The Good, The Bad And The Ugly - Lyrics - Kanye West

Title: The Good, The Bad And The Ugly
Artist: Kanye West
Composer(s): Willie Mitchell, Dexter Raymond Mills Jr., Kanye Omari West

Lyric:
Ayyo, good morning, America, good morning to Erica
Who gave me good *** while watching good morning America
And good day, New York, have a good day in court
My homies drive around the hood and that's a good place to start

I never liked the goodbyes, always caught a good vibe
Always had a good time, could always spot a good guy
From a good guy, look alive, look alive, look or try
You know that old saying what they say about good guys

I guess that's why I went bad, needed all my chicks bad
Fiends needed it bad, started hittin' liqs' bad
Had to get that work off before that s*** went bad
If not, it gets bad and things will only get bad

So now I'm getting bad skin and I got that badge and
Tellin' me them bastards don't catch a bad break
Caught a bad rate on whip with bad brakes
I'm caught up in these bad ways havin' a bad day

So now the game's ugly and my pain's ugly
And my chain's ugly, things became ugly [Incomprehensible]
Got a stain and its musty, wakin' up looking crusty
And miss thang who's ugly is sayin' to me, "Don't touch me"

I went from pretty Willie to pretty silly
But I'm still pretty gully so you know thin's will still get pretty ugly
And this is for the hoods, the crabs, the junkies
We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly

We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
B.I.G. said get ya money ain't no telling they gon' love me
We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
When your money get funny and them days ain't sunny

We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
*** give pounds and hug me, know they really wanna slug me
We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
And this is for the hood, you got to love me

Good morning to ummm, I don't remember your name
But I remember the brain, here go a fare for the train and
Good morning to Chi-Town, where my *** ride down
And bust clowns and look for some bust downs to bust down

Yeah, she ain't got a car she on the bus now
But her gear is bangin', she one of us now
I wanted badly to bone 'cuz she was bad to the bone
She from a batter home, she mad when she at home

So I gave her my number to beep off, she wanted to take a week off
Bustin' scary movie ***, I had to get the freak off
The new Tom Cruise, took the Moulin Rouge on a too long cruise
She said, "I ain't *** you with them two long shoes"

And I get bougie in a grape poupon mood
So I'ma act cheap in a coupon mood
She said, "Ye' you don't love me?"
I told her it was good, it's too bad, yeah ugly

We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
B.I.G. said, get ya money, ain't no telling they gon' love me
We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
And this for the hood, you got to love me

Ayyo, good morning to Queens, the North side of my scene
And when it comes down to it, I'm a ride for my team
See it's a beautiful life but the bills will make it ugly
And the beauty of life is when you're forced to make it ugly

Had a beautiful night 'til a storm done made it ugly
And a beautiful wife, now we divorcing and it's ugly
Now my mind state is ugly, my blind dates are ugly
And I'm ready to turn it up in these streets and make it ugly

Used to sit in Mr. Uglies with these sisters that was ugly
And these *** used to bug me to the point it made me ugly
And say things that was ugly and lead a ball abruptly
But I took it all back 'cuz God don't like ugly

Now I'm curbin' my bad words, they say that the bad burn
I left it on bad terms with a chic with a bad perm
Whose case took a bad turn and face caught a bad burn
And took the news bad when they said, she had bad germs

The bad thing about it was she was bad and 'bout it
But you know what smelled bad so I had to get up out it
So now we got bad blood, her son is a bad blood
But it happens in the hood when you inherit that bad blood

And once it get bad, it be bad for good
And that's bad meaning bad, not bad meaning good
But I greet it as good when you leave with the good
It's all good in the hood, got called good 'cuz it's good

Now I'm havin' some good nights, livin' this good life
Got me a good girl that I'ma make me a good wife
So I'm good to go and I'm good where I go
Come on, man got good aim and that's a good thing to know

And he came home for good, off of good behavior
Spittin' that good game so what's good with this paper?
And this is for the hoods, the crabs, the junkies
We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly

Ayyo, we showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
B.I.G. said get ya money, ain't no telling they gon' love me
We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
When your money get funny and them days ain't sunny

We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
*** give pounds and hug me, know they really wanna slug me
We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
And this for the hood, you got to love me

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I Don'T Think So - Lyrics - Hall &Amp; Oates

Title: I Don'T Think So
Artist: Hall &Amp; Oates
Composer(s): Sara Allen, David Bellochio, Alan Gorrie, Daryl Hall

Lyric:
We've been through this time together
All in my mind, yeah, love was so alive
Oh, I never wanted for another
Then I saw the beginnings of a lie, oh

(Good times and the bad times)
Through the good times
And the bad times with me
(Good times and the bad times)
Yeah, I wonder why I never see

(Good times and the bad times)
Oh, maybe there was always
Something wrong
(Good times and the bad times)
Did I wait too long?

You said you'd love me for all of your life
(Baby, I don't think so)
Through the best than the best
And the worst of the times
(Baby, I don't think so)

Oh, you said the world was a beautiful place
(Baby, I don't think so)
Come on, you swore the love was perfectly safe
(Baby, I don't think so)

People can only stay together
If in their hearts they know they
Can say what's on their minds
Would you say?

(Good times and the bad times)
If it can't really be then I gotta move on
(Good times and the bad times)
Is it really time? Hey, hey

You said you'd love me for all of your life
(Baby, I don't think so)
Oh through the best than the best
And the worst of the times
(Baby, I don't think so)

Yeah, you said the world was a beautiful place
(Baby, I don't think so)
Come on, you swore the love was perfectly safe
(Baby, I don't think so)

Said the check's in the mail
And the mail's on time
(Baby, I don't think so)
Said out of touch ain't out of mind
(Baby, I don't think so)

Oh, couldn't live without me
And that's a fact
(Baby, I don't think so)
Love is real and it's not an act
(Baby, I don't think so)

Come on
(Good times and the bad times)
(Baby, I don't think so)
(Good times and the bad times)
(Baby, I don't think so)

(Good times and the bad times)
(Baby, I don't think so)
(Good times and the bad times)
(Baby, I don't think so)

(Baby, I don't think so)
(Baby, I don't think so)
(Baby, I don't think so)
...

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What Can I Do? - Lyrics - The Fix - Scarface

Title: What Can I Do?
Album: The Fix
Artist: Scarface
Composer(s): B Jordan, T Jones, K Price

Lyric:
Oh what can I do
What can I do
To make it better, yeah, yeah

I thank the Lord for every morning he allows me to rise
And though the sun is shining there's a cloud in the sky
Letting me know that at any moment there could be rain
And as beautiful as life is there still could be pain

Down the block I hear the sirens just-a screaming away
And then the inevitable happens the ending of days
Sad as it sounds, that's the price we've all got to pay
And the whole world knows the Lord give it and take it away

Live and I learn, I sit and watch my cigarette burn
Down to the ash, reminds me of the now and the past
I save me a prayer it's eventually I'll stand in the path
Of the souls on the dark roads that leads to the man

Do you hear them crying?
Waiting for someone
To come and dry these tears
Take away their fears

Another child is born bloody naked, clinging to life
Unaware of his surroundings or if breathing is right
In the arms of his mother as he looks in her eyes
He takes his first breath and he screams
The baby's alive

And at the same time another mother murders her kids
And the unbearable thought of this here just brings me to tears
It's hard enough we got to raise our kids to live in this world
So full of hate with no fate, and you're killing your pearls

And sometimes I got to sit it down and wonder myself
But then again I ain't Jesus and I couldn't help
But all I can do is hope I never live with the fact
That I hurt one of my seeds, 'cause dealing with that

Would be the hardest thing I'd ever have to do in my time
I'd have to take my own life too and I couldn't climb
That stairway that you hear me sing about in my rhyme
And a parent hurting his kid ain't a sign of the time

I know there's truth in that statement we just living to die
But I believe if you live it right, you'll live in the sky
Looking down on the good and the bad, the world as a whole
Now hopefully you did what you did 'fore you had to go

Do you hear them crying?
Waiting for someone
To come and dry these tears
Take away their fears
Can I make it better?
Can I ease the pain
That they are going through?
What can I do? what can I do?

I say goodbye to you cruel world, I see peace in the red sky
I see the beast when the dead die, relief when my head's high
Hear the streets up ahead cry, when the heat from the lead fly
Felt the grief when I said bye, before the sheets on my bed dried

The turn of the table, the tale of the tape
The destruction of human flesh of the not so great
The long list of the John Doe's that accompany the spirit
As the yells of the souls lost with hopes that god hears it

The resurrections of empty hearts crowd in the room
Muffled sounds of the outside echo the tomb, but I'm cool

Do you hear me?
The crying

Do you hear them crying?
Waiting for someone
To come and dry these tears
Take away their fears
Can I make it better?
Can I ease the pain
That they are going through?
What can I do?

Do you hear them crying?
Waiting for someone
To come and dry their tears
Take away their fears
Can I make it better?
Can I ease the pain
That they are going through?
What can I do?

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Lo - Evening News - Lyrics - Cee-Lo Green Is The Soul Machine - Cee

Title: Lo - Evening News
Album: Cee-Lo Green Is The Soul Machine
Artist: Cee
Composer(s): Christopher E Martin, Johnny Dankworth, Thomas Decarlo Callaway

Lyric:
And now, the night time

Late in the evening, there is the thieving and the trickin'
And the trappin' and they ain't actin'
We make it happen, we'll get the guns on anyone's
And get to clappin' even for rappin'

Does it surprise ya? We'll readjust
And reconcile and recognize up that I'm a writer
Oh yes I write up, now open wide
And let me put the night inside ya

This is music usually confused with major motion picture
No one is stricter about it being status for scripture
No put on your gut is goin', you're wearin' what don't fit ya
You better run little one, 'cause the rhythm's gonna getcha

And when it hits ya, it usually hits somebody with ya
Make 'em risk a total eclipse of sun to get richer
Baby, a little time and something fine that'll fix ya
With shield love you forgot to remember to miss the

The nightlife, the dark side of the city
Gon' be on 24 inches, and be defenseless
The nightlife, the dark side of my heart
Where no one really knows you and no one supposed you

The nightlife, the dark side of my soul
Where if somebody crossed you, kill 'em up off you
The nightlife, the dark side of the moon
Where the sun is scared to come, give me some

Take me where the darkness is still beautiful
Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
Wanna know, wanna go, wanna go
Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
Wanna know, wanna go, wanna go

Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha

Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha, hey it's gonna getcha
Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha

I'll be your lady, farewell the friend
I'll be honest and I'll pretend
I'll act like I love ya, I'll act like I love ya
You gotta listen to me now

Give me some now

Take me where the darkness is still beautiful

I've been runnin' since rock box, I've cocked locks
And locked blocks, and rocked rocks, and dropped tops
The obviously odd, five foot six inch guard in the flesh
I've been the best, I'll get in your chest and in the mess

In your vest and out your back without even getting out the 'llac
I lied about how I really handled that situation about the AK
I'll hit back if your lead was the only collateral you got I'll get back
Now get flat, say a prayer 'cause shorty want this s*** back, sit back

This chit-chat is pitch black but you can still see what I'm sayin'
And heavy is how I weigh in, niggaz love singin' sad songs
About how bad they want to stay in, either hold out on basketball playin'
Or make use of some yay' then

Lord shooo feel good to me, I promise, I promise
Not to ever, ever leave this night life alone
This me, me too, this me and me three
Have mercy

Take me where the darkness is still beautiful
Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
Wanna know, wanna go, wanna go
Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
Wanna know, wanna go, wanna go

Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha

Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha, hey it's gonna getcha
Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
It's gonna getcha

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Good News First - Lyrics - Snakes & Arrows - Rush

Title: Good News First
Album: Snakes & Arrows
Artist: Rush
Composer(s): Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Neil Peart

Lyric:
The best we can agree on
Is it could have been worse
What happened to your old
Benevolent universe?

You know the one with stars
That revolve around you
Beaming down full of promises
To bring good news

You used to feel that way
The saddest words you could ever say
But I know you?ll remember that day
And the most beautiful words I could ever say
And the most beautiful words I could ever say

The worst thing about it all
Is that you might have been right
And I?m still not really sure
What started that fight

And I still get this feeling
There?s more trouble ahead
So never mind the bad news
Let?s have the good news instead

You used to feel that way
The saddest words you could ever say
But I know you?ll remember that day
And the most beautiful words I could ever say
And the most beautiful words

Some would say they never fear a thing
Well, I do
And I?m afraid enough for both of us
For me and you

Time, if nothing else, will do its worst
So do me that favor and tell me the good news first
The good news first

You used to feel that way
The saddest words you could ever say
But I know you?ll remember that day
And the most beautiful words I could ever say
And the most beautiful words I could ever say
To the most beautiful words I could ever say

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Roll Again - Lyrics - Wooden Leather - Nappy Roots

Title: Roll Again
Album: Wooden Leather
Artist: Nappy Roots
Composer(s): William Hughes, David Shears, Ronald Wilson, Homer Banks, Vito Tisdale, Ernest Franklin, Kenneth Anthony, Carl Hampton, Brian Scott, Raymond Jackson, Mr Dj Melvin Adams

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Lyric:
Niggaz was goin' crazy with me, it was our first video, nigga
You know we was gone' come back to the country road
I don't know, yea, y'all, y'all ready to roll again?
Wuss up, let's ride then, ah, yup, hit 'em

Way before platinum there was a place we used to go
And ride for hours at a time on a country road
Whatever's troublin', you can let it go
I get out of the car and walk through it, visit the river and talk to it

Simply sayin', "Mr. Water, what is it that you runnin' from?"
Asked the bird in the tree, "What is it that you hummin' for?"
Now knowin' why the caged bird sings is wishin' to be free
Reminded myself of life and it's hold on me

Touring, the children, women, sexual resistance
Religion means so much to me, the church don't see enough of me
This way, that way, bendin' corners tryin' to get away
Sometimes you have to see a storm to appreciate a pretty day

Back in the car now, headed for the liquor store
God, what a vivid scene, diggin' what I just seen
Rolled up another one, still in a daze though
Gassed up at the Mini mart my mind on the country roads

I just wanna go on the country roads
And get blowed on the country roads again
Roll, been on the country roads again

I just wanna go on the country roads
And get blowed on the country roads again
Roll, been on the country roads again

Yo, we off in these backwoods caddy hoggin', nappy dang, ain't no joke
We glad they robbin' rap imposers for they problem no hope
It's cutthroat, we hungry starvin', chargin' for the front do'
You want mo'? We smoke and sparkin', jokers like the blunt go

Been shovin' folk for plenty miles, yes, I'm the type to grin and bear it
The second chance and out the box, I'm back again with 'dro and spirits
Look at me now, I found a spot, I'm down here by that rollin' river
Grab a rose and took me to a place, au revoir, I'm rollin' scriptures

Man these country roads makin' me zone out
Ridin' through all the bullshit that poppa would scold 'bout
But soon as my hustle got good I showed out
Quick to jump, I, 24, come back with plenty mo'

By '97 I was smokin' perfecto
The chains and the Willie Esco was the dresscode
We lost our littlest cousin Gwin, a skidrow
Tony Renfrow, rest in peace your kinfolks, I miss y'all

I just wanna go on the country roads
And get blowed on the country roads again
Roll, been on the country roads again

I just wanna go on the country roads
And get blowed on the country roads again
Roll, been on the country roads again

Dude what the hell are we doin'?
Back deep on these country roads blowin', gettin' in touch with my mind
No worries just striped lines and curve filled signs
When all the events throughout the day, good or bad somehow rewind
While I recline in my Cadillac seats

Hit the trees and press repeat
And let the melody of these windy roads keep my soul upbeat
No destination proposed
Just ridin' these country roads

Listen, this killer's that's willin' to catch a court case
Split your wig apart quicker than the divorce rate
Niggaz show out, go wild in the corpse cage
Blow out in the news and I don't mean the sports page
Get drowned in North Lake, could get found in horse cave

Fool, get down, the boy's crazy
Lil' Stille's with ambition, itchin' to fill my position
Replace me but by the Lord's grace still existin'

Should be in depression, Latrill is missin', cousins in prison
Heard Little Ricky was snitchin', now he's a born again Christian
Always had my suspicions, our teens with bad addictions
Family members gone overseas on a mission, we miss 'em

See you can travel straight through two different coasts
State to state, navigate this beautiful globe
In search of a plate full of food for the soul
I could taste it when the smoke hit my nose
On a place called country roads

I just wanna go on the country roads
And get blowed on the country roads again
Roll, been on the country roads again

I just wanna go on the country roads
And get blowed on the country roads again
Roll, been on the country roads again

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At The Stars - Lyrics - The Good, the Bad and the Beautiful - Cherry Monroe

Title: At The Stars
Album: The Good, the Bad and the Beautiful
Artist: Cherry Monroe
Composer(s): Matthew John Tokarsky, Bryan Patrick Campbell

Lyric:
You know that I, well, I hate to say
But I think I want you in the worst way
And I'm too, too drunk to put up a fight
I've been taking punches all night
You're so predictable in every way
You're so predictable and I'm

Outside your house
Drunk and screaming at the stars, yeah
I'm outside your house
Drunk and screaming at the stars

You know I'm driving myself insane
I'm driving myself off your pretty plain
And I wish, I was you so I could see
Just what it's like to walk all over me
You're so predictable in every way
You're so predictable and I'm

Outside your house
Drunk and screaming at the stars, yeah
I'm outside your house
Drunk and screaming at the stars

Our teenage youth is over now
Our teenage youth is running wild
Our teenage youth is over now
Our teenage youth is running wild

I'm outside your house
Drunk and screaming at the stars
I'm outside your house
Drunk and screaming, screaming

Outside your house
Drunk and screaming at the stars, yeah
I'm outside your house
Drunk and screaming at the stars

Our teenage youth is over now
Our teenage youth is running wild
Our teenage youth is over now
Our teenage youth is running wild

Now, now, now
Now, now, now
Now, now, now
I'm drunk and screaming

Now, now, now
Now, now, now
Now, now, now
I'm drunk and screaming, screaming

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Highlands - Lyrics - Time Out Of Mind - Bob Dylan

Title: Highlands
Album: Time Out Of Mind
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
Well, my heart's in the highlands, gentle and fair
Honey suckle bloomin' in the wildwood air
Bluebells blazin' where the Aberdeen waters flow
Well, my heart's in the highlands, I'm gonna go there when
I feel good enough to go

Windows were shakin' all night in my dreams
Everything was exactly the way that it seems
Woke up this mornin' and I looked at the same old page
Same old rat race, life in the same old cage

I don't want nothin' from anyone, ain't that much to take
Wouldn't know the difference between a real blonde and a fake
Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery
I wish someone would come and push back the clock for me

Well, my heart's in the highlands, wherever I roam
That's where I'll be when I get called home
The wind it whispers to the buck-eyed trees of rhyme
Well, my heart's in the highlands, I can only get there one step at a time

I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound
Someone's always yellin', "Turn him down"
Feel like I'm driftin', driftin' from scene to scene
I'm wondering what in the devil could it all possibly mean

Insanity is smashin' up against my soul
You could say I was on anything but a roll
If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top
What would I do with it anyway, maybe take it to the pawn shop

My heart's in the highlands at the break of dawn
By the beautiful lake of the black swan
Big white clouds like chariots that swing down low
Well, my heart's in the highlands, only place left to go

I'm in Boston town, in some restaurant
I got no idea what I want
Or maybe I do but, I'm just really not sure
Waitress comes over, nobody in the place but me and her

Well, it must be a holiday, there's nobody around
She studies me closely as I sit down
She got a pretty face, with long white shiny legs
I said, "Tell me what I want," she say, "You probably want hard boiled eggs."

I say, "That's right, bring me some."
She says, "We ain't got any, you picked the wrong time to come."
Then she says, "I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me."
I said, "I would if I could but I don't do sketches from memory."

Well, she then, she says, "I'm right here in front of you, or
Haven't you looked?"
I say, "All right, I know but I don't have my drawing book."
She gives me a napkin, she say, "You can do it on that."
I say, "Yes I could but I don't know where my pencil is at."

She pulls one out from behind her ear
She says, "All right now go ahead, draw me, I'm stayin' right here."
I make a few lines and I show it for her to see
Well, she takes her napkin and throws it back and says, "That
Don't look a thing like me."

I said, "Oh, kind Miss, it most certainly does."
She say, "You must be jokin'," I say, "I wish I was."
Then she says, "You don't read women authors do ya?" at least
That's what I think I hear her say
Well, I said, "How would you know and what would it matter anyway?"

Well she says, "You just don't seem like you do." I said
"You're way wrong."
She says "Which ones have you read then?" I say, "I've read
Erica Jong."
She goes away for a minute and I slide out, out of my chair
I step outside back to the busy street but nobody is goin' anywhere

Well, my heart's in the highlands with the horses and hounds
Way up in the border country far from the towns
With the twang of the arrow and the snap of the bow
My heart's in the highlands, I can't see any other way to go

Every day is the same thing, out the door
Feel further away than ever before
Some things in life it just gets too late to learn
Well, I'm lost somewhere, I must have made a few bad turns

I see people in the park forgettin' their troubles and woes
They're drinkin' and dancin', wearin' bright colored clothes
All the young men, with the young women lookin' so good
Well, I'd trade places with any of 'em in a minute, if I could

I'm crossing the street to get away from a mangy dog
Talkin' to myself in a monologue
I think what I need might be a full length leather coat
Somebody just asked me if I've registered to vote

The sun is beginnin' to shine on me
But it's not like the sun that used to be
The party's over and there's less and less to say
I got new eyes, everything looks far away

Well, my heart's in the highlands at the break of day
Over the hills and far away
There's a way to get there and I'll figure it out somehow
Well, I'm already there in my mind, and that's good enough for now

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Happiness - Lyrics - Dead Prez

Title: Happiness
Artist: Dead Prez
Composer(s): Arlene Delvalle, Lavonne Alford, Curtis Mayfield, Jean Claude Olivier, Mary J Blige, Sean Combs, Loren Dechalus, Gil Askey, C Gavin

Lyric:
Yo, it's a beautiful day, and everybody's feelin' wonderful
The ladies is out, lookin' fly, dressed comfortable
I love to wake up and feel the breeze through my window
Slip on a fatigues, grab a dutch and roll some indo

It be days like these that make life so much easier
Fish thawin' out, Guinness Stout in the freezer
Walk the block at my leisure
(My leisure)

Summertime is like a anesthesia, so many pretty things to please ya
The greenery, beautiful birds, natural scenery or even just a infinite sky
We be forever puffin' lah on the block
Or tellin' jokes in the ride
(Ha ha ha)

When the weather be hot, everybody be outside
(Whut)
Havin' fun, eatin' fresh fruits and vegetables
(Aight?)

And good food put me in the mood for a festival
Some say the summer make a woman more sexual
(S'up, boo)
It's instinct, that's why my game be right on schedule

I put the great Mother Nature on a pedestal
She always fly, but today, she's exceptional
If I had a chance to make a wish
Every day would be just like this, full of happiness

I feel great even though we got mad things to deal with
Happiness is all in the mind
Let's unwind, and find a reason to smile
I'm just glad to be livin', feelin' fine
Leavin' my bad times behind

Feels great and no, we can't escape from the realness
Happiness is all in the mind
Let's unwind, and find a reason to smile
I'm just glad to be alive, feelin' fine
Livin' life one day at a time
Feelin' great

Yeah, knaw'msayin'?
I just wanna give a shout out
To everybody who got a birthday today
Happiness
(Happiness)

Have you ever heard the children play?
Sometime, I feel the same way, roll up a J
And get away, put some food on the grill
And just chill, maybe build with my elders
(Uh)

Never know the things they could tell ya
Learnin' why the caged bird sings
(Why it do that?)
'Cuz it's the vital things you know

That separate the men from the Kings
The flowers that bloom and the Sun
(Uh)
And everybody singin' the tune 'cuz it's time to have fun
We out, rollerbladin' a day where no one coulda stayed inside
(Uh, uh)

Wash the car, now it's time to take a ride
Me and my crew hangin' out, all night to sunrise
Celebration of life 'cuz every day is a surprise
Think of the rich countryside on the land of Jamaica

Mountains, springs and green acres
Or any other place in the world your mind takes you
It's the good times in life that everybody can relate to
(Uh)

And you can leave your troubles behind and have a wonderful time
Lay back and just ease your mind
(Whut)
You can leave your troubles behind and have a wonderful time
Lay back and just ease your mind

I feel great even though we got mad things to deal with
Happiness is all in the mind
Let's unwind, and find a reason to smile
I'm just glad to be livin', feelin' fine
Leavin' my bad times behind

Feels great and no, we can't escape from the realness
Happiness is all in the mind
Let's unwind, and find a reason to smile
I'm just glad to be alive, feelin' fine
Livin' life one day at a time
Feelin' great

Yeah, knaw'msayin'?
I just wanna give a shout out
To everybody who got a birthday today
Happiness
(Happiness)

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Better In The U.S.A. - Lyrics - Glenn Frey

Title: Better In The U.S.A.
Artist: Glenn Frey
Composer(s): Jack Tempchin, Glenn Frey

Lyric:
Well they look to the east, they look to the west
The third world wonders, which way's the best?
We got freedom, we got soul
We got blue jeans and rock 'n' roll

Man, there ain't no choice, it's better in the U.S.A.
(It's better in the U.S.A.)
You can be what you want, say what you wanna say
(It's better in the U.S.A.)
How can I make you understand, it's better in the U.S.A.?
(It's better in the U.S.A.)

I hear the same propaganda day after day
It's gettin' so hip to knock the U.S.A.
If we're so awful and we're so bad
You oughta check the night life in Leningrad

Man, it ain't even close, it's better in the U.S.A.
(It's better in the U.S.A.)
If you could see behind the curtain life is cold and gray
(It's better in the U.S.A.)
How can I make you understand, it's better in the U.S.A.?
(It's better, it's better)
I think I'll play

Nobody's perfect and change comes slow
It's really up to you which way you wanna go
You can lean to the left and lean to the right
You can stand in the dark, you can stand in the light

Drivin' on the beach on a night in June
Me and my baby in the lover's moon
They're playin' sweet soul music, got it turned up loud
Make me feel so good, make me feel so proud

Man, there ain't no choice, it's better in the U.S.A.
(It's better in the U.S.A.)
Well they'd be movin' here from Moscow if they could only find a way
(It's better in the U.S.A.)
How can I make you understand, it's better in the U.S.A.? Baby, baby
(It's better)

We got the burgers and fries in the U.S.A.
We got the friendly skies in the U.S.A.
We got the beautiful girls in the U.S.A.
Got the beautiful curls in the U.S.A.

We're drivin' beautiful cars in the U.S.A.
We're diggin' movie stars in the U.S.A.
We get to make romance in the U.S.A.
Let the little girl dance in the U.S.A.

It's better, baby, nice sweater, baby
What do you say you and me go for a little drive?
Come on
It's better, it's better, it's better

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Painkillers - Lyrics - The Good, the Bad and the Beautiful - Cherry Monroe

Title: Painkillers
Album: The Good, the Bad and the Beautiful
Artist: Cherry Monroe
Composer(s): Frankie Bennett, Matthew John Tokarsky

Lyric:
Suddenly I'm alone again
Suddenly I have to pretend
That we're in love soaring high above the atmosphere
But I can't see clear, but I can't see clear

I need painkillers just to be, just to be with you
I'll take painkillers just to be, just to be with you
Let's lie beneath the stars and cry
When I get down I get high

But suddenly I'm yours again
Suddenly I have a friend
But suddenly I can't get no satisfaction
All from a chemical attraction, all from a chemical attraction

I need painkillers just to be, just to be with you
I'll take painkillers just to be, just to be with you
Let's lie beneath the stars and cry
When I get down I get high
When I get down I get high
I get high, I get high, I get
I get high, I get high, I get high, I get

I need painkillers just to be, just to be with you
I'll take painkillers just to be, just to be with you
Let's lie beneath the stars and
Let's lie beneath the stars and
Let's lie beneath the stars and
Let's lie beneath the stars and
Let's lie beneath the stars and cry
When I get down I get high

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Beautiful Skin - Lyrics - Dirty South Classics - Goodie Mob

Title: Beautiful Skin
Album: Dirty South Classics
Artist: Goodie Mob
Composer(s): Willie Knighton, Robert Barnett, Cameron F Gipp, Thomas Burton, Craig Love

Lyric:
This particular song right here is
Dedicated to the black woman
And it doesn't pertain to all black women
Some of y'all disrespect y'allself
Because you don't know who you are in the first place
This is out of common respect for all women period
Word up like this song

Yo, I'm quite single, and occaisionally I mingle
But aside from all the rest, she sparks my interest
No, ma'am, I don't know you
Just offering the common respect I feel I owe you
Also some conversation, companionship
Common-ground and common-sense
There's no such thing as coincidence in, me finding you here
And I really hate screaming in your ear, so some other time, ok?
I waited a day, hello, this the caller you told from a couple of days ago
You sound tired, forgive me if I call you too late

But what better time to relate mind-state? Where could I begin?
Hasn't anyone ever told you you got beautiful skin?
You're more than welcome, what do you desire within?
I just wanna be, there's no need to put titles on you and me
Those are limitations, living and learning are our only obligations
Equality, honesty, independence, intelligence, emotion and devotion
Humbly seeking to hear God when he's speaking
At one time my mind just couldn't conceive
A woman had to dress a certain way to believe

But in the same breath, allow me to say
That, if you believed young lady, you wouldn't dress that way
And I was attracted to your class, I couldn't see all yo' ass
And I was very content, you deserved every complement
Now remember our indifferences make us the same
You gotta have some game or many of you
Won't even be able to take care of yourself, uh
And love, when I look at you, I see my reflection
So I offer my love, affection and protection
Shawty, you dead fine but the bottom-line is you're still my sister

Well, I say you're my beginnin', my end
You're my sista lover and friend
God is your light from within
It shines through your beautiful skin

What they say 'bout you ain't true
There's no me if there is no you
I hope that you understand
You got to respect yourself before I can

Yeah, I met you and y'all knew, saw you again on Marietta
Downtown Atlanta, checkin' your long legs, got me smirkin'
Fixed me dinner one night, candles lit
Kinda thought you was slick in the beginnin'
But it turned out you wouldn't lie
Looked me in my eye, I listened
Sucked it up, pushed on, we made amends, both sides clicked

True friends, since then years done gone by
Brought a baby girl into this world, made our parents grandfolks
Household with no hope, took care of ye, you me
When shit got put out on the curb
Closer than the skin on the back of my hand
Through the thick and thin, we can win
Beautiful black skin

Well, I say you're my, beginnin', my end
You're my sista lover and friend
God is your light from within
It shines through your beautiful skin

What they say 'bout you ain't true
There's no me if there is no you
I hope that you understand
You got to respect yourself before I can

No need to compete with the music loud
Or stairs cold, put on a scale of one to ten, you a twelve
I chose her over jail and hell
Originally from ATL

Compatible souls come together, under bad weather
To discuss distrust amongst the so-called
Good in every woman, how I wish this was true
I deal with facts only, already done cloned me
Why I sang the blues, when there's only one God
That watches over our every step, I need his help
When I'm walkin', lookin' for the right female, I can't tell sometimes
They tell me the devil's comin' humble in his approach
Spontaneous with the game
He caught the naive of a girl fallin' for the ok
Let the pistol smoke the one you live by
Die by, examples of how relationships can be

I rolls the dice, takin' a chance at crappin' out
Like today boy, I lost one of my best hips
Natural thick lips, no animal fat implants
Wide load, just started workin' at the airport
19 years old, worth more than her weight in gold
But it was all my fault, so don't cry, understand
If down the line I want you back and the feelin' ain't mutual
Just promise me you'll find a new man, that's 'bout some business
Hope she find what her was lookin' for, like a dream to my end
I wanted to be more than friends
Beautiful black skin

Well, I say you're my beginnin', my end
You're my sista lover and friend
God is your light from within
It shines through your beautiful skin

What they say 'bout you ain't true
There's no me if there is no you
I hope that you understand
You got to respect yourself before I can

Well, I say you're my beginnin', my end
You're my sista lover and friend
God is your light from within
It shines through your beautiful skin

What they say 'bout you ain't true

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The Bright Young Things - Lyrics - The Golden Age Of Grotesque - Marilyn Manson

Title: The Bright Young Things
Album: The Golden Age Of Grotesque
Artist: Marilyn Manson
Composer(s): John Lowery, Brian Hughes Warner

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Lyric:
We'll be the worms in your apple pie
Fake abuse for our bios, blacken our own eyes
Grass isn't greener on the other side
We set it on fire and we have no reason why

We set fashion, not follow
Spit vitriol, not swallow
We set fashion, not follow
Spit vitriol, not swallow

Good for nothing
But being everything that's bad, bad, bad
Good for nothing
But being everything that's bad, bad, bad

We know who we are and what we want to say
And we don't care who's listening
We don't rebel to sell, it just suits us well
We're the bright young things

Got my villain necktie and a mouth of hi-fi
So sharp, I'm bleeding from my Judas hole
Arch dandy, no-goodnik and I'm headed for Crashville
I'm most monster with the groan box in the 'Meat Show'

We set fashion, not follow
Spit vitriol, not swallow
We set fashion, not follow
Spit vitriol, not swallow

Good for nothing
But being everything that's bad
Good for nothing
But being everything that's bad

We know who we are and what we want to say
And we don't care who's listening
We don't rebel to sell, it just suits us well
We're the bright young things

Crashing the ether, we've got the loudest stereotype
Even neophytes deep 6 your pro-life
We don't need to move a single prayer bone
We're so beautiful and damned, simply as a 'still-life'

Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause
Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause
Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause
Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause

Stop the song and remember what you used to be
Somebody that could fucking impress me

We know who we are and what we want to say
And we don't care who's listening
We don't rebel to sell, it just suits us well
We are the bright young things

We know who we are and what we want to say
And we don't care who's listening
We don't rebel to sell, it just suits us well
We're the bright young things

Good for nothing
But being everything that's bad
Good for nothing
But being everything that's bad

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Z - I Did It My Way - Lyrics - The Blueprint 2: The Gift & The Curse - Jay

Title: Z - I Did It My Way
Album: The Blueprint 2: The Gift & The Curse
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): C Stanton, J Kendrix, Jacques Revaux, Paul (Eng Lyr) Anka, Shawn Carter, Gilles Thibaut, Claude Francois

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Lyric:
Now the end is near
(Can you believe this shit guru?)
So I face
(I'm from the hood man)
The final curtain

(No the real hood, the hood, not the rap hood)
(The real hood like three pair of pants)
My friends I'll say it clear
(Pair of sneakers)
(My mom's bustin' her ass)

State my case
(Nigga I'm goin' to Japan tomorrow)
Which I'm certain
(You understand what I'm sayin'? Can you believe that?)

I lived a life that's full
(They have people waitin')
(At the airport like five days like I'm a Beetle or somethin')
(That's really somethin')

And I traveled each and every highway
(Seen the best of the best, the worst of the worst)
And more, much more than this
(Still here)

I did it my way
(Let's try this one)

Yeah gangsta nigga
Put my hustle down tore the game up nigga
Took your high score down put my name up nigga
Tore the doors down till the hall of fame is jigga

I did it my way
(And more, much more than this)
That's right, it's a beautiful thing man
(I did it my way)
I did it my way, Hovi baby

Mommas youngest and strongest, survived summers like saunas
Mastered a corner like Deion in his uniform
Pop hurtin' assertive flirted with death
Damn near murdered before my first album hit the shelf

Grandma's favorite she could not understand
How this people in the world who wouldn't want me as a neighbor
Has to explain to her you think these folks want me in the penthouse
As a reminder that I make top paper

Black entrepreneur nobody did us no favors
Nobody gave us shit, we made us
The Rap Pack, I'm Sinatra, dame's Sam Davis
Bigs the smart one on the low like Dean Martin

We came in this game not beggin' niggaz pardon
Demandin' y'all respect, hand over a check
And while y'all at it hand over the jet
We the reason they ain't hand over Def Jam so quick

They knew every year I was droppin' new product
I was raisin' the stock up, while buildin' the roc up
But that's alright 'cause they knew they had to see us
When it was time for us to re up, make us multi-millionaires

Je je jeah
(And more, much more than this, I did it my way)

Jeah, in my lifetime I caught smaller cases but I had capital
Hypocritic system let me right back at you
You better hope a rich rapper never attacks you
Not even that scratches you 'specially if you black dude

They don't give a shit unless the accused just happen to rap
And they can look good by paintin' him as bad news
'Cause in my past I seen dudes get half of they views
Exposed to the curb and nobody said a word

So imagine how disturbed I was
When I seen how big they made my fight scene at the club
Let me explain you exactly how this shit was
This nigga un yo I scratched him he went home without an aspirin'

But it's cool 'cause he's back friends and half inning is over
It's in the past and I'm glad now I'm back to been Hova
Me back with the chauffeur laid back
Helicopter seat feat inclined shit feelin' like a sofa

Helicopter meet me Teta Vero takes me over
Somewhere peaceful for the weekend now
It's back to speakin' of vultures
So the next time that page six approaches us

Here's a quote from Jay, nigga I did it my way
(And more, much more than this I did it my way)

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Anything - Lyrics - The Good, the Bad and the Beautiful - Cherry Monroe

Title: Anything
Album: The Good, the Bad and the Beautiful
Artist: Cherry Monroe
Composer(s): Frankie Bennett, Matthew John Tokarsky, Bryan Patrick Campbell

Lyric:
I feel your eyes on my back making the attack
It's easier to stab me when I'm not looking
How could you do this to me?

I feel your skin on mine this is our last goodbye
The hardest part of letting go are the things I'll never know
How could you do this to me? How could you do this when
I'd do anything, I'd do anything, anything?

For you I would die just to breathe you
For you I would scream just to hear you
For you I would burn just to feel you
I'm dying, I'm screaming

Till my last dying breath I have fought till the end
Hear my ghost of truth let these words haunt you
How could you do this to me? How could you do this when
I'd do anything, I'd do anything, anything?

For you I would die just to breathe you
For you I would scream just to hear you
For you I would burn just to

You just turn and walk away
You just turn and walk away

And we fall, and we bleed, and we lie, and we cheat
I've been cut too deep, I've been losing sleep
Brought down to my knees as I beg and plead
You just turn your back, turn your back, turn your back on me

For you I would die just to breathe you
For you I would scream just to hear you
For you I would, I would

For you I would die just to breathe you
For you I would scream just to hear you
For you I would burn just to feel you
I'm dying, I'm screaming, I'm screaming

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Girls - Lyrics - Afroman

Title: Girls
Artist: Afroman
Composer(s): Joseph Foreman

Lyric:
Girls
(Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow)
I like the girls
(Ay, loco, sing that one more time sound good, 'cuz)
Girls, yeah
(Oh, yeah, yeah)
I like the girls
(Give me a light, loc, a tell that girl over there
My name is Afroman)

I like 'em short, I like 'em tall
I like 'em big, I like 'em small
I like 'em with hair, I like 'em bald
To make a long story short, I like 'em all

I like this girl, I like that girl
I like the skinny girl, I like the fat girl
I like the college girl and the hoodie rat too
I like the church girl Ms. 'Goodie Goodie Two Shoes'

Girls
(I like the girls, sing it ya'll)
I like the girls
(You know I do, I'm so in love with you)
Girls
(Oh, baby)
I like the girls
(You gotta understand, I can't operate with no man)

I like 'em shy, I like 'em bold
I like 'em young, I like 'em old
I like 'em smart, I like 'em dumb
I like women anyway they come

Man, I like 'em when they're beautiful
I like 'em when they're ugly
I like it when they ignore me
I like it when they bug me
Ain't a woman that I don't like
I got drunk one time and tried to talk to a dyke

Girls
(I love the girls, yeah)
I like the girls
(Adam gave up his rib so I could take
A hot mama back the crib)
Girls
(I love you, baby, yeah)
I like the girls
(Hey, lady, I'm the hungry hustler Afroman)

I like the wrong girl, I like the right girl
I like the black girl, I like the white girl
I like the brown girl, I like the yellow girl
I like the rich girl, I like the ghetto girl

I like the nice girl, I like the mean girl
Outer space, I even got a green girl
I like the city girl, I like the country girl
Don't let me get high and get the munchies, girl

Girls
(When I'm 99, I'ma have me a woman that's fine)
I like the girls
(Make love and have a heart attack
Cum and go at the same time)
Girls
(Afroman, yeah, Afroman)
I like the girls

Ay man, I wrote this rap about Little Red Riding Hood
When I was a little kid, check it out, man

I met Lil' Red Riding hood
We took a ride to my hood and I rode her real good
Like Martin Luther King, I have a dream
To make Red Riding Hood holler and scream

I said, ?Boom, bang, pop, pow
Grandmama can't help ya now
When you're on all fours like a horse on her hoof
I'm Afroman, the Big Bad Wolf?

Girls
(Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow)
I like the girls
(A both, y'all say yeah, yeah)
Girls
(I like the girls)
I like the girls
(You know why? 'Cause I'm a locsta, locsta hundred spokesta)

Girls, they gotta be the most precious commodity
My brain's like the ocean but nothing is swimming
Through my head except naked women
Of course I wanna have sex with you

Do I look like I'm a homosexual?
All you feminists hate my guts
But girl, you gonna love these nuts

Girls
(Yeah, we gonna break it down, you understand me)
I like the girls
(All my G-mosobies up there in Pimp-dale, Pimp-afornia)
Girls
(I'm smokin' tumbleweed with all my homies from
Haddeys-herb Missi-hempie)
I like the girls
(Ay, man, check out this song we used to
Sing when we was little kids, right)

My girl got two big lips, taste like potato chips
My girl got two big boobs just like two inter tubes
My girl got two big hips just like two battleships
My girl got real long hair down to her underwear

My girl gotta slender waste
Her favorite seat is on my face
I got taste, I got taste

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Salute Da Gods!! - Lyrics - Total Devestation: The Best Of Busta Rhymes - Busta Rhymes

Title: Salute Da Gods!!
Album: Total Devestation: The Best Of Busta Rhymes
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Linda Creed, George Spivey, Trevor Smith, Thom Bell

Lyric:
Yeah yeah yeah
The anarchy, Busta Rhymes shit c'mon

Ready for Busta Rhymes
(Ha ha ha ha hoh)
He's the one we've all been waiting for forever
(I feel so fuckin good, my people)
Ready for Flipmode Squad
(So powerful, so good today)
They're the ones we've all been waiting for forever
(Yeah yeah, new rulership)
Ready for Busta Rhymes
(It feels so fuckin' good in my soul, come on)
He's the one we've all, been waiting for forever
(Yeah)
(I wanna see y'all all my people if you feel good)
Ready for flipmode squad
(Just talk to me, c'mon, c'mon)
They're the ones we've all, been waiting for, forever
(Now now, let me see y'all, so powerful)
Ready

All praise due we comin' through real hard
Niggaz raisin' they right hand salutin' da God
Yo like a burnin' sensation of Henny on the first sip
Hot shit my nigga let me spit a verse quick
Work shit inward until my niggaz hurt shit
And plot elaborate schemes for monies niggaz worship
Beautiful like the pleasure of when I burst my first clip
At a nigga who sold me a brick that wasn't worth shit
Yo we bomb shit fire alarm shit
With my bitches who take packages under they armpit
Now we remain the imperial live niggaz
Who consistantly blackout and rep for them wild niggaz
Yo you incompatible snatch yo' collateral
Gun blunt you and rep for every thug capital
Diagonal vision niggaz seein shit on slant
Plant beatings on niggaz and celebrate a war chant
Diabolic how we manifest raw logic
Chronological time we bring niggaz the raw project
Hold fort and represent as the grand wizard
Street chronicle illustrate the bakin' of a bad blizzard
I got a spot for ya
With live niggaz who murder sloppier
Than all of the trenchcoat mafia yo
'Cause when you hear the sweet music playin'
It's like theme music for murder scenes
Like the Colorado slayin 'cause I don't give a fuck
Speedin like we racin' on the aqueduct
Black tinted out government truck
Curbside on niggaz leanin' just a little bit
Trunk trapp'd with smoke my bitch'll take a little hit
Fake niggaz could be the best actors
My bullets whiz so fast you feel the windshield factors
In the wrong place you get your wig peeled backwards
Get an ounce of the 'dro and steam a pack of Blackwoods

Ready for Busta Rhymes
He's the one we've all been waiting for forever
(Yeah, yeah, just feel what I feel niggaz)
Ready for Flipmode Squad
(Yeah, just reach up and just touch the sky niggaz)
They're the ones we've all, been waiting for, forever
(Now, hah, yeah, I try so hard)
(To just share that shit that I'm feelin')
Ready for Busta Rhymes
(All my niggaz just talk to me)
He's the one we've all, been waiting for, forever
(So powerful flipmode squad now)
Ready for Flipmode squad
(Yeah, new rulership)
All my niggaz just walk in line)
They're the ones we've all, been waiting for, forever
(Walk in line with me, talk to me now)

Welcome
We are now in the current state of the anarchy
We fight to survive niggaz
We fight to rule our own government
We livin' in a current state of no fuckin' government
Niggaz don't even know how to follow they own spirit
Lost niggaz
Unsure niggaz, insecure niggaz
Fuck that
Salute all our motherfuckers
All my niggaz ready to hold it down on the front line
We survived it niggaz, 2000
Time for the new bloodline to run shit

Enjoy the album

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