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Song: I Stand Alone
Artist: Godsmack

I've told you this once before can't control me
If you try to take me down you're gonna break
I feel your having nothing that you're doing for me
I'm thinkin you are a fake, you are that way
I stand alone
Inside I stand alone

You're always hiding behind your so called goddess
So what you don't think that we can't see your face
Resurrecting back before the final fallen
I'll never rest until I can make my own way
I'm not afraid of fading
I stand alone
Feeling your sting down inside me
I'm not tired forever


I stand alone
Everything that I believe is fading
I stand alone
Inside I stand alone
Now it's my time
It's my time to dream
Dream of the sky
Make me believe that this place isn't made by the poison in me
Help me decide if my fire will burn out before you can breathe
Breathe into me
I stand alone
Inside I stand alone
Feeling your sting down inside me
I'm not tired forever
I stand alone
Everything that I believe is fading
I stand alone
Inside I stand alone
Inside I stand alone Inside

Name: Badboy
Song: Polyamorous
Album: Breaking Benjamin ( Might be wrong its on Smackdown vs Raw so it might be wrong)

The day has come to an end
The sun is over my head
My Polyamorous friend
You got me in a mass of trouble again

[ Chorus:]
So!
Just when you think your alright
I'm crawling out form the inside
I never hurt anyone
I never listen to all

They,ve come to get me again
The cloud is over my head
My Polyamorous friend
You got me in a mass of trouble again

[ Corus:]
Just stay away from the white line
I'd say your worst sides your best side
I never hurt anyone
I never listen at all

Well how do you know
Well how do you know
Well how do you know
Well how do you know

[ Corus:]
Just stay away from the white line
I'd say your worst sides your best side
I never hurt anyone
I never listen at all

Let's go

Faction: The Syndicate
Song Title: Murder Fo' Hire
Artist: Psychopathic Rydas

(Chorus)
We murderin' for money and were mob on the scene
It's black trucks bustin' shots in pursuit of the green
It's for the money kid, SHUT THE ******** UP AND GET SHOT
It's for the money kid, SHUT THE ******** UP AND GET SHOT
We don't accept checks we only murder for cash
So put the money in my hand or we'll put a round in that a**
It's for the money kid, SHUT THE ******** UP AND GET SHOT
It's for the money kid, SHUT THE ******** UP AND GET SHOT

(Full Clip)
What's hanging out of your fist grip? Cheddar?
So tell me playa, who is it that you need deaded
Cause I don't give a ******** who he is or where he stay
Or even his kid's names as long as I get paid
So how you want it? Blood soaked or dry?
As soon as paper it palm somebody fin to die
Fetty for murder just one way a Ryda live
Or I might take your skrilla and pop you b***h

(Bullet)
Hide your bullet, cause I'm out of control and I move fast
I blow the baby outta stroller for the right amount of cash
Bullet hold your wife for you, leave the money in the bag
But then I dump on you from paranoia, you the type to brag
I keep it dirtay, and stab wounds don't hurt me
Wind me up with chedda and then I bust, is how you work ******** drama, I give a ******** less about her mama
While she crying at the funeral, we in the Bahamas
I need to murder b***h!

(Chorus)
We murderin' for money and were mob on the scene
It's black trucks bustin' shots in pursuit of the green
It's for the money kid, SHUT THE ******** UP AND GET SHOT
It's for the money kid, SHUT THE ******** UP AND GET SHOT

(Sawed Off)
Come out yo' pockets hoe, I'll get you anything you need
Murder for hire indeed, come with it
I'm a one armed bandit with a sawed off that I keep on the low
It's only used for my hitman dough
Just released to the streets, another mouth you gotta feed
Homicide, employs me, man, even Rydas gotta eat
Keep it simple, duffle bag packed with the green s**t
I pitch you with the address, and watch the beef get dealt with

(Lil' Shank)
I'm fresh out the shop and sprayed with cans of paint
Doin' a buck twenty switching from lane to lane
That's when I gotta hear the call somebody wanted to hear
Somebody with no cash was talkin' some cash s**t
Now when they lay down they gunna stay down to quit
So I ain't playin' I'ma dump high clips for mad chips
In the name of profit I exterminate for the game
I charge a 100 K a shot and I got real bad aim
So get your money man

(Chorus)
We murderin' for money and were mob on the scene
It's black trucks bustin' shots in pursuit of the green
It's for the money kid, SHUT THE ******** UP AND GET SHOT
It's for the money kid, SHUT THE ******** UP AND GET SHOT
We don't accept checks we only murder for cash
So put the money in my hand or we'll put a round in that a**
It's for the money kid, SHUT THE ******** UP AND GET SHOT
It's for the money kid, SHUT THE ******** UP AND GET SHOT

(Cell Block)
Only on my two-way my number is listed
Just below cold blooded killer, no remorse for the victim
On call like a doctor I don't need no ******** scalpel
My tool is a chopper, in this b***h I've made of shrapnel
I paint the block red up and down with your blood
And rummage through your pockets to clean out all your goods
No payment is needed, yo I do this s**t for free
Your blood will be shed satisfaction guaranteed

(Converse)
For the money payer, sprayer, more green to weigh ya
My name is Converse, stay up, load the K up
Bust nine's ring your bell like wind chimes
Bought a brand new b***h, dropped with only quarters and dimes
So when we call for a murder, the super soaker inserter
Tell your mama get my money or I'm gonna have to squirt her
b***h I'm not playin' cut you like I'm DJin'
Converse will kill them all for the right price payin'

(Chorus)
We murderin' for money and were mob on the scene
It's black trucks bustin' shots in pursuit of the green
It's for the money kid, SHUT THE ******** UP AND GET SHOT
It's for the money kid, SHUT THE ******** UP AND GET SHOT
We don't accept checks we only murder for cash
So put the money in my hand or we'll put a round in that a**
It's for the money kid, SHUT THE ******** UP AND GET SHOT
It's for the money kid, SHUT THE ******** UP AND GET SHOT

Title: This Is The New s**t
Artist: MARILYN MANSON
Wrestler: Joey Terrifyin

Everything has been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name

Babble babble b***h b***h
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing along.
Babble babble b***h b***h
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing,
Are you ******** ready
For the new s**t?
Stand up and admit,
tomorrow's never coming.
This is the new s**t.
Stand up and admit.
Do we get it? No.
Do we want it? Yeah.
This is the new s**t,
Stand up and admit.
----------------------------------------------- Ends of intro music
Babble babble b***h b***h
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing along.
Everything has been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name,
Are you ******** ready
For the new s**t?
Stand up and admit,
tomorrow's never coming.
This is the new s**t.
Stand up and admit.
Do we get it? No.
Do we want it? Yeah.
This is the new s**t,
Stand up and admit.

And now it's "you know who"
I got the "you know what"
I stick it "you know where"
You know why, you don't care.
And now it's "you know who"
I got the "you know what"
I stick it "you know where"
You know why, you don't care.

Babble babble b***h b***h
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing.

Are you ******** ready
For the new s**t?
Stand up and admit,
tomorrow's never coming.
This is the new s**t.
Stand up and admit.
Do we get it? No.
Do we want it? Yeah.
This is the new s**t,
Stand up and admit.

So,
LET US ENTERTAIN YOU
LET US ENTERTAIN YOU...
Blah blah blah blah everybody sing along.

That songs taken by Rhamm..

superstar: dark harli
artist: finger 11 (( i think))
title:slow chemical

The wonder of the world is gone I know for sure
All the wonder that I want I found in her

As the hole becomes apart I strike to burn
And no flame returns

Every intuition fails to find it's way
One more table turned around I'm back again

Finding I'm a lost and found when she's not around
When she's not around I feel it coming down

Give me what I could never ask for
Connect me and you could be my chemical NOW

Give me the drug you know I'm after
Connect me and you could be my chemical

When everybody wants you (the chemical your slow)

When everybody wants you (the chemical your slow)

Slow and
Everybody wants you
So
Slow and
Everybody wants your soul

Give me what I could never ask for
connect me and you could be my chemical NOW

Give me the drug you know I'm after
Connect me and you could be the chemical

You could be the chemical
You could be the chemical
You could be the chemical
You could be the chemical