Number 15 - Lyrics - Beta Band

Title: Number 15
Artist: Beta Band
Composer(s): Steve Mason, Richard Greentree, Robin Jones, John Maclean

Lyric:
You tell me we never talk
And I won't share my thoughts
Then you hate my point of view
Because I don't agree with you

I've got 15 reasons not to spend my life with you
(25 reasons why I wouldn't want to)
You love me with your lazy eye
Tell me not to do the things I do
(You're so lazy that you never do do)

You say that I'm a crazy guy
When it's clearly you who is cuckoo
I've got 15 reasons not to spend my life with you
(35 reasons why I wouldn't want to)

You're always telling me I drink too much
Then you're happy when we're apart
If I say we should be that way
You say you wouldn't live another day

I've got 15 reasons not to spend my life with you
(25 reasons why I wouldn't want to)
You love me with your lazy eye
Tell me not to do the things I do
(You're so lazy that you never do do)

You say that I'm a crazy guy
When it's clearly you who is cuckoo
I've got 15 reasons not to spend my life with you
(25 reasons why I wouldn't want to)

Say it's your friend's birthday
And I think your friends a fool
I don't wanna go so you say
I think I'm cool

15 reasons not to spend my life with you
You love me with your lazy eye
Tell me not to do the things I do

You say that I'm a crazy guy
When clearly it's you who is cuckoo
15 reasons not to spend my life with you

You stink of cigarette juice
I beg you to stop it's no use
I ask you to step outside
And you blow it deeper into my mind

I've got 15 reasons not to spend my life with you
(25 reasons why I wouldn't want to)
You love me with your lazy eye
Tell me not to do the things I do
(You're so lazy that you never do do)

You say that I'm a crazy guy
When it's clearly you who is cuckoo
I've got 15 reasons not to spend my life with you
(25 reasons why I wouldn't want to)

You tell me we never talk
And I won't share my thoughts
Then you hate my point of view
Because I don't agree with you

15 reasons not to spend my life with you
(25 reasons why I wouldn't want to)
You love me with your lazy eye
Tell me not to do the things I do
(You're so lazy that you never do do)

You say that I'm a crazy guy
When it's clearly you who is cuckoo
15 reasons not to spend my life with you
(25 reasons why I wouldn't want to)

15 reasons not to spend my life with you
(25 reasons why I wouldn't want to)
You love me with your lazy eye
Tell me not to do the things I do
(You're so lazy that you never do do)

You say that I'm a crazy guy
When it's clearly you who is cuckoo
I've got 15 reasons not to spend my life with you
(35 reasons why I wouldn't want to)
Hello

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Lazy Eye - Lyrics - Hem

Title: Lazy Eye
Artist: Hem
Composer(s): Daniel R. Messe, Gary Maurer

Lyric:
There's a lazy eye that looks at you
And sees you, the same as before
When you lay beside me every night
Though now you are with me, no more

I can still see the hem of your dress
And the comb as it's parting your hair
And the person I held is still there in my
Lazy eye that looks at you
And sees you the same as before

I can still see the hem of your dress
And the comb as it's parting your hair
And the person I held is still there in my
Lazy eye that looks at you
And sees you the same as before

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Lazy - Lyrics - David Byrne

Title: Lazy
Artist: David Byrne
Composer(s): David Byrne, D House, Darren Rock, Ashley Beedle

Lyric:
I-I-I-I'm wicked and I'm lazy
Ooooh, don't you wanna save me

I'm lazy when I'm lovin', I'm lazy when I play
I'm lazy with my girlfriend a thousand times a day
I'm lazy when I'm speaking, I'm lazy when I walk
I'm lazy when I'm dancin' and I'm lazy when I talk
I open up my mouth, it comes rushin' out
Nothin', doin' nadda, never, how you like me now?
Wouldn't it be mad, wouldn't it be fine
Lazy, lucky lady, dancin', lovin' all the time

I-I-I-I'm wicked and I'm lazy
Ooooh, don't you wanna save me

Some folks they got money an' some folks lives are sweet
Some folks make decisions an' some folks clean the streets, now
Imagine what it feels like, imagine how it sounds
Imagine life is perfect an' everything works out
No tears are fallin' from my eyes
I'm keepin' all the pain inside
Now don't you wanna live with me?
I'm lazy as a man can be

I-I-I-I'm wicked and I'm lazy
Ooooh, don't you wanna save me

Imagine there's a girlfriend, imagine there's a job
Imagine there's an answer, imagine there's a God
Imagine I'm a Devil, imagine I'm a Saint
Lazy money, lazy sexy, lazy outta space
No tears are fallin' from my eyes
I'm keepin' all the pain inside
Now don't you wanna live with me?
I'm lazy as a man can be

I-I-I-I'm wicked and I'm lazy
Ooooh, don't you wanna save me

Lazy when I work, lazy on the bed
Screamin' all you like, but it only fades away
I'm lazy when I'm prayin', lazy on the job
Got a lazy mind, a lazy eye, a lazy lazy father
Hard men, hard lives
Hard keepin' it all inside
Good times, good God
I'm so lazy I almost stop
*Cough*

I-I-I-I'm wicked and I'm lazy
Ooooh, don't you wanna save me

I-I-I-I'm wicked and I'm lazy
Ooooh, don't you wanna save me

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Lazy Eye - Lyrics - Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities - Goo Goo Dolls

Title: Lazy Eye
Album: Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities
Artist: Goo Goo Dolls
Composer(s): John Rzeznik

Lyric:
The world spins 'round the secret lives
Everyone that needs to hide, hide
A cheap parade of endless lies
Filters through this lazy eye

And I don't believe in signs
No, I don't believe your lies

Caught in the breakdown
Caught in the breakdown
Caught in the breakdown
Caught in the breakdown

Lose yourself in no one's life
Trapped in nowhere's empty light, light
Words like fists that tear you down
Crash before we hit the ground

And I don't believe in signs
No, I don't believe your lies

Caught in the breakdown
Caught in the breakdown
Caught in the breakdown
Caught in the breakdown

No, I don't believe in signs
No, I don't believe your lies
No, I don't believe your lies

Caught in the breakdown
Caught in the breakdown
Caught in the breakdown
Caught in the breakdown

Caught in the breakdown
Caught in the breakdown, breakdown
Caught in the breakdown
Caught in the breakdown
Caught in the breakdown

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Nicotine Gravy - Lyrics - Midnite Vultures - Beck

Title: Nicotine Gravy
Album: Midnite Vultures
Artist: Beck
Composer(s): Beck Hansen

Lyric:
I'll be your chauffeur on a midnight drive
It takes a miracle just to survive
Buried animals call your name
You keep on sleeping through the poignant rain

I think we're going crazy, her left eye is lazy
She looks so Israeli, nicotine and gravy

I'll feed you fruit that don't exist
I'll leave graffiti where you've never been kissed
I'll do your laundry, massage your soul
I'll turn you over to the highway patrol

I think we're going crazy, her left eye is lazy
She looks so Israeli, nicotine and gravy

I think we're going crazy, things don't even faze me
Her left eye is lazy, nicotine and gravy
Miracles amaze me, she looks so Israeli
Love the way she plays me, I think I'm going crazy

I don't want to die tonight, I don't want to die tonight
I don't want to die tonight, I don't want to die tonight
I don't want to die tonight, I don't want to die tonight
(You're something special, so much more)
(Think I'm going)
I don't want to die tonight, I don't want to die tonight
(I know, yes I know)
(Think I'm going crazy)

I'll be your chauffeur on a midnight drive
It takes a miracle just to survive
Buried animals call your name
You keep on sleeping through the poignant rain

I think we're going crazy, things don't even faze me
(I think we're going crazy)
Her left eye is lazy, nicotine and gravy
(Her left eye is lazy)
Miracles amaze me, she looks so Israeli
(She looks so Israeli)
(I don't want to die tonight, I don't want to die tonight)
Love the way she plays me, nicotine and gravy
(Nicotine and gravy)
(I don't want to die tonight, I don't want to die tonight)

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Lazy Head - Lyrics - Alishas Attic

Title: Lazy Head
Artist: Alishas Attic
Composer(s): Karen Ann Poole, Terence James Martin, Michelle Lena Mcerlaine

Lyric:
I dream of it all right here, your love is something I never fear
The more I give away, the more I want
So show me you're a big strong man
Come on, make a weak woman of me

Stay baby, stay
Indulgence is good
Let's play a game
I dare you to dare me

Let's have no shame
Let's take a ride
On an ocean wave
To the land of shut eye

Lay down, lazy head
Sleep like a fish on a seabed
Lie down lazy head
Sleep like a fish on a seabed

I'm falling like rain again
In love with you man
It's like walking through a rainbow
The further that I go, the more I want

The further that I go, the more I want

Stay baby, stay
Indulgence is good
Let's play a game
I dare you to dare me

Let's have no shame
Let's take a ride
On an ocean wave
To the land of shut eye

Lay down, lazy head
Sleep like a fish on a seabed
Lie down, you lazy head
Sleep like a fish on a seabed

We go deep, deep
I don't want to wake up, deep
I don't want to come down, deep
Let's indulge in this, deep

Lay down, lazy head
Sleep like a fish on a seabed
Lie down, lazy head
Sleep like a fish on a seabed

Lie down, lazy head
Sleep like a fish on a seabed
Lie down, you lazy head
Sleep like a fish on a seabed

Lie down, you lazy head
Lie down, you lazy head
So we sleep like a fish on a seabed

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Gymnast, High Above The Ground - Lyrics - Her Majesty - Decemberists

Title: Gymnast, High Above The Ground
Album: Her Majesty
Artist: Decemberists
Composer(s): Colin Patrick Meloy

Lyric:
The gymnast, high above the ground
Limbers up and falls, tender down
Ankles splayed and all tied
The gymnast long has arrived

Lazy, your long sister lays
Waiting out this long light brigade
Prayed for snow a long time
Lazy, it long has arrived

Through the tarlatan holes
You've been slipping, been slipping away
And the weather will hold
It's been ever so, ever so gray

And here, as we're coming down
We're sounding out
It's a terrible, terrible tide
As it lights upon your eye

But there on the motorway, reeks of marmalade
It's a chemical, chemical kind
As it lights upon your eye
Lights upon your eye

The bosun calls upon the quay
Compass gone, he long has lost his way
To lighthouse shine, to calm tide
The bosun long has arrived

Through the tarlatan holes
You've been slipping, been slipping away
And the weather will hold
It's been ever so, ever so gray

But here as we're coming down
We're sounding out
It's a terrible, terrible tide
As it lights upon your eye

But there on the motorway, reeks of marmalade
It's a chemical, chemical kind
As it lights upon your eye
Lights upon your eye

April marches on
April marches on
April marches on
April marches on

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Won On Won - Lyrics - Cocoa Brovaz

Title: Won On Won
Artist: Cocoa Brovaz
Composer(s): Tekomin Williams, Carlton Ridenhour, Hank Shocklee, Darryl (Jr) Yates, D Matthews

Lyric:
Smokin? lah, me got flav
Smoky Gunz, Cocoa B's

Who wanna look like, wanna act like us?
Wanna be like, roll the trees like us
Wanna talk like, wanna walk like us
Wanna flip like get ripped like us

Wanna act like know you're black like us
Wanna flip like kick shit like us
Wanna bust like you ain't rough like us
Tek and Steele, won on won, Smoky Guns, what?

Ding, that's the sound of the bell
Oh shit is all you heard before you fell
To the canvas, all washed up like my dirty drawers
And pants get, try to challenge, get damaged

Plain and simple with bandages around your temple
Easily erased out the picture like pencil
Peeped me once, saw me again, got your pistol
I put permanent fear in your heart like a dimple

Son, hold my A V, let me rock this nobody
Comin' out the closet tryin' to stop my money
Actin' like you're sweet 'cause he ain't see me in the streets
Spit that blood out and get back up on your feet

You called me, I was there on some candyman shit
Wear that ass out in front your kids and your bitch
Hurt you to the boards, put the ten to your jaw
Walk away, parley in front of Ahmed's store

We don't give a what about you, tell them niggaz who sent you
Let 'em come, have 'em all open wide like dentals
Heard they work for cheap, think I might rent you
If you feel I disrespected you, good, I meant to

Nigga, I'd wish you'd talk about runnin' for guns
Get your Bankhead bounce like insufficient funds
Left ass out a home beggin' like bums
Cut off, swept off the floor like crumbs

I'm from N Y C I T Y, stay high
Lazy eye, ghetto celeb, rap guy from Bed-Stuy
Splash in two lines, me no long rhymes
Losin' your attention, takin' up your time

I gets mine and breathe, ?bout it ?bout it like P
Too many wannabe me
Wanna flow blow hold dough like Smoky Lah
Fly across seas, blow shows for BCC

But you can't be, you heard me, you soft like porridge
You ain't gettin' money and you have no courage
Introducin', the one who gets you bugged like a loosie
Same height, same weight, same fight skills like Bruce Lee

Try me, ready for those who wanna harm me
Don't toy with me, you wanna be all you can be, join the army
I swarm like bees, plus sting too, bring grooves
I blow 'em out like hankies, nab you like cops do

For the longest I've been waitin' to take it to these Jafaicans
Corner eye ballin' on the moves that we was makin'
Thinkin' that we lost it 'cause our line was closed
Can't stop a hungry nigga with nothin' to live, foe

I'ma see that dough, many hustlers I know
Three car long shark, white chalk and cee-lo
Yo, I think I'll take this time to remind you
Not to sit by the line, test mine, crime stoppers won't find you

Before we come kickin' your door to the floor
Throw you to the wall, makin' you our prisoner of war
Cut you too short to take walks with Tattoo
Attack you from your front, open you back with my scalpel
Snatch two, niggaz from the crew if they got
Anythin' to do with motherfuckers comin' back to avenge you

I intend to get down for my temple, keep a strong mental
When dealin' with evils that men do
Them who fail to comprehend
I recommend you remember you're dealin' with men

Who'll send you off in a coffin
'Cause far too often niggaz are gettin' lost and it's costin'
Body parts from anybody that starts
We play the hackers takin' rappers apart

Dissect 'em from they rectum to they necks
Double check them make sure shit's correct then direct them
To the section, where the session's in progression
Where you come to get blessed by Smif-N-Wessun

Won on won
Won on won

Wanna act like us
Wanna talk like, wanna look like us
Wanna walk like, wanna bust like
Wanna flip like, wanna rep like us

Wanna get clip, wanna kick like us
Wanna get shit, hit just like us
Wanna smoke lah, smoke the black like us
You can?t fuck with us

Won on won
Won on won

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Lazy Butterfly - Lyrics - Devendra Banhart

Title: Lazy Butterfly
Artist: Devendra Banhart
Composer(s): Devendra Obi Banhart

Lyric:
Lazy butterfly napping on me
Dreaming of the sky and roly polys
Wake up, wake up, clouds are coming, clouds are coming
Wake up, wake up, rains are falling, rains are falling

Colors in my eye are staring at me
Anchor at my side as sweet as silver
Pleasure, pleasure, don't forget her, don't forget her
Love her, love her, I won't forget her, I won't forget her

Seashell fingernail scratching at me
Brown eyed lullaby singing at me
Come on, come on, try and catch me, try and catch me
Come on, come on, try and catch me, try and catch me

Cotton old cloud smoke I know he feels it
Rising from an oak because I feel it
He burn, he burn, mesmerizing, mesmerizing
He burn, he burn, hypnotizing, hypnotizing

Hopeful wise old worm in his temple
Digging in the dirt staying simple
Married, married, to the desert, to the desert
Climbing, climbing, up a ladder, up a ladder

Purple hummingbird in the meadow
Suckling at the flow of its shadow
See the day fit your fist in, fit your fist in
It's never too late, I'd like to think so, I'd like to think so

Knife stuck in her paw someone help her
Gather sticks and straw and build it shelter
Don't you, don't you, let her die yeah, let her die yeah
Don't let, don't let, let her die yeah, let her die yeah

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Passion - Lyrics - Blazing Arrow - Blackalicious

Title: Passion
Album: Blazing Arrow
Artist: Blackalicious
Composer(s): Xavier Mosley, Rakk Taylor, Tim Parker

Lyric:
An open microphone can be dangerous
Let's tune in on two of the greatest MC's out there

Passion, the will to win, the spark within
Passion, the strength within the hearts of men
Passion, the drive to press, to strive for best, to rise
You've just arrived the quest is driven through

Passion, to play through pain and love the game
Passion, to break the chain and blaze the flame
Passion, the fight for rights to love your life, to rise
You've just arrived the quest is driven through passion

Propaganda, positive propositions
Politician, musician and a triple optician
Still part of my missions to slaughter the opposition
Critics that don't get it, I tell 'em to stop bitchin'

I do without blacks, I've done it without cash
Strictly for the love of the art, that's passion
Flashin', rappin' or jammin' or sound blastin'
When Quannum meets Expansion, this is what happens

Runnin' through the jungle with a flare gun
Arrow-arms, zonin' out my mind
Like I was hooked on heroine
Take the fire, turn it up and blaze whole forest down
Pullin from within' the inner insane warrior

California to the District of Columbia
Hella high octane, lookin' through a lazy eye
All ablaze, fire, flames, lightin' up the sky
Runnin' through the burnin' sun, yellin'
Ride nigga, ride nigga, ride

Passion, the will to win, the spark within
Passion, the strength within the hearts of men
Passion, the drive to press, to strive for best, to rise
You've just arrived, the quest is driven through

Passion, to play through pain and love the game
Passion, to break the chain and blaze the flame
Passion, the fight for rights to love your life, to rise
You've just arrived, the quest is driven through passion

Desire, the fire that inspires
I don't state facts, I state buildings, like empires
Passion, the journey, the learnin', the time-turnin'
The searchin', the mind yearnin' to wake and find mornin'

Passion, the ladies, they love the long-lastin'
Askin' for action, braced for satisfaction
Passion, the black-skinned African
Jazz-men of the half in Aspen
Relaxed, gettin' my back rubbed

I'm still here, I've seen cats get killed here
I've seen cats make a mil but millionaires still fear
You can buy airplanes but you can't buy cheers
Blackalicious, dilated, vibratin' your ears

Sent vibrations for years, I've been waitin' for years
I've been patient for years, we ain't playin' this year
We hold stake in this here, it ain't safe for this year
We in the zone watch next level, takin' it there, this is

Passion, the will to win, the spark within
Passion, the strength within the hearts of men
Passion, the drive to press, to strive for best, to rise
You've just arrived, the quest is driven through

Passion, to play through pain and love the game
Passion, to break the chain and blaze the flame
Passion, the fight for rights to love your life, to rise
You've just arrived, the quest is driven through passion

Let's listen to this recipe for Chief Xcel
The most astonishing Soul
New seeds of wisdom, craft, and skill
Check it out, y'all
Listen now, to this classic moment from
DJ's, around the world, DJ's around the world

Had a rough week, it got beat by passion
Saddled up, tweaked off a beat, started mashin'
Matador Rica, the heat from the heater
In her world, dwellin', hear the world, yellin' for a leader

I don't bother with the dealers, I take it to the lab
It's Rakaa chillin' with Babs, Xcel, gift of gab
I grab mics and fans gravitate, I can't waste it
My whole life, I wanted it so bad, I could taste it

Passion, the will to win, the spark within
Passion, the strength within the hearts of men
Passion, the drive to press, to strive for best, to rise
You've just arrived the quest is driven through

Passion, to play through pain and love the game
Passion, to break the chain and blaze the flame
Passion, the fight for rights to love your life, to rise
You've just arrived, the quest is driven through passion

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Come On - Lyrics - Dj Clue

Title: Come On
Artist: Dj Clue
Composer(s): Kenneth Ifill, J Bush, S Price, T Williams, D Yates, Ernesto Shaw, L Johnson, K Blake

Lyric:
Come on, BCC, come on, MFC, come on, BCC
Come on, yeah, aiyyo Rock, Rock, Rock
Everybody say Rock, not Lou from suburbs to PJ's
So watch ya hootchie, groupies get dudes beat up

Or heat is leave the scene and blaze to get ya fleece stuck
See me on the streets 'bra, I'll break yo' teeth up and take yo' beeper
Two piece your man and let Big Noc put him in a sleeper
Then see ya, catch me in a club on a wall

Spliff in my hand, big booty broad winin' on my balls
Surrounded my thugs, maybe two or two times ten
Plus the other nine cats, my rapper card got in, your rapper card
Yeah, my rapper card, it works in live sessions

Plus barbecues, hoes, clubs, weed spots etcetera
Buckshot, rock knots wit fists
Niggas stay high while I rock wit this
Mobb on y'all niggas like the Infamous

Too close wit the dillinger, two shots, I don't miss
I'm wiggin' out while I'm diggin' out backs
Run from the gun claps, run three laps
Perhaps, them niggas you sent to carjack

Buckshot got stopped in they tracks wit macs
Now this is what I act like when I smoke on black
Stay high wit the lazy eye, bomb wit facts
From the street Bible or the street Quran

Fake thugs ride the dick when my shit comes on
I'm a nappy little nigga, still goin' strong
You can eat a dick while I eat a thong, Clue
But still the bomb

It's the wave king, rock the two tone Wallees strip-ons
Don't wanna end up miss-on, then play your positi-on
My grimy Brooklyn niggas stay flippin ya chick
While my crew from New Jerus stay vickin' ya whips

Tek is the shit, ain't nobody spittin' like this
Deep impact steez been like a chromed out six
Wit the AMG kit, Ericson wit the chip
Y'all stockin' cap copycats, get off the dick

I keep the livin' quarter held down wit two nines
One in the bed, one in the bathroom at all times
So while I'm takin' a shit, I'm at route and plan a hit
The amount we flip depends on what we get

It's like a wall street trick, dirty money move quick
My mans wear stones, you can tip the scales wit
On they ears and wrists alone for every deaf one's bone
Look, ain't no tellin' how many gats I've thrown

Come on, yo for all my dogs gettin wild
Come on, yo yo for all the shorties on the prowl
Come on, yo yo for all the soldiers on the streets
Come on, yo yo it's yo' time to eat

Yo the set I claim is the set that bang
To the muthafuckin' end, I be doin my thing yeah
Lidu Rock, know the name in New York we G stackin'
First the bloods and the crips, now bitches is carjackin'

Like my nigga Craig and 'em say, "Fuck that shit"
Rockin' shines in the 'Ville, you better tuck that shit
Or watch yo' step baby, watch where you walk
I put a slug up in yo' mouth so that ass won't talk

For real son, now we got mad cops on the block
'Cuz we hold it down for Doc and I keep my heat cocked
Lidu Rock, what the fuck, I know y'all niggas mad at me
So if you rep for yours go 'head take a stab at me, muthafucker

You a many style copycat, Bendy Mile, stockin' cap
Fake nigga from the projects who ain't got a gat
Ruck reign supreme, aim the steam
When the gun click, your ass shit navy beans

Maybe these, niggas ain't ready for the Magnum
Force, the Holocaust, balls I just dragged them
Off lost in the sauce and of course I'm glad them
Monkey niggas don't fuck wit the Ruck, 'cuz they fags, son

The last one, to step to Sean P caught a bad one
Quincy toes tagged em after somebody stabbed 'em
Cornball niggas wit drugs thinkin they weight great
Still bummin' money for stoges and a Drakes cake

Get it straight, y'all niggas fuckin' wit some heavyweights
Boot Campion champions on point like paper mates
Demonstrate, spectacular vernacular
Smackin' ya upside the back of ya head wit a spatula

Snatchin' ya, off the street like police
Next week, they find your body washin' up on the beach
Don't speak if you ain't at norm, ain't got nuttin' to say fool
Tally on, be gone, as we rally strong

See me in Brooklyn where crooks be armed
Territorial disputes leave you in memorial suites
Callin' your troops, I shoot straight stay in ya place
We the type you love to hate 'cuz we stay in your face

Sayin' our grace before we put our hands in our plates
Carnivorous lyricist, niggas fish like fillet
My mind spray like a murderer's nine spray
The crime way, get mine three-hundred sixty-five day

DJ Clue, the professional
Part One, you know how we do it
Word up, rest in peace my nigga Donnie Brasco
My nigga B.I.G. word up and we out, till next time
For all parties Big Skane 800-570-3657, aight then

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Where U At Rock - Lyrics - Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp - Kid Rock

Title: Where U At Rock
Album: Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp
Artist: Kid Rock
Composer(s): R.J. Ritchie

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Lyric:
Huh, I grew a hurdling cattle
I got more rhymes than heroin in Seattle
You wanna battle with the rock quite frontin?
I?ll spit on your ass and then tell you that you ain?t nothin?

Grab your honey and your beer and I?ll break south
Take your money then I?ll tell ya, "Get the Hell out"
I?ll put your head out, this is my night
How ya gonna step with rock when I got the mic

I shot the Sheriff and the Deputy too
Paid off the feds now it?s all about my crew
What you hoes wanna do
One at a time or all at once I?ll still roll through your whole crew

Like a south bound trucker
Hoss and motherfuckers take shorts motherfuckers take a loss
And when you step with your anger
I?m like the robot from lost in space

I give a warning but if you don?t take it
I?ll put my arm around your neck like we?re cool then I?ll break it
It?s all real cop a feel from my steel
Here?s the deal when I say clap your hands like a seal

Or better yet give respect where it?s earned
You'll eat me up I?m like a hot pepper and you might get burned
You took a turn for the worst
Walked up in my face rode away in a hurse

Now how you gonna front on that
Kid Rock?s in the house that?s where I?m at

Where u at Rock? Where u at?
Over here in the rear with your girl in the fourties of beer
Where u at Rock, where u at?
Over there with the bad attitude 'cause I just don?t care
Where u at Rock? Where u at?
Where u at Rock? Where u at?

1 2, and you don?t stop
3 4, and you don?t quit
1 2, and you don?t stop

From the depths of Hell to God?s right hand side
I?m what?s left of the get paid, self made pride
I?ll step in stride, I?m raw as cow hide
My first LP is still sellin? that ain?t no jive

Am I the chosen one
Some people ain?t getttin? where I?m comin? from
Or where I?m goin? to stand back
Kid Rock?s in the house that?s where I?m at

Where u at Rock? Where u at?
Over here in the rear with your girl in the fourties of beer
Where u at Rock, where u at?
Over there with the bad attitude 'cause I just don?t care
Where u at Rock? Where u at?
Where u at Rock? Where u at?

Rock the house yo
Come on

And I?ll be the long haired wizard with the lazy eye
Ask the ladies and they?ll tell ya that I?m crazy fly
I?m steppin? to the mic like a soldier bro
I hate to sound like a dick but I told ya so hoe

Old crow and a soul full of desperation
I?m rockin? up on the mic with no consideration
For you?re church or you?re family
I am ragged couldn?t stand me so she banned me

I?m like a Dandy Lion Jack
You can cut me down and then I?ll pop right back
And attack from the back like a great white
I?m not down with the scrappin? but I?m down for the gun fight

Behind my back talkin? shit
But when I front your ass you wanna act like a little bitch
Keep on and you get your ass macked
Kid Rock?s in the house that?s where I?m at

Where u at Rock? Where u at?
Over here in the rear with your girl in the fourties of beer
Where u at Rock? Where u at?
Over there with the bad attitude 'cause I just don?t care
Where u at Rock? Where u at?
Over here, over here, over here

Where u at Rock? Where u at?
Over there with the bad attitude 'cause I just don?t care
Where u at Rock? Where u at?
Where u at Rock? Where u at?
Where u at Rock? Where u at?
Over here, over here, over here

Where u at Rock? Where u at?
Over there with the bad attitude 'cause I just don?t care
Where u at Rock? Where u at?

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I Don'T Mind - Lyrics - 5 Songs - Decemberists

Title: I Don'T Mind
Album: 5 Songs
Artist: Decemberists
Composer(s): Colin Meloy

Lyric:
Truly with his thorn in your side
And you don't know why
Julie dips her toe in the tide
And you don't know why

No, she don't know why
She got all dolled up for a suicide
And when the stage lights dimmed on the fading scrim
It was morning before the cheering died
Is it too late to tell you that I don't mind?

King George in imperial robe and a lazy eye
knelt down as the semaphore
Broke on his tawdry bride
But we don't know why

He got all stressed out on the motherland
With his TV sets and his fighter jets
And the royal ubiquitous handycam
Is it too late to tell you that I don't mind?

So, here's you with your mom on your back
Going into the woods
She's so proud that you're staying on track
Like a good son should

But you don't know why you got
All choked up when you said goodbye
And you can hear her still when the nights are still
All crying out for calamine
Is it too late to tell you that I don't mind?
Is it too late to tell you that I don't mind?

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New Friend - Lyrics - Everything in Time - No Doubt

Title: New Friend
Album: Everything in Time
Artist: No Doubt
Composer(s): Thomas Dumont, A Bradford, Gwen Stefani, T Kanal

Lyric:
Mind my own business
I'm on my journey
And I have enough old friends
To keep me company

To say, "Hey, what's up?"
You want to hook up
You wanna hang out with me
Kick back, relax, feel happy an' lazy

You sent to me, one time
You come to me, two times
Why me? A three times
Abracadabra, now I've got a new friend

Let me introduce you to my new friend
Whoa, I got a new friend
Let me introduce you to my new friend
Whoa, I got a new friend

Mind my own business
I'm on my journey

Eye against eye on my journey
We're happily interrupted, extremes are extremes
I'm with my brand new friend, we test the boundaries
Like a little kittie's whiskers, cautiously

Experimental expression an' downward looks
You come an' sniff around, I'm not sure what to do
Like a big explosion, magically you look at me
I think I might have found a new friend

Let me introduce you to my new friend
Whoa, I got a new friend
Let me introduce you to my new friend
Whoa, I got a new friend

Let me introduce you to my new friend
Whoa, I got a new friend
Let me introduce you to my new friend
Whoa, I got a new friend

No don't
[Incomprehensible] style
[Incomprehensible]

Mind my own business
I'm on my journey, ah, shit
Mind my own business
I'm on my journey, ah, shit

You sent to me, one time
You come to me, two times
Why me? A three times
Oh, serial monogamy, I've got a new friend

Let me introduce you to my new friend
Whoa, I got a new friend
Let me introduce you to my new friend
Whoa, I got a new friend

Let me introduce you to my new friend
Whoa, I got a new friend
Let me introduce you to my new friend
Whoa, I got a new friend

Let me introduce you to my new friend
Whoa, I got a new friend
Let me introduce you to my new friend
Whoa, I got a new friend

Mind my own business
I'm on my journey
An' I have enough old friends
To keep me company

But you say, "Hey, what's up?"
You want to hook up
You wanna hang out with me
An' to kick back, relax, feel happy an' lazy

In my head, it's only in my head
In my head, it's only in my head
In my head, it's only in my, only in my head
In my head, it's only in my head

Only in my head, only in my head
Only in my head, only in my head
In my head, it's only in my head
It's in my head, it's only in my head

In my head, it's only in my head
In my head

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Hate Ourselves - Lyrics - Attenchun! - Bone Crusher

Title: Hate Ourselves
Album: Attenchun!
Artist: Bone Crusher
Composer(s): Willie Knighton, Robert Barnett, Wayne Hardnett, Cameron Gipp, Michael O Johnson

Lyric:
Listen, let that music hit you for about 5 seconds
You know lot of thingz in life
Which the people need to get, need to get our weight up
Together the struggle starts today people
Listen, here we go, yeah

In life sometimes things ain't what they seem
Some say, they love you don?t mean a damn thing
Sometimes it makes me wonder why
This pain it hurts me deep inside

'Cuz all I wanna do is give love
But all day wowdees mean mug
So it brings out the thug in me
And all I want is my family wit me, tell 'em

To share in this love of life
For my lil' shorties to eat right
It?s the short life that we live
And there's a lot that you can give
Get up yo weight people

Tell 'em, tell 'em
Why we hate ourselves so
Please let me know
Why we hate ourselves so
Guess that?s how goes

The wars the battles the tussles the struggles
From nobody to a legend
Give in here, I command your attention
As if I was a band, you the people in the stands understand

I keep my lyrics slum and rigid
Young prospects watch, my feet don?t miss my pivot
Don?t matter my year, my gives stay consistent
I went from born to blazed, to beautiful days and beautiful ways

Laying down the truth for a bank head, respect it
I try to interject it, I say through the music and the medic
I'm dedicated to my pen and my pistol
My family and my hood I wish you nothing but good

Tell 'em, tell 'em
Why we hate ourselves so
Please let me know
Why we hate ourselves so
Guess that?s how goes

Oh, we don?t love ourselves
'Cuz we hate who we see off in the mirror
A people that don lied to us, in the quipped to 2 4 7
Show us in the good book, if we go off to heaven, reverend
We swerving in our innocence

Taking off in yo G 44 tell the truth about my ken 44
Po Po scared my up honey, and gave her a stroke
Jammed her up wit coke, strung out on soaps
Just listen a beat, ain't no love in these streets

And it?s a shame what a nigga gotta do to feed his family
Trappin', scrappin', [Incomprehensible]
I made my mistakes in the past
But I was young and dumb

Learn from the thug, learn from the bars
Learn from the ghetto, learn from the slum
I can't forget bout the struggle
I can't get by without the help from my sisters and my brothers

Tell 'em, tell 'em
Why we hate ourselves so
Please let me know
Why we hate ourselves so
Guess that?s how goes

Never say never, I'm clever
Cutter butter brother
Shut her motherfucker lips wit my clip
Take a trip, take you way up in yo whip

A legendary, underestimated, underrated
Hated by the critics, but I spit it, make' em git it
Kick it when I hit yo city
Hook me up with the best greens they serve

I took a bird in the red eye
I'm workin' till I'm dead eye
The mission never ends
I'm up for them lazy ass

Mo gon' clap dough, silly from they growth
True niggaz they know, stay together till it's over
Staring out the window of my old home
We older, I'm never sober, I'm never sober

Tell 'em, tell 'em
Why we hate ourselves so
Please let me know
Why we hate ourselves so
Guess that?s how goes

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If I Was Your Man - Lyrics - Righteous Love - Joan Osborne

Title: If I Was Your Man
Album: Righteous Love
Artist: Joan Osborne
Composer(s): Rick Chertoff, Louie Perez, Rob Hyman, Joan Osborne, Joseph Arthur

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Lyric:
Floating above you
Beyond the naked eye
Blue dreams about you
Keep playing in my mind

Oh, if I was
Oh, if I was your man
Oh, if I was
Oh, if I was your man

I'm just a satellite so lazy in the breeze
Ready to fly away, I need your gravity
When I run down the path the turns look all the same
And if I lose my way your mind will call my name

Oh, if I was
Oh, if I was your man
Oh, if I was
Oh, if I was your man

Let's go outside to a dark place
Where the kitty cat hides
Put on your fake wings
Give the moon a ride

When you're lonely for the angel inside
3:30 in the morning is too easy for you
But when it comes without a warning
What are you gonna do this time?
You gonna do this time?

Floating above you beyond the naked eye
Blue dreams about you comes rushing through my mind
Branded with thoughts of you they're tattooed on my sou
Why don't they seem to fade is what I'll never know?

Oh, if I was
Oh, if I was your man
Oh, if I was
Oh, if I was your man
Oh, if I was
Oh, if I was your man

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Lonesome Tears - Lyrics - Sea Change - Beck

Title: Lonesome Tears
Album: Sea Change
Artist: Beck
Composer(s): Beck Hansen

Lyric:
Lonesome tears, I can't cry them anymore
I can't think of what they're for oh they ruin me every time
But I'll try to leave behind some days
These tears just can't erase, I don't need them anymore

How could this love, ever turning
Never turn it's eye on me?
How could this love, ever changing
Never change the way I feel

Lazy sun, your eyes catch the light
With promises that might come true for a while
Oh I'll ride farther than I should
Harder than I could, just to meet you there

How could this love ever turning
Never turn it's eye on me?
How could this love ever changing
Never change the way I feel?

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Killin' Fields - Lyrics - Method Man

Title: Killin' Fields
Artist: Method Man
Composer(s): Derrick Harris, Clifford Smith

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Lyric:
Good news Hip-Hoppers
The big alert has been called off
It turns out that the early reports were wrong, all wrong
Now for that clan out there that had such a tough time gettin' home
Sorry 'bout that
I guess the only thing we can do is play you a song

Yeah, do that
Yes, what what what, what what what, what?
What what what, what what what
Yea yea yea
(If you don't, lay back)
Raider Ruckus
(You catch a lazy jack)
Carlton Fisk
(Yaknahmean)
Huh, one, two
(Shaolin, what?)

Shoes full of dirt, kickin' sand on your works
Something gotta hurt, catch a case off a verse
Live in concert, kids comin' out they shirts
I'm hyped now, jumpin' in the crowd feet first
Meant it when I said it, lungs bring the pain son
Without the anesthetic, make 'em look pathetic
Needin' help from paramedic, hot with the nickle
Bust back, take 'em wit' you

Survival of the fittest, and the world out to get us
I feel it in my bones, I can feel it
In my testosterone, when it's on
Stat', bring it back, hard rap for you pussy-cat
Cognac off the meat rack, where the pussy at?
Johnny, got these niggaz mad at they mommy
Jumping on my hard salami, say what you like
In the heat of the night, I crash individuals
Splash on the mic, air-tight with the lyrical

Nigga run with it, have fun with it
Load your gun with it, and be done with it

Welcome to the Killin' Field with Johnny Dangerous
Headbanger Boogie niggaz goin' through changes

It all starts with the pad and pen, my special blend
Of herbs and spices on mic divices, murder men
Make 'em mices, I recommend, somethin' that's priceless
For you rap hooligans, claimin' you nicest
Call it what you like kid, you can even call
A psychic for all I care, still ain't got a prayer
Amongst the righteous, Blazini, cheat death like Houdini
Word to bad bird that fucked nerds in bikinis

Observe, lyrical flows you being served from the gizzard
Pluckin' your nerves with nouns and verbs
From the ghettoes to the suburbs, I must be heard
Niggaz get what niggaz deserve
You can put that on my Clan logo, Wu-Tang group for solo
Bloody up my next promo
With the blood of the next bozo, clown ass niggaz be loco
Puffin' on lye, cuckoo for cocoa

Nigga run with it, have fun with it
Load your gun with it, and be done with it

Welcome to the Killin' Field with Johnny Dangerous
Headbanger Boogie niggaz goin' through changes

Yo yo, shit be hot in the kettlepot, Twisted Metal
Bust shots til' the beef settle, forget me not
City nights get a nigga hyped, scar his life
Send him back, now he Poltergeist, ghost!
Tell him, who the number one rap most, huh?
Verbal overdose leave him comatose, huh?
The nigga with the golden throat is out to get you, Hot Nickle
Bust back and take 'em wit' you, eye for eye

Never lie, crossin' my heart, hopin' you die
Somebody pat the engineer down, I think he wired
I'm off the meat rack, quick to react, my niggaz need that
They need gas, cockin' heat back, be out like Freejack
The heat's on, you think one-eight, and Johnny's blamed
Who that nigga, burn biscuit and spit flame
Leave no witness in the fast lane with shady bitches
That only want me for my riches, I know your steez

Terror Fabulous, caution, biohazardous degrees
From this ravenous, emcees be yappin'
Meth be the co-captain, on Def Jams that's closed captioned
For hearing impaired, they get a share, now what's happenin'?
Money to share, that's why we're here
And you actin' like we can't eat, like y'all eat
Now we scrappin' out in the street, I know your crew's
Hardheaded motherfuckers and I'm just like you

Nigga run with it, have fun with it
Load your gun with it, and be done with it

Welcome to the Killin' Field with Johnny Dangerous
Headbanger Boogie niggaz goin' through changes

Welcome to the Killin' Field with Johnny Dangerous
Headbanger Boogie niggaz goin' through changes

I been in the ghetto all my life
I swore to take that bitch for better or for worse
You know what I'm sayin, that's for life nigga, y'know?
'Til death do us part

Stay tuned Hip-Hoppers
Stay tuned

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I'M Only Sleeping - Lyrics - Beatles

Title: I'M Only Sleeping
Artist: Beatles
Composer(s): John Winston Lennon, Paul Mccartney

Lyric:
When I wake up early in the morning
Lift my head, I'm still yawning
When I'm in the middle of a dream
Stay in bed, float upstream

Please don't wake me
No don't shake me
Leave me where I am
I'm only sleeping

Everybody seems to think I'm lazy
I don't mind, I think they're crazy
Running everywhere at such a speed
Till they find, there's no need

Please don't spoil my day
I'm miles away
And after all
I'm only sleeping

Keeping an eye on the world going by my window
Taking my time

Lying there and staring at the ceiling
Waiting for a sleepy feeling

Please don't spoil my day
I'm miles away
And after all
I'm only sleeping

Keeping an eye on the world going by my window
Taking my time

When I wake up early in the morning
Lift my head, I'm still yawning
When I'm in the middle of a dream
Stay in bed, float upstream

Please don't wake me
No don't shake me
Leave me where I am
I'm only sleeping

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100 Years From Now - Lyrics - Huey Lewis &Amp; The News

Title: 100 Years From Now
Artist: Huey Lewis &Amp; The News
Composer(s): Huey Lewis, Marcel Thomas East, Nathan East

Lyric:
If I don't treat you like a lady
You won't hold my hand
And you don't like it when I call you baby
Don't you understand

Even though we don't see eye to eye
That's no reason to say goodbye
You gotta learn to give and take
There's so much love we can make

And even though we might be having a few doubts
Let's take the time and try to work things out
The little things we fuss and fight about
Ain't gonna matter a 100 years from now

I admit I'm a little lazy, isn't everyone
And you let things drive you crazy
Sometimes you act so young

And even though we don't realize
We'd be foolish not to compromise
'Cause what we have is all we've got
Believe it or not we've really got a lot

And even though we might be having a few doubts
Let's take the time and try to work things out
The little things we fuss and fight about
Ain't gonna matter a 100 years from now

And even though we might be having a few doubts
Let's take the time and try to work things out
The little things we fuss and fight about
Ain't gonna matter a 100 years from now

Even though we might be having a few doubts
Let's take the time and try to work things out
The little things we fuss and fight about
Ain't gonna matter a 100 years from now

Even though we might be having a few doubts
Let's take the time and try to work things out
The little things we fuss and fight about
Ain't gonna matter a 100 years from now

Even though we might be having a few doubts
Let's take the time and try to work things out
The little things we fuss and fight about
Oh, baby, 100 years from now

Even though we might be having a few doubts
Let's take the time and try to work things out
The little things we fuss and fight about
Ain't gonna matter

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