Freedom '90 - Lyrics - Ladies And Gentlemen CD2 - For The Feet - George Michael

Title: Freedom '90
Album: Ladies And Gentlemen CD2 - For The Feet
Artist: George Michael
Composer(s): George Michael

Lyric:
I won't let you down, I will not give you up
Gotta have some faith in the sound, it's the one good thing that I've got
I won't let you down, so please don't give me up
Because I would really, really love to stick around oh yeah

Heaven knows I was just a young boy
Didn't know what I wanted to be
I was every little hungry schoolgirls pride and joy
And I guess it was enough for me

To win the race, a prettier face
Brand new clothes and a big fat place on your rock and roll TV
But today the way I play the game is not the same
No way think I'm gonna get me some happy

I think there's something you should know
I think it's time I told you so
There's something deep inside of me
There's someone else I've got to be

Take back your picture in a frame
Take back your singing in the rain
I just hope you understand
Sometimes the clothes do not make the man

All we have to do now, is take these lies
And make them true somehow
All we have to see is that I don't belong to you
And you don't belong to me, yeah, yeah

Freedom, freedom, freedom
You've gotta give for what you take
Freedom, freedom, freedom
You've gotta give for what you take

Heaven knows we sure had some fun boy
What a kick just a buddy and me
We had every big-shot goodtime band on the run boy
We were living in a fantasy

We won the race, got out of the place
I went back home got a brand new face for the boys on MTV
But today the way I play the game has got to change, oh yeah
Now I'm gonna get myself happy

I think there's something you should know
I think it's time I stopped the show
There's something deep inside of me
There's someone I forgot to be

Take back your picture in a frame
Don't think that I'll be back again
I just hope you understand
Sometimes the clothes do not make the man

All we have to do now, is take these lies
And make them true somehow
All we have to see is that I don't belong to you
And you don't belong to me, yeah, yeah

Freedom, freedom, freedom
You've gotta give for what you take
Freedom, freedom, freedom
You've gotta give for what you take

Well it feels like the road to heaven
But it feels like the road to hell
When I knew which side my bread was buttered
I took the knife as well

Posing for another picture, everybody's got to sell
But when you shake your ass, they notice fast
And some mistakes were build to last

That's what you get, that's what you get
That's what you get, I say that's what you get
I say that's what you get for changing your mind
That's what you get for changing your mind

That's what you get, that's what you get
And after all this time
I just hope you understand
Sometimes the clothes do not make the man

All we have to do now, is take these lies
And make them true somehow
All we have to see is that I don't belong to you
And you don't belong to me, yeah, yeah

Freedom, freedom, freedom
You've gotta give for what you take
Freedom, freedom, freedom
You've gotta give for what you take, yeah

You gotta give for what, give for what, give
May not be what you want from me
Just the way it's got to be, lose the face now
I've got to give for what, give for what

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The Chosen Few - Lyrics - Voices Of Transgression: A 90's Retrospective - Kreator

Title: The Chosen Few
Album: Voices Of Transgression: A 90's Retrospective
Artist: Kreator
Composer(s): Thomas Vetterli, Miland Petrozza

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Lyric:
For the first time in my life
I've seen the fire within your eyes
My mind, it screams for shelter now
I know I've got to resist some how

My religion, my certain death
My salvation, my sacrilege
My inner sanctum, my prophecy
You've become everything and more to me

So our souls will be one
A new era has begun
Fantasies will come true
Not only for the chosen few

For freedom is a two edged sword
And life is only a gift for gods
Straight from the heart of the serpent's kiss
To see something as it really is

My precious kingdom, my empire
My tragedy and my desire
My life's blood, my shining light
Feels like I am finally alive

So our souls will be one
A new era has begun
Fantasies will come true
Not only for the chosen few

My religion, my certain death
My salvation, my sacrilege
My inner sanctum, my prophecy
You've become everything and more to me

So our souls will be one
A new era has begun
Fantasies will come true
Not only for the chosen few

So our souls will be one
A new era has begun
Fantasies will come true
Not only for the chosen few

So our souls will be one
A new era has begun
Fantasies will come true
Not only for the chosen few

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I Didn'T Ask To Come - Lyrics - Soul Food - Goodie Mob

Title: I Didn'T Ask To Come
Album: Soul Food
Artist: Goodie Mob
Composer(s): Willie Knighton, Raymon Murray, Robert Barnett, Patrick Brown, Thomas Burton, Cameron Gipp, Rico Wade

Lyric:
Everyday somebody gets killed
What's the deal it's 1995 and a nigga wanna live
The type of life that people dream, I want things
A crib, a car, while living the life of a king

I know I take for granted at times for what I got
Still hustlin' and bustlin' and now and then I stand a pop
Or two to come up a steady battle through the days
Mamma think I'm wrong because I wanna get paid

The system ain't given T-mo a chance 22 on the loose
And black trying to get the noose a little slack
Around my neck they making it hard for a brother to cope
It's still illegal to smoke cess 'cause they can't tax
I'm ready to go up in the White House with my acts
And chop up shit until they give my freedom back

Service to what, who damn, you got caught sought away out
The trait is getting full, calling up your pull but pull ain't got it
I fell cold inside like a man sleeping on pavement
Under the bridge of I-20 west

And stress on the face of the man
Cussing out the atmosphere with nobody close enough to hear
And who dat miss they fee, 'cuz all they personal shit
Is sitting on the front lawn of apple tree

And for those who ain't got take
Before the owner shows back up with the U-haul, police you call
But wasn't no Marshall there to watch your stuff, see I stand tall
To this world like a kid walking rapping his rhymes to himself

A book on a shelf of many MC's seen them come and go
Style free with Cool Breeze 'til it's thick like dat fog
Stacking away my extra for a engine for tha hog
Dropping a point from the East from a location out tha trees, 360 degrees

Born into these crooked ways
I never even ask to come so now I'm living in the days
I struggle and fight to stay alive
Hoping that one day I'd earn the chance to die

Pallbearer to this one
Pallbearer to that one
Can't seem to get a grip
'Cause, my palms is sweatin'

Niggas ain't getting no where fast but, closer to the hearse
Why sunbeam burst off baskets nearly blinding me
Almost dropped ma end of the casket
Woodgrain and the only thang on my brain is where this coward hang
S W A T S
South West Atlanta Fountain Lane

Forgot the batch niggas got thirty years
Lord forgive me and my foes I know
Revenge is best served when cold by those
Who feel no guilt, God don't care whether you got a spade or not

Ain't no turning in your playing hand you was dealt
Better tighten up your belt man, always go with
The first instinct because, I don't make the rules
Ooh, you know how it is in these streets
Victims rarely get a chance to think twice

As he laid in the final resting place
He had such a peaceful expression in his face
My visions blurry from crying but it ain't hard to see that
At any time it coulda been me

It's about 90 degrees outside but yet it felt like I'm froze
The ceremonies come to a close
I toss a rose but just can't seem to walk away yet
Damn I done fucked around and got upset

But it ain't nothing we can do
It's bigger than me and you one day our time coming too
So ain't no use in being sad
Leaving here was probably the best gift he ever had

We should be glad
Maybe his life was something
That he had to give to show me
That I need to be responsible about how I live

I won't complain about my pain
But I just ain't gone let my niggas die in vain
So Bean, I'm gone make it for you
The cycle that these young black men keep goin' through

I'm gone break it for you
And start takin' care of me
And me consist of all my friends and my family
From now on, until I'm gone

Born into these crooked ways
I never even ask to come so now I'm living in the days
I struggle and fight to stay alive
Hoping that one day I'd earn the chance to die

Pallbearer to this one
Pallbearer to that one
Can't seem to get a grip
'Cause my palms is sweatin'

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Family Tree - Lyrics - IIcons - Naughty By Nature

Title: Family Tree
Album: IIcons
Artist: Naughty By Nature
Composer(s): Keir Gist, Vincent Brown, Anthony Shawn Criss, Barry White

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Lyric:
Sometimes because of jealousy and the intent to demise
Certain factions have to be forbidden or destroyed
Fire has to be sent to the poisoned forest
With the root of fresh trees planted elsewhere

Only then will you obtain a wilderness
That cannot be penetrated, petrified family tree

See what started as a family forest
Got cut to a family tree with the limbs
And the leaves looking' at the world for answers
The world points to the sun and the sun says

The answers in me, so I search through the darkness
Can't find the key so we locked in the land of the lost
Lord, please tomorrow ain't promised to you nor me
So now we choose the roots, so we can plant new trees

Many minds always meet with pens and sheets
Close my eyes, think what next on my rhymes
See this face in ink, I'm havin' visions of wisdom
Dreamin' 'bout my own ending

Am I seein' death as freedom and livin' as prison
My son didn't have a daddy to shape him so
God bless him with a daddy to save him
Yeah I raise him and pay some attention

He talked and he listened to reach him and teach him
Before I'm gone from existence
Teach him 'bout the foes, the hos and all opponents
Those that always talk 'bout love but never showed it

Those who had the chances to stand and always blowed it
Those that set you up by the hour to steal your moment
Pac the word is you ain't there so fuck the rumor
I'll get a pound of that shit from Bermuda

And meet you in Cuba
Fucked up on Larusa no doubt, I know the locale
If they gotta born you, I'm gonna mourne you 'til I join you

See what started as a family forest
Got cut to a family tree with the limbs
And the leaves looking' at the world for answers
The world points to the sun and the sun says

The answers in me, so I search through the darkness
Can't find the key so we locked in the land of the lost
Lord, please tomorrow ain't promised to you nor me
So now we choose the roots, so we can plant new trees

Uhh and now I know I got some family
Who missed me from the heart, forever we're apart
Just because I'm nothin' and you abuse me and use me
Now you wanna try to come bruise me

And even though maybe were in there
Farther than it once was I know family don't always
Mean that they blood 'cause some people just
Don't give a nigga what some people tried to use my name

So all the fat we had to cut and I'm still
Walking with my six amp strut
Urban eyes see through camouflage
And now I know who's butt

So when I sent you tried to play me
All of a sudden now I'm shady
Maybe deep down in my heart
Never trust you from the start

Never hoped you'd be my homie, don't come 'round my way
And if we never speak again, it's got to be that way
This millennium, we'll be spankin' your heiny
Remind thee naughty invented family of the 90's

See what started as a family forest
Got cut to a family tree with the limbs
And the leaves looking' at the world for answers
The world points to the sun and the sun says

The answers in me, so I search through the darkness
Can't find the key so we locked in the land of the lost
Lord, please tomorrow ain't promised to you nor me
So now we choose the roots, so we can plant new trees

Life doesn't end when the sweat dries
A time when a nickle cost a dollar
When you rise your chest dies
My dynasty many fear it cos' I'm near it

Ancient Egyptian scriptures fitted in through hyroglyphics
Motherfuckers try to touch my mental state
Niggas smile up in your face and then they infiltrate
So it seems nowadays that the only plan

To get my people help my people get a load of land
And Im'ma see it if I have to kill some shit
To make my family tree a motherfucking wilderness
See a black man standin' on the promised land

Since they broke every promise I devised a plan this
Black this and black that crap is gettin' touchy
Any black hat that cross my path, I call him lucky
Those who turn. they back with they fears

And try to before they can see us
They gonna need us sweet Jesus

See what started as a family forest
Got cut to a family tree with the limbs
And the leaves looking' at the world for answers
The world points to the sun and the sun says

The answers in me, so I search through the darkness
Can't find the key so we locked in the land of the lost
Lord, please tomorrow ain't promised to you nor me
So now we choose the roots, so we can plant new trees

See what started as a family forest
Got cut to a family tree with the limbs
And the leaves looking' at the world for answers
The world points to the sun and the sun says

The answers in me, so I search through the darkness
Can't find the key so we locked in the land of the lost
Lord, please tomorrow ain't promised to you nor me
So now we choose the roots, so we can plant new trees

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