Run Riot - Lyrics - Hysteria - Def Leppard

Title: Run Riot
Album: Hysteria
Artist: Def Leppard
Composer(s): Joseph Elliott, Richard Allen, Phil Collen, Steve Clark, Mutt Lange, Rick Savage

Lyric:
Living by the law is a bloody necessary bore
Everybody, are you gettin' what you're lookin' for?
Livin' by the rule is somethin' that you gotta do
But does it matter if we
(Break a rule or two?)

Get up, break out
Don't be the odd one out

Livin' on the edge, I'm a trynna keep a level head
(Oh!)
Every morning it's a bummer gettin' out of bed
Same old story, doesn't nothin' ever ever change?
Yeah, they lock me up and then they let me out again

Get up, break out
Don't be the odd one out
C'mon, it's alright
We're hot tonight

You better run
(Run, run riot)
You gotta run
(Run, run riot)

You know the time has come
(Run, run riot)
I mean everyone
(Run, yeah, run riot)
Oh, gotta riot, babe

Goin' thru the motions, desperation guaranteed
Whoa, get f-f-frustrated easily
Pedal to the metal, senses workin' overtime
Oh, a fight to the finish, babe, draw the line

Get up, break out
Don't be the odd one out
C'mon, it's alright
We're hot tonight
Night night night

Run
(Run, run riot)
You gotta run
(Run, run riot)

You know the time has come
(Run, run riot)
I mean everyone
(Run, yeah, run riot)

Speak to me

They lock me up, they let me out
But I'm up and runnin'
I scream and shout

Get up, break out
Don't be the odd one out
C'mon, it's alright
We're hot tonight

You better run
(Run, run riot)
You gotta run
(Run, run riot)

You know the time has come
(Run, run riot)
C'mon, run with me
(Run, run riot)
(Run, run riot)
Hey, I'll take you from your misery

C'mon, stick with me

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Bitch - Lyrics - Lil' Jon

Title: Bitch
Artist: Lil' Jon
Composer(s): Jonathan H Smith, Sammie D Norris, Stephanie C Martin, Todd Anthony Shaw

Lyric:
One time it's by Lil' Jon and the Eastside Boyz
Who we talkin' to man, who we talkin' to?
Any nigga that act like a bitch
Any, any bitch that act like a muthafuckin' bitch

Any pussy nigga that's a muthafuckin' bitch
I send this shit out to all y'all man
Fuck y'all pussy-ass niggaz
Playin' there for the mothafuckin'
Okay, this how we put this shit down for y'all

We run this, we run this
We run this, we run this
You ain't fuckin' wit' me, you ain't fuckin' wit' me
You ain't fuckin' wit' me, you ain't fuckin' wit' me

Start a riot in this, start a riot in this
Start a riot in this, start a riot in this
Start a riot in this, start a riot in this
Start a riot in this or get the fuck out this

You be actin' like a bitch
So we treat you like a bitch
You be actin' like a bitch
So we treat you like a bitch

We beat you like a bitch
Kicked your ass like a bitch
We take your fuckin' shit
And leave you stuck like a bitch

You wearin' panties like a bitch
You pussy like a bitch
You sound like a bitch
You talkin' like a bitch

You cryin' like a bitch
You whinin' like a bitch
I hate you fuckin' bitch
We'll kill you, bitch

So back up on me in this bitch
Or get fucked up in this bitch
My niggaz real in this bitch
Sit your wig in this bitch

Crack your head in this bitch
Beat your ass is this bitch
So keep poppin' let your mouth
And get fucked up like a bitch

Smack you up like a bitch
Stomp you out like a bitch
Slap your head like a bitch
Beat you down like a bitch

Take your money like a bitch
On your knees like a bitch
We don't like you fuckin' bitch
We'll kill you, bitch

We run this, we run this
We run this, we run this
You ain't fuckin' wit' me, you ain't fuckin' wit' me
You ain't fuckin' wit' me, you ain't fuckin' wit' me

Start a riot in this, start a riot in this
Start a riot in this, start a riot in this
Start a riot in this, start a riot in this
Start a riot in this or get the fuck out this

Ain't no hoes fuckin' with this bitch
I put years in this shit, shed tears for the shit
Bitch, I'm real with this shit, don't push me
'Cuz ain't no fuckin' thang 'bout me pussy
Except this rare shit that drip from me

I get money in my hood, bitch, ain't nuttin' funny
But a fagot nigga in nut huggers and big hoots
We toss over who got juice, who livin' a lie
Who speakin' a true, who get that loot
You get on that mic with that bullshit bitch
Then it's all on you

Hangin' rap label, I ain't dealin' with favorites
Homie fucks with niggaz that do business up under the table
That mad shout, you hoes can't make it in the game
Unless your titties and your ass out

Now fuck wit' me
So I can show you who already ballin' in this bitch
Turnin' from sweet to sour in this bitch
Like zero to 60 m.p.h.

It's a thin line between love and hate
And fuck the world, 'cuz I ain't here to stay, bitch

Yeah, we run this, we run this
We run this, we run this
You ain't fuckin' wit' me, you ain't fuckin' wit' me
You ain't fuckin' wit' me, you ain't fuckin' wit' me

Start a riot in this, start a riot in this
Start a riot in this, start a riot in this
Start a riot in this, start a riot in this
Start a riot in this or get the fuck out this

Hey, check this out right
(Wazzup?)
All y'all club managers and club owners
(Uh huh, yeah)
It's 'bout to get real ugly in your mothafuckin' club right now
(Fucked up in that bitch)

I'm gonna tell ya like this
(What's up)
Get your mothafuckin' security ready
(Fuck 'em)

'Cause I think some shit 'bout to go down, nigga
(What's goin' down, nigga)
It's about Lil Jon, Eastside Boyz
(Uh huh)
Yo, check this shit out

Lemme see you get crunk
Lemme see you get bunk
Lemme see you tear that mothafuckin' club on up
Lemme see you get crunk
Lemme see you get bunk
Lemme see you tear that mothafuckin' club on up

Man, fuck them motherfuckin' pussy ass niggaz
Man, fuck them motherfuckin' pussy ass niggaz
Man, fuck them motherfuckin' pussy ass niggaz
Man, fuck them motherfuckin' pussy ass niggaz

We run this, we run this
We run this, we run this
You ain't fuckin' wit' me, you ain't fuckin' wit' me
You ain't fuckin' wit' me, you ain't fuckin' wit' me

Start a riot in this, start a riot in this
Start a riot in this, start a riot in this
Start a riot in this, start a riot in this
Start a riot in this or get the fuck out this

Told ya once, lil' bitch, said it twice, lil' bitch
Hang around us niggaz all night
And you'll get your lil' ass whooped, bitch
For actin' like a bitch, backslap ya like a bitch
While ya snappin' a flick, biotch

It's $hort dog, I ain't wit' nowhere
Still spittin' real game for all the pimps and the playaz
And you bitches, don't try to front Foo'
If you don't leave soon them niggaz 'bout to jump you
You just a bitch

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Zoot Suit Riot - Lyrics - Zoot Suit Riot: The Swingin' Hit Of The Cherry Poppin' Daddies - Cherry Poppin Daddies

Title: Zoot Suit Riot
Album: Zoot Suit Riot: The Swingin' Hit Of The Cherry Poppin' Daddies
Artist: Cherry Poppin Daddies
Composer(s): Steve Perry

Lyric:
Who's that whisperin' in the trees?
It's two sailors and they're on leave
Pipes and chains and swingin' hands
Who's your Daddy? Yes I am

Fat cat came to play
Now he can't run fast enough
You'd best stay away
When the pushers come to shove

Zoot suit riot
Throw back a bottle of beer
Zoot suit riot
Pull a comb through your coal black hair

Zoot suit riot
Throw back a bottle of beer
Zoot suit riot
Pull a comb through your coal black hair
Blow Daddy!

A whipped up jitterbuggin' brown eyed man
A stray cat frontin' up an eight-piece band
Cut me Sammy and you'll understand
In my veins hot music ran

You got me in a sway
And I want to swing you done
Now you sailors know
Where your women come for love

Zoot suit riot
Throw back a bottle of beer
Zoot suit riot
Pull a comb through your coal black hair

You're in a zoot suit riot
You're in a zoot suit riot
You're in a zoot suit riot

Oh, you got me in a sway
And I want to swing you done
Now you sailors know
Where your women come for love

Zoot suit riot
Throw back a bottle of beer
Zoot suit riot
Pull a comb through your coal black hair

Zoot suit riot
Throw back a bottle of beer
Zoot suit riot
Pull a comb through your coal black hair

You're in a zoot suit riot
You're in a zoot suit riot
You're in a zoot suit riot

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Run For Cover - Lyrics - Quiet Riot

Title: Run For Cover
Artist: Quiet Riot
Composer(s): Carlos Cavazo, Kevin Mark Dubrow

Lyric:
Watch out!

You better get yourself runnin'
I got a hurricane comin'
No warnin' surprise

I'm gonna take my leave
I wanna plant my seed
Don't let it shock you
Hold tight, hold tight

You better run for cover
I'm a hit 'n run lover
Run for cover tonight
Get ready!

So you think it's easy
Wanna be this sleazy
Well, I'll tell you it's nice
Ha ha

We're gonna make a name
Ain't gonna play no games
You'd better take the first flight tonight

You better run for cover
I'm the hit 'n run lover
Run for cover tonight

Find some shelter and hide
No survivors tonight
Hold tight, tonight
Yeah, watch out!

You better get yourself runnin'
I got a hurricane comin'
No warnin' surprise

I'm gonna take my leave
I wanna plant my seed
Don't let it shock you
Hold tight, hold tight

Run for cover
I'm the hit 'n run lover
You better run for cover tonight
Yeah

Run for cover
I'm the hit 'n run lover
Run for cover tonight
Look out! Watch out
Get out! Hold out!

Run for cover tonight
Run for cover! Woo!

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Riot Girl - Lyrics - The Young And The Hopeless - Good Charlotte

Title: Riot Girl
Album: The Young And The Hopeless
Artist: Good Charlotte
Composer(s): Benjamin Combs, Joel Combs

Lyric:
She's got tattoos and piercings
She likes minor threat, she likes social distortion
My girl's, a hot girl
A hoodrat who needs an attitude adjustment

Christina, wouldn't wanna meet her
She hates you Britney, so you better run for cover
My girl's, a hot girl
A riot girl and she's angry at the world

Emergency, call 911
She's pissed off at everyone
Police, Rescue, FBI
She wants a riot, she wants a riot

And everywhere we go she gets us thrown out constantly
But that's okay
'Cause I know, I know, I know
My baby would do anything for me yea

Christina, wouldn't wanna meet her
She hates you Britney, so you better run for cover
My girl's, a hot girl
A riot girl and she's takin' on the world, I said

Emergency, call 911
She's pissed off at everyone
Police, Rescue, FBI
She wants a riot, she wants a riot
She wants a riot, she wants a riot

Aah aah aah
Don't you know that all I really want is you?
(Aah aah)
Gotta know that all I really want is you

Emergency, call 911
She's pissed off at everyone
Police, Rescue, FBI
She wants a riot, she wants a riot

Emergency, call 911
She wants a riot, she wants a riot
Police, Rescue, FBI
She wants a riot, she wants a riot

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Riot In Cell Block No. 9 - Lyrics - Dr. Feelgood

Title: Riot In Cell Block No. 9
Artist: Dr. Feelgood
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller

Lyric:
July the second, it was nineteen sixty-three
I was servin' time for armed robbery
Four o'clock in the mornin', I was layin' back in my cell
I heard the whistle blow then I heard somebody yell

There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
Down in cell block number 9

The riot started down in cell block number 4
Spread like wild fire across the prison floor
Scar-face Jones said, "It's too late to quit"
Pass the dynamite 'cause the fuse is lit

There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
Down in cell block number 9

Y'all gotta stop that stuff goin' on over there
If ya don't stop that riot, y'all gonna get the chair
I said, "Hey now boys, get ready to run
Here come the warden with an automatic gun"

There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
Down in cell block number 9

In the forty-seventh hour the tear gas
It got our men
We are all back in our cells
But every now and then

There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
Down in cell block number 9

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Riot In Cell Block Number Nine - Lyrics - Blues Brothers Complete - Blues Brothers

Title: Riot In Cell Block Number Nine
Album: Blues Brothers Complete
Artist: Blues Brothers
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller

Lyric:
July the second, it was nineteen sixty-three
I was servin' time for armed robbery
Four o'clock in the mornin', I was layin' back in my cell
I heard the whistle blow then I heard somebody yell

There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
Down in cell block number 9

The riot started down in cell block number 4
Spread like wild fire across the prison floor
Scar-face Jones said, "It's too late to quit"
Pass the dynamite 'cause the fuse is lit

There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
Down in cell block number 9

Y'all gotta stop that stuff goin' on over there
If ya don't stop that riot, y'all gonna get the chair
I said, "Hey now boys, get ready to run
Here come the warden with an automatic gun"

There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
Down in cell block number 9

In the forty-seventh hour the tear gas
It got our men
We are all back in our cells
But every now and then

There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
Down in cell block number 9

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Riot In Cell Block #9 - Lyrics - Saints and Sinners - Johnny Winter

Title: Riot In Cell Block #9
Album: Saints and Sinners
Artist: Johnny Winter
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller

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Lyric:
July the second, it was nineteen sixty-three
I was servin' time for armed robbery
Four o'clock in the mornin', I was layin' back in my cell
I heard the whistle blow then I heard somebody yell

There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
Down in cell block number 9

The riot started down in cell block number 4
Spread like wild fire across the prison floor
Scar-face Jones said, "It's too late to quit"
Pass the dynamite 'cause the fuse is lit

There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
Down in cell block number 9

Y'all gotta stop that stuff goin' on over there
If ya don't stop that riot, y'all gonna get the chair
I said, "Hey now boys, get ready to run
Here come the warden with an automatic gun"

There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
Down in cell block number 9

In the forty-seventh hour the tear gas
It got our men
We are all back in our cells
But every now and then

There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
Down in cell block number 9

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No Way Out - Lyrics - BTNHResurrection - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: No Way Out
Album: BTNHResurrection
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Steven Howse, Jimmy Thomas, Stanley Howse, Anthony Henderson

Lyric:
Could you tell me where you run to?
(When it's rent time and I done spent mine ba-by)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When it's rent time and I done spent mine ba-by)

Could you tell me where you run to?
(When the L.A.P.D. see you ridin' dirty, dirty, dirty)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When it's rent time and I done spent mine ba-by)

I'm stuck in this penitentiary called life
Deciphering wrong from right
Dodging these institutions these niggas shooting
Puttin' the oldest far from life,

Facing a brick wall at a stand still
Was it a dream or was it reality
Now it's a nightmare hunting my sanity
Thank the Lord up in heaven ain't mad at me

It's sad to see I be bustin' my ass
I'm down for my grind getting nowhere fast
I'ma thug so you know ah nigga built to last
To the point ah no return tryna' get the cash

Feel mo' wrath, murda on the government
War for the niggas on the streets
It'll be no peace till the top dog eat
Tryna' stop my meal you can catch this steel

6 feet deep is where you be layin'
Worms and maggots is where you be stayin'
Desperado 2000 all about the money murda 'n mayhem
I look at the niggas I went to school wid

Shot pool wid was always cool wid
Same niggas I just can't fool wid
Niggas got guns and ready to use it
So I'm trapped up against the wall

Watchin' y'all niggas plottin' on me
Tryin' ah, catch me up in that robbery
Put they mob on me and do ah job on me
But I'm proud to be that nigga
In the ghetto that just can't stay out

Ain't nowhere to run ain't nowhere to hide
And it ain't no way out

Could you tell where you run to
(When you duckin' the po-po dodging these killas)
(And leaving yo family at yo people dog)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When you stuck shit outta luck)

(And ain't got no hustle to make that buck dog)
Could you tell me where you run to
(When the road you on is a dead end left wid borrowing and begging)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When all this music shit play out and you trapped wid no way out)

Together forever, I know they wanna see us fall
And if I had no money you would probably playahate me
Selling dummies all dum dum dum dum
Oh every, nigga don't wanna see us wid no money

You won't see me when I've said it
And if some come run only to visit
No muse so if I told you would you tell me like you did it?
I hate that wake that sucker up buck, buck, buck

'N tell him to take that wid him
Now that we still thugging
Spitting as we run away from prison
Nigga we still running

But the bad bad boyz is still coming
Nobody wanna start this revolution
How could they be some soldiers you ain't neva been in no war
The end of it, been training during, east time and least time

Getting ready ah mind could learn to love it
And when I release mine on the public
Thuggish ruggish and plus it's all, real
I put that on yo nine millimeter steel
All judges, that's strictly real

Could you tell where you run to?
(When you duckin' the po-po dodging these killas)
(And leaving yo family at yo people dog)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When you stuck shit outta luck)

(And ain't got no hustle to make that buck dog)
Could you tell me where you run to?
(When the road you on is a dead end left wid borrowing and begging)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When all of this music shit play out and you trapped wid no way out)

Now all ah y'all niggas tough
Y'all ready for violence, violence
But niggas don't give ah fuck

We ready to riot riot
When all the smoke clears
Y'all niggas long gone
(Damn)
Niggas learn the hard way shoulda stayed at home

Got ah couple million on this uh huh
Got ah couple milion on that
(That's right)
Got ah couple million on everything we do
Can you sell that?
And it didn't come easy round our way,
We had to hustle to survive and didn't eat some days

Could you tell where you run to
(When you duckin' the po-po dodging these killas)
(And leaving yo family at yo people dog)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When all of this music shit play out and you trapped wid no way out)

I'm stuck lookin' for the lost soul
Niggas stucked at the crossroad
Thugging wid my people and I seen so much evil
In the midst I hear you, but I fear no evil

Crooked life revealing tick-tock racing against my time
Against my grind while you coming and stand here
Nigga betta wake up cause they're not blind
While I live the thin line, between love and hate

How many gon' survive Armageddon
Just waiting to atone that day
In the Roman gates here to make no mistakes
Handle stakes and man Lord meet me half ah the way

Kicking up dust thugging with my runaway slaves, for safety
Livin' in ah world so cruel and I got nothing to lose
Rippin' and thuggin' wid Trues
Smoking the sweetest cheeba drinking brews
My motherfuckin' niggas killing when it comes to my screeler
Bang bang I gotta stay down for my hood thing

Never ask where the killas at
Niggas run wid automatic weapons
All I really wanted was ah gun
I neva gave ah fuck and drop neva
One in the bay and had away wid her

Bone's hitting all day wid the lay wid ah, play
Wid the seven other niggas no protecting smoking hay what
Would he pray wid her would he pray wid her
Ohh ohh, no no

Stressin' henny got fiend and green and nicotine
Nooo-torious bustin' wid my regime fiends all around me
Ah genuinely pumpin' new millenium
Thugs caught up brought up believe me

Revelation to the station holocaust
Billow and smoke the ozone, so
Can't stand just listening
Go on ah, God like mission to live all the written inscriptions

Nobody was gifted so many lifted spliffs been hold
That's while I'm pissing
It's nowhere to turn to no shit
But I'ma stay Christian

Could you tell where you run to?
(When you duckin' the po-po dodging these killas)
(And leaving yo family at yo people dog)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When you stuck shit outta luck

(And ain't got no hustle to make that buck dog)
Could you tell me where you run to?
(When the road you on is a dead end left wid borrowing and begging)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When all of this music shit play out and you trapped wid no way out)

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Vitamin S - Lyrics - Ghetto Story - Cham

Title: Vitamin S
Album: Ghetto Story
Artist: Cham
Composer(s): Dameon Beckett, Dave Willard Kelly

Lyric:
She miserable, says she stressed, so mi give har some S E X
A just di lovin', dem a request, dem hear seh a we a di best

Dat's why gal a stake out my home and a blow up my phone
'Cause she waan di vitamin S
Gal waan smoke my cigar and a run dung my car
'Cause she waan di vitamin S

Gal a unbutton har skirt and a pop off har shirt
'Cause she waan di vitamin S
Gal nah tek nuh check
'Cause it good fi stress dem waan di vitamin S

Gal inna heat, gal waan run and him gone a street
Frustratin' so she a kiss har teet
Don't worry yuhself fi meet
If he nah do yuh good just call mi and I will dweet

Mi alone love will mek yuh feel so sweet
Play inna yuh hair and message yuh feet
One, dos, three times a week
And dat will mek yuh feel complete

Believe mi, everybody seh it good fi headache
It nice when yuh get a one dose when yuh wake
Some man nuh good so dem gal haffi a fake
Come on dude gimme a break

Dat's why gal a stake out my home and a blow up my phone
'Cause she waan di vitamin S
Gal waan smoke my cigar and a run dung my car
'Cause she waan di vitamin S

Gal a unbutton har skirt and a pop off har shirt
'Cause she waan di vitamin S
Gal nah tek nuh check
'Cause it good fi stress dem waan di vitamin S

One day a Nikki come check mi she neva have nuh voice
Need a injection fi get har energized
Just one dose and we start execrise
She wake up di whole neighborhood wid har noise

A par together and reach fi di skies
Gimme some spot fi ferm up di ties
Listen to mi good mi a tell all di guys
Jook dem right let dem go fantasize

Dat's why gal a stake out my home and a blow up my phone
'Cause she waan di vitamin S
Gal waan smoke my cigar and a run dung my car
'Cause she waan di vitamin S

Gal a unbutton har skirt and a pop off har shirt
'Cause she waan di vitamin S
Gal nah tek nuh check
'Cause it good fi stress dem waan di vitamin S

Tink a dat, di gal dem outta riot
Nikki seh she nah go pon nuh sex diet
Waan feel di drumstick a beat pon a riot
Only dat alone can keep har quiet

But anyhow, yuh mek dem get miserable
Gal will get mad and gallang like devil
She waan feel di bassline longside har treble
A so she get fed up and run wey har nevil

And just start stake out my home and a blow up my phone
'Cause she waan di vitamin S
Gal waan smoke my cigar and a run dung my car
'Cause she waan di vitamin S

Gal a unbutton har skirt and a pop off har shirt
'Cause she waan di vitamin S
Gal nah tek nuh check
'Cause it good fi stress dem waan di vitamin S

From top, she miserable, says she stressed
So mi give har some S E X
A just di lovin', dem a request
Dem hear seh a we a di best

Dat's why gal a stake out my home and a blow up my phone
'Cause she waan di vitamin S
Gal waan smoke my cigar and a run dung my car
'Cause she waan di vitamin S

Gal a unbutton har skirt and a pop off har shirt
'Cause she waan di vitamin S
Gal nah tek nuh check
'Cause it good fi stress dem waan di vitamin S

Gal inna heat, gal waan run and him gone a street
Frustratin' so she a kiss har teet
Don't worry yuhself fi meet
If he nah do yuh good just call mi and I will dweet

Mi alone love will mek yuh feel so sweet
Play inna yuh hair and message yuh feet
One, dos, three times av week
And dat will mek yuh feel complete

Believe mi, everybody seh it good fi headache
It nice when yuh get a one dose when yuh wake
Some man nuh good so dem gal haffi a fake
Come on dude gimme a break

Dat's why gal a stake out my home and a blow up my phone
'Cause she waan di vitamin S
Gal waan smoke my cigar and a run dung my car
'Cause she waan di vitamin S

Gal a unbutton har skirt and a pop off har shirt
'Cause she waan di vitamin S
Gal nah tek nuh check
'Cause it good fi stress dem waan di vitamin S

Dat's why gal a stake out my home and a blow up my phone
'Cause she waan di vitamin S
Gal waan smoke my cigar and a run dung my car
'Cause she waan di vitamin S

Gal a unbutton har skirt and a pop off har shirt
'Cause she waan di vitamin S
Gal nah tek nuh check
'Cause it good fi stress dem waan di vitamin S

Dat's why gal a stake out my home and a blow up my phone
'Cause she waan di vitamin S
Gal waan smoke my cigar and a run dung my car
'Cause she waan di vitamin S

Gal a unbutton har skirt and a pop off har shirt
'Cause she waan di vitamin S
Gal nah tek nuh check
'Cause it good fi stress dem waan di vitamin S
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For A Pessimist I'M Pretty Optimistic - Lyrics - Riot - Paramore

Title: For A Pessimist I'M Pretty Optimistic
Album: Riot
Artist: Paramore
Composer(s): Josh Farro, Hayley Williams

Lyric:
Just talk yourself up and tear yourself down
You've hit your one wall, now find a way around
Well, what's the problem? You've got a lot of nerve

So what did you think I would say?
No, you can't run away, no, you can't run away
So what did you think I would say?
No, you can't run away, no, you can't run away
You wouldn't

I never wanted to say this
You never wanted to stay
I put my faith in you, so much faith
And then you just threw it away
You threw it away

I'm not so naive, my sorry eyes can see
The way you fight shy of almost everything
Well, if you give up, you'll get what you deserve

So what did you think I would say?
No, you can't run away, no, you can't run away
So what did you think I would say?
No, you can't run away, no, you can't run away
You wouldn't

I never wanted to say this
You never wanted to stay
I put my faith in you, so much faith
And then you just threw it away
You threw it away

You were finished long before
We had even seen the start
Why don't you stand up? Be a man about it
Fight with your bare hands about it now

I never wanted to say this
You never wanted to stay, well did you?
I put my faith in you, so much faith
And then you just threw it away

I never wanted to say this
You never wanted to stay
I put my faith in you, so much faith
And then you just threw it away

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Riot, Riot Upstart - Lyrics - Agnostic Front

Title: Riot, Riot Upstart
Artist: Agnostic Front
Composer(s): Vinnie Cappucchio, Jimmy Colette, Roger Miret, Rob Kabula

Lyric:
Say you got two friends
So tight with them
See them all running
They all want revenge

See them on the street
See them all around
Upset the system
Gonna burn it down

Take a swing, fight back
Chances that you take
Knock down, drag out
Stories all the same

Street fight tonight
What you gonna do?
Someone's always running up
Behind you

See them on the run
With bullets in their hand
See them all fighting
They all want revenge

You want a riot
You want a fight
New York City
Is ours tonight

Take a swing, fight back
Chances that you take
Knock down, drag out
Stories all the same

Street fight tonight
What you gonna do?
Someone's always running up
Behind you

You better get ready
No time to mess around
You better get ready
'Cause there's no backing down

You better get ready
No time to mess around
You better get ready
'Cause there's no backing down

They all want revenge
They all want revenge
They all want revenge
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The Wild And The Young - Lyrics - Quiet Riot

Title: The Wild And The Young
Artist: Quiet Riot
Composer(s): Samuel Daniel Proffer, Carlos Eric Cavazo, Charles M Wright, Frank Felix Banali, Kevin Mark Du Brow

Lyric:
Times are changing, nothing stays the same
For this jukebox generation
Adhere to fashion like computer games
Modern day communication

The news hard to take
Will fade tomorrow
They are the strong
They'll survive

The wild and the young they all have their dreams
The wild and the young they got to be free
The sun never sets for souls on the run
The wild and the young, yeah

Roaring passion with no guilt or shame
It's accepting education, yeah
Misbehaving, no regrets, no blame
With a bold kind of sophistication

So close to the edge
And high on the wire
They are not wrong
They're alive

The wild and the young they all have their dreams
The wild and the young they got to be free
The sun never sets for souls on the run
The wild and the young

So close to the edge
And high on the wire
They are not wrong
They're alive, look out

Wild, wild
The wild and the young, y-y-young

The wild and the young they all have their dreams
The wild and the young they got to be free
The sun never sets for souls on the run

The wild and the young they all have their dreams
The wild and the young they got to be free
The sun never sets for souls on the run
The wild and the young

The wild and the young
Ohh, alright

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Me And My Girlfriend - Lyrics - Makaveli - The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory - 2pac

Title: Me And My Girlfriend
Album: Makaveli - The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Darryl Harper, Tyrone Wrice, Ricky Rouse, Tupac Shakur

Lyric:
Shit, ju motherfucker right
I'm the bitch that's keepin' it live and keepin' it hot
When you punk ass niggaz don't
Nigga Westside, what, bring it on

Look for me
Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend, do one eighty-five when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin, born as a ghetto child
Raised in this whirlwind

Our childhood years recall the tears heart laced with venom
Smokin' sherm, drinkin' malt liquor, Father forgive her
Me and my girlfriend, hustlin', fell in love with the struggle
Hands on the steering wheel, blush, while she bail out bustin'

Fuck 'em all, watch 'em fall screamin'
Automatic gunfire, exorcisin' all demons
Mafias on the side, my congregation high, ready to die
We bail out to take the jail back, niggaz united

Our first date, couldn't wait to see you naked
Touch you in every secret place, I can hardly wait
To bust freely, got you red hot, you so happy to see me
Make the front page prime time live on TV

Nigga my girlfriend, baby, forty-five but she still alive
One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

What? I'm bustin' on you punk ass niggaz
Run nigga run, I'm on yo' ass nigga
Run nigga, duck and hide, nigga, I'm bustin' all you bitches
Run nigga, yeah, Westside, uh, uh, uh, die nigga die

My girlfriend, blacker than the darkest night
When niggaz act bitch made she got the heart to fight
Nigga, my girlfriend, though we separated at times
I knew deep inside, baby girl would always be mine

Picked you up when you was nine, started out my life of crime
Wit you, bought you some shells when you turned twenty-two
It's true, nothin' compares to the satisfaction
That I feel when we out mashin', me and my girlfriend

All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend
All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

I was too immature to understand your ways
Inexperienced back in the days
'Caused so many arguments and strays
Now, I realize how to treat ya, the secret to keep ya

Bein' faithful now 'cause now cheatin's lethal
We closer than the hands of time
Deeper than the drop of mankind
I trust you dearly, I shoot blind

In time I clock figures, droppin' niggaz as we rise
We all soldiers in God's eyes, now it's time for war
Never leave me baby, I'm paranoid, sleepin' witcha
Loaded by my bedside, crazy

Jealous when you hang wit the fellas, I wait patiently alone
Anticipated for the moment you come home
I'm waitin' by the phone this is true love, I can feel it
I've had a lot of women in my bed, but you the realest

So if you ever need me call
I'll be there through it all
You're the reason I can stand tall
Me and my girlfriend

All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend
All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

I love finger fuckin' you, all of a sudden I'm hearin' thunder
When you bust a nut, niggaz be duckin' or takin' numbers
Love to watch you at a block party, beggin' for drama
While unleashin' on the old timers, that's on my mama

I would trade my life for yours, behind closed doors
The only girl that I adore, everything I'm askin' for
Talkin' to me, beggin' me to just take you around
Seventeen like Brandy, you just wanna be down

Talkin' loud when I tell you be quiet, you move the crowd
Bustin' rounds, activatin' a riot that's why I love you so
No control, down to roll, unleash
After a hit you break apart, then back to one piece

Much love to my one and only girlfriend, the world is ours
Just hold me down, baby, witness the power
Never leave a nigga alone, I love you black or chrome
Turn this house into a happy home, me and my girlfriend

All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend
All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend, do one eighty-five when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin, born as a ghetto child
Raised in the whirlwind, look for me

Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend, do one eighty-five when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin, born as a ghetto child
Raised in the whirlwind, look for me

Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend, do one eighty-five when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin, born as a ghetto child
Raised in the whirlwind, look for me

Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend
Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend

Me and my girlfriend

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Awful - Lyrics - Awful - Hole

Title: Awful
Album: Awful
Artist: Hole
Composer(s): Melissa Auf Der Maur, Eric Erlandson, Courtney Love, Patty Schemel

Lyric:
Swing low, sweet cherry
Make it awful
It's your life, it's your party
It's so awful
Let's start a fire, let's have a riot
Yea, it's awful
It was punk, yea, it was perfect
Now it's awful

They know
How to break all the girls like you
And they rob the souls of the girls like you
And they break the hearts of girls

Swing low, cherry cherry
Yea, it's awful
He's drunk, he tastes like candy
He's so beautiful
He's so deep like dirty water
God, he's awful
You're lost oh, where's your daddy?
It's so awful

And they royalty rate all the girls like you
And they sell it out to the girls like you
To incorporate little girls

Hey, run away with the light
Run away, its divine
Let's run away, yea, tonight
We'll steal the light of the world

Swing low, sweet cherry
Yea, it's awful
You're ripe for the picking
It's so awful
You've got your youth, don't waste your money
Yea, it's awful
I was punk, now I'm just stupid
I'm so awful

Oh just shut up, you're only sixteen
Oh just shut up, you're only sixteen

If the world is so wrong, yea
You can break them all with one song
If the world is so wrong, yea
You can take it all with one song

Swing low, sweet cherry
Make it awful
Bought it all
Just build a new one
Make it beautiful, yea

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Lord Anthony - Lyrics - Dear Catastrophe Waitress - Belle And Sebastian

Title: Lord Anthony
Album: Dear Catastrophe Waitress
Artist: Belle And Sebastian
Composer(s): Richard Colburn, Chris Geddes, Sarah Martin, Stevie Jackson, Robert Kildea, Stuart Murdoch

Lyric:
Anthony, bullied at school
Get your own back, now you are cool
Or are you scared, bunking off though you're a toff
It's all gone wrong again, you've got double maths

But the teacher's got no control
The boys all run riot
You all stay quiet
Or you will die

Tony, at the back of the gym
Smoke another one, your chances are slim
'Cause here they come again and they got you on the ground
Tasting blood again, at least it's your own

When will you realize it doesn't pay
To be smarter than teachers, smarter than most boys
So shut your mouth, start kicking the football
Bang on the teeth, you are off for a week, boy

You may as well take it in the guts, it can't get worse
Just take it in the guts, it can't get worse than this

'Cause you'll soon be old enough to leave them
Without a notion of a care
You'll leave two fingers in the air
To linger there

Tony, you're a bit of a mess
Melted Tolberone under your dress
If the kids could see you they would pass you right by
Blue mascara running over your eye

When will you realize it doesn't pay
To be smarter than teachers, smarter than most boys
Shut your mouth, start kicking the football
Bang on the teeth, you are off for a week, boy

Anthony, it could be worse
Anthony, it could be worse

They call you Lord Anthony but, hey, it could be worse
So Lord Anthony but, hey, it could be worse
Lord Anthony but, hey, it kind of suits you anyway

You'll soon be old enough to leave them
Without a notion of a care
You'll leave two fingers in the air
To linger there

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Drama - Lyrics - Thug Mentality 1999 - Krayzie Bone

Title: Drama
Album: Thug Mentality 1999
Artist: Krayzie Bone
Composer(s): Anthony Henderson, T Cowan

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Lyric:
The drama just goes on and on
Drama be just part of my life, life
It's been like that since I was born

Yes, I can run but I can't hide
Gon' be like that until I'm gone, gone
Drama always seems to find me, find me, find me

Roll down-a my family tree with me
Keep flippin' the page to page
See nothin' but strugglers

I never knew no hustlas like my daddy and mama
So, I gotta drop my Pz
But I think way back in the day now
When Moms and Pops had my back

They stayed down and gave us a place to lay down
But then, then when the wind blew in
It threw in a crackpot but lately
It's keepin' my people up off the hinges

Can I get a witness, baby? And I'm out the door
Gots to go make me some money on my own
Somebody tell me now, where we went wrong

God, bring my family back because they long gone
It's on, now, Pops don't even come around
But I know Pop's got problems
That's why your little nigga's still down with ya

But it hurts to see your family takin' a beatin'
My sisters keep sayin' they hungry
Gotta come up on some way to feed 'em
Big Will, Rod J, take a ride, slide down '71, callin' welfare

When the check came, Mom, she hounds everyone
So, bang, bang, had to get down for my thang
Swang with a me thugstas, pump, we
Never did love ya, St. Clair, struggler, yeah, your hustla, baby

The drama just goes on and on
Drama be just part of my life, life
It's been like that since I was born

Yes, I can run but I can't hide
Gon' be like that until I'm gone, gone
Drama always seems to find me, find me, find me

I can't get away from all this drama surroundin' me
Houndin' me, heavily comin' down on me
Drama been poundin' my brain, callin' my name

These demons, they seem to be followin' me
Come in all shapes and sizes, enemies, my friends
It don't surprise me, I try to help niggas make better
But they ain't appreciate it, guess they'd rather stay back
In the ghetto

Well, oh well, if that's how you want it, nigga
Then go ahead but don't fuck with me
I'm up in this bitch like Michael Jackson
I wish they'd before I show the other side of me
(Leave me alone)

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, that's how it be
Nigga gon' get violent but if my so called
Ex-friends wanna try me, bloody riot is how we like it
You all invited, get so heated, you'll feel the temperature risin'

So heated, we spit back flames, front page article
All the police could find of them bitches was particles
For fuckin' with me and I'm down to stand on the front line
To get wild, one of the first to get up and get down

Niggas ain't knowin' the anger inside me
And then when I finally snap, nigga
I'm a fuck up your sister, your daddy, your mama
Your brother, if he want some drama, come on
Come on, come on

The drama just goes on and on
Drama be just part of my life, life
It's been like that since I was born

Yes, I can run but I can't hide
Gon' be like that until I'm gone, gone
Drama always seems to find me, find me, find me

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Livin' It Up - Lyrics - Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water - Limp Bizkit

Title: Livin' It Up
Album: Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water
Artist: Limp Bizkit
Composer(s): Fred Durst, John Otto, Wes Borland, Don Henley, Joe Walsh, Leor Dimant, Glenn Frey, Sam Rivers

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Lyric:
Life in the fast lane
This is dedicated to you Ben Stiller
You are my favorite motherfucker
I told you, didn't I?

Drama makes the world go around
Does anybody got a problem with that?
My business is my business, who's guilty?
Can I get a witness?

First things first
The Chocolate Starfish is my man, Fred Durst
Access Hollywood license to kill
A redneck fucker from Jacksonville

Bring in on the dumpster funk
My microphone machete's in the back of my truck
Rockin' soul steady with the he says, she says
And don't forget about the starfish navigation system

Don't hate me, I'm just an alien
With thirty seven tons of new millennium
Dum diddie dum, where's it comin' from?
Misses Aguilera, come and get some

Oh, know which way to go to the dance floor?
In stewa stereo, pay me no mind
I seen 'The Fight Club' about twenty eight times

And I'm 'a keep my pants saggin'
Keep a skateboard, a spray can for the taggin'
And I'm 'a keep a lot of girls on my band wagon
'Cause I don't give a fuck livin' life in the fast lane

I'm just a crazy motherfucker living' it up
Not givin' a fuck livin' life in the fast lane
Another crazy motherfucker livin' it up
Not givin' a fuck in the fast lane

Take two, now, who's the star sucker?
I'm the Starfish, you silly motherfucker
Puff puff, give the marijuana cig
Oops, I don't even smoke but I love the way it smells

Here's a toast to the females
Sippin' mum's champagne from a seashell
I take a counterfeit and pop his ass like a zit
With the starfish navigation system

No cheap thrills baby
Fill the briefcase with three dollar bills
I'm just an ordinary run of the mill
Fella spittin' out hella mic skills

And I'm 'a keep my pants saggin'
Keep a skateboard, a spray can for the taggin'
And I'm 'a keep a lot of girls on my band wagon
'Cause I don't give a fuck livin' life in the fast lane

I'm just a crazy motherfucker livin' it up
Not givin' a fuck livin' life in the fast lane
Another crazy motherfucker livin' it up
Not givin' a fuck in the fast lane

'Cause it's so easy to tell a lie
And it's so easy to run and hide
But it's not easy to be alive
So don't be wastin' none on my time

This world is like a cage and I don't think it's fair
And I don't even think that anybody cares
It'll leave a hole down inside of me
And it'll leave a scar can anybody see?

That we gotta get it out, we gotta get it out
We gotta get it out and I'm 'a get it out

With the motherfucker microphone, plug it in my soul
I'm a renegade riot gettin' out of control
I'm 'a keep it alive and continue to be
Flyin' like an eagle to my destiny

So can you feel me? Can you feel me? Can you feel me?
If you feel motherfucker then you'll say
Then you say, hell yeah, then you say
I'm livin' life in the fast lane

'Cause it's so easy to tell a lie
And it's so easy to run and hide
But it's not easy to be alive
So don't be wastin' none on my time

Hey, bring it on, I'm just a crazy motherfucker livin' it up
Not giving a fuck livin' life in the fast lane
Another crazy motherfucker livin' it up
Not givin' a fuck in the fast lane

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Miracle - Lyrics - Riot - Paramore

Title: Miracle
Album: Riot
Artist: Paramore
Composer(s): Josh Farro, Hayley Williams

Lyric:
I've gone for too long
Living like I'm not alive
So I'm going to start over tonight
Beginning with you and I

When this memory fades
I'm gonna make sure it's replaced
With chances taken, hope embraced
And have I told you?

I'm not going 'cause I've been waiting for a miracle
And I'm not leaving
I won't let you, let you give up on a miracle
When it might save you

We've learned to run from
Anything uncomfortable
We've tied our pain below
And no one ever has to know

That inside we're broken
I try to patch things up again
To count my tears and kill these fears
But have I told you, have I?

I'm not going 'cause I've been waiting for a miracle
And I'm not leaving
I won't let you, let you give up on a miracle
When it might save you

It's not faith if, if you use your eyes
Oh why?
We'll get it right this time
Let's leave this all behind
Oh why?

We'll get it right this time
It's not faith if you're using your eyes
Oh why?

Now I've gone for too long
Living like I'm not alive
So I'm going to start over tonight
Beginning with you and I

I don't want to run from
Anything uncomfortable
I just want, no
I just need this pain to end right here

I'm not going 'cause I've been waiting for a miracle
And I'm not leaving
I won't let you, let you give up on a miracle
'Cause it might save you

Yeah, it might save you
Oh, it might save you

It's not faith if, if you use your eyes
If you use your eyes
If you use your eyes

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