They Don'T Make Hearts (Like They Used To) - Lyrics - Diamond Rio

Title: They Don'T Make Hearts (Like They Used To)
Artist: Diamond Rio
Composer(s): Sam Mullins, Monty Powell, Stan Lagrange

Lyric:
When my grandad fell in love with my grandma
Hearts were made to last, hearts were strong
But over the years they must have changed somehow
Look at us now, something must be wrong.

They don?t make hearts like they used to
These days a heart ain?t worth a dime
They don?t make hearts like they used to
They?re breaking all the time

When my folks fell in love, they had no doubt
Whatever came their way, they would just work out
Now someone?s breaking up, every time you turn around
No one seems to know what love is all about

They don?t make hearts like they used to
These days a heart ain?t worth a dime
They don?t make hearts like they used to
They?re breaking all the time

It there?s any hope for us to last for long
Then we?ve got to find the kind of love
Old hearts were built upon

They don?t make hearts like they used to
These days a heart ain?t worth a dime
They don?t make hearts like they used to
They?re breaking all the time

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Poisonous - Lyrics - Neighborhood Watch - Dilated Peoples

Title: Poisonous
Album: Neighborhood Watch
Artist: Dilated Peoples
Composer(s): Chris Oroc, Michael Peretta, Alan Maman, Rakaa Taylor, Devin 'The Dude'

Lyric:
You're like, what's ya name ma?
Should've run from her, the girl's
(Poisonous)
You made a bad move
She's from a bad crew, they're all
(Poisonous)

She ain't the one to trust
She'll treat your heart like Toys R Us
She's dangerous to touch
Stay away she's poisonous
(Poisonous)

She ain't the one to trust
She'll treat your heart like Toys R Us
(Poisonous)
She's dangerous to touch
Stay away she's poisonous
(Poisonous)

Some chick in the club you can't trust
Front like they fans only out for your buck
Front like they don't have a man and such
You start holdin' hands, that's when the van pulls up

It's tight situations like this
You know the risk, roll the dice, hit or miss
She feelin' me? Well, she got different motives
A candy shell to cover up the poison

I don't have to pretend
You know the type to fuck around with a man's best friend
You know the type out to do you wrong 'cuz you don't spend
Enough time or enough bread
(Poisonous)

It's the chicks that I let on the bus
I took one in the back, the other stole my stuff
(Damn)
It's the season of the vict', that night I got picked
I'm telling you now, they're dangerous to touch
(Poisonous)

She ain't the one to trust
She'll treat your heart like Toys R Us
She's dangerous to touch
Stay away she's poisonous
(Poisonous)

She ain't the one to trust
She'll treat your heart like Toys R Us
She's dangerous to touch
Stay away she's poisonous
(Poisonous)

She's poisonous
Can 'cause serious harm
Just one touch
She playin' with your heart
Like she was in Toys R Us
Ignore your trust
She's poisonous
(Poisonous)

You thinkin' it's love but that's lust
You feelin' like she's a drug with that touch
She breaks hearts 'cuz her heart got crushed
And loves cash, but she loves credit cards as much

She like the creole, for real, or maybe Puerto Rico
No self-esteem, but fronts the biggest ego
Never knew her father, her mother used to drink though
Her step-father had a peep show through every keyhole

Sweet and wholesome, he stole her innocence
Now he's up in Folsom, and she's the venomous
Hates men and dates them to rape them
For payback to pay bills she breaks them

Catch her at the bar, vanilla coke and Stoli's
Now she throwin' bait, reelin' them in slowly
She wants celebrities, 'cuz she can hustle that
A cat from the Mav's of the Cav's double back

They threw a couple back, they had a couple laughs
He was in trouble when he offered her a bubble bath
He didn't strap up, she 'bout to make him splash
Plan B was the get the hat up out the trash

And get the turkey baster, she's thinking tall paper
She cracked a smile when he told her that he'd call her later
She's gonna hit the lotto, she wants them all to pay her
Especially all them entertainers and ballplayers

She ain't the one to trust
She'll treat your heart like Toys R Us
She's dangerous to touch
Stay away she's poisonous
(Poisonous)

She ain't the one to trust
She'll treat your heart like Toys R Us
She's dangerous to touch
Stay away she's poisonous
(Poisonous)

Poisonous
Poisonous
Poisonous

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Make The Music With Your Mouth, Biz [Original 12'' Version] - Lyrics - Biz Markie - Greatest Hits - Biz Markie

Title: Make The Music With Your Mouth, Biz [Original 12'' Version]
Album: Biz Markie - Greatest Hits
Artist: Biz Markie
Composer(s): Marlon Williams, Marcel Hall

Lyric:
Ah one two, ah one two
Ah one two, ah one two
I'd like to introduce myself
My name is ah Biz Markie

Well, I'm the human ultra called Biz Markie
Makin' music orderly is my specialty
When I go, boom ah one, two, girls get excited
When they hear my lyrics they wanna recite 'em
I know y'all in the mood, just go with the flow

And I can play rappin' records and all disco
Like, beat it, Billie Jean by Michael Jackson
Or the treacherous three record, they call, "Action"
When you hear me do it, you will be shocked and amazed
It's the brand new thing they call the human beat box craze

Make the music with your mouth, Biz
Biz markie beat boxes
Make the music with your mouth, Biz
Biz markie beat boxes
Make the music with your mouth, Biz
Biz markie beat boxes

Well, I don't just do the beat box, I rock on the mic
And all the rhymes that I say, all the people like
I get the crowd jumpin', get the girl's hearts pumpin'
All the party people say, "Isn't he somethin'?"
Rock from New York city all the way down south

Sayin' rhymes and makin' music with my mouth
I'ma tell you party people how I began
It started when I'm livin' in Long Island
Hey, when I was a kid, I used to play in the streets
Makin' sounds with my mouth, all sorts of beats

Grown people, used to say, "What?"
Grown people, used to say, "What's
Wrong with that kid makin' that strange noise?"
It was like for all the fly girls and all the homeboys

Then I tried it at a homeboy's basement party
They thought it was a record, they ain't know it was me
When they came by the DJ, and saw who it is
They said, "Make the music with your mouth, Biz"

Make the music with your mouth, Biz
Biz markie beat boxes
Make the music with your mouth, Biz
Biz markie beat boxes
Make the music with your mouth, Biz
Biz markie beat boxes

It may look and sound easy doin' the human beat box
But it's real difficult, even knocked me out my socks
It's a movement combination with your lip tongue and throat
Use your teeth and your nose for a mysterious high note
I like doin' it as a hobby or a job

People treat me like a star and surround me in the mall
It's not all the props, spittin', breathin' hard and doin'
You need practice, be ambitious in the schoolin'
Let me tell you party people, you gotta admit
Anything than you want you gotta work hard for it

That's why I like doin' sounds, that's hard to achieve
Makin' two or three sounds at one time you can't believe
When I walk down the street, people crowd around me
And say, "How you make all them sounds at one time Biz Markie?"
I tell 'em it takes a lot of practice and lip control

I've been doin' it since, fifteen years old
And everywhere I do it, the people say I'm good
I even get big respect in my own neighborhood
I'm tellin' you a fact and just like it is
Even moms pops and cops say, "What up Biz?"
Everywhere I go, I always rocked the boat

Gonna end this rhyme with this one note
Not gonna act conceited and say "I'm the best"
But I'm guaranteed to pass any kind of test
I say def rhymes with funky fresh lyrics
When I do the beat the party people go into hysterics

Make the music with your mouth, Biz
Biz markie beat boxes
Make the music with your mouth, Biz
Biz markie beat boxes
Make the music with your mouth, Biz
Biz markie beat boxes

You heard the proceedin', now here's the sequel
All human beat boxes is not created equal
That's why I'm here to say today
That I'm doin' my beat in a special way

Makin' musical tunes, orally, I have perspective
I'm very well known and greatly respected
I like to thank people, without no doubt
Peace hi party people it's time to break out

Make the music, make the music
Make the music with your mouth
Make the music, make the music
Make the music with your mouth

Make the music, make the music
Make the music with your mouth
Make the music, make the music
Make the music with your mouth
Make the music with your mouth

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Slip Out The Back - Lyrics - The Rising Tied - Fort Minor

Title: Slip Out The Back
Album: The Rising Tied
Artist: Fort Minor
Composer(s): Mike Shinoda

Lyric:
You know me, I used to get caught up in everyday life
Tried to make it through my day so I could sleep at night
Tried to figure out my way through the maze
Of rights and wrongs, but like you used to say
Nothing feels like it's really worth it
Forget perfect, I'm trying not to be worthless
Since I last saw you I been lookin' for a purpose
Well I met this kid who thought like I did
He had a weird way of lookin' at it this is what he said

"Slip out the back before they know you were there
And at the worst you'll see nobody cares
'Cos you don't wanna be around when it all goes down
Even heroes know when to be scared
Slip out the back before they know you were there
And at the worst you'll see nobody cares
'Cos you don't wanna be around when it all goes down
Even heroes know when to be scared"

Now I don't remember where I met him or remember his name
But he walked funny like he was too big for his frame
Just over five foot but he weighed a buck fifty
And what he said just seemed so right it stuck with me
Listen it's like poker you can play your best
But you got to know when to fold your cards and take a rest
And know when to hold your cards and hold your breath
And hope that nobody else is stacking the deck because

I don't need to tell you that life isn't fair, it doesn't care
It momentarily cuts off your air, and like you
I want someone to say "It's okay"
But in the truest parts of our hearts everybody's afraid
But just under appreciated and overwhelmed
Fighting so hard to hide our fear that were scaring ourselves
You understand when I'm saying that you always did
But it's different in the words of a cowardly kid said

"Slip out the back before they know you were there
And at the worst you'll see nobody cares
'Cos you don't wanna be around when it all goes down
Even heroes know when to be scared
Slip out the back before they know you were there
And at the worst you'll see nobody cares
'Cos you don't wanna be around when it all goes down
Even heroes know when to be scared"

I'm no hero, you remember how I was, you know
All I ever did was worry, feeling out of control
To the point where everything was going end over end
I'm spinning around in circles again
This is where you come in all of this to explain to you why
I had to separate myself away from yesterday's life
Please remember this isn't how I hoped it would be
But I had to protect you from me

Thats why I slipped out the back before you knew I was there
I know you felt unprepared
But every single time I was around I just bring you down
And I could tell that it was time to be scared
Thats why I slipped out the back before you knew I was there
And I know the way I left wasn't fair
I didn't want to be around just to bring you down
I'm not a hero but don't think I didn't care

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This Is Us - Lyrics - G.O.A.T. (Greatest Of All Time) - Ll Cool J

Title: This Is Us
Album: G.O.A.T. (Greatest Of All Time)
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Carl Thomas, Vada Nobles, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
I'ma give all y'all somethin', word up
Word up, all my live cats out there gonna love me for this one
Uh-huh, they gon' be like, "Yo you, you need to listen
To that joint L made", word up, that's the joint you gotta listen to
Y'know wat I mean? Check this out y'all

I got the key that fits the lock of a real dog's mind B
The answer to the question chicks ask most the time see
Why my man cheat and give some bitch my heat?
Slap me one day then Sunday he's so sweet?

To me and mine, this nigga's hard to define
'Cause he beefin' when he broke but he arrogant when he shine
It fucks you up, you wonder if you wastin' time
Mention marriage, he lit a Dutch and peeped out the blinds

What different niggaz feels in they hearts is scary
I used to say shit like
"C'mon baby, you should be honored to share me"
She used to throw the cakes up, plus the burger was hairy
I used to have to think of shit to keep 'em comin', you niggaz feel me?

Baby or no baby I wasn't loyal or nuttin'
Just me and my niggaz on tour, frontin' and hittin' somethin'
Red lipstick prints all over my drawers
Oh, you wanna be an actress huh? Well my movie's hardcore

Like Dungeons & Dragons, gettin' brains in a Benz wagon
Step out, jeans saggin', crew laughin'
Gettin' blazed by the fiend for ten bones a piece
Nuttin' but the dog in me needin' to be released, this is us

You know that I do, the best that I can
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
I try to please you and be your man
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more

The Flipsyde of the coin, what team you wanna join?
You in The Tunnel every Sunday exposin' your tenderloins
In every rap cat's face, with some ol' flirty shit to say
Need to go home, wash your kids up and put your tits away

Me and my clique in motion, champagne and Alize
Got your mind bubblin' crazy, wanna flip Cool J
Spend your last on your hairdo but you ain't save a dime
To put your child through college baby, now have you?

Go get a job interview, your bad-ass kids a curfew
And skip that 'Bills Bills' shit broads is goin' through
I know this prostitute who said that life ain't cute
Child born with a destiny only God can dispute

Players giggle and laugh, flashin' gats and cash
My dogs don't care about you Boo, they like your ass
Told me if I call and your man answer, ask for L
So he can say, "No L live here," our code is ill

Tell him you about to catch a flick with Sherell
Plottin' and schemin' in the shower, masturbatin' on the cell
The neighborhood hustler, that cat we all know
That nigga we grew up with, son from next do'

My dream was to flow and escape the hell below
But the demons in my life set fire to my dough
I thought about murder, I vowed my revenge
Like the devil's pumpin' hate through my heart with a syringe
This is us

You know that I do, the best that I can
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
I try to please you and be your man
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more

They say a man gon' be a man but that's only half the scenario
You nag a cat, you givin' him a license to fuck a hoe
When a man come home late, he want his girl to say hello
Not hear all that bullshit, 'bout, "Nigga where you go?"

Fried chicken ready, t-shirt and panties at the stove
Messages written down, blunt rolled ready to go
Give me a hug, not too long, give me space
When a cat got issues don't need you all up in his face

Rub your breasts, kick back, smile a little
If it's rainin' outside, chill, listen to the drizzle
Now kiss my chest, call me Superman
Pull down my boxers by the Calvin Klein band

[Incomprehensible] wash it, enjoy the flavor, I return the favor
This behavior, should save ya
From me all night freakin' with a nineteen year-old
Half naked Puerto Rican, creamy ass leakin'

Every man will agree, when she nag it's killin' me
I don't always wanna talk about how the world is shittin' on me
I sip some Alize and meditate the pain away
And get in my own zone where I wanna be alone for solo

Reminisce with photos
And missed opportunities to make some dough flow, you know?
Chill, relax baby, support me from the background
Believe in my dreams, instead, you and your girls sat 'round

Complain about, who's tradin' ass for cash
If there ain't no trust then just us can't last
This is us, I know you feelin' that
Think about that shit, word up

You know that I do, the best that I can
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
I try to please you and be your man
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more

Your man, your man, your man
Everything we've been through, yeah
All the places we've been, yeah
Just don't know if I'll be the same again, ha

Ever since you walked all, all over me, ha
And even if we bring this back together, ha
You know it won't be the same, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no

Oh I, I, baby I, tried to be your man
Whoa, oh yeah, hoo hoo hoo
Can't you hear me?
Can't you hear me?

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Dead End Justice - Lyrics - Mercury Albums Anthology - The Runaways

Title: Dead End Justice
Album: Mercury Albums Anthology
Artist: The Runaways
Composer(s): Cherie Currie, Joan Larkin, Kim Fowley, Scott Anderson

Lyric:
I'm a blond bombshell and I wear it well
You're momma says you go straight to hell
I'm sweet sixteen and a rebel queen
I look real hot in my tight blue jeans

Dead end kids in the danger zone
All of you are drunk or stoned
Dead end kids you're not alone
You sleep in the street when you're not at home

Long hot summers make you wanna fight
The roar of the city lasts all night
You like drugs you like brew
You won't believe what I can do to you

Dead end kids in the danger zone
All of you are drunk or stoned
Dead end kids you're not alone
You sleep in the street when you're not at home

I got away clean with my fake ID
No more school or mommy for me
Stealing cars and breaking hearts
Pills and thrills and acting smart

Dead end kids in the danger zone
All of you are drunk or stoned
Dead end kids you're not alone
You sleep in the street when you're not at home

In the naked city, spaces ain't that pretty
As I was getting dusted, I happened to get busted
Oh yes, I was arrested, oh God, how I protested
They beat me with a board, it hurt just like a sword

They kicked me in the eye, my brain began to fry
This is like a movie, I know I'm gonna scream
All the pain that I feel makes me feel mean
It's so sad and crazy here, I think I'm gonna cry

If I don't wake up from this dream
I think I'm gonna die

Where am I?
Your in a cheap run down teenage jail that?s where
Oh my God
Yeah, blondie you?re gonna be here till your 18 so get used to it

Behind the bars, there's a superstar
Who never had a chance, she could sing, she could dance
You don't sing and dance in juvie honey
Behind the walls, they've seen it all, gotta have, gotta have

Justice, justice
Don't want your law and order
Justice, justice
Or world wide disorder

What you in for? Wouldn't you like to know?
Behind the fence, there is no defense
There's murder, rape and bribery in and out, burglary
You don't look so tough, oh, I been around
On the planet sorrow, there is no tomorrow gonna get

Justice, justice
Don't want your law and order
Justice, justice
Or world wide disorder

You can't turn off the tears
They crawl in juvenile hall cruel reform schools
They don't smile, they got no bail or jury trial
Joan, lets break out tonite okay Cherie, whats the plan?

You grab the guard, in the prison yard
Get his keys and gun, we'll run
My old man's waiting outside in a van is he handsome?
You'll see ?cause you know, we gotta be free

Justice, justice
Don't want your law and order
Justice, justice
Or world wide disorder

We'll go far through the prison yard
You and me, we will be free
Just be safe, don't be late
If you see the guard don't hesitate

But Joan I'm getting tired, I've run out of fire
I can't go any farther but Cherie you must try harder
Joan, I'm down, my ankle, I can't go on, but I can't leave you
What do I do? Save yourself you know what you gotta do
Oh my God

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A Hundred &Amp; One - Lyrics - Bryan White

Title: A Hundred &Amp; One
Artist: Bryan White
Composer(s): Rich Wayland, Kye Fleming, Mary Ann Kennedy

Lyric:
Tommy still drives that ol' pick-up truck
He had back in high school
He says he won't trade it in'
Cause they don't make 'em like they used to

His wife Donna's got a picture of Elvis
By the clock in the kitchen
Her hair and clothes come back
In style every now and then

They made a promise on their wedding day
Nothin's gonna take this feeling away

Let the world turn, let the years drift by, the fire will burn
In their hearts just as bright, time may take its toll
But their love won't grow old and if they live to be
A hundred and one, they're still gonna die young

Tommy spent years fixin' wheels and brakes
At the Texaco on the highway
Donna kept the kids and did permanent waves
At the beauty shop on Fridays

It's been forty years but who'd ever know
By the way they carry on
Just the same two kids as much in love
As the day they married on

They made a promise on their wedding day
Nothin's gonna take this feeling away

Let the world turn, let the years drift by, the fire will burn
In their hearts just as bright, time may take its toll
But their love won't grow old and if they live to be
A hundred and one, they're still gonna die young, gonna die young

Let the world turn, let the years drift by, the fire will burn
In their hearts just as bright, time may take its toll
But their love won't grow old and if they live to be
A hundred and one, they're still gonna die young

Let the world turn, let the years drift by, the fire will burn
In their hearts just as bright, time may take its toll
But their love won't grow old and if they live to be
A hundred and one, they're still gonna die young

Let the world turn, let the years drift by, the fire will burn
In their hearts just as bright, time may take its toll
But their love won't grow old and if they live to be
A hundred and one, they're still gonna die young
They're still gonna die young

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A Trip Out Of Town - Lyrics - Anarchy - Busta Rhymes

Title: A Trip Out Of Town
Album: Anarchy
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): D Sloan, Dominick Lamb, Eugene Raskin, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Yo, it all began like, bust it
My nigga City 'bout to bounce on a trip
We met some niggas with a lot of things they want em to flip
I told my nigga get the dough and keep the blau on your hip
Travel safe, you know that I'm a hold it down on the strip
Good lookin', word to mother son I give you my wit
But when I get back, I'm a bounce straight to your crib
On the strength, son slid until you to the Greyhound
Wit a burner in the knapsack, headed straight outta town

Now, three days pass I'm still on the strip
Doin' hand to hand with twelve collapsible, stashable clips
With little magnets on the side of the clips we planted like a project
When police come we stick the clips in any metal object
Throwin' a nigga on the walls and try to search me down
I laugh knowin' that my stash'll never be found

Well anyway, on the third day, son came straight to the strip
Wit a new floss and shiny shoes on the whip
My nigga hit me with the latest, greatest
He told me get inside the whip so I can know just what the up to date is
He said he fuckin'' wit some Guyanese niggas how ill them niggas is
What kind of dough they get, and how they handle they biz
How they connect with Jamaician niggas who speak American
And how they chains swung a medallion iced out pelicans

And how they stay wit four pounders
And speak American to try to blend in
Like they ain't obvious out of towners
Okay, I've never heard of workers gettin five G's pay
For trips that last for only 2-3 day
How these Guyanese niggas be eatin' pasta but they love Zucchini
Rockin Valor tennis suits by Sergio Tecchini
Them type of cats that call you because you can't call 'em
Rockin' baseball fitters with wild animal skins on 'em

How they rock silks and tailor made pants
And get a matching bally shoe for the silk to step in the dance
Washrags hangin' from every one of our back pockets
From every fine wine to champagne them niggas'll straight cop it
And set up shops in them neighborhoods that was residential
Rock laced whips while the workers'll floss the latest rentals
How they fuck with arrogant bitches who act pussy
And love to hustle wit niggas and stash coke up in they pussy

After all of that I wanted ones
The way my nigga was talkin' so next trip I went to bounce with son
So now we out of town with Guyanese cats
Up in they gates bubbling packages and layin' wit gats
Shit was slow until the main fiend was offed
Just like a thief in the night
And spread the word that we was back with the white

Ayo why don't you tell that crack head
To close the fuckin' door and shut the fuck up
Yeah man and clean the motherfucking spot up, smell like
Break the fuckin'' breakdown in the working city
Yo go get the plates and the gym star
Yo light that up, lemme hit that, gimme a light, yeah man cut that
Fuck this shit

Yeah, see how we blowin' pa
The lookout niggas holdin' fort like they was watchtowers
Buggin' on how we went through, a half a brick every couple of hours
So on and so on, shit is good and we eatin'
First nigga to short a package will catch the most brutal beatin'
The whole town, see we now own it
Carryin' on and blemishing all in the hearts of the best moments
We stackin' cheddar now and shit is all clear
And we was growin' as workin' niggas wit aspiring ideas

We love to floss and the feeling of pushing chrome shit
But in the grand scheme these niggas'll love to have they own shit
Now these niggas was really ready to swell up
We decided to separate from them niggas and make our shit develop
Off in to the wilderness of the wicked Husid
We set up shops and watched the games begin
So now we ballin' like a motherfucker, money was sick
Gas on the cheddar and these bitches ridin' the dick

Fuckin' everything from the local McDonald's bitches
With the biggest ass
To attorney bitches that'll beat a charge fast
We used to takin' niggas' custies and leave they set up on tilt
And watch 'em angrily scheme on the shit that we built
Ain't it funny how shit transpire in fact?
Not too long after our ride we took the winner's stash, house was at
Some niggas tried to run a jook with things in they palm
Not a problem so immediately reach for the John

Right away the gun bust! Straight lifted a nigga
How we moved his organs with kickback, shifted a nigga
Wild shots fire, everybody scatter like rats
Leavin' nothing but gunpowder and a trail of smoke in these gats
Now we got this faggot nigga blood on our hands
But fuck it, determined to fulfill the best of these plans
Shit was hot but we was nowhere near ready to fall
My son said he shot, but he wasn't bleeding at all

Word, I started buggin' when my nigga said he feel cold
Then I looked up on the right side of his shirt and found a little hole
So as we continue to radically blaze the fifth
Flame the iron, not giving a fuck, y'all niggas wanna rip?
Well we deaded three out of the four niggas who tried to judge
One nigga slid and think he got off the hook
Now let me find out one out of them three niggas we bodied
Was one of them Guyanese niggas who buy drinks up for the party

He was the nigga to flood the table with champagnes
Stupid motherfucker tried to front, we had to leak his brain
Suddenly my nigga fell to the floor
And said his legs feel like them shits ain't got no feelin's no more
More the actin' up the more the shit I felt in my gut
The shit was all over as soon as the director said, "Cut!"

That's a wrap, good actin' motherfuckers, good actin'
That's the shit I'm talkin' about
Y'all ready to watch the playback?
Fuck around, that shit'll be a box office smash motherfuckers

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My Life - Lyrics - Chyna Doll - Foxy Brown

Title: My Life
Album: Chyna Doll
Artist: Foxy Brown
Composer(s): John Phillips, Inga Marchand, Deric Angelettie, Michelle Phillips, Jamal Barrow, K West

Lyric:
Why don't ya'll take a look into my life?
See what I see

At the age of fourteen, introduce to coops
Learnin' how to seduce niggaz, takin' they loot
Quickly, got involved with this money lifestyle
The finer things, all kinda things, power, money
Cars and diamond rings, and nice braids, flaunt it
The Gucci boots with the G's on it
A high price for this 'High price' life
While I'm on tour is my man cheatin' just for spite?
And if you only knew I hold my minks at nights with cheap
Or no other hands can hold me right
My girls ain't the same, guess it's 'cuz the fame
Bitches smile in my face and throw dirt on my name
Mad 'cuz I made it, now friends intimidated
Hate it that I'm in the same game as them
With mo' fame than them, they know who they are
This life is no joke, got us havin' to broke
You was my sister, who used to dream together
How we could make it real big, do our thing together
Huh, Thelma and Louise together, remember them days?
Them niggas we played? Now we don't even speak
Went our seperate ways, seperate lives
Lost friendship for pride, playin' the game
About to forfeit high price life, I can't afford it

My life, do ya feel what I feel?
My life, a black girl's ordeal my life
Do ya see what I see?
Have you been where I've been?
Can you go where I go?
My life
Do ya'll know what it feels like?
Do ya'll know what it be like?
Do ya see what I see?
Have you been where I've been?
Can you go where I go?

Daddy's girl, in his wildest dreams
Said he think that lil' Ing will be illest in this rap -thing
Age four in my mother's shoes, swore I could sing
And even as a little girl I was doin' my thing
Uh, confused, I ain't asked to be born
Nigga so dumb, shoulda used a condom
Ask mommy every day, when daddy gon' come?
But he never showed up
I would pimp for them, became demented, then men?
Resented them, just the scent of 'em made me hurl
Specially the baller ones tryin' to buy me with pearls
All I needed was love, all I wanted was love
Lack of love had me fallin' for thugs
The niggas who ain't care, just like daddy
If he ain't care, why should they?
For this 'High price' life, it's the price I pay

My life, do ya feel what I feel?
My life, a black girl's ordeal, my life
Do ya see what I see?
Have you been where I've been?
Can you go where I go?
My life
Do ya'll know what it feels like?
Do ya'll know what it be like?
Do ya see what I see?
Have you been where I've been?
Can you go where I go?

All my girls cross the world that feel what I feel
Hearts bruised, then been way I been, keep it movin'
Let him do his thing, I'm the one he's lovin'
I'm here to show ya'll, havin' a kid ain't meanin' nuthin'
That ain't keepin' him, specially if he in love with another chick
Then you stuck with the babymother shit
Don't be lovin' niggas more than yaself
Let 'em roam, a dog always finds his way home
Shit, ya'll don't wanna take my place, cashin' cases
Spit in faces, I never seem falsely accused
While some say it's rude
But if I was a dude, they all be amused
But I'm a woman, so I'm a bitch, simple as that
Double standards, call him a Mack, call me a hoe
Say I'm in it for the dough, but tell me
What tha fuck he in it for?
Wanted it all, now it's all mine
Loneliness, sorrow, confusion and pain
Nightmares, headlines, "Rapper found slain"
If it wasn't for my moms, I'd drown in this pain
Now ya'll see what it's like, ya'll don't wanna be me
'Cuz it ain't always what it seem on TV
Shit, but this is my nine to five ya'll
Sometimes I wanna slit my wrist and end my life ya'll

My life, do ya feel what I feel?
My life, a black girl's ordeal my life
Do ya see what I see?
Have you been where I've been?
Can you go where I go?
My life
Do ya'll know what it feels like?
Do ya'll know what it be like?
Do ya see what I see?
Have you been where I've been?
Can you go where I go?

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Karma - Lyrics - The Hunger for More - Lloyd Banks

Title: Karma
Album: The Hunger for More
Artist: Lloyd Banks
Composer(s): Chris Lloyd, Gregory M Doby, Marvin Yancy, Charles Jackson

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Lyric:
I am the one you denied, brushed off every time I tried
But I'm alright, I'm able to swallow my pride
And put all the bullshit to the side, yf you're ready to ride
I'm down for a one night stand, I'll accept it anyway that I can
'Cuz I ain't your man, I'll try for whatever it's worth
Just remember who played who first, yeah, yeah

I can't keep my eyes off ya
I can tell why them other guys lost ya
The kind's red in a flyin' saucer
And that's why I can offer, similarities in our characters

Haven't ya heard the word 'round town, how I get down?
They gon' whistle, every body part is official
When that ass wit chu, got my dick hard as a missle
Don't hop on top 'cuz I ride around with a pistol

If they pull us over, I'll be outta town with a issue
If you was mine, I'd introduce you to mama girl
You're stylin' in your boots and Gabanna
I'm so used to your Prada, I take trips 'cuz out in Houston it's hotta

Throw in that Al Green and juice the Impala
Lay my jewels on my collar
You had me feelin' like a fool when I holla'd
Tryna squeeze in but you wouldn't bothered
Now I ain't either, soon as I realize that I ain't need her
She in a rush to get close to me but I ain't eager, shit

I am the one you denied, brushed off every time I tried
But I'm alright, I'm able to swallow my pride
And put all the bullshit to the side, yf you're ready to ride
I'm down for a one night stand, I'll accept it anyway that I can
'Cuz I ain't your man, I'll try for whatever it's worth
Just remember who played who first, yeah, yeah

Look I don't mean to bother you
But ya sex appeal is remarkable
You make a G wanna walk around in a park wit chu
There ain't no tellin' the kinda things that I'ma start to do

If I get wrapped up on your ass too fast
I can tell you feel the same 'cuz when I asked you laughed
So I'ma, leave it at that take a hint and put in my math
I imagine you probly look twice as good in a bath

And I'm buggin', 'cuz I can see you right in the hood when I pass
I'm never stable 'cuz business is on my ass
But you can be the one that I visit before I dash
And I admit I been the type to hit and split

But you can't blame me for the females that I been gettin' wit
'Cuz, most of these broads just have they eyes on my grit
Till they ain't get shit and learn to be satisfied with the dick
And, if you ain't worth it that's all you get
I ain't gonna blame you I'ma blame all you tricks, 'cuz

I am the one you denied, brushed off every time I tried
But I'm alright, I'm able to swallow my pride
And put all the bullshit to the side, yf you're ready to ride
I'm down for a one night stand, I'll accept it anyway that I can
'Cuz I ain't your man, I'll try for whatever it's worth
Just remember who played who first, yeah, yeah

It seems like your attitude
Only appears when I'm mad at you
When several situations occur and that includes
When I'm gone too long ridin' through them avenues

Soon as I get home it's rumors an scattered news
Yo know my fantasies am I feeling things or can this be
Your girlfriends tryna to sandwich me
My hearts colder than sandwich meat

'Cuz I, come from the hood where the hammers be
I move fast but I switch pace
And pop a Listerine strip in, before you get all up in a bitch face
Movin' your body like this

Gon' make me blow like a bottle of Cris
Man I don't know no one hotter to twist
You got my temperature risin', from your hips to your thighs an'
That glare in your eyes'll brighten up a horizon
It comes naturally I don't bribe 'em as easy as 1, 2, 3 and I slide in

I am the one you denied, brushed off every time I tried
But I'm alright, I'm able to swallow my pride
And put all the bullshit to the side, yf you're ready to ride
I'm down for a one night stand, I'll accept it anyway that I can
'Cuz I ain't your man, I'll try for whatever it's worth
Just remember who played who first, yeah, yeah

I am the one you denied, brushed off every time I tried
But I'm alright, I'm able to swallow my pride
And put all the bullshit to the side, yf you're ready to ride
I'm down for a one night stand, I'll accept it anyway that I can
'Cuz I ain't your man, I'll try for whatever it's worth
Just remember who played who first, yeah, yeah

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Os - Flypaper - Lyrics - Atlantis: Hymns for Disco - K

Title: Os - Flypaper
Album: Atlantis: Hymns for Disco
Artist: K
Composer(s): Kevin Deron Brereton

Lyric:
Feeling stuck, self-loathing, shoe gazing?
Pesky flies getting you down?
Try new supersonic flypaper
It's catchy and it's pop

Flypaper, do it again, do it again
Do it again, can he do it again?
Do it again, do it again
Do it again, can we do it?

Yeah, you see it everyday
All the people standing at the train station
Left, right, left, right, left, right
We don't talk to each other now
What an alien nation
Uptight, uptight, uptight

I hope one day, some things can get better
I hope some way, our hearts can change the weather
As we walk this yellow road and try to shake the load
In this 416 area code, it's another night in TV land, I say

I'm not one to repeat myself but if it ain't broken, don't fix it
I see you burning all that midnight oil
But I'm caught between a rock and a hard place
That's why I'm walking in the city with a hard face
Seems I'm afraid of being afraid

Do it again, do it again
Do it again, can we do it?

You think I don't know
Oh, how I see your eyes run dry
Subliminal pro, I've got to go
Plus I couldn't be the pound in your chest

Game for fame, for checkmate, I've got a new mind state
Plus I've got the power of the cat, rotate
I'm straight, digging in my record crate
Lights on your party, so they leave the hate
Come on

And time is a thief that leaves nothing behind
And I've got no grief or acts to cry in this fair city
I'm just a man who wants to understand
Who wants to know the plans, tell me the plans, tell me the plans

I'm not one to repeat myself but if it ain't broken, don't fix it
I see you burning all that midnight oil
But I'm caught between a rock and a hard place
That's why I'm walking in the city with a hard face
Seems I'm afraid of being afraid

Do it again, do it again
Do it again, can we do it?

Yo, okay, it seems at times that I'm under hypnosis
I suppose this city life is a process
I wrote this, like a million years ago
Tried to get out of the game a million tears ago

But I'm back, chillin', illin' for top billin'
Levitate to the ceiling by resurrectin' the feelin'
Hip-hop, it started out in the far
Are we lost in the dark? I think we maybe forgot

But never mind that, we like to party
We don't start trouble and we don't bother nobody
'Cause Y is a letter with a long, long tail
And I write these lyrics you can feel like Braille

Hail, the most high, I post high
I used to swing low, now I let the crabs know
That my antimatter is shattering any ladder
That's crawling with snakes, make no mistake, we not fake, wake up

I'm not one to repeat myself but if it ain't broken, don't fix it
I see you burning all that midnight oil
But I'm caught between a rock and a hard place
That's why I'm walking in the city with a hard face
Seems I'm afraid of being afraid

Ooh, got stuck, ooh, flypaper
I don't care, I don't care
Who's that girl? She's flypaper
She don't care, she don't care

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Nobody Does It Better - Lyrics - G-Funk Classics (Disc 2) - Nate Dogg

Title: Nobody Does It Better
Album: G-Funk Classics (Disc 2)
Artist: Nate Dogg
Composer(s): Warren Griffen, Nathaniel Hale

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Lyric:
Nobody does it better, nobody does it better
Nobody does it better, nobody does it better

They can come closer than close, yeah
Original they never will be
We bumpin' from coast to coast, yeah, yeah
We just tryin' make you see, nobody does it better

I'm sittin' here trippin', my mind is blocked
Nate Dogg just spit it, so it's time to cock
No one can do it better like this 2 man crew
They say we're one hit quitters, so whatcha'll gonna do?

Always into somethin', that's my name
Only out for money, hey 'cause that's the game
People always ask me why I'm out for scratch
He who has the most is he who won the match

Strike one, me and Nate Dogg is a match
Strike two, leave 'em standing still in their tracks
Strike three, you can call us two one three
It's the L and the B that makes me act like a G

My exhibition started back in '93
No one, nobody listenin' but Warren and me
To all the nonbelievers, now I bet you see
Nobody does it better than me

They can come closer than close, yeah
Original they never will be
We bumpin' from coast to coast, yeah, yeah
We just tryin' make you see, nobody does it better

They call me DJ and the spark plug, keepin' it licked
There is no accident for these platinum hits
So when we make it to show love, bangin' in your club
Hangin' with your thugs, givin' up G love

Do you remember back on the east side?
When all of us niggas used to love to ride
We didn't care what we did
Time was nothing to us, we were just kids

Times are different now but you still get stuck
I'm not a kid no more, I just don't give a fuck
So if you think you really wanna step to me
Keep this is mind, nobody does it better than me

They can come closer than close, yeah
Original they never will be
We bumpin' from coast to coast, yeah, yeah
We just tryin' make you see, nobody does it better

Wow, make you say go now
Hot rap singles on the charts now
Got a baby, so I'm breakin' hearts now
On your mark, get set, it starts now

All you pimp playin' hustlers, now ya know
You can't keep me out once you crack the door
Either join a team or it's best you flee
Nobody does it better than me

They can come closer than close, yeah
Original they never will be
We bumpin' from coast to coast, yeah, yeah
We just tryin' make you see, nobody does it better

Nobody does it better, nobody does it better

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Pony Ride - Lyrics - De La Soul

Title: Pony Ride
Artist: De La Soul
Composer(s): Kelvin Mercer, David Jolicoeur, Vincent Mason, S Preston

Lyric:
Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I wanna do is take my time
Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I wanna do is take my time

I'ma stand up for art express, do mic test rehearsals
Eight years of man livin', ain't no edits or commercials
Flick the God like mummy, but my own want a debit
Tossin' facts and how they axis don't, spin on a limit

Ain't no need to dwell, to health I'm fakin' your jax
Ride niggaz get to sittin' to rear, so play the Parks of Rosa
Suppose I have my whole life on it
Funny how those you love, love the evil they do

I brew the medicine to heal, a bit of verbals we had
But yo' ideas of heal, is left the surface of it scabbed
Navigations nearly took me on some cruise type expense
Dispensin' me some shitty canal, I took the juice

Because I'm used to one-ways, detours and destinations
Of ways in life, I pretends the knife
Stuck in my spine'll be a symbol, how Jack can B. Nimble
But it's time to make that foggy vision crystal
We gots to get the crystal right?

Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I wanna do is take my time
Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I wanna do is take my time

Well, I don't wanna go that far
To sell my soul, I ain't gonna go that far
I'm takin' minds and hearts beyond the shinin' star
Raw dick, honey I don't wanna go that far

So listen why you riskin' your mentality against mine?
Sick of leadin' love, sick of leadin' love
Leavin' love loud faced in the vehicle of mine
Them wanna do awards, be it of nine ninety-nine, watch 'em

Profile the true fall out for so-called friends
Like mercury and water, we just don't blend
I end the game technically, you wanna stop me
True gems show affection like Jody Watley, so

Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I wanna do is take my time
Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I wanna do is take my

Take my, take my time
Take my, take my, take my time
Take my, but I don't wanna go that far

I recall kissin' on my lady, talkin' bout makin' babies
Now we made the baby, but cannot connect as legal spouses
Now me and my daughter reside in different houses
What louses up the structure, is leavin' things up to

The child lesser, than a child runnin' wild from mild pressure
Mega, negative
To live a master plan when that plan has no master
You stare at false tongues, leadin' the yung'un to disaster

Postures of this world is seen as mad crooked
Want your manhood, but man, your dad took it
We used to swallow 40's and a whole lot of pride
Nice MC's be frontin' on some whole other vibe

Just because them albums are sealed, doesn't mean
Them lyrics are untampered with, let's kill the myth
That as MC's we know it all, we all children still
No tricks for ninety-six, it's due time we build man

Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I wanna do is take my time
Just stop takin' me for a ride
'Cause all I wanna do is take my time

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Sophmore Slump Or Comeback Of The Year - Lyrics - From Under the Cork Tree - Fall Out Boy

Title: Sophmore Slump Or Comeback Of The Year
Album: From Under the Cork Tree
Artist: Fall Out Boy
Composer(s): Andrew John Hurley, Peter L Wentz, Patrick Martin Stumph, Joseph Mark Trohman

Lyric:
Are we growing up or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out
Take our tears, put 'em on ice
'Cause I swear, I'd burn this city down to show you the light

We're the therapists, pumping through your speakers
Delivering just what you need
We're well-read and poised
We're the best boys

We're the chemists, who found the formula
To make your heart
Swell and burst
No matter what they say, don't believe a word

'Cause I'll keep singing this lie
If you keep believing it
I'll keep singing this lie
I'll keep singing this lie

Are we growing up or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out
Take our tears, put 'em on ice
'Cause I swear, I'd burn this city down to show you the light

We travel like gypsies only
With worse luck and far less gold
We're the kids you used to love
But then we grew old

We're the lifers, here 'til the bitter end
Condemned from the start
Ashamed of the way the songs and the words
Own the beating of our hearts

'Cause I'll keep singing this lie
I'll keep singing this lie

Are we growing up or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out
Take our tears, put 'em on ice
'Cause I swear, I'd burn this city down to show you the light

And there's a drug in the thermostat to warm the room up
And there's another around to have us bend your trust
Got a sunset in my veins
And I need to take a pill to make this town feel okay

The best part of, "Believe" is the lie
I hope you sing along and you steal a line
I need to keep you like this in my mind
So give in our just give up

The best part of, "Believe" is the lie
I hope you sing along and you steal a line
I need to keep you like this in my mind
So give in our just give up

Are we growing up or just going down?
Are we growing up or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out
Take our tears, put 'em on ice
'Cause I swear, I'd burn this city down to show you the light

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Sophomore Slump Or Comeback Of The Year? - Lyrics - Fall Out Boy

Title: Sophomore Slump Or Comeback Of The Year?
Artist: Fall Out Boy
Composer(s): Andrew John Hurley, Peter L Wentz, Patrick Martin Stumph, Joseph Mark Trohman

Lyric:
Are we growing up, or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out
Take our tears, put 'em on ice
'Cause I swear I'd burn the city down to show you the light

We're the therapists pumping through your speakers
Delivering just what you need
Well read and poised, we're the best boys
We're the chemists who've found the formula
To make your heart swell and burst
No matter what they say, don't believe a word

'Cause I'll keep singing this lie if you'll keep believing it
I'll keep singing this lie, I'll keep singing this lie

Are we growing up, or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out
Take our tears, put 'em on ice
'Cause I swear I'd burn the city down to show you the light

We'll travel like gypsies only with worse luck and far less gold
The kids you used to love but then we grew old
We're the lifers here 'til the bitter end condemned from the start
Ashamed of the way the songs and the words own
The beating of our hearts

'Cause I'll keep singing this lie, I'll keep singing this lie

Are we growing up, or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out
Take our tears, put 'em on ice
'Cause I swear I'd burn the city down to show you the light

There's a drug in the thermostat to warm the room up
And there's another around to help us bend your trust
Got a sunset in my veins
And I need to take a pill to make this town feel okay

The best part of believe is the lie
I hope you sing along and steal a line
I need to keep you like this in my mind
So give in or just give up

The best part of believe is the lie
I hope you sing along and you steal a line
I need to keep you like this in my mind
So give in or just give up

Are we growing up, or just going down?
Are we growing up, or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out
Take our tears, put 'em on ice
'Cause I swear I'd burn the city down to show you the light

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Beautiful - Lyrics - Enchant

Title: Beautiful
Artist: Enchant
Composer(s): Doug Ott

Lyric:
How did we come to this?
When did we reach that fork in the road
That carried us from our home?

Where did we go wrong?
How could we lose the words to our song
When we were writing it all along?

And how could something beautiful
Turn into something ugly
And change right before our eyes?

And how could something wonderful
Just fade away and slip into
Something that we try to hide from?

What we've become
A mere shadow of the
Lovers we used to be
Don't you see?

Where do we go from here?
Can we reclaim all that we have lost
And start all over again?

Can we afford the cost?
Should we risk the chance of losing it all
Or walk away now as friends?

And how does something beautiful
Just fade into a memory
Stored there for a rainy day?

And how does something wonderful
Get tossed aside or thrown away
Like something that is broken or frayed?

What a mess we've made
Shards of our hearts
They splinter beneath our feet
Yet we refuse to retreat

So think about tomorrow
And forgive all the wrongs of today
We should know better than
To let our pride get in the way

We can make it better
We can save what we have
If we try to rise above our faults

We can make it beautiful
Turn from something ugly
And change right before our eyes

And we could make it wonderful
Just turn our backs on yesterday
And focus on the love that we've made

'Cause we have something beautiful
It's something that's invaluable
Like waking to a brand new day

What we have is wonderful
It's sublime, it's magical
Divine, it's beautiful

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