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Monday, August 16, 2010

Walking To You - Lyrics - Everything But The Girl

Title: Walking To You
Artist: Everything But The Girl
Composer(s): Ben Watt

Lyric:
I met your boyfriend on St. Martin's Lane
He said, "Fancy running into you again"
We talked a minute or so, then he turned to go
And I walked into the crowd again

And the morning was a different place
In every passerby, I saw your face
Love leaves a lonely ghost with one thought uppermost
Is this the case in every case?

Am I walking to you? Am I walking to you?
In everything that I do, am I just walking to you?

It was seven years ago to the day
You rang my house and we met halfway
We walked 'round Leicester Square and sat through being there
And every moment I of it, I replay

And I was desperate for love to be pure
Though what that meant, I never was sure
You spent your time on me, I took it willingly
And I made you trust in literature

Am I walking to you? Am I walking to you?
In everything that I do, am I just walking to you?
I just don't know what to do

I just don't know what to do, I just don't know what to do
In everything that I do, am I just walking to you?
I just don't know what to do, I just don't know what to do
In everything that I do, am I just walking to you?

I just don't know what to do, am I walking to you?
I just don't know what to do, am I walking to you?
I just don't know what to do, am I walking to you?
I just don't know what to do, am I walking to you?

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Friday, August 20, 2010

One Step Closer To You - Lyrics - Yell Fire! - Michael Franti

Title: One Step Closer To You
Album: Yell Fire!
Artist: Michael Franti
Composer(s): Michael Franti

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Lyric:
I've been down for far too long
Till my faith was nearly gone
I never knew somebody just like you
Could be a friend I could call my own

Till I let go of a broken heart
I let go to an open heart
I let go of my broken dreams
I let go to the mystery

And I believe in the miracles
I believe in the spiritual
I believe in the one above
I believe in the one I love

And take one step closer to you
I just take one step closer to you
And even when I've fallen down
My heart says follow through
I take one step closer to you

I never meant to hurt you, no
And you never meant to hurt me too
But it seems like you always do

And even though I'm scared sometimes
If ever see you fallen down
I will be the one that's there for you

So I let go of a broken heart
I let go to an open heart
I let go of my broken dreams
I let go to the mystery

And I believe in the miracles
I believe in the spiritual
I believe in the one above
I believe in the one I love

And take one step closer to you
I just take one step closer to you
Even when I've fallen down
My heart says follow through
I take one step closer to you

I'm walking, I keep on walking to you
I keep on walking to you
I'm walking, I keep on walking to you
I'm walking and I'm never going to stop now

I just take one step closer to you
I just take one step closer to you
I take one step closer to you
And it don't stop, I take one step closer to you

I just take one step closer to you
I just take one step closer to you
Even when I've fallen down
My heart says follow through

I'll take one step closer
I'll take two steps closer
Just take one step closer to you
I just take one step closer to you

And even when I've fallen down
My heart says follow through
I take one step closer to you

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Monday, August 16, 2010

Want To - Lyrics - Hall &Amp; Oates

Title: Want To
Artist: Hall &Amp; Oates
Composer(s): Sara Allen, Alan Gorrie, Daryl Hall, Tom Wolk

Lyric:
Hey, hey

Baby, you?re only a sleeping beauty for a little while
Hoping no prince heats up your day
That you could be lonely all this time is unbelievable
Playing deaf and dumb, just afraid

Gotta be high when you're walking on fire if you want to
Gotta be cool when you're breaking the rules because you want to
Gotta be strong, really got to move on, I know you want to
Gotta be true, you do what you do because you want to
Don't you want to? And you wanna babe, I know you

Go with your urges, holding back is just a puppy show
You don't need no bebop to play
Whatever you think your friends might say is immaterial
What they don't know might show you the way

Gotta be high when you're walking on fire if you want to
Gotta be cool when you're breaking the rules because you want to
Gotta be strong, yeah you carry on, I know you want to
Gotta be true, you do what you do because you want to
Don't you want to? You know you want to, oh baby

Because it feels right, because it don't bite, hey, c'mon

Now, that you've found your way around, you want to run to me
Hey, don't waste no time
See that sleeping beauty waking up beside-a me
Making me feel so good just to see you smile

Gotta be high when you're walking on fire if you want to
Gotta be cool when you're breaking the rules because you want to
Gotta be strong, really got to move on, I know you want to
Gotta be true, you do what you do because you want to

Gotta desire when you're walking on fire, I know you want to
Gotta be free when you're walking with me, don't you want to?
Maybe it?s time to do what you do because you want to
Gotta be high when you're walking on fire

Don't you want to, baby? Don't you want to?
Don't you want to, baby? Don't you want to?
(I want to)
Don't you want to, baby? Don't you want to?
(I want to)
Don't you want to, baby? Don't you want to?

(Hey, hey)
Don't you want to, baby? Don't you want to?
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Don't you want to, baby? Don't you want to?
(Don't you want to?)
Don't you want to, baby? Don't you want to?
(Don't you want to?)
Don't you want to, baby? Don't you want?

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Walking To Do - Lyrics - Ted Leo & The Pharmacists

Title: Walking To Do
Artist: Ted Leo & The Pharmacists
Composer(s): Theodore Leo

Lyric:
Won't you take me
Where my feet feel happy in their own time
And the cathedral of reason let's the bells chime
And the lightning is fine?

I'm old enough to know
That people waiting on some big sign
Should quit their waiting on the divine
Divine is what's in your mind

I've seen the cruel and hard
And I've seen them hard on you
But I'll buy you brand new shoes if you cross to my side
There's a whole lot of walking to do

And if we're near or far
From our city by the sea-side
Well, as long as we keep our stride
I believe we'll be fine

You've seen the years roll on
And you've seen me roll with you
I see the road is long, so get on my side
There's a whole lot of walking to do

And if we stay on our feet
We'll make it in our own time
And though the road has got some steep climbs
I believe we'll be fine

From your house to my house, to the mews
There's a whole lot of walking to do
Bethnal green to the tube
There's a whole lot of walking to do

Aoyama to Shobuya
There's a whole lot of walking to do
Rock Creek Park, to the ave and on past the zoo
There's a whole lot of walking, whole lot of walking to do

Well I'm here and you're here
And it's true, there's a whole lot of walking to do
And you're cool and I'm cool
And it's true, there's a whole lot of walking to do

There's no fuss and I trust
I trust you, there's a whole lot of walking to do
And you're strong and I can be too
There's a whole lot of walking to do

And you do and I do
There's a whole lot of walking to do

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Friday, August 20, 2010

A Song For Skye - Lyrics - Open Letter - Case

Title: A Song For Skye
Album: Open Letter
Artist: Case
Composer(s): Case Woodard, Ray Watkins

Lyric:
You know a man could never truly understand
The beauty of a woman
Until he takes part in making one
I love you, Skye, I love you
My sunshine, you're my life, you're my life, you are

You are my reason
Girl, I sing this song to you
I love everything about you
You are my reason
Girl, I sing this song to you
I love every little thing about you

Sitting here thinkin' 'bout you, girl
And what you mean to me
And how long it took me to believe
How much you really change my life, oh yeah
In your eyes I can see the sunshine
Girl, I'm so happy, you're all mine

You are the reason, my sun shines
Why everything seems just fine
Your daddy's so proud of you
And all the little things you do
Sometimes I ask my God why
He blessed me with you, Skye
Just know that you were made from love
And give thanks above

You are my reason
Girl, I sing this song to you
I love everything about you
You are my reason
Girl, I sing this song to you
I love every little thing about you

I was walking 'round lost for oh so long
Till little lady came my way
And it made me say
That I love you unconditional, baby
'Cause now I'm whole, you're in my soul
All I do is think about you, baby

You are the reason, my sun shines
Why everything seems just fine
Your daddy's so proud of you
And all the little things you do
Sometimes I ask my God why
He blessed me with you, Skye
Just know that you were made from love
Give thanks above

You are my reason
Girl, I sing this song to you
I love everything about you
You are my reason
Girl, I sing this song to you
I love every little thing about you

You're in my prayers every night
Asking God to keep you, yeah
Safe in His arms, it's alright
Pretty little mama

You are my reason
Girl, I sing this song to you
I love everything about you
You are my reason
Girl, I sing this song to you
I love every little thing about you

You are the reason, my sun shines
Why everything seems just fine
Your daddy's so proud of you
And all the little things you do
Sometimes I ask my God why
He blessed me with you, Skye
Just know that you were made from love
Give thanks up above

You are my reason
Girl, I sing this song to you
I love everything about you
You are my reason
Girl, I sing this song to you
I love every little thing about you

You are my reason
Girl, I sing this song to you
I love everything about you
You are my reason
Girl, I sing this song to you
I love every little thing about you

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Saturday, August 21, 2010

Forgiven - Lyrics - Ten Thousand Fists - Disturbed

Title: Forgiven
Album: Ten Thousand Fists
Artist: Disturbed
Composer(s): Dan Donegan, Mike Wengren, David Draiman

Lyric:
Forgiven to me, you're forgiven to me
You're just another dead man living to me
Forgiven to me, you're forgiven to me
How can you let a dead man live?

Forgiven to me, you're forgiven to me
You're just another dead man living to me
Forgiven to me, you're all giving to me
How can you let a dead man live?

Forgiven to me, you're forgiven to me
You're just another nightmare walking to me
You weren't dreaming of me, now you're giving to me
How can I let a nightmare live?

To be purified in fire
Anesthetic for the pain
As the final words erupt from your mouth
Who will remember your name?

Forgiven to me, you're forgiven to me
You're just another dead man living to me
Forgiven to me, you're all giving to me
How can you let a dead man live?

Forgiven to me, you're forgiven to me
You're just another nightmare walking to me
You weren't dreaming of me, now you're giving to me
No longer will the nightmare live

To be purified in fire
Anesthetic for the pain
As the final words erupt from your mouth
Who will remember your name?

Walking the line that the world has drawn
Fighting for balance, alone in the dark
Will you carry the burden, the world has grown?
Will you destroy everything in your sight?
You alone can give this one more try
You alone can bury me tonight

To be purified in fire
Anesthetic for the pain
As the final words erupt from your mouth
Who will remember you now?
Who will remember your name?

Remember your name
Remember your name
Remember your name

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

U R Ghetto 2002 - Lyrics - Kardinal Offishall

Title: U R Ghetto 2002
Artist: Kardinal Offishall
Composer(s): Jason D Harrow, Karl Amani Wailoo

Lyric:
Take it low, low, low, yo, yo, yo
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When the money you got is dead wrong
It's royalties from biting Kardinal's song
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you thinkin' you a star
And you're waiting in line at the back for drinks at the bar

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you try to do a ghetto song
Of your own down coming out down south
You thought Kardinal wouldn't buss you in your mouf
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you think you number one with the flow
And you shoutin' out yourself on the radio

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When the polo that you rock
Is on sale at TJ Max from you head to your socks
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you stuck inside a jail
And them Gators on your feets cost more then your bail

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you think you represent
But them niggas in the street ain't spendin' a red cent
Ain't tryin' to buy your single, nigga, hell no!
If you dubbin' this right now 'stead of buyin' my album
You're

(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think you a star
Flossin' on the street in the rental car
(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think that you?re nice
But the opposite don't look twice
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're ghetto)
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When your boys push crack
And you buyin' crack from them so you can go smoke out back
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When your moms part of your crew
And your nigga's hanging out to get closer to her too

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When I don't know who you are?
But nigga I know your name 'cause I can read it on your chain
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya, rapping along
And ya can relate to the rhyme I'm spittin' in the song

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya best clothes, is your dress clothes
And dress is Paco jeans and jelly slippers, namean?
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya askin' for some cigarettes
'Cause you can't afford hash to mix with that weed in your stash

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you tryin' to get your flirt on
And that cock blockin' nigga got the same Gucci shirt on
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you own two cars
And you need ten from me to buy drinks at the bar

(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think that you're fly
But the home girls walk right by
(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think ya got clout
But your hair weave keeps fallin' out
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're ghetto)
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O

Yo, you know you ghetto
When you bring home your boys
And your auntie's lookin' at your crew like they sex toys
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When your brothers paid from jugglin'
And you driving his Range, talking 'bout nigga we strugglin'

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya sittin' down in class
And dang, a cockroach went and crawled out ya book bag
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya tried to rap like DMX
And you get your breddren to do you video
Because you can't afford little X

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When rap is part of your dream
But you can't stay out past one 'cause your mom runs your street team
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya savin' to buy a key
But your grand pop is still on the corner pushin' that weed

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you know you not Jamaican
But your clothes say Tommy Sean John nigga you fakin'
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya like every other brotha
Rappin' loud, walking down the street tryin' to be discovered

(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think you a star
Flossin' on the street in the rental car
(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think that you?re nice
But the opposite don't look twice
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're ghetto)
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're ghetto)

Going out, to that home girl
And the house niggas
Burlington co-factory [unverified]
Know what I'm saying? You're ghetto!
And by the way you are biting

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Don'T Fight The Feelin' - Lyrics - Life Is... Too Short - Too $Hort

Title: Don'T Fight The Feelin'
Album: Life Is... Too Short
Artist: Too $Hort
Composer(s): J Brown, A Forte, J Goins, Kevin Mccord, Todd Anthony Shaw

Lyric:
Say hoe, yeah you
Can I ask you a question
You like to fuck?
Oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that
Will you like to make love?

I saw you walking down the street and I had to stop
Turn up the radio and drop the top
I see you look so good, and your so fine
Young tender, would you be mine

I get you in my car, drive you to my house
'Cuz I'm a mack, I cold turn you out
I wont ask and I sure won't beg
Reach right over and rub your leg

I let my hand slide between your miniskirt
Slip a finger in your panties, straight go to work
What time is it, don't watch the clock
Lay back, baby doll and I'll rock the cock

Funky Fresh I am, and I always can, Freak Nasty
I'm the man, I take you out to the finest restaurant
Buy you any damn thing that you want

You want flowers, I'll buy your ass a rose
But later on you're coming off with them pantyhose
You want gold, girl what's next
It's me and you, doing the sex

So now you know I'm just a freak
Give it up baby, I can't wait two weeks
I want it all, don't say I won't
Get it girl, now I'm telling you don't

Nigga please, you provoke no feeling
You must've forgot the girls of whom you're dealing
We haven't the urge to get busy
Like those dizy lizys who used to dance for you, your through

I can't put it more blunt, your vocab is restricted
You're addicted to the words you inflicted
Time after time, line after line
Talking 'bout the bitches that are on your mind

Do they call you Short because of your height or your weight?
Diss me boy, I'll hang your balls from a cliff
Wrapped around a slinky, your a dinky
It's an easy task, to the corner 'cause the curb didn't want your ass

Your name is 'Yuck Mouth', you don't brush
Gotta cover your mouth like this
They call you 'Yuck Mouth'
You refuse to brush, no sweetheart you can keep that kiss

You're a freak with no tale
You have no ass, class, you can't pass, your simply trash
You're a typical nigga, the kind you don't take home
[Incomprehensible] tights and Barbie from the dangerous zone

Like a short dogg that carries fleas
You make my ass itch, twitch, don't you wish you could scratch it
And grab it like you want it
The name fits 'cause your all up on it

Get mad if you want, I won't front
When it's time to hump, won't be no punk
Roll your ass over and tap the butt
Too $hort, baby all in them guts

I'm not your ABC, from the alphabet
Every letter I'll write'll get your pussy wet
It's just a freaky note, from me to you
At the bottom I signed it Playboy II

I'm a player, bitch, I thought you knew
Like every other nigga in my crew
I bump hoes, now it's your turn
Tell me young tender when will you learn

I cold mack like pimps you know
Won't sell you dope or sell you blow
Just your average everyday straight bump up bitch
My gold rings come from spitz

Look, baby, you know what I want
You're acting like it's that time of the month
Are you bleeding, can't think about sex
Irritated by your Kotex

We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I'll pull out my dick, bitch, you can suck
Now here, don't say I won't
Get it, girl, now I'm telling you don't

Punk, I'm not a tease, I'm not a skeezer
And most definitely not a dick pleaser
You dreaming and scheming and fiending for my lust
You don't have enough, for you I feel disgust

Wait, small thing I hate
For goodness sakes, if I wanted someone small I would masturbate
I'm not talking 'bout your height, weight or what you dream
When I say too short, you know what I mean

You see, I need man, not a boy to approach me
Your lame game, really insults me
Your name is Too Short or shall I say 'Too Skinny'
If size were money honey, you wouldn't have a penny

Little boy, you're not a player, I'm your savior
To try to get at me shows your bodacious behavior
I have to sit on my feet to come down to your level
Your mother should have hung you, from her umbilical cord

If she would have known your mission
Okay little boy, here's a proposition
You wanna bit of danger, step you to my zone
You call yourself a dogg, thatz how I'll send you home

With your tail between your legs, screeching and whining
Jealous of you got some, nigga please you're lying
Cause I fight the feeling, that would have to be one
And mathematically, me plus you equals none

I am the rapper that they call 4 tay
I'm gon' tell you like my homie Short Dogg would say
Hoes in the world, trying to play it sweet
Knowing damn well that they wanna freak

Some do this for maybe a week
And then it's cool to get up under the sheets
Trying to work that thang but she said no
That's about as far as it's going to go

So I toss and turn to make it loose
Finally she feels the act right juice
Some of you hoes say, "Oh, that's nasty"
Back of your coat say sweet and sassy

24 deep, that's how you sleep
Undercover freak every day of the week
You see some of you freaks just need to quit it
Playing that role like you ain't with it

The rest of you freaks just won't admit it
Especially when you know just who can get it
Ain't nobody tripping 'cuz I know I'm right
You could be black or you could be white

For a black girl it really don't take too long
But a white girl's always tryin' to turn ya on
With a little squeze, but it's just a tease
Give her some time, she'll be on her knees

Then I'll pick her up, so I can work the butt
Baby, I just wanna try to bust a nut
But don't get me wrong 'cause you started it all
Coming to my house in a camisole

But when it's time for me to shove
Then you front on all that love
First you said that I deserve it
Now you fight, don't want to serve it

Gave it some time, so make up your mind
Don't fight the feeling, it's time to unwind
You was talking 'bout you gunna give my some
But I'm Rappin' 4 Tay, it don't make me numb

Yeah man, the little hoes got ill
So now it's time to get way to real
I know they never have some real dick
They need to quit talking that childish shit

You wanna rank hoe, go get your bank hoe
My little dick'll have you screaming though
Because when it comes to sex, you don't know what's up
You're still playing that finger fuck

See I'm a grown man, I bust some young cock out
I like big butts, not big mouths
I know some little girls'll break you down in bed
Pull your drawers down, give you some head

But little girl, you wanna have some fun
You better go to magic mountain 'cuz your way too young
So at this point, I can't really say shit
Ain't dropping no lines, I'll just call you a bitch, beyotch

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Walking Through The Fire - Lyrics - Come on Come On - Mary Chapin Carpenter

Title: Walking Through The Fire
Album: Come on Come On
Artist: Mary Chapin Carpenter
Composer(s): Mary Chapin Carpenter

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Lyric:
When you set a match to your heart
Fueling it with bitterness and doubt
That's the place that once it starts
No amount of tears can put out

I know you're scared, but no one's spared
When you play with matches

You got me walking through fire
You got me walking through fire

Maybe you've been burned by lovers
Maybe you've been scarred by the pain
But baby, I'm not like the others
Drawing moths to a flame

Spite is like a spark, crackling in the dark
Consuming all it catches

And you got me walking through fire
You got me walking through fire, to get to you
Got me walking through fire
You got me walking through fire

You can see the toll it's taking
You can feel the faith it's shaking
You can hear the heart it's breaking now

Baby, I've been burned by the fever
I've been scorched by desire
Baby, I am not your deceiver
Or your eloquent liar

Your jealous heart, is tearing us apart
Turning love to ashes

When you got me walking through fire
You've got me walking through fire to get to you
Got me walking through fire
You've got me walking through fire

You've got me walking through fire
You've got me walking through fire
As the flames shoot higher
You got me walking through fire, walking

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Monday, August 9, 2010

Holy Water - Lyrics - Holy Water - Bad Company

Title: Holy Water
Album: Holy Water
Artist: Bad Company
Composer(s): Terry Thomas, Brian Howe

Lyric:
Hey

In my life, there's been changes
But nothing seems to satisfy me the way you do, no
You make it easy, the way you please me
When ever I get close to you
All this temptation, I can't see wrong from right
It's a new sensation, mama, you know I'm blinded by the light

Feels like I'm walking on holy water
Feels like I'm walking on sacred ground, baby, yeah
Feels like, you know that I've been walking on holy water
Every time that you come 'round, yeah

You were all I ever wanted
I never had a girl in my life till I met you, darlin', hey
Got a certain feeling, you got my senses reeling, yeah
Whenever I get close to you

You're my salvation
I found you just in time
You're my one temptation, mama
You know I can't believe you're mine

Feels like I'm walking on holy water
Feels like I'm walking on sacred ground, baby, yeah
Feels like, you know that I've been walking on holy water
Every time that you come 'round, hey

Ooh yeah, it's funny how it seems like yesterday
Lovin' of the first degree
One word was all I heard you say to me, baby
It's funny what you've done to me
Just wanna see you run to me

Wanna see you run, yeah

Yeah, this temptation, I can't see wrong, wrong from right
It's a new sensation, mama, you know I'm blinded by the light

Feels like I'm walking on holy water
Feels like I'm walking on sacred ground
Feels like, you know that I've been walking on holy water
Every time that you come 'round, yeah, yeah

Feels like, you know Ive been walking on holy water
Feels like, you know I've been walking on sacred ground
Feels like, you know that I've been walking on holy water
Every time that you come 'round, yeah

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, oh oh

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Special Girl - Lyrics - Journey Of A Gemini - Donell Jones

Title: Special Girl
Album: Journey Of A Gemini
Artist: Donell Jones
Composer(s): Noel Absolam, Donell Jones, Richard Smith

Lyric:
I'm looking for that special girl, that special girl

All ya single ladies that look out for me
I'm the hottest single nigga to step on the scene
Got the East side rockin'
Got the Midwest talking
Got the dirty South bouncin'
Got the West crip walking

The type a nigga that you wanna roll with, baby
Don't get it twisted thinkin' I'm a sugar daddy
You can look like Halle with an ass like JLo
And a smile like Janet but that's not enough

You may think that I'm trippin', take a minute and just listen
It ain't all about sex 'cause I can always get that
I'm a million dollar nigga, need a million dollar woman
Met this chick named Yvette and this what she said

I can give you everything you need
I can be your freak, even cook and clean
If that's all you got then you cannot get it
'Cause I got a chef who can cook all my dinners

I'm looking for that nigga who ain't cheap
Take me shopping every week
I play this game for keeps

If that's how you get down, it's a wrap and your finished
There ain't no use in me gettin' your digits
I'm looking for that special girl

You're looking for me, I'm waiting on you
To bring your loving to me
Come give it to me, I'm waiting on you
Bring your loving to me, I got what you need

I'm looking for that special girl
You're looking for me I'm waiting on you
To bring your loving to me
Come give it to me, I'm waiting on you
Bring your loving to me, I got what you need

Check it out now
So I found out that Yvette can't give me what I need
So I hooked up with this chick, we call her Beverley
Had a trump tight body, drove a chrome 600
With them big wheels gunnin', man, this girl was on it

Type of chick that drop a platinum card for me
Just to show this down ass nigga that her pockets deep
And the sex was blazin' and her brain was crazy
Lingerie type lady, still that's not enough

You may think that I'm trippin', take a minute and just listen
It ain't all about sex, it's what's in your head
I'm a million dollar nigga, need a million dollar woman
I won't settle for less and Beverley said, oh yeah

I just gotta have you close to me
I'll watch you while you sleep
You will never leave, boy
[Incomprehensible] it is somethin' I just can't do it
Girl, I can't be with you every minute

I got plenty niggas sweatin' me
And I been sweatin' you so what's a girl to do?
Don't try to deny, your mental there's a sickness
Baby, I'm out, it's a wrap and you're finished

Looking for that special girl
You're looking for me, I'm waiting on you
To bring your loving to me
Come, give it to me, I'm waiting on you
Bring your loving to me, I got what you need

Said, I'm looking for that special girl
You're looking for me, I'm waiting on you
To bring your loving to me
Come, give it to me, I'm waiting on you
Bring your loving to me, I got what you need

I said, I've been looking
You're looking for me, I'm waiting on you
To bring your loving to me
Come, give it to me, I'm waiting on you
Bring your loving to me, I got what you need

You're looking for me, I'm waiting on you
To bring your loving to me
Come, give it to me, I'm waiting on you
Bring your loving to me, I got what you need

Said, I'm searching
You're looking for me, I'm waiting on you
To bring your loving to me
Come, give it to me, I'm waiting on you
Bring your loving to me, I got what you need

Look out what I want
You're looking for me, I'm waiting on you
To bring your loving to me
Come, give it to me, I'm waiting on you
Bring your loving to me, I got what you need

Look out what I want
You're looking for me, I'm waiting on you
To bring your loving to me
Come, give it to me

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Live To Regret - Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

Title: Live To Regret
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Dave Hall, G Spivey, Gilbert Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Ha, ha, ha, uh, yeah, yeah
While we hit you with another one of them
Old phenomenal shits
Nineteen-ninety-six, that nigga comes through
With another one of them fucking ill ones
Busta Rhymes in the place to be, Flipmode Squad
Y'all motherfuckers keep it right here
You know how it's going down, son
Blow the spot up, one shot, yo, check it out

Aeiyo son, I get busy each and every day
Freaky different shit make you bounce around your way
So many niggas just fade away
Talking shit on mics with nothing to say
When I display freaky bump shit you wanna say
Hit you off, make you and your peoples wanna stay
Yo, who be that nigga that be coming through?
That's me, I'll take the mics just overview

Ha, who, ha, tell me just what you wanna do
Hit with more shit that make you feel brand new
Steady solid gold posting like Marilyn Macu
Suckers suffocating till their faces turn blue
You don't have a clue of the proper number of my crew
How we shoot the spit-shine on niggas like a pair of shoes
Any time you wanna set it off
I'ma make sure that you all live to regret it

Don't you do something that will catch up with you
Watch your back before you die
Don't you do something that you live to regret
Or feel the heat so bad, baby
Don't you do something that will catch up with you
Watch your back before you die
Don't you do something that you live to regret
Or feel the heat so bad, baby

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, huh, yo
I be the absolute wicked and that's your first warning
When you start falling, my name you will be calling, who's that?
You wake up to every single morning, that's me
Busta Rhymes with the loudest talking
Living to regret, what they did to you, stay talking
Talking shit, you better watch how you be walking
Coming through so that you all can really see

Rhyme after me, bring you back to reality
Ha, check your self nigga, just count from one to three
Then I hit you off with another new stylee
A-hee, A-hee-hee, dedicated to MC's
Break you off something with so much new ferocity
So hot, I will burn off your calories
Chase you all down like I was your worst enemy
Better believe this nigga set it
Fuck around and I'ma make sure that you all live to regret it

Don't you do something that will catch up with you
Watch your back before you die
Don't you do something that you live to regret
Or feel the heat so bad, baby
Don't you do something that will catch up with you
Watch your back before you die
Don't you do something that you live to regret
Or feel the heat so bad, baby

Yo, yo, yo, yo
I be that nigga that you can't see
Breaking shit down in all actuality
All y'all niggas who misbehave
Better count your blessings or make your grave
Uh, this goes out to all the ones who talk trash
Bring the noise nigga, we will bust your ass
If you really wanna set it off
I'ma make sure that you all live to regret it

Don't you do something that will catch up with you
Watch your back before you die
Don't you do something that you live to regret
Or feel the heat so bad, baby
Don't you do something that will catch up with you
Watch your back before you die
Don't you do something that you live to regret
Or feel the heat so bad, baby

Don't you do something that will catch up with you
Watch your back before you die
Don't you do something that you live to regret
Or feel the heat so bad, baby
Don't you do something that will catch up with you
Watch your back before you die
Don't you do something that you live to regret
Or feel the heat so bad, baby

Don't you do something that will catch up with you
Watch your back before you die
Don't you do something that you live to regret
Or feel the heat so bad, baby
Don't you do something that will catch up with you
Watch your back before you die
Don't you do something that you live to regret
Or feel the heat so bad, baby
...

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Friday, August 6, 2010

Walking The Dog - Lyrics - Roger Daltrey

Title: Walking The Dog
Artist: Roger Daltrey
Composer(s): Rufus Thomas

Lyric:
Baby back, dressed in black
Silver buttons all down her back
High hose, tippy toes
She broke the needle and she can sew

Walking the dog
I'm just a walking the dog
If you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
C'mon now c'mon

I asked her mother for fifteen cents
I see you ever jumped the fence
I jumped so high, touched the skies
Didn't get back until a quarter to five

Walking the dog
I'm just a walking the dog
If you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
C'mon c'mon now

Tell me Mary, what's your twelve
How does your garden grow
What with silver bells and cockle shells
And pretty maids all in a row

Walking the dog
I'm just a walking the dog
If you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
C'mon now c'mon

Baby back, dressed in black
Silver buttons all down her back
High hose, tippy toes
She broke the needle and she can sew

Walking the dog
I'm just a walking the dog
If you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
C'mon now c'mon

Yeah, j-j-just a walking
Uh, j-j-just a walking
Uh, j-j-just a walking
Now, if you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
C'mon now c'mon

If you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
C'mon now
If you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
C'mon

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Rock Bottom - Lyrics - Slim Shady LP - Eminem

Title: Rock Bottom
Album: Slim Shady LP
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Mark Bass, Marshall Mathers, Jeff Bass

Lyric:
Ah yeah, yo!
This song is dedicated to all the happy people
All the happy people who have real nice lives
And have no idea whats it like to be broke as fuck

I feel like I'm walking a tight rope without a circus net
I'm popping perkasets, I'm a nervous wreck
I deserve respect but I work a sweat for this worthless check
'Bout to burst this tech at somebody to reverse this debt

Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged, full of venom and rage
Especially when I'm engaged
And my daughter's down to her last diaper, that's got my ass hyper
I pray that God answers, maybe I'll ask nicer

Watching ballers while they flossing in their pathfinders
These overnight stars becoming autograph signers
We'll all goin' to blow up and leave the past behind us
Along with the small fry's and average half pinter's

While playa haters turn bitch like they have vaginas
'Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us
Money will brainwash you and leave your ass mindless
Snakes slither in the grass spineless

That's rock bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That's rock bottom
When you want something bad enough to steal
That's rock bottom
When you feel like you have had it up to here
'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear

That's rock bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That's rock bottom
When you want something bad enough to steal
That's rock bottom
When you feel like you have had it up to here
'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear

My life is full of empty promises and broken dreams
I'm hoping things will look up but there ain't no job openings
I feel discouraged hungry and malnourished
Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished

And I'm sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay
I'm tired of being hired and fired the same day
But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game, play
'Cause when we die we know were all going the same way

It's cool to be player but it sucks to be the fan
When all you need is bucks to be the man plus a luxury sedan
Too comfortable and roomy in a six
But they threw me in the mix with all these gloomy lunatics

Walk around depressed and smoke a pound of ses a day
And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today
My daughter wants to throw the ball but I'm too stressed to play
Live half my life and throw the rest away

That's rock bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That's rock bottom
When you want something bad enough to steal
That's rock bottom
When you feel like you have had it up to here
'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear

That's rock bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That's rock bottom
When you want something bad enough to steal
That's rock bottom
When you feel like you have had it up to here
'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear

There's people that love me and people that hate me
But it's the evil that made me this backstabbing, deceitful and shady
I want the money, the women, the fortune and fame
That means I'll end up burning in Hell scorching in flames

That means I'm stealing your checkbook and forging your name
Just lifetime bliss for eternal torture and pain
'Cause right now I feel like just hit the rock bottom
I got problems, now everybody on my blocks got 'em

I'm screaming like those two cops when Tupac shot 'em
Holding two Glocks, I hope your doors got new locks on 'em
My daughter's feet ain't got no shoes or sock's on 'em
And them rings you wearing look like they got a few rocks on 'em

And while you flaunting them I could be taking them to shops to pawn them
I got a couple of rings and a brand new watch, you want 'em?
'Cause I never went gold of one song
I'm running up on someone's lawns with guns drawn

That's rock bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That's rock bottom
When you want something bad enough to steal
That's rock bottom
When you feel like you have had it up to here
'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear

That's rock bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That's rock bottom
When you want something bad enough to steal
That's rock bottom
When you feel like you have had it up to here
'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear
That's rock bottom

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Walking On Sunshine - Lyrics - Katrina &Amp; The Waves

Title: Walking On Sunshine
Artist: Katrina &Amp; The Waves
Composer(s): Kimberley Rew

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Lyric:
I used to think maybe you loved me
Now, baby, I'm sure
And I just can't wait 'til the day
When you knock on my door

Now every time I go for the mailbox
Gotta hold myself down
'Cause I just can't wait 'til you write me
You're coming around

Now I'm walking on sunshine
I'm walking on sunshine
I'm walking on sunshine
And it's starting to feel good, hey
All right now
And it's starting to feel good

I used to think maybe you loved me
Now I know that it's true
And I don't wanna spend my whole life
Just a waiting for you

Now I don't want you back for the weekend
Not back for a day, no, no, no
I said, baby, I just want you back
And I want you to stay

I'm walking on sunshine
I'm walking on sunshine
I'm walking on sunshine
And it's starting to feel good, hey
All right now
And it's starting to feel good
Yeah, oh, yeah
And it's starting to feel good

Walking on sunshine
Walking on sunshine

I feel alive, I feel a love
I feel a love that's really real
I feel alive, I feel a love
I feel a love that's really real

I'm on sunshine, baby
I'm on sunshine, baby

I'm walking on sunshine
I'm walking on sunshine
I'm walking on sunshine
And it's starting to feel good, hey
All right now
And it's starting to feel good
I say it, I say it, I say it again, now

And it's starting to feel good
Oh, yeah
And it's starting to feel good
Starting to feel good
I say it, I say it, I say it again, now

And it's starting to feel good
And it's starting to feel good
Now tell me, tell me tell me again now
And it's starting to feel good

Oh, yeah
And it's starting to feel good
Starting to feel good
Starting to feel good

Now it's starting to feel good
And it's starting to feel good
And it's starting to feel good
And it's starting to feel good

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Come Talk To Me - Lyrics - Forever My Lady - Jodeci

Title: Come Talk To Me
Album: Forever My Lady
Artist: Jodeci
Composer(s): Devante Swing

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Lyric:
Been watching you for a long time
You look so good, got my eyes on you

I've been watching you for so very long
Trying to get my nerve built up to be so strong
I really want to meet you but I'm kind of scared
'Cause you're the kind of lady with so much class

I get my thoughts together for the very next day
But when I see you lady, I forget what to say
Your eyes and hair, such a beautiful tone
The way you dress and walk, it really turns me on
Ooh, you really turn me on, come on, come on, come on

Come & talk to me, I really wanna meet you
Can I talk to you? I really wanna know you
Come & talk to me, I really wanna meet you
Can I talk to you? I really wanna know you
Oh, oh oh oh oh

There you are again with the same smile each day
I wanna know what it is that makes me feel this way?
I wish I could grab you, tell you what it means to me
To see you walking by my way, it really makes my day

Before I go to sleep and dream about you
I'm a single man, I hope that you are single too
Why do I seek something to set my mind free
'Cause curiosity is buggin' the hell out of me, yeah baby
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me, baby

Come & talk to me, I really wanna meet you
Can I talk to you? I really wanna know you
Come & talk to me, I really wanna meet you
Can I talk to you? I really wanna know you

I wanna know, you wanna tell me your name
Let me play your game
I wanna know, you wanna tell me your name
Let me play your game
I really want you

Come & talk to me, I really want, I really want
I really want, I really want to know you
Come & talk to me, I really want, I really want
I really want, I really want to know you

Come & talk to me, I really want, I really want
I really want, I really want to know you
Come & talk to me, I really want, I really want
I really want, I really want to know you

I wanna know, you wanna tell me your name
Let me play your game
I wanna know, you wanna tell me your name
Let me play your game

I wanna know, you wanna tell me your name
Let me play your game
I wanna know, you wanna tell me your name
Let me play your game

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Shook Ones Pt Ii - Lyrics - The Infamous - Mobb Deep

Title: Shook Ones Pt Ii
Album: The Infamous
Artist: Mobb Deep
Composer(s): Kejuan W Muchita, Albert J Johnson

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Lyric:
To all the killers and a hundred dollar billas
For real dealers that ain't got no feelings
Check it out now

I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous, you heard of us
Official White folks murderers
My mobb comes equipped with warfare, beware
Of my crime family who got nuff shots to share
For all those who wanna profile and pose
Rock you in your face, stab your brain with your nose bone

You all alone in these streets, cousin
Every man for their self in this land, we be gunnin'
And keep them shook crews runnin' like they supposed to
They come around but they never come close to
I can see it inside your face, you're in the wrong place
Cowards like you just get their whole body laced up
With bullet holes and such

Speak to wrong words man and you will get touched
You could put your whole army against my team
And I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathin'
Your simple words just don't move me, you're minor, we're major
You all up in the game and don't deserve to be a player

Don't make me have to call your name out
Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate
I'm only nineteen but my mind is old
And when the things get for realm my warm heart turns cold
Another figga deceased, another story gets told
It ain't nothin' really, hey, yo dun spark the Phillie

So I can get my mind off these yellow backed niggas
Why they still alive, I don't know, go figure
Meanwhile back in L.A., the foundation
If I had to die, couldn't choose a better location
When the slugs penetrate you feel a burning sensation
Getting closer to God in a tight situation
Now, take these words home and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be about you

Son, they shook 'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look
You shook, there's ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look

You shook 'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
You scared to death, you scared to look
You shook, there's ain't no such things as halfway crooks
You scared to death and scared to look

Livin' the life with the diamonds and guns
There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds
Some get shot, locked down and turn nuns
Cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones
You ain't a crook son, you just a shook one

There's a war goin' on outside, no man is safe from
You can run but you can't hide forever
In these streets that we done took
You walking with your head down scared to look
You shook 'cause there ain't no such thing as half way crooks
There never around when the beef cooks
And my part of town is similar to Vietnam
Now we all grown up and hold heavy on the cops control

You better have the right gear ready
Tryin' back me and get rock steady
By the mac one double, I'll touch you
Leave you with not much to go home with
My skin is thick 'cause I be up in the mix of action
If I'm not at home puffin', lie, relaxin', I lay got a nigga depress
So I wear a stuff [Incomprehensible] underneath my gest
In the life filled with diamonds and guns

There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds
But some get shot, locked down and turn nuns
Cowardly hearts say straight up, shook ones
You shook

There's ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, you scared to look, to shook
There's ain't no such things as halfway crooks
You scared to death, you scared to look, to shook

There's ain't no such things as halfway crooks
You scared to death, you scared to look, to shook
There's ain't no such things as halfway crooks
You scared to death, you scared to look, to shook

You ain't a crook son, you just shook one
You ain't a crook son, you just shook one
Just shook one

You ain't a crook son, you just shook one
Just shook one

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Shook Ones (Freestyle) - Lyrics - Free Agents: The Murda Mixtape - Mobb Deep

Title: Shook Ones (Freestyle)
Album: Free Agents: The Murda Mixtape
Artist: Mobb Deep
Composer(s): Kejuan W Muchita, Albert J Johnson

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Lyric:
To all the killers and a hundred dollar billas
For real dealers that ain't got no feelings
Check it out now

I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous, you heard of us
Official White folks murderers
My mobb comes equipped with warfare, beware
Of my crime family who got nuff shots to share
For all those who wanna profile and pose
Rock you in your face, stab your brain with your nose bone

You all alone in these streets, cousin
Every man for their self in this land, we be gunnin'
And keep them shook crews runnin' like they supposed to
They come around but they never come close to
I can see it inside your face, you're in the wrong place
Cowards like you just get their whole body laced up
With bullet holes and such

Speak to wrong words man and you will get touched
You could put your whole army against my team
And I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathin'
Your simple words just don't move me, you're minor, we're major
You all up in the game and don't deserve to be a player

Don't make me have to call your name out
Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate
I'm only nineteen but my mind is old
And when the things get for realm my warm heart turns cold
Another figga deceased, another story gets told
It ain't nothin' really, hey, yo dun spark the Phillie

So I can get my mind off these yellow backed niggas
Why they still alive, I don't know, go figure
Meanwhile back in L.A., the foundation
If I had to die, couldn't choose a better location
When the slugs penetrate you feel a burning sensation
Getting closer to God in a tight situation
Now, take these words home and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be about you

Son, they shook 'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look
You shook, there's ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look

You shook 'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
You scared to death, you scared to look
You shook, there's ain't no such things as halfway crooks
You scared to death and scared to look

Livin' the life with the diamonds and guns
There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds
Some get shot, locked down and turn nuns
Cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones
You ain't a crook son, you just a shook one

There's a war goin' on outside, no man is safe from
You can run but you can't hide forever
In these streets that we done took
You walking with your head down scared to look
You shook 'cause there ain't no such thing as half way crooks
There never around when the beef cooks
And my part of town is similar to Vietnam
Now we all grown up and hold heavy on the cops control

You better have the right gear ready
Tryin' back me and get rock steady
By the mac one double, I'll touch you
Leave you with not much to go home with
My skin is thick 'cause I be up in the mix of action
If I'm not at home puffin', lie, relaxin', I lay got a nigga depress
So I wear a stuff [Incomprehensible] underneath my gest
In the life filled with diamonds and guns

There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds
But some get shot, locked down and turn nuns
Cowardly hearts say straight up, shook ones
You shook

There's ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, you scared to look, to shook
There's ain't no such things as halfway crooks
You scared to death, you scared to look, to shook

There's ain't no such things as halfway crooks
You scared to death, you scared to look, to shook
There's ain't no such things as halfway crooks
You scared to death, you scared to look, to shook

You ain't a crook son, you just shook one
You ain't a crook son, you just shook one
Just shook one

You ain't a crook son, you just shook one
Just shook one

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