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Sunday, August 22, 2010

How Come - Lyrics - Undiscovered - James Morrison

Title: How Come
Album: Undiscovered
Artist: James Morrison
Composer(s): James Morrison Catchpole, James Dearness Hogarth, Steve Mcewan

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Lyric:
How come you always wind up changing your direction?
How come you always end up dancing through the room?
How come you always never wanna use protection?
How come you're floating like a Helium balloon?

I can't keep up, you're moving too fast
I got to know, is this gonna last?
'Cause I can't tell whether you're up or you're down
This whole situation is spinning me 'round
Spinning me 'round, spinning me 'round

How come you always end up changing your intentions?
How come you always wind up blowing hot and cold?
One minute honest then you're full of false pretension
Head in the clouds but still you're desperate to control, to control

I just don't know what to believe
You build me and then you bring me down on my knees
You say you want me then you're up and you're gone
I got to know just where you're coming from
Coming from, where you're coming from

I got to know before it's over, one way or the other
If you're stringing me along

I can't keep up, you're moving too fast
I got to know, is this gonna last?
'Cause I can't tell whether you're up or you're down
This whole situation is spinning me 'round
Spinning me 'round, spinning me 'round

How come? How come?
How come you always wind up changing your direction?

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Saturday, August 21, 2010

Last Goodbye - Lyrics - Undiscovered - James Morrison

Title: Last Goodbye
Album: Undiscovered
Artist: James Morrison
Composer(s): Steve Mc Ewan, James Morrison, James Dearness Hogarth

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Lyric:
And I don't believe you and I never will
And oh, I can't live by your side with the lies you've tried to instill
I can't take anymore, I don't have to give you a reason
For leaving this time 'cause this is my last goodbye

It's like I hardly know you but maybe I never did
And it's like every emotion you showed me you kept well hid
And every true word that you ever spoke was really deceiving
Now, I'm leaving this time 'cause this is my last goodbye

I've gotta turn and walk away, I don't have anything left to say
I haven't already said before, I've grown tired of being used
And I'm sick and tired of being accused
Now, I'm walking away from you and I'm not coming back

I don't believe you and I never will
Oh, I can't live by your side with the lies you've tried to instill, oh
I can't take anymore, I don't have to give you a reason
Oh, for leaving this time 'cause this is my last goodbye

Well, I've gotta turn and walk away, I don't have anything left to say
I haven't already said before and I've grown tired of being used
And I'm sick and tired of being accused
Now, I'm walking away from you and I'm not coming back, oh

And I don't believe you and I never will
Oh, I can't take anymore, I don't have to give you a reason
For leaving this time, this is my last goodbye, my last goodbye

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

One Last Chance - Lyrics - Undiscovered - James Morrison

Title: One Last Chance
Album: Undiscovered
Artist: James Morrison
Composer(s): Kevin Andrews, James Morrison, Timothy Kellett

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Lyric:
In my life I don't mean much to anyone
I've lost my way, can't go back anymore
Once I had everything now it's gone
Don't tell me again 'cause I've heard it all before

Some people say that I'm not worth it
I've made mistakes but nobody's perfect
Guess I'll give it a try

I've got one last chance to get myself together
I can't lose no more time it's now or never
And I'll try to remember who I used to be
I've got one last chance to get myself together, oh

The time has come for me to change again
I can't carry on like this, I will lose my friends
Don't say that you have given up on me
Just give me the time and space to heal my head

Some people say that I'm not worth it
I've made mistakes but nobody's perfect
I guess I'll give it a try

I've got one last chance to get myself together
I can't lose no more time it's now or never
And I'll try to remember who I used to be
I've got one last chance to get myself together, oh

And I don't wanna be misunderstood
I've got to take this chance and make it into something good, oh

Some people say that I'm not worth it
I've made mistakes but nobody's perfect
Guess I'll give it a try

I've got, I've got one last chance to get myself together
No, I can't lose no more time if it's now or never

I've got one last chance to get myself together
I can't lose no more time it's now or never
And I'll try to remember who I used to be
I've got one last chance to get myself together

I've got one last chance
Oh, I can know it's all I need
Is one last chance

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Better Man - Lyrics - Undiscovered - James Morrison

Title: Better Man
Album: Undiscovered
Artist: James Morrison
Composer(s): James Morrison, Julian Gallagher, Brian Richie

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Lyric:
There was a time I had nothing to give
Well, I needed shelter from the storm I was in
When it all got too heavy you carried my weight
And I want to hold you and I want to say

That you are all that I need, for you, I give my soul to keep
You see me, love me just the way I am
I said, for you I am a better man
I said, you are the reason for everything that I do
I'd be lost, so lost without you, oh

And under the stars at the edge of the sea
There's no one around, no one but you and me
We'd talk for hours as time drifts away
I could stay here forever and hold you this way

You are all that I need, for you, I give my soul to keep
You see me, love me just the way I am
I said, for you I am a better man
I said, you are the reason for everything that I do
I'd be lost, so lost without you, no no no
I'd be lost, so lost without you

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Undiscovered - Lyrics - Undiscovered - James Morrison

Title: Undiscovered
Album: Undiscovered
Artist: James Morrison
Composer(s): James Morrison, Martin Brammer, Steve Robson

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Lyric:
I look at you, you bite your tongue
You don't know why or where I'm coming from
But in my head I'm close to you
We're in the rain still searching for the sun

You think that I wanna run and hide
I'll keep it all locked up inside, I just want you to find me

I'm not lost, I'm not lost, just undiscovered
We're never alone we're all the same as each other
You see the look that's on my face, you might think that I'm out of place
I'm not lost, no no, just undiscovered

Well, the time it takes to know someone
It all can change before you know it's gone, for it's gone
So close your eyes and feel the way
I'm with you now believe there's nothing wrong, nothing wrong

You think that I wanna run and hide
I'll keep it all locked up inside but I just want you to find me

I'm not lost, I'm not lost, just undiscovered
When we're never alone we're all the same as each other
You see the look that's on my face, you might think that I'm out of place
I'm not lost, no no, just undiscovered

I'm not running, oh, I'm not hiding
If you dig a little deeper you will find me

I'm not lost, not lost, undiscovered
When we're never alone we're all the same as each other
We're always the same
You see the look that's on my face, you might think that I'm out of place
I'm not lost, no no, undiscovered, sing it, sing it

I'm not lost, not lost, undiscovered
When we're never alone we're all the same as each other
You that we're all the same
You see the look that's on my face, you might think that I'm out of place
Well, I'm not lost, no, just undiscovered

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This Boy - Lyrics - Undiscovered - James Morrison

Title: This Boy
Album: Undiscovered
Artist: James Morrison
Composer(s): Tim Kellett, James Morrison

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Lyric:
This boy wants to play, there's no time left today
It's a shame 'cause he has to go home
This boy's got to work, got to sweat
Just to pay what he gets to get left all alone

Well let's step outside
Let's go for a ride just for a while
No we won't get caught
Well, that's what I thought, until we cry

I'm still here but it hasn't been easy
I'm sure that you had your reasons
I'm scared for this emotion
For years I've been holding it down
For years I've been holding it down

This girl tries her best everyday
But it's all gone to waste 'cause there's no one around
This girl she can draw, she can paint
Likes to dance, she can skate, now she don't make a sound

We'll play in our park
'Til it's too dark for us to see
Well, we'll make our way home
With mud on our clothes, she won't be pleased

I'm still here but it hasn't been easy
I'm sure that you had your reasons
I'm scared for this emotion
For years I've been holding it down

And I love to forgive and forget
So I try to put all this behind us
Just know that my arms are wide open
The older I get, the more that I know

Well, it's time to let this go
I got to let it go, I got to let it go
I got to let it go, I got to let it go

I'm still here but it hasn't been easy
I'm sure that you had your reasons
I'm scared for this emotion
For years I've been holding it down

And I love to forgive and forget
So I try to put all this behind us
Just know that my arms are wide open
The older I get, the more that I know

And I love to forgive and forget
So I try to put all this behind us
Just know that my arms are wide open
The older I get, the more that I know

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

If The Rain Must Fall - Lyrics - Undiscovered - James Morrison

Title: If The Rain Must Fall
Album: Undiscovered
Artist: James Morrison
Composer(s): James Morrison Catchpole, Terefe Martin Holmstrom

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Lyric:
Oh, life can be strange
Good and bad in so many ways
And in time you will find
That things are not always what they seem

Well, I've got something to say
But you might laugh, joke or run away
'Cause I'm awkward and nervous
Sometimes I don't say much at all

But if the rain must fall if I lose it all
If the world comes down and takes my soul
If the sky turns black and there's no no way back

It won't matter much to me if I had you
All I need is your love that's all I need
All I need is your love

Oh, well, dreams can come true
If you know inside you really want them to
Or you can sit you can wait
You can leave your fate in someone else's hands

Oh but I, I want you
And nothing else can make me feel the way you do
So I'm waiting, I'm wishing
That it's me you'll be holding tonight and every night

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Monday, August 23, 2010

Call The Police - Lyrics - Undiscovered - James Morrison

Title: Call The Police
Album: Undiscovered
Artist: James Morrison
Composer(s): James Morrison, Eg White

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Lyric:
I'm done, shoot your gun
I think it's time to take it back to where we started from
Your pain, my pain
I'll write it down and tell you exactly how I feel again

And all I see is a mass of confusion
Who I am and what I gotta be, yeah

Closed eyes, big lines
I guess you'll tell me just to let it ride sometimes
Looks good, tastes bad
Makes me wonder where I buried all the dreams I had

All I see is a less good version of a man I don't wanna be
All I feel is you tie me down to something that just isn't real
All I need is some truth God help me
Before the devil buries me, yeah

And I, I can't do nothing, if I can't do something my way
Well, I must be crazy if I follow every word you say
When the shit comes down, you'll be the first to walk away

Call the police 'cause I've lost control
And I really wanna see you bleed

I'm awake, why wait?
I don't need someone to tell me who to be today
I'm quite sure, unlike before
Came off the road and I forgot what I was looking for

All I see is a less good version of a man I don't wanna be
All I feel is you tie me down to something that just isn't real
All I need is some truth God help me
Before the devil buries me, yeah

I can't do nothing, if I can't do something my way
Well, I must be crazy if I follow every word you say
When the shit comes down, you'll be the first to walk away

Call the police 'cause I've lost control
And I really wanna see you bleed

You can't just hack at me, you know
You might just, have to let me go
Close in, I need some room to grow
You don't, know what you're thinking of
Hiding behind you're pop sheet
So you can make someone else's dream

Call the police 'cause I've lost control
And I really wanna see you bleed

I can't do nothing, if I can't do something my way
Well, I must be crazy if I follow every word you say
When the shit comes down, you'll be the first to walk away

Call the police 'cause I've lost control
And I really wanna see you bleed

All I feel is you tie me down to something that just isn't real
All I need is some truth God help me
Before the devil buries me, yeah

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Wonderful World - Lyrics - Undiscovered - James Morrison

Title: Wonderful World
Album: Undiscovered
Artist: James Morrison
Composer(s): James Morrison, Francis Eg White

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Lyric:
I've been down so low people look at me and they know
They can tell something is wrong, like I don't belong
Well, staring through a window
Standing outside there just too happy to care
Tonight I wanna be like them but I'll mess it up again
I tripped them out when God kicked outside everybody's soul

And I know that it's a wonderful world but I can't feel it right now
Well, I thought that I was doing well but I just want to cry now
Well, I know that it's a wonderful world from the sky down to the sea
But I can only see it when you're here, here with me

Sometimes I feel so full that it just comes spilling out
It's uncomfortable to see I give it away so easily
But if I had someone I would do anything
And never, never, never let you feel alone
I won't, I won't leave you on your own
But who am I to dream? Dreams are for fools, they'll let you down

When I know that it's a wonderful world but I can't feel it right now
But I thought that I was doing well but I just want to cry now
Well, I know that it's a wonderful world from the sky down to the sea
But I can only see when you're here, here with me

And I wish that I could make it better
I'd give anything for you to call me
Maybe just a little letter, oh, it could start again, oh

Well, I know that it's a wonderful world but I can't feel it right now
Well, I thought that I was doing well but I just want to cry now
Well, I know that it's a wonderful world from the sky down to the sea
But I can only see when you're here, here with me, oh

And I know that it's a wonderful world, I can't feel it right now
I've got all the right clothes to wear, I just wanna cry now, cry now
Well, I know that it's a wonderful world from the sky down to the sea
But I can only see when you're here, here with me
And I know that it's a wonderful world when you're with me

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

Letter - Lyrics - Undiscovered - James Morrison

Title: Letter
Album: Undiscovered
Artist: James Morrison
Composer(s): David Martin Frank, Wayne Anthony Hector, James Morrison

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Lyric:
It's got my name on it and it's just waiting there for me
I feel the cold run through my veins
And it's got her shame on it, she couldn't say it to my face
But I won't waste time placing blame

But I know that I'll move on and tell myself I'll find me something better
I'll let go and just forget her
She was no good for me, deep down I know that's the way it has to be so
How comes I still can't open this letter? I can't forget her
Really wish I could

Well, there must be a name for it
Whatever this is you've done to me, I'm all twisted up inside
Well, who's gonna pay for it, if it's not you i guess it's me
You left with you're life and took mine

But I know that I'll move on and tell myself I'll find me something better
I'll let go and just forget her
She was no good for me, deep down I know that's the way it has to be so
How comes I still can't open this letter? And I can't forget her
Oh, really wish I could, oh no, really wish I could, oh yeah

But I know that I'll move on and tell myself I'll find me something better
I'll let go and just forget her
She was no good for me, deep down I know that's the way it has to be so
How comes I still can't open this letter?
It's got my name on it and it's just waiting there for me

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Pieces Don'T Fit Anymore - Lyrics - Undiscovered - James Morrison

Title: Pieces Don'T Fit Anymore
Album: Undiscovered
Artist: James Morrison
Composer(s): James Morrison, Martin Brammer, Stephen Paul Robson

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Lyric:
I've been twisting and turning in a space that's too small
I've been drawing the line and watching it fall
You've been closing me in, closing the space in my heart
Watching us fading and watching it all fall apart

Well, I can't explain why it's not enough
'Cause I gave it all to you
And if you leave me now, oh, just leave me now
It's the better thing to do

It's time to surrender
It's been to long pretending, there's no use in trying
When the pieces don't fit anymore
Pieces don't fit here anymore

You pulled me under if I had to give in
Such a beautiful myth that's breaking my skin
Well, I'll hide all the bruises, I'll hide all the damage that's done
But I show how I'm feeling until all the feeling has gone

Well, I can't explain why it's not enough
'Cause I gave it all to you
And if you leave me now, oh, just leave me now
It's the better thing to do

Well, it's time to surrender
It's been to long pretending, there's no use in trying
When the pieces don't fit anymore
Pieces don't fit here anymore

Oh, don't misunderstand how I feel
'Cause I've tried, yes I've tried
But still I don't know why, no I don't know why
I don't know why

Why I can't explain why it's not enough
I gave it all to you
And if you leave me now, just leave me now
It's the better thing to do

Well, it's time to surrender
It's been to long pretending, there's no use in trying
When the pieces don't fit anymore
The pieces don't fit here anymore
The pieces don't fit anymore

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Monday, August 2, 2010

I Will Be There - Lyrics - Colin James & the Little Big Band 3 - Colin James

Title: I Will Be There
Album: Colin James & the Little Big Band 3
Artist: Colin James
Composer(s): Van Morrison

Lyric:
Whenever the sunshine comes through
Whenever my thoughts turn to you
Whatever you want me to do, I will be there
Whether I crawl uphill, try to not being through the mill
Just as long as I fit the bill, I will be there

If it's on a lazy afternoon in summertime
And you're drinking champagne and wine
Anytime I don't mind and even if I've got the blues
After I pay all my dues you decide to go for a cruise
I will be there

And if it's on a lazy afternoon in summertime
And you're drinking champagne and wine
Anytime I don't mind and even if I've got the blues
I've been tired of paying oh so many dues
And you decide to go for a cruise, yeah

Going to grab my razor and my suitcase
And my toothbrush and my overcoat
And my underwear, I will be there

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

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

Title: Mama Said Knock You Out
Album: Mama Said Knock You Out
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): George Clinton, Gregory Jacobs, Marlon Williams, Sylvester Stewart, Bootsy Collins, Leroy Mccants, Walter Morrison, James Mccants, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
C'mon man
News Report
And with the local DBT news, LL Cool J with a triumphant comeback
Mumbling
But tonite

Don't call it a comeback
I been here for years
Rockin my peers and puttin suckas in fear
Makin the tears rain down like a MON-soon
Listen to the bass go BOOM
Explosion, overpowerin
Over the competition, I'm towerin
Wreckin shop, when I drop these lyrics that'll make you call the cops
Don't you dare stare, you betta move
Don't ever compare
Me to the rest that'll all get sliced and diced
Competition's payin the price

I'm gonna knock you outHUUUH
Mama said knock you outHUUUH
I'm gonna knock you outHUUUH
Mama said knock you outHUUUH
I'm gonna knock you outHUUUH
Mama said knock you outHUUUH
I'm gonna knock you outHUUUH
Mama said knock you outHUUUH

Don't u call this a regular jam
I'm gonna rock this land
I'm gonna take this itty bitty world by storm
And I'm just gettin warm
Just like Muhummad Ali they called him Cassius
Watch me bash this beat like a skull
'Cause u know I had beef wit
Why do u riff with me, the maniac psycho
And when I pull out my jammy get ready 'cause it might go
BLAAAAW, how ya like me now?
The river will not allow
U to get with, Mr. Smith, dont riff
Listen to my gear shift
I'm blastin, outlastin
Kinda like Shaft, so u could say I'm shaftin
Old English filled my mind
And I came up with a funky rhyme

Shadow boxin when I heard you on the radioHUUUH
I just don't know
What made you forget that I was raw?
But now I got a new tour
I'm goin insane, startin the hurricane, releasin pain
Lettin you know that you can't gain, I maintain
Unless ya say my name
Rippin, killin
Diggin and drillin a hole
Pass the Ol' Gold

Shotgun blasts are heard
When I rip and kill, at WILL
The man of the hour, tower of power, I'll devour
I'm gonna tie you up and let you understand
That I'm not your average man
When I got a jammy in my hand
DAAAAAM! Oooooohh
Listen to the way I slaaaaay, your crew
DamageUHHdamageUHHdamageUHHdamage
Destruction, terror, and mayhem
Pass me a sissy so suckas I'll slay him
FarmersWhatFarmersWhat
I'm readywe're ready
I think I'm gonna bomb a townget down
Don't u neva, eva, pull my lever
'Cause I explode
And my nine is easy to load
I gotta thank God
'Cause he gave me the strength to rock
HARD

I'm gonna knock you outHUUUH
Mama said knock you outHUUUH
I'm gonna knock you outHUUUH
Mama said knock you outHUUUH
I'm gonna knock you outHUUUH
Mama said knock you outHUUUH
I'm gonna knock you outHUUUH
Mama said knock you outHUUUH

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Friday, August 13, 2010

How I'M Comin' - Lyrics - 14 Shots To The Dome - Ll Cool J

Title: How I'M Comin'
Album: 14 Shots To The Dome
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Gregory Jacobs, James Brown, George Jr Clinton, Bootsy Collins, Marlon L Williams, Walter Morrison, James Todd Smith, Fred Wesley

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Lyric:
I'm comin'
I'm comin'
I'm comin'
I'm comin'

Boom bash, wake up, I set it off right
Look around and turn your wet dream to fright night
You can call me R and B homeys, which stands for rough brother
Word to my grandmother
I buck you in the head just to let ya know
Stick you for ya dough, spit on the flo'
Drag it out of ya, bring it on
I smack him back down, yo dope word is bond

I know you want a piece of the champ
But you roll too weak, you couldn't make it in my camp
You thought I went for the flip
But I'm bustin' off hip-hop clip after clip
I kept you out there, ripped you for your wear
Jump inside your video, bust you with a chair

Smack slap, smack slap, smack slap, smack
Just to make it worse and hurt your pride I'll run it back
Smack slap, smack slap, smack slap, smack
Click click boom, stop dead in your tracks
Stick the steel in your mouth
Buck buck buck buck buck, lights out

(I'm comin')
How ya comin' baby?
(I'm comin')
How ya comin' baby?
This is how I'm comin'
(I'm comin')
How ya comin' baby?
(I'm comin')
How ya comin' baby?
This is how I'm comin'

(I'm comin')
How ya comin' baby?
(I'm comin')
How ya comin' baby?
(I'm comin')
How ya comin' baby?
(I'm comin')
How ya comin' baby?
This is how I'm comin'

The album that I'm comin' with is rough, the flavor's mean
Kickin' you for real in the guillotine
Fourteen shots to your dome kid
I'm doin' time in the game like a bid
Movin' rhymes like a package
So stigetty step up and get your nostrils damaged
Shootin', lickin', bustin', sprayin', all of that
And then some, dead dead dead, one by one

Never step to a real man
'Cause your rhymes only work on a playground program
They impress your little friends, bring you a little ends
But you still you gotta ride in your mans Benz
Word to hip-hop, I'm a blast ya
Gotta set you on fire 'cause I gassed ya
Boom, blow, Batman, bang, pow
Unh unh, that's the way it's goin' down
(What, what)

My new album ain't no joke
You wanna take me out, how many bunch ya smoke?
I'll never slack again, I'm off the job like the mob
Hey, no prob', many solved, on the knob, make 'em soft drob
What you gotta deal with is real, made of steel
You can feel it comin', burnin', buildin', flowin' like an eel
Movin', killin', breakin', servin' you just like a meal
Take off your clothes and taste the steel

(I'm comin')
How ya comin' baby?
(I'm comin')
How ya comin' baby?
This is how I'm comin'
(I'm comin')
How ya comin' baby?
(I'm comin')
How ya comin' baby?
This is how I'm comin'

(I'm comin')
How ya comin' baby?
(I'm comin')
How ya comin' baby?
This is how I'm comin'
(I'm comin')
How ya comin' baby?
(I'm comin')
How ya comin' baby?
This is how I'm comin'

Check baby
Check baby
Check baby

Rockabye baby on the roof top
Open up your mouth and taste my gallot
When your jaw breaks your gold teeth will fall
Down will come the monkey, banana clip and all
Splat, it's all over wit'
(Buck buck buck)
Another plan O.D.'ed over my war hit
The way I'm workin' and jerkin' and hurtin' brothers converted
Non-believers get murdered, 'cause I waffle birded

Get your face out the bill, catch the thrill
Carry a nine put your hootchies on the bill
The thought of you gettin' scared turns me on
Like my first television with my backup tip hard
So where's your mouth kid? Where's your heart shorty?
It's all over, cash your chips in, crack a forty
You look thirsty, you ain't gettin' no mercy mercy
And ain't no way that you can rehearse for me

Murder I wrote, murder I wrote, is what I figure
It's in my tote, it's in my tote, so I pull the trigger
Put up your women, your crib, your speakers
Your dog, your cat, your crate, your speakers
Your sister, your aunt, your crew, your knicks
Got 'em booin' all you mother rappers who think that's too tough

Bam bam, here's a hit you wish you had
A hit that makes you mad, a hit that makes you slap your dad
Dead dead dead, kill dead, kill dead
Try to battle me I gots to buck you in your head
I pull your file, click
I know you're good to style, blow
Livin' wild, when it's come to this I never smile
What did you learn from the lesson I just gave ya?
Obey your momma, be on your best behavior

It's never endin' and I am recommendin'
You put your name as Brendan
I see y'all that is blendin'
The message that I'm sendin'
Is there ain't no pretendin'
Get in the trunk, buy the album, here I'm endin'
(I'm comin')
This is how I'm comin'

How ya comin' baby?
How ya comin' baby?
How ya comin' baby?
How ya comin' baby?

How ya comin' baby?
How ya comin' baby?
How ya comin' baby?
How ya comin' baby?

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Moody'S Mood For Love - Lyrics - Van Morrison

Title: Moody'S Mood For Love
Artist: Van Morrison
Composer(s): James Moody, Jimmie Mchugh, Dorothy Fields

Lyric:
There I go, there I go
There I go, there I go, there I go
Pretty baby, you are the soul
That snaps my control

Such a funny thing
But every time I'm near you
I never can behave
You give me a smile
And then I'm wrapped up in your magic

The music all around me
Crazy music, music that keeps calling me
So very close to you
And it turns me your slave

Come and do with me
Anything you want to
Anything baby
Just let me get next to you

Am I insane?
Or do I really see heaven in your eyes?
Bright as stars that shine up above me
In the clear blue skies

How I worry about you
Just can't live my life without you
Baby, come here, don't have no fear

Why not sit there?
Wonder why I'm really feeling in the mood for love
Darling, why stop to talk about this weather, my dear?
Each little dream might fade away

There I go talking out of my head again
Oh, baby won't you come
And put our two hearts together
Oh, that would make me strong and brave

Oh, when we are one
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
If there's a cloud up above us
Come on and let in rain

I'm sure our love together
Can endure a hurricane
Oh my baby, let me love you
And get me release from this awful misery I feel

What is all this talk about loving me, my sweet
I am not afraid, not anymore, not like before
Can't you understand me?

Now baby, please pull yourself together
Do it soon, my soul's on fire
Come on and take me
I'll be what you make me, my darling, my sweet

My baby, you make me feel so good
Let me take you by the hand
Come, let us visit up there
In that new promised land

Maybe there we can find
A new way to find some love and peace of mind
[Incomprehensible]
You can blow now if you want to, we're through

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

No More Fun And Games - Lyrics - The Documentary - Game

Title: No More Fun And Games
Album: The Documentary
Artist: Game
Composer(s): Gregory Allen Webster, Andre Romell Young, Lewis Jr. Collins, Lorenzo Erald Patterson, James Brown, Steven R. Arrington, Roger Parker, Waung Hankerson, Leroy Bonner, O'Shea Jackson, Norman Uce Napier, Andrew Noland, Marvin Pierce, Clarence Satchell, Charles Cedel Carter, William De Vaughn, Walter Junie Morrison, Justin Smith, Jayceon Taylor, Eric Wright, Marshall Ugene Jones, Ralph Middlebrooks

Lyric:
3 Minutes my nigga
Ya'll know what it is
Just Blaze

Gangsta, gangsta that's already evident
Nigga wit a attitude, check, check my residence
Whether I'm Crip or Blood, Homie, that's irrelevant
I'm with the D O C, there's nobody better

Then the west coast felon when he on that low rider
Bike pedaling, Somebody tell Eazy they still yellin' it
I'm with ya homie Doc Dre on the television while these niggas
Movin' peanuts like a elephant

I'm on cars like spinnin' rims
I'm in a class all by myself like the brown Eminem
Not to down Eminem I fuck black bitches
Fuck white bitches, nigga I like bitches

Them half and half Alicia Keys dyke bitches
If the head right, I might Air Nike bitches
Or put 'em on a track like Just Blaze
I look down on hoes and look up to Dre, 'cause ain't
No More Fun and Games

I'm like Dre, Eazy, Cube, King Tia rolled into one
Used to move birdies 'till I put a hole in one
Nigga they thought I wasn't holdin' a gun, they try to ride up
On me like Afeni Shakurs only son

Dre told me he ain't doing Detox, this his only run
Mase coming back and Hovie done
I'm surrounded by legends, sitting at the round table
I'am The Game and still niggas tryna play

Dude, I'm Ruthless, I ain't talkin' 'bout the label
I hook niggas up and I don't mean free cable
I mean I hook niggas up to the IV
The same way Dre hooked me up to Ivine

I'm from the gutter, grew up in public housing
On the same block with a shack like Yao Ming
So if a nigga ever try to Jerry Hellin' me
Tell Dre put up a mill 'cause that's what my bail will be
No More Fun and Games

I been rapping for 1 year 1 month, 17 days
13 hours, 28 minutes, then I met Dre
30 minutes after I bought the new Em
That was November 18, 3:09 PM

Around the same time Wanksta got it's first spin
That was 32 weeks before they signed Rakim
8 Months, 13 Days, before I knew a Mike Lynn
And 3 Years after Mase done turned his mic in?

I start writing 22 months and 20 weeks
Prior to Lebron shaking Adidas for Nikes
I'm right here, 6 years after Randy Moss
Caught his first touchdown for the Vikings

1 day, 7 hours, 14 minutes, 21 seconds
Before Sound scan got printed
2 Platinum Records for I'm classified with Biggie
And 2 seconds before the song finish, yeah

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Heartbeat Props - Lyrics - Sons Of The P - Digital Underground

Title: Heartbeat Props
Album: Sons Of The P
Artist: Digital Underground
Composer(s): Gregory Jacobs, Erick Sermon, Dewayne S Mcknight, Marshall Jones, George Jr Clinton, Bootsy Collins, Parrish Smith, Leroy Bonner, Andrew Noland, Marvin Pierce, Shider Walter Morrison, Peter Bishop, Gregory Webster, Ramon Gooden, Ralph Middlebrooks, Norman Napier

Lyric:
People get ready for the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)
Everybody get ready for the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)

We're gonna make it funky with the heartbeat props, y'all
(We're giving heartbeat props)
It's time to get busy with the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)

I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Check it out, y'all, proper respect is what we're giving
(We're giving heartbeat props)

Uh, I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Don't you know that the proper respect is what we're giving

Seems like you wondered each day if the Underground
Is going to stay down with the funky beats
Even if you know that I'm a junkie for a bump that's funky
And a fool for the loop, see, a groupie for the old one-twoiee

A bass freak would say oohwee
Peace to DU 'cause I like the way you do me
I love to go on about the funk, matter of fact
I'd love to be another funk front runner

But first we gotta deal with the fronters
So I can't go on, it's time to drop a few bombs
Get busy, G, go on and take 'em to school
Yeah, it's time spread the jewels

I ask you about Malcolm and you tell me that he's wicked
Farrakhan comes you can't seem to buy a ticket
And check what my man's got to say
Right or wrong, don't you think that he deserves a play?

'Cause he's living for you and you and you and you
The brother X tried but he died trying to get through
So why wait until the heartbeat stops?
Yo, go on and give my man his props

If you're really that down then act what you say
KRS and Chuck need support today
I see you posing with the Dr King hanging on your wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call

To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt of lightning
Striking you down 'cause you're fronting
A dead leader can't tax your mind
Therefore he's not a threat to your personal time

All the lagging and the dragging
Yo, I got something to do that day
Yeah, you sound like an old bitch nagging
Fuck that fronting, fuck that fronting
We're pumping up the brothers 'cause the brothers keep it pumping

You got it all wrong
When you wait for the TV to tell you what's going on
Don't you hype on the mic ,yeah, they never get it right
That's why you see we gotta thank God, y'all
For niggas like Ice Cube

'Cause they'll tell the record straight
Yo, my man's a prophet too, yo, god, you think he ain't?
So do the right thing, it's not a black or a white thing
We're here to let you know it's just a human being thing
We're pulling out all stops 'cause it's time give heartbeat props

(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Proper respect is what we're giving

(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Don't you know, don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving

(We're giving heartbeat props)
You're giving more respect to a dead man than you do my man
And my man's got the plans in his hand
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
(Heartbeat props)

I'm the type of guy that's sly like a fox
An honor roll student in the school of hard knocks
There was different type of brother that I used to look up to
But I'm still giving props where the props are due

But let me start with a fool I don't give a fuck about
I wanted to give a fuck you out
To the nigga who went out on a whim
He was a roody-poo for shooting Huey Newton

But I'm thanking God for niggas like Iceberg Slim
And the chick the honky's ran to see
She was the honky-tonk's fantasy
Tina Turner, the living legacy
And she's still got you tripping off the legs you see
Another chick they used to beg to see

Was Josephine Baker, she had them hooked
They loved the way she shook her money-maker
But why did it take them so many decades
To give a little praise to who they ran rave to see

With a dark complexion
She was sex symbol befo' Marilyn Monroe
But her heart stopped before
They gave props to the old pro

It took a great man to mold those
So I want to give props to my pops because he told those
But there's a time to break necks and throw bolos
Be a cold bro and throw low blows

When you want to close the shows of your foes
'Cause foes are those that you got to break like windows
Check it, when respect goes it's time to break a nose
But give respect before the soul goes

Well, I suppose respect is what respect'll get ya
So I'm giving them gifts before they're stiff like the pose
In the pictures of Vogue and flashy fashion magazines
You be thumbing in 'em, props to Beverly Johnson
She was the first black woman in 'em

Pee, drop the bomb and end the pressure with the menace
Smith & Wesson clear the lesson that your mama gave
Mama gave PeeWee the same threats, she used drastic measures
Told me to give her the full respect or get my ass kicked
It was my intention to relent just till the last kick
When she goes she'll roll over in a solid gold casket

When I was young Muhammad Ali had me sprung
'Cause he was the champ, as the champion he was my idol
Yo, they took his title when he wouldn't take the gun
And fight in Vietnam the only way he felt, then he won the belt again

Now they want me in the army but they can't harm me
'Cause I ain't no punk, I ain't under man to Uncle Tommy
Props to Islam, it's getting brothers together before the big bomb
Blast out, before we're all assed-out
We need to see that we got to start giving the props to the living

(We're giving heartbeat props)
I said I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Uh, I said proper respect is what we're giving

(We're giving heartbeat props)
I said I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Proper respect is what we're giving

(We're giving heartbeat props)
I said I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving

(We're giving heartbeat props)
You're giving more respect to a dead man than you do my man
And my man's got the plans in his hand
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
(Heartbeat props)

(We're giving heartbeat props)
You're giving more respect to a dead man than you do my man
And my man's got the plans in his hand
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Proper respect is what we're giving

(We're giving heartbeat props)
Uh, I said I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving

(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Proper respect is what we're giving

We're giving heartbeat props
Why wait until the heartbeat stops?
We're giving heartbeat props
(Heartbeat props)

(We're giving heartbeat props)
You're giving more respect to a dead man than you do my man
And my man's got the plans in his hand
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
(Heartbeat props)

Yeah, Spike Lee, Alex Haley, Brand Nubian, sister Whoopi Goldberg
Dick Gregory, X-Clan, sister Isis, BDP, Muhammad Ali, Stevie Wonder
Poor Righteous Teachers, Andrew Jackson, Denzel Washington
Sister Sarah Sahad Ali, Public Enemy, Stokley Carmichael

Sister Oprah Winfrey, yeah, Jesse Jackson, nuff respect, Paris
Gangstarr, Gil Scott Heron, George the fuck Clinton, Louis Farrakhan
Sister Queen Latifah, Bill Cosby, sister Angela Davis
The entire Nation of Islam, nucka, know what I'm saying?

Afrika Bambaataa, Miles motherfucking Davis, sister Assata Shakur
Once known as Joanne Chesimard, Robert Townsend, Nelson Mandela
Karreem Adul-Jabbar, the Black Panther Party, James Earl Jones
The FOIs, nucka, Howard E. Rollins, sister Naomi, yeah, nuff respect

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Shoe Money - Lyrics - Ass Ponys

Title: Shoe Money
Artist: Ass Ponys
Composer(s): Bill Alletzhauser, Randy Cheek, Charles James Cleaver, David Morrison

Lyric:
This hole it has a bottom of that I have no doubt
If I could only smarten up and figure my way out
But what would I do then probably find I hate it there
And want to crawl back in

Well, I swear upon my mother and I believe with all my heart
That I could rule the world if I could get my car to start
But what would I do then with the tires around the flower beds
We?ll have to ride the rims

That would be funny, we?ll take everything we have
The shoe money and the birds will gather around our heads
And they?ll peck at our corn-like teeth

The wall around the graveyard says that 'Satan lives in Hell'
Though they may love the devil, his disciples sure can?t spell
So what do I do then I guess I?ll put the A in there
And show ?em how to sin

That would be funny, we?ll take everything we have
The shoe money and the birds will gather around our heads
And they?ll peck at our corn-like teeth

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Praise Joint (Remix) - Lyrics - The Nu Nation Project - Kirk Franklin

Title: Praise Joint (Remix)
Album: The Nu Nation Project
Artist: Kirk Franklin
Composer(s): Charles Bobbit, James Brown, Bobby Byrd, George Clinton, Bootsy Collins, Kirk Franklin, Jeurgen Korduletsch, George Krantz, Ronald Lenhoff, Walter Morrison, Garry Shider, Fred Wesley, Bernard Worrell

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Lyric:
This is for the young people
That are not ashamed to praise Him

Anybody that knows somebody if ya got deliverance
Get up and tell everybody, get ya praise on
Anybody that knows somebody if ya got deliverance
Get up and tell everybody, get ya praise on

Can I get my people everywhere to clap to this
And if you don't mind one time can I get ya to move to this?
If you're not ashamed to praise His name, dance to this
And if like to see GP, can I get ya to stomp to this?

Anybody that knows somebody if ya got deliverance
Get up and tell everybody, get ya praise on
Anybody that knows somebody if ya got deliverance
Get up and tell everybody, get ya praise on

All the people in the house, where you at? Where you at?
Clap to this and if you don't mind one time
Can I get ya to move to this?
If you're not ashamed to praise His name dance to this
And if like to see GP, can I get ya to stomp to this?

Anybody that knows somebody if ya got deliverance
Get up and tell everybody, get ya praise on
Anybody that knows somebody if ya got deliverance
Get up and tell everybody, get ya praise on

Dada, dida, dadi, dada
Dada, dida, dadi, dada

Do that praise, do that praise
(Do that praise, do that praise)
Do that praise, do that praise
(Do that praise, do that praise)

On the left side what you say
(Do that praise)
On the right side what you say
(Do that praise)

In the middle what you say
(Do that praise)
Can you just get on up, get on up
In the middle what you say
(Do that praise)
Can you just get on up, get on up

Dada, dida, dadi, dada
Dada, dida, dadi, dada

Can you just get on up? Get on up
Can you just get on up? Get on up

Do that praise
Do that praise

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Saturday, August 7, 2010

What Really Goes On - Lyrics - Beats, Rhymes And Life - A Tribe Called Quest

Title: What Really Goes On
Album: Beats, Rhymes And Life
Artist: A Tribe Called Quest
Composer(s): James Brown, Marshall E Jones, Leroy Bonner, Kamaal Ibn John Fareed, Charles Fred Bobbitt, Walter Morrison, Andrew Noland, Marvin R Pierce, Gregory Webster, Ralph Middlebrooks, Norman Napier

Lyric:
We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump

We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
Da bump, da bump, bump, da bump, da bump

Yo, we preparin' ourselves for this ultimate war
The MC's are really lost and it's at a big cost
We be rhymin' at our show, thinkin' we gettin' dough
Movin' throught every town off the fumes of

And accolades of the crowd with our chests out proud
Yo, we 'bout to pack these joints so that these sound loud
Some kids be actin' stank like a baby pant
It's the rapper Abstract that make the joint get amped

Yo, use your body maker and use your minds
To break true, yo, we gotta do the do
Son, we livin' in a time where mad folks talk shit
Representin' they crews or they East-West clicks

Let me tell everybody from coast to coast
About the lands we boast but we don't own jack
How the fuck we movin' through makin' moves like that?
How the hell we movin' through makin' moves like that?

Can you explain that? I doubt that, very highly
We got jewels and Mo' and the life is tight rowdy
Everybody lookin' shitty like a to' down committee
Let's make these institutions, body slam for the smitties

I got girls with plenty tails, smarts and big titties
And they all stressin' me, yo, really?
What really goes on? I don't know

We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump

We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
Da bump, da bump, bump, da bump, da bump

One is for the beat and the two is for the rhyme
Three is for the life, now we on this incline
Never catch this kid stickin' forks in swine
Never ran my gibs in nuthin' less than a dime

A few of my brothas did that asshole one time
Strivin' miss sunrise, sometimes is known as crime
The three twenty-five got that Windex shine
And when I shot skelly, I had my boxes in lines

All I wanna do is live life and be fair
I used to stress girls with long legs and long hair
Now, I want a woman with a spiritual flair
God will never make it too hard for me to bare

I'm hungry like a derelict whose stays in the diluse
Some can count me out but yo, I doubt that I lose
The Westernized world got our minds confused
You frontin' on me, ak, then you don't get bruised

The funny style cats, they be playin' games like Chucky
Government officials shoot their same old
Made of devil agents a.k.a. the devil flunky
Stiff ass squares gettin' mad 'cuz we funky

This the crap game, then we got the top rolls
The positive jumps the negative like frogs
Resentin' evil vibes yo, that shit is at the morgue
We celebrate laughin' down in at the smorgas borg

You still lookin' shitty like a to' down committee
Let's make this institution, buy the land for the smitties
I got girls with tails, plenty smarts and big titties
And they all stressin' me really

We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump

We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
We got the bump da bump, da bump, bump
Da bump, da bump, bump, da bump, da bump

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