Until You Break - Lyrics - Blue Sky On Mars - Matthew Sweet

Title: Until You Break
Album: Blue Sky On Mars
Artist: Matthew Sweet
Composer(s): Matthew Sweet

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Lyric:
Hanging on to your pride
Trying not to decide
Who could take you

Do you hold it inside
Let it fall by the way
I'll feel the way you feel
And tell you after

But how long will it take
How long until you break
To talk you into space
How long until you break

Put an end to your day
Turn the light out and say
That first I'll get to know
And love you after

Just how long will it take
How long until you break
To talk you into space
How long until you break

I'll feel the way you feel
And love you after

Just how long will it take
How long until you break
To talk you into space
How long until you break

Just how long will it take
How long until you break
To talk you into space
How long until you break

'Til you break
'Til you break
'Til you break
...

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Break Ya Neck - Lyrics - Genesis - Busta Rhymes

Title: Break Ya Neck
Album: Genesis
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Mike Elizondo, John Frusciante, Michael Balzary, Chad Smith, Trevor Smith, Scott Storch, Andre Young, Anthony Kiedis

Lyric:
Yea, check it out, see
The only thing you need to do right here is
Is nod your fuckin' head, yeah, yeah
Break ya fuckin' neck, bitches
Yeah, yeah, here we go now

Where we goin' now? Where we goin' now?
Give it away, give it away, give it away, now
Give it away, give it away, give it away, now
Just give it away, nigga, yeah, here we go, now

Tell me wat'chu really wanna do?
(Come here, ma)
Talk to a nigga, talk with me
You look like you could really give it to a nigga
From the way you talk and the way ya try to walk for me

The way you really try to put it on a God
Doin' it like ya never did before for me
The way you break yo' back and I break yo' neck
And the way you try to put it on the floor for me
(Come on)
Come on
(Come on)
Oh yeah

Tell me where my niggas is at?
(Okay)
Lemme address y'all niggas one time
While I lock that down and I hit'cha wit that
(Wit what?)
That bomb shit, y'all niggas gone all day
Be the nigga in the drop

Y'all niggas know every time I come through
This motherfucker, where we always takin' the ride
(So, let me blow this bitch)
Y'all niggas know when we come, we be makin' it flop
The way we makin' it hot'll make a nigga wanna stop

Get money then cash that check for me
All my niggas just bust yo' tech for me
Everybody from every hood bang yo' head
'Til you break your motherfuckin' head for me

Just let me give you real street shit
To ride in yo' shit with recline yo' seat
Rewind this heat, keep bouncin' up
And down these streets

So nod yo' head and
Break yo' neck, nigga
Break yo' neck, nigga
Break yo' neck, nigga

Bang yo' head until you start to
Break yo' neck, nigga
Break yo' neck, nigga
Break yo' neck, nigga
Break yo' neck

Come along, now
(Let's put it down, nigga)
When I bounce back and you know I done caught my breath
Y'all niggas all know how we do
When the way we bang niggas in the head
And we do it to death

(Reach for dem back woods)
That fire boy, you know we bakin' an ounce
I know you love the way we be givin' you the music
Makin' you bounce
Now, fuck it up just a little for my niggas

Every time we come through
Niggas know that we did it for y'all
And the way we do it for the people
Niggas know we always give it to y'all

I said bounce
(Come on)
In the day time or the night, when ya creepin' along
Well, just bang this shit up in the truck
While you break yo' neck
Now, motherfucker try to figure my flow

See the way we come right through
(When we come right through!)
We be always blowin' the spot, again and again
And make a nigga really wanna stop

Better tell yo' crew, yo' peeps
All my niggas better put they troops on
And gather up your soldiers, nigga
You know you better keep yo' boots on

All my niggas in the place
Wave your hands high now and the way we put it down
Make a nigga wonder what he really gonna try now
What'cha really wanna do?

Just place your bet and put'cha money
Where ya mouth is
All my niggas in the street
Just break yo' neck and keep on bouncin'

Just let me give you real street shit
To ride in yo' shit with recline yo' seat
Rewind this heat, keep bouncin' up
And down these streets

So nod yo' head and
Break yo' neck, nigga
Break yo' neck, nigga
Break yo' neck, nigga

Bang yo' head until you start to
Break yo' neck, nigga
Break yo' neck, nigga
Break yo' neck, nigga
Break yo' neck

Here we go and you know every time
Busta-Bus be holdin' the fort
My nigga, watch how we shuttin' it down
The way we put it on, comin' through like a steamroller

Me and Dre, nigga, ain't no fuckin' around
My nigga, yeah whattup?
(What?)
Me and my team got a link
'Cuz you know we stay choppin' it up
And when get up in the club

Or how my niggas at the bar how we lockin' it up
And we get a little and we get a little
(High, drunk)
And we get a little
(Crunk, come on)

Lemme give y'all niggas some shit
That'll make you wanna bang this out yo' trunk
(Come on)
Get money then cash that check for me
All my niggas just bust yo' tech for me
Everybody from every hood, bang yo' head
'Til you break yo' motherfuckin' neck for me

Just let me give you real street shit
To ride in yo' shit with recline yo' seat
Rewind this heat, keep bouncin' up
And down these streets

So nod yo' head and
Break yo' neck, nigga
Break yo' neck, nigga
Break yo' neck, nigga

Bang yo' head until you start to
Break yo' neck, nigga
Break yo' neck, nigga
Break yo' neck, nigga
Break yo' neck

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You Won'T Be Satisfied - Lyrics - Ella Fitzgerald

Title: You Won'T Be Satisfied
Artist: Ella Fitzgerald
Composer(s): Freddy James, Larry Stock

Lyric:
Oh, you won't be satisfied until you break my heart
You're never satisfied until the teardrops start
I tried to shower you with love and kisses
But all I ever get from you is naggin' and braggin'
My poor heart is saggin'

The way you toss my heart around's a cryin' shame
I'll bet you wouldn't like it if I did the same
You're only happy tearin' all my dreams apart
Oh, you won't be satisfied until you break my heart

No, you won't be satisfied until you break my heart
You're never satisfied until the teardrops start
I tried to shower you with love and kisses, baby
All I ever get from you is naggin' and braggin'
My poor heart is saggin'

The way you toss my heart around's, is a cryin' shame
I'll bet you wouldn't like it if I did the same
You're only happy tearin' all my dreams apart
Babe, you won't be satisfied until you break my heart

The way you toss my heart around's a cryin' shame
(Oh, yes)
I'll bet you wouldn't like it if I did the same
You only tearing all my little dreams apart
Oh, you won't be satisfied until you break my heart

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Run Tha Streetz - Lyrics - All Eyez On Me - 2pac

Title: Run Tha Streetz
Album: All Eyez On Me
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Johnny Lee Jackson, Aaron Robin Hall Iii, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Timothy William Gatling, Gene Griffin, Mutah W. Beale, Teddy Riley

Lyric:
You can run the streetz with your thugs
I'll be waitin' for you
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'

You can run the streetz with your thugs
I'll be waitin' for you
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'

Now peep it
Here go tha secret on how to keep a playa
Some love makin' and home cookin'
I'll see ya later

It don't take alot
To keep a nigga hard
Must be a lady in tha light
But real freaky in tha dark

Plus I got some enemies, baby
Hold my pistol
And wrap your arms around a nigga
Everytime I kiss you

Can you visualize the picture?
Me and you in extasy
Don't be upset, it's good sex
When you next to me

Do you wanna test me?
Put your tired head on my chest
A thug niggas in tha house
Now you can rest

I betcha never screamed a niggas whole name out
And felt tha pleasure and tha pain
About to fuck tha very taste out your mouth
If you call me when you need me

1-800-skypage when you wanna see me
'Cause I can be your man and baby you can be my lady
But you gotta give a nigga space
Or you'll drive me crazy, run the streetz

You can run the streetz with your thugs
I'll be waitin' for you
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'

You can run the streetz with your thugs
I'll be waitin' for you
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'

Now me and you was cool
But I ain't tha one to play tha fool
Can't make no money in bed
So ain't no future fuckin' you

I ain't tha bitch ta love ya
Can't do a damn thang for you
If you ain't about money
9 times outta ten

I'll ignore you, it's a man's World
But real women make tha shit go around
Disrespect and I clown
Tha type of bitch to throw down

Throw up tha block
'Cause nothin' stops my chips
I boss playa with this
Then twist you lame tricks

Holla if ya understand my plan ladies
Fuck havin' babies by them
Shady ass niggas
Swearin', he can save me

My stratagies official
Checkin' ya pockets while I tounge kiss ya
Soft as tissue
So my next issue is, "How to diss you?"

They call me storm
From tha day I was born
I been known to break tha coldest muthafucker
Till' his hearts warm

I ain't never been tha type to wait at home alone
Just 'cause we bone
Don't mean you own me
Nigga, I'm grown

You can run the streetz with your thugs
I'll be waitin' for you
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'

You can run the streetz with your thugs
I'll be waitin' for you
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'

I'd rather run the streetz
To make some mail
And put tha game down tight
For these gamin' bitches could get it right

It might be a plan that I'm choosen
Don't get in confusion
Because I'm known for showin' examples
How I do it

Thinkin' I'm new to this because I'm younger
Where I'll only leave you
Suspecious and to wonder
And at tha end I make a come up

Nigga, was raiseed up
Off of M.O.B.
Fightin' over somethin'
That's tellen me don't run the streetz

So tell me am I wrong?
For tryin' to communicate through a song
I'm up early in tha mornin'
By sunrise I'll be gone

All my homies is waitin' for me
Plotin' on plans that we made
And all tha fun that it's gonna be
So meet me at 3' and don't be late nigga

We hagin' out all night while drinkin' straight liquor
I heard it's popin' at a club
But they say I can't get in
'Cause I'm dressed like a thug until I die

I'll be game related
Got me strivin' for a million
Stayin' motivated
Now that we made it

It's a battle
Just for tha big money
I'm livin' wild no smiles
'Cause ain't a thing funny

I came up hungry just a little nigga
Tryin' to make it
I only got one chance
So I gotta take it

Ya never know when it's all gonna happen
Tha rappen or tha drugs
But until then give me love
And let me run the streetz

You can run the streetz with your thugs
I'll be waitin' for you
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'

You can run the streetz with your thugs
I'll be waitin' for you
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'

You can run the streetz with your thugs
I'll be waitin' for you
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'

You can run the streetz with your thugs
I'll be waitin' for you
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'

You can run the streetz with your thugs
I'll be waitin' for you
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'

You can run the streetz with your thugs
I'll be waitin' for you
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'

You can run the streetz with your thugs
I'll be waitin' for you
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'

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Let'S Do This Now - Lyrics - Take A Look In The Mirror - Korn

Title: Let'S Do This Now
Album: Take A Look In The Mirror
Artist: Korn
Composer(s): Brian Welch, Jonathan Davis, David Silveria, Reginald Arvizu, James Shaffer

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Lyric:
Run away nowhere
Two chicken chicks, two things
I'm gonna go there
The fear I cannot taste
You think you got me
(You laugh)
You're gonna tumble down
(You laugh)
Keep coming for me
(I'm done)
I'll drop you on the ground
I fuck with no one
Until you get in my face

Break you down
Mercy, I cannot allow
Through your face my fist will plow
Watching as your blood rolls down
Let's do this now

Break you down
Mercy, I cannot allow
Through your face my fist will plow
Watching as your blood rolls down
Let's do this now

You're gonna feel how
(Alright)
I really am with you
(You're right)
You're goin' no where
(Must stop)
Don't really know what to do
(You're right)
It's gonna go on
(Fuck off)
Until you run away
(Away)
You can't control me
(You won)
You best do it my way
I fuck with no one
Until you get in my face

Break you down
Mercy, I cannot allow
Through your face my fist will plow
Watching as your blood rolls down
Let's do this now

Break you down
Mercy, I cannot allow
Through your face my fist will plow
Watching as your blood rolls down
Let's do this now

Don't you know that you can punch me?
Don't you know that you can bring me down?
Oh, my life would be so easy now
If you hadn't stepped across that line, line

Break you down
Mercy, I cannot allow
Through your face my fist will plow
Watching as your blood rolls down
Let's do this now

Break you down
Mercy, I cannot allow
Through your face my fist will plow
Watching as your blood rolls down
Let's do this now

Break you down
Mercy, I cannot allow
Through your face my fist will plow
Watching as your blood rolls down
Let's do this now

Break you down
Mercy, I cannot allow
Through your face my fist will plow
Watching as your blood rolls down
Let's do this now

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Crash Da Club - Lyrics - Lil Wyte

Title: Crash Da Club
Artist: Lil Wyte
Composer(s): Paul Beauregard, Jordan Houston, Patrick Earl Lanshaw

Lyric:
Ah yeah, Hypnotize Minds, wassup Lil' Wyte, featuring Juvenile
Crash the mothafuckin' club, the remix
And it's goin' down for you hoes like this
Multiple Memphis scares, outlining your insides wit' bars
Grippin' your nina hard, bitch my blood inhaled by heart

When the fuck you gon' start recognize that life is a game
And it's always the same them dice you rolling ain't 'bouta change
I'm snatchin' your chain, reimbursing you with some pain
It's all over mane, in which direction he makes a zane?

I ain't 'bout that fame, I'm 'bout the cheese and this 'bouta bring
So fuck your hoe name, with you my faith was lacking some things
I'm starting all over with composition sticky like doja
And I thought I told ya when I come through I'm crushing like boulders

I'm hard ta top, shoot at plenty I bet it's gon' knock it, whatever I drop
But even your beef can't touch what I got
You wildin' or not, if is so bring all your beef ta the spot
Hope you got your glock, I'm strapped with no hesitant ta pop
So back your words up and keep on choking out on that cock
You like it or not, it's everlasting, ain't 'bouta stop

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

Aiyo, smoke something, choke something, get real nice
We ain't gon', fall on our face but we gon' be right
Look, police ain't around when I do my dirt
Becuz I map it all loud and then I put in work

You with them freaks, I be in the streets
Y'all be wearing them Bee's, I be wearing Ree's
Running wit' my g's from the U T P
This is where I'm gonna be until I D I E

Wodie, it's goin' down from the Easy Bay ta the West Bay
Where niggaz drank VSOP until they breath stank
Bitch gatta say something, err' time
They never handle they business but staying in line

Seeking you will find, the loaded up 9
Wanted at 'cha 'cuz it of fa' stealin' my mind
Juvenile and Three-6 thats a one of a kind
Tooken up yo golds, nigga, get ready ta blind

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

I'm 'Bouta crash da club, break the law
Throw some chairs, crack your jaw
If it's killing season, ain't no reason, ain't no need ta stale
I'm the one put here ta absorb all this energy and pain
Non stop pop from the top of the clip in ya glock
I still don't feel you, mane

'Cause of that, ground the coke and now I'm puffin' a pound of dro
When I'm on that level and wit' my killaz you will be found on the flo'
I must confess, I ain't 'bout shit but if you think ta cross me, bitch
You'll end up stanky, walk the planky and empty out your pockets, bitch

Break da law, break your leg, crash da club and crack your neck
Wit' these issues that I'm facing daily I should tote a tec
Get respect that's no option, all the haters filled with toxin'
Walk right through the center of the crowd and pistols get ta flossin'

Causing problem, dodging bullets, soon as I corrupt the scene
Leaving damage, making havoc reaction fuckin' with me
Chair to your bizack go through my head when you ignite the flame
Lead to your bizack of your hizead before it hit your brain

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

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Crash Da Club [Remix] - Lyrics - Doubt Me Now - Lil Wyte

Title: Crash Da Club [Remix]
Album: Doubt Me Now
Artist: Lil Wyte
Composer(s): Paul Beauregard, Jordan Houston, Patrick Earl Lanshaw

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Lyric:
Ah yeah, Hypnotize Minds, wassup Lil' Wyte, featuring Juvenile
Crash the mothafuckin' club, the remix
And it's goin' down for you hoes like this
Multiple Memphis scares, outlining your insides wit' bars
Grippin' your nina hard, bitch my blood inhaled by heart

When the fuck you gon' start recognize that life is a game
And it's always the same them dice you rolling ain't 'bouta change
I'm snatchin' your chain, reimbursing you with some pain
It's all over mane, in which direction he makes a zane?

I ain't 'bout that fame, I'm 'bout the cheese and this 'bouta bring
So fuck your hoe name, with you my faith was lacking some things
I'm starting all over with composition sticky like doja
And I thought I told ya when I come through I'm crushing like boulders

I'm hard ta top, shoot at plenty I bet it's gon' knock it, whatever I drop
But even your beef can't touch what I got
You wildin' or not, if is so bring all your beef ta the spot
Hope you got your glock, I'm strapped with no hesitant ta pop
So back your words up and keep on choking out on that cock
You like it or not, it's everlasting, ain't 'bouta stop

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

Aiyo, smoke something, choke something, get real nice
We ain't gon', fall on our face but we gon' be right
Look, police ain't around when I do my dirt
Becuz I map it all loud and then I put in work

You with them freaks, I be in the streets
Y'all be wearing them Bee's, I be wearing Ree's
Running wit' my g's from the U T P
This is where I'm gonna be until I D I E

Wodie, it's goin' down from the Easy Bay ta the West Bay
Where niggaz drank VSOP until they breath stank
Bitch gatta say something, err' time
They never handle they business but staying in line

Seeking you will find, the loaded up 9
Wanted at 'cha 'cuz it of fa' stealin' my mind
Juvenile and Three-6 thats a one of a kind
Tooken up yo golds, nigga, get ready ta blind

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

I'm 'Bouta crash da club, break the law
Throw some chairs, crack your jaw
If it's killing season, ain't no reason, ain't no need ta stale
I'm the one put here ta absorb all this energy and pain
Non stop pop from the top of the clip in ya glock
I still don't feel you, mane

'Cause of that, ground the coke and now I'm puffin' a pound of dro
When I'm on that level and wit' my killaz you will be found on the flo'
I must confess, I ain't 'bout shit but if you think ta cross me, bitch
You'll end up stanky, walk the planky and empty out your pockets, bitch

Break da law, break your leg, crash da club and crack your neck
Wit' these issues that I'm facing daily I should tote a tec
Get respect that's no option, all the haters filled with toxin'
Walk right through the center of the crowd and pistols get ta flossin'

Causing problem, dodging bullets, soon as I corrupt the scene
Leaving damage, making havoc reaction fuckin' with me
Chair to your bizack go through my head when you ignite the flame
Lead to your bizack of your hizead before it hit your brain

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something
We 'bouta crash da club, throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break, break something

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Rebel King - Lyrics - Julian Lennon

Title: Rebel King
Artist: Julian Lennon
Composer(s): Bob Ezrin, Julian Lennon, A Moore

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Lyric:
Hate city rivals first pulse and then freakola
Dreaming of redemption, no end
To the living edit, the sound of amputation
Or the centrifugal pull of an endless bend

Until you shoot, shoot that rebel king down

There's a shimmering dog, sayin' danger what's at work here
The in growing twitch of faceless laughter
A cause without end to serve forever
The missionary madness of the sacrificial lamb

Until you shoot, shoot that rebel king down
Not until you shoot, shoot that rebel king down
Until you shoot, shoot that rebel king down
Not until you shoot, shoot that rebel king

On the hero's tomb is written
Not what he was but what he should've been
And nothing you can do will change the circumstances
Just a mild infuriation with statistics of sin

Until you shoot, shoot that rebel king down
Not until you shoot, shoot that rebel king down
Until you shoot, shoot that rebel king down
Not until you shoot, shoot that rebel king down

Circular lie in a calibrated order
Weathering time with salt an' water
Tears that you cry are your endeavor
To break into the madness of imaginary lines

Until you shoot, shoot that rebel king down
Not until you shoot, shoot that rebel king down
Until you shoot, shoot that rebel king down
Not until you shoot, shoot that rebel king down
Until you shoot, shoot that rebel king down
Not until you shoot, shoot that rebel king down

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Conquered - Lyrics - A Wonderful Life - Lara Fabian

Title: Conquered
Album: A Wonderful Life
Artist: Lara Fabian
Composer(s): Eliot John Kennedy, Rick Allison, Gary Barlow

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Lyric:
Tell me, tell me how you knew about my heart
You see, see the things that no one else could see
I thought, I was doing fine until you turned my life around
With everything you'd found, deep inside I thought that I had died

(You made me believe)
When I thought that love was gone, all gone
(You made me believe)
And you proved that love was strong, so strong

(You made me believe)
'Cause you touched inside of me
Something I would never have believed
Until, until you conquered me

You say, you can see our future in my eyes
You say, you can break the chain that always ties me down
Teach me how to fly again, you make my life complete
The love you give to me, deep inside I know this is right

'Cause you made me believe
When I thought that love was gone, all gone
(You made me believe)
And you proved that love was strong, so strong

(You made me believe)
'Cause you touched inside of me
Something I would never have believed
Until, until you conquered me

I was lost, I thought I would always be alone
I thought I could make it on my own
But you changed my life
Now everything I thought my life would be
Changed the day you conquered me
(Believe, you made me believe)

(You made me believe)
When I thought that love was gone, all gone
(You made me believe)
And you proved that love was strong, so strong

(You made me believe)
'Cause you touched inside of me
Something I would never have believed
Until, until you conquered me

(When I thought that love was gone, all gone)
When I thought that love was gone
(And you proved that love was strong, so strong)
And you proved that love was strong

('Cause you touched inside of me)
'Cause you touched inside of me
(Something I would never have believed until)
Something I would have never believed
Until you conquered me

(When I thought that love was gone, all gone)
When I thought that love was gone
(And you proved that love was strong, so strong)
And you proved that love was strong, so strong

('Cause you touched inside of me)
'Cause you touched inside of me
Something I would have never believed

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Ci &Amp; Jojo - How Many Times (Will You Let Him Break Your Heart) - Lyrics - Love Always - K

Title: Ci &Amp; Jojo - How Many Times (Will You Let Him Break Your Heart)
Album: Love Always
Artist: K
Composer(s): Kenny Edmonds, Jorge Corante

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Lyric:
How many times you're gonna let him use you?
You think that you would know by now
(Think that you would know by now)
How could you let him treat you so bad?
How many times will you let him break your heart?

I heard he lied to you
And I heard your love he abused
Don't say it isn't so, baby
I see it in your eyes
It's something you cannot hide

How many times you're gonna let him use you?
(Baby, baby, baby, baby)
You think that you would know by now
(Ohh, ohh)
How could you let him treat you so bad?
(It's so sad, you let)
How many times will you let him break your heart?
(How)

He gives you lonely nights
And he can even hear you cry, babe
And your love he always denies
(He do)
He never gonna change
He just can't accept the blame

How many times you're gonna let him use you?
(How many times?)
You think that you would know by now
(Know by, know by, know by)
How could you let him treat you so bad?
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
How many times will you let him break your heart?
(How many times will you?)

Now Girl dry your eyes
(Girl dry your eyes)
And get up off your face
(And get up off your face)
Don't be afraid
(Don't be ashamed)
(Afraid)
Find someone else new
Someone who'll appreciate
And he's gonna love you baby, baby
Ohh, ohh always you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, yea

How many times you're gonna let him use you?
(Yea, yea)
(Let me go home now with this)
(Oh, I feel I'm talkin' to you baby)
You'd think that you would know by now
(You don't need, you don't need to go through
(What you're going through, baby)
How could you let him treat you so bad?
(Ha ha ha, ha)
(How could you let him treat you?)
How many times will you let him break your heart?
(Aaa, aa, aa, aa)

How many times you're gonna let him use you?
(How many times you're gonna let him use you?)
You'd think that you would know by now
(You, you, you, you, you)
How could you let him treat you so bad
(Yea, ha ha, oh)
(Oh tell me baby)
How many times will you let him break your heart?
(Yea, together)

How many times he will break your heart?
(If he think he's lonely now, he better wait until tonight)
How many times he will break your heart?
(Ohh yea, baby)
(And you know, and you know, and you know, ooo yea)
How many times?
(Ooo)
(Oh morning baby, sing)
How many times he will break your heart?
(Woo, woh, woh, woh, you know)

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Try - Lyrics - Hayden Panettiere

Title: Try
Artist: Hayden Panettiere
Composer(s): Matthew Gerrard, Robbie Nevil, Mike Krompass

Lyric:
Yeah, yeah

You scale, you fall
Sometimes it seems impossible
But your hopes and dreams
Are closer than they seem

Why not give yourself a chance, nothing's gonna hold you back
Everything you want is right there waiting
What you wanna do? Gotta have some faith in you
Don't you know that you can have it all?

If you try and you just believe
You can, you will
Reach inside, don't be scared to dream
You never know until, until you try, just try

Your fears and doubts
They find a way to break it down
But it's not the end
You can ride back up again

Why not give yourself a chance, nothing's gonna hold you back
Everything you want is right there waiting
What you wanna do? Gotta have some faith in you
Don't you know that you can have it all?

If you try and you just believe
You can, you will
Reach inside, don't be scared to dream
You never know until, you try

What's the matter with believing
That you can do anything?
Take control and make the future
What you want it to be and that's when you'll see

If you try and you just believe
You can, you will
Reach inside, don't be scared to dream
You never know until

Until you try and you just believe
You can, you will
Reach inside, dreams are possible
Never know until you try

No, no, no, just try, try

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Someday - Lyrics - Embrace

Title: Someday
Artist: Embrace
Composer(s): Daniel Anthony Mcnamara, Richard Mcnamara

Lyric:
Someday, you're gonna see the way I see things
Break out the box they keep you sealed in
Someday, you find the real thing

Someday, you're gonna feel the isolation
'Cause no one wants you with them
Someday, I'm gonna bring you back
And you won't know how to act

The world you think is safe, is changing fast
And all the runaways, will run their last
If you turn away, you can't turn back
The time has come to make way

And you just don't matter too much to me
If you can't run, 'cause I will carry
You upon my back until you're safe
And you will feel the way I feel someday

Someday, you're gonna feel the way I'm feeling
But all the bad you think I'm suffering
Won't break, it only heals me

And you just don't matter too much to me
If you can't run, 'cause I will carry
You upon my back until you're safe
And you will feel the way I feel someday

For every stone you throw you'll carry
A million more and you'll be sorry
No one will escape who knows the way
And we will not sow as we reap someday

A light is gonna shine
On you and I
A light is gonna shine

And you just don't matter too much to me
If you can't run, 'cause I will carry
You upon my back until you're safe
And you will feel the way I feel someday

For every stone you throw you'll carry
A million more and you'll be sorry
No one will escape who knows the way
And we will not sow as we reap someday

Someday, you're gonna see the way I see things
Break out the box they keep you sealed in
Someday, we're gonna bring you back, yeah

Now, a light is gonna shine
On you and I
A light is gonna shine
Yeah, a light is gonna shine

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Ci &Amp; Jojo - How Many Times - Lyrics - Love Always - K

Title: Ci &Amp; Jojo - How Many Times
Album: Love Always
Artist: K
Composer(s): Kenny Edmonds, Jorge Corante

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Lyric:
How many times you're gonna let him use you?
You think that you would know by now
(Think that you would know by now)
How could you let him treat you so bad?
How many times will you let him break your heart?

I heard he lied to you
And I heard your love he abused
Don't say it isn't so, baby
I see it in your eyes
It's something you cannot hide

How many times you're gonna let him use you?
(Baby, baby, baby, baby)
You think that you would know by now
(Ohh, ohh)
How could you let him treat you so bad?
(It's so sad, you let)
How many times will you let him break your heart?
(How)

He gives you lonely nights
And he can even hear you cry, babe
And your love he always denies
(He do)
He never gonna change
He just can't accept the blame

How many times you're gonna let him use you?
(How many times?)
You think that you would know by now
(Know by, know by, know by)
How could you let him treat you so bad?
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
How many times will you let him break your heart?
(How many times will you?)

Now Girl dry your eyes
(Girl dry your eyes)
And get up off your face
(And get up off your face)
Don't be afraid
(Don't be ashamed)
(Afraid)
Find someone else new
Someone who'll appreciate
And he's gonna love you baby, baby
Ohh, ohh always you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, yea

How many times you're gonna let him use you?
(Yea, yea)
(Let me go home now with this)
(Oh, I feel I'm talkin' to you baby)
You'd think that you would know by now
(You don't need, you don't need to go through
(What you're going through, baby)
How could you let him treat you so bad?
(Ha ha ha, ha)
(How could you let him treat you?)
How many times will you let him break your heart?
(Aaa, aa, aa, aa)

How many times you're gonna let him use you?
(How many times you're gonna let him use you?)
You'd think that you would know by now
(You, you, you, you, you)
How could you let him treat you so bad
(Yea, ha ha, oh)
(Oh tell me baby)
How many times will you let him break your heart?
(Yea, together)

How many times he will break your heart?
(If he think he's lonely now, he better wait until tonight)
How many times he will break your heart?
(Ohh yea, baby)
(And you know, and you know, and you know, ooo yea)
How many times?
(Ooo)
(Oh morning baby, sing)
How many times he will break your heart?
(Woo, woh, woh, woh, you know)

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Children - Lyrics - Schubert Dip - Emf

Title: Children
Album: Schubert Dip
Artist: Emf
Composer(s): James Saul Atkins, Deran Brownson, Mark Simon Decloedt, Ian Alec Harvey Dench, Zachary Foley

Lyric:
Children, I know
You deserve, more than this world could ever give
Children, I know
You deserve, more than this world could ever give

Hold on, take your life
Hold on to each reality
They seem so far from you
But really they're close to you

You've got to break each precious dream
Until it breaks you heart in two
Build your life until you find
What's right for you

Children, I know
You deserve, more than this world could ever give

Don't let them take it all
'Cause you know they want to take it all
They seem so far from you
But really they're close to you

You've got to break each precious dream
Until it breaks your heart in two
Build your life, until you find
What's right for you

Children, I know
You deserve more than this world could ever give
Children, I know
You deserve, more than this world could ever give

Long live the new flesh
Long live the new flesh
Long live the new flesh

Don't let them take it all
'Cause you know they want to take it all
They seem so far from you
But really they're close to you

You've got to break each precious dream
Until it breaks your heart in two
Build your life, until you find
What's right for you

Long live the new flesh

Children, I know
You deserve more than this world could ever give
Children, I know
You deserve, more than this world could ever give

Children, I know
Children, I know
Children, I know
You deserve more than this world could ever give

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Better Luck Next Time - Lyrics - Lifehouse (+2 Bonus Tracks) - Lifehouse

Title: Better Luck Next Time
Album: Lifehouse (+2 Bonus Tracks)
Artist: Lifehouse
Composer(s): Jason Wade

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Lyric:
Sometimes we fall
Ain't nothing new to me
Don't care move on
I must say you gave up for this time now

Stop tell me, where you going?
Maybe the one you love isn't there
You're going under but you're over it all so you don't
Care about all that I had to see
Watch, you wait until you come around, around

Don't close your eyes
You need to see it all
It's no surprise that they break you down
Least they won't give you up

Stop tell me, where you going?
Maybe the one you love isn't there
You're going under but you're over it all so you don't
Care about all that I had to see
Watch, you wait until you come around, around

It's all wonderful
Living happily
Till you lose it all
Think you have everything

Stop tell me, where you going?
Maybe the one you love isn't there
You're going under but you're over it all so you don't
Care about all that I had to see
Watch, you wait until you come around, around

Stop tell me, where you going?
Maybe the one you love isn't there
You're going under but you're over it all so you don't
Care about all that I had to see
Watch, you wait until you come around, around

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What About Us - Lyrics - Diary Of A Mad Band - Jodeci

Title: What About Us
Album: Diary Of A Mad Band
Artist: Jodeci
Composer(s): Reggie Moore, Roger Troutman, Dalvin Degrate, Donald Degrate, Shirley Murdock, Larry Troutman

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Lyric:
Come and talk to me
Can I talk to you
Come and talk to me
K C, yeah, we can do this

I wanna love you, I wanna love you
I wanna love you, I wanna love you
I wanna love you, I wanna love you
I wanna love you, I wanna love you
Check this out

Girl, I'm reachin' out my hand, trying to make you understand
That you don't have to be alone, 'cause I wanna be your man
Girl, I need you in my life, just wanna live right by your side
So girl, I won't be satisfied until you give this love a try

I'm in need of love and baby you're in need of love
So what about us, on and on and on till the break of dawn
And it's on

I'm in need of love and baby you're in need of love
So what about us, on and on and on till the break of dawn
And it's on

Can you feel, can you feel me?
I can feel you, lady

Satisfaction guaranteed, if you come and get with me
Girl, I can get down on my knees, so let me please let me
Do you, lady? 'Cause I know just what you need
I need a love, I need your love, girl just listen to me

I'm in need of love and baby you're in need of love
So what about us, yeah, on and on and on till the break of dawn
And it's on

I'm in need of love and baby you're in need of love
So what about us, yeah, on and on and on till the break of dawn
And it's on

Shooby, doo, wop, shoo, doo wop, I wanna love you
I wanna love you, baby
Shooby, doo, wop, shoo, doo, wop, I wanna love you
You know my love remains

Shooby, doo, wop, shoo, doo, wop, I wanna love you
I wanna love you baby
Shooby, doo, wop, shoo, doo wop, I wanna love you
You know my love remains

I'm in need of love and baby you're in need of love
So what about us, on and on and on till the break of dawn
And it's on

I'm in need of love and baby you're in need of love
So what about us, on and on and on till the break of dawn
And it's on

I'm in need of love and baby you're in need of love
So what about us, on and on and on till the break of dawn
And it's on
...

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Revenge - Lyrics - Clawfinger

Title: Revenge
Artist: Clawfinger
Composer(s): Joakim Karl Skog, Erlend Ottem, Zak Nikolas Tell, Bard Sverre Torstensen

Lyric:
You know I never believed you were for real
I don't appreciate you or understand how you feel
Everytime no matter what I might find
You give me a feeling that It ain't mine
I don't believe in wasting time
And you give me a sign that you're out of your mind
It's frustrating not knowing the score
But when you walk across the room towards the door,I'm sure
You ain't ever gonna walk my way
Cos' I know that you've never liked me anyway,so don't stay
I wouldn't notice cause it ain't no loss
All you ever did was cheat on me and double cross
I won't be satisfied until you're gone
But I still want to know what is going on
You know that I've tried but I'm losing my hope
I can't cope cause you're tripping and you're slipping like a soap on a rope

I won't break
I won't bend
I'll avenge
I'll get you in the end

The sooner you go the better,goodbye
I won't miss you and I think you know why
You were never really much of a giver
You took alot away from me but I was always a forgiver and forgetter
But now I know better
So I'm leaving you hanging and you won't be forgiven
Till I know that you're not living, anymore
I'm gonna get you like a fly on the wall
I'm gonna pull off your wings
And watch you crawl
Then I'm gonna crush your balls
You better believe that I'm gonna make you small
I gotta get whatever I want
I want it all and I want it up front,here we go
I'm willing to bet'cha that I'm going to get'cha
And you're gonna regret that you ever even met me, I know

I won't break
I won't bend
I'll avenge
I'll get you in the end

All I can think about is getting revenge
And that'll be the day all my misery ends
But until I choose to make me move
I wan't you to think that you've got nothing to lose
But I promise you you'll pay your dues
The one place I wouldn't want to be is in shoes
What can I say I'm gonna make you pay
I'm gonna make you wish you never got in my way
Get you back for all the wrong you did
For everything you put me through when I was a kid
I'm gonna neglect you and disrespect you
And then I'll reject you when you least expect me to
And no matter what you do you're screwed
You'll get your rights rejected and they won't be re-newed
I'm gonna throw the first stone this time
Hitting you hard when you're off gaurd and the revenge is mine

I won't break
I won't bend
I'll avenge
I'll get you in the end

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Connected - Lyrics - Rebels - Rbd

Title: Connected
Album: Rebels
Artist: Rbd
Composer(s): Emilio Avila, Amy Powers, Guy Roche

Lyric:
I'm down-folded on this roller coaster they call life
Keep trying to make it through the next turn
Knuckles white and holdin' tight

So here I go, I'm takin' a curve
But I know that I'm never alone
I think of you, until you never let me go

I feel connected, protected
It's like you're sitting right with me all the time
You hear me, you're near me
And everything else's gonna be alright

'Cause nothin' can break this
Nothin' can break this
Nothin' can break this time
Connected, connected in time

It's not an accident, the time we spent apart
But now we're so close
I can always find you right here in my heart

You're giving me somethin' I need
And I don't ever want it to end
Because of you I know I've found my strength again

I feel connected, protected
It's like you're sitting right with me all the time
You hear me, you're near me
And everything else's gonna be alright

'Cause nothin' can break this
Nothin' can break this
Nothin' can break this time
Connected, connected in time

Every time that I breathe, I can feel the energy
Reachin' out, flowin' through, you to me and me to you
Wake or dream, walk or stand, you are everywhere I am
Separate souls, unified, go on easing in my mind

You're giving me somethin' I need
And I don't ever want it to end
Because of you I know I've found my strength again

I feel connected, protected
It's like you're sitting right with me all the time
You hear me, you're near me
And everything else's gonna be alright

Connected, protected
It's like you're sitting right with me all the time
You hear me, you're near me
And everything else's gonna be alright

'Cause nothin' can break this
Nothin' can break this
Nothin' can break this time
Connected

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Heartbeat Props - Lyrics - Sons Of The P - Digital Underground

Title: Heartbeat Props
Album: Sons Of The P
Artist: Digital Underground
Composer(s): Gregory Jacobs, Erick Sermon, Dewayne S Mcknight, Marshall Jones, George Jr Clinton, Bootsy Collins, Parrish Smith, Leroy Bonner, Andrew Noland, Marvin Pierce, Shider Walter Morrison, Peter Bishop, Gregory Webster, Ramon Gooden, Ralph Middlebrooks, Norman Napier

Lyric:
People get ready for the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)
Everybody get ready for the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)

We're gonna make it funky with the heartbeat props, y'all
(We're giving heartbeat props)
It's time to get busy with the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)

I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Check it out, y'all, proper respect is what we're giving
(We're giving heartbeat props)

Uh, I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Don't you know that the proper respect is what we're giving

Seems like you wondered each day if the Underground
Is going to stay down with the funky beats
Even if you know that I'm a junkie for a bump that's funky
And a fool for the loop, see, a groupie for the old one-twoiee

A bass freak would say oohwee
Peace to DU 'cause I like the way you do me
I love to go on about the funk, matter of fact
I'd love to be another funk front runner

But first we gotta deal with the fronters
So I can't go on, it's time to drop a few bombs
Get busy, G, go on and take 'em to school
Yeah, it's time spread the jewels

I ask you about Malcolm and you tell me that he's wicked
Farrakhan comes you can't seem to buy a ticket
And check what my man's got to say
Right or wrong, don't you think that he deserves a play?

'Cause he's living for you and you and you and you
The brother X tried but he died trying to get through
So why wait until the heartbeat stops?
Yo, go on and give my man his props

If you're really that down then act what you say
KRS and Chuck need support today
I see you posing with the Dr King hanging on your wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call

To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt of lightning
Striking you down 'cause you're fronting
A dead leader can't tax your mind
Therefore he's not a threat to your personal time

All the lagging and the dragging
Yo, I got something to do that day
Yeah, you sound like an old bitch nagging
Fuck that fronting, fuck that fronting
We're pumping up the brothers 'cause the brothers keep it pumping

You got it all wrong
When you wait for the TV to tell you what's going on
Don't you hype on the mic ,yeah, they never get it right
That's why you see we gotta thank God, y'all
For niggas like Ice Cube

'Cause they'll tell the record straight
Yo, my man's a prophet too, yo, god, you think he ain't?
So do the right thing, it's not a black or a white thing
We're here to let you know it's just a human being thing
We're pulling out all stops 'cause it's time give heartbeat props

(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Proper respect is what we're giving

(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Don't you know, don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving

(We're giving heartbeat props)
You're giving more respect to a dead man than you do my man
And my man's got the plans in his hand
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
(Heartbeat props)

I'm the type of guy that's sly like a fox
An honor roll student in the school of hard knocks
There was different type of brother that I used to look up to
But I'm still giving props where the props are due

But let me start with a fool I don't give a fuck about
I wanted to give a fuck you out
To the nigga who went out on a whim
He was a roody-poo for shooting Huey Newton

But I'm thanking God for niggas like Iceberg Slim
And the chick the honky's ran to see
She was the honky-tonk's fantasy
Tina Turner, the living legacy
And she's still got you tripping off the legs you see
Another chick they used to beg to see

Was Josephine Baker, she had them hooked
They loved the way she shook her money-maker
But why did it take them so many decades
To give a little praise to who they ran rave to see

With a dark complexion
She was sex symbol befo' Marilyn Monroe
But her heart stopped before
They gave props to the old pro

It took a great man to mold those
So I want to give props to my pops because he told those
But there's a time to break necks and throw bolos
Be a cold bro and throw low blows

When you want to close the shows of your foes
'Cause foes are those that you got to break like windows
Check it, when respect goes it's time to break a nose
But give respect before the soul goes

Well, I suppose respect is what respect'll get ya
So I'm giving them gifts before they're stiff like the pose
In the pictures of Vogue and flashy fashion magazines
You be thumbing in 'em, props to Beverly Johnson
She was the first black woman in 'em

Pee, drop the bomb and end the pressure with the menace
Smith & Wesson clear the lesson that your mama gave
Mama gave PeeWee the same threats, she used drastic measures
Told me to give her the full respect or get my ass kicked
It was my intention to relent just till the last kick
When she goes she'll roll over in a solid gold casket

When I was young Muhammad Ali had me sprung
'Cause he was the champ, as the champion he was my idol
Yo, they took his title when he wouldn't take the gun
And fight in Vietnam the only way he felt, then he won the belt again

Now they want me in the army but they can't harm me
'Cause I ain't no punk, I ain't under man to Uncle Tommy
Props to Islam, it's getting brothers together before the big bomb
Blast out, before we're all assed-out
We need to see that we got to start giving the props to the living

(We're giving heartbeat props)
I said I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Uh, I said proper respect is what we're giving

(We're giving heartbeat props)
I said I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Proper respect is what we're giving

(We're giving heartbeat props)
I said I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving

(We're giving heartbeat props)
You're giving more respect to a dead man than you do my man
And my man's got the plans in his hand
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
(Heartbeat props)

(We're giving heartbeat props)
You're giving more respect to a dead man than you do my man
And my man's got the plans in his hand
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Proper respect is what we're giving

(We're giving heartbeat props)
Uh, I said I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving

(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
Proper respect is what we're giving

We're giving heartbeat props
Why wait until the heartbeat stops?
We're giving heartbeat props
(Heartbeat props)

(We're giving heartbeat props)
You're giving more respect to a dead man than you do my man
And my man's got the plans in his hand
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?)
(Heartbeat props)

Yeah, Spike Lee, Alex Haley, Brand Nubian, sister Whoopi Goldberg
Dick Gregory, X-Clan, sister Isis, BDP, Muhammad Ali, Stevie Wonder
Poor Righteous Teachers, Andrew Jackson, Denzel Washington
Sister Sarah Sahad Ali, Public Enemy, Stokley Carmichael

Sister Oprah Winfrey, yeah, Jesse Jackson, nuff respect, Paris
Gangstarr, Gil Scott Heron, George the fuck Clinton, Louis Farrakhan
Sister Queen Latifah, Bill Cosby, sister Angela Davis
The entire Nation of Islam, nucka, know what I'm saying?

Afrika Bambaataa, Miles motherfucking Davis, sister Assata Shakur
Once known as Joanne Chesimard, Robert Townsend, Nelson Mandela
Karreem Adul-Jabbar, the Black Panther Party, James Earl Jones
The FOIs, nucka, Howard E. Rollins, sister Naomi, yeah, nuff respect

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