Mafia songz to date

it can never make a difference
when you question your existance
and you never ever listen
to whats going round in your head
and it gets all suspicious
big headed or ambitious
people think your too vicious
and people want you dead
sittin’ om ma bed
holdin on to ma head
goin’ over words ah never shoulda said
wanna pack ma bags
but theres nothin’ ta pack
ain’t goin no where
an ah cant come back
Sometimes I wonder whats goin on
When Your around or when your gone
don't matter how many think your wrong
This will always be your song

Radiation Generation
is falling down on me
don’t wanna see anything
just sit tranfixed watching your TV
Radiation Generation
lights are on but there’s no one home
don’t want to say anything
just talk bullshit on yer mobile phone
Radiate radiate
the new generation just can’t create
their brains are drained, the motivations gone
Radiate radiate
the new generation just can’t relate
so let’s just fuck it all with a nuclear bomb
Radiation Generation
what are you gonna do?
don’t wanna do anything
hypnotized by your CPU
Radiation Generation
head fried junkie gadget slave
00don’t care about anything
need to eat more food from yer microwave

I fucked your mother cuz there is no other better lover
I fucked your mother cuz there is no other
Possessed by evil spirits when I was just semen
They took a sonogram saw the image of a demon
My mum starts screamin, they filled me full of needles
Every medical examination showed that I was evil
Evil... Indeed
I was radiated by images from the tv screen
Filled my body full of chemicalsto get out of this dream
The devils in my idle hands like from the Evil Dead
Can't hear myself think cuz of the voices in my head
How far do you wanna push into my mind?
What the fuck do you really think you'll find?
I might be crazy but I'm not insane
What the fuck punk you don't even know my name...

Drop bombs/ Step up with my lyrical flow
The world is fucked up/ we got a common foe
America the hideous/ land of greed
Spraedin its wars like a fucking disease
Yer either with em/ or against em
If yer against em then yer fucked (x2)
Design a war/ a designer warGot me dispising/ I want a uprising
The world is cryin/ The mass advertising
The bear faced lies and apocalyptic times
And its not them dying and theres no point tryin
The world heaves a sigh and screams out...
Fuck America!
With one in yer hand/ pop two in Bush
Kill their president/ The only hope for us
Bang bang/ Clack clack
Re-write the history book
Fingers itchin on the button thats sponsored by the crooks
That rig the elections so the crooks get votes
Ya call it democracy, its a fuckin sick joke
Dem bombs dey skatter/ And lives dem shatter
It all in another country so it really doh matter (x2)Its a new world order/ a new world order
a new world order yo the freedoms over
Over fuckin priced/ you lose yer fuckin life
For the price of oil/ the blood of Christ
The world heaves a sigh and screams out...
Fuck America!
With one in yer hand/ pop two in Bush
Kill their president/ The only hope for us

When theres no more room in hell
The dead will walk the earth
Well hells been full for quite a while
Cuz the dead all live in Thirsk
Its a walk000000000000000000000000000000000000000ing fucking nightmare
Infected by slow rot
The old walk round like zombies
The rest of us smoke pot
City of the living dead/ You can't get away
Its a place to come and kill yourself
And once yer dead you'll stay
Been to the house at the edge of the park on the left
City of the living dead is the best
You put the Mafia Krew to the test
Cuz we been from the bottom to the top
This is my chance and I'm on a hot spot
Add another name to Necronomi.com
Sign the book of Thirsk and your soul be gone (xa bunch)

Don’t wanna see your face/Don’t wanna see this place
Don’t wanna wake up from this nightmare that I’m dreaming
Don’t wanna hear your voice/Don’t wanna have a choice
Don’t wanna hear ’bout the things I’m not achieving
Don’t wanna fight no more/Don’t wanna know the score
Don’t wanna be a fool by all your fucking scheming
Don’t wanna walk away/Don’t wanna have to stay
Don’t wanna wake up ’cause I know I’ll end up screaming!
I never wanted to/I never wanted you/I never wanted to be part of your bullshit
you never wanted me /you never tried to see/you never wanted to be part of my cool shit
I don’t care why can’t you see/I don’t like you
and you don’t like me
I’m gonna leave this shit I swear/so fuck you/coz I don’t care
10 years from now
we’re not gonna see…
(Slams rap bit we aint figured out yet...)
Don’t care! shut your face/Don’t care! ‘bout this place
I just wanna wake up from this nightmare that I’m dreaming
Don’t care! hear my voice/Don’t care! I’ve made my choice
I’ve had enough hearing ’bout the things I’m not achieving
Don’t care! no more/Don’t care! ‘bout the score
I’m through with being made a fool by all your fucking scheming
Don’t care! I’ll walk away/Don’t care! to what you have to say
If you don’t get out of my face I know I’ll end up screaming! Fuck you, we don’t care!

There she sat all alone, crying in her beer
Didn’t dare go over, I didn’t dare go near
Didn’t want to try to say the right things, I’d just make it worse
Couldn’t tell her it doesn’t matter, couldn’t find the words
She just cries when she gets high
She’s got too much bottled up inside
Never seen her smile, she hates the world
Too much pain for a little girl
I h0ope to god she finds her way
Hope to god she holds on for another day
Sometimes it hurts to smile
But that’s life, so I’ll cope
I thank god for my friends
and music and smoke
Alone in his room, his friends with a needle
People hate him but at least he’s not killing people
So spends his last few days, happy as an addict
Everyones got flaws and he’d be first to admit it
He just lies when he gets high
Doesn’t hate the world, he didn’t want to die
He used to come out all the time
I was his friend, he was mine
But the cards we got delt made us hate each other
He might be gone, but he’s still my brother
Sometimes it hurts to smile
But that’s life, so I’ll cope
I thank god for my friends
the music, and smoke

Up yer own arse/you think you're better than me
I don't give a fuck about your self centered mentality
The image you convey/doesn't fit into the scene
We need to get along as one/its all about unity
You always judge people by the way that they look
You find it hard to talk to them/cuz you dont give a fuck
its not about looking hard or being the best
you're actin like a posuer/ tryin to impress
Go!
(slams bit we can't remember)
Why can't you just be yourself/stop acting out this roll
bitch
People would repect you more/ stop actin like a ars0ehole (x2)
Why can't you just be yourself
There's no one left
Arsehole! (x4)
These people are just smiling/ but you will never know
Smiles are there to hide the hate/ of what they'll never show
Come across all re-invented/ wear a brand new mask
Same old face lies beneath/ you're talking out yer arse

Motivated by hatred
You ain't no friend of mine/ You've pissed me now for the last time
Of what you say and do/ That's it no more I'm through
We used to hang out all the time, You never used to bitch and whine
Now all this anger's in your head, You never listened to a word we said
I always thought you'd be my friend, Both standing strong until the end
But along the way it all went fucking wrong, Now you hate every-everyone
Motivated by hatred
You ain't no friend of mine/ You've pissed me now for the last time
Of what you say and do/ That's it no more I'm through
Your smile has turned to rust/ So now it's you I distrust
And I fall victim too/ Cause I fuckin' hate people like you
What? You want me down on my k000000000nees?
Oh, please, all your gonna get is these.
Coz I seen your face & I know you don’t like
The words that I spit when I’m on the mic
Coz I change my styles from punk to rap <00000000000000000BR>Back & a forth, and a forth & a back
Layin down roots on every track
And thats the0 way it is bitch - Yo I’m like that
Spreading my tunes like a mad disease
Growing underground like roots on trees
Bigger than Notorious B.I.G, Evil like muthafucking G.G
King of the ring in a TLC, Taking coke & ecstasy
Eveybody wants to be Tricky, Fuck that - I’m the original me...
Motivated by y’all!
Motivated by hatred
You ain't no friend of mine/ You've pissed me now for the last time
Of what you say and do/ That's it no more I'm through
Your smile has turned to rust/So now it's you I distrust
And I fall victim too/ Cause I fuckin' hate people like you!

Money grabbing, Ignorant slob
What d’ya offer with yer perfect job?
Good wage? Pension?, Work satisfaction? Bonus? Promotion?, 9–5 action?
These are promises you cannot keep
Forget them all, go back to sleep
Awake again and talk more shit
Take this job and shove it!
Fat boss, fat boss
I hate you
You need me more than I need you
Fat boss, fat boss
What yer gonna do?
When I quit my job, and I say fuck you!
(X2) Yer may be in charge of yer precious company
But yer not in charge of my life...
These four walls bind me like a prison
Serving the sentence I’ve been given
From 9–5 I serve my time
Stare out the window to the world outside
Crawl to the weekend, my ‘generous’ break
An opportunity I’m made to take
Can’t do shit, unless I’m paid
No time to spend my minimum wage
Bullshit talking, Overweight pig
What makes you think I’m gonna take this?
Shit pay, tension, No motivation
Low cash, no cash, Full of fustration
It’s people like you that make me sick
Loaded with money and you think you’re so full of it
You couldn’t care less about anyone
Now yer company’s folded and yer staff are long gone

Straight outta Thirsk a crazy fuckin band called MVN
Muthafuck I'm gonna come back again
With a sawn-off, I get called off
Squeeze the trigger and bodies are hauled off
MVN 0aint nuthin ta fuck wid/MVN aint nuthin ta fuck with
You too boy if you fuck with me
The police are gunna have to come and get me
Off your ass - thats how I'm going out
For the punk000000 mutha fuckers that be showin' out
MVN aint nuthin ta fuck wid/MVN0 aint nuthin ta fuck with
Its a shame niggas in the rap game only for the money and fame - Xtra LargeIts a shame niggas in the rap game only for the money and fame - Paparazzi
Move Bitch - Get out the way/ get out the way bitch/ get out the way
Move Bitch - Get out the way/ get out the way bitch/ get out the way
Representin all the gangstas across the world - still
hittin the corners in them lolos girl
still - takin my time to perfect the beat - and i still got love for tha street
If you down with the mafia - stick & move/ stick stick stick & move
If you down with the ninja - stick & move/ stick stick stick & move
If you mafia ninja - stick & move/ stick stick stick & move
If you spin new flesh - stick & move/ stick stick stick & move
Rollin down the street smokin endos - sippin on gin & juice - Bitch
Got my mind on my money and my money on my mind
I'm the king of Thirsk - there is none higher/Sucka MCs can call me sire
To form my kingdom you must choose fire/I won't stop rockin till I retire
A to tha mutha fuckin K homeboy/ A to tha muthafuckin K
North Yorkshire knows how to party/ North Yorkshire knows how to party
Bitch!

Great expectations, yeah, we all got ’em
Constant fustrations, we can’t stop ’em
There’s something in the way
Pile up the back log everyday
Another one on the list of things to do
Another ‘WHAT’ another ‘WHEN’ - can I say ‘FUCK YOU’
Will yer listen? Are you gonna try this time?
Gonna cross right over before you draw the line and that’s fine
Sure the choices that I’ve made have not always been right
People get hurt and fucked around, but that’s just part of life
Cuz I fucked up before and I’ll fuck up again
But I’ll pull through in time and see to the end
I know it hurt today, but it hurt more yesterday
and at the moment, things ain’t going your way
But yer gotta hang in there, and you’ll get through the pain
And things will get better, they just won’t be the same
The sun ain’t shining, and ma bitch is whining
Try to start rhyming, I’m all outta timing
It’s started raining, ma bitch is complaining
Everyday’s the same, it’s a strain on ma brain
I’m all outta cash and ma dick’s got a rash
My bike’s got a flat and I can’t score no hash
My friends are pathetic, yo bitches forget it
Yo givin’ me headache, if it rains - just let it
MOVE ON – leave those problems behind
MOVE ON – work it out in your mind
MOVE ON – put your right first
MOVE ON – working through the hurt I set my own goals (my own goals)
I live by my own standards (my own standards)
I can safely say I’m proud of who I am (who I am)
Ain’t getting ground down by those filthy bastards00000000
MOVE ON (x a whole ton)

Ah shit/ What?/ We be back again
Straight outta Thirsk we be MvN
From the Dark side of ska to the super splatter punks
Rollin rap core chronic/ servin super heavy blunts
Yo punks! I'ma spit on your grave
Like Mr Dead "I'm gonna eat your brains"
Roll up your body and smoke that shit
I aint jokin shit/ I'ma take yer bitch
I aint fakin shit/ Yer gonna fall to this
I break yer jaw to this/ Cuz you a whore to this
Cuz you aint never heard a band like this before
And we always in a mess like this for sure
Keep my heart pure/ 100 % hardcore
Four on the floor/Gore! Gore! Gore!
When I grab the mic I'ma shake yer world
Like a spear from the man that they call Goldberg!
Roll to the rock/ rock to the roll
MvN bring the devastating Mic control
Mafia Ninja! What what what what! FUCK YOU! (x2)
Round two/ Boyee/ the bell just rang
A blunt or yer girl/ Ima take them outta yer hand
Slap the shit eatin grin right off of your face
This is our yard boyee yer in the wrong place
Pass the mic to Slam before he pass it back
Yo fuck everybody that says we can't rap
This is our band bitch we do what we what
So step tha fuck back or yer gunna get fucked up
My name is BeatUp/ Spark a reef up/ and if ya feel the chills I turn the heat
It aint nuthin but a Thirsk thing baby/ gonna smoke a little weed/ get crazy
aint nuthin but a Thirsk thing baby/ gonna drink a little rum/ get crazy
1 2 3 mics to the mix
We're the krew that ya wanna ride with
Roll to the rock/ rock to the roll
MvN bring the devastating Mic control
Mafia Ninja! What what what what! FUCK YOU! (x4)