Nipple To The Bottle - Lyrics - Grace Jones

Title: Nipple To The Bottle
Artist: Grace Jones
Composer(s): Sly Dunbar, Grace Jones

Lyric:
Color and warmth came into your world
It makes me crazy
When you don't get what you want
You scream and you shout
You're still a baby

Don't give me a line
Keep the lid on the bottle this time
I'm still a lady
I won't do it tonight
I won't do it tonight
No way baby

I won't give in and I won't feel guilty
(I won't give in and I won't feel guilty)
Rant and rave to manipulate me
(Rant and rave to manipulate me)
From the nipple to the bottle never satisfied
(From the nipple to the bottle never satisfied)
From the nipple to the bottle now the cow must die
(From the nipple to the bottle now the cow must die)

Power and wealth surrendering myself
It ain't easy
Embarrassing my store by opening up my door
When it's breezy

You showed me your force
Exaggerated stamina and energy
No place for that
No place for that
It's not that easy

I won't give in and I won't feel guilty
(I won't give in and I won't feel guilty)
Rant and rave to manipulate me
(Rant and rave to manipulate me)
From the nipple to the bottle never satisfied
(From the nipple to the bottle never satisfied)
From the nipple to the bottle now the cow must die
(From the nipple to the bottle now the cow must die)

Ain't gon give it, you ain't gon get it
If I don't give it, you ain't gon get it

I won't give in and I won't feel guilty
(I won't give in and I won't feel guilty)
Rant and rave to manipulate me
(Rant and rave to manipulate me)
From the nipple to the bottle never satisfied
(From the nipple to the bottle never satisfied)
From the nipple to the bottle now the cow must die
(From the nipple to the bottle now the cow must die)

Color and warmth came into your world
It makes me crazy
When you don't get what you want
You scream and you shout
You're still a baby

Don't give me a line
Keep the lid on the bottle this time
I'm still a lady
I won't do it tonight
I won't do it tonight
No where baby

I won't give in and I won't feel guilty
(I won't give in and I won't feel guilty)
Rant and rave to manipulate me
(Rant and rave to manipulate me)
From the nipple to the bottle never satisfied
(From the nipple to the bottle never satisfied)
From the nipple to the bottle now the cow must die
(From the nipple to the bottle now the cow must die)

You ain't gon get it, I ain't gon give it
(I won't give in and I won't feel guilty)
(Hey)
If I don't give it, how you gonna get it?
(Hey)
(Rant and rave to manipulate me)

(Hey)
You ain't gon get it, I ain't gon give it
(Hey)
(From the nipple to the bottle never satisfied)
(Hey)
If I don't give it, how you gonna get it?
(Hey)
If I don't give it, how you gonna get it?
If I don't give it, how you gonna get it?
If I don't give it, you ain't gon get it?

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It Won'T Die - Lyrics - Madcap

Title: It Won'T Die
Artist: Madcap
Composer(s): Jordan Nathaniel Johnson, Lee Wish Lebaigue, Jacob Alexander Margolis, John F Mastantuono

Lyric:
Get that out of your head
Is what they told me now
Tried to clip my wings
Keep my feet on the ground

But I got something
They could never have
I got heart
I got love tonight

And it won't die
No matter what they do
It won't die
No matter what they say
It won't die
No matter what they do

Take your phony ideals
And get 'em out of my face
Because I do what I want
And not what others say

'Cause I got something
They could never have
I got heart
I got love tonight

It won't die
No matter what they do
It won't die
No matter what they say
It won't die
No matter what they do

Get up get out
They said to me
There ain't no sense
In chasing dreams

Stop

I got something
They could never have
I got something
They could never have

I got something
They could never have
I got heart
I got faith tonight

It won't die
No matter what they do
It won't die
No matter what they say
It won't die
No matter what they do

It won't die
No matter what they do

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Some Memories Just Won'T Die - Lyrics - Marty Robbins

Title: Some Memories Just Won'T Die
Artist: Marty Robbins
Composer(s): Bobby Springfield

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Lyric:
You say it's over, you say it's through
It was a long long time ago
And he means nothing to you
Oh, but I heard you whisper
Someone's name in your sleep last night
Baby admit it, some memories just won't die

Oh, some memories just won't die
Some feelings just won't leave
Oh, no matter how hard you try
And I know every now and then
(Yes I know)
(Every now and then)
You still think of him, I see it in your eyes
Some memories just won't die

I thought my loving would help you forget
But something tells me you're not over him yet
Somethings haunting you way down deep inside
Am I losing you, to a memory that won't die

And some memories just won't die
Some feelings just won't leave
Oh, no matter how hard you try
And I know every now and then
(Yes I know)
(Every now and then)
You still think of him, I see it in your eyes
Some memories just won't die

Some memories just won't die
Some feelings just won't leave
Oh, no matter how hard you try
And I know every now and then
(Yes I know)
(Every now and then)
You still think of him, I see it in your eyes
Some memories just won't die

Memories just won't die
Some feelings just won't leave
Oh, no matter how hard you try

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All We Are - Lyrics - OneRepublic - Onerepublic

Title: All We Are
Album: OneRepublic
Artist: Onerepublic
Composer(s): Tim Myers, Ryan Tedder

Lyric:
I tried to paint you a picture
The colors were all wrong
Black and white didn?t fit you
And all along

You were shaded with patience
Your strokes of everything
That I need just to make it
And I believe that

That I could tear you apart
But it won?t break
Anything that you are
You are

We won't say our goodbyes
You know it?s better that way
We won?t break, we won?t die
It?s just a moment of change

All we are, all we are
Is everything that?s right
All we need, all we need
Our love is at a bind

I walked a minute in your shoes
They never would have fit
I figured there?s nothing to lose
I need to get

Some perspective on these words
Before I hunt them down
You?re an island and my ship
Has run aground

Time to tear you apart
But it won't break
Anything that we are
We are

We won't say our goodbyes
You know it?s better that way
We won?t break, we won?t die
It?s just a moment of change

All we are, all we are
Is everything that?s right
All we need, all we need
Our love is at a bind

Every single day that I can breathe
You changed my philosophy
I?m never gonna let you pass me by

So don?t say your goodbyes
You know it's better that way
We won?t break, we won?t die
It?s just a moment of change

So don?t say your goodbyes
You know it's better that way
We won?t break, we won?t die
It?s just a moment of change

All we are, all we are
Is everything that?s right
All we need, all we need
Our love is at a bind

So don?t say your goodbyes
You know it's better that way
We won?t break, we won?t die

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It Won'T Be Long - Lyrics - Flatt And Scruggs

Title: It Won'T Be Long
Artist: Flatt And Scruggs
Composer(s): Johnie Anderson

Lyric:
There will come a time some mornin'
When all the saints will rise and shine
Hallelujah, praise the Lord, it won't be long

Up to that happy home in glory
Where the souls shall never die
Hallelujah, praise the Lord, it won't be long

It won't be long, it won't be long
Till we hear the angels sing the victory song
Then we'll gather around the throne
There to live forever more
Hallelujah, praise the Lord, it won't be long

We will meet our friends and loved ones
When our toilin' here is over
Hallelujah, praise the Lord, it won't be long

There we'll shout and sing His praises
In that land forever more
Hallelujah, praise the Lord, it won't be long

It won't be long, it won't be long
Till we hear the angels sing the victory song
Then we'll gather around the throne
There to live forever more
Hallelujah, praise the Lord, it won't be long

We would see the Savior comin'
Some glad mornin' on the farm
Hallelujah, praise the Lord, it won't be long

The saints and angels will come shoutin'
Oh, what glory that will be
Hallelujah, praise the Lord, it won't be long

It won't be long, it won't be long
Till we hear the angels sing the victory song
Then we'll gather around the throne
There to live forever more
Hallelujah, praise the Lord, it won't be long

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Don'T Kill It Carol - Lyrics - Manfred Mann

Title: Don'T Kill It Carol
Artist: Manfred Mann
Composer(s): Mike Heron

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Lyric:
This wild rose that I hold in my hand
It's the strangest thing I've seen
One bud, only just started to show
And the leaves are the lightest green

It's had it's share of the rain
It needs some feeling to light
It's fiery flame again
But one cruel lie and it could die

Don't kill it Carol

Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow
Don't kill it Carol
Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow
Don't kill it Carol

This wild rose that I hold in my hand
It could grow to be so strong
Born one night in the calm of the storm
It was made for a rock and roll song

It's only just seen the light
It could so easily fall back
To the gentle night
But one cruel lie and it could die

Don't kill it Carol

Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow
Don't kill it Carol
Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow
Don't kill it Carol

It's looking for a place to live outside all space and time
Where there's no need for it to fade
There's a secret garden that I think we can find
Lot's of sunshine, there's a touch of shade

Don't, don't, don't
Don't kill it Carol

This wild rose that I hold in my hand
It's the strangest thing I've seen
One bud only just started to show
And the leaves are the lightest green

It's had it's share of the rain
It needs some feeling to light
It's fiery flame again
But one cruel lie and it could die

Don't kill it Carol

Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow
Don't kill it Carol
Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow
Don't kill it Carol

Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow
Don't kill it Carol
Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow
Don't kill it Carol

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Bury Me A G - Lyrics - Resurrection Soundtrack - 2pac

Title: Bury Me A G
Album: Resurrection Soundtrack
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Tyruss Himes, Rated R O'Kelly Isley, C Jasper, Ernie Isley, Ronald Isley, Tupac Shakur, Rudolph Isley, D Rivers, Maurice Harding, Marvin Isley

Lyric:
Thug Life
Thinkin' back
Reminiscing on my teens
A young G
Getten' paid over dope fiends
Fuckin' off cash that I make
Nigga, what's tha sense of workin hard
If you never get tp play
I'm hustlen'
Stayin' out till it's dawn
And commin' home
At 6 o'clock in tha mornin'
Hand's on my glock
Eye's on tha prize
Finger on tha trigga when a nigga rides
Shootin' craps
Bustin' niggas out tha door
Pick my money off tha floor
God bless tha tre-four
Stuck on full, drunk again
Sippin' on Gin
With a couple of friends
Sayin' those thug life niggas be like major pimps
Stickin' to tha rules is what made it simp
And if I die
Let it be
But when they come for me
Bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
Even when I die
They won't worry me
Mama don't cry
Bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
Even when I die
They won't worry me
Mama don't cry
Bury me a G

More Trouble than tha average
Just made 25 and I'm livin' like a savage
Bein a G ain't no easy thing
Cause you could fuck around get crossed
And get stuck in tha game
And for tha rest of your life you will sit and remineise
Wonder why it had to end like this
And to tha G's you can feel my pain
Till tha mothafuckas gets born again
You thought I was a game kid
I'm not tha nigga for playin games
I let my buckshots rang
When I pull tha trigga on my gauge
I'm on tha rampage
Makin' runs for tha devil
Ain't nothin' on my mind
Will get me in some trouble
I'm tryin to ride
No more loves
For me hard to figure
Get a nigga, smoke a blunt
Or is a jury starts (break that shit)
I gives a fuck nigga
Stuck outta luck
When I bust
Pull me to my death
But I'm a G to tha enemy

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
Even when I die
They won't worry me
Mama don't cry
Bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
Even when I die
They won't worry me
Mama don't cry
Bury me a G

I got nothen' ta loose so I choose to be a killer
Went from bangin' ta slangin'
Now I'm a dope dealer
All my life payed tha price to be tha boss
Back in school
Wrote tha rules on getten' tossed
Poppin' rocks on tha block was a past time
Pack a 9 all the time
You wanna test mine ?
Don't cry
I die before they play me
From tha cradle to tha grave
Bury me
Straight Thug G
Kickin' it with tha homies in tha hood
Getten' drunk, smokin' blunts
A bitch said I was no good
I gives a fuck
I spend my time in tha dope spot
Never had no time for no bitch
Instead slangin' rocks
And bustin' caps on you punk ass marcs
Fake ass G's
Bitch niggas with no heart
I'm stayin' real till I'm 6 feet deep
So when a nigga gone
Bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
Even when I die
They won't worry me
Mama don't cry
Bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
Even when I die
They won't worry me
Mama don't cry
Bury me a G

Stuck on Full
Tangaray got a nigga high
Lord knows I don't need another DUI
I led a Thug Life
Heartless hustler
Just cause I fucked
Don't mean I trust her
Now my pagers vibratin'
Can't sleep
So I'm mobbin' to tha ho's house
Pumpin' Isely
Is it cool ta fuck is what I'm askin
Bitch recognize game and start laughen
When I'm all in those guts and shit
Prayin' that a nigga don't nut too quick
Cause I'll fuck and get up and let ya know
I'll be a 10 minute brotha for a $2 ho
Lots a ho's get mad and shit
I let a trick be a trick
You can have that bitch
Cause I doubt if I change
Tha games a mothafucker
Real niggas turn ta bustas
Bury Me a G

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
Even when I die
They won't worry me
Mama don't cry
Bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
Even when I die
They won't worry me
Mama don't cry
Bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
Even when I die
They won't worry me
Mama don't cry
Bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
Even when I die
They won't worry me
Mama don't cry
Bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
Even when I die
They won't worry me
Mama don't cry
Bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
Even when I die
They won't worry me
Mama don't cry
Bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches --- bitches

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Not Die'N - Lyrics - Sticky Fingaz

Title: Not Die'N
Artist: Sticky Fingaz
Composer(s): Anthony Hester, Kirk Jones, Ed Hinson

Lyric:
If it wasn't for Kool Herc, hip hop wouldn't be created
That's bullshit, I would of created it tens years later
Niggas acting up till the guns is heard
I don't hear you poppin' shit now, mums the word

And all you rapping niggas, what, that's all you got
Think you a thug now you doing songs with Pac
Gotta bullet in my stomach doctors scared to remove it
And 25 stitches above my dick to prove it

But I can't die, so I don't wear no vest
I'm like super nigga, gotta SF on my chest
Nigga I'll take a automatic and play Russian roulette
Just to collect, life is short expect my death

Told you once, told you twice
This is the last time you can bop give me a flat line
Even if I bleed to death I can't die
Not even if I fell from ten stories high
Yo, I'ma rule the underground or get shot trying
No matter how many times I get hit with the hot iron

I'm not die'n
What bring it, I'm not die'n
I'm not die'n
What bring it, I'm not die'n

I'm not die'n
What bring it, I'm not die'n
I'm not die'n
What bring it, I'm not die'n

I'm not die'n
What bring it, I'm not die'n
I'm not die'n
What bring it, I'm not die'n

I'm not die'n
What bring it, I'm not die'n
I'm not die'n
What bring it, I'm not die'n

I tried everything swallowed pills slit my wrist
Made my own brother shoot me, X-1 fuckin' missed
Tried to paint the walls with my brain but the gun jammed
At my first shoot out, I stayed everyone ran

I want it raw, and more than ten different women
Locked myself in the garage with the Benz runnin'
As a kid, they had to watch me carefully
Tried to put the blow dryer in the bath with me

Everywhere I go, I hear voices, who calling me
Doc said my brain damaged but I don't see nothing wrong with me
Maybe that's why half the industry won't do a song with me
I walked amongst the dead, talked to punks with lead
An eye for an eye, we can all go blind

All you niggas talking about you ain't scared to die
I feel nigga, 'cause I ain't scared to kill you nigga what
I'ma rule the underground or get shot trying
No matter how many times I get hit with the hot iron

I'm not die'n
What bring it, I'm not die'n
I'm not die'n
What bring it, I'm not die'n

I'm not die'n
What bring it, I'm not die'n
I'm not die'n
What bring it, I'm not die'n

I'm not die'n
What bring it, I'm not die'n
I'm not die'n
What bring it, I'm not die'n

I'm not die'n
What bring it, I'm not die'n
I'm not die'n
What bring it, I'm not die'n

You can't kill me
You can't kill me
You can't kill me
You can't kill me

You can't kill me
You can't kill me
You can't kill me
You can't kill me

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Hustler Musik - Lyrics - Tha Carter, Vol. 2 - Lil' Wayne

Title: Hustler Musik
Album: Tha Carter, Vol. 2
Artist: Lil' Wayne
Composer(s): Tristan G. Jones, Dwayne Carter

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Lyric:
Goddamn, missed and hit a nigga in his head with dis one
I'ma paint da city red wit dis one
I'm ahead wit dis one
See u fuckin' wit da boys
Who tote toys way before Christmas
No assistance just

That persistence with
That commitment if
I don't get it, somebody gon' die tonight
I know my vibe is tight
And I deserve da throne
And if da kid ain't right
Den let me die in his songs

See I'll be ridin' just
Ridin alone'
Wit my daddy on my mind, like u gotta be kiddin'
How da hell u ain't here 2 see ya prince do his thing?
Sometimes I wanna drop a tear but no emotions from a king

Shant be, so I be who I be, that's me
Dats Weezy F. Baby and
Please say da motherfuckin'
So I be who I be, that's me
Dats Weezy F. Baby and
Please say da motherfuckin'

Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here
Doin' what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin'
So bitch, how da fuck iz u trippin'?
I'm takin' dese chances

My head 2 da sky
My feet on da ground
My fingas 2 da judge
If da money don't move

Then I won't budge
(Won't budge)
No I won't budge, no Lord

Money iz da motivation
Facin' da avenue
Back touchin' da wall
Got da weed, got da gun

Gotta run when I hear da bird call
Dang, hop in dat thang and merk off
Swerve off
U kno me dey call me Birdman Jr.

Anybody murderer
If Birdman sponsor it
Phantom of da Opera
All black, guap tent, locked in
I can let them shots out
U can't get no shots in

Bullet proof, leave a nigga wit a bullet roof
Shoot ya in ya mouth, Leroy
They call ?em Bullet Tooth
I'm like, what it do, what it do
There's a full court pressure
I'm just going for da 2

If I'm open for da 3
I'ma take it in a second
Even if there's one second
I'ma make it, it's nothin'

I don't take it for granted
I don't take it for nothin'
I take it for what it's worth
To da derf motherfucker
(Yea)

Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here
Doin' what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin'
So bitch, how da fuck iz u trippin'?
I'm takin' dese chances

My head 2 da sky
My feet on da ground
My fingas 2 da judge
If da money don't move

Then I won't budge
(Won't budge)
No I won't budge, no Lord

I ain't neva killed nobody I promise
And I promise if u try me
He gon' have to rewind dis track
And make me go back
Dat thing a go rrrat
Dat boy will lay flat, so flat

Dat act is wat I perform amongst u hatas
Got Nina in my palm and I'm masturbating
Black Peter Pan, fly till I die, what u sayin'?
Bathin' ape, Eve Saint, Evisu wat I stay in

Got me feelin' like Scarface
Light da Cohiba, streets reply
I look right in the 4 seater, u know I be high
Get right in the 4 seater, top floor of da Four Seasons
4 of dem whores, and they all kno how to cook it up

And look I got some
And only one know how to bag, bitch bundle up
See it's a cold world so homie bundle up
We ain't on dis grind for nothin'
Now get ya hustle up

Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here
Doin' what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin'
So bitch, how da fuck iz u trippin'?
I'm takin' dese chances

My head 2 da sky
My feet on da ground
My fingas 2 da judge
If da money don't move

Then I won't budge
(Won't budge)
No I won't budge, no Lord

Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here
Doin' what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin'
So bitch, how da fuck iz u trippin'?
I'm takin' dese chances

My head 2 da sky
My feet on da ground
My fingas 2 da judge
If da money don't move

Then I won't budge
(Won't budge)
No I won't budge, no Lord

Man, man this be that Hustler Musik
Young Weezy got that muthafucking Hustler Musik, yo
So ride to it yo, and vibe to it yo
I'm asking y'all please, please

Young Weezy got that Hustla Musik
Young Weezy got that muthafucking Hustler Musik
Ride to it yo, vibe to it yo
Vibe to it yo

It's trill shit man, it's real talk man
It's how we do it, how we did it, how we done it
It's trill shit man, it's real talk boy
It's how we do it, how we did it, how we done it

I ain't bragging, I ain't boastin', it's the way it go
I ain't bragging, I ain't boastin', that's the way it is
Better guard your kids, guard your face, better guard your body
We warned the place, we here
Fuck bitches, it's young money, nigga

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Come Kill Me - Lyrics - S.D.E. - Cam'Ron

Title: Come Kill Me
Album: S.D.E.
Artist: Cam'Ron
Composer(s): Darrell Branch, Cameron Giles

Lyric:
Yo, Weez, wasup man
Yo, word man
What happened?
You hear them niggas man
Them niggas is pussy man, word man
What happened?
Yo, them niggas is dead man, we gon' kill them niggas man
Today, I

Straight like that today man, we gon' murder them niggas man
Assed out man, I heard they do they thing though
Son, don't worry about that man, we gon' do our thing nigga
Yeah, I'm feelin' that let's go kill them niggas man, no doubt

You wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up
Yo, check it out now, uh, yo, yo

Yo, subliminal thoughts, 107th street, criminal court
Pissy drunk up in here, Gordon gin the court
It's like a biscuit, judging my dick though, case acquitted
When it's dough I do whatever it takes to get it

So, chain danglers are in danger
When I skate wit ya ice like the Rangers, assume later
Boss bitch though, goin' out like Tomb Raider
Booth razors, a few blazers, who raised her

He speak Eboni, me and my God daughter C-Hanni
Come through with the mean Tommy
Ask you if you seen mommy
And she three feet behind me

Why my whole life is like the repeat of Gandhi
Me and G O D, from C O C
Like got dough C O D
A S A P, A S A P

Play me, you crazy and your mother ass fat
So I laid her on her stomach
Bust your brothers on her back
Never rubber on or cap, I'm a raw specialist

Make me more devilish
Me and my whores never kiss
Though, motherfucker we was prone to die
Just my green top, yo, we own inside, motherfucker

You wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up
We gon ball 'til we fall, gon' ride in the five
Keep pies in our eyes, stay high 'til we die

You wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up
We keep a clip in our shit, keep a brick on the trip
Keep a chick in the whip, gettin' licked the six

Ayo they used to call me, 'Work Out'
'Cause before I brought my work out, I used to work out
Niggas wanna make deals, na, na I want work out
Now, murk out, before you get cursed out

Bangin' they fun, same as the sun
Hidin' from the church when you slang to the nuns
Chumps come through with giraffe and orangutang guns
Vetty vest, you petty theft, you seem soft

I'm seven judges up in Supreme Court
Mean thoughts all over a teen porch
Wait, don't have to tell you shit
Matter fact, pat him down, who the hell you wit?

Yo, you wack money, wait around all day for pack money
Get a gold chain talkin' 'bout you 'bout to have money
But everything's gonna be all right, why?
'Cause every ring's gonna be all ice and
You wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up

You wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up
We gon ball 'til we fall, gon' ride in the five
Keep pies in our eyes, stay high 'til we die

You wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up
We keep a clip in our shit, keep a brick on the trip
Keep a chick in the whip, gettin' licked the six

This nigga with the ice mug stuntin'? He won't bust nothing
Yo, talkin' 'bout he gon' touch somethin', he won't bust nothing
Yo, sayin' that he too much frontin', he won't bust nothing
Yo, he just a fake thug bluffin', he won't bust nothing

And his man with the ice grill frontin', he won't kill nothing
Yo, he outside with the mil frontin', he won't kill nothing
Talkin' 'bout he some real somethin', he won't kill nothing
Sayin' yo, I'ma kill something, he won't kill nothing

Not a collecter of Picasso
But everybody in my scepter got dough
Neglect a rock row
Go to charve and not dough ho

But Hector, Comancho, mi amigo rockin' in the side bitch
Maxin out to Marvin, can't know it
That's why I keep the blam, blam loaded
Club grand open, next week we grand close it, come and kill me

Get the fuck outta here
This shit is fuckin' closed
Get the fuck outta here motherfucker
I'll kill you

You wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up
We gon ball 'til we fall, gon' ride in the five
Keep pies in our eyes, stay high 'til we die

You wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up
We keep a clip in our shit, keep a brick on the trip
Keep a chick in the whip, gettin' licked the six

You wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up
We gon ball 'til we fall, gon' ride in the five
Keep pies in our eyes, stay high 'til we die

You wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up
We keep a clip in our shit, keep a brick on the trip
Keep a chick in the whip, gettin' licked the six

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Cupid - Lyrics - 112 - 112

Title: Cupid
Album: 112
Artist: 112
Composer(s): Quinnes Parker, Michael Keith, Arnold Hennings, Marvin Scandrick, Courtney Sills, Daron Jones

Lyric:
Everybody put your hands together
Whoa, mmm, yeah
Girl, I love you so
112, listen

Girl, if I told you I love you
That doesn't mean it that I don't care, ooh
And when I tell you I need you
Don't you think that I'll never be there, ooh

Baby, I'm so tired of the way you turn
My words into deception and lies
Don't misunderstand me when I try to speak my mind
I'm only sayin' what's in my heart

Cupid doesn't lie
But you won't know unless you give it a try
Oh baby, true love won't lie
But we won't know unless we give it a try
Give it a try

Girl, when I ask you to trust me
That doesn't mean it that I'm gonna cheat on you
'Cause I'm gonna never do anything to hurt you
Or mislead you, I love you

Baby, I'm so tired of the way you turn
My words into deception and lies
Don't misunderstand me when I try to speak my mind
I'm only sayin' what's in my heart

Cupid doesn't lie
But you won't know unless you give it a try
Oh baby, true love won't lie
But we won't know unless we give it a try
Give it a try

Ain't no doubt about it, Lord knows, I really mean it
I'd rather die before, before I lie to you
Never wanna leave ya, there ain't no life without you
Never gonna leave, never gonna go, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, oh

Cupid doesn't lie
But you won't know unless you give it a try
Oh baby, true love won't lie
But we won't know unless we give it a try
Give it a try

Cupid doesn't lie
But you won't know unless you give it a try
Oh baby, true love won't lie
But we won't know unless we give it a try
Give it a try

Cupid doesn't lie
But you won't know unless you give it a try
Oh baby, true love won't lie
But we won't know unless we give it a try

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You'Ll Have Time - Lyrics - William Shatner

Title: You'Ll Have Time
Artist: William Shatner
Composer(s): William Shatner, Ben Folds

Lyric:
Live life, live life like you're gonna die
Because you're gonna
I hate to be the bearer of bad news
But you're gonna die

Maybe not today or even next year
But before you know it you'll be saying
"Is this all there was?
What was all the fuss? Why did I bother?"

Now, maybe you won't suffer maybe it's quick
But you'll have time to think
Why did I waste it? Why didn't I taste it?
You'll have time 'cause you're gonna die

Yes it's gonna happen because
It's happened to a lot of people I know
My mother, my father, my loves
The President, the kings and the Pope they all had hope

And they muttered just before they went
Maybe, I won't let go
Live life like you're gonna die
Because you are

Maybe you won't suffer maybe it's quick
But you'll have time to think
Why did I waste it? Why didn't I taste it?
You'll have time 'cause you're gonna die

I tell you who else left us
Passed on down to heaven no longer with us
Johnny Cash, JFK, that guy in the Stones
Lou Gehrig, Einstein, and Joey Ramone

Have I convinced you?
Do you read my lips?
This may come as news but it's time
You're gonna die, you're gonna die

By the time you hear this
I may well be dead
And you my friend might be next
'Cause we're all gonna die

Yeah, oh maybe you won't suffer and maybe it's quick
But you'll have time to think
Why did I waste it? Why didn't I taste it?
You'll have time, you'll have time cause you're gonna die

Yes, you're gonna die
You're gonna die, I tell you
You're gonna die, you're gonna die

'Cause maybe you won't suffer maybe it's quick
But you have time to think
Why did I waste it? Why didn't I taste it?
You'll have time 'cause you're gonna die

Live life, life, life like you're gonna die
Because you're going to
Oh yes I hate to be the beater of bad news
But you're gonna die

Maybe not today or even next year
But before you know it you'll be saying
"Is this all there was? What was all the fuss?
Why did I bother?

Y O U apostrophe R E G O double N A D I E die
You are gonna die
Lung cancer, heart attack, diabetes, drug overdose
Choke on a chicken bone, hit by a lightning bolt
Heart attack, airplane crash
Car wreck, fucked up in your ass

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The Last Redemption - Lyrics - W.A.S.P.

Title: The Last Redemption
Artist: W.A.S.P.
Composer(s): Steve Duren

Lyric:
Take me, shame me
Made you to lay my name on your tongues
Hate me, slay me
It's danger to hang my face on your walls

Take me, change me
I'm nothing, the crowns of thorns on your hearts
Oh, oh can you change me, save me?
Will you love me nailed to your Neon Cross?

If I die for you, will my life have counted?
Give me the truth, would it mean anything?
Oh, if I die for you, will I die for thousands?
Oh, give me the truth, will you ever remember me
Oh, if I die for you?

We're dying for you
I lied to thousands
[Incomprehensible]
I am deceit

Falling for you
I was the God with
Disciples at my feet

Give us the truth
I'm Lord to no man
Telling us true
It's all lies you see

Give us the truth
Messiah to thousands
With love's blood on my feet

Just give us the truth
I lied to thousands
Telling us true
I sowed what you'll reap

Give us the truth
Messiah of nothing
Disciples at my feet

I am no God of all your lost religions
Prophet for love
You could never see, you all believed
Oh, I was the chosen one

I'll please the crowds and die out loud
Take my name in vain
Cast it on the long forgotten wind

I messiah nothing
Oh why, why'd you made me God?
I wanna die

No, don't come to me
No, don't believe in you, God of love
Oh, won't you see
I can't deceive no more?

No, don't believe
I'm no redeeming God of love
Your God, you see's
All make believes Neon

When I'm gone
Will you all still need your
Dangerous Gods?
You'll never see, we all deceive
Oh, until we're here and gone

Oh mother please, what'd you do to me?
Anoint my head with oils
Dark descent to madness, be my friend

I messiah nothing
Oh why, why'd you made me God?
I wanna die

No, don't come to me
No, don't believe in you, God of love
Oh, won't you see
I can't deceive no more?

No, don't believe
I'm no redeeming God of love
Your God, you see's
All make believes Neon

You're fucked for life
Die for us, oh, Messiah, please
You're fucked for life
Die so we'll all believe

I messiah nothing
Oh I, oh, I'm a throw away for life
I messiah nothing
Ooh, why would you remember anymore if I die?

Oh, all I need was someone to love me
Oh, all I needed was one
There's no one who cares

Oh, all I need was someone to love me
Oh, all I needed was one
There's no one who cares

Oh, tell me, my Lord, why am I here?
Surely, not to live in pain and sorrow
Are we to live in pain and fear?

Oh, tell me, my Lord, why am I here?
Are we to hide inside and fear forever
A never ending road of tears
Oh, tell me, my Lord, why am I here?

Are you still Neon God?
(I won't go away)
Still an icon

Thrilling Neon
(It won't go away)
Dying for their love

Still the God of
(It won't go away)
Thrilling Neon

Killing their God
(Go away)
Spilling all your blood

Can you save your Neon
If I fade away?
Show them their wrong

And die today
A crucified son
A martyr for their love

You were never my God
Yours to blame
Can you walk on water

Yours to slay
Come off your cross
And resurrect your God

No, don't come to me
No, don't believe in your God of Love
Don't come to me
I can't deceive no more

No, don't believe
I'm no redeeming God of love
Your God, you see's
All make believe Neon

No, don't come to me
No, don't believe
Don't die for me
You're all deceived for love

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Down Boy - Lyrics - Down Boy 1 - Holly Valance

Title: Down Boy
Album: Down Boy 1
Artist: Holly Valance
Composer(s): Robert Berkely Davis

Lyric:
Down boy
Keep you down, boy

I'm the one that you would die for
The one you long to touch
The one you live a life for
I know it's much

The more you see, the more you want
The more you taste, it just gets better
The more you get, the more you like it
Don't go too far, I won't let you

Down boy
Won't you bring me down, boy?
Gotta keep you down
If you want me with you

Down boy
Won't you bring me down, boy?
Gotta keep you down
Some things I just won't do

Down boy
Won't you bring me down, boy?
Gotta keep you down
If you want me with you

Down boy
Won't you bring me down, boy?
Gotta keep you down
Some things I just won't do

Do anything to please me
I got you where I want
I know how much you need me
Just wanna get it up

The more you see, the more you want
The more you taste, it just gets better
The more you get, the more you like it
Don't go too far, I won't let you

Down boy
Won't you bring me down, boy?
Gotta keep you down
If you want me with you

Down boy
Won't you bring me down, boy?
Gotta keep you down
Some things I just won't do

Down boy
Won't you bring me down, boy?
Gotta keep you down
If you want me with you

Down boy
Won't you bring me down, boy?
Gotta keep you down
Some things I just won't do

Gotta keep you down
Gotta keep you down
Gotta keep you down

Some things I just won't do
Some things I just won't do
Some things I just won't do
Some things I just won't do

The more you see, the more you want
The more you taste, it just gets better
The more you get, the more you like it
Don't go too far, I won't let you

Down boy
Won't you bring me down, boy?
Gotta keep you down
If you want me with you

Down boy
Won't you bring me down, boy?
Gotta keep you down
Some things I just won't do

Down boy
Won't you bring me down, boy?
Gotta keep you down
If you want me with you

Down boy
Won't you bring me down, boy?
Gotta keep you down
Some things I just won't do

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High Speed - Lyrics - Still I Rise (with Outlawz) - 2pac

Title: High Speed
Album: Still I Rise (with Outlawz)
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Yafeu Fula, Darryl Harper, Steven Stanley, Tina Weymouth, Tupac Shakur, Adrian Belew, Chris Franz, Malcolm Greenidge

Lyric:
I speak for all my niggaz livin' in the rush
Slow it down just a notch, baby
It's goin' be alright, it's goin' be alright

Life in high speed
Fuck the punishment, tie weed
I gonna buy me a gun
Fuck doin' time

I live life high speed, sightly disillusioned by weed
I breed thug muthafuckas even worse than me
When I bleed, my enemies best to flee quickly on me
My army, niggaz deceive swiftly

Look at you, now, why you wanna hang out?
I pull the hammer back
Strike wit' a cannon and blow your muthafuckin' back out
They blast but I'm still standin' slightly scarred deep

Questions for the Lord, why He don't like me?
Guard my soul though my life was hard with no remorse
I absorb bomb, less it's without protection for the boss
Rollin' in my double, raw, rugged, and ruthless

Keep a vest through these hard times, knowin' it's useless
And my crew, who could should be mistaken for Jews
We all about our past, blast if he break the rules
Fools done snitched for the D.A., be heaven sent

Switched like a stone bitch, turned straight severed then, why?
Then they wonder why niggaz die
Put your family in danger just to get high
Now, what the hell can we get from jail?

More tricks for the crime rate, this is hell
Bail out, a thug nigga fresh out the jail house
Open your safe count and take all your mail out
Whatever happens happens, whoever falls, dies

We fresh out of time, livin' blind so we all ride
In times like these, chronic and tie weed
Puffin' through these high speed and people say

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

Verbal assassin, I hit the corner fast, blastin'
I plan to stretch your chest plate back like elastic
No need to push me to slippin' I love beef, like pussy and pistols
For all you pussies that's soft as tissue

I ride plottin' like the fall guy out the roof
Bustin' at you wise guy, gettin' high, sippin' hundred proof
Gettin' your neck joints low to verdict wit' mine
Get that ass attacked, murdered and robbed, blind from behind

Grab your shots', callin', catchin' niggaz while they stormin'
Kickin' his door in
And get your whole fuckin' family a' mournin'
Plus all you itchy bitchy types can't touch me
Frontin' like your hard
I'll play your fuckin' yard like a trussel

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

At times, I look through times with so much anger
Wonderin' why it keeps on passin' bringin' me the danger
No signal, hard time is a good one at times I'm amazed
Now what the muthafuck a hood done? What we do to get paid

All day, for the almighty, dollar, don't even bother to holla
We all destined to be swallowed by the same thing we lust for
Threw away our morals in bags of dust
More niggaz is dying tomorrow

We, bet on all time, nigga, the clocks tickin'
Approachin' is the day you only know your glocks spittin'
Cops sittin', politicians passin' laws you ain't knowin'
Soon that money goin' be illegal when you got it

Keep your dough up
But I ain't goin' tell you, what? To stop chasin' paper
Man, I'm just like y'all, I worry 'bout that shit later
Put the metal to the pedal, slash up nigga, blaze
Let's get blowed out high speed til the end of my days
Now, my people say

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

High speed
(We goin' all night)
Life of an outlaw, ghetto stars
(We goin' all night)
Yes, I'm gonna buy me a gun

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
For my niggaz on the Westside and the Eastside
And the Northside and the Southside
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)

(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
From Compton to Jersey
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
Gettin' it real hard, niggaz in Michigan
(M.O.B, nigga, M.O.B)
From Atlanta, Georgia to Utah

(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
From St. Louis to Alabama
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
From Mississippi to Oakland
From San Francisco to San Diego
Seattle to Florida

(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
Maine to Mass
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
Food and sex
(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
And it don't stop and it won't quit
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)

And it don't stop and it won't quit
And it don't stop and it won't quit
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
Then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night, high speed

And it don't stop and it won't quit
(We goin' all night)
And it don't stop and it won't quit
(We goin' all night)
And it don't stop and it won't quit
(We goin' all night)

And it don't stop and it won't quit
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
And it don't stop and it won't quit
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
And it don't stop and it won't quit
And it don't stop and it won't quit
Outlawz with that rough shit, baby

Learn about it
Pac, you goin' rap?

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Trill Niggas Don’t Die - Lyrics - Stop N Go - Ugk

Title: Trill Niggas Don’t Die
Album: Stop N Go
Artist: Ugk
Composer(s): Paul Jackson, J Mcvey, Bernard James Freeman, Joseph Howard Jr., John Okuribido, Dino Fekaris, Chad L Butler, Nick Zesses

Lyric:
I pack that nine every time and I ain't trying dying
Pussy nigga
I pack that nine every time and I ain't trying dying

I just wanna celebrate 'cause trill niggaz don't die
I just wanna celebrate 'cause trill niggaz don't die
I just wanna celebrate 'cause trill niggaz don't die
I just wanna celebrate 'cause trill niggaz don't die

Pussy nigga, thinking you gon' kill me
I got some'ing for your ass, nigga you gon' feel me
I'ma blow you out the wate, with the 2-23
Putting dick up in your daughter, rap is over I serve some cheese

Nigga talking 'bout robbing Chad
Run up on me with that first will leave you stinking in the grass
If you're Cathlic go to mass, if you're Baptist go to church
See a hoe up in a nigga, gon' pull up a skirt

That'll be some incredible shit
Niggaz scheming on my bezel, on some devilish shit
I been to hell and back, on another level you bitch
Go on try it I'm going live, they gon' need a shovel for you bitch

I just wanna celebrate 'cause trill niggaz don't die
I just wanna celebrate 'cause trill niggaz don't die
I just wanna celebrate 'cause trill niggaz don't die
I just wanna celebrate 'cause trill niggaz don't die

I been stabbed I been shot, went from no fans to being hot
But somehow always fall short, for trying to keep fiddles in my pot
In a doggy dog world, y'all fellas be chasing girls
When I place myself in history, too hot for a ladder to catch me

But I can't help but to notice, I'm one of the coldest
And I know y'all haters love when I'm locked up, but I won't lose focus
Yeah I wrote this counting down, how many days I got
So lately my gun ain't been hid, it's been displayed a lot

My attitude is fucked up, I don't give a fuck 'cause I just don't give one
Thinking 'bout living a life where everything
You do right is wrong, mo'fucker I live one
I know niggaz wanna kill me but I'm still riding pride
'Cause the Lord riding with me and that's the main reason why

I just wanna celebrate 'cause trill niggaz don't die
I just wanna celebrate 'cause trill niggaz don't die
I just wanna celebrate 'cause trill niggaz don't die
I just wanna celebrate 'cause trill niggaz don't die

Some niggaz win and some niggaz lose
Some niggaz getting bruised, some always crying the blues
Some niggaz already lost and ain't gon' lose no mo'
Big shoes, hoe choose, ain't paying dues no mo'

Everything y'all trying to do, I built a school hoe
Now it's fly to talk country, I made the rules hoe
I was sagging in my khaki's 'fore Dickie's was cool
Gangsta Nike's on my feet, our music banging in the streets

The young B.G.'s, really love to fuck
Fuck radio and BET, I'm out here bumping in the trunk
For the girls popping pussy and the boys with the blow
Cadillac'ers and flat-backers, I'm out here ripping for it hoe

I just wanna celebrate 'cause trill niggaz don't die
I just wanna celebrate 'cause trill niggaz don't die
I just wanna celebrate 'cause trill niggaz don't die
I just wanna celebrate 'cause trill niggaz don't die

Can't any man, boy or woman take away my soul
It's a gift given from God and I'm keeping a tight hold
The world is ugly and cold, trying to make me the same
But I'ma keep it one hundred, when it come to the game

Tame attitude, they get the wolves to grouping up
They laying boys down, they future they scooping up
We keep it click tight, so when niggaz start lurking
In the dark heaters start, anybody start jerking

Put my work in on the reg', the powder in the keg
A dragging society, don't borrow don't beg
For tomorrow so gon' 'head with your pity, I'ma be cool
Kindergarteners was looking up to me in pre-school

Down with Pimp C fool and P A T the town
Representing it to the fullest, till I'm gone I hold it down
Bun Beater, would never sell you no lie
So if you ask for the truth, I'ma reply to trill niggaz don't die

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Die Young Stay Pretty - Lyrics - Denis - Best Of Blondie - Blondie

Title: Die Young Stay Pretty
Album: Denis - Best Of Blondie
Artist: Blondie
Composer(s): Chris Stein, Deborah Harry

Lyric:
Die young, stay pretty
Die young, stay pretty
Die young, stay pretty
Die young, stay pretty

Deteriorate in your own time
(Deteriorate in your own time)
Tell 'em you're dead and wither away

Are you living alone or with your family?
A dried up twig on your family tree?
Are you waiting for the reaper to arrive?
Or just to die by the hand of love?

Love for youth, love for youth
So, die young and stay pretty

Leave only the best behind
Slipping sensibilities
Tragedy in your own dream

Oh, you sit all alone in your rocking chair
Transistor pressed against an ear
Were you waiting at the bus stop all your life?
Or just to die by the hand of love?

Love for youth, love for youth
So live fast 'cause it won't last

Dearly near senility
(Dearly near senility)
Was it good or maybe you won't tell?

Die young and stay pretty
You go to live fast 'cause it won't last
No, no, no, die young and stay pretty
Live fast 'cause it won't last

No, no, die young, stay pretty
You go to live fast 'cause it won't last
No, no, no, die young, die young, stay pretty
Live fast 'cause it won't last

No, no, die young, stay pretty

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Ambitionz Az A Ridah - Lyrics - Nu-Mixx Klazzics - 2pac

Title: Ambitionz Az A Ridah
Album: Nu-Mixx Klazzics
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): D Arnaud, Tupac Shakur

Lyric:
I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nuttin' to the G

So many battlefield scars while driven in plush cars
This life as a rap star is nothin' without a guard
Was born rough and rugged, addressin' the mass public
My attitude was, fuck it, 'cause motherfuckers love it

To be a soldier, must maintain composure at ease
Though life is complicated, only what you make it to be
Uhh, and my ambitionz az a ridah to catch her
While she hot, and horny, go up inside her

Then I spit some game in her ear, go to the tele hoe
You put what money in a Benz, 'cause bitch I'm barely broke
I'm smokin' bomb-ass weed feelin' crucial
From player to player, the game's tight, the feeling's mutual

From hustlin and prayers, to breakin' motherfuckers to pay-up
I got no time for these bitches, 'cause these hoes tried to play us
I'm on a meal-ticket mission, want a mil', so I'm wishin'
Competition got me ripped, on that bullshit they stressin'

I'ma rhyme though, clown hoes like it's manditory
No guts, no glory my nigga bitch got the game distorted
Now it's on and it's on because I said so
Can't trust a bitch in the bidness so I got with Death Row

Now these money hungry bitches gettin' suspicious
Started plottin' and plannin' on schemes, to come and trick us
But Thug niggaz be on point and game tight
Me, Syke and Bogart, wrap it up the same night

Got problems then handle it, motherfuckers see me
These niggaz is jealous 'cause deep in they heart they wanna be me
Uhh, yeah, and now ya got me right beside ya
Hopin' you listen I catch you payin' attention to my amibitionz az a ridah

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
My amibitionz az a ridah
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nuttin' to the G

It was my only wish to rise
Above these jealous coward mutherfuckers I despise
When it's time to ride, I was the first off this side, give me the nine
I'm ready to die right here tonight, and motherfuck they life

That's what they screamin' as they drill me, but I'm hard to kill
So open fire, I see you kill me witness my steel
Spittin' at adversaries envious and after me
I'd rather die before they catchin' me, watch me bleed

Mama come rescue me, I'm suicidal thinkin' thoughts
I'm innocent, so there'll be bullets flyin' when I'm caught
Fuck doin' jail time, better day, sacrifice
Won't get a chance to do me like they did my nigga Tyson

Thuggin for life and if you right then nigga die for it
Let them other brothers try, at least you tried for it
When it's time to die to be a man you pick the way you leave
Fuck peace and the police, my ambitionz az a ridah

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
My amibitionz az a ridah
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nuttin' to the G

My murderous lyrics equipped with spirits of the Thugs before me
Pay off the block evade the cops 'cause I know they comin for me
I been hesitant to reappear, been away for years
Now I'm back my adversaries been reduced to tears

Question my methods to switch up speeds, sure as some bitches bleeds
Niggaz'll feel the fire of my mother's corrupted seed
Blast me but they didn't finish, didn't diminish my powers
So now I'm back to be a motherfuckin' menace, they cowards

That's why they tried to set me up
Had bitch-ass niggaz on my team, so indeed, they wet me up
But I'm back reincarnated, incarcerated
At the time I caught the perfect way that God made it

Lace 'em with lyrics that's legendary, musical mercenary
For money, I'll have these motherfuckers buried
Gettin' much mail in jail, niggaz tellin' me to kill it
Knowin' when I get out, they gon' feel it

Witness the realest, a who ridah when I put the shit inside
The cry from all your people when they find her
Just remind ya, my history'll prove I been it
Revenge on them niggaz that played me

And all the cowards that was down widdit
Now it's yo' nigga right beside ya
Hopin' you listenin', catch you payin' attention
To my ambitionz az a ridah

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
My ambitionz az a ridah
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nuttin' to the G

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nuttin' to the G

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nuttin' to the G

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