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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Goin' Outta Business - Lyrics - Grown & Sexy - Babyface

Title: Goin' Outta Business
Album: Grown & Sexy
Artist: Babyface
Composer(s): Daryl Simmons, Kenneth Babyface Edmonds

Lyric:
You can take your Usher CD, I'ma take my Luther with me
You can take Jaheim, I'd let you take my Pendigrass
You can keep that ghetto chain, betta leave that diamond ring
You might as well get used to it, no more wearing it

You can tell your friends things won't be like they was before
All your flossing, all the shopping I was paying for
You can act like, you ain't sorry now
But I know I'm going to be missed when it all comes down to this

We're going out of business, shutting down the doors
Every thing's on clearance, closing up the store
Don't act like you don't hear it, don't act like you don't know
We're going out of business, everything must go

Betta pay your cable bill, come on girl, let's be for real
You're the one that had to have your Oprah and your Dr. Phil
Don't you touch that sofa bed, girl, you know I paid for it
Can't have you and him on it up there having sex

You can tell your friends I'm not why we not down no more
You can tell them it is not what I was wishing for
You can act like, you're not sorry now
Girl, I know I'm going to be missed when it all comes down to this

We're going out of business, shutting down the doors
Every thing's on clearance, closing up the store
Don't act like you don't hear it, don't act like you don't know
We're going out of business, everything must go

We're going out of business, counting down the days
No terms and no conditions, you'll find no stage
Don't act like you ain't with it, don't act like you don't know
We're going out of business, everything must go

You can take them stupid lies, put them where the sun don't shine
Take them to the girlfriend that put all the shit inside your mind
Even if you apologized, too late, we're out of time
We're almost out, we're almost out, yes

We're going out of business, shutting down the doors
Every thing's on clearance, closing up the store
Don't act like you don't hear it, don't act like you don't know
We're going out of business, everything must go

We're going out of business, counting down the days
No terms and no conditions, you'll find no stage
Don't act like you ain't with it, don't act like you don't know
We're going out of business, everything must go

We're going out of business, shutting down the doors
Every thing's on clearance, closing up the store
Don't act like you don't hear it, don't act like you don't know
We're going out of business, everything must go

We're going out of business, counting down the days
No terms and no conditions, you'll find no stage
Don't act like you ain't with it, don't act like you don't know
We're going out of business, everything must go

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

We Don'T Know Where We'Re Going - Lyrics - Split the Difference - Gomez

Title: We Don'T Know Where We'Re Going
Album: Split the Difference
Artist: Gomez
Composer(s): Benjamin Joseph Ottewell, Oliver James Peacock, Paul Blackburn, Ian Thomas Ball, Thomas William Gray

Lyric:
The operation's on, movin' forward
We don't know where we're goin'
But we're on our way

So raise the alarm, movin' forward
We don't know where we're goin'
We're goin' our own way

So move away from home, it's happening
We don't know where we're goin'
But we're on our way

Pack up anything you own, it's happening
We don't know where we're goin'
We're goin' our own way

If we're gonna survive, we gotta let go of you
I'm sorry that it took me so long
To open up and tell you the truth

The operation's on, movin' forward
We don't know where we're goin'
But we're on our way

So raise the alarm, movin' forward
We don't know where we're goin'
We're goin' our own way

If we're gonna survive, we gotta let go of you
I'm sorry that it took me so long
To open up and tell you the truth

If we're gonna survive, we gotta let go of you
I'm sorry that it took me so long
To open up and tell you the truth

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Living Room - Lyrics - Kish Kash - Basement Jaxx

Title: Living Room
Album: Kish Kash
Artist: Basement Jaxx
Composer(s): Simon Ratcliffe, Felix Major Buxton

Lyric:
All your heads bobbing
Do your body popping
Keep yourself dreaming
Come and let me hear you scream

People gonna hurt you
People will desert you
Come into my living room
Let me take all your clothes off

Why you got that face?
When's it gonna happen?
When you got that face?
It might be too late

Come on all you, loners
Cloners and stoners
Heads that are steaming
Life with no meaning

People leave you hungry
They rob all your money
Come into to my living room
Let me take all your clothes off

Why you got that face?
When's it gonna happen?
When you got that face?
It might be too late

Why you got that face?
When's it gonna happen?
It could be the end of the world
And we don't know where we're going

And we don't know where we're going
And we don't know where we're going
And we don't know where we're going

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

One Big Fiesta - Lyrics - Harlem World

Title: One Big Fiesta
Artist: Harlem World
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, Stason Betha, Pharrell Williams, Jamal Aziz, Lionel Richie, Michael Foster

Lyric:
All out, we don't stop, we don't don't stop
All out, we don't stop, we don't don't stop
All out, make it hot, don't stop, c'mon
C'mon, Harlem World make it hot, don't stop c'mon
All out, all out

Yo, yo, I'm the perfect example of a chick that's classy
Flashy, sassy, papparazzi don't harrass me
Move too swift for y'all chicks to pass me
Anything y'all wanna know, come ask me

How come when I'm in the street or a open place
Everybody scopin' Stase like I got a open case
Anything you gotta say to me, you can say to me, it's Baby Stase
The more I make, the more they hate

See, I might as well admit it, everybody wanna hit it
'Cuz I got a clean record not to mean you see me naked, check it
I don't know what's wrong with these cats
It's 'bout to be a setback in this game called rap, see

I was once told, Harlem World don't fold
We 'bout to drop a flow the world can hold
Seem like while I'm seeing Platinum, everybody sayin' gold
The world really see what happens when my click unfold

We're going to party, fiesta
And stay fly, foreva
C'mon, c'mon, Harlem World
Can't go wrong

We're going to party, fiesta
And stay fly, foreva
C'mon, c'mon, Harlem World
Can't go wrong

Yo, Harlem World is who I'm runnin' wit', yeah, honeys wit' it
See the size of my money clip? Now, I'm on the funny tip
I know you hate me, hate Mase, 'cuz you make papes
And got girls in like 48 states

But kickin' the women who wear the straight face
While y'all cats wild out and 'bout to get a rape case
But why player hate? 'Cuz I sex girls and they say I'm great
You bust one tank, can't even stay awake

Not now, we gon' talk on a later day
What you think? You can hold Blink?
I got a gold link with more ice than cold drinks
So, playa get to that, and keep your chick in tact

She says your sex was whack, 'cuz I'd twist her back
And every time I kick my rap, man I stick to facts
But when my trees wasn't sellin'
I switch to Jack, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon

We're going to party, fiesta
And stay fly, foreva
C'mon, c'mon, Harlem World
Can't go wrong

We're going to party, fiesta
And stay fly, foreva
C'mon, c'mon, Harlem World
Can't go wrong

Yo, yo, yo, I need a wifee, chipped up lightly
You stay in the thong, I'm ma stay where the ice be
Indian givin', got Caribbean women
Willin' to have everything like me and my children

So, dear, front of the billin'
Hundreds in the ceiling, tank tops in the drop
'Cuz I'm one of them villain
Cook for me, come open a book for me

Shook the key, your whole look hooked me
With her legs tied up, eggs sunny side up
No cash in the stash, get that money right up
See, all girls love me, can't get nothing from me

I stay in the Mall, spendin' rich chicks' money
Tricked on her friend so her friend wanna fuck me
That one named Huddy, W dot Huddy, W dot Huddy
W dot Huddy, W dot Huddy, W dot Huddy

We're going to party, fiesta
And stay fly, foreva
C'mon, c'mon, Harlem World
Can't go wrong

We're going to party, fiesta
And stay fly, foreva
C'mon, c'mon, Harlem World
Can't go wrong

Bad Boy, Suave House
Yeah, kid, Harlem on the rise
And you don't want no problem with us guys
Neptune, keep the beat bangin'

Uh, you don't stop
Queen Bee, Junior Mafia
What, what, what, what, what
All out, all out, all out, all out

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Wait For An Answer - Lyrics - Blind Guardian

Title: Wait For An Answer
Artist: Blind Guardian
Composer(s): Hans Juergen Kuersch, Andre Olbrich

Lyric:
I cannot say that I don't care
'Cause I'm aware of everyone and everything
They're everywhere

Don't be a fool, stop spinning around, spinning around
You're right, it ain't safe here
Start using your brain, your brain

The cautious hare cannot be seen as a coward
He's simply aware, he constantly knows what's going on
That the wheel of life turns on, it won't hold on

Silent creature, filthy teacher's
Spreading the disease, a release
A vanished kingdom falls
It goes on on and on and again it goes on

Round and round
Oh, I can't get it out of my head

Wish I'd be a bird of prey
A pure and a blessed
A hawk who could ease the pain

Don't look back, tell me is it where you belong
A place in the dark, a song without hope
Don't look back, tell me is it where you belong
Oh, I wait for an answer, so far

Don't look back, tell me is it where you belong
I will wait for an answer, so far
Don't look back, tell me is it where you belong
I will wait, yes, I will wait, don't look back

We're the last descendants in the line of valiant soldiers
We're mistreated angels, we are the blackbird nation
We're the chosen ones, we're the last descendants
We're a tribe of unsung glory, we are the fallen angels

Well, the time is right
You shall be on my side

I don't, I don't, I don't need anyone
Be with or be against me
I'm white, I am chosen

There is not the slightest, doubt it all
Not at all, in lower airs
We're ground down by their ignorance

Hate will grow like a foul cancer
To find a foe seems to be the answer

Round and round
Oh, I can't get it out of my head

Wish I'd be a bird of prey
A pure and a blessed
A hawk who could ease the pain

Don't look back, tell me is it where you belong
A place in the dark, a song without hope
Don't look back, tell me is it where you belong
Oh, I wait for an answer, so far

Don't look back, tell me is it where you belong
I will wait for an answer, so far
Don't look back, tell me is it where you belong
I will wait, yes, I will wait, don't look back

Don't be a fool, stop spinning around, spinning around
Don't move it ain't safe here
They've stained holy grounds, oh no

The hopeful he sadly admits
There's no hero no place to hide
There is no shelter from the storm
The maddened crow will spread terror
But I know bitterly they will stumble
Find themselves smashed on the ground

Don't look back, tell me is it where you belong
A place in the dark, a song without hope
Don't look back, tell me is it where you belong
Oh, I wait for an answer, so far

Don't look back, tell me is it where you belong
I will wait for an answer, so far
Don't look back, tell me is it where you belong
I will wait, yes, I will wait, don't look back

It's you who has said there's no tomorrow
I don't know but who I am, I wouldn't sit back any longer
It's surely built in sadness but the sadness surely will go by
So we will all know the answer, the answer's within
It's in your mind

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Knocked Up - Lyrics - Because of the Times - Kings Of Leon

Title: Knocked Up
Album: Because of the Times
Artist: Kings Of Leon
Composer(s): Matthew Followill, Caleb Followill, Jared Followill, Nathan Followill

Lyric:
I don't care what nobody says
We're gonna have a baby
Taking off in a Coup De Ville
She's buckled up on Navy

She don't care what her momma says
No, she's gonna have my baby
Taking all I have to take
This takin' is gonna shape me

People call us renegades
'Cause we like living crazy
We like taking on the town
'Cause people's getting lazy

I don't care what nobody says
No, I'm going to be her lover
Always mad and usually drunk
But I love her like no other

And the doctor says he don't know
Where we gonna go?
I'm a ghost and I don't think I quite know
Where we're gonna go? Where we're gonna go?

People call us renegades
'Cause we like living crazy
We like taking on this town
'Cause people's getting lazy

I don't care what nobody says
No, I'm going to be her lover
Always mad and usually drunk
But I love her like no other

And her daddy says he don't know
Where we gonna go?
I'm a ghost and I don't think I quite know
Where we gonna go? Where we gonna go?
Where we gonna go? Where we gonna go?
Where we gonna

People call us renegades
We like taking on this town
And I don't care if you don't win

I don't care what nobody says
We're gonna have a baby
Taking off in a Coup De Ville
She's buckled up on Navy

She don't care what her mama said
No, she's gonna have my baby
I'm taking all I have to take
'Cause takin' is gonna shape me

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Where I Stand - Lyrics - Raheem Devaughn

Title: Where I Stand
Artist: Raheem Devaughn
Composer(s): Raheem Devaughn, Pete Kuzma

Lyric:
Should we just be friends, should we draw a line
Should we siege the times, take this thing further?
Or should we just pretend that love ain't closing in
Like I don't recognize, like you don't realize?

We're drawn to one another
Friends or lovers, it's time we choose
So fuck what your girls say and what my boys say
Don't even matter, all that matters now

Now that we've come this far
I need to know what's going to be your position,
Baby, listen, tell me where I need to stand in your life
Now that we've come this far
I need to know what's going to be my position
Baby, listen, tell me where I need to stand in your life

To watch you fly away like doves do
And crush me, I need you
This air I breathe, like the tree's and leaves
We go together like hand in glove

So don't pretend that love ain't closing in
That I don't recognize that you don't realize
That were drawn to one another, friends or lovers
Girl, we gotta choose right now

Now that we've come this far
I need to know what's going to be your position
Baby, listen, tell me where I need to stand in your life
Now that we've come this far
I need to know what's going to be my position
Baby, listen, tell me where I need to stand in your life

Now that we've come this far
I need to know what's going to be your position
Baby, listen, tell me where I need to stand in your life
Now that we've come this far
I need to know what's going to be my position
Baby, listen, tell me where I need to stand in your life

I wanna take this further, I'm talkin' 'bout commitment
Our whole life, girl, I'm with it, I wanna put a title on this love
I hope you ain't feeling pressured but that just can't measure
To the way I feel about you and I love you
And I don't ever wanna let you go

Now that we've come this far
I need to know what's going to be your position
Baby, listen, tell me where I need to stand in your life
Now that we've come this far
I need to know what's going to be my position
Baby, listen, tell me where I need to stand in your life

Now that we've come this far
I need to know what's going to be your position
Baby, listen, tell me where I need to stand in your life
Now that we've come this far
I need to know what's going to be my position
Baby, listen, tell me where I need to stand in your life

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Monday, August 23, 2010

Any Road - Lyrics - Brainwashed - George Harrison

Title: Any Road
Album: Brainwashed
Artist: George Harrison
Composer(s): George Harrison

Lyric:
Give me that plenty of that guitar

For I've been traveling on a boat and a plane
In a car on a bike with a bus and a train
Traveling there, traveling here
Everywhere in every gear

But, oh Lord, we pay the price
With the spin of the wheel with the roll of the dice
Ah yeah, you pay your fare
And if you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there

And I've been traveling through the dirt and the grime
From the past to the future through the space and the time
Traveling deep beneath the waves
In watery grottoes and mountainous caves

But, oh Lord, we've got to fight
With the thoughts in the head with the dark and the light
No use to stop and stare
And if you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there

You may not know where you came from
May not know who you are
May not have even wondered
How you got this far

I've been traveling on a wing and a prayer
By the skin of my teeth, by the breadth of a hair
Traveling where the four winds blow
With the sun on my face, in the ice and the snow

But, ooh wee, it's a game
Sometimes you're cool, sometimes you're lame
Ah yeah, it's somewhere
If you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there

But, oh Lord, we pay the price
With the spin of the wheel with the roll of the dice
Ah yeah, you pay your fare
If you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there

I keep traveling around the bend
There was no beginning, there is no end
It wasn't born and never dies
There are no edges, there is no sides

Oh yeah, you just don't win
It's so far out, the way out is in
Bow to God and call him Sir
But if you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there

And if you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there
If you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there

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Thursday, July 29, 2010

Big Chair - Lyrics - Travis

Title: Big Chair
Artist: Travis
Composer(s): Andrew Dunlop, Francis Healy

Lyric:
And you know that I heard everything about you
And that's why it's quite hard to get through this alone
You're the only one I can talk to about it
In my darkest night, I will be on my own

These walls that we climb
Are hard to recognize
They fall when I say your name

Here we go, fast and slow
On the big chair
But we don't know where we're going
On the big chair

Don't you know it's hard, quite in the time of confusion?
To tell you that I love you
You see it could have been me instead of you
It could have been me if I wanted to
But it wasn't, so we'll have to face the truth

And these walls that we climb
Are hard to recognize
They fall when I say your name

Here we go, fast and slow
On the big chair
But we don't know, where we're going
On the big chair

Time to pull the shutters down
Breaking clouds don't make a sound
When they come

Here we go, fast and slow
On the big chair
But we don't know where we're going
On the big chair

Big chair, big chair, big chair
Big chair, big chair, big chair

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

6 Minutes Of Pleasure - Lyrics - Mama Said Knock You Out - Ll Cool J

Title: 6 Minutes Of Pleasure
Album: Mama Said Knock You Out
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): J T Smith, M Williams

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Lyric:
I know why you're here
I ain't sayin' nothin'

Aiyyo baby I know why you're here
I know what you're doing, I can see it in your eyes
You're up to somethin', I know what it is
But we're still cool and we can socialize

I'm peepin' ya baby I'm holdin' back
I'm not lettin' go 'cause a fool doesn't
Have a shoulder to cry on, so, give me a kiss
And you service whether you like a mister or a miss

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Baby you're my dear I know why you're here
I know why you came I know what you're thinkin'
I know what you need and that's what I've got
You think I'm goin' crazy no I'm not drinking

I know what you want, I made ya want it
Take my hand listen to the man
You have a plan don't even risk it
What do you want a biscuit?

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Six minutes, six minutes
Six minutes, six minutes

Honey, I know what you're up to I know how you're livin'
I know where you go when you leave my house
I know what your dreams are but I dream too
You're with a man you're not with a mouse

I see how you stare I see how you smile
I see right through now act like you knew
I know all about where you been runnin'
Wipe your feet before you come in

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Yeah, that's smooth, let's just sit here and relax
While my man plays the piano for us
Sip somethin' mellow and it's us while you're here
But of course I ain't sayin' nothin'

Okay, now that you know I know you know
That I know you know and that's the move so sit right here
Whisper in my ear caress my chest
And say somethin' smooth but don't forget I'll know what you'll say

Just what I thought I know the routine
I know the routine just what I thought
I know you tell the truth I know you don't lie
Ssh, close your eyes

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

I won't tell if you won't tell
It's cool with me
I know why you're here
I ain't sayin' nothin'

I know why you're here
I know

I ain't sayin' nothin'

I know why you're here
And I'm going nowhere girl
I know why you're here
I ain't sayin' nothin'

I know why you're here
I ain't sayin' nothin'
I know you don't love me
I know why you're here
But I ain't sayin' nothin'

I know why you're here
I ain't sayin' nothin'
I know you don't love me
But I ain't sayin' nothin'
(I know why you're here)
I ain't sayin'

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Eskimo Ride - Lyrics - Ima Robot

Title: Eskimo Ride
Artist: Ima Robot
Composer(s): Alex Ebert, Filip Nikolic, Tim Anderson, Adam Schlessinger

Lyric:
Whether we are together
We weather the party together
It's better, better with the lights off
Manana, we don't know what that means

All aboard

We don't care where we're going as long as we don't arrive
We're all on my bad machine and prove that we are alive
Take us on great adventure drive, Eskimo drive
Party on the Eskimo ride

Either just jagged a dandy
The ether sticks just like candy
We're passing Pluto, Carl Sagan eat your heart out
La negra, we like the way that sounds

La negra, spasiba, fur alles

We don't care where we're going as long as we don't arrive
Keep on my bad machine and live a wonderful life
Take us to happy endings, drive, Eskimo drive
Party on the Eskimo

We don't care where we're going as long as we don't arrive
We're all on my bad machine and prove that we are alive
Take us on great adventure drive, Eskimo drive
Party on the Eskimo ride, have your fun on Eskimo ride

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

A Kiss Is A Terrible Thing To Waste - Lyrics - Meat Loaf

Title: A Kiss Is A Terrible Thing To Waste
Artist: Meat Loaf
Composer(s): Jim Steinman, Andrew Lloyd-Webber

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Lyric:
Ooh if only, ooh if only

If you listen to the night
You can hear the darkness fall
I can barely stand the wait
I can barely stand at all

Come on closer to me now
Like we're sharing the same skin
We gotta get out of this jail
We gotta let the future in

So many things in your life
That you're bound to regret
Why didn't I do that?
Why didn't I do this?

So many chances you've lost
That you never forget
Why didn't I make it?
Why didn't I take it right then?

The loneliest words you'll ever know
If only, if only it was so
The emptiest words that there'll ever be
It could've been me, it could've been me

The loneliest words you'll ever know
If only, if only it was so
The emptiest words that there'll ever be
It could've been me, it could've been me

You'll have to pay for it later
If you don't get it
While it's going for free
Believe me, believe me

A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
It's something that's always been so
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste

And one of these nights
You're gonna show me
That you already know

There's a feast waiting for you
And you've never even gotten a taste
It's later than you think
And a kiss is a terrible thing to waste

You shouldn't tremble when they touch
There's no reason for these fears
It's a promise that was made
We've been promised this for years

I want to show you it all
What to do and where and how
'Cause we'll never be as young as we are right now
Never be as young as we are right now

So many cries in the night
That you try to ignore
Why didn't I do this?
Why didn't I do that?

So many un-answered prayers
So many un-opened doors
Why didn't I take it?
Why didn't I make it come true?

The loneliest words you'll ever know
If only, if only it was so
The emptiest words that there'll ever be
It could've been me, it could've been me

The loneliest words you'll ever know
If only, if only it was so
The emptiest words that there'll ever be
It could've been me, it could've been me

You'll have to pay for it later
If you don't get it while it's going for free
Believe me, believe me

A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
It's something that's always been so
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste

And one of these nights
I'm gonna show you
That you already know

There's a feast waiting for you
And you've never even gotten a taste
It's later than you think
And a kiss is a terrible thing to waste

There's a feast waiting for you
And you've never even gotten a taste
It's later than you think
And a kiss is a terrible thing to waste

Tire tracks and broken hearts
That's all we're leaving behind
It doesn't matter what we lose
It only matters what we're going to find

Tire tracks and broken hearts
That's all we're leaving behind
It doesn't matter what we lose
It only matters what we're going to find

Tire tracks and broken hearts
That's all we're leaving behind
(Let's get away from the past)
It doesn't matter what we lose
It only matters what we're going to find
(So many ways to go fast)

Tire tracks and broken hearts
That's all we're leaving behind
It doesn't matter what we lose
It only matters what we're going to find

Tire tracks and broken hearts
That's all we're leaving behind
It doesn't matter what we lose
It only matters what we're going to find

There's a feast waiting for you
And you've never even gotten a taste
It's later than you think
And a kiss is a terrible thing to waste
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Only Foolin' - Lyrics - Leo Sayer

Title: Only Foolin'
Artist: Leo Sayer
Composer(s): Alan Tarney, Leo Sayer

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Lyric:
Don't be fool
Don't be fool
Fool

Yeah, when we're round at a friend's house
You act so precious and cool
You tell her I'm nothin' special at all
Just somebody who's passing through
Just somebody who's passing through

And here am I tryin' to tell you again
But you just don't understand
We could be somethin' special I know
If you'd only let go, take a chance
You try it just once, take a chance

We're only, we're only, we're only foolin'
(You know that we are)
We're only, we're only, we're only foolin'
(We are)

Tell me what are you gonna do
About a fool who's in love with you?
What are you gonna do?

When we go out on a Saturday night
Feel like I'm stringing along
I ask you where are we going from here
You know but you're not letting on, babe
Know but you're not letting on

Here we are at the crossroads
Between better or worse
You telling me I'm too serious babe
And one of us is gonna get hurt
Why do I always get hurt?

We're only, we're only, we're only foolin'
(You know that we are)
We're only, we're only, we're only foolin'
(We are)

Tell me what are you gonna do
About a fool who's in love with you?
What are you gonna do?

You know that we are, we are
(We're only, we're only, we're only)
Foolin'
You know that we are, we are
(We're only, we're only, we're only)
Foolin'

What are you gonna do
About a fool who's in love with you?
When you know it won't do no good
To keep falling in love with you, I gotta know
I wanna know who's foolin' who, yeah

(We're only)
Foolin', yeah yeah
(We're only)
Foolin'

I wanna know who's foolin' who
(We're only)
Foolin'

(We're only)
Foolin', foolin' around
Foolin' around, yes
(We're only)
Foolin'

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Get On With It - Lyrics - Harry Chapin

Title: Get On With It
Artist: Harry Chapin
Composer(s): Harry Chapin

Lyric:
It seems like two months
'Though I met her tonight
Something just told me
It would work out alright

So I asked her to act out
What was there in our heads
No need for games, babe
Let's hop into bed, that's when I said

"Oh, get on with it
Let's get it done
Life is made up of moments
Let's not miss this one"

"Oh, get on with it
Before it's too late
We know where we're going
There's no, no, no, no need to wait"

But that's when she says
"Let's take it slowly
You don't really know me
If we make it holy

"Maybe it will last
What is your hurry?
You don't need to worry
The one thing we know
Is that time, time, time goes too fast"

Soon, it's working so well
I got her moving in
All the permanent thoughts
Already begin
You see she is the woman

That I want for my wife
I say, "Let's set a date, babe
And get on with our life"
And that's when I said again

"Oh, get on with it
Let's get it done
Life is made up of moments
Let's not miss this one"

"Oh, get on with it
Before it's too late
We know where we're going
There's no, no, no, no need to wait"

But once again she says
"Let's take it slowly
Still you don't know me
If we make it holy
Maybe it will last

What is your hurry?
You don't need to worry
The one thing we know
Is that time, time, time goes too fast"

I don't know what happened
As we moved along
But all of a sudden
It came out all wrong

She said, "It's all over
Let's not drag out the end
If we split up now
Then at least we'll stay friends"
And that's when she said

"Get on with it
You know it's all done
We had our moments
Don't dwell on this one"

"Oh, get on with it
You know it's too late
Oh, yes, it's all over
There's no, no, no, no need to wait"

But that's when I say
"Let's take it slowly
You know how you know me
And once it was holy"

"Don't give up so fast
What is your hurry?
You don't need to worry
The one thing we know
Is that time, time, time goes too fast"

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Why - Lyrics - Coming Home - Lionel Richie

Title: Why
Album: Coming Home
Artist: Lionel Richie
Composer(s): Chuckie Booker, Lionel Richie, Sean Garrett

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Lyric:
It's been this many years
It's been that many tears
And I still have to ask the same question
Why?

Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
When you and me would kiss at night, remember what we tripped like
Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
Now it's so hard to find two words to say

Funny me, funny you, don't have nothing left in common
You wanted me to have your heart now you want it back
What about the promise you made to me?
That you wouldn't trade the key in for no damn reason

And suddenly we're flying high now it's Mayday we're falling fast
You're trying to get lost, I'm trying to pull up and damn I can't say
You said you didn't need me
I really didn't think that you would leave me

Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
When you and me would kiss at night, remember what we tripped like
Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
Now it's so hard to find two words to say

Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night
When we were saying things like where have you been all my life?
Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
Now it's so hard to find two words to say

Now the kids are looking at me like I'm to blame
And no longer got their respect for me, don't want to hear
What I'm saying, I know how it feels to be ashamed
'Cause when I was young I felt that pain too

And I can't say nothing that would 'cause you to make a change
And that's the reason that we're going our separate ways
Then who am I fooling?
What am I doing thinking you love me?

Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
When you and me would kiss at night, remember what we tripped like
Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
Now it's so hard to find two words to say

Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
When we were saying things like where have you been all my life?
Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
Now it's so hard to find two words to say

You would think by this time I would get it right
Know the schemes and the things that make it be right
When you said you could stay no longer
I thought I had just a little more daylight

Like when we use to turn a fight into a good night
I know the things I use to do to make you feel right
I would give in anything for fortune I made
To bring back the days that the feeling was so right

Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
When you and me would kiss at night, remember what we tripped like
Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
Now it's so hard to find two words to say

Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
When we were saying things like where have you been all my life?
Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
Now it's so hard to find two words to say

Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
When you and me would kiss at night, remember what we tripped like
Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
Now it's so hard to find two words to say

Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
When we were saying things like where have you been all my life?
Why don't it feel like it felt on the first night?
Now it's so hard to find two words to say

Why the dreams we had we threw them all away?
Why the dreams we had we let them slip away?
Why the dreams we had we threw them all away?

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Movin' On - Lyrics - Bananarama

Title: Movin' On
Artist: Bananarama
Composer(s): Sarah Elizabeth Dallin, Pete Alan Waterman, Keren Woodward, Mike Stock

Lyric:
You know I'll miss you, when you're gone
And I can't pretend that I know when
Our love started to go wrong

I know we planned to stay together
We just ran into stormy weather
We couldn't see the dark clouds in the sky

But I had no way of knowing
And I don't know where I'm going
But I'm movin' on

We talked it over, we've said it all
But who could say it would be this way
But the writing's on the wall

And now the sun has finally set and
This is where the story ends
We didn't count upon a rainy day

But I had no way of knowing
And I don't know where I'm going
But I'm movin' on

But I had no way of knowing
And I don't know where I'm going
But I'm movin' on

I'm movin' on, I'm movin' on

I know we planned to stay together
We just ran into stormy weather
We couldn't see the dark clouds in the sky

But I had no way of knowing
And I don't know where I'm going
But I'm movin' on

But I had no way of knowing
And I don't know where I'm going
But I'm movin' on

I'm movin' on

But I had no way of knowing
And I don't know where I'm going
But I'm movin' on

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Crazy Maze - Lyrics - I Ain't Movin' - Des'Ree

Title: Crazy Maze
Album: I Ain't Movin'
Artist: Des'Ree
Composer(s): Peter Lord Moreland, Jeff Vernon Smith, Des'Ree Weekes

Lyric:
Money don't make my world go 'round
I'm reaching up for the higher ground
To a warm and peaceful place
I can rest my weary face

Life's answers we're trying to find
Battling inside our minds
Where do I go from here?
Will all my friends be there?

'Cause we're livin', we're livin' in a crazy maze
And we're fighting, we're fighting to rise above the haze
Light's at the end of the tunnel
Sometimes the journey is long
There are many theories
On who's right and who's wrong

Pressure is on I have to choose
I've got nothing to lose
I close my eyes I take a chance
I know there's different days

What's the key to a happy life?
Tell me no, no, no, no
A healthy mind and lots of spice
Running barefoot through the trees
That's my idea of free

'Cause we're livin', we're livin' in a crazy maze
And we're fighting, we're fighting to rise above the haze
Light's at the end of the tunnel
Sometimes the journey is long
There are many theories
On who's right and who's wrong

I've packed my bags, I'm on my way
I don't know where I'm going to stay
I'm on a train bound destiny
I can set my spirit free

'Cause we're livin', we're livin' in a crazy maze
And we're fighting, we're fighting to rise above the haze
Light's at the end of the tunnel
Sometimes the journey is long
There are many theories
On who's right and who's wrong

'Cause we're livin', yes we're livin' in a crazy maze
We're fighting, we're fighting to rise above the haze
Light's at the end of the tunnel
The journey is long
There are many theories
On who's right and who's wrong

'Cause we're livin', yes we're livin' in a crazy maze
And we're fighting, we're fighting to rise above the haze
Light's at the end of the tunnel
The journey may be long
There are many theories
On who's right and who's wrong

'Cause we're livin', oh we're livin' in a crazy maze
We're dying yes we're dying
The journey may be long
And who's to know
When you get there to a row
You got to know

We're livin', yes we're livin' in a crazy maze

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Do You Know - Lyrics - Bad Boy'S Da Band

Title: Do You Know
Artist: Bad Boy'S Da Band
Composer(s): Wyclef Jean, Dylan John, Michael Masser, Lynese Wiley, J Wonder, M Charmin, R Hill, Lloyd Mathis, Charles Strause, Freddrick Watson,Sara Stokes, G Goffin

Lyric:
Y'all hear the guitars
Wyclef is in the building
Puffy came to get me
I have officially made the band
I'm a rock star

Do you know where you're going to
Do you like the things that life is showing you
What are you gonna do, do you know

So where you from? Where chicks rock Air Force One's
Belly shirts tied up and our hair stay done
So where you from? Where they don't rock Air Force One's
We hit the block out the spots holding Air Force guns

So where you from? Philly splitters rock Dickies and boots
A deuce deuce in my tube socks inching the shoe
Man where you from? Where guerrillas don't be messing with cops
You catch a case go on the run and still hugging the block

So what you doing? Big Ballin' money makin' and flossin'
Sean Johnin' you know how we do it in New Orleans
So what you doing? What I'm doing, man I'm doing it big
I'm cockin' it back the mack crack, crackin' your wig

Man what you doing? Man I'm minding my biz
I'm trying to feed my kids I can't starve dog I need my rib
Yo what you doing? Shuttin' broads down believe me
On my grind all night 'cause your girl is greedy

Do you know where you're going to
Do you like the things that life is showing you
What are you gonna do, do you know

All I know somebody better have my money
If being broke is a joke, I don't find that funny
All I know that chicks better respect my gangsta
I'm far from your mother but I still will spank ya

All I know is this project living and sh
What could you tell me if you ain't never been in this here
All I know, my flow put me through better doors
And bought two gold pedals for that Bentley Azure

Please, don't give up, on your life
Ghetto child, it's alright

The sun will come out tomorrow
Even though we grindin' down in the ghetto
But so we go and so we go

When the sun come out to shine I'd be so ready for die now
Forgive me for my sins but I still holding me nine-ah
VIP looking for another man for rob now
Just another way for escape Riker's Island

I'm gonna prove to these dudes I can get me a Coupe
Without snatching you out of yours with that steam on you
I wanna prove, I'm a superstar my rims sitting on Shaquille O'Neals
You know who we are

I gonna prove it that Babs is the best in the game
So thugs hold on tight like I'm snatching your chain
And I'm gonna prove it to the chicks that cold shouldered me
And the record labels that chose to look over me, ha

I ain't going back to jail to a pack of
Oodles and Noodles in the wack of my cell
Dudes get cut in the yard we rushing the guards
We taking over it's a riot gun button the Sarge
All of my homies with wheels waiting for in the peel
Is all the way real we peel penitentiary steel, come on

Do you know where you're going to
Do you like the things that life is showing you
What are you gonna do, do you know

Bad Boy, Refugee camp Collabo, let's go
Babs from Brooklyn and I do my thing
Chopper City straight out of New Orleans
The infamous Freddy P. from the M I A

It's Sara stokes with the Midwest Swing
Dylan Dillinger doing me thing
E-Ness that Philly cat sticking for bling, pow

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