Here - Lyrics - Cliff Richard

Title: Here
Artist: Cliff Richard
Composer(s): Alan Tarney

Lyric:
Seems to me that you're always near
Close enough so I know when you're here
And just when I think I've got to know you
You disappear

And so I walk along building all my dreams
I've every hope as I plan all my schemes
And just when I think I've found the right one
You disappear

But still I'm here waiting for you
(Here)
I'm here still holding on
(Here)
I'm here waiting for you, baby
(Here)
(Here)
But it won't be too long
'Cause I'm planning a song that will tell you
Oh, why I'm here

I've even wished on a falling star
I've carried moonbeams home in a jar
Only one thing wrong, you're where you belong
And that's too far

If only there was some way of reaching you
Holding you 'cause I'm so doggone blue
Only one thing I really wanna do
Is sing to you

That's why I'm here waiting for you
(Here)
I'm here still holding on
(Here)
I'm here waiting, baby
(Here)
I'm
(Here)
But it won't be too long
'Cause I'm planning a song that will tell you
Oh, why I'm

(Here)
Here, I'm waiting for you, baby
(Here)
Here, and I'm still holding on
I'm planning a song that will tell you
Why I'm here

(Oh, wanna tell you now)
Oh, gotta tell you, tell you, tell you
(Oh, wanna tell you now)
Gotta tell you, tell you it's true that I'm blue, doggone it

(Oh, wanna tell you now)
I'm here and I'm blue
(Oh, wanna tell you now)
Gotta tell you now, gotta tell you now
That I'm here and it's true and I'm blue

(Oh, wanna tell you now)
Gotta tell you now, gotta keep on telling you I'm blue
(Oh, wanna tell you now)
Keep on, keep on, keep on telling you

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Im Back - Lyrics - The Marshall Mathers LP - Eminem

Title: Im Back
Album: The Marshall Mathers LP
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Marshall Mathers, Michael Elizondo, Andre Young

Lyric:
Thats why
They call me Slim Shady
I'm back, I'm back
Thats why
They call me Slim Shady
I'm back, I'm back

Thats why
They call me Slim Shady
I'm back, I'm back
Thats why
They call me Slim Shady
I'm back, I'm back

I murder a rhyme one word at a time, you never
Heard of a mind as perverted as mine, you better
Get rid of that nine it ain't gonna help
What good's it gonna do against a man that strangles himself?
I'm waitin' for hell, like hell, shit, I'm anxious as hell
Manson, you're safe in that cell, thankful is jail

I used to be my mommy's little Angel at twelve
At thirteen I was putting shells in the gage on the shelf
I used to get punked and bullied on my block
'Till I cut a kitten's head off
And stuck it in this kid's mailbox
(Hey! mom! mom!)
I used to give a fuck, now I could give a fuck less

What do I think of sucess? It sucks too much press
And stress, too much zest, and breasts, too upset
It's just, too much mess, I guess
I must just blew up quick, yes
Grew up quick? No
Was raised right?
Whatever you say is wrong
Whatever I say is right

You think of my name now whenever you say "Hi"
Became a commodity because I'm W H I T E
'Cause MTV was so friendly to me
Can't wait 'till Kim sees me
Now is it worth it? Look at my life, how is it perfect?
Read my lips bitch, what? My mouth isn't working?
You read this finger? Oh, it's upside down
Here, let me turn this motherfucker up right now

That's why
They call me Slim Shady
I'm back, I'm back
That's why
They call me Slim Shady
I'm back , I'm back

That's why
They call me Slim Shady
I'm back, I'm back
That's why
They call me Slim Shady
I'm back, I'm back

I take each individual degenerate, his head and reach into it
Just to see if he's influenced by me if he listens to music
And if he feeds into this shit he's an innocent victim
And becomes a puppet on the string of my tennis shoe

My name is Slim Shady
I've been crazy way before radio didn't play me
The sensational
Back, it's the incredible
With Ken Kaniff who just finds the men edible
It's Ken Kaniff, on the internet
Tryin' to lure your kids, with him, into bed
It's a sick world we're livin' in these days

Slim, for pete's sake, put down Christopher Reeve's legs
Geez! you guys are so sensitive
Slim it's a touchy subject, try and just don't mention it
Mind with no sense in it, fried, gets so frantic
'Cause eyes get so squinted, I'm blind from smoke in 'em
With my windows tinted, with nine limos rented
Doin' lines of coke in 'em, with a bunch of guys hoppin' out
All high and dosin' it
And that's where I get my name from
That's why they call me

That's why
They call me Slim Shady
I'm back, I'm back
That's why
They call me Slim Shady
I'm back, I'm back

That's why
They call me Slim Shady
I'm back, I'm back
That's why
They call me Slim Shady
I'm back, I'm back

I take seven kids from columbine and stand 'em all in line
Add an AK-47, a revolver, a nine
A MAC-11 and this oughtta solve this problem of mine
And that's a whole school of bullies shot up all of the time
'Cause I'm Shady, they call me as crazy as this world was
Over this whole Y2K thing, and by the way
N'Sync, why do they sing?
Am I the only one who realizes they stink?
Should I dye my hair pink and care what y'all think?
Lip-sync and buy a bigger size of ear rings?

That's why I tend to block out when I hear things
'Cause all these fans screamin' is making my ears ring
So I just throw up the middle finger and let it linger
Longer than the rumor that I was stickin' it to Christina
'Cause if I ever stuck it to any singer in showbiz
It'd be Jennifer Lopez and Puffy you know this
Sorry Puff but I don't give a fuck, if this chick was my own mother
I'd still fuck her with no rubber, and come inside her
And have a son and a new brother
At the same time, and just say that it ain't mine
What's my name?

I am
Slim Shady
I'm back, I'm back
That's why
They call me Slim Shady
I'm back, I'm back

That's why
They call me Slim Shady
I'm back, I'm back
That's why
They call me Slim Shady
I'm back, I'm back

Guess who's back?
Gue-gue-guess who's back?
Hi mom
Guess who's back?
Gue-gue-guess who's back?

D12
Dr Dre
Slim Shady
2001
I'm blew out from this blunt
Fuck

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Lover'S Prayer - Lyrics - Better Days - Joe

Title: Lover'S Prayer
Album: Better Days
Artist: Joe
Composer(s): Jolyon Ward Skinner, R Slaughter, Joe Lewis Thomas, J P Thompson

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Lyric:
For love, life and eternity
This is my prayer

I pray that our love is more than enough to weather the storm
I pray that you're strong the nights that I'm gone and you're home alone
I pray you'll forgive whatever I did that brought you the tears
I pray here right now as I make this vow, we last through the years

(Lover's prayer)
When I get down on my knees at night
(Lover's prayer)
I pray God we gonna be alright

(Lover's prayer)
With my head down and my hands up high
(Lover's prayer)
How I hope that He will answer my
(Lover's prayer)

That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray
That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray
That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray
That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray

I pray that the sun continues to shine with all that you do
No matter the bad, no matter how low, you'll make it through
I pray that I'm there, whatever you want, whatever you need
I pray that your heart carries apart, apart of me, yeah

(Lover's prayer)
When I get down on my knees at night
(Lover's prayer)
I pray God we gonna be alright

(Lover's prayer)
With my head down and my hands up high
(Lover's prayer)
How I hope that He will answer my
(Lover's prayer)

That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray
That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray
That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray
That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray

I pray that your smile would light up my life, won't ever fade
I pray that the trust we share between us won't ever break
I pray that your hopes all of your dreams you will exceed
My final prayer you'll take this ring and you will bear my seed

(Lover's prayer)
When I get down on my knees at night
(Lover's prayer)
I pray God we gonna be alright

(Lover's prayer)
With my head down and my hands up high
(Lover's prayer)
How I hope that He will answer my
(Lover's prayer)

That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray
That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray
That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray
That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray

(Lover's prayer)
When I get down on my knees at night
(Lover's prayer)
I pray God we gonna be alright

(Lover's prayer)
With my head down and my hands up high
(Lover's prayer)
How I hope that He will answer my
(Lover's prayer)

That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray
That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray
That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray
That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray

(Lover's prayer)
When I get down on my knees at night
(Lover's prayer)
I pray God we gonna be alright

(Lover's prayer)
With my head down and my hands up high
(Lover's prayer)
How I hope that He will answer my
(Lover's prayer)

That's why I pray, that's why I pray, that's why I pray

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That'S Why I'M Here - Lyrics - I Will Stand - Kenny Chesney

Title: That'S Why I'M Here
Album: I Will Stand
Artist: Kenny Chesney
Composer(s): Shaye Smith, Mark Alan Springer

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Lyric:
Well, I ain't had nothing to drink
I knew that's probably what you'd think
If I dropped by this time of night
Remember way back when
I promised you I'd drop in
At one of those meetings down at the Y

And they started talkin' 'bout steps you take
Mistakes you make, the hearts you break
And the price you pay, I almost walked away
And you could hear a pin drop when this old man
Stood up and said, "I'm gonna' say it again like I do every week
For those who don't know me"

It's the simple things in life like the kids at home and a loving wife
That you miss the most, when you lose control
And everything you love starts to disappear
The devil takes your hand and says, "No fear
Have another shot, just one more beer"
Yeah, I've been there, that's why I'm here

This ol' boy stood up in the aisle
Said he'd been living a life of denial
And he cried as he talked about wasted years
I couldn't believe what I heard
It was my life word for word
And all of the sudden it was clear

It's the simple things in life like the kids at home and a loving wife
That you miss the most, when you lose control
And everything you love starts to disappear
The devil takes your hand and says, "No fear
Have another shot, just one more beer"
Yeah, I've been there, that's why I'm here

I know for us it may be too late
But it would mean the world to me
If you were there when I stand to say

It's the simple things in life like the kids at home and a loving wife
That you miss the most, when you lose control
And everything you love starts to disappear
Devil takes your hand and says, "No fear
Have another shot, just one more beer"
Yeah, I've been there, that's why I'm here
Oh, I've been there, that's why I'm here

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That'S Why I'M Laughing - Lyrics - David Wilcox

Title: That'S Why I'M Laughing
Artist: David Wilcox
Composer(s): David Patrick Wilcox

Lyric:
Clear blue sky
Looking through my father's eyes
Way up high
A diamond made of nylon flies

Out of the fishing reel
The string is drawn
Fishing for dreams
Up there and songs

And that's why I'm laughing

Last time I held this line
The pull was strong
Could it be that
Much time has gone?

That's why I'm laughing
That's why I'm laughing
That's why I'm laughing now

Years gone by
Looking at my father's smile
Way up high
The kite he made can really fly

Quick as a box-kite wind
The time can be
Leaving the kite
He made for me

That's why I'm laughing

'Cause even with all this change
And time between
You can be here
So clear with me

That's why I'm laughing
That's why I'm laughing
That's why I'm laughing now

Feeling the pull so strong
And far away
Knowing that dreams
Still flies today

That's why I'm laughing
That's why I'm laughing
That's why I'm laughing now

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Enslavement Blues - Lyrics - The International Noise Conspiracy

Title: Enslavement Blues
Artist: The International Noise Conspiracy
Composer(s): Dennis Lyxzen, Sara Almgren, Ludvig Dahlberg, Inge Johansson, Lars Stromberg

Lyric:
I'm enslaved by the weekdays
By the names Monday to Friday
I'm enslaved by the things said
And everywhere I go a little secret

And I wish that you would come here
And tell me that we're all doing fine
And I wish that you would come here
And tell me that we're not losing our minds

I'm enslaved by the living space
By the walls, roofs and the working place
I'm enslaved by the games we play
No matter what I do, I will still sell myself

And I wish that you would come here
And tell me that, we're all doing fine
And I wish that you would come here
And tell me that, we're not losing our minds

I'm sure that we all gonna go
And I said that's what we ought to do
I'm sure that we all wanna change it all
That's why I'm coming to you
I'm sure that you all wanna know, know, know, know
I'm sure you all gonna go

I'm enslaved by the weekdays
By the names Monday 'n' Friday
I'm enslaved by the words we say
Every little sentence turns me into a slave

And I wish that you would come here
And tell me that we're not dying here
And I wish that you would come here
And tell me that we're not dying

I'm a slave
I'm a slave
I'm a slave
I'm a slave

I'm a slave
I'm a slave
I'm a slave
I'm a slave

I'm a slave
I'm a slave
I'm a slave
I'm a slave

I'm sure that we all wanna go
And I said that's what we ought to do
I'm sure that we all wanna change it all
That's why I'm coming to you
I'm sure that we all wanna know, know, know, know
I'm sure you all wanna know

I'm a slave
I'm a slave
I'm a slave
I'm a slave

I'm a slave
I'm a slave
I'm a slave
I'm a slave

Yeah, no
Yeah, no
Yeah, no

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Nothing To Lose - Lyrics - R U Still Down? (Remember Me) - 2pac

Title: Nothing To Lose
Album: R U Still Down? (Remember Me)
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): George Clinton, Tracy Lynn Curry, Kevin Rhames, Bernard Worrell, Lorenzo Jerald Patterson, Christopher Walker, Randy Walker, William E Collins, O'Shea Jackson, Tupac Shakur, Anthony Wheaton

Lyric:
The only way to change me is maybe blow my brains out
Stuck in the middle of the game to get the pain out
Pray to my God everyday but he don't listen
The poverty bothers me but mama's working wonders in the kitchen

Listen, I can hear her crying in the bedroom
Praying for money we never think would she be dead soon?
Am I wrong for wishing I was somewhere else?
At 13 can't feed myself

Can I blame daddy 'cause he left me? Wish he would've helped me
Too much like him 'til my mama don't love me
On my own at a early age getting paid
And I'm strapped so I'll never be afraid

Where did I go astray I'm hanging in the back streets?
Running with G's and dope fiends will they jack me?
Can't turn back my eyes on the prize
I got nothing to lose, everybody gotta die

Say good-bye to the bad guy that one you fucked when you passed by
Buck buck from a glock, tempered glass fly
Do or Die walk a mile in my shoes and you'd be crazy too
With nothing to lose

I've got nothing to lose, got nothing to lose
(That's why I got gang related)
Got nothing to lose, got nothing to lose
(That's why I got gang related)

Got nothing to lose, got nothing to lose
(That's why I got gang related)
Nothing to lose
(That's why I got gang related)

I thank the Lord for my many blessings
Though I'm stressing keep a vest for protection
From the barrel of the Smith & Wesson
And all my niggas in the pen', here we go again

Ain't nothing separating us from a mack 10
Born in the ghetto as a hustla older
Straight soldier bucking at them bustas
No matter how you try niggas never die

We just retaliate with hate then we multiply
See me striking down the block hitting co'ners
Mobbing like a muthafucka living like I wanna
Ain't no stopping at the red lights I'm sideways

Thug life muthafucka crime pays
Let the cops put they lights on, chase me nigga
Zig-zagging through the freeway, race me nigga
In a high speed chase with the law

The realest muthafucka that you ever saw
I'm living raw 'til they bury me don't worry me
I'm high living like I ain't afraid to die
And you could walk a mile in my shoes and you'd be crazy too
With nothing to lose

Got nothing to lose, got nothing to lose
(That's why I got gang related)
Got nothing to lose, got nothing to lose
(That's why I got gang related)

Nigga, nothing to lose, nothing to lose
(That's why I got gang related)
Nothing to lose
(That's why I got gang related)

Ain't no escape from a deadly fate
And everyday there's a million black bodies put away
I'm starting to lose hope, it seems everybody's on dope
Mama told me to leave 'cause she was broke

Sometimes I choke on the indo, peeping out the window
Alone on my own, I'm a criminal
Got no love from the household I'm out cold
In the streets give me muthafucking peace

I got nothing to lose and something to prove
What do I do live thug life nigga stay true?
I wonder when they kill me is there a Heaven for a real G?
Lord, forgive me if you feel me

'Cause all my life I was dirt broke
With no hope lil skinny muthafucka wanting dough
I hated cutting suckers with my razor blade
But everyday it's a struggle to get major paid

Anyway it's so hard on a nigga in this city
No pity and ain't no love for the scrubs that be buying time
If you could walk a mile in my shoes you'd be crazy too
With nothing to lose

Got nothing to lose, nigga, nothing to lose
(That's why I got gang related)
Got nothing to lose, nigga, nothing to lose
(That's why I got gang related)

That's why I got gang related
(Got nothing to lose)
That's why I got gang related

It was a what type nigga be a thug life nigga
We be the craziest, muthafucka
You know, it was a what type nigga be a thug life nigga
We be the craziest

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I'M Hungry - Lyrics - Split Personality - Cassidy

Title: I'M Hungry
Album: Split Personality
Artist: Cassidy
Composer(s): Carl Ridenhour, Barry Reese, James Boxley, K Dean, D Stinson, Hank Shocklee

Lyric:
I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I be out there in the street 'cuz I gotta eat
My mom gotta eat, lil' brother gotta eat

I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I be out there in the street 'cuz I gotta eat
My squad gotta eat, baby mother gotta eat

I refuse to go back to bein' broke again
I'd rather load the toast wit the shells and sell coke again
Rather put the blow on the scale and sell dope again
Rather put the dro in the L and inhale smoke again

I refuse to go back to bein' poor again
I'd rather sell dimes outside of the corner store again
Put the guns up and run up in the corner store again
Rather take my gat to Iraq and go to war wit them

I refuse to go back to bein' down again
I'd rather walk around all day wit the tre pound again
Hop out on a clown wit the K and spray rounds again
Get you dug up out ya grave and laid down again

I refuse to go back to no dough again
I'd rather go to my young boy that grow dro again
Then make a young boy strip wit the 4-4 again
I even make my bitch strip and then go go again

I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I be out there in the street 'cuz I gotta eat
My mom gotta eat, lil' brother gotta eat

I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I be out there in the street 'cuz I gotta eat
My squad gotta eat, baby mother gotta eat

I ain't tryna go back to livin' gutter man
That's why I'm stackin' this cheese to feed my mother, man
Plus I got a step pop and a little brother, man
And I still gotta take care of my baby mother, man

Now I'm signed some cats is not actin' right
They be thinkin' I'm stackin' 'cuz I be rappin', right?
When you dead the bread can't bring you back to life
But I got family to feed and they got appetites

So I ain't tryna be ridin' on the bus again
Workin' a 9 to 5 that's why I'm husslin'
Got rhymes line for line, man I'm crushin' 'em
This little 9 of mine, man I'm bustin' 'em

I gotta stay on my grind 'cuz I ain't eatin' right
Got bags under my eyes 'cuz I ain't sleepin' right
Even if I ain't beefin' I gotta keep the pipe
You got cake, I'mma eat a slice, nigga

I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I be out there in the street 'cuz I gotta eat
My mom gotta eat, lil' brother gotta eat

I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I be out there in the street 'cuz I gotta eat
My squad gotta eat, baby mother gotta eat

Man I'm just like a dude in the crib wit no food in the fridge
And I'm just like the guy that you saw that was robbin' the store
And I'm just like the dude on the block that be movin' the rock
And I'm just like the hustlin' cat that be bustin' his gat
That's why I do what I do

You would too if you knew what I knew
I cop ostriches, got beef like sausages
And I'm hungry as a hostage is
So I'mma keep sellin' coke to ya

'Cuz niggaz gotta eat in the street, it's like a little Ethiopia
That's why I be out here in the street
'Cuz 'till the day I die, man I gotta eat

I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I be out there in the street 'cuz I gotta eat
My mom gotta eat, lil' brother gotta eat

I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I be out there in the street 'cuz I gotta eat
My squad gotta eat, baby mother gotta eat

I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I be out there in the street 'cuz I gotta eat
My mom gotta eat, lil' brother gotta eat

I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I'm hungry, I'm hungry
I be out there in the street 'cuz I gotta eat

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6 Minutes Of Pleasure - Lyrics - Mama Said Knock You Out - Ll Cool J

Title: 6 Minutes Of Pleasure
Album: Mama Said Knock You Out
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): J T Smith, M Williams

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Lyric:
I know why you're here
I ain't sayin' nothin'

Aiyyo baby I know why you're here
I know what you're doing, I can see it in your eyes
You're up to somethin', I know what it is
But we're still cool and we can socialize

I'm peepin' ya baby I'm holdin' back
I'm not lettin' go 'cause a fool doesn't
Have a shoulder to cry on, so, give me a kiss
And you service whether you like a mister or a miss

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Baby you're my dear I know why you're here
I know why you came I know what you're thinkin'
I know what you need and that's what I've got
You think I'm goin' crazy no I'm not drinking

I know what you want, I made ya want it
Take my hand listen to the man
You have a plan don't even risk it
What do you want a biscuit?

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Six minutes, six minutes
Six minutes, six minutes

Honey, I know what you're up to I know how you're livin'
I know where you go when you leave my house
I know what your dreams are but I dream too
You're with a man you're not with a mouse

I see how you stare I see how you smile
I see right through now act like you knew
I know all about where you been runnin'
Wipe your feet before you come in

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Yeah, that's smooth, let's just sit here and relax
While my man plays the piano for us
Sip somethin' mellow and it's us while you're here
But of course I ain't sayin' nothin'

Okay, now that you know I know you know
That I know you know and that's the move so sit right here
Whisper in my ear caress my chest
And say somethin' smooth but don't forget I'll know what you'll say

Just what I thought I know the routine
I know the routine just what I thought
I know you tell the truth I know you don't lie
Ssh, close your eyes

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

I won't tell if you won't tell
It's cool with me
I know why you're here
I ain't sayin' nothin'

I know why you're here
I know

I ain't sayin' nothin'

I know why you're here
And I'm going nowhere girl
I know why you're here
I ain't sayin' nothin'

I know why you're here
I ain't sayin' nothin'
I know you don't love me
I know why you're here
But I ain't sayin' nothin'

I know why you're here
I ain't sayin' nothin'
I know you don't love me
But I ain't sayin' nothin'
(I know why you're here)
I ain't sayin'

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Rather Unique - Lyrics - Az

Title: Rather Unique
Artist: Az
Composer(s): Anthony Cruz, Antonio Hardy, Peter Phillips

Lyric:
Rock the house
East New York, East New York
East New York, East New York
East New York, East New York
East New York, East New York
To my nigga AZ to the fullest

We was already loyal to people's minds and mulianis
Now we more fucked up with a mayor named Guliani
You can try to bomb me analyze but can't define me
My mind's divine heavily entwined with Ghandi's

Far from feeble, I leave your nostrils hard to breathe through
'Cause my cerebrals are more of a higher plane than the Hebrews
Well my mic devotion brings out my deepest emotions
Overdosing wannabes posing sending them through convulsions

To hard to follow, you took a bite but couldn't swallow
Your mind's boggled but I'm as deep as Donald Goines novels
My whole persona's kinda laid back like a recliner
And since my mama, I been fucking with marijuana

Wavy-haired, my skin got a money getting glare
Strictly menace wear, making off a Guinness beer
So where it all begins is here destiny and me finally meet
So how can I be weak? I'm rather unique

Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique

Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique

My verbals rip shit brains give birth to thoughts in triplets
Fuck it I'm on some flip shit ready to let my clip spit, dramatical
Vocals release shells like automatics
Do music's magical causing any battle to be tragical

I got styles sick as hell, sicker than sickle cell anemia
Slaughter your circulatory like leukemia
Filled with larceny, who want parts of me?
I'm vicious, mad malicious 'cause it's real on this road to riches

I got this mastered, other rappers'll craft it
Weak and wicked camoflauged as killers how they speak and kick it
Peep this uniqueness nonbelievers I'm leaving speechless
Left to chokers and skunk smoke was coming through the speakers

Surgically nice with any verbal device trife, breathing life into mics
My insight's beyond the twilight so die, fight, no surrender, no retreat
Techniques speak I'm rather unique

I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique

Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique

So it's gonna take more than your astrologist to knowledge this
A physiologist couldn't even figure out the exoticness
Raps demolishing certified the way I style it
My wordplay blaze with the rays of ultra violence

My culture's smiling, getting more in depth with each breath
My biography follows the footsteps of Malcolm X
Money and sex, Gore-Tex Donna Karan and Guess
Finesse, success through the life stress mics I blessed

Puffing trees to get me high as trapeze
Flipping Japanese at ease when I'm stacking G's
So let's discuss, plus degrees
How the rhyme forces the source for thoughts that's lost
So don't cross 'cause it'll cost

The ghetto savior, smooth, the real playa with flavor
Moves be major with unexplainable behavior
The word's on the street so keep your ears to the concrete
Why I'm rather unique

Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique

Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique

Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique

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Naggin Part Ii (The Answer) Performed By Ms Flawless And Tha Rhythum - Lyrics - Ying Yang Twins

Title: Naggin Part Ii (The Answer) Performed By Ms Flawless And Tha Rhythum
Artist: Ying Yang Twins
Composer(s): Charlotte Crooms, Eric Jackson, Deongelo Holmes, Shandrialia Alexander, Michael Antoine Crooms

Lyric:
What it is?
Most of us women, we just good at what we do
But what y'all need to remember is, don't do what we do
You do what we tell you to do, c'mon

Every now and then you get mad
You treat me bad and it makes me sad
Always in the street chasin' ass
That's why a bitch be naggin'

When you get here, I'll be gone
I've always known, I should'a left yo ass alone
That's why a bitch be

When you get here, I'll be gone
I've always known, I should'a left yo ass alone
That's why a bitch be

This is for them, niggaz
Who be swearin', they catchin' no feeling's
'Cause don't get yourself caught up in a mess
'Cause half of them poppin', the rest of them flesh y'all

Better pay attention
For I'ma put y'all up on a li'l pimp and listen
When they flip the script
You try it to the hip and you take it to they whip

Yeah, I'ma tell you what I can't stand
It's when I end up with a half ass man
Gotta be like momma, hold his hand
Treat you like shit 'cause that's all you understand

All you care 'bout is hoes and them clothes and them shows
Comin' home 3 and 4 every night
And got 'nan other time talkin' to me outta line
When your boyz 'round, you always wanna shine

Every now and then you get mad
You treat me bad and it makes me sad
Always in the street chasin' ass
That's why a bitch be naggin'

When you get here, I'll be gone
I've always known, I should'a left yo ass alone
That's why a bitch be

When you get here, I'll be gone
I've always known, I should'a left yo ass alone
That's why a bitch be

Make money, grip, keep your jewels and your chick on the side
And your clubs and your dubs and your chromed out ride
And you E of your go shit, if you wanna go jit
Go get, go skit mutherfuckin' go swurr

You don't think I understand
I ain't give up everything for you to be playin'
Oh, you think you slick when you tell me she only your friend
Damn right, I'ma trip nigga where you been, hold up

Wut'chu talkin' 'bout throwin' them blows, I drop them geez
And them bows that you want all for
'Cause you use to them fake ass hoez
Use to them broke ass knows, go down foes

I be goin' in on a hen for ten on your dub, so show your girl love
I'm all in your ear 'cause you smokin' on that herb
And you 'bout to hit the curb and you getting on my nerves

Every now and then you get mad
You treat me bad and it makes me sad
Always in the street chasin' ass
That's why a bitch be naggin'

When you get here, I'll be gone
I've always known, I should'a left yo ass alone
That's why a bitch be

When you get here, I'll be gone
I've always known, I should'a left yo ass alone
That's why a bitch be

Man, you know it's all about your loot
And don't be getting mad at me and actin' stupid
I ain't the one to be on the phone
I'ma hit the streets, I ain't stayin' home alone nigga, I'm gone

Yeah, I'm with another friend
He got dividends and he drive a big black Benz
You ain't lickin' and stickin' it
Suckin' up on nothin', we know that hood stop frontin'

Now it's a damn shame that you demented me trick
I ain't never had no love for no bitch
Niggaz 'cause they hoes to me
I'm only with you because I chose to be

But now I'm on my way up out the door
Do I wanna think about it? Hell, no
You shoulda thought about that before I gotta leave you alone
And I'ma take everything in the home for the dog and the bone

Every now and then you get mad
You treat me bad and it makes me sad
Always in the street chasin' ass
That's why a bitch be naggin'

When you get here, I'll be gone
I've always known, I should'a left yo ass alone
That's why a bitch be

When you get here, I'll be gone
I've always known, I should'a left yo ass alone
That's why a bitch be

[Incomprehensible], yeah, yeah yeah
[Incomprehensible], bitch, come on
[Incomprehensible]

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Sun Don'T Shine - Lyrics - U Gotta Feel Me - Lil' Flip

Title: Sun Don'T Shine
Album: U Gotta Feel Me
Artist: Lil' Flip
Composer(s): Oscar Salinas, Wesley Eric Weston, Juan Salinas

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Lyric:
I thank God everyday for pavin' the way
'Cause he made me what I am today
A young entrepreneur with amazin' talent
In order to be the best you must take the challenge
I'm tryin' a be number one 'cause number two don't matter
People try to pull you down when you climb the ladder
Niggaz hate to see you up but they love it when you down
That's why I'm always quiet when I come around

'Cause talk is cheap, that's why I rap
I'm gettin' NBA money with no salary cap
Momma, it feel good puttin' money in your mailbox
This for my niggaz locked up in the cell blocks

Sun don't shine
That's why I spit these rhymes
To ease my mind
For real, I gotta get away

Sun don't shine
That's why I spit these rhymes
To ease my mind
For real, I gotta get away

In life, you go through joy and pain
And when somebody close die, it give you a migraine
And a whole lot a stress, a whole lot a tears
Days turn into nights, nights turn into years
I'm not happy here, I want another atmosphere
I gotta get away, just to get my mind clear
That's why I smoke so much, 'cause it relieve my stress
Just imagine, everyday I gotta wear my vest

I gotta watch my back 'cause niggaz plottin' a jack
When you see these movin' like crack, you feel that
And to my niggaz in jail, you better keep your head up
And to my niggaz in the hood, keep your bread up

But the sun don't shine
That's why I spit these rhymes
To ease my mind
For real, I gotta get away

Sun don't shine
That's why I spit these rhymes
To ease my mind
For real, I gotta get away

If I died today, shit, I lived my life
And if I could do it again, I'd do it twice
No mo' movin' white or shootin' dice
Or creepin' late night tryin' a screw your wife
'Cause I'm a changed man, with the heart of a lion
Even if I was a midget, I'd fight a giant
I never give up, I'm from the home of the Braves
I'm still ballin' like Pac, from the cradle to the grave

But the sun don't shine
That's why, I spit these rhymes
To ease my mind
For real, I gotta get away

But the sun don't shine
That's why, I spit these rhymes
To ease my mind
For real, I gotta get away

Sun don't shine
That's why, I spit these rhymes
To ease my mind
For real, I gotta get away

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Never Let Me Down - Lyrics - College Dropout - Kanye West

Title: Never Let Me Down
Album: College Dropout
Artist: Kanye West
Composer(s): Shawn C Carter, Michael Bolton, James Richardson, Kanye Omari West, Bruce Kuklick

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Lyric:
Oh, baby, tell the motherfuckers

When it comes to bein' true, at least true to me
One thing I found, one thing I found
Oh, no you'll never let me down

Get up, I get down, get up, I get down
Get up, I get down, get up, I get down
Get up, I get down, get up, I get down

Yo, first I snatched the streets, then I snatched the charts
First I had they ear, now I have they heart
Rappers came an' went, I've been here from the start
I seen them put it together, watch them take it apart

Seen the rollers roll up wit ribbons
I seen a repoe, resolded, then redriven
So when I reload, he holds number one positions
When you hot, I'm hot an' when your feet cold, mines are sizzlin'

It's plain to see, niggas can't fuck wit me
'Cuz I'ma be that nigga for life, this is not an image
This is God-given, this is hard livin'
Mixed wit Cristal sippin', it's the most consistent

Hov give you the most hits you can fit inside a whole disc
An' nigga, I'm home on these charts, y'all niggas visitin'
It's Hov tradition, Jeff Gordon of rap
I'm back to claim pole position, holla at ya' boy

Get up, I get down, get up, I get down
Get up, I get down, get up

I get down for my grandfather, who took my momma
Made her sit in that seat where white folks ain't want us to eat
At the tender age of 6, she was arrested for the sittin'
An' with that in my blood, I was born to be different

Now niggas can't make it to battles to chose leadership
But we can make it to Jacobs an' to the dealership
That's why I hear new music an' I just don't be feelin' it
Racism still alive, they just be concealin' it

But I know they don't want me in the damn club
They even make me show ID to get inside of Sam's Club
I did dirt an' went to church to get my hands scrubbed
I swear I've been baptized at least 3 or 4 times

But in the land where niggas praise, Yukon's are gettin' paid
It's gon' take a lot more than coupons to get us saved
Like it take a lot more than do-rags to get your waves
Nothin' sad as that day, my girl father passed away

So I promise to Mr. Rainey, "I'm gonna marry your daughter"
An' you know I gotta thank you for they way that she was brought up
An' I know that you were smilin' when you seen the car I bought her
An' you sent tears from Heaven when you seen my car get balled up

But I can't complain what the accident did to my left eye
'Cuz look what a accident did to Left Eye
First Aaliyah, now Romeo Must Die
I know I got angels watchin' me from the other side

When it comes to bein' true, at least true to me
One thing I found, one thing I found
Oh, no you'll never let me down

Get up, I get down, get up, I get down
Get up, I get down, get up, I get down
Get up, I get down, get up, I get down

We're all here for a reason on a particular path
You don't need a curriculum to know that you are part of the math
Cats think I'm delirious, but I'm so damn serious
That's why I expose my soul to the globe, the world

I'm tryin' to make it better for these little boys and girls
I'm not just another individual, my spirit is a part of this
That's why I get spiritual, but I get my hymns from Him
So it's not me, it's He that's lyrical

I'm not a miracle, I'm a Heaven-sent instrument
My rhythmatic regimen navigates melodic notes
For your soul and your mental
That's why I'm instrumental

Vibrations is what I'm into, yeah, I need my lubarinde
But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunte Kinte
I'm tryin' 'Give us us free' like sinkay
I can't stop, that's why I'm hot

Determination, dedication, motivation
I'm talkin' to you, my many inspirations
When I say it I can't, let you or self down

If I were on the highest cliff, on the highest rift
And you slipped off the side and clenched on to your life in my grip
I would never, ever let you down

And when these words are found
Let it been known that God's penmanship has been signed
With a language called love, that's why my breath is felt by the deaf
And why my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind
I, too, dream in color and in rhyme

So I guess I'm one of a kind in a full house
'Cuz whenever I open my heart, my soul, or my mouth
A touch of God rains out, take 'em to church

When it comes to bein' true, at least true to me
One thing I found, one thing I found
I know you'll never let me down

Get up, I get, get up, I get
Get up, I get, get up, I get
Get up, I get, get up, I get down

Who else you know been hot this long?
Started from nothin' but he got this strong
Picked the rock from a pebble, peddled rock before I met you
Peddle bikes, got my nephews pedal bikes because they special

Let you tell that man I thought it, well, somebody must've taught him
'Cause every fourth quarter, I light the Mike Jord' in 'em
Number one albums, what? I got, like, four of them
More of them on the way, the eighth wonder on the way

Clear the way, I'm here to stay, y'all can save the chitter chat
"This an' that", "This an' Jay", this an' Jay'll get you maced
When I start spittin' them lyrics, niggas get very religious
Six Hail Marys please, Father, forgive us

Young, the archbishop, the Pope John Paul of y'all niggas
The way y'all all follow Jigga
Hov's a livin' legend an' I'll tell you why
Everybody wanna be Hov an' Hov's still alive

Down, down, down
Down, down, down

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Rap Name - Lyrics - Obie Trice

Title: Rap Name
Artist: Obie Trice
Composer(s): Raymond Grant, Keith Omar Murray, Richard Grant, Obie Trice

Lyric:
Obie Trice, real name, no gimmicks
Rap, I been in it ever since I was invented
That's 'cuz a nigga live it
My records wield digits in history
Niggaz you be the witness

I got the white boys mad at me
'Cuz 'em signed another black boy like he nigga happy
Caucasians, Marshall knows talent
Obie Trice a riot that's why he's hired

I hit ya raves, balloons and E's
And bang all your European Pamela Lee's
Fuckin' aye or how we say it round my way

Fo sho, Trice gon' blow, then I'm off to them shows
I'm off across the globe, until my accounts all swoll
For young Kobe, big things, act like ya know me
Not a soul can hold me, I'm here

That's why I ain't got no
(Rap name)
The name's
(Obie Trice)
(They see me on the streets they be like, yo, he nice)
So I came to the game
(Real name, no gimmicks)

Rap my living that's why I ain't got no
(Rap name)
The name's
(Obie Trice)
(They see me on the streets they be like, yo, he nice)
So I came to the game
(Real name, no gimmicks)
Rap my living that's why I ain't got no

It didn't take much, one hot single
(Bam)
Smiles and handshakes my man
The industry greeted me with open arms
With no type of flak 'cuz O. Trice got that
Fugaze y'all rap, who gave y'all dat?

New wave of muzack that your all lovin'
Got your broads on my balls huggin'
Even my next-of-kin's famous
(Obie's your cousin?)
Please believe it, I'm as down to Earth as Chris Rock
Gettin' hit by trucks, starin' at twat
A big cannon in ya G-spot

Me not arrogant girl, me keep them freaks hot
Whether or not you believe my status
I'm prepared to be the baddest on the rap that's happenin'
Put the mitten back on the map with Mathers and win this

That's why I ain't got no
(Rap name)
The name's
(Obie Trice)
(They see me on the streets they be like, yo, he nice)
So I came to the game
(Real name, no gimmicks)

Rap my living that's why I ain't got no
(Rap name)
The name's
(Obie Trice)
(They see me on the streets they be like, yo, he nice)
So I came to the game
(Real name, no gimmicks)
Rap my living that's why I ain't got no

Well, I'm drunk right now but still I got a gun
Beef? Best-a run
(Cocked and two shots)
'Cuz when I pop, people's flesh get numb
And whoa, ya might not make it till ya young

The only one with okay's wanna blaze
Meet my little friends on racks in my den
Pull 'em out, that's when the action begins
And ya block, remind you of 'Mad Max' the film

Deserted, that's word to vacant homes
2002 Trice up in ya headphones
(If it's ya system)
Trice up in ya bows
(If it's ya women)
Then Trice up in ya hoes

I suppose that I am kinda cocky, when it's dealin'
With raps, chicks, and cats out to sock me
I handle it like Rocky, Jake Sneed
Rakim, Eric B., O's a G

That's why I ain't got no
(Rap name)
The name's
(Obie Trice)
(They see me on the streets they be like, yo, he nice)
So I came to the game
(Real name, no gimmicks)

Rap my living that's why I ain't got no
(Rap name)
The name's
(Obie Trice)
(They see me on the streets they be like, yo, he nice)
So I came to the game
(Real name, no gimmicks)
Rap my living that's why I ain't got no

Rap name, rap name, Obie Trice
You can get stomped by Obie

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Rap Name (Remix) - Lyrics - Obie Trice

Title: Rap Name (Remix)
Artist: Obie Trice
Composer(s): Raymond Grant, Keith Omar Murray, Richard Grant, Obie Trice

Lyric:
Obie Trice, real name, no gimmicks
Rap, I been in it ever since I was invented
That's 'cuz a nigga live it
My records wield digits in history
Niggaz you be the witness

I got the white boys mad at me
'Cuz 'em signed another black boy like he nigga happy
Caucasians, Marshall knows talent
Obie Trice a riot that's why he's hired

I hit ya raves, balloons and E's
And bang all your European Pamela Lee's
Fuckin' aye or how we say it round my way

Fo sho, Trice gon' blow, then I'm off to them shows
I'm off across the globe, until my accounts all swoll
For young Kobe, big things, act like ya know me
Not a soul can hold me, I'm here

That's why I ain't got no
(Rap name)
The name's
(Obie Trice)
(They see me on the streets they be like, yo, he nice)
So I came to the game
(Real name, no gimmicks)

Rap my living that's why I ain't got no
(Rap name)
The name's
(Obie Trice)
(They see me on the streets they be like, yo, he nice)
So I came to the game
(Real name, no gimmicks)
Rap my living that's why I ain't got no

It didn't take much, one hot single
(Bam)
Smiles and handshakes my man
The industry greeted me with open arms
With no type of flak 'cuz O. Trice got that
Fugaze y'all rap, who gave y'all dat?

New wave of muzack that your all lovin'
Got your broads on my balls huggin'
Even my next-of-kin's famous
(Obie's your cousin?)
Please believe it, I'm as down to Earth as Chris Rock
Gettin' hit by trucks, starin' at twat
A big cannon in ya G-spot

Me not arrogant girl, me keep them freaks hot
Whether or not you believe my status
I'm prepared to be the baddest on the rap that's happenin'
Put the mitten back on the map with Mathers and win this

That's why I ain't got no
(Rap name)
The name's
(Obie Trice)
(They see me on the streets they be like, yo, he nice)
So I came to the game
(Real name, no gimmicks)

Rap my living that's why I ain't got no
(Rap name)
The name's
(Obie Trice)
(They see me on the streets they be like, yo, he nice)
So I came to the game
(Real name, no gimmicks)
Rap my living that's why I ain't got no

Well, I'm drunk right now but still I got a gun
Beef? Best-a run
(Cocked and two shots)
'Cuz when I pop, people's flesh get numb
And whoa, ya might not make it till ya young

The only one with okay's wanna blaze
Meet my little friends on racks in my den
Pull 'em out, that's when the action begins
And ya block, remind you of 'Mad Max' the film

Deserted, that's word to vacant homes
2002 Trice up in ya headphones
(If it's ya system)
Trice up in ya bows
(If it's ya women)
Then Trice up in ya hoes

I suppose that I am kinda cocky, when it's dealin'
With raps, chicks, and cats out to sock me
I handle it like Rocky, Jake Sneed
Rakim, Eric B., O's a G

That's why I ain't got no
(Rap name)
The name's
(Obie Trice)
(They see me on the streets they be like, yo, he nice)
So I came to the game
(Real name, no gimmicks)

Rap my living that's why I ain't got no
(Rap name)
The name's
(Obie Trice)
(They see me on the streets they be like, yo, he nice)
So I came to the game
(Real name, no gimmicks)
Rap my living that's why I ain't got no

Rap name, rap name, Obie Trice
You can get stomped by Obie

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You - Lyrics - Moodring - Mya

Title: You
Album: Moodring
Artist: Mya
Composer(s): Kevin Veney, Marthea Jackson, Marquis Collins, Loren Hill, Richard Shelton

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Lyric:
I didn't know you'd change my world around
When you came into my life, I found
That what I've been searchin' for, for years
Is standin' right in front of me

A friend you were to me
Whenever you stayed up and talked to me
Now it's so hard to believe
That you're here with me, oh

You, you're that special one for me
It's you
(You)
You have everythin' I need in you

No one else can treat me like you do
Do do do do
That's why I'm here with you
Mmm, yeah yeah yeah

The special bond that we share
Nothin' else on this earth compares
It seems like the flower continues to grow
(Grow)
Blossom into somethin' beautiful

I reach out my hand to you
(I reach out my hand to you)
And hope one day you'll say, I do
(Say, I do)

Anything
(Anything)
Everything
(Everything)
Hope for your love 'cause you

You, you're the special one for me
(That special one for me)
It's you
(It's you)

You have everything I need
(Have everything I need)
In you
(In you)

No one else can treat me like you do
(No one else could ever treat me like you do)
Do do do
(Like you do, like you do)
That is why I'm here with you
(You)

You're that special one for me

All I need is you
(All I need is you)
All I need is you
(All I need is you)
Hey, yeah yeah yeah

You
(You)
You're that special one for me
(You and me, yeah, you and me)

It's you
(We were meant to be, whoa)
You have everything I need
(Have everything that I will ever need)

In you
(Oh)
No one else can treat me like you do
(No one else can treat me like you do)

Do do do do
(You're that special one, oh)
That's why I'm here with you
(You're that special one)

You, you're that special one for me
(For, me)
It's you
(It's you, oh)
You have everything I need
(You have everything I will ever need, yeah)

In you
(Mmm)
No one else can treat me like you do
(I'll never find another who can do me like you do)

Do do do
(Like you do, like you do)
That's why I'm here with you
(Oh, that's why I'm here with you)

You you you
You you you
You you you
...

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Standin' On The Edge - Lyrics - Colin James

Title: Standin' On The Edge
Artist: Colin James
Composer(s): Jerry Lynn Williams

Lyric:
Late last night I was dreamin'
I was dreamin' of your charms
And I was standin' on the edge of love baby
With you in my arms

Well, you whispered sweet things and you told me
You told me that you'd love me and you'd always be true
And that you'd stand on the edge of love with me
And I'll stand with you

That's why I'm standin' on the edge of love
And I'm just about to slip and fall
That's why I'm standin' on the edge of love baby
Waitin' on your call

Well, a young man's mind will wonder
And wander off to distant shores
And if you'd just come here and stand with me
I won't wander no more

Well, I promise that I'll stop all of my gamblin'
Stop stayin' out late all night
Might even settle down, baby
Treat ourselves right

Yeah, don't you know that's why I'm standin' on the edge of love
And I'm just about to slip and fall
That's why I'm standin' on the edge of love baby
Waitin' on your call
One more time, yeah

Standin' on the edge of love

Yeah, that's why I'm standin' on the edge of love
And I'm just about to slip and fall
That's why I'm standin' on the edge of love baby
Waitin' on your call

Yeah, that's why I'm standin' on the edge of love
And I'm just about to lose my mind
That's why I'm standin' on the edge of love baby
Waitin' on you one more time

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