Honor Bound - Lyrics - Earl Thomas Conley

Title: Honor Bound
Artist: Earl Thomas Conley
Composer(s): Charlie Black, Austin Roberts, Tommy Rocco

Lyric:
Nothing's been said, nothing's been done
It's hard to see a difference between the rising and the setting sun
But I can feel a change, it's there in her touch
It's subtle but it's deep and it hurts us both so much
Me, because I'm losing her and her because she feels

She's honor bound, bound by promise that she made so long ago
But I love her so much that I can't let her know I know
Oh, I know her pure heart made that promise
Honestly, oh, but how long can her honor keep her bound to me

She's trying so hard, but it's taking it's toll
Trying to keep her heart warm with a love slowly growing cold
But who knows what is right when everything's wrong
No matter what I do now it won't matter when she's gone
But how long can I keep holding her when she's only holding me

'Cause she's honor bound, bound by promise that she made so long ago
But I love her so much that I can't let her know I know
Oh, I know her pure heart made that promise
Honestly, oh but how long can her honor keep her bound to me

Nothing's been said, nothing's been done
It's hard to see a difference between the rising and the setting sun

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Higher Ground - Lyrics - Barbra Streisand

Title: Higher Ground
Artist: Barbra Streisand
Composer(s): Kent C. Agee, George M. Green, Steve Dorff

Lyric:
Walk me over this horizon
Let the sun's light warm my face
Once again the times are changing
Once again I lost my way

Well the words of ancient poets
Fall like dust upon my shoes
Grief has robbed me of my vision
Turned my heart from higher truths

So take my hand and lift me higher
Be my love and my desire
Hold me safe and honor bound
Take my heart to higher ground

I have walked too long in darkness
I have walked too long alone
Blindly clutching fists of diamonds
That I found were only stones

I would trade the wealth of ages
For a warmer hand to hold
The path of light is narrow
But it leads to streets of gold

So take my hand and lift me higher
Be my love and my desire
Hold me safe and honor bound
Take my heart to higher ground

In this world we move through shadows
Never sure of what we see
While the truth that lies between us
Come and share the truth with me

So take my hand and lift me higher
Be my love and my desire
Hold me safe and honor bound
Take my heart to higher, higher ground

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Hellrider - Lyrics - A Touch of Evil - Judas Priest

Title: Hellrider
Album: A Touch of Evil
Artist: Judas Priest
Composer(s): Robert Halford, Glenn Raymond Tipton, Kenneth Downing

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Lyric:
Here they come
These Gods of steel
Megatron
Devouring what's concealed

Speed of death
Cross fired they stare
Final breath
From vaporizing glares

Raised to man oppressed
Sign of persecution

Hellrider
Roars on through the night
Hellrider
Raised for the fight

All incensed
To overthrow
Strong defense
With armaments they grow

By this quest
Their fate's renowned
Put to rest
Abominations grow

Time to ram it down
Judgment for the tyrant

Hellrider
Roars on through the night
Hellrider
Raised for the fight

Fight undying and eternal
Wheels bring death and pain infernal
Honor bound your strength repleted
To no end they're undefeated

Hellrider, hellrider
You fought their battle for them
Hellrider, hellrider
You brought them through their despair

Hellrider, hellrider
Your tempered steel relinquished
Hellrider, hellrider
You slaught them all extinguished

Wrath of doom
In killing fields
They consume
Their valiants never yield

Triumph to the Gods
Vanquished of enslavers

Hellrider
Breaking their will
Hellrider
In for the kill

Hellrider, hellrider
You fought their battle for them
Hellrider, hellrider
You brought them through it all

Hellrider

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Masses For The New Messiah - Lyrics - Dimmu Borgir

Title: Masses For The New Messiah
Artist: Dimmu Borgir
Composer(s): Stian Tomt Thoresen

Lyric:
In massing darkness we stand united
Raging above inferior sheeps
A convoy of souls swept into the night
Hearts strengthened with black fire passion

In us is fulfilled the prophecy of Satan
Evolution of the inner shrine
In us is maintained the revelation of Satan
Innocence brought to an end

In honor of thy unearthly creation
We bring forth thy divine form
Vanity throughout, any conceptions
Blazed and bound for the days are coming

Infernal madness, unholy ascendance
Christian death abound in mourning perversion
Cherished sacred icons torn to pieces
They'll chase the serpent in everlasting nightmare
In everlasting nightmare

In honor of thy unearthly creation
We bring forth thy divine form
Vanity throughout, any conceptions
Blazed and bound for the days are coming

Disharmonic illusions of strings bending loose
Wrapped, penetrating skin
Listen to the music of their agony
Eyes made of glass, mirrors within

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Ante Up (Robbing-Hoodz Theory) - Lyrics - M.O.P.

Title: Ante Up (Robbing-Hoodz Theory)
Artist: M.O.P.
Composer(s): Jamal Grinnage, Darryl Pittman, Eric Murry

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Lyric:
Take minks off, take things off
Take chains off, take rings off
Braclets is yapped, fame came off
Ante up, everything off

Fool what you want, we stiflin' fools
Fool what you want? Your life or your jewels?
The rules, back 'em down next thing clap 'em down
Respect mine we Brooklyn bound, bound now, now

Brownsville, home of the brave
Put in work in the street like a slave
Keep a rugged dress code, always in this stress mode
That shit will send you to your grave, so?

You think I don't know that? Blow
Nigga hold that, blow, nigga hold that, blow, nigga hold that
From the street cousin, you know the drill
I'm nine hundred and ninety nine thou short of a mil

Ante up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timin', you see the man shinin'
Get up off them god damn diamonds' huh

Ante up, oh, yap that fool oh
Ante up, oh, kidnap that fool
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Yap him, zap him, yap him, zap him

Them thugs you know, ain't friendly
Them jewels you rock, make 'em envy
You thinkin' it's all good, you creep through a small hood
Goons comin' up outta a cut for your goods and they all should

Ante up yap that fool
You want big money, kidnap that fool
If you up in the club, back out your pis tal money
Catch them fools at the bar for that cristal money

The '87 stick up kids what you niggas sayin'?
Get the fuck up out that 740 shorty I ain't playin'
It's flash that thang time bang, bang time
Ante up, nigga, it's game time

Hand over the ring, take over the chain
Gimme the fuckin' watch before I pop one in your brain
Stop playin' these childish games with me
Representin' 1 7 1 8, dangerously, nigga

Ante up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timin', you see the man shinin'
Get up, off them god damn diamonds' huh

Ante up, oh, yap that fool oh
Ante up, oh, kidnap that fool
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Yap him, zap him, yap him, zap him

I'ma, street regulator, true playa hater
Get back down, make your ass a mack spraya hater
Things that we need, money, clothes, weed indeed
Hats, food, booze, essentials, credentials

Code of the streets, owners who creep
Slow when you sleep, holdin' the heat
Put holes in your jeep, respect the streets
It's the L I L F A M, M E, E

Yeah nigga Danze, gave you a chance
'Cuz I blazed your man, I'm in the wrong
He said he was strong
I had reason to believe he had some shit up his sleeve all along

So? Fuck you, your honor check my persona
I'm strong enough for old gold and marijuana
I'ma do what I wanna, quiet as kept
Raise hell till I was tired of stress, yes Lord

Ante up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timin', you see the man shinin'
Get up off them god damn diamonds' huh

Ante up, oh yap that fool oh
Ante up, oh kidnap that fool
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Yap him zap him, yap him, zap him

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
The fuck, the fuck, the fuck
Nigga what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck
Ha, what first family, first family

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Ante Up (Remix) - Lyrics - M.O.P.

Title: Ante Up (Remix)
Artist: M.O.P.
Composer(s): Jamal Grinnage, Darryl Pittman, Eric Murry

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Lyric:
Take minks off, take things off
Take chains off, take rings off
Braclets is yapped, fame came off
Ante up, everything off

Fool what you want, we stiflin' fools
Fool what you want? Your life or your jewels?
The rules, back 'em down next thing clap 'em down
Respect mine we Brooklyn bound, bound now, now

Brownsville, home of the brave
Put in work in the street like a slave
Keep a rugged dress code, always in this stress mode
That shit will send you to your grave, so?

You think I don't know that? Blow
Nigga hold that, blow, nigga hold that, blow, nigga hold that
From the street cousin, you know the drill
I'm nine hundred and ninety nine thou short of a mil

Ante up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timin', you see the man shinin'
Get up off them god damn diamonds' huh

Ante up, oh, yap that fool oh
Ante up, oh, kidnap that fool
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Yap him, zap him, yap him, zap him

Them thugs you know, ain't friendly
Them jewels you rock, make 'em envy
You thinkin' it's all good, you creep through a small hood
Goons comin' up outta a cut for your goods and they all should

Ante up yap that fool
You want big money, kidnap that fool
If you up in the club, back out your pis tal money
Catch them fools at the bar for that cristal money

The '87 stick up kids what you niggas sayin'?
Get the fuck up out that 740 shorty I ain't playin'
It's flash that thang time bang, bang time
Ante up, nigga, it's game time

Hand over the ring, take over the chain
Gimme the fuckin' watch before I pop one in your brain
Stop playin' these childish games with me
Representin' 1 7 1 8, dangerously, nigga

Ante up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timin', you see the man shinin'
Get up, off them god damn diamonds' huh

Ante up, oh, yap that fool oh
Ante up, oh, kidnap that fool
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Yap him, zap him, yap him, zap him

I'ma, street regulator, true playa hater
Get back down, make your ass a mack spraya hater
Things that we need, money, clothes, weed indeed
Hats, food, booze, essentials, credentials

Code of the streets, owners who creep
Slow when you sleep, holdin' the heat
Put holes in your jeep, respect the streets
It's the L I L F A M, M E, E

Yeah nigga Danze, gave you a chance
'Cuz I blazed your man, I'm in the wrong
He said he was strong
I had reason to believe he had some shit up his sleeve all along

So? Fuck you, your honor check my persona
I'm strong enough for old gold and marijuana
I'ma do what I wanna, quiet as kept
Raise hell till I was tired of stress, yes Lord

Ante up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timin', you see the man shinin'
Get up off them god damn diamonds' huh

Ante up, oh yap that fool oh
Ante up, oh kidnap that fool
Get him, get him, get him, hit him, hit him, hit him
Yap him zap him, yap him, zap him

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
The fuck, the fuck, the fuck
Nigga what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck
Ha, what first family, first family

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Keep It On The Rise - Lyrics - Defari

Title: Keep It On The Rise
Artist: Defari
Composer(s): Duane A Jr Johnson, Michael Taylor Perretta

Lyric:
I got the funky feel like B-Real
I put all in your head up wit the pure raw skill
Franklins are my favorite bills
No hands, my favorite type of windmills

Only now and then do I drink champagne
Like I said in Big Up, I strictly fucks wit Covasea
You glamorous rappers are too sweet
Wit your recycled beats and your styles that put me to sleep

I'd rather listen to some Brant Green
Authentic, not like you, got real meaning
I'm like the low-ridas, I like the oldies
You know songs, like Agony and Ecstasy by Smokey

You's a phony, I heard your single
Corny, like a thirty-second jingle
Here comes the master of paragraphs on phonographs

Every letter, etched and sketched like an ancient tag
You know my hieroglyph, I got a higher gift
You's a passenger tryin but never be a pilot

Aiyyo enough's enough, word up, I don't front
I just keep it on the rise and give you what you want
Aiyyo enough's enough, word up, I don't front
I just keep it on the rise and give you what you want

(What you need)
Here, don't fear peep this
Step inside my mentals, bare witness to a lyricist
Skilled technician, rhythmous technique
Advanced speak, I put mics in condition

The streets always like hard beats
That shit that make you move your neck when you're in car seats
My star fleet, Likwit family
You sorry, like that game from Milton-Bradley

Bound by honor, rollin' mad bags of skama
I've never been the one for the Jerry Springer drama
Not an actor, just the greatest multiple factor
This rap game's like a computer, and I'm a hacker

Linebacker, wit hits that hit like LT
Watch the blitz, you'll get a Joe Theisman injury
What's all the glitter gear, meanwhile I wear and tear
For fanfare, while you rock eye liner and mascara

Aiyyo enough's enough, word up, I don't front
I just keep it on the rise, and give you what you want
Aiyyo enough's enough, word up, I don't front
I just keep it on the rise, and give you what you want

Aiyyo enough's enough, word up, I don't front
I just keep it on the rise, and give you what you want
Aiyyo enough's enough, word up, I don't front
I just keep it on the rise, and give you what you want

(See what you need)
When it comes to real lyrics I know you can't hang
Word to Tash, I'm from Killa Cali where niggas gang bang
Plus slang more than words, nouns and verbs
But pure crystal lah, lah meazy herbs

You couldn't enter the saloon where brothas despise bafoons
You're funny-style, this ain't no cartoon
This is Hard Earned dues, word to Guru and Premier
I'm more than ten years deep, but now it's my year

Aiyyo enough's enough, aiyyo Herut's been long overdue
But instead these labels and fans have been fuckin wit the likes of you
Yo don't mistake them, I'm not no hater

Just a truth-sayer, serve when Vega woofer shaker
A plees blower, live show flower
Wit lyrics that'll blaze a whole crowd like a flame thrower

Aiyyo enough's enough, word up, I don't front
I just keep it on the rise, and give you what you want
Aiyyo enough's enough, word up, I don't front
I just keep it on the rise, and give you what you want

Aiyyo enough's enough, word up, I don't front
I just keep it on the rise, and give you what you want
Aiyyo enough's enough, word up, I don't front
I just keep it on the rise, and give you what you want

Aiyyo enough's enough, word up, I don't front
I give you what you want, what you need
(I give you want you want, I don't front)
(What you need)

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What'S Clef - Lyrics - Wyclef Jean

Title: What'S Clef
Artist: Wyclef Jean
Composer(s): Graham Hamilton Lyle, Terry Britten, Wyclef Nel Jean, Salaam Remi Gibbs

Lyric:
{If you'd like to make a call
Dial your operator
If you need help, try, try again
Try, try again}

I got it started to my face
I got it started to my face, right?
What you thought
There wasn't gonna be no retaliation?

Ha, ha, ha
You gotta be kiddin'
You call my name four times on a record?
Hey, hey

{If you need help
Try, try again, try again}

Yo, "Return of Jack the Ripper," what? Nigga please
I'ma push you further back than your hairline recedes
New York City, don't get it confused
Your song will last as long as your part in "Krush Groove"

Body moves, the battles, bullets, the lesson
You write about being a veteran but not a legend
Back from the war with thirty-two medals of honor
You claimin' underground but never been to Bobbito the Barber

Gimme them medals back, since you forgot how to rap
Call DJ Bobcat and ask him where them old records at
Like Channel Five karate, my kick is gonna reach ya
A new episode where the student kills the teacher

Any last words before I send you to your dream?
Hold my hands and pray

[Unverified]

You don't got knowledge yourself
So you don't know what that mean, aight?
Who supped you up to do the record
In the first place?

It lacked taste, you get "The Gas Face"
Like 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lyor, or Lickin' Lichty
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls

Under the conference room table
When you hear this record, you bound to go AWOL
I worked too hard for this life is serious
This ain't bulls-eye, I ain't your target practice

So call Mr. Martin, I rarely kill often
But in this sound clash, I got a bodybuilder's coffin
Back from Miami where your record got no heat
That's why your Def Jam interns call it, "Battle of the Beats"
You're weak nigga

{If you need help, try, try again
Try again}

Yo, this my question
What's your question?

What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's Clef?
I'm not a Bob Marley impostor
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
Tell your ghost writers, "Go write something better"

{If you need help, try, try again
Try again}

Guess who? Uh, oh, uh, oh
Here we go, oh, uh, oh
Every two records you do scenario
You get the best MCs, how? To rhyme first

Of course you rap last, so you can show off your skirt
I guess, it didn't work on, "4, 3, 2, 1"
You got out done by Canibus the young gun
Your last weapon is to call out Wyclef Jean

Not knowing that you callin' fire for your cremation
Jammin' and cool, sumpthin' like you

Jamaicans say, "L.L. a fool"
Kids wet too who do the pool
Let bells ring like Sunday school
L.L. Cool J is hard as hell?

So hard at night he's Jezebel
I heard the teller, Himmemel
How you think he wrote the song?
Rock the bells

Yo, Clef
I know you got styles but get back to the issue kid
This is real

Yo, don't get me angry, like the Hulk, I'll turn green
Your marriage is a cover up 'cause you use Vaseline
Fun love of hip-hop, these lyrics got you steamed
Knowing damn well that bad men don't wear G-strings

Another side of Clef, the face you won't seein' oppressed
I even got the Devil worshipers sayin', "God bless"
You star struck and I'ma buck you like Carlito
And when they say, "Who did it?," you tell them Benny Blanco

Wyclef, preacher's son, check the revelation
Polygram buy Def Jam for twenty million
MCA buy Polygram for eleven billion
I come to Sony and get pimped by the Haitian-Sicilians

And I'll even, get you an ad in, "The Source"
You'll be the first rapper selling products for hair loss
The W Y C L E F, Wyclef
The return of 'Jack the Ripper' was only to meet his death

The next time, you wanna dis me for kicks
Get off my dick, go somewhere and lick your lips, bitch
If you need help, try, try again, try again
Rest in peace

What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's Clef?
I'm not a muscle man impostor
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?

Watch what you ask for 'cause you just might get it
Yo, this is Naomi Campbell chillin' with Wyclef
I just wanna tell you L.L., your record is wack
L.L., why don't you just give up?

{If you need help, try, try again
Try again
If you need help, try, try again
Try, try again}

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Still Holding On - Lyrics - Nothin' But The Taillights - Clint Black

Title: Still Holding On
Album: Nothin' But The Taillights
Artist: Clint Black
Composer(s): Matraca Berg, Marty Stuart, Clint Black

Lyric:
There's something out there left for you
But it's not me
We've reached a point of no return
It's only right I set you free

I know I'll have to turn away
But there's nowhere for my love to go
And there won't come a day
When I won't honor what we've vowed

But I'll go on with my life
We can even say goodbye for now if
If that's what we have to do
But here in my heart
Even when my arms are empty darling
I'm still holding on to you

We can't deny
That this one's out of our control
Stronger than the both of us
And bound to take its toll

I can stand the test of time
And as far as I can see
There are no walls that we can't climb
Standing between you and me

But I'll go on with my life
We can even say goodbye for now if
If that's what we have to do
But here in my heart
Even when my arms are empty darling
I'm still holding on to you

And there's a place you'll always be
No matter where you are, you're here with me
When the world is turning upside down
Together we can stand our ground

We can even say goodbye for now if
If that's what we have to do
But here in my heart
Even when my arms are empty darling
I'm still holding on to you

I'm still holding on to you
I'm still holding on to you
When I'm gone, I'm holding on

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Guitarred And Feathered - Lyrics - Every Time I Die

Title: Guitarred And Feathered
Artist: Every Time I Die
Composer(s): Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Michael Novack, Andrew John Williams

Lyric:
This is a cause for celebration here in the belly of the swarm
The situation demands that we raise our glasses
In honor of the spokesman we?ve fixated to the floor
Give us your headline hymns and your saddest verse

You?re not partnered with the half-hearted anymore
Our legs are spread wide open
Our weary heads are splitting at the seams
And we all know you?re proficient in the idioms of grief

We are capable of the kind of love
About which only the petrified can speak
Concede him the microphone let him sing
The triumph of the frauds to all his loyal psycho-fanatics

We all cater to the fire
Once the walls come rushing down for shame
I can say it better than you felt it
And I can be it bigger than you needed it

I haven?t lived a day of my life apart from
The one that everyone?s read about
I?ll spark de-evolution
I was specially bred for the cover page of your magazines

I?ve been fatted up for the guillotines
Sweet talker, you?re goddamn right I?m a blessed lamb
I can show you all how to have a good time
I know why you came here
But neither of us will get what you want out of me

This room has one too many laureates so I?m keeping my peace
Every candidate ends his life with a cliche
And the paths of glory lead to nowhere but the grave
I?ve been spoiled rotten

Every thought I?ve authorized had curdled
Not everything is poetry but I can?t convince you of that
I?ve been drawn and quartered
I?ve been twice picked over

And it?s sickening what you?ve come here today to celebrate
Fuck, yeah, we?re gonna party tonight
I am capable of the kind of love about which only the intoxicated
And the California bound can weep

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Ra - All That - Lyrics - Afu

Title: Ra - All That
Artist: Afu
Composer(s): Ginnbs Lerone Idlett, Afura Philip, Stephen Johnson

Lyric:
You know I'm like a hop, skip and jump from slappin' you senseless
Perverted monk on this mic, you feel the sentence
Hot vernacular scorch just like incense
I'm intense, shit vibin' like a sixth sense

Lyrics mutilated like X-men
Shower ya, devour ya, technique algebra
Smoothness, movements, halloed in the matrix
Fist held high, I raise it up to the ancients

Insightfully clear to you, how a master do
Roll with the high and mighty flow tai chi
Quench ya thirst, but first my journal high seas
Lyrical, mathematical, razzle and dazzle you

East New York, street talk, step with a better game
Hydrate rhymes like I was Gatorade
Rockin' a name, tappin' your brain
With the sugar Shane Mosley doin' it like it's supposed to be

They think they all that, steppin' on them like they were doormats
We bounce back and slap you with the raw tracks
Heatin' it up steadily, so heavenly
Straight up and down, streets bouncin' off the melody

They think they all that, steppin' on them like they were doormats
We bounce back and slap you with the raw tracks
Heatin' it up steadily, so heavenly
Straight up and down, streets bouncin' off the melody

Avoid the devil's army, they want to harm me
Salute to the Gulliani, crack babies, and zombies
Parkin' lots and drug spots, in the pots are coke rocks
A million in the building, buildings protected by more blocks

Young childs, ghost smiles, money clips colored vials
Stash fifty, in the world of bird city the warranters
Send the foreigners the coroners
A mess no vest multiplied wounds on chest

Invest in free markets, cream cheese and pockets
Three keys to a promise, stash keys in compartments
Desert eagle my targets, hit ya lease I spark ti
We get the drop on ya spot, make it hot and unlock it

Firearms make fireworks, I wonder where lies lurk
We bloodied up your shirt, all you saw was the fire spark
I'm one of too many, who get amped off Henny
Puttin' cowards in cemeteries, kill willies for pennies

They think they all that, steppin' on them like they were doormats
We bounce back and slap you with the raw tracks
Heatin' it up steadily, so heavenly
Straight up and down, streets bouncin' off the melody

They think they all that, steppin' on them like they were doormats
We bounce back and slap you with the raw tracks
Heatin' it up steadily, so heavenly
Straight up and down, streets bouncin' off the melody

Sex, butchery meat rack material, superior
Crank that shit amplify the whole scenario
Off the level live or in stereo
Young hustle to stay ahead of step

From where your best bet is to rep yours, repetitiously
'Cuz this veteran will thrash to wreck yours, repetitiously
If ever you get at me on some bullshit, flash quick
Exactly who the fuck I got pull with

Autographed it for big number one with a bullet
Expressin' black glove love hood it down, how I put it down
This style ain't never been shit to me, why would it now?
I come forth with gun smoke, no petty read ya bound by honor

That I mark you in the hunt for a dollar
Alive on the strength of power you
Divine karma, Allah's armor see you keep fraudulatin'
I'll sick my wolves in your basement, with loaded shell casings

They think they all that, steppin' on them like they were doormats
We bounce back and slap you with the raw tracks
Heatin' it up steadily, so heavenly
Straight up and down, streets bouncin' off the melody

They think they all that, steppin' on them like they were doormats
We bounce back and slap you with the raw tracks
Heatin' it up steadily, so heavenly
Straight up and down, streets bouncin' off the melody

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My Harlen Lullaby - Lyrics - Mase

Title: My Harlen Lullaby
Artist: Mase
Composer(s): Madonna Louise Ciccone, Bruce Gaitsch, Corrone Cole, Patrick Leonard, Mason Betha

Lyric:
Yeah, yeah, c'mon
Man, I just do what the due is due
C'mon, yeah, you heard it man
I just do what the due is did now

I been makin' hits since underage
Contract intact, can't be under paid
This ain't a game, I ain't come to play
Don't front for me, I ain't from the A

Don't you wanna hear, what I come to say?
This just a kid, you know me from before
Prices go up when I come in the store
I'm in another island in a bungalow

Evisu down to my under close
Ate like a cat that was undersold
I give and get it back in a hundred fo'
I feel like a man that was from the road

And y'all know that I will bring you out
And what I'm talkin', you don't know a thing about
Bring Modenas out, take a scenic route
Bettin' against me, it's bound to clean you out

This is for all of my people who stood beside me
And still believed, drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shopping sprees
This is where you wanna be, this is La Familia

It's hard to get low in a 3 6 0 Spider
License plates all the chicks know
Cats walk around buffed up like beach guys
But they don't put no fear in these eyes

Besides, I'm just here to teach lives
Girl, walk around, try to give me the slide
The ice on my arm, it gave me all away
I roll up the tint top up and rode away

I smell like money, let the odor stay
Go in my closet, fur to throw away
I'm never lost, I already know the way
If I need it for tonight, I'll get it for today

I'm God made, I took five years parlay
Home pool, arcade and it's all paid
What say, I spend a third on a upgrade
Import palm trees 'cuz I ain't have enough shade

This is for all of my people who stood beside me
And still believed, drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shopping sprees
This is where you wanna be, this is La Familia

And when the record plays, what will the haters say?
Oh, don't you be afraid 'cuz I'm your alibi
So when I'm drivin' by, don't try to analyze
It's because of him, I'm a still be fly and this our lullaby

C'mon now, you know my flow, I'm in and out
Non guilty, I ain't gotta buy the trout
Couple of critics but I ain't gon' stop now
I got a plane to catch to be in Moscow

I'm on jets, they doin' sky miles
So I see why the people so hostile
It's no drama, it's mo' honor
I'm wanted in the world like I was Osama

This is no exaggeration
Why these people so mad at Mason?

This is for all of my people who stood beside me
And still believed, drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shopping sprees
This is where you wanna be, this is La Familia

This is for all of my people who stood beside me
And still believed, drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shopping sprees
This is where you wanna be, this is La Familia

Take that, take that, take that, take that
Take that, take that, take that, take that

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Ante Up (Robbin Hoodz Theory) - Lyrics - B2k

Title: Ante Up (Robbin Hoodz Theory)
Artist: B2k
Composer(s): Jamal Grinnage, Darryl Pittman, Eric Murry

Lyric:
Take minks off, take things off
Take chains off, take rings off
Bracelets is yapped, Fame came off
Ante up, everything off

Fool, what you want? We stiflin' fools
Fool, what you want? Your life or your jewels?
The rules, back 'em down, next thing, clap 'em down
Respect mine, we Brooklyn bound now

Brownsville, home of the brave
Put in work in the street like a slave
Keep a rugged dress code, always in this stress mode
That shit will send you to your grave, so?

You think, I don't know that? Blow
Nigga hold that, blow, nigga hold that, blow, nigga hold that
From the street cousin, you know the drill
I'm nine hundred and ninety nine thou short of a mil

Ante up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timin', you see the man shinin'
Get up off them God damn diamonds

Ante up, oh, yap that fool, oh
Ante up, oh, kidnap that fool
Get him, get him, hit him, hit him
Yap him, zap him, yap him, zap him

Them thugs you know, ain't friendly
Them jewels you rock, make 'em envy
You thinkin' it's all good, you creep through a small hood
Goons comin' up outta a cut for your goods and they all should

Ante up, yap that fool
You want big money, kidnap that fool
If you up in the club, back out your pistol money
Catch them fools at the bar for that Crystal money

The '87 stick up kids, what you niggas sayin'?
Get the fuck up, out that 740 shorty, I ain't playin'
It's flash that thang time, bang, bang time
Ante up, nigga, it's game time

Hand over the ring, take over the chain
Gimme the fuckin' watch before I pop one in your brain
Stop playin' these childish games with me
Representin' 1-7-1-8, dangerously, nigga

Ante up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timin', you see the man shinin'
Get up off them God damn diamonds

Ante up, oh, yap that fool, oh
Ante up, oh, kidnap that fool
Get him, get him, hit him, hit him
Yap him, zap him, yap him, zap him

I'ma, street regulator, true playa hater
Get back down, make your ass a mack spraya hater
Things that we need, money, clothes, weed indeed
Hats, food, booze, essentials, credentials

Code of the streets, owners who creep
Slow when you sleep, holdin' the heat
Put holes in your jeep, respect the streets
It's the Lil' Fame

Yeah, nigga Danze, gave you a chance
'Cuz I blazed your man, I'm in the wrong
He said he was strong
I had reason to believe he had some shit up his sleeve all along

So? Fuck you, your honor, check my persona
I'm strong enough for old gold and marijuana
I'ma do what I wanna, quiet as kept
Raise hell, til I was tired of stress, yes Lord

Ante up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timin', you see the man shinin'
Get up off them God damn diamonds

Ante up, oh, yap that fool, oh
Ante up, oh, kidnap that fool
Get him, get him, hit him, hit him
Yap him, zap him, yap him, zap him

The fuck, the fuck, the fuck
Nigga, what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck?
What? First family, first family, Brooklyn, yeah

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My Harlem Lullaby - Lyrics - Welcome Back - Mase

Title: My Harlem Lullaby
Album: Welcome Back
Artist: Mase
Composer(s): Madonna Louise Ciccone, Bruce Gaitsch, Corrone Cole, Patrick Leonard, Mason Betha

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Lyric:
Yeah, yeah, c'mon
Man, I just do what the due is due
C'mon, yeah, you heard it man
I just do what the due is did now

I been makin' hits since underage
Contract intact, can't be under paid
This ain't a game, I ain't come to play
Don't front for me, I ain't from the A

Don't you wanna hear, what I come to say?
This just a kid, you know me from before
Prices go up when I come in the store
I'm in another island in a bungalow

Evisu down to my under close
Ate like a cat that was undersold
I give and get it back in a hundred fo'
I feel like a man that was from the road

And y'all know that I will bring you out
And what I'm talkin', you don't know a thing about
Bring Modenas out, take a scenic route
Bettin' against me, it's bound to clean you out

This is for all of my people who stood beside me
And still believed, drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shopping sprees
This is where you wanna be, this is La Familia

It's hard to get low in a 3 6 0 Spider
License plates all the chicks know
Cats walk around buffed up like beach guys
But they don't put no fear in these eyes

Besides, I'm just here to teach lives
Girl, walk around, try to give me the slide
The ice on my arm, it gave me all away
I roll up the tint top up and rode away

I smell like money, let the odor stay
Go in my closet, fur to throw away
I'm never lost, I already know the way
If I need it for tonight, I'll get it for today

I'm God made, I took five years parlay
Home pool, arcade and it's all paid
What say, I spend a third on a upgrade
Import palm trees 'cuz I ain't have enough shade

This is for all of my people who stood beside me
And still believed, drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shopping sprees
This is where you wanna be, this is La Familia

And when the record plays, what will the haters say?
Oh, don't you be afraid 'cuz I'm your alibi
So when I'm drivin' by, don't try to analyze
It's because of him, I'm a still be fly and this our lullaby

C'mon now, you know my flow, I'm in and out
Non guilty, I ain't gotta buy the trout
Couple of critics but I ain't gon' stop now
I got a plane to catch to be in Moscow

I'm on jets, they doin' sky miles
So I see why the people so hostile
It's no drama, it's mo' honor
I'm wanted in the world like I was Osama

This is no exaggeration
Why these people so mad at Mason?

This is for all of my people who stood beside me
And still believed, drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shopping sprees
This is where you wanna be, this is La Familia

This is for all of my people who stood beside me
And still believed, drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shopping sprees
This is where you wanna be, this is La Familia

Take that, take that, take that, take that
Take that, take that, take that, take that

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Nowhere Fast - Lyrics - Blazing Arrow - Blackalicious

Title: Nowhere Fast
Album: Blazing Arrow
Artist: Blackalicious
Composer(s): Xavier Mosley, Ahmir K Thompson, Tim Parker

Lyric:
Now you, now you, now you, now you, now you, whoever you are
As you're listening to what I'm going to say
Will probably not want to believe what I'm going to tell you
And there isn't any way in which I can make you believe
I can only state the facts as they are
And hope that you will really believe me

Hey yesterday, you were supposed to meet me now I got to testify
I waited hours for you, guess that all was just a lie
Quick as you stepped inside soon enough you said goodbye
Peace out! I'm gone and won't be back! I heard your echo cry
Oh how the seconds fly left without a second try
I check and try to recollect how I just let you die
And now I wallow in these severed ties
Of yesterday

Of yesterday girl, your really gone I guess that's how it just should be
I had big plans for us today but now you're history
Today's a mystery you took pieces I miss of me
I keep on diggin' deep tryin' to find that kid in me
We had some really good discussions back then, didn't we?
Befriended me but now we don't speak like we're enemies
And all I got is memories
Of yesterday

But yesterday memories are priceless and I'm really glad you left 'em
They're etched inside I take a ride when driftin' through the spectrum
It's just at times I dwell and dwell and then I have to catch up
To now I'm back in time it ceased to march it just kept on
I want you back I want you back when you was here I slept on
What I appreciate a little more now as a blessing
Now I'm complaining and regretting
About yesterday
And I'm just goin' nowhere fast

I don't try to stay here
I just fly away here
Out of my oasis
I am not complacent

I don't try to stay here
I just fly away here
Out of my oasis
I am not complacent
You're stuck in a flurry of illusions goin' nowhere fast

I am today, I'm all that ever was and ever is and uh
It is an honor, don't become a mental prisoner
Just listen to the now and keep your mind from driftin' off
I am the mission, the position of this instance uh
New opportunity to get the love you're wishin' for
To kick the door in to live for your ambitions, what?
You can move on out to elevate your existence up
Today

I'm just today, I'm just the way I am
I am ever single day I am
I'm February, April, March and even May I am
I'm only what you make me hope I'm what you pray I am
Today I am, I'm never really far away I am
You better stalk me like the hunter does the prey I am
You play I am out in the future yes today I am
I'm everything your memory say I am
Today

So seize me, I'm here to serve you if you serve me back
It's easy, but difficult that's time alone squeeze me
From beaming your feet when your all your actions turn to banking
An inkling, a hint, I'm moving faster than your blinking
So treat to just a slice of heaven why you cheat me?
Deceive me and now I'm hell inside these thoughts that link me
To flesh the soul it's bound to I was truly made to be free
Today
Instead I'm going nowhere fast

I don't try to stay here
I just fly away here
Out of my oasis
I am not complacent

I don't try to stay here
I just fly away here
Out of my oasis
I am not complacent

I'm only saying this to show how all around
Man or beast sleep away their gift of time
And never know the beauty of a good life below

I'm 'bout to change the way I'm livin' homey
I'm eatin' vegan, no ham or baloney
I'm startin' off my day with yoga stretches
I'm 'bout to master self to study lessons
I'm swearin' off the weed and alcohol
I won't be affected by doubts at all
The sky's the limit, watch I'm 'bout to ball
Tomorrow? Tomorrow

I'm spendin' every single dollar wisely
I'm writin' songs that's bumpin' like the Isleys
I'll have the answers you can all confide in me
Nothin' the day could bring that will surprise me
I'm buildin' to the fullest every minute
I'm through talkin' the talk, I'm 'bout to live it
Ain't even started yet, I'm at the finish line
Tomorrow? Tomorrow

Man I can't wait until it's here I'm sayin'
Oh what, you hatin'? What, you think I'm playin'?
You think I ain't? Just go ahead and watch me
I'll use the lessons yesterday has taught me
I'm countin' hours, minutes even seconds
Man I can't even sleep, I'll build my Heaven
Oh what, it's here? Oh, oh what, it's gone?
Don't even trip, just give me one more day
It's really gonna be on tomorrow

I don't try to stay here
I just fly away here
Out of my oasis
(You're stuck in a flurry of illusions goin' nowhere fast)
I am not complacent

I don't try to stay here
I just fly away here
Out of my oasis
(You're stuck in a flurry of illusions goin' nowhere fast)
I am not complacent

I don't try to stay here
I just fly away here
Out of my oasis
(You're stuck in a flurry of illusions goin' nowhere fast)
I am not complacent

I don't try to stay here
I just fly away here
Out of my oasis
(You're stuck in a flurry of illusions goin' nowhere fast)
I am not complacent

There we are
All finished
And you don't know how much I appreciate your pardon

Watch out blazing arrow
Do it just how you talk it
Nigga rolled in and walk it
Stick a toe in the water
Don't falter, go on and fall in

Tell me, do you know your calling?
Yo, what your mission is fella?
I caught this vision when I met a fortune teller in New Orleans

French Quarter on the bus bench an arbitrary corner
Sorta scary looking elder woman showed up outta nowhere
She stared into my eyes and said
"Sure as I breathe
You were conceived and walk the earth to
Spit that heat, purifying I believe
So are you ready for your cleansin'?
'Cause this is only the beginning"
Arrow

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