Facts Of Life - Lyrics - Lazyboy

Title: Facts Of Life
Artist: Lazyboy
Composer(s): Soren Rasted, Jonathan Douglas

Lyric:
These are the facts
(Of Lazyboy)
So help me God

This is who we are, this is what we do, this is what it is
The bare facts of the life we live
This is who we are, this is what we do, ooo, oh

Did you know, that 1 out of 4 Americans has appeared on TV?
Did you know 61 percent of all hits on the Internet are on sex sites?
Every day 21 new born babies will be given to the wrong parents
The average person swallows 8 spiders in a year

Cannabis is the most widely abused drug in the world
The average person laughs 13 times a day, Elvis was originally blond
The average age of first intercourse is 15 point 3 years old
The average erect penis is 5 point 2 inches long
And 4 point 2 inches circumcised

Eskimos use refrigerators to keep food from freezing
41 percent of all people take people with curly hair less seriously
20 percent of all females have had at least 1 homosexual experience
Did you know that there is no such thing as an anti-wrinkle cream?

This is who we are, this is what we do, this is what it is
The bare facts of the life we live
This is who we are, this is what we do, this is what it is
These are the facts of the life that we live

This is who we are, bare facts of the life we live
This is who we are, this is what we do
This is who we are, are, are

22 percent of the time a pizza will arrive faster
Than an ambulance in Great Britain
96 percent of all women have at one time in their life faked an orgasm
3 people die every year, testing if a 9 volts battery works on their tongue

The 'Guinness Book Of Records' holds the record
For being the most stolen book in public libraries
Butterflies taste with their feet, 5 percent of the population is gay
The worlds best known word is 'okay'
The second most well-known word is 'Coca-Cola'

The giraffe can clean its ears with its tongue
Charles Chaplin once won 3rd prize
In a 'Charles Chaplin look-a-like contest'
In 1995 a Japanese trawler sank

Because a Russian cargo plane dropped
A living cow from 30,000 feet
Only one book has been printed in more copies
Than the Bible, the IKEA catalog

This is who we are, this is what we do, this is what it is
The bare facts of the life we live
This is who we are, this is what we do, this is what it is

These are the facts of the life that we live
This is who we are, the facts of the life we live
This is who we are, this is what we do, this is who we are

1 cigarette takes away five minutes of a person's life
In 1950 we were 3 billion people on the earth
Today we are 6 billion people
(6 billion people, 6 billion)
(Time is ticking, ticking, yeah)

Donald Duck was banned in Finland
Because he doesn't wear pants
74 percent of all nudist females are nudists
Because their husbands are nudists

More people die from a champagne cork popping
Than from poison spiders, 21 percent of all traffic accidents
Happen because the driver falls asleep, did you know
That originally a Danish guy invented the burglar alarm?
Unfortunately it got stolen

This is who we are, this is what we do, this is what it is
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This is who we are, this is what we do
This is what it is, yeah, yeah, yeah

This is who we are bare facts of the life we live
This is who we are, this is what we do
This is who we are, this is what we do

So help me God

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Cold Hard Facts Of Life - Lyrics - Bill Anderson

Title: Cold Hard Facts Of Life
Artist: Bill Anderson
Composer(s): Bill Anderson

Lyric:
I got back in town a day before I'd planned to
I smiled and said I'll sure surprise my wife
I don't think I'll phone, I'll just head on home
For I didn't know the cold hard facts of life

I passed a little wine store on the corner
I pictured pink champagne by candle light
I stopped the car right then, got out and hurried in
My mind not on the cold hard facts of life

A stranger stood there laughing by the counter
He said I'll take two bottles of your best
Her husband's out of town and there's a party
He winked as if to say you know the rest

I left the store two steps behind the stranger
From there to my house his car stayed in sight
But it wasn't till he turned into my drive I learned
I was witnessing the cold hard facts of life

I drove around the block till I was dizzy
Each time the noise came louder from within
And then I saw our bottle there beside me
And I drank a fifth of courage and walked in

Oh, you should have seen their frantic faces
They screamed and cried please put away that knife
I guess I'll go to hell or rot here in the cell
But who told who the cold hard facts of life?
Who told who the cold hard facts of life?

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Cold Hard Facts Of Life - Lyrics - Porter Wagoner

Title: Cold Hard Facts Of Life
Artist: Porter Wagoner
Composer(s): Bill Anderson

Lyric:
I got back in town a day before I'd planned to
I smiled and said, I'll sure surprise my wife
I don't think I'll phone, I'll just head on home
For I didn't know the cold hard facts of life

I passed a little wine store on the corner
I pictured big champagne by candle light
I stopped the car right then got out and hurried in
My mind not on the cold hard facts of life

A stranger stood there laughing by the counter
He said, "I'll take two bottles of your best"
Her husband's out of town and there's a party
He winkled as if to say you know the rest

I left the store two steps behind the stranger
From there to my house his car stayed in sight
But it wasn't till he turned into my drive that I learned
I was witnessing the cold hard facts of life

I drove around the block till I was dizzy
Each time the noise came louder from within
And then I saw our bottle there beside me
And I drank a fifth of courage and walked in

Lord, you should've seen their frantic faces
They screamed and cried, please put away that knife
I guess I'll go to hell or I'll rot here in this cell
But who taught who the cold hard facts of life
Who taught who the cold hard facts of life

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End Of The Line - Lyrics - Pain

Title: End Of The Line
Artist: Pain
Composer(s): Peter Tagtgren

Lyric:
My gun is pumping you're down on your knees
A closer step to death
I think I'm coming, are you ready to receive?
I spray you full with my killer disease

I'll come inside, I'll break you down
Your end of your life
I'll steal your soul, I'm in control
I just made you mine

It's the end of the line
You're broken to pieces crushed by the facts
It's the end of the line
How could this be

Face the enemy and meet reality
How could you be so blind
Now you're tasting death it controls your mind
Suffering years ahead

I came inside, I have broke you down
I ended your life
I stole your soul, I was in control
And I made you mine

It's the end of the line
You're broken to pieces crushed by the facts
It's the end of the line
It's not what it supposed to be

It's the end of the line
You're broken to pieces crushed by the facts
It's the end of the line
How could this be

How could you be so tough?

It's the end of the line
You're broken to pieces crushed by the facts
It's the end of the line
It's not what it supposed to be

It's the end of the line
You're broken to pieces crushed by the facts
It's the end of the line
How could this be

It's the end of the line
You're broken to pieces crushed by the facts
It's the end of the line
It's not what it supposed to be

It's the end of the line
You're broken to pieces crushed by the facts
It's the end of the line
How could this be

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Ghetto Life - Lyrics - Master P

Title: Ghetto Life
Artist: Master P
Composer(s): Calvin Broadus, Aaron Edmond, Marvin Gaye, Percy Miller, Billy Moore

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Lyric:
Don't say nothin', just listen
[Incomprehensible] all the bloodshed
And all the tears and all the homies I done lost
Ain't nothing like the ghetto if I had to do it all again
I probably wouldn't change a thing

I live my life, homie but not for greed
Picture young sisters and brothers planting ghetto seeds
Ain't nothing promised in this ghetto but we lost 'cause we black
Picture 5 kids in the project in a one room shack

I had big dreams of making it big
I caught nightmares of fools splittin' my wig
I couldn't change for the guppies that tried to hate
Picture me a ghetto child with a house by the lake

Ain't nothing promised but we're not to blame
Sinning, to make some change
I wish the society feel my pain
Empty me underneath, we all the same

High construction on penitentiary bars
They main focus is blacks with fancy cars
And they beat us on high interest loans
Repossess our property 'cause we don't think to own

This ghetto life got us hustlin' and scufflin'
I said, penitentiary chances keep us thuggin' and muggin'
I said, this ghetto life got us hustlin' and scufflin'
I said, penitentiary chances keep us thuggin' and muggin'

I said, this ghetto life got us hustlin' and scufflin'
I said, penitentiary chances keep us thuggin' and muggin'
I said, this ghetto life got us hustlin' and scufflin'
I said, penitentiary chances keep us thuggin' and muggin'

Now, I was known for walking on the wrong side of the tracks
Slanging, smoking and drinking yack, reminiscing and thinking back
A lot of facts have been changed, we take the innocent and guilty
I played the cards that they dealed me
Went through changes that dealed me

Into a better man but most often I'm misunderstood
Call me a gangsta 'cause I relay consciousness from the hood
But a lot of good comes from what you call negativity
We working with no leverage or incentive G
'Cause their nothing you ever give to me

On television or them history books
Got young black kids thinking, they put on this earth just to be crooks
See, all these mystery looks that's on the face of the boss man
When he can see a young black brother's no longer lost man

He try to break your spirit before you figure out the game
By the time you do, you lost your fame, reputation and your name
But baby, we can do it, take your time do it right
You don't wanna be a superstar overnight, trying to live that ghetto life

This ghetto life got us hustlin' and scufflin'
I said, penitentiary chances keep us thuggin' and muggin'
I said, this ghetto life got us hustlin' and scufflin'
I said, penitentiary chances keep us thuggin' and muggin'

I said, this ghetto life got us hustlin' and scufflin'
I said, penitentiary chances keep us thuggin' and muggin'
I said, this ghetto life got us hustlin' and scufflin'
I said, penitentiary chances keep us thuggin' and muggin'

I live my life for my son so he can have something
Blessed just to see a new day so I'm trying to grab something
I been on top of the world and at the bottom too
When you up, you got lots of friends and when you down it's few

The way we grew up was wrong, I'm the first to admit
I know God and just drop me here to be going through this
I lost D-Ray last year and it's just not the same
Just at the time in his life when he was trying to change

He told me, "Pimp, I need help, I want up out the game"
I made a promise, I lied 'cause the next night he died
I guess our childhood is over 'cause, man, ain't nothing funny
And everything that I love revolve around sex and money

I wanna have some more kids but in the 90's that's crazy
The woman's polluted so it ain't safe to make babies
And it's a shame 'cause Uncle Sam ain't got no job to pay me
But pay the mightiest 40 G's for every year they enslave me, it's crazy

This ghetto life got us hustlin' and scufflin'
I said, penitentiary chances keep us thuggin' and muggin'
I said, this ghetto life got us hustlin' and scufflin'
I said, penitentiary chances keep us thuggin' and muggin'

I said, this ghetto life got us hustlin' and scufflin'
I said, penitentiary chances keep us thuggin' and muggin'
I said, this ghetto life got us hustlin' and scufflin'
I said, penitentiary chances keep us thuggin' and muggin'

This ghetto life got us hustlin' and scufflin'
I said, penitentiary chances keep us thuggin' and muggin'
I said, this ghetto life got us hustlin' and scufflin'
I said, penitentiary chances keep us thuggin' and muggin'

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Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth - Lyrics - Genius

Title: Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth
Artist: Genius
Composer(s): Gary Grice, Robert Diggs

Lyric:
Basic instructions before leaving earth
The basic instructions before leaving earth
Basic instructions before leaving earth

Life is a test, many quest the universe
An' through my research, I felt the joy an' the hurt
The first shall be last an' the last shall be first
The basic instructions before leaving earth

Life is a test, many quest the universe
An' through my research, I felt the joy an' the hurt
The first shall be last an' the last shall be first
The basic instructions before leaving earth

Knowledge this wisdom, this goes back when I was twelve
I loved doin' right but I was trapped in Hell
Had mad ideas, sad eyes an' tears
Years of fears but yo, my foes couldn't bear

I searched for the truth since my youth
An' went to church since birth but it wasn't worth the loot
That I was payin', plus the prayin'
I didn't like stayin' 'coz of busy bodies an' dizzy hotties

That the preacher had souped up with lies
Had me cooped up lookin' at loot, butt an' thighs
Durin' the service, he swallowed up the poor
An' after they heard this, they wallowed on the floor

But I ignored an' explored my history that was untold
An' watched mysteries unfold
An' dropped a jewel like Solomon but never followed men
'Coz if you do, your brain is more hollow

Than space oblivia or the abyss
With no trace of trivia, left with the hiss
Does it pay to be deaf, dumb, blind?
From a slave we was kept from the mind
An' from the caves he crept from behind
An' what he gave was the sect of the swine

When the Bible, it condemned the pig
I don't mean to pull your hems or flip your wigs
But we used to wear a turban but now we're in the urban
No more wearin' beanies an' dress like a genie

No hocus pocus 'coz I focus on the facts
An' put it on the tracks an' brought it through the wax
I speak on Jacob, it might take up some time
An' too much knowledge, it might break up the rhyme

I did it anyway just to wake up the mind
Of those who kiss stones or prays on the carpet
Those who sit home or sell books by the market
Need to chill an' get their mind revived

For years religion did nothing but divide
The basic instructions before leaving earth

Life is a test, many quest the universe
An' through my research, I felt the joy an' the hurt
The first shall be last an' the last shall be first
The basic instructions before leaving earth

Life is a test, many quest the universe
An' through my research, I felt the joy an' the hurt
The first shall be last an' the last shall be first
The basic instructions before leaving earth

I strolled through the books of Job to unfold
An' open Bibles instead of hopin' on revivals
Calling on His name an' screamin', ?Hallelujah?
When He hardly knew ya, that's how the Devil's fooled ya

See, look into my eyes, brethren, that's the lies of a Reverend
Why should you die to go to Heaven?
The Earth is already in space, the Bible, I embrace
A difficult task I had to take

I studied 'til my eyes was swollen an' only arose when
I found out that we were The Chosen
I deal with the truth an' build with the youth
An' teach my son as he kneels on the stoop

Son, life is a pool of sin, corrupted with foolish men
An' women with wicked minds, who build picket signs
To legalize abortion, the evil eye distortion
I quiz son with my wisdom

Before I converted, I was perverted an' knowledge was asserted
The study of wisdom, I preferred it
The understanding, it gave me mental freedom
I even learnt Caucasians were really the Tribe of Edam

The white image of Christ is really Cesare Borgia
An' uhh, the second son of Pope Alexander
The sixth of Rome an' once the picture was shown
That's how the Devil's tricked my dome

I prophesized to save a man but no one gave a damn
For my nation, the seed of Abraham
Blessed with the tongue of Hebrew
Now we're strung on needles an' some are plungin' evils

So study an' be wise in these days of darkness
Peace to my nephew, Marcus

The basic instructions before leaving earth
Life is a test, many quest the universe
An' through my research, I felt the joy an' the hurt
The first shall be last an' the last shall be first

The basic instructions before leaving earth
Life is a test, many quest the universe
An' through my research, I felt the joy an' the hurt
The first shall be last an' the last shall be first

The basic instructions before leaving earth
Life is a test, many quest the universe
An' through my research, I felt the joy an' the hurt
The first shall be last an' the last shall be first

The basic instructions before leaving earth
Life is a test, many quest the universe
An' through my research, I felt the joy an' the hurt
The first shall be last an' the last shall be first

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Life Is Short - Lyrics - Hell And Back - Drag On

Title: Life Is Short
Album: Hell And Back
Artist: Drag On
Composer(s): Mel Jason Smalls, Anthony Fields

Lyric:
All I do is speak the truth so don't judge me by my lies
I weigh about a buck 40 don't judge me by my size
Our glocks is like Michael J. Fox it's 'Family Ties'
'Cause it'll make a family cry, why

A lot of questions just ain't answered problems ain't resolved
Like if Drag really a gang member, or just involved
Y'all can be the boss of the bosses I'll be the cause of the causes
I rob from the rich and give to the less fortunate

Well, I buy thousand whips and in your raps I floss this shit
I buy thousand kicks and give to the young orphanage
When I was young I was a soft kid 'till I snap
And they couldn't get me off a kid 'cause he sold my mom's crack

In fact, I caught a case beyond that I couldn't face my moms
Crack addiction 'cause I was way beyond that
But I face facts I got busted over the left side of my face
My face back but I had to fix that

Life is short, time flies
It ain't our fault, blames aside
It ain't the licks, it ain't the eyes
It's just the way we live or die

Life is short, time flies
It ain't our fault, blames aside
It ain't the licks, it ain't the eyes
It's just the way we live or die

My blood I had to taste that my wound I had to heal that
In order to feel that a real life shit and still rap 'cause
My rhymes still here so I done fried a few punks
My mom still here but she'll die in a few months

Thats real life cancer and doctors ain't got the answer
I hope y'all fellin' this 'cause I ain't supposed to be tellin' y'all this shit
Like I ain't supposed to be sellin' y'all this shit but this is real life
Like I ain't supposed to be cryin' over this shit but I still mind

Shit just don't feel right but I'm gonna hold on
Till the hole in my 44 long
I'm gonna hit the gym and get my swoll on
Sometimes my head gone

And I don't give my pops props 'cause he was dead wrong
Pops was up, you know what, I don't give a fuck
The only thing I'm happy that you did was bust me out your nuts

Life is short, time flies
It ain't our fault, blames aside
It ain't the licks, it ain't the eyes
It's just the way we live or die

Life is short, time flies
It ain't our fault, blames aside
It ain't the licks, it ain't the eyes
It's just the way we live or die

But nigga this is real life it makes me clutch my glock real tight
It makes me wanna fight but I get it off when I write
So these last few months my moms could live right, in new clothes
They said she might lose her sight fuck it she saw me blow

I reminisce sometimes I pull out old 40 year olds
It gets me stressed so I could smoke up like 40 of those
Sometimes I feel like walkin' with a mean bout
Bustin' till I see cops snowin' till I see slot

Throw on a pair of flip flops take steps to the roof of the ledge
Till my feet stop but I need not, I got a life ahead of me
I got a wife in back of me, at least I gotta see my seed drop
Probation got me on a detox, so when I die
Bury me next to the weed crops

So when I'm in Heaven, I can give weed to Pac and smoke trees
With Big L, Aliyah we miss ya and Pun we have fun wit ya

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Let'S Ride - Lyrics - On My Way to Church - Jim Jones

Title: Let'S Ride
Album: On My Way to Church
Artist: Jim Jones
Composer(s): R Brito, Jim Jones, R Robinson

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Lyric:
Jones, Capo Status
You know what this is about, 'bout riders
All my states around this country
All my ghettos, my niggaz ready to ride
R.I.P, Biggie Smalls, this one's for you

We some riders, I hope you know we riders
Them rollin', rollin' riders, lock and load my riders
You know we riders, that ride out and get high and just ride
And get high and get high, let's ride

You know we riders, I hope you know we riders
Them rollin', rollin' riders, lock and load my riders
You know we riders, that ride out and get high and just ride
And get high and just ride now let's ride

Lock and load the clip, see po-po then slow the whip
Big ass guns in a stolen whip but if you got weed then roll the shit
You rollin' with them rollin' Dips, straight up weed no poofin' these
Straight up G's no doopin' me, crazy b's that shoot up shit
Major cheese off of movin' bricks

From cuttin' up rain to shuflin' rain
Baggin' these hoes, fuckin' some dames
Waking up morning and fuck is the name

I'm in restaurants Mr. Chows
Stuntin' hard like 50 thou
I keep my goons my niggaz wild
Shootin' that thing till ya shit go blaow

The palmin' cheese can't come my needs
Hatian niggaz bombin' weed
Gats mo-mo, techs gon' blow, all in these streets
Shots with a four pound, AK when it go 'round
Don't play when it go 'round
In little Haiti them niggaz crazy like "Get 'em, baby"

Let's ride, here go some riders, I hope you know the riders
Them rollin', rollin' riders, lock and load my riders
You know we riders, that ride out and get high and just ride
And get high and just ride and let's ride

You know we riders, I hope you know we riders
Them rollin', rollin' riders, lock and load my riders
You know we riders that ride out and get high and just ride
And get high and just ride now let's ride

Call my gang to bust, know you fags ain't dangerous
Must be high off Angel Dust
To think that you can bang wit' us hang wit' us
Tape you to the hood no thang with us
Shoot up ya club get ya mangled up
I call my gangstas up and get ya faggot ass tangled up

Now what you bitches, step on the corner wit' a bunch of G's
Tryna dump the heat, while you duck police
Me, myself, I run the streets wit' no regard like, "Oh my God"
We just sittin' here not to lose, high off weed with lots of booze
Call my G's when I got to move
'Cause I drop 100 G's when I dropped the Coupe

Niggaz found a way tryna take my life
'Cause I run 'round the way wit' a neck full of ice
Gotta bunch of doggs and I set 'em to bite
So if you niggaz want war we can do it tonight

I'm prayin' to the Lord that optimize
Dip Set Byrd Gang know I'ma ride
And I'ma rep till my last breath
Take a pull of my last hit

Pull up on these niggaz and blast the bitch
East side when I mask the bitch
We ride on some panther shit, gotta go prac, lotta load gats
If a niggaz run on me then I gotta go back, back
And we gon' ride out, just ride and get high
And just ride and get high add let's ride

You know we riders, I hope you know we riders
Them rollin', rollin' riders, lock and load my riders
You know we riders, that ride out and get high and just ride
And get high and just ride now let's ride

You know we riders, I hope you know we riders
Them rollin', rollin' riders, lock and load my riders
You know we riders, that ride out and get high and just ride
And get high and just ride, now let's ride

You know we riders, I hope you know we riders
You think you roll wit' liars, you'll hear them 4's wit' fire
Listen lame, I'm insane to this game, get this flame in ya brain
Like bang, bang, bang, bang, bang

You know we riders, I hope you know we riders
You think you roll wit' liars, you'll hear them 4's wit' fire
Listen lame, I'm insane, to this game, get this flame in ya brain
Like bang, bang, bang, bang, bang

Yo, who is realer than us? We'll turn jailers to smuts
I'm too real chill, you can't inhale what I puff
Peep it duke, me to you's, like a whale to a gup
Keep ya Chuck Taylors, I'ma go Taylor my Chucks

You'll get whaled on the snuck, gat for ice, match it twice
Faggot dyke, mag to bite, there go ya appetite
My niggaz blast the pipe, black ya lights, flag the kite
Shout to my man Tito Lino facin' natural life

I'm just natural nice, you's hermaphrodite
My man Zeke be home three nigga pass the kite
This the facts of life, facts of ice, scrap ya right
Cabbage sliced, matchin' chain, matchin' Nikes

You's a coward please, I keep the power squeezed
Creep this thunder'll leave you under them flower trees
I done crowd the please, wit about a thousand keys
Ask about me, I ain't gotta break a smile to cheese

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Dark Days, Bright Nights - Lyrics - Dark Days Bright Nights - Bubba Sparxxx

Title: Dark Days, Bright Nights
Album: Dark Days Bright Nights
Artist: Bubba Sparxxx
Composer(s): Shannon Houchins, Warren Anderson Mathis

Lyric:
Okay
If you shed blood with me to this point, you deserve an explanation
For all the hell that you've endured, while helping me reach my destination
And this effort to bless the nation, I've might had did more harm than good
But I've always showed you heart, this is just my but apart from would
Man, I love the darkest hood but also the brightest suburb
To think I would just despise the folks
Because I'm broke and white it's absurd
I'm told be tight, you get hurt, but I don't hear my spinal spinning
Yeah, we found some distribution, but bet the crying is just beginning

'Coz these bright nights could lead to dark days and vice versa
Even if Greg Street don't play, I guarantee you a nice purchase
Frankly, I'm quite certain I'm the livest fucker out there
I'm making love to the truth, inside that vocal booth without care
I won't even talk about stare from angry illogic rappers
'Coz every time they get confronted, they'll try to give you head than dap ya
This one don't really need a hook, but Shannon said it'll be a single
So I devote this to my life, so much more than a catch of a jiggle

Dark days, bright nights
For that outside in the night, you know what Bubba's life is like
Bright nights, dark days
For them broads that truly love me and hate to see me live this way

Dark days, bright nights
For when they say you can't live, fuck them, do it just out of spite
Bright nights, dark days
For every person without a voice that got something they need to say

See it's apparent that you know, there's a lot of folks that love Bubba
Not cause of any rap I wrote, they just see something above gutter
Though, my pockets don't reflex that
It's my vision, and they respect that
Love comes in a form of a various drug, and I can't neglect that
So me and my folks get fucked up like six nights out of seven
That's the bright light in our lives
Like God's shinning light right out of Heaven
But at the conclusion of every session
I wish that dark day to expose the plight of my situation

No blow, no dough for big shows
But still they see we this close from seeing the promise land
So that leads to another bright night, when all of us is college grand
Being loved by the moms and dads
Which some of us wasn't blessed with
You think we all born with two lovin' parents and a treasure chest
Shit, I was fortunate to be loved, by my paternal units
And I'm gonna make their son a winner, fuck how bad it'll hurt I'm doing it
Even if I was to ruin it, never with me and my heart part ways
We developed too strong of a bond, turning bright nights into dark days

Dark days, bright nights
For that outside in the night, you know what Bubba's life is like
Bright nights, dark days
For them broads that truly love me and hate to see me live this way

Dark days, bright nights
For when they say you can't live, fuck them, do it just out of spite
Bright nights, dark days
For every person without a voice that got something they need to say

Yeah, it's true, I also do get praise from the other side of the tracks
You know, that dark days part of town
When they intentionally hide the blacks
Ain't got no reply to that, I said I'm sorry if I'm to blame
I tried like hell to sooth your soul by planting the facts inside your brain
I never once lied to the game, the acceptance of not one black dude
It's just Bubba that country fucker smoking swages
And eating snack foods
Now every time they ask you, why you live the way you choose too
Say 'coz Bubba set you right, the only one they loved, knew you

That leaves you with no excuse to settle with what they offer
He try to pay you the slave wagers, play that role, and tell them naw, sir
I'll probably won't even falter if you dismiss me as the demon
'Coz it is true, I am not you, my skin's the tone of piss and seamen
But if we fight this evening, I assure you, we'll both bleed red
And it'll take your whole slum and all their guns to leave me dead
Plus all that blood we shed what do nothin' but server their purpose
So let's unite these dark days and bright nights, they'll see you nervous

Dark days, bright nights
For that outside in the night, you know what Bubba's life is like
Bright nights, dark days
For them broads that truly love me and hate to see me live this way

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They Say - Lyrics - Be - Common

Title: They Say
Album: Be
Artist: Common
Composer(s): Linda Creed, John Stephens, Thomas Randolph Bell, Linda Epstein, Lonnie Rashid Lynn, Kanye Omari West, John Roger Stephens

Lyric:
They say, "What's happenin'?"
We say the facts and if, they lie
We comin' back for them
They might say but they don't know
They say, they say
They don't know

They say a nigga lost his mind
But in the scheme of things I never lost a rhyme
The thin line between love and hatred
I'm the black pill in the Matrix, the saturated life

They say life is what you make it
So I wait quick on a spaceship so I can take it
As high as the stakes get when paper get low
I be tellin' Derick, "Tell Kara get us a show"

Little Com, I make righteous bitches get low
The richest man ain't necessarily the nigga wit dough
They say, "You ripped" yeah, that's what they say
My niggaz couldn't tell it was me, like Jamie in Ray

Paintin' a day, wit focused crime, broads, and good wine
They say, "Dope is sour so it's homework and hood crimes"
I stood mine, for forever and a day so goodbye
They never could say tell 'em, J

They say, "What's happenin'?"
We say the facts and if, they lie
We comin' back for them
They might say but they don't know
They say, they say
They don't know

Ahh, the sweet taste of victory
Go head and breath it in like antihistamine
I know they sayin', "Damn, yay snapped wit this beat"
Fuck you expect? I've got a history

Groupie love now, gotta be them wheels
Haters back down, gotta be that steel
I know they cant wait till ya outta ya deal
Look how they did D'Angelo ask 'em how do it feel

My best friends worry 'bout me
'Cause they know when you famous
And you had made cash the media aims at us and you be up so high
If you ever fall off, it feel like a plane crash

But God don't ever give me nothin' I can't handle
So please don't ever give me records I can't sample
So I could vacate where it ain't no channels
But it's quite okay for a gangsta to wear sandals

They say 'cause of the fame and stardom
I'm somewhere in between the church and insane asylum
I guess it's messin' with my health then
And this verse so crazy when I finish I'm just gon' check myself in again

They say, "What's happenin'?"
We say the facts and if, they lie
We comin' back for them
They might say but they don't know
They say, they say
They don't know

They say, "Dude think he righteous"
I write just to free minds, from Stoney to Rikers
Amongst the lifeless, in a world crazy as Mike is
On my paper, whether it's weed or Isis

They say, "Life is a game", so I play hard
Writin' for my life 'cause I'm scared of a day job
They say, "Sef kept the hood together"
I tell the young, "We can't play the hood forever"

Play my cards right, they say I went to left
They showed me strange love, like I was Mr. F
Played chess in this game of, pawns and knights
Now I claim king like Don, or Frank White

They say my life is comparable to Christ's
The way I sacrificed, and resurrected, twice
They say, "The crochet pants and the sweater was wack"
Seen the corner, now they say, "That nigga's back"

They say, "What's happenin'?"
We say the facts and if, they lie
We comin' back for them
They might say but they don't know
They say, they say
They don't know

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Shitty Record Offer - Lyrics - Bloodhound Gang

Title: Shitty Record Offer
Artist: Bloodhound Gang
Composer(s): Michael Bowe, James M Franks

Lyric:
Take good, take bad, take gold
And may you have facts of life
The facts of life

Now the world don't move
To the beat of just one drum
What might not for you
Might not for some

Different Strokes, Different Strokes
Different Strokes to the world
Charles in charge of our days and our nights

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Facts Are Facts - Lyrics - Steven Curtis Chapman

Title: Facts Are Facts
Artist: Steven Curtis Chapman
Composer(s): Steven Curtis Chapman

Lyric:
Yeah, here we go

Well I don't wanna take up anybody's time
Just givin' my opinion with a rhythm and a clever rhyme
I don't want these words to sound, like I think I've got it all figured out
But there are a few things I can say I know without a doubt

I know there's a God who knows my name
And a Son who died to take the blame
I believe Jesus is coming back
'Cause promises are promises and facts are facts
Promises are promises and facts are facts
Yeah, yeah that's right

These days some say there's no one way to believe
Just keep it loose, you're free to choose
There's no absolute it's all relative you see
So I'm calling all defenders of the truth
Live a life that spells out God's world view
Let these words be heard in everything you say and do

I know there's a God who knows my name
And a Son who died to take the blame
I believe that Jesus is coming back
'Cause promises are promises and facts are facts, yeah, yeah
Facts are facts

As sure as there's a law of gravity
That says what goes up must come down
This is the ultimate reality
God is, and God loves, and God can be found

Well I know there's a God who knows my name
(Promises are promises and facts are facts)
And a Son who died to take the blame
(Promises are promises and facts are facts)
And I believe that Jesus is coming back

I know there's a God who knows my name
And a Son who died to take the blame
I believe that Jesus is coming back
'Cause promises are promises and facts are facts

Well I know there's a God who knows my name
And a Son who died to take the blame
I believe that Jesus is coming back
'Cause promises are promises and facts are facts

Promises are promises and facts are facts
Promises are promises and facts are facts
Promises are promises and facts are facts
And that's the way it is

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Passion - Lyrics - Blazing Arrow - Blackalicious

Title: Passion
Album: Blazing Arrow
Artist: Blackalicious
Composer(s): Xavier Mosley, Rakk Taylor, Tim Parker

Lyric:
An open microphone can be dangerous
Let's tune in on two of the greatest MC's out there

Passion, the will to win, the spark within
Passion, the strength within the hearts of men
Passion, the drive to press, to strive for best, to rise
You've just arrived the quest is driven through

Passion, to play through pain and love the game
Passion, to break the chain and blaze the flame
Passion, the fight for rights to love your life, to rise
You've just arrived the quest is driven through passion

Propaganda, positive propositions
Politician, musician and a triple optician
Still part of my missions to slaughter the opposition
Critics that don't get it, I tell 'em to stop bitchin'

I do without blacks, I've done it without cash
Strictly for the love of the art, that's passion
Flashin', rappin' or jammin' or sound blastin'
When Quannum meets Expansion, this is what happens

Runnin' through the jungle with a flare gun
Arrow-arms, zonin' out my mind
Like I was hooked on heroine
Take the fire, turn it up and blaze whole forest down
Pullin from within' the inner insane warrior

California to the District of Columbia
Hella high octane, lookin' through a lazy eye
All ablaze, fire, flames, lightin' up the sky
Runnin' through the burnin' sun, yellin'
Ride nigga, ride nigga, ride

Passion, the will to win, the spark within
Passion, the strength within the hearts of men
Passion, the drive to press, to strive for best, to rise
You've just arrived, the quest is driven through

Passion, to play through pain and love the game
Passion, to break the chain and blaze the flame
Passion, the fight for rights to love your life, to rise
You've just arrived, the quest is driven through passion

Desire, the fire that inspires
I don't state facts, I state buildings, like empires
Passion, the journey, the learnin', the time-turnin'
The searchin', the mind yearnin' to wake and find mornin'

Passion, the ladies, they love the long-lastin'
Askin' for action, braced for satisfaction
Passion, the black-skinned African
Jazz-men of the half in Aspen
Relaxed, gettin' my back rubbed

I'm still here, I've seen cats get killed here
I've seen cats make a mil but millionaires still fear
You can buy airplanes but you can't buy cheers
Blackalicious, dilated, vibratin' your ears

Sent vibrations for years, I've been waitin' for years
I've been patient for years, we ain't playin' this year
We hold stake in this here, it ain't safe for this year
We in the zone watch next level, takin' it there, this is

Passion, the will to win, the spark within
Passion, the strength within the hearts of men
Passion, the drive to press, to strive for best, to rise
You've just arrived, the quest is driven through

Passion, to play through pain and love the game
Passion, to break the chain and blaze the flame
Passion, the fight for rights to love your life, to rise
You've just arrived, the quest is driven through passion

Let's listen to this recipe for Chief Xcel
The most astonishing Soul
New seeds of wisdom, craft, and skill
Check it out, y'all
Listen now, to this classic moment from
DJ's, around the world, DJ's around the world

Had a rough week, it got beat by passion
Saddled up, tweaked off a beat, started mashin'
Matador Rica, the heat from the heater
In her world, dwellin', hear the world, yellin' for a leader

I don't bother with the dealers, I take it to the lab
It's Rakaa chillin' with Babs, Xcel, gift of gab
I grab mics and fans gravitate, I can't waste it
My whole life, I wanted it so bad, I could taste it

Passion, the will to win, the spark within
Passion, the strength within the hearts of men
Passion, the drive to press, to strive for best, to rise
You've just arrived the quest is driven through

Passion, to play through pain and love the game
Passion, to break the chain and blaze the flame
Passion, the fight for rights to love your life, to rise
You've just arrived, the quest is driven through passion

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Stakes Is High (Remix) - Lyrics - De La Soul

Title: Stakes Is High (Remix)
Artist: De La Soul
Composer(s): C Bobbit, D Jolicoeur, A Jamal, F Wesley, James Yancey, J Brown, V Mason, K Mercer

Lyric:
The instamatic focal point bringing damage to your boroughs
Be some brothers from the east with some beats that be thorough
Got the solar gravitation so I'm bound to pull it
I gets down like brothers are found ducking from bullets

Gun control means using both hands in my land
Where it's all about the cautious livin'? Migrating to a higher form
Of consequence, compliments of strugglin', that shouldn't be notable
Man, every word I say should be a hip hop quotable

I'm sick of bitch's shakin' asses, I'm sick of talkin' about blunts
Sick of Versace glasses, sick of slang, sick of half-ass awards shows
Sick of name brand clothes, sick of R&B bitches over bullshit tracks
Cocaine and crack which brings sickness to blacks

Sick of swoll' head rappers with their sicker than raps
Clappers and gats, makin' the whole sick world collapse
The facts are gettin' sick even sicker perhaps
Stickabush to make a bundle to escape this synapse

Man life can get all up in your ass baby you betta work it out
Let me tell you what it's all about a skin not considered equal
A meteor has more right than my people, who be wastin' time? Screaming who they've hated, that's why the native tongues
Have officially been reinstated

Vibes, vibrations, stakes is high, higher than high
You know them stakes is high, higher than high
When we talkin' 'bout the vibes, vibrations

Stakes is high, you know them stakes is high
When we dealin' with the vibes, vibrations
Stakes is high, hey yo, what about that love?

Yo, it's about love for cars, love for funds, loving to love mad sex
Loving to love guns, love for opposite, love for fame and wealth
Love for the fact of no longer loving yourself, kid, we living in them
Days of the man made ways where every aspect is vivid

These brothers no longer talk shit, hey yo, these niggas live it
'Bout to give it to you 24/7 on the microphone plug one translating
The zone, no offense to a player, but yo, I don't play
And if you take offense, fuck it, got to be that way
JD Dove, show your love, what you got to say?

I say G's are making figures at a high regard
And niggas dying for it Nowadays ain't odd, investing in fantasies
And not God, welcome to reality, see times is hard
People try to snatch the credit, but can't claim the card

Showing out in videos, saying they cold stars
See, shit like that will make your mama cry
Better watch the way you spend it, 'cause the stakes is high

Y'all know them stakes is high
When we talkin' 'bout the vibes, vibrations
Stakes is high

I think that smiling in public is against the law
'Cause love don't get you through life no more
It's who you know and how you, son and how you gettin' in
And who the man holding, hey yo, and how was the scams
And how high? Yo what up? I heard you caught a body

Seem like every man and woman shared a life with John Gotti
But they ain't organized, mixing crimes with life enzymes
Taking the big scout route and niggas know doubt better
Than they know their daughters and their sons, oh boy

Yo, people go through pain and still don't gain positive contact
Just like my main man, who got others cleaning up
His physical influence, his mind got congested
He got the nine and blew it, neighborhoods are now hoods

'Cause nobody's neighbors, just animals surviving
With that animal behavior, under I, who be rhyming
From dark to light sky, experiments when needles and skin connect
No wonder where we live is called the projects

When them stakes is high you damn sure try to do anything to get
The piece of the pie electrify, even die for the cash but at last I be out Even though you wantin' more, this issue is closed like an elevator door But soon reopened once we get to the next floor where the

Vibes, vibrations, stakes is high, y'all know them stakes is high
When we talkin' 'bout the vibes, vibrations
Stakes is high, stakes is high, come on

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Stakes Is High - Lyrics - Stakes Is High - De La Soul

Title: Stakes Is High
Album: Stakes Is High
Artist: De La Soul
Composer(s): C Bobbit, D Jolicoeur, A Jamal, F Wesley, James Yancey, J Brown, V Mason, K Mercer

Lyric:
The instamatic focal point bringing damage to your boroughs
Be some brothers from the east with some beats that be thorough
Got the solar gravitation so I'm bound to pull it
I gets down like brothers are found ducking from bullets

Gun control means using both hands in my land
Where it's all about the cautious livin'
Migrating to a higher form of consequence, compliments
Of strugglin', that shouldn't be notable
Man, every word I say should be a hip hop quotable

I'm sick of bitches shakin' asses
I'm sick of talkin' about blunts
Sick of Versace glasses, sick of slang
Sick of half-ass awards shows
Sick of name brand clothes
Sick of R 'n' B bitches over bullshit tracks

Cocaine and crack which brings sickness to blacks
Sick of swoll' head rappers with their sicker-than raps
Clappers and gats makin' the whole sick world collapse
The facts are gettin' sick, even sicker perhaps
Stickabush to make a bundle to escape this synapse

Man, life can get all up in your ass baby you betta work it out
Let me tell you what it's all about, a skin not considered equal
A meteor has more right than my people
Who be wastin' time screaming who they've hated
That's why the Native Tongues have officially been re-instated

(Vibes, vibrations)
Stakes is high
(Higher than high)
You know them stakes is high
(Higher than high)
When we talkin' 'bout the

(Vibes, vibrations)
Stakes is high, you know them stakes is high
When we dealin' with the
(Vibes, vibrations)
Stakes is high
(Hey yo, what about that love?)

Yo, it's about love for cars, love for funds
Loving to love mad sex, loving to love guns
Love for opposite, love for fame and wealth
Love for the fact of no longer loving yourself, kid
We living in them days of the man-made ways
Where every aspect is vivid, these brothers no longer talk shit

Hey yo, these niggas live it
'Bout to give it to you 24/7 on the microphone
Plug One translating the zone
No offense to a player, but yo, I don't play
And if you take offense, fuck it, got to be that way
J.D. Dove, show your love, what you got to say?

I say G's are making figures at a high regard
And niggas dying for it nowadays ain't odd
Investing in fantasies and not God
Welcome to reality, see times is hard

People try to snatch the credit, but can't claim the card
Showing out in videos, saying they cold stars
See, shit like that will make your mama cry
Better watch the way you spend it
'Cuz the stakes is high

Y'all know them stakes is high
When we talkin' 'bout the
(Vibes, vibrations)
Stakes is high

I think that smiling in public is against the law
'Cuz love don't get you through life no more
It's who you know and "How you, son?"
And how you gettin' in, and who the man holding
Hey yo, and how was the scams and how high
Yo, what up, huh? I heard you caught a body
Seem like every man and woman shared a life with John Gotti

But they ain't organized

Mixing crimes with life enzymes
Taking the big scout route
And niggas know doubt better
Than they know their daughters
And their sons
(Oh boy)

Yo, people go through pain and still don't gain
Positive contact just like my main man
Who got others cleaning up his physical influence
His mind got congested, he got the nine and blew it
Neighborhoods are now hoods 'cuz nobody's neighbors
Just animals surviving with that animal behavior
Under I who be rhyming from dark to light sky

Experiments when needles and skin connect
No wonder where we live is called the projects
When them stakes is high you damn sure try to do
Anything to get the piece of the pie
Electrify, even die for the cash
But at last I be out even though you wantin' more
This issue is closed like an elevator door
But soon re-opened once we get to the next floor where the

(Vibes, vibrations)
Stakes is high
Y'all know them stakes is high
When we talkin' 'bout the

(Vibes, vibrations)
Stakes is high
Stakes is high, come on

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Police State - Lyrics - Dead Prez

Title: Police State
Artist: Dead Prez
Composer(s): L Alford, A Mair, V Williams, C Gavin

Lyric:
You have the emergence in human society
Of this thing that's called the State
What is the State? The State is this organized bureaucracy
It is the police department, it is the Army, the Navy

It is the prison system, the courts and what have you
This is the State it is a repressive organization
But the State and gee, well, you know you've got to have
The police because if there were no police

Look at what you'd be doing to yourselves
You'd be killing each other if there were no police
But the reality is the police become necessary in human society
Only at that junction in human society where it is split
Between those who have and those who ain't got

I throw a Molotov cocktail at the precinct, you know how we think
Organize the hood under I Ching banners
Red, black and green instead of gang bandannas
FBI spying on us through the radio antennas

And them hidden cameras in the streetlight watching society
With no respect for the people's right to privacy
I'll take a slug for the cause like Huey P.
While all you fake niggas try to copy Master P I want to be free to live

Hey but, they have what I need to live
Bring the power back to the street where the people live
I'm sick of working for crumbs and filling up the prisons
Dying over money and relying on religion for help

We do for self like ants in a colony
Organize the wealth into a socialist economy
A way of life based off the common need
And all my comrades are ready, we just spreading the seed

The average black male live a third of his life in a jail cell
'Cause the world is controlled by the white male
And the people don' never get justice
And the women don' never get respected

And the problems don' never get solved
And the jobs don' never pay enough
So the rent always be late
Can you relate? We living in a Police State

No more bondage, no more political monsters
No more secret space launchers
Government departments started it in the projects
Material objects, thousands up in the closets

Could've been invested in a future for my comrades
Battle contacts, primitive weapons out in combat
Many never come back, pretty niggas be running with gats
Rather get shot in they back than fire back, we tired of that

Corporations hiring blacks, denying the facts
Exploiting us all over the map
That's why I write the shit, I write in my raps
It's documented, I'm in it
Everyday of the week I live in it, breathing it

It's more than just fucking believing it
I'm holding in ones, rolling up my sleeves an' shit
It's Cee-lo for push-ups, now
Many headed for one conclusion
Niggas ain't ready for revolution

The average black male live a third of his life in a jail cell
'Cause the world is controlled by the white male
And the people don' never get justice
And the women don' never get respected

And the problems don' never get solved
And the jobs don' never pay enough
So the rent always be late
Can you relate? We living in a Police State

That's right that developed me
Brought me here and worked me like an animal
Built the political economy off my stolen labor
Made them rich, made me poor

The average black male live a third of his life in a jail cell
'Cause the world is controlled by the white male
And the people don' never get justice
And the women don' never get respected

And the problems don' never get solved
And the jobs don' never pay enough
So the rent always be late
Can you relate? We living in a police state

Why is it that black people and everybody like us
Live in the kind of poverty and misery that we live in?
Everywhere I look around me are nothing but poverty and misery
On the one hand and yet, what I'm seeing is that

Everywhere there's wealth and riches in the world
It's in the white community somewhere
Whether it's in Europe or whether it's right ?cross the
Street from where I was born

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Let Me Go - Lyrics - Heaven 17

Title: Let Me Go
Artist: Heaven 17
Composer(s): Ian Craig Marsh, Glenn Gregory, Martyn Ware

Lyric:
Once there was a day
We were together all the way
An endless path unbroken

But now there is a time
A torture less sublime
Our souls are locked and frozen

Once we were years ahead
But now those thoughts are dead let me go
(Let me go)
All hopeless fantasies are making fools of me, let me go

I walk alone and yet I never say goodbye, let me go
(Let me go)
A change of heart, a change of mind
And heaven fell that night, let me go

I tried but could not bring
The best of everything
Too breathless then to wonder

I died a thousand times
Found guilty of no crime
Now everything is thunder

Daytime, all I want is nighttime, I don't need the
Daytime, all I want is nighttime, I don't need the
Daytime, all I want is nighttime, I don't need the
Daytime, all I want is nighttime, I don't need the

Got to, got to, got to, got to let me go

Once we were years ahead
But now those thoughts are dead, let me go
(Let me go)
All hopeless fantasies are making fools of me, let me go

I walk alone and yet I never say goodbye, let me go
(Let me go)
A change of heart, a change of mind
And heaven fell that night, let me go

The best years of our lives
The hope of it survives
The facts of life unspoken

The only game in town
I'll turn the last card down
And now the bank is broken

Found guilty of no crime
They were the best years of our lives
I'll turn the last card down

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