Finish Line - Lyrics - The Coming - Busta Rhymes

Title: Finish Line
Album: The Coming
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): G Spivey, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
This is dedicated to all those who don't see it coming

You can live true baby you can live trife
Whatever way you chose you got to leave your life
Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to cross
The finish line, the finish line

You can live true baby you can live trife
Whatever way you chose you got to leave your life
Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to cross
The finish line, the finish line

And yo! I can't afford to waste a second
Steppin' with my eyes on niggaz checkin' on my weapons
Every millisecond, motherfuckers say they true to this
But when they grab the microphone they shit sound like stupidness

Hah, mad to pull another vicious scandal
I know that you can't handle when I flip from other angles
Now feel my hot wax, burning from my melting candles
You can't take the heat, so you switch from boots to wearing sandals

This is for example, shit will make a nigga curse
When worse comes to worse, you be the first to disperse now
We don't believe your man was living like that
Hoping to find that nigga see exactly where his heart was at

It's a damn shame how son know your style, know your name
Watch how he pull your file, make you wish you never fuckin' came
Now even the hardest motherfucker has his final day
So kill that shit you talkin', and be about your fuckin' way

You can live true baby you can live trife
Whatever way you chose you got to leave your life
Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to cross
The finish line, the finish line

You can live true baby you can live trife
Whatever way you chose you got to leave your life
Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to cross
The finish line, the finish line

Yo, everyday I see you on the block smoking
With a bunch of niggaz scoping on how they can split you wide open
You don't even know what's going on up in your circle
Awful murder niggaz itch to leave you black blue and purple

Ahh, your man came to put you on and tried to make you bleed
Hit you with some shit that left you flippin' mad in disbelief
You just can't believe that niggaz that you smoke with is on it
And the way they rass they really got to bust yo' shit

Thought your man was joking, paid no attention to the situation
Got with your crew and just continued smoking
Now your man sit and watch you panic
In any other situation you'd be fronting like you gigantic

I guess all that fronting is your main talent
It's apparent, he can see right through you like you transparent
Aiyyo, you need to watch your back you running out of time
Watch your step, 'cuz you only inches from the finish line

You can live true baby you can live trife
Whatever way you chose you got to leave your life
Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to cross
The finish line, the finish line

You can live true baby you can live trife
Whatever way you chose you got to leave your life
Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to cross
The finish line, the finish line

Now, there's about a million motherfuckers on your trail
Quick to bust your shit for every single time your words failed
I'm watchin' all the moves you makin' fuck the speculatin'
Super-bitch nigga you just be fakin' if I'm not mistakin'

Every move you fake you dig your grave a little deeper
Come around me with that shit I'ma flip it to my brother's keeper
Listen to this, over stress my emphasis
I insist to fix and bring the noise as long as I exist

Now you walk around the streets with all that shit you speak
And step inside the club just to receive the illest ass beating
Hoo, take a look around you get no type of sympathy
Impatiently, I sit and watch you die in your own iniquity

Hah, now you out dead and stinkin', and your eyes are no longer blinkin'
Time caught up quick, with your little bitch way of thinkin'
Ahh, watch you diminish, while your niggaz have to put a finish
On your misleading false image

You can live true baby you can live trife
Whatever way you chose you got to leave your life
Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to cross
The finish line, the finish line

You can live true baby you can live trife
Whatever way you chose you got to leave your life
Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to cross
The finish line, the finish line

You can live true baby you can live trife
Whatever way you chose you got to leave your life
Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to cross
The finish line, the finish line

You can live true baby you can live trife
Whatever way you chose you got to leave your life
Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to cross
The finish line, the finish line

You can live true baby you can live trife
Whatever way you chose you got to leave your life
Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to cross
The finish line, the finish line

Word is bond, bond is life
You shall be willing to give your life before your words shall fail
All those who out there frontin', misleading they peoples
Actin' other than they really are

It will catch up to you player, word is bond
So that's specifically to all those fake motherfuckers
Living out here on that bullshit
Trying to act like they know what the fuck's going on

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The Extra Mile - Lyrics - Laura Pausini

Title: The Extra Mile
Artist: Laura Pausini
Composer(s): Andrew Marcus Frampton, Pam Sheyne, Tina Arena

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Lyric:
Countless eyes are watching in this, our finest hour
It's time to realize the dream and who we really are
I'm gonna freeze this place in time rise to meet the call
Seize the moment, make it mine and, through it all

Straight as the arrow flies
I will run towards the finish line
With all the strength I've found
My feet won't touch the ground

I will scale the heights, if I believe
Your wings of faith will carry me
I'll go the distance, just to reach
The arms I'm running to
I'll go the extra mile for you, [Incomprehensible]

I know it won't be easy to make you understand
I want to take the glory and put it in your hands
'Cause you're the light that makes me shine
You're the hero in my eyes
Win or lose, do or die, I have made it high

Straight as the arrow flies
I will run towards the finish line
With all the strength I've found
My feet won't touch the ground

I will scale the heights, if I believe
Your wings of faith will carry me
I'll go the distance, just to reach
The arms I'm running to
I'll go the extra mile for you

(Go the extra mile)
In the end
(Go the extra mile)
I want to be able to say
I gave all of me for the world to see
And I would do it all again
I'd go the extra mile

Straight as the arrow flies
I will run towards the finish line
With all the strength I've found
My feet won't touch the ground

I will scale the heights, if I believe
Your wings of faith will carry me
I'll go the distance, just to reach
The arms I'm running to
I'll go the extra mile for you
Knowing it would be worthwhile
I will go the extra mile for you

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The Human Race - Lyrics - Randy Travis

Title: The Human Race
Artist: Randy Travis
Composer(s): Jimmy Phillips, Tim Mensy, Gene Dobbins

Lyric:
We've flown to the moon
But have we missed the boat along the way?
We reached for the stars
But are we that far removed from the cave?

We've got radios and coda phones, computers
We found satellites in space
Now everybody's talking
So tell me why we can't communicate

Are we losing the human race?
Do we ever really learn from our mistakes?
Who's ahead, who's behind?
Will there be a finish line?
Are we losing the human race?

Nations are starving
While we pay our farmers not to grow their grain
Fossil fuel is going up in smoke
And coming down in acid rain

The more that we progress it seems
The farther we keep slipping down that drain
It's a no-win situation
So tell me why we have to play the game

Are we losing the human race?
Do we ever really learn from our mistakes?
Who's ahead, who's behind?
Will there be a finish line?
Are we losing the human race?

Who's ahead, who's behind?
Will there be a finish line?
Are we losing the human race?

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The Human Race - Lyrics - Steven Curtis Chapman

Title: The Human Race
Artist: Steven Curtis Chapman
Composer(s): Steven Curtis Chapman, James Isaac Elliott

Lyric:
In a world of winners and losers, some are used, some are the users
It?s a push and shove race of trying to get ahead
In the dust of all the confusion, we make a choice, truth or illusion
Will we listen to lies or hear what the Father says

We are running in a human race
Where nobody wants to settle for second place
But we?ve got to run it at a different pace
?Cause the first will be last and the last will be first
At the end of the human race

In a day when values are changing
What kind of ground are we really gaining
Who are we trying to serve by going the extra mile
We can?t trade the truth for the fashion
We?ve got to live a life of compassion
And those we touch are the prize that waits at the finish line

We are running in a human race
Where nobody wants to settle for second place
But we?ve got to run it at a different pace
?Cause the first will be last and the last will be first
At the end of the human race

We are running in the human race
We must run it at a different pace
?Cause we?ll all meet the Father face to face
At the finish line of the human race

We are running in the human race
We must run it at a different pace
?Cause we?ll all meet the Father face to face
At the finish line of the human race

We are running in a human race
Where nobody wants to settle for second place
But we?ve got to run it at a different pace
?Cause the first will be last and the last will be first
At the end of the human race

We are running in a human race
?Cause the first will be last and the last will be first
At the end of the human race
We are running in a human race

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Like It Or Leave It - Lyrics - Insomniatic - Aly &Amp; Aj

Title: Like It Or Leave It
Album: Insomniatic
Artist: Aly &Amp; Aj
Composer(s): Antonia Armato, Amanda Michalka, Tim James, Alyson Michalka

Lyric:
You say you don't know me
You say you don't owe me
You say that you won't be happy waiting
You think that you're worth it
You think you deserve it
You want it all right now, your way

Together we're one
(That is my finish line)
Together we're one
(Why don't you realize?)
Together we're one
(I know that every thing's gonna be fine, together)

Together we're one, one in a million
Don't be afraid, don't say you've got plenty on the way
Don't you worry, it's gonna be brilliant
Like it or leave it, I can't help but feel like
I'm one, one in a million

I'm worth all the crap that I'm putting you through
I'll be blunt, the honest truth is
Like it or love it or leave it

You decide, you decide
Don't waste my time
Sit back and unwind now
It's gonna be fine now
You can't justify your impatience

Together we're one
(That is my finish line)
Together we're one
(Why don't you realize?)
Together we're one
(I know that every thing's gonna be fine, together)

Together we're one, one in a million
Don't be afraid, don't say you've got plenty on the way
Don't you worry, it's gonna be brilliant
Like it or leave it I can't help but feel like
I'm one, one in a million

I'm worth all the crap that I'm putting you through
I'll be blunt, the honest truth is
Like it or love it or leave it

What was that line in that one movie?
When he looked at her like it would last forever
Said to her face that he'd do whatever it took to be her boy
But above all what he wanted most, credits roll, curtains close
Then you whispered in my ear

Together we're one in a million
(Don't be afraid)
Together we're one in a million
(Don't be afraid)

Together we're one, one in a million
Don't be afraid, don't say you've got plenty on the way
Don't you worry, it's gonna be brilliant
Like it or leave it, I can't help but feel like
I'm one, one in a million

I'm worth all the crap that I'm putting you through
I'll be blunt, the honest truth is
Like it or love it or leave it

You decide, you decide
Don't waste my time
You decide, you decide
Leave it

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Love - Lyrics - Black On Both Sides - Mos Def

Title: Love
Album: Black On Both Sides
Artist: Mos Def
Composer(s): Dante Beze, Charles Njapa

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Lyric:
They say the goodness in life
Belongs to those who believe
So, I believe, yes

I start to think, and then I sink
Into the paper, like I was ink
When I'm writing I'm trapped in between the line
I escape when I finish the rhyme
(Aiyyo)

I start to think, and then I sink
Into the paper, like I was ink
When I'm writing I'm trapped in between the line
I escape when I finish the rhyme
(Aiyyo)

My pops said he was in love when he made me
Thought about it for a second, wasn't hard to see
I could hear he was sincere, was a game of promotion
The entire affair's probably charged wit emotion

But love call your heart, I guess you got to pursue
12-11-73 my life is testament
Praise the beneficent, element that rest
Devoid in the form that make love manifest
I spent my early years in Roosevelt Project

It was a bright valley wit some dark prospects
In '83, Venny C was the host wit the most
I listened to the Rap Attack and held the radio close
I listened to the Rap Attack and held the radio close

This is far before the days of high glamor and pose
Aiyyo power from the street light made the place dark
I know a few understand what I'm talkin' about
It was love for the thing that made me wanna stay out
It was love for the thing that made me stay in the house

Spendin' time, writin' rhymes
Tryin' to find words that describe the vibe, that's inside the space
When you close yo' eyes and screw yo' face
Is this the pain of too much tenderness
To make me nod my head in reverence

Should I visit this place and remember it?
To build landmarks here as evidence
Night time, spirit shook my temperament
To write rhymes that portray this sentiment

We live the now for the promise of the infinite
We live the now for the promise of the infinite
And we believe in the promise
(Love, love, love)
Yes yes, y'all and we don't stop because

I start to think, and then I sink
Into the paper, like I was ink
When I'm writing I'm trapped in between the line
I escape when I finish the rhyme
(Aiyyo)

I got love, L O V E and I be
Love, L O V E to MC
Get love, L O V E and I be
Love, L O V E I MC

Get love, L O V E and I be
Love, L O V E to MC
Get love, L O V E and I be
The M O S D E F initely

Check it out y'all, feel me out y'all
Feel me out y'all, hear my out y'all
Check me, out y'all
Feel me out y'all, check it out y'all
Now hear out y'all
(Bounce)

Check me out y'all, feel me out y'all
Check me out y'all, feel me out y'all
Feel me out y'all
(Hear me bounce y'all)
Check me out y'all, check it out y'all

My folks said they was in love when they had me
I take they love they made me wit to make rhymes and beats
(Can you feel?)
The raw deal, it's all wheel-driven
Contemplate the essence of beats, rhymes and living

Speech in line wit the rhythm, designed wit the rhythm
Ears and eyes keepin' good time wit the rhythm
I shine wit the rhythm, the Black Star Gallactica
Big number fleetin', we ancient like the Abbacca's

After us, I see most proceed to be trees
Sproutin' leaves, given breeze to the we who believe
I MC, which means I must cultivate the earth
Back straight backs, hard beats and hard work

I be the funky drummer to soften the hard earth
(Amen)
Pray Allah keep my soul and heart clean
(Amen)
Pray the same thing again for all my team

This go out to Fort Greene and on out to Queens
Uptown to Boogie Down, yo just look around
And shook up the world, like Ali in 6-3
(Right)
I'm reachin' the height that you said cannot be

I'm bringin' the light but you said we can't see
Saw the new day commin', and it look just like me
Some burst through the clouds, my photo ID
I bring light to your day and raise yo' degree

The Universal Magnetic, you must respect it
From end to beginning, [unverified] true and livin'
Every changing, it was a state of magnificent
Building it now for the promise of the infinite
Building it now for the promise of the infinite because

I start to think, and then I sink
Into the paper, like I was ink
When I'm writing I'm trapped in between the line
I escape when I finish the rhyme
(Aiyyo)

I got love, L O V E and I be
Love, L O V E to MC
Get love, L O V E and I be
Love, L O V E to MC

Get love, L O V E and I be
Love, L O V E to MC
Get love, L O V E and I be
The M O S D E F initely

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These Fevered Times - Lyrics - Darkest Hour

Title: These Fevered Times
Artist: Darkest Hour
Composer(s): Paul Wayne Burnette, John Blakemore Henry, Kristopher Norris, Ryan Littlefield Parrish, Michael Schleibaum

Lyric:
My heart's been racing with my mind
To the finish line of these fevered times
Stuck down again
This turbulence has overcome tranquility

Pounding the walls inside
These thoughts I can't control
And shooting through my veins
These heightened senses overwhelming

Confusion replaces clarity
A neurotic rearrangement
You know the feeling when down
Feels up to it's old tricks again, it's so misleading

When it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest
Out of breath on the bathroom floor
And I'll make light of this night and night of this day
It's what I tell myself to sleep, when I dream myself awake

When it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest
Out of breath on the bathroom floor
And I'll make light of this night and night of this day
It's what I tell myself to sleep, when I dream myself awake

When it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest
Out of breath on the bathroom floor
And I'll make light of this night and night of this day
It's what I tell myself to sleep, when I dream myself awake

Pounding the walls inside
These thoughts I can't control
And shooting through my veins
These heightened senses overwhelming

My heart's been racing with my mind
To the finish line of these fevered times
These fevered times

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Tha Mobb - Lyrics - Tha Carter, Vol. 2 - Lil' Wayne

Title: Tha Mobb
Album: Tha Carter, Vol. 2
Artist: Lil' Wayne
Composer(s): Gregory Green, Wilson Turbinton, Seon Thomas, Dwayne Carter

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Lyric:
Yeah, hard body
(Hard body)
Carter, carter, carter, yeah
Let's go

Cash Money, Young Money, motherfuck the other side
They can fuck with us if they want, I bring 'em homicide
Word to my momma I'm gonna continue bombin'
'Til they gettin' out the game, it's like comin' out of a coma
I'm tryin' but I'm normal when this rap shit get borin'
All I ask is that you pray for me
(Please)

And the beat keep cryin' and I'mma keep beatin' her
Fee' I'm fuckin' her, I'm deep in her sleep in her
And what happens when the reaper come
(Huh)
I'm just hopin' that he sends that elevator up
I made enough I ain't meant shit
So while I'm here I'mma take that and take this
(Nigga)

Breakfast, yes, let's eat, wipe ya mouth when ya finished
Then hunt for the lunch and dinner no beginner
To the criminal activity, fuck with them, they rushin' in
Like Seminoles Indians no bow and arrows Harold
Just leaners Cheena just choppers Robert
Carter II, tell me how is you gon' stop a riot
I lock and seal it up the best I could feel it
(Yeah)

I'm in the lead, I can pop a wheelie
(Got 'em)
Not for rookies late bloomers stay in the womb
(Go)
I'm here muhfucker make room, boom
Young Tune the big kahuna
It's my ocean, baby, y'all niggaz is tuna
Better now than sooner junior

Fly around ya city, try and take another tune ya
I ain't goin' nowhere special, I won't never leave
Shit, I'm already a legend if I ever leave
Game get rid of me? Not little me
Man, I got 'em, I'mma get 'em B
(I got 'em B)
I'm hungry like I didn't eat
I want it like I didn't see a mill before seventeen

What the fuck you niggaz tellin' me?
You pups can't keep up with the pedigree
Catch me where the weather be somewhere in the seventies
Call myself settling palm trees Promethezine but what's new?
Sometimes I can't cut through that rough loop
Get fucked so many times til it's fuck you
(Fuck 'em)

So how you wan' do it, baby, we can get it
All you gotta do is say it and I'm wit' it
Money and murder you, my nigga, my jelly preserver
I'mma ride baby, til' the judge give me a verdict, yeah
Hear me or heard me, I get it and serve it
'Cuz every time I did it I hit it and hurt it, yeah
Now I kill it, the mission accomplished
The niggaz abolished the bitches astonished

Then they pay homage when did they find it but
Now that they know it's a must I remind 'em so
They don't forget it, I underline it and
I'm in the sky when the thunder's cryin' young'n
I been through all that I done, done what you sayin'
I put it down when the others was playin'
When the jungle was open, I rolled in with the riders
Stole food from the bears and bought it back to the lions

Quote, unquote with the eighth, I'm a gorilla but lighter
Wit' the eye of a tiger the heart of a fighter, yeah
Start 'em, ignite 'em, I walk through fire
Watch the flames start multiplyin', whoo, yeah
Alter a nigga nina talk to a nigga
Take a chunk outcha body like a shark bit a nigga
I'm awkward like Cartwright fuck wit' a nigga
Shot ugly but my arch right come on dog bark bite

Fork in the road, I'm always goin' right
Nowadays knowin' life ain't no more road lights
We can't see but we gon' make it to the finish line
It's right there, the goal line right behind the scrimmage line
Touchdown check the scoreboard gimme mines
Semi 9 fit me fine hit a nigga twenty times
Damn, then one more to the face just
(Bow)

So they close the casket like I pay to close the case
I'm made straight mafia shit front line
Top rank ready to die for my shit and the obvious shit
If I talk about my robbery they prolly get rich
So fuck 'em, I'mma let 'em sit
And I ain't duckin' 'cuz I'm right here I'm just enough
I don't care who at the top of the stairs I'm steppin' up
See you fuckin' up the money, baby, that ain't good business

You startin' to look like a witness and this is
For the gangstas and the bitches, the hustlers and the hoes
Crossover whatever mainstream know
'Cuz Wayne thinks silent Wayne'll never fold
You heard it right here if the game was ever told
Lift up ya toes and look under a rug
Trust me there's history under all that dust

So deep down in the dirty there lies us
(Who?)
Yeah, Cash Money Records and I'm still up front
Stunna pop a bottle, baby, peel us a blunt
Let's eat and talk about all them niggaz we cut
What? You know what? Let's not fuck up our lunch
That's real shit if you ever seen such
Chuch

Tha Mobb
Nigga

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Everybody On The Line Outside - Lyrics - Flipmode Squad

Title: Everybody On The Line Outside
Artist: Flipmode Squad
Composer(s): H Baumann, R Mcnair, C Franke, W Notise, G Spivey, E Froese, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Flipmode word bond
Flipmode coming word bond
Flipmode here word bond
Feel no fear word bond
Uh-uh-uh uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh uh-uh
1998 Hot shit

Hitting you off baby you do it like this yo
Crazy maybe a nigga look shadey
Admire the nigga and let me shine baby
Shine my nickel 380 yo it's all gravy
Never play me, follow orders you better obey me
Sisco and dance all in the discos
Crib show with alot of bitches from here to frisco
Yah-yay my nigga or yippe yai yo
Met a spanish chick I think her name is santiago
The way she blow I never been blowed before
Beyond a level where I could'nt take it no more
Put it on shorty then I bounce through the backdoor
She said hold on baby come here blaze it on the floor
Now I finish with that
Nigga give me my trap
Staking whole lot of money get me before I finish my rap
Think your shit don't stink
Drunk crossed eyed nigga
Walk crooked still spilling your drink
Jam on

Everybody's on the line outside
Make you feel good make you come for the ride
Going do it to my people till your're satisfied
Can't do it like this no matter how much you try
I know you want to wild out come inside
From the left to the right lets coincide
All night flipmode coming open wide
Wave your hand up in the air until your hands get tired

Now I'm on charge
The party's going down at the club mirage
Rampage I'm still large
Coming in the door with my flipmode squad
Vip pass flex on the blast
Honey's in the corner yo I got to think fast
Play my game right if I want some ass
If I want to spend some cash, moet all night
Dont look at me wrong man your pokets ain't tight
I got a rolly that'll shine all night
This is that jam that make you ballers want to fight
And all you pretty ladies just wild for the night
Put your bottles in the air from your left to your right
It's rampage you can call me legendary
I drink alize with a little cranberry
I clear my throat
Got the flyest mink coat
I told you before yo I'm going for broke
Gebose

Everybody's on the line outside
Make you feel good make you come for the ride
Going do it to my people till your're satisfied
Can't do it like this no matter how much you try
I know you want to wild out come inside
From the left to the right lets coincide
All night flipmode coming open wide
Wave your hand up in the air until your hands get tired

Rotate the club
Locate the love
Pulsate with the squeeze ass
Double g cans fatigue shafts
Out your league math
Jeeps crash dent like bean bags
New york city rub squishy touch and theme tags
Not a dollar to loose
Man let me hollar at you
Never head wobble with fool
Tomorrow was cruel to flock on the moon
La la bye messaging your crew
Travel at high speeds
No ID
God on the move
Pardon me duke
Nationwide thick base collide
The gritty groove, smash fifty-two
And levitate your side
Who want it?
Your back weak running like athletes
Get on it
Huh blaze the streets with no warning
Andale andale my people move for the montary
Jack cheese collapse streets now put the john away
Put the john away, put the john away

Everybody's on the line outside
Make you feel good make you come for the ride
Going do it to my people till your're satisfied
Can't do it like this no matter how much you try
I know you want to wild out come inside
From the left to the right lets coincide
All night flipmode coming open wide
Wave your hand up in the air until your hands get tired

Everybody's on the line outside
Make you feel good make you come for the ride
Going do it to my people till your're satisfied
Can't do it like this no matter how much you try
I know you want to wild out come inside
From the left to the right lets coincide
All night flipmode coming open wide
Wave your hand up in the air until your hands get tired

Yeah flipmode raw deluxe hot shit
1998 1999 Year 2000
Say what lord have mercy
Say what rampage the last nigga
Say what busta rhymes the lyrical
Say what say what say what

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Seashell Tale - Lyrics - Bright Eyes

Title: Seashell Tale
Artist: Bright Eyes
Composer(s): Matthew Ward

Lyric:
Two three four

Let's go place some money on the order of the horses
Break the ribbon of that famous finish line
And we'll gather up our stash babe
Find a little ranch baby and buy a lonely little pony to ride

Well I know I was lucky when the needle came and stuck me
This porcupine came and poked my cactus hide
So let me finish what I start babe open up your heart babe
I saw a land of milk and honey in your mind

Our flesh and blood has found me in your arms again
See the whisper of the wind has found your hair again
And though my heart said give me refuge in you dignity my dear
All I could do was put a seashell to your ear

Our flesh and blood has found me in your arms again
I see the whisper of the wind has found your hair again
And though my heart said give me refuge in your dignity my dear
All I could do was put a seashell to your ear

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Actions Without Love - Lyrics - Chantal Kreviazuk

Title: Actions Without Love
Artist: Chantal Kreviazuk
Composer(s): Chantal Kreviazuk

Lyric:
He ran a marathon, he didn't quite finish
He didn't quite cross the finish line
Actions without love
It never really crossed his mind

He sure got the accent down
And he sure can swoon the lady
And ya know, one day he'll learn
Actions without love, actions without love
The whole bloody language

She pulled out her cheque-book
She asked what the date was
She had to double-check
Actions without love, actions without love
She had to have an audience
Actions without love, actions without love
Love

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Where I'M From - Lyrics - R.U.L.E. - Ja Rule

Title: Where I'M From
Album: R.U.L.E.
Artist: Ja Rule
Composer(s): Artie Green, Andre L Parker, Jeffrey B Atkins, Irving Domingo Lorenzo, Demi Mcghee, Lloyd Polite

Lyric:
Hey, comin' from where I'm from, I'm from
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Kids get killed in ghettos, shot up over the car Limos
While they mom was at home, tears hittin' the pillow
Where women in the middle in a seminal funereal
Shed a tear 'cause he lost his son the same way a year ago

It's the same ego spiritual, we thuggin' in harmony
They say, "Death brings life, there exchange no robbery"
If I'm wrong pardon me, I'm just tired of poverty
Why them niggaz in the hood never hit the lottery

Unless they go lottery, first round in the draft
First we dustin' off the rounds and we slip in the mag'
Then we slip on the masks and go out and mash
And we call it feeding our family, y'all call it a tragedy, damn

How I could just kill a man?
Watch his blood flow like a river then rinse his blood off of my hand
If you hearing me speak please Lord give me a chance
Please forgive me of my sins 'cause we cleansed where I'm from

Me and my niggaz ride
Even when the sun don't shine and it's cold outside
Never run in or hide 'cause some niggaz hate it
But I can't get faded 'cause I done made it

Instead of struggling or strive
Survive my weight how these ghetto streets of mine
This is coming from where I'm from, I'm from
We all walk back in line

Now everybody know that everybody said, "Nobody can hide from beef
Except but us, who surprised when these kids get killed on the streets"
Look how these animals eat that's how they talk 'bout us
While they shed they joke and laugh puttin' a choke round us

Can I get a moment of silence?
'Cause they claimin' it's the murderers that's causin' all the violence
What 'bout the ones that protect to serve our honor
Poppin' the blue colla' with shots soon to follow

The ghettos in horror 'cause in this boy shot went back
And now the neighborhood hot and he can't move the crack
When it's all about the dollars
And he'll individually get murdered 'cause money is power

But then these snitch's get to talking and it's colder than ours
Cuffed and crimed on the bus heading straight to the Island
He was only 13 but tried us in the dope and as high as the coast
Because ain't no more children in the ghetto where I'm from

Me and my niggaz ride
Even when the sun don't shine and it's cold outside
Never run in or hide 'cause some niggaz hate it
But I can't get faded 'cause I done made it

Instead of struggling or strive
Survive my weight how these ghetto streets of mine
This is coming from where I'm from, I'm from
We all walk back in line

We ain't all killers in prison
Matter fact that's a stereo typical thought of livin'
'Cause they don't know about the hood and them love in it
Summer time top down with the wood finish

Pushin' hard, uptown windows slightly tinted
Back to back Benz and jeeps, blowin' weed with my niggaz
On our way to a house party, gonna fuck with some bitchs
Let's get some liquor for shorty who said she make us some chicken

And if we get 'em drunk enough
We probably could freak 'em and do it every other weekend
If I don't have to kill niggaz, I never would leave the ghetto
I'm like an angel that put on a halo
Cradle the grave of my niggaz that we lost in the ghetto

'Cause where I'm from in the ghetto we rock white tee's and Nike's
Roll 3 dice and name our dope ice cream
Set trends and y'all follow our lead
But in New Yitti niggaz follow they dreams, where I'm from

Me and my niggaz ride
Even when the sun don't shine and it's cold outside
Never run in or hide 'cause some niggaz hate it
But I can't get faded 'cause I done made it

Instead of struggling or strive
Survive my weight how these ghetto streets of mine
This is coming from where I'm from, I'm from
We all walk back in line

Now I lay me down and sleep
And I pray for the Lord, my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Pray to the Lord, my soul to take, yeah
Pray for the Lord, my soul to take, oh, oh yeah

Me and my niggaz ride
Even when the sun don't shine and it's cold outside
Never run in or hide 'cause some niggaz hate it
But I can't get faded 'cause I done made it

Instead of struggling or strive
Survive my weight how these ghetto streets of mine
This is coming from where I'm from, I'm from
We all walk back in line

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Peel Off - Lyrics - Jin

Title: Peel Off
Artist: Jin
Composer(s): Amaury Michel, Anthony Parino, Jin Auyeung

Lyric:
Go, elite, yeah, Double R uh
Come on, Crafty Plugz, what
Go, what up Amaury, yeah
Go, yeah, let's go, c'mon

Peel off, if you got a system in the trunk
Shoes on your whip and you rollin' up a blunt
Peel off, if you wild, racin' for the dough
And the flag hits the floor and they yellin' out go

Peel off, if you see the pigs on your tail
Knowin' if you get locked that you won't make bail
Peel off, whatchu gonna do?
Peel off

When I, cruise the strip, you know that it's me
Split the crowd in half like Moses did to the seas
0 to 60 in 4 flat, make you look inferior
Funny how my throwback matches the interior

I ain't scared of ya, c'mon let's be serious
Can't catch me I'm, "2 Fast 2 Furious, Part Two"
Bullshit walks and cash talks, what's that sound
My low pros burnin' up the asphalt

Drop top Spyder in the summer I'm good
Lost your words soon as you look under the hood
Twin cam turbo, your man's in shock
Only words comin' out your mouth, damn that's hot

Got a spoiler on the back every time I skate off
You thinkin' it's a jet that's about to take off
Cash and pink slips, whole enchilada
Soon as the lights turn green, you know that you gotta

Peel off, if you got a system in the trunk
Shoes on your whip and you rollin' up a blunt
Peel off, if you wild, racin' for the dough
And the flag hits the floor and they yellin' out go

Peel off, if you see the pigs on your tail
Knowin' if you get locked that you won't make bail
Peel off, whatchu gonna do?
Peel off

I got a, need for speed, I'm freezin' up time
Wanna, race the kid, throw your keys on the line
I'm switchin' gears, never brake for the curb
Cross the finish line twice before you make it to third

With a fly ass shorty in the passenger side
One hand on the wheel, one hand on her thigh
Y'all can't see me, peekin' through the tinted windows
Just to get a glimpse of Francine Dee

Let the, haters talk, I've been called rumors
See me on the cover of the Import Tuner
Lookin' at the skyline, I cocked for the race
Even got an Evo 8 that ain't dropped in the States

This ain't for no amateurs
Every time I roll through hot imports nights it's lights, cameras
Action, you know who's the headline
Do a buck sixty every time I redline

Peel off, if you got a system in the trunk
Shoes on your whip and you rollin' up a blunt
Peel off, if you wild, racin' for the dough
And the flag hits the floor and they yellin' out go

Peel off, if you see the pigs on your tail
Knowin' if you get locked that you won't make bail
Peel off, whatchu gonna do?
Peel off

Ain't a damn thing stock, you see the difference is
I'm a Pioneer just like your system is
Two screens on the dash, you choose the best view
Wireless control for the PS2

Skip the bullshit, and the foolishness too
They say we disturbin' tha peace like Ludacris crew
You want war? I'm settlin' the score
No lookin' back now put the pedal to the floor

Peel off, if you got a system in the trunk
Shoes on your whip and you rollin' up a blunt
Peel off, if you wild, racin' for the dough
And the flag hits the floor and they yellin' out go

Peel off, if you see the pigs on your tail
Knowin' if you get locked that you won't make bail
Peel off, whatchu gonna do?
Peel off

Peel off, if you got a system in the trunk
Shoes on your whip and you rollin' up a blunt
Peel off, if you wild, racin' for the dough
And the flag hits the floor and they yellin' out go

Peel off, if you see the pigs on your tail
Knowin' if you get locked that you won't make bail
Peel off, whatchu gonna do?
Peel off

All my people in the place to be, uh
Let me hear you say
Uh, if you rockin' with me
Let me hear you say
Uh, Double R, uh yeah
Haha, oh c'mon
You ain't ready, I run these streets

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Z - Justify My Thug - Lyrics - The Black Album - Jay

Title: Z - Justify My Thug
Album: The Black Album
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Ingrid Chavez, Madonna Louise Ciccone, Darryl Mcdaniels, Madonna Lawrence Smith, Lenny Kravitz, Joseph Ward Simmons, Shawn Carter, David Blake

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Lyric:
This feel right, right here, quick
It's like it's supposed to happen, this one right here
Young, God damn
Let me justify my thug on this one right here

It goes one o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock rock
Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock rock
Eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, the party 'bout to pop
Then rock a fella, yo

It's your boy S. Dot 'n' I ain't never been to jail
I ain't never pay a nigga to do no dirt for me
I was scared to do myself
I will never tell even if it means sittin' in a cell
I ain't never ran, never will

I ain't never been smacked
A nigga better keep his hands to himself
Or get clapped for what's under that man's belt
I never asked for nothin' I don't demand of myself
Honesty, loyalty, friends and then wealth

Death before dishonor and I tell you what else
I tighten my belt 'fore I beg for help
Foolish pride is what held me together through the years
I wasn't felt, which is why I ain't never played myself

I just play the hand I'm dealt, I can't say I've never knelt
Before God and asked for better cards at times to no avail
But I never sat back feelin' sorry for myself
If you don't give me heaven, I'll raise hell 'til it's heaven

Justify my thug
(For you)
My thug, my thug for you
(Hoping, praying for you, for you)
(Fresh)

To justify my thug
My thug, my thug for you
(Hoping, praying for you, for you)
(Fresh)

Now if you shoot my dog, I'ma kill your cat
Just the unwritten laws in rap, know that
For every action there's a reaction, don't have me relapsin'
Relaxin's what I'm about but about mine

Don't be actin' like you can't see street action
Take me back to reasonable doubt time
You see my mind's on the finish line, facin' the wreck
I put my muh'fuckin' faith in the tec, tell Satan not yet

You understand I am chasin' my breath
I am narrowly escapin' my death, oh yes
I am the Michael Schumacher of the roc roster
Travelin' Mach 5, barrelin' my power can stop God

God forgive me but I can't let them deliver me to you
Until I won this race, then eventually
My engine gone burn out, I get whatever is meant for me
However it turns out fine, red line

Justify my thug
(For you)
My thug, my thug for you
(Hoping, praying for you)
(Fresh)

To justify my thug
My thug, my thug for you
(Hoping, praying for you)
(Fresh)

They say, "An eye for an eye", we both lose our sight
And two wrongs don't make a right
But when you been wrong and you know all along
That it's just one life, at what point does one fight?
(Good question, right)

'Fore you knock the war try to put your dogs in it
Ten-and-a-halfs for a minute-and-a-half
Bet that stops all the grinnin' and the laughs
When you play the game of life and the win ain't in the bag

When your options is none and the pen is all you have
Or the block, niggaz standin' tight, there's limits on the ave
Tryin' to cop or shot-call, they self cleansin' in the cash
But can't put they name on paper 'cause then you on blast

Mr. President, there's drugs in our residence
Tell me what you want me to do, come break bread with us
Mr. Governor, I swear there's a cover up
Every other corner there's a liquor store, fuck is up

Justify my thug
(For you)
My thug, my thug for you
(Hoping, praying for you)
(Fresh)

To justify my thug
(For you)
My thug, my thug for you
(Hoping, praying for you)
(Fresh)

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The Ghost At Number One - Lyrics - Jellyfish

Title: The Ghost At Number One
Artist: Jellyfish
Composer(s): Andy Sturmer, Roger Manning

Lyric:
Ugly apparition, God's gift to oxygen
The puffed up immortal son
How they love him 'cause he'll become
The ghost at number one

How does it feel
To be the only one?
How does it feel
To be the only one that knows that you're right?

How does it feel
To be a loaded gun?
How does it feel
Inside a chamber packed with piss and spite?

Sure life's no cherry but a cupcake for the meek
So he shoots up his poison
Until the frosting tastes so sweet
(Like the Valentine)

Yeah, he's givin' it all he's got
The king of rebels hit the jackpot
But his finish line was an artistic flop
Even the critics can't outrun the ghost at number one

How does it feel
To be the only one?
How does it feel
To be the only one that knows that you're right?

How does it feel
To be a chalk line dollar sign?
How does it feel
About the address all the widows write?

Mrs. Lynn, the fruit of your labor
Gives us a Saviour, nappy superstar
To you we bid congratulations, to him adulation
A blessed life begun for the ghost at number one

How does it feel
To be the only one?
How does it feel
To be the only one that knows that you're right?

How does it feel
To be a visionary poet?
How does it feel
To pack a pen with vinegar and insight?

How does it feel
To be the only one?
How does it feel
To be the only one that knows that you're right?

How does it feel
To be a so deep down underground?
How does it feel
To be the only one who knows you've been buried alive?

Mrs. Lynn, the fruit of your labor
Gives us a Saviour
Mrs. Lynn, the fruit of your labor
Gives us a Saviour

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Learning How To Smile - Lyrics - Songs From An American Movie-Vol. 1: Learning How To Smile - Everclear

Title: Learning How To Smile
Album: Songs From An American Movie-Vol. 1: Learning How To Smile
Artist: Everclear
Composer(s): Greg Eklund, Craig Montoya, Art Alexakis

Lyric:
Five miles outside of Vegas when we broke down
Threw my keys inside the window and we never looked back
Got all drunk and sloppy on a Greyhound bus
We passed out, all the losers they were laughing at us

I will never let them break your heart
No I will never let them break me
We got lost in phoenix, seems like such a long time
Seven months of living sweaty on those thin white lines

Did some time for selling acid to the wrong guy
Life just keeps on getting smaller and we never ask why

Why there is no perfect place? Yes I know this is true
I'm just learning how to smile, that's not easy to do
I know there will come a day
When we can leave and just go running away

We was broke outside of Philly when the storms came
I was working in New Jersey, hitching rides in the rain
You was happy, talkin' dirty at that phone sex place
Life just keeps on getting better for us everyday

You say there is no perfect place, I say I know this is true
We're all just learning how to smile, that's not easy to do
We both live for the day when we can run away
Oh baby we can leave and run away

Yes we can leave this place and run away
We can leave it all behind like we do every time
Yes we both live for the day
When we can leave and just go running away

No I will never ever break your heart
No I will never let it break me

Five miles outside of Vegas, five years down the line
We got married in the desert and the sunshine
I can't handle how the hell it happens everyday
When you smile and touch my face you make it all just go away

Yes I know there ain't no finish line, I know there's never ends
I'm just learning how to fall and climb back up again
I know there's nothing perfect, I know there's nothing new
We all just learning how to live together, me and you
You know I live for the day when you say baby let's just run away

Oh baby we can leave and run away
Yes we can leave this place and run away
Baby we can leave and run away
We can leave this place and run away

Oh baby we can leave and run away
Yes we can leave this place and run away
We can leave this place and run away
We can leave this place and run away

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Superman - Lyrics - Funeral - Lazlo Bane

Title: Superman
Album: Funeral
Artist: Lazlo Bane
Composer(s): Roy Hammond, Chris Link, Chad Fischer, Timothy Bright

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Lyric:
Out the door just in time
Head down the 405
Gotta meet the new boss by 8 a.m.

The phone rings in the car
The wife is workin' hard
She's running late tonight again

Well, I know what I've been told
You got to work to feed the soul
But I can't do this all on my own
No, I know, I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman

You've got your love on line
You think you're doing fine
But you're just plugged into the wall

And that deck of tarot cards
Won't get you very far
There ain't no hand to break your fall

Well, I know what I've been told
You gotta know just when to fold
But I can't do this all on my own
No, I know, I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman

That's right

You've crossed the finish line
Won the race but lost your mind
Was it worth it after all?

I need you here with me
'Cause love is all we need
Just take a hold of the hand
That breaks the fall

Well, I know what I've been told
Gotta break free to break the mold
But I can't do this all on my own
No I can't do this all on my own
I know that I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman, I'm no Superman

Someday we'll be together
I'm no Superman
Someday
Someday we'll be together
Someday
I'm no Superman

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Legend Of John Henry'S Hammer - Lyrics - 16 Biggest Hits - Johnny Cash

Title: Legend Of John Henry'S Hammer
Album: 16 Biggest Hits
Artist: Johnny Cash
Composer(s): Johnny Cash, June Carter

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Lyric:
John Henry's pappy woke him up one midnight
He said, "'Fore the sheriff comes I wanna tell you, listen boy"
Said, "Learn to ball a jack, learn to lay a track
Learn to pick and shovel too and take my hammer
It'll do anything you tell it to"

John Henry's mammy had about a dozen babies
John Henry's pappy broke jail about a dozen times
The babies all got sick and when the doctor wanted money
He said, "I'll pay you a quarter at a time startin' tomorrow
That's the pay for a steel driver on this line"

Then the section foreman said, "Hey, hammer swinger
I see you brought your own hammer boy
But what else can all those muscles do
And he said, "I can turn a jack, I can lay a track
I can pick and shovel too"

Can you swing a hammer boy?
Yes sir, I'll do anything, you hire me to

Now ain't you somethin'
So high and mighty wif your muscles
Just go ahead, boy and pick up that hammer
Pick up the hammer

He said, "Get a rusty spike and swing it down three times
I'll pay you a nickel a day for every inch you sink it to
Go on and do what you say you can do"

With a steep nose hammer on a four foot switch handle
John Henry raised it back 'til it touched his heels then
The spike went through the cross tie and it split it half in two
Thirty-five cents a day for drivin' steel

Sweat, sweat boy, sweat, you owe me two more swings
I was born for driven steel

Well John Henry hammered in the mountain
He'd give a grunt, he'd give a groan with every swing
The women folks for miles around heard him and come down
To watch him make the cold steel ring, Lord what a swinger
Just listen to that cold steel ring

But the bad boss come up laughin' at John Henry
Said, "You full of vinegar now, but you about through
We gonna get a steam drill to do your share of drivin'
Then what's all them muscles gonna do? Huh, John Henry?
Gonna take a little bit of vinegar out of you"

John Henry said, "I feed four little brothers
And baby sister's walkin' on her knees
Did the Lord say that machines oughtta take the place of livin'?
And what's a substitute for bread and beans? I ain't seen it
Do engines get rewarded for their steam?"

John Henry hid in a coal mine for his dinner nap
Had thirty minutes to rest before the bell
The mine boss hollered, "Get up, whoever you are, and get a pick axe
Give me enough coal to start another hell and keep it burnin'
Mine me enough to start another hell"

John Henry said to his captain," A man ain't nothin' but a man
But if you'll bring that steam drill round, I'll beat it fair and honest
I'll die with my hammer in my hand but I'll be laughin'
'Cuz you can't replace a steel drivin' man"

There was a big crowd of people at the mountain
John Henry said to the steam drill, "How is you?
Pardon me mister steam drill, I suppose you didn't hear me"
I said, "How're you?"

Well can you turn a jack, can you lay a track
Can you pick and shovel too?
Listen, this hammer swinger's talkin' to you

Two thousand people hollered, "Go, John Henry"
Then somebody hollered, "The mountain's caving in"
John Henry told the captain, "Tell the kind folks don't worry
That ain't nothin' but my hammer suckin' wind, it keeps me breathin'
A steel driver's muscle I intend"

Captain, tell the people, move back further
I'm at the finish line and there ain't no drill
It's so far behind but yet ain't got the brains to quit it
When she blows up she'll scatter 'cross the hills, Lord lordy
When she blows up she'll scatter 'cross the hills

Well John Henry had a little woman
I believe the lady's name was Polly Ann
Yeah that was his good woman
John Henry threw his hammer over his shoulder and went on home

He laid down to rest his weary back and early next mornin'
He said, "Come here Polly Ann, come here sugar
Ya know, I believe this is the first time I ever watched
The sun come up that I couldn't come up"

"Take my hammer, Polly Ann and go to that railroad
Swing that hammer like you seen me do it
And when you're swingin' with the lead man
They'll all know, they'll all know you're John Henry's woman
But, but tell them ain't all you can do"

"Tell 'em I can hoist a jack, and I can lay a track
I can pick and shovel too, ain't no machine can
That's been proved to you"

There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house
The section hands laid him in the sand
Trains go by on the rails John Henry laid
They slow down and take off their hats, the men do

When they come to the place where John Henry's layin'
Restin' his back, some of 'em say, "Mornin', steel driver
You sure was a hammer swinger"
Then they go on by, pickin' up a little speed
Clickity clack, clickity clack, clickity clack, clickity clack

Yonder lies a steel drivin' man, oh, Lord
Yonder lies a steel drivin' man
Yonder lies a steel drivin' man, oh, Lord
Yonder lies a steel drivin' man

Yonder lies a steel drivin' man, oh, Lord
Yonder lies a steel drivin' man

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