Survivor (Remix Extended Version) - Lyrics - This Is The Remix - Destiny'S Child

Title: Survivor (Remix Extended Version)
Album: This Is The Remix
Artist: Destiny'S Child
Composer(s): Mathew Knowles, Beyonce Knowles, Anthony Dent

Lyric:
Now that you're out of my life, I'm so much better
You thought that I'd be weak without you, but I'm stronger
You thought that I'd be broke without you, but I'm richer
You thought that I'd be sad without you, I laugh harder
You thought I wouldn't grow without you, now I'm wiser
Though that I'd be helpless without you, but I'm smarter
You thought that I'd be stressed without you, but I'm chillin'
You thought I wouldn't sell without you, sold nine million

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
I'm not gon' stop
I'm gon' work harder
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
I'm not gon' stop
I'm gon work harder
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'

Thought I couldn't breathe without, I'm inhaling
You thought I couldn't see without you, perfect vision
You thought I couldn't last without you, but I'm lastin'
You thought that I would die without you, but I'm livin'
Thought that I would fail without you, but I'm on top
Thought it would be over by now, but it won't stop
Thought that I would self destruct, but I'm still here
Even in my years to come, I'm still gonna be here

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
(Yea)
I'm not gon' stop
I'm gon' work harder
(Oh, yea)
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
(Yea)
I will survive
Keep on survivin'
(Yea)

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
(Oh, yea)
I'm not gon' stop
(I'm not)
I'm gon' work harder
(I'm gon work harder, yea)
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
(I will survive yea)
Keep on survivin'

I'm wishin' you the best
(The best)
Pray that you are blessed
(Whoo whoo)
Bring much success, no stress, and lots of happiness
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gon' blast you on the radio
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gon' lie on you and your family
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gon' hate on you in the magazines
('m better than that)
I'm not gon' compromise my Christianity
(I'm better than that)
You know I'm not gon' diss you on the Internet
'Cause my Mama taught me better than that

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
I'm not gon' stop
(Yea)
I'm gon' work harder
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
I'm not gon' stop
I'm gon' work harder
I'm a survivor
(Yea)
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'

Oh
(Oh)
Oh
(Oh)
Oh
(Oh)
Oh
(Oh)
Oh
(Oh)
Ohh
(Ohh)
Ohh
(Ohh)
Ohh

After all of the darkness and sadness
Still comes happiness
If I surround myself with positive things
I'll gain prosperity

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
I'm not gon' stop
I'm gon' work harder
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
(Yea)
I'm not gon' stop
(Don't stop me now)
I'm gon' work harder
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'
(Yea)

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
I'm not gon' stop
I'm gon' work harder
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
I'm not gon' stop
I'm gon' work harder
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'

I will survive being fine
I will survive being sexy
I will survive being bootylicious

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Survivor (Remix) - Lyrics - Destiny'S Child

Title: Survivor (Remix)
Artist: Destiny'S Child
Composer(s): Mathew Knowles, Beyonce Knowles, Anthony Dent

Lyric:
Now that you're out of my life, I'm so much better
You thought that I'd be weak without you, but I'm stronger
You thought that I'd be broke without you, but I'm richer
You thought that I'd be sad without you, I laugh harder
You thought I wouldn't grow without you, now I'm wiser
Though that I'd be helpless without you, but I'm smarter
You thought that I'd be stressed without you, but I'm chillin'
You thought I wouldn't sell without you, sold nine million

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
I'm not gon' stop
I'm gon' work harder
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
I'm not gon' stop
I'm gon work harder
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'

Thought I couldn't breathe without, I'm inhaling
You thought I couldn't see without you, perfect vision
You thought I couldn't last without you, but I'm lastin'
You thought that I would die without you, but I'm livin'
Thought that I would fail without you, but I'm on top
Thought it would be over by now, but it won't stop
Thought that I would self destruct, but I'm still here
Even in my years to come, I'm still gonna be here

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
(Yea)
I'm not gon' stop
I'm gon' work harder
(Oh, yea)
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
(Yea)
I will survive
Keep on survivin'
(Yea)

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
(Oh, yea)
I'm not gon' stop
(I'm not)
I'm gon' work harder
(I'm gon work harder, yea)
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
(I will survive yea)
Keep on survivin'

I'm wishin' you the best
(The best)
Pray that you are blessed
(Whoo whoo)
Bring much success, no stress, and lots of happiness
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gon' blast you on the radio
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gon' lie on you and your family
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gon' hate on you in the magazines
('m better than that)
I'm not gon' compromise my Christianity
(I'm better than that)
You know I'm not gon' diss you on the Internet
'Cause my Mama taught me better than that

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
I'm not gon' stop
(Yea)
I'm gon' work harder
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
I'm not gon' stop
I'm gon' work harder
I'm a survivor
(Yea)
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'

Oh
(Oh)
Oh
(Oh)
Oh
(Oh)
Oh
(Oh)
Oh
(Oh)
Ohh
(Ohh)
Ohh
(Ohh)
Ohh

After all of the darkness and sadness
Still comes happiness
If I surround myself with positive things
I'll gain prosperity

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
I'm not gon' stop
I'm gon' work harder
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
(Yea)
I'm not gon' stop
(Don't stop me now)
I'm gon' work harder
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'
(Yea)

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
I'm not gon' stop
I'm gon' work harder
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'

I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
I'm not gon' stop
I'm gon' work harder
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'

I will survive being fine
I will survive being sexy
I will survive being bootylicious

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I Will Survive (Remix) - Lyrics - Gloria Gaynor

Title: I Will Survive (Remix)
Artist: Gloria Gaynor
Composer(s): Dino Fekaris, Frederick J Perren

Lyric:
At first, I was afraid, I was petrified
Kept thinking, I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights thinking, how you did me wrong
And I grew strong and I learned how to get along

And so you're back from outer space
I just walked in to find you here with that sad look upon your face
I should have changed that stupid lock
I should have made you leave your key
If I'd known for just one second you'd be back to bother me

Go on now, go, walk out the door, just turn around now
'Cause you're not welcome anymore
Weren't you the one, who tried to hurt me with goodbye?
Did you think I'd crumble? Did you think I'd lay down and die?

Oh, no, not I, I will survive
Oh, as long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive
I've got all my life to live, I've got all my love to give
And I'll survive, I will survive, hey, hey

It took all the strength I had not to fall apart
Kept trying hard to mend the pieces of my broken heart
And I spent, oh, so many nights just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry but now I hold my head up high

And you see me, somebody new
I'm not that chained up little person still in love with you
And so you felt like dropping in and just expect me to be free
But now I'm saving all my loving for someone who's loving me

Go on now, go, walk out the door, just turn around now
'Cause you're not welcome anymore
Weren't you the one, who tried to break me with goodbye
Did you think I'd crumble? Did you think I'd lay down and die?

Oh, no, not I, I will survive
Oh, as long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive
I've got all my life to live, I've got all my love to give
And I'll survive, I will survive, oh

Go on now, go, walk out the door, just turn around now
'Cause you're not welcome anymore
Weren't you the one, who tried to break me with goodbye
Did you think I'd crumble? Did you think I'd lay down and die?

Oh, no, not I, I will survive
Oh, as long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive
I've got all my life to live, I've got all my love to give
And I'll survive, I will survive, I will survive

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Breakdown (The Mo' Thugs Remix) - Lyrics - Mariah Carey

Title: Breakdown (The Mo' Thugs Remix)
Artist: Mariah Carey
Composer(s): Steven Howse, Charles Scruggs, Steven Jordan, Mariah Carey, Anthony Henderson

Lyric:
Break break down, steady breakin' me on down
Break break down, steady breakin' me on down
Break break down, steady breakin' me on down
Break break down, steady breakin' me on down

You called yesterday to basically say
That you care for me but that you're just not in love
Immediately I pretended to be feeling similarly
And led you to believe I was okay to just walk away from the
One thing that's unyielding and sacred to me

Well I guess I'm trying to be nonchalant about it
And I'm going to extremes to prove I'm fine without you
But in reality I'm slowly losing my mind
Underneath the guise of smile gradually I'm dying inside

Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly
'Cause I don't want to reveal the fact that I'm suffering
So I wear my disguise 'til I go home at night
And turn down all the lights and then I breakdown and cry

So what do you do when somebody you're so devoted to
Suddenly just stops loving you and it seems they haven't got a clue
Of the pain that rejection is putting you through
Do you cling to your pride and sing "I will survive"?
Do you lash out and say how dare you leave this way?
Do you hold in vain as they just slip away?

Well I guess I'm trying to be nonchalant about it
And I'm going to extremes to prove I'm fine without you
But in reality I'm slowly losing my mind
Underneath the guise of smile gradually I'm dying inside

Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly
'Cause I don't want to reveal the fact that I'm suffering
So I wear my disguise 'til I go home at night
And turn down all the lights and then I breakdown and cry

Break break down, steady breakin' me on down
Break break down, steady breakin' me on down
It'll break ya down, only if you let it
Everday crazy situation's rockin' my mind
Tryin' to break me down but I won't let it, forget it

I been feelin' like you breakin' me down
Kickin' me 'round, stressin' me out
I think I better go and get out and let me relieve some stress
Don't ever wanna feel no pain, hopin' for the sun but it looks like rain
Lord, I just will not maintain, yeah, often feel the pressures ya' all
But never the less crazy won't fall, it's over, it's endin' here

Well I guess I'm trying to be nonchalant about it
And I'm going to extremes to prove I'm fine without you
But in reality I'm slowly losing my mind
Underneath the guise of smile gradually I'm dying inside

Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly
'Cause I don't want to reveal the fact that I'm suffering
So I wear my disguise 'til I go home at night
And turn down all the lights and then I breakdown and cry

Well I guess I'm trying to be nonchalant about it
And I'm going to extremes to prove I'm fine without you
But in reality I'm slowly losing my mind
Underneath the guise of smile gradually I'm dying inside

Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly
'Cause I don't want to reveal the fact that I'm suffering
So I wear my disguise 'til I go home at night
Turn down all the lights and then I breakdown and cry

Well I guess I'm trying to be nonchalant about it
And I'm going to extremes to prove I'm fine without you
But in reality I'm slowly losing my mind
Underneath the guise of smile gradually I'm dying inside

Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly
'Cause I don't want to reveal the fact that I'm suffering
So I wear my disguise 'til I go home at night
And turn down all the lights and then I breakdown and cry

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Cry Now (Shady Remix) - Lyrics - Eminem

Title: Cry Now (Shady Remix)
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): S Benton, B Johnson, D Moore, D Campbell, V Carlisle, A Rogers, R Johnson, C Louis, Don D. Robey, Joseph Scott, Obie Trice

Lyric:
Shady, old mix
Back, second round's on me
Kuniva, Cashis, Stat Quo, Bobby Creekwater
Obie Trice, what?

*** didn't kill me
Now a **** gon' get
Peel my cap back, I'm never at home
I'm somewhere with my **** restin' on a **** tongue

Sippin' on Don Perion while she's sippin' up them ****
Yeah, bet you hate the news holmes
You probably somewhere sittin' on the stoop huh
Sippin' on the **** plottin' to **** me later huh

When will a hater learn I'm too great on a song
I **** on the corner, send weight to the coroner
When courage make 'em turn performer
I transform into Uma Thurman, a dude's virgin

Verses lettin' superfulious with no purpose ****
Continue to walk this earth's surface
I was birthed for hip-hop branch out my services
Ya try to **** this **** that's comin' from the same turf as yas
What nerves have yas

**** because your hussles ain't worth a ****
I'm gettin' rich I'm on my way to Hugh Hefner's
Dig? With a **** you in the trenches tryin' to reach it big
On another rapper's **** go on represent where you live

Know you annoyed but don't make the mistake
I'm state to state in that Honda ****, not an Accord
I'm in that Honda G4 you will never afford
And yup it's probably ease when a **** is on board

I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know

I'll be damned if I let a **** lay his hands on me
I'll lay his **** out and park a grand dam on him
The city where the weak survive and the strong die
Where beef collides **** happen and hit the wrong guy

I done seen the worst of the worst and what can be worse
Than a verse about **** dispersed up in your shirt
The streets is like a curse **** frontin' for a ****
It's like you beggin' to die like bear huntin' with a switch

A part of my heart is gone I could never smile the same
**** finger is itchy it'll take awhile to tame
Detroit is hella dirty but the dozen can fix it
Resist and the biscuit will exceed the distance

And bounce off one's home hit and riquoche off a kid's trombone
Right to where you **** lay
Obie can tell you that death is just a few inches away
Y'all shed tears but y'all can get your feel of it today

I know
I know
I know
I know

Laugh now cry never my **** is a body part
Hit him with just enough **** to make his body hard
Now I feel like we even see Creek is here
To shine a light on you **** diseasin'

Soon as I get my karma right on Lindsy Rose I'm leavin'
Load up a **** and make it dark on them heroes I'm cheesin'
**** they got snitches on the clock gotta watch what I'm sayin'
Me buy a **** a couple rocks and the watch quit playin'

Back on my greasy my neezy nobody bread whippin
And for them ****' spectators I brought the band with me
Halftime **** and grab pine you will never grab mine ****
The dolli's was lyin' when he said you was gon' be fine ****

Cashis

Witness art of war in the phyical
Since raw coke was rushed through my umbilical
And no words from cash mouth is fixin'
Ready with dope **** I'm ever dissin'

My aura of war is raw to the core
The surface of the street when I walk through the door
My purpose is to move up pull tools you perpin'
Watch me overthrow the government in my turban

Plot up and line up solo mia
Prayin' to proof I'm searchin' for Jerry Garcia
Talk to my brother gone in the streets of the D
I'm talkin' to **** and hopin' **** waitin' on me

Take the first shot then, the second round's on me
And when the wars on the other side, me and my brother ride
I don't rap for the plaques my contracts signed just for scraps
To get you wack ****

With a gun with a **** with a bat
Take a **** through the lung, get you right what you rappin' ****
I'm born crazy raised in more fame
It's the clappin' down **** for entertainment

I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know

Young stack he the **** on tuck want war
I don't give a **** till you kiss and pucker up
It'll lift 'em up believe me you'll flow
Duracell is your family heart broke

Lookin' like an artichoke vegetable
Ho's stiff **** paralyzed from the neck down
My goon stick **** turn soldiers to stick figures
Hand on **** real life born ****

We roll out like four wheelers, **** sent us
From backstabbers and gold diggers tipsy off brown liquor
Watch me obnoxious broad call me cocky
Poppin' long **** stabbed it out the box like hockey

Especially when a **** ride it like jockey
From the Benz to the range to the black Joloppy
I'm the **** the only one who ain't heard is Foxy
Formalize a plan no man can stop me ball all, Stat Quo understand
Ya copy?

I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know

Shady
It's the re-up

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Cry Now (Remix) - Lyrics - The Re-Up - Eminem

Title: Cry Now (Remix)
Album: The Re-Up
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): S Benton, B Johnson, D Moore, D Campbell, V Carlisle, A Rogers, R Johnson, C Louis, Don D. Robey, Joseph Scott, Obie Trice

Lyric:
Shady, old mix
Back, second round's on me
Kuniva, Cashis, Stat Quo, Bobby Creekwater
Obie Trice, what?

*** didn't kill me
Now a **** gon' get
Peel my cap back, I'm never at home
I'm somewhere with my **** restin' on a **** tongue

Sippin' on Don Perion while she's sippin' up them ****
Yeah, bet you hate the news holmes
You probably somewhere sittin' on the stoop huh
Sippin' on the **** plottin' to **** me later huh

When will a hater learn I'm too great on a song
I **** on the corner, send weight to the coroner
When courage make 'em turn performer
I transform into Uma Thurman, a dude's virgin

Verses lettin' superfulious with no purpose ****
Continue to walk this earth's surface
I was birthed for hip-hop branch out my services
Ya try to **** this **** that's comin' from the same turf as yas
What nerves have yas

**** because your hussles ain't worth a ****
I'm gettin' rich I'm on my way to Hugh Hefner's
Dig? With a **** you in the trenches tryin' to reach it big
On another rapper's **** go on represent where you live

Know you annoyed but don't make the mistake
I'm state to state in that Honda ****, not an Accord
I'm in that Honda G4 you will never afford
And yup it's probably ease when a **** is on board

I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know

I'll be damned if I let a **** lay his hands on me
I'll lay his **** out and park a grand dam on him
The city where the weak survive and the strong die
Where beef collides **** happen and hit the wrong guy

I done seen the worst of the worst and what can be worse
Than a verse about **** dispersed up in your shirt
The streets is like a curse **** frontin' for a ****
It's like you beggin' to die like bear huntin' with a switch

A part of my heart is gone I could never smile the same
**** finger is itchy it'll take awhile to tame
Detroit is hella dirty but the dozen can fix it
Resist and the biscuit will exceed the distance

And bounce off one's home hit and riquoche off a kid's trombone
Right to where you **** lay
Obie can tell you that death is just a few inches away
Y'all shed tears but y'all can get your feel of it today

I know
I know
I know
I know

Laugh now cry never my **** is a body part
Hit him with just enough **** to make his body hard
Now I feel like we even see Creek is here
To shine a light on you **** diseasin'

Soon as I get my karma right on Lindsy Rose I'm leavin'
Load up a **** and make it dark on them heroes I'm cheesin'
**** they got snitches on the clock gotta watch what I'm sayin'
Me buy a **** a couple rocks and the watch quit playin'

Back on my greasy my neezy nobody bread whippin
And for them ****' spectators I brought the band with me
Halftime **** and grab pine you will never grab mine ****
The dolli's was lyin' when he said you was gon' be fine ****

Cashis

Witness art of war in the phyical
Since raw coke was rushed through my umbilical
And no words from cash mouth is fixin'
Ready with dope **** I'm ever dissin'

My aura of war is raw to the core
The surface of the street when I walk through the door
My purpose is to move up pull tools you perpin'
Watch me overthrow the government in my turban

Plot up and line up solo mia
Prayin' to proof I'm searchin' for Jerry Garcia
Talk to my brother gone in the streets of the D
I'm talkin' to **** and hopin' **** waitin' on me

Take the first shot then, the second round's on me
And when the wars on the other side, me and my brother ride
I don't rap for the plaques my contracts signed just for scraps
To get you wack ****

With a gun with a **** with a bat
Take a **** through the lung, get you right what you rappin' ****
I'm born crazy raised in more fame
It's the clappin' down **** for entertainment

I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know

Young stack he the **** on tuck want war
I don't give a **** till you kiss and pucker up
It'll lift 'em up believe me you'll flow
Duracell is your family heart broke

Lookin' like an artichoke vegetable
Ho's stiff **** paralyzed from the neck down
My goon stick **** turn soldiers to stick figures
Hand on **** real life born ****

We roll out like four wheelers, **** sent us
From backstabbers and gold diggers tipsy off brown liquor
Watch me obnoxious broad call me cocky
Poppin' long **** stabbed it out the box like hockey

Especially when a **** ride it like jockey
From the Benz to the range to the black Joloppy
I'm the **** the only one who ain't heard is Foxy
Formalize a plan no man can stop me ball all, Stat Quo understand
Ya copy?

I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know

Shady
It's the re-up

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Thank God I Found You (Remix) - Lyrics - Mariah Carey

Title: Thank God I Found You (Remix)
Artist: Mariah Carey
Composer(s): Terry Lewis, James Samuel Iii Harris, Mariah Carey

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Lyric:
I would give up everything
Before I?d separate myself from you
After so much suffering
I?ve finally found a man that?s true

I was all by myself for the longest time
So cold inside and the hurt from the heart
It would not subside
I felt like dying until you saved my life

Thank God, I found you
I was lost without you
My every wish and every dream
Somehow became reality

When you brought the sunlight
Completed my whole life
I?m overwhelmed with gratitude
'Cause baby, I?m so thankful I found you

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
I will give you everything
There?s nothing in this world I wouldn?t do
To ensure your happiness
I?ll cherish every part of you

Because without you beside me
I can?t survive, I don?t wanna try
If you?re keeping me warm each and every night
I?ll be all right 'cause I need you in my life, oh

Thank God, I found you
I was lost without you
My every wish and every dream
Somehow became reality

When you brought the sunlight
Completed my whole life
I?m overwhelmed with gratitude
'Cause baby, I?m so thankful, I found you, oh

See I was so desolate
Before you came to me
Looking back I guess it shows
That we were destined to shine

After the rain to appreciate
And care for what we have
And I go through it all over again
To be able to feel this way

Thank God, I found you
I was lost without you
My every wish and every dream
Somehow became reality

When you brought the sunlight
Completed my whole life
I?m overwhelmed with gratitude
Sweet baby I?m so thankful, I found you, oh

Thank God, I found you
I was lost without you
I?m overwhelmed with gratitude
My baby I?m so thankful, I found you, you

I?m overwhelmed with gratitude
My baby, I?m so thankful I found you

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Focus (Lakers Victory Remix) - Lyrics - Xzibit

Title: Focus (Lakers Victory Remix)
Artist: Xzibit
Composer(s): C' Taylor, A Joiner

Lyric:
Yo, turn it up a little, so you
(Focus)

Homeboy, I ain't never gon' let 'em take me under
I maintain with a mind frame to bring the rain and the thunder
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
And focus on the days and times that approach us
(Focus, focus)

Bad seeds is planted to grow large and toke us
Whatever is left will be eaten alive by the locusts
Hear me not, believe me later
You can feel the animosity through this Irwin Vega
A full clip to make this bullshit stop
I'm in the struggle to bring the underground to the top

Head lock, Las Angeles, home of the scandalous
And beautiful bitches, smell the aroma
Nothin' but doja, the Likwit soldier
Quick to fold you in half, sit back and laugh at you
Xzibit standing firm ground like a stone statue
You ever have a .45 slug blown at you?
We unstoppable, so everything is possible

Xzibit maintain focus till the casket drop
That's the only to survive and stay on top
(Focus)
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
And focus on the days and times that approach us
(Focus)

Xzibit maintain focus till the casket drop
That's the only to survive and stay on top
(Focus)
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
And focus on the days and times that approach us
(Focus)

Be on the lookout 'cuz this year some niggas gettin' took out
Takin' off of the scene, man versus machine
I live between a rock and a hard place
About face stand straight, this is General X
Dedicated to the critics that hope and pray
That some day I'll go soft
And try to swing with a gimmick and fall off
Runnin' with dogs you can't call off

Isolate to eliminate, that's the mind state
Never violate, I make your whole chest dialate
Defeat my appetite to annhilate
I carry the weight from state to state
Spread the product
Tired of friends and relatives gettin' shot up

It's time for some action like Redman and B-Real
'Cuz I can be a dead man if I stand still
Too close for comfort, I'm under the gun
Like a felon going back, I'm ready to crack
Making niggas role the credits and fade to black
Fade to black, fade to black, fade to black

Xzibit maintain focus till the casket drop
That's the only to survive and stay on top
(Focus)
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
And focus on the days and times that approach us
(Focus)

Xzibit maintain focus till the casket drop
That's the only to survive and stay on top
(Focus)
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
And focus on the days and times that approach us
(Focus)

Yeah, everyday of my life
Got clear thinking, and everything stay tight
Drop bomb shit, only bomb shit
Here come Xzibit to break it down like this

Xzibit maintain focus till the casket drop
That's the only to survive and stay on top
(Focus)
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
And focus on the days and times that approach us
(Focus)

Xzibit maintain focus till the casket drop
That's the only to survive and stay on top
(Focus)
Fast 5 days straight to meditate, build hunger
And focus on the days and times that approach us
(Focus)

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Doe Or Die (Rza Remix) - Lyrics - Az

Title: Doe Or Die (Rza Remix)
Artist: Az
Composer(s): Anthony Cruz, Sylvia Robinson, Edward Fletcher, Joe Johnson, Melvin Glover, Clifton Chase

Lyric:
Yeah, New York undercover baby
Whole lot of things done changed
Yeah, it's a lot of people puttin' black eyes in the game
You know what I mean? Alright, let's do this

Check it
I had a block locked but took a fall now I'm off my feet
I gotta eat, so it's back to these fuckin' streets
And I will grow 'cause I'm an old timer
I bring the drama to any nigga, his babies or his fuckin' mama

I gotta look like Tevin Campbell, but still I gamble
Hustle and scramble 'cause money is muscles in this damn zoo
And in order to make it, you gotta take it
Be the boom blast boom spin, break but don't fake it

That's why there's no guilt for these trife niggas bloods I spill
Took what they built, flippin' their drug game on tilt
'Cause in New York, dealin' drugs is a sport
You either sell it, smoke it shoot up or snort, either way you're caught

And since I'm in it, now I'm in it to win it, skies is the limit
So no mo' bein' some motherfucker's lieutenant
Shit, from this point that's how I feel, I wanna fly
Yeah, it's either doe or die

It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under

It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under

And other hoods I hang with, mix slang in they language
Love, kickin' that gang shit, sellin' on the same strip
Hustlin' hard, no matter how much we hated
So dedicated, even our dreams are drug related

Shit, puff bananas, not even the cops can stand us
'Cause of the way we vanish, every time they come to can us
25 we get the money live, fuck all that funny jive
The streets is our only source to survive

And before any teeny boppers think about tryin' to stop us
I rather put your head, through the propellers of a helicopter
'Cause all my peeps be playin' for keeps
Straight out the litter, so bitter, these bandits don't even need sweets

Bringin' the ruckus, like some mad motherfuckers
Move at night like truckers when suckers see us, they duck us
Shit, only the real can relate to the things a hungry man'll try
It's either doe or die

It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under

It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under

And ever since I was a tar face baby watchin' Scarface
I dreamed of guns and tons of coke on a car chase
A fat connect with a kingpin Colombian
Plus props for crooked cops, payin' him tops not to run me in

Keepin' my toaster in a shoulder holster
Havin' hoes playin' me closer, sexin' on a silk sofa
Livin' the life of the rich and trife
Rugged but sharp like a kitchen knife
Without stress from some bitchin' wife

What a life, that's why I be on what I be on
Always ready a war for, score a shoulder put me on
And until then, I won't sealin' what I'm feelin'
It was inside that I cried, but now it's spillin'

I'm goin all out until I fallout
So much of a menace, when I finish
Milkin' New York, I'll have to call out
On the run, 'cause I know feds will try and knock me
And railroad my soul to a hell hole if they got me

But not me, I'm goin' out fightin' until I fry
From hot lead no lie
Like I said, "It's either doe or die"
Doe or die, doe or die, doe or die
It's either doe or die

It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under

Visualizin' the realism of life and actuality
Fuck who's the baddest
The personal status, the pimps or salary
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under

If not why not
Either you're in it, or you're in the way baby pa
New yields, no quills
I want it all

It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under

It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder

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8 Mile Road (G-Unit Remix) - Lyrics - The New Breed - 50 Cent

Title: 8 Mile Road (G-Unit Remix)
Album: The New Breed
Artist: 50 Cent
Composer(s): Curtis Jackson, Christopher Lloyd, Marshall Mathers, Marvin Bernard

Lyric:
Yeah, 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo
G-Unit

This rap shit plays a major part of my life
So if you jeapordize it I got the right
To send a mothafucka at you tonight
G-Unit, and I ain't stoppin' to my clique poppin'

Swimmin' in barrels of money
Ma could walk around wit' a head up
And challenge you dummy
It's funny, niggaz rather see you sufferin' and hungry

I'm hungry as hell, skatin' with another nigga's money
You lyin' your ass off, you know you ain't that tough
I'm pullin' your mask off as soon as you act up
You know what I came for, it isn't the game ball

Artillary that's about as long as a chainsaw
(Lloyd Banks)
I'm wide awake, but it still feels like I'm dreamin'
Forty Cal under my pillow, condom feelin' my semen

The physical presence of a female, form of a demon
That's why, I fuck 'em and leave 'em
Get my nut while I'm breathin'
'Cause they thought they'd catch me slippin'

Now I'm duckin' and trippin'
That's a thousand dollar outfit what the fuck is you rippin'?
You trippin', more records could get my ass in position
Death wish for no religion whether Catholic or Christian

Listen, I went through, mama bitchin' in and out the kitchen
With probable cause, papa was in and out of prison
You got soldiers, but you still gotta respect ours
We got more four five's and nines than a deck of cards

You can take me out the 'hood, but can't take the 'hood out me
('Cause what?)
'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto
Niggaz hate when you do good

But when you broke, your friends and your enemies
They love you, they love you
"Chi Chi, get the llello"
Picture me being crack, out of town, trips on the trail

"Chi Chi, get the llello"
Picture me being crack
(Tony Yayo)
You can sift me, cut me, I'll turn you to a junkie
I'm the number one seller in the whole fuckin' country

Wallstreet niggaz, they cop me on the low
White boys don't call me coke, they call me blow
It's time to go, on the bus, the train, the plane
I'll smuggle, I'm nothin' but trouble

I'll make your money double
Cook me in baking soda
I'll turn your Hooprock into a new Range Rover
I'll pay all your bills and fill your 'frigerator

Feed your family, turn your man to a hater
Put me in your doorpanels or your stashbox
Put me in your Nik's, Timbs or Reeboks
If you cop three and a half you hustlin' backwards

Cop a hundred grams
You movin' forwards
You tryin' to move more birds
In PA all day, on the corner of Third

You can take me out the 'hood
But can't take the 'hood out me
(What?)
'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto
Picture me polishin' pistols, I'm comin' to get you

The shells hit you, you screamin'
Think I'm playin'? I mean it
Man, I done bought all these pistols
Let's get it poppin'

Start wavin' my emboies shell cases get the droppin'
(C'mon)
Like if it's down the corner, I got too much pride to hide
I'm outside, gun in my pocket just stunnin', I'm stoppin'
I'm dyin' to pop it, I'm young and I'm restless

You know my contestants
As the world turns, there's lessons to be learned
Count all my blessin's, clean up my weapons
I'm ready for war, the strong survive, the weak will parish

I told you before, hoes they compliment me now like "50 nice chain"
Belagio, twenty grand in chips at a dice game
Burn out, can't stop gotta watch MTV, BET
Nigga you see me

I wonder if you mad, 'cause I'm doin' good
Or 'cause niggaz feelin' me more than you in your own 'hood
And it hurts 'cause you love 'em and they don't love you back
'Cause they know you just rappin' and you don't bust a gat

You pussy, yeah, explain it to niggaz in your hood nigga
They know you fuckin' frontin' nigga
Talkin' like gangstas on a record, I see you nigga
Niggaz know me nigga, ask around in my 'hood nigga

Read the "Daily News" nigga
You see them talkin' about me nigga
I'm in the middle of all kinds of shit
Pussy, let's get it poppin'

G-G-Unit, G-G-Unit, G-G-G-Unit
G-G-G-Unit, G-Unit

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Lil' Ghetto Boy (Remix) - Lyrics - Dr. Dre

Title: Lil' Ghetto Boy (Remix)
Artist: Dr. Dre
Composer(s): Earl De Rouen, Cordozar Broadus, Edward Howard, Tracy Curry

Lyric:
So, all of you Africans, all of you Africans that wanna do thangs
That's workin' for other people, y'all need to open your own business
Save your money, quit payin' motherfuckers with jheri curls
Quit payin' motherfuckers with perms

Save your money, start your own business
And you true Africans, will have put hundreds to work
This is our future right here, this our future right here



For this little African right here to have a future
I'm a dead motherfucker

Wake up, jumped out my bed
Hung in a two man cell wit my homie Lil' 1/2 Dead
Murder was the case that they gave me
Dear God, I wonder can you save me?

I'm only 18 so I'm a young buck
It's a ride if I don't scrap, I'm getting stuck
But that's the life of a G, I guess
Ese's way deep, shanked two in they chest

Bests run 'cause brothers is dropping quicker
Uhh too late, damn, down goes another nigga
Bouncing off the walls, throwing them dogs
Getting a rep as a young hog

It ain't nuttin' like the street life
You betta be strapped wit yo shank 'cuz ain't no fist fight
So I guess I gots the handle mine
Since I did the crime, I gots ta do my time

Them say me grow up to be nuttin'
Look at me now what do you see
I am what I am it's only me

Lil' ghetto boy
Playing in the ghetto streets
What'cha gonna do when you grow up
And have to face responsibility?

Now, I'm 'trolling the dove, sitting on swoll
27 years old, off on parole, stroll
I'm back up on my feet wit my mind on the money
That I'm making as soon as I touch the street

Things done changed but it's alright
Remember they used to thump but now they blast, right
But it ain't no thing to me
'Cause now I'm what they call a loced-assed O.G.

The little homies from the hood wit grip
Are the ones I get wit 'cause I'm down respect trip
Nigga, I'm bigger than you, so what'cha wanna do?
Didn't know he had a 22

Straight sitting behind his back
I grabed his pockets and then I heard six caps
I fell to the ground with blood on my hands
I didn't understand

How a nigga so young could bust a cap
I used to be the same way back
I guess that's what I get
For trying to jack the little homies for they grip

Me learn many things of
What me see from the streets
The outcome of what I come to be

Lil' ghetto boy
Playing in the ghetto streets
What'cha gonna do when you grow up
And have to face responsibility?

Something for the real O.G.'s to get wit
Some facts made our made now you wanna run and play
Like every single day, really doe, you know me
I'm the smooth macadamien, gaming them for my homie

No need to be uncalm if you pack right
And learning just enough to keep your sack right
Late nights, I wonder what they getting fo'?
Early morning on the corners, what they hitting fo'?

Seven young G's but they serve down
In a jeep ride, east side what they swerve now
Not thinking about what's really going on
Got crept on, stepped on now they gone

I spent four years in the county wit nuttin' but convicts around me
But now I'm back at the pound
And we expose ways for the youth to survive
Some think it's wrong but we tend to think it's right

So make all them ends you can make
'Cause when you're broke you break, check it out
So ain't no need for your mama to trip
'Cause you's a hustling ass youngsta clocking your grip

And now me life as you can see
Still an O.G. for life
And always remain to be

Lil' ghetto boy
Playing in the ghetto streets
What'cha gonna do when you grow up
And have to face responsibility?

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Box In Hand (Remix) - Lyrics - Ghostface Killah

Title: Box In Hand (Remix)
Artist: Ghostface Killah
Composer(s): Patrick Charles, Dennis David Coles, Robert F. Diggs, Clifford Smith

Lyric:
Wu Tang will survive, no no, you no now
Wu Tang will survive 'cause everytime they flip a party
You know the party screams and shouts
'Cause you, damn aw, TC that was the bomb
Get all my peoples, get all my peoples headphones
All of 'em and lay 'em a death warrant
Aaaah, yo, show it off, kid, show em, what, what
Let 'em have it, bust it, hey yo, hey yo

Blend wine, who want to win mine
Shorty get a ten-round for floatin' with the richest, huh
Flexed out, Flinstone style
Your criminal pen pal kidnapped Loud, jetted the

Mosyin', posin' for them niggaz up in Poland
Rollin' wax style museum, G 'em
Them richest niggaz bless this like Russian cut V.V.S's
Slide the hatchback, black were finessing this

Them niggaz over there know, Gazelle goggles
And them Lottos, 88 style, throwin' bottles
Scenario rap, rap imperial material
Murderin' cats is like that real

Yo come do me somethin' word to Michelob peep the Land Rov'
Sleeper hold club faggots lay your dome on a stove
It's like space kid, the whole world is pitch black, Granola Rap
Dough got smaller famous team, walked up in Photomat

Black down, numerous rounds, boots is brown
Getaway driver, this white bitch from out of town
We love horse races shakin' Jakes and high-speed chases
Porno stations, drinkin' violations, God relations

90 minute Maxell tapes, instrumental breaks
Bangin' earaches, lay my verse down in two takes
The speaker pops, the Winchester rifle's in the kitchen
Murder the DJ's eyes twitchin', woofer hissin'

Yo, he's strong armin', manipulatin' niggaz, scrapin' niggaz
Takin' play from niggaz, hate fakin' niggaz, yo you hear me?
The whole shit's like wrestling
What you dare me? Back the fuck up kid, we flexin'

This rap shit bust yo' gums, and leave you stunned
Pull your plug, now you can't function
There's no total or sum to this equation, you frozen
Many may come but few are chosen

Pretty niggaz want to play the war po-sin
When the ruckus come, they be the first to get their shine stolen
Do or die, it be I, Meta-physical Man
Holding court from my Wu, indivisible clan

I see your thoughts and your hand reachin'
It's getting deep in this mud, cats heat seekin', for one blood
Nameless thugs with aimless slugs, shootin' at these stank bitches
Less he gon' bring this above, I make switches

From the lamp I grant three wishes
Johnny be parlayin', I Blaze britches, then I roll
One hundred percent mind, one hundred percent body
One hundred percent soul, individual

Assholes tend to run
From this PLO extortion to the one
The next chamber, you fuckin' with the Star Spangler
To the dawn's early light with this head-banger

Boogie, represent this shit fully
Like I'm constantly at war with the town bully
Who want that pressure, about to get smacked silly
Like a fat bitch in Spandex, Free Willy

We on some milli, check the joint, engine number nine
Niggaz wastin' time worryin' about me and mine
Get your own shit

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Y.B.E. (Remix) - Lyrics - Prodigy Of Mobb Deep

Title: Y.B.E. (Remix)
Artist: Prodigy Of Mobb Deep
Composer(s): Steven Dorsain, Christopher Dorsey, Norman Hutchins, Albert J Johnson, Nashiem Myrick, Lawrence Smith

Lyric:
Much more than you asked, so many years and tears
The blood and sweat that fell, now it speak for itself
I be the same nigga, get rich nigga, get yours nigga
Get yours nigga, we take yours nigga

Yo, yo, I can see it Dunn, yo, let's be it Dunn
And we can manifest all the cash we ever dreamed of
It's the cream I love for the team I shove
All fakeness and everything else to far away from us
Ain't no discussin' for the plush life

My niggaz go hard and knock y'all down to survive
In this jungle, wilderness, we was raised by the wolves
And the scavengers, instincts like a animal
But it toughened us, put a whole lot of thug in us
And it paid off, 'cause can't none of y'all fuck with us

Don't get it twist, I know, anyone can get touched
But my style of Dunn is too quick to bust
And too swift to just, talk in angles to
Let me straighten that shit out for you, peep it
I'm the head nigga in charge, the best kept secret

We killers but chill, Dunn, that's best kept secret
Let's not jump off the topic, we talkin' 'bout cash
Fuckin' with mines'll be much more than your ass
So many years and tears and blood and sweat that fell
This dirt underneath my fingernails speak for itself

I be the same if I had billions
You couldn't understand my pain if you lived it
Give me the riches and all of my Dunns'll be drivin'
It's beautiful to see the click, live comfortable

To the young black entrepreneurs
Get rich, get money, get paper, get paid
Keep yourself laced and get your ones
Get your Dunns out the slums
To the young black entrepreneurs

Get dollars, get cash, straight up don't get fucked
Get your bucks and get big
Stash your first millions and live off the interest
To the young black entrepreneurs
To the young black entrepreneurs

When I hit the block, pistol on my side
Bundle of dope in my socks, dime bags of powder
Sack of twenty dollar rocks, I'm a hustler
I was taught be 'bout green
Therefore, I got to have it by all means

I be thuggin', BG, was raised that way
Can't see me bein' a hoe, you'll get played that way
If I'm broke, you got coke, unhands that, yay
Be a man, don't break it off, gotta blast that K
Drama, I love that, I bring that shit

Dick get hard off that shoot 'em up and bang bang shit
I'm Mobb Deep, with this click that I'm with, believe that
Disrespect us if you want, we bang for feedback
Glock got a bad mouth, when it start it don't stop
Black talons go straight through the heart and close shop

I'ma guerrilla, I run with jackers and gangsters
Convicted felons, and believe we armed and dangerous
It gets real, I'm prepared for whatever it come to
Let me catch ya with your drawers down, I'm a down you
Police will find you in a project dumpster

Withcha dick cut off, stuffed in your mouth motherfucker
I don't care, about you or no nigga that you fuck with
Alla y'all can slip and get your head busted
B.Geezy love this, gangsta shit nigga
Whoever I beef with I creep and spank ya quick nigga

To the young black entrepreneurs
Get rich, get money, get paper, get paid
Keep yourself laced and get your ones
Get your Dunns out the slums
To the young black entrepreneurs

Get dollars, get cash, straight up don't get fucked
Get your bucks and get big
Stash your first millions and live off the interest
To the young black entrepreneurs
To the young black entrepreneurs

To the young black entrepreneurs
Get rich, get money, get paper, get paid
Keep yourself laced and get your ones
Get your Dunns out the slums
To the young black entrepreneurs

Get dollars, get cash, straight up don't get fucked
Get your bucks and get big
Stash your first millions and live off the interest
To the young black entrepreneurs
To the young black entrepreneurs

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My Block (Remix) - Lyrics - Better Dayz - 2pac

Title: My Block (Remix)
Album: Better Dayz
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Osten Harvey, Francisco Pimentel, Ray Coleman, Tupac Shakur

Lyric:
Damn, take a ride to my block
My block, that's right heh
[Incomprehensible] on my motherfuckin' block

They got a nigga sheddin' tears, reminiscin' on my past fears
'Cause shit was hectic for me last year
It appears that I've been marked for death, my heartless breath
The underlyin' cause of my arrest, my life is stressed
And no rest forever weary, my eyes stay teary
For all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery
Shit is scary, how black on black crime legendary
But at times unnecessary, I'm gettin' worried
Teardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic
And certain death for us, ghetto bastards

What can we do when we're arrested, but open fire?
Life in the pen ain't for me, 'cause I'd rather die
But don't cry through your despair
I wonder if the Lord still cares, for us niggaz on welfare
And who cares if we survive
The only time they notice a nigga is when he's clutchin' on a four five
My neighborhood ain't the same
'Cause all these little babies goin' crazy
And they sufferin' in the game and I swear it's like a trap
But I ain't given up on the hood, it's all good when I go back
Hoes show me love, niggaz give me props
Forever hope 'cause it don't stop on my block

Livin' life is but a dream
Hard times is all we see
On my block
Every block is kinda mean
But on our block we still play
But on our block we still play

Now shits constantly hot, on my block, it never fails to be gunshots
Can't explain a mother's pain, when her son drops
Black male slippin' in hail, when will we prevail?
Fearin' jail but crack sales got me livin' well
And the system's suicidal with this thug's life
Stayin' strapped forever strapped in this drug life
God help me, 'cause I'm starvin' can't get a job
So I resort to violent robberies my life is hard
Can't sleep 'cause all the dirt make my heart hurt

Put in work and shed tears for my dead peers
Mislead from childhood where I went astray
Till this day I still pray for a better way
Can't help but feel hopeless and heartbroke
From the start I felt the racism 'cause I'm dark
Couldn't quit the bullshit make me represent
Hit the bar and played the star everywhere I went
In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own
I close my eyes and picture home on my block

Livin' life is but a dream
Hard times is all we see
On my block
Every block is kinda mean
But on our block we still play
But on our block we still play

And I can't help but wonder why, so many young kids had to die
Caught strays from A.K's in the drive by
Swollen pride and homicide don't coincide
Brothers cry for broken lives, mama come inside
'Cause our block is filled with danger
Used to be a close knit community but now we're all cold strangers
Time changes us to stone them crack pipes
All up and down the block exterminatin' black life
But I can't blame the dealers

My mama's welfare check has brought the next man chrome wheels
Shits real, I know you feel, my tragedy
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Hangin' out pickin' up game, sippin' cheap liquor
Gamin' the hooches, hopin' I can get to sleep with her
It's a man's world, stayin' strapped
Fantasies of a nigga livin' phat, but held back
Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless
Wide eyed and losin' focus on my block

Livin' life is but a dream
Hard times is all we see
On my block
Every block is kinda mean
But on our block we still play
But on our block we still play

And block parties in tha projects lastin' way past daylight
A young nigga learned to break night
Used to play fight with my homies but they stuck in the pen
I send 'em ends, but it's tough on a friend
In my mind I see the same motherfuckers ballin'
Alcohol will make a lazy nigga slip and fall, miss his call
I know the young niggaz understand this
Growin' up in this world where everythin' is scandalous
I reminisce on tha fast times, past crimes

Tryin' to cop a slice of pizza with my last dime
Can't explain just what attracts me to this dirty game
Gold chains some extra change, and the street fame
And what's strange is everybody knows my name
Swear they all know me
And lots of cash make a nigga change
I hit the green just to maintain, feelin' pain
For all the niggaz that I lost to the game from my block
Thats right

Livin' life is but a dream
Hard times is all we see
Rest in peace to all the muh'fuckers who passed away
Every block is kinda mean
From all the blocks that I'm from
But on our block we still play

One twelve street, Seventh Avenue, New York, Uptown
Know what I'm sayin?
But on our block we still play
183rd and Walt, my block, that's right
But on our block we still play
122nd and Morningside, my block, that's right
But on our block we still play

Decatur Avenue, Baltimore, my block, that's right
But on our block we still play
In the jungle of Atlantic city, that's my block, that's right
But on our block we still play

Los Angeles, aha, that's my block too
But on our block we still play
Oakland, can't forget Oaktown, that's my block for sure
But on our block we still play

And all the other blocks around this motherfucker
Houston, Florida, St. Louis, Tennessee, Miami, Chicago
All y'all niggaz stay kickin' up dust
Representin' motherfuckin' block

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Rose In A Concrete World (J Dub Remix) - Lyrics - Joe

Title: Rose In A Concrete World (J Dub Remix)
Artist: Joe
Composer(s): Joe Lewis Thomas, Joshua Thompson

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Lyric:
Yeah, this one goes out to all the lost loved ones
That's right, no ohh, no, no, throw your hands in the air
No, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

We were like soldiers, shoulder to shoulder
Back to back against the wall
Always there to catch me if I would fall

If I was in trouble, when you was in trouble
Never gave a damn if I was wrong or right
Never backed down if we had a fight

Now you've gone away
Always thought that you'd be here to stay
See you on the other side, we will ride again

We would ride like the wind on the stairways of sin
I can't believe all the wrong would turn
Now that you're gone, how can I go on?
You were a rose in a concrete world

No no, no no
No no, no no, no no, no

Ghetto to ghetto, it's the meadow to meadow
Tryin' to survive day to day
Livin' crazy was the only way

You were my strength when I was weak
Young and gifted, you were unique
You were far too good for this world, oh

Now you've gone away
Always thought that you'd be here to stay
See you on the other side, we will ride again

We would ride like the wind on the stairways of sin
I can't believe all the wrong would turn
Now that you're gone, how can I go on?
You were a rose in a concrete world

We would ride like the wind on the stairways of sin
I can't believe all the wrong would turn
Now that you're gone, how can I go on?
You were a rose in a concrete world

Break it down, oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh no no
No no no, no no no no

Now you've gone away
Always thought that you'd be here to stay
See you on the other side, we will ride again

We would ride like the wind on the stairways of sin
I can't believe all the wrong would turn
Now that you're gone, how can I go on?
You were a rose in a concrete world

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
No no no, no no, no no, no no
Oh oh oh
No no no, no no no, no no

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