Angel - Lyrics - And Then There Was X - Dmx

Title: Angel
Album: And Then There Was X
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): Earl Simmons, Taiwan Green, Irving Gotti

Lyric:
What good is it for a man to, gain the world
Yet lose his own soul, in the process?
God loves you, yes, He does
Said you're alright with Him, I wonder

I know you never seen Him but don't fight with Him
You're gonna make it through the night to the light with Him
You're alright with Him, said you're alright with Him

I know you never seen Him but don't fight with Him
You're gonna make it through the night to the light with Him
You're alright with Him, said you're alright with Him

I'm callin' out to You Lord, because I need Your help
See, once again I'm havin' difficulty savin' myself
Behavin' myself, You told me what to do and I do it
But every and now and then gets a little harder to go through it

Losin' friends, day by day
I'm in so much pain when I'm here, Lord, please, take me away
I put you here to do a job and your work ain't done
To live is to suffer but you're still my son

And there will be a time when you shine as bright as the stars
But there won't be a his or hers, just ours
Then you'll see what I've been tryin' to show you all these years
Do the right thing 'cause after the tears, come the cheers

I will, my Lord, with my heart and my soul
That's gonna be how I roll, from now until I'm old
Lead and I'll follow, You take away the sorrow
I'ma sleep on what You said and holla back tomorrow

I know you never seen Him but don't fight with Him
You're gonna make it through the night to the light with Him
You're alright with Him, said you're alright with Him

I know you never seen Him but don't fight with Him
You're gonna make it through the night to the light with Him
You're alright with Him, said you're alright with Him

I want You to know, Lord that for what You've given me I'm thankful
Sincerely, from the bottom of my heart, I'm grateful
You gave us power in our words, so I think before I speak
And that way when I speak, they know I'm here to teach

Can't tell em nothin' wrong, 'cause I love 'em too much
I reach a lot of people and Lord, I'm lovin' the touch
But deep inside, I've got somethin' that's workin' against
Everything I know is right, what I know makes sense

That's when you must fight harder than you've ever fought before
'Cause what you've got goin' on inside you is a war
Between good and evil, be careful of those who wanna be you
They smile but are not really happy when they see you

Be careful of the ones that always wanna get you high
'Cause when the time comes that one'll let you die
Listen to me, I'm here but I can only help you
If you want me to help, what do you want for yourself?

I know you never seen Him but don't fight with Him
You're gonna make it through the night to the light with Him
You're alright with Him, said you're alright with Him

I know you never seen Him but don't fight with Him
You're gonna make it through the night to the light with Him
You're alright with Him, said you're alright with Him

My Lord, my savior, don't judge my behavior
But instead, take what's in my heart and put it in my head
See, I guess I really never knew, how proud I made You
My life is Yours, my soul I gave You

I don't know if I'll do good enough
(He's by your side)
And we both know the hood is rough
(Right by your side)

Sometimes I don't know what to do
(X, dry your eyes)
But I know what I gotta do
(It'll be alright)

You keep givin' me the word and I'll put it to song
Talk to me, I'll talk to them and we can't go wrong
This is the start of somethin' strong and this is just the start of it
Praises to You my Lord, for lettin' me be a part of it

I was that kid that, been there, did that
Became ashamed so I hid that but ain't no longer with that
Use me as an example, if I can do it then they can too
With the Lord behind us, there ain't nothin' that we can't do

I know you never seen Him but don't fight with Him
You're gonna make it through the night to the light with Him
You're alright with Him, said you're alright with Him

I know you never seen Him but don't fight with Him
You're gonna make it through the night to the light with Him
You're alright with Him, said you're alright with Him

He's by your side, right by your side
X, dry your eyes 'cause it'll be alright
Yeah, He's by your side, right by your side
X, dry your eyes 'cause it's gonna be alright
Yeah, yeah, yes, it is

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Fall In Love With Him - Lyrics - Harry Chapin

Title: Fall In Love With Him
Artist: Harry Chapin
Composer(s): Harry F. Chapin

Lyric:
It's just no good
(Fall in love with him)
You know that you should
(Fall in love)
I wish that you would
(Fall in love with him)
If only you could
(Fall in love with him)

More than my friend he has been my brother
He said to me he's dreamed, you'd be his wife
When I think of you, it's as just another lover
It's a simple choice of how you see your life

A singer's just another traveling salesman
Another night, another town to sell my wares
And the times that you'd be riding the excitement
Won't make up for times when no one would be there

He's an open book, why don't you read him?
He's already hooked, why don't you lead him?
Take a look, you just might need him someday in some way
(Some way)

And I'm the medicine man, I've started to mumble
A tight-rope walker, I've started to stumble
Humpty Dumpty's already tumbled down, haven't you found?

It's just no good
(Fall in love with him)
You know that you should
(Fall in love)
I wish that you would
(Fall in love with him)
If only you could
(Fall in love with him)

You know I've never thought I'd ever hear me saying this
Turning down a chance for touching something fine
But I'd rather have you happy and completely his
Then have you waiting for me when I find the time

He's an open book, why don't you read him?
He's already hooked, why don't you lead him?
Take a look, you just might need him someday in some way
(Some way)

And I'm the medicine man, I've started to mumble
A tight-rope walker, I've started to stumble
Humpty Dumpty's already tumbled down, haven't you found?

It's just no good
(Fall in love with him)
You know that you should
(Fall in love)
I wish that you would
(Fall in love with him)
If only you could
(Fall in love with him)

(Fall in love with him)
You know that you could
(Fall in love with him)
I wish that you would
(Fall in love with him)
If only you could

(Fall in love with him)
It does no good
(Fall in love with him)
You know that you should
(Fall in love with him)

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Hear The Song - Lyrics - Philadelphia Freeway - Freeway

Title: Hear The Song
Album: Philadelphia Freeway
Artist: Freeway
Composer(s): Nile Rodgers, Kayne West, Leslie Pridgen, Bernard Edwards

Lyric:
State Property Music
Uh, holla, uh, yeah

When you hear the song
(Feel me)
Will you cry?
(Uh, it's all real, baby)
'Cause you know you wrong
(You know you wrong)
Will you cry? Will you cry?
(Holla)

Yo, say hello
(Sup)
To Mr. Ain't gon' be shit
Get a job, get your kids somethin' for Easter
Knowin' I just came home ain't got nothin' to eat with

Bitch, outta line
Hoe been drove me outta my mind
She like, I shoulda knew before I lay down and slept with him
(Slept with him)
Now she wish that she could sleep with him
(Sleep with him)

Take a stroll with him
Wanna creep with him
(With him)
Roll with him
(With him)
And turn to a freak on him

Ain't have no patience with him when the ceilin' leaked on him
Creped on him but I'm a boss, baby, you crossed the line
No orders go rock to hit all your girls
From the bed to the tub, bathtub to the ceilin'
Killin' the world, holla

When you hear the song
Will you cry?
(Make you won't cry, don't it)
'Cause you know you wrong
(It's all good, baby, don't even worry about it)
Will you cry?

When you hear the song
(Life goes on ya know)
Will you cry?
(But I got some others issues, the address, but it ain't about you)
'Cause you know you wrong
(Uhhh)
Will you cry?

I ain't big but scrap you dead wrong
Y'all coulda scrapped it out
He was never known for shootin' the toola packin' the chrome
He was known for shootin' the hoops up

Little hustle nigga grind
(Grind)
To get his jeans and boots up
At the summer league, game D, game rough
And the summer heat had y'all niggas feelin' like y'all so damn tough

Wrong words, couple of shoves, park full of hoes
Had his hands all in your mug
How could you roll with pride in your way?
You drove with your .38 to the place where he stay

Said, say hi to the pearly gates and scrolls
Now I pop beers, reminisce with your bro
You can't make it to the show
And niggas make it to the jail, shed a tear

When you hear the song
Will you cry?
(It's fucked up, man)
'Cause you know you wrong
(How you go out then you locked up)
Will you cry?
(How you run around a lie)

When you hear the song
(Can you dig?)
Will you cry?
'Cause you know you're wrong
(But I got one more person to address)
Will you cry?
(I ain't forget about you ol' girl, I remember)

Oh, look
Who could it be, Ms. Lee
You know this nigga ain't kiddin'
Think harder, Freeway L.Pridgen

Shit you used to tell me, make me wanna work harder
At gettin' crack spots, sent me to prison
Said I'm never gonna be a thang
So I listened and skipped school

Had them thing distributed
Fuck class, on the block all day
My science was choppin', baggin', dividin', addin', the math
How my teacher gonna tell me I'm dumb
Had me feelin' like a sore thumb

Clown of the class
(Uh)
I got graded, most hated with guns
But now I made it to the life, couldn't make it to the class
If this nigga chew your ear, that's an, oh, for you to hear
Kiss my ass

When you hear the song
Will you cry?
'Cause you know you're wrong
(You know you wrong)
Will you cry?

When you hear the song
(Feel me)
Will you cry?
'Cause you know you wrong
Will you cry?

This is dedicated to all, all the motherfucker out there
You, you, and you motherfucker who did something wrong
All y'all niggas out there what else y'all gon' do something
(The ignorants)
Or there is something wrong right now
You know you wrong
(Don't you cry)

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Thinkin' Bout It - Lyrics - Gerald Levert

Title: Thinkin' Bout It
Artist: Gerald Levert
Composer(s): Antoinette Roberson, Gerald Levert, Darrell Allamby, Lincoln C. Browder

Lyric:
Girl, I've been waitin' on this day
Better thought you never hear me say
You been creeping around, all over town
Been laying it down, been messin' around
What goes around, always comes around
Baby girl, I thought we was down

Girl, I hope you change your freaky ways
'Cause I really wanna stay
Tell me is he the best since I been there
That I should share your underwear
Do you really think he cares

All this time I been sleeping with you
You been sleeping with me
You been stroking him and loving him
And kissing him and hugging him

Oh, why you been creeping with him
He's been sexing your friends
And I got you thinking about it
Thinking about it, thinking about it
Thinking about it

Girl, I think that I should let you know
That I'm gonna have to up and go
If you keep giving it up and cutting up
And acting fast, giving up the ass
I love you but I had enough
Do it again, it's gonna be your last

I can forgive but won't forget
The things you did, you'll soon regret
Ever dissin' me 'cause this could be the end of we
Can't you see, girl, you're hurting me

All this time I been sleeping with you
You been sleeping with me
You been stroking him and loving him
And kissing him and hugging him

Oh, why you been creeping with him
He's been sexing your friends
And I got you thinking about it
Thinking about it, thinking about it
Thinking about it

All this time I been sleeping with you
You been sleeping with me
You been stroking him and loving him
And kissing him and hugging him

Why you been creeping with him
He's been sexing your friends
Got you thinking about it
Thinking about it, thinking about it
Thinking about it

For the life of me, I just can't conceive
Why I just can't leave you
Why you do this to me, baby
I feel like a fool but what can I do
Your love's got me weak, baby

Why must I endure your constant greed
Your endless need to be so damn freaky
Now I understand 'cause it wasn't me
Yes, play back's a mother baby

Oh, why tell me why, why are you so freaky
Tell me why are you so freaky

All this time I been sleeping with you
You been sleeping with me
You been stroking him and loving him
And kissing him and hugging him

Why you been creeping with him
He's been sexing your friends
Got you thinking about it
Thinking about it, thinking about it
Thinking about it

Thinking about it, thinking about it, 'bout it baby
Thinking about it, thinking about it, 'bout it baby
Thinking about it, thinking about it, 'bout it baby
Thinking about it, thinking about it
Thinking about it, thinking about it
...

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Old Skool - Lyrics - Dizzee Rascal

Title: Old Skool
Artist: Dizzee Rascal
Composer(s): Nicola Bayers, James Brown, Dylan Kwabena Mills

Lyric:
Rudeboy, don't watch that
'Cause if it's arms house, I'll rock that
And if it's on top, you know I got that
Come through with a big baseball bat

Like blood, don't make me get old skool
Blood, don't make me get old skool
Blood, don't make me get old skool
Blood, don't make me get old skool

Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He's a pussy'ole, he's a chief, leave him
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He ain't got your back, if it's beef leave him

Why you rollin' with that pussy'ole?
Movin' with that pussy'ole?
You know that he's a pussy'ole
I showed you he's a pussy'ole

He's always been a pussy'ole
So he'll always be a pussy'ole
But you're still with that pussy'ole
You must be a pussy'ole

That's that bredder always frontin' like he's strong
Sneaky fake fuck always runnin' to his brother when it's on
Hardly backs the beef, last one swingin'
First one runnin', makin' up stories, he's a chief

Bringin' bredders to the ends, actin' up
Puttin' on a show, tryin' talk funny to his friends
But he's really not a don, they know it
And you know it, so something must be seriously wrong

'Cause you're parrin', his mum calls you darlin'
But his brother has got you shottin' with no way of stoppin'
I heard you both had beef with an older brer
You took a spark and he just stood there

Now that boy's a pussy'ole, say it ain't true
It started because of him and ended with you
And that's the kind of shit that's gonna continue
But I guess it don't matter if that's what you're into

Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He's a pussy'ole, he's a chief, leave him
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He ain't got your back, if it's beef leave him

Why you rollin' with that pussy'ole?
Movin' with that pussy'ole?
You know that he's a pussy'ole
I showed you he's a pussy'ole

He's always been a pussy'ole
So he'll always be a pussy'ole
But you're still with that pussy'ole
You must be a pussy'ole

The sun the biggest star in the sky
But naturally it's gotta make room for the moon every night
Everything's got its time limit, even relationships
Everything's sunny when the friendship's tight

A friend in need is a friend indeed
But a friend with no money and no weed
Can flip the script at a ridiculous speed
And make a best friend an ex-friend for the P

A couple of years ago in my road youth days
I was into pirate radio, I guess it was a phase
There was this one particular MC man
Was a older in my ends and I thought he was the don

So I started rollin' with him kind of like a little brother
My cousin used to say he was a pussy undercover
I didn't think that it was nothin' more than jealousy
But I wish I would've listened every time he told me

Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He's a pussy'ole, he's a chief, leave him
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He ain't got your back, if it's beef leave him

Why you rollin' with that pussy'ole?
Movin' with that pussy'ole?
You know that he's a pussy'ole
I showed you he's a pussy'ole

He's always been a pussy'ole
So he'll always be a pussy'ole
But you're still with that pussy'ole
You must be a pussy'ole

Pussy'ole, pussy'ole
Pussy'ole, pussy'ole

Stay away from them pussy'oles, you can have it all
Live endlessly, tremendous, forever ball
Stand up for something or for anything you'll fall
But differently, know when not to lose your cool

'Cause it ain't what you show, it's what you're concealin'
Put a smile on the deepest negative feelin'

Stand tall even when they're hatin' and they're schemin'
Then watch your money rise right to the ceilin'
Stand tall even when they're hatin' and they're schemin'
Then watch your money rise right to the ceilin'

Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He's a pussy'ole, he's a chief, leave him
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He ain't got your back, if it's beef leave him

Why you rollin' with that pussy'ole?
Movin' with that pussy'ole?
You know that he's a pussy'ole
I showed you he's a pussy'ole

He's always been a pussy'ole
So he'll always be a pussy'ole
But you're still with that pussy'ole
You must be a pussy'ole

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Pussyole (Old Skool) - Lyrics - Maths & English - Dizzee Rascal

Title: Pussyole (Old Skool)
Album: Maths & English
Artist: Dizzee Rascal
Composer(s): Nicola Bayers, James Brown, Dylan Kwabena Mills

Lyric:
Rudeboy, don't watch that
'Cause if it's arms house, I'll rock that
And if it's on top, you know I got that
Come through with a big baseball bat

Like blood, don't make me get old skool
Blood, don't make me get old skool
Blood, don't make me get old skool
Blood, don't make me get old skool

Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He's a pussy'ole, he's a chief, leave him
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He ain't got your back, if it's beef leave him

Why you rollin' with that pussy'ole?
Movin' with that pussy'ole?
You know that he's a pussy'ole
I showed you he's a pussy'ole

He's always been a pussy'ole
So he'll always be a pussy'ole
But you're still with that pussy'ole
You must be a pussy'ole

That's that bredder always frontin' like he's strong
Sneaky fake fuck always runnin' to his brother when it's on
Hardly backs the beef, last one swingin'
First one runnin', makin' up stories, he's a chief

Bringin' bredders to the ends, actin' up
Puttin' on a show, tryin' talk funny to his friends
But he's really not a don, they know it
And you know it, so something must be seriously wrong

'Cause you're parrin', his mum calls you darlin'
But his brother has got you shottin' with no way of stoppin'
I heard you both had beef with an older brer
You took a spark and he just stood there

Now that boy's a pussy'ole, say it ain't true
It started because of him and ended with you
And that's the kind of shit that's gonna continue
But I guess it don't matter if that's what you're into

Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He's a pussy'ole, he's a chief, leave him
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He ain't got your back, if it's beef leave him

Why you rollin' with that pussy'ole?
Movin' with that pussy'ole?
You know that he's a pussy'ole
I showed you he's a pussy'ole

He's always been a pussy'ole
So he'll always be a pussy'ole
But you're still with that pussy'ole
You must be a pussy'ole

The sun the biggest star in the sky
But naturally it's gotta make room for the moon every night
Everything's got its time limit, even relationships
Everything's sunny when the friendship's tight

A friend in need is a friend indeed
But a friend with no money and no weed
Can flip the script at a ridiculous speed
And make a best friend an ex-friend for the P

A couple of years ago in my road youth days
I was into pirate radio, I guess it was a phase
There was this one particular MC man
Was a older in my ends and I thought he was the don

So I started rollin' with him kind of like a little brother
My cousin used to say he was a pussy undercover
I didn't think that it was nothin' more than jealousy
But I wish I would've listened every time he told me

Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He's a pussy'ole, he's a chief, leave him
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He ain't got your back, if it's beef leave him

Why you rollin' with that pussy'ole?
Movin' with that pussy'ole?
You know that he's a pussy'ole
I showed you he's a pussy'ole

He's always been a pussy'ole
So he'll always be a pussy'ole
But you're still with that pussy'ole
You must be a pussy'ole

Pussy'ole, pussy'ole
Pussy'ole, pussy'ole

Stay away from them pussy'oles, you can have it all
Live endlessly, tremendous, forever ball
Stand up for something or for anything you'll fall
But differently, know when not to lose your cool

'Cause it ain't what you show, it's what you're concealin'
Put a smile on the deepest negative feelin'

Stand tall even when they're hatin' and they're schemin'
Then watch your money rise right to the ceilin'
Stand tall even when they're hatin' and they're schemin'
Then watch your money rise right to the ceilin'

Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He's a pussy'ole, he's a chief, leave him
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He ain't got your back, if it's beef leave him

Why you rollin' with that pussy'ole?
Movin' with that pussy'ole?
You know that he's a pussy'ole
I showed you he's a pussy'ole

He's always been a pussy'ole
So he'll always be a pussy'ole
But you're still with that pussy'ole
You must be a pussy'ole

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Come On - Lyrics - B2K - B2k

Title: Come On
Album: B2K
Artist: B2k
Composer(s): Jerome Jones, Kelton Kessee, Tony Oliver, Marques Houston

Lyric:
B2K Omarion, Lil Fizz, Raz B, J Boog
Come on, come on
Leave em alone
Omarion, first verse

Peek-a-boo, little fine lady I see you
Little man knows what he wanna do
After school, you know that it's okay
Truth or dare, I won't play
Baby if you're scared
Sweetheart let him go so that I will know

Come on, I know what you want
No need to front
Come on, leave him for me
What a pretty little thing like you
Gonna do with a fool like him
When you could be with me?
Come on, wait a minute

Come on, I know what you want
No need to front
Come on, leave him for me
What a pretty little thing like you
Gonna do with a fool like him
When you could be with me?
Come on, wait a minute

Hide and seek if I come catch you
Would you be with me baby
Can you feel my flow
If not, you can go baby, that's fa sho
I'll satisfy
If you give me the time and recognize
Sweetheart let him go, so that I will know

Come on, I know what you want
No need to front
Come on, leave him for me
What a pretty little thing like you
Gonna do with a fool like him
When you could be with me?
Come on, wait a minute

Come on, I know what you want
No need to front
Come on, leave him for me
What a pretty little thing like you
Gonna do with a fool like him
When you could be with me?
Come on, wait a minute

Come on, I know what you want
No need to front
Come on, leave him for me
What a pretty little thing like you
Gonna do with a fool like him
When you could be with me?
Come on, wait a minute

Omarion, J Boog, Raz B, Lil Fizz
You feel me
B2K on the track, baby
Blowin' up
Here we come
Year 2000
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, dance, dance, dance

Get him out your life
Baby don't be a fool
Five minutes with me
No other guy will take my place
Don't be dumb
He's playin' in your face
Get with me, baby

Don't leave me
No need to front I know what you want baby
What a pretty little thing like you
Gonna do with a fool like him
When you could be with me?
Come on, wait a minute

Ooh I'm alone
Leave him for me
What a pretty little thing like you
Gonna do with a fool like him
Leave him for me
Girl I want you, girl
Come on, wait a minute

What a pretty little thing like you
Gonna do with a fool like him
When you could be with me?
Come on, wait a minute

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Is She Really Going Out With Him? - Lyrics - Joe Jackson

Title: Is She Really Going Out With Him?
Artist: Joe Jackson
Composer(s): David Ian Jackson

Lyric:
Pretty women out walking with gorillas down my street
From my window I'm staring while my coffee goes cold

Look over there
(Where?)
There, there's a lady that I used to know
She's married now or engaged or something so I'm told

Is she really going out with him?
Is she really gonna take him home tonight?
Is she really going out with him?
Because if my eyes don't deceive me
There's something going wrong around here

Tonight's the night when I go to all the parties down my street
I wash my hair and I kid myself, I look real smooth

Look over there
(Where?)
There, here comes Jeanie with her new boyfriend
They say that looks don't count for much
And so there goes your proof

Is she really going out with him?
Is she really gonna take him home tonight?
Is she really going out with him?
Because if my eyes don't deceive me
There's something going wrong around here
Around here

But if looks could kill
There's a man there who is marked down as dead
'Cause I've had my fill

Listen you, take your hands from her head
I get so mean around the scene
Hey, hey, hey

Is she really going out with him?
Is she really gonna take him home tonight?
Is she really going out with him?
Because if my eyes don't deceive me
There's something going wrong around here
Around here

Something going wrong around here
Something going wrong around here
Something going wrong around here
Something going wrong around

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Is She Really Going Out With Him? - Lyrics - Darrin's Coconut Ass (Live) - Goldfinger

Title: Is She Really Going Out With Him?
Album: Darrin's Coconut Ass (Live)
Artist: Goldfinger
Composer(s): David Ian Jackson

Lyric:
Pretty women out walking with gorillas down my street
From my window I'm staring while my coffee grows cold
Look over there
(Where?)
There, there's a lady that I used to know
She's married now or engaged, or something so I am told

Is she really going out with him?
Is she really gonna take him home tonight?
Is she really going out with him?
Cause if my eyes don't deceive me
There is something going wrong around here
Around here

Tonights the night where I go to all the parties down my street
I wash my hair and I kid myself I look real smooth
Look over there
(Where?)
Here comes Amy with her new boyfriend
They say that looks don't count for much and so there goes your proof

Is she really going out with him?
Is she really gonna take him home tonight?
Is she really going out with him?
Cause if my eyes don't deceive me
There is something going wrong around here
Around here

But if looks could kill
There's a man there who's more down as dead
Cause I've had my fill
Listen you, take your hands from her head
I get so mean around the scene

Is she really going out with him?
Is she really gonna take him home tonight?
Is she really going out with him?
Cause if my eyes don't deceive me
There is something going wrong around here
Around here

Something going wrong around here
Something going wrong around here
Something going wrong around

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Let Him Go - Lyrics - Special Occasion - Bobby Valentino

Title: Let Him Go
Album: Special Occasion
Artist: Bobby Valentino
Composer(s): Ryan Toby, Bobby Marcel Wilson, John David Jackson, Vidal Davis, Andre Harris

Lyric:
You don't need to prolong, you can let him know
You ain't gotta hold on, you can let him go
I know you probably need a soldier yo
You can tell him that Bobby V told you so

You don't need to prolong, you can let him know
You ain't gotta hold on, you can let him go
If you know so, get with a soldier yo
And you can tell him that Loso told you so

I see the temperature?s rising, yeah
It's too hot for you to stay in there
What he's puttin? you through
It doesn't fit you and it's hurtin? me deeply

You?re from the best side of town
Grew up with both parents around
But your man don?t know love
So he can't show love, I, you need it

In the beginning everything was fine
Spending money on you all the time
It?s never too late, I'll help you escape and fly

Baby, just let him go
There's no tears left to cry, don't cry no more
Baby, just let him go, baby, let go, and baby, let go

Baby, just him go
Ain't nothin? wrong with moving on to get what you want
Baby, just let him go, baby, let go and baby, let go
Baby, just let him go

You?re feeling all alone and scared
?Cuz you let him get in your head
He's filling your mind with all those lies
Like without him you?re nothin?

Baby, don?t believe a word
He's gonna get what he deserves
But in the meantime just hop in my ride
I'll show you what love is

Baby, don?t pack nothing
Leave the memories and all that pain
It?s never too late, baby, escape tonight

Baby, just let him go
There's no tears left to cry, don't cry no more
Baby, just let him go, baby, let go, and baby, let go

Baby, just him go
Ain't nothin? wrong with moving on to get what you want
Baby, just let him go, baby, let go and baby, let go
Baby, just let him go

They say when you had enough of ?em you let him go
Baby, I ain?t into cuffin? 'em, I let ?em know
Sometimes you gotta shuffle ?em and spread ?em slow
And just when you think you bluffin? ?em, you let ?em show

I keep the poker face, ain?t nothin? funny son
Soon as the joker chase that's when the money run
Like 21, I'm a winner who can
Make you fold that, get a new hand

New man and a new deck of cards
You wanna play with squares, buy a new checkerboard
Dude check a broad if she too extra, God
I throw ?em out, no problem to take ?em broads

Let ?em go, I can be with two naked broads
In a mansion have them two neckin? hard
So baby, lose your grip, you could use a trip away
Anyway, Fabolous vaycay

I know you don?t need no help
But you could do better by yourself
You're headed down a dead end road
Don?t let him kill your soul

My love is here for you
Even if you ain?t with me, it?s cool
Just promise you'll run away
What I?m tryna to say

Baby, just let him go
There's no tears left to cry, don't cry no more
Baby, just let him go, baby, let go, and baby, let go

Baby, just him go
Ain't nothin? wrong with moving on to get what you want
Baby, just let him go, baby, let go and baby, let go
Baby, just let him go

All you gotta do is just let him go
All you gotta do is just let him go
All you gotta do is just let him go
All you gotta do is just let him go

All you gotta do is just let him go
All you gotta do is just let him go
All you gotta do is just let him go
All you gotta do is just let him go

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Stay With Him (Intro) - Lyrics - Gemini - Brian Mcknight

Title: Stay With Him (Intro)
Album: Gemini
Artist: Brian Mcknight
Composer(s): Brian Mcknight

Lyric:
When we started down this crooked path
It was a point in time, wasn't meant to be
I told you not, not to fall in love with me

I hate, I hate to leave you
Out, out there on that limb
I think you might
You might as well, stay with him, Lord

Ooh they say the grass, the grass is greener over yonder on the other side
I never told you that I loved you and if I did, baby I lied
You wanna tell that it's over
Well I think you might wanna think again

Maybe you might, might as well stay with him
'Cause you don't know, you don't know
How much he loves you, needs you so

You don't really wanna be, really be with me
'Cause I'd leave you all alone
I hate, I hate to leave you out, out there on that limb
I think you might, might as well stay with him, stay with him
I think you might, might as well stay with him
Stay with him, stay with him

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Dip It Low (Full Phat "Shawnna" Remix) - Lyrics - Christina Milian

Title: Dip It Low (Full Phat "Shawnna" Remix)
Artist: Christina Milian
Composer(s): Larry Crook, Dan Dickey, Tedra Moses, Paul Poli, Thomas Turino

Lyric:
Pop, pop, pop that thing
Pop, pop, pop that thing
Pop, pop, pop that thing

Says he wants you, he says he needs you
It's real talk then why not
Make him wait for you?
If he really wants you, if he really needs you
Really got to have you

Take your time, feel him out
When he's a good boy
Been a really good boy
Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him good?

Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, let your back go
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "Ohh"

Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, let your back go
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "Ohh"

Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, let your back go
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "Ohh"

Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, let your back go
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "Ohh"

You're getting bold, he's growing cold
It's just the symptoms of young love
Growing old, you think it's time
And you're thinking of leaving, but give it time

It's late at night, he's coming home
Meet him at the door with nothing on
Take him by the hand, let him know it's on
If you understand me, y'all can move

Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, let your back go
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "Ohh"

Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, let your back go
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "Ohh"

Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, let your back go
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "Ohh"

Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, let your back go
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "Ohh"

Pop, pop, pop that thing
Pop, pop, pop that thing
Pop, pop, pop that thing

Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him?
Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him?

Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him?
Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him?

Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him?
Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him?

Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him?
Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him?

When you give it to him?
When you give it to him?
When you give it to him?
...

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Dip It Low (Remix) - Lyrics - Christina Milian

Title: Dip It Low (Remix)
Artist: Christina Milian
Composer(s): Larry Crook, Dan Dickey, Tedra Moses, Paul Poli, Thomas Turino

Lyric:
Pop, pop, pop that thing
Pop, pop, pop that thing
Pop, pop, pop that thing

Says he wants you, he says he needs you
It's real talk then why not
Make him wait for you?
If he really wants you, if he really needs you
Really got to have you

Take your time, feel him out
When he's a good boy
Been a really good boy
Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him good?

Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, let your back go
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "Ohh"

Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, let your back go
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "Ohh"

Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, let your back go
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "Ohh"

Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, let your back go
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "Ohh"

You're getting bold, he's growing cold
It's just the symptoms of young love
Growing old, you think it's time
And you're thinking of leaving, but give it time

It's late at night, he's coming home
Meet him at the door with nothing on
Take him by the hand, let him know it's on
If you understand me, y'all can move

Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, let your back go
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "Ohh"

Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, let your back go
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "Ohh"

Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, let your back go
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "Ohh"

Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, let your back go
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "Ohh"

Pop, pop, pop that thing
Pop, pop, pop that thing
Pop, pop, pop that thing

Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him?
Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him?

Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him?
Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him?

Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him?
Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him?

Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him?
Why not let him lay with you
When you give it to him?

When you give it to him?
When you give it to him?
When you give it to him?
...

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Fingerpointing - Lyrics - Mars / Venus - Koffee Brown

Title: Fingerpointing
Album: Mars / Venus
Artist: Koffee Brown
Composer(s): Balewa Muhammad, Rob Fusari, Falonte Moore, Clifton Lighty

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Lyric:
I don't know what you goin' through lately
But you stressin' it and its drivin' me crazy
You won't even make love to me lately
Somebody told you they was havin' my baby

I heard it all I was gettin' my nails done
She was braggin' how your record when platinum
You were crushin' on a leather couch
You were out there trickin' with that chick all up in my house

Did you sleep with her?
Did you sleep with him?
He works at my job
She was just a friend
Saw you at the club
Well I saw you too
Fingerpointing me
Fingerpointing you

She knew it all even talked about your tattoo
Tell me how you gonna say it wasn't 'bout you
Saying how you like to suck on toes
She knew all the things that you know that only I should know

You played the role I was workin' in the studio
Gettin' paid while you gave up the botty yo
Another brotha is gettin' all my time
You was out there trickin' when I thought that shit was all mine

Did you sleep with her?
Did you sleep with him?
He works at my job
She was just a friend
Saw you at the club
Well I saw you too
Fingerpointing me
Fingerpointing you

Did you sleep with her?
Did you sleep with him?
He works at my job
She was just a friend
Saw you at the club
Well I saw you too
Fingerpointing me
Fingerpointing you

Your through with me
I'm through with you
You lied to me
Never lied to you
Stop blamin' me
I'm blamin' you
Stop gamin' me
Who's gamin' who
So you say your through with me
I'm through with you
You lied to me
Never lied to you
Better ask yourself if it really don't matter, baby why keep goin' on?

Did you sleep with her?
Did you sleep with him?
He works at my job
She was just a friend
Saw you at the club
Well I saw you too
Fingerpointing me
Fingerpointing you

Did you sleep with her?
Did you sleep with him?
He works at my job
She was just a friend
Saw you at the club
Well I saw you too
Fingerpointing me
Fingerpointing you

Can't work with you lying and creepin' babe
I can't deal with your cheatin' and leavin' babe
I can't be a fool for your lovin' babe
Save the drama, I'm about to bounce babe
Can't work with you lying and creepin' babe
I can't deal with your cheatin' and leavin' babe
I can't be a fool for your lovin' babe
Save the drama, I'm about to bounce babe

Did you sleep with her?
Did you sleep with him?
He works at my job
She was just a friend
Saw you at the club
Well I saw you too
Fingerpointing me
Fingerpointing you

Did you sleep with her?
Did you sleep with him?
He works at my job
She was just a friend
Saw you at the club
Well I saw you too

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With Him - Lyrics - Face2Face - Babyface

Title: With Him
Album: Face2Face
Artist: Babyface
Composer(s): Kenneth B Edmonds, Jason Edmonds

Lyric:
So you never meant to hurt nobody
Well, I think you're full of it, yes
'Cause if you really, really
Didn't wanna hurt nobody
You wouldn't have slept with my best friend, baby

And I bring insult to my injury
You weren't a bit discrete
And while the world stood witness
To my embarrassment
You put a knife inside of me

How could you fall in love with him?
How could you give your heart to him?
Thought we'd grow old as lovers together 'til the end
How could you fall, fall in love with him?

And I know we've had our ups and downs
And that I do admit, yes
But sometimes lovers go astray
But you've made it permanent
Oh, I can't be that understanding, no

My heart's just not that big
No it ain't, no it ain't
And I can take the pain
Of infidelity
But I can't take you with him

How could you fall in love with him?
How could you give your heart to him?
Thought we'd grow old as lovers together 'til the end
How could you fall, fall in love with him?

Thought we'd grow old as lovers together 'til the end
How could you fall, fall in love with him?

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5 Million Ways To Kill A C.E.O. - Lyrics - The Coup

Title: 5 Million Ways To Kill A C.E.O.
Artist: The Coup
Composer(s): Raymond Lawrence Riley

Lyric:
Help me out
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Help me out
Yo, yo, yo, yo

We've got 5 million ways to kill a CEO
Slap him up and shake him up and then you know
Let him off the flo' then bait him with the dough
You can do it funk or do it disco, y'know how this go
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

We've got 5 million ways to kill a CEO
Slap him up and shake him up and then you know
Let him off the flo' then bait him with the dough
You can do it funk or do it disco, y'know how this go
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

Well, I hope you testify that it was worth your waitin'
On the turf debatin' how to get it percolatin'
He workin' you while we happy just to work a day
But I'ma slap him 'til my blood starts circulatin'
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

Do you checks have elasticity?
Did they cut off yo' 'lectricity?
Did you scream and yell explicitly?
Force the boss into complicity
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

I'm a white chalk stencil but I push a pencil
Rollin dope fiend rentals through your residential
Broke as fuck, eatin' lentils with no utensil
Fina teach pimp class with a hoe credential
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

They own sweats shops, pet cops and fields of cola
Murder babies with they molars on the areola
Control the Pope, Dali Lama, Holy Rollers, and the Ayatollah
Bump this rollin' in your bucket or your new Corolla
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

Well, you might catch me on the scenic route, with my penis out
Yellin', "Twamps for the executives with the meanest mouth"
Wanna know what this demeanor's bout? City tried to clean us out
Green is clout, shut 'em down they ain't never seen a drought
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

You interviewed but they ain't callin' you back
And for the record I ain't called it a gat
But tuck this in the small of your back
Wait in the bathroom stall 'til I tap
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

We've got 5 million ways to kill a CEO
Slap him up and shake him up and then you know
Let him off the flo' then bait him with the dough
You can do it funk or do it disco, y'know how this go
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

'Cept this game ain't slow, it's the creeper
If you a janitor, get a street sweeper
Ugly is even skin deeper
If you can't get the Pres, get the VeePer
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

They made the murder scene before there was a coroner
I might a been born here but I'm a foreigner
Spillin' swigs for victims of pigs and Afeni's kid
Flip off the lid, who you pourin' fo'?
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

You too could be a corporate green killer, bean spiller, uh
"Gangster of Love", just like Steve Miller
They wear skivvies that's made of chinchilla
Factory in Mexico, bought a spring villa
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

I'm from the land where the Panthers grew
You know the city and the avenue
If you the boss we'll be smabbin' through and we'll be grabbin' you
To say, "Whassup with the ra-venue?"
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)
And if you feel it we can even try to seal it with the

We've got 5 million ways to kill a CEO
Slap him up and shake him up and then you know
Let him off the flo' then bait him with the dough
You can do it funk or do it disco, y'know how this go
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

Tell him it's a boom in child prostitution
When he show up at the stroll give him lead restitution
You could throw a twenty in a vat 'o hot oil
When he jump in after it watch him boil
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

Toss a dollar in the river and when he jump in
If you can find he can swim
Put lead boots on him and do it again, you and a friend
Videotape and the party don't end
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

Tell that boogers be sellin' like crack
He gon' put the little baggies in his nose and suffocate like that
Put a fifty in the barrel of a gun
When he try to suck it out, a-ha, well you know this one
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

Make sure you ain't got no priors
Don't tell 'em that we conspired
We could let him try to change a flat tire
Or we could all at once retire
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)
There are just a few of the

We've got 5 million ways to kill a CEO
Slap him up and shake him up and then you know
Let him off the flo' then bait him with the dough
You can do it funk or do it disco, y'know how this go
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

Bay Area, get ready to brawl
Bay Area, are you ready to brawl?
L.A., get ready to brawl
L.A. are you ready to brawl?
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

Chi-town, get ready to brawl
Chi-Town, are you ready to brawl?
Detroit, get ready to brawl
Detroit, are you ready to brawl?
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

Atlanta, get ready to brawl
Atlanta, are you ready to brawl?
Houston, get ready to brawl
Houston, are you ready to brawl?
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

New York, get ready to brawl
New York, are you ready to brawl?
London, get ready to brawl
London, are you ready to brawl?
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

Capetown, get ready to brawl
Capetown, are you ready to brawl?
Tokyo, get ready to brawl
Tokyo, are you ready to brawl?
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

Yeah, The Coup
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)
Boots Riley
Pam the Funk stress
It's really goin' down
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

Yeah, ya know
In case you didn't know, gats are comin'
The Coup, you know, sum'n, sum'n
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

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Anna (Go To Him) - Lyrics - Beatles

Title: Anna (Go To Him)
Artist: Beatles
Composer(s): Arthur Alexander

Lyric:
Anna, you come and ask me girl
To set you free, girl
You say he loves you more than me
So I will set you free
Go with him
(Anna)
Go with him
(Anna)

Anna, girl, before you go now
I want you to know now
That I still love you so
But if he loves you more
Go with him

All of my life
I've been searching for a girl
To love me like I love you
Oh, now

But every girl I've ever had
Breaks my heart and leaves me sad
What am I, what am I supposed to do?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Anna, just one more thing girl
You give back your ring to me
And I will set you free
Go with him

All of my life
I've been searching for a girl
To love me like I love you
But let me tell you now

But every girl I've ever had
Breaks my heart and leaves me sad
What am I, what am I supposed to do?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Anna, just one more thing girl
You give back your ring to me
And I will set you free
Go with him
(Anna)
Go with him
(Anna)
You can go with him girl
(Anna)
Go with him

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Let Him Run Wild - Lyrics - The Warmth of the Sun - Beach Boys

Title: Let Him Run Wild
Album: The Warmth of the Sun
Artist: Beach Boys
Composer(s): Brian Wilson, Mike Love

Lyric:
When I watched you walk with him
Tears filled my eyes
And when I heard you talk with him
I couldn't stand his lies

And now before he tries it
I hope you realize it, girl

Let him run wild, he don't care, baby
(Let him run)
Let him run wild, he'll find out, baby
(Let him run)
Let him run, run, run, run wild, baby
Guess you know I waited for you, girl

He'll do the same to other girls
That he did to you
Then one day he'll run in to one
That's gonna hurt him too

So before he makes you over
I'm gonna take you over

Let him run wild, he don't care, baby
(Let him run)
Let him run wild, he'll find out, baby
(Let him run)
Let him run, run, run, run wild, baby
Guess you know I waited for you, girl

All the dreams you shared with him
You might as well forget
I know you need a truer love
And that's what you'll get

And now that you don't need him
Well he can have his freedom

Let him run wild, he don't care, baby
(Let him run)
Let him run wild, he'll find out, baby
(Let him run)
Let him run, run, run, run wild, baby

(Let him run)
Let him run, run, run, run wild, baby
(Let him run)
Let him run, run, run, run wild, baby

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