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Friday, August 20, 2010

Keep It To Yourself - Lyrics - Imajin

Title: Keep It To Yourself
Artist: Imajin
Composer(s): M Clemons, L Straight, N Clemons, M Seal

Lyric:
Yeah, nine eight, Imajin, what?
Can you keep a secret? 'Cause I can
If you won't tell, I won't tell
Keep it to yourself, come on

Keep it to yourself
Don't tell nobody else
No matter what we do
It stays between me and you

Keep it to yourself
Don't tell nobody else
No matter what we do
It stays between me and you

Don't tell your sister
Or your best friend
What we did last night
Try to keep it inside

'Cause if they knew
They wouldn't keep it to themselves
They'd be talkin' 'bout
How they heard it from the horse's mouth, so

Keep it to yourself
Don't tell nobody else
No matter what we do
It stays between me and you

Keep it to yourself
Don't tell nobody else
No matter what we do
It stays between me and you

Don't whisper secrets across the way
Because you never know
Who knows who
And where they've been

'Cause what they don't know, they wonder about
And what they can't see, they lie about
All I want is privacy
Me lovin' you and you lovin' me

If I give my heart to you
Do the things you want me to
Would you kiss and tell?
Would you kiss and tell? No, no, no, no, no, no

Baby, if I give my heart to you
Would you keep your word to me?
Keep it to yourself
Don't tell nobody else

Keep it to yourself
Don't tell nobody else
No matter what we do
It stays between me and you

Keep it to yourself
Don't tell nobody else
No matter what we do
It stays between me and you

Baby, I know it's good to you
And you know it's good to me
And it's just the kinda thing
I wanna keep between us two

I'll do what you wanna do
I got so much love for you
But it's just the kinda thing
I wanna keep between us two

Keep it to yourself
Don't tell nobody else
No matter what we do
It stays between me and you

Keep it to yourself
Don't tell nobody else
No matter what we do
It stays between me and you

Keep it to yourself
Don't tell nobody else
Keep it to yourself
Don't tell nobody else

Keep it to yourself
Don't tell nobody else
No matter what we do
It stays between me and you

Keep it to yourself
Don't tell nobody else
No matter what we do
It stays between me and you

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Saturday, August 7, 2010

Bad Attitude Shuffle - Lyrics - 20th Century Masters - The Millennium Collection: The Very Best Of Cinderella - Cinderella

Title: Bad Attitude Shuffle
Album: 20th Century Masters - The Millennium Collection: The Very Best Of Cinderella
Artist: Cinderella
Composer(s): Thomas Carl Keifer

Lyric:
When I get up in the morning
I've got a world of trouble on my mind
And nothin' seems too easy
When your clock's tickin' quarter to five

Make my way down to the door
Can't put my troubles on no shelf
'Cause when nobody worries for you
You got to worry for yourself, mmm, yeah
Ain't nobody gonna worry about you babe, let's go

Crusin' in my four wheels
Got everything I need inside
Don't know where I'm goin'
Think I'll stop and fill it up for the ride

Man said, "That be twenty dollars
Mister, by the way how's your health?"
I said, "Mister, here's your money
Now you keep your questions to yourself"

And it's my life that I'm livin'
Wouldn't want to be no one else
So if you don't like how I do it
Ya better keep it to yourself

Kick it in

In the morning
I've got a world of trouble on my mind
And nothin' seems too easy
When your clock's tickin' quarter to nine

Make my way down to the door
Can't put my troubles on no shelf
'Cause when nobody worries for you
You got to worry for yourself, yeah

And it's my life that I'm livin'
Wouldn't want to be no one else
So if you don't like how I do it
Ya better keep it to yourself, yeah

And it's my life that I'm livin'
Wouldn't want to be no one else
So if you don't like how I do it, yeah
Fuckin' keep it to yourself

Mmm, yeah, keep it to yourself baby
I don't wanna hear your jive
You're talkin' too much
Let's get the fuck out of here

Better keep it to yourself
Better keep it to yourself
Better keep it to yourself
...

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Sunday, August 8, 2010

Showdown - Lyrics - Cheri Dennis - Cheri Dennis

Title: Showdown
Album: Cheri Dennis
Artist: Cheri Dennis
Composer(s): Cheri Dennis, Sean Combs

Lyric:
I ain't feelin' how girls sometimes be talkin' about
What they don't do, it's crazy
'Cause I got needs just like a fella and you know it's true
So come and give it to me, baby

I need to have his touch and feel his hand rubs my hair
Rocks my body all night
See I want it like you want it, baby boy, let's take it there
I ain't never scared, it's alright

I wanna rock you, boy
I certified to climb on top it and ride it
I'm 'bout to put this thing on you
I got you, boy
Tonight relax yourself, I'll be your fantasy
I'm 'bout to make your dreams come true

I wanna be your freak, baby
Gotta keep it street, baby
Boy, you know you need it in your life
Welcome to the showdown
(Showdown)

It's 'bout to go down
(Go down)
Give it to you anyway you like
Lemme be your freak
(I wanna be)
In between the sheets, baby

Boy, you know you need it in your life
Welcome to the showdown
I can move it fast or make it slow down
Give it to you anyway you like

I wanna lay you down and take off all of your clothes
Come let me undress you, baby
Caress my body and kiss me from head to toe
Then whisper, "You're so sexy, baby"

Don't be afraid to touch me wherever you like
Let your fingers do the talking, baby
See your lips go from my neck down to the small of my spine
You 'bout to drive me all crazy

Now come get it, boy
Been waiting for too long for you
To do that thing that I want you to do to me
You know I'm with it, boy
You ain't gotta turn out all the lights
'Cause I got something I need you to see

I wanna be your freak, baby
Gotta keep it street, baby
Boy, you know you need it in your life
Welcome to the showdown
(Showdown)

It's 'bout to go down
(Go down)
Give it to you anyway you like
Lemme be your freak
(I wanna be)
In between the sheets, baby

Boy, you know you need it in your life
Welcome to the showdown
I can move it fast or make it slow down
Give it to you anyway you like

You just need to put it on me
What you wanna do?
What I got is good and I will give it all to you
And I know what you got is too good to be true
So let me be your freak, baby

You and me in every room, I swear that I don't play
Gotta give it to me and I need it right away
Ain't no need for talking, ain't nothin' left to say
I wanna be your freak, baby

Freak, ah, ooh

I wanna be your freak, baby
Gotta keep it street, baby
Boy, you know you need it in your life
Welcome to the showdown
(Showdown)

It's 'bout to go down
(Go down)
Give it to you anyway you like
Lemme be your freak
(I wanna be)
In between the sheets, baby

Boy, you know you need it in your life
Welcome to the showdown
I can move it fast or make it slow down
Give it to you anyway you like

I wanna be your freak, baby
Gotta keep it street, baby
Boy, you know you need it in your life
Welcome to the showdown
(Showdown)

It's 'bout to go down
(Go down)
Give it to you anyway you like
Lemme be your freak
(I wanna be)
In between the sheets, baby

Boy, you know you need it in your life
Welcome to the showdown
I can move it fast or make it slow down
Give it to you anyway you like

I wanna be your freak, baby
Gotta keep it street, baby
Boy, you know you need it in your life
Welcome to the showdown
(Showdown)

It's 'bout to go down
(Go down)
Give it to you anyway you like
Lemme be your freak
(I wanna be)
In between the sheets, baby

Boy, you know you need it in your life
Welcome to the showdown
I can move it fast or make it slow down
Give it to you anyway you like

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

The Sneak Attack - Lyrics - The Sneak Attack - Krs One

Title: The Sneak Attack
Album: The Sneak Attack
Artist: Krs One
Composer(s): April S Williams, Lawrence Parker, Kenny Parker

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Lyric:
We keep it tight, we keep it right
We're comin' strong, we're movin' on
(Yeah)

It's time to rise and unify
Keep comin' strong
(Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh!)
Just keep movin' on

Yo, where's my people at? We be where the elite be at
We really never need the gat, we comin' with a sneak attack
In fact, best believe we back, what we rap it heats the track
Kenny Parker sees to that, my job is to teach these cats
Present the clear speech they lack and show 'em how to eat from rap

We keep it tight, we keep it right
(That's right)
We're comin' strong
(Uh, huh, yeah)
We're movin' on
(Tell 'em again! Uh)

It's time to rise and unify
(Yeah, yeah)
Keep comin' strong
(Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh!)
Just keep movin' on

You know why the devil can't get with me
'Cause he's a liar, I've got victory
You can stick with me, my click is free
Negativity, that doesn't live with me

These rappers on one, I've skipped to three
These rappers on A, I've skipped to C
My image, heads ain't quick to be, so I thank you for pickin' me
I know why people got to know, these wack rappers got to go

Let a MC rock the show, I'll show 'em how it 'posed to go
We forgot simply what we supposed to know
We still must defeat the foe, so what you got the dough?
Your words don't make us glow, in fact they make us slow
How long this gonna take to know you ain't gotta be a hoe?

We keep it tight, we keep it right
(Yeah)
We're comin' strong
(Yeah, yeah)
We're movin' on
(Uh, huh, tell them again!)

It's time to rise and unify
(Yeah)
Keep comin' strong
(Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh!)
Just keep movin' on

Look at the teacher, I stay attuned
People are blessed when I walk in the room
Snakes [unverified] don't stop me, and if they did
They'd be askin' for a tag 'fore they kids

Medical students lose it when I enter any hospital
Doctors wanna talk music and whatever's topical
It's all logical, I perform the impossible
Through words I put hip-hop in you, listen

Here's what we got to do, unify
Defeat the flesh, defeat the beast in you and I
Win or lose I never shout, believe in yourself and never doubt
Discipline is simply a better route

We keep it tight, we keep it tight
We keep it right, we keep it right
We're comin strong, comin' strong
We're movin' on, movin' on!

It's time to rise, it's time to rise and unify, unify
Keep comin' strong, comin' strong
Just keep movin' on, keep on movin' on

We keep it tight, we keep it tight
We keep it right, we keep it right
We're comin strong, comin' strong
We're movin' on, movin' on!

It's time to rise, it's time to rise and unify, unify
Keep comin' strong, comin' strong
Just keep movin' on, keep on movin' on

Just keep movin' on, keep on movin' on
Just keep movin' on, we gotta keep on movin' on
Just keep movin' on, wake up and realize
Just keep movin' on, that you just keep movin' on

Just keep movin' on, it's time to realize
Just keep movin' on, that you gotta keep movin' on
Just keep movin' on, keep movin on, keep movin' on
Just keep movin' on, you gotta keep movin' on

You gotta take that time
Just keep movin' on, you gotta realize that it's time
Keep on movin' on, keep on movin' on

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Friday, August 6, 2010

Try Again - Lyrics - Aaliyah

Title: Try Again
Artist: Aaliyah
Composer(s): Stephen Garrett, Tim Mosley

Lyric:
It?s been a long time
We shouldn?t have left you
Without a dope beat to step to
Step to, step to, step to
Step to, step to

It?s been a long time
We shouldn?t have left you
Without a dope beat to step to
Step to, step to, step to
Step to, step to
Freaky freaky, baby girl

What would you do?
To get to me
What would you say?
To have your way

Would you give up?
Or try again
If I hesitate
To let you in

Now would you be yourself
Or play your role
Tell all the boys
Or keep it low

If I say no
Would you turn away?
Or play me off
Or would you stay, oh

And if at first you don?t succeed
Then dust yourself off and try again
You can dust it off and try again, try again

'Cause if at first you don?t succeed
You can dust it off and try again
Dust yourself off and try again, try again

I?m in to you
You into me
But I can?t let it go
So easily

Not till I see
Whether this could be
Could be eternity
Or just a week

You know our chemistry
Is off the chain
It?s perfect now
But will it change?

This ain?t a yes
This ain?t a no
Just do your thing
We?ll see how it goes

And if at first you don?t succeed
Then dust yourself off and try again
You can dust it off and try again, try again

'Cause if at first you don?t succeed
You can dust it off and try again
Dust yourself off and try again, try again

See you don?t wanna throw it all away
I might be shy on the first date
What about the next date?

I said you don?t wanna throw it all away
I might be buggin? on the first date
What about the next date?

And if at first you don?t succeed
Then dust yourself off and try again
You can dust it off and try again, try again

'Cause if at first you don?t succeed
You can dust it off and try again
Dust yourself off and try again, try again

And if at first you don?t succeed
Then dust yourself off and try again
You can dust it off and try again, try again

'Cause if at first you don?t succeed
You can dust it off and try again
Dust yourself off and try again, try again

And if at first you don?t succeed
Then dust yourself off and try again
You can dust it off and try again, try again

'Cause if at first you don?t succeed
You can dust it off and try again
Dust yourself off and try again, try again

Check it, uh
It?s been a long time
We shouldn?t have left you
Without a dope beat to step to
Step to, step to, step to
Step to, step to

Freaky freaky
It?s been a long time
We shouldn?t have left you
Without a dope beat to step to
Step to, step to, step to
Step to, step to
Freaky freaky

And if at first you don?t succeed
Then dust yourself off and try again
You can dust it off and try again, try again

'Cause if at first you don?t succeed
You can dust it off and try again
Dust yourself off and try again, try again

It?s been a long time
We shouldn?t have left you
Without a dope beat to step to
Step to, step to, step to
Step to, step to
Freaky freaky

It?s been a long time
We shouldn?t have left you
Without a dope beat to step to
Step to, step to, step to
Step to, step to
Freaky freaky

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Saturday, July 31, 2010

Shyne - Lyrics - Presents G.H.E.T.T.O Stories - Swizz Beatz

Title: Shyne
Album: Presents G.H.E.T.T.O Stories
Artist: Swizz Beatz
Composer(s): M Tifrer, Douglas L Davis, Ricky M.L. Walters, Jamaal Barrow, Kasseem Dean

Lyric:
Swizz, Po
Respect our gangsta, nigga
Lay down

What you know 'bout rollin' out?
Big Tec, big vest, hollow tips all up in that kid neck
Po, live it up, yellow stones lit it up
Long John sickest tell, it's the kid, nigga what?
Some of y'all rap niggas is girls
Hold my dick, gappin' and flappin'
Fuckin' cartoons, these niggas guns don't go off
Until they say, "Lights, camera, action"

Yo Swizz, tell them niggas, eat a dick
Gun up in your face, bitch, that way we don't miss
Unload the shit, then reload the shit
Head straight to the airport and unload some bricks
No lie, you niggas see me comin' down the streets
You'd think I was flyin', 12 cylinders
Brooklyn is mine, nigga, move over
Yeah, I'm talkin' to you, fuckin' dick blower

For all of y'all keepin' y'all in health
Just to see you wild and enjoy yourself
'Cause it's cool when you fuckin' with a nigga like me
Cool when you ridin' with a nigga like me

To all my Marla Mable bitches just shine
To all my niggas keep it gully just shine
To all the ghettos in America, oh shine
I'ma keep it gangsta till I die, nigga, shine

Check it, hey yo
All I need in this world of sin
Is a crooked lawyer, big rims, and a Mac 10
Ridin' through the city like I'm used to this shit
Fuck ya vest nigga, my shells go true to that shit
Catch ya breath, you ain't heard about that nigga, Po?
Murder cases, downin' faces, Manhat' low
Leavin' pieces of your brain on your car do'
Lookin' gully in that Bent or that R-O

L-L, see you niggas in hell
Soon as they set my bail, I make another sale
Shit, I set my mind at an early age
I was either gon' be paid or an early grave
What the fuck? I got to have
Blocks to smash, lots of cash, drops and ass
This is the truth, I probably die in my Coupe
But I bet you only bitches come to get me and shoot

For all of y'all keepin' y'all in health
Just to see you wild and enjoy yourself
'Cause it's cool when you fuckin' with a nigga like me
And it's cool when you ridin' with a nigga like me

To all my Marla Mable bitches just shine
To all my niggas keep it gully just shine
To all the ghettos in America, oh shine
I'ma keep it gangsta till I die, nigga, shine

I got my mind on this shipment, shipment on my mind
'Bout to meet these Dominican niggas at 9
Rhyme, rap, what the fuck is that?
Only thing I wrap is, yea nigga, dyed today
Y'all got me confused, I ain't tryin' to fill nobody's shoes
I'm just lookin' for connects, nigga, doin' what I do
Back against the wall, against all odds
Tune in to my life nigga, this shit is sicker than Oz

Fightin' against them crackers, plus them killers getting at us
Nowhere to run, so I grab my gun
And start blazin', this shit got a nigga agein'
I'ma die a gangsta nigga, ain't no changin'
A G faithfully, mama pray for me
Yo nigga, go to school, stay away from me
Got horse for you hustlers, bullets for you cowards
And dick for you bitches, up in the Trump Tower

For all of y'all keepin' y'all in health
Just to see you wild and enjoy yourself
'Cause it's cool when you fuckin' with a nigga like me
And it's cool when you ridin' with a nigga like me

To all my Marla Mable bitches just shine
To all my niggas keep it gully just shine
To all the ghettos in America, oh shine
I'ma keep it gangsta till I die, nigga, shine

For all of y'all keepin' y'all in health
Just to see you wild and enjoy yourself
'Cause it's cool when you fuckin' with a nigga like me
And it's cool when you ridin' with a nigga like me

To all my Marla Mable bitches just shine
To all my niggas keep it gully just shine
To all the ghettos in America, oh shine
I'ma keep it gangsta till I die, nigga, shine

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Hey Ladies - Lyrics - The Writings On The Wall - Destiny'S Child

Title: Hey Ladies
Album: The Writings On The Wall
Artist: Destiny'S Child
Composer(s): Kevin Briggs, Kandi Buruss, Beyonce Knowles, Le Toya Luckett, La Tavia Roberson, Kelendria Rowland

Lyric:
Hey ladies why is it that men can go do us wrong
Why is it that we just decide to keep holdin' on
Why is it that we never seem to just have the strength to leave
But he's got to go, he's got to go

Hey ladies why is it that men can go do us wrong
Why is it that we just decide to keep holdin' on
Why is it that we never seem to just have the strength to leave
But he's got to go, he's got to go

My man's been cheatin' on me
Been runnin' round here wit' this little tenderoni
And don't think I haven't noticed he's been actin' funny
Takin' too long to call me and somebody told me
That the worst thing of it all is that he gave her money

Now how he gon' give her my ends that's a no, no
My first reactions telling me he's got to go, go
But I just ain't for sure, should I just let him go
Oh I don't know

Yeah he did it wrong but I love him so
I keep holding on but he got to go, he got to go
Thought he was the one but now I don't know
After what he's done he's got to go, he's got to go

Hey ladies why is it that men can go do us wrong
Why is it that we just decide to keep holdin' on
Why is it that we never seem to just have the strength to leave
But he's got to go, he's got to go

Hey ladies why is it that men can go do us wrong
Why is it that we just decide to keep holdin' on
Why is it that we never seem to just have the strength to leave
But he's got to go, he's got to go

You keep rewinding it, stoppin' it and playing yourself over again
See I'm sick and tired of you doin' that same old thing
Sick of your same routine now you've got to come clean
'Cause it's killing me

Yeah he did it wrong but I love him so
I keep holding on but he got to go, he got to go
Thought he was the one but now I don't know
After what he's done he's got to go, he's got to go

Hey ladies why is it that men can go do us wrong
Why is it that we just decide to keep holdin' on
Why is it that we never seem to just have the strength to leave
But he's got to go, he's got to go

Hey ladies why is it that men can go do us wrong
Why is it that we just decide to keep holdin' on
Why is it that we never seem to just have the strength to leave
But he's got to go, he's got to go

I just don't understand you get chance after chance
And you say that you'll do right but I really do not know if you can
It's not in your plans that you've shown
Can you change, don't think so now I gotta let you go
Got to go, go, go, go, go, got to go, go, go, go

Hey ladies why is it that men can go do us wrong
Why is it that we just decide to keep holdin' on
Why is it that we never seem to just have the strength to leave
But he's got to go, he's got to go

Hey ladies why is it that men can go do us wrong
Why is it that we just decide to keep holdin' on
Why is it that we never seem to just have the strength to leave
But he's got to go, he's got to go

Hey ladies why is it that men can go do us wrong
Why is it that we just decide to keep holdin' on
Why is it that we never seem to just have the strength to leave
But he's got to go, he's got to go

Thou shall move on to the next

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Jumpin' - Lyrics - Keke Palmer

Title: Jumpin'
Artist: Keke Palmer
Composer(s): Marco Marinangeli, Chaka Blackmon

Lyric:
Keep it movin', keep it movin'
Feels good when you jump around
Keep it movin', keep it movin'
Feels good when you're gettin' down

Keep it movin', keep it movin'
(Jump, jump)
Feels good when you jump around
Keep it movin', keep it movin'
(Jump, jump)
Feels good when you're gettin' down

I know you have been waitin' to
Feel the rhythm move inside of you
Now's the time, so no more hangin' around
Let yourself go and just jump around

Lift your spirits to the sky
Don't just let life pass you by
Nobody's gonna stop us now
Nobody's gonna keep us down

Now's the time to make your move
Put your feelin's in the groove
Let it go, the time is right
Let loose tonight, yeah

We gon' keep it jumpin'
Everybody's jumpin' right now
We're gonna have a good time
So come on, keep it bumpin', jumpin'

We gon' keep it pumpin'
Feel the rhythm bumpin' right now
Do it like we're double dutchin'
We gon' keep it bumpin', jumpin'

Keep it movin', keep it movin'
(Jump, jump)
Feels good when you jump around
Keep it movin', keep it movin'
(Jump, jump)
Feels good when you're getting down, yeah

You can do it, have the time of your life
Just believe it, jump up to the sky
There is nothin' that can stand in your way
Let the groove take, take you far away

Now's the time to shine your light
Everythin' is feelin' right
Nobody's gonna stop us now
Nobody's gonna keep us down

You have got nothin' to lose
All you need is inside of you
Nothin's gonna kill the mood
Break all the rules now

We gon' keep it jumpin'
Everybody's jumpin' right now
We're gonna have a good time
So come on, keep it bumpin', jumpin'

We gon' keep it pumpin'
Feel the rhythm bumpin' right now
Do it like we're double dutchin'
We gon' keep it bumpin', jumpin'

Jump, jump, jump, jump
Keep it jumpin'
Jump, jump, jump, jump
It's so bumpin'

Jump, jump, jump, jump
Keep it jumpin'
Jump, jump, jump, jump
It's so bumpin'

We gon' keep it jumpin'
Everybody's jumpin' right now
We're gonna have a good time
So come on, keep it bumpin', jumpin'

We gon' keep it pumpin'
Feel the rhythm bumpin' right now
Do it like we're double dutchin'
We gon' keep it bumpin', jumpin'

We gon' keep it jumpin'
Everybody's jumpin' right now
We're gonna have a good time
So come on, keep it bumpin', jumpin'

We gon' keep it pumpin'
Feel the rhythm bumpin' right now
Do it like we're double dutchin'
We gon' keep it bumpin', jumpin', yeah

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Keep It Movin - Lyrics - So Uncool - Keke Palmer

Title: Keep It Movin
Album: So Uncool
Artist: Keke Palmer
Composer(s): Dametrice Cilek, Mischke Butler, John Stary, Jeffrey P Allen

Lyric:
Alright y'all
It's Keke P, huh I'm flappin'
We doin' it real big, uh huh

The wait is over, it's summertime
You feel the heat
Go on and wear your stunna shades
It's me, it's Big Meech

A couple young superstars
Me and Keke P
We got 'em movin'
From the beach to the street, ay

Woke up in the mornin? and I see the sunshine
Only got the summertime on my mind
My girls and I, we kick it all the time
Only got the summertime on my mind

We keep it movin'
We keep it movin'
We keep it movin'

Everybody know that school's out
No doubt, you know this one goes out
To all of my homies
It's what we've been waitin? for

It's 92 outside
Let's make our move
And get into a little something

Radio's blastin'
Let's make this happen
Homies and shawtys
Stand up, let?s get this party on

Let's do this now
Be young and proud
Show ?em how we hold it down
Get it, get it

312, yeah, they know how to juke it
212 and 310, about to twerk it
Get, get, get it, come on now, it's goin' down
Everybody feelin' just fine, summertime

Woke up in the mornin? and I see the sunshine
Only got the summertime on my mind
My girls and I, we kick it all the time
Only got the summertime on my mind

We keep it movin'
We keep it movin'
We keep it movin'

And 106th and Park gon? come on
And my favorite joint's on
It's a block party
So don't be afraid to lose control

It's all about you
Do what it do
Can't nobody tell us nothing

Well, I love hip hop music
Let's go ahead and do this
Homies and shawtys
Stand up, let?s get this party on

We doin? it now
Be young and proud
Let's go and show them how
We get it, get it

312, yeah, they know how to juke it
212 and 310, about to twerk it
Get, get, get it, come on now, it's goin' down
Everybody feelin' just fine, summertime

Woke up in the mornin? and I see the sunshine
Only got the summertime on my mind
My girls and I, we kick it all the time
Only got the summertime on my mind

We keep it movin'
We keep it movin'
We keep it movin'

Okay, it's summertime ?bout to party like a rock star
A couple months speedin? by like a hot car
?Cause time flies when you havin' fun
So hit the flow and try to find yourself a summer love

But me? I keep it movin? all 7 days of the week
I'm like Miami ?cause the boy always bring the heat
I got them big things poppin? like my name was TIP
Doin? tricks in the whip with Keke P and Million Dollar Kid

Woke up in the mornin? and I see the sunshine
Only got the summertime on my mind
My girls and I, we kick it all the time
Only got the summertime on my mind

We keep it movin'
We keep it movin'
We keep it movin'

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Monday, August 9, 2010

Hypnotize - Lyrics - Audioslave - Audioslave

Title: Hypnotize
Album: Audioslave
Artist: Audioslave
Composer(s): Timothy Commerford, Chris Cornell, Tom Morello, Brad Wilk

Lyric:
Well if you set your mind upon it
I know that you can
You've got everything you wanted
You've done everything you planned

So let me make an offer
I'm only trying to help
You can make your load
Just a little lighter
All you got to do is share the wealth

Oh no, don't you keep your
Good luck to yourself
Oh no, don't you keep your
Good luck to yourself

Well I know you've got problems
I see it in your eyes
But if you want to live
To see the morning
Give it up to your brother
Or you'll get a surprise

Oh no, don't you keep your
Good luck to yourself
Oh no, don't you keep your
Good luck to yourself

Well, it's time to see
You've got to give or you're gonna receive
It's time to see
You've got to give if you wanna believe
You won't believe

(It's time to see)
Oh no, don't you keep your
(You've got to give or you're gonna receive)
Good luck to yourself
(It's time to see)
Oh no, don't you keep your
(You've got to give if you wanna believe)
Good luck to yourself
(You can't believe)

(It's time to see)
Oh no, don't you keep your
(You've got to give or you're gonna receive)
Good luck to yourself
(It's time to see)
Oh no, don't you keep your
(You've got to give if you wanna believe)
Good luck to yourself
(You won't believe)

Oh no, don't you keep your
Good luck to yourself

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

The Gutter Shit - Lyrics - War & Peace Vol. 2: The Peace Disc - Ice Cube

Title: The Gutter Shit
Album: War & Peace Vol. 2: The Peace Disc
Artist: Ice Cube
Composer(s): Terrell Anderson, O'Shea Jackson, James Savage, Terry Gray, Marcus Moore

Lyric:
I've been servin' niggas since 1985
Niggas want the gutter
Ice Cube, Jay-O Felony
My nigga Gangsta, Squeek Rule
Keep it gangsta y'all, keep it gangsta

Niggas want that gutter shit
Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother shit
Ain't the rugged shit

Niggas want that gutter shit
Fuck that other shit, that play for it your mother shit
Ain't the rugged shit

Keep it gangsta y'all, I want to thank you all
Niggas comin' with that bullshit, it's gankin' y'all
We can ride to this kinda shit and bank them all
Nigga ball till you fall, motherfucker that's all

Can't none of y'all hang with me puttin' in work
Turn this motherfucker up unless you goin' to church
Nowadays, crazy ass bitches want they bills paid
But can't even make a good thang of Kool-aid

But chicken heads get chicken feed
Lil' dick and weed
Everything that a chicken need
Tryin' to pot I get real as Chris Rock

Make a bitch hot, turn into Fort Knox
(Bitch know)
It's Ice Cube comin' straight from the gutter
Westcoast Don, you fags s-s-stutter

There is a lethal in the gas chamber
I'm full of anger, nigga the west is in the house
But you still in for some danger
And when I'm thru, I take your bitch and fingerbang her
But if she looks tossed up, I'll slang her

Beat you like mama dearest with a clothes hanger
'Cuz the gang a niggas be tryin' to spit
But you can't spit it like this
I come equipped to rip any battle
And leave him strung in his crew
But they put me in the twist like Trump

I can collapse or puncture the lungs of anyone
Give him a chance to spit his last word
Unnerve then he done, 20/20 ain't good enough
Rappers ain't seein' me, this Jay-O Felony
And nobody can stand three of me

Caution keep MC's out of my reach, I'm on a mission
And be gettin' to your fuckin' hide to be called a physician
Immediately, I puts it down at a show
(Jay-O)
But looked to choke the shit out a fool, nigga dat's on doo low

Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta
(Keep it gangsta)
Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta
(Keep it gangsta)

Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta
(All my life)
Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta
(All my life)

I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they rich
(What?)
Lyin' 'bout they bitch
(What?)
Lyin' 'bout they dick
(What?)

I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they hits
(Huh?)
Lyin' 'bout they whips
(Huh?)
Lyin' 'bout they six
(Yeah)

I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they clothes
(Brrrmph)
Lyin' 'bout they hoes
(Uhh)
Lyin' 'bout they rows
(Uhh)

I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they house
(Punk)
Lyin' about they clout
(Yeah)
Lyin' up in they mouth
(Yeah yeah)

It's the Maharaji, my niggas kamikaze
Illuminaughty, bitch hoes in they body
We the riders, we push like Maseratis
Do karates on haters, and you hotties

Fuck the party, come on, my niggas focus
We the richest, pretend that we the brokest
Niggas notice, as soon as you're checking quotas
We the coldest, so go and tell the rollers
(Bitch)

Who dat? Next out the game in blue khaks
Gangsta's the name, niggas wonderin' how I do that
By the thug way, package and transportin' the drug way
Only means of makin' a livin', the Crip and Blood way

I'm on grates when I'm grindin'
I'm on steaks when I'm dinnin'
And on Sunday's on the wine
Is you can't calm the savage beast
(Never)
And I can make your birds rise like geese

K-Mac tell 'em, you sell 'em, I swell 'em, loc
(Swell 'em loc)
Hard or soft determines how much a nigga sell 'em for
We got the fish scale texture
(Fish scale)
Now if you cook it yourself you get extras
Dub that shit to death with this dub thang
Only a few niggas left with this love mang

So we cop together
(Yeah)
Put it in the beeker
Rock together
(Uhh)
Claim blocks together
And fuck cock together, nigga
(Brrph)

Niggas want that gutter shit
Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother shit
Ain't the rugged shit

Niggas want that gutter shit
Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother shit
Ain't the rugged shit

Squeek Rule
Look in my eyes
I see the dollar sign dog, and my dick start to rise
Got to handle money, got to stack the money
(Tell 'em)
Buzzin' like a bee 'cuz I crave for the honey

Million dollar tickets make bitches look wicked
So you innocent hoes, ain't got to lie ta kick it
I know you knows
(Uhh)
'Cuz now my decimals
(Yep)
Done fiend for the green, keep you itchin' in your panty hose

Your eyes full of gleem
(Brrmph)
You wanna get on my team and live my dream
Captain of the ship is what I'm boastin'
Hit the three wheel motion, I'm the shit when I'm coastin'
(Uh huh)

Down the boulevard, flossin' hard
Lights hit the chrome, dog I'm lickin' like a movie star
Money makes me a savage
(What it do?)
Shit, I break down the world for the cabbage
(Squeek Rule)

Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta
Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta
Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta
(All my life)
Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta
(All my life)

Niggas want that gutter shit
Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother shit
Ain't the rugged shit

Niggas want that gutter shit
Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother shit
Ain't the rugged shit

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Saturday, July 31, 2010

Slow Down - Lyrics - Carnival II: Memoirs of an Immigrant - Wyclef Jean

Title: Slow Down
Album: Carnival II: Memoirs of an Immigrant
Artist: Wyclef Jean
Composer(s): Wyclef Jean, R. Toby, Jerry Duplessis

Lyric:
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

We cry for peace but we live for war
(You know I got that shot in the Chevy, what it is?)
We ain?t start the wire taps down in Baltimore
(But I'm still slangin? bricks where I live)

Sometimes she love me, sometimes she love me not
(Doin? 10, now my girl turnin' tricks at the crib)
But let check out his eyes, in the inner city Chi?
(Layin? down ASAP, everybody gettin? killed)

Evil lurks in the heavenly disguise
(Tryin? to get the ruler all I need is about a mil)
I seen two birds crash into two New York giants
(Bush still lyin', he'll never keep it real)

I wish Katrina spoke French at the quarter to New Orleans
(But you?d a told her that)
But how we smoke French back, seduced this stone
(Okay)
Told this is your death, please, don?t rain on my people

Where?d the hope go, where?d the hope gone?
(I don?t know)
I see the whole world turn into a war zone
(What?)
Ain?t no love in the city keep your vest on
(That right)
Guns ?N Roses, 'Welcome To The Jungle'

On the flip side she's shakin? her backside
(Shake it for me, baby)
That?s the only way tuition gon? come right
He got a crush on Mary Jane
Unless she got five on, she ain?t doin' her thang
(Come on, you know you need to)

Slow down, young girl
Keep it real hun, you gotta keep it real hun
Unless you slow down somebody gon? crash
(Come on, you know you need to)

Slow down
(You know you need to, you know you need to)
Young girl
(You know we used to)
Keep it real hun
(You know we used to)
You gotta keep it real hun
(You know we used to)
Unless you slow down somebody gon? crash
(Okay)

If you livin' in the street, you know you're livin' free
(And if you ain?t, you're doin? time like me)
Thugs with the heat are the coldest ones to meet
(You can catch yourself a case, get a fine do 3)

We flyin' high but still can?t touch the sky
(But on conspiracy you're doin' ten at the least)
Everybody's a gangsta, but nobody wanna die
(With all this snitchin? you might never see the streets)

Nuclear testin', replacin? the SAT?s
(With all this goin' on, why they worried about me?)
Stem cell research, there?s another you, another me
(I?m just hustlin' in the streets tryin? to flip a couple keys)

With what goes up, must come down, 'The Laws of Gravity'
(I know I see it happen to my partner, Big Neege)
We miss ya, shawty
To win at chess, you?ve got to trap the king

Where?d the hope go, where?d the hope?
(I don?t know)
I see the whole world turn into a war zone
(What?)
Ain?t no love in the city keep your vest on
(That right)
Guns ?N Roses, 'Welcome To The Jungle'

On the flip side she's shakin' her backside
(Shake it for me, baby)
That?s the only way tuition gon' come right
He got a crush on Mary Jane
Unless you got five on she ain?t doin' her thang
(Let's get it)

Slow down, young girl
Keep it real hun, you gotta keep it real hun
Unless you slow down somebody gon? crash
(Come on, you know you need to)

Slow down, young girl
(You know we used to)
Keep it real hun
(Used to)
You gotta keep it real hun
Unless you slow down somebody gon? crash

Everybody know we gon? keep rollin? when the police rollin?
And your coke dealer told ?em what you been doin'
Boy, you better slow down, ay, ay, slowdown

Ay, you wanna show ?em that da dope keep comin'
But if shit keep runnin? their mouth
But you're stuck, jackin' comin' for ya, better slow down
Ay, ay, slow down, ay, ay, ay

Hey, I remember get money, all we do was get money
?Til the Feds raided the trap and took my thang from me
Put me in a room alone, separated the click form me
Next thing you my lawyer said my partner snitched on me

Now ain?t that a bitch homie, they ain?t have a thing on us
Until you started tellin', now they talkin' big numbers
We could?ve split charges up, against five or six summer
Instead you tryin? to talk, tellin' so you could walk

How could you tell ?em who we sold told to, everythin' we bought?
How we used to get in all the way ?til we can ship it off?
(Who woulda thought?)
Hey, keep it pimpin?, wait a minute
Ay, ay, ay, ay, keep it pimpin?, wait a minute, ay

Where?d the hope go, where?d the hope?
I see the whole world turn into a war zone
Ain?t no love in the city keep your vest on
Guns ?N Roses, 'Welcome To The Jungle'

On the flip side she's shakin' her backside
That?s the only way tuition gon' come right
He got a crush on Mary Jane
Unless you got five on she ain?t doin' her thang

Slow down, young girl
Keep it real hun, you can keep it real hun
Unless you slow down, somebody gon? crash
(You know you need to)

Slow down
(You know you need to, you know you need to)
Young girl
(You know we used to)
Keep it real hun
(You know we used to)
You gotta keep it real hun
Unless you slow down somebody gon? crash
(C'mon)

I?mma let my guitar do the talkin' now, okay

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Friday, August 6, 2010

The Kid In You - Lyrics - Oh Aaron - Aaron Carter

Title: The Kid In You
Album: Oh Aaron
Artist: Aaron Carter
Composer(s): Nathan Moran Butler, Andrew G Goldmark

Lyric:
Turn it up Pump it up
Turn it up
Just a little bit

Turn it up
Pump it up
Turn it up
Just a little bit

V-1
All the kids gonna bounce to this
All the kids gonna jump to this
All the kids gonna snap to this

Yeah, rock it rhyme

Little Aaron

How many people understand me that this is why
Ya growin' up to go to school, and that's a fact
Getting a job from the school, loan n pay 'em back
Then you get a car to make it to the job and back
Can you tell me why things gotta be this way

I'd rather be at the pool catchin' sunrays
Guys in the deep end
Girls in the shallow
Kids in the middle shout "MARCO POLO!"
When a get a little older Imma change things

Makin' life go easy like ice cream
Become president and play on the dream team
Bring home the gold medal for the ladies
But I guess right now Imma sit back
While I watch Scooby-Doo eat a Scooby snack
Grab a pen and some paper from my knapsack
And do a little homework for my math class

So have fun - that's my point of view
I always kick it just the way I want to
When I roll with the changes
I keep it real with a smile on my face, yeah
To yourself make a promise
Live everyday like you're gonna get your first kiss
And if you do, you'll never lose
The kid in you, the kid in you
Ha ha, ha ha
Wooah

I be the one that be dropping the hints
Lacing the beats
Into to the streets
Bringing the heat
Copping the chicks
Ill be your mix
Never forget what, what, what being a kid is

Even though I got a lot of dough
I keep it real
I still play my Sega Dreamcast
When I chill
Nickelodeon on when I'm eatin' meals
And I bought the big screen with the Zomba Deal
Listen up, to you kids all across the land
I still rock my Timberlands every time I can
Never miss an episode of the Batman
Still watching re-runs of the X-Men

And I still show love to my parents
Doing chores when I'm home running errands
Come to the crib, eat a ham sandwich
And when I'm around ya, you know what
I'm wearing, Timberlands

So have fun - that's my point of view
I always kick it just the way I want to
When I roll with the changes
I keep it real with a smile on my face, yeah
To yourself make a promise
Live everyday like you're gonna get your first kiss
And if you do, you'll never lose
The kid in you, the kid in you
Ha ha, ha ha
Wooah

Yo, everyone wanna be stuck in their old ways
Never wanna change when the get a certain age
Not me AC, gonna be this way
Stay this way, always say yo, yo

So have fun - that's my point of view
I always kick it just the way I want to
When I roll with the changes
I keep it real with a smile on my face, yeah
To yourself make a promise
Live everyday like you're gonna get your first kiss
And if you do, you'll never lose
The kid in you

So have fun - that's my point of view
I always kick it just the way I want to
When I roll with the changes
I keep it real with a smile on my face, yeah
To yourself make a promise
Live everyday like you're gonna get your first kiss
And if you do, you'll never lose
The kid in you, the kid in you
The kid in you

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Monday, August 16, 2010

Take It To The Head - Lyrics - Priceless - Kelly Price

Title: Take It To The Head
Album: Priceless
Artist: Kelly Price
Composer(s): Steven A. Jordan, Kelly Price, Keith Murray, Cory Jamaine Peterson

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Lyric:
Ayo, I can't hold it in, I gotta let it out
Girl, I take your love to the head without a doubt
Listen baby, do you think you ready for the action?
I give chicks 'Butterflies' like Michael Jackson

I'm so immaculate, there's no equivalence
Treacherous, imperial, impertinent, impetuous
Come a little closer, let me kick it in your ear
Keith Murray, Kelly Price, take this to the head, yeah

Stepped in the room, I saw you
Instantly knew I had to
Present my game and keep it cool

Wanted so much to kiss you
To let you know I miss you
I just laid back and let you move
But you keep

Frontin' like you don't want me
And actin' like you don't need me
But it's okay ?cos that's just your way

There's a physical attraction
Cause a chemical reaction
So come on, boy, inhale, exhale

Breathe it in, breathe it out
Flyin? high ain't no doubt
I take it to the head yo' love

On a ride, in the clouds
Feelin' good, won't come down
I take it to the head yo' love

The time is right for romance
And I want you for my man
I know you want me for your girl, baby

Baby, I know you're willing
So let's not fight the feeling
Give it to me and rock my world
But still you keep

Frontin' like you don't want me
And actin' like you don't need me
But it's okay 'cos that's just your way

There's a physical attraction
Cause a chemical reaction
So come on, boy, inhale, exhale

Breathe it in, breathe it out
Flyin? high ain't no doubt
I take it to the head yo' love

On a ride, in the clouds
Feelin' good, won't come down
I take it to the head yo' love

Don't have to feel you
Just when I'm near where are you at
I get a contact, got my head spinnin'
I'm in whirlwind of your love
And it's got me all choked up

Yeah, you off the hook, rock you bananas tonight
I gotta push up 'cos that thing look right
Oh no, say it ain't true, say it ain't so
You frontin? on your man Murray, that's aight though

[Incomprehensible] got a cutter
Ripped a monkey *** like a hot knife rippin' through butter
Don't let nobody tell you different, you and I was meant to be
Gettin' busy most beautifully

I shall until I succeed
To spoon feed y'all and give you exactly what you need
So don't cheat yourself, treat yourself
And put that playa cool attitude up on the shelf and

Relax yourself and respect yourself and
Protect yourself and respect yourself
There's nothin' further more to discuss
Take this to the head and feel the rush

Breathe it in, breathe it out
Flyin? high ain't no doubt
I take it to the head yo' love

On a ride, in the clouds
Feelin' good, won't come down
I take it to the head yo' love

Breathe it in, breathe it out
Flyin? high ain't no doubt
I take it to the head yo' love
On a ride, in the clouds
Feelin' good, won't come down

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Make Noise - Lyrics - Anarchy - Busta Rhymes

Title: Make Noise
Album: Anarchy
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Busta (Trevor Smi Rhymes, Lenny Kravitz, Dana Stinson

Lyric:
Hoo, hah, hoo, hah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Rock star shit niggas
From the street, to the stadium
From the street, to the stadium
From the street, to the stadium niggas
Now c'mon

Bouncing, everytime I be hittin' y'all niggas with shit
That be makin y'all niggas really wanna black up in the fucking spot
We keepin' hot for my niggas fresh up off the block
Now all my people bust a shot blow, blow, blow
Bus a bus is back all in your face and I'm back to replace
And lace y'all niggas with shit that'll totally erase
These other corny niggas up outta your head
As far as I'm concerned none of them niggas can fuck with the dreds
What, what, what

Yeah, yeah, I be keepin' it movin', and be keepin' it groovin'
Rep for my niggas by showin' and provin'
That we the illest when it comes to this here
Now go get the drinks, go get the blunts, and get the fire
What you say? Yeah, yeah, yeah
What the fuck is bounce up in your truck when you start to conduct
Yourself in a way that be makin' you wanna fuck
Wild out in the spot, and get to actin' like savages
Tell the one who manages the spot, I got the damages, ho, ho

I know y'all niggas want it
What
I know y'all really need it
Ho
The shit to keep you bouncin'
What
To keep the party heated
Make noise, make noise, make noise, make noise, c'mon

I know y'all bitches want it
What
I know y'all really need it
Ho
The shit to keep you bouncin'
What
To keep the party heated
Make noise, make noise, make noise, make noise, c'mon

Busta rhymes givin' it to y'all niggas so check me out
While I pick up my crew and pick up Rah Digga
I'm talkin 'bout how we be puttin' it down wit my Flipmode familia
That's a fact we comin' through, so step back
Move, move, move, move, move
Get the fuck up off of me and please release me from my shackle
Watch me and my crew and how we tacklin' corner the market
Y'all niggas know exactly how we about to spark it
Makin' all of you the target, blau, blau, blau

See how we be keepin' it comin' regardless whatever the reason
It never matters whatever the season
Now peep how we wildin', and breezin' on through
When you know that we will keep it together whatever, get the cheddar
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah now, lemme continue to talk to my people and continue
To blow the roof off the building and right before we get to
Wreckin' the spot everybody climb up on something and tear the lights
Up off of the ceiling, bo, bo, bo, bo

I know y'all niggas want it
What
I know y'all really need it
Ho
The shit to keep you bouncin'
What
To keep the party heated
Make noise, make noise, make noise, make noise, c'mon

I know y'all bitches want it
What
I know y'all really need it
Ho
The shit to keep you bouncin'
What
To keep the party heated
Make noise, make noise, make noise, make noise, c'mon

Hoo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ha, Busta Rhymes, Lenny Kravitz, make noise now, c'mon
From the streets, to the stadium, Busta Rhymes, Lenny Kravitz
Here we go now, make noise now, everybody now, c'mon, ha

How's about to keep it kinda raw and just give it to motherfuckers
And how we smash it and cash it we rip it from motherfuckers
You know we got it, you niggas know we rockin'
And get all up in your pocket, yo, yo, yo
Yeah, yeah me and brother named Lenny Kravitz
We tearin' it down and blowin' the spot in the Jacob Javitz
However you wanna do it grab the gas and the matches and start the fire
Take it up a little higher, yeah, yeah, yeah

I know y'all niggas want it
What
I know y'all really need it
Ho
The shit to keep you bouncin'
What
To keep the party heated
Make noise, make noise, make noise, make noise, c'mon

I know y'all bitches want it
What
I know y'all really need it
Ho
The shit to keep you bouncin'
What
To keep the party heated
Make noise, make noise, make noise, make noise, c'mon

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Friday, August 13, 2010

The Last To Know - Lyrics - Unison - Celine Dion

Title: The Last To Know
Album: Unison
Artist: Celine Dion
Composer(s): Phil Galdston, Brock Walsh

Lyric:
Let me be the first to say
Ain't it always so?
There's no other way to find out
What I need to know

It's not that I don't think you care
It's what you haven't said
Keeps me guessing day and night
Putting visions in my head

Don't let me be the last
If you thought of leaving, would you tell me?
Don't let me be the last
If the truth would hurt me, would you lie to me?
What would you say?

Don't you keep it to yourself for my protection
Break it to me now
Don't let me be the last
If there's anything you want to tell me

Don't let me be the last
Like you're never gonna let me go
Baby, all I ask
Don't let me be the last to know

You know how all friends will talk
Secrets hard to keep
But this girl she says you're seeing
Sure sounds a lot like me

Still it's not for me to say
If what I heard was true
And I won't let myself believe a word
Till I hear it from you

Don't let me be the last
If you thought of leaving, would you tell me?
Don't let me be the last
If the truth would hurt me, would you lie to me?
What would you say?

Don't you keep it to yourself for my protection
Just break it to me now
Don't let me be the last
If there's anything you want to tell me

Don't let me be the last
Like you're never gonna let me go, don't let me go
Baby, all I ask
Don't let me be the last to know

Don't let me be the last
If you thought of leaving, would you tell me?
Don't let me be the last
If the truth would hurt me, would you lie to me?
What would you say?

Don't you keep it to yourself for my protection
Just break it to me now
Don't let me be the last
If there's anything you want to tell me

Don't let me be the last
Like you're never gonna let me go
(Would you lie to me?)
Baby, all I ask
Don't let me be the last to know

If you thought of leaving, would you tell me?
Don't let me be the last
If the truth would hurt me, would you lie to me?
What would you say?

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

My Turn - Lyrics - Lil' Rob

Title: My Turn
Artist: Lil' Rob
Composer(s): Robert Flores, John Stary

Lyric:
Get it right
You know everybody's talkin' about me and shit right now
Y'all wonder what I'm gonna do next
Well, check it out

The more people that love me
The more people that hate me
But I ain't trippin', I just do what I do
Keep it true to myself, you can't break me

Everybody wants to know what Lil' Rob is soundin' like
The same way as always, homey, dynomite
They say, out of sight well then out of mind
Well, I'm out of sight but I'm in yo' mind and I don't mind
Homey, I'm just tryin' to keep with the times
Spit rhymes that are always on time and try to climb
They wanna hate on me for stupid ass shit
Pay them no mind, can't believe they're doin' that shit

I can't believe they're even cool with that shit
Supposed to be crazy homeboys and talk like a bitch
If you're not the kind of homey I could pull a crime with
Then you're not the kind of homeboy I could bust a rhyme with
And you're not the kind of homeboy I associate with
What'chu got bitch, I won't even negotiate with, shit

The more people that love me
The more people that hate me
But I ain't trippin' I just do what I do
Keep it true to myself, you can't break me, it's my turn
I'm shootin' for the top of the world
Can I make it to the top of the world, hell yeah
It's my turn
I'll see you at the top of the world
I'll be waitin' at the top of the world

You can't stop me, I always continue to do my thing
No matter, what you do no matter what you bring
You're mad at me, for what? 'Cause I'm tryin'
To open the door so you can come up too you stupid fuck?
Come on homey, I'm as real as they come
Take a little bit of Pepsi mix it up with some rum
The kind of man to offer you a drink
And hold a conversation with you to see how you think

But uhh
Somethin' tells me that you're bluffin' me homes
That you're not, who you seem to be don't fuck with me homes
'Cause nowadays I can see you comin' a mile away
And I don't like your style eh
Okay

The more people that love me
The more people that hate me
But I ain't trippin' I just do what I do
Keep it true to myself, you can't break me, it's my turn
I'm shootin' for the top of the world
Can I make it to the top of the world, hell yeah
It's my turn
I'll see you at the top of the world
I'll be waitin' at the top of the world

Goddamn, I gotta deal with everybody else puttin' me down
I've been puttin' in work for as long as I've been around
Just because I was brought up on the brown side of town
I rap with an accent and I got my own sound
Ey fuck it homey, I am who I am
One proud Mexican, 'En mi criste penaten'
Lowridin' down the avenue, doin what it is I do
Whether it appeals to you I gotta keep it real with you

How could I expect you to respect me any other way
Can I get a 'Si mon' can I get an 'Orale'
Andele, there we go
Shouts out to all my gente from here to Me-ji-co

The more people that love me
The more people that hate me
But I ain't trippin' I just do what I do
Keep it true to myself, you can't break me, it's my turn
I'm shootin' for the top of the world
Can I make it to the top of the world, hell yeah
It's my turn
I'll see you at the top of the world
I'll be waitin' at the top of the world

You got somethin' to say, keep that shit to yourself mayne
It's my turn
You don't like me, don't play it, simple as that
And I just don't stop, see you at the top
That's right, you can do what you do I'll do what I do
And I just don't stop, see you at the top
And I just don't stop, see you at the top

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