Smilin' - Lyrics - Gangsta's Paradise - Coolio

Title: Smilin'
Album: Gangsta's Paradise
Artist: Coolio
Composer(s): James Carter, Artis Jr Ivey, Sylvester Stewart, Dominic Aldridge

Lyric:
You got me smilin', again you
Got me smilin' again
Smilin', again you
Got me smilin', again

One night of pleasure, nine months of pain
Three days later and that's when you came
Two arms, two legs, ten fingers, ten toes
Brown eyes like Mom, with your Grandmother's nose

Even though you're Momma's baby
And Daddy's little baby
My love is unconditional to one of us is Swayze
Day or night, roll the light, no matter what you do
Like the Jackson 5 said, ?I'll be there for you? 'coz

My life is your life and your life is mine
Through thick and thin I'm your friend 'til the end of time
I'll make sure you get your props, you can call me pops
And anything you need, I'll pull it out of the stops

Even though we're not together like we used to be
D-A-D-D-Y, you can count on me
'Coz when I'm feelin' down every now and then
I take a look into your eyes and I smile again

You got me smilin', again you
Got me smilin' again
Smilin', again you
Got me smilin', again

Forget about Batman, Superman and the Power Rangers
'Coz I'ma be your hero if you ever in some danger
This ain't the Huckstables and my name ain't Cliff
No matter how old you get, you could get that ass whipped

Daddy, don't take no mess
And I ain't gone settle for nothing less than your very best
When I do what I do 'coz you did what you did
It's 'coz I ain't the kind of father that be raising no dumb ass kids

You gosta be a leader, it's my responsibility to teach ya
Right from wrong and make decisions of your own
I never said that I was perfect but I know you're worth it so
I'ma do my damnest, to make sure you get some chances

So just listen to your Daddy 'coz he tryin' to tell ya something
And don't let nobody tell ya, I don't love ya 'coz they frontin'
'Coz when I'm feelin' down, every now and then
I take a look into your eyes and I smile again

You got me smilin', again you
Got me smilin' again
Smilin', again you
Got me smilin', again

You got me smilin'
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
You got me smilin'
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Every day is a struggle, when life is like a puzzle
That we gotta put together, together so and ever
You need a shoulder to cry on and someone you can rely on
Your Daddy's home

I'm tryin' to build a foundation on which you could stand
When you's a grown woman and you's a grown man
I got open ears when the world ain't tryin' to hear
When I can't be there in the flesh, I'm there in the spirit

I'm tryna make an impression on the things that you stand for
The knowledge that I give, you could teach your kids
I know it's hard growing up 'coz I used to be a youngsta
So we gon' work as a team
So the [incomprehensible] don't take ya under

People let me tell ya about my best friends
'Coz I'm down with the children, all the way 'til the end
'Coz when I'm feelin' down, every now and then
I take a look into they eyes and I smile again

You got me smilin', again you
Got me smilin' again
Smilin', again you
Got me smilin', again

You got me smilin', again you
Got me smilin' again
Smilin', again you
Got me smilin', again

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Somebody'S Smilin' On Me - Lyrics - Cowboy Troy

Title: Somebody'S Smilin' On Me
Artist: Cowboy Troy
Composer(s): Brad Warren, Jonathon Yudkin, Troy Coleman

Lyric:
Like dust in the wind sand slips through your fingers
Similar to shattered dreams that still linger
Trying to succeed in whatever you do
But the failures of the past seem to laugh and mock you

I'm worse than a has been 'cause you say I never will be
I'm just tryin' to excel so you feel me
'Cause boundaries are made to be broken
And I'm leavin' all the name sayers chokin'

On the dust that I'm kickin' up behind me
It's difficult findin' words to define me
The hick hop cowboy from the D A double L A S
So fresh in the contest

Rockin' stages like Guns N' Roses
I been flowin' since Madonna was strikin' poses
I can't quit now 'cause there's too much buzz
And I'm gettin' my chance because

Somebody's smilin' on me
Somebody's smilin' on me
Somebody's smilin' on me
Count your blessings, can't you see?
He's smilin' on you and smilin' on me

I remember the days sittin' in the pews
When I heard the preacher sayin', "Spread the news"
I was feelin' the blues 'til I had a chance to choose
Now I feel the love to the soles of my shoes

Try to walk in a path of the guiding light
I thank the Lord for everything when I pray at night
'Cause I can feel His strength, I can feel His power
He's the one I turn to in my darkest hour

Try to be a good man, never called a saint
Never walked on water so I know I ain't
I might swim in the whiskey
But I'm bathed in the blood of the lamb

If you want peace raise your hand
And when Heaven comes, it won't be no drama
And if you see her first say, "Hi" to my Mama

Somebody's smilin' on me
Somebody's smilin' on me
Somebody's smilin' on me
Count your blessings, can't you see?
He's smilin' on you, He's smilin' on me

Somebody's smilin' on me
Somebody's smilin' on me
Somebody's smilin' on me
Count your blessings, can't you see?
He's smilin' on you

Somebody's smilin' on me
Somebody's smilin' on me
Somebody's smilin' on me
Count your blessings, can't you see?
He's smilin' on you, He's smilin' on me

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Smilin' - Lyrics - Light Poles and Pine Trees - Field Mob

Title: Smilin'
Album: Light Poles and Pine Trees
Artist: Field Mob
Composer(s): James Brown, Shawn Johnson, Christopher Bridges, Darion Crawford, E Howard Anderson, Betty Newsome

Lyric:
[Incomprehensible]
Chevy Pender-grass

You be smilin' when I'm frownin'
You be frownin' when I'm smilin'
You be happy when I'm sad
But when I'm glad you get mad

You be smilin' when I'm frownin'
You be frownin' when I'm smilin'
You be happy when I'm sad
But when I'm glad you get mad, yeah

I was young, sixteen, put the city on my back
Said I'll do it I did it, Albany on the map
Been stickin' to the script y'all really wanna act
Like I ain't the real reason y'all really wanna rap

They jealous they wanna step in my spot but you can sneeze
The rest of ya life and won't get the blessings I got
I sold butter made bread plus I roll wit toast
My brother call me nearsighted say my foes is close

No friends, it's just a waste of time I know ya bogus
Crooked behind my back ya like a spine wit scoliosis
I'm focused like the Ford car, private like a G4
Try me get shells in ya waves like a seashore

See I don't be on what he on we grown he wrong
He gon' keep on he gon' be gone
Two-faced like Geminis, I came up wit you man
I'll speak but I don't mess wit you man

You be smilin' when I'm frownin'
You be frownin' when I'm smilin'
You be happy when I'm sad
But when I'm glad you get mad

You be smilin' when I'm frownin'
You be frownin' when I'm smilin'
You be happy when I'm sad
But when I'm glad you get mad, yeah

Why is it when my frown is down side up ya smile is upside down?
Is it because of my fly style or is it my nice house?
Is it 'cause I'm iced out and livin' a life now that
I'm 'bout through strugglin' everything is alright now?

You see the jag on them flats pass
Don't get mad, get glad like the trashbags
You just pray and pray on my downfall
When I'm up ya down me when I'm down ya clown me

Claimin' to be my friend but really softer than the spot
In my back to ease his knife in
He ain't got love for me, I wrote a rhyme about it
That hole ya dug for me you tryna climb up out it

Ya bust ya head at the bottom now ya cryin' about it
Well, when around came right back around and got him
The more paper the more haters, I need more cheese
'Cause the haters I got they startin' to bore me

You be smilin' when I'm frownin'
You be frownin' when I'm smilin'
You be happy when I'm sad
But when I'm glad you get mad

You be smilin' when I'm frownin'
You be frownin' when I'm smilin'
You be happy when I'm sad
But when I'm glad you get mad, yeah

From the tip o' ya nose to the tip o' ya toes
Y'all ain't nothin' but some hatin'
Smilin' in my face everyday like "What up Luda"
I'm just waitin' for the day to put a slug up to ya

Ol' fake kissers walk past diss ya
Breathe you a wannabe me, why?
'Cause I got new whips and wreck 'em or
'Cause I got flows that make, bend it like Beckham

Is it 'cause a lot of money stay close to me?
Or is it cause you should have been where I'm supposed to be?
Well, everyday I stay fresh whole fam got cheese
So I could care less what you think about me

I thank my enemies and I truly adore 'em
Best way to get back at somebody is to ignore 'em
I'm the heavyweight champ, we'll see who gon' drop
'Cause everybody in the bottom know who on top, Luda

You be smilin' when I'm frownin'
You be frownin' when I'm smilin'
You be happy when I'm sad
But when I'm glad you get mad

You be smilin' when I'm frownin'
You be frownin' when I'm smilin'
You be happy when I'm sad
But when I'm glad you get mad, yeah

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I Found My Smile Again - Lyrics - D'Angelo

Title: I Found My Smile Again
Artist: D'Angelo
Composer(s): Michael Archer

Lyric:
I found my smile again
You helped me find my smile again
I found my smile again
You helped me find my smile again

I don't know what it is that you're doing
All I know is baby, that you're shonuff doin' it good
And you look at me, and my hear just starts the moving
I haven't felt like this in a while
Girl, I wanna thank you for helping me find my smile

I found my smile again
You helped me find my smile again
I found my smile again
You helped me find my smile again

My smile, hello hello smile, I haven't seen you in a while
Your love, girl your love, you make me feel like I'm on a cloud
And since I laid eyes on you, my spirit's been brand new
And I wanna thank you child, oh, helping me find my smile

I found my smile again
You helped me find my smile again
I found my smile again
You helped me find my smile again

I found my smile again
You helped me find my smile again
I found my smile again
You helped me find my smile again
You helped me find my smile again

Honey baby got me smilin'
Honey baby got me smilin'
Honey baby got me smilin'

Smilin', smilin', smilin'
Smilin', smilin', smilin'

I found my smile again
You helped me find my smile again
I found my smile again
You helped me find my smile again

I found my smile again
You helped me find my smile again
I found my smile again
You helped me find my smile again

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When You'Re Smiling - Lyrics - Frank Sinatra

Title: When You'Re Smiling
Artist: Frank Sinatra
Composer(s): M Fisher, J Goodwin, L Shay

Lyric:
When you're smilin', when you're smilin'
The whole world smiles with you
When you're laughin', when you're laughin'
The sun comes shinin' through

But when you're cryin', you bring on the rain
So stop your sighin', be happy again
Keep on smilin', 'cause when you're smilin'
The whole world smiles with you

When you're smilin', when you're smilin'
The whole world smiles with you
When you're laughin', when you're laughin'
That sun comes shinin' through

But when you're cryin', you bring on the rain
So stop your sighin', be happy again
Keep on smilin', 'cause when you're smilin'
The whole world smiles with you

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Open Up Your Eyes - Lyrics - Hollies

Title: Open Up Your Eyes
Artist: Hollies
Composer(s): Allan Clarke, Tony Hicks, Graham Nash

Lyric:
Open up your eyes, lookin' at the people
Wouldn't it be nice if they were always smilin'
Open up your eyes, lookin' at the people
Wouldn't it be nice if they were always smilin', smilin'

Wake in the mornin', look out of my window
Down on the street as the people pass by
Wonderful faces, awake but asleep
Rushing around with appointments to keep
Rushing around with appointments to keep

Bald-headed banker, with bowler on head
Credit for debit still in the red
School girl in pigtails and freckly nose
Tryin' to remember her Latin prose
Tryin' to remember her Latin prose

Open up your eyes, lookin' at the people
Wouldn't it be nice if they were always smilin'
Open up your eyes, lookin' at the people
Wouldn't it be nice if they were always smilin', smilin'

Open up your eyes, open up your eyes
Open up your eyes, open up your eyes
Isn't it surprisin' what you'll find?

Open up your eyes, open up your eyes
What are they thinkin'? What's on their minds?
Are they all lookin' for somethin' to find?
Decreasin' circles, running around
Searchin' for somethin' they've already found
Searchin' for somethin' they've already found

Open up your eyes, lookin' at the people
Wouldn't it be nice if they were always smilin'
Open up your eyes, lookin' at the people
Wouldn't it be nice if they were always smilin'

Open up your eyes, lookin' at the people

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Smiley Faces - Lyrics - St Elsewhere - Gnarls Barkley

Title: Smiley Faces
Album: St Elsewhere
Artist: Gnarls Barkley
Composer(s): Brian Joseph Burton, Thomas Decarlo Callaway

Lyric:
Oh, what did you do? What did you say?
Did you walk or did you run away?
Where are you now? Where have you been?
Did you go alone or did you bring a friend?

I need to know this 'cause I notice when you're smilin'
Out in the sun havin' fun and you're feelin' free
And I can tell you know how hard this life can be
But you keep on smilin' for me

What went right? What went wrong?
Was it the story or was it the song?
Was it overnight or did it take you long?
Was knowing your weakness what made you strong?

Or all the above, oh, how I love to see you smilin'
And, oh, yeah, take a little pain just in case
You need something warm to embrace
To help you put on a smilin' face, hey, put on a smilin' face

Don't you go off into the new day with any doubt
Here's a summary of somethin' that you could smile about
Say for instance, my girlfriend, she bugs me all the time
But the irony of it all is that she loves me all the time

I want to be you whenever I see you smilin'
'Cause it's easily one of the hardest things to do
Your worries and fears become your friends
And they end up smilin' at you, put on a smilin' face

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The Lane (E.V.A. Remix) - Lyrics - Ice T

Title: The Lane (E.V.A. Remix)
Artist: Ice T
Composer(s): Richard J. Ascencio, Steffon Johns, Tracy Lauren Marrow

Lyric:
The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
Unless your game's weak
So baby don't sleep

The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
Unless your game's weak
So player don't sleep

The streets crawl with ill niggas on the block
Goin' hand in hand, leanin' in and out of sedans
Pumpin' crack dreams to crack fiends for a fee
Their dream is to re-up to a ki

Cops watch the influx of dope through a telescope
Snitches in the game, give the young G's names
Bitches on the jock of the hustlers on the block
Jump from gee to gee, similar to a flea

Suck the blood out or in this case the dough
Roll with the blow till considered a hoe
Babies are born and pawned off to grand mama
The bitch ain't done, she still lives for the drama

Lookin' for another baller to hit and never call her
All in vain life in the lane
A new crew of hookers on the track from up north
Vice cops, they watch 'em stroll back and forth

They take a pay-off
Or a blow job just to lay off
The lane's no joke
Yo, you players stay broke

A ghetto garage makes a nice laboratory
PCP and crystal meth, wars of glory
End of story, gotta watch my back myself
Or else they'll find my body layin' on a coroner shelf
It's the lane

The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
Unless your game's weak
So baby don't sleep
(It's the lane)

The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
Unless your game's weak
So player, don't sleep

Gees take the game on the road to Minnesota
Supermarket's all sold out on baking soda
Gang bangers start to understand the dope game fast
Kidnap the drug dealers for the ransom cash

Gotta represent, what you say you are, that's a star
Feds got a homin' device on your car
That made you easy to follow to Denver, Colorado
Birds you had, 12, now you got a L

Crack babies born in the hospitals cryin'
Drive-by shootings can't end, kids are dyin'
The cream is the ultimate goal, gots to roll
Till my cash flow's mega, baller not a beggar

Bitches workin' plastic with the fake ID's
Life in the lane, stackin' up G's
Chop shops taggin' up Benzes and Beamers
Crack spots boilin' full kilos in beakers

Damn, the game's quicker than shit, don't slip
'Cause bet your life there'll be another hustler
Checkin' yo grip
It's the lane

The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
Unless your game's weak
So baby don't sleep
(It's the lane)

The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
Unless your game's weak
So player, don't sleep

Brother on parole need a quick lick to come up
The score went bad, now he's back stuck
Bitches settin' niggas up jacked and waxed
Small-time workers movin' weight in a g ride Lac

Don't talk on your cellular, your phone is tapped
Don't check the rear view, there's no turnin' back
It's the lane, now you're in it, hit the gas and mash
Through the land of the hardcore hoes and cash

Jackers and robbers, hustlers and clockers
Everybody'll squeal, take the L or the deal
Yo, spin the wheel for the cops, you're a meal
Tailor suits gator boots make the fly hoes kneel

But if you miss, my friend, guess what you win
A one-way ticket to the federal state pen
It's the lane you chose, you fill your shit, ride Rolls
High-priced clothes, baddest fuckin' hoes

Anything goes
There's no limit, just mash
The cops will be there
When you crash

The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
Unless your game's weak
So baby don't sleep

The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
Unless your game's weak
So player don't sleep

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The Lane - Lyrics - VI: Return Of The Real - Ice T

Title: The Lane
Album: VI: Return Of The Real
Artist: Ice T
Composer(s): Richard J. Ascencio, Steffon Johns, Tracy Lauren Marrow

Lyric:
The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
Unless your game's weak
So baby don't sleep

The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
Unless your game's weak
So player don't sleep

The streets crawl with ill niggas on the block
Goin' hand in hand, leanin' in and out of sedans
Pumpin' crack dreams to crack fiends for a fee
Their dream is to re-up to a ki

Cops watch the influx of dope through a telescope
Snitches in the game, give the young G's names
Bitches on the jock of the hustlers on the block
Jump from gee to gee, similar to a flea

Suck the blood out or in this case the dough
Roll with the blow till considered a hoe
Babies are born and pawned off to grand mama
The bitch ain't done, she still lives for the drama

Lookin' for another baller to hit and never call her
All in vain life in the lane
A new crew of hookers on the track from up north
Vice cops, they watch 'em stroll back and forth

They take a pay-off
Or a blow job just to lay off
The lane's no joke
Yo, you players stay broke

A ghetto garage makes a nice laboratory
PCP and crystal meth, wars of glory
End of story, gotta watch my back myself
Or else they'll find my body layin' on a coroner shelf
It's the lane

The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
Unless your game's weak
So baby don't sleep
(It's the lane)

The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
Unless your game's weak
So player, don't sleep

Gees take the game on the road to Minnesota
Supermarket's all sold out on baking soda
Gang bangers start to understand the dope game fast
Kidnap the drug dealers for the ransom cash

Gotta represent, what you say you are, that's a star
Feds got a homin' device on your car
That made you easy to follow to Denver, Colorado
Birds you had, 12, now you got a L

Crack babies born in the hospitals cryin'
Drive-by shootings can't end, kids are dyin'
The cream is the ultimate goal, gots to roll
Till my cash flow's mega, baller not a beggar

Bitches workin' plastic with the fake ID's
Life in the lane, stackin' up G's
Chop shops taggin' up Benzes and Beamers
Crack spots boilin' full kilos in beakers

Damn, the game's quicker than shit, don't slip
'Cause bet your life there'll be another hustler
Checkin' yo grip
It's the lane

The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
Unless your game's weak
So baby don't sleep
(It's the lane)

The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
Unless your game's weak
So player, don't sleep

Brother on parole need a quick lick to come up
The score went bad, now he's back stuck
Bitches settin' niggas up jacked and waxed
Small-time workers movin' weight in a g ride Lac

Don't talk on your cellular, your phone is tapped
Don't check the rear view, there's no turnin' back
It's the lane, now you're in it, hit the gas and mash
Through the land of the hardcore hoes and cash

Jackers and robbers, hustlers and clockers
Everybody'll squeal, take the L or the deal
Yo, spin the wheel for the cops, you're a meal
Tailor suits gator boots make the fly hoes kneel

But if you miss, my friend, guess what you win
A one-way ticket to the federal state pen
It's the lane you chose, you fill your shit, ride Rolls
High-priced clothes, baddest fuckin' hoes

Anything goes
There's no limit, just mash
The cops will be there
When you crash

The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
Unless your game's weak
So baby don't sleep

The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody stop it
Unless your game's weak
So player don't sleep

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Hardcore Rap Act - Lyrics - Das Efx

Title: Hardcore Rap Act
Artist: Das Efx
Composer(s): Derek Lynch, Andre Weston, Willie Hines, Chris Charity

Lyric:
The hardcore rap act is back
Ha ha, ha ha, now who's rhymin? hardcore
The hardcore rap act is back
No I, no I ain't smilin

The hardcore rap act is back
Ha ha, ha ha, now who's rhymin? hardcore
The hardcore rap act is back
No I, no I ain't smilin

Yo, yo
I said it first with the verse to make these niggas wanna act up
Smackin up the wack and Solid Scheme they hook the track up
So back up or swing or you'll get stung by my stinger
Heard that I was rich and now your bitch is on my dinger
Then I swing the jungle shit so fuck the humble shit
Kid I crumble shit, motherfuckers know I never fumble shit
So bring your weapon or keep it steppin or hit the deck-in
Cos in a second I'm a pull a fuckin Tek-in
Start rejectin em, affect em when I kick
Y'all niggas think you're slick but y'all can suck my fuckin dick
Y'all see me gettin busy wit my man and my DJ
Strictly kickin facts and then we max like TJ
Cos we play for keeps, my peeps they don't be flakin
And if you wanna test well yes your bones is gettin breakin
Or broken, no jokin, I shoot them ?in them rise?
Fuckin with Das you wind up in hos
Pital, so bust my riddle when I reveal it
If niggas wanna play around then stay around and feel it
Cos yo

The hardcore rap act is back
Ha ha, ha ha, now who's rhymin? hardcore
The hardcore rap act is back
No I, no I ain't smilin

The hardcore rap act is back
Ha ha, ha ha, now who's rhymin? hardcore
The hardcore rap act is back
No I, no I ain't smilin

Now to my style there is no equal, boy I'm lethal like some tumors
My crew be strokin bitches like I used to stroke my pumas
Wit my toothbrush, see I do just what I wanna
I got that from my pops and from some niggas on the corner
So you never catch me rappin about no shit like the Government
But I be snappin on MC's like your bitch snap on double mega of a shotty
And a burner and I keeps the 2 ready
To hit you in your chest like Steve Young do Jerry
Rice, be nice and stock slice by umbilical
Knew that I would be the ill-form freaker of the syllables
And son is rugged, you're gonna love it in an instant
See I smoke blunts but yo my pops smokes Winston's
Well it's the D-A-S, I can't forget the E-a
F-a to the X so when I flex y'know I bein
A fatter wrecker nigga on the mic with my strategy
Kids is mad at me cos they ain't as fuck as bad as me
I takes the best of them so fuck the rest of them
I couldn't care less for them, I'm too fresh for them
I just be wreckin shop and gettin busy, nigga check it
Never actin broke cos yo I sold a fuckin record
I'm too slick for dat, suck my big dick for that
Don't try to trap my rap cos yo I'm too quick for that
I got the recipe and yes it's me with my crewin
So if you didn't know, well nigga this is how we do it
Uhh

The hardcore rap act is back
Ha ha, ha ha, now who's rhymin? hardcore
The hardcore rap act is back
No I, no I ain't smilin

The hardcore rap act is back
Ha ha, ha ha, now who's rhymin? hardcore
The hardcore rap act is back
No I, no I ain't smilin

Abracadabra, return of the punk MC batterer
I'm mad at the system like them niggas up in Attica
From more ways and your ways I rip shit like dat
Cos there's more ways son, you wanna skin a fuckin cat
Yo it's the rootin-tootin-nig'-shoot-to-give nigga with the superdest
Flow, son you'll get no wins cos I been
Lurkin in the murky waters of my starvin shark style
Ever since the days of the Clarks and the Argyles
Quick I rip shit to bits like piranha
When I blow up the spot wit more watts than Rolanda
And when I come thru I'm hittin you up with the 1-2
Teks, flex raps like Bruce Lee flex the kung-fu
Look at my tongue, do it what it feel like, get ill-like
That fat nigga my game is all-skirt tight
Use to fuck with shorty's wit the jelly playin celly
Now my name is on your flyers and my tyres ain't Pirrelli
Wit the chrome dip, so don't flip cos shit's gon' get heated up
I'm weeded up, yo Dice I need a cut
Bring it

The hardcore rap act is back
Ha ha, ha ha, now who's rhymin? hardcore
The hardcore rap act is back
No I, no I ain't smilin

The hardcore rap act is back
Ha ha, ha ha, now who's rhymin? hardcore
The hardcore rap act is back
No I, no I ain't smilin

HARDCORE

HARDCORE

HARDCORE

HARDCORE

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When You'Re Smiling - Lyrics - Judy Garland

Title: When You'Re Smiling
Artist: Judy Garland
Composer(s): M Fisher, J Goodwin, L Shay

Lyric:
When you're smilin', when you're smilin'
The whole world smiles with you
When you're laughin', when you're laughin'
The sun comes shinin' through

But when you're cryin', you bring on the rain
So stop your sighin', be happy again
Keep on smilin', when you're smilin'
The whole world smiles with you

If you suddenly find out you've been deceased, don't get peace
If your husband bluntly tells you you're too stout, don't you pout
And for heavens sakes retain a calm demeanor
When a cop walks up and hands you subpoena

If the groom should take a powder
While you're marching down the aisle
Don't weep and moan because he's blown
Just face the world and smile

'Cause when you're cryin'
Don't you know that you're makeup starts to run
And your eyes get red and scrappy
Forget your troubles have yourself a little fun

Have a ball, forget it all, forget your troubles
Come on you have it, keep on smilin'
'Cause when you're smilin'
The whole world smiles with you

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Windy - Lyrics - Association

Title: Windy
Artist: Association
Composer(s): Ruthann Friedman

Lyric:
Who's peekin' out from under a stairway
Calling a name that's lighter than air
Who's bending down to give me a rainbow
Everyone knows it's Windy

Who's tripping down the streets of the city
Smilin' at everybody she sees
Who's reachin' out to capture a moment
Everyone knows it's Windy

And Windy has stormy eyes
That flash at the sound of lies
And Windy has wings to fly
Above the clouds
(Above the clouds)
Above the clouds
(Above the clouds)

And Windy has stormy eyes
That flash at the sound of lies
And Windy has wings to fly
Above the clouds
(Above the clouds)
Above the clouds
(Above the clouds)

Who's tripping down the streets of the city
Smilin' at everybody she sees
Who's reachin' out to capture a moment
Everyone knows it's Windy

Who's tripping down the streets of the city
Smilin' at everybody she sees
Who's reachin' out to capture a moment
Everyone knows it's Windy

Who's tripping down the streets of the city
Smilin' at everybody she sees
Who's reachin' out to capture a moment
Everyone knows it's Windy

Who's tripping down the streets of the city
Smilin' at everybody she sees
Who's reachin' out to capture a moment
Everyone knows it's Windy

Who's tripping down the streets of the city
Smilin' at everybody she sees
Who's reachin' out to capture a moment
Everyone knows it's Windy

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Love Ruins Everything - Lyrics - Lloyd Cole

Title: Love Ruins Everything
Artist: Lloyd Cole
Composer(s): Mark Edward C Nevin, Lloyd Cole

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Lyric:
Hey, hey, hey, look at me now
I'm unrecognizable
My trademark frown has grown
Into the strangest easy smile
Oh, my, my, where did I go wrong?
Ask all my drunken friends

Who's gonna carry us home?
Who's gonna drink till the mornin'?
Who's gonna carry us home?
Love ruined everything

As the ladies line their eyes
And the gents make their excuses
And the talk is goin' cheap
I'll be smilin' in my sleep

Hey, hey, hey
Look at her now
She's the life of the party
Oh, my, my
Where did she go wrong?
Ask all my drunken friends

Who's gonna carry us home?
Who's gonna drink till the mornin'?
Who's gonna carry us home?
Love ruined every

As the ladies line their eyes
And the gents make their excuses
And the talk is goin' cheap
I'll be smilin' in my sleep

Smilin' in my sleep
Smilin' in my sleep

As the ladies line their eyes
And the gents make their excuses
And the talk is goin' cheap
I'll be smilin' in my sleep

As the ladies line their eyes
And the gents make their excuses
And the talk is goin' cheap
I'll be smilin' in my sleep

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Jealous Moon - Lyrics - Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

Title: Jealous Moon
Artist: Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Composer(s): Matraca Berg, Jeff Hanna, Tim Krekel

Lyric:
Saw her there in the fading light
In full bloom on a summer night
Nothing but the man in the moon
Was standing in my way

I was drunk on the warm sweet air
Tangled up in her raven hair
I should've known but I didn't care
She'd be gone by the light of day

'Cause her eyes were shining brighter
Than the light of the jealous moon
And the stars fell all around her
Well, did I see you smilin'

When the morning came too soon
Did I see you smilin'
Jealous moon, jealous moon

Now the sun dances across my room
I can smell the wine and her soft perfume
The only thing that lets me know
That an angel wasn't here

You know I had this crazy dream
She flew away on stolen wings
But all she took was a pair of jeans
When see saw that the coast was clear

And her eyes were shining brighter
Than the light of the jealous moon
And the stars fell all around her
Well, did I see you smilin'

When the morning came too soon
Did I see you smilin'
Jealous moon, jealous moon

And her eyes were shining brighter
Than the light of the jealous moon
And the stars they fell all around her
Well I thought I saw you smilin'

When the morning came too soon
Did I see you smilin'
Jealous moon, jealous moon
Jealous moon, jealous moon

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Dancin' For The Groceries - Lyrics - Just Who I Am: Poets & Pirates - Kenny Chesney

Title: Dancin' For The Groceries
Album: Just Who I Am: Poets & Pirates
Artist: Kenny Chesney
Composer(s): Brett James, Don Schlitz

Lyric:
She's thinkin' about what her kids are doin'
Five miles away, it's almost time for bed
They're brushin' teeth and hearin' one more story
And in the mirror she paints her lips bright red

She wishes she could call and say she loves them
But the boss man says, no calls go out or in
So she puts on a dress that might feel pretty
If she didn't have to take it off again

She's dancin' for the groceries
She's dancin' for the rent
She's dancin' for the credit card
That she's already spent

In sequence and in laces
She's dancin' for the braces
So her kids can have a perfect smile someday
Smilin' while she dances is the price she has to pay

They tell her in this job there is no future
So get it while you can 'cause looks don't last
There's money in those pockets for the take in
And if you do it right, it makes the time go fast

The music's loud, the drinks are mostly water
What her name is tonight she can't recall
The business men stair at the single mother
Who's smilin' while she's starin' at the wall

She's dancin' for the groceries
She's dancin' for the rent
She's dancin' for the credit card
That she's already spent

In sequence and in laces
She's dancin' for the braces
So her kids can have a perfect smile someday
Smilin' while she dances is the price she has to pay

Someday she'll have a house out in the country
Someday she'll see the other side of dawn
And no one will ever know what it was she did before
But she just heard the DJ say, ?You're on?
And the lights come up and they play her song

She's dancin' for the groceries
She's dancin' for the rent
She's dancin' for the credit card
That she's already spent

In sequence and in laces
She's dancin' for the braces
So her kids can have a perfect smile someday
Smilin' while she dances, smilin' while she dances
Is the price she has to pay

She's dancin' for the groceries
Is the price she has to pay
Dancin' for the groceries
Is the price she has to pay
Dancin' for the groceries

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I Don'T Feel Much Like Smilin' - Lyrics - Dr. Hook

Title: I Don'T Feel Much Like Smilin'
Artist: Dr. Hook
Composer(s): R Sawyer, Dennis M Locorriere

Lyric:
I don't feel much like smilin' today
If nobody minds, I'm gonna let my mind slip away
'Cause I don't feel much like feelin' your way

All my dollar bills are turning into nickels and dimes
If things got worse, I couldn't get more behind
So it don't matter anyway

It's one of them old days, you know the kind
It feels like my neck's hung on a clothes line
And someone's hanging me out to dry

And I don't feel much like smilin' today
Ain't takin' no chances of givin' no answers away

I was feeling alright when I went to bed last night
I woke up at ten and when it began, was ready to fight
I've been thinking about, drinking about a pint and I just might

'Cause I don't feel much like smilin' today
If nobody minds, I'm gonna let my mind slip away
If nobody minds, I'm gonna let my mind slip away

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You Got The Love - Lyrics - Chaka Khan

Title: You Got The Love
Artist: Chaka Khan
Composer(s): Ray Erskine Jr Parker, Yvette Marie Stevens

Lyric:
Love me right
What's the matter with you?
Hold me tight
Why must I tell you what to do?

Smilin', smilin'
Comes as no surprise
Smile ain't hidin'
What I see in your eyes

The story goes, oh, much deeper
Then the eye can see, yes it do
Stop runnin' a game
I can tell you're avoiding me

Ain't nothin'
I wouldn't pay
Just to hear, hear you say
I love you, I need you

Love me right
What's the matter with you?
Hold me tight
Why must I tell you what to do?

Smilin', smilin'
Comes as no surprise
Smile ain't hidin'
What I see in your eyes

You got the love
Gimme the strength
To keep on livin', yeah
Whatever it is
I can't do without
What ya givin'

Ain't nothin'
I wouldn't pay
Just to hear, just to hear you say
I love you, I need you

You got the love
To gimme the strength
To keep on livin', yeah
Whatever it is
I can't do without
What ya givin'

You got the love
To gimme the strength
To keep on livin', yeah
Whatever it is
I can't do without
What ya givin', oh no

You got the love
To gimme the strength
To keep on livin', yeah
Whatever it is

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Life Is Good - Lyrics - Everywhere We Go - Kenny Chesney

Title: Life Is Good
Album: Everywhere We Go
Artist: Kenny Chesney
Composer(s): Steve Bogard, Jeffrey David Stevens

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Lyric:
Darlin', if you think back
To the heartbroken past
Before we found each other
It's so amazing, it's almost crazy
What a difference lookin' through the eyes of love

Life is good, the grass is green
The good Lord, smilin' on you and me
Gonna knock on wood
Sweet sunshine everywhere I look
You love me like no one could, life is good

People stop me on the street
Thinkin' I'm the old me
Talkin' about the bad old days
But ever since you came along
Them old blues are long gone
I break into a grin and all that I can say is

Life is good, the grass is green
The good Lord, smilin' on you and me
Gonna knock on wood
Sweet sunshine everywhere I look
You love me like no one could, life is good

Someday girl, this old world will try to beat you up
Let 'em bring it on 'cause every time we touch

Life is good, the grass is green
The good Lord, smilin' on you and me
Gonna knock on wood
Sweet sunshine everywhere I look
You love me like no one could, life is good

Life is good, the grass is green
The good Lord, smilin' on you and me
Sweet sunshine everywhere I look
You love me like no one could, life is good
Life is good

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The Reason Why - Lyrics - Lfo

Title: The Reason Why
Artist: Lfo
Composer(s): Christian Karlsson, Arnthor Birgisson, Patrick Tucker, Rich Cronin

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Lyric:
Na, na, na, na, na
I'm gonna lose my mind
Na, na, na, na, na
You are the reason why

Left your heart by the front door baby
You don't need to come 'round my way no more
That's what my girlfriend said to me
At 10:23 on a lonely Monday morn

Found another and he treats me good
Like you never could
Go away I think you should
Needed you but you weren't there
So now I don't care
Then she put her finger in the air

Baby how can you doubt my love
When you're the reason I'm smilin'?
('Cause baby love, the reason why)
If you deny my heart
Then you should know that it's for you that it's aching
'Cause everything I'll ever need is you

Na, na, na, na, na
I'm gonna lose my mind
Na, na, na, na, na
You are the reason why

Yesterday I saw my ex-girl at the mall
With some kid by the name of Tommy Smith
She was on his dick and in the corner of her eye
She saw me staring at her and him
She kissed him, then she smiled at me

They both started laughing
Then they walked passed me
She was looking at him like she looked at me
Right before we'd go home and do our thing

I said, "Gimme one more chance I love you
Gimme another chance, I can't live life without you"
She said, "Get away from me boy, I don't care"
Walked away with one finger in the air

Baby how can you doubt my love
When you're the reason I'm smilin'?
('Cause baby love, the reason why)
If you deny my heart
Then you should know that it's for you that it's aching
'Cause everything I'll ever need is you

Na, na, na, na, na
I'm gonna lose my mind
Na, na, na, na, na
You are the reason why

Called her up on the telephone, my Casio read 2 a.m.
Moonlight shone through my window
Had a song by Hendrix in my head
Never understood this girl

This thing called love and the world we're in
Let it ring two more times, she wasn't there
Threw my finger in the air

Baby how can you doubt my love
When you're the reason I'm smilin'?
('Cause baby love, the reason why)
If you deny my heart
Then you should know that it's for you that it's aching
'Cause everything I'll ever need is you

Na, na, na, na, na
I'm gonna lose my mind
Na, na, na, na, na
You are the reason why

Baby how can you doubt my love
When you're the reason I'm smilin'?
('Cause baby love, the reason why)
If you deny my heart
Then you should know that it's for you that it's aching
'Cause everything I'll ever need is you

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When Your Smiling - Lyrics - Louis Armstrong

Title: When Your Smiling
Artist: Louis Armstrong
Composer(s): M Fisher, J Goodwin, L Shay

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Lyric:
Oh when you smilin', when you smilin'
The whole world smiles with you
Yes when you laughin', when you laughin'
Yes the sun come shinin' through

But when you cryin' you bring on the rain
So stop your sighin' baby and be happy again
Yes and keep on smilin, keep on smilin'
And the whole world smiles with you

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