Living Wreck - Lyrics - Deep Purple In Rock - Deep Purple

Title: Living Wreck
Album: Deep Purple In Rock
Artist: Deep Purple
Composer(s): Ritchie Blackmore, Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord, Ian Paice

Lyric:
You came along for a weekend
But you only stayed for one night
You took off your hair, you pulled out your teeth
Yeah, I almost died of fright

You'd better do something
For your own sake
Yeah, it's a shame
Ah, you know you're a living wreck

You said you were a virgin
Full of promise and mystery, yeah
But I knew that you would bring me down
'Cause everyone calls you Big G

You'd better do something
For your own sake
Yeah, it's a shame
Ah, you know you're a living wreck

You said you're gonna love me
You said you're gonna set me free
But I knew that you would bring me down
And, and cause me misery, yeah

You'd better do something
For your own sake
Yeah, it's a shame
Ah, you know you're a living wreck

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Wrecking Ball - Lyrics - Living Hard - Gary Allan

Title: Wrecking Ball
Album: Living Hard
Artist: Gary Allan
Composer(s): Audley Freed, Keith Gattis

Lyric:
I should?ve known when I caught the glance
That girl just wasn?t no count
I should?ve run but she started to dance
That?s when the money ran out

Well, she?s a heartbreaker, I?m a mess
She?s a tornado, I?m a trailer house
That girl?s a hurricane in a dress

And she blows into town, loves me up and down
Just to watch me fall
She picks me up and then knocks me down again
I?ma wreck y'all, she?s a wrecking ball

She makes it easy to go down hard
She got me all tore up
I?m just a sucker with a stupid heart
Who can?t get enough

Well, she?s a heartbreaker, hell on wheels
She?s a bulldozer, I?m just in the way of a steamroller in heels

And she blows into town, loves me up and down
Just to watch me fall
She picks me up and then knocks me down again
I?ma wreck y'all, she?s a wrecking ball

Oh, she?s a heartbreaker, I?m a mess

And she blows into town, loves me up and down
Just to watch me fall
She picks me up and then knocks me down again
I?ma wreck y'all, she?s a wrecking ball

She blows into town, loves me up and down
Just to watch me fall
She picks me up and then knocks me down again
I?ma wreck y'all, she?s a wrecking ball

I?ma wreck y?all
Better watch out for that wrecking ball
Whoa, I?m a mess
She?s a wrecking ball

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Demolition Man - Lyrics - Euphoria - Def Leppard

Title: Demolition Man
Album: Euphoria
Artist: Def Leppard
Composer(s): Vivian Campbell, Philip Collen, Joseph Elliott

Lyric:
Let me loose I just got back
I was pushed and I got dragged
I tasted mud, I tasted wine
I've kissed the life, I've left behind

So say I choose to stick around
I got news for this here town
I kick the ball, I catch the bus
And raise the roof for all of us

Destination anywhere
So far gone, I'm almost there
Can't you see I can't deny
I'm out of here like I'm on fire

Living like a caged-up animal, criminal
Television newsman so subliminal
Bringing down the walls of wonderland
Just another highbrow cowboy telling me
Everything and everyone and all the things I ought to be
Here I am, your demolition man

Steal your car and leave a wreck
Kiss your bride, I cash your check
Tyson plus, I'm ripped and torn
Been on the edge since I was born

I kick the jukebox, change the tune
I break the bank and jump the moon
I sink the fleet to catch a buzz
And raise a glass for all of us

Destination anywhere
So far gone, I'm almost there
Can't you see I can't deny
I'm out of here like I'm on fire

Living like a caged-up animal, criminal
Television newsman, so subliminal
Bringing down the walls of wonderland
Just another highbrow cowboy telling me
Everything and everyone and all the things I ought to be
Here I am, your demolition man

I'm a beast in space
I'm an acid taste
I'm a primitive gong stuffed in your face
It's enough to bring you to your knees

Living like a caged-up animal, criminal
Television newsman, so subliminal
Bringing down the walls of wonderland
Just another highbrow cowboy telling me
Everything and everyone and all the things I ought to be
Here I am, your demolition man

Living like a caged-up animal, criminal
Television newsman so subliminal
Bringing down the walls of wonderland
Just another highbrow cowboy telling me
Everything and everyone and all the things I ought to be
Here I am, your demolition man

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Wreck - Lyrics - Gentle Giant

Title: Wreck
Artist: Gentle Giant
Composer(s): Philip Arthur Shulman, Raymond Shulman, Kerry Minnear, Derek Victor Shulman

Lyric:
The ship's rising up from the sea to the sky, cry, hey, hold on
Just one sorry scream and a desperate cry, cry, hey, hold on
Their lives pass before them before they die, hey, hey, hey

The sea yawns around like a boiling hell, cry, hey, hold on
And souls disappear with the toll of that bell, cry, hey, hold on
The arms of the sea they are dragging them down, hey, hold on
And sorrows and sins they are lost as they drown, hey, hey, hey

How strange when you think that the sea was their way
And a meaningless death is the price they pay
For their living was made from the deep
To their people in comfort and keep, keep all the people and places there
Never to be seen again, never to be loved and their last embrace
And the kiss has a salt bitter taste

Now all that remains is the deep cruel sea, hey, hold on
And wreckage of things that used to be, hey, hold on
No stone marks the place of that watery grave, cry, hey, hold on
Together they die both the weak and the brave, cry, hey, hold on

The arms of the sea they are dragging them down, hey, hold on
And sorrows and sins they are lost as they drown, hey, hold on
The sea yawns around like a boiling hell, hey, hold on
And souls disappear with the toll of that bell, hey, hold on

Now all that remains is the deep cruel sea, hey, hold on
And wreckage of things that used to be, hey, hold on
No stone marks the place of that watery grave, cry, hey, hold on
Together they die both the weak and the brave, cry, hey, hold on

The arms of the sea they are dragging them down, hey, hold on
And sorrows and sins they are lost as they drown, hey, hold on
The sea yawns around like a boiling hell, cry, hey, hold on

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Here Comes The Gravediggaz - Lyrics - Gravediggaz

Title: Here Comes The Gravediggaz
Artist: Gravediggaz
Composer(s): Pedro Sime, Anthony Ian Berkeley, Arnold Ethen Hamilton, Robert Diggs, Paul Huston

Lyric:
You gotta keep saying it, he wants to
Say Gravediggaz, Gravediggaz
Come on say it with me, come on
Gravediggaz, come on

Gravy, yeah, uh huh

You don't pull on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger
And you can't fuck with me and my men, so check it out

Yeah, here come, the Gravediggaz
Yeah, here come, the Gravediggaz
Yeah, here come, the Gravediggaz
Pray for your mommy

Boom bit competition ain't shit
Fakin' the funk like silicon tits
Left on a level of a skill
Or jack the imposer like the Buffalo Bills

They come close but can't win or do a damn thang, huh
I'm merciless like Maine
As I get the wreck off, I navigate a course like Czechov
Soft MCs, you better step off

Will a villain ever learn?
I'm killin' like a mad germ, I burn MCs like a bad perm
Do not turn 'cause I got you on my infrared
Once I dead, I pop 'em like a pimple's head

I get up and get down like I was gravity
'Cause pains like cavity, thick like a salary
Flow with little or no skills I kill 'em
My shoes are illa makin' a mountain out of a molehill

Chill or your ass'll be tooken fast
Crossed in the style like Alice in the lookin' glass
You wanna see the Grym get raw
Ay-yo I bust your whole shits in your

My style's gravy, rough and real
Raise up the rugged on my Gravediggaz shield
That's how I deal with the fake frauds
I flow hard, yo hearthrobs'll get robbed

I come with the wicked one stompin' tons
I mud other crap as I wreck your town
Cock my bore to hell as we dwell
To a ludacris, Lunar Eclipse no to exit

I radiate gamma rays at random
I slam 'em, yo, quick fast like the phantom
Guard my gate with a passed down cape
You wanna escape and now ain't no one safe
Check it as I hit you with a boom from the trigga

Yeah, here come, the Gravediggaz
Yeah, here come, the Gravediggaz
Pray for your mommy

I learned to burn rap germs like antiseptics
Dem while eats, I piece a music living epic
Words like proverbs, blended braided
So on like a storm or song of King David

Potentially vital, only as the bible
Camel eyes used to worship the false idols
New form of literature, dance to the fiddler
Don't mean to riddle you God, I'm not the Riddler

On super the moon, no, wait for high noon
I'm the other space doom, I be entombed
I don't squawk like a hawk or stalk like a stork
But walk in New York, stay away from pork

Rhymes are by passion don't need the hassle
Swingin' everything 'cause I'm king of the castle
Niggas gettin' boggled, it scream and squabble
Gravediggaz got the paperback novel
So line by line you should read, take heed
Or you'll bleed and bleed and bleed and bleed

Yeah, here comes, the Gravediggaz
Pray for your mommy

Yeah, here comes, the Gravediggaz
Yeah, here comes, the Gravediggaz
Yeah, here comes, the Gravediggaz
Pray for your mommy

Pray for your mommy
Pray for your mommy
Pray for your mommy
Pray for your mommy

Yeah, here comes, the Gravediggaz
Yeah, here comes, the Gravediggaz
Yeah, here comes, the Gravediggaz

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Heart Like A Wheel - Lyrics - Billy Bragg

Title: Heart Like A Wheel
Artist: Billy Bragg
Composer(s): Anna Mcgarrigle

Lyric:
Some say heart is just like a wheel
When you bend it, you can't mend it
And my love for you is like a sinking ship
And my heart is on that ship out in mid ocean

They say that death is a tragedy
It comes once and it's over
But my only wish is for that deep dark abyss
'Cause what's the use of living with no true lover

When harm is done no love can be won
I know it happened frequently
What I can't understand, oh please God, hold my hand
Why it should have happened to me

And it's only love and it's only love
That can wreck a human being and turn him inside out
That can wreck a human being and turn him inside out

Some say heart is just like a wheel
When you bend it, you can't mend it
And my love for you is like a sinking ship
And my heart is on that ship out in mid ocean

And it's only love and it's only love
And it's only love and it's only love
And it's only love and it's only love
And it's only love and it's only love

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Shorty Gotta Fat Ass - Lyrics - Represent - Fat Joe

Title: Shorty Gotta Fat Ass
Album: Represent
Artist: Fat Joe
Composer(s): Joseph Cartagena, Joseph L Kirkland

Lyric:
Well, it's Friday night, I'm in a club with a crew just maxing
Cuties and booties and yo, I'm ready for action
'Cause Fat Joe doesn't go to clubs for his health
It's too many skins, so every man for himself

I got me a sex on the beach from the bar
I know this girl was looking at me from afar
Plus she with a crew, they all got it going on
She came over and asked me if my name was John

I said, "Yeah, John Doe, so what's it to you?"
She said, "Sorry yo, I just thought I knew you"
She walked away dissed because I had dropped the bomb
I felt bad so I reached out and snatched her arm

I pulled her back, gave her my apologies
She accepts it, but now she starts to follow me
Watching where I'm going, seeing who I know
Once she saw the Gucci, she said, "Oh, that's Fat Joe"

I could hear the conversation, shorty was digging me
No way she was igging me, ayo she was big on me
Throughout the night she remained in my eyesight
My man black cease was telling me, yo, she,s fly, right?

No that the jam is over there's no need to front
'Cause she's leaving out the club and I'm right behind her
Now we in the deli butt naked catching wreck at last
'Cause shorty gotta fat ass

Shorty gotta fat ass
Shorty gotta fat ass
Shorty gotta fat ass
She got a big fat

Driving in my five on the live side of town
One of those days I just wanna ride around
With three deep, me diamond D and peep
That's my man that be whipping the white jeeps

So bust it, I hit Fordham road in the town
'Cause I'm riffing in the front fool, Luther Vandross
Never too much and what did I see?
Honeygrip had a little too much for me

Diamond said damn peep said I know her
Yeah right, whatever, I'm still pulling over
Hey Mamita, Spanish I'm assuming
A Spanish caught wreck and that ass was booming

I couldn't see her face 'cause she wouldn't turn around
Peep is out the window staring five-o down
Chill with that, 'cause I wanna stop and chat
Like a diplomat, yo you're fucking up my rep

She wouldn't turn around so I reached for her pelvis
She turned around, ugly hound dog and I felt this
Money grip was ugly, I had to find out at last
But shorty had a fat ass

Shorty gotta fat ass
Shorty gotta fat ass
Shorty gotta fat ass
She got a big fat

No need to be I'll come all out my face
But the name is Fat Joe and in love I got good taste
Big butts come a dime a dozen in New York
I couldn't help but notice when I watch you walk

You got the booming system and I don't mean sound
I want to smack it up, flip it and rub it down
I know girls try to say I'm living foul
But you know you can't trust a big but and a smile

I'm not concerned with the niggas in your past
But straight up and down, shorty gotta fat ass

Shorty gotta fat ass
Shorty gotta fat ass
Shorty gotta fat ass
She got a big

Shorty gotta fat ass
Shorty gotta fat ass
Shorty gotta fat ass
She got a big

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Guess Who'S Back - Lyrics - Strictly For My N.I.G.G.A.Z. - 2pac

Title: Guess Who'S Back
Album: Strictly For My N.I.G.G.A.Z.
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Special Ed Akshun Tupac Shakur

Lyric:
Drop the drums here it comes
Only got two minutes to bounce, and every second counts
Better press, wreck on your tek, here we go, set passed on Moet
My trickery more slippery when wet

Wicked as I flip, don't trip, get a grip
It'll kick, if the bass lines thick, it's a hit
Everybody's got a mic now, it's like a hobby
But more like a job, 'cause bootleggers trying to rob me

And little man wants to be a rap star
Make papes, hit skins, and drive a phat car
It ain't easy, sleazy, even deceiving
No scheme believing

No bitter [Incomprehensible] knock a pig to pick
So here's a stick to lick
I shoot to give till there ain't nothing left
And if I find that the tracks sound def
I catch wreck till I lose my breath

Thats how it goes in the land of broke
I dispose of those, rock shows, and collect my dough
Now I suppose I'm the bad guy, why?
I stay high and try to stay high life's a mess don't stress test

I'm giving, won't think without 'cha living bless
Guess who's back
Coming back with the track supply
With special Ed and Ak, coming right and attack

I'm fighting back, now snap, where they at
When its time to go to combat
Guess who's back
Yes, I'm back

Tupac is back
Tupac is back
Tupac is back
Tupac is back

Drop the drums here it comes
Only got one minute to bounce, and every second counts
I went from hustlin' big, to makin' hits
While some tricks I'm sure to be rich for ninety-six

I pull my 'capes, on tapes to make
Lets trace the base, to the tape with the badest bass to date
I try to shake it, but the pace is hard to break
Thoughts I wait, cause they hate my black take

Yeah, its on, it's back in the rap race
But if ya got a black face, it's a rat race
I struggle to be rugged and raw dude
Trying to survive in the trials and lawsuits

Everybody wants to test me, why me?
No lie, nothing tried when they try me
Giving up the roughness, justice
I'm a bust as I ripping up enough hits

And guess who's back, no longer trapped
'Cuz, I snapped on the ones that held me back feeling contact
Ride the track get I grip as I flip get a licking as I kick
Guess who's back, yes I'm back

Tupac is back
Tupac is back
Tupac is back
Tupac is back

Tupac is back
Tupac is back
Tupac is back

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Many Will Learn - Lyrics - Embrace

Title: Many Will Learn
Artist: Embrace
Composer(s): Daniel Anthony Mcnamara, Richard Mcnamara

Lyric:
Many would learn and many would hurt
And many would chase you away
And many would fear but I'm not here
To run when things go astray

And many would learn and many would turn
And many would run for their lives
But I'm not them, I'll dig in
I'll always be there by your side

Away way down

One day my heart will leap
And I will dance for joy
And not reach for the phone
The pills or the tape

?Cause you're as honest as a car wreck
And sirens never love
They just sing and lure your swimming soul away
Down with your mistakes

Away way down

By twist of fate an hour too late
I come to my senses again
But you're not here just cold
And near you left just as living made sense

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Everything Remains Raw - Lyrics - Total Devestation: The Best Of Busta Rhymes - Busta Rhymes

Title: Everything Remains Raw
Album: Total Devestation: The Best Of Busta Rhymes
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Ostin Harvey, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Word up, let me just fuck with your mind, please
Aiy, Aiyyo-yo-yo, yo, let me fuck up your mind
On time, showin' you the rhythm as I get wreck and get raw
Yeah I be the man comin' off that be raw
It's Busta Rhymes givin' you much more, so

Yo y'all one more time I come
(Y'all)
Knucklehead flow that make you act real dumb
Yo, I burn your food like Florence
(Yo)
Run up in your crib like my name was search warrants

Shut your mouth nigga don't you complain
Fix you up, mix you with cut like procaines
Ooh, insane to your brain
Right on your subconscious, I leave my shit stain

I be the moistest with rhyme overdoses
Hot stepping over shit like Ini Kamoze's
Sick lyrics like multiple sclerosis
Focus, while I display flows ferocious

Weak niggaz just fall and keep tumbling
Distribute lyrics like I'm hand to hand herb hustling
Hardcore like Quick Draw McGraw
Fuck what you heard you ain't heard this before

I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw

Yo, when I step in the place I leave damages
Nuff bandages on pussy from miscarriages
Yo, watch me bring the newest recipe
Fuck you up quick and condemn you all with leprosy

Let me hit you with flows, that come various
Hah, send you home and make you lie bout your alias
Ha ha, niggaz can't see my routine
When I round up my Flipmode niggaz and get cream

Hey, you! You know what the fuck I mean
Now I'm on the scene, stepping through like Mean Joe Green
Now I'm making you feel the extreme
Till I black you out then turn on my real high beam

Oh shit, now I got your brains fried
Once you inhale smoke from my flow, carbon monoxide
Use your imagination, let me take you higher
Rain hail snow earthquakes, earth, wind and fire

Yo, hit the dirt, get on the floor
I'm that outlaw nigga living right next door
You should just roll out the red carpet
All moving targets, I got you open like supermarkets
(Word up, word up)

Yo yo, there's only five years left
While niggaz is scared to death they breathe they last breath
Days of my life goes on, word is bond
I make you feel my proton, neutron, and electron

Yo, I be the number one icon
Word to the holy Qu'ran, I rock on and on
On and on, hey, on and on and on
You won't understand when I form Voltron
Hahahaha, everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw

Word is bond, niggaz don't really understand shit
Niggaz don't motherfuckin' know y'all, hahah
Flipmode is the motherfuckin' Squad y'all, hahah
I make sure everything remains raw, hahah

Word is bond, niggaz don't know the real shit
There's only five years left, word is bond
Niggaz don't know though there's only five years left, hahaha
Remember that nigga, all you, remember that
There's only five years left, hahaha

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Maggie May - Lyrics - Scream & Whisper - Edwin Mccain

Title: Maggie May
Album: Scream & Whisper
Artist: Edwin Mccain
Composer(s): Roderick David Stewart, Martin Quittenton

Lyric:
Wake up Maggie
I think I've got something to say to you
It's late September
And I really should be back at school
I know I keep you amused
But I feel I'm being used

Oh, Maggie
I couldn't have tried any more
You led me away from home
Just to save you from being alone
You stole my heart
And that's a pain I could do without

The morning sun when it's in your face
Really shows your age
But that don't worry me none in my eyes
You're everything
I laughed at all of your jokes
My love you didn't need to coax

Oh, Maggie
I couldn't have tried any more
You led me away from home
Just to save you from being alone
You stole my soul
And that's a pain I can do without

All I needed was a friend
To lend a guiding hand
But you turned into a lover
And mother what a lover, you wore me out
All you did was wreck my bed
And in the morning kick me in the head

Oh, Maggie
I couldn't have tried any more
You led me away from home
'Cause you didn't wanna be alone
You stole my heart
I couldn't leave you if I tried

Now I suppose I could collect my books
Get on back to school
Or steal my daddy's cue
And make a living playing pool
Or find myself a rock and roll band
That needs a helpin' hand

Oh, Maggie
I couldn't have tried anymore
You made a first class fool out of me
I'm as blind as a fool can be
You stole my heart
But I love you anyway

Maggie, I wished I'd never seen your face
Yeah
I'll get on back home one of these days
Yeah

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Save It For A Rainy Day - Lyrics - Music from the North Country: The Jayhawks Anthology - Jayhawks

Title: Save It For A Rainy Day
Album: Music from the North Country: The Jayhawks Anthology
Artist: Jayhawks
Composer(s): Gary Louris

Lyric:
Pretty little hairdo don't do what it used to
Can't disguise the living
All the miles that you've been through

Looking like a train wreck
Wearing too much makeup
The burden that you carry
Is more than one soul could ever bear

Don't look so sad, Marina
There's another part to play
Don't look so sad, Marina
Save it for a rainy day
Save it for a rainy day
Save it for a rainy day

You never make your mind up
Like driving with your eyes shut
Rough around the edges
Won't someone come and take you home

Waiting for a breakthrough
What will you set your mind to?
We stood outside the Chinese restaurant
In the rain

Don't look so sad, Marina
There's another part to play
Don't look so sad, Marina
Save it for a rainy day
Save it for a rainy day
Save it for a rainy day

Don't look so sad, Marina
There's another part to play
Don't look so sad, Marina
Save it for a rainy day
Save it for a rainy day
Save it for a rainy day
Save it for a rainy day
Save it for a rainy day

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For My People - Lyrics - Business As Usual - Epmd

Title: For My People
Album: Business As Usual
Artist: Epmd
Composer(s): Erick Sermon, Parrish J Smith, James Brown, L Collins

Lyric:
Here

The E R I C K S E R M O N
I'm dark skinned, pack a mac 10 more menace
And I'll wreck the whole damn set
Smash, you ain't seen shit yet

Yes, a fact, a black nine mil is what I pack
In the front of my waist, right next to my bozack
A safety for the suckers that hate me
I haven't had to bust a couple of rounds lately

I hope not, it's no fun getting shot
'Cause when I cock, I aim straight for the knot
I don't miss, I have a scope, no jokin'
You should hope that disco appearance like broke

Mass destruction when I start crushin' and bustin'
Duck MC's, I'm bumrushin'
Swift wit the trig, there's nuff foes equipped
Real deal, of course, I pack steel, shits thick

I'm not dumb, to walk the streets, they kept us swinging by
A punk chump wit spunk, who dares to jump
By the hour, I push power like Hiroshima
Got dropped on by U.S.A. and like cleaned her
I manage to damage people without a sequel
This is for my people

Check out the main attraction, black man in action
Number one crowd mover, I break backs in
Boy, you shoulda known what EPMD stands for
Sucker snappin' necks, bustin' caps and breakin' jaws

It's Erick and Parrish Making Dollars
Excel, living well, taking no shorts and why bother
To whine while I dine, sounds genuine
You walked in the wrong camp, punk, stepped on a land mine

Boom bang, bust the slang that I bring
From Brent wood, Long Island, all the way to Sing-Sing
Yes the penile, peace to brothers on trial
For some bullshit charge, mugshot on file

For hard time, thump beats like an Alpine
No Sam Suey sole shoe shoot joints, back a Tech Nine
Yes the brother's back with no knife or axe
Just a microphone, sucker, it limits that pack

Def blows and flows, quadraverbs and echoes
Sounds the pound hard to make an MC petrol
My nine mil, kitted wit the infrared beam
Something similar to a Roger Moore scene

That's James Bond, 007, with guillotine
To keep the Hit Squad hype to fly heads like the A-Team
Don't bug or miss, bug on the sequel
For this shit I kick, it's strictly for my people

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Hang Out And Hustle - Lyrics - Poverty's Paradise - Naughty By Nature

Title: Hang Out And Hustle
Album: Poverty's Paradise
Artist: Naughty By Nature
Composer(s): James Brown, Vincent Brown, Anthony Criss, Keir Lamont Gist, Kevin Harold Mckenzie, Shawn Mckenzie, Paul Mitchell, Charles Emanuel Sherrell

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Lyric:
Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah

The C R U D D Y, the C L I C K
It's texture, pure terror, a street professorv
Aggressor, scale and measure
Clever compressor stretching salary stacks
Be running blocks as a factory structure

Capture the raw product I manufacture, fracture critic chatter
Nigga catcher as I blast a cop matter, capsule shatter
Scatter midnight disasters, clips I rather gather
Then flip for what I'm after

Now and forever, money makes things better
At a regular, gets me jewelry, bitches, bankcards, cars and competitors Proposed threats wreck necks and puff ya puzzled
See trouble muzzles when I hang and hustle

Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah
Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah

Booda bop, boom, bam, bink, bick bow bookow
Ratatat, klack klick, klick kow, klick kow
Put brains with muscle, hear a crew of guys utilize they skills
Bang out, hang out, slang out, work and hustle

Flip techniques over boogie bangin' beats
A street fleet with Moet, dank and freaks in twenty separate suite
I'm servin' dope lyrics holding weight, just like Chris Webber
A warrior from Golden State and I conjure up raps

I bet you don't know any they be hitting
Like that brick that smacked Reginald Denny
Collects cash n' checks on a jet to meet the next client
As I arrive at L.A.X.
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Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah
Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah

I'm up early, so I catch my phlegm, spit, step
Then stash the stem, ten clips in ten shit bottles
Are sectioned in wit a clip thick a block stocked wit protection
See X again, tools ta fry and unified like Mexicans

But if shit is slow in comin' a fiend, that's one thing
That's when you see twenty niggas running to one fiend
Yo, black tops, I got that yellow high for hours
Buy from me now or next time I swear I'll sell you flour

I got dreams of getting a 98 or a Caddy, living fatty
Plus, I got a little man calling me daddy
My lady and little man, they need me and I need 'em
I gotta see 'em and please 'em but first of all, clothe and feed 'em

So we can see freedom even if I jeopardize my time
And life while I'm in this game, I'm making sure
That mine is right from the beginning to the end
It's dividend to the end so I like to hang out and hustle wit my friends

Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah
Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah

Well, it's Friday night and the weekend's here
All that partying shit must take a seat to the rear
Instead of fuckin' wit those phony ghetto chicks
I'd rather be movin' my clips with my homies on the bricks

My fingers stay hard, my hands stay full of ash
My fingenails stay dirty that's from burying my stash.
Fiends are bummin', money's comin' to say the least
But I'm out there flippin' clips, feedin' the belly of the beast

It's first of the month, money's comin' all day, all night
And too many goin' for theirs, I'm cuttin' sales off with my bike
Now with my niggaz in session, we freestyle rhyme
Reminiscin', movin' that shit 20's of clips at a time

Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah
Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah
Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah
Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah

What the fuck are you gonna do, except hustle?

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You Still Shake Me - Lyrics - Deana Carter Collection - Deana Carter

Title: You Still Shake Me
Album: Deana Carter Collection
Artist: Deana Carter
Composer(s): Leslie Satcher, Tim Ryan Roullier

Lyric:
I ain't in love, I ain't your bud
I ain't your little turtle dove
I ain't your chick, I ain't your squeeze
I ain't the girl I used to be

But baby, you still shake me

I ain't upset, I ain't a wreck
'Cause I forgive and I forget
And I ain't bitter, I ain't sore
And I ain't cryin' anymore

But baby, you still shake me
Yeah baby, you still shake me

Every time I see you out
It makes me wanna scream
I can't seem to figure out
What did I ever see in a fool like you

The things I used to do, I don't
The things I would have, now I won't
Yeah, I'm okay and I'm alright
And I'm not living in denial

But baby, you still shake me
Yeah baby, you still shake me

I ain't in love, I ain't your bud
I ain't your little turtle dove
I ain't your chick, I ain't your squeeze
I ain't the girl I used to be

But baby, you still shake me
Yeah baby, you don't know
What you do to me, baby
You shake me, baby

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Window Up Above - Lyrics - Wanda Jackson

Title: Window Up Above
Artist: Wanda Jackson
Composer(s): George Jones

Lyric:
I've been living a new way
Of life that I love so
But I can see the clouds are gathering
And the storm will wreck our home

For last night he held you tightly
And you didn't even show
This is true for I've been watching
From the window up above

You must have thought that I was sleeping
And I wish that I had been
But I guess it's best to know you
And the way your heart can sin

I thought we belonged together
And our hearts fit like a glove
I was wrong for I've been watching
From the window up above

From my eyes the teardrops started
As I listened on and on
I heard you whisper to him softly
That our marriage was all wrong

But I hope he makes you happy
And you will never lose his love
I was wrong, I was watching
From the window up above

How I wish I could be dreaming
And wake up to an honest love
I was wrong for I was watching
From the window up above

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Window Up Above, The - Lyrics - George Jones

Title: Window Up Above, The
Artist: George Jones
Composer(s): George Jones

Lyric:
I've been living a new way
Of life that I love so
But I can see the clouds are gathering
And the storm will wreck our home

For last night he held you tightly
And you didn't even show
This is true for I've been watching
From the window up above

You must have thought that I was sleeping
And I wish that I had been
But I guess it's best to know you
And the way your heart can sin

I thought we belonged together
And our hearts fit like a glove
I was wrong for I've been watching
From the window up above

From my eyes the teardrops started
As I listened on and on
I heard you whisper to him softly
That our marriage was all wrong

But I hope he makes you happy
And you will never lose his love
I was wrong, I was watching
From the window up above

How I wish I could be dreaming
And wake up to an honest love
I was wrong for I was watching
From the window up above

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Scenario (Remix) - Lyrics - A Tribe Called Quest

Title: Scenario (Remix)
Artist: A Tribe Called Quest
Composer(s): Bryan Higgins, Ali Jones-Muhammad, Kamall Fareed, Malik Taylor, James Jackson, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Here in 1992, we present, the fabulos what's the Scenario remix
Whereas there are seven MC's
Six which are in physical form, one which is in spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh hood

Check the vibe, walk that ass or get got
Eff it, I lick buckshots
Hood, madman, I rip up stages
Lay down all your wages, I'm wild like Larry Davis

Extra, extra, pick up a clip
I'll tear ass out the frame and grab my dick
I'm a Rock 'em Sock 'em robot kid, I drop bombs
I'm rugged and deadly, so I shit on the petty

I baseball bat a bastard, I'm bad news
I'm crazy and clever, cut those of crews
Death on the phono, my skills are Polo
You say "Oh no" you bitch ass homo

I bag up waste, electrifyin', I'm prime-time
I slaughter a slime, I'm the greatest of all time
Sick-ass brother, nasty-ass nigga
Pump slugs in your face, and dump that ass in the river
Two tears in a bucket, fuck it, kick the can
Say what? Say what? I'm a bad, bad man

Quick is how I flip from the tip of the lip
Punchin out hits like Gladys Knight and the Pips
The five-foot assassin has just raided your area
Your booty rhymes are wack and that's the reason I ain't hearin' ya

So roll out the red carpet 'cause I'm kickin' this
Vanilla Ice platinum? That shit's ridiculous
Excuse my French, but profanity is all I knew
And to you other sellouts, oh yeah, eff you too

And let it be known, I'm not the one to step to
You're better off callin' D-Nice "To Your Rescue"
Freestyle fanatic, probably the best around
As for corny MC's, like Chuck D, I "Shut 'Em Down"

The Artical Don of hip-hop and I won't stop
The five-foot assassin' has come to wreck 'nuff shop
So do like Michael Jackson and "Remember the Time"
Put on your dancin' shoes or somethin' 'cause ya sho' can't rhyme

Big up, big up, into new identity
Next was said somethin' that complies onto me
What does it take to check a technique?
Many styles, many styles

Hostile heat, brings forth the energy
Milo in the dance is the new identity
One-two mic check, select for the ruffneck
Set 10 to 1 that I come, correct

In my cyphers on blocks, I bring box to connect with knots
So I can grow dreadlocks
Maintain to rock, don't stop the rock
Maintain to rock, don't stop the rock

Kick it right, then not, E. Watt said not
I put my mug up, but fair is fair
So C. Brown are we in the clear? Yeah
C. Brown are we in the clear? Yeah

Makin' moves y'all, moves y'all, on and on and on
Check it out, check it out, to the break of, break of dawn
Who's that, guess, one of the L.O.N.S.
And a Tribe Called Quest, East Coast to West

Remixed mad kick, more than Metallica
'Til all MC's fall like the Battlestar Gallactic
Stampin', stompin', rompin' Compton
People all over the world, I'm promptin'

Pick a style, any style, Strong Isle
Representation, sensationalization
"Scenario" for the radio, 'BLS and KISS, so
Here we go, yo, yeah

Force, Main Source LP on the rise
"In Living Color was" seen through original eyes
And I'm out like shout
Ooh ahh, ooh ahh, there it is baby pah

Lying limp on a limb, slim trim, D I am
There I am, don't run from a friend
Sight we be right, be polite for the mice
Like a like, see sick, see syke

And slip away, and off to the Poconos
Spot picked the clothes, Hype swing the pretty pose
Yamaha, hey ha may
Let's split the funk, now it all spells, hey

Enough enough, Ms. Fitted I'm with it
If I did it, I was blitted, and probably shouldn't have quit it
'Cause yo, my vocal status at Knight is like a Gladys
Bed rest, spread test, and yo I'm like the maddest

Male, not female, hail from Unidel
Bounce the b-ball 'cause beats are being yelled
In the hallways always ringing with a ho'
This one two times nine on the Scenario

Check it out, everybody, grabs the mics
Black mens gettin' hip, doin' what they like
Eight black brothers in the public eye
If you listen very close, I will tell you why

Hood, Phife, Milo, Dinco and C. Brown
Shaheed, myself, and Busta Bust Down
Will commence to rock, so bring on the flocks
In-terrogation for the knockin' of the box

The boom-box ruler, controls the medula
None come cooler, I win like Shula
So bust out the moves as you start to pursue her
Intensified mind, nine-blunt consumer

Tip will come booty, well it's only a rumor
The meaning so deep that it starts brain tumors
Peace to Hood baby from the midnight crooner
Smoke 'em up later, if not then sooner

Hey what we gon' do in ninety-two
Even though we had fun in ninety-one
Wonderful my days, all things comin' down
Run up on the new sound, leavin' cracks in the ground

What's goin on my man? God damn and now my brain is hurtin'
Listen up, Bust-up, straight gon' hit 'em then I get 'em
Rip on 'em, shit on 'em, hit on 'em, then I will sit on 'em
Open up your mouth if you want the food

To get rude, Flipmode, 'cause I'm in the mood
Ah-heh, ah-heh! Yeah man, that's how it goes
Body drippin' with blood comin' out your nose
Give me a Band-Aid, what are you askin' for?

More, only your sacred and pure
Adverse, Zig-Zag, check it came to bust a new rep
Rap, Busta Rhymes, or bust this wicked rhyme
Yeah y'all in '92, I'm packin' my roach spray, anyway

Ding-A-Ling, Tribe Called Quest, Leaders of the New School
Mad brother when stealthy
To my dragon, baby, stop whining; I see my influence still shining
More crazy in '92, uh oh, time to go, yo, that's the Scenario

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Sky Is Over - Lyrics - Elect the Dead - Serj Tankian

Title: Sky Is Over
Album: Elect the Dead
Artist: Serj Tankian
Composer(s): Serj Tankian

Lyric:
Everybody knows
Everybody knows
That you cradle the sun
Living in remorse, sky is over

Don't you want to hold me, baby?
Disappointed, going crazy

Even though we can't afford
The sky is over
Even though we can't afford
The sky is over

I don't wanna see you go
The sky is over
Even though we can't afford
The sky is over

Behind closed eyes lie
The mind's ready to awaken you
Are you at war with land
And all of its creatures?

You're not so gentle
Persuasion has been known
To wreck economies of countries, of empires
The sky is over

Don't you want to hold me, baby?
Disappointed, going crazy

Not even from the sun
Not even from the sun
Not even from the sun
Don't you want me to run?

Even though we can't afford
The sky is over
Even though we can't afford
The sky is over

I don't wanna see you go
The sky is over
Even though we can't afford
The sky is over

I don't wanna see you go
The sky is over
Even though we can't afford
The sky is over

I don't wanna see you go
The sky is over
Even though we can't afford
The sky is over, sky is over us

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Window Up Above - Lyrics - Burn Your Playhouse Down: The Unreleased Duets - George Jones

Title: Window Up Above
Album: Burn Your Playhouse Down: The Unreleased Duets
Artist: George Jones
Composer(s): George Jones

Lyric:
I've been living a new way
Of life that I love so
But I can see the clouds are gathering
And the storm will wreck our home

For last night he held you tightly
And you didn't even show
This is true for I've been watching
From the window up above

You must have thought that I was sleeping
And I wish that I had been
But I guess it's best to know you
And the way your heart can sin

I thought we belonged together
And our hearts fit like a glove
I was wrong for I've been watching
From the window up above

From my eyes the teardrops started
As I listened on and on
I heard you whisper to him softly
That our marriage was all wrong

But I hope he makes you happy
And you will never lose his love
I was wrong, I was watching
From the window up above

How I wish I could be dreaming
And wake up to an honest love
I was wrong for I was watching
From the window up above

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