Something To Be Proud Of - Lyrics - You Do Your Thing - Montgomery Gentry

Title: Something To Be Proud Of
Album: You Do Your Thing
Artist: Montgomery Gentry
Composer(s): Jeffrey Steele, Chris Wallin

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Lyric:
There's a story that my daddy tells religiously
Like clockwork everytime he see's an opening
In a conversation 'bout the way things use to be
I just roll my eyes and make a B-line for the door
I'd always end up starry eyes and cross legged on the floor
Hangin onto every word, man the things I heard

It was harder times and longer days
Five miles to school uphill both ways
We were cane switched raised and dirt floor poor
Course that was back before the war
Yeah your uncle and I made quit a pair
Flyin F-15's through hostile air
He went down but they missed me by a hair
He'd always stop right there and say

That's something to be proud of
That's a life you can hang your hat on
As your chins held high as the tears fall down
Gut sucked in, chest stuck out
Like a small town flag a flyin'
Or a new born baby cryin'
In the arms of the woman that you love
That's something to be proud of

Son graduatin' college, that was mommas dream
And I was on my way to anywhere else when I turned eighteen
That's when I got a fast car and think you got everything
I learned real quick those GTO's don't run on faith
I ended up broke down in some town north of L.A
Working maximum hours for minimum wage

I fell in love next thing I know
Babies came and the car got sold
Sure do miss that old hot rod
But you sure save gas in them foreign jobs
Dad I wonder if I ever let you down
If you're ashamed how I turned out
Well he lowered his voice, then he raised his brow
Said, "Let me tell you right now"

That's something to be proud of
That's a life you can hang your hat on
No need to make a million just be thankful to be workin'
If you're doin' what you're able
Puttin' food there on the table
And providing for the family that you love
That's something to be proud of

And before you ever really do is the best you can
Well you did it man

That's something to be proud of
That's a life you can hang your hat on
As your chin held high as the tears fall down
Gut sucked in, chest stuck out
Like a small town flag a flyin'
Or a new born baby cryin'
In the arms of the woman that you love
That's something to be proud of

That's something to be proud of
That's something to be proud of
That's something to be proud of
Now it's something to be proud of

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Brown Crowd [Remix] - Lyrics - Lil' Rob

Title: Brown Crowd [Remix]
Artist: Lil' Rob
Composer(s): Robert Flores, Big Jay Mc Neely

Lyric:
It's the gangsta Mexican, back with the rhyme
That'll blow your mind that you wanna hear again
Because you can't get enough of the brown crowd
That is so rough and so tough, crazy bad wicked
The worst and when I'm through, when I rewind a verse

So you could go ahead and try to put me down
But I was told don't let no one get you down
And never wear a frown, it's Lil' Rob
The Chicano and proud one, competition none
But wait, I'm not done fuckin' it up like this especially for the Brown

So orale suvale in the Brown side of town
Don't be shy bump that shit homey
And Sir Crown why don't you mix in the oldie?
The hay'll keep the shit bouncin' I got the jealous vatos time
'Cuz I got the hyna'z shoutin' over Lil' Rob

One of many Mexicano poets but not saying that I'm king
Down for the brown, I'll show it 'cause I know it is
The brown crowd vida esta loco thing
And I'm the Mexican gangsta born with the badness
You think you could rap bitch, you still can't fuckin' match this

A little vato goin' for the gusto, it's called the Brown Crowd
Just thought, I'd let you know so listen to the sounds of the brownest
And you will find Chicano sounds are the downest
'Cause we don't fuck around and that you should know
Brown Crowd with the sounds of the Brown for the barrio

Should I say, I'm back or should I say that I'm still here?
Sounds of the Brown is sounding good to my ear
We are getting down so you might as well admit it
And if you're talkin' shit then you might as well quit it

The Mexican gangster having an oh W having fun
By the night ain't done, it's time for the hit and run
But you best believe, I'm Brown and proud
It's called the Brown Crowd, fuck yeah

Brown Crowd, Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, got the, got the Brown Crowd
Brown, Brown Crowd, Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, bumpin' loud

Brown Crowd Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, got the, got the Brown Crowd
Brown, Brown Crowd, Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, bumpin' loud

I don't usually tear this competition but when I hear some bad ass
Shit, I've got to represent myself better 'cause I can't let a silly sucka
Think he could rap betta than me, so I get up firm style
That you gotta rewind, Chicano sounds are the downest you will find
When it comes to a rolla, brown Crowd controla
How do you know because Lil' Rob told ya

Comin' straight from the man with the wicked mind all the time
Comin' out with sick and twisted rhymes but at the same time
I got the hyna's meltin' with the crazy love, slow rappin'
I got the vatos mad because I got the hyna's shoutin' I don't give a shit
'Cause jealousy will neva quit, it never seems to amaze

All the tension I raise and for this I get paid, ask me if I care
And I'll say, "No", ask me if I've changed, I'm still the same kid
From the barrio but there's one point that I have to make
See if you ask somebody, shit, you gotta ask me 'cause
There's too many rumors going around about Lil' Rob
And the crowd is Brown, hyna's sayin' ?I'm conceited"

But I don't need it, I'm callin' you a fuckin' mensa
If you want to believe it, so it's like you got your own choice mija
Without fans I wouldn't be nothin', so you know, I need ya
I started rappin' now people don't let me live, some people
Don't want me livin' their threats is what I'm given

I don't know why 'cause I think I'm a nice guy
Sometimes mad most of the time on my natural high
And if you know me you know that's how I am
It's called the Brown Crowd the life of this Mexican

Brown Crowd, Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, got the, got the Brown Crowd
Brown, Brown Crowd, Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, bumpin' loud

Brown Crowd, Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, got the, got the Brown Crowd
Brown, Brown Crowd, Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, bumpin' loud

Back with verse three so let me kick it, I'm gonna make it quick
Sly slickful wicked to let you know otra ves that I won and you lost
If you find me repeating something it's to get my point across
To get my point across, to get my point across

To all you levas who couldn't catch it, you can't match it
Even though you try to snatch it,a style from a lil' vatos
Who won't let go of a flow smooth suavacito and to you rappers
Who say I can't rap, I'm passin' you up
With the quickness 'cause you're on my shit list

You see, I know, what I'm doing ease but only if you knew Holmes
What I'm gonna do Holmes, trip out as I go on with the funky flow
As I flow flow flow on, I'm dropping competition to the floor
Because I got more bounce much more so let me fuck it up for the gente

As I'm rappin' bottoms up on the Presidente 'cause there's a party
In the town tonight but am I through shit not quite
Yeah, Holmes the Brown Crowd's the best
This jam is called the Brown Crowd now wait for the rest

Brown Crowd Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, got the, got the Brown Crowd
Brown, Brown Crowd Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd bumpin' loud

Brown Crowd Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, got the, got the Brown Crowd
Brown, Brown Crowd Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd bumpin' loud

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I'M Black - Lyrics - Time Is Money - Styles P

Title: I'M Black
Album: Time Is Money
Artist: Styles P
Composer(s): David Styles, Marsha Ambrosius, Alan Maman

Lyric:
I'm black, whether I'm poor or rich
Or rich or poor though it's all the same shit
I'm black even though my skin's kind of light
That mean my ancestors was raped by somebody white
I'm black so I like to sing, dance and crack jokes
Eat good food and be around black folks
I'm black so I like the oldies on Sundays
Drink all night and still go to work Monday

I'm black so I like my kids lookin' real nice
'Cause I been poor and I know what it feels like
I'm black and I'ma say it loud like James Brown
People be proud 'cause we all up in the game now
I'm black and I'ma hold my right fist real high
Might see my man and we might get real high
I'm black and I know it and I ain't afraid to show it
I'm black and I'ma genius and a motherfuckin' poet, you know it

So proud to be just who I am, so proud to say that I'm me
So proud to be just who I am, so proud to be so free
I'm black, so proud to say that I made it
I'm black through all of the struggle and the hatred
I'm black and I'm not afraid to say it
I'm black, baby [Incomprehensible] over, say it again, yeah

I'm black, so I got a heart full of bravery
Do it for my peoples that went through slavery
I'm black, so you know I'm young good in sports
Ninety percent chance, I get hung in the court
I'm black, don't you be scared of me Mister
'Cause you don't really seemed to be scared of my sister
I'm black and I could ride first class too
Or buy an exotic car and might mirk pass you

I'm black and I don't need a tan in the winter
Mind strong and powerful, non-cipher can't enter
I'm black and I don't need jewelry to shine
Look at my skin color it's like the jewelry is blind
I'm black, they focus on the negative attention
Do something positive it never get mentioned
I'm black, listen it's a fact
Original man that wouldn't change it if I could and that's that

Yeah, yeah, so proud to be just who I am, so proud to say that I'm me
So proud to be just who I am, so proud to be so free
I'm black, so proud to say that I made it
I'm black through all of the struggle and the hatred
I'm black and I'm not afraid to say it
I'm black, I'm black, I'm black, oh, yeah yeah

I'm black even with a caramel complexion
Look in the mirror see Malcolm and Martin in reflection
I'm black just like the Panthers lookin' for an answer
This prejudice shit is like cancer
I'm black, look at my eyes the wool can't get pulled over
Look at my cars they stay gettin' pulled over
I'm black, meanin' Public Enemy's number one
Government lookin' in the hood sendin' in the guns

I'm black, I grew up off 'The Good Times Show'
Drink liquor and some weed let the good times roll
I'm black, I live for my wife and my seeds
And my mind with a find only God could exceed
I'm black, I got to show my homeboys love
First thing we learned in the hood was homeboy love
I'm black and I'm that if I ain't nothin' else
I'm black, I'm beautiful I love myself

Love myself, yeah
So proud to be just who I am, so proud to say that I'm me
So proud to be just who I am, so proud to be so free
I'm black, so proud to say that I made it
I'm black through all of the struggle and the hatred
I'm black and I'm not afraid to say it
I'm black, I'm black, I'm black, yeah

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Brown Crowd - Lyrics - Lil' Rob

Title: Brown Crowd
Artist: Lil' Rob
Composer(s): Robert Flores, Big Jay Mc Neely

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Lyric:
It's the gangsta Mexican, back with the rhyme
That'll blow your mind that you wanna hear again
Because you can't get enough of the brown crowd
That is so rough and so tough, crazy bad wicked
The worst and when I'm through, when I rewind a verse

So you could go ahead and try to put me down
But I was told don't let no one get you down
And never wear a frown, it's Lil' Rob
The Chicano and proud one, competition none
But wait, I'm not done fuckin' it up like this especially for the Brown

So orale suvale in the Brown side of town
Don't be shy bump that shit homey
And Sir Crown why don't you mix in the oldie?
The hay'll keep the shit bouncin' I got the jealous vatos time
'Cuz I got the hyna'z shoutin' over Lil' Rob

One of many Mexicano poets but not saying that I'm king
Down for the brown, I'll show it 'cause I know it is
The brown crowd vida esta loco thing
And I'm the Mexican gangsta born with the badness
You think you could rap bitch, you still can't fuckin' match this

A little vato goin' for the gusto, it's called the Brown Crowd
Just thought, I'd let you know so listen to the sounds of the brownest
And you will find Chicano sounds are the downest
'Cause we don't fuck around and that you should know
Brown Crowd with the sounds of the Brown for the barrio

Should I say, I'm back or should I say that I'm still here?
Sounds of the Brown is sounding good to my ear
We are getting down so you might as well admit it
And if you're talkin' shit then you might as well quit it

The Mexican gangster having an oh W having fun
By the night ain't done, it's time for the hit and run
But you best believe, I'm Brown and proud
It's called the Brown Crowd, fuck yeah

Brown Crowd, Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, got the, got the Brown Crowd
Brown, Brown Crowd, Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, bumpin' loud

Brown Crowd Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, got the, got the Brown Crowd
Brown, Brown Crowd, Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, bumpin' loud

I don't usually tear this competition but when I hear some bad ass
Shit, I've got to represent myself better 'cause I can't let a silly sucka
Think he could rap betta than me, so I get up firm style
That you gotta rewind, Chicano sounds are the downest you will find
When it comes to a rolla, brown Crowd controla
How do you know because Lil' Rob told ya

Comin' straight from the man with the wicked mind all the time
Comin' out with sick and twisted rhymes but at the same time
I got the hyna's meltin' with the crazy love, slow rappin'
I got the vatos mad because I got the hyna's shoutin' I don't give a shit
'Cause jealousy will neva quit, it never seems to amaze

All the tension I raise and for this I get paid, ask me if I care
And I'll say, "No", ask me if I've changed, I'm still the same kid
From the barrio but there's one point that I have to make
See if you ask somebody, shit, you gotta ask me 'cause
There's too many rumors going around about Lil' Rob
And the crowd is Brown, hyna's sayin' ?I'm conceited"

But I don't need it, I'm callin' you a fuckin' mensa
If you want to believe it, so it's like you got your own choice mija
Without fans I wouldn't be nothin', so you know, I need ya
I started rappin' now people don't let me live, some people
Don't want me livin' their threats is what I'm given

I don't know why 'cause I think I'm a nice guy
Sometimes mad most of the time on my natural high
And if you know me you know that's how I am
It's called the Brown Crowd the life of this Mexican

Brown Crowd, Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, got the, got the Brown Crowd
Brown, Brown Crowd, Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, bumpin' loud

Brown Crowd, Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, got the, got the Brown Crowd
Brown, Brown Crowd, Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, bumpin' loud

Back with verse three so let me kick it, I'm gonna make it quick
Sly slickful wicked to let you know otra ves that I won and you lost
If you find me repeating something it's to get my point across
To get my point across, to get my point across

To all you levas who couldn't catch it, you can't match it
Even though you try to snatch it,a style from a lil' vatos
Who won't let go of a flow smooth suavacito and to you rappers
Who say I can't rap, I'm passin' you up
With the quickness 'cause you're on my shit list

You see, I know, what I'm doing ease but only if you knew Holmes
What I'm gonna do Holmes, trip out as I go on with the funky flow
As I flow flow flow on, I'm dropping competition to the floor
Because I got more bounce much more so let me fuck it up for the gente

As I'm rappin' bottoms up on the Presidente 'cause there's a party
In the town tonight but am I through shit not quite
Yeah, Holmes the Brown Crowd's the best
This jam is called the Brown Crowd now wait for the rest

Brown Crowd Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, got the, got the Brown Crowd
Brown, Brown Crowd Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd bumpin' loud

Brown Crowd Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd, got the, got the Brown Crowd
Brown, Brown Crowd Chicano we're proud and proud to be Brown
Got the Brown Crowd bumpin' loud

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Things Can Only Get Better - Lyrics - Rhythm Of Love - Kylie Minogue

Title: Things Can Only Get Better
Album: Rhythm Of Love
Artist: Kylie Minogue
Composer(s): Mike Stock, Matt Aitken, Pete Waterman

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Lyric:
Make up your mind and don't believe
It's bad news everywhere
Take your time and look around
Because there's something in the air

There's a feeling that's gaining ground
And everyone can have a share
Don't miss your chance, take up your stance
And just be sure that you are there

It's in your hands now
To change your fortune
To shape your future
Be proud of yourself
Remember, things can only get better

If you believe inside your heart
Nobody's second class
Every day's a brand new start
What's past is past

And if your dreams go nowhere
Don't give up the fight
Come with me and you will see
It all looks different in the morning light

It's in your hands now
To change your fortune
To shape your future
Be proud of yourself
Remember, things can only get better

If you're feeling you
Can't go on and
You're lost and lonely
And feel so afraid
Remember, things can only get better

It's in your hands now
To change your fortune
To shape your future
Be proud of yourself
Remember, things can only get better

If you're feeling you
Can't go on and
You're lost and lonely
And feel so afraid
Remember, things can only get better

It's in your hands now
To change your fortune
To shape your future
Be proud of yourself
Remember, things can only get better

If you're feeling you

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You Don'T Have To Be Strong - Lyrics - Based On A True Story - Kimberley Locke

Title: You Don'T Have To Be Strong
Album: Based On A True Story
Artist: Kimberley Locke
Composer(s): Jud Friedman, Allan Rich

Lyric:
Ooh, yeah, yeah
Listen to me baby

You've always been there for me
I have a shoulder to cry on
Whenever I call you come running
Something I can rely on

I can see, I can see the pain in your eyes
You think a man's supposed to hide
What he's feeling inside but you're wrong

You don't have to be strong for me
You don't have to be so proud with me
You don't have to be a rock
Standing out there like an island all alone
You don't have to be strong

Ain't gonna think less of you, baby
And you know that's for sure
If the tears roll down your cheek
It'll only make me love you more

You're still a man, still my man, a man in my eyes
Let me be there for you
Like you've been there for me, all along

You don't have to be strong for me
You don't have to be so proud with me
You don't have to be a rock
Standing out there like an island all alone
You don't have to be strong, no, you don't

I know you feel
The weight of the world on your shoulders
So come over here
And, baby, just let me hold you, let me hold you

You don't have to be strong for me
You don't have to be such a proud man with me
You can let it all out
That's why I'm here that's what this love is all about

You don't have to be strong, no, no, no for me
You don't have to be so proud with me
You don't have to be a rock

Standing out there like an island all alone
You don't have to be strong
Just let me be strong for you this time

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Kiss Me Fool - Lyrics - Fefe Dobson - Fefe Dobson

Title: Kiss Me Fool
Album: Fefe Dobson
Artist: Fefe Dobson
Composer(s): Jason Levine, James Mccollum, Fefe Dobson

Lyric:
Tell me who should I be to make you love me?
Tell me what does it mean to be alone?
Can?t you see me standing, staring, out from a distance
Hear my cry if you?d only listen, out of focus into me and you

Kiss me fool if you care, if your words have better meaning
Playing it cool is so unfair and why this veil of secrecy?
God forbid, friends found out what we did
And why can?t some like you be with someone like me?

Tell me who should I be to make you love me?
Tell me what does it mean to be alone?
Can?t you see me standing staring out from a distance
Hear my cry if you?d only listen, out of focus into me and you

Touch me fool if you?re allowed, I?ll be dancing in the corner
It?s so cruel to play it proud, take your hands and cover me
I?m aware that all in love is fair, but that?s no reason
To make me feel this way

Tell me who should I be to make you love me?
Tell me what does it mean to be alone?
Can?t you see me standing, staring out from a distance
Hear my cry if you?d only listen out of focus into me and you

And that hurts me so bad to deny it
These feelings are out of control
Do you know what its like to want something so bad?
And than having to let it go

And it hurts me to know that this time in our lives
So soon will be in the past
And this game of pretending and playing it cool, never knowing
Never knowing, never knowing what, what we should have had

Tell me who should I be to make you love me?
Tell me what does it mean to be alone?
You've go me wondering if I?m good enough
Pretty enough, giving enough, special enough?
Tell me who should I be to make you love me?

Who should I be? Who should I be oh, oh? To make you love me
Who should I be? Who should I be oh, oh? To make you love me
Who should I be? Who should I be oh, oh? To make you love me
Who should I be? Who should I be oh, oh? To make you love me
Who should I be? Who should I be oh, oh?

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Ball Tongue - Lyrics - Korn - Korn

Title: Ball Tongue
Album: Korn
Artist: Korn
Composer(s): Brian Welch, Jonathan Davis, David Silveria, Reginald Arvizu, James Shaffer

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Lyric:
There you are alone
With no hope of ever having
Something to be proud of
Something earned without begging
Yes, I know you're a person
A person close to me
Who do think you are?
And what do you want from me?

(Ball tongue)
You got the dykes off I think they'll mind me
(Ball tongue)
The rag I'm on, we are justified
(Ball tongue)
Congrats you just fucked up my make-up and shit
(Ball tongue)
What have you done for me?
(Whoo, whoo!)

Why are you at home
Buried in your self pity?
Why do you insist on
Living the life clean out of me?
Yes, I know you're the person
The person that took time with me
Does it give you the right to expect
Your life revolves around me?

(Ball tongue)
You have come to take from your buddy
(Ball tongue)
You have never been so funky
(Ball tongue)
The higgle got sick of me
(Ball tongue)
Ahh, the dick is fine for the day
(Ball tongue)
Your brother took it from me
(Ball tongue)
Unidentified enemy
(Ball tongue)
Come fuckin back to save us, and give up, they've come to deliver me

(You were my brother)
Where does our friendship end?
(You were my brother)
Where does our friendship end?
(You were my brother)
Where does our friendship end?
(You were my)
I'm not gonna give in

(You were my brother)
Where does our friendship end?
(You were my brother)
Where does our friendship end?
(You were my brother)
Where does our friendship end?
(You were my)
I'm not gonna give in

How can you fucking doubt me?
But not again
How can you fucking doubt me?
But not again
How can you fucking doubt me?
But not again
(Something to have)
How can you fucking doubt me?
But not again
How can you fucking doubt me?
But not again
How can you fucking doubt me?
But not again
(Something to have)
How can you fucking doubt me?
But not again
How can you fucking doubt me?
But not again

(Ball tongue)
They've driven right by my friends
(Ball tongue)
They've taken the take above me
(Ball tongue)
And you're a psycho monkey
(Ball tongue)
They've come to enslave me
(Ball tongue)
They've jacked themselves onto me
(Ball tongue)
Your fuckin' gangster signs
(Ball tongue)
They've come not to same them but to take
(Ball tongue)
Fuckin' death to fuckin' me

You're all psychopaths
You're all psychopaths
You're all psychopaths
You're all psychopaths
You're all psychopaths
You're all psychopaths
You're all psychopaths

(Ball tongue)
Jerome died at the technodrome
(Ball tongue)
You're right, he's dead, teargas dropped but who was it?
(Ball tongue)
It doesn't take the rhythm of the damn monger
(Ball tongue)
Can I die, can I die?
(Ball tongue)
And then, the men kept kicking me
(Ball tongue)
He gets them on, and they're cool
(Ball tongue)
He wasn't dead, and then they knocked him on top of the head
(Ball tongue)
No more, he's rid of you and you're a dyke

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Charles Atlas - Lyrics - Very Proud of Ya - Afi

Title: Charles Atlas
Album: Very Proud of Ya
Artist: Afi
Composer(s): David Paden Marchand

Lyric:
You've seen it all a thousand times
(You've seen it all a thousand times)
You've heard it all before
(You've heard it all before)

You've danced the steps
You wrote the rhymes
So passe, too many times
But you're hollow at the core

Two generations passed you by
(Two generations passed you by)
You think there's nothing left
(You think there's nothing left)

But look around and you will see
What our world has grown to be
We are the now, not the past

Can't you even try to see
The strength with which we've built ourselves to be
I know that you will never be
Able to destroy what it's meant to be

You've never seen the likes of us
(You've never seen the likes of us)
We are your novelty
(We are your novelty)

A brand new trend with mass appeal
Don't like the truth, don't like what's real
You're jumping into something you'll never understand

You think that it's a passing phase
(You think that it's a passing phase)
It's our entire life
(It's our entire life)

You revel in rebellious ways
Rebellion that the media made
When you change your channel
We'll smash your TV

Can't you even try to see
The strength with which we've built ourselves to be
I know that you will never be
Able to destroy what it's meant to me

Can't you even try to see
The strength with which we've built ourselves to be
I know that you will never be
Able to destroy what it's meant to me

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Sum Of Your Achievements - Lyrics - Nailbomb

Title: Sum Of Your Achievements
Artist: Nailbomb
Composer(s): Max Cavalera, Alex Newport

Lyric:
Children burning, crawling, dying
Knowledge and science used like toys
Splitting neutrons, we made us a bomb
No advances, just death of man

Sum of your achievements
Sum of your achievements
Sum of your achievements
You call this something to be proud off

Achieve destruction, obliteration
How the west was won
Going further back to discover new bombs
Science is working to destroy us all

Sum of your achievements
Sum of your achievements
Sum of your achievements
You call this something to be proud off

Sum of your achievements, Nagasaki
Sum of your achievements, Hiroshima
Sum of your achievements, all of us
Sum of your achievements

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Something That I'M Not - Lyrics - The System Has Failed - Megadeth

Title: Something That I'M Not
Album: The System Has Failed
Artist: Megadeth
Composer(s): Dave Mustaine

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Lyric:
Your mind tells you that you've lost your confidence
You're drifting and you don't believe in anyone
To lose what little you have left to be proud of
Afraid you can't do this again

You said that nothing comes in between us
And the way of getting things we wanted done
Then enissophobia helps you under it's influence
Until you compromise your style

Everything about you has been one big charade
What will you do now, that the well's run dry
To sell-out all your friends and stab them in the back
It's something that you are and something that I'm not

When you forced me into doing what you love
Mark my words, no one loves you very much
And when you tried to change me and tried to replace me
I, I couldn't help but end the stay with you

Being in the front can only last so long
To watch you sit, stare as a child returns
To choke out the voice that told you money and the fame
Would fill the grave that you dug for yourself

Unlike you, I'm no vision to myself, let's you forget
You didn't ever make metal, buddy, metal made you
To crush and roll over everyone along the way
Is something that you are, something that I'm not

A stranger to yourself, ha, you've pissed me off again
I won't be driven by your needs anymore
What you've become to do or be is clear to see for me
It's something that you are, something I'm not

It makes me sad to hear you say you love me
I know you only love what I can do for you
If you were the one that was leading a charge
Would you notice if I missed a day or two

We all laughed at the parodies that you've become
Now you're paid, slowly payback has begun
So I send my resignation or in your words, betrayal
Before it gets much worse in your self-sabotage

Something I'm not
Something that you are
Something I'm not

Something I'm not
Something that you are
Oh something I'm not
Something that you are
Something I'm not yet

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Something I'M Not - Lyrics - Megadeth

Title: Something I'M Not
Artist: Megadeth
Composer(s): Dave Mustaine

Lyric:
Your mind tells you that you've lost your confidence
You're drifting and you don't believe in anyone
To lose what little you have left to be proud of
Afraid you can't do this again

You said that nothing comes in between us
And the way of getting things we wanted done
Then enissophobia helps you under it's influence
Until you compromise your style

Everything about you has been one big charade
What will you do now, that the well's run dry
To sell-out all your friends and stab them in the back
It's something that you are and something that I'm not

When you forced me into doing what you love
Mark my words, no one loves you very much
And when you tried to change me and tried to replace me
I, I couldn't help but end the stay with you

Being in the front can only last so long
To watch you sit, stare as a child returns
To choke out the voice that told you money and the fame
Would fill the grave that you dug for yourself

Unlike you, I'm no vision to myself, let's you forget
You didn't ever make metal, buddy, metal made you
To crush and roll over everyone along the way
Is something that you are, something that I'm not

A stranger to yourself, ha, you've pissed me off again
I won't be driven by your needs anymore
What you've become to do or be is clear to see for me
It's something that you are, something I'm not

It makes me sad to hear you say you love me
I know you only love what I can do for you
If you were the one that was leading a charge
Would you notice if I missed a day or two

We all laughed at the parodies that you've become
Now you're paid, slowly payback has begun
So I send my resignation or in your words, betrayal
Before it gets much worse in your self-sabotage

Something I'm not
Something that you are
Something I'm not

Something I'm not
Something that you are
Oh something I'm not
Something that you are
Something I'm not yet

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He Who Laughs Last - Lyrics - Very Proud of Ya - Afi

Title: He Who Laughs Last
Album: Very Proud of Ya
Artist: Afi
Composer(s): Geoff Kresge, Davey Havok

Lyric:
No trust can be given freely
Its' a valuable commodity
But obviously this is something you've never learned
Faith is something that you put in friends
And had I excess morals to lend
I'd let you borrow them
But my trust you haven't earned

We've got a problem?
First of all there is no "We"
I'm detached from you completely
I've got a problem
You tell lies to my friends
And think it won't get back to me

No bond can ever seem to make a stable
Fit in our relationship
But one thing that never comes between us is honesty
When you've got something to say
You always seem to find a way
To avoid the truth or instead
Avoid me

We've got a problem?
First of all there is no "We"
I'm detached from you completely
I've got a problem
You tell lies to my friends
And think it won't get back to me

Straight up is always how you'll see me stand
But it is never in your plans to be straight forward
So instead, you use deceit
Now I would like to take apart
What you've been breaking from the start
I'll remain intact
I won't be broken in defeat

We've got a problem?
First of all there is no "We"
I'm detached from you completely
I've got a problem
You tell lies to my friends
And think it won't get back to me

No trust

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It'S My Thang '99 - Lyrics - Dj Clue

Title: It'S My Thang '99
Artist: Dj Clue
Composer(s): Kenneth Ifill, Erick Sermon, Tyrone Thomas, Parrish Smith, Keith Murray, Ernesto Shaw, Reggie Noble

Lyric:
Yeah, what up, yo it's Mr. Keith Murray
The Lyrical Lexicon, the matador metaphor
Wit my niggas Redman and the EPMD, the Squadron
You what I sayin'? One time for DJ Clue, check it out

Aiyyo, we got these hoes spreaded out like mustard
The Squad go to war like General Custard
I just lost my a-alike, and I'm takin' it hard
And havin' bad dreams of spooky voices and graveyards

First of all, I'm the E of EPMD
Rockin' the Player Way like Eightball & MJG
Squadron, my click be fully armed
I got dough, my account be fat and formed

Drinkin a Beck's, all day I think about sex
Got the gaze to knock the 'A' off your Virex
Who am I? DO, my MO is fuck PO
Love ta fuck Ya, fuck ya, fuck ya, fuck ya

Aiyyo I detonate on impact
So niggaz better get back
The playahaters stay off the dick, P ain't wit that
The blunt, I split that, bust a four wit the kick back
No need to stress that chickenhead nigga, already hit that

I put the pow in the wow like gun to the powder
Give the hardcore niggaz something they could be proud of
I get out of hand like I lost my arm
Decipher the head of c-cipher like Voltron

Who got wins? Those that be hard pretend
You got skills? Come here, let me tap that chin
Bing, my style ropa-dope around the ring
I'm well promoted, and don't even know Don King

Call me the Sam Cassel, shots two minute on the clock
Cops know the SL hand do well
Can tell by the nails you frail
We can battle till your girl big ass feet out them Channel

Aiyyo my brain attack this hip hop shit aggressively
My recipe, mixed wit stress and niggaz testin' me
Consecutively, five golds so technically
You niggaz got a long way to go to catch the PMD

Aiyyo we put you to the test, put it through your chest
Make a motherfucker catch a cardiac arrest
Live out the Fresh Fest, one of the best
I asked my nigga Red Alert, he said 'Yes'

I intimidate MC's from the throwing of my vocal tone
It don't work, I show them the chrome and flash the greens
Coincide wit the red beam, and hear about it
All day on street scene

I Welcome niggaz like Kotter to the night marauder
Pull out my gat, you'll be like, like Godfather
I hang small, but when I'm hard I'm gigantic
In fact, my big-ass dick sunk the Titanic

An MC massacre, got a click and crew ready to blast at ya
'Cuz we the masters
We catch you niggaz wit glass, and who you gon' askin'
Like you gaspin', backin' up while P's blastin'

I'll be like, Get At Me Dog like DMX
Keith Murray pack a black tech
And I don't give a fuck, I can't be touched
Females jump in my flow like double-dutch

My technique, knock niggaz off they feet
I'm Ultimate, like the fuckin' break beat
It's My Thing, back wit the sequel
Hold my Squad down wit the chrome desert eagle

Yo, I go back like straps, puttin' Lee patch where your knee at
Puff wit midas, and no Civics wit the ski racks
Shut niggaz down that be tryin' to win
I'll be like, like I'm from CNN

So peep the Thriller of Manilla, wreck shit like Godzilla
Drink Old English, can not stand Miller
MC's cold rockin' till the party's through
Then they tap me on the shoulder and say "This Bud's for you"

DJ Clue
The Professional
Uh huh

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Pass It On - Lyrics - Forever Everlasting - Everlast

Title: Pass It On
Album: Forever Everlasting
Artist: Everlast
Composer(s): B Bashir, Everlast Marvin Gaye

Lyric:
Ladies and Gentlemen, we've have the Everlast in the house tonight
I think they got something they want to say

I'm here to uplift, I don't bug, I don't drift
Away from my subjects, not even if my
Music stops or my beat is gone
I'm just here to express myself and pass it on

Speak much words of wisdom, Everlast has to jism
So sit back, relax, kick up your feet and listen to E
'Cause that's me no others can be, half as fine
I'll blow your mind, with the M I C

Get off the tip quick, boy you're making me sick
No other brother could be as smart as my man Kool Nick
Understand, he's my man with the plan
We come to parties with the possies, just to gain some fans

The posse is strong, the lines are long
People flocking to my shows just to hear a song like this
It's not a diss, it's a mouth full of bliss
Throw your hands in the air and blow me a kiss from the crowd

'Cause I'm proud, I'll say my name loud
Everlast pounds songs like a thunderin' cloud
It's not rock and roll, it's hip hop music
It's got a lot of soul if you learn how to use it

Well, I'm here to tell suckers, go to hell
Others tried to take me down, there the ones who fell
Ignorence, was then there for
Take it a little at a time, don't go for it all at once

'Cause that's just stupid, it don't make cents
Just relax and move your body don't look so tense
I'm not here to diss nobody, I'm just having some fun
Everlast lasts forever that's why I'm number one so pass it on

With the forty in my fist, brakin' out my list
Of all the suckers I'm out to diss
There's none to match me, or ever catch me
Off my guard so they can scratch me

Off the MC All-Star Team
Everlast is number one, that means I reign supreme
'Cause there ain't no others, listen up brother
Just 'cause I'm white don't mean that I'm another sucker

On the microphone, frontin' and fakin'
Not Mexican, Asian, Black, or Jamaican
Just a sensation made to be Caucasian
Get ready brothers, here comes an invasion

Don't try to stop it, you got a rhyme, drop it
You might detect that respects my topic
I won't rush you, but I'll discuss it
Go ahead and pop your shot if you think you can bust it

Bit I'ma go on, I'm gonna talk some more
I guarantee you won't be bored if you get on the floor
And go for yours, say that you did it
Get up get out your seats get on the floor and get with it

And listen to the rhyme I like to call mine
I rehearsed every verse and soon you will find
Not one mistake so don't try to brake
Or talk about takin' out my dope rhymes I make just pass 'em on

You're going wild for my flowing style
I don't stutter, I utter words, versatile
I'm entertaining with my brain, and always wearing a smile
I don't front, I don't fake, I run the whole mile

You clap 'cause I snap like a Crocodile
Whether I'm on the stage or in my domicile
I'm not feelin', I'ma smokin' tell you I'm no joke
You schemin' for my lyrics 'cause you know they're dope

Don't give me no no more wap, pour me glass of Rosae
I say soul to your health, and then I blow you away
Now said Simon on the Pieman, just rhymin' from my highway
The ones on the ladder, success I'm climbin'

Fierce like a lion, keepin' ducks tame
Murderin' into bits of MC's till none remain
Whose getting dumb, I'm number one shinin' like the sun
With a mic and my host and I'm on the run

Gunnin' down M.C.s and writin' on the wall
I gotta show down if you got the balls
Commence is my defense 'cause you makin' me tense
I make a lot a dollars but I make more cents so pass it on

Pass it on, pass it down the line
I can throw with the best, I go rhyme for rhyme
With that something claimin' talent
Thinkin' they got something
But what you don't realize is Everlast is number one

'Cause Everlast is on a superior level
Go ahead and laugh, call me a devil
I won't care, yeah, my skin is fair
But I fill it rhyme for rhyme anytime or where with you

Or any part of your crew and when I finish, you'll diminish
Take a sip of my brew and step off
Clear my throat with a cough and bust a move
To show 'em prove that I'm hard not soft

And with my DJ Bilal my beat will be furnish
You'll find with my rhyme your mind will be nourished
With wisdom and knowledge, yeah, I went to college
And if you get dissed, I won't apologize

'Cause that's not part of my rise, and I go on and on I go to any length
Just to show you when I throw my rhymes on the strength
I like to see the crowd moving when I come on
I'm trying to get my message across and pass it on

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I And I - Lyrics - Bayside

Title: I And I
Artist: Bayside
Composer(s): Nick Ghanbarian, Christopher Guglielmo, Jack A O'Shea, Anthony S Raneri

Lyric:
I've got a stage and a mic
Which I use to say things you won't like
But I spent years thinking I was alone

Now I know, now I know, that I'm not, that I'm not
And I'm sharing that comfort with those
Who think that hope is lost

Oh, and I'm so proud of where I am
I'm learning where to stand or to tread lightly

So hold back
Steadfast you've gotta breathe
And be content, just count to ten
Like all the experts say and hear

The drugs don't seem to work
And they've got a padded room for you
To get your just deserts

If I could choose my own name
I'd choose something that's bold and fits
Like anger, aggression or cunningly brash
By the skin of my teeth but with timing and class

Oh, woe is me
Oh, woe were us
But not anymore we stand up for ourselves
We're like captains at war, we'll get followed to hell

Oh, and I'm so proud of where I am
I'm learning where to stand or to tread lightly

So hold back
Steadfast you've gotta breathe
And be content, just count to ten
Like all the experts say and hear

The drugs don't seem to work
And they've got a padded room for you
To get your just deserts

I and I, we're taking control of our lives
I and I, we're taking control of our lives
I and I, we're taking control of our lives
Everything's alright

I and I, we're taking control of our lives
I and I, we're taking control of our lives
I and I, we're taking control of our lives
Everything's alright

So, so hold back
Steadfast you've gotta breathe
And be content, just count to ten
Like all the experts say and hear

The drugs don't seem to work
And they've got a padded room for you
To get your just deserts

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Have A Nice Rest Of Your Life - Lyrics - Randy Travis

Title: Have A Nice Rest Of Your Life
Artist: Randy Travis
Composer(s): V Thompson, M D Sanders

Lyric:
There's not a mean bone in my body
I never could be unkind
And I know we're not talking
But there's something on my mind

It ain't righteous indignation
I don't plan to rant or rave
No need for us to fight and fuss
I just want to say

Have a nice rest of your life without me
I'll be proud to be a part of your history
If it makes you happy, honey, keep talking bad about me
And have a nice rest of your life without me

I know you're not heartless
Not callous and you're not cruel
And I know you don't mean to
When you treat me like a fool

I believe that your good nature
Will emerge with someone else
If I can't be beside you
I can be beside myself

Have a nice rest of your life without me
I'll be proud to be a part of your history
If it makes you happy, honey, keep talking bad about me
Have a nice rest of your life without me, without me

Don't forget your pocket book, honey
Oh, and your toothbrush
Don't forget your toothbrush, dear

Have a nice rest of your life
Have a nice rest of your life
Have a nice rest of your life

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Think I'M Crazy - Lyrics - The Sound of Revenge - Chamillionaire

Title: Think I'M Crazy
Album: The Sound of Revenge
Artist: Chamillionaire
Composer(s): Gert Yvonne M Bettens, Nsilo Reddick, Sarah Bettens, Hakeem T Seriki, Nicholas W Sherwood

Lyric:
I want to know who you are but you still look very nice
So will you talk to me?
Should I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they don't understand how I feel

See, it started off as just a simple conversation I gave her
The name of my record company
(Oh you're a Sanger)
I said my name's Chamillionaire and I'm a rap entertainer

Oh you that guy they talking 'bout when they be whisperin', ain't cha
Bring your name up when they talking and say money will change ya
I heard a lot about how you can't deal with your anger
Heard the rumors how you're always in trouble or danger
Not gotta judge you if it's true, there's no need to explain sir
You do have a right to be, you seem like you're nice to me
And like you're gonna buy me another drink, yeah would you like a seat?

I tell the boy the same Hennessey on ice for me
Her drink starts emptying as she's pouring out her life to me
Telling me about her goals and how successful she would like to be
And invite me to a session of her life
And she seems so damn innocent but something isn't right to me
She pulls out her picture phone, "I got pictures, would you like to see?"

I'm thinking she gotta be friendly as hell
Giving a soul to me, it's like an identity sell
We never met is the story that my memory tells
Telling me tales like she doesn't handle Hennessey well

Getting into it, getting intimate and into details
See, I just met you and you showing me your kids
Who said I had any kids? I didn't bring up no kids
Then who's in this picture? Man, let you show you just who it is

I want to know who you are but you still look very nice
So will you talk to me?
Should I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they don't understand how I feel

Umm, I don't remember her name but she look like an angel
She wasn't from here, I knew she didn't hang a
Round a part of the hood but hey the story gets stranger
'Cause this stranger was stranger than I could explain you see

She said she wasn't married but the rings on her finger
Told me she was langin' and using the same uh
Game I use on women so I couldn't even blame her
Spitting the game I spit to 'em when I'm trying to bang her

I bump into this dime, he told me that he used to know you
He told me about the loyalty and love he used to show you
He said what he said with a passion like it was so true
Wouldn't take advantage of the fact
That the listeners didn't really know you

There's pictures in my pocketbook, almost got it, I'll show you
She digs in her purse and while she fumbles around
I find that photo, I'm like, "Oh no there's some trouble in town"
I turn around as these two officers is coming in now

They walk in real suspicious and come and sit down
So close, I can see they barrels of the guns to the ground
So close that they can listen to either of us now
We turn back around and she says no need for whispering
Then she tells me that

I don't really give a damn whose listening
Try to make it last a long time was my mission
And he kept on tripping and then I got pissed at him
Hit 'em with my fist and my punches were never missing him

I want to know who you are but you still look very nice
So will you talk to me?
Should I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they don't understand how I feel

Okay, let's get this straight, your man cheated on you and now
You talking to a perfect stranger like it's making you proud
And the rest of this conversation she just telling me how
It wasn't her boyfriend in the pic but a familiar smile
She said

Pictures can be deceiving like she knew he was foul
Look closer, you'll see a coward who uses a smile's power
Fleeing the smoke strength, couldn't stand it another hour
So she did what she did then she went to go take a shower

Damn what do you mean?
(Couldn't tell you that I missin' him)
I don't understand what you're saying, how did you get rid of him?
She dissing him, as I ask her what it is she did to him

She stops, ay keep talkin' I'm listening
(I don't wanna tell about the images I'm picturing)
Henny spilling then she tell me
(For real and I got the feeling of what I'm feeling
Is that I wanted to kill him)

Something's wrong here and I know just who is the villain
The poison's getting louder, the moral is getting clearer
The officers is looking at us and I can tell they can hear her, told me
(It was protection, reached for it in the stash)

The plastic is what she grabbed and she put it right on his ass
Bust it before the blast, she thought she was free at least
Baby I think you crazy, sorry I'm pressing for time
I gotta go grind, time's putting to resting
Now I'm sweating and stressing, this girl's got me guessing

That this conversation is two types of evil confession
And she pulls a clearer picture, it's my damn ex-best friend
How you know him? She told me she was with him at his house
Watching movies on Sundays when they be chilling

And that's exactly the day that the hospital came to get him
The feeling was the worst feeling that she could possibly be feeling
Stood up and then I yelled out, "Why in the hell did you kill him?"
I didn't kill him, I have AIDS, he had sex with 'em and that's crazy

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