can I play with yo panty line
The club owner said I need to calm down
Security guard go to sweating me now
Nigga drunk then a motherfucker threaten me now

She getting crunk in the club I mine she workin
Then I like to see the female twerking
Taking the clothes off buckey naked
Atl hoe don? t disrespect it
I pull part yo pussy like this
Cause da yin yang twins we in this b I itch
Lil jon and the east side boys wit me
And we all like to see ass and tities
Now bring yo ass over here hoe
And let me see you get low if you want this thug
Now take it to the floor (to the floor) and if yo ass
Wanta act then you can keep ya ass where you at

3, 6, 9 Damn she's fine hopin
She can sock it to me 1 mo time
An' row, get low, get low, get low
Get low, get low, get low
To the window (to da window), to da wall, (to da wall)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
Till all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfucker!)
To all skeet skeet goddam (goddam)
To all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfucker!)
To all skeet skeet goddam (goddam)

Let me see you get low you scared you scared
Drop dat ass to the floor you scared you scared
Let me see you get low you scared you scared
Drop dat ass to the floor you scared you scared
Drop that ass yeah shake it fast ya (eh!)
Throw dat ass to the left and the right ya (eh!)
Turn dat ass (eh!) shake it fast ya (eh!)
Throw dat ass to the left and the right ya (eh!)
Now back, back, back it up (ahh!)
Back, back, back it up (ahh!)
Back, (ahh!) back, back it up (ahh!)
Back, (ahh!) back, back it up (ahh!)
Now stop (o) den wiggle wit, yeaa
Now stop (o) den wiggle wit, yeaa
Now stop (o) den wiggle wit, yeaa
Now stop (o) den wiggle wit, wiggle wit it

3, 6, 9 Damn she's fine hopin
She can sock it to me 1 mo time
An' row, get low, get low, get low
Get low, get low, get low
To the window (to da window), to da wall, (to da wall)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
Till all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfucker!)
To all skeet skeet goddam (goddam)
To all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfucker!)
To all skeet skeet goddam (goddam)

Now give me my doe back and go get ya friend
Stupid bitch standing there while I? m drinking my hen
Steady looking at me still asking questions
Times up nigga pass me another contestant
Hoe move to the left if you ain? t bout 50th
Done talk through 3 or 4 songs already
Looking at a nigga with yo palm all out
Bitch I ain? t even seen you dance
Twerk something baby work something baby
Papa pull part yo pussy on the pole do yo thang baby
Slide down dat bitch
Wit yo little bit then stop
Get back on the floor catch yo balance then drop
Now bring it back up clap yo ass like hands
I just wanna see yo ass drity dance
Ying yang we done again
And put it on the map like ann

3, 6, 9 Damn she's fine hopin
She can sock it to me 1 mo time
An' row, get low, get low, get low
Get low, get low, get low
To the window (to da window), to da wall, (to da wall)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
Till all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfucker!)
To all skeet skeet goddam (goddam)
To all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfucker!)
To all skeet skeet goddam (goddam)

Got dam (got dam) ya y'all twerking a little bit ladies
But ya got to twerk it a little harder then dat
(a little harder)
Now right now I need all the ladies
Dat know they look good tonite
(where my sexy ladies)
We want y'all to do this shit like this

Bend ova to da front touch ya toes
Back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend ova to da front touch ya toes
Back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend ova to da front touch ya toes
Back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend ova to da front touch ya toes
Back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)

3, 6, 9 Damn she's fine hopin
She can sock it to me 1 mo time
An' row, get low, get low, get low
Get low, get low, get low
To the window (to da window), to da wall, (to da wall)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
Till all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfucker!)
To all skeet skeet goddam (goddam)
To all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfucker!)
To all skeet skeet goddam (goddam)

Bada dum dum dum---dum da dum da da da dum
Bada dum dum dum---dum da dum da da da
Dum---brrmm
Bada dum dum dum---dum da dum da da da
Dum---brrmm
Bada dum dum dum---dum da dum da da da dum

need for speed (game) - nobody - skindred

My sound we come to take over
Mc's you better look over your shoulder
Yeah you know we on and on, oh well now

Nuff of them have come and them all try dog we out
Born down pill we are the roughneck scouts
Music we make for make the crowd jump up
Crowd get hyped explode and erupt
Blend up the ragga metal punk hip-hop
Unity sound killer groove non-stop
In, ah, for this place also the strong will survive
Strength and power are gon' keep them alive

My sound we come to take over
Mc's you better look over your shoulder
Yeah you know we on and on

Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive
Nobody, nobody gets out alive
Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive
Nobody, nobody gets out alive
Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive
Come follow me one and two
and sixty seven and forty three and
Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive
Nobody, nobody gets out alive
Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive
Nobody, nobody gets out alive!
Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive
Nobody, nobody gets out alive!

Some of them have come and them have try flex with this
Show them the ragga punk power, watch them head twist
Sting like a scorpion buzz like an E
Full force of fist it a'gon' drop plenty!
This is what we want and you have got to know
If you think you're hard star, come and have a go

My sound we come to take over
Mc's you better look over your shoulder
Yeah you know we on and on

Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive
Nobody, nobody gets out alive
Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive
Nobody, nobody gets out alive
Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive
Come follow me one and two
and sixty seven and forty three and
Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive
Nobody, nobody gets out alive
Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive
Nobody, nobody gets out alive!
Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive
Nobody, nobody gets out alive!

'body, nobody

need for speed (game) - i do

Intro
Chingy, track stars dirty, well I got a caprice on 24's
I got a range rover
With spinners. I got an imparler with beat let's go

Chrous (x2)
I do ride bentleys and coupes
But I don't give away all my lou
Trick four've us and a tramp - I won't (I won't)
Ride less then twenty inches I don't (I don't)

Verse 1
But I do know this may be a single
when I walk my chains on so it my jingle if
She give me brainzz on. the haters
know were my crew so famous that I can't go
No wherin tha lou you name it the mall
the gas station dem people be waiting to
See me hop in sumin hating all them duece duece
skating, runnin it like walter
Payton until u fuked it
its so blatent fuk the paper I'm savin my bank acount is
Amazin. I'm ratin my self a 20
I'm takin myself a 20 I'm doin this show for 20
Then holla at me this 20 about money
I gots ta make stack up a couple hundred
Mill then take my ass a break

Chrous (x2)
I do ride bentleys and coupes
But I don't give away all my lou
Trick four've us and a tramp - I won't (I won't)
Ride less then twenty inches I don't (I don't)

Verse 2
I gotta 75 caprice in my yard! a loui
drop top graphics man its hard! custom
Made interior dirrty its the shit ratin spins n spokes
24s on it. yep gotta tv
And steerin wheels like luda n if u run up on me
look dirrty ill shoot ya
G. I. b 1 on my customized plates slide alot
bottles don't never come fake... I'm
About to hit lillian just past clackston whippin
with a peice thats better than
Tony braxtons ain't no right no rythem in
with my few team bumps I got the 3
Amps and the woofers in my trunk yeyah
I no u money hungry hoes wanna roll with
Trick u no I ride nothin less than them dubs