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Friday, August 13, 2010

Three Way - Lyrics - City High - City High

Title: Three Way
Album: City High
Artist: City High
Composer(s): Ryan Toby, Vidal Davis

Lyric:
Now the way it went
Got me in this messed up predicament
'Cause I ain't know how to be monogamous
I was caught in the wrong just walkin'
Through the mall with this shorty on my arm
Now I played the fool

Sittin' in the sneaker store buyin' shoes
My girl's best friend came strolling through
I tried to turn away but I moved too late
'Cause she already saw my face
I was hopin' she

Didn't really get a good look at me
She walked out the store so casually
I thought that I was fine
Till she called me later on with my girl on the line

She'd seen me
Called me up on the three way
Givin' my girl the whole replay
Has it happened to you, has it happened to you?

She'd seen me
Called me up on the three way
Givin' my girl the whole replay
Tell me what to do?

Now I tried to lie
Sayin' that it must have been some other guy
You know your friends jealous of you and I
'Cause she got a man so she's all up in our business
Shut up and let me finish girl you crushin' me

Actin' like you ain't got no trust in me
I thought you said that you was in love with me
Well act you know me and hang up the phone
So your girlie was alone but she ain't quit

The more I tried to lie, the angrier she'd get
Told me it was over with us, that's it
Word to all men
If your goin' be out creepin', look out for her friend

She'd seen me
Called me up on the three way
Givin' my girl the whole replay
Has it happened to you, has it happened to you?

She'd seen me
Called me up on the three way
Givin' my girl the whole replay
Tell me what to do?

Now ladies know how to stick together, together
No matter what you say you ain't goin'
Now brothas better have they stuff together together
'Cause she always goin' believe her friend
She always goin' to believe her friend

She'd seen me
Called me up on the three way
Givin' my girl the whole replay
Has it happened to you, has it happened to you?

She'd seen me
Called me up on the three way
Givin' my girl the whole replay
Tell me what to do? Yeah

What, what?
Let's see how baby
Yeah let's see how baby
[Incomprehensible]

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Never An Easy Way - Lyrics - Morcheeba

Title: Never An Easy Way
Artist: Morcheeba
Composer(s): Ross Godfrey, Paul Godfrey, Skye Edwards

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Lyric:
I think I slip the net
But I cut myself free
I'm not losing yet
So, don't forget me

I'll say it, replay it, and try tomorrow
I'll say it, replay it, and live with sorrow

You'd think I learn by now
There's never an easy way
I get through somehow
I'm on my knees to pray

You'd think I learn by now
There's never an easy way
I get through somehow
I'm on my knees

I'll admit I'm wrong
But I'm getting on track
I've been here too long
I'm under attack

I place it, replace it, and try to change
I place it, replace it, and rearrange

You'd think I learn by now
There's never an easy way
I get through somehow
I'm on my knees to pray

You'd think I learn by now
There's never an easy way
I get through somehow
I'm on my knees to pray

On my knees to pray

I think I slip the net
But I cut myself free
I'm not losing yet
So don't forget me

I'll say it, replay it, and try tomorrow
I'll say it, replay it, and live with sorrow

You'd think I learn by now
There's never an easy way
I get through somehow
I'm on my knees to pray

You'd think I learn by now
There's never an easy way
I get through somehow
I'm on my knees to pray
I'm on my knees to pray

On my knees to pray
On my knees to pray

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Monday, August 9, 2010

Ok (Remix) - Lyrics - Nivea

Title: Ok (Remix)
Artist: Nivea
Composer(s): Jeffrey Grigsby, Traci Hale, Sean Joseph, Nivea B. Nash, Jonathan Smith, Terius Nash

Lyric:
Had to do a remix for the West side pimp

That's it now shawty peep
This my girls with me on the floor
To get 'em with that remix that said
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, shawty

So spin it back Mr. DJ
And get the radio station
Tell 'em to replay that
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, shawty

I see you watchin' me
Lookin' like you want to be all about it
Those rims are lookin' clean
And I can't ignore you, baby

Better not be wastin' my time
You better make up ya mind
Come here and talk to me
Make me feel like one of a kind

This is for them girls who stay fly, stay fly
Make them boys say you so fine, you so fine
22's on that O5 that O5
And get that Red Cup in the sky and raise it high

That's it now shawty peep
This my girls with me on the floor
To get 'em with that remix that said
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, shawty

So spin it back, Mista DJ
And get the radio station
Tell them to replay that
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, shawty

Bartender, where's my drink?
I'm tryin' to get on the floor now
Turn that blue into green
Incredible, ready to go now

My girl got them flyers
And fly backs you know that
G's up in this club
In them white tee's and them throwbacks

This is for them girls who stay fly, stay fly
Make them boys say you so fine, you so fine
22's on that O5 that O5
And get that red cup in the sky and raise it high

That's it now shawty peep
This my girls with me on the floor
To get 'em with that remix that said
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, shawty

So spin it back Mista DJ
And get the radio station
Tell them to replay that
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, shawty

Nivea, Nivea, Nivea, Nivea
(Red cup)
Put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up
(Remix)

Nivea, Nivea, Nivea, Nivea
(Red cup)
Put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up
(Let's go)

It's tha main town killas in the black chinchillas
Ya'll niggas know you can't stop this shit
Love how tha country boy rock this shit
Star 67 gonna block my hit, now that boy done hit a lick
Sellin' these records like I sell them bricks

There he is, roll it up, you're from tha "A" throw it up
24's I be on them D's on that truck is tha 415's
So fresh, so clean, so fresh, so clean
Good out tha "A" gone back it up
Get it on tha floor girl back it up
Okay remix, Nivea, Nivea, Nivea

That's it now shawty peep
This my girls with me on the floor
To get 'em with that remix that said
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, shawty

So spin it back, Mista DJ
And get the radio station
Tell them to replay that
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, shawty

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

Only In The Movies - Lyrics - Making The Grade - Diffuser

Title: Only In The Movies
Album: Making The Grade
Artist: Diffuser
Composer(s): Tomas Costanza

Lyric:
She's burning out on apathy, unsure of where she wants to be
If she could change the world, I think she'd rather sleep

18 and feeling out of place, frustrated that she can't relate
Knee deep in disillusion of her mental state

In time you will learn to stand upon your feet
'Cause only in the movies can you replay every scene
Until it comes out clean

Move to a lower east side dorm, she's got no friends to call her own
Still can't get used to living far away from home

So bored to death of being bored, ambition seems to go ignored
Her disposition is decaying at the core

In time you will learn to stand upon your feet
'Cause only in the movies can you replay every scene
Until it comes out clean

All things are good and some are bad, it's a really what you make of it
You're locked inside a world that's planned out just for you

She's burning out on apathy, unsure of where she wants to be
If she could change the world, I think she'd rather sleep

In time you will learn to stand upon your feet
'Cause only in the movies can you replay every scene
(Until it comes out clean)

Just wait some time, you will learn to stand upon your feet
'Cause only in the movies can you replay every scene
Until it comes out clean

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Run It Back Again - Lyrics - Corbin Bleu

Title: Run It Back Again
Artist: Corbin Bleu
Composer(s): Matthew Gerrard, Robbie Nevil

Lyric:
Yeah!

Lookin? back wishin? you could rewind
Changin? every wrong to right that you see
If you could don?t you think that you would
Make your world just like you want it to be?

Now it?s never too late, there?s a will, there?s a way
Gotta stay in the game, go the distance
?Cause you live and you learn that it takes a lot of work
But you win in the end with persistence, oh!

Mix it up, get it right, go for another try
You still run it back again
Replay, hit rewind, this time you?ll do it right
?Til you run it back again

Run it back again, run it back again, try again

Never wait around ?cause every minute counts
If you had the time what would you do with it?
What would you change? Tell me, what would rearrange?
If you got the puzzle right, how would the pieces fit?

Now it?s never too late, there?s a will, there?s a way
You can save the day like a hero
?Cause you live and you learn that it takes a lot of work
Hopin? nothin?s gonna stop you, oh no, go go!

Mix it up, get it right, go for another try
You still run it back again
Replay, hit rewind, this time you?ll do it right
?Til you run it back again
Run it back again!

On your mark, get set, let?s go!
Aw, you can make it happen if you want it to
Tick tock, time to rock, you know
The future?s up to you

One more time now

Mix it up, get it right, go for another try
You still run it back again
Replay, hit rewind, this time you?ll do it right
?Til you run it back again

Mix it up, get it right, go for another try
You still run it back again
Replay, hit rewind, this time you?ll do it right
?Til you run it back again
Run it back again!

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Saturday, August 21, 2010

Love Scene - Lyrics - All That I Am - Joe

Title: Love Scene
Album: All That I Am
Artist: Joe
Composer(s): Joe Thomas, Jolyon Skinner, Michele Williams

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Lyric:
Yeah
Well well well well well, baby
Baby
Listen baby

(Take one)
Baby lyin' on the bed
Exotic fantasies goin' through her head
(Take two)
I jump into my SL6
I gotta make my way to the crib mad quick

(Take three)
I see my baby as I step inside
She's staring at me with those bedroom eyes
(Take four)
Honey shippin' on some Chardonnay
The sex is even better when she's feeling that way

All I want to do right now is love her down
I don't give a damn about who hears the sound
We'll be in the groove until the sun comes up
Together we'll get lost inside the love

Let's make a love scene, steamy and blue
Erotic memories for an audience of two
And we'll make a love scene, let the foreplay begin
And replay each moment again and again and again

(Take five)
The Jacuzzi just 'bout ready for us
We step into the water and you tremble at my touch
(Take six)
I see you gettin' steamin' hot
Girl, it ain't just the bubbles that been hittin' the spot

Take it off, take it off, take it off till you get enough
Anyway that you like, it's okay, come and get my love
(Yeah)

All I want to do right now is love her down
(Love her down)
I don't give a damn about who hears the sound
(Hears a sound)
We'll be in the groove until the sun comes up
Together well get lost inside the love
(Yeah)

Lets make a love scene, steamy and blue
(Make a love scene)
Erotic memories for an audience of two
And we'll make a love scene, let the foreplay begin
(We'll make a love scene)
And replay each moment again and again and again

I'm gonna keep lovin' I'm gonna keep lovin' you, baby
(When the curtain drops)
We won't stop, we won't stop
(We wont stop)
(Baby)

Lets make a love scene, steamy and blue
(Let's make a love scene)
(See, I got what you want)
Erotic memories for an audience of two
(You got what I need)
(Of two)
And we'll make a love scene, let the foreplay begin
(We'll make a love scene)
(Baby)
And replay each moment again and again and again
(Yeah)

Girl, I'm down to take a sip from your cup
(No, no, no, no, no, no, no)
If you drink from my fountain of love
Girl, I'm down to take a sip from your cup
(From your cup)
If you drink from my fountain of love

69 was a very good year
(Do you remember, girl)
If you know what I mean, my dear
(Baby)
69 was a very good year
(I could remember)
If you know what I mean, my dear
(Let's do it over and over again)

Let's make a love scene, steamy and blue
(Let's make a love scene)
(Let's do it on the floor)
Erotic fantasies for an audience of two
(Anyway you like it, girl, alright)
And we'll make a love scene

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Be Easy - Lyrics - Fishscale - Ghostface Killah

Title: Be Easy
Album: Fishscale
Artist: Ghostface Killah
Composer(s): Iii, Leon F. Sylvers, Dennis Coles, Peter N. Phillips

Lyric:
Yeah, what's happpening New York City?
It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight
NahwhatImean? We about to get it popping, let's go!
Yo yo

Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around
With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay
Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's
In the house, put the record on replay

Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh
You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh
Every time you go uptown, you get jipped, uh
That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh

You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh
You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh
I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh
You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh

The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son
You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em
You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister
You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh

Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup
We mind seat up, so take our picture
I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya
Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher

Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga
You knowhatImean, it's about to pop off
Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor
Get the fuck out the way, come on

Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around
With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay
Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's
In the house, put the record on replay

Yo, it's Tone in the building, the teams in the building
Niggaz wanna beef, what up, what up, what up
We packed to the ceiling we constantly chilling
We can 'cause we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut

Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yeah, now
Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now
Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like Deja Vu
Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo

Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up
Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up
They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up
Like, "Nah, doc, he look better in a hearse truck"

I tried to ignore it, his people saw it
I ain't the type of dude you go to war with
My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit
When the heat's on, you know I draw it
I had his number down, Toney just called it

Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!
Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal
Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in, yo

Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around
With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay
Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's
In the house, put the record on replay

Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V
Gotta burn those leaves, and uh
Pretty Tone make the girls say please
Daddy work that D, put it in and be eas' and uh

So what, come on, now some of y'all people
Might know me from my wallabies
Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me
I stick it up like an iced cake robbery

And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me
Floss the ill robes since Criminology
Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me
Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens
I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me

They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies
Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me
Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty
Ya'll can just crown me

Yeah, that's right
I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight
How y'all like that shit? YouknowhatImean?
You really run New York
This is that Theodore shit, muthafucker

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

The Video Store - Lyrics - Fm Static

Title: The Video Store
Artist: Fm Static
Composer(s): Steve Augustine, Trevor Mcnevan

Lyric:
When I walked in to the room
I wasn't thinking anything but
Maybe I would rent a flick that a guy would
As I'm talking to myself I saw her
Reach for the top shelf right for the
Fade to black then I knew it was over

I fall apart, 'cause you've got a late charge on my heart
If it's alright with you, we'll meet in the 'Previously Viewed'
Sometimes I try to replay you in my mind
But who am I kidding here
I won't forget that time in the video store

That time in the video store

Now here we are in the second verse
Lookin' worst than the first
Don't wanna end up like my man Fred Durst

'Cause he did it all for the Nookie
When she looked up I thought I must be dreamin'
She had the eyes of an angel
Even think I might of saw wings, I'm leavin'

I fall apart, 'cause you've got a late charge on my heart
If it's alright with you, we'll meet in the 'Previously Viewed'
Sometimes I try to replay you in my mind
But who am I kidding here
I won't forget that time in the video store

That time in the video store

Every time I think I see you
I won't forget that nobody else
Could ever do what you did to me on that night
I saw you there so unexpected
I could care less who else was there
I've been infected, so infected by you

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Friday, August 13, 2010

I'M Catchin' Hell - Lyrics - Natalie Cole

Title: I'M Catchin' Hell
Artist: Natalie Cole
Composer(s): Chuck Jackson, Marvin Yancy

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Lyric:
Tonight, I, I just want to talk to the ladies
Oh fellows your cool but girls
If you've got a good man
You'd better keep him

Oh I know you're saying right now
What does she know?
Who is she to tell me about my situation
Well, I don't know your situation
But whatever it is, you should try to stay together

You know that big argument that you had the other night, remember
Well, today it's not nothing, just don't let him leave you, honey
'Cause then you'll find out that it wasn't those
Real big things you loved about him
It was the real small things, go on and laugh but it's true

You know, things that you've seen a thousand times around the house
But never paid any attention to
Like helping with the groceries
And helping in the yard, painting and repairing and
Huh, paying the bills

But you know now
All I have is memories and regrets
I could have given our love a chance to grow but no
I had to challenge it and be heard
Let me tell you something

That female liberation stuff
I don't know, sometimes
I don't think it's worth it
And I'm really feeling
Feeling kind of bad y'all

I'm catching hell living here alone
I never realized, oh Lord, that you mean so much to me
I'm catching Hell living here alone, I want you to come back, baby
Come back 'cause here's where you belong, oh yeah

If I could replay
If I could replay that whole scene again, oh well
You know that I would never, never say it again
That our love, our love is at it's end

And oh, you know that I would kind of ease on back, yes I would
And let confusion pass on by
I took a fool's way out, oh yeah
Without one good reason why

I'm catching hell, catching hell
Lord I'm living, living, living here alone
Alone, lone, I didn't believe it could be
You know all the pressure on me, all the time

Oh, I'm catching hell, well, well
Living here alone, lone, lone, lone
Lone, lone, lone, to tell you the truth, to tell you the truth
I'm going out of my mind, yeah

(Oh, do you hear me tonight)
I don't have too much more to say except
(This is my story)
Somebody told me that if you've got something
(Hey, this is my song)

That's good to you and you don't use it, you might lose it
(Sad, sad, sad, song)
(Song, so sad)

So girls hold on to your good thing
(Oh)
(You gotta hold on a little bit now)

And don't let go, oh do you hear me tonight
It's so sad living alone, living alone
Hold on to your good thing, hold on
(Well, well)
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, Lordy, Lordy do you know what it's like

Catching hell
(Somebody turn up the microphone, oh)
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Revolution - Lyrics - Authority Zero

Title: Revolution
Artist: Authority Zero
Composer(s): Bill Marcks, Jim Wilcox, Jason Devore, Jeremy Wood

Lyric:
Look at the blueprints as they disappear
'Cuz of the blank space filled with all our fears
To make a move could be devastation
To take a chance is a way to face them
Make a it a choice to take a different road

You want a revolution
You gotta make a difference on your own
Wanna revolution
Stand up, stand out and make it known

You want a revolution
You gotta make a difference on your own
Wanna revolution
Stand up, stand out and make it known

A new state relivation
A new day brings you to the nation
These days another way to replay, no replay
I think I'm better this way
Times up and can I say its okay, to late
I should've could've made me why wait
But in the end it could be my last big mistake

You want a revolution
You gotta make a difference on your own
Wanna revolution
Stand up, stand out and make it known

You want a revolution
You gotta make a difference on your own
Wanna revolution
Stand up, stand out and make it known

Face first new days the choices we made
Face first new days the choices we made

Face first our ability to chose I make a change
Insteada saying that its just fine
Time to open up and time to realize
You can make a difference if you try

You want a revolution
You gotta make a difference on your own
Wanna revolution
Stand up, stand out and make it known

You want a revolution
You gotta make a difference on your own
Wanna revolution
Stand up, stand out and make it known
You gotta stand out and make it known
You want a revolution

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Saturday, August 7, 2010

4000 Miles - Lyrics - Blazing Arrow - Blackalicious

Title: 4000 Miles
Album: Blazing Arrow
Artist: Blackalicious
Composer(s): Lateef Kenneth Daumont, Xavier Lorenzo Mosley, Timothy Jerome Parker, Vincent Segel, Charles Stewart

Lyric:
J5 Blackalicious
Yo, we take a journey through music right now
We take a journey through music right now

Yo, when music temptations can't be resisted
Fifths will be unconsistent make me a misfit
Listed as a phenomenon I got an oncoming bomb
Which is perfection and flexin' like I spent time in Nam

The beat is on and its nice an easy
Instrumentals blendin' like cinnamon rice and peas
And lives a breeze when you don't have to kick it to find
Contemplate the creation with blackalicious and I

Tuna fish is for a musical infant hes past gone
Tryin' to hold fast and grasp hits like last fall
So last long flash on keepin' the past strong
We grab songs and rhythm so people can catch on, yes

My mic honor 'cause my momma I twiced promised her
Love life if music is truly your wife honor
Her burnin' to your thermometer stretch a million kilomteres
Connect a population at birth to one another for real

Music, deliver from within and it covers up everything
Music, when the melody and rhythm get the moving an unity
Movin' one force one love one whole community
Do it, keep travelin' on, keep travelin' on

Underground or overboard overload oh my, Lord
More remore pure sonic over joy sworn for shorts
Unseen aquatic 'bout to get explored
Warriors breakin' all the limits twistin' the laws

Now who said that underground is only just one more
I'm selling time and space and matter makin'
Hula-hoops of saturns sings

And bring my thing and sink to think
That these was meant to be writ if these spits will ever be writ
We on some destiny we just a piece of this
We often testament on every cultural element

Ever sent to us by the ancestors as though we manifest it
Some new world pedestrians
Just lounging with some fishin' poles up on the moons crescent
Just tryin' to make some history spittin' on a few records

I had a dream like martin Luther king in adolescence
And now I'm out in Tokyo and Europe havin' sessions
The final destination used to be my main question
But then I looked and all that I was searchin' for was present

The final destination used to be my main question
But then I looked and all that I was searchin' for was present
And now I'm out and, out on and on the road we play
Soundin' off like army ho replay
Talkin' bout walkin' miles of roads he paved
Travel out droppin' bombs with no delay

And now I'm out and out on and on the road we play
(Music, deliver from within and it covers up everything)
Soundin' off like army ho replay
Talkin' 'bout walkin' miles of roads he paved
(Music, when the melody and rhythm get the moving an unity)
Travel out droppin' bombs with no delay
(Movin', one God one love one whole community)
(Do it, keep travelin', on keep travelin' on)

Now see we rock around the clock we don't stop for nothin'
Gonna take it to the top, go non stop, go no frontin'
People listen when it drops 'cause it speaks to something
In they souls when they all alone spacing in the zone

Or walking they block, talking to they homey at the shop
See the point is this, even if the homey got the shot
Then there still be the bump knockin' in your trunk
Get ya out your slump rockin' it straight off the top

I'm cockin' it like ingredients thrown hap-hazardly inside a crock pot
With a magic sock schnapps a big ass book and some vodka
And pass it my way 'cause I'm a real big talker
And I love new experiences I'm the godfather

Of gettin' into to trouble on the road undercover shit
Take your whole crowd if you leave 'em uncovered
And I believe even hammer would say my shits proper work
Not to put a damper on the underground answer shit

You dealin' wit motherfuckas not underground anthem thugs
Rock from the west coast damn near the Athens
And you still hate a whack song as much as the next man
And still in love with the good one

We interact with listeners this is our contribution on the war against
The whiteness is likeness a constitution of fatness
Blackalicious jurassic more lytyrical madness
Your mind is captured with tactics to get you back to the fatness

And you still want to battle just how long does this last?
We have the fashion to classic the pure love satisfaction
Is when the magic is captured live-action ain't tangible with

Music, deliver from within and it covers up everything
Music, when the melody and rhythm get the moving an unity
Movin', one God one love one whole community
Do it, keep travelin' on, keep travelin' on

We take a journey through music right now
We take a journey through music right now
We take a journey through music right now
We take a journey

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Replay - Lyrics - Life On A Plate - Millencolin

Title: Replay
Album: Life On A Plate
Artist: Millencolin
Composer(s): Fredrik Larzon, Mathias Farm, Erik Ohlsson, Nikola Sarcevic

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Lyric:
Another fairytale about these endless feelings
And when it's heating up, I think, I'm stuck forever
I try to lose some weight, I try to get in shape
But in the end, I always end up lost inside myself

Up and down gets nothing done
No, I just keep on waitin'
Round and round out with the thumb
No, I just keep on waitin'

Twelve numbers stare at me, sometimes it's not that easy
Instead of wakin' up, I think, I'll sleep forever
What happened to the day routines that always kept me goin'?
Where the hell are all the dreams I had about my life?

Up and down gets nothing done
No, I just keep on waitin'
Round and round out with the thumb
No, I just keep on waitin'

I just keep on waitin' now, someday I'll get the time
To get me back on the right track and no more slack
Got to keep an open mind, I get it out of this daily grind
And deep inside I know I will

That's how it is

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Saturday, July 31, 2010

Push - Lyrics - Insomniac - Enrique Iglesias

Title: Push
Album: Insomniac
Artist: Enrique Iglesias
Composer(s): Enrique M Iglesias

Lyric:
Flatball, yeah right
Hey moma, they call me Wheezy
And you should be with me
I got a pocket full of reasons

Baby, I could bless you and you ain't even sneeze it
I'd be expressin' you and you don't even need me
I could have you dreamin',
When you ain't even sleepin'

Moma, I could help you get off like the weekend
She said, she wanna do to the new Enrique
I pocket this in, put the song on replay
And then she backed it up like replay

When you need it
Girl I try to hide it, but I can?t escape it, oh, baby
Please forgive me
When I think of you, my thoughts are so X rated, oh, baby

Baby, I don?t give a damn
I know that you meant no other inside, oh, oh
And your eyes don?t tell a lie
I know you wanna come with me tonight and I see you rock

But first you gotta
Push, push, back upon it, make me believe you want it
Push, push, back upon it, girl I can't go home on it
Push, push back upon it, go ahead lay it on it
Don?t stop until the morning, just keep pushing back on it

Do you love me? You know it
Do you need me? You know it
Will you please me? You know it
Will you tease me? You know it

Baby I
I?m the kinda guy that don?t get real excited, oh, baby
When you have, when you have you?re private party
I hope that I?m invited, oh, babe

Baby, I don?t give a damn
I know that you meant no other inside, oh, oh
And your eyes don?t tell a lie
I know you wanna come with me tonight and I see you rock

But first you gotta
Push, push, back upon it, make me believe you want it
Push, push, back upon it, girl I can't go home on it
Push, push back upon it, go ahead lay it on it
Don?t stop until the morning, just keep pushing back on it

Is it half that you bag it up just that
Now drop it like it?s hot
And pop it like a grab
And stop it like a watch, now move it like clockwork

Your body is trembling and your booty is an outburst
She wanna do it
Do it with no delay
I told her I?ll go running, running just like relay

?Coz I?m cool
Till I tha breeze way
And pushing like sulk
And P E P P A

Push, push, back upon it, make me believe you want it
Push, push, back upon it, girl I can't go home on it
Push, push back upon it, go ahead lay it on it
Don?t stop until the morning, just keep pushing back on it

Push, push, back upon it, make me believe you want it
Push, push, back upon it, girl I can't go home on it
Push, push back upon it, go ahead lay it on it
Don?t stop until the morning, just keep pushing back on it

Push, push girl
Mr. Morales
Push, push girl
Push, push girl
Push, push

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

I'M Catching Hell - Lyrics - Natalie Cole

Title: I'M Catching Hell
Artist: Natalie Cole
Composer(s): Chuck Jackson, Marvin Yancy

Lyric:
Tonight, I, I just want to talk to the ladies
Oh fellows your cool but girls
If you've got a good man
You'd better keep him

Oh I know you're saying right now
What does she know?
Who is she to tell me about my situation
Well, I don't know your situation
But whatever it is, you should try to stay together

You know that big argument that you had the other night, remember
Well, today it's not nothing, just don't let him leave you, honey
'Cause then you'll find out that it wasn't those
Real big things you loved about him
It was the real small things, go on and laugh but it's true

You know, things that you've seen a thousand times around the house
But never paid any attention to
Like helping with the groceries
And helping in the yard, painting and repairing and
Huh, paying the bills

But you know now
All I have is memories and regrets
I could have given our love a chance to grow but no
I had to challenge it and be heard
Let me tell you something

That female liberation stuff
I don't know, sometimes
I don't think it's worth it
And I'm really feeling
Feeling kind of bad y'all

I'm catching hell living here alone
I never realized, oh Lord, that you mean so much to me
I'm catching Hell living here alone, I want you to come back, baby
Come back 'cause here's where you belong, oh yeah

If I could replay
If I could replay that whole scene again, oh well
You know that I would never, never say it again
That our love, our love is at it's end

And oh, you know that I would kind of ease on back, yes I would
And let confusion pass on by
I took a fool's way out, oh yeah
Without one good reason why

I'm catching hell, catching hell
Lord I'm living, living, living here alone
Alone, lone, I didn't believe it could be
You know all the pressure on me, all the time

Oh, I'm catching hell, well, well
Living here alone, lone, lone, lone
Lone, lone, lone, to tell you the truth, to tell you the truth
I'm going out of my mind, yeah

(Oh, do you hear me tonight)
I don't have too much more to say except
(This is my story)
Somebody told me that if you've got something
(Hey, this is my song)

That's good to you and you don't use it, you might lose it
(Sad, sad, sad, song)
(Song, so sad)

So girls hold on to your good thing
(Oh)
(You gotta hold on a little bit now)

And don't let go, oh do you hear me tonight
It's so sad living alone, living alone
Hold on to your good thing, hold on
(Well, well)
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, Lordy, Lordy do you know what it's like

Catching hell
(Somebody turn up the microphone, oh)
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Hands Held High - Lyrics - Minutes To Midnight - Linkin Park

Title: Hands Held High
Album: Minutes To Midnight
Artist: Linkin Park
Composer(s): Chester Bennington, Dave Farrell, Mike Shinoda, Brad Delson, Joseph Hahn, Robert Bourdon

Lyric:
Turn my mic up louder, I got to say somethin'
Lightweight step it aside when we comin'
Feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumpin?
People on the street, they panic and start runnin?

Words on loose leaf sheet complete comin?
I jump on my mind, I summon the rhyme I'm dumpin?
Healin' the blind, I promise to let the sun in
Sick of the dark ways, we march to the drummin?

Jump when they tell us they want to see jumpin?
F*** that! I want to see some fists pumpin?
Risk somethin', take back what's yours
Say somethin' that you know they might attack you for

?Cause I'm sick of bein' treated like I have before
Like I'm stupid standin? for what I'm standin? for
Like this war's really just a different brand of war
Like it doesn't cater to rich and abandon poor

Like they understand you in the back of the jet
When you can't put gas in your tank
These ******* are laughin? their way to the bank and cashin' the check
Askin' you to have compassion and have some respect

For a leader so nervous in an obvious way
Stutterin? and mumblin? for nightly news to replay
And the rest of the world watchin? at the end of the day
In their livin? room laughin? like, "What did he say?"

Amen, amen
Amen, amen
Amen

In my livin? room watchin? but I am not laughin?
'Cause when it gets tense, I know what might happen
The world is cold, the bold men take action
Have to react to get blown into fractions

10 years old is somethin' to see
Another kid my age drugged under a jeep
Taken and bound and found later under a tree
I wonder if he had thought, "The next one could be me"

Do you see the soldiers that are out today
That brush the dust from bulletproof vests away?
It's ironic, at times like this you pray
But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday

There's bombs in the buses, bikes, roads
Inside your market, your shops, your clothes
My dad, he's got a lot of fear I know
But enough pride inside not to let that show

My brother had a book he would hold with pride
A little red cover with a broken spine
On the back he hand wrote a quote inside
"When the rich wage war, it's the poor who die"

Meanwhile, the leader just talks away
Stutterin and mumblin? for nightly news to replay
And the rest of the world watchin? at the end of the day
Both scared and angry like, "What did he say?"

Amen, amen
Amen, amen

(Amen)
With hands held high into a sky so blue
(Amen)
As the ocean opens up to swallow you
(Amen)
With hands held high into a sky so blue
(Amen)
As the ocean opens up to swallow you

(Amen)
With hands held high into a sky so blue
(Amen)
As the ocean opens up to swallow you
(Amen)
With hands held high into a sky so blue
(Amen)
As the ocean opens up to swallow you

(Amen)
With hands held high into a sky so blue
(Amen)
As the ocean opens up to swallow you
(Amen)
With hands held high into a sky so blue
(Amen)
As the ocean opens up to swallow you

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Through A Long And Sleepless Night - Lyrics - Dean Martin

Title: Through A Long And Sleepless Night
Artist: Dean Martin
Composer(s): Mack Gordon, Alfred Newman

Lyric:
Through a long and sleepless night I whisper your name
Through a long and sleepless night of who is to blame
Can't help but wonder if you're lonely too
As I lie there and toss about so at a loss about you

How I wish my heart would leave my memory alone
Why must I re-dream, re-live the joys we have known?
I pray that someday our love will see the light
'Til then in tick tock silence I'll tell my heart to replay
All through an oh so long and sleepless night

Why must I re-dream, re-live the joys we have known?
I pray that someday our love will see the light
'Til then in tick tock silence I'll tell my heart to replay
All through an oh so long and sleepless night

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Saturday, July 31, 2010

One More Chance - Lyrics - Songs About Girls - Will I Am

Title: One More Chance
Album: Songs About Girls
Artist: Will I Am
Composer(s): William Adams, Fernando Garibay

Lyric:
Take me back
Take me back
Take me back

Girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls
(Take me back)

(One more chance)
This time around I?ll get it all I know
(One more chance)
Let me undo what I've done before
(One more)

Girl I been lovin? you like la la la
But it been hittin? you like blah blah blah
We've been going back and forth like volleyball
Battlin' each other like Gallactica

Girl our love could be spectacular
But we crash like vehicular
Homicide, I know why you?re sick of her
Brother what tricks that?s quick will trick on ya

I know you want more but you
You want a good to stick with ya
I?ll stick with ya and perfect my love
I?ll protect ya girl if you give me just

(One more chance)
This time around I'll get it all I know
(One more chance)
Let me undo what I've done before
('Cause I don't want to go)
Another day, another lonely night
(And I don?t want to be)
In this world without you in my life
(One more chance)

(This time around)
Baby protect the love
(This time around)
Baby protect the love
(Love)
Baby protect the love

(This time around)
Gotta get it right
(This time around)
Gotta get it right

Let me, let me, let me, let me, let me
Love you all day, all day
Remix the love in a new way, new way
Put it on, put it on replay, replay
Spinnin' 'round and ?round like a DJ, DJ

Forever and ever and always
Our endeavor got me Sure like Al B
Yesterday got to feelin? a little salty
Girl I promise I'm gonna love ya love ya all the way

Til the end, l-o-v-e end
Girl I?m serious, no more pretendin?
I receive all the love you?re sendin?
I give my all if you give me just

(One more chance)
This time around in time a different flow
(A new romance)
We?ll do things we?ve never done before
('Cause I don't want to do)
The same mistakes that I made yesterday
(I love you)
I really love you baby
I really love you baby

(Love)
Baby protect the love
(This time around)
Baby protect the love
(Love)
Baby protect the love

(This time around)
Better get it right
(This time around)
Better get it right

This time around
This time around
This time around
This time around
I promise baby I?ll rearrange it
I?ll remix it, no more same

This time around
This time around
This time around
Check it out now

Your friends girl, they?re just haters
They just think that I?m a player
They don?t see that love is greater
If not now, than maybe later

?Cause endlessly you know on the sleeve
You will see my l-o-v-e will be
Strong until the end
Baby give me

(One more chance)
This time around I'll get it all I know
(One more chance)
Just let me undo what I've done before
('Cause I don't want to go)
Another day, another lonely night
(And I don?t want to be)
In this world without you in my life

One more chance
La, la, la
La, la, la
La, la, la
La, la, la

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

No Love - Lyrics - Dj Clue

Title: No Love
Artist: Dj Clue
Composer(s): Eldra Debarge, Jamal Grinnage, Etterlene Jordan, K E Murray, William Debarge

Lyric:
M.O.P
First Family
Firing Squad and you know they make it happen
And it's gonna be til' infinity
Firing Hard sendin' up to all those thugs now Babe

Why
They don't show my people no pasion
Why
Do They Love when These thugs be blastin'
Why
It's da Firing Squad and Yo' we askin
Why
They show no Love
What up

Why
They don't show my people no pasion
Why
Do They Love when These thugs be blastin'
Why
It's da Firing Squad and Yo' we askin
Why
They show no Love
What up

Remember me
I participated in the one of the hottest joints in 1-9-9-3
M.O.P
First Family
That's Right
Bd
Ohhh
And I'm loved all ova'
Believe What I told ya, When I told ya imma soldia
No Doubt
I get down
Son ask around
I've sipped drugs from Brownsville to Bricktown
Bricktown
Why you decied how a man should be
Imma set aside my pride
And ride wit' my family
That's how I move
It won't change
Still my love for Burbank is piller than chump change
Yeah
And I hit from mid range

To all you cats thats thinkin I'm chump change
Don't know how these chest pains feel
Show em' da deal
I dun traveled in different dementions with good intentions
Of keepin' it real so

Why
They don't show my people no pasion
Why
Do They Love when These thugs be blastin'
Why
It's da Firing Squad and Yo' we askin
Why
They show no Love
What up

The Last man standing
Fame neva missed
Quick wit' game and sickin da Brame terrorist
Put ya arms down
Before I drop a bomb down
Make ya whole staff calm down
Nevamind wit dat cat talkin'
Im off to rap Fisio blow em' off the track
If it's a melody
Uhhh
I bring out my energy
And da remede
Wipes out da enemy
Get down for myne
Mom duke call me Jambo
I scramble wit fake thugs Thinkin' they Rambo
Ya'll see it
Home team
Rock well pesisted
For instance Bill sayin it
Use the first verse as my intrance
I present to you
Who
The brownsville slugga nucka on top of his game
Homegrounce
I present to you
Who
The brownsville slugga nucka put one in ya brain
Hold dat down

Why
They don't show my people no pasion
Why
Do They Love when These thugs be blastin'
Why
It's da Firing Squad and Yo' we askin
Why
They show no Love
What up

Why
They don't show my people no pasion
Why
Do They Love when These thugs be blastin'
Why
It's da Firing Squad and Yo' we askin
Why
They show no Love
What up

Hey yo, my family ties connect me to guys that's into
Whateva's quick
A quick wit ghetto potential
Second against you
Look, it's more than just a hit
The Firing Squad
Produce sugaful shit
And what I'm spittin shows my mission is saficiant
Neva wash em'
Sometime I clock em'
Rockin' and listenin
Alright now
It's da hometeam
Were back
So you should get ya gat and let ya chrome steam
These rap dudes sabitage
That ain't real
Your rap styles carolouge
I can't Feel y'all
Feelers rockin this
From New York to Providence
Give the tape replay from D.C to VA
Move like McGyver
Dealt wit' conivas
True monified gangstas
Safe survivors
In the meantime
Mas Destruction
It's a
Rapid Fire
Production

When you look in my eyes tell me what you see
You know how it feels to be rappin with ya fam
I am retard as you and those thing you do
Firing squad sendin up to all those thugs now babe

Why
They don't show my people no pasion
Why
Do They Love when These thugs be blastin'
Why
It's da Firing Squad and Yo' we askin
Why
They show no Love
What up

Why
They don't show my people no pasion
Why
Do They Love when These thugs be blastin'
Why
It's da Firing Squad and Yo' we askin
Why
They show no Love
What up

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Saturday, August 21, 2010

Get Wit This - Lyrics - Back In Business - Epmd

Title: Get Wit This
Album: Back In Business
Artist: Epmd
Composer(s): Erick Sermon, Parrish G. Smith, Billy Squire

Lyric:
Last man standing, like Bruce Willis, about to kill with this
Niggaz feel this, the masters of realness
In your town to get down, so give your man a pound
Let him know what's goin down, take a pull and hold it now
Back to matters we call the rhyme data
Home run batter, shuttin down your chitter chatter
So kill the he say she say bust the replay
Hit Squad, Def Squad, stay busy like the freeway

Dig this, in the field of rap, I pull rank
Sets it Off like Vivica Fox and La' robbin banks
What you think? On the roof I work, smokin dank
Puffin Bone Thugs and the boombox crank
Live in color, I represent, for the hardcore brother
Who pack Lethal Weapons, without Dan Glover
And still we achieve the great, those who try
To fade us get clowned, plus beat down, so

Let's get up, let's get down
Roll with the hardcore funk, the hardcore sound
Let's get wit this, mackadocious funk material
It's been a long time, we shouldn't have left you

Let's get up, let's get down
Roll with the hardcore funk, the hardcore sound
Let's get wit this, mackadocious funk material
It's been a long time, we shouldn't have left you

Aiyyo the rhymes I recite, airtight, like a submarine
Hip Hop fiends, like a Jones, for nicotine
Of tobacco so I can't slack yo
Got the knack though, bring it live and that's a fact yo
Niggaz buggin out, askin when we comin out
Samps is runnin out, need new shit to talk about
How you doin, where you been, in the biz
Sittin on chrome, back to set trends

Well it's the rappin Lex Luthor, step to me I'll do ya
Send you back to the future, he for real man? HELL YEAH
I don't care, I gets it on anywhere
From the streets of East New York, to the streets of Bel Air
First things first, I come to work with mad equipment
To do y'all, in the U Haul and the side biscuit
My persona, got suburban kids
Bangin their heads up in the gym like Nirvana

Let's get up, let's get down
Roll with the hardcore funk, the hardcore sound
Let's get wit this, mackadocious funk material
It's been a long time, we shouldn't have left you

Back to take mine, like Jordan, goin baseline
Create rhyme, break spines, when it's showtime
Niggaz wanna doubt me, talk about P
No slouch B, cause off the meter's how my clout be

Indeed, I'm amazing when I
Got the crowd doin shit by remote control
Comin high powered, what's the discrepency coward?
Dunk on your head, like Juwan Howard

Let's get up, let's get down
Roll with the hardcore funk, the hardcore sound
Let's get wit this, mackadocious funk material
It's been a long time, we shouldn't have left you

Let's get up, let's get down
Roll with the hardcore funk, the hardcore sound
Let's get wit this, mackadocious funk material
It's been a long time, we shouldn't have left you

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