Hell Is Home - Lyrics - Demolition - Judas Priest

Title: Hell Is Home
Album: Demolition
Artist: Judas Priest
Composer(s): Glenn Raymond Tipton, Kenneth Downing

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Lyric:
Lookin' at me, why? Sort of like a leper vibe
Okay for your kind, but it's too good for me
An' a, hey, I know I'm never gonna qualify
For all the bullshit of your social degrees

Oh, oh, look down your noses at me
Hate my identity
Oh, oh, don't mean a damn thing you see
'Cause down here in hell everybody loves me

Hey, I know I'm anti-social
'Cause you act like I'm infected with some atrocity
An' though I know I'm every bit the same inside
My face don't fit, it's like I got some disease

Keep your face turned away
Strip me of identity
Still got my fortune and fame
'Cause down here in hell everyone knows my name

Hell is home to me, might as well be
I like it here an' nowhere else invited me
Hell is home to me, it has to be
Jesus Christ, nobody else invited me

Now I belong
I found my home
'Cause even though I know things won't get any better they
Certainly never get much worse

Hell is home to me, might as well be
I like it here an' nowhere else invited me
Hell is home to me, it has to be
Jesus Christ, nobody else invited me

Say my whole life I've always been disliked
Ignored unless you're spittin' insults at me
An' I don't know why you felt so justified
In all the degradation that you dished upon me

Oh, oh, now my status has changed
And you've got yourself to blame
Oh, oh, I'll grab the attention I crave
Now I'm running hell, heaven won't be the same

Hell is home to me
Hell is home to me
Hell is home to me
Hell is home to me

Hell is home to me, might as well be
I like it here an' nowhere else invited me
Hell is home to me, it has to be
Jesus Christ, nobody else invited me

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Hell Is Living Without You - Lyrics - Hell Is - Alice Cooper

Title: Hell Is Living Without You
Album: Hell Is
Artist: Alice Cooper
Composer(s): John F Bongiovi, Vincent Furnier, Richard S Sambora, Desmond Child

Lyric:
I can't find your face in a thousand masquerades
You're hidden in the colors of a million other lost charades
In life's big parade, I'm the loneliest spectator
'Cause you're gone without a trace in a sea of faceless imitators

I can't take another night
Burning inside this hell is living without your love
Ain't nothin' without your touch me
Heaven would be like hell is living without you

Try to walk away when I see the time I've wasted
Starving at a feast and all this wine I've never tasted
On my lips your memory has been stained
Is it all in vain, tell me who's to blame

I can't take another night
Burning inside this hell is living without your love
Ain't nothin' without your touch me
Heaven would be like hell is living without you
Nights get longer and colder, I'm down and begging to hold ya
On my own and I feel like hell is living without you, living without you

Hell is living without your love
Ain't nothin' without your touch me
Heaven would be like hell is living without you
Nights get longer and colder, I'm down and begging to hold ya
On my own and I feel like hell is living without you

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Where Is The Heaven - Lyrics - Abc

Title: Where Is The Heaven
Artist: Abc
Composer(s): Martin Fry, Mark White

Lyric:
Vandals in ermine
Rip city skylines
Dodge truth and virtue
With slick city bylines

A paragon of virtue
Until they hurt you
In power and in status
We know they hate us

So where is the heaven
And where is the love?
Where the hell is the heaven?
You're so proud of

Power is preaching
The virtues of poverty
Poor are left feeding
On cruel comedy, sad laughter

Rescue us all now
From fumes that choke us
Shift then these sad lives
Into sweet focus

So where is the heaven
And where is the love?
Where the hell is the heaven?
That you boast of

Prestige it sits high
On mammons alter
Porsche hungry pinheads
On champagne and oysters

Head full of hollow thoughts
Handful of sushi
Plug into Dallas babe
Plug into dynasty

So where is the heaven
And where is the love?
Where the hell is the heaven?
You're so proud of

Now I am loving

Now I am loving
Where once I was hating
Leading a good life
Stopped paging Satan

Played devils advocate
So many times
Lived in the shadows
But the sun will shine, shine, shine

So where is the heaven
And where is the love?
Where the hell is the heaven?
You're so proud of

And where is the kingdom?
You say we squander?
Where the hell is the heaven?
Must we wait much longer?

So where is the heaven
And where is the love?
Where the hell is the heaven?
You're so proud of

Where the hell is the heaven?

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Overburdened - Lyrics - Ten Thousand Fists - Disturbed

Title: Overburdened
Album: Ten Thousand Fists
Artist: Disturbed
Composer(s): Dan Donegan, Mike Wengren, David Draiman

Lyric:
Fate is so unkind, now I should have known
Blind in the light, reaping myself of soul
If it all amounts to nothing
Then why, why then am I standing in this line?

Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait in line
I may never know for certain
When will be my time

How was I considered evil?
Pleasures taken in this life
Someone granted me reprieval
Decades spent in strife

Led to nothing
Repeat it in my mind
Led to nothing
If only I was born another time

Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait in line
Hell is still overburdened
How have I been so determined malign?

It's the closing of the curtain
In the play that was my life
Countless chapters left unopened
Tragedies inside

I was fighting for a reason
Holy blessed homicide
Seems I have committed treason
All I've sacrificed

Led to nothing
Repeated in my mind
Led to nothing
If only I was born another time

Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait in line
Hell is still overburdened
How have I been so determined malign?

Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait in line
Hell is still overburdened
How have I been so determined malign?

Fate is so unkind, now I should have known
Blind leading the blind, reaping what I've sown
If it all amounts to nothing
Why then am I standing in this line?

Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait in line
Hell is still overburdened
How have I been so determined malign?

Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait in line
Hell is still overburdened
How have I been so determined malign?

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Hell No - Lyrics - I Pray - Amanda Perez

Title: Hell No
Album: I Pray
Artist: Amanda Perez
Composer(s): Amanda Perez

Lyric:
Yeah ooh, hell no, hell no, hell no, hell no
Oh, it's going down tonight, hell no
Yeah yeah yeah yeah hell no

Sat back and I watched you cry
Throwing dat shit gotta stop
Don't think I'm hurt 'coz in the back
Of the 'Lac I find a female shirt

You can run but you can't hide
I know to much to hear those lies
What I say gonna go
If you ask me to leave I'mma say, ?Hell no?

Uh uh, hell no, you ain't taking the Benz
You ain't chillin' at the club with none of your friends
Uh uh, hell no, boy you think you slick
Tryna go to the bar to go see that bitch

Uh uh, hell no, I don't play no games
What you doing right now, what you did back in the day
Uh uh, hell no, I don't mess wit kids and
If you don't like the way I am, it is what it is

Can't give me respect better rip your grip
Never talk back boy 'coz I'm your pimp
Oh, you don't like that, you don't like when I fight back
'Coz you can handle it, I can talk to dudes but you can talk to tricks

Uh uh, hell no, you ain't taking the Benz
You ain't chillin' at the club with none of your friends
Uh uh, hell no, boy you think you slick
Tryna go to the bar to go see that bitch

Uh uh, hell no, I don't play no games
What you doing right now, what you did back in the day
Uh uh, hell no, I don't mess wit kids and
If you don't like the way I am it is what it is

Uh uh, hell no, you ain't taking the Benz
You ain't chillin' at the club with none of your friends
Uh uh, hell no, boy you think you slick
Tryna go to the bar to go see that bitch

Uh uh, hell no, I don't play no games
What you doing right now what you did back in the day
Uh uh, hell no, I don't mess wit kids
And if you don't like the way I am, it is what it is

You don't wanna test me
Have to call the police to come a arrest me, you know what the rest be
I'll come to the crib and tear the door down
Tell me who's da hoe now, tell me who runs the show now

Everything that you got is 'cause I pay for you
All the money that you have is 'cause I save for you
Boy, I sit you on my couch like you's my son
You don't wanna play with me boy I ain't the one

Uh uh, hell no, you ain't taking the Benz
You ain't chillin' at the club with none of your friends
Uh uh, hell no, boy you think you slick
Tryna go to the bar to go see that bitch

Uh uh, hell no, I don't play no games
What you doing right now what you did back in the day
Uh uh, hell no, I don't mess wit kids
And if you don't like the way I am, it is what it is

Uh uh, hell no, you ain't taking the Benz
You ain't chillin' at the club with none of your friends
Uh uh, hell no, boy you think you slick
Tryna go to the bar to go see that bitch

Uh uh, hell no, I don't play no games
What you doing right now what you did back in the day
Uh uh, hell no, I don't mess wit kids
And if you don't like the way I am, it is what it is

Uh uh, hell no, you ain't taking the Benz
You ain't chillin' at the club with none of your friends
Uh uh, hell no, boy you think you slick
Tryna go to the bar to go see that bitch

Uh uh, hell no, I don't play no games
What you doing right now what you did back in the day
Uh uh, hell no, I don't mess wit kids
And if you don't like the way I am, it is what it is

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Ahh Hell Nah - Lyrics - Naughty Or Nice - 3lw

Title: Ahh Hell Nah
Album: Naughty Or Nice
Artist: 3lw
Composer(s): Beau Dozier, Nate Butler

Lyric:
I woke up
Couldn't hardly sleep 'cause it was Christmas
Ran downstairs to open gifts up
Could it be the Fendi bag that I want, that I want?

So I shook the box up like what could this be?
Don't sound like a Fendi to me
Ripped it open and what did I see?
I was like, "What the hell is this? This ain't what I asked for"
"What the hell is that? A Barbie magic castle?"
Yo I'm getting pissed, 'cause everything is crap
I'm about to take it back, I'm about to take it back

Ahh hell nah
Santa, you best to get at me
Ahh hell nah
Christmas ain't what it used to be
Ahh hell nah
Can't believe you did this to me
Ahh hell nah
This ain't no fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Christmas

My man, came to the door
My gift in his hand
We been going out for four or five months
I know he gonna give me just what I want, what I want

So I, shook the box up like what could this be?
It sounds just like a Fendi to me
Tore it open and what did I see?
I was like, "What the hell is this? I can't believe you took it there"
"What the hell is that? Yo, where'd you find a care bear?"
Yo I'm getting pissed 'cause everything is crap
I'm about to take it back
Yo, they don't even sell those anymore

Ahh hell nah
Santa, you best to get at me
Ahh hell nah
Christmas ain't what it used to be
Ahh hell nah
Can't believe you did this to me
Ahh hell nah
This ain't no fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Christmas

Fa-la-la-la-la, fa-la-la-la-la, fa-la-la-la-la
This ain't no fa-la-la-la-la Christmas, ho ho ho
No fa-la-la-la-la Christmas, ho ho ho
This ain't no fa-la-la-la-la Christmas, ho ho ho
No fa-la-la-la-la Christmas, Merry Christmas, ho ho ho

What the hell is this? Now you've gone really far
What the hell is that? I don't need a VCR
Where's the DVDs?
Everything is crap, everything is crap, everything is crap
I hate you!

Ahh hell nah
Santa, you best to get at me
Ahh hell nah
Christmas ain't what it used to be
Ahh hell nah
Can't believe you did this to me
Ahh hell nah
This ain't no fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Christmas

Ahh hell nah
Santa, you best to get at me
Ahh hell nah
Christmas ain't what it used to be
Ahh hell nah
Can't believe you did this to me
Ahh hell nah
This ain't no fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Christmas

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Memphis - Lyrics - Joe Jackson

Title: Memphis
Artist: Joe Jackson
Composer(s): Joe Jackson

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Lyric:
Memphis, where the hell is Memphis?

I got to get away, study my geography
I'm just a shadow of the boy I used to be
I used to see the light, now it's all a mystery
I used to feel the beat, now I feel a million miles from

Memphis, where the hell is Memphis?

I used dirty words never too excessively
But saying rock 'n' roll never seemed so bad to me
I wanna settle in hip and happy company
I was in and out in a second on my way to

Memphis, where the hell is Memphis?

Memphis, so where the hell is Memphis?

I had a one-way ticket and a little radio
I turned it on, heard the sound from twenty years ago
Somebody smiled and said, that's the only way to go
He died at twenty-one, now nobody's innocent in

Memphis, where the hell is Memphis?

Somebody turned around, said, I got to disagree
He wrote that sort of turn people out to anarchy
He made them think about Marlon Brando on TV
I guess they still went down against anything they got in

Memphis, where the hell is Memphis?

I met a wise old man, he had longer hair than me
He said, ?Memphis is nothing like it used to be?
A hundred dead guitarists lying in the cemetery
I felt a sudden chill, now I'm not so sure about

Memphis, where the hell is Memphis?

I'm on a lonesome train, on a lonesome track
I guess I'll jump right off, head for home, double back
And though I'm better now I know that no one knows the facts
I guess I'll start again, forget I ever heard about

Memphis, where the hell is
Where the hell is
Where the hell is
Where the hell is Memphis?

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This Is Hell - Lyrics - Elvis Costello

Title: This Is Hell
Artist: Elvis Costello
Composer(s): Declan Mcmanus

Lyric:
This is hell, this is hell, I am sorry to tell you
It never gets better or worse
But you get used to it after a spell
For heaven is hell in reverse

The bruiser spun a hula hoop as all the
Barmen preen and pout the neon 'I' of nightclub
Flickers on and off and finally blew out
The irritating jingle of the belly-dancing phony Turkish girls
The eerie glare of ultra violet perfect dental work

This is hell, this is hell, I am sorry to tell you
It never gets better or worse
But you get used to it after a spell
For heaven is hell in reverse

The failed Don Juan in the big bow-tie
Is very sorry that he spoke for he's mislaid his punch line
More than halfway through a very tasteless joke
The Fraulein caught him peeking down her gown
He's yelling in her ear and all at once the music stopped
As he was intimately bellowing, ?My dear"

This is hell, this is hell, I am sorry to tell you
It never gets better or worse
But you get used to it after a spell
For heaven is hell in reverse

The shirt you wore with courage and the violent nylon
Suit reappear upon your back and undermine the polished
Line you try to shoot, it's not the torment of the flames
That finally see your flesh corrupted
It's the small humiliations that your memory piles up

This is hell, this is hell, this is hell

'My Favorite Things' are playing again and again
But it's by Julie Andrews and not by John Coltrane
Endless balmy breezes and perfect sunsets framed
Vintage wine for breakfast and naked starlets floating in Champagne
All the passions of your youth are tranquillized and tamed
You may think it looks familiar though you may know it by another name

This is hell, this is hell, I am sorry to tell you
It never gets better or worse
But you get used to it after a spell
For heaven is hell in reverse

This is hell, this is hell

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For My Dogs - Lyrics - It's Dark And Hell Is Hot - Dmx

Title: For My Dogs
Album: It's Dark And Hell Is Hot
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): Kendall Carter, Earl Simmons, Mel Jason Smalls, Dennis Joyner, Kimani Davis, Damon Blackman

Lyric:
My niggaz

This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs
My niggaz

My dogs, the beginnin' of this bloodline of mine
That spark this in a niggaz heart and 'cause him to shine
Before the rhyme lessons that I keep in my mind
I owe you and I give my right hand to show you
Whether it's fist or guns, whatever it go to
Its me they go through if ever they want to
I'd light the flame, dead game and tryin' to scratch
K A S I know where my dogs is at

And I'm gonna be the one behind just to keep you on your toes
I be your extra eyes that hold you down around your foes
I be your extra gun, you need me let me know
For my dogs I be the first to cock it back and let it go
They do it for the doe, me I do it for the love
You my nigga to the death so I treat you like my blood
If push comes to shove and they try to send you back to the streets
I give my last to put you back on your feet, feel me

This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs
My niggaz

This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs
My niggaz

You my dog, nigga I die for
Shit bust a five for, see the judge and lie for
You the type of nigga, I throw weight up on the block for
Just go ahead and lock jaws and get your half I got yours
Scent of the dog, I smell it all night
I told niggaz to shut up and write X barks with a hell of a bite
For the love they always will be till they kill me
I put my thugs on it and a slug with my blood on it

And to my motherfuckin' dogs big ups to your first share
Niggaz know the deal just waitin' for them plaques to get shipped
Do your thing nigga, you know we got your back
'Cause real dogs always return with food for the pack
Why these wack niggaz swingin' when they gonna miss
Take it from me he was nice before all this
Yo X rain on them 'cause after that comes the flood
Ruff Ryders feed all they dogs wit raw blood

This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs
My niggaz

This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs
My niggaz

My people show love and haven't left me stranded yet
Though I have a death wish, it ain't been granted yet
So until then I'm gonna be that nigga all up in your chest
Until the Lord decides to lay my ass down to rest
Bless my body at the funeral and hope I don't burn
It was a hard headed nigga and nope I don't learn
Saw the truth but chose to ignore it wasn't goin' for it
My nigga had to give it to me then I saw it

This is clear as day, I know here's the day
I'm gonna be on my way nothin' more to say
But take me Lord, make me Lord what you will
Really wanted to chill but learned how to kill
It's been downhill from then on 'cause I been on
Some shit hit on every move to get ten on
The next sac but you know that's how the X act
That's why these street niggaz is waitin' for the next track

This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs
My niggaz

This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs
My niggaz

This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs
My niggaz

This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs

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Give 'Em Hell - Lyrics - Ear Drum - Talib Kweli

Title: Give 'Em Hell
Album: Ear Drum
Artist: Talib Kweli
Composer(s): Kevin Gilliam, Coi Mattison, Chester Jennings, Talib Kweli Greene, Al Green, Terrace Martin

Lyric:
We know that what we reap we sow
But we forget how low we can go
You think it's bad here on Earth
But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell

It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell

It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell

Every Sunday dressin' up, catchin' gossip at its worst
Couldn't see the difference in the Baptist and the Catholic Church
Caught up in the rapture of the First Chapter and Second Verse
If we all God's children then what's the word of the reverend worth

Taught early that faith is blind like justice when you facin' time
If we all made in God's image then that means his face is mine
Wait or it's that blasphemy, it's logical it has to be
If I don't look like my father then the way I live is bastardly

Naturally that's confusion to a young'n tryin' to follow Christ
Taught that if you don't know Jesus then you lead a hollow life
Never question the fact that Jesus was Jewish not a Christian
Or that Christianity was law accordin' to politicians

Who was King James, and why did he think it was so vital
To remove chapters and make his own version of the Bible?
They say Hell is underground and Heaven is in the sky
And they say that's where you go when you die
But how they know?

We know that what we reap we sow
But we forget how low we can go
You think it's bad here on Earth
But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell

It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell

It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us

I've been to many churches, I've quoted many verses
I've dealt with my base self, I controlled my many urges
I used to study my lessons, it was a blessin' not a curse
I learned that heaven and hell exist right here on Earth, word

Studied with Rastafarians and learned from the dreads
That Hell is called Babylon
And that's where them crazy boarheads dwell
They got us thinkin' that Muslims like to make bombs
But real Muslims believe in paradise and the resist the Shaitan

So it all sound the same to me, that's why when they say
One is right and the other is wrong, it just sound like game to me
It's like God skipped past the church and came to me
No, that ain't vain to me
It's just a particular way that I came to see

The difference between those who claim to be
Religious and those that say they spiritual and recognize
That life is full of miracles, you could see my glow in a rhyme
The poem divine 'cause it coincide with a grow in the time
That those who lookin' for God knowin' to go inside

We know that what we reap we sow
But we forget how low we can go
You think it's bad here on Earth
But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell

It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell

Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup

Livin' in mass confusion, lookin' for absolution
The gas induces psychopath, produce the last solution
Based on his interpretation of what the words were sayin'
Tryin' to get to God but ended up doin' the work of Satan

Religion create division, make the Muslim hate the Christian
Make the Christian hate the Jew
Make the rules of faith that you condition to
And gotta to follow and God forbid you go to Hell
But if you ever walked through any ghetto
Then you know it well

[Incomprehensible] after me
Preacher says, he's blasphemy
I say there's gotta be a better explanation

[Incomprehensible] you
I pray that God hears you
Take one look at your rear view
And if you see what I see
[Incomprehensible]

We know that what we reap we sow
But we forget how low we can go
You think it's bad here on Earth
But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell

It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell

It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell

We know that what we reap we sow
But we forget how low we can go
You think it's bad here on Earth
But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell

Hell, hell, hell, hell
Hell, hell, hell
We know that what we reap we sow

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Hell Is The War - Lyrics - Annihilator

Title: Hell Is The War
Artist: Annihilator
Composer(s): Jeff Waters

Lyric:
Hiding in the darkness, sheltered from the rain
My mom and dad are gone now, I'm alone again
Is anybody out there? Does anybody care?
I don't wanna live here anymore, I don't wanna live

See the people suffering, watch the children die
Doesn't it make you wonder why?
Money and power, the television's red
One by one, they collect the dead

Hell is a war, hell, what is it for?

They'll slay the innocent and every mothers son
To get the ethnic cleansing done
Hey Mr. Politician, what are you gonna do?
This nightmare's up to you

Hell is a war, hell, what is it for?
Hell is a war, hell, what is it for?

Go

Stopping for nothing, I fire at will
In the name of my religion, I shoot to kill
To kill, to kill, to kill, to kill, to kill, to kill, to kill

See the people suffering, watch the children die
Doesn't it make you wonder why?
Money and power, the television's red
One by one, they collect the dead

Hiding in the darkness, sheltered from the rain
My mom and dad are gone now, I'm alone again
Is anybody out there? Does anybody care?
But I don't wanna live here anymore, I don't wanna live

Hell is a war, what is it for?

Hell is a war

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Hell Is A War - Lyrics - Annihilator

Title: Hell Is A War
Artist: Annihilator
Composer(s): Jeff Waters

Lyric:
Hiding in the darkness, sheltered from the rain
My mom and dad are gone now, I'm alone again
Is anybody out there? Does anybody care?
I don't wanna live here anymore, I don't wanna live

See the people suffering, watch the children die
Doesn't it make you wonder why?
Money and power, the television's red
One by one, they collect the dead

Hell is a war, hell, what is it for?

They'll slay the innocent and every mothers son
To get the ethnic cleansing done
Hey Mr. Politician, what are you gonna do?
This nightmare's up to you

Hell is a war, hell, what is it for?
Hell is a war, hell, what is it for?

Go

Stopping for nothing, I fire at will
In the name of my religion, I shoot to kill
To kill, to kill, to kill, to kill, to kill, to kill, to kill

See the people suffering, watch the children die
Doesn't it make you wonder why?
Money and power, the television's red
One by one, they collect the dead

Hiding in the darkness, sheltered from the rain
My mom and dad are gone now, I'm alone again
Is anybody out there? Does anybody care?
But I don't wanna live here anymore, I don't wanna live

Hell is a war, what is it for?

Hell is a war

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Hell Yeah - Lyrics - Hustlenomics - Yung Joc

Title: Hell Yeah
Album: Hustlenomics
Artist: Yung Joc
Composer(s): Jasiel Robinson

Lyric:
Shorty, what the mood is? Stacks on deck
(Hell yeah)
Is that your life savings layin? 'round your neck
(Hell yeah)

You place ?em shoes on that old school Lac
(Hell yeah)
Is you my nigga 'til they take your last breath?
(Hell yeah)

Any kind I?m with your way, with your way, I?m with you
(Hell yeah)
Any kind I?m with your way, with your way, I?m with you
(Hell yeah)

Any kind I?m with your way, with your way, I?m with you
(Hell yeah)
Any kind I?m with your way, with your way, I?m with you

Everybody know me, better believe I'm O.G.
Back, back, gimme four feet for the iron, leave you with a slow leak
Slow creep through your neighborhood
Black SS with the Gator and the wood
350 big block under my hood, crack my window, smell that good

Wipe it down, I wish you would, bite my style, you wish you could
On my town I rep my hood 'til they lay me down, it's understood
Oh yeah, I ride for my homies, I die for my homies
I lost a couple loved, yeah, I cry for my homies

Big guap on deck, crack rocks on my neck
Patron shots up next, make it rain, leave 'em wet
What I got you can get it, pimp, tell what's the bid'ness pimp?
Fresh cake, then make them flip, then be shoppin? on the imp

If you think I'm lyin? then my name ain't Joc
The hustle gotta hollerate ?cause I ain't gon' stop
Yeah, I play my cards well but this ain't poker, I ain't bluffin?
And if you thug it like I thug it then I got one question

Shorty, what the mood is? Stacks on deck
(Hell yeah)
Is that your life savings layin? 'round your neck
(Hell yeah)

You place ?em shoes on that old school ?Lac
(Hell yeah)
Is you my nigga 'til they take your last breath?
(Hell yeah)

Any kind I?m with your way, with your way, I?m with you
(Hell yeah)
Any kind I?m with your way, with your way, I?m with you
(Hell yeah)

Any kind I?m with your way, with your way, I?m with you
(Hell yeah)
Any kind I?m with your way, with your way, I?m with you

Oh yeah, my swagger kill 'em, call me Bellugi Williams
Don't let the smooth taste fool you, J so sick need penicillin
I love the streets, boy, I fuck with d boy
Whole lot of money off in these streets so pull up a seat let's eat, boy

Haters gon' have plenty to say long as pennies off in my safe
So don't make me retaliate, AK spray every kinda which-a-way
I do shit you never seen before, all my clothes next season, hoe
All my whips the cleanest, yo, if you ain't gon' ball what you breathin? for?

From hood to hood my name good, Cartier lens, frame wood
Your bitch a 10, the brains good
(I love this song)
I knew you would
Real recognize real, dawg, that's just how I feel
I got nothin? but love to give on everything, that's how I live

Shorty, what the mood is? Stacks on deck
(Hell yeah)
Is that your life savings layin? 'round your neck
(Hell yeah)

You place ?em shoes on that old school ?Lac
(Hell yeah)
Is you my nigga 'til they take your last breath?
(Hell yeah)

Any kind I?m with your way, with your way, I?m with you
(Hell yeah)
Any kind I?m with your way, with your way, I?m with you
(Hell yeah)

Any kind I?m with your way, with your way, I?m with you
(Hell yeah)
Any kind I?m with your way, with your way, I?m with you

Ayo, Joc, lemme get some of this, man
C'mon check this out

Okay I live it, I done it, oh yeah, that's Hustlenomics
The ice, the clothes leave hoes astonished
I know you see it, think twice to believe it
Dope boy, magic got my pinky gleaming

Give you the shoes off my feet, shirt off my back
The blueprint to these streets, show you how to make that paper stack

C'mon
(Hell yeah)
I'm there for real
(Hell yeah)

I'm super chill
(Hell yeah)
If you need a tip I'm right here
(Let?s go)

Shorty, what the mood is? Stacks on deck
(Hell yeah)
Is that your life savings layin? 'round your neck
(Hell yeah)

You place ?em shoes on that old school ?Lac
(Hell yeah)
Is you my nigga 'til they take your last breath?
(Hell yeah)

Any kind I?m with your way, with your way, I?m with you
(Hell yeah)
Any kind I?m with your way, with your way, I?m with you
(Hell yeah)

Any kind I?m with your way, with your way, I?m with you
(Hell yeah)
Any kind I?m with your way, with your way, I?m with you

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Ma &Amp; Pa - Lyrics - Fishbone

Title: Ma &Amp; Pa
Artist: Fishbone
Composer(s): Angelo Moore, Kendall Jones

Lyric:
There once was a Ma that wanted her
There once was a Pa that wanted her

I know she's confused, she's my blood sister
She told me the blues as she start to shiver
Only a child in the middle of a war
She's a problem child now because of a divorce

Hey Ma and Pa
What the hell is wrong with y'all?
Hey Ma and Pa
What the hell is wrong with y'all?

Well there's a lot of money
For all the attorneys

It's just not a fight for child custody
'Cause Ma and Pa's revenge is making little sister bleed
Fussin' and fightin' through a family life
Make her wanna take drugs and be out of line

Hey Ma and Pa
What the hell is wrong with y'all?
Hey Ma and Pa
What the hell is wrong with y'all?
Hey Ma and Pa
What the hell is wrong with y'all?
Hey Ma and Pa

Fighting for love on an angel's feather
Why don't y'all get your together, oh yeah

Well it's three the hard way
Doin' it the wrong way
Ma hates Pa, Pa hates Ma
Little sister say, "What the hey, hey"

Well there's an evil streak there
With a righteous leak I fear

That's why a child goes astray
To live a life another day
Mom and Pop in a family fury
Brother said, "Little sister, don't you worry"

Hey Ma and Pa
What the hell is wrong with y'all?
Hey Ma and Pa
What the hell is wrong with y'all?
Hey Ma and Pa
Why'd the family rise and fall?
Hey Ma and Pa

Well it's three the hard way
Doin' it the wrong way
Ma hates Pa, Pa hates Ma
Little sister say, "What the hey

Hey Ma and Pa
What the hell is wrong with y'all?
Hey Ma and Pa
What the hell is wrong with y'all?
Hey Ma and Pa
What the hell's wrong with y'all?
Hey Ma and Pa

Fighting for love on an angel's feather
Why don't y'all get your together?

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What'S So Different - Lyrics - 100% Ginuwine - Ginuwine

Title: What'S So Different
Album: 100% Ginuwine
Artist: Ginuwine
Composer(s): Tommy Boyce, Elgin B. Lumpkin, Timothy Z Mosley, Robert Luke Harshman

Lyric:
What's so different, baby, what's so different, yeah?
If you cheated on him
How do I know you ain't gon' cheat on me?
I need to tell you something, check this out

You say you love me but at one time
You loved him so what's so different?
Tell me if you were in my shoes, what would
You do or think of me, would you trust me?

But you feedin' me, all this rap about, how it's different
But it's not mentioned what you're doin' is wicked
Now I'm having, second thoughts about
You and me 'cuz this is not how I want it or it should be

You say you want my trust and told me you were leavin'
How am I to know that you won't do it to me?
You're tellin' me, "It's different", but what the hell is different?
If you cheated on him, you'll do it to me

You're creepin' on him for me, but you say, "Just trust me"
How am I to know that you won't do it to me?
You're tellin' me, "It's different", but what the hell is different?
If you cheated on him, you'll do it to me

Like the saying goes, 'You reap what you sow'
And what goes around comes back around to you five times harder
And I'm pretty sure that he's thinkin' that you're totally his
But you're here in my room, don't cha'll talk with me

All hugged up and all over me, kissin' all of me
Is that to get me where you want me to be?
Don't want this to happen to me, so I'll drop you off
Go back to your man, 'cuz, really, this ain't me

You say you want my trust and told me you were leavin'
How am I to know that you won't do it to me?
You're tellin' me, "It's different", but what the hell is different?
If you cheated on him, you'll do it to me

You're creepin' on him for me, but you say, "Just trust me"
How am I to know that you won't do it to me?
You're tellin' me, "It's different", but what the hell is different?
If you cheated on him, you'll do it to me

(Baby, uh, uh, uh)
Say what, can you feel me?
Can you feel me, can you feel me?
Can you feel me, can you feel me?
Can you feel me, can you feel me?

Uh, you see?
(Don't tell him, baby)
You don' went too far now, baby
(You won't do this shit to me)
Yo, G, bring the bridge in

Baby, tell me one thing, how could you do it?
What did he do to you, does he know he blew it?
Or is it just that you wanna get even?
Baby, if that's not it, please tell me the reason

I just don't wanna get caught up in drama
If you don't want him, just tell him, don't cheat on him
If you don't tell him, me and you can't be
'Cuz tell me how I'll know, you won't do that shit to me?
You would do it to me

You say you want my trust and told me you were leavin'
How am I to know that you won't do it to me?
You're tellin' me, "It's different", but what the hell is different?
If you cheated on him, you'll do it to me

You're creepin' on him for me, but you say, "Just trust me"
How am I to know that you won't do it to me?
You're tellin' me, "It's different", but what the hell is different?
If you cheated on him, you'll do it to me

You say you want my trust and told me you were leavin'
How am I to know that you won't do it to me?
You're tellin' me, "It's different", but what the hell is different?
If you cheated on him, you'll do it to me

You're creepin' on him for me, but you say, "Just trust me"
How am I to know that you won't do it to me?
You're tellin' me, "It's different", but what the hell is different?
If you cheated on him, you'll do it to me

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Runaway Love (Explicit) - Lyrics - Runaway Love - Ludacris

Title: Runaway Love (Explicit)
Album: Runaway Love
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Jamal Jones, Christopher Bridges, R Walters, Keri Lyn Hilson, Douglas Davis

Lyric:
Yeah and it go a little somethin' like this
Yeah and it go a little somethin' like this

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Now little Lisa's only nine years old
She's tryin' to figure out why the world is so cold
Why she's all alone and they never met her family
Momma's always gone and she never met her daddy

Part of her is missin' and nobody'll listen
Momma's on drugs, gettin' *** up in the kitchen
Bringin' home men at different hours of the night
Startin' with some laughs, usually endin' in a fight

Sneakin' in her room when her momma's knocked out
Tryin' to have his way and little Lisa says ouch
She tries to resist but then all he does is beat her
Tries to tell her mom but her momma don't believe her

Lisa's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get some clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Little Nicole is only ten years old
She's steady tryin' to figure why the world is so cold
Why she's not pretty and nobody seems to like her
Alcoholic step-dad always wanna strike her

Yells and abuses, leaves her with some bruises
Teachers ask questions, she's makin' up excuses
Bleedin' on the inside, cryin' on the out
It's only one girl really knows what she's about

Her name is little Stacy and they become friends
Promise that they'll always be tight 'til the end
Until one day, lil' Stacy gets shot
A drive-by bullet went stray up on her block

Now Nicole's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Little Erica is eleven years old
She's steady tryin' to figure why the world is so cold
So she pops *** to get rid of all the pain
Plus she's havin' sex with her boy who's sixteen

Emotions run deep as she thinks she's in love
So there's no protection, he's usin' no glove
Never thinkin' 'bout the consequences of her actions
Livin' for today and not tomorrow's satisfaction

The days go by and her belly gets big
The father bails out, he ain't ready for a kid
Knowin' her momma would blow it all out of proportion
Plus she lives poor, so no money for abortion

Erica is stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Runaway, runaway love
Don't keep runnin' away
I'll run away with you
If you want me to

Yeah, I can only imagine what you goin' through, ladies
Sometimes I feel like runnin' away myself
So do me a favor right now and close your eyes
And picture us runnin' away together
When we come back, everything is gonna be okay
Open your eyes

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Now little Lisa's only nine years old
She's tryin' to figure out why the world is so cold
Why she's all alone and they never met her family
Momma's always gone and she never met her daddy

Part of her is missin' and nobody'll listen
Momma's on drugs, gettin' *** up in the kitchen
Bringin' home men at different hours of the night
Startin' with some laughs, usually endin' in a fight

Sneakin' in her room when her momma's knocked out
Tryin' to have his way and little Lisa says ouch
She tries to resist but then all he does is beat her
Tries to tell her mom but her momma don't believe her

Lisa's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get some clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Little Nicole is only ten years old
She's steady tryin' to figure why the world is so cold
Why she's not pretty and nobody seems to like her
Alcoholic Step-dad always wanna strike her

Yells and abuses, leaves her with some bruises
Teachers ask questions, she's makin' up excuses
Bleedin' on the inside, cryin' on the out
It's only one girl really knows what she's about

Her name is little Stacy and they become friends
Promise that they'll always be tight 'til the end
Until one day, lil' Stacy gets shot
A drive-by bullet went stray up on her block

Now Nicole's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Little Erica is eleven years old
She's steady tryin' to figure why the world is so cold
So she pops *** to get rid of all the pain
Plus she's havin' sex with her boy who's sixteen

Emotions run deep as she thinks she's in love
So there's no protection, he's usin' no glove
Never thinkin' 'bout the consequences of her actions
Livin' for today and not tomorrow's satisfaction

The days go by and her belly gets big
The father bails out, he ain't ready for a kid
Knowin' her momma would blow it all out of proportion
Plus she lives poor, so no money for abortion

Erica is stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Runaway, runaway love
Don't keep runnin' away
I'll run away with you
If you want me to

Yeah, I can only imagine what you goin' through, ladies
Sometimes I feel like runnin' away myself
So do me a favor right now and close your eyes
And picture us runnin' away together
When we come back, everythin' is gonna be okay
Open your eyes

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Runaway Love - Lyrics - Release Therapy - Ludacris

Title: Runaway Love
Album: Release Therapy
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Jamal Jones, Christopher Bridges, R Walters, Keri Lyn Hilson, Douglas Davis

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Lyric:
Yeah and it go a little somethin' like this
Yeah and it go a little somethin' like this

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Now little Lisa's only nine years old
She's tryin' to figure out why the world is so cold
Why she's all alone and they never met her family
Momma's always gone and she never met her daddy

Part of her is missin' and nobody'll listen
Momma's on drugs, gettin' *** up in the kitchen
Bringin' home men at different hours of the night
Startin' with some laughs, usually endin' in a fight

Sneakin' in her room when her momma's knocked out
Tryin' to have his way and little Lisa says ouch
She tries to resist but then all he does is beat her
Tries to tell her mom but her momma don't believe her

Lisa's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get some clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Little Nicole is only ten years old
She's steady tryin' to figure why the world is so cold
Why she's not pretty and nobody seems to like her
Alcoholic step-dad always wanna strike her

Yells and abuses, leaves her with some bruises
Teachers ask questions, she's makin' up excuses
Bleedin' on the inside, cryin' on the out
It's only one girl really knows what she's about

Her name is little Stacy and they become friends
Promise that they'll always be tight 'til the end
Until one day, lil' Stacy gets shot
A drive-by bullet went stray up on her block

Now Nicole's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Little Erica is eleven years old
She's steady tryin' to figure why the world is so cold
So she pops *** to get rid of all the pain
Plus she's havin' sex with her boy who's sixteen

Emotions run deep as she thinks she's in love
So there's no protection, he's usin' no glove
Never thinkin' 'bout the consequences of her actions
Livin' for today and not tomorrow's satisfaction

The days go by and her belly gets big
The father bails out, he ain't ready for a kid
Knowin' her momma would blow it all out of proportion
Plus she lives poor, so no money for abortion

Erica is stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Runaway, runaway love
Don't keep runnin' away
I'll run away with you
If you want me to

Yeah, I can only imagine what you goin' through, ladies
Sometimes I feel like runnin' away myself
So do me a favor right now and close your eyes
And picture us runnin' away together
When we come back, everything is gonna be okay
Open your eyes

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Now little Lisa's only nine years old
She's tryin' to figure out why the world is so cold
Why she's all alone and they never met her family
Momma's always gone and she never met her daddy

Part of her is missin' and nobody'll listen
Momma's on drugs, gettin' *** up in the kitchen
Bringin' home men at different hours of the night
Startin' with some laughs, usually endin' in a fight

Sneakin' in her room when her momma's knocked out
Tryin' to have his way and little Lisa says ouch
She tries to resist but then all he does is beat her
Tries to tell her mom but her momma don't believe her

Lisa's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get some clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Little Nicole is only ten years old
She's steady tryin' to figure why the world is so cold
Why she's not pretty and nobody seems to like her
Alcoholic Step-dad always wanna strike her

Yells and abuses, leaves her with some bruises
Teachers ask questions, she's makin' up excuses
Bleedin' on the inside, cryin' on the out
It's only one girl really knows what she's about

Her name is little Stacy and they become friends
Promise that they'll always be tight 'til the end
Until one day, lil' Stacy gets shot
A drive-by bullet went stray up on her block

Now Nicole's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Little Erica is eleven years old
She's steady tryin' to figure why the world is so cold
So she pops *** to get rid of all the pain
Plus she's havin' sex with her boy who's sixteen

Emotions run deep as she thinks she's in love
So there's no protection, he's usin' no glove
Never thinkin' 'bout the consequences of her actions
Livin' for today and not tomorrow's satisfaction

The days go by and her belly gets big
The father bails out, he ain't ready for a kid
Knowin' her momma would blow it all out of proportion
Plus she lives poor, so no money for abortion

Erica is stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Runaway, runaway love
Don't keep runnin' away
I'll run away with you
If you want me to

Yeah, I can only imagine what you goin' through, ladies
Sometimes I feel like runnin' away myself
So do me a favor right now and close your eyes
And picture us runnin' away together
When we come back, everythin' is gonna be okay
Open your eyes

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Roun' The Globe - Lyrics - Wooden Leather - Nappy Roots

Title: Roun' The Globe
Album: Wooden Leather
Artist: Nappy Roots
Composer(s): William Hughes, Ronald Wilson, Vito Tisdale, Kenneth Anthony, Michael Flowers, Brian Scott, Melvin Adams

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Lyric:
Is the south side in this muthafucka?
(Hell yeah!)
Is the north side in this muthafucka?
(Hell yeah!)
Is the east side in this muthafucka?
(Hell yeah!)
Is the west side in this muthafucka?
(Hell yeah!)

This for my thugs baby and for the club baby
We keep it crunk, smokin' weed and gettin' drunk
(Around the globe)
Atlanta, Alabama
(Country as hell!)
Kentucky, Carolina
(Country as hell!)
Miami, Tennessee
(Country as hell!)
Mississippi, New Jersey
(Country as hell!)

Yo, aw man, the grass done got greener on the other side of the fence
So I hopped my ass over to see if I was convinced
Fast-paced city life, but country livin's the sense
Man, I copped me a Caddy said, "To Hell wit' a Benz"
Benz, Benz, twenty-inch rims
I can't leave the verti-cal grill at the back of the ranch
Got a phat farm with cows and a whole lotta land
20 acres to my name son we ain't been there

Meanwhile up in the D where they holla it up though
Thugs blow weed in the park where the club close
In Milwaukee the beast is petro, off in DC the streets is ghetto
Let's roll to Cali where they chief the best 'dro
And drive cars so big you can't reach the pedals
Never had a glass of purple juice for breakfast
Until I took my ass to Houston, Teaxs

This for my thugs baby and for the club baby
We keep it crunk, smokin' weed and gettin' drunk
(Around the globe)
New Orleans and D.C.
(Country as hell!)
Texas, Indiana
(Country as hell!)
Detroit, Chicago
(Country as hell!)
Cali, Ohio
(Country as hell!)

Copped a pair, they was sportin' jonesin'
New Orleans, went for the Cajun, winded up stayin'
Kentucky it was meth and Miami they was lacin' it
Rapped my ass of at N.Y.C. at the Bassment
Hit VA where they do nothin' but cook
Carolina, Indiana, Alabama, Savannah
Boston, Denver and all points between
Tennessee, Florida ain't nuthin' but blood for ya

Yo, yo, yo, now shake it, go'on sit back and let your hair blow
Spanish chicas waving hasta leugo, worldwide drop, weather's bueno
They say opposites attract, I'm a moreno
[Incomprehensible]
(So clear)
[Incomprehensible]
(My dear)
Shy girl all she wanted to do was fuck and cum
Top of the hill take a breath from her lungs
Country boys been over seas
Toppin' it off, London, Germany
(Nappy Roots, Ying Yang we keep it crunk baby)

This for my thugs baby and for the club baby
We keep it crunk, smokin' weed and gettin' drunk
(Around the globe)
New York, Milwaukee
(Country as hell!)
Florida, St. Louis
(Country as hell!)
Finland, Minnesota
(Country as hell!)
Vegas, Seattle
(Country as hell!)

Now shake it go'on sit back and let your hair blow
Ladies make your hands clap up bueno
Now shake it go'on sit back and let your hair blow
Holla at ya boy, hasta leugo

Aight, first say a prayer for those in combat
Might can throw some'in' on a grill when you come back
Might can take a trip to the 'Ville
And in fact we can all get loose on the porch
And of course, hit Church Hill Downs, thow some in on a horse
Or we can hit dem St. Clair waters
You ain't seen country 'til you been through Georgia
Gotdern, they still got girls in perms
(Damn)
Big cars, big wheels is the biggest concern

In my old Kentucky home
I was born and raised on catfish and corn
Collard greens and fatbacks it's country 'an a mug
Don't care where you stay you got country in your blood
If you love and that's that
Circle the globe, met the poor and the paid
Now I know for a fact that
(We keep it crunk baby)

This for my thugs baby and for the club baby
We keep it crunk, smokin' weed and gettin' drunk
(Around the globe)
Country as hell!
(Around the globe)
Country as hell!
(Around the globe)
Country as hell!
(Around the globe)
Country as hell!

Is the south side in this muthafucka?
(Hell yeah!)
Is the north side in this muthafucka?
(Hell yeah!)
Is the east side in this muthafucka?
(Hell yeah!)
Is the west side in this muthafucka?
(Hell yeah!)

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