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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Triplets - Lyrics - Don Cartagena - Fat Joe

Title: Triplets
Album: Don Cartagena
Artist: Fat Joe
Composer(s): Christopher Rios, Joseph Cartagena, Damon Blackmon, R Perez

Lyric:
Since day one, niggaz died at the Don
'Cause I was anon, now Terror Squad is a thousand beyond
Not only strong but we loyal and royally treated
Quadriplegic any squad that wanna squab when I'm heated

Not even God can believe it, the way we regulate
And levitate, heavyweight niggaz like they was featherweight
Every day I do the same thang, it's the paid game
To amputate more body parts than gangrene

Yo, this a man's game, it's a shame how niggaz truly mock me
But who can stop me, from breakin' niggaz off like Fujiyaki?
My crew's probably the only niggaz that really live the lyrics
Niggaz really fear us, they must of heard we really killers

We're Philly Fillers and 40 guzzlers with millimeters
And army cutters, Willie niggaz that laundry dollars
I'm Nostradamus predictin' the future, my position is crucial
With a known friction obsession addiction to shoot ya

Hey yo, I'm better off dead than givin' the feds the satisfaction
Subtractin' my freedom have me missin' in action
A fraction of y'all, raw like colt to the jaw
The rest of y'all, fear war, and couldn't follow out the protocol

Joe the God is like the angel of death, strangle your neck
That's why Don Cartagena's the name your respect
I bring the pain to your chest, that'll make
You question your threshold

Flex like you been forced, still bless you like a chest cold
We destined to explode, that's why I stay on flip mode
Your dick rode me long enough Dunn, now you can let go

Every man in this world has a destiny
Can't no other rapper in this game get the best of me
Unless you just deaf, dumb and blind you know the pedigree
Better get ready because I'm Veddy
And there ain't no gettin' rid of me

Every man in this world has a destiny
Can't no other rapper in this game get the best of me
Unless you just deaf, dumb and blind you know the pedigree
Better get ready because I'm Veddy
And there ain't no gettin' rid of me

Uh, uh, uh, yo
Somebody hold me back, Joey Crack's about to load the gat
And blow this track to the stars like the zodiac
Hold me back this max and better, out for the ass and cheddar
But fast cash don't last forever

I asked the felons, if I don't stay wrapped in leathers
And hats with feathers, I got all the ostriches actin' jealous
Track the trailers in chrome black Cateras
Two hundred inch Mickey Thompson's flown back from Paris

Dat, dats the illest, these body tracks make a rap killings
Others is trying to stack billions out in crack buildings
My destiny was to shine, [unverified] to climb
Especially in time, with the recipe in mind

From the jump start, they ain't have to pump hard in this
I was a part of this, and marvelous stats, it wasn't hard to miss
And yo, I had to burn cats like arsonists and still continue
Whose on my menu? A record deal they couldn't lend you

I had to burn my glock and earn my spot
The time flew by, had to turn my clock
And start with a new resume, not really that bitch named Des'ree
She ain't really my dream, there's a better way, what?

Prospect'll have to collect dough
Dialin' 905 to L A X with somethin' I was tryin' to drive
A life that's trife for what I wore in the fuckin' [unverified]
A thug in pain, I swear to my little cousin's grave

Every man in this world has a destiny
Can't no other rapper in this game get the best of me
Unless you just deaf, dumb and blind you know the pedigree
Better get ready because I'm Veddy
And there ain't no gettin' rid of me

Every man in this world has a destiny
Can't no other rapper in this game get the best of me
Unless you just deaf, dumb and blind you know the pedigree
Better get ready because I'm dead in a minute if you're [unverified]

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Rather Unique - Lyrics - Az

Title: Rather Unique
Artist: Az
Composer(s): Anthony Cruz, Antonio Hardy, Peter Phillips

Lyric:
Rock the house
East New York, East New York
East New York, East New York
East New York, East New York
East New York, East New York
To my nigga AZ to the fullest

We was already loyal to people's minds and mulianis
Now we more fucked up with a mayor named Guliani
You can try to bomb me analyze but can't define me
My mind's divine heavily entwined with Ghandi's

Far from feeble, I leave your nostrils hard to breathe through
'Cause my cerebrals are more of a higher plane than the Hebrews
Well my mic devotion brings out my deepest emotions
Overdosing wannabes posing sending them through convulsions

To hard to follow, you took a bite but couldn't swallow
Your mind's boggled but I'm as deep as Donald Goines novels
My whole persona's kinda laid back like a recliner
And since my mama, I been fucking with marijuana

Wavy-haired, my skin got a money getting glare
Strictly menace wear, making off a Guinness beer
So where it all begins is here destiny and me finally meet
So how can I be weak? I'm rather unique

Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique

Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique

My verbals rip shit brains give birth to thoughts in triplets
Fuck it I'm on some flip shit ready to let my clip spit, dramatical
Vocals release shells like automatics
Do music's magical causing any battle to be tragical

I got styles sick as hell, sicker than sickle cell anemia
Slaughter your circulatory like leukemia
Filled with larceny, who want parts of me?
I'm vicious, mad malicious 'cause it's real on this road to riches

I got this mastered, other rappers'll craft it
Weak and wicked camoflauged as killers how they speak and kick it
Peep this uniqueness nonbelievers I'm leaving speechless
Left to chokers and skunk smoke was coming through the speakers

Surgically nice with any verbal device trife, breathing life into mics
My insight's beyond the twilight so die, fight, no surrender, no retreat
Techniques speak I'm rather unique

I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique

Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique

So it's gonna take more than your astrologist to knowledge this
A physiologist couldn't even figure out the exoticness
Raps demolishing certified the way I style it
My wordplay blaze with the rays of ultra violence

My culture's smiling, getting more in depth with each breath
My biography follows the footsteps of Malcolm X
Money and sex, Gore-Tex Donna Karan and Guess
Finesse, success through the life stress mics I blessed

Puffing trees to get me high as trapeze
Flipping Japanese at ease when I'm stacking G's
So let's discuss, plus degrees
How the rhyme forces the source for thoughts that's lost
So don't cross 'cause it'll cost

The ghetto savior, smooth, the real playa with flavor
Moves be major with unexplainable behavior
The word's on the street so keep your ears to the concrete
Why I'm rather unique

Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique

Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique

Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique
Why I'm rather unique

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Anastasia - Lyrics - Brave Saint Saturn

Title: Anastasia
Artist: Brave Saint Saturn
Composer(s): Dennis Bayne Culp, Keith Hoerig, Reese Roper, Andrew Verdecchio

Lyric:
She's the one who all the boys want
But she's barely breaking stride
When I look and see her standing there
I'm all butterflies inside

Her name means, 'The resurrection'
It's not too far from true
I'm afraid that if I write this song
She might break my heart in two

She hits the mark
The kindled spark
But I'll just drag her down, down

Far away in distant skies
I see starlight in your eyes
Do you think of miracles?
Are they only dreams for fools?

She's the one who haunts my dreams at night
Underneath the bluest moon
She makes hearts skip beats in triplets
The brightest light in any room

She hits the mark
The kindled spark
But I'll just drag her down, down
Down, down, down

When Anastasia smiles
The world is getting lighter
When Anastasia wakes
The lights come on inside her

And stars will light the path for her tonight
Anastasia
And yes, the moon is burning oh so bright
Anastasia

When Anastasia smiles
The world is getting lighter
When Anastasia wakes
The lights come on inside her

And stars will light the path for her tonight
Anastasia
And yes, the moon is burning oh so bright
Anastasia

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Monday, August 9, 2010

Red Hot Riplets - Lyrics - Murphy Lee

Title: Red Hot Riplets
Artist: Murphy Lee
Composer(s): Tohri Murphy Lee Harper, Jason Epperson

Lyric:
[Incomprehensible]
Got shit 'coz I dare too much
Gimme, gimme, got shit 'coz I dare too much
Gimme, gimme, got shit 'coz I dare too much
Gimme, gimme

Uh, uh, uh, uh
I'm automatical, infatical, radical even
I wanna clear all the misconceptions and shit ya believe in
I'm leavin' nothin' to the imagination
I won't stop on my emanicipation, proclamation
Through the radio stations

Facin' me, ain't that hard but it ain't that easy
Like I don't know when to play hard and when to play easy
Believe me, George and Weezy couldn't move up this fast
I'm lappin' everybody can't tell if I'm first or last

It won't hurt ya ass, but it might hurt yo ass
To come trippin', find dirty got the perfect stash
The perfect gat, left in ya ass thought I would run
Laughin' at them niggaz who thought derrty was done

I'm a son of a G, I'm not a son of bitch
I'm makin' sure that my son and my sons gon' be rich
Daughters and my daughters in no particular order
I leave 'em layin' up out the water wit straps to protect they ball up
'Coz I call it

I need some Kool-Aid, whaa?
Wit my red hot riplets
Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em what mean man
You all that and a bag of chips
And I just wanna know if me and you can dip
That's all

I need some Kool-Aid, whaa?
Wit my red hot riplets
Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em what mean man
You all that and a bag of chips
And I just wanna know if me and you can dip
That's all

Baby girl, you sweeter than Kool-Aid, the red flavor
"Ooh that's my favorite", yeah I know my game is major
She gave me her card, she said I can page her
I was gon' wait a couple of days but I did her a favor

Call her now, invite myself awake the neighbors
Beatin' loud, swoopin' like a caped crusader
Without the cape, without the tights
Her baby daddy was the type to have a truck like mine
No beach rims, no door pipes

Of course that, I love her apple bottom short set
She got upset, I said she couldn't fire up a cigarette
Small brat, ain't used to cats wit short stacks
If you ask me for summin', drop her off where the porch at

I'm on a mission, turn the keys in the ignition
Beat steady, beatin' Tweeter steady whistlin'
She's seen my glisten, started to trip
Murph, she's all that and a bag of chips

I need some Kool-Aid, whaa?
Wit my red hot riplets
Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em what mean man
You all that and a bag of chips
And I just wanna know if me and you can dip
That's all

I need some Kool-Aid, whaa?
Wit my red hot riplets
Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em what mean man
You all that and a bag of chips
And I just wanna know if me and you can dip
That's all

Look, I want some mushu whether I'm in Cali or Cancun
No goin' out, I like to stay in my damn room, damn
She got a donkey-o, this must be a damn zoo, ooh
Look at the monkey yo, she must be a baboon!

Please don't feed me mama, I'm like an animal
Especially after 12, can you handle my stamina?
You won't believe the things I say when you walk by
My game cool but when it's on but it's hot when I talk high

Now ought I take you home but am I wrong
I'm a kid ma, you know I don't wanna be Home Alone
Plus I felt summin' therre when we was dancin' on that song
I like togetherness, can we all get along?

Can we all, get in my car and talk about it in the morn'
And make decisions when wake up and yawn
Come on, you can tell me if you like it or not
'Coz I'ma have my Kool-Aid and my riplets red hot

I need some Kool-Aid, whaa?
Wit my red hot riplets
Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em what mean man
You all that and a bag of chips
And I just wanna know if me and you can dip
That's all

I need some Kool-Aid, whaa?
Wit my red hot riplets
Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em what mean man
You all that and a bag of chips
And I just wanna know if me and you can dip
That's all

Yo, yo, them muthafuckas just too damn hot
Nigga like the pie in the window
Cross the gun line and even get shot to find the indo
Eatin' red hot, riplets promotin' passin' out snippets
Seen you walkin' wit the triplets, I'm clubbin' lookin' terrific

I need some Kool-Aid, shit I got to get it wit it
Put my spoon up in ya pitcher see if it fit up in it
And smoke for a second, and told her I'll wreck it
Told her groupie connection, got in the room and told her get naked

Told the Lunatics, told her how I reflect it
Lemme show you from the Show-Me, no talk fo sho respect it
And ya red hot butt and now ya say ya hearin' not
It's the rap Fred Flintstone, I makin' the Bed Rock

I give it to ya never failin' ya, handlin' business I'm tellin' ya
You ever need me again I'ma be through in on my celluar
And I'ma store y'all never on the red hot riplets and Kool-Aid
I need my money nigga

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Monifah'S Anthem/Bad Girl Ii - Lyrics - Monifah

Title: Monifah'S Anthem/Bad Girl Ii
Artist: Monifah
Composer(s): Joe Esposito, Edmund Hokenson, Randy Muller, Donna A Summer, Mary Brown, Monifah Bruce Sudano, Vincent Herbert, Lynise Walters, Robert Fusari

Lyric:
Bitch, check this
Ah, all the bad girls everywhere
Yeah, I want y'all to rock it
Get up on that floor, shake that ass
Show 'em how bad you are

Drop dead in my Gucci threads
Hair real wild with the brightest smile
I'm feeling hot, I'm ready to get loud
And in your mind I leave you with no doubt
That I'm a

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
Come on, uh huh yeah, that's me
Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
Come on, bad, bad, bad, bad girl
Check this

But ain't no doubt on how I get down
You'll always know when I'm in your town
I jet set from east to west
And when I groove, just give me my room
I'm a

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
Uh huh yeah, that's me, bitch check this
Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
Uh huh yeah, that's me
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl

Mo' none of the hoes can stop our flow
We've been doing this since '84
Iron Maiden, don't let the hype get it twisted
I'm bad to the bone, bitch check this

What you gettin' now, we've don't seen in triplets
Before record deals, we were still chicken
And we's the kind of chicks that they love to hate
Playin' both sides of the game and still hold weight

Bad girls take yours in your own state
Bad girls break rules of taboo in the worst way
But when it's said and done, we still get the pay
Without videos or a little bit of fame

Bad girls never depend on the next nigga's change
His dough is only here just to add to our cake
Follow that rule and ya'll gon' to be okay
We learned from the baddest, remember our names
Uh, what's my motherfuckin' name?

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
Uh huh yeah, that's me, bitch check this
Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
I know, uh huh yeah, that's me
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
Uh huh yeah, that's me, bitch check this
Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
Boy, you know, yeah, that's me
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
Uh huh yeah, that's me
Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
Yeah oh, that's me
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
Uh huh yeah, that's me, bitch check this
Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
Yeah yeah oh, that's me
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Monifah'S Anthem/Bad Girl - Lyrics - Monifah

Title: Monifah'S Anthem/Bad Girl
Artist: Monifah
Composer(s): Joe Esposito, Edmund Hokenson, Randy Muller, Donna A Summer, Mary Brown, Monifah Bruce Sudano, Vincent Herbert, Lynise Walters, Robert Fusari

Lyric:
Bitch, check this

All the bad girls everywhere, yeah
I want y'all to rock it
Get up on that floor, shake that ass
Show 'em how bad you are

Drop dead in my Gucci threads
Hair real wild with the brightest smile
Feeling hot, I'm ready to get loud
And in your mind I leave you with no doubt

That I'm a bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
(C'mon, yeah that's me)

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
(C'mon)
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl
Bitch, check this

But ain't no doubt on how I get down
You'll always know when I'm in your town
I jet set from east to west
And when I groove just give me my room

I'm a bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
(Yeah that's me)
Bitch, check this

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
(Yeah that's me)
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl

Mo' none of the hoes can stop our flow
We've been doing this since ?84
Iron Maiden, don't let the hype get it twisted
I'm bad to the bone, bitch, check this

What you gettin' now, we've don' seen in triplets
Before record deals, we were still chicken
And we's the kind of chicks that they love to hate
Playin' both sides of the game and still hold weight

Bad girls, take yours in your own state
Bad girls break rules of taboo in the worst way
But when it's said and done, we still get the pay
Without videos or a little bit of fame

Bad girls never depend on the next nigga's change
His dough is only here just to add to our cake
Follow that rule and y'all gon' to be okay
We learned from the baddest, remember our names
What's my motherfuckin' name?

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
(Yeah that's me)
Bitch, check this

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
(I know, yeah that's me)
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
(Yeah that's me)
Bitch, check this

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
(Boy, I know, yeah that's me)
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
(Yeah that's me)

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
(Yeah, oh that's me)
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
(Yeah that's me)
Bitch, check this

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
(Yeah, yeah, oh that's me)
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl

Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
Bad girl, bad girl
You're such a little bad girl
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl

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