First Impression - Lyrics - Liberty - Duran Duran

Title: First Impression
Album: Liberty
Artist: Duran Duran
Composer(s): Nick Rhodes, Simon Le Bon, Warren Cuccurullo, Sterling Campbell, John Taylor

Lyric:
Rock 'n' Roll star

He turns on the animal it's that time of day
Here comes little Johnny from the back streets of UK
He's got the answer it doesn't go away
Who's gonna treat you right yea

Who's gonna change the world tonight, tonight
The lasting first impression is what you're lookin' for
I said oh is that your first impression
And is that good enough for you

Don't want illusions a power glory ride
Doesn't run with the neighborhood shadows
On a death trip body slide
He won't give up and he won't give in
And he won't let up until he gets inside your pretty skin

I said oh
(Oh)
The lasting first impression
Is what your looking for
Say oh
(Oh)
Is that your first impression
And is that good enough for you

He turns on the animal it's that time of day
To make a little honey in the backstreet of UK
And he loves the noise and he loves to play
Just leave him here right now boys
'Cause tomorrow's on the way

I said oh
(Oh)
The lasting first impression
Is what you're looking for
Say oh
(Oh)
Is that your first impression
And is that good enough for you

Good enough for you
(Good enough for you)
Enough for you
(Enough for you)
And is that good enough for you

Good enough for you
(Good enough for you)
Enough for you
(Enough for you)
And is that good enough for you

Possibility see the possibility to seize
The opportunity to seize the possibility
To turn on the animal

Say oh the lasting first impression
Is what you're looking for
Say oh
(Oh)
Is that your first impression
And is that good enough for you

Oh the lasting first impression
Is what you're looking for
Say oh
(Oh)
Is that your first impression
And is that good enough for you

Good enough for you
(Good enough for you)
Enough for you
(Enough for you)
And is that good enough for you

Good enough for you
(Good enough for you)
Enough for you
(Enough for you)
And is that good enough for you

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My First Impression Of You - Lyrics - Billie Holiday

Title: My First Impression Of You
Artist: Billie Holiday
Composer(s): Charles Tobias, Sammy H. Stept

Lyric:
My first impression of you
Was like the sight of flowers in spring
You were a glorious thing to see

My first impression of you
Was something indescribably new
I stood there looking at you
Smiling at me

If you had stepped right out of Heaven
It wouldn't surprise me more
I thought you were an angel
From Heaven's door

It may sound silly but true
My heart just stopped
When I caught your eye
So overwhelming
Was my first impression of you

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The First Cut - Lyrics - Eurythmics

Title: The First Cut
Artist: Eurythmics
Composer(s): Annie Lennox, David Stewart

Lyric:
The first cut
Is a criminal thing
The first cut
Goes deeper in

Each impression
Makes a chain reaction
Each impression
Will never be never be never be never be broken

I'm a white girl
You can see my skin
Look at this picture
That I'm living in

And old scores never settle down
I'll keep on walking
Till I'm buried in the cold ground
Cold ground, cold cold ground

Each impression
Makes a chain reaction
Each impression
Will never be never be never be never be broken

The first cut
The first cut
The first cut
The first cut

The first cut
The first cut
The first cut
...

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Holding Sand - Lyrics - Rival Schools

Title: Holding Sand
Artist: Rival Schools
Composer(s): Ian Love, Cache Tolman, Sam Siegler, Walter Schreifels, Kevin P. Shields

Lyric:
Sew a late seed, and so inside
A cast out, unwanted son
A crawl, to do what you want
Sit down, your fault
You run away from anyone

And where you live, I feel most on
A corner of space, that you do right
And guards off, I'll pass you by

Makes no impression as you stand
Makes no impression on me
Left out holding sand

A waif across the sea, aloss
Because you can't think straight
It's your calling, wasted mourning
You wish it was your hand
Sliding down her back

Call, this is the first thing that you can solve
As the weight comes off again
Always the last to remember a name

Makes no impression as you stand
Made no impression holding sand

You had your captive fan, and then what?
She saw your face and it tied your hands

Made no impression on me
Made no impression on me
Left out holding sand

And it runs through and it runs through
It shows in your face it runs through your hands

Made no impression on me
Made no impression holding sand
You had your captive fan, and then what?
She saw your face and it tied your hands

You had your captive fan, and then what?
She saw your face and it tied your hands

Made no impression on me
Made no impression on me
Left out holding sand

Only left out holding sand
Only left out holding sand
Only left out holding sand

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All Your Attention - Lyrics - Second First Impression - Daniel Bedingfield

Title: All Your Attention
Album: Second First Impression
Artist: Daniel Bedingfield
Composer(s): Diane Warren, Daniel Bedingfield

Lyric:
Don?t want you looking at the stars, tonight
I just want your eyes on me
I wanna be the only thing on your mind
I?ll be all you need

(La la la la la la la la la la la la la)

Don?t want you talking on the phone, don?t go out
I just want you here with me
Don?t want you spending time alone
Stay around, I?ll be all you need

(La la la la la la la la la la la la la)

Can?t you see you hold my heart in your hands
You own me, you own me
I need you to survive
I know I?m alive when you hold me, hold me

Don?t want to share you with the stars in the night
I only want you to only want me
Now, then and forever

Even jealous of the sun in your eyes
I want you looking at me, only me
I want all your attention

Forgive me, if I seem to need you too much
You illuminate my soul
Don?t think I could breathe without your touch
You could never know

(La la la la la la la la la la la la la)

When I?m with you, I?ve got nothing to hide
You know me, you know me
I need you to survive
I know I?m alive when you hold me, hold me

Don?t want to share you with the stars in the night
I only want you to only want me
Now, then and forever

Even jealous of the sun in your eyes
I want you looking at me, only me
I want all your attention

Can?t you see you hold my heart in your hands
You own me, you own me
Need you to survive
I know I?m alive when you hold me, hold me

Don?t want to share you with the stars
Don?t want the moon to touch your heart
I only want you to only want me
Now, then and forever

Even jealous of the sun in your eyes
I want you looking at me, only me
I want all your attention

I want you looking at me, only me
I want all your attention

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Nothing Hurts Like Love - Lyrics - Second First Impression - Daniel Bedingfield

Title: Nothing Hurts Like Love
Album: Second First Impression
Artist: Daniel Bedingfield
Composer(s): Diane Eve Warren

Lyric:
Broken hearts, broken dreams
There just some things love brings
When you learn that it's all the lie you cry
You find out

Nothing, nothing, nothing
Hurts like love
Nothing brings your heart so much pain
Broken hearts, broken dreams

There just some things love brings
When you learn that it's all the lie you cry
You find out

Nothing, nothing, nothing
Hurts like love
Nothing brings your heart so much pain
Broken hearts, broken dreams

There just some things love brings
When you learn that it's all the lie you cry
You find out

Nothing, nothing, nothing
Hurts like love
Nothing brings your heart so much pain
Broken hearts, broken dreams

There just some things love brings
When you learn that it's all the lie you cry
You find out

Nothing, nothing, nothing
Hurts like love
Nothing brings your heart so much pain
Broken hearts, broken dreams

There just some things love brings
When you learn that it's all the lie you cry
You find out

Nothing, nothing, nothing
Hurts like love
Nothing brings your heart so much pain
Broken hearts, broken dreams

There just some things love brings
When you learn that it's all the lie you cry
You find out

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First Impression - Lyrics - O.G. Original Gangster - Ice T

Title: First Impression
Album: O.G. Original Gangster
Artist: Ice T
Composer(s): Tracy Lauren Marrow

Lyric:
{Upon initial contact with Ice-T's music
I had envisioned him to be an ill mannered and psychologically
Unstable man with an extremely uneducated and barbaric frame of mind
His raps displayed nothing but ridiculous jargon
Shocking sexual audacity and repulsive images of the ghetto

However, after further analysis of his music I can deduce
That he is the epitome of antidisestablishmentarianism
Who embodies the entire spectrum of the urban experience and struggle
But to make things more plain and simple to the laymen
I find Ice-T to be the dopest, flyist, O.G. pimp hustler, gangster player
Hardcore motherfucker, living today
To be honest, I'm totally and completely on his dick}

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Neden Game - Lyrics - Mutilation Mix - Insane Clown Posse

Title: Neden Game
Album: Mutilation Mix
Artist: Insane Clown Posse
Composer(s): Mike E Clark, Joseph Utsler, Joseph Bruce

Lyric:
Let's meet contestant number 1
He's a schizophrenic, serial killa clown
Who says women love his sexy smile
Let's find out if his charm will work on Sharon
Sharon, what's your question?

Contestant number 1, I believe, first impressions last forever
So, let's say you were to come over to my parent's house
And have dinner with me and my family
Tell me what you'd do to make that first impression really stick

Let's see, well, I'd have to think about it
I might show up in a tux, ha, but I doubt it
I'd probably just show up naked like I always do
And look your mama in the eye and tell her, "Fuck you"

Hurry up, bitch, I'm hungry, I smell spaghetti
I kick her in the butt and tell her, "Get the food ready"
Your dad would probably start trippin' and get me pissed
I'd have to walk up and bust him in his fuckin' lips

It's dinnertime, we're hearin' grace from your mother
I pull a 40 out and pour some for your little brother
I'm steady starin' at your sister, I'll tell ya this
Ya know for only 13, she got some big tits

After that, your dad would try to jump again
And only this time I'd put the 40 to his chin
After your mom does the dishes and the silverware
I'd dry fuck her till I nut in my underwear

Now, let's meet contestant number 2
He's a psychopathic, deranged, crack head freak
Who works for the dark carnival
He says women call him Stretch Nutz
Sharon, lets hear your question

I like a man who's not afraid to show his true emotions
A man who expresses himself in his own special way
Number 2, if you fell in love with me
Exactly how would you let me know?

First thing, I could never love you
You sound like a little witchy bitch, fuck you
But if I did, I'd probably show you that I care
By takin' all these other mutha fuckas outta here

I'd go through your phone book and kill them all
And find contestant number 1 and break his fuckin' jaw, what?
Anyone who looked at you would have to pay
I'd be blowin' fuckin' nuggets off all day

I'd tell you that I love you, if you don't say it back
I have to chock slam your neck and dislocate your back
I sing love songs to you, the best I can
And then I club ya in the head like a cave man

Then we go to tha beach and walk through the sand
I throw a little in your face and say, ?I'm just playin'?
As you spit it all out, I rub your back
And grab your underwear and wedge it up your ass crack

Well, it sounds like contestant number 2
Is just overflowing with sensitivity, Sharon, it's a tough choice so far
Sharon, let's have your last question and see
Who's gonna have the rights to your Neden

Ok, if we were at a dance club
And you both noticed me at the same time
Tell me, how would you each get my attention
And what would your pick up line be
Who ever's the smoothest, wins

Ok, first, I'd slide up to the bar
And tell ya that I can't believe how fuckin' fat you are
I'd tell you that I like the way you make your titties shake
And if you lost a little weight, you'd look like Ricki Lake

Fuck that, you'd be jackin' me quick
I'd order you a drink and stir it with my dick
And then to get your attention in a crowded place
I'd simply walk up and slap you in the fuckin' face

Yeah, smack her in the mouth, yo, that'll get her
Tell her that she's fat, yeah, that'll work even better
Look, fuck you, I got a strong, rap shit
You don't want contestant number 2, he's mad whack

I walked into a barn and there he was
Standin' up on a bucket, uh, tryin' to fuck it
It was big, fuckin', smelly ass, farm llama
Damn dawg, how ya gonna diss your mama?

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Over The Hills And Far Away - Lyrics - Mission Uk

Title: Over The Hills And Far Away
Artist: Mission Uk
Composer(s): Craig David Adams, Mick Brown, Simon Thomas Hinkler, Wayne Hussey

Lyric:
A fleeting glance upon your silken face Medusa
And you can turn my heart and soul to stone
Thank you for the memory, the lasting first impression
Thank you for the steel that cuts to the bone

Over the hills and far away there's a place that's paradise
Where we walked, walked, walked, walked, walked on end
Talked, talked, talked, talked of sharing dreams

Up and away, where angels dread to tread
Brave rolling thunder and snow storms and pie in the sky
Tangled skein of the marriage made in Heaven
Oh why did you, why did you let all the flowers die?

Over the hills and far away there's a place that's Heaven
Where yours was the first kiss and yours was the last kiss
Over the hills and far away there's a place that's paradise
Where we walked, walked, walked, walked, walked on end
Talked, talked, talked, talked of sharing dreams

Higher and higher with treason, clear reason, are all men guilty?
The sound of laughter ringing true, shining through your childlike eyes
Sacred hearts, epitaphs, touched by winds of change
Oh why did you, how could you let all the flowers die?

Over the hills and far away there's a place that's Heaven
Where yours was the first kiss and yours was the last kiss
Over the hills and far away there's a place that's Heaven
Where yours was the first kiss, the everlasting kiss

Over the hills and far away there's a place that's paradise
Where we walked, walked, walked, walked, walked on end
Talked, talked, talked, talked of sharing dreams

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The Dating Game - Lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

Title: The Dating Game
Artist: Insane Clown Posse
Composer(s): Joseph Bruce, Mike E Clark, Joseph Utsler

Lyric:
Let's meet contestant number 1
He's a schizophrenic serial killer clown
Who says women love his sexy smile
Let's find out if his charm will work on Sharon
Sharon, what's your question?

Contestant number 1, I believe first impressions last forever
So let's say you were to come over to my parent's house
And have dinner with me and my family, tell me
What you'd do to make that first impression really stick

Let's see, well I'd have to think about it
I might show up in a tux but I doubt it
I'd probably just show up naked like I always do
And look your mama in the eye and tell her fuck you

Hurry up bitch I'm hungry, I smell spaghetti
I pinch her limpy ass and tell her get the food ready
Your dad would probably start trippin' and get me pissed
I'd have to walk up and bust him in his fuckin' lip

It's dinner time, we're hearin' grace from your mother
I'd pull a forty out and pour some for your little brother
I'm steady starin' at your sister, I'll tell you this
You know for only 13 she got some big tits

After that, your dad would try to trip again
And only this time I'd put the 40 to his chin
After your mom does the dishes and the silverware
I'd dry fuck her till I nut in my underwear

Now let's meet contestant number 2
He's a psychopathic deranged crackhead freak
Who works for the dark carnival
He says women call him stretch nutz
Sharon, let's hear your question

I like a man who's not afraid to show his true emotion
A man who expresses himself in his own special way
Number 2, if you fell in love with me
Exactly how would you let me know?

First thing, I could never love you
You sound like richy bitch yo, fuck you
But if I did, I'd probably show you that I care
By takin' all these other motherfuckers outta here

I'd go through your phone book and wack 'em all
Then find contestant number 1 and break his fuckin' jaw
(What?)
Anyone who looked at you would have to pay
I'd be blowin' fuckin nuggets off all day

I'd grab your titties and stretch 'em down past your waist
Let 'em go and watch 'em both spring up in your face
I'd sing love songs to ya the best I can, get ya naked
And hit it like a cave man

Then we go to the beach and walk through the sand
I throw a little in your face and say I'm just playin'
As you spit it all out I rub your back and grab
Your underwear and wedge it up your ass crack

Well, it sounds like contestant number 2 is just overflowing
With sensitivity, Sharon, it's a tough choice so far
Sharon, let's have your last question and see
Which one is gonna win the rights to your neden

Okay, if we were at a dance club and you both noticed me
At the same time, tell me, how would you each
Get my attention and what would your pick up line be
Whoever's the smoothest wins

Okay, first I'd slide up to the bar and tell you
That I can't believe how fucking fat you are
I'd tell you that I like the way you make your titties shake
And if you lost a little weight you'd look like Rikki Lake

Fuck that, you'd be jackin' me quick
I'd order you a drink and stir it with my dick
And then to get your attention in a crowded place
I'd simply walk up and stick my nuts in your face

Yeah, freak her with your nuts, yo that'll get her
Tell her that she's fat, yeah that'll work even better
Look, fuck you, I got a strong rap shit you don't want

He's mad whack, I walked into a bar and there he was
Standing on a bucket tryin' to fuck it
It was a big fucking smelly ass farm llama
Damn dawg, how ya gonna dis your mama?

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Teeq - One Night Stand - Lyrics - Lickin' On Both Sides - Mis

Title: Teeq - One Night Stand
Album: Lickin' On Both Sides
Artist: Mis
Composer(s): Alesha Dixon, Sabrina Washington, Tor Hermansen, Mikkel Eriksen, Su-Elise Nash, Hallgeir Rustan

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Lyric:
Job done, wanna have fun
Gonna call my girls, gonna get my hair done
So I dress tight with my heels high
And I think about the moves, I'm a pull tonight

When I roll up, out front
Guys lookin' over like they want some
Make way, sexy
For me and my ladies

Hear the sound of the D.J. playin' our jam
Glass down, grab a man
Move to the floor, it's time to get down
Ding ding, first round

Hand on my hips as we start to dip
Close range, full clip
Temptation, sensations, vibrations
My one night stand

Act wild but I got style
'Cos I ain't sippin' if it ain't crystal
High class, nice ass
Spend your money but I got my own cash

Good vibes, so right
Thank you for the dance tonight
Feel free, baby
Keep lookin' 'cos you can't have me

Hear the sound of the D.J. playin' our jam
Glass down, grab a man
Move to the floor, it's time to get down
Ding ding, first round

Hand on my hips as we start to dip
Close range, full clip
Temptation, sensations, vibrations
My one night stand

Hey y'all
I say, get up get up, it's a one night stand
Here I come again with my rhyming slang
I said, "Ride to the rhythm as I flip this sound"
Flip this sound, we're gonna move around

Mis-Teeq, we're comin' back again
Love of the music inside your membrane
Yo, I'm gonna burn you with my lyrical flame
Start the game, come follow me it's time to play

Now don't you get the wrong impression
It's just a dance
I'm with my girlfriends hanging out
To mislead you wasn't my intention, nothing more to say

Hear the sound of the D.J. playin' our jam
Glass down, grab a man
Move to the floor, it's time to get down
Ding ding, first round

Hear the sound of the D.J. playin' our jam
Glass down, grab a man
Move to the floor, it's time to get down
Ding ding, first round

Hand on my hips as we start to dip
Close range, full clip
Temptation, sensations, vibrations
My one night stand

Hear the sound of the D.J. playin' our jam
Glass down, grab a man
Move to the floor, it's time to get down
Ding ding, first round

Hand on my hips as we start to dip
Close range, full clip
Temptation, sensations, vibrations
My one night stand

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Technical Difficulties - Lyrics - Dr. Octagonecologyst - Dr. Octagon

Title: Technical Difficulties
Album: Dr. Octagonecologyst
Artist: Dr. Octagon
Composer(s): Kurt Matlin, Keith Mathew Thornton

Lyric:
[Foreign Content]

Chewbacca's not here I'ma do it for your circumcised
Niggaz don't realize my format is a palm spectrum
To damage any rectum
This is the real dinosaur funk which permitted G-Funk
To play anally through the trunk a digital master

Was given to Sam Cooke and Jimmy Castor
Kurt Cobain was here but Doc Oc' has Novacaine
Theoretically keepin' puppies and the pedigree
Small fetus brought Santa Claus to greet us

Rappers know I'm equipped with Clorox
And chemicals that'll burn off your lip
Intestines investments hide money in your stomach
Who can stop Pepto Bismol?

Only a Gremlin eatin' in Larry Parker like Gizmo
As Dr. Octagonecologyst girls open legs for beer kegs
French toast and herbs were covered with giant eggs

Livin' small, people unequal challenge my thoughts
No station or radio will understand
The perfect enzyme is me with your brain in my other hand
Suck my oil, yo Guido tell em

[Foreign content]

MP4, six spacecraft in the mix, kissin' Mary J. Blige
On Earth was quite normal
As Dr. Octagon, walkin' through a polygon
My first impression was to give patients a lesson

Who's the best to put me to the test
I'll battle Ultra magnetic, my own self as well
Two mirrors in the clear, I'm floating deep in the atmosphere
Through Los Angeles heights I'll damage Hollywood lights

Woman know my sex computer condoms humpin' on Ampex
My number 2-7-5-49-69 disconnected my first black robot
Space connected while you listen to Keith Sweat meow
Your brain is caught up in a net

Two million thousand three billion wack records in the solar
The system's out of reach, niggaz try to preach
Why you tryin to act fly walkin' up Venice Beach?
Zapp, like Roger, my funk is powerful then Troutman

Seven years ago like California was token from Mexico
Who knows this magnum five can't scope this
A&R's will go crazy tryin' to find someone to duplicate Dr. Octagon
Yo chief administrator, suck my oil
"We are experiencing technical difficulties please stand by"

[Foreign content]

Auto four six seven five four three
Equals, the levels, of nobody in this trauma
World of unconsciousness
Blackness and power, coming down through the urinalysis
Leaving hands with callouses right power

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Seven Days - Lyrics - Craig David

Title: Seven Days
Artist: Craig David
Composer(s): Darren John Hill, Mark Hill, Craig David

Lyric:
You know what?
Got something to say
Yeah, Craig David
7 Days, check it out, yeah

On my way to see my friends
Who lived a couple blocks away from me
As I walked through the subway
Must have been about quarter past three

In front of me stood a beautiful honey
With a beautiful body, she asked me for the time
I said it'd cost her a name, a six digit number
And a date with me tomorrow at nine

Did she decline? No
Didn't she mind? I don't think so
Oh, was it for real? Damn sure
Oh, what was the deal? A pretty girl aged twenty-four

So was she keen? She couldn't wait
Cinnamon queen? Let me update
Oh, what did she say?

She said she'd love to rendezvous
She asked me what we were gonna do
Said we'd start with a bottle of Moet for two

Monday
Took her for a drink on Tuesday
We were making love by Wednesday
And on Thursday and Friday and Saturday
We chilled on Sunday

I met this girl on Monday
Took her for a drink on Tuesday
We were making love by Wednesday
And on Thursday and Friday and Saturday
We chilled on Sunday

Nine was the time
'Cos I'll be getting mine
And she was looking fine
Smooth talker she told me

She'd love to unfold me all night long
Ooh, I loved the way she kicked it
From the front to back she flipped it
Back she flipped it, the way she kicked it

And I, oh, I yeah
Hope that she'd care
'Cos I'm a man who'll always be there

Ooh, yeah
I'm not a man to play around baby
Ooh, yeah
'Cos a one night stand isn't really fair

From the first impression, girl
You don't seem to be like that
'Cos there's no need to chat
For there'll be plenty of time for that

From the subway to my home
Endless ringing of my phone
When you're feeling all alone
All you gotta do is just call me, call me

Monday
Took her for a drink on Tuesday
We were making love by Wednesday
And on Thursday and Friday and Saturday
We chilled on Sunday

I met this girl on Monday
Took her for a drink on Tuesday
We were making love by Wednesday
And on Thursday and Friday and Saturday
We chilled on Sunday

Break it down, break it down
Since I met this special lady, ooh, girl
I can't get her off my mind
She's one of a kind

And I ain't about to deny it
It's a special kind of thing
With you, ohh

Monday
Took her for a drink on Tuesday
We were making love by Wednesday
And on Thursday and Friday and Saturday
We chilled on Sunday

I met this girl on Monday
Took her for a drink on Tuesday
We were making love by Wednesday
And on Thursday and Friday and Saturday
We chilled on Sunday

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7 Days - Lyrics - Born To Do It - Craig David

Title: 7 Days
Album: Born To Do It
Artist: Craig David
Composer(s): Darren John Hill, Mark Hill, Craig David

Lyric:
On my way to see my friends
Who lived a couple of blocks away from me
As I walked through the subway
It must have been about quarter past three

In front of me
Stood a beautiful honey with a beautiful body
She asked me for the time, I said it'd cost her her name
A six digit number and a date with me tomorrow at nine

"Did she decline?"
"No"
"Didn't she mind?"
"I don't think so"

"Was it for real?"
"Damn sure"
"What was the deal?"
"A pretty girl aged twenty-four"

"So was she keen?"
"She couldn't wait"
"Cinnamon Queen?"
"Let me update"

"What did she say?"
She said, "She'd love to rendezvous"
She asked me, "What we were gonna do?"
Said we'd start with a bottle of Moet for two

Monday
Took her for a drink on Tuesday
We were making love by Wednesday
And on Thursday and Friday and Saturday, we chilled on Sunday

I met this girl on Monday
Took her for a drink on Tuesday
We were making love by Wednesday
And on Thursday and Friday and Saturday, we chilled on Sunday

Nine was the time
'Cause I'll be getting mine
And she was looking fine
Smooth talker, she told me she'd love to unfold me all night long

Ooh, I loved the way she kicked it
From the front to the back she flipped it
Back she flipped it, ooh the way she kicked it
And I ohh, I yeah, hope that she'd care
'Cause I'm a man who'll always be there

Ooh yeah, I'm not a man to play around baby
Ooh yeah, 'cause a one night stand isn't really fair
From the first impression girl, you don't seem to be like that
'Cause there's no need to chat for there'll be plenty time for that

From the subway to my home
Endless ringing of my phone
When you're feeling all alone
All you gotta do is just call me, call me

Monday
Took her for a drink on Tuesday
We were making love by Wednesday
And on Thursday and Friday and Saturday, we chilled on Sunday

I met this girl on Monday
Took her for a drink on Tuesday
We were making love by Wednesday
And on Thursday and Friday and Saturday, we chilled on Sunday

Break it down, break it down
Since I met this special lady
Ooh yeah, I can't get her off my mind
She's one of a kind and I ain't about to deny it
It's a special kind of thing with you, ohh

Monday
Took her for a drink on Tuesday
We were making love by Wednesday
And on Thursday and Friday and Saturday, we chilled on Sunday

I met this girl on Monday
Took her for a drink on Tuesday
We were making love by Wednesday
And on Thursday and Friday and Saturday, we chilled on Sunday

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The Devil Is Dope - Lyrics - My Soul - Coolio

Title: The Devil Is Dope
Album: My Soul
Artist: Coolio
Composer(s): Bryan Keith Dobbs, Anthony Hestor, Artis L Jr Ivey

Lyric:
If you free your mind, your ass has got to
But you're caught up in that same ol' patent
And trap that the homies go through
Searchin' for answers without no questions
You thought it could never happen to you
And your crew but y'all was no exception

It started out as fun and it was all about kicks
But each and every kick turned out to be a trick
Imagine this you got no family, you got no ends
You got no hustle, no muscle, no car, no clothes, you got no friends

You once was the neighborhood boss and hog
And no G livin' legend like walkin' dogs
Niggaz hate to admit it but they know it's true
Damn, near everybody in the hood
Includin' the kids, wanna be just like you

So, hear I stand as a witness or should I say a reclaimed victim
Written off and spit on by this really sick ass system
You can roll, what I roll in the swirl from the smoke
Somebody take a vote, the devil is dope

The devil is dope
Out of control
The devil is dope
The devil is dope
Out to get your soul
The devil is dope

Things seen only imagined and in dreams
Until, the same nightmares in TV screens, your teenage screams
'Cause the dosage wasn't right
Now his chest is gettin' tight

And everything is goin' black
But it's the middle of the day, figure that
But you still can't see with a thousand watt beam, blind
And you need mo' gin to feed your triple beam with schemes, wake up

'Cause traffic done slowed up like the one ten at five
So, you dance the street section at around two, to try to stay alive
And now you trapped tryin' to play hockey with some tic tac's, tic tac's
And niggaz tellin' you to kick back
And bend back but you already did that

And all money ain't good money
But everybody want the cream and honey
Thinkin' that the other side
Is all green plus it's sunny, yeah

But money, lust and jealousy, most lead to treachery
From A.C. to O.G. to P.G. to P.C.B.
As you call for your locs, set adrift in the smoke
It's like murder, heat, smoke, the devil is dope

The devil is dope
Out of control
The devil is dope
The devil is dope
Out to get your soul
The devil is dope

Sunshine on your mind but darkness prevails
You move your scales from motel to hotel
Prerequisite for a blast, merchandise, cash or ass
Bloodshed often is the door where personalities crash

And it's your task to try to make a meal ticket
So, you can kick it and be swift with your chicken
You's a victim and since you got your own mind
It ain't all your fault but you gotta do your own time

Choose your weapon 'cause your first impression
Often dictates the situation that you find yourself caught in
If you still blind and you can't see
You better obtain yourself some glasses
And clear your vision like DMC, don't run

And remember what I told you
Remember who brought a soldier
I wanna wake you up like Sega
Consume large amounts of dank-a

Man overboard
Beware of the underlords
Stay your ass on the boat
The devil is dope

The devil is dope
Out to get your soul
The devil is dope
The devil is dope
Oh lord, lord, lord
The devil is dope

The devil is dope
Out to get your soul
The devil is dope
The devil is dope
Gotta believe
The devil is dope

The devil is dope

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Beware Of Us - Lyrics - Weapons of Mass Destruction - Xzibit

Title: Beware Of Us
Album: Weapons of Mass Destruction
Artist: Xzibit
Composer(s): Marvin Jones, K. Abdu-Rahman, Alvin Joiner

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Lyric:
Yeah, Strong Arm Steady
One gang, four guns
How the West was won, let's go

Jump if you really want it
You'll catch one in yo' stomach
When you see the Steady comin'
Y'all better beware of us

Loudmouths is always talkin'
When we come they keep on walkin'
But my dogs ain't only barkin'
Y'all better beware of us

Jump if you really want it
You'll catch one in yo' stomach
When you see the Steady comin'
Y'all better beware of us

Loudmouths is always talkin'
When we come they keep on walkin'
But my dogs ain't only barkin'
Y'all better beware of us

I'm eatin' chicken wings, mm, it's like chicken feed
Mm, I'm at the feed house smokin' all this chicken's weed
Huh, you're hardly hard, this sucker's soft as volleyball
Cold Chillin' like my name was, Big Daddy, Marley Marl

You're not a star at all, no, you're just a sidekick, yeah
Runnin' the outside lickin' shit and ridin' dicks
Real niggaz start cliques, start shit we spark clips
The mac'll make your door lift and leave me with a sore wrist

You should be impressed, yeah, it's like my first impression
I pull representer, exposition in a session
I'm in the Expedition, expose a dark dimension
Your girl used to suck dick during detention

You got dumped, she came up by spittin'
Out nuts of every homey comin' home from prison
Yeah, the fake chicks get dick the Ferragamo fake fits
I keep they drawers drenched, no drawers, fake tits

Jump if you really want it
You'll catch one in yo' stomach
When you see the Steady comin'
Y'all better beware of us

Loudmouths is always talkin'
When we come they keep on walkin'
But my dogs ain't only barkin'
Y'all better beware of us

This the last call, total recall, my pimpin' flowin' like Niagara Falls
So you can Phil Da Agony y'all
Yeah, you get beat to the punch, rap monsters eat you for lunch
And feed you to the beat that you want

Fear keep knockin' fake fans sent to no one
Fuck them niggaz run from me I don't owe 'em
Why do things for free, you don't know 'em?
These niggaz'll load up the heat, they don't throw 'em

Hooks stay floatin' in my mind, I design 'em like
Architects workin' online, I'm on the incline
Lamp like the heavyweight champ, it took 3 months of trainin'
While it's rainin' take your brain' through boot camp

Fair facts, Nike Air Max, I'm back blunted
Yeah, that them niggaz hear that and don't want it
Triple trick niggaz get sick to they stomach
Strong Arm Steady ready act like you want it, bitch

Jump if you really want it
You'll catch one in yo' stomach
When you see the Steady comin'
Y'all better beware of us

Loudmouths is always talkin'
When we come they keep on walkin'
But my dogs ain't only barkin'
Y'all better beware of us

Every day above ground is a good day
My wordplay only contain what the hood say
Clack the black off a nigga make him see the light
My overhand right'll violate your civil rights

We get bars, big cars, cigars
12 gauge salute to your face to face God
Icon, marathon mack, where the bitches at?
Raise it back, steady game, came with a gang of gats

I hit your pressure points, we jack the motherlode
Expose your motives like a CSI episode
Output maximum level, dig deep down in the dirt
With diligence and dance with the devil, yeah

'Cause you don't know me homey, I keep the banger on me
It wasn't my aim, it came with the territory
Feet planted firm in the turf, plant you six feet deep in the earth
Gettin' slumped while the ammo dump, fucker

Jump if you really want it
You'll catch one in yo' stomach
When you see the Steady comin'
Y'all better beware of us

Loudmouths is always talkin'
When we come they keep on walkin'
But my dogs ain't only barkin'
Y'all better beware of us
Beware of us

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Sacrifice - Lyrics - The Roots

Title: Sacrifice
Artist: The Roots
Composer(s): Tariq Trotter, Ahmir K Thompson, James Gray, Tarik Collins, Leonard Hubbard

Lyric:
Listen, I got you phobic off of this like arachnids
Drastic, it ain't plastic it's Pro-Blackness
Grown man tactics, no pediatrics
The kind of track that make the comeback miraculous

The catalyst, thought with the knack for splashin'
I'm dashin' I mastered the craft of mashin'
The level-headed through bred, the female's passion
Mag-netic attraction be keepin' them askin'

The crews in the Cadillacs with the Pendergrassin'
Swerve half-naked, won't come near crashin'
But if I go to Heaven, would y'all know my name
Or would it be the same for you like I was Eric Clapton, huh?

Clap for your freedom dog, that's what's happening
My spit take critical political action
The hustle is a puzzle each piece is a fraction
And every word that's understood is a transaction

I'm an S.P. soldier, microphone holder
Rep Philly set from Bolivia to Boulder
Paris, France to Tip and Tioga
How we gonna make it through the dark, I show ya

I tell you one lesson I learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice and

Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly, if you want to be high

Listen, yo kick off your shoes, jump off the jock
I fly higher than them dudes, from off your block
My name Black, the style is unorthodox
It tap chins in your mens till you thought could box

A couple of people wanted thought to stop, but guess what?
My man grab the missile, plug for the gut
Now next time beatty stop being such a glut
I'm precise with it like Faheim with haircuts

We up close on 'em with toast but no crust
It's fructose on 'em they froze and won't bust
Choke on your face you jewels is lack lust
Got to put it to you straight, y'all fools is jacked up

Came close to the utmost but no cigar
Nose to the grindstone, head to the stars
The number one runner with the number one drummer
Grammy award winnin' it's the world's eighth wonder, come on

I tell you one lesson I learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice and

Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly, if you want to be high

Your first impression might be I'm a asshole
Or say I'm sometimey and give people a hassle
Or try to sun touch and put the heat in the capsule
Dog I'm far deeper than that though, I get in the zone

Recognize I'm a rolling stone
No time to lolly gag or lounge with scaliwags
Give me the disc or I put it where your body at
Old school spit flow laid over Trotter tracks

With no apology fraud or trick-knowledgy
Just trust, what I see and I say and follow me my way
I read an open booklet inside me
The star of the story that the groove teller got me

Through all the dark times part of the business
The light be contingent on small forensics
My microphone'll make a man a newborn infant
It's true so the crew gon' sense it, I get in the zone

I tell you one lesson I learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice and

Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly, if you want to be high

I tell you one lesson I learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice and

Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly, if you want to be high

I tell you one lesson I learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice and

Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly, if you want to be high

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Unit - Baby U Got - Lyrics - Beg For Mercy - G

Title: Unit - Baby U Got
Album: Beg For Mercy
Artist: G
Composer(s): Christopher Lloyde, Curtis James Jackson, David Darnell Brown, Dorsey Wesley

Lyric:
Baby you got, you got
You got, you got what I want
Baby you got, you got
You got, you got what I need
Now shake that thang
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it up
Girl shake that thang
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it up

(Baby you got)
Hips that hypnotize
When you walk I can't help
But watch you shake
I love the way you shake
(Baby you got)
Hips that make a nigga fantasize
I could spend a day lost in your eyes

(Baby you got)
Some kind of control on me
Feels like you got a hold on me
(Baby you got)
My imagination running wild
Infatuated with your physical
Damn, I like your style

It's somethin' about your style
It's somethin' about your smile
It's somethin' about you making me want you right now
If you don't like me, then don't listen to me
Lord knows I spit that G
That have you coming out your clothes
I'm a professional when I become sexual
You need a chaperone to bring your girlfriend next to you
Don't it sound like phone sex
Kinky when I talk switch the slang

Partner tell that nigga from New York
Shorty, come ride on my roller coaster
Porn star stamina, I try not to damage ya
Unlimited tongue action 'til you're climaxin'
Foreplay, you can have it your way
I follow directions, whoa, your jiggling baby
Back shots have your whole back wiggling crazy
After sipping on Nightrain, that potent pipe game
I have you saying "Slow down baby"

(Baby you got)
Hips that hypnotize
When you walk I can't help
But watch you shake
I love the way you shake
(Baby you got)
Hips that make a nigga fantasize
I could spend a day lost in your eyes

(Baby you got)
Some kind of control on me
Feels like you got a hold on me
(Baby you got)
My imagination running wild
Infatuated with your physical
Damn, I like your style

Baby it's hard to look and don't touch
Girl the way you strut and dressed in your Von Dutch
I don't know if it's your lips or your hips that got me
Or the way that ass bounce when you move your body
I'm parked outside in the blue Denali
There's room for two, just me and you, if you 'bout it
Ice from Tiffany & Co., Norma Kamali footwear
I spend g's, I'm a G, that's a good look girl

You need a thug that can handle that
One dose'll make you go
And put my name on your back
Whenever you pass through, whatever they ask you
Just tell 'em you my boo
And show 'em your tattoo
Ooh! Don't hurt nobody baby
When you drop to the ground and drive me crazy
I done been around the world, and I finally found ya
Now back that ass up and let me get behind ya

(Baby you got)
Hips that hypnotize
When you walk I can't help
But watch you shake
I love the way you shake
(Baby you got)
Hips that make a nigga fantasize
I could spend a day lost in your eyes

(Baby you got)
Some kind of control on me
Feels like you got a hold on me
(Baby you got)
My imagination running wild
Infatuated with your physical
Damn, I like your style

Baby you've got a hell of a first impression
Making me wanna ask you a personal question
Like, "Are you flexible?" and "How do you like it?"
Give me a little input, I'm not a psychic
'Cuz you can exit as soon as you get the okay
You got a body like Nicole Ray, hey
I need a drink, I'll be right back
But before I go, do that little dance
Yeah, just like that

It's late, I have to score
"This blue drink tastes good, don't it?"
"Sure it does, now have some more"
I'm deep, but she got her ladies with her
So bring 'em, I'll call ya a babysitter
So we can hit the hotel, motel, Holiday Inn
I'm contemplatin' how my time's spent
'Cuz I'm bent, and I'm as hard as a brick, love
You move like you work in a strip club

(Baby you got)
Hips that hypnotize
When you walk I can't help
But watch you shake
I love the way you shake
(Baby you got)
Hips that make a nigga fantasize
I could spend a day lost in your eyes

(Baby you got)
Some kind of control on me
Feels like you got a hold on me
(Baby you got)
My imagination running wild
Infatuated with your physical
Damn, I like your style

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Burden Of A Thought - Lyrics - Epidemic - Epidemic

Title: Burden Of A Thought
Album: Epidemic
Artist: Epidemic
Composer(s): Boris Bouma, Bruce Bouillet, James Mcdaniel, Tim Ganard

Lyric:
Speculate the past and gone
And second guess our very first impression
Under a veil of fun and light
Open eyes are copping out down

I wanna lie here ready to believe
Place down what is out reach
Within the burden of a thought to haunt me
Ignorance is as blissful as it comes

Bred within not to think twice
These closeted fascists are coming out
When too truthful a mood outweighs a lie
Balancing on damages and what is right

I wanna lie here ready to believe
Place down what is out reach
Within the burden of a thought to haunt me
Ignorance is as blissful as it comes

I wanna lie here ready to believe
Place down what is out reach
Within the burden of a thought to haunt me
Ignorance is as blissful as it comes

I wanna lie here ready to believe
Place down what is out reach
Within the burden of a thought to haunt me
Ignorance is as blissful as it comes

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