22,000 Days - Lyrics - Long Distance Voyager - Moody Blues

Title: 22,000 Days
Album: Long Distance Voyager
Artist: Moody Blues
Composer(s): Graeme Edge

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Lyric:
Even though I know it's only
Me and my dreams
That drive me so let me go please

Let me go onto tomorrow
One day at a time
Now I know the only foe is time

22,000 days, 22,000 days
It's not a lot, it's all you've got
22,000 days

22,000 nights, 22,000 nights
It's all you know, so start the show
And this time, this time, this time feel the flow, get it right

Now the time when I first saw you
Is over and gone
Then I knew my life with you would go on

Knowing you so much longer
I've change in mind, changed you
You have changed to mine

22,000 days, 22,000 days
It's not a lot, it's all you've got
22,000 days

22,000 nights, 22,000 nights
It's all you know, so start the show
And this time, this time, this time feel the flow, get it right

Everybody knows, it always shows
Wasting time's an aggravation
Got no time for confrontation

You want to take a lot
By love, by law or stealth
Time's the only real wealth you have got

Even though I know it's only
Me and my dreams
That drive me so let me go please

Let me go onto tomorrow
One day at a time
Now I know the only foe is time

22,000 days, I've got 22,000 days
It's not a lot, it's all you've got
22,000 days

You've got 22,000 nights, 22,000 nights
It's all you know, so start the show
22,000 days

22,000 days, 22,000 days
It's not a lot, it's all you've got
22,000 days

22,000 nights, 22,000 nights
It's all you know, so start the show
22,000 ways

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5 Boroughs - Lyrics - Krs One

Title: 5 Boroughs
Artist: Krs One
Composer(s): Ryan Corwin, William Broady, Cameron Giles, Jeremy A Graham, Lawrence Krsone Parker, Joseph Ward Simmons, Albert Johnson, Keith Murray, Reggie Noble, Kenyatta S Blake, Walter Reed

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Lyric:
KRS-One representing Ma 6T va Crack er, Cercle Rouge KRS-One
Droppin' on 'em like this, pick it up, pick it up
You know what time it is when KRS-One comes through
Representing all true hip hop culture, you know how we do

How can they throw you in prison now for long years
If in reality the black man doesn't belong here?
Have you forgotten how we got to this place?
Why then are all the jails predominantly the black race?

If you don't teach me my culture, I don't know who I am
I don't know the difference between my enemy and my friend
So I'm robbin' and killin' I got nothing to live for
You turn my father into a boy, my mother into a whore

Now I'm hardcore on the Ave
Watching while people that got me to walk fast
After beatin' us, rapin' us and robbin' us
400 years of that's what's inside of us

Take a look at me now I'm really your creation
A technological anti-human mutation
A mutation of a better way of life
You first pulled the knife
But to heal it will take my whole life

I fought no force on this level
I listen to bass and treble
Thinking that the white man is the devil
'Cause who could be so cruel like this?
So heartless, so senseless?

But I'm taught by the devil
To grow up and be a devil
To do the same devilish things on another level
However when I act out the mission
You turn around and throw me in prison
You a sucker

If you come from France
And you like the break dance, say, oh oh
(Oh oh)
And If you come from New York
And you like the way I talk, say, yeah
(Yeah)

You can kill a man by taking him out of his land
And putting him in a land he really doesn't understand
Then teach him to respect Greek mythology like
Pythagoras, Ptolemies, Socrates, these people are thieves
They stole us astronomy, mathematics, all tactics of biology

Even the concept of democracy stolen from the King Akhanoton
Put down the book, use your brain
If you don't know who you are you are clinically insane

The board of education can't see that
Well it deserves to get beaten and robbed by black
Give me my frame of mind back, give me my culture
But you don't understand that 'cause you a sucker

If you come from France
And you like the break dance, say, oh oh
(Oh oh)
And If you come from New York
And you like the way I talk, say, yeah
(Yeah)

I see Beauval in the house, Collinet in the house
Sarcelles in the house, Cercle Rouge in the house
KRS-One rocks the mike without a doubt
Turning parties out, you know what I am about

'Cause we will be here forever I told you
Soldier floods your mind like Noah
As you get older you've got to pay attention
At how you livin' hardcore

You ain't a kid anymore grow up
To blow up the spot you're at
Learn the skill and go to the top of that
Cercle Rouge definitely rockin' in rap
KRS-One I got your back

If you come from France
And you like the break dance, say, oh oh
(Oh oh)
And If you come from New York
And you like the way I talk, say, yeah
(Yeah)

KRS-One with the freestyle rhyme
Representing Cercle Rouge in France, all the graffiti artists
We like to break dance to the MC, yes, you know that's me
KRS-One down with the BDP

From way back you know we take it like that
Kenny P and Zizwe, Will-Dee, gods of rap
We do it like this, do it like that

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Afraid Of Sunlight - Lyrics - Marillion

Title: Afraid Of Sunlight
Artist: Marillion
Composer(s): Mark Colbert Kelly, Ian Francesko Mosley, Steve Hogarth, Pete John Trewavas, John Helmer, Steve Thomas Rothery

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Lyric:
Drive the road to your surrender
Time comes around, out of my hands
Small boats on the beach at the dead of night
Come and go before first light, first light

Leave me running in the wheel
King of the world
How do you feel
What is there to feel

And how do we now come to be
Afraid of sunlight
Tell me girl, why you and me
Were scared of sunlight

How do we now come to be
Afraid of sunlight
Tell me girl, why you and me
Were scared of sunlight

Been in pain for so long
I can't even say what hurts anymore
I will leave you alone, I will deny
I will leave you to bleed, I will leave you with your life

So how do we now come to be
Afraid of sunlight
Tell me girl, why you and me
Were scared of sunlight

All your spirit rack abuses
Come to haunt you back by day
All your byzantine excuses
Given time, give you away

So don't be surprised when daylight comes
To find that memory prick your thumbs
You'll tell them where to run to hide
I'm already dead, it's a matter of time
It's a matter of time

So how do we now come to be
Afraid of sunlight
Tell me if you're aware you an' me
Were scared of sunlight

How do we now come to be
Afraid of sunlight
Tell me if you're aware you an' me
Were scared of sunlight

How do we now come to be afraid

Dayglo Jesus on the dash
Chalk marks on the road ahead
Friendly fire in hostile waters
Keep the faith, don't lose your head

So how do we now come to be?

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Always Find The Time - Lyrics - Rhythm Of Love - Kylie Minogue

Title: Always Find The Time
Album: Rhythm Of Love
Artist: Kylie Minogue
Composer(s): Mike Stock, Peter Alan Waterman, Matthew James Aitken, Rick James

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Lyric:
You're the first thing in the morning
And the last thing at night
And I'll always hear you calling
You're always on my mind

I don't want no one but you, ooh
And I don't need a second string
I don't want a share of you, ooh
I wanna be your everything

Sunrise, as long as you'll be mine
Midnight, that would be just fine
Rain or shine, it wouldn't change my mind
I-I-I always find the time

Look around me
I can always see your face
There's a feeling that's surrounding
It's in every move you make

All the other guys I see, ooh
They don't get a second chance
Funny, they don't interest me, ooh
I don't give them a second glance

Sunrise, as long as you'll be mine
Midnight, that would be just fine
Rain or shine, it wouldn't change my mind
I-I-I always find the time

Sunrise, as long as you'll be mine
Midnight, that would be just fine
Rain or shine, it wouldn't change my mind
I-I-I always find the time

I don't want no one but you, ooh
And I don't need a second string
I don't want a share of you, ooh
I wanna be your everything

Sunrise, as long as you'll be mine
Midnight, that would be just fine
Rain or shine, it wouldn't change my mind
I-I-I always find the time

Sunrise, as long as you'll be mine
Midnight, that would be just fine
Rain or shine, it wouldn't change my mind
I-I-I always find the time

Sunrise, as long as you'll be mine
Midnight, that would be just fine
Rain or shine, it wouldn't change my mind
I-I-I always find the time

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American Way - Lyrics - Street's Disciple - Nas

Title: American Way
Album: Street's Disciple
Artist: Nas
Composer(s): George Clinton, Kamaal Fareed, David Spradley, Nasir Jones, Garry Shider, Kelis Rogers

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Lyric:
Political, "Recently there has been an emergence of
Socially conscious and political rappers
It seems to be a new trend in the Hip-Hop world"

Nas is a rebel to America
Nas is a rebel to America
Nas is a rebel to America

Yeah, check it, uh, spot build-rocker, lil' papa killed Hoffa
Beard lil' longer, feel strong enough stop ya
Drill sergeant, still thorough, wheelbarrows of distilled vodka
Get me real bonkers like Will Ferrell

On cat tranquilizer rap guys get bank
And think they messiahs, but they liars
Vote fo who now? You're red, white and blue
I'm American too, but I ain't with the President's crew

What you peddlin' and who you peddlin' to?
You ain't got the ghetto with you
Try'na lead my sheep to the slaughterhouse
Talkin' 'bout Rap the Vote, you ain't thought about

The black vote mean Nathan
Who you gonna elect, Satan or Satan?
In the hood, nothin' is changin', uh
We ain't got no choices

Who to choose, ten years ago they were tryin' to stop our voices
And end Hip-Hop, they some hypocrites
Condoleeza Rice, I don't really get this chick

Tell her if she ever really cared about poor schools
About poor children
Then she gotta prove
That she ain't just another coon Uncle Tom fool

Like these MC's, gotta give 'em the rules
Lie to the youth, Uncle Tom, you confused
Might as well give the Hip-Hop community a noose

Need a truce with the gangs and some food for the hungry
On Kerry nuts, he look at you like a monkey
You MC's on that old slavery path
The Bushs'll look at yo' ass and laugh

See, it's all about community, let's help ourselves
Cops brutalize us, get dealt with with shells
It's our turn, it's 'bout time we win
Need somebody from the hood as my councilman, uh

Yeah, I think about this everyday, that's the American Way, shit
Yeah, I think about this everyday, that's the American Way, shit
('Cause that's the American way)
Yeah, I think about this everyday, that's the American Way, shit
Yeah, I think about this everyday, that's the American Way

Up in the steam room chillin', ex foliating the skin
It's rarely men conversatin' on ends, probably businessmen
I sense good taste, and they watch us, the spot's an expensive place
Manhattan, New York, I'm try'na keep steamin', it's good for the lungs

Had plans for the evenin', this man leans in, his boy's laughin'
Now I'm the spokesperson for Black men
This always happens since all Black women care about is
Who got dough and all we do is call them either bitch or a Black hoe

I say first brotha, you ain't gotta be that cold
Since you ignorant, I'ma show you how the facts go
The biggest example in scandal of history
Were Monica Lewinsky or Donald Trump's pimpin' spree

Most woman who love Jeevanji of Gucci
Are pretentious non-Black groupies or floozies
But who are we to blame, not the dames
It's a man-made game, in all essence, our woman the same

Beautiful creatures, black girls birthed the earth
So they deserve to earn man's purse
Matter fact, I'm about to go shoppin' with my dime
Catch you cowards the next time, next rhyme, uh

Yeah, I think about this everyday, that's the American Way, shit
(That's the American way)
Yeah, I think about this everyday, that's the American Way, shit
('Cause that's the American way)

Yeah, I think about this everyday, that's the American Way, shit
(What up, K? That's the American way)
Yeah, I think about this everyday, that's the American Way
(Ha, yeah)

I don't care about the runaways, I don't care about who's gay
I don't care about the dyin' of AIDS, but I care if I got paid
Who even cares about the President, I think we're makin' a mistake
I don't care about the hurricane as long as my baby's safe
I don't care about the candidates, they burnt this country into bits

Yeah, I think about this everyday, that's the American Way
Can we make a change, you know it's not overnight
Let's start the fight
(And ya don't stop, uh)
Can we make a change, you know it's not overnight
Let's start the fight

Yeah, I think about this everyday, that's the American Way
Nas is a rebel to America

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Anatomy 1on1 - Lyrics - Moodring - Mya

Title: Anatomy 1on1
Album: Moodring
Artist: Mya
Composer(s): Mya Harrison, Mya Marie Harrison, Terry Lewis, Izzy Avila, Bobby Ross Jr. Avila, Bobby Ross, Bobby Ross Jr Avila, Issiah Avila, James Samuel Iii Harris, James Mes Harris

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Lyric:
Undressin' you with your clothes on
Standin' up while we're layin' down
You found a position that turns me on

Temperature's hotter than fire
And the heat has got me burnin' up
So let's stop, drop and roll together

When we make, when we make
When we make, when we make
When we make love

We use our imagination
And it always feels like the very first time
When you got your love in between mine
And I'm lovin' it

This is what it feels, this is what it feels like
This is what it tastes, this is what it tastes like
This is what it looks, this is what it looks like
This is what it sounds, this is what it sounds like

This is what it feels, this is what it feels like
This is what it tastes, this is what it tastes like
This is what it looks, this is what it looks like
This is what it sounds, this is what it sounds like

Our bodies work like a playground
Slippin', slidin', goin' round and round
And I like this ride, I don't wanna get off
Oh, no, no

And when you kiss my lips
And then we kiss my lips
You got me tremblin'
I'm ready for the perfect hit

When we make, when we make
When we make, when we make
When we make love

Oh stay
Creative with it, baby, all night long
Makin' sure it feels like the very first time
When you got your love in between mine

This is what it feels, this is what it feels like
This is what it tastes, this is what it tastes like
This is what it looks, this is what it looks like
This is what it sounds, this is what it sounds like

This is what it feels, this is what it feels like
This is what it tastes, this is what it tastes like
This is what it looks, this is what it looks like
This is what it sounds, this is what it sounds like

Feels soft, wet and creamy
Tastes sweeter than honey
Exotic sounds 'cause we're in paradise
Usin' everything from the top of my hair

Down to my toes, give you my all
My body, heart and soul
I'll shower you with my river of love
It's comin' down, I'm about to explode

This is what it feels, this is what it feels like
This is what it tastes, this is what it tastes like
This is what it looks, this is what it looks like
This is what it sounds, this is what it sounds like

When you lay me down, when liftin' me
Can you hear the sound of my body's peak
I wanna go have, let's make a child
This is what it feels like, every time we make love

This is what it sounds like
This is what it taste, this is what it tastes like
This is what it looks, this is what it looks like
This is what it sounds, this is what it sounds like
This is what it feels like, this is what it sounds like

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Baby You Look Good To Me Tonight - Lyrics - John Denver

Title: Baby You Look Good To Me Tonight
Artist: John Denver
Composer(s): Bill Danoff

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Lyric:
Been out on this highway now five days in a row
Words all run together and my feet are movin? slow
Got to stop and eat while it?s still light
There?s a local angel sittin' on my right

Do you believe in love at first sight?
Baby, you look good to me tonight

Well, I?m ordinarily very shy
And I?d be polite if I a had time
Baby, you look good to me tonight

Tomorrow, I?ll be good and gone
Please don?t make me wait that long
Baby, you look good to me tonight

?I get off at eleven?, she said and walked away
She poured a cup of coffee and she brought it on a tray
She said, ?It would be nice if you could stay"
You?re the best idea I?ve had all day

Usually I put up a fight
Baby, you look good to me tonight?

Well, I?m ordinarily very shy
But I grinned at her as I ate my pie
Said,"Baby, you look good to me tonight"

Thought I must be in a dream
When she asked me if I wanted cream
Baby, you look good to me tonight

All in all you know it?s not a bad life on the road
If you?ve got wheels to roll and lucky stars above
Your destiny?s your own, you go as far as you can go
If there?s time to sleep, there?s time to make love

I came, I saw, I conquered but I rode off in the sun
I know the look she left with me keeps telling me she won
Her face is the only thing I see
Whispering those words of prophesy

Well, I may come easy, but I don?t come free
You?re never gonna see the last of me
Baby, you look good to me
I was born to love you, now can?t you see?
Baby, you look good to me tonight

Well, I?m ordinarily very shy
But I take the time to satisfy
Baby, you look good to me tonight
Baby, you look good to me tonight
Woh, baby, you look good to me tonight

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Black Girl Lost - Lyrics - It Was Written - Nas

Title: Black Girl Lost
Album: It Was Written
Artist: Nas
Composer(s): Reggie Lucas, Lashawn Lewis, Nasir Jones, James Mtume

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Lyric:
Hello, whassup girl?
Ain't nothin', this nigga in here stressin'
Talkin' that old off the wall back to Africa shit again
What, that God Body shit? Yeah, that dumb shit
I'm tryin to get up outta here, I hear that, but yo
You know the spot is pumpin' tonight, word f'real where?
You know, where the real niggaz is poppin' the Cristal
Not that white stuff, word where the real niggaz at?

Listen to reason
Pretty baby baby baby listen

A young wild beautiful love child
You like them thug style link rockin', then mink coppin'
Hit you on the sink a hundred dollar drink poppin'
The head'll make you take him shoppin', a foul doctrine

Reminiscent of my first time up in a chick
You was innocent, but now you rent-a-dick, wear the tightest shit
Chanel lookin' real, airbrushed nails
Hit the gym, hit the scales, heaven-sent but negligent

To see a prophecy, your ebony tone is lockin' me
The way you moan make me daydream of you on top of me
Wishin' I could be the one man, but you juggle
Way too many Willies all in one hand

You wanna run up in clubs, gettin' rubbed on
Niggaz pull your hair, shake your fat rear
Get your fuck on, followin' week, you back there
But what you stuck on, weed, clowns and cars

Puffin' with some lil' nigga, husband not knowin' she's out
Could you believe Eve, Mother Earth of the seas
Niggaz thirst you, you just let 'em hurt you and leave
What up mah, frontin' like you naive

Pusherman's whip, callin' police when you flip
Can't understand it, yo it should be a throne for us
But for now that's a whole different zone from us
Word

Diamonds all shinin', lookin' all fine
Pretty little face, get a little high
Young girl stugglin', tryin' to survive
Mother of the Earth, she made you and I
Just tired of playin' the same ol' games
Messin' with my mind, emotional thangs
And there goes, a black girl, lost

Like Isis, she got you heartbroke and felt lifeless
Grow up girl instead you want revenge so now you act the nicest
To who'sever gettin' down and trifless
To get his mind all you do is give him somethin' priceless

'Cause in time he'll realize the thighs is all he needs
More than weed, then you hit him off with lies and greed
There you go again, startin' wars, makin' me more yours
Seem to get a kick out of keepin' me on all fours

Face glistenin', I'm addicted to you
Original, Wisdom Body got me picturin' you
Igloos of ice trickin' on you, you never listen
To this nigga spendin' Franklins on tennis anklets

Must've had a bad deal in the past though
Can't even keep it real with a nigga with cash flow
Say men are all the same, what we need to do is break this chain
You got a job part-time and school's your night thing

With dreams to settle down, it ain't far from now
You gettin' interviewed, but your boss is into gettin' screwed
Typical day that the black girl sees
Comin' home wantin' more from a college degree

Diamonds all shinin', lookin' all fine
Pretty little face, you get a little high
Young girl stugglin', tryin' to survive
Mother of the Earth, she made you and I
Just tired of playin' the same ol' games
Messin' with my mind, emotional thangs
And there goes, a black girl, lost

Where are you focused, on legit niggaz and where the coke is
Nice and Thug Life niggaz, yo you seem hopeless
Your value, too much to be measured, I wonder how you
Could ever be played, your pussy worth gold amountin' to

More than the world, but not knowin' nothin' about you
You leavin' the crib, takin' all your kids out to
Drop them off, lettin' some nigga knock you off
So hot and soft, that's the same thing that got you lost

Growin' up seein' it, it should remind you, you bein' lied to
Everything that move be inside you
Sacred as you are, left with these wannabes to guide you
I watched you, hard to knock you, I tried not to

They spot you out dancin' topless in your drawers
Damn look, there goes a black girl lost

You should be ashamed of yourself
The way you carry yourself
The way you hang out all night long
Doin' silly things that is wrong
Black girl

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Bounce Back - Lyrics - Juve The Great - Juvenile

Title: Bounce Back
Album: Juve The Great
Artist: Juvenile
Composer(s): Terius Gray, Larry Ernest Blackmon, Byron O Thomas

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Lyric:
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
Bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
Bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
Bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back

You ever had corns on your finger from squeezin' a Mac too much?
Nigga be robbing the dice game, while me and lil wack you up
Trippin', stole and stripped cars for a livin'
Stayed away from home whenever they was bitchin'
We used to rush the customers for sales when they pulled up in cars
Until an undercover started puttin' us behind bars
'Menace to Society' is all we watch
In the back seat strapped with the throw away glock

I got some partners in the business never seeing the light
Ya people would have gotten Cochrane if ya cheese was right
You know I hold it down player, you a dog
I'm a real nigga, I ain't gon' stop accepting your phone call
I'ma blow and toss a hoe for you like I'm supposed to do
I'm serious and focused too, you know I'm overdue
The first nigga to park a Rolls Royce in the bricks
While I fly a private charter out of town by a bitch

I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
Bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
Bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
Bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back

Tryin' to be here to see my seeds, when they have they seeds
As long as I breathe, there ain't nothin' in this world that they can't be
Yeah, I done fucked up, slipped and sniffed that coke
Started tweakin' and broke into the people's house next door
Shot a nigga for smoking rocks on my mom back porch
Damn near graduated and got on that dope
My work is in part, I am better than smart
Homie, I hustle with a strategy that has never been taught

I could make a coke flip, I can make a hoe strip
I can spray a whole clip, I takes nothing from no bitch
I got the money in the case, .45 on the waist
Pitbulls in the yard so stay away from my gates
Could you believe a nigga feelin' like he still ain't ate?
Huh, y'all don't understand, you should have seen my plate
I'd love to give you some credit but even you said it
You're serious about your money and right now I'm tryin' to get it

I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
Bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
Bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
Bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back

I'm on a mission Lil Daddy put this paint on the caddy
Nigga ridin' through the hood and we blowin' them candy
Stay G'd up from my head to my feet
I was raised in the third, that's the heart of the streets
Saw death and crime from the first same time
Them rims on shine just a vision of mine
Put this shit back together 'cause I stay on the grind
Nigga know I gets me, I stunt all the time

For the dead and the gone, the young and the grown
OG mother fuckers who be gettin' it on
Niggaz stuntin' and they shining, bling blingin' all the time and
I hold my hood down for the shit that I'm drivin'
Nigga thug till death remember the projects?
Juve done came back, now you bitches upset?
Nigga know how we gettin' it, 'cause we gettin' it on
Keep 'em comin', keep on gettin' it, bitch, my money is long

I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
Bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
Bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back
Bounce back, bounce, bounce back
I'm 'bout to bounce back, bounce, bounce back

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Brand New Country Star - Lyrics - Living And Dying In 3/4 Time - Jimmy Buffett

Title: Brand New Country Star
Album: Living And Dying In 3/4 Time
Artist: Jimmy Buffett
Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett, Vernon Arnold

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Lyric:
Well he outgrew his sequined suit
Sold his Trailways bus
Let his hair get a little too long
His duck tails bit the dust

His custom made, pearl-inlaid
Guitar slipped from his hand
And in its place a new electrical one
He had flown in from Japan

'Cause he's a cheeseburger eatin', abandoned Sunday meetin'
Brand new country star
He rides around in a Lincoln Continental
No steer horns on his car

Oh the record men say, he's the livin' end
They're gonna spin him right to the top
Yeah he's a hot roman candle from the Texas panhandle
He can either go Country or Pop

He's got a good ol' friend named 'Texas Ben'
Tells him all the spots to play
And a sweet little lady, he calls her 'Sexy Sadie'
She's a' with the boy night and day

They're gonna open up a chain of fancy bowlin' lanes
The first one in his old home town
And on ribbon cuttin' day they'll come from miles away
The folks'll all gather 'round

And sing, he's a cheeseburger eatin', abandoned Sunday meetin'
Brand new country star
Yeah he rides around in his Lincoln Continental
No steer horns on his car

Oh the record men say, he's the livin' end
They're gonna spin him right to the top
Yeah he's a hot roman candle from the Texas panhandle
He can either go Country or Pop, I mean, he can either go Country or Pop

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Breakin' The Rules - Lyrics - M.O.P.

Title: Breakin' The Rules
Artist: M.O.P.
Composer(s): Jamal Grinnage, Chris Martin, Eric Murry

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Lyric:
Yeah, check it out, y'all
Firing squad, nigga
(First family)
Yeah, firing squad, nigga
Check it out
(First family)

The name's Bill
(What up Bill?)
I'ma semi-automatic addict for real
Before you test me
Know I feel that the impact from a gat
Then it kicks back is sexy

I put you motherfuckers back on the rip
Tip and get the split in a nigga's shit
(Ain't nothin' changed)
I take you motherfuckers back to 6
And get to dumpin' off a clip

(You know the game)
You wanna test me?
(You gotta)
Let your time be, there's a long line of niggas
That's ready to wrong me

I put my foot down firmly
Stick the nose of my gun in some shit that don't concern me
And most dudes don't like the way I rap
The brown-skinned cat with a helluva fast step, yep
Berkuance
(Retreat)

I would never be disconnected from these streets
It's deep, as the and my
(Ocean, potion)
Is to to spit fire, nigga
(Know when)
The rules of the motherfucking game

Here it is ghetto music
(Rock that)
When it drop, if its proper
(Cop that)
'Cause some cats be fakin' the move
In other words, breakin' the rules
(Stop that)

We make ghetto music
(Rock that)
When it drop, if its proper
(Cop that)
'Cause some cats be fakin' the move
In other words, breakin' the rules

Make way, bitch, I'm coming through
I'm Fizzy Wo dog, who the fuck are you?
Y'all niggas be, listenin' to that false information
Here your [unverified]

Thugs know home team from the BK and move niggas
Run with them guns bust off like John Woo
Try to sabatoge the game, I'ma start somethin'
Try to sabatoge my name, I'ma start dumpin'

Why do fucking motherfuckers act like y'all don't be known?
Fizzy Wo, nigga, going for broke
So when you low, come and hit you with something that gigantic
Automatic and will make your ship sink like the Titanic

Now that I know, that you against me
And you click, you click, you against me too
Tell his man to tell his man, work out another master plan
'Cause I'ma blast a man, what?

Here it is ghetto music
(Rock that)
When it drop, if its proper
(Cop that)
'Cause some cats be fakin' the move
In other words, breakin' the rules
(Stop that)

We make ghetto music
(Rock that)
When it drop, if its proper
(Cop that)
'Cause some cats be fakin' the move
In other words, breakin' the rules

Allow me to express my deepest sympathy
To the family of the cat, that, was hit with the penalty
I begged him not to fuck with me
(I tried)
He didn't listen, so they found his ass missin'

Put my barrel in the back of his mouth
And knocked his head out do or dead, now
Cold, he actually thought I would fold
So I tore him a new hole, word to nigga's soul

When I jump off, or I dump off, about eight rounds
Holdin' my spot down, I'ma knock down, about eight clowns
Nigga, don't you ever fuck around
With the four-pound token

Bonified thugster Brownsville slugger
(What)
Ex-mugger, for your knucka, bucka, bucka
Bitch motherfucker
(Fuck ya)

You musta bought a [unverified] in the heart
Flinch and I'ma tear your ass apart
Come on, straight like that, nigga

Firing Squad, nigga, ha-ha-hah
Hundred years and runnin' yeah
One of my motherfuckin' men, Flipper the Ripper
Y'know what I'm sayin', my nigga City, Teflon
Firing Squad, nigga, for life, yeah

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Break Me Down - Lyrics - Whatever We Wanna - Leann Rimes

Title: Break Me Down
Album: Whatever We Wanna
Artist: Leann Rimes
Composer(s): Ty Kelly Lacy, Leann Rimes, Jess Cates

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Lyric:
Give me a moment here, just enough to catch my breath
Something is happening here and it's scaring me to death

You push me to the edge where I want to risk it all again
For the first time in a long time, I'm throwing caution to the wind

You can break me down, if you want to break me down
Doesn't really matter how this crazy thing turns out

'Cause you take me there where I lose myself
Just for a moment if nothing else
You can break me down, if you want to break me down

Yeah, it's the strangest thing but it all makes perfect sense
Funny how life falls in place when you dare to take a chance

You push me to the edge where I want to risk it all again
So take me where you want to, I am willing to give in

You can break me down, if you want to break me down
Doesn't really matter how this crazy thing turns out

'Cause you take me there where I lose myself
Just for a moment if nothing else
You can break me down, if you want to break me down

Ooh, yeah

You push me to the edge where I want to risk it all again
So take me where you want to, I am willing to give in

You can break me down, if you want to break me down
Doesn't really matter how this crazy thing turns out

'Cause you take me there where I lose myself
Just for a moment if nothing else
You can break me down, if you want to break me down
You can break me down, if you want to break me down

Ooh, you can break me down
You can break me

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Brown Skin Lady - Lyrics - Mos Def

Title: Brown Skin Lady
Artist: Mos Def
Composer(s): Jason Daniel Rawls, Talib Kweli Green, Gil Scott-Heron, Dante Smith

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Lyric:
Be like, yo, let me ask you somethin'
I wanna know, I wanna know who you are

Brown skin lady, hey hey
Yes
Where you goin'?
This goes to the brown skin ladies

Brown skin lady
Yo, indigineous women of the planet Earth
What you doin'?
Givin' birth to the brown skin ladies first

Brown skin lady
For what it's worth, from me to you
How do you feel?
From me to you, watchin' you

I like the, I like the, I like the, I like
The way you walk, yes, I live the way you move
I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way you move, I like the way you move

I like the, I like the, I like the, I like
The way you walk, please, won't you do that dance
I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way you move, I like you, baby

And everybody on the avenue
I know, when they see you sing
Everybody on the avenue, I know
When they see you sing, there she is

Fresher than Tony Rebel's vestibules at African street festivals
My incredible women is, plentiful
Over the years I met a few, none of them compare to you
Preparin' you to make food bearable, somethin' terrible, let's see

You fruitful, beautiful, smart, lovable, huggable
Doable like art, suitable to be part
Of my life, Coppertone, oh, you copyright infringement
Pay you bidness ten cents, way back in the day

It's like I'm standin' there you know appreciatin' God's design
And then you showed up, it's like you read my mind
Damn she's fine, I think I add the RE, in front of that
And see if she D, to get with a cat like me

I like the, I like the, I like the, I like
The way you walk, yes, I live the way you move
I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way you move, I like the way you move

I like the, I like the, I like the, I like
The way you walk, please, won't you do that dance
I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way you move, I like you, baby

And everybody on the avenue
I know, when they see you sing
Everybody on the avenue
I know, when they see you sing, there she is

Ooh, daring, me girl, look at you
Comin' on the block lookin' fresh and brand new
Ooh, headwrap cover your hairdo
Pretty feet peekin' through open-toed shoe

Ooh, no limit to what I would do
Make love to you like long interview
Whooh, is she for real, me like you
Good look champion, win the title

True, many man try invite you
Shot down lyric each time they cyph you
Jewel, what man you get all insides you
Feet they walk way and just that sheik posture

Ooh, can't be a next one like you
Famous like tapes made by DJ Clue
I tighten up my game as I approach you
Yo check her she the nectar the bee get close to

I don't get many compliments but I am confident
Used to have a complex about, gettin' too complex
You got me, willin' to try, looked me in the eye
My head is still in the sky, since you walked on by

I'm feelin' high, got my imagination flickerin' like hot flames
It's how it seems, you make me wanna ride the
Coltrane to a love Supreme
My brown lady, creates environments
For happy brown babies, I know it sounds crazy

But your skin's the inspiration for cocoa butter
You provoke a brother we should get to know one another
I discover when I bring you through my people say true
All I can say is all praise due I thank you God for a beauty like you

Brown skin lady
Yes
Where you goin'?
This goes to the brown skin ladies
Brown skin lady

On the planet Earth today, yes
What you doin'?
Brown skin lady
How do you feel?

I like the, I like the, I like the, I like
The way you walk, yes, I live the way you move
I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way you move, I like the way you move

I like the, I like the, I like the, I like
The way you walk, please, won't you do that dance
I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way you move, I like you, baby

And everybody on the avenue
I know, when they see you sing
Everybody on the avenue
I know, when they see you sing, there she is

There she is, she's a brown skinned lady
Such a brown skinned lady
She's a brown skinned lady
She's a brown skinned lady
She's a brown skinned lady
She's a brown skinned lady

You know what some people put themselves through
To look just like you?
Dark stocking, high heels, lipstick, alla that
You know what?

Without makeup you're beautiful
Whatcha you need to paint the next face for
We're not dealin' with the European standard of beauty tonight
Turn off the TV and put the magazine away

In the mirror tell me what you see
See the evidence of divine presence
Women of the, Carribean, they got the, golden sun
I know women on the continent got it

Nigeria and Ghana, you know they got it
Tanzania, Namibia and Mozambique
And Botswana to let it speak
About Latinas Columbianas

Tallenas, of course the Brooklyn women walk that walk
And the Bronx women walk that walk
Honies from Queens walk that walk, NYC, ATL, LA
Cincinatti, the Bay Area

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Can It Be - Lyrics - Rebirth - Keith Sweat

Title: Can It Be
Album: Rebirth
Artist: Keith Sweat
Composer(s): C Holmes, D Sweat, Keith D Sweat

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Lyric:
Excuse me girl
(Oh yeah boy)
But I don't mean to front you for words
But your big brown eyes and those pretty round thighs
Has gotten me wanting you, oh girl

Now I know this is our first time meeting
(Do you want me?)
Wanna know, oh girl
But I've been thinking for a while 'cause I love your pretty smile
That it could be all about us

Can it be, can it be, can it be
All about me and you
Can it be, can it be, can it be
All about me and you

Now I know that it hasn't been long, oh baby girl
See I can see in your eyes, oh yes I can
And I don't care about your past girl I just wanna make it last
I'm kinda feelin' girl your style

Oh girl, 'cause I love your pretty lips
Love your sexy hips
Love the way you look
Girl you got me shook

Love the way you smile
Girl you drive me wild
Love the way you walk
Love the way you talk

I've been thinking
It could be me and you, you and me
We will be forever
Oh yeah
Oh yeah baby

Can it be, can it be, can it be
All about me and you
Can it be, can it be, can it be
All about me and you

I'm not talking 'bout
Just one night of love
What I'm talking 'bout?
Someone who'll be there
Just for you, baby
(Will you be?)
Can it be, oh baby

Listen girl
(Tell me boy)
See we were at the club, you were at the bar
I hit on you, you jump into my car

Come to my crib, turned down the lights
Oh your body, body, body so good tight
Take out your [Incomprehensible] girl that's my thing
Was I sure that night we began to do our thing

We began to do our thing
We began to do our thing
We began to do our thing
We began to do our thing

Oh baby whether you was the type boy
I met you at the club tonight boy
We jump into your Benz, oh yeah
You took me to your crib boy
And oh, you did your thing boy
You really did your thing boy

Now it's me and you boy
Now it's you and me boy
Now it's all about me and you

We began to do our thing
We began to do our thing
We began to do our thing
We began to do our thing

I'm glad I met cha at the club tonight

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Carlisle Wheeling - Lyrics - Monkees

Title: Carlisle Wheeling
Artist: Monkees
Composer(s): Michael Nesmith

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Lyric:
In a long and involved conversation with myself
I saw precious things come into view
And I poured through the files taken off my mental shelf
I dusted off some memories of you

Then I thought about the times when all the fair was green
How the phoenix of our love, first flapped it's silver wings
All the urgency and passion of each new day as it happened
And how it all mellowed as it grew

I remember the times that our laughter would explode
And how you would turn to hide your smile
And then the hours of silence while the perfumed candle glowed
And both of us meandered on for miles

I remember the time I said, I really had to go
I remember the tears that filled your eyes
Then I touched your hand and told you that it really was a lie
And though you never knew it dear, I cried

Well it's amazing how time can so softly change your ways
And make you look at things that can't be seen
And how the years that roll by can start you listening
Not just to what they say, but what they mean

So forgive me my dear if I seem preoccupied
And if the razor edge of youth filled love is gone
But we're both a little older, our relationship has grown
Not just in how it's shaped, but how it's shown

So forgive me my dear if I seem preoccupied
And if the razor edge of youth filled love is gone
But we're both a little older and our relationship has grown
Not just in how it's shaped, but how it's shown

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Carousels - Lyrics - Me Without You

Title: Carousels
Artist: Me Without You
Composer(s): Chris Kleinberg, Richard Mazzotta, Daniel Steven Pishcok, Aaron Weiss, Michael Weiss

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Lyric:
On a bus ride into town
I wondered out loud, "Why am I going to town?"
And as I looked around
At the billboards and the stores

I thought, "Why do I look around?"
And I kissed the filthy ground
First dry spot I found
And I didn't have to wonder why I was laying down

Before long I was too cold
Took a bus back to the station
I found a letter left by a pay phone
With no return contact

And it read like a horn blown by some sad angel
"Bunny, it was me, it was me who let you down"
It was the shyest attempt I'd ever seen at conversation

If I didn't have you as my guide
I'd still wander lost in Sinai
Counting the plates of cars from out-of-state
(How I could jump in their path as they hurry along)

You surround me
You're pretty but you're all I can see like a thick fog
If there was no way into God
I would never have laid in this grave of a body for so long

And Bonner fair always came through
The first week of September
But it's already the 19th
And there's no sign of it

Yet, I have a hard time
Remembering all the things that I should remember
And a hard time
Forgetting the all things that I am supposed to forget

Oh Christ, when You're ready to come back
And I think I'm ready for You to come back
But if You want to stay wherever exactly it is You are
That's okay too, it's really none of my business

If I didn't have You as my guide
I'd still be wandering lost in Sinai
Or down by the tracks watching trains go by to remind me
There are places that aren't here

I had a well but all the water left
So I'll ask Your forgiveness with every breath
If there was no way into God
I would never have laid in this grave of a body for so long, dear

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Cheri Cheri Lady - Lyrics - Modern Talking

Title: Cheri Cheri Lady
Artist: Modern Talking
Composer(s): Dieter Bohlen

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Lyric:
Oh, I cannot explain
Every time it's the same
More I feel that it's real
Take my heart

I've been lonely too long
Oh I can't be so strong
Take the chance for romance
Take my heart

I need you so
There's no time I'll ever go

Cheri, Cheri lady
Going through emotion
Love is where you find it
Listen to your heart

Cheri, Cheri lady
Living in devotion
It's always like the first time
Let me take a part

Cheri, Cheri lady
Like there's no tomorrow
Take my heart, don't lose it
Listen to your heart

Cheri, Cheri lady
To know you is to love you
If you call me baby
I'll be always yours

I get up, I get down
All my world turns around
Who is right ? Who is wrong ?
I don't know

I've got pain in my heart
Got a love in my soul
Easy come, but I think
Easy go

I need you so
Although times I move so slow

Cheri, Cheri lady
Going through emotion
Love is where you find it
Listen to your heart

Cheri, Cheri lady
Living in devotion
It's always like the first time
Let me take a part

Cheri, Cheri lady
Like there's no tomorrow
Take my heart, don't lose it
Listen to your heart

Cheri, Cheri lady
To know you is to love you
If you call me baby
I'll be always yours

Cheri, Cheri lady
Like there's no tomorrow
Take my heart, don't lose it
Listen to your heart

Cheri, Cheri lady
To know you is to love you
If you call me baby
I'll be yours

Cheri, Cheri lady
Like there's no tomorrow
Take my heart, don't lose it
Listen to your heart

Cheri, Cheri lady
To know you is to love you
If you call me baby
I'll be yours

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Come To Baby, Do - Lyrics - Nat King Cole

Title: Come To Baby, Do
Artist: Nat King Cole
Composer(s): Sidney Miller, Inez James

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Lyric:
I took a choo, choo, choo, choo fast as I could take a choo, choo
I've come a long, long, long, long way to take you in my arms
And now it's your first move to prove that you've been true
Come to baby, do!

I've been away, way, way, way, way beyond the blue horizon
I hope that no, no, no, no, no one else is on your mind
So pucker up, my sweet and meet your Waterloo
Come to baby, do!

Stop me from guessin'
Take ain't no time to tease
Stop all your messin'
And put your beggin' baby at ease

I want to love, love, love you just the way I want to love you
I'm gonna try, try, try to try to make you understand
When all is said and done the one for me is you
Come to baby, do!

Come to baby, do!

I've come a long, long way to kiss ya
You'll never know how much I missed ya
Stop your teasin'
Come to baby, do!

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Cool - Lyrics - Food & Liquor - Lupe Fiasco

Title: Cool
Album: Food & Liquor
Artist: Lupe Fiasco
Composer(s): Wasalu Jaco, Dexter Wansel, Kanye West

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Lyric:
Yeah, yeah, the Kool, turn me up, yeah

He came back in the same suit that he was buried in
Similar to the one his grandfather was married in
Yes, he was still fresh to death
Bling, two earrings, a chain layin' on his chest

He still had it 'cause they couldn't find it
And the bullets from his enemies sat like two inches behind it
Smelled the Hennessey from when his niggaz got reminded
And poured out liquor in his memory, he didn't mind it

But he couldn't sip it fast enough
So the liquor was just fillin' the casket up
Floatin' down by his feet was the letter from his sister
Second grade handwritin' simply read 'I miss ya'

Suit jacket pocket held his baby daughter's picture
Right next to it, one of his mans stuck a swisher
He had a notion as he laid there soakin'
He saw that the latch was broken, he kicked his casket open and he

This life goes passin' you by
It might go fast if you like
You born, you lived and you die
If life goes passin' you by, don't cry
If you're breakin' the rules, makin' your moves
Payin' your dues, chasin' the cool

Not at all nervous as he dug to the surface
Tarnished gold chain is what he loosened up the earth with
He used his mouth as a shovel to try and hollow it
And when he couldn't dirt-spit, he swallowed it

Workin' like a reverse Archaeologist
Except, his buried treasure was sunshine
So when some shine through a hole that he had drove
It reflected off the gold and almost made some blind

He grabbed onto some grass and climbed
Pulled himself up out of his own grave and looked at the time
On the watch that had stopped 6 months after the shots
That'd got him in the box, wringin' Henny out his socks

Figured it was hours because he wasn't older
Used some flowers to brush the dirt up off his shoulder
So with a right hand that was all bones
And with no reason to stay he decided to walk home, so he

This life goes passin' you by
It might go fast if you like
You born, you lived and you die
If life goes passin' you by, don't cry
If you're breakin' the rules, makin' your moves
Payin' your dues, chasin' the cool

He begged for some change to get him on the train
"Damn, that nigga stank", is what they complained
Tried to light the blunt but it burst into flames
Caught the reflection in the window of what he became

A long look, wasn't shook, wasn't ashamed
Matter of fact, only thing on his brain was brains
Yeah and gettin' back in his lane, doin' his thang
First he had to find something to slang

Next stop was his block, it had the same cops
Walked right past the same spot where he was shot
Shocked that some little niggaz tried to sell him rocks
It just felt weird, bein' on the opposite

They figured that he wasn't from there, so they pulled out
And robbed him with the same gun they shot him with
Put it to his head and said, "You're scared, ain'tcha?"
He said, "Hustler for death, no Heaven for a gangsta", and

This life goes passin' you by
It might go fast if you like
You born, you lived and you die
If life goes passin' you by, don't cry
If you're breakin' the rules, makin' your moves
Payin' your dues, chasin' the cool

Yeah, cool

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