Break The Evil - Lyrics - Holy Moses

Title: Break The Evil
Artist: Holy Moses
Composer(s): Sabina Classen, Andreas Classen

Lyric:
Today is just another day
In which I can hear me say
Break the evil, break the evil

In the sweat of my bed
I woke up in the darkening sun
To see the moon to see the dark
And I leave my home with a smile

When the sun turns into the night
I look up to the sky and see the sign

As I walked along my street
I checked out the echo of my feet
A voice like a shadow of reflections
I'm wondering about my reactions

I just needed someone to talk to
And that can only be you
Today is just another day
In which I can hear me say

Time to run for the fight
Because they run for their right
Its evil has yet to be told
Before our souls get cold

Today is just another day
In which I can hear me say

Break the evil, break the evil
Break the evil, break the evil
Break the evil, break the evil

Sounds like a whisper, your words
But they will never disappear
I try to flee from everything
Soon I see the bizarre travesty

Respect everything that you leave
Fuck everything you can't believe

Put down what they pray
For our earth in decay
They prepare us to die
So we scream our cry

Your words sound like a whisper
But they will never disappear
I try to flee from everything
Soon I see the bizarre travesty

Respect everything that you leave
Fuck everything

Not to be a prisoner of the war
We have to slide to the core
Time to run for the fight
Because they run for their right

Its evil has yet to be told
Before our souls get cold
Today is just another day
In which I can hear me say

Break the evil, break the evil
Break the evil, break the evil
Break the evil, break the evil

Today is just another day
In which I can hear me say
Break the evil, break the evil

In the sweat of my bed
I woke up in the darkening sun
To see the moon, to see the dark
And I leave my home with a smile

When the sun turns into the night
I look up to the sky and see the sign

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Break The Bed - Lyrics - Odds

Title: Break The Bed
Artist: Odds
Composer(s): Patrick James Steward, Craig William A Northey, Steven Drake, Douglas Robert Elliott

Lyric:
I live under a giant cloud
Well, it's my shield and it's my shroud
At home on the range but alone in a crowd
I plug my ears when it gets too loud

So get that kinky noise out on the stage
With your spinning curls in a purple rage
The sun in our eyes and the burning sage
You're all alone then you turn the page

Could it be? Yeah, it could be
Could it be that you're for me?
I'm looking right to your head
Talking to you seems to wake the dead
With what now you just said
I think we're gonna break the bed

Hands in the air and knees on the ground
Don't be surprised if I fall around
We were over the water when the plane went down
It was over my head and you let me drown

Could it be? Yeah, it could be
Could it be that you're for me?
I'm looking right to your head
Talking to you is gonna wake the dead
With what now you just said
I think we're gonna break the bed

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What'S Your Fantasy (Remix) - Lyrics - Back For The First Time - Ludacris

Title: What'S Your Fantasy (Remix)
Album: Back For The First Time
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Christopher Bria Bridges, Shondrae L Crawford

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Lyric:
Yeah
(Remix)
Yeah
(Remix)
Yeah
(Remix)
Yeah
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now, give it to me now

Yeah
(Remix)
Yeah
(Remix)
Yeah
(Remix)
Yeah
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down, to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna uh-uh, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But you gotta let let me know know what's your fanta-ta-sies

You know what I need
Somebody that who can come li-li-lick the clit
And a nigga who ain't thinking 'bout a Trina L P
And I'll make him go and get my shit

We can go from a fly ass jetta to a coupe De Ville
Hotel tally ho or the Beverly hill
A real nigga not the run of the mill
Come and spank me and make me shoot to kill

From the kitchen then you can move me
To the jacuzzi and out the booty
Come and do your duty
Me and fat dick Ludacris making us a movie

Butt naked in a bed of cash
Make tough stuff stutter when I shake my ass
Damn she back, I though she a thing of the past
Cause I'm a bad bitch and I'm off the glass

Having sex in little jets menage'tois
Getting buck wild no matter where we are
Indie 500 in the back of the car
In a dark ass club on the back of a bar

Never want, never ever wanna leave
Work for me like the league overseas
I want a man to fulfill my needs
Keep my body trembling and buckle my knees

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed, down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna uh-uh, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

I wanna do in the canopy
I wanna do it where your girl gon' see and get mad at me
I want a nigga that'll grab the weave
And turn my eyes Chinese

Tell me baby can you handle me?
I wanna do it all in your mouth
Then I'll pull the ass out
Make you bounce till you pass out

Or we can cut up in the grass
And give the neighbors a flash
Can you tell me who the bad motherfucker now?
Said I wanna take-ta-take-take a nigga back to the crib

And I wanna do all the things, do all the things that I never did
Like I up on the top-to-top-top of the projects getting head
Or you can find me in a dro-drop-drop-drop on dubs in the candy red
I like a nigga when he face down, mouth wide
Polo down with them blades on the ride
Give me a pound with the case on the side
But it's okay I'm gon' break something tonight

Oh see get on your knees
And I'll show you what's my fantasy
Like up in the coupe, coupe
Tell your bitch she ain't gotta be mad at me

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

You gotta li-li-li-lick me from my ass to my clit
Then you gotta su-suck the pussy while I sit on your dick
And I wanna talk some shit while I feel it get stiff
And then ruba-dub on my tits while I nut on your lips nigga

I'm a B K Bitch, love to ride dick
Ass in his face, cock spread out
Nigga uptown, nigga down south
Same ol' shit, foot's in his mouth

F-O-X call me rough sex
Especially when a bitch get right on the X
Get it right on X
Fuck him, check right to the next

Those bitches go right, fox right to the left
Nigga can't fuck, burner on his chest
36 D's, Prada on the breast
Baddest, send him home with na-na on his breath

What? How you think a bitch got my rep?
3 mills, still BK to the death
Still don't give a fuck, still pose naked
Still specialize on sittin' on niggas faces

Pop magnum's by the cases, X5 Benz still spend big faces
Big frown, brown, hold first places, you know what you can do nigga?
You can li-li-li-lick me from my ass to my clit
And ruba-dub up on my tits while I nu-nut on your lips, fucka

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna uh-uh, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But you gotta let, let me know know what's your fanta-ta-sies

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The Levee'S Gonna Break - Lyrics - Modern Times - Bob Dylan

Title: The Levee'S Gonna Break
Album: Modern Times
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
If it keep on rainin'
The levee gonna break
If it keep on rainin'
The levee gonna break
Everybody sayin' this is a day
Only the Lord could make

Well, I worked on the levee, mama
Both night and day
I worked on the levee, mama
Both night and day
I got to the river
And I threw my clothes away

I paid my time
And now I'm good as new
I paid my time
And now I'm as good as new
They can't take me back
Unless I want 'em to

If it keep on rainin'
The levee gonna break
If it keep on rainin'
The levee gonna break
Some of these people gonna strip you
Of all they can take

I can't stop here
I ain't ready to unload
I can't stop here
I ain't ready to unload
Riches and salvation can be waiting
Behind the next bend in the road

I picked you up from the gutter
And this is the thanks I get
I picked you up from the gutter
And this is the thanks I get
You say, you want me to quit ya
I told ya, 'No, not just yet'

Well, I look in your eyes
I see nobody other than me
I look in your eyes
I see nobody other than me
I see all that I am an'
And all I hope to be

If it keep on rainin'
The levee gonna break
If it keep on rainin'
The levee gonna break
Some of these people don't know
Which road to take

When I'm with you
I forget, I was ever blue
When I'm with you
I forget, I was ever blue
Without you there's no meanin'
In anything I do

Some people on the road
Carryin' everything that they own
Some people on the road
Carryin' everything they own
Some people got barely enough skin
To cover their bones

Put on your cat clothes, mama
Put on your evening dress
Put on your cat clothes, mama
Put on your evening dress
Few more years of hard work
Then there'll be a 1,000 years of happiness

If it keep on rainin'
The levee gonna break
If it keep on rainin'
The levee gonna break
I tried to get you to love me
But I won't repeat that mistake

If it keep on rainin'
The levee gonna break
If it keep on rainin'
The levee gonna break
Plenty of cheap stuff out there
Still around that you take

I woke up this morning
Butter and eggs in my bed
I woke up this morning
Butter and eggs in my bed
I ain't got enough room
To even raise my head

Come back, baby
Say, we'll never more 'part
Come back, baby
Say, we'll never more 'part
Don't be a stranger
With no brain or heart

If it keep on rainin'
The levee gonna break
If it keep on rainin'
The levee gonna break
Some people still sleepin'
Some people are wide awake

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Can'T Break Her Fall - Lyrics - Nothing Left to Lose - Mat Kearney

Title: Can'T Break Her Fall
Album: Nothing Left to Lose
Artist: Mat Kearney
Composer(s): Mathew Kearney

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Lyric:
She says today is gonna be the last one
I know there's never gonna be an easy way out
She's rolling 'round the town with a fast gun
And I know that I can't be there to catch her when she falls

Well, half way down is half way out of here
Either halfway drowned or half way 'round the pier
When you're that far gone

I walked the steps to her apartment with the window by the shore
And saw her curled on the tile through a crack in the door
I've been searching for the words I don't know how to say
I've been searching for the words to make it go away

I spent all of last night and the night before that
With my feet in the sand, the wind's on my back
Watching a ship sail out to a blue wide sea
There must be more than this with a kiss we can't see

Well, half way down is half way out of here
We're either half way drowned or half way 'round the pier

I can't break her, I can't break her fall
She's lying on the back room, crying on the bathroom floor
Singing I can't take it, I can't take any more
Just one reason, one to believe in that's not that far gone
Not that far gone

I held the back of her head and laid her in the bed
And watched the sheets raise and fall to the rhythm of her breath
Turn the lock on the handle and slipped down the stairs
And the cover of the night with diamonds in the air

I'll say a prayer in my breath and take a left at the water
To the rhythm of my feet, a sister and a daughter
To the rhythm of the sea and the breeze in the autumn
As it blows through the trees my hands into the water

Well, half way down is half way out of here
We're either half way drowned or half way 'round the pier

I can't break her, I can't break her fall
She's lying on the back room, crying on the bathroom floor
Singing I can't take it, I can't take any more
Just one reason, one to believe in that's not that far gone

I can't break her, I can't break her fall
She's lying in the back room, crying on the bathroom floor
And I can't take it, I can't take anymore

She says today is gonna be the last time
And I know there's never gonna be an easy way out

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Turn The Lights Out When You Leave - Lyrics - Peachtree Road - Elton John

Title: Turn The Lights Out When You Leave
Album: Peachtree Road
Artist: Elton John
Composer(s): Elton John, Bernie Taupin

Lyric:
Your bag's out on the bed
Your closet's all cleared out
You say you're goin' to Jacksonville
'Cause our love's all worn out

You're searching in my eyes
To try and find a tear
But the well of my forgiveness
Has dried up with the years

You might still look pretty
In that lacy little dress
But I think you've got your signals crossed
If you think that I'm a mess

I ain't gonna die, I ain't gonna cry
I won't wear my heart out on my sleeve
You can take the car but you won't break my heart
Oh, and darlin', turn the lights out when you leave

I ain't gonna shake, I ain't gonna break
I ain't gonna fall down on my knees
So if everything's been said, I'm heading back to bed
Oh, and darlin', turn the lights out when you leave

It's like a prime time movie
You play the part so well
You do believe you're Heaven sent
And livin' here is hell

I hear it's hot in Florida
And it's raining here tonight
But the sun gonna shine tomorrow
And I'm gonna do alright

You might still look pretty
In that lacy little dress
But I think you've got your signals crossed
If you think that I'm a mess

I ain't gonna die, I ain't gonna cry
I won't wear my heart out on my sleeve
You can take the car but you won't break my heart
Oh, and darlin', turn the lights out when you leave

I ain't gonna shake, I ain't gonna break
I ain't gonna fall down on my knees
So if everything's been said, I'm heading back to bed
Oh, and darlin', turn the lights out when you leave

You might still look pretty
In that lacy little dress
But I think you've got your signals crossed
If you think that I'm a mess

I ain't gonna die, I ain't gonna cry
I won't wear my heart out on my sleeve
You can take the car but you won't break my heart
And darlin', turn the lights out when you leave

I ain't gonna shake, I ain't gonna break
I ain't gonna fall down on my knees
So if everything's been said, I'm heading back to bed
Oh, and darlin', turn the lights out when you leave

So if everything's been said, I'm heading back to bed
And darlin', turn the lights out when you leave

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When The Shades Go Down - Lyrics - Allure

Title: When The Shades Go Down
Artist: Allure
Composer(s): Michael Ashley Allen, Darryl Mcclary, Quincy Patrick, Joshua Paul Thompson

Lyric:
Baby
Hey
La doo, doo, doo, doo

Step into my secret world
Tonight I'm going to be your private angel
I just want to be your girl
Love you all night, love you all night

Slip into a heated bath
The scent of cherry blossoms fills the air
As I rub your body down
You can just relax and let me work it

I'll show you how I break it down
Candles, Chardonnay and flowers
I'll tend the lights, warm the bed
Preparing for the hour
(When the shades go down)

We can bath in my red light
Getting naughty through the night
(Naughty)
Sharing love and all love sounds
When the shades go down
When the shades go down

In the comfort of my bed
(In the comfort of my bed)
Silk, satin and jade
Exotic pleasures can be found
When the shades go down
When the shades go down

Something's on the menu tonight
I know you're going to like it from the first bite
Tell me what's your appetite
Do you like it raw, do you like it raw?
Kisses, there so warm on the skin
Come and taste the sweetness that's within

We can bath in my red light
Getting naughty through the night
(Naughty)
Sharing love and all love sounds
When the shades go down
When the shades go down

In the comfort of my bed
(In the comfort of my bed)
Silk, satin and jade
Exotic pleasures can be found
When the shades go down
When the shades go down

Steam on my window
Reflections of red light
(You and I through the night)
To simple it seemed that night
(Impressions from my fingers)
And my fingertips leave
Impressions of the love's intensity

See the pleasures of love in the lowest tattoos
Like a joyous slick, I'm waiting for you
Dive into my waters and ride the waves
Every time the love is made, see the pleasures of love

In the lowest tattoos like a joyous slick
I'm waiting for you
Dive into my waters and ride the waves
It's time to pull down the shades

In the comfort of my bed
(In the comfort of my bed)
Silk, satin and jade
Exotic pleasures can be found
When the shades go down
When the shades go down

Umm, go down, go down, go down
(Naughty)
Go down, go down, go down
(When the shades go down)
(Go down, baby)

Go down, go down, go down
(My shades, yeah)
(Go down, baby)
Go down, go down, go down
(Go down baby)
When the shades go down

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Another Earthquake! - Lyrics - Another Earthquake! - Aaron Carter

Title: Another Earthquake!
Album: Another Earthquake!
Artist: Aaron Carter
Composer(s): Michael Mark Power, Lucas Secon

Lyric:
Just when you thought it was safe
Shake, shake, shake

When I hit town you the party can't fail
I'm hittin' 20 on the richtor scale
Gotta hundred million people, spillin' coffee and stains
On your brand new shirt, ooh that reminds you of me
When you feel your gums flap, it's Aaron's rap
Watch yourself, I'm a rearrange your map
When your hands shake baby you ain't gettin' old
Its only Aaron Carter here to rock and roll

When I join hands I
Shake, shake, shake
All the things in my room I
Brake, brake, brake
All the guys and the girls I
Make, make, make
Make 'em drop it down
Shake it down, break it down
Here we go

When I join hands I
Shake, shake, shake
All the things in my room I
Brake, brake, brake
All the people out in Cali say
Not another earthquake
Drop down
Shake it down, break it down
Here we go

When I drove by
I'ma shake the foundation
Rock the formation
What's your graduation
Photos flyin' off the walls
It's amazing, oh no
Trouble with the bass vibrations
Brace for impact
Of my new track

Take cover 'cause
We're comin' through like that
All the other
Tracks are wickie wickie whack
It's 2, double 0 2, time to react
From the east, to the west
To the north, to the south
I'm hitting every angle
Shakin' every house
No doubt, uh uh
That's what I'm all about

I can't stop even if you scream and shout
Shakin' up your life like an earthquake right
Strap yourself in
Hold tight, hold tight
Watch your momma's China
Fly like a kite
Shakin' up your life everyday and every night

When I join hands I
Shake, shake, shake
All the things in my room I
Brake, brake, brake
All the guys and the girls I
Make, make, make
Make 'em drop it down
Shake it down, break it down
Here we go

When I join hands I
Shake, shake, shake
All the things in my room I
Brake, brake, brake
All the people out in Cali say
Not another earthquake
Drop down
Shake it down, break it down
Here we go

Ladies out in Cali say, "Not another earthquake"
Ladies out in Cali say, "Not another earthquake"
Ladies out in Cali say, "Not another earthquake"
You're wrong my friend it's Aaron Carter again

Gotta move baby because it hurts so good
Even with Nova Cane you couldn't numb the pain
If your sleepin' again
I'm gonna shake you out of bed, or instead
Gonna shake the confetti for newly weds
Dead in the water, I never did wrong
Comin' through the floor can't stop my song
I bring bass like Jamacains
If you ain't playin' this partner
I can shake the whole station

When I join hands I
Shake, shake, shake
All the things in my room I
Brake, brake, brake
All the guys and the girls I
Make, make, make
Make 'em drop it down
Shake it down, break it down
Here we go

When I join hands I
Shake, shake, shake
All the things in my room I
Brake, brake, brake
All the people out in Cali say
Not another earthquake
Drop down
Shake it down, break it down
Here we go

When I join hands I
Shake, shake, shake
All the things in my room I
Brake, brake, brake
All the guys and the girls I
Make, make, make
Make 'em drop it down
Shake it down, break it down
Here we go

When I join hands I
Shake, shake, shake
All the things in my room I
Brake, brake, brake
All the people out in Cali say
Not another earthquake
Drop down
Shake it down, break it down
Here we go

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Peep Show - Lyrics - My Name Is Joe - Joe

Title: Peep Show
Album: My Name Is Joe
Artist: Joe
Composer(s): Joe Thomas, Jr., Allen Gordon, Jolyon Skinner

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Lyric:
Yeah

Taking you from the bed, to the walls, to the floor
Sexing you, sexing me, freaky freak, behind closed doors
Nobody, nobody has to know
It's personal invitation only peep show

Turn all the lights off and pull the shades down
Unplug the telephone
Don't answer the doorbell, no interruptions
Let's spend tonight alone

Break out your break birthday suit, I wanna freak you
I like it nasty
Whatever you want, it's on, all you have to do is ask me
Just ask me, baby, yeah

You don't have to say a word
Darling, I already heard
'Cause your body's been talking
And when it tells me that you're ready

Taking you from the bed, to the walls, to the floor
Sexing you, sexing me, freaky freak, behind closed doors
Nobody, nobody has to know
It's personal invitation only peep show

Every move that we make
Scented candles reflect it off, ho
And our shadows are locked
In a dance on the bedroom wall, ho

If you wanna scream, girl, go ahead and shout
If it's feeling good to you, girl, just let it out
I don't mind if you give it to me wet and wild
Anything goes, girl, tonight I'll be

Taking you from the bed, to the walls, to the floor
Sexing you, sexing me, freaky freak, behind closed doors
Nobody, nobody has to know
It's personal invitation only peep show

Keep it right there, right there, right there
Don't you move, don't go nowhere
Baby, tonight you'll catch no sleep
The feeling's right, I'm going deep

Taking you from the bed, to the walls, to the floor
Sexing you, sexing me, freaky freak, behind closed doors
Nobody, nobody has to know
It's personal invitation only peep show

Taking you from the bed, to the walls, to the floor
Sexing you, sexing me, freaky freak, behind closed doors
Nobody, nobody has to know
It's personal invitation only peep show

Taking you from the bed, to the walls, to the floor
Sexing you, sexing me, freaky freak, behind closed doors
Nobody, nobody has to know

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Wlix - Lyrics - Tha Alkaholiks

Title: Wlix
Artist: Tha Alkaholiks
Composer(s): Ricardo Danell Smith, Otis Jackson, James Anthony Robinson, Jack Brown, Eric Brooks, Dudley Perkins

Lyric:
Alright, we're back on WLIX this is Voodoo and uh

Aiyyo, they came down, you know
I know y'all get asses all the time but do me this favor
I want y'all to bust the freestyles for us
I wanna know who's first up, you freestyle?

Yo, yo, we got Crackerjack from the Loot Pack
'Bout to se this shit off, ay Crackerjack
Set it off, I know we on the radio, yo Crackerjack
Set it off

Ya dumb dunce it goes once upon the rhyme, Jack is out
To clench a fist and drop flows that gets papes like The Abyss
All in this, freestyle's wild when I'm throwin' this
Non-bogus brothers shake the hip and toe and just

Get involved, roll with the sould, make the head nod
Look at the bash slash back, I kick the abstract
Make brothers say, "Damn, that rap's fat," recline that ass back
A smack-back and slap from Wild Child with the ramshack

I used to pick up the damn slack bed on the ramps back
In the days, when Eric, was in the, honey phase
Nowadays, turn in applications
Rockin' the Appalachians with the ladies with the sexy activations

On the Blackwatch, I own a black watch, although I'm Blackwatch
You want to, confront who? A microphone check, one, two
Complicated for ya, I got the naps that break the pics
Plus the props from the Liks

Ha haa, Loot Pack's on the rise
Sayin', "Liks, liks, liks boy, run your backside"
Yo, J-Ro, Mad Lib, my man
Just, get on the mic and please arise the jam

I bust the animated suspension, vocabulary wack MC prevention
My division is itchin' for the switch
Pitchin' upon the West coast, the best brad and boast
Bragadocious, ferocious emotional osmosis

I skip like the stone when I lake over a break
I rip microphones and I take over the fake crews
I wish I could sing like Smokey do
But I'm vocally locin' with the Loot Pack crew

I'm Mad Lib, the bad kid, brothers try to do what I did
Back in junior high 'cause I'm fly with my
Vocabulary tradition, total chaos rhythmatic
Static, in fact they case erase so stay off

'Cause nobody knows how it goes with the flows
And rows of hoes froze, chosen bust erosion on the lows when
The ill speak, plus the Liks knot thick
Mad quick to rock ya lip, like Hip-Hop to grits

But yo freak this, I come with uniqueness
I'm like Pepe LePew yo, hoes are my weakness
Back in high school you didn't think I could get nifty
Now, I'm on your magazine rack down at Thrifty

Since eighty-three, I've been housin' folks
All the way from Orange Country out to Thousand Oaks
It ain't another rapper in the country that can crunch me
If you don't believe me, run up and try to punch me

I flip the funk like Monk, Higgins when I'm diggin'
I'm swiggin' on a Snapple 'cause my crew be wicked when we gig it
I rock the mad vocab when my toe jabs I'm so bad
I make you flow bad like when I blow lads to pieces

No releases on the two steel wheels
Comes the lyrical skills that kills more ducks than oils spills
My niggaz run for the hills, I can track 'em through the mountains
Rico kick that kind of shit that got more bounce than Roger Troutman

So pass the weed to the top, top seed
With lyrics as deadly as the VD's that make ya lungs bleed
Plus I dig like coal miners through the crates of old timers
I be blowin' up the spot like dynamite with one-liners

Oh, reminder to my ex-bitch when I find ya
I'ma smack you for them times I had to start sixty-nine
Yes on the low, my nigga with the hat to the back
Get on the mic and show these niggaz where you at

Here I am doin' shows, wall to wall
Nate stacks tall I still won't fall
Never will I be sellout poverty, some don't believe in me
Still I get my verbs on, my verse on, I raps long

You're dead wrong, all in all should say the sale starts
When A&R says go, you start with the dope verse
And you're sold, now, you're on clearance when the record starts sellin'
But I'm not willin' to be uncovered from the depths of the under

I'm under, for the duration, the past present future revelation
I gain the trunks of those who comprehend
Because they know I send niggaz through the other end
Of this industry, commercial side envies me

Females are freakin' me, no time for 'em
At least not yet, just a few that I will call bitch
I'm not a player, strict rhyme sayer, say your prayers
Now, I lay me down to sleep, don't sleep, I'm on the creep

To invade the holes of the ill-minded
I find it's fat, rewind it back slack, not here boy
Wack to the skull-crack when I attack
Unleashin' crazy chaos you're way off, so stay off, I'm about to blast off

Word is bond, on this snoop babe, that's how we do it
And that's how we do it, on KLI, K, what is this? KLIX? Oh yeah
Where we at again? Ah it don't matter, we rock it for the whole world Anyway, yo we gotta give a shout out, a shout out

Can we give a shout out? I'd like to give a shout out to everybody that's Listenin' to this radio station right now, I hope you got your tapes
On record 'cause you know we just flippin'
Everybody that's down with real Hip-Hop
West coast, East coast, North and South

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The Bed I Made - Lyrics - Souls Alike - Bonnie Raitt

Title: The Bed I Made
Album: Souls Alike
Artist: Bonnie Raitt
Composer(s): Maia Sharp, David Batteau

Lyric:
All the ways I cared for you
Are working like you want them to
As I break down and you stay strong
I write my own forgiveness song

I try to lie down and sleep it off like a drug
But it's not your concern
Another night and it's only right
I toss and I turn in the bed I made

The wine dark room, the flashing eyes
That hung me from my string of lies
You said you were numb from wondering
I guess I wasn't listening

I try to lie down and sleep it off like a drug
But you're not concerned
Another night and it's only right
That I toss and I turn in the bed I made

With my own hands
I fashioned this frame
And into the wood
I carved out my name

I try to lie down and sleep it off like a drug
But you're not concerned
Another night and it's only right
That I toss and I turn in the bed I made

And it's only right
That I toss and I turn in the bed I made
The bed I made

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The Player Way - Lyrics - Mase

Title: The Player Way
Artist: Mase
Composer(s): T Jones, Premro Smith, Mason Betha, Marlin J Goodwin

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Lyric:
No one expected the unexpected, yanawumsaying?
Something real, something you could feel
Straight from the Suave House
Representing
Put a little soul in here
And we don't stop

No one has to ask who be actin' bad
Eightball and MJ pimpin' G be all up in that ass
From Memphis Tenn, around the world and than back again
Make non-rappin' weak MC's go home practicing

I flip a Benz, will Lorenzo play and plenty Benjamins
Low key, plenty ends makes plenty friends
Baby, I got all the herbs that I need to chief
Smoke up a pound and leave you bitch niggas in disbelief

Inhale the smoke and every word, I wrote came out dope
Not like that crack, I being lyrical dope above tracks
Not sayin' I won't pull the Rueger and put hollow to ya
Have yo' mama on her knees screamin' Hallelujeh

Lay it down playa, Suave House, Bad Boy, Fat Boy
And her friends the Rat-A-Tat boy
Matter of fact boy, this is not a act boy
The player way, keep the player makin' stacks boy

Everything that I do be all about the loot
I been kickin' up dust in my Polo boots
Gettin' blowed on the droll, takin' smoke up my nose
I give the world to a woman, but I don't love hoes

I'm a player, baby, and don't you forget
You need to get with it, let me hit it and split it
In the bed, on the floor, hot tub, everyday
The player way, the player way

Now on, on, break o' dawn, can't stop, I'm too hot
Look shit, my niggas rock, hype man be in the drop
Me no care if the B's be tinted, you won't see me in it
'Less there's TV's in it

I can tell by the way you talk and the way you chit-chat
You foul and if you had styles, you wouldn't get back
You thinkin' you invincible, you ain't hard to get at
I know everywhere you go, everywhere you live at

I be wanna click-clack and you be ready to get back
I be ready to go to war, you ain't gon' be with that
You be the same cat that I run up on and spit at
Bleedin' all crazy and don't know where you hit at

I'm dead up, niggas doin' drama better shut up, I'm fed up
Know for my Roley, I was set up
I can't let up, you in some shit that don't concern you
Send a bullet through your thermal, you know crazy

Everything that I do be all about the loot
I been kickin' up dust in my Polo boots
Gettin' blowed on the droll, takin' smoke up my nose
I give the world to a woman, but I don't love hoes

I'm a player, baby, and don't you forget
You need to get with it, let me hit it and split it
In the bed, on the floor, hot tub, everyday
The player way, the player way

I've been waiting 20 minutes baby, now drop yo' drawers
And do something outstandin' with yo jaws
After all this waitin', I can see clean through yo' forehead
You mo' said than done, give mo' head than some

Throw my jacket down in the puddle, hell no
If you don't know a pimp, somebody besta tell y'all
Yeah, the women say it's good to have a confidant
But yet and still they give it up to pimps, once a month

See a lot of these pimp lovers, they took they K-man
Front like they real and hold a fake in, you wastin' the time
Serious ballas and ready hoes, got da women walkin'
Dibs on da strip with steady toes

As I pull up, cranking is thinking the bigger fat, natural expertise
Plenty money workin' for G and whoever next to me
And I ain't gonna rest till we made a statement
I'm straight up you want it down? It's time for a replacement

Everything that I do be all about the loot
I been kickin' up dust in my Polo boots
Gettin' blowed on the droll, takin' smoke up my nose
I give the world to a woman, but I don't love hoes

I'm a player, baby, and don't you forget
You need to get with it, let me hit it and split it
In the bed, on the floor, hot tub, everyday
The player way, the player way

Everything that I do be all about the loot
I been kickin' up dust in my Polo boots
Gettin' blowed on the droll, takin' smoke up my nose
I give the world to a woman, but I don't love hoes

I'm a player, baby, and don't you forget
You need to get with it, let me hit it and split it
In the bed, on the floor, hot tub, everyday
The player way, the player way

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You'Re The Only One - Lyrics - The Essential Dolly Parton, Vol. 1 - Dolly Parton

Title: You'Re The Only One
Album: The Essential Dolly Parton, Vol. 1
Artist: Dolly Parton
Composer(s): Carole Bayer Sager, Bruce Roberts

Lyric:
I found out the hard way and I'm never gonna break your heart
I know too late and I don't want to break your heart
Guess I had to go away just to find what I left behind

You're the only one you're the only one
Take me back to where we started from
And let's make it now like we made it then
This ol' heart ain't gonna break your heart again

Nights I lay in bed and your covers wouldn't warm my feet
And mornin' found me bitter or a bit too sweet
Oh baby I had to go away just to run back and say

You're the only one you're the only one
Take me back to where we started from
Can we make it now like we made it then
This ol' heart ain't gonna break your heart again

You're the only one darlin'
They'll never be anyone else but you
I love you so much
You are my love you've become my life
And I never meant to break your heart
But sometimes you just got to go away
To find what you left behind

You're the only one you're the only one
Take me back to where we started from
Can we make it now like we made it then
This ol' heart ain't gonna break your heart again

You're the only one you're the only one
You're the only one the only one
So take me back to where we started from
You're the only one the only one
You're the only one
You 're the only one the only one
Take me back to where we started from
You're the only one the only one
You're the only one
You're the only one the only one
You're the only one

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The Boomin' System - Lyrics - Mama Said Knock You Out - Ll Cool J

Title: The Boomin' System
Album: Mama Said Knock You Out
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Marlon Williams, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
Just kick a little somethin' for them cars that be bumpin', yeah aight
But we need a beat that they can front to oh, that'll work
Be funky you know what I'm sayin'?

Cars ride by with the boomin' systems
Cars ride by

Funky for all the cars out there
And all the brothers
That like to front in their rides
Check it out

You know it's funky, funky, funky 'cos you heard it from hear-say
A jam that you love that don't be gettin' no airplay
Strictly for frontin' when you're ridin' around
12 o'clock at night with your windows down

Headlights breakin' 'cos your batteries drain
Armor all on your tires and a big gold chain
Parkin' outside of all the hip-hop spots
Push the E-Q and play connect the dots

Leanin' to the side, people everywhere
The trunk full of amps, there ain't no room for a spare
Big beats bumpin' with the bass in back
All the sophisticated suckers catch a heart attack

'Cos they don't understand why I act this way
Pumpin' up the funky beat until the break of day
It's because I want attention when I'm ridin' by
And the girls be on my jock 'cos my system's fly

Cars ride by with the boomin' systems
Cars ride by with the boomin' systems
Cars ride by with the boomin' systems
Cars ride by with the boomin' systems

Girlies wanna ride with a brother like me
'Cos they be hear me gettin' funky frequently
They tell me don't drink and drive, I say what is this
Mind your business

Now pass it around
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checkin' out the rapper and the rhyme that he said

I'm frontin', and I don't care if you know
The backseat of my car is like a disco show
You would think I was a good friend of Al Capone
Crazy air freshener, who needs cologne

Bottom to the bottom to the top to the top
Cruise, it's 3 o'clock
The girlies, they smile, they see me comin'
I'm steady hummin', I got the funky drummer drummin'

My trunk be shakin', vibratin' and rattlin'
Pumpin so loud, all the shorties be battlin'
A right-hand man's here without the swing
Every chance I get I'm showin off my rings

I can keep it up until the break of dawn
'Cos I'm frontin' in my ride and my word is bond

Cars ride by with the boomin' systems
Cars ride by
Cars ride by with the boomin' systems
Cars ride by

Sun roof open, so I can feel the wind blow
I don't give a damn if it cracks my back window
C to the O to the O to the L to the I to the N
To the F to the R to the O to the N to the T to the I to the N

That means I'm chillin'
Like Spoonie Gee said, my seats are soft like a bed
They recline way back, so I can get real 'cosy
I got the gangster tapes in the place

Like a basehead would say, "I want bass, I want a hit, I want a dose"
You're rollin' up smilin', but you can't come close
'Cos my system is pumpin' loud
Like Rakim said, "I wanna move the crowd"

I warm it up with Kane, fight the power with PE
Tell the cops, you gots to chill with EPMD
This is something devastatin that'll break your trunk
And remember, Uncle L is like the future of the funk

Cars ride by with the boomin' systems
Cars ride by

You know what I'm sayin word
So next time you're in your ride pumpin' it up
Just remember it's cool

Cars ride by with the boomin' systems
Cars ride by

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Forever - Lyrics - Freddie Foxxx

Title: Forever
Artist: Freddie Foxxx
Composer(s): Freddie Foxxx

Lyric:
Hey baby, my name is Foxxx
Yeah, I see you standin' over there
In the corner lookin' all smooth

Short lil' cutie, hey, check this out
How 'bout we break the scene, you know?
Do it my way, comin' cool

You're listenin' while my baritone's flowin'
Smilin' at Freddie Foxxx, girl, because you're knowin'
We break the scene, it's a night of sheer ecstasy
Nobody's around, just you and me

The music is smooth and we don't have tension
Then we cuddle up when I whisper and mention
Baby, I think it's time that we did it
The smile that you have on your face shows you're with it

Then when we approach the bedroom, you stand there
Sexy as ever then let down your hair
You can't wait, the pressure builds up to shocks
You're about to be loved by the man Freddie Foxxx

Unpredictable attitudes can fill the air
But when you're in the mix with the Foxxx, you don't care
Love goes on, might last forever
Dissatisfaction on your part, never

I take you deep, baby, you can't stand it
Pain is pleasure with the black love bandit
When it's over, hug you, kiss you and hold you
Things stay smooth just like I told you, forever

Forever and ever, yeah
Forever

Now, baby listen, now I'm your man and you're free
I send you love letters and you love what you read
I sing and serenade you with all my heart
Got a bond between us, baby, never tear us apart

Send you flowers everyday, got you diamonds and gold
We live together always till we grow old
Have dinner in bed, you don't have to cook
Got my butlers waitin' on you, hand and foot

I bought you minks and furs, a white cat that purrs
And two matching poodles named His and Hers
We travel the world, goin' near and far
And I gave you the keys to your brand new car

Girl, you don't wanna drive, I buy you a plane
And on the side in black letters print your whole name
Give you love and sensitivity, disrespect never, forever

Forever and ever, yeah
Forever

Now my mental is active so I'm always thinkin'
Of ways to make it better so my love ain't shrinkin'
But you're used to it, you want more every day
You're startin' to ask me in a arrogant way

I never asked you for nothin', always give
But your head's gettin' real large like you live
Bein' real hateful and very ungrateful
Tryin' to disrespect the man that made your whole plate full

How you're livin', baby, I wanna ask you
Answer the question before I unmask you
Was it phoney? You knew I had dough so we did it
But now it's all done, Foxxx just ain't with it

It's over, I get the house, you get Rover
I keep the Rolls and might buy you a Nova
You devoted your love and your heart to my soul
And said that I was the man you always wanted to hold

Now you love me, you want me back, you want a change
All of a sudden, girl, you wanna rearrange
Is it because your bank's goin' down the drain?
Or you lost your diamond rings and fat gold chains

Stop cryin', I have no sympathy whatsoever
I don't want you forever

Forever and ever, yeah
Forever

Hey baby, when we started off everything was real smooth
But I treat you too good, that's what it was
Couldn't even go down the block
Unless you had the cops on my jock
You know I'm sayin'? Hey look, I'm out

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Mortal Thought (I Must Roc The Mic) - Lyrics - Krs One

Title: Mortal Thought (I Must Roc The Mic)
Artist: Krs One
Composer(s): Chris E. Martin, Lawrence Parker

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Lyric:
You never will conquer the champion
You never will conquer the champion
Calm down my selector

Adjust that treble right now adjust the bass
Turn it up, stop frontin'
C'mon, turn it up
Alright, check it out ninety-three lyrics, here we go

I never want a jheri curl up under my hat
The woman in my bed has got to be strictly black
I never want money if my lyrics are wack
So I must, rock, the mic

I play only the reggae and I play only rap
I rock the African, the European, and Jap
Beneath I got to show you that I am all that
So I must, rock, the mic

Are you tired of lyrical liars, passing fliers
Wannabe MC's but really good triers
Tripping over mic cords, getting you bored
A total fraud, this kind of thing I can't afford

So I pick up the mic and kill it ill it top bill it
The cough is a skillet, where MC's get fried in it
You got beef chill it, blood I spill it
After seven long years of ripping the party and I'm still widdit
You call my name I don't think about suing ya
I come to the club with that booyaka

Laughing while I'm doin' ya the crowd is booin' ya
Gimme one month, record for record on tape I'll ruin ya
Some likkle awl pon sound bwoy wanna if rule de city
His style is lookin' pretty beats and rhymes are dibby dibby

Here comes the rootical ratical teacha
I'll eat ya defeat ya beat ya till ya stagger and ya teeth chatter
You'll be goin' through convulsions as I flash data
Any rapper can be a decapitated rapper now what's the matter

You're full of more junk than a sausage
Let me show you what a real hip hop artist

My posse from the Bronx
My posse from the Bronx
My posse from the Bronx
My posse from the Bronx

I never want a jheri curl up under my hat
The woman in my bed has got to be strictly black
I never want money if my lyrics are wack
So I must, rock, the mic

I play only the reggae and I play only rap
I rock the African, the European, and Jap
Beneath I got to show you that I am all that
So I must, rock, the mic

Of course, yeah I'm the most brilliant recording artist in your life
Never have to repeat a rhyme style twice, precise
In a lyrical drought like water to your lips oh yes my lyrics will suffice
I'm nice, like beans and rice, I am delicious

Who's the freshest lyricist on the mic, you don't want to fuck with Kris is
Lyric for lyric rhyme for rhyme style for style I break you like dishes
Either you come fully correct or the lyrics you simply makin' wishes
We got no time for fake black leaders and dreamers blowin' wishes

You see a fraud, I mean a fraud like in fraudulation
I know what it is, the crown of rhyme supremacy you're tastin'
And yes, before the flavor hits your greedy tongue
You get ripped up by KRS-One

Now, lyrics, somebody want lyrics, from the lyrical terrorist
Here's a little somethin for you all to remember Kris
And remember this I am no pessimist, more of an optimist
Activist revolutionist, yes the hardest artist
And the smartest, Premier, spark this

My posse from the Bronx
My posse from the Bronx
My posse from the Bronx
My posse from the Bronx

I never want a jheri curl up under my hat
The woman in my bed has got to be strictly black
I never want money if my lyrics are wack
So I must, rock, the mic

I play only the reggae and I play only rap
I rock the African, the European, and Jap
Beneath I got to show you that I am all that
So I must, rock, the mic

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Miss World - Lyrics - Act 2: Blood & the Life Eternal - Neverending White Lights

Title: Miss World
Album: Act 2: Blood & the Life Eternal
Artist: Neverending White Lights
Composer(s): Eric Erlandson, Courtney Love

Lyric:
I am the girl, you know can't look you in the eye
I am the girl, you know so sick I cannot try
I am the one, you want can't look you in the eye
I am the girl, you know I lie and lie and lie

I'm Miss World, somebody kill me
Kill me pills, no one cares, my friends, my friends
I'm Miss World, watch me break and watch me burn
No one is listening, my friends, yeah

I make my bed, I lie in it, I make my bed, I die in it
I make my bed, I lie in it, I make my bed, I die in it

Kill girls watch, when I eat ether
Suck me under, maybe forever my friends

I make my bed, I lie in it, I make my bed, I die in it
I make my bed, I lie in it, I make my bed, I cry in it
I make my bed, I lie in it, I make my bed, I cry in it
I make my bed, I die in it, I make my bed, I lie in it, my friend

I am the girl, you know can't look you in the eye

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Makedamnsure - Lyrics - Louder Now - Taking Back Sunday

Title: Makedamnsure
Album: Louder Now
Artist: Taking Back Sunday
Composer(s): Edward Reyes, Adam Burbank Lazzara, Matthew A. Rubano, Frederick Mascherino, Mark O'Connell

Lyric:
You've got this new head filled up with smoke
And I got my veins all tangled
Close to the jukebox bars you frequent
The safest place to hide

A long night spent with your most obvious weakness
You start shaking at the thought
You are everything I want
'Cause you are everything I'm not

And we lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close
(How close is close enough?)
We lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close

I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way

Well my inarticulate store-bought
Hangover hobby kit it talks
And it says, "You, oh, you are so cool"

It says, "The shade across the bed
You are red, violent red
You hollow out my hungry eyes
You hollow out my hungry eyes?

And we lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close
(How close is close enough?)
We lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close

I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
Well I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way

I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way
(Worst way)

I'm gonna make damn sure
That you can't ever leave
No, you won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me

I'll make damn sure
That you can't ever leave
No, you won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me
(Ever get too far)
You won't ever get too far

I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
Well I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way
(Worst way)

I'm gonna make damn sure
I just wanna break you down so badly
I just wanna break you down so badly
(Damn sure)
In the worst way
(Worst way)

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