125th - Lyrics - Ghetto Classics - Jaheim

Title: 125th
Album: Ghetto Classics
Artist: Jaheim
Composer(s): Jaheim Hoagland, Wesley Allen Hogges, Eric Jay Williams, John Jr. Drakeford

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Lyric:
Ooh, ooh yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh
Well, oh shorty, baby, listen girl, ooh

She was standing on 125th
Waiting on the 6, one hand on her hip
Puffing a split, post up on the block
Like the baddest chick

So I asked her one question like
Wait a minute, who you wit'?
I'm in a flyest whip, rims spinning and shit
I pulled over on the curb, had to represent
Hey girl, it's not safe out here walking alone
Hop your pretty ass in, I'll take you home

Shorty, what's your name, I'm in love with your stance
You got me wide open, I'm feeling your game
I know that other cats might tell you the same
I'm not your average guy, girl I'm far from a lame

Let's hit the LQ, cop whatever you drink
And we can get open right in back of the Range
Or hit the hotel, turn out the penthouse suite
It won't be the last time I promise I'ma holla again

She got ass like whoa, couldn't keep that on the low
The girl was straight blazing from head to toe
(Yeah, you gotta be careful, she might be under age)
Girl, lets see some ID, no you won't get me

As a fact on that, I'm about to fall back
I can easily replace you, I'm not trying to get locked up
She said she's riding shot gun, her license says twenty plus
Bring your pretty ass on, girl, let's get it on

Shorty, what's your name, I'm in love with your stance
You got me wide open, I'm feeling your game
I know that other cats might tell you the same
I'm not your average guy, girl, I'm far from a lame

Let's hit the LQ, cop whatever you drink
Girl, we can get open right in back of the Range
Or hit the hotel, turn out the penthouse suite
It won't be the last time I promise I'ma holla again

Baby, come inside, mommy, close the door
Take off all your clothes, tell me what you waiting for
Let me rub your back and your stomach too
Stretch your toes, turn around, love, I got you

Did I warn you yet, I'm a rough neck, damn good in bed
I promise I'm gone make you sweat
Would you mind if I want to squeeze you, tease you
I just want to please you

Shorty, what's your name, I'm in love with your stance
You got me wide open, I'm feeling your game
I know that other cats might tell you the same
I'm not your average guy, girl, I'm far from a lame

Let's hit the LQ, cop whatever you drink
And we can get open right in back of the Range
Or hit the hotel, turn out the penthouse suite
It won't be the last time I promise I'ma holla again

Shorty, what's your name, I'm in love with your stance
You got me wide open, I'm feeling your game
I know that other cats might tell you the same
I'm not your average guy, girl, I'm far from a lame

Let's hit the LQ, cop whatever you drink
And we can get open right in back of the Range
Or hit the hotel, turn out the penthouse suite
It won't be the last time I promise I'ma holla again

Shorty was standing on, standing on
Standing, I know, I know, I know
Feeling her game, yeah

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13 - Lyrics - Magnapop

Title: 13
Artist: Magnapop
Composer(s): Chris Bell, Alex Chilton

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Lyric:
Won't you let me walk you home from school?
Won't you let me meet you at the pool?
Maybe Friday, there's a chance
I'll get tickets for the dance and I'll take you

Won't you tell your dad, ?Get off my back??
Tell him what we said 'bout, 'paint it black'
Rock and roll is here to stay
Come inside where it's okay, I won't shake you

Won't you tell me what you're thinking of?
Would you be an outlaw for my love?
If it's so then let me know
If it's no then I can go, I won't make you

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Am I Losin' - Lyrics - Nuthin' Fancy - Lynyrd Skynyrd

Title: Am I Losin'
Album: Nuthin' Fancy
Artist: Lynyrd Skynyrd
Composer(s): Ronnie Van Zant Gary Rossington

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Lyric:
I recall when I used to come home never had a dime
But Lord I always had a good time
And I recall drinkin' wine with one of my friends
Lord, I can't go back again

Am I losin' my own way back home
Am I losin' a good friend that I've known
Am I losin' won't You tell me how I've sinned
Why am I losin' one of my bets friends

And I recall this friend of mine I knew so well
It goes to show Lord You just can't tell
Now my friend won't talk to me let me tell You why
He thinks I've changed because of a dollar sign

Am I losin' my own way back home
Am I losin' a good friend that I've known
Am I losin' won't You tell me how I've sinned
Why am I losin' one of my bets friends

It's so strange and it's so strange
When you get just a little money
It's so strange, your so called friends
Want to act just a little funny
Yes they'll blame you

But I'm not the one that's here to blame
It's you my friend that's really changed
It's a shame, such a shame
Am I losin' once again

Why these things happen, Lord I don't understand
But Lord it can sure hurt a man
And why won't my friend take me as I am
'Cause your friend Lord is the most important thing

Am I losin' my own way back home
Am I losin' a good friend that I've known
Am I losin' won't You tell me how I've sinned
Why am I losin' one of my bets friends

Tell me people what good is that

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At Least (Little Things) - Lyrics - Mirror, Mirror - Kelly Price

Title: At Least (Little Things)
Album: Mirror, Mirror
Artist: Kelly Price
Composer(s): Robert Kelly

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Lyric:
I'm on my way back to Atlanta
About to start a new life 'cause I can't take it here
It seems like the more we fight the more the pressure
I'm in this lonely house sitting high up on a hill

Pressin' the buttons on the control
Flipping through channels on TV
Wondering when you're coming home
And take care of family

At least you can call and say I'm busy
At least you can say I'm running late
At least you can give some kind of notice
Let somebody know that you're okay

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

You won't miss me till I'm gone
Impossible to drink from a well that's gone dry, yeah
And every night you come in singing the same old song
How could you do me wrong when you know it ain't right, baby

Pressin' the buttons on the control
Flipping through channels on TV
Wondering when you're coming home
And take care of family

At least you can call and say I'm busy
At least you can say I'm running late
At least you can give some kind of notice
Let somebody know that you're okay

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

Take in a movie show, a carnival, a place to go, we can be alone
But instead I'm staring at these matching walls
The weekends spent, a compliment, flowers sent would've kept me at home
But now instead I'm packing my bags and I'm gone, yeah

At least you can call and say I'm busy
At least you can say I'm running late
At least you can give some kind of notice
Let somebody know that you're okay

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

At least you can call and say I'm busy
At least you can say I'm running late
At least you can give some kind of notice
Let somebody know that you're okay

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

All I wanted was a smile
For you to stay a little while
It's too late for it
'Cause you forgot the little things

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

At least you can call and say I'm busy
At least you can say I'm running late
At least you can give some kind of notice
Let somebody know that you're okay

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

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Atomic Clock - Lyrics - Powertrip - Monster Magnet

Title: Atomic Clock
Album: Powertrip
Artist: Monster Magnet
Composer(s): David Wyndorf

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Lyric:
The moon crashed into the desert
It gave me my brand new home
These souls gone to feed in my crater, yeah yeah
I eat 'em as fast as they come

I dig your love and affection
Oh, I dig your voice on the phone, yeah
Oh, so pour some coins in my crater, yeah yeah
I spend 'em as fast as they come right now

A greased up atomic pavilion
And a great way to swallow my time
But I do think I need a stronger witness yeah yes
To watch me blow my mind

You ain't diggin'on my questions
Well I know I ain't diggin' on your lies
Keep on selling me my future
And I'll keep on wearin' my disguise

Bullshit may last forever
But my fuse gets shorter every day
And I'd be glad to take your money
But gladder to burn it all away

So won't you put my dick in plastic?
And put my brain in a jar
If there's something left of my spirit
It'll find you where you are

Aah, still so goddamn hungry
Or I'm feedin' off my own bones
So lay me out in my crater yeah yeah
And nuke me 'til I glow

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Baby Come Home - Lyrics - Cocky - Kid Rock

Title: Baby Come Home
Album: Cocky
Artist: Kid Rock
Composer(s): Robert James Ritchie

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Lyric:
I got the, aww
I got them love sick blues ya'll
Man, I can't find my baby
I think she took off with another man
I been around the world looking twice

You know I checked in New York City
On the streets and on the subways
And I looked around that tired town
To find the one who loved me

I looked out in the Hamptons
Thought she'd be hangin' with them rich folks
But no she wasn't anywhere
Hangin' on the East Coast

I wish my baby come home
I want my baby come home
I wish my baby come home
I want my baby, yeah my baby
To come back home
Man, you know I love that girl

I checked down to the Southern plains
From Alabama to Georgia
Honey if you hear this
Please know I'm looking for ya

I checked with all my rebel friends
I've looked around for weeks
And I swear until I find her
I won't eat and I won't sleep

I want my baby come home
I want my baby come home
I want my baby come home
I wish my baby, yeah my baby
Would come back home

I went from Albuquerque to Maine
And didn't find a damn thing

So I looked in California
Up and down the coast
I looked all over Hollywood
It wasn't even close

Never found nothin'
So, I came home, home to Detroit City
And there she was sittin' on my porch
The baby looked so pretty

Now my baby's back home
Yea my baby came home
Yea my baby's back home
I'm so happy that my baby
Is finally home

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Back In Your Arms Again - Lyrics - Lorrie Morgan

Title: Back In Your Arms Again
Artist: Lorrie Morgan
Composer(s): James Frederick Knobloch, Paul Davis

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Lyric:
I used to do you like this, do you like that
This way, that-a way anyway
But the right way was okay, baby

Oh, I guess you had to leave before I could see
That you're the only one with everything I need
But you won't even call me, you won't even talk to me
Come on and talk to me

Oh baby, if I could be back in your arms again
Tell you all the things I should have said back then
I wanna let you know just how wrong I've been
Oh, how wrong I've been

Oh, honey, you know if I could just hold you one more time
Tell you all the things that I got on my mind
How could this grown girl be so blind
How could I be so blind?

You used to do me so good, do me so right
Every time I need you in the middle of the night
You'd be right there, baby

I never thought I'd wake up and you'd be gone
If you can find it in your heart to come back home
Honey, if you'd let me, I could make it up to you
I'll make it up to you

Oh, baby, if I could be back in your arms again
Tell you all the things I should have said back then
I wanna let you know just how wrong I've been
Oh, how wrong I've been

Oh, honey, you know if I could just hold you one more time
Tell you all the things that I've got on my mind
How could this grown girl be so blind
How could I be so blind?

I was havin' me a good time, givin' you a bad line
Every time I got home
But now I'm goin' insane, I thought I had a good thing
My good thing's good as gone

Oh, baby, if I could be back in your arms again
Tell you all the things I should have said back then
I wanna let you know just how wrong I've been
Oh, how wrong I've been

Oh, honey, you know if I could just hold you one more time
Tell you all the things that I've got on my mind
How could this grown girl be so blind
How could I be so blind?

Oh, baby, if I could be back in your arms again
Tell you all the things I should have said back then
I wanna let you know just how wrong I've been
Oh, how wrong I've been

Oh, honey, you know if I could just hold you one more time
Tell you all the things that I've got on my mind

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Best Of Me (Holla Main Mix) - Lyrics - Mya

Title: Best Of Me (Holla Main Mix)
Artist: Mya
Composer(s): Mya Harrison, T Beal, J Cozier, Phillips M Tifrere, Kaseem Dean

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Lyric:
Uh, huh
I don't wanna get the best of you
Yo, yo

(Put it on me)
I can't let let him go, no
(Na, yeah, I just wanna get what's left of you)
Can't let you get, oh no
(Ha, yo, yo, yo)

He has a little game that he plays
Clever little ways and a hot boy style
Racks up on the dough that he makes
Flash a little cash watch girls wild out

Lately he's been checking for me
Telling me how much he wants to be
Wants to be the one to replace
Replace the man that awaits at home for me

But oh, no, I can't let you get the best of me
Even though deep inside something's dying to see
How you flow out them clothes
Then you put it on me

Feelings coming on strong
I know that it's wrong
I can't let you get the best of me
(Put it on me)
The best of me
(Put it on me)

So busy trying to play with my head
Telling me how he could blow my mind
Something about the things that he said
Made me wanna take it there one time

I should be walking away
'Cause his hands up on my thigh
Should I leave, should I stay?
After all it's just one night

But oh, no, I can't let you get the best of me
(Oh, no, I can't let you get the best of me)
Even though deep inside something's dying to see
How you flow out them clothes
(How do you flow)
Then you put it on me
(Out them clothes )

Feelings coming on strong
I know that it's wrong
I can't let you get the best of me
(Put it on me)
The best of me
(Put it on me)

Yo, yo, yo, I got so many bags of money
That they won't fit in the bank
And I'ma do this just like Tony did it to Frank
But I'ma make sure both y'all win
Let him keep the place you move in
And I'ma pay both y'alls rent

So forget about the condo and come to the crib
'Cause the castle over the mountain come with a bridge
You know literally we could go shopping in Italy
Hand on her thigh, she ain't wanna get rid of me
And she don't drink or know how a L look
Chanel look mixed with the Pete Arnell look

You just stay pretty while I'm running the city
When I whip the V you can hold the joint if you with me
Vacation cost a hundred and fifty we living it up
I put it on your ass if you giving it up
And you know I'm not a hater
And if you feel bad then you can call him up later
And tell him you all Jada's

But oh, no, I can't let you get the best of me
(Oh, no)
Even though deep inside something's dying to see
(I can't let you, no)
How you flow out them clothes
(How)
Then you put it on me
You ain't gonna get to me
You can't get the best of me

But oh, no, I can't let you get the best of me
(Baby, [Incomprehensible])
Even though deep inside something's dying to see
(Baby, [Incomprehensible])
How you flow out them clothes
Then you put it on me
([Incomprehensible])

Feelings coming on strong
Know that it's wrong
I can't let you get the best of me

But oh, no, I can't let you get the best of me
Even though deep inside something's dying to see
How you flow out them clothes
Then you put it on me

But oh, no, I can't let you get the best of me
(No, I won't, no, I can't)

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Bette Davis Eyes - Lyrics - Kim Carnes

Title: Bette Davis Eyes
Artist: Kim Carnes
Composer(s): Jackie De Shannon, Donna Weiss

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Lyric:
Her hair is Harlow gold, her lips sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold, she's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll turn the music on you, you won't have to think twice
She's pure as New York snow, she got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you, she'll unease you
All the better just to please you
She's precocious
And she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush
She got Greta Garbo standoff sighs, she's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll let you take her home, it whets her appetite
She'll lay you on the throne, she got Bette Davis eyes
She'll take a tumble on you, roll you like you were dice
Until you come up blue, she's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll expose you, when she snows you
Hope you'll feed with the crumbs she throws you
She's ferocious
And she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush
All the boys think she's a spy, she's got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you, she'll unease you
All the better just to please you
She's precocious
And she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush
All the boys think she's a spy, she's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll tease you, she'll unease you
Just to please you, she's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll expose you when she snows you
She knows you, she's got Bette Davis Eyes

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Blue Flame - Lyrics - Joe Jackson

Title: Blue Flame
Artist: Joe Jackson
Composer(s): Joe Jackson

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Lyric:
I've got some walls around me too
But they're not much compared to your house
Fifty feet high with barbed wire
Guards on the top, aiming rifles
At your lovers one by one and friends too

I've come with hands above my head
But I'm damned if I'll try to break your door down
If you ever come out just call me
I'll still be armed with the memory
Of one evening when you smiled at something

Sadness spreads like a black stain
But I know by now that's not all there is

There's a blue flame inside of you
So beautiful and rare
Love's not something we decide to do
You'd be so hard to love, if love was not just there

You tell me women get you down
And as for men, well, they're all bastards
I wonder what world you call home
And I wish I could learn their language
Just enough to make you laugh, just one time

Yes, it was nice to see you too
Although I'm never sure you mean it
I pick up the tab and you won't thank me
Not that I mind, but in my dreams
It's all so different, we even kiss, imagine this

Bitterness is a black hole
Don't you know by now, you've got more to give

There's a blue flame inside of you
So beautiful and rare
Love's not something we decide to do
You'd be so hard to love, if love was not just

There's a blue flame inside of you
So beautiful and rare
Love's not something we decide to do
You'd be so hard to love, if love was not just there

Impossible to love
If love was not for some strange reason there

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Chain Gang - Lyrics - Blood, Sweat, And Tears - Johnny Cash

Title: Chain Gang
Album: Blood, Sweat, And Tears
Artist: Johnny Cash
Composer(s): Harlan Howard

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Lyric:
I was just a kid roamin' around
Travelin' through, a little ol' town
A man walked up and said come with me
You're broke and son that's vagrancy

A carefree lad that love to roam
But Lord I wish I'd stayed at home
The way it looks I'll probably hang
'Cause there ain't no hope on a chain gang

I dig that ditch, I chop that corn
I curse the day that I was born
I believe it's better for a man to hang
Than to work like a dog on a chain gang

The guard stands there with a great big gun
I bet he'd love to see me run
And I guess, I probably will some day
I'd rather be dead than to live this way

He's well fed and he's six foot tall
And he's a meanest of them all
He cracks that whip and he swings that cane
That sun must've touched his brain

I dig that ditch, I chop that corn
I curse the day that I was born
I believe it's better for a man to hang
Than to work like a dog on a chain gang

I got a gal back home that's sweet and kind
But she's been waitin' a long, long time
I just told her to forget my name
I won't ever live down the shame

Lord, deliver me from this hole
Before I lose my mind and soul
The flesh gets weak and the back gets broke
There ain't no 'cause to laugh and joke

I dig that ditch, I chop that corn
I curse the day that I was born
I believe it's better for a man to hang
Than to work like a dog on a chain gang

Work like a dog on a chain gang
Work like a dog on a chain gang
Work like a dog on a chain gang

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Champion Requiem - Lyrics - New Danger - Mos Def

Title: Champion Requiem
Album: New Danger
Artist: Mos Def
Composer(s): Dante T Smith, Charles M Njapa

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Lyric:
Bismillah Ir Rhman Ir Raheem
Peace, peace whats up y'all this is Mos Def
And this is a message to the people
If you see or hear goodness from me
Then that goodness is from The Creator
You should be thankful to The Creator for all of that
'Cause I'm not the architect of that I'm only the, the recipient
If you see weakness or shortcoming in me
It's from my own weakness or shortcoming
And I ask The Creator and the people to forgive me for that
Thank you Brooklyn, Thank you World

Yeah, yeah there it is
Turn my voice up in the top a little bit
Feel good to be back
What's up Ochenta?
Yeah, yeah, ha

It's the Black Dante in your headphones
Speaker box
Freaky radio
Everywhere on the dial
Tell you a little bit about me
For my hometown, break down a little history for you
Myrtle and Broadway, Roosevelt projects, Mossie projects
Listen

I stepped on the field from no league just home team
I Jumped out the stands and I snatched the rock
With the final seconds dwindling on the clock
Mos post up to throw up the tie-breakin' shot

I put it through the net and let the world's jaw drop
Then fled the arena before they called cops
Tell the players and the coach I wasn't tryin' to blow spot
But the way they was ballin' made it difficult to watch

I was taught when there's somethin' you can change around
Keep quiet, you got nothin' to complain about
You got work to do, I don't know if that work for you
But that's how Mos work it through

And my work is personal, I'm a workin' person
I put in work, I work with purpose
I get it there on the water, air, the surface
You feel the impact niggaz yeah it's workin'

Listen God did not make me a fearful person
The only fear I have is my failure to adhere His path
I would love it just to hear this back
On the ghetto streets where y'all at

On the ave's where the Jeep's go past
In the coupes where the seats go back
In the parties where it be so packed
And the atmosphere be so black

And them black things be so phat
If I could I would be so glad
But if not I won't be so mad
I'm still being a man, still feeding my fam

And even if you don't see it my fam
I believe that I am, truly gifted, truly blessed
I'm yours truly, Brooklyn's own, Mos Def

I'm rockin' the hard right, ground zero, to far left
I'm, well balanced with immense talents
Burn the script then flip it to keep myself challenged
And that's the mark of a true champ-ine
That's whether I'm in or outside the ring

No fights, no title, no crown or reign
Feel my presence even when I'm up out this thing
Just trust, that's what I'm about to be
But until then settle in and rock with me

Ha, that's what it's about to be
Ghetto people look alive with me
And say, we 'gon, stop by
Then we just keep movin' on

Ghetto people, look alive and
Feel free, we just keep movin' on
For Alliah, Left Eye, Jam Master Jay
All the great hero's who have passed away

Scott Laraque, Big and Pac, Feaky Tai, Big L
All the soldiers locked down in the cell
Lock up the flesh, but the spirit will prevail
To our loved ones, and deceased

Dyin' in the street, or quiet in their sleep
(B.I.G.)
Rest in peace, your livin' in the mansions of our memory
(Sans Marie)
Rest in peace, your livin' in the mansions of our memory
That's real

'Cause everythin' in life gon' come to an end
Because it must and when it does
I hope that y'all remember me
With true respect and ghetto love

Now raise it up 'cause everythin' in life gon' come to an end
Because it must, and when it does, I hope that y'all remember me
Black Dante, from Myrtle and Broadway, yeah, yeah y'all
Let me hear it back

Freaky radio
Ha
Freaky radio
Everywhere on the dial

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Z - Come And Get Me - Lyrics - Vol. 3: The Life & Times Of St. Carter - Jay

Title: Z - Come And Get Me
Album: Vol. 3: The Life & Times Of St. Carter
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): William Pettaway, Tim Mosley, Shawn Carter

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Lyric:
I remove your roof nigga let the sun shine in
Thirty-eight waist, enough to put one nine in
Really a thirty-six without the gun I'm thin
But when the gat is tucked, I'm fat as fuck
Ignorant bastard, I'm takin' it back to day one
No kids, but trust me I know how to raise a gun
For niggaz that think I spend my days in the sun
Well, here's the shock of your life, the glock not the mic
Homey I'm not into hype, trust me, I'm still street

You still fuckin' up then trust me I still creep
Yeah I know the platinum chain be lookin' real sweet
But reach and I bury niggaz sixty feet deep
S dot Carter turn rappers into martyrs
Seperate fathers from they daughters, why bother
I'm a crook like you, I took like you
I disobeyed the law threw out the book like you
How dare you look at jigga like I'm shook like boo
I keep the fifth with me nigga, come and get me

Come and get me
Ka ka ka ka ka ka ka come
Come and get me! Ka ka ka come and get me
Come and get me! Ka ka ka
Ka ka ka ka come
Come and get me, come and get me

Don't know what y'all niggaz is
Tryin' to do but I don't like it
Yeah, straight gangster shit
Hey, uh huh uh uhh gangster shit
Uhh, straight gangster nigga
Roc

Yo, your summer's 'bout to get hot
Niggaz home from jail and they plottin'
Heard about the watch, the Bentley hard-top
The continental T, got 'em resentin' me
God I work hard, please don't envy me
I paid the cost to be the boss to floss this hard
I can recall a year ago, I almost lost this job
All y'all remember is the part about me parkin' the hog
What about all them days I was walkin' my dogs?

Barkin at broads, but they never hollered back
And if they did all they said was, "Where dem dollaz at?"
Imagine, bein' skinny growin' up around broader cats
The quiet assassin' demeanor of them college cats
Until I got a gat and loudly start poppin' back
Round the way, niggaz called me Bobby Bouchete
Now all I hear is whispers of what you gon' do to Jay
How y'all gon' stick me up, take my jewels away
Pull out your gat, car jack me take my cruise away
Well, I got news for y'all fools today, hey

I got, shots to give come and get me nigga
Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me nigga
I won't part with this, come and get me nigga
I worked hard for this, come and get me nigga
I got shots to give, come and get me
Come and get me

I made it so, you could say Marcy and it was all good
I ain't crossover, I brought the suburbs to the hood
Made 'em relate to your struggle, told 'em 'bout your hustle
Went on MTV with do-rags, I made them love you
You know normally them people wouldn't be fuckin' witchu
Til I made 'em understand why you do what you do
I expected to hear, "Jay, if it wasn't for you"
But instead, all I hear is buzzin' in your crew

How y'all scheamin', tryin' to get accustomed to my moves
So y'all could tape my mouth, stake out my house
But I got pride, I'm a nigga first
I gotta cock back and pull the trigger first
That's how Jigga work
The funny thing, I represent y'all everytime I spit a verse
And that's the shit that hurts
But hey, I got my mind right, got my nine right here
So when y'all feel that the time is right

I got, shots to give come and get me nigga
Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me nigga
I won't part with this, come and get me nigga
I worked hard for this, come and get me nigga
I got shots to give, come and get me
Come and get me

Aiy yo yo, aiy yo yo
It's only fair that I warn ya, rap's my new hustle
I'm treatin' it like the corner, fuck with me if you wanna
My game change but my mindframe remains the same
I gotta protect what's mine
Shit I started from nothin', zero, zip
I made my way hustlin', I don't owe niggaz shit
I'm paranoid now, so I keep the gun gripped

Cats I played skelly with? Niggaz done flipped
I keep a banger in the ankle, one in the hip
Two in the stash, one come up when I shift
I keep one under the chair where I sit
I even got a gun in the hair in the bun of my bitch
Ask Big, everytime he'd come to my crib
He'd find another gun that I hid
I'm ready to make this one of the, hottest summer there is
Everyday like a hundred-and-six, shit

I got shots to give, come and get me nigga
Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me nigga
I won't part with this, come and get me nigga
I worked hard for this, come and get me nigga
I got shots to give, come and get me
Come and get me

I got shots to give, come and get me nigga
Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me nigga
I won't part with this, come and get me nigga
I worked hard for this, come and get me nigga
I got shots to give, come and get me
I got, come and get me

Motherfuckers!

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Come On Out Tonight - Lyrics - Lucky - Melissa Etheridge

Title: Come On Out Tonight
Album: Lucky
Artist: Melissa Etheridge
Composer(s): Melissa Etheridge

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Lyric:
Well you got some tips and you learned some licks
You wanna try and teach this old dog some new tricks, huh?
Well you told your friends you'd have a little bit of fun
You wanna walk on up now on number one, huh?
You asked me if I'd like to dine, do you have enough courage
Have you had enough wine, sunshine?

Keep your head up
Don't you sweat in the spotlight
You're comin' out tonight
Yeah, you're comin' out tonight

Take a good hard look at this big star view
Don't be bitin' off more than you're ever gonna chew, yeah
You can break the rules when you play in the dark
But every wild fire comes from a little bitty spark, yeah
Does your mama know who you're hangin' around
A souped up punk in a rock and roll gown, uh, small town

Keep your head up
Don't you sweat in the spotlight
You're comin' out tonight
Come on out tonight, come on out tonight
Come on out tonight, come on out tonight

(Are you ready for your big premiere?
People will think your acting sort of queer)
Hey, well come over here

Tell your friends that you won't be home
You got a tiger by the tail and a tiger on the phone, yeah
You're lookin' sharp, you got the right location
Everybody's ready for the next sensation, your reputation

Keep your head up
Don't you sweat in the spotlight
Keep your head up
Don't you sweat in the spotlight now
Keep your head up
Don't you sweat in the spotlight
You're comin' out tonight

Come on out tonight
Come on out tonight
Come on out tonight
Come on out tonight

Come on out tonight
Come on out tonight
Come on out tonight
Come on out tonight
Come on out tonight

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Cramp Ya Style - Lyrics - Grits Sandwiches For Breakfast - Kid Rock

Title: Cramp Ya Style
Album: Grits Sandwiches For Breakfast
Artist: Kid Rock
Composer(s): Dozier Holland Jones Johnny Pate, A Toussaint

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Lyric:
Everything I do gonna be funny

New Player on the field so yield and get back to the wall
'Cause I'm playin' ya all like a game K-I-D is the name
Some complain' and they got a little fame
And it's a shame for what its worth I'm down with earth
Pourin' it on like Ms. Butter worth
Rich and thick Kinda quick not slow
The rhymes I fit into flow all in a row, from the intro to the end so, ho

Put down the microphone and go
Step a side as I make room to bloom
Any opposing goo gets placed in a tomb
As soon as I grip the mic to get loose
Don't dispute 'cuz ya got no juice
Meanwhile I kick a rhyme from the pile
Huh, as I cramp ya style
Cramp ya style

Get down on your knees and pray when I break you
Down with a sound comin' down with a pound or a bang
If you can't hang with the slang that I exploit
Comin' straight from Detroit

Rough without a doubt or a question
Kid Rock here in the flesh
And addressin' and defining certain issues
To diss you

So wipe the tears from your eyes
You cant hide so don't be surprised
When I dismiss you from your throne and send you home
As a Kid Rock clone

'Cause I can hold my own like ya hold a milk bone
Simple as this with a grip that won't quit
So when I hit the skit
That's it

So don't come in face with the base
And remember your just an imitation
Don't get buck while in fact don't smile
'Cause I'll pull your file as I cramp ya style
Cramp ya style

I'll claim the boundaries of my domain
Detroit, detroit
Fresh, I'm from the Midwest
From Mo Town, from Mo Town

I'm like steel or concrete yo 'cause I'm the hardest
Down with a label known to be the largest
Not bein' modest don't even think of tryin' to hang
'Cause yo Kid Rock rolls like a Stop O

I roll thick, I roll heavy
D-Nice justs keeps the pace steady
So get ready to feel the pain
I'm Kid Rock drivin' girls insane

So listen rappers and get to the program
Breakin' ya down is the Kid rock slogan
And any rapper who thinks about dissin'
You know what I'll say?
I got a great big dick

So anyone who can't adjust
Gets rust and then bites the dust
Be ready to walk a mile
'Cause I'll smack that Kool-Aid smile as I cramp ya style
Cramp ya style

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Crybaby - Lyrics - Mariah Carey

Title: Crybaby
Artist: Mariah Carey
Composer(s): Trey Lorenz, Gene Griffin, Aaron Hall, Timothy Gatling, Teddy Riley, Calvin Broadus, Howie Hersh, Mariah Carey

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Lyric:
Yo what's happenin'?
What you're cryin' for?
You know you look too damn good to be cryin'
Come here
How about a player
DPG style, you know, you know

When I think of our untimely end
And everything we could have been
I cry, baby I cry

Okay so it's 5 a.m and I still can't sleep
Took some medicine but it's not working
Someone's clinging to me and it's bittersweet
'Cause he's head over heels but it ain't that deep

I finally changed my number got a different pager
Then last Saturday your cousin called to say you're
Tryin' to reach me probably because you see that
I'm with someone new

Late at night like a little child
Wandering 'round alone
In my new friend's home
On my tippy toes
So that he won't know
I still cry baby over you and me

Sipping Bailey's Cream by the stereo
Trying to find relief on the radio
I'm suppressing the tears but they start to flow
'Cause the next song I hear is a song I wrote

When we first got together early that September
I can't bear to listen so I might as well drift
In the kitchen pour another glass or two
And I try to forget you

Late at night like a little child
Wandering 'round alone
In my new friend's home
On my tippy toes
So that he won't know
I still cry baby over you and me

Baby hear me when I say let that man be on his way
Don't even waste your time and worry how he handle thangz
Baby hear me when I say a playa feelin' good today
Don't even waste your time watch how I handle thangz
Man you's a fool for this
But on the real dog I'm cool with this we do and this
D O double G Y
Kiss the girls and make them cry

Late at night like a little child
Wandering around alone
In my new friend's home
On my tippy toes
So that he won't know
I still cry baby over you and me

Late at night like a little child
Wandering around alone
In my new friend's home
On my tippy toes
So that he won't know
I still cry baby over you and me

I don't get no sleep, I'm half awake
Can't stop thinking of you and me
And everything we used to be
It could have been so perfectly

I cry, I cry, I cry
Oh I gotta give me some sleep
And I cry, cry, cry, cry
On my tippy toes
So that he won't know
I still cry
You and I
Over you and me

Late at night like a little child
Wandering around alone
In my new friend's home
On my tippy toes
So that he won't know
I still cry baby over you and me

Late at night like a little child
Wandering around alone
In my new friend's home
On my tippy toes
So that he won't know
I still cry baby over you and me

On my tippy toes
So that he won't know
I still cry
Baby and I

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A Change Of Seasons - Lyrics - Live Scenes From New York (Live) - Dream Theater

Title: A Change Of Seasons
Album: Live Scenes From New York (Live)
Artist: Dream Theater
Composer(s): Kevin Moore, James Labrie, Michael Portnoy, John Petrucci, John Myung

Lyric:
I remember a time
My frail, virgin mind
Watched the crimson sunrise
Imagined what it might find

Life was filled with wonder
I felt the warm wind blow
I must explore the boundaries
Transcend the depth of winter's snow

Innocence caressing me
I never felt so young before
There was so much life in me
Still I longed to search for more

But those days are gone now
Changed like a leaf on a tree
Blown away forever
Into the cool autumn breeze

The snow has now fallen
And my sun's not so bright
I struggle to hold on
With the last of my might

In my den of inequity
Viciousness and subtlety
Struggle to ease the pain
Struggle to find the sane

Ignorance surrounding me
I've never been so filled with fear
All my life's been drained from me
The end is drawing near

Carpe diem, seize the day

I'll always remember
The chill of November
The news of the fall
The sounds in the hall
The clock on the wall ticking away

"Seize the day", I heard him say
Life will not always be this way
Look around, hear the sounds
Cherish your life while you're still around

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
Old time is still a-flying
And this same flower that smiles today
Tomorrow will be dying

We can learn from the past
But those days are gone
We can hope for the future
But there may not be one

The words stuck in my mind
Alive from what I've learned
I have to seize the day
To home I returned

Preparing for her flight
I held with all my might
Fearing my deepest fright
She walked into the night

She turned for one last look
She looked me in the eye
I said, "I love you, goodbye"

{It's the most awful thing you'll ever hear
If you're lying to me
Oh, you dearly love her
Just have to leave all our lives
Seize the day
Something happened
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
She was killed}

So far or so it seems
All is lost with nothing fulfilled
Off the pages and a TV screen
Another world where nothing's true

Tripping through the life fantastic
Lose a step and never get up
Left alone with a cold blank stare
I feel like giving up

I was blinded by a paradise
Utopia high in the sky
A dream that only drowned me
Deep in sorrow, wondering why

Oh come, let us adore him
Abuse and then ignore him
No matter what, don't let him be
Let's feed upon his misery
Then string him up for all the world to see

I'm sick of all you hypocrites
Holding me at bay
And I don't need your sympathy
To get me through the day

Seasons change and so can I
Hold on boy, no time to cry
Untie these strings, I'm climbing down
I won't let them push me away

Oh come, let us adore him
Abuse and then ignore him
No matter what, don't let him be
Let's feed upon his misery
Now it's time for them to deal with me

I'm much wiser now
A lifetime of memories
Run through my head
They taught me how
For better or worse, alive or dead
I realize there's no turning back
Life goes on the offbeaten track

I sit down with my son
Set to see the crimson sunset
(Gather ye rosebuds while ye may)
Many years have come and gone
I've lived my life, but now must move on
(Gather ye rosebuds while ye may)

He is my only one
Now that my time has come
Now that my life is done
We look into the sun
Seize the day and don't you cry
Now it's time to say goodbye
Even though I'll be gone
I will live on, live on

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A Lesson In Love - Lyrics - Gordon Lightfoot

Title: A Lesson In Love
Artist: Gordon Lightfoot
Composer(s): Gordon Lightfoot

Lyric:
"Nothing is for certain"
That's what the showman said
First you must open the curtain
And stand 'em on their heads

There can be no inhibitions
No prima donna ways
If you want to pass the audition
And times is tough these days

Remember when Mr. Barnum
Presented Jenny Lind
They named a candy after her
A circus after him

End of my story
The rest is history
She in all of her glory
He lived quietly

He needed her, she needed him
As sure as the skies above
In a way it was for them
A lesson in love, a lesson in love

You look like the moon glow
That follows me home
Always makes me turn around
Won't leave me alone

First to come are the midgets
A monkey and a kid
Followed by those two one-armed jugglers
The ego and the id

Songs of the season
Apples of the sun
There is no rhyme or reason
Just a time for each and every one

Hang on Mr. Barnum
Hang on Jenny Lind
We will meet you in streets of gold
Where eternity begins

We will let it all hangout
Go hand in glove
Life was meant to live and learn
A lesson in love, a lesson in love

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Desperado - Lyrics - Kenny Rogers

Title: Desperado
Artist: Kenny Rogers
Composer(s): Don Henley, Glenn Lewis Frey

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Lyric:
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
Ben out ridin' fences for so long now
Oh, you're a hard one but I know that you got your reasons
These things that are pleasin' you
Can hurt you somehow

Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy
She'll beat you if she's able
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet
But it seems to me some fine things have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones you can't get

Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no younger
Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home
And freedom, oh freedom
Well that's just some people talkin'
Your prison is walkin' through this world all alone

Don't your feet get cold in the wintertime
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine
It's hard to tell the nighttime from the day
And you're losin' all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feelin' goes away

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
Come down from those fences, open the gate
It may be rainin' but there's a rainbow above you
You better let somebody love you, let somebody love you
You better let somebody love you before it's too late

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Dirty Dirty - Lyrics - Thank You - Jamelia

Title: Dirty Dirty
Album: Thank You
Artist: Jamelia
Composer(s): Terry Ann Henry, Jamelia Davis

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Lyric:
We can be all cute, all sweet, and flirty, flirty
But won't hesitate to get dirty, dirty
Ain't nothing you can do when we decide
It's about to get dirty

Can be a princess for a night, real pirty, pirty
But won't hesitate to get dirty, dirty
Ain't nothing you can do when we decide
It's about to get dirty

Just when you thought it was safe and all prissy
Jamelia, back in your face but more gritty
Took tips from Diddy, switch my committee
Now some a y'all can't believe, how raw is she?

Now I'm in the drivers seat getting ya dizzy
Got ya tongue tied and ya eyes wide
I even heard a bubbling up in ya inside
When you swallowed ya pride

Truth can't be denied, I know you're probably expecting a ballad
But I can kick a rhyme round like I'm tossing a salad
Because this time round I be causing a hazard
Like if I threw a house party up in Buckingham Palace

I know you're catching your breath
On the floor, getting raw, 'cause it's hot to death
I come to violate your space like you're under arrest
And girls, what's a little bit of mud on ya dress?

We can be all cute, all sweet, and flirty, flirty
But won't hesitate to get dirty, dirty
Ain't nothing you can do when we decide
It's about to get dirty

Can be a princess for a night, real pirty, pirty
But won't hesitate to get dirty, dirty
Ain't nothing you can do when we decide
It's about to get dirty

So, tell me why you're acting like you been KO-ed?
It's really not your fault
You never thought that I could flow though
Roll though, heat the place up like jalapeaos

Light up ya life like I was day glow
I make you feel good like I was a gigolo
Hypnotize ya eyes with my figure, yo
Disbelieving people convinced I'm digital
Ain't no shame, they just not familiar with original

Woah, ain't run of the mill
Just one of a million styles
That'll just kill you like Amytiville
Head down always writing, I'll be damned if I chill

While my names up in lights, and I'm topping the bill
Ooh slow down girl, what you mean slow down?
I'm on a roll now, my dirty-ism's outta control now
I couldn't even tell myself to hold it down now

We can be all cute, all sweet, and flirty, flirty
But won't hesitate to get dirty, dirty
Ain't nothing you can do when we decide
It's about to get dirty

Can be a princess for a night, real pirty, pirty
But won't hesitate to get dirty, dirty
Ain't nothing you can do when we decide
It's about to get dirty

Never though something like this
Would come your way, from J A M E L I A
You don't want me to leave now, begging me to stay
You love the way I got you bouncing all day

I know some of these girls wanna trip me up
Wanna see me slip up 'cause their man wanna, me up
Gripping his arm like you're holding him up
Like that's gonna stop him wanting me so much

I'm like tips in his cup, look at you
You need a couple nips and a tuck plus a comb and a brush
You need someone to drag your ass home in a rush
Standing up in here like you're looking so plush

Your mama shoulda named you what the, censored
Okay, okay, alright, alright
I got it man, you don't have to alert me
There's times in my life when I just gotta get dirty

We can be all cute, all sweet, and flirty, flirty
But won't hesitate to get dirty, dirty
Ain't nothing you can do when we decide
It's about to get dirty

Can be a princess for a night, real pirty, pirty
But won't hesitate to get dirty, dirty
Ain't nothing you can do when we decide
It's about to get dirty

We can be all cute, all sweet, and flirty, flirty
But won't hesitate to get dirty, dirty
Ain't nothing you can do when we decide
It's about to get dirty

Can be a princess for a night, real pirty, pirty
But won't hesitate to get dirty, dirty
Ain't nothing you can do when we decide
It's about to get dirty

Flirty, flirty, dirty, dirty
We decide, it's about to get dirty
Pirty, pirty, dirty, dirty
We decide, dirty

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