White Diamond - Lyrics - Kylie Minogue

Title: White Diamond
Artist: Kylie Minogue
Composer(s): Kylie Minogue, Scott D Hoffman, Jason Sellards

Lyric:
I know that it's getting too much, baby
But you don't need the words to say
Sometimes you feel you're at the end of the line
But tonight it's gonna fade away

You're looking out from the darkness
Feeling so alone and you need a flare
Well, I've got the light that's gonna treat you right
And illuminate what's already there

Understand I will be there for you
Understand I'm a diamond for you
A white diamond for you

And just like a burning radio I'm on to you
Your spell I'm under
In the silver shadows I will radiate
And glow for you

What you see and what it seems
Are nothing more than dreams within a dream
Like a pure white diamond
I'll shine on and on and on

Where I'm gonna take you now
Every tear will look out of place
Well, I thought about it but it took until now
To crystallize it into a phrase

Understand I will be there for you
Understand I'm a diamond for you
A white diamond for you

And just like a burning radio I'm on to you
Your spell I'm under
In the silver shadows I will radiate
And glow for you

What you see and what it seems
Are nothing more than dreams within a dream
Like a pure white diamond
I'll shine on and on and on and on

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Diamond In The Back - Lyrics - Chicken N Beer - Ludacris

Title: Diamond In The Back
Album: Chicken N Beer
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Jordan Houston, Paul Beauregard, Christopher Bridges, William Devaughn

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Lyric:
Gangsta white walls
TV antennas in the back
(The back, the back,the back, the back, the back)

I wanna
(Diamond in the back)
I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
And I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

Yeah diamond in the
Diamond in the
Diamond in the

It's hard growin' up lookin' at drug dealers wit' all this paper
Wonderin' how I can get me some?
(Diamond in the, diamond in the diamond in the)
My family's strugglin', I'm buggin', sittin' on my porch
So confused, chewin' on some bubblegum
(Diamond in the, diamond's in, the diamond's in the)

I was always taught to use my manners with the misses
But please, stay away from the hoes and snithes
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
And I was always reached for the sky, I dont know why
I'ma little bitty kid wit' but a whole buncha gangsta wishes
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)

When I grow up, you just wait, I'ma be so straight
And everything's gonna be so marvelous
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
No more borrowin' from the neighbors, no more haters
No more blowin' nintendo cartridges
(Diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)

I'ma have it made in the shade, I'ma be so paid
And my fam, get 'em off that payin' them bills
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
Matta fact im schemin' my way on up out this hood
I'll be good when I ditch these trainin' wheels
(Diamond in the back)

I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
And I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

Yeah diamond in the
Diamond in the
Diamond in the

I'm sick and tired of ridin' public transportation
And patient waitin' on my set of wheels
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
I'm willin' to do what it takes, whatever the stakes
In order to get myself some dollar bills
(Diamond in the, diamond in the, diamond in the)

It's too many holes in my socks and I'm ready to box
Anyone tellin' me I need better shoes
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
And I ain't the only one trippin', or makin a fuss
My older cousin need some cheddar too
(Diamond in the, diamond in the, diamond in the)

He thinkin' 'bout comin' up on the lick, to get it quick
It involves that local corner store
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
I overheard him say he knew who work there
And whatever they do, don't let the owner know
(Diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)

I hope he come back with enough to let me borrow some change
At least for the summer
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
And If he don't let me borrow nothin, but ask me what I want
I'ma tell him I wanna
(Diamond in the back)

I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Diamond in the back)
Could use a
(Sunroof top)
Yo wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
I wanna
(Sunroof top)
Yo wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

Yeah diamond in the
Diamond in the
Diamond in the

Why cant I walk with a limp mama? Won't be no drama
For goodness sakes, I'm just a kid
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
Had to get my whoopin' in fo's, I was just a po'
Like there no remorse for what I did
(Diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)

Gotta learn the hard way, when runnin' them streets
How some just creep, really just to eat a meal
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
I coulda swore it was mine, what I used to tell the po-po
What I left to rob and steal
(Diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)

Man, I gotta earn for a livin', aint nobody givin' me nothin'
Find somethin' I love to do
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)
Hmm, what about that pimpin'? It's good tippin'
Tax free, and I know a lot of people that love to screw
(Diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the)

Yeah, It's just a way of the world, with boys and girls
I'm adjustin' to my environment
(Yeah diamond in the, diamond in the, diamond in the)
This government cheatin' us, so I'll cheat 'em back
Why can't work feel like retirement?
(Diamond in the back)

I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
Could use a
(Sunroof top)
Yo wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wish I had a
(Yeah diamond in the back)
I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

I wanna
(Yeah diamond in the back)
And I wanna
(Sunroof top)
I wanna
(Diggin' in the scene with a gangsta lean)

Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

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Black Diamond Strings - Lyrics - Guy Clark

Title: Black Diamond Strings
Artist: Guy Clark
Composer(s): Guy Clark

Lyric:
Black Diamond Strings
This Black Diamond Strings
Drinkin? 1 W. Harper
Playin? Black Diamond Strings

Black Diamond Strings
Are like white flour and grits
You play Black Diamond Strings
?Cause it?s all you can get

Black Diamond Strings on a catalog guitar
That?s pretty high cotton whoever you are
You break one you change one, that?s as good as it gets
You can play all year long on two or three sets

J.W. Crowell was a hell of a man
He played two nights a week in a hillbilly band
He played at the Ice House on Telephone Road
And he played in the yard just to lighten his load

Black Diamond Strings
Oh, Black Diamond Strings
Drinkin? 1 W. Harper
Playin? Black Diamond Strings

Black Diamond Strings
Are like white flour and grits
You play Black Diamond Strings
?Cause it?s all you can get

Say hey, J.W, come on play that frogline
Let Old Rodney sit in, hell, he?s goin? on nine
His fingers are bleedin?, but he?s keepin? good time
Playin? Black Diamond Strings, and he?ll never quit tryin?

And I causette she told ?em both
She said, "You boys pack it up, it?s time to go home
We got church in the mornin?, man, it?s comin? up dawn
Don?t make me say it again or I?m gone
You can stay here forever, but you?re gonna walk home"

Black Diamond Strings
Oh, Black Diamond Strings
Drinkin? 1 W. Harper
Playin? Black Diamond Strings

Black Diamond Strings
Are like white flour and grits
You play Black Diamond Strings
?Cause it?s all you can get

Black Diamond Strings
Oh, Black Diamond Strings
Drinkin? 1 W. Harper
Playin? Black Diamond Strings

Black Diamond Strings
Are like white flour and grits
You play Black Diamond Strings
?Cause it?s all you can get

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White Limozeen - Lyrics - Dolly Parton

Title: White Limozeen
Artist: Dolly Parton
Composer(s): Dolly Parton, Mac Davis

Lyric:
Fresh scrubbed hot off the bus
Dressed up and feeling good
Eyes full of stars a heart full of dreams
Daisy Mae in Hollywood

Struttin' down the boulevard
The walkway of the stars
With a vision of her name in lights
Reflecting off the cars

And dreaming of a white limozeen
She wants to have a white limozeen

Well, the days to come were long and dark
And the nights were hard and cold
She met the devil in the City of Angels
But she never lost her soul

She kept her dreams close to her heart
Like a family photograph
She cried sometimes and died sometimes
But still she knows how to laugh

Dreaming of a white limozeen
Dreaming of a white limozeen

Now she's a living her dreams like a movie queen
Diamond rings and all things good
From the breadlines to the headlines
She's the toast of Hollywood

White limozeen
White limozeen

Now she's really ridin' high
She's a woman of the world
But deep inside she never changed
She's the same old down home girl

And when the airplane brings the kinfolk
To visit for awhile
There's a friendly guy in a red bow tie
To take 'em around in style

He drives 'em in a white limozeen
She finally got a white limozeen

Now she's a living her dreams like a movie queen
Diamond rings and all things good
From the breadlines to the headlines
She's the toast of Hollywood

She was fresh scrubbed hot off the bus
Dressed up and feelin' good
Eyes full of stars a heart full of dreams
Daisy Mae in Hollywood

She goes struttin' down the boulevard
The walkway of the stars
With a vision of her name in lights
Reflectin' off the cars

And dreamin' of a white limozeen
She finally got a white limozeen
Oh, ridin' in a white limozeen

Limozeen, a white limozeen
A big white limozeen
Limozeen, a white limozeen
A big white limozeen

Limozeen, a white limozeen
A big white limozeen
Limozeen, a white limozeen
A big white limozeen

Limozeen, a white limozeen
A big white limozeen
Limozeen, a white limozeen
A big white limozeen

Limozeen, a white limozeen
A big white limozeen
Limozeen, a white limozeen
A big white limozeen

Limozeen, a white limozeen
A big white limozeen
Limozeen, a white limozeen
A big white limozeen

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White Lexus - Lyrics - Haughty Melodic - Mike Doughty

Title: White Lexus
Album: Haughty Melodic
Artist: Mike Doughty
Composer(s): Mike Doughty, Dan Wilson

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Lyric:
Please show me how to live
Please show me how to have a day
I don?t wanna wake up now
Why do I have to wake up, anyway?

Like a soap star in anguish, shrill but bland
When your white Lexus comes
Around the way idling in the long driveway
Try to feel nothing on command
When your white Lexus comes
The thrill be damned

I forgive the world right now
Still I play the chump?s role every time
My world?s the surface of the moon
My heart?s down in a diamond mine

Like the black stars of Memphis, moaning on
When your white Lexus comes to drive me out
Drive me to the edge of town
Try to feel nothing on command
When your white Lexus comes
The thrill be damned
Damn it to the last damned man

When your white Lexus comes
When your white Lexus comes
When your white Lexus comes

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Black Diamond Bay - Lyrics - Desire - Bob Dylan

Title: Black Diamond Bay
Album: Desire
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Jacques Levy, Bob Dylan

Lyric:
Up on the white veranda
She wears a necktie and a Panama hat
Her passport shows a face from
Another time and place
She looks nothin' like that
And all the remnants of her recent past
Are scattered in the wild wind
She walks across the marble floor
Where a voice from the gambling room is callin' her to come on in
She smiles, walks the other way
As the last ship sails and the moon fades away
From Black Diamond Bay

As the mornin' light breaks open, the Greek comes down
And he asks for a rope and a pen that will write
"Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says
Carefully removes his fez
"Am I hearin' you right?"
And as the yellow fog is liftin'
The Greek is quickly headin' for the second floor
She passes him on the spiral staircase
Thinkin' he's the Soviet Ambassador
She starts to speak, but he walks away
As the storm clouds rise and the palm branches sway
On Black Diamond Bay

A soldier sits beneath the fan
Doin' business with a tiny man who sells him a ring
Lightning strikes, the lights blow out
The desk clerk wakes and begins to shout
"Can you see anything?"
Then the Greek appears on the second floor
In his bare feet with a rope around his neck
While a loser in the gambling room lights up a candle
Says, "Open up another deck"
But the dealer says, "Attendez-vous, s'il vous plait"
As the rain beats down and the cranes fly away
From Black Diamond Bay

The desk clerk heard the woman laugh
As he looked around the aftermath and the soldier got tough
He tried to grab the woman's hand
Said, "Here's a ring, it cost a grand"
She said, "That ain't enough"
Then she ran upstairs to pack her bags
While a horse-drawn taxi waited at the curb
She passed the door that the Greek had locked
Where a handwritten sign read, "Do not disturb"
She knocked upon it anyway
As the sun went down and the music did play
On Black Diamond Bay

I've got to talk to someone quick
But the Greek said, "Go away" and he kicked the chair to the floor
He hung there from the chandelier
She cried, "Help, there's danger near
Please open up the door!"
Then the volcano erupted
And the lava flowed down from the mountain high above
The soldier and the tiny man were crouched in the corner
Thinking of forbidden love
But the desk clerk said, "It happens every day"
As the stars fell down and the fields burned away
On Black Diamond Bay

As the island slowly sank
The loser finally broke the bank in the gambling room
The dealer said, "It's too late now
You can take your money, but I don't know how
You'll spend it in the tomb"
The tiny man bit the soldier's ear
As the floor caved in and the boiler in the basement blew
While she's out on the balcony, where a stranger tells her
"My darling, je vous aime beaucoup"
She sheds a tear and then begins to pray
As the fire burns on and the smoke drifts away
From Black Diamond Bay

I was sittin' home alone one night in L.A.
Watchin' old Cronkite on the seven o'clock news
It seems there was an earthquake that
Left nothin' but a Panama hat
And a pair of old Greek shoes
Didn't seem like much was happenin'
So I turned it off and went to grab another beer
Seems like every time you turn around
There's another hard-luck story that you're gonna hear
And there's really nothin' anyone can say
And I never did plan to go anyway
To Black Diamond Bay

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Bubba Sparxx - Lyrics - Dark Days Bright Nights - Bubba Sparxxx

Title: Bubba Sparxx
Album: Dark Days Bright Nights
Artist: Bubba Sparxxx
Composer(s): Patrick L Brown, Warren Anderson Mathis, Raymon Ameer Murray, Rico Renard Wade

Lyric:
This is Bubba Sparxx in the streets
This is Bubba Sparxx in the streets

I just hitch hiked my way from Athens to Cascade
Paid homage for three days, been writin' the past eight
I feel I'm the last great warrior of written lyric
You can move to Polo Club bitch, you still ain't gettin' near it

If it's Bubba spittin' fear it, this that shit legends made of
It'll take more than a flag for them folks to segregate us
Hook it, let it cake up prepare it for whole sale
This my mother fuckin' heart, I don't care if it don't sell

I dare you to go tell, your people that Bubbas bogus
I'm sorry, did my antics interrupt your fucking focus?
Dammit I guess it's hopless, y'all just won't listen
When I'm rhymin' to provide you with diamond that don't glisten

I had to be the one, this shit was my birth right
You content with moving units, I'm faced with a worse plight
To give you a verse like, that first hit of extascy
Yeah you special in your click but you ain't shit up next to me

And if you get the best of me, nah, that shit ain't feasable
'Cuz trying to get a hold of Bubba is like chasing a greasy bull

It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(The coolest white boy I know)
It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(C'mon now y'all don't really want it)

Shit these boys don't really want it, the just mumblin' to be heard
Damn y'all wasn't lying, sleepy crumblin' in some sweet herb
I'm humble till my speech slurs, then it's off the bleachears
In the closet with your wife enticing her to floss her features

This one 'ot to teach you, it ain't fun to play with Bubba
Took a rich prissy bitch and played her this and made her gutta'
But she made me late for suppa' and I don't eat but once a day
I'm tryin' to watch my weight 'cuz my street days a month away

And I want these sluts to love me, but if they don't then fuck 'em
'Cuz tomorrow if they swallow, if they won't, I duck 'em
I bet y'all never seen one of me look so clean
Kept it right here in the South and did it with a good old team

So hate it if you must, but I made it and you can trust
That every vowel out my bowel, is sacred it just to us
They played it and made a fuss 'cuz the truth is a frighten topic
Ricky pull the plug, shit, that's all that might could stop it

It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(The coolest white boy I know)
It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(C'mon now y'all don't really want it)

It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(The coolest white boy I know)
It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(They just mumblin' to be heard)

I'm through noddin' my head to shit, thats anythin' but monumental
Can't just settle for La Grange, therefore my slang is continental
From my road to your trap, my code is no dap
If your head is like a keg, chillin' ice cold with no tap

Five shows with no nap, I'll sleep when I in the dirt
Ain't tryin' to party with you industry faggots, I come to work
Emergin' from the hurt, that life was and still will be
Took a shower at the dungeon, dried off and was still filthy

These bitches will feel me, I promise, just bein' honest
It's like its '93 again, got that heat for them premadonnas
Wide eyed in the booth, this goes beyond politics
In other words keep that pussy, I already got a bitch

And I'm pledgin' not switch from authentic to counterfeit
'Cuz when it comes to that raw, y'all hit it I found the shit
And I wont speak in the dungeon, till it's hardway on the wall
In the name of Bubba Sparxx, shit ain't even fair for y'all

It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(The coolest white boy I know)
It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(C'mon now y'all don't really want it)

It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(The coolest white boy I know)
It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(They just mumblin' to be heard)

It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(The coolest white boy I know)
It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(C'mon now y'all don't really want it)

It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(The coolest white boy I know)
It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(They just mumblin' to be heard)

The coolest white boy I know
They just mumblin' to be heard

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Iceman - Lyrics - Rotten Apple - Lloyd Banks

Title: Iceman
Album: Rotten Apple
Artist: Lloyd Banks
Composer(s): David Morris, Premro Vonzellaire Smith, Brad Jordan, Christopher Charle Lloyd, David Darnell Brown

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Lyric:
Yeah, I'm back

They know me 'round here, they call me Iceman
I ain't your friend boy, I'll f*** your wife man
Look at my left, now look at my right hand
Every time I move it looks like a strike of lightning

My name is Banks, but you can call me Igloo
There's white rocks on my neck and my wrist's blue
So don't trip 'cause you know I got my pistol
You'll be surprised of the doors that it gets through

Yeah, Louie introduced me to jewelry, now I'm lovin' it
Tell Jacob the shinin's so good, them h*** love the s***
Diamond after diamond and I climbed up out the bottom
So holla if it's a problem, I got 'em just like you got 'em

I'm stylin', they grillin' 'cause my whip can buy a skyscraper
Roll down the windows stick my hand out, "Hi hater"
I'm on my way to L.A., I'll see you guys later
You'll be here when I get back, ain't got no time to drink that

Now all I do is sit back, hop on the plane and sip 'gnac
Hop in the Range and whip that, came in the game with this crap
You say my name you get smacked, right on your brain with the gat
Know who you playin' with Black, then holla back

They know me 'round here, they call me Iceman
I ain't your friend boy, I'll f*** your wife man
Look at my left, now look at my right hand
Every time I move it looks like a strike of lightning

My name is Banks, but you can call me Igloo
There's white rocks on my neck and my wrist's blue
So don't trip 'cause you know I got my pistol
You'll be surprised of the doors that it gets through

My name is Buck but you can call me Icey
I keep spillin' Cristal on my white T
Don't give a f***, b**** you ain't gotta like me
I pop my trunk and have you runnin' in your Nike's

Look what I just bought, this white mink I got it in New York
And this bright link I put it on and walk right out the store
Where's my car keys? What am I gon' drive?
My Phantom got the steering wheel on the wrong side

Pocket full of cash, Ferrari with the drive-out tags
Them h*** followin' us, let me stop and get some gas
Liberace, the cops watch me
I'm ice skatin' like a n**** playin' hockey, holla back

They know me 'round here, they call me Iceman
I ain't your friend boy, I'll f*** your wife man
Look at my left, now look at my right hand
Every time I move it looks like a strike of lightning

My name is Banks, but you can call me Igloo
There's white rocks on my neck and my wrist's blue
So don't trip 'cause you know I got my pistol
You'll be surprised of the doors that it gets through

Canary yellow princess cut, rocks when I smile
Fat boy kept it gritty since I was a chubby child
Look at me now, hat cocked up, wristwatch rocked up
When I put my hand up to my mouth and hit that sticky stuff

The light, hit the ice, on my eight-ways piece
In the streets, I'm a G, on the mic, I'm a beast
Keep a b**** on her knees, n**** please, I'm a pimp
Purge first, ask last, I'm a shark, you a shrimp

Check a deuce, Chevrolet, rims taller than my son
Gun, on the seat with a extra clip 'cause I ain't fin' to run
In my brand new, shell toe, three stripe, all white
In other words, come my way with that s*** you gon' lose your life

They know me 'round here, they call me Iceman
I ain't your friend boy, I'll f*** your wife man
Look at my left, now look at my right hand
Every time I move it looks like a strike of lightning

My name is Banks, but you can call me Igloo
There's white rocks on my neck and my wrist's blue
So don't trip 'cause you know I got my pistol
You'll be surprised of the doors that it gets through

What the f*** are they yellin'?
Dope man, anybody killa in the hood, f*** the homeboy sellin'
I've got a problem with him, if I can't touch it
Then he can't slang it and these streets get dangerous

Corny n****z pull up in cargo vans
Palms sweaty, icky's out with they masks all mad
I gave 'em the order and that's all bad
Born into flossin' flashin' got his mark-a**, smashed

The Iceman is in the buildin' chillin', big game huntin'
And this lame's, stuntin', got an addiction
That's deeper than a prescription, he's sleepin'
I'm on a mission to beat him in my position, it's f***ed

They know me 'round here, they call me Iceman
I ain't your friend boy, I'll f*** your wife man
Look at my left, now look at my right hand
Every time I move it looks like a strike of lightning

My name is Banks, but you can call me Igloo
There's white rocks on my neck and my wrist's blue
So don't trip 'cause you know I got my pistol
You'll be surprised of the doors that it gets through

They know me 'round here, they call me Iceman
Watch out
They know me 'round here, they call me Iceman
Watch out, I'll f*** yo' wife man

They know me 'round here, they call me Iceman
Watch out
They know me 'round here, I'll f*** yo' wife man
Watch out, yeah

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'Loa' House - Lyrics - Voodoo - King Diamond

Title: 'Loa' House
Album: Voodoo
Artist: King Diamond
Composer(s): Andy Larocque

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Lyric:
1932, North of Baton Rouge
Louisiana nights are darker than before
Along the Mississippi, that is where it is
The old colonial house, a mansion if you will
White as snow, the mansion still seems to have its glow

And when the moon is full and white
You can hear the drums of voodoo echo in the night
In the 'LOA' House, misery will strike again

Jean Le Noir, the first to own this house
He was a voodoo priest, a Houngan so they say
The voodoo cemetery, that is where he is
Died at the hand of an evil Bocor's will
They say, he's been walking the house ever since that day

And when the moon is full and white
You can hear the drums of voodoo echo in the night
In the 'LOA' House, misery will strike again

They never should have come, no no no
They never should have come to the 'LOA' House
They never should have come, no no no
They never should have come to the 'LOA'

7 days ago, the Lafayette's moved in
Sarah is with child and David is the man
This is no Abigail, this child will survive
And Grandfather dear, why did they bring him here?
White as snow, that's all he sees
Oh, he's been blind for years

They never should have come, no no no
They never should have come to the 'LOA' House
They never should have come, no no no
They never should have come to the 'LOA'

And when the moon is full and white
You can hear the drums of voodoo echo in the night
In the 'LOA' House, misery will strike again
In the 'LOA' House, misery will strike again
And again, and again, and again, and again
And again, and again, and again, and again, and again

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An Open Letter To Nyc - Lyrics - Beastie Boys

Title: An Open Letter To Nyc
Artist: Beastie Boys
Composer(s): Michael Diamond, Johnny Blitz, Cheetah Chrome, Adam Yauch, Jimmy Zero, Gordon Jenkins, Jeff Magnum, David Thomas, Stiv Bators, Adam Horowitz

Lyric:
Listen you all New Yorkers

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen

Brownstones, water towers, trees, skyscrapers
Writers, prize fighters and Wall Street traders
We come together on the subway cars
Diversity unified, whoever you are

We're doing fine on the One and Nine line
On the L we're doin' swell
On the number Ten bus we fight and fuss
'Cause we're thorough in the boroughs
And that's a must

I remember when the Deuce was all porno flicks
Running home after school to play pix
At lunch I'd go to Blimpies down on Montague Street
And hit the Fulton Street Mall for the sneakers on my feet

Dear New York I hope you're doing well
I know a lot's happen and you've been through hell
So, we give thanks for providing a home
Through your gates at Ellis Island we passed in droves

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen

The L.I.E. the B.Q.E
Hippies at the band shell with the L.S.D.
Get my BVD's from VIM
You know I'm reppin' Manhattan the best I can

Stopped off at Bleeker Bob's got thrown out
Sneakin' in at 4 AM after going out
You didn't rob me in the park at Dianna Ross
But everybody started looting when the light went off

From the South South Bronx on out to Queens Bridge
From Hollis Queens right down to Bay Ridge
From Castle Hill to the Lower East Side
From 1010 WINS to Live At Five

Dear New York, this is a love letter
To you and how you brought us together
We can't say enough about all you do
'Cause in the city were ourselves and electric too

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen

Shout out the South Bronx where my mom hails from
Right next to High Bridge across from Harlem
To the Grand Concourse where my mom and dad met
Before they moved on down to the Upper West

I see you're still strong after all that's gone on
Life long we dedicate this song
Just a little something to show some respect
To the city that blends and mends and tests

Since 911 we're still livin'
And lovin' life we've been given
Ain't nothing gonna take that away from us
Were lookin' pretty and gritty 'cause in the city we trust

Dear New York, I know a lot has changed
2 towers down but you're still in the game
Home to many rejecting know one
Accepting peoples of all places, wherever they're from

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen

New York
New York
New York city

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Back Of My Lac' - Lyrics - Back of My Lac - J. Holiday

Title: Back Of My Lac'
Album: Back of My Lac
Artist: J. Holiday
Composer(s): Quincy Lowe, Nahum Thorton Grymes, William E Edwar Devaughn

Lyric:
I wanna cruise away from here

This is for my pimps, this is for my hustlers
Diamond in the back, Lac drivin' mother
If you're gettin', smoke one for me
If you gettin' drunk, it better be Hennessey

This is for my chicks lookin' good in their whips
Smokin', drinkin' 'gnac, real sexy when they sip
What's my name? Uncle James
Family, rest in peace

I grew up in a house with my mother, I didn't have my father
'Cause he felt it was his time to move on
It seems when I got a bit older, the world got a little bit colder
And I had to learn everything on my own

I think about where I've been and where I am
Oh, when I know I've got so far to go but y'all don't hear me
So when I don't even feel like thinkin' about it or talkin' about it, yeah
This is where I go, you can find me

Sittin' in the back of my Lac
Smoke, sippin' my yak, yeah, yeah
Oh, sometimes I gotta be alone
Sittin' in the back of my Lac
Smoke, sippin' my yak, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, sometimes I gotta get away

Sittin' in the back of my Lac
Smoke, sippin' my yak, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sittin' in the back of my Lac
Smoke, sippin' my yak, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Sometimes I don't know if I want to keep on goin'
So I go and I be alone
I get in my car, I hit the boulevard, I park then I sit
I spark and then I sip

And I smoke and, and I drink and
And it helps me clear my mind
I said, I smoke and, and I drink and
And it helps me clear my mind

I said I smoke and, and I drink and
And it helps me clear my mind
Helps me clear my mind, yeah

Sittin' in the back of my Lac
Smoke, sippin' my yak, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sittin' in the back of my Lac
Smoke, sippin' my yak, yeah, yeah
Oh, I don't wanna talk to nobody

Sittin' in the back of my Lac
Smoke, sippin' my yak, yeah, yeah
And I smoke, sip my yak, yeah, yeah
Sittin' in the back of my Lac
Smoke, sippin' my yak, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yo, some nights I get XO tipsy
Other nights I get Louie the 13th pissy
By myself right on my lonesome
'Cause I get sick and tired of callin' when they want somethin'

So I get off in my pearl white Lac
And my sunroof top and my diamond in the back
I sip my 'gnac and smoke
N*** if you thug, sing this song with me
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Just diggin' the scene with the gangsta lean, ooh ooh

Yeah, now n*** if you thug, sing this song with me
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Just diggin' the scene with the gangsta lean, ooh ooh
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Just diggin' the scene with the gangsta lean, ooh ooh

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The Transition - Lyrics - The Silence In Black And White - Hawthorne Heights

Title: The Transition
Album: The Silence In Black And White
Artist: Hawthorne Heights
Composer(s): Eran Bucciarelli-Tieger, Casey H Calvert, Micah Alan Carli, Matthew Phillip Ridenour, James Thomas Ii Woodruff

Lyric:
So here we are back to the start again
Trying hard to wait till morning

Hey, rise and shine and open up your eyes
To give this world some colour
Shine on diamond eyes
Separate the space between love and lies

And as days go by, the memories remain
I'll wait for you
And as days go by, the memories remain
I won't let go

These days remain the same
Pictures fade away

Please don't ever change
Please don't change your mind
No matter what they say
I'll always wait

And as days go by, the memories remain
I'll wait for you
And as days go by, the memories remain
I won't let go

These days remain the same
Pictures fade away

I hope you never fade as you drift through my veins
Shine on, shine on, shine on diamond eyes
Shine on, shine on, shine on diamond eyes
Shine on, shine on, shine on diamond eyes

And as days go by, the memories remain
I'll wait for you
As days go by, I swear I'll try until I die
Anything for you

As days go by, I swear I'll try until I die
Anything for you
As days go by, I swear I'll try until I die

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Black Lucia - Lyrics - Aztec Camera

Title: Black Lucia
Artist: Aztec Camera
Composer(s): Roddy Frame

Lyric:
People say that all I do is talk about you
But that's not true
I talk about you, think about you
Dream about you, can't live without you
It's just not true

I can almost feel the sunshine
When black Lucia led the white parade
Let me always be the one who's left behind
When they desert you

She's not your blue eyed girl, no diamond calling
She's a darkened sky, a crystal light
When the day runs dry and rain is falling
Black Lucia, lead me into night

I never thought that I could never be the same
Until I met you
I thought my time had been arranged
Times have changed since you came
I miss you

I can almost feel the sunshine
When black Lucia led the white parade
Let me always be the one who's left behind
When they desert you

She's not your blue eyed girl, no diamond calling
She's a darkened sky, a crystal light
(A crystal light)
When the flags unfurl and tears are falling
Black Lucia, lead me into night

She's not your blue eyed girl, no diamond calling
(No diamond calling)
She's a darkened sky, a crystal light
When the day runs dry and rain is falling
Black Lucia, lead me into night

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The Heist - Lyrics - Anarchy - Busta Rhymes

Title: The Heist
Album: Anarchy
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Rakheim Meyers, Corey Woods, Dennis Coles, Trevor Smith, Paul Mitchell

Lyric:
Straight up nigga, I'm a money nigga man
You know what time it is with me, yo
That's right
Take the track, cut the heads off, split it down the middle man
Take the bones out man for real
Yeah all applepie, yeah
Straight up, Flipmode BK King thing

Aiyo, it was the best heist since ice
Precise rituals
Skated outta Jacob's wit the Fruit Loop jewels
Holdin' a navy blue Uzi
Krush Groovin' waves off the atlas
Coolin', that's how we make movies
Basketball gun brawlers, bounce
Black down bill-a-head banks, Malibu colorful shanks
That's the way we live, Staten Island kid

Old dog in it, the thug vaccine with no pork in it
Vivid imagination paper chasin'
Dufflebag swollen, we holdin'
Drink chocolate milk before we roll in
It's like that ya'll, we gangstas
Stickin' all you Bay Ridge Benzes
I'm out to get erect, terrific shit be the diamond district
Tiffany's, pretty Valentine brick is on the second floor balcony
Gems is magnificent, diamonds is cryin'
"Busta Rhymes take me, nevermind help!"

Aiyo caught 'em at the ice pavilion, dressy, salad bar style Nestle
Four white niggas covered in vest pieces think like a mob flick
Guessin' like Patsy in the mask, piece bust
Got aggravated, slapped the glass pieces
One nigga beamin', fagot ass lay on the floor ya fuck!
Tied his broken arm to his Hush Puppies
Wrapped around trauma, everything realer than fuck
Tajuana left my nigga niece live coma
Three young Italians, suited down personal style

I'm in valor white designin' on the 'dallions
Felt like some crackers was in back of me
Spit on the clerk, pass the Harry Winston set
Ghost backin' me bust a shot, motored
Four male in paper work, Lord
We get together once more before we blow this
Murdered nobody
Left 'em all baseball'd down, brotha
Three wicked ass 6's, Gucci colors

Money!
Drop dead on the floor
Nigga, pass the keys to the door
Pass me all the cash in the drawer
Or I promise you'll be payin' the price
Feelin' like a nigga died twice
Execute the world's greatest diamond heist
Ya'll niggas know we out to get this money!

(C'mon money! C'mon money! C'mon money!)
Raekwon, Ghostface, Rocky Marce c'mon!
(C'mon money! C'mon money! C'mon money! C'mon money!)
Let's get this money nigga

Yeah we near the mind out west
Somewhere in Africa
The Feds is after us, vest on my back
Whippin' the Acuras, feel like a Mac bustin'
A rug in Preston on percussion
I'll bust in your gate, nigga it's nothin'
A hail storm, ice rainin', mind containin'
Info, nigga what you in for complainin'

Sick bars deep in this language
Did I tell you how my day's spent?
Speakin' through the face of Ronald Reagan
Iceberg history, calligraphy
Kaleidescope colors, hollow head shells and flarin' gunmen
Hate to see me comin' like gray skies on day of judgment
Makes you wonder where the love went
Hit a nigga, feed him to some buzzards

Put up numbers, plus I'm one to push his mug in
We duck in the safe, check what I'm huggin'
Rocks the size of some shit, out in the Congo
My arms full, let's get the fuck out, Busta I got you

Aiyo we do great study on fossils and stones like archaeologists
Gemologists, collect the most priceless ices anonymous
Canary stones yellow like a pumpkin
Dunkin' Donut precious size stones make me wanna cut the safe open
Rae pass the blowtorch, ghost brought the dynamite stick
Marciano brought a chisel with an ice pick
Princess cuts, invisible settings
Plannin' the world's greatest diamond heist
Playin' a tune by Otis Redding

Icicle cones hang from the ceiling just like still?
Time to throw on a skully and tying a rag tight
Throwin' light went off and in the basket
Grabbed the necklace from off the satin pillow while the glass casket
Ice lay across the crushed burgundy velvet
Up in the diamond slide-tray
Gun in your face, slide it right away
Roundtable with Habib, Mirishnokof, and the rest of them Jewish niggas

We got them niggas drunk and talkin' foolish see
You know the way we straight manipulated this shit
We swindle them niggas for all their precious things
Before we skated and shit, yeah, ya'll niggas know we skated early
Disguised ourselves as the Cidic Jews and even left my sideburns curly
Bounce to Mexico and spend some pesos
And bury the diamonds on an island your never heard like Turks in Keikos
Everytime we hit, we in and out quick
Don't be surprised if we behind supplyin' niggas all the platinum and shit

(Money! Money! Money! Money!)
Yeah, the world's greatest jewel heist
(Money! Money! Money! Money!)
Thoroughly and successfully executed
(Money! Money! Money! ! Money!)
By none other than Ghostface Killah, Raekwon the Chef
(Money! Money! Money! Money!)
Rock Marciano and Busta Rhymes
(Money!)
A job well done fellas, very good piece of work

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Rise 'N' Shine - Lyrics - Kool Moe Dee

Title: Rise 'N' Shine
Artist: Kool Moe Dee
Composer(s): Billy Preston, C Ridenhour, Lawrence Parker, Sylvester Stewart, J Greene, Monandes Dewese

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Lyric:
And yes y'all, the sounds that you hear
Is gonna be so rare, you have no fear
'Cause three live brothers are here
We got KRS one from Boogie Down Productions

Special shout to Melodie
We got my man Chuck D in the house from Public Enemy
And I am Kool Moe Dee, so are you ready?

Are you ready, to elevate
As I rhyme on time you'll illuminate
Hard as diamond, knowledge shinin'
It's that time and it's all in the timin'

400 years blood, sweat and tears
The rain is over, and the sun is here
Yeah, bright and clear, countdown to the year
No fear 'cause I'm in there

Holdin' my mic like the staff of Ra
Bringin' true light after dark
Brothers are live, but still unborn
It's almost morn and it's time to mourn

See the light like a crack of dawn
The comatosed and the cracked are reborn
Reurgitatin' the garbage we're fed
'Cause this time dawn is dawn of the dead

Ain't that funky?
(Yeah, that's funky)
Ain't that funky?
(Yeah, that's funky)
Ain't that funky?
(Yeah, that's funky)
Rise and shine

Ain't that funky?
(Yeah, that's funky)
Ain't that funky?
(Yeah, that's funky)
Ain't that funky?
(Yeah, that's funky)
Get up

I rise and shine like the sun on the one
We dance together, we overcome
A wake up call to wake up all
Stand up tall, get up and get up, y'all

Clap your hands in jubilation, meditation
Recreation, procreation of the mind
If you seek, we'll find
Born two times, but still one of a kind

Learn your past, find your path
The truth is infinite, like math
Countdown to the year 2000
The thought alone is arousin'

When we see our way with the third eye
Rise with the sun and think with a bird's eye
View, as I watch our Exodus
When the higher conscious connect it's just

[Unverified]

The microphone is my funky scepter
When I speak on beat I'm tryin' to connect us
To what's left us messed up
Egos dressed up, got us reffed up

You see onto instead of into
You see what you want to, instead of what you been through
You can take the rhyme I say
Read it, hand it, see em three ways

Combine the rhyme to anyone of nine
For some still the light won't shine
You can take a shot in the dark, but keep missin'
You aim with one eye, you just don't listen

'Cause see, in the dark you need all three
Your eyes are ears when you hear what you see
The five senses are all correlated
The sixth and seventh is how you elevate it

[Unverified]

Ring ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding
This a KRS with a different something
What, come in a dance and we come down for sing
This a KRS me say come

'Nuff slave ships come from Africa
Full of Africans, sold in America
Now you want me to call myself American
Even though America kill di African

Check it, white man is European
And black man is African
White man never say Euro-American
So why should the black man say Afro-American?

If the black man is American with a afro
Then the white man is American with a long nose
It should be long nose American for the white man
Jump around and move your bottom, what

[Unverified]

Make no mistake, we don't shake or stutter
So heed the word of the brothers
Who makes a boy into a man
It's the job of another man

Who knows his role as a father
He bothers to give his son his soul
And pass it on, to never front
Cause papa don't raise no punks

Got to make it know and to pass it down
Yeah, sounds like a job for the brother man now
Got to help a mother for me
Each one teach one, if you can't find one

Talk to the little ones
And you'll see they'll listen
To few while missin'
Peace, to rise and shine

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I Want It All - Lyrics - La The Darkman

Title: I Want It All
Artist: La The Darkman
Composer(s): Carlos Broady, Baridi Jamar Jackson

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Lyric:
Yeah, yeah, word up, to my man
Ced Demon, King Gunner, Slow Joe
Word up, men at Montana, lock down
You know, Tarif, word bond, yo

Yo, it's born God, I survive, Park shit is still real
You know sex, money, drugs, death, the whole ordeal
Murderers to kill, Henny demon and ill
Jump in my rocket to the moon, spark an L and just chill

I got to own stocks and bonds, kid, just because I want them
And million dollar businesses with Darkman written on 'em
Not up front but an economical stunt
I want it all, I hope I didn't put that too blunt

Educate, moving on up like the Jefferson's
Cop a Lex, a Jag, a Land Cruiser and a Benz
And a mafia of friends to dispose my foes
Stand over my shoulder while I head crack a C-Lo

Taking care of my peeps 'cause I know how it be
Mad court cases and white papers, that's all we see
From the roll of poverty but I always got mine
Smuggle from now Y to M I on the mainline

Now I'm in cash field still pursuing my path
Sever the mic in half to unleash my wrath
I want an abundance of girls to escape the world
Throw a party on solo, me and seventeen pearls

Puffing on mad Lah, Dunn without a regard
I need thirty three acres of dungeon growing in my backyard
Four courts in the front and bathrooms as big as kitchens
Two thousands gallon aquarium to sink my sharks in

All for one on estate, my whole crew living great
Enter the gate unannounced and you will meet your fate
I'm up Carlito's way, living life for real
Protected to infinity in a security shield

I want it all, Lex and techs and shit
I want it all, a fly wiz and crazy kids
I want it all, Pelee Pelee's and diamond jewels
I want it all and my four-pound to buck them fools, aight

I want it all, Lex and techs and shit
I want it all, a fly wiz and crazy kids
I want it all, Pelee Pelee's and diamond jewels
I want it all and my four pound to buck them fools, aight

I've been hungry since a youth, product of the Bronx
P J's and killer ways, ain't a damn thing changed
I got to snatch mine, did it for the whole world and
Eases to Jesus to drink on Chesterfield Cuban links

Stinging stones on the medallion, I escaped the Island
Don't give a fuck about you, I'm from the Shaolin Asylum
Which way you want it, I need condo's and hoes
Cess, best guests, vortex and black timbo's

Eight-fifty B M, a lighting system that's dimmed
Young Deniro damager, sitting above the rim
La The Dark, my hustling goal is to live great
'Cuz I'm a New York nigga catching money out of state

I want it all, Lex and techs and shit
I want it all, a fly wiz and crazy kids
I want it all, Pelee Pelee's and diamond jewels
I want it all and my four pound to buck them fools, aight

I want it all, Lex and techs and shit
I want it all, a fly wiz and crazy kids
I want it all, Pelee Pelee's and diamond jewels
I want it all and my four pound to buck them fools, aight

Word, born God year, you know?
It's La the Darkman right here
Word up, marvelous, I keep it spicy, kid
Know what I'm saying? For my mad A V cats
You know? B D F B , you know? Word up, murderous

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Nocturn - Lyrics - Aerial - Kate Bush

Title: Nocturn
Album: Aerial
Artist: Kate Bush
Composer(s): Kate Bush

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Lyric:
On this midsummer night
Everyone is sleeping
We go driving
Into the moonlight

Could be in a dream
Our clothes are on the beach
These prints of our feet
Lead right up to the sea

No one, no one is here
No one, no one is here
We stand in the Atlantic
We become panoramic

We tire of the city
We tire of it all
We long for
Just that something more

Could be in a dream
Our clothes are on the beach
The prints of our feet
Lead right up to the sea

No one, no one is here
No one, no one is here
We stand in the Atlantic
We become panoramic

The stars are caught in our hair
The stars are on our fingers
A veil of diamond dust
Just reach up and touch it

The sky's above our heads
The sea's around our legs
In milky, silky water
We swim further and further

We diving down
We diving down

A diamond night
A diamond sea
And a diamond sky

We dive deeper and deeper
We dive deeper and deeper
Could be we are here
Could be in a dream

It came up on the horizon
Rising and rising
In a sea of honey, a sky of honey
A sea of honey, a sky of honey

Look at the light
At all the time it's a changing
Look at the light
Climbing up the aerial

Bright, white coming alive jumping off the aerial
All the time it's a changing like now
All the time it's a changing like then again
All the time it's a changing
And all the dreamers are waking

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Dead Nigga Blvd. (Pt. 1) - Lyrics - Me'Shell Ndegéocello

Title: Dead Nigga Blvd. (Pt. 1)
Artist: Me'Shell Ndegéocello
Composer(s): Allen Cato, Meshell Ndegeocello

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Lyric:
You sell your soul like you sell a piece of ass
Slave to the dead white leaders on paper
Welfare cases, rapists and hoes
All reinforced by your TV show
Exotic and beautiful videos

Yeah, a jail's a sanctuary for the walking dead
Fucks with your head when every black leader ends up dead
Somebody said, ?Our greatest destiny is to become white?
But white is not pure and hate is not pride
Just 'cause civil rights is law doesn't mean that we all abide

Tell me are you free? Campaign for every dead nigga boulevard
So y'all young motherfuckers can drive down it in your fancy cars
Free, try to hold on to some Africa of the past
One must remember it's other Africans that helped enslave your ass

Everybody's just trying to make that dollar
Remember what Jesse used to say? I am somebody
No longer do I blame others for the way that we be
'Cause niggas need to redefine what it means to be free

I can't even tell my brothers and sisters that they're fine
This absence of beauty in their heart and mind
Stopped breastfeeding the child, you put 'em on the cow
And now you wonder why they act wild

You see brown folks are the keepers of the earth
Unifiers of the soul and mind
Not these wannabe gaudy pimps and thugs
Wearing diamond watches from African slave mines
Perhaps to be free is to all love those who hate me
And die a beautiful death and make pretty brown babies

Campaign for every dead nigga boulevard
So y'all young motherfuckers can drive down it in your fancy cars
Try to hold on to some Africa of the past
One must remember it's other Africans that helped enslave your ass

Everybody's trying to make that dollar
Remember what Jesse used to say? I am somebody
No longer do I blame others for the way that we be
Niggas need to redefine what it means to be free

Campaign for every dead nigga boulevard
So y'all young motherfuckers can drive down it in your fancy cars
Try to hold on to some Africa of the past
One must remember it's other Africans that helped enslave your ass

Everybody's trying to make that dollar
Remember what Jesse used to say? I am somebody
No longer do I blame white folks for the way that we be
Niggas need to redefine what it means to be free

Understand young folks
When you put property rights ahead of human rights
Understand you're tampering with nature
That's right, you see, property rights is controlled by man
And human rights is controlled by nature

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