Empire State Human - Lyrics - Human League

Title: Empire State Human
Artist: Human League
Composer(s): Ware Marsh Oake

Lyric:
Since I was very young, I've realized
I never wanted to be human size
So I avoid the crowds and traffic jams
They just remind me of how small I am

Because of this longing in my heart
I'm going to start the growing art
I'm going to grow now and never stop
Think like a mountain, grow to the top

Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
And if I'm not tall, tall, tall, then I will crawl, crawl, crawl
Because I'm not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall

Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
And if I'm not tall, tall, tall, then I will crawl, crawl, crawl
Because I'm not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall

With concentration
My size increased
And now I'm fourteen stories high
At least

Empire State Human
Just a born kid
I'll go to Egypt to be
The pyramids

Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
(Brick by brick, stone by stone)
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
(Growing till he's fully grown)
And if I'm not tall, tall, tall, then I will crawl, crawl, crawl
(Brick by brick, stone by stone)
Because I'm not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
(Growing till he's fully grown)

Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
(Fetch more water, fetch more sand)
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
(Biggest person in the land)
And if I'm not tall, tall, tall, then I will crawl, crawl, crawl
(Fetch more water, fetch more sand)
Because I'm not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
(Biggest person in the land)

Brick by brick, stone by stone
Growing till he's fully grown
Brick by brick, stone by stone
Growing till he's fully grown

Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
(Fetch more water, fetch more sand)
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
(Biggest person in the land)
And if I'm not tall, tall, tall, then I will crawl, crawl, crawl
(Fetch more water, fetch more sand)
Because I'm not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
(Biggest person in the land)

Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
(Brick by brick, stone by stone)
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
(Growing till he's fully grown)
And if I'm not tall, tall, tall, then I will crawl, crawl, crawl
(Brick by brick, stone by stone)
Because I'm not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
(Growing till he's fully grown)

Fetch more water, fetch more sand
Biggest person in the land
Fetch more water, fetch more sand
Biggest person in the land

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Step By Step - Lyrics - Withney Houston

Title: Step By Step
Artist: Withney Houston
Composer(s): Annie Lennox

Lyric:
Well, there's a bridge and there's a river
That I still must cross
As I'm going on my journey
Oh, I might be lost

And there's a road I have to follow
A place I have to go
Well, no one told me just how to get there
But when I get there I'll know 'cause I'm taking it

Step by step, bit by bit
Stone by stone, yeah, brick by brick
Step by step, day by day
Mile by mile

And this old road is rough and ruin
So many dangers along the way
So many burdens might fall upon me
So many troubles that I have to face

Oh, but I won't let my spirit fail me
Oh, I won't let my spirit go
Until I get to my destination
I'm gonna take it slow because I'm making in a

Step by step, bit by bit
Stone by stone, yeah, brick by brick
Step by step, day by day
Mile by mile, go your way, go your way

Say baby, don't give up
You've got to hold on to what you've got
Oh, baby, don't give up
You've go to keep on moving, don't stop, yeah, yeah

I know you're hurting
And I know you're blue
I know you're hurting
But don't let the bad things get to you, I'm taking it

Step by step, bit by bit
Stone by stone, yeah, brick by brick
Step by step, day by day
Mile by mile, go your way, go your way

I'm takin' it step by step, bit by bit
Stone by stone, yeah, brick by brick
Step by step, day by day
Mile by mile, go your way, go your way

Bit by bit

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Mumia'S Song - Lyrics - Anti Flag

Title: Mumia'S Song
Artist: Anti Flag
Composer(s): Christopher Mark Head, Justin Cathal Geever, Patrick Chris Bollinger, Christopher Lee Barker

Lyric:
Arm in arm, fists held high, "set free", our battle cry
Take back the streets and our right to free speech
Locked up and put away for fear of what they'll say

Crooked cops plus crooked judges, don't equal justice
Free all political prisoners
Racist cops plus racist judges, don't equal justice
Free all political prisoners

Brick by brick, wall by wall
Won't sit back, let our brothers and sisters fall
The unjust justice system
Our voice will overthrow

Crooked cops plus crooked judges, don't equal justice
Free all political prisoners
Racist cops plus racist judges, don't equal justice
Free all political prisoners

Leonard Pelter, Father Roy Bourgeois
The Angola 3, The Move 9
Ken Sara Wiwa, Lori Bernson
Like Nelson Mandela
Keep hope alive, keep hope alive

Brick by brick, wall by wall
We're gonna free Mumia Abu-Jamal
Brick by brick, wall by wall
We're gonna free Mumia Abu-Jamal
Brick by brick, wall by wall
We're gonna free Mumia Abu-Jamal

No justice, no peace, no racist police
No justice, no peace, no racist police
No justice, no peace, no racist police
No justice, no peace, alright

Free all political prisoners
Free all political prisoners
Free all political prisoners
Bastards

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Go It Alone - Lyrics - Leather Jackets - Elton John

Title: Go It Alone
Album: Leather Jackets
Artist: Elton John
Composer(s): Elton John, Bernie Taupin

Lyric:
It's so hard to say goodbye
When there's nothing left to give
When this house is just a hill of bones
Where you and I once lived

If we put it back together
By the skin of our teeth
You'd still pull it all apart
Bit by bit, piece by piece

And I'll go it alone, call this house my home
Build it up again with someone new
Build it brick by brick, till I find a girl that fits
This home's a whole lot better without you

There's no passion alive
When you count your phony schemes
And the cars you drive to buy your friends
They don't ever come back clean

If the cards on the table
Always turn up spades
The cards that always cheat the hearts
The spades you play just dug my grave

And I'll go it alone, call this house my home
Build it up again with someone new
Build it brick by brick, till I find a girl that fits
This home's a whole lot better without you

And I'll go it alone, call this house my home
I'm gonna build it up again with someone new
Build it brick by brick, till I find a girl that fits
This home's a whole lot better without you

Oh, I'll go it alone, call this house my home
Build it up again with someone new
I'll build it brick by brick, till I find a girl that fits
This home's a whole lot better without you

Without you
Without you

Without you
Without you

Without you
Without you
...

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Step By Step - Lyrics - Method Man

Title: Step By Step
Artist: Method Man
Composer(s): Ron Brooks, Gregory Jacobs, Erick Sermon, Clifford Smith, Tupac Shakur, Roger Troutman, Shirley Murdock, Larry Troutman

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Lyric:
This goes out
To all the big head niggaz
And all them big head bitches
You know my steez-o

Yo, yo, yo, yo
Deadly melodic, robotic steez-o blur your optic
So you can't see the topic, condition combo
Blaze bring the heat to your mourning like Alonzo
Head honcho like Eastwood, gun in my Pancho
Another bad desperado, trapped in between
The hills and the El Dorados, but you can't do that

Welcome to the wheel of fortune where Pat don't Sajak
Bring it to these cats often, the biggest payback
Is when I condemn men, to purgatory
Stick a pen, do 'em in, eight million stories
In the naked Mr. Method, blade runner
Blood stain on my track record, top gunner

You know it's sick now, just a little bit, aw shit
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's this
Make 'em get down, head where I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down, she don't know you better school her
Step by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit

Check my extinction agenda, mind bender
No retreat, no surrender, head trauma
Death before dishonor, sword and golden armor
Undetected stealth bomber, blow the session
With immaculate conception, hit yo' section
With my def squad connection, the green-eyed bandit
E double up dammit, iron lung

Flow taste like a knuckle sandwich, now you know
It's time that I take advantage, take command yo
Cops caught me red-handed
Blood on the dance floor
Or was it Michael Jackson
Fuck it, time for some action
Check my re-runs an see what's happening

You know it's sick now, just a little bit, aw shit
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's this
Make 'em get down, head where I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down, she don't know you better school her
Step by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit

You know it's sick now, just a little bit, aw shit
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's this
Make 'em get down, head where I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down, she don't know you better school her

Before she get her back blown
Jealous men don't understand and get clapped on
Now I'm reloadin'
Automate and keep it goin', right and exact
Runnin' track like I'm Jesse Owens, catch 'em wit my rap slogan
Jack frost, leave 'em frozen
Bust flows and never lay text without my trojan

Hand writin', ass whippin', I keep spittin'
At any head-on collision, throw dart wit precision
And split decision, tell your old folk
And your children what I'm dealin'
Good times, and hood rhymes from the villain
Till I see you at the ooh-building motherfuckers

You know it's sick now, just a little bit, aw shit
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's this
Make 'em get down, head where I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down, she don't know you better school her
Step by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit

This one is dedicated to my big head niggaz
And all them big head bitches
All them big head bitches

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Goodnight My Lady, And A Forever Farewell - Lyrics - The Chariot

Title: Goodnight My Lady, And A Forever Farewell
Artist: The Chariot
Composer(s): Jeffrey Carter Albrecht, Josh Beiser, Jeff Carter, Johnathan Harbin, Jorge Medina, Joshua Erik Scogin

Lyric:
This horseless carriage leads me home
My hands remain folded
My life remains a Sunday
Brick by brick I built this staircase
Brick by brick I walk on

Situated just below the ground and just above your head
Throw your roses, throw your tears down
If we don't meet
(Again)
This side of heaven, make sure you're right, stutter

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Something Wild - Lyrics - Brick By Brick - Iggy Pop

Title: Something Wild
Album: Brick By Brick
Artist: Iggy Pop
Composer(s): John Hiatt

Lyric:
Sometimes I don't even move a muscle
Baby while you lie awake all night
I think I've got 9 lives in these corpuscles
Girl, you know sometimes I don't think right

I hear voices in the hall
I wake up and it's nothing at all
A hungry wolf-an angry child

Or something wild
Something wild
Something wild
Something wild

It's not as if we could think that things was one way
Or they would all just be that way right now
When I was a kid I thought that some day
I could tame this lion heart some way, some how

Now I'm hungry for the love
That doesn't know what it's thinking of
Searching for the meek and mild

Like something wild
Something wild
Something wild
Something wild

There's a hole where the wind blows through
And some curtains too
But I can't hide a thing from you
You know where I'm comin' from

Well I tried gettin' there under my own steam
But my very last chance was shot
Now you're ridin' me down like a submarine
I can feel you in my veins, runnin' hot

I went out and stole a new pair of shoes
Some pocket money and a place to go
Now we gotta get up and scream at the
Top of our lungs like it was gonna die
If we didn't make it so

I hear voices in the hall
I wake up and it's nothing at all
A hungry wolf, an angry child

Or something wild
Something wild
Something wild
Something wild

Something wild
Something wild
Something wild
...

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Stone By Stone - Lyrics - Blackhawk

Title: Stone By Stone
Artist: Blackhawk
Composer(s): Henry Iii Paul, Dave Robbins, Van Wesley Stephenson

Lyric:
Stone by stone, beam by beam
Hand in hand, we built this dream
Now you're wreckin' this home
Doin' it stone by stone

Brick by brick, tear by tear
The love we made has slowly disappeared
It's as good as gone
You're takin' it stone by stone

Why can't you up and just walk away
Do you have to drag it out day after day
I'm tired of tryin', I'm giving up
'Cause you tear it down faster than I can fix it up

Room by room, wall by wall
Pretty soon its gonna fall
On your own
You're doin' it stone by stone

Why can't you up and just walk away
Do you have to drag it out day after day
I'm tired of tryin', I'm giving up
'Cause you tear it down faster than I can fix it up

Stone by stone, beam by beam
Hand in hand, we built this dream
Now you're wreckin' this home
Doing it stone by stone

Stone by stone by stone by stone
Stone by stone by stone by stone
On your own, you're doin' it stone by stone

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Ring The Alarm - Lyrics - 19 Naughty Nine: Nature's Fury - Naughty By Nature

Title: Ring The Alarm
Album: 19 Naughty Nine: Nature's Fury
Artist: Naughty By Nature
Composer(s): Keir Gist, Vincent Vinnie Brown, Anthony Criss

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Lyric:
Ring the alarm
Jersey bring the bitch out the bastards
Woah yeah
We get cash in wit bass D.O.A.
You'll find that higher Brick City D.O.A.

So ring the alarm
Jersey bring the bitch out the bastards
Woah yeah
We get cash in wit bass D.O.A.
You'll find that higher Brick City D.O.A.

It just ain't yo time yet, and you still claimin' rhyme vet
Criticize us when yo bitch ass ain't even signed yet
Instincts is mental, some bitch stinkin' gentle
Go reshine yo symbol and rethink yo demo
If fifth was a fifth we'd both be drunk
And if it hurt my shit he'd be dead in the trunk

Fuck the funk, pass the puck and parade on upper Lassgate
The charge in the city is still perform for Petacky
In that case it must be naughty for life
Shout out to all my niggas doin' 20 to life
I trust fools about as far as I can see you tricks
So fuck you wit 2, think quick I don't need you jinx

Ring the alarm
Jersey bring the bitch out the bastards
Woah yeah
We get cash in wit bass D.O.A.
You'll find that higher Brick City D.O.A.

So ring the alarm
Westside bring the bitch out the bastards
Woah yeah
We get cash in wit bass D.O.A.
You'll find that higher Brick City D.O.A.

Spoke the mic and let you kiss of death
Smokin' MCs before they have a chance to take one breath
I got the shit to blow right through yo face
Any nigga thinkin' they wanna step 2 this, jump and test
Naughty's been known for bringin' major niggas max of stress
Never want us in yo party 'cos we crack yo set
Little juvenile, delinquent gets a classic vet
Somebody come and grab yo child before I snap his neck

Oh yeah! You motherfuckers disgrace me
I'll make money but the money don't make me
Niggas like you be always actin' so flakey
Chess while you runnin' round yo hood, don't shake ya
Crowd puts it down on the level above
It's international called illtown love
Witness this motherfucker just turn the mic on
I spit this shit from my bitches who get they dyke on, rap pawns

Ring the alarm
Jersey bring the bitch out the bastards
Woah yeah
We get cash in wit bass D.O.A.
You'll find that higher Brick City D.O.A.

So ring the alarm
Midwest bring the bitch out the bastards
Woah yeah
We get cash in wit bass D.O.A.
You'll find that higher Brick City D.O.A.

Oh Jerry taps some more caps, oh where you goin'
Reapin' in somebody half six in the mornin'
Whoo, and they rollin' deep with they gats in they hand
With they wars canine, and they batterin' rams
Somebody that got them mad
Bitch rollin' through my front fence
Strollin' through my back

If Vin move the Llello, continue to lay low
You try to fuck me, now you've been doe, rubbin' day hoe
Could've been on the payroll, but you wanna play bro
So motherfuck you, you tell the captain, I say so
I'll show you the master you dick writin' bastard
My lawyer's so good, she gonna be workin' in Alaska

So ring the alarm
Jersey bring the bitch out the bastards
Woah yeah
We get cash in wit bass D.O.A.
You'll find that higher Brick City D.O.A.

So ring the alarm
Eastside bring the bitch out the bastards
Woah yeah
We get cash in wit bass D.O.A.
You'll find that higher Brick City D.O.A.

So ring the alarm
Jersey bring the bitch out the bastards
Woah yeah
We get cash in wit bass D.O.A.
You'll find that higher Brick City D.O.A.

So ring the alarm
Eastside bring the bitch out the bastards
Woah yeah
We get cash in wit bass D.O.A.
You'll find that higher Brick City D.O.A.

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New Rock Revolution - Lyrics - The Reunion Show

Title: New Rock Revolution
Artist: The Reunion Show
Composer(s): Brian K Diaz, Mark Kluepfel, Derrick William Sherman, David Sullivan Kaplan

Lyric:
Welcome to the revolution, the new rock revolution
I am right and you are wrong
Every dynasty will fall, a great big fall
Let's tear the wall brick by brick by brick
Let's drop a wrench in the system

You taught us how to dream
You taught us how to love
You taught us how to cry
But that don't mean a thing? It's all been done before

Welcome to the revolution, the new rock revolution
It's all been done before
Welcome to the revolution, the new rock revolution
It's the new rock revolution
It's the new rock revolution

We are rebels with no yell
We are idols in our prime of nothingness
Let's do it for the right reasons, except the right ones
Let's do it for a cause

You taught us how to dance
You taught us how to listen
You taught us how to rock
But that don't mean a thing?

There's this girl, she lives in her made world
She says, it's all been done, she says, it's all been done
I just might, lay with her for a while
She says, it's all been done, she says, it's all been
She says, it's all been done for days and years to come

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Brick - Lyrics - Whatever & Ever Amen - Ben Folds

Title: Brick
Album: Whatever & Ever Amen
Artist: Ben Folds
Composer(s): Jesse Ben Folds

Lyric:
6 a.m. day after Christmas
I throw some clothes on in the dark
The smell of cold, car seat is freezing
The world is sleeping, I am numb

An' up the stairs to her apartment
She is balled up on the couch
Her mom and dad went down to Charlotte
They're not home to find us out

And we drive
Now that I have found someone
I'm feeling more alone
Than I ever have before

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly

They call her name at 7:30
I pace around the parking lot
Then I walk down to buy her flowers
And sell some gifts that I got

Can't you see
It's not me you're dying for
Now she's feeling more alone
Than she ever has before

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly

As weeks went by it showed that she was not fine
They told me son it's time to tell the truth
And she broke down and I broke down
'Cause I was tired of lying

Driving back to her apartment
For the moment we're alone
And she's alone and I'm alone
And now I know it

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly

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Brick - Lyrics - Whatever And Ever Amen - Ben Folds Five

Title: Brick
Album: Whatever And Ever Amen
Artist: Ben Folds Five
Composer(s): Jesse Ben Folds

Lyric:
6 A.M., day after Christmas
I throw some clothes on in the dark
The smell of cold car seat is freezing
The world is sleeping and I am numb

Up the stairs to her apartment she is balled up on the couch
Her mom and dad went down to Charlotte
They're not home to find us out
And we drive, now that I have found someone
I'm feeling more alone, than I ever have before

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly

They call her name at 7:30, I pace around the parking lot
Then I walk down to buy her flowers, and sell some gifts that I got
Can't you see? It's not me you're dying for
Now she's feeling more alone, than she ever has before

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly

As weeks went by, it showed that she was not fine
They told me son it's time to tell the truth
And she broke down and I broke down
''Cuz I was tired of lying

Driving back to her apartment
For the moment we're alone
She's alone and I'm alone
Now I know it

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly

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Blood From A Clone - Lyrics - George Harrison

Title: Blood From A Clone
Artist: George Harrison
Composer(s): George Harrison

Lyric:
They say they like it but now in the market
It may not go well as it's too laid back
You need some oomph, papa, nothing like Frank Zappa
And not new wave, they don't play that crap

Try beating your head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Don't have time for the music
They want the blood from a clone

I hear a clock ticking, I feel the nitpicking
I almost quit kicking at the wall
There seems a confusion under the illusion
That they know just what will suit you all

Beating my head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Ain't got time for the music
They want the blood from a clone

There is no sense to it, pure pounds and pence to it
They're so intense too, makes me amazed
Don't want no music but they're making you sick with
Some awful noises that may get played

By beating their heads on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Ain't no messing 'round with music
Give them the blood from a clone

Beating my head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Ain't got time for the music
They want the blood from a clone

Where will it all lead us? I thought we had freed us
From the mundane, seems I'm wrong again
Could be they lack roots, they're still wearing Jack boots
And marching somewhere in the pouring rain

Beating my head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Don't have time for the music
They want the blood from a clone

By beating their heads on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Ain't no messing 'round with music
Give them the blood from a clone

Beating my head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Ain't got time for the music
They want the blood from a clone

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Another Brick In The Wall, Part Ii - Lyrics - Roger Waters

Title: Another Brick In The Wall, Part Ii
Artist: Roger Waters
Composer(s): Roger Waters

Lyric:
When we grew up and went to school
There were certain teachers who
Would hurt the children any way they could

By pouring their derision
Upon anything we did
Exposing every weakness
However carefully hidden by the kids

But in the town it was well known
When they got home at night
Their fat and psychopathic wives would thrash them
Within inches of their lives

We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teacher, leave them kids alone

Hey, teacher, leave them kids alone
All in all it's just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall

We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers, leave those kids alone

Hey, teacher, leave us kids alone
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall

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Love Is Wicked - Lyrics - Love Is Wicked - Brick & Lace

Title: Love Is Wicked
Album: Love Is Wicked
Artist: Brick & Lace
Composer(s): Tasha Thorbourne, Steven Michael Marsden, Nyanda Janell Thorbourne, Nailah Thorbourne

Lyric:
Yeah ah, ah, ah
Brick & Lace innah di place
Yuh love is wicked, wicked, wicked
Yeah, mama

Running around I can't get through my days
Thoughts of you just keep consuming me
I thought I could do it but now I see
That you're not mine and I was wrong to think you'd change, yeah

I wish you could stay with me another day
I wish I could change your mind and make you stay
'Cause I'd give anything to hear you say
I'll be loving you eternally, your love is wicked

Tears on ma pillow 'cause your love is wicked
Cry me a river 'cause your love is wicked
Friends come around say your love is wicked
But the kisses wah yuh get, don't you know it's wicked?

Wait for your call 'cause your love is wicked
Can't sleep at all because your love is wicked
Pain in ma heart 'cause your love is wicked
By the loving wah yuh, get don't you know it's wicked?

Okay yeah, yeah, yeah
Brick & Lace innah di place
Yuh love is wicked, wicked, wicked
Hey mama

Baby I loved you from the very start, yeah yeah
Even though I knew that you would break my heart
And I couldn't resist the way you touch me baby
Was I a fool to think I'd play nothing but two?

I wish you could stay with me another day
I wish I could change your mind and make you stay
'Cause I'd give anything to hear you say
I'll be loving you eternally, your love is wicked

Tears on ma pillow 'cause your love is wicked
Cry me a river 'cause your love is wicked
Friends come around say your love is wicked
But the kisses wah yuh get, don't you know it's wicked?

Wait for your call 'cause your love is wicked
Can't sleep at all because your love is wicked
Pain in ma heart 'cause your love is wicked
By the loving wah yuh get, don't you know it's wicked?

Wah mi a go do fi get ova you
Anybody have a remedy or a cure?
Someone call a doctor or emergency crew
'Cause mi carry feelings fi yuh fi yuh fi yuh

Wah mi a go do fi get ova you
Anybody have a remedy or a cure?
Someone call a doctor or emergency crew
'Cause mi carry feelings fi yuh fi yuh fi yuh

Boy your love is wicked
Boy your love is wicked
Boy your love is wicked
Boy your love is wicked

Your kissing, your hugging
Your loving, your sexing
Oh my baby I am missing you

Tears on ma pillow 'cause your love is wicked
Cry me a river 'cause your love is wicked
Friends come around say your love is wicked
But the kisses wah yuh get, don't you know it's wicked?

Wait for your call 'cause your love is wicked
Can't sleep at all because your love is wicked
Pain in ma heart 'cause your love is wicked
By the loving wah yuh get, don't you know it's wicked

Tears on ma pillow 'cause your love is wicked
Cry me a river 'cause your love is wicked
Friends come around say your love is wicked
But the kisses wah yuh get, don't you know it's wicked?

Your kissing, your hugging
Your loving, your sexing
Oh my baby I am missing you

Tears on ma pillow 'cause your love is wicked
Cry me a river 'cause your love is wicked
Friends come around say your love is wicked
But the kisses wah yuh get, don't you know it's wicked?

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Hit By Love - Lyrics - Lila Mccann

Title: Hit By Love
Artist: Lila Mccann
Composer(s): Trey Edwin Bruce, Rebecca Lynn Howard

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Lyric:
We didn't know what hit us
We had to stop and catch a breath
Like a brick wall in a train tunnel
That scared us half to death

You'd have thought we could've seen it coming
The way the two of us were runnin'
But I guess that's the way it is
If you've never been

Hit by love, struck by lightning
Bound forever, there's no denying
That all we want is everything
That makes love like this come true

Oh, emotionally on our knees
It took a moment to believe
But there we were, the two of us
Hit by love

Looking back is easy
If you've got memories like ours
We crashed like two headlights
And we're still seeing stars

And I don't have to stop and wonder
Where we'll find that rollin' thunder
'Cause my heart knows you and me
Are always gonna be

Hit by love, struck by lightning
Bound forever, there's no denying
That all we want is everything
That makes love like this come true

Oh, emotionally on our knees
It took a moment to believe
But there we were, the two of us
Hit by love

Hit by love, struck by lightning
Bound forever, there's no denying
That all we want is everything
That makes love like this come true

Oh, emotionally on our knees
It took a moment to believe
But there we were, the two of us
Hit by love

There we were, the two of us
Hit by love
Hit by love

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G-Code - Lyrics - Tha G-Code - Juvenile

Title: G-Code
Album: Tha G-Code
Artist: Juvenile
Composer(s): Teruis Gray, Byron O Thomas

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Lyric:
I ain't terrified from nuthin', I'm young, wild, crazy and disgustin'
Better watch me 'cuz I'm coming with a oven by my stomach
I'm scramblin' for the money, tape ya up like a mummy
Call ya people and tell 'em I need 50 for this dummy
I'm runnin', hidin' and duckin', stuntin', ridin' and thuggin'
Dumpin' fire and bustin', lovin', lyin' and lustin'
Stealin', killin' and rapin', runnin', climbin' and chasin'
Strugglin', hustin' to make, get it, got it, I take it

Watch ya Chevy mister move ya purse miss
'Cuz I tote heavy pistols and man, they burst quick
It's too late to hesitate, I was told there'd be better days
But shit that was yesterday and still I haven't ate
But dog that's how ya labor when ya bein' a thug
These niggas don't seem to feel me till they seein' they blood
Can't hide it though, I represent the 17th Carroll ton Holly grove
That's my G-Code

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya gloves
Ride drops on dubs
We gon' live by that

Make the snitches catch a cut
Soldier pistol nigga what
Hit the block and open up
We gon' die by that

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya gloves
Ride drops on dubs
We gon' live by that

Make the snitches catch a cut
Soldier pistol nigga what
Hit the block and open up
We gon' die by that

We raised up lookin' at trees and brick walls
Foreign properties and pack some menthols
Got us a fire connect and went off
Got jammed with this broad that rent cars
Wasn't tryin' to change the game, just be in it
Didn't give a fuck if we balled for 3 minutes
Snatch all the hoes and 'bauds and ree' tennis
Niggas can't survive the shit that we been in

Jack niggas to get some cheap linen
The ones that refuse we put 'em to sleep in it
Got up in the mornin' for class and play hookie
Some of us is veteran some of 'em stay rookie
Bitch couldn't talk to us if she wasn't fuckin'
Ya either be 'bout it or look and keep truckin'
Police drew causes and tried to cross lines
We stuck to the code we lived and died by it

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya gloves
Ride drops on dubs
We gon' live by that

Make the snitches catch a cut
Soldier pistol nigga what
Hit the block and open up
We gon' die by that

If war ever came we held the fort down
Back, slowed up, we switched and sold pound
Stayed on point to make some more green
Get our stash away from dope fiends
Nigga had a habit, he supplied his own
Always stay hot 'cuz we ride with chrome
We kept a little work for the ki's and bones
Crowds draw heat so we be's alone

We learned how to keep our mouth closed and watch
Them other motherfuckers fall off the block
24/7 all around the clock
We hustlin' of course in the gamblin' spot
We had a chance to stop, we still wasn't ready
Shit kept comin' so we made more fetti
Police drew causes and tried to cross lines
We stuck to the code we lived and died by it

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya gloves
Ride drops on dubs
We gon' live by that

Make the snitches catch a cut
Soldier pistol nigga what
Hit the block and open up
We gon' die by that

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya gloves
Ride drops on dubs
We gon' live by that

Make the snitches catch a cut
Soldier pistol nigga what
Hit the block and open up
We gon' die by that

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Yellow Brick Road - Lyrics - Luniz

Title: Yellow Brick Road
Artist: Luniz
Composer(s): Jerold Jr Ellis, Joseph Johnson, Garrick Husband

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Lyric:
Eh, eh, eh, yo mama got a long ass throat, when she drink milk
By the time it get to her stomach it's spoiled
Where you get that cream from man?
The ice cream man, man, that nigga ain't no muthafuckin' joke

Hold on, hold on, close the blinds, 'cause
'Cause the neighbors are lookin'
What? Nigga let's get busy man, I'm ready to hit this big shit man
You know what I'm sayin', this is big, big
Get that kid outta here

Whoa, the kids, man get the kids outta here
Close the door, 'cause they gonna tell on us
Eh, I'm blazin' this up fo tha ice cream man nigga
Uh, uh, uh, yeah

It's the ice cream man
Bitch don't you hear the music
I got the shit fiends holla if you wanna use it

It's the ice cream man
Bitch don't you hear the music
I got the shit fiends holla if you wanna use it

This shit is to be to let go, so welcome to the ghetto
Got no love from my moms an pops
Had to creep an caulk heat wit my fellows

Niggaz from the Big O, always down to scuffle
Had the hustle from the get go
An' didn't no, body, give a fuck about Jerold
Not when I had hella dirt an lint in my dried up ass curl

Hit the dice game, hurled off the night train
So hang that four-fifth at my brain
If you want me to do the right thang
Ever since my eyes open, I musta really sell dope in

The 6-9 Village of East Oakland, hopin', my dad would come back
But that fool vamp, now my mama spend the checks
On woozy's an the food stamps

That's why my ass was pumpin' gas, an shootin' craps
So I can make me some rootin'-tootin' scratch
No dap from the school hoes, now why did I cut school
Fuck school, 'cause me didn't have no school clothes

I had to go, hook up, a book up, now I'm a crook up
On the late night posted, slangin' cakes like Hostess
Sumthin' ferocious, mo candy than Reese Pieces
Fo human species, that wanna swap fo TVs an VCs

I'm ready, like Heav D, nuttin' but love fo ya
Fedi dubbs fo ya, the only nigga would glove fo ya
It's me, the ice creamery
So weasel down the Yellow Brick Road while I fold the greenery

It's the ice cream man
Bitch don't you hear the music
I got the shit fiends holla if you wanna use it

It's the ice cream man
Bitch don't you hear the music
I got the shit fiends holla if you wanna use it

You wonder why, I became the ice cream man
'Cause I knocked straight hands
But niggaz on my block didn't understand
That I was born to be a factor

If roses what I play, to get paid, then don't fade
But first give a nigga props, fo ditchin' cops
I couldn't work, so I knew a nigga couldn't stop

Slangin' mo yay than the next man
If I come up, don't get mad
Just give a pound to let the best stand

'Cause I done tried gettin' twenty off a note
I been there, slangin' fo the next nigga still broke
He flippin' shit, but you ain't, you fuck around an crumble
Then you come up short on yo bundle

An plus the dope fiends be gafflin', rolled out all yo scratch
You broke, so you whips up a dangle batch
To get enough to cop a zip, I'm stackin' up my grip
Got my 380 out so I don't slip

I need some real folks to come up, niggaz wit some guts
Plots an set up shop, wit Dru an Yuk
My lick mates, 100 percent hustlaz, games an heists
Quick to lick a niggaz house on bikes

Twice the game, bigga the endin', endin' rules
Much shit, an tucked tens is what I'm sendin' fools
I goes through all shit, to lick a ball bitch
To law shit, and then I'm off wit the Lootchie

My game is ready to be sold
I got my stripes fo followin' the Yellow Brick Road

It's the ice cream man
Bitch don't you hear the music
I got the shit fiends holla if you wanna use it

It's the ice cream man
Bitch don't you hear the music
I got the shit fiends holla if you wanna use it

Now I'm the ice cream man, bitch
Don't you see the man sittin' on gold ones
Dishin' off half, zips, an whole ones, no one
Could stop the Operation Stackola
A black soldier slangin' crack only fo scratchola

I told ya, I do it to fold ya, straight over nighter
Then flag the driver down wit my flash lighter
He speak, "Please G, please don't say no to me
Fo the cream, I dream, I fiend like Jodeci"

Notice he had a G ready to spend it, splendid
Got my shit so I won't get apprehended
Once again it's on, I gets my bail on
Weasel down the Yellow Brick Road wit hoes an my mail on

I chops cream, seems like the whole block is holdin' now
Broke my triple beam, 'cause the whole scene is rollin' now
Hope I can get to break it down an hold thangs, wit my luck
Num an Yuk, wit gold thangs on the ice cream truck

Nut up wit nuthin's, stroll down the Yellow Brick Road
Quick to lick fo some paper to fold, stole my whole load
What you want a nigga to get hurt fo?
My operation don't include spendin' on the turf hoe

The quickest nigga to finish, I cruise some
Can't be too dumb, sewed up the block, where you from?
So float on, an roll on, an understand, easin' down the road
It's the ice cream man

It's the ice cream man
Bitch don't you hear the music
I got the shit fiends holla if you wanna use it

It's the ice cream man
Bitch don't you hear the music
I got the shit fiends holla if you wanna use it

It's the ice cream man
Biatch

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Get Throwed (Remix) - Lyrics - Bun B

Title: Get Throwed (Remix)
Artist: Bun B
Composer(s): Chad Butler, Shawn C Carter, Jay Jenkins, J Mcvey, Bernard James Freeman, Leroy Williams

Lyric:
Smoke somethin', bitch
UGK, hold up, talkin' bout, uhh

Pimp C P.A. Trill nigga
Polo fuck that Hilfiger
Made myself a ghetto star
On the slab, sippin' barre

Smokin' weed, sellin' white
Them other niggaz shit don't come back right
That's how niggaz get popped
Tryin' to get the cheaper price

Watch yo' paper, guard your life
'Cause most these niggaz ain't livin' right
Keep yo' pistol, fuck a fight
'Cause niggaz out here jack every night

I keep my mind on my money, nigga, fuck the fame
Big face hun'erds keepin' the game
Hittin' the corner in the candy thang
Sittin' on leather, grippin' the grain

Good weed, good drink, big money, we
Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin' grain
I handle my business so I think
I deserve to get throwed, throwed

Well, I came in the door, I said it befo'
I never fuck a hoe without head no more
I never pull up in nuttin' less than a four
And I smoke cigars, it ain't just for the show

I'm blessed from the do' and known for my stidile
I send a nigga, baby mamma home with a smidile
You can have the bitch, nigga, I ain't sentimental
I smoke weed and freestyle over an instrumental

Been out, lived through the wicked streets of P.A.
Motherfuck the judge, prosecutor and the DA
Head to the H where the hoes will fuck three way
Two way, four way, anyway the Pro say

Never hear a hoe say, "No, I won't
No, I can't stop it and no, I don't"
'Cause a bitch know that I might just explode
And slap her in the face with a pie a la mode
'Cause a nigga gettin' throwed

Good weed, good drink, big money, we
Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin' grain
I handle my business so I think
I deserve to get throwed, throwed

Good weed, good drink, big money, we
Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin' grain
I handle my business so I think
I deserve to get throwed, throwed

You already know what it is, nigga
Snowman, 165 a piece, nigga USDA
I grind hard, grind hard and play harder, play hard
Break out the pot, heat up the water

Swear to God, the minivan do tricks
Hit the bricks hit the lions and wow, there go them bricks
Slide through the hood sittin' on some big wheels

Niggaz coppin' white and turn flips like cartwheels
Trapstar, my NexTel chirp all day
Ridin' dirty, three nines and a four way

Good weed, good drink, big money, we
Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin' grain
I handle my business so I think
I deserve to get throwed, throwed

So far I'm tourin' on foreign land
Worldwide, I'm known for the Arm & Hammer
Murder the streets I'm a wanted man
But the flow's like dope so it's on again

Started with the block, hit it brick by brick
Then I charted with the ROC nigga, hit by hit
I'm retarded with the glock nigga, clip by clip
The competition is none, they deceased to exist

Let it breathe a little bit
He's off his rocker, he's a lil schitz'
Roll like a football, Hov' used to cook raw
Now I got the game sewn like granny's good shawl

Sure, y'all niggaz want war
Y'all got it backwards, y'all should want raw
Y'all should want more and more, and more, uhh

Good weed, good drink, big money, we
Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin' grain
I handle my business so I think
I deserve to get throwed, throwed

Good weed, good drink, big money, we
Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin' grain
I handle my business so I think
I deserve to get throwed, throwed

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Cleansed By Fire - Lyrics - Hell Is - Alice Cooper

Title: Cleansed By Fire
Album: Hell Is
Artist: Alice Cooper
Composer(s): Mark Hudson, Steve Dudas, Alice Cooper, Robert Joseph Pfeifer

Lyric:
House of fire
House of fire, yeah
Let's build a house of fire, baby
Not one of wood or stone
Walk through my door of desire, baby
Come on in and make it your home
Don't need a window to watch you, baby
Don't need no roof overhead
Don't need no key to unlock ya, baby
I'll use my lovin' instead
I won't tire
Take me higher

Building a house of fire, baby
Buildin' it with our love
We are buildin' a house of fire every time we touch
House of fire
House of fire

We ain't gotta pay rent now, baby
No landlord to throw us out
I want to play in your garden, baby
When you want it give me a shout
I won't tire
Take me higher

Building a house of fire, baby
Buildin' it with our love
We are buildin' a house of fire every time we touch
We are building this house together, baby
Standing on solid ground
We are building a house of fire that you can't tear down
Brick by brick the flames get higher
Build it strong with our desire
Building a house of fire, baby
Building it with our love
We are building a house of fire every time we touch
We are building this house together, baby
Standing on solid ground
We are building a house of fire that you can't tear down
Building a house of fire, baby
Building it with our love
We are building a house of fire every time we touch

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