Thinkin Back - Lyrics - Color Me Badd

Title: Thinkin Back
Artist: Color Me Badd
Composer(s): Troy Taylor, Kevin Kraig Thornton, El Din Lee Hamza, Samuel J Watters, Bryan Abrams, Mark Elra Calderon

Lyric:
Ohh baby, oh baby, yeah
We goin' take you back a little further

Thinkin' back on you and me, remembering how it use to be
Those times are precious, I cherish every moment we spent, yeah!
Thinkin' back on all the arguments, thinkin' back way back when
We kissed and made up and all was fair in love

So now we gotta go back baby
(Maybe we can turn the hands of time)
Going back to when
(Going back to when, when you were mine)
When we were one
(Remembering the times when we were one, one in love)
Love was fun
(Ohh baby, dig it)

Remembering the first time you showed me your love
The feeling was so strong Heaven sent from above
But you had no right to play with my heart
You showed no shame

Time after time and place after place, nght after night and day after day
I'm still missing your love and the feelings we share
Sometimes I cry at night 'cause I feel so all alone
I need your love right here with me to keep me safe and warm

(Maybe we can turn the hands of time)
I'm going back to when
(Going back to when, when you were mine)
When we were one, we were one, girl
(Remembering the times when we were one, one in love)

(Maybe we can turn the hands of time)
Ooh baby girl
(Going back to when, when you were mine)
When we were one
(Remembering the times when we were one, one in love)
Baby save me, I'm thinkin', thinkin', thinkin' back

Play Mr. Music Man, play, yeah
Play Mr. Music Man
Play Mr. Music Man, play
Play Mr. Music Man

Play Mr. Music Man, play, yeah
Play Mr. Music Man
Play Mr. Music Man, play
I'm thinkin', thinkin', thinkin' back

(Maybe we can turn the hands of time)
Ooh baby girl
(Going back to when, when you were mine)
When we were one
(Remembering the times when we were one, one in love)
Baby save me, I'm thinkin', thinkin', thinkin' back

(Maybe we can turn the hands of time)
When we were one
(Going back to when, when you were mine)
(Remembering the times when we were one, one in love)
Girl, I'm thinkin', I'm thinkin' back

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My Jamaican Guy - Lyrics - Grace Jones

Title: My Jamaican Guy
Artist: Grace Jones
Composer(s): Grace Jones

Lyric:
Oh my Jamaican guy, my Jamaican guy
My Jamaican guy, oh my Jamaican guy

Take a toke from the smoke
Never standin' by the door
Just stretchin' out pan de floor
That way him don't fall over
No way him gwan fall over me
That way him don't fall over
No way him gwan fall over me

'Cause he's layed back, not layin' back
Layed back, not worried back
Layed back, not thinkin' back
Layed back, never holdin' back, I said
My Jamaican guy, oh, my Jamaican guy
My Jamaican guy, oh, my Jamaican guy

When my dread start to swell
Him no think if it hot nor cold
We just come in a de riva cold
Dat way him don't waste him wata
No way it gwan run out pan him
Dat way him don't waste him wata
No way it gwan run out pan him

'Cause he's layed back, not worried back
Layed back, not thinkin' back
Layed back, not layin' back
Layed back, never holdin' back, I said
My Jamaican guy, oh, my Jamaican guy
Oh, my Jamaican guy, my Jamaican guy

My Jamaican guy, my J.A. guy
My Jamaican guy, my J.A. guy
My Jamaican guy, my J.A. guy

My Jamaican guy, my Jamaican guy
My Jamaican guy, my Jamaican guy
My Jamaican guy, my Jamaican guy

Take my life for a drive
Never need to change his tools
Him comin' like a stubborn mule
That way him naw go plop plop
No way gas gwan bun out pan him
That way him naw go plop plop
No way gas gwan bun out pan him

'Cause he's layed back, not thinkin' back
Layed back, not worried back
Layed back, not layin' back
Layed back, never holdin' back, I said
My Jamaican guy, my J.A. guy
My Jamaican guy, my J.A. guy

My Jamaican guy, my J.A. guy
My Jamaican guy, my J.A. guy
My Jamaican guy, my J.A. guy

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Holla Back - Lyrics - Mario - Mario

Title: Holla Back
Album: Mario
Artist: Mario
Composer(s): Mischke Butler, Damon Thomas, Harvey Mason Jr., Mischka Steven Russell

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Lyric:
Can you say like that, oh no
She looks so good
Oh my goodness Ganderous

Shorty you've got to be 'bout seventeen
Sporting your daddy truck on twenty-three
Oh, my goodness
You are the finest girl I've ever seen
And I wanna be in your world
I gotta be I gotta be

Can you spend a little time with me
Can we kick a little fantasy
Can you tell me
You with this game I'm playin' baby

Baby girl if you're feelin' me, holla
If you really likin' what you see, holla
It makes no difference to be where you at
When I holla baby holla back
Wont you, wont you holla?
Girl I'm thinkin you should be with me, holla
If you think I got a chance to breathe, holla
It makes no difference to be where you at
When I holla baby holla back
Wont you holla, holla?

Your body up about to cause a scene
Youngest girl, actin' up and so sassy
Yeah, my goodness
I know that you can't stay out all night
And baby thats alright with me
So come and swing it up with me, yeah yeah yeah

Can you spend a little time with me
Can we kick a little fantasy
Can you tell me, yeah
Come on

Baby girl if you're feelin' me, holla
If you really likin' what you see, holla
It makes no difference to be where you at
When I holla baby holla back
Wont you, wont you holla?
Girl I'm thinkin' you should be with me, holla
If you think I got a chance to breathe, holla
It makes no difference to be where you at
When I holla baby holla back, yeah

If you decide we can do whatever you want to do tonight
Girl I wanna roll with you tonight
So holla back if its alright
Holla back, yeah yeah yeah yeah
[Incomprehensible]

Baby girl if you're feelin' me, holla
If you really likin' what you see, holla
It makes no difference to be where you at
When I holla baby holla back
Wont you' wont you holla?
Girl I'm thinkin' you should be with me, holla
If you think I got a chance to breathe, holla
It makes no difference to be where you at
When I holla baby holla back
Wont you holla, holla?

I'll know your watching me
Help yourself to feelin' me
Really wanna be with me
Swing it up with me
See yourself goin' over me
I'll know your watching me, I'm thinkin'
Help yourself to feelin' me
Really wanna be with me
Swing it up with me
See yourself, goin' over me

Baby girl if you're feelin' me, holla
If you really likin' what you see, holla
It makes no difference to be where you at
When I holla baby holla back
Wont you' wont you holla?
Girl I'm thinkin' you should be with me, holla
If you think I got a chance to breathe, holla
It makes no difference to be where you at
When I holla baby holla back
Wont you holla, holla?

When I holla baby holla back
Won't you holla back me
When I holla baby holla back
Won't you holla back me, yeah yeah
When I holla baby holla back
Won't you holla back me
Won't you wont you
When I holla baby holla back
Holla back me, yeah yeah
Baby girl if you're feelin' me

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Comin' Home - Lyrics - Montell Jordan

Title: Comin' Home
Artist: Montell Jordan
Composer(s): Joe Sample, Montell Jordan, Will Jennings

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Lyric:
I'm comin' home
I said I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
I said I'm comin' home
I just can't wait to get back home

I'm comin' home
(Back to L.A.)
I said I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
(Ba-back to L.A.)
I said I'm comin' home

I'm comin' home
(Back to L.A.)
I said I'm comin' home
(Ba-back to L.A.)

Damn, it's good to be back home
In city streets where I used to roam
The neighborhood has changed
But somehow always stays the same

Liquor stores on every other block
I see my homies so I make a stop
And though I'm tempted
I won't fall back in the game

My next stop is filled with love
Because it's moms and pops I'm thinkin' of
As I get closer, I smell the barbecue
And as I step into the yard

My grandma shouts, "I praise the Lord"
And so do the honeys, uh
This'll be so cool
To be back home
(Back to L.A.)
Where I belong
(Ba-back to L.A.)

I'm back in L.A.
(Back to L.A.)
Where I used to stay
(Ba-back to L.A.)
Where I long to be
(Back to L.A.)

This is home for me
(Ba-back to L.A.)
Back in L.A.
(Back to L.A.)
(Ba-back to L.A.)

As the party starts to coolin' out
You know me and here's what I'm thinkin' 'bout
Gettin' with a cutie, 'cause I don't have much time
(My flight leaves at nine)

Should I go with the one that I know well?
Or swing a new one back to my hotel?
It really doesn't matter
'Cause all of them are so fine

Now, um, uh, I think I know what kind of woman you are
So what would you do for a Klondike bar?
Would you swing from a chandelier?
Or maybe whisper "Oh Monty" with your tongue in my ear

I tell ya, girl, if you're the one that I choose
I'm knockin' boots and pumps and any other kind of shoes
And you could keep my drawers as memoirs
Of my last day, when Monty Swing was back in L.A.

(Back to L.A.)
Where I long to be
(Ba-back to L.A.)
This is home for me
(Back to L.A.)

I'm back in L.A., yeah
(Ba-back to L.A.)
(Back to L.A.)
Where I long to be
(Ba-back to L.A.)

Back in L.A.
(Back to L.A.)
Oh oh, oh oh
(Ba-back to L.A.)

As a tear comes to my eye
It's so hard to say goodbye
I would like to stay
But I got other plans

So I tip my cap with ease
I treasure all those precious memories
'Cause I got to get back
Out to all of my fans

Now it's off to Atlanta GA
And I might stop in D.C. on the way
Chillin' on the east coast
But just a little while

But no matter where I go
I will always let you know
That I'm singing this
South Central L.A. style

And I'm back home
(Back to L.A.)
Where I belong
(Ba-back to L.A.)

I'm back in L.A.
(Back to L.A.)
Where I used to stay
(Ba-back to L.A.)

Where I long to be
(Back to L.A.)
This is home for me
(Ba-back to L.A.)

Back in L.A.
(Back to L.A.)
Oh oh, oh oh
(Ba-back to L.A.)

I'm chillin' on Crenshaw
(Back to L.A.)
On 54th Street
(Ba-back to L.A.)

On 4th Avenue
(Back to L.A.)
This might be new to you
(Ba-back to L.A.)

But I'm goin' on home
(Back to L.A.)
This is where I belong
(Ba-back to L.A.)

I'm back in L.A.
(Back to L.A.)
Oh oh, oh oh
(Ba-back to L.A.)

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Better Start Talking - Lyrics - Journey Of A Gemini - Donell Jones

Title: Better Start Talking
Album: Journey Of A Gemini
Artist: Donell Jones
Composer(s): Ryan Leslie, Jermaine Dupri, Sean Garrett

Lyric:
I'm so sincere with it, I just want you to know
If you can feel it, rock back and forth
He's so sincere with it, we just want you to know
If you can feel it, rock back and forth

I'm so sincere with it, I just want you to know
If you can feel it, rock back and forth
We so sincere with it, we just want you to know
If you can feel it, rock back and forth, let's go

Settle down, babe
Thinkin' that I can't let ya talk to me that way
Thinkin' bad move, the one that could be creepin'
And takin' your place
You don't even know where I be but we argue now
You gon' be here lonely, yeah
'Cuz she know what I need at night, can't you see?

She wants to take your place
She wanna give me everything that you don't
Don't let her just walk on in, don't make a big mistake
Thinkin' I'm so caught up I can't let go
You better start talking

Tell me why should I be here tonight
See you don?t wanna hurt me
But we both know this thing that just ain't right
When I go and I go
It's gonna be a little too late
To try get back again
When I don?t have this feelin' no more

Now we're gonna be here talkin' no more
She'll be the reason I leave you alone
Some day you'll see when I'm gone
So right now you better speak
And give me a reason, girl, can't you see?

She wants to take your place
She wanna give me everything that you don't
Don't let her just walk on in, don't make a big mistake
Thinkin' I'm so caught up I can't let go
You better start talking

This shit is over
(You better start talking)
I shoulda left a long ago
(You better start talking)
But I stayed around thinkin' that something
In your head was not clickin'

But I can see that I was all wrong
(You better start talking)
I can't be a fool no more
(You better start talking)
And she wants to be that one
To give me that love you ain't ready for
[Incomprehensible]

I go to the club strictly to party
And find something to twerk with
I?m the dude that all the girls wanna flirt with
Jump up in the booth, show me just how they work it
So shorty, your window is small to work with

I see it in your eyes but you ain't sayin' nothin'
Your girl doin' everything tryin' to push my button
Symbolizin' us leavin' and me cuttin'
Easy like Tiger on the green when he puttin'

You better start talking, shorty, wanna do something
Do something to live to me, man, shorty wanna move something
And you frontin' like it ain't what it is
'Bout to lose all this 'cuz you ain't handle yo' bizz

After two shots of the three, she was all on me
And you seen it but try to play it like a 'P.I.M.P.'
Now I respect that but sometimes that's a set back
And I really can't see you settin' back lettin'
That be the reason we ain't breezin' through the city
Girl, you better start talking
(Can't you see?)

She wants to take your place
She wanna give me everything that you don't
Don't let her just walk on in, don't make a big mistake
Thinkin' I'm so caught up I can't let go
You better start talking

She wants to take your place
She wanna give me everything that you don't
Don't let her just walk on in, don't make a big mistake
Thinkin' I'm so caught up I can't let go
You better start talking

I'm so sincere with it, I just want you to know
If you can feel it, rock back and forth
He's so sincere with it, we just want you to know
If you can feel it, rock back and forth

I'm so sincere with it, I just want you to know
If you can feel it, rock back and forth
He's so sincere with it, we just want you to know

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Back Here - Lyrics - Various Artists

Title: Back Here
Artist: Various Artists
Composer(s): Mark Barry, Stephen Patrick Mcnally, Phil Thornalley, Christian Anthony Burns

Lyric:
Baby set me free
From this misery
I can't take it no more
Since you ran away
Nothin's been the same
Don't know what I'm living for
Here I am so alone
And there's nothin' in this world I can do

Until you're back here baby
Miss you, want you, need you so
Until you're back here baby, yeah
There's a feelin' inside
I want you to know
You are the one and I can't let you go

So I told you lies
Even made you cry
Baby I was so wrong
Girl I promise you
Now my love is true
This is where my heart belongs
'Cause here I am so alone
And there's nothin' in the world I can do

Until you're back here baby
Miss you, want you, need you so
Until you're back here baby, yeah
There's a feelin' inside
I want you to know
You are the one and I can't let you go

And I wonder
(Aaa)
(Wonder)
Are you thinkin' of me
'Cause I'm thinkin' of you

And I wonder
(Aaa)
(Wonder)
Are you ever comin' back in my life
'Cause here I am so alone
And there's nothing in this world I can do

Until you're back here baby
Miss you, want you, need you so
Until you're back here baby, yeah
There's a feelin' inside
I want you to know
You are the one and I can't

Until you're back here baby
(Until you're back here baby)
Until you're back here baby
(Until you're back)
You're back
Until you're back here baby
(Until you're back here baby)
There's a feelin' inside
I want you to know
You are the one and I can't
(You are the one and I can't let you go)

Until you're back here baby
(Until you're back here baby)
(Back here comin')
Until you're back here baby
(Until you're back)
You're back
Until you're back here baby
(Until you're back)
You're back
(Ooh ooh)
Until you're back here baby, yeah
(Until you're back)
You're back
Until you're back here baby
(Until you're back)

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Z - Marcy To Hollywood - Lyrics - Jay

Title: Z - Marcy To Hollywood
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Shawn C Carter, Kenneth A Ifill, Ernesto David Jr Shaw, Todd Eric Gaither

Lyric:
Back again and back again
I went from Marcy to Hollywood
And back again and back again

As a youth I used to hold the weed up
Old heads said I thought more like a soldier than a leader
In order to succeed I had to slow my speed up
Didn't listen to stuff took another puff of the chieva

They said, "Believe us or not trust is somethin' you earn
With every mistake you make back to us you return"
Probably would go Hollywood, I thought he was jokin'
My first taste of fame I hit the first thing smokin'

All engulfed into honeys the pussy was tight
If she threw the pussy right I got mushy like
Damn baby, I love you take all my cash
You ain't got to lie Jay, you already gettin' the ass

She loved that I was a thug it turned her on
Soon as I got soft it turned her off
I got relaxed put my feet up start dissin' my friends
And that's when the ceiling fell in

I went from Marcy to Hollywood
And back again and back again
I went from Marcy to Hollywood
And back again and back again

I came through with the shines like the streets was blind
Didn't master my Algebra, no caliber stick me
I was thinkin' how and for what? But reality bites
Like a thousand mutts, nothin' worse than the person
That's foul with guts to stick you quicker

This brand new, nigga
Yup this is the foulest this ain't Hollywood
It's the Wild West whoever guns is the loudest
That's who's the best now take ten steps and draw

Who dope can take ten steps and remain raw
Who has no regards for the law?
Me that's who now let me ask you
Did you not know if we all don't eat?

Some day that we all would beef?
Did you know about the crabs in the barrow?
They would hear me creep
It's a muthafuckin' war in these streets

I'm from the ghetto to the ghetto
And I'm back again I'm back again
I'm from the ghetto to the ghetto
And I'm back again I'm back again

From Marcy to Hollywood
And back again and back again
From Marcy to Hollywood
And back again and back again

As a youth I used to fold up, old heads
Said I thought more like a leader than a soldier
Back in the days never no heat thought shit was cool
Food cat personified even went to school

Learned wild shit made me feel kinda live
Off of nothin' with this bullshit 9 to 5
I stayed broke made me easier to provoke
Ready to yoke the first muthafucka that joked

Same dude with the hard bottom went from laid back
To locked out from talk it over to T, I shot him
Ready to perish all the shit you cherish
Leave you the wettest I got a you die first, fetish

I can recall helpin' old chicks across the street
Now I help myself liftin' cats off they feet
Can't give a fuck, nigga, I just lost my moms
Why I need to feel something steel in both my arms?

I went from Marcy to Hollywood
And back again and back again
I went from Marcy to Hollywood
And back again and back again

I'm from the ghetto to the ghetto
And I'm back again I'm back again
I'm from the ghetto to the ghetto
And I'm back again I'm back again

I went from Marcy to Hollywood
And back again back again
From Marcy to Hollywood
And back again back again

Geah, since y'all niggas don't like to think
I'ma make it real easy for y'all
You got three different types of nigga
First cat, as a youth is real wild

And for whatever reason he hit the money or whatever cooled out
You got one cat that's ghetto, grimy always remained ghetto
You know that type then you got one cat very smart young man
Everybody wanted him to be a lawyer doctor, whatever
Pressure drove him crazy, he wiled out, ha geah

Marcy to Hollywood
And back again and back again
Back again, biotch

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Not Going Back - Lyrics - Hip Hop Is Dead - Nas

Title: Not Going Back
Album: Hip Hop Is Dead
Artist: Nas
Composer(s): Mikkel S Eriksen, Nasir Jones, Chrisette Payne, K Rogers-Jones, Tor Erik Hermansen

Lyric:
What nigga! What bitch-ass niggaz
What! Babe, babe, start the car
Nasir, come on let's go, get in the car now, let's go
Throw it out, let's go
Aight, aight, aight, yeah, but I got 'em, but I got 'em, though

This is crazy, why didn't you just throw it out of the car?
This is so stupid, what are you doing? Why are we even out here?
Why are we out here? What's going on? This is retarded, yo we gotta
This is crazy, never again, you'd throw everything away, for what?

Yeah, my man Kool G Rap told me, 'Son do not look back
Chill up in the mansion with a fat glutious max, relax
When people act schoolin' with facts, tell 'em
At this point in my life I'm all about chillin'?

Ridin' around in something sick and the dress flies
And twist, homie's hermano just died I gotta let it ride
That's what I got the public thinkin', my nigga
Just 'cause I ain't in the hood don't mean shit my nigga

I know who died before the body dropped
I know the guns that were used how much money the shooter got
'Cause on the private yacht I'm still within earshot of it all
The top ten list of the most grimiest guys of all time

Is all we talk when we talk of New York y'all
Who to call and who to stay away from
Whose mother's address to have just to play it safe son
Women they lust up so quick to give 'em up

What cars and what trucks they drive in
What towns they spend the most time in when they grindin'
I found out most of them are cowards they hidin'
Behind reputations that's sour, not going back

The streets keep tryin' to say
Come back around this way
I've already gone that way
I won't go back again
I'm not goin' back

The streets keep tryin' to say
Come back around this way
I've already gone that way
I won't go back again
I'm not goin' back

First thing that happen when you make a little paper
You think the Marriot is livin' in a skyscraper
Till you come across some ever more flyer paper
Realize that five-star 'tellies are even greater

Terry-cloth robes, elegance, movie shit
Heated-up marble floors with jacuzzi's in it
First-class flights, diamonds in your crucifixes
All those things you still ain't really doin' shit kid

'Cause in reality I'll earn my salary
The way I flaunted it then would now embarrass me
It kinda make me wanna hate bling it's a race thing
How they sell blacks to bootleg shit infact

Real millionaires spend 60 mil on paintings
Whores charge niggaz with raping
'Cause we come out doors of Maybach cars
Watch us make bets on race tracks smokin' cigars

So they counter the laws to take what's ours
'Bout 500K on a lawyer to beat the charge
So you can't stop us from making a billion dollars
Instead of goin' back I'm buying the projects

But I'm not going back
The hood's in me forever y'all but I'm not going back

The streets keep tryin' to say
Come back around this way
I've already gone that way
I won't go back again
I'm not goin' back

The streets keep tryin' to say
Come back around this way
I've already gone that way
I won't go back again

And of course y'all know what I'm not going back to
Those no friends of mine and I'm not going back to
Ten carat gold it shine and I'm never going back to
Sony if they don't have dough to sign, not going back to
Y'all know that I'm not going back to

Those liars who would, not going back to
Not help you if they could not going back to
Coke on the stove in the hood, y'all should know that I'm not going back
The hood's in me forever y'all, but I'm not going back

The streets keep tryin' to say
Come back around this way
I've already gone that way
I won't go back again
I'm not goin' back

The streets keep tryin' to say
Come back around this way
I've already gone that way
I won't go back again
I'm not goin' back

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Thinking Of You - Lyrics - 5 - Lenny Kravitz

Title: Thinking Of You
Album: 5
Artist: Lenny Kravitz
Composer(s): Lenny Kravitz, Lysa Trenier

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Lyric:
Tell me Mama, is your life a bed o' change?
And tell me Mama, would you live your life the same?
Or come back and rearrange?
Tell me Mama, how is freedom?

Oh I'm thinkin' of you
And all the things that you wanted me to be
And I'm tryin' now
(Oh I'm)
Thinkin' of you
And all the things that you wanted me to be in

Tell me Mama, are the colors deeper shades?
And tell me Mama, are there great big brass parades?
Does the sun shine night and day?
Tell me Mama, no more sleepin'
Tell me Mama, no more weepin', yea

Thinkin' of you
And all the things that you wanted me to be
And I'm tryin' now
(Oh I'm)
Thinkin' of you
And all the things that you wanted me to be
And I'm tryin' now

(Oh I'm)
Thinkin' of you
And all the things that you wanted me to be
And I'm tryin' now
(Oh I'm)
Thinkin' of you
And all the things that you wanted me to be in

Hey Mama, hey Ma, Mama, Mama
No, no, no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, no, hey

Tell me Mama, is it just the way they say?
(Tell me Mama)
And tell me Mama, are you missin' me the way
That I'm missin' you today?
Tell me Mama, can you hear me?

Oh I'm thinkin' of you
And all the things that you wanted me to be
And I'm tryin' now
(Oh I'm)
Thinkin' of you
And all the things that you wanted me to be
And I'm tryin' now

(Oh I'm)
Thinkin' of you
And all the things that you wanted me to be
And I'm tryin' now
(Oh I'm)
Thinkin' of you
And all the things that you wanted me to be
And I'm tryin' now

(Oh I'm)
Oh I'm thinkin' of you
And all the things that you wanted me to be
And I'm tryin' now
(Oh I'm)
Thinkin' of you
And all the things that you wanted me to be
And I'm tryin' now

(Oh I'm)
Thinkin' of you
Thinkin' of you
Thinkin' of you
Thinkin' of you
(Oh no, no, no, no, no)
Thinkin' of you
(Oh no, no, no, no, no)
Thinkin' of you
(Oh no, no, no, no, no)
Thinkin' of you
(Oh no, no, no, no, no)
Thinkin' of you
(Oh no, no, no, no, no)
(Oh yeah)
Thinkin' of you
(Oh no, no, no, no, no)
Thinkin' of you
(Oh no, no, no, no, no)
(Oh yeah)
Thinkin' of you
(Oh no, no, no, no, no)
Thinkin' of you
(Oh no, no, no, no, no)
(Oh yeah)
Thinkin' of you
(Oh no, no, no, no, no)
Thinkin' of you
(Oh no, no, no, no, no)
(Oh yeah)
Thinkin' of you
(Oh no, no, no, no, no)
Thinkin' of you
(Oh no, no, no, no, no)
(Oh yeah)

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Back From The Dead - Lyrics - Same As It Ever Was - House Of Pain

Title: Back From The Dead
Album: Same As It Ever Was
Artist: House Of Pain
Composer(s): Erik Schrody, Larry Muggerud, Tha Baka Boy

Lyric:
Straight out the casket, risin' up
Open up your eyes, can't you see me?
What the fuck is this? Madness, pick up my bones
Erase my name from off the tombstones
Alive and kickin', breathing the air

Call out my name, punk, and I'll be there
No question, my suggestions of the action
Caught smack dab in the middle of the blastin'
Messin' with me, you're messin' with the best
Blaow, you're takin' two shots to your chest

'Cuz I'm back from the dead
Everlast comin' back from the dead
(Back from the dead)
You know I'm back from the dead
And I'll put a freakin' hole in your head

Back from the dead, back from the dead

You can't disrespect it, I'm the resurrected
Back from the dead just to mess with your head
I'll stress what I said, but I won't repeat it
If you've got a cold starve it, if you've got a fever feed it
And if you can't feed it then why not blow

You may be positive and not even know
I rock the hardcore from the floor to the ceilin'
I give sexual healing, I'll get your girl squealin' like a pig
My grave's somethin' you can never dig
I'll rock a mausoleum, back yard or colosseum

'Cuz I'm back from the dead
Everlast's comin' back from the dead
(Back from the dead)
You know I'm back from the dead
House of pain's in effect, 'nuff said

Skip the autopsy 'cuz I never O.D.'d
I only puff boom kid, I never get skeed
I don't sniff or shoot up, riff I'll stick my boot up
Your ass quick fast, Everlast don't jive
Just like Pearl Jam I'm still alive

("Look at all these rumors")
Spreadin' like tumors, gossip and lies
Exaggerated reports of my demise
And if you believed 'em, well, then you got gassed
The media deceived 'em just like in the past

'Cuz I'm, back from the dead
Everlast's comin' back from the dead
(Back from the dead)
You know I'm back from the dead
And I'll put a freakin' hole in your head

Back from the dead, back from the dead

Like Steven Seagal I'm hard to kill
Like GiGi Allen I'm crazy ill
I'll beat you down with my mic, kick your ass with my Nike
Bust you in the eye if you tell another lie
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Thinkin' I'm dead you must be smokin' dust
Come see me bust in the flesh, it's a must

'Cuz I'm back from the dead
Everlast comin' back from the dead
(Back from the dead)
You know I'm back from the dead
House of pain's in effect, 'nuff said

Back from the dead
Back from the dead
Back from the dead
...

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Tell Me - Lyrics - The Price Of Fame - Bow Wow

Title: Tell Me
Album: The Price Of Fame
Artist: Bow Wow
Composer(s): Alton Wokie Stewart, Timothy William Gatling, Jermaine Dupri, James Phillips, Shawntae Harris

Lyric:
Tell you, oh, tell me
Tell you, oh, tell me

Tell me what I gotta do
To get things back to the way they was
I'm tryin' to fight it
But I find myself steady thinkin' about us

Tell me what I gotta say
To whatcha try to hear come out my mouth
I'm tryin' to work it out
Baby, we need to, we need to work this out

Can't you see what I'm tryin' to do?
I need to work it out between me and you
It ain't through, I would do down to do anything
You ask just to get you back

Take you shoppin' all over the map just to see you laugh
Pop them tags, you plus me, do the math
Minus all the negative BS, you my other half

Ain't no other that makes me feel the way you do
I can see myself comin' back at you
I'm a whole different individual now
Everybody but you invisible now

I want a commitment and I want you home
You'd never miss a good thing 'til it's gone
And I miss kissin' you and I miss spoilin' you
Missed you lovin' me and me adorin' you, no tell me

Tell me what I gotta do
To get things back to the way they was
I'm tryin' to fight it
But I find myself steady thinkin' about us

Tell me what I gotta say
To whatcha try to hear come out my mouth
I'm tryin' to work it out
Baby, I'm tryin' to work it out

Now tell me, tell me what I gotta do
To get things back to the way they was
I'm tryin' to fight it
But I find myself steady thinkin' about us

Tell me what I gotta say
To whatcha try to hear come out my mouth
I'm tryin' to work it out
Baby, we need to, we need to work this out

A lotta ladies in the world wanna be mine
But I don't give no time *** no shine
No matter how many women I see
Without you girl, I'm incomplete

I'm tellin' the world I can't be discrete
I ain't the same without you and me
Girl, I even miss the arguments
You can't be real, not fraudulent

How'd it look? It's hard to get another 'Shortie Like Mine'
One that can keep me up when I'm down
Besides my riches or my Bentley
You can have all the rest that comes with me

That's my heart, mind, soul
You can be my company where ever I go
I'ma function when I let you go now
I'm tryin' to let you know so tell me

Tell me what I gotta do
To get things back to the way they was
I'm tryin' to fight it
But I find myself steady thinkin' about us

Tell me what I gotta say
To whatcha try to hear come out my mouth
I'm tryin' to work it out
Baby, I'm tryin' to work it out

Now tell me, tell me what I gotta do
To get things back to the way they was
I'm tryin' to fight it
But I find myself steady thinkin' about us

Tell me what I gotta say
To whatcha try to hear come out my mouth
I'm tryin' to work it out
Baby, we need to, we need to work this out

Tell me when I'm gonna see 'em pretty pearly whites
You can get it girl, tonight, if you can act just right
Tell me that I'm your *** for life
And I'll tell you everything I know you like

Nobody else know you like Bow
I do things that'll make you say wow
Ain't nothin' lil' about me, I ain't no child
Grown man now, let's figure this out
You stay on my mind, I can't take the loss
Like T. Waters, I'm 'Thrownin Off'

Even when I try to perform
I think about you under my arm
I can't stand the rain
But you can't under the storm

I be here for the long run
Even when the song's done
You gonna see that I'm the one
Here's where you need to come

Tell me what I gotta do
To get things back to the way they was
I'm tryin' to fight it
But I find myself steady thinkin' about us

Tell me what I gotta say
To whatcha try to hear come out my mouth
I'm tryin' to work it out
Baby, I'm tryin' to work it out

Now tell me, tell me what I gotta do
To get things back to the way they was
I'm tryin' to fight it
But I find myself steady thinkin' about us

Tell me what I gotta say
To whatcha try to hear come out my mouth
I'm tryin' to work it out
Baby, we need to, we need to work this out

Tell you, oh, tell me
Tell you, oh, tell me

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Back In The Streets - Lyrics - Lil' Rob

Title: Back In The Streets
Artist: Lil' Rob
Composer(s): Cary Grant Gilbert, Robert Flores, Leon Huff, Kenneth Gamble, Joanna Ark

Lyric:
(I'm back in the streets)
Yeah yeah, I'm back in the streets, man
(And every girl that I meet)
And every girl that I meet

(They ask the same question)
They're always askin' me the same thing
(And I tell them every time)
And I tell them every time
That I'm just gone for a while but I'll always be back

I'm back in the place where we get so absurd
Liquor in a brown bag laid on the curb
Where a lot of good things and bad things occur
I know what time it is, homey what's the word?

I kick back on the valley with my eyesight blurred
All up in the alley, swiggin' Thunderbird
Selling rocks on sidewalks, long walks to detox
A place where we creep, don't sleep and we sweep the street blocks

Moox on the beats that make the streets, rock
I'm up in the corner hittin' some grifa
Spittin' some game hopin' to hit this weeza
Still in one piece and I'm back in the streets, I'm

(I'm back in the streets)
I'm back in the streets
(And every girl that I meet)
Every girl I meet

(They ask the same question)
Always askin' me
(And I tell them every time)
Just gone for a little while but I'll always be back

I'm, back on the calles, and I'm twice as bad
I still do the same thing, my bumper still drag
Lay it down on the ground right down on the ave
All my homeboys pass, see Lil Rob, got a brand new bag

Stuffin' the cuff up, haters watch it watch it jump up
When I cruise by, everybody sayin' whassup?
Hey good to see you again, homey where you been?
I've been around the bend where I ain't got no friends

But, I'm back, in town and I love these streets
Brand new Nike's on my feet, walk on the concrete
Ey girl, I only leave 'cause I have to
And when I'm gone I'm thinkin' I got streets to get back to, I'm

(I'm back in the streets)
I'm back in the streets
(And every girl that I meet)
Every girl I meet

(They ask the same question)
Always askin' me
(And I tell them every time)
Just gone for a little while but I'll always be back

I know every shortcut, I know every path
No matter where I go, I know I'll be back
Anywhere on the map doesn't really matter where I'm at
I'll be on the Camino posted up, with my people

In a rag top, pancake on the blacktop
Imagine this back drop, the lifestyle I can't stop
Heinas, homies, liquor and oldies
Can't leave the pad the hurras waitin' for me

I'm buzzed and I'm on drugs, people ask me why I do it
And I tell 'em just because, it's just marijuana
I do what I please, no need to be discrete
It just feels good, to be back in the streets, I'm

(I'm back in the streets)
I'm back in the streets
(And every girl that I meet)
Every girl I meet

(They ask the same question)
Always askin' me
(And I tell them every time)
Just gone for a little while but I'll always be back

(I'm back in the streets)
I'm back in the streets
(And every girl that I meet)
Every girl I meet

(They ask the same question)
Always askin' me
(And I tell them every time)
Just gone for a little while but I'll always be back

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Thinkin' Bout U - Lyrics - Dj Quik

Title: Thinkin' Bout U
Artist: Dj Quik
Composer(s): David Blake, K Crouch

Lyric:
Nothin' but the best from the best
You feel me? Hear me
This is dedicated to that special someone
You know who you are and you never gave me a chance

I used to watch you walk to class, fine as can be
While I'm standin' here with K.K. and D
And I did a little bit of everythin' just to get your attention
But I knew you had no eyes for me

I used to get up, sharpen my pencil for nothin'
You watch me watch you rollin' your eyes and you still was bumpin'
So when test time came I was all in yours
With no bubbles on my papers just some low ass scores

I guess you can call it puppy love I was a scrub
Havin' fantasies of me and you up in my tub
Makin' love in the soapy water, havin' my daughter
But I knew you liked them baller dudes and I didn't have a quarter

I admit on the rainy days, it was sad
'Cause it wasn't about who you was but what you had
Now I'm doing swell, baby and you know it's true
Back when you had a chance you should've let me breath on you

Sittin' in my room, thinkin' 'bout u
Reminiscin' on the kinky little things we didn't do
I said, I'm sitting in my room thinkin', thinkin', thinkin'

I'm sittin' in my room, thinkin' 'bout u
Reminiscin' on the kinky little things we didn't do
I said, I'm sitting in my room thinkin', thinkin', thinkin'

Now I called you on the telephone, "Baby, it's David"
The last you gave a chance is the first to save it
And I'm just tryin' to hook us up for another session
Because I haven't learned my lesson

Plus I got positions never endin'
Now I'm descendin' down into your valley, baby, work your tendons
Doin' what I do to make you do what you did
To make me come so hard that we almost had a kid

Platinum that's how I describe your thigh
Tell me how come your so young doin' shit that fly
You must have came from the school of hard knocks

Now whenever it's time for fun
You got me blowin' up your pager with 911's
Now show me a little affection
But hurry up before I lose my erection

Sittin' in my room, thinkin' 'bout u
Reminiscin' on the kinky little things we used to do
I said, I'm sitting in my room thinkin', thinkin', thinkin'

I said, I'm sittin' in my room, thinkin' 'bout u
Reminiscin' on the kinky little things we used to do
I said, I'm sitting in my room thinkin', thinkin', thinkin'
Check it out

And now I'm sittin in my spa thinkin' 'bout u
And you, baby doll, don't even have a clue
I'm just sittin' in my spa thinkin', thinkin' 'bout u

I said I'm sittin' in my spa thinkin' 'bout u
And I'm doin' rather swell in heaven, yeah, it's true
I'm just sittin' in my spa thinkin', thinkin', thinkin'

And that's real, goodnight, baby

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S.O.U.L. - Lyrics - Slum Village

Title: S.O.U.L.
Artist: Slum Village
Composer(s): Emmanuel Riggins, R.L. Iii Altman, Titus Printice Glover, Jason Powers,Karriem Riggins

Lyric:
There I was sittin there lookin, waitin'
Waitin' for the chance to get to date you
I'm sayin', I'm sick of games, sick of solos
Sure need you around when its all over

Listen, I'm not sayin' this to offend you
But, since the day I met you, I knew
I would bend you, over, not sayin' it's about that
It's about us blending like vocals on ill tracks

Classic, like a novel by Stephen King
Always restin' by the revel where a social reign
Sex, it's the farthest thing from my mind
I'm thinkin' how we get together like the starter line

Fiction to all the ladies that want it real
A brief description on how a nigga might feel
This is one page out, a black book
This is, how it goes when its all good, sista

And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back

Just keep the sun in my storm clouds
Appreciate you as a man, I was born child, young
Lookin' for young girls to party with
Make your body shift, shake up your cartilage

Women, I wasn't satisfied with just one
I'll rip your valentine and having time adjusting, it's hard
I thought not a soul could change me
You honor roll, I was down with hoes in grade 'C', level

I guess there is roses in the ghetto
Gotta find them, always meet the dozen not the diamond, coal
Been supportive, now my days shorter
When they was longer, dealin' with the side effects were calmer

Mistakes, I tripped over in my early days
Making the skies over few look a pearly gray, dirty
Until you came along and laid it on
I'll stick with you even if my man say it's wrong, for real

And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back

Since it's my last joint, I guess I gotta put it down
For the queens who fiend for the kings who come around
I wanna extend the jewels to the crown
Behold, you are soul that is lost, never found

Still a virgin 'cause you, untouched
Fuckin' around with low-life, niggas, gettin' fucked
You need a king to put it down, right
I know you want something that's more than just a one-night

Stand tall, never fall for the less queen
Naive, niggas with tired ass raps, stuck in his dream state
With his truck and his real estate, fell for the bait
Not knowing he's tryna change what's sealed in his fate

Just a mouse lookin' through a crack of the gates
To a soul never coming back, cultivators never laid to realize
Self and when it's done the queen of queens
Will complete your wealth, know thy self

And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back

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Love Won'T Wait - Lyrics - Behind The Front - Black Eyed Peas

Title: Love Won'T Wait
Album: Behind The Front
Artist: Black Eyed Peas
Composer(s): William Adams, Natalie Hinds, Kevin Feyen, Allan Pineda, Brian Lapin

Lyric:
I love you love, but I'm thinkin' 'bout leavin'
So far you treated me so bad
I love you love, but I'm thinkin' 'bout leavin'
So far you treated me so bad

I call my baby to tell her I'm on my way
Call her 'til I pass we goin' out today
It was a beautiful Sunday
I had plans on goin' to watchin' the matinee

But as soon as I step to the door
She hit me with some stuff that I just couldn't ignore
That she had to up and leave
'Cause I was a fool foolin' her on what she need

Check it, yo from my point of view it was kinda whack
She said even when we're reminiscin' there's no bringin' it back
And for her, it's really beyond that
Talkin' about she been through emotional combat

All the years that I been back
You were never around
And now, love won't wait
(It's like that now, oh, it's like that now)

Let's stop all my love to you
Baby, I'm through with you
'Cause now, love won't wait
(It's like that now, oh, it's like that now)

I love you love, but I'm thinkin' 'bout leavin'
So far you treated me so bad
I love you love, but I'm thinkin' 'bout leavin'
So far you treated me so bad

Yo, Will, that's kinda whack, I know how you be feelin'
My girl's also trippin' about the same reason
'Cause we out for two seasons on the road makin' G's
And I figured it out these women there's no pleasin'

Yo, Will, I feel the pain, that you're goin' through
She got you stuck on a yam and she's splattin' too
Plottin' on leavin' you, yo, are you feelin' cool
And if you're not you can always hang with the crew

All the years that I been back
You were never around
And now, love won't wait
(It's like that now, oh, it's like that now)

Let's stop all my love to you
Baby, I'm through with you
'Cause now, love won't wait
(It's like that now, oh, it's like that now)

I call my baby to tell her I'm on my way
Call her 'til I pass we goin' out today
It was a beautiful Sunday
I had plans on goin' to watchin' the matinee

And she dissed you, up and left you
Packed her bags and went and upset
She was like, "I'm leavin'"
(Oh, it's like that, now)
"I'm leavin'"
(She was always like that)

Check it, but from my point of view it was kinda whack
She said even when we're reminiscin' there's no bringin' it back
And for her, it's really beyond that
Talkin', about she been through emotional combat

All the years that I been back
You were never around
And now, love won't wait
(It's like that now, oh, it's like that now)

Let's stop all my love to you
Baby, I'm through with you
'Cause now, love won't wait
(It's like that now, oh, it's like that now)

I love you love, but I'm thinkin' 'bout leavin'
So far you treated me so bad
I love you love, but I'm thinkin' 'bout leavin'
So far you treated me so bad

I love you love, but I'm thinkin' 'bout leavin'
So far you treated me so bad
I love you love, but I'm thinkin' 'bout leavin'
So far you treated me so bad
I love you love, but I'm thinkin' 'bout

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Puttin' The Dark Back Into The Night - Lyrics - Sawyer Brown

Title: Puttin' The Dark Back Into The Night
Artist: Sawyer Brown
Composer(s): Mark Miller

Lyric:
The neon moon was lookin' over her shoulder
She was sippin' wine and tellin' lots of tales
When the bar flies are off the wall
It's hard to stand up straight and tall
When you're lookin' for someone to go your bail

She's puttin' the dark back into the night
She's got her heart on loose thinkin' love ain't right
The future ain't lookin' none too bright
So she's puttin' the dark back into the night

She gave her hand to a man who was only a lover
His cheatin' drove her jealously insane
Now the light at the end of the tunnel for her
Is just a memory of the way we were
And the look in her eye says she don't have to explain

She's puttin' the dark back into the night
She's got her heart on loose thinkin' love ain't right
The future ain't lookin' none too bright
So she's puttin' the dark back into the night

You'll never know just what you'll do
When a broken heart comes from out of the blue
She's out on the run, she's ready to blow
She's out of her mind, she's losin' control

She's puttin' the dark back into the night
She's got her heart on loose thinkin' love ain't right
The future ain't lookin' none too bright
So she's puttin' the dark back into the night

She's puttin' the dark back into the night
She's got her heart on loose thinkin' love ain't right
The future ain't lookin' none too bright
So she's puttin' the dark back into the night

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All I'M Thinking About Is You - Lyrics - Southern Rain - Billy Ray Cyrus

Title: All I'M Thinking About Is You
Album: Southern Rain
Artist: Billy Ray Cyrus
Composer(s): Jeffrey Steele

Lyric:
Well, it's a twenty-five mile drive from here to town
There's gray skies and there's no doubt
Rain's comin' down this morning

I get off the interstate fifteen minutes late
For an appointment that I really didn't need to make
God, this routine bores me

Well, it's getting on twelve and I ain't had a bite
I'm all coffee'd up, sleepy eyed, wound up tight
And it's only Monday, Monday

I've had the whole night and now half the day
To think about what you said and what I need to change
But it's all the same, it's all the same

'Cause all I'm thinkin' 'bout is you
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you

Well, I skipped lunch with the boss at that sleazy little bar
Stopped to get gas, a bag of chips
And got back in the car and started drivin'

I headed down the road where the air is clean
And the grass is green and the birds sing to clear his head
Full of things that I've been denying but it's all in vain

'Cause all I'm thinkin' 'bout is you
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you

Hey, all I'm thinkin' 'bout is you
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you

Well, it's five o'clock sharp and it's getting dark now
It's bumper to bumper and it's raining buckets down
But I'm smiling, yeah I'm smiling

All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you

All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you

All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you

All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you, you
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is you

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Bringin' It Back - Lyrics - Elvis Presley

Title: Bringin' It Back
Artist: Elvis Presley
Composer(s): Greg Gordon

Lyric:
If I can never see you, if I can never hold you
If I can never touch your face or feel your warm embrace
I still remember talkin', I still remember laughin'
I still remember lovin' a lot, yes touchin' you, babe I've not forgot

And everything's bringin' it back, you're only just bringin' it back
A familiar place for a familiar face just brings it all back
And everything's bringin' it back, good songs bringin' it back
Even after so much time, you know everything's bringin' it back

Thinkin' in my solitude, wonderin' about your attitude
Thinkin' maybe that your love has died, there it is, I can see it in your eyes
And a look of sweet surrender but a touch of too much sadness
'Cause I've hurt you so, you know your sorrow shows
And you just can't stay, oh but you can't let go

'Cause everything's bringin' it back, you're only just bringin' it back
A familiar place for a familiar face just brings it all back
And everything's bringin' it back, good songs bringin' it back
And even after so much time, you know everything's bringin' it back

And everything's bringin' it back, good songs bringin' it back
And even after so much time, you know everything's bringin' it back
And everything's bringin' it back, bringin' it back

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