No Love 4 Me - Lyrics - Dmx

Title: No Love 4 Me
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): Mel Smalls, Earl Simmons, Kasseem Dean

Lyric:
Keep yo' hands in the air, 'cause we gon' take you there
And I know it ain't fair, but we just don't care.
Uh huh, uh, what

Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs, is gon' be a thug for me

Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs, is gon' be a thug for me

Uhh, uhh
If I'm gonna rob, I'ma rob all night
If I'm lookin for somethin' it's probably a fight
If I'm goin' fuck bitches then they better be tight
If that's dead, then the head better be right
If I gots to play I'ma play 'til I win
Since I gots to be here can't wait to begin
Wanna fuck shorty can't stand shorty friend
'Cause honey friend fuck many many men

Stay wit the rats cause the rats is real
Wanna fuck, then we fuck, already know the deal
Shit, fuck what you look like, just show the real
And I keep spot that we can go to chill
I love my, get down for the hoes
Only reason I come around is for the hoes
Pipework, I lay it down for the hoes
Hit 'em off with that dark brown, you know?

Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs, is gon' be a thug for me

Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs, is gon' be a thug for me

Y'know fuckin' wit me, ain't keepin' your health right
'Cause me and my rolls, we keep it jail tight
The shit I pack is heavy, but the shell is light
When they drop the same time, you drop without a fight
Burnin' anything that I'm puttin' my name on
You might take a 'drag', but you can't flame on
I know y'all niggaz to homey, wit a chain on
When it come to the fire I'm the kid they blame it on

When you see like eight cars then y'all know who we are
Niggaz spittin' mean bars off the green jar
Never drunk but you see me leaned at the bar
Spittin' fire that'll melt the ice on your arm
You'd had that but for now dog give me that
'Cause dog you don't wanna see how my semi act
Fake hustlin' niggaz you'll pump any pack
When it come to this shit, I done laid plenty flat

Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs, is gon' be a thug for me

Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs, is gon' be a thug for me

Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear
Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear
Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear
Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear

Uhh, uhh
What you niggaz want? 'Cause I got it right here
Y'all niggaz front, then I hit you right there
Not really impressed by what niggaz wear
Faggots talk shit but I really don't care
I'm the type of nigga that'll die for the cause
Fuck what you heard, I will die for my dogs
Ain't scared of shit, will ride in the fog
Same thing but a bigger size than yours

I fuck with drag on, 'cause he spits the flame
Drag on motherfucker don't forget the name
And we all takin' over ain't shit the same
If you ain't out that mob nigga quit the game

And ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no other cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no other cats gon' shed blood wit me
But my dogs, is gon' be a thug wit me, c'mon

Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs, is gon' be a thug for me

Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs, is gon' be a thug for me

Do you hear what I tell you? understand what you hear
Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear
Do you hear what I tell you? understand what you hear
Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear

Uh huh, uh, uh, drag on
My man
Swizz beatz
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, Double R, uh

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4 Ever 2 Gether - Lyrics - Abc

Title: 4 Ever 2 Gether
Artist: Abc
Composer(s): Martin Fry, David Palmer, Anne Dudley, Steven Singleton, Mark White

Lyric:
Speak no evil
Speak no evil

You can?t tell me
How to run my life
You can?t tell me
Drugs you?re using

You?re talking loud
And saying nothing
Walking proud
And going nowhere fast
You know

If you could tell me
How to find belief
If you told me
I?d believe you

Speak no evil
Hear no evil
See no evil
I?ll close my eyes
You know, love grows

4 ever 2 gether, 4 years 2 come
4 love 2 strong, 4 us 2 part
4 ever 2 gether, 4 years 2 come
4 love 2 strong, 4 us 2 part

I stuck a marriage proposal
In the waste disposal
If that?s the trash aesthetic
I?d suggest that we forget it

Your twelve disciples
Might kiss and tell
But you can tell me
Much more than they can
Right now

A mathematical equation
Won?t describe my liaison
The stars in the sky
Might try persuading

But you can tell me
I won?t hear you
You can?t tell me
I gave up the listening years ago

4 ever 2 gether, 4 years 2 come
4 love 2 strong, 4 us 2 part
4 ever 2 gether, 4 years 2 come
4 love 2 strong, 4 us 2 part

So you?re broken heart
Here, take it to the mender
I got something
On the agenda

Speak no
Speak no
Speak no evil

4 ever 2 gether, 4 years 2 come
4 love 2 strong, 4 us 2 part
4 when 2 hearts, but strong and sweet
1 promise, I can never meet

Forgive and forget, 4 goodness sake
4 love this strong, might make or break
4 ever 2 gether, 4 years 2 come
4 love 2 strong, 4 us 2 part

Two?s a party, three?s a crowd
I?m surprised what get?s allowed
Three coins inside the fountain
You saw Mohammed move the mountain

Speak no evil, speak no evil
Speak no evil, speak no evil
Your sincerely, have nearly
Your spiritfully, well eventually
Speak no evil, speak no evil

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No - Lyrics - Ali

Title: No
Artist: Ali
Composer(s): Murphy Lee, Nelly Jason Epperson, Ali Jones, Kyjua

Lyric:
Yo, all the fans we love y'all
We gon' make one fo' the haters like fuck that

Old school nine eight can you see the Camilion
Below in the celing wood with wheel on
With a flyin' bitch some old gangsta shit
Flat screen DVD's smoking stank and shit

Ain't dat shit Sunday bull tank and shit
Top down air forces white tank and shit
Ain't nothing soft on boy stop thankin' it
I got a trophy at the playa ball banquet

This bank I get style we all that
To the back we all that to the back
Red or blue new wall cap
Pause that bull shit you talking bout
Before the people start walkin out

If you please we succeed regardless
Shine the hardest and I'll sign an artist
Longevity like the Beegee's
Please be aware we don't care, do you like us?

No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said

No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said no

1993 creation for steps of born leezys
Wrote rhymes in class, bored by teachers
Church only on easter, ignore the preacher
Do the grown up at school right under the bleachers

A wild little bity doin' lunatic rules
To this day they be like lunatic rules
I'm hangin' wit the dudes that done it, don't even stunt it
You cats stay in the back doin' too much frontin'

See you hate us like to take risk son of a bitch
I really disc jockeys at home jockin' my disc
I'm gon' pretend y'all ain't heard that shit
School boy 5'9 receive the hairlines and halfway rich

I'm gon' run niggas out of town
Naw fuck y'all hate us I'm gon chill 'til they run out of crown
Royal, blue jack right at the door
Ay yo I'm Murphy Lee can I park my car?

No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said

No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said no

Swervin', excursion limited fo 12's
Fo' amps don't know what my limit is
I've been packin' 22's like emmitt did
I've been po' before know what a limit is

New engine new paint ain't them D's spinnin'
Love rims, love lakers, who I love winnin', love women
Spinnin', grindin' since the beggin' no mo' limits
Drom tops cuttys on 4's

No love fo hoes change them like clothes
Hit 'em like switches then I pass them on
We all know dats how the game should go
We all know most of us love the same hoes

Like Carla the preachers daughter fucked wit the barber
Over there on the other side of college encarta
For starters I know both y'all smash
I didn't get no ass so I had to ask, she said

No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said

No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said no

I'm feelin' frost bit oh shit is he in town?
Check the paper weather say temperature goin' down
Yep that's him he come to make his rounds
Tell him how it feel ten mill skin found

Beta not continue I can show you how
Frank Mill aww he done flood it wit rounds
Don't know what to call me I can think of some nouns
Mr. Hoe Hopper, trick knocker, free city

My G's getting depp like P. Diddy
I'm feelin' like B round looking for my whitney
Heel I'd take a cidney if the stash is right
Cocked fo legged and her pants is tight

It ain't got to be fo eva it can be fo tonight
First class flight to Nellyville
So how it feel doin' sit ups on the virgin rug
Drinkin' criss out a mug, part boughee, part thug, call me bug okay?

No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said

No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said no

Uh oh, north side one time let me here ya, uh oh
South side one time let me here ya, uh oh
East side on time let me here ya, uh oh
West side on time let me here ya, uh oh

What, that's why man yo breath smell like shit
If yo momma breath smelled like that nigga
She libel to kill some motherfucker
Man if yo momma's eyebrows look the way yo's do
It look like a caterpillar layin' on her fo'head
Nigga yo momma snort anthrax and she still mobbin'

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15 Minutes - Lyrics - Marc Nelson

Title: 15 Minutes
Artist: Marc Nelson
Composer(s): Tyve Turner, Red Zone Sam Salter, Thabiso Nkhereanye, N Turman, Marc Nelson, Oshea Hunter

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Lyric:
Damn
What time is it?
Aw, snap, I gotta go to work
Hold up a minute

All I got is 15 minutes and I wanna get up in it
Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off
Ain't got no time for love, just come and give me some
Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off

7:45 on the dot
Guess, I'm late for work but I'm feeling kinda hot
I see you downstairs pouring juice
Flippin' my eggs, but I wanna flip you because you're

Standing right there in your negligee
Thinking should I hit it but damn, I'm late
Maybe a quickie would make my day
It'll make my day, it'll make my day, oh oh

All I got is 15 minutes and I wanna get up in it
Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off
Ain't got no time for love, just come and give me some
Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off

All I got is 15 minutes and I wanna get up in it
Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off
Ain't got no time for love, just come and give me some
Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off

I think I wanna hit it again
Call my boss and tell him, I won't be in
I bet he's gonna wanna know why
And I just can't tell him no lies, now

She's laying right here in her negligee
Right now, I don't care, just cut my pay
You'd do the same if you were in my place
If you were in my place with that booty up in ya face

All I got is 15 minutes and I wanna get up in it
Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off
Ain't got no time for love, just come and give me some
Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off

All I got is 15 minutes and I wanna get up in it
Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off
Ain't got no time for love, just come and give me some
Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off

First two minutes, girl, we're gonna take our time
Break it down, hit ya from behind
Next three minutes, oh, we're gonna get on the floor
Say my name and make me want some more

5, 4, 3, 2, 1, turning on the side
Hurry up, scream it out, let it go, girl
And when you arrive, our time is up
So scream much louder, ohh

All I got is 15 minutes and I wanna get up in it
Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off
Ain't got no time for love, just come and give me some
Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off

All I got is 15 minutes and I wanna get up in it
Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off
Ain't got no time for love, just come and give me some
Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off

All I got is 15 minutes and I wanna get up in it
Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off
Ain't got no time for love, just come and give me some
Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off
...

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Down 4 U - Lyrics - Ashanti

Title: Down 4 U
Artist: Ashanti
Composer(s): Irving Lorenzo, S Aurelius, Jeffrey B Atkins, Andre Parker, Ashanti S Douglas, Roger Troutman, Tiffany Lane Jarmon, L Rayner, Larry Troutman

Lyric:
New Ja Rule, Vita, Charlie Baltimore, Ashanti
Fat Joe, All Murder Inc
Irv Gotti, Chris, TNT
What

I wanna be your chick
I wanna be down 4 u
Do ya trust me? Yeah
Love me? Yeah

You're puttin' it on me ya must be
Ya down ass chick
I wanna be your chick
(It ain't only for the Rule baby)

I ride 4 u, die 4 u
Do anything ya want me to
I be ya down ass chick

This chick, no intentions of bein' offensive
The women by callin' ya'll bitches
My down ass bitches
Still my queen bitch's cut look clean

On ya finger, next to the finger, ya flipped at me
And this no in between me and you
Only me and you
Who else gon' put it on me like the Rule

God only looks after children and foo's
And you not so who gon' look after you
It's Rule baby

True baby, it's only for you baby
Vita thighs only divide if you beside
'Cause I love the way you touch me
Nobody can get it

And if it's comin' and gunnin'
Just come in it and spit it
So when ya gone for a minute
I just fantasize like if it's you, it's all in it

Then I'm satisfied 'til' you come back to me
Holdin' stack and jewels
V I T A and my nigga Ja Rule, baby

I wanna be your chick
I wanna be down 4 u
Do ya trust me? Yeah
Love me? Yeah

You're puttin' it on me ya must be
Ya down ass chick
I wanna be your chick
(It ain't only for the Rule baby)

I ride 4 u, die 4 u
Do anything ya want me to
I be ya down ass chick

I'm gonna be here when ya need
Rule, baby can always count on me
No, you don't ever have to worry
You know I'll make it in a hurry

I'm here for ya and I won't never leave tears for ya
'Cause boy ya got to me
There will never be another for me
You'll always be my one and only

Baby girl, would ya bust ya gun with me?
(Yeah, yeah)
Lie to the feds to come get me?
(Yeah, yeah)

And if I died, kill for me?
(Yeah, yeah)
Are you trustin' me?
(Yeah, yeah)

Are you lovin' me?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, let's get it grinnin'
Like we asked for the Simpsons or Ike and Anna Mehoe

On one their good days
You smile like sun rays five five
With brown eyes and thick legs
Only for the Rule baby

I wanna be your chick
I wanna be down 4 u
Do ya trust me? Yeah
Love me? Yeah

You're puttin' it on me ya must be
Ya down ass chick
I wanna be your chick
(It ain't only for the Rule baby)

I ride 4 u, die 4 u
Do anything ya want me to
I be ya down ass chick

Now baby, I told you I can show you better than I can tell you
Don't try to bring conversey and mail
Just sweet words and naked photos
I'm still that pretty down, down ass 2 cars behind ya 6

And I diss any clown ass rockin' my brown ass
Only a down ass and it's all for you
I'm grown a tad bit since we been at like rare bitches
To move a little bumper and it's
And it's all for Rule

Shit, who gon' love you like that?
Thug with you wit a stack to the ceilin'
And spilt in the dub with you
'Cause I played my position with K.O.D's, O.G's

Until that blood shed, blood red and we O-Ded
Remember every word that ya told me
Showed me, hold me

All you need in your life is Chuck, drugs, and dubs on 22's
Now tell me who the hunny for you, Chuck

I wanna be your chick
I wanna be down 4 u
Do ya trust me? Yeah
Love me? Yeah

You're puttin' it on me ya must be
Ya down ass chick
I wanna be your chick
(It ain't only for the Rule baby)

I ride 4 u, die 4 u
Do anything ya want me to
I be ya down ass chick

I wanna be your chick
I wanna be down 4 u
Do ya trust me? Yeah
Love me? Yeah

You're puttin' it on me ya must be
Ya down ass chick
I wanna be your chick
(It ain't only for the Rule baby)

I ride 4 u, die 4 u
Do anything ya want me to
I be ya down ass chick

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Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z. - Lyrics - Strictly For My N.I.G.G.A.Z. - 2pac

Title: Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.
Album: Strictly For My N.I.G.G.A.Z.
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): William Earl Collins, George Jr Clinton, Tupac Shakur, Larry Darnell Goodman, Garry M Shider

Lyric:
Yo 'Law, is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one?
Yeah, Mr.Fuck-a-Cop is back and I still don't give a fuck yaknahmsayin'
Puffin on this indo, in the studio with my partners out here
Pacific Heights in the house, know what I mean

I was framed, so don't make the same mistake, nigga
You gotta learn how to shake the snakes, nigga
'Cause the police love to break a nigga
Send 'em upstate cause they straight-up hate the niggaz

So what I do is get a crew of zoo niggaz
Straight fools into rules and do niggaz
And one-time had enough of me
I'm still raw so the law can't fuck with me

They wanna send me to the pen, punk picture that
I stay strapped motherfuckers better get your gat
It ain't easy bein' me I can't take it
Life as a celebrity ain't everything they make it

And ever since the movies, these hoes try to do me
If they can't screw me, they find a way to sue me
Now, can you picture me coolin' at a night club?
Nothin' but love, but motherfuckers wanna mean mug

Since I wear a lot of gold, they plot
Don't know what I got and get shot with the hot ones
And aww yeah, I wanna feel guilty
But you punk motherfuckers tried to milk me

You'll get smacked behind the hill with my phone on my pager
It's beepin' while I cut you with my razor
I'm not violent, I'm petrified and nervous

I got no mercy for these niggaz tryin' to serve us
But if you catch me outta pocket, then I'm got
You love to shoot a nigga but you scared to pop a cop, now drop it

Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my niggaz makin' G's

Reflected and disrespected, plus I'm rejected
You're just another rapper who swears he's makin' records
That's what they said whenever I would walk by
I never tripped though always kept my head up high

Eventually, I knew that I would find my way
After the darkest night, always comes a brighter day
And some would say that turned away is all you'll get
I just said, bet, and never let 'em see me sweat

'Cause in the end, I knew that I would have it all
While non-believers were prayin' for my downfall
And some would call and tell me that they wish me well
But in my heart, I'm knowin' that they wish me hell

Yo get a real job, rappin' doesn't pay the rent
I hate the studio 'cause that's where all my money went
Never surrender, it's all about the faith you've got
Don't ever stop, just push it 'til you hit the top

And if you drop, at least you know you gave your all
Be true to you and that way you can never fall
But beware these backstabbers ain't no joke
Just like a rope, they hang on you until you're broke

And when you're broke, they move onto the next dope
And there you are, can't even pay your car, nope
And when you reminisce, thinkin' how you got dissed

Remember how it felt, and then remember this
Be true to you, believe that there's no one bigger
'Cause they can all suck dick, it's strictly 4 my niggaz

Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my niggaz makin' G's

Listen, this is for the critics if you live up
Pick up my shit or I'll be back doin' stickups
I better see five stars next to my picture
If not Tupac will cop the glock and come knockin' to getcha

I told you once motherfucker I'm a nut
Play me like a butt and you'll be bleedin' when you're fucked
Niggaz know what's up but they be tryin' to hold me down
I'm comin' outta Oaktown, bitch fuck around

And it ain't where you from that makes you hardcore
Nigga, it's the way you throw them thangs in the war
And to the marks that be talkin all that shit
Screamin' out the next nigga's name like a bitch

And the niggaz that I ran into recently
The motherfuckers at the club that pulled the piece on me
You little bitches should've pulled the fuckin' trigga
Now you live in fear of a heartless-ass, nigga

Mr.Troublesome, niggaz tried to play me with the gat
But like Terminator nigga, I'll be back
Yeah, and I'll be back with a fuckin' army
You tried to harm me, ruh-ring the alarm G!

'Cause most motherfuckers love to act up
Without they backup, when they get jacked up they crack up
It's strictly for my niggaz at the show
So they know, not to play me like a ho-ho, strictly 4 my

Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my niggaz makin' G's

Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my niggaz makin' G's

Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my niggaz makin' G's

Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strict-strict
Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strict-strict
Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strict-strict
Strictly 4 my niggaz makin' G's

Strictly, strictly, strict-strict, strictly, strictly, strict-strict
Strictly, strictly, strict-strict, strictly 4 my niggaz makin' G's

Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my niggaz makin' G's

Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my, strictly 4 my niggaz
Strictly 4 my niggaz makin' G's

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Like Father Like Son - Lyrics - Like Father, Like Son - Birdman

Title: Like Father Like Son
Album: Like Father, Like Son
Artist: Birdman
Composer(s): Tmix B Williams, D Carter

Lyric:
There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****)
Like the love of a daddy
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son n****)
Father, father, father like son

There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****)
Like the love of a daddy
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son)
Father, father, father like son

Yeah, I'll filthy rich wit quarter keys in the kitchen on 'em
The block is hot, but we still out here gettin' it on 'em
And keep a tool every time we hit these streets
'Cause these n***** act a fool and we'll be quick to put it on 'em

Them tear drops homey we so not
The n**** the f*** wit 'cause we will pop
Forty cal keep it cocked n*** ready to block
Keep the gun, the extra clip homey that's how we rock

And like father like son daddy we don't borrow
We stay on the grind homey 'cause we grind harder
And f***** wit me homey you won't like
You'll be the next T-shirt, we ya hood all night

We got them birds flying out and we allowed them pipes
We do this state to state thing and cheat the price
And Rufus came home and I told him to shave
But he was tellin' me 'bout these p**** n***** back in the 80's, baby

There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****)
Like the love of a daddy
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son n****)
Father, father, father like son

There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****)
Like the love of a daddy
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son)
Father, father, father like son

Listen, Birdman put me on when I was just eleven
He was my teacher so I was like f*** the lesson
He was my preacher so I was like f*** the reverend
My mother Cita she said that I was wit the devil

My mother Cita now say that he was sent from Heaven
So I take heed to every single word that he tell me
And I remember what my poppa told me
Remember what my poppa told me, young stunna

Yeah, I'm out here homey pitchin' the game
And yes I do the whole thang, n*** give me my change
Yes, we do them old thangs out the brand new range
Lil' n*** like his father homey doing his thang

We keep the gun for paper, homey aimed and cocked
Every n**** I'm my circle homey ready to pop
We be ridin' drops tops that's just how we rock
And I'll be rollin' in the Phantom through my uptown blocks, ***

There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****)
Like the love of a daddy
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son n****)
Father, father, father like son

There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****)
Like the love of a daddy
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son n****)
Father, father, father like son

Look, Birdman Jr. *** the world pops
And we goin' keep it movin' even if the world stops
Stay strapped and laced like girls socks
Stay dapped and drapped like a birthday cake

Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sippin' on wooey when we thirsty
Ya know, I do believe the money's cursed me
So I pray to God that the devil don't murk me, huh

Lil' Wizzle but you b****** call me first place
And poppa taught me paper chase never skirt chase
I put you n***** in the closet, in the shirt space
You n***** is yellow like Sesame Street's Bert's face

Worst case senario, burial
Two tone Carera like mascara, uh
That G-4 take ya boi where ever
Like father, like son the era, n****

There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****)
Like the love of a daddy
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son n****)
Father, father, father like son

There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****)
Like the love of a daddy
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son n****)
Father, father, father like son

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Z - Pop 4 Roc - Lyrics - Vol. 3... Life and Times of S. Carter - Jay

Title: Z - Pop 4 Roc
Album: Vol. 3... Life and Times of S. Carter
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): M Cox, Ken Ifill, Shawn Carter, Amil Whitehead, D Grant, Ernesto Shaw

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Lyric:
Alright yeah
Would ya love me? Alright
Would ya hate me? Watch this yo
I know ya love me, alright
I know ya hate me, Clue
Would ya love me? Brand new Duro
Would ya hate me? I know ya love me
Feel this yo

See me comin' through hair done just a slinging my shit
With something Gucci on clinging to my hips frontin'
With the Star Tech ringing in the whip icy ears, neck
Fingers for years got the show wild with the toes out
Shit I don't fuck with no stingy nigga, I rock Prada, Chanel
And Fendi nigga, what I'ma do with your little blunts

And Henney nigga? I'ma Major Coin with a pretty Bentley
Nigga my niggas will ride for me, you should see all the things
They buy for me, it's obvious how I spend my time around ballers
All day don't have to spend a dime, callin' up room service when
It's dinner time get my tan on in the tropics in the winter time nigga

Would ya love me? If we couldn't cop the drop
Would ya hate me? If we couldn't drop the top
I know ya love me 'cuz you know we pop 4 Roc
I know ya hate me 'cuz you know we got shit locked

Would ya love me? If we couldn't cop the drop
Would ya hate me? If we couldn't drop the top
I know ya love me 'cuz you know we pop 4 Roc
I know ya hate me and you know we got shit locked

We gon' stop this here get this clear the general of the Roc in here
Beanie Siegal hottest thing on the block this year, keep the ego
We been bound to the top ya hear forget about it you don't know me
Yo stop the stares I've been about it pop you then pop ya peers
You know how I do six coup, top be clear, you know how
I play low layer Roc-A-Wear catch Siegal in the kitchen balloon
In the pie, y'all from whom to buy, y'all niggas know if y'all cross

Mac y'all soon to die 'cuz you know I bring heat like June and July
Spit like August I'm the truth I'm not lying I'm the reason why Jay
Feel comfortable retiring I gotta laugh 'cuz y'all work hard at this shit
Think about yo I just started this shit, just imagine if I put my heart
In this shit scary sight y'all niggas feel me right God damn yo
I barely write but every rhyme be in check like a pair of Nike's

Would ya love me? If we couldn't cop the drop
Would ya hate me? If we couldn't drop the top
I know ya love me 'cuz you know we pop 4 Roc
I know ya hate me 'cuz you know we got shit locked

Would ya love me? If we couldn't cop the drop
Would ya hate me? If we couldn't drop the top
I know ya love me 'cuz you know we pop 4 Roc
I know ya hate me and you know we got shit locked

Yo, yo, well I'm gold now, Memph Man coming of age
And I'm grown now sittin' on chrome now, I'm the youngest gun
I get it on with anyone, I've been in thirty beefs shit I'm barely 21
Guns I hold 'em like offensive linemen, bring 'em back to the streets
Like a brick on consignment interlining of the Mark Buchanan
Spark two hammers Memph Man gold marks the understanding

We don't engage in war we elope orange juice style
Beat niggas to a pulp we broke nigga you just told
3 jokes me, Biggs, and Dame we get some things
See the six dames me and Biggs live in the Range
Mines platinum his Champagne, niggas whisper 'cuz
If they talk they gets slain, y'all's was looking for me

On the charts the bricks came, left the same night
In the morning the chicks came I just use rap to put
Shit in my name the death's just a matter of time the
Hit's been arranged contracts signed the shits in your
Name, just to lame rap niggas I'm the king mother fuck
The ring mami kiss the chain I don't got game to waste on y'all

I'm don't think with my dick or chase my balls I'm a hustla
Hit me with an eighth of raw and when I get on top
I'ma blaze all y'all keep 'em laced some more I know you
Want some things I drink a lot of water mami come clean
Chicks I pump her then dump her cars we got 'em bumper
To bumper rap niggas y'all days are numbered, nobody
Drop nothin' next summer, yeah

Would ya love me? If we couldn't cop the drop
Would ya hate me? If we couldn't drop the top
I know ya love me 'cuz you know we pop 4 Roc
I know ya hate me 'cuz you know we got shit locked

Would ya love me? If we couldn't cop the drop
Would ya hate me? If we couldn't drop the top
I know ya love me 'cuz you know we pop 4 Roc
I know ya hate me and you know we got shit locked

Yeah R-O-C for the 2 triple O, you heard me
You are about to witness a dynasty like no other
Beanie Siegal, The General Amil-lion, Diana Ross of the ROC
Memph Bleek, Young God
Jigga Man, get your mind right niggas

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4 Minutes - Lyrics - Director - Avant

Title: 4 Minutes
Album: Director
Artist: Avant
Composer(s): Keri Hilson, Damon Thomas, Antonio Lamar Dixon, Harvey Mason Jr, Myron Lavell Avant, Eric Dion Dawkins, J Qu

Lyric:
H-hold up, hold up
Slow down, slow down
Listen, give me 10 minutes
Well, well gimme 5 minutes
Aight, b-before you leave
I just need these last 4 minutes

Pardon me if I'm talking fast
And stumbling all over my words
I heard you were leavin' town
I thought I'd be the one to know first

If you have a minute let me talk to you
And see what's going on
Don't say it's nothing
When it's gotta be something that's gone wrong

Now let me explain but I don't know what to say
?Cause I don't know what the hell happened
I come in the house to try to work it out
And all you're doing is packing

Close your suitcase
Let me think straight
Damn, what could be the reason?
Baby, talk to me I'm almost outta time

I only got 4 minutes to do what I gotta do
To prove to you that I'm gon' do anything
Only got 4 minutes to say what I gotta say
To make you stay and show you that I done changed, baby

?Cause in 4 minutes I'll never have my girl again
In 4 minutes I'ma lose her to some other man
4, no less no more
I'm desperate ?cause the clock's ticking
Only got 4 minutes to go

Who are these people? I don't know
In my house and they scratching my floors
Takin' furniture outside
And the U-Haul pulled up to my door

What's the reason that I get this feelin'
That you can't keep it real with me?
Is it ?cause of the prior relationships
That I had off in the streets?

Never mind that, this is your conscience speaking
And you need to get your girl back
You gotta find a way to try to get to her heart
I'm takin' suggestions, I've learned my lesson
And conscience you're my last lifeline
I'm down to my last second

I only got 4 minutes to do what I gotta do
(4 minutes to go)
To prove to you that I'm gon' do anything
Only got 4 minutes to say what I gotta say
To make you stay and show you that I done changed
(I'm a changed man)

?Cause in 4 minutes I'll never have my girl again
In 4 minutes I'ma lose her to some other man
(I'll be all alone)
4, no less no more
I'm desperate ?cause the clock's ticking
(Baby)
Only got 4 minutes to go

I've done things in my past
I thought this love would last
But I can't let you go baby
You're my everything lady

The reason I smile
And the reason I talk baby
The reason I breathe
The only one for me, yea

You can't go through with this
If you left me my life wouldn't exist
?Cause I'm still in love with you

And that's my word
I don't give a damn what you heard
Oh, baby I'll be true

I only got 4 minutes
(Oh I got 4)
And I'm running out of time
I only got 4 minutes
(Only 4 more minutes)
I only got 4 minutes

4 minutes I'll never have my girl again
(I'll never have)
In 4 minutes
(Oh no)
I'ma lose her to some other man
(I'ma lose her)

4, no less no more
(Oo ho)
I'm desperate ?cause the clock's ticking
(And I just can't take it)
(I don't want it happen, I won't let it happen)
Only got 4 minutes to go
(Oh no)

Only got 4 minutes
To tell you everything I love about you
4 minutes to say I need you
(I need you)
I can't live without you

I'm out of time
(Out of time)
Gotta say what's on my mind
(What's on my mind baby)
Just to keep you in my life
Aw, damn I'm outta time

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Smile 4 Me - Lyrics - Amil

Title: Smile 4 Me
Artist: Amil
Composer(s): Wayne Henderson, Amil Whitehead, Lamont Porter

Lyric:
My life, is in the hands of the man upstairs
Through trials and tribulations, he'll always be there
You see, I know he loves me and I know he cares
And he'll never put more on me, than I can bear

Is it a blessing to live or a blessing to die?
Let me finish out this hell with no questions why
I should be happy I'm on and dressing fly
But is the game changing me for the extra pie?

If you could just look into the life I live
Three sixty catching up to all the trife I did
Got my people up north trying to slice the bid
While I'm in love with a nigga, with a wife and kid

Maybe if my pops ain't abandon me
I wouldn't let so many niggas take advantage of me
Using me, some even put their hands on me
I wonder what the most high got planned for me

My life line getting shorter when I look in my palms
Swore I'll be nothing like my biological mom
She ain't raise me so naturally I never felt a bond
At sixteen got my GED never saw a prom

I been weak and I been strong
I been through the fire, I been through the storm
I try to do right and I know I do wrong
Just be happy for me when my life is gone

'Cause, no more hurt and no more tears
There'll be no more pain and no more fears
No more people in my face that's not sincere
So, smile for me when I'm no longer here

At a young age I let the world turn me out
Pellets and purple haze been burnt me out
A hard knock life is all I learned about
Trying to eat the only thing I be concerned about

Telling my youth everything happens for a reason
Let him know it ain't that his father wanted to leave him
If it wasn't for the streets he'd still be breathing
Trying to raise him myself but I know he need him

Me and my seed used to live off mostly welfare
Only two checks a month for us both to share
I remember making sure that the coast was clear
So, I could boost us some muthafucking clothes to wear

Had to hustle 'cause them food stamps just wasn't enough
Upstate back to Broadway got to go re-up
All this fast cash only turned the heat up
Can't afford to get knocked but who gonna feed us

I been weak and I been strong
I been through the fire, I been through the storm
I try to do right and I know I do wrong
Just be happy for me when my life is gone

'Cause, no more hurt and no more tears
There'll be no more pain and no more fears
No more people in my face that's not sincere
So, smile for me when I'm no longer here

Can't shake these thoughts of suicide
Anyone I ever loved or was close to, died
Ones I trusted or thought was being true lied
A lifetime of tears but just a few I cried

Try to take my past, stick it up on a shelf
But, my actions stem from all the pain I felt
I'm just trying to make the best out the hand I dealt
If I fall, who can I turn to for help?

Hope my man with me and not my wealth
Will he be there through good and bad sickness and health?
Does he want the real me or somebody else?
I been in wars just so I don't hurt myself

Now that I'm on most can't stand me now
But they was happy when I rocked all them hand me down
When I need them, funny how they can't be found
That's why the most high's my only family live

I been weak and I been strong
I been through the fire, I been through the storm
Try to do right and I know I do wrong
Just be happy for me when my life is gone

'Cause, no more hurt and no more tears
There'll be no more pain and no more fears
No more people in my face that's not sincere
So, smile for me when I'm no longer here

Yeah, it's right, my life
Uh-huh [Incomprehensible]
Yeah, [Incomprehensible], uh uh uh

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4 My Man - Lyrics - Cookbook - Missy Elliott

Title: 4 My Man
Album: Cookbook
Artist: Missy Elliott
Composer(s): Melissa Elliott, Izzy Avila, Craig Brockman, Jig Iriandaise, Alan Stivell, Bobby Ross Jr Avila

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Lyric:
Like your name is Missy Elliot
My name is Fantasia Barrino
And what I can give, is Fantasia Barrino
Holla at your girl
Two thousand five, whoo

Wake up in the mornin' with my man next to me
Up all night like we've been on that ecstasy
Mixed with Hennessey, he got the remedy
Yeah my nigga into me, I can't say it simply

We, take a quick shower for the hour conversation
Time to have relation, love makin' in the basement
Smack it up, flip it up, crush it
One minute, two minute, I was no question

Who would ever think that I'd be givin' up the goodies
Walkin' 'round naked in a pair of pink footies
Just like them hoes at the shows
Half-dressed clothes doin' whatever, who knows

Nah, I only get freaky with him
No menage-a-trois, not freaky with them
It's just me and my man
Yes, said me and my man

4 my man, I'll do whatever
'Cause what I feel, this love, it make me do thangs
4 my man, I'll last forever
'Cause what I feel, this love, it won't never change

I'm never insecure when we not together
Even though he tell me he in love with Ciara
I'm from a new era and I bring terror
To any chick who check my fella when we together, so

He treat me like a Cinderella, yup
Protect me from the storm like he my umbrella
This fella deserve primo stellar, he be a Roc-A-Fella
Not to Jay-Z and Dame but the charm on the chain be platinum

Jacob Roley lookin' sporty, [Incomprehensible]
Money stackin' keep track and I fax him
If I can't find his ass then his ass out of gas
He only gettin' one pass

My man, is my man and nobody else's
Damn right, I hope y'all felt this
Old ladies 'round the coast-es
You better get focuses 'fore you ever try to approacheth

4 my man, I'll do whatever
'Cause what I feel, this love, it make me do thangs
4 my man, I'll last forever
'Cause what I feel, this love, it won't never change

See when you in love you might have to say it
Don't say you won't, never say you won't
You might get real mad, wan' act all bad
Act up in the street, a few chicks you gotta beat

'Cause they disrespect
Clockin' your man from his feets to his neck, uhh
You gotta let her know that's a no-no, slap her real slow
With a right blow whichever way it go and keep it gangster

Show these bitches that you can't come
Yank 'em, point blank 'em, top rank 'em
I ride for my nigga and I'm happy with the trigger
Scared how you figure?

My man, say it time again
Say my man, my man again
I say my man, it's just me and my man
Said for me and my man

4 my man, I'll do whatever
'Cause what I feel, this love, it make me do thangs
4 my man, I'll last forever
'Cause what I feel, this love, it won't never change

That's my man
Yes it is
This love

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4 Ever - Lyrics - 4:21...the Day After - Method Man

Title: 4 Ever
Album: 4:21...the Day After
Artist: Method Man
Composer(s): David Lewis, Jonathon Lewis, Clifford Smith, Wayne Lewis

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Lyric:
K one

We both know that our love will grow
And forever will be you and me

Give me a woman that get down for me, my one and only
That don't fuss or fuck around on me or leave me lonely
Not just a honey but a homey, just wanna hold me
'Cuz she got a lotta love for me and put it on me

If I need that, plus she understand me when I beat that
It's sweet like candy, this time I might just eat that
You steal my heart, sweetheart then you can keep that
Let's bar hop and find us a spot where we can chief at

Push the seats back, you got the kinda body
Niggaz beep at, try to speak at but get no feedback
Sophisticated, miss highly edumicated
Living well lady, that made it, type of woman you stay with

We both know that our love will grow
And forever will be you and me

Give me a queen that respects a king just like Coretta
Get everything except the ring for worse or better
Even through the stormy weather, rain, sleet, snow
Whatever, see if it go down, we go together

Like Twix bars, ain't no problem that we can't fix, ma
You ain't gotta sugar my tank or key the kid car
'Cuz broken hearts leave big scars, when emotions get hit hard
Niggaz get drunk and hit the strip bar

But that ain't even ya man's style, even back as a manchild
That's where I stood and where I stand now
I'm throwing rocks at your window pane
Trying to bang, girl, like injure pain, you know the game

We both know that our love will grow
And forever will be you and me

No matter what we go through
(What we go through)
I'll be there for you
(There for you)

I'll never let you down
I'll just hold you down
Oh, ooh

No matter where we be
(Where we be)
I'll do it all again
(All again)

The ups and down
I'll hold you down
Oh, ooh

Give me a woman that get down for me, my one and only
She don't fuss or fuck around on me or leave me lonely
Not just a honey but a homey, just wanna hold me
'Cuz she got a lotta love for me

And now I gotta lotta love for her, might even take a slug for her
And everywhere we go, pull out that red rug for her
Yeah, them back rubs in the bathtub, got me cleaning my act up
I'm ready to shack up, now that's love

Nobody can love you like me, boy
I'll promise to be your only girl
Don't ever leave, just stay
You will be down for me, anyway

Ah, you and me together, baby

We both know that our love will grow
And forever will be you and me

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All About Love - Lyrics - After 7

Title: All About Love
Artist: After 7
Composer(s): Dallas Austin, Mike Weinstein, Randy Ran

Lyric:
You won't regret it
Let's make it happen right now, right now

There's no one, no one like me
I've been told so many times before
And if it was true, I know he couldn't do you like I do
And do the things I do to you, girl

You see, you see that I'm a special guy
I thought you knew everything before you got involved with me
You know that I'm the one to get the job done
Oh girl, I love you naturally, yeah

There should not be a doubt in your mind
I have to prove myself to you a thousand times, girl
And if you want real love, then come with me
I won't do you wrong, I will love you all night long

1, I'm all about love
2, it ain't no joke
3, I can do you right
4, just stay the night
You won't regret it
Let's make it happen right now, right now

Soon and very soon, you should make that move
And if you don't, somebody will take your place
But I do care, I feel
I need to have you with me, girl

You better take time and understand my wishes
But don't get confused with them
Oh, I'm about lovin' you and that's all I wanna do
I wanna take you to another level

There should not be a doubt in your mind
I have to prove myself a thousand times, yeah
And if you want real love, then come with me
I won't do you wrong, I'll love you all night long

1, I'm all about love
2, it ain't no joke
3, I can do you right
4, just stay the night
You won't regret it
Let's make it happen right now, right now

1, I'm all about love
2, it ain't no joke
3, I can do you right
4, just stay the night
You won't regret it
Let's make it happen right now, right now

I want to be the only one for you
You can't believe how much I try to be
You won't regret it, let's make it happen right now, right now

1, I'm all about love
2, it ain't no joke
3, I can do you right
4, just stay the night
You won't regret it
Let's make it happen right now, right now

1, I'm all about love
2, it ain't no joke
3, I can do you right, girl
4, just stay the night, stay the night, baby
Right now, right now

I want to be the only one for you
You can't believe how much I try to be
You won't regret it, let's make it happen right now, right now

1, I'm all about love
2, it ain't no joke
3, I can do you right
4, just stay the night
You won't regret it
Let's make it happen right now, right now

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Fool 4 You - Lyrics - Unappreciated - Cherish

Title: Fool 4 You
Album: Unappreciated
Artist: Cherish
Composer(s): Farrah King, Rodney Richard, Neosha King, Fallon King, Felisha King

Lyric:
No more of these words
(Baby, I'm sorry won't you just came back to me, baby)
I can't deal with your lies
(I didn't cheat baby, she just kissed me)

I look right down
When I continue to let you back in
So don't get pissed off
When you see me with another man

'Cause I ain't no fool 4 you, no more
Gon' be no fool 4 you, no more
I ain't no fool 4 you, no more
Gon' be no fool 4 you, no more

I found all of these things
(Love letters, receipts of jewelry I've never seen)
So now I am taking
(I'm taking my love, my respect and my dignity)

Remember the night that I've spent all alone
(You remember that? 'Cause I do)
When you were out with your new chick
I was home, see I

I ain't no fool 4 you, no more
Gon' be no fool 4 you, no more
I ain't no fool 4 you, no more
Gon' be no fool 4 you, no more

Now I'm through with you
Done with you
So damn fed up with you, over you
I can't believe that I fell for you

There's no words you can say
To get me to stay
It's over and done
And I'm leavin' you

'Cause I won't be no fool 4 you no more
Won't be no fool 4 you no more
I ain't no fool 4 you no more
Gon' be no fool 4 you no more

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The Funeral - Lyrics - Clipse

Title: The Funeral
Artist: Clipse
Composer(s): Terrence,Levar Thornton, Charles Edward Hugo, Pharrell Williams, Arthur Jr Herzog, Gene Elliott Jr Thornton, Billie Holiday

Lyric:
Whether they gag me, bound me, hollow point 'round me
(I feel ya)
Dump me off the side of a bridge and drown me
(Uh huh)

Spare my family, the details on how they found me
(Yes)
Vigil by candle light and gather 'round me
(Farewell)

And talk about how I would lounge with fly women
How I was flossing in clubs in fine linen
(Preach on)
Hopping in them, ill whips with chrome spinning

Malice was true to the game for 9 innings
We love sinning but now I answer for that
Apologize to my fam, I got you all dressing in black
(I hear ya)

A long line family and friends they signing in
My niece singing solo organs and violins
(Yeah)
Wife in her black veil hands flooded with diamonds

Remaining calm under each arms my children
Daddy's in a better place entering golden doors
(Talk to me)
With ivory all white pillars and marble floors
(Yow)

Brand new physical frame with no flaws
On my throne thats guarded by angels with 4-4's
(Yeah)
Terror retaliate, show 'em how real it be

A split second 'fore you blazed
They probably thought you was me
(Preach on)
Returning on some Crow shit, let 'em know shit

They mess with the wrong click, quick to blow shit
(Yeah)
Y'all know who owned this so they end my career
But still I put my tag on this earth Malice was here
(I feel ya)

Take a walk on my side
No more tears, no more fears, no more telling me lies
I only want cheers and heartfelt goodbyes
My death march is here, tell me who's gonna ride
(Ride with me, ride with me, ride)

Take a walk on my side
No more tears, no more fears, no more telling me lies
I only want cheers and heartfelt goodbyes
My death march is here, tell me who's gonna ride
(Ride with me, ride with me, ride)

Hold me high, Gucci suit and tie
(Yeah)
Let my casket reach the sky, tell my girl don't cry
(I fell ya)

Just sing me a lullaby and let the white doves fly
(Uh huh)
'Cuz I heard from a bird, it's only sleep when you die
(That's wrong)

Break me in unison outside, right through the lens
My mother cried 'cuz she knew that I was only true to sin
(Yow)
Celebrate my passing with gun shots and systems blasting
(Uh huh)

Blown up posters of Terror held by children laughing
(Preach on)
No matter how foul my burial open casket
Now, simply so they can see my clusters and my diamonds smiling (Hello)

I'm sorry, I failed, only 'cuz the ones I left were so real
(Uh huh)
For me my doggs will lie, die, shoot, cry or kill
(Feel me)

First to Malice, sorry that I left you half in a hole
But now you'll write for both of us, ill channel thoughts
Through your soul
(Uh huh)

Emmanuelle, remember this when you see my nemesis
Drop my picture on his chest and make his family reminisce
(Yow)
Revenge so sweet and I crush you with the heat
(Uh huh)

You're the first one I call when it's time to put 'em to sleep
(I love you)
Now, fo real grand dragon horns stabbing the skys
(Uh huh)

Turn Mag' 'em, laser tag 'em, couldn't sever all ties
(Yeah)
My final request on the day I'm layed to rest
Take my body to the ocean and have a water front ves'
(Feel me)

This will be my burial this eulogy will be in stereo
Blue Angels will draw my face during an aerial
(Ahh)

Take a walk on my side
No more tears, no more fears, no more telling me lies
I only want cheers and heartfelt goodbyes
My death march is here, tell me who's gonna ride
(Ride with me, ride with me, ride)

Take a walk on my side
No more tears, no more fears, no more telling me lies
I only want cheers and heartfelt goodbyes
My death march is here, tell me who's gonna ride
(Ride with me, ride with me, ride)

Take a walk on my side
No more tears, no more fears, no more telling me lies
I only want cheers and heartfelt goodbyes
My death march is here, tell me who's gonna ride
(Ride with me, ride with me, ride)

Take a walk on my side
No more tears, no more fears, no more telling me lies
I only want cheers and heartfelt goodbyes
My death march is here, tell me who's gonna ride
(Ride with me, ride with me, ride)

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Love Me - Lyrics - Mythology (4 CD) - Bee Gees

Title: Love Me
Album: Mythology (4 CD)
Artist: Bee Gees
Composer(s): Robin Hugh Gibb, Barry Gibb

Lyric:
I remember times my love when we really had it all
You were always there to make me smile, help me when I fall
Ooh, I can't believe you're leaving me
When there's so much more to say, I can't let you go
Ooh, every time I look at you I still can feel the glow
Let it be, let it grow

Ooh love me, please, just a little bit longer
Together we can make it
Our love is much too young to break it
Love me, please, just a little bit harder

All I ever wanted was to have you to myself
Then I see you standing there in the arms of someone else
You know a man can stand so much
And it's more then I can bear, I can't let you go
Ooh, every time I look at you I still can feel the glow
Let it be, let it grow

Ooh love me, please, just a little bit longer
Together we can make it
Our love is much too young to break it
Love me, please, just a little bit harder

Never even try to see things her way
It's hard on a woman when love ain't no love at all
And when she walks away and she probably will
You're gonna be sorry, begging her, please

Love me, please, just a little bit longer
Together we can make it
Our love is much too young to break it
Love me, please, just a little bit harder

I think I can work it out, I, I, I been there, can't get enough
I want you tomorrow

Love me, please, just a little bit longer
Together we can make it
Our love is much too young to break it

Love me, please, just a little bit longer
Together we can make it
Our love is much too young to break it

Love me, please, just a little bit longer
Together we can make it
Our love is much too young to break it
Love me, please, just a little bit longer
Together we can make it

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