Pleasure Victim - Lyrics - Pleasure Victim - Berlin

Title: Pleasure Victim
Album: Pleasure Victim
Artist: Berlin
Composer(s): John Crawford

Lyric:
We touched there was temperature
I'm not the same
Now I'm passing through your door
It's a pleasure game

You're the object of my smile
I'm a life machine
Sentimental sound on sound
Time to switch the scene

You're the passion in me
You've broken down the system
You're the vision I see
A pleasure victim

Simple figures fill my mind
Some I recognize
Bodies always look the same
Never see their eyes

To the touch there's always you
How can I erase your
Flaming candles, whispered words
Then your soft embrace

You're the passion in me
You've broken down the system
You're the vision I see
A pleasure victim

To the touch there's always you
How can I erase your
Flaming candles, whispered words
Then your soft embrace

You're the passion in me
You've broken down the system
You're the vision I see
A pleasure victim

You're the passion in me
You've broken down the system
You're the vision I see
A pleasure victim

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World Of Smiles - Lyrics - Pleasure Victim - Berlin

Title: World Of Smiles
Album: Pleasure Victim
Artist: Berlin
Composer(s): John Crawford

Lyric:
I'm thinking faces changing pictures comes to mind
Try to change the subject
Sensation stare reveal me, still I want to know
Capture time in a photograph

Well I say, "How do you do", shatters my mirrored view
If only your lie would disappear
Why don't you plaster your face then I just might believe
I'll crack you open, smash you down

I repeat your mad charade
This S. R. game you play's a freeze
Indifference, greetings and smiles
You've got yours now I've got mine

I've got to swallow your pride shallow men hear no rhyme
Furniture shifts as you walk by
Why don't you look in my eyes what do you see in there
Plastic melts in a world of smiles

I'm laughing hurt me, hurt me now the joke's on you
Satisfy your conscience
Stop talking, stop talking tear me open and leave me here to bleed
Cut me up, cut me down to size

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Psycho Man - Lyrics - Black Sabbath

Title: Psycho Man
Artist: Black Sabbath
Composer(s): Tony Iommi, Ozzy Osbourne, Bob Marlette

Lyric:
The midnight hour approaches
The killing chill takes over him
His victims will not know when he appears
The lust of death's possession
Will overtake his psycho mind
He won't be happy till he smells the fear

He's the Angel of Death
(Psycho Man, Psycho Man)
Angel of Death
(Looking for a victim wherever he can)
He's the Angel of Death
(Psycho Man, Psycho Man)
Angel of Death
(He's a killer)

Addicted to their madness
The taste of death that lives within
He loves it when he tastes their final breath
Stalking gives him pleasure
Killing is the final act
He takes no pity with his lust for death

He's the Angel of Death
(Psycho Man, Psycho Man)
Angel of Death
(Looking for a victim wherever he can)
He's the Angel of Death
(Psycho Man, Psycho Man)
Angel of Death
(He's a killer)

Playing in his twilight zone
He knows that he's the best
Creeping through the streets alone
Til he finds his victim's ex

Killing gives him pleasure
Sleeping gives him pain
The only time he's feeling good
Is when he's killed and killed again

When he's killed again, when he's killed again
When he's killed again, when he's killed again
When he's killed again, when he's killed again
Watch out

He's the Angel of Death
Angel of Death
He's the Angel of Death
Angel of Death

He's the Angel of Death
(Psycho Man, Psycho Man)
Angel of Death
(Looking for a victim wherever he can)
He's the Angel of Death
(Psycho Man, Psycho Man)
Angel of Death
(He's a killer)

He's the Angel of Death
(Psycho Man, Psycho Man)
Angel of Death
(Looking for a victim wherever he can)
He's the Angel of Death
(Psycho Man, Psycho Man)
Angel of Death
(He's a killer)

He's the Angel of Death
(Psycho Man, Psycho Man)
Angel of Death
(Looking for a victim wherever he can)
He's the Angel of Death
(Psycho Man, Psycho Man)
Angel of Death
(He's a killer)

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Torture - Lyrics - Pleasure Victim - Berlin

Title: Torture
Album: Pleasure Victim
Artist: Berlin
Composer(s): John B Crawford

Lyric:
Touch me, hold me, whirl away
Silence, sadness, white and grey

Torture, torture, twisted love
kiss me, kick me, feel my blood

Forever, for now, my heart screams for you
Desperate memories, broken and true

Living for tears now, I'm dying for love
Merging and fading, forgiving again

Torture, torture, torture

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Tell Me Why - Lyrics - Pleasure Victim - Berlin

Title: Tell Me Why
Album: Pleasure Victim
Artist: Berlin
Composer(s): John Crawford

Lyric:
You told me stay away
You watched me walk away

You told me stay away, away
I can hear the silence, I can hear the silence
You watched me walk away, away
I can hear the silence, I can hear the silence

There's a reason for your sad eyes
There's a reason for your sad life
There's a reason you blame it all on me

Tell me why it's over? I'm lost again
Tell me why I'm laughing through the end?
Tell me why it's over? Tell me true
Tell me why I'm crying over you?

I waited hoping you would phone
I can hear the silence, I can hear the silence
And now I'm waiting all alone
I can hear the silence, I can hear the silence

I'm missing your sad eyes
I'm missing your sad smile
I'm missing the only love I've known

Tell me why it's over? I'm lost again
Tell me why I'm laughing through the end?
Tell me why it's over? Tell me true
Tell me why I'm crying over you?

You told me stay away
I can hear the silence, stay away from silence
You watched me walk away
I can hear the silence, I can hear the silence

I'm missing your sad eyes
I'm missing your sad smile
I'm missing the only love I've known

Tell me why it's over? I'm lost again
Tell me why I'm laughing through the end?
Tell me why it's over? Tell me true
Tell me why I'm crying over you?

Tell me why? Why? Why? Why?
Tell me why? Tell me why?
Tell me why? Tell me why?
Tell me, tell me, tell me why?
Tell me, tell me, tell me why?
Tell me, tell me why?

Tell me why? Why? Tell me why?
Tell me why? Tell me why?
Tell me why? Why? Why? Why?
Tell me why?

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Sex (I'M A...) - Lyrics - Pleasure Victim - Berlin

Title: Sex (I'M A...)
Album: Pleasure Victim
Artist: Berlin
Composer(s): Terri Nunn, John Crawford, David Diamond

Lyric:
Sex

Feel the fire, feel my love inside you it's so right
There's the sound and the smell of love in my mind
I'm a toy, come and play with me, say the word now
Wrap your legs around mine and ride me tonight

I'm a man, I'm a goddess
I'm a man, well I'm a virgin
I'm a man, I'm a blue movie
I'm a man, I'm a bitch

I'm a man, I'm a geisha
I'm a man, I'm a little girl
And we make love together

Slip and slide in your wet delight, feel the blood flow
Not too fast, don't be slow, my love's in your hands

I'm a man, I'm a boy
I'm a man, well I'm your mother
I'm a man, I'm a one night stand
I'm a man, am I bi?

I'm a man, I'm a slave
I'm a man, I'm a little girl
And we make love together
And we make love forever

Skin to skin, tongue to oooh, come on honey hold tight
Come inside, it's a passion play just for you
Let's get lost in that magic place all alone now
Drink your fill from my fountain of love, wet your lips

I'm a man, I'm a teaser
I'm a man, well I'm a virgin
I'm a man, I'm a one night stand
I'm a man, I'm a drug

I'm a man, well I'm your slave
I'm a man, I'm a dream divine
And we make love together

I'm a man, I'm a goddess
I'm a man, well I'm a hooker
Yes I'm a man, I'm a blue movie
I'm a man, I'm a slut

I'm a man, I'm a geisha
I'm a man, I'm babe
I'm a man, I'm a dream divine
And we make love together
And we'll make love forever

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Sex (I'M A...) (Extended Version) - Lyrics - Pleasure Victim - Berlin

Title: Sex (I'M A...) (Extended Version)
Album: Pleasure Victim
Artist: Berlin
Composer(s): Terri Nunn, John Crawford, David Diamond

Lyric:
Sex

Feel the fire, feel my love inside you it's so right
There's the sound and the smell of love in my mind
I'm a toy, come and play with me, say the word now
Wrap your legs around mine and ride me tonight

I'm a man, I'm a goddess
I'm a man, well I'm a virgin
I'm a man, I'm a blue movie
I'm a man, I'm a bitch

I'm a man, I'm a geisha
I'm a man, I'm a little girl
And we make love together

Slip and slide in your wet delight, feel the blood flow
Not too fast, don't be slow, my love's in your hands

I'm a man, I'm a boy
I'm a man, well I'm your mother
I'm a man, I'm a one night stand
I'm a man, am I bi?

I'm a man, I'm a slave
I'm a man, I'm a little girl
And we make love together
And we make love forever

Skin to skin, tongue to oooh, come on honey hold tight
Come inside, it's a passion play just for you
Let's get lost in that magic place all alone now
Drink your fill from my fountain of love, wet your lips

I'm a man, I'm a teaser
I'm a man, well I'm a virgin
I'm a man, I'm a one night stand
I'm a man, I'm a drug

I'm a man, well I'm your slave
I'm a man, I'm a dream divine
And we make love together

I'm a man, I'm a goddess
I'm a man, well I'm a hooker
Yes I'm a man, I'm a blue movie
I'm a man, I'm a slut

I'm a man, I'm a geisha
I'm a man, I'm babe
I'm a man, I'm a dream divine
And we make love together
And we'll make love forever

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This Is Your Life - Lyrics - Bee Gees

Title: This Is Your Life
Artist: Bee Gees
Composer(s): Maurice Ernest Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb, Barry Gibb

Lyric:
Something that I hunger for, something you deny
You say I'm bad for you and, baby, so do I
Don't you know that all you gotta do
You could be a lover and, baby, this is

This is your life, don't break it, it's who you do it for
It's the pain and pleasure
This is your life, temptation, a victim of the law
We can talk about it, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
This is your life, this is your life

If you try to help someone, you get the evil eye
You say you suffocate, well, baby, so do I
Don't you know that all you gotta do
You could be a lover and, baby, this is

This is your life, don't hide it, don't try to mystify
How soft the flesh is
This is your life, get even, even if you die
Don't run for cover, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

This is your life, temptation, that's who you do it for
It's the pain and the pleasure
This is your life, temptation, a victim of the law
We can talk about it, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
This is your life

All work and no play, I won't survive
Late at night I need your company
What about me, what about you
This is your life

Define ourselves as something in space
Not enough for everyone, everyone
And as we speak, the enemy is the mind
I see the future coming for you

All the lonely days and the lonely nights
You've been searching for a love so right
It's a tragedy, just stayin' alive, stayin' alive
And all that

Jive talking, what you doing on your back
Jive talking, more rap, less crap
Times are bad, money is tight
Ain't too much heaven on a Saturday night

Tell me now how deep is your love
The heart is soft but the brain is tough
The enemy is the mind, don't let the future fall apart
This is my world too, just run to me

If you ever wanna mend that broken heart
I have seen those nights on Broadway too
Blaming it all, what about you
This is your life

This is your life, don't break it, it's who you do it for
It's the pain and pleasure
This is your life, don't hide it, don't try to mystify
How soft the flesh is

This is your life, temptation
This is your life

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In My Command - Lyrics - Farewell to the World - Crowded House

Title: In My Command
Album: Farewell to the World
Artist: Crowded House
Composer(s): Neil Mullane Finn

Lyric:
You're standing in a deep dark hole
Beneath a sky as black as coal
It's just the fear of losing control
You know so well

Don't miss it when the moment comes
Be submissive just this once
Imagine there is something to be done
Some truth to tell

I would love to trouble you in your time of need
Lose your way, it's a pleasure when you're in my command

Juggle like a diplomat
Struggle to hold on to your hat
Swinging like an acrobat
But time will tell

The clock is dripping on the wall
Listen to the rise and fall
Close your eyes and hear the call
You know so well

I would love to trouble you in your time of need
Lose your way, it's a pleasure when you're in my command
Put on your wings, you're responsible for everything

Desolate in anger and safe in isolation
You're about to be the victim of a holy visitation
By the rites that I've been given

Put on your wings, you're not responsible for anything
And I would love to trouble you in your time of need
Lose your way, it's a pleasure when you're in my command

When you're in my command, in my command
When you're in my command, in my command
[Incomprehensible]
When you're in my command, in my command

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The Beat - Lyrics - Elvis Costello

Title: The Beat
Artist: Elvis Costello
Composer(s): Declan Mcmanus

Lyric:
We're all going on a summer holiday
Vigilante's coming out to follow me
Heard somebody say, they're out to collar me
Anybody wanna swallow me?

Takes two to tumble, it takes two to tango
Speak up, don't mumble if you're in the combo

On the beat, on the beat
Till a man comes along and he says
"Have you been a good boy, never played with your toy?
Though you never enjoy, such a pleasure to employ"

See your friends in the state their in
See your friends getting under their skin
See your friends getting taken in

Well, if you only knew the things you do to me
I'd do anything to confuse the enemy
There's only one thing wrong with you befriending me
Take it easy, I think you're bending me

I've been a bad boy with the standard leader
My neighbor's revving up his Vaux hall Viva

On the beat, on the earth beat
Till a man comes along and he says
"Have you been a good boy, never played with your toy?
Though you never enjoy, such a pleasure to employ"

See your friends walking down the street
See your friends never quite complete
See your friends getting under their feet

Oh, I don't want to disease you
But I'm no good with machinery
Oh, I don't wanna freeze you
Stop looking at the scenery

I keep thinkin' about your mother
Oh, I don't wanna lick them
I don't wanna be a lover
I just wanna be your victim

I don't go out much at night
I don't go out much at all
Did you think you were the only one
Who was waiting for a call?

On the beat, on the beat, on the earth beat
Till a man comes along and he says
"Have you been a good boy, never played with your toy?
Though you never enjoy, such a pleasure to employ"

See your friends treat me like a stranger
See your friends despite all the arrangements
See your friends, nothing here has changed
Just the beat, just the beat, just the beat, just the beat

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Living For The Night - Lyrics - Savatage

Title: Living For The Night
Artist: Savatage
Composer(s): John Oliva, Paul O'Neill

Lyric:
In circles the winless fall
Head trapped between the wall
Sonic blast right through their ears
Iron curtain the mighty will fall
Visions on a crystal ball
Sorry tales of days gone past

Living for the night
Living for the night

Just a thought before your mind is lost
Do you know who you are?
Criminal days
Life trapped inside a maze
And little children can't go out

Living for the night
Living for the night

Out of touch, out of control
You watch the metal roll
You play the part
Just oh so well, ah

Like a torch without a flame
A pleasure victim of pain
You're caught inside
And can't get out

Living for the night
Living for the night
Living for the night
Living for the night
Living for the night

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The Art Of Subconscious Illusion - Lyrics - Sounding the Seventh Trumpet - Avenged Sevenfold

Title: The Art Of Subconscious Illusion
Album: Sounding the Seventh Trumpet
Artist: Avenged Sevenfold
Composer(s): Zachary James Baker, Brian Elwin Jr Haner, Matthew Charles Sanders, James Owen Sullivan

Lyric:
A living nightmare, asleep but still aware
The endless torture, the painless pleasure

I grasp myself, trying to regain control
I experience and learn in another faction of my mind
So confused but everything makes perfect sense
Can't feel the pain, emotional pain's so much deadlier

Lost, you've just been raped
Pain, your friends can't help you
Why won't they help you
Another reality

This can't be happening
Why is this happening?
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?

Trying hard to figure out what's done
I [Incomprehensible] but now I run
The images in my head
All the problems that I've been fed
All the problems that I've been fed
[Incomprehensible] in my head

Punching slowly my mind can't change the speed
As my victims bleed
No matter what I do or how hard I try
I can't use my abilities, use my abilities

Art of illusion
My razor sharp knife's edge
Pierces my victim's body
But I can't take their soul

Punching through jello
Stabbing, not killing
Disappointment, discomfort

My razor sharp knife's edge
Pierces my victim's body
But I can't take their soul

Punching through jello
Stabbing not killing
Disappointment, discomfort

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Lesson In Love - Lyrics - Bee Gees

Title: Lesson In Love
Artist: Bee Gees
Composer(s): George Bitzer, Barry Gibb, Maurice Ernest Gibb

Lyric:
On the dark side of the street
Just about midnight on the way
To the bright side when she calls

She turned out the light
I'm just a beginner when it comes
From a number on the wall

All God's children need someone to love
And you know I found mine
I've been waiting for the one

After her you will see me gone
I got a question answered anyway
She turned out to be a lesson in love
A lesson in love

Bad girls cross the line
Get it for nothing anytime
I am a victim of the blues

She don't know the truth
Nobody told her how to cry
She got a back against the wall

All God's children need someone to love
And you know, baby, you know I found mine
She can show me I'm the one
After me she'll be on the run

And lightning strikes in my bedroom
The satisfaction was to me a lesson in love
If you give your love for the first time

A lesson in love, you could learn from me
It's gonna be

All God's children need someone to love
And you know, baby, you know I found mine
She can show me I'm the one
After me she'll be on the run

And lightning strikes in my bedroom
The satisfaction was to me a lesson in love
If you give your love for the first time

A lesson in love, you could learn from me
It's gonna be
A lesson in love, there are ways and means
For your pleasure

A lesson in love, now just you wait and see
It's gonna be
A lesson in love
If you give your love for the first time

A lesson in love you could learn from me
A lesson in love

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Talk Like Sex - Lyrics - Kool G. Rap

Title: Talk Like Sex
Artist: Kool G. Rap
Composer(s): Eric Barrier, Nathaniel Thomas Wilson

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Lyric:
Can't ya digit, Honey?
Rated XXX

For the ladies, one hundred and ninety-five pounds of beef
Chicky eyes, curly hair and gold teeth
Swinging' with this here stud, you need practice
I'm leaving floods of blood on your mattress

I'll leave you holding' your swollen backside and rolling'
Filling' all three holes just like bowline'
Don't ask me what the price is
But it's more than your battery-operated devices

And I come fully equipped
With a temperature adjustment to heat up the tip
For demonstrations, watch me slam her
You'll notice the sound of steady pounding'

Like a jackhammer once on it, ya can't cop out
I'm pounding' ya down until your eyeballs pop out
I'm not your ordinary player
Because you'll leave in a wheelchair, dear, after I lay ya

Get a grip on your headboard and hold on to it
Or get sent right through it
Bite your nipples when I lick 'em
Not gentle when I stick 'em, huh

I'll leave 'em looking' like a rape victim
Any girl who steps to it
Ends up getting' their stomach pumped like Rod Stewart
I do a damn good job

That's why chicks are on my dick like a human swish kebab
Only nineteen and over permitted
No matter how much young girls wanna be with it
You ain't ready for the bed

You still got a pussy like Isaac Hayes' head
Come back in five years
When ya grow some hairs and when ya started drinking' beers
I'm hitting' hookah by the dozen

Makin' ya wetter 'cause I fuck better than your husband
Gavin' ya girl back spasms
'Cause G Rap has 'em orgasm after orgasm
Change the sheets? Ya must be kidding'

Ya gotta change the whole box spring
I ain't bullshitting', you get hit with hysteria
'Cause I'm bury a big one inside your private area
All hell is in your tush

When Koo G. Rap push pushes inside this bush
Another' home girl flinches
But I got inches for all you lil' wenches
The letter G is better when it comes to the letter X

An' I'ma talk like sex
Rated XXX
Can't ya diggit, Honey?
Rated XXX

Some say that I'm nasty plus
Hookaz are mad because they can't outlast me
Girl, you ain't too small
'Cause I turn your crystal to one size fits all

So if you're still confused when I'm screwin'
Let me explain to you exactly what I'm doin'
Exploring your body like a biologist
Inventin' new ways just like a scientist

Taggin' my name on your buns just like a printist
While I'm hurtin' your ass just like a dentist
You're so wild I feel like I'm a zoologist
Stretchin' your shit more than a gynecologist

I'm gonna twist your ass to death, miss
And when you piss, you'll see more stars than an astrologist
G Rap is hot blooded, freakin' horny
Far from corny, come and jump on me

I'm not small and all, I won't break down a stall
I drive the ass up the wall
Nuts and everything are well in shape
The only thing missin' on my dick is a cape

Let's get togetha', honey, ya never know what's next
And I'ma talk like sex
Rated XXX
Can't ya diggit, Honey?
Rated XXX

Big girls try to squash me
But I think with my dick, honey, so come and brainwash me
Hit the sack 'cause I ain't jokin'
'Cause when I start pumpin' shit up, I leave it smokin'

So ya betta hold on tight all right
'Cause my dick is a brown stick of dynamite
A stick, a trick and it kills her
I'm probably related to Long Dong Silver

But it gets gooder and gooder
Every time I grab a hooka and I put her on my frankfurter
Kiss your breasts to your navel and then I skip
'Cause the only thing I'm lickin' is your ass with a whip

And it's a real freaky scene
I'm hittin' girls with their heads in a guillotine
Why? Certainly I'm squirtin'
Bust your nut and get up and wipe my dick on your curtain

Pushin' your head to the pillow
And givin' more pleasure than a double-headed dildo
A big ass gives me a hard-on
But I fuck bitches with titties like Dolly Parton

Time or place doesn't matter to me, sweety
I'll fuck you on the A train while I write graffiti
In a restaurant, takin' you straight to heaven
In a cab or the back of 7-11

Whether you're white and the music you like is rock
You can come and get some hip-hop cock
Consider this dick on your clitoris
But never try to flex 'cause I'm talk like sex

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Can'T Give It Up - Lyrics - BTNHResurrection - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: Can'T Give It Up
Album: BTNHResurrection
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Steven Howse, Charles Scruggs, Lenton Tereill Hutton, Bryon Mccane, Anthony Henderson

Lyric:
There's always something you got to give up
(Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want
(But shit I don't know, I don't know)

There's always something you got to give up
(Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want
(But shit I don't know, I don't know)

There's always something you got to give up
(Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want
(But shit I don't know, I don't know)

There's always something you got to give up
(Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want
(But shit I don't know, I don't know)

My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday through Sunday
They tell me the world is mine but shit I don't want it, who want it?
How could it be mine and I'm still hungry, still hungry
Lost and lonely, so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend

But I predicted this endin', back in the day
'Cause I had visions of bad decisions knew niggaz would go astray
Although we pray and we pray and we pray
We do but still wanna make the loot

No more united, divided we fall, nigga and hard
We all dealt fucked up cards but don't complain
Just play the hand that you was dealt
You play 'em right you prevail, you play 'em wrong then you fail

It ain't hard to tell, when you been headed for self destruction
'Cause I, could look at the piece of the puzzle
It ain't no love involved everything we was dissolved
We all hard as one, but together we raw

And there ain't a nigga that can fuck wit that
We split up, we tied up, my nigga wassup wit that
Lettin' the devil get in, to the pen, devils pretendin' to be friends
We was taken by that snake in the grass

Should of stuck the nigga fast
Yeah, that motherfuckin' snake in the grass
We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus
Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis

There's always something you got to give up
If you want everything you
There's always something you got to give up
If you want everything you want

There's always something you got to give up
If you want everything you want
There's always something you got to give up
If you want everything you want

I was never on some solo shit
Always down to roll and blow a head off
He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me
When I was lonely and my daddy died all of my niggaz came to the church

And thanks for comin', I'm still stressed out over the death
When I take my breath and puff my cigarette
I think the world is just collapsin'
But I'm still rappin' get it all off my chest

So I came back to the action
When the bird was flyin', low, and laughin'
Family bashin' 'til it just happened
Then Wally passed and he asked me, "Wasn't it tragic?"

Louie askin' me if he'll ever come back so hard
We tell the truth, no use in beatin' around the bush
Baby I'm sorry, it's all in the game, throwin' up blood
Fuck it Layz', let's sign our life away

Now see me? I ain't givin' up a motherfuckin' thang
It's hard to come by and I ain't no bitch nigga
Shit been in some robberies and walkbys
And you don't want that, neither do I
But I will, I will 'cause I'm a hustler, hustler

High 'til I die, I'm gon' get mine
Even if it mean murder, gettin' caught, fuck it let me fry
Know it's hectic, niggaz start shit nowadays
But I'm a hustler just like you, don't bring that shit my way

Well, if there's somethin' you can't give up
(Would ya give it up)
To get everything you want
(I can feel the love)

Well, if there's somethin' you can't give up
(Would ya give it up)
To get everything you want
(I can feel the love)

Well, if there's somethin' you can't give up
(Would ya give it up)
To get everything you want
(I can feel the love)

Well, if there's somethin' you can't give up
(Would ya give it up)
To get everything you want
(I can feel the love)

Hell naw I'll be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga
Runnin' wit niggaz thats killas
The realest that be shermed out nigga
Spittin' my prophecy ain't no stoppin' me

I'm comin' through with the motherfuckin' shotty
I really don't wanna hurt nobody, just kill off Illuminati
Fuck the D.E.A. and the F.B.I.
I.R.S. can kiss my ass, U.C.P.D., F.C.C.

Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga come blast you
Blast you, hit 'em up like 'Pac did
Take 'em hostage, terrorize and torture
Your ghetto resource'll be pay back, pay back

Little Lay dat, young nigga with scrilla
And bitch I thought you knew
You got a beam on me? I got a beam on you
You fuck wit me? I'ma fuck wit you

Bitch, like it always be
Y'all bitches gon' have to kill me, feel me!
You gon' have to pop me, to even try to stop me from grindin'
I'm leavin' you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs 'til you find us

All the nigga know what the hood like
In the streets gotta get that good life
Sellin' that, yeah, up under the street light
It's the hood life, don't fight

A nigga want out but just can't get out
So I guess I gots to face it
All them dreams of havin big thangs
I'm still gon' chase it

It's always somethin' you got to give up
(Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want
(But shit, I don't know, I don't know)

It's always somethin' you got to give up
(Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want
(But shit, I don't know, I don't know)

It's always somethin' you got to give up
(Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want
(But shit, I don't know, I don't know)

It's always somethin' you got to give up
(Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want
(But shit, I don't know, I don't know)

Here they come, wait can I bark talk Bone, jumpin' it feelin'
Better now, better hit 'em with the future shot
But feelin' like Pac, that's what the guy thought
But this shit don't stop, I send much love to the pop

Droppin' this shit today, we kickin' this thug music
Better love us, so when I love smokin' buds on the bus
See we gone sells out that'll make you lust
My nigga don't play too close, my thugs in heaven and shit

My niggas'll pop with the pistols, and snap out the holsters
And cover a snitch all wet
Why the fuck could not he write me S E T for the second sincerely
We baggin' 'em up rollin' niggas and throwin' 'em in the wasteland

Soldier, told ya nigga we gone have our time
Like daughters in heaven don't tell him, on his knee
He's fell, he better hope he don't fall victim
Niggas pick up another, then they run

But I'm through with the body bitch ah
But when they want it, yea he just in the business
Flesh givin' you pain or pleasure, whatever you want I'ma bring
Young, but them package you'll be impressed

If it was somethin' you can't give up
Yeah I know
(Would ya give it up)
To get everything you want
But shit I don't know I don't know
(I can feel the pump)

If it was somethin' you can't give up
Yeah I know
(Would ya give it up)
To get everything you want
But shit I don't know I don't know
(I can feel the pump)

If it was somethin' you can't give up
Yeah I know
(Would ya give it up)
To get everything you want
But shit I don't know I don't know
(I can feel the pump)
...

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I Live For Your Pain - Lyrics - The Dark Ride - Helloween

Title: I Live For Your Pain
Album: The Dark Ride
Artist: Helloween
Composer(s): Andreas Deris

Lyric:
Unchain your obscenity
Desirable enemy
Await my enlightening
Allow what your fate can bring

Now you're caught inside my cage
You are the object of my rage
Sin, I wash you clean again
I'm your redeemer

'Cause I, I live for your pain
I live for your pain
I'm dying

My victim you are meant to be
No, you cannot hide nor flee
You know what I'm looking for
Pleasure your torture, I will endure

Now you're caught inside my cage
You are the object of my rage
Sin, I wash you clean again
I'm your redeemer

'Cause I, I live for your pain
I live for your pain
I'm dying

I, I'll burn in your flame
I live for your pain
I'm dying, I'm dying
I burn

Now you rust inside my cage
You, the object of my rage
Blood, I wash you clean again

I'm your redeemer
Be my believer

'Cause I, I live for your pain
I live for your pain
I'm dying

I, I burn in you're flames
I live for your pain
I'm dying, I'm dying
I'm dying, I burn

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Teardrops And Closed Caskets - Lyrics - Still I Rise (with Outlawz) - 2pac

Title: Teardrops And Closed Caskets
Album: Still I Rise (with Outlawz)
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Mutah W Beale, Yafeu Fula, Katari Cox, Quincy Jones, Skip Scarborough, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Nathaniel Hale, Nate Dogg, Val Young, Malcolm Greenidge

Lyric:
Word it's like all we got left
Teardrops and closed caskets
Throw it up fool, hey nigga
Tell me how you feel homie
Yeah

It took a week to go down, you recollect and see how crazy it sounds
The whole town's on a mission, adolescents, penitentiary bound
Now introducin' young Trigga
Since birth, eyes set on gettin' bigger
Just another wild ass nigga
But he was fiendin' for Precious, what?
But Precious was a ghetto girl
Couldn't be no sex without that gold Lexus

But lil' Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his papers
Seein' visions of people smokin' and niggaz catchin' vapors
Got his man from around the corner, we'll call him 'Lil Mo
Been in so many reform schools, they had to let him go
Here's where the plot thickens
They got a plot to make a profit with they glocks spittin'
They call the squad, hittin' blocks with they guns blowin'
Somebody's gonna die tonight

Still no one's knowin', so they kept goin'
Catchin' dealers comin' out they cars, will they survive?
Two semi automatic nines, them niggaz died
Plus nobody in the hood cries, it's like they celebrate
To death and wish they could die, so peep the lesson
But wait a minute back to Precious
She's snortin' dope in the backseat of Trigg's Lexus
Teardrops and closed caskets

Will I forever be alone?
(Teardrops and closed caskets)
(Teardrops and closed caskets)
Will I forever be alone?
(Teardrops and closed caskets)

Don't let these ghetto streets get you, Precious
Was the victim, from a dime to a nickel
Hopin' God's blessings stick with ya
Picture the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin' bigger
Familiar face, but a man now, it's lil' Trigga
Now Lil' Mo was a soldier to the fullest
Down for his homies, always the first to spit bullets
All he wanted was to be a thug

Never pictured his truest homeboy would fall in love
Here's where it gets ya
Now Precious is pregnant, lil' Trigga is happy
He wants to marry her now, not knowin' he ain't the daddy
But precious was lonely while lil' Trigga was makin' dough
She's slippin' in secret places and gettin' with Lil' Mo
The neighborhood's buzzin', now people are talkin'
Lil' Trigga's gettin' pictures of the both of 'em walkin'

Hand in hand, couldn't understand
How his baby's mama could disappear
With another man and his best friend
Now jealousy's dangerous, and if you don't believe me
Then watch the way that this story ends, and maybe you'll see
There ain't no heroes or villains, ain't no pleasure in killin'
Just the smoke from the cap, peelin' a man with no feelings
Teardrops and closed caskets

Will I forever be alone?
(Teardrops and closed caskets)
(Bury you dead and look ahead)
(A man with no feelings)
(Teardrops and closed caskets)
Will I forever be alone?
(Teardrops and closed caskets)
(That's all we got left, that's all)

Now with the problems of poverty, and the tricks to these tales
How many people will die? How many will live to tell?
Although best friends before, Lil' Trigga and Mo
They in an all out war, over a fiend they ain't know
Behind the curtains, their privacy, lust is already laid down
The results is the same with different names and it turns out
Y'all know how it is, same old thing in the same old town
Lil' Trigg got his nose wide open on this one trick, now he's played out
Think it's Lil' Mo, was plottin' plans on gettin' bigger
Precious was his way to put his hands on Lil' Trigga

All the while let's look at Precious
Too dumb to see what's goin' down, too doped up to ask questions
Used to be comrades, but now we blast on sight
What could be so bad?
God, will we last tonight?
From misdemeanors to felonies, small time to sellin' ki's
I can't believe the shit they tellin' me
They open fire, three bodies drop, so call the cops
Precious, Lil' Mo and Trigg
Teardrops and closed caskets

Will I forever be alone?
(Aiy QBIII in this motherfucker)
(Teardrops and closed caskets)
(We dedicate this to all the fallen comrades, that's right)
(All the homies that didn't make it to see this day)
(Rest in peace)
Will I forever be alone?
(Ya knahmean? I know it's hard out there)
(With teardrops and closed caskets)

(It's like that's all we got to look forward to these days)
(Murders, brothers dyin', funerals)
Will I forever be alone?
(Shit, it's like I ain't gonna wear another suit, homey
I done ran out of tears)
(We gon' have to do somethin y'all)
(We gon' have to do somethin')
Will I forever be alone?
('Cause I know all these mothers is tired of seein' the same thing)
(Rest in peace)
(Teardrops and closed caskets)

(I send this out to M'thulu Geronimo)
(And to, all the fallen comrades, all the soldiers)
Will I forever be alone?
(To the homie Boonie, rest in peace nigga)
(All the homies that fell, all the homies)
(May God bless your families)
(May you always live in the motherfuckin' heart)
Will I forever be alone?
(In a thug niggaz heart forever)
(That's right)
(Rest in peace nigga)

May your enemies be deceased, dead on the streets
We can't have peace 'til the niggaz get a piece

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No Time To Think - Lyrics - Street Legal - Bob Dylan

Title: No Time To Think
Album: Street Legal
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
In death, you face life with a child and a wife
Who sleep-walks through your dreams into walls
You're a soldier of mercy, and you're cold and you curse
"He who cannot be trusted must fall"

Loneliness, tenderness, high society, notoriety
You fight for the throne and you travel alone
Unknown as you slowly sink
And there's no time to think

In the Federal City you been blown and shown pity
In secret, for pieces of change
The empress attracts you but oppression distracts you
And it makes you feel violent and strange

Memory, ecstasy, tyranny, hypocrisy
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss
In the valley of the missing link
And you have no time to think

Judges will haunt you, the country priestess will want you
Her worst is better than best
I've seen all these decoys through a set of deep turquoise eyes
And I feel so depressed

China doll, alcohol, duality, mortality
Mercury rules you and destiny fools you
Like the plague, with a dangerous wink
And there's no time to think

Your conscience betrayed you when some tyrant waylaid you
Where the lion lies down with the lamb
I'd have paid off the traitor and killed him much later
But that's just the way that I am

Paradise, sacrifice, mortality, reality
But the magician is quicker and his game
Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink
And there's no time to think

Anger and jealousy's all that he sells us
He's content when you're under his thumb
Madmen oppose him, but your kindness throws him
To survive it you play deaf and dumb

Equality, liberty, humility, simplicity
You glance through the mirror and there's eyes staring clear
At the back of your head as you drink
And there's no time to think

Warlords of sorrow and queens of tomorrow
Will offer their heads for a prayer
You can't find no salvation, you have no expectations
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere

Mercury, gravity, nobility, humility
You know you can't keep her and the water gets deeper
That is leading you onto the brink
But there's no time to think

You've murdered your vanity, buried your sanity
For pleasure you must now resist
Lovers obey you but they cannot sway you
They're not even sure you exist

Socialism, hypnotism, patriotism, materialism
Fools making laws for the breaking of jaws
And the sound of the keys as they clink
But there's no time to think

The bridge that you travel on goes to the Babylon girl
With the rose in her hair
Starlight in the east and you're finally released
You're stranded but with nothing to share

Loyalty, unity, epitome, rigidity
You turn around for one real last glimpse of Camille
'Neath the moon shinin' bloody and pink
And there's no time to think

Bullets can harm you and death can disarm you
But no, you will not be deceived
Stripped of all virtue as you crawl through the dirt
You can give but you cannot receive

No time to choose when the truth must die
No time to lose or say goodbye
No time to prepare for the victim that's there
No time to suffer or blink and no time to think

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Talk Like Sex - Lyrics - Kool G. Rap &Amp; Dj Polo

Title: Talk Like Sex
Artist: Kool G. Rap &Amp; Dj Polo
Composer(s): Eric Barrier, Nathaniel Thomas Wilson

Lyric:
Can't ya digit, Honey?
Rated XXX

For the ladies, one hundred and ninety-five pounds of beef
Chicky eyes, curly hair and gold teeth
Swinging' with this here stud, you need practice
I'm leaving floods of blood on your mattress

I'll leave you holding' your swollen backside and rolling'
Filling' all three holes just like bowline'
Don't ask me what the price is
But it's more than your battery-operated devices

And I come fully equipped
With a temperature adjustment to heat up the tip
For demonstrations, watch me slam her
You'll notice the sound of steady pounding'

Like a jackhammer once on it, ya can't cop out
I'm pounding' ya down until your eyeballs pop out
I'm not your ordinary player
Because you'll leave in a wheelchair, dear, after I lay ya

Get a grip on your headboard and hold on to it
Or get sent right through it
Bite your nipples when I lick 'em
Not gentle when I stick 'em, huh

I'll leave 'em looking' like a rape victim
Any girl who steps to it
Ends up getting' their stomach pumped like Rod Stewart
I do a damn good job

That's why chicks are on my dick like a human swish kebab
Only nineteen and over permitted
No matter how much young girls wanna be with it
You ain't ready for the bed

You still got a pussy like Isaac Hayes' head
Come back in five years
When ya grow some hairs and when ya started drinking' beers
I'm hitting' hookah by the dozen

Makin' ya wetter 'cause I fuck better than your husband
Gavin' ya girl back spasms
'Cause G Rap has 'em orgasm after orgasm
Change the sheets? Ya must be kidding'

Ya gotta change the whole box spring
I ain't bullshitting', you get hit with hysteria
'Cause I'm bury a big one inside your private area
All hell is in your tush

When Koo G. Rap push pushes inside this bush
Another' home girl flinches
But I got inches for all you lil' wenches
The letter G is better when it comes to the letter X

An' I'ma talk like sex
Rated XXX
Can't ya diggit, Honey?
Rated XXX

Some say that I'm nasty plus
Hookaz are mad because they can't outlast me
Girl, you ain't too small
'Cause I turn your crystal to one size fits all

So if you're still confused when I'm screwin'
Let me explain to you exactly what I'm doin'
Exploring your body like a biologist
Inventin' new ways just like a scientist

Taggin' my name on your buns just like a printist
While I'm hurtin' your ass just like a dentist
You're so wild I feel like I'm a zoologist
Stretchin' your shit more than a gynecologist

I'm gonna twist your ass to death, miss
And when you piss, you'll see more stars than an astrologist
G Rap is hot blooded, freakin' horny
Far from corny, come and jump on me

I'm not small and all, I won't break down a stall
I drive the ass up the wall
Nuts and everything are well in shape
The only thing missin' on my dick is a cape

Let's get togetha', honey, ya never know what's next
And I'ma talk like sex
Rated XXX
Can't ya diggit, Honey?
Rated XXX

Big girls try to squash me
But I think with my dick, honey, so come and brainwash me
Hit the sack 'cause I ain't jokin'
'Cause when I start pumpin' shit up, I leave it smokin'

So ya betta hold on tight all right
'Cause my dick is a brown stick of dynamite
A stick, a trick and it kills her
I'm probably related to Long Dong Silver

But it gets gooder and gooder
Every time I grab a hooka and I put her on my frankfurter
Kiss your breasts to your navel and then I skip
'Cause the only thing I'm lickin' is your ass with a whip

And it's a real freaky scene
I'm hittin' girls with their heads in a guillotine
Why? Certainly I'm squirtin'
Bust your nut and get up and wipe my dick on your curtain

Pushin' your head to the pillow
And givin' more pleasure than a double-headed dildo
A big ass gives me a hard-on
But I fuck bitches with titties like Dolly Parton

Time or place doesn't matter to me, sweety
I'll fuck you on the A train while I write graffiti
In a restaurant, takin' you straight to heaven
In a cab or the back of 7-11

Whether you're white and the music you like is rock
You can come and get some hip-hop cock
Consider this dick on your clitoris
But never try to flex 'cause I'm talk like sex

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Can'T Give It Up [Rock Remix] - Lyrics - The Collection: Vol. 2 - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: Can'T Give It Up [Rock Remix]
Album: The Collection: Vol. 2
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Steven Howse, Charles Scruggs, Lenton Tereill Hutton, Bryon Mccane, Anthony Henderson

Lyric:
There's always something you got to give up
(Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want
(But shit I don't know, I don't know)

There's always something you got to give up
(Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want
(But shit I don't know, I don't know)

There's always something you got to give up
(Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want
(But shit I don't know, I don't know)

There's always something you got to give up
(Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want
(But shit I don't know, I don't know)

My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday through Sunday
They tell me the world is mine but shit I don't want it, who want it?
How could it be mine and I'm still hungry, still hungry
Lost and lonely, so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend

But I predicted this endin', back in the day
'Cause I had visions of bad decisions knew niggaz would go astray
Although we pray and we pray and we pray
We do but still wanna make the loot

No more united, divided we fall, nigga and hard
We all dealt fucked up cards but don't complain
Just play the hand that you was dealt
You play 'em right you prevail, you play 'em wrong then you fail

It ain't hard to tell, when you been headed for self destruction
'Cause I, could look at the piece of the puzzle
It ain't no love involved everything we was dissolved
We all hard as one, but together we raw

And there ain't a nigga that can fuck wit that
We split up, we tied up, my nigga wassup wit that
Lettin' the devil get in, to the pen, devils pretendin' to be friends
We was taken by that snake in the grass

Should of stuck the nigga fast
Yeah, that motherfuckin' snake in the grass
We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus
Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis

There's always something you got to give up
If you want everything you
There's always something you got to give up
If you want everything you want

There's always something you got to give up
If you want everything you want
There's always something you got to give up
If you want everything you want

I was never on some solo shit
Always down to roll and blow a head off
He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me
When I was lonely and my daddy died all of my niggaz came to the church

And thanks for comin', I'm still stressed out over the death
When I take my breath and puff my cigarette
I think the world is just collapsin'
But I'm still rappin' get it all off my chest

So I came back to the action
When the bird was flyin', low, and laughin'
Family bashin' 'til it just happened
Then Wally passed and he asked me, "Wasn't it tragic?"

Louie askin' me if he'll ever come back so hard
We tell the truth, no use in beatin' around the bush
Baby I'm sorry, it's all in the game, throwin' up blood
Fuck it Layz', let's sign our life away

Now see me? I ain't givin' up a motherfuckin' thang
It's hard to come by and I ain't no bitch nigga
Shit been in some robberies and walkbys
And you don't want that, neither do I
But I will, I will 'cause I'm a hustler, hustler

High 'til I die, I'm gon' get mine
Even if it mean murder, gettin' caught, fuck it let me fry
Know it's hectic, niggaz start shit nowadays
But I'm a hustler just like you, don't bring that shit my way

Well, if there's somethin' you can't give up
(Would ya give it up)
To get everything you want
(I can feel the love)

Well, if there's somethin' you can't give up
(Would ya give it up)
To get everything you want
(I can feel the love)

Well, if there's somethin' you can't give up
(Would ya give it up)
To get everything you want
(I can feel the love)

Well, if there's somethin' you can't give up
(Would ya give it up)
To get everything you want
(I can feel the love)

Hell naw I'll be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga
Runnin' wit niggaz thats killas
The realest that be shermed out nigga
Spittin' my prophecy ain't no stoppin' me

I'm comin' through with the motherfuckin' shotty
I really don't wanna hurt nobody, just kill off Illuminati
Fuck the D.E.A. and the F.B.I.
I.R.S. can kiss my ass, U.C.P.D., F.C.C.

Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga come blast you
Blast you, hit 'em up like 'Pac did
Take 'em hostage, terrorize and torture
Your ghetto resource'll be pay back, pay back

Little Lay dat, young nigga with scrilla
And bitch I thought you knew
You got a beam on me? I got a beam on you
You fuck wit me? I'ma fuck wit you

Bitch, like it always be
Y'all bitches gon' have to kill me, feel me!
You gon' have to pop me, to even try to stop me from grindin'
I'm leavin' you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs 'til you find us

All the nigga know what the hood like
In the streets gotta get that good life
Sellin' that, yeah, up under the street light
It's the hood life, don't fight

A nigga want out but just can't get out
So I guess I gots to face it
All them dreams of havin big thangs
I'm still gon' chase it

It's always somethin' you got to give up
(Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want
(But shit, I don't know, I don't know)

It's always somethin' you got to give up
(Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want
(But shit, I don't know, I don't know)

It's always somethin' you got to give up
(Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want
(But shit, I don't know, I don't know)

It's always somethin' you got to give up
(Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want
(But shit, I don't know, I don't know)

Here they come, wait can I bark talk Bone, jumpin' it feelin'
Better now, better hit 'em with the future shot
But feelin' like Pac, that's what the guy thought
But this shit don't stop, I send much love to the pop

Droppin' this shit today, we kickin' this thug music
Better love us, so when I love smokin' buds on the bus
See we gone sells out that'll make you lust
My nigga don't play too close, my thugs in heaven and shit

My niggas'll pop with the pistols, and snap out the holsters
And cover a snitch all wet
Why the fuck could not he write me S E T for the second sincerely
We baggin' 'em up rollin' niggas and throwin' 'em in the wasteland

Soldier, told ya nigga we gone have our time
Like daughters in heaven don't tell him, on his knee
He's fell, he better hope he don't fall victim
Niggas pick up another, then they run

But I'm through with the body bitch ah
But when they want it, yea he just in the business
Flesh givin' you pain or pleasure, whatever you want I'ma bring
Young, but them package you'll be impressed

If it was somethin' you can't give up
Yeah I know
(Would ya give it up)
To get everything you want
But shit I don't know I don't know
(I can feel the pump)

If it was somethin' you can't give up
Yeah I know
(Would ya give it up)
To get everything you want
But shit I don't know I don't know
(I can feel the pump)

If it was somethin' you can't give up
Yeah I know
(Would ya give it up)
To get everything you want
But shit I don't know I don't know
(I can feel the pump)
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