Rocket To God - Lyrics - Hall &Amp; Oates

Title: Rocket To God
Artist: Hall &Amp; Oates
Composer(s): Daryl Hall

Lyric:
I can't live without you, I can't let go, oh no, yeah
Everybody tells me, "Daryl, walk away"
So, they don't know the power we have together
Ain't no one can tell me what to believe

Oh baby, you move my soul like a rocket to God, hey, yeah
Oh honey, I wanna fly to your arms

I dream too much about you, both the good and the bad
Ooh, maybe I'm too jealous but I don't really care
Everytime you hurt me, it's a scar on my heart
Everytime you love me, it's ecstasy, my dear

Oh baby, you move my soul like a rocket to God, yeah
Oh honey, I wanna fly to your arms, ooh
Oh baby, you move my soul like a rocket to God [Incomprehensible]
Oh honey, I wanna die, die in your arms

I can feel you, baby, even though you're nowhere near
Ain't no one to save me, don't want to stop, I wanna go up

(Like a rocket)
Ooh, I wanna fly, yeah
(Like a rocket)
Oh babe, I'm outta control, outta control, outta control
(Like a rocket)
Yeah, I can't stop, girl

(Like a rocket)
Every time you love me right
It's ecstasy in it's own right
(Like a rocket)
Oh baby, I wanna fly to your arms
A rocket to God, ooh

Just can't stop, I wanna go up
I wanna rock, rock, rock, rock, rock, girl
(Like a rocket)
Ooh babe, ooh, I wanna fly to your arms
(Like a rocket)

Like a rocket, like a rocket
Like a rocket, like a rocket, like a rocket

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Like A Rocket - Lyrics - Lila Mccann

Title: Like A Rocket
Artist: Lila Mccann
Composer(s): Noah Adrian Gordon, Julie Burton, Philip Eugene O'Donnell

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Lyric:
Used to be the fastest thing in this whole town
Was a red Corvette with the top rolled down
But next to you on Blackhawk Hill
Makes that look like it standing still

I never felt like this with no one else
Yeah, when we kiss I have to brace myself

Like a rocket this love is breathtaking
Earth shaking, taking off
I can't stop it, can't get enough
Every single time I look in your eyes
Baby, my heart ignites like a rocket

Yeah, so much emotion might seem radical
Completely unpredictable
We're puttin' passion to the test
And that's the part I love the best

Even gravity can't hold us back
There's nothing but the moon
And stars in our path

Like a rocket this love is breathtaking
Earth shaking, taking off
I can't stop it, can't get enough
Every single time I look in your eyes
Baby, my heart ignites like a rocket

The kinda love we got
Is bigger than the both of us
Hold on, baby, three, two, one

Like a rocket, this love is breathtaking
Earth shaking, taking off
I can't stop it, can't get enough
Every single time I look in your eyes
Baby, my heart ignites like a rocket

Like a rocket
Like a rocket
Yeah, oh, oh yeah

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Rocket Ride - Lyrics - Ace Frehley

Title: Rocket Ride
Artist: Ace Frehley
Composer(s): A Frehley, S Delaney

Lyric:
Lady Space, she's like the way I make you feel inside
Take a rocket ride
From the start she wanted to fly
I got the rocket and you want the ride, take a rocket ride

Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride
Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride

Lady Space, you better wake up fast
The countdown is comin' on, take a rocket ride
The gravity that used to hold you down
Just don't exist no more, take a rocket ride

Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride
Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride

Now grab a hold of my rocket

Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride
Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride

Baby's on her knees, baby wants to please
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride
Baby's on her knees, baby wants to please
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride

She wants a rocket ride

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Rocket Ride - Lyrics - Alive II (Live) - Kiss

Title: Rocket Ride
Album: Alive II (Live)
Artist: Kiss
Composer(s): A Frehley, S Delaney

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Lyric:
Lady space, you like the way
I make you feel inside
Take a rocket ride
From the start you wanted to fly
I got the rocket and you want the ride
Take a rocket ride

Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride
Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride

Lady space, you better wake up fast
Countdown is comin' on
Take a rocket ride
The gravity that used to hold you down
Just don't exist no more
Take a rocket ride

Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride
Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride

Come on, grab a hold of my rocket

Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride
Baby wants it fast, baby wants a blast
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride

Baby's on her knees, baby wants to please
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride
Baby's on her knees, baby wants to please
She wants a rocket ride, she wants a rocket ride

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Curbside Prophet - Lyrics - Waiting For My Rocket To Come - Jason Mraz

Title: Curbside Prophet
Album: Waiting For My Rocket To Come
Artist: Jason Mraz
Composer(s): Billy Galewood, Jason Mraz, Christina Ruffalo

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Lyric:
I'm just a curbside prophet
With my hand in my pocket
And I'm waiting for my rocket to come
I'm just a curbside prophet
With my hand in my pocket
And I'm waiting for my rocket, yo

Y'see it started way back in NYC
When I stole my first rhyme from the M.I.C
At a west end avenue at 63
The beginning of a leap year, February, '96
With a guitar picked up in the mix
I committed to the licks like a nickel back of tricks
Well look at me now, look at me now
Look at me now, now, now, now

I'm just a curbside prophet
With my hand in my pocket
And I'm waiting for my rocket to come
I'm just a curbside prophet
With my hand in my pocket
And I'm waiting for my rocket, yo

Well you're never gonna guess
Where I've been been been
And I have no regrets
That I bet my whole checking account
Because it all amounts to nothing up in the end
Well you can only count on the road again

We'll soon be on the radio dial
And I been payin' close attention to the Willie Nelson style
Like a band of gypsies on the highway while
I'm one man pushin' on the California skyline
Drive up the coast I brag the most
'Cuz I'm pickin' up my pace and makin' time like space ghost
Raising a toast to the highway patrol with the most
Put my cruise control on coast

'Cuz I'm tourin' around the nation on extended vacation see
I got Elsa the dog who exceeds my limitation
I say, "I like your style, crazy pound pup
You need a ride?
Well come on, girl, hop in the truck!"

I'm just a curbside prophet
With my hand in my pocket
And I'm waiting for my rocket to come
I'm just a curbside prophet
With my hand in my pocket
And I'm waiting for my rocket, yo

I'm just a curbside prophet
With my hand in my pocket
And I'm waiting for my rocket to come on
I'm just a curbside prophet
With my hand in my pocket
And I'm waiting for my rocket, yo

See I'm a down home brother, redneck undercover
With my guitar here, I'm ready to play
And I'm s a sucker for a filly
Got a natural ability to give the freestyle
Look at my flexibility
Dangerous at the mike, my ghetto hat's cocked right
The ladies say, "Yo, that kid is crazy"
We got the backstage Betties taking more than they can get
They say, "What's up with M R A Z?"

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey something's different in my world today
Well they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow
Hey, hey something's different in my world today
Well they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow

I'm just a curbside prophet
Curbside prophet now
Curbside prophet now
Curbside, come on
Just curbside prophet
Waiting for my rocket to, waiting for my rocket to come
Now curbside home now brother
You're a curbside
Waiting for my rocket to

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Don'T Get Outta Pocket - Lyrics - Westside Connection

Title: Don'T Get Outta Pocket
Artist: Westside Connection
Composer(s): Treyvon Green, Dedrick Rolison, William Calhoun, Kelly Garmon, O'Shea Jackson

Lyric:
Westside
We live in la la, we smokin' la la
Fuck wit dada, boo, go bye bye
Nigga, ha ha
We live in la la, we smokin' la la
Fuck wit dada, boo, go bye bye
Nigga, ha ha

Get outta pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass
Pull out a rocket, we might just take yo' cash
An' when I cock it, we might step out an' blast
But we ain't gon' let that bullshit pass

I used to be a young phenom like Lebron
Now I'm doin' shit beyond Genghis Khan
Peon, you can't pass on Deon
The best rapper in the world ain't a European

Look, respect my gangsta, nigga, obey
An' I been rich since my first pro day, ask O' Shea
West ridin' is my forte
An' will the hustle ever stop? Nigga, no way

No, niggaz can't fuck wit Dub SC
Gang related an' leavin' 'em leakin' like STDs
C-Walkin' out of the SC, lettin' the tech breathe
Until I rest in peace, Dub gon' rep these streets

K Mac is the one, nigga, fuck Neo
No love, hit 'em up with the dub wherever we go
My game's so cold, the hoes call me Sub Zero
Oh, you know that nigga pimpin', Ken? That's my hero

Get outta pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass
Pull out a rocket, we might just take yo' cash
An' when I cock it, we might step out an' blast
But we ain't gon' let that bullshit pass

Get outta pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass
Pull out a rocket, we might just take yo' cash
An' when I cock it, we might step out an' blast
But we ain't gon' let that bullshit pass

It's catastrophic when I drop it
Atomic, demonic an' off that chronic
It's ironic how I flip them phonics
So fucked up, the product of 'Reaganomics'

I heard the price of yola went up
My gun buddy had a drop, so the pistola went up
The heater hot, nigga, burn ya skin up
The fo' fifth hold a dime an' I shoot all ten up

I'm about guns, fuck roses, I reeze over parole
Some man captured some folks the locstas never foes
Bacon soda aromas niggaz swingin' chrome motors
Dickey bombin', photo shootin' out of stolen automotives

I got diamonds on fingers an' watch on arms
Stay out a nigga way an' you won't be harmed
If I catch a bitch, I'll see for sure she'll be charmed
When I'm rollin' through the hood, a nigga heavily armed

Get outta pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass
Pull out a rocket, we might just take yo' cash
An' when I cock it, we might step out an' blast
But we ain't gon' let that bullshit pass

Get outta pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass
Pull out a rocket, we might just take yo' cash
An' when I cock it, we might step out an' blast
But we ain't gon' let that bullshit pass

Shit, my life is like a rap show
I'm out the back door, so beware of the strap, bro
'Cause that's how my blast go
Ice Cube is a asshole just like Castro

Nigga, I spit flames, leave permanent scars
Connect gang bang an' we G's about ours
An' ain't shit changed, still stripes an' stars
An' I'm done already, ain't got but 4 bars

Holdin' it down, down, down, stoned down, bustin' rounds
I'm Dub, ghetto rich nigga since bow down
Squad down, sendin' flicks to my niggaz locked down
Doin' dolas in streets wit the ragtop down

Yo, write a book 'bout a nigga like me
I got loot like an athlete, just signed wit Nike
You lose ya life if ya ever get sheisty
Could Mac ever run out of snaps? Not likely

Get outta pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass
Pull out a rocket, we might just take yo' cash
An' when I cock it, we might step out an' blast
But we ain't gon' let that bullshit pass

Get outta pocket, we might just whoop yo' ass
Pull out a rocket, we might just take yo' cash
An' when I cock it, we might step out an' blast
But we ain't gon' let that bullshit pass

I pledge allegiance to the rag of the United Westside Connect Gang
An' to the W for which it stands
One neighborhood, under God
Invincible with luxuries an' riches for all

With luxuries an' riches for all
With luxuries an' riches for all
Just don't get outta pocket
Westside

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Aish Tamid - Lyrics - Live at Stubb's: Austin, TX 2/19/05 [LIVE] - Matisyahu

Title: Aish Tamid
Album: Live at Stubb's: Austin, TX 2/19/05 [LIVE]
Artist: Matisyahu
Composer(s): Matthew Miller, Josh Werner

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Lyric:
The place lays phased like a warrior slayed
Engraved into the space with his sword still raised
Layers of charcoal sprayed through hallways
Praise relays off the walls echoin' always

Dirt covered earth lays beneath my rib cage
Givin' birth to overgrowth invadin' on to path ways
Burnt out trees cover streets where children once played
Sown seeds decay through sacred steppin' stones in disarray

Where the alter used to be placed
Interchanged for bloodstains
Sunrays illuminate smoke filled haze
Trace of incense, scents of sacrifice stayed

Aish Tamid eternally, fire burns continuously
Wondering where you've been, won't you come on home to me?
Aish Tamid eternally, a fire burns continuously
Wondering where you've been, won't you, won't you come to me?

Flashback, patches of grass growin' wild in fact
Cracked walls burnt black like a kingdom sacked
Memories like artifacts attacked yet still intact
Melodies wrapped in glass shatter with the impact

Air interminglin', ringin' with the singin'
Of songs once sung, flung, hung into the rafters
Catastrophe struck, the sound stuck, disaster plastered
The aftermath a blasted buildin' still standin'

Like a starved man fasting the skies expandin'
Clouds passin', dust particles dancin' in broken bars of light
Streamin' from a shaft slashed into the ceilin'
Shh, you could feel the ground breathin'

Aish Tamid eternally, fire burns continuously
Wondering where you've been, won't you come on home to me?
Aish Tamid eternally, a fire burns continuously
Wondering where you've been, won't you, won't you come to me?

Daughter of Zion is lyin' cryin' in the mist
Mornin' light slips in siftin' through the darkness
Like a mornin' wife reminisce
Having visions of her long gone prince

Memory drips, rain drops tip
Towin' emptiness
Intermixed with tears
Like fears left unfixed

Walls worn thin, frozen fortress
Like dawn waitin' for a day that got skipped
Like a life gone wrong wanderin' wilderness
Lovesick stripped abyss [Incomprehensible] once luscious

Aish Tamid eternally, fire burns continuously
Wondering where you've been, won't you come on home to me?
Aish Tamid eternally, a fire burns continuously
Wondering where you've been, won't you, won't you come to me?

Paint the scene, so you can see city pickin' up speed
On a bench 14th street, taxis streamin' yellow streaks
Spears piercing through my ears, you could hear the traffic speak
Jack hammers drill smackin' through the sizzling concrete

Windowsills spilling tangled telephone wires
Signs sparking neon lights flashin' like wildfire
My insides rise, I start to feel paralyzed
Let out a sigh, a melody blew by like an ancient war cry

Sunlight hit the trees, it really caught my eye
Glistenin', listenin' to the breeze
Dancin' through the trees, freeze
The city goes in slow motion like a dream

I'm left empty like a temple turned into a fox den
Bus fumes drippin', spittin' into city summer sun
Siftin' through the ash
Dimly lit vision listenin'

To the hiss liftin' off a nighttime ocean
Shim, shim, shimmerin', singein' hair on my skin
Whispering where ya been?
Glim, glim, glimmerin'

From amidst the darkness set sail with the softness
Breeze travelin' across the seas arisen from within Mt. Zion
Wind comin' in, pickin' up momentum
Cuttin' crisply through the darkness ridin' on a rhythm

A rollercoaster sizzlin'
Twistin' down the mountain
Rippin' rocket ship explodin' like a fountain
Overflowin', spillin' through the courtyard of Jerusalem

Uncoverin' debris, liftin' up the fallen arisen within'
To reach the yiddin
Even in Manhattan, exposed Menorah
Glowin' in the shadows of destruction

Trailblazin' through affliction
Brushin' off the branches
Golden standin' strong, flames dancin'
Like a lion roarin', risin' out of nothin'

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Palisades Park - Lyrics - Beach Boys

Title: Palisades Park
Artist: Beach Boys
Composer(s): C H Barris

Lyric:
Last night I took a walk in the dark
To a place called Palisades Park
To have some fun, to see what I could see
That's where the girls are

I took a ride on the shoopty shoop
The girl I sat with almost, almost puked
And when it stopped
She was holding hands with me

My arms were flying up like a rocket ship
Down like a roller coaster
Fast like a loopty loop
Then around like a merry-go-round

We even ate at a hot dog stand
Slam danced to a rockin' band
And when she winked, I gave that girl a hug
In the tunnel of love

You'll never know how good it just can feel
'Til it stops at the top of the Ferris Wheel
I fell in love, down at Palisades Park

Last night I took a walk in the dark
To a place called Palisades Park
To have some fun, to see what I could see
That's where the girls are

I took a ride on the shoopty shoop
The girl I sat with almost, almost puked
And when it stopped
She was holding hands with me

My arms were flying up like a rocket ship
Down like a roller coaster
Fast like a loopty loop
Then around like a merry-go-round

We even ate at a hot dog stand
We danced around to a rockin' band
And when she winked, I gave that girl a hug
In the tunnel of love

You'll never know how good it just can feel
'Til it stops at the top of the Ferris wheel
Oh, I fell in love, down at Palisades Park

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Down at Palisades Park
Yeah, yeah, yeah
When at Palisades Park

Down at Palisades Park
Palisades Park
I'm at the Palisades Park
Palisades Park

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All For One - Lyrics - Brand Nubian

Title: All For One
Artist: Brand Nubian
Composer(s): D Murphy, M Dixon, L Dechalus

Lyric:
One for all
Is all for one

I hit a beat and swing a note as if my name was David Ruffin
Quick to toast an MC just like an English muffin
Don't worry about a thing 'cause the Puba's never bluffin'
I gets headaches from the wack so then I take a bufferin' and I max
I wait until the opportune time and then I tax but should I max?

Now they say sinning is for sinners so I guess I'm not a sinner
Beginnings is for beginners so I guess I'm no beginner
This is how I spark it, with money in my pocket
When it comes to having pressure I gets hard as a rocket

MC Grand Pu, coming through all the residue
The songs remain classics, dating back to the Babaloo
My boys I call 'em hot, the phones all of them jock
And I can think of many episodes I swung in Lincoln Park

No I'm not a phony and I got a tenderoni
Love the way she is not too fat, not too bony
Don't drink Sanka, won't sink like a tanker
Knock the boots of a skirt in Casablanca and I thank her

Some rappers stink, like Englebert Humperdink
Better yet Dick Caveat, I got a bad habit
Similar to the girl, from she's gotta have it
I think with the brain and I wish behind the zipper

I'm living kinda good similar to Jack Tripper
A landlord named Roper did a show at the Copa
When I finish with this, I'll be paid like Oprah
So, honey wants to act fly

I'll just play like Guy and I'm
Sayin' bye bye, bumb bitch
Stick out your thumb and hitch
'Cause you've been cut off like a light switch

See I'm programmed to slam with the summer, spring, and fall
Before I do a show I get some kicks out the mall
Then I get my gear and I give Trev a call
'Cause he works in the barbershop, right behind the mall

Other rappers tried to rob me but you know they got did
To put it blunt, honey I shrunk the kids
So hookers back off break North here comes the regulator
'Cause you doesn't find none greater

One for all
Is all for one
One for all
Is all for one

On file is a style that's why you caught a clip
My suitcases is packed and I'm going on a trip to Mic-a-delphia
I go for self and still be slamming
The school bell is ringing and I caught somebody cramming

For the test, oh yes, my study guide was thick
I cut you with my verbal didn't hurt you just a nick
Off your face don't play possum watch me and I'll blossom like a rose
And get some new clothes and a fresh fade from Rob

Jump on the phone and dial the Now Rule Mob
Now come one, come all, we about to get hectic
If my crew don't get in, then the X makes an exit
To the rear, I'm outta here, don't front on my brothers

I take care of them before I take care of others
Now wood bats is doomed in the nineties it's aluminum
Step to the stage with a mic and I'm doing him something awful
I'm a citizen and I'm lawful

I go to hunt in the fall, rip the policemen's ball
I got the power to make a car stall
I guess I'm great, from blackness, and when the crowd slackens
I stop drinking, and then I start thinking

About days in the past when Derek X was last
But now I'm on the top damn news travels fast
'Cause I'm like that! They can't see this
Read my book, it contains many pieces of verses

I took the time to delete all the curses
So moms reach deep in your purses
And buy me take me home and try me and do me well

One for all
All is all for one
One for all
All is all for one

Well, while I reign rhymes pour
You suck it up like a straw and jump on the dance floor
'Cause every time I step in a jam
I make like a door and slam

But then girls try to turn my knob cause I'm a heartthrob
I guess it's just a hazard that comes with the job
'Cause every time I rock a rhyme that shows Jammer's intellectual
Girls want to get sexual

Well, I guess I have to cope with being so dope
You want to be me, but can't see me with a telescope
You seek and search but still you can't find
You're weak and it hurts to be deaf dumb and blind

A supreme mind, will take you out of your paralysis
I grip the mic so tight I get callouses
And your analysis, is that the Lord
Rips rhymes into shape with a mic cord

I do it good 'cause I'm a positive black man
Eating up suckers as if I was Pac Man
Not a Dapper Dan fan I stay casual
To rock like the J it comes gradual

You got to know the ledge of wise and dumb
And understand your culture of freedom
Power equally with the Gods
So you can build and form your cipher

All your life you must teach truth
Of the true and living God, not a mystery spook
And when you do that, pursue that goal
Which made the student enroll, and only then you'll prosper

One for all
Is what is all for one
One for all
Is what is all for one

Is what is all for one
Is is all for one
Is what is all for one
Is what is all for one

One for all

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If I Had Your Name - Lyrics - Waking Up Laughing - Martina Mcbride

Title: If I Had Your Name
Album: Waking Up Laughing
Artist: Martina Mcbride
Composer(s): Hillary Lindsey, Steve Mcewan, Gordie Sampson

Lyric:
If I was a raindrop I would be fallin'
I would be fallin' by now
If I was a rocket I would be flyin'
I would be flyin' by now
If I was a wise man I would be doin'
What I should be doin' by now

'Cause you're like a new key made with the wrong cut
Stuck, tryin' to break into my home
You're like a bottle sent with a message
But you're sinkin' like a stone
If I had your name
I'd be changin' it right now

If I was a blanket I would be foldin'
I would be foldin' by now
If I was a fast train I would be speedin'
Smokin' and steamin' with a hell of a sound
If I was a gambler I'd go for the quick win
I'd cash all my chips in and get outta town

'Cause you're like a new key made with the wrong cut
Stuck, tryin' to break into my home
You're like a bottle sent with a message
But you're sinkin' like a stone
If I had your name
I'd be changin' it right now

'Cause you're like a new key made with the wrong cut
Stuck, tryin' to break into my home
You're like a bottle sent with a message
But you're sinkin' like a stone
If I had your name
I'd be changin' it right now
Oh, yeah, changin' it right now, yeah, yeah

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Take A Hit - Lyrics - Mack 10

Title: Take A Hit
Artist: Mack 10
Composer(s): O'Shea Jackson, Dedrick Rollison

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Lyric:
I'm gonna get you high today

Relax facin', facin' mind-bogglin' hallucinations
Easy does it till the skull get your lungs full
Take a deep [Incomprehensible], sit back 'cause Mack
Got that bu-yow shit that get'cha higher than wick-wack

Is hard as stone alone, it's always on
Never home-grown totin' 'cause the streets made me potent
Down since '84 now live for '95
Got it swingin' while some niggas bangin', I'm dope slangin'

For my everyday expenses, know the consequences
The bigger the sack, the bigger the sentence
No time for repentance, put it down, count the stripes
That I tally, runnin' backstreet's and alleys through Inglewood, Cali

So back the fuck up, don't act the fuck up
Never slip from the hit, triple-six in the clip when I trip
So busters beware, never dare to have qualms
With that nigga Mack 10 full of ghetto ass bombs
Take a hit

Can you feel it nigga? Nothin' can save ya
Roll ya papers and take a heel on my shit
Can you feel it nigga? Nothin' can save ya
Roll ya papers and take a heel on my shit

Get'cha high like a rocket, loot in my pocket
Mean like the green, bomb like the chocolate
Thai, I Mack 1-0, gun ho
Dirty ass Lynch Mob crew, new voodoo

Cast a killer, cap peeler, hang with gorillas
Tragic when you catch it, runnin' from my magic
New Jackin' got it crackin' like Nino's
Stackin' like casinos, bomb like the primos

Make your crack dough black, attack like karate
Always beamed up like Scotty, I control your body
Leave ya numb, red rum, slug like a Dodger
Nothin' bomber than this West side ghetto ganga

Hundred proof pure dopeness and it seems
Heavy as a Chevy, too much for a triple beam
Fiend for the microphone, one pop ya drop
And it don't stop, I can't stop Mack 10 and it won't stop

So take a hit
(I'm gonna get you high today)
Shit, Mac 10
(But I'm gonna get you high today)
Shit

Can you feel it nigga? Nothin' can save ya
Roll ya papers and take a heel on my shit
Can you feel it nigga? Nothin' can save ya
Roll ya papers and take a heel on my shit

Got that one-hitter quitter shit so take a whiff
Need a torch to light my spliff, work the late night shift
Get my drift? Had it sewed up ever since I showed up
Cookin' up boulders, got a crew fulla soldiers

Claimin' B's, claimin' C's, everybody Gs
Went from laces to Deez, from mo' C's to Ki's
What you need guaranteed to whip and leave ya trippin'
Like your sane, I sippin', funky germ dippin'

Make you tweak, lose sleep, I creep like a phantom
Ran 'em then I win 'em, all up in 'em like venom
Got the lotions, slow motion, hit the magic potion
Don't panic, satanic, devotions, convulsions

Wipe your whole crew out, niggas get blew out
Hides behind a stockin' while the bomb's tick-tockin'
Keep rockin' and it don't quit, it's Mack 10 the shit
So press your luck but'cha know you can't fuck wit it
Take a hit

Can you feel it nigga? Nothin' can save ya
Roll ya papers and take a heel on my shit
Can you feel it nigga? Nothin' can save ya
Roll ya papers and take a heel on my shit

Can you feel it nigga? Nothin' can save ya
Roll ya papers and take a heel on my shit
Can you feel it nigga? Nothin' can save ya
Roll ya papers and take a heel on my shit

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Rocket 88 - Lyrics - Warrior Soul

Title: Rocket 88
Artist: Warrior Soul
Composer(s): Riccon Clarke Evans Mcclanaha

Lyric:
My power got the cut off
I can't afford a phone
But you know that I'm electric
When I go out alone

You're comin' on like nitrous
You're loaded to the bone
You're looking like a princess
And now I'm sliding home

My eyeballs are burnin'
I got a head rash
Once I blast off you know
I'm burnin' all my gas

'Cause I'm a rocket rocket 88
'Cause I'm a rocket rocket 88

Livin' in the city
The city is my home
Ya know I dig the chickens
Ya know I like to bone

'Cause I'm a rocket rocket 88
'Cause I'm a rocket rocket 88

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Intense - Lyrics - Alishas Attic

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

Lyric:
Intense

Put your socks on and pull 'em up
We got a long ride and a velvet chair to sit on
E-mail junkies press your buttons now
The rocket fuel will last us till we push the boat out

And everybody wants to know
Is what we're given what we get
I guess the answer is we don't know yet

Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)

Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)

I just got to tell you
Yell it to ya girls and boys
We're gettin' hotter
You feel it too? Gotcha

Intense

Put your smile on and keep it sweet
You got your ammunition on your back but you can't use it
Are you a good soul or a bad egg?
And is our future wounded by philosophies our daddy had?

And everybody wants to see
What the mirror cannot see
Or is it something that we just can't see yet?

Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)

Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)

I just got to tell you
Yell it to ya girls and boys
We're gettin' hotter, gotcha

Intense

Days go by and by
Like your blood is running through you
(Sometimes we sit and watch the world cry)
Sunny starts the day and rain it ends
But still they pass us by
Like stress has got its hold on you
You never sit back realize you're so

Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)

Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)

I just got to tell you
Yell it to ya
We're gettin' hotter, gotcha

Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)

Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)

Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)

Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)

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Throw It Away - Lyrics - Innocent Eyes - Delta Goodrem

Title: Throw It Away
Album: Innocent Eyes
Artist: Delta Goodrem
Composer(s): Eliot John Kennedy, Gary Barlow, Denni

Lyric:
Fly by, Frankie thinks he's superman
Like a child at the wheel of a rocket
He comes 'round here with a license to love
And I don't know where he got it
I trusted you offered everything
But I'm not sure you deserve it

You tell me that I'm lucky
But I feel like giving up
'Cause a heart like mine's wasted on you
If you don't know what you've got

You throw it away, throw it away
All the heart and the soul I've been givin'
You throw it away, throw it away
Like it's no big deal you'll be missin'
You throw it away, throw it away
Run it underground, ooh

Fly by, Frankie's got it in his head
That he's somethin', I know that he's not
He's like a blind bull in a china shop
When it comes to affairs of the heart

You wouldn't know what love is
If it hit you like a rock
And a girl like me is lost on you
If you don't see what you've got

You throw it away, throw it away
All the heart and the soul I've been givin'
You throw it away, throw it away
Like it's no big deal you'll be missin'
You throw it away, throw it away
Run it underground, ooh

Every breath in the park, every dance in the dark
Every promise you make, you go and throw it away
Every smile in the rain, you know, it's always the same
You go and do it again, you go and throw it away

You wouldn't know what love is
If it hit you like a rock
And a girl like me is lost on you
If you don't know what you've got

You throw it away, throw it away
All the heart and the soul I've been givin'
You throw it away, throw it away
Like it's no big deal you'll be missin'
You throw it away, throw it away
Run it underground, ooh

(You throw it away, throw it away)
Fly by, Frankie thinks he's superman
Like a child at the wheel of a rocket
(You throw it away, throw it away)
He comes 'round here with a license to love
But I don't know where he got it

(You throw it away, throw it away)
I don't know where he got it
(Run it underground, ooh)
I don't know where he got it
I don't know where he got it

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Summer Song - Lyrics - All The Time In The World - Jump5

Title: Summer Song
Album: All The Time In The World
Artist: Jump5
Composer(s): Earl Klugh

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Lyric:
It's a cool break, you know I can't wait
Everyday's like a Sunday and we're hearing the radio playing
Take the long way
Under the sun to our cool summer song

Sun is rising and the day is here
We'll celebrate so don't be late, the time is near
Grab your friends and like a rocket we're there
To where the party charges up every year

Where we laugh forever
Taste the perfect weather, everyone together
Pack your bags for the memories we make
So let's jet out today

It's a cool break, you know I can't wait
Everyday's like a Sunday and we're hearing the radio playing
Take the long way
Under the sun to our cool summer song

Cruising underneath a cloudless sky
When we feel the sand, we know we've arrived
Everyday and every wave's a sweet ride
We will take out time until the tide says goodbye

We will all remember
These days are just like heaven in our minds we fly there
Pack your bags for the memories we make
So let's jet out today

It's a cool break, you know I can't wait
Everyday's like a Sunday and we're hearing the radio playing
Take the long way
Under the sun to our cool summer song

Cool summer song
Good times we love
Like heaven forever
The purest perfection

It's a cool break, you know I can't wait
It's a cool break, we're hearing the radio playing
It's a cool break, I can't wait
Take the long way to our cool summer song

It's a cool break, you know I can't wait
Everyday's like a Sunday and we're hearing the radio playing
Take the long way
Under the sun to our cool summer song

It's a cool break, you know I can't wait
Everyday's like a Sunday and we're hearing the radio playing
Take the long way
Under the sun to our cool summer song

It's a cool break, it's a cool break

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I Like That - Lyrics - Houston

Title: I Like That
Artist: Houston
Composer(s): Mischke Butler, Alonzo Lee, Steve Prudholme, Houston Summers, Howard Bailey, Nathaniel Hale, Shamar Daugherty, Bobby Sandimanie

Lyric:
Houston, bounce
Yeah, I like that
Chingaling, bounce
Nate Dogg, I 20
Trackstars
Yeah, I like that

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, twirk that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl freak that back

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
That's where the money at, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, freak that back

Houston, bust straight through, I see me, I see you
Your body's callin', I'ma blow yo back out
I'll show you put ya hands up
Shake it fast on me, I'm tha pimp you need
10 G's in tha pocket and I'm ready to roll
I'm on fire like a rocket and I'm ready to blow

Don't stop, get ready drop
Turn around and make it pop
Ahh, don't stop, girl just drop

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, twirk that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl freak that back

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
That's where the money at, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, freak that back

The soldiers widin' out got me back against tha wall
Girl, I like it, I like that
While you feelin' me grindin' in between on fighting temptation
Comin' over me, I can feel the vibration
Gettin' off on me, whoa, ooh, whoa, ohh

Don't stop, get ready drop
Turn around and make it pop
Ahh, just drop

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, twirk that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl freak that back

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
That's where the money at, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, freak that back

Yeah, yeah, yeah, drop
Then let me see ya bring it back up top
She hot like a boilin' pot on tha stove like whoa here we go
Yeah, I got me a reason and a plot tonight
And I'm leavin' wit somethin' hot tonight
She gett'n got tonight, aight

Stop, you thought I lost ya
This 12 inches it'll cost ya
What I say ya gett'n tossed up
24's on tha whip I stay floss up
She wanna hang wit tha stars
So I showed her my bracelet
I'm gettin' y'all chicks and rubbin' it in ya faces

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Jackpot give it back shouts n' broads
Look at ass drop forward back clap 'n pause
We sweep all the broads and they all for choosin'
Then holla at ya nigga, is that problem Houston?

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, twirk that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl freak that back

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
That's where the money at, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, freak that back

Whoa, turn me all over ya body
Big Nate Dogg can jump start a party
We ain't gonna hurt nobody
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that
Whoa, turn me all over ya body
Big Nate Dogg can jump start a party
We ain't gonna hurt nobody
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, oh, no
I like that, I like that
Girl, twirk that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl freak that back

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
That's where the money at, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, freak that back
Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Turn around from tha back and, uh, I like that
Let me see it from tha front and, uh, I like that
Yeah, you know how we do
Turn around let me see it from tha back

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Monkey In The Middle - Lyrics - Rodney Atkins

Title: Monkey In The Middle
Artist: Rodney Atkins
Composer(s): Rodney Atkins, Brian Gowan, Owen Hewitt

Lyric:
I get up like a rocket in a hurricane
Then it's off to work like a runaway train
Drivin' them nails, draggin' my tail
It don't take much to follow my trail, follow my trail
Back and forth in a game of pickle
I ain't nothing but the monkey in the middle

Walking that sideshow tight rope, making ends meet
That organ grinder be in a bind without me
In that circus they work us like a bunch of borrowed mules
But every time that music plays, I know what to do

Every Friday night at the honky tonk
Me and my baby make that dive jump
When our buckles bump, I tell you what
That girl is packing some powerful stuff, powerful stuff
And when we get home she plays me like a fiddle
Makin' sweet music with the monkey in the middle

Walking that sideshow tightrope, making ends meet
That organ grinder be in a bind without me
In that circus they work us like a bunch of borrowed mules
But every time that music plays, sugar, I know what to do

And then I get up like a rocket in a hurricane
Then it's off to work like a runaway train
Drivin' them nails, draggin' my tail
It don't take much to follow my trail, follow my trail
Back and forth in a game of pickle
I ain't nothing but the monkey in the middle

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20 &Amp; Nate Dogg - I Like That - Lyrics - Houston &Amp; Chingy &Amp; I

Title: 20 &Amp; Nate Dogg - I Like That
Artist: Houston &Amp; Chingy &Amp; I
Composer(s): Mischke Butler, Alonzo Lee, Steve Prudholme, Houston Summers, Howard Bailey, Nathaniel Hale, Shamar Daugherty, Bobby Sandimanie

Lyric:
Houston, bounce
Yeah, I like that
Chingaling, bounce
Nate Dogg, I 20
Trackstars
Yeah, I like that

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, twirk that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl freak that back

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
That's where the money at, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, freak that back

Houston, bust straight through, I see me, I see you
Your body's callin', I'ma blow yo back out
I'll show you put ya hands up
Shake it fast on me, I'm tha pimp you need
10 G's in tha pocket and I'm ready to roll
I'm on fire like a rocket and I'm ready to blow

Don't stop, get ready drop
Turn around and make it pop
Ahh, don't stop, girl just drop

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, twirk that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl freak that back

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
That's where the money at, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, freak that back

The soldiers widin' out got me back against tha wall
Girl, I like it, I like that
While you feelin' me grindin' in between on fighting temptation
Comin' over me, I can feel the vibration
Gettin' off on me, whoa, ooh, whoa, ohh

Don't stop, get ready drop
Turn around and make it pop
Ahh, just drop

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, twirk that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl freak that back

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
That's where the money at, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, freak that back

Yeah, yeah, yeah, drop
Then let me see ya bring it back up top
She hot like a boilin' pot on tha stove like whoa here we go
Yeah, I got me a reason and a plot tonight
And I'm leavin' wit somethin' hot tonight
She gett'n got tonight, aight

Stop, you thought I lost ya
This 12 inches it'll cost ya
What I say ya gett'n tossed up
24's on tha whip I stay floss up
She wanna hang wit tha stars
So I showed her my bracelet
I'm gettin' y'all chicks and rubbin' it in ya faces

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Jackpot give it back shouts n' broads
Look at ass drop forward back clap 'n pause
We sweep all the broads and they all for choosin'
Then holla at ya nigga, is that problem Houston?

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, twirk that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl freak that back

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
That's where the money at, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, freak that back

Whoa, turn me all over ya body
Big Nate Dogg can jump start a party
We ain't gonna hurt nobody
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that
Whoa, turn me all over ya body
Big Nate Dogg can jump start a party
We ain't gonna hurt nobody
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, oh, no
I like that, I like that
Girl, twirk that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl freak that back

Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
That's where the money at, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, freak that back
Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh
Whoa, ooh, whoa

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Turn around from tha back and, uh, I like that
Let me see it from tha front and, uh, I like that
Yeah, you know how we do
Turn around let me see it from tha back

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I Like It Like That - Lyrics - Marques Houston

Title: I Like It Like That
Artist: Marques Houston
Composer(s): Cory Bold, Marques Houston, D Newton, L Stephens, Christopher Stokes

Lyric:
Houston
(Bounce)
Yeah, I like that, chingaling
(Bounce)
Nate Dogg, I-20
Trackstars like that
Yeah, I like that, I like that

Whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, twirk that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
(Whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa)

Girl, freak that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
That's where the money at, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, freak that back

Houston bust straight through
I see me, I see you
Your body's callin'
I'ma blow yo back

I'll show you, put ya hands up
Shake it fast on me
I'm that nigga you need
Ten G's in tha pocket and I'm ready to roll
I'm on fire like a rocket and I'm ready to blow

Don't stop get ready drop
Turn around and make it pop
(Pop)
Ahh
(Don't stop girl)
Just drop
(Drop)

Whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, twirk that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
(Whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa)

Girl, freak that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
That's where the money at, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, freak that back

Some of tha niggas widin' out
Got me back against tha wall
Girl, I like it
(I like that)

While you feelin' me burnin'
In between on fighting temptation
Comin' over me
(Comin' over me)

I can feel the vibration
(Feel the vibration)
Gettin' off on me
(Whoa ooh, whoa ohh)

Don't stop get ready drop
Turn around and make it pop
(Pop)
Ahh, just drop
(Drop)

Whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, twirk that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
(Whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa)

Girl, freak that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
That's where the money at, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl, freak that back

Yeah yeah yeah
Drop, then let me see ya bring it back up top
She hot like a boiling pot
On tha stove like whoa here we go
(Here we go)

I got me a piece of ya block tonight
And I'm leaving wit somethin' hot tonight
She isn't got tonight

Stop, you thought I lost ya
This 12 inches it'll cost ya
What I say ya get toss ya
24's on tha whip I stay floss ya
She wanna hang wit tha stars
So I showed her my bracelet
[Unverified] replace it

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, jackpot give it back [Unverified] broads
Look at ass drop forward back clap n pause
We sweep all the broads and they off of choosin'
Then holla at ya nigga, is that problem Houston?

Whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl twirk that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
(Whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa ooh whoa)

Girl freak that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
That's where the money at, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl freak that back

(Whoa)
We all over ya body
Big Nate Dogg can jump start a party
We ain't gonna hurt nobody
Gimme that gimme that gimme that
(Whoa)

We all over ya body
Big Nate Dogg can jump start a party
We ain't gonna hurt nobody
Gimme that gimme that gimme that

Whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl twirk that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
(Whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa)

Girl freak that back, whoa
I like that, I like that
That's where the money at, whoa
I like that, I like that
Girl freak that back

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Turn around from tha back and um, I like that
Let me see it from tha front and uh, I like that
Yeah, you know how we do
Turn around, come here
Let me see ya from the back

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