Forcefield - Lyrics - One Foot In The Grave - Beck

Title: Forcefield
Album: One Foot In The Grave
Artist: Beck
Composer(s): James Bertram, Beck Hansen, Sam Jayne

Lyric:
Stand outside with a suitcase
(There's a forcefield round my neck)
Walk around all the while
(And it stands just where I sat)

Look at the people driving backwards
(And the stance I took on that)
No particular style
(Leaves that forcefield round my back)

Don't let it get near you
Don't let it get too close
Don't let it turn you into
(And the stance I took on that)
The things you hate the most
(Leaves a forcefield round my neck)

Roll out your silver-dollar coffins
Pull out your buckskin gloves
Tell them anything you want to
The sound comes from above

Don't let it get near you
Don't let it get too close
Don't let it turn you into
(And the stance I took on that)
The things you hate the most
(Leaves a forcefield round my neck)

Don't let it get near you
Don't let it get too close
Don't let it turn you into
The things you hate the most

There's a forcefield round my neck
And it stands just where I sat
And the stance I took on that
Leaves a forcefield round my neck

There's a forcefield round my neck
And it stands just where I sat
And the stance I took on that
Leaves a forcefield round my neck

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Forcefield - Lyrics - F.T.T.W. - H2o

Title: Forcefield
Album: F.T.T.W.
Artist: H2o
Composer(s): Toby Morse, Todd Morse, Russell Pistachio, Todd Friend, Adam Blake

Lyric:
I'm staying away from your negative space
You're only bringing me down
Whenever you come around
I see the look on your face, you're in a world of hate
Don't wanna be the one you take it out on

Anger is a wall around you
No one's getting through
Friendship's falling down around you
What are you gonna do?

I'm trying to give something positive
You wouldn't understand
'Cause it's an open hand
Not a closed fist, are you getting the jist
Or are you just getting pissed

Anger is a wall around you
No one's getting through
Friendship's falling down around you
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?

I'm not willing to waste my time
Believing that you're gonna do what's right
And I won't be there to catch your fall
Only to find I don't know you at all

I'm staying away from your negative space
You're only bringing me down
Whenever you come around
I see the look on your face, you're in a world of hate
Don't wanna be the one you take it out on

Anger is a wall around you
No one's getting through
Friendship's falling down around you
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?

I'm not willing to waste my time
Believing that you're gonna do what's right
And I won't be there to catch your fall
Only to find I don't know you at all

Anger is a wall around you
No one's getting through
Friendship's falling down around you
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?

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Wanna Love You Girl - Lyrics - Robin Thicke

Title: Wanna Love You Girl
Artist: Robin Thicke
Composer(s): Pharrell L Williams, Robin A Thicke

Lyric:
Ho

She's the kind of girl you wanna marry
The kind of girl, you'd walk the whole world for
Put her on your back and just carry
Her attitude is hotter than the earth's core

When she's around nothing else matters
Untouchable, she's got her own forcefield
Sooner or later someone will get at her
If I don't someone else will

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you

Oh oh oh

She's the kind of girl, you wanna marry
Scientists say that she's the second sunshine
And now my life is sweeter than berries
I guess if we have sex our love will turn to wine

When she's around nothing else matters
Even if the sky was at a stand still
If I turn my back then someone will get at her
If I don't someone else will

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you

Oh oh oh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Uhh, picture this all
Picture my life and my intention to ball
Picture this ice and how it glitter for y'all
Now don't you feel claustrophobic when that chick is involved?

She changed your life and your frame of mind
Sorry I hope what I'm saying is fine
We fuss but we take it one day at a time
If there's a fire you know that she'll lay in the line

I just, close my eyes and curve my mouth
Open my mind and words come out
You're eclectic, you're creative
You the picture girl, I just painted

I got it, you name it, it's all paid for
Big castle on the sea shore
With the Willy Wonka decor
How this sound, Mr. and Mrs. Skateboard, P

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

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Still Shinin' - Lyrics - Hell On Earth - Mobb Deep

Title: Still Shinin'
Album: Hell On Earth
Artist: Mobb Deep
Composer(s): Albert Johnson, Kejuan Muchita

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Lyric:
We shot the motherfuckin' pack, yo
Yo, to all my niggaz uncivilized to civilized
We cook the shake, move the weight across the tri-state
Them jooks niggaz bring the shook up out the crook type
Special deliver, son, it shines through your act bigger
My Infamous Mobb get on they job
The truth gets revealed like you W. Fard
Some sheisty New York niggaz, thirsty for chedda
You shinin', you get your jewels taken with your Hil' sweater

Keepin' this rap fans like crack fiends
Until we re-up, and put more Infamous up on the rap scene
Mix the coke rhymes in greases like baking soda
Albums of G-packs sellin' 'cross far waters
My Mobb pits is like dime bricks
Satisfaction, guaranteed real shit
Rapper Noyd, we meet you at the top kid
And once we all on top, ain't no stoppin' it

I'm headstrong, at peace with myself like Islam
You stupid, a hundred niggaz form around me
Like forcefield pull out and use gun like shield
The crew is worldwide, to think we started from the Hill
Beware of quiet niggaz layin' in the cut
(For what?)
Patiently watchin', waitin' for a come up
Get your spot took, we rob land like white man
Plans to overthrow your whole shit by shaking your hand
Motherfucker

Up the ladder of success with tecs we build and destroy
Still shinin', still climbin'
Up the ladder of success with tecs we build and destroy
Still shinin', still climbin'

Still shinin', still climbin', check this out, son
Nine six to the motherfuckin' year two G
The Mobb got it locked with the Master keys
Word life combination to the safe, it's on
Get that loot motherfucker, spread love well you warned
The forty-first got the heat, for them niggaz that thirst
Yes, divine nine shine put that ass in line
Regulate, I'm only here just to take what's mine

Must hit combine, dangerous minds Dunn bust the outline
A half a man generatin' grands
Kid you know how I go only fuck with fam
That's why you're lookin' from the outside in, wonderin'
How we bubblin', hustlin', break you days in
Grimy motherfuckers, gettin' info from your baby's mother
Got her pillow talkin' while that ass was sleepwalkin'

So all that bullshit you did, I know where you live
You better be on point when you walk in the rest
Your broke ass probably don't got a vest
So I suggest change your location is best
Because I'm comin' through army fatigue dressed
Blessed with hollow tips, yes, to burn through your dirty ass Guess
Yes, still shinin', still climbin'

Hey yo, yo Tommy, word break the fuck off what is you tryin'?
His fagot ass cats'll get capped for even tryin'
You tried to confront me, but only faced iron
From holes to your shirt like Jamaican clothes
Fuck the miss, the science of numbers is how I live
If we ain't gettin' mathematics somethin' got to give
Broke for your fuckin' life with nowhere to live
Is no way to live, resort to Plan B
Start to stickin', strong-arm robbery and ice pickin'

It's sneak vickin', it's cold outside
I think it's past time for me to grab the clapper and take mine
You follow what I'm sayin' it's like leadin' the blind
Tryin' to voice a clear picture of this life of crime
You slow learners'll understand in due time
Up the ladder of success with tecs, we tryin' to eat
And put that fly shit on my back, and bless my feet
With some new and improved, spectate or make a move
Hesitate or regulate it's on you, crime nigga yo

Up the ladder of success with tecs we build and destroy
Still shinin', still climbin'
Up the ladder of success with tecs we build and destroy
Still shinin', still climbin'

Up the ladder of success with tecs we build and destroy
Still shinin', still climbin'
Up the ladder of success with tecs we build and destroy
Still shinin', still climbin'

What?
Nine six motherfucker
The Infamous

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Life Is Tragic - Lyrics - Dj Muggs

Title: Life Is Tragic
Artist: Dj Muggs
Composer(s): Lawrence Muggerud, J.A. Raheem, J.T. Chandler, L.B. Cooper

Lyric:
Yeah, what? '96
One two, one two, nine-double-tre
Infamous Mobb up in this, Infamous Mobb
Up in this shit, *?nine car?* to the year 2 G
We're all set like this, to my nigga Kicko
Yo, y'all, Gambino, godfather

I tell my nigga Kicko, back in the world again
Slash dove slash player hater
We strive for action, breakin nigga's knees for cheese
Seems I gotta redeem, puncture your chest
Til I see flesh and bleed
Then I all set, set
Things correct, balance weight, no escape
It's the Infamous Mobb to the year 2 G
My fam will be known throughout the universe
Comin right back, back down to Earth
Goddamn it, just planned it
Got my ho bitches slanted, my seed I planted
Another life I give, Ty Knitty
A visible shield, trife or deal
Dun, is life for real? Conquered and peeled (yeah)
Or you end up crimed at will, only the real
Reality is trife by forcefield, but I shield
Police guns'll blast, little late to stab at your hi-ide
Under fire you fold, under fire you fold, nigga

For all my team locked, locked inside facilities
Penitentiaries, steady livin in misery
Intensively, then I strike you mentally then physically
Infamously rap the QBC
Convincively I can advance Dee, it's a prophecy
Live a lottery, shut up, massive mynogany

I got my nigga?black, killer black in the world again
Holdin me down with 4 pounds
Legendary crown, Scarface and Gambino
Two grimeys, word life combined one is in my body, dun
Now we're livin life as one
Yo son, (yo son), I gotta stop threadin on that shit, man, word up
But we trapped on this planet til the day that we die
Ain't no way to escape sight from my twin eye
Above my unlaw, juice from the wines
Far side only to see with Mobb eye
Genuine shine, left blind by bright light
Strike like Navy SEALS seen with dark light
With the 'seal gat lace black for combat
(Lace black for combat, combta, nigga, combat, nigga)

Twenty four lie, Southport I support
All my niggas li-locked down for life
Keep ya head tight, cap front, hit em up right
Icepick-like gat keepin sick, cock, safety of
Steady, five Berreti ready
To chop or get chopped, son, don't let nobody know
Go handle your business, champion winner
Victorious, leavin you questionin this with medicine
Curin your soul, takin control of the situation
Situated at hand, we expand like coke land
Fool proof plan, like the gingerbread man
Catch me if you can, on the run, fugitive fled
Flee to be free, carcerated from my Queensbridge family
*?Tee-na?* beats ta expand
Lakin Luchiano feedin DJ Benny
Rock free hop top top, ta-ta George?
Cliff Diggity my niggity
Fat Mom mouldy rap and Tee ya get ya mouth flee
Duggidge, JL, *?why too young?*? Go hire two
Old time Fake Lou, Tee cut the groups
Green Eyes and Nickel, Tee-lord, we no be no part
Tee go gun knot slingin panties, go
Send his ass back to Puerto Rico
Jakes on terror, do black skins
All my men

Life is tragic (tragic)
Back in the world once again (once again)
Tryin ta make a million times ten (times ten)
Friends, how many of us have them?
Grow with, this cat had the clap on the Infamous Mobb
In the world once again (no question)
Tryin ta make a million times ten
Friends, how many of us have them? (Have them)
On locked, Dee, cos Dee's bagged them

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Still The Best - Lyrics - Sex Style - Kool Keith

Title: Still The Best
Album: Sex Style
Artist: Kool Keith
Composer(s): Kurt Matlin, Keith Thornton

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Lyric:
Yeah
American and European, national champion
Kool Keith, you know who I am
The master man, Willie Biggs, big status
Droppi nine-six and seven, big status
Skill, lotto winners

I taught New York City, the five boroughs how to rap
You can take that back and pull them thongs our your rectum crack
I'm Poppa Large, big daddy, big penis in a Caddy
Retro petrol, I run that whole metropolitan area
Burnin' ya, the style is scarin' ya

You don't know and half of y'all brothers can't flow
I'm Texas Swift, down South, they call me Frankie Joe
Keep pushin' rigs, Mack trucks, drop off your girl's wigs
I'm strictly business, no gimmicks, a rhymin expert
No common style, or wack logo, cheap hip-hop shirt

You best to be prepared, paperclips, on your mouth
I rock Virginia, tag Atlanta, 95 South
Then hit Miami, let the girls feel my stiff jammy
I'm national kid, girls like the way I dress

I'm still the best, I'm still the best, East to West
Joe Kingpin, big stack, money Willie Biggs
I'm still the best, I'm still the best, East to West
Joe Kingpin, big stack, money Willie Biggs

Superfly get back, your whole group is Freddie's Dead
Rap style pee stain, like yellow spots on your bed
I'm Jay Gloom, on the streets, still walkin doo doo
You can't stop me, step off, now let your girl jock me
I ride a bus and tail just like a Kawasaki

Motorcycles with big gloves, I'm here to damage ya
Political style flop, your child play is amateur
Yo take that word, I rip your anus, use a herb
I get in rectum, zoom focus on your whole room
Wear green capes and walk in clubs like I'm Dr. Doom

Handblock double switch monkey style, flying horsemen
Crab leg, walk on top of rappers, then I cross men
I be the Silver Surfer, glidin' with a fly leather
Wig, gold chains, my glasses fog in the rainy weather

We do this like Brutus, I make you say, ?Who dis??
The man on the mic's right, cover your styles tonight
I do my duty destruct, take skin off your booty
Masquerade man is ill, Keith spinnin' reel to reel

Who play the number tonight? I put six on a five
Shoulda combinated, go ahead baby

I'm still the best, I'm still the best, East to West
Joe Kingpin, big stack, money Willie Biggs
I'm still the best, I'm still the best, East to West
Joe Kingpin, big stack, money Willie Biggs

I'm still the best, I'm still the best, East to West
Joe Kingpin, big stack, money Willie Biggs
I'm still the best, I'm still the best, East to West
Joe Kingpin, big stack, money Willie Biggs

Big Willie, Big Willie
Big Willie hey yeah, hey
Big Willie, Big Willie
Big Willie hey

You're not competition, no joke, I know your kinfolks
That sloppy Gotti style just a bowl of Wheat Oats
No matter how mean or point blank hard you look
I cover my eye, retarded bugged like I'm Captain Hook

Like Vincent Price, I'm nice, I bake and coke you twice
Your crew is rat turd, your parakeet flow is bird
At my night show lick my pubic hair, tell me word
I'm basic nasty, with tight moves, smart like Lassie

Classical winner bass, pumpin' while your sound is thinner
I kick back, with drawers off, invite your girl to dinner
Get sexy raw, the champagne pours even more
No forcefield, I rhyme erotic, feel myself on tour

I'm so delicate, countin' cash, too intelligent
Yeah, I bought the dream book
Gon' play what I got to play tomorrow
Do this right, yeah

I'm still the best, I'm still the best, East to West
Joe Kingpin, big stack, money Willie Biggs
I'm still the best, I'm still the best, East to West
Joe Kingpin, big stack, money Willie Biggs

I'm still the best, I'm still the best, East to West
Joe Kingpin, big stack, money Willie Biggs
I'm still the best, I'm still the best, East to West
Joe Kingpin, big stack, money Willie Biggs

Best, East to West
Best, East to West, Big Willlie, hey
Best, East to West
Best, East to West
Best, East to West
Best, East to West
Hey hey, hey hey, hey hey, hey

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Wanna Love U Girl - Lyrics - The Evolution of Robin Thicke - Robin Thicke

Title: Wanna Love U Girl
Album: The Evolution of Robin Thicke
Artist: Robin Thicke
Composer(s): Pharrell L Williams, Robin A Thicke

Lyric:
Ho

She's the kind of girl you wanna marry
The kind of girl, you'd walk the whole world for
Put her on your back and just carry
Her attitude is hotter than the earth's core

When she's around nothing else matters
Untouchable, she's got her own forcefield
Sooner or later someone will get at her
If I don't someone else will

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you

Oh oh oh

She's the kind of girl, you wanna marry
Scientists say that she's the second sunshine
And now my life is sweeter than berries
I guess if we have sex our love will turn to wine

When she's around nothing else matters
Even if the sky was at a stand still
If I turn my back then someone will get at her
If I don't someone else will

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you

Oh oh oh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Uhh, picture this all
Picture my life and my intention to ball
Picture this ice and how it glitter for y'all
Now don't you feel claustrophobic when that chick is involved?

She changed your life and your frame of mind
Sorry I hope what I'm saying is fine
We fuss but we take it one day at a time
If there's a fire you know that she'll lay in the line

I just, close my eyes and curve my mouth
Open my mind and words come out
You're eclectic, you're creative
You the picture girl, I just painted

I got it, you name it, it's all paid for
Big castle on the sea shore
With the Willy Wonka decor
How this sound, Mr. and Mrs. Skateboard, P

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

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