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Saturday, July 31, 2010

Man That Knew Too Much - Lyrics - Young Modern - Silverchair

Title: Man That Knew Too Much
Album: Young Modern
Artist: Silverchair
Composer(s): Daniel Paul Johns

Lyric:
There was a man that knew too much
With a panic attic mind but a
A chance to numb his golden touch, to ignore the will of time
Had me struck down, open to the fact
I was standing in a line with a broken occupation on my back

Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
There's nothing left to say, it's changing every day
The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey
It's not enough to say this is my love

He had the anti-Midas touch
Temporary state of mind
But a, a chance to die enhances growth

Now I'm trembling all the time
Stumble round, making faces on the scene
Scene what, what
Stumble round make your faces on your own

Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
There's nothing left to say, it's changing every day
The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey
It's not enough to say this is my love

I'm not your mocking bird
That sings your cellar song
She got a paper run
You're compensated

Can we all gather round on the scene?
Can we all move around on our own?
Are ya a mover shaker all alone?

Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
There?s nothing left to say, it's changing every day
The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey
It's not enough to say

Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
There's nothing left to say but this is my love

I'm not your mocking bird
That sings your cellar song
She got her paper run to write your letters wrong

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Tight Jeans - Lyrics - Still Ghetto - Jaheim

Title: Tight Jeans
Album: Still Ghetto
Artist: Jaheim
Composer(s): Edward Ferrell, Balewa Muhammad, Sylvester Jordan, Darren Lighty, Clifton Lighty

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Lyric:
You been looking real good lately
Makin? me feel I know we?re friends but listen up
You can?t be coming around me in tight jeans
Makin' me weak, I think you really trust me too much

You and me been cool
Since back in middle school
Like when we used to clown
And run around and act a fool

Now that were older I been noticing you bustin' out those jeans
Never seen that coming up think you know what I mean
When other niggaz tried to holla had to let 'em know
Told 'em none of y?all ain?t good enough the truth be told

'Cause when I first figure out what love was
I was a young blood
And you?ve always been that treasure
We?ve always been together

Your not that little girl I once knew anymore
I will see you fitting your clothes so well I can tell
Your not that girl from junior high school that?s for sure
Your changing the rules now that your fine as hell

You been looking real good lately
Makin? me feel I know we?re friends but listen up
You can?t be coming around me in tight jeans
Makin' me weak, I think you really trust me too much

Now there you go again on my lap
Thinking that I?m in control and I won't react
When your form is grown so phat
'Bout time you know for all that it?s worth

Your killing me softly in those product tops and mini skirts
Hots just puttin? work all up in my face girl what did you think
That I?d stop being a man when you came on the block

Showin' your promises on the back of that bike
Showin' just what I like
And a woman if you get it you had it comin', girl

You're not that little girl I once knew anymore
I will see you fitting your clothes so well I can tell
Your not that girl from junior high school that?s for sure
Your changing the rules now that you're fine as hell

You been looking real good lately
Makin? me feel I know we?re friends but listen up
You can?t be coming around me in tight jeans
Makin' me weak, I think you really trust me too much

You been looking real good lately
Makin? me feel I know we?re friends but listen up
You can?t be coming around me in tight jeans
Makin' me weak, I think you really trust me too much

You been looking real good lately
Makin? me feel I know we?re friends but listen up
You can?t be coming around me in tight jeans
Makin' me weak, I think you really trust me too much

I know you trust me too much, girl
You really trust me too much
I think that you trust me but too much, girl
I know you trust me too much

I can't take it no more
Gotta let it be known
I been watching you, ooh
I been waitin' on you
Hey, hey, hey
Till you put my hands on you, girl

You been looking real good lately
Makin? me feel I know we?re friends but listen up
You can?t be coming around me in tight jeans
Makin' me weak, I think you really trust me too much

You been looking real good lately
Makin? me feel I know we?re friends but listen up
You can?t be coming around me in tight jeans
Makin' me weak, I think you really trust me too much

You been looking real good lately
Makin? me feel I know we?re friends but listen up
You can?t be coming around me in tight jeans
Makin' me weak, I think you really trust me too much
Dear baby

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Brown Skin Woman - Lyrics - Krs One

Title: Brown Skin Woman
Artist: Krs One
Composer(s): Lawrence Parker, D Love

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Lyric:
Aiyyo Kris, yo, yo, yo
That was fresh, come with that next shit

Uh, fat, fat, fat, fat beats
How refreshing is it really?
How refreshing is it really?

Big shout out to Philly in the house
G. Simone, you know you're not alone
KRS-One on the microphone
Now we gonna come down Ruffneck like this now seen?
Mad Lion hold tight

Brown skin woman, you a queen, not a, hoe
Any man that drop the lyric, what we give them the, bo
Brown skin woman you a queen and not a, hoe
Any man that drop the lyric, what we give them the, bo

We don't come with disrespect, we come with intellect
If you come with disrespect, you get a rope around your neck
Some people don't expect me, to be so violent
But me nah violent, just myself I protect

Too many time I see, young gwal pickadee
Pay five, ten, twenty, thirty dollar to see
Some rapper, some singer, some celebrity
Talk 'bout they wan fi sex up and fill up you body

But them nah talk about peelin' off some money
For the pumpin' on a bed, when you haf the baby
Whattaya think can happen next? After you're done havin' sex?
Too much of ignorance, not enough intelligence

Mahn me not against sex but too many DJ
Talk sex but them not talk about the next day
'Cause the next day them gone and you sit alone
Got 'em soup up your mic, pon de microphone

Brown skin woman, you a queen, not a, hoe
Any man that drop the lyric, what we give them the, bo
Brown skin woman you a queen and not a, hoe
Any man that drop the lyric, what we give them the, bo

Brown skin gwal them can't diss, yo
'Cause you run the show
Them call you all type of bimbo
But you know you're not a hoe

Bwoy pickade, check out your history
Brown man is a God in any city
White, man knew dat and dat was a shock
So dem whip up your bod' and dem whippin' not stop

But dem nah can't stop us wit de whip and de chain
So dem take away your history, erase your name
Still, with no name, with no fight, with no fuss
We just, take on the name, that Massa give us

That name is Nigga, the correct is Negro
It's Spanish for Black, white mahn call us dat
There is also Negroid, also Negro
Now, all nigga pon the corner playin' cee-lo

Man you're not a negro, 'cause you're skin is not black
Take a look at yourself, you're brown and that's a fact
You not jump from no tree, you not live in no cave
That's some garbage dem print, dem want you to behave

You a African man, some say Asian
You must respect your love, all brown skin woman
If you diss your woman, you not come wit no plan
So shut up your mowf, til you must understand

Brown skin woman, you a queen, not a, hoe
Any man that drop the lyric, what we give them the, bo
Brown skin woman you a queen and not a, hoe
Any man that drop the lyric, what we give them the, bo

I know you want me to call you a nigga, no
I know you want me to call you a hoe, no
I know you want me to call you a bitch, no
This is how it go

Yes Kris, you're large
Another fat production by the Kid Capri
Big shouts to the engineer Naughty
Big shouts to Luca, and we outta here

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

U Shoulda Told Me (U Had A Man) - Lyrics - All That I Am - Joe

Title: U Shoulda Told Me (U Had A Man)
Album: All That I Am
Artist: Joe
Composer(s): Joe Lewis Thomas, Jolyon Skinner, Larry Campbell, Joshua Paul Thompson, Michele Williams

Lyric:
You shoulda told me you had a man
Then I wouldn't waste my time
You shoulda told me you had a man

When you knew that I was big on you and no one else
Why'd you have to go and play yourself?
You shoulda told me you had a man, yeah, yeah

Steady 7 weeks of passion
Sexin' 6 nights a week
Left my body exhausted
And my knees feel so weak

Now you're acting mysterious
Girl you took the script
And I shoulda seen it coming
But it, it happened so quick

So I had all these plans of becoming your man
But you left me here standing
With only time on my hands

Girl, I want you but I don't understand
You shoulda told me you had a man
You shoulda told me you had a man

You shoulda told me you had a man
Then I wouldn't waste my time
You shoulda told me you had a man

When you knew that I was big on you and no one else
Why'd you have to go and play yourself?
You shoulda told me you had a man, yeah, yeah

I would never believe it
But I, I seen it myself
Peepin' through steamy windows
Goin' down on someone else

Girl you're too much for one man
But you're not enough for two
You shoulda, you shoulda been
Straight with me before I hooked up with you

So I had all these plans of becoming your man
But you left me here standing
With only time on my hands

Girl, I want you but I don't understand
You shoulda told me you had a man
You shoulda told me you had a man

You shoulda told me you had a man
Then I wouldn't waste my time
You shoulda told me you had a man

When you knew that I was big on you and no one else
Why'd you have to go and play yourself?
You shoulda told me you had a man, yeah, yeah

You shoulda told me you had a man
You shoulda told me you had a man
You shoulda told me you had a man
You shoulda told me you had a man

You shoulda told me you had a man
You shoulda told me you had a man
You shoulda told me you had a man
You shoulda told me you had a man

You shoulda told me you had a man
Then I wouldn't waste my time
You shoulda told me you had a man

When you knew that I was big on you and no one else
Why'd you have to go and play yourself?
You shoulda told me you had a man, yeah, yeah

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Another - Lyrics - Life After Death - Notorious B.I.G.

Title: Another
Album: Life After Death
Artist: Notorious B.I.G.
Composer(s): Christopher Wallace, Sean Puffy Combs, Kimberly Jones, Stephen K. Jordan, Barbara Manson

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Lyric:
What do ya do when yo' bitch is untrue?
You cut that hooker off and find someone new
I need another bitch, another bitch, in my life

I know he don't treat you like I treat you
Time to explain the game you see through
Sex is lethal, I ain't gon lie
Means to get ya back, I ain't gon try

Like this y'all, my girl sucked anotha nigga dick y'all
Light skinned with the chrome die six y'all
Thought they was creepin'
Two trips to V-A every third weekend

While you was sleepin', he hit you on the box
Sixty-nine go non-stop
Shoulda left ya then but my heart said not
You knew too much, the relationship grew too much

You knew about the crack vials, means to be trialled
Way I hid dough under the bathroom towel
Waited for a while, thought you was my right thing
Then things got frightening

Peep the scene, sorta like Sam Rosten
Guess you ginger, huh, go figure
Never thought you could be a gold digger
Take my dough and spend with the next nigga

Asked my man Trigga, my ace boom coon
Told me cut the bitch off 'fore the shit balloon
Now I'm like Brandy, 'Sittin' In My Room'
Pussy drunk listenin' to Stylistic tunes

Or the O-Jays, thinkin' 'bout the old days
My nigga's like, fuck that bitch, go play
Baller, did she beep you? Don't call her
Guess who I seen, that freak bitch Paula

She was askin' 'bout ya whereabouts
Here's the digits, I know you can wear that out
Tear that out the frame, ya game so tight
You'll be all fuckin' night

What do ya do when your man is untrue?
Do you cut the sucker off and find someone new?
I need another man in my life

Member when you said you would die for me, shit
All of that was just lies to me
Motherfucker shoulda never said bye to me
Now you cry for me, like Jodeci

It's like that y'all, my nigga hit another bitch from the back y'all
Black nasty and matter fact y'all
Shoulda seen the hoe, nigga pack ya shit
You out the door, oh

What about the fight in the Mirage?
I seen ya Benz, parked outside my sister's garage
Said it was ya friend Rog, bullshit
I ain't gonna keep puttin' up wit the bullshit

And still I, never sweat these bitches
Who be hanged like plaques on the wall and ya pictures
Scalin' fishes, my love is concrete
Stashin' ya heat in the passenger seat

Of the Nautica Jeep, we've been down for so long
Still a bitch like me tryin' to hold on
Teary eyed, damn a bitch steamin'
Girls steady screamin', Kim, you need to leave him

When I testified in court, couldn't think straight
Thinkin' 'bout the bitches I fought
Over you, nigga half the shit you bought
And fuck you, movin' is my last resort

You see nine outta ten niggaz, ain't shit
One outta five niggaz suck a dick
Ya mad at me, too bad she ain't as bad as me
Choulda kept the freak bitch off my canape

Now you see, ain't no pussy warm as mine
Long as mine, ain't no love as strong as this
When I sucked ya dick, it's like smokin' a roach
Uhh, I go from first class to coach

What do ya do when yo' bitch is untrue?
You cut that hooker off and find someone new
I need another bitch, another bitch in my life

What do ya do when your man is untrue?
Do you cut the sucker off and find someone new?
I need another man in my life

What do ya do when yo' bitch is untrue?
You cut that hooker off and find someone new
I need another bitch, another bitch in my life

What do ya do when your man is untrue?
Do you cut the sucker off and find someone new?
I need another man in my life

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Family Man - Lyrics - Hall &Amp; Oates

Title: Family Man
Artist: Hall &Amp; Oates
Composer(s): Rick Fenn, Mike Frye, Tim Cross, Mike Oldfield, Morris Pert, Maggie Reilly

Lyric:
She had sulky smile
She took her standard pose as she presented herself
She had sultry eyes
She made it perfectly plain that she was his for a price

But he said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
And my bark is much worse than my bite"
He said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
If you push me too far I just might"

She wore hurt surprise
As she rechecked her make-up to protect herself
Dropped her price and pride
She made it totally clear that she was his for a night

But he said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
And my bark is much worse than my bite"
He said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
If you push me too far I just might"

She gave him her look
It would have worked on any other man around
He looked her up and down
She knew he couldn't decide if he should hold his ground

But he said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
And my bark is much worse than my bite"
He said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
If you push me too far I just might"

She turned, tossed her head
Unlike her opening move, her final exit line
He waited much too long
But by the time he got his courage up she was gone

Then he screamed, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
And my bark is much worse than my bite"
He said, "leave me alone, I'm a family man
But if you push me too far, I just might"

He said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
And I don't think I want him tonight"
Then he said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
If you push me too far I just might"

He said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
And my bark is much worse than my bite"
He said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
If you push me too far I just might"

He said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
Don't leave me alone 'cause I got to go home please"
He said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man"

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Midnight Train To Georgia - Lyrics - 1200 Curfews - Indigo Girls

Title: Midnight Train To Georgia
Album: 1200 Curfews
Artist: Indigo Girls
Composer(s): Jim Weatherly

Lyric:
L.A. proved too much for the man
(Too much for the man)
(He couldn't make it)
So he's leaving the life
He's come to know

(He said he's going)
He said he's going back to find
(Going back to find)
What's left of his world
The world he left behind
Not so very long ago, oh yeah

He's leaving
(Leaving)
On that midnight train to Georgia, oh yeah
(Leaving on that midnight train)
Oo, y'all
Said, he's going back to find
(He's going back to find)
A simpler place and time
(And when he takes that ride)
Oh yes, he is
(Guess who's gonna be right by his side)

I'll be with him
(I know you will)
On that midnight train to Georgia
(Leaving on that midnight train to Georgia)
(Whoo whoo)
I'd rather live in his world
(Live in his world)
Than live without him in mine
(World, world)
(It's his, his and her's alone)

He kept dreaming
(Dreaming)
That one day he'd be a star
(A superstar but he didn't get far)
But he sure found out the hard way
That dreams don't always come true
(Dreams don't always come true)
Oh no

So he sold all his hopes
And he even sold his own car
And bought a one way ticket back
To the life that he once knew, oh yes, he did
He said he would

I know he's leaving
(Leaving)
On that midnight train to Georgia, oh yeah
(Leaving on that midnight train)
Oh y'all
Said, he's going back to find
(He's going back to find)
A simpler place and time
(And when he takes that ride)
Oh yes, he is
(Guess who's gonna be right by his side)

I've got to be with him
(I know you will)
On that midnight train to Georgia
(Leaving on that midnight train to Georgia)
(Whoo whoo)
I'd rather live in his world
(Live in his world)
Than live without him in mine
(World, world)
(It's his, his and her's alone)

He's leaving
(He's leaving)
On a midnight train to Georgia
(Leaving on a midnight train)
Oh yeah
He said, he's going back to find
(He's going back to find)
A simpler place and time
(And when he takes that ride)
(Guess who's gonna be right by his side)

I've got to be with him
(I know you will)
On that midnight train to Georgia
(Leaving on that midnight train to Georgia)
(Whoo whoo)
I'd rather live in his world
(Live in his world)
[Incomprehensible]
World, world
Is his, his and her's alone
World is his
His and her's alone

All aboard
One world
Her man, his girl

I've got to go
(All aboard)
I've got to go
(One world)
I've got to go
(Her man, his girl)

I've got to go
(All aboard)
I've got to go
(One world)
I've got to go right now
(Her man, his girl)

All aboard
One world
Her man, his girl

All aboard
One world
Her man, his girl

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

U Shoulda Told Me - Lyrics - Joe

Title: U Shoulda Told Me
Artist: Joe
Composer(s): Joe Lewis Thomas, Jolyon Skinner, Larry Campbell, Joshua Paul Thompson, Michele Williams

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Lyric:
You shoulda told me you had a man
Then I wouldn't waste my time
You shoulda told me you had a man

When you knew that I was big on you and no one else
Why'd you have to go and play yourself?
You shoulda told me you had a man, yeah, yeah

Steady 7 weeks of passion
Sexin' 6 nights a week
Left my body exhausted
And my knees feel so weak

Now you're acting mysterious
Girl you took the script
And I shoulda seen it coming
But it, it happened so quick

So I had all these plans of becoming your man
But you left me here standing
With only time on my hands

Girl, I want you but I don't understand
You shoulda told me you had a man
You shoulda told me you had a man

You shoulda told me you had a man
Then I wouldn't waste my time
You shoulda told me you had a man

When you knew that I was big on you and no one else
Why'd you have to go and play yourself?
You shoulda told me you had a man, yeah, yeah

I would never believe it
But I, I seen it myself
Peepin' through steamy windows
Goin' down on someone else

Girl you're too much for one man
But you're not enough for two
You shoulda, you shoulda been
Straight with me before I hooked up with you

So I had all these plans of becoming your man
But you left me here standing
With only time on my hands

Girl, I want you but I don't understand
You shoulda told me you had a man
You shoulda told me you had a man

You shoulda told me you had a man
Then I wouldn't waste my time
You shoulda told me you had a man

When you knew that I was big on you and no one else
Why'd you have to go and play yourself?
You shoulda told me you had a man, yeah, yeah

You shoulda told me you had a man
You shoulda told me you had a man
You shoulda told me you had a man
You shoulda told me you had a man

You shoulda told me you had a man
You shoulda told me you had a man
You shoulda told me you had a man
You shoulda told me you had a man

You shoulda told me you had a man
Then I wouldn't waste my time
You shoulda told me you had a man

When you knew that I was big on you and no one else
Why'd you have to go and play yourself?
You shoulda told me you had a man, yeah, yeah

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Friday, August 13, 2010

It'S A Man'S World - Lyrics - AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted - Ice Cube

Title: It'S A Man'S World
Album: AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted
Artist: Ice Cube
Composer(s): James Brown, O'Shea Jackson, Anthony Wheaton

Lyric:
Women, they're good for nothing, no, maybe one thing
To serve, needs to my ding-a-ling
I'm a man who loves the one night stand
'Cause after I do ya, I never knew ya

'Cause to kick it, man, it gives me the fits
They wanna lay with they nose under your armpits
Ice Cube won't wait so give it up, cow
After we do it, you can go home, now
I'm a brother with a big long

First of all, let me tell you my name, it's Yo-Yo
When down on a girl first, the fist and that's a no-no
Yo-Yo thinks the kitchen sink should be thrown in
Niggas be scheming and fiending to stick the bone in

No, Yo-Yo's not a hoe or a whore
And if that's what you're here for
Exit through the door, there's more
To see of me but you're blind so
Women like me are fading brothers in the 9-0

Ay, what up buttercupper Miss Yo-Yo?
I know you like to rap and like to flow so
But when it comes to hip-hop, this is a man's world
Stay down and play the playground, you little girl

What you're saying? I don't consider it as rapping
'Cause you're on rewind and I'm the new what's happening
It never fails, I'll always get respect
And you lose so take a rain check

Hell no, 'cause you know that I'm first and you're second
If it wasn't for me, you probably be pregnant
And barefoot complaining that your back is aching
Shaking and faking, while I'm bringing home the bacon

Well, you're mistaken, it's not going that far
I make brothers like you, play the back yard
You used to flow with the title but I took it
Bring home the bacon but find another hoe to cook it

Damn it, look it, 'cause you're talking a lot of bull
Well, I'm not your puppet so don't even try to pull
This is a man's world, thank you very much
But it wouldn't be a damn thing without a woman's touch

This is a man's world
This is a man's world
This is a man's world
This is a man's world

Miss Yo-Yo so what gives?
I hear females always talkin' about women's lib
Well, get your own crib and stay there
Instead of having more babies for the welfare

'Cause if you don't, I'll label you a Gold Digger
The name is Ice Cube, you know that I ain't the nigga
For you to look at when your hair get nappy
So take a piece of the pole and be happy

Hell no, because to me you're not a thriller
You come in the room with your three inch killer
Thinking you can do damage to my backbone
Leave your child in the yard until it's full grown

I'ma put it like this, my man
Without us your hand would be your best friend
So give us credit like you know you should
If I don't look good, you don't look good

I doubt it, baby, 'cause we're still most dominant
But you don't know how funky that I can get
This is a man's world, thank you very much
But it wouldn't be a damn thing without a woman's touch

This is a man's world
This is a man's world
This is a man's world

This is a man's world
This is a man's world
This is a man's world

Man, women, I put a lot of fear in 'em
'Cause I had it up to here with 'em, drink a beer with 'em
No way, 'cause I can only deal with 'em about an hour every day
Yeah, if you know what I mean, baby

Well, I guess, now that I think about it, I think maybe
If you was more of a man instead of faking it
Women deserve the credit when they're making it
Yeah so what's the problem?

Well, I think we solved it
I know, they know the best male from who's doggin' it
Yeah, I admit you can flow, well, that's true
But you see, I'm a pro with the banks too

Yeah, I can see you got it good, oh, that I know
But you see you're not better than Yo-Yo
The brand new intelligent black lady
You're kinda dope but you still can't fade me

So what up then? Girl, what you tryin' to do?
To prove a black woman like me can bring the funk through
This is a man's world, thank you very much
But it wouldn't be a damn thing without a woman's touch or a big butt

This is a man's world
This is a man's world
This is a man's world
This is a man's world

This is a man's world
This is a man's world
This is a man's world
This is a man's world

This is a man's world
This is a man's world
This is a man's world
This is a man's world

This is a man's world
This is a man's world
This is a man's world
This is a man's world

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Yours &Amp; Mine - Lyrics - Instructions - Jermaine Dupri

Title: Yours &Amp; Mine
Album: Instructions
Artist: Jermaine Dupri
Composer(s): Brian Casey, Jermaine Dupri, Kaseem Dean, Brandon Casey

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Lyric:
JE y'all, eh, JD y'all
That's me, Swiss Beats c'mon

The world is yours and mine, break this up, none of that stuff
The world is yours and mine, yeah, work to hard, way too much
The world is yours and mine, whatever you want, can't stop us
The world is yours and mine, me and you, the world is yours and mine

I remember when we first hooked up, we were only 17
Cut off shirts and jeans was your only way seen
What I had didn't matter, it was all about us
All day on the phone and the stuff we discussed

I used to come over when your mom was gone
We didn't know what we were doin' but we got our freak on
One thing led to another, I introduced you
To my mother like "Ma, this my girl"

That was when it started gettin' real, feeling kept, getting caught
Gifts started being bought and everybody knew the deal
We used to hang out, kiss, argue and all that
Hang up the phone and call right back

I got to know you like the back of my hand
And, you got to show me how a girl love a man
And we took a small thing to a new land
And when I said, I loved you I wanted you to understand, it's real

The world is yours and mine, break this up, none of that stuff
The world is yours and mine, yeah, work to hard, way too much
The world is yours and mine, whatever you want, can't stop us
The world is yours and mine, me and you, the world is yours and mine

The only thing we got, everyone said that you were goin' to change
But when 2-1 came, you were still in the game
'92's new version of Bonny and Clyde
No matter what it was we were side-by-side

You know the type you see getting it in a photo booth
Matching shirts, flea market, photo shoots
Everything I saw cute, shit, you had to have it
What's the fly life if a nigga can't share it?

Every new dollar made I put it on you
Everything around your collar, braid, put it on you
At car dealership, shit, nigga bought two
And when I went away I got yo name tattoo

Hey yo, I'm trying to put the Bling Bling on yo hand
'Cause ah, you showed me how a girl love a man
And, ah, we took a small thing to a new land
When I said, I loved you I wanted you to understand, it's real

The world is yours and mine, break this up, none of that stuff
The world is yours and mine, yeah, work to hard, way too much
The world is yours and mine, whatever you want, can't stop us
The world is yours and mine, me and you, the world is yours and mine
Yo, all of my nigga's that know what I'm saying
Look yo girl and in the eyes and say

Girl you're so off the chain
You took the freighter straight out the game
Now I know what a good thing feels like
I know, I gotta have you in my life

Got me feeling messed up inside
You make a nigga just wanna do right
Me and you is like Dre and Snoop Dogg
As long as we together, we can have it all

Ha, you know what I'm talkin' about
When you love a man, sing to him, man
It ain't shit, man
Know what I'm sayin', ball on

Now ride it out

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Monday, August 16, 2010

Stand By Your Man - Lyrics - 14 Shots To The Dome - Ll Cool J

Title: Stand By Your Man
Album: 14 Shots To The Dome
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Melisa Joyce Morgan, Marlon Williams, Bobby F. Ervin, Marlon Lu'Ree Williams, Lesette Wilson, Lesette Denise Wilson, Melis'A Morgan, Todd Smith, B Ervin, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
Yeah, this one goes out to all the ladies in the house

I need two to stand by me when the chips are down
And stick around while I defend my crown
And no sell-out, the trip is too rough
And I'll blow your skin to sofa, leave your mind to be tough

And I may seem rough but life is much rougher
To see success sometimes you gotta suffer
I need a woman that's stronger than material needs
And isn't motivated by greed

Dry my tear-drops and feelin' my pain
And watchin' my back while I strive to maintain
And makin' love like a medicine doctor
I knew that she was bad from the day that I clocked her

Stand by your man, stand by your man
(You got to stand by your baby)
Stand by your man, stand by your man
(You got to stand by your man)

My enemies come and my break-bread's tough
But you recognize game from your eyes and walkin'
Baby, ain't no way I'll let the vultures attack you
So I'll teach you the game and tell you how to react to

The conversation, sexy vibration
Visual stimulation, slick persuasion
Times is hard, I need a woman that rolls with God
And the only man she loves is Todd

But will you be around when the raindrops fallin'
Or could it be you never loved me at all?
And I need a trooper, a soldier, a agent
I need someone who can roll with my arrangement

The reap reducer factor
And the Queen of the Universe, not a actor
And standin' by her man till the end
Not only as a lover but a friend

Stand by your man, stand by your man
(You got to stand by your baby)
Stand by your man, stand by your man
(You got to stand by your man)

Men, will things get better?
We can look back at the whole operators
Remember the times when they said I couldn't do it
But I was rougher than rough and baby you knew it

And you held back when your loved jobs called in
You had faith when they said that I'd fallin'
You understood that what we had was good
You stood by your man like a real queen should

That's why now I got you livin' your dream
As a beautiful wisdom, a part of my team
And as long as I live on this earth
Anything you want is what your loyalty's worth

Stand by your man, stand by your man
(You got to stand by your baby)
Stand by your man, stand by your man
(I wanna send this one out to all the ladies in the house)
(You got to stand by your man)

Stand by your man, stand by your man
(You got to stand by your baby)
Stand by your man, stand by your man
(You got to stand by your man)

You got to stand by your baby
You got to stand by your man
Stand by your man, stand by your man
(You got to stand by your baby)

Stand by your man, stand by your man
(You got to stand by your man)
Stand by your man, stand by your man
(You got to stand by your baby)

You got to stand by your man
You got to stand by your baby
Stand by your man, stand by your man
(You got to stand by your man)

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Life Is..Too Short - Lyrics - Life Is... Too Short - Too $Hort

Title: Life Is..Too Short
Album: Life Is... Too Short
Artist: Too $Hort
Composer(s): Roger Ball, Malcolm Duncan, Stephen Ferrone, Alan Gorrie, Owen Mcintyre, Todd Shaw, Hamish Stuart

Lyric:
I remember how it all began
I used to sing dirty raps to my East side fans
Back then I knew you couldn't stop this rap
No M.C. could rock like that

Then the new style came, the bass got deeper
You gave up the mike and bought you a beeper
Do you wanna rap or sell Coke?
Brothers like you ain't never been broke

People wanna say it's just my time
Brothers like me had to work for mine
Eight years on the mike and I'm not jokin'
Sir Too Short comin' straight from Oakland

California, home of the rock
Eight woofers in the trunk, beatin' down the block
Short Dog, I'm that rappin' man
I said it before and I 'll say it again

Life is too short, too short
Life is too short, too short

Life is to some people is unbearable
Committin' suicide and that's terrible
Was it much too much or nothing' big?
If you live my life, you'd be fightin' to live

Life is to me my main asset
I be doin' all right and keep it just like that
Chill out at the house and pump that bass
I'm tryin' to get rich as I rock the place

Everybody's got that same old dream
To have big money and fancy things
Drive a brand new Benz, keep your bank right here
Never hear me stutter once 'cause I talk real clear

It's on you, homeboy, watcha gonna do?
You can take my advice and start workin', fool
Or you can close your ears and run your mouth
And one day, homeboy, you soon find out

Life is too short, too short
Life is too short, too short

Life is too short, would you agree?
While I'm livin' my life, don't mess with me
It's been a long time, baby, since I first got down
But I still keep makin' these funky sounds

'Cause I don't stop rappin', that's my theme
I make a lot of money, do you know what I mean?
Like this, complicated you must stay up
You asked a simple question boy, don't say, "What?"

You only live once and you callin' it hell
Policeman tryin' to take you to jail
You could give a man time but you don't know
In a matter of time, I'll be runnin' the show

Now another young buck wants to be on top
Makin' big money, slangin' hop
The task force tryin' to peel your cap
Turn around, homeboy, you better watch your back

Life is too short
Life is

You can take back all the things you give
But you can't take back the days you live
Life is to some people who've been on earth
Livin' every single day for what it's worth

I live my life just how I please
Satisfy one person I know, that's me
Work hard for the things I achieve in life
And never rap fake when I'm on the mike

'Cause if a dream is all you got, homeboy
You gotta turn that dream into the real McCoy
No time to waste, just get on that case
You can't be down 'cause you need to taste

A good life livin' like a king on a throne
Gettin' everything you want and tryin' to have all your own
So life, don't be stupid though
'Cause when you waste it, you'll know

Life is, life is
All right, that's it

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Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Back Where I Belong - Lyrics - G.O.A.T. (Greatest Of All Time) - Ll Cool J

Title: Back Where I Belong
Album: G.O.A.T. (Greatest Of All Time)
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Vada Nobles, Mark Wiggins, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
Yo, yeah yeah, alight after this particular practice run
I'ma practice both verses, after this, I want you to find a spot
That's close to when the beat drops to the rewind point
For the locate point
You ain't gotta be on that all night, this the soundtrack
Yo, yeah, check it
Okay, alright, huh okay

The other night I was up at farmers, politician wit some bloods
They told me, "Yo L, in the streets you ain't gettin' no love
And ever since the X's and the jiggas came out
My niggas ain't tryin' to the hear that smooth shit you talk about
What's up wit that cat Canibus, some played you out
Why you didn't answer back correctly, fuck was that about?"
As I sip on some henny, and try to explain some things
About the life of a legend, and all the drama it brings

Been gone a long time, had a lot of shit on my mind
I decided I don't want to reach my goal if it means losing my shine
Streets is hip-hop and I'm hip-hop, so the streets is mine
Ballin' as long as you been livin', that's a long time
Hard to stay hungry when your pockets are so fat
You hit a hot one in every city on the map
And niggas keep sleepin' and you keep coming back
You know better than the gat, but niggas still wanna clap

It feels so good to be back where I belong
The streets is where I belong
They had me locked down much too long
Hey hey
It feels so good to be back where I belong
The streets is where I belong
They had me locked down much too long
Hey

Some say, "L that's cool, but see times have changed"
Niggas got red bandannas, and the grill in the range
That gold shit is dead, niggas rock platinum chains
Trade O.E. for Henny, Colt 45 for champagne
Hustling niggas found they way into the game
Extorting all these so called ballers wit big names
And you gotta have a squad, 'cuz running from def ain't safe
I know you living good, but ain't no smile up on our face

I'm like a villain, I'm representing on my lyrics
And force feed the world, even if they don't want to hear it
As far as Canibus go, my man is hittin' his ex-broad
I'm getting head from his new piece while 20 gang-bangers applaud
You came up with that bullshit, some heads sucked it up
Then you dropped that garbage album and totally fucked it up
I coulda told ya I knew your moms from the after-hours spot
When I used to be up in Canada with the dreads on a black block

Before you dick rode lost boyz for a ticket our to Jersey
But being the man I am, I tried to show ya mercy
I coulda told the world the way ya label hates your guts
And how me and Wyclef, got together to set you up
And how he gave me half your budget, don't believe me look it up
Ya A and R promotion niggas, they helped me hook it up
I hate to be responsible, for destroying your career
A one-hit wonder, huh no wonder you disappeared

I coulda told the world, you get your lyrics from the Internet
Then spit 'em word for word like you really a rap vet
How you take metaphors from books and put 'em in your rhyme
And how you really from Canada and you been frontin' all this time
I heard your second album, that shit is garbage too
LL Cool J and I did this to you
On that note he said, "Yo L, you the man"
I said, "Peace, one love and drove off in the Lex Land"

It feels so good to be back where I belong
(Yeah nigga, the jig is up nigga, huh ha, you know what I'm sayin')
The streets is where I belong
(All that bullshit you was talking)
They had me locked down much too long
(Don't mean shit, you finish now)
Hey hey
It feels so good to be back where I belong
(I'm still the man nigga )
(The vanguard award is in my motherfuckin' living room)
The streets is where I belong
(You know what I mean? Come get that shit, fuck)
They had me locked down much too long
(What)
Hey

Mic still on my arm nigga, word up
Both arms, I'ma get another one nigga
You know what I'm sayin'
This LL you know how I get down
You should of known, when you did it
He probably did it to get some fame
But is this really what you want?
Ha ha ha

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Stan - Lyrics - Dido

Title: Stan
Artist: Dido
Composer(s): Dido Armstrong, Paul Herman, Marshall Mathers

Lyric:
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I?
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I?
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager
And my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn
You must not have got 'em
It probably was a problem
At the post office or somethin'

Sometimes I scribble addresses
Too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways fuck it
What's been up man, how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too
I'm out to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call her?
I'm a name her Bonnie

I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch
Who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday
But I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with scam

I got a room full of your posters
And your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too
That shit was fat
Anyways I hope you get this, man
Hit me back just to chat
Truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan

My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I?
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote
I hope you have the chance, I ain't mad
I just think it's fucked up, you don't answer fans
If you didn't want to talk to me
Outside the concert you didn't have to
But you could've signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man

He's only 6 years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you
For 4 hours and you just said "No"
That's pretty shitty man
You're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man
He likes you more than I do

I ain't that mad though I just don't like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver
You said if I write to you, you would write back
See I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither
He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her

I can relate to what you're sayin' in your songs
So when I have a shitty day
I drift away and put 'em on
Cause I don't really got shit else
So that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo
With your name across the chest

Sometimes I even cut myself
To see how much it bleeds?
It's like Adrenaline
The pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real
And I respect you 'cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous
'Cause I talk about you 24/7

But she don't know you like
I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like?
For people like us growing up
You've gotta call me man
I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan
P.S. We should be together too

My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I?
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

Dear Mister, I'm too good to call or write my fans
This'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word
I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters
I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect

So this is my cassette I'm sending you
I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now
I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drink a fifth of vodka
Ya dare me to drive?

You know this song by Phil Collins
'From the air in the night'
About that guy who could have saved
That other guy from drowning?
But didn't, then Phil saw it all
Then at his show he found him

That's kinda how this is
You could have rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late
I'm on a thousand downers, now I'm drowsy

And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know
I ripped all your pictures off the wall
I loved you Slim, we could have been together
Think about it, you ruined it now

I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep
And you scream about it
I hope your conscious eats at you
And you can't breathe without me

See Slim, "Shut up bitch!
I'm trying to talk"
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat I just tied her up
See I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more
And then she'll die too

Well gotta go
I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit! I forgot!
How am I supposed to send this shit out?

My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I?
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner
But I've just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now
How far along is she?
Look I'm really flattered
You would call your daughter that
And here's an autograph for your brother
I wrote it on your starter cap

I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show
I must have missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally
Just to diss you
And what's this shit you said about
You like to cut your wrist too?
I say that shit just clownin' dawg
C'mon, how fucked up is you?

You got some issues Stan
I think you need some counselin''
To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls
When you get down some
And what's this shit about us
Meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us
To meet each other

I really think you and your girlfriend
Need each other
Or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter
I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself
I think that you'll be doin' just fine
If you'd relax a little

I'm glad I inspire you
But Stan, why are you so mad?
Try to understand
That I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news
A couple weeks ago that made me sick

Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk
And she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they found a tape
But it didn't say who it was to?
Come to think about it
His name was, it was you! Damn!

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Stan - Lyrics - The Marshall Mathers LP - Eminem

Title: Stan
Album: The Marshall Mathers LP
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Dido Armstrong, Paul Herman, Marshall Mathers

Lyric:
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I?
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I?
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager
And my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn
You must not have got 'em
It probably was a problem
At the post office or somethin'

Sometimes I scribble addresses
Too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways fuck it
What's been up man, how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too
I'm out to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call her?
I'm a name her Bonnie

I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch
Who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday
But I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with scam

I got a room full of your posters
And your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too
That shit was fat
Anyways I hope you get this, man
Hit me back just to chat
Truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan

My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I?
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote
I hope you have the chance, I ain't mad
I just think it's fucked up, you don't answer fans
If you didn't want to talk to me
Outside the concert you didn't have to
But you could've signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man

He's only 6 years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you
For 4 hours and you just said "No"
That's pretty shitty man
You're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man
He likes you more than I do

I ain't that mad though I just don't like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver
You said if I write to you, you would write back
See I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither
He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her

I can relate to what you're sayin' in your songs
So when I have a shitty day
I drift away and put 'em on
Cause I don't really got shit else
So that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo
With your name across the chest

Sometimes I even cut myself
To see how much it bleeds?
It's like Adrenaline
The pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real
And I respect you 'cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous
'Cause I talk about you 24/7

But she don't know you like
I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like?
For people like us growing up
You've gotta call me man
I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan
P.S. We should be together too

My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I?
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

Dear Mister, I'm too good to call or write my fans
This'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word
I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters
I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect

So this is my cassette I'm sending you
I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now
I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drink a fifth of vodka
Ya dare me to drive?

You know this song by Phil Collins
'From the air in the night'
About that guy who could have saved
That other guy from drowning?
But didn't, then Phil saw it all
Then at his show he found him

That's kinda how this is
You could have rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late
I'm on a thousand downers, now I'm drowsy

And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know
I ripped all your pictures off the wall
I loved you Slim, we could have been together
Think about it, you ruined it now

I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep
And you scream about it
I hope your conscious eats at you
And you can't breathe without me

See Slim, "Shut up bitch!
I'm trying to talk"
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat I just tied her up
See I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more
And then she'll die too

Well gotta go
I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit! I forgot!
How am I supposed to send this shit out?

My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I?
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner
But I've just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now
How far along is she?
Look I'm really flattered
You would call your daughter that
And here's an autograph for your brother
I wrote it on your starter cap

I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show
I must have missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally
Just to diss you
And what's this shit you said about
You like to cut your wrist too?
I say that shit just clownin' dawg
C'mon, how fucked up is you?

You got some issues Stan
I think you need some counselin''
To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls
When you get down some
And what's this shit about us
Meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us
To meet each other

I really think you and your girlfriend
Need each other
Or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter
I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself
I think that you'll be doin' just fine
If you'd relax a little

I'm glad I inspire you
But Stan, why are you so mad?
Try to understand
That I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news
A couple weeks ago that made me sick

Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk
And she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they found a tape
But it didn't say who it was to?
Come to think about it
His name was, it was you! Damn!

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Life Is Too $Hort - Lyrics - Too $Hort

Title: Life Is Too $Hort
Artist: Too $Hort
Composer(s): Roger Ball, Malcolm Duncan, Stephen Ferrone, Alan Gorrie, Owen Mcintyre, Todd Shaw, Hamish Stuart

Lyric:
I remember how it all began
I used to sing dirty raps to my East side fans
Back then I knew you couldn't stop this rap
No M.C. could rock like that

Then the new style came, the bass got deeper
You gave up the mike and bought you a beeper
Do you wanna rap or sell Coke?
Brothers like you ain't never been broke

People wanna say it's just my time
Brothers like me had to work for mine
Eight years on the mike and I'm not jokin'
Sir Too Short comin' straight from Oakland

California, home of the rock
Eight woofers in the trunk, beatin' down the block
Short Dog, I'm that rappin' man
I said it before and I 'll say it again

Life is too short, too short
Life is too short, too short

Life is to some people is unbearable
Committin' suicide and that's terrible
Was it much too much or nothing' big?
If you live my life, you'd be fightin' to live

Life is to me my main asset
I be doin' all right and keep it just like that
Chill out at the house and pump that bass
I'm tryin' to get rich as I rock the place

Everybody's got that same old dream
To have big money and fancy things
Drive a brand new Benz, keep your bank right here
Never hear me stutter once 'cause I talk real clear

It's on you, homeboy, watcha gonna do?
You can take my advice and start workin', fool
Or you can close your ears and run your mouth
And one day, homeboy, you soon find out

Life is too short, too short
Life is too short, too short

Life is too short, would you agree?
While I'm livin' my life, don't mess with me
It's been a long time, baby, since I first got down
But I still keep makin' these funky sounds

'Cause I don't stop rappin', that's my theme
I make a lot of money, do you know what I mean?
Like this, complicated you must stay up
You asked a simple question boy, don't say, "What?"

You only live once and you callin' it hell
Policeman tryin' to take you to jail
You could give a man time but you don't know
In a matter of time, I'll be runnin' the show

Now another young buck wants to be on top
Makin' big money, slangin' hop
The task force tryin' to peel your cap
Turn around, homeboy, you better watch your back

Life is too short
Life is

You can take back all the things you give
But you can't take back the days you live
Life is to some people who've been on earth
Livin' every single day for what it's worth

I live my life just how I please
Satisfy one person I know, that's me
Work hard for the things I achieve in life
And never rap fake when I'm on the mike

'Cause if a dream is all you got, homeboy
You gotta turn that dream into the real McCoy
No time to waste, just get on that case
You can't be down 'cause you need to taste

A good life livin' like a king on a throne
Gettin' everything you want and tryin' to have all your own
So life, don't be stupid though
'Cause when you waste it, you'll know

Life is, life is
All right, that's it

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