Ear In The Wall - Lyrics - Dio Years - Black Sabbath

Title: Ear In The Wall
Album: Dio Years
Artist: Black Sabbath
Composer(s): Ronnie James Dio, Tony Iommi

Lyric:
Hello, can you hear me? I might not be alone
Don?t see anyone near me but I just won't go home again
Let's meet in the morning, I just can?t speak tonight
This is more than a warning, be silent till it's light

And then you know I?ll be there, waiting for someone to believe me
Remembering it all makes my flesh start to crawl
I?ve seen an ear in the wall

This time, it could prove it but you've heard this all before
Cry wolf and you?re moving to a special kind of danger zone
I need a witness, somebody just like you
So bring an exorcist, a wizard and the holy ghost

You know I?ll be there, waiting for someone to believe me
Remembering it all makes my flesh creep and crawl
I?ve seen an ear in the wall

One more reason, one more time
Someone?s searching through my mind
Now where am I supposed to go
It's not who you are, it's who you know
What?s it gonna be?

I knew you would answer, I?m the curiosity
You could miss a chance because the fool might see reality
There it is, in the corner, you must be going blind
What?s wrong? Were you born before your God invented eyes?

It?s got to be there, grinding away at my secrets
It?s growing so dark and you can?t see it all
I?ll turn on some lights so you?re sure not to fall
It?s next to the eye in the wall

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Peter Bazooka - Lyrics - Dead Milkmen

Title: Peter Bazooka
Artist: Dead Milkmen
Composer(s): Joesph Genaro, Dean Sabatino, Rodney Underman, David Schulthise

Lyric:
Tuesday, yes, it was Tuesday
When I saw my congressman coming out of the titty bar
He didn't look like my congressman but that's okay
Nobody really looks like themselves anymore

I think it's got something to do with that crap
They've been pouring into the water
I decided it might be wise to follow the congressman
Just to see what he was up to

After all, my tax dollars do pay his salary
The congressman got into a taxi, so I hailed a taxi
Despite the obvious dangers involved
And the colored voices in my head began to sing

All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall
And I can hear it all, yes, I can hear it all
All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall
And I can even hear the little insects crawl

The congressman was in taxi number 23
And I was in cab 17
But numbers are meaningless
In this kind of cat and squid game

My driver was an Aries
And he laughed when I said, "Follow that cab"
And he kept laughing
Until he saw the cold blue steel of Little Elvis

"Keep your god-damn hands off that radio", I warned him
"I work for the government"
This is actually a half truth
I'm really a bike courier

But I make a lot of deliveries
To government offices
That's where I heard about the cheese
And the colored voices in my head kept singing

All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall
And I can hear it all, yes, I can hear it all
All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall
And I can even hear the little insects crawl

There's this super secret government program called
"Operation the cheese stands alone"
It's the congressmen's pet project
They claim that they're giving surplus cheese to the needy

I, of course, have my suspicions
After 15 very quiet minutes
The congressman's cab pulled up outside a warehouse
I had the Aries circle around the building and drop me off

He seemed to be grasping the importance of my mission
Since he said I didn't have to pay him
As long as I promised to stay very far away from him and his taxi
I swear, some people just don't want to get involved

All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall
And I can hear it all, yes, I can hear it all
All I gotta do is put my ear to the wall
And I can even hear the little insects crawl

So I walked into that cold dark place
Little Elvis drawn and ready for action
I too was ready, ready for the moment
When I would be a real American

All I gotta do is bang my head on the wall
And I can have it all, yes, I can have it all
All I gotta do is bang my head on the wall
And I can even make the little insects crawl

All I gotta do is bang my head on the wall
And I can have it all, yes, I can have it all
All I gotta do is bang my head on the wall
And I can even make the little insects crawl

All I gotta do is bang my head on the wall
And I can have it all, yes, I can have it all
All I gotta do is bang my head on the wall
And I can even make the little insects crawl

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Lily, Rosemary And The Jack Of Hearts - Lyrics - Joan Baez

Title: Lily, Rosemary And The Jack Of Hearts
Artist: Joan Baez
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
The festival was over and the boys were all planning for a fall
The cabaret was quiet except for the drilling in the wall
The curfew had been lifted and the gambling wheel shut down
Anyone with any sense had already left town
He was standing in the doorway lookin' like the Jack of Hearts

He moved across the mirrored room, "Set ?em up for everyone", he said
Then everyone commenced to do what
They've been doin' before he moved their heads
He walked up to a stranger and he asked him with a grin
"Would you kindly tell me, Mister, what time the show begins?"
He moved into the corner, face down like the Jack of Hearts

Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens and she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside the streets were fillin' up and the window was open wide
The gentle breeze was blowin', you could feel it from inside
Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack of Hearts

Big Jim was no one's fool, he owned the town's only diamond mine
He made his usual entrance lookin' oh, so dandy and so fine
With his bodyguards and his silver cane and every hair in place
He took whatever he wanted to and he laid it all to waste
But his bodyguards and his silver cane
They were no match for the Jack of Hearts

Rosemary combed her hair and took a carriage into town
She slipped in through the side door lookin' like a queen without a crown
She fluttered her false eyelashes and whispered in his ear
"I'm sorry, darlin', that I'm late", but he didn't seem to hear
He was staring into space over at the Jack of Hearts

Well, I know I've seen that face somewhere
Big Jim was thinkin' to himself
Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody's shelf
But then the crowd began to stamp their feet
And the house lights did dim
And in the darkness of the room there was only Jim and him
Starin' at the butterfly who just drew up the Jack of Hearts

Lily was a princess, she was fair-skinned and precious as a child
She had that certain something
It was a kind of a flash every time she smiled
She'd come away from a broken home, had lots of strange affairs
With men in every walk of life who took her everywhere
But she'd never met anyone quite like the Jack of Hearts

The hangin' judge came in unnoticed and was being wined and dined
The drilling in the wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind
It was known all around that Lily had Jim's ring
And nothin? could ever come between Lily and the king
No, nothing ever could except maybe the Jack of Hearts

Rosemary started drinkin' hard and seein' her reflection in the knife
She was tired of the attention, tired of playin' the role of Big Jim's wife
She'd done a lot of bad things, even once tried suicide
Was lookin' to do just one good deed before she died
She was gazin' to the future, riding on the Jack of Hearts

Lily took her dress off, buried it away
"Has your luck run out", she laughed at him
"I guess you must've known it would someday
Be careful not to touch the wall, there's a brand-new coat of paint
I'm glad to see you're still alive and you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts

The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something funny goin' on, I know, I can just feel it in the air"
He went to get the hangin' judge but the hangin' judge was drunk
And the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk
But there was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts

Lily had her arms around the man that she dearly loved to touch
She forgot all about the man she hated, who hounded her so much
"I've missed you so", she said to him and he thought she was sincere
But in the hallway he felt jealousy and fear
Just another night in the life of the Jack of Hearts

Well, no one knew the circumstance
But they say it happened pretty quick
The door to the dressing room burst open and a cold revolver clicked
And Big Jim was standin' there, you couldn't say surprised
Rosemary right beside him, steady in her eyes
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts

Two doors down and the boys finally made it through the wall
Cleaned out the bank safe, it's said that they got off with quite a haul
And in the darkness of the riverbed, they waited on the ground
For one more member who had business back in town
But they couldn't go no further without the Jack of Hearts

Well, the next day was hangin' day
And the sky was overcast and black
Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a penknife in the back
And Rosemary on the gallows, boy, she didn't even blink
And the hangin' judge was sober, Lord, he hadn't had a drink
And the only person on the scene missing was the Jack of Hearts

Well, the cabaret was quiet now and a sign said, 'Closed for repair'
Lily had already taken all of the dye out of her hair
She was thinkin' 'bout her father whom she very rarely saw
Thinkin' about Rosemary and thinkin' about the law
But most of all she was thinkin' about the Jack of Hearts

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Lily, Rosemary, And The Jack Of Hearts - Lyrics - Tom Russell

Title: Lily, Rosemary, And The Jack Of Hearts
Artist: Tom Russell
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
The festival was over the boys were all plannin' for a fall
The cabaret was quiet except for the drillin' in the wall
The curfew had been lifted and the gamblin' wheel shut down
Anyone with any sense had already left town
He was standin' in the doorway lookin' like the Jack of Hearts

He moved across the mirrored room
"Set it up for everyone", he said
Then everyone commenced to do
What they were doin' before he turned their heads
Then he walked up to a stranger and he asked him with a grin
"Could you kindly tell me friend what time the show begins?"
Then he moved into the corner face down like the Jack of Hearts

Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside the streets were fillin' up the window was open wide
A gentle breeze was blowin' you could feel it from inside
Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack of Hearts

Big Jim was no one's fool he owned the town's only diamond mine
He made his usual entrance lookin' so dandy and so fine
With his bodyguards and silver cane and every hair in place
He took whatever he wanted to and he laid it all to waste
But his bodyguards and silver cane were no match for the Jack of Hearts

Rosemary combed her hair and took a carriage into town
She slipped in through the side door lookin' like a queen without a crown
She fluttered her false eyelashes and whispered in his ear
"Sorry darlin' that I'm late", but he didn't seem to hear
He was starin' into space over at the Jack of Hearts

"I know I've seen that face before", Big Jim was thinkin' to himself
"Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody's shelf"
But then the crowd began to stamp their feet
And the house lights did dim
And in the darkness of the room there was only Jim and him
Starin' at the butterfly who just drew the Jack of Hearts

Lily was a princess she was fair skinned and precious as a child
She did whatever she had to do she had
That certain flash every time she smiled
She'd come away from a broken home had lots of strange affairs
With men in every walk of life which took her everywhere
But she'd never met anyone quite like the Jack of Hearts

The hangin' judge came in unnoticed and was being wined and dined
The drillin' in the wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind
It was known all around that Lily had Jim's ring
And nothing would ever come between Lily and the king
No nothin' ever would except maybe the Jack of Hearts

Rosemary started drinkin' hard and seein' her reflection in the knife
She was tired of the attention tired of playin' the role of Big Jim's wife
She had done a lot of bad things even once tried suicide
Was lookin' to do just one good deed before she died
She was gazin' to the future riding on the Jack of Hearts

Lily washed her face took her dress off and buried it away
"Has your luck run out?", she laughed at him
"Well I guess you must have known it would someday
Be careful not to touch the wall there's a brand-new coat of paint
I'm glad to see you're still alive you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts

The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something funny going on" he said "I can just feel it in the air"
He went to get the hangin' judge but the hangin' judge was drunk
As the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk
There was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts

Lily's arms were locked around the man that she dearly loved to touch
She forgot all about the man she couldn't stand
Who hounded her so much
"I've missed you so" she said to him and he felt she was sincere
But just beyond the door he felt jealousy and fear
Just another night in the life of the Jack of Hearts

No one knew the circumstance but they say
That it happened pretty quick
The door to the dressing room burst open and a cold revolver clicked
And Big Jim was standin' there ya couldn't say surprised
Rosemary right beside him steady in her eyes
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts

Two doors down the boys finally made it through the wall
And cleaned out the bank safe it's said that they got off with quite a haul
In the darkness by the riverbed they waited on the ground
For one more member who had business back in town
But they couldn't go no further without the Jack of Hearts

The next day was hangin' day the sky was overcast and black
Big Jim lay covered up killed by a penknife in the back
And Rosemary on the gallows she didn't even blink
The hangin' judge was sober he hadn't had a drink
The only person on the scene missin' was the Jack of Hearts

The cabaret was empty now a sign said "Closed for repair"
Lily had already taken all of the dye out of her hair
She was thinkin' 'bout her father who she very rarely saw
Thinkin' 'bout Rosemary and thinkin' about the law
But most of all she was thinkin' 'bout the Jack of Hearts

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Fi - Wall Of Sound - Lyrics - American Hi-Fi - American Hi

Title: Fi - Wall Of Sound
Album: American Hi-Fi
Artist: American Hi
Composer(s): Stacy Jones

Lyric:
It don't mean nothing
When you say it's gonna be alright
'Cause you'll tell me anything I wanna hear

And it don't mean nothing
When you laugh at my jokes
'Cause it's all or nothing when I fall apart

Fade, fade
Fade into you

You're under my skin now
I could shut out the world that we know
I'll try to be everything you want me to be

And I've got a head start
But I'm making the same mistakes
'Cause it's all or nothing when I fall apart

Fade, fade
Fade into you

Caught in the rush of the crowd
Lost in a wall of sound
You were ringing in my ear

Caught in the rush of the crowd
Lost in a wall of sound
You were ringing in my ear, my ear

Fade, fade
Fade, fade

Caught in the rush of the crowd
Lost in a wall of sound
You were ringing in my ear

Caught in the rush of the crowd
Lost in a wall of sound
You were ringing in my ear

Caught in the rush of the crowd
Lost in a wall of sound
You were ringing in my ear

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Lily, Rosemary And The Jack Of Hearts - Lyrics - Blood On The Tracks - Bob Dylan

Title: Lily, Rosemary And The Jack Of Hearts
Album: Blood On The Tracks
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
The festival was over and the boys were all plannin' for a fall
The cabaret was quiet except for the drillin' in the wall

The curfew had been lifted and the gamblin' wheel shut down
Anyone with any sense had already left town
He was standin' in the doorway lookin' like the Jack of Hearts

He moved across the mirrored room, "Set it up for everyone" he said
Then everyone commenced to do what they were doin'
Before he turned their heads

Then he walked up to a stranger and he asked him with a grin
"Could you kindly tell me, friend, what time the show begins?"
Then he moved into the corner, face down like the Jack of Hearts

Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens, she was hopin' for a third to match her pair

Outside the streets were fillin' up, the window was open wide
A gentle breeze was blowin', you could feel it from inside
Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack of Hearts

Big Jim was no one's fool, he owned the town's only diamond mine
He made his usual entrance lookin' so dandy and so fine

With his bodyguards and silver cane and every hair in place
He took whatever he wanted to and he laid it all to waste
But his bodyguards and silver cane were no match for the Jack of Hearts

Rosemary combed her hair and took a carriage into town
She slipped in through the side door lookin' like a queen without a crown

She fluttered her false eyelashes and whispered in his ear
"Sorry, darlin', that I'm late" but he didn't seem to hear
He was starin' into space over at the Jack of Hearts

"I know I've seen that face before," Big Jim was thinkin' to himself
"Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody's shelf

But then the crowd began to stamp their feet and the house lights did dim
And in the darkness of the room there was only Jim and him
Starin' at the butterfly who just drew the Jack of Hearts

Lily was a princess, she was fair-skinned and precious as a child
She did whatever she had to do
She had that certain flash every time she smiled

She'd come away from a broken home, had lots of strange affairs
With men in every walk of life which took her everywhere
But she'd never met anyone quite like the Jack of Hearts

The hangin' judge came in unnoticed and was being wined and dined
The drillin' in the wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind

It was known all around that Lily had Jim's ring
And nothing would ever come between Lily and the king
No, nothin' ever would except maybe the Jack of Hearts

Rosemary started drinkin' hard and seein' her reflection in the knife
She was tired of the attention, tired of playin' the role of Big Jim's wife

She had done a lot of bad things, even once tried suicide
Was lookin' to do just one good deed before she died
She was gazin' to the future, riding on the Jack of Hearts

Lily took her dress off, buried it away
"Has your luck run out?" she laughed at him
"Well, I guess you must have known it would someday"

"Be careful not to touch the wall, there's a brand-new coat of paint
I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts

The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something funny going on" he said
"I can just feel it in the air"

He went to get the hangin' judge, but the hangin' judge was drunk
As the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk
There was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts

No one knew the circumstance
But they say that it happened pretty quick
The door to the dressing room burst open and a cold revolver clicked

And Big Jim was standin' there, ya couldn't say surprised
Rosemary right beside him, steady in her eyes
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts

Two doors down, the boys finally made it through the wall
And cleaned out the bank safe
It's said that they got off with quite a haul

In the darkness by the riverbed they waited on the ground
For one more member who had business back in town
But they couldn't go no further without the Jack of Hearts

The next day was hangin' day, the sky was overcast and black
Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a penknife in the back

And Rosemary on the gallows, she didn't even blink
The hangin' judge was sober, he hadn't had a drink
The only person on the scene missin' was the Jack of Hearts

The cabaret was empty now, a sign said, "Closed for repair"
Lily had already taken all of the dye out of her hair

She was thinkin' 'bout her father, who she very rarely saw
Thinkin' 'bout Rosemary and thinkin' about the law
But most of all she was thinkin' 'bout the Jack of Hearts

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Dipset Anthem - Lyrics - Diplomatic Immunity - Diplomats

Title: Dipset Anthem
Album: Diplomatic Immunity
Artist: Diplomats
Composer(s): Greg Green, S Thomas, Sam Dees, Cameron Giles, Seon Thomas, Laron L. James

Lyric:
Yeah, Dipset
Oh, come on, fuck with your boy
It's Santana, Heatmakers, where we at?
Let me see you through this, Killa, Jones, Freakay
Yeah man, I'm back at it, come on

Today's a new day, got the boo-lay up in the suitcase
So go uptown to Harlem, tell 'em that I sent ya
Tell 'em it's August, I'm gon' 'til November
I need a couple birds, get a broad, have 'em sent up

Call my bird, get my broad have her sent up, please
Call my niggaz, call my squad, have 'em sent up, please
Yeah I see a town I'm likin'
See some niggas getting money in a town I like it

I run up on them with the pound and light it
Like it's my block now, all right kid? He understood me quite clear
Then that thing banged out and ranged out the side of his right ear
And I got back to my business, back to my bitches
Back to the kitchen, that pyrex vision

Pop, I let that white stuff sit in
Get hard, get rock, get to the block and pitchin', what?
Yeah I'm sorry but this is how I'm livin'
And this is how I'm getting, fuck how I get it, hey

I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone
Hand on my handles, listening to gangsta music
I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone
Flippin' the channels, watching how the gangstas do it
I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking math

Now I see death around the corner, gotta stay high
Will I survive in the city where the skinny niggas die?
Nope, it's the city where the skinny niggas ride, yeah
Four five semi on the side, yeah, twisting when they drive, yeah

Lick a shot for Big Pop and 'Pac, yeah
One more for Shyne locked inside, yeah
Two more for Cam for taking over the Roc
Yeah, yeah, it's my year so

Okay, okay, okay
Y'all can't fuck with me, no way, what? Jose or Hector Camacho
Tech blows and watch yo' chest close and tacos
Motherfucker I'm the best, I told y'all before, I should y'all before

I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone
Hand on my handles, listening to gangsta music
I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone
Flippin' the channels, watching how the gangstas do it
I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking math

I'm on the West side of Chicago, lookin' for a bust down
And make me put my two arms up, touchdown!
You stay in touch now but when I tough down
I'm like Buckshot shorty, duck down

Yeah I must clown, I'm from Harlem, Uptown
Where we flash money, take your bitch and ask you, what now?
Birds flip a dozen, chicks is dicks they suckin'
Swallow my kids, go and kiss they cousin

Yes, they kissing cousins, toys kissing muppets
Worst then that, they go home and kiss they husband
That shit is disgusting
Keep the chickens clucking, keep the pigeons buggin'

This on my wrist is nothing
To me it's just yellow hearts and pink diamonds
Where I get the money for this? Don't think rhymin'
You fucking with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via Bolo ho, Ta-to

I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone
Hand on my handles, listening to gangsta music
I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone
Flippin' the channels, watching how the gangstas do it

I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone
Hand on my handles, listening to gangsta music
I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking math

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Emperor'S Soundtrack - Lyrics - Food & Liquor - Lupe Fiasco

Title: Emperor'S Soundtrack
Album: Food & Liquor
Artist: Lupe Fiasco
Composer(s): Wasalu Jaco, Michael Willy Schenker

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Lyric:
I told you I would show up screamin' out FNF
'Til the world blow up, they said I was so finished
I told 'em it's show business
Meanin' there's no business, as Fiasco's in it
Disrespect the dress code

Wear my street clothes in it
Measured, sold and clothed in it
Opened up closed, after I entered and drove in it like uh

Only fear God
Know the weapons of the weak
The weakness of the heart
And never fall asleep

Roll in it, music bumpin', windows tinted
Through they good neighborhoods
And all of the wolves in it
Exerted control in it
Seen it come and go, stolen and sold in it

Diamond and gold plated
Fountain of youth, dippin' my toes in it
Bounce in the booth, spit it like skull in it
Putting my heart and my soul in it

'Cause I only fear God
Know the weapons of the weak
The weakness of the heart
And never fall asleep

Once upon a time, not long ago
When the pusher man creep, where they live life po'

With fifteen in the clip and one in the hole
Hallway wall full of bricks, only some of us know
None of us know the makers of the toast
Like the bottom of the stove
That was used in the murderin' of the scroll

Heart colder than E.D.s
Won't let the CD's city defeat me
Rub me out like genies
Smoke a sweet to my graffiti, nigga, what?

I only fear God
Know the weapons of the weak
The weakness of the heart
And I will never sleep

Marvin Billups said wat up to the Reaper
Held meth like Riddell and high water, hello
To the five year old gunshot hero, I hear ya
Clearer than the invisible man in the mirror
Cheer up, I put it on the bars like beer nuts
Put a bug in they ear, so from here up, they hear us

Then we only fear God
Know the weapons of the weak
The weakness of the heart
And we will never sleep

Once upon a time, not long ago
When the pusher man creep, where they live life po'

I put it on my grandmomma's daughter
A microphone control of the soul of slave
Hummin' 'Wadin' in the Water'
I author like D.W., brother like a hustla
God, place me in Your armor, I prescribe no partnas

I do it for the hood like a parka
And tell my niggaz not to shiver
Only time we quiver like a archer is

'Cause we only fear God
Know the weapons of the weak
The weakness of the heart
And we will never sleep

Here we are now, entertain us
Change, don't change us
Ever since the game trained us
We came up like worms in the rain

I dream my chain became a loose noose
That was used to hang us
So now, my insane brain, my 32 teeth
And two feet creep like it's Elm Street

'Cause I only fear God
Know the weapons of the weak
The weakness of the heart
And and now I will never asleep

Once upon a time, not long ago
When the pusher man creep, where they live life po'
He said

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Ghetto Life - Lyrics - Birdman - Birdman

Title: Ghetto Life
Album: Birdman
Artist: Birdman
Composer(s): Dewayne Carter, Dean. K C Giles, Terrance Quaites, Brian Williams

Lyric:
Ok, we got the Birdman in the building
We got Killa in the building
We got Young Weezy in the building

Nigga, it's B.M, J.R, Weezy, baby
Tryna see him, naw, he need to even eighty
An' I ain't speakin' Gs, I'm talkin' M
An' I'm walkin' like a pimp in them all street tims

Man, shorty got more green than a Boston Gems
Green Austen, they don't cost in rims
Wayne appear, nigga put a walls in ya ear
Let ya know a fuckin' boss up in here

How much it cost for this here? How much it cost for this year?
'Cuz Me an' Stunna 'bout to buy it
Put yo spoons down, cash money off the diet
I pass in a ride on triot, that's traze
But those who was in the days when the teachers was on that pay

I'm raised in the cajun cage, with a bit of amazin' grace
An' prone to move coke at a amazin' pace
Man, my daddy, super Dave, let's race it
Real, not have me, B. I'ma win it, I'm a champ

In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto boy
Livin' in the ghetto me, in the ghetto streets
I'm a ghetto life, any second dog, I can blow up
For ghetto me an' you best to be watchin' me
Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto life

See, I ride on them shake when I'm pimpin' them hoes
Just that Sunshine City, when I'm smokin' that dro
When it comes to this ice, real livin' his life
Get money, pimpin' hoes with these ghetto type

Nigga, check the background, I got O.G. stripe
Just a hood rich nigga, flippin' birds on a bike
Not survive in this world with guns, pahs an' knifes
Pour out a lil' liquor, mami lost her life

All my niggaz in the penitentiary, holdin' that life
See I'm stunnin' for my niggaz with this chromed out pipes
This swish interry foreign German lifes
An' I keep this big toolie just protect my ice

I act, a damn fool, when I'm full of that white
But it's the Birdman, Daddy, with these ghetto stripes
Ghetto hood, ghetto pipe
Ghetto walk, with my ghetto life

In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto boy
Livin' in the ghetto me, in the ghetto streets
I'm a ghetto life, any second dog, I can blow up
For ghetto me an' you best to be watchin' me
Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto life

Ayyo, the duck just born, I need seven more leaders
C.Five, Fo' Fum an' a 74 fever
Act up though I let the 4 fever leave ya
Dice game, head crack, 64 fever

When I'm in L.A., I got 64 fever
An' a fever for the flava of a six foot diva
I told the po' to feave her, I'm about to crook
Out to just, not a chef, but I know how to cook

With the piece stocks, cook up the rocks
Seventh Delenix is hot, I done cook up the block
Send glocks to ya block, out done cook up yo spots
That's how coke for that cook up his watch

I'm one of those, that will look up to Pac
'Cuz when I get pulled over, cook up the cops
All they say is, look at his drop
Hand on my license, look at his watch

But, thug shit, dog, we down with Baby
We come through clownin', baby
An' if we, surrounded babies, duck tape the kids to the wall
Then shoot circle all around the baby, Killa

In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto boy
Livin' in the ghetto me, in the ghetto streets
I'm a ghetto life, any second dog, I can blow up
For ghetto me an' you best to be watchin' me
Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto life

It's nothin', man, Killa, Diplomats, Cash Money, Baby, holla
Jim Jones, Santana, what's good? Roc-a-Fella
Birdman, fly to hood near you, then they got 'em cheap
Yeah, ya know, ya know, get that call out one more time

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Apollo Kids - Lyrics - Supreme Clientele - Ghostface Killah

Title: Apollo Kids
Album: Supreme Clientele
Artist: Ghostface Killah
Composer(s): Solomon Burke, C Evans, Solomon Jr Burke, Corey Woods, Dennis Coles

Lyric:
Uh huh, uh huh, motherfucker, uh huh
Yeah, I see that, I see that
All y'all fake motherfuckers up in the joint, huh?
Stealin' my light, huh?
Watch me, Duke, watch me

Yo, check these up top murderous
Snowy in the bezzle as the cloud merges
FBI try and want word with this
Kid who punked out bust a shot up in the becon
Catch me in the corner not speakin'
Crushed out heavenly, UG rock the sweet daddy long fox minks

Chicken and brocolli, Wally's look stinky
With his man straight from Raleigh Durham, he recognized Kojak
I slapped him five, masta killa cracked his tiny form
E'rybody break bread, huddle around
Guzzle that, I'm about to throw a hand in your bag
Since the face been revealed, game got real
Radio been gassin' niggaz, my imposters scream they ill

I'm the inventor, '86 rhymin' at the center
Debut '93L.P told you to enter
Punk faggot niggaz stealin' my light
Crawl up in the bed with grandma
Beneath the lazyboy where ya hid ya knife
Ghost is back, stretch Cadillacs, fruit cocktails
Hit the shells at Paul's Pastry rack

Walk with me like Dorothy tried to judge these
Plush degrees, said the cow, wrap the fees
Gettin' waxed all through the drive-thru
Take the stand, throw my hand all on the Bible
And tell lies too, I'm the ultimate
Splash the Wolverine razor sharp ring, dolomite
Student in role holdin' it

Aiyyo, this rappin's like Ziti, facin' me real TV
Crash at high-speeds, strawberry, Kiwi
As we approach, yo herb, the Gods bail
These Staten Island ferryboat cats bail
Fresh cellies, 50 thief up in the city
We banned for life, Apollo kids live to spit the real

A pair of bright phat yellow air max
Hit the racks, snatch 'em up son, 20 dollars off no tax
Street merchant tucked in the cloud, stay splurgin'
Rock a eagle head, 6-inch height was the bird
Monday night Dallas verse Jets, dudes slid in with one hand
Two culture-ciphers, one bag of wet
Heavy rain fucked my kicks up
Wasn't lookin', splashed in the puddle

Bitch laughin', first thought was beat the bitch up
Mossied off gracefully, New York's most wanted tee-ball hawk
Seen the yellow brick road, lust of pastries
Same ghostface, holy in the mind
Last scene Manhatten Chase
We drew the six-eight digit in the briefcase
Rawness, title is hell-bound
Quick to reload around faces, surround look astound

We split a fair one, poker nose money
Gin rummy with glare, spot the lame, bit his ear
Yo, you taste a tea-spoon, 300 goons, stash balloons
Locked in lab rooms, hit with glock, stashed in Grant's tomb
Clocked him like a patient, his stock's full, hustle invasion
Knowin' now, we cocked a block off, the chain tri-color

Freezin' in valor, ice-sicle galore
Gas station light gleamin' on the wall
Cop wiseguy jams, James Bond vans
Niggaz flipped timbs, rock boats under water, watch clams
Pose at the stand-off, mad timid
Hopin' that the gun fall, guess him like lottery balls, yo

Aiyyo, this rappin's like Ziti, facin' me real TV
Crash at high-speeds, strawberry, Kiwi
As we approach, yo herb, the Gods bail
These Staten Island ferryboat cats bail
Fresh cellies, 50 thief up in the city
We banned for life, Apollo kids live to spit the real

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A Life In The Day Of Benjamin Andr?.. - Lyrics - Outkast

Title: A Life In The Day Of Benjamin Andr?..
Artist: Outkast
Composer(s): Andre Benjamin

Lyric:
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said, ?Me and my homeboy were coming out with an album?
You looked at me like, yeah, nigga right
But you gave me your number anyway, you were on the talcum

Powder, how's about them oranges
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance

To get your pants, was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose wasn't on the same page but in
The same book of life so I'd paged you when

I felt you, that were getting off of work
Or either when you're on your way to school
We starting hanging like Ernie and Bert
And in my idle head, I'm thinking cool

Just when I think I'm going down your shirt
You're hiking up your skirt now
The events that followed, had me volley
If your hometown would be Heaven or Hell

The angelic nastiness you possessed made you by far the best
Therefore hard to tell
You'd dropped me off by the dungeon
Never came in but I knew that you were wondering

Now are these niggaz, in this house up to something
Selling crack, sack by sacks, so they could function?
Well, yes and no
Yes, we were selling it

But no, it wasn't blow
Cook it in the basement, then move it at a show
Then grab the microphone and everybody yelled, ?Ho?
Meanwhile the video starts playing

BET, college radio and a van
Packed full of niggaz, with a blunt in their hand
And one in their ear
You know what I'm saying

But, I kept your number in my old phone
Got a new chip flip with the roam, roam
So it took me a minute to retrieve seven digits
But I promised, I would call you when I got home

But when I got home, I never did
By the time I did, heard that you had a kid
By some nigga in Decatur
Who replied, see you later, when he got the good news, that's life shit

Now, I'm nineteen with a Cadillac
My nigga had a Lex with the gold pack
Got a plaque but I'm living with my pop, pop
So, I got glock and a low jack

You kinda fast for that fella in class, who used to draw
And never said much ?cause half of what he saw
Was so far from that place you wanna be
That words only fucked it up more, follow me

Are you starting to gather, what I'm getting at?
Now if I'm losing, you tell me then I'll double back
But keep in mind, at the time, ?Keep it real? was the phrase
Silly once said, ?Now but those were the days?

When spring break
And Daytona
And Freakniks
Made you wanna

Drop out of college and never go back
Move to the south but that ain't a Kodak
Moment, on went myself and big boi
Well, you knew him as Twan

That's right, you were around before this shit begun
When Twan had a daughter and
Sort of was made to mature before the first tour
We hit the road like Jack

Laughed and cried and drived it back with some Yak
Girls used to say, ?Y'all talk funny, y'all from the islands??
And I'd laughed and they just keep smiling
No, I'm from Atlanta, baby

He from Savannah, maybe
We should hook up and get tore up and then lay down, hey we
Got to go because the bus is pulling out in thirty minutes
She's playing tennis, disturbing the tenants

Fifteen love
Fit like glove
Description is like
Fifteen doves

In a Jacuzzi, catching the Holy Ghost
Making one woozy in the head and comatose, agree?
Enough about me
How's about you?

How's the lil' kid?
She was about two, the last time we spoke
I hadn't smoked or took a shot of drink
Cause I'd start the second album off, on another note

Now, that note threw some niggaz in the hood off
But see I'd balled out and before I fall out
I'd slow my Lac down to a nice speed
The brain is that, fried egg I might need

New direction was apparent
I was a child, looking at the floor, staring
So, changing my style was like release for the primitive beast
Yes, I was on the rise, yeast was the street

To make bread, never primary concern
Just to hop on these beats and wait my turn
I'd meet Muslims, ganstas, bitches, rastas
And macoroni, niggaz, imposters

So on a trip to New York, on some beeswax
I get invited to a club where emcees at
And on stage is a singer with some thing on her head
Similar to the turban that I covered up my dredz with

Which I was rocking at the time
When I was going through them phases, trying to find
Anything that seemed real in the world
Still searching but I started liking this girl
Now you know her

As Erykah on and on Badu
Call Tyrone on the phone, why you?
Do that girl like that boy you ought to be ashamed
The song wasn't about me and that ain't my name

We're young, in love, in short we had fun
No regrets no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five

By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do the language arts
Y'all stand against the wall, blindfolded, me throw the darts

To poke you in the heart
And take you from the start
To one luxury transportation and a Marta card
Or either when your girlfriend that went to Mays

Momma or her daddy, let her borrow the Benz because she's smart
Or maybe if your neighbor does you a huge favor
And he sells you that rabbit that's been sitting in his yard
You fix it up, you trick it out, you give it rims, you give it bump

You give it all your time because that's all you can think about
And that's as far as I got

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1 Shot 2 Shot - Lyrics - Eminem

Title: 1 Shot 2 Shot
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Luis Resto, Rufus B Johnson, Ondre C Moore, Denaun M Porter, Von M Carlisle, Marshall B Iii Mathers

Lyric:
I told ya'll mothafuckas I was comin' back
(Oh shit)
What now nigga, what now?
(What are you doin'?)
What?
Proof, the projects, nigga

One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshots
This is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off

Security's gone I'm dropped in the club
And I'm tryna run and get my muthafuckin' gun
(Nigga, what about your wife?)
Nigga fuck my wife, I'm tryin' ta run and save my muthafuckin' life
Oh shit, the shooter's comin'

Bitches hollerin', niggas runnin', people shot all over the floor
And I'm tryin' ta make it to the St. Andrew's door
That's the sound of the glock
Even DJ House fucked around and got shot
I done messed around and forgot my tec
I don't see nobody but Fab Five and Hex

(Kuniva you awright)
These niggas is trippin'
(Where's Bizarre at?)
I'm tryna slip through the exit and get to where my car is at
Bitches screamin' everywhere and niggas is wildin'
Two minutes ago we was all jokin' and smilin'

This chick is clingin' onto me sobbin' and sighin'
Sayin' she didn't mean to diss me earlier and she cryin'
But it's real and it's on and cats is gettin' killed
So I hugged her and used her body as a human shield
And she got hit now she's yellin'
(Don't leave me)

I told her I'd be right back and the dumb bitch believed me
I squeezed through the back door and made my escape
I ran and got my 38, I hope it's not too late

One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshots
This is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off

(I been tryna call you all day, mothafucka, where you at?)
I'm on seven mile, what the fuck was that
Damn somebody hit me from the back
(With they car?)
With a gat nigga and my tire flat
And I just hit a pole, them niggas some hoes

(Is you hit?)
I don't know but I can tell you what they drove
It was a black Mitsubishi
(Shit, that's the clique we beefin' wit)
Man and I was on my way there

Believe me I'm leavin' a caucus today
I'ma park my car and walk the rest of the way
I'm in the mood to strut, my AK ain't even tucked
I'ma meet you at the club, we gon' fuck these hoes up

One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshots
This is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off

I never seen no shit like this is my life before
People are still camped out from the night before
Sleepin' outside the door waitin' in line
Still tryna get inside the club to see D12 perform

The fire marshalls know, the venue's too small
People are wall to wall, three thousand and some odd fans
And some cum-wad from out the parkin' lot
Gets in an argument over a parkin' spot
Decides to pull his gun out and let's a few of 'em off

Missed who he's aimin' for six feet away's the door
Into St. Andrew's hall, now the strays flyin' all over the place
Sprays one bitch in the face, another one of 'em came through the wall
Before anyone could even hear the first shot go off

I'm posted up at the bar havin' a mazel tov
Bullet wizzed right by my ear damn near shot it off
Thank God I'm alive, I gotta find Denaun
And where the fuck is Von, he usually tucks one on him

Wait a minute I think I just saw Bizarre
No, I guess not, what the fuck, oh my God it was
I never saw him run so fast in my life
Look at him haulin' ass, I think he left his wife

There she is on the ground bein' trampled
I go to grab her up by the damn hand but I can't pull her
Goddamn, there just went another damn bullet, I'm hit
My vest is barely able to handle it, it's too thin
If I get hit again I can't do it, I scoop deep
Follow Bizarre's path ran through it

And made it to the front door and collapsed on the steps
Looked up and I seen Swift shootin' it out
But I can't see who he's shootin' it out with
But Denaun's right behind him squeezin' his four fifth

One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshots
This is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off

It's Friday night came to this bitch, right
Big ass to my left and Desert Eagle to my right
I ain't come in this bitch to party, I came in this bitch to fight
Although I can't stay here to fight 'cuz I'm poppin' niggas tonight

That's right bitches I'm drunk with revenge
Shot a bouncer in the neck for tryna check when I get in
Swift told me to meet him here so it's clear that the schmuck that
Shot out the back of his truck is up in this mothafucka

So one shot for the money, two's to stop the show
Third's for the bartender
(There's plenty of shots to go)
(I just wanna know who's drivin' a black Mitsubishi)
He tried to run so Proof shot him in the knee wit a three piece

One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshots
This is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off

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One Shot 2 Shot - Lyrics - Encore - Eminem

Title: One Shot 2 Shot
Album: Encore
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Luis Resto, Rufus B Johnson, Ondre C Moore, Denaun M Porter, Von M Carlisle, Marshall B Iii Mathers

Lyric:
I told ya'll mothafuckas I was comin' back
(Oh shit)
What now nigga, what now?
(What are you doin'?)
What?
Proof, the projects, nigga

One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshots
This is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off

Security's gone I'm dropped in the club
And I'm tryna run and get my muthafuckin' gun
(Nigga, what about your wife?)
Nigga fuck my wife, I'm tryin' ta run and save my muthafuckin' life
Oh shit, the shooter's comin'

Bitches hollerin', niggas runnin', people shot all over the floor
And I'm tryin' ta make it to the St. Andrew's door
That's the sound of the glock
Even DJ House fucked around and got shot
I done messed around and forgot my tec
I don't see nobody but Fab Five and Hex

(Kuniva you awright)
These niggas is trippin'
(Where's Bizarre at?)
I'm tryna slip through the exit and get to where my car is at
Bitches screamin' everywhere and niggas is wildin'
Two minutes ago we was all jokin' and smilin'

This chick is clingin' onto me sobbin' and sighin'
Sayin' she didn't mean to diss me earlier and she cryin'
But it's real and it's on and cats is gettin' killed
So I hugged her and used her body as a human shield
And she got hit now she's yellin'
(Don't leave me)

I told her I'd be right back and the dumb bitch believed me
I squeezed through the back door and made my escape
I ran and got my 38, I hope it's not too late

One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshots
This is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off

(I been tryna call you all day, mothafucka, where you at?)
I'm on seven mile, what the fuck was that
Damn somebody hit me from the back
(With they car?)
With a gat nigga and my tire flat
And I just hit a pole, them niggas some hoes

(Is you hit?)
I don't know but I can tell you what they drove
It was a black Mitsubishi
(Shit, that's the clique we beefin' wit)
Man and I was on my way there

Believe me I'm leavin' a caucus today
I'ma park my car and walk the rest of the way
I'm in the mood to strut, my AK ain't even tucked
I'ma meet you at the club, we gon' fuck these hoes up

One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshots
This is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off

I never seen no shit like this is my life before
People are still camped out from the night before
Sleepin' outside the door waitin' in line
Still tryna get inside the club to see D12 perform

The fire marshalls know, the venue's too small
People are wall to wall, three thousand and some odd fans
And some cum-wad from out the parkin' lot
Gets in an argument over a parkin' spot
Decides to pull his gun out and let's a few of 'em off

Missed who he's aimin' for six feet away's the door
Into St. Andrew's hall, now the strays flyin' all over the place
Sprays one bitch in the face, another one of 'em came through the wall
Before anyone could even hear the first shot go off

I'm posted up at the bar havin' a mazel tov
Bullet wizzed right by my ear damn near shot it off
Thank God I'm alive, I gotta find Denaun
And where the fuck is Von, he usually tucks one on him

Wait a minute I think I just saw Bizarre
No, I guess not, what the fuck, oh my God it was
I never saw him run so fast in my life
Look at him haulin' ass, I think he left his wife

There she is on the ground bein' trampled
I go to grab her up by the damn hand but I can't pull her
Goddamn, there just went another damn bullet, I'm hit
My vest is barely able to handle it, it's too thin
If I get hit again I can't do it, I scoop deep
Follow Bizarre's path ran through it

And made it to the front door and collapsed on the steps
Looked up and I seen Swift shootin' it out
But I can't see who he's shootin' it out with
But Denaun's right behind him squeezin' his four fifth

One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshots
This is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off

It's Friday night came to this bitch, right
Big ass to my left and Desert Eagle to my right
I ain't come in this bitch to party, I came in this bitch to fight
Although I can't stay here to fight 'cuz I'm poppin' niggas tonight

That's right bitches I'm drunk with revenge
Shot a bouncer in the neck for tryna check when I get in
Swift told me to meet him here so it's clear that the schmuck that
Shot out the back of his truck is up in this mothafucka

So one shot for the money, two's to stop the show
Third's for the bartender
(There's plenty of shots to go)
(I just wanna know who's drivin' a black Mitsubishi)
He tried to run so Proof shot him in the knee wit a three piece

One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshots
This is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off

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Off The Wall - Lyrics - The Notorious K.I.M. - Lil' Kim

Title: Off The Wall
Album: The Notorious K.I.M.
Artist: Lil' Kim
Composer(s): George Kranz, Sean Combs, Mario Winans, Kimberly Jones

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Lyric:
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance, come on
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance, come on
Now do it

Queen Bee, Bad Boy baby
Let's go

Ready or not, here I come
I'm a Bentley, y'all something like a Hyundai
Win more skins than crack without dunja
Tasty like a sundae

Eat it like a Kit Kat
Be forge a climax, replay back
Lil' Kim records hit the streets
DJs wanna spend that back like

Me and Lil' Cease is the real tag-team
While most of y'all broads is just drag queens
It's gonna take years before you match our cream
And only in your dreams can you see what we see

Now lend me your ear, listen closely
I wear these jewels like a rosary
This is how the rap game is supposed to be
One king, one queen, things supposed to be

Now get your back up off the wall
Dance, come on
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance, come on
Now do it

Niggas lean left, bitches lean right
Come on, you gotta ride 'em, baby

It's the year 2G and things about to change
Trade in that Range, get a motherfuckin' plane
Your girl is lame, what?
Want a bitch like me, what?

If it's diamonds you want, baby I got 'em
Money in a briefcase who needs a wallet?
Be a pigeon nigga you sound retarded
I'm the girl with more cream than St. Patrick's Day

House by the bay so what do you say?
Me and you, nigga like running Roulette
The game is strip poker, is you ready to play?
Make it last all night and I'm ready to stay

Put your money and your jewels up one at a time
And if you lose this game, all this shit is mine
What you got? Full house, triple ace and two kings
Royal flush beats ten jack, here give me, I win, give it up

Now get your back up off the wall
Dance, come on
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance, come on
Now do it

Niggas lean left, bitches lean right
Come on, you gotta ride 'em, baby

When it comes to status, call me Dr. Ruth
I ain't a prostitute, I just speak the truth
Dicks, I like 'em fat like a pickle
Hard like a nickel, juicy like a Popsicle

Niggas mention me for a sexual reference
Lil Kim's everybody's sexual preference
A bitch like me gives it on the first date
Why hesitate? I ain't got time to wait

'Cause y'all know how I get down
Niggas from the East know how I get down
Cats from the West know how I get down
From the North to South say, "Can you get down"

Now lend me your ear, listen closely
I wear these jewels like a rosary
This is how the rap game is supposed to be
One king, one queen, things supposed to be

Now get your back up off the wall
Dance, come on
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance, come on
Now do it

Niggas lean left, bitches lean right
Come on, you gotta ride 'em, baby

Queen Bee, 2000
Get your backs up off the wall
Dance, come on
Dance, come on
Dance, come on

Notorious K.I.M.
J.M., come on
[Incomprehensible], come on
B.I.G. come on, forever come on

Come on
Come on
I see you, yeah

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hot sauce to go
Hot sauce to go

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

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

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

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

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

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