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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Am I Getting Through (Part I &Amp; Ii) - Lyrics - The Globe Sessions - Sheryl Crow

Title: Am I Getting Through (Part I &Amp; Ii)
Album: The Globe Sessions
Artist: Sheryl Crow
Composer(s): Sheryl Crow

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Lyric:
I am strong, I am able
I spill milk on your table
Then I crawl like a baby
Just to see if you save me

I am sweet, I am ugly
I am mean if you love me
I try hard just to please you
When I say I don't need you

I dress up with a conscience
When I think you'll be watching
I say all the right things
I don't know what I mean

Am I, am I getting through
Am I, am I getting through

I am ignorant and rude
I am fashionably crude
And sometimes when it's quiet
I'm an Angel in white

When I pose in the mirror
I want everyone near me
I am scared that I'm weird
I'm afraid, I am queer

I am lovely and weak
I am foul when I speak
I am strange when I'm kind
I am frying my mind

Am I, am I getting through
Am I, am I getting through
I don't care, I don't care

Jesus loves me I know
For my mom told me so
I'm a loser at love
I'm a flower in the mud

Am I, am I getting through
Am I, am I getting through
Am I, am I getting through

Don't you hate it when
The money starts to running out?
Your esoteric rants
Were made to twist and shout

I heard you moved
And now, you're hangin' on the Moulin Rouge
Don't you know no matter where you go
Somebody's always watching you

That's what they say, that's what they say
Now, when the pages fade the love you made
Will seem one hundred light years away
That's what they say, that's what they

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Am I Getting Through (Part 1 &Amp; 2) - Lyrics - Sheryl Crow

Title: Am I Getting Through (Part 1 &Amp; 2)
Artist: Sheryl Crow
Composer(s): Sheryl Crow

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Lyric:
I am strong, I am able
I spill milk on your table
Then I crawl like a baby
Just to see if you save me

I am sweet, I am ugly
I am mean if you love me
I try hard just to please you
When I say I don't need you

I dress up with a conscience
When I think you'll be watching
I say all the right things
I don't know what I mean

Am I, am I getting through
Am I, am I getting through

I am ignorant and rude
I am fashionably crude
And sometimes when it's quiet
I'm an Angel in white

When I pose in the mirror
I want everyone near me
I am scared that I'm weird
I'm afraid, I am queer

I am lovely and weak
I am foul when I speak
I am strange when I'm kind
I am frying my mind

Am I, am I getting through
Am I, am I getting through
I don't care, I don't care

Jesus loves me I know
For my mom told me so
I'm a loser at love
I'm a flower in the mud

Am I, am I getting through
Am I, am I getting through
Am I, am I getting through

Don't you hate it when
The money starts to running out?
Your esoteric rants
Were made to twist and shout

I heard you moved
And now, you're hangin' on the Moulin Rouge
Don't you know no matter where you go
Somebody's always watching you

That's what they say, that's what they say
Now, when the pages fade the love you made
Will seem one hundred light years away
That's what they say, that's what they

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Saturday, July 31, 2010

Lost In The City Of Angels - Lyrics - L.A. Guns

Title: Lost In The City Of Angels
Artist: L.A. Guns
Composer(s): Ttacii Guns, Phil Lewis, Adam Hamilton, Steve Riley

Lyric:
City of lights from way up here
I gaze in wonder
Children of night, I hear you
Rolling like thunder

Here I see the motion of a thousand
Restless souls before me
Well, I can't control the actions
Of my gypsy heart

'Cause I'm lost
(Well, I am not lost)
(I am not lost)
(I am not lost)

Lost in the city of angels
(Well, I am not lost)
(I am not lost)
(I am not lost)

Well, I was not born to be a slave
I cannot be a part of that
A new religion on my hands
And knees for you

My baby looks alright
She says she's alright
Yeah, she feels alright
My baby says, she's getting through

'Cause I'm lost
(Well, I am not lost)
(I am not lost)
(I am not lost)

Lost in the city of angels
(Well, I am not lost)
(I am not lost)
(I am not lost)

Yeah, I'm lost
(Well, I am not lost)
(I am not lost)
(I am not lost)

Lost in the city of angels
(Well, I am not lost)
(I am not lost)
(I am not lost)

We are like moths drawn to a flame
You are our inspiration
We are like moths drawn to a flame

'Cause I'm lost
(Well, I am not lost)
(I am not lost)
(I am not lost)

Lost in the city of angels
(Well, I am not lost)
(I am not lost)
(I am not lost)

'Cause I'm lost
(Well, I am not lost)
(I am not lost)
(I am not lost)

Lost in the city of angels
(Well, I am not lost)
(I am not lost)
(I am not lost)

'Cause I'm lost
(Well, I am not lost)
(I am not lost)
(I am not lost)

Lost in the city of angels
(Well, I am not lost)
(I am not lost)
(I am not lost)

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Happy - Lyrics - Dignity - Hilary Duff

Title: Happy
Album: Dignity
Artist: Hilary Duff
Composer(s): Rhett Lawrence, Will Adams, Hilary Duff, Chico Bennette, Richard Vission, Kara Dioguardi

Lyric:
I understand why you're looking for tears in my eyes
Trust me they were there but now the well has been dried

I was in so deep but couldn?t get out
I sat on feelings that I buried deep down
I knew there'd come a day when all past would cross
And I'm glad it's today 'cause now I am strong

I?m happy and I can thank myself
If it were up to you I?d be in my bed crying
But I?m happy and I know that makes you sad
After all the things you put me through, I?m finally getting over you

I?m happy, I?m happy

There's a reason why we met, I?m glad that we did
But when we broke up, I got back a part of me I really missed
Not saying that you brought me down all the time
There are moments I lived without light on my side

I?m happy and I can thank myself
If it were up to you I?d be in my bed crying
But I?m happy and I know that makes you mad
After all the things you put me through, I?m finally getting over you

All the bitterness has passed
And I only wish you
Someone who
Could do what I can?t

I?m happy and I can thank myself
If it were up to you I?d be in my bed crying
But I?m happy and I know that makes you mad
After all the things you put me through, I?m finally getting over you

I?m happy and I can thank myself
If it were up to you I?d be in my bed crying
But I?m happy and I know that makes you sad
After all the things you put me through, I?m finally getting over you

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Waste Of Time - Lyrics - Fm Static

Title: Waste Of Time
Artist: Fm Static
Composer(s): Steve Augustine, Trevor Mcnevan

Lyric:
This troubled heartache, it won't go away
I think there might be something wrong with me
I take a deep breath and maybe this dark cloud'll shake me
God, please don't forsake me, I might be crazy

Am I losing my mind?
Sometimes I feel like things are getting worse in time
If I try will You open my eyes?
And make me a part of You, like You're a friend of mine

Next time I'm losing my mind
I'll remember that to find my way out
Is just a waste of time
In place of all my mistakes
You've seen through the shadows above me
No one could ever love me like You

If I finish what I started
Or get swept under the carpet
I'll still be thankful for all You've done
I'll take a note to remind me
But You know where You can find me
I'll probably end up right back here again

Am I losing my mind?
Sometimes I feel like things are getting worse in time
If I try will You open my eyes?
And make me a part of You, like You're a friend of mine

Next time I'm losing my mind
I'll remember that to find my way out
Is just a waste of time
In place of all my mistakes
You've seen through the shadows above me
No one could ever love

I'll be everything that You want me to except for perfect
I'm trying hard just to understand Your plan for me
I'll be everywhere that You want me to, unless I fall
I'm just trying to get my life back again

So, next time I'm losing my mind
I'll remember that to find my way out
Is just a waste of time
In place of all my mistakes
You've seen through the shadows above me
No one could ever love me

Next time I'm losing my mind
I'll remember that to find my way out
Is just a waste of time
In place of all my mistakes
You've seen through the shadows above me
No one could ever love me like You

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

I'Ll Be Dat - Lyrics - Redman

Title: I'Ll Be Dat
Artist: Redman
Composer(s): Moses Davis, Ahmir Thompson, Reggie A Noble, Eric Sermon, Malik Smart, Jimmy Gray, Tarik Collins, Kenyatta Saunders, Dana Stinson, Jeremy Harding

Lyric:
Fuck you, fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you

Zim zima, who got the key to my bee ma?
Jack moves thats how we act when we team up yo yo yo yo
Yo yo yo yo yo sim sima who got the key to my beamer?
Jack mode that's how we act when we team up
Throw your triple beam up this is fish gill
I bailed out of county with counterfeit bills
My slang be high range brick city
Watch how you sniff son I'm highly octane
All you hear is bang bang bang bang

Yo remember you bitch it I forget my last name
It's all about game nothing else for delf
Walk through the woods then stomp on your foot
With high I take out any cop in the hood
Gorilla intact in this rap habitat get your step in your air max
Bounce you cocking it back but where it at
Bounce I got a six pack of Heineken
And big caps on your wheels and two laps
I gave Stella her groove back

My middle name must be fuck you
'Cause every time I walk by niggaz be like fuck you
I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat
My first name must be he ain't shit
'Cause every time I'm in a car bitches be like he ain't shit
I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat

Yo yo I heard the party going on in there yeah
Well let me shake my stinking ass in there yeah
Soon as I walk in, dogs are barking
Haters play them back, I stay in front lay handicap parking
Start in arsons from jerse to arkin
Saw me coughing out that dread apartment
Roll up to the jam with the front end been up
Watch them chickens floating them getting samanila
A ghetto like D in D, fucking with D

You be on ban from TV part gree in a heart beat
Tiger straight out the cup
You light in the ass son you wave by the buck
But I'm one ninety physic
Two hundred and thirty four pound total when I'm carrying the heat
Now platinum more wax
But platinum in the streets
Any nigga that disagree smack him in the teeth
Then I bag his little piece rocking the ice

Get it to the project going to rob in the night
Why you acting like that the weed made me do it
The devils advocate ha could take days to do it
My crew do drugs Duane Reade could'nt breed
Drive me in the sun I'll amount to ten keys
Rambon I'm bonin', MC's be clonin'
That's before doc stretch up and mowning

My middle name must be fuck you
'Cause every time I'm in the hood niggaz be like fuck you
I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat
My first name must be he ain't shit
'Cause every time I'm in my car bitches be like he ain't shit
I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat

Yo yo if you got to be a monkey be a gorilla
It's 4 a.m. I'm off a tab and steal her world rap biller
Push a big benz with the chicken head
Draws hanging from my antenna
I'll be god damned if a nigga take mine
On foot shit put roller blades on

Mind your business the nine was swiftness
I pull it stretch, it like fond of fitness
I'm a every day nigga like a Toyota
You're A and our hope you don't drope the same quarter
Rap the poop down in a hefty two
Yo he ain't from Chi, so haul ass back to Utah

My middle name must be fuck you
'Cause every time I'm in the hood niggaz be like fuck you
I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat
My first name must be he ain't shit
'Cause every time I'm in my car bitches be like he ain't shit
I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat

My middle name must be fuck you
'Cause every time I'm in the hood niggaz be like fuck you
I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat
My first name must be he ain't shit
'Cause every time I'm in my car bitches be like he ain't shit
I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat, I'll bee dat

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Friday, August 13, 2010

The Scoop - Lyrics - Beastie Boys

Title: The Scoop
Artist: Beastie Boys
Composer(s): Adam Yauch, Adam Horovitz, Cedar (Jr) Walton, Mario Caldato, Mike Diamond

Lyric:
I don't get blind, I don't drink wine
I took a sledge hammer and I broke my nine
Because the letter is mine, word is born I rhyme
And every day I write the book down line by line
I'm feeling good or when I do it like this
So come on and turn it up because you can't resist
Because I'm back with another track get what you like
'Cause things is wack and that's a fact
Because I'm on time, you're shouting rewind
You know it's Ad Rock that's blowing your mind

My shit is rough and you know it is so damn tough
I'm getting intense, not talking nonsense
I made up my mind, not sitting on the fence
I don't always know the right from the wrong
I do my best to figure it out and work it out in the long
I try to do a lot more than I can chew
I balance out my ambition's what I've got to do

Take it, better to leave it to y'all, it's all scoop hey yo
Take it, better to leave it to y'all, this is rough and tough
Because you hide in broad day light, a parasite
A hypocrite, you take a peek quick
You turn your nose up, you think you're high up

You play it real safe and now your shit's fake
I seen you hawking and then you clock my style
And then you try to play it off like you think you're wild
DIY that means do it yourself
Don't sit around waiting for someone's help
I don't sit back and say good enough
Keep on striving, reinventing
But keeping it off the cuff
So kick the level up cuhootnified
Mackadocius vibes positively fortified

I'm throwing rhymes down kicking them downtown
Traveling high speed through the underground
I kick it free style, make it worth your while
I've got shelves of rhymes that I keep on file
I'm feeling good now back home again
New York city is the city that I feel at home in
A blast from the grasshoff awhile it's been
Stepping into the future again

I'm straight from the 88 to 93 to 94, I'm out the door
Step into the party with the Fila fresh gear
People looking at me like I was David Koresh here
Kicking rhymes from the heart 'cause that's where I'm at
Fuck the bullshit, be it far from me to pop that
In the search for truth, I go a lot of ways
There's not a lot of peace, that I find these days
I try to stay cool, I try to stay calm

But my life is getting hectic like a smoke bomb
So I'll say it like the group Huggy Bear
There's a boy-girl revolution of which you should be aware
You can't dis me, it ain't worth it, B
You put yourself down and you don't even see
'Cause I don't play that, I know who I am
For a minute, I did but now I'm back again
I'm feeling strong see, trust myself G

Well I stopped smoking cheeba
And that was part of the key
We've got fire, we need water, there ain't no water
So I guess I ought to
Leave you broke in a comatose state of mind
And I'm blind and I'm working overtime, so check it
I keep my rhymes in a little black book
And I know you want to take another look

This is rough and tough

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Child Of The Night - Lyrics - Red Light District - Ludacris

Title: Child Of The Night
Album: Red Light District
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Nathaniel Hale, Damon Mcdaniels, Chris Bridges, Teena Marie Brockton

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Lyric:
It's gonna get in you, child of the night
And the hood rolls on
How do I begin to do this shit right?
And get my hustle on

It's gonna get in you, child of the night
And the hood rolls on
How do I begin to do this shit right?
And get my hustle on

Look here
Now I'm a man of many talents and a man of my word
But on my path to see the light sometimes my vision gets blurred
It's all a part of growing up and seeing life at its worst
And trying to iron out my wrinkles, putting family first
It seems like the whole world is out for sinking my boat
But with God as my navigator I'll be staying afloat
And I admit to being caught by many foolish distractions
Then I'm forced to pay the price as a result of my actions

I'm battling with myself, and every day is a war
Curiosity killed the cat, why am I curious George?
Gotta keep my nose up out of things that ain't none of my biz
And just 'cause something looks good, don't really mean that it is
Get through the agony and anger, the pain and strife
And take the necessary steps to try to change my life
I've got some questions for you Lord, 'cause my mentality's hood
So why's that everything that's bad for me feels so good?

It's gonna get in you, child of the night
And the hood rolls on
How do I begin to do this shit right?
And get my hustle on

It's gonna get in you, child of the night
And the hood rolls on
How do I begin to do this shit right?
And get my hustle on

Now I'm an only child, so excuse some of my selfish ways
I got spoiled when I was young, spoil myself today
But I feed at least a thousand stomachs and how I've done it is
From the ground up a hundred miles and running, dodging and ducking
Everybody trying to hammer me down
A self made millionaire, baby look at me now
Can't tell me I'm not as hungry as the day I began
'Cause all I ever really needed was a pen in my hand

And the pad in my lap didn't matter in fact
Me and my mom lived in one room, what's badder than that?
Was a young man forced to grow up at the age of twelve
Trying to get in where I fit, streets giving me hell
But yet I give it right back, so how you like that?
Continued doing wrong till I was on the right track
Tell me about heavy money, I might give it a push
But a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush

It's gonna get in you, child of the night
And the hood rolls on
How do I begin to do this shit right?
And get my hustle on

It's gonna get in you, child of the night
And the hood rolls on
How do I begin to do this shit right?
And get my hustle on

No matter how much older we get
Man, we are all still children at heart
We all make mistakes, it's all good

Now, I've tried plenty of times to get rid of my bad habits
Living life on the cutting edge, taking a stab at it
And learning from my mistakes, try not to make them twice
Just admit it when I'm wrong, and tryin' hard to make it right
And baby, nobody's perfect in this world of ours
There's plenty of people getting stitches in this world of scars
But over time I pray to God that he can heal your wounds
Try and love and love again until they seal your tomb

Life is short if you don't notice it'll pass you by
That's why my head is in the clouds trying to pass the sky
I'm never blinking for a minute, keep my eyes on my foes
They wanna catch me in the open, bring my life to a close
Meanwhile that's why I'm bringing so much life to my shows
I've seen smiles, I'm making changes, turning glitter to gold
Don't let these devils play you down, or belittle your souls
Just be happy with yourself and it's so simple to grow
Come on

It's gonna get in you, child of the night
And the hood rolls on
How do I begin to do this shit right?
And get my hustle on
...

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Smoke - Lyrics - No Cure For Cancer - Dennis Leary

Title: Smoke
Album: No Cure For Cancer
Artist: Dennis Leary
Composer(s): Denis Leary

Lyric:
I love to smoke, I smoke seven thousand packs a day, okay?
And I am never fucking quitting I don't care how many laws they make
What's the law now? You can only smoke in your apartment
Under a blanket, with all the lights out? Is that the rule now, huh?

The cops are outside, "We know you have the cigarettes
Come out of the house with the cigarettes above your head"
"You'll never get me copper! I'm never coming out, you hear?
I got a cigarette machine right here in my bedroom, yeah! Say yeah!"

Know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna get one of those tracheotomies
So I can smoke two cigarettes at the same time
I'm gonna get nine tracheotomies, all the way around my neck
I'll be tracheotomie man!
"He can smoke a pack at a time! He's tracheotomie man!

I'm looking forward to cancer, man, I want that throat cancer
That's the best kind, you know why?
You get that throat cancer, you get that voice box thing
Know what I'm talking about?

Sure it's scary, but you can make a lot of money with a voice box
Get a voice box, walking around the streets of Manhattan
"You got any spare change?"
"Ahh! Here's my whole wallet, get away from me!"

Imagine a whole family with voice boxes, that'd be creepy, wouldn't it?
They'd be out in that backyard everyday during the summer
"Dad, can we go to the beach?", "Yes, get your mother and the dog"
"We'll leave right now, Sparky, come here"

Or the ultimate irony, a guy with a voice box pulling up to the drive
Through window at Mcdonald's, that has to suck, huh?
"Can I help you?", "Big Mac and a large order of fries"
"Stop making fun of me", "I'm not making fun of you"
"I'm getting the manager", "Get the fucking manager, I don't care"

I can remember a time in this country
When men were proud to get cancer, God dammit!
When it was a sign of manhood! John Wayne had cancer twice
Second time, they took out one of his lungs, he said, "Take 'em both!
'Cuz I don't fuckin' need 'em! I'll grow gills and breathe like a fish!"

Babe Ruth, greatest baseball player to ever play the game
He had a voice box, he was the first American to have a voice box
Yeah!, "This is Babe Ruth
The Sultan of Swat, the Bambino"

I smoke twenty-five goddamn Black Cuban cigars a day
I had meat for breakfast, lunch, and dinner
I fucked eighteen prostitutes a night!
'Course, I'm dead now

I'm up here in Heaven, Lou Gehrig is up Here with me
God love Lou Gehrig, Jesus Christ, poor Lou Gehrig
Died of Lou Gehrig's disease
How the Hell did he not see that coming?

We used to tell him, Lou, there's a disease
With your name all over it, pal!
There ain't no Babe Ruth disease, I'll tell you that much right now
Have a hot dog and a Hummer, go ahead, it's on me"

I don't know, personally, I think Billy Martin said it best when he said
"Hey! I can drive!", because we tried to be nice to you non-smokers
We fucking tried, okay?
You wanted your own sections in the restaurants, we gave you that

But that wasn't enough for you, then you wanted the airplanes
We gave you the whole God damn plane! You happy now?
You own the fucking plane! I'd like an explanation about that one folks
Because I will guarantee you if the plane is going down
The first announcement you're gonna hear is

"Folks, this is your Captain speaking, look, uhm, light 'em up
'Cause we're going down, okay, I got a carton of Camels non-filters
I'll see you on the ground, take it easy"
Actually, it'd be more like this, "This is your Captain speaking"
"Smoke 'em if ya got 'em"

The filters the best part, that's where they put the heroine
Only us real good smokers know that fucking secret
Yeah, we tried to be nice to you non-smokers
But you just fucking badger us, you know? You won't leave us alone

You got all your little speeches you're always giving to us
All these little facts that you dig out of a newspaper or pamphlet
And you store that little nugget in your little fucking head
And we light up and you spew 'em out at us, don't ya?
I love these little facts, these little facts

"Well you know, smoking takes ten years off your life"
Well it's the ten worst years, isn't it folks?
It's the ones at the end! It's the wheelchair, dialysis fucking years
You can have those years! We don't want 'em, alright!?

And I guarantee if I'm still alive then I'll be smoking then
I'll be in my wheelchair, with my adult diapers on
And my twenty-five year old non-smoking born again
Christian son behind me

I'll be going, "Hey! Make sure you wipe this time
I was itching all week for Christ's sake!
And get me some more wippets
I'm almost out, you fucking pussy! Come on!"

Because you're always telling us
"You know, if you quit smoking now
Every cigarette takes three minutes off your life
If you quit now you can live an extra ten years
If you quit now, you can live an extra twenty years"

Hey, I got two words for you, okay, Jim Fix, remember Jim Fix?
The big famous jogging guy? Jogged fifteen miles a day
Did a jogging book, did a jogging video
And dropped out of a heart attack when?
When he was fucking jogging, that's when!

What do you wanna bet it was two smokers
Who found the body the next morning and went
"Hey! That's Jim Fix, isn't it?" "Wow, what a fucking tragedy
Come on, lets go buy some buds"

It's always the yogurt sprout eating mother fuckers
Who get run over by a bus drive by a guy
Who smokes three and a half packs a day
"Sorry officer, I didn't see him, I was too busy smoking!"

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Pussy Crook - Lyrics - Tarantula - Mystikal

Title: Pussy Crook
Album: Tarantula
Artist: Mystikal
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, Craig Lawson, Michael Tyler, Pharrell Williams

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Lyric:
Callin' all cars, callin' all cars
Be on the look out for a pussy vandalism, over
A pussy bandit
Suspect is known in many states for dickin' yo woman, over
He is dangerous, be on the look out

I knock the muthafuckin' pussy off the hook
Huh, I take the face off the rapper fuckin' with the punch master
The tight line sharp shooter, the handsome assassin 'cause word expert
You don't know nothing bout this come on mama and get you
Something braid it up pimpin', I make a shy cryin' bitch start swimming
Take it off put cha legs up, see if I can touch the kitty

Fuck it fuck it suck it, 200 dollars, bitch that ain't nothing
Show me what cha working wit' but if ya pussy smellin' shrimpy ho
Get yo fuckin' shirt and shit somebody better stop her
She runnin' round this bitch ha pussy smellin' like red lobster
That's the type of bitch ya don't touch
Some hoes you can look at but the rest don't fuck

Dick don't fail me now
I knock the coochie lining out
If I hit it one time ya hooked
They call me the Pussy Crook

Dick don't fail me now
I knock the coochie lining out
If I hit it one time ya hooked
They call me the Pussy Crook

Somebody tell me the woman complaining talking bout I'm too sexual
But leave me alone with her, betcha I could sex the hoe
Fuck you like I ate my vegetables knock it down for an hour and a half
And still got dick left the door the man right chea
Fuck you on the floor and still shake the chandelier
I got it caught again somewhere
Stop that fuckin' runnin' and bring that ass over here

Bitch touch yo toes touch that wall work that pole
What you doin' after 2 am, in the hotel gotta give ya whatcha came for
Waste hittin' wash it off then face hittin' manojetwas I stay getting
If you can't work it then don't flirt you got them little bitty titties
Don't raise yo shirt I sort 'em out and some ain't stayin'
Take them fuckin' thongs off don't here wit' no plan I cut cha up
When I'm climmin' on ya throw it at cha like I'm a phenomenon

Dick don't fail me now
I knock the coochie lining out
If I hit it one time ya hooked
They call me the Pussy Crook

Dick don't fail me now
I knock the coochie lining out
If I hit it one time ya hooked
They call me the Pussy Crook

What the fuck you mean yo period done you can't gimme no lovin'?
Shit, it's time for funky fire boo hole pluggin'
She said, "I never done that stuff"
I said, "Well let me talk you through it, get the KY jelly"
Put a hump in yo back baby quit movin' yo leg
Get loose and relax lady she was actin' all timid
But the next thing you know she was humpin' back wit me
I was all the way up in that ass I was hard like a horse
She still wanted to do it fast, 2 hours and no part
Still talking bout, "Don't stop oh Lord"

Dick don't fail me now
I knock the coochie lining out
If I hit it one time ya hooked
They call me the Pussy Crook

Dick don't fail me now
I knock the coochie lining out
If I hit it one time ya hooked
They call me the Pussy Crook

Dick don't fail me now
I knock the coochie lining out
If I hit it one time ya hooked
They call me the Pussy Crook

Dick don't fail me now
I knock the coochie lining out
If I hit it one time ya hooked
They call me the Pussy Crook

Callin' all cars, callin' all cars, suspect last seen
Headed East I 10 toward New Orleans, over
Be advised he is armed with dick, and striking good looks, over
Suspect is in a big truck excursion or Escalade
Or some shit he is in a big truck, over
Be on the look out leave all pussy inside

Gimmie this motherfuckin' money
Y'all motherfuckers ain't go never catch me motherfucker
The only thing y'all gone catch is this dick, you motherfucker
This a motherfuckin' nother KLC Smash, you motherfucker
Mystikal, Medicine Man, Big Truck nigga, over

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Carrie - Lyrics - Michael Bolton

Title: Carrie
Artist: Michael Bolton
Composer(s): Michael Bolton

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Lyric:
Carrie is a girl
Disillusioned by the world and her crazy man
So she takes her vows
And she swears no matter how she'll never fall again

Carrie, who can blame you
If you find some kind of refuge in your solitude?
But there's gotta come a time
When your passion for your freedom makes a slave of you

She lives in a dream to wait for a dream
Who waits for tomorrow, she said, "Wait, wait, wait"

Carrie don't you run
Carrie don't you run
Carrie, Carrie, don't you hide
What's going on inside?

Carrie don't you run
Carrie don't you run
Carrie, Carrie, don't you hide
What's going on inside?

Carrie once again
In the company of friends 'cause she's so alone
Ever so aware of a part of her
That no one's ever really known

Come a another day when she'll find
A way to fade into the scenery
Carrie are you alive or just going through the motions
Like you seem to be

She lives in a dream to wait for a dream
Who waits for tomorrow, she said, "Wait, wait, wait"

Carrie don't you run
Carrie don't you run
Carrie, Carrie, don't you hide
What's going on inside?

Carrie don't you run
Carrie don't you run
Carrie, Carrie, don't you hide
What's going on inside?

Now Carrie don't you fight it
No don't even try
'Cause in your heart what's been decided
Just will not be denied

Am I getting through to you?
Am I getting through to you?
All I wanna do to you is take you for a ride
Oh Carrie

Carrie don't you run
Carrie don't you run
Carrie don't you run
Carrie don't you run

Carrie don't you run
Carrie don't you run
Carrie don't you run
Carrie don't you run

Carrie don't you run
Carrie don't you run
Carrie don't you run
Carrie don't you run

Carrie don't you run
Carrie don't you run

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Root Of All Evil - Lyrics - Octavarium - Dream Theater

Title: Root Of All Evil
Album: Octavarium
Artist: Dream Theater
Composer(s): Jordan Rudess, Kevin James Labrie, Michael Portnoy, John Petrucci, John Myung

Lyric:
Proud enough for you to call me arrogant
Greedy enough to be labeled a thief
Angry enough for me to go and hurt a man
Cruel enough for me to feel no grief

Never could have just a part of it
I always need more to get by
Getting right down to the heart of it
The root of all evil has been running my whole life

Dirty enough for me to lust
Leaving nothing left to trust
Jealous enough to still feel envious
Lazy enough to sleep all day
And let my life just waste away
Selfish enough to make you wait for me

Driven blindly by our sins
Misled so easily
Entirely ready to leave it behind
I'm begging to break free

Take all of me
The desires that keep burning deep inside
Cast them all away and help to
Give me strength to face another day
I am ready, help me be what I can be

Self-centered fear has got a hold of me
Clutching my throat
Self righteous anger running all through me
Ready to explode

Procrastination paralyzing me
Wanting me dead
These obsessions that keep haunting me
Won't leave my head

Help to do for me what I can't do myself
Take this fear and pain
I can't break out this prison all alone
Help me break these chains

Humility now my only hope
Won't you take all of me
Heal this dying soul

I can feel my body breaking
I can feel my body breaking
I'm ready to let it all go
I can feel my body shaking
Right down to the foundation
The root of it all

Take all of me
The desires that keep burning deep inside
Cast it all away and help to
Give me strength to face another day
I am ready, help me be what I can be
I am ready, come to me, take me away

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Fight The Good Fight - Lyrics - Classics - Triumph

Title: Fight The Good Fight
Album: Classics
Artist: Triumph
Composer(s): Rik Emmett, Mike Levine, Gil Moore

Lyric:
Days grow shorter and the nights are getting long
Feels like we're running out of time
Every day it seems much harder tellin' right from wrong
You got to read between the lines

Don't get discouraged, don't be afraid, we can
Make it through another day
Make it worth the price we pay

The Good Book says it's better to give than to receive
I do my best to do my part
Nothin' in my pockets I got nothin' up my sleeve
I keep my magic in my heart

Keep up your spirit, keep up your faith, baby
I am counting on you
You know what you've got to do

Fight the good fight every moment
Every minute every day
Fight the good fight every moment
It's your only way

All your life you've been waiting for your chance
Where you'll fit into the plan
But you're the master of your own destiny
So give and take the best that you can

You think a little more money can buy your soul some rest
You'd better think of something else instead
You're so afraid of being honest with yourself
You'd better take a look inside your head

Nothing is easy, nothing good is free on earth
But I can tell you where to start
Take a look inside your heart
There's an answer in your heart

Fight the good fight every moment
Every minute every day
Fight the good fight every moment
Make it worth the price we pay

Every moment of your lifetime
Every minute every day
Fight the good fight every moment
Make it worth the price we pay

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