Tow The Line - Lyrics - Nick Drake

Title: Tow The Line
Artist: Nick Drake
Composer(s): Nicholas Rodney Drake

Lyric:
This day is the day that we rise or we fall
This night is night that we win or lose all
This time is the time that we wait for awhile
This year is the year that we wait with a smile

If you call, we will follow
If you show us we can tow the line

And now that you're here you can show me the way
And now that you're here we can try make it pay
And while you were gone it was hard, it was cold
While you were gone we were time, we were old

If you call we will follow
If you show us we can tow the line

If you call we will follow
If you show us we can tow the line

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Sukie In The Graveyard - Lyrics - The Life Pursuit - Belle And Sebastian

Title: Sukie In The Graveyard
Album: The Life Pursuit
Artist: Belle And Sebastian
Composer(s): Richard Colburn, Bob Michael Kildea, Christopher Thoma Geddes, Stephen Thomas Jackson, Stuart Lee Murdoch, Michael Cooke, Sarah Ann Martin

Lyric:
Sukie was the kid, she liked to hangout in the graveyard
She did brass rubbings, she learned, you never had to press hard
When she was finished hanging out she was all alone
She decided that she better check in at home
There was an awful row between her mum and dad
They said, she hadn't done this, she hadn't done that

If she wanted to remain inside the family home
She'd have to tow the line, she'd have to give it a go
It didn't suit Sukie, she took her things and left

Sukie was the kid, she liked to hang out in the art school
She didn't enroll but she wiped the floor with all the arseholes
She took a bijou flat with the fraternity cat
She hid inside the attic of the sculpture building
She had a slut slave and his name was Dave
She said, "Be my photo bitch and I'll make you rich"
He didn't believe her but the boy revered her

He got her meals, he got her a bed
He watched behind the screen and she started to undress
He never got far, just lookin' and playing guitar
Oh [Incomprehensible]

Autumn hanging down
All the trees are draped like chandeliers
Now Sukie saw the beauty
But she wasn't wet behind the ears

She had an A1 body and a face to match
She didn't have money, she didn't have cash
With the winter coming on and the attic cold
She had to press her nose on the refectory wall
They served steamed puddings, she went without
She had to pose for life for all the scholars of art

She didn't feel funny, she didn't feel bad
Peeling away everything she had
She had the grace of an eel, sleek and stark
As the shadows played tricks on the girl in the dark, dark

Sukie was the kid and she liked to hangout in the graveyard
Sukie was the kid and she liked to hangout in the graveyard
Sukie was the kid and she liked to hangout in the graveyard
Sukie was the kid and she liked to hangout in the graveyard

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When You'Re Mine - Lyrics - Emf

Title: When You'Re Mine
Artist: Emf
Composer(s): Zachary Sebastian Foley, James Atkins, Derran Gene Brownson, Mark Simon Decloedt, Ian Alec Harvey Dench

Lyric:
Say to me, I'm feeling fine
I'm on another high ride, lost cause
To save you all from the start of it all
Say to me, you're feeling fine
This time is ours, this time is hype
Talk about it, get on out
Another chance for us all

When will I see you?
I see the hours passing, I see the days flying by
When will you say it? I need your words saying
When will your words tow the line?
And when you're here, don't be here
'Cause all I see are your lips
And when you smile, smile with grace
'Cause it's the last time, I catch this face

When you're mine
When you're mine

When will you do it?
When will your hands touch mine?
When will I feel yours in mine?
Wen will you say it?
When will your words show me?
When will your words tow the line?
And when you're here, don't be here
'Cause all I see are your lips
And when you smile, smile with grace
'Cause it's the last time, I catch this face

When you're mine
Say to me, I'm feeling fine
I'm on another high ride, lost cause
To save you all from the start of it all
When you're mine
Say to me, you're feeling fine
This time is right, this time is ours
Talk about it, get on out
Another chance for us all
When you're mine

And when you smile, smile with grace
'Cause it's the last time, I catch this face
When you're mine
When you're mine

When you're mine
Say to me, I'm feeling fine
I'm on another high ride, lost cause
To save you all from the start of it all
When you're mine
Say to me, you're feeling fine
This time is ours, this time is hype
Talk about it, get on out
Another chance for us all
When you're mine

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Paper Thin Walls - Lyrics - The Moon & Antarctica - Modest Mouse

Title: Paper Thin Walls
Album: The Moon & Antarctica
Artist: Modest Mouse
Composer(s): Eric Judy, Isaac Brock, Jeremiah Green

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Lyric:
These walls are paper thin
And everyone hears every little
Everyone's a voyeurist, they're watching me
Watch them, watch me right now

They're shakin' hands, they're shakin' in their shoes
Oh Lord, don't shake me down
Everyone wants two of them
Since half of everyone else who's around

It's been agreed, the whole world stinks
So no one's taking showers anymore

Laugh hard it's a long ways to the bank
I can't be blamed for nothin' anymore
It's been a long time since you've been around
Laugh hard it's long ways to the bank

Tow the line to tax the time, you know
That you don't owe
I can't be a fool for everyone
That I don't know

These walls are paper thin
And everyone hears every little sound
Everyone is a voyeurist, they're watching me
Watch them, watch me right now

It's been agreed and it's been disagreed
[Incomprehensible]
They're shakin' hands, they're shakin' in their shoes
Oh Lord, don't shake me down
Everyone wants two of them
Since half of everyone else who's around

So no one's taking showers anymore
Laugh hard it's long ways to the bank

Tow the line to tax the time, you know
That you don't owe
I can't be a fool for everyone
That I don't know

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Splash - Lyrics - The Mix Tape - Krs One

Title: Splash
Album: The Mix Tape
Artist: Krs One
Composer(s): Writer Unknown Lawrence Parker

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Lyric:
Word up! It's just a little somethin to tide you over, word up
The "KRStyle" album comin soon, KRS-One all in the room
We gonna bounce these cats this year, word up
Why they do this? Ha yo, yo

I climb up the back of rappers
Reach over they head, and rap backwards at 'em
Excuse me madam, I used to throw these Uzi's at 'em
But I'm a teacher, skills I truly have 'em
These clubs I duly pack 'em
Potential lawyers engineers and doctors, I do attract 'em
Go to your professors and ask 'em
If the songs of the "Edutainment" in college they didn't blast 'em
Yes I'm that ancient one
I set the framework for today's rappers to make they funds
But no you don't know me son
My facial features matches the Sphinx with it's nose redone
You know how many clubs we done rocked?
You know how many guns we done popped?
You know how many funds we done dropped?
You know how many ones we done got?
We been gettin live since the days of Chubb Rock
We know how to survivethese other cats
Be in at nine o'clock then be out at five, uhh
We doin the overtime, on stage I over-rhyme
Makin these whack rappers tow the line
Steppin to me, I know you blindcause your whole flow
Your show, your style, you know it's all mine
The first time you learned to spit
It was either me, Kane, Rakim or Slick Rick

Welcome to the "KRStyle"
This year I had to switch styles and bust off two miss-lies
And that's not all, rappers have the gall
To pray and pray for my downfall but still in all
I have X amount of lyrics to get 'em all
Live at the club I spit 'em all
Rappers backstage lookin sad and pitiful
Cause they know I'm the pinnacle and they mini-mal
I spit the metaphysical, the spiritual
The oracle, the lyrical, the oratorical
Rookie! I'll mop the floor witcho'
I'm the lyrical foundation to all your flows
All your clothes, all your shows and I'm not alone
You wouldn't even know how to hold the mic or the phone
You couldn't even bite on the bone
While we was rockin mics out in Rome
Now you hyped cause you grown?
You know we internationally known, the people love it
But what they learnin bout is on the whole, look above it
But let us get back to what we call hip-hop
Before you whack rappers went pop

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Billy'S Bones - Lyrics - The Singles Collection - Dropkick Murphys

Title: Billy'S Bones
Album: The Singles Collection
Artist: Dropkick Murphys
Composer(s): Shane Macgowan

Lyric:
Billy ran around with the rare old crew
And he knew an Arsenal Tottenham blue
We'd be a darn sight better off if we knew
Where Billy's bones are resting now

Billy saw a copper and he hit him in the knee
He took him down from six foot to five foot three
Hit him fair and square in the do-re-mi
That copper won't be having any family

Hey, Billy son where are you now?
Don't you know, we need you now
Ra ta ta, old kow-tow
Where Billy's bones are resting now?

Billy went away with the peace keeping force
'Cause he liked a bloody good fight of course
Went away in an old khaki van
To the banks of the river Jordan

Billy saw the Arabs and he had 'em on the run
When he got 'em in the range of his sub-machine gun
Had the Israelis in his sights, went a ra ta ta
And they ran like Shiites

Hey, Billy son where are you now?
Don't you know, we need you now
Ra ta ta, old kow-tow
Where Billy's bones are resting now?

Hey, Billy son where are you now?
Don't you know, we need you now
Ra ta ta, old kow-tow
Where Billy's bones are resting now?

One night Billy had a rare old time
Laughing and singing on the Lebanon line
Came back to camp not looking too pretty
Even got to see the Holy city

Now Billy's out there in the desert sun
And his mother cries when the mornin' comes
And there's mothers crying all over the world
For their poor dead darlin' boys and girls

Hey, Billy son where are you now?
Don't you know, we need you now
Ra ta ta, old kow-tow
Where Billy's bones are resting now?

With a ra ta ta and the old kow-tow
Where Billy's bones are resting now?

Married on a Tuesday
Drunk on a Wednesday
Got plugged on a Thursday
Sick on a Friday
Died on a Saturday
Buried on a Sunday

There you go Billy boy

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Dracula - Lyrics - Gorillaz

Title: Dracula
Artist: Gorillaz
Composer(s): Jamie Hewlett, Damon Albarn

Lyric:
(This is good for the blood!)

The percentage of us tow the line
The rest of us out of reach
Everybody party time
Some of us will never sleep again

Dracula
Dracula dracula
Dracula dracula

The percentage of us tow the line
The rest of us out of reach
Everybody party time
Some of us will never sleep again

Dracula
Dracula dracula
Dracula dracula

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Ultimate Satisfaction - Lyrics - Release Therapy - Ludacris

Title: Ultimate Satisfaction
Album: Release Therapy
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Darion T Crawford, Richard Velonskis, Christopher Bridges, Alle Benassi, Benny Benassi, Shawn T Johnson

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Lyric:
Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction
Satisfaction

Yeah, blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
It gives me satisfaction

Can you handle it? 808 bang in the back
With the woofer like boom boom boom boom
With my foot up on the pedal and my hand on my strap
Got the engine like vroom vroom vroom vroom
What's up? You ain't never heard a *** rap like-like this before
I got an addictive flow that'll give you satisfaction

Wanna make you satisfied, even if it kills me
Even if it takes the slower minds, a little bit of time to feel me
Recollect the 15 million I sold or the 30 times I went gold
And if you take 2 puffs of this ***, it'll give you satisfaction

I've sold the most and no one's close, but I'm not meaning to brag
It's different strokes for different folks like Angelina and Brad
Some keep the heat in the stash, put 30 keys in their Jag
And if cops ain't peepin' your tag, you're gonna feel some satisfaction

Pumpin' out albums like Reverend Run is pumpin' out children
Here's another one
So catch me on more 24's than Kiefer Sutherland
I'm bound to be the greatest, I'm determined to win
Until then I can't get no satisfaction

Yeah, blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
It gives me satisfaction

I'm the one that went to the gunfight with a knife and won
Left with his *** and left him dead [Incomprehensible] he tried to run
Just because my verse second, don't mean I am not the one
When I'm done, I'm guaranteed to give you satisfaction

I might not be the best in the world but the best the world's ever seen
I'm all been in Georgia's daughter Conde *** king
And when I'm diggin' deep in the spleen
I'ma make her *** and she scream
Baby, get me *** like a Snickers bar, I give her satisfaction

Yes sir, there ain't not other way, so mother*** what you say
Y'all had this spot, we took you off the top like a toupee
Your coast, we kicked and pushed in this Fiasco like Lupe
Back that *** up like Juve 'cause the South
We givin' them satisfaction

Ever since I signed with Luda and them, my chances of losin' are slim
Y'all talk that smack but copycat and do a movie like him
Yes sir, my Mobb got that goodie, as if my group had a gift
We gonna continue to give them a double dose of satisfaction

Yeah, blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
It gives me satisfaction

Drop the bomb, when I rhyme, it's TNT
That's why my money long as the line at the DMV
When they askin' who was that that was snappin'
I'm that answer dude, you like Snickers with no nuts no satisfaction

I hustle and flow, I done been by my cheese since I was knee high
*** what you need, hit me, I'ma drop off peaches like I'm T.I.
Earvin Johnson, gimme that rock and magic cap of Shawn Jay
*** sold money for satisfaction

I been the ***, they can't *** with, hot but the flow cold
Flip *** by the boatload, O.G. no see, see me
Get tipped off, getcha no dough
Zip-loc full of *** tow big *** on the hip cocked
Try to play the big shots, get popped with the ***
Don't be the reason they mopped in the floor for
Pay me that satisfaction

Fool for a dollar let me get that pop, man, I need this cream
Where my cake? Give me my candles, I got sweet sixteen
Now the kid with the *** flow got DTP on his necklace
Now Luda, tell them what you think about your invest

Yeah, blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
It gives me satisfaction

Yeah, blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
B-b-blow me a shotgun
It gives me satisfaction

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Speed Law - Lyrics - Black On Both Sides - Mos Def

Title: Speed Law
Album: Black On Both Sides
Artist: Mos Def
Composer(s): Dante Beze, Charles Njapa

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Lyric:
Watch it
Relax, pump the brakes
You're speeding money
Watch it
You'll smash your whole shit up
Lights be changing fast on these streets money, slow down
Watch it
Sleeping on the wrong cats

Clear like a megaphone
Pretty nigga heart skipped the metronome
Rocked the trump tower to the terror dome
Poor house to pleasure domes
Soprano, alto, tenor to baritone
Mos Def one of the illest that you ever known

Rock steady baby, you a stepping stone
Smash your foundation into pebbles
My words leave your nerves unsettled
You take it to the next level down
Looking like a circus clown
Cats like you can't even get a pound

Worldwide from the river to lakeside
My stage show stay live
Make the sound man stage dive
I cut fat cats to eight lives
With my eight ball lines
I'm home 'fore I'm done with all nine

Got you shook like a fault line
Come all shine and get tarnished
Brooklyn got your pay roll garnished
They form a huddle
Whisper like they want trouble
I melt the ice grills into rainwater puddles

Make the proud hearted leave on the humble
Black steel in the hour
Assemble my skill form my power
My poems crush bones into powder
You mumble like a coward
I'm Mos Def, you need to speak louder

Super heroes
Get your power, your masks and capes snatched
Brooklyn take what you can't take back
I know a lot of cats hate that
All I can say black
There's a city full of walls
You can post complaints at

All the doubters and believers
Adjust your receivers
I feel it, you can taste it through the speakers
The three six original sketch lyrics so visual
They rent my rhyme books
At your nearest home video

Tell them cats they need to sit back and observe where they at
Brook-nahm Vietnam
The heat is on
Put your joint on cruise
Try to rush you scuff your brake shoes, just cool and relax
Take a breath, take ten paces back
Stay on time like Omegas
Brooklyn patrol like interstates
Take their license and their registration papers

My joint's so passionate
Make you peal out and mash your shit
Get wild cold crash your whip
Front chassis wrecked
But ock you can't be too upset
Tow truck got my tape in the deck

I'm permanent like tattoos and birth marks
Third degree burn marks
Driving on tracks like Dale Earnheart
Stay on the low like the earth spot
Put a big loss on your earn chart
Nice since the nurse signed my birth chart

Seldom seen but often heard
While your jams is barely heard
Just my name is a daily word
From avenues to streets, terraces and park places
Stair wells, jail cells
Penthouse to basements

Arrangement basic
But still fans chase it
Y2K can't delete the true ancient
Apache war drum on the ranges
Skill level dangerous
Arrow head that killed all the cavemen

They cry John Blazing
But step on the pavement
And get violated like a plaintiff
I ain't shit to play with
I give a goddamn what your name is
Delete it and make it so it never get repeated

Believe it
Tell the feds, tell your girl, tell your mother
Conference call you wack
Crew and tell each other
That they just ain't holding me
I'm Mos Def, your hopefully
Mush off or you get bust off like a ovary

Tell them cats they need to ease back and observe where they at
Brook-nahm Vietnam
The heat is on
Put your joint on cruise
In a rush you scuff your brake shoes, just cool and relax
Take a breath, take ten paces back
Brook-nahm Vietnam
The heat is on, no off-ramp or detour
Make these gassed up jokers observe the speed law

Make these gassed up clowns observe the speed law
Make these gassed up clowns observe the speed law
'Cause they speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin'
Speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin'
Speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin', speedin'

Relax
Slow down, you better chill money
Lights be changing fast on these streets dude
Smash your whole shit up
You better cool out money
It ain't like that out here

Look at these cats man
It's funny man
He probably just got that car
About to fuck your whole shit up
Speed laws out here money

Knight riding cats
In control like interstates, state-ahs, state-ahs
State-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs
State-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs
Stay the
Fuck off the road, money

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Where Do We Go From Here - Lyrics - Synkronized - Jamiroquai

Title: Where Do We Go From Here
Album: Synkronized
Artist: Jamiroquai
Composer(s): Sola Akingbola, Simon Katz, Jason Kay, Derrick Mckenzie, Wallis Buchanan, Toby Smith

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Lyric:
That's the way love goes
Well, it change you inside out
And then it flows
To the places unfamiliar, yeah

Let me tell, I'm hot for you
You're so hot for me, so get on, girl
Come on, come on, come on, come on
I'm hot for you, you're hot for me
So get on, I wanna get it on with you

I'm sendin' you a message
I hope you got the sense to read between the lines
You know that on the back it says that
For me you never seem to find the time

Come on, I've waited for your phone calls
But you must be uptown havin' fun
And when you do that thing you do, I get so exited too
But you never think to ask me if I wanna come with you

So honey, where do we go from here?
You know, baby
I've been tryin' to find out
But I'm still some way from knowin'

You know I am, come on
It's not exactly clear, no, no
The love you should be givin' me
Is the love you're rarely showin'

That's the way love goes, that's the way
That's the way it goes for me and you
Come on, let me tell you now

I feel you're pushin' me out
Soon I'm gonna lose my patience, girl
I can't understand what you're about
'Cause there's no communication

Oh, you say you love to love me, love to love me
But you always keep your distance
So honey, strike me off your list
If your love comes with a twist
'Cause I want the part that lingered
On my lips when we first kissed

Say do you love me, if you do
Tell me somethin' and make it true
Do you love me I need to know
Now, baby can't you tell me where we're gonna go?

Where do we go from here
I've been trying to find out
But I'm still some way from knowin'

Hey, it's not exactly clear, no, no
The love you should be givin' me
But the love you're never showin'
Now that's the, that's the way love goes, yeah

And where it's takin' us
Well, we don't know, we don't know
So lets move straight on ahead
And tow in the line between us, girl

I think I'd sooner make this love dead
Than waste all my time on you, yeah
I'm wastin' all my time
I'm gonna learn, learn, learn

That's the way love goes, that's the way
It's gonna hurt me so bad but I won't let it show
I get the feelin' that it's gonna
Tear out my mind till I can no longer breath

I know I'm gonna learn, learn, learn
That's the way love goes

Where do we go from here?
I've been tryin' to find out
But I'm still some way from knowin'

Hey, it's not exactly clear
The love you should be giving me
But the love you're never showin'
Hey, but that's the way love goes, yeah

You know that, that's the way love goes
I'm so hot for you, I'm so hot for you
Honey, I'm so hot for you

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Crazy Days - Lyrics - Watchmen

Title: Crazy Days
Artist: Watchmen
Composer(s): Joey Serlin

Lyric:
The crazy days are crazy days indeed
I'm wondering when I'll come down from this peak, yeah
Wondering about the girl who's in my dreams
Wondering if she'll ever let me be so I can sleep

When you're coming home
When you're coming home
When you're coming home
When you're coming home

The pretty faces they're all gone as soon as you smash the bong
The funny thing is I knew it all along
Holding on and singing we were steady but still drifting
An hour of blindness, that is timeless, bright lights seem to save

The crazy days are crazy days indeed, yeah
I'm using people to fill my every need
Wondering about the girl who's in my dreams
Wondering if I'll ever stop my screams and my crying

When are you coming home?
When are you coming home?
When you're coming home
When are you coming home?

The pretty faces they're all gone as soon as you smash the bong
The funny thing is I knew it all along
Holding on and singing we were steady but still drifting, yeah
Hour of blindness, that is timeless, bright lights seem to save

The crazy days are crazy days I'm freed
The dream girl has been washed out to sea
She blew her mind in the killer tide
Leaving me to tow the line

I think I'm coming home
I think I'm coming home
I [Incomprehensible] coming home
I know I'm coming home, yeah yeah
And are you coming home?

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I Got This - Lyrics - Ali

Title: I Got This
Artist: Ali
Composer(s): Ali Kenyatta Jones, Waiel Yaghnam

Lyric:
I said bring me along, bring me along
Bring me along, Ali is comin', woah hang
Bring me along, bring me along
bring me along, Ali is comin', woah hang

How many mill must we sell before they respect the L
And realize it ain't for us, it's all for Lavell
Pass that so I can educate the uneducated
And stress the fact it's self braided, we finally made it

Went from buyin' pound from Mr. Down Down Baby
Playin' it cool, fan duckin' click, crack, crazy
Gettin' the crack daily, pay me, my tree in life
Was precise to a swisher in the light

Boy get it right before I go left, baseline pay off the ref
Technical fire, you were fuckin' Chillida to death
It's from the studio then right to the block, I writer's block
'Cuz everything I right for the block is right from the block

Pokemon riffle in glock, bumble be socked
Orange juice in my pocket, in case I swallow my rocks
I did my hustle y'all, we a bad motherfucker y'all
'Tic nigga respect that, where the boys at?

Dirty I got this round and round and round
Dirty drop that beat go around and watch this beat go
Round and round and round, dirty let that beat go

Dirty I got this round and round and round
Dirty let that beat go around and watch this beat go
Round and round and round, dirty let that beat go

Now when it comes to rappin' and going platinum, our have
To get it like Osama Bin Laden walkin' the streets of Manhattan
Give me them sheets to say patented and you bitin' these Tims
And fat laces, it won't happen, I'll let you slide with the jersey backwards

I back words, rap verb and if I had more time
I'd show you how to turn that half to a bird
Lead the new, leave the Hannibal hectic off the meter
And you non believers, you're wrong for that like Cita

The black Einstein ruled the war, never a kind line
Catch up like Heinz 'cuz he owns a rhyme
I'm real listed, on the real list I'm listed
Really listen 'cuz this is for those that really listen

Really listenin' for competition, MC's is mixin' like it's
The Source Awards, should knight go in the door
Big 8 for the track rap, javelin, hurdle hops
I write in hotels before shows, trailers and tow toppers

Dirty I got this round and round and round
Dirty drop that beat go around and watch this beat go
Round and round and round, dirty let that beat go

Dirty I got this round and round and round
Dirty let that beat go around and watch this beat go
Round and round and round, dirty let that beat go

I'm still at it, I'll give it to an addict, had it
Still got it, yours need fluffin' this manic
I rhyme graphic, heavily tattered, shots to ram bank
He'll back small 6-9 erratic

In an automatic pumpin' jigga 22-2
Sittin' on 22's but the spiral 22-2
Shot with the Rubes in the desert and that 22-2
This is 139, almost 22-2

Got home the Rams was up 22-2
Interception about Halloway, he wear 22
Minnie on my phone like, "Hook me up with Nelly
Ali, please dawg, I'm 22-2"

I like them classy, 23's with they back out
Classic ESPN say 23 back out
When over, I guess I bring them 23's back out
And that 22-2 with 3 in it's so pimped out

Dirty I got this round and round and round
Dirty drop that beat go around and watch this beat go
Round and round and round, dirty let that beat go

Dirty I got this round and round and round
Dirty let that beat go around and watch this beat go
Round and round and round, dirty let that beat go

Dirty drop that beat, go round and watch this beat go
Dirty let that beat go, dirty drop the beat
Go round and watch this beat go, dirty let the beat go

I said bring me along, bring me along
Bring me along, Ali is comin', woah hang
Bring me along, bring me along
Bring me along, Ali is comin', woah hang

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Out Of Control - Lyrics - Tears For Fears

Title: Out Of Control
Artist: Tears For Fears
Composer(s): Roland Orzabal, Charlton Pettus, Alan Griffiths, Curt Smith

Lyric:
Good bye desperado, if they hadn't sucked out
All the poison from your veins you'd be dead by now
Too late Frida Kahlo, you could have the power of the phoenix
And the flame if you knew just how

Come the hour, come the mantra
Repeat in defeat with the pots and the pans
Walk away, walk on water, they're young
Then they're old, then they don't give a damn

Yeah, but you
You're out of control
Your babies are changing
You're out of control

Sleepless situation, shaken by the clatter
Of the clinking on the bars of your private jail
Twisted ultimatum, searching for a lifeline
Or a band-aid for your sins in the morning mail

Tow the line, floating islands, they're here and they're now
But they're oceans away, tie them down
Baby lions, you'll bleed and you'll plead
And you'll beg them to stay

Yeah, but you
You're out of control
Your babies are changing
You're out of control

Don't be afraid now
Your cover is blown
Don't shed a tear now
Your babies are grown

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Sever - Lyrics - Soundsystem - 311

Title: Sever
Album: Soundsystem
Artist: 311
Composer(s): Nicholas Hexum, Douglas Martinez, Aaron Wills

Lyric:
Just sever that leash and release
Your freedom of speech, you just have to believe
Your deed will be received somehow somewhere
You won't be repaid with a blank stare let me know if you dare

There's no one that could cure you like she does, she does
No one could leave you so alone

Here I goes my vibe is holy
My eyes closed either I'm asleep
Or what I'm thinking' is deep
Eventually I sigh and kick the sheets

Try to peace together why I'm here
Nothing except my own damn eyes and ears
And then it sever so I listen to my heart
Always and ever if it's not good it might get better
If it's not good it might just sever

I tell you money there's other honey
You always show it but you don't know it
Staring at the door thinking about the mess your in
In your couch sinking deep over the girl that's gone

Just sever that leash and release
Your freedom of speech you just have to believe
Your deed will be received somehow somewhere
You won't be repaid with a blank stare let me know if you dare

Now all you think about her drink about her in vain
But all else feels like you're betrayin'

We're walkin' it up face up and shakin' it up
We know of and extended field
This is the deal we're letting and getting the vibes that we want
Open up your heart and proceed to feel

Now your inchin' up to the summit never plummet
Boot your system up
And then bail with the middle finger up
Why you so abrupt baby don't be corrupt

Standing in the club playin' the wall
That they're not her is all, you think and that is true
But what else can you do trying to turn back time
Or just tow the line 'cuz the space you're in, is no place like home

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Inside &Amp; Out - Lyrics - Genesis

Title: Inside &Amp; Out
Artist: Genesis
Composer(s): Phil Collins, Anthony Banks, Steve Hackett, Michael Rutherford

Lyric:
Seems they're letting him out next year
He's behaving himself, I hear
Governor Conway says, "It will be fine
Just as long as he can tow the line"
It's the same old story
But it says here, "Mum you're not to worry"
'Cos some you lose and some you lose

At this party, he was on his own
All he did was say, "He'd take her home"
But it seems they didn't go straight there
'Cos on the porch, she told him, "Put your hand here"
Yes it's that same old story
They told her mum she's not to worry
If what she says is so
We'll never let him go

Never a word could be heard
Not even the sound of a bird
Singing it over again
Telling a different story
Never the same as before
See the summer going out by the door
Now that you've paid for those lies
Get another disguise

It's twenty years now since our kid came free
Oh I remember august '53
But it wasn't quite like they said
With that behind you, you can't plan ahead
Yes it's the same old story
They say you're free, but don't worry
What they said's not so
They'll never let you go

Never a word could be heard
Not even the sound of a bird
Singing it over again
Telling a different story
Never the same as before
See the summer going out by the door
Now that you've paid for those lies
Get another disguise

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B.U.R.M.A. - Lyrics - Dirty Pretty Things

Title: B.U.R.M.A.
Artist: Dirty Pretty Things
Composer(s): Carl Barat, David Jonathan Hammond, Gary Powell, Anthony Rossomondo

Lyric:
I know that you're out there
Born ready, but on the decline
To keep you from my thoughts
When we first broke the line

Do you remember like I remember?
Lost pursuits of excellence
The glory of the crowd

Lives of imperialists
Leave me with aching wrists
So no wonder you frown
When you're two world wars down

So when the dark times come
Well, I will sing you a good time song
I'm pretending that it's ending
But it kills me to act so strong
Just to gaze in your eyes
Makes all the difference to me

Just be ready my angel
Be ready when I call
I've been re reading letters
They were moving warm but bitter
And I cried right through them all

Ooh, ooh
The days go so slow
Ooh, ooh
We'll never get to heaven
With the artillery in tow

So when the dark times come
It might warm your heart to know
That I went to the crossroads
But the devil never showed

They can stick their war
I'm leaving now
Makes all the difference to me

I'm hoping if you know where I am
Send your heart in a telegram
I'm praying that you know where I am

Be upstairs, ready my angel
Be ready when I call
And then my angel I'll be ready too
And I will catch you when you fall

Do you remember like I remember
All the dirty things you said?
Do you remember like I remember
Or was it all in my head?

So when the dark times come
Well, I will song you a good time song
I'm pretending that it's ending
But it kills me to act so strong
To gaze in your eyes
Makes all the difference to me

So, who's got the clap
Who's got the clap
Give yourself a clap now

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Shot Shot - Lyrics - In Our Gun - Gomez

Title: Shot Shot
Album: In Our Gun
Artist: Gomez
Composer(s): Ben Ottewell, Oliver James Peacock, Paul Blackburn, Ian Thomas Ball, Thomas William Gray

Lyric:
Well hey, how's tricks man
Think I seen you before
Blank blank do you
You looked a lot older
You been workin' out
What's wrong with that

Well he came back and
Came marching in
Shot, shot to the
He found a good reason
Do it for the money
What's wrong with that

Control your bad side in to peril
We come down
Hold the line
You're so fine
Dead wrong

So please stop talking
Start puckering up
My ears are blank
It's the special occasions
You do it for the money
Can't go wrong with that

Explode or capsize
Provide my poet
If you're down
Tow the line
You're so fine
Dead wrong

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Deliverance - Lyrics - Deliverance - Corrosion Of Conformity

Title: Deliverance
Album: Deliverance
Artist: Corrosion Of Conformity
Composer(s): P Swisher, M Dean, W Weatherman

Lyric:
Is there no one to deliver you from your ignorance?
Maybe you'll look and see there'll be no deliverance
Turn to vulture parasites who prey on lost souls
Suck the life from hapless fools who give them control

No, no deliverance
Pick your own, your own deliverance
No, no deliverance
Pick your own, your own deliverance

Sad domination by those who say
More than they'll ever know
A ticket to the depths of dogma hollow
It's them you follow

No, no deliverance
Pick your own, your own deliverance

Ir-redemption, pure deception
Won't see what's if or you
Shutter your world and you won't be shut out
The devastating truth

Will you, then I'll ever come
To trial against devastating proof
Denial on trial like a jumbo cap vile
Brother are you through?

No one to deliever you from your ignorance
(No, no deliverance)
Maybe you'll look and see they'll be no deliverance
(No, no deliverance)
Turn to vulture parasites who prey on lost souls
(No, no deliverance)
Suck the life of hapless fools who give them control
(Pick your own, your own deliverance)

Sad domination by those who say
More than they'll ever know
To the depths of dogma hollow
It's them you follow

Bleeding inside breathing with pride
They tow the line
We feed the crime with borrowed time, selected fine
No longer will they know, we amputate the shown

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An Enemy Led The Tempest - Lyrics - Damnation And A Day - Cradle Of Filth

Title: An Enemy Led The Tempest
Album: Damnation And A Day
Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Composer(s): Dani Davey, Adrian Erlandsson, Paul Allender, Robin Eaglestone, Martin F Powell, Gianpiero Piras, D Pybus

Lyric:
As pride precedes a downfall, so he took his place before the firewall
Of dissonant choirs whose faith in one
Was embraced in this wraith whose fate was hung
Between forgiveness and the damage done

An electric scent over drear decay
Lent a violent surge to their serenades
Through white glades as his winged parade
Bent to silhouette and to sharpen dull razors

Within vast skies unversed in starkness
His might grew
And blew light hues to gray
And worse, a third of stars to darkness

Then thunder seethed and wreathed in thickening night
A line was drawn midst wrong and right and across the throats of thieves
As love fell choked, the tempest broke from Heaven's farthest shore
Descending to eclipse all hope, repentance might stay holy war

He would not heel nor fake a bow
Murmur curses to the wind
Enraged, he raved in a Balrog howls
Upon a storm firstborn of sin

Incensed anew, rebellions tore
Like frenzied beasts of prey
Through temple doors
Through east before the midnight masses

And where once bliss reigned so serene
In sweeter glades
Now veins ran openly
Like eyes that shied from kindred ashes

When suddenly there shone a hideous light
And a voice like three inanities soared up in thistled speech
Thou hast bred hate where there dwelt none and for this grave mistake
How thou art falling morning sun

The proud will be abased

He would not heel
Nor fake a bow
Murmur curses to the wind
And lo the wrath of God swept down

Thou art no more an Angel filled with light
But a leech to be abhorred
And thou shalt suffer my burning will
Quoth this raven nevermore

Never fucking more

And with these words like heavy stone cast against that gilded throne
With many legions still in tow, he turned his wings to flee
His eyes a picture of distaste, dawn to tears and in their place
The dawn of time and fates to face, through all eternity

I wept for him a deep red river that ran like blood through scarred ravines
To sluice away the guilt that slithered like a Serpent tongue to Eve
For once as I in Heaven climbed too high for truth to truly see
My sunken mind, drunken and blind, saw the lie that fool was me

Alone and cold, face to the crack
Beyond dark gates with no way back
His crown of gold faded to black
Like a bruise upon the heart that lingers

With thrill-kill
Culture shock wave lengths
Of rope to hang high
Ten commandments by snaked about his upraised fingers

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Honor Thy Father - Lyrics - Train Of Thought - Dream Theater

Title: Honor Thy Father
Album: Train Of Thought
Artist: Dream Theater
Composer(s): Jordan Rudess, Michael Portnoy, John Petrucci, John Myung

Lyric:
We're taught unconditional love
That blood is thicker than water
That a parent's world would revolve
Always around their son or their daughter

You pretended I was your own
And even believed that you loved me
But were always threatened by some
Invisible blood line that only you could see

You took advantage of an outreached hand
And twisted it to meet your every need
Gimme time to re-charge my batteries
I'll see her when she's older and I'll bounce her on my knee

Well listen to me you ungrateful fool
Her comes a dose of reality
You'll go to your grave a sad and lonely man
The door is now closed on your pathetic little plan

On and on and on and on it goes
It's so easy to run away with nothing in tow

How can you ever sleep a wink at night
Pretending that everything is alright
And have the nerve to blame this mess on me

Never in my life have I seen someone
So ignorant to the damage she has done
You're the rotted root in the family tree, yeah

I tried your 4 bill therapy
I tried to make amends
But nothing could lure you out of your selfish shell again

Expecting everyone to bow and kiss your feet
Don't you see respect is not a one way street
Blaming everyone for all that you've done wrong
I'll get my peace of mind when you hear this song

On and on and on and on it goes
And with every passing day true colors show

How can you ever sleep a wink at night
Pretending that everything is alright
And have the balls to blame this mess on me

Never in my life have I seen someone
Oblivious to the damage she has done
You're the rotted root in the family tree, yeah

Watch where you walk
Don't you dare cross the crooked step
Watch the way you talk
Don't cross the crooked step

On and on and on and on it goes
Chauvinistic, heartless, selfish, cold

How can you ever sleep a wink at night
Pretending that everything is alright
And have the balls to blame this shit on me

Never in my life have I seen someone
So fucking blind to the damage she has done
You're the rotted root in the family tree, yeah

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