Bush Knocked Down The Towers

(mos def). man you hear this bullshit they be talkin. everyday man. its like these motherfuckers is just like professional liars. you know what im sayin?.

Beef & Broccoli

look, let me make something. abundantly clear for people. who are sober after activities. they feel like they gotta comment on mine.. first of all being a vegetarian should.

Black Vikings

[1st Verse : Immortal Technique]. Back like I was locked up, putting in work. Burning through books like Nazi's in a Catholic church. I'm cursed like Cain when he murdered his brother.

Burn This

This is Immortal Techinque, Harlem, New York, all over the world, and this is the martyr.. If you are listening to this, it is your responsibility, to burn this, for every single motherfucker you know!!!.

Bless The Beasts And Children

Bless the beasts and the children,. For in this world they have no voice,. They have no choice.. Bless the beasts and the children,. For the world can never be,.

Bad Like You

He knows how to make an entrance. He knows how it all goes down. He got all them wild intentions. Know how to make swayed downtown. But I'll be damned if I let him stay.

Baliw (punk Version)

Bury Your Dead(in Me)

BURY YOUR DEAD (IN ME). . WE ARE WATCHING THE PAINS PARADE. ASTRAY WE WALK-ASTRAY WE FALL FROM GRACE. MOTHER IM STILL HERE. FATHER IM STEELE. BURY YOUR DEAD IN ME.

Borderline

Scenes of old and rainy days. Voices in my head. . I wish I could avoid the maze. Still I sit here and wait. . Until the day she'll come. . Burn the borderline.

Blast

Stay one more night. One more empty night. Where the time stands still. . Next to my heart. See where all this starts. Redefine the means. . Days and nights I'm falling.

Best Shot

When you're on your own and you feel lost. When your heart's a mess though you've given your best. . I'll be here giving it my best shot baby your loves got more then I need.

Beautiful Lies

Beautiful lies. Cover my eyes with your hands. Just pretend we're better. Turn out the light. There are no more surprises to come. Let's be numb together.

Bringing In The Sheaves

Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness,. Sowing in the noontide and the dewy eve;. Waiting for the harvest, and the time of reaping,. We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves..

Bright Light Sky

Broke My Wrist

Boomin'

Bruce's Philosophers Song

Immanuel Kant was a real pissant. Who was very rarely stable. Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar. Who could think you under the table. . David Hume could out-consume.

Brian Song [alternate Version]

Brian. The babe they called 'Brian',. He grew, grew, grew, and grew. Grew up to be, grew up to be. A boy called 'Brian',. . A boy called 'Brian'.. He had arms, and legs, and hands, and feet,.

Brian Song

Brian. The babe they called 'Brian',. He grew, grew, grew, and grew. Grew up to be, grew up to be. A boy called 'Brian',. . A boy called 'Brian'.. He had arms, and legs, and hands, and feet,.

Brian Song (continued)

Brian. The babe they called 'Brian',. He grew, grew, grew, and grew. Grew up to be, grew up to be. A boy called 'Brian',. . A boy called 'Brian'.. He had arms, and legs, and hands, and feet,.