It'S A Hard Life Wherever You Go - Lyrics - Nanci Griffith

Title: It'S A Hard Life Wherever You Go
Artist: Nanci Griffith
Composer(s): Nanci Griffith

Lyric:
I am a backseat driver from America
They drive on the left on falls road
The man at the wheel's name is Shamus
We pass a child on the corner he knows

And Shamus says, "Now what chance has that kid got?"
And I say from the back, "I don't know"
He says, "There's barbed wire at all these exits
And there ain't no place in Belfast for that kid to go"

It's a hard life, it's a hard life
It's a very hard life
It's a hard life wherever you go
If we poison our children with hatred
Then, the hard life is all that they'll know
And there ain't no place in Belfast for that kid to go

A cafeteria line in Chicago
The fat man in front of me
Is calling black people trash to his children
And he's the only trash here I see

And I'm thinking this man wears a white hood
In the night when the children should sleep
But, they'll slip to their window and they'll see him
And they'll think that white hood's all they need

It's a hard life, it's a hard life
It's a very hard life
It's a hard life wherever you go
If we poison our children with hatred
Then, the hard life is all that they'll know
And there ain't no place in Chicago for those kids to go

I was a child in the sixties
Dreams could be held through TV
With Disney and Cronkite and martin Luther
And, I believed, I believed, I believed

Now, I am the backstreet driver from America
I am not at the wheel of control
I am guilty, I am war, I am the root of all evil
Lord, I can't drive on the left side of the road

It's a hard life, it's a hard life
It's a very hard life
It's a hard life wherever you go
If we poison our children with hatred
Then, the hard life is all that they'll know
And there ain't no place in this world for these kids to go

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Legend Of The Fall Offs - Lyrics - The Big Bang - Busta Rhymes

Title: Legend Of The Fall Offs
Album: The Big Bang
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Gayle Moran, Trevor Smith, Andre Young

Lyric:
Yeah, I know
A lot of you niggaz don't plan on the day when you'd have to see me
You see, I'm that nigga that you should really be afraid of
I dig graves for niggaz like you
We gon' get more acquainted at a time when you least expect it

Do you ever think
(Do you ever think)
What life would be?
(What life would be?)
Where you will go
(Where will you go)
After you die?
(After you die?)

Do you ever think
(Do you ever think)
What life would be?
(What life would be?)
Where you will go
(Where will you go)
After you die?
(After you die?)
You fucked up, nigga

You know that when that time comes and nobody is checkin'
And everything you had is gone in the split of a second
That's when it starts hittin' the fan and it gets real in this bitch
Just face the fact your shit's a wrap and you gotta deal with the shit

Despite I talk about it, I ain't makin' fun of them niggaz
I give thanks 'cause I've been blessed and I ain't one of them niggaz
Can't imagine how difficult it is, I know you suspect
That shit around you is lookin' dumb, it's getting' hard to accept it

Alone in the mirror, you look at yourself and you smile
Disregarding the fact your running's been done for a while
Refuse to acknowledge the truth like the mind of a child
Continue frontin', like it's nothin' while you live in denial

While all your people around you start to leave you in the same place
You overexert the little you have left to save face
You tryin' to hide your expression from lookin' worried
On what to do when your career is buried

Do you ever think
(Do you ever think)
What life would be?
(What life would be?)
Where you will go
(Where will you go)
After you die?
(After you die?)

Do you ever think
(Do you ever think)
What life would be?
(What life would be?)
Where you will go
(Where will you go)
After you die?
(After you die?)

Niggaz ain't givin' a fuck about your flows no more
You ain't the star you were, fuckin' the same hoes no more
Promoters ain't payin' and bookin you for shows no more
You ain't whippin' the Range, you ain't whippin' a Rolls no more

Reality starts to settle in, you're sweatin' every wake up
You're broke and now you gotta return your jewelry to Jacob
You run around and you front like you're still on fire
But nobody believes you, and now you live as a liar

You're only lyin' to yourself cause it's evident in the proof
As your world continues to crumble, come to terms with the truth
You're still holdin' on to them days when everything was about you
But niggaz don't even remember you enough to just shout you

I remember when you did your thing without a doubt tastefully
The problem was you didn't know when to bow out gracefully
Once told, never burn out, it's best to fade away
Preserve your value so that you can live to see a greater day

People see you and it's bugged that you mean nothin'
You doin' shit and front to prove to people you mean somethin'
It happens in the vicious when the truth starts to settle in
You step to the door of the club and see that you ain't gettin' in

Forgettin' you a man first, chasin' the fame
Got to remember, morals and principles, reppin' your name proper
But most niggaz don't, and they whole life hurried
What do you do when your career is buried?

Do you ever think
(Do you ever think)
What life would be?
(What life would be?)
Where you will go
(Where will you go)
After you die?
(After you die?)

Do you ever think
(Do you ever think)
What life would be?
(What life would be?)
Where you will go
(Where will you go)
After you die?
(After you die?)

Okay, I told you we was gonna get more acquainted
At a time when you least expect it, nigga
I'm here to lay you to rest once and for all
You've been dead a long time but you refuse to accept that shit

But it's okay, nigga shut the fuck up and get in the box nigga
It was custom built for all niggaz like you
You just don't wanna accept when it's time to hang it up
See you in the afterlife nigga, wherever the fuck that is

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Partners For Life - Lyrics - Press Play - Diddy

Title: Partners For Life
Album: Press Play
Artist: Diddy
Composer(s): Sean Combs, Leroy V Watson, Pharrell L Williams, Robert Ross

Lyric:
I've been thinkin', times is hard
'Fore it get worse and it fall apart
Maybe you should quit your job and do what's right
And make you my partner for life

So we can chill and have a little fun
So we can chill and have some little ones
So we can chill until our living's done

Listen to me baby, let's go
Girl, maybe we should think about it
Boo, you know what? What?

The day when I first seen you
You know I was stammed but I didn't mean to
Back then it wasn't oh, so fair
You came through like some good clean air

Skin softer than the softest fabrics
You heard about me, how I ball like the Dallas Mavericks
Sayin' anything you want, you can have it
That's Harlem World, I get on my grizzly savage, see?

From the first day, we laid eyes on each other
At the office, I knew we was gon' be lovers
Mark Hotel, under the covers
You said I was cool and not like a lotta them brothers

Who used and abused you and took you for granted
See you a goddess, that's why you was put on this planet
Since you got me all sentimental

I've been thinkin', times is hard
'Fore it get worse and it fall apart
Maybe you should quit your job and do what's right
And make you my partner for life

So we can chill and have a little fun
So we can chill and have some little ones
So we can chill until our living's done

C'mon, don't stop
Girl, maybe we should think about it

You're so amazin'
All I can see is us now in the sun just grazin'
Boo, your brown complexion, I never seen a
Same color as coffee, a teaspoon of creamer

'Member when I had the Beamer?
Goin' through tough times and knowin' the other side was greener
We had a dream, we pursued it
'Member that conversation, all or nothin' before we lose it?

The soft words like music
Came at a time I needed soothin', soul, body and mind
At times I felt violent, you kept me in line
Wherever I went, you wasn't far behind

Girl, we got a bond no one can break
And I'm sayin', I pray to God every night we make it
I'm hooked and I don't wanna shake you

Yeah, I've been doin' a lot of thinkin' lately, baby, yeah
Now I know I done put you through a lot of shit
I know it's hard fuckin' with a nigga like me
Yeah, you get a lot of respect for that shit
Ridin' with a nigga, you know, you might as well

Now sit back and reflect on all our accomplishments
The mansions, the plush apartments
And the big boats and the cases of whole klicko
I don't ever wanna let you go

It's a certain kind of feelin', you know that feelin' you get
When got it right, then you know what's what
You got me on some lay low stuff
You stood by me all through that J-Lo stuff

Brush your shoulders off, girl, go 'head and brush 'em
Without you around, I can't function
We gon' be together 'til the day we die
And when they put us in the ground, we'll be side by side

I never had a girl make me feel like you
And every day I wake up, I feel brand new
I live for you and I'll die for you too
I love you girl

I've been thinkin', times is hard
'Fore it get worse and it fall apart
Maybe you should quit your job and do what's right
And make you my partner for life

So we can chill and have a little fun
So we can chill and have some little ones
So we can chill until our living's done

Girl, maybe we should think about it
Oh, we could be down for life
Have a couple kids and make you my wife, baby
You're beautiful, lady
My beautiful, so wonderful, I love you so

Oh, we could be down for life
Have a couple kids and make you my wife, baby
You're beautiful, lady
Baby, let's chill, baby, let's chill
Baby, that's real forever

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Tv Makes The Superstar - Lyrics - Modern Talking

Title: Tv Makes The Superstar
Artist: Modern Talking
Composer(s): Dieter Bohlen

Lyric:
TV makes it, TV even breaks it
TV makes it, TV even breaks it

You'll take your chance, to be the one
And anything a possible, if you are strong, oh yeah
Sometimes you're up, sometimes you're down
But you feel it in you heart, you can't go wrong

You are so nervous, just every single day
Here a voice from Heaven, you'll find your way, oh

TV makes it, TV even breaks it
TV makes the superstar wherever you are, oh yeah
TV makes it, TV even breaks it
TV makes the superstar, sometimes it's so hard

TV makes a star, makes a superstar, shows you a crazy life
TV takes you high and takes you low, will your hope survive?
TV makes a star, a superstar and it makes your dream come true
TV makes you laugh and makes you cry, do it just for you

Don't be so sad, you're not the one
There's another chance for you, keep holding on, oh yeah
Just take your time and you will see
You can win it if you want, oh, just like me

You need something to live for, every single day
I'll keep my fingers crossed, you'll find your way, oh yeah

TV makes it, TV even breaks it
TV makes the superstar wherever you are, oh yeah
TV makes it, TV even breaks it
TV makes the superstar, sometimes it's so hard

TV makes a star, makes a superstar, shows you a crazy life
TV takes you high and takes you low, will your hope survive?
TV makes a star, a superstar and it makes your dream come true
TV makes you laugh and makes you cry, do it just for you

One, two, three, four
TV makes it, TV even breaks it

Oh, TV makes it, TV even breaks it
TV makes the superstar wherever you are, oh yeah
TV makes it, TV even breaks it
TV makes the superstar, sometimes it's so hard

TV makes a star, makes a superstar, shows you a crazy life
TV takes you high and takes you low, will your hope survive?
TV makes a star, a superstar and it makes your dream come true
TV makes you laugh and makes you cry, do it just for you

TV makes it, TV even breaks it

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All In My Head - Lyrics - Kosheen

Title: All In My Head
Artist: Kosheen
Composer(s): Darren Beale, Sian Evans, Mark Morrison

Lyric:
I wonder why
You act so fly

When you try
So hard to try, to try, to try, to try

I see the sky, is open wide
Take a look inside
It's wild like a child, it's free
Come on

It's all in my head
It's all in my head

Us only, it's only you and me
Wherever you go I will be
Just close your eyes and you'll see
And wherever you go I will be

On the other side of life
We glide

Got our pride standing tall in the sun
Are we flying high, spinning in our time
Living life and loving free
This is where I wanna be
Come on

It's all in my head
It's all in my head

Us only, it's only you and me
Wherever you go I will be
Just close your eyes and you'll see
And wherever you go I will be

All in my head
All in my head

Us only, you and me
Wherever you go I will be
Just close your eyes and you'll see
And wherever you go I will be

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I Love You - Lyrics - Collectables By Ashanti - Ashanti

Title: I Love You
Album: Collectables By Ashanti
Artist: Ashanti
Composer(s): Irving Lorenzo, Kendred Smith, Ashanti Douglas

Lyric:
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you

I love you
'Cuz you mean everything to me and I
I love you
I thank you for just being in my life
I love you
Yes I love the way you always make me smile
I love you
And wherever I go you're always in my heart

Nobody ever bring the joy you bring to me
You make me feel the way you do
And there ain't nothing like your love
That sometimes makes you stop and think like

Do I deserve such a love that can now move heaven and earth
For my lovin' I could never surround my life without the things
That you provide ever since you came into my life
Yes and it feels like my whole world is happening
I can't stress how much I've been blessed

See what you came and done to me
Yes you make my life complete
I know sometimes I might forget
That even when I don't say it
You know that I mean it I

I love you
'Cuz you mean everything to me and I
I love you
I thank you for just being in my life
I love you
Yes I love the way you always make me smile
I love you
And wherever I go you're always in my heart

See I don't minding wake up everyday and see your face
And wanting to lay inside your arms
'Cause there ain't nothing like your touch
It's so good never seems like enough

I didn't know that a love could grow and take over your soul
[Incomprehensible]
Only when you're apart if feels like living life is hard
Your entire world just seems so dark
Then it lights up 'cuz you are my shining star
And I don't know what I'd do without you

See what you came and done to me
You make my life complete
I know sometimes I might forget
But even when I don't say it
You know that I mean it I

I love you
'Cuz you mean everything to me and I
I love you
I thank you for just being in my life
I love you
Yes I love the way you always make me smile
I love you
And wherever I go you're always in my heart

When you love somebody you can share everything
Because you understand and you'll be right there
Anytime, any place, anywhere
And when you love somebody you could be[Incomprehensible]
To make every thing alright

I love you
'Cuz you mean everything to me and I
I love you
I thank you for just being in my life
I love you
Yes I love the way you always make me smile
I love you
And wherever I go you're always in my heart

I love you
I love you
I love you

I love you
'Cuz you mean everything to me and I
I love you
I thank you for just being in my life
I love you
Yes I love the way you always make me smile
I love you
And wherever I go you're always in my heart

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Teeq - All I Want - Lyrics - Lickin' On Both Sides - Mis

Title: Teeq - All I Want
Album: Lickin' On Both Sides
Artist: Mis
Composer(s): David Brant, Alisha Dixon, Maryanne Morgan, Alan M Glass

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Lyric:
M with the I with the S T double E Q
All I want is to be with you
Mis-Teeq with the one, Sunship

All I want is to be with you
But I just got to live, live my own life too
All I need to know that the world is nuts
Snap my fingers and everything is fine, that's all
Firing it up and away we go

Sitting, looking in the mirror
Like Alice, through the looking glass
Life's a never ending journey
Be careful not to go too fast

Sometimes I can't help myself
From falling in too deep
I know it may be hard to tell
Your love is calling me

All I want to be
And away we go
All I want is
Gonna get on the mic
Gonna make you whine

All I want is to be with you
But I just got to live, live my own life too
All I need to know that the world is nuts
Snap my fingers and everything is fine, that's all

Floating on a river of dreams
On a magic carpet ride
Take control of my destiny
I know it's just a matter of time

That I will find that Midas Touch
And everything will turn to gold
It would mean nothing
Without you here to hold

All I want to be
And away we go
All I want is
Gonna get on the mic
Gonna make you whine

All I want is to be with you
But I just got to live, live my own life too
All I need to know that the world is nuts
Snap my fingers and everything is fine

I can read it in the stars
That what I want is who you are
I will lay my hair down for you
A thousand times to show you

That when you reach me at the top
I'm gonna give you all I got
And wherever we will go
Our hearts will follow

It's a UK thing, stuff that we bring
No one to burn, let the journey begin
We're the Mis-Teeq, we're in chorus, we sing
Quick off the mark, ring a ding ding ding

In a mix with a bag of tricks
Feel the vibe with the one, Sunship
Move to the beat, it's about music
Roll through these tracks with the fresh tactics

All I want is to be with you
But I just got to live, live my own life too
All I need to know that the world is nuts
Snap my fingers and everything is fine

All I want is to be with you
But I just got to live, live my own life too
All I need to know that the world is nuts
Snap my fingers and everything is fine, that's all
Firing it up and away we go

Boy, I wanna be with you
I wanna live my own life too
And I got to have it all
That's all, that's all, that's all

I'm gonna snap my finger
Everything is fine
I wanna have it all
Enter

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Teeq - All I Want (Ignorants Remix) - Lyrics - Mis

Title: Teeq - All I Want (Ignorants Remix)
Artist: Mis
Composer(s): David Brant, Alisha Dixon, Maryanne Morgan, Alan M Glass

Lyric:
M with the I with the S T double E Q
All I want is to be with you
Mis-Teeq with the one, Sunship

All I want is to be with you
But I just got to live, live my own life too
All I need to know that the world is nuts
Snap my fingers and everything is fine, that's all
Firing it up and away we go

Sitting, looking in the mirror
Like Alice, through the looking glass
Life's a never ending journey
Be careful not to go too fast

Sometimes I can't help myself
From falling in too deep
I know it may be hard to tell
Your love is calling me

All I want to be
And away we go
All I want is
Gonna get on the mic
Gonna make you whine

All I want is to be with you
But I just got to live, live my own life too
All I need to know that the world is nuts
Snap my fingers and everything is fine, that's all

Floating on a river of dreams
On a magic carpet ride
Take control of my destiny
I know it's just a matter of time

That I will find that Midas Touch
And everything will turn to gold
It would mean nothing
Without you here to hold

All I want to be
And away we go
All I want is
Gonna get on the mic
Gonna make you whine

All I want is to be with you
But I just got to live, live my own life too
All I need to know that the world is nuts
Snap my fingers and everything is fine

I can read it in the stars
That what I want is who you are
I will lay my hair down for you
A thousand times to show you

That when you reach me at the top
I'm gonna give you all I got
And wherever we will go
Our hearts will follow

It's a UK thing, stuff that we bring
No one to burn, let the journey begin
We're the Mis-Teeq, we're in chorus, we sing
Quick off the mark, ring a ding ding ding

In a mix with a bag of tricks
Feel the vibe with the one, Sunship
Move to the beat, it's about music
Roll through these tracks with the fresh tactics

All I want is to be with you
But I just got to live, live my own life too
All I need to know that the world is nuts
Snap my fingers and everything is fine

All I want is to be with you
But I just got to live, live my own life too
All I need to know that the world is nuts
Snap my fingers and everything is fine, that's all
Firing it up and away we go

Boy, I wanna be with you
I wanna live my own life too
And I got to have it all
That's all, that's all, that's all

I'm gonna snap my finger
Everything is fine
I wanna have it all
Enter

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B - Boy Bouillabaisse - Lyrics - Beastie Boys

Title: B - Boy Bouillabaisse
Artist: Beastie Boys
Composer(s): Michael Diamond, Matt Dike, John Robert King, Adam Yauch, Adam Horovitz, Michael Simpson

Lyric:
(A) 59 Christie Street

There's a girl over there
With long brown hair
I took her to the place
I threw the mattress in her face

Took off her shirt
Took off her bra
Took off her pants
You know that I saw

A wick-wick-wack

(B) Get On The Mic

One, two

Right about now I'd like to dedicate a song
Out to my main homie, Mike D

Alright, lets kick it
Ready, go

Get on the mic
Get get on the mic
Just get on the mic
Get on the mic, Mike

Let's be real and don't cloud the issue
The rhymes are dope, an M.C. you must listen to
People say that they be missin' me and missin' you
Get on the mic and let's show them like we used to

You say fuck, that yo holmes, fuck this
I'm the king Ad-Whammy, you're Dick Butkus
One half science, and another half soul
Nicknamed Mike D, not Fat Morton Jelly Roll

Got busy in 'Frisco, fooled around in Fresno
Got over on your girlie 'cause you know she never says no

So just get on the mic
Just get on the mic
Get get on the mic
Get on the mic, Mike

Well Mike D is a special individual
Pulling out knots, and pulling in residuals
Go to the movies get the Rolos, the cholos riding slow and low
Mike on the mic and bust with the solo

Mike, my stromy don't be so selfish
Get on the mic 'cause you know you eat shellfish

At the fever

(C) Stop That Train

It's 4:00 AM, I've got the Dr. Hfuhruhurr Ale
I've got nothing to lose, and so I'm pissin' on the third rail
Groggy eyed and fried, and I'm headed for the station
D-Train ride the Coney Island vacation

This one's dedicated to the boofers in the back of the 1 train
They'll be kicking out windows,high on cocaine
And then I jump the turnstyle I lost my last token
Riding between the cars, pissing, smoking

Head for the last car, fluorescent light blackout
Policeman tell my homeboy "Yo, put that crack out"
You know you light up when the lights go down
And then you read the New York Post, Fulton St. downtown

Same faces every day but you don't know their names
Party people going places on the D-Train

{Stop that train, I wanna get off}

Check it

Trench coat wing tip going to work
And you be pulling a train like you're Captain Kirk
Pick pocket gangsters paying their debts
I caught a bullet in the lung from Bernie Goetz

Overworked and underpaid, staring at the floor
Prostitutes' spandex caught in the sliding door
Now your stuck between the stations and it seems like an eternity
Sweating like sardines in a flophouse fraternity

A $50.00 fine for disturbing the peace
The neck, tortoise. Your Lees are creased
Hot cup of coffee and the donuts are Dunkin
Friday night and Jamaica Queens funkin'

Elevated platform, I'm never gonna conform
Riding over the diner where I always get my toast warm
Bust into the conductor's booth andbusted out rhymes
Over the loud speaker about the hard times

Sat across from a man reading El Diario
Riding the train down from the El Barrio
Went from the station to Orange Julius
I bought a hot dog. From who? George Drakoulias

(D) Year And A Day

MC, for what I am, and do
The A is for Adam and the lyrics, true

So as pray and hope and the message is sent
And I am living in the dreams that I have dreamt
Because I'm down with the three, the unstoppable three
Me and Adam and D were born to MC

And my body and soul and mind are pure
Not polluted or diluted or damaged beyond cure
Just lyrics from I to you recited
Arrested, bailed, but cuffed and indicted

Enter the arena as I take the center stage
The lights set low and the night has come of age
Take the microphone in hand as that I am a professional
Speak my knowledge to the crowd and the ed is special

I am the one and I am the master
I am the king and this is my castle
Dwell in realms of now but videos those of the past
Seen a glimpse from ahead and I don't think it's gonna last

And you can bet your ass

I drop the L when I'm skiing, I'm smoking and peaking
I put the skis on the roof almost every single weekend
Can't stop the mindfuck when it's rolling along
Can't stop the smooth runnin's when the shit's running strong

Broke my bindings, the lion with wings
Preaching his word in the B-Boy sing
I am one with myself as I turn to The
I prefer the dreams to the reality

I prefer my life, don't need no other man's wife
Don't need no crazy lifestyle with stress and strife
But it's good to have turn to be a king for a day
Or for a week, or for a year, or for a year and a day

Come what may

I'm fishing in my boat and I'm fishing for trout
Mix the Bass Ale with the Guiness Stout
Fishing for a line inside my brain
And looking out at the world through my window pane

Every day has many colors 'cause the glass is stained
Everything has changed but remains the same
So once again the mirror raised
And I see myself as clear as day

And I am going to the limits of my ultimate destiny
Feeling as though Somebody somewhere is testing me
He who sees the end from the beginning of time
Looking forward through all the ages
Is, was, and always shall be
Check the prophetic sections of the pages

Easy rhyme for the Disco Dave
He goes by the name of Disco Dave

Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave
Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave
Disco Dave
Disco Dave

(E) Hello Brooklyn

Hello Brooklyn

New York, New York, it's a hell of a town
You know the Bronx is up, and I'm Brooklyn down
Because they don't know my name, only know my initials
Building bombs in the attic for elected officials

I quit my job, I cut my hair
You know I cut my boss because I don't care
You tried to get slick, you bust a little chuckle
You're gonna get smacked with my gold finger knuckle

'Cause being as fly as me is something that you never thought of
You'll be sticking up old ladies with the hand gun or the sawed-off
I'm a buffalo soldier, broader than Broadway
Keep keepin' on, I don't care what they say

I play my stereo loud, I disturb my neighbors
I want to enjoy the fruits of my labor

'Cause I am the holder of the 3-pack Bonanza
If you open the book, then you will get your hand slapped
I am the keeper of the 3-pack Bonanza
If you ask a question, then you will get your answer

Her breast, I saw, I reached, I felt
M.O.N.E.Y. the belt
I stay at home just like a hermit
I got the jammy but I don't got the permit

You know why?
You got a boyfriend and his name is Nick
Annabelle caught with the shrimpy limp dick
I ride around town cause my ride is fly
I shot a man in Brooklyn {just to watch him die}

(F) Dropping Names

(Take PCP)

He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost
He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost
She's slippin through his fingers as she's movin' out to the coast
He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost

Well if your world was all black, and if your world was all white
When yhen you wouldn't get much color out of life now, right?
I'm nicknamed Shamrock, but my name is not Shamus
Girlies on the tip because my homey is famous

My name is not O'Houigheighi, nor is it Brian
If I said that I was weak man, you know I'd be a lying
Suckers try to bite, they try to pursue it
{Yea explain to musician. Them knew it, but them can't do it}

(G) Lay It On Me

Lay it on me now
Not so hard man

Yo, I got Chinese eyes and Chinese suits
Smokin' much Buddha and smokin' much boots
More updated on the hip-hop lingo
My favorite New York Knick was Hawthorne Wingo

Met a girl at a party and I gave her my card
Man you know that it said Napoleon Bonaparte
Peepin' out the colors, I be buggin' on Cezanne
They call me Mike D, Joe Blow, the Lover Man

Well, your face turns as red as your glass of wine
That you spilled on my lyrics as you wasted my time
Girl you should be with me you should drop that bum
'Cause I got more flavor than Fruit Stripe Gum

With that big round butt of yours, I'd like to butter your muffin
I'm not bluffin'
Serve you on a platter like Thanksgiving stuffin'
Stuffin', stuffin'

Stuff it buddy

(H) Mike On the Mic

Here's another one for ya'll to peep
It's called MIKE on the MIC, see?

I met this girl last night with a peculiar cackle
I laid the bait and then she took the tackle
Had too much to drink at the Red Lobster
Now the room is spinning around like the blades of a helicopter

I've never met a girl that was too finicky
If the press has their way then they're going to finish me
You might know this, but you've never been to see
If I ate spinach I'd be called Spinach D

I shed light like cats shed fur
Ride around town like a Raymond Burr
I'm so high that they call me Your Highness
So If you don't know me then pardon my shyness

I live in the Village, wherever I go I walk to
I keep my friends around so I have someone to talk to
I play my music loud because you know it's got clout to it
{It's a trip, it's got a funky beat, and I can bug out to it}

(I) A.W.O.L

DJ Hurricane

When Mike D's in the house, whatchyu gonna do?
I go A.W.O.L.

Adrock's in the house, whatchyu gonna do?
I go A.W.O.L.

When MCA's in the house, whatchyu gonna do?
I go A.W.O.L.

When Hurricane's in the house, whatchyu gonna do?
He goes A.W.O.L.

Saint James in the house, whatchyu gonna do?
[Incomprehensible], whatchyu gonna do?
Got busy in the house, whatchyu gonna do?
Dust Brothers in the house, whatchyu gonna do?
Mike G in the house, whatchyu gonna do?
Whodini's in the house, whatchyu gonna do?
Hollis Crew, whatchyu gonna do?
[Incomprehensible] is in the house, whatchyu gonna do?
[Incomprehensible] is in the house, whatchyu gonna do?

Jazzy Jay in the house
Bad Brains in the house
Original Concept in the house

Good night Amsterdam

Now I want you all to break this down

To all the girls
To all the girls

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Seat Next To You - Lyrics - Lost Highway - Bon Jovi

Title: Seat Next To You
Album: Lost Highway
Artist: Bon Jovi
Composer(s): Jon Bon Jovi, Hillary Lee Lindsey, Richard S. Sambora

Lyric:
A long slow drive, down an old dirt road
You've got your hand out the window, listenin' to the radio
That's where I wanna be
On an old park bench in the middle of December
Cold hard rain fallin', can't find no cover
That would be alright with me

Hard days, good times, blue skies, dark nights
Baby, I want you to take me wherever you're going to
And baby, say that you'll save me a seat next to you

In the corner booth of a downtown bar
With your head on my shoulder, smokin' on a cheap cigar
That would be alright with me
In the back row of a movie or a cross-town train
I wanna hear your voice whispering my name
That's where I wanna be

Hard days, good times, blue skies, dark nights
Baby, say that you'll take me wherever you're going to
And baby, say that you'll save me a seat next to you

Life is like a ferris wheel, spinnin' around
When you get to the top, it's hard to look down
Just hang on, we'll make it through
Save me a seat next to you

When you get to the gates and the angels sing
Go to that place where the church bells ring
You know, I'll come runnin', runnin' to find you

Baby, say that you'll take me wherever you're going to
And baby, I want you to save me a seat next to you
A seat next to you, a seat next to you, a seat next to you

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Cradle To The Grave - Lyrics - Thug Life: Vol. 1 - 2pac

Title: Cradle To The Grave
Album: Thug Life: Vol. 1
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Walter Burns, Diron Rivers, Tyruss Gerald Himes, Tupac Shakur, Maurice Harding

Lyric:
From the cradle to the grave
Life ain't never been easy living in the ghetto
From the cradle to the grave
Life ain't never been easy

June 16, 1971, mama gave birth
To a hell raisin' heavenly son
See the doctor tried to smack me
But I smacked him back

My first words were
"Thug for life" and "Papa pass the Mac"
I'm bustin' on these mothafuckas ballin'
Listen you can hear my mini 14 callin'

From out the window of my drop top
I got my glock cocked
Bustin' at niggas when will it stop?
Now tell me are you scared of the dark?

Can't close my eyes I see visions
And even with this thug livin', will I escape prison ?
Penitentiary chances was an all day thang
The only way to advance and if you slang

Better have your Nikes on 'cause when we fight
It's in the middle of the night with no lights on
Hey, there must be a God 'cause I feel lucky
Paranoid out my mind, this mothafucka's tryin' to rush me

Am I goin' to jail? Look at me bailin'
Commin' out the court house all about my mail and bank
Never die, be a hustler mothafuckas and makin' thugs out you suckas
From the cradle to the grave

From the cradle to the grave
Life ain't never been easy, living in the ghetto

From the cradle to the grave, since a little bitty child
I've been known to get ill and kinda buck wild
Pop, pop, just like the part that's in my walk with street talk
Go runnin' up the block in the dark with less spark

Surveillance on a nigga every day
Waitin' on my daddy just to take his ass away
Now Mama always workin', tryin' to make ends meet
So now a young niggas bein' raised by the streets

And then the only other one that ever showed me love
Was my dope fiend uncle strung out on drugs
A straight thug, just me, my mama out here on our own
So I got two gatts, one black and one of chrome

Now I don't wanna hurt nobody but I must defend mine
It's all the fuck I got, so stop and walk a thin line
Young niggas be brave and keep on thuggin'
From the cradle to the grave, from the cradle to the grave

From the cradle to the grave
Life ain't never been easy, living in the ghetto

From the cradle to the grave, I'm glad to say
I made it this far, many G's died hard
They know that got was their name here up on a wall
It's sad thinkin' about the times

Life goes on, I'm steady lost in this land
As the war zone I got no home
Don't have no friends neither
It's just me by my lonely so I married my Nina

I keeps her wherever I go, I love my ho
Never leave home with out my sugar
I'm hafta plug a nigga
Mama told me not to trust no punks

And kick his ass if he lay a hand on me
Since then I been known
Sometimes I think my own self stupid
'Cause I stay shootin' at marks
Get twisted up in police reports

Since the cradle, I've been ungrateful
My first toy was a gun
I got sprung and learn to love weapons

But now I'm through with money
And through with street fame
Somebody peeled my cap
And put me in my grave

From the cradle to the grave
Life ain't never been easy, living in the ghetto
From the cradle to the grave
Life ain't never been easy, living in the ghetto

March 18th, that rainy day, my mama gave birth
To a baby boy, trapped in hell on earth
From day one it wasn't fun I never had a crumb
Daddy worked two jobs and Mama won't stop drinkin' rum

I tried to cope loc but my family's broke
And my pocket's short so now I gotta sling dope
In a game filled with pain, it's a fuckin' shame
The white man got a mothafucka slingin' cane

So now it's on from dusk to dawn I get my serve on
Always in the spot with my glock slingin' rocks at the rocks
The shit don't stop I'm steady dodgin' cops
I never flip flop, hear my glock cock thug till I drop

And if I hit the pen I gotta do my time
Sittin' on my bunk reminiscing about the good times
It's fucked up a nigga gotta grow up doing dirt
But from the cradle to the grave I'ma put in work

From the cradle to the grave
Life ain't never been easy, living in the ghetto
From the cradle to the grave
Life ain't never been easy, living in the ghetto

Time's movin' fast, will I last another day?
So I pray and I lay with my A-K
Did I sell my soul as a young kid?
All the things I did wishin' someone held me
But they never did

I can't take it, will I make it to my older age?
Before I'm shot up or locked up in a fuckin' cage
Lord, help me, guide me, save me
'Cause that's the way that Daddy raised me crazy

Do or die, nigga, pull the trigger don't give a fuck
You'd rather be in jail than get your ass bucked
Nobody cares, it's me against the world
Keepin' murder on my mind and my Tech-9

I got nothin' to lose, payin' dues, nigga you wanna die?
I get high then my mission is a walk-by
You'd better jet when I hit your set 'cause I'm commin'
Start runnin', yellin', "Evil mind", as I'm gunnin'

One in the chamber for the anger that I build inside
For the mothers that cried, for my homies that died
The beginning is an ending, am I just a slave
So I got to be brave from the cradle to the grave

From the cradle to the grave
Life ain't never been easy, living in the ghetto
From the cradle to the grave
Life ain't never been easy, living in the ghetto

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911 - Lyrics - The Rebirth Of Kirk Franklin - Kirk Franklin

Title: 911
Album: The Rebirth Of Kirk Franklin
Artist: Kirk Franklin
Composer(s): Kirk Franklin

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Lyric:
Hello
Hey, it's me, Kirk, I need to speak to bishop
Sure, hold on
Hello
Hey, I got some stuff I need to talk to you about
Lately, pastor I've been having all these crazy kind of dreams
It's hard to sleep, I can't eat scary, you know
I know what you mean

I mean, every since that Tuesday
Seems like life's just getting real strange
I hear ya Anthrax, terrorist attacks
And I ain't even trying to get on no plane
I feel ya
And you know when I try to pray
There's a voice that telling that God's not real

You know that's just the enemy
Yeah, but you ain't feelin' me
No son, I know just know you feel
See, just because I preach and teach don't mean
I don't get scared sometimes

Yeah, whatever, but you TD Jakes
Well, then I don't make mistakes
Well
Now, let me tell you what's on my mind
When your smile is gone
(He cares)

Yeah, but I feel so alone
(He's there and)
Although, your heart is heavy
God said
(Every burden I will bear)
See, but you don't know my
(My pain)

And I'm getting so sick and tired of all
(This rain)
I just got laid off, and to top it off the rent's due
So tell me what I got to gain?
Well, see, trials come to make
(You strong)
Storms won't last
(Last long)

But how can I trust God in all this mess?
Well, see that's the reason for the song
See, wherever you go there's one thing ya got to know
God, is right there by your side
(Weeping may endure for a night)
And he told me to tell you everything
(Every thing's Egon' be alright)

So thank you for calling it's always good to hear from you
Yeah, but
But I gotta go now
Wait a minute
I got another call on line 2
But I ain't through

See I'm sick and tired of all these church folk talking
About stuff ain't as bad as it seems
See, y'all don't feel my pain
I don't have pain?
I don't see how you on the cover on Time magazine

See, but you're looking at now and you don't know
How I struggled and what I've been through
Yeah, whatever
Now, you crossed the line
I'm just speaking' my mind
Okay, so let me speak mine, too
(Hmm)

I've made some mountains, I've seen some valleys
I've even had to cry sometimes
Like when I lost my mother
Your mother?
My mother
I'm sorry

No son that's fine
See life is full of ups and downs but God said
(The storm won't last long)
But how's you make it through?
Boy, I thought you knew it was His
(Love that kept me strong)

When your smile is gone
(He cares)
But I feel so alone
(He's there and)
Although, your heart is heavy, God said
(Every burden I will bear)
Yeah, but see y'all don't feel
(My pain)

And I'm getting very sick and tired of all this
(This rain)
Just got laid off, and to top it off the rent's due
So tell me, bishop, what I gotta gain?
Didn't I tell you trials come to make
(You strong)
And those old storms won't
(Last long)

How can I trust God in the midst of all this mess?
See that's the reason for this song
Wherever you go there's something ya got to know
(God still cares)
(Weeping may endure for a night)
And he told me to tell you
(Every thing's gon' be alright)

Thank you, pastor
Any time
I think I can make it now just tell me what I need to do
Just pray this prayer with me

Say, father
(Father)
Forgive me
(Forgive me)
I'm sorry
(I'm sorry)

Please help me
(Help me)
I love you
(I love you)
I need you
(I need you)

Hold me
(Hold me)
Jesus
(Jesus)
My heart
(My heart)
My soul
(My soul)

Please take
(Please take)
Control
(Control)
Right now
(Now)
Now
(Now)
Now
(Now)
(Right now)

When you ain't got no smile
(He cares)
And even when you feel so alone
(He's there and)
Although your heart is heavy, God said
(Every burden I will bear)
And even in the midst of all ya
(Pain)
And when you're sick and tired of all the rain
(This rain)

Remember that the rain won't last always and in Christ Jesus
You got so much to gain
You see your trials come to make you
(Strong)
And the storms won't last
(Too long)
Remember my brother, my sister it's only temporary
See that's the reason for this song

Wherever you go
There's something you've got to know
God is still there
(Weeping may endure for a night)
And told me to tell you
(Every thing's gon' be alright)

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* Drowning - Lyrics - Cracked Rear View - Hootie &Amp; The Blowfish

Title: * Drowning
Album: Cracked Rear View
Artist: Hootie &Amp; The Blowfish
Composer(s): Bryan Rucker Felber Sonefiel

Lyric:
Trouble with the world is we're too busy to think about it, all right
Why is there a rebel flag hanging from the state house walls?
Tired of hearin' this shit about heritage not hate
Time to make the world a better place

Why must we hate one another?
Well, no matter what we gotta live together
Just that you don't look like me, tell me what do you see
When we pass on the street what do you wanna see

P.E.'s coming is all I gotta say
Wanna turn and run away
They're just telling you how they see it
Right or wrong they don't care, you wish that they would quit

Drowning in a sea of tears
Hatred trying to hide your fears
Living only for yourself
Hating everybody else
'Cause they don't look like you

Nanci singing it's a hard life wherever you go
About some fat racist living in Chicago
Trying to teach his kids to hate everyone
Well, tell me why is that something you wanna teach your son?

Why must we hate one another?
When the people in the church, they tell me you're my brother
You don't walk like me, I said that, you don't talk like me, saying
Go back to Africa, I just don't understand

Drowning in a sea of tears
Hatred trying to hide your fears
Living only for yourself
Hating everybody else
'Cause they don't look like you, don't look like you

I'm trying to be someone that he could look up to, but
When I walk down the street, tell me what do you see
I'm a man, well, I'm a man, I'm a man
No I'm not like you
Why do you hate me so
I don't know, well, I don't know, I don't know

Hating everybody else
'Cause they don't look like you

Oh drowning
Hating everybody else
'Cause they don't look like you

Drowning

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

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

Lyric:
Planet, Earth, was my place of birth
Born to be the soul controller of the universe
Besides the part of the map I hit first
Any environment I can adapt when it gets worst
The rough gets goin', the goin' gets rough
When I start flowin', the mic might bust
The next state I shake from the power I generate
People in Cali used to think it was earthquakes

'Cause times was hard on the Boulevard
So I vote God and never get scarred and gauled
But it seems like I'm locked in hell
Lookin' over the edge but the R never fell
A trip to slip 'cause my Nikes got grip
Stand on my own two feet and come equipped
Any stage I'm seen on, or mic I fiend on
I stand alone and need nothin' to lean on

Going for self with a long way to go
So much to say but I still flow slow
I come correct and I won't look back
'Cause it ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Even the ghetto

I learn to relax in my room and escape from New York
And return through the womb of the world as a thought
Thinkin' how hard it was to be born
Me bein' cream with no physical form
Millions of cells with one destination
To reach the best part as life's creation
Nine months later, a job well done
Make way, 'cause here I come

Since I made it this far I can't stop now
There's a will and a way and I got the know-how
To be, all I can be and more
And see, all there is to see before
I'm called to go back to the essence
It's a lot to learn so I study, my lessons
I thought the ghetto was the worst that could happen to me
I'm glad. I listened when my father was rappin' to me

'Cause back in the days, they lived in caves
Exiled from the original man, they strayed away
Now that's what I call hard times
I'd rather be here to exercise the mind
Then I take a thought around the world twice
From knowledge to born back to knowledge precise
Across the desert, that's hot as the Arabian
But they couldn't cave me in, 'cause I'm the Asian

Reachin' for the city of Mecca, visit Medina
Visions of Nefertiti, then I seen a
Mind keeps traveling, I'll be back after
I stop and think about the brothers and sisters in Africa

Return the thought through the eye of a needle
For miles I thought and I just brought the people
Under the dark skies, on a dark side
Not only there, but right here's an apartheid
So now is the time for us to react
Take a trip through the mind and when you get back
Understand your third eye seen all of that
It ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Even the ghetto
Even the ghetto

No more props, I want property, in every borough
Nobody's stoppin' me, because I'm thorough
Rhymes I make gimme real estate for me to own
Wherever I bless a microphone
Double-oh-seven is back and relaxin'
On point and reactin', and ready for action
I'm so low key that you might not see me
Incognito, and takin' it easy ghetto

Quiet as kept on a hush hush
In front of a crowd, I get loud, there's a bum rush
Be calm, keep a low pro and play the background
Hopin' the whack rapper put the mic back down
So rip it, break it in half, go 'head and slam it
'Cause when it's time to build I'm a mechanic
Of bondin' and mendin', attachin' and blendin'
So many solos, there is no endin'

People in my neighborhood, they know I'm good
From London to Hollywood, wherever I stood
Footprints remain on stage ever since
Sidewalks and streets, I leave fossils and dents
When I had sex, I left my name on necks
My trademark was left throughout the projects
I used to get rich when I played c-lo
When I rolled 4, 5, 6, they go, "We know"

So I collect my cash then slide
I've got my back, my gun's on my side
It shouldn't have to be like that
I guess it ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Even the ghetto
I'm from the ghetto
Word up
Peace

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Murdergram - Lyrics - Mama Said Knock You Out - Ll Cool J

Title: Murdergram
Album: Mama Said Knock You Out
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Marlon Williams, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
Aiyyo, don't go near the speakers

The big showdown, the display is skill
I'm the type of guy, so put your girl on the pill
Take a family snap shot, kiss your wife
'Cause I'm like a knife, the concrete is right
And I'll take your life and take you like python
I'ma do you wrong

Any emcee, who you wanna name?
I want pain that I can be tamed
Talkin' 'bout guns, punk, it don't alarm me
Got enough cash to make a whole damn army
I can't hold back the way that I feel
'Cause when I bust a rhyme it's like you're slippin' off banana peels

You're like fruit cake, your fruit cocktails
First your title now I'm takin' your female
All of a sudden you're so proud of black
A baseball hat but you ain't sayin' Jack

The ripper is back and you can't escape
'Cause one of my records will sell more than your whole tape
I want beef, bring on the rookies
I got more than just Cool J cookies

Rip Rock, crush, stop
Cop, I'm poison come and take a drop
I bet your teeth will end up around the corner, kid
Don't ask me why I did it?

I'm civilized damage to a nobody
And I'm carryin' a gun if I'm rhymin' at the party
New York, Chicago, Detroit, L.A.
I'll slay wherever you play

D.C. or Philly or Baltimore
I'm worryin' the rich, invadin' the poor
Perpetratin' in your video, here's the real smoothin'
Country accents, who do you think you're foolin'?

I play crushable, late night craps
You only knew 'cause you onto your raps
And rap city and V E T
The channel 31 and but now here I come

To save the day and the now you're gettin' done
Like a hooker, don't try to soul, crumb
The first sign of the battle you little fake
It's [Incomprehensible] comin' out your kitchen sink

Your mic's a baby bottle, son
Some say they ain't but I am the one
The slice is that the fire boy, it'll break you
Servin' or heard em a word occurred to him
Then he could move a would get moved on

Like a shotgun blast
Big mouth emcees, I'll bet you none last
?Cause they ain't stable or able
And I boost the party like jumper cables

So plug me in and put me on
I'm serial hard so I can battle a-more
From coast to coast fly, cripple, and crazy
Use a dictionary but you still don't phase me

Listen and we can sound cheap
Reach out for my blackness but you represent wackness
You?re bitin' on the castle door
But when you fall in the moat, I won't see you no more

Let's get together and diss LL
Use his name and your records might sell
I can't believe you band of dead maggots
Crawlin' all over my name, I won't have it

You better look in the mirror and re-think your plan
Why walk in quicksand?
When you can stand on your own two feet
I'm rippin' emcees, a funky drum with a big beat

Name the date and a arena
Your three year old ballerina
I can't believe the suckers try to throwdown
Whether you're new or older than motown

Just kick back
I don't like a stagger wagger psycho rap
You can't handle the format
Whether you're swab or swoon
Ruff or rugged, all I need is a broom

If I slay the way they slay, punk, play the pay
Mr. Morris has entered the buffet
Some of y'all are sittin' in rows
Plates of the hot butter rolls

Beat your with boloney, slap you with salami
'Cause when I get hot I get hot like pastrami
Then I make you wonder
Why you don't hear bass but you feel the thunder

You get cooked, I'll knock out your tooth
We'll be fightin' from lobby to the roof
You are on me like I wrote your dinnertime
Yo, Marley, whassup? Spill the time

Nah man, just kick a little warmth
Pass the brass knuckles then we break his jaw
When I'm on the microphone I want silence
Let KRS-One stop the violence

Ain't no rivals, ain't no competition
Punk, I'm beatin' you into submission
I'm gettin' busier than ever before
Never more will I'll slack, I'ma keep it real raw

Eat you up like a pack-jam
Video for poppin' over a Batman
Rippin' you to shreds, tappin' you on the head
Then leave the battle lookin' as happy as a newly wed

Give me a Tech-9 to spray
Save the peep and put it on lay away
I'll make a major main event and send a jam, the fans will understand
Then you weep about the murdergram

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Caffeine - Lyrics - Neighborhood Watch - Dilated Peoples

Title: Caffeine
Album: Neighborhood Watch
Artist: Dilated Peoples
Composer(s): Chris Oroc, West Plischke, Michael Perretta, Rakaa Taylor

Lyric:
Yeah, play for keeps, I've to tell you my name, here we go

Yo, I got twenty-four bars to heal these scars
I'm an underground cat but still like money and cars
I'll introduce myself, check it out, ladies and gentlemen
The one and only Evidence, servin' up your medicine

Varsity letterman 'E' on my coat
Every time I touch the paper, it's murder he wrote
I'm from a real big city called 'Watch where you go'
A place you think you know only to find out you don't

Born in L.A., it's hard to get star struck
Born in L.A., so I always keep my guard up
Born in L.A., plus deal where I stay
Everyday cats like Julio G pave the way

My crews thick, all sharp, take a pick
All ready to spit or sit down and write a hit
We learn both from the best on both coasts
Couldn't stress enough for the times, we kill chose

Problem here, problem there, got through 'em
Label here, label there, politics and bullshit, we rip
The mic's cocked back, a full clip
I don't preach, I rap, I'm on stage, this ain't a bull pit

This is it, we're up and running, torch is lit
Prepare for marathons, we don't sprint
I save my crew's name for last, injections lethal
It's L.A.'s finest y'all, it's Dilated Peoples

And y'all can't sleep now, play for keeps
We play for keeps now, y'all can't sleep
And y'all can't sleep now, play for keeps
We play for keeps now and y'all can't sleep

There's people you know, there's people you don't
There's people involved that shouldn't be, you gotta keep close
There's people you know, there's people you don't
There's people involved that shouldn't be, you gotta keep close

I got that flow for the street
Stay ahead of the time, stay behind the beat
It's not what you know, but what you can prove
Everyday they keep chasing me down with little clues

It's Dilated from Los Angels
You didn't know friends make better music than strangers
So far, I've been misunderstood
Wherever I fall, I make the category look good

Twenty-six years young when I wrote this down
My whole life ahead of me, I was known in my town
Things started to change and started to stretch
The farther away I went the closer to home I started to get

My actions cause reactions
Some love and hate shit, I don't ask, it just happens
Either or we came to get it started
Before the show find me at the bar drinkin' Bicardi

This is it, the cats worked hard to have things
Here to keep the party up, I rap caffeine
I save my crew's name for last, injections lethal
It's L.A.'s finest, it's Dilated Peoples

And y'all can't sleep now, play for keeps
We play for keeps now, y'all can't sleep
And y'all can't sleep now, play for keeps
We play for keeps now and y'all can't sleep

There's people you know, there's people you don't
There's people involved that shouldn't be, you gotta keep close
There's people you know, there's people you don't
There's people involved that shouldn't be, you gotta keep close

There's people you know, there's people you don't
There's people involved that shouldn't be, you gotta keep close
There's people you know, there's people you don't
There's people involved that shouldn't be, you gotta keep close

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