Where's The Beer .......... Stone Cold Steve Austin

We've Had Enough .......... Dudley Boyz

I Just Want You .......... Trish Stratus

Crossing Borders .......... Rey Mysterio

Did You Feel It? .......... Stone Cold Steve Austin

Can You Dig It? .......... Booker T

I Don't Suck (Really) .......... Kurt Angle

When I Get You Alone .......... LIta

You Changed The Lyrics .......... Stone Cold Steve Austin

You Just Don't Know Me At All .......... Lillian Garcia

We Lie, We Cheat, We Steal .......... Eddie Guerrero

Don't You Wish You Were Me? .......... Chris Jericho

Drink Your Beer .......... Stone Cone Steve Austin

Put A Little Ass on It .......... Rikishi

Why Can't We Just Dance .......... Stacy Keibler

Basic Thugonomics .......... John Cena

Don't That Taste Good .......... Stone Cold Steve Austin

Jim: Hey Steve, Welcome to the studio. Glad you to be here today.

Stone Cold: Yeah, I'm glad to be here. Got everything ready right?

Jim: I got everything ready, just like we spoke on the phone.

Stone Cold: Uh, Where..

Jim: Just like you told me.

Stone Cold: Where's the beer?

Jim: Um.. *sigh* You didn't mention beer.

Stone Cold: I specifically mentioned beer, how you expect me to record a record without no beer?

Jim: Sorry, sorry my mistake I'll get some beer?

Stone Cold: It have happened to anybody ok? Maybe I shouldn't be so hard on you it's kind of early in the morning.

Jim: It's 3 o'clock in the afternoon Steve.

Stone Cold: What are you saying?

Jim: I, no it's just. Hey, lets listen to the track I think you're going to be happy.

Stone Cold: Good, I been looking forward to it. Hard n' Heavy right?

Jim: Hard n' Heavy, but a... you know a kinda going for a sensative side of Steve Austin... and just take a
listen see what you think.

Stone Cold: Sensative side?

Jim: Well just take a listen.

Stone Cold: Alright I'll take a listen, but but I told you Hard n' Heavy.

Jim: It's really Hard n' Heavy.

Stone Cold: Ok, good.

*Jim plays a sample of the beat for Stone Colds song*

*Stops the sample*

Jim: What you think? Good aye?

Stone Cold: Good? Your kidding me right?

Jim: No?

Stone Cold: Man I told you Hard n' Heavy I told you Rock n' Roll!

Jim: Well Steve, that was..

Stone Cold: That wasn't Rock n' Roll!

Jim: It's just another look at Stone Cold Steve Austin.

Stone Cold: Hmmm??

Jim: Broaden broaden broaden your character you know?

*In a cocky smart ass voice*

Stone Cold: Yes yes yes a different look at Stone Cold Steve Aus.. I'm not looking for a different look at Stone
Cold steve Austin!

Jim: ...

Stone Cold: I told you what I wanted!

Jim: Ok...

Stone Cold: That's not what I wanted, clearly that's not what I wanted!

Jim: Sorry...what would make it more to your liking?

Stone Cold: You want me to show you something?

Jim: Yeah, why don't you...

Stone Cold: Which guitar can I use?

Jim: The 6 string Acoustic Guitar over there laying right next to you on the guitar stand.

Stone Cold: Jim, an Acoustic Guitar has no place on this track!

Jim: Well, well you know if you play... it hard, sometimes it amazing the depth you can get playing the Acoustic.

Stone Cold: So now your going to tell me Stone Cold Steve Austin how to play the Acoustic Guitar, and if I play
it harder, if I twang the strings harder, that's going to make it sound more Rock n' Roll, more violent!?

Jim: Yeah... Why don't you just pick up the guitar and see what you think.

Stone Cold: Ok, let me pick up the Acoustic Guitar and we'll see what happens.

*The sound of Stone Cold violently picking up the guitar, setting it down and crushing his boot through the
guitar.*

Stone Cold: Ha Ha Ha!
(laughing while he speaks)
Did you see, did you see the way my foot ran right through the strings and crashed in right through it all.

Jim: Yeeaah, I did... yeah I saw that.

Stone Cold: (continues to laugh while he speaks)
I'm sorry but, it's jus so funny!!
(gets serious)
Hey, look at it this way Jim, it was an antique now you can go out and buy you a new one. Why you sit here and
play this old pile of shit, when you can go buy you a brand new one.

Jim: That's a good point.

Stone Cold: Charge it to Vince. Ha ha HA!

[Thanks to Adam_thegame@hotmail.com for lyrics]

We've had enough of the What chu coulda, what you woulda
What you shoulda done Was to avoid the unbeatable dodge the undefeatable two We've Had enough

And we're prepared for war, prpared for the toe to toe so let's go
Prepared for the head to head, nuff said
We about to put these little punks to bed
One slap, kick a**, b*tch slap, four These punk a**es ain't ready for war
These little b*tches ain't ready to rise And it's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Lights out, one tag, two tag, kaboom
Let 'em feel the paint, don't count 'em out too soon
Let 'em hit the mat, then pick 'em up on 2, Suffer, pain, hurt, you're through
Over, done, bodycount tally
Last call, move on, 3D finnale
Told you all we come to settle the score
The talkin ends now, it's time for war

We had enough best say no more
Come here to settle the score, so let's go
Tonight all debts will be paid in full
All debts collected, all wrongs corrected
It's been enough talk, there's been enough threats
About which 2 man team is the best
So listen now, see us here now,
Don't care who you are, y'all goin' down
I'm fed up to here, don't doubt the will
I'm gonn ado the job, gonna go for the kill
Drive to survivee. Best to say good bye
Hardcore rules apply
So come on, come on, come on, do ya hear us?
Come on, come on, come on, are you with us?
Hands in the air if you feel us, come on
Hands in the air if you feel us, come on

Catch me, any part of town, bling to the navel
Honeys got their eyes on the cable
I step like, I walk like I don't care
I might screw face, your whole place, I have no fear
I live amongst wolves, set up shop in their den
I'll never lose my jewels, and have to cop it again
They don't know what the hell I've seen,
Never been where I've been
They'll never try me again

Louder than f***, and twice as tough
Like New York City, we ain't never giving up.
A God given package, ask all the women
Hard like steel, tougher than denim
There'sno limit to how I live it
No amount of presure can test my will
We;re here to clean house, king of the hill

All the other wrestlers think they can be like us
Tryin' to take us down with just 1 punch
Now they wonder why me and Bubba blow 'em out
Next time, close your mouth
Now you're lookin' like new jack, all
flabby and sick
Tryin' to play your hate on our sh**
we've had enough

[Thanks to supahdancah@msn.com for lyrics]

Make up your mind, don't you want me
Like I, want to feel that, touch
that haunts me every night
It felt so right

I just want you, there's no denying
I just want you, there's no hiding,
I just want you Do you want me?

So far away, another night alone
Another day, another telephone call home
But one day, I'm gonna find a way to
Make you stay, in my arms 'till everafter comes
You are the one

I just want you, I just want you,
I just want you Do you want me?

Got a feelin' that it's time to make a change
Got a feelin' that things can't stay the same
I feel my heart losing control

[Thanks to supahdancah@msn.com for lyrics]

Life is hard man la vida es dura
Gotta believe in yourself sin duda
No es chiste, es mi cultura
Si yo puedo con alma pura
Rey Misterio con mensaje serio
De su television straight to your stereo
Cada persona tiene suenos in order to
Move ahead you gotta cross the border
They must have thought I was just a little mocoso
And like a clown they call me pavoso
Mira, yo soy misterioso
Un Mexicano con talento rabioso
Puedo hacer cosas you can't believe
Tu no sabes what I have up my sleeve
De verdad yo se los disenos
Para realizar mis suenos
Tengo la cualidad de oro
Y muevo con la fuerza de toro
De la costa oeste con poder de mente
Represento San Diego y Tijuana de frente

I was born in Califas soy Americano
Pero mi vida es cien porciento Mexicano
I remember my school days back in San Diego
When I told them my dreams me dijeron que no puedo
I had to believe crei en mi mismo
To cross all kinds of borders estaba listo
They would say "hey Rey" tu eres pequeno
(Ellos pensaron que yo era muy pequeno)
But I knew I could do it porque era mi sueno
- - I love for Tijuana for San Diego
Pero, I had to go say hasta luego
To show my skill a mi gente mi raza
Nowadays everybody knows my name que pasa

[Thanks to supahdancah@msn.com for lyrics]

Austin:
Who ever, in a million years, thought to put an acoustic guitar,
In a guitar stand, right here in the studio?

Jim: I dont know, I wont do that again

Austin:
Well, obviously not that guitar!
Ha Ha Ha!
Hey ya can't get all sad about this thing, that's just the way things go.
Hey, it happens in the studio all the time.
Give me that stupid electric guitar and ill show you what
I'm talkin' about.
Okay, I'm not real warm.
I havn't done my finger excercises,
Cause they've been wrapped a 12 ounce can.
But anyway, here's basically what I'm looking for.
So just...just kinda listen in and you'll see what
I'm talkin about.

(Austin plays a heavy hard rock tune)

Jim: That's....that's rough.

Austin:
Okay, and, well yeah, that's heavy, that's what I wanted,
I wanted rock n' roll, I want energy, I want agression, I want violence.
Well, let me ask you something, when i give you that guitar track,
I know you heard it, but did you feel it?
Because you feel a great musician, dont just hear em', but did you feel it?

Jim: I felt something...

Austin: Okay, well give it to me back, and...

Jim: Okay, here we go, tell me if this is what you want..

(Jim plays a more wimpy, slow guitar tune)

Austin:
Are you trying to insult my intelligence?
That ain't even close to what I just played, would try it one more time please, no no no,
I'll do it a little better, PRETTY please, would you please try it again?!

Jim: I'll really stretch the envelope this time...

Austin: Don't just stretch it, I mean push the sumb*tch! Hit It!

(Jim finally plays a tune similar to Austin's)

Austin: Now your startin' to get it! A round of applause!

[Thanks to bakuryu_2010@hotmail.com for lyrics]

You can find me center stage, center of attention
Booker T's here like Vin Diesel triple x-ing,
On the count of three, I want you all to spit it,
One, two, three Can You Dig It Sucka!

Five time's the champ, more the man,
Scuffle with me, not a good plan.
Gotta show the world a better way for the youth,
All eyes on me, Booker T's the truth.
Whatever the state, wherever you at,
Booker put it down man, simple as that.
Booker ain't hating, ain't dissin' a thing,
No more drama in my life, feel the vibe I bring.

Don't be fooled because he bruised,
Booker T the type to come speak at cha school.
Wherever you at, I talk it like I walk it,
I walk it like I live it,
If you know the words, hit it
Can You Dig It Sucka!

Since Harlem Heat, hard to beat,
WCW Champ, plus four repeats,
Wanna get down? You're gonna lay down
When you lay down, you're gonna stay down
Wanna know about my life, it's an open book
Booker made a change, just like Mase
Now Booker get respect when he come in the place

Man this ain't about guns and drugs and ill thugs
This is bout makin' it better for lil' cuz.
Can You Dig It Sucka, understand the way,
Booker so humble, in this concrete jungle
Right or wrong I rumble, till the wrong tumble,
From giants to midgets, Can you dig it?
Larger than life, but it's no movie,
I'm the true master of the spinaroonie,
Can You Dig It Sucka

[Kurt Angle]
Whoa! Before you get started..
+I+ have something to say!

[Chorus: Kurt Angle]
I don't -- SUCK! I don't -- SUCK!
I don't -- SUCK! I don't -- SUCK!
I don't -- SUCK! I don't -- SUCK!
I don't -- SUCK! I don't -- SUCK!

[Verse One: Kurt Angle]
I know one look, is depressing to see
Cause you know, you can't be better than me
Start at the bottom, and long for the top
I'll always be here, to make your dream stop
I've got it all, from head to toe
Looks, brains, class - you'll never know
Second place, is the best you'll ever do
Be happy with that before I do worse to you!

[Chorus]

[Verse Two: Kurt Angle]
Envious eyes, just stare at my gold
My life is on fire, and you're ice cold
What could you do, that would EVER scare me?
All of you out there - I'm a dog, you're a flea!
[...]
Anything you can do, I can do better
Even when I rap, I rap more better
It's like this body, when wrapped in leather
Perfection - and it gets no better
I rap like I wrestle, the envy of others
The ONLY white rapper in tune with the brothers
(Hello Johnny!) All eyes on me, and if I was you
Best believe, I'd keep my eyes on me
Two hundred plus pounds, of a body splendid
Braggadocious, OH so ferocious, focused!
History suspended, skills uncontendable
Live at the top - attributes won't stop
Mastered the ring and the mic alike
Eloquent with words, while I move catlike
Hot, OHHH I can't be stopped
And now rap meets rock
And it's time that you drop

[Chorus] - to fade

[Thanks to Junior_gregoire@Hotmail.com for lyrics]

All alone in my bed tonight
I find myself dreaming of all the things I might
Do To you, and do for me behind closed doors where nobody else will see
I know when I get you alone
There's gonna be trouble
Just hope that I won't lose control
I'll have you seeing double
Fanasties and dangerous dreams
All have my head spinning in a world of schemes
What to do when it's up to me to
Take you places you have never seen

CHORUS

All of my life They told me I'm wrong
I thought they were right, but then you came along
I finally believe, and now I can see
I was right all along, and it brought you to me

CHORUS

[Thanks to supahdancah@msn.com for lyrics]
[Thanks to jefflover4ever@msn.com for corrections]

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You just don't...you just don't know me at all!!

Can you tell me what happened here?
Tell me how I should feel.
My life seems to be in disarray.
I feel you testing me, with all your fanasties
And you try and keep me down,
But I won't stay...cause you don't know me

I've been through all this hell before,
I've seen it all and more.
If you think I'm gonna fade away, then you don't know me.
You think you have the upper hand, well that's not my plan.
Stronger now I see that you... you just don't know me at all.

You tried to manipulate, well now this is your fate.
Cause piece by piece, I'm gonna tear you down.
Can't hold the secret now. Find out what I'm about
Did you think I'd let you have your way, well you don't know me.

CHORUS

Your soul is screaming...who's crying now?...
who's crying now?
Your heart is bleeding..who's sorry now!!!

CHORUS

[Thanks to supahdancah@msn.com for lyrics]

O'lay Eddie
O'lay Chavito
Looking good homes
You to vito
Not as good as me baby
You wish esa
Hey check it out homes
Watch this man
Look at the mamacite walking down the street
Wanna ride in our lowrider
(Chorus x 2)

We got the latin heat
For the ladies we meet
We lie, we steal, we cheat
When we fight, you get beat

What's up ladies? It's Chavo and Eddie
We came to have fun, and we're ready
To get down with the mamacitas
Yeah, all the foxy senoritas
Come here girl, just take my hand
Even if you have a man
He can't do the things we can
Eddie and Chavo rule this land
We don't even get caught for nothing
nada
You know why? Because we lie
We win every game we play
Hey!'cause we cheat all day
Everything you have,
we want it
Yeah, we'll steal it
if you flaunt it
Bring it on
If you think you're bad
it'll be the worst day
you ever had

(Chorus x 2)

I'm the C to the H to the A-V-O,
I'm the E double D-I-E you know
We eat all you wimps like a sandwich
Bilingual! You can't even speak Spanish
New lowrider everyday
Steal a new one, throw the old one away
Just like the girls... Find'em and forget'em
They wanna sit up front, but don't let'em
They may be hot, but it's not worth it
Put'em in the back seat, more room, that's perfect
She has a boyfriend, I don't care
One look at us, she wants to be here
It doesn't matter what what you think you see
I'm telling you dudes, don't ever trust me
We have muchas mamacitas
Eddie and Chavo get all the chicas

[Thanks to XxX_KiDd_XxX@excite.com for lyrics]

I see the way you look at me
You envy me and it's killing you,
And you know it makes me smile when I look in the mirror
Thinkin' how good it is to be king

(Chorus:)
And don't you wish you were me?
The King of all you see
Don't you wish you were me?
It ain't that easy
Don't think you'll ever be,
Everything a man should be
Cause Don't you wish you were me?
Keep dreamin', you'll never be me

Too soon, you'll be a memory
There for all to see, just illusion
And sometimes it makes me laugh when
I see your reaction
Knowing that I've become mighty

CHORUS

Inside my mind there is a freak
That drives me on past all defeat
You'll never have, you can't instill
The power of my iron will

CHORUS

[Thanks to supahdancah@msn.com for lyrics]
[Thanks to Jim-Bev@comcast.net for corrections]

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This world is crazy
Holdin on tight, trying hard just to keep control
Dont let go
But dont worry baby
I'll show you tonight a way to sooth your soul
C'mon baby, let's go
Oh, I know your achin' baby
But im gonna hold you tight
Until you stop all this shakin'

CHORUS:
Put a little a** on it
(oh, you got to listen baby)
Put a little a** on it
(feel the smooth baby)
Put a little a** on it
(like a baby, like a baby)
Put a little a** on it
(listen, oh listen baby)

Everybody's running
Running to nowhere
Or just running away
Losing their way
But help is coming
Gotta have faith
In a better way
A brighter day
Oh, I know you're lost and searchin'
But now I'm gonna show you how
To stop all this hurtin'

CHORUS

I know the sun ain't where it's supposed to be
I know your heart was broke
But baby believe in me
I'm gonna show you something
That's gonna make it better
I just need you to follow
My prescription to the letter

[Thanks to bakuryu_2010@hotmail.com for lyrics]

Don't you just wanna dance?

Talking forever,but at least we're together.
Wanting to be with you more and more.
Isn't it time to go to the flo-or.

(Chorus)
Dance
Why can't we just dance
Why can't we just
dance dance
why can't we just
dance dance dance dddance dance dance dance
why can't we just daaaaaaaance

Say that you want me
Say that you need me
Isn't it time to walk the walk
a lot more action(a lot more talk)
laaaate in the night
feeling the sweat
C'mon baby let's go

(Chorus)

Say that you want me(I can't wait for you no more)
Say that you neeed me
dance dance dance dddance dance dance dance

(Chorus)

(haha.I can Dance!!)

[Thanks to Courtney for lyrics]

"So... you think you're untouchable?"

[Chorus: John Cena - scratched by DJ Chaos]
Word life! This is basic thugonomics
This is ba-basic thugomoics
Word life! {*scratching*}
"I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to feel me" - Esoteric
Word life! This is bas-{*scratch*}
Basic thugo-{*scratch*}-thugo-{*scratch*}-thugonomics
Word life! {*scratching*}
"I'm untouchable, but I'm forcin you to feel me" - Esoteric

[Verse One: John Cena]
Whether fightin, or spittin, my discipline is unforgiven
Got you backin up, in a defensive position
An ass-kickin anthem, heavyweight or bantam
Holdin camps for ransom, the microphone phantom
Teams hit the floor, this the new fight joint
Like a broken needle kid, you missin the point!
We dominate your conference with offense that's no nonsense
My theme song hits, get your reinforcements!
We strike quick with hard kicks, duckin ice picks
Bare-knuckle men through fight pits, beat you lifeless
Never survive this! Get forget like Alzheimer's
Two-face rappers, walk away with four shiners
The raw rhymer, turnin legends to old-timers
My incisor's like a viper, bitin through your one-liners!
New Deadman Inc. - and we about to make you famous
Takin over Earth and still kickin in Uranus!

[Chorus]

[Verse Two: Esoteric]
You ain't advanced enough to process potential phonetical concepts
The objects are foreign, like blot tests
Sponsored sex, a complex, regardless of your finesse
or your fitness, it's the condition of business
Your lame vision of a underground, physical image
You're underneath to undermine your whole, typical image
With the precision of percentages, and the collision of sedatives
Poetry, beats, and mics - we untouchable
like righteous sluts with no crevices
Streets unite, we rock right over dumber beats
Yo' cats couldn't come this hot if they {jerked} off in the summer heat
Forget two takes, kill y'all birds the first time
Yo' best {shit} ain't, worthy of my filler or worst rhymes
I'm better than nice, check the veteran stripes
Leave you beside yourself with fear, I kill you, and bury you twice
Despite the cover of night, trackin' your flight
Like guerilla warfare, where the grass is dense
Approachin me is a quick way to get referred to in the past tense
Dead that! When the light to mic is on
The crowd is dead like the intermission when you on the Titantron

[Chorus]

[Thanks to Junior_gregoire@Hotmail.com for lyrics]
[Thanks to Neomic2004@hotmail.com for corrections]

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