Funny Little Feeling - Lyrics - Rock 'N' Roll Soldiers

Title: Funny Little Feeling
Artist: Rock 'N' Roll Soldiers
Composer(s): Marty Larson-Xu

Lyric:
I'm not doin' fine, I'm desecrating lives
I boned a phone booth of a lady shaky heinous crimes
Nailing hands down to floorboards, angry side gone overboard
And I'm bored, still bored, I'm so bored

I got a funny little feeling
My arms are shaking like a lighning rod, yeah
I'll cannonball right through the ceiling
And sink my teeth in till the feeling's gone, yeah

Oh I'm the slow move guy, no time for swattin' flies
Appeasing bees knees, easing G strings
Sesing wheesing funny little feeling, lick it dry, wonders just who am I?
Prison warden, teenage boy, transvestite with high heels on

Hey where has my life gone
Ain't done anything I want
According to my list I've still got so many musicians to kill
Will kill until I fill my landfill full of bodies standing still

Got a funny little feeling
My arms are shaking like a lighning rod, yeah
I'll cannonball right through the ceiling
And sink my teeth in till the feeling's gone, yeah

I got a funny little feeling
My arms are shaking like a lighning rod, yeah
I'll cannonball right through the ceiling
And sink my teeth in till the feeling's gone, yeah

I got a funny little feeling
My arms are shaking like a lighning rod, yeah
I'll cannonball right through the ceiling
And sink my teeth in 'till the feeling's gone, yeah

I got a funny little, I got a funny little
I got a funny little feeling
I got a funny little, I got a funny little
I got a funny little feeling, feeling, feeling
Oh you know the feeling

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Have A Little Faith - Lyrics - John Farnham

Title: Have A Little Faith
Artist: John Farnham
Composer(s): Russ Desalvo, Arnie Roman

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Lyric:
See the lovers in the faded photograph
She's making funny faces, he's trying not to laugh
Do you remember the way we used to be
When love lifted us up, made us feel so free?

How we betrayed each other
Trying to rediscover
That feeling once again
This is not the end

There's no ghost from the past that we can't shake
Have a little faith in us, have a little faith in us
There's no history that we can't remake
Have a little faith in us, for all we know the best is yet to come

We like the wind under our wings, you and I
We stay on the ground too long, we get that urge to fly
And it seems that the grass would be more green
In any other place with any change of scene

Here is the love we long for
Open the secret door
And it will take us in
And sweep us off our feet again

There's no ghost from the past that we can't shake
Have a little faith in us, have a little faith in us
There's no history that we can't remake
Have a little faith in us, have a little faith in us

There's no ghost from the past that we can't shake
Have a little faith in us, have a little faith in us
There's no destiny that we can't create
Have a little faith in us, for all we know the best is yet to come

And we can climb that mountain and go
Where this love has never gone before
And in our wildest heart of hearts we will know
That we have been reborn

There's no ghost from the past that we can't shake
Have a little faith in us, have a little faith in us
There's no history that we can't remake
Have a little faith in us, have a little faith in us

There's no ghost from the past that we can't shake
Have a little faith in us, have a little faith in us
There's no destiny that we can't create
Have a little faith in us, for all we know the best is yet to come

Have a little faith in us
Have a little faith, have a little faith in us
Have a little faith in us
Have a little faith, have a little faith in us
Have a little faith in us

Have a little faith, have a little faith in us
Have a little faith, have a little faith in us
Have a little faith, have a little faith in us
Have a little faith, have little faith in us

Have a little faith, have a little faith in us
Have a little faith, have a little faith in us
Have a little faith, have a little faith in us
Have a little faith, have a little faith in us

Have a little faith, have a little faith in us
Have a little faith, have a little faith in us
Have a little faith

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On The Grind - Lyrics - I'm a Hustla - Cassidy

Title: On The Grind
Album: I'm a Hustla
Artist: Cassidy
Composer(s): Barry Reese, Qaadir Atkinson, Thomas David Richardson, Douglas Fraser Edwards

Lyric:
Yeah, Cassidy, yeah, I'm out here on the grind

I'm out here on the grind tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just to get a little name
They act a little funny and they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money and enjoy a little fame

'Cause I'm out here on the grind tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just to get a little name
They act a little funny and they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money and enjoy a little fame

I was told it's a crazy world, well I was born crazy too
1982, they said I was a baby who
Always started trouble, start to hustle what they made me do
As I grew as a man, my plans and my gravy grew

Coke, I copped a little, posted on the block a little
My block popped a little even though my rocks was little
But now a nigga grown started selling bigger stones
Got a steady clientele that can't leave the shit alone

Keep it on the hivic homes, can't leave ya shit at home
If I spit it, I did it, I lived it, we can get it on
Forget it, I'm sick with it, admit it or get shitted on
You don't wanna get the chrome, you wanna getcha phone

You don't wanna brawl at all, you wanna call the law
But if you get called a snitch, you might as well call it quits
And I might answer the phone when you call you bitch
I push bars like rod, this shit all will flip

Man I'm out here on the grind
I'm out here on the grind
I'm out here on the grind

I do this for the hood and I do this for the streets
I do this for my peeps 'cause my family gotta eat
I do this for the thugs that be hustling the drugs
I do this for my niggaz who be busting all the slugs

I'd do this for the love but I do this to get paid
I do this for my niggaz in the cells and in the graves
I do this for my niggaz on the block that keep it thorough
I do this for all the hustlers around the world
'Cause I'm out here on the grind

Don't abuse the fame, use your brain fore you open ya mouth
Or you could get poked ouch with the toast in ya mouth
I doubt I'ma go broke, I be done broke in ya house
You don't hustle just 'cause niggaz cook coke in ya house

If I stop selling coke, it'll drought
And my flow so dope, I got insurance on my throat and my mouth
I change the game, my name gets spoken about
I'm still ill with the smoke in my mouth

Ya sis oped, and I'ma open her blouse
Stick my dick down her throat and start stroking her mouth
I let my unborns float in her mouth
And then I put a condom on and start stroking her out

I blow the hydro to the scout
On the post with the rock inside got most of the clout
And most of the cash I'm bragging and boasting about
Copped a yacht and got a dock, I can float to the house

Got damn, you wouldn't understand how I'm feeling man
I'm chilling man, all for the love of drug dealing man
I got change I'm gon' borrow
That's why I got a quarter million dollar painting hanging on my wall

So naw, I ain't pressed for paper
But I'm dealing weight and got real estate tryna stretch the paper
It's best to invest the paper
But if you wanna battle, let's bet, I could use the extra paper

'Cause I'd do whatever to eat
I'm from the street, if it's beef, it's whatever, I ain't never been sweet
And in a battle, I ain't never been beat
I'm in the race to take Jay-Z place, and you ain't better than bleek

When I speak, you can tell that I'm wise
Dog, I got the best punch lines since big l was alive
And this was a big L so I'm already high
If a nigga better than me, then he already died, Cass

I do this for the hood and I do this for the streets
I do this for my peeps 'cause my family gotta eat
I do this for the thugs that be hustling the drugs
I do this for my niggaz who be busting all the slugs

I'd do this for the love but I do this to get paid
I do this for my niggaz in the cells and in the graves
I do this for my niggaz on the block that keep it thorough
I do this for all the hustlers around the world
'Cause I'm out here on the grind

Man I'm out here on the grind
I'm out here on the grind
I'm out here on the grind

I'm out here on the grind tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just to get a little name
They act a little funny and they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money and enjoy a little fame

'Cause I'm out here on the grind tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just to get a little name
They act a little funny and they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money and enjoy a little fame

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Slipping Through My Fingers - Lyrics - The Visitors - Abba

Title: Slipping Through My Fingers
Album: The Visitors
Artist: Abba
Composer(s): Bjorn Ulvaeus, Benny Andersson

Lyric:
Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while

The feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake, I let precious time go by
Then when she's gone, there's that odd melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt I can't deny

What happened to the wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
(Slipping through my fingers all the time)
Well, some of that we did but most we didn't
And why, I just don't know

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile

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Piano In The Dark - Lyrics - Nina

Title: Piano In The Dark
Artist: Nina
Composer(s): Scott Cutler, Brenda Russell, Jeffrey B. Hull

Lyric:
When I find myself watching the time
I never think about
All the funny things you said
I feel like it's dead
Where is it leading me now?

I turn around in the still of the room
Knowing this is when
I'm gonna make my move
Can't wait any longer
And I'm feeling stronger but, oh

Just as I walk through the door
I can feel your emotion
It's pulling me back
Back to love you

I know, caught up in the middle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no, gave up on the riddle
I cry just a little
When he plays piano in the dark

He holds me close like a thief of the heart
He plays a melody
Born to tear me all apart
The silence is broken
And no words are spoken but oh

Just as I walk through the door
I can feel your emotion
It's pulling me back
Back to love you

I know, caught up in the middle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh, no, gave up on the riddle
I cry just a little
When he plays piano in the dark
In the dark

Oh, the silence is broken
And no words are spoken but, oh

Just as I walk through the door
I can feel your emotion
Oh baby, pulling me back
Back to love you

I know, I'm caught up in the middle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no, gave up on the riddle
I cry just a little, I cry, I cry

I know, I'm caught up in the middle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no, gave up on the riddle
I cry just a little
When he plays piano in the dark
In the dark

I can't let go, no, no, no, no, no
I can't let go, no, no
Can't let go, no, no, no, no

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Sneaking Up On Boo Radley - Lyrics - Bruce Hornsby

Title: Sneaking Up On Boo Radley
Artist: Bruce Hornsby
Composer(s): Bruce Hornsby

Lyric:
Crawl up the back steps up to the back door
Reach up in the dark, turn the handle a little more
Open up real slow so the door won't creak
Look ahead, look behind, don't shuffle your feet

They say he's crazy, they say he's gone
We play our tricks, make up funny songs
Sneaking around, feeling badly
Sneaking up on Boo Radley

Hear the caterpillar crawl, hear the bed buds bite
Hear the crickets scream, all the sounds of the night
Hear the sound of footprints on the ground I think I say
Don't step on the lightning bugs, watch the crack in your knees

They say he's crazy, they say he's gone
We play our tricks, make up funny songs
Sneaking around, feeling badly
Sneaking up on Boo Radley

They say he's funny, got a loose screw
Stay away, he's a threat to you
Give him a break, what do we know
Might turn out we would like him so
We fear what we just don't know

I heard he served a long time ago
He saw some things we'll never know
We laugh and sneak around in the night
Fun and games but I know it's not right

Scared and fascinated
Ignorant we castigate him
Scared and fascinated
Ignorant we flagellate him

They say he's crazy, they say he's gone
We play our tricks, make up funny songs
Down the street walking sadly
Little sister loves him madly
Feeling like the man from Gladly
Sneaking up on Boo Radley
Sneaking up on Boo Radley

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When The Chips Are Down - Lyrics - The Hunger for More - Lloyd Banks

Title: When The Chips Are Down
Album: The Hunger for More
Artist: Lloyd Banks
Composer(s): M. Clervoix, R. Smith, D. Prosper, Jason Taylor, L. Creme, Kevin Godley, J. Taylor, Lloyd Banks, K. Godley, Lol Creme, C. Lloyd

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Lyric:
These niggaz wanna see me, 'cause of the way I shine
But it ain't that easy, to get mine, you get your ass lay down

The paint is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and round

Funny how the world revolves around my click
'Cause just a year ago, nigga ain't had shit
Me and my right hand share the same outfit
Which fuels the fire that I ear to game outwit

It's amazing the way that boy came up so quick
But that platinum niggaz will blow your brain out, shit
I'm the new nigga the others can't stand
The rubber band man, be goddamned if I can

Let another nigga feel my spot
If a nigga steal from me, it's the steel I pop
I'm on my grind, so if you thought I chill I'm not
Won't stop letting the steering wheel peel the block

The paint is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and round
The paint is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and round

Banks, they think I'm Yayo's replacement
Nah, I ball it's the G-unit walking through the matrix
I'm signed to the doctor, I ain't got no patience
So he put me with 50 cent, now I got a face-lift

Magazines wanna know, where the fuck L.A. been
It almost died in the same car Suge got grazed in
2001, I was playing my PlayStation
And I heard 9 shots I'm faced down with my heart pacing

All I could think about was I had my guns
And my drugs in the basement
It was either that or the state pen
I woke up of the coma, police waiting for a statement

The paint is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and round
The paint is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and round

Pass the weed, let a nigga get into his zone
Poppa left me all alone in the world to roam
But now I'm grown millionaires in my cell phone
A year past now God did and L gone

And I'm sick boy, chopping with the wrong click
To think about that, before I let the song stick
Uh, who's a limp? Please don't get me confused with him
'Cause I'm down to going all round lose or win

If I should die ride the jeep through the little bride
Every strip block the projects is on my side
A ghetto's gone by the hundred grand on my arm
Sick boxing never hundred grand on my charm, you broke, nigga

The paint is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and round
The paint is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and round

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A Little Too Late - Lyrics - 10 - Brian Mcknight

Title: A Little Too Late
Album: 10
Artist: Brian Mcknight
Composer(s): Brian Kelly Mcknight

Lyric:
Forever was shorter than what I was thinkin'
Now, all we have left is yesterday
I guess I wasn't what you wanted
'Til you saw me turn and walk away

But still you had me feeling small when I'm 6'4
Better with you, always coming up short
Tired of all the games you played
Funny how now you've got so much to say, to say

But you never told me that you needed me
The way that you're telling me now
You never told me that you missed me
'Til you saw me breaking up
You never told me that you love me, ooh
Sorry for what I'm 'bout to say
But you're just a little too late

What did I do? What was I thinkin'? Ooh
When I gave you my everything, my life
I forgot about me and I stopped listening
Looking back I can finally see the light

You were happiest when I was all stressed out and losing hair
Reaching out for you and you didn't care
Tired of all the games you play
Funny how now you've got so much to say, to say

But you never told me that you needed me
The way that you're telling me now
You never told me that you missed me
'Til you saw me breaking up
You never told me that you love me, ooh
Sorry for what I'm 'bout to say
But you're just a little too late

I know oh, why couldn't you tell me when I needed to hear it before
I know, there's not much left to say
This is heartbreak, oh, tell me why the hell would I want to try again
There's no way that we could still be friends 'cause you never

You never told me that you needed me
The way that you're telling me now
You never told me that you missed me, oh no
'Til you saw me breaking up
You never told me that you love me, ooh
Sorry for what I'm 'bout to say

Sorry for what I'm 'bout to say
Sorry for what I'm 'bout to say
But you're just a little too late
But you're just a little too late

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Honey - Lyrics - New AmErykah, Pt. One: 4th World War - Erykah Badu

Title: Honey
Album: New AmErykah, Pt. One: 4th World War
Artist: Erykah Badu
Composer(s): F Baskett, C Mcdonald, Erykah Badu, D Shields, Patrick Douthit

Lyric:
So tell me Slim what you wanna do
When you know I'm in love with you
Every time that I turn around
Look for you but you can't be found

Fly free baby, fine with me
I'm in love with a bumble bee
Ooh Slim boy, you killing me
But you so sweet to me

Honey, you so sweet
Sugar, gone a long way to catch you
You so sweet
All I gotta do is add a little lemon
You my favorite drink
You make me think
Honey, you so sweet

So tell me Slim what it's gonna be
It don't be like this usually
When it come to the, "What it do?"
I don't fall for that, "Woop-tee-woo"

Boy, can you tell me please?
Wanna know if you feeling me
Slim boy, you killing me
But you so sweet to me

Honey, you so sweet
Sugar, gone a long way to catch you
You so sweet
All I gotta do is add a little lemon
You my favorite drink
You make me think
Honey, you so sweet

You got that honey, you running from me
You really turn me on
You got that honey, stop acting funny
You really turn me on

So tell me Slim what you trying to do
I'm tryna get me your interview
Look for you all over town
But you gave me the run-around

Fly free baby fine with me
I need to know, is you feeling me?
Can you stick your pinky finger in my tea?
'Cause you're so sweet to me

Honey, you so sweet
Sugar, gone a long way to catch you
You so sweet
All I gotta do is add a little lemon
You my favorite drink
You make me think
Honey, you so sweet
Honey, honey, honey, say

You got that honey, you running from me
You really turn me on
You got that honey, stop acting funny
You really turn me on

You got that honey, you running from me
You really turn me on
You got that honey, stop acting funny
You really turn me on

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C U When You Get There - Lyrics - Fantastic Voyage: The Greatest Hits - Coolio

Title: C U When You Get There
Album: Fantastic Voyage: The Greatest Hits
Artist: Coolio
Composer(s): Dominic Aldridge, Henry Straughter, Malieek Straughter, Artis Ivy

Lyric:
Now I've seen places and faces
And things you ain't never thought about thinking
If you ain't peeped then you must be drinking and smoking
Pretending that you're loc'ing but you're broken
Let me get you open

Now little Timmy got his diploma and little Jimmy got life
And Tamikra around the corner
Just took her first hit off the pipe
The other homie shot the other homie and ran off with his money
And when the other homies heard about it
They thought that it was funny

But who's the dummy? 'Cause, now you done lost the hustler
A down-ass brother done been replaced by a buster
And though I got love for ya, I know I can't trust ya
'Cause my crew is rolling homers
And your crew is rolling dusters

And just because of that
You act like you don't like the brother no more
I guess that's just the way it goes
I ain't trying to preach, I believe I can reach
But your mind ain't prepared, I'll c u when u get there

I'll c u when u get there
If you ever get there
C u when u get there
I'll c u when u get there
If you ever get there
C u when u get there

More temptation than faith, I guess we living for the day
I seen a man get swept off his feet by a boy with an AK
The situation so twisted, everybody getting lifted
I'm just trying to take care of my kids and handle my business

'Cause it way too serious, so you gotta pay close attention
So you don't get caught sitting
When they come and do all the getting
Life is a big game, so you gotta play it with a big heart
Some of us gotta run a little faster
'Cause we gotta lay the struggle

I'd be a fool to surrender when I know I can be a contender
If everybody's a sinner then everybody can be a winner
No matter your rag color, deep down, we all brothers
And regardless of the time, somebody up there still love us

I'ma scuffle and struggle until I'm breathless and weak
I done strived my whole life to make it to the mountain peak
Always keep reaching sure to grab on to something
I'll be there when you get there with muted sounds bumping

I'll c u when u get there
If you ever get there
C u when u get there
I'll c u when u get there
If you ever get there
C u when u get there

You need to loosen up and live a little
And if you got kids, let them know how you feeling
For your own sake give a little
Oh, you don't want to hear that, you busy tryina stack

And keep up with the Joneses, taking advantage of your own
The realest homies that you've been knowing for the longest
But some ain't missing a good thing until it's gone
Could have built an empire if not for the jealousy that divides us

We prefer to keep our eyes shut 'til it's right
When there's something involved that we desire
So hold your head up high if you're poor and righteous
I know times seem strife and problems seem endless

But at the times of despair we gotta put ourselves together
And if you feel you're out of the game
Then you need to get back in it
'Cause nothing worse than a quitter
You gotta face responsibility one day, my brother
So wrap up your pity and turn it to ambition
And put your vehicle in 'Drive' and stop by my side

I'll c u when u get there
If you ever get there
C u when u get there
I'll c u when u get there
If you ever get there
C u when u get there

As we walk down the road of our destiny
And the time comes to choose which shall it be
The wide and crooked or the straight and narrow
We got one voice to give and one life to live

Stand up for something or lie down in your game
Listen to the song that we sing
It's up to you to make it big
I guess, I'll c u when u see me

I'll c u when u get there
If you ever get there
C u when u get there
I'll c u when u get there
If you ever get there
C u when u get there

I'll c u when u get there
If you ever get there
C u when u get there
I'll c u when u get there
If you ever get there
C u when u get there

I'll c u when u get there
If you ever get there
C u when u get there
I'll c u when u get there
If you ever get there
C u when u get there
...

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Doing Dumb Shit - Lyrics - Death Certificate - Ice Cube

Title: Doing Dumb Shit
Album: Death Certificate
Artist: Ice Cube
Composer(s): Bernard Worrell, George Jr Clinton, Bootsy Collins, O'Shea Jackson

Lyric:
O'Shea, O'Shea
Get your ass in here, boy
You hear me calling you?
O'Shea

When I was young, I used to hang with the seventh graders
Little bad motherfucker playing Space Invaders
Fucking with the girls in the fourth grade
Either feeling on they butts or pulling on they braids

Walking with the schoolhouse bully
By doing that, I had a lot of pull, G
Cheating on tests, making a mess
Cussing like a sailor at recess

It must a been a half moon
'Cause you'll catch me running out the little girl's bathroom
Chewing on Good and Plenties
Got my gamble on at lunch pitching pennies

Yo, I was living like the class clown
Pulling all the hokes, making all the jokes, man
When you young it's hard to see
That it's wrong throwing rocks at the RTD

Popping out your window with a BB gun
Better yet knocking on your door and run
Playing hide-and-go-get-it for a little stank
Even though I was still shooting blanks

As soon as the dark hit
I was stealing candy out the corner market
Until I got my ass whipped
'Cause I was ten years old, doing dumb shit

Thirteen, that's how old I was
When my jimmy started getting a little peach fuzz
And I was looking at any butt and ass
Me and my homies started cutting class

Going up to the high school
Looking for any bitch I could lie to
Tell 'em I was older than I really was
Smoked my first joint and got really buzzed

That's what a mack's made of
But when I got my first piece of pussy I fell in love
Hard as a rock the long way
And then I put the rubber on the wrong way

But I still gotta have it
Overexcited and fucking like a jackrabbit
Goddamn, I was hot
A virgin but I still knew how to lay pipe

Even though the hoe worked me
I still knocked the boots from here to Albuquerque
Then the shit got strange money
I started shaking and Jimmy felt funny

Then the nut came gushing
I jumped up got dressed and start pushing
'Cause I thought the bitch broke my dick
'Cause I was still young doing dumb shit

At 17 got my first Volkswagon
And mastered the life-long art of dragging
To the women in college
Hung out with the OG's and got some street knowledge

Breaking in cars and all that
Hitting punk fools with a baseball bat
Fucking at a real fast rate
Till they said that I might not graduate

Then I said, "Fuck the dumb shit
'Cause Pops'll fuck me up quick"
And things continued

So I start rapping about shit I been through
And I got real good
Now I look at all the kids in the neighborhood
Trying to be baby macks
Doing shit that I did seven years back

Going through a stage
But before they can grow up they on the front page
And they mommas is having a fit
'Cause they died young doing dumb shit

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Simple Things - Lyrics - Amy Grant

Title: Simple Things
Artist: Amy Grant
Composer(s): Will Owsley, Keith Thomas, Amy Lee Grant, Dillon O'Brien

Lyric:
Wake up baby, look around
Birds sing, ooh, that sound
Reminds me of a line
From Unchained Melody

Feel like I'm a little girl
Best thing in the whole wide world
Is I can see the makings of
A memory

I remember how it used to be
Well, I'm still dreaming

'Cuz I dream of simple things I can believe in
Like the feeling this day brings
So true love and the miracle of forgiving
I believe in simple things

Ain't nothing like a sunny day
Chit-chat at a street cafe
Just paint the picture, baby
Where you wanna be

Take a walk, take a ride
So far, you and I
Don't need a plan but we can
Share this revelry

I remember how I used to want it all
Funny now the big things seem so small

I dream of simple things I can believe in
Like the feeling this day brings
True love and the miracle of forgiving
I believe in simple things

Through all the days
The blues, the grays
A ray of light keeps shining

I believe in simple things
Through all the days
The blues, the grays
A ray of light was shining

I dream of simple things I can believe in
Like the feeling this day brings
True love and the miracle of forgiving
I believe in simple things
I dream of simple things I can believe in
I believe in simple things

I dream of simple things I can believe in
Like the feeling this day brings
True love and the miracle of forgiving
I believe in simple things

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Ozone Mama - Lyrics - Lions - Black Crowes

Title: Ozone Mama
Album: Lions
Artist: Black Crowes
Composer(s): Christopher Mar Robinson, Rich S. Robinson

Lyric:
Listen, it's a trip y'all
Git hip to this y'all
It will git y'all
Make ya flip y'all
Gonna hit y'all
Never quit y'all
Right in the middle of our minds

The bug that bit y'all
Make ya itch y'all
Inch by inch y'all
Til your tall y'all
See it all y'all
Near and far y'all
We won't ever let it drag y'all

This funny feeling got me reeling
Like I'm walking on the ceiling
Do it to me now

Ozone mama lay your daddy down
Under the stars right down on the ground
Mother nature got me thinking
'Bout the love that you've been bringin'
Do it to me now

C'mon the ride y'all
We provide y'all
It's like this y'all
Never miss y'all
Git up and go y'all
Ya never know y'all
We be the bottom of your bag

Give a call y'all
Anytime y'all
Don't be slow y'all
Ya gotta know y'all
On with the show y'all
Bring it all y'all
We don't ever have to brag y'all

Well you got this poor boy thinking
From your cup I've been drinking
Do it now

Ozone mama lay your daddy down
Under the stars right down on the ground
Mother nature got me thinking
'Bout the love that you've been bringin'

Ozone mama lay your daddy down
Under the stars right down on the ground
Mother nature got me thinking
'Bout the love that you've been bringin'

Mama give it to me now
I said mama give it to me now
Said give it to me, give it to me now
Give it, give it, give it to me now
Oh, yeah, mama you got me thinking
'Bout the love that you've been bringin'
Give it to me now, yeah, yeah, yeah
I said a little bit, give a little bit, give a little bit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ozone mama give a little bit
I like it like that

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Sick City - Lyrics - Elton John

Title: Sick City
Artist: Elton John
Composer(s): Elton John, Bernie Taupin

Lyric:
Ooh she said, "The crowd just loved you
My name's Angel and I'm sixteen
I really love your band and your funny accent
Sure would like a cruise in your limousine"

Then she said, "How about a rubdown
You're so cute, I'm so mean
The way you hold your guitar, really gets me
I can show you tricks, that you ain't never seen"

Sick City, nobody to love you
Oh but sometimes, I can taste you when I'm feeling weak
Sick City, isn't it a pity?
That you can't float above it when the bottom leaks
Oh, Sick City

Hey man, how's about a handout?
All you dude just loaded down
Just a little sugar man, makes me sweeter
I like to sit at home and watch the world go round

Stage door monkey's on my back
Begging me to save his life
Can't he understand, we're not a healing show
We're just here to play some music for the kids tonight

Sick City, nobody to love you
Oh but sometimes, I can taste you when I'm feeling weak
Sick City, isn't it a pity?
That you can't float above it when the bottom leaks
Oh, Sick City

Stage door monkey's on my back
Begging me to save his life
Can't he understand, we're not a healing show
We're just here to play some music for the kids tonight

Sick City, nobody to love you
Oh but sometimes, I can taste you when I'm feeling weak
Sick City, isn't it a pity?
That you can't float above it when the bottom leaks
Oh, Sick City

Sick City, Sick City, Sick City
Sick City, Sick City, Sick City
Sick City, Sick City, Sick City
...

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Keep Ya Head Up - Lyrics - The Phoenix - Lyfe Jennings

Title: Keep Ya Head Up
Album: The Phoenix
Artist: Lyfe Jennings
Composer(s): Tupac Amaru Shakur, Stan Vincent, Daryl L. Anderson, Roger Troutman

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Lyric:
Little somethin' for my godson Elijah
And a little girl named Corinne

Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots
I give a holler to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, if don't nobody else care

And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot
When you come around the block brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up

And when he tells you you ain't nutting don't believe him
And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him
'Cause sista you don't need him
And I ain't trying to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em

You know it makes me unhappy, what's that
When brothas make babies
And leave a young mother to be a pappy
And since we all came from a woman

Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?
I think it's time to kill for our women

Time to heal our women, be real to our women
And if we don't we'll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man can't make one

He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
So will the real men get up
I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up

Keep ya head up, ooo child things are gonna get easier
Ooo child things are gonna get brighter
Keep ya head up, ooo child things are gonna get easier
Ooo child things are gonna get brighter

Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me
He had me feeling like black was tha thing to be
And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough
And though we had it rough, we always had enough

I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules
Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two
And I realize momma really paid the price
She nearly gave her life, to raise me right

And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream
Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen
I'm trying to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rent

And in the end it seems I'm headpin for tha pen
I try and find my friends, but they're blowing in the wind
Last night my buddy lost his whole family
It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity

It seems tha rain'll never let up
I try to keep my head up, and still keep from getting wet up
You know it's funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor

Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is
It ain't no hope for tha future
And then they wonder why we crazy
I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby

We ain't meant to survive, 'cause it's a setup
And even though you're fed up
Huh, ya got to keep your head up

Keep ya head up, ooo child things are gonna get easier
Ooo child things are gonna get brighter
Keep ya head up, ooo child things are gonna get easier
Ooo child things are gonna get brighter

And uhh, to all the ladies having babies on they own
I know it's kinda rough and you're feeling all alone
Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em

'Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure
And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more
'Cause ain't nutting worse than when your son
Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'

You can't complain you was dealt this
Hell of a hand without a man, feeling helpless
Because there's too many things for you to deal with
Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless

While tears, is rolling down your cheeks
Ya steady Chopin things don't all down this week
'Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me
I was given this world I didn't make it

And now my son's getten older and older and cold
From having the world on his shoulders
While the rich kids is driving Benz
I'm still trying to hold on to my surviving friends

And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but
Please you got to keep your head up

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Baby Boy - Lyrics - Nu Flow - Big Brovaz

Title: Baby Boy
Album: Nu Flow
Artist: Big Brovaz
Composer(s): Dion Howell, Nadia Shepherd, Abdul Bello, John Paul Horsley, Cherise Roberts, Michael Brown, Dean Mcintosh, Michael Mugisha, Temi Tayo

Lyric:
From the day that I saw you
If knew that we would pursue
'Cause the chemistry we felt that day
Felt so real, and so true

Looking back on a year we spent together
How it?s been, what we went through
Although we?ve had our little ups and downs
We?ve still pulled through

Baby girl you?re my world my everything
I wanna lace you with diamonds and every ring
Give you everything you dream and fantasize
Cause you can tell me that you love me

Looking in my eyes you keep it real with me
I keep it real with you you keep on loving me
I?ll keep on loving you keep doing what you do
I feel your whole aura and I can?t wait to hook up
Again tomorrow baby what

My love for you will never end
You?ll always be a part of me
As long as time keeps on passing by
You?ll always be my baby boy

Every time I look at you, I can?t believe
I?ve found a love so true and I took my time to put my trust in you
I must admit it was so hard to do and every minute that I spend with you
You make me believe I have nothing to loose and
Deep down I always knew that you would be mine

Do you believe in destiny
Because I got a funny feeling this was meant to be
Without you I?d be lost, I need you next to me
Preferably in the house full of luxuries and little kids

From day one I was sprung, knew you was gonna be one
Cause my heart spoke for the very first time in a long while
And every time you smile, I can see us walking up the aisle
With you carrying my child c?mon

My love for you will never end
You'll always be a part of me
As long as time keeps on passing by
You?ll always be my baby boy

If you were to go, I don?t know
You?re the only one who sweeps me off my feet
Makes my soul go weak
The only one who makes my heart wanna beat and I

I could never live without you
You know that what I feel has to be true
'Cause you?re my, my sweet love

Ever since the first time, that I looked into your eyes
I knew that you were gonna be mine
Feeling you from the inside, when you?re not by my side
You?re the only girl that?s on my mind

I never knew a love like this, a love so strong
A vision so picture perfect it could never be wrong
Along the way, you?re gonna see you belong with Jay
I might have to marry you one day baby, yeah

My love for you will never end
You'll always be a part of me
As long as time keeps on passing by
You?ll always be my baby boy

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Ride It - Lyrics - Geri Halliwell

Title: Ride It
Artist: Geri Halliwell
Composer(s): J Larossi, Savan Harish Kotecha, Quiz Geri Halliwell

Lyric:
I'll be riding it
I'll be riding it

Wanna make some music
To take me in and out of my head
Get into my groove
In time with my body instead

And when the bass kicks in
I can feel my song beginning
Boy, your lovin' gets me high
'Cause you're the only one
Who can pump it loud the way I like

You're a DJ, I'm a song
Take me out and turn me on
Let yourself go
Ah, you're riding it

Chicas bumping to the beat
From the side and underneath
Yeah, my body's where this party's at
I'll be riding it

When you're spinning in
I'll be riding it

He's a little rude and nasty
His tempo is an overload
He gets jiggy with it here
But all I wanna do is vogue

And when the bass kicks in
I can dance like no one's watching
It's a funny kind of feeling
'Cause you're the only one
Who can pump it loud the way I like

You're a DJ, I'm a song
Take me out and turn me on
Let yourself go
I'll be riding it

Chicas bumping to the beat
From the side and underneath
Yeah, my body's where this party's at
I'll be riding it

When you're spinning in
I'll be riding it
When you're spinning in
I'll be riding it

And when the bass kicks in
I can dance like no one's watching
It's a funny kind of feeling
'Cause you're the only one
Who can pump it loud the way I li-li-like

You're a DJ, I'm a song
Take me out and turn me on
Let yourself go
I'll be riding it

Chicas bumping to the beat
From the side and underneath
Yeah, my body's where this party's at
I'll be riding it

You're a DJ I'm a song
Take me out and turn me on

When you're spinning in
I'll be riding it

Chicas bumping to the beat
From the side and underneath
Turn me on

When you're spinning in
I'll be riding it
When you're spinning in
I'll be riding it

When you're spinning in
I'll be riding it

I'll be riding it

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Radio - Lyrics - Jamiroquai

Title: Radio
Artist: Jamiroquai
Composer(s): Jason Kay, Derrick Mckenzie, Rob Harris, Matthew Richard Johnson

Lyric:
Something she's keeping from me
I'm not dumb
Don't give a damn, three's not a crowd
I'm a man, I'm a man

She likes boys, she likes girls
Twists her little fingers 'round those supernatural curls
There's a spider in her eyes
Something she can't disguise from me

And two heavy whispers from her blackened lips
Was all it took to get a touch feeling skits
Now she's gone, I'm left alone, lone like a loaded gun
I see you soon, lets have some fun, let's get it on

I have a reefer and some Spanish cigarettes
And on the back was written her address
Call me up, try me on, tune me in, let's make a supernova
Let's make another naked light show

Let's get it on the radio
You took me last night and you weren't alone
Lets get it on the radio
You're making love to me in stereo

Let;s do some crazy sh*t tonight
You guys have got the only tune I like
So let's get it on the radio
Just do it to me, give it to me, makin' love in stereo

Well, you come unstuck when you get misinformation
Don't drop me now, I'm high?
You dropped my lever and I lost this elevation
Baby I was so high, drop me out of your sky

Oh, baby you're wrong, all night
You were making love to me in stereo
Can't you see there's nothing wrong, all night
I know you want to get it on the radio

That's when some funny money funny business going on
Something she's keeping from me, I'm not dumb
Don't give a damn, well, three's not a crowd
I'm a man, I'm a man

She likes boys, she likes girls
Twists her little fingers 'round those supernatural curls
There's a spider in her eyes, something she can't disguise
That girl, ah, she's making love in stereo

So let's get it on the radio
You took me last night and you weren't alone
So let's get it on the radio
You're making love to me in stereo

Let's sneak it on the midnight news
You liked it once but now you work in twos
So let's get it on the radio
Just do it to me, give it to me, makin' love in stereo

All night, all night, all night
Let's get it on
All night, all nigh
Let's just get it on

Hey, I know all along
You were making love to me in stereo
I can see there's nothing wrong
I know you want to get it on the radio
Oh, let's get it on

All night, all night
Let's just get it on
All night, all night, all night
Let's get it on

All night, all night
Let's just get it on
All night, all night, all night
Let's get it on

Something she's keeping from me, I'm not dumb
I don't give a damn, three's not a crowd
I'm a man, I'm a man

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Ride It (Single Version) - Lyrics - Passion - Geri Halliwell

Title: Ride It (Single Version)
Album: Passion
Artist: Geri Halliwell
Composer(s): J Larossi, Savan Harish Kotecha, Quiz Geri Halliwell

Lyric:
I'll be riding it
I'll be riding it

Wanna make some music
To take me in and out of my head
Get into my groove
In time with my body instead

And when the bass kicks in
I can feel my song beginning
Boy, your lovin' gets me high
'Cause you're the only one
Who can pump it loud the way I like

You're a DJ, I'm a song
Take me out and turn me on
Let yourself go
Ah, you're riding it

Chicas bumping to the beat
From the side and underneath
Yeah, my body's where this party's at
I'll be riding it

When you're spinning in
I'll be riding it

He's a little rude and nasty
His tempo is an overload
He gets jiggy with it here
But all I wanna do is vogue

And when the bass kicks in
I can dance like no one's watching
It's a funny kind of feeling
'Cause you're the only one
Who can pump it loud the way I like

You're a DJ, I'm a song
Take me out and turn me on
Let yourself go
I'll be riding it

Chicas bumping to the beat
From the side and underneath
Yeah, my body's where this party's at
I'll be riding it

When you're spinning in
I'll be riding it
When you're spinning in
I'll be riding it

And when the bass kicks in
I can dance like no one's watching
It's a funny kind of feeling
'Cause you're the only one
Who can pump it loud the way I li-li-like

You're a DJ, I'm a song
Take me out and turn me on
Let yourself go
I'll be riding it

Chicas bumping to the beat
From the side and underneath
Yeah, my body's where this party's at
I'll be riding it

You're a DJ I'm a song
Take me out and turn me on

When you're spinning in
I'll be riding it

Chicas bumping to the beat
From the side and underneath
Turn me on

When you're spinning in
I'll be riding it
When you're spinning in
I'll be riding it

When you're spinning in
I'll be riding it

I'll be riding it

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