Headed For Nowhere - Lyrics - Triumph

Title: Headed For Nowhere
Artist: Triumph
Composer(s): Rik Emmett, Mike Levine, Gil Moore, Sante

Lyric:
I've had a long, long time to think it over now
You're not the one I waited for
Yo keep askin' me to let it go for now
But I just can't take it anymore

What did you expect?
You've thrown away your self-respect
But I'm not gonna let you take me down
I'll see you 'round

Headed for nowhere, I don't want to go there
I know you've been leading me on
Headed for nowhere, I know that you don't care
Don't try to drag me along

You never stopped to ask where do we go from here
You've had the answers all along
But now you see the deadline, it's drawing near
And you don't know where you went wrong

You've had it all your way
And I stood besides you night and day
But I'm not gonna follow you no more
No more

Headed for nowhere, I don't want to go there
I know you've been leading me on
Headed for nowhere, I know that you don't care
Don't try to drag me along

I've had a long, long time to think it over now
You're not the one I waited for
You're askin' me to let it go for now
I can't take it anymore

I know you'll never change
Playin' all your games
But I'm not gonna follow you no more
No more

Headed for nowhere, I don't want to go there
I know you've been leading me on
Headed for nowhere, I know that you don't care
Don't try to drag me along, yeah

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Moto Psycho - Lyrics - The World Needs A Hero - Megadeth

Title: Moto Psycho
Album: The World Needs A Hero
Artist: Megadeth
Composer(s): Dave Mustaine

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Lyric:
Responsibility, an anchor around my neck
Dependability, made me a nervous wreck
Accountability, I live from check to check
Volatility, neglect and no respect

Got my wheels in motion
And I got a path to beat
I hit the road to I don't know
And look for Tough Shit Street

One-way ticket nowhere
There's no windows on this train
Can't see where I'm headed
But I'm going there again

Moto psycho
(Going nowhere)
Everybody is a
Moto psycho
Move it or lose it baby
Moto psycho
(Going nowhere)
100 miles an hour
Moto psycho
I'm a moto psycho
Moto psycho

You know you can't resist to tell me what I mean
You gave my mind a twist said that I was unclean
The actor runs the play and ad-libs in between
You're all that I resent my thoughts were so obscene

Got my wheels in motion
And I got a path to beat
I hit the road to I don't know
And look for Tough Shit Street

One-way ticket nowhere
There's no windows on this train
Can't see where I'm headed
But I'm going there again

Moto psycho
(Going nowhere)
Everybody is a
Moto psycho
Move it or lose it baby
Moto psycho
(Going nowhere)
100 miles an hour
Moto psycho
I'm a moto psycho

One-way ticket nowhere
There's no windows on this train
Can't see where I'm headed
But I'm going there again

Moto psycho
(Going nowhere)
Everybody is a
Moto psycho
Moto psycho
(Going nowhere)
Move it or lose it baby
Moto psycho

Moto psycho
(Where I'm headed I don't know but [Incomprehensible])
Moto psycho
I'm showing off I hit the road
(Moto psycho)
(Going nowhere)
Anywhere I'm going there

Moto psycho
Moto psycho
Moto psycho
...

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Christine - Lyrics - Give it All Away - Ben Jelen

Title: Christine
Album: Give it All Away
Artist: Ben Jelen
Composer(s): Lauren Christy, Alspach Ben Jelen, David Scott, Graham Edwards

Lyric:
Christine, she tells me
That she's in love again
Christine, she says
That she still loves me

She stands there calling my name
In her boyfriend's jacket in the rain
I guess she's in love with the whole damn world

And the whole world loves her
Won't turn without her
It has to have her
I can't live without her

Just one moment with Christine
You know exactly what I mean
She stays a night and then she leaves
Just a little hope in between

One more moment with Christine
It's like a lifetime, where've I been?
I want to live to the extreme
I need another taste of Christine

Oh, I need another taste
Another taste of Christine

Christine, the touch
Of another human touch
There whispered breath
Falling on your skin

I don't know where to begin
Well, I just arrived, now I'm locked in
And now I'm caught in your mixed up world

And the whole world loves you
Won't turn without you
It has to have you
I can't live without you

Just one moment with Christine
You know exactly what I mean
She stays a night and then she leaves
Just a little hope in between

One more moment with Christine
It's like a lifetime, where've I been?
I want to live to the extreme
Won't you tell me, where is Christine?

And how many times will it take for me to learn?
Tell me, are we headed for nowhere, Christine?
And how many times will it take for me to learn?
Tell me, are we headed for nowhere?

And the whole world loves her

Just one moment with Christine
You know exactly what I mean
She stays a night and then she leaves
Just a little hope in between

One more moment with Christine
It's like a lifetime, where've I been?
I want to live to the extreme
I need another taste of Christine

How many times does it take to learn?
How many times does it take to learn?
How many times does it take to learn?
And how many times does it take to learn?
Another taste of Christine

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Don'T Run Away - Lyrics - Amy Grant

Title: Don'T Run Away
Artist: Amy Grant
Composer(s): A Grant, G Chapman

Lyric:
Tell me, does your head keep turnin'
From the feelings churnin' deep inside of you
Tell me, when your mind is racin'
Are the things you're chasin' worth your while

Well, tell me, don't you ever question
Why you're always guessing reasons for your life
Listen, there's no need to waiver
Long ago the Savior died for you, so

Don't run away you're headed nowhere
Keep up the pace you're gonna go there
You'll fell alone who do you know there
Please turn back now
Don't run away, He wants your heart now
Hear what I say and play it smart now
Wise up today and give Him all of your love

Tell me, does the fear of losin'
Keep your heart from choosin' who has hold of you
Tell me, have you felt a yearnin'
Deep inside a burnin' need for love now

Tell me, can you sense the fightin'
Hate is now igniting fear of love in you
Listen, God is still here waitin'
He'll remove the hating part of you, so

Don't run away you're headed nowhere
Keep up the pace you're gonna go there
You'll fell alone who do you know there
Please turn back now
Don't run away, He wants your heart now
Hear what I say and play it smart now
Wise up today and give Him all of your love

Don't run away you're headed nowhere
Keep up the pace you're gonna go there
You'll fell alone who do you know there
Please turn back now
Don't run away, He wants your heart now
Hear what I say and play it smart now
Wise up today and give Him all of your love

Don't run away you're headed nowhere
Keep up the pace you're gonna go there
You'll fell alone who do you know there
Please turn back now
Don't run away, He wants your heart now
Hear what I say and play it smart now
Wise up today

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I Was - Lyrics - Neal Mccoy

Title: I Was
Artist: Neal Mccoy
Composer(s): Charlie Black, Phil Vassar

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Lyric:
I drove up form a river town it was late September early October
Thought maybe I could clear my mind and see the leaves turn red
The tune's up and the window down
On a sky line drive when she bagged me over
Hallelujah what a beautiful morning
Were the first words that she said

Her eyes were blue as the sky on a perfect blue ridge day
She said I could use a lift if you're going my way and

I was, I was headed south I was headed out
Headed nowhere or anywhere we wanted to go
The road stretched out in front of us
And she was ready to run it just like I was

Told me she was twenty-two
And she'd just broken out of William and Mary
Another summer under her daddy's roof was all that she could do
Her boyfriend she cut him loose
Too cold for a wedding in January
She said thats enough about me tell me about you

I rambled on about broken harts and staying too long
She said I'm sorry but you were right to move on and

I was, I was headed south I was headed out
Headed nowhere or anywhere we wanted to go
The road stretched out in front of us
She was ready to run it just like I was

Ain't it funny how everything hinges on a twist of fate
She held my hand and said aren't you amazed and

I was, I was headed south I was headed out
Headed nowhere or anywhere we wanted to go
The road stretched out in front of us
And she ready to run it just like I was

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100 Miles And Runnin' - Lyrics - Nwa

Title: 100 Miles And Runnin'
Artist: Nwa
Composer(s): George Clinton, L Dozier, B Holland, E Jr Holland, G Hutchinson, L Patterson, E Wright, A Young

Lyric:
You don't really think you're gonna get away, do you?
We haven't spotted them yet
But they're somewhere in the immediate vicinity

A 100 miles and runnin', MC Ren, I hold the gun and
You want me to kill a motherf*** and it's done in
Since I'm stereotyped to kill and destruct
Is one of the main reasons I don't give a ***

Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood
And gettin' jacked by the 'You-know-who'
When in a black and white, the capacity is two

We're not alone, we're 3 more brothers, I mean street brothers
Now wearin' my dyes 'cause I'm not stupid, motherf***
They're out to take our heads for what we said in the past
Point blank, they can kiss my black ass

I didn't stutter when I said 'F*** Tha Police'
'Cause it's hard for a n*** to get peace
Now it's broken and can't be fixed
'Cause police and little black n*** don't mix so

Now I'm creepin' through the fall
Runnin' like a team, well, see, I might have slayed y'all
So for now pack the gun and hold it in the air
'Cause MC Ren has a 100 miles of runnin'

Into this news, four fugitives are on the run
FBI sources tell us that the four are headed
100 miles to their homebase, Compton
Lend me a motherf*** ear so I can tell you why

Runnin' with my brothers, headed for the homebase
With a steady pace on the face that just we raced
The road ahead goes on and on
The s*** is gettin' longer than the motherf*** marathon

Runnin' on but never runnin' out
Stayin' wired and if I get tired, I can still try out
Hitchhikin' if that's what it gotta do
But nobody's pickin' up a N*** Witta Attitude

Confused, yo but Dre's a n*** with nuthin' to lose
One of the few who's been accused and abused
Of the crime of poisonin' young minds
But you don't know s*** 'til you been in my shoes

And Dre is back from the C P T
Droppin' some s*** that's D O P E
So f*** the P O L I C E
And any motherf*** that disagrees

Stuck and runnin' hard, haulin' ass
'Cause I'm a n*** known for havin' a notorious past
My mind was slick, my temper was too quick
Now the FBI's all over my d***

Got us tick and runnin' just to find the gun that started the clock
That's when the E jumped off the startin' block
A 100 miles from home and yo, it's a long stretch
A little sprintin' motherf*** that they won't catch

Yeah, back to Compton again
Yo, it's either that or the Federal pen
'Cause n*** been runnin' since beginnin' of time
Takin' a minute to tell you what's on my motherf*** mind

Runnin' like I just don't care
Compton's 50 miles but yo, I'ma get there
Archin' my back and on a straight rough
Just like Carl Lewis, I'm ballin' the f*** out

From city to city, I'm a menace as I pass by
Rippin' up s*** just so you can remember
I'm a straight up n*** that's done in, gunnin' and comin'
Straight at yo' ass, a 100 miles and runnin'

This one goes out to the four brothers from Compton
You're almost there but the FBI has a little message for you
Nowhere to run to, baby, nowhere to hide
Good luck, brothers

Runnin' like a n*** I hate to lose
Show me on the news but I hate to be abused
I know it was a set up, so now I'm gonna get up
Even if the FBI wants me to shut up

But I've got 10,000 n*** strong
They got everybody singin' my 'F*** Tha Police' song
And while they treat my group like dirt
Their whole f*** family is wearin' our T-shirts

So I'ma run 'til I can't run no more
'Cause it's time for MC Ren to settle the score
I got a urge to kick down doors
At my grave like a slave even if the Ren calls

Clouds are dark and brothers are hidin'
Dick-tricklin' at the sunny motherf*** are ridin'
Started with five and yo, one couldn't take it
So now there's four 'cause the fifth couldn't make it

The number's even, now I'm leavin'
We're never gettin' took by a b*** with a weave in
Her and the troops are right behind me
But they're so f*** stupid, they'll never find me

One more mile to go through the dark streets
Runnin' like a motherf*** on my own two feet
But you know I never stumble or lag last
I'm almost home, so I better haul ass

Tearin' up everything in sight
It's a little crazy motherf*** dodging the searchlight
Now that chase, the s*** is done and
Four motherf*** goin' crazy with a 100 miles of runnin'

Stop, stop, stop, stop
Surprise, n***

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How Far We'Ve Come - Lyrics - Exile on Mainstream - Matchbox 20

Title: How Far We'Ve Come
Album: Exile on Mainstream
Artist: Matchbox 20
Composer(s): Kyle Cook, Paul Doucette, Rob Thomas, Brian Yale

Lyric:
Hello, hello, hello

I'm wakin' up at the start of the end of the world
But it's feeling just like every other morning before
Now I wonder what my life is gonna mean if it's gone

The cars are moving like a half a mile an hour and I
Started staring at the passengers and waving goodbye
Can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time?

But I believe the world is burning to the ground
Oh well, I guess we're gonna find out
Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come

Well I believe it all is coming to an end
Oh well, I guess we're gonna pretend
Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come

I think you turn, turn the clock, but I don't really know
And I can't remember caring for an hour or so
Started crying and I couldn't stop myself
I started running but there's nowhere to run to

I sat down on the street, took a look at myself
Said, ?Where you going man, you know the world is headed for hell??
Say your goodbyes if you got someone you can say goodbye to

I believe the world is burning to the ground
Oh well, I guess we're gonna find out
Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come

Well I believe it all is coming to an end
Oh well, I guess we're gonna pretend
Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come

It's gone, gone, baby, it's all gone
There's no one on the corner
And there's no one at home
Well it was cool cool, it was just all cool
Now it's over for me, and it's over for you

Well it's gone, gone, baby, it's all gone
There's no one on the corner
And there's no one at home
Well it was cool cool, it was just all cool
Now it's over for me, and it's over for you

I believe the world is burning to the ground
Oh well, I guess we're gonna find out
Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come

Yeah well, I believe it all is coming to an end
Oh well, I guess we're gonna pretend
Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come

Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come

Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come

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2000 Volts - Lyrics - Big Bad Voodoo Daddy

Title: 2000 Volts
Artist: Big Bad Voodoo Daddy
Composer(s): Scotty Morris

Lyric:
He's got a sharkskin suit
And a diamond earring he's got jet black hair
Just like his mother
He's got a jail tattoo, from his long-lost brother
He's got a shotgun fuse, don't you pull his trigger

Broke from jail without a gun
Public enemy number one killed a man on the run
On the lam without bail headed straight back to jail
Nowhere else for him to go daddy-o, daddy-o

He's gonna make his mark at a vegas hotel
He rolls snake eyes down
He's gonna make his money
But he's headin' west, on a killin' spree
Down in L.A., you know the killin's free

Broke from jail without a gun
Public enemy number one killed a man on the run
On the lam without bail headed straight back to jail
Nowhere else for him to go daddy-o, daddy-o

He was born on the 4th of july the kind of guy
When he spoke to you
He stared you straight in the eye you know, man
When he walked into the room you would feel it
And man when he walked in the room
It sounded like this

He got a hundred years, and the electric chair
His final words were, I don't care

Broke from jail without a gun
Public enemy number one killed a man on the run
On the lam without bail headed straight back to jail
Nowhere else for him to go daddy-o, daddy-o

Daddy-o
Daddy-o
Daddy-o

The way the legend goes is he was executed shortly after midnight
Some witnesses say, he seemed to be enjoying himself
One witness said he died with a smile on his face
He was one bad, bad man

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Brasilia Crossed With Trenton - Lyrics - Bob Mould

Title: Brasilia Crossed With Trenton
Artist: Bob Mould
Composer(s): Bob Mould

Lyric:
Now I walk through the day
Through the open fields
And I walk to my truck
To my truck and drive away

To the road
Through the broken road and trusted road
Well, I was headed for that road
The road that runs that way

And I, I see the train
The trains that run to Brasilia
I walked through the fields
Through the fields, the fields to Brasilia
Well, my ticket stub says I'm going
I'm going to Trenton

When my friends stop by
I try to impress them, no buildings over two storeys high
Except my house, oh, my, my, I see
See crossed lattice work made out of brick

And I see buildings
With laundry hanging out of the window
Never in my wildest dreams would I think I'd see
Brasilia crossed with Trenton

When you live in the middle of nowhere
Your imagination runs away and wild
You are ready to play games, [Incomprehensible]
Well, I pretend Brasilia turned to Trenton
Brasilia crossed with Trenton

Department store
The only place that I buy clothes anymore
Oh, I used to be a big shopper 'round the world
Big credit cards, they don't matter anymore

'Cause I can't pay any money that I owe
To these cards anymore
Oh, they don't take these things down at the bank
Oh, they just take money

Well, imagine yourself in the middle of nowhere
Your imagination runs away for a while
Well, I play games about once a day or so
Well, I know that's where I'd rather go
Brasilia crossed with Trenton

Well, I wish that I could tell my story
To all the people that listened to my stories long ago
Well, I know that this would happen sooner or later

Oh well, I get disillusioned with it all
Just throw my hands up to the sky and say
Oh Lord, what happened? What happened
To make things run this way?

Well, imagine yourself in the middle of nowhere
Your imagination runs away for a while
Well, I play games about once a day or so
Well, I watch
Brasilia crossed with Trenton

Brasilia crossed with Trenton
Brasilia crossed with Trenton
Brasilia crossed with Trenton

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On The Other Side - Lyrics - Michael W. Smith

Title: On The Other Side
Artist: Michael W. Smith
Composer(s): Michael W Smith, Wayne Kirkpatrick

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Lyric:
I'm not how I used to be when we hung around
Back when it was you and me tearin' up this town
We used to live our lives running from change
Now we don't see eye to eye, I am not the same

And you wonder where I've gone well, I've found where I belong
I'm on the other side
True, I used to walk your shore but I'm not there anymore
I'm on the other side

Years fade like the setting sun turning us loose
They give us many ways to run and many roads to choose
Well, I ran into saving grace headed for nowhere
Love showed me another place and brought me there

And you wonder where I've gone well, I've found where I belong
I'm on the other side
True, I used to walk your shore but I'm not there anymore
I'm on the other side

And you wonder where I've gone well, I've found where I belong
I'm on the other side
True, I used to walk your shore but I'm not there anymore
I'm on the other side

Why is it hard for you to see all the changes made in me?
Here on the other side
Oh, I could help you understand and you could join me where I am
I am on the other side, other side I am on the other side

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Brick - Lyrics - Whatever & Ever Amen - Ben Folds

Title: Brick
Album: Whatever & Ever Amen
Artist: Ben Folds
Composer(s): Jesse Ben Folds

Lyric:
6 a.m. day after Christmas
I throw some clothes on in the dark
The smell of cold, car seat is freezing
The world is sleeping, I am numb

An' up the stairs to her apartment
She is balled up on the couch
Her mom and dad went down to Charlotte
They're not home to find us out

And we drive
Now that I have found someone
I'm feeling more alone
Than I ever have before

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly

They call her name at 7:30
I pace around the parking lot
Then I walk down to buy her flowers
And sell some gifts that I got

Can't you see
It's not me you're dying for
Now she's feeling more alone
Than she ever has before

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly

As weeks went by it showed that she was not fine
They told me son it's time to tell the truth
And she broke down and I broke down
'Cause I was tired of lying

Driving back to her apartment
For the moment we're alone
And she's alone and I'm alone
And now I know it

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly

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Brick - Lyrics - Whatever And Ever Amen - Ben Folds Five

Title: Brick
Album: Whatever And Ever Amen
Artist: Ben Folds Five
Composer(s): Jesse Ben Folds

Lyric:
6 A.M., day after Christmas
I throw some clothes on in the dark
The smell of cold car seat is freezing
The world is sleeping and I am numb

Up the stairs to her apartment she is balled up on the couch
Her mom and dad went down to Charlotte
They're not home to find us out
And we drive, now that I have found someone
I'm feeling more alone, than I ever have before

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly

They call her name at 7:30, I pace around the parking lot
Then I walk down to buy her flowers, and sell some gifts that I got
Can't you see? It's not me you're dying for
Now she's feeling more alone, than she ever has before

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly

As weeks went by, it showed that she was not fine
They told me son it's time to tell the truth
And she broke down and I broke down
''Cuz I was tired of lying

Driving back to her apartment
For the moment we're alone
She's alone and I'm alone
Now I know it

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly

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Unknown World - Lyrics - Fu Manchu

Title: Unknown World
Artist: Fu Manchu
Composer(s): Scott Hill, Brad Davis, Brant Bjork, Bob Balch

Lyric:
A million years ago
I headed down the road
A million years ago
I headed down

Drivin? for the south, nowhere down I got the news
I figured it out a secret search when at last
A shrunked moose, we could use since we found
Said, no big deal, next time we leave watchin? them go

A million years ago
I headed down the road
A million years ago
I headed down

Five months still now our turn just like before
It broke in two straight to earth or so we thought
The so-line read like it should, of course we knew
We left a trail, there was no sign they went through

Green lights were beginning to fade
Chevalier runnin' were on our way
Straight at us from either side
Looks like we'll run it one more time

A million years ago
I headed down the road
A million years ago
I headed down the road

A million years ago
I headed down the road
A million years ago

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Shut The Eff Up! - Lyrics - Mc Lyte

Title: Shut The Eff Up!
Artist: Mc Lyte
Composer(s): Kirk Robinson, Lana Moorer, Nathaniel V Robinson Jr.

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Lyric:
I think it's time I start feeling bitchy
I've been too nice, too long
Yup, it's definitely time I get nasty

Gon' be some shit
Hot damn hoe
Gon' be some shit
Hot damn hoe
Gon' be some shit
Hot damn hoe
Hot damn hoe
Gon' be some shit
Hot damn

Before this jam starts, I'm simply stating
You have all waited, now you can stop waiting
Shall I ease into the disses, go 20, then 30
Or shall I got straight to 80%?
Aw, it doesn't matter, when you're dissed, you're dissed
The party's not over, it's just beginnin'
Because Lyte is winning, what are you winning?
Any battle in any competition

'The Gangstress' ha, you're on a wack journey
Hoe headed for nowhere, with time to spare
So I'ma kick this rhyme right now and right here
I'd tell your name, but that would give you fame
And I ain't out to give you what you don't have
So, I sit back and relax, 'cause it makes me laugh
I could diss, call you names and make fun of you

Hoe but me the Lyte, I'm into speakin' the truth
Like a watchtower, hour by the hour
Lyte is rhymin', perfect timin'
Milk keeps the beat, I keep the beat
With the tap of his feet, with the tap of my feet
When he count it down
When I count it down, 6, 7, 8, Lyte'll start the debate

Hot damn hoe
Shut the fuck up
Hot damn hoe
Shut the fuck up
Hot damn hoe
Shut the fuck up
Here we, here we
Gon' be some shit
Here we go again

The first thing you ask yourself is why do I bother?
When you should really ask
?Where is the father of your child, aren't we wild??
You get around like a cab, now that's too bad
Everyone has been in you, isn't that sad, bodily vibrations?
Don't make me laugh, weight watchers is waiting
Here's a free pass, you ain't gettin' loose, you fuckin' jerk
And you ain't gettin' paid, you're just gettin' laid

Sexin' and suckin', yeah, that is your trade
Put on this earth just to distract me
Get those to write rhymes and try to attack me
You will get nowhere, the Lyte is too blinding
Tell me, why must I keep reminding
You to step back, let the Lyte shine
Do not take shit till you write your own rhymes

Hot damn hoe
Shut the fuck up
Hot damn hoe
Shut the fuck up
Hot damn hoe
Shut the fuck up
Here we, here we
Gon' be some shit
Here we go again

Your mold is fake, Crayola, crayon
Don't dare to sleep or even prey on
The Lyte is too wicked, too worthy, too strong
And the rhymes I create are made to last long
Let me wise you up, rappin' isn't a sport

You either have to teach yourself, or you have to be taught
And being that you are not wise enough to do it on your own
The ones that write your rhymes might
As well hold your microphone
Dropped a little vinyl, now you think you're large
Step aside, Lyte Thee MC is in charge

Don't sleep on me, I'm far, far, far from dumb
So roll correctly if you decide to come
MC sucker, this is what you waited for
I'm sick of the battle, let's go to war
Why do you challenge me, Lyte Thee MC
Did not you know that I am crazy?

My screws are quite loose, in fact I don't have any
But when it comes to rhymes, I've got many
Like I said and will have to say
Over and over, 'cause you disobey
Here on this earth, I reign superior
One of these days, I will have to get with ya
Tear you up mentally, from limb to limb
'Cause I am the Lyte, and you are just paper thin

Hot damn hoe
Shut the fuck up
Hot damn hoe
Shut the fuck up
Hot damn hoe
Shut the fuck up
Here we, here we
Gon' be some shit
Here we go again

I sensed it, predicted it, knew it would happen
You plopped off fast on the scene and start rappin'
Now it is my duty, to all MC's
To ask you to go elsewhere, pronto, please
Now I was quite polite, nice I may add
But you insist on stayin', that makes me mad
But then again I don't mind, I've got someone to pick on

Write rhymes to diss and even play tricks on
You ain't really down, you wig-wearin' clown
Burrowin' money to buy an outfit
Not even good enough for a Sunday picnic
I ask you, do you know who you're fuckin' with
With those bubble gum jeans and those 2 for 1 skips?

I'm MC Lyte a.k.a. MC Payback
Payback is a bitch, and I'm givin' you no slack
Unfinished business, that shit was wack
So Lyte made no attempt to strike back
But here we go again, what is Light's Out?
Let me ask what the bomboclut you a chat about?
Let me say next time that you feel pissed
I suggest that you don't try to diss

Hot damn hoe
Shut the fuck up
Hot damn hoe
Shut the fuck up
Hot damn hoe
Shut the fuck up
Here we here we
Gon' be some shit
Here we go again

You better watch what you say to me, 'cause I can get evil
The things that I'm capable of are unbelievable
In 10%, I popped your head in a microwave
I'm into blenders now, so you better behave
Or put you in a toaster, because you're gettin' toasted
Better yet an oven, because you're gettin' roasted
Don't listen to your rhyme writers, 'cause yo, they souped you

You ain't dope, you can't cope, they musta dooked you
You musta had some wack crack real wack crack
Sent you on a mission, and now you're comin' back
But let me school ya, Lyte is runnin' this show
So yo, hoe, I think you oughta go
Before Lyte Thee MC gets into it
But remember, you forced me to do it

Hot damn hoe
Shut the fuck up
Hot damn hoe
Shut the fuck up
Hot damn hoe
Shut the fuck up
Here we, here we
Gon' be some shit
Here we go again

Yo, now you know
And no one's have to battle
Slime

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Slippin' - Lyrics - Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood - Dmx

Title: Slippin'
Album: Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): M Gomez, G Jr Washington, E Simmons

Lyric:
Ha ha ha ha ha ha uhh
See to live is to suffer but to survive
Well, that's to find meaning in the suffering

Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

I been through mad different phases like Masons
To find my way and now I know that happy days are not far away
If I'm strong enough I'll live long enough to see my kids
Doing something more constructive with they time
Than bids I know because I been there now I'm in there
Sit back and look at what it took for me to get there
First came the, the drama with my mama
She got on some fly shit till I split
And said that I'ma be that seed

That doesn't need much to succeed
Strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't bleed
I'm ready for the world or at least I thought I was
Baggin' when I caught a buzz
For thinking about how short I was
Going too fast it wouldn't last but yo I couldn't tell
Group homes and institutions, prepare my ass for jail
They put me in a situation forcin' me to be a man
When I was just learnin' to stand without a helpin' hand

Damn, was it my fault, somethin' I did
To make a father leave his first kid at 7 doin' my first bid?
Back on the scene at 14 with a scheme
To get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream
And by all means I will be living high off the hog
And I never gave a about much but my dog
That's my only, I had offered my last
Just another little, headed nowhere fast

Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

That ain't the half get's worse as I get older
Actions become bolder heart got colder
Chip on my shoulder that I dared a to touch
Didn't need a click 'coz I scared a that much
One deep went to gids startin' for kicks
Catchin' vicks throwin' bricks gettin by bein' slick
Used to get high just to get by used to have
In the morning before I get fly

I ate something a couple of forties made me hate somethin'
I did some now I'm ready to take something
3 years later showing signs of stress
Didn't keep my hair cut or give a how I dressed
I'm possessed by the darker side livin' the cruddy life
Like this kept a nigga with a bloody knife
Wanna make records but I'm fuckin' up
I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up

Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

Wasn't long before I hit rock bottom
Like damn look how that rock got him
Open like a window no more Indo look at a video
Sayin' to myself that could've been yo nigga on the TV
Believe me it could be done somethin's got to give
It's got to change 'coz I've got a son
I've got to do the right thing for shorty
And that means no more getting high drinking forties

So I get back lookin' type slick again
Fake jump back on my again
Nothin' but love for those that know how it feel
And much respect to all my that kept it real
Be strong kept a nigga from doin' wrong
Who they is and this is yo song
And to my boo who stuck with a through
All the bullshit you'll get yours because it's due

Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

Can't get up, I gots to get up
This is from the heart baby, don't get it twisted
Ahh X rated!

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Drivin' And Cryin' - Lyrics - Steve Wariner

Title: Drivin' And Cryin'
Artist: Steve Wariner
Composer(s): Richard C. Giles, Donald E Jr Blake

Lyric:
Picked my clothes up, grabbed my suitcase
Never looked back at the look on your face
I just took off drivin'

There's gotta be someplace I could go to
Help me forget about how much I love you
Maybe Dallas, San Antone, a two lane highway all alone

Drivin' and a-cryin', drivin' and a-cryin'
Got the radio up, the petal pushed down
The night wind blowin' my tears around

Gotta get back where I used to be
But I'm racin' with your memory
Drivin' and a-cryin', drivin' and a-cryin'

Sometimes, in Texas ain't nothing out there
A man could get lost headed for nowhere
That's where I'm goin' without you

At least the long nights won't desert me
If I got nobody ain't nobody gonna hurt me
Hello honey, it's been a long time
I'm out of her life and out of my mind

Drivin' and a-cryin', drivin' and a-cryin'
Got the radio up, the petal pushed down
The night winds a-blowin' my tears around

Gotta get back where I used to be
But I'm racin' with your memory
Drivin' and a-cryin', drivin' and a-cryin'
Drivin' and a-cryin'
Oh cryin', cryin', cryin', cryin'

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I'Ve Changed - Lyrics - Todd Smith - Ll Cool J

Title: I'Ve Changed
Album: Todd Smith
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Ryan Toby, Samuel J Barnes, Jean-Claude Oliver, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
Just starin' at these four walls closin'
In on me, feelin' like time's frozen
Fadin' in and out, noddin' and dozin'
Guilt tearin' up my brain like erosion

What I did to you was wrong, I admit it
I regret that I did it like a junkie when he's jonzin'
All alone in what used to be a home
But you packed up our joy in that bag you put your clothes in

The voice mail that you left me was scoldin'
Hot enough to burn a hole in a cauldron
'Cause it was all true, that's why we all through
Now your girl's pickin' up the cell when I call you

Talkin' slick like she ain't here
She don't want you no more, punk disappear, click
I need to hit her with a brick
But that'll only lead me to a worse predicament

I hope your girlfriend ain't got you on a liquor binge
With her bitter attitude just 'cause she's sick of men
But I'ma keep on callin', fightin' 'til the end
On my knees 'til they bleed, to prove my love again

I sit in front of yo' crib in the pourin' rain
Whylin' out screamin' yo' name
And keepin' ringin' yo' bell 'til you mad as hell
And call the po'-po', I ain't afraid
(Yeah, yeah)

You can get yo' folks and yo' cousins and them
And try to run me off yo' blocka
But I ain't scared, I ain't goin' nowhere
And I ain't stoppin' 'til I gotcha to show you I changed shawty

I seen you at the movies with some tall cat
So I bust his headlights with a ball bat
When I was with you he would give me dap and all that
Now you in his arms in the mall, what you call that?

That's what I get for creepin' and crawlin'
Every other weekend gone until the mornin'
Sneakin' out to my dirt, dead wrong
Comin' back past dawn with the guilty mask on

And I never counted the cost, took heed to warnings
Try to hurt a rose you get pricked by a thorn
And it don't feel nice, when you wake up nights
Shakin' in cold sweats and your whole life's a wreck

That was the old me, the one I still regret
The one you couldn't respect, the one you should forget
But I'ma keep on callin', fightin' 'til the end
On my knees 'til they bleed, to prove my love again

I sit in front of yo' crib in the pourin' rain
Whylin' out screamin' yo' name
And keepin' ringin' yo' bell 'til you mad as hell
And call the po'-po', I ain't afraid
(Yeah, yeah)

You can get yo' folks and yo' cousins and them
And try to run me off yo' blocka
But I ain't scared, I ain't goin' nowhere
And I ain't stoppin' 'til I gotcha to show you I changed shawty
To show you I changed shawty

I really did change shawty
(I'm tellin' you I've changed)
I wanna show you I changed shawty
(I still love you)

I don't care if the cops got me surrounded
SWAT teams whatever, tell 'em to send the hounds in
My mind's in an altered state
Like I'm headed for a wall, top speed, foot off the brake

I make a fool of myself, girl whatever it takes
I already played the fool when I let you escape
You're as, good as it gets, your friendship your sex
Everything about you and yours connects

From your, beautiful smile to the scent of your skin
The sheets smell different, this is not livin'
It feels like dyin', and God knows I'm tryin'
Ain't no sight sadder than a grown man cryin'

Please find it in your heart to forgive me
Realize only God can convict me
We all make mistakes, so have you
If God show mercy on me, then you should too

I sit in front of yo' crib in the pourin' rain
Whylin' out screamin' yo' name
And keepin' ringin' yo' bell 'til you mad as hell
And call the po'-po', I ain't afraid
(Yeah, yeah)

You can get yo' folks and yo' cousins and them
And try to run me off yo' blocka
But I ain't scared, I ain't goin' nowhere
And I ain't stoppin' 'til I gotcha to show you I changed shawty
To show you I changed shawty

I really did change shawty
(I'm tellin' you I've changed)
I wanna show you I changed shawty
(I still love you)
Oww
(I'm tellin' you I've changed)

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Everyday Thugs - Lyrics - T.H.U.G.S. - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: Everyday Thugs
Album: T.H.U.G.S.
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Terry Lewis, Tim Middleton, James Samuel Iii Harris

Lyric:
T H U G
T H U G

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Nigga thug all day any day
Even when I'm in L.A. I run with the Thugs
Better creep to the city and look for the weed spot
Stop 'cause I gotta get bud

Wanna get a pound of that fool stuff
Some of that smoke and puff
And if you smoke enough
You sure enough get P.O.D.'ed

Cleveland, it's the same thang
They out there puff M. Jane
Inhale, exhale back on the plane
Headed to the city that's sunny all year 'round
That's right Miami, it's like a little planet
Full of sin but we got to have it

And I'm simply tryin' to tell these motherfuckers
That we thug all day, babe we thug always
So come to the party and bring somebody
And bring some weed and a tank of Bacardi
It's gon' get rowdy

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Come and roll with the everyday thugs
Stand out for my thang
Stayin' true to the game 'cause that's all I know
I'm a street nigga, keep the heat nigga
Gettin' street figures, all night long

I gots to go get me some money
'Cause just like that nigga gots to have it
It be greens as spinach or cabbage, whatever you call it
You do your math and work this magic

Get on the grind, in position to be the boss
Niggaz can floss and talk but I know they soft
But a nigga like me stay raw on the D.L.

'Cause what we sell ain't none of nobody's business
Never was and nigga never will be
Thinkin' I'm broke but I'm out here filthy, feelin' me?

Y'all niggaz be killin' me
Braggin' 'bout the money that you claim you makin'
Fuck around, catch you down there sleepin'
Then that money be up for the takin', yeah

I bring home the bacon
And nigga that's all I'ma let you know
You already know when I stole the show
Little man with the big dough run these hoes

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Now I'm a thug, seems like every time
I come out I gotta prove I'm thug
Like a nigga put in work, with his blood

It's gonna be the same
'Cause nigga don't understand this game
This is how we gets down
With money Mayne, money Mayne

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesdays
I mighta been chillin'
Thursdays, Fridays, Saturday
I'm out there kickin' it with all my villains
Go against us, you ain't goin' nowhere
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony keepin' it real for St. Clair

Anybody that want it, even if it's on my mornings
I will wake up, just in case you want it
And I ain't got shit to prove it, thirty minutes only you do it
Put it down nigga, ready now move it

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

You know, we like the echo and oh
You know we like to roll the Indo
You know we like the Benz-O with O
He don't even know, he the enemy for sho'
With a .44 out of the holster bust on him
Like real niggaz supposed ta

Sticky-icky blowin' brew in my leather sofa
Little nigga, rollin' spiritual soldier
Like Nat Turner, clap burner, murda mo murda
Murder motherfucker, shit is hot as the kitchen furnace

From smokers to workers, Cleveland to Cali
Ghetto in those suburbias, little Bizzy stay pimpin' alley
And finally the vinyl be vital in washed up and, I already got the title
Besides my vibe is the shit, it's too many styles

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

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Where Do I Go - Lyrics - Marie Digby

Title: Where Do I Go
Artist: Marie Digby
Composer(s): Marie Christina Digby

Lyric:
Twenty thousand miles from the place I call home
Twenty some ODD
(What?)
Years since the day I was born
And I'm searchin'
I'm still searchin' for answers

People often told me to choose a different road
This one can get ugly
Twist and turns to just grow old
But I'm walkin', I don't care if I'm walkin' alone

And I'm, screaming into the dark
Searching for an answer
Where do I go from here

I, I don't know where I'm headed
Or if this is just a big mistake
But somethin's telling me
That falling down is a chance
I'll just have to take

And I, I'll get on the bus
And put down my bags
And take a final glance
At the only home I've known
At the only home
(Hold)
I've ever known

And I'm screaming into the dark
Searching for an answer
Where do I go from here

All of my life
I've been so comfortable
(Cultural)
But I always knew
That there'd come a day
When I'd have to get out
Get out

I'm screaming into the dark
Searching for an answer
Where do I go from here
Here

And I'm standing still
But I can't catch my breath
Or running fast as I can
But going nowhere
Where do I go from here

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