Antoinette - Lyrics - Seals And Crofts

Title: Antoinette
Artist: Seals And Crofts
Composer(s): Dash Crofts, James Seals

Lyric:
In the city, Naples by the sea
Antoinette of Naples waits for me
Through the flower scented gardens

Down the steps into the street
Through the meadow down by the sea
To the secret place where we shall meet

In the dreamland, Naples by the sea
Antoinette of dreamland waits for me
Pretty lace upon her bonnet shades

The softness of her skin
I almost thought I heard her
Calling from the distance or could it be the wind?

In the city, Naples by the sea
Antoinette of dreamland waits for me
Through the flower scented gardens

Down the steps into the street
Through the meadow down by the sea
To the secret place where we shall meet

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Tell Me - Lyrics - Beenie Man

Title: Tell Me
Artist: Beenie Man
Composer(s): Stanley Brown, Alex Cantrall, Myron Davis

Lyric:
Yes, iyah
Some gal a move like dem a killa
But dem have fi sekkle pon di tarantula
Yes, nyah
A Beenie Man and two thousand crew deh yah
But wah, hey

Woman yuh neva shy, put up yuh hand deh high
From anuh Suzzette or Antoinette dem really want fi tek yuh guy
Woman yuh neva bow, put up yuh hand dem now
You got di loot and di man dem a shoot
And di man dem got di wicked si now and

Woman yuh ever hot 'cause yuh run di spot
Yuh bass a bus' out, yuh treble a top
Yuh yeye dem nuh cross, yuh knee dem nuh knock and
Yuh n'ave fi use contacts
?Cause yuh private phat yuh pack up and gone
Yuh man haffi bawl and den him have fi call yuh back

Suh, tell me what you want, please
Tell me what you need, Denise
Tell me if I?m good enough for you, babe
Good enough for you, babe, yeah, yeah, yeah

Tell me what you want, please
Tell me what you need, Denise
Tell me if I?m good enough for you, babe
Good enough for you, babe, yeah, yeah, yeah
Chuh

Nuh gal nuh want nuh man weh stuck
No, no, no, dem want a man weh know di wuk
Yeah, yeah, yeah, she want a man fi hold her up
Drape her up, ina bed and gi her pure bed wuk

Yeah, yeah, yeah, nuh want no man who a jerk
No, no, no, she want a man weh know di work
Yeah, yeah, yeah, she want a man fi wuk her hard
Mek she run up ina di yard and migrate from di herd

But just di other day me and patsy a work
Mi bus' off her blouse and draw dung her skirt
Di gal she a gwaan like she don't really want turn on
Likkle more di gal bus mi silk shirt

But tell me what you want, please
Tell me what you need, Denise
Tell me if I?m good enough for you, babe
Good enough for you, babe, yeah, yeah, yeah

Tell me what you want, please
Tell me what you need, Denise
Tell me if I?m good enough for you, babe
Good enough for you, babe, yeah, yeah, yeah

But true mi tell dem seh simma simma
Heh, dem buy a brand new Bima Bima
Heh, den mi guh check dung a salla-salla
And him guh tell mi 'bout a gal name Angela

?Bout she a walk and a bawl seh she nuh want no fruitella
Fus' wuk she get di gal a bawl seh a beva
True mi know a volcano this bwoy live ina
Gal, dis yah DJ a lova

Tell me what you want, please
Tell me what you need, Denise
Tell me if I?m good enough for you, babe
Good enough for you, babe, yeah, yeah, yeah

Tell me what you want, please
Tell me what you need, Denise
Tell me if I?m good enough for you, babe
Good enough for you, babe, yeah, yeah, yeah

But gal, woman yuh neva shy, put up yuh hand deh high
From anuh Suzzette or Antoinette dem really want fi tek yuh guy
Woman yuh neva bow, put up yuh hand dem now
You got di loot and di man dem a shoot
And di man dem got di wicked si now and

Woman yuh ever hot 'cause yuh run di spot
Yuh bass a bus' out, yuh treble a top
Yuh yeye dem nuh cross, yuh knee dem nuh knock
And yuh n'ave fi use contacts
Because yuh private phat yuh pack up and gone
Yuh man haffi bawl and den him have fi call yuh back

But tell me what you want, please
Tell me what you need, Denise
Tell me if I?m good enough for you, babe
Good enough for you, babe, yeah, yeah, yeah

Tell me what you want, please
Tell me what you need, Denise
Tell me if I?m good enough for you, babe
Good enough for you, babe, yeah
Chuh

Nuh gal nuh want nuh man weh stuck
No, no, no, dem want a man weh know di wuk
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dem want a man fi hold her up
Drape her up, ina bed and gi her pure bed wuk

Yeah, yeah, yeah, nuh want no man who a jerk
No, no, no, dem want a man weh know di work
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dem want a man fi wuk her hard
Mek she run up ina di yard and migrate from di herd

But just di other day me and patsy a work
Mi bus' off her blouse and draw dung her skirt
Di gal she a gwaan like she don't want get turn on
Likkle more di gal bus mi silk shirt

[Incomprehensible]
Tell me what you want, please
Tell me

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Doggz Gonna Get Ya - Lyrics - Snoop Dogg

Title: Doggz Gonna Get Ya
Artist: Snoop Dogg
Composer(s): Lawrence Parker, Antoinette Colandreo, Craig Lawson, Calvin Broadus

Lyric:
I?m in Junior High with a C+ grade
At the end of the day I don?t hit the arcade
I to school from my mom's apartment
I got to tell these niggas everyday don?t shit

'Cause where I?m at if you soft you lost
And to stay on course, you got to roll with force
My homeboy Dogg is chillin' in a Benz
In front of his buildin' with the rest of his friends

I give him a pound, no I mean I shake his hand
He's the neighborhood drug dealer, my man
I go upstairs, I hug my mother
I kiss my sister and I punch my brother

I sit down on the bed to watch some TV
Do my ears deceive me?
No, that's the fourth time this week
Four young brothers got shot in the street

The very next day while I'm off to class
My momma go to work cold bustin' her ass
My sister's cute but she's got no gear
I got three pair of pants and with my brother I share

So there in school I made a fool
With one and a half pair of pants, you ain't cool
'Cause there's no dollars for nothin' else
I got beans, rice and bread on my shelf

Now, everyday I see my momma strugglin'
But now it's time I got to do somethin'
I look for work, I get dissed like a jerk
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob

So here comes Dogg his gold is shivery
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery
I do it once, I do it twice
And now there's steak with the beans and rice

My mothers nervous but she knows the deal
My sister's gear now has sex appeal
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper
And three months later the whole hood caught the vapors
My family's happy and everythin' is new
Now tell me, what the fuck am I suppose to do?

Doggz gonna get ya
Doggz gonna get ya
Doggz gonna get ya
Doggz gonna get ya

Ay yo yo, check this out Snoop
All these niggas always talkin' about
They love this and niggas got love for you
Or nigga I love this ride or this chain around my neck nigga

You niggas don't know what the fuck love really mean
Nigga you can't buy love at no corner store nigga
Love ain't got no price tag
Snoop I want you to kick this shit to them niggas

Money is flowin' everythin' is fine
I bought my self and Uzi and my brother a nine
Business is boomin', everythin' is cool
I pull about a G a week, fuck school

A year passed by and I began to grow
Not in height but juice and cash flow
I kick up my feet to watch some TV
'Cause now I got other people workin' for me

I got a 55 inch television you know
And every once in a while I hear just say no
Or the other commercial I love
That's when they say, "This is you brain on drugs"

I pick up the remote control and just turn
'Cause with this bullshit I'm not concerned
Me and my brother we bounced in the Benz
We drivin' around our territory again

I pull up at the light like a superstar
An automatic weapon cold sprayed my car
I hit the accelerator scared as shit
I drove one block to find my brother was hit

He wasn't dead but the blood was pourin'
And all I could think about was Warren
Later I found it, it was Dogg and his crew
Now tell me, what the fuck am I suppose to do?

Doggz gonna get ya
Doggz gonna get ya
Doggz gonna get ya
Doggz gonna get ya

Doggz gonna get ya
Doggz gonna get ya
Doggz gonna get ya
Doggz gonna get ya

Yeah, so now you see what I'm talkin' 'bout nigga
You see what that love shit do ya
This nigga said he had love for you nigga
And this nigga done shot your brother
So what the fuck you gone do now?

My brother's out of it but I'm still in it
On top of that I'm in it to win it
I can't believe that Dogg would dis me
That faggot that punk he soft or sissy

I'm drivin' around with three of my guys
The war is on and I'm on the rise
We rolled right up to his favorite hang out
What's crackin' Dogg and let the bullets stang out

Someone shot back so we took cover
And all I could think about was my brother
Dogg jumped up and began to run
Bustin' shots hoppin' to hit someone

So I just stopped and let off three shot
Two hit that nigga and one hit a cop
I threw down the gun and began to shout
Ay y'll all let's break out, got 'em dip out

Now as I left there goes the boys in blue
They pointin' they guns at my four man crew
They shot down one, they shot down two
Now tell me, what the fuck am I suppose to do?

Doggz gonna get ya
Doggz gonna get ya
Doggz gonna get ya
Doggz gonna get ya

Doggz gonna get ya
Doggz gonna get ya
Doggz gonna get ya
Doggz gonna get ya

Ya see the moral of the story is this
Love is a motherfucka
And Doggz is a motherfucka
You mix the two up you bound to get some drama

Love's gonna get ya
Naw nigga Doggz gonna get ya
You ever try to play me and that's real
That's real, that's real

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Where Are They Now - Lyrics - Hip Hop Is Dead - Nas

Title: Where Are They Now
Album: Hip Hop Is Dead
Artist: Nas
Composer(s): James Brown, Ronald R Lenhoff, Bobby Howard Byrd, Nasir Jones, Salaam Remi Gibbs

Lyric:
Hit me
Two times

Redhead Kingpin, Tim Dog, have you seen 'em?
Kwame, King Tee or King Sun
Super Lover Cee, Casanova Rud
Antoinette, Rob Base never showin' up

You see Black Sheep, Group Home, Busy Bee?
Ask L'll and Al Skratch, 'Where My Homies?'
Leave it to y'all, these niggaz left for dead
Last week my man swore he saw Special Ed

Rap is like a ghost town, real mystic
Like these folks never existed
They the reason that rap became addictive
Play they CD or wax and get lifted

I recommend when your kid turn ten
Let him hear Spice 1, made plenty noise
Positive K, Father MC, the Skinny Boys
Where are they now?

Hey, where are, where are they now, hey
Where are they now?
Hey hit me, where are they now?
Hit me

See I remember them forever, the original Spinderella
Lakim Shabazz, 9 MM
Fu-Schnickens, Buckshot, Finesse, and Sequence
Who was a Rappin' Duke, da-ha, silk tie and leather was cute

Body and soul was Dee from Pump It Up's group
Oaktown 357, J.J. Fad too
Had pop hits and gold ropes
Where my man Young MC and Tone Loc?

Kris Kross, the BO$$, Divine Styler
Def Jef of course let's break it down ta
Mic Geronimo, Pharcyde and Coolio
I heard Craig Mack back in the studio

Have you seen these lost MC's?
Funky Four Plus One, Force M.D.'s
Miss Melody, I hope she packin' a bankroll
As well as educated rap for ice and Kangol

Shante, she from around my way yo
EPMD, K-Solo, where are they now?

Hey, where are, where are they now, hey
Where are they now?
Hey hit me, where are they now?
QB, hit me

First off this ain't no diss record
This for some of my homies that were misrepresented
Legends of the game, y'know?
What up to Moe Dee the legend? Rest in peace Cowboy, yeah

All the rappers, male, female, DJ's, e'rybody
Rest in peace Jam-Master Jay, the whole crew, word up
Juice Crew All-Stars, MC Shan, Tragedy, Craig G
Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga

Shan whaddup baby?
Where are they now?

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Love'S Gonna Get'Cha - Lyrics - Boogie Down Productions

Title: Love'S Gonna Get'Cha
Artist: Boogie Down Productions
Composer(s): Lawrence Parker, Antoinette Colandreo

Lyric:
You know, that's why man I've been telling
You all the time man, you know love
That word love is a very serious thing
And if you don't watch out, I tell ya that
(Love's gonna get you)
(Love's gonna get you)

Because a lot of people out here say
I love my car or I love my chain or or
I'm just in love with that girl over there

So far all the people out there
That fall in love with material items
We gonna bump the beat
A lil' something like this

I'm in junior high with a B plus grade
At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade
I walk from school to my mom's apartment
I gotta tell the suckers everyday, "Don't start it"

'Cause where I'm at if your soft your lost
To say on course means to roll with force
A boy named Rob is chillin' in a Benz
In front of my building with the rest of his friends

I give him a pound, oh, I mean I shake his hand
He's the neighborhood drug dealer, my man
I go upstair and hug my mother
Kiss my sister, and punch my brother

I sit down on my bed to watch some TV
Do my ears deceive me?
Nope, that's the fourth time this week
Another fast brother shot dead in the street

The very next day while I'm off to class
My mom goes to work cold busting her ass
My sisters cute but she got no gear
I got three pairs of pants and with my brother I share

See there in school, see I'm made a fool
With one and a half pair of pant, you ain't cool
But there's no dollars for nothing else
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf

Every day I see my mother struggling
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin'
I look for work, I get dissed like a jerk
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob

So here comes Rob, he's cold and shivery
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery
I do it once, I do it twice
Now there's steak with the beans and rice

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal
My sister's gear now has sex appeal
My brother's my partner and we're getting paper
Three months later we run our own caper

My family's happy everything is new
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?
That's why
(Love's gonna get you)
(Love's gonna get you)
(Love's gonna get you)

You fall in love with your chain
You fall in love with your car
Love's gonna sneak right up and snuff you from behind
So I want you to check the story out as we go down the line

Money's flowing, everything is fine
Got myself an Uzi and my brother a nine
Business is boomin', everything is cool
I pull about a G a week, fuck school

A year goes by and I begin to grow
Not in height but juice and cash flow
I pick up my feet and begin to watch TV
'Cause now I got other people working for me

I got a 55 inch television you know
And every once in awhile I hear 'Just say no'
Or the other commercial I love
Is when they say, this is your brain on drugs

I pick up my remote control and just turn
'Cause with that bullshit I'm not concerned
See me and my brother jump in the BM
Driving around our territory again

I stop at the light like a superstar
And automatic weapons cold sprayed my car
I hit the accelerator scared as shit
And drove one block to find my brother was hit
He wasn't dead but the blood was pouring
And all I could think about was war and

Later I found that it was Rob and his crew
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?
You know that's why
(Love's gonna get you)
(Love's gonna get you)
(Love's gonna get you)

That word love is very very serious
Very addictive, my brothers out of it
But I'm still in it
On top of that I'm in it to win it

I can't believe that Rob would diss me
That faggot, that punk, he's soft a sissy
I'm driving around now with three of my guys
The war is on and I'm on the rise

We rolled right up to his favorite hang out
Said, "Hello", and then the bullets rang out
Some fired back so we took cover
And all I could think about was my brother

Rob jumped up and began to run
Busting shots hoping to hit someone
So I just stopped, and let off three shots
Two hit him and one hit a cop

I threw the gun down and began to shout
"Come on I got him, it's time to break out"
But as we ran there were the boys in blue
Pointing their guns at my four man crew

They shot down one, they shot down two
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?
(Love's gonna get you)
(Love's gonna get you)
(Love's gonna get you)

You know a lot of people believe
That that word love is real soft
But when you use it in your vocabulary
Like your addicted to it, it sneaks right up
And takes you right out

So, for future reference remember
It's alright to like or want a material item
But when you fall in love with it
And you start scheming and carryin' on for it
Just remember, it's gonna get'cha

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Taking Everything - Lyrics - Gerald Levert

Title: Taking Everything
Artist: Gerald Levert
Composer(s): Antoinette Roberson, Gerald Levert, Darrell Allamby, Lincoln Browder

Lyric:
To my heart
To my car
To my crib
My kids, everything

Never thought you bring me so much pain
Lord knows I tried to keep you happy, girl in every way
I'm on the road doing my thing, trying to keep you laced
Trying to keep a smile upon your face, girl

Put all my happiness in vain
Or did I place in you a little too much faith
Now nothing memories
Never thought that this would be the price I had to pay

You took my heart, you took my car
You took my crib, yes, you did
Got the nerve to take my kids
Got the nerve to take my kids

Took my love and my life
Girl, you took my soul
Taking everything from me
Taking everything from me

You took my heart, girl, you took my car
And you took my crib, tryin' to take my kids
Girl, you took my love, then you took my soul
Taking everything

Everything, everything
Everything, everything

And now I'm sitting all alone
Trying to figure out where you and I went wrong
You know it makes me wanna cry
Just thinking about it makes me wanna lay down and die

For the life of me I don't know how
That you could take for granted and disregard our sacred vows
Now nothing memories
Never thought that this would be the price I'd have to pay

You took my heart
Girl, you took my, my car
Tryin' to take my crib, girl
You got the nerve to take my kids
Got the nerve to take my kids

And take my love, love, love, love
And my life, girl, you took my soul, yeah
Taking everything from me
Taking everything from me

You took my heart, my car
My crib, my, my kids, my kids
My love, soul

Everything
Everything, everything
Everything, everything

Now I ain't never been no fool, I've always tried to keep my cool
I was faithful and true, never bruised you or used you
Even though sometimes you make me want to
But I loved you

You should try to understand, girl, I was your man
My life was in your hands, baby
My love was shinning over there
But this wasn't part of your plan
No, no, no, no

What about the plans we had?
Now you're gone and I'm just gonna be a weekend dad, baby
Can I call you baby? Or is that just a passing thing, babe
Listen to this sad song I sing, yeah
What about the ring, what about the ring? Oh, ho

Now you going away in my car, girl, you can have the crib
But won't you give me back my kids
How am I supposed to live?
Oh baby, without love, without love, babe
She given me

My life, all my life, I'd thought we'd live forever
Said we'd be together
And you would never, never, never, never, never
Never, never, ever, ever, leave, me

Take my
Heart, crib, cars, kids, love, life, souls from me
My cars, heart, crib, kids, my kids and now
You would never, never, never leave me

Oh, no, oh oh, so oh
Why? How could you
Ah, You took everything

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Fashion Rules - Lyrics - Chicks On Speed

Title: Fashion Rules
Artist: Chicks On Speed
Composer(s): Tobias Neumann, Kathrin Moorse, Alex Murray-Leslie, Thies Muenther, Gerhard Potuznik, Melissa Logan

Lyric:
Fashion rules

You fashion people in your camouflage wear
You think you're really quite out there
But the fashions you wear, aren't so cool
You really should go back your Old Skool

And Martine hides behind those stripes
The T-shirts, yeah, that's what she likes
Nicking off with logo's at Cartier
The grand Mister D or Charlie some say

Dress up dummies for a little while
Crash the crash party in real Chicks style
Karl and his lens, like to watch
King of the thing, but we don't give ah

Gucci's got the monopoly, fifty handbags
It's victim luxury, Voguefied in 0-1
Enough with that fake, it's said and done

Fashion is for fashion people
It's hard to be cool if
You don't follow these rules
Fashion is for fashion people
Get out there now and break the rules

Bless the dress, you're outta style
You're a brainwash victim for a while
Off with their heads is what we say
Marie-Antoinette, it's the only way

You're a model and you walk the beat
They even told you what to eat
Bacteria inbred in fashion schools
Get out there now and break the rules

Fashion is for fashion people
It's hard to be cool if
You don't follow these rules
Fashion is for fashion people
Get out there now and break the rules

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As I Recall It - Lyrics - Donovan

Title: As I Recall It
Artist: Donovan
Composer(s): Donovan Leitch

Lyric:
As I recall it, the sun was high
Yellow in the blue, blue sky
You couldn't quite make out this boy
He used life as a toy

In a Marie-Antoinette room
We were introduced soon
I was me and you were you
And how do you do?

Raggedy and tousle-haired
He looked as though he never cared
To run a comb where a comb should run
Freckles from the sun

Many good times we have had
We been happy, we been sad
But I think we both feel glad
That this life is so mad, mad, mad

As I recall it, the sun was high
If I remember, the sun was high
You couldn't quite make out this boy
He used life as a toy

Many good times we have had
We been happy baby we been sad
But I think we both feel glad
That this life is so mad

As I recall it, the sun was high
Yellow in the blue, blue sky
You couldn't quite make out this boy
He used life as a toy, yeah!

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The Power - Lyrics - H Blockx

Title: The Power
Artist: H Blockx
Composer(s): Benito Benites, John Virgo Garrett Iii, Antoinette Colandreo

Lyric:
From the crack of the whip I attack
Front to back in this thing called rap
Diggi dig it like shovel rhyme Devil on a heavenly level
Bang the bass turn up the treble
Radical mind day and night all the time
Seven, fourteen, wise, divine
Maniac, brainiac, winning the game
I'm the miracle Jesse James

I've got the power
I've got the power
I've got the power
I've got the power
Yea, yea, yea, yea

Quality, I possess some say I'm fresh
When my voice goes through the mesh of the
Microphone that I am holding
Copy written lyrics so they can't be stolen
If they are H-Blockx don't need the police
So try to save them your voice will sink
So please stay off my back
Or I will attack and you don't want that

I've got the power
I've got the power
I've got the power
I've got the power
Yea, yea, yea, yea

[incomprehensible]

Like a demon I'm steaming, like a crook I'm fiending
Tell the opposition color whip creaming
Shredding skim with the lyrics rhyme breaking the bone
Through your soul with the tone of my microphone
In this game of life I will try to survive
And take your time you bring us all nose jive
Superman's strong, even in my last hour
H-Blockx in the house T-Love we got the power

I've got the power
I've got the power
I've got the power
I've got the power
Sing along
I've got the power
I've got the power
Stand up, scream
I've got the power
I've got the power
Aha
I've got the power

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The Day The Niggaz Took Over - Lyrics - The Chronic - Dr. Dre

Title: The Day The Niggaz Took Over
Album: The Chronic
Artist: Dr. Dre
Composer(s): Lawrence Parker, Antoinette Colandero, Eric Collins, Delmar Arnaud, Cordozar Broadus, Andre R Young

Lyric:
I'ma say this and I'ma gettin mine. If you ain't down for the Africans
Here in the United States, period point blank. If you ain't down for the
Ones that suffer in South Africa from apartheid and shit. Devil you need to
Step your punk ass to the side and let us brothers and us Africans step in
And start puttin some funk in that ass
Break em off sometin

I got my finger on the trigger so niggaz wonder why
But livin in the city it's do-or-die

They wonder where me bailin and don't really understand
The reason why they take me life and me?hand
Me not out for peace and me not Rodney King
Me gun goes click, me gun goes bang
Them riot in Compton and them riot in Long Beach
Them rion in they Lakers and don't really wanna see
Niggaz start to loot and police start to shoot
Lock it down at seven o'clock, then again it's like Beirut
Me don't show no love 'cause it's us against them
Them never ever love me 'cause it's sport to break de
And kill at my own risk if I may
Delay to spray with my AK and put it to rest

Yes we have. There have been riots, ahh, rioting, well I don't wanna say
Rioting but there's been looting downtown, but right now Bree, what I want
To show you is, they have started fires down at the end of the street

How many niggaz are ready to lose?
Yeah, so what you wanna do?
What you wanna do?
I said how many niggas are ready to lose
Got myself an Uzi and my brother a 9

Nobody told us today, in otherwords
You're still a slave. No matter how
Much money you got, you still ain't shit

Sittin in my livin room calm and collected
Feelin mad, gotta get mine respected
'Cause what I just heard broke me in half
And half the niggaz I know, plus the niggaz on the Row, is bailin
Laugh now but cry much later
Ya see when niggas get together they get mad 'cause they can't fade us
Like my niggas from South Central, Los Angeles
They find that they couldn't handle us
Bloods, Crips on the same squad
With the Ese's thumpin, nigga it's time ta rob and mob
(And break the white man off somthin lovely, biddy-bye-bye
I don't love dem so they can't love me)
Yo straight puttin down gettin my scoot on
Let's jump in off in Compton so I gots ta get my loot on
And come up on me some furniture or sometin
Got a VCR
In the back of my car
That I ganked from the Slauson Swap Meet
And motherfuckers better not try to stop me
'Cause they will see that I can't be stopped
'Cause I'ma cock my Glock and pop til they all drop

There has been videotape and you can see of the, aah, some of the crowd
Throwin things at the officers
And swingin at them as well. Like there was a young woman there. You see
She took a swing at an officer with some object in her hand

How many niggaz are ready to lose?
Yeah, so what you wanna do?
What you wanna do?
I said how many niggas are ready to lose
Got myself an Uzi and my brother a 9

I got my finger on the trigger so niggaz wonder why
But livin in the city it's do-or-die

One-time trigger happy, no nigga love
187 Time, time to grab the glove
Can't get prints so a 9 I throw away
Or get prints so my Uzi witta spray
POP POP POP another motherfucker drop
And I get relived like *?Bop Bop says?*
Smash, I crashed his head like a window
I ain't no dead do', I'm high off the indo
Creepin with the quickness to the cut
Bust one to his head while he munches on that donut
And cracker so now he best to back up
I guess I gots ta pack up, fillin the clip up, I zip up-
Town, the motherfuckin cops are all around
Helicopters flyin
These motherfuckers tryin
To catch me and stretch me on Death Row
But hell no's the poor black refuse to go

This is now coverin a very, very wide area of Los Angeles where these
Fires have been, aah, ignited. I mean, from here to the, aah, to the south
End of South Central is a long way
Break em off sometin

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What`s It Gonna Be - Lyrics - Extinction Level Event - Busta Rhymes

Title: What`s It Gonna Be
Album: Extinction Level Event
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Busta (Trevor Smi Rhymes, Antoinette Roberson, Darrell Allamby

Lyric:
Ah ah
Ah ah
Ah, ah, c'mon
Ah, ah, ah uh uh-uh
Uhhh, ahhh
Yeah, Busta Rhymes
Janet Jackson, here we go, one time!

Baby just tell me just how you feel
We livin' it, I'm just givin' it to you real, baby c'mon
Every time we crossin' the borderline
Be giving it to you makin' you feel fine, turn the heat up
Better believe we gon' shine, make your body wind
Baby the pleasure is all mine, to my people
Who be regulating the dance floor
Better step to your business and handle yours, how we do it?

Making your people just wanna bounce and get busy
Because you know that we always'll hit you off, what you say?
You wondering why you feeling the force
And don't you worry 'cause yo we ready to floss
Mohicans'll always a put you on
And blow the spot 'til the very second I'm gone, get your groove on
Now that you tired I hope your body recoupin'
Because we keepin' you movin' that's what we doin' and you know we're

Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet
(Yeah, yeah, gonna make your body wet)
Gonna make, gonna make your body scream again
(Yeah yeah, make your body just scream out yeah yeah)
Gonna make, gonna make you think of naughty things
(Ha ha, make you think of naughty things)
Like me on you
(Or me on you)
And you on me
(Yeah, what it's gon' be?)
What's it gonna be?

Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet
(Ah, ah, ah, make your body wet, c'mon)
Gonna make, gonna make your body scream again
(Hah, make your body scream yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body cream
(Make your body cream)
Make you have wet dreams
(Make you have wet dreams)
What what what, what's it gonna be?
(What, what, what)

Party people, seeing you waving your hand high
Hot shit, burning you making your ass fry, baby c'mon
Give you the shit what that make you quiver while I deliver
The shit that'll hit you right in your liver
Always sound scannin', we never leavin' you hangin'
I'm always doin' my thang and my music always be bangin', so check it
You know we be always movin' the crowd

Type of feeling that make you wanna go play it loud, whatup?
When we come and hit you
Best believe, we really gon' get you
Light up whatever you wanna flaunt
'Cause we be dippin' it baby, so what you want? Here we go
Paintin' the picture we keep it hot in the winter
Now big up my people you know I'm always wit you, Flipmode
We blowin' and takin' over the planet, full blast
Hittin' with Busta Rhymes and Janet and you know we're gonna

Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet
(Yeah, yeah, gonna make your body wet)
Gonna make, gonna make your body scream again
(Yeah gonna make your body just scream out yeah yeah)
Gonna make, gonna make you think of naughty things
(Ha ha, make you think of naughty things)
Like me on you
(Or me on you)
And you on me
What it's gon' be?
(What's it gonna be?)

Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet
(Ah, ah, ah, make your body wet, c'mon)
Gonna make, gonna make your body scream again
(Hah, make your body scream yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body cream
(Gonna make your body cream)
Make you have wet dreams
(Make you have wet dreams)
What what what, what's it gonna be?
(What, what, what, what, what?)

We gonna make your body feel wet, wet
We gonna make your body say yeah, yeah
I wanna know where my road dawgs is it
I wanna know where my live women is at, where you at?
We gonna make your body feel wet, wet
We gonna make your body say yeah, yes
Now everybody wave your hand real high, real high

And let me see you all put em up in the sky, c'mon
Makin' my niggaz just say ho, word up
And makin' you women just say ah, baby c'mon
Bringin' it to you in many ways
We makin' and takin' you people right through another phase, c'mon
We rocking it baby, that's how we dropping it baby
There ain't no stopping it baby, I know we driving you crazy
And then we hit with the greatest of all times
No matter what you do baby, we gon' shine and you know we're gonna

Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet
(Yeah, yeah, gonna make your body wet)
Gonna make, gonna make your body scream again
(Yeah yeah, make your body just scream again yeah yeah)
Gonna make, gonna make you think of naughty things
(Make you think of naughty things)
Like me on you
(Or me on you)
And you on me
(Yeah, what it's gon' be?)
What's it gonna be?

Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet
(Ah, yeah, gonna make your body wet)
Gonna make, gonna make your body scream again
(Hah, gonna make your body scream yeah yeah)
Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body cream
(Hah, gonna make your body cream)
Make you have wet dreams
(Make you have wet dreams)
What what what, what's it gonna be?
(What what what what what what's it gonna be?)

Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet
(Yeah, yeah, gonna make your body wet, girl)
Gonna make, gonna make your body scream again
(Hah yeah, gonna make your body scream again yeah yeah)
Gonna make, gonna make you think of naughty things
(Ha ha, make you think of naughty things)
Like me on you
(Or me on you)
And you on me
(What it's gon' be?)
What's it gonna be?

Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet
(Ah, yeah gonna make your body feel wet, girl)
Gonna make, gonna make your body scream again
(Hah, make your body scream again, yeah yeah)
Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body cream
(Gonna make your body cream)
Make you have wet dreams
(Make you have wet dreams)
What what what, what's it gonna be?
(What what what what what what)

Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet
(Gonna make your body wet, girl)
Gonna make, gonna make your body scream again
(Yeah, gonna make your body just scream out yeah yeah, yeah, yeah)
Gonna make, gonna make you think of naughty things
(Ha ha, make you think of naughty things)
Like me on you
(Like me on you)
And you on me
(Yeah, what it's gon' be?)
What's it gonna be?

Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body wet
(Ah, gonna make your body feel wet, yeah)
Gonna make, gonna make your body scream again
(Hah, gonna make your body scream again, yeah yeah)
Gonna make, gonna make, gonna make your body cream
(Gonna make your body cream)
Make you have wet dreams
(Make you have wet dreams)
What what what, what's it gonna be?
(What what what what what, what's it gonna be?)

What wha-what, what, what what it's gon' be?
Busta Rhymes, and Janet Jackson
Finally
Flipmode baby what?
Yeah yeah, what it's gonna be?
What it's gon' be?
What it's gon' be?
What's it gonna be?
What what what, wha-what what?
Yeah
Uh uh uh, ah ah, ah ah, ah, ah-ah
Close the door nigga
(Yes)

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Ain'T That Just Like A Woman - Lyrics - Alice Cooper

Title: Ain'T That Just Like A Woman
Artist: Alice Cooper
Composer(s): C Demitrius, F Moore

Lyric:
There was Adam, happy as a man could be
Till Eve got him messin' with that old apple tree
Ain't that just like a woman?
Yeah, ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
They'll do it every time

Lot took his wife down to the cornerstore for a malted
She wouldn't mind her business, boy did she get salted
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
Yeah, that's just like a woman, they'll do it every time

Samson thought Delilah was on the square
Till one night she clipped him for all his hair
Ain't that just like a woman?
Yes, that's just like a woman
Ain't that just like a woman?
They'll do it every time, sure will

From our history books we all learned
That Nero fiddled while Rome was burned
Ain't that just like a woman?
Hey, just like a woman?
That's just like a woman?
They'll do it every time

Marie Antoinette met
Some hungry cats at the gate
They was crying for bread
She said, "Let them eat cake"

Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
Yeah, that's just like a woman?
They'll do it every time, I'm sure will

You can buy a woman clothes
And give her money on the side
No matter what you do
She ain't never satisfied

It's just like a woman?
That's just like a woman?
It's just like a woman?
Many, they'll do it every time

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Seven - Lyrics - 702 - 702

Title: Seven
Album: 702
Artist: 702
Composer(s): Antoinette Roberson, Maurice Demetrio Wilcher, Kamal Machicote

Lyric:
For so long
I was the one that you leaned on
Can't pretend 'cause my love is true
It should be me and you babe

Always knew someday
That we would have a family
Don't know what to do
'Cause in a week you're gettin' married, I got

Seven whole days and seven whole nights
It's not much time to make you mine
Knowin' that girl should be here with me
I can't deny, my love I can't hide

Seven whole days and seven whole nights
To make you see you should be lovin' me
Whatever you want gon' make you feel right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don't wanna hurt her
But ya leavin' me, I just can't conceive
It may not seem fair but in love and war
There are no casualties

I just want what's mine
Boy ya makin' fair what belongs to me
I'm gon' change your mind and I guarantee
You gon' be leavin' with me

Seven whole days and seven whole nights
It's not much time to make you mine
Knowin' that girl should be here with me
I can't deny, my love I can't hide

Seven whole days and seven whole nights
To make you see you should be lovin' me
Whatever you want gon' make you feel right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Seven whole days and seven whole nights
It's not much time to make you mine
Knowin' that girl should be here with me
I can't deny, my love I can't hide

Seven whole days and seven whole nights
To make you see you should be lovin' me
Whatever you want gon' make you feel right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Flowers are coming today
I hope she hasn't picked out a dress already
I hope she picked out a ring that I'll like
'Cause it's going to be on my finger tonight

Seven whole days and seven whole nights
It's not much time to make you mine
Knowin' that girl should be here with me
Can't deny, my love I can't hide

Seven whole days and seven whole nights
To make you see you should be lovin' me
Whatever you want gon' make you feel right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Seven whole days and seven whole nights
It's not much time to make you mine
Knowin' that girl should be here with me
Can't deny, the love I can't hide

Seven whole days and seven whole nights
To make you see you should be lovin' me
Whatever you want gon' make you feel right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Seven whole days and seven whole nights
It's not much time to make you mine
Knowin' that girl should be here with me
I can't deny, my love I can't hide, no, no

Seven whole days and seven whole nights
To make you see you should be lovin' me
Whatever you want gon' make you feel right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Seven whole days and seven whole nights
It's not much time to make you mine
Knowin' that girl should be here with me

Seven whole days and seven whole nights
To make you see you should be lovin' me
Whatever you want gon' make you feel right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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My Body - Lyrics - Lsg

Title: My Body
Artist: Lsg
Composer(s): Antoinette Roberson, Darrell Allamby, Lincoln C. Browder

Lyric:
Body

My body, your body
(All over your body, baby)
My body, your body
My body, your body
(All over my body, girl)

My body, your body
All over my body girl
My body, your body
(All over your body, baby)
My body, your body

My body, your body
(All over my body)
My body, your body
My body, your body
All over my body, girl

In the middle of the night
When my body's feenin' for you, baby
Gotta call you up and let you know
It's what I'm feelin', baby

Nine one one zero zero twenty-four
Baby, it's an emergency
I'm callin' 'cuz gotta have some more
How would you like if I lay you down
(If I lay you down)
Would you like it if I was to sex you down

I can't think about nothing else
You sentulate me with your love
It ain't no secret, girl
Your body fits me like a glove

My body all over your body, babe
(Baby, it's your body, babe)
Your body all over my body, babe
(Yours over mine)
My body all over your body
It's your body, baby
(It's yours all over, over your body, babe)

My body all over your body, babe
(It's your body, yeah)
Your body all over my body, babe
(I cling to your body, baby)
My body all over your body
(Baby, it's your body, babe)
Oh, it's your body babe
All over my body, girl

Wanna fill you up till your river flows all over me
Wanna feel your precious treasure
Wrapped around me, oh, so tightly
In, out, I wanna hear you shout

Won't you come on, baby, let me break you off
I guarantee I'll turn you out
How would you like if I lay you down
Would you like it if I was to sex you down

Baby, girl stop fighting you know
You want me just like I want you
Never had a lover that would do
The things that Johnny can do

My body all over your body, babe
(It's your, yeah)
Your body all over my body, babe
(Said, it's your body)
My body all over your body
It's your body, babe
(It's yours body, babe)
All over my body, babe
(My body)

My body all over your body, babe
(Said, it feels so good)
Your body all over my body, babe
(Said, it feels so nice, so nice)
My body all over your body
(It's your body, babe)
Oh, it's your body, baby
If I beg, please, play on

My, my, my body, yeah
Keep on playin' on

It's your body, body, body, body, body
Your sexy body, all over my body, babe
It's your body, body, body, body, body
Your fine body, all over my body
(Baby, it's your body)

My body all over your body, babe
(My body all over your body)
Your body all over my body, baby
(Could you feel me, baby)
My body all over your body
(Oh)
It's your body, babe
(Yeah)
All over your body
(Give me your body, baby)

My body all over your body
(All over your body)
Your body all over my body)
(It's all I need, all I want)
(Can't you feel me)
My body all over your body
(Oh, baby, it's your body, baby)
Oh, it's your body, babe
Feel me, your body

It's your body, baby

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Ain'T That Just Like A Woman - Lyrics - Chuck Berry

Title: Ain'T That Just Like A Woman
Artist: Chuck Berry
Composer(s): C Demitrius, F Moore

Lyric:
There was Adam
Happy as a man could be
'Til Eve got him messing
With that old apple tree

Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
They'll do it every time

Lot took his wife
Down to the corner for a malted
She wouldn't mind her business
Boy, did she get salted

Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
They'll do it every time

Samson thought Delilah
Was on the square
'Til one night
She clipped him all his hair

Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
They'll do it every time

From our history books
We all learned
Nero fiddled
While Rome was burned

Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
They'll do it every time

Marie Antoinette met
Some hungry cats at the gate
They was crying for bread
She said, "Let them eat cake"

Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
They'll do it every time

You can buy a woman clothes
And give her money on the side
No matter what you do
She ain't never satisfied

Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
They'll do it every time

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Ain'T That Just Like A Woman - Lyrics - Best of B.B. King, Vol. 1 - B.B. King

Title: Ain'T That Just Like A Woman
Album: Best of B.B. King, Vol. 1
Artist: B.B. King
Composer(s): C Demitrius, F Moore

Lyric:
There was Adam, happy as a man could be
Till Eve got him messin' with that old apple tree
Ain't that just like a woman? Yeah just like a woman
Ain't that just like a woman, they'll do it every time

Lot took his wife down to the corner for a malted
She wouldn't mind her business, boy, did she get salted
Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman?
Hey just like a woman, they'll do it every time

Samson thought Delilah was on the square
Till one night she clipped him all his hair
It's just like a woman, ain't that just like a woman?
Yeah just like a woman, man they'll do it every time

From our history books we all learned
Nero fiddled while Rome was burning
That's just like a woman? Hey just like a woman
That's just like a woman they'll do it every time

Marie Antoinette met some hungry cats at the gate
They was crying for bread, she said, let them eat cake
Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman?
Yeah that's just like a woman, they'll do it every time, sure will

You can buy a woman clothes, give her money on the side
No matter what you do she ain't never satisfied
It's just like a woman, yeah that's just like a woman?
Hey hey that's just like a woman, man they'll do it every time

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Love'S Gonna Get'Cha (Material Love) - Lyrics - A Retrospective - Krs One

Title: Love'S Gonna Get'Cha (Material Love)
Album: A Retrospective
Artist: Krs One
Composer(s): Lawrence Parker, Antoinette Colandreo

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Lyric:
You know, that's why man I've been telling
You all the time man, you know love
That word love is a very serious thing
And if you don't watch out, I tell ya that
(Love's gonna get you)
(Love's gonna get you)

Because a lot of people out here say
I love my car or I love my chain or or
I'm just in love with that girl over there

So far all the people out there
That fall in love with material items
We gonna bump the beat
A lil' something like this

I'm in junior high with a B plus grade
At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade
I walk from school to my mom's apartment
I gotta tell the suckers everyday, "Don't start it"

'Cause where I'm at if your soft your lost
To say on course means to roll with force
A boy named Rob is chillin' in a Benz
In front of my building with the rest of his friends

I give him a pound, oh, I mean I shake his hand
He's the neighborhood drug dealer, my man
I go upstair and hug my mother
Kiss my sister, and punch my brother

I sit down on my bed to watch some TV
Do my ears deceive me?
Nope, that's the fourth time this week
Another fast brother shot dead in the street

The very next day while I'm off to class
My mom goes to work cold busting her ass
My sisters cute but she got no gear
I got three pairs of pants and with my brother I share

See there in school, see I'm made a fool
With one and a half pair of pant, you ain't cool
But there's no dollars for nothing else
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf

Every day I see my mother struggling
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin'
I look for work, I get dissed like a jerk
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob

So here comes Rob, he's cold and shivery
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery
I do it once, I do it twice
Now there's steak with the beans and rice

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal
My sister's gear now has sex appeal
My brother's my partner and we're getting paper
Three months later we run our own caper

My family's happy everything is new
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?
That's why
(Love's gonna get you)
(Love's gonna get you)
(Love's gonna get you)

You fall in love with your chain
You fall in love with your car
Love's gonna sneak right up and snuff you from behind
So I want you to check the story out as we go down the line

Money's flowing, everything is fine
Got myself an Uzi and my brother a nine
Business is boomin', everything is cool
I pull about a G a week, fuck school

A year goes by and I begin to grow
Not in height but juice and cash flow
I pick up my feet and begin to watch TV
'Cause now I got other people working for me

I got a 55 inch television you know
And every once in awhile I hear 'Just say no'
Or the other commercial I love
Is when they say, this is your brain on drugs

I pick up my remote control and just turn
'Cause with that bullshit I'm not concerned
See me and my brother jump in the BM
Driving around our territory again

I stop at the light like a superstar
And automatic weapons cold sprayed my car
I hit the accelerator scared as shit
And drove one block to find my brother was hit
He wasn't dead but the blood was pouring
And all I could think about was war and

Later I found that it was Rob and his crew
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?
You know that's why
(Love's gonna get you)
(Love's gonna get you)
(Love's gonna get you)

That word love is very very serious
Very addictive, my brothers out of it
But I'm still in it
On top of that I'm in it to win it

I can't believe that Rob would diss me
That faggot, that punk, he's soft a sissy
I'm driving around now with three of my guys
The war is on and I'm on the rise

We rolled right up to his favorite hang out
Said, "Hello", and then the bullets rang out
Some fired back so we took cover
And all I could think about was my brother

Rob jumped up and began to run
Busting shots hoping to hit someone
So I just stopped, and let off three shots
Two hit him and one hit a cop

I threw the gun down and began to shout
"Come on I got him, it's time to break out"
But as we ran there were the boys in blue
Pointing their guns at my four man crew

They shot down one, they shot down two
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?
(Love's gonna get you)
(Love's gonna get you)
(Love's gonna get you)

You know a lot of people believe
That that word love is real soft
But when you use it in your vocabulary
Like your addicted to it, it sneaks right up
And takes you right out

So, for future reference remember
It's alright to like or want a material item
But when you fall in love with it
And you start scheming and carryin' on for it
Just remember, it's gonna get'cha

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