Caught In The Middle - Lyrics - Will Smith

Title: Caught In The Middle
Artist: Will Smith
Composer(s): Craig King, Willard Smith, Jeffrey Townes

Lyric:
Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Love and life a mysterious combo
Sit back relax 'cause now it's time to go
Back in my past my personal strife for being
Caught in the middle of love and life

Love is a fairytale earthly bond
But life is true reality chimes
When life brings on love is kind of hard for you to give up
The satisfaction you started for

This is a metaphor sort of a riddle
If your confused chill and I'm sure it'll
Clear up for you in a little bit
Love and life and I'm caught in the middle of it

The middle
The middle

Who or why your love ain't always right
Especially when you cross the pass of life
The wrath of life is hard 'cause your taught to dream on
But when your out in the world realities on

You found somebody to be with
You pour your lovin' in and it seems as if
Your pouring your love into a bottomless pit
You love each other but it just ain't workin'

Your not meant to be together it seems like
Well, just think maybe it's things like
She work 9 to 5, you work 5 to 9
Never together two separate lives

Love versus life see what I mean
You like the movies, she like the club scene
Nobody's wrong and nobody's right
Just caught in the middle of love and life

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Everybody wants to capture the rapture
Love and live happily ever after
Walking around barefoot sniffing daisies
Laying around all day long making babies

Go to France and dancin' eatin' in Sweden
Gambling in Rio, winning 'cause you're cheating
These are situations you can have some fun in
But open your eyes and real life comes running in

Dreaming again a plateau to come down off
Back to the world and see your love life sounds off
Start the day right call your girlfriend
But love and life start at it again

She says, baby I need to send you
You say, babe I got work to tend to
Love tells you to go be with her
But life says, boy get your butt to work

Think of love and life as a rock and a hard place
Exhilarating like a high speed car chase
Heart ache, heart break cuts like a knife
Caught in the middle of love and life

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In in love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In in love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In in love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In in in love)

Caught
(In life)
(In love)
Caught
(In life)
(In love)

Caught
In in the middle
Caught
In the middle
Caught

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Caught In The Middle - Lyrics - Dj Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince

Title: Caught In The Middle
Artist: Dj Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince
Composer(s): Craig King, Willard Smith, Jeffrey Townes

Lyric:
Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Love and life a mysterious combo
Sit back relax 'cause now it's time to go
Back in my past my personal strife for being
Caught in the middle of love and life

Love is a fairytale earthly bond
But life is true reality chimes
When life brings on love is kind of hard for you to give up
The satisfaction you started for

This is a metaphor sort of a riddle
If your confused chill and I'm sure it'll
Clear up for you in a little bit
Love and life and I'm caught in the middle of it

The middle
The middle

Who or why your love ain't always right
Especially when you cross the pass of life
The wrath of life is hard 'cause your taught to dream on
But when your out in the world realities on

You found somebody to be with
You pour your lovin' in and it seems as if
Your pouring your love into a bottomless pit
You love each other but it just ain't workin'

Your not meant to be together it seems like
Well, just think maybe it's things like
She work 9 to 5, you work 5 to 9
Never together two separate lives

Love versus life see what I mean
You like the movies, she like the club scene
Nobody's wrong and nobody's right
Just caught in the middle of love and life

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In love)

Everybody wants to capture the rapture
Love and live happily ever after
Walking around barefoot sniffing daisies
Laying around all day long making babies

Go to France and dancin' eatin' in Sweden
Gambling in Rio, winning 'cause you're cheating
These are situations you can have some fun in
But open your eyes and real life comes running in

Dreaming again a plateau to come down off
Back to the world and see your love life sounds off
Start the day right call your girlfriend
But love and life start at it again

She says, baby I need to send you
You say, babe I got work to tend to
Love tells you to go be with her
But life says, boy get your butt to work

Think of love and life as a rock and a hard place
Exhilarating like a high speed car chase
Heart ache, heart break cuts like a knife
Caught in the middle of love and life

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In in love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In in love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In in love)

Caught
(In life)
In the middle
(In in in love)

Caught
(In life)
(In love)
Caught
(In life)
(In love)

Caught
In in the middle
Caught
In the middle
Caught

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Somewhere In The Middle - Lyrics - The Altar and the Door - Casting Crowns

Title: Somewhere In The Middle
Album: The Altar and the Door
Artist: Casting Crowns
Composer(s): Mark Hall

Lyric:
Somewhere between the hot and the cold
Somewhere between the new and the old
Somewhere between who I am and who I used to be
Somewhere in the middle you'll find me

Somewhere between the wrong and the right
Somewhere between the darkness and the light
Somewhere between who I was and who you're making me
Somewhere in the middle you'll find me

Just how close can I get, Lord, to my surrender
'Cause I'm losing all control

Fearless warriors in a picket fence
Reckless abandon wrapped in common sense
Deep-water faith in the shallow end
We are caught in the middle

With eyes wide open to the differences
The God we want and the God who is
But will we trade our dreams for His
Or are we caught in the middle?
Are we caught in the middle?

Somewhere between my heart and my hands
Somewhere between my faith and my plans
Somewhere between the safety of the boat and the crashing waves
Somewhere between a whisper and the Lord

Somewhere between the altar and the door
Somewhere between contented peace and always wanting more
Somewhere in the middle you'll find me

Just how close can I get, Lord, to my surrender
'Cause I'm losing all control

Fearless warriors in a picket fence
Reckless abandon wrapped in common sense
Deep-water faith in the shallow end
We are caught in the middle

With eyes wide open to the differences
The God we want and the God who is
But will we trade our dreams for His
Or are we caught in the middle?

Fearless warriors in a picket fence
Reckless abandon wrapped in common sense
Deep-water faith in the shallow end
We are caught in the middle

With eyes wide open to the differences
The God we want and the God who is
But will we trade our dreams for His
Or are we caught in the middle?
Are we caught in the middle?

Lord, I feel You in this place
And I know You're by my side
Loving me even on these nights
When I am caught in the the middle
Caught in the middle

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Caught In The Middle - Lyrics - Make It Good - A1

Title: Caught In The Middle
Album: Make It Good
Artist: A1
Composer(s): Rick Mitra, Chris Porter, Ben Adams, Paul Thomas Leo Marazzi

Lyric:
You said that love was just a state of mind
A puzzle made of pieces you can't find
And for me you never really had the time
I was blind, oh, oh

And everything that you meant to me
Is written in the pages of my history
But it's over now as far as I can see
Suddenly

Things are so different, now you're gone
I thought it'd be easy, I was wrong
(And now I'm caught)
And now, caught in the middle

Even though I'm with someone new
All I can think about is you
(And now I'm caught)
And now, I'm caught in the middle

Moving on she brings me brighter days
Thoughts of you are in my mind always
Like a memory that I can't erase
It's here to stay, wow

Things are so different, now you're gone
I thought it'd be easy, I was wrong
(And now I'm caught)
And now, caught in the middle

Even though I'm with someone new
All I can think about is you
(And now I'm caught)
And now, I'm caught in the middle

(So different)
It's so different
(So easy)
Oh, so easy
(But I can't get over you)
And I can't get over you

(So different)
It's so different
(So easy)
So easy
(But I can't get over you)
And I can't get over you, no babe

Things are so different, now you're gone
I thought it'd be easy, I was wrong
(And now I'm caught)
And now, caught in the middle

Even though I'm with someone new
All I can think about is you
(And now I'm caught)
And now, I'm caught in the middle

Things are so different, now you're gone
I thought it'd be easy, I was wrong
(And now I'm caught)
And now, caught in the middle

Even though I'm with someone new
All I can think about is you
(And now I'm caught)
And now, I'm caught in the middle

Things are so different, now you're gone
I thought it'd be easy, I was wrong
And now
Caught in the middle

Even though I'm with someone new
All I can think about is you
And now
I'm caught in the middle

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Forgotten - Lyrics - Hybrid Theory - Linkin Park

Title: Forgotten
Album: Hybrid Theory
Artist: Linkin Park
Composer(s): Chester Bennington, Dave Farrell, Mike Shinoda, Rob Bourdon, Brad Delson, Joseph Hahn, Mark Wakefield

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Lyric:
From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?

From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?

Theres a place so dark you can't see the end
Skies cock back and shock that which can't defend
The rain then sends dripping, acidic questions, forcefully
The power of suggestion, then with the eyes shut

Looking through the rust and rot and dust
A small spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
And the eyes ease open and it's dark again

From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?

In the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up

Moving all around, screaming of the ups and downs
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound the wheels go round
And the sunset creeps behind street lamps
Chain link and concrete

A little piece of paper with a picture drawn
Floats on down the street till the wind is gone
And the memory now is like the picture was then
When the paper's crumpled up, it can?t be perfect again

From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?

From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?

In the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up

Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you

Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you

Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you

Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you

In the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up
In the memory, you will find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up

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Caught Up - Lyrics - Cheri Dennis

Title: Caught Up
Artist: Cheri Dennis
Composer(s): Cheri Dennis, Jeremy A Graham, Alex North, Jack Knight, Karen Lynn Anderson, Keith Nixon

Lyric:
Caught up in the middle and I know I'm trippin'
Caught up, every time I say I won't, I always get this
Caught up, somebody help me out, I'm fallin'

I'm lovin' two and it's gettin' the best of me
How can I choose when both of them are what I need?
Searchin' for an answer
Let me know, let me know

What is the price to pay for ignoring the rules?
What do I do when I, I have to play the fool?
I need to find an answer
What I need, what I need

Caught up
Caught up in the middle and I know I'm trippin'
Caught up, every time I say I won't, I always get this
Caught up, somebody help me out, I'm fallin'

No matter how I try, I just can't help myself
Don't wanna break it off with either one of them
And still I just don't know
I don't know, I don't know, caught up

Can't live a lie, 'cause time always reveals the truth
This needs to stop 'cause I, I got too much to lose
Knew that this could happen
Oh, I knew, oh, I knew

Caught up
Caught up in the middle and I know I'm trippin'
Caught up, every time I say I won't, I always get this
Caught up, somebody help me out, I'm fallin'

Caught up
Caught up in the middle and I know I'm trippin'
Caught up, every time I say I won't, I always get this
Caught up, somebody help me out, I'm fallin'

I don't wanna be less than a lady
Back and forth between it's drivin' me crazy
Know it's wrong but I want my way

Caught up
Caught up in the middle and I know I'm trippin'
Caught up, every time I say I won't, I always get this
Caught up, somebody help me out, I'm fallin'

Caught up
Caught up in the middle and I know I'm trippin'
Caught up, every time I say I won't, I always get this
Caught up, somebody help me out, I'm fallin'

Please help where does love go?
I'm so caught up in this love triangle
I find it hard to reveal the truth between the two
Two baby, oh baby, oh

Where does love go?
I'm so caught up in this love triangle
I find it hard to reveal the truth between the two
I'm so confused, him or you?

Caught up
Caught up in the middle and I know I'm trippin'
Caught up, every time I say I won't, I always get this
Caught up, somebody help me out, I'm fallin'

Caught up
Caught up in the middle and I know I'm trippin'
Caught up, every time I say I won't, I always get this
Caught up, somebody help me out, I'm fallin'

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Back It Up - Lyrics - Guilty - Blue

Title: Back It Up
Album: Guilty
Artist: Blue
Composer(s): Lars Halvor Jensen, Dicky Klein, Lorne Alastair Tennant, Antony Daniel Costa, Johannes Joergensen, Simon Soloman Webbe

Lyric:
Back it, back it, back it, back it up
Come a little bit closer to me
(Back it up)
Don't it feel a little nicer to me?
(Back it up)

Ok, back it up
Blue, back it up
Back it up, c'mon

(Back it up)
Talk about temptation baby
(Back it up)
Learn a little rotation on me B L U E
(Just like that)

Feel the baseline, watch how it moves your waistline
Be mine and the next days headline
Back it up, back it up, come on let's slide
No crime, let's shine, ice all down your spine

You be temptin' me, got me questioning
Can I have your cellphone for text messagin'?
B L U E, Simon, Lee, Duncan and Antony

Gotta admit girl, you got to me
Closer to you babe, I gotta be
Making a lot of men enemies, that's right
That's the price I'm willin' to pay

I'll show you the way if you follow me
On the one way road to intimacy
Got what I want now show me
Back it up, don't walk away

(Back it up)
Come a little bit closer to me
(Back it up)
Don't it feel a little nicer tell me?
(Back it up)
'Coz we gonna get hot now maybe
More than a little, caught in the middle

(Back it up)
Talk about temptation baby
(Back it up)
And a little rotation on me
(Just like that)

Now you're talkin' real slick, and you're confident
Way you're drivin' that, better back it in
Said you're talkin' real slick, and you're confident
Way you're drivin' that, better back it in

Got me uptight with your body heat
Makin' me sweat, girl, it's all I need
(All I need)
Feelin' your breath when you talk to me
Up in this spot tonight

Checkin' you out while you movin'
Head to toe while you groovin'
Don't you know what you doin'
Workin' that tonight

(Back it up)
Come a little bit closer to me
(Back it up)
Don't it feel a little nicer tell me?
(Back it up)
'Coz we gonna get hot now maybe
More than a little, caught in the middle

(Back it up)
Talk about temptation baby
(Back it up)
And a little rotation on me
(Just like that)

Step into the club, rub a dub dub
Time to have some fun, someone gladly come
Not into conversation like blah, blah, blah or rah, rah, rah
When you back it up it ha, ha, ha

Look everybody, now I'm a star
I said I just sing, I can't play guitar
Won't you stay I love the way you back it up on me, uh
Just like that

(Back it up)
Come a little bit closer to me
(Back it up)
Don't it feel a little nicer tell me?
(Back it up)
'Coz we gonna get hot now maybe
More than a little, caught in the middle

(Back it up)
Come a little bit closer to me
(Back it up)
Don't it feel a little nicer tell me?
(Back it up)
'Coz we gonna get hot now maybe
More than a little, caught in the middle

Now you're talkin' real slick, and you're confident
Way you're drivin' that, better back it in
Said you're talkin' real slick, and you're confident
Way you're drivin' that, better back it in

(Back it up)
Come a little bit closer to me
(Back it up)
Don't it feel a little nicer tell me?
(Back it up)
'Coz we gonna get hot now maybe
More than a little, caught in the middle

(Back it up)
Talk about temptation baby
(Back it up)
And a little rotation on me
(Just like that)

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Luck - Lyrics - Natural Selection - Fuel

Title: Luck
Album: Natural Selection
Artist: Fuel
Composer(s): Brett Scallions

Lyric:
It's cold outside in the middle of the winter
And my brain's in the fridge
(Would you know what shape I'm in)
Point things in the better I'm lucky
If I even give in to the sin
(Would you know what shape I'm in)

And it's all been luck until now
Caught in the race of up to down

Photography mixed in the monogamy
Keepin' my world happenin'
(Would you know what shape I'm in)
I know that I'm better when I know
That you are better and I'll hold you again
(Would you know what shape I'm in)

And its all been luck until now
Caught in the race of up to down
And it's all been luck until now
I only hope that you're still 'round me now

And it's gonna rage
It's gonna stay with you always
Every second counts on you
To prove you're off the ground

It's cold outside in the middle of the winter
And my brains in the fridge
Point things in the better I'm lucky
If I even give in to the sin

And its all been luck until now
Its all been luck until now
And its all been luck until now
Caught in the race of up to down now

And its all been luck until now
Caught in the race of up to down
And it's all been luck until now
I only hope that you're still 'round me
Forever 'round me now

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Piano In The Dark - Lyrics - Nina

Title: Piano In The Dark
Artist: Nina
Composer(s): Scott Cutler, Brenda Russell, Jeffrey B. Hull

Lyric:
When I find myself watching the time
I never think about
All the funny things you said
I feel like it's dead
Where is it leading me now?

I turn around in the still of the room
Knowing this is when
I'm gonna make my move
Can't wait any longer
And I'm feeling stronger but, oh

Just as I walk through the door
I can feel your emotion
It's pulling me back
Back to love you

I know, caught up in the middle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no, gave up on the riddle
I cry just a little
When he plays piano in the dark

He holds me close like a thief of the heart
He plays a melody
Born to tear me all apart
The silence is broken
And no words are spoken but oh

Just as I walk through the door
I can feel your emotion
It's pulling me back
Back to love you

I know, caught up in the middle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh, no, gave up on the riddle
I cry just a little
When he plays piano in the dark
In the dark

Oh, the silence is broken
And no words are spoken but, oh

Just as I walk through the door
I can feel your emotion
Oh baby, pulling me back
Back to love you

I know, I'm caught up in the middle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no, gave up on the riddle
I cry just a little, I cry, I cry

I know, I'm caught up in the middle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no, gave up on the riddle
I cry just a little
When he plays piano in the dark
In the dark

I can't let go, no, no, no, no, no
I can't let go, no, no
Can't let go, no, no, no, no

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Wonder - Lyrics - Immortal Verses - Submersed

Title: Wonder
Album: Immortal Verses
Artist: Submersed
Composer(s): Anthony C Battaglia, Donald Carpenter, Timothy J Davis, Eric Friedman, Kelan Scott Luker, Garrett Whitlock

Lyric:
I wonder if there's a life
Between right and wrong
I wonder which side I'm on
Or if I'm strong enough

I wonder why
They left me here for dead
No wonder there
Are voices in my head

Standing at the edge
Of our day that's soon to come

You give a little
And then you take so much
Caught in the middle
I guess, I care too much
I guess, I care too much

I wonder what's in your mind
Behind those eyes I see
It helps me to understand
Just who I need to be

I wonder why
You left me here for dead
No wonder there
Are voices in my head

Standing at the edge
Of our day that's soon to come

You give a little
And then you take so much
Caught in the middle
I guess, I care too much

Standing at the edge
Of our day that's soon to come
Standing at the edge
Of our day that's soon to come

You give a little
And then you take so much
Caught in the middle
I guess, I care too much
I guess, I care too much

Standing at the edge
Of our day that's soon to come
Standing at the edge
Of our day that's soon to come

You give a little
And then you take so much
Caught in the middle
I guess, I care too much

Don't wonder why
I leave here you for dead
No wonder there
Are voices in, voices in my head

Voices in my head
(Voices in my head)

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I'M Still Searching - Lyrics - Glass Tiger

Title: I'M Still Searching
Artist: Glass Tiger
Composer(s): Michael Hanson, Alan Frew, Sam Reid

Lyric:
The rumors are vicious
My ears are burning
It's been a long hard day
Telephone rings
Still got nothing to say

Considerations tossed out the window
I feel a little bit wired
The rules say anything goes
But I don't wanna play

You said I could walk away
Take me back to where
My life burns

I'm still searching for something
I'm still looking for someone
But I'm caught in the middle
Of a broken heart and a life on the run

Took a long walk
Down through the backstreets
I heard the city scream
Reminds me of the time
I run wicked and free

Now here I stand all alone
But I'm back to where
My life burns

I'm still searching for something
I'm still looking for someone
But I'm caught in the middle
Of a broken heart and a life on the run

One heart, one home
But I'm still holding on
I've loved but I've roamed
Now I'm going home, going home, yeah

I'm still searching for something
I'm still looking for someone
But I'm caught in the middle
Of a broken heart and a life on the run

I'm still searching for something
I'm still looking for someone
But I'm caught in the middle
Of a broken heart and a life on the run

Broken heart and a life on the run
Broken heart, life on the run

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Messiah - Lyrics - Blood Music - Dead Celebrity Status

Title: Messiah
Album: Blood Music
Artist: Dead Celebrity Status
Composer(s): Craig Hunter, Jeff Dalziel, Yassen Taalat, Gerald Eaton, Jason Levine, James Mccollum, Brian West, Bobby Mcintosh

Lyric:
Move out the way when I'm passin' through
I got heads to the front an' the back of you
I got the world in my hands, you can have it too
I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you

Move out the way when I'm passin' through
I got heads to the front an' the back of you
I got the world in my hands, you can have it too
I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you

I'm the Messiah, I'm anti-celebrity
I'm anti-war like John Lennon in the seventies
Dead Celebs are movin', you're the students
It's time to change the world, kids, here's the blueprint

Somethin' 'Smells Like Teen Spirit'
Like Kurt Cobain's ghost came back an' wrote these lyrics
An' forced America to listen
With a million angry Misfits screamin', "Fuck The System?

I'm the pain in Axle Rose's diary
That's why an 'Appetite For Destruction' lives inside of me
I'm not your typical lyricist
Strippin' naked an' sellin' on appearances

This is for those who came to tackle giants
This is the anthem, 'David versus Goliath'
I'm so sick of bein' caught up in your sideshow
I'm the anti-American Teen Idol

Move out the way when I'm passin' through
I got heads to the front an' the back of you
I got the world in my hands, you can have it too
I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you

Move out the way when I'm passin' through
I got heads to the front an' the back of you
I got the world in my hands, you can have it too
I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you

I spread peace through a pen like Bob Dylan
An' crash the set of Popstars while it's filmin'
Expose foes for lies an' propaganda
Like dirty cops swingin' batons on camera

Let's march up these steps an' face the fire
Scratch a match an' burn this empire down
So let the games begin
You either turn with the world or you watch it spin

An' if your dreams were stolen by a liar
Then steal it back with your name as Winona Ryder
Don't be afraid, be stronger divide an' conquer
Come out swingin' like Ozzfest concerts

Time's up, I'm callin' you to rise up
No more walkin' blind with your eyes shut
Find the message hidden in these chapters
Like Black Sabbath records playing backwards

Move out the way when I'm passin' through
I got heads to the front an' the back of you
I got the world in my hands, you can have it too
I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you

Move out the way when I'm passin' through
I got heads to the front an' the back of you
I got the world in my hands, you can have it too
I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you

I wait for this like it's a violent game
A cross between Grand Theft Auto an' Max Payne
I'm the magic in the hands of David Blaine
Turnin' back time to the days when [Incomprehensible]

Along came a spider spinning webs of hatred
Welcome to the wonderful world of entertainment
Where stars are born an' celebrities tell lies
The revolution will now be televised

Move out the way when I'm passin' through
I got heads to the front an' the back of you
I got the world in my hands, you can have it too
I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you

Move out the way when I'm passin' through
I got heads to the front an' the back of you
I got the world in my hands, you can have it too
I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you

Yo, what did you think?
It's Dead Celeb, [Incomprehensible]
Dead Celeb

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The Platform - Lyrics - The Platform - Dilated Peoples

Title: The Platform
Album: The Platform
Artist: Dilated Peoples
Composer(s): Shelly Manne, Kendrick Davis, Kirk Jones, Alan Maman, Michael Perretta, Rakaa Taylor, Tyrone Chris Martin, Fred Scruggs

Lyric:
Dilated, mind created minds
Every word is heat, feel the impact
Dilated expand, platform, platform, platform, platform

Yo it's time to go on a plane or don't
Either way, the show must go on and that I quote
A cat like me, never knew how to backtrack
I open up doors in fact

I see guys and girls dancin', open up my flows at random
There's no retreat, hold your beats for ransom
No means no and that's the answer
I see in the dark wit my lantern

Triple optic, iriscience, evidence ready to rock it
Of course Babu always in pocket
That's right, example of a show that's tight
Showin' you corny mothafuckers
What hip hop's supposed to sound like

You wanna front what? It's for the heads that know
And if you don't, check the platform and catch a live show
You wanna front what? We pro-game selected
Family is family, world wide connected

You wanna front what? On beats from the streets
Step up party people, every word is heat
You wanna front what? We hit it right and exact
For my peoples in the middle, in the front, in the back

Aiyyo Rakaa's my name, stealth like spy planes
I defy fire armor, hit higher than migraines
Nobody's sorry on what the state of the art be
Clear the runway, I spread wings like Paul McCartney

You're now on static, I leave 'em nervous, in a panic
I'm automatic, every word is cinematic
I turn stages to leaders and turn verses to scenes
And see with your ears, I'm turnin' speakers into screens

Biatchwic Babu blast wit scratch tactics
From my block to rap addicts on fanatic
I gotta hand it to the green-eyed bandit
Like Bam Rock the planet, dilated expand it

You wanna front what? On beats from the streets
Step up party people, every word is heat
You wanna front what? We hit it right and exact
For my peoples in the middle, in the front, in the back

You wanna front what? It's for the heads that know
And if you don't, check the platform and catch a live show
You wanna front what? We pro-game selected
Family is family, world wide connected

This for the ladies lookin' forward to clubs these days
And turntablists, radio, and club DJ's
Rock steady, dilated create to devastate
Nuttin' to prove but then I never hesitate

From rob-one, skate, dream and don D
For all my people put to the test like Gandhi
The platform, takes respect to perfect the art form
At times a battleground where rappers get their hearts torn

Yo our album is nothin' short of incredible
I'm from a place called you know my name clearly legible
Too many days gone by when I ain't feelin' shit
Not just talkin' but doin' it, still revealin' it

The platform, blow trees like bees swarm
Definitely different from the norm, you wanna front what?
Our strategy, mix words wit alchemy
Evidence, I won't get caught shot on the balcony

You wanna front what? It's for the heads that know
And if you don't, check the platform and catch a live show
You wanna front what? We pro-game selected
Family is family, world wide connected

You wanna front what? On beats from the streets
Step up party people, every word is heat
You wanna front what? We hit it right and exact
For my peoples in the middle, in the front, in the back

Dilated expand
Dilated expand
Dilated expand
Dilated expand
The platform

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(If It) Hurts Just A Little - Lyrics - Donna Summer

Title: (If It) Hurts Just A Little
Artist: Donna Summer
Composer(s): Danny Sembello, David Batteau, Michael Sembello

Lyric:
Perfect love, you will never find
Say goodbye to what's left behind
Your release is way overdue
Let your tears be a friend to you

If it hurts just a little be glad of it
Don't get caught in the middle thinking 'bout it
If it hurts just a little be glad of it
If you try, you will see what will be, hurts just a little

Silent eyes make your public life
And the lies can be cold as ice
How could you ever be so blind?
Bet you never, ever, ever thought
That love could be so unkind

If it hurts just a little be glad of it
Don't get caught in the middle thinking 'bout it
If it hurts just a little be glad of it
If you try, you will see what will be, hurts just a little

C'mon baby
(C'mon baby, c'mon sugar, c'mon honey)
C'mon darlin'
(C'mon baby, c'mon sugar, c'mon honey)
Sometimes it hurts
(C'mon baby, c'mon sugar, c'mon honey)
It's a crime of passion
That's just what it means to me

If it hurt just a little be glad of it
Don't get caught in the middle thinking 'bout it
If it hurts just a little be glad of it
If you try you will see

If it hurt just a little be glad of it
Don't get caught in the middle thinking 'bout it
If hurts just a little be glad of it
If you try you will see

(C'mon baby, c'mon sugar, c'mon darlin')
Sometimes it hurts
(C'mon baby, c'mon sugar, c'mon darlin')
Sometimes it hurts
(C'mon baby, c'mon sugar, c'mon darlin')
If you try you will see

(C'mon baby, c'mon sugar, c'mon darlin')
Sometimes it hurts
(C'mon baby, c'mon sugar, c'mon darlin')
Oh, it hurts so bad
(C'mon baby, c'mon sugar, c'mon darlin')
If you try you will see

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The Platform (Erick Sermon Remix) - Lyrics - Dilated Peoples

Title: The Platform (Erick Sermon Remix)
Artist: Dilated Peoples
Composer(s): Shelly Manne, Kendrick Davis, Kirk Jones, Alan Maman, Michael Perretta, Rakaa Taylor, Tyrone Chris Martin, Fred Scruggs

Lyric:
Dilated, mind created minds
Every word is heat, feel the impact
Dilated expand, platform, platform, platform, platform

Yo it's time to go on a plane or don't
Either way, the show must go on and that I quote
A cat like me, never knew how to backtrack
I open up doors in fact

I see guys and girls dancin', open up my flows at random
There's no retreat, hold your beats for ransom
No means no and that's the answer
I see in the dark wit my lantern

Triple optic, iriscience, evidence ready to rock it
Of course Babu always in pocket
That's right, example of a show that's tight
Showin' you corny mothafuckers
What hip hop's supposed to sound like

You wanna front what? It's for the heads that know
And if you don't, check the platform and catch a live show
You wanna front what? We pro-game selected
Family is family, world wide connected

You wanna front what? On beats from the streets
Step up party people, every word is heat
You wanna front what? We hit it right and exact
For my peoples in the middle, in the front, in the back

Aiyyo Rakaa's my name, stealth like spy planes
I defy fire armor, hit higher than migraines
Nobody's sorry on what the state of the art be
Clear the runway, I spread wings like Paul McCartney

You're now on static, I leave 'em nervous, in a panic
I'm automatic, every word is cinematic
I turn stages to leaders and turn verses to scenes
And see with your ears, I'm turnin' speakers into screens

Biatchwic Babu blast wit scratch tactics
From my block to rap addicts on fanatic
I gotta hand it to the green-eyed bandit
Like Bam Rock the planet, dilated expand it

You wanna front what? On beats from the streets
Step up party people, every word is heat
You wanna front what? We hit it right and exact
For my peoples in the middle, in the front, in the back

You wanna front what? It's for the heads that know
And if you don't, check the platform and catch a live show
You wanna front what? We pro-game selected
Family is family, world wide connected

This for the ladies lookin' forward to clubs these days
And turntablists, radio, and club DJ's
Rock steady, dilated create to devastate
Nuttin' to prove but then I never hesitate

From rob-one, skate, dream and don D
For all my people put to the test like Gandhi
The platform, takes respect to perfect the art form
At times a battleground where rappers get their hearts torn

Yo our album is nothin' short of incredible
I'm from a place called you know my name clearly legible
Too many days gone by when I ain't feelin' shit
Not just talkin' but doin' it, still revealin' it

The platform, blow trees like bees swarm
Definitely different from the norm, you wanna front what?
Our strategy, mix words wit alchemy
Evidence, I won't get caught shot on the balcony

You wanna front what? It's for the heads that know
And if you don't, check the platform and catch a live show
You wanna front what? We pro-game selected
Family is family, world wide connected

You wanna front what? On beats from the streets
Step up party people, every word is heat
You wanna front what? We hit it right and exact
For my peoples in the middle, in the front, in the back

Dilated expand
Dilated expand
Dilated expand
Dilated expand
The platform

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The Platform (Radio Remix) - Lyrics - Dilated Peoples

Title: The Platform (Radio Remix)
Artist: Dilated Peoples
Composer(s): Shelly Manne, Kendrick Davis, Kirk Jones, Alan Maman, Michael Perretta, Rakaa Taylor, Tyrone Chris Martin, Fred Scruggs

Lyric:
Dilated, mind created minds
Every word is heat, feel the impact
Dilated expand, platform, platform, platform, platform

Yo it's time to go on a plane or don't
Either way, the show must go on and that I quote
A cat like me, never knew how to backtrack
I open up doors in fact

I see guys and girls dancin', open up my flows at random
There's no retreat, hold your beats for ransom
No means no and that's the answer
I see in the dark wit my lantern

Triple optic, iriscience, evidence ready to rock it
Of course Babu always in pocket
That's right, example of a show that's tight
Showin' you corny mothafuckers
What hip hop's supposed to sound like

You wanna front what? It's for the heads that know
And if you don't, check the platform and catch a live show
You wanna front what? We pro-game selected
Family is family, world wide connected

You wanna front what? On beats from the streets
Step up party people, every word is heat
You wanna front what? We hit it right and exact
For my peoples in the middle, in the front, in the back

Aiyyo Rakaa's my name, stealth like spy planes
I defy fire armor, hit higher than migraines
Nobody's sorry on what the state of the art be
Clear the runway, I spread wings like Paul McCartney

You're now on static, I leave 'em nervous, in a panic
I'm automatic, every word is cinematic
I turn stages to leaders and turn verses to scenes
And see with your ears, I'm turnin' speakers into screens

Biatchwic Babu blast wit scratch tactics
From my block to rap addicts on fanatic
I gotta hand it to the green-eyed bandit
Like Bam Rock the planet, dilated expand it

You wanna front what? On beats from the streets
Step up party people, every word is heat
You wanna front what? We hit it right and exact
For my peoples in the middle, in the front, in the back

You wanna front what? It's for the heads that know
And if you don't, check the platform and catch a live show
You wanna front what? We pro-game selected
Family is family, world wide connected

This for the ladies lookin' forward to clubs these days
And turntablists, radio, and club DJ's
Rock steady, dilated create to devastate
Nuttin' to prove but then I never hesitate

From rob-one, skate, dream and don D
For all my people put to the test like Gandhi
The platform, takes respect to perfect the art form
At times a battleground where rappers get their hearts torn

Yo our album is nothin' short of incredible
I'm from a place called you know my name clearly legible
Too many days gone by when I ain't feelin' shit
Not just talkin' but doin' it, still revealin' it

The platform, blow trees like bees swarm
Definitely different from the norm, you wanna front what?
Our strategy, mix words wit alchemy
Evidence, I won't get caught shot on the balcony

You wanna front what? It's for the heads that know
And if you don't, check the platform and catch a live show
You wanna front what? We pro-game selected
Family is family, world wide connected

You wanna front what? On beats from the streets
Step up party people, every word is heat
You wanna front what? We hit it right and exact
For my peoples in the middle, in the front, in the back

Dilated expand
Dilated expand
Dilated expand
Dilated expand
The platform

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The Platform (Album Version) - Lyrics - Dilated Peoples

Title: The Platform (Album Version)
Artist: Dilated Peoples
Composer(s): Shelly Manne, Kendrick Davis, Kirk Jones, Alan Maman, Michael Perretta, Rakaa Taylor, Tyrone Chris Martin, Fred Scruggs

Lyric:
Dilated, mind created minds
Every word is heat, feel the impact
Dilated expand, platform, platform, platform, platform

Yo it's time to go on a plane or don't
Either way, the show must go on and that I quote
A cat like me, never knew how to backtrack
I open up doors in fact

I see guys and girls dancin', open up my flows at random
There's no retreat, hold your beats for ransom
No means no and that's the answer
I see in the dark wit my lantern

Triple optic, iriscience, evidence ready to rock it
Of course Babu always in pocket
That's right, example of a show that's tight
Showin' you corny mothafuckers
What hip hop's supposed to sound like

You wanna front what? It's for the heads that know
And if you don't, check the platform and catch a live show
You wanna front what? We pro-game selected
Family is family, world wide connected

You wanna front what? On beats from the streets
Step up party people, every word is heat
You wanna front what? We hit it right and exact
For my peoples in the middle, in the front, in the back

Aiyyo Rakaa's my name, stealth like spy planes
I defy fire armor, hit higher than migraines
Nobody's sorry on what the state of the art be
Clear the runway, I spread wings like Paul McCartney

You're now on static, I leave 'em nervous, in a panic
I'm automatic, every word is cinematic
I turn stages to leaders and turn verses to scenes
And see with your ears, I'm turnin' speakers into screens

Biatchwic Babu blast wit scratch tactics
From my block to rap addicts on fanatic
I gotta hand it to the green-eyed bandit
Like Bam Rock the planet, dilated expand it

You wanna front what? On beats from the streets
Step up party people, every word is heat
You wanna front what? We hit it right and exact
For my peoples in the middle, in the front, in the back

You wanna front what? It's for the heads that know
And if you don't, check the platform and catch a live show
You wanna front what? We pro-game selected
Family is family, world wide connected

This for the ladies lookin' forward to clubs these days
And turntablists, radio, and club DJ's
Rock steady, dilated create to devastate
Nuttin' to prove but then I never hesitate

From rob-one, skate, dream and don D
For all my people put to the test like Gandhi
The platform, takes respect to perfect the art form
At times a battleground where rappers get their hearts torn

Yo our album is nothin' short of incredible
I'm from a place called you know my name clearly legible
Too many days gone by when I ain't feelin' shit
Not just talkin' but doin' it, still revealin' it

The platform, blow trees like bees swarm
Definitely different from the norm, you wanna front what?
Our strategy, mix words wit alchemy
Evidence, I won't get caught shot on the balcony

You wanna front what? It's for the heads that know
And if you don't, check the platform and catch a live show
You wanna front what? We pro-game selected
Family is family, world wide connected

You wanna front what? On beats from the streets
Step up party people, every word is heat
You wanna front what? We hit it right and exact
For my peoples in the middle, in the front, in the back

Dilated expand
Dilated expand
Dilated expand
Dilated expand
The platform

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Dolphins Were Monkeys - Lyrics - Ian Brown

Title: Dolphins Were Monkeys
Artist: Ian Brown
Composer(s): Ian Brown, Tim Wills, Dave Mccracken

Lyric:
I could be the next to see, that there'll be nobody there
If you feel excited, throw your hands into the air
No one can judge you baby, that don't live your life
I need the resistance held by, your astrological sign

So now I'm caught in the middle, you're next to me
I swim with the fishes, you come from the sea
The dolphins were monkeys, that didn't like the land
Should I be walking the beach, I'd be holding your hand

I could be the next to see, that there'll be nobody there
If you feel excited, throw your hands into the air
No one can judge you baby, that don't live your life
I need the resistance held by, your astrological sign

So now I'm caught in the middle, you're next to me
No one alive can lock the door to your dreams
Caught in the middle, you're next to me
I swim with the fishes, you come from the sea
The dolphins were monkeys, that didn't like the land
Should I be walking the beach, I'll be holding your hand

If you feel excited throw your hands into the air
If you feel excited throw your hands into the air
If you feel excited throw your hands into the air

No one can judge you baby that don't live your life
I need the resistance held by your astrological sign

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The Bomb - Lyrics - AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted - Ice Cube

Title: The Bomb
Album: AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted
Artist: Ice Cube
Composer(s): O'Shea Jackson, Anthony Wheaton

Lyric:
It's like a holocaust to the boss when I toss
Too much knowledge kicked then you're lost
In a shuffle of feet, Jinx the fiddler
And I control your mind like Hitler

You bow and vow to authority
See now, a sucker with a style just boring me
So I show K N O W
L E D G E it might trouble you

Then I transform like a Decepticon
With a mic as a bomb
In my right palm
But I don't stay calm

So panic
Others can't flow so they go schizophrenic
You thought I dropped a dud in your face
Until you taste the blood of the bass

Then you faint, or better yet pass out
When I'm on the mic, believe it's ass out
You think you're raw so you draw

You lose, you're hung, you bite your tongue
The whole town saw in awe as you strangle
A noose on your neck, and you dangle
From side to side in the blazing heat
You're beat, you're dead, the fools fell off
You feel you're turning red

It's said that your head burst
And this is only the first verse
Of the bomb

Don't break up the fight let them rumble
Over the years I've watched some go super-bad quick
Now the smell of the pen has got them sick to the stomach

Now ask yourself, who's stupid?
I take funky, funky beats and I loop it
And pimp slap you in the face with the bass
And the boom from the bomb that I drop, stop

You have a flat top as a fashion
I love black women with a passion
But when they gotta go and show their ass in
I gotta clown the hoes, yeah

You gotta watch the ones with the big derrieres
They'll steer you wrong
Ice Cube's got it going on, hit me
For the gangster boogie two times for the gangster rhyme

The system ain't wholesome
They want to put a young brother in Folsom
And others see me on lockdown
But I come up foul then they get knocked out, word

To the brother that rolls the herb
Everybody getting knocked to the curb like that
Jinx got the gat, and it's a fact
He'll kick a funky beat to peel your cap

Now who's the mack? Who's the hoe? Who's the trick?
I got many, many styles won't you take a pick
But don't be alarmed
When I trip and stumble and fumble
And drop the, drop the bomb

I'm solo, you ask how I'm living
Still dropping more shit than a pigeon

With the L, the E, the N, the C, the H
The M, the O, the B, the great
Lyrics that make the beat swing and I gotcha
It's the hip-hopper that don't like coppers

And if you try to upset the pot, son
You get kicked in the chest like a shotgun
I make the beats, I make the breaks
I make the rhymes that make you shake
Make you find

Ice Cube never caught in the middle
I make shit to kick you in the ass a little
And still never hesitate to stutter step
Or bust a repetition on the mic

Still dissing all the hype
From left to right
How many left to fight?
So what that Lench Mob like?

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