This Journey Is My Own - Lyrics - Sara Groves

Title: This Journey Is My Own
Artist: Sara Groves
Composer(s): Sara Lee Groves

Lyric:
When I stand before the Lord, I'll be standing alone
This journey is my own
Still I want mans advice, and I need mans approval
This journey is my own

And why would I want to live for man
And pay the highest price
And what does it mean to gain the whole world
Only to lose my life

So much of what I do is to make a good impression
This journey is my own
And so much of what I say is to make myself look better
This journey is my own

And why would I want to live for man
And pay the highest price
And what does it mean to gain the whole world
Only to lose my life

And I have never felt relief like I feel it right now
This journey is my own
'Cuz trying to please the world, it was breaking me down
It was breaking me down

And now I live and I breathe for an audience of one
Now I live and I breathe for an audience of one
Now I live and I breathe for an audience of one
'Cuz I know this journey is my own

And why would I want to live for man
And pay the highest price
And what does it mean to gain the whole world
Only to lose my life

And you can live for someone else
And it will only bring you pain
I can't even judge myself
Only the Lord can say, 'Well done'

Oh, this journey is my own

I live for, I breathe for
I live for, I breathe for
I live for, I breathe for
This journey is my own

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Destroy Rebuild - Lyrics - Stillmatic - Nas

Title: Destroy Rebuild
Album: Stillmatic
Artist: Nas
Composer(s): Scott Larock, L Parker, Nasir Jones, M Risko, P Hendricks

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Lyric:
This is a journey into the worlds most largest
And notorious projects, Queensbridge
Listen while Nas saves his hood from the most
Cowardest rappers

He held a mass appeal and a little boy smile
Depressed has a complex his mouth was foul
You need to stay around I feel like telling some stories
First there's this arrogant fuck, his names Cory
Hung around my mans like he a big Trevor
Trevor's still locked up, likes getting his cheddar
Cory changed his name to Arr, whatever
Corn chip, buckwheat lookalike, its mega

Right Mega was his name sorry about that
But it's so hard to put a cowards name in my rap
Always acting tough, a jokester be fronting
He got snuffed, he got shot in the thigh, he did nothing
But that's Nas always looking out for breadrin'
'Cause when breadrin' they return love they don't stress him
'Cause gangstas do gangsta shit, real recognize real
Still laughing to the bank and shit

Back to Cor, got him a deal but his rhymes was whack
Def Jam now that he signed a contract
Now he got jealous and mad at my shine
Making silly tapes, I'm always on his mind
Nonsense, not to be obnoxious kid
Mega, for the record, you could suck my dick
Bitch you from around the way it's sad what this do to me
But Queensbridge, we gotta have unity

They say the bridge is over, the bridge is over
Nah this is the time we destroy and rebuild it
They say, the bridge is over, the bridge is over
Nah we the strongest hood but weak niggas kill us
So they say, the bridge is over, the bridge is over
Nah this is the time we destroy and rebuild it
They say, the bridge is over, the bridge is over
Nah we the strongest hood but it's this cowards they kill us

So now since we on the subject of traders and flunkies
Mega ain't the only faggot in my hood dummies
Theres plenty that wanna be me but cannot
It's like King Arthur and knight Sir Lance-a-lot
Lefty and Donnie Brasco, Gotti and Paul
Before I woulda told you, Prodigy's my dog
Through the ups and downs, robberies and all
Though I always knew he wanted my downfall

He would say his little slick shit and act real funny
For what nigga you're butt and it got back to me
Asking a braveheart to get back your jewelry
You ain't from my hood, don't even rep Q B
Nature moved to Marcy
Man dick riding nature, nothing else to say
Man nature moved to Mars, back with ass niggas in fear
Fuck them niggas go head with the progam man proceed

Old lady pocketbook snatcher, car thief
Of course we ain't friends, you never stood on no blocks
Streets or corners with zombies, ghouls and gangstas
Cops, drug dealers with pools of blood anger
Just fills me, when niggas let out of town to set shot
And get filthy rich, it's just not
No more morals, no loyalty, no more community
Queensbridge, we gotta have unity

They say the bridge is over, the bridge is over
Nah this is the time we destroy and rebuild it
They say, the bridge is over, the bridge is over
Nah we the strongest hood but weak niggas kill it
So they say, the bridge is over, the bridge is over
Nah this is the time we destroy and rebuild it
They say, the bridge is over, the bridge is over
Nah we the strongest hood but it's this cowards they kill us

So nowI put the name on the map after Marly and Shan
QB before the Roc had one jam
Before the Death Row and Bad Boy Beef
Had streets locked with raw talent, I laugh at the weak
So this about cleaning up house, my own backyard
Famous home of rap stars well known be getting robbed
P how many times natures shamed that
Jungle was busting his gun to get your weak chain back

They don't respect you a check's due for me for your fame
Mega I hope you blow so I'm saying your name
Hoes play your position 'cause you'll never be king
Even Jigga want the crown, honestly poor thing
I'm representing Queensbridge U S A
Where two SK's go off every day new flesh lay
All you little roaches and rats
Besides my man Ricky, Nas the true ruler is back, so haters say

They say the bridge is over, the bridge is over
Nah this is the time we destroy and rebuild it
They say, the bridge is over, the bridge is over
Nah we the strongest hood but weak niggas kill it
So they say, the bridge is over, the bridge is over
Nah this is the time we destroy and rebuild it
They say, the bridge is over, the bridge is over
Nah we the strongest hood but it's this cowards they kill us

{So now they say the bridge is over my dick, bridge'll never be over
Long as I'm alive and breathing, Braveheart to the graveyard
I'm the William Wallace of this shit
Ayo P, Prodigy I got love for you man, I love you man
You know what I'm saying, just get them unloyal niggas
From out your circle, you can't save everybody
Niggas invited you to the hood, rep it right my nigga
Be untouchable my nigga, so it be Mobb for life for real}

{And thats real, ayo nature I can't hold your hand through this shit man
I'm not your father man, be your own man, stand on your own two
I believe in you, believe in yourself nigga or don't even rep this man
Ayo Mega you wanna be a gangsta? There's real gangsta
Shit going on in the streets man, yo niggas is in the grind
Where you be at man? Niggas be bucking
Why you never bucking, where you be at man?
All of a sudden you the motherfuckin' Neo Brown of the fucking hood
Its disgusting man, stay out the magazines}

{Keep my name out your motherfucking mouth
Theres no more room for jealousy, we destroying and rebuilding
That means the cowards get out and the real niggas stay
Niggas been hating me since I been nine, shining
With suede motherfucking ballets on in silks
I'ma always be the young don, don't be like the niggas on the other side
Hating me 'cause I'm beautiful, real niggas in Queensbridge
You niggas come up and get this money and move on baby, QB}

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I Was The One - Lyrics - Da Brat

Title: I Was The One
Artist: Da Brat
Composer(s): Lenton Tereill Hutton, Shawntae Harris

Lyric:
You thought I was the one, but I got my own whips
Own chips own crib and I don't need this shit here
You thought I was the one, to be dependin' on you
I'm a independent woman, I'm sorry homie that you

You thought I was the one, to just settle for promises
That you never kept thought I would fail but you won't 'cause
You thought I was the one, but you been proven false
The truth is you lost, I pay the cost to do what ever I want, yeah

He, thought I was virgin Mary sweet as a nun
Wanted to marry me with hopes I'd carry his son
Or his daughter the thought I gotta stay out of the parties
Stay in the house, be lonesome, and talk to nobody
Be cooped up for the longest, with nothin' but time
Misery loves company but it ain't no friend of mine
I cooked and cleaned like a Hebrew slave, till I got blisters
A modern day Miss Celie, and he was my mister
But I woke up one day, started to get real slick

Called a couple of my friends with a few scenarios
Felt like a dance with the devil, didn't like being happily
Married no more had to go real quick, 'cause it's my time
And I done made up my mind Shawntae gotta leave you behind
And get my dough 'cause half of that's mine
And my drow to help me the daughter sunshine
You thought I wouldn't make it but I'm livin' proof
Do on to others as you'd have motherfuckers do on to you

You thought I was the one, but I got my own whips
Own chips, own crib and I don't need this shit here
You thought I was the one, to be dependin' on you
I'm a independent woman, I'm sorry homie that you

You thought I was the one, to just settle for promises
That you never kept, thought I would fail but you won't 'cause
You thought I was the one, but you been proven false
The truth is you lost, I pay the cost to do what ever I want, yeah

She, was my ace boon coon in high, we grew up together
You fucked with her I'd fight you, and vice versa
From class to choir rehearsal, totin' the bags
Slangin' them sacks, and beat up all the hood rats
Rolling off with the richest niggas on the block
And bring they whips back, but things changed
When I started to rap, jealousy kicked in
She wouldn't be my friend, she wasn't even lookin' out for me

Then, she didn't even have time to call me on the phone
To say hello so good-bye, good-bye
You'll never get apiece of my love again
Don't try, my love is everlasting like Tony Terry
I'm very territorial and I'm over protective to niggas
I love, 'cause I respect them, but not this heffa
She took things in a different direction
I can't protect her when it's said and done, shit

I am not the one, I need loyal buddies, supportive of me
Roarin' for me, breakin' my trust can get ugly
So please don't mistake my kindness for weakness
Learn it, as I stomp trough the trenches on this tedious journey
I'm so hot my feet burn, and you keep yearnin'
To be a part of my life but you done fucked it up permanently
Now it don't concern me no more

You thought I was the one, but I got my own whips
Own chips, own crib and I don't need this shit here
You thought I was the one, to be dependin' on you
I'm a independent woman, I'm sorry homie that you

You thought I was the one, to just settle for promises
That you never kept, thought I would fail but you won't 'cause
You thought I was the one, but you been proven false
The truth is you lost, I pay the cost to do what ever I want, yeah

Sena I thought that I was the one
Sena I thought, you thought that I was the one
Thought I was the one
Thought I was the one, yeah

You thought I was the one, but I got my own whips
Own chips, own crib and I don't need this shit here
You thought I was the one, to be dependin' on you
I'm a independent woman, I'm sorry homie that you

You thought I was the one, to just settle for promises
That you never kept, thought I would fail but you won't 'cause
You thought I was the one, but you been proven false
The truth is you lost, I pay the cost to do what ever I want, yeah

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Closed Eyes - Lyrics - Evergrey

Title: Closed Eyes
Artist: Evergrey
Composer(s): Daniel Gustavsson, Tomas Englund, Patrik Carlsson

Lyric:
Make me see through eyes
Of a different soul
'Cause mine are closed and sealed
Since long before

To seek and hopefully find
Find my own voice
To sail beyond the sunset
And stand on solid ground

I must to maintain
My now so weak belief
May it grow or else
The darkness will never cease

Lost am I in woods of never ending trees
That tomorrow will be dying due to my grief

Is this my ending I failed in my calls?
Should have been there
Would have stayed
But to live in fear is not to live at all
Yes to live in fear is not to live at all

I close my eyes and I drift away
Crying loud, gone is the day
Will I be awakened tomorrow that I can only pray
The spark in me quickly fades

A silent voice inside
Child take a look at yourself
You've got to look with better eyes than that
Or else this journey ends

You're fighting a war
Where the battle is yourself
Falling and you know
You are bound to fall again

Is this my ending? I failed in my calls
Should have been stronger
Would have fought
But to live in fear is not to live at all
Yes to live in fear is not to live at all

Is this my ending? I failed in my calls
Should have been there, would have stayed
But to live in fear is not to live at all
Yes to live in fear is not to live at all

I'm climbing this ladder
But it seems too long
Still it lights up a fire inside of me
That I did not think existed

But thinking again remembering hard times
'Cause am I forsaken, forsaken by gods
But this still is my battle
I am, I am abandoned

Oh yes I am, oh yes I am
Yes I am, yes I am
Abandoned, abandoned
But this still is my battle

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There Only Was One Choice - Lyrics - Harry Chapin

Title: There Only Was One Choice
Artist: Harry Chapin
Composer(s): Harry F. Chapin

Lyric:
There's a kid out on my corner hear him strumming like a fool
Shivering in his dungarees but still he's going to school
His cheeks are made of peach fuzz, his hopes may be the same
But he's signed up as a soldier out to play the music game

There are fake patches on his jacket
He's used bleach to fade his jeans
With a brand new stay pressed shirt
And some creased and wrinkled dreams
His face a blemish garden but his eyes are virgin clear
His voice is Chicken Little's, but he's hearing Paul Revere

When he catches himself giggling
He forces up a sneer
Though he'd rather have a milk shake
He keeps forcing down the beer
Just another folkie, late in coming down the pike
Riding his guitar, he left Kid brother with his bike

And he's got Guthrie running in his bones
He's the hobo kid who's left his home
And his Beatles records and the Rolling Stones
This boy is staying acoustic

There's Seeger singing in his heart
He hopes his songs will somehow start
To heal the cracks that split apart
America gone plastic

And now there's Dylan dripping from his mouth
He's hitching himself way down south
To learn a little black and blues
From old street men who paid their dues
'Cause they knew they had nothing to lose
They knew it, so they just got to it

With cracked old Gibsons and red clay shoes
Playing 1 4 5 chords like good news
And cursed with skin that calls for blood
They put their face and feet in mud
But oh, they learned the music from way down there
The real ones learn it somewhere

Strum your guitar, sing it kid
Just write about your feelings, not the things you never did
Inexperience, it once had cursed me
But your youth is no handicap, it's what makes you thirsty

Hey kid, you know you can hear your footsteps
As you're kicking up the dust
And the rustling in the shadows tells you secrets you can trust
The capturing of whispers is the way to write a song
It's when you get to microphones, the music can go wrong

You can't see the audience with spotlights in your eyes
Your feet can't feel the highway from where the Lear jet flies
When you glide in silent splendor in your padded limousines
Only you are crying there behind the silver screen

Now you battle dragons, but they'll all turn into frogs
When you grab the wheel of fortune, you get caught up in the cog

First your art turns into craft then the yahoos start to laugh
Then you'll hear the jackals howl 'cause they love to watch the fall
They're the lost ones out there feeding
On the wounded and the bleeding
They always are the first to see the cracks upon the walls

When I started this song I was still thirty-three
The age that Mozart died and sweet Jesus was set free
Keats and Shelley too soon finished, Charley Parker would be
And I fantasized some tragedy'd be soon curtailing me

Well just today I had my birthday, I made it thirty-four
Mere mortal, not immortal, not star-crossed anymore
I've got this problem with my aging, I no longer can ignore
A tame and toothless tabby can't produce a lion's roar

And I can't help being frightened on these midnight afternoons
When I ask the loaded questions
"Why does winter come so soon?"
And where are all the golden girls that I was singing for
The daybreak chorus of my dreams serenades no more

Yeah the minute man is going soft, the mirror's on the shelf
Only when the truth's up there can you fool yourself?
I am the aged jester who won't gracefully retire
A clumsy clown without a net caught staggering on the high wire

Yesterday's a collar that has settled round my waist
Today keeps slipping by me, it leaves no aftertaste
Tomorrow is a daydream, the future's never true
Am I just a fading fire or a breeze passing through?

Hello my Country, I once came to tell everyone your story
Your passion was my poetry
And your past, my most potent glory
Your promise was my prayer
Your hypocrisy my nightmare
And your problems fill my present
Are we both going somewhere?

Step right up young lady
Your two hundred birthdays make you old if not senile
And we see the symptoms there in your rigor mortise smile
With your old folks eating dog food and your children eating paint
While the pirates own the flag and sell us sermons on restraint

And while blood's the only language
That your deaf old ears can hear
And still you will not answer with that message coming clear
Does it mean there's no more ripples in your tired old glory stream
And the buzzards own the carcass of your dream?

Oh B U Y Centennial
Sell 'em pre-canned laughter
America Perennial
Sing happy ever after

There's a dance band on the Titanic
Singing nearer my God to thee
And the iceberg's on the starboard bow
Won't you dance with me

Yes I read it in the New York Times
That was on the stands today
It said that dreams were out of fashion
We'll hear no more empty promises
There'll be no more wasted passions
To clutter up our play

It really was a good sign
The words went on to say
It shows that we are growing up
In oh, so many healthy ways
And I told myself this is exactly where I'm at
But I don't much like thinking about that

Harry, are you really so naive?
You can honestly believe
That the country's getting better
When all you do is let her alone
Harry, can you really be surprised?
When it's there before your eyes
When you hold the knife that carves her
You live the life that starves her to the bone

Good dreams don't come cheap
You've got to pay for them
If you just dream when you're asleep
There is no way for them, to come alive, to survive

It's not enough to listen, it's not enough to see
When the hurricane is coming on, it's not enough to flee
It's not enough to be in love we hide behind that word
It's not enough to be alive, when your future's been deferred

What I've run through my body, what I've run through my mind
My breath's the only rhythm and the tempo is my time
My enemy is hopelessness, my ally honest doubt
The answer is a question that I never will find out

Is music propaganda, should I boogie, rock and roll
Or just an early warning system hitched up to my soul
Am I observer or participant or huckster of belief
Making too much of a life so mercifully brief?

So I stride down sunny streets and the band plays back my song
They're applauding at my shadow, long after I am gone
Should I hold this wistful notion that the journey is worthwhile
Or tiptoe cross the chasm with a song and a smile?

Well I got up this morning, I don't need to know no more
It evaporated nightmares that had boiled the night before
With every new day's dawning, my kid climbs in my bed
And tells the cynics of the board room your language is dead

And as I wander with my music through the jungles of despair
My kid will learn guitar and find his street corner somewhere
There he'll make the silence listen to the dream behind the voice
And show his minstrel Hamlet daddy that there only was one choice

Strum your guitar, sing it kid
Just write about your feelings not the things you never did
Inexperience, it once had cursed me
But your youth is no handicap, it's what makes you thirsty, hey kid

Strum your guitar, sing it kid
Just write about your feelings not the things you never did

Dance band on the Titanic
Singing nearer my God to thee
The iceberg's on the starboard bow
Won't you dance with me

The dance band on the Titanic
Singing nearer my God to thee
And the iceberg's on the starboard bow
Won't you dance with me

Yeah the dance band on the Titanic
Singing nearer my God to thee
And the iceberg's on the starboard bow
Won't you dance with me

Come on
Yeah the dance band on the Titanic
Singing nearer my God to thee
And the iceberg's on the starboard bow

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G.O.D. (Gaining One'S Definition) - Lyrics - Common

Title: G.O.D. (Gaining One'S Definition)
Artist: Common
Composer(s): Lonnie Rashid Lynn, Thomas Burton, Ernest Dion Wilson, Cornell Newbill

Lyric:
After bein' 25, you know, just trying to survive in the world
?Bout to have a little boy or baby girl, who knows?
Anyway, just when you start getting? that little age
And experience to you
You start thinkin? about stuff, tryin? to make the right moves
So bust it out, this is what I was thinkin?, check it

Yo, the education of the Lon-chicka-Lonnie Lynn
Began, began with time
Bein? my bloodline is one with the divine
In time brotha, you will discover the light
Some say that God is black and the devil's white
Well, the devil is wrong and God is what's right

I fight with myself in the ring of doubt and fear
The rain ain't gone but I can still see clear
As a child, given religion with no answer to why
Just told believe in Jesus ?cuz for me he did die

Curiosity killed the catechism
Understanding and wisdom became the rhythm that I played to
And became a slave to master self
A rich man is one with knowledge, happiness and his health

My mind had dealt with the books of Zen, Tao the lessons
Koran and the Bible, to me they all vital
And got truth within 'em, gotta read them boys
You just can't skim 'em, different branches of belief

But one root that stem ?em
But people of the venom try to trim 'em
And use religion as an emblem
When it should be a natural way of life
Who am I or they to say to whom you pray ain't right

That's who got you doin? right and got you this far
Whether you say, "In Jesus name", or, "Al hum du'Allah"
Long as you know it's a bein' that's supreme to you
You let that show towards others in the things you do

?Cuz when the trumpets blowin?, 24 elders surround the throne
Only 144,000 gon get home
Only 144,000 gon get home
Only 144,000 gon get it, baby

I've lived and I've learned
I have taken and I've earned
I have laughed, I've cried
I have failed and I have tried
Sunshine, pouring rain
Found joy through all my pain
I just wanna be happy with being me

Let me voice my concern
So many of my fellow brothers have given themselves a title
That their actions didn't earn
Our ignorance is in the same breath as our innocence
Subconsciously, seeking to find
An impressionable mind to convince

I've finally come to the realization
Why black people in the worse place
?Cuz it's hard to correct yourself when you don't know
Who you are in the first place , so I try to find the clue in you
But evidently, white folks know more black history than we do

Why're we bein' lied to?
I ain't know our history was purposely hidden
Damn, somethin' in me wanna know who I am
So I began my search, my journey started in church
It gave my heartache relief when I started to understand belief
Hustlin? was like a gift spent my share of time in the streets

Taught me survival from this evil I'm just gonna have to deal with
And I felt like a fool when I tried to learn it in school
It almost seemed like a rehearsal when the only
Science and math are universal

Takin? elder advice, read the Bible, the Koran
Searched scrolls from the Hebrew Israelites
Hold on, this ain't right, Jesus wasn't white
Some leads were granted with insight

And it's all in the plan, but it took me some time to overstand
He still created with the imperfection of man
So, with followin' I disagree
By no means have I forgotten or forgiven
What's been done to me but
I do know the devil ain't no white man, the devil's a spiritual mind

That's color blind, there's evil white folk and evil niggas
You gon surely find there's no positivity without negativity
But one side you gonna have to choose
Any chance to speak I refuse to misuse

So how can you call yourself God
When you let a worldly possession
Become an obsession and the way you write your rhymes
And can't follow your lesson

If a seed's sown, you make sure it's known
You make sure it's grown
If you God, then save your own, don't mentally enslave your own
If you God, then save your own, don't mentally enslave your own
If you God, then save your own, don't mentally enslave your own

Well, I've lived and I've learned
I've taken and I've earned
I have laughed, I have cried
I failed and I have tried
Sunshine, pourin? rain
I found joy through my pain
Just wanna be happy, bein? me, bein? me

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I'M Not Made Of Steel - Lyrics - Michael Bolton

Title: I'M Not Made Of Steel
Artist: Michael Bolton
Composer(s): Robert John Lange, Michael Bolton, Diane Warren

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Lyric:
Under the endless sky
Beneath a million stars
Within the course of a lifetime
How very young we are?

As I stumble on this journey
Along the road to what is real
I'm not made of steel
I'm not made of steel

With all the lessons of my learning
And all the strength that I possess
Still there are mountains I wish, I was moving
That take much more than my best

There are plans beyond my power
There are dreams beyond my reach

Oh, these eyes deceive, the words I speak
They don't tell the story inside
Oh don't believe, the face you see
It's only the face of my pride

I'm not made of steel
I'm not made of stone
I can't be anything more than I'm made of
I can't do it all on my own
I'm only a man
Flesh and blood is all I am
You think I can carry the world on my shoulders
That don't mean that I can
I can bend, I can break, I can feel
I'm not made of steel

Ohh no

Teach you well to wear your armor
What you've learned is just a lie
And there's a price to be paid for denying
With every tear you never cry

Oh you don't ever show, don't let them know
The heart you never reveal
Don't ask me why, don't make me hide
The pain you don't think I can feel

I'm not made of steel
I'm not made of stone
I can't be anything more than I'm made of
I can't do it all on my own
I'm only a man
Flesh and blood is all I am
You think I can carry the world on my shoulders
That don't mean that I can
I can bend, I can break, I can feel
I'm not made of steel

Oh, don't ever believe, the face you see
It's only the face of my, only the face of my pride

I'm not made of steel
I'm not made of stone
I can't be anything more than I'm made of
I can't do it all on my own
I'm only a man
Flesh and blood is all I am
You think I can carry the world on my shoulders
That don't mean that I can

I'm not made of steel
I'm not made of steel
I'm not made of stone

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Make Your Peace - Lyrics - Balls and My Word - Scarface

Title: Make Your Peace
Album: Balls and My Word
Artist: Scarface
Composer(s): Anthony Douglas Gilmour, Micheal Dean, Brad Jordan

Lyric:
Is this how you made it, or is this sickness out of control
Is the beginning of the end right now? Let me know
Do the saved souls travel the road of the souls lost?
How come the dead can't talk?

Through horrified eyes I can picture the other side
Though my heart shed tears outside I couldn't cry
Watched my homeboy die, day by day body tired
Remember, I finally accounted before he expired

They tell me there's a peaceful place, I wanna see it
They say I gotta leave it to see it, so it be it
And though I appreciate bein' alive
Sometimes I wanna see how it feels to just die

Come back and tell my story to the ones who really know me
Converse with the angels and elders that went before me
And satisfy the hunger for those who wanna know
If there's life after death, and if so, where we go

I often find myself involved in deep thought
I wanna see is heavens a place like we thought
And Christian science seems to think it's just a mindstate
But before I put my trust in a man, I'll just wait

Or better yet, I take the journey for myself
Put a bullet in my own head, it's my death
So when 12 o'clock jump on eve of 11-9
Suicide!

Just as I thought, a bright light
Greeted by friends and family, so life-like
Black and in between screams and then peace
Lookin' in the eyes of the grieved and deceased

Father please, send me back, I don't wanna die
I'm not as strong as I was and I can't lie
During all the mayhem somehow I remained calm
And I woke up singing this song

I been a pawn and I been a king
And I been down since the beckoning
I try to look beyond the sight of sound
And the lights come from the underground

Rarely got questions but I found myself somewhat astound
And through my quest for the answers, know what I found?
I found that regardless to what people say
The shooters gotta do it day for day, so make your peace

Open your books to the first chapter, verse four, page eight
And link to my thoughts as my intents are to initiate
And enter the minds of the ones who are blind
And shed light to all the mankind written in rhyme

I preach to each to get off your ass, stand on your feet
'Cause everyday it's niggas lyin' dead in the street
We stuck in our ways, it's different now than back in the days
Fuck what they say, 'cause ain't no comin' back from the grave

So when the gun goes pop and the lights go out
Then you'll understand what I'm talkin' about
I had a dream and seen a double sun
A different world was in the makin'
The ruler of this new world was Satan

The sky turned blood-red, the silent trumpet started playin'
Then I woke up, my imagination
Runnin' wild but then again the coming of Christ
Could be the moment of any minute, now or tonight

So make your peace, 'cause 666 is the mark of the beast
It's dark in these streets
And some might see it hard to believe but God is in me
Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the wickedness

I know I'm protected 'cause I'm convicted
Anybody believin' in the Big Bang Theory
And thinkin' that thyself is the God, you need to hear me
How do you explain the skies, the moon, the stars and the rain

The sun and the sea the Earth without form facing the deep
Darkness and challengin' the powers that be
It's impossible for scientists to make up the seeds
Didn't make up the trees, so why we turn our backs on the truth?
This heaven and hell part we seem to hide from the youth

I'm tellin' what few tongues of the evil will despise
My intention's to revitalize, still I revive
And I've read the books, and I heard the lessons
And I'm on my knees steady stressin', you make your peace

I been a pawn and I been a king
And I been down since the beckoning
I try to look beyond the sight of sound
And the lights come from the underground

Rarely got questions but I found myself somewhat astound
And through my quest for the answers, know what I found?
I found that regardless to what people say
The shooters gotta do it day for day, so make your peace

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Portrait Of A Woman - Lyrics - Journey Of A Gemini - Donell Jones

Title: Portrait Of A Woman
Album: Journey Of A Gemini
Artist: Donell Jones
Composer(s): Noel Absolam, Donell Jones, Charles Pettaway, Richard Smith

Lyric:
I've done my girl so wrong
And I don't know what I was thinking
Now, she's gone 'cause she was fed up with me
(This is a portrait of a woman)

Then why do we treat women so cold
When we come from one
Because you wouldn't do your mother wrong
(This is a portrait of a woman)

And to the women out there struggling
Taking care of your kids alone
Just hold on, you deserve a life of love
(This is a portrait of a woman)

Said a portrait of a woman
Your so beautiful
(This is a portrait of a woman)

This is the portrait of a woman
Of a woman
(This is a portrait of a woman)

If you love them, how come
We can't settle down with just one
Because you wouldn't take the same abuse
(This is a portrait of a woman)

To the women, if you cry almost every night
'Cause happiness ain't inside
Just stay true 'cause your sun will shine again
(This is a portrait of a woman)

As I look in your picture frame
Girl, you've been giving a wrong deal
But God loves you and you call up beautiful
(This is a portrait)

Of a woman so wonderful
She plant the earth with all her seeds
And as men we should take care of them
It's our responsibility

So, respect the one you call your love
Show her sensitivity
And don't be afraid, just get your own
Or you'll end up just like me
Lost and lonely

Said you gotta treat your woman right
(This is a portrait of a woman)
I said a portrait of a woman, of a woman

'Cause if she leave, she ain't coming back
You better get your shit on track
(This is a portrait of a woman)
Portrait of a woman

Of a woman, you better treat your woman right
Or she'll walk right out of your life
(This is a portrait of a woman)

Of a woman
Of a woman
She'll walk right out of your life
(This is a portrait of a woman)

This is a portrait of a woman

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Is This Right - Lyrics - Toby Lightman

Title: Is This Right
Artist: Toby Lightman
Composer(s): Toby Lightman

Lyric:
Love is like taking the hand from a man you just met on the street
You don't know what he's about and he walks to his own beat
And he takes you on a journey that you can't really define
But you know it might be worth it, you know it's not a waste of your time

Love is like diving into an ocean that is certainly too deep
To feel the sand in your toes and the bottoms of your feet
But for some strange reason you stay cold and wet
'Cause you know deep down that you haven't seen the best of it yet
And all the while you wonder

Is this right, how do we know
If we never been here before?
Is this right, how do we know?
Should we take a chance tonight, take a chance tonight?
Should I be sitting by your side, for the rest of your life?
Is this right, how do we know? How do we know?

Love is like jumping from the top of the highest mountain
Just to feel the freedom of no boundaries and the wind in your hair
And you fly on and on, you fly up to the moon
'Cause this freedom will bring you ecstasy
And you know you're gonna feel it soon and all the while you wonder

Is this right, how do we know
If we never been here before?
Is this right, how do we know?
Should we take a chance tonight, take a chance tonight?
Should I be sitting by your side, for the rest of your life?
Is this right, how do we know? How do we know?

All I had to do is paint a picture of you in my mind
And I held on tight
Just one look at you, I know everything's gonna be all right
And so I'm ready this time

Is this right, how do we know?
Should we take a chance tonight, take a chance tonight?
Should I be sitting by your side, for the rest of my life?
Is this right, how do we know? How do we know?
How do we know? How do we know?

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American Psycho - Lyrics - Eminem

Title: American Psycho
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Jeff Bass, Rufus Johnson, Marshall Mathers, Denaun Porter

Lyric:
I'm the devil if ever there was such a thing
The results of much too many drugs what you're seeing
I'm a mind fuck, completely dis-gus-ting
I'm a human mutt, fuck a being
I'm a dog fuck lambs, I'm silencin' 'em all
I'm involved in murders forensic science couldn't solve
Giant set of balls too big to buy a set of drawers
Might as well unzip my fly and let 'em fall to the floor

Each thought's completely warped
I'm like a walkin', talkin', ouija board
Speakin' in tongues, I've never spoke this speech before
H-hem delle la, ennich me noughh mi niche mick norr
Have you ever experienced spirits in lyrics when you hear 'em
'Til you scared to stare in into any mirrors when you near 'em?
Well if so, get ready for some shit yo
"Is this some kind of sick joke?" Shit no, motherfuckin' schitzo

So disturbed, he just goes so berzerk he tiptoes
This verse was his urge to slit throats of just hoes
Just goes to shizzow you dizzon't, fizzuck with
So someone this disturbed, sa sippin' on si zzurp
So lock your doors, drop to the floors
Get your shotguns drawn here comes another "Clockwork Orange"
Look at Bizarre, you really think he's right in his mind?
What the fuck you think's goin' through it when he's writin' his rhyme?

You 'bout to journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
Blood spiller, mentality much iller
Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams
You'll feel his pain and his silent screams
You 'bout to journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
Blood spiller, mentality much iller
Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams
You'll feel his pain and his violent screams

It's Friday night, I'm at a rave again
Pickin' up transvestites on my Harley Davidson
My girlfriend's a crackhead whore
She'll come to your door, suck your dick on the floor
And take your bottles to the store
Have you ever seen a bitch get beat because she won't cheat
Run the street and suck another nigga's meat?
My son's sixteen years old with nowhere to stay

I told him he wasn't mine, slammed the door in his face
And I ain't got no food, my job I've been cheated
My girlfriend had a miscarriage I had to eat it
My dick is burnin', it ain't 'cause of disease
Because I'm jackin' off with gasoline mixed with antifreeze
I'm livin' in Waco Texas, me and my girl, fuck David Koresh
I'm startin' my own world, it's called Bizarre Cemetary, it's scary
Eatin' a virgin's cherry, they're all gonna laugh at you Carey

You 'bout to journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
Blood spiller, mentality much iller
Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams
You'll feel his pain and his silent screams
You 'bout to journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
Blood spiller, mentality much iller
Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams
You'll feel his pain and his violent screams

I was born feet first, smoke forties and drink weed
The Lord rehearsed my birth, I'm the worst breed
A nigga you ever set sight on, my right arm's
Got more power than five a iontons Dragon's python so
"Journey into the mind of a psychopath killer"
Light yo' ass like a liquid nitro gas spiller
Psycho slash Michael Myers, Michael Jack's "Thriller"
Rifle slash knife faggit that's your "Cop Killer"

As a yung'un, I was beat where I was sleeping
Cross dressed just to get thrown in the women's prison
I guess I was just stressed to be a hoodlum
Being pressed 'cause the stress that caused the Ritalin
Pressed stressed and Ritalin' caused the cop's feelings
To be hurt after they seen what I did to those children
I'm vulgaric, you Bo Derek, I throw you face flat off the terrace
So you can have somethin' to stare at

You 'bout to journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
Blood spiller, mentality much iller
Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams
You'll feel his pain and his silent screams
You 'bout to journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
Blood spiller, mentality much iller
Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams
You'll feel his pain and his violent screams

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Shadowed - Lyrics - Evergrey

Title: Shadowed
Artist: Evergrey
Composer(s): Daniel Gustavsson, Tomas Englund, Patrik Carlsson

Lyric:
There is no way to tell his story
Without telling my own
As his story is really a confession
Then so is mine

What will it come to
Where will it end where is
The last stop of this journey among shadows

Will I ever find myself
Where am I being sent
The well of my faith is close to dry, who knows

Have I got the strength
To make a step again
Tired of just giving
And have nothing gained

Silent screams
My fears are real
'Cause I'm scared you see
Of the shadowed me

I'm traveling the footsteps
Of so many more
How come I feel so damn alone

You try to comfort
But you don't really care
'Cause this is my cross to bear

Silent screams
My fears are real
'Cause I'm scared you see
Of the shadowed me

Silent screams
My fears are real
'Cause I'm scared you see
Of the shadowed me

Silent screams
My fears are real
'Cause I'm scared you see
Of the shadowed me

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Walk Like A Warrior - Lyrics - Dead Prez

Title: Walk Like A Warrior
Artist: Dead Prez
Composer(s): Lavonne Alford, Clayton Gavin, Anthony Henderson

Lyric:
Walk like a warrior
Walk like a warrior
Walk like a warrior
Walk like a warrior

I was trained to defend myself for my brain and my mental health
The white man got the wealth he held back
We're living in hell black and niggaz can sell crack
But that ain't gonna change this thing
If you gonna bang, then bang for change
Don't bang for crazy things if not don't bang

If you gonna ball play the game how it should be played
Can you dribble a grenade?
To save your life you payed the price
Mama raised you right now how you ain't gonna fight?
For the white man's laws hell no
For the cause, because we got to get what's ours

Gotta struggle for the motherfucking power
'Cause we're livin' in the last few hours
It's 11:59, I think it's bout time
We get on the grind, and get out the carbine
With freedom of mind we can see what we can find
If you can spot 'em, pop pop pop the Po-9
This is only a rhyme so now don't get scared

Listen to the message in the word
Don't let your sight get blurred, you heard this righteous words
You might prefer it from a car mic
Timeout, I didn't say bug out, ball out, bling out
All you'll sell-outs get the hell out
This year it's RBG so bang on out
Uh, we people army nigga bang on out

Walk like a warrior
Walk like a warrior
Walk like a warrior
Walk like a warrior

Yo, yo, what you know bout heart?
Can't be the weak link in the squad
Gotta look way deep in your heart
Anything in the way gotta go straight through take charge
Can't hide from your flaws when you ride for the cause
'Cause a nigga will pull your card
Keep your guard up 24/7 on the street
Like you're doin' hard time on the yard

What you know about heart?
Can you assemble your heat in the dark
Take it apart, and clean all the parts?
Life is a journey, a course, like learning a martial art
You can't have partial heart
Gotta get your own, if you drop the bone, dog
We all fall it ain't over till the problem solved
Get your back up off the wall

My niggaz is riders, we fighters, we tight as a fist
RBG's up in this bitch, so bang on out
If your khakis is saggin', you reppin' your rag
And you holdin' the magnum
Use it for freedom nigga, bang on out

All my dirtiest dirts, revolutionaries and visionaries
Don't be no scared nigga, bang on out
It's a war goin' on in the streets
We hollerin' fuck the police
Ain't 'bout no peace, nigga, bang on out

Me so you see fifty niggaz in all black fatigues
My regime runnin' down your street
At the end of the block, we got the god damn cops
And they hope we sink, tell me what you see
I see buildings burning, motherfuckers trippin'
For a goddamn purpose, the police is nervous
'Cause we done observed 'em now niggaz is thinking about murder

We ain't talking, no more, and we ain't squashin' shit with Po-Po
And we ain't marchin' in the middle of the goddamn road
'Cause martin got smoked, niggaz ready for war
So get the fuck up, we fixin' to set the city to fire
This time when we ride we burnin' it down, turn this shit 'round
Keep your justice, your peace and keep blessin' the heat
And that there crooked officer
We won't stop blazin' till they coughin' up blood

Wanna slang my baseball cap to the back and get busy, nigga
You say you a soldier, well get over here nigga we under attack
As soon as they done, they get gone
Murder mo come, come, they done, me red rum
Me red rum, they done and when we put 'em in they grave
We toss in a donut, and tell 'em we don't surrender, surrender, no

Walk like a warrior
Walk like a warrior
Walk like a warrior
Walk like a warrior

I ain't talkin' 'bout no hustle
I ain't talkin' 'bout no gangster
I'm hollerin' at them soldiers
Revolutionary culture
Bang on out

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Follow The Leader - Lyrics - Rakim

Title: Follow The Leader
Artist: Rakim
Composer(s): Eric Barrier, William Griffin, Bob James

Lyric:
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow me into a solo
Get in the flow and you can picture like a photo
Music mixed mellow maintains to make
Melodies for M.C.'s motivates the breaks

I'm everlastin', I can go on for days and days
With rhyme displays that engrave deep as X-rays
I can take a phrase that's rarely heard, flip it
Now, it's a daily word

I can get iller than 'nam, a killin' bomb
But no alarm, Rakim will remain calm
Self-esteem make me super, superb and supreme
But for a microphone still I fiend

This was a tape I wasn't supposed to break
I was supposed to wait, but let's motivate
I want to see who can keep followin' and swallowin'
Takin' the makin', bitin' it and borrowin'

Brothers tried and others died to get the formula
But I'ma let ya sweat, you still ain't warm
You a step away from frozen, stiff as if ya posin'
Dig into my brain as the rhyme gets chosen

So follow me and were ya thinkin' you were first?
Let's travel at magnificent speeds around the universe
What could ya say as the earth gets further and further away
Planets are small as balls of clay

Astray into the milky way, world's outasight
Far as the eye can see, not even a satellite
Now, stop and turn around and look
As ya stare in the darkness, ya knowledge is took

So keep starin' soon ya suddenly see a star
You better follow it 'cause it's the R
This is a lesson if ya guessin' and if ya borrowin'
Hurry hurry, step right up and keep followin' the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

This is a lifetime mission, vision of prison
Aight listen
In this journey you're the journal, I'm the journalist
Am I eternal? Or an eternalist?

I'm about to flow long as I can possibly go
Keep ya movin' 'coz the crowd said so
Dance, cuts rip ya pants
Eric B on the blades, bleedin' to death, call the ambulance

Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze
A magnum as a microphone murderin' M.C's
Let's quote a rhyme from a record I wrote
(Follow the leader)
Yeah, dope

'Coz everytime I stop it seems ya stuck
Soon as ya try to step off ya self-destruct
I came to overcome before I'm gone
By showin' and provin' and lettin' knowledge be born

Then after that I'll live forever, you disagree?
You say never? Then follow me
From century to century you'll remember me
In history, not a mystery or a memory

God by nature, mind raised in Asia
Since you was tricked, I have to raise ya
From the cradle to the grave, but remember
You're not a slave

'Coz we was put here to be much more than that
But we couldn't see it because our mind was trapped
But I'm here to break away the chains, take away the pains
Remake the brains, reveal my name

I guess nobody told you a little knowledge is dangerous
It can't be mixed, diluted, it can't be changed or switched
Here's a lesson if ya guessing and borrowing
Hurry hurry, step right up and keep following the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

A furified freestyle, lyrics of fury
My third eye makes me shine like jewelry
You're just a rent-a-rapper, your rhymes are minute-maid
I'll be here when it fade to watch you flip like a renegade

I can't wait to break and eliminate
On every traitor or snake, so stay awake
And follow and follow, because the tempo's a trail
The stage is a cage, the mic is a third rail

I'm Rakim, the fiend of a microphone
I'm not him, so leave my mic alone
Soon as the beat is felt, I'm ready to go
So fasten your seatbelt, 'coz I'm about to flow

No need to speed slow down to let the leader lead
Word to daddy, indeed
The R's a rollin' stone, so I'm rollin'
Directions is told, then the rhymes are stolen

Stop buggin', a brother said, "Dig 'em, I never dug 'em"
He couldn't follow the leader long enough so I drug 'em
Into danger zone, he should arrange his own
Face it, it's basic, erase it, change ya tone

There's one R in the alphabet
It's a one-letter word and it's about to get
More complex from one rhyme to the next
Eric B be easy on the flex

I've been from state to state, followers tailgate
Keep comin' but you came too late, but I'll wait
So back up, regroup, get a grip, come equipped
You're the next contestant, clap ya hands, you won a trip

The price is right, don't make a deal too soon
How many notes could you name this tune?
Follow the leader is the title, theme, task
Now ya know, you don't have to ask

Rap is rhythm and poetry, cuts create sound effects
You might catch up if you follow the records E.Wrecks
Until then keep eatin' and swallowin'
You better take a deep breath and keep followin' the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader

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Follow The Leader - Lyrics - Follow The Leader - Eric B. &Amp; Rakim

Title: Follow The Leader
Album: Follow The Leader
Artist: Eric B. &Amp; Rakim
Composer(s): Eric Barrier, William Griffin, Bob James

Lyric:
Rakim'll say
Rakim'll say
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!
Rakim'll say

Follow me into a solo
Get in the flow and you can picture like a photo
Music mixed mellow maintains to make
Melodies for MC's motivates the breaks
I'm everlastin', I can go on for days and days
With rhyme displays that engrave deep as X rays
I can take a phrase that's rarely heard, flip it
Now it's a daily word
I can get iller than 'Nam a killin' bomb
But no alarm Rakim will remain calm
Self-esteem make me super superb and supreme

But for a microphone still I fiend
This was a tape I wasn't supposed to break
I was supposed to wait, but let's motivate
I want to see who can keep followin' and swallowin'
Takin' the making, bitin' it and borrowin'
Brothers tried and others died to get the formula
But I'ma let ya sweat, you still ain't warm
You a step away from frozen, stiff as if ya posin'
Dig into my brain as the rhyme gets chosen
So follow me and were ya thinkin' you were first?
Let's travel at magnificent speeds around the Universe

What could ya say as the Earth gets further and further away
Planets are small as balls of clay
Astray into the Milky Way, world's outasight
Far as the eye can see, not even a satellite
Now stop and turn around and look
As ya stare in the darkness, ya knowledge is took
So keep starin' soon ya suddenly see a star
You better follow it 'cause it's the R
This is a lesson if ya guessin' and if ya borrowin'
Hurry, hurry, step right up and keep followin'
The Leader

Follow the leader
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Keep Followin'

Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!

This is a lifetime mission, vision of prison
Aight listen
In this journey you're the journal I'm the journalist
Am I Eternal? Or an eternalist?
I'm about to flow long as I can possibly go
Keep ya movin' 'cause the crowd said so
Dance, cuts rip ya pants
Eric B on the blades, bleedin' to death, call the ambulance
Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze
A magnum as a microphone murderin' MC's
Let's quote a rhyme from a record I wrote
(Follow the leader)
Yeah, dope

'Cause everytime I stop it seems ya stuck
Soon as ya try to step off ya self-destruct
I came to overcome before I'm gone
By showin' and provin' and lettin' knowledge be born
Then after that I'll live forever, you disagree?
You say never? Then follow me!
From century to century you'll remember me
In history, not a mystery or a memory
God by nature, mind raised in Asia
Since you was tricked, I have to raise ya
From the cradle to the grave, but remember

You're not a slave
'Cause we was put here to be much more than that
But we couldn't see it because our mind was trapped
But I'm here to break away the chains, take away the pains
Remake the brains, reveal my name
I guess nobody told you a little knowledge is dangerous
It can't be mixed, diluted, it can't be changed or switched
Here's a lesson if ya guessing and borrowing
Hurry, hurry, step right up and keep following
The leader

Follow the leader
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"

A furified freestyle, lyrics of fury
My third eye makes me shine like jewelry
You're just a rent-a-rapper, your rhymes are minute-maid
I'll be here when it fade to watch you flip like a renegade
I can't wait to break and eliminate
On every traitor or snake, so stay awake
And follow and follow, because the tempo's a trail
The stage is a cage, the mic is a third rail
I'm Rakim the Fiend of a Microphone
I'm not HIM, so leave my mic alone
Soon as the beat is felt, I'm ready to go
So fasten your seatbelt 'cause I'm about to flow

No need to speed slow down to let the leader lead
Word to daddy, indeed!
The R's a rollin' stone, so I'm rollin'
Directions is told, then the rhymes are stolen
Stop buggin', a brother said, dig 'em, I never dug 'em
He couldn't follow the leader long enough so I drug 'em
Into danger zone, he should arrange his own
Face it, it's basic, erase it, change ya tone
There's one R in the alphabet
It's a one-letter word and it's about to get
More complex from one rhyme to the next
Eric B be easy on the flex

I've been from state to state, followers tailgate
Keep comin' but you came too late, but I'll wait
So back up, regroup, get a grip, come equipped
You're the next contestant, clap ya hands, you won a trip!
The price is right, don't make a deal too soon
How many notes could you name this tune?
Follow the Leader is the title, theme, task
Now ya know, you don't have to ask
Rap is Rhythm And Poetry, cuts create sound effects
You might catch up if you follow the records E. wrecks
Until then keep eatin' and swallowin'
You better take a deep breath and keep followin'
The leader

Follow the leader
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Keep followin'

Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
The "R!"

Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Peace"

Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Follow the leader

Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!"
Follow the leader!

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