Drop The Pilot - Lyrics - Coverage - Mandy Moore

Title: Drop The Pilot
Album: Coverage
Artist: Mandy Moore
Composer(s): Joan Armatrading

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Lyric:
I'm right on target
My aim is straight
So you're in love
I say what of it

Things can change
There's always changes
And I wanna try
Some rearranging

I say
Drop the pilot
Try my balloon
Drop the monkey
Smell my perfume

Drop the mahout
I'm the easy rider
Don't use your army
To fight a losing battle

Animal, mineral, physical, spiritual
I'm the one you need
I'm the one you need

You're kissing cousins
There's no smoke, no flame
If you lose that pilot
I'll come fly your plane

If you want solid ground
Come on and try me
Or I can take you so high
That you're never gonna wanna come down

I say
Drop the pilot
Try my balloon
Drop the monkey
Smell my perfume

Drop the mahout
I'm the easy rider
Don't use your army
To fight a losing battle

Animal, mineral, physical, spiritual
I'm the one you need
I'm the one you need

I said, animal, mineral, physical, spiritual
I'm the one you need
I'm the one you need
I'm the one you need

Drop the pilot
Try my balloon
Drop the monkey
Smell my perfume

Drop the mahout
I'm the easy rider
Don't use your army
To fight a losing battle

Drop the pilot
Try my balloon
Drop the monkey
Smell my perfume

Drop the mahout
I'm the easy rider
Don't use your army
To fight a losing battle

Animal, mineral, physical, spiritual
I'm the one you need
I'm the one you need

Drop the pilot
Drop the monkey

Drop the mahout
Well, I'm the easy rider
Don't use your army
To fight a losing battle

Animal, mineral, physical, spiritual
I'm the one you need
I'm the one you need
I'm the one you need

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Animal Army - Lyrics - Babylon Zoo

Title: Animal Army
Artist: Babylon Zoo
Composer(s): Jas Mann

Lyric:
Tyrannosaurus marches before us
Lions laugh at the smell of a gun
Ride on the back of an elephant's shoulders
Tell all your friends you're an angel
Animals dance along, animals

Tyrannosaurus marching towards us
Lions a mass coming out of the grass
Ride on the back of an elephant's shoulders
Tell all your friends your an angel
An angel, an angel

Leopards dancing, leopards dancing in my paradise
Animal armies, animal armies in my

Tyrannosaurus marching towards us
Lions a mass coming out of the grass
Ride on the back of an elephant's shoulders
Tell all your friends your an angel
An angel, an angel

Leopards dancing
(Leopards dancing)
In my paradise
Tigers dancing
(Tigers dancing)
In my paradise

Chrome and candy
(Chrome and candy)
In my paradise
Animal armies, animal armies in my

Leopards dancing, leopards dancing, in my, in my, paradise
(Paradise)
Tigers dancing, tigers dancing, in my, in my, paradise
(Paradise)
Solar planets, solar planets, in my, in my, paradise
(Paradise)
Animal armies, animal armies in my

Paradise
Paradise
Paradise

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Drop The Pilot - Lyrics - Joan Armatrading

Title: Drop The Pilot
Artist: Joan Armatrading
Composer(s): Joan Armatrading

Lyric:
I'm right on target, my aim is straight
So you're in love, I say what of it
Things can change, there's always changes
And I wanna try some rearranging

I say, "Drop the pilot, try my balloon
Drop the monkey, smell my perfume
Drop the mahout, I'm the easy rider
Don't use your army to fight a losing battle"

Animal, mineral, physical, spiritual
I'm the one you need
I'm the one you need

You're kissing cousins, there's no smoke no flame
If you lose that pilot, I can fly your plane
If you want solid ground come on and try me
Or I can take you so high that you're never gonna wanna come down

I say, "Drop the pilot, try my balloon
Drop the monkey, smell my perfume
Drop the mahout, I'm the easy rider
Don't use your army to fight a losing battle"

Animal, mineral, physical, spiritual
I'm the one you need
I'm the one you need

I said, "Animal, mineral, physical, spiritual
I'm the one you need
I'm the one you need
I'm the one you need"

Drop the pilot, try my balloon
Drop the monkey, smell my perfume
Drop the mahout, I'm the easy rider
Don't use your army to fight a losing battle

Drop the pilot, try my balloon
Drop the monkey, smell my perfume
Drop the mahout, I'm the easy rider
Don't use your army to fight a losing battle

Animal, mineral, physical, spiritual
I'm the one you need
I'm the one you need

I say, "Drop the pilot, yeah
Drop the monkey
Drop the mahout"

Animal, mineral, physical, spiritual
I'm the one you need
I'm the one you need
I'm the one you need
I'm the one you need

Drop the pilot
Drop the pilot
Drop the pilot
I said, "Drop the pilot"

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English Civil War - Lyrics - Levellers

Title: English Civil War
Artist: Levellers
Composer(s): Mark Chadwick, Jeremy James Cunningham, Simon Friend, Charles Kenton Heather, Jonathan Sevink

Lyric:
When Johnny comes marching home again, hurah tada
He's coming by bus or underground, hurah tada
The world no doubt will shed a tear to see his face so beaten in fear
And it's just around the corner in the English civil war

Still at the stage of clubs and fists, hurah tada
When that well known face got beaten to bits, hurah tada
Your face was blue in the light of the screen
As we watched the speech of an animal scream
The new party army was marching right over our heads

There you are, ha ha, I told you so, hurah tada
Says everybody that we know, hurah tada
But who hid the radio under the stairs
And who got caught out on their unawares
When that new party army came marching right up the stairs

When Johnny comes marching home again, hurah tada
Nobody understands this can happen again, hurah tada
The sun is shining and the kids are shouting loud
But you've got to know it's shining through a crack in the cloud
And the shadows keep on falling when Johnny comes marching home

All the girls go oh get his coffin ready
'Cause Johnny's coming home

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Military Minds - Lyrics - Better Dayz - 2pac

Title: Military Minds
Album: Better Dayz
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Darryl Harper, Tekomin Williams, Kenyatta Blake, Tupac Shakur, Darrell Yates

Lyric:
Stand in formation
My motherfuckin' real troopers
Let's do it like soldiers, all in together now
Ready? Hell, yeah

No retreat, no surrender
Death before dishonor, motherfucker
Do it to them, come on
Never got thuggish

Uhh, yes, yes, yes
Say what? West side, East side ride
Where you at, where you at?
Where my real thugs?

Where you at, where you at?
Where my real thugs?
Where you at, where you at?
Where my real thugs?

Where you at?
The cases of a drug dealer
Real thugs, where you at?

Yo a motherfuckin' army
Do it to 'em, do it to 'em
They love the way we do it to 'em
We do it to 'em, [Incomprehensible]

Suppress the revolution of premeditated scheme
Introduce a drug called 'Crack' to us ghetto teens
Got a law for raw niggas, now playa, what it be like?
When will niggas see they got us bleedin' with 3 strikes

Can't seem to focus, hopeless with violent thoughts, I wrote this
Got these devils petrified, hidin' from my hocus pocus
An' so I learned to earn my currency an' over time
Affiliated, clearly click a military mind

May God forgive us though we dwell inside a paradox
Thugged out an' drug dealin' from the womb to the block
My live mind got me survivin' 5 shots
My 45 got me fortified with live rounds

When shit stick, we plot hits, when our block spits
All hail, out on bail, wrath of 2Pacalypse
Forever ghetto, necessary picture food stamps
Outlaw thug niggas never left the boot camp

I'm a nigga for assignment, one of the squads finest
Skilled in gorilla warfare an' blessed with refinement
My rap shit contains sections of bomb sessions
Says I'm responsible for black Smith & Wessons

Puttin' up on [Incomprehensible] in the military state of mind
Dangerous like chronic an' yard when combined
Cocoa, Brovas, pan the borderline
That's the sound an' your dead [Incomprehensible]

Man to man, I'm facin' the Devil with a plan
Judo stance, first glance, I'm makin' my advance
Animal instincts, intelligence of an assassin
Mask my ninja style, surround me ready to attack

I react swiftly, what Father taught me sticks with me
Never forget the methods, stick an' move strictly
Shit be seemin' like it's closin' in, with no regrets I hold position
'Cause I circles, I'm one of the chosen men

Picture bein' put in position to move an' you can't move
'Cause your move is blocked by the knight at 12 o'clock
That's when the madness begins, so I start to focusin'
My thoughts on the war, 'cause the rule is the law

An' the law that we live by is to stay true to self
In this case, beady eye, why try? Everybody lie
About the block, true soldier mentality
This is how we rock an' move

Stick an' move, time to show what kinda nigga
Move or get moved on, let's see who's strong

In the days of the strange, where nothin' stays the same
With new faces come through with similar game
An' who you thought them, really ain't they
Catchin' deja vus of the game people play

It's a call for re-adjustment, fine tune your positions
You slippin' an' trippin' instead of bobbin' an' dippin'
Will never let this world of stress get the best of me
Takin' breathin' techniques, slay you with Tai Chi

What does it change to get a break in the world of snakes
An' those who fake, elimination, I'm facin'
Destruction, outlaw till I duck down
From po' po's bustin', no one to trust in

Rushin' to the goal line, catch a nigga
Beat him, treat him like he stole mine
No swine, I'm a soldier, told ya I control mine
Time to take you back into time, follow this here

One way out this black hole for this black soul
Shit is outta control, I'm fightin'
For my position to be a fetus in this world
I am enterin' an' my face is sentencin' for repentance

Before my body was fully formed into a human
I was already consumin' weed
'Cause my mom's use to smoke back in the '70s
Maybe that's why in the '90s I drop Gs when I drop degrees

When I ease across the block with Pac an' got all you niggas shot
You didn't think Boot Camp click would link
With the outlaw minded, if you do you press rewind
An' you can peep gorilla tactics in every line

Yeah, an' this is how we do it
Where my real thugs? Where they at?
Let me see my real thugs, now where you at?
Won't you see my real thugs, where you at?

Let me see my real thugs, where you at?
Now, where my real thugs, let me see where you at?
Tell me where my real thugs, gots to see where you at?
Where's my soldiers, where you at?

Where's my real soldiers, where you at?
Where my soldiers at, where you at?
Where you at? Get your strap, my nigga
Where you at? Where you at?

Where my soldiers at, where you at?
Where you at? Hit your thug niggas
Where you at? With your strap
Where my soldiers at? With my true thug niggas

No longer drug dealers, 'cause we now thug niggas
Where my soldiers at?
No longer drug dealers, 'cause we now thug niggas
Let me, where my, where my soldiers at?

Put your pistols in the air, where my soldiers at?
Put your guns up, tell me where my soldiers at?
Put your pistols in the air, where my soldiers?
My true thug rollers, yes, it just doesn't quit

Yes, this is that real hip hop shit
Yes, fuck what you heard
From the ghetto to the 'burbs
Know we meant every word

Where my soldiers, where my soldiers at?
Where my soldiers, where my soldiers at?
Put your hand on your pistol, point your pistols in the air
Where my soldiers at, where my soldiers at?

Where my soldiers, where my soldiers at?
Where my soldiers, where my soldiers at?
When Bob Dole an' Deloris Tucker wanna know
Where my soldiers at? Code Fo'

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Police State - Lyrics - Dead Prez

Title: Police State
Artist: Dead Prez
Composer(s): L Alford, A Mair, V Williams, C Gavin

Lyric:
You have the emergence in human society
Of this thing that's called the State
What is the State? The State is this organized bureaucracy
It is the police department, it is the Army, the Navy

It is the prison system, the courts and what have you
This is the State it is a repressive organization
But the State and gee, well, you know you've got to have
The police because if there were no police

Look at what you'd be doing to yourselves
You'd be killing each other if there were no police
But the reality is the police become necessary in human society
Only at that junction in human society where it is split
Between those who have and those who ain't got

I throw a Molotov cocktail at the precinct, you know how we think
Organize the hood under I Ching banners
Red, black and green instead of gang bandannas
FBI spying on us through the radio antennas

And them hidden cameras in the streetlight watching society
With no respect for the people's right to privacy
I'll take a slug for the cause like Huey P.
While all you fake niggas try to copy Master P I want to be free to live

Hey but, they have what I need to live
Bring the power back to the street where the people live
I'm sick of working for crumbs and filling up the prisons
Dying over money and relying on religion for help

We do for self like ants in a colony
Organize the wealth into a socialist economy
A way of life based off the common need
And all my comrades are ready, we just spreading the seed

The average black male live a third of his life in a jail cell
'Cause the world is controlled by the white male
And the people don' never get justice
And the women don' never get respected

And the problems don' never get solved
And the jobs don' never pay enough
So the rent always be late
Can you relate? We living in a Police State

No more bondage, no more political monsters
No more secret space launchers
Government departments started it in the projects
Material objects, thousands up in the closets

Could've been invested in a future for my comrades
Battle contacts, primitive weapons out in combat
Many never come back, pretty niggas be running with gats
Rather get shot in they back than fire back, we tired of that

Corporations hiring blacks, denying the facts
Exploiting us all over the map
That's why I write the shit, I write in my raps
It's documented, I'm in it
Everyday of the week I live in it, breathing it

It's more than just fucking believing it
I'm holding in ones, rolling up my sleeves an' shit
It's Cee-lo for push-ups, now
Many headed for one conclusion
Niggas ain't ready for revolution

The average black male live a third of his life in a jail cell
'Cause the world is controlled by the white male
And the people don' never get justice
And the women don' never get respected

And the problems don' never get solved
And the jobs don' never pay enough
So the rent always be late
Can you relate? We living in a Police State

That's right that developed me
Brought me here and worked me like an animal
Built the political economy off my stolen labor
Made them rich, made me poor

The average black male live a third of his life in a jail cell
'Cause the world is controlled by the white male
And the people don' never get justice
And the women don' never get respected

And the problems don' never get solved
And the jobs don' never pay enough
So the rent always be late
Can you relate? We living in a police state

Why is it that black people and everybody like us
Live in the kind of poverty and misery that we live in?
Everywhere I look around me are nothing but poverty and misery
On the one hand and yet, what I'm seeing is that

Everywhere there's wealth and riches in the world
It's in the white community somewhere
Whether it's in Europe or whether it's right ?cross the
Street from where I was born

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Tang Clan - Take It Back - Lyrics - The 8 Diagrams - Wu

Title: Tang Clan - Take It Back
Album: The 8 Diagrams
Artist: Wu
Composer(s): Osten Harvey, Robert F Diggs, Clifford Smith, Bob James, Jason Hunter, Corey Woods, Dennis Coles, L Hawkins

Lyric:
On the firing line lock, one round load
Ready on the right? Ready on the left?
Ready on the firing line? Watch for your targets
Yeah, yeah, pay attention

Welcome to the fish fry where niggaz get burnt to a crisp
Jump out the pot, "Yeah yo I got this"
Long armor, construction's on, I'm pro-drama
Catch me in the wildest beefs, I bring bombers

Bearded like Talibans, booted, my black ninjas
I'll come through, tuxedos on with the gold llamas
Priceless like emeralds, check out the ski mask
King Tut's nephew gave it to me for three bags

Of heron, Don Baron, sniff a bag of blow
Fifth out, runnin' up in Saks with the ill army
Shake Feds, play dead, yo check out what Rae said
Lay on your hands, let the Branson break bread

High energy, all my niggaz a kin to me
Regardless how it go down I still get ten a ki
Beware of my enemies, y'all remember me
Nike's with the low goose on and I've been a beast

Wildin' in my headphones, red in my stones
Good ganja out, if I die fill up my headstones
With water, dough, acid and gold classics

All my niggaz who pump
The spirit'll jump out and grab shit
Max with the laser on 'em, staircase caskets
Broke bugged thugs in the hallway maxing

Still them 1-6-Ooh niggaz, straight up
Whoa, hold up, hold up

The nozzle aim, rip through your frame for pocket change
Fiend for the Rush Hour 4, then pop a vein
Thousand dollar corks pop, pause or get off top
Used to be a general, just lost your spot

Animal House, two grand'll handle your mouth
Beast mode with the G-Code, cancel 'em out
Son, I've seen hell, fell into the palms of Satan arms
Don that I am made 'em bow in the face of God

Graveyard Shiftin', different day, the same thing
The name ring then the chain swing and dames cling
Money green, Maury kicks, whips and new fitteds
Advocated by the few who do live it

Blomberg, make a nigga cop the Mossberg
Shorty ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg
Old man told me, don't be, blind to deception, only
Sharp with perfection, homey, your mind is a weapon

Relax, you got your muscles tight, relax
Word, word

First we told y'all niggaz, then we showed y'all niggaz, huh?
We gon' take it back with this
By the time you get a show, we've been all around the globe, huh?
We gon' take it back with this

Before you even had a name, you was screamin', "Wu-Tang"
We gon' take it back with this
When we was runnin' on the block, you was under your pops, remember
We gon' take it back with this, let's go

Armored truck money, Shazam bangles, play the throne like
Julius Caesar, gorilla mob, slash, Killah's guard
Fake passports and visas, all of my goons
They be carryin' spoons because boom he had a massive seizure

Hot chocolate lovers, guns is published
Detroit bitches out of town be dyin' to fuck us
This is real talk, shank lullabies
Ben Franks, we like Jet Blue we stay hella high

Curl on the dumbbell L
We can't even S P E L L MTV or TRL
Supreme novelists, we rank superior, guardin' the post
Down low in the 'jects, got it locked in your area

Ain't tryin' to hurry up we like rebel niggaz
Powdered up wildin' in the streets of Liberia
No matter the crime, I'm beatin' the case
If I'm a wrong, a chair hit a judge right in his face

Shittin' shanks out, come to court dates
Mittens on shines with blood Wally's that's the color of wine
Talk to me, my criminal mystique
Kick back the boards, six thousand a week

Pay homage, what the don beat, you're a minor threat
I see your sweat roll down your cheek
And your soft and sweet, your talk is pork
Get murdered in New York when I enforce the heat

And the cost ain't cheap, my advice is priceless
Bring back the life that you thought was lifeless
'The Way of the Gun', son, who the nicest?
S.K., no stun gun, smooth devices

Time Crisis, I played the game, low lifers
In a brawl, ripped the phones out the walls in Riker's
Vipers in the infirmary rooms with slicers
Shiesters with hate in their blood might bite you

Fuck that bitch, your wife don't write your
Cancel her, buy another one just like her
Pipers in the bucket of ice taste righteous
Today's mathematics when we build in cyphers
The baby automatic kill like Air Force strikers
I'm still Asiatic when I spill the hypeness

The dark and this place will come here
That's right

First we told y'all niggaz, then we showed y'all niggaz, huh?
We gon' take it back with this
By the time you get a show, we've been all around the globe, huh?
We gon' take it back with this

Before you even had a name, you was screamin', "Wu-Tang"
We gon' take it back with this
When we was runnin' on the block, you was under your pops, remember
We gon' take it back with this, let's go

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Beautiful But Deadly - Lyrics - The D.O.C.

Title: Beautiful But Deadly
Artist: The D.O.C.
Composer(s): George Jr Clinton, Tracy Curry, Bernard G Worrell

Lyric:
Ayo Stan, Dre layed the tracks, I'm laying the vocals
We need some guitar that rocks, know what I'm saying?
So 'um, let's do this

She's a rich girl, but not the ordinary
Extraordinary, a little too much to carry
Possessed by a demon on a mission
No man alive can refuse her proposition from this fantasy

But to me she was more than a bad dream
She was a nightmare for man
Took her sex appeal and she taunted
Twisted the brother until he did just what she wanted

Disregard the laws of the other man
Sacrificing the plight of the brother man
I'm not the type to let a woman make me weary
But to resist, he'd have to be a fairy

Nothing that a brother wouldn't want to indulge in
Drives a Porsche and her purse is bulging
Her body in the form of a romantic medley
But be warned, she's beautiful but deadly

She's all about the bank roll, you can tell by the gold
Eyes deep enough to engulf your soul
She's like Medusa, but you won't turn to stone if you watch her
One fatal look is all it takes and she's got ya

On the end, no more to spend
And you're still thinking how you want to see her again
It'll be difficult, but boy it ain't no joke
Saying nothing going on but her rent and a car note

You're wondering how in the hell
Little knowing you're the reason that she lives so well
Guessing it all harder you'll submerge her attraction
But she got so many, son, you're a subtraction

Now you roll like you're crazy
Attitude is send down with being spacey
Never will I let this stupid bitch get ahead of me
I know the scoop, the bitch is beautiful but deadly

She'll keep you mystified like a Swami
For you to slow her down, you'll need an army
Of a thousand strong brothers with a gun
But if they're careless, then they're done

She's an animal not to be taken lightly
Once she has a grip and squeezes tightly
You're in line for such a wonderful kiss
It'll cloud your sight like the morning mist

No compassion, the minute after you're a slave
Breaking the law making sure she's paid
Yo, you oughta know the girl you see at every concert
She's in the back with the tightest dress looking the best

Know what I'm saying? You have to do like my man Cube
Tell the females that I ain't the one
'Cause if you don't, regularly you're back doing it readily
It's all to keep up the pace with someone beautiful but deadly

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