Alternative To Love - Lyrics - Brendan Benson

Title: Alternative To Love
Artist: Brendan Benson
Composer(s): Brendan Benson

Lyric:
Maybe if I lay real still
It will go away, maybe it will
Maybe this time I won't budge
Maybe I just need a little nudge

Maybe this time I won't flinch
Maybe this time it might be a sinch
Maybe this time I won't run
Maybe I'll own up to what I've done

What have I done?
What have I done?

Maybe I'm just damaged goods
And, baby, you're a babe in the woods
And me, I'm just a little lost lamb
But you love me wherever I am

And maybe I've been caught red handed
Making off like a lucky bandit
And this wasn't how I planned it

Maybe this time I could stay
And let myself get carried away
Maybe this time it's too late
We could make a move or we could wait

Maybe she will understand
And not expect too much from one man
Maybe she can or maybe she can't

Maybe when I've changed my tune
I'll come out of my solitude
And start to live my life anew
And spend the rest of my days pleasing you

And on the path to righteousness
I'll swept the dust
Whatever it takes to gain your trust
I'll do what I must

I'll do what I must
I'll do what I must
I'll do what I must
I'll do what I must do
I'll do it up

Maybe I'm just damaged goods
And, baby, you're a babe in the woods
And me, I'm just a little lost lamb
But you love me wherever I am

And maybe I've been caught red handed
Making off like a lucky bandit
And now I walk this planet

Forever it's a joke, the alternative to love
Forever it's a joke, the alternative to love
Forever it's a joke, the alternative to love
...

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Hip Hop Baby - Lyrics - Bone Brothers

Title: Hip Hop Baby
Artist: Bone Brothers
Composer(s): Dwayne Johnson, Edward Jr Hinson, Clifford N Branch, Stanley Howse, Byron Mccane

Lyric:
We love the reggae and jazz, the rock n' roll can be cool
Alternative too, we love the rhythm and blues
But I'm a hip-hop baby, from the heart I never flip-flop baby
We love the reggae and jazz, the rock n' roll can be cool
Alternative too, we love the rhythm and blues
But I'm a hip-hop baby, from the heart I never flip-flop baby

If it wasn't for my music, tell me where would I be, where would I be?
Probably standin' on the hot block, sellin' crack rock
Runnin' them streets, runnin' them streets
I say my music is my best friend, my confidant

I love the way we live as one together we the perfect bunch
Me and my radio doin' ninety on the freeway no other way to go
And I like to feel the rhythm, the beat be bumpin' don't it
And I love to give it to y'all because I know you want it

And if you feel like I feel you love the rhythm and blues
Reggae and jazz, and rock n' roll can be cool
But I'm a hip-hop baby, it's from the heart I never flip-flop baby
Gimme a drank and a song and I'll be stress free kickin' it all night long

It ain't nothin' like hip-hop music careful how you use it
And please don't abuse it when you do it music can keep the party
People dressin' up put your mind in a trans and keep you happy
Give it a chance come on, just flow with the music
Get blowed off with music

When I was thirteen I got the king
I had a dream to be one of the greatest musicians
In life so they remember when I die, I love, I love music
It's got me stayin' alive and if you took my mic right now
One thing you'll never do is take my love away
'Cause I'm a hip-hop baby, from the heart I never flip-flop baby

We love the reggae and jazz, the rock n' roll can be cool
Alternative too, we love the rhythm and blues
But I'm a hip-hop baby, from the heart I never flip-flop baby
We love the reggae and jazz, the rock n' roll can be cool
Alternative too, we love the rhythm and blues
But I'm a hip-hop baby, from the heart I never flip-flop baby

Tossin' and turnin' I'm burnin' with different melodies, words
My niggaz tellin' me sellin' it to the world, been rappin'
Since the day I heard Rakim and Dana Dane, Doug E. Fresh
Slick Rick, always been a singer mayne

Late night foster home workin' on perfection
On selection of the songs that I heard was my erection
As for timing was my girl friend Lord of the rap
Said I'm the baddest mamma-jamma, half white and black

Had my babies to Jodeci, six with Serena, little Bri
Bone Bri, Miss Mo, and Shaniqua, little Trey-trey, Destiny
And plus Aaliyah and the newest one is Shelby
I can't wait 'til I see her

They are the music in my physical form since they was born
I been singin' with tears in my eyes as I perform for the whole world
Until I die like confucius tell the world my name is Brian
I'm in love with my music

'Cause I'm a hip-hop baby, 'cause I'm a hip-hop baby
'Cause I'm a hip-hop baby, 'cause I'm a hip-hop

Now everybody got that jam that make you get up, wanna boogie
To the beat now, and if it wasn't for the drums and the strings
And the lyrics that we sing what would life really mean now

Would it be just as fun, would you kick it the same, could you
Live with out it, could you still maintain? My thang is
Crank up the volume, because it helps me escape from my problems
'Til I solve 'em and I'm a solve 'em, it's all music, bone thug music

We love the reggae and jazz, the rock n' roll can be cool
Alternative too, we love the rhythm and blues
But I'm a hip-hop baby, from the heart I never flip-flop baby
We love the reggae and jazz, the rock n' roll can be cool
Alternative too, we love the rhythm and blues
But I'm a hip-hop baby, from the heart I never flip-flop baby

We love the reggae and jazz, the rock n' roll can be cool
Alternative too, we love the rhythm and blues
But I'm a hip-hop baby, from the heart I never flip-flop baby
We love the reggae and jazz, the rock n' roll can be cool
Alternative too, we love the rhythm and blues
But I'm a hip-hop baby, from the heart I never flip-flop baby

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My Fault - Lyrics - Slim Shady LP - Eminem

Title: My Fault
Album: Slim Shady LP
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Mark Bass, Marshall Mathers, Jeff Bass

Lyric:
I never meant to give you mushrooms girl
I never meant to bring you to my world
Now you sitting in the corner crying
And now it's my fault my fault
I never meant to give you mushrooms girl
I never meant to bring you to my world
Now you sitting in the corner crying
And now it's my fault my fault

I went to John's rave with Ron and Dave
And met a new wave blonde babe with half of her head shaved
A nurse aide who came to get laid and tied up
With first aid tape and raped on the first date
Susan, an ex Heroin addict who just stopped usin'
Who love booze and alternative music
Told me she was goin' back into usin' again
I said, "Wait, first try this hallucinogen
It's better than Heroin, Henn, the booze or the gin
C'mere, let's go in here"

Who's in the den?
It's me and Kelly
My bad, let's try another room
I don't trust you
Shut up slut!
Chew up this mushroom
This'll help you get in touch with your roots
We'll get barefoot, butt naked, and run in the woods
Oh hell, I might as well try 'em, this party is so drab
Oh dag!
What?
I ain't mean for you to eat the whole bag
Huh?!

I never meant to give you mushrooms girl
I never meant to bring you to my world
Now you sitting in the corner crying
And now it's my fault my fault
I never meant to give you mushrooms girl
I never meant to bring you to my world
Now you sitting in the corner crying
And now it's my fault my fault

Yo Sue!
Get away from me, I don't know you
Oh shoot, she's trippin'
I need to go puke
I wasn't tryin to turn this into somethin' major
I just wanted to make you appreciate nature
Susan, stop cryin', I don't hate ya
The world's not against you, I'm sorry your father raped you
So what you had your little coochie in your dad's mouth?
That ain't no reason to start wiggin' and spaz out

She said, "Help me I think I'm havin' a seizure!"
I said, "I'm high too bitch, quit grabbin' my Tshirt"
"Would you calm down you're startin' to scare me"
She said, "I'm twenty six years old and I'm not married
I don't even have any kids and I can't cook"
I'm over here Sue, You're talkin' to the plant, look
We need to get to a hospital before it's too late
'Cause I never seen no one eat
As many mushrooms as you ate

I never meant to give you mushrooms girl
I never meant to bring you to my world
Now you sitting in the corner crying
And now it's my fault my fault
I never meant to give you mushrooms girl
I never meant to bring you to my world
Now you sitting in the corner crying
And now it's my fault my fault

Susan, wait! Where you goin'? You better be careful
Leave me alone dad, I'm sick of gettin' my hair pulled
I'm not your dad, quit tryin' to swallow your tongue
Want some gum? Put down the scissors
Before you do somethin' dumb
I'll be right back just chill baby please
I gotta go find Dave he's the one who gave me these
John, where's Dave at before I bash you
He's in the bathroom, I think he's takin' a crap dude

"Dave, pull up your pants, we need an ambulance
There's a girl upstairs talkin' to plants
Choppin' her hair off, and there's only two days left
Of Spring Break, how long do these things take to wear off?
Well it depends on how may you had
I took 3, she ate the other 22 caps
Now she's upstairs cryin' out her eyeballs, drinkin' Lysol
She's gonna die dude
I know and it's my fault!
My God!

I never meant to give you mushrooms girl
I never meant to bring you to my world
Now you sitting in the corner crying
And now it's my fault my fault
I never meant to give you mushrooms girl
I never meant to bring you to my world
Now you sitting in the corner crying
And now it's my fault my fault

My God, I'm so sorry!
I'm so sorry!
Susan please wake up!
Please, Please wake up
What are you doing?
You're not dead! You're not dead!
I know you're not dead
Oh my God!
Wake up, Susan wake up
Oh my God!

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Alcohol - Lyrics - Stunt - Barenaked Ladies

Title: Alcohol
Album: Stunt
Artist: Barenaked Ladies
Composer(s): Steven Page, Stephen Duffy

Lyric:
Alcohol, my permanent accessory
Alcohol, a party time necessity
Alcohol, alternative to feelin' like yourself
O alcohol, I still drink to your health

I love you more than I did the week before
I discovered alcohol
(Just wanna talk)

Forget the Cafe Latte, screw the raspberry iced tea
A Malibu and Coke for you, a G 'n' T for me
Alcohol, your songs resolve like my life never will
When someone else is pickin' up the bill

I love you more than I did the week before
I discovered alcohol
O alcohol
Would you please forgive me?
For while I cannot love myself
I'll use something else

I thought that alcohol
Whao [Inaudible]
Was just for those with nothing else to do
[Inaudible]
I thought that drinkin' just to get drunk
[Whao Inaudible]
Was a waste of precious booze
[Inaudible]
But now I know that there's a time
[Inaudible]
And there's a place where I can choose
[Inaudible]
To walk the fine line between
[Inaudible]
Self control and self abuse
[Inaudible]

Go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go

I love you more than I did the week before
I discovered alcohol
Would you please ignore that you
Found me on the floor?
Tryin' on your camisole?

O alcohol
Would you please forgive me?
For a while I cannot love myself
I'll use something else

Would you please forgive me?
Would you please forgive me?

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Ritual - Lyrics - Downset

Title: Ritual
Artist: Downset
Composer(s): Rogelio Hernandez Lozano, James Morris, Roger Ramirez, Roy Z Brian Neal Schwager

Lyric:
Do you know what it is like to run?
Do you know what it is like to live in fear?
Do you know what it is like to run?
Do you know what it is like to live in fear?

'Cause she knows what it's like to run
She knows what it's like to live in fear
Because she knows what it's like to run

Rape ritual
How can I stand in silence while you are raping my sister?
Ritual
I said I'll throw you in the wind because I ain't with that

Say what have we done to mother, sister, daughter, lover?
Beat them down to submission, into that corner of constant fear
Humanity reduced to a sexual commodity, objectification
Pretty faces, molded imagery

Damn they drop the dirty mack demands
She's more than booty to me, bypass her sexuality
Tradition, your sexism is what you want me to learn, surrender
Gender hatred, fade it to kill it, compassion returns

One out of three and they say my sisters are free
Incarcerated by hatred, propagated by sodomy
Continual ritual victimizing my sister
Physical rape is psychological murder

Ritual
How can I stand in silence while you are raping my sister?
Ritual
I said I'll throw you in the wind because I ain't with that

Ritual
How can I stand in silence while you are tearing?
Rape ritual

Jenny, ho, slut, trick, bitch, buddy
Terms that burn in our popular brutality
That media camera's at you, trying to show you what's up
Illusion magazine fantasy got you feinding to bust a nut

Body identity suffocates in her nudity, she's dying inside
Fashions asking won't let her be, strip her to flesh
For apathetic male ego, you bet the set ain't down with your wak
Rape ritual

We got to meet this hate with love
We got to meet this hatred with love
Why do we fall for it, fuel it
Sexual violence equality?

Please, so-called alternative movement
Statistics never confess her wounded aloneness
Internal inferno locked away calm diminishment
Sharon stone, you ain't all of that, Madonna, you ain't all of that

Sell you shallow shock value charade is wak
Sister, put a fist in what's expected of you
Deny, defy, reject false definition of you too
There's no excuse for this brutality or this lack of humanity

Rape ritual
How can I stand in silence while you are raping my sister?
Ritual
I said I'll throw you in the wind because I ain't with that

Ritual
How can I stand in silence while you are tearing?
Rape ritual

I say that I'll throw you into the wind
Say that I throw you [Incomprehensible]
I say your traditions mean nothing to me

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Wouldn'T You Agree - Lyrics - Kaleidoscope - Kelis

Title: Wouldn'T You Agree
Album: Kaleidoscope
Artist: Kelis
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, Pharrell Williams

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Lyric:
When I first met you
You stood by my side
And when you asked me to be yours
You made me cry

And so I was prepared
To take all the blows at the chin
But you never mentioned cheating
Please tell me what happened

What makes you think
You'd get away with that?
Talking to my best friend
Behind my back

Look what you did to us
Look what you did to me
What a wonderful love lost
Wouldn't you agree

She introduced me to you
Said you were just friends
She showed me you were the one
For me until the end

Now I should have known
By the magic between you two
That angel faces like yours can lie too
Can lie too

Look what you did to us
Look what you did to me
What a wonderful love lost
Wouldn't you agree

Wouldn't you agree
Wouldn't you agree
Wouldn't you agree
Wouldn't you agree

When I see my friends
They've got to know
I not only lost a friend
But now my heart's about to explode

Now there's something I'd like
To say before I make my alternative
Oh God, oh God
Do you see that? Did you see that?
There they go, there they go

How could you do this to me?
You kept lying in my face
(I thought you were my best friend)
Behind my back

Look what you've done to me
(How could you do this to me?)
Can't believe what you've done to me
(How could you do this to me?)
Wouldn't you agree, yeah

This can't be, he was my friend
My heart's about to explode

Wouldn't you agree
Wouldn't you agree

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Alternative Girlfriend - Lyrics - Maybe You Should Drive - Barenaked Ladies

Title: Alternative Girlfriend
Album: Maybe You Should Drive
Artist: Barenaked Ladies
Composer(s): Steven Page, Stephen Duffy

Lyric:
You're in an all girl band, your futons second hand
Your parents understand but you don't care
I have a job in a shop, I'm an undercover cop
And make sure the customers aren't thieves

Old at being young, young at being old
Everything's on hold within our evolution

You're my alternative girlfriend
I love you, now you cannot pretend

There's nothing left that won't cross over

Last night we slept on the lawn, you woke up and I was gone
Back to the dream, I dream to leave
My life with her is a bore, a worn out metaphor
No more surprises up its sleeve

Old at being young, young at being old
And everything's been sold to others revolutions

You're my alternative girlfriend
I love you, now you cannot pretend

There's nothing left that won't cross over

You live above your dad's four car garage
With your vinyl and imaginary entourage
If I pull up in a U haul, pack up quick
So we can get out of this town 'coz it makes me sick

You're my alternative girlfriend
I love you, now you cannot pretend

There's nothing left that won't cross over

You're my alternative girlfriend

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Alternative Girl - Lyrics - That's Business - Home Grown

Title: Alternative Girl
Album: That's Business
Artist: Home Grown
Composer(s): John T. Tran

Lyric:
Alternative girl
I can't believe I just fell in love with you
Because you look so cool
Some say you're strange
But to me you're just plain beautiful

You shop at the lab, expensive clothing
'Cause the style is just another fad
I love the way you dress
Baggy jeans and a T-shirt showing off your breasts

Alternative girl, you rock my world
Every time I thing about you
My head starts spinning around
With your colored hair and you thrift store clothes
You're the most wonderful person that I've ever known

Alternative girl
I love the smell of your petrol oil
Yeah, you smell so good
You smell like rotten food that's overdue
Alternative girl, I'm in love with you
Alternative girl, you rock my world

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Lo - One For The Road - Lyrics - Cee

Title: Lo - One For The Road
Artist: Cee
Composer(s): Thomas Decarlo Callaway

Lyric:
Yeah, yeah that sho' feel good
Hello! I go by the name of simply Cee-Lo Green
How do you do? Welcome
I thought I'd seize this opportunity to tell you
A little more about myself if you don't mind
This is my vision, you know what I'm saying?
Check me out now

I have millenniums of material and rivers of rhythm
An entire ocean of emotion that's enlightening to swim in
Also a forest of feeling, beaten paths of peace
Trapped inside my silhouette, I have to speak to release
Demanding more from the pen than I whore from the pen
The line between playing to win and sin is thin
But I walk it with grace and I talk it with taste
I am that raw, simply put and I rest my case

It's elementary, yet far more than resources to pay the rent for me
Everything that I've done is divine, ask God, he'll tell ya, yeah, he mine
So, you see, you don't need another thug out of me
That is the last thing I plan to be on this LP
But I'ma go slip into something mo' comfortable and continue the lesson
No inconvenience at all, I insist on leaving an impression

So relax and ride out
Relax, okay and ride out
Just relax and ride out
Players, relax and ride out

I also solicit visual verbalism worth a visit
Intensely exquisite artism inquire all, who is it?
It's a deliciously daring delicacy I eat to exist
Oh, he's waving those words, I want seconds and thirds
Oh, hush, that's awful kind of you, you're making me blush
I could use some competition but they not making me much
Man, this beat is like my master, it's making me bust
Hip-hop is suffering, meaning I'm a necessity, if nothing

But you like every other rapper, cornrows and a bandana
But I get a hundred and fifty thousand dollar check
Every three months off Santana
Don't you fuck up, though my family is the whole side of Atlanta
Now how can I say? Okay, let me just put it this way

If anyone ever contests my conquest, my gun best
Yo son, just takes one time to be one less
'Til you run and tell the rest that I'm the best
I sang sweet but brang heat to bang meat
We all on the same street

And it's not that often I verbalize the essential element of surprise
I am not one of these thug rapper guys
But this one will help you realize and use both eyes to recognize
The type of action that this amount of money buys
Now listen son, let me drop some shit on you man
I can just 'do-do-do-do-do-do-do' and put a hit on you, man
With hot heat that will make your heart beat quit on you man
And Mr. Dawson'll find a pretty box to fit all you man

So relax and ride out
Just relax, young man and ride out
Hey, you better relax and ride out
Okay? Just relax and ride out

I could take that shit all day
But if I only had sixteen more bars to live
I'd get high and hopefully O.D. on an alternative
I'd give a dim lit dream, a color scheme
And I'd swim for the sun so far

No matter how impossible that may seem
I'd bury my feet in the foundation of a forest
Becoming one with everything there
I would be long, I would be right and wrong but I'd be rare
And then I would pretend I didn't care
Use my fear and pray that my forever would be fare

And I love you all, unconditional, I get misty already missing y'all
And then I forgive those who rhyme to kill the time
While mine cultivate the consciousness
And chill the spine, heal the mind, yet still sublime

Ride out, relax and ride out
Relax and ride out
Relax and ride out

This is one for the road, yeah
One time for the motherfucking mind
I told how you motherfucking play
D.F. y'all, believe this, yeah

Shouts out to Outkast, Goodie Mob, yeah
Backbone, where you at brother?
Hey, alright
It's been easy now, yeah
Can't nobody stop me now?
No, sir, yeah, I'm gone, y'all
Oh, man, it's lovely, yeah

Somebody better stop me 'cause I'm good, yeah
Alright now, yeah
Alright, we gonna relax 'cause it feels so good
Everybody doing their goddamn thing, yeah

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Real Niggaz - Lyrics - B.G.

Title: Real Niggaz
Artist: B.G.
Composer(s): Christopher Noel Dorsey, Byron O Thomas

Lyric:
Wuz that man?
Look this for my motherfuckin' real niggaz ya heard me?
Baby, Slim, Fresh, Turk, Wayne, Juvi, Joe Cassi, K.C., Curl
It don't even much stop man I got real niggaz all over man, look here

My hood is kurupted with nothin' but killers and soldiers
Off top cut throaters, get crossed up, get fucked over
It's in a nigga nature to put that iron don't playa hate us
Get knocked off the map head fall off your shoulder in 'ya lap

Wuz, happenin' lil' Wootay I'm 'bout that trigga play
Kidnappin', jackin' and murderin' pistols click clackin'
I'm blastin' I know that you heard of me call me lil' Duga
B.Geezy fore sheezy it's gravy, niggas they not
But they can't take me so they choose to hate me

Jealous bitches I abuse a assault rifle [Incomprehensible] did
Folks grief, fall on they knees, 'cause I play for keeps
I been thugged out since back in the G's
God blessed [Incomprehensible] me and my fuckin' dog L T

It ain't never got to the point where I can't handle the heat
I can't see no way out for me I'm in the game too deep
So, until I'm covered in white sheets, shit is gonna be real, nigga
When I'm affiliated with beef

I keep it real with my real niggaz
They beefin', I donate steel to my real niggaz
No secret, I'll splitta mill with my real niggaz
Get in drama kill or be killed with my real niggaz off top

I keep it real with my real niggaz
They beefin', I donate steel to my real niggaz
No secret, I'll splitta mill with my real niggaz
Get in drama kill or be killed with my real niggaz off top

All my niggaz they 'bout their business
Hustle for the feddi first alternative is they riches
Bitch regard everything peddi we shinin' are so deadly
Don't checks snitches hate 'ep up throw 'em in ditches

Now I'm the type that'll die for my nigga
No matter how deep the water is, I'll ride for my nigga
I don't give a fuck, I'll give my last dime to my nigga
Save my heart but keep it real at all times with my nigga

Look that's for my nigga
If he on a murder charge I'ma make sure he got no witness
Ya know without no witness no way he can be convicted
While he down I'll handle business for 'em my nigga real
If he want me to fuck his bitch it's on

He can call 24-7 ain't no limit for 'em
Nigga if I had to, I'd take a life sentence for 'em
Go in that jungle on a wild life adventure for 'em
It don't matter I go on any kind of mission for 'em 'cause I'm real

I keep it real with my real niggaz
They beefin' I donate steel to my real niggaz
No secret I'll splitta mill with my real niggaz
Get in drama kill or be killed with my real niggaz off top

I keep it real with my real niggaz
They beefin' I donate steel to my real niggaz
No secret I'll splitta mill with my real niggaz
Get in drama kill or be killed with my real niggaz off top

Oh best believe I come and get you if I want you
Get caught wit' yo' draws down then lil' Geezy will funk ya
Never underestimate me just because I'ma youngster
I know a nigga named Turk I leave ya' in the driveway dumpster

I fuck wit' only real niggaz
Hard hitters, trill niggers, straight wig splitters
No soft niggaz my dogs play the game raw nigga
You'd be fucked up if you see half the shit a saw nigga

I know [Incomprehensible] take drama far nigga
Shake the dice roll 'em out that's on the fall nigga
Keepin' it real man that's all in my heart nigga
'Cause comin' up that's all my people talk nigga

I know [Incomprehensible] off V L 'bout that trigga play
I know lil' [Incomprehensible] out that 6 set a buster straight
Every nigga that I affiliate get real
Much love to my nigga gangsta still hard to kill, I keep it real

I keep it real with my real niggaz
They beefin' I donate steel to my real niggaz
No secret I'll splitta mill with my real niggaz
Get in drama kill or be killed with my real niggaz off top

I keep it real with my real niggaz
They beefin' I donate steel to my real niggaz
No secret I'll splitta mill with my real niggaz
Get in drama kill or be killed with my real niggaz off top

I keep it real with my real niggaz
They beefin' I donate steel to my real niggaz
No secret I'll splitta mill with my real niggaz
Get in drama kill or be killed with my real niggaz off top

This is for my real niggas
I say now this is for my real niggas
I keep it real with my real niggaz
I keep it real with my real niggaz

Nigga this is for my real niggas
For my mutherfuckin' real niggas
For my mutherfuckin' real niggas

I keep it real with my real niggaz
They beefin' I donate steel to my real niggaz
No secret I'll splitta mill with my real niggaz
Get in drama kill or be killed with my real niggaz
This is for my mutherfuckin', mutherfuckin' real niggas

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Good Enough - Lyrics - Spin - Darren Hayes

Title: Good Enough
Album: Spin
Artist: Darren Hayes
Composer(s): Walter Afanasieff, Darren Stanley Hayes

Lyric:
If I woke up late
Couldn?t get out of bed
If I bought you a café latte instead

If I lied when I said
Thirty-two inches was the size of my waist
And can I admit
Every once in a while
Even though I dig alternative style

Occasionally
I can be caught dancin? to Brittany
And can I confess
That art house doesn?t turn me on
But I like every single thing that Spielberg's done

Could I be good enough
Could I be good enough

If the going got worse
And the worse got rough
The days became endless
And harder than tough

I?d be good enough
Better than best
Would be simply
To be good enough

If everything I give
Doesn?t seem like a lot
If it?s all that I got
Baby, tell that could be good enough

Where I grew up
The rent was cheap
Though we always had enough to eat

Didn?t have fancy clothes
I never really cared
'Coz there were shoes on my toes

And motherly love
I knew it like the back of my hand
She always had a way to make me understand

I could be good enough
I could be good enough
If the going got worse

And the worse got rough
The days became endless
And harder than tough

I?d be good enough
Better than best
Would be simply
To be good enough

If everything I give
Doesn?t seem like a lot
If it?s all that I got
Baby, tell me that could be good enough

'Coz I don?t know which way this road is gonna turn
But I know it?s gonna be fine
But there are some days no matter how much I?ve learned
That the road gets tough

And I don?t feel good enough
But if you?re giving me some of that loving
Could you pass some over
Let me cry on your shoulder and tell me baby
I could be good enough

If I lost my job
And my hair fell out
If I made no sense
And I scream and shout

Would you laugh at me?
Never take a word I say seriously
And if I?m out in the cold
Waiting in the back of the line
Too afraid to drop my name for fear of decline

Could you tell me I?m good enough?
Could I be good enough?
If the going got worse
And the worse got rough

The days became endless
And harder than tough
I?d be good enough
Better than best

Would be simply to be good enough
If everything I give
Doesn?t seem like a lot
If it?s all that I?ve got
Baby, tell me that could be good enough

I need to know that I could be good enough
Because everybody wants to feel good enough
Show me, baby, tell me
Come on a prove it, baby and give it to me

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The Meek Shall Inherit - Lyrics - Little Shop Of Horrors

Title: The Meek Shall Inherit
Artist: Little Shop Of Horrors
Composer(s): Alan Menken, Howard Ashman

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Lyric:
Seymour Krelbourne, so finally we meet you
This is an occasion, let's toast it, up yours, relax
Canape? [Incomprehensible] let's talk turkey, sign here
And we'll book you on lecturing tours

Yes darlin' we're sending photographer's Thursday
So, get the plant ready, and wear a clean shirt
Just sign this release, need a pen, aren't you thrilled?
It's the cover of Life Magazine, dessert ?

I'm telling you son, it's a cinch to get ratings
The title is Marvin's, the concept is mine
The first weekly gardening show on a network
And you're gonna host it, you lucky kid, sign

They say the meek shall inherit, you know the book doesn't lie
It's not a question of merit, it's not demand and supply
They say the meek gonna get it and you're a meek little guy
You know the meek are gonna get what's comin' to 'em, by and by

My future's starting, I've got to let it
Stick with that plant and gee, my bank account will thrive
What am I saying? No way, forget it
It's much too dangerous to keep that plant alive

I take these offers that means more killing
Who knew success would come with messy nasty strings
I sign these contracts that means I'm willing
To keep on doing bloody, awful, evil things

No, no, there's only so far you can bend
No, no, this nightmare must come to an end
No, no, you've got no alternative, Seymour, old boy
Though it means you'll be broke again and unemployed
It's the only solution, it can't be avoided
The vegetable must be destroyed

But then there's Audrey, lovely Audrey
If life were tawdry and impoverished as before
She might not like me, she might not want me
Without my plant, she might not love me anymore

They say the meek shall inherit
(Where do I sign?)
You know the book doesn't lie
(Right on the line)

It's not a question of merit
([Incomprehnsible] fine)
It's not demand and supply
([Incomprehensible] mine)

You'll make a fortune, we swear it
(Couldn't go wrong)
If on this fact you rely
Bye-bye, so-long

You know the meek are gonna get what's comin' to them
You know the meek are gonna get what's comin' to them
You know the meek are gonna get what's comin' to them
By and by

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The Future - Lyrics - De La Soul

Title: The Future
Artist: De La Soul
Composer(s): Hazel Gordy Jackson, Kelvin Mercer, Edward Earl Jr. Fluellen, David J Jolicoeur, Vincent Lamont Mason, David Nathaniel West, Jermaine Jackson

Lyric:
We are singing, you this message
Through our music, reaching for a brave and brighter
New tomorrow, is the future
We must make it, safe and happy, for the children

Or, or, they will be lost
Or, or, they will be lost

Aiyyo I jump back, put the aim on my shot
It's mandatory, handle glory over with the rock
I'm not a rough guy but a tough guy to beat over drums
No son to this, I'm a rhyme bastard
Some mastered the art of cash, but not the part that lasts
And disappear after doin' two albums
We're not your normal team and we still do ours to fit
Hope inside this, don't define it's

Quits for those who oppose the new
Playin' they've outgrown rap like a size 5 shoe
Oh they all need you now, alternative touch
Were surprised, no demise for us
We on the rise to bust big, how you fig' we couldn't
Never run out of verbs for you to sip, I told you we wouldn't
I never popped Crist' or popped fists, girl named Chrissie
Was the first, which made it even worse not to miss me

Or, or, they will be lost
(The future)
Or, or, they will be lost
(The future)

So do you understand it now? Well, try standin' over
Seven box sets, reppin' sixteen years
This rap career ain't work, it's the life in-between
Bedtime 'til the next said time and date
Know the name and salute them dudes
Put the nutrient in rap when they cook them foods
Gotta be like eighteen million heads served
Shit, imagine if there wasn't no us, huh?

So I'd like to take the time to shout out the JB's
Next on my list is A Tribe Called Quest
Latifah my Queen, Monie Love, Dres and Mr. Lawnge
Chi-Ali, on your head God bless
Never ring chasin', the permanent tat
In this rap shit, y'all are just temporary lick-ons
Fadin in the days to come
While the name De La and the legacy built lives on

We are singing
(Sing it out now)
You this message
(Sendin' you a message y'all)
Through our music
(Through the music)
Reaching for a, brave and brighter new tomorrow
(Another day y'all)
Is the future
(It's the future)
(It's the future)
We must make it
(We gotta make it)
Safe and happy, for the children
(For the children)

You little brats

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Ocean - Lyrics - Lovers Speak - Joan Armatrading

Title: Ocean
Album: Lovers Speak
Artist: Joan Armatrading
Composer(s): Joan Anita B Armatrading

Lyric:
I've got to keep on keeping on
I just wanna be beside you
Wanna do the best I can

Even though you've made it plain
You don't believe in love
I can't let you go
I can't walk away

Come on baby can't you see
All the need in me
Like the ocean speaks
To the naked man

The rhythm of your heart
Is like a sonnet
Pure and sweet
How you haunt my memory

Believe me baby
In this brilliant world
You're the best

You're like a porcelain charm
A perfumed smile, a teenage blush
You're like champagne roses

Come on baby can't you see
All the need in me
Like the ocean speaks
To the naked man

I've got to keep on keeping on
How can I live without you
Got to make you understand

Each species has a mate
And fate says you'll be mine
I won't let you down

Come on baby can't you see
All the need in me
Like the ocean speaks
To the naked man

The rhythm of your heart
Is like a sonnet
Pure and sweet
How you haunt my memory

I believe in angels
You leave me no alternative
You're like a butterfly
A gospel choir, a sun kissed sky
You're like sensual velvet

Believe me baby
In this brilliant world
You're the best

You're like a porcelain charm
A perfumed smile, a teenage blush
You're like sunshine roses

Come on baby can't you see
All the need in me
Like the ocean speaks
To the naked man

Come on baby can't you see
All the need in me
Like the ocean speaks
To the naked man

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M.W.A. (Mystic Wisdom Of The Ancients) - Lyrics - Appleton

Title: M.W.A. (Mystic Wisdom Of The Ancients)
Artist: Appleton
Composer(s): Peter De Havilland

Lyric:
Got a little me, livin' deep inside of me
Of twenty years of livin' with my family in poverty
The fail of tears and the pain and the fear
I can't get cured, I'm failed by economy

Ethics, semantics, a question of morality
I'm checking out the body for alternative authority
Can't kill cancer with a teratology
Got you inner child with curly and photography

Livin' in a pyramid, taking it to the hippy chick
Ship the two but hustling
I'm also hoping it keeps me fitter for longer, jump your bones forever
It ain't medical, it's purely metaphysical

Better, better, better, better, ooh
Forget about the mystic wisdom of the ancients

Got a remedy, ring-a-ding-a-ding-a-ding
Checking out the bootie, makin' holiday inside of me
Paying my pills, got no slack with my ills
I can't get cured, it's invading my anatomy

Panic, biotic, moronic and the idiotic
Checking out the bootie from the counter and the metabolic
Can't kill cancer with a heiradology

Made a little thinner but I'm takin' it to the guru men
Shit, just took it from the ceremony
Hope it keeps me fitter for longer, dig my love forever
It ain't medical, it's purely metaphysical

Better, better, better, better, ooh
Forget about the mystic wisdom of the ancients
Never, never, never, never, do you
Provide a wheel within a wheel? I feel the bells begin to ring

Yeah, all you ever gave me was a burden of a pusher
All about the pusher, all you ever gave me, ba, ba, ba
Better, better, better, better, ooh

(Ring-a-ding-ding)
Scratch her
(Ring-a-ding-ding)
[Incomprehensible]

Scratch it, catch it, lick it, eat it
Dug it, use it, choose it, let's do it
That's how the world goes
That's how the world goes

Phoenix raise, raise your wings
(Your wings)
Provide a wheel, within a wheel, I feel the bells begin to ring

Never, never, never, never, ooh
Forget about the mystic wisdom of the ancients
Never, never, never, never, do you
Provide a wheel within a wheel? I feel the bells begin to ring

Yeah, all you ever gave me was a burden of a pusher
All about the pusher, all you ever gave me, ba, ba, ba
Better, better, better, better, ooh

Phoenix raise, raise your wings
(Your wings)
Provide a wheel, within a wheel, I feel the bells begin to ring
[Incomprehensible]

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Z - Somebody'S Girl - Lyrics - The Best Of Both Worlds (Jay-Z & R. Kelly) - Jay

Title: Z - Somebody'S Girl
Album: The Best Of Both Worlds (Jay-Z & R. Kelly)
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Robert Kelly, Jean Claude Olivier, Samuel J Barnes, Shawn Carter

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Lyric:
The sixty second assassin
Track Mastahs
Turn that music up
Rockland
Hovah
Woo! Yes, yes

Somebody's girl is at this party
Shakin' that ass to this
Somebody's girl is at this party
Drink that glass of Cris', that's right

Somebody's girl is at this party
Sittin' in V.I.P.
Somebody's girl, yeah, is at this party, that's right
And she's comin' home with me

I don't mean no harm
But your boy young Hov' got a mean ol' arm
Got all the young ladies wanna lean on him
And I don't turn them away, I'm like bring them on

Now where's her man is not my concern
It's not what I'm worried about, I'm just tryin' to hurry her out
Clear her whole area out
And bring this whole party little near to my house

Now where's her spouse? I don't know
So, I don't ask, I don't probe
I just get in 6, get out on Rov'
Let her, sip on Cris', go out on tours

Now back at the lab, I'm actin' bad
'Cause the, pool is warm, a booze is on
Just a select few, the fools are gone
It's slow jams and the grooves is on, groove on

Somebody's girl is at this party
Shakin' that ass to this
Somebody's girl is at this party
Drink that glass of Cris'

Somebody's girl is at this party
Sittin' in V.I.P.
Somebody's girl is at this party
And she's comin' home with me

Is it my fault they call me young heat rock
Hard head, go through walls like sheet rock
And she's comin' with me, when the beat stop
When the party is done, I party with hon

Now is it my fault you neglect your broad
And she wanna party with me, no ex at all?
No ex-boyfriend, no ex involved
Just the highway exit that we exit off

And I fall back, I let her talk
I inquire sometime, I admire her mind
I like her wit, I'm lovin' her shoes
I'm a alternative rap, I'm playin' the blues

I'm a thorough street nigga never breakin' the rules
And her man's shortcomin' is turnin' me into somethin'
That of which she has never seen
So she wanna crossover where the grass is green, knahmean?

Somebody's girl is at this party
Shakin' that ass to this
Somebody's girl is at this party
Drink that glass of Cris'

Somebody's girl is at this party
Sittin' in V.I.P.
Somebody's girl is at this party
And she's comin' home with me

The moral of the story if you love your bitch
You better hold your hoe, hug your bitch
You better slow your roll, trick some bread
When she wanna go out, you like Craig and 'em said

"See ya when I see ya," now she's callin' me up
And I'm like, "Geah, of course I wanna chill"
Now she with the real, and you all fed
Like I'ma crack her motherfuckin' forehead

Somebody's girl is at this party
Shakin' that ass to this
Somebody's girl is at this party
Drink that glass of Cris'

Somebody's girl is at this party
Sittin' in V.I.P.
Somebody's girl is at this party
And she's comin' home with me

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You Send Me Flying - Lyrics - Billie Myers

Title: You Send Me Flying
Artist: Billie Myers
Composer(s): Billie Myers, Peter Vale

Lyric:
I don't want to make a habit of this
But seeing you is like getting a fix
Every time I kid myself
I'll never do it again
Definition of love on a cliff
A lemming has no alternative
I want to die in your arms
That's my suicide wish

It's only 13 hours, till I leave the ground
And I may never come down again
So will you meet me there
On a ride somewhere
Just turn left at the sun
Before it sets let's go naked, would you dare?

You, you send me flying, you send me flying
You send me flying, knocking me over
You, you send me flying, you send me flying
You send me flying, flying yeah, over the moon for joy

I don't want to make a fool of myself
Especially since you're with someone else
Outwardly demure
I would die for you
You forgive my inclination to tell
I throw my wishes down your wishing well
I want you now in a non too subtle way
Do you want me too?

So will you meet me there
On a ride somewhere
I just on right at the moon
Before it moves lets go naked, would you dare?

You, you send me flying, you send me flying
You send me flying, knocking me over
You, you send me flying, you send me flying
You send me flying, flying, over the moon for joy

You send me flying
You send me flying
You send me flying

You, you send me flying, you send me flying
You send me flying, knocking me over
You, you send me flying, you send me flying
You send me flying, flying yeah, over the moon for joy

Definition of love on a cliff
A lemming has no alternative
I want to die in your arms
That's my suicide wish

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So Into You - Lyrics - Third Annual Pipe Dream / Rock & Roll Alternative - Atlanta Rhythm Section

Title: So Into You
Album: Third Annual Pipe Dream / Rock & Roll Alternative
Artist: Atlanta Rhythm Section
Composer(s): Buddy Buie, Dean Daughtry, Robert Nix

Lyric:
When you walked into the room
There was voodoo in the vibes
I was captured by your style
But I could not catch your eyes
Now, I stand here helplessly
Hoping you'll get into me

I am so into you
I can't think of nothing else
I am so into you
I can't think of nothing else
Thinking how it's gonna be
Whenever I get you next to me

It's gonna be good, don't you know
From your head to your toe
Me into you, you into me, me into you

When you walked into the room
There was voodoo in the vibes
I was captured by your style
But I could not catch your eyes
Now, I stand here helplessly
Hoping you'll get into me

I am so into you
I can't get to nothing else
I am so into you, baby
I can't get to nothing else, no, no, no, no

Come on baby, I'm so into you
Love all the things you do
Listen baby, drivin' me crazy
Love all the things you do

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Georgia Rhythm - Lyrics - Third Annual Pipe Dream / Rock & Roll Alternative - Atlanta Rhythm Section

Title: Georgia Rhythm
Album: Third Annual Pipe Dream / Rock & Roll Alternative
Artist: Atlanta Rhythm Section
Composer(s): J R Cobb, Buddy Buie, Robert Nix

Lyric:
Livin' out of a suitcase
Sleepin' in hotel rooms
Rental cars and airport bars
And dog day afternoons

My occupation is a picker
And music is my game
Sometimes it makes me crazy
But I would not change a thing

So lay down a back beat
Crank up your trusty Gibson
Let's give it everything we got just one more time
Lovin' the life we're livin'
Playin' that Georgia rhythm
Nothin' else ever made me feel so fine

Four o'clock in the morning
Waitin' for a plane
We passed around the bottle, Lord
And we don't feel no pain

Life out here on the highway
Has its ups and downs
But last night the Georgia rhythm
Tore up another town

So lay down a back beat
Crank up your trusty Gibson, it's alright
Let's give it everything we got just one more time
One more time
Lovin' the life we're livin'
Playin' that Georgia rhythm
Nothin' else ever made me feel this fine, yeah

Alright

Rising above the madness
Homeward bound again
To normal ways and lazy days
And old familiar friends

Some conversation with my lady
Some love long overdue
God knows I hate to leave her
But I got a job to do

So lay down a back beat
Crank up your trusty Gibson, son
Let's give it everything we got just one more time
Lovin' the life we're livin'
Playin' that Georgia rhythm
Makin' music, movin' on down the line
One more time

Lay down a back beat
Crank up your trusty Gibson
Let's give it everything we got just one more time, one more time
Lovin' the life we're livin'
Playin' that Georgia rhythm
Nothin' else ever made me feel this fine

Give it everything we got just one more time

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