Get Back - Lyrics - Blackout - Britney Spears

Title: Get Back
Album: Blackout
Artist: Britney Spears
Composer(s): Marcella Araica, Corte Ellis, Nate Hills, Nigel Talley

Lyric:
1, 2, 3, 4
Oh no, here we go

Catch me if you can
Don't move too slow
I'm on another level
Can you feel my flow?

See how good
When I'm on the floor
Wonder if you're ever
Gonna zing that I got
I told you before

That I'ma keep it hot
See how it is
When I walk up in the spot
Standing in a line
Ah, I think not

I came to party, baby
You might think I'm crazy
By the way I'm moving
To the beat

You're standing on the wall
What you come here for?
You wanna feel the heat
Dance and lose control

Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)

If you can't take it then get back
Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)

If you can't take it then get back
Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)

If you can't take it then get back
Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)

If you can't take it then get back
Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)
If you can't take it then

DJ spin it back
Know that I like it
When you do it like that
Eyes on my waist

Feel you better think fast
Got that kind of body
Make you wanna spend cash
Shake it like you seen them do it
In the video

Ladies on the floor
Let me see you get low
Fellas at the bar
Won't you spend a little dough?

This is how I do it
When I'm tearing up the floor

I came to party baby
You might think I'm crazy
By the way I'm moving to the beat
You're standing on the wall
What you come here for?
You wanna feel the heat
Dance and lose control

Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)

If you can't take it then get back
Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)

If you can't take it then get back
Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)

If you can't take it then get back
Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)

If you can't take it then get back
Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)
If you can't take it then

Watch me
You like it, I've got it
1, 2, 3, 4

Would you like it
If I tease you
Get you really hot
Watch me turn around

Then let me show you what I got
Baby, if you're ready
Won't you step up to the plate
Don't be scared of how I'm moving

Boy, don't play it safe
Let me see you move
Let me see you dance
Let me see you bounce
Danja, bring it back

Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)

If you can't take it then get back
Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)

If you can't take it then get back
Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)

If you can't take it then get back
Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)

If you can't take it then get back
Get back
(Get back)
Get back
(Get back)
If you can't take it then

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Clap Back (Satellite Exclusive) - Lyrics - Ja Rule

Title: Clap Back (Satellite Exclusive)
Artist: Ja Rule
Composer(s): Jeffery Atkins, Irv Lorenzo, Scott Storch

Lyric:
I'd like to welcome all my *** to the world famous Murda Inc. Show
They call me the Mighty Rule, how ya livin'?
This real *** we talkin', I wanna ask all my gangsta ***
A real question, what do you do when *** spit at you?

Clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war)

We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war)

If they holl'in about Rule, ***, here's the real
I'll pop ya top like Champagne bottles that chill
Wear nothin' but ice, smiles tinted up to The Greatest
Tell 'em I'm nice too, plus push them nice grooves

The Inc roll like deuce, man, I'm ol' G Bobby J
An' we sling at soccer fields the yay
They don't respect that, don't get your minds around me
Get it pushed back, y'all don't want that

I send 'em to the morgue while keepin' my *** bouncin' fo' sho'
'In da club' with no gun, got 'em takin' it off
Can't help that, I'm the *** that puts it down
Once I hit that, that's if I'm up in the May

Fasten them holdin' the throwback, West 44 Lakers
Let's make no mistakes, resents take place
We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock back, ***, ample space

We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war)

We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war)

The Rule be 'In da club', rude *** poppin' the bubbly
*** get ugly, I hug the snub closely
But usually, we still see your ***
That's is known for quick ***, trying to ride my ***

I can't handle it, lower their manners
To get they *** in front of my *** to dance, the *** want more chance
Catchin' hate from a glance, but I'm a giant
These *** is mere ants, I'll stomp 'em wit his thang

Give *** the back hand, pimp ***, it's not realistic
The game is helpless, not get it twisted
I'm young, wrapped an' gifted, but still at the bottom
An' stuck somewhere between Gomorrah an' Sodom

I'm here to make this rap *** hotter than Harlem
*** the dog, beware of Rule 'cause I'm the problem
We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock back, ***, ample space

We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war)

We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war)

Like Bush an' Saddam, I'm a find out
Where 'em Laden's hidin' an' bomb him first
It could be much worse, I could be hotter than yo scrubs
Mask an' glove, gun hot from burnin' *** up

I'd rather be bossed up, wit a bunch of broads
The preacher's daughter screamin' out, "*** the law"
I play a struck chord, wit the Christians
But y'all got the freakiest *** out of all the religions

An' God gave me his blessings to handle my business
All these wanksta snitches, let the Nina blow kisses
If she some how misses, he gon' meet the mistress
An' 'Clap that boy' like Birdman an' Clipse

I got these *** all over my ***, like ***
I'm the star at these shows, I must be as hot as they come
We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock back ***, ample space

We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war)

We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war)

Yeah, my *** 'Zino in this mother***
Break 'em down ***, break 'em down
Queens in this mother***, all my Jersey ***
All my Boston ***, all my Brooklyn ***, Brooklyn, Sir what up?
Yeah, holla at me, man

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I Can Get Off On You - Lyrics - Waylon Jennings

Title: I Can Get Off On You
Artist: Waylon Jennings
Composer(s): Waylon Jennings, Willie Nelson

Lyric:
Take back the weed, take back the cocaine baby
Take back the pills, take back the whiskey too
I don't need 'em now, your love was all I was after
I'll make it by, I can get off on you

I can get by on little or nothing at all
I can get high baby, just thinkin' about your good lovin'
Well, it's true

Take back the weed, take back the cocaine baby
Take back the pills, take back the whiskey too
I don't need 'em now, your love was all I was after
I'll make it by, I can get off on you

Who'd ever thought that this is somethin' I'd ever do
Spendin' my time baby just mellowing out on you
And your good love baby

Take back the weed, take back the cocaine baby
Take back the pills, take back the whiskey too
I don't need 'em now, your love was all I was after
I'll make it by, I can get off on you

Take back the weed, take back the cocaine baby
Take back the pills, take back the whiskey too
I don't need 'em now, your love was all I was after, babe
I'll make it by, I can get off on you

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What Doesn'T Belong To Me - Lyrics - Sinead Oconnor

Title: What Doesn'T Belong To Me
Artist: Sinead Oconnor
Composer(s): Sinead O'Connor

Lyric:
The woman named Iris
Gave birth to the Goddess
In her son who can't say her name
Because of all the pain

I miss you but I'm glad you're gone
I want you but I'm not alone
I'm haunted by you but I'll get you gone
If it takes me all my life long

You take back the pain, you gave me
You take back what doesn't belong to me
Take back the shame you gave me
Take back what doesn't belong to me

I'm Irish, I'm English
I'm Moslem, I'm Jewish
I'm a girl, I'm a boy
And the goddess meant for me only joy

And real love requires you
Give up those loves whom you
Think you love best, love puts you through the test
And only loyal love will bring me happiness

And take back the rage you gave me
Take back the hatred you gave me for me
Take back the anger that nearly killed me
Take back what doesn't belong to me

And real love requires you
Give up those loves that you
Think you love best, love put you through the test
And only loyal love will bring you happiness

And take back the pain you gave me
You take back what doesn't belong to me
Take back the blame you gave me
Take back what doesn't belong to me

Take back what doesn't belong to me
Take back what doesn't belong to me
Take back what doesn't belong to me

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Take Me Back Then - Lyrics - Days Of The New 2 - Days Of The New

Title: Take Me Back Then
Album: Days Of The New 2
Artist: Days Of The New
Composer(s): Travis Shane Meeks

Lyric:
Nothings wrong
I'm just wasted
All the time that I've tasted
Take me back on a time trip

Won't you take, just take me, take me back?
Won't you take me back then, just take me back then?
Won't you take me back then?
Why don't you take me?

Nothings wrong
I'm just wasted
All the time that I've tasted
Take me back on a time trip

Won't you take, just take me, take me back?
Won't you take me back then, just take me back then?
Won't you take me back then?
Why don't you take me?

Why don't you take me?
Why don't you take me?
Why don't you take me?

Nothing?s wrong
I?m just wasted
I?m the one who?s tastin?
All the time that I?m faced with

Won't you take, just take me, take me back?
Won't you take me back then, just take me back then?
Won't you take me back then?
Won't you take me back then, just take me back then?
Won't you take me back then?
Why don't you take me?

Why don't you take me?
Why don't you take me?
Why don't you take me?
Why don't you take me?

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Tooken Back - Lyrics - The Pretty Toney Album - Ghostface Killah

Title: Tooken Back
Album: The Pretty Toney Album
Artist: Ghostface Killah
Composer(s): D. Coles, D. Lamb, P. Staples, W. Hart

Lyric:
Yo, yo, yo, aiyo you brought me on Jerry just to take you back
After that bullshit you put me through a couple months back
That wasn't right, call the cops on me, and told them I had it like
Yeah, pop the trunk, he got dope and guns

Check for warrants, that son of a bitch on the run, I know it
Three of his niggas got life, he use to roll with
And told 'em I bodied an upcoming basketball star
Once I heard that, I fell out the cop car, real hard

You bugged out, and thugged out, wanted me to take you back
That could never happen, I'm sorry
No disrespect, but you a psycho, honey
Got that S.S.I. money, and you start actin' funny

Shrimp's every night, ordering steaks
Them Jumbo joints, them shits cost a buck 50 for eight
And when you told me your Merlo, need more grapes
I said, "Honey, you never had wine before?"
And if you did, that's not how you act at all
And no, that's not how we rock in Theodore

Please, babe, I love you
(Take me back, I'll never do it again)
Always want you
(You know that you my lover and my best friend)

Yes, darling, it's true
(Come on, home, where you belong, let's get it on)
Please, babe, I want you

Take me back to them days, when the yay' was bein' frontin' to you
Hundred thousand dollar shopping sprees wasn't nothin' to you
When three was a crowd but I dealt with it
And your sex wasn't wild but I dealt with it

I always felt shitted, you should of take me back
The girl that introduced you to boy, and helped you open your stacks
I got you in south connects, for the hard grind
That's why I took mine off the top, for the hard time

You know you need me in the streets, to help you run things
And if you catch a case, you got it wrong, I'mma pawn rings
I'm your lady boo, that's what I'm suppose to do
I know when you was coppin' my coupe, that you was coppin' two

I know when you got me the red one, that she got the blue
But the way I chew on you, you should've got me two
Now you got me in the kitchen, with your fryin' on
Tellin' me that you gon' move with me, I know you lyin', dog

Who loves you baby? Nobody like Jackie-O
Cook, clean, break up your weed, and I give you nasty throat
What you actin' for? Get back in the door
Come on, home, where you belong, let's get it on

Please, babe, I love you
(Take me back, I'll never do it again)
Always want you
(You know that you my lover and my best friend)

Yes, darling, it's true
(Come on, home, where you belong, let's get it on)
Please, babe, I want you

Yo, you know I always love you, I never meant to hurt you
Even the stress'll work you, I miss your old perfume
Promise never curse you, I want you in my circle
Honey right by my side where I keep my herbals

We both agree on no more fighting, we'll just have a verbal
The man'll treat you like a queen, I will never bird you
Mother and father birthed you, if I have to hit you
Then damn, I might as well leave, 'cause I don't deserve you

Watch from you face, when you sleep, let the heat disturb you
Fiendin' from the magic wand, when she 'nique and serve you
Take me please, take me with ease
Take me back, goddamn it please, just scrape marks on my knees

'Member the first time you made my key
You was drunk, you went behind a tree and pee'd
I miss shit like that, and all of the times
We played cops, I'll arrest you in bed

Police brutality, I'll leave the side of your ass red
Goddamn it, is sex for real girl? Girl, we in special ed
Uh-huh, fuck that, take me back, pretty please, with you on top

Please, babe, I love you
(Take me back, I'll never do it again)
Always want you
(You know that you my lover and my best friend)

Yes, darling, it's true
(Come on, home, where you belong, let's get it on)
Please, babe, I want you

Yeah, yo this goes for everybody all across the world
(Please, babe, I love you)
Whether you got fired or your lover dropped you and all that
(Always want you)

You know what I'm sayin'? Everybody wanna get tooken back
You know what I mean? don't be afraid to ask, if you wanna see
(Yes, darling, it's true)

Yo, take me back, fuck it, everybody wanna get tooken back and shit
(Please, babe, I want you)
This is your man, Big Ghost, your host, signing off and shit
Theodore, I understand
(Yeah)

Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back, take me back, take me back, yeah
Take me, take me

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Clap Back - Lyrics - Blood In My Eye - Ja Rule

Title: Clap Back
Album: Blood In My Eye
Artist: Ja Rule
Composer(s): Jeffery Atkins, Irv Lorenzo, Scott Storch

Lyric:
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
I gotta get my headphones
All my gangsta niggaz is in the building on this one!
You know! Yeah yeah ya know
It's real! Hussein what's happ'nin' nigga?
I see you, aight Shadow what's poppin' blat!
Yeah my nigga O-1 in the motherfucking house
Jody in the house
(Jody Mack!)
My nigga Cadillac, Gotti what up?
Blackchild what up?

I'd like to welcome all my niggaz
To the world famous Murda Inc. Show
Big shout to all my Queens niggaz in Staten Island
Niggaz in Uptown, niggaz in Brooklyn niggaz
All my Bronx niggaz yeah, all my Jersey niggaz! You know?
We doing it real big right here! All my money niggaz
This shit commentated on the one's and two's!
They call me the Mighty Rule! How ya livin'?
This real shit we talkin'
I wanna ask all my gangsta niggaz a real question
(Holla back)
What do you do, when niggaz spit at you?

Clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggaz!)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggaz)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggaz!)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back

Fuck if they hollin' about Rule nigga, here's the real
I'll pop ya top like Champagne bottles that chill
Wear nothing but ice, smiles tinted up to The Greatest
Tell 'em I'm nice too, plus push them nice grooves
The Inc roll like duce man, I'm ol' G Bobby J
And we sling at soccer fields the yay
They don't respect that, don't get your minds around
You'll get it pushed back, y'all don't want that

I send 'em to the morgue while keepin' my bitches bouncin' fa sho'
"In Da Club", with no gun, got em taking it off
Can't help that, I'm the nigga that puts it down
Once I hit that, that's if I'm up in the Maybach
Fasten them holding the throwback, West 44 Lakers
Let's make no mistakes, resents take place
We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigga ample space!
(C'mon!)
We gon'

Clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggaz!)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggaz)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggaz!)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back

The Rule be "In Da Club" rude motherfucker poppin' the bubbly
When shit get ugly I hug the snub closely
But usually we still see your bitches
Thats is known for quick shit, trying to ride my dick
I can't handle it, lower their manners
To get they ass in front of my dick to dance, the bitch want more chance
Catching hate from a glance, but I'm a giant
These niggaz is mere ants, I'll stomp 'em wit his thang

Give bitches the back hand, pimp shit, it's not realistic
The game is helpless, let's not get it twisted
I'm young, wrapped, and gifted, but still at the bottom
And stuck somewhere between Gomorrah and Saddam
I'm here to make this rap shit hotter than Harlem
Fuck the Dog beware of Rule, 'cause I'm the problem
We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigga ample space!
(C'mon!)
We gon'

Clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggaz!)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggaz)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggaz!)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back

Like Bush and Saddam, I'm a find out
Where 'em Laden's hiding and bomb him first
It could be much worse, I could be hotter than yo scrubs
Mask and glove, gun hot from burnin' ass up
I'd rather be bossed up, wit a bunch of broads
The preachers daughter screaming out "Fuck the law!"
I play a struck chord, wit the Christians
But y'all got the freakiest bitches out of all the religions

And God gave me his blessings to handle my business
All these wanksta snitches, let the nina blow kisses
If she some how misses, he gon' meet the mistress
And "Clap that boy" like Birdman and Clipse
I got these niggaz all over my dick, like hoes
I'm the star at these shows, I must be as hot as they come
We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigga ample space!
(C'mon!)
We gon'

Clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggaz!)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggaz)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggaz!)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back

Yeah, my nigga 'Zino in this motherfucker
That's how we do it, know what I mean?
Buck '89 what's up baby, I see you
Break 'em down nigga! break 'em down!
Bring them birds, in the motherfucking house
It's not a game no mo'
Queens in this motherfucker
You know
All my Jersey niggaz, all my Boston niggaz
All my Brooklyn niggaz, Brooklyn sir what up!
Yeah, holla at me man

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Take Me Back - Lyrics - Forever, Michael - Michael Jackson

Title: Take Me Back
Album: Forever, Michael
Artist: Michael Jackson
Composer(s): E Holland, B Holland

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Lyric:
Take me back
Take me back where I belong
That's with you baby
Take me back
Take me back where I belong
That's with you baby

I thought the grass was greener on the other side
Thought the sun shine brighter without saying goodbye
There's a card in my hand, tears fall like rain
I wanna come home again, I want you to

Take me back
Take me back where I belong
That's with you baby
Take me back
Take me back where I belong
That's with you baby

Ain't no love in this world
Ain't no love in this world without you
No no ain't no love in this world without you

In my search to find myself
I saw your face and nothing else
Every place I go everything I do
I still feel the need for you come on and

Take me back
Take me back where I belong
That's with you baby
Take me back
Take me back where I belong
That's with you baby

I'm on my way back to you
And I wanna make it up to you
And all the problems that I caused you
If it takes my life I'll make it up to you
I just want you to take me, take me
Take me, take me, take me, take me

Take me back, forgive me
Take me back where I belong
If you can, if you can find it
In your heart to forgive me yeah
Take me back where I belong
That's with you baby
With you, with you, with you darling, yeah, yeah
Take me back yeah
Take me back where I belong
That's with you baby

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Some Things You Can'T Take Back - Lyrics - Uncle Kracker

Title: Some Things You Can'T Take Back
Artist: Uncle Kracker
Composer(s): Matthew Shafer, Michael Bradford

Lyric:
Well she was lookin' out the window
An' I was starin' at the door
The dog was sleepin' on the sofa
This place has never been this quiet before

You can't pretend it never happened
You can't pretend it's still the same
You can't say you were only jokin'
You can't keep thinkin' at things can go on this way

Somethings you can't take back
Though you wish you could
Some things you can't take back
Though the glass has been broke
An' the milk has been spilled
An' your love's on the line
Some things you can't take back

When someone says there's no tomorrow
When the writings on the wall
After all is cried and spoken
An' your poor heart has taken such a fall

Somethings you can't take back
Though you wish you could
Some things you can't take back
Though the glass has been broke
An' the milk has been spilled
An' your love's on the line
Somethings you can't take back

If I could reset the clock and go back in time
I'd erase the thoughts that went through my mind
You know I never would leave
An' I'd still have you with me

You can't pretend it never happened
You can't pretend it's still the same
You can't say you were only jokin'
You can't keep thinkin' at things can go on this way

Somethings you can't take back
Though you wish you could
Some things you can't take back
Though the glass has been broke
An' the milk has been spilled
An' your love's on the line
Somethings you can't take back
'Cause in the cold light of day the pieces all blew away
An' now I'm livin' a lie
Somethings you can't take back

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Back Back - Lyrics - Lil' O

Title: Back Back
Artist: Lil' O
Composer(s): Magnus Magnus-Lawson, Aswad W Sampson, W Malone

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Lyric:
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Or I'ma grab the gat and hit a nigga with the heat
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Don't try to gimme dap bitch you ain't no kin to me
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
'Cause you catch a slap if keep on grillin' me
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Gimme 50 feet, gimme 50 feet

Hey, here's a little story 'bout a nigga like me
I fuck bad broads live large and drive V's
Some say I'm cocky and rude, I might be
But nigga fuck you, you ain't got to like me

I'm at the bar taking sips of long island ice tea
Wrist looking' blue or icy I'm pricey
Bitch niggas mean mugging' and starin' all shiesty
Don't make me pepper spray your face, have you lookin' all spicy

'Cause I know you niggas hatin' and wanna fight me
Thinking I'm all Hollywood like Spike Lee
Thinking I'ma steal you and fuck up your white T
When I catch you in your jaw I'ma fuck up your white teeth

But nigga I be ready to scuffle like dice peat
And y'all walkin' outta this tussle ain't likely
I hope you boys ready to rumble I'm quite deep
And I ain't friendly but I'ma tell you politely

Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Or I'ma grab the gat and hit a nigga with the heat
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Don't try to gimme dap bitch you ain't no kin to me
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
'Cause you catch a slap if keep on grillin' me
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Gimme 50 feet, gimme 50 feet

Say I'm the type of cat when I pull up in the place
You hates like a blow job put it in they face
I buy the goochie shoes matching belt lookin' great
Dubs sounding cool you can tell I'm pushin' weights

Courtier full of flakes snow storms in the peaks
Hoe taming nigga keep my bitch on a leash
You the typa cat that'll chase a chick for weeks
Then try to box a nigga when you hear, he hit your freak

But playa don't you know you outta line that shit is weak
And fightin' over broads will get you killed up in these streets
You running round here plexin' always thinking shit is sweet
Then have the nerve to wonder why them bullets hit ya cheek

Then wanna step to me talkin' but
(Oh, you foul)
All up in my face talking 'bout
(You hit my gal)
I'm looking at him stupid like man this shit is wild
You better give me space asshole I ain't ya pal

Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Or I'ma grab the gat and hit a nigga with the heat
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Don't try to gimme dap bitch you ain't no kin to me
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
'Cause you catch a slap if keep on grillin' me
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Gimme 50 feet, gimme 50 feet

I keep my game on face when I'm riding on chops
Straight gorilla pimp don't even wave to the bops
Lookin' like a snail crawlin' slow through the lot
Fist full of grain other hand on the glock

'Cause when you want fee jackers want what you got
That's why I stay ready with the inferred dot
The first one to jump is the first getting shot
Put the beam on his head then I take off his block

You love to rob O like take off you rocks
Take off your shoes playa take off your socks
But I'm the type of cat before I take off my watch
Aim at your chest and try to take off you heart

You know how I do playa shake off tha marks
Hit him with the big guns that take off a part
Chest lookin' like he been ate by a shark
Bitch you better mind stay in line play it smart

Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Or I'ma grab the gat and hit a nigga with the heat
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Don't try to gimme dap bitch you ain't no kin to me
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
'Cause you catch a slap if keep on grillin' me
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Gimme 50 feet, gimme 50 feet

Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Or I'ma grab the gat and hit a nigga with the heat
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Don't try to gimme dap bitch you ain't no kin to me
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
'Cause you catch a slap if keep on grillin' me
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Gimme 50 feet, gimme 50 feet

Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Or I'ma grab the gat and hit a nigga with the heat
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Don't try to gimme dap bitch you ain't no kin to me
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
'Cause you catch a slap if keep on grillin' me
Back, back, back, back gimme 50 feet
Gimme 50 feet, gimme 50 feet
...

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Take It Back - Lyrics - BBC Sessions - Cream

Title: Take It Back
Album: BBC Sessions
Artist: Cream
Composer(s): Peter Ronald Brown, Jack Bruce

Lyric:
Take it back, take it back, take that thing right out of here
Right away, far away, take that thing right out of here

Don't let them take me to where streams are red
I want to stay here and sleep in my own bed
Need all your lovin', long blonde hair
Don't let them take me 'cause I'm easily scared

Take it back, take it back, take that thing right out of here
Take it back, take it back, take that thing right out of here
Right away, far away, take that thing right out of here

I got this great need, the need to stay alive
Not ashamed of my creed, I've got to survive
So come on baby, don't go away
Just let them save me for a rainy day

Take it back, take it back, take that thing right out of here

I got this need, the need to stay alive
Not ashamed of my creed, I've got to survive
So come on baby, don't go away
Just let them save me for a rainy day

Take it back, take it back, take that thing right out of here
Take it back, take it back, take that thing right out of here
Right away, far away, take that thing right out of here

I got this thing, I've got to keep it sharp
Don't go to places where it won't shine in the dark
So come on baby, don't go away
Just let them save me for a rainy day

Take it back, take it back, take that thing right out of here

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Take It Back - Lyrics - Eric Clapton

Title: Take It Back
Artist: Eric Clapton
Composer(s): Peter Ronald Brown, Jack Bruce

Lyric:
Take it back, take it back
Take that thing right out of here
Right away, far away
Take that thing right out of here

Don't let them take me to where streams are red
I want to stay here and sleep in my own bed
Need all your loving, long blonde hair
Don't let them take me, 'cause I'm easily scared

Take it back, take it back
Take that thing right out of here
Take it back, take it back
Take that thing right out of here
Right away, far away
Take that thing right out of here

I got this great need, the need to stay alive
Not ashamed of my creed, I've got to survive
So come on baby, don't go away
Just let them save me for a rainy day

Take it back, take it back
Take that thing right out of here

I got this need, the need to stay alive
Not ashamed of my creed, I've got to survive
So come on baby, don't go away
Just let them save me for a rainy day

Take it back, take it back
Take that thing right out of here
Take it back, take it back
Take that thing right out of here
Right away, far away
Take that thing right out of here

I got this thing, I've got to keep it sharp
Don't go to places where it won't shine in the dark
So come on baby, don't go away
Just let them save me for a rainy day

Take it back, take it back
Take that thing right out of here

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Take Him Back Rachel - Lyrics - Basia

Title: Take Him Back Rachel
Artist: Basia
Composer(s): Basia Trzetrzelewska, Danny White

Lyric:
Take him back Rachel, it's time to stop lying
When he looks at me he's dreaming of your eyes
Don't be hard Rachel, there is no denying
He was never truly happy in my arms

Take him back, oh take him back Rachel
Take him back, oh take him back Rachel

Ignore what people say and listen to your heart
Someone up there knows it is only your silly pride
Maybe that's the best thing that ever happened to you baby
Sail against the wind, against the tide
Don't say it's not right, take him back

Take him back Rachel, he is pining for you
Just a mention of your name, his heart flutters
Don't waste time Rachel, sure you know too
That being with him is the only thing that matters

Take him back, oh take him back Rachel
Take him back, oh take him back Rachel

Ignore what people say and listen to your heart
Someone up there knows it is only your silly pride
Maybe that's the best thing that ever happened to you baby
Sail against the wind, against the tide
Don't say it's not right, take him back

Ignore what people say and listen to your heart
Someone up there knows it is only your silly pride
Maybe that's the best thing that ever happened to you baby
Sail against the wind, against the tide
Don't say it's not right, take him back

Take him back, oh take him back Rachel
Take him back, oh take him back Rachel
Take him back, oh take him back Rachel
...

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Eye For An Eye - Lyrics - A Perfect Murder

Title: Eye For An Eye
Artist: A Perfect Murder
Composer(s): Carl Bouchard, Yan Chausse, Kyrill Ducharme, Francois Michel Labrie, Frank Pellerin

Lyric:
I've been tolerating
Your shit for way too long
You're one insult away
From it going all wrong

I will take back
(Take back)
Everything you took from me
I will take back
(Take back)
Everything you took

Now it's all about revenge
Hate and dedication
To bring you towards your bitter end
To bring you to your bitter end

I will take back
(Take back)
Everything you took from me
I will take back
(Take back)
Everything you took

So many times
So many times, I just gave up
So many times, so many times
You would pull me down

Too many times
Too many times, I let you win
Too many times
I handed you the crown

I will take back
(Take back)
Everything you took from me
I will take back
(Take back)
Everything you took from me

Eye for an eye
Eye for an eye
Eye for an eye
Eye for an eye

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Take Me Back To Your House - Lyrics - Crazy Itch Radio - Basement Jaxx

Title: Take Me Back To Your House
Album: Crazy Itch Radio
Artist: Basement Jaxx
Composer(s): Simon Ratcliffe, Martina Sorbara, Felix Major Buxton

Lyric:
Everybody's all drunk
Everybody's had enough
It's getting ugly
I'm so tired, so tired, so tired
So take me home

It's getting late for me
I'll come if you wait for me
Let's get out of this place
Never changes, it just stays the same
Just take me home, c'mon let's go

I just wanna run away
I've had it here
I just gotta get outta here
I've had it here

I just wanna run away
I'm done with this
Grab your coat
Just take me, take me

Just take me back to your house, your house
C'mon, take me back to your house, your house
Just take me home
Don't wanna go home all alone
No, no, no, no

Just take me back to your house, your house
C'mon, take me back to your house, your house
Just take me home
Don't wanna go home all alone
No, no, no, no

Just put a record on
Make it a country song
C'mon make a drink for me
Let's sing along
To songs of vacant hearts

Let's stop all the talk
Let's take it easy now
We don't have to worry
'Bout anything at all until the dawn
Just take me home, c'mon let's go

I just wanna run away
I've had it here
I just gotta get outta here
I've had it here

I just wanna run away
I'm done with this
Grab your coat
Just take me, take me

Just take me back to your house, your house
C'mon, take me back to your house, your house
Just take me home
Don't wanna go home all alone
No, no, no, no

Just take me back to your house, your house
C'mon, take me back to your house, your house
Just take me home
Don't wanna go home all alone
No, no, no, no

Take the keys to my car
Let's drive

I'm lonely, so lonely
Can I come home with you?
I'm lonely, so lonely
Can I come home with you?

My head is spinning circles
Think I need a rescue
I don't know why
I just feel like chilling with you

I'm chilling with you
I'm chilling with you
I'm chilling with you

Just take me back to your house, your house
C'mon, take me back to your house, your house
Just take me home
Don't wanna go home all alone
No, no, no, no

Just take me back to your house, your house
C'mon, take me back to your house, your house
Just take me home
Don't wanna go home all alone
No, no, no, no

Don't you wanna get out
Get out, get out?
Take the keys to my car
Let's drive

I'm lonely, so lonely
Can I come home with you?
I'm lonely, so lonely
Can I come home with you?

My head is spinning circles
Think I need a rescue
I don't know why
I just feel like chilling with you

Like ice melting in the stream
I can hold on to how I used to be
A better man would understand
Will you?

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Take Me Back Home - Lyrics - Greg Raposo - Greg Raposo

Title: Take Me Back Home
Album: Greg Raposo
Artist: Greg Raposo
Composer(s): Tony Marty, Kevin Paige

Lyric:
I'm reaching deeper down inside of me
For answers to questions honesty
I feel like I've fallen from a state of grace
I know that I can't run from my mistakes

Where do you go when you've gone too far
You open up your arms
I want to believe that love has the heart to
Take me home

Take me back home
Take me back home
Take me back home
Take me back home

Forgiveness, a sweet kiss is all I need from you
So hold me 'cuz only you can pull me through
I'm fighting, I'm crying calling out your name
I want to live a life that shows a change

Where do you go when you've gone too far
You open up your arms
I want to believe that love has the heart to
Take me home

Take me back home
Take me back home
Take me back home
Take me back home

Where do you go when you've gone too far
You open up your arms
I want to believe that love has the heart to
Take me home

Take me back home
Take me back home
Take me back home
Take me back home

(Where do you go?)
When the lights have consumed you
So thick you can hardly move through
(Where do you go?)
When you don't recognize your face
You pray for redemption day
I know that I can't run from my mistakes

Where do you go when you've gone too far
You open up your arms
I want to believe that love has the heart to
Take me home

Take me back home
Take me back home
Take me back home
Take me back home

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Stronger Than Before - Lyrics - Chaka Khan

Title: Stronger Than Before
Artist: Chaka Khan
Composer(s): Burt Bacharach, Carole Bayer Sager, Bruce Roberts

Lyric:
If you don't believe what I say
You won't believe, I'm not that way
And I never meant to turn the hurt around
I would be a fool to lose the love I'd found
And if you take me back, I'll let you know

I'll be stronger than before, I will love you even more
Oh, I'll take you back, if you come back
I'll take you anywhere you
Ever want to be, you're the light inside of me
Oh, I'll take you back, if you come back to me

And if, you heard the whole thing before
Then once again, I'll tell you more
I would be a fool to ever let you go
Oh, I had to go away to finally know
How much I need you back, I need your love

I'll be stronger than before, I will love you even more
Oh, I'll take you back, if you come back
I'll take you anywhere you
Ever want to be, you're the light inside of me

Oh, I'll take you back, if you come back
I'll take you anywhere you
Ever want to be, you're the light inside of me
Oh, I'll take you back, if you come back to me
Come back to me, come back to me
I'll take you back, if you come back to me, come back to me

If you come back to me, come back to me
I'll take you back
If you come back to me, come back to me

I'll be stronger than before, I will love you even more
Oh, I'll take you back, if you come back
I'll take you anywhere you
Ever want to be, you're the light inside of me
Oh, I'll take you back, if you come back to me
Come back to me, come back to me
...

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Ghetto Dayz - Lyrics - Alter Ego - Tyrese

Title: Ghetto Dayz
Album: Alter Ego
Artist: Tyrese
Composer(s): Chris De La Fuente, Tyrese Darnell Gibson, Ricardo Brown, Tyrese Gibson, Erik Crooms, David Drew, Jayceon Taylor

Lyric:
Yeah, right

Compton, South Central, Watts
Long Beach, Inglewood, East L.A.
West Coast for life
Live and die for this shit

Yeah, when I was young livin' life on the run
11 years old, real life, no goals
Sneakin' little sips in the cut
I'm takin' lil' hits in the cut

Before they even called me Kurupt
Ridin' down the blocks I'ma tell you how I grew up
I was always in the mix, too young for sticks
Ty, tell 'em 'bout that Watts experience

In Watts, a **** couldn't wait for the summertime
Backyard barbecues, yeah, that'll free your mind
We stay fallin' off them ice cream trucks
All my **** nickel-baggin' it, hustlin' bucks

You could catch me in the middle of the street
Slapboxin' with my **** Porky
And as I take you down my memory lane
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days, let 'em know

Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days
Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days

Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days
Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days

I ain't change ****, I'm just busy
**** bein' broke **** I'm filthy
Got a problem with me holla at me, I'll be back in six months
I'm on the road gettin' my money up

And I remember all the young soldiers in the hood tryin' to gang bang
Slang a nickel bag screamin' money ain't a thing
For real, I know exactly how y'all feel
I'm reppin' black and brown pride, Westside 'til I die, c'mon

I got a lot of rider in me, I was thinkin'
Couple years older, 14 smokin' and drinkin'
Thinkin' 'bout Uncle Jam's army, the old folks love me
I'm just gettin' up in the game, the gang bang [Incomprehensible]

Crenshaw was crackin', doin' that they got Schwinns
On Sundays watchin' all the big homies spin
I want Dana's, 'cause that's all I see
That's like the Army, with Dana's you all you could be, I reminisce

I used to love eatin' polly seeds and chico sticks
Watch me jump up in the bush to play, hide-go-get-it, I'm wit it
And all them hoodrats used to hold us down on the block
Reminiscin' 'bout my first piece of ****, yeah

Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days
Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days

Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days
Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days

Truth is, I ran away when I was 5 years old
Ran 'til my And-1's had holes in the soles
I had three silk shirts, two pair of Girbauds
Spent the night at Boo's house, we was sharin' his clothes

Mom's left me out in the cold
Worse than that my man took five shots and he ain't lose his soul
I was livin' with a blind man's vision
And no matter how hard I tried, I could never see prison

And to all my dead homies, we don't pour out liquor
We just poke our chest out and say, "We miss y'all ****"
We were scared of gang-bangers, walked to school in groups
Argued who was the best MC, Ice Cube or Snoop

Damn, I miss my ghetto days
Whether it was Coca-Cola or straight coke we found a way
Hey, and the memories of Eazy and 'Pac
California, we all we got, we got, we got

Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days
Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days

Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days
Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days

I remember when I used to say I wanna rap and sing
All my **** used to laugh at me
But now, I'm on top of my game
But now, and ain't a damn thing changed

From ghetto superstar to Coca-Cola
All my people locked down got nothin' but love for ya
Stay strong, 'cause we know it ain't easy
Come home, 'cause we miss you on the streets

Listen, sweet ladies, how you gonna act like that?
It's your baby boy, holla back, back
So let me take you down my memory lane
Reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days, ohh girl

Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days
Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days

Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days
Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days

Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days
Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days

Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days
Let me take you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days

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Maybe You'Re Right - Lyrics - Barenaked Ladies Are Me - Barenaked Ladies

Title: Maybe You'Re Right
Album: Barenaked Ladies Are Me
Artist: Barenaked Ladies
Composer(s): Steven Page, Ed Robertson

Lyric:
It was often talked about
It was often raised
But nothing was ever done about it
To hear the way they talked about it
No one could be saved
But nothing was ever done about it

Shall I take back
Everything I've ever said
And live my whole life
In silence instead?

It was oversimplified
It was under-thought
Nothing was ever done to stop it
Everything was fortified
By all the lies we bought
And nothing was ever done to stop it

Shall I take back
Everything I've ever said
And live my whole life
In silence instead?

Shall I take back
(Shall I take back all my attacks?)
Everything I've ever said
(All of my accusations)

And live my whole life
(All my mistrust, we never discussed)
In silence instead?
(Anyone's reservations)

There was a time when a crime was a crime
Now I think I'm losing my mind
Or taking it all too hard
Taking it all too hard
Taking it all too hard

Shall I take back all my attacks
All of my accusations?
All my mistrust, we never discussed
Anyone's reservations

Shall I take back
(Shall I take back all my attacks?)
Everything I've ever said
(All of my accusations)

And live my whole life
(All my mistrust, we never discussed)
In silence instead?
(Anyone's reservations)

Shall I take back
(Shall I take back all my attacks?)
Everything I've ever said
(All of my accusations)

And live my whole life
(All my mistrust, we never discussed)
In silence instead?
(Anyone's reservations)

Shall I take back
(Shall I take back all my attacks?)
(Maybe you're right, maybe you're right)
Everything I've ever said
(All of my accusations)
(Maybe you're right but I don't think so)

And live my whole life
(All my mistrust, we never discussed)
(Maybe you're right, maybe you're right)
In silence instead?
(Anyone's reservations)
(Maybe you're right but I don't think so)

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