125 - Lyrics - Twisted Method

Title: 125
Artist: Twisted Method
Composer(s): Derek Tribbett, Charlie Pennachio, Derek Desantis, Ben Goins, Andrew Howard

Lyric:
Go ahead

I'm going out of my mind one step at a time
I can't seem to find a way to get up out of the grind
And it's pulling me down like a ton of bricks
Fuck these tricks they bring me down till I can't be fixed

Get kicks out of the shit that I'm dealing with
Making me sick to the sick way you see fit
What's this I'm pissed you get what you're gonna get
So fuck it, bring it on

Do what you will do, what you will
I'm sick of this bullshit that I'm putting up with
Do what you will do, what you will
I try to get away you're always in my face

Do what you will do, what you will
I'm sick of this bullshit I'm putting up with
Do what you will do, what you will
I try to get away, you're always in my face
I just can't stand this place

Can't you see this is bad for me?
Guess what, I'm going nuts like you wouldn't believe
I just wanna leave but you won't even let me see
If I can be the type of person to live out my dreams

It seems to me you think selfishly
All your wants and needs it's too much for me
I'm breaking to the point I can't handle it
I say fuck it, bring it on

Do what you will do, what you will
I'm sick of this bullshit that I'm putting up with
Do what you will do, what you will
I try to get away you're always in my face

Do what you will do, what you will
I'm sick of this bullshit I'm putting up with
Do what you will do, what you will
I try to get away, you're always in my face
I just can't stand this place

Why do they laugh at my pain?
They think they belong to something
It all keeps eating away at me
You make me feel like I'm nothing

I'm growing colder everyday
What more do I have to say
I have to get away

Do what you will do, what you will
I'm sick of this bullshit that I'm putting up with
Do what you will do, what you will
I try to get away you're always in my face

Do what you will do, what you will
I'm sick of this bullshit I'm putting up with
Do what you will do, what you will
I try to get away, you're always in my face
I just can't stand this place

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Z - Hova Song (Intro) - Lyrics - Vol. 3: The Life & Times Of St. Carter - Jay

Title: Z - Hova Song (Intro)
Album: Vol. 3: The Life & Times Of St. Carter
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Jimi Hendrix, Shawn Carter, Malik Johnson, K Rob

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Lyric:
Yeah, I know you just ripped the packaging off your CD
If you like me, you readin' the credits right now
If you in your car, I don't care if it's winter
I want you to put all your windows down

Zone out, buckle up, let's go
Hello it's Hova, that's right young'un, the wait is over
The new millennium is upon us, the album is here
Before we get into the shit, let's get a few things clear

Rappers with no relation
There's 'Seven Degrees of Separation' and I'm Kevin Bacon
This is the murderer's version
Jigga the shit, even when he rhyme in third person

Hova the God, I should be rappin' with the turban
Haters can't disturb him, waiters can't serve him
Mike Jordan of rap, outside J workin'
Now watch how quickly I drop 50

I don't like playin', niggaz can't stick me
Niggaz cannot jam me, niggaz can't get me
Slimmy at the Rucka wanna leave and spend with me
I consistently take 'em out the park like Ken Griffey

Do you believe? It's Hova the God
Makes you think about the people in your life
Then I think about BIG, what'd he say if he was here
He'd say, "Jay, what's it about? What's life about?

If you don't go through as a man's a man"
He'd say, "Suck it up, take the fall, do the time
That's what makes you who you are, makes you what you are"
How many years you been around this thing of ours?

Commission, 125 years
What's it about?
It's about rules, parameters
You take the beatin' for the friend you don't lay down

You don't betray who you are, what you are
You gotta remember guys like Taj, Chill, Ran, Emory
They don't roar, they don't rap
You know why? That's the rules, you don't break them

You was born to be somethin', I wasn't even supposed to be humble
Okay, so you humble me now, what you got?
You got a war, you got global war
You got a worldwide crime syndicate now

There's no rules, there's no parameters, there's no feelings
There's no feelings for this game
So five, ten years from now
You're gonna wish there was an American Commission

Five ten years from now
They're gonna miss Jay-Z
Okay, I'm reloaded

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Z - Hova Song (Outro) - Lyrics - Vol. 3: The Life & Times Of St. Carter - Jay

Title: Z - Hova Song (Outro)
Album: Vol. 3: The Life & Times Of St. Carter
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Jimi Hendrix, Shawn Carter, Malik Johnson, K Rob

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Lyric:
Yeah, I know you just ripped the packaging off your CD
If you like me, you readin' the credits right now
If you in your car, I don't care if it's winter
I want you to put all your windows down

Zone out, buckle up, let's go
Hello it's Hova, that's right young'un, the wait is over
The new millennium is upon us, the album is here
Before we get into the shit, let's get a few things clear

Rappers with no relation
There's 'Seven Degrees of Separation' and I'm Kevin Bacon
This is the murderer's version
Jigga the shit, even when he rhyme in third person

Hova the God, I should be rappin' with the turban
Haters can't disturb him, waiters can't serve him
Mike Jordan of rap, outside J workin'
Now watch how quickly I drop 50

I don't like playin', niggaz can't stick me
Niggaz cannot jam me, niggaz can't get me
Slimmy at the Rucka wanna leave and spend with me
I consistently take 'em out the park like Ken Griffey

Do you believe? It's Hova the God
Makes you think about the people in your life
Then I think about BIG, what'd he say if he was here
He'd say, "Jay, what's it about? What's life about?

If you don't go through as a man's a man"
He'd say, "Suck it up, take the fall, do the time
That's what makes you who you are, makes you what you are"
How many years you been around this thing of ours?

Commission, 125 years
What's it about?
It's about rules, parameters
You take the beatin' for the friend you don't lay down

You don't betray who you are, what you are
You gotta remember guys like Taj, Chill, Ran, Emory
They don't roar, they don't rap
You know why? That's the rules, you don't break them

You was born to be somethin', I wasn't even supposed to be humble
Okay, so you humble me now, what you got?
You got a war, you got global war
You got a worldwide crime syndicate now

There's no rules, there's no parameters, there's no feelings
There's no feelings for this game
So five, ten years from now
You're gonna wish there was an American Commission

Five ten years from now
They're gonna miss Jay-Z
Okay, I'm reloaded

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6 Feet Underground - Lyrics - Rule 3:36 - Ja Rule

Title: 6 Feet Underground
Album: Rule 3:36
Artist: Ja Rule
Composer(s): Irving Lorenzo, Jeffrey Atkins, Edward Hinson

Lyric:
Dice are rolling, Knives are out
With thee present danger all around
I don't say they mean harm, but they'd each give an arm
To see us six feet underground
See us 6 feet under ground
It doesn't matter what those morons say

It's Murda I N C Uh, the Lord is calling me
My demons haunt me this really tortures me
'Cause they don't understand me
And while I'm holdin up I know you smilin' down
At all my enemies who wanna see me (six feet underground)

Look at me now hittin' em up holdin it down
'Cause I'm destined to be I know you love to see me
(6 Feet underground) why see do the Devil's Eyes
You vision my demise so may your soul lie
(6 Feet Underground) and before that I believe
That I can fly most people gettin lye my niggas is gettin' by
If you can't see we bitches ya jags, we foward ya last
We Diamonds ya glass, we get pussy yall ass. Give me love
We be wearing gloves tied up in gloves with special 38 slugs
So we don't end up (6 Feet Underground) the butch is hittin em'
The rule is to get rid of em' for those who feel they getting away
Ja we sendin em' (6 Feet Underground) I've feel I've cursed
My body and soul I been outta control ever since I fell in the zone
I want nothin more than to see my niggas eat with me
But my enemies want nothin more than to see me (6 Feet Underground)

The Lord is calling me
My demons haunt me this really tortures me
'Cause they don't understand me
And while I'm holdin up I know you smilin' down
At all my enemies who wanna see me (six feet underground)

I'm so ignorant 'cause I done played my last tears
And pain is bliss been through so many things
It's hard to resist a mind that's currently
Thinking on his last wish it's nothing to fuck with
When I know what I want because you must think I'm a fool
Claiming you love what I do and be out playing the Rule
Bad move, more cars, more hoes, more jewels, and I'd love
Nothin more than to see you (6 Feet Underground) doesn't
Matter how we gonna get outta weed rollin it outta mindows
Nor from adam? but we show them uh now we leave them niggas
Creating a deal let it open so won't be goin (6 Feet Underground)
Because I've feel I've cursed
My body and soul I been outta control ever since I fell in the zone
I want nothin more than to see my niggas eat with me
But my enemies want nothin more than to see me (6 Feet Underground)

The Lord is calling me
My demons haunt me this really tortures me
'Cause they don't understand me
And while I'm holdin up I know you smilin' down
At all my enemies who wanna see me (six feet underground)

Get up (4x) baby the Rule can't die tonight
(6 Feet Underground)
Now all my niggas is ya wit mea yea
All my niggas is ya wit mea yea
You start I warned em' that I ain't
Livin right niggas might see my life as
Sort of a scarifice money, bitches, and ice
But fuck it whoa whoa something let me
Still to something ride 125 in a low low frontin
It's free will emotion you know I'm high flickin' ashes
At police while I'm ridin' by I'm ghetto I don't fear
Is deeper than love if you want to get it nigga then
Come on nigga get it in blood because I've feel I've cursed
My body and soul I been outta control ever since I fell in the zone
I want nothin more than to see my niggas eat with me
But my enemies want nothin more than to see me (6 Feet Underground)

The Lord is calling me
My demons haunt me this really tortures me
'Cause they don't understand me
And while I'm holdin up I know you smilin' down
At all my enemies who wanna see me (six feet underground)

Yea it's Murda Inc. Baby so what you want baby
Ain't none of this 'cause ya niggas ain't crazy
It's Ja Rule, Irv Gotti, Blackchild, Tah Murdah
01, Maricon?, Vita, it's Murrda
See us (6 Feet Underground)
Chris Gotti
It doesn't matter what these morons say

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Switchblade 327 - Lyrics - Brian Setzer

Title: Switchblade 327
Artist: Brian Setzer
Composer(s): Brian R Setzer

Lyric:
Ohh Switchblade 327
Lit cigarette in his hand
Steel toed boots on the accelerator
Oil leakin' outta the pan

Switchblade, three two barrels
Gettin' there as fast as he can
All juiced up like a hot carburetor
Spittin' gas onto the fan
Blacktop burnout, Saturday night
Try to catch him if you can

(Switchblade)
327
(Switchblade)
Seven come eleven
(Switchblade)
Ahh he's all right
When he gets drunk he fights all night

Switchblade 327
Pullin' way ahead of the pack
Chop top deuce, Saturday night
Flames shootin' outta the back

Switchblade, don't cut him off
He won't cut you no slack
He'll cut you to ribbons if you come to town
Carve out his name in your back
Blacktop burnout, Saturday night
Try to catch him if you can

(Switchblade)
327
(Switchblade)
Seven come eleven
(Switchblade)
Ahh he's all right
When he gets drunk he fights all night

Ohh Switchblade 327
Someone was callin' his name
All he could hear was his engine
And the sound of the pourin' down rain

Switchblade 327
Ran 125 down the lane
Someone had cut both his fuel lines
And the 32 burst into flames
Blacktop burnout, Saturday night
Try to catch him if you can

(Switchblade)
327
(Switchblade)
Seven come eleven
(Switchblade)
Ahh he's all right
When he gets drunk he fights all night

(Switchblade)
327
(Switchblade)
Seven come eleven
(Switchblade)
Ahh he's all right
When he gets drunk he fights all night
When he gets drunk he fights all night
When he gets drunk he fights all night

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