Breakup Song - Lyrics - Katrina Elam - Katrina Elam

Title: Breakup Song
Album: Katrina Elam
Artist: Katrina Elam
Composer(s): Lee Thomas Miller, Katrina Elam

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Lyric:
Years go by, the singers change
Same old story but the words get rearranged
Somebody loves someone, somebody left someone
Somebody swears it wasn't supposed to end this way

People dance to summertime
Happy songs with happy rhymes
The melodies make you wanna drive and sing along
And singers talk about growing up
The first kiss and being in love
But nothing hits as close to home as the break up song

Violins and I love you
If the slightly miss their mark they ring untrue
But something 'bout goodbye making someone cry
Sounds to me more like what real people do

People dance to summertime
Happy songs with happy rhymes
The melodies make you wanna drive and sing along
And singers talk about growing up
The first kiss and being in love
But nothing hits as close to home as the break up song

Singers talk about growing up
The first kiss and being in love
But nothing hits as close to home as the break up song

We need to talk, this ain't working out
Can we still be friends, I found someone else
I need some space, this just feels wrong
Everybody's lived the breakup song

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Dead And Gone - Lyrics - Snake Bite Love - MotÖRhead

Title: Dead And Gone
Album: Snake Bite Love
Artist: MotÖRhead
Composer(s): Philip Anthony Campbell, Micael Kiriako Delaoglou, Ian Fraser Kilmister

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Lyric:
Woke up insane today
Dreamed I was blown away
Ten thousand called my name
Asleep at the wheel again

Turn me down, turn me down
Take my head and turn it around
Turn me on, turn me on
Everything I do is wrong

Woke up in Hell today
Spoke to the devil, he turned away
All of my friends were there
They didn't have no time to spare

Turn me down, turn me down
Step back and I hit the ground
Turn me on, turn me on
Everything I do is wrong

Out of the night comes a song that I know
Twisted and ruined and black
I can remember the people they were
Nobody knows if they ever come back

Lost in the ashes of time they still sing
Echoes of romance gone bad
I can remember them better than you
I shared the darkness they had

Dead and gone
Dead and gone

Woke up in my grave today
I dreamed, I heard you say
All of eternity was pain
I laid my head back down again

Turn me down, turn me down
Your lips move but you make no sound
Turn me on, turn me on
Everything I do is wrong

Out of the night comes a song that I know
Twisted and ruined and black
I can remember the people they were
Nobody knows if they ever come back

Lost in the ashes of time they still sing
Echoes of romance gone bad
I can remember them better than you
I shared the nightmares they had

Dead and gone
Dead and gone
Dead and gone
So long, so long, so long, so long
Dead and gone

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Down And Dirty - Lyrics - The Way It Is - Keyshia Cole

Title: Down And Dirty
Album: The Way It Is
Artist: Keyshia Cole
Composer(s): Keyshia M Cole, Damon Elliott, Gregory Gerard Curtis

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Lyric:
I want to get, you want to get
Let's go and get down and dirty
Baby, play the game, play my way
But either way it's all the same, baby

I want to get, you want to get
Let's go and get down and dirty
Baby, play the game, play my way
Either way it's all the same, baby

You're the type of guy to drive a girl wild
And you're the type of guy to make a girl smile
Boy, you've got me tripping deep down inside
And all these feelings for you that I have, I can't hide
People say, don't get down with you, but I know how I feel for you
Though I may deny it, I'm digging you and that's how I

I want to get, you want to get
Let's go and get down and dirty
Baby, play the game, play my way
But either way it's all the same, baby

I want to get, you want to get
Let's go and get down and dirty
Baby, play the game, play my way
Either way it's all the same, baby

There ain't no way they can make me think I should go away
I've been around you, baby, everyday
And the song I sing, every word I mean
'Cause I can't stop something sent from above
Baby, don't stop your touch, I could never get enough
Sweetie, feel me up, with your precious love
'Cause that is how I want to get down

I want to get, you want to get
Let's go and get down and dirty
Baby, play the game, play my way
But either way it's all the same, baby

I want to get, you want to get
Let's go and get down and dirty
Baby, play the game, play my way
Either way it's all the same, baby

I want to get, you want to get
Let's go and get down and dirty
Baby, play the game, play my way
Either way it's all the same, baby

I want to get, you want to get
Let's go and get down and dirty
Baby, play the game, play my way
Either way it's all the same, baby

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Emily'S Song - Lyrics - Every Good Boy Deserves Favour - Moody Blues

Title: Emily'S Song
Album: Every Good Boy Deserves Favour
Artist: Moody Blues
Composer(s): John Lodge

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Lyric:
Lovely to know the warmth
You're smile can bring to me
I want to tell you but the words you do not know

Sing me a lullaby
Of songs you cannot write
And I will listen for there's beauty where there's love

And in the morning of my life
And in the evening of my day
I will try to understand in what you say

River's of endless
Tides have passed beneath my feet
And all too soon they had me standing on my own

Then when my eyes were closed
You opened them for me
And now we journey through our lives to what will be

And in the morning of my life
And in the evening of my day
I will try to understand in what you say

Through all that life can give to you
Only true love will see you through
And will stand beside you now in what you say

And in the morning of my life
And in the evening of my day
I will try to understand in what you say

Take me into your world
Alone I can not go
For I've been here so long you're leaving me behind

Walk with me now
Into your land of fairy tales
And open up that book of pages in my mind

And open up that book of ages in my mind
And open up that book of ages in my mind
And open up that book of ages in my mind
And open up that book of ages in my mind
And open up that book of ages in my mind

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Family Tree - Lyrics - Youthanasia - Megadeth

Title: Family Tree
Album: Youthanasia
Artist: Megadeth
Composer(s): Dave Mustaine, Dave Ellefson, Marty Friedman, Nick Menza

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Lyric:
Forgotten things remembered
The tigers eat their young
The body stayed but inside the head
The mind was on the run
Conspiracy of silence
The only way out of pain
Is turn around, run through it man
Too wet to come in from the rain
Tell them

I know they were doing it to you
But don't try doing it to me

Let me show you, how I love you
It's our secret, you and me
Let me show you, how I love you
But keep it in the family

When you hear them saying, "Trust Me"
Don't wait to see what's next
Thrown to the wolves forever trusting
Raised in a form of living hell
Sing a one note song of rage
Live and die within your heart
So beware in the shadows
Your family tree waits in the dark
I say

I know they were doing it to you
But don't try doing it to me, no, no

Let me show you, how I love you
It's our secret, you and me
Let me show you, how I love you
But keep it in the family tree

Let me show you, how I love you
It's our secret, you and me
Let me show you, how I love you
The secret of the family tree

Let me show you, how I love you
It's our secret, you and me
Let me show you, how I love you
But keep it in the family tree

Let me show you, how I love you
It's our secret, you and me
Let me show you, how I love you
The secret of the family tree

Let me show you, how I love you
It's our secret, you and me
Let me show you, how I love you

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52 - For The Ladies - Lyrics - Behind The Music - Kj

Title: 52 - For The Ladies
Album: Behind The Music
Artist: Kj
Composer(s): Jonah Sorrentino

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Lyric:
This is for the ladies
All the ladies all around the world
This is for the ladies
This is dedicated now to every single girl

This is for the ladies
All the ladies all around the world
This is for the ladies
This is for the ladies

Alright, I don't care I wanna say this on the mic
Right now right here in the place it's ladies night
I know I might just sound crazy right
There's some things that's goin' down and it's time to make it right

The world will tell you you gotta be a certain type
Look a certain way and just be a certain size
Do what they say and it'll just be alright
Girl, the only thing you gotta be doin' is servin' Christ

Six years ago I was blessed with a wife
She was sweet and lovely and beautiful and nice
But the one thing that just made her my type
Was the fact that Christ was number one up in her life

So take my advice forget them Hollywood stars
And them Hollywood hair and them Hollywood cars
Next time you thinkin' that you ain't up to par
Remember God made you beautiful just the way you are

This is for the ladies
All the ladies all around the world
This is for the ladies
This is dedicated now to every single girl

This is for the ladies
All the ladies all around the world
This is for the ladies
This is for the ladies

Sick of BET, sick of MTV
I'm sick of the sex that they always used to selling me
I'm sick of the messed up images they showin' me
I'm sick and tired of the messes that they say to me

That women are nothing more than sexual property
It's time we come back to treatin' women properly
So what I gotta say, I'll say it real loudly
We oughta be treatin' all women like royalty

Only God should be speakin' what you gotta be
Only God can give you the love you gonna need
Ladies, if a guy won't treat you as you ought to be
Tell him goodbye, show him the door and where to leave

Don't be afraid just to tell a guy to wait for me
Don't be ashamed just to live your life in purity
See what I say, I just say it now with certainty
That God has so much more if you'll wait and see

This is for the ladies
All the ladies all around the world
This is for the ladies
This is dedicated now to every single girl

This is for the ladies
All the ladies all around the world
This is for the ladies
This is for the ladies

On a final note I wanna dedicate this song
To all the Godly women that just keep on seeking God
Just keep on movin' and continue standin' strong
Keep doin what you doin', girl, you got it goin' on

And the single moms that's just barely holdin' on
And you're workin' two jobs tryin' to make it on your own
No one is home 'cause the kid's dad is gone
God promises to never ever leave you alone

The final thing that I'll say then I'm gone
To the female singers tryin' to get their pose on
Now I ain't tryin' to be a hata but wrong is just wrong
Now Britney and J-Lo, please put some clothes on

Whether y'all are red-headed or just a blond
Make sure that the Son is the one you focus on
And with that said, I'm gonna say so long
So get your hand up in the air, ladies and sing along

This is for the ladies
All the ladies all around the world
This is for the ladies
This is dedicated now to every single girl

This is for the ladies
All the ladies all around the world
This is for the ladies
This is for the ladies

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Z - Girl'S Best Friend - Lyrics - Vol. 3... Life and Times of S. Carter - Jay

Title: Z - Girl'S Best Friend
Album: Vol. 3... Life and Times of S. Carter
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Shawn C Carter, Mashonda Tifrere, Kasseem Dean

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Lyric:
Jigga man, Swizz Beats
History in the making, part three
Lights out ladies

C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy
(To all my baby thugs)
Don't want nobody but you my baby
(And all my ladies sing)
Hold me tight and call me your lady
(Say it louder)
Let me scream your name

C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy
(To all my baby thugs)
Don't want nobody but you my baby
(And all my ladies sing)
Hold me tight and call me your lady
(Say it louder)
Let me scream your name

I took ya outta Jacob's in clusters busters they wanted to rush us
Love the way you sparkle when the sun touch ya
When you blush you turn blue if your grade is right
You can light up the whole room, turning day from night

When the summertime is in and the tops are down
With you around my neck we lock the whole block down
(That's right)
It took short sleeves and loungin' to understand
The reason they call you ice, everybody freeze

Ain't a pendant in the sun who can shine like you
And that platinum in the charm who can blind like you
The direct reason why niggas do they crimes they do
I used to snatch the necklace right off them reckless fools

Guess I was jealous that they was so next to you
So I devoted half my time to invest in you
The other half was spent on protecting you
'Cause you belong to me, now sing ya song for me c'mon

C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy
(To all my baby thugs)
Don't want nobody but you my baby
(And all my ladies sing)
Hold me tight and call me your lady
(Say it louder)
Let me scream your name

C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy
(To all my baby thugs)
Don't want nobody but you my baby
(And all my ladies sing)
Hold me tight and call me your lady
(Say it louder)
Let me scream your name

I'm often with you so they wonder 'bout the juice I got
I took you from the projects and an abusive pops
From the bottom to the top, the skateboard to the drop
From the nada to the Prada, I got ya like I got ya

From the first time I put you round my neck and locked ya
It was then I knew everywhere I went you'd follow
Soon I spent every dolla you became my habit
Other brothers vice was smoke, mines was carats

The more checks I got the more I laced my crew
The rocks got bigger, watch face got blue
Tricked a little bit, shit I lace my boo
Fuck it, my mistress I laced her too

Cop my jewels twice, like deja vu
If they ever met in the mall, it's ova y'all
Just the way I do, and either way you win
I mean the thugs love ya when your girl's best friend

C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy
(To all my baby thugs)
Don't want nobody but you my baby
(And all my ladies sing)
Hold me tight and call me your lady
(Say it louder)
Let me scream your name

C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy
(To all my baby thugs)
Don't want nobody but you my baby
(And all my ladies sing)
Hold me tight and call me your lady
(Say it louder)
Let me scream your name

And the wedding band you love
In the gold chain you thug
Sometimes you given just because
And the tennis bracelet means they want relations

Know that they wanna fuck the only reason they give you up
In the hands of goldiggas you never enough
Rings, things, just never enough
With me and you together gon shine to the end
I mean the thugs love ya but ya girl's best friend

C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy
(To all my baby thugs)
Don't want nobody but you my baby
(And all my ladies sing)
Hold me tight and call me your lady
(Say it louder)
Let me scream your name

C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy
(To all my baby thugs)
Don't want nobody but you my baby
(And all my ladies sing)
Hold me tight and call me your lady
(Say it louder)
Let me scream your name

C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy
(To all my baby thugs)
Don't want nobody but you my baby
(And all my ladies sing)
Hold me tight and call me your lady
(Say it louder)
Let me scream your name
...

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Devotion - Lyrics - Retrospective - Indigo Girls

Title: Devotion
Album: Retrospective
Artist: Indigo Girls
Composer(s): Amy Elizabeth Ray

Lyric:
I pulled out with the mountain Laurel blooming
On a dirt road that is soon to be paved
Down to the site of my original establishment
And the west end family grave

'Cause one day moves into two
(One day moves into two)
And I'm losin'
Everything except for you
(Everything except for you)
And I would sing you a song of devotion
(I would sing you a song of devotion)
Yeah that's what I should do
(That's what I should do)

Blood runs thick and when it rains it pours down
(Blood runs thick)
On the family tree on the fields of war
(The family tree on the fields of war)
I spend my time being broken hearted and grieving bound
(I spend my time being broken hearted and grieving bound)
Yeah I haven't much need to look forward

I just let a one day move into two
(One day moves into two)
I'm losin'
Everything except for you
(Everything except for you)
I would sing you a song of devotion
(I should sing you a song of devotion)

Book of days
(Book of days)
The way things lay
(The way things lay)
That's just space and time
(That's just space and time)
I gave it up
(I gave it up)
All for a love
(All for a love)
That won't be defined
(That won't be defined)

I've had enough temporary acquisition
Building fences for no gain
(Building fences for no gain)
Taking dead trees down before the winter freeze
(Taking dead trees down before the winter freeze)
I said let 'em rot and fall where they may

Just let one day move into two
(One day moves into two)
I'm losin'
Everything except for you
(Everything except for you)
Ah yeah
I would sing you a song of devotion
(I would sing you a song of devotion)
That's what I should do
(I gotta let them fall where they may)
('Cause one day moves into two)

It's the book of days
(I'm losin')
It's the way things lay
(Everything except for you)
Now that's just space and time
(I, I would sing you a song)
I gave it up
(Of devotion)
All for your love
(Yeah)
That's what I should do
(That's what I should do)
That's what I should do
(That's what I should do)
Yeah
That's what I should do
(That's what I should do)

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Distant Shore - Lyrics - Dierks Bentley - Dierks Bentley

Title: Distant Shore
Album: Dierks Bentley
Artist: Dierks Bentley
Composer(s): Deric James Ruttan, Dierks Bentley, Brett Beavers

Lyric:
Everyday I swim an ocean
Fightin' your memory like endless waves
I surrender to the truth, I'll always love you
But I know someday, I'm gonna reach the banks
Of a distant shore where I won't miss you anymore

Once in a while I ride the river
Of whiskey wishes from an old shot glass
But the way it used to be follows me downstream
So I keep knockin' 'em back till I reach the banks
Of a distant shore, where I won't miss you anymore

Someday I'm gonna get there
It might take my last prayer

One of these days I'm gonna cross that ocean
Some sweet angel will set me free
And they'll tell my stories, sing a song about glory
And read Psalm 23 when I reach the banks
Of that distant shore, where I won't miss you anymore

Gonna rest my soul in the hands of the Lord
Where I won't miss you anymore

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Ev'Ry Time We Say Goodbye - Lyrics - Ella Fitzgerald

Title: Ev'Ry Time We Say Goodbye
Artist: Ella Fitzgerald
Composer(s): Cole Porter

Lyric:
Everytime we say goodbye, I die a little
Everytime we say goodbye, I wonder why a little
Why the Gods above me, who must be in the know
Think so little of me, they allow you to go

When you're near, there's such an air of spring about it
I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it
There's no love song finer, but how strange
The change from major to minor, everytime we say goodbye

When you're near, there's such an air of spring about it
I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it
There's no love song finer, but how strange
The change from major to minor, everytime we say goodbye

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I'M Still #1 - Lyrics - A Retrospective - Krs One

Title: I'M Still #1
Album: A Retrospective
Artist: Krs One
Composer(s): Lawrence Parker

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Lyric:
D.j. doc you know he's down with us
D-square, he's down with us
Keyboard money mike, is down with us
I.c.u., you know he's down with us
D-nice and mcboo, they're down with us
Ms. melodie, she's down with us
Just-ice and dmx, they're down with us
My manager moe, he's down with us
Castle-d boy, he's down with us
D.j. red alert, he's down with us
Robocop boy, he's down with us
Makin' funky music is a must
I'm number one
People still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million mcs
I try to tell them, we're all in this together
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and then I leave without a clue
What do you think makes up a krs?
Concisive teaching, or very clear speaking?
Ridiculous bass, aggravating treble
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
Rockin' off-beat with a smile
Or smirk or chuckle, yes some are not up to
Bdp posse so I love to
Step in the jam and slam
I'm not superman, because anybody can
Or should be able to rock off turntables
Grab the mic, plug it in and begin
But here's where the problem starts, no heart
Because of that a lot of groups fell apart
Rap is still an art, and no-one's from the old school
'Cause rap is still a brand-new tool
I say no-one's from the old school 'cause rap on a whole
Isn't even twenty years old
Fifty years down the line, you can start this
'Cause we'll be the old school artists
And even in that time, I'll say a rhyme
A brand-new style, ruthless and wild
Runnin' around spendin' money, havin' fun
'Cause even then, I'm still number one

Blastmaster krs-one of course
Comes to express with style the lost
Ways of rhyming, old and new, past and present
Knock, knock, who is it?
A brand-new style, hup, time to change
People talk about me when they see me on stage
Live in action, guaranteed raw
I hang with the rich and I work for the poor
Now tomorrow you can say you saw
Krs-one stompin' once more
I play by ear, I love to steer
The alfa romeo from here to there
I grab the beer, but not in the ride
'Cause I'm not stupid, I don't drink and drive
I'm not a beginner, amateur or local
My album is sellin' because of my vocals
You know what you need to learn?
Old school artists don't always burn
You're just another rapper who's had his turn
Now it's my turn, and I am concerned
About idiots posing as kings
What are we here to rule?
I thought we were supposed to sing
And if we oughta sing, then let us begin to teach
Many of you are educated, open your mouth and speak
Krs-one is something like a total renegade
Except I don't steal, I rhyme to get paid
Airplanes flyin', overseas people dyin'
Politicians lyin', I'm tryin'
Not to escape, but hit the problem head-on
By bringin' out the truth in a song
So bdp, short for boogie down productions
Made a little noise 'cause the crew was sayin' somethin'
People have the nerve to take me for a gangster
An ignorant one, something closer to a prankster
Doin' petty crimes, goin' straight to penitentiary
But in a scale of crime that's really elementary
This beat is now compelling me to explain in silence
Why my last jam was so violent
It's simple bdp will teach reality
No beatin' around the bush, straight up, just like the p is free
So now you know, a poet's job is never done
But I'm never overworked, 'cause I'm still number one
Kool moe dee, he's down with us
Eric b. and rakim, they're down with us
Stetsasonic, they're down with us
Dana dane, he's down with us
Sleeping bag records, they're down with us
My lawyer jay, he's down with us
Jive/rca is down with us
Makin' funky music is a must
I'm number one

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I Shot Ya (Remix) - Lyrics - Mr Smith - Ll Cool J

Title: I Shot Ya (Remix)
Album: Mr Smith
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): James Brown, Jean Claude Olivier, Lyn Collins, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
Yeah, L.O.D.
Keith Murray, Def Squad
Mr., Mr., Mr., Mr. Smith
You wanna hit?
Uhh, gimme an hour plus a pen and a pad

Yo, I'm here to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
And let my balls hang like I'm on a toilet takin' a shit
My style is all that, and a big bag of chips wit' the dip
Fuck all that sensuous shit, I represent intellectual violence

And leave your click holier than the Ten Commandments
Like Redman I shift with tha ruck
If ya if was a spliff we'd be all fucked up
No need to ask you who is he, son I get busy

Scuff my Timbs on the boulevard of many ruff cities
I'll have to Norman Bate ya, I love ta hate ya
'Cause youse a freak by nature, can't wait to face ya, mutilate ya
Drink your style down straight wit' no chaser

My verbal combat's like a mini-Mac to your back
As soon as one of you niggaz try to over react
Tha L.O.D. love good confrontation or vamp
Break your concentration, murder your camp

For tha jealous, overzealous, we fellaz
Blow the the spot like Branford Marsalis
Niggaz comin' through and actin' wild
Y'all commercial niggaz better have a Coke and a smile, I shot ya

Yo, I conversate wit' many men, it's time to begin again
Forgot what I already knew, aiyyo you hear me friend?
Illuminati want my mind, soul, and my body
Secret society, tryin' to keep they eye on me

But I'm stay incogni', in places they can't find me
Make my moves strategically, the G.O.D.
It's sorta similar but iller than a chess player
I use my thinker, it coincides with my blinker

While you wondered what we sayin' on the records real
Yeah, you motherfuckin' right kid you know the deal
My Mobb is infamous just like the fuckin' title read
You get back slapped so hard make ya nose bleed

Some, kids feeling guilty 'bout the
But you first baby girl so just face it
But anyway, back on the real side of things
My niggaz sling cracks and wear fat diamond rings

Not only is it inside the songs that we sing
Everything is real not just a song that we sing
From my life to the paper, very accurately
Give you all of my two so maybe you can three

Prodigy will forever will S-H-I-N-E
My shit attract millions like the moon attract the sea
How dare you ever in your life walk past me
Without acknowledgin' this man as G-O-D, I shot ya faggot ass

Now who the fuck you think you talkin to, I pay dues I spray crews
Look I'm Joey Crack, motherfuckers be like he's bad news
Runnin' this racket, from New York to Montego
Slaughterin' people, bring a ton of keys from Puerto Rico

I'd rather be feared than loved because the fear lasts longer
These bitch ass niggaz know we stronger
Than these weaklings, seekin', for respect that ain't there
Knuckleheads beware, there's mad tension in the air

Tommy guns for fun, shotties for block parties
While fresh lead heats up your insides like a fifth of Bacardi
Call the ambulance, this man's wet
Bullets cut him down from the root up just like a Gillette razor

Which I keep hidden in my oral
Ready to spatter, at any ad out, that wants to quarrel
These feds want me for some tax evasion
Now that the fact that somebody's gettin' lucci that's not Caucasian

Bullets be blazin'
Through these streets
Filled with torture
Joey Crack, a.k.a. Keyser Soze

Thug niggaz give they minks to chinks
To' down we sip drinks rockin' minks, flashin' rings and things
Frontin' hardcore deep inside the Jeep, mackin'
Doin' my thing fly nigga you a Scarface king

Bitches grab ya ta-ta's, get them niggaz for they chedda
Fuck it, Gucci sweaters and Armani leathers
Flossin' rocks like the size of Fort Knox
Four carats, the ice rocks, pussy bangin' like Versace locs pops

Want ta the creep, on the light raw ass cheeks
I'm sexin' raw dog without protection, disease infested
Uh, Italiano got the Lucciano
I gets down fuckin' with Brown Fox extra keys to the drop

Boo I'm jingling jaby, I got crazy Dominicans who pay me
To lay low, I play slow
Roll with tha Firm, Mafiaso crime king pin
It all real nigga what tha deal, I shot ya

What the fuck? I thought I conquered the whole world
Crushed Moe Dee, Hammer, and Ice-T's girl
But still, niggaz want to instigate shit
I'll battle any nigga in tha rap game quick

Name the spot, I make it hot for ya bitches
Female rappers too, I don't give a fuck boo
Word, I'm here to crush all my peers
Rhymes of the month in The Source for twenty years

Niggaz scared, I'm detrimental to your mental state
I use my presidential Rolex to be debate
Niggaz fight, glock cocked ya temple gets fucked
MC's, that fuck with LL they gets bucked

That's real, what's up with that 'I shot ya' deal?
Light shit, niggaz slip now how the bullet feel?
New York appeal, in L.A. they gang bang
But if you touch a mic your motherfuckin' ass hang

That's facts, niggaz don't recieve no type of slack
'Cause if they do, they ass is always runnin' back
Not this time, but next time I'ma name names
LL, shittin' from on top of the game, I shot ya

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I Want To Be The One - Lyrics - I'm Already There - Lonestar

Title: I Want To Be The One
Album: I'm Already There
Artist: Lonestar
Composer(s): Chuck Cannon, Lari White, Gary Nicholson

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Lyric:
I see those other guys
I hear them tell you lies
That same old song they sing
They only want one thing

I know you're searching for
Something that's so much more
And I want to give it to you

I want to be the one
(The one who makes you feel something real)
The one and only one
(The one who gets down deep and plays for keeps)

I want to be the one
(The one who talks it through, listens to you)
Please, let me be the one
(The one who truly knows you, just let me show you)

I want to make you see the possibilities
Of all that we could be to all eternity
And when you fall in love
Yeah, really fall in love, I want to be the one

Girl, you don?t know me well
But someday time will tell
These dreams I promise you
You?ll see them all come true

I?m talking band of gold
I?m talking soul to soul
And I ain?t just talking, baby

I want to, I want to be the one
(The one who makes you feel something real)
The one and only one
(The one who gets down deep and plays for keeps)

I want to be the one
(The one who talks it through, listens to you)
Please, let me be the one
(The one who truly knows you, just let me show you)

I want to make you see the possibilities
Of all that we could be to all eternity
And when you fall in love
Yeah, really fall in love, I want to be the one, yeah
And when you fall in love
Yeah, really fall in love, I want to be the one

I want to be the one, darling
Ooh, I want to be the one
Ooh, the one who talks to you
The one who listens to you

I want to be the one
The one who gets down deep
The one who plays for keeps
Please, let me be the one, oh

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Jealous Guy - Lyrics - Harlem World - Mase

Title: Jealous Guy
Album: Harlem World
Artist: Mase
Composer(s): Jeffrey Walker, Quinnes Parker, Mason Betha, M Johnson, L Johnson

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Lyric:
You know, there's a lot of jealous guys in this town
And many other towns I go to
But I'm afraid, right now, I'm so hurt
I'ma need 112 and Puff, to help me explain how I feel
So, come on fellas, help me out

Ladies, there's some jealous guys in our town
Oh, baby
Ladies, there's some jealous guys in our town
Oh, baby
(Well, well, well)

Now, would you be mad if I gave back your girl?
Or would it still be a problem with the entire Harlem World?
At first you were singing that she was your ex
But you was ready to kill me when you found out we had sex

When I came and told you the deal
You wouldn't admit how you feel
Now, you know your girl love me
Why can't you just let it be?
(Just let it be)

Ladies, there's some jealous guys in our town
Oh, baby
Ladies, there's some jealous guys in our town
Oh, baby
(Well, well, well)

Girl, I really hope you find a new lover
'Cuz Mase can't take no more of you fuckin' him and his brotha
And girl, what make you think you could do what you do
And think that we'll be standing here fighting over you? Come on

When I came and told him the deal
He wouldn't admit how he feel
Now, he know his girl love me
Why can't he just let it be?
(Just let it be)

Ladies, there's some jealous guys in our town
Oh, baby
Ladies, there's some jealous guys in our town
Oh, baby
(Well, well, well)

As I said before, I go by the name of Puffy Daddy
And I'm a Scorpio and I'm not a jealous guy
Come on, sing for me, Mase

Ladies, there's some jealous guys in our town
Oh, baby
Ladies, there's some jealous guys in our town
Oh, baby

Ladies, there's some jealous guys in our town
Oh, baby
Ladies, there's some jealous guys in our town
Oh, baby

You see if we had more pimps, it wouldn't be no jealous guys
See me, I live by the four pimp rules
Number one, you control the situation
You get in they head before you get in they bed

And number two, girls run like buses, you may miss one
Catch another one every hour on the hour, promptly
And number three, what that girl ain't willin' to do
You got a hundred more girls more than willin'

And number four, is a new rule to the new pimp testament
You can't be a playa and hate the playas
That don't make no sense

I don't wanna see no more jealous guys at the end of this song, y'all
I really don't wanna see no more jealous guys after this song, y'all
So, can y'all sing along with me
I mean put your hands together, sing along, y'all, sing along everybody

I just really wanna come and let you know
Girl, you just got to let them go
'Cuz they're jealous guys, jealous guys, in our town
And it's gonna show, love is gonna show
It's gonna show, oh, baby, it's gonna show, oh, oh

It's gonna show, it's gon', it's gon', it's gonna show
And you is a jealous guy in our town
In our town, in our town

Ooh, baby, ooh, yeah, uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh
Well, well, well, well, well, well
Well, well, well, well
Where do you go when there's jealous guys in our town?
(Now, that's the end of our discussion)

To all the player haters and player hatas
Mase, Harlem World, Puff Daddy and 112
Telling you to be a lover and not a hater

You'll get further in life
May God bless you and good night

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Jolly Mon Sing - Lyrics - Live at Fenway Park - Jimmy Buffett

Title: Jolly Mon Sing
Album: Live at Fenway Park
Artist: Jimmy Buffett
Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett, Michael Utley, Marshall Chapman, Will Jennings

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Lyric:
There is a tale that the Island people tell
Don't care if it is true 'cause I love it so well
Jolly Mon sing for his supper every night
The people fed him well 'cause he treated them so right

Oh oh oh, Jolly Mon sing
Oh oh oh, make Orion ring

And they wanted him to sing on the island near and far
He always found his way by Orion lucky star
He'd tell them of their joys, he'd tell them of their woes
They loved to see him come, they'd hate to see him go

Oh oh oh, Jolly Mon sing
Oh oh oh, make the music ring

He was makin' his way home on a dark and stormy night
When he heard a cry for help, he saw a flashin' light
When he reached the other boat and offered them a hand
They said, "Give us all your cargo", as the took a pirate stand

Oh oh oh, Jolly Mon sing
Oh oh oh, give 'em everything

"Jolly Mon it's over sing your last song very well"
They tossed him in the ocean 'cause their hearts were made in Hell
Came along a dolphin, he said, "Jolly Mon hello
I've always loved your singing, climb aboard, don't let go"

Oh oh oh, Jolly Mon sing
Oh oh oh, make the oceans ring

The night was filled with magic, they bid the sea goodbye
They swam into the heavens, they stayed up in the sky
And all the Island people when they wish upon a star
See the Dolphin and the Jolly Mon who tell them where they are

Oh oh oh, Jolly Mon sing
Oh oh oh, make the heavens ring

Oh oh oh, Jolly Mon sing
Oh oh oh, make the magic ring

Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, Jolly Mon sing

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G Style - Lyrics - Home Invasion - Ice T

Title: G Style
Album: Home Invasion
Artist: Ice T
Composer(s): Wendell Winston, Henry Garcia, Tracy Marrow

Lyric:
Yeah, right about now
Motherfuckers is layin for a nigga like me, Ice-T
To bust some freestyle shit but I don't do that
I just cold lounge up here at the ammo dump
With my nigga Aladdin, SLJ, LP and my nigga Henry G
Yeah, we do the shit like this

The card after the ace is deuce
So cut the nigga loose on the 3
That's me, the motherfuckin', T
I got ride on my surfboard, rhyme hard
But only buy the shit that I can't afford
That's everything, that's why I truck big fat rings

'Cause in the motherland gold is for kings
I got backup to jack up, punks who try to act up
Do a world tour, watch the big bank stack up
Motherfuckers get dropped with the quickness
I got an ill left and a right fist make mistakes
And you'll lose or you might die 'cause

I'm the wrong Ice for your bruise and that's no lie
Meanwhile the penile is stacked to the top
With my niggaz, mostly for squeezin' triggas
I call 'em homies, pigs call 'em crooks
So I write and put bucks on they books

I give a fuck about a cop or a G man
They all talk shit, their breath smellin' like semen
I catch 'em in the alley all alone
Put 'em in the prone, pop, pop, pop to the dome

It's the G-style
Gangsta style

G style, the gangsta talk, I got a Teflon .9
And it eats vest, I take a motherfucker out quick
Just for talkin' shit, ride rolls, catch hoes like a mitt
L.A., Atlanta, New York, yo, my shit rocks
Chi-town, Miami, Detroit, I get much props
Because I roll with the hardcore G

Every street's the same street to me
I don't bullshit, I don't quit writin' a rhyme fit
K K K pray each day that I get hit
Motherfuckers try to flip on the Icepick
Move and slip, close the eyes and catch a fuckin' clip

Not in the ghetto no more but I do hang
Got a black game and it's sittin' on them thangs
I kick the game from the street not the slamma
Tighten up my knockas with a big lead hammer

It's the G-style
Gangsta style

Some of the times, I write my raps with extreme speed
Some of the times, I take the pen and make pads bleed
My mind clicks to homicide, bullets fly, ladies cry
A lot of people die, some nights I can't right
Stare at the blue lines, I think, I'm a go blind

Then the beat becomes me sit in the dark
And write a whole fuckin' LP, G Style, the gangsta talk
Never near soft, hard as a knockout 'bout
It's no sellout, I keep crime in my rhyme
'Cause it's my thing, packed with guns and drugs
And lots of street slang, A B C D E F and LAPD

Words from a motherfuckin' OG, ammo dump
Pumps the sounds that you bump in your trunk
So turn it up punk, what'cha 'fraid of? What'cha made of?
Pull the pin, set the grenade off, blastin' sounds out ya jeep
On every city street, nigga, straight gangsta beat

It's the G-style
Gangsta style

Many like to dress the style and act hardcore
Many motherfuckers are and they crack jaws
I like to lay in the cut in a nightclub, don't smoke bud
Drink suds but I gets loved, mack, cool
I scope the freak with the mad backs
Hit her with the gangsta style, cool, relaxed, bam

Put her in the Benz, bump, Too Short, let her know
Right off the top, what's my sport, you think long
You think wrong, you got it goin' on, baby doll
But I won't sing you no love song, you either love me
Or you don't, you're either rollin' tonight or you won't
She likes the style, 'cause it don't bullshit around

Tongue in my ear, real slow and then it went down
I gotta flip into a ill mode, pack a clip full of hype tracks
And then unload music for the hardcore beat down
No weak pop shit, strictly underground
And if you don't like the style as I get wreck
Ease back nigga, catch a knife through the neck

It's the G-style
Gangsta style

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Hailie'S Song - Lyrics - The Eminem Show - Eminem

Title: Hailie'S Song
Album: The Eminem Show
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Marshall Mathers, Luis Edgardo Resto

Lyric:
Yo, I can't sing but I feel like singing
I wanna fuckin' sing
'Cuz I'm happy, yeah, I'm happy
I got my baby back, yo, check it out

Somedays I sit staring out the window
Watchin' this world pass me by
Sometimes I think there's nothin' to live for
I almost break down and cry

Sometimes I think I'm crazy, I'm crazy, oh, so crazy
Why am I here? Am I just wasting my time?
But then I see my baby, suddenly I'm not crazy
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes, oh, no

'Cuz sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders
Everyone's leaning on me
'Cuz sometimes it feels like the world's almost over
But then she comes back to me

My baby girl keeps getting' older
I watch her grow up with pride
People make jokes 'cuz they don't understand me
They just don't see my real side

I act like shit, don't phase me, inside it drives me crazy
My insecurities could eat me alive
But then I see my baby, suddenly I'm not crazy
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes, oh, no

'Cuz sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders
Everyone's leaning on me
'Cuz sometimes it feels like the world's almost over
But then she comes back to me

Man, if I could sing, I'd keep singin' this song to my daughter
If I could hit the notes, I'd blow something as long as my father
To show her how I feel about her, how proud I am that I got her
God, I'm a daddy, I'm so glad that her mom didn't

Now you probably get this picture from my public persona
That Imma pistol packin' drug addict, who bags on his mama
But I wanna to just take this time out to be perfectly honest
'Cuz there's a lot of shit I keep bottled, that hurts deep inside

Of my soul and just know that I grow colder the older I grow
This boulder on my shoulder gets heavy and harder to hold
And this load is like the weight of the world
And I think my neck is breakin'
Should I just give up or try to live up to these expectations?

Now look, I love my daughter more than life in itself
But I got a wife that's determined to make my life livin' hell
But I handle it well, given the circumstances I'm dealt
So many chances, man, it's too bad, could have had someone else

But the years that I've wasted is nothing to the tears that I've tasted
So here's what I'm facin', 3 felonies, 6 years of probation
I've went to jail for this woman, I've been to bat for this woman
I've taken bats to people's backs, bent over backwards for this woman

Man, I should have seen it coming, what I stick my penis up in?
Wouldn't have ripped the pre-nup up if I'da seen what she was fuckin'?
But fuck it, it is over, there's no more reason to cry no more
I got my baby, baby, the only lady that I adore, Hailie

So sayonara, try tommorra, nice to know ya
Our baby's traveled back to the arms of her rightful owner
And suddenly it seems like my shoulder blades have just shifted
It's like the greatest gift you can get, the weight has been lifted

And now it don't feel like the world's on my shoulders
Everyone's leaning on me
'Cuz my baby knows that her dad's a soldier
Nothing can take her from me

Told you I can't sing
Oh, well, I tried
Hailie, remember when I said
If you ever need anything

Daddy would be right there?
Guess what? Daddy's here
And I ain't going nowhere
Baby, I love you

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Hate It Or Love It - Lyrics - The Documentary - Game

Title: Hate It Or Love It
Album: The Documentary
Artist: Game
Composer(s): C Jackson, M Valenzano, Harris A Lyon, J Taylor, Baker Felde

Lyric:
Ya, let's take em back, uh huh

Comin' up I was confused, my mommy kissin' a girl
Confusion occurs comin' up in the cold world
Daddy ain't around, probably out committin' felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing, 'Check, Check Out My Melody'

I wanna live good so, shit, I sell dope
Fo' a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes
Nana told me if I pass could get a sheep skin coat
If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that'd be dope

Tossed and turned in my sleep that night
Woke up the next morning, niggas had stole my bike
Different day, same shit, ain't nothin' good in the hood
I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could

Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine, homie, until my heart stop
Go ahead envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me

Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine, homie, until my heart stop
Go ahead envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me

On the grill of my lowrider
Guns on both sides right above the gold wires
I'll fo-five 'em, kill a nigga on my song, and really do it
That's the true meanin' of a ghost rider

Ten G's will take ya daughter out of Air Forces
Believe you me, homie, I know all 'bout losses
I'm from Compton, wear the wrong colors, be cautious
One phone call'll have ya body dumped in marshes

I stay strapped like car seats
Been bangin' since my lil' nigga Rob got killed for his Barkleys
That's ten years I told Pooh in ninety-five
I'll kill you if you try me for my Air Max 95s

Told Banks when I met him I'ma ride
And if I gotta die, I'd rather a homicide
I ain't have fifty cent when my Grandmomma died
Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob boy, see how time fly?

Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine, homie, until my heart stop
Go ahead envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me

Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine, homie, until my heart stop
Go ahead envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me

From the beginnin' to the end, losers lose, winners win
This is real we ain't got to pretend
The cold world that we in is full of pressure and pain
Enough of me, nigga, now listen to Game

Used to see five-oh throw the crack by the bench
Now I'm fuckin' with five-oh, it's all startin' to make sense
My ma's happy, she ain't gotta pay the rent
And she got a red bow on that brand new Benz

Waitin' on shop money to lamp, sittin' in the Range
Thinkin' how they spent 30 million dollars on airplanes
When there's kids starvin'
'Pac is gone and Brenda still throwin' babies in the garbage

I wanna know 'What's Goin' On' like I hear Marvin
No schoolbooks, they used that wood to build coffins
Whenever I'm in the booth and I get exhausted
I think what if Marie Bank had got that abortion? I love you, ma

Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine, homie, until my heart stop
Go ahead envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me

Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine, homie, until my heart stop
Go ahead envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me

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Like I Love You - Lyrics - Justified - Justin Timberlake

Title: Like I Love You
Album: Justified
Artist: Justin Timberlake
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, Justin Timberlake, Pharrell Williams, Gene Elliott Jr Thornton

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Lyric:
Just something about you
The way I'm lookin' at you, whatever
You keep lookin' at me
You gettin' scared now, right?
Don't fear me baby, it's just Justin
It feel good right? Listen

I kind of noticed from one night
In the club, your front face
It's kind of weird to me since you're so fine
If it's up to me, you'll face no change

If you smiling, that should set the tone
Just be limber
And if you let go, the music should move your bones
Just remember

Sing this song with me
Ain't nobody love you like I love you
You're a good girl and that's what makes me trust ya
Late at night, I talk to you
You will know the difference when I touch you

People are so phony, nosy 'cause they're lonely
Aren't you sick of the same thing?
They say so and so was dating, love you or they're hatin'
When it doesn't matter anyway
'Cause we're here tonight

If you smiling that should set the tone
Just be limber, baby
And if you let go, the music should move your bones
Baby, just remember

Sing this song with me
Ain't nobody love you like I love you
You're a good girl and that's what makes me trust ya
Late at night, I talk to you
You will know the difference when I touch you

Yeah, you know I can make ya happy
I could change your life

If you give me that chance to be your man
I won't let you down, baby
If you give me that chance to be your man
Here baby, put on my jacket and then

Maybe we'll fly tonight
(I just wanna love you baby)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Girl
Maybe we'll fly tonight
(I just wanna love you baby)
Girl

Ma, what chu wanna do? I'm in front of you
Grab a friend, see I can have fun with two
Or me and you put on a stage show
And the mall kids, that's how to change low
From them you heard, "Wow, it's the same glow"
Look at me, I say, "Yeah, it's the same dough"
We the same type, you my air of life
You have sleepin' in the same bed, every night

Go rock with me, you deserve the best
Take a few shots, let it burn in your chest
We could ride down, pumpin' N.E.R.D. in the deck
Funny how a few words turn into sex
Play this free, joint called, "Brain"
Ma, take a hint, make me swerve in the lane
The name Malicious and I burn every track
Clipse and J. Timberlake, now how heavy is that?

Maybe we'll fly tonight
(I just wanna love you baby)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Girl
Maybe we'll fly tonight
(I just wanna love you baby)
Girl

Ain't nobody love you like I love you
You're a good girl and that's what makes me trust ya
Late at night, I talk to you
You will know the difference when I

You know, I used to dream about this when I was a little boy
I never thought it would end up this way, drums
It's kind of special right? Yeah
You know, you think about it
Sometimes people just destined
Destined to do what they do
And that's what it is, now everybody dance

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