All The Candles In The World - Lyrics - Jane Siberry

Title: All The Candles In The World
Artist: Jane Siberry
Composer(s): Jane Siberry

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Lyric:
And how many of us will there be?
More than we are now
And where will we come from?
The rivers, the oceans, the ends of the darkest inlets
The lightest-coloured seas

Would not, would not be enough
Would not be enough to match the fever in my soul
And the fervour in my heart
And the darkness that I feel

As I'm goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' down

And how many of us
And how many of us will there be?

All the candles in the world
Would not be enough to match the burning in my soul
And the fever in my heart
Count the places of devotion
Count the altars of despair

As we're goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' down

And how many of us will there be?
And how many of us?

All the candles in the world would not be enough
To match the burning in our souls
And the fever in our hearts
And the fervour in our eyes

As we're hopin' and we're prayin'
And we're settin' out into the streets
The back streets of the world

And a prayer goin' up and a prayer goin' down
And the darkened eaves the pigeons
And the candlelight processions
On the streets down below

As we're searchin' and we're seekin'
And we're goin' goin', forgive us Lord
We're goin' goin' down, goin' down on our knees
Amen, yeah

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The World Is Lit By Lightning - Lyrics - Deacon Blue

Title: The World Is Lit By Lightning
Artist: Deacon Blue
Composer(s): R Ross, J Prime

Lyric:
So maybe you're standing
In some foreign town
You've walked for miles
Till the heat slows you down

And your jeans and your curls
Are bleached and split
And your money and your anger
Are all used up

Maybe I'm sorry
About the light in this place
Makes my heart seem cold
As the words on these pages

Maybe I'm reminded
By a shop window displays or a decoration
Like some church candle
That might just burn, might just burn

'Cause we're dancing under chandeliers
And I'm telling you
Caught in the headlights
And I'm yelling it at you

Why is it girl
When the world is lit by lightning
That I keep telling you
That I love you?

So you're ten miles out
Of this city at night
When do colored lights
Become paint and glass, and dust?

How I wonder
What light to trust
The light of the distance
Or the light might just burn, might just burn?

'Cause we're dancing under chandeliers
And I'm telling you
We caught in the headlights
And I'm yelling it at you

Why is it girl
When the world is lit by lightning
That I keep telling you
I keep telling you, I keep telling you?

We're dancing under chandeliers
And I'm telling you
We're caught in the headlights
And I'm yelling it at you

Why is it girl
When the world is lit by lightning?

Seraphim and cherubim
Skies full of gold dust
Moonshine and starlight
Pockets full of rainbows

Windows and mirrored balls
Porcelain and silver lake
Dance hall, neons flash and swing
Blow out your candles

It will call you
Angel, angel
Angel, angel, angel
When the world knows your name

We're dancing under chandeliers
And I'm telling you
Caught in the headlights
And I'm yelling it at you

Why is it girl
When the world is lit by lightning
That I keep telling you
That I love you?

We're dancing under chandeliers
And I'm telling you
Caught in the headlights
And I'm yelling it at you

Why is it girl
When the world is lit by lightning
That I keep telling you
That I love you?

I love you, I love you
When the world, when the world
When the world knows your name
When the world, when the world
When the world knows your name

When the world knows your name
When the world knows your name
When the world knows your name

We're dancing under chandeliers
And I'm telling you
Caught in the headlights
And I'm yelling it at you

Why is it girl

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When The Shades Go Down - Lyrics - Allure

Title: When The Shades Go Down
Artist: Allure
Composer(s): Michael Ashley Allen, Darryl Mcclary, Quincy Patrick, Joshua Paul Thompson

Lyric:
Baby
Hey
La doo, doo, doo, doo

Step into my secret world
Tonight I'm going to be your private angel
I just want to be your girl
Love you all night, love you all night

Slip into a heated bath
The scent of cherry blossoms fills the air
As I rub your body down
You can just relax and let me work it

I'll show you how I break it down
Candles, Chardonnay and flowers
I'll tend the lights, warm the bed
Preparing for the hour
(When the shades go down)

We can bath in my red light
Getting naughty through the night
(Naughty)
Sharing love and all love sounds
When the shades go down
When the shades go down

In the comfort of my bed
(In the comfort of my bed)
Silk, satin and jade
Exotic pleasures can be found
When the shades go down
When the shades go down

Something's on the menu tonight
I know you're going to like it from the first bite
Tell me what's your appetite
Do you like it raw, do you like it raw?
Kisses, there so warm on the skin
Come and taste the sweetness that's within

We can bath in my red light
Getting naughty through the night
(Naughty)
Sharing love and all love sounds
When the shades go down
When the shades go down

In the comfort of my bed
(In the comfort of my bed)
Silk, satin and jade
Exotic pleasures can be found
When the shades go down
When the shades go down

Steam on my window
Reflections of red light
(You and I through the night)
To simple it seemed that night
(Impressions from my fingers)
And my fingertips leave
Impressions of the love's intensity

See the pleasures of love in the lowest tattoos
Like a joyous slick, I'm waiting for you
Dive into my waters and ride the waves
Every time the love is made, see the pleasures of love

In the lowest tattoos like a joyous slick
I'm waiting for you
Dive into my waters and ride the waves
It's time to pull down the shades

In the comfort of my bed
(In the comfort of my bed)
Silk, satin and jade
Exotic pleasures can be found
When the shades go down
When the shades go down

Umm, go down, go down, go down
(Naughty)
Go down, go down, go down
(When the shades go down)
(Go down, baby)

Go down, go down, go down
(My shades, yeah)
(Go down, baby)
Go down, go down, go down
(Go down baby)
When the shades go down

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My Prerogative - Lyrics - Don Cartagena - Fat Joe

Title: My Prerogative
Album: Don Cartagena
Artist: Fat Joe
Composer(s): J Eaddy

Lyric:
Yo, yeah, yeah, T.S., T.S.
Armageddon, Terror Squad
It's my world
(Uhh)
It's my world
(Uhh)
What? Check this out, yo

It's my life, it's my world, my prerogative
To push things and chase girls who dress provocative
Terror Squad lock [unverified] than Yugoslavians
Run up in your building bust locks and pull the lobby in
Find me in the titty bars, pollyin' with Mafians

Got drunk and did somethin', now I'm hardly in the party
And check the book in my Cardigan, it's sort of like my guardian
Bless you with a halo and wings, on your back origin
Armageddon bring the gates of heaven and bring the horror in

Burnin' last testaments, sinnin' where all the garbage went
Dominant, pull out the nine and spit, murder anonymous
The finest bitch couldn't make me make monogamous promises
First [unverified] bitch, movin' guns out of Providence

Stackin' paper like novelists, complicated like calculus
Raps are marvelous, it's like I been here before
Niggaz is actin' up but we ain't gettin' frisked at the door, uhh

It's my life, it's my world, my prerogative
To push things and chase girls who dress provocative
Terror Squad, bottom line is we be rockin' it
The first stages of Armageddon and ain't no stoppin' this

It's my life, it's my world, my prerogative
To push things and chase girls who dress provocative
Terror Squad, bottom line is we be rockin' it
The first stages of Armageddon and ain't no stoppin' this

My beats, my rhymes, join forces and form the hammer lock
Trample box from Babylon to Camelot, I turn sand to rock
Slim's my man to heart, though he like to keep me amped a lot
Your girl's ample hot, man I love the way she handle cock

Blazin' since the sample dropped, never will the glamor stop
Claimin' that you're vandal all you seen is Roman candles pop
Turn the hands on clocks and blow you back to your essence
Then I'll go back in time and stomp your ass back to the present

Packin' the Wesson, actin' unpleasant
Terror Squad shot on your presence
We handle our blessings, just lay us where the baddest is resting
Took this rap game, molded and mastered it
Blast my shit, this song shames, any records played after it

Bag the fattest whips with passengers that'll flip
And piss on your body after blowin' your lungs out the back of it
Activists with guns, bring forth my arrival
Armageddon's now, forget about the words in the Bible

It's my life, it's my world, my prerogative
To push things and chase girls who dress provocative
Terror Squad, bottom line is we be rockin' it
The first stages of Armageddon and ain't no stoppin' this

It's my life, it's my world, my prerogative
To push things and chase girls who dress provocative
Terror Squad, bottom line is we be rockin' it
The first stages of Armageddon and ain't no stoppin' this

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50,000 Candles Burning - Lyrics - Perfect View (The Graces) - Meredith Brooks

Title: 50,000 Candles Burning
Album: Perfect View (The Graces)
Artist: Meredith Brooks
Composer(s): Charlotte Caffey, D Melone, Ralph Schuckett, Ellen Shipley, R Stone

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Lyric:
The world's asleep, don't despair
Got all I need, my love is strong and clear
Let's break away, you and I
Forget the future, leave the past behind

All it takes is just one little spark
Feel it from me
We'll make a chain of light in the dark, baby
Let our hearts be free

We've got 50,000 candles burning
50,000 candles burning
Let's do the dance of life
You know everywhere the world is turning
50,000 candles burning
It's my party, it's my party tonight

No time for tears, dry your eyes
The world could vanish in a flash of light
Oh, precious time just fades away
Let's celebrate the love we have today

All it takes is just one little spark
Feel it from me
We'll make a chain of light in the dark, baby
Let our hearts be free

We've got 50,000 candles burning
50,000 candles burning
Let's do the dance of life
You know everywhere the world is turning
50,000 candles burning
It's my party, it's my party tonight

We've got 50,000 candles burning
50,000 candles burning
Let's do the dance of life
You know everywhere the world is turning
50,000 candles burning
It's my party, it's my party tonight

We've got 50,000 candles burning

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All The Things (Your Man Won'T Do) - Lyrics - All That I Am - Joe

Title: All The Things (Your Man Won'T Do)
Album: All That I Am
Artist: Joe
Composer(s): J Thompson, M Williams, J Thomas

Lyric:
Hey, love, you say you need someone
To be there for you, to love you all night long
It's kinda funny but I don't think you have to look no further
Because I'm right here, and I'm ready
To do all the things your man won't do

Tell me what kind of man would treat his woman so cold?
Treat you like you're nothin' when you're worth more than gold
Girl to me you're like a diamond, I love the way you shine
A hundred million dollar treasure, I'll give the world to make you mine

I'll put a string a pearls right in your hand
Make love on a beach of jet black sand
Outside in the rain we can do it all night
I'll touch the places he would not
And some you never knew would get you hot
Nothin' is forbidden when we touch

Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you
Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do, every little thing
I'll do them for you

I'll take you out on a night cruise on a yacht, just can't lose
'Cause we got a lot to look forward to, 1, 2, what ya gonna do?
What good is a diamond? Nobody can see it
I hear he got you on lock down but I got the master key, yeah

I'll light a thousand candles all around
Show me to the subway, I'll go down
Nothin' can be sweeter than the sound of makin' love
Baby, when I start I just can't stop
I'll love you from the bottom to the top
Nothin' is forbidden when we touch

Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won' do, every little
I'll do them for you
Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you

I'll light up all the candles all around
Show me to the subway, I'll go down
Nothin' can be sweeter than the sound of makin' love
Baby, when I start I just can't stop
I'll love you from the bottom to the top
Nothin' is forbidden when we touch

Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you
Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you

Ooh, I got a Jones in my bones for you
There ain't a damn thing that I won't do
I'll make your body cream with my sex machine
I won't stop until I hear your mother scream

Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you
Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you

Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you
Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you
Sweet baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you

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Illusion - Lyrics - Destiny's Child - Destiny'S Child

Title: Illusion
Album: Destiny's Child
Artist: Destiny'S Child
Composer(s): Leee John, Isaac Hayes, Steve Jolley, Tony Swain, Ashley Ingram

Lyric:
Went from a dream to the young supremes

Searching for a destiny that's mine
There's another place another time
Touching many hearts along the way yeah
Hopin' that I'll never have to say
(Boy I love you but I gotta let you go)

Everyday in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again
Daze in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again

Follow your emotions everywhere
Is there really magic in the air
Never let your feelin' let you down
Open up your eyes and look around
(Boy I love you but I gotta let you go)

Everyday in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again
Daze in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again

Can it be a picture in my mind?
Never sure exactly what I'll find
Only in my dreams I turn you own
Here for just a moment then you're gone
(Boy I love you but I gotta let you go)

Everyday in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again
Daze in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again

Baby I don't write love song
Leave it up to Luther Vandross
How I choose to live you don't wanna know the course
I pay to be the boss hear it straight from the source
Fortune 500 is how I like to gloss
Hot shot Koni style Joyride
Blowing candles in the wind like "Princess D"
Could that be, mom tell me how you really like it
We can fly high I be your co-pilot

Hey yo, back to the girl with all the razamatazz
(Hey yo, I love you shorty)
You talkin' all that jazz
Boy I love you but I gotta let you go
I know you want me, but you play me like the lotto
Use and abuse me so there won't be no friction
I gotta leave I can't be in this illusion

Everyday in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again
Daze in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again

Confusion
Illusion
You get in
Me again
Daze in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again

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Illusions - Lyrics - Destiny'S Child

Title: Illusions
Artist: Destiny'S Child
Composer(s): Leee John, Isaac Hayes, Steve Jolley, Tony Swain, Ashley Ingram

Lyric:
Went from a dream to the young supremes

Searching for a destiny that's mine
There's another place another time
Touching many hearts along the way yeah
Hopin' that I'll never have to say
(Boy I love you but I gotta let you go)

Everyday in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again
Daze in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again

Follow your emotions everywhere
Is there really magic in the air
Never let your feelin' let you down
Open up your eyes and look around
(Boy I love you but I gotta let you go)

Everyday in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again
Daze in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again

Can it be a picture in my mind?
Never sure exactly what I'll find
Only in my dreams I turn you own
Here for just a moment then you're gone
(Boy I love you but I gotta let you go)

Everyday in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again
Daze in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again

Baby I don't write love song
Leave it up to Luther Vandross
How I choose to live you don't wanna know the course
I pay to be the boss hear it straight from the source
Fortune 500 is how I like to gloss
Hot shot Koni style Joyride
Blowing candles in the wind like "Princess D"
Could that be, mom tell me how you really like it
We can fly high I be your co-pilot

Hey yo, back to the girl with all the razamatazz
(Hey yo, I love you shorty)
You talkin' all that jazz
Boy I love you but I gotta let you go
I know you want me, but you play me like the lotto
Use and abuse me so there won't be no friction
I gotta leave I can't be in this illusion

Everyday in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again
Daze in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again

Confusion
Illusion
You get in
Me again
Daze in my mind is confusion
Thoughts of you bring illusion
Trapped in a world only you get in
My minds playin' tricks on me again

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All The Things - Lyrics - Joe

Title: All The Things
Artist: Joe
Composer(s): J Thompson, M Williams, J Thomas

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Lyric:
Hey, love, you say you need someone
To be there for you, to love you all night long
It's kinda funny but I don't think you have to look no further
Because I'm right here, and I'm ready
To do all the things your man won't do

Tell me what kind of man would treat his woman so cold?
Treat you like you're nothin' when you're worth more than gold
Girl to me you're like a diamond, I love the way you shine
A hundred million dollar treasure, I'll give the world to make you mine

I'll put a string a pearls right in your hand
Make love on a beach of jet black sand
Outside in the rain we can do it all night
I'll touch the places he would not
And some you never knew would get you hot
Nothin' is forbidden when we touch

Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you
Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do, every little thing
I'll do them for you

I'll take you out on a night cruise on a yacht, just can't lose
'Cause we got a lot to look forward to, 1, 2, what ya gonna do?
What good is a diamond? Nobody can see it
I hear he got you on lock down but I got the master key, yeah

I'll light a thousand candles all around
Show me to the subway, I'll go down
Nothin' can be sweeter than the sound of makin' love
Baby, when I start I just can't stop
I'll love you from the bottom to the top
Nothin' is forbidden when we touch

Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won' do, every little
I'll do them for you
Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you

I'll light up all the candles all around
Show me to the subway, I'll go down
Nothin' can be sweeter than the sound of makin' love
Baby, when I start I just can't stop
I'll love you from the bottom to the top
Nothin' is forbidden when we touch

Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you
Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you

Ooh, I got a Jones in my bones for you
There ain't a damn thing that I won't do
I'll make your body cream with my sex machine
I won't stop until I hear your mother scream

Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you
Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you

Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you
Baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you
Sweet baby, I wanna do
All of the things your man won't do
I'll do them for you

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It'S All Yours - Lyrics - Mc Lyte

Title: It'S All Yours
Artist: Mc Lyte
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, Lana Moorer, Giovanni Salah, Pharrell Williams

Lyric:
Our love is old-school, like Mary Jane's
Boston baked beans and candy canes
Exchange a look on the number two train
Run, catch, kiss, sunshine or rain

Jackson 5, good times, the Jefferson's
Yeah baby, you know I liked it better when
You lived closer, but then you moved
But that couldn't stop our groove

My magic-man, my Brooklyn-boy wonder
I rub your shoulders if pressure you was under
Late night rides out to sunrise
Catch a flick or two and then back to Bed-Stuy

You in the bubble goose, me in the sheep skin
Cold as hell, back then it wasn't mattering
Long as we were hand in hand, you're my man, I'm your girl
Ready to conquer the world

This is for all the years you've been
My companion as well as my best friend
So tonight baby, I'm giving you what you want
It's all yours

Our love is like a Romeo and Juliette flick
So surreal, but yet picturesque
There were problems I can admit
But we handled it and still the candles lit

So glad that we didn't just jet
'Cause now we reaping the benefits
Who would have thought
The cute little boy from down the street
Would fall in love with me?

It's like a number one dream come true
To have somebody you love, love you
And that's all that matters
Is that we grow together make sure we never shatter

You're the reason I live
Because I want you to get all that I got to give
Long as we're hand in hand, you're my man, I'm your girl
Ready to conquer the world

This is for all the years you've been
My companion as well as my best friend
So tonight baby, I'm giving you what you want
It's all yours

Our love is mystical like galaxies you can't touch
Around the world and back again, I love you that much
Our love is destiny like Bonnie and Clyde
We'll die of old age, side by side

Throughout the days I remain truthful
I keep it tight for you, sexy and youthful
I told my mom when our days are through
If you have to go first, bury me next to you

What I feel is unexplainable, 'I love you'
Just ain't enough to say to you
You've been there from the beginning to the end
My companion as well as my best friend

You got my heart, now here's my life
Yes, I'm ready to be your wife
From here, one know that you're the one
Everything you want, it's done

This is for all the years you've been
My companion as well as my best friend
So tonight baby, I'm giving you what you want
It's all yours

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Ghetto Thang - Lyrics - 3 Feet High And Rising - De La Soul

Title: Ghetto Thang
Album: 3 Feet High And Rising
Artist: De La Soul
Composer(s): Kelvin Mercer, David Jolicoeur, Vincent Mason, Paul Huston

Lyric:
Mary had a little lamb, that's a fib
She had two twins though an' one crib
Now she's only fourteen, what a start
But this effect is ground common in these parts

Now life in this world can be such a bitch
An' dreams are often torn an' shattered an' hard to stitch
Negative, the attitude that runs the show
When the stage is the G H E T T O

Which is the one to blame when bullets blow?
Either Peter, Jane or John or Joe
But Joe can't shoot a gun, he's always drunk
An' Peter's pimpin' Jane an' John a punk

Infested are the halls also the brains
Daddy's broken down from ghetto pains
Mommy's flyin' high, the truth is shown
The kids are all alone
'Cause it's just the ghetto thang

It's just the ghetto thang, word
It's just the ghetto thang, word

Who ranks the baddest brother? The ones who rule
This title is sought by the coolest fool
Define coolest fool? Easy, the one who needs
Attention in the largest span an' loves to lead

Always found at the jams but never dance
Just provoke violence due to one glance
The future plays no matter, just the present flow
When the greetin' place is the G H E T T O

Lies are pointed strong into your skull
Deep within your brain, against the wall
To hide or just erase a glowin' note
Of how to use the ghetto as a scapegoat

Truth from Trugoy's mouth is here to scar
Those who blame the G for all bizarre
So open up your vents an' record well
For this is where we stand for the true tell

Ghetto gained a ghetto name from ghetto ways
Now there could be some ghetto games an' ghetto play
If ghetto thang can have its way in ghetto range
Then there must be some ghetto love an' ghetto change

Though confident, they keep it kept, we know for fact
They lie like ghettos form 'cause people lack
To see that they must all get out the ghetto hold
The truth they never told
'Cause it's just the ghetto thang

It's just the ghetto thang, word
It's just the ghetto thang, word

Do people really wish when they blow
Out the cake candles? An' if so
Is it for the sunken truth which could arise
From out the characters in which the ghetto hides?

Roses in the ring supply their shown relief
Granted it's planted by their shown belief
Kill an' feed off your own brother, man
Has quickly been adopted as the master plan

Posses of our people has yet to provoke
Freedom or death to them is just a joke
What causes this defect? I don't know
Maybe it's the G H E T T O

It's just the ghetto thang, word
It's just the ghetto thang, word

Standin' in the rain is nothin' felt
When problems hold more value but never dealt with
Buildings crumblin' to the ground
Impact noise is solid sound

But who's the one to say this life is wrong
When ghetto life is chosen strong
We seem to be misled about our dreams
'Coz dreams ain't what it seems
When it's just the ghetto thang

It's just the ghetto thang, word
It's just the ghetto thang, word
It's just the ghetto thang, word
It's just the ghetto thang, word

It's just the ghetto thang, word
It's just the ghetto thang, word
It's just the ghetto thang, word
It's just the ghetto thang, word
Word, word, word, word

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Beneath The Surface - Lyrics - Genius

Title: Beneath The Surface
Artist: Genius
Composer(s): G Grice, W Reed, W Mitchell, Y Mithchell, J Hunter, E Randell, L Seymour, Santi White

Lyric:
On a man-made lake, there's a sheet of thin ice
Where unskilled skaters cut figure-eight twice
That's sixteen, uncut, direct from the cold
Head on a soul, the result, death by the bulk in a vault

And spoke about the average lost permission
That was seen by a king in a prophetic vision
Like a plane crash from a bomb blast
Special broadcast slot time wit Comcast

That kept the jury quiet and now the riots perform
While satanic man, now hangin' his dawn
I swing on you fake radio personalities
And boost your ratings with hypes behind casualties

Fire a shot wit low-pressure water gun play
Instantly slap your fire like it's Palm Sunday
I fashion the first jewel from the elements, the earth fumes
And built it to a complex, network of communications
You're up against a hopeless situation

I screen every vehicle through enemy observation
Swarmin' unpredictably, we spread terror
Increase the fog significantly, change the era
Check my wind pattern, it's headin' west
Success is freedom but failure can mean death

Humans sweat aim shovels, dig up debris and rubble
Permanent damage caused by the W
Now who callously urge you to merge through
And think the workers'll serve you?

The sonic marvel who just dropped the next novel
World-wide rapidly, more to marble
It's accountless, amount of MC's I save
Then them same niggas wanna squander those gifts I gave

Scratch underneath the surface
But as your purpose lie
Seems our will is worthless
Like we're pawns beneath the sky

Face a race by reason
And that is just a win
For empty soul I breathe in
Keep myself from givin' in

Love and hatred, home is most sacred
Both species, they lay naked in the tombs of the oasis
Think back on niggas I ate wit, spend a day wit
Guns we played wit, niggas I relate wit

We broke bread
I heard through a vine, niggas worked for the fed
Sent out secretly to take my head
I layed back and meditate to the words they said

Skip town for a month and grew some dreads
Had a friend tell my family I was dead
Return at the last fall of the autumn leaf
Operate the plan accordingly, in case the feds are recording me

Sign all documents using forgery
'Cuz just the mere thought of me
I'm like Solomon, spoke bluntly
Told the world I'm black [Incomprehensible]

And howls from the grave hunt me
The smell of death's upon me
I dwell in the hills like Ghandi
Been in the presence of mad peasants

And old kings, who sold everything on a quest for God's divine
Slept in caves to get a clear mind
Who prayed three times
When the moon lit and when the sun rise

I met dwellers in the deserts, talked to shepherds
Been in the mouth of many leopards
Felt the death kiss of Satan's mistress
Walked through vacant districts
Before religions studied pagan scriptures

Two philosophers and physicians on a cure missions
Who harden they hearts, to warn the weak and sick and inflicted
Candles lit, gamble wit a bitch
Who made me love her, when I touch her

Soft paws, high claws, bees wit sweet honey in they mouth
Had bitter stingers at they tail
Walked through the chambers of death
Take a whole lawn to hell
Embracin' her was like embracin' the third rail

Scratch underneath the surface
But as your purpose lie
Seems our will is worthless
Like we're pawns beneath the sky

Face a race by reason
And that is just a win
For empty soul I breathe in
Keep myself from givin' in

Scratch underneath the surface

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50 Candles - Lyrics - II - Boyz Ii Men

Title: 50 Candles
Album: II
Artist: Boyz Ii Men
Composer(s): Tim Kelley, Bob Robinson, Shawn Stockman

Lyric:
It's gettin' kinda dark already
Should I light 'em?

Hey baby I'm ready, I'm oh so ready
I wanna make love to you, hey
Take 'em off, throw 'em down
Come here and let me feel what's in front of me

The outside world is of no concern
Just let our bodies and the candles in the room burn
With a feverish passion uncontained

Feels like one of those nights
Lady, I'm in need of love in a hurry
Fifty candles burn bright
And all is alright, as our bodies unite
Take our time, do it right

Give me your hand, touch me right here
So good, want it more and more
Each moment your fingers linger all around

As I kiss you in the place
Where your composure comes undone
And your mind runs
We'll make love 'til the sun completely rises

Come play with me
Let me be the toy that fulfills your needs
'Cause I'm yours tonight
And you're all mine, baby

Don't be afraid, let the feelin' take you away
To a world of ecstasy
Where all you got to do is be free
And give your all and all, now

Feels like one of those nights
Lady, I'm in need of love in a hurry
Fifty candles burn bright
And all is right, as our bodies unite
Take our time, do it right

Come and get this
Waited all my life for your touch and your soft kiss
And life will never be the same
While you moan and groan, I hear your voice call my name

Holding your body like a plastic molding
Your soul I'll be controlling
As the candles burn, we toss and we turn
From night to day, all our pleasures we learn

Come and play with me
Tonight's our night baby
Fifty candles burn bright
Come and roll with me, make love to me
Hold on tight, it's goin' to be a bumpy ride

Feels like one of those nights
Feels like one of those nights
Fifty candles burn bright
Feels like one of those nights
Feels like one of those nights
Feels like one of those nights
Feels like one of those nights
Fifty candles burn bright

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Nasty Boy (Bad Boy Remix) - Lyrics - Notorious B.I.G.

Title: Nasty Boy (Bad Boy Remix)
Artist: Notorious B.I.G.
Composer(s): Christopher Wallace, Sean Puffy Combs, Steven Jordan

Lyric:
Yeah, word
I remember I met this one bitch
'Cause you know me I don't see how I'm the nasty motherfucker
I just thought I thought I'da did anything in the world
(Yeah)

I meets this one bitch, I comes up in the spot, or whatever
The bitch got the candles lit or whatever
So she tell me whatever she wanna get her freak on whatever
So I'm like whassup whatchu wanna yaknahmsayin'

I'm read to wear it out or whatever
The bitch told me she wanted me to shit on her
Ya know shit I was like whatchu mean shit?
I mean I might shit on you after I, hit it I won't call you no more

Shit on you like that
She talkin' about no she want me to cock over her
And shit, on her stomach
I said, bitch what the, what the fuck?

What the fuck I'm sposed to do after I, after I shit on her
I'm sposed to hit that after that?
She's just wilding out so after I shits on the bitch right
Ya know I shit, after I shits on the bitch
The bitch, ya know, washed that shit off or whatever
(Ohh shit)

Come on, yeah
Come on, yeah
Come on, yeah
Come on, yeah
Come on, yeah

Come on, yeah
Come on, yeah
Come on, yeah
Come on, yeah
Come on, yeah

Uhh, I go, on and on and on and
Then take her to the crib and let your bone in
Easy, call 'em on the phone and platinum channel cologne and
I stay, dressed, to impress

Spark these bitches interest
Sex is all I expect
If they watch TV in the Lex, they know
They know, quarter past fo'

Left the club tipsy, say no mo'
Except how I'm gettin' home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O., uhh
Back of my mind I hope she swallow
(Uh huh)

Man, she split a drink on my cream Wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin', she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin' to wait

Conversate, sex on the first date I state
You know what you do to me
She starts, "Well, but I don't usually"
Then I, whipped it out, rubber no doubt

Step out, show me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aooww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot

By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I squirt
Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work
You nasty boy, you nasty

You nasty boy, you nasty
You nasty boy, you nasty
You nasty boy, you nasty
You nasty boy, you nasty
You nasty boy, you nasty
You nasty boy, you nasty

I remember we, went to Tennessee
Then we came home, mad messages was on my phone
Bitch named Symone
Screamin', she feenin', for the semen

Me bein', the man that I am
Took it to her condo, pronto
Half Indian, called her Tonto
Roll the kronk ton in the dark pronto

A few puffs, eyes got low
And off to the bedroom we go mmm
Sex is drama, word to mama
Rip pajamas I'ma stay to tomorrow

Satisfyin' all my needs twice
With the whipped cream, handcuffs and ice
The bitch is nice, word is bond
Can't wait to put my niggaz on, what, what?

You nasty boy, you
You nasty boy, you
You nasty boy, you
You nasty boy, you
You nasty boy, you
You nasty boy, you
You nasty boy, you

Ladies, my Mercedes
Hold fo' in the back, two if they fat
Keep a gat, 'cause cats, try to test me
They just fans like DeNiro, Wesley

Let's see, the bitch I'm waitin' on
Gaudier jeans jeans look like they painted on
Ask thee, leave it up to me
Lay her on back ever so gently

She like the way the dough fold up, rolls roll up
Cristal just throw up, bitch grow up
Hold up, there's DeGenero
Dripped out, iceberg Capero

Intro goes without speaking
Call me Caese 'cause I keep 'em, we can go freakin'
All weekend, so, roll in
Ain't it good that my Lex keeps foldin'? Uhh

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What Are You Doing The Rest Of Your Life - Lyrics - Sinatra: New York (4 CD/1 DVD) - Frank Sinatra

Title: What Are You Doing The Rest Of Your Life
Album: Sinatra: New York (4 CD/1 DVD)
Artist: Frank Sinatra
Composer(s): Alan Bergman, Michel Legrand, Marilyn Bergman

Lyric:
I want to see your face in every kind of light
In fields of dawn and forests of the night
And when you stand before the candles on a cake
Oh, let me be the one to hear the silent wish you make

What are you doing the rest of your life?
North and south and east and west of your life
I have only one request of your life
That you spend it all with me

All the seasons and the times of your days
All the nickels and the dimes of your days
Let the reasons and the rhymes of your days
All begin and end with me

I want to see your face in every kind of light
In the fields of dawn and the forests of the night
And when you stand before the candles on a cake
Oh, let me be the one to hear the silent wish you make

Those tomorrows waiting deep in your eyes
In the world of love that you keep in your eyes
I'll awaken what's asleep in your eyes
It may take a kiss or two

Through all of my life
Summer, winter, spring and fall of my life
All I ever will recall of my life
Is all of my life with you

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My Eternal Love - Lyrics - Bee Gees

Title: My Eternal Love
Artist: Bee Gees
Composer(s): Richard Kirk Powers, Barry Gibb

Lyric:
I gave you something for nothing my love
This apparition of living your lie
I had the power but you stole control my love
I need you close to me, I can't deny

It's your night world
Places I've never known
All of the wonders lay before me
I pray this heaven never stops

It's your night world
Things are revealed to me
And all the arms cannot hold you

I will see your face in the morning sunrise
Hear your crying every lonely winter long
I need your body and should to get me through
Holding me over you

So don't tell me that I came one love too late
No other women would I place so high above
I'll that the little that I get in return for
My eternal love

When you're lonely do you cry baby cry
What do they give you when the dream is not enough
This is the hour and the candles are burning
My eternal love, my eternal love

I get to watch you when the moon is full
Time to love you when the others are gone
Though what I follow may be fictional
I need to be with you or I may die

In your night world
Doors that are open wide
Then can make my promise to you

You will hear my voice in the mountain thunder
Feel me loving you across the universe
When the pieces are whole
There's me and you, you and me eternally

I may be broken but I try baby try
Whatever gets you are the things that I must do
I'd like to hit you with a little of my
Eternal love for you

I will be with you when my sweet baby cries
You let me give you what the dream is worthy of
This is the hour and the candles are burning
My eternal love, my eternal love, my eternal love

Don't tell me that I came one love too late
No other women would I place so high above
I'll that the little that I get in return for
My eternal love

I may be lonely do you cry baby cry
What do they give you when the dream is not enough
This is the hour and the candles are burning
My eternal love

I will be with you when you cry baby cry
You let me give you what the dream is worthy of
I'll take the little that I get in return for

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Where Dem Dollas At - Lyrics - Gangsta Boo

Title: Where Dem Dollas At
Artist: Gangsta Boo
Composer(s): Paul Beauregard, Jordan Houston, Lola Mitchell

Lyric:
"I'm chief in'' heavy, understand me baby this Gangsta Boo"
From 'Tear Da Club Up'
"I'm chief in'' heavy, understand me baby this Gangsta Boo"
From 'Tear Da Club Up'

Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?
"I'm chief in'' heavy, understand me baby this Gangsta Boo"
Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?

Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?
"I'm chief in' heavy, understand me baby this Gangsta Boo"
Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?

Now let me kick a little somethin' about this lady named Boo
Haven't you heard of the things that Miss Boo is capable to do
Get your mind twisted like some dreads on a Jamaican's head
Vicky lingere, candles lit, with petals on the bed

Blazing hella weed, concentrating on what's next, be next
Bet your bottom dollar, make you holla, where them Benji's at
Comin' out your pocket, don't be stoppin', what can happen baby?
How many niggas get the chance to be in the mist up lady?
(Never)

Not be goin' 'cause my game is just too thick for that
Gangsta Boo be watchin', all the Prophet niggas got my back
What you see in me, nigga roll is what I meant to be
Sippin' on Henn and grinning in your face
Tryin' to get your cheese, why you be's

Sayin', I'm doggin' you out but still pagin' me
Never answer the phone 'cause your name be on my caller ID
I guess you can say. I'm kinda crazy in my own ways
Fuck bein' broke for days, ladies gots to get paid

Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?
"I'm chief in' heavy, understand me baby this Gangsta Boo"
Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?

Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?
"I'm chief in' heavy, understand me baby this Gangsta Boo"
Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?

Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?
"I'm chief in' heavy, understand me baby this Gangsta Boo"
Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?

Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?
"I'm chief in' heavy, understand me baby this Gangsta Boo"
Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?

It be amazing how these bitches havin' babies by niggas
With no pot to piss in or no money to give her
What the fuck, why you hoes wanna live that way?
I be scheamin' for some cheddar every goddamn day

Not to be the fuckin' one lookin' sad and broke
No nigga to fuck with, no weed to smoke
Hard times got me whinin, conversation and kickin' it
Hooked up with a little Cryst' now I'm back on my pimpin'

Thinkin' up a fuckin' plan, how to get you man
Damn I hope you understand money came with the scam
We be chillin' in the cities of New York and L.A.
It is all good, get my Conflict on, smokin' on "Hay"

I hate to say, but anyway I feel you hatin' on me
You look into my eyes and smile but still you hatin' on me
(Nevermind)
Fuck it, I ain't takin' it personal, I'm about my business
Well I have to kick it sooner or later so I ain't trippin'

Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?
"I'm chief in' heavy, understand me baby this Gangsta Boo"
Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?

Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?
"I'm chief in' heavy, understand me baby this Gangsta Boo"
Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?

Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?
"I'm chief in' heavy, understand me baby this Gangsta Boo"
Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?

Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?
"I'm chief in' heavy, understand me baby this Gangsta Boo"
Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?

I keeps my shit in control, draped up in diamonds and gold
Playas all up in my soul while pots arranged in a row
Up in the V. I. P. seats these hoes been waitin' to see me
I hope that bitch got my cheese, can't leave with less than a ki

I'm scopin' out some new talent, needs some new hoes for my palace
The more hoes that I just grab, they hated on my like melon
Soon as I hit the front door, they scope the gold around my collar
I'm have to come up on loot, I can't even spare a dollar
I got to roll gang style, bitch

I got a rolex on my wrist trick
Can't you hoes get some of this?
Some niggas want to take my place
Some hoes be beggin' ride my dick

I can't be stopped, the Juice gon' shine
The droopies pokin' in my rhyme
I'm living good and feelin' fine
I'm high off weed, then liqour and wine

Just roll it up, I fold it up
These bottle pop, pour it in my cup
The niggas who work from 9 to 5
Are on the corner, post it up

We still can ball, the Juice and Paul
The deals we make, the shots we call
Entrepreneurs on world wide tour
The only thing we save is cheese not brawl

Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?
"I'm chief in' heavy, understand me baby this Gangsta Boo"
Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?

Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?
"I'm chief in' heavy, understand me baby this Gangsta Boo"
Where da dollas at?
Nigga, where da dollas at?

Aw yeah, hypnotized minds up in here
You know the business
Gangsta Boo solo tape, ya'll know the scope
Featuring the Tear Da Club Up Thugs, whats up, all hot
It's on, where the dollars at
Where I'm at, on the map

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Ultimate Satisfaction - Lyrics - Release Therapy - Ludacris

Title: Ultimate Satisfaction
Album: Release Therapy
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Darion T Crawford, Richard Velonskis, Christopher Bridges, Alle Benassi, Benny Benassi, Shawn T Johnson

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Lyric:
Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction
Satisfaction

Yeah, blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
It gives me satisfaction

Can you handle it? 808 bang in the back
With the woofer like boom boom boom boom
With my foot up on the pedal and my hand on my strap
Got the engine like vroom vroom vroom vroom
What's up? You ain't never heard a *** rap like-like this before
I got an addictive flow that'll give you satisfaction

Wanna make you satisfied, even if it kills me
Even if it takes the slower minds, a little bit of time to feel me
Recollect the 15 million I sold or the 30 times I went gold
And if you take 2 puffs of this ***, it'll give you satisfaction

I've sold the most and no one's close, but I'm not meaning to brag
It's different strokes for different folks like Angelina and Brad
Some keep the heat in the stash, put 30 keys in their Jag
And if cops ain't peepin' your tag, you're gonna feel some satisfaction

Pumpin' out albums like Reverend Run is pumpin' out children
Here's another one
So catch me on more 24's than Kiefer Sutherland
I'm bound to be the greatest, I'm determined to win
Until then I can't get no satisfaction

Yeah, blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
It gives me satisfaction

I'm the one that went to the gunfight with a knife and won
Left with his *** and left him dead [Incomprehensible] he tried to run
Just because my verse second, don't mean I am not the one
When I'm done, I'm guaranteed to give you satisfaction

I might not be the best in the world but the best the world's ever seen
I'm all been in Georgia's daughter Conde *** king
And when I'm diggin' deep in the spleen
I'ma make her *** and she scream
Baby, get me *** like a Snickers bar, I give her satisfaction

Yes sir, there ain't not other way, so mother*** what you say
Y'all had this spot, we took you off the top like a toupee
Your coast, we kicked and pushed in this Fiasco like Lupe
Back that *** up like Juve 'cause the South
We givin' them satisfaction

Ever since I signed with Luda and them, my chances of losin' are slim
Y'all talk that smack but copycat and do a movie like him
Yes sir, my Mobb got that goodie, as if my group had a gift
We gonna continue to give them a double dose of satisfaction

Yeah, blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
It gives me satisfaction

Drop the bomb, when I rhyme, it's TNT
That's why my money long as the line at the DMV
When they askin' who was that that was snappin'
I'm that answer dude, you like Snickers with no nuts no satisfaction

I hustle and flow, I done been by my cheese since I was knee high
*** what you need, hit me, I'ma drop off peaches like I'm T.I.
Earvin Johnson, gimme that rock and magic cap of Shawn Jay
*** sold money for satisfaction

I been the ***, they can't *** with, hot but the flow cold
Flip *** by the boatload, O.G. no see, see me
Get tipped off, getcha no dough
Zip-loc full of *** tow big *** on the hip cocked
Try to play the big shots, get popped with the ***
Don't be the reason they mopped in the floor for
Pay me that satisfaction

Fool for a dollar let me get that pop, man, I need this cream
Where my cake? Give me my candles, I got sweet sixteen
Now the kid with the *** flow got DTP on his necklace
Now Luda, tell them what you think about your invest

Yeah, blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
It gives me satisfaction

Yeah, blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
It gives me satisfaction

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