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Sunday, August 1, 2010

I'Ll Pick Up My Heart And Go Home - Lyrics - Dottie West

Title: I'Ll Pick Up My Heart And Go Home
Artist: Dottie West
Composer(s): W Killen, R Miller

Lyric:
Once again you've got me cryin'
I'm a fool if I let this go on
You can hurt me without even tryin'
Think I'll pick up my heart and go home

I can see the first signs of autumn
All at once, all the flowers are gone
Suddenly I feel so forgotten
Think I'll pick up my heart and go home

Someplace where you'll never find me
A place where I can leave your memories all behind me

Once again you've got me cryin'
Oh, I'm a fool if I let this go on
Yes, you can hurt me without even tryin'
Think I'll pick up my heart and go home
Think I'll pick up my heart and go home

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

I'Ll Pick Up My Heart And Go Home - Lyrics - Roger Miller

Title: I'Ll Pick Up My Heart And Go Home
Artist: Roger Miller
Composer(s): R Miller, W Killen

Lyric:
Once again you've got me cryin'
I'm a fool if I let this go on
You can hurt me without even tryin'
Think I'll pick up my heart and go home

I can see the first signs of autumn all at once all the flowers have gone
Certainly I feel so forgotten think I'll pick up my heart and go home
Someplace where you'll never find me
A place where I can leave your mem'ries behind me

Once again you've got me cryin'
I'm a fool if I let this go on
You can hurt me without even tryin'
Think I'll pick up my heart and go home

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Last Night (Remix) - Lyrics - Diddy

Title: Last Night (Remix)
Artist: Diddy
Composer(s): Sean Combs, Jack Knight, Shannon Lawrence, Mario Mendell Winans

Lyric:
Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
And I'm sittin' here with this blank expression
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child

I know you can hear me
I know you can feel me
I can't live without you
God, please make me better
I wish I wasn't the way I am

If I told you once, I told you twice
You can see it in my eyes
I'm all cried out with nothin' to say
You're everything I want it to be

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take this pain away?

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
You said you couldn't get an answer, baby
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
But that should never stop you
And I'm sittin' here with this blank expression
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child

I need you and you need me
This is so plain to see
And I would never let you go
And I will always love you so, I will

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take this pain away?

Last night, couldn't even get an answer
Oh, baby, what you wanna do me?
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why wouldn't you just dial me, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say anything, baby, no, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

Tell me what words to say
To make you come back and break me like that
And if it matters, I'd rather stay home
With you, I'm never alone
Don't wanna wait 'til you go
Whatever you do, just don't leave me

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
Couldn't even answer, baby
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why couldn't you just dial me, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say a thing, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

I need you and you need me
This is so plain to see
And I would never let you go
And I will always love you so, I will

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take my pain away?

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
I couldn't answer, baby
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why couldn't you just dial me, baby, baby, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say a thing, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

Why don't you pick up the phone and dial up my number
And call me, my baby? I'm waitin' on you
Why don't you pick up the phone and dial up my number?
Just call me up, baby, I'm waitin' on you

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Last Night - Lyrics - Press Play - Diddy

Title: Last Night
Album: Press Play
Artist: Diddy
Composer(s): Sean Combs, Jack Knight, Shannon Lawrence, Mario Mendell Winans

Lyric:
Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
And I'm sittin' here with this blank expression
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child

I know you can hear me
I know you can feel me
I can't live without you
God, please make me better
I wish I wasn't the way I am

If I told you once, I told you twice
You can see it in my eyes
I'm all cried out with nothin' to say
You're everything I want it to be

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take this pain away?

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
You said you couldn't get an answer, baby
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
But that should never stop you
And I'm sittin' here with this blank expression
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child

I need you and you need me
This is so plain to see
And I would never let you go
And I will always love you so, I will

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take this pain away?

Last night, couldn't even get an answer
Oh, baby, what you wanna do me?
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why wouldn't you just dial me, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say anything, baby, no, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

Tell me what words to say
To make you come back and break me like that
And if it matters, I'd rather stay home
With you, I'm never alone
Don't wanna wait 'til you go
Whatever you do, just don't leave me

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
Couldn't even answer, baby
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why couldn't you just dial me, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say a thing, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

I need you and you need me
This is so plain to see
And I would never let you go
And I will always love you so, I will

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take my pain away?

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
I couldn't answer, baby
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why couldn't you just dial me, baby, baby, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say a thing, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

Why don't you pick up the phone and dial up my number
And call me, my baby? I'm waitin' on you
Why don't you pick up the phone and dial up my number?
Just call me up, baby, I'm waitin' on you

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Last Night [Instrumental] - Lyrics - Last Night - Diddy

Title: Last Night [Instrumental]
Album: Last Night
Artist: Diddy
Composer(s): Sean Combs, Jack Knight, Shannon Lawrence, Mario Mendell Winans

Lyric:
Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
And I'm sittin' here with this blank expression
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child

I know you can hear me
I know you can feel me
I can't live without you
God, please make me better
I wish I wasn't the way I am

If I told you once, I told you twice
You can see it in my eyes
I'm all cried out with nothin' to say
You're everything I want it to be

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take this pain away?

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
You said you couldn't get an answer, baby
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
But that should never stop you
And I'm sittin' here with this blank expression
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child

I need you and you need me
This is so plain to see
And I would never let you go
And I will always love you so, I will

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take this pain away?

Last night, couldn't even get an answer
Oh, baby, what you wanna do me?
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why wouldn't you just dial me, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say anything, baby, no, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

Tell me what words to say
To make you come back and break me like that
And if it matters, I'd rather stay home
With you, I'm never alone
Don't wanna wait 'til you go
Whatever you do, just don't leave me

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
Couldn't even answer, baby
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why couldn't you just dial me, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say a thing, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

I need you and you need me
This is so plain to see
And I would never let you go
And I will always love you so, I will

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take my pain away?

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
I couldn't answer, baby
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why couldn't you just dial me, baby, baby, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say a thing, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

Why don't you pick up the phone and dial up my number
And call me, my baby? I'm waitin' on you
Why don't you pick up the phone and dial up my number?
Just call me up, baby, I'm waitin' on you

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Last Night [Radio Edit] - Lyrics - Last Night - Diddy

Title: Last Night [Radio Edit]
Album: Last Night
Artist: Diddy
Composer(s): Sean Combs, Jack Knight, Shannon Lawrence, Mario Mendell Winans

Lyric:
Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
And I'm sittin' here with this blank expression
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child

I know you can hear me
I know you can feel me
I can't live without you
God, please make me better
I wish I wasn't the way I am

If I told you once, I told you twice
You can see it in my eyes
I'm all cried out with nothin' to say
You're everything I want it to be

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take this pain away?

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
You said you couldn't get an answer, baby
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
But that should never stop you
And I'm sittin' here with this blank expression
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child

I need you and you need me
This is so plain to see
And I would never let you go
And I will always love you so, I will

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take this pain away?

Last night, couldn't even get an answer
Oh, baby, what you wanna do me?
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why wouldn't you just dial me, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say anything, baby, no, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

Tell me what words to say
To make you come back and break me like that
And if it matters, I'd rather stay home
With you, I'm never alone
Don't wanna wait 'til you go
Whatever you do, just don't leave me

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
Couldn't even answer, baby
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why couldn't you just dial me, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say a thing, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

I need you and you need me
This is so plain to see
And I would never let you go
And I will always love you so, I will

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take my pain away?

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
I couldn't answer, baby
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why couldn't you just dial me, baby, baby, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say a thing, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

Why don't you pick up the phone and dial up my number
And call me, my baby? I'm waitin' on you
Why don't you pick up the phone and dial up my number?
Just call me up, baby, I'm waitin' on you

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Last Night [Mix Show Amended] - Lyrics - Last Night - Diddy

Title: Last Night [Mix Show Amended]
Album: Last Night
Artist: Diddy
Composer(s): Sean Combs, Jack Knight, Shannon Lawrence, Mario Mendell Winans

Lyric:
Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
And I'm sittin' here with this blank expression
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child

I know you can hear me
I know you can feel me
I can't live without you
God, please make me better
I wish I wasn't the way I am

If I told you once, I told you twice
You can see it in my eyes
I'm all cried out with nothin' to say
You're everything I want it to be

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take this pain away?

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
You said you couldn't get an answer, baby
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
But that should never stop you
And I'm sittin' here with this blank expression
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child

I need you and you need me
This is so plain to see
And I would never let you go
And I will always love you so, I will

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take this pain away?

Last night, couldn't even get an answer
Oh, baby, what you wanna do me?
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why wouldn't you just dial me, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say anything, baby, no, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

Tell me what words to say
To make you come back and break me like that
And if it matters, I'd rather stay home
With you, I'm never alone
Don't wanna wait 'til you go
Whatever you do, just don't leave me

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
Couldn't even answer, baby
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why couldn't you just dial me, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say a thing, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

I need you and you need me
This is so plain to see
And I would never let you go
And I will always love you so, I will

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take my pain away?

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
I couldn't answer, baby
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why couldn't you just dial me, baby, baby, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say a thing, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

Why don't you pick up the phone and dial up my number
And call me, my baby? I'm waitin' on you
Why don't you pick up the phone and dial up my number?
Just call me up, baby, I'm waitin' on you

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Grown Man - Currency - Lyrics - Tha Carter, Vol. 2 - Lil' Wayne

Title: Grown Man - Currency
Album: Tha Carter, Vol. 2
Artist: Lil' Wayne
Composer(s): Dwayne Carter, Paul Harden, Tristan G. Jones

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Lyric:
Dawg, you gotta feel me on this one
What it be like dawg? I'm on some, some, adope grown up type shit
Look who I be around nigga, look who I been around nigga
Geezy, Juve and Turk, B and Slim, dawg pay attention, dawg

Age is nothin' but some digits nigga trust me on this
'Cuz I think I speak for every one when I say life is a bitch
I ride D L into the C L, gun right in my grip
I slip a clip in every rip 'cuz haters likely to trip

Come home to my future wife and every nite she'll flip
She end up catchin' rights to her lips behind diapers and shit
But I like when we split drink Henny without ice when I'm pissed
Go to the club and start a fight thinkin' I'm Tyson and shit

But I'm a man so I'm here to handle my situations correctly
And I not might be dumb but niggas gone definitely respect me
But in the mean partner, I'm fightin' gun charges in court
And in a couple of weeks our next tour about to start

It's like I'm livin' happy now, except for the fact my daughter sayin'
I love you daddy now and that kinda juice me up
And I smoke about 3 blunts and puff a cooler bust me up
And say a prayer for everyday just so I get through the stuff but I be like

Ah man, it's complicated doin' everything on your own, man
Being responsible for everybody and yo' own man
And when you feel like everything is goin' wrong, man
I'm gon' stand 'cuz I am a grown man

Ah man, it's complicated doin' everything on your own, man
Being responsible for everybody and yo' own man
And when you feel like everything is goin' wrong, man
I'm gon' stand 'cuz I am a grown man

I try to keep my head up but I die to keep my bread up
And usually I'm fed up thinkin' everything's a set up
But I get up this stick out my chest and clutch on my nuts
And I get hit up with all kinda stress

And put up with the stuff trust me it's tough
But I maintain to climb through it all
And I still manage to be Lil' Wayne therefore I shine and I ball
And dawg, I live for today and hope and pray that there's a tomorrow

And I borrow confidence from out my heart when things get awful
And I'm walkin' on the edge stuck without a solution
And someway I still pick it out and shuffle to conclusion
And I don't need nobody so keep yo advice and just dom it

Cuz' y'all cats don't really no me, y'all just know 'bout me
So if my dawgs be on my side they keep me compile with spirit
And plus I know my fathers watchin' and my mother's the dearest
And I ain't never said they don't appreciate what I do
But just know if I wasn't a man I wouldn't make it through

Ah man, it's complicated doin' everything on your own, man
Being responsible for everybody and yo' own man
And when you feel like everything is goin' wrong, man
I'm gon' stand 'cuz I am a grown man

Ah man, it's complicated doin' everything on your own, man
Being responsible for everybody and yo' own man
And when you feel like everything is goin' wrong, man
I'm gon' stand 'cuz I am a grown man

Who would have known that this was somethin'
That didn't turn out so hectic
But I chose my own life so I gradually accept it
I'm influenced and effected by the way it became
And I don't play with them at all so I don't say its a game

And even though I grew up hard and I have gracefully change
I'm always street so I'll forever be facin' a change
And I'll keep this thing brutained on the waist of my pants
And I demand respect from all if not then I'm waistin' a man

And if I want it then I get and if I need it I have it
Take care of my family first plus the liquor and weed is a habit
And I'm so often I'm congratulated for the succeeded at last
But when they turn they back I just have Jesus leadin' my path

And I didn't ask for you to like me, I don't care if you hate me
But don't mistake me, no other man can never make me or break me
Now you faithfully inspired by the hood, tell I'm gone
And I dawg, I do believe I'm grown, so I'll be good on my own but I be like

Ah man, it's complicated doin' everything on your own, man
Being responsible for everybody and yo' own man
And when you feel like everything is goin' wrong, man
I'm gon' stand 'cuz I am a grown man

Ah man, it's complicated doin' everything on your own, man
Being responsible for everybody and yo' own man
And when you feel like everything is goin' wrong, man
I'm gon' stand 'cuz I am a grown man

Ah man, it's complicated doin' everything on your own, man
Being responsible for everybody and yo' own man
And when you feel like everything is goin' wrong, man
I'm gon' stand 'cuz I am a grown man

Believe dat

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Monday, August 23, 2010

Cold Outside - Lyrics - Word Of Mouf - Ludacris

Title: Cold Outside
Album: Word Of Mouf
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Chris Bridges, Torrey Cook

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Lyric:
It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside

And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside

I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside

See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside

Man, I can hear that wind blowing
You say it don't get cold in C P
Well, niggas it's been snowing
Even though some might disagree
When business is still slowing
Even if we subject to change
Come up out them diamonds and rings
Even all them dollars and change

Nigga we home-grown
And to those that couldn't take the pressure
Nigga they long gone
Skeet 25 lighters on dressers
Or you'll get zoned on
They be puttin' them bodies in bags
They be cuttin' them bodies on slabs
Then go to somebody and brag

Got to keep a straight face
Better keep inside with your know
Got to find a safe place
Better stay in silence or go
Or end up a waste case
Pick figure it's more stuff to do
Pick nigger it's more folks than you
Pick never come close to a clue

I put my life on it
Want to disrespect, give me your neck
And I'll put a knife on it
Some say it's slippery when wet
But my roll got ice on it
It's all about supply and demand
It's all about me buying some land
You folks just don't understand
That uh

It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside

And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside

I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside

See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside

Man, I see the clouds coming
Y'all see a man on the moon walking
I see a crowd running
And the A P D steadily talking
'Cause we done found something
And it's not as good as it seems
Oh, I wish I could get some cream
And get up out of the hood with some dreams

I'm peepin' hard crimes
See the system's fucked up
And they givin' out some hard times
Heard one of these locked up
And my people snortin' hard lines
Locked up and they didn't do a thang
Locked up because of the pressure and pain
Locked up because they wouldn't do the same

And I see the case close
I can't ask no questions and it's over
'Cause they say so
I ain't learned no lessons, but these snitches
Better lay low
Or we gonna be chopping some heads
And we gonna be rocking some beds
And we gonna be dropping some eggs

We walk a long road
Trying to find the essence of self
But I picked the wrong clothes
'Do rag with a gat under my belt
'Cause life's throwing strong blows
But I keep a little hope and some dreams
And I try to stay focused and clean
But I got a little dope and some green
'Cause uh

It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside

And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside

I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside

See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside

I can see them shamed faces
Man, y'all look at me like y'all grew up
In the same places
Scams and dirty work came up on
A day to day basis
Now they got to re-up and re-bag
And they got to re-up and re-slab
Then they got to be up and be bad

This game'll never end
Excuse my French, but goddammit
I got some clever friends
They might get set back by some wench
But that bitch'll never win
It's all about the way of the world
It's all about the way of them girls
It's all about them diamonds and pearls

We waiting too long
But the D E C and Southwest Atlanta
Is too strong
We might bring that soap out and wash up
And throw them suits on
Coming in the court with some pride
'Cause we ain't got nothing to hide
Just didn't know what laws to abide

I play the cards dealt
And I bought a full house and I watched
The woman's heart melt
See my mama's cooled out and she's crying
'Cause it's heart-felt
It's all about supply and demand
It's all about me buying some land
You folks just don't understand
That uh

It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside

And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside

I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside

See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside

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Saturday, August 7, 2010

Who Stole My Last Piece Of Chicken? - Lyrics - Organized Konfusion

Title: Who Stole My Last Piece Of Chicken?
Artist: Organized Konfusion
Composer(s): Larry Baskerville, Marshall Jones, Ralph Middlebrook, Leroy Bonner, Walter Morrison, Andrew Noland, Gregory Webster, Troy Jamerson

Lyric:
Of all the things my momma used to cook, I liked chicken
You know that chicken I put in the refrigerator last night?
Well, I expect to find it when I get home or else

Damn, it really hurts my heart to remember these
(Remember these)
Days way back in the seventies
(Seventies)
The only AIDS you used to know was Kool-AIDS
Corn-bread, corn-rows and corn-br-AIDS

Pull up a chair, read a book like Dr. Seuss
Peel off the skin, eat all the meat
Nibble on the bone and then suck the goo
Man, if my mother was the Colonel, her chicken woulda sold

It even taste better the next day cold
Chick-chicken, chick-chick-chick-chicken
When I collect my thoughts, I recollect
I used to listen to my moms
(To my mommy)

Damn it, everyday
Boy, you better clean up your room
Before you go outside and play

Yo, Monch, you can remember
When we used to play skelly way back
Blastin' wax, side or tops, Prince don't play that
Uh, oh, it's six o'clock, I'm late for dinner

If my girl wasn't his girl, I was definitely in her
Got in them, print skirts
(Yo, you was feenin' for a chicken fix)
Ran in the kitchen
And put my finger in the cornbread mix

Mom yells, "Dinner's ready", 'cause she's the boss
All I needed was my ketchup and my hot sauce
And my cornbread, now I'm ready to dig in
Pick the meat off the bone and then I ate the skin

But I'll tell you what my mother would say
Somebody stole my piece of chicken
But I'll tell you what my mother would say
Somebody stole my piece of chicken

Round, round, one, three
(Up, up, two)
I'm fresh out of the batch and you can't catch me
Mrs. Mary Mac, all dressed in black
She's rather fat and she carries a bat

She's the nosiest lady on the block when it's hot
Cops get shot when we played SWAT
But no one never died though, we just cried
Only to laugh again when my moms made fried

Chicken barbecues in the summer was the move
Whoo, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, Grand Groove
Was the jam Grandmaster Vic played in the park
Past the dark, I seen the spark, so did me, Troy and Mark

Went to the rib shack, ordered chicken and the collard
Greens but there's no money left in my wallet
But I kept fifty cents for my juice
(Word?)
Now we would go to Troy's house and get loose
(Uhh)

I'm just looking out of the window
(Window)
Watching the asphault grow slow
(Grow, slow)
My best friend was a G.I. Joe
Although he had bald spots in his afro

Play with the kids your own age
That's what they used to tell us
I got jealous when we couldn't run with the big fellas
Bullies on the block used to beat us

I was quick as a cat, in fact I was a cheetah
Especially when we played follow the leader
Little Suzy May Robinson used to play
Show and tell with my peter

I used to rock my British Walkers to church
After the choir sang, the preacher started to preach
So I had to search
For a pen and some paper to keep myself occupied

But the aroma from the kitchen came and sat by my side
And said, "Mmm, you know I smell good"
I said to myself, "Please, oh, please reverend
Now would you speed up the sermon so I can determine

Whether I'ma have peas or collars greens
With my chicken that I'm yearnin'"
Turnin' to the usher in the back, whispering
"Please keep the chicken monster from coming through

The crack of the door", later at the table
Moms poppped my hand until it was sore
'Cause I ate the chicken before
The preacher said grace, but I'm ready to go for self

But there's not one piece of chicken on the table left
(What happened to that wing man? Where that chicken go?)
Chick-chick-chick-chicken
(Where that chicken go?)
Chick-chick-chick-chicken, chick-chick-chick-chicken
Chick-chick-chick-chicken

You know that chicken I put in the refrigerator last night?
Well, I expect to find it when I get home, or else
But I'll tell you what my mother would say
"Somebody stole my piece of chicken"

I didn't take your chicken, pop

Just wait 'til I get home 'cause ain't no chicken left
(Hey, that's cool)
Miss Clarabell took the last piece of chicken
(That's cool)

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

Warrant - Lyrics - Deliverance - Bubba Sparxxx

Title: Warrant
Album: Deliverance
Artist: Bubba Sparxxx
Composer(s): William Pettaway, Tim Mosley, C. Clayton, Warren Anderson Mathis

Lyric:
I want to run, I've been runnin' for some time now
My time has come, I think I'll turn myself in now
I want to run, oh, I've been runnin' for some time now
My time has come, I think I'll turn myself in now

Wake up and kiss my baby, grab my weed and my gun
Load it and cock it and blaze one up, that's how it be on the run
More money more problems, no money yo problems ain't gone die
Put 5 in the tank, I'm high and I'm bad news, don't ask me for no ride
When I look at my daughter and son and I see me in their eyes
It hurt so bad I hope the mistakes I made will keep them alive
I keep pushin' looking for a lick to hit shit I need some cheese
Gotta go no sleepin' for me momma I gotta leave

And if God is on my side then one day soon I'll get where I gotta be
I'm free ain't nothin' gone stop me from seein' what I gotta see
Not even me
The day I cop a plea gone be the day that I can't even breathe
All the shit that I go through, if I could show you, you wouldn't believe
All I got is my Bible and me and this rifle my last name ain't Mavoe
I'm just a survivor
Been gone from home so long some folks thank that I died
It's cool and if I don't get rich I'm thankful that I'm alive besides

I got a warrant out for me, and I'm walkin' a thin line
I got a warrant out for me, and I'm walkin' a thin line
I'm runnin' with the same ol' car, the same ol' girl
A little bit of money in this insane world
I got a warrant out for me and I'm walkin' a thin line

It's strictly for survival this time
Still I do not want what's yours unless it's rightfully mine
It really just ain't no words at least that I can define
For how I feel lord please some sight to the blind
'Cause I'm scrambling down the same road
Travelin' in the same clothes
Feelin' 2 million days old can't let all this take hold
'Cause see I always saw myself as just a little more special than

These sappy crappy no rappin' whoever's collectin' fans
I'm doin' the best I can I just need a better plan
I still ain't in peace with flyin' 'cause my plane has yet to land
I'm runnin' and runnin' my stomach's grumbling but I ain't
Hungry enough that I'm just disgusted because I can't
Ever make what I thank translate into what I say
Unless I pour this vodka in that big cup and chug away
I wanna just run away from what I've become today
A rebel with a warrant and his name is say Bubba K

I got a warrant out for me, and I'm walkin' a thin line
I got a warrant out for me, and I'm walkin' a thin line
I'm runnin' with tha same ol' car, the same ol' girl
A little bit of money in this insane world
I got a warrant out for me and I'm walkin' a thin line

This is heart it ain't a verse pick yo fruit name yo curse
With all the pain that is life dyin' hurts lyin' is worse
Drive my hearst down 85m to mommas house in Lagrange
Drop me off on the porch then send my off in a plane
Forget my namem 'til God arrives to show all y'all what Bubba meant
To tamper with how we wrote the script clearly don't make fuckin' sense
And not a thing that's pure to me it's contaminated by your device
'Cause a wise man once said eternity's and let go of life

I want to run, I've been runnin' for some time now
My time has come, I think I'll turn myself in now
I want to run, oh, I've been runnin' for some time now
My time has come, I think I'll turn myself in now
(I'm thankful I'm alive)

I got a warrant out for me, and I'm walkin' a thin line
I got a warrant out for me, and I'm walkin' a thin line
I want to run, oh, I've been runnin' for some time now
My time has come, I think I'll turn myself in now
(I'm thankful I'm alive)

(I got a warrant out for me)
I want to run, I've been runnin' for some time now
(I got a warrant out for me)
Night time has come, I think I'll turn myself in now
(I'm thankful I'm alive)
(I got a warrant out for me)
I want to run, I've been runnin' for some time now
(And I'm walkin' a thin line)
My time has come I think I'll turn myself in now
(I'm thankful I'm alive)
(I got a warrant out for me, and I'm walkin' a thin line)

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Big Mama - Lyrics - 10 - Ll Cool J

Title: Big Mama
Album: 10
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Mark Curry, Joseph Jefferson, C Simmons, J T Smith, Donald Woolfolk, Bruce Hawes

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Lyric:
Yeah, this one's dedicated, to my grandmother
And your grandmother
It's all love, let's not forget who raised us, word up

Big mama, my grandmother, my main girl
I love you much more than this scandalous world
As a young boy you gave me whoopings to save my life
Cursed me out, to keep me out the streets at night
'Cause my momma had me when she was young
So you took on the responsibility to raise your grandson
You taught me if a task is once begun, Todd
Never leave it 'til it's done, Todd

Be thy labor great or small Todd
Do it well or not at all, God
Big mama, my blood is your blood
When the whole world's against me, I know I got your love
If I was in a cell for the rest of my life
I know I'd hear your prayers in the middle of the night
Used to sit me on your lap and teach me mother wit
Early Sunday morning for them salmon and grits

I love you baby, you the one and only, that's a fact
'Til death do us part, I'ma always have your back
You beefed 'cause you heard that I was cursin' in my raps
Eighty-six, still you wanna run and get the straps
I love you, I promise you I care for you deep
'Cause when I had bronchitis you would rock me to sleep
Rub me down with green alcohol
Little brown-skinned lady 'bout five feet tall, big mama

Early one Sunday morning
Breakfast was on the table
(You gave me unconditional love)
There was no time to eat, she said to me
"Boy hurry to Sunday school"
(You gave me unconditional love)

I remember when you told me certain friends wasn't real
I didn't wanna listen, I swore I knew the deal
Come to find out, everything you said was true
Who I end up goin' to for advice? You
I love you, that's why you got nurses and maids
Ever since I got paid, you ain't never been afraid
That's granddaddy wife, she taught me how to think
How to navigate through life, you made the sacrifice

You kept on livin', 'cause when my granddaddy died
It took all your might, but you ain't quit on life
We took trips down south, biscuits and chicken
Me you granddad and Alison, trippin'
Remember, you used to pick me up from junior high
And classmates laughed when the Buick rolled by
Remember, I pulled my privates out in class
And from farmers to Dunkirk you straight whooped my

The best cookin' a man could ever taste
It's written in my heart, it can never be erased
Thank you so much, you taught me well
How to not get souped up, because I'm LL
How to walk the street, and hold my head real high
How to live with Christ and not be afraid to die
We sipped daiquiris, but you never told moms
We even shared beers, big mama my dear

A toast to the woman that raised a man
In popular demand all across the land
You're my lawyer, my teacher, my doctor, my friend
My mother, my father, you with me 'til the end
I love you, I mean that from the bottom of my heart
That's the reason why my record's Number 1 on the charts
I'ma tell it like it is, I love you forever
Dead or alive, we'll always be together
Big mama I love you

Early one Sunday morning
Breakfast was on the table
(You gave me unconditional love)
There was no time to eat, she said to me
"Boy hurry to Sunday school"
(You gave me unconditional love)

I dedicate this to the big mama's everywhere
The ones who raised us, when nobody else was there
The ones who held us and told us it'll be alright
When gunshots was goin' off every night
Taught us how to lock the door and check the peephole
And how to swallow Vicks when we had a chest cold
How to stay proud, and represent hard
Eat plenty baby, but first say grace for God

Big mama, I'ma miss you
When one of us leave this earth
But baby for what it's worth, I love you since the date of my birth
And if it wasn't for my children, I would wanna go first
You're the reason I'm the man I am today
The inspiration, for me to be LL Cool J
When you told me "Knock 'em out"
I brought you home a Grammy

I learned to be tough from big mama and aunt Cammy
A black man that was raised by black women
On tour, sippin' your special honey and lemon
You told me, gargle with vinegar water and salt
The concert was hot, thanks to your support
Girl, you're the one I love
Whether right here with me or smilin' from up above
Trouble or no trouble, you always had my back
So I had to let you know your son appreciates that, big mama

Early one Sunday morning
Breakfast was on the table
(You gave me unconditional love)
There was no time to eat, she said to me
"Boy hurry to Sunday school"
(You gave me unconditional love)

Early one Sunday morning
Breakfast was on the table
(Unconditional love)
There was no time to eat, she said to me
"Boy hurry to Sunday school"
(You always gave me unconditional love)
Yeah

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Last Night - Lyrics - Just Like You - Keyshia Cole

Title: Last Night
Album: Just Like You
Artist: Keyshia Cole
Composer(s): Keyshia Cole, Sean Combs, Jack Knight, Shannon Lawrence, Mario Mendell Winans

Lyric:
Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
And I'm sittin' here with this blank expression
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child

I know you can hear me
I know you can feel me
I can't live without you
God, please make me better
I wish I wasn't the way I am

If I told you once, I told you twice
You can see it in my eyes
I'm all cried out with nothin' to say
You're everything I want it to be

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take this pain away?

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
And I'm sittin' here with this blank expression
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child

Tell me what words to say
To make you come back and break me like that
And if it matters, I'd rather stay home
With you, I'm never alone
Don't wanna wait 'til you go
Whatever you do, just don't leave me

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why couldn't you just dial me, baby, baby, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say a thing, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

I need you and you need me
This is so plain to see
And I would never let you go
And I will always love you so, I will

If you could only see, your heart belongs to me
I love you so much, I'm yearnin' for your touch
Come and set me free, forever yours I'll be
Baby, won't you come and take my pain away?

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
I couldn't answer, baby
I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial
Why couldn't you just dial me, baby, baby, baby?

And I'm sitting here with this blank expression
Don't say a thing, no
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child
I'm so alone, I'm so lonely, baby

Why don't you pick up the phone and dial up my number
And call me, my baby? I'm waitin' on you

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

Under My Skin - Lyrics - Blue System

Title: Under My Skin
Artist: Blue System
Composer(s): Dieter Bohlen

Lyric:
You can knock me out, you can take my friends
But you'll never get me down
You can take my job and the story ends
I'll never be your clown

You can tease me, squeeze me, push me around
But you'll never get me down
Take my heart up we go
Help me more

Take my pride, hurt me more
Shut up the door
Take my soul and take my money too
You never get me down, it must be love it's true

I've got you under my skin
Under my heartbeat, under my love
Under my skin
Hang on my love sweet
Baby, my love, oh it's too deep
It's under my skin

Take my home, take the place I go
But you'll never get me down
Baby, when I fall I stay up and grow
I'll never leave this town

You can cheat me, lead me, push me around
But you'll never get me down
Take my heart up we go
Playing your game

Take my pride, I pick up the pieces again
Take my soul, oh, take my body too
You never get me down it must be love it's true

I've got you under my skin
Under my heartbeat, under my love
Under my skin
Hang on my love sweet
Baby, my love, oh it's too deep
It's under my skin

I've got you under my skin
Under my heartbeat, under my love
Under my skin
Hang on my love sweet
Baby, my love, oh it's too deep
It's under my skin

It's under my skin
It's under my skin

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Come Clean - Lyrics - The Sun Rises In The East - Jeru The Damaja

Title: Come Clean
Album: The Sun Rises In The East
Artist: Jeru The Damaja
Composer(s): K Jones, Kendrick Davis, F Scruggs, C Parker, Chris Martin, T Taylor

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Lyric:
You wanna front what? Jump up and get bucked
If you're feeling lucky duck then press your luck
I snatch fake gangsta MC's and make 'em fagot flambes
Your nine spray my mind spray

Malignant mist steadily pumps the funk
The results you're a gang stuffed in a car trunk
You couldn't come to the jungles of the East poppin' that game
You won't survive get live catchin' wreck is our thing

I don't gang bang or shoot out bang, bang
The relentless lyrics the only dope I slang
I'm a true master you can check my credentials
'Cuz I choose to use my infinite potentials

Got a freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky flow
Control the mic like Fidel Castro locked Cuba
So deep that you can scuba dive my jive
Origin is unknown like the Judas

I've accumulated honies all across the map
'Cuz I'd rather bust a nut then bust a cap in
Ya back in fact my rap snaps ya sacroiliac
I'm the mack so I don't need to tote a Mac

My attack is purely mental and its nature's not hate
It's meant to wake ya up out of ya brainwashed state
Stagnate nonsense but if you persist
You'll get ya snot box bust you press up on this

I flip hoes dip none of the real niggas slip
You don't know enough math to count the mics that I ripped
Keep the Dirty Rotten Scoundrel as his verbal weapons spit

Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget
Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it
Unplug it on chumps with the gangsta babble
Leave your nines at home and bring your skills to the battle

You're rattlin' on and on and ain't sayin' nothing
That's why you got snuffed when you bump heads with Dirty Rotten
Have you forgotten, I'll tap you jaw
I also kick like kung fu flicks by run run shaw

Made frauds bleed every time I g'd
'Cuz I've perfected my drunken style like Sam seed
Pseudo psychos I play like Michael
Jackson when I'm bustin' ass and breakin' backs

Inhale the petrified aroma
Breathe too deep and you'll wind up coma
Toes the king I'm hard like a fifth of vodka
And bring your clique 'cuz I'm a hard rock knock a

I gotcha, out on a limb I'm about to push you off the brink
Let you draw your craw but you burnin' shot breaks
When the East is in the house you should come equipped

Fly like a jet sting like a hornet
Knuckleheads get live and set it off if you want it
Dirty rotten scoundrels is crushin' fools no joke
With styles more fatal than second hand smoke

Don't provoke the wrath of this rhyme inventor
'Cuz I blow up spots like the world trade center
Come with the super trooper on his assault mission
The tench's technique 'cuz he's a technician

Wishin' he'll go away won't help the weapons stop
The skills are shot 'cuz any idiot can let off a glock
Hard rock smellin' the clutch of this untouchable
You claim you got beef on the streets so whatcha

Gonna do when real niggaz roll up on you
And you don't got your crew
Pull your glock but you don't got the heart
You was webbed straight from the start

Bought a tool and didn't learn how to use it
Got lost in Brooklyn so you had to lose it
Just for frontin' you got that ass waxed

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Thursday, August 19, 2010

Same Niggas - Lyrics - Double Up - Mase

Title: Same Niggas
Album: Double Up
Artist: Mase
Composer(s): Nashiem Myrick, Bruce Hornsby, Mason Betha

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Lyric:
Uh yeah yeah, shit is crazy yo, I feel you though nigga
Who woulda ever thought, same niggas, it'd be them same niggas
You are the same nigga though
Same nigga that couldn't get the deal
Now I?m the hottest nigga wit a deal, you ain't changed a bit

Yo niggas never got nothin' good to say quick to blame
'Fore you judge me feel my pain
You know it ain?t a vest in the world that could shield my reign
You ain?t got money for the gas bitch, get out the range

Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change
Nigga's feelin' like I changed but I?m feelin' the same
So who cares if they beg to differ
When all them niggas that beg to differ is coke-heads and sniffers

Take me for example, least I made it
You think niggas in the hood should appreciate it
By time it's happy birthday, it's gon' be belated
When you me, everything you do get exaggerated

You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out
Take a piss in the street they say, you pulled your dick out
As a youth it?s just a lot of shit, I wanna live out
Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without

Same niggas I was starvin', couldn?t get a crumb from
Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from
I needed money for school, couldn?t get no ones from
Got jumped in the park and couldn?t get the guns from

Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis
Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick
You think, I care if they get mad? I don?t owe them shit
Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga

We might be from a different hood but we the same niggas
Don?t be thinkin' shit all good it be them same niggas
Same niggas get caught, blame niggas
Same niggas, go to court and name, niggas

It be them same niggas, man, regardless how you feel
It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed
Them same niggas, them same niggas, them same niggas
Them same niggas, that?s why I don?t fuck wit niggas

I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home
Been through a lot of shit so I?m glad to be grown
But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps
Livin' on 34th Street and we ain?t have no heat

'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th
Asked you for dough and you said "No", dead in my face
But now that I?m on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'
All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'

Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers
And same niggas had no heart is now killers
I reminisce on what I said in the mist
But even when I dream, it wasn?t better than this

But actually, the niggas who would scrap for me
Or go as far as gettin' guns and clap for me
Ain?t even here to get a platinum plaque for me
I talk to them but they don?t talk back to me

I ain?t know you that long so ain?t much I can ask of you
And when I reminisce, I can?t take it back wit' you
I can?t ask "Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?"
So I don?t really need to rap wit you, ya know?

We might be from a different hood but we the same niggas
Don?t be thinkin' shit all good it be them same niggas
Same niggas get caught, blame niggas
Same niggas, go to court and name, niggas

It be them same niggas, man, regardless how you feel
It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed
Them same niggas, them same niggas, them same niggas
Them same niggas, that?s why I don?t fuck wit niggas

Yo', I figured if we all out, it's all right
As long as when we all brawl we all fight
I'm under niggas hoses like roses
Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man

Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight
Just call my bluff and it be on tonight
I got words of a madman tattooed on my arm
Ain't fuckin' wit my sister 'cuz I?m mad at my mom

Blink sayin', "That ain?t you wit a gat in your palm"
But Blink, it's either that or be harmed
So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh
Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death

So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best
But I would never wanna wish her my stress
'Cause it's like when I hurt, y?all laugh
They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass

So I drink a tall glass before I spaz
Then I take it like a man and let it all pass
I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me
I show niggas love and niggas underhand me

Then they wonder why I want no family
What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from
And I fear when new year's come, 'cuz it might be the year
A good nigga die 'cuz when you good life ain?t fair

Like you call on the saints but the saints don?t hear
You could cry to the Lord, it's like Christ don?t hear
So instead of hood winkin', I give you the plain facts
If I never change, how I?m gon' change back, explain that

They sayin' Mase ain?t the same cat
But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back
Them same niggas, them same niggas
Them same niggas, them same niggas
That?s why I don?t fuck wit niggas

It's crazy like that, you know what I'm sayin'?
You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal
He think that that shit come with Rollies and they come wit' Benz's
Come with Bentleys and houses and shit
They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'

We might be from a different hood but we the same niggas
Don?t be thinkin' shit all good it be them same niggas
Same niggas get caught, blame niggas
Same niggas, go to court and name, niggas

It be them same niggas, man, regardless how you feel
It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed

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Monday, August 16, 2010

Top O' The Morning To Ya - Lyrics - Fine Malt - House Of Pain

Title: Top O' The Morning To Ya
Album: Fine Malt
Artist: House Of Pain
Composer(s): Daniel Kevin O'Connor, Eric Schrody, Leor Dimant, Willie Dixon

Lyric:
She won't come
Just when you want it

Ya see, I'm Irish but I'm not a leprechaun
You wanna fight then step up and we'll get it on
You gotta right to the grill, I'm white and I ill
A descendant of Dublin with Titanic skill

I ducked and I swing, next thing your jaw's broken
Punk I ain't jokin', you can bet you'll be chokin'
On a fist full a nothin', meanwhile I'll be puffin'
On a fat blunt, run punk, you don't know the half

Tryin' to talk shit, man, please don't make me laugh
These Irish eyes are smilin', I'm buckwildin'
The House of Pain is pumpin', start jumpin'
Freak it, funk it, back seat junk it

If you can't get with it, you'll wind up sweatin' it
Then you'll get a beatin' just like an egg
It's so hard to run when you've got a broken leg
But we can have a run off, the House of Pain'll come off

We got the cake that you're tryin' to get a crumb off
The Irish stylee, the Celtic jazz
No one has it, just us that's it
If you try to take it, I got a big shileighly

I don't have dreads 'cause I shave my head daily
You call me a skinhead, I call you a pin head
Yo, where you been man, just like the tin man
You got no heart, here comes the good part

I pick 'em, buck 'em, cut 'em up, and buck them down
No fuckin' around
Home boy ya get clown like Krusty, trust me
You shouldn't play and by the way

Top o' the mornin' to ya
(What's the hassle man?)
Top o' the mornin' to ya
(What's the hassle man?)
Top o' the mornin' to ya
(What's the hassle man?)
Top o' the mornin' to ya
(Hey, are you givin' us a hassle man?)

Greetin's, salutations
Peace to the nations of Zulu and Islam
Crack the bottle, rev the throttle
Put the gear in, now you're steerin' like Mario Andretti

So let me kick it, cause I can make a wicked
Noise like a cricket
Rubbin' his legs
My rhymes are like eggs

I'll keep layin' 'em, I'll keep sayin' 'em
This is the House of Pain, we're far from plain
But we're not fancy, Ron and Nancy
So just say no but I say go

Straight to hell, I kiss and tell
So if you're a ho, all my friends know
What you gotta say, let's hit the hay
And have no delay, and yo by the way

Top o' the mornin' to ya
(What's the hassle man?)
Top o' the mornin' to ya
(What's the hassle man?)
Top o' the mornin' to ya
(What's the hassle man?)
Top o' the mornin' to ya
(Hey, are you givin' us a hassle man?)

Extra extra, read all about it
How could ya doubt it? Now scream and shout it
The House of Pain soon will reign
Over the hip hop scene and like golden green

I rip shit and back flip like a Jedi
I roll with the groove and I'm smooth and you can bet I
Come correct and get respect when I'm flowin'
Collectin' my dough, I got your girlfriend ho-in'

And how do I know that she's funk?
I know she's broke cause yo, the T's hung
Like a Shetland pony, gettin' paid like Sony
So never ever try to play me out like a phony
'Cause I can get real thick like a bull with Mark Toneil

And by the way, top o' the mornin' to ya
(What's the hassle man?)
Top o' the mornin' to ya
(What's the hassle man?)
Top o' the mornin' to ya
(What's the hassle man?)
Top o' the mornin' to ya
(Hey, are you givin' us a hassle man?)

{He who breaks the law goes back to the House of Pain
He who breaks the law goes back to the House of Pain}

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