Ups - Told You So - Lyrics - The F

Title: Ups - Told You So
Artist: The F
Composer(s): Travis John Allen

Lyric:
You want to know what's all inside of me
Well, just give me your best shot
You try and take it all away from me
Well, here you go

I hate to say I told you so
That I'll never fucking let it go
I'll tell you something
That you outta know again so

I fucking hate it when you let me now
All your problems fucking let 'em go
I'll tell you something that you outta know again so

You try to push it all back on to me
Well, just give me your only shot
I'm gonna bring it all right back to you
So here's your try

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Kreep - Lyrics - Chino Xl

Title: Kreep
Artist: Chino Xl
Composer(s): Thomas Yorke, D Barbosa, Albert Hammond, Mike Hazelwood, E Romero, Edward O'Brien, Colin Greenwood, Jonathan Greenwood, Philip Selway

Lyric:
I'm a kreep, I'm a loser
You're so very special, I wish I was special
But I'm a kreep, I'm a loser
I wish I was special, I wish I was special
But I'm a kreep

What the hell made you think the sun rose and set in your ass?
Fast I remove you from my itinerary
I tense you worry and exaggerate
Becoming jealous at the drop of a dime, wanting to kill all womankind

You are a perfect ten with the perfect tan goddess
Who could sell Evian to a drowning man, honest
Trying to stay sane walking that tight rope
I'm throwing you off the deep end, you better pray shit floats

You gave me chills to your mind when Beverly Hills
Make cleverly deals and now you think you Brooke Shields
Hated my foes, now you one of they one a day hoes
Used to search my ass straight for weed I smoked some days before

I'm crazy yo, forever goin' farther than just screwin' 'em
Making me feel like Joseph and Mary's hoein' in Jerusalem
Abusin' 'em is how they wanna be treated, they nosy too
Should I just slap 'em like Scheherazade told me to

You just a tease and you play like I'm not in your league
Capturing my mind, claiming I'm your biggest fantasy
I'm unattachin', what think you can spies me
If I couldn't hear your words and only judge you by your actions

Your love is sorcery, drowning in emotion, poisoning me
Unfortunately your memory is haunting me
I'm feeling pains that I can't even describe
But if I have to bitch, you fuckin' buried me alive

Your love counterattacks, unrealistic terroristic acts
Like the Oklahoma Federal Building I collapse
I want her back but I know that I can't force her
Thinkin' 'bout takin' my own life like Marlon Brando's daughter

I'm a kreep, I'm a loser
You're so very special, I wish I was special
But I'm a kreep, I'm a loser
You're so very special, I wish I was special

But I'm a kreep, I'm a loser
You're so very special, I wish I was special
But I'm a kreep, I'm a loser
I wish I was special, I wish I was special
But I'm a kreep

I'm back in town, stoppin' it, makin' prerogative home
She too far gone, provocative as Sharon Stone
I'm feeling crucified by the very nails I made
And drove into myself, passed to the next guy

Phones ringin' in the middle of the night
(Who's that? Nobody?)
Your whole game is getting mad sloppy
Meanwhile in my hotel lobby my hobby is removing groupies off my body
It's getting cloudy, smoggy, visibility low, foggy

Four and a half years, I screwed up once
But this ain't your first time, don't be a dummy
You got champagne tastes with fuckin' beer money
Fearing bummy we had ups and downs but managed

Now the going gets rough, look how you vanished
It proves that life is a comedian like Martin Short
You standin' next to me, I wanna file a missing child report
To find the girl we'd always planned we'd run away together

Pray together, had a child swore, we'd stay together
You had your chance, shoulda been nice
Your game is deader than Vincent Price
Giving up your ass like you Heidi Fleiss

Fuck your pink cop crossing guard obsession
You're half-dresses looking like a Soul Train scramble contestant, bitch
In my arena, should I fight or just leave her
Catch amnesia, it's enough to make me catch a seizure
Catch a breather, Chino, do you even need her?
Should I take the three-eighty, assassinate her like Selena?

I'm a kreep, I'm a loser
You're so very special, I wish I was special
But I'm a kreep, I'm a loser
You're so very special, I wish I was special

But I'm a kreep, I'm a loser
You're so very special, I wish I was special
But I'm a kreep, I'm a loser
You're so very special, I wish I was special
But I'm a kreep

Yesterday I seen someone who looked just like you
She walked like you do, so I thought it was you
But then she turned around confusing me
Babyface couldn't bring no cool in me

No Love Connection channel five, no Chuck Woolery
Us growing old together is what I envision
You dealing with him but let's not make no haste decision
The mechanism is getting rusty, you won't trust me

You claim when I blow up I'll leave you for some mono toiling busty
I can't believe you placed this cock above me wrong
I know you like a book but I just cannot find what page you're on
Now you put you in the middle, your voice is just a riddle

Say you want me back then change your personality like Cybill
How hard I try, I just cry more with no reason to live, many to die for
Now as I sit in a smoky bar the night about to end
I'm passing time with strangers but this bottle is my only friend

Across the room I see a couple with no cares at all
Hugged up, kissing, reminding me of us before our fall
High, so full of hope and passion looking at her man
The way you used to look at me when I just held your hand

You gave me vast pain to live in the fast lane
I caught the last plane to give you my last name
I'm caught up, my family come first, that's how I'm brought up
This tragedy's worse than one I coulda thought up
The couple stood up, I'm feeling drugged like I took Mescaline
The couple I've been watching all the time, it was her and him

I'm a kreep, I'm a loser
You're so very special, I wish I was special
But I'm a kreep, I'm a loser
I wish I was special, you're so very special

But I'm a kreep, I'm a loser
You're so very special, I wish I was special
But I'm a kreep
On Fantasy Island

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911 - Lyrics - The Rebirth Of Kirk Franklin - Kirk Franklin

Title: 911
Album: The Rebirth Of Kirk Franklin
Artist: Kirk Franklin
Composer(s): Kirk Franklin

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Lyric:
Hello
Hey, it's me, Kirk, I need to speak to bishop
Sure, hold on
Hello
Hey, I got some stuff I need to talk to you about
Lately, pastor I've been having all these crazy kind of dreams
It's hard to sleep, I can't eat scary, you know
I know what you mean

I mean, every since that Tuesday
Seems like life's just getting real strange
I hear ya Anthrax, terrorist attacks
And I ain't even trying to get on no plane
I feel ya
And you know when I try to pray
There's a voice that telling that God's not real

You know that's just the enemy
Yeah, but you ain't feelin' me
No son, I know just know you feel
See, just because I preach and teach don't mean
I don't get scared sometimes

Yeah, whatever, but you TD Jakes
Well, then I don't make mistakes
Well
Now, let me tell you what's on my mind
When your smile is gone
(He cares)

Yeah, but I feel so alone
(He's there and)
Although, your heart is heavy
God said
(Every burden I will bear)
See, but you don't know my
(My pain)

And I'm getting so sick and tired of all
(This rain)
I just got laid off, and to top it off the rent's due
So tell me what I got to gain?
Well, see, trials come to make
(You strong)
Storms won't last
(Last long)

But how can I trust God in all this mess?
Well, see that's the reason for the song
See, wherever you go there's one thing ya got to know
God, is right there by your side
(Weeping may endure for a night)
And he told me to tell you everything
(Every thing's Egon' be alright)

So thank you for calling it's always good to hear from you
Yeah, but
But I gotta go now
Wait a minute
I got another call on line 2
But I ain't through

See I'm sick and tired of all these church folk talking
About stuff ain't as bad as it seems
See, y'all don't feel my pain
I don't have pain?
I don't see how you on the cover on Time magazine

See, but you're looking at now and you don't know
How I struggled and what I've been through
Yeah, whatever
Now, you crossed the line
I'm just speaking' my mind
Okay, so let me speak mine, too
(Hmm)

I've made some mountains, I've seen some valleys
I've even had to cry sometimes
Like when I lost my mother
Your mother?
My mother
I'm sorry

No son that's fine
See life is full of ups and downs but God said
(The storm won't last long)
But how's you make it through?
Boy, I thought you knew it was His
(Love that kept me strong)

When your smile is gone
(He cares)
But I feel so alone
(He's there and)
Although, your heart is heavy, God said
(Every burden I will bear)
Yeah, but see y'all don't feel
(My pain)

And I'm getting very sick and tired of all this
(This rain)
Just got laid off, and to top it off the rent's due
So tell me, bishop, what I gotta gain?
Didn't I tell you trials come to make
(You strong)
And those old storms won't
(Last long)

How can I trust God in the midst of all this mess?
See that's the reason for this song
Wherever you go there's something ya got to know
(God still cares)
(Weeping may endure for a night)
And he told me to tell you
(Every thing's gon' be alright)

Thank you, pastor
Any time
I think I can make it now just tell me what I need to do
Just pray this prayer with me

Say, father
(Father)
Forgive me
(Forgive me)
I'm sorry
(I'm sorry)

Please help me
(Help me)
I love you
(I love you)
I need you
(I need you)

Hold me
(Hold me)
Jesus
(Jesus)
My heart
(My heart)
My soul
(My soul)

Please take
(Please take)
Control
(Control)
Right now
(Now)
Now
(Now)
Now
(Now)
(Right now)

When you ain't got no smile
(He cares)
And even when you feel so alone
(He's there and)
Although your heart is heavy, God said
(Every burden I will bear)
And even in the midst of all ya
(Pain)
And when you're sick and tired of all the rain
(This rain)

Remember that the rain won't last always and in Christ Jesus
You got so much to gain
You see your trials come to make you
(Strong)
And the storms won't last
(Too long)
Remember my brother, my sister it's only temporary
See that's the reason for this song

Wherever you go
There's something you've got to know
God is still there
(Weeping may endure for a night)
And told me to tell you
(Every thing's gon' be alright)

[Unverified]

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Nobody Knows - Lyrics - Nelly

Title: Nobody Knows
Artist: Nelly
Composer(s): Cornell Haynes, Jermaine Dupri, Anthony Hamilton, James Phillips

Lyric:
I didn't know
There'd be troubles along the way
Nobody told me nothin'
Nobody told me nothin, nothin'

I went through, 8 different schools in, 12 different years
That's 30 different teachers, over 10,000 different peers
And I done fought in every one, been suspended every time
Besides a few a felony, done committed every crime

But never braggin' on, just want you to see me what I done
I'm never proud of it, so I don't have to go back there again
And, I used to go like house to house, sleepin' on couch to couch
Walk around stickin' out my hands, lookin for a handout

Only thing I handed out was more bills
Only thing pulled me out was my will
God told me, the son, "Don't chill"
Determined to make use of one of these skills

Either that or go beat the block
Ain't no way you can beat the cops
Ain't no way I can beat the clock
Just a matter of time shut down your shop

Oh, you stay up day and nights, livin' this way of life
I was young and restless, all my children came
And then I had a guiding light
No more of that sittin' man, sittin' and waitin' and thinkin'
Somebody comin' to take me up off them streets but now I know

Nobody told me
That the road would be easy, yeah
I don't believe, I've made it this far
My whole life, man I've been workin' so hard and I know

Nobody told me
That the road would be easy
I can't believe, I've made it this far
My whole life, man I've been workin' so hard and I know

I can tell you right now, I'm sayin'
I could sit here and count on one hand
How many people seen me graduate
I know a few that did but a bunch that ain't

Same folks showin up in swarms
Waitin' for me to go on
Want to see Nelly perform
Wasn't so poor before

I became this household name
I was playin' them little league games
Nobody curred if I go 0 for 3
Nobody out her rootin' for me but my Momma

Supported me in everythin'
"Why she get everythin'?"
Some people got the nerve to ask
Y'all can kiss my ass
Man that's my Momma

Got a sister that need my help
And it can't be solved with wealth
Give anything that I have
Just to see her in perfect health
Now we out h're complainin'
"I got work to do"

How bad you think you got it?
Somebody else got it worse than you
I done had them down and ups and
Don't plan on comin' back down
Don't plan on leavin' her no time soon
But I got too comfortable now

Wouldn't have no knowledge of wealth
Without no knowledge of self
And I'ma keep walkin this road
My mind, body and soul I know

Nobody told me
That the road would be easy, yeah
I don't believe, I've made it this far
My whole life, man I've been workin' so hard and I know

Nobody told me
That the road would be easy
I can't believe, I've made it this far
My whole life, man I've been workin' so hard and I know

I didn't know
There'd be troubles along the way
Nobody told me nothin'
That would help me to ease my pain

I've been walkin' this road
For forever and a day
Now I've been searchin' for somethin'
For someone to help me find my way
And now I know

Nobody told me
That the road would be easy, yeah
I don't believe, I've made it this far
My whole life, man I've been workin so hard and I know

Nobody told me
That the road would be easy, yeah
I can't believe, I've made it this far
My whole life, man I've been workin so hard and I know

Nobody told me
That the road would be easy, yeah
I don't believe, I've made it this far
My whole life, man I've been workin so hard and I know

Nobody told me
That the road would be easy, yeah
I can't believe, I've made it this far

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Break Ups 2 Make Ups - Lyrics - Tical 2000 Judgementday - Method Man

Title: Break Ups 2 Make Ups
Album: Tical 2000 Judgementday
Artist: Method Man
Composer(s): Samuel Barnes, D'Angelo Clifford Smith, Jean Claude Oliver, Qur'An Goodman

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Lyric:
You and I, 'til the day we die

Yo, yo, ex-girlfriend, how you been?
I see you still tryin' to fuck with up a women, men
Remember when I first met you in my cousin's house
A week later we was fuckin' on your momma couch

Now it's been said that big girls they don't cry
But they damn sure lie, look you in the eye
Sayin' you they only you and I, 'til the day we die
Said you'd never leave me lonely, fly tenderoni but you phony

Shoulda listened, when my momma told me
Soon as I turn my back you try to fuck my homies
That was then, this is now I got a new friend
Ever since I cut them loose ends you wanna bone me

Add strife to my life, pussy, that'll make me think twice
About leavin' the wife even, picture that, you ain't want me
When you had me, now you on your third, baby, daddy
And you hate to see a nigga happy

So you tryin' mad ways to trap me, lookin' at my girl nasty
Tryin' to throw the pussy at me
Now look at this bitch over here tryin' to act like me
I'm gonna fuck that bitch, she what wifey leftover

I'm still lovin' you, babe, I'm still lovin' you, babe
I'm still lovin' you, babe, I'm still lovin' you, babe
I'm still lovin' you, babe, I'm still lovin' you, babe
I'm still lovin' you, babe, I'm still lovin' you, babe

Yo, yo, it's always you and your crusty ass crew, be actin' new
Let me find out that you fuckin' with Boo, and y'all gon' feel it
Waitin' for the day that you front, and catch a lump
From my black butterfly, that don't pack a lullaby

Sleep on her, she said, you bitches tried to creep on her
In the mall and didn't know she had the reach on her
Pearl-handled twenty-two, my Boo
She go ahead and walk her dogs, and represent Wu

To the fullest, you and hon can shoot the fair one
I'll bring the bullets, know what I'm sayin'?
Stop playin', you and them dyke lookin' bitches
Actin' like y'all jumpin' somethin', go 'head with that bullshit

I'm still lovin' you, babe, I'm still lovin' you, babe
I'm still lovin' you, babe, I'm still lovin' you, babe
I'm still lovin' you, babe, I'm still lovin' you, babe
I'm still lovin' you, babe, I'm still lovin' you, babe

Got tired of the games, the lies, the feeble alibis
Now you fuckin' with the next guy, a thug nigga
Derelict be actin' bugged nigga, show this nigga
Mad love but get no love nigga? Stupid ass

Plus I heard that he be beatin' on you, I seen him
At the club cheatin' on you, witcha best friend
Got you stressin' and used up, pull your shoes up
All you need's affection, but you're headed in the wrong direction

Tryin' to make this nigga jealous, with other fellas
All up in my face actin' overzealous
Like you want somethin' from Meth, I hope it ain't love, girl
'Cause I ain't got none left for you, plus you miserable

Misery love company, shit I'm livin' comfortably, don't need no
Nigga huntin' me down for fuckin' round, with his kitty
Talk to him, before my brother put a spark through him
Won't be pretty, the situation got my whole attitude shitty

And got you actin' high saditty with your slut committee
You know I know; so go find another sucker yo, I been there
And been done that before, and don't need it no more
That's my word, so go to your own with that there, word up
Tell that bighead, nigga, you run with that you was insane

I'm still lovin' you, babe, I'm still lovin' you, babe
I'm still lovin' you, babe, I'm still lovin' you, babe
I'm still lovin' you, babe, I'm still lovin' you, babe
I'm still lovin' you, babe, I'm still lovin' you, babe

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Never Call U Bitch Again - Lyrics - Better Dayz - 2pac

Title: Never Call U Bitch Again
Album: Better Dayz
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Johnny Jackson, Tyrese Gibson, Tupac Shakur

Lyric:
Whassup Boo?
Swear I'll never call you bitch again
You ain't fuck with me, hehehe
I swear I'll never call you bitch again
(All I just wanna say is um, if I fuckin' apologized)
I swear I'll never call you bitch again
(I ain't mean to call you a bitch)
I'll never call you bitch again

Damn, gave my homey 90 days for domestic violence
I try to picture myself, in this position but remain silent
I get to thinkin' bout this shit, we been through
We close like kin but you remain my friend too
This life of sin, done got the both of us in trouble
But you always stay down for a nigga, so that's why I love you
Reminiscin' needin' tissues, fightin' over childish issues
Swear I can't live witchu but without you every day I miss you

When we roll you hold my pistol, my gangsta bitch-ich
You always in the mood for love, that's why I'm sleepin' witchu
Though not the man of your dreams, my plan and schemes
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
I see, yesterday I called you names, and played games on yo' mind
I promise that I'll change in time
It's a complicated world, so girl just be a friend
I swear I'll never call you bitch again
(And that's my word)

We came too far, to throw it all away baby
(I swear I'll never call you bitch again, believe me)
We came way too far pretty baby
To throw it all away, throw it all away baby
(I swear I'll never call you bitch again, hey)

I wake up early in the mornin', at the crack of dawn
Nigga still tired so I'm yawnin', and now I'm gone
Tryin' to get my money on strong, so an early riser
Out befo' them other guys, that's the way to profit every time
Can't get too close, my enemies, they see ghosts, they envy me
Plus we been beefin' with the east coast, with casualites
Got stopped in traffic, had a warrant, so they gaffled me
But while I'm gone, watch my business, and my back for me

My enemies think they got me crossed, they ain't knowin'
Ain't no love for player haters where you cowards goin'
You paid bail, got me out of jail, home again
I promise not to leave you on your own again
Cristal corks are popped, romantic, thoughts are dropped
It's so frantic but don't panic 'cause we crossed the top
I found a partner and a rider, a woman and friend
I swear I'll never call you bitch again, believe me

We came too far, to throw it all away
(I swear I'll never call you bitch again, believe me)
We came way too far pretty baby
To throw it all away, throw it all away

You're my nigga, my best friend
Never gonna call you, a bitch again
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ohh

Witness the evil men do, all this shit I been through
Never meant to hurt you, can we make this work, Boo?
I know you been feelin' pain, things are not the same
Waitin' to exhale while I'm sittin' in the county jail
Keep yo' head up, 'cause things are gettin' better
My cellmates shed tears off yo' last love letter
Told 'em you would find a friend so keep yo' eyes peeled
Sorry if I cuss, but it's the sufferin' that I feel

Who can I trust and if I bust, will she snitch?
Even though you ain't the type to trip
Sorry if I called you bitch
You showed me the definition of feminine
The difference between a pack of bitches and black women
I see the boss for the third time, hope to see you soon
Pictures of us kissin' in the living room, in the nude
Thanks for bein' there, much more than a friend
I swear I'll never call you bitch again, believe me

We came too far, to throw it all away
We came way too far pretty baby
(I swear I'll never call you bitch again, believe me)

We came too far, to throw it all away
(I swear I'll never call you bitch again, believe me)
We came way too far pretty baby
To throw it all away, throw it all away

Through all my ups and downs
You always stayed around, stayed around

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Destroy Rebuild - Lyrics - Stillmatic - Nas

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Friends - Lyrics - Larger Than Life - Jody Watley

Title: Friends
Album: Larger Than Life
Artist: Jody Watley
Composer(s): Andre Cymone, Jody Watley

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Lyric:
Friends, friends, friends
Friends, friends, friends
Come on, come on
Come on, come on

Have you ever been stabbed in the back
By someone you thought was really cool?
Did they steal your lover or was it money?
Or was it lies they told?

Strangers just disguised as your friends
Never again ?cause now you know

That friends will let you down, that friends won?t be around
That friends will let you down, friends won?t be around
When you need them most, where are your friends?
Oh friends are hard to find, friends, yours and mine
I?m talkin? ?bout your friends

Smiles they hide behind, never know what?s on their mind
Could be true deception
Jealousy and envy reign they never want to see you get ahead
They just hold you back

Friends will let you down, friends won?t be around
When you need them most, where are your friends?
Oh, friends are hard to find, friends, yours and mine
I?m talkin? ?bout your friends

Friends are hard to find, don't be scared
Friends are hard to find
Friends are hard to find
Friends are hard to find, don't be scared
What happened to the kisses and ride, how are you?

You used to me kiss me, tell me you missed me
But now you try to glaze me, play me and diss me
Uh, wide awake, ready to break, so we argue
What happened to the kisses and ride, how are you?

Forgot about the times when I rhymed, when I bathed you
Dreams was the only little things that I gave you
You still ain't thankful, you?re still complainin?
Used to be a quiet storm but now it?s rainin?

Farther than ever, I?m thinkin? whether
If we should be friends, let it end? Is it better
To forget or remember? Your body?s tender
The vibe that I send her, makes her surrender

The feelings of capture, caught in a rapture
No woman can match ya, so when I?m lookin? at ya
Paint a perfect picture so you can remember me
But you can find the end if you pretend to be

Friends will let you down, friends won?t be around
When you need them most, where are your friends?
Yeah, friends are hard to find, friends, yours and mine
I?m talkin? ?bout your friends

They say they'll be with you through all times of thick and thin
A shoulder to rely on, on the days that life gets rough
There to wipe your tears away from that new heart break
But when it happens, you can't find them, where are your friends?

Friends, friends, friends
Friends, friends, friends
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, come on
Are you ready?
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Are you ready?
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Are you ready?

Friends are hard to find, so be careful
You could find an inch or mile if I pay you
Some ain't that bad, but one might back stab
To get their fingertips on what one might have

Bite the hand that feeds you, leave the people who need you
For those who hold you back and mislead you
So be a leader, don?t get lead on unleaded
The wrong direction, a dead end?s next then

You need a detour, life?s like a seesaw
Ups and downs, and I?ll bet there?ll be more
Potholes and obstacles in our path, that?s righteous
At times we need a hand to fight this

Way of life, straighten up, take the door to the placid
And don?t you act two-faced
?Cause jealousy and envy and you still act friendly
You could find the end when pretend to be

Friends
Friends
Friends
...

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My Diary - Lyrics - Harlem: Diary of a Summer - Jim Jones

Title: My Diary
Album: Harlem: Diary of a Summer
Artist: Jim Jones
Composer(s): Denise Weeks, Jim Jones, Antwan Thompson

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Lyric:
Now we try corners, old folks try and warn us
The cops try and swarm us, blocks hot like saunas
Well, fuck it I'ma risk it, got a bunt nigga twist it
I'ma get drunk with my biscuit, 5 cent cup
Take a sip kid, I'ma product of the P-jects

My teachers always told me that I'd probably be a reject
I came up by my lonely now I'm a product of that D set
Two twelvin' with my homie, he caught a homey of that D-wreck
He said it had him zonin' left the body in buldin' three steps

The project now on fire where you see the detects
His high is coming down cause now he's nervous smokin' bogeys
And now he findin' out that fuckin' murder was his co-D
And this the shit that happens all too often up in Harlem

No shit you smell a rat you better off him what's the problem?
In this business sellin' crack we cook that raw shit up to hard shit
And tell my fellas that and to my coffin steady mobbin'
To my coffin, steady mobbin'

Take a look into my eyes
And you'll see all the pain the ghetto brings
Take a journey through my soul
And let's roll through the streets of reality

They tell me slow down I'm livin' life fast
See they don't all wanna ride with me
I know it ain't right but this is my life
It's just a piece of my diary, yeah

Now, we ran reckless, no grown ups to guide us
So it's the man what you expect, I've grown up to violence
I had my eye up on the pushers, the ones that stay fly
Fiends got high off the suga, you know that ain't right

That sweet cane, some got buried to the street game
My niggaz only worried 'bout the jewelry and the street fame
And what the bitches thought of them, it's all about the money
Well shit I cop some Porsche or trucks

Member I was hungry, I was whippin' in the Corsica
Hoopty muthafucka, hoppin' the double four's
My pants droopy muthafuckas and pardon my grammar
My nana died '95, so I done left my heart wit my grandma

I hid outside and played the park wit the hammer
And I'm watchin' for the narcs, they movin' cars with antennas
Thug and respect, for all my goons behind bars in the slammas
To my G's on rikers, to all my three time lifers

Take a look into my eyes
And you'll see all the pain the ghetto brings
Take a journey through my soul
And let's roll through the streets of reality

They tell me slow down I'm livin' life fast
See they don't all wanna ride with me
I know it ain't right but this is my life
It's just a piece of my diary, yeah

This is my life we die young 'cause we livin' fast
So I'ma let you read my diary, so I'ma let you read my dairy
This is my life we die young 'cause we livin' fast
So I'ma let you read my diary, so I'ma let you read my dairy

Now let's ride, to where? To Harlem, the West side
I show you blocks and murals, dawg where some of the best died
Like who, like who? Like Porter and them
I heard Po put the order on him, now that's more than a friend

But he stitched of course, now let's talk about Fritz the boss
And he got rich off snort, they said 500 bricks was brought
So in hindsight, it's a shorty who couldn't get a gist of his thought
But if you grind right wit the snorpy, a whip could be bought

Now think about po-9, if it caught me, how it get you in court
But now the feds, they still tailin' me, DA think he nailin' me
I had to turn in the goons come and post the bail for me
Still in the Byrd Gang myself, you say Byrd Gang is wealth
And all the liquor stores, man the syzzurp on the shelf
I rose from the dump you see, now it's Dipset, Byrd Gang the company

Take a look into my eyes
And you'll see all the pain the ghetto brings
Take a journey through my soul
And let's roll through the streets of reality

They tell me slow down I'm livin' life fast
See they don't all wanna ride with me
I know it ain't right but this is my life
It's just a piece of my diary, yeah

This is my life we die young 'cause we livin' fast
So I'ma let you read my diary, so I'ma let you read my dairy
This is my life we die young 'cause we livin' fast
So I'ma let you read my diary, so I'ma let you read my dairy

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Po' Nigga Blues - Lyrics - Loyal to the Game - 2pac

Title: Po' Nigga Blues
Album: Loyal to the Game
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Katari Cox, Malcolm Greenridge, Ron Isley, Tupac Shakur, Daryl Anderson, Scott Storch

Lyric:
Scott Storch

Hey, why'd you slang crack?
I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
A nigga gotta pay the fuckin' rent

Crazy, I gotta look at what you gave me
You claimin' I'ma criminal when you the one that made me
They got me trapped in this slavery
Now I'm lost in this holocaust headin for my grave, G
I told Sam, he could fuck the war
And got a busted jaw for sayin', "Fuck the law"
And if you wonder why I'm mad, check the record
What's a nigga gotta do to get respected?

Sometimes I think I'm getting tested
And if I don't say, "Yes" a nigga quick to get arrested
That's the reason I stay zestin'
I keep a vest on my chest incase the cops is getting restless
Walkin' 'round ready to light shit up
And since my life is fucked, some say I'm slightly nuts
Buck, buck is the sound as I move up
Other niggas pay attention when a fool bust

They make a nigga be a killer
I used to be a dealer but they wanted to see who's realer
Now them same motherfuckas wanna murder me
And I wonder if the Lord ever heard of me
I need loot, so I'm doin' what I do
And don't say shit until you've walked in my shoes
There's no other destiny to choose
I had nothing left to lose, so I'm singin' the po nigga blues

Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
A nigga gotta pay the fuckin' rent

Pappa need brand new shoes, but what the fuck can a nigga do
My little boy gotta eat too
So why must I sock a fella? Just live large like Rocafella
And did you ever stop to think? I'm old enough to go to war
But I ain't old enough to drink
Cops wanna hit me with the book, and you're hooked on my
'I don't give a fuck look

Makin' rules, I'ma break 'em, no matter how much you make 'em
You show me bacon, I'ma take 'em
So don't you ever tempt me, I'm a fool for mine, nigga
And my pockets stay empty
To my brother in the barrio
You're livin' worse then the niggas in ghetto so
I give a fuck about your language or complexion
You got love for the niggas in my section

You got problems with the punk police
Don't run from the chumps, get the pump from me
We ain't free, I'll be damned if I played a chip
For a blond haired, blue eyed Caucasian bitch
Down with my home boy, rich
Fuck a snitch and groupie ass bitch
And a nigga with a cellular phone
Leave his baby at home so he can go out and bone
And you wonder why we blazin' niggas
'Cause you punks havin' babies can't raise the niggas
And they damned to be fuck ups too
Drink 40s of brew, singin' the nigga blues

Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Now I'm headin' for the motherfuckin' pen

Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Now I'm headin' for the motherfuckin' pen

Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Why'd you slang crack?
'Cause I had to
Now I'm headin' for the motherfuckin' pen

Yeah
Oo yeah
Oo yeah
Aye, no

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City High Anthem - Lyrics - City High - City High

Title: City High Anthem
Album: City High
Artist: City High
Composer(s): Ryan Toby, Claudette Ortiz, Robby Pardlo

Lyric:
They just gave up on our entire generation
So, we were all pushed to the side
'Cuz we didn't see the world through our teachers eyes
When all we needed was a little bit of motivation
But because we wore our pants saggin' y'all labeled us gangster
And said we wasn't worth the time

There are so many things I never asked you
There are so many things I still don't know
There are so many things you never told me
And still so many things that I will never know
And why, 'cuz I went to city high

A school with more dropouts than sign ups and registrations
Mmm yeah, and the pregnancy rate is at an all time high
We all know why
Now you would think the classrooms the place for mental stimulation
But there's some brothas outside sellin' that stuff
That will really stimulate
Your mind talkin' bout gettin' high

There are so many things you never showed me
There are too many things you let slip by
How can I face a world that doesn't know me?
A world that doesn't care whether I live or die
And why, 'cuz I go to city high

So, we don't need your education
We don't want no pacifier
We are the leaders of your nation
We're gonna make sure the world survives
There ain't no justice there's just us
What happened to the meaning of 'in God we trust'
So as we get older and our children grow up
We ain't gonna teach them what y'all showed us

There's too many babies dyin' before they're born
Lord ain't that the truth
Too many young ladies cryin' with a daddy in the house
But not a father in the home
Now y'all know there's a difference
And what about all our young soldiers being led astray
By this negative music
What happened to the Isaac Hayes, and the Curtis May field's
And all the Marvin Gayes?
Man we really need 'em today

And there were so many things that needed explaining
But you said it was too late for me to learn
You were suppose to be my shelter when it was rainin'
But instead you left me out here all alone
So I gotta make it on my own

We don't need your education
We don't want no pacifier
We are the leaders of your nation
We're gonna make sure the world survives
There ain't no justice there's just us
What happened to the meaning of 'in God we trust'
So as we get older and our children grow up
We ain't gonna teach them what y'all showed us

The people who did believe, what we could do to change our future
You knew the world was in our hands, help build them strong
So they can withstand, all the pressures, all the war, all the prejudice
And the others who were sure we couldn't fight the stress in life
For those of you who didn't believe us
Listen to my words for you, listen to your children sing to you

We don't need your education
We don't want no pacifier
We are the leaders of your nation
We're gonna make sure the world survives
There ain't no justice there's just us
What happened to the meaning of 'in God we trust'
So as we get older and our children grow up
We ain't gonna teach them what y'all showed us

We don't need your education
We don't want no pacifier
We are the leaders of your nation
We're gonna make sure the world survives
There ain't no justice there's just us
What happened to the meaning of 'in God we trust'
So as we get older and our children grow up
We ain't gonna teach them what y'all showed us
City High

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Show Business - Lyrics - A Tribe Called Quest

Title: Show Business
Artist: A Tribe Called Quest
Composer(s): Joe Kirkland, Skeffington V. Anselm, J Davis, Johnny Flippin, Derek Murphy, A Muhammad, Lorenzo Dechalus, Bill Curtis, Murphy Taylor

Lyric:
Let me tell you 'bout the snakes, the fakes, the lies
The highs at all of these industry shing-dings
Where you see the pretty girls
In the high animated world

Checkin' for a rapper with all the dough
If you take a shit, they want to know
And if you're gonna fall, they won't be around, y'all

So you still wanna do the show business?
And you think that you got what it takes?
I mean you really gotta rap and be all that
And prepare yourself for the breaks, check it out

Do you wanna be in the business? The business
The ups and downs with the hoes, the business
Always gettin' fronted on at shows, the business
People gotta stick their nose in the business

Yo, I gotta speak on the cesspool
It's the rap industry and it ain't that cool
Only if you're on stage or if you're speakin' to your people
Ain't no-one your equal

Especially on the industry side
Don't let the games just glide
Right through your fingers, you gotta know the deal
So Lord Jamar speak because you're real

They're givin' you the business and puttin' on a show
You're a million dollar man, that ain't got no dough
But you got a ho tickets, backstage to a show
Sedated and at that fact they elated

Time pass and your ass say, "Where's my loot?"
The reply is a kick in the ass from a leg and a boot
All you wanna do is taste the fruit
But in the back they're makin' fruit juice

You ask for slack and wanna get cut loose from the label
Not able 'cause you signed at the table
For a pretty cash advance, now they got a song and dance
That you didn't recoup, more soup wit' ya meal?
'Cause this is the real when you get a record deal and I say

Aw, shucks, look what the cat hauled in
It's Phife Dawg from A Tribe Called Quest, let me begin
Like Chuck D, I got so much trouble on my mind
'Bout these no-talent artists gettin' signed, they can't rhyme

And if that ain't bad, you got bootleggers
Goin' out like suckers, motherfuckers
Feel it's time that I let loose the lion
And if not that then I'll commence to head flyin'

Seems in '91 everybody want a rhyme
And then you go and sell my tape for only dollar 5.99
Please nigga, I've worked too hard for this
No more will I take the booty end of the stick

Bogus brothers makin' albums, when they know they can't hack it
'Cause they lyrics is played like 8-Ball jackets
Now tell me, I can't tear it up
Go get yourself some toilet paper 'cause your lyrics is butt

Do you wanna be in the business? The business
People can't walk a straight line in the business
Some of these brothers can't rhyme in the business
Aiyo, I'm tryna get mine, the business

The party scene is cool but then again it's all the same
You see the same faces but at different places
When you're up and ridin' high, everything is palsy-palsy
Get a million pounds and all the skins give you hugs

Well, that's cool, I can dig it, it really ain't my bag
Prefer to max on the side and let my pants sag
"Oh, he's a cutie", yeah, real cute
But I wasn't that cute when I didn't have no loot

Although I hit a pound of herbs, I'm still nice with the verbs
So fuck what you heard
The born cipher, cipher master makes me think much faster
But critics still continue to plaster

My name and discredit my fame
All that shit is game
And I don't really give a damn
Eat from the tree of life and throw away the verbal ham

Well, excuse me, I gotta add my two cents in
Don't be alarmed, the rhyme was condensed in
A matter of minutes, so it must be told
All that glitters' not gold

Everybody wants a deal, help me make a demo
See my name in bright lights, ride around in a limo
My moms keeps beefin', ?Boy, get a job"
But I wanna make jams, damn, I know I'll slam

Huh, well it's not that easy
You gotta get a label that's willin' and able
To market and promote and you better hope
For what? That the product is dope

Take it from Diamond, it's like mountain climbin'
When it comes to rhymin', you gotta put your time in
Get a good lawyer, so problems won't pile
You don't wanna make a pitch that's wild

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You Know What It Is - Lyrics - On Top of Our Game - Dem Franchize Boyz

Title: You Know What It Is
Album: On Top of Our Game
Artist: Dem Franchize Boyz
Composer(s): Vaushaun Brooksand, Jamall Willingham, Bernard Leverette, Gerald Tiller, Maurice Gleaton

Lyric:
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?

Diamonds on my wrist on my chest and on my ear lob
DFB bitch, you know what it is hoe, got money to burn
Smoke purple for days, keep a nice trim Steve Harvey sportin' the yaze
Got the worst tooth and I don't even got to touch it nigga
From Detroit back to the A all in Kentucky nigga

I'm the man with the plan
Hell I'm the real deal, this shit ain't no game
And you know what the deal is, impact from them gats and doms
Get pealed instant attacks with the macks and niggas get killed
You know how shit is? You know shit is real?
It's just DFB ATP and Adam ville, yeah

You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?

These niggas know that we ain't playin' 4 5 with the beam, man
A shot will would put a top back like a sardine can
I can't stop won't stop servin' these fiends, man
You know what it is hoe they go for 18, man

I'm servin' these customers 'cuz me I'm a hustler
I'm connected like 4 got more pull then tug a war
I got it for cheap you purses can't match mine
I'm plug like stick 'em cord connected like fetch line

And still in the trap with my bum in the mail slot
Posted on the curb get mail like a mail box
So fuck wicha boy 'cos you'll play less
And I'm shipin' out packages like ups

You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?

It's that same young nigga stand out till it's all gone
That same young nigga on the grind while y'all gone
You know what it is with the same hood mind frame?
Use it if I pull it man I'm chewing it when I'm am snipping it

They say I can't change nigga, you don't want to fuck with me
All up on your blitz because I'm busting it if your rushing it
Think twice for what go with your first instinct
Blink lights gone, nigga ain't no time to think

I'm gonna do you something wrong like George Plad
Weak man have your ass gone by the end of the week, man
The block is like a fork lift I tried to told ya
Don't get your head twisted lift it off your shoulders

You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?

And you know what it is got me bustin' at your other dude
They say I'm the shit so get your boy a toilet stool, a toilet stool
I make the pounds and the ounces move keep a louder beat
Drop threw your spot like it's fast food, bad food

Straight grippin' on the wood nigga a nigga signed again
They kept the studio in the hood nigga, I'm young fly and flashy
Linted small ballin' earnin G's pushin' all the weight soon in my hood
They call me Hercules and I represent my click so a nigga betta act cool

They know who a nigga wit because my charms and my tattoos
Now you know what it is and you know my name hoe
It's like EA Sports because it's all in the game hoe

You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?

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One More Day - Lyrics - Glenn Lewis

Title: One More Day
Artist: Glenn Lewis
Composer(s): Glenn Ricketts, Vidal Davis, Andre Harris

Lyric:
I told her, deeper than the deepest ocean
Vast as the universe, high like any mountain top
Put your world in reverse
Ain't nothing in these words rehearsed

So maybe we can make a first
Let me begin with a simple phrase
I'm a sinner for lovin' you the way I do
Life's been peaks and valleys with winds of change
Still loving you was all the same

I never believed that love could be for me
Now I see clearly you were meant for me
And now I know the truth is to be with you
'Cause I know your love will always be there

So maybe if you give me
Maybe just one more day
Find it in your heart to stay
And maybe we can make it
Maybe we can make it right
Or maybe if you hold on

And if you hold on
Maybe give me one more day
Find it in your heart to stay
And maybe make it better
Maybe we can make it right
Or maybe if you hold on

Find out how deep this love can go
'Cause there ain't no guarantee
You leave or stay with me that anyways the right way
But surely we gon' make today, understood

If you would I'll be good
Knowing at times you couldn't stand it
Feeling taken for granted but I'm here to tell you, baby
I ain't going nowhere, I'ma be right here

Best believe, if love is all you need
Ooo, wee, baby, thick like gravy
Ups and downs, highs and lows
Where we'll stop only love knows

So maybe if you give me
Maybe just one more day
Find it in your heart to stay
And maybe we can make it
Maybe we can make it right
Or maybe if you hold on

And if you hold on
Maybe give me one more day
Find it in your heart to stay
And maybe make it better
Maybe we can make it right
Or maybe if you hold on

It ain't gonna be this way
We can work it out if we take our time
You know that it ain't gonna be this way
We can work it out if we take our time

So maybe if you give me
Maybe just one more day
Find it in your heart to stay
And maybe we can make it
Maybe we can make it right
Or maybe if you hold on

And if you hold on
Maybe give me one more day
Find it in your heart to stay
And maybe make it better
Maybe we can make it right
Or maybe if you hold on

So if you give me
Maybe just one more day
Find it in your heart to stay
And maybe we can make it
Maybe we can make it right
Or maybe if you hold on

And if you hold on
Maybe give me one more day
Find it in your heart to stay
And maybe we can make it
Maybe we can make it right
Or maybe if you hold on

One more day
One more day
One day
One more day
One more day
One day

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Then Ya Gone - - Lyrics - Chapter II - Ashanti

Title: Then Ya Gone -
Album: Chapter II
Artist: Ashanti
Composer(s): Irving Lorenzo, O'Kelly Isley, Ashanti Douglas, Ernie Isley, Ronald Isley, Christopher Jasper, Andre Parker, Rudolph Isley, Marvin Isley

Lyric:
Well, well, well, well
Hello baby

For one day ya here
And then ya gone

I'm waking up to anotha day it's amazing it's gettin' crazy
'Cuz why I wonder how I stuck this out I got this touch this pain
And may be this might just be my prayers be
As in these strange ways stuck in these strange nights

'Cuz if ya hood like mine hood yur good
'Cuz the world is the ghetto we gone go get locked upped
Ya'll go get ya hussle on and ya struggles on one day
Ya here and then the next day ya gone

One day ya here baby
And then ya gone
(Next day ya gone)

One day ya here baby
And then ya gone
(Next day ya gone)

One day ya here baby
And then ya gone
(Next day ya gone)

One day ya here baby
And then ya gone
(Next day ya gone)

See, everyday we complain about lil' ups and downs
We needa be thanking the Lord that we're still around
You'll never ever know
When it is your time to go and

I know its hurtin' so bad when we lose people that we love
Gotta use that example and try and straighten up
You gotta live everyday as if its ya last one
So one minute ya here and the next day ya gone

One day ya here baby
And then ya gone
(Next day ya gone)

One day ya here baby
And then ya gone
(Next day ya gone)

One day ya here baby
And then ya gone
(Next day ya gone)

One day ya here baby
And then ya gone
(Next day ya gone)

See lately I wake up in the morning wanting to cry
I bend my knees and I raise my head up into the sky
And sometimes I just can't fight my
Feelings I have inside

See I always wished that you would be here right by my side
How bad I told you I love you so much before you die
I knew you couldn't and wouldn't be here for very long
So one minute ya here and the next day ya gone

One day ya here baby
And then ya gone
(Next day ya gone)

One day ya here baby
And then ya gone
(Next day ya gone)

One day ya here baby
And then ya gone
(Next day ya gone)

One day ya here baby
And then ya gone
(Next day ya gone)

See, what I mean for ya oughta know
That livin' life can come and go
Ya gotta face reality
I want the world to sing with me

Sometimes the world that we live in
Don't seem so fair or forgiven
See these streets are hard to survive in
'Cuz all day you see people dyin'

And I pray that one day we all see
That life ain't promised to you
And life ain't promised to me
Never forget this and be clear
We don't know how long we gon' be here

We're gon', so gon'
I know, you know
Yeah, I'm gonna lie, lie, lie

One day ya here baby
And then ya gone
(Next day ya gone)

One day ya here baby
And then ya gone
(Next day ya gone)

One day ya here baby
And then ya gone
(Next day ya gone)

One day ya here baby
And then ya gone
(Next day ya gone)

Don't leave me baby
I know, you know
Know, know, know, know, know, know
Yeah, yeah

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