I Never Let You Cross My Mind - Lyrics - Marty Robbins

Title: I Never Let You Cross My Mind
Artist: Marty Robbins
Composer(s): F Rose

Lyric:
I never let you cross my mind unless I want you to
You're not my worry anymore except when I feel blue
I never think about the time when you were all my own
I never let you cross my mind except when I'm alone

You're just another memory I think about at times
When someone plays the organ and they ring those wedding chimes
I've broken all the ties that bind you're locked outside my heart
I never let you cross my mind except when we're apart

I never let you cross my mind 'cause that would fan the flame
I'm much too busy havin' fun till someone calls your name
I always find a lot to do to make the minutes fly
I never let you cross my mind except when you pass by

You're just another memory I think about at times
When someone plays the organ and they ring those wedding chimes
I'm getting lots of rest at night, at least that's how it seems
I'd never let you cross my mind except in all my dreams

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Cross My Mind - Lyrics - Jill Scott

Title: Cross My Mind
Artist: Jill Scott
Composer(s): Jill H. Scott, Ronald Frost

Lyric:
I was just thinkin' about you
Wonderin' if you wear the same cologne?
Smelled good on you
Had the next boyfriend of mine try that same kind
But it stunk on him though

You know what they say
Everythin' ain´t for everybody
But I tried anyway
You sure did smell good

Hey, eh, yeah
You just runnin' across my mind
You just runnin' across my mind
You just runnin' across my mind
You just runnin' across my mind

You had that masculine thing down
Shoulders, back straight, never slumpin', never round
It would turn me on just to see you walk
Into a room, across the room, out of the room
You really impressed me

Hey, eh, yeah
You just runnin' across my mind
You just runnin' across my mind
You just runnin' across my mind
You just runnin' across my mind

I know if I pick up this phone
Write this letter, send this two way
I know I'm gonna say some things
I know you gonna say some things
That we both don?t mean to say

Like, how amazin', how amazin'
When you would spread my limbs cross continents
Bumped my bed way over mountains and ya
Kiss this and this and this and this
And this and this and this and this
And this and this and this and that, hey
Show each other where the climax is at

You're just runnin' across my mind
Across my mind
You're just runnin' across my mind
You're just runnin', hey

I was just thinkin' about you
And wonderin' what you're doin'
I mean what you?ve been up to?
I know it's wrong feelin' so strong
Let me take a second minute
I will think this thing through

I was just thinkin' about you
And wonderin' what you're doin'
I mean what you?ve been up to?
I know it's wrong feelin' so strong
Let me take a second minute
I will think this thing through

Remember all the moments for two
How we used to, ooh, yeah
But the reality, honestly
That you where never good for me
And I was never good for you
I just remember what we used to do

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Hell No (Leave Home) - Lyrics - The Makings Of Me - Monica

Title: Hell No (Leave Home)
Album: The Makings Of Me
Artist: Monica
Composer(s): Carl Mitchell, Bryan Cox, Sean Garrett

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Lyric:
Monica, Twista, Twista, you already know

It's the 17th, one week before the day you were born
I been makin' big plans just for over a month
Tryin' to make this the best birthday you ever had
Show you that you're my baby

Damn, all this strain got me feelin' somethin's wrong
Pulled up to my gate, they keep sayin', ?He's gone?
Found envelopes in between my door
Biggest day got me panickin', what the hell this letter gonna read?

Hell no, you say you don't want it no more
Hell no, you say you can't give me what I want
Hell no, how you just gonna leave
When I stayed wit you through hard times and you cheated?

Hell no, I hate to say it but I need it
Hell no, God, please talk to me
Hell no, your so called love was so deep when it told you
You should run far and not give a damn about me

How could you leave me when you see me desperately
In need of what we had before? How could you leave home
I cried so many times but never did it cross my mind
To think but let it go, how could you leave home

Didn't even ever see if we ever meant this shit before
But we been down this road before, how could you leave home
How could you leave me, baby? Please my heart is beating
For the beat we had before, how could you leave home

Now I need you, wanna laugh, wanna stand
Wanna get just one more chance just to see you
All my friends, all my kin say, ?Mo, just let that end?
But I breath you

In the driveway, I found pictures on the ground of our first date
I never in a million years thought this would be me
I'm trapped in love with somebody that no longer thinks
I'm somebody special, look at me

Hell no, you say you don't want it no more
Hell no, you say you can't give me what I want
Hell no, how you just gonna leave
When I stayed wit you through hard times and you cheated?

Hell no, I hate to say it but I need it
Hell no, God, please talk to me
Hell no, your so called love was so deep that it told you
You should run far and not give a damn about me

How could you leave me when you see me desperately
In need of what we had before? How could you leave home?
I cried so many times but never did it cross my mind
To think but let it go, how could you leave home?

Didn't even ever see if we ever meant this shit before
But we been down this road before, how could you leave home?
How could you leave me, baby? Please my heart is beating
For the beat we had before, how could you leave home?

Monica and Twista, y'all

I remember when you said I couldn't get none of that
Then I remember when you let me hit it from the back
I remember we was young and sprung
And steady talkin' on the phone and how we both kept runnin' back

To each other, we were always together forever to the end
I don't really know why I froze up
Plannin' for a weddin' but gettin' married, it's scary
Now I got you cryin' 'cause a nigga didn't show up
Can't really tell you why but I'm Twista from the Chi
And I'm dyin' inside 'cause I know I really want you

So for leavin' one day, I will have to give you the answer, girl
But right now, I can't tell you why I left, girl
Sweet personality and good sex, girl
Fear will take a man life, you suppose to be my wife
Goodbye, hope to see you in the next world

You was all up under me, actin' like you was so in love
I was talkin' 'bout you but thug nigga, what you runnin' for?
Cop wit you in the Benz, you the first one seen on the block wit it
Took you to the club, showed you how to 'Lean Wit It, Rock Wit It'

You was bold when you wanna get some of that
When you wanna hit the hole like a running back
Then you left, now you wanna come runnin' back
Hell no, nigga, I don't wanna hear none of that

I know you quick, betta spit that shit to so
All I ever wanna say to you is
How could you leave me when you?
How could you leave me when you?

How could you leave me when you see me desperately
In need of what we had before? How could you leave home?
I cried so many times but never did it cross my mind
To think but let it go, how could you leave home?

Didn't even ever see if we ever meant this shit before
But we been down this road before, how could you leave home?
How could you leave me, baby? Please my heart is beating
For the beat we had before, how could you leave home?

All the women I caught you with
Still I didn't leave but I didn't forget
All those women I caught you with
Maybe I didn't leave but I didn't forget

All those women I caught you with
But I didn't leave but I didn't forget
All those women, women I caught you with
I didn't leave but I didn't forget

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Never Make A Promise - Lyrics - Dru Hill - Dru Hill

Title: Never Make A Promise
Album: Dru Hill
Artist: Dru Hill
Composer(s): Daryl Simmons

Lyric:
I don't have to think about it
I've never been in love
And I only dreamed about it
I wondered what it was

But now I think I know It's clear to me
You've made me understand
I'm so proud to say I love you
I'm so proud to be your man, yes I am

I promise I'll never hurt you
I'll never make you cry
I'll promise I'll never hit you
Cross my heart and hope to die

'Cause I know I'll keep you safe
I'll keep you warm
I'll keep you satisfied
Be your sunshine in the morning
Be your everything at night

You told me what you wanted
I gave you what you need
I told ya that I love you
Make it good for you and me
And I never make a promise
That I can't keep, that ain't me

You told me what you wanted
And I gave you what you need
I told ya that I love you
Make it good for you and me
And I never make a promise
That I can't keep, that ain't me

Ain't no way to get around it
Now you're stuck with me. baby, baby
Did you know that you'd be surrounded
By my love and ecstasy

This is the start of one great love affair
That's never, never, never gonna end
We can share the world together
Oh, this is where it begun

You told me what you wanted
I gave you what you need
I told ya that I love you
Make it good for you and me
And I never make a promise
That I can't keep, that ain't me

You told me what you wanted
And I gave you what you need
I told ya that I love you
Make it good for you and me
And I never make a promise
That I can't keep, that ain't me

Girl I'll stand by you
If you give me your hand
I'll make love to you baby
Your every wish is my command

Let's play out your fantasies
I'll make you lose your mind
Take you places you ain't never been before
I promise you in time

You told me what you wanted
I gave you what you need
I told ya that I love you
Make it good for you and me
I never make a promise
That I can't keep, that ain't me

You told me what you wanted
I gave you what you need
I told ya that I love you
Make it good for you and me
I never make a promise
That I can't keep, that ain't me

If I make a promise to you
Then baby that's what I'll do
I've have nothing to lose
I'll give my whole world to you
I never make a promise
That I can't keep, that ain't me

I'm a man of my word
For you I'm always concerned
That you'll never be hurt
It's for better or worse
I never make a promise
That I can't keep, that ain't me

You told me what you wanted
I gave you what you need
I told ya that I love you
Make it good for you and me
I never make a promise
That I can't keep, that ain't me

You told me what you wanted
I gave you what you need
I told ya that I love you
Make it good for you and me
I never make a promise
That I can't keep, that ain't me

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Enough Cryin - Lyrics - The Breakthrough - Mary J Blige

Title: Enough Cryin
Album: The Breakthrough
Artist: Mary J Blige
Composer(s): Shawn C Carter, Mary J Blige, Rodney Jerkins, Craig Brockman, Sean Garrett

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Lyric:
Dog child, Mary

'Cause I'm the sex was good you had my mind
And I, I let you come back every time
You would violate and cross the line
And you knew that I would be the type to

Always wait so patiently thinkin'
You was comin' home to me
Well, damn, I never heard the keys
Or felt ya taps sayin', "Are you asleep?"

Rewind that

'Cause the sex was good you had my mind
And I, I let you come back every time
You would violate and cross the line
And you knew that I would be the type to

Always wait so patiently thinkin'
You was comin' home to me
Well, damn, I never heard the keys
Or felt ya taps sayin', "Are you asleep?"

Don't wanna play house no more
So dumb to think you gon' marry me
I got to be out my mind to think
I need someone to carry me

I've done enough cryin', cryin', cryin'
It's time to say bye, bye, bye
It's time I do something for me

It's time I choose my foes
Choose my friends, be with my family
Baby, listen, girlfriend, where you been?
We ain't seen you in weeks

Been chasin' this fool around
Thinkin' he gon' hold me down
I would follow his lead
Thinkin' I would be the one he keep around

When I ain't need it, not ya finance
And all that I needed, real commitment
I really couldn't see it, not the real man
You said you was being in this relationship

So many men think
That all a girl needs
Is to be sold a dream
But I won't fall for it

Don't wanna play house no more
You're so dumb to think you gon' marry me
I got to be out my mind to think
I need someone to carry me

I've done enough cryin', cryin', cryin'
It's time to say bye, bye, bye
It's time I do something for me

Don't wanna play house no more
You treat me all wrong tired of you playin' me
I been lookin' at the front door
This ain't yours so let me come in

Don't wanna play house no more
No more, tired of you playin' me
I've done enough cryin', cryin', cryin'
It's time I do something for me

You turned ya back and back I came runnin'
But the simple fact is that you ain't want me
Done enough lyin' and cryin' to myself
Nothin' left to do but move

What else can I do but leave?
I believed-ed you when Mary need
But now I gotta breeze, I be's with LT
When you come to ya senses

But then it's too late
That's always how it be
Catch me with the B's
On the wheels Giuseppe on the heels

Shoulda Marc Jacob, Fe Fe bag me
When you had me, next dude will gladly
Pick up where you left off
Ice me, wife me, you ain't gon' have me

Cryin', cryin', cryin'
It's time to say bye, bye, bye
It's time I do something for me

Don't wanna play house no more
So dumb to think you gon' marry me
I got to be out my mind to think
I need someone to carry me

I've done enough cryin', cryin', cryin'
It's time to say bye, bye, bye
It's time I do something for me

Don't wanna play house no more
So dumb to think you gon' marry me
I got to be out my mind to think
I need someone to carry me

I've done enough cryin', cryin', cryin'
It's time to say bye, bye, bye
It's time I do something for me, for me, for me

It's time I do something for me, for me, for me

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Nowadays - Lyrics - Maria

Title: Nowadays
Artist: Maria
Composer(s): Alex Cantrell, Marie Louise Simo Jensen, Carsten Schack, Peter Biker

Lyric:
Do you still remember twenty five of December
You told me forever, you and I would be together
The memory still lingers, the diamond, my finger
A promise that you'd break, believing it was my mistake

The house, the dreams, the plans it seems
We had to let the picture fade
And so unfair, but it was clear
We had to go out separate ways

I wonder what you're like nowadays
Oh oh, I used to know
Something tells me that you've changed
Oh oh, baby I wonder

Can't lie you've cross my mind sometimes
That's why I wonder what you're like nowadays
Oh oh, I wonder, I wonder, I wonder

I find my self missing the flowers that you'd bring
I thought you were my king, so why am I here reminiscing
It's not that I'm hoping to fix what's been broken
But something so deep is not forgotten easily

I wonder what you're like nowadays
Oh oh, I used to know
Something tells me that you've changed
Oh oh, baby I wonder

Can't lie you've cross my mind sometimes
That's why I wonder what you're like nowadays
Oh oh, I wonder, I wonder, I wonder

I know that you might be loving someone new
But boy I bet that you still think about me too
Even though I know that things could never be the same
I think it's alright, for me to wonder what you're like
Nowadays

I wonder what you're like nowadays
Oh oh, I used to know
Something tells me that you've changed
Oh oh, baby I wonder

Can't lie you've cross my mind sometimes
That's why I wonder what you're like nowadays
Oh oh, baby I wonder

I wonder what you're like nowadays
Oh oh, I used to know
Something tells me that you've changed
Oh oh, baby I wonder

Can't lie you've cross my mind sometimes
That's why I wonder what you're like nowadays
Oh oh, I wonder, I wonder, I wonder

Nowadays, what you're like nowadays
I'm wondering
Nowadays, what you're like nowadays

Nowadays, what you're like nowadays
I'm wondering
Nowadays, what you're like nowadays

Something tells me that you've changed
I wonder what you're like nowadays
Nowadays

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Never Gonna Bounce (The Dream) - Lyrics - Mind of Mystikal - Mystikal

Title: Never Gonna Bounce (The Dream)
Album: Mind of Mystikal
Artist: Mystikal
Composer(s): Leroy Edwards, Michael Tyler

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Lyric:
Y'all bitches
Get ya' mind right
Get'cha, get'cha mind right
Get'cha, get'cha mind right
Get'cha, get'cha mind right

I'm tryin' to do my thang like a rap star tryin' to stay clean
Ache my hands and avoid the game but it's hard
'Cuz I can ball dope and get paid like a muthafucker
Gotta be another way to pay T. Tucker
Used to roll twenties by the ounce
My papa got a brand new mag it's called bounce

Crackers wanna label me a nigga man but I'm a bigga man
I said fuck that or do go to trigga man
It's the new somethin' cream goin' 'round
It started in the saint town and now it move to ghost town

Said tonight was time but where your gat?
Niggas get wild when they hear botty-at, booty-at
You bitches tryin' to pussy-pop
Dealin' herb, slung tapes ten dollas a rock

Ya gotta take what you need, take what you want
Slingin' tapes out the club and tapes out the trunk
When the trigga man bails soft
Take 'em to the saint tell him rock another block

Party. DJ Irv had that shit bumpin'
T.T. Tucker had the dance floor jumpin'
The whole project full of hoes
(Come on, go T.T. go T.T. go)
But if a nigga jumps stupid I'm blast ya'
(Who put this fuckin' thing together?)
Me, that's me that's who, I told you don't fuck with me

Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce

Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce

Ooh, see I'm the one that you talkin' 'bout
Drop a little red tape and a stone in the sword
And my pocket got swoll from insurance
I bought a little more gold and fucked a lotta' more hoes

All them bitches know what's up
(How they know, how they know?)
They heard me on the radio buddah I set up
Where-he-at hittin' dead home if it wasn't bumpin'
In your ride it was bumpin' in your headphones

No it ain't gone to my head, 'cuz I ain't gon' let it
Damn it feel good gettin' sweated, huh, huh, huh
Uptown, downtown, cross the river, don't matter
I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga, the nigga nigga

One brick object
Couldn't keep my muthafuckin' ass out that project
Shit, that's when it, 5-0 busted in
There was a raid and I was captured

Alright, all you niggas on the floor right now
Down, get out the way
Ay man, why you fuckin' wit' me?
I'm the fuckin' boss, I put this shit together
I tol' you that shut the fuck up
I don't give a fuck who you are
Get your ass down on the floor

Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce

Man calm down, calm down
Yo T.T. don't trip, 'cuz when them laws let you loose
Boy we gon' handle this, see you gonna get your shot at limelight
But in the meantime in between time keep your mind right

(But man they said that I was wanted)
For what?
(Narcotics, Homicide, shoplifting warrant
(So much shit, I can't finish)
This call concludes this minute
(Hello? Hello? Bitch, you gon' hang up on me)

Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright

Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce

Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce

Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce

Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce

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Only Begotten Son - Lyrics - Venni Vetti Vecci - Ja Rule

Title: Only Begotten Son
Album: Venni Vetti Vecci
Artist: Ja Rule
Composer(s): I Lorenzo, J Atkins, R Mays, T Fyffe

Lyric:
He who believeth in Ja shall not be condemned
But he that believeth not is condemned already
Only because he has not believed
In the name of the only begotten son, my Lord

For he so feared the world he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood show that pain is love
But I wont cry 'cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money and my guns to the sky

For he so feared the world he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I wont cry 'cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money and my guns to the sky

Yeah, why would you leave somethin you love here to die
In the cold and it grows like a concrete rose
Beautiful, ain't I? Till I withered and died
On insane streets you left me and, screamin' "Lord let me in"

I don't know where to begin since I lost your love
But then again your love was strictly for the drugs
I don't know whether to hug or to fill you with slugs
Fuckin' them whores instead of claimin' whats rightfully yours

Hole in my heart from all the pain you caused
With no direction you left your first born lost
Give or take a few 'cause my hate for you
Grew, over the years through blood, sweat, and tears

I wanted to be just like you, my father figure, now I wanna fight you
You bitch nigga, left me 'lone and parts of me never out grown
The fact that you left home when mom's was so strong
"Don't let them get you fed, this world is yours", she said

Now nothin' that stoppin' me but two to the head
In life there's more to come when it's all said and done
You lost one, love, your only begotten son

For he so feared the world he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I wont cry 'cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money and my guns to the sky

For he so feared the world he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I wont cry 'cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money and my guns to the sky

But what a nigga live for and damn ready to die young
I'm the shadow behind the gun look at what I've become
The feared of many niggas, the floss of most bitches
The love that runs deepest in the hearts of street niggas

Raised in the ghetto by the ghetto, was taught young to pop the metal
Thats how shit get settled, learn to cook up the coke
Never leave home without toast
Learn to fly my bitches with birds and furs not coats

Never trust ya from a toddler to hustla
I was trained as a youngsta to cock back and slug ya
Love me or hate me, ya only son
Let me live or kill me, the chosen one

Ja, under the gun gotta kill 'em for show
If you want it you gonna get more then you askin' for
Life's got more to come but when its all said and done
You lost one, love, your only begotten son

For he so feared the world he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I wont cry 'cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money and my guns to the sky

For he so feared the world he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I wont cry 'cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money and my guns to the sky

I wanted to be forever yours, looking now at nothin' more than
Two lost souls lookin' to meet at the cross roads
I burn the hydro, lay back with my eyes closed
In deep thought like Brittany is somethin' I'd die for

How the fuck do you sleep at night?
Knowin' you wrong the only thing you ever did right
Despite the loss I stretch the length of a short
Now I got a new father whose name is New York

Runnin' wild in the streets with heat, we don't talk
'Cause when its cold you basically live life in dark
When light would shine from the heavens
And bless one, Ja Rule love, your only begotten son

For he so feared the world he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I wont cry 'cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money and my guns to the sky

For he so feared the world he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I wont cry 'cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money and my guns to the sky

For he so feared the world he left his only begotten son
To shed his blood, show that pain is love
But I wont cry 'cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money and my guns to the sky

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Never Gonna Bounce - Lyrics - Mystikal

Title: Never Gonna Bounce
Artist: Mystikal
Composer(s): Leroy Edwards, Michael Tyler

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Lyric:
Y'all bitches
Get ya' mind right
Get'cha, get'cha mind right
Get'cha, get'cha mind right
Get'cha, get'cha mind right

I'm tryin' to do my thang like a rap star tryin' to stay clean
Ache my hands and avoid the game but it's hard
'Cuz I can ball dope and get paid like a muthafucker
Gotta be another way to pay T. Tucker
Used to roll twenties by the ounce
My papa got a brand new mag it's called bounce

Crackers wanna label me a nigga man but I'm a bigga man
I said fuck that or do go to trigga man
It's the new somethin' cream goin' 'round
It started in the saint town and now it move to ghost town

Said tonight was time but where your gat?
Niggas get wild when they hear botty-at, booty-at
You bitches tryin' to pussy-pop
Dealin' herb, slung tapes ten dollas a rock

Ya gotta take what you need, take what you want
Slingin' tapes out the club and tapes out the trunk
When the trigga man bails soft
Take 'em to the saint tell him rock another block

Party. DJ Irv had that shit bumpin'
T.T. Tucker had the dance floor jumpin'
The whole project full of hoes
(Come on, go T.T. go T.T. go)
But if a nigga jumps stupid I'm blast ya'
(Who put this fuckin' thing together?)
Me, that's me that's who, I told you don't fuck with me

Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce

Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce

Ooh, see I'm the one that you talkin' 'bout
Drop a little red tape and a stone in the sword
And my pocket got swoll from insurance
I bought a little more gold and fucked a lotta' more hoes

All them bitches know what's up
(How they know, how they know?)
They heard me on the radio buddah I set up
Where-he-at hittin' dead home if it wasn't bumpin'
In your ride it was bumpin' in your headphones

No it ain't gone to my head, 'cuz I ain't gon' let it
Damn it feel good gettin' sweated, huh, huh, huh
Uptown, downtown, cross the river, don't matter
I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga, the nigga nigga

One brick object
Couldn't keep my muthafuckin' ass out that project
Shit, that's when it, 5-0 busted in
There was a raid and I was captured

Alright, all you niggas on the floor right now
Down, get out the way
Ay man, why you fuckin' wit' me?
I'm the fuckin' boss, I put this shit together
I tol' you that shut the fuck up
I don't give a fuck who you are
Get your ass down on the floor

Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce

Man calm down, calm down
Yo T.T. don't trip, 'cuz when them laws let you loose
Boy we gon' handle this, see you gonna get your shot at limelight
But in the meantime in between time keep your mind right

(But man they said that I was wanted)
For what?
(Narcotics, Homicide, shoplifting warrant
(So much shit, I can't finish)
This call concludes this minute
(Hello? Hello? Bitch, you gon' hang up on me)

Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright

Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce

Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce

Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce

Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce
Never gon' bounce
Never, never gon' bounce

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Lethal Weapon - Lyrics - The Iceberg / Freedom Of Speech... Just Watch What You Say - Ice T

Title: Lethal Weapon
Album: The Iceberg / Freedom Of Speech... Just Watch What You Say
Artist: Ice T
Composer(s): Charles Andre Glenn, Tracy Marrow

Lyric:
E V I L E and Ice T are on a jack move
Layin' down the dope groove, smokin' those who disapprove
Wreckin' the deck, you'll regret if you cross punk
Rollin' like a Mack truck, waxin' those who talk junk
Violent your end, I got your face in my crosshairs
Wanna see your dome bust sucker 'cause I don't care
Nuttin' 'bout you, your crew, because you talk shit
I'm the Lethal Weapon boy, ridin' the apocalypse

If you're in my way, then lay beneath the ground soon
Violence is my business fool, the microphone of doom
Mission that's to cure all punks as I bust caps
Peelin' your back, my ammunition hollow-point raps
You try to run, that makes it even more fun
I just cold lamp and vamp you with the shotgun
Cops try to flex but guns they'll never find
My Lethal Weapon's my mind

"A lethal weapon
A lethal weapon
A lethal weapon
An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin'"

A lethal weapon
A lethal weapon
An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin'

You hit the deck, as rap busts from my lips
You think I'm finished, I load another clip
Look in my face, I crack an evil grin
Lyrics bring death from the microphone Mac-10
Sucker MC's, you ain't down with the Syndicate
Try to kick game, but end up talkin' weak shit, yo
You're weak, you're wack, you need to quit you lil punk bitch
Go and freak your mother, go dig a damn ditch
Get out my face, I'm tired of the press too
You write about me, I write about you
You think I'm violent, but listen and you will find
My Lethal Weapon's my mind

A lethal weapon
A lethal weapon
A lethal weapon
An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin"

A lethal weapon
A lethal weapon
An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin'"

Up against the wall, it's Valentine's Day
The Massacre's about due for a replay
I'm about to explode like a hand grenade
Evil E do damage on the crossfade
Cuts like a battleaxe
You try to bite, get iced, my raps are boobytraps
Claim of mine, designed by the Ice himself
You beg for mercy as you read the hand you're dealt
'Cause there's no let up, you walked into a set up
It's suckin' you down and now you can't get up

Why because you froze the moment we met up
And I never run punk, I go head up
I ain't no fool and new jack poppin' fake rap
I rap from the heart and soul, where only facts are kept
Many rappers sell-out pop and other MC's slept
I ain't in no playin' mood, so nigga watch your step
'Cause if you cross the boss, you go to bed quick
Know my situation boy, don't diss the Syndicate
'Cause use when we chose to move, you're gone
And no remains they'll find
My Lethal Weapon's my mind

"A lethal weapon
A lethal weapon
A lethal weapon
An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin'"

A lethal weapon
A lethal weapon
An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin

More bodies than John Gotti, the Lethal Weapon is slaying
Just open any book, that's ammo to the brain
What really matters, is how well is your weapon trained
Some would say genius, while others would say insane
The Weapon power has been witnessed upon my page
From Martin Luther's "dream", to Hitler's psycho rage
What's more powerful, the brain or a twelve gauge?
The words I speak have scared many people to this stage
But promote violence, I really have to disagree
It's entertainment, like "Terminator" on TV
But some'll never see, you're stupid ignorant and blind
The Lethal Weapon's the mind!

"A lethal weapon
A lethal weapon
A lethal weapon
An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin'"
(The mind)

A lethal weapon
A lethal weapon
An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin'

The mind

You know what I'm sayin'?
I got my jammy with me at all times, you know what I'm sayin'?
They can't take this one thing away from me
That's got more power than any gun in the world
You know what I'm sayin'? I'm talkin' 'bout brain power homeboy
They can't mess with me 'cause I'm too smart for them out there
You know what I'm sayin'? Fully strapped, always packed
Go to the library and get some more ammo
You know what I'm sayin'?

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All You Had To Say - Lyrics - So Blu - Blu Cantrell

Title: All You Had To Say
Album: So Blu
Artist: Blu Cantrell
Composer(s): Diandre Davis, Orenthal Harper, Thabiso Nkhereanye, Tiffany Cobb

Lyric:
All you had to say
Was that you want me
All you had to say
Was that you cared
All you had to say
Was that you love me
Instead you were
Never really there

You came into my life
When I was with somebody else
I opened up my heart to you
And told you how I felt
I never looked at you
As nothin' more than just a friend
But your sweet words
Your sweet kiss
Baby, I let you right in

Damn! You was good
Damn! You was tight
I wish I knew you were no good
That you were just a liar

All you had to say
Was that you want me
(Want me)
All you had to say
Was that you cared
(You cared)
All you had to say
Was that you love me
(Love me)
Instead you were
Never really there

Just the sound of your voice
Makes me realize
How much I don't need you
In my life
Don't you call me on the phone
'Cause you're just wastin' time
And as a matter of fact
I swear you don't even
Cross my mind

Damn! You were good
Damn! You were tight
I wish I knew you were no good
That you were just a liar

All you had to say
Was that you want me
(Want me)
All you had to say
Was that you cared
(Cared)
All you had to say
Was that you love me
(Love me)
Instead you were
Never really there

Say goodbye
To the best thing
That you've ever had
Say goodnight
To the dreams of us getting back
No more wishin' on a star
For you and me
'Cause in my heart you and me
We'll never be, be alive, aah, ooh , oh

Tira, rira ree, ooh, ohh
Yea, yea
Tara, tap, tap, tap, tap, ohh

All you had to say
Was that you want me
(You want me)
All you had to say
Was that you cared
(You cared)
All you had to say
Was that you love me
(Love me)
Instead you were
Never really there
(Really there)

All you had to say
Was that you want me
(Love me, love me, want me, yea)
All you had to say
Was that you cared
(Yea)
All you had to say
Was that you love me
(Love me)
Instead you were
Never really there
(You were there you're really a liar)
I know
Love me, love me

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Untouchables - Lyrics - Let The Rhythm Hit 'Em - Eric B. &Amp; Rakim

Title: Untouchables
Album: Let The Rhythm Hit 'Em
Artist: Eric B. &Amp; Rakim
Composer(s): Eric Barrier, W Griffin

Lyric:
This is poetry in motion
Try to catch on, stay close to the host
And MC's try to make the road rough but I'm coastin'
Ladies hear the rhymes rub 'em on like lotion

Hit spots soothin', can't stop movin'
Go ahead, bust a sweat and you can bet I'm still coolin'
When I detain it's a brainstorm
Never the same form, every brain I rained on is warm

Takin' a trip through Memory Lane to Melody
See if you could tell if these thoughts to fell MC's
Could do you justice but you can't touch this
Some kid just tried to bust this but he just missed

I'm universal and much more merciful
So versatile with the style it's reversible
I get away even if I say a curse or two
First, let me bust another verse for you

Your arms too short to box with Ra, so quit
You don't want no kind of conflict
Or you'll get stripped as the rhyme is ripped
Pick up the pieces now ain't that peace, yeah I'm hip

Everything I said flows since my intro
I plant a thought extend and then grow
Holdin' my pen tightly it might be controversy at first
When I write the chords of research

Don't just take it for granted
When I'm gone my mind remains a planet
If I keep buildin' and teach the children
So when they read in between the lines it's filled in

I break to meditate, not a peep, concentrate
Till I'm deep awake but not asleep
At the same time risin' and advertisin' what is true
Keep advised and you can stay wise and I'm untouchable

Comin' over the bridge, take a peak at the skyline
'Cause that's how I shine not only when I rhyme
My culture's makin' me stronger, mentally
Physically I'm powerful poetry now that could be

Labeled as art placed in a museum
Style'll make scenery, now you see 'em
Exhibit a knowledge that's packed and filled with
Nothin' illiterate, it's facts I build with

My mind's untouchable which means intangible
Contents never dense, it's understandable
I study life, so I can live it the right way
No time to hear what another brother might say

Why sell a capsule of crack I don't have to?
I rhyme and sign million dollar contracts to
Put message on records that's graced with hard bass
Smugglin' microphones, this ain't Scarface

Whoever talked that talk, I wanna hawk
And don't try to 'Escape From New York'
Cross a 110th Street lookin' for a problem
It's 'Hell Up In Harlem', watch Ra solve 'em

I hear the music clear as I get near
The hundred and twenty fifth street Apollo Theater
Take a step back when I rap I step up to you
I'm untouchable

Put on my thinking cap pump the track
Test your reflex relax but in contact
You fold and lose control, so hold your partner closer
You're supposed to keep your composure

But you hear the drum said go then it gets so hype
It's like nitro opponents get petro
Remember the trademark left by the R
That's never soft or smooth, it's comin' off the hardest

In effect, you could die-tect the impostor
Takin' my props, Rakim is still proper
I'm a prophet, you can't stop it when I drop it
Everything I say, coincide with the topic

Thoughts bounce around till my skull is fractured
Inside my brain it's all manufactured
As we go deeper it's hard to find
Don't even think about it 'cause you can't read my mind

It's clear so therefore you need a ear or inclined
In the mind with some kind of idea for the style
I'm advertisin' what is true, keep advised
That you stay wise and the mind is untouchable

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Get Me Home - Lyrics - Foxy Brown

Title: Get Me Home
Artist: Foxy Brown
Composer(s): Mckinly Horton, Inga Marchand, S J Barnes, Shawn Carter, Tone Jean C Oliver, Ronald Broomfield

Lyric:
Yeah
Firm biz, what it is? Blackstreet
Na na, steady rise, peep this out
Baby gotta get you home with me tonight
Gotta get you home

Hold up, let's take it from the top, I Fox
Gets my swerve on, floss pure rocks
In the six drop boo and it don't stop
See money lookin' alright, yeah what up Pop

'Cross the room throwin' signals I'm throwin' 'em back
Flirt-in cause I, digs you like that
Peep baby boy style, hopin' we match
You sent me Crown Royale with a note attached

It said, "You look like the type that, know what you like"
I could tell by the jewels you go for the ice
Plus you wear the shoes well, the suits flows nice
I don't like the notes too well, let's be more precise

Meet me by the VIP let's pow-pow
Whisper in my ear like, "Boo let's bounce now"
I'm 'bout to say peace to my mans for you
When it's all said and done I got plans for you, he said

"Oh baby gotta get you home with me
Gotta get you home with me tonight
Oh baby, oh gotta get you home with me tonight
C'mon, c'mon"

At the bar high-post, frontin', I toast
Gettin' my flirt on, playa, ain't nuttin'
You tryin' to say the right words to get us out of here
Jackpot, what he said, "It's bullshit in here"

And his smile blind like the shine on his necklace
Mind tellin' me no, body tellin' me exit
Breasts said yes, give me more wet kisses, huh
Twist my body like the exorcist, hey

The way he licked his lips he was mackin'
True thug passion, I'm like slow down before you crashin'
Never mind him, he ain't thinkin' 'bout you
Or the way we sex, on the villa up in Malibu

Marry who? Daddy please
I'm takin' it all from the stash to the keys
So let me see, boo I'm bout to dead my mans for you
When it's all said and done I got plans for you, he said

"Oh baby, I need you want you in my life
Gotta get you home with me tonight
Gotta get you home with me tonight
Oh baby, baby I need you
Gotta get you home with me tonight right here"

Grabbed me by the hand and led the way
Outside of the club talkin' to Valet
Mind started to stray, million miles away
Contemplatin' goin' back to his crib to par-lay

Jumped in the passenger seat, relaxed my feet
As he threw on Blackstreet casually
And we cruised the metro, on premium petrol
I sized up my thighs and couldn't let go

Ta-Ta's perkin', you're makin' me high
Like Toni, work me, take me I'm hot
I thought for a second and then my mind went
Sex all around the car, isn't it ironic?

Back to reality, the soul to soul
Breathin' heavily but still in control
Wants the shy girl role, put my hand on his leg
With sex in his eyes, he turned and then, he said

"Tonight baby
Oh baby, c'mon c'mon Foxy c'mon
Gotta get you home with me tonight
Whatever you want me to do
Oh baby, do it for you baby
I need it in my life"

Oh baby, gotta get you home tonight
Oh baby, gotta get you home tonight
Oh baby

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Throw Your Hands (In The Air) - Lyrics - Amerikaz Nightmare - Mobb Deep

Title: Throw Your Hands (In The Air)
Album: Amerikaz Nightmare
Artist: Mobb Deep
Composer(s): Kanye Omari West, Budd Johnson, Kejuan Waliek Muchita

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Lyric:
Kanye and we have M O B B, yo, yeah
It's like that calm before the storm, you know
C'mon drop that, yeah, uh-huh
Just throw your hands in the air, yeah yo

I'm there for you, here with you, it's clear it's crystal
I air before you only get stronger the things, you been through
I don't kill you that's what it'll do
Run with a few multiple-scribed, they say we belong in a fuckin' zoo
We done crashed all sorts of clubs forcin' the love
Often above them cowards and them so called thugs
When we come through respect is there, 'coz we demand it
Know the Mobb is in the building, we officially landed

Keep your eyes on the man with the hammers, they can't stand us
Try to raid us the faggots snitchin' and got the cameras
Cock the cannons but shorty just keep dancin'
'Coz it might be a chance that it won't pop off
If it do stay close to the wall, we gettin' it on
You about to witness fellas who gifted in brawl
My homie Lyndon Erik Da Bob pissin' you off
This southern cat finnin' to get it so kiss ya cross

So if you goin' through it but you won't let it hold you down
Just throw up your hands, c'mon ma
We gon' party to the crack of dawn let's get it on
With the girls and me and my mans

There's only few things I die for
Infamous my family, this money, sonny I hit the sky for
We don't take time off, we take rhymes off
Come with somethin' better than that, to blow your mind more
Gettin our shine on, I think this due for a storm, hurricane Mobb
Rain on your parade and you can thank God
Or you can thank P, for simply not squeezin'
Really it wasnt called for, and you don't want it

To call for it, don't play my gun, it go off
Inside of your head oops, niggaz be dead
Then we drooped in the Coupes real heavy on the gas
Out there like the concord
I show you how to get murdered
And the cops never catch on
I show you how to do songs, then after than show
You how to do them contracts and get yours

So if you goin' through it but you won't let it hold you down
Just throw up your hands, c'mon ma
We gon' party to the crack of dawn let's get it on
With the girls and me and my mans

So if you goin' through it but you won't let it hold you down
Just throw up your hands, c'mon ma
We gon' party to the crack of dawn let's get it on
With the girls and me and my mans

We ain't finished yet c'mon baby bring it back c'mon
You know that thing in the stash box
Ready to pop bast in the spot you stunt
You know we gon' lock ass
Inevitable, can't control them slugs
Came from a place, that shape and mold them thugs
Flood the block with nothin' but that gangsta shit
Y'all dead on that, now take ya miss, bitch

It's plain to see, that you could never snake me
I never let the grass grow past my Nikes
Summertime in our wife beats, boiled this brick outside
With thermo shirts underneath tees
I stalely keep a mack on me, and let people
Try and contest Mobb Deep, uh, yeah, yeah, c'mon

So if you goin' through it but you won't let it hold you down
Just throw up your hands, c'mon ma
We gon' party to the crack of dawn let's get it on
With the girls and me and my mans

Yeah M O B Baby
Just throw up your hands
0-4 Kanye
Flip it out my nigga

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I Do - Lyrics - Drama - Jamelia

Title: I Do
Album: Drama
Artist: Jamelia
Composer(s): Jamelia Davis, Colin Emmanuel, Daniel Debourg

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Lyric:
[Foreign content]

I've been around but never found
Someone that compares to you, my friend
But how can I tell you?

That every time you cross my mind
I wish that I could be the one for you
It's time that you knew

But if I showed you how I really feel inside
Wonder what you'd do, would you run away and hide?
And if I told you what my heart is telling me
Would you tell me?
Would you feel the same way that I, I do, I do?

If you were mine, I'd think you'd find
Nobody compares to me, my friend
Then why can't you see yeah?
I try to show you, but I don't wanna push you
'Coz I don't wanna lose you, oh

But if I showed you how I really feel inside
Wonder what you'd do, would you run away and hide?
And if I told you what my heart is telling me
Would you tell me?
Would you feel the same way that I, I do, I do?

But if I showed you how I really feel inside
Wonder what you'd do, would you run away and hide?
And if I told you what my heart is telling me
Would you tell me?
Would you feel the same way that I, I do, I do, I do?

You know that I'm waiting
(You know that I'm waiting, baby)
Waiting for you to let me know

All this time that you were wasting, yeah, yeah
(All this time that you were wasting)
It could be, you and me, I am all you need

Baby, tell me, if you want me
'Coz you want me like I want you
I want you, yes, I do
I, I, I, I want it this time

But if I showed you, wonder what you'd do?
And if I told you that, would you tell me?
Would you feel the same way that I, I do

But if I showed you, wonder what you'd do?
And if I told you, would you tell me?
Would you feel the same way that I, I do

But if I showed you, wonder what you'd do?
And if I told you, would you tell me?
Would you feel the same way that I, I do

Told you, told you, told you, told you

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Screaming Jesus - Lyrics - Full Devil Jacket

Title: Screaming Jesus
Artist: Full Devil Jacket
Composer(s): Richard Joshua Brown, Johnathan David Montoya, James Michael Reaves, Kevin Dean Bebout, Brian Foster

Lyric:
Let me be your screaming Jesus
Let me be your pain-filled Christ
Let me break your mind in an instance
Show you the stinging of life, I saw the lie

I bought you life, you watch me die
I thrust this knife into your pride
You rape the truth, I rape the lie
I burn the cross into your eyes

I burn the cross into you fuckin' eyes
Let me be your burning savior
Let me let you look inside
Let me take you past the sunshine
Give you a piece of my mind, I saw the lie

I never had such urge to kill
Who's to say what I shouldn't feel
All my dreams are becoming real
Smiling faces for me to steal

I felt the times, clowns of cry
When you broke emotion to the feelings died
Start the morning, forgiveness denied
I burn the cross into your

All rise to the of horror of [Incomprehensible]the mind
Break the heart of an innocent man child
Turn your life to a breathing suicide
Break my hand before I break the

Show me what you see and why I can't
Twist your mind into a misery
I can't live a life I don't understand

I never had such urge to kill
Who's to say what I shouldn't feel
All my dreams are becoming real
Smiling faces for me to steal

I felt the times, clowns of cry
When you broke emotion to the feelings died
Start the morning, forgiveness denied
I burn the cross into your

I don't understand, don't understand
Don't understand

Fuck the world
Fuck the world
Fuck the world
...

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Z - Get This Money - Lyrics - The Best Of Both Worlds (Jay-Z & R. Kelly) - Jay

Title: Z - Get This Money
Album: The Best Of Both Worlds (Jay-Z & R. Kelly)
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Robert Kelly, Samuel J Barnes, Shawn Carter

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Lyric:
Yeah yeah
Damn it's hot
Like a muh'fucker
Yo jigga
Whassup my nigga?
Pop that water
Fo'schizzle
Yeah
Get'cha mind right, c'mon

Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh uh-uh, gettin' that money my nigga
(Woo woo woo woo)
You better call the muh'fuckin' cops
This is a crime, uh-uh, let's go

Keys to the Bentley, off to the club
Switchin' lanes like what the
Chick on the cell wanna get with a bruh
But y'all know I don't love no
(Never love her)

She, say, she, slick
I'm, like, baby, please
She say, she's got a man
But what's that got to do with me?
(F'real)

Some chicks like low-key
Wrists of, zero degrees
I'm, toxic off the Belve'
Two strippers, in my hotel suite

Fee fie and, foe fum-ah
Look out now, here I come-ah
For you haters, keepin' up trauma
Me and jigga thugged out on the come up

You got what I want, I got what you need
Let's put it together; get this money
You got what I want, I got what you need
Let's put it together; get this money

Ace hit the club 'bout five o'clock
(Woo)
Hungry 'bout to hit the Ihop
(Let's go)
After that, menage-a-trois
And he out by seven o'clock
(P-yoon)

'Cause I'm a baller, thought I told ya
Blue rocks lightin' up my shoulders
(Bling)
See y'all niggaz know y'all need to grow up
Your album ain't out, 'cause I'm the hold up

Busters wanna hoop with me
Wanna run our ways, doin' R&B
I'll, creep creep, blink blink
Cross your ass over, take it from me

Fee fie and, foe fum-ah
Look out now, here I come-ah
Gold diggers, this you gets none of
Me and jigga thugged out on the come up

You got what I want, I got what you need
Let's put it together; get this money
You got what I want, I got what you need
Let's put it together; get this money

Pull up on the block, cran-apple Benz
White tank top, cran-apple trim
Egg-shaped watch, cran-apple gems
Dice hands 'side both of them

Two rolls and I leave with a stack
Off to the club, G's in in the back
V.I.P. nigga beez like that
When you gettin' that money my nigga
(Get this money)

I spit this for my riders
Twenty-inch rims and wide body drivers
We can't let nothin' stop us
(Get this money)

Young H O V A
And the boy R. Kel', you know how we play
For that fetti, Mayne, we'll let the lead rang
You young boyz ain't ready

You don't know Nann a nigga to near jigga
To near as well as me and the boy Kel'
Yeah it's money, recognize the smell
And we up out this bitch, yell

You got what I want, I got what you need
Let's put it together; get this money
You got what I want, I got what you need
Let's put it together; get this money

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Ha ha ha ha ha ha
I gotta laugh at this shit
(Get this money)

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Oh it's too late to get scared niggaz
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Gettin' this money my nigga
(Get this money)

You got what I want, I got what you need
Let's put it together; get this money
You got what I want, I got what you need
Let's put it together; get this money
(Gettin' that money my nigga)

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