With Every Intention - Lyrics - Boy Sets Fire

Title: With Every Intention
Artist: Boy Sets Fire
Composer(s): Rob Avery, Nathan Gray, Charles W Istvan, Matthew Krupanski, Josh Latshaw

Lyric:
Not in the running
But this rain is nothing new to me anyway
I see my reflection
No where near who I should be

The spirit is willing
But the anchors of my flesh
Still hold me down
With every distraction
I lose more of who I should

Had many time to try
Before I realized
The flaws in my design
May have led me to ask why

Why'd you make it so easy?
I tried but I'm incomplete
Is this all there is?
All there is to me?

How many chances
At redemption do I think I'll ever get
Keep changing my rhythms
For a shot at something more

Miracles happen
So why do I feel like I'm being left behind
It's still in my nature
To look for what I can't find

How many chances
At redemption do I think I'll ever get
Keep changing my rhythms
For a shot at something more

Miracles happen
So why do I feel like I'm being left behind
It's still in my nature
To look for what I can't find

Is this all there is?
Is this all there is to me?
I should be all better now
This is all there is to me

I can pick myself up again
Is this all there is?
I hope that one day I will make a stand
But right now this is all there is to me

No matter how I dream
I will never be good and pray
'Cuz right now this is all there is to me
Yea, right now this is all there is to me

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Lean On - Lyrics - Rebecca St. James

Title: Lean On
Artist: Rebecca St. James
Composer(s): Paul Meany, Dave Rumsey, Dave Hutchison, Roy Mitchell, Rebecca St James, Adam La Clave

Lyric:
Into Your hands I commit my spirit
Into Your heart I place mine
Into Your will I submit all I am
As I let go peace I find

And while the background is falling
You'll find the place I can stand

Lean on Your understanding
Lean on everything You say
Lean on divine intention
Lean on every word You utter

Into Your hands I submit my troubles
Into Your world I'll unfold
And with Your strength I'll replace my weakness
As I lie down, You restore my soul

And while the background is falling
You've found the place I can stand
(In Your heavens, I will )

Lean on Your understanding
Lean on everything You say
Lean on divine intention
Lean on every word You utter

Lean on Your understanding
Lean on everything You say
Lean on divine intention
Lean on every word You utter

And while the background is falling
You've found the place I can stand
(In Your heavens, I will )

Lean on Your understanding
Lean on everything You say
Lean on divine intention
Lean on every word You utter

Lean on Your understanding
Lean on everything You say
Lean on divine intention
Lean on every word You utter

Lean on Your understanding
Lean on everything You say
Lean on divine intention
Lean on every word You utter

Lean on Your understanding
Lean on everything You say
Lean on divine intention
Lean on every word You utter

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Got My Mind Made Up - Lyrics - All Eyez On Me - 2pac

Title: Got My Mind Made Up
Album: All Eyez On Me
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Delmar Arnaud, Ricardo Brown, Tupac Shakur

Lyric:
You find an MC like me who's strong
Leavin' motherfuckers aborted with no verbal support
And when I command the microphone I gets deadly as Kahn though
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those

Who can withstand, the mo' power I gain
And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck ya brain
Imagine and keep on wishin' upon a star
Finally realizing who the fuck we are

When I penetrate, it's been withstandin' faded
Would it be the greatest MC of all time
When I created rhyme for the simple fact
When I attack I crush your pride
My intention to ride, every time all night

I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar
For me to put down my guard, I'm faced with it, I'm a ride
Breakin' in gas with the six-eight all day
In and out with my pay, I'm soon to count the bodies

So mandatory, my elevation, my lyrics like orientation
So you can be more familiar with tha nigga you facin'
We must be based on nothin' better than communication
Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stations

Sorry, I left that ass waitin'
No more procrastination give up to fate and get that ass shakin'
I'm bustin' and makin' motherfuckers panic
Don't take ya life for granted put that ass in the dirt

You swear the bitch was planted, my lyrics motivate the planet
It's similar to Rhythm Nation but thugged out, forgive me Janet
Who's in control? I'm acvtivatin' yo souls
You know, the way the games get controlled

Yo, two years ago, a friend of mine
Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind
Bear witness to the dopest fuckin' rhyme I wrote
Takin' off my coat, clearing my throat

I got my mind made up, come on
Get in, get in too
Let it ride, tonight's tha night
I got my mind made up, come on
Get in, get in too
Let it ride, tonight's tha night

Well, I comes through with Tupac
Of the bomb prophylaxes for protection
So my fuckin' sac won't collapse
'Cause nowadays, shit's evading the X-rays
Sending young motherfuckers to an early grave

I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MCs
Shows my heart's as cold as the tundra
Electrifying like thunder, I'm just too much
Rough and raw with that motherfuckin' poisonous touch

I'm an MC with lyrics that's tha fuckin' Bombay
Ya got dissed, that's before it's ingest like balmy
My rhymes, I leave a mark on ya mind
As the deadly vibes spread through ya head like sand pine

There's no escape, nah, I ain't blastin'
I use my mental to assassinate assassin's for those askin'
Opposed to laughin', raw maniacal villain
Laughter enhances the chances of tha killin'

Why is that? 'Cuz smilin' faces deceive
You best believe, to MC's I'm the deadliest disease
My thoughts rip ya throat and make it hard to breathe
Ya whole camp's under siege and I'm Jason Vorhees

In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mikes
My verbal snipe, your vocab on site
I'm out tha cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all
So all my rhymes hit and split tha bricks on the wall

Ya already have an idea about tha superior sphere
The greater rhyme creator on both sides of tha equator
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
To LA on the spot where I rock and bust like straps

As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact
Beware, set and prepare to enter verbal combat
Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
Like Hitler, stickin' up [Incomprehensible] wit German [Incomprehensible]

The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle
Will be back after this message don't touch tha dial
Rarely do you see an MC out for justice
Got my gun powder and my musket, blaow

Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellan
Half of my Clan's three deep felons
Niggaz best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel
Man I stay on point like icicles

Now who wanna test Tical then touch Tical
All up in your motherfuckin' mouth
Head banger boogie, catch me on tour with Al Doogie
Method Man roll too tight, you can pull me

Better take one and pass or that's that ass
Your vital statistics are low and fallin' fast
Johnny Blaze out to get loot like Johnny Cash
Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast

Aiyyo, lyrical gas spittin' tha criminal tactics
Non-believers get my dick and genitals backwards
Let's face it, there's no replacement
Taste this, mad underground basement, shit I'm laced with

Avalanche on ya whole camp when I'm splited
Funk Doctor who? Spock bitch don't get it twisted
I got connects like Federal Express
To get the fresh package of bless, tha dogs can't fetch

Got the clear spot from tha rear block
To bust 'til every nigga here drop, men, I fear not
Hold ya nose and blow out 'til ya ears pop
Since ya crew suit you to shift now you claim that you get's lot

With, this underground cannabis
I'm dangerous like John the bomb analyst
Then proceeds like keys
My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's

Lick off a shot and hit ya fam by mistake
So I erase the whole front row at the wake
I planned my escape in case Jake or a snake bust it
I'm the one pushin' the hearse in the first place

Confidence for you shaky ass folks
Pump for Rockefeller for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Coly

And I'm out for nine nickel
INS tha rebels
West, list this, this, this

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The Minute Waltz - Lyrics - Barbra Streisand

Title: The Minute Waltz
Artist: Barbra Streisand
Composer(s): Frederic Francois Chopin, Lan O'Kun

Lyric:
I have got a minute, just a little minute
I have only got a minute, just a minute
I have only got a minute that is all the time
I have to sing this tiny minute waltz

It isn't easy but I'll try it then
I've gotta say goodbye but first I'll take a minute
And put in it every note that Chopin wrote
And I shall sing the little minute waltz

And hope that I can sing with no faults
And though it's difficult, I'll give it
Every last breath that I've got within my body
Hope that my performance won't be very shoddy

Singing every note, I'm not the one to spoil my throat
I probably will end up hoarse, of course I will, I've done it
And a way do that, I made, I will, I want
It's not the money but the satisfaction that I get
From winning money on this silly kind of bet

Though this kind of solo wasn't his intention
Chopin isn't here to make an intervention
So with your permission and no intermission
I will sing each note that that composer wrote

As you can hear my trilling isn't very thrilling
But no one can say I wasn't very willing
To attempt a thing that's not been done
And just for fun to sing the minute waltz

As I sing the seconds fly
Oh too soon the minute waltzed by
And now I ask you where am I
Halfway through the tune and I'm falling far behind

I have less than thirty seconds, less than
Thirty seconds, less than thirty, less than half a minute
I have less than thirty seconds, I have less than
Half a minute to complete this little minute waltz

On every note that's in the score
While the sands of time I know are pouring
Let me win my bet and I'll run with the money
Down to something store an' there I'll buy a honey

Of a trophy for myself to put upon
A shelf show the world I won
Oh the second hand is rushing round the dial
And though I'd like to end this torture with a smile
Unless someone knows how to stop the clock
You gonna see me cry before I said goodbye
Eight little measures to complete this song
But I'm afraid my little lungs will burst before
Too long if only I can last to scale
I won't have failed to sing the minute waltz

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My Science Fiction Twin - Lyrics - Elvis Costello

Title: My Science Fiction Twin
Artist: Elvis Costello
Composer(s): Elvis Costello

Lyric:
My science fiction twin
Is doing better than expected
He captured a little blonde trophy wife
Who's really very well connected

And when he calls home with his alibi
She says, "Is this really necessary?"
But she knows that a man can't be a man
Unless he's punishing his secretary

He sips in a glow of a '61 vintage
Just as the day is dimming
With every intention of surrendering
To fifty-foot women
Who put the fascination back into
My science fiction twin

My science fiction twin
Decided to become invisible
He has my eyes, my face, my voice
But he's only happy when I'm miserable

The words flew from his mouth
And they were gently gathered by reporters
Trying to frame his once infamous flame
With tattered pictures of her daughter

Her hair is all made out of porcupine
Her figure is fantastic
But as you know, they corrupted her
So they're being sarcastic
Who put the fascination back into
My science fiction twin

He'll scream and shout
Everything is working out
Just as he predicted
Pride and position in the gallery
Of attempted people

Oh, and the pain is so sweet
Better stamp his little feet
And you'll even have time to pity me
How can you feel content?
You wonder where this fellow went

My science fiction twin
Escorted by his lovely nieces
Filled up his purse dictating verse
While painting masterpieces

His almost universal excellence
Is starting to disturb me
They asked how in the world he does all these things
And he answered, "Superbly"

He's trapped in his own parallel dimension
That's why I'm so forgiving
But how could I possibly forget to mention
Those fifty-foot women
Who put the fascination back into
My science fiction twin

My science fiction twin
My science fiction twin
My science fiction twin
My science fiction twin

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U Can Call - Lyrics - Better Dayz - 2pac

Title: U Can Call
Album: Better Dayz
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Johnny Jackson, Tupac Shakur, Phalon Alexander

Lyric:
Dear baby you the picture of perfection
Straight from your million dollar smile
To my attraction to your complexion, no hesitation needed
You got me inhalin' the aroma of your perfume and feelin' heated

I move closer to drop the lines of my introduction
Hold out my hand, grab your hand, now we touchin'
My lyrics are poetry, so baby get a ticket to go with me
Thugged out so you notice me

It's a positive attraction, see pictures of us
Layin' butt-naked on the beach kickin' back relaxin'
And only you can calm, the savage beast
Look in my eyes are you surprised, that it's me?

I wanna make you mine
I'm kissin' on you tryin' to make it different every time
(That's right)
I'm so lonely in my bedroom, lookin' at the walls
Withcha number in my hand, wonderin' should I even call her tonight

Anytime you like, baby, you can call me
Need a thug up in your life, never find nobody like me
'Cause I know what you want and girl you know I got you
You got what I need and shorty it's all on you, baby, call on me

Been gettin' nuttin' but bad news, ever since the day you left me
I sit and wonder is there a way you could forget me
Remember my phone calls, my late visits
Us havin' breakfast in bed, then we straight kick it

Me and you in satin sheets, 'til after two
Come take a walk on the wild side, enjoy the view
Whenever we collide it's goin' to be a pleasurable time
Makin' love 'til the early light

Sweetheart, don't fight the feelin'
Come get a shot of this plain dealin' and concentrate on the ceiling
It's my intention to brush up
Beware of the fireworks, 'cause everytime we touch

It's bound to be, so relax, clown with me
As if you're down with me, get around and see
The brother with tattoos and no fears
Runnin' my fingers through your hair if you call me

Anytime you like, baby, you can call me
Need a thug up in your life, never find nobody like me
'Cause I know what you want and girl you know I got you
You got what I need and shorty it's all on you, baby, call on me

Pardon me, but let's be specific
Baby, 'cause if you down with me, nigga we can kick it
And let's take trips and ride airplanes
A hundred thousand dollar car on dem gold thangs, so can you hang?

'Cause we can be real tight
(Right)
I got a big suite at the hot', if it feel right
My only wish is to be witcha
You got me steady strivin' to getcha fantasizin' of friendly pictures

The pressure's gettin' major
I wonder will you answer my call, if I page ya
Got me goin' wild with anticipation
Face to face with us locked up in strange places, what will it take?

'Cause the heartache be heartbreak is my prediction
When you falsify and start fake in my position
I'm a careful man but a player when I ball
Got my eyes on you baby, can I call?

Anytime you like, baby you can call me
Need a thug up in your life, never find nobody like me
'Cause I know what you want and girl you know I got you
You got what I need and shorty it's all on you

Anytime you like, baby you can call me
Need a thug up in your life, never find nobody like me
'Cause I know what you want, and girl you know I got you
You got what I need, and shorty it's all on you, baby call on me

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Lo - Big Ole Words (Damn) - Lyrics - Cee

Title: Lo - Big Ole Words (Damn)
Artist: Cee
Composer(s): Thomas Decarlo Callaway

Lyric:
Um hmm, okay, okay, yeah
Yeah, y'all thought I lost it

In no fashion have I lost my passion for the pen
It's just that lately life has been a lost less inspirin'
To tell you the truth trials and tribulations is very tirin'
I gotta play a little game of gimmick and gun firin'

I'm not aspirin' to be any lower or higher than
I get equal as in eye to eye again
I'm the truth, I'm complicated, I'm all ready but try again
I've got to die once to never ever die again

And what I believe within, I engrave within my skin
And one thang that I ain't is a saint without a sin
How could there be a now if there never was a then?
That is unbalanced just like the yang without the yen

I am distinguishably deeper as opposed to the paper-thin
And I breathe oxygen, and you rhymin' 'bout rocks again
You stagnant, standin' still enough to feel the world spin
I'm beginnin' to smell the end in the path of the blowin' wind

Hopefully I'm fortunate enough to spend forever with a friend
I'm slow dancin' with destiny every day until then
When I first got my big break, I said that I would never bend
And discredit my character to keep up or contend

And my belief beat baseline secrete such a special blend
I am not like them at all and I cannot pretend
I am not like you at all and I cannot pretend

Damn, that shit was funky
Ooh, heard that nigga?
Damn, Shawty Lo, c'mon

I get off on an extension or compare comprehension
I'm in a classroom of my own, I'm too far gone for competition
Yet I'm never obnoxious with my obvious ambition
Perfectly imperfect is my dimension's definition

I engage my pen pierce the page so that it bleeds my intention
With honorable mention of God's divine intervention
I'm incredible, I'm inevitable and there's no possible prevention
I'll hardly scream my dream and I'll have your undivided attention

The powers that be will be beaten into submission
And you will be able to see my revolution on television
You'll get an aneurysm fuckin' around with my head on collision
With the power to get you dead and half the dead risen

I remember when my development was arrested
I was doin' time on my mind misguided and misdirected
I was sick, so sick if I spoke to you, you'd be infected
Then my conscience was cleared of all charges
And I came out corrected

Reinvented, refined, replenished and well rested
On a mission for a medium to manifest the thoughts I collected
After that everythin' I breathed upon, I blessed it
I committed crimes of passion and my soul was suspected

But it was thrown out of court
'Cause of course the Creator and I connected
He told me, " Fear not for thou art protected
Your life is being requested and you are being tested
So make every attempt you can to expect the unexpected"

Mm mm mm boy that Lo boy
Damn, oh, Lawd, Cee-Lo, why you do it like that?
You ain't have to bustin' all like that, man
Makin' these 'lil rappers feel like they can't rap
Damn, I got some more, I got some more if you want some

I am internally, evolving, entirely
Extensive, eclectic, expression, eloquently
Instantly innovative, courageously creative
I'm driven, this God given gift it comes naturally to the native

Not a need for the dramatics or the systematics
Simplicities, strictly science and mathematics
The mastermind of the mighty, mystical and magical moves
And metaphors manifests masterpieces

Thoroughly fury through the inner mind's eye
Establishes this syn-thesis, of these innermost, insightful
Intriguin' interpretations of extreme intelligence
My commonsense is no co-incidence

Caution, competitors approach carefully I'm able to see
Rare ranges of distance, I expect respect
There's no tolerance for negligence, never, you'll forever
Feel the wrath of the pure and powerful poetry, permanently

Pre-meditative, political, critical, compellin', story-tellin'
Definin' desire, faith fuelin' the fire brilliance, prophylactic
Philosophical, psychological willingly wagin' warfare
Withstandin', commandin', demandin'
The listenin' ears to hear what God's forcin'

Instead endorsin' education ,equality, not hate
Just revolution of the mind state, not mere words but emotions
Which is essential, influential provin' my people's potential
Militancy, innocence, insight, listen to God then write
Since my birth date I been tight, shit

Damn, damn
Now, I don't want never hear nobody else say
Goddamn a nigga from the south can't rhyme, never
Damn, he he he, now can I do my shit?

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Fight Music - Lyrics - Eminem

Title: Fight Music
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Von Carlisle, Ondre Moore, Rufus Johnson, Marshall Mathers, Deshaun Holton, Denaun Porter, Michael Elizondo, Andre Young

Lyric:
This kind of music, use it and you get amped to do shit
Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse it
It's just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with
Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit

The type of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it
You just know that's the new shit
The type of shit that causes mass confusion
And drastic movement of people actin' stupid

I come to every club with intention to do harm
With a prosthetic arm and smellin' like Boone's Farm
Hidin' under tables as soon as I hear alarms
Paranoid thief that'll steal from his own moms

Connivin' Kon, Artis with a bomb
Strapped to my stomach screamin', "Let's get it on"
A lush that love to drink, drunk drivin' a tank
Rollin' over a bank, cops see me and faint

It's drastic, I'm past my limit of coke
I think I'll up my high by slittin' your throat
Push your baby carriage into the street 'til it's mince meat
Your mens been beat the minute I step onto your street
This is fight music

You know why my hands are so numb? No
'Cause my grandmother sucked my dick and I didn't come, oh
Smacked this whore for talkin' crap, bitch
So what if she's handicapped, the bitch said Bizarre couldn't rap

I fuckin' hate you, I'll take your drawers down and rape you
While Dr. Dre videotapes you, hell yeah
Satan done got me on this song
Eatin' a hot dog readin' the Holy Quran while I'm on the John

Tired of wearin' this yellow thong
Take it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs, thong, thong, thong
Now here's a gun, I'll put it in your palm
Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill's arms, fuck your love songs

This kind of music, use it and you get amped to do shit
Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse it
It's just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with
Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit

The type of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it
You just know that's the new shit
The type of shit that causes mass confusion
And drastic movement of people actin' stupid

Just bring who you gon' bring on, who you gon' swing on?
I'm King Kong, guns blow you to kingdom come
Show you machine gun funk
Sixteen m-16's and one pump, click-clack

The snub in my paw, shove it in your jaw
Have you runnin' out this fuckin' club in your drawers
We lovin' the broads, there's nothin' to applaud
But fuck it it's all good, the hood is up in The Source, it's fight music

I'm a nigga that loves scuffles
And won't hesitate to sock you again for swollen knuckles
I'm like that, catch a nigga like bear traps
Blow his head back right in front of the priest sayin', "You hear that?"

I slap your freak, bump you and won't speak
If you step on my feet, you get drowned in your own drink
I suffocated my shrink just for talkin', came back and fucked up
His pallbearers and made 'em drop his coffin, it's fight music

These beads I'm swingin' is stingin' 'em
See all these niggaz? When I step in the club, I'm bringin' 'em
If any nigga lookin' too hard, we Rodney King 'n 'em
Malice green to them and gasolinin' 'em with premium

Light a cigarette, flick it at 'em or spit it at 'em
Hold up a picture of his family and kick it at him
Blast while you right hookin', right when your wife's lookin'
Fuck fight music, bitch this is losin' your life music

If I could capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it
Crush the glass from my bare hands and swallow it
Then spit it back in the faces of you racists
And hypocrites who think the same shit but don't say shit

You Liberace's, Versace's and you Nazis
Watch me 'cause you thinkin' you got me in this hot seat
You motherfuckers wanna judge me 'cause you're not me
You'll never stop me, I'm top speed as you pop me

I came to save these new generations of babies
From parents who failed to raise 'em 'cause they're lazy
To grow to praise me, I'm makin' 'em go crazy
That's how I got this whole nation to embrace me

And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit wrong
I cripple any hypocritic critic I'm sic'd on
And this song is for any kid who gets picked on
A sick song to retaliate to and it's called

This kind of music, use it and you get amped to do shit
Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse it
It's just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with
Just refuse whenever they asked to do shit

The type of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it
You just know that's the new shit
The type of shit that causes mass confusion
And drastic movement of people actin' stupid, it's fight music

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Foundation - Lyrics - Brand Nubian

Title: Foundation
Artist: Brand Nubian
Composer(s): Maxwell Dixon, Lorenzo Dechalus, D. Diamond, Miles Davis

Lyric:
Brand Nubian baby, here to flip it again
And you know it don't stop until the party ends
So get your hands up high, if you feel me reply
'Cos you know these brothers here we keep it extra tight

Look, listen and observe, it took precision to connect
The words of dialect within a rhythm you never heard
Forbidden fruit, take a bite, you could lose your life
Like how they crucified Christ Musa's hair was white

Lord Jamar, Sadat X and Puba's here tonight
We got next on the court, I don't know what you thought
This flow can't be bought, only sold in exchange
For platinum ang gold, you've been told, open up the manifold

Only to reveal scrolls and scrolls
Premeditated to be dedicated to lost souls
Properly educated, never sloppily operated
Playing the beats for all my people incarcerated

We stay in the streets and find new ways to eat
Crime wave, I remember wetting my feet
In my blind days, now these niggas getting they heat
From under they seat, I wonder when the guns'll deplete

Brand Nubian brothers here to flip it again
And you know we don't stop until your party ends
So get your hands up high, if you feel me reply
'Cos you know these brothers here, we keep it extra tight
The Foundation, as we hitcha with a Brand Nu creation
New millennium we don't mess around
Do the knowledge as we blaze the situation, so just feel me now

I'm in a rush, who got the keys to my truck?
Who am I? I just might be a spy
I drop a tear at the sight of the blue NY
I'm a threat just like Garnette

Pick a player out my set like Marbury
Serve me sherry with a cherry
I always eat what you think
I ain't got no shoes on my feet, I'm from down the street, huh

Now cats ride around New York with the slick hot rods
Some late model usually pushing full throttle
Hanging illegal U's and staying with the gleaming shoes
Riding one deep but back to back to back

Fuck a buzz, it's gonna happen just because
Sure I was with her was, but I don't know what she does
Big dimes hit me every time like it's a crime my prime will steadily climb
Yeah, I can't release nothing to y'all before it's time

Brand Nubian brothers here to flip it again
And you know we don't stop until your party ends
So get your hands up high, if you feel me reply
'Cos you know these brothers here, we keep it extra tight
The Foundation, as we hitcha with a Brand Nu creation
New millennium we don't mess around
Do the knowledge as we blaze the situation, so just feel me now

Now my verbal illustration graphic more than playstation
Microphone occupation operation save the nation
Black crusader, persuader, educator
Knowledge detonator none greater

Leave haters stuck like a project elevator
Always jammin' it airtight like a laminate
You can't contaminate it
Go getters we be superb like Justin's catfish fritters

Now I got 2000 flows, only 4 less than all of my hoes
(Hey)
Oops, I mean my bro's but I'm just keeping y'all on your toes
Excitement for your enlightenment, spitting novels, getting bravos
Tear it up like El Nino, keeping it hotter than jalapenos

Microphone holder doing more damage than rolling boulders
Rhyme style should've fooled ya
Knocked your head right off your shoulders
See my intention, black on black prevention, break the tension
Teach the seeds, tell them what they need and then collect my pension

Brand Nubian, baby, born more flows than a test tube valve
Your radio ain't really on if Brand Nubian ain't on your dial

Yeah, as we do it like this
2000, Brand Nubian comin' atcha one time
New millennium style

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2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted - Snoop Dogg - Lyrics - 2Pac- Greatest Hits - 2pac

Title: 2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted - Snoop Dogg
Album: 2Pac- Greatest Hits
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Delmar Arnaud, Cordozar Broadus, Tupac Shakur

Lyric:
Up out of there
(Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party)
Light that up G
Ahh shit, you done fucked up now
(Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party)

You done put two of America's most wanted
In the same motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time
(Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party)
Y'all niggaz about to feel this

Bring out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin' condoms
(Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party)
Have one on us alright?
(Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party)

Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin' homie
You is a cold ass nigga on them hogs

Sho' 'nuff, I keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the court room waitin' on the outcome
Free Tupac, is all that's on a niggaz mind
But at the same time it seem they tryin' to take mine

So I'ma get smart and get defensive and shit
And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

So now they got us laced
To multimillionaire motherfuckers catchin' cases
Bitches get ready for the throw down, the shit's about to go down
Uhh, me and Snoop about to clown

I'm losin' my religion, I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game but you got the rules missin'
Niggaz be actin' like they savage, they out to get the cabbage
I got nuthin' but love for my niggaz livin' lavish

I got a pet named P, she niggarino
I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino
And I think I got a black beamer
But my dream is to own a fly casino

Like Bugsy Seagel and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the regal
It feel good to you baby bubba
Ya see this is for the G's and the keys motherfucker

Now follow as we ride
Motherfuck the rest two of the best from the West side
And I can make you famous, niggaz been dyin' for years
So how could they blame us

I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin' these, motherfuckin' G's
If ya got it better flaunt it, another warrant
2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted

Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
(Nuthin' but a gangsta party)

Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
(Nuthin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nuthin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party )

Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
(Nuthin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nuthin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party)
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party

Now give me fifty feet defeat is not my destiny
Release me to the streets and keep whatever's left of me
Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck wit me, I bust and flea

These niggaz must be crazy, what?
There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can fade the thugs
Right you thought it was but it wasn't now disappear
Bow down in the presence of a boss player

It's like 'cuz, blood, gang bangin'
Everybody in the party doin' dope slangin'
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch before your eyes swirl

Ya doing ya job every day
And then you work so hard till ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life and bout the way it is
You see we live by the gun so we die by the gun's kids

They tell me not to roll with my glock so now I gotta throw away
Floatin' in the black Benz tryin' to do a show a day
They wonder how I live with five shots
Niggaz is hard to kill on my block

Schemes for currency and doe related
Affiliated with the hustlers so we made it
No answers to questions, I'm tryin' to get up on it
My nigga Dogg with me eternally the most wanted

Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
(Nuthin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nuthin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party )

Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
(Nuthin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nuthin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party)
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
(Nuthin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nuthin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party)

Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
(Nuthin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nuthin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party, biatch)
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party

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2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted - Lyrics - All Eyez On Me - 2pac

Title: 2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted
Album: All Eyez On Me
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Delmar Arnaud, Cordozar Broadus, Tupac Shakur

Lyric:
Up out of there
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
Pump that up, G
Ahh, shit, you done fucked up now

Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
You done put 2 of Americaz most wanted
In the same motherfuckin' place at the same
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party, motherfuckin' time, ha, ha, ha

Y'all niggaz about to feel this
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
Break out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin' condoms
Have one on us, aight? Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party

Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision, my intention's to get richer
With the S N double O P, Dogg, my fuckin' homey
Youse a cold ass nigga on them hogs

Sho' 'nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, 'cuz they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin' on the outcome
Free Tupac, is all that's on a niggaz mind

But at the same time it seem they tryin' to take mine
So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and shit
And put together a million march, for some gangsta shit

So now they got us laced
Two multimillionaire motherfuckers catchin' cases
Bitches get ready for the throw down, the shit's about to go down
Uh, me and Snoop about to clown

I'm "Losin' My Religion", I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missin'
Niggaz be actin' like they savage, they out to get the cabbage
I got nuthin' but love for my niggaz livin' lavish

I got a pit named P, she [Unverified]
I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino
And I think I got a black Beamer
But my dream is to own a fly casino

Like Bugsy Seagel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal
It feel good to you baby, bubba
Ya see, this is for the G's and the keys, motherfucker

Now follow as we ride
Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the West side
And I can make you famous
Niggaz been dyin' for years, so how could they blame us?

I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin' these, motherfuckin' G's
If ya got it, better flaunt it, another warrant
2 of Amerikaz most wanted

Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
Nuthin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party

Nuthin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nuthin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta partyc
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party, nuthin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nuthin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party

Now give me fifty feet
Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets
And keep whatever's left of me
Jealousy is misery, sufferin' is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck wit me

I bust and flea, these niggaz must be crazy, what?
There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can fade the Thugs
(Ha Ha right)
You thought it was but it wasn't, now disappear
Bow down in the presence of a boss player

It's like 'cuz blood, gangbangin'
Everybody in the party doin' dope slangin'
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swirl

Ya doin' ya job, every day
And then you work so hard til ya hair turn grey
Let me tell you about life, and 'bout the way it is
You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids

They tell me not to roll with my glock
So now I gotta throw away
Floatin' in the black Benz, tryin' to do a show a day
They wonder how I live, with five shots
Niggaz is hard to kill, on my block

Schemes for currency and doe related
Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it
No answers to questions, I'm tryin' to get up on it
My nigga, Dogg with me, eternally, the most wanted

Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
Nuthin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party

Nuthin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nuthin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party, nuthin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nuthin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party
Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party

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Karma - Lyrics - Stone Love - Angie Stone

Title: Karma
Album: Stone Love
Artist: Angie Stone
Composer(s): Jerry Barnes, Sherrod Barnes, Berkeley Ronald Outen Jr, Angie Stone, Andreo Heard

Lyric:
Yeah, you know there's really no need to
Stress or trip over, gettin' even
Because my life is gilded and grounded
And I really believe that karma in itself avenges us

Feel me
(Yeah)
Dig it

Tried so many times to make some sense of it
Unsure about the people in the mix
My sacred intention, my moment to mention
Just what it is I was called here to do

Love somebody
Give somebody
Teach somebody
Touch somebody

And when the good gets misunderstood
The repercussions can be cruel
And that ain't cool
Karma will avenge you

I've often seen the faces of despair
And been in situations people don't care
They take advantage of your every move
That ain't cool 'cause I'm no fool

They monopolize your time
Try to redesign your mind
The very time they use to find
You're in this love for sharin'

Love somebody
Give somebody
Teach somebody
Touch somebody

And when the good gets misunderstood
The repercussions can be cruel
And that ain't cool
Karma will avenge you

Love somebody
Give somebody
Teach somebody
Touch somebody

And when the good gets misunderstood
The repercussions can be cruel
And that ain't cool
Karma will avenge you

To me the world is stingy with love, everybody for self
And when you finally find love, then people hate you to death
A constant struggle between you and your mental muscles
Emotional paranoia with feelin' nobody loves ya

No one to reach to, gravity seen you
You the one in church that the preachers will preach to
And you're prayer just for confession, more blessings
Try to get protection from manic depression and keep steppin'

From meanin' less aggression, the supper comes with dressin'
Attached with life and karma and it's own lessons
And that's faith and love, peace and trust
And never participate with the evil in us

And life ain't fair when you feel wear and tear
Remember God don't put more into you than you can bear
And believe that to death
A long journey don't start 'till the first step
And that's life

Love somebody
Give somebody
Teach somebody
Touch somebody

And when the good gets misunderstood
The repercussions can be cruel
And that ain't cool
Karma will avenge you

Love somebody
Give somebody
Teach somebody
Touch somebody

And when the good gets misunderstood
The repercussions can be cruel
And that ain't cool
Karma will avenge you

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Talking Of Michelangelo - Lyrics - Bayside

Title: Talking Of Michelangelo
Artist: Bayside
Composer(s): Andrew Robert Elderbaum, James Robert Mitchell, Jack A O'Shea, Anthony S Raneri

Lyric:
The sidewalk's cracked and dirty face
Is looking up from underneath my feet
It's staring at the hallow broken boy
Who's lost and wandering these city streets
And every night I wander here alone
Tonight that we won't meet

I wonder when, when I'll finally understand
Why time can wash away love like it was made of sand
And it's wonderful, the pain that comes with regret
Sometimes you have to see the beauty in all of this loneliness

Streetlights flicker and they fade
Like every good intention that I've had
And every face that passes through my mind
And I'll be struggling with these same old dreams
Until the concrete turns to sand
And I'm swept up by the waves

I wonder when, when I'll finally understand
Why time can wash away love like it was made of sand
And it's wonderful, the pain that comes with regret
Sometimes you have to see the beauty in all of this loneliness

There's only so many chances that you get
To do something that's this important
Now I'd rather sink than swim
Sewer grates keep spitting up their steam
Exhaling all the broken dreams I've flushed away

And I wonder when, when I'll bow out
Wash me away like I was made of sand
And it's wonderful
It's wonderful

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Die Romantic - Lyrics - Aiden

Title: Die Romantic
Artist: Aiden
Composer(s): Jacob Samuel Davison, William Roy Francis, Angel Dejesus Ibarra, Jacob Sheldon Wambold, Nicholas A Wiggins

Lyric:
You can illustrate your life in romance
Well, I can show you something
So much more than the words in my hands
It's not your best intention now to burn your friends
This is your last night, this is your last chance in my hands

(Die romantic, romantic)
This is the nightmare we fall asleep
(Die romantic, romantic)
This is the nightmare we die complete
(Die romantic, romantic)
Tonight's the night and it's all we need now, to die romantic

I sat and watched your heartbeat fade with every breath
I watched your lips turn blue
Your eyes went cold and all, with all the rest
I felt the panic and tried to breathe, is this happening?
I've fucking had it, God save me please
'Cause I don't think she'll make it through the night

(Die romantic, romantic)
This is the nightmare we fall asleep
(Die romantic, romantic)
This is the nightmare we die complete
(Die romantic, romantic)
Tonight's the night and it's all we need now, to die romantic

(Die romantic, romantic)
This is the nightmare we fall asleep
(Die romantic, romantic)
This is the nightmare we die complete
(Die romantic, romantic)
Tonight's the night and it's all we need now, to die romantic

Your last words to me tonight's the night
Meant redemption was only found in books
Your last words to me tonight's the night
Meant redemption was harder than it looks
So take care of what you love
And all this stuff are remnants of a life in shattered glass
It's all I have to ask

I
(I)
Miss
(Miss)
You
(You)

I
(I)
Miss
(Miss)
You
(You)

You can illustrate your death in romance
I can show you something so much more than words in my hands
Felt the dead end price you paid for every day
This is your last night, suicide kept tight, you?re gone tonight

(Die romantic, romantic)
This is the nightmare we fall asleep
(Die romantic, romantic)
This is the nightmare we die complete
(Die romantic, romantic)
Tonight's the night and it's all we need now, to die romantic

(Die romantic, romantic)
This is the nightmare we fall asleep
(Die romantic, romantic)
This is the nightmare we die complete
(Die romantic, romantic)
Tonight's the night and it's all we need now, to die romantic

Die romantic, die romantic
Die romantic, die romantic
Die romantic, die romantic
Tonight

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Intro (Rhyme Pays) - Lyrics - Ice T

Title: Intro (Rhyme Pays)
Artist: Ice T
Composer(s): Ice T Tubular Bells, David Stars

Lyric:
A child was born in the East one day
Moved to the West coast after his parents passed away
Never understood his fascination with rhymes or beats
In poetry he was considered elite

Became a young gangster in the streets of L.A.
Lost connections with his true roots far away
But no matter the job or crime
He never lost his hardcore obsession to rhyme

New York's hip hop movement broke loose
DJ's cut records, raps had the juice
Since busting rhymes was his natural thing
He was crowned the west coast MC king

But after his inauguration there was a rush
Of wack rappers with one intention to crush
This master rapper and take his throne
A simple job, he had no crew, he stood all alone

Assassins came in groups of one through five
With raps no mortal MC could survive
But he showed no mercy, he rapped blood thirsty
Battling from Friday on through to Thursday

Never losin', about never ending in doubt
Every confrontation K.O. knock out
On his never ending journey to the T.O.P.
The L.A. player M.C. Ice-T

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Intro - Lyrics - A.C.T.

Title: Intro
Artist: A.C.T.
Composer(s): Ice T Tubular Bells, David Stars

Lyric:
A child was born in the East one day
Moved to the West coast after his parents passed away
Never understood his fascination with rhymes or beats
In poetry he was considered elite

Became a young gangster in the streets of L.A.
Lost connections with his true roots far away
But no matter the job or crime
He never lost his hardcore obsession to rhyme

New York's hip hop movement broke loose
DJ's cut records, raps had the juice
Since busting rhymes was his natural thing
He was crowned the west coast MC king

But after his inauguration there was a rush
Of wack rappers with one intention to crush
This master rapper and take his throne
A simple job, he had no crew, he stood all alone

Assassins came in groups of one through five
With raps no mortal MC could survive
But he showed no mercy, he rapped blood thirsty
Battling from Friday on through to Thursday

Never losin', about never ending in doubt
Every confrontation K.O. knock out
On his never ending journey to the T.O.P.
The L.A. player M.C. Ice-T

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Intro - Lyrics - Power - Ice T

Title: Intro
Album: Power
Artist: Ice T
Composer(s): Ice T Tubular Bells, David Stars

Lyric:
A child was born in the East one day
Moved to the West coast after his parents passed away
Never understood his fascination with rhymes or beats
In poetry he was considered elite

Became a young gangster in the streets of L.A.
Lost connections with his true roots far away
But no matter the job or crime
He never lost his hardcore obsession to rhyme

New York's hip hop movement broke loose
DJ's cut records, raps had the juice
Since busting rhymes was his natural thing
He was crowned the west coast MC king

But after his inauguration there was a rush
Of wack rappers with one intention to crush
This master rapper and take his throne
A simple job, he had no crew, he stood all alone

Assassins came in groups of one through five
With raps no mortal MC could survive
But he showed no mercy, he rapped blood thirsty
Battling from Friday on through to Thursday

Never losin', about never ending in doubt
Every confrontation K.O. knock out
On his never ending journey to the T.O.P.
The L.A. player M.C. Ice-T

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Ring Ring (Is That You On The Phone?) - Lyrics - Mika

Title: Ring Ring (Is That You On The Phone?)
Artist: Mika
Composer(s): Jodi Marr, Michael Penniman

Lyric:
I was sittin' on the fence
And I thought that I would kiss you
I never thought I would have missed you
But you never let me fall

Push my back against the wall
Every time you call, you get so emotional
I'm freaking out

Ring ring, is that you on the phone?
You think you're clever
But you never saying nothing at all

Hey hey, the way you spin me around
You make me dizzy
When you play me like a kid with a crown

You got a dangerous obsession
Now I'm in need of some protection
That was never my intention
Used to love me, now you hate me

Say I drove you crazy
Well, if I did, you made me
Won't somebody save me from you now?

Ring ring, is that you on the phone?
You think you're clever
But you never saying nothing at all

Hey hey, the way you spin me around
You make me dizzy
When you play me like a kid with a crown

Each word I wanted
Until you blasted
Why won't you leave me alone?
Hang up the phone, just let me go

Ring ring, is that you on the phone?
You think you're clever
But you never saying nothing at all

Hey hey, the way you spin me around
You make me dizzy
When you play me like a kid with a crown

Ring ring, is that you on the phone?
You think you're clever
But you never saying nothing at all

Hey hey, the way you spin me around
You make me dizzy
When you play me like a kid with a crown

Ring ring
Ring ring
Ring ring

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