1000 Things - Lyrics - Tonight Not Again/Live at Eagles Ballroom - Jason Mraz

Title: 1000 Things
Album: Tonight Not Again/Live at Eagles Ballroom
Artist: Jason Mraz
Composer(s): Jason Mraz

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Lyric:
And I'm, I'm over-joyed
And I'm, I'm over-loved
And I'm feeling lucky like a little boy
Who's hiding under cover
And looking to discover
Every way to play the part inside this darkened cave
The meaning of life, well it starts at the nightlight
Close your eyes and I hope you see mine

And I've, well I've seen a thousand things in one place
But I stopped my counting when I saw your face
Erasing memory, well I feel as though I've never seen a face before
Until I saw your eyes
And they're smiling back at me through my tears
I've been counting all these years, oh
Suddenly the thousand things I've seen were nothing more than dreams of
Of you and me
You and me
Quietly at a standstill now
Fortunately you will, well you'll kiss me, I will
I will kiss you back

Oh the fact of the matter is
And I don't know what the latter is, oh no way
See, I've always wanted to kiss you
But I, I always wanted to run from you
Because I've always wanted to miss you
And I, I always wanted to come for you

"Well I love my comfort foods," you said
While you always say, "How do you do?"

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10 Commandments - Lyrics - Meet The Girl Next Door - Lil' Mo

Title: 10 Commandments
Album: Meet The Girl Next Door
Artist: Lil' Mo
Composer(s): Kim Jones, Christopher Martin, Cynthia Loving, Chucky Thompson, Khary Kimani Turner

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Lyric:
Ladies, I wrote me a manual
How to keep your man
These rules you must follow
My 10 commandments
(Oo, oo, oo)

Let me break it down for you
Rule number 1
Never give him some on the first night
Rule number 2
Never bring your man around your crew

Rule number 3
Never call him first let him call you
Rule number 4
Never let him know your every move

Rule number 5
Never tell him about your past
How many other lovers you've had?
How many other lovers went bad?
Make no exceptions
If you want it to last

Girl, you got to understand him
If you want to keep your man whipped
Follow my 10 commandments
And he'll keep coming back for more
And more and more

Rule number 6
Never mix business with pleasure
Rule number 7
Never move in unless he tell ya

Rule number 8
Never tell your friends about your bedroom
Rule number 9
Never let them know his shoe size

Rule number 10
Should have been rule number 1
'Cos If you give in on the first night
Make sure you ride that thing

Scream his name
And he'll be yours for life
'Cos you know your excited
('Cos you know your excited)

And you just can't fight it
And you wanna tell all your friends
But you've got to make sure loves intact
Because you want him to keep coming back

Girl, you got to understand him
If you want to keep your man whipped
Follow my 10 commandments
And he'll keep coming back for more
And more and more

Girl, you got to understand him
If you want to keep your man whipped
Follow my 10 commandments
And he'll keep coming back for more
And more and more

There's never no such thing as giving him to much
'Cos if you want to wed with your man
You can never give enough
'Cos you get excited

And wanna tell everybody
But you've got to make sure
Loves intact
Then it will help you bring him back

I've been in this thing for years
It made me an animal
Me and my girl
Mo wrote you'll a manual

Step by step booklet for you to keep
Your man in his place
And out the next girls' face
Rule number 1

Never give a dude money
Girl, don't be a dummy
Let the homie, stay bummy
'Cos once he start, he won't stop, that's it

And all he gonna do is spend it on the next chic
Rule number 2
Before you give him some
It's your way

Shoppin', a new car
That's what I call foreplay
Now don't get me wrong
Respect your man

But if dude gets out of line
Then check your man
Rule number 3
Should have been rule number 1

Never go down
Till he licks you round
Your neck, your back, your pussy and ass crack
Rule number 4, 5 and 6

Very important lessons
Keep your man guessing
Never let him see you stressing
And if you love heres 7, 8, 9 and 10

Never ever, ever mess with his friend
See if you follow these
You'll have mad bred
To breaka house on the beach

And mad trips to jacob
He'll be home at night cooking you a steaka
And he'll keep coming back for more
On the wake up

Girl, you got to understand him
If you want to keep your man whipped
Follow my 10 commandments
And he'll keep coming back for more
And more and more

Girl, you got to understand him
If you want to keep your man whipped
Follow my 10 commandments
And he'll keep coming back for more
And more and more

Understand
If you want to keep your man
And you want to hold on to him
Keep your man whipped

Follow my 10 commandments
Ha, you got it
Ha, keep coming back for more
Understand

Keep your man
My command
More and more and more
More and more and more

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10 Million Ways - Lyrics - Mack 10

Title: 10 Million Ways
Artist: Mack 10
Composer(s): Dedrick Rolison, O'Shea Jackson

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Lyric:
'Cause if you fuck with us
We leave scars
'Cause if you fuck with us
We leave scars

'Cause if you fuck with us
We leave scars
'Cause if you fuck with us
We leave scars

Tick tock around the clock for the rock ya come see me
Just knock at the door I'll grant your wish like a genie
Strait out to get paid stack the loot that I made
Been slangin' dope out my mammas' house since the 10th grade

Never tried it can't deny it in the tiots was a looter
Used to hang with drive by shooters, stick 'em up for Honda scooters
Never was a scholar make you throw yo hands and holla
Wolla went to Jr. High slangin' joints fo a dollar

Finger waves was the new fad so they spoted a due rags
Niggas got dumped on fo the red or blue rags
Down with the G's so them niggas never serve me
Bellin' through the hood in my honeycomb Jersey

Painter pants cuffed so I fix it on my biscuits
Till my hair get long enough to brade my bitch I'll keep it twisted
It's that nigga runnin' wild punch the pedal to the meadow
And everywhere I go it's a must I keep it ghetto

'Cause if you fuck with us
We leave scars
Motherfucker crime pays
In 10 millions ways

'Cause if you fuck with us
We leave scars
Motherfucker crime pays
In 10 millions ways

Choose one, choose one
Choose one, choose one
1 2 3 4, hit it
Choose one, choose one
Choose one, choose one
1 2 3 4, hit it

24/7 on a 211
Fresh out the county I hunt like a bounty
From 10 to midnight make sure my shit tight
Map out the lick right so that I hit right

I strike to stay alive to be exact need a sack
Can't hack this monkey on my back
So I shot it now you plot it I got it
Exotic to erotic money ho's to narcotics

No preachin' knowledge of self or religion
I'm too busy raisin' pit bulls and pigeons
Put the hustle down steady for the summer
I'm ready way tighter got two birds and a rider

But I'm out fo mo nigga can't get enough doe
Place my hands on the fo fo
Arm robbery is my hobby
So I gotta sickum then lickum now who's my next victim

'Cause if you fuck with us
We leave scars
Motherfucker crime pays
In 10 millions ways

'Cause if you fuck with us
We leave scars
Motherfucker crime pays
In 10 millions ways

Choose one, choose one
Choose one, choose one
1 2 3 4, hit it
Choose one, choose one
Choose one, choose one
1 2 3 4, hit it

Got the plak in the back straight rag top
Peepin' the scene with the gangsta lean
Super clean in and out make you weak at the knees
I watch fo the thieves on my hunt spoke D's

Stereo type foe life from the streets where the palms trees sway
And the money parlay
Fo block niggas got the hoes like sewed up
Bitches on my nuts every since I first showed up

BG nigga with my though skins hangin'
Tryin' to look like my big homies that was bangin'
Slangin' like 90 goin' north with the cavey
Twistin' through the hood in a 83 caddy

Coupe Deville I packs my big still
'Cause it's sittin' on white ones with the two way tight ones
And as I floss I keeps my Nina Ross
Cocked with the clipin' to catch a nigga slippin'

'Cause if you fuck with us
We leave scars
Motherfucker crime pays
In 10 millions ways

'Cause if you fuck with us
We leave scars
Motherfucker crime pays
In 10 millions ways

(Let me [Incomprehensible] the way)
Choose one, choose one
Choose one, choose one
1 2 3 4, hit it
(Let me [Incomprehensible] the way)
Choose one, choose one
Choose one, choose one
1 2 3 4, hit it

'Cause if you fuck with us
We leave scars
Motherfucker crime pays
In 10 millions ways

'Cause if you fuck with us
We leave scars
Motherfucker crime pays
In 10 millions ways

(Let me [Incomprehensible] the way)
Choose one, choose one
Choose one, choose one
1 2 3 4, hit it
(Let me [Incomprehensible] the way)
Choose one, choose one
Choose one, choose one
1 2 3 4, hit it

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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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7th Wave - Lyrics - I To Sky - Jj72

Title: 7th Wave
Album: I To Sky
Artist: Jj72
Composer(s): Mark Greaney

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Lyric:
Boy made of dread poaches from the river
His eyes are rimmed with lead, heart is made of silver
Rays of love shine on, rays of life shine on

Girl made of hope poaches from the river
Her eyes are lost in hope, heart is made of silver
Rays of love shine on, rays of hope shine on

Boy made of dread poaches from the river
Eyes are rimmed with lead, heart is made of silver

Take love to you
Oh, life to me

Love in my heart poaches from the river
Heart in my love takes me home the real way
Smile in my love takes me home on further
Here in my heart, takes me home away

Sad love to you, all love to you
Sad love to you, sad me, sad love

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Across The Border - Lyrics - Mase

Title: Across The Border
Artist: Mase
Composer(s): Stason Betha, Andre Hudson, Julio Colon, Mason Betha, Chauncey Hawkins, Michael Foster

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Lyric:
Uh, uh
It was the middle of June, me and my grandmama
Had some free time, flew to Panama
I was playin' the bar, sippin' a Margarita
When this chick from Argentina, her name Armenita

She told me, "You could make some fast cash
You help me change my name from Vasquez to your name"
"Take me to your domain"
"Trick, you must be out yo' brain"

She said, "It's no game, my pops got tons of cocaine
And you could have some if you get me on your plane"
I said, "Here the dealie, you sound silly
Think hard, there gotta be another way to get you a green card"

Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you we gon' see the world
It'd be like paradise, baby

"Rosalie, you don't know who I suppose to be
But whatever you wanna be you can come go wit' me"
Her last thoughts thinking I'mma get her a passport
"Whatever you need ma, just ask for"

Now she lunch meat, she look at J like she home free
"J, can you really get me in your country?"
"No lie, I can do whatever I mo' tie, so fly"
Mami started offering me chochas

Certainly the way she flirt wit' me
If I get her in the US she work for free
Though she nice to me, I'm runnin' twice the G
For the right price she could be a wife to me

Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It'd be like paradise, baby

Hey girl, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
But if you cross me, you lost me forever, baby

I got a girl out in Asia, name Malaysia
Who was a real bad chick that owns a bodega
She wanted me to save her and make her life greater
'Cuz her dad hates her and rapes her
She tried to get some paper

"When you wanna leave, I'mma take ya
In fact, pack ya things, I got a crib in Jamaica
Mami, mi casa a su casa
We could do the salsa so, que pasa?"

She said she had money but it was all in trust funds
But I could get a lump sum if I can get her through customs
"So bring the cake, we gon' swing outta state
I'mma make you dream when you awake"
Yo loon, sing the break, what?

Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It'd be like paradise, baby

In the middle of Nicaragua, met a mami named Talia
Weren't plain, then I caught a boat wit' this dumb dame
An immigrant, marry her, make her legitimate
Illiterate mess wit' Hud, she don't consider it

She said, "Pa, llevame contigo
Lean dough and I'mma pay yo' peoples"
This retard chick started looking at me hard
She gassed up thinkin' I'mma get her a green card

And she don't know that she ain't coming wit' me
And I don't stuck up for some hundreds of G's
And while I see her standing there lookin' around
Huddy took the money, slid outta town, what? Uh?

Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It'd be like paradise, baby

Hey girl, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
But if you cross me, you lost me forever, baby

I mean this
Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It'd be like paradise, baby

Hey girl, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
But if you cross me, you lost me forever, baby

I mean this
Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It'd be like paradise, baby

Hey girl, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
But if you cross me, you lost me forever, baby

I mean this
Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It'd be like paradise, baby

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Act A Fool - Lyrics - King Tee

Title: Act A Fool
Artist: King Tee
Composer(s): R (King Tee) Mcbride, M (Dj Pooh) Jordan

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Lyric:
It's Friday night on the streets of L.A.
I'm goin' out, been hangin' 'round the house all day
So, I take me a shower, dress like a big daddy
Stop at the Arco, put some gas in my caddy

Armor on my wheels, shine up my daytons
Check my 12-gage, I see jackers just waitin'
Got in my car, rolled up the tinted glass
Looked for my Zapp tape to pop in my dash

Can't find it, forget it, went under my seat
Found my old fired tape of the song 'Knee Deep'
So, I popped it in, then I pumped it up
Love hearin' funk because disco sucks

Body got chills when the basses started poundin'
I took off because I'm goin' to town and
Won't be back till mornin', don't have to go to school
Better get ready, I'm finna act a fool

The way I [Incomprehensible]

Now, I'm on the move, got a grand in my pocket
Reached for my phone, plugged it in the socket
Heard the dial tone, so I dialed up Aladdin
He answered the phone and said, "What's up?" I said, "What's happenin?"

He said, "Where you been? I been tryin' to get in touch
The party's in Watts," I said, "I don't give a fuck
If you wanna go, just wear neutral colors
If anybody asks you, just tell 'em you're my brother"

Stopped at the store to buy me a Cisco
A 40 ounce and some crackers by Nabisco
Amount and I pulled out a 10
And said, "Fuck it, Supersacco and gin
I'm finna act a fool"

Now, I'm drivin' down Compton on my way to get Aladdin
Feelin' like a pimp till my tape started draggin'
It's a old tape anyway, it ain't no thing
Pulled it out and slapped in Dana Dane

Got to Aladdin's house and I honked my horn
He said, "When we comin' back?" I said, "6 in tha morn"
So, he got in the car, lookin' half-dead
So, I gave him my Cisco and took the 40 to the head

Now, I'm feelin' tipsy and I'm headed for Watts
But wait, what do I see sittin' at the bus stop?
Sexy Susanna had a butt that kills
Pretty long hair but they say it's not real

Aladdin yelled, she threw a rock at my glass
So, I got out my car and drop-kicked her ass
I checked out my window, everything was cool
She was lucky, I was nice and I didn't act a fool

We finally arrived at the party, drunk as a jerk
Got out my car, pressed the kit, so the alarm, would chirp
After that we made our way, I tried not to fall
Couldn't walk a straight line if they let me crawl

Got to the door and what spots my eye?
My homeboy, Mr. Prince, and he's smokin' some Thai
So, I stumbled his way and said, "Hey, pass the jay"
I took a hit for my mouth spray

This girl asked me to dance but I told the hoe no
'Cause she was on my tip cause of my big gold rope
But it seems she got offended, that's splendid
Before she starts somethin', I just slap her and end it

'Cause I feel like a gangster and I just don't care
About a girl with fake drag, fake eyes, fake hair
Fake clothes, fake nails and all that fake jewelry
All she wanna do is tell her friends that she screwed me

I get nutty, act a fool when I want to
Run up when I'm drunk and I just might pump you
Take your car, your wife, keep talkin', your life
Beat you down, like your down and have you smokin' the pipe
Do you know why? Do you know, do you know why? 'Cause I'm cool

Well, kill me
Shoot me, muthafucka
I gotcha
Oh, goddamn

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Adam Lives In Theory - Lyrics - MTV Unplugged 2.0 - Lauryn Hill

Title: Adam Lives In Theory
Album: MTV Unplugged 2.0
Artist: Lauryn Hill
Composer(s): Lauryn Hill

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Lyric:
Adam lives in theory tryin' to turn stone into bread
Masquerading like he's got it figured out
Cut off from the sunshine, only smart in his own head
Leaving his descendants to hope and doubt

Left to his devices, those worthless sacrifices
Praying to the altar of his self
Making pilgrimages thinking he's religious
Like he's got all the light, and no one else

He takes the unsuspected
'Cuz he knows they're not connected
And he shows them how to be just as he is, virtually real
And commercially appeal, to the lust of all the people where he lives

Eve was so naive, blinded by the pride and greed
Wanting to be intellectual
Drifting from the way, she got turned down one day
And now she thinks that she's bisexual

Caught up in emotion, burning up in her devotion
To the king of exploitation in the field
She handed him her virtue, 'cuz he told, "I won't hurt you"
So she lay with him to see how good it feels

Now can you tell me, what, what we gonna do now?
Where we gonna go now? What we gonna say now?
Now can you tell me, what, what we gonna do now?
Where we gonna go now? What we gonna say now?

Now after the sensation, and the empty fornication
She brought infection home into her bed
Quickly multiplying, now the three of them are dyin'
By the poison she perceived to be good

Now Eve and her husband, are perverted in their judgment
'Cuz everything appeared to be the same
They entertain suggestions, next time just use protection
Desiring to cover up their shame

But much to their demise, poor decision closed their eyes
To the very antidote of their dilemma
Burning in their lust, both of them adulterous
Destroying the original agenda

Praying to the sky, in order to maintain a lie
They exhausted every possible conclusion
They can't even entertain, or the solution in a brain
Or filled with vain, information and pollution

Hiding from the truth, he provided an excuse
To explain away his desperate situation
When confronted, blamed his wife, giving birth to carnal life
Refusing to acknowledge what he'd done

And now, if we can agree with who created us to be
Who says we're guilty, everyone before His eyes
Making no exceptions, since the day of our conception
Predisposed to hating truth, and loving lies

Then can you tell me, what, what we gonna do now?
Where we gonna go now? What we gonna say now?
Now can you tell me, what, what we gonna do now?
Where we gonna go now? What we gonna say now?

Stop walking in pride, let the thief be crucified
Unlearn everything you know and let Him teach you
Line upon line, and precept upon precept
Say goodbye to this decaying social system

He wants to know, how far we're willing to go?
If we love Him like we say we do, He'll try us
Just you don't regress, or slip into hopelessness
Once He's satisfied, His love, He won't deny us

And then He'll tell us what, what we gonna do now
Where we gonna go now, what we gonna say now
And then He'll tell us, what, what we gonna do now
Where we gonna go now, what we gonna say now

I'm telling you, telling you, I'm telling you
I'm telling you, I'm telling you, I'm telling you
He's gonna tell us, tell us, tell us
Ooh! Yeah

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A Day In The Life - Lyrics - John Lennon

Title: A Day In The Life
Artist: John Lennon
Composer(s): Paul Mccartney, John Lennon

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Lyric:
I read the news today, oh boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well, I just had to laugh
I saw the photograph

He blew his mind out in a car
He didn't notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They'd seen his face before
Nobody was really sure if he was from the House of Lords

I saw a film today, oh boy
The English army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
But I just had to look, having read the book
I'd love to turn you on

Woke up, got out of bed
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
And looking up, I noticed I was late

Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke
And somebody spoke and I went into a dream
Ahh, ahh, ahh

I read the news today, oh boy
Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall
I'd love to turn you on

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After An Afternoon - Lyrics - Tonight Not Again/Live at Eagles Ballroom - Jason Mraz

Title: After An Afternoon
Album: Tonight Not Again/Live at Eagles Ballroom
Artist: Jason Mraz
Composer(s): Jason Thomas Mraz, Ariel Quirolo

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Lyric:
I bare my windowed self, untamed and untrained
Dreams that hardly touch our complexions truest faults
If room enough for both my drowsy spirit shall fall
Bold waves tumble oh to the season of my heart

And you have offended my faith and my trust
Until all is lost into the beauty of the day
Until all is lost, until all is lost

But there's something in the way you laugh
And it makes me feel like a child
Aspects of life they confuse me
You and your thesis amuse me

Oh, after and afternoon with you
And your rich brown eyes
Your lips and dark hair

Elbows and exposed knees tossing toward the ceiling
After an after, after an after, after an afternoon
After an after, after an afternoon with you

Face to palm, tear to tear
Mouth to tongue, heart to ground
Heart to ground, heart to ground
I am in love

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After You Came - Lyrics - Every Good Boy Deserves Favour - Moody Blues

Title: After You Came
Album: Every Good Boy Deserves Favour
Artist: Moody Blues
Composer(s): Graeme Edge

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Lyric:
Since it began I've got one dream
And really it's my only blessing
If I can come through then so can you
And you will find there's no regretting

Things that you want from your life's font
Will never let your spirit grow
Come back to earth for what it's worth
For you've been dreaming of the ceiling not a home

I've been doing my best
What else can I do?
Is there something I've missed
That will help you through

I've reached the top of my wall
I've found another way to fall

For some short time, for a while you and I were joined to eternity
Then we're split in two back to me and you
Like the rain rising from the sea
Rising from the sea

We all can see what we shall be
But knowing's really not controlling
With time perhaps I'll pass the traps
And find some peace and understanding

After you've come and while you're gone
You leave me guessing, it's depressing
Never to know the way to go
To find some time along a little less pressing

So you just have to laugh
When it hurts so much
You're so far away
And so hard to touch

I've reached the top of my wall
I've found another way to fall

Since it began I've got one dream
And really it's my only blessing
If I can come through then so can you
And you will find there's no regretting

Things that you want from your life's font
Will never let your spirit grow
Come back to earth for what it's worth
For you've been dreaming of the ceiling not a home

I've been doing my best
What else can I do?
Is there something I've missed
That will help you through

I've reached the top of my wall
I've found another way to fall

I've reached the top of my wall
I've found another way to fall

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Ain'T It Funny (Murder Remix Featja Rule &Amp; Caddillac Tah) - Lyrics - J To Tha L-O! The Remixes - Jennifer Lopez

Title: Ain'T It Funny (Murder Remix Featja Rule &Amp; Caddillac Tah)
Album: J To Tha L-O! The Remixes
Artist: Jennifer Lopez
Composer(s): Jennifer Lopez, Cory Rooney

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Lyric:
Estoy loca
Enamorada
De ti

It seemed to be like the perfect thing for you and me
It's so ironic you're what I had pictured you to be
But there are facts in our lives we can never change
Just tell me that you understand and feel the same

This perfect romance that I've created in my mind
(In my mind)
I'd live a thousand lives each one with you right by my side
But yet we find ourselves in a less than perfect circumstance
(Ooh)
And so it seems like we'll never have the chance
(Chance)

Ain't it funny how some feelings you just can't deny?
(Ohh)
And you can't move on even though you try
(Ahh)
Ain't it strange when you're feeling things you shouldn't feel?
(Oh, I wish this could be real)
Ain't it funny how a moment could just change your life?
(Ohh)
And you don't want to face what's wrong or right
(No)
Ain't it strange how fate can play a part?
(In the story of your heart)

Sometimes I think that a true love can never be
(Never be)
I just believe that somehow it wasn't meant for me
Life can be cruel in a way that I can't explain
(Ooh)
And I don't think that I could face it all again

I barely know you but somehow I know what you're about
(You're about)
A deeper love I've found in you and I no longer doubt
You've touched my heart and it altered every plan I've made
(Ooh)
And now I feel that I don't have to be afraid
(Afraid)

Ain't it funny how some feelings you just can't deny?
(Ohh)
And you can't move on even though you try
(Ahh)
Ain't it strange when you're feeling things you shouldn't feel?
(Oh, I wish this could be real)
Ain't it funny how a moment could just change your life?
(Ohh)
And you don't want to face what's wrong or right
(No)
Ain't it strange how fate can play a part?
(In the story of your heart)

(Ooh ooh ooh)
I locked away my heart
But you just set it free
Emotions I felt
Held me back from what my life should be
(Oooh ooh ooh)
I pushed you far away
And yet you stayed with me
I guess this means
That you and me were meant to be

Ain't it funny how some feelings you just can't deny?
(Ohh)
And you can't move on even though you try
(Ohh)
Ain't it strange when you're feeling things you shouldn't feel?
(Oh, I wish this could be real, oh yea)
Ain't it funny how a moment could just change your life?
(Oh yea)
And you don't want to face what's wrong or right
(No, no)
Ain't it strange how fate can play a part?
(In the story of your heart, oh yea)

(Ohh, Ohh)
Ain't it funny how some feelings you just can't deny?
(Funny)
(Ohh, Ohh)
And you can't move on even though you try
(Even if you try)
(Ohh, Ohh)
Ain't it strange when you're feeling things you shouldn't feel?
(Ohh, Oh
(Baby, ain't it funny how?)
(Ohh, Ohh)
Ain't it funny how a moment could just change your life?
(Ohh, Ohh)
(Change your life)
And you don't want to face what's wrong or right
(Ohh, Ohh)
(Wrong or right)
Ain't it strange how fate can play a part?
(Ohh, Ohh)
(Baby, ain't it funny how?)

(Ohh, Ohh)
Ain't it funny how some feelings you just can't deny?
(Ohh, Ohh)
(Can't deny)
And you can't move on even though you try
(Ohh, Ohh)
(Though you try)
Ain't it strange when you're feeling things you shouldn't feel?
(Ohh, Ohh)
(Baby)
(Ohh, Ohh)
Ain't it funny how a moment could just change your life?
(Ohh, Ohh)
And you don't want to face what's wrong or right
(Ohh, Ohh)
Ain't it strange how fate can play a part?
(Ohh, Ohh)

(Ohh, Ohh)
Ain't it funny how some feelings you just can't deny?
(Ohh, Ohh)
And you can't move on even though you try
(Ohh, Ohh)
Ain't it strange when you're feeling things you shouldn't feel?
(Ohh, Ohh)
Ain't it funny how a moment could just change your life?
(Ohh, Ohh)
And you don't want to face
(Ohh, Ohh)

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Ain'T My Crime - Lyrics - Orgasmatron - MotÖRhead

Title: Ain'T My Crime
Album: Orgasmatron
Artist: MotÖRhead
Composer(s): Ian Fraser Kilminster, Michael Burston

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Lyric:
I don't believe a word, I know you tell me lies
Just watch me flip the bird, right in your lyin' eyes
You just can't figure out, why I'm the way I am
I'm low-life born and bred and I don't give a damn

I've had enough, I'm stepping out of line
Ain't gonna stop me babe, you ain't worth a dime
You nearly had me fooled, wastin' my time
You might've broke my heart and if you broke my heart
I know it ain't my crime

I'm here to tell you, was here and now I'm gone
You need a wages slave but I sure ain't the one
I'm moving off the lot, just hire another act
I don't need what you got that ain't where I'm at

I've had enough, I'm stepping out of line
Ain't gonna stop me babe, you ain't worth a dime
You nearly had me fooled, wastin' my time
You might've broke my heart and if you broke my heart
I know it ain't my crime

Just show me the door, here I go again
I seen it all before, happens now and then
No tears in your eyes, sure ain't none in mine
Two people in disguise, frozen in time

I've had enough, I'm stepping out of line
Ain't gonna stop me babe, you ain't worth a dime
You nearly had me fooled, wastin' my time
You might've broke my heart and if you broke my heart
I know it ain't my crime

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Z - Ain'T No ***** - Lyrics - Unplugged - Jay

Title: Z - Ain'T No *****
Album: Unplugged
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Dennis Lambert, Tyrone Thomas, Shawn Carter, August Moon, Brian Potter

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Lyric:
Foxy Brown
What? Jay-Z, what

I keep it fresher than the next bitch
No need for you to ever sweat the next bitch
With speed, I make the best bitch see the exit, indeed
You gotta know you're thoroughly respected by me

You get the keys to the Lexus with no driver
You gotcha own '96 suh-in, the ride
And keep your ass tighter than Versace, that's why
You gotta watch your friends you got to watch me, they connivin' shit

The first chance to crack the bank
They try me, all they get is 50 cent francs
And papayas, from the village to the tele
Time to kill it on your belly, no question
I got more black chicks between my sheets than Essence

They say sex is a weapon, so when I shoot
Meet your death in less than eight seconds
Still poundin' in my after life laughin', my shit is tight
Who you askin', right?

Ain't no nigga like the one I got
(No one can fuck you betta)
Sleeps around but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in diamonds and leathers)

Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the freaks to find a man o' they own
Man o' they own, man o' they own
(Yea, yea)

Fresh to Def in Moschino, coach bag
Lookin' half black and Filipino, fakin' no jacks
Got you a beeper to feel important
Surroudin' your feet in Joanie Dega's and Charles Jordan

I keep ya dove but love
You know these ho's be makin' me weak
Y'all knows how it goes B and so I creep

I've been sinnin' since you been playin' wit Barbie and Ken 'n'
You can't change a player's game in the ninth innin'
The chrome rim spinnin' keeps 'em grinnin'
So I run way the fuck up in 'em and wrinkle the face like linen

I play hard-eh till they say God
He's keepin' it real, jigga, stay hard
Lawd, don't even trip
I never slip, nigga, get a grip

What you don't see is whatcha get
Weapons concealed, what the fuck y'all feel?
When you niggas play sick we can all get ill
(What the deal?)

Ain't no nigga like the one I got
(No one can fuck you betta)
Sleeps around but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in diamonds and leathers)

Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the freaks to find a man o' they own
Man o' they own, man o' they own

Yo, ain't no stoppin' this, no lie
Promise to stay monogamous, I try
But love, you know these ho's be makin' me weak
Y'all knows how it goes B, so I stay deep

What up, boo? Just keep me laced in the illa snakes
Bank rolls and shit, back rubs in the French tub
Mackin' this bitch, wifee, nigga
So when you flip that coke, remember the days you was dead broke

But now you're style and I raised you
Basically, made you into a don
Flippin' weight, heroin and shit, you know the pussy is all that
That's why I get bagets five carats and all that

From Dolce Gabana to H Vendell, I'm ringin' bells
So who the playa? I still keep you in the illest gators
Tailor-made so we can lay up in the shade reminiscin'
On how I fuck the best o' shit

Specially when I'm flippin' Baileys
Don't give a fuck about how you move with them other mamis
I push da Z, eatin' shrimp scampi with rocks larger than life
Fuck them Reebok broads, you made it known who your wife was

I got you frontin' in Armani sweaters before this rap shit
When you was in levers and bullshit berettas
And eek classes with mo in the glasses, shows in Cali
Wit all the flavor suede Bally's

Now all your mens' up in your Benz's high post
I swear you be killin' me playin' inside my pubic hairs
I never worry 'bout them other chicks
'Cuz you proved who was your wiz when you was spinnin' that bitch

I took a little when you was up North, your comisary stay pilin'
How you livin' large on the island, all them collects have me vex
But when you come home
Knew I was comin' off wit half of dem checks

Now we on the rise, your diamond mami wit the slanted eyes
Holdin' this grip cocked the green and the shit
Fucks no, I see half o' the dough
Made you into a star, pushin' hundred thousand dollar cars

Ain't no nigga like the one I got
(No one can fuck you betta)
Sleeps around but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in diamonds and leathers)

Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the freaks to find a man o' they own
Man o' they own, man o' they own

Ain't no nigga like the one I got
(No one can fuck you betta)
Sleeps around but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in diamonds and leathers)
Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone

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Z - Ain'T No Nigga - Foxy Brown - Lyrics - Bring It On: The Best Of - Jay

Title: Z - Ain'T No Nigga - Foxy Brown
Album: Bring It On: The Best Of
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Dennis Lambert, Tyrone Thomas, Shawn Carter, August Moon, Brian Potter

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Lyric:
Foxy Brown
What? Jay-Z, what

I keep it fresher than the next bitch
No need for you to ever sweat the next bitch
With speed, I make the best bitch see the exit, indeed
You gotta know you're thoroughly respected by me

You get the keys to the Lexus with no driver
You gotcha own '96 suh-in, the ride
And keep your ass tighter than Versace, that's why
You gotta watch your friends you got to watch me, they connivin' shit

The first chance to crack the bank
They try me, all they get is 50 cent francs
And papayas, from the village to the tele
Time to kill it on your belly, no question
I got more black chicks between my sheets than Essence

They say sex is a weapon, so when I shoot
Meet your death in less than eight seconds
Still poundin' in my after life laughin', my shit is tight
Who you askin', right?

Ain't no nigga like the one I got
(No one can fuck you betta)
Sleeps around but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in diamonds and leathers)

Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the freaks to find a man o' they own
Man o' they own, man o' they own
(Yea, yea)

Fresh to Def in Moschino, coach bag
Lookin' half black and Filipino, fakin' no jacks
Got you a beeper to feel important
Surroudin' your feet in Joanie Dega's and Charles Jordan

I keep ya dove but love
You know these ho's be makin' me weak
Y'all knows how it goes B and so I creep

I've been sinnin' since you been playin' wit Barbie and Ken 'n'
You can't change a player's game in the ninth innin'
The chrome rim spinnin' keeps 'em grinnin'
So I run way the fuck up in 'em and wrinkle the face like linen

I play hard-eh till they say God
He's keepin' it real, jigga, stay hard
Lawd, don't even trip
I never slip, nigga, get a grip

What you don't see is whatcha get
Weapons concealed, what the fuck y'all feel?
When you niggas play sick we can all get ill
(What the deal?)

Ain't no nigga like the one I got
(No one can fuck you betta)
Sleeps around but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in diamonds and leathers)

Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the freaks to find a man o' they own
Man o' they own, man o' they own

Yo, ain't no stoppin' this, no lie
Promise to stay monogamous, I try
But love, you know these ho's be makin' me weak
Y'all knows how it goes B, so I stay deep

What up, boo? Just keep me laced in the illa snakes
Bank rolls and shit, back rubs in the French tub
Mackin' this bitch, wifee, nigga
So when you flip that coke, remember the days you was dead broke

But now you're style and I raised you
Basically, made you into a don
Flippin' weight, heroin and shit, you know the pussy is all that
That's why I get bagets five carats and all that

From Dolce Gabana to H Vendell, I'm ringin' bells
So who the playa? I still keep you in the illest gators
Tailor-made so we can lay up in the shade reminiscin'
On how I fuck the best o' shit

Specially when I'm flippin' Baileys
Don't give a fuck about how you move with them other mamis
I push da Z, eatin' shrimp scampi with rocks larger than life
Fuck them Reebok broads, you made it known who your wife was

I got you frontin' in Armani sweaters before this rap shit
When you was in levers and bullshit berettas
And eek classes with mo in the glasses, shows in Cali
Wit all the flavor suede Bally's

Now all your mens' up in your Benz's high post
I swear you be killin' me playin' inside my pubic hairs
I never worry 'bout them other chicks
'Cuz you proved who was your wiz when you was spinnin' that bitch

I took a little when you was up North, your comisary stay pilin'
How you livin' large on the island, all them collects have me vex
But when you come home
Knew I was comin' off wit half of dem checks

Now we on the rise, your diamond mami wit the slanted eyes
Holdin' this grip cocked the green and the shit
Fucks no, I see half o' the dough
Made you into a star, pushin' hundred thousand dollar cars

Ain't no nigga like the one I got
(No one can fuck you betta)
Sleeps around but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in diamonds and leathers)

Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the freaks to find a man o' they own
Man o' they own, man o' they own

Ain't no nigga like the one I got
(No one can fuck you betta)
Sleeps around but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in diamonds and leathers)
Friends'll tell me I should leave you alone

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Ain'T Nothing Changed - Lyrics - Only God Can Judge Me - Master P

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Ain'T That Love - Lyrics - Me & You - Kenny Chesney

Title: Ain'T That Love
Album: Me & You
Artist: Kenny Chesney
Composer(s): Kostas Lazarides

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Lyric:
I will always remember
The first time that we met
And the first time that I kissed your lips
Is a thing I won't forget

The special way you held me
Is the way you hold me still
And I knew right then that you love me
And I know you always will

Ain't that love
Ain't that how it's suppose to be
When two hearts come together as one
Just like you and me

Ain't that love
Shining in your eyes
Heaven sent from up above
Ain't that love

My grandpa and my grandma
My momma and my dad
Didn't have a lot of things
But love is what they had

Their love kept them together
Through the many years
Though life was hard
They shared it all through the laughter and the tears

Ain't that love
Ain't that how it's suppose to be
When two hearts come together as one
Just like you and me

Ain't that love
Shining in your eyes
Heaven sent from up above
Ain't that love

Baby, you're the sunshine
That brightens up my day
And I will always stand by you
Darling come what may

And I will always love you
To have and to hold
And I'll keep my every promise to you
With this band of gold

Ain't that love
Ain't that how it's suppose to be
When two hearts come together as one
Just like you and me

Ain't that love
Shining in your eye's
Heaven sent from up above
Ain't that love
Heaven sent from up above
Ain't that love

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Airhead - Lyrics - Life On A Plate - Millencolin

Title: Airhead
Album: Life On A Plate
Artist: Millencolin
Composer(s): Fredrik Larzon, Erik Ohlsson, Nikola Sarcevic, Mathias Farm

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Lyric:
You think you're cool 'cause you know every girl in town
But you don't do, 'cause when you're out at night, they don't look your way
You've got all that trendy shit and a jolly air for brains
And now you are busy to watch out for that ugly girl you know

You think girls like that will ruin your style
'Cause a perfect guy like you need something more

You're so cool, you're so cool, you've got everything a girl desires
You're so cool, you're so cool with a perfect butt you can go far

You're telling me that I am thinking way too small to understand
That you have reached your goals and I am far away
And all the things that you say that you know I don't want to hear
So throw your empty words away and listen to what I say

I'm not jealous in all the lies you tell
Just take it easy, you might end up in hell

You're so cool, you're so cool, you've got everything a girl desires
You're so cool, you're so cool with a perfect butt you can go far

You're so perfect, you've got everything
And you are way too cool to
Understand that you're out of line

She said so, she said so, you've got everything a girl desires
She said so, she said so with a perfect butt you can go far

You're so cool, you're so cool, you've got everything a girl desires
You're so cool, you're so cool with a perfect butt you can go far
You're so cool, you're so cool, you've got everything a girl desires
You're so cool, you're so cool with a perfect butt you can go far

You're so cool, you're so cool, you're so cool, you're so cool
And you know what for, you're so cool, you're so cool
You know what for, you know what for, 'cause you're so cool

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A Little Past Litle Rock - Lyrics - Lee Ann Womack

Title: A Little Past Litle Rock
Artist: Lee Ann Womack
Composer(s): Jess Brown, Brett Jones, Tony Lane

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Lyric:
I had to leave my life in Dallas
That town will always be you
In every crowd, on every corner
In every face I'd see you

So with nothin' more than a tank of gas
I drove away without lookin' back
And I guess that's how I got where I am
Goin' anywhere as fast as I can

And I'm a little past, little rock further down the line
Too soon to know what's up ahead, too late to change my mind
I gotta keep my heart out of this and both hands on the wheel
I'm learnin' more with every mile just how leavin' feels

It's a lonely stretch of blacktop out into the blue
Don't know where I'll go or what I'll do
I'm a little past, little rock
But a long way from over you

These headlights on the highway
Disappear into the dark
And if I could have it my way
I'd go back to where you are

Oh, but I can't turn this thing around
And nothing short of breaking down
Is gonna get me off this road I'm on
Oh, and I'm still a far cry from gone

And I'm a little past, little rock further down the line
Too soon to know what's up ahead, tToo late to change my mind
I gotta keep my heart out of this and both hands on the wheel
I'm learnin' more with every mile just how leavin' feels

It's a lonely stretch of blacktop out into the blue
Don't know where I'll go or what I'll do
I'm a little past, little rock but a long way from over you
I'm a little past, little rock but a long way from over you

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