I Know - Lyrics - B.G.

Title: I Know
Artist: B.G.
Composer(s): Dwayne Carter, Christopher Noel Dorsey, Byron O Thomas

Lyric:
Okay

First thing first and for me that's n's
I floss, so I know you gon' let me pimp Benz
If I want it, no matter the cost, I'll get it
It's mine, so I know you gon' let me spend it

My clique made it known, we 'bout havin' things
Sport diamonds, so I know you gon' let us bling
B.G.: shut it down when I come through
They say I'm wrong, but I know you gon' let me do what I do

If I got it, I ain't gon' hide it I show mine
I know you gon' respect it, I know you gon' let me shine
I know you ain't gon' step, I know you know I tote iron
Quick to bust, and I know you don' wan' die

You see eight Bentleys comin' on a late Sunday
I know you know that's Cash Money Millionaires comin'
We be layin' it down don't give a fuck, nigga
We're from uptown, so I know you gon' let us stunt, nigga

Hey
(Hey)
Hey
(Hey)
Hey (Hey)
Listen, listen

I know you see the jewelry it's berserk and on shine
I know you see the bulge under the shirt don't try
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock

I know you see the Bentleys, the broads, the Dubs
I know you see the thugs you don't wanna see no blood
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock

I know you bet' not open your mouth when I ride by
I know you know this Lex GS on shine
I spin through fast, wrist hangin' out the dropped Jag
Blindin' ya I know you gon' let me act bad

I know you gon' let me go off, let me show my ass
I know you gon' let me show off, make haters mad
Got game to make your wife cheat, give me head
Fuck your husband for Geezy I know you gon' break bread

I know you clowns don't like it, gotta accept it
You don't, get wetted I know you gotta respect it
You don't want Geezy bringin' drama to your set'n'
I know you don't want sis, Mom, and daughter in black dresses

Please don't test me you do, it get hectic
I shoot for the head don't depend on vests
Now on the up and up I'm every bad bitch choice
Don't be mad, I know you gon' let me be a hot boy

Hey, hey, hey, hey

I know you see the jewelry it's berserk and on shine
I know you see the bulge under the shirt don't try
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock

I know you see the Bentleys, the broads, the Dubs
I know you see the thugs you don't wanna see no blood
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock

Hoes say I'm nasty I know you gon' let me slang wood
Say I changed I'm rich, I know you gon' let me be good
I'm the same ol' nigga I was when I was broke
Still beef, so I know you gon' let me tote my four-four

Now, you know what happened tried to play me like a hoe
We both can't live on this earth one of us gotta go
On the real, when it come to shinin', I'm nothin' nice
You'll be blinded, and I know you don't like when I wear ice

I know you gon' let me burn, I'm H O T
I know you gon' let me be me that's B.G.
I know you gon' respect my clique, CMB
I know you don't want beef with Juv, Turk, and Wheezy

I know you don't wan' put your car next to Fresh or B
I know you ain't got the price like them, ten a-piece
I know you bet' stay in your place don't fuck with us
I know you ain't on our level 'cause we platinum plus

Hey, hey
(Hey)
Hey
(Hey)
Hey
(Hey, hey)

I know you see the jewelry it's berserk and on shine
I know you see the bulge under the shirt don't try
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock

I know you see the Bentleys, the broads, the Dubs
I know you see the thugs you don't wanna see no blood
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock

I know you see the jewelry it's berserk and on shine
I know you see the bulge under the shirt don't try
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock

I know you see the Bentleys, the broads, the Dubs
I know you see the thugs you don't wanna see no blood
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock

Lock, shop, bam, lock down
What?

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Don'T Hide Your Love - Lyrics - Cher

Title: Don'T Hide Your Love
Artist: Cher
Composer(s): Howard Greenfield, Neil Sedaka

Lyric:
You never give yourself completely
It's just that you've been hurt before
You're so afraid to let me love you
You never leave an open door

Don't judge me by some other lover
Who broke your heart and walked away
Come let's be fair with one another
My world is yours, I swear it
Say the word and we can share it

Don't hide your love
(Don't hide your love)
Not if you care for me
(Not if you care for me)
It isn't fair for me
To worry and wonder and wait

Don't hide your love
(Don't hide your love)
Just love me here and now
(Just love me here and now)
We'll work it out somehow
Don't you keep us apart
Baby unlock your heart
Don't hide your love

Well I now the past has brought you sorrow
The clouds still hang around today
But don't let the rain fall on tomorrow
Baby we can make it together
'Cause I'm gonna love you forever

Don't hide your love
(Don't hide your love)
Not if you care for me
(Not if you care for me)
It isn't fair for me
To worry and wonder and wait

Don't hide your love
(Don't hide your love)
Just love me here and now
(Just love me here and now)
We'll work it out somehow
Don't you keep us apart
Baby unlock your heart
Don't hide your love

Don't hide your love
(Don't hide your love)
Not if you care for me
(Not if you care for me)
It isn't fair for me
To worry and wonder and wait

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Hide Me - Lyrics - Fight of My Life - Kirk Franklin

Title: Hide Me
Album: Fight of My Life
Artist: Kirk Franklin
Composer(s): Kirk Franklin

Lyric:
I know You see us, I know You hear us
And You fill us when we pray
You understand us, see deep inside us
Translate tears then take them away

I'ma be honest, there are times
Your ways and method's, I don't understand
You seem so far, tell me who You are
I know Your touch, but can't see Your plan

I'm lost in this thing called life
Left to me, now feels right
It's Your turn now
I wanna be where You are

Hide me, let me live behind You
?Cause I need shelter from the rain
Remind me the only way my faith can grow
Is when You let Your winds blow
You're making me stronger now
So rain, don't go away, don't go away

I admit, it'd be nice
To have some light shine down on me
Especially when what I shall be
You don't always let me see

It ain't easy but I'm trying
Hard to get out of Your way
To believe that what You say
That my change begins today

The road includes some pain
And to grow you need some rain
And when it falls
I wanna be where You are

Hide me, let me live behind You
?Cause I need shelter from the rain
Remind me the only way my faith can grow
Is when You let Your winds blow
You're making me stronger now
So rain, don't go away, don't go away

?Cause there's some much I see
Needs to grow inside of me
In the fire I realize
Before I live, I have to die

Please believe me when I say
I can't waste another day
It's so easy to complain
But complain don't make a change

Not the victim anymore
All the things God has in store
If I ain't ready don't let the rain
Go away, don't go away

Hide me
?Cause I need
Remind me the only way my faith can grow
Is when You let Your winds blow
You're making me stronger now

You're making me stronger now
You're making me stronger now
You're making me stronger now
You're making me stronger now

You're making me stronger now
You're making me stronger now
You're making me stronger now

You made me stronger now
You made me stronger now
You made me stronger now
You made me stronger now

He made me stronger now
She?s made me stronger now
They made me stronger now
They made me stronger now

You made me stronger now
You made me stronger now
You made me stronger now
You made me stronger now

You made me stronger now
You made me stronger now
You made me stronger now
You made me stronger now

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Let Go - Lyrics - Being Somebody - Liberty X

Title: Let Go
Album: Being Somebody
Artist: Liberty X
Composer(s): Abdul Rasheed Bello, Stuart Reid, Kelli Michelle Young, Tony Lundon, Kevin Ian Simm, Michael Mugisha, Christopher John Porter

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Lyric:
I got nothing to hide
I'm an open book so you can read me
Yes, I'm the type
Every word I say you can believe me

I'll be your friend I'll give you compliments
Until the very end if that will please you
If that will please you

I'm the darker side
I can make you scream honey believe me
I can blow your mind
So much tension need you to relieve me

Don't be afraid, no need to run away
It's just a silly game the rules are easy
Don't wanna play pretend, no, just tell me when, oh

Gotta look inside yourself for me then you'll see
You're trying to hide yourself so let go
Don't have to be how they want ya, got a personality don't ya
You won't be free 'til you let go

I guess I'm kinda shy
I don't like too much attention
Won't look you in the eye
I can't handle rejection

I'm always on the fence, I got no confidence
Please be nice to me don't tease me
Please don't tease me

I guess I'm kinda fly
I like being the main attraction
Don't even have to try
To get me a piece of the action

I know the game and people know my name
I'm always in the frame it's hard to please me
And 'cos of what I earn, oh, I got money to burn, oh

Gotta look inside yourself for me then you'll see
You're trying to hide yourself so let go
Don't have to be how they want ya, got a personality don't ya
You won't be free 'til you let go

You wanna be free now, don't ya
You wanna be free
You wanna be free now, don't ya
You wanna be free

You wanna be free now, don't ya
You wanna be free
You wanna be free now, don't ya
You wanna be free

Gotta look inside yourself for me then you'll see
You're trying to hide yourself so let go
Don't have to be how they want ya, got a personality don't ya
You won't be free 'til you let go

Gotta look inside yourself for me then you'll see
You're trying to hide yourself so let go
Don't have to be how they want ya, got a personality don't ya
You won't be free 'til you let go

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The Greatest Word - Lyrics - Jennifer Love Hewitt - Jennifer Love Hewitt

Title: The Greatest Word
Album: Jennifer Love Hewitt
Artist: Jennifer Love Hewitt
Composer(s): Mark Hall, Connor Reeves

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Lyric:
I know you and you know me
We've got a special kind of lovin' it seems
But sometimes I, I wonder why
You never tell me what you're feeling inside?
'Cause even though we're young
What we've got is strong
Still I need to know
I need to hear you say it 'cause

Love is the greatest word
Don't hold it in
You've got to let it be heard
Baby, love is the greatest word
Let it go unspoken
Don't let this heart be broken

You can bring me wine and valentines
Take me away to a paradise
But that simple word
The sweetest I've heard
It means much more than anything in the world
So open up your heart
Tell me what's inside
When it comes to that emotion
It's too easy to hide

Baby, love is the greatest word
Don't hold it in
You've got to let it be heard
Baby, love is the greatest word
Let it go unspoken
Don't let this heart be broken

Even though
I read it in your eyes
I feel it in your kisses
I've still got to hear it
No need to shout
Whisper the word
Let it be heard
Baby, won't you tell me you love me
Let me know how you feel
Baby, love is the greatest word

'Cause even though we're young
What we've got is strong
Still I need to know
I need to hear you tell me you love me
Tell me that you love me

Baby, love is the greatest word
Love is the greatest word
Don't hold it in
You've got to let it be heard
The sweetest of them all
Baby, love is the greatest word
Let it go unspoken
Don't let this heart be broken

Love is the greatest word
Let it be heard
Don't hold it in
You've got to let it be heard
Baby, love is the greatest word
Let it go unspoken
Don't let this heart be broken, baby
Love is the greatest word
You've got to tell me what's inside
Tell me that this love's alive
Yeah, yeah

Love is the greatest word
So don't let it go unspoken
Don't let this heart be broken
Love is the greatest word
No no
Don't let out this love some how
Don't hold it in
You've got to let it be heard
Love is the greatest word
Don't let it go unspoken
Don't let this heart be broken

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Change You Or Change Me - Lyrics - Street Dreams - Fabolous

Title: Change You Or Change Me
Album: Street Dreams
Artist: Fabolous
Composer(s): Sidney Brown, John Jackson

Lyric:
Oh, you know what?
Everybody goes through some changes in life
Some people change for the better, some people change for the worse
But umm, some people need to make that change
Know what I mean? Change is good sometimes, you know?

Why would I change? I ain't never slide down a bad pole
Even though I'm certified over plat's sold
They say I'm different 'cuz I ride in a plat rolls
But every time, we gotta ride don't this cat roll
I never snitch, and go and hide in a rat hole
And I ain't givin' you nothing besides what this gat hold
No pride, I ain't that old, cut off a few
But kept a few girls I decide like I'm gettin' old

It probably don't seem like a struggle
But I used to dream that this thug'll balance beams just to smuggle
It's funny same girls that didn't seem like they'd love you
Is beggin' for your autographs ands screamin' to hug you
It's crazy, same dudes that seem like they thug you
Is prayin' on your downfall, schemin' to mug you
And people that didn't give a fuck, is dreamin' to bug you
And goin' through' extreme's just to plug you, who really changed?

This game ain't change me, so don't let it change you
If you've been real with me, I'm still real with you
If you got love for me, I still got love for you
If you down for me, then I'm still down for you
If you don't fuck with me, then I don't fuck with you
If you ain't cool with me, then I ain't cool with you
If you don't ride for me, then I won't ride for you
This game ain't change me, don't let it change you

Why would I change? I didn't step out of Superman's phone booth
To remind where I'm from, I look at my own tooth
I'm speakin' the known truth, I ain't been livin' the same
Since I moved under Silvia Rone's roof
Why would I feel like I'm a stranger?
And why should I feel like I'm in danger?
And I'm grindin' till I'm right
Whether it's on the streets, or online tryin' to climb sites

I ain't blind from the limelite
I had my mind and my rhymes tight and signed when the time's right
People shouldn't be hateful, they should be grateful
But fuck it, I guess I gotta keep my three eight full
I'm playin' the game, like I'm supposed
Stayin' the same like I'm supposed
Ghetto fab in da house, hip hop hustler
One million customers and I still bust at ya

This game ain't change me, so don't let it change you
If you've been real with me, I'm still real with you
If you got love for me, I still got love for you
If you down for me, then I'm still down for you
If you don't fuck with me, then I don't fuck with you
If you ain't cool with me, then I ain't cool with you
If you don't ride for me, then I won't ride for you
This game ain't change me, don't let it change you

Why would I change when I get green like the incredible Hulk?
I've chilled with the richest people to the Ghettoest folks
Known a few [Incomprehensible] and met a few locs
Made a few comments, and said a few jokes
But it's gettin' me sick, someone prescribe me some medicine
Before the fame, the vibe was way better then
Some have even became rivals instead of friends
Only two become liable for settlements

I grew up watchin' the bed, star with some veterans
Now they hate to see a nigga' drivin' the better Benz
That's why the clubs be, deprivin' to let us in
They know the family bring knives and barettas in
I'm thankful for being allowed, fans to being the crowd
How could my head be in the clouds?
It's strange, what the fame'll do but you know what?
The only one who seen the change from the fame is you

This game ain't change me, so don't let it change you
If you've been real with me, I'm still real with you
If you got love for me, I still got love for you
If you down for me, then I'm still down for you
If you don't fuck with me, then I don't fuck with you
If you ain't cool with me, then I ain't cool with you
If you don't ride for me, then I won't ride for you
This game ain't change me, don't let it change you

I'm the same nigga' man
Same nigga' that ridin' with you
Nigga that's fuckin' with you
I'm still fuckin' with you nigga
The same nigga', these hoe's ain't like
Now they on my dick right? Ha ha, shit is crazy
Don't let this game change you nigga'

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Juvenile On Fire - Lyrics - 400 Degreez - Juvenile

Title: Juvenile On Fire
Album: 400 Degreez
Artist: Juvenile
Composer(s): Terius Gray, Byron Thomas

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Lyric:
Let's say I'm in a room with a bitch and the hoe don't wanna fuck
Like a man I'ma beat my meat and get my fuckin' nut
Fo' sho she gonna be drove then and I'ma cut the TV off
And got to sleep on that hoe then
Now tell that to your girlfriend, you tell her everything else

She goin' to be with her boyfriend, you goin' to be by your damsel
While I'm in my Benz with your friend and she 'bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth and lip service
Don't act bad, don't get mad, that's all I can do with you
'Cause I don't want your ass

Look you kinda fine with a nigga name on your spine
Now respect my fuckin' mind, how I'ma hit that from behind
Got a hoe across the court and molly boots the next door
I'm getting tired of you rappers, it's time for me to restore
I done fixed these bitches house up and have them living swell

But and still a nigga like me was eating a taco bell
But after that shit, all that trick shit, I stopped it
And lock my fuckin' pockets, you can't kick it or pop it
Now I get what I can get out of these hoes and I'm up
And if she wanna flex up then I'ma back the hoe up

Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires

Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires

See I know how to treat a hoe, just talkin' and great a hoe
Make a know I don't need a hoe, don't mix up your people hoe
If I tell you do something, you better do what I say
If you plannin' on playin' me, better get out my way

A bitch will get you killed, that's the way I think
From some old bitch ass nigga tryin' to receive my bank
Pussy come and it go, it been like that before I got here
Pussy don't wait for me or no nigga but it's gonna stop here

For a little while, so I'ma get what I could
And if she 'bout sucking some dick, I ain't hatin' its all good
Now can I get that out you, it ain't hard to do
You's a fine muthafucka and it starts with you

I'm trying to fuck something till it can't see
What I'ma show you with this dick, you gonna thank me
A nigga gonna be like that until the moment I retire
Ask them bitches 'bout me and they gonna say that I'm on fire

Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires

Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires

If I even fuck with a bitch she gonna know
Not to conversate with nigga's and to open my door
My business is my business, it ain't to be heard
My nigga's is my nigga's, so you don't say a word

And you don't touch my shit, you don't drive my shit
I got dope in the house and I hide my shit
I have bad nerves, I hope you don't try my shit
Do right and nice things I'ma buy my bitch

Some bitches you gotta play 'em with a long string
You play them close and you gonna be bangin' wrong things
You got something that I hear you don't wanna bring
You not a muthafuckin' player you a punk main

Let me get one of them hoes up on this dope dick
Stop handcuffin' that bitch let her approach this
You know when Juvenile comes he has to smoke shit
I'm on fire on fire, you know this

Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires

Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires

Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires

You can fuck my bitch, yea
You can fuck my bitch
You can fuck my bitch
You can fuck my bitch

Let me fuck your bitch, I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch, you can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch, I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch, you can fuck my bitch

Let me fuck your bitch, I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch, you can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch, I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch

You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire

My bitch is your bitch, my bitch is your bitch
(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
Your bitch is my bitch, my bitch is your bitch
(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
My bitch is your bitch, your bitch is my bitch
(Hot, hot, hot)

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Don'T Hide Your Love - Lyrics - The Rembrandts

Title: Don'T Hide Your Love
Artist: The Rembrandts
Composer(s): Danny C. Wilde, Phil Solem

Lyric:
There ain't a lot that I know
But what I do goes to show
You know it's never enough
Oh, it's never enough

I take it in and let it out
'Cause baby, that's what it's about
Either I'm in your way
Or back in your arms again, arms again
Let me in now

Don't hide your love, baby, don't hide
Your pride is all that you're thinkin' of
Don't hide your love 'cause there ain't time enough

Same old song in a brand new dress
I grow so bored, I acquiesce
Tell me what can I do
To bring you back to me, back to me?
Gotta bring it back now

Don't hide your love, baby, don't hide
Your pride is all that you're thinkin' of
Don't hide your love 'cause there ain't time enough

Couldn't walk away, I need you to stay
You've got to believe there's more than this
Oh, how will I know if you let it go?
I want what you're wantin' more or less
I'm there

Today, I'm out, tomorrow in
I'm feelin' upside down again
You know it's so hard to tell
Oh, it's so hard to tell

I'll try to see beyond the rain
To where we see light again
You know it's here in my heart
It's burnin' bright for you, bright for you
You gotta bring it home now

Don't hide your love, baby, don't hide
Your pride is all that you're thinkin' of
Don't hide your love 'cause there ain't time enough, oh no

Don't hide your love, baby, don't hide
Your pride is all that you're thinkin' of
Don't hide your love 'cause there ain't time enough
Ain't time enough, no

Don't hide, she loves
Don't hide, she loves
And don't hide your love
And don't hide your love

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Don'T Let Me Be Misunderstood - Lyrics - Gary Moore

Title: Don'T Let Me Be Misunderstood
Artist: Gary Moore
Composer(s): Bennie Benjamin, Gloria Caldwell, Sol Marcus

Lyric:
Baby, do you understand me now?
Sometimes I feel a little mad
Don't you know that no one alive can always be an angel
When things go wrong, it seems so bad

I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

Baby, sometimes I'm so carefree
With a joy that's hard to hide
And sometimes it seems all I do is worry
And then I show my other side

'Cause I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

If I seem edgy, I want you to know
That I'd never mean to take it out on you
Life has its problems and I get my share
That's one thing that I never mean to do, 'cause I love you

'Cause I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

If I seem edgy, I want you to know
That I'd never mean to take it out on you
Life has its problems and I get my share
And that's one thing I never mean to do, 'cause I love

Oh baby, don't you know I'm human
And have thoughts like any other one
And sometimes I find myself alone
Regrettin' some foolish things that I have done

'Cause I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

'Cause I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

No, no, no, misunderstood
Oh yeah, yeah, don't let me be misunderstood
Please don't let me be misunderstood

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Don'T Let Me Be Misunderstood - Lyrics - John Legend

Title: Don'T Let Me Be Misunderstood
Artist: John Legend
Composer(s): Bennie Benjamin, Gloria Caldwell, Sol Marcus

Lyric:
People, do you understand me now?
Sometimes I feel a little mad
Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel?
When things go wrong, I seem a little sad

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

You know sometimes, I'm so carefree
With a joy that's hard to hide
And sometimes seems that all I have is worry
And then you're bound to see my other side

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

If I seem edgy, I want you to know
That I never mean to take it out on you
Life has its problems and I get more than my share
But that's one thing I never mean to do
I don't mean it

People, don't you know I'm only human?
Don't you know I have thoughts like any one?
But sometimes I find myself alone regretting
Some little thing, some foolish thing
That I have done

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
Don't let me be misunderstood

I'm just someone whose intentions are good
Don't let me be misunderstood
Don't let me be misunderstood

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You Don'T Have To Be Strong - Lyrics - Based On A True Story - Kimberley Locke

Title: You Don'T Have To Be Strong
Album: Based On A True Story
Artist: Kimberley Locke
Composer(s): Jud Friedman, Allan Rich

Lyric:
Ooh, yeah, yeah
Listen to me baby

You've always been there for me
I have a shoulder to cry on
Whenever I call you come running
Something I can rely on

I can see, I can see the pain in your eyes
You think a man's supposed to hide
What he's feeling inside but you're wrong

You don't have to be strong for me
You don't have to be so proud with me
You don't have to be a rock
Standing out there like an island all alone
You don't have to be strong

Ain't gonna think less of you, baby
And you know that's for sure
If the tears roll down your cheek
It'll only make me love you more

You're still a man, still my man, a man in my eyes
Let me be there for you
Like you've been there for me, all along

You don't have to be strong for me
You don't have to be so proud with me
You don't have to be a rock
Standing out there like an island all alone
You don't have to be strong, no, you don't

I know you feel
The weight of the world on your shoulders
So come over here
And, baby, just let me hold you, let me hold you

You don't have to be strong for me
You don't have to be such a proud man with me
You can let it all out
That's why I'm here that's what this love is all about

You don't have to be strong, no, no, no for me
You don't have to be so proud with me
You don't have to be a rock

Standing out there like an island all alone
You don't have to be strong
Just let me be strong for you this time

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Who Is She 2 U - Lyrics - Brandy

Title: Who Is She 2 U
Artist: Brandy
Composer(s): Jacqueline Hilliard, Tim Mosley, Walter Milsap, Candice Nelson, Leon Ware

Lyric:
C'mon, c'mon
Get on down
Get on down
Get down

What we 'bout to do is just
Just, just get on down
Brandy, fricky er

Don't even think about callin' me crazy
You know you peeped that lady, yeah
And when I turned and look at you, you tried
To play it off but I can tell that you two were friends

She was just too nervous
She was lookin' like she was hurt
Like the memory had surfaced
It kinda got her pissed

I'm kinda wonderin' myself and your really no help me
How you two know each other so well
'Cause I wanna know now
You better start talkin'

Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me
Who is she 2 U, my eyes can see
Something's going on between you two
I think you better let me know, that's fa' sho'

Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me
Who is she 2 U, my eyes can see
Something's going on between you two
I think you better let me know, that's fa' sho'

No matter how hard you try you can't hide it
There's no way you can deny it, oh no no
Then you wanna flip and call me insecure
I'm only buggin' because you are so suspicious

Then ya say I don't trust ya
Can't understand why I would cuss ya
And come off so demandin'
But baby I can be, yeah

Now tell me why did you not say
You're wrong in the first place
For lookin' too hard over that way
And you better tell me what the deal is, oh

Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me
Who is she 2 U, my eyes can see
Something's going on between you two
I think you better let me know, that's fa' sho'

Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me
Who is she 2 U, my eyes can see
Something's going on between you two
I think you better let me know, that's fa sho

Damn right I wanna know her name
Tell me how you know her baby
Why did she make that face
You were so ashamed

What are you not saying boy
I'm really not playin' boy
Gotta know right now
You better start explainin' boy

Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me
Who is she 2 U, my eyes can see
Something's going on between you two
I think you better let me know, that's fa' sho'

Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me
Who is she 2 U, my eyes can see
Something's going on between you two
I think you better let me know, that's fa' sho'

Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me
Who is she 2 U, my eyes can see
Something's going on between you two
I think you better let me know, that's fa' sho'

Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me
Who is she 2 U, my eyes can see
Something's going on between you two
I think you better let me know, that's fa' sho'

Get on down
Get on down, c'mon

T-t-Timbo
We gon get on down
We gon get on down
B-Rock, fricky
We gon' get on down
We gon' get on down

Timbo the King, fricky fricky fricky
Brandy the Queen
We gon' get on down
We gon' get on down
We out

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Who Is She 2 U (Remix) - Lyrics - Brandy

Title: Who Is She 2 U (Remix)
Artist: Brandy
Composer(s): Jacqueline Hilliard, Tim Mosley, Walter Milsap, Candice Nelson, Leon Ware

Lyric:
C'mon, c'mon
Get on down
Get on down
Get down

What we 'bout to do is just
Just, just get on down
Brandy, fricky er

Don't even think about callin' me crazy
You know you peeped that lady, yeah
And when I turned and look at you, you tried
To play it off but I can tell that you two were friends

She was just too nervous
She was lookin' like she was hurt
Like the memory had surfaced
It kinda got her pissed

I'm kinda wonderin' myself and your really no help me
How you two know each other so well
'Cause I wanna know now
You better start talkin'

Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me
Who is she 2 U, my eyes can see
Something's going on between you two
I think you better let me know, that's fa' sho'

Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me
Who is she 2 U, my eyes can see
Something's going on between you two
I think you better let me know, that's fa' sho'

No matter how hard you try you can't hide it
There's no way you can deny it, oh no no
Then you wanna flip and call me insecure
I'm only buggin' because you are so suspicious

Then ya say I don't trust ya
Can't understand why I would cuss ya
And come off so demandin'
But baby I can be, yeah

Now tell me why did you not say
You're wrong in the first place
For lookin' too hard over that way
And you better tell me what the deal is, oh

Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me
Who is she 2 U, my eyes can see
Something's going on between you two
I think you better let me know, that's fa' sho'

Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me
Who is she 2 U, my eyes can see
Something's going on between you two
I think you better let me know, that's fa sho

Damn right I wanna know her name
Tell me how you know her baby
Why did she make that face
You were so ashamed

What are you not saying boy
I'm really not playin' boy
Gotta know right now
You better start explainin' boy

Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me
Who is she 2 U, my eyes can see
Something's going on between you two
I think you better let me know, that's fa' sho'

Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me
Who is she 2 U, my eyes can see
Something's going on between you two
I think you better let me know, that's fa' sho'

Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me
Who is she 2 U, my eyes can see
Something's going on between you two
I think you better let me know, that's fa' sho'

Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me
Who is she 2 U, my eyes can see
Something's going on between you two
I think you better let me know, that's fa' sho'

Get on down
Get on down, c'mon

T-t-Timbo
We gon get on down
We gon get on down
B-Rock, fricky
We gon' get on down
We gon' get on down

Timbo the King, fricky fricky fricky
Brandy the Queen
We gon' get on down
We gon' get on down
We out

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Weakness - Lyrics - Maria

Title: Weakness
Artist: Maria
Composer(s): John Cage, S Freeman, M H Jensen, Carsten Schack

Lyric:
Please stop pretending we're not the same
That you don't feel no pain when I know
And don't try to turn away
Cover up when you're afraid
Don't be afraid, 'cause I know

Sometimes it's hard to tell that it's okay
Yes, it's okay, baby with me

You can cry, baby, it's alright
Let them fall and I'll dry your eyes
Don't you feel no shame
'Cause I love your weakness

You can cry, baby, it's alright
When you hurt, you don't have to hide
Just let down your guard
'Cause I love your weakness
Baby, your weakness, I love your weakness

So feel safe and know you can speak your mind
Put all your pride aside 'cause I know
When things get too hard to take
Just give into my embrace
And I'll keep you safe 'cause I know

Sometimes it's hard to tell that it's okay
Yes, it's okay, baby with me

You can cry, baby, it's alright
Let them fall and I'll dry your eyes
Don't you feel no shame
'Cause I love your weakness

You can cry, baby, it's alright
When you hurt, you don't have to hide
Just let down your guard
'Cause I love your weakness

Did the world disappoint you, babe?
If you're caught, took your innocence away
Let me compensate
I'll be there if it falls apart
Let me in if you open up your heart
Just let me in 'cause baby, I know, I know

You can cry, baby, it's alright
Let them fall and I'll dry your eyes
Don't you feel no shame
'Cause I love your weakness

You can cry, baby, it's alright
When you hurt, you don't have to hide
Just let down your guard
'Cause I love your weakness

You can cry, baby, it's alright
Let them fall and I'll dry your eyes
Don't you feel no shame
'Cause I love your weakness

You can cry, baby, it's alright
When you hurt, you don't have to hide
Just let down your guard
'Cause I love your weakness

Just let them fall, baby
Let me drive them away
Just let them fall, baby
No shame with me 'cause baby, I know

You can cry, baby, it's alright
When you hurt, you don't have to hide
Just let down your guard
'Cause I love your weakness
Baby, your weakness, I love your weakness

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Don'T Let Me Be Misunderstood - Lyrics - Cyndi Lauper

Title: Don'T Let Me Be Misunderstood
Artist: Cyndi Lauper
Composer(s): Bennie Benjamin, Gloria Caldwell, Sol Marcus

Lyric:
Baby, do you understand me now?
Sometimes I feel a little mad, oh well
Don't you know that no one alive can always be an Angel?
When things go wrong I seem bad

Oh but I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

Baby, sometimes I'm so carefree
With a joy that's hard to hide
Oh when sometimes again it seems that all I have is worry
And then you bound to see my other side

Oh but I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

If I seem edgy, I want you to know
That I never mean to take it out on you
Life has its problems and I have my share
And that's me one thing I never wanna do

Baby, don't you know I'm, I'm only human
I have thoughts like any other one?
Oh when sometimes I find myself alone regretting
Some little thing, some little simple thing I've done

But you know I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

Please don't let me be misunderstood
Please don't let me be misunderstood

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Don'T Let Me Fall - Lyrics - Fefe Dobson

Title: Don'T Let Me Fall
Artist: Fefe Dobson
Composer(s): Fefe Dobson, Jason Levine

Lyric:
If you should go
We'll never know
We can try a little harder
We can let the eagle fly away

Don't let me fall
I need you in my life
To take me through
Don't let me go
Try it one more time

Hide from today
We tried, we gave
Couldn't see that things were changing
Till the changes came to tear us down

Don't let me fall
I need you in my life
To take me through
Don't let me go
Try it one more time

Is it snowing where you are?
Guess it must be getting dark
And the quite streets of home
Are wakeful
They never leave me alone

You say we're fine, as if I'm blind
Tell the weight upon your shoulders
And the pain behind your drying eyes
Lets try it one more time

Don't let me fall
I need you in my life
To take me through
Don't let me go
Try it one more time

Try it one more time

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Paperman - Lyrics - Fabolous

Title: Paperman
Artist: Fabolous
Composer(s): Qaadir Atkinson, John David Jackson

Lyric:
They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

They call me Paperman, Paperman
In that brand new Chevy Suddan
My money stack up so tall
Like New York skyscrapers man

I keep me a fresh tapper man
Rich Yung are them basics man
Greatest player at home like Kobe in staples man
He be tryna lock her down, she tryna escape the man

I pick that paper up in the mornin', she is like my paper stand
They say money shapes a man
Keep them squares out yo circle
And work ya money nigga just don't let ya money work you

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

I'm a man to blow two grand or so
On sneakers made from animal
Even if they don't understand the flow
Bet them hoes understand the doe
Every motherfucker on this planet know

Money keeps the world on spin
If I put the spur on in ain't no doubt yo girl gone grin
They like my shine, they like my grind
I take yo girl, I bring her back

Ain't it like she mine, ya hoes to blame
You know the game
It's Loso rich but if you wanna know the name I say

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

Now I dip through strips in a whip
Wit black 22's and chrome on the lip
Don't slip, don't trip 'cause the tips are hollow
In this chrome on my hip

I lean so mean, so clean
That there ain't a stain on these clothes
Hoes run throw some throw
Ones we makin' it rain on these hoes

I ride through slow, just hide ya hoe
Don't let yo hoe see Loso
I think I'm this, I think I'm that
Man I don't think I know so

I let them know, we let them go
So please don't play wit them boys
She wanna come, just let her come over
And play wit them boys
Like New York skyscrapers man

I keep me a fresh tapper man
Rich Yung are them basics man
Greatest player at home like Kobe in staples man
He be tryna lock her down, she tryna escape the man

I pick that paper up in the mornin', she is like my paper stand
They say money shapes a man
Keep them squares out yo circle
And work ya money nigga just don't let ya money work you

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

I'm a man to blow two grand or so
On sneakers made from animal
Even if they don't understand the flow
Bet them hoes understand the doe
Every motherfucker on this planet know

Money keeps the world on spin
If I put the spur on in ain't no doubt yo girl gone grin
They like my shine, they like my grind
I take yo girl, I bring her back

Ain't it like she mine, ya hoes to blame
You know the game
It's Loso rich but if you wanna know the name I say

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go
Like New York skyscrapers man

I keep me a fresh tapper man
Rich Yung are them basics man
Greatest player at home like Kobe in staples man
He be tryna lock her down, she tryna escape the man

I pick that paper up in the mornin', she is like my paper stand
They say money shapes a man
Keep them squares out yo circle
And work ya money nigga just don't let ya money work you

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

I'm a man to blow two grand or so
On sneakers made from animal
Even if they don't understand the flow
Bet them hoes understand the doe
Every motherfucker on this planet know

Money keeps the world on spin
If I put the spur on in ain't no doubt yo girl gone grin
They like my shine, they like my grind
I take yo girl, I bring her back

Ain't it like she mine, ya hoes to blame
You know the game
It's Loso rich but if you wanna know the name I say

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

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Feel What I Feel - Lyrics - 9 Lives - Kat Deluna

Title: Feel What I Feel
Album: 9 Lives
Artist: Kat Deluna
Composer(s): Kat Deluna, Nadir Khayat, Jane'T Sewell-Ulepic

Lyric:
Why can't you smile, shake a hand
Joke around when you're under?
Doesn't take that much to do it
Sing a song when you're down
?Cause I know that you wonder
What is coming over me

Don't you keep it in, gotta let it out
Swing your head around
Tell ?em what you're all about
Just believe it and get with it
And when you hear the sound

Don't you know that I was made for this music?
When I hear it, take a ride and I lose it
All my worries step aside
When I hear a simple melody

Let me in like the wind, let me take it higher
Make you feel what I feel
I'll be that song that you play over and over
Make you feel what I feel

Can you feel me?
Can you feel me?
Can you feel me?

See I don't mind, I don?t hide
Because, ?cause I'm open
What I gotta do to prove it?
Walk a mile in my shoes
Will you dare take a journey?
With me is where you wanna be

Don't you keep it in, gotta let it out
Swing your head around
Tell ?em what you're all about
Just believe it and get with it
And when you hear the sound

Don't you know that I was made for this music?
When I hear it, take a ride and I lose it
All my worries step aside
When I hear a simple melody

Let me in like the wind, let me take it higher
Make you feel what I feel
I'll be that song that you play over and over
Make you feel what I feel

Can you feel me?
Can you feel me?
Can you feel me?

Don't you know that I was made for this music?
When I hear it, take a ride and I lose it
All my worries step aside
When I hear a simple melody

Let me in like the wind, let me take it higher
Make you feel what I feel
I'll be that song that you play over and over
Make you feel what I feel

Don't you know that I was made for this music?
When I hear it, take a ride and I lose it
All my worries step aside
When I hear a simple melody

Let me in like the wind, let me take it higher
Make you feel what I feel
I'll be that song that you play over and over
Make you feel what I feel

Can you feel me?
Can you feel me?
Can you feel me?

Can you feel me?
Can you feel me?
Can you feel me?

Can you feel me?
Can you feel me?
Can you feel me?

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Get In Line - Lyrics - B.G.

Title: Get In Line
Artist: B.G.
Composer(s): Christopher Noel Dorsey, Terius Gray, Byron O. Thomas

Lyric:
One, two, three, kick it

Nigga know I hate his guts, so he don't cross my path
'Cause he know I've been survivin' all of the wars I had
Bitch-nigga called hisself killin' my dog
But he didn't, though, so I'm tyin' up him and his broad

Betta say somethin' and it betta be what I wanna hear
I'm listenin', scary bitches started shittin' and pissin'
You might see him on a milk carton, dog, he still missin'
Somebody might catch him up on a hook when they fishin'

Look, I've been itchin' to get bitches, money, and jewels
I know some nigga's got a package, I'ma run with the fool
Through the years older playaz told me to keep my head strong
'Cause niggas is followers, and some of 'em led wrong

But if I bust a cap in 'em, I will be dead wrong
They don't know what's happenin' and I ain't gonna say it to 'em
'Cause bitches be catchin' conversation inspectin'
And fuck up and give them people some bad information

Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me
Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three
(One, two, three, kick it)

You're a certified clown in my eyes
That's the reason why half of your hood got shit bags on your side
You talk a good game but you a ho when they ride
Nigga don't have to look for you, they know you inside

You probly got your tail in your ass, your thumb in your mouth
Protected custody so you don't come in your house
Motherfucker, where all the shit you said you was 'bout?
Let you tell it, you been 'bout bustin' heads in the south

Can't be fuckin' with no lame, fake
Ain't even gon' watch your back, nigga
Get popped, can't handle the pressure and rat, nigga
Take the whole clique down runnin' his lips
Can't come back in the bricks now, he'll get flipped

It's a cold game but I don't give a fuck, my nigga
I feel threatened by anybody, I'ma bust that nigga up my nigga
Then go get a mill, fuck my bitch
I take this game to heart, unless niggas disagree

Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me
Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three
(One, two, three, kick it)

I'm a lil' man, stand my ground no matter what
Glock glued to my hand, there's no one you can trust
Niggas turned on they own nigga behind Geez
If I think they won't turn on me, I'm outta luck

So I roll first, cock and shoot first
Gotta stay over the head to duck a T-shirt
You want beef? You want war? You want me?
Nothin' between us but air and opportunity

Don't talk 'bout what you gon' do, do it, nigga
'Cause you're wastin' your breath, go 'head, prove it, nigga
Shit's real, I ain't got time to fake
Time's money, I ain't got time to waste

But on the straight with me bein' real
To let others' niggas know I don't fake, ya gotta get killed
Oh, bitch-nigga playin' with a rich nigga like me
Ya wind up six feet, clown

Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me
Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three
(One, two, three, kick it)

Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me
Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three
(Kick it)

Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me
Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three

Step up, wherever the fuck you is, nigga
Don't throw a motherfuckin' brick
And hide your hand like a ol' pussy-ass, nigga
(One, two, three, kick it)

Come out to the light, nigga, let me see who you is?
You wan' do me somethin' or harm my kids, nigga, show your face
Make it known you're beefin' with me, know wh'I'm sayin'?

Ol' scary-ass nigga gon' hide, come out here, playa
Catch me all over New Orleans, nigga
On the block, in the hood, wherever
B.G., nigga, always on V.L. we gon' keep it real, know wh'I'm sayin'?

One, two, three, kick it
One, two, three, kick it

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