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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Heard That Sound - Lyrics - Panic - Mxpx

Title: Heard That Sound
Album: Panic
Artist: Mxpx
Composer(s): Joseph Gittleman, Mike Herrera

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Lyric:
Without a window to see through
I did my time, in here without you
Slept on the floor down in the LBC
Meet me back home under the marquee

It seems like misery loves misery
My favorite songs they keep me company
So many memories come down to this
I may be be lost but I'm not hopeless

I heard that sound a mile away
I heard that sound a mile away
All those things, I wish that I could say
I heard that sound a mile away a mile away

Came in like static off the TV
This kinda thing never goes easy
I meant to tell you but you were gone
I tried to get it right, I got it all wrong

I heard that sound a mile away
I heard that sound a mile away
All those things, I wish that I could say
I heard that sound a mile away, a mile away

Sat outside the show
With nowhere else, nowhere else to go
Doors shut, can't see
It sure does sound, good to me

Na na na na na
Outside the show good to me
Na na na na na
Good to you, good to me

I heard that sound a mile away
I heard that sound a mile away
All those things, I wish that I could say
I heard that sound, a mile away
A mile away, a mile away

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Heartache Heard Round The World - Lyrics - Patty Smyth

Title: Heartache Heard Round The World
Artist: Patty Smyth
Composer(s): R Hyman, P Smyth, E Bazilian, R Chertoff

Lyric:
I'm no angel, it's hard to hide
Got a rebel mouth and a ticket to ride
I'm no angel but I'm not so tough
The boys in this town are gonna treat you rough

They're all heroes in the darkness
When they talk in the street
They can make anything dirty
That's supposed to be sweet

Well, I'm no angel, not a slave to love
But this pain in my heart, it fits me like a glove
The world keeps turning, I can't stand still
Something gonna save me, I know it will

And I hear it in the darkness
When I let myself go
I can hear it in my heart
And I just wanna know

What's that sound? Well, it knocked me down
I wanna be a rock 'n' roll girl
Oh, what's that sound?
It's a heartache heard 'round the world

If it calls and it calls every boy and girl
It's a heartache heard 'round the world
What's that sound?
It's a heartache heard 'round the world

I'm not crazy, well, maybe I am
'Cause I just wanna sing like 'Bobby Blue Bland'
And if I'm dreaming don't you wake me up
'Cause life's too short and I can't get enough

I feel it in the darkness
When I let myself go
There's just something inside us
And I just wanna know

What's that sound? Well, it knocked me down
I wanna be a rock 'n' roll girl
Oh, what's that sound?
It's a heartache heard 'round the world

If it calls and it calls every boy and girl
It's a heartache heard 'round the world
What's that sound?
It's a heartache heard 'round the world

Can you hear it in the darkness?
When you let yourself go
I can hear it in my heart
And I just and I just wanna know what's that sound?

What's that sound? Well, it knocked me down
I wanna be a rock 'n' roll girl
Oh, what's that sound?
It's a heartache heard 'round the world

If it calls and it calls every boy and girl
It's a heartache heard 'round the world
What's that sound?
It's a heartache heard 'round the world

It's a heartache heard 'round the world
If it calls and it calls every boy and girl
It's a heartache heard 'round the world

What's that sound?
What's that sound?
What's that sound?

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Monday, August 16, 2010

The Way Life Is - Lyrics - Drag On

Title: The Way Life Is
Artist: Drag On
Composer(s): Mel Smalls, Kaseem Dean, Jackso

Lyric:
Listen up, yo, shit, I get upset if I see a nigga, layin' in his sweats
With blood comin' out his head like sweat, knowin' I could be next
So, what about all the babies that ain't fully born
That's less fortunate like that man walkin' with one arm
They tried to throw me up in a orphanage with all the kids
But I stayed up in the offices 'cuz they couldn't get me off a kid

It's sad when a good mother put hard work
Like wash clothes, off the shit we played on and got hurt
Why she gotta pay for the dirt?
'Cuz her only son is up the street with the whole block sour
'Cuz you know bodies lay for 'bout for eight hours
Wanna talk about our chrome whips

There's niggas out there don't own shit
While we sit at home and bone a bitch while niggas is homeless
See niggas get piped over dice, wiped out, over 4 digit price
Damn near broke my heart, made me so sick, I had to go shit
Found her up the steps a bloody mess, hopeless
It wasn't cops 'cuz only street niggas empty the whole clip
Ya know this

People come, people go, that's the way life is
(And I heard that)
I don't know what to do, guess I'll just handle it
(And we heard that)

People come, people go, that's the way life is
(And I heard that)
I don't know what to do, guess I'll just handle it
(And we heard that)

Yo, bullets don't have no name
Or maybe y'all niggas should get better aim
And stop puttin' these innocent people in pain
It's a damn shame that life ain't, nothin' but a game
And we all at the 4th quarter, 'cuz our time is shorter and shorter
'Cuz y'all got time to tap our phones and hear the orders

And stop the coke from comin' across the waters
But y'all can't stop the slaughters or the people from starvin'
The guns is not standin' still, they still revolvin'
Uptight and still mobbin'
Blacks still sling cracks and I know why they call it fish scale
From Colombia to New York on a boat the shit sells

Tell a weak sore, and when I score
I'ma open up my door and give to the poor
'Til they tell me they don't even want no more
Y'all keep raisin' the rent, then tell us how to raise our kids
And categorize us on, where we live like by on broadway
It's all Dominicans and blacks that's packed in projects serious
And why y'all call it a project, are we an experiment?

People come, people go, that's the way life is
(And I heard that)
I don't know what to do, guess I'll just handle it
(And we heard that)

People come, people go, that's the way life is
(And I heard that)
I don't know what to do, guess I'll just handle it
(And we heard that)

Yo, I wasn't tryin' to be a slave or encaged up with braids
I was saved by a guy with a older age with grades
Told me the other ways to get paid, than lettin' my gun wave
We know you brave, get yo' shit tight and here's a pen
It's much lighter, like click click, that's a gun sound
Blau, that's a round now hit the ground

That's what Drag learns 'cuz his pop's back was turned
Now call the cops, what about that gat that just got pungin'
Or that kid that got it 41 times, you call that justice?
If it is, then what the fuck is this
Somethin' I must have just missed
Maybe Christmas and get a nut off, we get our hot water cut off

Off my Timbs I wipe the mud off, 'cuz I put the stomp in it
Pretty rivers and lakes and ponds, Drag was in a swamp in Bronx
Well, death is where I coulda gone
'Cuz where I'm from the bullets long
Y'all see the news, but why my block gang got no footage on
'Cuz my life is like a movie, when you die, ain't no comin' back shit
So if one of y'all get shot, nigga handle it

People come, people go, that's the way life is
(And I heard that)
I don't know what to do, guess I'll just handle it
(And we heard that)

People come, people go, that's the way life is
(And I heard that)
I don't know what to do, guess I'll just handle it
(And we heard that)

People come, people go, that's the way life is
(And I heard that)
I don't know what to do, guess I'll just handle it
(And we heard that)

People come, people go, that's the way life is
I don't know what to do, guess I'll just handle it

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Two Man Show - Lyrics - Shock Value - Timbaland

Title: Two Man Show
Album: Shock Value
Artist: Timbaland
Composer(s): A Healair, Nate Hills, Elton John, Suhail Lamont, Walter Millsap, Timothy Z Mosley, Candice Clothiel Nelson, Dwight Watson, Erika Watson

Lyric:
Hold up El, hold up
Not yet El, hold up
Let it be right over for a second, now
Go 'head y'all, go 'head y'all

I like that, yeah
Let's move it out, let's move it out
Bring it down like this
Yeah yeah yeah

Move it out like this
Bring it in

I heard that come on and play that back
I'm really feeling that come on smash the track
It's just the regular 2 man show

I heard that come on and play that back
I'm really feeling that come on smash the track
It's just the regular 2 man show

Don't it sound good to ya, don't you agree?
Don't it sound good to ya, don't you agree?

Say what
Bring it down for me
Slow it down
Yeah

Come on El break it down
Go, what

I heard that come on and play that back
I'm really feeling that come on smash the track
It's just the regular 2 man show

I heard that come on and play that back
I'm really feeling that come on smash the track
It's just the regular 2 man show

Don't it sound good to ya, don't you agree?
Don't it sound good to ya, don't you agree?

Just switch it up right here
Yeah, I like that
Why, gimme that, gimme that
I like that

Come on El, take it to the higher level
Go a higher then that
Higher
Switch it up
I like that

Kill 'em, yeah
Ease it out for me
I like that

Now grab your cigar
Grab your lady
Hug her tight
Tell her that you love her

It's gonna pleasure y'all
Shock Value is now officially owned
Me, Elton John, signing out

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

What Sound - Lyrics - Lamb

Title: What Sound
Artist: Lamb
Composer(s): Guy Sigsworth, Andrew John Barlow, Louise Ann Rhodes

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Lyric:
What is that sound, ringing in my ears
The strangest sound, I've heard for years and years
The sound of two hearts, beating side by side
The sound of one love, that neither one can hide

The sound that makes the world go 'round
The sound that makes the world go 'round

What is that sound, running 'round my head
Funny I thought, that part was long since dead
But now there's new life, coursing through my veins
Because there's someone, who'll make it beat again

The sound that makes the world go 'round
The sound that makes the world go 'round
The sound that makes the world go 'round
The sound that makes the world go 'round

What is that sound, ringing in my ears
The strangest sound, I've heard for years and years
The sound of two hearts, beating side by side
The sound of one love, that neither one can hide

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

The End Of A Fraud - Lyrics - What to Do When You Are Dead - Armor For Sleep

Title: The End Of A Fraud
Album: What to Do When You Are Dead
Artist: Armor For Sleep
Composer(s): Nash Breen, Anthony Dilonno, Peter James Decicco, Ben Jorgensen

Lyric:
I?m leaving again for the second time around
You better believe, that this was all just a joke to me
And as I look down on them, I repeat these words in my head
?They never heard one sound out of my mouth, they never heard one sound?

I saw pretty clear, that when I left you all stayed the same
Now I think I believe, that I was never alive in the first place
They never heard one sound out of my mouth
They never heard one sound out of my mouth
They never heard one sound out of my mouth
They never heard one sound

Don?t believe that the weather is perfect the day that you die
Don?t believe that the weather is perfect the day that you die
Don?t believe that the weather is perfect the day that you die
Don?t believe that the weather is perfect the day that you die
Don?t believe that the weather is perfect the day that you die
Don?t believe that the weather is perfect the day that you die

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Lost And Found - Lyrics - Big Sugar

Title: Lost And Found
Artist: Big Sugar
Composer(s): Patrick J Ballantyne, Gordie Johnson

Lyric:
If only you could see behind my eyes
You would count the stars that fill the skies
I've tried to pretend that they're not there
But now I look around and see them everywhere

From the first time I heard that sound
I couldn't wrap my head around it
I was lost until I found it

I've walked a million miles in these same shoes
Wearing down the streets the lonesome use
But something came and stopped me where I stand
I saw the sun reach down and kiss the land

From the first time we touched the ground
I couldn't wrap my arms around it
I was lost until I found it

From the first time I heard that sound
I couldn't wrap my head around it
I was lost until I found it

If only you could see behind my eyes
You would count the stars that fill the skies
This love is gonna wake you back to life
This love is gonna shake you back to life

From the first time we touched the ground
I couldn't wrap my arms around it
I was lost until I found it

From the first time I heard that sound
I couldn't wrap my head around it
I was lost until I found it

I was lost until I found it
I was lost until I found it

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Sound Of Revenge (Intro) - Lyrics - The Sound of Revenge - Chamillionaire

Title: Sound Of Revenge (Intro)
Album: The Sound of Revenge
Artist: Chamillionaire
Composer(s): Nsilo Kharonde Reddick, Nicholas W. Sherwood, Hakeem T. Seriki

Lyric:
Yeah, a lightnin' bolt strikes in the air, yeah, finally it's here
'Cause y'all are the judge, the day of judgment finally is near
In your eye I see a tear and it's remindin' me of fear
Rap's been dead so long, so stop denyin' what you feel

Dis payback for the fact that y'all ain't tryin' to keep it real
Grim reaper that we call Revenge right beside ya in your ear
He's sayin' your time expired, time is finally due it's clear
Not sober mind is a weak mind and he's buyin' you a beer

Cheers, time for a toast
(Your heart's beatin', your heart's beatin')
To the haters that hate you the most
(Your heart's beatin')

And the friends that pretend to be your folks
(Your heart's beatin')
This is what revenge sounds like
(Your heart's beatin', your heart's beatin')
I hear your heart beatin', keep runnin' your mouth, yeah

Your mouth runnin' ahead of you, your mouth do
What your legs should do
Let me walk to the edge with you, jump off of it, it
It sounds like your ready to 'cause these rappers are terrible
And the game is unbearable but I'ma fix, fix

This feelin' that's dead in you got your brains like a vegetable
Use the Pro Tools and tell 'em to edit it, it
Switch to somethin' that's better fool, turn it up what you better do
When I'm bringin' revenge to you it sounds like this, this, this

Somebody call the doctor
(You're not breathin', you're not breathin')
They ain't gonna be well after this one right here
You're not breathin'
(You're not breathin', you're not breathin')

Just make sure they learn the name
(You're not breathin')
That's about to be runnin' the game
(You're not breathin')
Tell 'em the name, Chamillitary mayne

Shoulda heard what I was tellin' you, I don't do what the jealous do
I don't hate when a nigga make it 'cause I'm smarter and better too
You run when they tell you to but I move when I'm ready to
If you stop to take a breather, see that I'm light years ahead of you

Y'all musta thought y'all wasn't gonna
(I'm not leavin', I'm not leavin')
Have to see me or somethin'
Houston, Texas, I'm here now
(I'm not leavin', I'm not leavin')

Anybody gotta problem?
(I'm not leavin')
Speak now or forever hold your peace
(I'm not leavin')
I ain't think so, yeah

The feelin's great 'cause they pay me, I expect some hatred so daily
I'm stickin' the middle finger up like the feelin's mutual baby
The franchise and they say that the future can't really trade me
In Houston, I'm number one like I'm in the place of McGrady

But keep on pacin' it baby, the full truth has arrived
If they ask you about you nigga, you fin' to lie
They ask me about me and hear a truthful reply
They said they seem none better than me so hear the truth wit'cha eyes

Better go take over befo' it rains
'Cause I'd hate to say that I told you mayne
I know, I know what you're gonna say
But have it your way

I know these haters is gonna hate
And I see that angry look on your face
Tell 'em Sound of Revenge is on the way
This isn't your day

Lookin' for the truth, they ask me where have you been?
(Where have you been? Where have you been?)
Gettin' ready for these haters, I got somethin' for them
(Somethin' for them, somethin' for them)

You're real quiet 'til you think you hear a sound in the wind
(Sound in the wind, sound in the wind)
You turn around 'cause you think you hear that sound once again
You hear that? Yeah what's that?
That's The Sound of Revenge

See, I told you
That's what happens when you get on his bad side
Chamillitary mayne
And now, for The Sound of Revenge

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Like That - Lyrics - Black Eyed Peas

Title: Like That
Artist: Black Eyed Peas
Composer(s): Anthony Newley, Talib Kweli Greene, William Adams, Kamal Fareed, Jaime Luis Gomez, Leslie Bricusse, Allan Pineda

Lyric:
Wow, we in stereo

Question for the ages
What's goin' on with my rap pages?
Rappers wanna be down, but listen, listen
You got to feel it within your body and your spirit
When you listen to the rhythm, come on

It's the abstract, Will is on the beat
Women all around the globe, the world
You got to follow me
Change your history, categories
Different people in the same territories

Hip-hop in here for my Black Eyed Peas
So watch it, watch it be mindful of the speakers please
'Cause they gonna rumble and shake the ground
Break atoms breakin' sound
Fill the embraceful pound
Treat all the things profound

If you wanna dude to help you out
Make it cool around your friends without smokin' now
Play the song kinda loud, it could help you out
And you could work it out, yeah you could work it out
It's like that, and a

And we got it like that, like that
You know we got it like that, like that
Y'all we got it like that, like that
It's like that, like that, like that
Y'all we got it like that, like that
You know we got it like that, like that
Yeah, we got it like that, like that

It's like that because I got it like that
And I got it like that also
Got a style, that's way out like Bosto
You know I'm known to cook a nigga like charcoal
Steady droppin' rounds like it's heavy cargo

Can I kick? Yup, really far though
From El Segundo to Toronto
I once hit a girl up in Chicago
But I'd never say ho unless my name was Tonto

Yup, you know how the date rape though
Kobe showed a classic example
Now they know the Peas collect the dough
So they knockin' on our door like we was Fargo

Yup, they see me in a Will.I.Am suit
But I wasn't that cute when I didn't have the loot
And I don't smoke herbs
But I'm still real nice with the verbs
So fuck what you heard

'Coz we got it like that, like that
You know we got it like that, like that
Y'all we got it like that, like that
It's like that, like that, like that
Y'all we got it like that, like that
You know we got it like that, like that
Yeah, we got it like that, like that
Talib, just hit ?em like that

Yeah, I'm from the jungle, brother
And I got it like that
Yo, my life got me runnin'
Through a maze like a white rat

I need a shot of Remy
Like my rap
It's like the yack is the fights
That got me spillin' on the right track

And I like this, Will so I might get ill
On the mic somebody might get killed
So many damn rappers there's a stifle in heaven
My tongue is a weapon
And plus when I bust, it's the stuff of legend

When this Brooklyn MC come after you
You'll be runnin' like a herd of caribou down Myrtle Avenue
Where we at ain't nothin' pretty, that's the attitude
To be at Fight Club, even Brad had to crack a tooth

Stare into the sun, they try to copy
Let your eyes get used to the light because you gotta watch me
Sneak up on you like saki, my lyrics get out of a split atom
Like Hiroshima and Nagasaki

It's the Apl with the ab in the lab with the rap
Demonstrate how we act, we attack any track
It's the Black Eyed Peas and we back with the facts
Start with the fast skills that rose in the pack

We got it like how you know how the beast rocks
Entertain you, see you soon at the next spot
The crew got you bouncin' and droppin' your eye
Makin' you naha ehshabisha e mat

Tss tsss tsss, I'ma roll with the hot
I'ma flow from the soul when you can't hold me back
Ke-ke-keep on keep on rollin' the track
I'm a simply, simply always attach

Jeepney Music by Apl.De.Ap
From L.A. to Philippines we bridgin' the gap
We got it like that, you know we got it like that
We got like, like we got it, like that y'all

So sweet, it's like that
Yeah, we got it like that, it's like that
You know you know we had it like that, it's like that
It's like that, like that, it's like that
Yeah, we got it like that, it's like that
Yeah, we got it like that, it's like that
You know we got it like that, it's like that
It's like that 'cause we got it like

That and a
It's like that and a
It's like that-at-at-at a that and a

It's like a that and a
It's like that and a
It's like that boom ba a that and a

It's like that and a
It's like that and a
It's like that-at-at-at a that and a

It's like that and a
It's like that and a
It's like that-at-at-at a that
Because I got it like that

My man Q-Tip in the house, in the house
Cee-lo, you know he's in the house, in the house
My man John Legend's in the house, in the house
Talib Kweli will work it out, work it out

My man Apl.De is in the house, in the house
Will.I.Am is definitely in the house, in the house
Fergie Ferg's in the house, in the house
Whadup to De La, shout ?em out, shout 'em out

True hip-hop music now, music now
Positive vibes, no doubt, no doubt
My man Phite Dawg's in the house, in the house
My man Shaheed's in the house, in the house
Taboo, you know I?m in the house, in the house

Black Eyed Peas represent signin' out
Black Eyed Peas represent signin' out
Black Eyed Peas represent signin' out

It's like that and a
It's like that and a
It's like that-a-that that
It's like that and a

It's like that and a
It's like that and a
It's like that-that-that-that-that and a

It's like that and a
It's like that and a
It's like that-a-that that
It's like that and a

It's like that and a
It's like that and a
It's like that-at-at-at
Because I got it like that

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Four Letter Word - Lyrics - X - Def Leppard

Title: Four Letter Word
Album: X
Artist: Def Leppard
Composer(s): Vivian Campbell, Philip Collen, Richard Savage, Richard Allen, Joe Elliott

Lyric:
Ain't just your kiss, K I S S that I miss
Ain't just the way that you squeeze me tight
If there's a wish at the top of my list
Uh, is that you be there every day and every night

I found a new four letter word
The sweetest sound that I ever heard
I found a new four letter word
Lust can kinda be nice
But it ain't L O V E, indeed
All right

Oh when the rush that I'm dreamin' of's not enough
You touch and I can't control myself
You put the glide back into my stride
Oh yeah, you move me like a nobody else

I found a new four letter word
The sweetest sound that I ever heard
I found a new four letter word
Lust can kinda be nice
But it ain't L O V E, oh yeah
Let me spell it out, c'mon

You're all I'm looking for
You ain't the girl next door
You're really so much more
You put me to shame
And then you walk right in
You know I can't explain
You do that lovin' thing
All over again

Live life just like a wild ride
More like a landslide
Take me away

New four letter word
The sweetest sound that I ever heard
I found a new four letter word
The sweetest sound that I ever heard
New four letter word
And baby, the sweetest sound that I ever heard
New four letter word
Hey, lust can kinda be nice
But it ain't L O V E

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Intro - Lyrics - Mixtape Messiah, Vol. 5 - Chamillionaire

Title: Intro
Album: Mixtape Messiah, Vol. 5
Artist: Chamillionaire
Composer(s): Nsilo Kharonde Reddick, Nicholas W. Sherwood, Hakeem T. Seriki

Lyric:
Yeah, a lightning bolt strikes in the air, yeah, finally it's here
'Cause y'all are the judge, the day of judgment finally is near
In your eye I see a tear, and it's remindin' me of fear
Rap's been dead so long, so stop denyin' what you feel

Dis payback for the fact that y'all ain't tryin' to keep it real
Grim reaper that we call revenge right beside ya in your ear
He's saying your time expired, time is finally due it's clear
Not sober mind is a weak mind and he's buyin' you a beer

Cheers, time for a toast
(Your heart's beatin', your heart's beatin')
To the haters that hate you the most
(Your heart's beatin')
And the friends that pretend to be your folks
(Your heart's beatin')
This is what revenge sounds like
(Your heart's beatin', your heart's beatin')
I hear your heart beatin', keep runnin' your mouth, yeah

Your mouth runnin' ahead of you, your mouth do what your legs should do
Let me walk to the edge with you, jump off of it, it
It sounds like your ready to, 'cause these rappers are terrible
And the game is unbearable but I'ma fix, fix

This feeling that's dead in you got your brains like a vegetable
Use the pro tools and tell 'em to edit it, it
Switch to somethin' that's better fool, turn it up what you better do
When I'm bringing revenge to you it sounds like this, this, this

Somebody call the doctor
(You're not breathin', you're not breathin')
They ain't gonna be well after this one right here
You're not breathin'
(You're not breathin', you're not breathin')
Just make sure they learn the name
(You're not breathin')
That's about to be runnin' the game
(You're not breathin')
Tell 'em the name, Chamillitary Mayne

Shoulda heard what I was tellin' you, I don't do what the jealous do
I don't hate when a nigga make it, 'cause I'm smarter and better too
You run when they tell you to but I move when I'm ready to
If you stop to take a breather, see that I'm light years ahead of you

Y'all musta thought y'all wasn't gonna have to see me or somethin'
(I'm not leavin', I'm not leavin')
Houston, Texas, I'm here now
(I'm not leavin', I'm not leavin')
Anybody gotta problem?
(I'm not leavin')
Speak now or forever hold your peace
(I'm not leavin')
I ain't think so, yeah

The feeling's great 'cause they pay me, I expect some hatred so daily
I'm sticking the middle finger up like the feeling's mutual baby
The franchise and they say that the future can't really trade me
In Houston, I'm number one like I'm in the place of McGrady

But keep on pacing it baby, the full truth has arrived
If they ask you about you nigga, you fin' to lie
They ask me about me and hear a truthful reply
They said they seem none better than me so hear the truth wit'cha eyes

Better go take over befo' it rains
'Cause I'd hate to say that I told you Mayne
I know, I know what you're gonna say
But have it your way

I know these haters is gonna hate
And I see that angry look on your face
Tell 'em sound of revenge is on the way
This isn't your day

Lookin' for the truth, they ask me where have you been?
Where have you been? Where have you been?
Getting ready for these haters, I got somethin' for them
Somethin' for them, somethin' for them

You're real quiet 'til you think you hear a sound in the wind
Sound in the wind, sound in the wind
You turn around 'cause you think you hear that sound once again
You hear that?
(Yeah what's that?)
That's The Sound of Revenge

See, I told you
That's what happens when you get on his bad side
Chamillitary Mayne
And now for The Sound of Revenge

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Saturday, July 31, 2010

Sounds Bad - Lyrics - Epiphany - T Pain

Title: Sounds Bad
Album: Epiphany
Artist: T Pain
Composer(s): Faheem Najm

Lyric:
I wanna dedicate this to my struggling bro
Keep pushin' on, keep pushin' on, yea

First of the month, check late, damn, got nothin' to do
I'ma roll me a ***, got drank, call me a *** or two
Now I know that it sound like I'm livin' on the edge
Only he heard the worst

Got the whole house runnin' on the generator
No good food in my frigidator, damn
And I'm late for work

Don't that sound bad, horrible, no inspiration, no goals
I know it sound like, I wanna die
And I know I'm so miserable
But this just so happens to be the best day of my life

Now I don't wanna confuse you, hurtin' on the inside
But I won't let you see
That's why every little dollar and every little penny
Goes to puttin' an outfit on me

'Cause I'ma stay fresh to death, dressed to impress the rest
You know how I do it, when I do it
I'ma show you how to do it
So you can do it for somebody else, mmm

But I still got a house on the generator
No good food in my fridigator, damn
And I'm late for work

Don't that sound bad, horrible, no inspiration, no goals
I know it sound like, I wanna die
And I know I'm so miserable
But this just so happens to be the best day of my life

My life, my Patron, pick of ice
Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink
Ain't no talkin' 'bout the ***, I'm talkin' like a newspaper
I'm talkin' 'bout the newspaper full of *** like the whole thing

And I'ma roll it up and smoke it
Hey, hit this, you gotta hit this
And really let you think about you
And in the end, you gotta let me do it, I do

Don't that sound bad, horrible, no inspiration, no goals
I know it sound like, I wanna die
And I know I'm so miserable
But this just so happens to be the best day of my life

Horrible, no inspiration, no goals
I know it sound like, I wanna die
And I know I'm so miserable
But this just so happens to be the best day of my life

Horrible, no inspiration, no goals
I know it sound like, I wanna die
And I know I'm so miserable
But this just so happens to be the best day of my life, yeah

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Stranger With The Melodies - Lyrics - Harry Chapin

Title: Stranger With The Melodies
Artist: Harry Chapin
Composer(s): Harry F. Chapin

Lyric:
It was my first night in that rooming house
In the last room down the hall
I heard a hoarse voice and an old guitar
Coming through the paper thin walls

A crazy nonsense nursery rhyme
That did not mean a thing
But for the first of what was to be a thousand times
This is what I hear him sing

Hold that D chord on the old guitar
'Til I found the G
Drop it down to old E minor
'Til the A chord rolls back home around to D

I had to lay there listening
It seemed he was in the room
This stranger with his melody
Singing there in the gloom

And he repeated it over and over again
Such a soft and sinkin' sound
It was kind of like a music box
That was slowly winding down

You see, he sang it, he hummed it
Whistled it, and he strummed it
He laughed it and he cried it
He did everything but hide it

And he sang
Hold that D chord on the old guitar
'Til I found the G
Drop it down to old E minor
'Til the A chord rolls back home around for me

So I lay there in that lumpy bed
Countin' choruses instead of sheep
'Til I banged on the wall and out I called
"Hey bub, I need some sleep"

The sudden void of silence
Then I heard that hoarse voice say
"It weren't so long ago, boy
They paid me to play "

I said, "It's kind of late for music, sir
Two hours 'til it's daylight"
He answered, "I need my music most
In these dark hours of the night

You see I've tried gettin' high on something son
But it only brings me down
Staying dry don't work out better, boy
'Cause my eyes get wet and I drown

Won't you please let me continue
And I'll be in your debt?
You see I'm not singing to remember, son
I'm just singing to forget"

And he sang
Hold that D chord on the old guitar
'Til I found the G
Drop it down to old E minor
'Til the A chord rolls back home around for me

That's when I said
"If I'm supposed to listen to you sir
Just one quick question then
Why in the hell do you sing one song
Over and over again?"

And this is what he said
He said, "I gave her the music, son
She gave me the words
Together we'd write the kind of songs
The angels must have heard

Of course we'd fight like cats and dogs
But life ain't no rosebud dream
Still whatever we'd do everybody knew
We truly were a team

I can't remember now if I done her wrong
Or if she done wrong to me
But all I know that when I let her go
That it did not set me free''

That's when I said, "You sound like what's-his-name"
He said, "That's who I am
But you can't wrap a name around you, boy
'Cause it really don't mean a damn"

"You see, a song don't have much meaning
When it don't have nothing to say
What she could do was magic, son
All I could do was play"

He started singing again
That's when I drifted off
Maybe I dreamed what I heard
'Bout this stranger with his melody
Who'd gone and lost the words

Hold that D chord on the old guitar
'Til I found the G
Drop it down to old E minor
'Til the A chord rolls back home around to D

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Cohiba - Lyrics - Mario Vazquez - Mario Vazquez

Title: Cohiba
Album: Mario Vazquez
Artist: Mario Vazquez
Composer(s): Scott Storch, Sean Garrett

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Lyric:
[Foreign content]

I'm a boss so I hit her with the little head game
I can tell she like to taste sweet things
First thing I met her for sense a switch go
Damn I been gone too long

She know what the business was
I told her to get at it, took the lead promo static
Puerto Rican mix sweet tone
Only promise she was with this cat standing 6'4"

She said I ride my own, check, go away, check
Don't worry 'bout it, your just another pay, check
She said I ain't gotta ask anything I want yet
I said what that's called when you move it like that

She kept reiterating she had a thing for sex
A man and another man she tried, yet
So I pulled back put it up another drink
She like tell me what you think, gotta just take another puff

She wanna smoke cohiba
You gotta work for that, gotta work for that
Can I smoke your cohiba
You gotta work for that, gotta work for that

She wanna smoke my cohiba
You gotta work for that, gotta work for that
Can I smoke your cohiba
You gotta work for that, gotta work for that

She told me not to think how could I hesitate
Who would love the chance just to give it to me
I knew it, the things I would do to her
But I keep thinking me him and her

But the obvious told me believe her
Heard that she giving me the fever
Slow up ma and kick back
While I think about what I'm gon' do with that

She said I ride my own, check, go away, check
Don't worry about it, your just another pay, check
She said I ain't gotta ask anything I want yet
I said what that's called when you move it like that

She kept reiterating, she had a thing for
A man and another man she tried
So I pulled back put it up another drink
She like tell me what you think, got to just take another puff

She wanna smoke cohiba
You gotta work for that, gotta work for that
Can I smoke your cohiba
You gotta work for that, gotta work for that

She wanna smoke my cohiba
You gotta work for that, gotta work for that
Can I smoke your cohiba
You gotta work for that, gotta work for that

[Foreign content]

You wanna smoke my, smoke my, who else but good crack now
Want a made back with a hat down
Got money and we don't know how to act now
All talk puff this 'til we pass out

Man he so crazy and he my baby
And he gon' pay me now
He sound crazy 'cause he ain't got paying
And you ain't staying now

Cash talk with a project
Fat in a palm and it got knocked
'Cause she palm from the Bronx with the hardest lift
Yeah, definitely for the sonic kick

She wanna smoke cohiba
You gotta work for that, gotta work for that
Can I smoke your cohiba
You gotta work for that, gotta work for that

She wanna smoke my cohiba
You gotta work for that, gotta work for that
Can I smoke your cohiba
You gotta work for that, gotta work for that

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Z - Paper Chase - Lyrics - Vol. 2... Hard Knock Life - Jay

Title: Z - Paper Chase
Album: Vol. 2... Hard Knock Life
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Tim Mosley, Shawn Carter

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Lyric:
Uhh, uhh, uh huh
Uhh, paper chase
Bonnie n Clyde
Y'all motherfuckers know how it's goin' down
Gotta get that paper y'all
That's right, uhh
Uh huh uh, yeah, Roc-a-Fella, yeah
Paper chase y'all, paper chase what? Uh

Greyhound bitch, stay down bitch
'Bout to set up shop with Jay, round this bitch
Half a brick of yeah 'bout to lay down this bitch
'Til November? Nah, I'm here to like, slay down this bitch
What you think? I don't wanna have to spray down this bitch
Call my whole team from around the way down this bitch
I'm tryin' to stay down this bitch, play down this bitch
Had a sound, so my nigga Jay drown the six

Roll the windows down and, weight round this bitch
But there's a couple things 'fore it's O.K. round this bitch
I gotta talk to the natives, let 'em know I'm here
For all to get the pay days, first I line up all the haters
I got jobs for ya, drop stars for ya
More arms than Green Bay's Brett Favre for ya
Money providentials hope that's not a problem for ya
If so, jigga be here, day after tomorrow for ya, that's right!

Gotta get that paper dog
Gotta touch that, love that, paper dog
Gotta get that paper dog
Gotta have that, grab that paper dog
Gotta get that paper dog
Gotta spend that, bend that, split that, get that
Gotta get that paper dog
And I needs that, G stack, tell me where the weed's at?

I got my two guns, I came to scoop ones
A down ass bitch and she down to click
Got a nice little hooptie that I get around with
And my plan is not to leave this town 'til I'm rich
Gotta find a nigga sellin' all them ounces and shit
Tell them get down with the click or get found in a ditch
See I drop down and strip, I turn around and spit
Not to hit 'em just to let em know the sound of shit

Return later that evening in the club with Fox
And I got the snub nose for those that love to box
I'm in search of them young niggaz that hug the block
All day, 'til it's like gray outside
Shoot dice talkin' shit all day outside
And even when it's hot, they outside
Let 'em know, how it's gon' go, Bonnie n Clyde
And aiyyo, you will want me on your side

Gotta get that paper dog
Gotta touch that, love that, paper dog
Gotta get that paper dog
Gotta have that, grab that paper dog
Gotta get that paper dog
Gotta spend that, bend that, split that, get that
Gotta get that paper dog
And I needs that, G stack, tell me where the weed's at?

Yo, yeah, I got that stress and I got it the best
I ain't got it to give, but I got it to test
And if you wanna get down, oh you gotta invest
Is your time, I gotta move this in a, week or less
For the next couple of days I brought her all I possess
The Rolex, necklaces with the V V S
Twin to drive in the passenger with a T.V. rest
For my top draft picks I cop the new G S

Now all the little soldiers wanna roll with my team
'Cause I ain't sold em a dream, I just showed 'em the cream
Picked em up in the afternoons and told em some things
You know the regular shit you do when you moldin' them teens
Yo, never lay your head where you holdin' them things
Your family to your business, nothing goes in between
Never feared no man, put four in his Beem
Drop your gun then, blow the scene, ya heard me?

Gotta get that paper dog
Gotta touch that, love that, paper dog
Gotta get that paper dog
Gotta have that, grab that paper dog
Gotta get that paper dog
Gotta spend that, bend that, split that, get that
Gotta get that paper dog
And I needs that, G stack, tell me where the weed's at?

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Shakin' Street - Lyrics - Mc5

Title: Shakin' Street
Artist: Mc5
Composer(s): Robert W. Derminer, Fred Smith, Dennis Thompson, Wayne Kramer, Michael Davis

Lyric:
Little Orphan Annie and sweet sue too
They've been coming around
Gives 'em somethin' to do
Their mamas all warned 'em not to come to town
It got into their blood
Now they gonna get down

Shakin' street, it's got that beat
Shakin' street, where all the kids meet
Shakin' street, it's got that sound
Shakin' street, say you gotta get down

Streetlight Sammy decided to make the trip
All the way from New Jersey on his girlfriend's tip
He pulled into town and met skinny leg Pete
Said, "Come here, boy, I heard about the streets"
I heard about the place where all the kids go
Now, I'm a about to flip, by just gotta know about

The shakin' street, it's got that beat
Shakin' Street, where all the kids meet
Shakin' street, it's got that sound
Shakin' street, say you gotta get down

Well the kids on shakin' street never give in
'Cause all of their lives they've been livin' in sin
You know that they're bad
You know that they're mad
They take for the takin'
And they shake for the shakin'

Shakin', shakin', shakin'

The folks keep complaining they find it so shockin'
All the kids wanna do is just keep on rockin'
They ain't got no time to think about stoppin'
They gotta get down and do a little stompin'
Now Sally Baker wants to shake her shaker
And Bobby C. says he's gonna take her to

The shakin' street, it's got that beat
Shakin' street, where all the kids meet
Shakin' street, it's got that sound
Shakin' street, you gotta get down

Shakin' street, it's got that beat
Shakin' street, where all the kids meet
Shakin' street, it's got that sound
Shakin' street, say you gotta get down

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Fire Tonight - Lyrics - Information Society

Title: Fire Tonight
Artist: Information Society
Composer(s): Kurt Larson, Paul Robb, K Valaquen

Lyric:
Well, there's a hot wind blowing tonight in the east
And I heard that the park is filled tonight with police
On the radio there's nothing but a man saying
To stay inside

Well, I remember what you said on the telephone
That you didn't feel like it was safe to stay alone
And you would get yourself to me if you could find
A way across the line

But there's fire tonight on your side of town
Orange light in the sky without a sound

Well, there's a faint sound of sirens tonight in the air
And I heard that the downtown streets tonight are bare
On the TV here they're telling me the roads now
All closed down

You said that if you couldn't take the car you'd walk instead
It was the last thing you said before the line went dead
And now I'm waiting by the window holding all the things
Of yours I've found

But there's fire tonight on your side of town
Orange light in the sky without a sound
Fire tonight on your side of town
I watch and wait for you to come around

I know we always said that we were free
I know we never thought this would succeed
But now your face is all that I can see

And there's fire tonight on your side of town
Orange light in the sky without a sound
Fire tonight on your side of town
I watch and wait for you to come around

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Saturday, August 7, 2010

Brand New Beau - Lyrics - Amanda Marshall

Title: Brand New Beau
Artist: Amanda Marshall
Composer(s): Marvin Leonard, Amanda Marshall, Peter Asher, Billy Mann

Lyric:
I used to know that the world was round
(The world was round)
I relied on the speed of sound
(Speed of sound)

Gravity used to hold me down
(Hold me down)
But now, what can I believe in?
(What can I believe?)

You were the constant one true thing
(One true thing)
Made me sure of everything
(Everything)

I can't believe this is happening
You and your brand new beau
(I think it's time to go)

I was under the distinct impression
That we were swingin' in the same direction
But you've got a certain predilection
This truth is stranger than fiction

The way you touched me I had no suspicions
(The way you touch)
But evidently you've no inhibitions
(No, no, no)
Your body took you on a covert mission
Why am I the last to know?

I used to know that the world was round
(The world was round)
I relied on the speed of sound
(Speed of sound)

Gravity used to hold me down
(Hold me down)
But now, what can I believe in?
(What can I believe?)

You were the constant one true thing
(One true thing)
Made me sure of everything
(Everything)

I can't believe this is happening
You and your brand new beau
(I think it's time to go)

I walked in it was just around midnight
(Tick tock, tick tock)
It was snowing, so they canceled my flight
(We're sorry to announce)

Two empty glasses in the dim candlelight
I heard you mention my name
(Amanda)

And then I heard another voice that shocked me
He was saying, "Is the front door locked?"
He saw my face and then you tried to block me
My life won't ever be the same

I used to know that the world was round
(The world was round)
I relied on the speed of sound
(Speed of sound)

Gravity used to hold me down
(Hold me down)
But now, what can I believe in?
(What can I believe?)

You were the constant one true thing
(One true thing)
Made me sure of everything
(Everything)

I can't believe this is happening
You and your brand new beau
(I think it's time to go)

You could have offered me some dignity
And not pulled the rug out from under me
I thought I was your queen
I thought I was your queen
(Wasn't I, wasn't I?)

I used to know that the world was round
(The world was round)
I relied on the speed of sound
(Speed of sound)

Gravity used to hold me down
(Hold me down)
But now, what can I believe in?
(What can I believe?)

You were the constant one true thing
(One true thing)
Made me sure of everything
(Everything)

I can't believe this is happening
You and your brand new beau
(I think it's time to go)

I used to know that the world was round
(The world was round)
I relied on the speed of sound
(Speed of sound)

Gravity used to hold me down
(Hold me down)
But now, what can I believe in?
(What can I believe?)

You were the constant one true thing
(One true thing)
Made me sure of everything
(Everything)

I can't believe this is happening
You and your brand new beau
(I think it's time to go)

Amanda

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Monday, August 16, 2010

Unemployed Boyfriend - Lyrics - Songs From An American Movie-Vol. 1: Learning How To Smile - Everclear

Title: Unemployed Boyfriend
Album: Songs From An American Movie-Vol. 1: Learning How To Smile
Artist: Everclear
Composer(s): Greg Eklund, Craig Montoya, Art Alexakis

Lyric:
Hi, this is Peggy
Leave me a nice message or I'll kill ya
Hey peggy, it's me
You are never going to believe what happened to me today

I'm sittin' at the unemployment office
Waitin' on my loser of a caseworker in one of those nasty chairs
When from out of nowhere
This total stranger walks right up to me
Sits down, then leans over and says something like
"This is gonna sound a little obsessive''

This is gonna sound a little obsessive
This is gonna sound a little bit strange
I have one thing to say
Before I turn and I walk away

This is gonna sound a little impulsive
This is gonna sound a little insane
I know you don't know me yet
But you and I, we will be together someday, someday

I know, I know, I sound like I'm on drugs
Listen to me when I say

That ever since when I first saw you
Sittin' on your car outside
You asked for a cigarette
I couldn't stop starin' at your eyes

Ever since when I first saw you
Looking bored in that plastic chair
With the lights of the office around you
Those blond streaks, they look so pretty in your black hair

You look cool and alternative with that disaffected stare
Yeah you want people to think that you just don't care

Hey you can be with me
Yeah 'cause I just might be the one
Who will treat you like you're perfect
Who will always make you come

Hey you can be with me
Yes I will always let you win
I will never be like those other guys
I will never be your unemployed boyfriend

Can you believe he said that to me?
To me, of all people!
I can't even remember the last time a guy took me out
On a date and actually paid for it

This is gonna sound a little bit out there
This is gonna sound a little insane
I keep having the same dream
You will be the mother of my children someday, someday

I heard you sleep with that obnoxious guy
I know he is in that famous band
You look so sad when you are with him
Yes I never see him reach to hold your hand

Yeah you can be with me
Yes I will treat you like a queen
I will go to all those chick flick movies
That I really don't want to see

Yeah you can be with me
No I will never let you down
I will never make out with your girlfriend
When I know you're not around

Yes you can be with me
Yeah I just might be the one
Who will treat you like you're special
I will always make you come

You can be with me
Yes I will always let you win
I will never be like those other guys
I will never be like those other guys
I will never be your unemployed boyfriend

Can you believe this? I mean, can this be for real?
No
Then he takes my hand, writes down his number, and just walks away
Whoa

I mean wow, but you know the weird thing is
He is actually kinda cute in a really intense way
Kinda like Collin Farrell, you know
Intense but sensitive

Anyway I told my bitchy sister about it, she just laughed at me
I told her, "I'm really excited about it
That I have a really good feeling about this guy"
I told her, "This could be the guy"

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