Did It In A Minute - Lyrics - Hall &Amp; Oates

Title: Did It In A Minute
Artist: Hall &Amp; Oates
Composer(s): Janna Allen, Sara Allen, Daryl F Hall

Lyric:
When you find yourself alone
And when going out is coming home
You can count on 'The Kid'
'Cause there's nobody waiting around

Oh, oh, if you're not an easy mark
It's a shot in the dark that hits the heart
And I know, I know when it's coming
I thought so anyway

Somethings stay the same
And some are due for a change
I thought I had them all nailed down

But you turned it around, boy
You did it, you did it
You did it, you did it
You did it in a minute
You did it

I know, I know, I know, I know
You did it, you did it
You did it, you did it
You did it in a minute
You did it

Well, I still can't say I know
When a love is real or touch and go
And if two can be one
Who is the one two becomes?

Oh, oh, am I quick enough to see?
When I'm ready and it's right for me
I say, I say, I say, I say
That I want it, I think so anyway

Everybody always laughs at love
But what they want is to be proven wrong
Then you came along

Oh, you did it, you did it
You did it, you did it
You did it in a minute
You did it

I know, I know, I know, I know
Oh, you did it, you did it
You did it, you did it
You did it in a minute
You did it, yeah

I know, I know, I know, I know
You did it, you did it
You did it, you did it
You did it in a minute
You did it

I did it really [Incomprehensible]
But you did it, you did it
You did it, you did it
You did it in a minute
You did it

I know, I know, I know, I know
Oh, you did it, you did it
You did it, you did it
You did it in a minute
You did it

I want some [Incomprehensible]
You did it, you did it
You did it, you did it
You did it in a minute
You did it

I know, I know, I know, I know
You did it, you did it
You did it, you did it
You did it in a minute
You did it

You're messing with my love life
You did it, you did it
You did it, you did it
You did it in a minute
You did it

I know, I know, I know, I know
You did it, you did it
You did it, you did it
You did it in a minute
You did it

Oh, you did it, you did it
You did it, you did it
You did it in a minute
You did it

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5 Minutes - Lyrics - Lil' Mo

Title: 5 Minutes
Artist: Lil' Mo
Composer(s): Gerard Thomas, Kelly Cherelle Price, Melissa A Elliott, Donald L Holmes

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Lyric:
Yes
You have just entered the year 2000
And they've just arrived
Ready to take us outer space
To another planet

Where there's only one club
And one disco, ooh
And they wanna show us how
They boogie

Got a strange call from a girl in the midst of the night
She said, you better call your man 'cause he sleepin' right here tonight
So I put on my coat and my hat and then put on my shoes, yeah yeah
I said, "Bitch don't you move 'cause I'll be seeing you soon"
It only took me

In five minutes, I was knockin' at the door
In two minutes, I had her on the floor
In one minute, I was fightin' wit' my man
Yes I did it and I told his tail to scram

In five minutes, I was knockin' at the door
In two minutes, I had her on the floor
In one minute, I was fightin' wit' my man
Yes I did it and I told his tail to scram

Saw a few scratches on my car just the other day, yeah yeah yeah
Neighbor around my way, said she saw you drivin' away
So I put two together and I found myself ready to go, whoa whoa
Before she even knew it, I was comin' down the road
It only took me

In five minutes, I was knockin' at the door
In two minutes, I had her on the floor
In one minute, I was fightin' wit' my man
Yes I did it, and I told his tail to scram

In five minutes, I was knockin' at the door
In two minutes, I had her on the floor
In one minute, I was fightin' wit' my man
Yes I did it, and I told his tail to scram

Be a hoe, I'm kickin' you up out the door
I hope you know like Coolio, you gotta go
Don't even think I'm gonna let you hang around
Got your drawz down lookin' stupid like a clown

Be a hoe, I'm kickin' you up out the door
I hope you know like Coolio, you gotta go
Don't even think I'm gonna let you hang around
Got your drawz down lookin' stupid like a clown

In five minutes, I was knockin' at the door
In two minutes, I had her on the floor
In one minute, I was fightin' wit' my man
Yes I did it, and I told his tail to scram

In five minutes, I was knockin' at the door
In two minutes, I had her on the floor
In one minute, I was fightin' wit' my man
Yes I did it, and I told his tail to scram

In five minutes, I was knockin' at the door
In two minutes, I had her on the floor
In one minute, I was fightin' wit' my man
Yes I did it, and I told his tail to scram

In five minutes, I was knockin' at the door
In two minutes, I had her on the floor
In one minute, I was fightin' wit' my man
Yes I did it, and I told his tail to scram

Freaky freaky, yes
It's the year 2000
And they will be back
To take us to outer space
To their planet

Where there's only one club
Where there's only one disco
And you know what they wanna show us
Ooh, you know what they wanna show us
How they boogie
(Yo, yo, yo)

Yo, don't know what they told you, but they done told you wrong
Bet I go back and tell 'em again and make sure you here it all
Don't come up in my Mellinium talkin' 'bout girl, this my song
If you don't know how to bounce to this then try to play it off

It's just like a movie, everybody wanna see
In the 2 G, how she dress like me
They say, "Who's she?", She's fly as can be
Got a groupie, off a hoochie

I got lucci, mad cheese in the bank
And my crew be, straight flossin' wit' me
Even hootie, wanna blow like me
Heard he wanna be a Lil' mo like me, what

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Break it down now

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Five Minutes - Lyrics - Lil' Mo

Title: Five Minutes
Artist: Lil' Mo
Composer(s): Gerard Thomas, Kelly Cherelle Price, Melissa A Elliott, Donald L Holmes

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Lyric:
Yes
You have just entered the year 2000
And they've just arrived
Ready to take us outer space
To another planet

Where there's only one club
And one disco, ooh
And they wanna show us how
They boogie

Got a strange call from a girl in the midst of the night
She said, you better call your man 'cause he sleepin' right here tonight
So I put on my coat and my hat and then put on my shoes, yeah yeah
I said, "Bitch don't you move 'cause I'll be seeing you soon"
It only took me

In five minutes, I was knockin' at the door
In two minutes, I had her on the floor
In one minute, I was fightin' wit' my man
Yes I did it and I told his tail to scram

In five minutes, I was knockin' at the door
In two minutes, I had her on the floor
In one minute, I was fightin' wit' my man
Yes I did it and I told his tail to scram

Saw a few scratches on my car just the other day, yeah yeah yeah
Neighbor around my way, said she saw you drivin' away
So I put two together and I found myself ready to go, whoa whoa
Before she even knew it, I was comin' down the road
It only took me

In five minutes, I was knockin' at the door
In two minutes, I had her on the floor
In one minute, I was fightin' wit' my man
Yes I did it, and I told his tail to scram

In five minutes, I was knockin' at the door
In two minutes, I had her on the floor
In one minute, I was fightin' wit' my man
Yes I did it, and I told his tail to scram

Be a hoe, I'm kickin' you up out the door
I hope you know like Coolio, you gotta go
Don't even think I'm gonna let you hang around
Got your drawz down lookin' stupid like a clown

Be a hoe, I'm kickin' you up out the door
I hope you know like Coolio, you gotta go
Don't even think I'm gonna let you hang around
Got your drawz down lookin' stupid like a clown

In five minutes, I was knockin' at the door
In two minutes, I had her on the floor
In one minute, I was fightin' wit' my man
Yes I did it, and I told his tail to scram

In five minutes, I was knockin' at the door
In two minutes, I had her on the floor
In one minute, I was fightin' wit' my man
Yes I did it, and I told his tail to scram

In five minutes, I was knockin' at the door
In two minutes, I had her on the floor
In one minute, I was fightin' wit' my man
Yes I did it, and I told his tail to scram

In five minutes, I was knockin' at the door
In two minutes, I had her on the floor
In one minute, I was fightin' wit' my man
Yes I did it, and I told his tail to scram

Freaky freaky, yes
It's the year 2000
And they will be back
To take us to outer space
To their planet

Where there's only one club
Where there's only one disco
And you know what they wanna show us
Ooh, you know what they wanna show us
How they boogie
(Yo, yo, yo)

Yo, don't know what they told you, but they done told you wrong
Bet I go back and tell 'em again and make sure you here it all
Don't come up in my Mellinium talkin' 'bout girl, this my song
If you don't know how to bounce to this then try to play it off

It's just like a movie, everybody wanna see
In the 2 G, how she dress like me
They say, "Who's she?", She's fly as can be
Got a groupie, off a hoochie

I got lucci, mad cheese in the bank
And my crew be, straight flossin' wit' me
Even hootie, wanna blow like me
Heard he wanna be a Lil' mo like me, what

Check it out now
Break it down now

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Black Steel - Lyrics - Maxinquaye - Tricky

Title: Black Steel
Album: Maxinquaye
Artist: Tricky
Composer(s): James Henry Boxley, Eric Sadler, William Drayton, Carlton Ridenhour

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Lyric:
I got a letter from the government the other day
Opened it and read it, it said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me givin' a damn, I said, never

Here is a land that never gave a damn
About a brother like myself because I never did
I wasn't with it but just that very minute
It occurred to me, the suckers had authority

Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell
How long has it been? They got me sittin' in the state pen
I gotta get out, but that thought was thought before
I contemplated a plan on the cell floor

I'm not a fugitive on the run
But a brother like me, begin to be another one
Public enemy servin' time, they drew the line y'all
They criticize me for some crime

I got a letter, I got a letter, I got a letter
Picture me givin' a damn, I said, never
Mmm, mmm, mmm
It occurred to me, the suckers had authority

Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell
How long has it been? They got me sittin' in the state pen
I gotta get out, but that thought was thought before

I got a letter from the government the other day
Opened it and read it, it said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me givin' a damn, I said, never

Here is a land that never gave a damn
About a brother like me and myself, because I never did
I wasn't with it but just that very minute
It occurred to me the suckers had authority

Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell
How long has it been? They got me sittin' in the state pen
I gotta get out but that thought was thought before
I contemplated a plan on the cell floor

I'm not a fugitive on the run
I'm not a fugitive on the run

Many switch in, switch on, switch off
Many switch in, switch on, switch off
Many switch in, switch on, switch off
Many switch in, switch on, switch off
Many switch in, switch on, switch off

Nevertheless they could not understand
I am a black man and I could never be a veteran
On the strength of situations, I'm real
I got a raw deal, so I'm lookin' for the steel, looking for the steel

I got a letter from the government the other day
Opened and read it, it said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me givin' a damn, I said, never

Here is a land that never gave a damn
About a brother like me and myself, because I never did
I wasn't with it, but just that very minute
It occurred to me the suckers had authority

Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell
How long has it been? They got me sittin' in the state pen
I gotta get out, but that thought was thought before
I contemplated a plan on the cell floor

I'm not a fugitive on the run, I'm not
I'm not, I'm not a fugitive on the run
But a brother like me, begun to be another one
Public enemy servin' time, they drew the line y'all
They'll criticize me for some crime

I got a letter from the government the other day
Opened it and read it, it said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me givin' a damn, I said, never

Here is a land that never gave a damn
About a brother like me and myself, because I never did
I wasn't with it, but just that very minute

Mmm, mmm, mmm
I got a letter from the government the other day
Opened it and read it, it said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me givin' a damn, I said, never

Here is a land that never gave a damn

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Such A Tw*T - Lyrics - Streets

Title: Such A Tw*T
Artist: Streets
Composer(s): Mike Skinner

Lyric:
Yeah safe man, you okay? Just calling to ensure you got back in
Hope you coped yesterday 'coz I felt well damn grim
But yeah in the air on the plane my stomach was turning
Man I was hanging head-to-stead on the headrest in pain

Prayin' away all my bad sins
Lost count of the plain Chardonnays before the fourth or maybe the fifth
In future I need to abstain, if only I'd had a bit of discipline
But worth every bit of spare change, pure clowning down to the last drink

Hang on let me slam the door, mate
Just pause that thought for a bit

Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that?
'Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I'm such a twat

I've been pacing the place
Well paralyzed since I got back in with my bags though
Yeah I'm too aware that last night was way mad slack, I know
Carried in a gang I lost sight of Simone on her own, back at home

Distracted from the fact it weren't right
Could have raised up the hand but no
Simone was moaning and
That about me playing away on this holiday

She was watching the box at her Dad's house
There preparing spliffs away
As I'm smacking glasses down at George
Best, best session rate

Can you hear me? Na sorry mate
You're fuzzy mate, I can't hear you

Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
'Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I'm such a twat

So, I lost you for a minute, yeah, yeah I can hear you now
See I mean that the true thing though I suppose I chose myself to allow
I was weak and stupid but as far as I viewed anyhow
She couldn't have been it for me the only girl I'd ever go out with

I didn't want to waste my youth in a girl's house to the sound of spliffs
And when she got in a mood with me in that text about that thing
I just switched off the phone when she started shouting
Coming to a conclusion I couldn't be bothered with anymore rowing

Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
'Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I'm such a twat
(Nah nah nah)

And then after shots made me lose the plot, it all got a bit bizarre
And that incident with the ice cream I forgot, it all ended in our vodka
What I can remember is a blotch, I got a fat bruise on my arm

She weren't even much too hot but she totally mugged me up like rah
She knew exactly what she was doing and it all went a bit too far
She was with that bloke in the white top in Mcdonalds' car park
And then she let me chat her up later on in that lovely little bar

Hello? Ahh fucking phones, man!

Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
'Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I'm such a twat

Yeah I think we got cut off, yeah I got crap reception in my house
I have to stand in a certain spot in my kitchen or it cuts out
Yeah you know I was potty to even let myself allow it
I would if I could just swap what happened then for right now

And if she ever found out how far it got it would be more than just a row
This whole thing just got on top but it's her that I want, no doubt
So in a way its helped me doing wrong, I know I've fucked up now
This is where that dodgy shit stops, she's just gotta not find out

Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
'Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I'm such a twat

Why did I have to go and do a stupid thing like that
'Coz yeah it felt like we were through though
But I could've ruined it, I'm such a twat

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Payback Is A Grandmother - Lyrics - Like Water For Chocolate - Common

Title: Payback Is A Grandmother
Album: Like Water For Chocolate
Artist: Common
Composer(s): James Brown, James Yancey, Rashid Lonnie Lynn, John Starks, Fred Wesley

Lyric:
Yo, I don't know what was on y'all niggaz birds
To go up to the boat, and start robbin' old folks
Now see you done messed with the wrong old lady
You done went wild, yo, check it

There was a Hardy Boy mystery, I tried to solve again
Dude that broke in my crib, it wasn't involvin' him
Four in the mornin', my phone ringin'
I'm thinkin', "Who da fuck is this", on the other line screamin'
Told' em, "Keep down", but they was breathin' hard
It was my grandmother tellin' me that she had been robbed
I told her hold, tight, I'd be right over
Freezin' but this situation made the night colder

Knew this was the night, that she played poker
With some friends in a club at the boat gettin' bub'
Said she seen these thugs on the boat for a while
Not gamblin' but every now and then they'd smile
Then blaow, they had Mag's
And told everybody, "Put your shit in the bag"
Made people strip naked, quicker than a Luke record
Had the place took in a minute and some seconds

Asked her how many of it was 'em? Said she couldn't remember
She was spooked and buzzin', couldn't describe 'em
'Cause it happened too fast, said they looked like me
With they pants hangin' off they ass
Got her some water, and begin to think
How these niggaz take her wig, her bracelet and her mink?
Somebody 'round the crib know the deal
Whoever did it better have Blue Shield for real
'Cause yo, it's the big payback

Later that day I went to the shop, to see what was up
Them niggaz probably knew somethin' plus I needed a cut
Walked in they was playin' Jigga
Discussin' how Da Brat titties done got bigger
These niggaz next to me, was talkin' 'bout the heist
Whoever did it even got Jordan for his ice
Said that it was done so precise the cops ain't know nuthin'
Had to use all my might not to ask no questions

Put down the magazine, went to the pop machine
Noticin' these cats, had the Bling Bling
They wouldn't be talkin' if they did it, it could be they team
A week ago neither one of these niggaz had a ring
This Hype came in, sellin CD's, said the BD's
Was braggin' 'bout robbery they had done
By now, I'm thinkin' 'bout my gun if I see gramps bracelet
I'ma play racist and make niggaz run, it's the big payback

My imagination roamed as I got in the chair
Thinkin' when shit went down, I was I was there
Fuckin with fam' who you are, I don't care
Have your guys pourin' liquor witch'ya name in they swear
These chicks claim they was there, knew the niggaz who done it
Said it was Smoke and them from the Wild 100's
Eight million stories got me runnin' in place, it's gettin' tricky
Like dude, that do drum 'n' bass

There was a air in the place, that made me suspicious
Normally, they'd be talkin' like bitches
My barber cut me with a quickness
Asked him where he got the new bracelet
He said it was his sister's, I knew then
What made it official, he gave me my change
The money clip had gramp's initials
As I, whooped his ass up, six niggaz masked up
Pulled up in a Cadillac truck

Three-alarm fire and really a possible homicide
The building is entitled, "The Ultimate Barbershop"
There are six unidentified bodies in the building
They are all presumed dead, I repeat they are all presumed dead
However there are no suspects, I repeat the subjects are at large
We might need some backup
Inform O'Malley that we need backup, over
The skit definitely needs more survey added to it
Plus a new writer for the script, thank yo
Someone get Prince Paul on the phone please

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Hot Sauce To Go - Lyrics - Kiss of Death - Jadakiss

Title: Hot Sauce To Go
Album: Kiss of Death
Artist: Jadakiss
Composer(s): Jason T Phillips, Pharrell L Williams

Lyric:
Ah, ha, light in the incense, backup
An' turn the lights off in this motherfucker, right now, please
Thank you, muah, ah, haha, you know who it is
The ambience is beautiful, marvelous, I'm gettin' older

You got to move wit the groove
As she lay on the one's an' two's
Wait a minute, wait a minute
You gon' stink up the room wit that big ol' ass

Yo, we gon' hit somethin', I'm cuttin' the rug wit love
Or I'm on the wall pressed up against somethin'
You should let 'em know the boss is back
So y'all niggas that went wood, go get more shalack

I see bowlegs backin' it in
I put it on her wit the ol' school two step, clap an' a spin
Filled up her cup, slid her a dutch
You know what's happenin' then in an' all I did was havin' a grin

Off top, let her know I ain't one of these dudes
Rhymin' to lose, naw, ma, I'm rappin' to win
Yeah, yes, they know the God be fresh
I'm on that ass, blowin' purple on the washin' set

An' even though I came wit thugs
You still might catch a few of them 'steppin' in the name of love'
Uh, it's D on the block, the Ryde is Ruff
An' you wit the motherfuckin' Billionaire Boys Club

You got to move wit the groove
As she lay on the one's an' two's
Wait a minute, wait a minute
You gon' stink up the room wit that big ol' ass

Would you go to jail? Yeah, light me up
Go to jail, let's go, light me up
Would you go to jail? Uh huh, light me up
Go to jail, c'mon, light me up

You got to move wit the groove
As she lay on the one's an' two's
Wait a minute, wait a minute
You gon' stink up the room wit that big ol' ass

Gangsta leanin', kiss be in the bank wit cream
My wrists an' my neck be gleamin'
Whatever I got cost, honey look hotter than hot sauce
That's why I get top in a drop porsche

Then she get dropped off, told her that the whole block pop off
She come through, take them rocks off
An' therefore, wanna know, what would they stare for?
They heard about the work, it's as white as your Air Force

Maybe it's the voice that the world got an ear for
Most of these rappers, I just don't care for
So I be on the honies wit the big ol' asses
Hypno an' Cleako in big ol' glasses

We could do the damn thang, order the champagne
Honey's Head of the State an' I'm runnin' the campaign
If you comin', c'mon, if not I'm gone
Other than that, yo, Pharrell, sing my song

You got to move wit the groove
As she lay on the one's an' two's
Wait a minute, wait a minute
You gon' stink up the room wit that big ol' ass

Would you go to jail? Yeah, light me up
Go to jail, let's go, light me up
Would you go to jail? Uh huh, light me up
Go to jail, c'mon, light me up

Hot sauce to go
Hot sauce to go

Hey, yo, honey got a goon thinkin'
That ass like that, she could have the room stinkin'
I picked her up in the maroon Lincoln
Blew her back out until the moon sank in

Spend the profit, hold on the to the re
Lock me up, hold on the to key
I want you to wake up in the mornin' wit me
I got it bad for ya, breakfast an' a cab for ya

You got to move wit the groove
As she lay on the one's an' two's
Wait a minute, wait a minute
You gon' stink up the room wit that big ol' ass

Would you go to jail? Yeah, light me up
Go to jail, let's go, light me up
Would you go to jail? Uh huh, light me up
Go to jail, c'mon, light me up

Hot sauce watch out
Hot sauce to go
Hot sauce to go
Hot sauce to go

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Stop - Lyrics - R. Kelly

Title: Stop
Artist: R. Kelly
Composer(s): Robert Kelly, Shawn Carter, S Barnes, I Marchand

Lyric:
Yo, Duro, tell Rob to hurry up back in the booth, man
We got the Track joint
Yo, this Tone the referee, while I got your attention
I gotta say we set out to bring you the best possible heat
For your two step, me, Jigga and Kells
You know, so y'all just enjoy, alight
Yo, Rob you there? Yeah, your mic sound nice, uh-huh, uh-huh
You first to blow, yeah, alright, you ready to blow, uh-huh
Alright, let's go

Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Jigga, I'm about to put the shit down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
I'm about to make these niggaz get down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Guaranteed, these niggaz gonna feel us
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Tone and Poke, blow the motherfuckin' speakers

Grab a bottle, get two models
Thugs at Apollo's, niggaz wanna follow
I'm about to show you, how wild it gets
That nigga Hov', is the craziest
Stop at the club, 'bout a quarter to six
With a bottle in my hand, yellin' "Bitch, I'm rich"

Hey, y'all niggaz see me, I can't believe it
You startin' to sound like you don't want it
Tony's on the drop, blue and yellow rocks
He keep yellin', stop, Sisqo's album flopped
What you wanna do, if you drinkin', I'm hangin' out with you
Five, four, three, two, one, hang on y'all, let's have some fun

Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Jigga, I'm about to put the shit down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
I'm about to make these niggaz get down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Guaranteed, these niggaz gonna feel us
Hold up, wait a minute, stop

It's Young, uh, mack alone, I'm back in the zone
I'm out they way, still these rappers won't leave me alone
I can give a fuck what these rappers sayin' 'bout me
That just let's me know, they can't go a day without me
Scared of me succeeding, that's the reason you doubt me
'Cuz if you ain't believe me, you wouldn't be thinkin' bout me

Sorta how like you, never crossed my mind
Until you crossed the line, stop
Then I gotta come across a rhyme
To let the world know you come across a mime
I do so much sauce with lines with someone who saws my climb
From Marcy to party where you soakin' up blue nine
Prude, am I, got a du-lema, I'm a dude from the hood
Who loves jewels, who am I?

You where placed in the same shoes, size 10/5
With a sick view of the place you grew, dude, can I
Live, what I did for this whole rap circus
I open up more doors for y'all fuckers than car service
Y'all nervous, I ain't back yet
I'm on extended vaca', I ain't unpack yet, stop worrying
Five, four, three, two, one, hang on y'all let's have some fun

Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Jigga, I'm about to put the shit down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
I'm about to make these niggaz get down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Guaranteed, these niggaz gonna feel us
Hold up, wait a minute, stop

Shit, she back with the nigga inf dot
Uh-oh, somebody better tell this broad
I'm a nine year veteran, I'm back with my brethren
I swear to God, it feel like '96 again
Bitches snatchin' bags, see, they fuckin' with my shit again

We 'bout to let them hammers pop
In the stud, dudes, callin', you a problem, Fox'
I got the Automore Pierre watch
Butterscotch, GT, good toe on, three eight cock
Y'all ain't see this much love since they cried for 'Pac
Since Big passed or since Jay passed the Roc

I'm in a clearport, full length mink in a G4
Fuck I'm lookin' like rhyming for a hundred G's4
No, I don't talk to media guys
I don't chatter with the best, ain't no question whose the best
Shawn and Kelly, Fox, best of both worlds, I see y'all
Aiyo, Kel, nigga, holler at your peoples
Five, four, three, two, one, come on y'all, let's have some fun

Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Jigga, I'm about to put the shit down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
I'm about to make these niggaz get down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Guaranteed, these niggaz gonna feel us
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Tone and Poke, blow the motherfuckin' speakers

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Irremplazable (Irreplaceable Spanish Version) - Lyrics - Beyonce Knowles

Title: Irremplazable (Irreplaceable Spanish Version)
Artist: Beyonce Knowles
Composer(s): Espen Lind, Shaffer Smith, Beyonce Knowles, Amund Bjorklund, Mikkel S Eriksen, Tor Erik Hermansen

Lyric:
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left

Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet that's my stuff, yes
If I bought it please don't touch

And keep talking that mess, that's fine
But could you walk and talk at the same time?
And it's my mine name that is on that tag
So remove your bags let me call you a cab

Standing in the front yard telling me
How I'm such a fool, talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

So go ahead and get gone
And call up that chick and see if she's home
Oops, I bet ya thought that I didn't know
What did you think I was putting you out for?

Because you was untrue
Rolling her around in the car that I bought you
Baby you dropped them keys
Hurry up before your taxi leaves

Standing in the front yard telling me
How I am such a fool, talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I'll have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

So since I?m not your everything
How about I'll be nothing, nothing at all to you
Baby I won't shed a tear for you, I won't lose a wink of sleep
'Cause the truth of the matter is replacing you is so easy

To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
To the left, to the left
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute

You could pack all your things, we're finished
(You must not know 'bout me)
'Cause you made your bed, now lay in it
(You must not know 'bout me)
I can have another you by tomorrow
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

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Irreplaceable Remix - Lyrics - Beyonce Knowles

Title: Irreplaceable Remix
Artist: Beyonce Knowles
Composer(s): Espen Lind, Shaffer Smith, Beyonce Knowles, Amund Bjorklund, Mikkel S Eriksen, Tor Erik Hermansen

Lyric:
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left

Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet that's my stuff, yes
If I bought it please don't touch

And keep talking that mess, that's fine
But could you walk and talk at the same time?
And it's my mine name that is on that tag
So remove your bags let me call you a cab

Standing in the front yard telling me
How I'm such a fool, talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

So go ahead and get gone
And call up that chick and see if she's home
Oops, I bet ya thought that I didn't know
What did you think I was putting you out for?

Because you was untrue
Rolling her around in the car that I bought you
Baby you dropped them keys
Hurry up before your taxi leaves

Standing in the front yard telling me
How I am such a fool, talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I'll have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

So since I?m not your everything
How about I'll be nothing, nothing at all to you
Baby I won't shed a tear for you, I won't lose a wink of sleep
'Cause the truth of the matter is replacing you is so easy

To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
To the left, to the left
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute

You could pack all your things, we're finished
(You must not know 'bout me)
'Cause you made your bed, now lay in it
(You must not know 'bout me)
I can have another you by tomorrow
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

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Irreemplazable [Irreplaceable - Spanish Version] - Lyrics - B'day-Deluxe Edition - Beyonce Knowles

Title: Irreemplazable [Irreplaceable - Spanish Version]
Album: B'day-Deluxe Edition
Artist: Beyonce Knowles
Composer(s): Espen Lind, Shaffer Smith, Beyonce Knowles, Amund Bjorklund, Mikkel S Eriksen, Tor Erik Hermansen

Lyric:
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left

Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet that's my stuff, yes
If I bought it please don't touch

And keep talking that mess, that's fine
But could you walk and talk at the same time?
And it's my mine name that is on that tag
So remove your bags let me call you a cab

Standing in the front yard telling me
How I'm such a fool, talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

So go ahead and get gone
And call up that chick and see if she's home
Oops, I bet ya thought that I didn't know
What did you think I was putting you out for?

Because you was untrue
Rolling her around in the car that I bought you
Baby you dropped them keys
Hurry up before your taxi leaves

Standing in the front yard telling me
How I am such a fool, talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I'll have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

So since I?m not your everything
How about I'll be nothing, nothing at all to you
Baby I won't shed a tear for you, I won't lose a wink of sleep
'Cause the truth of the matter is replacing you is so easy

To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
To the left, to the left
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute

You could pack all your things, we're finished
(You must not know 'bout me)
'Cause you made your bed, now lay in it
(You must not know 'bout me)
I can have another you by tomorrow
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

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Irreplaceable - Lyrics - B'day - Beyonce Knowles

Title: Irreplaceable
Album: B'day
Artist: Beyonce Knowles
Composer(s): Espen Lind, Shaffer Smith, Beyonce Knowles, Amund Bjorklund, Mikkel S Eriksen, Tor Erik Hermansen

Lyric:
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left

Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet that's my stuff, yes
If I bought it please don't touch

And keep talking that mess, that's fine
But could you walk and talk at the same time?
And it's my mine name that is on that tag
So remove your bags let me call you a cab

Standing in the front yard telling me
How I'm such a fool, talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

So go ahead and get gone
And call up that chick and see if she's home
Oops, I bet ya thought that I didn't know
What did you think I was putting you out for?

Because you was untrue
Rolling her around in the car that I bought you
Baby you dropped them keys
Hurry up before your taxi leaves

Standing in the front yard telling me
How I am such a fool, talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I'll have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

So since I?m not your everything
How about I'll be nothing, nothing at all to you
Baby I won't shed a tear for you, I won't lose a wink of sleep
'Cause the truth of the matter is replacing you is so easy

To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
To the left, to the left
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute

You could pack all your things, we're finished
(You must not know 'bout me)
'Cause you made your bed, now lay in it
(You must not know 'bout me)
I can have another you by tomorrow
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

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Irreplable - Lyrics - Beyonce Knowles

Title: Irreplable
Artist: Beyonce Knowles
Composer(s): Espen Lind, Shaffer Smith, Beyonce Knowles, Amund Bjorklund, Mikkel S Eriksen, Tor Erik Hermansen

Lyric:
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left

Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet that's my stuff, yes
If I bought it please don't touch

And keep talking that mess, that's fine
But could you walk and talk at the same time?
And it's my mine name that is on that tag
So remove your bags let me call you a cab

Standing in the front yard telling me
How I'm such a fool, talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

So go ahead and get gone
And call up that chick and see if she's home
Oops, I bet ya thought that I didn't know
What did you think I was putting you out for?

Because you was untrue
Rolling her around in the car that I bought you
Baby you dropped them keys
Hurry up before your taxi leaves

Standing in the front yard telling me
How I am such a fool, talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I'll have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

So since I?m not your everything
How about I'll be nothing, nothing at all to you
Baby I won't shed a tear for you, I won't lose a wink of sleep
'Cause the truth of the matter is replacing you is so easy

To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
To the left, to the left
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking, baby

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact he'll be here in a minute

You could pack all your things, we're finished
(You must not know 'bout me)
'Cause you made your bed, now lay in it
(You must not know 'bout me)
I can have another you by tomorrow
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable

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Oops!.. I Did It Again - Lyrics - Oops! ...I Did It Again - Britney Spears

Title: Oops!.. I Did It Again
Album: Oops! ...I Did It Again
Artist: Britney Spears
Composer(s): Max Martin, Ram

Lyric:
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I think I did it again
I made you believe, we're more than just friends
Oh baby, it might seem like a crush
But it doesn't mean that I'm serious
'Cause to lose all my senses
That is just so typically me
Oh baby, baby

Oops! I did it again
I played with your heart, got lost in the game
Oh baby, baby
Oops! You think I'm in love
That I'm sent from above
I'm not that innocent

You see my problem is this
I'm dreaming away
Wishing that heroes, they truly exist
I cry, watching the days
Can't you see, I'm a fool in so many ways
But to lose all my senses
That is just so typically me
Baby, oh

Oops! I did it again
I played with your heart, got lost in the game
Oh baby, baby
Oops! You think I'm in love
That I'm sent from above
I'm not that innocent

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

All aboard
Britney, before you go, there's something I want you to have
Oh, it's beautiful, but wait a minute, isn't this?
Yeah, yes it is
But I thought the old lady dropped it into the ocean in the end
Well baby, I went down and got it for you
Oh, you shouldn't have

Oops! I did it again to your heart
Got lost in this game
Oh baby
Oops! You think that I'm sent from above
I'm not that innocent

Oops! I did it again
I played with your heart, got lost in the game
Oh baby, baby
Oops! You think I'm in love
That I'm sent from above
I'm not that innocent

Oops! I did it again
I played with your heart, got lost in the game
Oh baby, baby
Oops! You think I'm in love
That I'm sent from above
I'm not that innocent

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No - Lyrics - Ali

Title: No
Artist: Ali
Composer(s): Murphy Lee, Nelly Jason Epperson, Ali Jones, Kyjua

Lyric:
Yo, all the fans we love y'all
We gon' make one fo' the haters like fuck that

Old school nine eight can you see the Camilion
Below in the celing wood with wheel on
With a flyin' bitch some old gangsta shit
Flat screen DVD's smoking stank and shit

Ain't dat shit Sunday bull tank and shit
Top down air forces white tank and shit
Ain't nothing soft on boy stop thankin' it
I got a trophy at the playa ball banquet

This bank I get style we all that
To the back we all that to the back
Red or blue new wall cap
Pause that bull shit you talking bout
Before the people start walkin out

If you please we succeed regardless
Shine the hardest and I'll sign an artist
Longevity like the Beegee's
Please be aware we don't care, do you like us?

No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said

No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said no

1993 creation for steps of born leezys
Wrote rhymes in class, bored by teachers
Church only on easter, ignore the preacher
Do the grown up at school right under the bleachers

A wild little bity doin' lunatic rules
To this day they be like lunatic rules
I'm hangin' wit the dudes that done it, don't even stunt it
You cats stay in the back doin' too much frontin'

See you hate us like to take risk son of a bitch
I really disc jockeys at home jockin' my disc
I'm gon' pretend y'all ain't heard that shit
School boy 5'9 receive the hairlines and halfway rich

I'm gon' run niggas out of town
Naw fuck y'all hate us I'm gon chill 'til they run out of crown
Royal, blue jack right at the door
Ay yo I'm Murphy Lee can I park my car?

No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said

No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said no

Swervin', excursion limited fo 12's
Fo' amps don't know what my limit is
I've been packin' 22's like emmitt did
I've been po' before know what a limit is

New engine new paint ain't them D's spinnin'
Love rims, love lakers, who I love winnin', love women
Spinnin', grindin' since the beggin' no mo' limits
Drom tops cuttys on 4's

No love fo hoes change them like clothes
Hit 'em like switches then I pass them on
We all know dats how the game should go
We all know most of us love the same hoes

Like Carla the preachers daughter fucked wit the barber
Over there on the other side of college encarta
For starters I know both y'all smash
I didn't get no ass so I had to ask, she said

No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said

No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said no

I'm feelin' frost bit oh shit is he in town?
Check the paper weather say temperature goin' down
Yep that's him he come to make his rounds
Tell him how it feel ten mill skin found

Beta not continue I can show you how
Frank Mill aww he done flood it wit rounds
Don't know what to call me I can think of some nouns
Mr. Hoe Hopper, trick knocker, free city

My G's getting depp like P. Diddy
I'm feelin' like B round looking for my whitney
Heel I'd take a cidney if the stash is right
Cocked fo legged and her pants is tight

It ain't got to be fo eva it can be fo tonight
First class flight to Nellyville
So how it feel doin' sit ups on the virgin rug
Drinkin' criss out a mug, part boughee, part thug, call me bug okay?

No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said

No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said no

Uh oh, north side one time let me here ya, uh oh
South side one time let me here ya, uh oh
East side on time let me here ya, uh oh
West side on time let me here ya, uh oh

What, that's why man yo breath smell like shit
If yo momma breath smelled like that nigga
She libel to kill some motherfucker
Man if yo momma's eyebrows look the way yo's do
It look like a caterpillar layin' on her fo'head
Nigga yo momma snort anthrax and she still mobbin'

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9-1-1 - Lyrics - Eminem

Title: 9-1-1
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Von Carlisle, Ondre Moore, Rufus Johnson, Murdoc Niccals, Denaun Porter, De Shaun Holton, 2

Lyric:
Wahoo, guess who's back?
Mommy, we're home
Say hello to my little friends
DJ Muggs, Soul Assassins, Cypress Hill
Everybody, put your hands where my eyes can see

Everywhere we go people know that we roll deep as fuck
Fourty fifty Samoans, they knowing when D-Bo was 50
Tweezy, Obie there won't be no hoe in us
They pop shit like they gon do shit but no one does

From New York down to Texas, back up to Los Angeles
We've changed the way we move so man up if you can't adjust
You may end up getting rushed by too many to handle us
It's funny, I guess money does have its advantages

And it isn't that we just think that we can't be touched
It's not like we're just feeling ourselves that much
It's just, that if someone ever does put us in the clutch
We just know that y'all ain't gon be the one who's gon do it

'Cause first of all you're pussy and everybody can see that
You fuck around, get caught in a spot that you shouldn't be at
That you got no business being in, we ain't even gon be in it
No one's gunna hear nothing, no one's gunna see this shit

And they'll be in and up out of it, them boys is bout it, bout it
The noise from [unverified] be drowned out by the crowd
And you'll be laying on the ground getting trampled by people dancing
Till the club closes and clears out

And that's when they see you flatened
Nobody saw it happen, all 'cause your jaws are flapping
And you couldn't stop yapping and took it past rapping
It ain't about the music no more, it's 'bout trying to show off
And it feels like any minute the bomb is 'bout to go off

Shit's about to change, 'cause we ain't playing no games
We ain't budging neither are they, we ain't saying no names
Shit just ain't the same, when the Aks gettin' sprayed
'Cause hip hop is in a state of 911

It ain't about hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
It ain't about trying rip shots, to get props no more
It's about trying not to get popped and get dropped to the floor
'Cause hip hop is in a state of 911

Step off my holster 'cause shit it's getting serious
All theses drugs you be fucking with make you delirious
Thinking you coming with heat, yo son, I'm curious
How long are you gunna hate us and judge us and jury us?

Some people can never fade us, that make us so furious
Mistake us for fakers, homie we greater and glorious
We living for real and others just making the stories up
Allusions are broken, so live it up, you corny fucks

If you take a fucking minute to think about what you've done
When you stood against a gangsta who live and die by the gun
Got a hot one, spraying you bitches till there is none
I'm like a rolling stone homie, I got you under my thumb

Silly little bitches can end up right up in ditches
We cut you and give you stitches, for envy and all my riches
Your game's just like a midget, you're clocking a small digit
Dealing with the Giant Goliath, people that's how we live it, c'mon

About to change, 'cause we ain't playing no games
We ain't budging neither are they, we ain't saying no names
Shit just ain't the same, when the Aks gettin' sprayed
'Cause hip hop is in a state of 911

It ain't about hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
It ain't about trying rip shots, to get props no more
It's about trying not to get popped and get dropped to the floor
'Cause hip hop is in a state of 911

Uh, gangsta Ganxsta who come to pay you a visit
On this shit you call hip hop, this function is where did it
When I put it in motion, my focus is getting branded
My appetite for destruction is blasted because I said it

Got you stumbling for cover, this music dying in numbers
But you wouldn't pause and wonder, admitting it's all glamor
When you enter the business you thinking you running shit
You witness that funny shit, your bitches they ain't shit

We gangstas we blast first, ask questions later
All these imitators parading like they some playas
Trying to save hip hop the task is something greater
'Cause we old fashioned coded with loyalty motivaters

Get caught, I'm not telling, or more like killing not caring
I'm riding a gangsta feeling, no fearing when gangstas dying
I'm in a full circle with homies that's supposed to bleed
On an 8 Mile mission with Cypress and O.G.'s

About to change, 'cause we ain't playing no games
We ain't budging neither are they, we ain't saying no names
Shit just ain't the same, when the Aks gettin' sprayed
'Cause hip hop is in a state of 911

It ain't about hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
It ain't about trying rip shots, to get props no more
It's about trying not to get popped and get dropped to the floor
'Cause hip hop is in a state of 911

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