Prom Queen - Lyrics - Tunnel Of Love - Insane Clown Posse

Title: Prom Queen
Album: Tunnel Of Love
Artist: Insane Clown Posse
Composer(s): Mike E Clark, Joseph Bruce

Lyric:
Won't you be my prom queen?
(Another morning)
Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time

Won't you be my prom queen?
(It's time for my senior prom)
Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time

Another morning, I must get up and go to school
I'm taking too long gettin' dressed, tryin' to look my best
Because today is not your ordinary every morning
My high school prom is coming and I heed my daddy's warnings

I'm going to find myself a girl to take to the prom
I shouldn't have too much trouble because I'm
I'm very nice, my mother says, I'm very handsome
When I wear my good vest and mother knows best

I got to school, I straggle through the hallways
I stop and gaze at all the girls just like always
But this time, I must now approach them
Or my daddy might get mad and break my wrist again

And so I choose her, her hair, it matches with her face
She is so lovely, my heart and pulse begin to race
I make my way between her friends and to her presence
Hello, Christine, would you be my prom queen?
(I'd rather die, I'd rather die, I'd rather die)

There was a time when I could except a no
That was before, Christine is gonna have to go
My parents will be proud of me when I bring her home
So now I sit and watch her practice in the gym dome

Christine is famous, she has so many different friends
Will they miss her when she's dead or will they just pretend
Nobody talks to me, I only talk to I
And I been telling myself all day, she's gotta die

Good morning, everybody
This is Principal Rogers and I would just like to congratulate
Our Senior class
And wish them a great time at tonight's prom dance

Won't you be my prom queen?
(I can be your prom king)
Won't you be my prom queen?
(I can be your prom king)

Won't you be my prom queen?
(I can be your prom king)
Won't you be my prom queen?
(I can be your prom king)
Everybody has a real good time

It was really fuckin' easy, I'm a human hater
I took a towel from the locker room to suffocate her
I had to throw away her gym bag and all her folders
And when it got dark, I carried her home on my shoulders

My daddy was asleep, when I snuck her in the back
I thought about my situation and it's kind of whack
It sounds cheap, but we're having prom in my cellar
But she's dead, I guess, I'll never have to tell her

I took the bottles up to Meijer's, four dollars worth
I took the 17 dollars that was in her purse
I bought balloons, and streamers, and stuff to munch
I had a dollar left, I bought a Faygo punch

I hung the streamers and balloons on my basement wall
I banged my head a couple times, I'm just too fuckin' tall
I would have took her to the school like a normal man
But I had to kill her first they'd never understand

I put a record on and then I picked her up to dance
I pray she cannot feel the woody growing in my pants
I know my daddy would be proud of all that I've done
Instead of burning me, he'll probably come and hug his son

I think about it as I dance slowly to the beat
The more I think about it, tears are rolling down my cheek
I hope that I showed Christine a night like no other
Cause after all, that's how my daddy did my mother

Our Seniors deserve a night to celebrate with friends
And celebrate all their great work
Prom night is your very own special night
And everybody always remember their high school prom

Won't you be my prom queen?
(I can be your prom king)
Won't you be my prom queen?
(I can be your prom king)

Won't you be my prom queen?
(I can be your prom king)
Won't you be my prom queen?
(I can be your prom king)
Everybody has a real good time

Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time
Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time

Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time
Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time

Everybody has a real good time

Play the MP3 online for free!

7a35386a6576bc2cd45d230520d603fc

Stop This Song - Lyrics - Paramore

Title: Stop This Song
Artist: Paramore
Composer(s): Josh Farro, Zac Farro, Hayley Williams, Justin York, Taylor York

Lyric:
You say the sweetest things
And I can't keep my heart from singing
Along to the sound of your song
My stupid feet keep moving

In this 4/4 beat
I'm in time with you
In this 4/4 beat
I would die for you
(Die for you)
Someone stop this

I've gone too far to come back from here
But you don't have a clue
You don't know what you do to me

Won't someone stop this song?
So I won't sing along
Someone stop this song
So I won't sing

I never let love in
So I can keep my heart from hurting
The longer that I live with this idea
The more I sink in

In this 4/4 beat
I'm in time with you
In this 4/4 beat
I would die for you
(Let's stop this song)

I've gone too far to come back from here
But you don't have a clue
You don't know what you do to me
I've gone too far to get over you
And you don't have a clue
You don't know what you do to me

Won't someone stop this song?
So I won't sing along
Someone stop this song
So I won't sing

Your lovesick melody
Is gonna get the best of me tonight
But you won't get to me
If I don't sing

It creeps in like a spider that can't be killed
Although I try and try to
Well, don't you see I'm falling?
Don't wanna love you, but I do

(Lovesick melody)
Won't someone stop this song?
So I won't sing along
(Lovesick melody)
Someone stop this song
So I won't sing

Your lovesick melody
Is gonna get the best of me tonight
But you won't get to me
No, you won't get to me
'Cause I won't sing

Play the MP3 online for free!

aec6b5754dccdebf3cf8e00d3854fef7

So You Won'T Have To Die - Lyrics - Grand Funk Railroad

Title: So You Won'T Have To Die
Artist: Grand Funk Railroad
Composer(s): Mark Farner

Lyric:
The way of life is tough these days, it's hard to get along
But Jesus came and He talked to me and that's why I wrote this song
He told me of my brothers in a far and distant land
He said that it's gettin' crowded on Earth
And it's time we made some plans, time we made some plans

He said overpopulation is the problem of today
There's too many children on the Earth and more on the way
If you don't start some birth control, then you won't last too much longer
It's best that we let it save our souls
So we can get much stronger, get much stronger, ah

I'm afraid of overpopulation
I don't want to die of suffocation
The world is full of pollution
And Jesus is the solution

He said we're gettin' near the end and I'm as close as you are
If you take Jesus as a friend, you're gonna' be a big star
Star that shines in the sky above, a light you cannot sever
You will be with Him above
And you will shine forever, shine forever, ah

He's tryin' to be with me
He's tryin' to set me free
He wants to be with you
So you won't have to die

Play the MP3 online for free!

645cbe342751930360b3efaa57374d53

I Love You - Lyrics - Dru World Order - Dru Hill

Title: I Love You
Album: Dru World Order
Artist: Dru Hill
Composer(s): Tamir Ruffin, Rufus Waller, Mark Andrews, Dennis Morehead

Lyric:
The beauty's gone
My time wasn't enough (I'm spendin it all with you)
My heart wasn't enough (I'm givin' it to you)
My money wasn't enough (I'm givin' you all that)
My house wasn't enough (but you live in that)
And now you wanna leave

Wish I never told you "you should leave"
Wish me and you never had my seed
No I better stop it that's a lie
'Cause girl you were the apple of my eye
Took a little time for me to see
That girl I need you right here next to me
I could let you walk away
But I'm not goin out that way, no

Not that way
Not goin out that way
I can't live without you
Can't be without you
I'm beggin' you to stay, to stay

I love you
Even though I said that you should leave me
I wanted other chances to adore you
I still believe in you and me, I love you
Won't you take the time (Love you)
Take the time to see (Leave me)
I don't wanna have to live my life in misery
I wasn't ready for you to set me free (Adore you), (I'm in love)
Don't give our love away

Words can't describe how I feel about you
Only Heaven knows how much I do
Girl I'll put my own life on the line
I'd cherish and protect you with my life
All that s*** I said girl I didn't mean
I'd die without your love baby if you leave
I could let you walk away
But baby I'm not goin out that way

Not that way
Not goin out that way
I can't live without you
Can't be without you
I'm beggin' you to stay, to stay

I love you
Even though I said that you should leave me
I wanted other chances to adore you
I still believe in you and me, I love you
Won't you take the time (Love you)
Take the time to see (Leave me)
I don't wanna have to live my life in misery
I wasn't ready for you to set me free (Adore you), (I'm in love)
Don't give our love away

Might as well just kill me

All My Life (all my, my life, I'd sacrifice for you)
Sacrifice (baby, I'd sacrifice for you, baby I'd sacrifice)
After that rising sun
Is another day begun
I won't live without you
Won't be without you
I'm beggin you to stay (Can't you just understand I just don't wanna be with you?)
Please stay

I love you
Even though I said you should leave me
I wanted other chances to adore you
(Gonna take my time, take my time, to give you the love that you want)
Won't you take the time (Love you)
Take the time to see (Leave me)
I don't wanna have to live my life in misery
I wasn't ready for you to set me free (Adore you)

'Cause I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you, baby
And I still believe in you and me
(I love you)
Oh, I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I do
Waitin for you
For you, baby
I love you

We need each other
I taught you how to love
You taught me how to love
And from that we created love (I love you)
You stayed with me when I was doin' wrong
So why'd you leave me when I started doin right
The beauty's gone
I love you
I love you

Play the MP3 online for free!

2d692a159efd2bef1aef64a313f39092

Crutch - Lyrics - 613: Ashy to Classy - Field Mob

Title: Crutch
Album: 613: Ashy to Classy
Artist: Field Mob
Composer(s): Sidney De Wayne Johnson, Shawn Johnson, Darion Crawford, Emanuel Anderson, Amin Anwar Miller

Lyric:
You are not alone 'cause I'm going through this thing with you
You don't have to cry no more
If we make it through this pain, promise I'm gon' keep it real with you
You, you don't have to cry no more

I remember bein' broke with no record deal
Broke with no job, too broke to smoke dope
Man, times so hard, I wanna take my own life
That's what pain do to you

But I'm too broke to even die
I couldn't afford a funeral
I'm too broke to spend time
Y'all don't know how it feel

I could've been a metal welder
'Cause I know how to steel
Naw, I ain't braggin', I'm just keepin' it real
I was so broke my wet dream was 'bout eatin' a meal

Man I been homeless
You ever spent the night in the grass?
With ants and mesquites
While they bitin' ya ass

My best friend got shot nine times for nothin'
He was all I had, we used to lie and say we was cousins
Even Momma turned her back on me, wouldn't look me in my face
I'm a disgrace to my folks, 'cause I ain't graduate?

I ain't have nobody
Man, I wish I was dead
I was alone so I turned to God and e said

You are not alone 'cause I'm going through this thing with you
You don't have to cry no more
If we make it through this pain, promise I'm gon' keep it real with you
You, you don't have to cry no more

As far as I remember, I been in high school ever since elementary
Since the fifth I been twistin' spliffs and hittin' the weed
My eyes went through menestration every day in the summer
At age six, my piss could crank up a Hummer

Had a hooker mom, like Alfred she Hitchcock
Bumped dad, 'cause when he visit it was like a pit stop
I lived knock hard, like Jay Z, boy ya won
Things got harder, at age eighteen, I bought a gun

A three eighty caliber, for street crazy scavengers
Tryna take my [Incomprehensible], I'll turn your hat lavender
Sacks of herb in my pocket I smoke eventually
Supposed to be sellin' 'em, but it's hard to give 'em away

Livin' the day for tomorrow, so on the down low
I used beats and rhymes, why not, look at me now
From flippin' dimes, playin' get like me to get a dollar
To ridin' on my own twenties in my Impala, I ain't cryin'

You are not alone 'cause I'm going through this thing with you
You don't have to cry no more
If we make it through this pain, promise I'm gon' keep it real with you
You, you don't have to cry no more

Well, I been hearin' a lotta people say that blood's thicker than water
Well, answer this then, which would you swallow?
I said that to say, it don't matter, friend or kin
Shawn ain't my cousin but he here through thick and thin

Okay, I came up but all the faith folks came down
The script flip flopped, now the game changed round
Everybody wanna chill now, in my grill now
Now my smile ice cold, white gold like whoa

You are not alone 'cause I'm going through this thing with you
You don't have to cry no more
If we make it through this pain, promise I'm gon' keep it real with you
You, you don't have to cry no more

You are not alone 'cause I'm going through this thing with you
You don't have to cry no more
If we make it through this pain, promise I'm gon' keep it real with you
You, you don't have to cry no more

You are not alone 'cause I'm going through this thing with you
You don't have to cry no more
If we make it through this pain, promise I'm gon' keep it real with you
You, you don't have to cry no more

We all need to cry sometimes, someone, something we can count on
A crutch, a crutch, a crutch, a crutch, a crutch
We all need to cry sometimes, someone, something we can count on
A crutch, a crutch, a crutch, a crutch, a crutch

We all need to cry sometimes, someone, something we can count on
A crutch, a crutch, a crutch, a crutch, a crutch

Play the MP3 online for free!

aa7d2d71a1de41e05841109586b4d71c

Auf Achse - Lyrics - Franz Ferdinand - Franz Ferdinand

Title: Auf Achse
Album: Franz Ferdinand
Artist: Franz Ferdinand
Composer(s): Nicholas Mccarthy, Alexander Paul K Huntley, Jan Baumann, Robert Hardy

Lyric:
You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you

And you see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you

She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done

Now, you wish she'd never
Come back here again
Oh, never
Come back here again

You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you

And you see her, you can't touch her
But you hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
And you want to, but she won't let you

She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done

And now, I'm nailed above you gushing from my side
It's with your sins that you have killed me thinking of your sins I die
Thinking how you'd let them touch you how you'd never realize
That I'm ripped and hang forsaken knowing never will I rise again

You still see her
Oh, you hear her
You want her
Oh, you want to

And you see her
And you still hear her
And you want her
And you still want to

Play the MP3 online for free!

cd74b6f6d934ad3f96a93bbd44cf5dec

The Day After - Lyrics - Soul Food - Goodie Mob

Title: The Day After
Album: Soul Food
Artist: Goodie Mob
Composer(s): Willie Knighton, Raymon Murray, Robert Barnett, Patrick Brown, Thomas Burton, Cameron Gipp, Rico Wade

Lyric:
I'm so happy we made it
I knew one day we would
All these years of strugglin'
Were never understood

Now my eyes are open
And I can clearly see
We didn't die for nothin'
'Cuz we're finally free

My Grand be gone after a 103 years of blood sweat and pain
And never complained
The last words that the nurse heard was the song she sang
Died tired of this living thing
Most I knew never made it to drinking age

Sometimes I fight Gipp
Should I spend or should I hold on for what tomorrow brings
Fly ain't that roll egg, so many lips in my head
Seeing some act up from one taste out the cup

Can't build me up to cut me down
Gipp is in your game
But Gipp won't play your game
In the day after

I been this way since birth
Heaven upon sent a newborn to tell it like he see it
No lies though the eyes of an angel suggest you don't table
Every angle be obtuse, ain't no truce, it's war

It won't stop, to compromise wouldn't stop the bloodsheddin'
It's Armageddon in the streets of each inner city
Ain't takin' no pity on this unjust callin' it trust
I'm on the bus starin' out of a window

Thankin' 'bout them happy days I had
Over the summer growin' up fast to face life and harsh realities
That come wit the territory didn't know when I was young
So many get hung to hang

Take away the bad and bring back
The good that die mostly over bullshit
Takin' a gun and pulled it on an innocent friend of mine
That could have been yours

How can I stop the war and all the crime inside the minds that's
Programmed to destroy
From the beginning when will it end
On the day after judgment will I be ready

I'm so happy we made it
I knew one day we would
All these years of strugglin'
Were never understood

Now my eyes are open
And I can clearly see
We didn't die for nothin'
'Cuz we're finally free
I'm so happy

Meant I'd be spoiled rotten
A fin here a fin there but receipts please
For my feet I need, a new pair of hi rollin'
But the car ain't stolen

Pistol still smokin' from herndon homin' in on somebody
Gotta pay for restitution with heavily on my mind
Free fom mental debris hose me down
There my physical tame lay returnin' to its rightful place

A quest for forgiveness answer
The death toll Talley but my soul was spared
How is your prepared medium rare if you dare disobey
Well done race you the last one to orion star

Smellin' like shit in a glass jar
The bomb light years away from earth secure a space for my family
The mother of my first conceived and all the weak relatives
I hurt only

When I laugh
On display afta judge none careless atmosphere
Opportunity knockin' answer it knewin' you would
Good thangs come to those dat wait

Took a Los on church strait
The nifty fifth what better place
Fo' mo enemy to hide than behind religion
Done gee seen on I pray for you but I won't follow you to yo end

I know of a place not too far away
That maybe you and I can both go someday
But I gotta make sure 'cuz I ain't tryin' to stay here
Don't y'all realize that the end is so near

But don't have fear 'cuz you still got time
I hope you wanna come when I'm done with the rhyme
Let me explain so you won't claim you didn't know
And you can make sure that this is where you wanna go

It's all about preparing yourself for the return
And a trip to your soul is the only way you'll learn
But if you choose not to go that ain't my concern
I guess in hell you'll just have to burn

The devil tell lies and try to trick yo soul to receive it
They tell you that my Lord ain't coming' back and you believe it
Regardless if you listen to me
In the end we'll see

I'm so happy we made it
I knew one day we would
All these years of strugglin'
Were never understood

Now my eyes are open
And I can clearly see
We didn't die for nothin'
'Cuz we're finally free
I'm so happy

Play the MP3 online for free!

3e24fbcf7a36104da579d46fc1defaa7

What I Been Through - Lyrics - Undaground Legend - Lil' Flip

Title: What I Been Through
Album: Undaground Legend
Artist: Lil' Flip
Composer(s): Thomas Granville, Wesley Weston, Ronald Thomas

{AdsenseCode:2D080010-7055-443A-8D12-2B79DDC71256}

Lyric:
Hi, this is the Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous
Today we're interviewing Lil' Flip, what's up man
So Lil' Flip tell me, how long have you been rapping?
Man, I've been rappin' ever since

1995 I was in junior high
I saw a lotta shit, so I was glad to be alive
A lot of people died, but a lot of people here
And when I turned 15, my vision got clear

It's time to be a man, time to make a plan
It's cool to make a hundred, but it's best to make a grand
My granny got sick and then they found cancer
We got to pay the doctors but God got the answer

The surgery went good, my Granny doin' well
My career takin' off, so I can't go to jail
And to my niggas on the block, stop sellin' rocks
'Cause I'ma tell the truth you can't outsmart the cops

You see what I did, I only drop hits
Choppin' up game, y'all choppin' up bricks
And some niggas snitch 'cause they can't take the heat
How we gon' go buy a system when the system got his beat

Hey, I'm from the home of the Astros, home of the Rockets
Born to rap yo, with a microphone in my pocket
Always thought I was grown, you couldn't tell me nothin'
I would talk shit if you tried to tell me somethin'

But I regret that, I had some minor setbacks
Old people thought my future would be jet black
All my years growin' up, I thought life was a game
You can't make it real far, thinkin' life is a game

Yet we lost a couple of friends, I almost lost my brother
I don't know what would've happened if we lost each other
Everyday is somethin' new, I just take it in strides
You only got one life, so enjoy the ride

Sometimes I was paid, sometimes I was broke
Me and Gray started hustlin' but my Mama didn't know
But it's cool, 'cause now I'm into this music
The man gave us a gift and we lovin' to use it

And if you look real close you'll see
That you can only be you, and I can be me
Because can't nobody ever live my life but me
But you will never see what I see like me, ha, me, ha

'Cause you don't know what I've been through
(So you shouldn't judge me)
And you don't know what I will and I won't do
(So you shouldn't judge me)

And you don't know what I've been through
(So you shouldn't judge me)
And you don't know what I will and I won't do
(So you shouldn't judge me)

It's gettin' harder now I just don't understand
Why the people in the world disgrace the black man
All that I can say, is pray and let it be
Live right and try your best not to end up like me

See I was the nigga that slang dope and steal cars
Glad I stopped before it led behind bars
Heart aches and scars, help me feel my way
Understand today I got a decision to make

Now do I wanna live right or continue goin' wrong
I'm never at home, this music keep a nigga gone
But this is what gets me, who are you to judge
'Cause I'm young and black, people still hold a grudge

Just a nudge right now'd push me over the end
When I was 14, I lost a very close friend
And ever since then my life ain't been the same
That's the biggest reason why I had to make a change

Never judge a book by it's cover, a man by his wealth
And if you already on your feet why don't you help somebody else
This what I was taught, so that's what I live by
'Cause you can't take none of this shit with you when you die

So everyday I try to keep my head high
But these bird ass niggas always jump fly
Should I take 'em out the game, nah, I'ma use my brain
I'm a kill 'em with kindness, and blow up my name

I came from nothin', and now I got a little change
A nigga happy now but I went through some pain
And everyday it rain, there's gone be some sunshine
I never thought I could put my whole life in one rhyme

'Cause you don't know what I've been through
(So you shouldn't judge me)
And you don't know what I will and I won't do
(So you shouldn't judge me)

And you don't know what I've been through
(So you shouldn't judge me)
And you don't know what I will and I won't do
(So you shouldn't judge me)

Play the MP3 online for free!

77f166a3fccea083f3a8e23f5f8d5517

Kill Yourself - Lyrics - Shock Value - Timbaland

Title: Kill Yourself
Album: Shock Value
Artist: Timbaland
Composer(s): Timothy Clayton, Garland Mosley, Tim Mosley

Lyric:
Get out, get out, you can't be in here
You have to get out.
I implore you, please, please
You're all going to die down here

It's life or death, either one
The king is back to heat and run
I piss and take a shit on your beat for fun
I killed the game, I ain't even use a gun

Who better than me? Don't make me laugh
I run this shit, babe just chase my ass
I ain't talkin' shit nigga just tellin' the facts
I think all the tracks I'm hearin' from niggas is whack

I be hearin' this niggas, what they say in their rimes
I took my spot, nobody gave me mine
I make the beats, that "Boom Boom Boom" in their trunks
You disagree homie then go on in the junk

You can pump your gun, you can say what you want
That's all you gon' do 'cause you niggas is punk
I'm number one, you ain't number shit
When they need a hit, who do they come to get, talk to me

If you got love for me I got love for you
If you won't fuck with me I won't fuck with you
We can do it however you wanna do
Nigga if you won't fuck with me I won't fuck with you

Go 'head
Kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself, go kill yourself
Kill yourself, kill yourself
If I was you I wouldn't feel myself

Go kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself, go kill yourself
Kill yourself, kill yourself
If I was you I wouldn't feel myself

I'm tired of niggas, niggas is tired
You ain't a G, I see bitch in your eyes
If you're close to me, you're supposed to be
But most you rap niggas is hoes to me

Wherever you from, the question I ask
Is do you think I give a fuck, belittle me that
'Cause you in my hood and you dump into hell and back
This sinister shit, to hell with that

I seen them come, I seen them go
I doubt if you can show me something I ain't seen before
Who's supposed to be in charge, I need to know
When I shake your hand, I'ma step on your toe

Go get your gun, go get your clique
I'ma be right here chillin' with your bitch
You mad at me 'cause I'm getting' rich?
Put the pistol to your head and enter the clip, fuck nigga

If you got love for me I got love for you
If you won't fuck with me I won't fuck with you
We can do it however you wanna do
Nigga if you won't fuck with me I won't fuck with you

Go 'head
Kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself, go kill yourself
Kill yourself, kill yourself
If I was you I wouldn't feel myself

Go kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself, go kill yourself
Kill yourself, kill yourself
If I was you I wouldn't feel myself

See my heart, feel my pain
Some is stars, some is lames
How they follow little trans to get they fame
I ain't snap my damn fingers to get in the game

You claim you rich, show me son
If you got so many dollars then owe me one
Fools think they're killers they own a gun
When you know you bought a suit it's a honey bun

Trashy broads, final bar
Like you tattooed your frontnin' heart
VIP bands don't make you a star
Like we really still don't know who the fuck you are

Don't talk behind my back, just call me nigga
Move my heart to the side, make room to forgive ya
If you still wanna hang, we'll come to get ya
Put the rope around your neck, jump my nigga

You're all going to die down here
Get out get out, you can't be in here
You're all going to die down here

Play the MP3 online for free!

fd155bff0d41b4dac4871b652f55a562

The Preacher Won'T Have To Lie - Lyrics - Some Things I Know - Lee Ann Womack

Title: The Preacher Won'T Have To Lie
Album: Some Things I Know
Artist: Lee Ann Womack
Composer(s): Steve Dean, Bill Montana

{AdsenseCode:2D080010-7055-443A-8D12-2B79DDC71256}

Lyric:
I used to believe what money could bring
Was worth more than anything else
But all that changed when I had a dream
And I got a good look at myself

I stood face to face with the ghost of my past
And the spirit of what was to come
And they made it clear that one day I'd have to
Answer for what I had done

And I saw what I'd become

The choices you make, the chances you take
They'll follow you all of your life
I'm just tryin' to live so when I die
The preacher won't have to lie

I ain't no prophet and I ain't no saint
And I ain't made no great sacrifice
I just keep tryin' to carry my weight
I keep trying to do what is right

And it's hard to do right sometimes

But the choices you make, the chances you take
They'll follow you all of your life
I'm just tryin' to live so when I die
The preacher won't have to lie

The choices you make, the chances you take
They'll follow you all of your life
I'm just tryin' to live so when I die
The preacher won't have to lie

Oh, the preacher won't have to lie

Play the MP3 online for free!

6cddf036f09b65fb5575e720def5c72a

Ex-Factor - Lyrics - The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill - Lauryn Hill

Title: Ex-Factor
Album: The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill
Artist: Lauryn Hill
Composer(s): Alan Bergman, Gary Grice, Lauryn Hill, Russell Jones, Tejunold Newton, Rasheem Pugh, Clifford Smith, Vada Nobles, Jason Hunter, Johari Newton, Dennis Coles, Lamont Hawkins, Marilyn Bergman, Dennis Diggs, Marvin Hamlisch, Cory Woods

{AdsenseCode:2D080010-7055-443A-8D12-2B79DDC71256}

Lyric:
It could all be so simple
But you'd rather make it hard
Loving you is like a battle
And we both end up with scars
Tell me, who I have to be
To get some reciprocity
See no one loves you more than me
And no one ever will

Is this just a silly game?
That forces you to act this way
Forces you to scream my name
Then pretend that you can't stay
Tell me, who I have to be
To get some reciprocity
See no one loves you more than me
And no one ever will

No matter how I think we grow
You always seem to let me know
It ain't workin'
It ain't workin'
It ain't workin'
And when I try to walk away
You'd hurt yourself to make me stay
This is crazy
This is crazy
This is crazy
This is crazy

I keep letting you back in
How can I explain myself?
As painful as this thing has been
I just can't be with no one else
See I know what we've got to do
You let go and I'll let go too
'Cause no one's hurt me more than you
And no one ever will

No matter how I think we grow
You always seem to let me know
It ain't workin'
It ain't workin'
It ain't workin'
It ain't workin'
And when I try to walk away
You'd hurt yourself to make me stay
This is crazy
This is crazy
This is crazy
This is crazy

Care for me, care for me
I know you care for me
There for me, there for me
Said, "You'd be there for me"
Cry for me, cry for me
You said, "You'd die for me"
Give to me, give to me
Why won't you live for me?

Care for me, care for me
You said, "You care for me"
There for me, there for me
Said, "You'd be there for me"
Cry for me, cry for me
You said, "You'd die for me"
Give to me, give to me
Why won't you live for me?

Care for me, care for me
You said, "You care for me"
There for me, there for me
Said, "You'd be there for me"
Cry for me, cry for me
You said, "You'd die for me"
Give to me, give to me
Why won't you live for me?

Care for me, care for me
You said, "You care for me"
There for me, there for me
Said, "You'd be there for me"
Give to me, give to me
Why won't you live for me?
Cry for me, cry for me
You said, "You'd die for me"

Care, care, care
(Where were you)
Give
(When I needed you)
Care, care, cry
Give

Where were you
When I needed you
Where were you
You you you
Do do do

Play the MP3 online for free!

37c50dd4e425241c20d50f93e58e70c0

Ambitionz Az A Ridah - Lyrics - Nu-Mixx Klazzics - 2pac

Title: Ambitionz Az A Ridah
Album: Nu-Mixx Klazzics
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): D Arnaud, Tupac Shakur

Lyric:
I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nuttin' to the G

So many battlefield scars while driven in plush cars
This life as a rap star is nothin' without a guard
Was born rough and rugged, addressin' the mass public
My attitude was, fuck it, 'cause motherfuckers love it

To be a soldier, must maintain composure at ease
Though life is complicated, only what you make it to be
Uhh, and my ambitionz az a ridah to catch her
While she hot, and horny, go up inside her

Then I spit some game in her ear, go to the tele hoe
You put what money in a Benz, 'cause bitch I'm barely broke
I'm smokin' bomb-ass weed feelin' crucial
From player to player, the game's tight, the feeling's mutual

From hustlin and prayers, to breakin' motherfuckers to pay-up
I got no time for these bitches, 'cause these hoes tried to play us
I'm on a meal-ticket mission, want a mil', so I'm wishin'
Competition got me ripped, on that bullshit they stressin'

I'ma rhyme though, clown hoes like it's manditory
No guts, no glory my nigga bitch got the game distorted
Now it's on and it's on because I said so
Can't trust a bitch in the bidness so I got with Death Row

Now these money hungry bitches gettin' suspicious
Started plottin' and plannin' on schemes, to come and trick us
But Thug niggaz be on point and game tight
Me, Syke and Bogart, wrap it up the same night

Got problems then handle it, motherfuckers see me
These niggaz is jealous 'cause deep in they heart they wanna be me
Uhh, yeah, and now ya got me right beside ya
Hopin' you listen I catch you payin' attention to my amibitionz az a ridah

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
My amibitionz az a ridah
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nuttin' to the G

It was my only wish to rise
Above these jealous coward mutherfuckers I despise
When it's time to ride, I was the first off this side, give me the nine
I'm ready to die right here tonight, and motherfuck they life

That's what they screamin' as they drill me, but I'm hard to kill
So open fire, I see you kill me witness my steel
Spittin' at adversaries envious and after me
I'd rather die before they catchin' me, watch me bleed

Mama come rescue me, I'm suicidal thinkin' thoughts
I'm innocent, so there'll be bullets flyin' when I'm caught
Fuck doin' jail time, better day, sacrifice
Won't get a chance to do me like they did my nigga Tyson

Thuggin for life and if you right then nigga die for it
Let them other brothers try, at least you tried for it
When it's time to die to be a man you pick the way you leave
Fuck peace and the police, my ambitionz az a ridah

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
My amibitionz az a ridah
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nuttin' to the G

My murderous lyrics equipped with spirits of the Thugs before me
Pay off the block evade the cops 'cause I know they comin for me
I been hesitant to reappear, been away for years
Now I'm back my adversaries been reduced to tears

Question my methods to switch up speeds, sure as some bitches bleeds
Niggaz'll feel the fire of my mother's corrupted seed
Blast me but they didn't finish, didn't diminish my powers
So now I'm back to be a motherfuckin' menace, they cowards

That's why they tried to set me up
Had bitch-ass niggaz on my team, so indeed, they wet me up
But I'm back reincarnated, incarcerated
At the time I caught the perfect way that God made it

Lace 'em with lyrics that's legendary, musical mercenary
For money, I'll have these motherfuckers buried
Gettin' much mail in jail, niggaz tellin' me to kill it
Knowin' when I get out, they gon' feel it

Witness the realest, a who ridah when I put the shit inside
The cry from all your people when they find her
Just remind ya, my history'll prove I been it
Revenge on them niggaz that played me

And all the cowards that was down widdit
Now it's yo' nigga right beside ya
Hopin' you listenin', catch you payin' attention
To my ambitionz az a ridah

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
My ambitionz az a ridah
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nuttin' to the G

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nuttin' to the G

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nuttin' to the G

Play the MP3 online for free!

440985819d08bbb945b37138319616b5

The Last Redemption - Lyrics - W.A.S.P.

Title: The Last Redemption
Artist: W.A.S.P.
Composer(s): Steve Duren

Lyric:
Take me, shame me
Made you to lay my name on your tongues
Hate me, slay me
It's danger to hang my face on your walls

Take me, change me
I'm nothing, the crowns of thorns on your hearts
Oh, oh can you change me, save me?
Will you love me nailed to your Neon Cross?

If I die for you, will my life have counted?
Give me the truth, would it mean anything?
Oh, if I die for you, will I die for thousands?
Oh, give me the truth, will you ever remember me
Oh, if I die for you?

We're dying for you
I lied to thousands
[Incomprehensible]
I am deceit

Falling for you
I was the God with
Disciples at my feet

Give us the truth
I'm Lord to no man
Telling us true
It's all lies you see

Give us the truth
Messiah to thousands
With love's blood on my feet

Just give us the truth
I lied to thousands
Telling us true
I sowed what you'll reap

Give us the truth
Messiah of nothing
Disciples at my feet

I am no God of all your lost religions
Prophet for love
You could never see, you all believed
Oh, I was the chosen one

I'll please the crowds and die out loud
Take my name in vain
Cast it on the long forgotten wind

I messiah nothing
Oh why, why'd you made me God?
I wanna die

No, don't come to me
No, don't believe in you, God of love
Oh, won't you see
I can't deceive no more?

No, don't believe
I'm no redeeming God of love
Your God, you see's
All make believes Neon

When I'm gone
Will you all still need your
Dangerous Gods?
You'll never see, we all deceive
Oh, until we're here and gone

Oh mother please, what'd you do to me?
Anoint my head with oils
Dark descent to madness, be my friend

I messiah nothing
Oh why, why'd you made me God?
I wanna die

No, don't come to me
No, don't believe in you, God of love
Oh, won't you see
I can't deceive no more?

No, don't believe
I'm no redeeming God of love
Your God, you see's
All make believes Neon

You're fucked for life
Die for us, oh, Messiah, please
You're fucked for life
Die so we'll all believe

I messiah nothing
Oh I, oh, I'm a throw away for life
I messiah nothing
Ooh, why would you remember anymore if I die?

Oh, all I need was someone to love me
Oh, all I needed was one
There's no one who cares

Oh, all I need was someone to love me
Oh, all I needed was one
There's no one who cares

Oh, tell me, my Lord, why am I here?
Surely, not to live in pain and sorrow
Are we to live in pain and fear?

Oh, tell me, my Lord, why am I here?
Are we to hide inside and fear forever
A never ending road of tears
Oh, tell me, my Lord, why am I here?

Are you still Neon God?
(I won't go away)
Still an icon

Thrilling Neon
(It won't go away)
Dying for their love

Still the God of
(It won't go away)
Thrilling Neon

Killing their God
(Go away)
Spilling all your blood

Can you save your Neon
If I fade away?
Show them their wrong

And die today
A crucified son
A martyr for their love

You were never my God
Yours to blame
Can you walk on water

Yours to slay
Come off your cross
And resurrect your God

No, don't come to me
No, don't believe in your God of Love
Don't come to me
I can't deceive no more

No, don't believe
I'm no redeeming God of love
Your God, you see's
All make believe Neon

No, don't come to me
No, don't believe
Don't die for me
You're all deceived for love

Play the MP3 online for free!

c10b4a476a44195e46cd325464f8c922

Gangsta - Lyrics - Trouble - Akon

Title: Gangsta
Album: Trouble
Artist: Akon
Composer(s): Darrick Stephens, Jonathan Mann, Torry Pedigru, Aliaune Thiam

Lyric:
Alert, alert this is an upfront street bulletin
Coming live from F A

(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps)
If you a gangsta
And you've confessed that you killed a nigga on records
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps)
Youz a stupid mutha fucka
(Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta)

This goes out to you fake gangstas
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps)
I see you nigga
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps)
Nigga we all see you, we working you motha fuckaa
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

Yo don't make me ohh
(Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta)

Nigga don't make me have to step up in the club
Wit my dogs show all you mutha fuckaz how we ball
Nigga don't make me show how I can violate the law
Get your woman go up in the bar

Dog how tha hoe love me
Waitin' to show me?
(Look bitch you just a fuck)
And that how she gon be
But niggas wanna hand of in L O V E

Steady claiming like they a pimp
But will never go free
Say that ain't gangsta
Niggas fronting like they hard

But I knowing that they're pussy from the start
Man that ain't gangsta
Still in the projects
But I spend hundred thousand a car

I rather have a crib in Miami whit a boat
Full of all mi niggas on so we don't go broke
Yeah show them the ropes
Sticking together niggas try to cope
Any one step in the way will get chock, so

You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps
You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

Don't make me bring out the other side in me
So I hear you think your gangsta
I heard you wanna be
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

Yeah fuck nigga
I see you cutting yo eyes when I stroll
I see you just by flashing
Pulling them hoes

'Cuss I'm a playa nigga like I'm suppose to be
Hoes on a nigga like it's suppose to be
You a sucka so you hate like u sposed to be
And next change get your head cracked to the white man

I try to keep it fly
But this pussy nigga tempt me
Breaking the sweet
Swear this brother ain't classy

No that's really killing my pimping
I mean really, really killing my pimping
Look what you gone made Iceberg do
Call these boys and start down crew

And we will kick that ass nigga
And we will I say kick that ass nigga
And tell you whore she can come to my place
After she burn me out fucking up your face hoe

You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps
You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

Don't make me bring out the other side in me
So I hear you think your gangsta
I heard you wana be
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

Now it's a goddam shame Pickelhead
What you did to that man
I guess that pussy nigga though I was playing
I try to tell him but he like fuck what you saying

Watch you mouth, come to an understanding
He like fuck what you saying
Oh this pussy nigga flicks me front these hoes and shit
So I spun on dat nigga they ain't notice it

Oh you think I give a fuck wit your funky shit
So I'm looking at the next man like step up bitch
'Cuss if it's going down it's been around
Spiting from my chamber

Like David Banner you won't like me when I'm anger
Destruct to your whole grill
Don't make me have to change you
In too a stranger in danger, so

You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps
You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

Don't make me, bring out the other side in me
So I hear you think your gangsta
I heard you wana be
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps
You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

Don't make me bring out the other side in me
So I hear you think your gangsta
I heard you wana be
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

Yeah I see you gangsta, all you fake ass gangsta
You don't have the hart nigga, survive in the streets
Ask my niggas down in right street nigga
Ask my niggas in Re Ville, ask my niggas down at Wilks
Ask my niggas at Hart feel nigger, ask my niggas in Altoes
All my reel niggas aha

Living life 'fore this shit
And you just want scream it out on a record nigga
You want respect you got to urn respect nigga
Work hard for what you get in life nigga
Fuck you punk nigga, eat a dick and die slow
Now get the fuck out of my house

Play the MP3 online for free!

cb339a0b59749d5495bcd450bbba2cae

No Regrets - Lyrics - Open Letter - Case

Title: No Regrets
Album: Open Letter
Artist: Case
Composer(s): Terry Lewis, Case Woodard, James Harris Iii, James Quenton Wright

Lyric:
Loving you was incredible
It came so natural to me
'Cause you were always available
For every one of my wants and needs
We always talked about settling down
Raising a family
But sometimes in life our plans ain't meant to be, ooh yeah

Baby I've tried
But couldn't say
What I really did want from you
Baby and now
My life, my life hasn't been the same
No, no, no babe
Can we give it a chance
Can we start all over again
Before we throw it all away, I just need to know

Here I go around again
Just won't let it die
Being wrong or being right
I just have to try
Love leads me right back to you
It never tells me why
I ain't gonna go through life
With no regrets

Now we can start by makin' apologies
But saying sorry ain't gonna make it right
All the spiteful things you done said to me
'Cause I heard you a million times
But now I've learned how to express
What's really on my mind
So I'm telling you
I need you in my life

Baby I've tried
But couldn't say
What I really did want from you
My life, my life hasn't been the same
Can we give it a chance
Can we please give it one chance
Before we throw it all away, I just need to know for sure

Here I go around again
Just won't let it die
Being wrong or being right
I just have to try
Love leads me right back to you
It never tells me why
I ain't gonna go through life with me, my man
With no regrets

Baby now it's up to you
'Cause livin' life without
You just ain't cool, no no no
So darlin' I want you back
'Cause I'm a man with no regrets

Here I go around again
Just won't let it die
Being wrong or being right
I just have to try
Love leads me right back to you
It never tells me why
I ain't gonna go through life
With no regrets

Here I go around again
Just won't let it die
Being wrong or being right
I just have to try
Love leads me right back to you
It never tells me why
I ain't gonna go through life with me, my man
With no regrets

Play the MP3 online for free!

03f702cf3ceb2a5ee0a33b59eb08407c

Girls - Lyrics - Eminem

Title: Girls
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Luis Resto, Marshall Mathers

Lyric:
Hey, yo dawg, I got some shit on my motherfuckin' chest
That I need to get off 'cause if I don't, I'ma fuckin' explode or somethin'
Now look, this is a story about, some little fuckin' girls that I know
It goes like this

It's so easy for me to make enemies any more it's sickening
People are lookin' for an excuse to jump on my shitlist
Stickin' their noses in shit that isn't none of their business
I never asked, cared, gave a fuck or wanted opinions

Now I'm in the position that I don't wanna be in shit
I never had no beef with your corny son of a bitches
But now the shit is broke and you can't do nothin' to fix it
So I'm tellin' you right now motherfuck a Limp Bizkit

Now I'ma be real, B-Real was real
He ain't say shit the whole time me and Whitey was beefin', see he chill
He was cool with the whole situation and kept it neutral
I'd have never involved my crew if it wasn't for Pupils

Peoples, whatever your backpackin' cypherin name is
Had I not opened a magazine and seen what you sayin'
And I'da never involved you but you had to add your two pennies
Now I gotta go grab my shitlist and add some new enemies

Hit the studio and I'll admit, I had a few in me
Fuck it, I roasted you, I ain't mad at you any
But let it be known that song was never released, it leaked
I'da never gave you that much attention intentionally

Then I look on the TV, now look who's mentionin' me
That little fuckin' weasel, DJ Lethal, on MTV
After I gave you props in that song, you on national TV
Talkin' 'bout Everlast is gonna whip my ass when he sees me?

Come on dawg, you was supposed to be on that song
Talkin' 'bout how bad you hate him, now you all on his thong?
What's wrong? You scared and Fred, you said you was dissin' him too
I shoulda knew better than to listen to you

You fuckin' sissy, up on stage
Screamin' how people hate you, they don't hate you
They just think you're corny since Christina played you
And how dare you motherfuckers that try to diss me back
That's a sissy act and don't call me kissin' my ass

'Cause I swear to God this ain't just a song I'm tryin' to pre-warn you
Lethal when I fuckin' see you dawg, I'm swingin' on you
Motherfuckers must think 'cause I'm in trouble with the law
That I won't jaw 'em up my sentence and double it tomorrow

Y'all some girls, y'all are some goddamn girls
Why do you act this way? Why do you act this way, huh?
Why do y'all act like fuckin' sissies you pussies
Keep talkin' shit behind my back, you just some bitches for that

And we all know, we all know, hah
How fuckin' cowards roll, keep rollin', rollin', rollin'
In-fuckin'-dent me's and pretend to be down
But as soon as someone calls you out
You put your tail between your legs and bow down

Now I don't ask nobody to share my beliefs
To be involved in my beefs
I'm a man, I can stand on my feet
So if you don't wanna be in 'em all I ask
Is that you don't open your mouth with an opinion
And I won't put you in 'em

'Cuz I don't ask nobody to share my beliefs
To be involved in my beefs
I'm a man, I can stand on my feet
So if you don't wanna be in 'em all I ask
Is that you don't open your mouth with an opinion
And I won't put you in 'em

Now see if you diss me and I respond, the beef is on
But if I help you sell one record
And I see you at a show, I'll strip you naked
See I was smart, I came back and scooped up my friends

Now I got five dawgs that'll die for me like I'll die for them
I'll fight for them, swing or shoot like I fight for Kim
All of 'em been with me through this fucked up life that I'm in

That goes for all of my dogs, from Royce to Dre
From Xzibit to Mel-Man, 'til I'm hoist away
In my coffin, I'll never soften no matter how often I'm tested
I'll never give a fuck, I won't never be interested

Love me or hate me as much as Fred wants to be hated
I will solemnly stand by every statement I stated
This shit that I been through my pencil never could pencil
But I will never be this gullible ever again no
(Nope)

Next time I'll know when someone's copyin' off me
I'm not bein' cocky, I just know when somebody's mockin' me
I stick up my middle finger, he sticks up his finger
(Hey)

I say, "Fuck Christina", he says, "Fuck Christina" but meaner
So from doin' a song with Method to beggin' to get accepted
I'm peggin' Fred with the bottle of dye that he bleached his head with

And as for Lethal, don't forget what I said
I'm fuckin' you up punk, you're dead, don't think that I'm playin'
And fuck Bizkit 'cause I know you're sayin' fuck D-12
Only not to our face, under your breath to yourselves

You little girls, motherfuckin' females
Why do you act this way? Why do y'all act this way huh?
Why do y'all act like fuckin' sissies you pussies
Keep talkin' shit behind my back, you just some bitches for that

And we all know, now we all know the truth
How fuckin' cowards roll "keep rollin', rollin', rollin"
In-fuckin-dent me's and pretend to be down
But as soon as someone calls you out
You put your tail between your legs and bow down

Now I don't ask nobody to share my beliefs
To be involved in my beefs
I'm a man, I can stand on my feet
So if you don't wanna be in 'em all I ask
Is that you don't open your mouth with an opinion
And I won't put you in 'em

'Cuz I don't ask nobody to share my beliefs
To be involved in my beefs
I'm a man, I can stand on my feet
So if you don't wanna be in 'em all I ask
Is that you don't open your mouth with an opinion
And I won't put you in it

And that's it, that's all there is to it dawg
If you didn't wanna do the fuckin' song
Don't say you're down with doin' the fuckin' song
And then back out at the last minute
And then go on motherfuckin' MTV talkin' about

Everlast can whip my motherfuckin' ass
If you're scared of Whitey Ford dog
Just say you're scared of Whitey Ford, that's it
That's all you had to fuckin' say, I wouldn'ta said shit

I woulda backed off, did the motherfuckin' song myself
And not put you motherfuckers in it, that's all
Now I ain't even on, no rap shit no more
I'm on some fuckin', you-up shit when I see you

And I will see you too, oh, and by the way Fred
That wasn't an accident
I didn't mean to give you a play at the Music Awards, haha

Play the MP3 online for free!

7c5037b6827d6b3a93b1bcc51bbe5f4e

Ghetto Child - Lyrics - Unpredictable - Mystikal

Title: Ghetto Child
Album: Unpredictable
Artist: Mystikal
Composer(s): Vyshon Miller, Michael Tyler, Mary C Brockert, Percy Miller

{AdsenseCode:2D080010-7055-443A-8D12-2B79DDC71256}

Lyric:
It's crazy out here (uhhhhhhh)
Yo mama I'm tryin to keep my head strong (whats up Mystikal?)
Uhhhhhh! (uhhhhhh) I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Mamma, I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

I feel like a bird nigga with no wings
I'm stuck in this ghetto trying to have a little change
My homies killing up each other cause we gotta eat
And I ain't tripping cause I'm running from the police
I done seen little kids in the projects starving
I done seen more hoes messing then Marvin
See in the ghetto the sun it barely shines
But so many niggas in jail and the welfare lines
And all my life I thought Bill Clinton ran the country
Until I found out Bill Gates had all the money
And the media starting east and west coast wars
I'm from the south, where they predijuce on us all
Come out of the powdered milk and eggs don't fill us up
But why the government sold us drugs and charges to clean us up
Gave us three halves and high interest student loans
Four dollar minimum wage and section eight, we call it home

Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Mamma, I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Mamma, I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

It's real when you can do whatever you want to do
When you want to do it
Ain't to many niggas out there living like that
That's why the rest of you niggas aint never gone through it
How many niggas in the penn
How many niggas in the cemetary don't know why?
How many strikes y'all niggas need
How many innocent children in the ghetto got to lose thier lives?
WHYWhy you gotta make your momma cry?
HUHShe take you out of the street
Cause that's where you gonna die
But you won't listen cause your mind is one track
And your head is hard
And your getting flipped, and your talking back
Showing your ashy act, ass straight up off the wall
Lemme talk to y'all, don't think it's too hard to fall
But that's far and all
And sore and all, it's cool when it started off
Now niggas duckin bullets like dodgeballs
Niggas got me scared to plant my seeds, fear of high's gonna grow
Living in a messed up time, a messed up court
I'm telling ya, you can't do shit no more
It's bigger than us, it's out of our hands
That's why I'm praying to God
Oh heavenly father, keep my head above the water
Cause it's your world, and we your children
Your sons and your daughters
We struggling, trying to get out of the ghetto
Trying to make it to mars

Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Mamma, I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Mamma, I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

Dear mama pray for your son, hoping I can make it through this game
Wishing I can change, I've been through so much
Seen so many things, couldn't find the words to explain
The only way to avoid stress is to get high, by drinking hennessey but I
But I can't get too high, cause I gotta keep my eyes on my enemies
I've seen harder times, but there gonna be some harder days
Penetentary close, but you know what? Cemetaries ain't that far away
Before I die I'm trying to make the whole world feel
Like our people scared to stand there
The way we express ourself, they think that we all some killers
But look into the eyes of a ghetto child influenced by the street
Go to sleep to gunshots, wake up from the sirens of the police
See now my life aint been the same nigga, life as a thug
If I had to draw a picture of my life
I have to paint my picture in blood
Closest homie died, before he die little cousin told me this
Get you something cause cemetaries
Packed full of niggas who had dreams to be rich
So keep your head up, to all my ghetto children it was hard
To tell my family one day I was gonna grow up to make millions
When I told them, they seemed to laugh at my so called dream
I like to scream when I came home from jail
When I was told best friend turned into a fiend
I aint gonna lie, my conscience aint clear, when I close my eyes
Of course you gotta realize, god forgive me, I'm just trying to survive
They cut welfare and health care, that shit gotta stop
I got a positive note, my auntie having a baby
Congratulations, she on rocks

Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Mamma, I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Mamma, I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

Play the MP3 online for free!

4930a417d2f4ed3db564fd2147e9083f