Blend As Well - Lyrics - Coalesce

Title: Blend As Well
Artist: Coalesce
Composer(s): James Dewees, Stacy Hilt, Sean Ingram, Jes Steineger

Lyric:
What makes you think
You deserve the sediment of my truth?
You should expect me to be so honest
I owe you nothing, no blue prints for growth
I can barely begin to tackle myself

A friend is a foreign term
Good, better, best, intangible
Please, one at a time, it's all they can handle
Please, let me blend as well, it's always too much

Cover at the repercussions of honesty
It means nothing, yet still the world hanging on every word
Violence is no motive to communicate
Come unto me in all your glory
All consuming in this childish pride

Your blows so soothing, is this proof?
This does not cancel any options
Broken idols, so comical
I won't accept anything less
Than absence of prostituted smiles

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A Certain Cemetery - Lyrics - Pretty Girls Make Graves

Title: A Certain Cemetery
Artist: Pretty Girls Make Graves
Composer(s): Jason Crowe Clark, Nathan Patrick Johnson, Nicholas Aaron Dewitt, Derek James Fudesco, Andrea Nicole Zollo

Lyric:
What do you do when your angels
Have all flown away?
There's an ache through my body
That won't go away

There's a picture that we took last fall
See there, you haven't aged at all
But, you have a smile, I haven't seen around
Lately, you're as dark as this town

And I know it seems like nothing changes
Days go by and we just age
Well, killing time can feel so right
In your bedroom without the lights

Let's get old together
Make promises and lie but never
Let this city get the best of us
Grow apart from the things we love

Make a wish with a coin in a fountain
They pound the floor when they say we're
Making too much noise in the apartment below
We've got no morning jobs to go to

Late night dreams and a whole lot of wishing
All the secrets that we're not telling
Cities sometimes blend together
And it feels we've been away forever

We should really only have one care
To get back to the room that we both share

So whisper and tell me where I went wrong
Tell me why everything around you lost it's shine
Why nothing glows?

Tell me why you're waiting
Or what you're waiting for
Never see when opportunity is at your door

Let's get out of this mess
No one will even know we left
No use in dwelling on the things you'll soon forget

When this is over
Well, it's over
It's alright, it's alright

When this is over
Well, it's over
It's alright, it's alright

When this is over
Well, it's over
It's alright, it's alright

When this is over
Well, it's over
It's alright, it's alright

When this is over
Well, it's over
It's alright, it's alright

When this is over
Well, it's over
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright

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Crazy Rap - Lyrics - The Good Times - Afroman

Title: Crazy Rap
Album: The Good Times
Artist: Afroman
Composer(s): Joseph Foreman

Lyric:
Wait a minute, man, hey, check this out, tell it
It was this blind man, right?
Man, check this out it was this blind man, right?
He was feelin' his way down the street with this stick, right?
Hey, he walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'?

He stopped, he took a deep breath, he said
?Woo, good morning ladies?, you like that shit, man?
Hey, man, I got a gang of that shit, man, I tell you what
My man on the guitar, fool on the drums

Everybody just crowd around the mic
I'll tell you all these mutha-fuckin' jokes
But first, I'ma start it off like this
Hey, help me sing it, homeboy

Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby, that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns
Singing them dirty rap songs stop and hit the bong
Like Cheech and Chong, sell tapes from here to Hong Kong

So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin' high as hell flyin' through Palm Dale, skatin' on Dayton rims
So roll, roll the '83 Cadillac Coup de Ville
If my tapes and my CD's just don't sell, I bet my caddy will

Well, it was just sundown in a small white town
They call it East Side Palm Dale
When the Afroman walked through the white land
Houses went up for sale
Well, I was standin' on the corner sellin' rap CD's
When I met a little girl named Jan

I let her ride in my Caddy 'cause I didn't know
Her daddy was the leader of the Klu Klux Klan
We fucked on the bed, fucked on the flo'
Fucked so long, I grew a fuckin' afro
Then I fucked to the left, fucked to the right
She sucked my dick till the shit turned white

I thought to myself, ?Sheba, Sheba
Got my ass lookin' like a zebra?
I pulled on my clothes and I was on my way
Until her daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet
I ran, I jumped out the back window
But her daddy, he was waitin' with a 2 x 4

Oh, he beat me to the left, he beat me to the right
The mutha-fucker whooped my ass all night
But I ain't mad at her prejudiced dad
That's the best damn pussy I ever had
I got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine
I'm a fuck that bitch just one more time

Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns
Singing them dirty rap songs stop and hit the bong
Like Cheech and Chong, sell tapes from here to Hong Kong

So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin' high as hell flyin' through Palm Dale, skatin' on Dayton rims
So roll, roll the '83 Cadillac Coup De Ville
If my tapes and my CD's just don't sell, I bet my caddy will

I met this lady in Hollywood, she had green hair
But damn she looked good
I took her to my house, 'cause she was fine
But she whipped out a dick that was bigger than mine
I met this lady from Japan, never made love with an African

I fucked her once, I fucked her twice
I ate that pussy like shrimp fried rice
Don't be amazed at the stories I tell ya
I met a woman in the heart of Australia
Had a big butt and big titties, too
So I hopped in her ass like a kangaroo

See, I met this lady from Hawaii
Stuck it in her ass, and she said, ?Aie?
Lips was breakfast, pussy was lunch
Then her titties busted open with Hawaiian Punch
Met Colonel Sander's wife in the state of Kentucky

She said, ?I'll fry some chicken if you just fuck me?
I came in her mouth it was a crisis
I gave her my secret blend of herbs and spices

Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns
Singing them dirty rap songs stop and hit the bong
Like Cheech and Chong, sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
Hey, wait a minute man, check this out

I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee
Her titties were filled with Hennessey
That country music nearly drove me crazy
But I rode that ass and said, ?Yes, Miss Daisy?
Met this lady in Oklahoma put that pussy in a coma
Met this lady in Michigan, I can't wait till I fuck that bitch again

Met a real black girl in South Carolina
Fucked her till she turned into a white albino
Fucked this hooker in Iowa, I fucked her on credit, so I owe her
Fucked this girl, down in Georgia, came in her mouth
Man, I thought I told ya

Met this beautiful sexy ho
She just ran 'cross the border of Mexico
Fine young thing, said her name's Maria
I wrapped her up just like a Hot Tortilla
I wanna get married, but I can't afford it
I know I'ma cry when she gets deported

Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns
Singing them dirty rap songs stop and hit the bong
Like Cheech and Chong, sell tapes from here to Hong Kong

Have you ever went over to a girl's house to fuck
But the pussy just ain't no good?
(Say what?)
And then you're getting' upset 'cause you can't get her wet
Plus you in the wrong neighborhood?

So you try to play it off and eat the pussy
But it takes her so long to come
(Say what?)
Then a dude walks in, that's her big boyfriend
And he asks you where you from?
(Where you from, man?)

So you wipe your mouth, and you try to explain
(I don't bang)
You start talkin' real fast
But he's already mad, 'cause you fuckin' his wife
So he starts beatin' on your ass

Now your clothes all muddy, your nose all bloody
Your dick was hard but now it's soft
(What?)
You thought you had a girl to rock your world
Now you still gotta go jack off

Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed

Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed

Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed
...

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Trapped On The Dance Floor - Lyrics - Will Smith

Title: Trapped On The Dance Floor
Artist: Will Smith
Composer(s): Marston E. Freeman, J Mccall, C Abrahms, Willard C. Smith, Don Abrams, Jeffrey Townes, S Crudup

Lyric:
You're trapped on the dance floor
It's locked, there's no escape
There's no eat, no drink, can't take a break
No seat to sit down, you gotta stand up

The record on the wheel reacts like a handcuff
You're in a cage and this groove will bound you
People in the club like bars around you
The doors open up and the people are boarding

Here are the prisoners, the DJ is the warden
Your mind is useless, instinct takes control
Jam to techno, groove to soul to soul
You been arrested, now you're being tested

The beat is a sex fiend, you're being molested
Stead drum kicks like pistol in spinal
You gotta dance and get round like a Rhino
The DJ cuts with a knife like a surgery

Sayin' that the slice ain't nice that's perjury
The music infiltrates you, mutates you
Grabs you, holds you, moulds you and let you
Do things you wouldn't-a otherwise done

Like shake, rattle, roll, pump, twist and then some
Ain't no law here, you can't protest this
Stop looking around, it ain't no oasis
You can't leave till the man pulls the needle

Take that as a warning
Take heed or I'll quicken the pitch and make you dance faster
The drum is the whip, bass line is the master
The temperature's a 100 and yet you still want more
You're a slave and you're trapped on the dance floor

Oh oh I'm trapped like a [unverified]
I can't get out
Can't you see I'm trapped?
Can't you see I'm so confused?
I can't get out

Now you're wondering lost in a jungle
You came in hyped up but now you're humble
Bringing out sweat in your silky wet clothes
You scream for help, blend in with the [unverified] and hoes

You try to sit but there ain't no spaces
The floor is a desert, a party oasis
I know you're on the tip for the rhyme I just did
And here's a little taste of my homeboy, El Sid

Ay a Prince it's the El Sid's version
I'm a raid on the track, I'm a hip-hop surgeon
The floor is jam-packed get away from the bar scene
The strum of the drum has you trapped like a sardine

You try to move no form of escape
The heat brings on sweat, stick on like tape
Party's like a [unverified]
Girls slim and trim on the floor, don't try to shoot for the door

This ain't the gym
The party goers every night had a scene
This mic try to respond but still trapped like in Venus
Ain't a spiff or a spoof, boy you better not goof
You about to cave in although you ain't on a roof

The rhythm track from offside's to angles
Playing the wimp fight resist strangle
You can't escape until the DJ's fingers up
So play like a phone or coat and just hang it up

The speakers pumping out sounds and hip words
Lines between the rhythm designed to equip nerds
You better jam we don't care if you hardcore
'Cause we got you trapped on the dance floor

Oh oh I'm trapped like a [unverified]
I can't get out
Can't you see I'm trapped?
Can't you see I'm so confused?
I can't get out

Oh oh I'm trapped like a [unverified]
I can't get out
Can't you see I'm trapped?
Can't you see I'm so confused?
I can't get out

Me and Prince got together just to kick our lines
No trouble at the party 'cause we're strapped with nines
Dance floor secure, don't bother tryin' to get out
You looking for the late AM this man pull red out

Nobody cause killing is mean
Got ya dancin' in the dark and dressed like Springsteen
Razzamatazz a pasazz about to rip the flesh is my man Jazz Fresh
Soon as I worked through the door I got trapped on the dance floor

See this girlie that I never saw, she was looking raw
Came a little closer then I opposed her
Then I drop the fox trot so hot that I roast her
[Unverified] planes in the damn chain, hard to explain

I did it up like I was straight outta Soul Train
Listen as I discuss this yo bust this
Like a hammer before me you can't touch this
Trapped on the floor like a vulture, part of my culture

You may even thought I was drived to faulter
Get live like a [unverified] jack that fives you the window main [unverified]
Add a little mic and Janet you can't understand it
'Cause [unverified] thought I was from another planet

Way of whipping and dipping
And sliding [unverified] of what I'm providin'
Other dancers go and hide
Like Charles [unverified] I'm prancin'

I keep the dance all night until, the party's over, the party's over
Like a cowboy at a rodeo
From mister mister dosie doe around the dance floor
Steppin' the new hardcore, I'm Jazz Fresh and I'm trapped

Oh oh I'm trapped like a [unverified]
I can't get out
Can't you see I'm trapped?
Can't you see I'm so confused?
I can't get out

Max up to step up just to keep this rap up
The time that he possesses the best in a contest
Jeff with his right and left like Jazz Fresh
No other than the brother the lover Jazzy Jeff

I'm the one dance floor at the station
[Unverified] time around quarter to ten
Times work hard, the customers scarred
Your tickets to freedom, yo you ain't gonna need 'em

Your sentence is 25 years to life
A [unverified] is your husband and wife
Trapped behind the steel, the steel of the wheels
Don't come to the party if you don't wanna know how business feels

I walk strong carry a big stick
Sell myself all packed and thick
When they sound the drum you know it's time to roll
Might as well have fun there's no parol

I set a trap and caught you like a mouse
For times ahead no chance for a halfway house
Pump the bass in all sections
Prince, Sid, and jazz my officers of correction

Cant' escape the floor cut the crime out
[Unverified] wall ain't no use tryin' to climb out
'Cause I'm running this show and it's live in here
You try to escape another five years

I got you trapped and I'm your savior
You dance real hard you might get out on good behavior
But if you don't I give you more
'Cause DJ Jazzy Jeff got you trapped on the dance floor

Oh oh I'm trapped like a [unverified]
I can't get out
Can't you see I'm trapped?
Can't you see I'm so confused?
I can't get out

Oh oh I'm trapped like a [unverified]
I can't get out
Can't you see I'm trapped?
Can't you see I'm so confused?
I can't get out

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A Trip Out Of Town - Lyrics - Anarchy - Busta Rhymes

Title: A Trip Out Of Town
Album: Anarchy
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): D Sloan, Dominick Lamb, Eugene Raskin, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Yo, it all began like, bust it
My nigga City 'bout to bounce on a trip
We met some niggas with a lot of things they want em to flip
I told my nigga get the dough and keep the blau on your hip
Travel safe, you know that I'm a hold it down on the strip
Good lookin', word to mother son I give you my wit
But when I get back, I'm a bounce straight to your crib
On the strength, son slid until you to the Greyhound
Wit a burner in the knapsack, headed straight outta town

Now, three days pass I'm still on the strip
Doin' hand to hand with twelve collapsible, stashable clips
With little magnets on the side of the clips we planted like a project
When police come we stick the clips in any metal object
Throwin' a nigga on the walls and try to search me down
I laugh knowin' that my stash'll never be found

Well anyway, on the third day, son came straight to the strip
Wit a new floss and shiny shoes on the whip
My nigga hit me with the latest, greatest
He told me get inside the whip so I can know just what the up to date is
He said he fuckin'' wit some Guyanese niggas how ill them niggas is
What kind of dough they get, and how they handle they biz
How they connect with Jamaician niggas who speak American
And how they chains swung a medallion iced out pelicans

And how they stay wit four pounders
And speak American to try to blend in
Like they ain't obvious out of towners
Okay, I've never heard of workers gettin five G's pay
For trips that last for only 2-3 day
How these Guyanese niggas be eatin' pasta but they love Zucchini
Rockin Valor tennis suits by Sergio Tecchini
Them type of cats that call you because you can't call 'em
Rockin' baseball fitters with wild animal skins on 'em

How they rock silks and tailor made pants
And get a matching bally shoe for the silk to step in the dance
Washrags hangin' from every one of our back pockets
From every fine wine to champagne them niggas'll straight cop it
And set up shops in them neighborhoods that was residential
Rock laced whips while the workers'll floss the latest rentals
How they fuck with arrogant bitches who act pussy
And love to hustle wit niggas and stash coke up in they pussy

After all of that I wanted ones
The way my nigga was talkin' so next trip I went to bounce with son
So now we out of town with Guyanese cats
Up in they gates bubbling packages and layin' wit gats
Shit was slow until the main fiend was offed
Just like a thief in the night
And spread the word that we was back with the white

Ayo why don't you tell that crack head
To close the fuckin' door and shut the fuck up
Yeah man and clean the motherfucking spot up, smell like
Break the fuckin'' breakdown in the working city
Yo go get the plates and the gym star
Yo light that up, lemme hit that, gimme a light, yeah man cut that
Fuck this shit

Yeah, see how we blowin' pa
The lookout niggas holdin' fort like they was watchtowers
Buggin' on how we went through, a half a brick every couple of hours
So on and so on, shit is good and we eatin'
First nigga to short a package will catch the most brutal beatin'
The whole town, see we now own it
Carryin' on and blemishing all in the hearts of the best moments
We stackin' cheddar now and shit is all clear
And we was growin' as workin' niggas wit aspiring ideas

We love to floss and the feeling of pushing chrome shit
But in the grand scheme these niggas'll love to have they own shit
Now these niggas was really ready to swell up
We decided to separate from them niggas and make our shit develop
Off in to the wilderness of the wicked Husid
We set up shops and watched the games begin
So now we ballin' like a motherfucker, money was sick
Gas on the cheddar and these bitches ridin' the dick

Fuckin' everything from the local McDonald's bitches
With the biggest ass
To attorney bitches that'll beat a charge fast
We used to takin' niggas' custies and leave they set up on tilt
And watch 'em angrily scheme on the shit that we built
Ain't it funny how shit transpire in fact?
Not too long after our ride we took the winner's stash, house was at
Some niggas tried to run a jook with things in they palm
Not a problem so immediately reach for the John

Right away the gun bust! Straight lifted a nigga
How we moved his organs with kickback, shifted a nigga
Wild shots fire, everybody scatter like rats
Leavin' nothing but gunpowder and a trail of smoke in these gats
Now we got this faggot nigga blood on our hands
But fuck it, determined to fulfill the best of these plans
Shit was hot but we was nowhere near ready to fall
My son said he shot, but he wasn't bleeding at all

Word, I started buggin' when my nigga said he feel cold
Then I looked up on the right side of his shirt and found a little hole
So as we continue to radically blaze the fifth
Flame the iron, not giving a fuck, y'all niggas wanna rip?
Well we deaded three out of the four niggas who tried to judge
One nigga slid and think he got off the hook
Now let me find out one out of them three niggas we bodied
Was one of them Guyanese niggas who buy drinks up for the party

He was the nigga to flood the table with champagnes
Stupid motherfucker tried to front, we had to leak his brain
Suddenly my nigga fell to the floor
And said his legs feel like them shits ain't got no feelin's no more
More the actin' up the more the shit I felt in my gut
The shit was all over as soon as the director said, "Cut!"

That's a wrap, good actin' motherfuckers, good actin'
That's the shit I'm talkin' about
Y'all ready to watch the playback?
Fuck around, that shit'll be a box office smash motherfuckers

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Pony Ride - Lyrics - De La Soul

Title: Pony Ride
Artist: De La Soul
Composer(s): Kelvin Mercer, David Jolicoeur, Vincent Mason, S Preston

Lyric:
Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I wanna do is take my time
Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I wanna do is take my time

I'ma stand up for art express, do mic test rehearsals
Eight years of man livin', ain't no edits or commercials
Flick the God like mummy, but my own want a debit
Tossin' facts and how they axis don't, spin on a limit

Ain't no need to dwell, to health I'm fakin' your jax
Ride niggaz get to sittin' to rear, so play the Parks of Rosa
Suppose I have my whole life on it
Funny how those you love, love the evil they do

I brew the medicine to heal, a bit of verbals we had
But yo' ideas of heal, is left the surface of it scabbed
Navigations nearly took me on some cruise type expense
Dispensin' me some shitty canal, I took the juice

Because I'm used to one-ways, detours and destinations
Of ways in life, I pretends the knife
Stuck in my spine'll be a symbol, how Jack can B. Nimble
But it's time to make that foggy vision crystal
We gots to get the crystal right?

Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I wanna do is take my time
Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I wanna do is take my time

Well, I don't wanna go that far
To sell my soul, I ain't gonna go that far
I'm takin' minds and hearts beyond the shinin' star
Raw dick, honey I don't wanna go that far

So listen why you riskin' your mentality against mine?
Sick of leadin' love, sick of leadin' love
Leavin' love loud faced in the vehicle of mine
Them wanna do awards, be it of nine ninety-nine, watch 'em

Profile the true fall out for so-called friends
Like mercury and water, we just don't blend
I end the game technically, you wanna stop me
True gems show affection like Jody Watley, so

Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I wanna do is take my time
Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I wanna do is take my

Take my, take my time
Take my, take my, take my time
Take my, but I don't wanna go that far

I recall kissin' on my lady, talkin' bout makin' babies
Now we made the baby, but cannot connect as legal spouses
Now me and my daughter reside in different houses
What louses up the structure, is leavin' things up to

The child lesser, than a child runnin' wild from mild pressure
Mega, negative
To live a master plan when that plan has no master
You stare at false tongues, leadin' the yung'un to disaster

Postures of this world is seen as mad crooked
Want your manhood, but man, your dad took it
We used to swallow 40's and a whole lot of pride
Nice MC's be frontin' on some whole other vibe

Just because them albums are sealed, doesn't mean
Them lyrics are untampered with, let's kill the myth
That as MC's we know it all, we all children still
No tricks for ninety-six, it's due time we build man

Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I wanna do is take my time
Just stop takin' me for a ride
'Cause all I wanna do is take my time

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Soul To Keep (For Phyllis) - Lyrics - Soulforce Revolution - 7 Seconds

Title: Soul To Keep (For Phyllis)
Album: Soulforce Revolution
Artist: 7 Seconds
Composer(s): Kevin Marvelli

Lyric:
I woke up from a dream, I could've sworn I heard the phone
Fan's blowing in the corner like it does when she's at home
Familiar desperate feeling, always cold and dark inside
I'll probably sit here hoping soon that she'll be by my side

Yeah, I saw her smile that chased the blues away
Her warmth will make it feel okay
'Cause it's one to go and one to stay, I guess it has to be that way
I found my kindred spirit, now she's with me as I sleep
And it's in her hands, up to her where she'll put my soul to keep
Soul to keep

Out there in the hard world trying to blend into the day
A thousand different faces stare, I try to look away
Well, I can feel her move within me and her voice is in my head
And with that in mind I seem to find a way back home again

Saw her smile that chased the blues away
Her warmth will make it all okay
'Cause it's one to go and one to stay, I guess it has to be that way
I found my kindred spirit, now she's with me as I sleep
And it's in her hands, up to her where she'll put my soul to keep
My soul to keep, soul to keep, soul to keep, soul to keep

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Lo - Big Ole Words (Damn) - Lyrics - Cee

Title: Lo - Big Ole Words (Damn)
Artist: Cee
Composer(s): Thomas Decarlo Callaway

Lyric:
Um hmm, okay, okay, yeah
Yeah, y'all thought I lost it

In no fashion have I lost my passion for the pen
It's just that lately life has been a lost less inspirin'
To tell you the truth trials and tribulations is very tirin'
I gotta play a little game of gimmick and gun firin'

I'm not aspirin' to be any lower or higher than
I get equal as in eye to eye again
I'm the truth, I'm complicated, I'm all ready but try again
I've got to die once to never ever die again

And what I believe within, I engrave within my skin
And one thang that I ain't is a saint without a sin
How could there be a now if there never was a then?
That is unbalanced just like the yang without the yen

I am distinguishably deeper as opposed to the paper-thin
And I breathe oxygen, and you rhymin' 'bout rocks again
You stagnant, standin' still enough to feel the world spin
I'm beginnin' to smell the end in the path of the blowin' wind

Hopefully I'm fortunate enough to spend forever with a friend
I'm slow dancin' with destiny every day until then
When I first got my big break, I said that I would never bend
And discredit my character to keep up or contend

And my belief beat baseline secrete such a special blend
I am not like them at all and I cannot pretend
I am not like you at all and I cannot pretend

Damn, that shit was funky
Ooh, heard that nigga?
Damn, Shawty Lo, c'mon

I get off on an extension or compare comprehension
I'm in a classroom of my own, I'm too far gone for competition
Yet I'm never obnoxious with my obvious ambition
Perfectly imperfect is my dimension's definition

I engage my pen pierce the page so that it bleeds my intention
With honorable mention of God's divine intervention
I'm incredible, I'm inevitable and there's no possible prevention
I'll hardly scream my dream and I'll have your undivided attention

The powers that be will be beaten into submission
And you will be able to see my revolution on television
You'll get an aneurysm fuckin' around with my head on collision
With the power to get you dead and half the dead risen

I remember when my development was arrested
I was doin' time on my mind misguided and misdirected
I was sick, so sick if I spoke to you, you'd be infected
Then my conscience was cleared of all charges
And I came out corrected

Reinvented, refined, replenished and well rested
On a mission for a medium to manifest the thoughts I collected
After that everythin' I breathed upon, I blessed it
I committed crimes of passion and my soul was suspected

But it was thrown out of court
'Cause of course the Creator and I connected
He told me, " Fear not for thou art protected
Your life is being requested and you are being tested
So make every attempt you can to expect the unexpected"

Mm mm mm boy that Lo boy
Damn, oh, Lawd, Cee-Lo, why you do it like that?
You ain't have to bustin' all like that, man
Makin' these 'lil rappers feel like they can't rap
Damn, I got some more, I got some more if you want some

I am internally, evolving, entirely
Extensive, eclectic, expression, eloquently
Instantly innovative, courageously creative
I'm driven, this God given gift it comes naturally to the native

Not a need for the dramatics or the systematics
Simplicities, strictly science and mathematics
The mastermind of the mighty, mystical and magical moves
And metaphors manifests masterpieces

Thoroughly fury through the inner mind's eye
Establishes this syn-thesis, of these innermost, insightful
Intriguin' interpretations of extreme intelligence
My commonsense is no co-incidence

Caution, competitors approach carefully I'm able to see
Rare ranges of distance, I expect respect
There's no tolerance for negligence, never, you'll forever
Feel the wrath of the pure and powerful poetry, permanently

Pre-meditative, political, critical, compellin', story-tellin'
Definin' desire, faith fuelin' the fire brilliance, prophylactic
Philosophical, psychological willingly wagin' warfare
Withstandin', commandin', demandin'
The listenin' ears to hear what God's forcin'

Instead endorsin' education ,equality, not hate
Just revolution of the mind state, not mere words but emotions
Which is essential, influential provin' my people's potential
Militancy, innocence, insight, listen to God then write
Since my birth date I been tight, shit

Damn, damn
Now, I don't want never hear nobody else say
Goddamn a nigga from the south can't rhyme, never
Damn, he he he, now can I do my shit?

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Waste Of Paint - Lyrics - Lifted Or The Story Is In The Soil, Keep Your Ear To The Ground - Bright Eyes

Title: Waste Of Paint
Album: Lifted Or The Story Is In The Soil, Keep Your Ear To The Ground
Artist: Bright Eyes
Composer(s): Conor Oberst

Lyric:
I have a friend, he is made mostly of pain
And he wakes up, drives to work, and then straight back home again
He once cut one of my nightmares out of paper
Well, I thought it was beautiful, I put it on a record cover
And I tried to tell him he had a sense
Of color and composition so magnificent

And he said, "Thank you, please but your flattery
Is truly not becoming me, your eyes are poor
You are blind, you see, no beauty could have come from me
I am a waste of breath, of space, of time"

I knew a woman, she was dignified and true
And her love for her man was one of her many virtues
Until one day, she found out that he had lied
And she decided the rest of her life from that point on would be a lie
But she was grateful for everything that had happens
And she was anxious for all that would come next?

But then she wept, what did you expect?
In that big, old house with the cars she kept
And "Such is life," she often said
With one day leading her to the next
You get a little closer to your death, which was fine with her
She never got upset and with all the days she may have left
She would never clean another mess or fold his shirts or look her best
She was free to waste away alone

Last night, my brother, he got drunk and drove
And this cop, he pulled him off to the side of the road
And he said, "Officer, officer, you got the wrong man
No, no, I'm a student of medicine, a son of a banker
You don't understand"
The cop said, "No one got hurt, you should be thankful
And your carelessness, it is something awful

And no, I can't just let you go
And though your father's name is known
Your decisions now are yours alone
You are nothing but a stepping stone
On a path to debt, to loss, to shame"

The last few months I have been living with this couple
Yeah, you know, the kind who buy everything in doubles
Oh, they fit together, like a puzzle
And I love their love and I am thankful
That someone actually receives the prize that was promised
By all those fairy tales that drugged us

And they still do me, I'm sick, lonely
No laurel tree, just green envy
Will my number come up eventually?
Like love is some kind of lottery
Where you scratch and see what's underneath
It's 'sorry, just one cherry', 'play again', 'get lucky'

So I have been hanging out down by the trains depot
No, I don't ride, I just sit and watch the people there
And they remind me of wind up cars in motion
The way they spin and turn and jockey for positions
And I want to scream out that it all is nonsense
All your live's one track, can't they see it's pointless?
But then, my knees give under me

My head feels weak and suddenly it is clear to see
It is not them but me, who has lost my self-identity
As I hide behind these books I read, while scribbling my poetry
Like art could save a wretch like me
With some ideal ideology that no one could hope to achieve
And I am never real, it is just a sketch in me
And everything I made is trite and cheap and a waste
Of paint, of tape, of time

So now I park my car down by the cathedral
Where the floodlights point up at the steeples
Choir practice was filling up with people
Could hear the sound escaping as an echo
Sloping off the ceiling at an angle
And when the voices blend they sound like angels
I hope there's some room still in the middle
But when I lift my voice up now to reach them
The range is too high, way up in Heaven

And so I hold my tongue, forget the song
Tie my shoe, start walking off
And try to just keep moving on
With my broken heart and my absent God
And I have no faith but it is all I want
To be loved and believe in my soul
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul

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You And Me - Lyrics - G.O.A.T. (Greatest Of All Time) - Ll Cool J

Title: You And Me
Album: G.O.A.T. (Greatest Of All Time)
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Giuliano Salierni, Phillip L Hurtt, Kelly Price, James T Smith, George Spivey

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Lyric:
Yeah
Word up
And you say New York City
Word up
Take me away, baby

Damn, you and your man had beef
So he left you Uptown, teary eyed, on the back streets
For me to scoop up in the Bentley drop
Long as God hold me down you know I had to stop

What the deal ma? You wanna use my cell?
You runnin' solo? This block foul as hell
You said my ex be beatin' on me
He mad jealous even though he be cheatin' on me

I said miss, let me tell you somethin'
'Bout who's makin' major moves and who's frontin'
Who's talkin' loud but ain't sayin' nuttin'
And those who get the one they want but keep frontin'

He don't appreciate the well 'til it run dry
Love is blind, it's hard to say goodbye
But smart birds choose to fly
'Cause we livin' in the hood girlfriend, it's do or die

Here's my definition, of love everlasting
I would trade all my cash in, for passion
Tiffany jewels and designer fashions
To hear happiness is mine for the askin'

Every day on my knees I pray
That I would run into someone that make me feel this way
What you think, you wanna ride with L?
Some things are meant to be baby, you never can tell
(I wanna ride, with you baby)

Every night, every day
I just sit and dream about you
You and me, you and me
Hold me tight, ecstasy
Makin' love 'til everafter
Baby you and me, yeah you and me

Now we dippin' on the FDR
It's one of them lucky nights when you can peep out the stars
We speak without talkin' and the world is ours
When I glance over at ya I can feel your power

You schemin', L want a one-night stand
I'm schemin', she probably in love with her man
But we keep on rollin', hopin' there's somethin' more
Dreamin' about tomorrow and what life got in store

Livin', no drama, we can chill, relax
Sex all night in the morn' count stacks
Sip Gran Marnier and maybe puff a dime sack
But only in moderation, we ain't livin' like that, y'know?

We jetted up the Tavern on the Green
To talk about love 'cause the game's extreme
Domestic abuse and everything in between
'Cause I want you to think of me when you need a shoulder to lean on

I'm from Queens, I'ma rep to the fullest
But I'd rather chill with you, 'stead of dodgin' bullets
Glock in the stash I don't really wanna pull it
On some so-called thug cat, that's faker than acrylics

He said your fam be ridin' your nerves
And you hate him for never givin' you the life you deserve
Remember, the one who hold a grudge is foul
And everything you ever wanted is in front of you now, whassup?
(Baby, every night)

Every night, every day
I just sit and dream about you
You and me baby, you and me
Hold me tight, ecstasy
Makin' love 'til everafter
You and me baby, you and me

I promise you, dreams do come true
There's trials and tribulations that we all go through
When your heart's bleedin', how could the sky seem blue?
But listen up shorty, this is what I wanna do

Be there for you, baby care for you
When my dogs stare at you never sharin' you
And to my ex-girlfriend, never comparin' you
And do the things that your ex never dared to do

Time to bounce baby, I'm takin' you home
Look at the moonlight sparkle on the 20 inch chrome
The rocks on my hand got a life of they own
Plus the blend tape's bumpin' and it's settin' the tone

Should I jet to the hotel, is now the right time
Or should I be patient and explore your mind?
You said you grew up in the ghetto and it hurt your heart
Tried to live smart but your dreams fell apart

You dated hustlers and brought 'em customers
They totally destroyed whatever trust there was
Now you hate men and everything they stand for
'Cause you wanna be treated like a queen, not a whore

Close your eyes, don't be afraid to dream
Open your heart to this cat from Queens
Whatever you wanna do, however you wanna do it
Back to back baby, we can get each other through it

Every night, every day
(Knahmean?)
I just sit and dream about you
(Word up)
You and me baby, you and me
(Yeah, yeah)
Hold me tight, ecstasy
(C'mon, c'mon)
Makin' love 'til everafter
(C'mon, c'mon)
Yeah, you and me
(Yeah)

Every night, every day
(I just want you to think about that, y'knahmsayin'?)
I just sit and dream about you
(Late at night when you layin' there)
(And you feel like the whole world is fallin' around you)
You and me
(Remember these words that I said)
Hold me tight, ecstasy
(There's somebody out there for you baby)
Makin' love 'til everafter
(Might be me, you never know, word up)
(Stay strong shorty)
You and me

(Keep your eyes up to the sky, knahmsayin'?)
Every night, every day
I just sit and dream about you
(Don't let nobody tell you you can't make it)
(And don't let nobody around you tell you)
You and me
(That it ain't possible to make your dreams come true)
Hold me tight, ecstasy
(Word up)
Makin' love 'til everafter
(Knahmean? That's real)
Baby you and me, yeah you and me
(Queens represent, rock on)

Every night, every day
I just sit and dream about you
You and me, yeah you and me
Hold me tight, ecstasy
Makin' love 'til everafter
Baby you and me, yeah you and me

Every night, every day
I just sit and dream about you
You and me
Hold me tight, ecstasy

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Make It Ruff, Make It Smooth - Lyrics - Lethal Injection - Ice Cube

Title: Make It Ruff, Make It Smooth
Album: Lethal Injection
Artist: Ice Cube
Composer(s): Quincy (Iii) Jones, Darrell Johnson, O'Shea Jackson

Lyric:
Hey yo Cube
Make it ruff
Cube, check it out
whassup?
Yo this bitch was suckin' my dick
Then I told her?

What?
Make the music with ya mouth bitch
Baby, baby
Ya like that
Make it ruff
Naw, make it smooth

I make niggas say woof 'cause I'm in the coupe with no roof
Ya smell like somethin' 90-proof
'Cause, I'm ruff, and nigga you can buck these nuts
If you comin' with that smooth shit, hardcore rules shit
I make the hoes say hay each and every day
Bitch 'cause I'm the K-Dee, no I'm not a G

Mothafuckin' wannabe mack
But I'm smooth like that
I gots ta buck, you, right on up, punk you lucky that cha livin'
'Cause, I'm the unforgiven, I like power, ain't a damn thing funny
I like pussy and money
And I won't slam like Onyx or never ever stutter

But I'm b-b-butter
Leader of the new school, you hardcore fool
Nigga make it ruff, make it smooth
And I'm here
Make it ruff, naw, make it smooth

You can lick me up and down till I yell stop, damn
Bitch ya missed a drop 'cause I don't play when I sway
It's the quicker picker upper
A pro that moves slow before this hoe
I'm quick to dump her, so eeny-meeny-miney-mo, where's my dough?
I gots ta make a livin', I out ta get mo

Money, and got more nuts for ya honey
So come and break me off, this nigga's walkin' soft
It's the smoothness that make niggas move to this
For you ruffnecks, I'll check you with my tool and shit
Don't sweat 'em, just let 'em play that hardcore role
We still cool but just make it smooth

You know what, it's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under?, I'm chocolate thunder
Ruff as sin, cuts on ya skin
And I blend with the tracks, see I'm black
K-Dee is the mack, matter fact
Niggas hit me up with the C's and B's

But you don't wanna fuck wit these
'Cause, I'll put 'em on ya
And we'll have to wake ya mothafuckin' ass up with ammonia
'Cause hardcore rap is always on the map and it don't stop
Devoid of pop and if I drop another smooth hit
It'll still be hard 'cause I helped start this shit

So make it ruff, naw make it smooth
Make it ruff, make it smooth
Make it ruff, make it smooth
Make it ruff
Naw make it smooth
Make it, make it ruff
Naw make it smooth

I hate when niggas get too fuckin' sexy on the track
I'm pro black, well I'm a pro mack
I like hittin' switches
I love hittin' bitches 'cause I'm a player, hard rhyme sayer
I thought you knew, but ain't no thang, you knew the way I swang
Creepin', ain't no sleepin', ain't a damn thing changed

I hit hoe after hoe with this laid back shit
Fool, I kill at will and still can fade that shit
'Cause, it's the predator
I had it, yes a nigga watch yo step
You in a gang like star, tryina get a rep
It ain't no sweat for me to buck, buck nigga don't give a fuck

You better duck, duck or get your ass stuck, stuck
Don't let the smooth shit fool ya, 'cause I can get it on
'Cause, I be breakin' bones like dragonfly Jones
Quick to put 'em on ya
Don't make me act a fool, nigga, make it ruff
Make it smooth and I'm in here

Make it ruff
Make it ruff, make it smooth
Make, make it, make it ruff
Make it ruff, make it smooth
Make it ruff
Ice Cube's up in this motherfucker
K-Dee's up in this motherfucker

Make it ruff, naw, make it smooth
Make it ruff, naw, make it smooth
Make, make it ruff, ruff
Make, make it ruff, naw make it smooth
Make it ruff, ruff, naw, make it smooth
Naw, naw, make it smooth
Naw, make it smooth

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Ecstasy - Lyrics - BTNHResurrection - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: Ecstasy
Album: BTNHResurrection
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Tim Middleton, Stanley Howse, Anthony Henderson

Lyric:
What's happenin' nigga? Hell yeah, what's up my nigga?
Ain't nothin' just out here grindin', my nigga you know what it is
What's up nigga what you need?
I need some weed

Aw man, I don't even fuck with the weed no mo'
What? Aw hell naw, man I got this new shit, man
This shit called ecstasy, man
Ecstasy, what?

Nigga this tha shit, man, the fuck?
Nigga, this shit will have you on the level
With ya' female and everythang, nigga
Look, tsk, this nigga trippin'

I'ma give you one of these motherfucker's
Let you try this motherfucker out, man
And I bet you be callin' me tomorrow, talkin' 'bout
You want some more of this shit

Man, I'm tellin' you, shit have you on the level
Man, you need to put the weed down fuck wit this shit
Boy, I'm tellin' you, boy

This nigga trippin'
This shit'll have you on the level
Fuck it, gimme one of them motherfuckers there, man
Here, take that one and call me in the mornin', nigga

I feel so zigidy, zigidy, zigidy, 'cause I'm floatin' in ecstasy
I feel so zigidy, zigidy, zigidy, 'cause I'm floatin' in ecstasy
I feel so zigidy, zigidy, zigidy, 'cause I'm floatin' in ecstasy
I feel so zigidy, zigidy, zigidy, 'cause I'm floatin' in ecstasy

As you can see, I took the pill right to the house
(I took the pill)
Grabbed a shot of liquor and pop, pop, popped it in my mouth

And I'm thinkin' to myself that this might be a waste of my time
'Cause what if I don't even get high
Thirty minutes done came by, I didn't even seem high
Until I stood up and looked at the ceilin' for some reason

Now I'm tweakin', then I tried to walk but I was slow
I guess I'm floatin' in ecstasy
(Just like the nigga told me)

I feel so pillish, pillish, pillish, 'cause we floatin' in ecstasy
I feel so pillish, pillish, pillish, 'cause we floatin' in ecstasy
I feel so pillish, pillish, pillish, 'cause we floatin' in ecstasy
I feel so pillish, pillish, pillish, 'cause we floatin' in ecstasy

My name come alive, be told
And I'm pokin' in somethin', oh damn but it ain't no joke
Cut guards and red beans
And for them niggaz that follow me around for my mojo

Feelin' so see,'cause I'm floatin' in ecstasy
(Alright)
Ah, my nigga just call up the homey to hook us up on that liquid G
And if these hoes don't wanna see, they gotta check the spot quickly

I'm feelin' way high, but I'm also feelin' way low
But damn, I'm stuck in between
Fuckin' with broad boys and never get used
Just help, just throw in a few more diablos

Nigga, Flesh Bone so chill
I'm feelin' it hump through my body, feelin' hot and exotic
Feelin' knocked out, feelin' too sexy for my motherfuckin' self
Gotta find my bitch and fuck her ass to death

I feel so pillish, pillish, pillish, 'cause we floatin' in ecstasy
I feel so pillish, pillish, pillish, 'cause we floatin' in ecstasy
I feel so pillish, pillish, pillish, 'cause we floatin' in ecstasy
I feel so pillish, pillish, pillish, 'cause we floatin' in ecstasy

Whose my nigga that told me the level?
I started to see the devil, nigga was floatin' in ecstasy
Shit, I took the pill, couldn't feel nothin' so I'm breakin'
But about thirty more minutes later, nigga was on the couch fainted

Arms sweaty, man why in the fuck ya'll let me do this?
I'm lookin' at my home girl like I want her, nigga this some new shit
I realized, nigga took one step and started stumblin'
And I was tryin' to call my nigga but he couldn't hear me

So I guess I'm mumblin', fall off into somethin'
But I guess I'm on a mission
Tellin' my niggaz that I love 'em now but it ain't nobody listenin'
Whistlin', hangin' out tha window, need me some indo

'Til I let go, like, me silky fine-ine, ine
Flown the expo, knock, knock, knock at the door
But nigga was paranoid, so I grabbed my gun bucked it at the door
Ooh-wee, shit happens, my family got me faded

But I'm runnin' a secret cous', 'cause a nigga can't take it
Shake it, if I can but I blend in with the killers
And I wish E was here to feel pillish
(Pillish, pillish)

I feel so violent, violent fuckin' with that ecstasy
(Come roll with me)
I feel so violent, violent fuckin' with that ecstasy

I feel so violent, violent fuckin' with that ecstasy
(Come roll with me)
I feel so violent, violent fuckin' with that ecstasy

I've been smokin' weed for a very long time, why should I change?
And plus they say that ecstasy shit fucks up the brain
(Brain)
Ah, why should I just to get high, weed gets me high
(Weed gets me high)

"Nigga try this here", they said, "Better than that there"
They say, "Ya like it", so I tried it
(Ya like it, I tried it)

I thought the shit'll have a nigga high and horny
I'm high, but I'm too high, I wanna hurt somebody
Nigga you trippin', get a hold of that shit and ride that high
But I'm trippin', body moves, won't nobody get hurt
(Hurt)

Groanin', groanin', groanin' and she ain't even in the car
Layzie won't believe we high off the LSD
Would ya' slow down, we ridin' on the highway
Get the wheel, so I can go down on ya, I sever it on my own way
(Ah)

She reachin' feelin' so zigidy, zigidy, zigidy
Got these bitches, fuckin' them bitches
Baby, be peeled off, peelin' on, movin' slow
And Bizzy be rock hard, tongue well and mean slow

We in the club drunk, fucked up, and still rollin'
They know my pockets swollen, hold up, show them we rollin'
We rollin', rollin', rollin' and rollin', rollin', rollin'

I feel so zigidy, zigidy, zigidy and we rollin' on that ecstasy
I feel so zigidy, zigidy, zigidy and we rollin' on that ecstasy
And we rollin' on that ecstasy and we rollin' on that ecstasy
And we rollin' on that ecstasy and we rollin' on that ecstasy

Fuck it, gimmie a pill nigga
Oh shit, oh shit

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Ease Back - Lyrics - Ultramagnetic Mc'S

Title: Ease Back
Artist: Ultramagnetic Mc'S
Composer(s): Keith Mathew Thornton, Cedric Ulmont Miller

Lyric:
30 seconds to respond
30 seconds to respond with our anti-ballistic missiles

Say what? Yeah, now ease back
To the rear, you hear
Eardrums drown, the bass pound
Real stupid, we gettin' loop this

Now there, we scoop it, instead we rock this
While ducks jock this
Bitin' an' writin' an' fightin' for this
Beats an' wax, rhymes are facts, bitin' acts
How we did it for this one, that one
Biters around, check out the sound

In town, to the rhythm that we give 'em
In fact, you lack Ultramagnetic skills
'Cause your record's no frills
Here's your bill now ease back
Ease back, ease back

I'm back, back to smack attack
Those who whack an' lack my experience
On the microphone, holdin' my own ground
Dominatin' forces
Change the sources, punks takes losses
Enough 'cause it's me on the mic

Feedin' on words, small like a nerd
Haven't you heard? This change of rhyme
Continuin' the land of time
For my incredible, highly elevated
Smooth in the mind, more sophisticated

Motivated, as I relate it verbal
Dissin' a mouse an' smackin' any gerbil
I bought a Saab, a 1990 Turbo
Shinin', fog lights in the front
I'm by myself, no seats for a stunt

'Cause I want it like that, I got it like that
I have it like, I need it like that
It's better like that, I made it like that
I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that
For you whack MCs

Who go on the mic an' blow on the mic
An' perpetrate frauds an' makin' mistakes
Like an amateur but I'm a 20 year veteran
An' better than includin' the rest of them
I chew 'em all an' spit out the best of them one by one
I'm teachin' my son to ease back, ease back

What's up? It's me again
I'm Seth G wit a funky blend
Of beats an' rhymes, on time wit my DJ
He's not weak wit anythin' he plays

Rockin', slicin', rep is treacherous
Like a professor, he had perfected this
Simple potion, through devotion
Wit his blends, his motions is fastly approachin'

Coastin', reachin' higher levels
So when you see 'em, you best say hello
I'm a take out a knife, pen an' paper an' write
A rhyme so dope you can't think, can't cope

Ducks, who are you really kiddin'?
You say you're dope, well you're admittin'
That you can't compete because you're rhymes are weak
Full of more nonsense, past tense, incomplete

Weap an' learn a new rap style
From Seth G, the wizard of know how
An innovation, elevation, psychin' the nation
When I ease back, ease back

Word up, it's time to ease back, you know what I'm sayin'?
Word up an' that's why I'm the best MC in the whole wide world
Word up, yo, I know what you sayin'

Yo, forsee, turn the bass down, man
It's damagin' my ear canals, man, better yet, man
Leave it how it is, yo, TR, grab the 9
We outta here, ease back

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Communication - Lyrics - Behind The Front - Black Eyed Peas

Title: Communication
Album: Behind The Front
Artist: Black Eyed Peas
Composer(s): William Adams, Kevin Feyen, Mike Fratantuno, Terence Graves, Allan Pineda

Lyric:
An introduction to a rapid ray Will explode like grenade
Check the medical aid 'cos the way that we parade the fade
Any MC that claims that they can be
Tend the mic when we strike precisely

We freak the level with the funk from the inner
Heaven, give me inner, black as I present a
Flock a rhyme that rock you off an ass
Powerful, power flows that'll leave your soul paralyzed

Yo, I respect that you be G in, in
It's the return of MC in, in
Yo, thank God for the season, on
And don't be tryin' to think about a reason

'Cos there is no reason for you to front
We create cuts to give you what you want
Activate communication for the world
Shockin' your mind with rhymes

Doin' it like what AP, like this here
Rockin' it like what AP, like this here
Flippin' it like what AP, like this here
Doin' it like what AP, like this here, yeah

We do it upside down
We do it upside down
We do it upside down
We do it upside down

We do it upside down
We do it upside down
We do it upside down
We do it upside down

Can I get a "Ha" from my brothers that be chillin' downtown?
"Ho" for the people that be in it what we do
"Yo" check it out 'cos we black and positive
I suck in negative from you

I got many rhymes format from the back of the brain
Interludin' with the powerful matter scatter your frame
You fallin', yo check out what we do
We be all in on the microphone never stallin'

Rhythm is my ride for the voyage of the mind
Exclusive rhyme pattin' us for what we design
I am my own Picasso when I roll
Rhymin' is my art for my heart and soul

We positive when MC in, in
Break bounce with the new blend, end
Original 'til the end, end
Sittin' it all for no reason

They fell off at the attempt to elevate
They try to duplicate the art that we create
So activate communication for the world
Shockin' your mind with rhymes

Doin' it like what Will, like this here
Rockin' it like what Will, like this here
Shockin' 'em like what Will, like this here
Rockin' it like what Will, yo, yo, it's like this here, yeah

We do it upside down
We do it upside down
We do it upside down
We do it upside down

We do it upside down
We do it upside down
We do it upside down
We do it upside down

We goin' worldwide, across the nation
Now that we've activated our communication
Wantin' demonstration, ask the activator
Before one more walk a meter, funky motivator

And I be the Will, APL from the Phil
We contain the hipnotical skill that'll kill
You dealin' with the GREAT
Black Eyed Peas guy, hella in a G

'Cause we holler in an energetic motion
With the potion I supply
Applyin' to the beat that Alligator you combine
With me and my crew incredibly and super spectacular

With the rhyme one two
One two to the beat, hop
You can't defeat
BEP's production always complete
With this sounds activate online
And I'm on time to motivate your mind

Well, I respect that you be G in, in
It's the return of MC in, in
Yo, thank God for the season, on
Sittin' there off of no reason

We do it upside down
We do it upside down
We do it upside down
We do it upside down

We do it, do it upside down
We do it upside down
We do it upside down
We do it upside down

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Green Light: Now Begin - Lyrics - Blazing Arrow - Blackalicious

Title: Green Light: Now Begin
Album: Blazing Arrow
Artist: Blackalicious
Composer(s): Xavier Lorenzo Mosley, Timothy Jerome Parker

Lyric:
Green light now begin
Green light oh way
Ee yah, oh way, ee yah, oh way, ee yah, oh way
Green light now begin
Green light oh way
Ee yah, oh way, ee yah, oh way, ee yah, oh way
Green light now begin

The verb annihilator pen, every animator blend
Thought exaggerate a win, comin' at ya made ya thin
Diabolically I grin as I'm frolicking within
Your anatomy again makin' people higher

Into infinity from sin where your remedy
For them who are feelin' where your friends don't intend to be
A trend but a symphony of hymns lyrics sent to me
From him I extend to thee the Tims of intensity

Lend your attention see is whence your invisions
Of a mental division full of internalisms
And again and again I'm gonna win this division
We a men on a mission

Green light now begin
Green light oh way
Ee yah, oh way, ee yah, oh way, ee yah, oh way
Green light now begin
Green light oh way
Ee yah, oh way, ee yah, oh way, ee yah, oh way
Green light now begin

No more of that sittin' in a slump and uh
No more of that coulda, woulda, shoulda junk
No more of that waiting for the inspiration, innovation
Or a green light, now begin

No more of that lettin' all your time pass
No more petty illusions of the mindless
It's time to expand, power from within
You're takin' over this dominion green light now begin

I be the heat of the night don't fear the leader?
I'm hear to strike light reveal the meteorite
Eating your readings and pens bleeding intense feeling
Appealing sentence in dents in just reeling 'em in

I'm merely a chameleon, amid your elementary
Elements of the century tell 'em that it was me that sent ya
Tell 'em a visually they'll be in to me until they sleep
And hell I'm an entity bailin' well and a felon, I'm free

Millin' and rousin' and I'm rollin' and killin' from filtering
Hell of intelligent diligent heaven sent benevolent relevant medicine
Poetry pedestrian peddelin' mad adrenaline to lyrical gentlemen
Okay? Alright, okay? Alright, okay? Alright, okay? Alright

Green light now begin
Green light oh way
Ee yah, oh way, ee yah, oh way, ee yah, oh way
Green light now begin
Green light oh way
Ee yah, oh way, ee yah, oh way, ee yah, oh way

Green light now begin
Green light oh way
Ee yah, oh way, ee yah, oh way, ee yah, oh way
Green light now begin
Green light oh way
Ee yah, oh way, ee yah, oh way, ee yah, oh way

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