Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth - Lyrics - Genius

Title: Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth
Artist: Genius
Composer(s): Gary Grice, Robert Diggs

Lyric:
Basic instructions before leaving earth
The basic instructions before leaving earth
Basic instructions before leaving earth

Life is a test, many quest the universe
An' through my research, I felt the joy an' the hurt
The first shall be last an' the last shall be first
The basic instructions before leaving earth

Life is a test, many quest the universe
An' through my research, I felt the joy an' the hurt
The first shall be last an' the last shall be first
The basic instructions before leaving earth

Knowledge this wisdom, this goes back when I was twelve
I loved doin' right but I was trapped in Hell
Had mad ideas, sad eyes an' tears
Years of fears but yo, my foes couldn't bear

I searched for the truth since my youth
An' went to church since birth but it wasn't worth the loot
That I was payin', plus the prayin'
I didn't like stayin' 'coz of busy bodies an' dizzy hotties

That the preacher had souped up with lies
Had me cooped up lookin' at loot, butt an' thighs
Durin' the service, he swallowed up the poor
An' after they heard this, they wallowed on the floor

But I ignored an' explored my history that was untold
An' watched mysteries unfold
An' dropped a jewel like Solomon but never followed men
'Coz if you do, your brain is more hollow

Than space oblivia or the abyss
With no trace of trivia, left with the hiss
Does it pay to be deaf, dumb, blind?
From a slave we was kept from the mind
An' from the caves he crept from behind
An' what he gave was the sect of the swine

When the Bible, it condemned the pig
I don't mean to pull your hems or flip your wigs
But we used to wear a turban but now we're in the urban
No more wearin' beanies an' dress like a genie

No hocus pocus 'coz I focus on the facts
An' put it on the tracks an' brought it through the wax
I speak on Jacob, it might take up some time
An' too much knowledge, it might break up the rhyme

I did it anyway just to wake up the mind
Of those who kiss stones or prays on the carpet
Those who sit home or sell books by the market
Need to chill an' get their mind revived

For years religion did nothing but divide
The basic instructions before leaving earth

Life is a test, many quest the universe
An' through my research, I felt the joy an' the hurt
The first shall be last an' the last shall be first
The basic instructions before leaving earth

Life is a test, many quest the universe
An' through my research, I felt the joy an' the hurt
The first shall be last an' the last shall be first
The basic instructions before leaving earth

I strolled through the books of Job to unfold
An' open Bibles instead of hopin' on revivals
Calling on His name an' screamin', ?Hallelujah?
When He hardly knew ya, that's how the Devil's fooled ya

See, look into my eyes, brethren, that's the lies of a Reverend
Why should you die to go to Heaven?
The Earth is already in space, the Bible, I embrace
A difficult task I had to take

I studied 'til my eyes was swollen an' only arose when
I found out that we were The Chosen
I deal with the truth an' build with the youth
An' teach my son as he kneels on the stoop

Son, life is a pool of sin, corrupted with foolish men
An' women with wicked minds, who build picket signs
To legalize abortion, the evil eye distortion
I quiz son with my wisdom

Before I converted, I was perverted an' knowledge was asserted
The study of wisdom, I preferred it
The understanding, it gave me mental freedom
I even learnt Caucasians were really the Tribe of Edam

The white image of Christ is really Cesare Borgia
An' uhh, the second son of Pope Alexander
The sixth of Rome an' once the picture was shown
That's how the Devil's tricked my dome

I prophesized to save a man but no one gave a damn
For my nation, the seed of Abraham
Blessed with the tongue of Hebrew
Now we're strung on needles an' some are plungin' evils

So study an' be wise in these days of darkness
Peace to my nephew, Marcus

The basic instructions before leaving earth
Life is a test, many quest the universe
An' through my research, I felt the joy an' the hurt
The first shall be last an' the last shall be first

The basic instructions before leaving earth
Life is a test, many quest the universe
An' through my research, I felt the joy an' the hurt
The first shall be last an' the last shall be first

The basic instructions before leaving earth
Life is a test, many quest the universe
An' through my research, I felt the joy an' the hurt
The first shall be last an' the last shall be first

The basic instructions before leaving earth
Life is a test, many quest the universe
An' through my research, I felt the joy an' the hurt
The first shall be last an' the last shall be first

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The Test - Lyrics - Chemical Brothers

Title: The Test
Artist: Chemical Brothers
Composer(s): Richard Ashcroft, Edmund Simons, Czeslow Niemen, Thomas Rowlands

Lyric:
Ohhh
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?
Yea
Am I comin' through?
Am I comin' through?
Is this sweet and pure and true?

[Inaudible]
[Inaudible]
[Inaudible]
[Inaudible]

Devil came by this mornin'
Said he had
Somethin' to show me
I was lookin' like
I've never seen a face before
Here we go now
Let's slide into the open door

Pictures and things
That I've done before
Circlin' around me
Out here on the floor
I'm dreamin' this
And I'm dreamin' that
Regrettin' nothin'
Think about that

Seein' waves breakin' form to my horizon
Yea I'm shinin'
I'm seein' waves breakin' form to my horizon
Lord, I'm shinin'
Are you hearin' me
Like I'm hearin' you?
Are you hearin' me
Like I'm hearin' you?

You know I almost lost my mind
I can't explain
Where I've been
You know I've almost lost my mind
I can't explain
Where I've been
You know I almost lost my mind
I couldn't explain
What I've seen
And I am happy to have seen it too
To find that the images are fadin' away

Seein' waves breakin' forms on my horizon
Yea I'm shinin'
I'm seein' waves breakin' forms on my horizon
Lord, I'm shinin' yeah
Are you hearin' me
Like I'm hearin' you?
Are you hearin' me
Like I'm hearin' you?

You know I almost lost my mind
I can't explain
Where I've been
You know I almost lost my mind
I couldn't explain
The things I've seen
But now I think I see the light
Now I think I see the light
Lend me your hand
Lend me your hand
Lend me your hand
Lend me your hand
Lend me your hand

I'm seein' waves breakin' form on my horizon
Yeah I'm shinin'
I'm seein' waves breakin' form on my horizon
Lord, I'm shinin'
Oh are you hearin' me?
Like I'm hearin' you
Oh are you hearin' me?
Like I'm hearin' you?

You know I almost lost my mind
Now I'm home and I'm free
Did I pass the acid test?
Did I pass the acid test?
Did I pass the acid test?
Did I pass the acid test?
Did I pass the acid test?
Did I pass the acid test?

You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
You'd better go to bed now
My heart and my soul, they are free
My heart and my soul, they are free
Ohh

You know I almost lost my mind
Now I'm home and I'm free
Did I pass the acid test?
Did I pass the acid test?
Did I pass the acid test?
Did I pass the acid test?
Did I pass the acid test?
Did I pass the acid test?
Did I pass the acid test?
Did I pass the acid test?
Did I pass the acid test?
Did I pass the acid test?

Ohh
Mmm, maa, mmm, maa, mmm, maa
(I'm tired)
Mmm, maa, mmm, maa, mmm, maa
Yea
(I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired)
Come on out
(I'm tired)
Ooh, yea
(I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired)
I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired
I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired

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Test - Lyrics - The Mind Is A Terrible Thing To Taste - Ministry

Title: Test
Album: The Mind Is A Terrible Thing To Taste
Artist: Ministry
Composer(s): K Lite, William Rieflin, Alain Jourgensen

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Lyric:
Yo, this is a test

You say this, when I say that
You say this, when I say that
You say this, when I say that
You say this, when I say that

But I?m not with that
So step back or kiss my
'Cos I won?t be held back
So don?t fight, dis? or piss me off
'Cos I?m not soft or weak
Running down in the maze of the day

This is a new phase
Don?t be commercial or sell out
Or get the hell out of this business
But I won?t be caught in that net of suckers
And glass people
Weak, beaten down and feeble

Society probably wants me to give up
Society probably wants me to give up
As I live up to be my best
In a test, a fight for death
As I fight for my very last breath
Etc and etc

Gotta be strong but wait a minute
Now, could I be better? Now, could I be better?
Well, only I know
Well, what about you? Or do you have a clue?

Could?ve, would?ve, should?ve, it?s too late
Could?ve, would?ve, should?ve, it?s too late
Why you waiting, laying? Sit there, move

Be your own person
Be your own person
Be your own person
Be your own person

Wake up, make up your mind
Seek the knowledge that you will find
Be your own person

Wait for it from the weak
'Cos they make the people level
And with you, make a team
So believe and be your best
'Cos this is a test

Go for the top chart, rock with all your heart
Non- stop, stay up, go
Deal with what?s going on in this crazy world

Man, woman, child, boy, girl, insane to the playing
Love music power pain, be what you gotta do
Get the knowing attitude 'cos this is the test
That we suggest

Be your own person
Be your own person
Be your own person
Be your own person

'Cos this is a test
'Cos this is, this is, this is, this is, this is
This is, this is a test, test, test, test, test, test
Test, test, test

'Cos we all know who is the real victim
Society does not want them picked on
Labeled or staked, don?t raise his guilt
But don?t miss your boot and kick them

Faceless in the morning in their urban plight
Felt like a symbol with every situation
Any one tour already overcrowded
Project nation, more inflation

Better your damn situation
But how can you better your situation
If you have no occupation?

Ten of us said, watch the Rolodex center
See how many different schools you can enter
They?re out turning in the pit but life?s a bitch
The world?s unconcerned, I?ll tell you why it stuck in a ditch
You own the key to the damn city but it?s a damn pity

Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
...

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Time, Love &Amp; Tenderness - Lyrics - Michael Bolton

Title: Time, Love &Amp; Tenderness
Artist: Michael Bolton
Composer(s): Diane Warren

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Lyric:
Time, love and tenderness

So you say that you can't go on
Love left you cryin'
And you say, all your hope is gone
And what's the use in tryin'

What you need is to have some faith
Shake off those sad blues
Get yourself a new view

Oh, nothing is as sad as it seems, you know
'Cause, some day you'll laugh at the heartache
Some day, you'll laugh at the pain
Somehow you'll get through the heartbreak
Somehow you can get through the rain

When love puts you through the fire
When love puts you to the test
Nothing cures a broken heart
Like time, love and tenderness

You think your world is over
Baby, just remember this
Nothing heals a broken heart
Like time, love and tenderness
Time, love and tenderness

I understand how you're feeling now
And what you've been through
But your world's gonna turn around
So baby, don't you be blue

All it takes is a little time
To make it better
The hurt won't last forever

Oh, all your tears are all gonna dry, you know
'Cause some day you'll laugh at the heartache
Some day you'll laugh at the pain
You may be down on your luck
But baby, that old luck's gonna change

When love puts you through the fire
When love puts you to the test
Nothing cures a broken heart
Like time, love and tenderness

You think your world is over
Baby, just remember this
Nothing heals a broken heart
Like time, love and tenderness

Baby, oh baby
Just need some, just need some
Time, love and tenderness

The hurt ain't gonna last forever

Time, love and tenderness
Time, love and tenderness

When love puts you through the fire
When love puts you to the test
Nothing cures a broken heart
Like time, love and tenderness

You think your world is over
Baby, just remember this
Nothing heals a broken heart
Little bit time, love and tenderness

When love puts you through the fire
When love puts you to the test
Nothing cures a broken heart
Like time, love and tenderness

You think your world is over
Baby, just remember this
Time, love and tenderness

When love puts you through the fire
When love puts you to the test
Nothing cures a broken heart
Like time, love and tenderness

You think your world is over
Baby, just remember this
Time, love and tenderness

When love puts you through the fire
When love puts you to the test
Nothing cures a broken heart
Like time, love and tenderness

You think your world is over
Baby, just remember this
Time, love and tenderness

When love puts you through the fire
When love puts you to the test
Nothing cures a broken heart
Like time, love and tenderness

You think your world is over
Baby, just remember this
Time, love and tenderness

When love puts you through the fire
When love puts you to the test
Nothing cures a broken heart
Like time, love and tenderness

Time, love and tenderness
Time, love and tenderness
Time, love and tenderness
...

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Close The Door - Lyrics - Idlewild

Title: Close The Door
Artist: Idlewild
Composer(s): Rod Pryce-Jones, Colin Newton, Roddy Woomble, Bob Fairfoull

Lyric:
Cos I'm the only one who knows everyone barbecue lungs
None of you know what I'm thinking
Who on earth would believe a word that you say?
You're disturbed in a strange fascinated way
You're disturbed, I think you're disturbed

I've told you once
To switch all the lights off
You never believe that
You never believe that

And you stay near the window
Falling out through the floor
Close the door
Falling out through the floor
Falling out through the floor
It's time for the maths test

I come over to see you, at your chair you face up
I reply and politely stare back, back
I'm so backward I almost forgot
Why I'm sinking

Falling out through the floor
Close the door
Falling out through the floor
Falling out through the floor
It's time for the maths test
It's time for the maths test

Half the times I lack sound the way
I really think of you otherwise [Incomprehensible]

Falling out through the floor
Close the door
It's time for the maths test
It's time for the maths test
It's time for the maths test
It's time for the maths test

It's time for the maths test
It's time for the maths test
It's time for the maths test
It's time for the maths test

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The Shame Of Life - Lyrics - Weird Revolution - Butthole Surfers

Title: The Shame Of Life
Album: Weird Revolution
Artist: Butthole Surfers
Composer(s): Jeffrey Scott Coffey, Jeffrey D Pinkus, Robert J Ritchie, Paul Leary Walthall, Gibson Jerome Haynes

Lyric:
I love the girls and the money and the shame of life
My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life
There were girls in the front there were girls in the back

And there were girls pettin' squirrels
And there were squirrels smokin' crack
With an old Navy Seal and the D.E.A.
And a loaded automatic just to blow me all away

With a dog drinkin' liquor from a hole in the sky
And a picture of a pitcher throwin' pitches at a guy
He had a problem with his sister and her 3D cups
And a brother with a shovel just to shake it all up

I love the girls and the money and the shame of life
Hop down they're the people on the street
Where the fuzz in the navel make the people want to eat

My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life
Get found at the level of the rest
Where the people on the street put their mettle to the test

Locomotive individual and a knuckle in a fight
And I was hidin' in the bushes but I couldn't stand the light
And he was highly indisputable the leader of the gang
Like a bullet in the freezer, bang bang

I love the girls and the money and the shame of life
Hop down they're the people on the street
Where the fuzz in the navel make the people want to eat

My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life
Get found at the level of the rest
Where the people on the street put their mettle to the test

Get down, get down get get dow dow dow down
Invisibility is a relative thing
Hah hah hah ha ha ha ha ha

I was all shaken up after I got shaken down
I was shakin' in the air
And I was shakin' on the ground
I was taken by the shaker who was preachin' to the crew

He was shakin' lots of bacon cookin' egg in his shoe
And awaken all the stereos began to sing a tune
Told us we were just a vision in a dream about a shoe
That was walkin' through a store

To find a needle for a soul
That had lost a little reason
Through a little tiny hole

I love the girls and the money and the shame of life
Hop down they're the people on the street
Where the fuzz in the navel make the people want to eat

My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life
Get found at the level of the rest
Where the people on the street put their mettle to the test

I love the girls and the money and the shame of life
Hop down they're the people on the street
Where the fuzz in the navel make the people want to eat

My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life
Get found at the level of the rest
Where the people on the street put their mettle to the test

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All Original - Lyrics - Art Of War - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: All Original
Album: Art Of War
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Steven Howse, Charles Scruggs, Tim Middleton, Anthony Henderson, Byron Mccane

Lyric:
Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now
Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now

Triple platinum, nigga, digga and still thuggin' with
The roughest muthafuckas in my city and a nigga wonder
How they still chillin' like that? Ain't you scared of a nigga
That's tryin' to jack ya paper, snatch ya? No

I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine
'Cause I got an AK-47, shootin' trey-O times
You didn't think I'm willing to find a way to say, oh, my
But check it out, though

I done made enough money to buy my ghetto
A lot of weapons, y'all and I made it, takin' out my weed
Here, stay high, nigga, so paranoia is factor
When a nigga wanna act up, nigga, figure, I'm quiet

Then he look at my sawed-off's and they figure
They can try me like a muthafucka
Won't swang back or somethin' or even pull a nine
Out my jacket and start dumpin', fuck 'em

I think a nigga see us on the video and playa hate
And say that we ain't true to what we say but then again
When you see us on the street and playa hate
We bang them fuckin' brains, we bang them brains

But then we switch subject and fuck with them
Clones that suck the thug dick, run around foul
Tellin' people we stole your style, muthafucka
We ain't never been in your town

It's all original when it's comin' from the Cleveland criminals
So here we go, got a gun, should I buck 'em on down
Or should I kill 'em when I put the instrumental on?

Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy
Wish and flesh? I'm so full anguish, gotta style so cold
Everybody and their mama wanna claim it
But they can't get the hang of it, yeah

Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now
Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now

Beat 'er up and you'll sleep when I step so stone-cold
I chalk 'em, coffin off and they frontin' that time
That they shot a nigga straight to the temple done
A little bit simpler to me and all bodies start steadily fillin'

Get real high, steady droppin' the time on 'em
Time from time and again, here to pick all that know
With the bone, it's a party everyday, so say, mo'
And it's still this strong to brain

I hop on the phone with the homies to see
What's happenin' in the hood, it's all good
Niggas, they thug us, smuggle, roll so deep
In they own cut but they gon' sacks sellin' for life

If you pull a shyste off to the fiends, then gank 'em
And leave 'em naggin' for the sake of come up, yeah
Takin' ends and we'll split ya, lost it in the stick up, yeah

We better shank 'em, thank 'em, fuck it
I thank 'em and hope for respect 'cause shit
He got sacrificed, my snatchin' a life in the midst
Of the dark and I sped off with the quickness, strikin'

Send a knife to the back of a playa hater, hate a thug
And they thought that I bruise easily come
They go through this little, spin 'em
Most of what goes around, comes around, ooh

Bla-bla-bloody mess even though hoes really wanna
Test us to the chest, flesh buck, buck
Haters guess with a gun, they change
In a whole new muthafuckin' attitude

Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now

Nigga, let me in, double glock and never about to change, man
To the temple, I aim and claim to gain control, fin to rid your soul
Creep or roll, put some pressure on these hoes that
Yo, they pose as foes, gotta let 'em know

Got a nation of my niggas out to back me
Got another nation, killas out to try to jack me
Exactly, what the fuck you thought you was gon' pull?
Fool, try to jack a St. Clair, true, you lose, you lose

Nigga, I'm a tell you 'bout these haters distraction
They down with the puffin', the passin', lookin' for some action
Facts and stacks, never will my mission collapse
If you really want a thug, then you better pin these raps

I'm a give a little game in this world that
We livin' in it, sinnin' in it, and it really ain't free to me
You get it how you take it but the only way
You'll make it, givin' peace to the G O D, your Lord

And it really don't mean that evil's gonna quit
Because the hater's gonna hate and then the real
It's gon' feel but I bet that after all of y'all fall
That the faker's gonna perish in the fire

Dip and you know when I'm rollin', I'm equipped
With the ruger on my hip with the infrared beam
And I gladly put it on ya from the land of California
Leavin' all of y'all goners, if you know what I mean, yeah

So quick to test us, jump off in the Lexus with KB
We gonna take a little journey around the world
And see what we see, any y'all niggas comin' with me?
So, come on

Let me up in here and kill 'em, feel 'em niggas wanna bite the bone
Bite the bone, didn't a muthafucka say, I'm wrong?' Well, I get down
For mine, for my nine and blow, we shoot 'em up, buck, yeah
Strange we erupt on playa hation, anybody hatin'? Erase 'em

And biters, every time I see you on TV, it makes me feel good
'Cause I know when we run up on you, you'll see we
We gotta get paid good, nigga, don't shit come for free
In this land of poverty, bone in harmony, we hungry
Since it's all about money, give bone a little bit of that evil money

Don't gather the fly shit, fuckin' with Cleve
Top of line in my Benz, should I let 'em spin on all of y'all?
Should let my 20s spin on all y'all haters?
Everything we write, I swear, it's all original
Niggas mad at bone because we be all original

Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now
Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now

Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now
Better not be so quick test us
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now, we'll kill ya, now
Better not be so quick test us

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This Is A Test - Lyrics - Chante Moore

Title: This Is A Test
Artist: Chante Moore
Composer(s): Stephen Garrett, Chante Moore, Rapture Stewart, Eric Seats

Lyric:
Are you playing a game?
Then you gotta play by the rules, sugar
How do you think you can win?
Guessing, I gotta take you to school, be there at nine o'clock

When you get in the class baby
You need to learn what type of man
For you to be one, you gotta talk that talk
Two you gotta know what'chu talkin' about

Alright, this is test y'all
Come on, come on hit me with your very best y'all
I ain't taking nothing less y'all
I'mma see if we can go all the way, all the way

Alright, this is test y'all
Come on, come on hit me with your very best y'all
I ain't taking nothing less y'all
I'mma see if we can go all the way, all the way

Show me you can think on that level
Tell me you got more than just now
'Cause I'm in the mood to take your mind places
I'm in the mood to get in the mood

Hit me all in my mind boy
Make me never forget you
'Cause I need to know it's only mine baby
Before you get my skirt look around my waist, hold it now

Alright, this is test y'all
Come on, come on hit me with your very best y'all
I ain't taking nothing less y'all
I'mma see if we can go all the way, all the way

Alright, this is test y'all
Come on, come on hit me with your very best y'all
I ain't taking nothing less y'all
I'mma see if we can go all the way, all the way

Tell me you won't fail me now
I hate to have to put you down
Hope we can see eye to eye
You gotta make me wanna give it try

But still you can't move too fast
You know we gotta make the lovin' last
The thought of you gives me chills
Why don't you show me just how you feel?

If love is a piece of cake, I just got to play to win in the end
You won't have to play again
If love is a piece of cake, I just got to play to win in the end
You won't have to play again

Alright, this is test y'all
Come on, come on hit me with your very best y'all
I ain't taking nothing less y'all
I'mma see if we can go all the way, all the way

Alright, this is test y'all
Come on, come on hit me with your very best y'all
I ain't taking nothing less y'all
I'mma see if we can go all the way, all the way

Alright, this is test y'all
Come on, come on hit me with your very best y'all
I ain't taking nothing less y'all
I'mma see if we can go all the way, all the way

Alright, this is test y'all
Come on, come on hit me with your very best y'all
I ain't taking nothing less y'all
I'mma see if we can go all the way, all the way

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I Cram To Understand U - Lyrics - Mc Lyte

Title: I Cram To Understand U
Artist: Mc Lyte
Composer(s): Kirk Robinson, Lana Moorer, Nat Robinson

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Lyric:
I used to be in love with this guy named Sam
I don't know why, 'cause he had the head like that of a clam
But you couldn't tell me nothin', 'cause Sam was number one
'Cause to me, oh, my gosh, he was one in a million

I shoulda knew the consequences right from the start
That he'd use me for my money, and then break my heart
But like a fool in love I fell for his game
But I got mine, so I show no shame

In Empire winked his eye, and then he kept walkin'
And all of those who live in Brooklyn know just what I'm talkin'
The roller disco where we all used to go
Just to have some fun back in 1981

You know the place, Empire Boulevard
Is where I first saw the nigga, and he tried to play hard
But I knew the deal, 'cause I knew his brother Jerry
And Sam, he just broke up with his girlfriend Terry

So Jerry introduced Sam and I that night
He said, "Hello, my name is Sam" I said, "Hi, my name is Lyte"
We dipped and we dapped and we chit and we chat
About this and that, from sneakers to hats

He said, "Look, I'm in the mood for love
Simply because you're near me"
(Let's go)
To my house, lay back and get nice
Watch television, reunite on ice

I said, "Slow down, I know you wanna shake me down
But I'm not one of the girls to go rippin' around"

Just like a test
Ju-just like a test
Ju-just like a test
I cram to understand u

Next month I finally went to his house
I walked into the door, there was a girl on the couch
I said, "Who's the frog, the bump on the log?
You chump, you punk, how could you do me wrong??

Singing sad songs about your love is so strong
You said, "Wait Lyte, you're confused, the girl is my cousin"
Your brother agreed, but later she said that she wasn't

Just like a test
Ju-just like a test
Ju-just like a test
I cram to understand u

Forgotten, next month we went to the Deuce
Well, I thought it kinda strange 'cause you had lots of juice
You knew the dopes, the pushers, the addicts, everybody
Asked ya how you met 'em, said you met 'em at a party

Then these girls tried to tell me you were sellin' the stuff
I said, "It's not your business, so shut the fuck up"
They said, "Okay Lyte, think what you wanna think
But it's gon' be some shit when your man becomes a"

I said, "Look, to bust a move, I don't even know you
To put it Lyte, I really don't care to"
They kinda got mad and sort of offended
They said, "We only lookin' out for yo best interest"

I said, "Thanks but no thanks" in an aggravated tone
"When I wanna find out, I find out on my own"

Just like a test
Ju-just like a test
Ju-just like a test
I cram to understand u

Then my cousin said she saw you with this lady named C
Well, I'm clawin' my thoughts, I wonder who she could be
You're spending all your time with her
And not a second with me

They say you spend your money on her
And you're with her night and day
Her name starts with a C and it ends with a K
I strain my brain lookin' for a name to fit this spellin'
But I just couldn't do it 'cause my heart kept yellin'

Burning, begging for affection from you, Sam
But just like a test I cram to understand you
Thought I knew you well enough to call you a man

But, just like a test
Ju-just like a test
Ju-just like a test
I cram to understand u

Then it came a time you started looking kinda thin
I asked you why, you said, "Exercise, tryina stay slim"
I bought it, even though I knew it was a lie
'Cause it really didn't matter, you were still lookin' fly

But oh no, oh no, you started askin' me for money
Butter me up, beg me and call me your honey
So I gave you 2 yards, and then I gave you one more
You picked up your jacket and you flew out the door

You came back an hour later and you asked me for a 10
I said, "I only got a 20", you said, "Give me that, then"
I said, "Nope, I'll tell you now, you better stop slobbin'
Find you a job, or you better start robbin'"

So I stepped off with a giant step
Picked up my belongings, and I just left
And now I see you in Empire every Sunday
Juicin' the girls up for some money and a lay

But every time I see you doin' it, I just ruin it
Tell 'em how ya on crack, smoke, sniff, and chewin' it
And as for this girl, Miss C, oh well
I was shocked as hell when I heard, Samuel

When your homeboys told me, I almost went whack
That the girl you was addicted to, her name was Crack

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The Shape Of Things To Come - Lyrics - Dilated Peoples

Title: The Shape Of Things To Come
Artist: Dilated Peoples
Composer(s): Edwin Hayes, Michael Perretta, Joey Chavez, Rakaa Taylor

Lyric:
Ay, yes y'all
The only thing constant is change
With that, it's the shape of things to come, yeah

Yo, I'm the open-est emotions, I'm a river in straight
A crystal clean lake, yo, the essence of skin
The form of a luminescent bright light fluorescent
(You got light?)
Don't wait till it's dark to ask questions
I been sparkin' in sections and blessing mics with my presence
Since many were pre-pubescent puberty adolescent
Perhaps you need a lesson in, addressin' with respect an'
Too many feel inadequate without their little weapon

It's like I got the whole world against me, need to get intensely
A head full of headache hes and a hand full of sissies
Them so flimsy so why there one MC
There wasn't one before hasn't been one since me
A gangster of love, I come from up above
I give the mic a tug, I give the world a hug
I give the skies a kiss, I give suckers a kiss
Some people like my old styles better than this but

Yo, I'm Spacey like Kevin and some do knowledge of seven
Praise Jesus and Jah, Buddha, Allah or just Heaven
Yeah, and some like it moderate and some like a lot of it
Whichever way I go we got somethin' to get you move up out of it
Some will be statistics and some will be reverends
Dimes become pennies like dimes become eleven
To some we kind of thought of it, as teaching the dumb
Ace-One and dilated, the shape of things to come

I catch rec and tangle in circles with squares
Triangles to test if indeed you're prepared
This is the shape of things to come
This is the shape of things to come

I catch rec and tangle in circles with squares
And triangles to test if indeed you're prepared
This is the shape of things to come
This is the shape of things to come

I wax 'em I tax 'em, here's Iriscience, ask him
From Arkansas to Aspen, the futuristic jazzmen
I'm telepathic, movin' through hella traffic
I know my demographics, see how this was crafted and drafted
There's precision in the incision
I'm not Christian or Catholic or any other religion
I'm just man with a steel in his hand
I shoot the gift from blessed to spark where it land

And it landed in the sand where the pyramids blaze
And this is how the dictionary defines such a place
A polyhedron with a polygonal base
Median and common vertex, triangular face
Who came in the home and ripped the cats stole
Stripped the limestone to line they fine home
I cram to understand, their dirty deeds in song
While we bringing you the shape of things to come

I catch rec and tangle in circles with squares
And triangles to test if indeed you're prepared
This is the shape of things to come
This is the shape of things to come

I catch rec and tangle in circles with squares
And triangles to test if indeed you're prepared
This is the shape of things to come
This is the shape of things to come

Aiyyo, I center punch punchlines, shine when it's crunch time
I back to beat box, rap battles at lunchtime
I sketch a piece and fill it in with design
Ooh no, Aceyalone, raw bright like sunshine
Platform squad, standin' on the brink
Yo I touch the world, got three but two blink
Rakaa aka Iriscience lenscrafters
And blend with hash the self defense master

Yeah, it's too bad we control fire, wind
I know that you bad you batted a thousands I remember
Who's the baddest with the apparatus tell me again
Take ahold of your heart without penetratin' the skin
See I didn't invent it, I just perfected it
I never intended to really connect with it
But once I got in it, I redirected it
Now I change the world and get respect with it and a check with it

It ain't nothin' new under the sun
Fool, I ain't afraid of the size of your gun
The flesh is weak plus they speak foul tongue
Take the breath from their lungs as they swung
And they hung and they sunk

I catch rec and tangle in circles with squares
And triangles to test if indeed you're prepared
This is the shape of things to come
This is the shape of things to come

I catch rec and tangle in circles with squares
And triangles to test if indeed you're prepared
This is the shape of things to come
This is the shape of things to come

Yes y'all
Yes y'all
Yes y'all
Yes y'all

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The Test Of Time - Lyrics - Dean Martin

Title: The Test Of Time
Artist: Dean Martin
Composer(s): Sammy Cahn, Jimmy Van Heusen

Lyric:
Tonight I know the kiss we share
Is sweet beyond compare
But will it stand the test of time?

The lovely glow that's in your eyes
The music in your sighs
Oh, will they stand the test of time?

Time changes mountains, time changes rivers
Time changes winter to spring
Time changes everything they say

But if the thrill we feel tonight is really, really right
You'll never take your hand from mine
And our love will stand the test of time

Time changes mountains, time changes rivers
Time changes winter to spring
Time changes everything they say

But if the thrill we feel tonight is really, really right
You'll never take your hand from mine
And our love will stand the test, the test of time

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Bojangles Remix - Lyrics - El Mariel - Pitbull

Title: Bojangles Remix
Album: El Mariel
Artist: Pitbull
Composer(s): Armando Perez, Jonathan H Smith

Lyric:
Pequeño Juan
Boy, you killed this one dog
If you don't know her name it's cool call her this

Jigga jigga, call that girl Bojangles
Jigga jigga, call that girl Bojangles
Jigga jigga, call that girl Bojangles
The following is not a test, DJ!

Bring it, bring it back
Bring it, bring it, bring it back, hey!
Bring it, bring it back
Bring it, bring it, bring it back, hey!
Bring it, bring it back
Bring it, bring it, bring it back, hey!
The following is not a test, DJ!

Traelo pa' tras, trae trealo pa' tras, hey
Traelo pa' tras, trae trealo pa' tras, hey
Traelo pa' tras, trae trealo pa' tras, hey
The following is not a test, DJ!

I see the way you move and I picture you nude
Baby keep movin' that thing, baby keep movin' that thing
I wanna take you to the boom boom room
So we can do it like boom, boom, boom, boom

Pleasure, yes, God bless
I love my women rated triple-X
Let me show you how we do it 'round here
Man the women they don't fake it they get naked down here

It's da bottom, no bras no drawers
Da bottom, where they holla "Take it off!"
Da bottom, where we turn out daughters
Just to plan a lick on the father, we got 'em

Licky licky, licky licky, I like to
Licky licky, licky licky, we like to
Licky licky, licky licky, they like to
Licky licky, licky licky, DJ!

Bring it, bring it back
Bring it, bring it, bring it back, hey!
Bring it, bring it back
Bring it, bring it, bring it back, hey!
Bring it, bring it back
Bring it, bring it, bring it back, hey!
The following is not a test, DJ

Traelo pa' tras, trae trealo pa' tras, hey
Traelo pa' tras, trae trealo pa' tras, hey
Traelo pa' tras, trae trealo pa' tras, hey
The following is not a test, DJ

I'm back for some more, jigga, jigga, jigga
Take it back to the floor, jigga, jigga, jigga
Bend over touch toes, jigga, jigga, jigga
That's right she's a pro, that's right I'm a pro

Take it to the, take it to the house
Party, I'm a take it, I'm a take it to her mouth
Boy I'm a take 'em, I'm a take 'em to the South
Where them schools got classics like Jay-Z's "Reasonable Doubt?

Pit is always reppin' for them boyz up the road
For them boyz on the block yellin' "We base blow"
Watch where ya at 'cause they will tag ya toe
Liberty City'll leave yo? ass John Doe

Licky licky, licky licky, I like to
Licky licky, licky licky, we like to
Licky licky, licky licky, they like to
Licky licky, licky licky, DJ!

Bring it, bring it back
Bring it, bring it, bring it back, hey!
Bring it, bring it back
Bring it, bring it, bring it back, hey!
Bring it, bring it back
Bring it, bring it, bring it back, hey!
The following is not a test, DJ!

Traelo pa' tras, trae trealo pa' tras, hey
Traelo pa' tras, trae trealo pa' tras, hey
Traelo pa' tras, trae trealo pa' tras, hey
The following is not a test, DJ!

Baby work it out, baby baby work it out
Baby work it out, baby baby work it out
Baby work it out, baby baby work it out
If you see a girl that can shake, tell her just like this

Baby take it down, baby baby take it down
Baby take it down, baby baby take it down
Baby take it down, baby baby take it down
If you see a girl that can shake, tell her just like this

Baby turn around, baby baby turn around
Baby turn around, baby baby turn around
Baby turn around, baby baby turn around
Girl you know what I like to do, I like to

Licky licky, licky licky, we like to
Licky licky, licky licky, they like to
Licky licky, licky licky, the wha?
The following is not a test, DJ!

Bring it, bring it back
Bring it, bring it, bring it back, hey!
Bring it, bring it back
Bring it, bring it, bring it back, hey!
Bring it, bring it back
Bring it, bring it, bring it back, hey!
The following is not a test, DJ!

Traelo pa' tras, trae trealo pa' tras, hey
Traelo pa' tras, trae trealo pa' tras, hey
Traelo pa' tras, trae trealo pa' tras, hey
The following is not a test, DJ!

Tremenda formida
Tremendo information
Tremendo party pa? que le chepa
If you don't know her name it's cool call her this

Jigga jigga, call that girl Bojangles
Jigga jigga, call that girl Bojangles
Jigga jigga, call that girl Bojangles

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Bottom Line - Lyrics - Ratt

Title: Bottom Line
Artist: Ratt
Composer(s): Warren Demartini, Robin Crosby, Stephen Pearcy, Juan Croucier, Beau Hill

Lyric:
Right here is where your arm belongs
And I knew from the start, I knew it all along
Feeling all my feelings, playing with my fire
Make the next move, kindles my desire
And I know what I'm thinkin', that you know what I know
One thing's for sure is that I'll never let you go

Some things last forever, stand the test of time
It's you and me together, that's the bottom line
Come Hell or high water, till the end of time
It's you and me forever, that's the bottom line

Was it love or a strange twist of fate
Hand in hand, heart to heart, we took it on blind faith
Turnin' back the pages and tryin' to find the facts
Our love is gettin' stronger, there's no turnin' back
No more nasty looks, you play no dirty tricks
Nothing here is broken, so there's nothing here to fix

Some things last forever, stand the test of time
It's you and me together, that's the bottom line
Never say never, till the end of time
We'll go through Hell together, that's the bottom line, ow!

If you want it, you know where to find it, it's forever
That's the bottom line
Don't forget it, you'll never regret it, we're together
That's the bottom line

Some things last forever, stand the test of time
It's you and me together, that's the bottom line
Come Hell or high water, till the end of time
It's you and me forever, that's the bottom line

Some things last forever, stand the test of time
It's you and me together, that's the bottom line
Come Hell or high water, till the end of time, yeah
No, no, never say never, that's the bottom line, yeah

Some things last forever, stand the test of time
It's you and me together, that's the bottom line

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Kiss Test - Lyrics - Soul Of A Woman - Kelly Price

Title: Kiss Test
Album: Soul Of A Woman
Artist: Kelly Price
Composer(s): Al West, Kelly Price

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Lyric:
This is a test
This is only a test

Boy do you know what I'm feeling?
I'm overwhelmed by your lovin'
I can't deny that I want you all the time

But I gotta know what you're thinkin'
Hit it and run, real affection
Whatever it is I won't let you waste my time
So how will I know

Baby with just a kiss, boy when you touch my lips
Honey, I'll know for sure, boy when my eyes meet yours
And if your love is true, I'll give to you my very best
Just pass the test

Boy, when I love it's completely
You'll do the same if you want me
Can't be a fool and just throw my heart away
But how will I know

How will I know what you're feelin' is real
When you say you love me
And how will I know if it's real
What you feel when you say you care

Baby with just a kiss, boy when you touch my lips
Honey, I'll know for sure, boy when my eyes meet yours
And if your love is true, I'll give to you my very best
Just pass the test

Baby with just a kiss, boy when you touch my lips
Honey, I'll know for sure, boy when my eyes meet yours
And if your love is true, I'll give to you my very best
Just pass the test

I've got a kiss on my lips and it's wearing your name
So hold on, oh, here it comes
I really wanna know it's really gonna show
The way you feel inside nowhere to hide

Baby with just a kiss, boy when you touch my lips
Honey, I'll know for sure, boy when my eyes meet yours
And if your love is true, I'll give to you my very best
Just pass the test

Baby with just a kiss, boy when you touch my lips
Honey, I'll know for sure, boy when my eyes meet yours
And if your love is true, I'll give to you my very best
Just pass the test

Baby with just a kiss, boy when you touch my lips
Honey, I'll know for sure, boy when my eyes meet yours
And if your love is true, I'll give to you my very best

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Good Love - Lyrics - Anita Baker

Title: Good Love
Artist: Anita Baker
Composer(s): Gary Taylor

Lyric:
Ah, many days it goes unspoken
But this desire never seems to go away
It's gonna take much more than hope to bring you close
I think I'll pray

I hear you say you've got a lot to give up
And there is so much more this heart of mine can take
If what you have to bring to me is positive
You send it right away, right away

I want to know what good love feels like
Good love, good love
I want a love that's sure to stand the test of time
I want to know what good love feels like
Good love, good love
Morning, noon and night, forever all my life

Good love, good love
Good love, good love

There is a void that stands between us
And it seems it's getting harder to relate
Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine
Life this way

I want to know what good love feels like
Good love, good love
I want a love that's sure to stand the test of time
I want to know what good love feels like
Good love, good love
Morning, noon and night, forever all my life

I want to know what good love feels like
Good love, good love
I want a love that's sure to stand the test of time
I want to know what good love feels like
Good love, good love
Hear me when I say, bring it to me baby

Baby, you're the man I hear you say you are
I don't quite understand why loving me is so hard
Never have I felt the need to be this close
Words cannot say, Heaven only knows

I want to know what good love feels like
Good love, good love
I want a love that's sure to stand the test of time
I want to know what good love feels like
Good love, good love
Morning, noon and night, forever all my life

I want to know what good love feels like
Good love, good love
I want a love that's sure to stand the test of time
I want to know what good love feels like
Good love, good love
Morning, noon and night, forever all my life

I want to know what good love feels like
Good love, good love
I want a love that's sure to stand the test of time
I want to know what good love feels like
Good love, good love
Morning, noon and night, forever all my life

I want to know what good love feels like
Good love, good love
I want a love that's sure to stand the test of time
I want to know what good love feels like
Good love, good love
Morning, noon and night, forever all my life

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Tested - Lyrics - No Substance (B-Sides) - Bad Religion

Title: Tested
Album: No Substance (B-Sides)
Artist: Bad Religion
Composer(s): Greg Graffin

Lyric:
Yeah, they say there's a place free of trouble and care
And you have to pass a test for to make it there
It has something to do with the road that's straight and narrow
And the only way to go it is by being being right and thorough

There's always one more hill to climb
There's always one more hill to climb

Bombarded by multiple choices twenty four to seven
Navigating a tangled web of logic and passion
Guided by subconscious voices astute and sharpened
Tested, tested, ohh

At times we may be wondering what we're supposed to do
Stand and deliver or see the conflict through
And as we long or proceed to build our castles in the sky
Our plans get confounded and determination dies

There's no preparation and no guide
Just what you've done before here with your life

Bombarded by multiple choices twenty four to seven
Navigating a tangled web of logic and passion
Guided by subconscious voices astute and sharpened
Tested, tested, ohh

Acting on will, the test is a reaction
Opening your heart, the test is the emotion
Rolling the dice, the test is the agility
Burning out your mind, the test is the recovery
Watch out

You can play by the rules or bend them to your needs
But the test isn't over till you've reached your dark eternal sleep
There are no absolutes, no big wheels in the sky
You don't have to be first just gotta somehow get by

Yeah, bombarded by multiple choices twenty four to seven
Navigating a tangled web of logic and passion
Guided by subconscious voices astute and sharpened
Tested, tested, ohh

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Cock The 9 - Lyrics - Impact of a Legend - Eazy E

Title: Cock The 9
Album: Impact of a Legend
Artist: Eazy E
Composer(s): David Weldon, Lorenzo Jerald Patterson, Charles Givings, Andre Branch, Eric Wright

Lyric:
Here's the latest from the king of badness
I got the shit that makes niggaz wanna flip
G'd up all better wit beanies
Sweatin' all the bitches to blow are weanies

Niggaz all getting drunk and smoking a bum bud
Oh wait, here's a punk, pump the trunk
'Cuz it's a gang of jackers in the front smoking
All the hump, some shit was said about blue and red

But I'm color blind and I gotta nine
Threw up the sign I cock the 9, I cock the 9

Well nigga, pop the 9 and let it holla
Test drive wit a neighborhood's scholar
Black Impaler, blue chucks on gettin' outta
Sucks on hip hop thugsta, get the fuck on

Niggaz looking shifty, do they wanna diss me?
Lick me, show me love or peel my cap quickly
My six sense won't let me slip, don't puff wit the draggin' 'em
I'm still toe taggin' 'em, hit the spot wit a don still baggin' 'em

It's the low call, S.A.B on the vocal
Blast my way out Eazy pay
The way all you bitch niggaz stay out

I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 and everything is fine
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9, my homey pop the 9
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9, my homey pop the 9

I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 and everything is fine
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9, my homey pop the 9
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9, my homey pop the 9

It's like dice game, dice game niggaz get they roll on
Everything's all good till niggaz getting sold on
Here we all get together and shoot, fuck
I grab my gun then I picked up my loot

But I didn't lose shit so it's all good
Leavin' pumpin' Eazy-E 'Boyz 'n the Hood'
'Cuz I'm a gangsta so I can relate most of these
Niggaz is fake and tryin' to hate

I put a buster in his place, I put one in his face
Obey my first and give him the taste
That's how I duz it, that's how I do it
And the murder weapon that I use you know I threw it

He kept persuading so I had to do it
Play for keeps that's the rule of the streets

Dick Tracy all on my nutz like Cagny and Lacy
And don't faze me, Ruthless is the label that pays me
But this one H.K weighs a ton, words are yellow wit
The [unverified] freaks on a run, bring ya condom in the kingdom

From the ceilin' to the floor, info red at ya window
Plus the E go hangin' out the beamer tho
Drop shit like a seagull for the people
Ho's make a contribution but y'all don't hear me tho

I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 and everything is fine
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9, my homey pop the 9
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9, my homey pop the 9

I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 and everything is fine
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9, my homey pop the 9
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9, my homey pop the 9

Tuck ya legs to my dick with the wrap 'em real tight
Just incase it's on and a nigga gotta fight
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