Dog And Butterfly - Lyrics - Dog & Butterfly - Heart

Title: Dog And Butterfly
Album: Dog & Butterfly
Artist: Heart
Composer(s): Nancy Wilson, Ann Wilson, Sue Ennis

Lyric:
There I was with the old man stranded again so off I'd ran
A young world crashin' around me
No possibilities of gettin' what I need
He looked at me and smiled said, "No, no, no, no, no child"

See the dog and butterfly up in the air he like to fly
Dog and butterfly below she had to try
She roll back down to the warm soft ground laughin'
She don't know why, she don't know why dog and butterfly

Well I stumbled upon your secret place
Safe in the trees you had tears on your face
Wrestlin' with your desires frozen strangers stealin' your fires
The message hit my mind only words that I could find

We see the dog and butterfly up in the air he like to fly
Dog and butterfly below she had to try
She roll back down to the warm soft ground
Laughin' to the sky, up to the sky dog and butterfly

We're gettin' older the world's gettin' colder
For the life of me I don't know the reason why
Maybe it's livin' makin' us give in hearts rollin' in taken back on the tide
We're balanced together ocean upon the sky

Another night in this strange town moonlight holdin' me light as down
Voice of confusion inside of me
Just beggin' to go back where I'm free
Feels like I'm through then the old man's words are true

We see the dog and butterfly up in the air he like to fly
Dog and butterfly, below she had to try
She roll back down to the warm soft ground
With a little tear in her eye she had to try, she had to try

Dog and butterfly, yeah, up in the air, he liked to fly
The dog and butterfly, below she had to try
She rolled back down to the warm soft ground
Laughin' she don't know why but she had to try, she had to try
Dog and butterfly

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See The Child - Lyrics - Jane Siberry

Title: See The Child
Artist: Jane Siberry
Composer(s): Jane Siberry

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Lyric:
A child was lost at sea today
Afloat on an ice floe
They floated away
A white cloud
A carpet
A white sleigh

See the child
That chases the dog
That jumps for the butterfly
Yeah, yeah

See the child
That chases the dog
That jumps for the butterfly
Yeah, yeah

See the yellow dress
On the child
That chases the dog
That jumps for the butterfly
Yeah, yeah

See the yellow dress
On the child
That chases the dog
That jumps for the butterfly
Yeah, yeah

See the blue sky
Behind the yellow dress
On the child
That chases the dog
That jumps for the butterfly
Yeah, yeah

See the blue sky
Behind the yellow dress
On the child
That chases the dog
That jumps for the butterfly
Yeah, yeah

See the sun up
High in the sky
Behind the yellow dress
On the child
That chases the dog
That jumps for the butterfly
Yeah, yeah

See the sun up
High in the sky
Behind the yellow dress
On the child
That chases the dog
That jumps for the butterfly
Yeah, yeah

See the grass growin'
Up to the bright sun up
High in the blue sky
Behind the yellow dress
On the child
That chases the dog
That leaps for his happiness

See the grasses growin' taller and taller and
Taller and taller and taller and taller
Until you cannot find the child that
Chases the dog that
Chases the dog that
Where is the child that?
Where is the child that?

And they say it was a, it was a yellow sun
And it was a blue sky
And it was a sweet child
And it was a happy dog
And the grass was a growin'
And the bees were a buzzin'
And through all this
The butterfly simply flies
Simply flies

It's the pull of life
It's the pull of life
It's the pull of life
It's the pull of life
Pull of life
Pull of life
Pull of life

Humble bee, humble bye
Humble dog, humble child
Humble grass, humble sky
Humble me, humble my
Humble earth's lullaby
Earth's lullaby, earth's lullaby
Lullaby, lullaby

Ohh, how time flies by
How time flies by
How time flies by

A child was lost at sea today
Afloat on an ice floe
They floated away
No one in the village will leave these shores
Until the child is safe once more
So if you see that child in someone's eyes
Bring us home

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10 Chicken Wangs And A Bottle Of Dom - Lyrics - 69 Boyz

Title: 10 Chicken Wangs And A Bottle Of Dom
Artist: 69 Boyz
Composer(s): Albert V Bryant

Lyric:
Itsty bitsy
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey a chicken head
Bone legged, buckteeth butterfly

One for the money, two for the show
Three I want a real big booty to go
Check it, for the homies, five for the tricks
And everybody down at the Motel Six

I had seven girls and they all was tough
Then I got one more and now eight is enough
You know at nine we hit the club and we'll have some fun
And get ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom

Now the weekend's here and it's time to have fun
Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom
True, up in the club, got love, go ahead and show me
Holla at a dog baby, you know you know me

I know you like the sound of the booms so lay the room
I'm gonna break you off shortly in the hotel room
I got some tables to serve, uh
I got ears, you and your friends
Kick them turn nerds to the curve

And it ain't no thang, yo
'Cause these wangs the funk
I'm gettin' drunk off the pain, so
Brothers stop sweatin'

I know you want some but none is what you're gettin'
So, stop standin' on the wall, y'all
I got some greasy old fingers and a belly full of alcohol
But I'ma hit the floor and have fun
With ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom

Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom
Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom
Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom
It ain't nothin' but a party, let's have some fun

Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom
Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom
Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom
Come over to the table if you want some

Give me some of them chicken wangs
With celery sticks and dip
A glass of dom and some hittin' songs
And a cute girl on my hip, well, come on now

Give me some chicken wangs
With celery sticks and dip
A glass of dom, with some hittin' songs
And a cute girl on my hip, well alright

My man was chillin' with a girl he met last week
But let him dance in the corner
He damn near sleep, peep
Jay's little hoe was from Texas

She was sweatin' his gold
Layin' him back like he just got a Lexus
My boy, be in black spinnin' ends in the ends
In the corner with a set of fly ass twins

And me I'm sittin' fat
'Cause I'm the Rottweiler and I'm lookin' for a kitty cat
And some high heel pumps and a Doolian-Burke
Or a fly hairdo and a teenie skirt

Fellas lookin' angrily but don't get mad at me
'Cause I'm in V.I.P., uh
My boy, be on a cellular phone
Hey, yo, wait to hang up
'Cause these wangs are almost gone

So, keep 'em comin', keep 'em comin' hard
Them buffalo wangs and a bottle of dom

Sixty-nine chillin' in the V.I.P.
Instead of eatin' our wangs away
Watchin' all the girls with the sister curls steady
Makin' their bootys sway

Sixty-nine chillin' in the V.I.P.
Instead of eatin' our wangs away
Watchin' all the girls with the sister curls steady
Makin' their bootys sway, check it out now

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Thy Unveiling - Lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Title: Thy Unveiling
Artist: Insane Clown Posse
Composer(s): Mike Puwal, Joseph Bruce, William Dail

Lyric:
Carnival of Carnage, The Ringmaster
The Riddle Box, The Great Milenko
The Amazing Jeckel Brothers and The Wraith
Looks like were all out of time brother, everybody's out of time
Fuck it, we gots to tell them

All secrets will now be told, no more hidden messengers
This is it y'all, time's up
Everything be out, right here
No need for the reverse talking, the truth

Now, we have been told this carnival shit has touched out many lives
People have fuckin' sworn to us, they too can feel it inside
What is it that draws you in, this magic that compels you?
We've been waiting six fuckin' joker cards to finally tell you

The messages and hints were there
All though most never picked up on them
We snuck 'em in subliminally with that wicked shit around them
We mentioned more and more of this on every joker's card
The bottom line always the same, you ain't have to look hard

We wickedly kick it, inflict it, you get it
Get with it and dig, we don't preach it flat out
'Cause some niggas don't wanna get with ya
They quick to forget ya without the hatchet and gat out

So we rose the hatchet, do or die, now Juggalos standing tall
After all 6 have risen the end of time will consume us all
It ain't got nothing to do with us, it ain't psychopathic records
All we're doing is pointing this shit out to you, we in this together

Who's behind the Dark Carnival, that gatherings and the hatchet?
Who's behind Dark Lotus, the circus and everybody at it?
Who invented Juggalos and Juggalette and fuckin' Faygo showers?
What about that feeling you get when bumping our shit
Who's behind these Juggalo powers?

This ain't no fuckin' fan club, it ain't about making a buck
Don't buy our fuckin' action figures bitch, I don't give a fuck
It ain't about Violent J or Shaggy, the Butterfly or Seventeen
When we speak of Shangri-La, what you think we mean?
Truth is we follow god, we've always been behind him
The Carnival is god and may all Juggalos find him

(May the juggalos find him)
May the juggalos find him
(May the juggalos find him)
He's out there, he's out there

We're not sorry if we tricked you
(We don't care what happens now)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(We swing our hatchet and we're proud)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(Painted faces in the crowd)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(The Carnival will carry on)

He's out there
(May the juggalos find him)
He's out there
(May the juggalos find him)

We're not sorry if we tricked you
(The Carnival will carry on)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(The Carnival will carry on)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(Painted faces in the crowd)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(The Carnival will carry on)

Yeah, he's everywhere
I'm sayin' he's anywhere
Juggalos, he's out there, yeah, yeah
Everywhere he's out there

Come see the show, big top show
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
Dead dirty carnies, dead juggalos
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
(He's out there)

Juggla, juggla, fuck with the juggla
Juggla, juggla, fuck with the juggla
Juggla, juggla, fuck with the juggla
Ya can't fuck with the juggla

May the juggalos find him
(May the Juggalos find him)
He's out there
May the Juggalos find him
(May the Juggalos find him)
He's out there, he's out there

We all gonna die
But I'm not gonna fly
Even though most never try
I'm not gonna let this pass me by, no

This is our world, this is our world, this is our world
(So get the fuck out)
This is our world, this is our world, this is our world
(So get the fuck out)

We're not sorry if we tricked you
(We don't care what happens now)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(We swing our hatchets and we're proud)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(Painted faces in the crowd)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(The Carnival will carry on)

Suck my nuts, bitch, fuck you
Suck my nuts, bitch, fuck you

Inner City Posse, we got the Dog Beats
ICP, we got the dog beats
Inner City Posse, we got the Dog Beats
ICP, we got the dog beats

3 rings, a ding-a-ding-ding
(People love to point and stare)
3 rings, a ding-a-ding-ding
(It's the same as everywhere)

Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck wit a wicked clown
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck wit a wicked clown

He's out there
We don't care what happens now
We swing our hatchets and we're proud
Painted Faces in the crowd
The Carnival will carry on
The Carnival will carry on
Painted Faces in the crowd
The Carnival will carry on
The Carnival will carry on

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for joining us
We hope you've enjoyed the Wraith's exhibit of Shangri-La
And soon as you die, this will be yours
Thank you for joining us, thank you byatch
Always remember to fuck off, thank you
Fuck off, good bye

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The Unveiling - Lyrics - The Wraith: Shangri-La - Insane Clown Posse

Title: The Unveiling
Album: The Wraith: Shangri-La
Artist: Insane Clown Posse
Composer(s): Mike Puwal, Joseph Bruce, William Dail

Lyric:
Carnival of Carnage, The Ringmaster
The Riddle Box, The Great Milenko
The Amazing Jeckel Brothers and The Wraith
Looks like were all out of time brother, everybody's out of time
Fuck it, we gots to tell them

All secrets will now be told, no more hidden messengers
This is it y'all, time's up
Everything be out, right here
No need for the reverse talking, the truth

Now, we have been told this carnival shit has touched out many lives
People have fuckin' sworn to us, they too can feel it inside
What is it that draws you in, this magic that compels you?
We've been waiting six fuckin' joker cards to finally tell you

The messages and hints were there
All though most never picked up on them
We snuck 'em in subliminally with that wicked shit around them
We mentioned more and more of this on every joker's card
The bottom line always the same, you ain't have to look hard

We wickedly kick it, inflict it, you get it
Get with it and dig, we don't preach it flat out
'Cause some niggas don't wanna get with ya
They quick to forget ya without the hatchet and gat out

So we rose the hatchet, do or die, now Juggalos standing tall
After all 6 have risen the end of time will consume us all
It ain't got nothing to do with us, it ain't psychopathic records
All we're doing is pointing this shit out to you, we in this together

Who's behind the Dark Carnival, that gatherings and the hatchet?
Who's behind Dark Lotus, the circus and everybody at it?
Who invented Juggalos and Juggalette and fuckin' Faygo showers?
What about that feeling you get when bumping our shit
Who's behind these Juggalo powers?

This ain't no fuckin' fan club, it ain't about making a buck
Don't buy our fuckin' action figures bitch, I don't give a fuck
It ain't about Violent J or Shaggy, the Butterfly or Seventeen
When we speak of Shangri-La, what you think we mean?
Truth is we follow god, we've always been behind him
The Carnival is god and may all Juggalos find him

(May the juggalos find him)
May the juggalos find him
(May the juggalos find him)
He's out there, he's out there

We're not sorry if we tricked you
(We don't care what happens now)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(We swing our hatchet and we're proud)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(Painted faces in the crowd)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(The Carnival will carry on)

He's out there
(May the juggalos find him)
He's out there
(May the juggalos find him)

We're not sorry if we tricked you
(The Carnival will carry on)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(The Carnival will carry on)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(Painted faces in the crowd)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(The Carnival will carry on)

Yeah, he's everywhere
I'm sayin' he's anywhere
Juggalos, he's out there, yeah, yeah
Everywhere he's out there

Come see the show, big top show
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
Dead dirty carnies, dead juggalos
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
(He's out there)

Juggla, juggla, fuck with the juggla
Juggla, juggla, fuck with the juggla
Juggla, juggla, fuck with the juggla
Ya can't fuck with the juggla

May the juggalos find him
(May the Juggalos find him)
He's out there
May the Juggalos find him
(May the Juggalos find him)
He's out there, he's out there

We all gonna die
But I'm not gonna fly
Even though most never try
I'm not gonna let this pass me by, no

This is our world, this is our world, this is our world
(So get the fuck out)
This is our world, this is our world, this is our world
(So get the fuck out)

We're not sorry if we tricked you
(We don't care what happens now)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(We swing our hatchets and we're proud)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(Painted faces in the crowd)
We're not sorry if we tricked you
(The Carnival will carry on)

Suck my nuts, bitch, fuck you
Suck my nuts, bitch, fuck you

Inner City Posse, we got the Dog Beats
ICP, we got the dog beats
Inner City Posse, we got the Dog Beats
ICP, we got the dog beats

3 rings, a ding-a-ding-ding
(People love to point and stare)
3 rings, a ding-a-ding-ding
(It's the same as everywhere)

Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck wit a wicked clown
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck wit a wicked clown

He's out there
We don't care what happens now
We swing our hatchets and we're proud
Painted Faces in the crowd
The Carnival will carry on
The Carnival will carry on
Painted Faces in the crowd
The Carnival will carry on
The Carnival will carry on

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for joining us
We hope you've enjoyed the Wraith's exhibit of Shangri-La
And soon as you die, this will be yours
Thank you for joining us, thank you byatch
Always remember to fuck off, thank you
Fuck off, good bye

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Flipmode Squad Meets Def Squad - Lyrics - The Coming - Busta Rhymes

Title: Flipmode Squad Meets Def Squad
Album: The Coming
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Wayne A. Notise, Jamal Phillips, Marlon King, Roger Mcnair, Keith Murray, George Spivey, Reggie Noble, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream
Here to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin' team
Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I know you heard of me
You probably know some bitch niggaz who wanna murder me
Busta Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster
For me the microphone master
Look, I crash ya, bash ya skull
Fucky with Mally G if you're trying to take a fall

Niggaz talk about killin' and never get to it
Fuck the yappin', be true to it, do it
Steady scream about your East and your West side
But you ain't in it when it comes to the homicide
Niggaz better get up off that bullshit quick
Caught up in the limelight, gettin' way too slick
See 'em at the shows 'bout to rock they shit off
Gettin' they peeps fucked up 'cause they block is soft

As for terror, I sever the best of MC's
Look, little Mally G trippin' off these indo trees
About to murder label's jerkin' but mercy us
Def Squad niggaz prophesize like the Perseus
Droppin' degrees to zero with flatlines
Kill your whole entourage off with just one rhyme
One rhyme, one rhyme, one rhyme, just one rhyme
I, I don't give a fuck, I kill 'em with just one rhyme

Woo, yeah, you wish that you could get with this
Terrorist, lyricist, for your era it's
My time to shine and I'm still payin' dues
And I'ma be famous on either rap or the news, motherfucker
I only tell you nothin' but the real it's
Tight up in the struggle tryin' to get this fuckin' meal, why?
Niggaz act shifty so I shift a long
Three tri three chrome, it's the same ol' song

I seen the shades and the suedes from afar Pah
But hold up, do you know who I are?
The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the spot is on
You blot it I got it then shot it it's hot up in your dome
Peace with the chrome, piece that I pack
Remember fuck around and catch a Mack to your back

Who the fuck I be I, you cannot see I
Flabbergasted, blasted, my Magnum P.I.
Oops, I lie, I got a cannon bout the size of Grand Canyon
I'm prime time, giving MC's Knots Landing
Duck, heavens to fuckin' Merkatroid
I drop noise that employs the unbelievable
Recline like receding hairline, crime speaks fine
With a nine pull line blind keep mines up my sleeve until

You start to quiver, metabolism splits rivers
I rock so many broads I leave your entourage tender
Like bartenders mix liquor
I serve you over the rocks, I feed you to my flock
Now time to click triggers
Manslaughter in alphabetical order for four quarters
Raw water turn sons to grandaughters

I bring trouble where, you sleep
So I double dare to bust you in your bubble bear, coat
Antidotes cause gunsmoke in Tokyo
MC's dosey do your mics up in this rodeo
My star roast 'em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions
Shuttin' down national state buildings with high ceilings
Funk Doc to the spot freeze
Creepin' on MC's like Vietnamese in army fatigues
Def Squad representer
Hit yo' ass up from the bottom when you enter

Hey yo, once a crack head, always a tack head
You have no craftibility all that shit you talk is dead
As sex, drugs and violence, balance the scales of reality
Y'all don't want no parts of Keith Murray
I'm nicety and sheisty, I get that ass iced deliciously
Niggaz ain't shit to me, word up
You stupid niggaz always got somethin' smart to say
And probably can't even spell TWA

My crew is like police pull up and park anywhere
Yeah yeah
Jump out and get it on right then and there
Whassup? Whassup?
Niggaz is pussy and ways and actions show it
Most of y'all niggaz dead, and don't even know it
And Def Squad L.O.D. for life
Word up, yeah, fuck your life
Act trife I'll let my dog cold fuck your wife
Fuck your life

Aiyyo, you just heard the sounds of Mally G
Redman, Keith Murray, bringin' the ruckus, the Def Squad
Next up is the Flipmode Squad, this is Howard Cossell
First up to the ring Rampage the Last Boy Scout
Lord Have Mercy For, and the In-fer-mous
Busta Rhymes

Two one two, I'm living life as a rugged MC
When I step up in your jam, yo, I'm V.I.P.
Niggaz and bitches be eyein' me
I'm spontaneous, I'm wreckin' brothers out the frame
Because I'm dangerous
I'm well known like Keith Murray and my boy Reggie Noble
Chickenheads get gassed, so they call me on my mobile
I'm great distance like AT&T
I stroke like a butterfly, sting like a bee

Yo, I Fades Them All like my man Mally G
Whip a nigga ass for free
And makin' sure he see visions of me
Rampage the talk of the town
The stalker of New York that fucks up the underground
I'm comin' thorough like a pack of Life Savers
Ask Marley Marl who's the real Future Flavors

My technique I freak seven days a week
I'm undefeated, you can see my Quantum Leap
I'm hittin brothers where it hurt, lyrical expert
Those who got no publishing they need to get jerked
A hundred percent, I gets down what I invent
Rap artists be dying to a certain extent
Sometimes they use the underground to make a comeback
That shit is wack, fade away and never come back

For now and forever, it's the evil that men do
Mental, my inner center Winter
Frosted froze crews inventor, inventor
Invader, evacuate I collapse your major
Straights and lose minds
You're splits two times, for intruders, for these losers
My maneuvers, drop like lugers
Illegal, maybe Lethal, like Gibson's
Splittin' blessings, with three Weapons
Lay in the cut like C-Sections, infestin' the nine-six
For you mindless, niggaz I smack spineless

Or lay back like recliners, as inject jewels
As flesh, moves, when in vaginas, ooh, ooh ooh ooh
Corrupt your minors like New York City's finest lineups
On LSD fine fust in your sinus
Crush like China's, opiuMC grinders
My dust, these rhymers I hijack like airliners
The infiltrator, creator, I'm sinful
Papers stay viscous like religious cults
Leaders that drop scriptures, and rock clips or assault heaters
My Flipmode niggaz, we're like Afghanistan guerillas

If you want more information look listen and read
While I sit back and I roll another fat bag of weed
We about to take control of your set like cruise control speed
Satisfy my lyrical semen, plants my Johnny Apple-seed
Mental slave grip on your brain like white people
My music will dominate the population like black people
Utilize my efforts to exercise my inner thoughts
I capitalize on my many and various styles of all sorts
Hold down the forts smokin', drinkin' mad quarts
For sports talk to chickenheads in botty lik shorts

Let's get the cream so that we can move up in this fortress
Bounce to art galleries and purchase exotic portraits
Here we go again, another phenomenon when I get on
Busta Rhymes and my nigga named Stretch Armstrong
We represent the ultimate unit for the nine-season
Flipmode Squad will bust your shit for even the wrong reasons
Chaotic sample make a nigga wanna get down
Till they come through like the ATF and shut your shit down
Alcohol, tobacco and firearms is how we movin'
Raw rapid fire flows while the music keeps you niggaz groovin'

I don't know who the fuck you really think you foolin'
You're so far from up to par and your shit needs improvin'
From your conversation the way you come across your shit is off
Malfunctionin' my nigga you about to feel the real force
Lay you on your face while I beat you up your head with the holy cross
Exotic niggaz blastin' off to the Land of the Lost
If you can't see this, I recommend some
School for the blind by Helen Keller

Big ups to Lord Have Mercy, Rampage and the Cella Dwellas
Redman and the Rockafellas
Big ups to Mally G, Keith Murray sunny days and bad weathers
But still we travel the world like National Lampoon
It's Busta Rhymes for the whole entire ninety-six
So saty tuned

Flipmode, completely getting inside that ass
Def Squad, respek

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What Would U Do - Lyrics - Tha Dogg Pound

Title: What Would U Do
Artist: Tha Dogg Pound
Composer(s): Delmer Drew Arnaud, Cordozar Broadus, Ricardo Brown, Jewell Caples, Dwight De Lemon Williams

Lyric:
Yeah, back up in yo ass with a twenty sack
Don't wanna fuck with me
(Dogg Pound gangstaz)
We do it like that
Motherfuckers out there be like, takin' our styles
Be trying to do they own little dissing
But they can't do it, you know, so we gonna, do it like this
Sit back relax and get a cool one

Have you ever heard of a slughter? I oughta start dippin'
Sippin' on that S T get's me to trippin'
I don't slips, I bangs with that mad ass Dogg Pound gang
It's a DPG thang, Kurupt from the S.C
You wanna test me, let's see if you'll survive .45 times
Like a hollow point headed for your dome
Take a couple of steps, turn around and it's on
Couldn't withstand the murderous mental

I subdue and then take two to your temple
When I cause holocoust from what's spittin'
Niggaz collapse and when the straps is clickin'
Look, this is how it's done nigga
(One, two, three)
I grab my strap, you best run nigga
I gives a fuck, Kurupt's the kingpin of the click
Littlest G, with the biggest dick

Shit, a motherfucker betta recognize
With a twist of my wrist like O.J. you all die
I snack on motherfuckers like a bone
Known to be the shit upon the microphone

Ever since I was bown, not to ever love a bitch
Learned game after game, that's why we are the best
Motherfuckers be gankin' styles minute after minute
But soon as you did it I smelled the niggaz shitted

Now what would u do?
If you could fuck with me and my crew
But you can't, so don't even think about
Steppin' in the motherfuckin' house

Now what would u do?
If you could fuck with me and my crew
But you can't, so don't even think about
Steppin' in the motherfuckin' house

Bitches butterfly all day, while I steady make my pay
Every single day in the LBC
Cruisin' through the East side, me and Lil' Style
When I back up a green six-fo' bustin' free styles

There's no escape, give me the papes and the tape case
How much money can a nigga make in one place?
The review, ain't shit new
You stupid motherfuckers can't fuck wit' my crew

I see all these niggaz tryin' to get with my kin folk
Get so many busters on the West Coast and then to say the least
I see a few trick ass niggaz layin' low on the East Coast
And the question is asked

Do you wanna rap, scrap or blast to that nigga Daz
I'll be the first one to him 'em
Oh yeah, fuck B.G. Knockout and every nigga down with him
'Cuz I'm a natural born killer
And I steal a half, motherfucker 'cuz it's like that

Now what would u do?
If you could fuck with me and my crew

There's so many motherfuckers that I can include
Whose quick to blast motherfuckers in a feud
It doesn't make a difference 'cuz it's about
Who's the quickest on the draw to end all existence

For instance, let's take these Ruthless fools
These Ruthless fools and the Pound in one room
Assume, it's only for conversation, so let's
Conversate slip a nigga the .38 then dip
Empty out the clip
Mind on stead-trip, 'cuz niggaz talk shit

Now if a nigga had a prayer before a nigga died
Would the nigga be dead or would he stay alive?
And if I was in your shoes, would I survive?
Probably not, you'd probably let your glock go pop
Now drop, to your knees
And picture Dat Nigga Daz flowin' in the breeze
(Flowin')

Now what would u do?
If you could fuck with me and my crew
But you can't, so don't even think about
Steppin' in the motherfuckin' house

From the twitch of the eyes
You can see the line, just know it when you see it
'Cuz it messes up the flow to the real fillings y'know
And I'd rather be sipping on a glass of wine
Can you feel yourself in the room with Everlast
Trying to steal a flow, I don't think so
Cock-blockers come with their hearts beating jealousy

In the way like a stray dog
Trying to climb, every bitch on his arm
Cock-blockers, come in every color
Even blue, now this is true
Trying to fuck your woman and even you
Now what the fuck would u do, motherfucker?

What would u do? Mmm
What would u do? What would u do?
What would u do?
If you could get with me and my crew

The weak ones stick and move
What would u do if you could get with my crew?
Why don't u tell me what?
Tell me what u would do if you could get with
The weak ones stick and move

What would u do if you could get with my crew?
Me and my crew, with me and my crew
What would u do? What would u do?
What would u do, if you could get with my crew?

What would u, what would u do
If you could get with the Dogg Pound?
What would u do?
Would you get caught with your pants down?

What would u do?
If you could get with the Dogg Pound?
What would u do?
Would you get caught with your pants down?

What would u do?
If you could get with the Dogg Pound?
What would u do?
If you get caught with your pants down?

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High Time - Lyrics - Dog & Butterfly - Heart

Title: High Time
Album: Dog & Butterfly
Artist: Heart
Composer(s): Nancy Wilson, Ann Wilson, Sue Ennis

Lyric:
Inside out again
I had to spread it a little thin
I work and work and try and try
And try and try to shine that's fine

But It's high time
Break and take the freedom
My time to live like I feel
To let down and let myself be
It's high time for me
It's high time for me
It's time for me

Darling look at you
I can see what you been through
You been bought and sold
And pushed and rolled and rolled
And rolled gets old

It's high time
Break and take the freedom
Your time to leave like you feel
So get up, you know what to do
It's high time for you
High time for you
It's high time for you too

I know you know all about a fool
Who is where and where is what is cool to you
I'll go underground with the ones I've found
Put your ear down you can feel us shake

Way down way down we're making a break
Making a break our ship is in
You know it is, it is high time
It's high time

Don't we feel fine tonight
We got the fire hot alright
The feeling is clear you better be aware
Now it's here, it's all here

And it's high time
Break and take the freedom
It's high time
To live like we feel
So come on feel the buzz
It's high time for us
High time for us
It's high time for us

It's high time
Break and take the freedom
Your time to leave like you feel
So get up, you know what to do
It's high time for you
It's high time for you
It's high time for you, yea yea

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4 Corners - Lyrics - The Price Of Fame - Bow Wow

Title: 4 Corners
Album: The Price Of Fame
Artist: Bow Wow
Composer(s): Leonard Caston, Timothy Mosely, Shawn Carter, Jermaine Dupri, Kyambo Joshua, James Phillips, Charleston Davis, Darryl Iii Richardson, Chad Butler, Dwayne Carter, Anita Poree

Lyric:
Question, what y'all know about swingas on slab
30's on a Hummer with the butterfly doors?
Lucky charm teeth, lac on dem D's
Chevys sittin' high, iced out everthang, stacks on deck, no bank

What y'all know 'bout the five hottest niggas in the game?
Bow Wow, Short Dog, Scrappy, the boi Lil Wayne, the homie Pimp C
We got a lil' story to tell y'all where we come from

I come from where a Chevy wit a trunk full of bump
Is all that is that's wanted
In a year it don't matter long as you throw sum throw some D's on it
Mouth cost more then your house, house on ten acres
In the inside so fly, *** call me Jim Baker

From Ohio to Texas, we so infectious
ATL to STL is gon' to be hard to catch us
I'm talkin' 'bout ***, pills, sippin' on bar
Drinkin' crunk, livin' like there's no tomorrow

See out of towners can't understand 'coz I cut all my words short
Poppin' tags is mandatory, Saturday at the mall
Hoods ain't hoods, they cardboards and zones
*** car choppers and when it's on, it's on

See the kids can't live without it
It ain't nothin' you can do 'bout it
Learn how to bounce and get out it, hear me out
See the kids can't live without it
And it ain't nothin' you can do 'bout it
Learn how to bounce and get out it and now answer me this

Huh, now what y'all know about them dem country boys
Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise?
Huh, now what y'all know about them dem country boys
Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise?

Huh, now what y'all know about them dem country boys
Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise?
Huh, now what y'all know about them dem country boys
Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise?

I'm talkin' the boy, country like overalls, you know that, dawg
Catch me in a slab, the same color as bowling balls
Cruisin' up the ave and I'm probably gonna give you up on cost
'Coz I ball hard and I'm stuntin' just like there's no tomorrow

So yesterday I swear I spent about fifty G's
On a wrist watch that shine brighter then a Christmas tree
If you was gettin' cheese, you would probably spend too
So don't hate 'em 'cause I blow paper like the wind do

And hop out clean, so watch your queen
I'm the biggest balla in Houston, homie, not Yao Ming
I mean, I'm gettin' money, man, so my pockets hella chubby
And I be sippin' drank that's purple like the Teletubby

So when it comes to the women, dawg, I can tell they love me
They put they panties in a envelope and mail 'em to me
And now how's that for some fan mail?
But me and Bow got a question, know the answer?
Raise your hand, yell

Huh, now what y'all know about them dem country boys
Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise?
Huh, now what y'all know about them dem country boys
Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise?

Huh, now what y'all know about them dem country boys
Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise?
Huh, now what y'all know about them georgia boys
Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise?

Yeah, they call me Fisher Price 'coz all I do is play nice
And I hang around a gang of guerrillas that love to fight
I'm the ice man, I'm far away from the sun
But I'm still hot like a *** pushin' a 'bout ***

My charger look like a muscle liftin' a ton
You keep pickin' on me, then you picked the right one
You pass another drink and I'm sippin' another one
You trust me up a *** I'm blowin' myself a ***

Got a Froot Loop Coupe lookin' like orange juice
When them *** see the truth, they don't be knowin' what to do
Yeah, I'm Scrap, baddest young *** in the nation
Young *** quit hatin' on the money that I'm makin', I'm just country

Huh, now what y'all know about them dem country boys
Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise?
Huh, now what y'all know about them dem country boys
Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise?

Huh, now what y'all know about them dem country boys
Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise?
Huh, now what y'all know about them dem country boys
Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise?

Look, they call me Wayne, that is our chaperon
So far ahead of the race, I don't know which lap I'm on
No *** young Louisiana
Hit you with *** like MC Hammer

And money talks, so that's my grammar
If you ain't about money, you can step like a gambler
Am I the illest doin' this? Hell yeah
I am fresher then the Prince of Bel Air

And OG is what you smell here
Smoke the biggest *** don't worry, I brought a spare
They say I'm at the top but I'm almost there
And when I get, I will sit, don't worry, I brought a chair

I put ice all over the Altermare
[Incomprehensible] watch face, now time is hard to tell
And I will do whatever the Carter shell
So hot, goin' out wit me is like goin' to hell

Huh, now what y'all know about them dem country boys
Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise?
Huh, now what y'all know about them dem country boys
Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise?

Huh, now what y'all know about them dem country boys
Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise?
Huh, now what y'all know about them dem country boys
Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise?
Noise, noise

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I Love My Life - Lyrics - Brave - Jamie O'Neal

Title: I Love My Life
Album: Brave
Artist: Jamie O'Neal
Composer(s): Jamie O'Neal, Tim Nichols, Shaye Smith

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Lyric:
Her little blond hair's blowin'
She's swingin' while her daddy's mowin' the grass
And the dog needs a bath
But he's chasing the cat up a tree

I'm lookin' out the window
Happy just watching my world go around
And I think to myself
How lucky can a girl be

I've got everything more than I ever dreamed
I love my life
I thank God for all I have
And that I love this man who loves his wife
I love my life
I love my life

Twenty kisses, goodnight
Turn the little butterfly night light on
'Til the monster is gone
And she's finally fallen asleep

We tiptoe downstairs, cuddle up
And we kiss in the big chair
And I smile and you whisper
Now it's just you and me, yeah

I've got everything more than I ever dreamed
I love my life
I thank God for all I have
And that I love this man who loves his wife
Yeah, I love my life

Blue and pink in the nursery
Gold and silver anniversaries
Dancing in the living room
Our little girl and me and you, yeah

I've got everything more than I ever dreamed
I love my life
I thank God for all I have
And that I love this man who loves his wife
Yeah, I love my life
I love my life, oh, yeah I do

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Skin - Lyrics - Spocks Beard

Title: Skin
Artist: Spocks Beard
Composer(s): Neal Morse

Lyric:
Like a star with a blue moon rising
You complain but you keep surprising yourself
Like a dog who's been kicked all over
You tried to quit but you can't stop kicking yourself

It's the truth, it's a lie, love will never die

Don't you see it's like tryin' to climb out of your skin
You're like a butterfly fighting the wind
Don't you see it's like tryin' to climb out of your skin

You shut down tried to not be special
Lights were off but someone's always been home
May as well not resist temptation
Plug yourself in the wall and light up the town

Time is up, it's alive, take this dream and drive

Don't you see it's like tryin' to climb out of your skin
You're like a butterfly fighting the wind
Don't you see it's like tryin' to climb out of your skin

Climb way up to the ground, slide on up and slide down

It's the truth, it's a lie love will never die
It's the best you can buy might be worth a try
Make a wish take a dive don't just stay alive
You'll do more than survive take this dream and drive

Don't you see it's like tryin' to climb out of your skin
You're like a butterfly fighting the wind
Don't you see it's like tryin' to climb out of your skin
You're like a butterfly fighting the wind

Don't you see it's like tryin' to climb out of your skin
You're like a butterfly fighting the wind
Don't you see it's like tryin' to climb out of your skin
You're like a butterfly fighting the wind

Out of your skin
Out of your skin
Out of your skin
Out of your skin

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Lighter Touch - Lyrics - Dog & Butterfly - Heart

Title: Lighter Touch
Album: Dog & Butterfly
Artist: Heart
Composer(s): Anne Wilson, Nancy Wilson, S Ennis

Lyric:
Look at me, the answer is so clear
Lyin' close by the fire place
I wish that you could see yourself this way, my love
The firelight on your face

Ain't it strange how love put things together
One like you, someone like me
But no one ever moved me like the way you do
And held against your love I am weak oh, yea, hey
Oh

Before us now, the dream of love is playin'
A butterfly risin' from the flame
You and me don't need no chain
Since this feeling came to us
A touch of love, a lighter touch

A lighter touch
Than hands of love through time
Reaching up to have and to hold you
But you know I'll stay, if I am free to go
You know I'll take your love into my soul

Before us now, the dream of love is playin'
Like a butterfly risin' from the flame
You and me don't need no chain like
Since this feelin' came to us
This touch of love, it's lighter touch of love
It's lighter, lighter, lighter touch, umm

Ooh
This touch of love
This lighter, lighter touch of love
It's lighter, lighter, lighter touch of love
It's lighter, lighter, lighter touch
Ooh
Lighter, lighter

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Dragonfly - Lyrics - Dragonfly - Ziggy Marley

Title: Dragonfly
Album: Dragonfly
Artist: Ziggy Marley
Composer(s): David Marley

Lyric:
Everybody's worried about time
But I just keep that shit off my mind
People living on twenty four hour clocks
But we're on a ride that never stops

Hey Mister Bee, the world change but you remain the same
And I wonder how you'll survive with the environment going down the drain
Hey Miss Dragonfly, I see you look at me with your beautiful eyes
You must be wondering what type of creature am I

A dog looked at me and said, Ziggy why can't we trust man
Puss and me get together so why can't you all just understand
An old tree stood there silently listening to every word we said
As a tear fell he cried what type of creature is man

I said, Hey Mister Tree the world change but you remain the same
And I wonder how you survive with the environment going down the drain
Hey miss butterfly I see you look at me with your beautiful eyes
You must be wondering what kind of creature am I
You must be wondering what kind of creature am I

Everybody's worried about time
Well I just keep that shit off my mind
People living on twenty four hour clocks
But we're on a ride, yes, we're on a ride, we're on a ride that never stops

Hey Mister Bee the world change but you remain the same
And I hope you'll survive with the environment going down the drain
Hey Miss Dragonfly see you look at me with your beautiful eyes
You must be wondering what type of creature am I
You must be wondering what type of creature is man

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Cook With Fire - Lyrics - Dog & Butterfly - Heart

Title: Cook With Fire
Album: Dog & Butterfly
Artist: Heart
Composer(s): Nancy Wilson, Roger Fisher, Howard Leese, Ann Wilson, Sue Ennis

Lyric:
C'mon, c'mon, I said c'mon

This hot night wind is mine, I know
This gust of love ain't no liar
Steamed up, blown up, stoked from below
I'm a ready to cook with fire, ooh with fire

Yeah [Incomprehensible]

She cattin' around to catch you, man
And butters you up to buy her
Darlin', she's just a flash in the pan
And now don't you wanna cook him with fire?

I'm talkin' 'bout kickin' the role thing, yeah
I wanna give you the whole thing, yeah

Ooh, listen, she gonna burn ya
I tell ya, she gonna make you a fool
But it'll help ya learn yeah
Way, way better than school

I got the soul that's got the spark for ya
Holdin' a real hot wire
You got a hungry flame in the dark
And Lord, we gonna cook it with fire

I got the soul that's got the spark for ya
Holdin' a real hot wire, yeah
We got a hungry flame in the dark
And Lord, we gonna cook it with fire

Oh, listen to me
[Incomprehensible]
Ooo, my sweet baby
You'll wind up cooking with

C-c-ook it with fire, c-c-cook it with fire
Oh, I could cook it with
C-c-cook it with
Oh, cook it with fire, fire, fire, fire

Ooh yeah

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Drink The Water - Lyrics - Buckcherry - Buckcherry

Title: Drink The Water
Album: Buckcherry
Artist: Buckcherry
Composer(s): Jonathan Brightman, Devon Glenn, Keith, Edward Nelson, Joshua Todd Gruber

Lyric:
Yeah
Alright

The curse of deception it's urgent
We're self sufficient but blinded
Time to create tormented butterfly
So instrumental it seems, oh
Deadlines commitments drink the caffeine
You don't mind me, I'm sick from drugs
Blew through your love just like a hurricane
Eight ball, insinuates love

We're coming round the bend again
You know, you wanna tell your friends
Yeah, you wanna know that
Your mind, your love
The pictures and the colors are coolin'
Your mind, your love
Now, don't you feel the movement it's soothin'

That girl behind you has got the cocaine
She hasn't felt good in years, Lord
I can't wait to find what I'm lookin' for, yea
I know it's got to be here
Dog faced complexion in through the out door
Don't mind me, I'm just undone
Long lines expectin' me to drink to standard
It's just enough to stop me from shakin'

We're coming round the bend again
You know, you wanna tell your friends
Yeah, you wanna know that
Your mind, your love
The pictures and the colors are coolin'
Your mind, your love
Now, don't you feel the movement it's soothin'

Drink the water
(Drink the water)
Drink the water
(Drink the water)
Drink the water
(Drink the water)
Everybody, c'mon yea

We're coming round the bend again
You know, you wanna tell your friends
Yeah, you wanna know that
Your mind, your love
The pictures and the colors are coolin'
Your mind, your love
Now, don't you feel the movement it's soothin'
Your mind, your love
The pictures and the colors are coolin'
Your mind, your love
Now, don't you feel the movement it's soothin'

Your mind, your love
Your mind, your love
Your mind, your love
Your mind, your love
Your mind, love
Mind, love
Mind, love
Mind, love

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Mistral Wind - Lyrics - Dog & Butterfly - Heart

Title: Mistral Wind
Album: Dog & Butterfly
Artist: Heart
Composer(s): Nancy Wilson, Roger Fisher, Ann Wilson, Sue Ennis

Lyric:
No wind when I took the watch, my ship was still waitin'
I lay on that mirrored sky, a restless sail waitin'
I closed my eyes, said the words of will for the gentle breathin'
That moves the sea, make my sails fill

Whisper waves cloud the glass, awake at last like a lover
It rushed around the talkin' sweet, roll over, roll over, roll over
And in my ear he blew his name, it sound so strange
But I heard it plain mistral, mistral wind

I have always held the wheel but I let the wind steal my power
Spin me 'round, lose my course, nights run by like hour
Well, show me the way to the deepest mountains
Too high and beautiful to be a mistral, mistral wind

All the hours on the watch, I wait for that breeze to move me
Ooh, move me, move me, move me
Blow me back to that place, magic space all through me
And I sigh your name over the empty water
You made a crazy dreamer out of me, yeah
Mistral, mistral, mistral, mistral

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Hijinx - Lyrics - Dog & Butterfly - Heart

Title: Hijinx
Album: Dog & Butterfly
Artist: Heart
Composer(s): Nancy Wilson, Ann Wilson, Sue Ennis

Lyric:
I just found out
It's been too long now
The word is out

The time before didn't they take us hook and punker?
Their 'Jive alive' lines
They were funk
They were hi jinx, hi jinx, hi jinx tonight
We all know better but we just might

Pullin' this off it's gonna take some
Big time schemin'
Take a fast tap dance, our feet'll be steamin'

Ooh hi jinx, gotta hi jinx, hi jinx alright
Hi, hi, hi jinx, yeah, yeah
Who's who?
Who's who?

You never know, no no
Behind the lines
Who's gonna show

The scandal high's been buzzin' through the mayhem
Tonight the word, we heard is
It might be them

Woo hoo boy hi jinx
They were hi jinx, hi jinx tonight
Hi, hi, hi jinx, yeah, yeah, yeah
Who's who?
Who's who?

Alright

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