Island Girl - Lyrics - Rock Of The Westies - Elton John

Title: Island Girl
Album: Rock Of The Westies
Artist: Elton John
Composer(s): Elton John, Bernie Taupin

Lyric:
I see your teeth flash, Jamaican honey, so sweet
Down where Lexington cross 47th Street
She's a big girl, she's standin' six foot three
Turnin' tricks for the dudes in the big city

Island girl, what you wantin' with the white man's world?
Island girl, black boy wants you in his island world
He wants to take you from the racket boss
He wants to save you but the cause is lost

Island girl, island girl, island girl
Tell me what you're wantin' with the white man's world?

Well, she's black as coal but she'll burn like a fire
And she wraps herself around you like a well worn tire
You feel her nail scratch your back just like a rake
He one more gone, he one more John who made the mistake

Island girl, what you wantin' with the white man's world?
Island girl, black boy wants you in his island world
He wants to take you from the racket boss
He wants to save you but the cause is lost

Island girl, island girl, island girl
Tell me what you're wantin' with the white man's world?

Island girl, what you wantin' with the white man's world?
Island girl, black boy wants you in his island world
He wants to take you from the racket boss
He wants to save you but the cause is lost

Island girl, island girl, island girl
Tell me what you're wantin' with the white man?
Tell me what you're wantin' with the white man?
Tell me what you're wantin' with the white man?

Play the MP3 online for free!

3b055a9aed4e70c0371f493e3ddb6650

Black &Amp; White - Lyrics - Master P

Title: Black &Amp; White
Artist: Master P
Composer(s): Vyshon Miller, Fiend Ned Doheny, Richard Jones, Craig Brazille, Percy Miller, James Stuart

{AdsenseCode:2D080010-7055-443A-8D12-2B79DDC71256}

Lyric:
Hey dad, I got in a fight with this white kid today at school
Son, didn't I tell you, I don't want you fighting?
But he called me a nigger

I'm just a black man trapped in this white world
I'm just a black man trapped in this white world
I'm just a black man trapped in this white world
I'm just a black man trapped in this white world
I'm just a black man trapped in this white world
And this goes to every woman, man, boy and girl

It's a shame when you can't send your kids to decent schools
We live in the world for the laws and no rules
Gang-bangers, crease sides and chalk lines
Correctional facilities full of juveniles doin' petty crimes

In this ghetto, got me crazy
Sometimes I wish, mama wouldn'ta made me
But it's a shame when you gotta raise a baby
And the color of my skin might taint me

I'm just a black man trapped in this white world
I'm just a black man trapped in this white world
I'm just a black man trapped in this white world
And this goes to every woman, man, boy, and girl

And all the money can't change the color of your skin
Why so many blacks and Mexicans in the pen?
It is 'cause we violent?
But why Abraham Lincoln freed the slaves and started smilin'?

So many people have dreams
But why society eliminated Martin Luther King?
And they tell us to be proud to be black
And at the same time, Uncle John shoot us in the back

Independence, it's a free country
No jobs, most blacks turn to street money
A bunch of ghetto, full of drugs and alcohol
Where found history books about white laws
And tell me Hilfiger discriminate and sell us clothes

But we can't blame him 'cause
We don't support the black stores
And only God can judge or point the finger
And what's white or black and red
And blue, equals gang banging

I'm just a black man trapped in this white world
I'm just a black man trapped in this white world
I'm just a black man trapped in this white world
And this goes to every woman, man, boy, and girl

(I'm just a black man trapped in this white world)
I'm colorblind, so Lord won't you feel my pain?
(Hold on, hold on trapped in this white world)
I'm colorblind, so Lord won't you feel my pain?

P, pray for your little brother
Silkk, keep your head up
I'm tryin' but sometime I get fed up
(Damn)

What about all of the people that died in the past?
Peers, I can't get back with too many found guilty
And I know they didn't do it but still they can't get back

I see the copper be tryin' to nail me
Police constantly trailin' me
'Cause I'm young, rich, and black
I'm always under surveillance

Dash me out the car and wanna ask me who the car fuck
They allowed to carry guns, can't never be convicted
Who that law fuck?

I'm guilty till proven innocent
Still we all equals, how do you figure?
Cop told me, "You weren't speeding
But I'm gonna give you a ticket 'cause you a nigger"

I seen the hardest of my homies break down in tears
A white judge looked them in the eyes and gave them thirty-five years
Now it's a everyday struggle, I hustle just to live
To raise your kids when they got them teachin' them
Their parents better than them
They got me thinkin' the color of my skin is a sin

I'm a black man in a white man's world
Where it's set up for me not to win
Lookit, ain't that about a bitch
They look at us like we ain't shit
But lookit, I ain't racist, but face it, it exists
I'm a black man

I'm just a black man trapped in this white world
I'm just a black man trapped in this white world
I'm just a black man trapped in this white world
And this goes to every woman, man, boy, and girl

Check this out
Underneath, ain't no black or white
We all equal, we all equal
We all got the same opportunity

Whether we wanna be judges, doctors, or lawyers
Ain't a black or white thing
Pick the best man for the job
And there shouldn't be no hatin'

Where you live, if you can afford to buy a house
Should be able to live wherever you want
The same hospitality they give to athletes and movie stars
Should give that same hospitality and companionship to your neighbors

You heard me?
Y'all know it ain't a black and white thing with me
I just make music for the reality
Only the real could feel this, huh
Only the real could feel this

Play the MP3 online for free!

8186d7d77ac727087a0aec6f1c319a28

White Man'S World - Lyrics - Makaveli - The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory - 2pac

Title: White Man'S World
Album: Makaveli - The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Tupac Amaru Shakur, Darryl V. Harper

Lyric:
I ain't saying, I'm innocent of all this
I'm just saying, this song is for y'all
For all the times I mess up, when we mess up

Dear sister, got me twisted up in prison
I miss yah, crying looking at my nieces and nephews picture
They say,?Don't let this cruel world get yah?
Kinda suspicious, swearing one day you might leave me
For someone thats richer, twist the cap off the bottle
I take a sip and see tomorrow

Gotta make if I have to beg and borrow
Reading love letters late night, locked down and quiet
If brothers don't receive their mail
Best believe we riot eating Jack mat
Staring at walls of silence, inside this cage
Where they captured all my rage and violence

In time, I learned a few lessons, never fall for riches
Apologizes to my true sisters, far from bitches
Help me raise my black nation, reparations are due, its true
Caught up in this world, I took advantage of you
So tell the babies how I love them precious boys and girls
Born black in this white mans world and all I heard was

Who knows what tomorrow brings
In this world where everyone lies
Where to go no matter how far I find
To let you know that you're not alone

Being born with less, I must confess only adds on to the stress
Two gunshots to my homies head died in his rest, shot him to death
And Left him bleeding for his family to see
I pass his casket gently asking, ?Is there heaven for G's??
My homeboys doing life, begging mama be stressing shedding tears
When her son finally ask that questions

Where my Daddy at? Mama, Why we live so poor? Why you crying?
Heard you late night through my bedroom door
Now do you love me Mama? Why do they keep calling me nigger?
Get my weight up, with my hate and pay 'em back when I'm bigger
Still thugging in this jail cell, missing my block

Hearing brothers screaming all night, wishing they'd stop
Proud to be black, but why do we act like, we don't love oursleves
Don't look around busta
(You sucka)
Check yourselves know what if means to be black
Whether a man or girl, we're still struggling in this white man's world
(We must fight)

Who knows what tomorrow brings
In this world where everyone lies
Where to go no matter how far I find
To let you know that you're not alone

So tell me why you changed, choosing new direction
In a blink of an eye my time away just made perfection
You think I'd die not gonna cry, why should I care?
Like we holding on to love thats no longer there
Can you please help me? God Bless me please

Keep my seeds healthy, banging on my enemies bleed
While my G's healthy, hoping they bury me
With ammunition, weed, and shells
Just in case they trip in heaven ain't no G's hell
Sister sorry for the pain that I caused your heart
I know, I'll change, if yah help me but don't fall apart

Rest in peace to Latasha, Little Yummy, and Kato
To much for this cold world to take, ended up being fatal
Every women in America especially black
Bear with me, can't you see, we're under attack
I never meant to cause drama, to my sister and Mama
Will we make it, to better times, in this white man worlds?

Who knows what tomorrow brings
In this world where everyone lies
Where to go no matter how far I find
To let you know that you're not alone

Play the MP3 online for free!

728045d46fe8bd077a9e14c0b235a160

White Heaven/Black Hell - Lyrics - Public Enemy

Title: White Heaven/Black Hell
Artist: Public Enemy
Composer(s): Hampton Nixon Carlton Ridenhour, Bridge

Lyric:
White lies, black history
White agents, black athletes
White Jesus, black preachers
White government, black drug dealer
White lawyers, black entertainers

This is for the ones that do it
And this is for the ones that tell
And this is for the ones that's scared
White man's heaven is a black man's hell

This is for the ones that take 'em
And this is for the ones that sell
And this is for the ones that OD
White man's heaven is a black man's hell

This is for the ones on the corner
And this is for the ones in the cell
And this is for the ones underneath the ground
White man's heaven is a black man's hell

White Christmas, black Monday
White wife, black success story
White judge, black police
White accountants, black business

White distribution, black record company
White media, black comedians
White president, black politicians
White world order, black genocide

White man's heaven is a black man's hell

Play the MP3 online for free!

bf9dad34c03aecfe250b4d22c4a00cc8

White Horse - Lyrics - Kilo

Title: White Horse
Artist: Kilo
Composer(s): Tim Peter Stahl, John Guldberg

{AdsenseCode:2D080010-7055-443A-8D12-2B79DDC71256}

Lyric:
I have a dream today
That one day this nation will rise up
And little black children
And little white children
Will hold hands

I'm a black man living in this white man's world
I gotta watch my back he might rape my girl
'Cause he did one time he'll do that shit again
I'm the black American with the paperback skin

Now all he ever gave me was a knot and a rope
Cracker get your hands off my throat
And unlock these chains and let me go
And don't hit me with that whip no more

All told me that America was 50 50
I've been bamboozled, hood waggled, tricked me
Why all the time my people gotta suffer
It's the white man, you a dirty little hustler

And you rather see a nigga dead and rotten
Or somewhere on a cotton field picking cotton
But a brother like me I can't touch that shit
So you better give me my money bitch

Now, you wanna kill me with your aids and your crack
I'll help the Indians take the motherfucker back
And run over them white boys
Give the money and the guns and the power to the black boys

And build a whole new nation
And burn all the politicians as a demonstration
Check the voice, of black people, don't you ride no

White horse, don't ride no white horse
Don't you ride no white horse
White horse, don't ride no white horse
Don't you ride no white horse

I'll never marry a white girl, I'll stay single
'Cause those hoes just want Mandingo
Back in the day a nigga would've got hung
Black ass nigga you know you wrong

I ain't saying nothing, white man gonna get ya
Look like O.J. should a stayed with that sista
But can't tell a nigga nothing
'Cause the black man always trying to be something

Else besides his self nigga
This a matter of life and death
Stick with your kind
'Cause some of us niggas done lost our minds

And it makes me wonder who let Jane in the jungle
Amongst the real man I'm a run that goddamn bitch back to Tarzan
Make me sick on my stomach all praises due to Elijah Muhammad
'Cause I hear no evil, I see no evil, I speak no evil, I love no evil
Pull your panties back up, 'cause that ain't the pussy I like to fuck
And I'm a check the voice black man don't you fuck no

White horse, don't ride no white horse
Don't you love no white horse
White horse, don't ride no white horse
Don't you ride no white horse

I ain't Martin Luther King but I still got a dream
That one day my people gonna see this scheme and
Open they eyes up one day this nation will rise up
I've been to the promised land but it ain't promising
Nothing to the black man struggling is all I see
'Cause struggling is all he ever gave to me

And his father before him and his daddy before him
Now, they try to treat a nigga just like them
And we the last of the slaves
But the policeman tell me to behave
Or he'll revoke my pass
And throw them chains back on my ass
I check the voice my nigga don't you ride no

White horse, don't ride no white horse
Don't you ride no white horse
White horse, don't ride no white horse
White horse, don't ride no white horse
White horse, don't ride no white horse

If you gonna be rich, you got to be a bitch
I said rich, be a bitch
If you wanna be rich, you got to be a bitch

Don't you ride no white horse
You need to make your mind
Unless you ever lose your mind
Don't you believe any thing he say
'Cause he'll always be this way
Don't you ever ride no white horse
Oh, baby, baby don't ride no white horse
Don't you ever ride a white horse

Play the MP3 online for free!

b8bc5bd90bea0fe95e09ff0a87740af6

Daddy'S Little Baby - Lyrics - Venni Vetti Vecci - Ja Rule

Title: Daddy'S Little Baby
Album: Venni Vetti Vecci
Artist: Ja Rule
Composer(s): Jeffrey Atkins, Edward Jr Hinson, O'Kelly Isley, Chris Jasper, Irving D Lorenzo, Ernest Isley, Ernie Isley, Ronald Isley, Marvin Isley

Lyric:
It's my heart pray

Daddy's little baby must learn this world is shady
And the color of your skin don't make you less of a lady
Degrade yourself never 'coz I'm teaching you better
Life ain't all about cheddar, diamonds and leather

Understand you're a black sister
In this white man's world don't let it get ya
Down girl it's essential that you grow amongst your group
So you don't grow too fast and be doin' Lord knows who

'Coz daddy loves you, don't let nobody tell you different
What I do for a living is a talent I'm given
And I'm a raise you too black, too strong beautiful
Tell the truth let you know what women go through

Lies and deceit the nigga you love he gone cheat
So be careful in the heat baby girl with cold feet
Keep yo head steady baby this world ain't ready
Make me proud you daddy's little baby

I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
You're my baby now and ever

Yo Ja's imagery is somewhat like God and His chemistry
"Blasphemy" I tell my baby girl proudly
Put her over my knee and let her know this world is yours
Men are dogs take it from daddy and hold yours

Head high lady love is 'bout lies and deception
Will always be seen through the eyes
In my demise don't cry just hold on
Stay headstrong and live to learn that life goes on

The day you was born God answered my cry for help
I look at you a female replica of myself
I was conceived two twenty-nine you nine twenty-two
God what's the science in this sign you threw?

I want to know just so I can spread the jewel to my youth
So she don't have to come up like I did runnin' loots
Keep yo head steady baby this world ain't ready
Make me proud you're daddy's little baby for real

I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
You're my baby now and ever

When I look in your eyes I see stars
It's me and you against the world baby it's in the signs
And anything you want you can get it daddy's getting it done
You the reason why I keep the hundreds under the ones

And go through rain sleet and snow to kiss the sun
Though my travel through the storm has just begun
Swear to God when my sister died I was only five
Didn't even cry couldn't know the value of a life

Now I realize why Brittney's so rare to me
She came at the time when nobody cared for me
This world's tough I'm a guide you through it carefully
Learn the game and remember nothing in life's free

My little lady can't quite understand me now
But baby in time I'll break it down
So keep yo head steady baby this world ain't ready
Make me proud you're daddy's little baby for real

I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
I'll always come back to you
You're my baby now and ever

You know I love you girl, oh yeah
And I'll always be there for you girl
You know, you know babe
You're my baby now and ever

And I will always
Oh you know, you know
Yeah you're my baby now and ever
And you know, you know baby

Now you see I love you girl
You're my little baby girl yeah
You're my baby now and ever
And I know you know, you know

Oh you know always, always
Always you're my baby
Now and ever, I know

Play the MP3 online for free!

77dad2902267bad7a50dd15fdb73a62b

Rainy Night In Georgia - Lyrics - Ray Charles

Title: Rainy Night In Georgia
Artist: Ray Charles
Composer(s): Tony Joe White

Lyric:
Hoverin' by my suitcase
Tryin' to find a warm place
To spend the night

Heavy rain fallin'
Seems I hear your voice callin'
"It's all right"

A rainy night in Georgia
A rainy night in Georgia
It seems like it's rainin' all over the world
I feel like it's rainin' all over the world

Neon signs a-flashin'
Taxi cabs and buses
Passin' through the night

A distant moanin' of a train
Seems to play
A sad refrain to the night

A rainy night in Georgia
Such a rainy night in Georgia
Lord, I believe it's rainin' all over the world
I feel like it's rainin' all over the world

How many times I wondered
It still comes out the same
No matter how you look at it or think of it
It's life and you just got to play the game

I find me a place in a box car
So I take my guitar
To pass some time

Late at night when it's hard to rest
I hold your picture to my chest
And I feel fine

But it's a rainy night in Georgia, baby
It's a rainy night in Georgia
I feel it's rainin' all over the world
Kinda lonely now and it's rainin' all over the world

Oh, have you ever been lonely, people?
And you feel that it was rainin' all over this man's world
You're talking 'bout rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin'
Rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin' rainin', rainin', rainin'

Play the MP3 online for free!

9b80c02bd49d922437681dd32582f58c

Mother, Father - Lyrics - Everyday - Dave Matthews Band

Title: Mother, Father
Album: Everyday
Artist: Dave Matthews Band
Composer(s): Dave Matthews, Glen Ballard

Lyric:
Mother, Father, please explain to me
Why a world so full of mystery
A place so bitter and still so sweet
So beautiful and yet so full of sad, sad

Mother, Father, please explain to me
Why forests march to desert speed
While snowcapped mountains melt away
What do we tell our babies, when do we say, oh

Mother, Father, please explain to me
How a man who rocks his child to sleep
Pulls the trigger on his brother's heart
He digs a hole right to the middle of this storm of hatred

Mother, Father, please explain to me
How it could be so this world has come to be
A precious balance in between
Such cruelty and such kindness [Incomprehensible] please

Mother, Father, please explain to me
How this world has come to be
Unequaled in her blessings, oh, I see
Unbridled hatred so extreme, please tell me

Mother, Father, please explain to me
How this world has come to be so
Twisted between time and dreams
Oh, Mother, Father, please explain to me

Oh, what's all this talk about?
All this talk about it
Spinning down, down, down, down, down
All this talk about
Oh, endless words without
Nothing's done

Mother, Father, do you know
Why one man's belly overflows?
Another sleeps in hunger's bed
Oh, we trade our world for a piece of bread

Oh, Mother, Father, please explain to me
How this rare world's come to be
A place so full of color yet overflowing always in black and white
Drowning in the waters of our

Mother, Father, please explain to me
How this world has come to be
While still blessed in all the things we see
Such a sad, sad home for you and me

Come [Incomprehensible], come on out you
Come on out you, come and save yourself
Come on out you, come on, we're taking the water
We're taking the water, we're taking the water
But you know
We got the freedom, we got the freedom

There's no God above
And no Hell below
Oh, it's here with us
It's up to us to keep afloat
How this sweet world has come to be
Oh, to keep afloat

Mother, Father, please explain to me
How this rare world has come to be
Oh, let the blue planet
Let the blue planet

Mother, Father, please explain to me
Mother, Father, please explain

Play the MP3 online for free!

f969733176976045102980f9f1ddb2c5

Think Like A Girl - Lyrics - Diana King

Title: Think Like A Girl
Artist: Diana King
Composer(s): Billy Mann, Andrew Marvel, Diana Eugena King

Lyric:
Boys will be boys, will be boys
Will be boys, will be boys

If only them could think like a girl
(If you could think like a girl)
It would a be such a perfect world
(If you could think like a girl)

It don't take too much, if I please a man
But as a woman me harder fi understand
A girl she needs affection
(Affection)
A man he needs direction

If I an I say black, me ago get white
You give me a minute when me want it all night
A girl she needs emotion
(Emotion)
A man's a locomotion
(Locomotion)

(If you could think like a girl)
It would a be such a perfect world
(If you could think like a girl)
If you could only think like a girl

(If you could think like a girl)
It would a be such a perfect world
(If you could think like a girl)

Me no wah you hear if you listen to me
Pay attention try fi love differently
A girl she needs a best friend
(A best friend)
A man needs television

You hafi light a candle, pour di wine
Touch me body likkle boy take your time
Baby you can slow down
(You can slow down)
Maybe you can go down

Oh want me sing, want me say
You still want me sing want me say

(If you could think like a girl)
It would a be such a perfect world
(If you could think like a girl)
If you could only think like a girl

(If you could think like a girl)
It would a be such a perfect world
(If you could think like a girl)

Watch me now
Boys will be boys, will be boys
Will be boys, will be boys
(They will be, they will be boys)
Boys will be boys, will be boys
Will be boys, will be boys
(They will be, they will be boys)
Never gonna think like a girl

And the boy say sex me, and the girl says know me
And the boy says want me, and the girl says need me
And the boy say, and the girl say
And the boy, the girl, the boy, the girl

Oh my God

(If you could think like a girl)
It would a be such a perfect world
(If you could think like a girl)
If you could only think like a girl

If you could think like a girl)
It would a be such a perfect world
(If you could think like a girl)
If you could only think like a girl

(If you could think like a girl)
It would a be such a perfect world
(If you could think like a girl)
It would be a perfect world

Play the MP3 online for free!

f9e0f79d6c6d65d6d3a75676dce3aa39

Palmdale - Lyrics - The Good Times - Afroman

This summary is not available. Please click here to view the post.

Patiently Waiting (Feateminem) - Lyrics - Get Rich Or Die Trying - 50 Cent

Title: Patiently Waiting (Feateminem)
Album: Get Rich Or Die Trying
Artist: 50 Cent
Composer(s): Mike Elizondo, Curtis Jackson, Marshall Mathers, Luis E Resto

Lyric:
Hey Em, you know you my favorite white boy, right?
I, I owe you for this one

I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on
You can stun if you want and your ass will get rolled on
It feels like my flowz been hot for so long
If you thinkin' I'm fuckin' fall off your so wrong

I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead
Destination heaven, sittin' politic with passengers from nine eleven
The Lord's blessin's leave me lyrically inclined
Shit, I ain't even got to try to shine

God's the seamstress, the tailor fitted my pain
I got scriptures in my brain, I could spit at yo dame
Straight out the good book, look, niggas is shook
50 fear no man, warrior, swingin' swords like Conan

Picture me, pen in hand writin' lines knowin' the source'll quote it
When I die, they'll read this and say a genius wrote it
I grew up without my pops, should that make me bitter?
I caught cases I copped out, does that make me a quitter?

In this white man's world, I'm similar to a squirrel
Lookin' for slut wit a nice butt to get a nut
If I get shot today my phone'll stop ringin' again
These industry niggas ain't friends, they know how to pretend

I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on
You can stun if you want and your ass will get rolled on
It feels like my flowz been hot for so long
If you thinkin' I'm fuckin' fall off your so wrong

I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on
You can stun if you want and your ass will get rolled on
It feels like my flowz been hot for so long
If you thinkin' I'm fuckin' fall off your so wrong

If ya patiently waitin' to make it through all the hatin'
Debatin' whether or not you can even weather the storm
Unless you lay on the table they operatin' to save you
It's like an angel came to you sent from the Heavens above

They think they crazy but they ain't crazy
Let's face it, shit, basically they just playin' sick
They ain't shit, they ain't sayin'
Shit, spray em', 50

A to the K get in the way I'll bring Dre and them wit me
And turn this day into fuckin' mayhem, you stayin' wit me?
Don't let me lose you, I'm not tryna confuse you
When I let loose wit this Uzi and just shoot through your Isuzu

You get the message? Am I gettin' through to you?
You know what's comin', you motherfuckers don't even know, do you?
Take some Big and some Pac and you mix em' up in a pot
Sprinkle a little Big L on top, what the fuck do you got?

You got the realest and illest killas tied up in a knot
The juggernauts of this rap shit, like it or not
It's like a fight to the top just to see who'd die for the spot
You put ya life in this, nothin' like survivin' a shot

Y'all know what time it is, soon as 50 signs on this dot
Shit, what you know about death threats? 'Cause I get a lot
Shady Records was eighty seconds away from the towers
Them cowards fucked wit the wrong building, they meant to hit ours

Better evacuate all children
It's nuclear showers
There's nothin spookier
Ya now about to witness the power of fuckin' 50

I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on
You can stun if you want and your ass will get rolled on
It feels like my flowz been hot for so long
If you thinkin' I'm fuckin' fall off your so wrong

If the gun spark I'll hear all of the shots go off
It's 50, they say it's 50
See a nigga layed out wit his fuckin' top blown off
It's 50, man that wasn't 50, don't holla my name

You shouldn't throw stones, if you live in a glass house
And if you got a glass jaw, you should watch yo mouth
'Cause I'll break yo face, have yo ass run mumblin' to the jake
You goin' 'gainst me dawg, you makin' a mistake

I'll split ya, leave ya lookin' like the Michael Jackson jackets
Wit all them zippers
I'm the boss on this boat, you can call me skipper
The way I turn the money over, you should call me flipper

Yo bitch, a regular bitch, you callin' her wifey
I fucked and feed her fast food, you keeping her icey
I'm down to sell records but not my soul
Snoop said this in ninety-four, ?We don't love them hoes?

I got pennies for my thoughts now I'm rich
See the twenties spinnin' lookin' mean on the six
Niggas wearin' flags 'cause the colors match they clothes
They get caught in the wrong hood
They filled up wit holes, motherfucker

I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on
You can stun if you want and your ass will get rolled on
It feels like my flowz been hot for so long
If you thinkin' I'm fuckin' fall off your so wrong

I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on
You can stun if you want and your ass will get rolled on
It feels like my flowz been hot for so long
If you thinkin' I'm fuckin' fall off your so wrong

Play the MP3 online for free!

c75b4033e5572b188981d5dec14ec6b5

Patiently Waiting - Lyrics - Eminem

Title: Patiently Waiting
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Mike Elizondo, Curtis Jackson, Marshall Mathers, Luis E Resto

Lyric:
Hey 'em, you know you my favorite white boy, right?
I, I owe you for this one

I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on, yeah
You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on, it's fifty
If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long, yeah
If you thinking I'm a fucking fall off ya so wrong, it's fifty

I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead
Destination heaven sitting politic passengers from nine eleven
The Lord's blessings leave me lyrically inclined
Shit I ain't even got to try to shine

God's the seamstress that tailor fitted my pain
I got scriptures in my brain I could spit at yo dame
Straight out the good book, look, niggas is shook
Fifty fear no man, warrior, swinging swords like Conan

Picture me, pen in hand writing lines knowing the source'll quote it
When I die, they'll read this and say a genius wrote it
I grew up without my pops, should that make me bitter?
I caught cases I copped out, does that make me a quitter?

In this white man's world, I'm similar to a squirrel
Looking for a slut wit a nice butt to get a nut
If I get shot today my phone'll stop ringing again
These industry niggas ain't friends, they know how to pretend

I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on, yeah
You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on, it's fifty
If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long, yeah
If you thinking I'm a fucking fall off ya so wrong, it's fifty

I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on, yeah
You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on, it's fifty
If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long, yeah
If you thinking I'm a fucking fall off ya so wrong, it's fifty

If ya patiently waiting to make it through all the hating
Debating whether or not you can even weather the storm
Unless you lay on the table they operating to save you
It's like an angel came to you sent from the heavens above

They think they crazy but they ain't crazy, let's face it
Shit basically they just playing sick
They ain't shit, they ain't saying shit, spray 'em fifty
A to the K get in the way I'll bring Dre and them with me
And turn this day into fucking mayhem, you staying with me?

Don't let me lose you, I'm not tryna confuse you
When I let loose wit this uzi and just shoot through your Isuzu
You get the message? Am I getting through to you?
You know what's coming, you motherfuckers don't even know, do you?

Take some Big and some Pac and you mix 'em up in a pot
Sprinkle a little Big L on top, what the fuck do you got?
You got the realest and illest killas tied up in a knot
The juggernauts of this rap shit, like it or not

It's like a fight to the top just to see who'd die for the spot
You put ya life in this, nothing like surviving a shot
Y'all know what time it is, soon as fifty signs on this dot
Shit what you know about death threats, 'cause I get a lot

Shady Records was eighty seconds away from the towers
Them cowards fucked with the wrong building, they meant to hit ours
Better evacuate all children, it's nuclear showers
There's nothing spookier
Ya now about to witness the power of fucking fifty

I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on, yeah
You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on, it's fifty
If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long, yeah
If you thinking I'm a fucking fall off ya so wrong, it's fifty

If the gun spark I'll hear all of the shots go off
It's fifty, they say it's fifty
See a nigga layed out with his fucking top blown off
It's fifty, man that wasn't fifty don't holla my name

You shouldn't throw stones if you live in a glass house
And if you got a glass jaw you should watch yo mouth
'Cause I'll break yo face
Have yo ass running, mumbling to the Jake

You going against me dog, you making a mistake, I'll split ya
Leave ya looking like the Michael Jackson jackets with all 'em zippers
I'm the boss on this boat, you can call me skipper
The way I turn the money over, you should call me flipper

Yo bitch a regular bitch, you calling her wifey
I fucked and feed her fast food, you keeping her icey
I'm down to sell records but not my soul
Snoop said this in ninety four, ?We don't love them hoes?

I got pennies for my thoughts now I'm rich
See the twenties spinning looking mean on the six
Niggas wearing flags 'cause the colors match they clothes
They get caught in the wrong hood
They get filled up with holes motherfucker

I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on, yeah
You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on, it's fifty
If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long, yeah
If you thinking I'm a fucking fall off ya so wrong, it's fifty

I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on, yeah
You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on, it's fifty
If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long, yeah
If you thinking I'm a fucking fall off ya so wrong, it's fifty

Play the MP3 online for free!

bcfe6ef0e9bc8f3cb3e104ed76d56f82

Patiently Waiting - Lyrics - Get Rich Or Die Tryin' - 50 Cent

Title: Patiently Waiting
Album: Get Rich Or Die Tryin'
Artist: 50 Cent
Composer(s): Mike Elizondo, Curtis Jackson, Marshall Mathers, Luis E Resto

Lyric:
Hey Em, you know you my favorite white boy, right?
I, I owe you for this one

I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on
(Yeah)
You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on
(It's Fifty)
If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long
(Yeah)
If you thinking I'm a fuckin' fall off ya so wrong
(It's Fifty!)

I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead destination heaven
Sittin' politic with passengers from nine eleven
The Lord's blessin's leave me lyrically inclined
Shit I ain't even got to try to shine
God's the seamstress that tailor fitted my pain
I got scriptures in my brain I could spit at yo dame
Straight out the good book, look, niggas is shook
Fifty fear no man, warrior, swingin' swords like Conan

Picture me, pen in hand writin' lines knowin the source'll quote it
When I die, they'll read this and say a genius wrote it
I grew up without my pops, should that make me bitter?
I caught cases I copped out, does that make me a quitter?
In this white man's world, I'm similar to a squirrel
Lookin' for a slut wit a nice butt to get a nut
If I get shot today my phone'll stop ringin' again
These industry niggas ain't friends, they know how to pretend

I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on
(Yeah)
You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on
(It's Fifty)
If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long
(Yeah)
If you thinking I'm a fuckin' fall off ya so wrong
(It's Fifty)

I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on
(Yeah)
You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on
(It's Fifty)
If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long
(Yeah)
If you thinking I'm a fuckin' fall off ya so wrong
(It's Fifty)

If ya patiently waitin' to make it through all the hatin'
Debatin' whether or not you can even weather the storm
Unless you lay on the table they operatin' to save you
It's like an angel came to you sent from the heavens above

They think they crazy but they ain't crazy, let's face it
Shit basically they just playin' sick
They ain't shit, they ain't sayin shit, spray em' fifty
A to the K get in the way I'll bring Dre and them wit me
And turn this day into fuckin mayhem, you stayin' wit me?
Don't let me lose you
I'm not tryna confuse you
When I let loose wit this uzi and just shoot through your Isuzu

You get the messege? Am I gettin' through to you?
You know what's comin',
You motherfuckers don't even know, do you?
Take some big and some Pac and you mix em' up in a pot
Sprinkle a little big L on top, what the fuck do you got?
You got the realest and illest killas tied up in a knot
The juggernauts of this Rap shit, like it or not
It's like a fight to the top just to see who'd die for the spot

You put ya life in this, nothin' like survivin' a shot
Y'all know what time it is, soon as fifty signs on this dot
Shit what you know about death threats, 'cause I get a lot
Shady Records was eighty seconds away from the towers
Them cowards fucked wit the wrong building They meant
To hit ours better evacuate all children, its nuclear showers
There's nothin' spookier
Ya now about to witness the power of fuckin' fifty

I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on
(Yeah)
You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on
(It's Fifty)
If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long
(Yeah)
If you thinking I'm a fuckin' fall off ya so wrong
(It's Fifty)

If the gun spark I'll hear all of the shots go off
It's fifty, they say it's fifty
See a nigga layed out wit his fuckin' top blown off
It's fifty, man that wasn't fifty don't holla my name

You shouldn't throw stones if you live in a glass house
And if you got a glass jaw you should watch yo mouth
Cause I'll break yo face
Have yo ass runnin', mumblin' to the jake
You goin' ?gainst me dog, you makin' a mistake, I'll split ya
Leave ya lookin' like the Michael Jackson jackets wit all them zippers
I'm the boss on this boat, you can call me skipper
The way I turn the money over, you should call me flipper

Yo bitch a regular bitch, you callin her wifey
I fucked and feed her fast food, you keeping her icey
I'm down to sell records but not my soul
Snoop said this in ninety four, ?We don't love them hoes?
I got pennies for my thoughts now I'm rich
See the twenties spinnin' lookin' mean on the six
Niggas wearin' flags cause the colors match they clothes they get Caught in the wrong hood, they get filled up wit holes motherfucker

I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on
(Yeah)
You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on
(It's Fifty)
If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long
(Yeah)
If you thinking I'm a fuckin' fall off ya so wrong
(It's Fifty)

I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on
(Yeah)
You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on
(It's Fifty)
If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long
(Yeah)
If you thinking I'm a fuckin' fall off ya so wrong
(It's Fifty)

Play the MP3 online for free!

280e4bab6c156a31ffc14c845a8afbde

I Get My Paper - Lyrics - B.A.R.S.: The Barry Adrian Reese Story - Cassidy

Title: I Get My Paper
Album: B.A.R.S.: The Barry Adrian Reese Story
Artist: Cassidy
Composer(s): Dominick Lamb, Linda Epstein, Barry Adrian Reese, Thom Bell

Lyric:
I get, I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you

Cassidy the problem, c'mon
All my people out there, gettin' that cake man
Take somethin' out your pocket and put it in the air like this
Put it in the air like this and say some **** like this, c'mon

I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you
I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you

Look if you deal **** and you still broke
Start grindin' more homes, 'cause I'ma drug connoisseur homes
In the hood good jobs is hard to find like dinosaur bones
I'm tryin' to start shinin' more homes

That's why I make 'em hurry up and buy like that China store homes
'Cause they'll give you time for a dime or more of stones
And tellin' ain't my twist, I ain't that kind of boy homes
But a lot of ****** singin' like the Commodores homes

I'm ridin' when it's time for war homes
The chrome on my hip, can flip a fully grown dinosaur homes
I'm the kind of boy known to split domes when I pop the Taurus
I spray rounds that could lay down a tyrannosaurus

My mind like a thesaurus, I'ma shine regardless
My brain a dictionary, lames I'm quick to bury
I spit scriptures and put pictures on obituaries
So get your own sound or hustle a home now, *****

I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you
I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you

I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you
I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you

Yeah, every bar that I write like a brick of that hard white
I've truly been blessed, it's a gift from the Lord Christ
But yo if you livin' the hard life, you can't get back
The hand you was dealt, so play your cards right

They say you ain't promised tomorrow right?
So I stay in the street, like a deer that stay in that car lights
With the high beams on and the fog lights lit
I get, my lean on, on some B.A.R.S. type ****

Until, my cream gone I'ma ball like this
In my all white tee and my all white kicks
And I still toss the white on the strip that's why I floss like this
With the frostbite wrist 'cause we all quite rich, I love this life

I threw different color ice, in my cross like Swizz
And all I give broads is hard type ****, have 'em twirlin' they tongue
Yeah, I know I got a girl and a son, but um
It's a man's world and I'm as thorough as they come, what?

I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you
I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you

I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you
I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you

Yeah, I'm from a block where ****** get it poppin' at
Where cats is known for boxin' and poppin' gats
But you gotta aim low when you poppin' that
'Cause that hot **** got kick like a soccer match

I'm from where the M-1's and the choppers at
Feel me where you can come to go gun shoppin' at
You rockin' plaque, got your chain with the watch to match
Watch your back if you go and you ain't got your gat

Cats'll jack your pop he ain't got a strap
Cats'll rob your mom if she got a stack
'Cause ****** tryin' to get paid and ****** not tryin'
To get waged when they rockin' the stockin' cap

Round the way they got gourmet pots of *****
And you would spend like 24 for a block of that
My ****** tryin' to get the cheese but no not the rat
I'm from a block where snitchin' ain't a option at

I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you
I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you

I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you
I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you

Play the MP3 online for free!

bf76300b77119642975f9496c6bbd87d

Jubilee - Lyrics - Blind Man's Zoo - 10,000 Maniacs

Title: Jubilee
Album: Blind Man's Zoo
Artist: 10,000 Maniacs
Composer(s): Natalie Merchant

Lyric:
He fills the flower vases, trims the candle bases
Takes small change from the poor box, Tyler has the key
He takes nail and hammer to tack up the banner
Of felt scraps glued together reading, Jesus lives in me
Alone in the night he mocks the words of the preacher
God is feeling your every pain

Repair the Christmas stable, restore the plaster Angel
Her lips begin to crumble and her robes begin to peel
For Bible study in the church basement
Hear children Gospel citing, Matthew 17:15
Alone in the night he mocks the arms of the preacher
Raised to the ceiling tell God your pain

To him the world's defiled in lot he sees a likeness there
He swears this Sodom will burn down
Near Sacred Blood there's a dance hall
Where Tyler Glen saw a black girl and a white boy kissing shamelessly

Black hands on white shoulders
White hands on black shoulders
Dancing, and you know what's more

He's God's mad disciple, a righteous title for the Word he heard
He so misunderstood though simple minded a crippled man
To know this man is to fear this man to shake when, to shake when
To shake when he comes wasn't it God that let Puritans in Salem
Do what they did to the unfaithful

Boys at the Jubilee slowly sink into brown bag whiskey
Drinking and reeling on their feet
Girls at the Jubilee in low-cut dresses
Yield to the caresses and the man-handling

Black hands on white shoulders
White hands on black shoulders
Dancing, and you know what's more

Through the tall blades of grass he heads for the Jubilee
With a bucket in his right hand full of rags soaked in gasoline
He lifts the shingles in the dark and slips the rags there underneath
He strikes a matchstick on the box side and watches the rags ignite
He climbs the bell tower of the Sacred Blood to watch the flames
Rising higher toward the trees sirens wailing now toward the scene

Play the MP3 online for free!

947a92d9979c5c393656dc15cd558202

Fear Of Trains - Lyrics - The Magnetic Fields

Title: Fear Of Trains
Artist: The Magnetic Fields
Composer(s): Stephin Raymond Merritt

Lyric:
It was the army train that took her daddy from her
It was the Bible train that took her momma too
And that high loud whistle made her horse run away
But the straw the broke the camel's back was you

It was the government train that took away her childhood
It was the KKK that took away her past
It was the white man's will that hers be broken
But that barefoot girl could run too fast

Because the world's too cold for a girl like that
With a Blackfoot soul and a cowboy hat
Everything she loved went down the dragon track
She had a fear of trains

In the beet fields of Montana
She's always coming on dead rails
To break the plow and whisper
"Honey, bound to live is bound to fail"

And in a park in San Francisco
Her momma shrieks about the Lord
And down the dead rails there's an echo
The wind is whistling all aboard

Because the world's too cold for a girl like that
With a Blackfoot soul and a cowboy hat
Everything she loved went down the dragon track
She had a fear of trains

It was the wagon train that took away her country
It was the oil train that took away her land
She could have been the belle of the ponderosa
But that was not the fat man's plan

Because the world's too cold for a girl like that
With a Blackfoot soul and a cowboy hat
Everything she loved went down the dragon track
She had a fear of trains

Play the MP3 online for free!

b7ead19ab6280aa664c83c0c04a5692b

Every Kind Of People - Lyrics - Heart & Soul - Joe Cocker

Title: Every Kind Of People
Album: Heart & Soul
Artist: Joe Cocker
Composer(s): Andy Fraser

{AdsenseCode:2D080010-7055-443A-8D12-2B79DDC71256}

Lyric:
Said the fight to make ends meet
Keeps a man upon his feet
Just holding down his job
Trying to show he can't be bought

It takes every kind of people
To make what life's about, yeah
Every kind of people
To make the world go 'round

Someone's looking for a lead
In his duty to a King or to a creed
Protecting what he feels is right
Fights against wrong within his life

There's no profit in deceit
Honest men know that revenge does not taste sweet
Whether yellow, black or white
Each and every man's the same inside

It takes every kind of people
To make what life's about, yeah
Every kind of people
Just to make the world go 'round

It takes every kind of people
To make what life's about, yeah
Every kind of people
To make the world go 'round, oh babe

You know, love's the only goal
That could bring peace to any soul
Hey, and every man is the same
He wants the sunshine in his name

It takes every kind of people
To make what life's about, oh good
It takes every kind of people
Just to make the world go 'round

Oh, it takes every kind of people
'Cause to make what life's about, yeah
Every kind of people
To make the world go 'round, ooh

Play the MP3 online for free!

85572d7b97023199db260d74463e9dab