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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

I Love Nyc - Lyrics - I Get Wet - Andrew Wk

Title: I Love Nyc
Album: I Get Wet
Artist: Andrew Wk
Composer(s): Andrew Wilkes-Krier

Lyric:
I love New York City
Oh yeah, New York City
I love New York City
Oh yeah, New York City

Run it over, run them out
Knock your block or tearing your doubt
Move on corners, move around
Talk no talk, breaking you down

We are a corporation, we are a company
We cut high but we're cuttin high anyway
We are your mother's father, we are your fighter friend
It never started and it won't end

I love New York City
Oh yeah, New York City
I love New York City
Oh yeah, New York City

Broken faces, burnt and bent
Deal off the love song from every white man
Ride on nothin', ride your head
Got no fear, sayin' not said

We are a population, we are a factory
We don't do, but we never did anyway
We are your mother's father, we are your fighter friend
You can't start what you can't end

I love New York City
Oh yeah, New York City
I love New York City
Oh yeah, New York City

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

I love New York City
Oh yeah, New York City
I love New York City
Oh yeah, New York City

I love New York City
Oh yeah, New York City
I love New York City
Oh yeah, New York City

I love New York City
Oh yeah, New York City
I love New York City
Oh yeah, New York City
...

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Monday, August 16, 2010

One Love - Lyrics - One Love - Blue

Title: One Love
Album: One Love
Artist: Blue
Composer(s): Duncan James, Lee Ryan, Simon Webbe, Mikkel Eriksen, Anthony Costa, Tor Erik Hermansen, Hallgeir Rustan

Lyric:
Yeah alright, it's kind a funny how life can change
Can flip 180 in a matter of days
Sometimes love works in mysterious ways
One day you wake up, gone without a trace

I refused to give up
I refused to give in
(Yeah)
You're my everything
I don't wanna give up
I don't wanna give in, oh so
Everybody sing

One love for the mother's pride
One love for the times we cried
One love gotta stay alive
I will survive

One love for the city streets
One love for the hip-hop beats
One love, oh, I do believe
One love is all we need

Late at night I'm still wide awake
Feel this is far more than I can take
I felt my heart could never break
(Never break)
Now I know that's one big mistake

I refused to give up
I refused to give in, ohh now
You're my everything
I don't wanna give up
I don't wanna give in, oh no
Everybody sing

One love for the mother's pride
One love for the times we cried
One love gotta stay alive
I will survive

One love for the city streets
One love for the hip-hop beats
One love, oh, I do believe
(One love)
One love is all we need

That's right, baby, just love me, love me, love me
Baby, just hold me, hold me, hold me
Oh, love me, love me, love me, ooh, one love

Baby, just love me, love me, love me
Baby, just hold me, hold me, hold me
Oh, love me, love me, love me, ooh

One love for the mother's pride
One love for the times we cried
One love gotta stay alive
(Ohh)
I will survive

One love for the city streets
One love for the hip-hop beats
(One love)
One love, oh, I do believe
(One love)
One love is all we need

One love for the mother's pride
One love for the times we cried
One love gotta stay alive
(Ohh yeah)
I will survive

One love for the city streets
(One love)
One love for the hip-hop beats
(One love)
One love, oh, I do believe
(One love)
One love is all we need

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Short Skirts - Lyrics - Baby Bash

Title: Short Skirts
Artist: Baby Bash
Composer(s): Carlos Coy, Nathan Perez, Russell Lee Atkins, Ronald Ray Bryant

Lyric:
Come on now, why you wanna do us like that girl
Come on now, got a skirt pulled up to your crack girl
Come on now, I love it when you show us that cat girl
Come on now, later on after barking and chat girl

Come on now, look at you freaking the cage girl
Come on now, now everybody seeing them legs girl
Come on now, you got this whole place in a rage girl
Come on now, can your boy get at least a little page girl

Come on now, let your back break I can't wait
To see you in them high heels, making the track shake
I stack weights, so you know money ain't a thang though
It's Baby Bash, Superman in a Kango

I like the short skirts, short skirts
I love the boppers in the short skirts, short skirts
Rolling on choppers in the shorts skirts, short skirts
My little mama's in a short skirts, short skirts

And H-Town love the short skirts, short skirts
And California love the short skirts, short skirts
And Arizona love the short skirts, short skirts
And Oklahoma love the short skirts, short skirts
And Sanitone

I walk in the club, in my big black boots
I look around and see em all flock in a group
Dancing in a circle, but I'm slow as a turtle
'Cause I be sipping on syrup until my tongue turn purple

I just did a show, for ten thousand mo'
I'ma go buy a diamond for my pinky toe
And if that diamond ring don't shine
I'ma hit somebody baby mama from behind

She get it free, she don't need no I.D. she V.I.P.
Join the booty contest, and walk away with a G
Oh mi-oh-ma, oh ma-oh-mi
She got the shortest skirt in history

I think she's a les, she does what I says
Look how she freaking young Happy Perez
She's the best, she love me even though I'm a nut
'Cause I be counting so much cash, I get paper cuts

I like the short skirts, short skirts
I love the boppers in the short skirts, short skirts
Rolling on choppers in the shorts skirts, short skirts
My little mama's in a short skirts, short skirts

And Colorado love the short skirts, short skirts
And in Chicago love the short skirts, short skirts
And Dallas, Texas love the short skirts, short skirts
And Las Vegas love the, short skirts, short skirts

I love to see you pop pop, up and down just like a drop top
Whoop wop, mama cita you looking too hot
You shop, as by wild on fire
I ain't gone lie, I wanna play with that tie
'Cause I'm a playa by nature, but I'm a hustla by trade
You need to roll with Baby Bash in the Escalade

We big tippers, syrup sippers, bird flippers
I'm the one that bought Cinderella, her glass slippers
Paint drippers, skirt rippers, city slickers
All these fly strippers, just wanna lick us
They kiss us, they hug us, short skirts by the dozens
I done went through all her sisters and cousins

Short skirts, short skirts, the Big Apple love the
Short skirts, short skirts, and Florida love the
Short skirts, short skirts, and Albuquerque love the
Short skirts, short skirts, Louisiana love the

Short skirts, short skirts, and Alabama love the
Short skirts, short skirts, and Kansas City love the
Short skirts, short skirts, and Mississippi love the
Short skirts, short skirts, and Michigan love the

Short skirts, short skirts, and Salt Lake City love the
Short skirts, short skirts, and in Seattle love the
Short skirts, short skirts, them black girls with a
Short skirts, short skirts, them white girls with a

Short skirts, short skirts, and Filipinas love the
Short skirts, short skirts, sexy Latinas love the
Short skirts, short skirts, Samoan girls love the
Short skirts, short skirts, and my colitas with a

Short skirts, short skirts, and my fahitas love the
Short skirts, short skirts, and Baby Beeshy love the
Short skirts, short skirts, and SPM love the
Short skirts, short skirts, and Happy P love the
And shout out she love the

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Z - Heart Of The City (Ain'T No Love) - Lyrics - The Blueprint - Jay

Title: Z - Heart Of The City (Ain'T No Love)
Album: The Blueprint
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Dan Walsh, Shawn Carter, Michael Price, Kanye West

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Lyric:
Uh, uhh, listen
First the Fat Boys break up, now every day I wake up
Somebody got a problem with Hov'
Whassup y'all niggaz all fed up 'cause I got a little cheddar
And my records movin' out the sto'?

Young fucks spittin' at me, young rappers gettin' at me
My nigga Big predicted the shit exactly
"Mo' Money, Mo' Problems", gotta move carefully
'Cause faggots hate when you gettin' money like athletes

Yung'uns ice-grillin' me, ohh, you not feelin' me?
Fine, it cost you nothin', pay me no mind
Look, I'm on my grind cousin, ain't got time for frontin'
Sensitive thugs, y'all all need hugs

Damn though mans I'm just tryin' do me
If the record's two mill' I'm just tryin' move three
Get a couple of chicks, get 'em to try to do E
Hopefully they'll menage before I reach my garage

I don't want much, fuck I drove every car
Some nice cooked food, some nice clean drawers
Bird-ass niggaz I don't mean to ruffle y'all
I know you waitin' in the wing but I'm doin' my thing
Where's the love?

(Ain't no love, in the heart of the city)
I said, where's the love?
(Ain't no love, in the heart of town)
Yeah

And then the Fugees gon' break up, now everyday I wake up
Somebody got somethin' to say
What's all the fuckin' fussin' for? Because I'm grubbin' more
And I pack heat like I'm the oven door

Niggaz pray and pray on my downfall
But everytime I hit the ground I bounce up like round ball
Now I don't wanna have to kill sound bar
Don't wanna have to cock back the four pound bar

Look scrapper I got nephews to look after
I'm not lookin' at you dudes, I'm lookin' past ya
I thought I told you characters I'm not a rapper
Can I live? I told you in ninety-six
That I came to take this shit and I did, handle my biz

I scramble like Randall with his
Cunning-ham but the only thing runnin' is numbers fam
Jigga held you down six summers, damn, where's the love?

(Ain't no love, in the heart of the city)
Niggaz, where's the love?
(Ain't no love, in the heart of town)
Holla at me

(Ain't no love in the heart of the city)
(Take 'em to church)
Uh, uh, uh, my nigga where's the love?
(Ain't no love, in the heart of town)
Fuck

Then Richard Pryor go and burn up, and Ike and Tina Turner break up
Then I wake up to more bullshit
You knew me before records, you never disrespected me
Now that I'm successful you'll pull this shit

Nigga I'll step on your porch, step to your boss
Let's end the speculation, I'm talkin to alla y'all
Males shouldn't be jealous that's a female trait
Whatchu mad cause you push dimes and he sell weight?

Y'all don't know my expenses, I gotta buy a bigger place
Hehehe, and more baggies, why you all aggie?
Nigga respect the game, that should be it
What you eat don't make me shit, where's the love?
Where's the love?

Ain't no love, in the heart of the city
Ain't no love, in the heart of town
Ain't no love, in the heart of the city
Ain't no love, in the heart of town

Ain't no love, in the heart of the city
Ain't no love, in the heart of town
Ain't no love

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Release - Lyrics - Editors

Title: Release
Artist: Editors
Composer(s): Edward Lay, Christopher Urbanowicz, Russell Leetch, Thomas Smith

Lyric:
The city is not that far
Made from the sun you are
Oh what a star you are
The city is not that far, that far, that far

Life in black and white
My Lord what a perfect sight
I'll lose this, I always do
I'll lose this, I always do

Release find your peace my love
Release find your peace my love
Release find your peace my love
Release find your peace my love

Release find your peace my love
Release find your peace my love
Release find your peace my love
My love, my love

Life in black and white
My Lord what a perfect sight
Made from the sun you are
Oh what a star you are

Release find your peace my love
Release find your peace my love
Release find your peace my love
Release find your peace my love

Release find your peace my love
Release find your peace my love
Release find your peace my love
Release find your peace my love

Release find your peace my love
Release find your peace my love
Release find your peace my love
Release find your peace my love

Release find your peace my love
Release find your peace my love
Release find your peace my love
My love, my love

The city, the city, the city, the city

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

I Wanted Your Love - Lyrics - Luther Vandross

Title: I Wanted Your Love
Artist: Luther Vandross
Composer(s): L Vandross, M Miller

Lyric:
Yeah, your love

All of the band was on time for rehearsal
And played everything just right
Then came the news telling me not to worry
The show is sellin' out tonight

Well, the lights went on and suddenly the crowd began to scream
And as you could well imagine, it was like livin' a dream
Oh, but when the lights went down and the standing, oh, was done
I was just another lonely guy who didn't have no one

I wanted your love, your love baby, your love baby, your love
Your love, your love
Give me your love, give me your love, give me your love

I wanted your love, your love baby, your love baby, your love
Your love, your love
Well well, your love

So busy daydreaming 'bout you, baby
I didn't even hear the phone
Then, when my friends rang the doorbell it scared me
They said, we're, oh, so glad you're home

You just won a million dollars and a trip around the world
Better get yourself together and forget about that girl
They thought I was acting crazy not to get excited too
But all the money in the world could never take the place of you

I wanted your love, your love baby, your love baby, your love
Your love, your love
I wanted your love, your love baby, your love baby, your love
Your love, your love

Your love, your love, your love
Give me your love, give me your love, give me your love
I want your love

Your love baby, your love baby, your love
Your love baby, your love baby, your love

All over the city the lights were so pretty
The holiday was filled with cheer
The stars really glistened and lovers were kissin'
It was that special part of the year

So what a perfect time it was to find someone to say I do
Thought that I could still be happy even though she wasn't you
We had told the world that we were gonna ring the wedding bell
But when I really thought about it, I was lying to myself

I wanted your love, your love baby, your love baby, your love
Your love, your love
I wanted your love, your love baby, your love baby, your love
Your love, your love

I wanted your love, your love baby, your love baby, your love
Your love, your love
I wanted your love, your love baby, your love baby, your love
Your love, your love

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

F.I.L.A. (Forever I Love Atlanta) - Lyrics - Lil Scrappy

Title: F.I.L.A. (Forever I Love Atlanta)
Artist: Lil Scrappy
Composer(s): Darryl Richardson Ii, Jonathan H Smith, Tommy Phillips

Lyric:
Yeah! yeaah
Yeah! yeaah
This ya boy Lil'Jon
Yeah! BME Cliq
Alot of yall niggas be talkin' bout air force ones and shit (Okkkk)
About adidas and shit (okkkk)
Alot of my niggas we be ridin' tha speed light (okkkk)
Get out on our feet (okkkk)

Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (fila nigga)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (fila nigga)

I'm a Graded baby ATL
And all my life the avis so crunk as hell
You dont' wanna step to close or go to far
'Cause where I'm from shawdy niggas beat you down wit they cars
Fila brought up from my head to my feet
Niggas on the block wit the rock they don't sleep
Man, South dekalb mall be the crunkest shit
Uh you can roll through buckhead and go to fall on a bitch
I'm a giant ass playa I'll stomp on a hater
I'ma pop the shit off in zone 3, the decatur
We can go back down to where my grandma stay
Depending on the area you better watch what you say
And I 'on care if you over there lookin all crazy
When I get locked up man them broads wanna save me
This the home ass whoopin biscuit in and the I's on the street charge mo' than a penny

Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (fila nigga)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (fila nigga)

Niggas grind time let my A shine
When I'm bussin rhymes smokin pine
My blood see through the georgia rhine
And niggas don't love the A like I love the A
I just love the way the A smell everyday
A time to yo time yea this how it go smokin dro'
Fuckin' hoes on the city road
When I stomp that bastard I left him with a bruise
Got fila on my feet so it had to be a shoe
I live for the A I die for the A I ride for the A
So fuck what you say
What you know about I-20 to 285
Got a fine atlanta bitch givin head in the ride
Gd's up get yo gd's up in the classroom crunk
Got Henny by my Shit so I stay "supa" drunk
Ridin downtown wit a shot of tiquila
Jon introduced me to the gang I'm hot like reefa

Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (fila nigga)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (fila nigga)

Carry the A on my back like a torch or rack I'ma represent it if you scared to go handle that dranki
Reminiscin on crunk years its the city of crunk where I shed my tears throw me the peace sign up the
Off the rip hell yeah I'm proud get crunk all day we 'on sleep at night and if you fight one "shawty
Don't nobody get crunk in the club like us if security trippin on pimpin we all gon' rush even thoug
They hard ain't nothin harder than stone mountain I swear to god yea yall love our hoes you love our
From the A so I love my home westside to scottdale we all cut hammers you can catch kids skippin at
Yea

Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (fila nigga)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (fila nigga)

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Saturday, August 21, 2010

Five Fathoms - Lyrics - Everything But The Girl

Title: Five Fathoms
Artist: Everything But The Girl
Composer(s): Ben Watt

Lyric:
I walk the city late at night
Does everyone here do the same?
I want to be the things I see
Give every face and place my name

I cross the street, take a right
Pick up the pace, pass a fight
Did I grow up just to stay home?
I'm not immune, I love this tune

I wanna love more
I just wanna love more
I wanna love more
I just wanna love more

I wanna love more
I just wanna love more
I wanna love more
I just wanna love more

I drag the city late at night
It's in my mouth, it's in my hair
The people fill the city because
The city fills the people, oh yeah

I cross the street avoid the freeze
A city's warmer by a couple of degrees
The smell of food the smell of rain
I'm not immune, I love this tune

I wanna love more
(There's a river in my head)
I just wanna love more
(There's a river in my head)
I wanna love more
(There's a river in my head)
I just wanna love more

I wanna love more
(There's a river in my head)
I just wanna love more
(There's a river in my head)
I wanna love more
(There's a river in my head)
I just wanna love more

The only way out is down
The only way up is down

The day's roll by like thunder
Like a storm that's never breaking
All my time and space compressed
In the low pressure of proceedings

And they beat against the sides of my life
Like fist against inside, in my life
And the roads all lead behind me
So I wrap the wheel around me

And I go out
There's a river in my head
There's a river in my head
There's a river in my head

I'll take you home and make it easy
(There's a river in my head)
(There's a river in my head)
I'll take you home and make it easy
(There's a river in my head)

Love more
Love more
Love more
Love more

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Bop 'Til You Drop - Lyrics - Rick Springfield

Title: Bop 'Til You Drop
Artist: Rick Springfield
Composer(s): R Springfield

Lyric:
Bop 'til you drop in the hot city
Keep on working day and night
Don't stop 'til you get what you want

Bop 'til you drop 'til you're sittin' pretty
Burn the candle, burn it bright
Love won't, love won't wait

You wake up wired and draw your makeup
And the city breathes and the city jumps to life
Lately it seems your time is all used up
Chasing dreams of money and the good life

But there is something you've been thinking of
Lately, you're feeling the power of love
Everybody says it's so hard to hold
The alarm rings, you gotta get up, you gotta get up

Bop 'til you drop in the hot city
Keep on working day and night
Don't stop 'til you get what you want

Bop 'til you drop 'til you're sittin' pretty
Burn the candle, burn it bright
Love won't, love won't wait

People say you're the lucky one
But you don't believe it and you want to stop
And you want to take some time
To sus' out a feeling and look for a reason
And the flesh is weak but the spirit is willing

'Cause there is something you've been thinking of
Lately you're feeling the power of love
Everybody says it's so so hard to hold
The alarm rings you gotta get up, you gotta get up

Bop 'til you drop in the hot city
Keep on working day and night
Don't stop 'til you get what you want

Bop 'til you drop 'til you're sittin' pretty
Burn the candle, burn it bright
Love won't, love won't wait

There is something you've been thinking of
Lately you're feeling the power of love
Everybody says it's so so hard to hold
The alarm rings, you've gotta get up, you've gotta get up

Bop 'til you drop in the hot city
Keep on working day and night
Bop 'til you drop, bop, bop 'til you drop, bop
Bop 'til you drop, bop, bop 'til you drop, bop

Oh, bop 'til you drop in the hot city
Keep on working day and night
Don't stop 'til you get what you want

Bop 'til you drop 'til you're sittin' pretty
Burn the candle, burn it bright
Love won't, love won't wait

Bop 'til you drop in the hot city
Keep on working day and night
Don't stop 'til you get what you want

Bop 'til you drop 'til you're sittin' pretty
Burn the candle, burn it bright
Love won't, love won't wait

Oh, bop 'til you drop

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Naked City - Lyrics - Kiss Unmasked - Kiss

Title: Naked City
Album: Kiss Unmasked
Artist: Kiss
Composer(s): Robert Kulick, Gene Simmons, Vini Poncia, Peppy Castro

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Lyric:
All the victims have turned to stone
No one is happy, they're all alone
I'd sacrifice my social position tonight

In New York, millionaires
And lonely people with lonely stares
I'm not lookin' for love and I'm lost in this night

In the naked city, there are ten million stories
(In the city)
(Naked city)
I'm not lookin' for pity in this naked city
(In the city)
(Naked city)

Street Vampires in the night
Young lovers and love at first sight
This is my flesh and my fantasy

Older women with younger men
I've got a feelin' I'm in trouble again
But I've got to live my destiny

In the naked city, it's a race with the Devil
(In the city)
(Naked city)
All the pain and the sorrow is there more tomorrow
(In the city)
(Naked city)
In the naked, naked city
(In the city)
(Naked city)

Lonely people lookin' for someone, lonely people goin' their way
Lonely people lookin' for something, lonely people goin' their way

In New York, millionaires
Lonely people with lonely stares
I'm not lookin' for love and I'm lost in this night

In the naked city, there are ten million stories
I'm not lookin' for pity, in this naked city

In the naked, naked city, it's a race with the devil
(In the city)
(Naked city)
All the pain and the sorrow, is there more tomorrow
(In the city)
(Naked city)

(In the city, naked city)
(In the city, naked city)
(In the city, naked city)
(In the city, naked city)

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Thursday, August 19, 2010

Cats And Dogs - Lyrics - City High - City High

Title: Cats And Dogs
Album: City High
Artist: City High
Composer(s): Ryan Toby, Wyclef Jean, Claudette Ortiz, Jerry Duplessis, Robby Pardlo

Lyric:
City High, City High, '99, '99

If you my dog, let me hear you bark
It ain't my fault that the thought that hit your heart
Split you apart, you should've kept your guard
Trying to play it hard last night pulled up in a black Lex in a yard

Talk a lotta Ra Ra, ya gonna murder me
You got the wrong conspiracy, this ain't Kennedy
Jealousy get ya no where wit Lady C
You want a wish you better I dream of genie

Yo, all I left her was a broken heart
And a bunch of lies that I told her
And I bounced before the sheets, were warm
See, I'm the type to love them
And leave them for no reason, I'll be out the door
I don't catch feelings 'cuz my heart is cold

See, I'm that brother that your mother tried to warn you 'bout
But you just had to try it, now you crying on yo mamas couch
You put your heart in the fire, baby, it burned up
So, here's a little story 'bout a lesson you should learn from

It ain't my fault that I'm a dog, I've been in love before
But me, I picked the apple that was rotten to the core
I put the world at her feet she kicked it in the dirt
Now, I won't fall in love 'cuz I'll end up gettin' hurt

It ain't my fault that I'm a dog, I've been in love before
But, the trust I had in women as been thoroughly destroyed
I put the world at her feet she kicked it in the dirt
Now, I won't fall in love, 'cause I'm always gettin' hurt

Well, first of all it ain't my fault that the chick broke your heart
If you was hurt, you should have told me from the start
Instead of sending me the flowers all that candy and the Gucci shit
On the phone for hours gassing me like I'm some groupy bitch

I've been hurt too, but that don't mean I'll hurt you
Never did I burn you, or front you like some do
Now, look at what we've come to it's young and it's stupid
How you blaming all of us for one chick that was rooking

It ain't my fault that you're a dog, I've been in love before
But you, you put the apple that was rotten to the core
I put the world at your feet, you kicked it in the dirt
Now, I won't show no love 'cause I'll end up gettin' hurt

It ain't my fault that you're a dog, I've been in love before
But the trust I have in men has been thoroughly destroyed
I put the world at your feet you kicked it in the dirt
Now, I won't show no love 'cuz I'm always gettin' hurt

I thought you was a angel God sent to me, must have be
But the memory of our love burned like a rub burned
But a thug learned never put your heart in a flame
Be a part of the game, play smart in the game

But I was young back then, dumb back then
But nowadays how I plays not the same
Controlling these games I know it can't do the pain
So don't come cry to me, lie to me

These days these women, just leave you bustin'
Penny less stuck with no benefits
Fucking for Benjamins, suckers like Guinea pigs
Thinking they innocent

If I let them in again, I may never win again
Like the Bulls with no Jordon, apifiniit
So when no love strong enough for me to be steppin' in
Where the booga basement love don't win for no more baby face it

It ain't my fault that I'm a dog, I've been in love before
But me, I picked the apple that was rotten to the core
I put the world at her feet, she kicked it in the dirt
Now, I won't fall in love 'cuz I'll end up gettin' hurt

It ain't my fault that I'm a dog, I've been in love before
But, the trust I had in women as been thoroughly destroyed
I put the world at her feet, she kicked it in the dirt
Now, I won't fall in love, 'cause I'm always gettin' hurt

It ain't my fault that you're a dog, I've been in love before
But you, you put the apple that was rotten to the core
I put the world at your feet, you kicked it in the dirt
Now, I won't show no love 'cause I'll end up gettin' hurt

It ain't my fault that you're a dog, I've been in love before
But the trust I have in men has been thoroughly destroyed
I put the world at your feet, you kicked it in the dirt
Now, I won't show no love 'cuz I'm always gettin' hurt

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

City Love - Lyrics - Any Given Thursday (Live) - John Mayer

Title: City Love
Album: Any Given Thursday (Live)
Artist: John Mayer
Composer(s): John Clayton Mayer

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Lyric:
I never liked this apple much
It always seemed too big to touch
I can't remember how I found
My way before she came around

I tell everyone I smile just because
I've got a city love
I found it in Lydia
And I can't remember life before her name

She keeps a toothbrush at my place
As if I had the extra space
She steals my clothes to wear to work
I know, her hairs are on my shirts

I tell everyone I smile just because
I've got a city love
I found it in Lydia
And I can't remember life before

The day she called up and came to me
Covered in rain and dinnertime shadowing
And as her clothes spun, we spooned
And I knew I was through when I said, "I love you"

Friday evening, we've been drinking
2 A.M. I swear I might propose
But we close the tab, split a cab
Call each other up when we get home
Falling asleep to the sound of sirens

I've got a city love
I found it in Lydia

From the battery to the gallery
It's the kind of thing you only see
In scented, glossy magazines
And I can't remember life before her name

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Sunday, August 8, 2010

Cleveland Is The City - Lyrics - Thug World Order - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: Cleveland Is The City
Album: Thug World Order
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): C Scruggs, B Mccane, S Howse, Lenton Tereill Hutton, A Henderson, Ian Hunter

Lyric:
Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks
Cleveland
Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks
Bone Thugs sing wit me yeah

Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city, city that we come from
Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city, city that we come from

Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city, city that we come from
Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city, city that we come from

Nigga was born and brought up in Cleveland
Cool quiet just like my daddy
When I was thuggin' out in the alley
With my boys in a stolen caddie

I was shootin' the breeze, blowin' some weed
And every now and then I sip some Hennessey
And after my niggas was bustin' we probably was lookin' for trouble
Uh, oh, here come the po po

Y'all better toss that yayo quick and tuck ya bank roll
Don't think I forgot where I come from dog, 'cuz I know
Cleveland, Ohio fo' sho' where we slung dope in the snow

I'm from the streets the streets of Cleveland
It's mandatory you need it
'Cuz niggas'll catch ya slippin'
And niggas'll leave ya bleedin'

Fuck what they said about Bone catch us anywhere
Grab a couple of my St. Claire niggas take us anywhere
We don't care, handle that and take care of that
If it goes like that then it goes like that it's Cleveland

Its mandatory to leave these niggas bleedin'
And you could neva hate against Bone
You wrong, you know we brung it on so strong

We get 'em, split 'em, we hit 'em
And Bone been the shit since I could remember
Before most of these niggas even thought about rap
We was screamin' out no surrender

With a gat in the hand runnin' wild in the land
With a pocket full of boulders
Po po, know they can't hold us
When they east dog comin' from the shoulders

And the older niggas they told us
You gotta get down fo' yo hustle
Got glocks to show you this muscle
Get the money, little nigga, don't struggle

That's no bitch nigga that's the rules
All my Cleveland niggas said to me
They're the ones that gave this game to me
I'ma push this shed to the head ya see

Ya better believe Syann, I be scared when I was there
Nigga you know I ain't goin' nowhere
Your mother was my mother
Ya brotha is right here

In the Columbus but they loved me not
When I went to Cleveland they said where you been
When I'm unconditional with my loving
And at the C L E V E L A N D

And we get bucked on the block, block, block, block
And nigga remember I said weed this for we
And all them niggas that love me down in Columbus
Nigga Cleveland Rocks

Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city, city that we come from
Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city, city that we come from

Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city, city that we come from
Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city, city that we come from

Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city, city that we come from
Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city, city that we come from

Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city, city that we come from
Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city, city that we come from

Ya wanna lend shouts out to all the St. Claire SCT's
St. Claire Thugs Original, O.G.'s Gangsters shouts out to Buck
Fred Warr, Rod J, Tye, Troy rest in peace
We'd like to send shouts out to my niggas down the way
'Cuz Cleveland rocks nigga and we love you

I wanna send shouts out to my niggas down there on Hull
Keep the struggle, keep the movin' and going, baby
I wanna send shouts out to my kins, my niggas
What's up my niggas

I told y'all we was gone give y'all some love nigga what
I wanna send shouts out to my Breman niggas
My Adam Family niggas
My 10-5 gangster street, heroin sellin' niggas

I wanna send shouts out to my niggas
All the way on 145th and St. Claire, nigga
152nd and St. Claire, nigga
You better believe in SCTs nigga for life, nigga

Big Ben nigga, 88th nigga
Please believe in 95th, 92nd, 96th
And don't forget about 99 in this bitch

Economies, decoders biz North America
Right on St. Claire baby, right on St. Claire, baby
Send us some business

Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Browns
Please believe it, the C L E V E L A N D
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
Wish, Flesh, Krayzie, Bizzy and that lil' nigga Layzie

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Sick City - Lyrics - Elton John

Title: Sick City
Artist: Elton John
Composer(s): Elton John, Bernie Taupin

Lyric:
Ooh she said, "The crowd just loved you
My name's Angel and I'm sixteen
I really love your band and your funny accent
Sure would like a cruise in your limousine"

Then she said, "How about a rubdown
You're so cute, I'm so mean
The way you hold your guitar, really gets me
I can show you tricks, that you ain't never seen"

Sick City, nobody to love you
Oh but sometimes, I can taste you when I'm feeling weak
Sick City, isn't it a pity?
That you can't float above it when the bottom leaks
Oh, Sick City

Hey man, how's about a handout?
All you dude just loaded down
Just a little sugar man, makes me sweeter
I like to sit at home and watch the world go round

Stage door monkey's on my back
Begging me to save his life
Can't he understand, we're not a healing show
We're just here to play some music for the kids tonight

Sick City, nobody to love you
Oh but sometimes, I can taste you when I'm feeling weak
Sick City, isn't it a pity?
That you can't float above it when the bottom leaks
Oh, Sick City

Stage door monkey's on my back
Begging me to save his life
Can't he understand, we're not a healing show
We're just here to play some music for the kids tonight

Sick City, nobody to love you
Oh but sometimes, I can taste you when I'm feeling weak
Sick City, isn't it a pity?
That you can't float above it when the bottom leaks
Oh, Sick City

Sick City, Sick City, Sick City
Sick City, Sick City, Sick City
Sick City, Sick City, Sick City
...

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Hot Thing - Lyrics - Ear Drum - Talib Kweli

Title: Hot Thing
Album: Ear Drum
Artist: Talib Kweli
Composer(s): Gregg Diamond, Talib Kweli Greene, Johnny Guitar Watson, William Adams

Lyric:
Yeah, special dedication
I'm sending this one out to you
And you and you and you
I said to you and you and you

She cold blooded, I love how we meltin' the ice
She like the sunshine of my life
'Coz all I see is a hot thing and you're my hot thing
And you're my hot thing and you're my hot thing

Word, you keep my dark sky lit up at night
So bright that you blindin' my sight
'Cuz all I see is a hot thing and you're my hot thing
And you're my hot thing and you're my hot thing

Word, somebody like a flick, it got surprisin' twists
I write the script, the main character, your thighs and hips
Award for best supportin' role go to your eyes and lips
The way you move your body got 'em stiff like a hieroglyph

I watched you dance across the floor to the title track
You 'bout to get me 'Off The Wall' like you Michael Jack'
I make a scribe in your beauty, my sacred duty
I will write a song, write a book, write a play, make a movie

Hey, hey, hey, hey, special dedication

Good love, you a sexy thing
And all I'm sayin' is you got something I like
Love that you like it
Love that you like it, love that you like it

Good love, you a sexy thing
And all I'm sayin' is you got something I like
Love that you like it
Love that you like it, love that you like it

Yo, I love your country ass, I love your city sass
I love how your normal ways, you catch so pretty fast
These dudes are pretty crass, harass you in your past
I love how you snap back and get the last laugh

I love the way your crib smell like Votivo candle incense
The white voice you use on the phone when you handle business
I love it when you freaky, I love when you a lady
Rockin' door knockers from the late 80s, raisin' babies

I love her, God bless you, your body somethin' special
I love to play connect the dots with your facial freckles
No need for fashion policin' because I love your style
Whatever happen to Shanice, baby, 'I Love Your Smile?

I might be fallin' in love, should I let her know?
A pimp told me if I love her, I should let her go
I sing her praises every time they play this instrumental
'Coz she instrumental to my life, to my life, to my life

Hey, hey, hey, hey, special dedication

Good love, you a sexy thing
And all I'm sayin' is you got something I like
Love that you like it
Love that you like it, love that you like it

Good love, you a sexy thing
And all I'm sayin' is you got something I like
Love that you like it
Love that you like it, love that you like it

I love how we meltin' the ice
You like the sunshine of my life
'Coz all I see is a hot thing and you're my hot thing
And you're my hot thing and you're my hot thing

Word, you keep my dark sky lit up at night
So bright that you blinding my sight
'Coz all I see is a hot thing and you're my hot thing
And you're my hot thing and you're my hot thing

Word, lemme take you by the hand
You need to tell your man, don't fight it, damn
Have you groupied out like excited fans
I promise you'll be climbin' walls like Spider-Man
Knees bucklin', you'll hit the floor when you try to stand up

So you drop it like it's hot, oh so heavy
You and me, we can leave now, we can go steady
How about we be jetty because I'm so ready
To bounce like a '64 Chevy, word

Hey, hey, hey, hey, special dedication

Good love, you a sexy thing
And all I'm sayin' is you got something I like
Love that you like it
Love that you like it, love that you like it

Good love, you a sexy thing
And all I'm sayin' is you got something I like
Love that you like it
Love that you like it, love that you like it

Good love, you a sexy thing
And all I'm sayin' is you got something I like
Love that you like it
Love that you like it, love that you like it

Good love, you a sexy thing
And all I'm sayin' is you got something I like
Love that you like it
Love that you like it, love that you like it

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Friday, August 6, 2010

Everybody Needs Love - Lyrics - Clay Walker

Title: Everybody Needs Love
Artist: Clay Walker
Composer(s): John D. Rich, Josh Leo

Lyric:
In L.A. they love their cars
Their muscles and their martini bars
They love to tan, they love their Gucci
Their Ray-Ban shades and eatin' sushi

Over in Texas they love the cowboys
From the big city bankers to the plowboys
They love their Ribeyes, and ropin' steers
Shootin' Jose Tequila and long neck beers

World's apart for worse or for better
The one thing that brings us together is

Everybody wants love, love, love
Everybody wants love
Everybody needs love, love, love
Everybody needs love

Over in Nashville they love their country
Eatin' biscuits and gravy on Sunday
They love the Opry and George Jones
Crankin' Sweet Home Alabama and The Rolling Stones

New York, New York big as it gets
They like to fight between the Yankees and the Mets
Down the South they love their football
The Bulldogs and the Longhorns and the Tennessee Vols

World's apart for worse or for better
The one thing that brings us together is

Everybody wants love, love, love
Everybody wants love
Yeah everybody needs love, love, love
Everybody needs love

It makes this whole world turn 'round

'Cause everybody wants love, love, love
Everybody wants love
Yeah, won't you give me some love, love, love?
Everybody needs love

Everybody wants love, love, love
Everybody wants love
Oh yeah, don't you know we need love, love, love?
Yeah everybody needs love

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Friday, August 13, 2010

What Do You Love More Than Love - Lyrics - Dar Williams

Title: What Do You Love More Than Love
Artist: Dar Williams
Composer(s): Dar Williams

Lyric:
Well, the mountain was so beautiful
That this guy built a mall and a pizza shack
Yeah, he built an ugly city because
He wanted the mountain to love him back

Hey, what do you love more than love
Hey, what do you love more than love
When you know that you won't get your heart in that stone
When you drop your tools and you stand alone
Hey, what do you love more than love
Hey, what do you love more than love

Well, when my love felt like another addiction
I held my breath and I packed my bags
And I went to the land of the monastery
And the sunshine children and the prayer flags

Hey, what do you love more than love
Hey, what do you love more than love
When you feel your soul go beyond your skin
When you know that's the way that it's always been
Hey, what do you love more than love
Hey, what do you love more than love

Well, I climbed a mountain and I thought about attachment
I thought about the Buddhist king
He said, "You can keep your superpower
It just short circuits my country"

Hey, what do you love more than love
Hey, what do you love more than love
When you question what your desire is for
When you don't just figure that you just want more
Hey, what do you love more than love
Hey, what do you love more than love

Well, I love the way the world is your garden
You plant your seeds and you let them grow
And you dig things out of the ground just like
You take what comes but you never know

Yeah, and the mountain is so beautiful
And we don't know if we're any good at all
And we give our love when we think we still need it
Yeah, we give and give and fall and fall

Hey, what do you love more than love
Hey, what do you love more than love
When the giving is all that you ever get back
Oh, how long do you love like that
Can you tell me, oh, how to love
Hey, what do you love more than love
Hey, what do you love more than love

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Finisterre - Lyrics - Saint Etienne

Title: Finisterre
Artist: Saint Etienne
Composer(s): Sarah Cracknell, Peter Stewart Wiggs, Robert Stanley

Lyric:
Nat West, Barclay's, Midlands, Lloyd's
Use a bank? I'd rather die

I loved to draw when I was a little girl
It helped me see the world as I wanted it to be
Sometimes, I walk home through a network of car parks

Just because I can, I love the feeling of being slightly lost
To find new spaces, new routes, new areas, I love the lack of logic
I love the feeling of being slightly lost

I believe that music in the long run can straighten out most things
There are too many bands that act lame, sound tame
I believe in Electrelane, over here it's new, it's now, it's you, it's clean

The beard and lipstick scene, so look beyond
Big brother, gossip culture, so bored of stupidity
The myth of common sense, I believe in Donovan over Dylan
In love over cynicism, oh [unverified]

Finisterre to tear it down and start again
Finisterre to tear it down and start again
Finisterre to tear it down and start again
Think about the love back in Finisterre

Five miles north is a town of silver birches
Twenty seven churches, a look of horror if you drop a H
Around here, it's hoods up and heads down
Got it the wrong way around when things get turned around

I slow down, dream about the notion of the perfect city
Imagine the 19th century never happened
Just a straight run from Beau Brummel to Bauhaus, dreams never end
This house believes in skyscrapers

Finisterre to tear it down and start again
Think about the love back in Finisterre
Finisterre to tear it down and start again
Think about the love back in Finisterre

Finisterre to tear it down and start again
Think about the love back in Finisterre
Finisterre to tear it down and start again
Think about the love back in Finisterre
Finisterre to tear it down and start again
Think about the love back in Finisterre

I want to know the whole of the city with you

A Nat West, Barclays, Midlands, Lloyds
Use a bank? I'd rather die

I loved to draw when I was a little girl
It helped me see the world as I wanted it to be
Sometimes, I walk home through a network of car parks

Just because I can, I love the feeling of being slightly lost
To find new spaces, new routes, new areas, I love the lack of logic
I love the feeling of being slightly lost

I believe that music in the long run can straighten out most things
There are too many bands that act lame, sound tame
I believe in Electrelane, over here it's new, it's now, it's you, it's clean

The beard and lipstick scene, so look beyond
Big brother, gossip culture, so bored of stupidity
The myth of common sense, I believe in Donovan over Dylan
In love over cynicism, oh [unverified]

Finisterre to tear it down and start again
Finisterre, to tear it down and start again
Finisterre, to tear it down and start again
Think about the love back in Finisterre

Five miles north is a town of silver birches
Twenty seven chuches, a look of horror if you drop a H
Around here, it's hoods up and heads down
Got it the wrong way around when things get turned around

I slow down, dream about the notion of the perfect city
Imagine the 19th century never happened
Just a straight run from Beau Brummell to Bauhaus, dreams never end
This house believes in skyscrapers

Finisterre to tear it down and start again
Think about the love back in Finisterre
Finisterre to tear it down and start again
Think about the love back in Finisterre

Finisterre to tear it down and start again
Think about the love back in Finisterre
Finisterre to tear it down and start again
Think about the love back in Finisterre
Finisterre to tear it down and start again
Think about the love back in Finisterre

I want to know the whole of the city with you
You see McGee was into deals, Barrett was into moves

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Thursday, August 19, 2010

Sparkle - Lyrics - The Distance To Here - Live

Title: Sparkle
Album: The Distance To Here
Artist: Live
Composer(s): Patrick, Dahlheimer, Chad Taylor, Chad Gracey, Adam Kowalczyk

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Lyric:
I'm gatherin' up my friends, today
And those who recognize, the face
It's the vision that changed my mind, from hate to faith
Was as simple as grapes to wine, the sweetest

I'm gatherin' up my friends, today
All these hookers and soldiers and swine, and would be saints
All alone in a room that sparkle in their eye
Play a song that they'll come outside, to see if

Love will overcome
This love will make us men
Love will draw us in
To wipe our tears away

Day that I was so sweetly sung
By wind and the thunder moved by someone
The feelin' of being lived was so strong
The giver became the gift, all one

Day that I was so sweetly sung
The wind seemed to whisper softly, "Oh son!
Don't wait for the seas to part or messiahs to come
Don't sit around and waste this chance, to see if"

Love will overcome
(Love will overcome)
If this love will make us men
(Love will make us men)
Love will draw us in
(Love will draw us in)
To take our fear away
Love, oh, love oh yea
(Love)
Love, love, hey, yea
(Love)

Love, this day now
This day that I was so sweetly sung
I know, I know that
Love will overcome

Love will overcome
(Love will overcome)
If this love will make us men
(Love will make us men)
Love will draw us in
(Love will draw us in)
To take our fear away, wipe our tears away
Love!
(Love)
And all my friends are here
(Love)
In the city I sing my song
(Love)
In the face of the hooker, the soldier, the swine
(Love)
I found it, I found it, I found love!
(Love)
Love will, love will, love will
(Love, love)
Overcome
(Love)
Overcome
(Love, love, love, love)
Love

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