Thinkin' Problem - Lyrics - David Ball

Title: Thinkin' Problem
Artist: David Ball
Composer(s): Allen Shamblin, David Alderman Ball, Stuart Ziff

Lyric:
Yes, I admit I've got a thinkin' problem
She's always on my mind
Her memory goes round and round
I've tried to quit a thousand times

Yes, I admit I've got a thinkin' problem
Fill the glass up to the top
I'll start with loving her
But I don't know when to stop

I wake up and right away
Her name is on my lips
Once the memories start to flow
I can't stop with just one sip

Yes, I admit I've got a thinkin' problem
She's always on my mind
Her memory goes round and round
I've tried to quit a thousand times

Yes, I admit I've got a thinkin' problem
Fill the glass up to the top
I'll start with loving her
But I don't know when to stop

I keep on remembering
How good it used to be
Gettin' stoned all alone
On my favorite memory

Yes, I admit I've got a thinkin' problem
She's always on my mind
Her memory goes round and round
I've tried to quit a thousand times

Yes, I admit I've got a thinkin' problem
Fill the glass up to the top
I'll start with loving her
But I don't know when to stop

I'll start with lovin' her
But I don't know when to stop

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A Real Nice Problem To Have - Lyrics - Aaron Tippin

Title: A Real Nice Problem To Have
Artist: Aaron Tippin
Composer(s): Rick Bowles, Tom Shapiro

Lyric:
You say, you wish you could stay for another round
Help me close this tavern down
But your better half said you better not be late

Or there's gonna be some hell to pay
Well, I'm thinkin' as you're moanin' and paying your tab
Sounds like a real nice problem to have

Well I wish, I had someone waiting at home with the lights on
And I wish, I had me a reason not to stay out all night long
Having someone to love you, tell me is it all that bad?
Sounds to me like a real nice problem to have

You gotta call, so she don't worry 'bout you
Well, I've got a pocket full of quarters that I'd love to use
Yeah, you think I'm a lucky so-and-so

'Cause nobody cares when I come and go
I'd trade places with ya buddy in a second flat
Sounds like a real nice problem to have

Well I wish, I had someone waiting at home with the lights on
And I wish, I had me a reason not to stay out all night long
Having someone to love you, tell me is it all that bad?
Sounds to me like a real nice problem to have

Well I wish, I had someone waiting at home with the lights on
And I wish, I had me a reason not to stay out all night long
Having someone to love you, tell me is it all that bad?
Sounds to me like a real nice problem to have

A real nice problem to have

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Mean Mug - Lyrics - Three 6 Mafia

Title: Mean Mug
Artist: Three 6 Mafia
Composer(s): Paul Beauregard, Darnell Carlton, Chastity Daniels, Ricky Dunigan, Jordan Houston, Lola Mitchell

Lyric:
Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel

Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel

These snitchin' niggas claim we dealin'
Told the folks we pimpin' women
But a nigga ain't gone livin', locked up in a fed building
All in my fuckin' face, all up on my fuckin' case
I'm about to take some names, bodies gone get bucked and hanged
Haters we ain't barrin' you, y'all done pressed the panic fuse
Nigga, we ain't been cool, never have I fucked wit' you
Neither do ya fuck wit' me, on yo deals, smoke yo trees
Playa I'ma make yo bleed for them Z's or them Ki's

Now all these niggas downin' me is some bitches
Mane, I got models
(Hoe)
I blow all of yo insides up out you and make you hollow
(Hoe)
You smilin' in my face but I'm knowin' yo grin ain't good
(Hoe)

I steady hear ya claimin' but you ain't from my hood
(Hoe)
The real BHZ niggas keepin' they mouth shut
(Bitch)
Ain't spreadin' no rumors or droppin' salt up on a thug
(Bitch)
I'm knowin' ya broke, but no excuses for actin' like a kid
Never shot a gun, so how you thinkin' you ready for war dig

Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel

Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel

Why you bitches got your mug on me
Is it because I'm being me?
Tryna protect yo image, nigga bust if you ain't diggin' me
Bitch, I don't even like you mane, comin' from lady gangsta mane
Cut yo CD off,step right in to my location mane
Memphis, Tennessee, BHZ, all up in my blood
Shake ya load off, why ya yellin' quote unquote a thug
Nigga anyway, I don't dig niggas in denial

Wit' ya fake smile, dirty nose, lady know the time
Why you in my grill playa, get the fuck away from me hoe
All my niggas be on blow, ready to snap you bitches throat
Y'all be lettin' these tapes fool you like I am joke
Watch me put you in a choke, never let you niggas go
Trick ass biotch, listen close, do you feel it's you?
Do you feel it's you that I'm talkin' to? What you gone do?
Come and wreck my shit, I got niggas wreckin' shit
I got Georgia boys ready to come up on a fuckin' lick, biotch

Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel

Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel

So you call yourself a gangsta mutherfucka you bitch
La Chat I'm out here on the town, I do some real gangsta shit
You talk a lot of shit killa, can you back it up though
Them boys can't help you, when I buck them hollow points at you hoe
Now have you ever killed a nigga, have you blew out his brains
Or have you cut the body up and fed your dog the remains?
See scandalous is how I'm labeled 'cuz I ain't takin' shit
I be that bitch so quick to click, remove your face from your wig

Now if you wanna fuck wit' me I'll take you bitches to war
Just leave ya place and address nigga, I'll be there at your door
It ain't no need yo mammy beggin' way too late for the kids
I told you bitches from the jump, you shouldn't have did what you did
So what's up killa? Shit, what's up, what's up?
I thought you was tough, not tough enough to drop on up
Now I got that pump at your guts
So if you got your mug on me I'm takin' that as a threat
La Chat gone ride down on you hoes and put that tec to ya neck, hoe

Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel

Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel

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It'S All Bad - Lyrics - Chino Xl

Title: It'S All Bad
Artist: Chino Xl
Composer(s): Derek Barbosa, Arthur Ross, Leon Ware, Robert Stevens

Lyric:
Yeah, it's crazy ups and downs, you know what I'm sayin'?
Crazy how the world runs, word up
Check it out, bring it in

Lord, I'm tryin' to keep positive
But this life is full of strife and I'm tired of tryin' to conquer it
Boy, you know I was thinkin' negative
What can go wrong will go wrong until the beast in me vanishes

First of all I was born under a bad sign
Confined to torture, never saw what life had to offer
Time slips away like pop singles on the radio
Chino never had the doe, I was determined though

Sabotaged at birth, cursed by an evil angel
To strangle my aspirations from every angle
From a street corner to a demo deal from Warner
Hardcore performer, crowd warmer

Thought it was on but it wasn't
I never got no budget, stuck like a glue trap, it goes to prove that
Being the greatest lyricist can't paint the full picture
It's a full mixture

I can't get me no, no satisfaction
Like bein' blind watchin' a movie with no closed caption
I need some time to ease my mind
I'm bested, fuck Mr. Wendal my development's arrested

All I wanted to do was rock with my fast ass
And blast past the mass, collect quick cash
Did what I did best, create but began to hate
All these flake music people makin' artists wait

But I'ma be up there one day
And soon to slam wax, innovate rhymes that my fans consume
I view this world through my notepad
Thus expanding my vocab to win, till then it's all bad

Lord, I try to keep positive
But this life is full of strife and I'm tired of tryin' to conquer it
Boy, you know I was thinkin' negative
What can go wrong, will go wrong until the beast in me vanishes

Lord, I try to keep positive
But this life is full of strife and I'm tired of tryin' to conquer it
Boy, you know I was thinkin' negative
What can go wrong, will go wrong until the beast in me vanishes

When I was merely a sophomore, went to Atlanta on a false tour
This ain't what I prayed so hard for
Dreams broken into individual particles
Like porcelain figurings attached to me like barnacles

Now I'm supposed to be happy like Bobby McFerrin
Keep faith, the only thing holy is the drawers I'm wearin'
'89 I aimed to graduate, no exaggerate
I got it now but trust too bad it seems to gravitate

Evaporating positive energy from inside of me
To the point where my love for God no more provides for me
Of course lost pride, obviously the force rides
To paradise no one invites but puts the Bill Of Rights

1430 S A T proving ya
I'm a spick that'll die respective like Rahoul Julia
So cease with, all that street shit
Expect MC from Chi kid, you gets the wicked priest shit, till I see fit

To open my life strife like the pearly gates of Heaven
For merely a entertainment this is my expression
Prepare wealth and I'll share self
Maybe I can help but I'm lost but I be large anywhere else

The illegal, twisted, war novelist
The problem swallowed us, it takes an activated mind to follow this
And true to realm to be ourselves not to follow a fad or give in to trends
Till then, it's all bad

Lord, I try to keep positive
But this life is full of strife and I'm tired of tryin' to conquer it
Boy, you know I was thinkin' negative
What can go wrong will go wrong until the beast in me vanishes

Lord, I try to keep positive
But this life is full of strife and I'm tired of tryin' to conquer it
Boy, you know I was thinkin' negative
What can go wrong, will go wrong until the beast in me vanishes

Unanswered prayers plays the background
I pull my baseball caps down
I hide the tracks of my tears from rappin' peers

I finally got on and soon he wasn't a moment to
I lose my mind, I lose my friends
My daughter's in a coma too

I'm goin' through a strange tug of war inside my mental wall
Record just went platinum, I'm slappin' 'em, I'll show you all
Cover of Rolling Stones, Vibe even TV Guide
Was filmin' my first movie in L.A. when I heard my baby died

Shook it off without a thought that she was beautiful
Soul Train Awards, I go to not my daughters funeral
I stay drunk and high like I'm imperial
Surrounded by more white groupies than a Rakim video

Now life's a tour to me, except the way I was rejected formally
Disrespected neighborhoods I know supported me
It's eatin' me, suicide attempts repeatedly
What I worked so hard for ultimately is defeatin' me

I'm paranoid my own mom can't avoid being a tabloid
So she wasn't shocked when my movie flopped
Caught in the industry, spendin' money frivolously
Now I've been robbed, I can't believe my lawyers did this to me

Next album was filled up with tragedies and despair
Are fans with smilin' faces with no real purpose for bein' here
I call the dear Lord, when in Billboard
I plummet from 3 to 10, it seems that failure is my new trend

Thought I was all that, now I just fall flat, splat
Vials of crack, my old friends won't let me call back
So where am I? Can I find myself a misty storm?
Invisible to God, I'm fallin' off like TJ Swan

Lord, I try to keep positive
But this life is full of strife and I'm tired of tryin' to conquer it
Boy, you know I was thinkin' negative
What can go wrong, will go wrong until the beast in me vanishes

Lord, I try to keep positive
But this life is full of strife and I'm tired of tryin' to conquer it
Boy, you know I was thinkin' negative
What can go wrong, will go wrong until the beast in me vanishes

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Wot U On? - Lyrics - Boy in Da Corner - Dizzee Rascal

Title: Wot U On?
Album: Boy in Da Corner
Artist: Dizzee Rascal
Composer(s): Dylan Mills

Lyric:
Love talks to everyone
Love talks to everyone

Love talks to everyone, money talks more
Love talks to everyone, money talks more
Love talks to everyone, money talks more
I couldn't be a chief, money money money

Love talks to everyone, money talks more
I couldn't be a chief, I couldn't be a chief

Big shout to the boy who thinks he's a dappa
You're lookin' at your jewelery thinkin' your a dappa
Now your 'round your way tryna say you're a dappa
I'll stop you in your midst with a blitz von clapper

Big shout to the boy who thinks he's a don
You're lookin' at your avirex thinkin' you're a don
Now you're in your area with your friends you're a don
I'll catch you by yourself make your health full gone

Big shout to the boy who thinks he's a scopse
You're lookin' at your half ounce thinkin' you're a scopse
You're always walkin' 'round tryna sound like a scopse
But make no mistake you're a fake, dizzy knows

Big shout to the boy who thinks he's a G
You're lookin' at your fake watch thinkin' you're a G
I see you Stratford Rex tryna flex like a G
Lookin' for your gat she was sat next to me

You could be a dappa, you could be a don
But I ain't watch your face I don't care where you're from
Show me what you're on? Where's your cash where's your won?
Show me what you're on? Where's your cash where's your won?

You could be a scopse, you could be a G
But pass anythin' it's a iyna to me
Show me what you're on? Where's your cash where's your won?
Show me what you're on? Where's your cash where's your won?

Big shout to the girl who thinks she's a diva
You're at your dressin' table thinkin' you're a diva
But steady tryna walk tryna talk like a diva
And now you just wonder and under achiever

Big shout to the girl who thinks she's a devil
You're lookin' for a way to cause harm like a devil
You're sittin' in your yard talkin' hard like a devil
Cold bitter, gold digger lookin' for a medal

Big shout to the girl who thinks she's a swingers
You're gettin' up your gums to the boys like a swingers
You're chattin' to a br'er, you don't care you're a swingers
But 'now you're on the floor readin' war for beginners

Big shout to the girl who thinks it's a game
You're always chattin' air musta been like a game
You chat the dizzy man rude like a game
Don't make me have to skitz keep your lips from my name

You could be a dappa, you could be a don
But I ain't watch your face, I don't care where you're from
Show me what you're on? Where's your cash where's your won?
Show me what you're on? Where's your cash where's your won?

You could be a scopse, you could be a G
But pass anythin' it's a iyna to me
Show me what you're on? Where's your cash where's your won?
Show me what you're on? Where's your cash where's your won?

I heard you gotta a problem with me? Rude boy listen
Why you tryna make enemies? Rude boy listen
Go and get your street family, rude boy listen
I'll be waitin' patiently, rude boy listen

Got stop chattin' my name, rude girl check it
Any little way of gettin' fame, rude girl check it
Me and your man ain't the same, rude girl check it
You ain't got no shame, rude girl check it

I love girls and money, money, money
I got watched faced, I watched money, money, money
I worked real hard for the money, money, money
And in the paper chase for the money, money, money

I'm from the streets of, I couldn't be a chief
Got girls on my case so, I couldn't be a chief
If its arms we can meet 'cos, I couldn't be a chief
I put you in your place 'cos, I couldn't be a chief

You could be a dappa, you could be a don
But I ain't watch your face I don't care where you're from
Show me what you're on? Where's your cash where's your won?
Show me what you're on? Where's your cash where's your won?

You could be a scopse, you could be a G
But pass anythin' it's a iyna to me
Show me what you're on? Where's your cash where's your won?
Show me what you're on? Where's your cash where's your won?

You could be a dappa, I couldn't be a chief
You could be a dappa, I couldn't be a chief
You could be a dappa, I couldn't be a chief
You could be a dappa, I couldn't be a chief

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Here We Go Again - Lyrics - Aretha Franklin

Title: Here We Go Again
Artist: Aretha Franklin
Composer(s): Trey Lorenz, David Romani, Trina Broussard, Jermaine Dupri, Wayne Garfield, Mauro Malavasi

Lyric:
Come on now
Oh ho ho
Here we, here we, here we go again
Well, boy

I caught you slippin', ooh, you must be trippin'
'Cause now I know, oh, yes I know, mmm
About your other girls in your past, in your black book
A very long time ago

Well, you must think I'm crazy
You must think I'm blind
If you want to keep me, boy
Then stop wastin' my time

Here we go again
It's the same old song
You're thinkin' you're gon' do me
Like the other ones before, baby

Here we go again
It's the same old song
Ooh, straighten up your act
Or else I'm walkin' out the door

All this time I thought that I
Was the one who had the problem, oh yeah mmm
I gave you everythin', hopin' thin's might change
But still you ain't around, so, whoa

You must think I'm foolish
(Oh, yeah)
You must think I'm blind
(Do you think I'm blind?)
If you want my precious love
Then stop tellin' me lies
(Stop wastin', wastin' my time)

Here we go again
It's the same old song
You're thinkin' you're gon' do me
Like the other ones before, baby

Here we go again
It's the same old song
Ooh, straighten up your act
Or else I'm walkin' out the door

You know I've tried to give you the world
Oh, and everythin' you need, oh
Oh, I tried so many times
You still mistreated me, oh, here we go

Here we go again
(Here we, here we, here we, here we)
It's the same old song
(Here we, here we, here we go again)
You're thinkin' you're gon' do me
(Here we, here we, here we, here we go)
Like the other ones before, baby
(Here we go again, well, well, well)

Here we go again
(Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, ba-baby)
It's the same old song
Ooh, straighten up your act
Or else I'm walkin' out the door

Here we go again
(If you go away)
It's the same old song
(Won't be long)
You're thinkin' you're gon' do me
(Don't take all my money, baby, I'll be gone)
Like the other ones before, baby

Here we go again
(Oh, ho, baby)
It's the same old song
(Same old rhythm)
Ooh, straighten up your act
(Oh, yes, oh, baby)
Or else I'm walkin' out the door
(Oh, yeah)

Here we go again
It's the same old song
You're thinkin' you're gon' do me
Like the other ones before, baby

Here we go again
It's the same old song
(Same old rhythm)
Ooh, straighten up your act
Or else I'm walkin' out the door

Oh, ho yeah
Hey, well
Yeah, baby, oh oh

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From Scratch - Lyrics - Mase

Title: From Scratch
Artist: Mase
Composer(s): A Burns, Mario Winans, Mason Betha, Chauncey Hawkins, Jamal Barrow, Mysonn

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Lyric:
Yo, just think if you could rewind time
And start your life all over again
What would you give and what would you keep?
You heard me, what would you keep?

Yo, yo, if I could go back, I wouldn'ta sold no crack
Wouldn'ta never put my hands around no gat
But you know Loon, bein' all hard-headed
And don't listen, even if God said it

I didn't have to stick with folks that sniff no coke
I didn't have to fix the block when shit was broke
Same cats I helped was twistin' smoke
Now imagine if I went to school, went to class

'Stead of bein' a young cat sent to blast
Sent to slash criminal's necks in half
For playin' dumb when I come to collect my cash
And 'cuz of that cats will respect my past, I ain't playin'

If I start from scratch I'd sign with Def Jam
Nah, fuck am I saying? Puff's the best man
Plus I'mma Bad Boy, I'm more like a bad man
Put mo' nigga's in pits than Brad, man

Can't dodge bullets? Too bad, man
Shit, I'd a copped the five instead of the six
That way wouldn't of crashed and killed my cousin
Keep quiet instead of having the industry buzzin'

Do a devil's advocate style, don't let 'em see you comin'
Use the revolver when bustin' and sluggin', that way no evidence
But fuck it, got money to be tried, worse come to worse
Who God bless, no man curse, hatin' niggas, lay in the dirt

Yo, if you could start your life from scratch
Rewind time and still go back
What would you change in the way that you live today
And what would you leave right where it's at?

If you could start your life from scratch
Rewind time and still go back
What would you change in the way that you live today
And what would you leave right where it's at?
Come on, come on

Yo, if I could start life from scratch, I wouldn't change shit
Same gun, same clip, same dumb bitch
All Out, Harlem World, same old clique
Same old studio, same old shit

Shit don't change just because a cop took six to the brain
Meeno got a lawyer, man, I'm hip to the game
You could find a gun, but if my prints ain't on that thing
What is you sayin'?

And on the same block that I get my glocks from
You see the same cop that get popped with the shot gun
And at the same bodega I got my tops from
I give the same old money to the same cop's bum

If I could start from scratch, I'd bring daddy back
And put five in the first cat that show mami crack
I sit back and listen to them drunks on the block
Tryin' to school me with jewels, tellin' me who to watch

I killed five people, I'd let survive
And the five I took away, I'd a left alive
If I could do all it again I'd bring Virg' back
Or I switch places with him, I hope you heard that

I would have preferred that, I ain't have to starve
Pitch crack, have to rob and catch a charge
And I'd do it all again if I had to
Pitch no-win to win, and I'd be glad to

And I'd hit every target I took aim at
But I'd still be a problem, you can't change that
I'm a problem

Yo, if you could start your life from scratch
Rewind time and still go back
What would you change in the way that you live today
And what would you leave right where it's at?

If you could start your life from scratch
Rewind time and still go back
What would you change in the way that you live today
And what would you leave right where it's at?
Come on, come on

Yo, 'cuz half the cats that flip, we all was cool
And half the chicks I hit, they teased me in school
I got a baby by a lady I don't even love a lot
Wish I wore three rubbers 'case the first rubber popped

But you can't cry now, milk already spilt
I had eleven friends and ten already killed
Went down south and I ain't feel the guilt
And I ain't ready to war but that ain't the way built

And for all the nights and all the fights
That I had for all this money over all these dice
All my cars and homes and all my ice
If I could do it all again, I'd do it all for Christ

Whoever thought the limelight or the super-stardom
Whoever thought there'd be a problem comin' through Harlem
Can't even chill, cats wanna make me a villain
Cats that I grew up with I gotta contemplate killin'

Nobody love me, I'm my own mister and on my own, mister
Mama did what she could but now I'm grown, mister
Though she told me once, wish she'd told me then
Though I'm the youngest, I'mma grow to be the oldest man

And cats thinkin' they gon' win 'cuz they veterans
Ain't about age at this stage, man with the most cheddar win
How you live right? Every day get in bigger sin
How you say no at the door screamin', "Let me in??

From the outside it's lookin' gooder than it ever been
But tell the truth, when I was broke it was better then
All Out, 33rd street

Yo, if you could start your life from scratch
Rewind time and still go back
What would you change in the way that you live today
And what would you leave right where it's at?

If you could start your life from scratch
Rewind time and still go back
What would you change in the way that you live today
And what would you leave right where it's at?
Come on, come on

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Accidentally In Love - Lyrics - Kidz Bop 7 - Kidz Bop Kids

Title: Accidentally In Love
Album: Kidz Bop 7
Artist: Kidz Bop Kids
Composer(s): David Immergluck, Matthew Malley, Daniel John Vickrey, Adam Duritz, David Bryson

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Lyric:
So she said what's the problem, baby?
What's the problem I don't know
Well, maybe I'm in love
Think about it every time, I think about it
Can't stop thinkin' 'bout it

How much longer will it take to cure this?
Just to cure it 'cause I can't ignore it if it's love
Makes me wanna turn around and face me
But I don't know nothin' about love

Come on, come on, turn a little faster
Come on, come on, the world will follow after
Come on, come on, 'cause everybody's after love

So I said I'm a snowball runnin'
Runnin' down into the spring that's comin' all this love
Meltin' under blue skies
Beltin' out sunlight shimmering love

Well, baby, I surrender to the strawberry ice cream
Never ever end of all this love, well, I didn't mean to do it
But there's no escapin' your love, these lines of lightning
Mean we're never alone, never alone, no, no

Come on, come on, move a little closer
Come on, come on, I wanna hear you whisper
Come on, come on, settle down inside my love

Come on, come on, jump a little higher
Come on, come on, if you feel a little lighter
Come on, come on, we were once upon a time in love

We're accidentally in love
Accidentally in love, accidentally in love
Accidentally in love, accidentally in love
Accidentally in love, accidentally in love
Accidentally in love, accidentally

I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love
I'm in love, I'm in love, accidentally in love
I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love
I'm in love, I'm in love, accidentally in love

Come on, come on, spin a little tighter
Come on, come on and the world's a little brighter
Come on, come on, just get yourself inside her
Love, I'm in love

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Outta My System - Lyrics - The Price Of Fame - Bow Wow

Title: Outta My System
Album: The Price Of Fame
Artist: Bow Wow
Composer(s): Jaron Alston, Jermaine Dupri, Rick James

Lyric:
Damn, I mean, I just keep thinkin' about you
I mean, I wanna move on but I can?t move on
It?s like you got some kinda hold on me and, man I don?t know
But I'ma go ahead and talk about it, listen

I'm sittin' lookin' out the window like damn
Tryna fix this situation that's at hand
You're still runnin' through my mind
When I'm knowin' that you shouldn't be
Me all on your mind and I'm knowin' that it couldn't be

'Cause you ain't called and I ain't even appalled
I still got a lotta pain, I ain't dealt wit it all
I been runnin' 'round with other chicks, I'm single and they lovin' it
I'm likin' it but I just want the one that I was in love with

That's not the end of it, I'm tryna let you go
I can't get a grip of it is what I'm tryna let you know
You got a hold or some kinda control of me
I don't know what it is but I gotta get you gone from me

I?m workin' at it and it ain't gettin' no better
Just tryna be like, yeah, forget it, whatever
Instead of starin' out this glass, lookin' at this bad weather
Damn, I gotta pull myself together 'cause

When I?m with somebody, all I think 'bout is you
When I?m all alone, that?s all I wanna do
I miss the smilin' faces in my Sidekick, outta town visits
All the time we spent together
Makes it hard to get you outta my system

And you know what you do to me, do to me
You don?t even understand, damn
And you know what you do to me, do to me
It?s so hard to get you outta my system

I?m too attached, my heart won?t let me fall back
I got it bad, that?s what you can call that
And when I see you in the streets, that?s the worse for me
Used to love the little things you did, that?s what works for me

It?s too major, don?t see you in my pager
Know what you doin', where you at or can I see you later?
The fellas tellin' me, ?Just let her go, Bow?
Believe me, I?m tryin', man, I just don?t know how

I be in all the top spots, leavin' with the hot shots
Knowin' they just want me 'cause I?m in the top spot
That?s not poppin' and my brain ain't stoppin'
Thinkin' who she with or where she goin', is she club hoppin'?

I never had this kind of problem in my life
This is my first time dealin' with this kind of fight
It?s every night and every flight and every time you in my sight
Damn, this ain't even right 'cause

When I?m with somebody, all I think 'bout is you
When I?m all alone, that?s all I wanna do
I miss the smilin' faces in my Sidekick, outta town visits
All the time we spent together
Makes it hard to get you outta my system

And you know what you do to me, do to me
You don?t even understand, damn
And you know what you do to me, do to me
It?s so hard to get you outta my system

Is it wrong for me to feel this way?
You been runnin' through my mind all day, can you feel me?
I been tryna get you off my mind
But I can't after all this time, that?s what kills me

Is it wrong for me to feel this way?
You been runnin' through my mind all day, can you feel me?
I been tryna get you off my mind
But I can't after all this time and it kills me

When I?m with somebody, all I think 'bout is you
When I?m all alone, that?s all I wanna do
I miss the smilin' faces in my Sidekick, outta town visits
All the time we spent together
Makes it hard to get you outta my system

And you know what you do to me, do to me
You don?t even understand, damn
And you know what you do to me, do to me
It?s so hard to get you outta my system

I remember everything that me and you talked about
Me and you had our whole life planned out together
And if I could, I would turn back the hands of time
And correct all my mistakes that I ever did

But now I guess I gotta move on, right?
It?s still hard and I still love you to this day
Peace

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Contribution - Lyrics - Quality Control - Jurassic 5

Title: Contribution
Album: Quality Control
Artist: Jurassic 5
Composer(s): Courtenay Henderson, Dante Givens, Lucas Mcfadden, Shafiq Husayn, Marc Stuart, Mark Ali Potsic, Charles L. Stewart

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Lyric:
Yo, yo, yo, yo, either you a part of the problem or you a part of the solution
What's your contribution to life? Yo
So many people complain, always talk about change, yo
But what's your contribution to life?
Yo, either you with or ain't with it, if it ain't broke don't fix it
Yo, what's your contribution to life?
Yo, either you give or you take, make moves or you wait, yo
But what's your contribution to life? Yo

{You're about to witness three of the most common tales
Of man, woman and human
The difference between the three is that there is no difference
Just other outcomes
Listen and witness the common tales}

Aye yo, my Momma and a nigga for life
Love, carousel, cuss, yell and fight
Seven nights a week
No respect when they speak
Disrespect between the sheets, the ends don't meet
No rice beans or meat
My Momma was the bread winner plus she had to cook us dinner
My Daddy was a full time sinner

Poppa was a stoner stay gone till November
Off of that, gawk that made emack
Like the Devil done took his soul and ain't given it back
Remember that, when you play for the bless
Speedy victory for the poor and the press
I can't stand the stress, it's test and time press
Up against my Momma and Daddy chest, I try to rest
With no stretch of the mind, I can't find no peace of mind
Within this family of mine, yo

She got chips and you don't, that's bottom line
Is this the way love goes? Hmm, let's rewind
You really ain't paid, you clockin' minimum wage
Now basically you a slave, your wife studies for days
No money for much, just movies and such
The way your two hands clutch, you know it's love not lust
Now she's sick of the bus and using you as a crutch
And on top of this stuff, she graduates in a month

Damn, her new job got her clocking the dough
Now she's buying new clothes, and takin' you to the show
You feeling like you a ho, not knowing which way to go
And ultimately you know, you ain't feeling her so
You need to get up, get out and get something
Your job ain't nothing, all these years you've just been frontin'
That's the way she played ya, the talked in rager went back
To your days of

But she always said I'm out husslin' for food, kitchen indeed
While this nigga spend his ends on booze, bitches and weed
I thought that we'd agree, with two kids to feed
That you would slow your own, but instead of switchin' your seed
You slapped me, you can't attack me thinkin' I'm be happy
In fact it's a packing and leave rapidly
After we witness, no love between parents
The father type that was once on the scene vanished

Supreme bamish, the couples that match these
Producin' generations of kids with latched keys
Her daughter learned from Momma how to reject men
Her son attracts women that don't respect men
And then one parental provided can be the plan
But no woman can truly teach a boy to be a man
That's why I'm always telling these many pals of mine
The most that you can spend on any child is time

Look, we don't have all the answers
We're victims also to the same situations
But man plans and the Lord plans
And the Lord is the best of planners
So what's your contribution to life?

Yo, either you a part of the problem or you a part of the solution
What's your contribution to life? Yo
So many people complain, always talk about change, yo
But what's your contribution to life?
Yo, either you with or ain't with it, if it ain't broke don't fix it
Yo, what's your contribution to life?
Yo, either you give or you take, make moves or you wait, yo
But what's your contribution to life? Yo
What's your contribution to life?

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Calling Dr. Love - Lyrics - Alive IV (Live) - Kiss

Title: Calling Dr. Love
Album: Alive IV (Live)
Artist: Kiss
Composer(s): G Simmons

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Lyric:
You need my love baby, oh so bad
You're not the only one I've ever had
And you say you wanna set me free
Don't you know you'll be in misery
You know why

They call me
(Dr. Love)
They call me Dr. Love
(Calling Dr. Love)
I am your doctor of love
(Dr. Love)
I've got the cure you're thinkin' of

And even though I'm full of sin
In the end you'll let me in
You'll let me through, there's nothin' you can do
You need my lovin', don't you know it's true

So baby please get on your knees
There are no bills, there are no fees
Baby, I know what your problem is
The first step of the cure is a kiss

They call me
(Dr. Love)
They call me Dr. Love
(Calling Dr. Love)
I am your doctor of love
(Dr. Love)
I've got the cure you're thinkin' of
...

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A Dog Is A Dog - Lyrics - Dj Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince

Title: A Dog Is A Dog
Artist: Dj Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince
Composer(s): Kenneth Gambrell, Lamar Huli Mahlone, Willard Smith, George (Jr) Clinton, Linda J Shider, Hula David L Spradley

Lyric:
You ain't nothin but a dog
You ain't nothin but a dog
You ain't nothin but a dog
(Every time you talk)
You ain't nothin but a dog
(Is a dog, is a dog, is a dog)

Now I don't know what it is
But I've had this problem since I was a little kid
Girls were drawn to me
You might be askin yourself "how big a problem could that be?"
Check this out and peep this here y'all
Bein this f-l-y got pitfalls
Cause I got it rough
Cause one girl for me ain't never been enough
And it seems that women can't handle when
Your paintbrush is for more than one canvas
But I gotta keep paintin' on
Like Picasso goin till the break of dawn
Now the way I play
The things I say
Never been a lie cause I ain't that type of guy
And that's why I get totally appalled
When females say I ain't nothin but a dog

You ain't nothin but a dog
You ain't nothin but a dog
You ain't nothin but a dog
(Every time you talk)
You ain't nothin but a dog
(Is a dog, is a dog, is a dog)

Back in high school this girl named Tracy
Used to do her best to disgrace me
She tried to destroy F.P
She told all her friends I was a d-o-g
But yo I swear it was a misunderstanding
But she seemed to think that I planned it
She had this friend named Yvette
Who wanted to double date, cause she was likin' Jeff
But I showed up all alone
I told her that Jeff was sick back at home
I said "I tried to call you
But we can still double date, me plus y'all two"
She didn't get what the joke was all about
And she slapped the taste out my mouth
And with a huff and a puff walked off
And then Tracy said "he ain't nothin but a dog"

You ain't nothin but a dog
You ain't nothin but a dog
You ain't nothin but a dog
(Every time you talk)
You ain't nothin but a dog
(Is a dog, is a dog, is a dog)

Dammit I ain't no dog
And that's one of the names I refuse to be called
Cause that label just ain't fair yo
Look I'm a prince I'm supposed to have a harem
Well of course I like you
But I like her and I like that other girl too
What do you mean I'm just like those other singers
Look I don't see no rings on these fingers
I ain't ready to settle down quite yet
I wanna call my name on the night set
I want a shoe box wit hundreds of love notes
I want my phone to ring till it's broke
I wanna dance in France and Italy
And girls in Egypt thinkin just of me
I wanna be in the mix that's all
But I guess to you I ain't nothin but a dog

You ain't nothin but a dog
You ain't nothin but a dog
You ain't nothin but a dog
(Every time you talk)
You ain't nothin but a dog
(Is a dog, is a dog, is a dog)

Yo baby, can I rap to you for a second?
I just want to talk to you
Now, I want to know why I gotta be a dog
Why d-o-g gotta refer to me
Look, baby, I'm 21 years old
You know, I'm makin a little bit of money
I'm just tryin to see the world, have some fun, you know?
And yes, okay, look, I do have a lot of "friends"
Well, uh, associates, I like to think of them as creative date associates
I mean, Yvette is my associate, Donna's my associate
I mean, I'm just tryin to enjoy myself, but you keep callin' me a dog
Oh, I'm a dog? (DOG)
I'm a dog, right? oh, okay well um, RUFF (RUFF)

You ain't nothin but a dog
You ain't nothin but a dog
You ain't nothin but a dog
(Every time you talk)
You ain't nothin but a dog
(Is a dog, is a dog, is a dog)

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Channel Zero - Lyrics - Lost Boyz

Title: Channel Zero
Artist: Lost Boyz
Composer(s): Dexter Archer, Terrence Kelly

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Lyric:
Ayo, yeah niggas
I'm talkin to all y'all hard rock niggas
Let y'all niggas know that I understand
What niggas is really goin through ya understand?

Motherfuckin' down to they last cent
Smoke the looseys
Thinkin' up shit to do
Doin' stick ups and shit

Bustin' at niggas, murderin' niggas
Gettin' bullshit ass money
What if that was your breed was you murderin' clown?
It's wack

Shout out to grandpa, you know what I'm sayin'
Shout out to grandpa kelly
My man Ralou's brother, little Deven
Ya know I'm sayin', Freaky Taliq's moms, rest in peace

Know I'm sayin'
Everybody wanna live the ill life, know I'm sayin'
But yo we tryin' ta live it like love, peace and happiness
You know I'm sayin', word up

I'm growing up in the ghetto
And there was nobody happy
And my head is mad nappy and
I'm thinkin' up a way that I can get some dough

Man I'm tryin' ta blow
But yet this record shit is so slow
I got the whole family on my back
All I do is eat and sleep
Run the street with that steel pack

You know the lost boyz got
With timbs and jeans
Field jackets, and hats coverin' the eyes
But listen, that's how it is
If you don't dig how I live

Motherfucka [unverified]
'Cuz everyday on the street
The black man is gettin' beat
Police line us up on the concrete

Now people look at me
And always see wrong
A new problem everyday
I'm tryin' ta be strong

Now how strong can a nigga be
When the blacks is locked down
And the white man's got the key
It's gettin' harder day after day
Somebody got ta pay

And in my closet lays an AK
The new [unverified] is found dead
Plus when he killed the girl
He put the gun to his own head

Ya never hear it on the 6:00 news
When my niggas get killed in the street over tennis shoes
It's hard enough for us blacks to earn cash man
The homeless keep warm by settin' fire to a trash can

Now everyday I need ends
New [unverified] my nigga weed
St. Ides is my best friend
Pa's is broke

No calls comin' in on my phone
And money I'm down to my last stone
My mom dukes is always bangin' on my door
My music's too loud

I got clothes on the floor
(Pick em up)
She doesn't understand
I'm cruisin' in the fast lane

I'm fresh outta nerves
Ma, you're workin' on my last vein
Now how can I explain
That I don't wanna take her out

But that's stuck in my brain
We're havin' fight after fight
Because I leave when it's bright
And comes home the next night

But that's the life that I live understands me
It's bad enough that Po-Nine tried ta can me
Ayo my lifestyle is rough
I got three sisters, four brothers
Man, ain't this enough?

But yet I gots no hero
But I got the 411 on the ghetto
Tune into channel zero
Tune into channel zero
Tune into channel zero

Everybody in the world
Everybody uptown
Everybody in Queens
Tune into channel zero

Everybody in Brooklyn
Everybody in the Bronx
Everybody in the world
Tune into channel zero

I live in Queens, New York
(What you do?)
I twist a cap with my niggas
Smoke a blunt let's start to talk

About this ill situation
That us blacks is in
It's time we build a better nation
Motherfuck them police
Some whites talk about peace [unverified]

But they ain't ready for the planet
Marky Mark be talkin' that slang
But he don't even understand it
Yea, I said, Marky Mark

Frontin' like the buddarist punk
I never saw you in the park
You give it all to your bullshit skills G
A white boy actin' black, that shit kills me

Pants hangin', talkin' slang kid and all that
I never seen you in the projects or black
Ya never wons no Grammy
Ya whites gave Elvis a stamp
But what ya plan ta give my man, Sammy?

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Baby Mama Love - Lyrics - N2u

Title: Baby Mama Love
Artist: N2u
Composer(s): Bryan Michael Paul Cox, Johnta' Austin, Jermaine Dupri

Lyric:
What's up

I don't know why, but I keep going back
Knowin' damn well that I shouldn't be doin' that
'Cause I ain't doin' nuthin' but makin' it worse for me
And I ain't doin' nuthin' but makin' her thirst for me

Dis thing here, I can't shake man
It's a hard mutha thing to break man
We fuss, we fight then I'm spend tha nite
I know it ain't right

Baby mama love
See I be damn if I let my son
Call another man Daddy
And if you feel like I feel

That's baby mama love
I don't wanna be with her
But I just can't stand to see her with nobody else
I know it's bad but I can't help myself

Baby mama love
See I be damn if I let my son
Call another man Daddy
And if you feel like I feel

That's baby mama love
I don't wanna be with her
But I just can't stand to see her with nobody else
I know it's bad but I can't help myself

Baby mama love
Went to da crib, did what we did, 'til about 6 in da mornin'
Wasn't thinkin' 'bout havin' no kids
Just thinkin' 'bout gettin' in it on and on and on and on and on

That's how I got where I'm at, right now
Lemme take it back, right now, let's go

She was there for me everytime I needed
Even when I got a lil' lonely
Wasn't even like she was my girl
She was more like my little homie

Get deeper, deeper, then you'll never know
Sometimes you lose control
Hardest thing to get about your system is that

Baby mama love
See I'll be damn if I let my son
Call another man Daddy
And if you feel like I feel

That's baby mama love
I don't wanna be with her
But I just can't stand to see her with nobody else
I know it's bad but I can't help myself

Baby mama love
See I be damn if I let my son
Call another man Daddy
And if you feel like I feel

That's baby mama love
I don't wanna be with her
But I just can't stand to see her with nobody else
I know it's bad but I can't help myself, baby mama love

Oh Lord, it's gettin' crucial, and bein' truthful
I don't understand it, why I just won't have it

Have her out with anotha out in tha bar
My son with anotha in tha car
Girl you ain't gonna play me
Like I'm just gonna be toleratin' dis and payin' dat

See I pay da bills, I take da phone
If I catch you here again, homie we gon have a problem
Let it be known, I might not stay here but this is my home
Leave it alone, 'cause this child is my baby
No if and buts or maybes, girl you gon drive me crazy with this

Baby mama love
See I'll be damn if I let my son
Call another man Daddy
And if you feel like I feel

That's baby mama love
I don't wanna be with her
But I just can't stand to see her with nobody else
I know it's bad but I can't help myself

Baby mama love
See I be damn if I let my son
Call another man Daddy
And if you feel like I feel

That's baby mama love
I don't wanna be with her
But I just can't stand to see her with nobody else
I know it's bad but I can't help myself, baby mama love

Baby mama love
See I be damn if I let my son
Call another man Daddy
And if you feel like I feel

That's baby mama love
I don't wanna be with her
But I just can't stand to see her with nobody else
I know it's bad but I can't help myself

Baby mama love
See I be damn if I let my son
Call another man Daddy
And if you feel like I feel

That's baby mama love
I don't wanna be with her

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I Don'T Wanna Die - Lyrics - Eightball &Amp; Mjg

Title: I Don'T Wanna Die
Artist: Eightball &Amp; Mjg
Composer(s): Tristan G Jones, Premro Vonzellaire Smith

Lyric:
Gloomy days got my head twisted
Mystic visions of a razor blade
Cut my blunt with precision
Stuff it till it's bustin'

Sippin' on some Tussin'
Imagine it, gothic hustlin'
Men tusslin', women fussin'
And they babies in the corner cryin'

Young niggaz bang and they ain't afraid of dyin'
Pistol keepers, mobile phones and beepers
Cars and hoes, and plenty dust for the geekers
Me, I'm a break beater, microphone eater

Weed leader, sizzlin' like a fajita
But it's so hard for me to stay out the streets
Behind tint blowin' cheap, fuckin' with freaks
What kinda role model, I'ma be?

Don't get it twisted
Gifted, linguistic graphic and realistic
God, deliver me from harm and arm me with
Sense enough to know when to quit

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die
(Lord, forgive me for the anger that I feel today)
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

Thinkin' about what my eyes witnessed
Thinkin' about what my kids gon' see
When they get grown and independent
What you doin' baby?

18, strippin' daily
A small ass apartment, tryin' to flip a Mercedes
I don't knock shit, unless you a fiend
Tryin' to hock shit, protectin' myself
I gotta grab the gock and pop shit

I guess that's the problem with the world today
(What?)
Black, white, Asian, so many people think this way
Fuck with me and I'll shoot ya
We live in, what used to be the space age, future

To acid droppin' hippies, now they run the country
Drug smugglin' with my tax money
Bomb makers, nuclear, death creators
White power, skin head, Jew and nigga haters

All of this, plus I gotta watch the nigga next door
What you think I pray for, man

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die
(Lord, forgive me for the anger that I feel today)
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

Life ain't nothin' but preparation for the angels
And the demons that we all gon' face when
The soul and the body separate, that's death
Nothin' left but darkness, after your last breath

Well, all of that shit is in the past enjoy it
While you got it, cause you can't take it with your ass
Where I'm from, any day can be your last
That's why them thug niggaz live life hard and fast

Slowdown and find yourself surrounded by the lowdown
Unaware, a showdown's about to go down
Why we gotta clown instead of bein' kinfolks
Why do white folks, think all we know is sellin' dope?

Some can't cope and got out hangin' from a rope
Slit wrists, found shakin' from an overdose
Tupac and Biggie got they life snatched away
Nobody knows when they gotta go, mayne

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die
(Lord, forgive me for the anger that I feel today)
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

That's all baby, you never know when you gotta go
Deaths around the corner, you're nobody
Till somebody kills you but I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die, hey, I don't wanna die
Can you hear me? I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

Die
Die
Die
...

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Harder Cards - Lyrics - Kenny Rogers

Title: Harder Cards
Artist: Kenny Rogers
Composer(s): Michael Henderson, Craig Wiseman

Lyric:
Well, a hammer fell down on a .44 Primer
And that was one less problem in South Carolina tonight
Wrong or right

She just looked to me as she finished her tale
The blank expression went another pale shade of gray
There was nothing to say

In the shadows of her face, I saw the scars
That you get when you live where love is hard
And she said

Don't you sit and judge me from some high and mighty seat
Don't you shrug it off until you've walked a mile in my bare feet
There are people that you pass by every day
With harder cards than yours in life to play

Well, I put the cuffs on her and sat her in the car
Walked inside, he was layin' on the floor stone dead
Been shot in the head

There were whiskey bottles and dope by the chair
A starving baby with nothing to wear but tears
So the picture was clear

He had finally pushed her way across the line
And the badge I wore was losing all its shine
And she said

Don't you sit and judge me from some high and mighty seat
Don't you shrug it off until you've walked a mile in my bare feet
There are people that you pass by every day
With harder cards than yours in life to play

I just stood there thinkin' how justice is blind
But after thirty five years, you learn to read the signs
So I made up my mind

I took the cuffs of her and I walked her back in
Wiped the gun off and wrapped it in his right hand
Where it should've been

And the morning paper read in black and white
It's just another senseless case of suicide
Suicide

Oh, but don't you sit and judge me from some high and mighty seat
Don't you shrug it off until you've walked a mile along my beat
There are people that you pass by every day
With harder cards than yours in life to play

Well, a hammer fell down on a .44 Primer
And that was one less problem in South Carolina tonight

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Harder Cards - Lyrics - Collin Raye

Title: Harder Cards
Artist: Collin Raye
Composer(s): Michael Henderson, Craig Wiseman

Lyric:
Well, the hammer fell down on a forty-four primer
Now there's one less problem in South Carolina tonight
Wrong or right
She just looked at me as she finished her tale
And her blank expression went another shade pale of gray
There was nothin' to say

In the shadows of her face, I saw the scars
That you get when you live where love is hard
And she said

"Don't you sit and judge me from some high and mighty seat
Don't you shrug off until you've walked a mile in my bare feet
'Cause there are people that you pass by every day
With harder cards than yours in life to play"

Well I put the cuffs on her and I put her in the car
I walked in and he was on the floor
Stone dead, shot in the head
There was whiskey bottles and dope by his chair
And a starving baby with nothin' to wear
But tears, you know the picture was clear

He had finally pushed her farther than the line
And the badge I wore had lost all of it's shine
And she said

"Don't you sit and judge me from some high and mighty seat
Don't you shrug off until you've walked a mile in my bare feet
'Cause there are people that you pass by every day
With harder cards than yours in life to play"

Well, I stood there thinkin' how justice was blind
But I didn't see any and I could see just fine
And I made up my mind
So I took the cuffs off her and I took her back in
I wiped off the gun and wrapped it in his right hand
Where it should've been

And the morning paper told in black and white
Just another senseless case of suicide
Oh, just a suicide

Oh, but don't you sit and judge me from some high and mighty seat
Don't you shrug it off until you've walked a mile on my beat
'Cause there are people that you pass by every day
With harder cards than yours in life to play

Yeah, hammer fell down on a forty-four primer
Now there's one less problem in South Carolina tonight

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