What A Difference You'Ve Made - Lyrics - Amy Grant

Title: What A Difference You'Ve Made
Artist: Amy Grant
Composer(s): Archie Jordan

Lyric:
What a difference you've made in my life
What a difference you've made in my life
You're my sunshine day and night
Oh, what a difference you've made in my life

What a change you have made in my heart
What a change you have made in my heart
You replaced all the broken parts
Oh, what a change you have made in my heart

Love to me was just a word in a song
That had been way overused
But you gave love a meaning
So I joined in the singing
That's why I wanna spread the news

What a difference you've made in my life
What a difference you've made in my life
You're my sunshine day and night
Oh, what a difference you've made
(What a difference you've made)
What a difference you've made in my life

What a difference you've made in my life
What a difference you've made in my life
You're my sunshine day and night
What a difference you've made

(What a difference you've made in my life)
What a difference you've made in my life
(What a difference you've made in my life)
Difference you've made in my life
(You're my sunshine day and night)
What a difference you've made

(What a difference you've made in my life)
Difference you've made in my life
(What a difference you've made in my life)
You're my sunshine day and night
What a difference you've made

(What a difference you've made in my life)
You've made a difference in me
(What a difference you've made in my life)
You've made a change in my life
(You're my sunshine day and night)

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What A Difference You'Ve Made In My Life - Lyrics - Then Sings My Soul (2 CDs) - Ronnie Milsap

Title: What A Difference You'Ve Made In My Life
Album: Then Sings My Soul (2 CDs)
Artist: Ronnie Milsap
Composer(s): Archie Jordan

Lyric:
What a difference you've made in my life
What a difference you've made in my life
You're my sunshine day and night
Oh, what a difference you've made in my life

What a change you have made in my heart
What a change you have made in my heart
You replaced all the broken parts
Oh, what a change you have made in my heart

Love to me was just a word in a song that had been way overused
But now I've joined in the singin'
'Cause you've shown me love's true meanin'
That's why I want to spread the news

What a difference you've made in my life
What a difference you've made in my life
You're my sunshine day and night
Oh, what a difference you've made in my life

What a difference you've made in my life, listen to it
What a difference you've made in my life
You're my sunshine day and night
Oh, what a difference you've made, yeah

What a difference you've made in my life
What a difference you've made in my life
You're my sunshine day and night
Oh, what a difference you've made
Go ahead and sing it

What a difference you've made in my life
What a difference you've made in my life
You're my sunshine day and night
Oh yeah, sing it to me
Oh what a difference you've made

What a difference you've made in my life
What a difference you've made in my life
You're my sunshine day and night
Oh, what a difference you've made
What a difference you've made in my life

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In My Life - Lyrics - Juve The Great - Juvenile

Title: In My Life
Album: Juve The Great
Artist: Juvenile
Composer(s): Terius Gray, Byron O Thomas

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Lyric:
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls
Lil' children, dogs and cats
Right now, you are listening to the incredible drum patterns of
DJ Mannie fresh, fresh,fresh, fresh

Ladies and gentlemen
I'm a buy cars, I'm a get clothes, I'm a rock jewels
I'm a fuck ho's, I'm a smoke weeds
Got a lot of drinks, steppin' out gators, coca cola mink
I need it in my life, I want it in my life
Come put it in my life, I'm a keep it in my life

I'm a buy cars, I'm a get clothes, I'm a rock jewels
I'm a fuck ho's, I'm a smoke weeds
Got alot of drinks, steppin' out gators, coca-cola mink
I need it in my life, I want it in my life
Come put it in my life, I'm a keep it in my life

It's ya nigga Juve, from the Magnolia, still lookin'
You ho's gon' know what's up with me bust it wide open
Loose chest, loose booty round down and up
If a gangsta can't touch it, what you bouncin it fo'
Now give me leway, watch how a G play
Watch how my name get caught up in the he and she say
It's U.T.P. day, we with the streets may
They represent us when they hear us at the DJ's

Break bread with me nigga, demand with me
Though we was beefin', your supposed to spend your cash with me
I'm in here last with me, hold me down, give me a whip, give me
A trick and let her blow me down
I'm so gutter, I'm so slick, I'm so grimey
I promise you somethin', I bet you gon' find me
I'm a eat, purchase, whatever I please
C.O. give me the keys, aw please, I need two of these

I'm a buy cars, I'm a get clothes, I'm a rock jewels
I'm a fuck ho's, I'm a smoke weeds
Got a lot of drinks, steppin' out gators, coca cola mink
I need it in my life, I want it in my life
Come put it in my life, I'm a keep it in my life

I'm a buy cars, I'm a get clothes, I'm a rock jewels
I'm a fuck ho's, I'm a smoke weeds
Got alot of drinks, steppin' out gators, coca cola mink
I need it in my life, I want it in my life
Come put it in my life, I'm a keep it in my life

I'm a be so courageous and so contagious
Until' my fuckin' rap sheets gonna receive mo' pages
Listen to Juve 'cuz this my year mon'
(My year mon')
Invision, I'm bout to kick it in here mon'
(In here mon')
Don't you see the soldiers and bauds when I appear mon'
(Appear mon')
About being written on my face 'cuz I know fear non'
(Fear non')
Me and my team got a scheme to go light the block up
Skips movin' work and wacko poppin' the chopper

I scream the 'U' 'cuz I mean it
The only difference is you be throwing your set up when you screamin'
I seen it, shit all of the obstacles that I've been through
Who made you think I'm a be scared of a bitch like you
I'm ya dog, let me get it all consign me
You ain't paid them last people yet, dog don't even remind me
I gain knowlege, my game polished, and it's obvious
You can't block it, you can't knock it, this is profit

I'm a buy cars, I'm a get clothes, I'm a rock jewels
I'm a fuck ho's, I'm a smoke weeds
Got a lot of drinks, steppin' out gators, coca cola mink
I need it in my life, I want it in my life
Come put it in my life, I'm a keep it in my life

I'm a buy cars, I'm a get clothes, I'm a rock jewels
I'm a fuck ho's, I'm a smoke weeds
Got a lot of drinks, steppin' out gators, coca cola mink
I need it in my life, I want it in my life
Come put it in my life, I'm a keep it in my life

Can I untape the clips and chill?
Show my clicks it's real, can my people shop in Beverly hills?
I got alot of work I know thats gonna be ahead of me still
But my peace mentality gon' keep me ahead in the field
Pardon me, but I got paper to chase
Now cut thru the talkin' and bring me straight to the safe
I know where the cameras at and I'm destroyin' the tape
I'm not leaving no evidence for the forensics to trace

I had a problem on my hand, a few bills I had been payin'
I figured about a lil'bit less than 75 grand
And my dog Rocky, caught a nickel for a pistol
It's serious when the federales comin' to get you
Life is at a standstill, all change in this damn field
What you say, can get you and ya man's killed
This my last chance to come up, this gotta be it
Juve comin' up, the first round' lottery pick

I'm a buy cars, I'm a get clothes, I'm a rock jewels
I'm a fuck ho's, I'm a smoke weeds
Got a lot of drinks, steppin' out gators, coca cola mink
I need it in my life, I want it in my life
Come put it in my life, I'm a keep it in my life

I'm a buy cars, I'm a get clothes, I'm a rock jewels
I'm a fuck ho's, I'm a smoke weeds
Got a lot of drinks, steppin' out gators, coca cola mink
I need it in my life, I want it in my life
Come put it in my life, I'm a keep it in my life

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Git Up, Get Out - Lyrics - Outkast

Title: Git Up, Get Out
Artist: Outkast
Composer(s): Raymon Murray, Andre Benjamin, Antwan Patton, Patrick Brown, Thomas Burton, Cameron Gipp, Rico Wade

Lyric:
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git somethin'
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git somethin'
Don't spend all your time tryin' to get high

You need git up, git out and git somethin'
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up, git out and git somethin'
'Cuz you and I got to do for you and I

I don't recall, ever graduation at all
Sometimes I feel I'm just a disappointment to y'all
Every day, I just lay around then I can't be found
Always asked to give me some livin' life like a bum

Times is rough, my auntie got enough problems of her own
Nigga, you supposed to be grown
I agree, I try to be the man I'm 'posed to be
But negativity is all you seem to ever see

I admit, I've done some dumb shit
And I'm probably gon' do some mo'
You shouldn't hold that against me though
(Why not?)
Why not? My music's all that I got
But some time must be ingested for this to be manifested

I know you know but I'm gon' say this to you I
Get high but I don't get too high, so what's the limit 'posed to be?
That must be why you can't get your ass up out the bed before three
You need to git up, git out, cut that bullshit out
Ain't you sick and tired of having to do without

And what up with all these questions?
You act as though you know somethin' I don't
Do you have any suggestions?
'Cuz every job I get is cruel and demeanin'
Sick of takin' trash out and toilet bowl cleanin'

But I'm also sick and tired of strugglin'
I never ever thought I'd have resort to drug smugglin'
Naw, that ain't what I'm about
Cee-lo will just continue travelin' this route without any doubt or fear
I know the Lord ain't brought me this far so he could drop me off here
Did I make myself clear?

You need to git up, git out and git somethin'
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git somethin'
Don't spend all your time tryin' to get high

Nigga you need git up, git out and git somethin'
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up, git out and git somethin'
'Cuz you and I got to do for you and I

Well, uh, git up, stand up, so what's said, you dick head
See when I was a youngsta, used to wear them fuckin' Pro Keds
My mama made me do it, but the devil, he made me smart
Told me to jack them weak ass niggaz for they fuckin' starters

In the middle school, I was a bigger fool
I wore with tank tops to show off my tattoo, thought I was cool
I used to hang out with my daddy's brothers, I call them my uncles
They taught me how to smoke herb
I followed them when they ran numbers

So in a sense I was Rosemary's baby
And then, I learned the difference between a bitch and a lady
Hell, I treat 'em all like hoes, see I pimped 'em
Bitch never had my money, so I never whipped 'em

See all the playas came and all the playas went
A playa ain't a gangsta but a playa can handle his shit bitch
You need to git up, git out, git somethin'
Smoke out, 'cuz it's all about money, money, money

Yeah I said it, a nigga sportin plats and a Braves hat
I hang with Rico Wade 'cuz the Dungeon is where the funk's at, boy
I'm true to Organized, 'cuz they raised me
I'm also down with La Face 'cuz L.A. Reid, yeah, he pays me
And it's cool yeah, it's real cool, gettin' paid fat pockets
And all that other fat shit like that, ha-ha

You need to git up, git out and git somethin'
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git somethin'
Don't spend all your time tryin' to get high

Nigga you need git up, git out and git somethin'
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up, git out and git somethin'
'Cuz you and I got to do for you and I

A lot of people in my past tried to do me, screw me
Throw me over in the fire, let me get chunky and charred
Like a piece of wood and dem spirits got the mutant's mind
I'm gettin' paranoid and steady lookin' for the time

It's eight in the mornin' and ain't nobody up yet
I got my long johns, get my coat and throw on my ball cap
I'm headed out the door, to get off in my ride
I'm diggin' through the ash tray, hopin' to have a good day

I had Jamaica's best and when I light it up, I hear a voice in my head
(You got to git up, git out and git somethin')
Now I know it's on, my day is finally started
Back up in my crib, eat my shit, break out quick, in my slick

'84 Se-Dan DeVille, steady bouncin'
Out the Pointe to Cambelton Road
The valley of the South side flow
Everybody know about that killa that we call blow

So keep your eyes peeled for the 'cover unit
'Cause they known for jumpin' out of black Chevy trucks
And through the fog, here come the Red Dogs
I'm bustin' out around the corner in my hog

Dippin' from the area, I'm scared
So one of these bitches might wind up dead
'Cuz I have no time for jail, fuck Clampett cops, fuck Elgin' Bail
And crooked ass Jackson, got the whole country
Thinkin' that my city is the big lick for 96
94, Big Gipp, Goodie Mo, Outkast, a vision from the past
Hootie hoo my white owls are burnin' kinda slow

You need to git up, git out and git somethin'
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git somethin'
Don't spend all your time tryin' to get high

Nigga you need git up, git out and git somethin'
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up, git out and git somethin'
'Cuz you and I got to do for you and I

Y'all tellin' me that I need to get out and vote, huh, why?
Ain't nobody black runnin' but crackers, so why I got to register?
I thinkin' of better shit to do with my time
Never smelled aroma of diploma, but I write the deep ass rhymes

So let me take ya way back to
When a nigga stayed in Southwest Atlanta
Y'all could not tell me nuthin', thought I hit that bottom rock
At age 13, start workin' at the loadin' dock

They layin' my mama off of work, General Motors trippin'
But I come home Bank like Hank, from lickin' and dippin'
Doin' dumb shit, not knowin' what a nigga know now
Yeah, that petty shit will have you cased up and locked down

I dips, over to East Point, still actin' a fool
Wastin' my time in the school, I'd rather be shootin' pool
Cool is how I played the tenth grade
I thought it was all about mackin' hoes and wearin' pimp fade

Instead of bein' in a class, I'd rather be up in some ass
Not, thinkin' about them six courses that I need to pass
Graduation rolled around like rolly-pollies
Damn, that's fucked up I shoulda listened when my mama told me

That, if you play now, you gonna suffer later
Figured she was talkin' yin-yang, so I payed her no attention
And kept missin' the point she tried to poke me with
The doper that I get, the more I'm feelin' broke and shit
Huh, but that don't matter though, I am an OUT-Kast
So get up off your ass

Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git somethin'
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git somethin'
Don't spend all your time tryin' to get high

You need git up, git out and git somethin'
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up, git out and git somethin'
'Cuz you and I got to do for you and I
You need to, you need to, you need to, you need to

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Think It Over One Time - Lyrics - Robert Earl Keen

Title: Think It Over One Time
Artist: Robert Earl Keen
Composer(s): Robert Earl Jr. Keen

Lyric:
You say you're clearing out, the devil's in your eyes
No time to walk, no time to talk, no time for long goodbyes
The ticket's in your hand, you've made that final call
The hard words flying by like punches in a barroom brawl

We've made a mess of things
It makes no difference now
Let's chalk it all up to the blues
Little girl, think it over one time
Little girl, think it over one time
Little girl, think it over one time
Before you break in your walking shoes

I am just what I am, I won't apologize
So if you go you're sure to know you'll have to come to realize
Love don't walk away, only people do
So if you go or if you stay you know I'll keep on loving you

We've made a mess of things
It makes no difference now
Let's chalk it all up to the blues
Little girl, think it over one time
Little girl, think it over one time
Little girl, think it over one time
Before you break in your walking shoes

We've made the hard time sing, made the miles go by
We stood with broken wings and still we had the will to fly
It ain't the memories, that make me talk this way
It's more like someone pulled the plug before we ever saw the play

We've made a mess of things
It makes no difference now
Let's chalk it all up to the blues
Little girl, think it over one time
Little girl, think it over one time
Little girl, think it over one time
Before you break in your walking shoes

I've read a thousand books, I've been behind the wheel
I've known you all my life but still I can't feel how you feel
It's only you for me, just like that whooping crane
Who has one wife for all his life and if she dies, he'll do the same

We've made a mess of things
It makes no difference now
Let's chalk it all up to the blues
Little girl, think it over one time
Little girl, think it over one time
Little girl, think it over one time
Before you break in your walking shoes

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Highlands - Lyrics - Time Out Of Mind - Bob Dylan

Title: Highlands
Album: Time Out Of Mind
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
Well, my heart's in the highlands, gentle and fair
Honey suckle bloomin' in the wildwood air
Bluebells blazin' where the Aberdeen waters flow
Well, my heart's in the highlands, I'm gonna go there when
I feel good enough to go

Windows were shakin' all night in my dreams
Everything was exactly the way that it seems
Woke up this mornin' and I looked at the same old page
Same old rat race, life in the same old cage

I don't want nothin' from anyone, ain't that much to take
Wouldn't know the difference between a real blonde and a fake
Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery
I wish someone would come and push back the clock for me

Well, my heart's in the highlands, wherever I roam
That's where I'll be when I get called home
The wind it whispers to the buck-eyed trees of rhyme
Well, my heart's in the highlands, I can only get there one step at a time

I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound
Someone's always yellin', "Turn him down"
Feel like I'm driftin', driftin' from scene to scene
I'm wondering what in the devil could it all possibly mean

Insanity is smashin' up against my soul
You could say I was on anything but a roll
If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top
What would I do with it anyway, maybe take it to the pawn shop

My heart's in the highlands at the break of dawn
By the beautiful lake of the black swan
Big white clouds like chariots that swing down low
Well, my heart's in the highlands, only place left to go

I'm in Boston town, in some restaurant
I got no idea what I want
Or maybe I do but, I'm just really not sure
Waitress comes over, nobody in the place but me and her

Well, it must be a holiday, there's nobody around
She studies me closely as I sit down
She got a pretty face, with long white shiny legs
I said, "Tell me what I want," she say, "You probably want hard boiled eggs."

I say, "That's right, bring me some."
She says, "We ain't got any, you picked the wrong time to come."
Then she says, "I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me."
I said, "I would if I could but I don't do sketches from memory."

Well, she then, she says, "I'm right here in front of you, or
Haven't you looked?"
I say, "All right, I know but I don't have my drawing book."
She gives me a napkin, she say, "You can do it on that."
I say, "Yes I could but I don't know where my pencil is at."

She pulls one out from behind her ear
She says, "All right now go ahead, draw me, I'm stayin' right here."
I make a few lines and I show it for her to see
Well, she takes her napkin and throws it back and says, "That
Don't look a thing like me."

I said, "Oh, kind Miss, it most certainly does."
She say, "You must be jokin'," I say, "I wish I was."
Then she says, "You don't read women authors do ya?" at least
That's what I think I hear her say
Well, I said, "How would you know and what would it matter anyway?"

Well she says, "You just don't seem like you do." I said
"You're way wrong."
She says "Which ones have you read then?" I say, "I've read
Erica Jong."
She goes away for a minute and I slide out, out of my chair
I step outside back to the busy street but nobody is goin' anywhere

Well, my heart's in the highlands with the horses and hounds
Way up in the border country far from the towns
With the twang of the arrow and the snap of the bow
My heart's in the highlands, I can't see any other way to go

Every day is the same thing, out the door
Feel further away than ever before
Some things in life it just gets too late to learn
Well, I'm lost somewhere, I must have made a few bad turns

I see people in the park forgettin' their troubles and woes
They're drinkin' and dancin', wearin' bright colored clothes
All the young men, with the young women lookin' so good
Well, I'd trade places with any of 'em in a minute, if I could

I'm crossing the street to get away from a mangy dog
Talkin' to myself in a monologue
I think what I need might be a full length leather coat
Somebody just asked me if I've registered to vote

The sun is beginnin' to shine on me
But it's not like the sun that used to be
The party's over and there's less and less to say
I got new eyes, everything looks far away

Well, my heart's in the highlands at the break of day
Over the hills and far away
There's a way to get there and I'll figure it out somehow
Well, I'm already there in my mind, and that's good enough for now

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Pay The Bill - Lyrics - Use Your Brain - Clawfinger

Title: Pay The Bill
Album: Use Your Brain
Artist: Clawfinger
Composer(s): Erlend Ottem, Joakim Skog, Zak Tell, Bard Torstensen

Lyric:
I can't complain I've made myself a name
And all I really want is five minutes of fame
Some material wealth and a life in good health
'Cause all I really care about is myself
I don't know a single thing about the situation
But why should I care about the next generation

I've got everything I need but I still want more
I can't understand why you complain 'cause you're poor
I don't feel sorry for you we've got the same possibilities
It's all about taking your own responsibility
I took mine so I deserve what I got

I've got my name on the wall of fame
I'm going straight to the top
It cost me a lot of money but I took my degree
And that's the biggest difference between you and me
There's not a thing in the world that my money can't buy
I can't understand why you didn't even try

So why complain I feel no shame I've used my skill
And the next generation has to pay the bill
So why complain I feel no shame I've used my skill
And the next generation has to pay the bill

You can't blame me because you're underfed
You should be glad that you've got a roof over your head
If you worked for a living you could pay your rent
Instead of begging me for help when all you're money's spent

You won't ever fool me because I know your type
I see you standing on the corner like a parasite
You're a loser and you know it but you don't even care
I can't understand why you say life ain't fair

So why complain I feel no shame I've used my skill
And the next generation has to pay the bill
So why complain I feel no shame I've used my skill
And the next generation has to pay the bill
Pay the bill pay the bill the next
Generation has to pay the bill
The next generation has to pay pay the bill

Give me one good reason why I shouldn't complain
I've done everything I can but it's still the same
I've got nothing to lose so why should I give a fuck
My life's a piece of shit and that's where I'm stuck
I never got a fair chance to even prove myself
So tell me why should I be nice to anybody else

You say you can't understand why I say life is a bitch
I can't understand how you can be so rich
So what do you mean we've got the same possibilities
I haven't even got your educational abilities
I dropped out of school before I took me degree

'Cause the welfare line made more sense to me
I try to work for a living so I can pay all my debts
And I've come to realize this is as good as it gets
I hate my fucking life more than you hate me
I just can't understand why this is how it should be

So I complain it's still the same
We're standing still while the
Next generation has to pay the bill
So I complain it's still the same

We're standing still while the
Next generation has to pay the bill
Pay the bill pay the bill the
Next generation has to pay, pay the bill

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Make A Move - Lyrics - Rotten Apple - Lloyd Banks

Title: Make A Move
Album: Rotten Apple
Artist: Lloyd Banks
Composer(s): W Nugent, Christopher Charle Lloyd, Kevin Risto

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Lyric:
I'm back, nigga

I'm a G-Unit nigga, that means I don't play by the rules
But I could make you move
Buy a quarter mil on jewels so I ride around wit the ooze
And that'll make 'em move

Ma, is you staying or coming? Make up your mind
My lifestyles to fast to take my time
I got to get in position to make her mind
'Cause I ain't leaving the club with out my nine

You know I got my nine
Think twice 'fore you cross that line
You needed must've lost your mind
Thinking you can off my shine

Shorty got it shaking, I'm waiting to take her home
It's hot as hell in here and I'm thinking of patron
I know a couple different ways I can make her moan
When I'm done wit her, she'll want to take a nigga to Rome

Give me a hour, I'll have her blowing up my phone
Like a stem to a stone and she won't leave me alone
Million dollar nigga, I get it and show off
Hit the dolga give me a minute wit your boss

I'll fold you, New York fitted and gold cross
To the Rover, holster, over the shoulder
I'm the sickest thing spitting in a while
Your plane ain't the same, it's different when I fly

South side playa, play around and get popped
24 hour stake out on your nigga block
Don't get your views confused wit hip hop
'Fore you wind up on the news, now watch the hook drop

I'm a G-Unit nigga, that means I don't play by the rules
But I could make you move
Buy a quarter mil on jewels so I ride around wit the ooze
And that'll make 'em move

Ma, is you staying or coming? Make up your mind
My lifestyles to fast to take my time
I got to get in position to make her mind
'Cause I ain't leaving the club with out my nine

You know I got my nine
Think twice 'fore you cross that line
You needed must've lost your mind
Thinking you can off my shine

Yeah, from what I hear, niggaz don't like me
It's funny, they want to be just like me
They bummy, it's jealousy more than likely
The money, done made a nigga all icey

4 figure ring, that boy doing his thing
VVS bling, my chain long as a swing
Boulevard King, but known in Beijing
Fully prepared for whatever the drama may bring

69 scrapper wit the up and down pumps
Murder is forever, don't fuck around once
Bottle after bottle, I down 'em until I'm drunk
If you ain't chipped in, don't come round my blunt

Grimy and gritty, New York City's top gun
First nigga act up, gets a hot one
BPV, the bottom to top dun
I get there, I gets it, I'm done, one

I'm a G-Unit nigga, that means I don't play by the rules
But I could make you move
Buy a quarter mil on jewels so I ride around wit the ooze
And that'll make 'em move

Ma, is you staying or coming? Make up your mind
My lifestyles to fast to take my time
I got to get in position to make her mind
'Cause I ain't leaving the club with out my nine

You know I got my nine
Think twice 'fore you cross that line
You needed must've lost your mind
Thinking you can off my shine

I don't know 'bout you but I'm doing it for the Q
Wood brand new, size 22 shoe
Use your money, don't let your money use you
I got crews view, you know the usual

My life's beautiful, my pockets full of bread
Get out of pocket, I'll play soccer wit your head
And that girl ain't your girl, know the difference boy
Pussy kill more niggaz than a liquor store

I left something on her when I seen her
She was rubbing it in like Noxzema
She real cute, big titties and hips
And she pretty convincing a video vixen

If you looking for a mack, I fit the description
Chicks see him, take pictures and kiss him
Back block nigga, I get it and I'm good
I'm hood, living life like you should

I'm a G-Unit nigga, that means I don't play by the rules
But I could make you move
Buy a quarter mil on jewels so I ride around wit the ooze
And that'll make 'em move

Ma, is you staying or coming? Make up your mind
My lifestyles to fast to take my time
I got to get in position to make her mind
'Cause I ain't leaving the club with out my nine

You know I got my nine
Think twice 'fore you cross that line
You needed must've lost your mind
Thinking you can off my shine

N.Y, New York that is
Y'all know the name
I handle my biz, kid

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Contribution - Lyrics - Quality Control - Jurassic 5

Title: Contribution
Album: Quality Control
Artist: Jurassic 5
Composer(s): Courtenay Henderson, Dante Givens, Lucas Mcfadden, Shafiq Husayn, Marc Stuart, Mark Ali Potsic, Charles L. Stewart

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Lyric:
Yo, yo, yo, yo, either you a part of the problem or you a part of the solution
What's your contribution to life? Yo
So many people complain, always talk about change, yo
But what's your contribution to life?
Yo, either you with or ain't with it, if it ain't broke don't fix it
Yo, what's your contribution to life?
Yo, either you give or you take, make moves or you wait, yo
But what's your contribution to life? Yo

{You're about to witness three of the most common tales
Of man, woman and human
The difference between the three is that there is no difference
Just other outcomes
Listen and witness the common tales}

Aye yo, my Momma and a nigga for life
Love, carousel, cuss, yell and fight
Seven nights a week
No respect when they speak
Disrespect between the sheets, the ends don't meet
No rice beans or meat
My Momma was the bread winner plus she had to cook us dinner
My Daddy was a full time sinner

Poppa was a stoner stay gone till November
Off of that, gawk that made emack
Like the Devil done took his soul and ain't given it back
Remember that, when you play for the bless
Speedy victory for the poor and the press
I can't stand the stress, it's test and time press
Up against my Momma and Daddy chest, I try to rest
With no stretch of the mind, I can't find no peace of mind
Within this family of mine, yo

She got chips and you don't, that's bottom line
Is this the way love goes? Hmm, let's rewind
You really ain't paid, you clockin' minimum wage
Now basically you a slave, your wife studies for days
No money for much, just movies and such
The way your two hands clutch, you know it's love not lust
Now she's sick of the bus and using you as a crutch
And on top of this stuff, she graduates in a month

Damn, her new job got her clocking the dough
Now she's buying new clothes, and takin' you to the show
You feeling like you a ho, not knowing which way to go
And ultimately you know, you ain't feeling her so
You need to get up, get out and get something
Your job ain't nothing, all these years you've just been frontin'
That's the way she played ya, the talked in rager went back
To your days of

But she always said I'm out husslin' for food, kitchen indeed
While this nigga spend his ends on booze, bitches and weed
I thought that we'd agree, with two kids to feed
That you would slow your own, but instead of switchin' your seed
You slapped me, you can't attack me thinkin' I'm be happy
In fact it's a packing and leave rapidly
After we witness, no love between parents
The father type that was once on the scene vanished

Supreme bamish, the couples that match these
Producin' generations of kids with latched keys
Her daughter learned from Momma how to reject men
Her son attracts women that don't respect men
And then one parental provided can be the plan
But no woman can truly teach a boy to be a man
That's why I'm always telling these many pals of mine
The most that you can spend on any child is time

Look, we don't have all the answers
We're victims also to the same situations
But man plans and the Lord plans
And the Lord is the best of planners
So what's your contribution to life?

Yo, either you a part of the problem or you a part of the solution
What's your contribution to life? Yo
So many people complain, always talk about change, yo
But what's your contribution to life?
Yo, either you with or ain't with it, if it ain't broke don't fix it
Yo, what's your contribution to life?
Yo, either you give or you take, make moves or you wait, yo
But what's your contribution to life? Yo
What's your contribution to life?

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We’re Back - Lyrics - The Re-Up - Eminem

Title: We’re Back
Album: The Re-Up
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Ramone Johnson, Stanley Bernard Benton, Marshall Mathers, A. Rogers, Obie Trice, Luis Edgardo Resto

Lyric:
Shady
We're back

Nothing can stop and nothing can change it
And you better just make new livin' arrangements
If you think you the top and king of the castle
You about to be thrown off the throne and ripped a new asshole

All I hear is I'm the best at this and I'm best at that
But I don't hear my name, no name brought up in rap
And I don't usually trip or damn get caught up in that
But when they say one of the best

I'm nowhere thought up as that, not even the same league
As Jay-Z, Nas, Pac, Biggie or maybe
The name me somewhere down at the bottom, right after AZ
Or say he ripped that Biggie verse, or that Jay-Z

Yo his verses were crazy, on that "Renegade" beat
But I ain't never bought no whole CD of Shady
And all I hear is pop tunes come on the Radio
And they play 'em 20 times in a row daily

And they very well maybe the same reason they don't say me
When they speak on hip-hop legends which is amaze me
'Cause I thought the formula was to hit mainstream
And make it big b-b-big b-b-baby

So maybe the eighties made me crazy
I've been tryin' to get my weight up since the ace Slim Shady
Gave me the gate key, paved the way
So lately, my stakes gets better each day

Replay my relay race
When I was chasin' the afee at eighteen
Eight years later his voice in Beijing
No choice I chase cream, so

Shady
Stat Quo, we're back

This is what I eat, sleep and breath and feed my kids
Would it fulfill all my family needs c'mon
I treat the mic like the block, fuck with my rocks, and squeeze
Critics expecting me to underachieve

I just deal with the hate I receive
By rolling back my sleeves sure was a breeze
I bring him right to his knees
And tell him "Suck my dick" I take a bow and leave
With a sack full of unmarked cheese

I find it hard to believe who to pull or proceed
To be G's and claim they runnin' shit nigga I run me
As a kid, teacher said I had a mouth on me
The same mouth got me the deal with Dre and E

Folk in the hood be askin', where I be
Dogg, I'm out in Hawaii, don't like it? Drink my pee
Record song for the "Detox" LP
Feet don't fail he

Niggas got me bent like Cranberry and Belvee
I'ma die wealthy
Boss in the game, what the fuck they gon' tell me?
A towns auntre, Aftermath, Shady

Shady
Bobby Creek, we're back

Y'all market y'all block, they sent me to corner that
Rap game's an old flame, my nigga I want 'em back
Like mic check, pimp for what it's worth I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some shit that ain't right yet

No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout
Y'all niggas won't be certified till I show I
Go out on a limb with 'em 'cause I'm wid him
Put a barrel to the apparel of you and some of them

Stand a chance, at the dance, without a Bow tie
Shady Records re-introduce you niggas to Mow-ti
So high, of the light that they have given me
And the haters like a shofurr because it's driven me

To a view with a vendetta I am the apitomee
I don't give a fuck about ya nigga I'm just livin' me
We the reason for the season so I'm breezin' through the track
Nigga

Shady
Cashis

I can prove I'm here to do something you never do
From hand to hand coke sales, from my revenue
I ain't been to a function, where I ain't snuck a weapon through
'Cause my background reveals a one eight seven too

To the block, I'm the truth to the cops, I'm the proof of this
And niggas still out there, you just gotta shoot
I carry over my street ethics, to the booth
And the shady crime fam, Al Capone in his youth

The difference between me and you, I already done it
And lived the street life, niggas run away from if
You follow my life, in a midwest blunted
Pitchforks held high, four fifth by the stomach

You can find me right now, on the C.A. streets
I'm on the roof of the building, shooting at police
Some of the homies feel opposition can't kill me
I'm a walking obituary, death lived in me

I take life through the pen, by the way I'ma see
Or have you raped in the pen like American meat
I'm connected gettin' weight from MS 13
With S.K's, A.R's and Mini fourteens

I'm Cashis, the last of the real, with a strap
On Pro-sac, D's and E-Pills, it's a rap
Get the block on tip, two for tens of crack
I'm in a lifetime contract, Shady's back, nigga

Shady
Ha! I told you we was back
We're back

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Give 'Em Hell - Lyrics - Ear Drum - Talib Kweli

Title: Give 'Em Hell
Album: Ear Drum
Artist: Talib Kweli
Composer(s): Kevin Gilliam, Coi Mattison, Chester Jennings, Talib Kweli Greene, Al Green, Terrace Martin

Lyric:
We know that what we reap we sow
But we forget how low we can go
You think it's bad here on Earth
But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell

It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell

It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell

Every Sunday dressin' up, catchin' gossip at its worst
Couldn't see the difference in the Baptist and the Catholic Church
Caught up in the rapture of the First Chapter and Second Verse
If we all God's children then what's the word of the reverend worth

Taught early that faith is blind like justice when you facin' time
If we all made in God's image then that means his face is mine
Wait or it's that blasphemy, it's logical it has to be
If I don't look like my father then the way I live is bastardly

Naturally that's confusion to a young'n tryin' to follow Christ
Taught that if you don't know Jesus then you lead a hollow life
Never question the fact that Jesus was Jewish not a Christian
Or that Christianity was law accordin' to politicians

Who was King James, and why did he think it was so vital
To remove chapters and make his own version of the Bible?
They say Hell is underground and Heaven is in the sky
And they say that's where you go when you die
But how they know?

We know that what we reap we sow
But we forget how low we can go
You think it's bad here on Earth
But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell

It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell

It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us

I've been to many churches, I've quoted many verses
I've dealt with my base self, I controlled my many urges
I used to study my lessons, it was a blessin' not a curse
I learned that heaven and hell exist right here on Earth, word

Studied with Rastafarians and learned from the dreads
That Hell is called Babylon
And that's where them crazy boarheads dwell
They got us thinkin' that Muslims like to make bombs
But real Muslims believe in paradise and the resist the Shaitan

So it all sound the same to me, that's why when they say
One is right and the other is wrong, it just sound like game to me
It's like God skipped past the church and came to me
No, that ain't vain to me
It's just a particular way that I came to see

The difference between those who claim to be
Religious and those that say they spiritual and recognize
That life is full of miracles, you could see my glow in a rhyme
The poem divine 'cause it coincide with a grow in the time
That those who lookin' for God knowin' to go inside

We know that what we reap we sow
But we forget how low we can go
You think it's bad here on Earth
But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell

It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell

Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup

Livin' in mass confusion, lookin' for absolution
The gas induces psychopath, produce the last solution
Based on his interpretation of what the words were sayin'
Tryin' to get to God but ended up doin' the work of Satan

Religion create division, make the Muslim hate the Christian
Make the Christian hate the Jew
Make the rules of faith that you condition to
And gotta to follow and God forbid you go to Hell
But if you ever walked through any ghetto
Then you know it well

[Incomprehensible] after me
Preacher says, he's blasphemy
I say there's gotta be a better explanation

[Incomprehensible] you
I pray that God hears you
Take one look at your rear view
And if you see what I see
[Incomprehensible]

We know that what we reap we sow
But we forget how low we can go
You think it's bad here on Earth
But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell

It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell

It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell

We know that what we reap we sow
But we forget how low we can go
You think it's bad here on Earth
But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell

Hell, hell, hell, hell
Hell, hell, hell
We know that what we reap we sow

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Inside The Lines - Lyrics - The Wilkinsons

Title: Inside The Lines
Artist: The Wilkinsons
Composer(s): Brad Crisler, Amanda Wilkinson, Steve Wilkinson

Lyric:
Here I am again looking for salvation in my coffee cup
Watching rats doing laps in their Gucci suits
And wondering where they're coming from

Everybody seems to blend into everybody else
If they're trying to make a difference
Who can tell? I just gotta be myself

Don't hold me, don't control me
It's my party, Its my life It's my time
And I've made up my mind
I'm not living inside the lines

I refuse to be played, won't be a slave to conformity
No, no, I won't be shaped into somebody's
Big idea of what I'm supposed to be

I've found the biggest part of living is just showing up
If you keep doin' what you're doing
You keep gettin' what you've got, it can't be enough

Don't hold me, don't control me
It's my party Its my life It's my time
And I've made up my mind
I'm not living inside, living inside the lines

Everybody seems to blend into everybody else
I've never been the one to march in step
I am who I am

Don't hold me, don't control me
It's my party, it's my life, it's my time
And I've made up my mind
I'm not living inside, living inside the lines
No, no, no, no

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Eenie Meenie - Lyrics - Slicker Than Your Average - Craig David

Title: Eenie Meenie
Album: Slicker Than Your Average
Artist: Craig David
Composer(s): Anthony Marshall, Craig David, Trevor Henry, Adam Lyons

Lyric:
Another one, Craig David
Y'all ready for this? Yo

On my way from the studio, drivin' on my way home
Happy 'cause I'm gonna see my girl tonight
Somethin' messin' with my radio
Got to be my cellphone ringin'

I picked it up, it was my girlfriend
But she wouldn't talk to me, you know
I heard some friction in the background
Sayin', that my girl was too good for me, yeah

And I was like what? Why you tellin' my name
Say it again, actin' like how I got nothing to gain
People wanna burn just because of my fame
You better stop before I lose control

Had enough of your friends and I'm letting you know
I'm Craig David and I'm running the show
And you been talkin' a lot of bull baby, you got to go so

Eenie meenie minie mo, gonna miss you that I know
Girl, it's been wonderful but I gotta let it go
Eenie meenie minie mo, gettin' kind of critical
Don't wanna hurt you though but I gotta let it go

Tell me why you wanna do me like that
Used to give you things now you throwin' them back
Access to the Visa the keys to the flat
Wide screen TV DVD's and that

All of a sudden you be trippin' when I answer the phone
Talkin' all about me in an angry tone
Talkin' all about how I be doing you wrong, you're crazy

Whatever happened to the good girl, the one that was into me
I wanna tell it to your face girl that one of us has to leave so

Eenie meenie minie mo, gonna miss you that I know
Girl, it's been wonderful but I gotta let it go
Eenie meenie minie mo, gettin' kind of critical
Don't wanna hurt you though but I gotta let it go

Eenie meenie minie mo, gonna miss you that I know
Girl, it's been wonderful but I gotta let it go
Eenie meenie minie mo, gettin' kind of critical
Don't wanna hurt you though

You know what well, I'm just an ordinary guy
Dealin' with rumors and lies
But your friends keep on fillin' your head with this nonsense
An' I can't take it no more

Craig David, she only after that wage payslip
That's why she got you pullin' strange faces
Trickin' on the C 'til your brain's wasted
She don't wanna be the girl that Craig stays with

She just wanna be there while Craig stays rich
She wouldn't be with him if he was paid basic
She wouldn't be there if he wasn't made famous

She had a gold digger degree, she must have studied for that
Wanted me to get her a mansion with a truck in the back
Filled up with ice then I'm lookin' like honey relax
Looks like you bought the code and we've even got the money for that

All of a sudden you be trippin' on my cellular phone
Talkin' about all of the women that be takin' me home
Talkin' about all of the women I supposedly boned, she crazy

You know what it is you give me attention then you're takin' the piss
She fed up of it, get rid of the bitch, don't be takin' her ish
She wasn't payin' us when you was lickin' the lower lip
Makin' the double fib with your fingers all over it

Trippin' all over you whenever you rock the show
Time to get money 'cause you know you got the dough
And the next time she trippin' from it you drop the phone
You been talkin' a lot of bull baby you got to go

Eenie meenie minie mo, gonna miss you that I know
Girl, it's been wonderful but I gotta let it go
Eenie meenie minie mo, gettin' kind of critical
Don't wanna hurt you though but I gotta let it go

Eenie meenie minie mo, gonna miss you that I know
Girl, it's been wonderful but I gotta let it go
Eenie meenie minie mo, gettin' kind of critical
Don't wanna hurt you though but I gotta let it go

Another one, Craig David
Somethin' for the club, yo
I gotta let you go, know what I mean
I gotta let you go, what? We out

All of the massiv', listen Sharon, to our little girl, Em
And to all of you beautiful sexy ladies, listen this one
Craig David, sir ignorance, sir [Incomprehensible]
Messiah, catch a fire to all the man who stayed up with us, say, "Bo"
Check it out, uh

You could have been my trouble less type of wife
Could have been the love of my life but you didn't take heed
Didn't proceed to believe what the honeyz all say
That's the difference 'tween me and you

You better go over to the boiler crew 'cause slackness is all you do
Me and Craig, caught you in the venue
Couldn't really believe that that was you
You and the rest of your crew tryin' to get with a boy led the crew
Bubblin' around with the champagne crew

While expecting me to take you back in 2
Baby girl, I'm not into that and that's true
So I'm walkin' away from you didn't know
Where I'll go? Who I know? Where you go? Big it up

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Hollywood Divorce - Lyrics - Outkast

Title: Hollywood Divorce
Artist: Outkast
Composer(s): Andre Benjamin, Antwan Patton, Calvin Broadus, Dwayne Carter

Lyric:
Starts off like a small-town marriage
Lovely wife and life, baby carriage
Now all the stars have cars, success of course
But it ends in Hollywood divorce, Hollywood divorce

And I'm a star

Yeah, and I don't have to go to Hollywood
?Cause Hollywood come through my neighborhood wit cameras on
I really think they stealin' from us like a sampled song
I really wish one day we'd take it back like hammers home

The hurricane come and took my Louisiana home
And all I got in return was a durn country song
This whole country wrong, oh but you right
If you just put a little ice on and cut ya mic on

But you don't even write songs
But Hollywood make you spit like a python, I meant cobra
I'm so not sober, I'm high like a Hollywood
Coffee or soda, you can call me a roller

Hold up, your grill's glistenin'
Spent a hundred thousand on mine to feel different
What's the real sense of it? uh, bling bling I know
And did you know I'm the creator of the term
?I just straightened the perm??

They let it sit too long, they just makin' it burn
Make a movie of our lifestyle but they urn
Like a dead body burned on the mantelpiece
That's why I try not to lie on wax like it's candle grease

And I be's the little nigga, cooler than antifreeze
Defrost on your window pane, Lil' Wayne
But in Hollywood it's "Little" Wayne
It don't make me numb, so that's why I got a prenumb
I do

Starts off like a small-town marriage
Lovely wife and life, baby carriage
Now all the stars have cars, success of course
But it ends in Hollywood divorce, Hollywood divorce

A is for Adamsville, B is for Bowen Home
C if I give a fuck, if you like me you know I don't
If she ain't got a good head on her leave that ho alone
If she do got some good head on her let her sing a song

D is for what I serve, I don't be on no curb
She ain't no junkie neither, I ain't no dope dealer
But she keep comin' back, three stacks must be some crack
Put that pipe in her lap, she ain't know how to act

Now that I've got your undivided attention
I'm gonna say this and run, under condition one
Promise me you gon' stack, promise me you gon' ball
Promise me you'll invest three-fourth of it all

For what? So your kid's kid's kids can have some cheese
Can't get wit it? Git git, git git, git on your knees
?Cause wealth is the word, riches 'round the corner from the curb
Don't like what I write, shoot me a bird

Tenth grade, the way was paved for me and Dre to create
Like Dr. Frankenstein of arts and crafts
Now could we make a-a-a difference?
Antwan Patton and André Benjamin
Been jammin' for you cabin rap niggas and journalists

That's quick to misprint public and private business
Then retract back for deaf ears and think it's dismissed
Part 2 - The Sequel, all new cast just ain't the same gang
Of nerds on the internet slandering your name

Behind that screen name they're lame and their life is pretty plain
M&s with no nuts won't show up face to face
Straight bitch-made like puppies on the nipples of a mutt
Address it on a case-by-case basis like the judge

What about these lyin' ass hoes tryna plot
Or these niggas on the block who want the queen? Nigga please
But even she can walk we'll miss her we ain't gon' fake it
But God don't make mistakes, must be something bigger waiting

Starts off like a small-town marriage
Lovely wife and life, baby carriage
Now all the stars have cars, success of course
But it ends in Hollywood divorce, Hollywood divorce

I do love you but you hate me at the same time
Lights, camera, action, it's game time
Do you take this here as your lovely wife
To love her and cherish her for all your life?

I solemnly swear to dare share and take you there
And me and you together baby we a lucky pair
It's been a long time, we walk a thin line
Others say they got you, but you been mine

As I sit back and watch all the cat fights
Domestic violence, is that right?
But you love the Dogg, gave me the spotlight
And now I'm goin' up, showin' up, blowin' up

I never ever thought that we would separate at all
But you played me, like a game of football
Used to feed me, need me, dress me
Now it's so messy, straight cut out and left me

Hollywood divorce
All the fresh styles always start off as a good lil' hood thang
Look at Blues, Rock, Jazz, Rap
Not even talkin' about music, everything else too
By the time it reach Hollywood it's over
But it's cool, we just keep it goin', make new shit

Take our game, take our name
Give us a little fame and then they kick us to the curb
That's a cold thang

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Read My Name - Lyrics - Chris De Burgh

Title: Read My Name
Artist: Chris De Burgh
Composer(s): Chris De Burgh

Lyric:
For every child that has been born
There is a chance to shine
And everyone can have a dream
Until the end of time

So live for every moment
As the world keeps turning round
And lift your hands up to the sky
And say it loud, and proud

"I have been here
Read my name
Read my name"

For every child that has been born
There is a chance in life
To try it all and be someone
With what we have inside

So don't give up and don't give in
Just give it all instead
And raise your voice above the crowd
And let them know you've said

"I have been here
Read my name
Read my name"

"With all I've got I've taken part
I've made a difference to the world
I have been here
Just read my name"

Endlessly amazing
And inventive, that we are
We dive the deepest oceans
And we reach out for the stars

And one day there will be a man
Across the universe
Who'll say, "I come from Planet Earth"
And these will be his words

"I have been here
Read my name
Read my name"

"With all I've got, I've taken part
I've made a difference to the world
I have been here
Just read my name"

And when the darkness has to fall
And comes the end of days
Then lift your hands up to the sky
And say it once again

"I have been here and I have taken part
I've made a difference to the world
I have been here
Just read my name"

"I have been here, just read my name
I've taken part, reach for the stars
Across the universe
We come from Planet Earth"

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Ci &Amp; Jojo - Love Ballad - Lyrics - Love Always - K

Title: Ci &Amp; Jojo - Love Ballad
Album: Love Always
Artist: K
Composer(s): Skip Scarborough

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Lyric:
I have never been so much
In love before
What a difference a true love made in my life
So nice, so right

Lovin' you gave me something new
That I've never felt, never dreamed of
Something's changed though it's not the
Feeling I had before, oh, it's much much more

Love, I never knew that a touch
Would mean, so much
What a difference and we walk hand in hand
I feel so real

Lovers come and then lovers go
That's what folks say, don't they know
They're not there, when you love me, hold me and say, okay
And what we have is much more than they could see

What we have is much more than they could see
What we have is much more than they could see
What we have is much more than they could see
What we have is much more than they could see

What we have is much more than they could see
What we have is much more than they could see
What we have is much more than they could see
What we have is much more than they could see
What we have is much more than they could see

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