Butterfly Kisses - Lyrics - Bob Carlisle

Title: Butterfly Kisses
Artist: Bob Carlisle
Composer(s): Bob Carlisle, Randy Thomas

Lyric:
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven
And she's daddy's little girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes
And I thank God for all of the joy in my life
Oh but most of all

For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair
Walk beside the pony daddy it's my first ride
I know the cake looks funny daddy but I sure tried

Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve a hug every mornin'
And butterfly kisses at night

Sweet 16 today
She's lookin' like her mama a little more every day
One part woman the other part girl
To perfume and make up from ribbons and curls
Trying her wings out in a great big world
But I remember

Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair
You know how much I love you daddy
But if you don't mind
I'm only gonna kiss you on the check this time

Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve her love every mornin'
And butterfly kisses at night

All the precious time
Like the wind the years go by
Precious butterfly
Spread your wings and fly

She'll change her name today
She'll make a promise and I'll give her aways
Standing in the bride room just staring at her
She asked me what I'm thinkin'
And I said I'm not sure
I just feel like I'm loosin' my baby girl
And she leaned over

Gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair
Walk me down the isle daddy
It's just about time
Does my wedding gown look pretty daddy?
Daddy's don't cry

Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve her love every mornin'
And butterfly kisses

I couldn't ask God for more than this is what love is
I know I've got to let her go but I'll always remember
Every hug in the mornin' and butterfly kisses

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She'S A Butterfly - Lyrics - Martina - Martina Mcbride

Title: She'S A Butterfly
Album: Martina
Artist: Martina Mcbride
Composer(s): John Rich, Kenny Alphin

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Lyric:
She remembers when she first got her wings
And how she opened up the day she learned to sing
Then the colors came, erased the black and white
And her whole world changed when she realized

She's a butterfly, pretty as the crimson sky
Nothing's ever gonna bring her down
And everywhere she goes, everybody knows
She's so glad to be alive, she's a butterfly

Like the purest light in a darkened world
So much hope inside, such a lovely girl
You should see her fly, it's almost magical
It makes you wanna cry, she's so beautiful

She's a butterfly, pretty as the crimson sky
Nothing's ever gonna bring her down
And everywhere she goes, everybody knows
She's so glad to be alive, she's a butterfly

God bless the butterfly
Give her the strength to fly
Never let her wings touch the ground
(God bless the butterfly)

God bless the butterfly
Give her the strength to fly
Never let her wings touch the ground

Oh, she's a butterfly, pretty as the crimson sky
Nothing's ever gonna bring her down
And everywhere she goes, everybody knows
She's so glad to be alive, she's a butterfly
She's a butterfly, she's a butterfly

God bless the butterfly
Give her the strength to fly
Never let her wings touch the ground
(God bless the butterfly)

God bless the butterfly
Give her the strength to fly
Never let her wings touch the ground

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Butterfly - Lyrics - Point of No Return - Shareefa

Title: Butterfly
Album: Point of No Return
Artist: Shareefa
Composer(s): Tom Brock, Iii, Clifford Brown, K Johnson, Barry White, Sharieefah Farada Cooper, Erik Ortiz, Robert Dennis Wil Taylor, Kevin Crowe

Lyric:
It replays in my mind so many times when I try to move on
It just rewinds, I'm scarred for life, a casualty of love captivated me
Like a prisoner, what was I thinkin' of? I gotta free my mind
Now it's my time, now I'm a butterfly

I gotta spread my wings and fly, get away from all ya lies
Ya know I tried but you're the kind that can't be satisfied
Misery loves company, I was sleepin' with the enemy
I made a change and spread my wings just like a butterfly

Fly away butterfly, fly away butterfly

So many times, I could've walked away
But love is so blind, I was so afraid
At times you had me speechless, you made me feel so loved
At first you were an angel but then you turned so cold

I gotta spread my wings and fly, get away from all ya lies
Ya know I tried but you're the kind that can't be satisfied
Misery loves company, I was sleepin' with the enemy
I made a change and spread my wings just like a butterfly

Fly away butterfly, fly away butterfly
Fly away butterfly, fly away butterfly

I made my decision, don't need your permission
I gotta start livin', you took away everything

I gotta spread my wings and fly, get away from all ya lies
Ya know I tried but you're the kind that can't be satisfied
Misery loves company, I was sleepin' with the enemy
I made a change and spread my wings just like a butterfly

I gotta spread my wings and fly, get away from all ya lies
Ya know I tried but you're the kind that can't be satisfied
Misery loves company, I was sleepin' with the enemy
I made a change and spread my wings just like a butterfly

Fly away butterfly, fly away butterfly

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See The Child - Lyrics - Jane Siberry

Title: See The Child
Artist: Jane Siberry
Composer(s): Jane Siberry

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Lyric:
A child was lost at sea today
Afloat on an ice floe
They floated away
A white cloud
A carpet
A white sleigh

See the child
That chases the dog
That jumps for the butterfly
Yeah, yeah

See the child
That chases the dog
That jumps for the butterfly
Yeah, yeah

See the yellow dress
On the child
That chases the dog
That jumps for the butterfly
Yeah, yeah

See the yellow dress
On the child
That chases the dog
That jumps for the butterfly
Yeah, yeah

See the blue sky
Behind the yellow dress
On the child
That chases the dog
That jumps for the butterfly
Yeah, yeah

See the blue sky
Behind the yellow dress
On the child
That chases the dog
That jumps for the butterfly
Yeah, yeah

See the sun up
High in the sky
Behind the yellow dress
On the child
That chases the dog
That jumps for the butterfly
Yeah, yeah

See the sun up
High in the sky
Behind the yellow dress
On the child
That chases the dog
That jumps for the butterfly
Yeah, yeah

See the grass growin'
Up to the bright sun up
High in the blue sky
Behind the yellow dress
On the child
That chases the dog
That leaps for his happiness

See the grasses growin' taller and taller and
Taller and taller and taller and taller
Until you cannot find the child that
Chases the dog that
Chases the dog that
Where is the child that?
Where is the child that?

And they say it was a, it was a yellow sun
And it was a blue sky
And it was a sweet child
And it was a happy dog
And the grass was a growin'
And the bees were a buzzin'
And through all this
The butterfly simply flies
Simply flies

It's the pull of life
It's the pull of life
It's the pull of life
It's the pull of life
Pull of life
Pull of life
Pull of life

Humble bee, humble bye
Humble dog, humble child
Humble grass, humble sky
Humble me, humble my
Humble earth's lullaby
Earth's lullaby, earth's lullaby
Lullaby, lullaby

Ohh, how time flies by
How time flies by
How time flies by

A child was lost at sea today
Afloat on an ice floe
They floated away
No one in the village will leave these shores
Until the child is safe once more
So if you see that child in someone's eyes
Bring us home

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Get Like Me - Lyrics - Greatest Story Ever Told - David Banner

Title: Get Like Me
Album: Greatest Story Ever Told
Artist: David Banner
Composer(s): Chris Brown, Lavell Crump, Jasiel Robinson

Lyric:
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the
(Get, get like me)
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the
(Get like me)

Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit
Put it in the air
Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit
Put it in the air

Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit
Put it in the air
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit

I got a chip in my engine, 26 inch rims
Got fade away money, ***** I'm ballin? out the gym
Got my old school pumpin?, hit wheel on recline
If you think a ***** broke, you out yo' monkey *** mind

Diamonds on my pinky, hand on the pine
Touch and die, yo mama do the second line
Screens fallin? from the sky, fallin? in my cup
Old school Chevy thang, comin? down, ***** what

Got diamonds in my mouth, got some Gucci on my seat
Got g's on my ***, it's cold when I speak
Got a freak on my arm, got a charm around my neck
You can go on and pass the mike, watch I'm 'bout to catch wreck

Still screamin? out mayne, ***** in my hand
Southside so throwed, throwed in the game
Big face on my chain, 84's on the frame
Big bodies comin? down, hoggin? up both lanes

Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the
(Get, get like me)
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the
(Get like me)

Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit
Put it in the air
Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit
Put it in the air

Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit
Put it in the air
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit

The name you know of
A little bit of change now your boy done blown up
And I?m doing things that gets exposed
Stuntin? ain?t a thing to me
And it?s obvious it?s plain to see

That you are going to make us both, get into some things
That?ll scare grown folks, they might even say
You should leave me alone, don?t be scared
You need to get like me

Stuntin? is a habit, just gotta have it
Shawty can throw anything at me
I?m gonna bag it, when she sees the carrots
They real just like a rabbit, can?t no other boy
Do the things you like

He ain?t your type, to change your life
But if you did your homework
Girl I?m pretty sure you know what I got
Drop top, singing know Jones and Banner gonna roll
Let me stop

Stuntin? is a habit, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the
(Get, get like me)
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the
(Get like me)

Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit
Put it in the air
Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit
Put it in the air

Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit
Put it in the air
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit

Look at who?s the boys ridin? Maybach
I?m in the candy, laid back, like I slang *****
My money?s stacked to the ceiling
Getting in my Chevy?s like climbing up a building

Them 28?s on deck, 37 on my wrist, 105 on my neck
This rap money?s ok, want you to see these movies checks
And it?s cartoon path to SS so sweet
My Bentley?s hatin? on that ***, while old schoolers gettin? *****

She opened up her arm, but then she slit both wrists
They go to suicide doors, wood on the dash
Bare steels on the toes, I got [incomprehensible]
Got some chrome on the nose, the white boys go ?sweet?

The black folks go ?ohh!,? I got a ?lac full of ****
I?m brick with the *****, I?m throwin? bombs out the Lambo
Them butterflies throwin? up, I got Chad in my heart
And DJ Screwed in my crunk

Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit, get like me
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the
(Get, get like me)
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the
(Get like me)

Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit
Put it in the air
Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit
Put it in the air

Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit
Put it in the air
Have you ever seen a Chevy with the butterfly doors?
Stuntin?, stuntin? is a habit

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Butterfly Kisses - Lyrics - Jeff Carson

Title: Butterfly Kisses
Artist: Jeff Carson
Composer(s): Bob Carlisle, Randy Thomas

Lyric:
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven
And she's daddy's little girl

As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes
And I thank God for all of the joy in my life
Oh, but most of all

For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair
"Walk beside the pony, daddy, it's my first ride"
"I know the cake looks funny, daddy, but I sure tried"

Oh, with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve a hug every morning
And butterfly kisses at night

Sweet sixteen today
She's looking like her momma
A little more everyday
One part woman, the other part girl

To perfume and makeup
Form ribbons and curls
Trying her wings out in a great big world
But I remember

Butterfly kisses

She'll change her name today
She'll make a promise and I'll give her away
Standing in the bride room just staring at her

She asked me what I'm thinking
I said, "I'm not sure
I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl"
Then she leaned over and gave me

Butterfly kisses with her mama there
Sticking little flowers all up in her hair
"Walk me down the aisle, daddy, it's just about time
Does my wedding gown look pretty, daddy?
Daddy, don't cry"

With all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve her love every morning
And butterfly kisses for life

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Safe In A Room - Lyrics - White Butterfly - Inme

Title: Safe In A Room
Album: White Butterfly
Artist: Inme
Composer(s): Casey Chimielinski

Lyric:
There's no mistakes to be made
Anymore for you and her
I sense your cold
Now that I'll always be there for you
And I know that I'll get this in your head

We'll fight, we'll lie down on this field
Time will liberate us again
Sunshine, yeah, we'll talk in the grass and I know that I'm

Safe in your room, there's no time
Yeah, the clock stopped years ago
Dear friend of mine, he makes me laugh
Yeah, the clock stopped years ago

Know that I'll always be there for you
I've known you so long
I love you like a brother, I have to
Suddenly I, I know that I'm

Safe In your room, there's no time
Yeah, the clock stopped years ago
Dear friend of mine, he makes me laugh
But he almost made me cry

Don't ever do this, never end it
You know I cannot watch you cry
You are the best, of the rest
And you're gonna go so far

There's no mistakes to be made anymore
For you and her, her, her
You know that I'll always be there for you
And I know that I'll get this in your head

Safe in your room, there's no time
Yeah, the clock stopped years ago
Dear friend of mine, he makes me laugh
But he almost made me cry

Don't ever do that again, she's not worth it
No, I cannot watch you die
You are the rest of the best
And I'll love you always

Safe in your room
Safe in your room
Safe in your room
Safe in your room

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Butterfly Thing - Lyrics - Tanya Donelly

Title: Butterfly Thing
Artist: Tanya Donelly
Composer(s): Dean Harold Fisher, Tanya Donelly

Lyric:
What's that thing about a butterfly wing
Causing a typhoon
If it's true a wire runs through each thing we do
Then I better stay in my room
Better stay in my room
Better stay in my room

A dressing man will choose the white
By this he saves a life
I don't see her there till he comes up behind
The sun shines on white
I see the light, I hit the brakes the dead girl walks away
And I better stay in my room

Better stay in my room
Better stay in my room
Better stay in my room

Better stay in my room
Better stay in my
Better stay in my room

You go for a ride a girl won't come home
Or maybe that's not the way it goes
Maybe she's fine
Maybe you see a light in time
People are born blaze and collide

We go outside
My hand pushes air
I don't care
I don't think
About the butterfly thing

Honey come outside
And don't think about
The butterfly thing

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Whoever Brings The Night - Lyrics - Dark Passion Play - Nightwish

Title: Whoever Brings The Night
Album: Dark Passion Play
Artist: Nightwish
Composer(s): Tuomas Lauri Holopainen, Erno Matti Juha Vuorinen

Lyric:
We seduce the dark with pain and rapture
Like two ships that pass in the night
You and I, a whore and a bashful sailor
Welcome to a sunrise of a dirty mind

All you love is a lie
You one night butterfly
Hurt me, be the one
Whoever brings the night

The dark created to hide the innocent white, the lust of night
Eyes so bright, seductive lies
Crimson masquerade where I merely played my part
Poison dart of desire

All you love is a lie
You one night butterfly
Hurt me, be the one
Whoever brings the night

Choose a bride tonight
A fantasy for a zombie
Hurt me, I love to suffer
Your harem's a dream for free

Come with me underwater
And drown to despise me no more
Unholy, unworthy
My night is a dream for free

All you love is a lie
You one night butterfly
Hurt me, be the one
Whoever brings the night

All you love is a lie
You one night butterfly
Hurt me, be the one
Whoever brings the night
Whoever brings the night

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Skin Is, My - Lyrics - Mysterious Production of Eggs - Andrew Bird

Title: Skin Is, My
Album: Mysterious Production of Eggs
Artist: Andrew Bird
Composer(s): Andrew Wegman Bird

Lyric:
My skin is white as parchment
Drier than a downtown office building
Where the air is tight
There's time spent, resting on her bones
Waiting for the telephone to ring

Ba-ring, ba-ring, ba-ring
Ba-ring, ba-ring, ba-ring
Ba-ring, ba-ring, ba-ring
Ba-ring, ba-ring, ba-ring

My skin is cold as her toes
On the bathroom floor
Run back to bed and slam the door
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh, how it shakes the ground
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh, what a lovely

Skin is my, it's the only thing
That doesn't really fly in my land
And love, oh, love
Is my, love is
It's the only thing that
Butterfly in Thailand

Let it be printed on every T-shirt in this land
On the finest of cottons and the hippest of brands
On bolder letters than the capital I
It's the only thing, it's the only thing
It's the only lonely, whoa

My skin is white as parchment
Drier than a downtown office building
Where the air is tight
There's time spent waiting for that
Macrame bird of prey
To come down and sing

La-ling, la-ling, la-ling
La-ling, la-ling, la-ling
La-ling, la-ling, la-ling
La-ling, la-ling, la-ling

Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh, how it shakes the ground
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh, how it shakes the ground
Oh, what a lovely sound

Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh, how it shakes the ground
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh, how it shakes the ground
Oh, what a lovely sound
Oh, oh what a lovely sound

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Real Fright - Lyrics - Ball - Iron Butterfly

Title: Real Fright
Album: Ball
Artist: Iron Butterfly
Composer(s): Douglas Ingle, Erik Braunn, Ron Bushy

Lyric:
Real fright's the story of a maddening darkness
It leaves your hands and your face real tight
Your mind starts to wander while your body starts shaking
Your mouth feels dry as your bones start aching

You want to know the pattern that has gripped your life
Your heart starts pounding while you're breathing real fright
A face chalk white that starts the sight
Ears hear the sounds of real fright

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Radio Interruption - Lyrics - The Sound of Revenge - Chamillionaire

Title: Radio Interruption
Album: The Sound of Revenge
Artist: Chamillionaire
Composer(s): Nsilo Kharonde Reddick, Hakeem Seriki, Nicholas Sherwood

Lyric:
This for the streets, nah this for the radio
This for the streets, nah this for the radio
This for the streets, nah this for the radio
Well it's for radio then just keep it street, well go on do it then

Nah, that ain't a problem at all my man
Got a lot of rubber bands, time to count up all my grands
Well, go on do it then put a ninth caller in
Now we got a lot of jams, we gon' play a lot of Cham

Well, go on do it then, she can say she is not a fan
Tell me she ain't got a man, plus she got a lot of damn
And she love how the Impala can
Change a bunch of colors like you lookin' at a hologram

She wanna ride off on 24's
Butterfly do's raise up, she feelin' so
special and she like my music better slow
Tell me that I'm fin' to blow, I reply to her, "I know"

So let me break it down and do somethin' I know the ladies can feel
She say she's lovin' my style, she say she's lovin' my style
Turn on the radio and you probably hearin' nothin' but the
Chamillitary Mayne

We interruptin' this sound just to let you hear a message from me
I'm representin' the South, I'm representin' the South
And know how we get down, know we gotta keep it gutter and street
Go on do it then

I got a white girl, I call her Shady Aftermath
'Cause she love a rapper, see a nigga she gonna snatch him fast
Fine and you can't say that she don't have an ass
Plus her eyes green enough to even up and match my cash

Hispanic college girl that love to dance right after class
Pray the way she back that ass up her class she has to pass
The others bad and black, take her to the bachelor pad
Crib big yo, her man's crib is less than half of that

Call up the DJ's on your radio
They'll say Chamillionaire got a crazy flow
My radio station doesn't play it though
Say he gotta make somethin' for the ladies so

So let me break it down and do somethin' I know the ladies can feel
She say she's lovin' my style, she say she's lovin' my style
Turn on the radio and you probably hearin' nothin' but the
Chamillitary Mayne

We interruptin' this sound just to let you hear a message from me
I'm representin' the South, I'm representin' the South
And know how we get down, know we gotta keep it gutter and street
Go on do it then

Relax boy, lax boy, revenge is the sound
I've made it here, America gon' have to feel me now
Hear that bass come rumblin', boys see me actin' up
Also see that fast pyoom pyoom when I pass him up

Turn it up, tell the listeners to listen here
Listenin' here the sickest rapper in the Southern hemisphere
Yeah, keep it gutter, suckers missin' in the picture yeah
We erased them from the game, commercial rappers disappear

Call up the DJ's on your radio
They'll say Chamillionaire got a crazy flow
My radio station doesn't play it though
Say he gotta make somethin' for the ladies so

So let me break it down and do somethin' I know the ladies can feel
She say she's lovin' my style, she say she's lovin' my style
Turn on the radio and you probably hearin' nothin' but the
Chamillitary Mayne

We interruptin' this sound just to let you hear a message from me
I'm representin' the South, I'm representin' the South
And know how we get down, know we gotta keep it gutter and street
Go on do it then

Now they know the name that's running the game
Them boyz down in Houston that got the streets on lock
But just in case they slow and don't know
Somebody tell em the name, Chamillitary Mayne

Ha ha, you got a problem? Then let it be known
You got something you wanna get off your chest
Give us a call, we're taking requests
Go on do it then

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Can'T Stop - Lyrics - By The Way - Red Hot Chili Peppers

Title: Can'T Stop
Album: By The Way
Artist: Red Hot Chili Peppers
Composer(s): Michael Peter Balzary, John Frusciante, Chad Smith, Anthony Kiedis

Lyric:
Can't stop addicted to the shindig
Chop top he says, "I'm gonna win big "
Choose not a life of imitation
Distant cousin to the reservation

Defunk the pistol that you pay for
This punk the feeling that you stay for
In time I want to be your best friend
East side love is living on the westend

Knock out but boy you better come to
Don't die, you know the truth is some do
Go write your message on the pavement
Burnin' so bright, I wonder what the wave meant

White heat is screaming in the jungle
Complete the motion if you stumble
Go ask the dust for any answers
Come back strong with 50 belly dancers

The world I love, the tears I drop
To be part of the wave can't stop
Ever wonder if it's all for you
The world I love, the trains I hop
To be part of the wave can't stop
Come and tell me when it's time to

Sweetheart is bleeding in the snowcone
So smart she's leading me to ozone
Music the great communicator
Use two sticks to make it in the nature

I'll get you into penetration
The gender of a generation
The birth of every other nation
Worth your weight the gold of meditation

This chapter's going to be a close one
Smoke rings, I know your going to blow one
All on a spaceship persevering
Use my hands for everything but steering

Can't stop the spirits when they need you
Mop tops are happy when they feed you
J. Butterfly is in the treetop
Birds that blow the meaning into bebop

The world I love, the tears I drop
To be part of the wave can't stop
Ever wonder if it's all for you
The world I love, the trains I hop
To be part of the wave can't stop
Come and tell me when it's time to

Wait a minute I'm passing out
Win or lose, just like you
Far more shocking
Than anything I ever knew, how about you

10 more reasons
Why I need somebody new just like you
Far more shocking
Than anything I ever knew, right on cue

Can't stop addicted to the shin dig
Chop top he says, "I'm gonna win big"
Choose not a life of imitation
Distant cousin to the reservation

Defunk the pistol that you pay for
This punk the feeling that you stay for
In time, I want to be your best friend
East side love is living on the westend

Knock out but boy you better come to
Don't die, you know the truth is some do
Go write your message on the pavement
Burnin' so bright, I wonder what the wave meant

Kick start the golden generator
Sweet talk but don't intimidate her
Can't stop the Gods from engineering
Feel no need for any interfering

Your image in the dictionary
This life is more than ordinary
Can I get 2 maybe even 3 of these
Come from space to teach you of the pliedes

Can't stop the spirits when they need you
This life is more than just a read through

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Flipmode Squad Meets Def Squad - Lyrics - The Coming - Busta Rhymes

Title: Flipmode Squad Meets Def Squad
Album: The Coming
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Wayne A. Notise, Jamal Phillips, Marlon King, Roger Mcnair, Keith Murray, George Spivey, Reggie Noble, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream
Here to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin' team
Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I know you heard of me
You probably know some bitch niggaz who wanna murder me
Busta Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster
For me the microphone master
Look, I crash ya, bash ya skull
Fucky with Mally G if you're trying to take a fall

Niggaz talk about killin' and never get to it
Fuck the yappin', be true to it, do it
Steady scream about your East and your West side
But you ain't in it when it comes to the homicide
Niggaz better get up off that bullshit quick
Caught up in the limelight, gettin' way too slick
See 'em at the shows 'bout to rock they shit off
Gettin' they peeps fucked up 'cause they block is soft

As for terror, I sever the best of MC's
Look, little Mally G trippin' off these indo trees
About to murder label's jerkin' but mercy us
Def Squad niggaz prophesize like the Perseus
Droppin' degrees to zero with flatlines
Kill your whole entourage off with just one rhyme
One rhyme, one rhyme, one rhyme, just one rhyme
I, I don't give a fuck, I kill 'em with just one rhyme

Woo, yeah, you wish that you could get with this
Terrorist, lyricist, for your era it's
My time to shine and I'm still payin' dues
And I'ma be famous on either rap or the news, motherfucker
I only tell you nothin' but the real it's
Tight up in the struggle tryin' to get this fuckin' meal, why?
Niggaz act shifty so I shift a long
Three tri three chrome, it's the same ol' song

I seen the shades and the suedes from afar Pah
But hold up, do you know who I are?
The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the spot is on
You blot it I got it then shot it it's hot up in your dome
Peace with the chrome, piece that I pack
Remember fuck around and catch a Mack to your back

Who the fuck I be I, you cannot see I
Flabbergasted, blasted, my Magnum P.I.
Oops, I lie, I got a cannon bout the size of Grand Canyon
I'm prime time, giving MC's Knots Landing
Duck, heavens to fuckin' Merkatroid
I drop noise that employs the unbelievable
Recline like receding hairline, crime speaks fine
With a nine pull line blind keep mines up my sleeve until

You start to quiver, metabolism splits rivers
I rock so many broads I leave your entourage tender
Like bartenders mix liquor
I serve you over the rocks, I feed you to my flock
Now time to click triggers
Manslaughter in alphabetical order for four quarters
Raw water turn sons to grandaughters

I bring trouble where, you sleep
So I double dare to bust you in your bubble bear, coat
Antidotes cause gunsmoke in Tokyo
MC's dosey do your mics up in this rodeo
My star roast 'em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions
Shuttin' down national state buildings with high ceilings
Funk Doc to the spot freeze
Creepin' on MC's like Vietnamese in army fatigues
Def Squad representer
Hit yo' ass up from the bottom when you enter

Hey yo, once a crack head, always a tack head
You have no craftibility all that shit you talk is dead
As sex, drugs and violence, balance the scales of reality
Y'all don't want no parts of Keith Murray
I'm nicety and sheisty, I get that ass iced deliciously
Niggaz ain't shit to me, word up
You stupid niggaz always got somethin' smart to say
And probably can't even spell TWA

My crew is like police pull up and park anywhere
Yeah yeah
Jump out and get it on right then and there
Whassup? Whassup?
Niggaz is pussy and ways and actions show it
Most of y'all niggaz dead, and don't even know it
And Def Squad L.O.D. for life
Word up, yeah, fuck your life
Act trife I'll let my dog cold fuck your wife
Fuck your life

Aiyyo, you just heard the sounds of Mally G
Redman, Keith Murray, bringin' the ruckus, the Def Squad
Next up is the Flipmode Squad, this is Howard Cossell
First up to the ring Rampage the Last Boy Scout
Lord Have Mercy For, and the In-fer-mous
Busta Rhymes

Two one two, I'm living life as a rugged MC
When I step up in your jam, yo, I'm V.I.P.
Niggaz and bitches be eyein' me
I'm spontaneous, I'm wreckin' brothers out the frame
Because I'm dangerous
I'm well known like Keith Murray and my boy Reggie Noble
Chickenheads get gassed, so they call me on my mobile
I'm great distance like AT&T
I stroke like a butterfly, sting like a bee

Yo, I Fades Them All like my man Mally G
Whip a nigga ass for free
And makin' sure he see visions of me
Rampage the talk of the town
The stalker of New York that fucks up the underground
I'm comin' thorough like a pack of Life Savers
Ask Marley Marl who's the real Future Flavors

My technique I freak seven days a week
I'm undefeated, you can see my Quantum Leap
I'm hittin brothers where it hurt, lyrical expert
Those who got no publishing they need to get jerked
A hundred percent, I gets down what I invent
Rap artists be dying to a certain extent
Sometimes they use the underground to make a comeback
That shit is wack, fade away and never come back

For now and forever, it's the evil that men do
Mental, my inner center Winter
Frosted froze crews inventor, inventor
Invader, evacuate I collapse your major
Straights and lose minds
You're splits two times, for intruders, for these losers
My maneuvers, drop like lugers
Illegal, maybe Lethal, like Gibson's
Splittin' blessings, with three Weapons
Lay in the cut like C-Sections, infestin' the nine-six
For you mindless, niggaz I smack spineless

Or lay back like recliners, as inject jewels
As flesh, moves, when in vaginas, ooh, ooh ooh ooh
Corrupt your minors like New York City's finest lineups
On LSD fine fust in your sinus
Crush like China's, opiuMC grinders
My dust, these rhymers I hijack like airliners
The infiltrator, creator, I'm sinful
Papers stay viscous like religious cults
Leaders that drop scriptures, and rock clips or assault heaters
My Flipmode niggaz, we're like Afghanistan guerillas

If you want more information look listen and read
While I sit back and I roll another fat bag of weed
We about to take control of your set like cruise control speed
Satisfy my lyrical semen, plants my Johnny Apple-seed
Mental slave grip on your brain like white people
My music will dominate the population like black people
Utilize my efforts to exercise my inner thoughts
I capitalize on my many and various styles of all sorts
Hold down the forts smokin', drinkin' mad quarts
For sports talk to chickenheads in botty lik shorts

Let's get the cream so that we can move up in this fortress
Bounce to art galleries and purchase exotic portraits
Here we go again, another phenomenon when I get on
Busta Rhymes and my nigga named Stretch Armstrong
We represent the ultimate unit for the nine-season
Flipmode Squad will bust your shit for even the wrong reasons
Chaotic sample make a nigga wanna get down
Till they come through like the ATF and shut your shit down
Alcohol, tobacco and firearms is how we movin'
Raw rapid fire flows while the music keeps you niggaz groovin'

I don't know who the fuck you really think you foolin'
You're so far from up to par and your shit needs improvin'
From your conversation the way you come across your shit is off
Malfunctionin' my nigga you about to feel the real force
Lay you on your face while I beat you up your head with the holy cross
Exotic niggaz blastin' off to the Land of the Lost
If you can't see this, I recommend some
School for the blind by Helen Keller

Big ups to Lord Have Mercy, Rampage and the Cella Dwellas
Redman and the Rockafellas
Big ups to Mally G, Keith Murray sunny days and bad weathers
But still we travel the world like National Lampoon
It's Busta Rhymes for the whole entire ninety-six
So saty tuned

Flipmode, completely getting inside that ass
Def Squad, respek

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Poison Kiss - Lyrics - Poison Kiss - The Last Goodnight

Title: Poison Kiss
Album: Poison Kiss
Artist: The Last Goodnight
Composer(s): Ely Weisfeld, Jeff Blue, Leor Dimant, Kurtis John

Lyric:
Your eyes don't lie, they give you away
You say, you say, everything is different today
Your footsteps fall all over the place
You're up, you're down, a butterfly caught in the cage

I don?t know why I needed you more
I don't know how, you got through the door
I don't know where you were
But back and forth, back and forth

This is the last goodbye I'm ever gonna say
This is the last goodnight I'm ever gonna waste
This kiss is poisonous
If you can control the way it enters your soul

One love, one life
One love is better than you tonight

Sunday driver, you never get far
You call, you call, everyone is juggling hearts
You think that you never make a mistake
You say, you say, everyone else is to blame

I don?t know why I needed you more
I don't know how you got through the door
I don't know where you were
But back and forth, back and forth

This is the last goodbye I'm ever gonna say
This is the last goodnight I'm ever gonna waste
This kiss is poisonous
If you can control the way it enters your soul

The devil inside, I see your eyes changing
Green to white
There is nowhere to hide, inside I feel the same
I feel the same way too

Your eyes don't lie, they give you away
You say, you say, everything is different today

This is the last goodbye I'm ever gonna say
This is the last goodnight I'm ever gonna waste
This kiss is poisonous
If you can control the way it enters your soul

Last goodbye I'm ever gonna say
This is the last goodnight I'm ever gonna waste
This kiss is poisonous
(One love)
If you can control the way it enters your soul
(One love)

One love, one life
(It enters your soul)
One love is better than you tonight
(It enters your soul)

One love, one life
(It enters your soul)
One love is better than you tonight
(It enters your soul)

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Brodels - Lyrics - 311 - 311

Title: Brodels
Album: 311
Artist: 311
Composer(s): Chad Ronald Sexton, Nicholas Hexum, Douglas Vincent Martinez

Lyric:
{Embarrassed}

Ooh, you know we pepper you
With a sonic assault side step a you
I cannot think of a better way
That we can celebrate freedom
Than make up a set of goals and cold beat 'em

See the verbal tags like audio spaghetti
Give a shout to the one they call Yeti
I bet he put the Cabash on any foes whatsoever
Like original brodel Trevor
Positive vibe merchant grandson of Lord Buckley
Scot Ralst shows up if you're lucky

Ad Raspler the Swede, a friend in deed
He's keepin' an eye on the other guy's greed
These are 311 characters I dubbed everyone
The story ain't over but my rhyme is done

Diggie it was the year that I first touched ground
So I grabbed the microphone and I got down
Just like James Brown gather 'round of our sight and sound
Pound for pound we throw down, rather profound

I put you in another world I can't hear you
Like having phone sex with a deaf girl
No doubt we got the jams that'll smack ya
I penned three books of lyrics two for action one for backup
I'm a cold rockin' brother got transistor tunes
And it feels real good to get close to you

The brodel is the nazz and the nazz knows where it's at
The brodel is the nazz who knows a cat who can feed a cat
The goal is to be a poet and a carpenter
To be one who loves to be one who works
The nazz's not something that can be given
The brodel is inside you it comes from within

When I fell into the sea
When the whale came and kissed me
Transformed my shit told the shark I was a dolphin
Swam quick funny though
Piranhas chilled and laughed at
The way that I took off my polka dots on top of that
The whales know I'm quick watch out
And I get funky fresh as for the fishes I'm lit luminous
I'm not nouvo techno I glow like a glacial
In skin that swims faster than speed I am I be
Dropped out of nothing I will return to nothing
Rotate my style my rhyme my way magician of a rythm
Lover of animals damn I wanna hear 'em
Aquatic my way I got soul shape

Well I'm six foot three and like Mohammed Ali
I float like a butterfly but sting like Poison Ivy
Drive a 69 Linc' suicide doors
Around the town slinking fat subs of course
We're the greatest show on earth
You know we turn it out daily
In and out of town like Baarnum and Bailey
I know that is a simile but I couldn't resist
From Solomon Roadie for the PJ's
I don't think he'll be pissed
I eat a cobb salad, smoked fish, duck, or clam chowder
Chill with Indica and Guinness
Steer clear of white powder
Run into my brother give him a pound and a yodel
They know my word is bond talk 'bout the brodel

The brodel is the nazz and the nazz knows where it's at
The brodel is the nazz who knows a cat who can feed a cat
The goal is to be a poet and a carpenter
To be one who loves to be one who works
The nazz's not something that can be given
The brodel is inside you it comes from within and we're fresh dude
ooh

Just check my man P
He said "I will not muddle my mind with impertinency"
Lost a lot in Vegas plays a lot of Sega
Saw a phrase that he likes and put it on his leg
And we're fresh dude

Just check my man D he said
"Comin' in ruff and tuff all systems are tweakin'
People all over the world they must be thinkin'
All the shit that we kickin' our shoes must be stinkin' "

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Muhammed Ali - Lyrics - Faithless

Title: Muhammed Ali
Artist: Faithless
Composer(s): Gene Mcfadden, Jerry Cohen, Rollo Armstrong, Ayalah Bentovim, Maxi Jazz, John Whitehead

Lyric:
If all you keep hearing it so long, you will see me as a super star
And you'll have time to waste with your minions and tink

I see your face in front of me
Still grainy from that old black and white TV
My whole family silenced
Watching you shape destiny with your two hands
Faster than the eye can see, mesmerizing

You know what? Skinny little me started to struggle
Ten years old, suddenly bold
'Cause I resolved to live like my hero in the ring
Be smart never give an inch

No retreat until when I'm wrapped up
Respect from teachers, Red Necks
And creatures who attack in a pack

Like insects, never seen the light, not before or since a young prince
And I remain convinced of his invincibility, athletic agility, virility
Seen your free spirit forever through eternity
Stings like a bee, Mr.Mohammed Ali

I want you to know you're the original
I want you to know you're the original
I want you to know you're the original

Your achievements defy belief from the belly of the beast
Rising like yeast, my release from low self esteem
Came when I saw you rapping on my TV screen

Float like a butterfly that describes my walk to school
After fight night, I felt so cool 'cause I was the greatest too
Love myself, born slippy, outta love for you

And I knew that someday people would love me too
None of that heckling about my black skin got through
I would walk bare foot through hell for you
It was how I felt back then I would still do for you

So accept these humble words of praise
And my gratitude for those glorious days
And your victorious ways, instilled in the young mind
Skill, sublime yours to mine

I want you to know you're the original
I want you to know you're the original
I want you to know you're the original
I want you to know you're the original
I, I, I

I want you to know you're the original
I want you to know you're the original
I want you to know you're the original
I want you to know you're the original

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Muhammad Ali - Lyrics - Outrospective - Faithless

Title: Muhammad Ali
Album: Outrospective
Artist: Faithless
Composer(s): Gene Mcfadden, Jerry Cohen, Rollo Armstrong, Ayalah Bentovim, Maxi Jazz, John Whitehead

Lyric:
{If all you keep hearing it so long
You will see me as a super star
And you'll have time to waste
With your minions and things}

I see your face in front of me, still grainy
From that old black and white TV
My whole family silenced
Watchin' you shape destiny with your two hands
Faster than the eye could see

Mesmerising

You know what skinny little me, started to strut
Ten years old, suddenly bold
'Cause I resolved to live like my hero in the ring
Be smart, never give an inch, no retreating
And I racked up, respect from teachers, rednecks
And creatures who attack in a pack like insects
Never, seen the like, not before or since
A young prince, and I remain convinced of his invincibility
Athletic agility, virility, still a free spirit
Forever through eternity, stingin' like a bee, Mr. Muhammad Ali

I want you to know
You are the original
I want you to know
You are the original
I want you to know
You are the original

Your achievements defy belief, from the belly of the beast
Risin' like yeast yo, my release from low self-esteem
Came when I saw you rappin' on my TV screen
Float like a butterfly that describe my walk to school
After fight night, I felt so cool 'cause I was the greatest too
Love of self born simply out of love for you

And I knew someday people'll love me too
None of the hecklin' about my black skin got throug
I would walked barefoot through Hell for you
It's how, I felt back then an I still do so will you
Accept these humble words of praise
And my gratitude for those glorious days
And meritorious ways instilled in a young mind
Skills sublime, yours to mine

I want you to know
You are the original
I want you to know
You are the original
I want you to know
You are the original
I want you to know
You are the original

I, I, I, I
I want you to know
You are the original
I want you to know
You are the original
I want you to know
You are the original
I want you to know
You are the original

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Still - Lyrics - Alpha

Title: Still
Artist: Alpha
Composer(s): Corin Dingley, Andrew Michael Jenks, Helen Margaret White

Lyric:
Could you ever and ever, could you
Perceive me completely as I should be

You don?t even know me
You don?t even care

Why thought that I gave me name
Still I lie, concealing my mood

You don?t even know me
You don?t even care

Could you ever
Make her way, make her stay with you

Oh, can you
Butterfly on my head

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Asking Me Lies - Lyrics - Replacements

Title: Asking Me Lies
Artist: Replacements
Composer(s): Paul Westerberg

Lyric:
Summoned through a keyhole in a lunch box for three
Take me to your followers and the swing set police
You can't see the weather, you've got to pull the blinds
They're tellin' you questions and askin' me lies, askin' me lies

Well, the rich are gettin' richer and the poor are gettin' drunk
In a black and white picture there's a lot of gray bunk
Man, you're hittin' them books and hittin' their streets, won't be hard to find
Tellin' you questions, askin' me lies, askin' me lies

Happy birthday, whose ever birthday it is today
Born yesterday, it's a wonder you're still alive
And they're tellin' you questions and they're askin' me lies

Little Boy Zoo and the rock with his helpful friends
Butterfly train never ends, never ends
At a Mexican Bar Mitzvah for seven hundred years
The selfish pray you're gonna drive right by

Tellin' me lies and they're askin' me lies
Tellin' you questions and they're askin' me lies

Happy birthday whose ever birthday it is today
All the sex spit in it gone down on this fight
Tellin' you questions and they're askin' me lies

Tellin' you questions and they're askin' me lies
Tellin' you questions and they're askin' me lies
Askin' me lies, lies, lies

Telling you questions
Telling you questions
Telling you questions
Telling you questions
Lies, lies, lies

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