Dedicated ( Remix ) - Lyrics - Linkin Park

Title: Dedicated ( Remix )
Artist: Linkin Park
Composer(s): Joseph Hahn, Mike Shinoda

Lyric:
I have a dream of a scene between the green hills
Clouds pull away and the sunlight's revealed
People don't talk about keeping it real
It's understood that they actually will

And intoxicated and stimulated emcees
Staring in the trees, paranoid are gone in the breeze
Watch them flee, hip-hop hits
Take a walk with me and what you'll see

Is a land where the sand is made up of crushed up wax
And the sky beyond you is krylon blue
And everybody speaks in a dialect of rhyme
And emcees have left materialism behind them

Meanwhile I just grip my mic
And hope me and my team make it through alright
Because say what you will and say what you might
But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night

Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
And dedicated to the people advancing the game

What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun

I've seen a lot of shit, I've talked to a bum
Out on sunset strip, he asked me how would you feel
If everybody acted like you didn't exist?
You'd lose your grip, probably eventually flip

So let it be known, the only reason that we do this
Is so you can pick it up and just bang your head to it
While emcees fight to see who can be the commonest
Be floating overhead like a space odyssey monolith

Over seeing the game, over being part of the same old thing
It's all gonna change in a hurricane of darkness and pain
And acidic rain and promises that you won't do it again

Meanwhile I just grip my mic
And hope me and my team make it through alright
Because say what you will and say what you might
But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night

Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
And dedicated to the people advancing the game

What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun

Pulling me close, the shadow is warm inside
This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide
Pulling me close, the shadow is warm inside
This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide

This is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
And dedicated to the people advancing the game

What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun

This is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
And dedicated to the people advancing the game

What's real, everybody who doesn't feel safe
What's real, everybody who knows they're out of place
What's real, anybody with nowhere to run
Who hides in the shadows waiting for the sun

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Fallen Soldiers [Remix] - Lyrics - Cormega

Title: Fallen Soldiers [Remix]
Artist: Cormega
Composer(s): Cory Mckay, Alan Maman, Elia

Lyric:
Spank, whatchu doing? I know you up there
In heaven with a pretty angel braidin' ya hair
Eatin' ya sunflower seeds drinkin' ya beer
All I could do is wish you was here, in the physical

Super hit me on the two way and left me a message sayin'
You mighta got killed, it couldn't be real
Then reality struck me, nah, that shit crushed me
Your life ended, you cheated me outta a friendship

Plus we wasn't speakin' as frequent
I was O.T., you was in Queens bridge
Son you know me, it wasn't no secret
I wasn't agreein' with niggas motives, shit is corrosive

Like rust, who can I trust when niggas is cobras
Yo I spoke at ya funeral, your aunt sang beautiful
Ya moms so proud the way the crew came through for you
Word son, the love is real

Did you ever lose a nigga you love?
Then ask yourself is there a heaven for thugs?
Or will you be forgiven when your spirit is judged
This song is dedicated to my niggas above

Did you ever lose a nigga you love?
Then ask yourself is there a heaven for thugs?
Or will you be forgiven when your spirit is judged
This song is dedicated to my niggas above

Blue, I think of you and the tears begin
I know you my dog, that's a man best friend
My life ain't the same since you met ya end
So for you I represent my nigga

When I come to Greens borough I think of you
Sittin' on twenties, sippin' on Remy
If you looked in dudes eyes then you woulda saw envy
And maybe you'd still be alive, you hear me son?

I mean ya daughter was barely one
Too young to understand she'll never see you again
Little Ariel at daddy burial
Unaware of how much daddy cared for you

And I don't gotta talk about the things I'll do
Son I gotchu, be easy
Ya little girl will never need and never see the treachery
This world has to offer, yes believe my nigga, uh

Did you ever lose a nigga you love?
Then ask yourself is there a heaven for thugs?
Or will you be forgiven when your spirit is judged
This song is dedicated to my niggas above

Did you ever lose a nigga you love?
Then ask yourself is there a heaven for thugs?
Or will you be forgiven when your spirit is judged
This song is dedicated to my niggas above

Mommy, I need you to guide me
And help me find a judist among me, I know truly you love me
I battled no power but the ruler above me
And prayed for my enemies as well as my friends

Will I ever see you again? Ma, you was so pretty
I'd give anything to have you near me
Life is precious like a diamond necklace
I need you, to point me in the right direction

I'm still learnin' life's lessons, ya my inner essence
I'm your reflection as you seen in my conception
Through-out my adolescence I was missin' you, wishin' you
Would appear in the physical, but you never came

Rappers feel they my equal, but can't measure my pain
That run through me like blood in my veins, my life could be a movie
Who I'm I? A real thug yours truly
Mega, mega, for all my fallen

Did you ever lose a nigga you love?
Then ask yourself is there a heaven for thugs?
Or will you be forgiven when your spirit is judged
This song is dedicated to my niggas above

Did you ever lose a nigga you love?
Then ask yourself is there a heaven for thugs?
Or will you be forgiven when your spirit is judged
This song is dedicated to my niggas above

I feel you

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Method Man (Remix) - Lyrics - Tical - Method Man

Title: Method Man (Remix)
Album: Tical
Artist: Method Man
Composer(s): Gary Grice, Russell Jones, Clifford Smith, Jason Hunter, Dennis Coles, Lamont Hawkins, Roger Troutman, Robert Jr Diggs, Jamaal Turner, Cory Woods

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Lyric:
M E T H O D man
M E T H O D man
M E T H O D man
M E T H O D man

Hey you get off my cloud
Let me get raw with my southpaw style
Mover, puffin' on a fat blunt from Cuba
It's the Meth Tical jet to Cal, I'm the Buddha

Monk on the hunt for machine gun foes
I keeps you open like a slug from the shotgun punk
Double-barrel, yeah Meth bring it to them proper
Partner, you ain't got no wins in Mi Casa

Straight up, you movin' too fast so baby wait up
Took one, added seven more, now you eight up
Get on down wit' your bad self
Get on down, listen to the sound, come on

Few can ever get this whole commit legit
See you all up in my, but you don't know
What's your definition of a real M C
From what you dedicated, hey it must be me

Meth Tical, a lewd descendant of the loud hip hop
I go on to the break of dawn and just don't stop
Give me the green light and the sign one way
Have you had your left today

Move it in, move it out, stick it in, pull it out
Shake it up, shake it down, come on down, Meth Tical
Oh I often pray that I will, but today I am still just a

M E T H O D, Man
M E T H O D, Man
M E T H O D, Man
M E T H O D, Man

Rappers can't get with the style extra wicked
Rap flow is bangin' like butter on a biscuit
A tisket, a tasket I'm not tryin' to have it
Mic show up [Incomprehensible]

[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]
I break it down, I get down for my crowd
[Incomprehensible], dirty like a worm underground

[Incomprehensible] early bird, that's my word
Before I kick the bucket, I'm a kick 'em to the dirt
Check out the cloud, smoke out from the mouth
Other brothers got mad love for new style for the hood

Hey enter the square if you dare without a fro, I'm so raw that I'm real
I'm goin' to the country, I'm goin' to the fair
To see the Senorita, with flowers in her hair
And get mine, 'cuz she love me long time

Bartender bring more wine

Get in line for the
M E T H O D, Man
M E T H O D, Man
M E T H O D, Man
Here I am, here I am, the Method Man

Wu-Tang, killer bees on the swarm
It ain't safe no more
[Incomprehensible]
1993 to '94, the rugged raw
It's our secret, never ditch the Wu-Tang

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Boom Biddy Bye Bye (Fugees Remix) - Lyrics - Unreleased & Revamped - Cypress Hill

Title: Boom Biddy Bye Bye (Fugees Remix)
Album: Unreleased & Revamped
Artist: Cypress Hill
Composer(s): Louis Freese, Senen Reyes, Larry Muggerud

Lyric:
Refugee camp with Cypress Hill
(Yo, bringin' it on)
Cubans meet the Haitians
Perfect combination, check it

You say guns
I say pistolas
Well, if you got beef son
Callate la boca

Go meet me on the island where the Cubans meet the Haitians
A bullet beats the verbal lyrical assassination
From L.A. to Brooklyn, why you doin' all that talkin'?
Think you got a soul but you're a Dead Man Walkin'

Yo toast the host from coasts' we boast
When we meet again, I will be Casper that friendly ghost
You'll hear shots, like the show cops
Things are still the same, I'm still growin' crops

Wyclef with B-real
Let me build better yet
Killa be kill
Yo B-real watch your grip

Hi, boom biddy bye bye
You open up your eyes, you'll be the next one to die
Boom biddy bye bye
Ohh, as simple as they come as as simple as they die

Boom biddy bye bye
Yo, who told the boy, to pack a forty-five
Boom biddy bye bye
Now, he rest in the place that they call paradise

Fools run up, but they've never seen the last
Spread your last lyrics get broken like glass
Can he pass or does he possess the will
Or does he need to create to keep him straight on the real?

Punks are broken, some day fall off the ledge
Refugee camp bringin', it straight over the edge
You duck as I fluff, the feathers from ya skin
How ya gonna win that's like Satan without no sin
(Without no sin)

They'll never happen while I'm rappin' I be watchin'
The Philistines, creepin' up in Manhattan
The sun turn up though Wyclef produce a track with muggs
But there's no survivors, they all died in the flood

Hi, boom biddy bye bye
You open up your eyes, you'll be the next one to die
Boom biddy bye bye
Ohh, as simple as they come as as simple as they die

Boom biddy bye bye
Yo, who told the boy, to pack a forty-five
Boom biddy bye bye
Now, he rest in the place that they call paradise

Yo, once a child, twice a villain
If this was drugs, I'd make a million off this combination
They say, you're dope Clef, you're dope so they offer me sess and beer
Beware, you pull your wallet Mr. Thief stares

The opposite direction of the room, he pulled his gun and said
I'm doomed join the son of man in the tomb
I see the soldiers, comin' from out the shadows
Ready for battle, ain't tryin' to hear the baffled

Warriors lined up in full war gear
In it to win it if it goes on for years
Dedicated to the stable of the assassins
Revolutionaries just bring on the action

Hi, boom biddy bye bye
You open up your eyes, you'll be the next one to die
Boom biddy bye bye
Ohh, as simple as they come as as simple as they die

Boom biddy bye bye
Yo, who told the boy, to pack a forty-five
Boom biddy bye bye
Now, he rest in the place that they call paradise

Soldier man
(Rewind selector)
Soldier man
Refugee soldier man
Brooklyn soldier man

L.A massive soldier man
New Jersey massive soldier man
Uptown massive soldier man
Long Beach massive soldier man
You know the whole world watches soldier man
[Incomprehensible]

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Focus (Lakers Victory Remix) - Lyrics - Xzibit

Title: Focus (Lakers Victory Remix)
Artist: Xzibit
Composer(s): C' Taylor, A Joiner

Lyric:
Yo, turn it up a little, so you
(Focus)

Homeboy, I ain't never gon' let 'em take me under
I maintain with a mind frame to bring the rain and the thunder
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
And focus on the days and times that approach us
(Focus, focus)

Bad seeds is planted to grow large and toke us
Whatever is left will be eaten alive by the locusts
Hear me not, believe me later
You can feel the animosity through this Irwin Vega
A full clip to make this bullshit stop
I'm in the struggle to bring the underground to the top

Head lock, Las Angeles, home of the scandalous
And beautiful bitches, smell the aroma
Nothin' but doja, the Likwit soldier
Quick to fold you in half, sit back and laugh at you
Xzibit standing firm ground like a stone statue
You ever have a .45 slug blown at you?
We unstoppable, so everything is possible

Xzibit maintain focus till the casket drop
That's the only to survive and stay on top
(Focus)
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
And focus on the days and times that approach us
(Focus)

Xzibit maintain focus till the casket drop
That's the only to survive and stay on top
(Focus)
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
And focus on the days and times that approach us
(Focus)

Be on the lookout 'cuz this year some niggas gettin' took out
Takin' off of the scene, man versus machine
I live between a rock and a hard place
About face stand straight, this is General X
Dedicated to the critics that hope and pray
That some day I'll go soft
And try to swing with a gimmick and fall off
Runnin' with dogs you can't call off

Isolate to eliminate, that's the mind state
Never violate, I make your whole chest dialate
Defeat my appetite to annhilate
I carry the weight from state to state
Spread the product
Tired of friends and relatives gettin' shot up

It's time for some action like Redman and B-Real
'Cuz I can be a dead man if I stand still
Too close for comfort, I'm under the gun
Like a felon going back, I'm ready to crack
Making niggas role the credits and fade to black
Fade to black, fade to black, fade to black

Xzibit maintain focus till the casket drop
That's the only to survive and stay on top
(Focus)
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
And focus on the days and times that approach us
(Focus)

Xzibit maintain focus till the casket drop
That's the only to survive and stay on top
(Focus)
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
And focus on the days and times that approach us
(Focus)

Yeah, everyday of my life
Got clear thinking, and everything stay tight
Drop bomb shit, only bomb shit
Here come Xzibit to break it down like this

Xzibit maintain focus till the casket drop
That's the only to survive and stay on top
(Focus)
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
And focus on the days and times that approach us
(Focus)

Xzibit maintain focus till the casket drop
That's the only to survive and stay on top
(Focus)
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
And focus on the days and times that approach us
(Focus)

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Z - In My Lifetime (Remix) - Lyrics - Jay

Title: Z - In My Lifetime (Remix)
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Jay Burks, Shawn Carter, Hayden Brown, Beresford Romeo

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Lyric:
This song here is dedicated to Danny Dan and may he rest in peace
Who at his funeral left us with the words that
He did it his way
(Uh huh, uh huh)
So I have no other choice but to do it my way
Uh huh, uh huh

Uhh, while niggaz are shootin' stupid
I'm carefully plottin' ways to make it rotten
Well, planned hits until you're long forgotten
Y'all niggaz that utilize my style don't hurt me

'Cause on the low half of these rappin' ass niggaz wanna work for me
Now picture me standin' on somebody block tryin' to rock
I drop bombs and niggaz see me with that dough by eight o'clock
My feet never touch the concrete, just street sweep awards

While you're starin' on my dick nigga, gimme yours
I don't hassle with capsules, 'cause that'll make the grass grow
And get a project nigga paid up the asshole
If I'ma risk a frisk, gettin' my wrists wrapped up in steel

I'm out here tryin' to make a mill', my shit is real for real
While others worship guns I worship tons of money
Tons of fun, laughin' at shit that ain't even funny
So I ain't pressed to make a CD, I took it slow

Eighty percent of these niggaz with deals
Can't see me with the dough, uh

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough
I need a whole lot of dough
(For real)
In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of stash
I need a whole lot of cash
(Stay real)

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough
I need a whole lot of dough
In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of stash
I need a whole lot of cash

(For real)
(True)
(True)

More ice than winter ninety-four
I toured the fifty states with a trunk of raw
Recrutin', I'm hittin' shorties with consignment but don't play me
Oh, you gon' pay me, y'all niggaz ain't crazy

I'm laid back in the five thousand Italian leather seat recliner
Under some vagina, discussin' the finer, things
My crib is mean, watchin' a hundred inch screen
Lettin' the shorties slide by once in a while and let 'em dream

They think I've mastered the game, 'cause dames scream my name
With passion, I tell 'em stop flashin' and start stashin'
And we'll all get off the corner, the only heat you'll feel
Is from a sauna, lettin' bubbles shoot up your ass if you wanna

And fuck that weed, it keeps you broke, invest in
Pounds of herbs and profit if niggaz wanna smoke dope
But keep your nuts, 'cause this is a man's game
And we'll all pop champagne till it's a damn shame

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough
I need a whole lot of dough
(For real)
In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of stash
I need a whole lot of cash
(Stay real)

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough
I need a whole lot of dough
In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of stash
I need a whole lot of cash

I'm shootin' to Vegas, gamblin' green-o at the casino
Schoolin' the dice like Vinny Barberino
Welcome back, the ninety-four version of the mack
As soon as these ladies see me they don't know how to act

'Cause like that, nigga, never twist the cap of malt liquor
Only pop and droppin' Cristal's down my throat, take a swigga
My style, ladies intoxicated by my profile
Your rollin' with a pro with, money to blow child

You need to feel how sweet the skills be
To come and slide down Sugar Hill with me
The high roller, rolled up on your dice game
Unfold a pack of bills, grab my balls then bet it all

I never slept, 'cause sleepin' keeps you deep in debt
On the block you lucky if you see my silhouette
I'm ghost, envied by most
So I keep a crew of crazy tenants that's sling toast, fucker

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough
I need a whole lot of dough
(For real)
In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of stash
I need a whole lot of cash
(Stay real)

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough
I need a whole lot of dough
In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of stash
I need a whole lot of cash

Haha, f'real, Jay-Z lives
Ski, Roc-a-Blok Productions, uh-huh, uh-huh
Dame Dash, ha-ha
Roc-a-fella Records, uh huh

Everybody from Brooklyn
Sauce Money, Big Sarge, B Hah
DJ Clark Kent, everybody Uptown
[Unverified] my V-A click running thick
D'Shawn definitely in the house
Roughness y'all, this how we do

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Doe Or Die (Rza Remix) - Lyrics - Az

Title: Doe Or Die (Rza Remix)
Artist: Az
Composer(s): Anthony Cruz, Sylvia Robinson, Edward Fletcher, Joe Johnson, Melvin Glover, Clifton Chase

Lyric:
Yeah, New York undercover baby
Whole lot of things done changed
Yeah, it's a lot of people puttin' black eyes in the game
You know what I mean? Alright, let's do this

Check it
I had a block locked but took a fall now I'm off my feet
I gotta eat, so it's back to these fuckin' streets
And I will grow 'cause I'm an old timer
I bring the drama to any nigga, his babies or his fuckin' mama

I gotta look like Tevin Campbell, but still I gamble
Hustle and scramble 'cause money is muscles in this damn zoo
And in order to make it, you gotta take it
Be the boom blast boom spin, break but don't fake it

That's why there's no guilt for these trife niggas bloods I spill
Took what they built, flippin' their drug game on tilt
'Cause in New York, dealin' drugs is a sport
You either sell it, smoke it shoot up or snort, either way you're caught

And since I'm in it, now I'm in it to win it, skies is the limit
So no mo' bein' some motherfucker's lieutenant
Shit, from this point that's how I feel, I wanna fly
Yeah, it's either doe or die

It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under

It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under

And other hoods I hang with, mix slang in they language
Love, kickin' that gang shit, sellin' on the same strip
Hustlin' hard, no matter how much we hated
So dedicated, even our dreams are drug related

Shit, puff bananas, not even the cops can stand us
'Cause of the way we vanish, every time they come to can us
25 we get the money live, fuck all that funny jive
The streets is our only source to survive

And before any teeny boppers think about tryin' to stop us
I rather put your head, through the propellers of a helicopter
'Cause all my peeps be playin' for keeps
Straight out the litter, so bitter, these bandits don't even need sweets

Bringin' the ruckus, like some mad motherfuckers
Move at night like truckers when suckers see us, they duck us
Shit, only the real can relate to the things a hungry man'll try
It's either doe or die

It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under

It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under

And ever since I was a tar face baby watchin' Scarface
I dreamed of guns and tons of coke on a car chase
A fat connect with a kingpin Colombian
Plus props for crooked cops, payin' him tops not to run me in

Keepin' my toaster in a shoulder holster
Havin' hoes playin' me closer, sexin' on a silk sofa
Livin' the life of the rich and trife
Rugged but sharp like a kitchen knife
Without stress from some bitchin' wife

What a life, that's why I be on what I be on
Always ready a war for, score a shoulder put me on
And until then, I won't sealin' what I'm feelin'
It was inside that I cried, but now it's spillin'

I'm goin all out until I fallout
So much of a menace, when I finish
Milkin' New York, I'll have to call out
On the run, 'cause I know feds will try and knock me
And railroad my soul to a hell hole if they got me

But not me, I'm goin' out fightin' until I fry
From hot lead no lie
Like I said, "It's either doe or die"
Doe or die, doe or die, doe or die
It's either doe or die

It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under

Visualizin' the realism of life and actuality
Fuck who's the baddest
The personal status, the pimps or salary
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under

If not why not
Either you're in it, or you're in the way baby pa
New yields, no quills
I want it all

It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under

It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder

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