"Don't Say You Love Me"
(Don't say you love me)
(Strange things that make me die)
(Don't say you love me)
(Strange things that make me die)
I don't belong I'm still around won't steal you like a radio
I'm still around I won't be long gonna treat you like an angel
But don't say you love me
Strange things that make me die
Dance 'till we're high you're shy
Don't say you'll cry
I told you lies I'm still around won't steal your act my angel
I won't be long it's still your round or serialize the radio
But don't say you love me
Strange things that make me die
Dance 'till we're high you're shy
Don't say (don't say) you'll cry
(What do you say?)
(What do you say?)
Don't go on I see your eyes I screw you around my angel
You're still my love it's in your eyes our song is on the radio
But don't say you love me (what do you say?)
Strange things that make me die
Dance 'till we're high you're shy
Don't say you'll cry
Don't say you love me
Don't say you'll cry I'm high
Don't say you'll cry
COLT FORD LYRICS - Saddle Up
"Saddle Up"
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
You thought your boy Colt Ford was just a country clown
That bails hay all day and don't know how to get down
Ain't none of ya'll messing with this country sound
Them boys sent me with some new country
We rock Fords and lift kits with gun racks and mud on 'em
Ain't scared of nothing so don't push the button
Like them long legged girls with curls and tight jeans
And they love cold beer round here with chicken wings
Baby this new country is all about me but I love some Johnny Cash, Waylon, and Willie.
Respect the old school and make room for the new
Now tell me you don't love what this country boy can do
Go get the skoal spit with the lighter style
Big boy so cool I make all them girls smile
So tell me what you need and old Colt will make it happen
Thangs is changing we got a country boy rappin'
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
When they talk about the south they call it dirty baby
We was raised on cheese grits biscuits and gravy
We say sir and ma'am and we don't give a damn
If you like it or not we gonna hold our spot
Give me crown and coke or maybe jack and sprite
A case of Coors light and its on tonight
We talking about a party down on Johnson's farm
Late night country trouble we don't mean no harm
That's just how we do so tell me what you want
Some say they will but still most won't
Keep it banging till the sun come up hear the rooster crow then its time to go
Cause there's horses that need breakin' and cows that need pennin'
I do what it takes to keep them girls grinnin'
Every girl crazy about a bow legged boy
In tight jeans and boots that rope rides the chutes
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Hey it's a party baby get your swerve on
You wanna come get your boots put your spurs on
Its about to go down it's the low down
Go on and spread the word we about to have a ho down
It's a party at Colt crib baby come by
You wanna saddle up I'll give you one try
And you a cowgirl so I know you know
How to hold on and ride like the rodeo
We ain't done yet your pretty silhouette
I'm hoping me and you can ride off in the sunset
I wanna get you all alone girl I can't wait to
Get you to my home I've got 35 acres
It's not quite 40 but I'm hung like a mule
And if you got some friends then they can come too
We do it like they do it on the ponderosa
With a bunch of alcohol and my guns in holsters
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Hey it's a party baby get your swerve on
You wanna come get your boots put your spurs on
Hey it's a party baby get your swerve on
You wanna come get your boots put your spurs on
Hey it's a party baby get your swerve on
You wanna come get your boots put your spurs on
Hey it's a party baby get your swerve on
You wanna come get your boots put your spurs on
Saddle up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
You thought your boy Colt Ford was just a country clown
That bails hay all day and don't know how to get down
Ain't none of ya'll messing with this country sound
Them boys sent me with some new country
We rock Fords and lift kits with gun racks and mud on 'em
Ain't scared of nothing so don't push the button
Like them long legged girls with curls and tight jeans
And they love cold beer round here with chicken wings
Baby this new country is all about me but I love some Johnny Cash, Waylon, and Willie.
Respect the old school and make room for the new
Now tell me you don't love what this country boy can do
Go get the skoal spit with the lighter style
Big boy so cool I make all them girls smile
So tell me what you need and old Colt will make it happen
Thangs is changing we got a country boy rappin'
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
When they talk about the south they call it dirty baby
We was raised on cheese grits biscuits and gravy
We say sir and ma'am and we don't give a damn
If you like it or not we gonna hold our spot
Give me crown and coke or maybe jack and sprite
A case of Coors light and its on tonight
We talking about a party down on Johnson's farm
Late night country trouble we don't mean no harm
That's just how we do so tell me what you want
Some say they will but still most won't
Keep it banging till the sun come up hear the rooster crow then its time to go
Cause there's horses that need breakin' and cows that need pennin'
I do what it takes to keep them girls grinnin'
Every girl crazy about a bow legged boy
In tight jeans and boots that rope rides the chutes
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Hey it's a party baby get your swerve on
You wanna come get your boots put your spurs on
Its about to go down it's the low down
Go on and spread the word we about to have a ho down
It's a party at Colt crib baby come by
You wanna saddle up I'll give you one try
And you a cowgirl so I know you know
How to hold on and ride like the rodeo
We ain't done yet your pretty silhouette
I'm hoping me and you can ride off in the sunset
I wanna get you all alone girl I can't wait to
Get you to my home I've got 35 acres
It's not quite 40 but I'm hung like a mule
And if you got some friends then they can come too
We do it like they do it on the ponderosa
With a bunch of alcohol and my guns in holsters
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Hey it's a party baby get your swerve on
You wanna come get your boots put your spurs on
Hey it's a party baby get your swerve on
You wanna come get your boots put your spurs on
Hey it's a party baby get your swerve on
You wanna come get your boots put your spurs on
Hey it's a party baby get your swerve on
You wanna come get your boots put your spurs on
Saddle up
PEARL JAM LYRICS - Down
"Down"
Down. Fall by the wayside no getting out.
Down. Cry me a river dried up and dammed.
The names can be changed but the place is still the same.
I am loaded. Told that all's for naught. Holds me down.
Rise. Life is in motion. I'm stuck in line.
Rise. You can't be neutral on a moving train.
One day the symptoms fade. Think I'll throw these pills away.
And if hope could grow from dirt like me. It can be done.
Won't let the light escape from me.
Won't let the darkness swallow me.
So long.
Down. Fall by the wayside no getting out.
Down. Cry me a river dried up and dammed.
The names can be changed but the place is still the same.
I am loaded. Told that all's for naught. Holds me down.
Rise. Life is in motion. I'm stuck in line.
Rise. You can't be neutral on a moving train.
One day the symptoms fade. Think I'll throw these pills away.
And if hope could grow from dirt like me. It can be done.
Won't let the light escape from me.
Won't let the darkness swallow me.
So long.
YOUNGBLOODZ LYRICS - Imma Shine
"Imma Shine"
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna get it and you gonna feel it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna get it and you gonna feel it
[Chorus:]
I'm gonna shine, I'm gonna make it
Ain't nothing to it to it
I'll take it (I take it)
I feel it (I feel it)
I'll flip it (ill flip it)
Pull it pull it ill straight get it
I'm gonna climb
I ain't waiting
There's no end to the money I'm making
For streetin for chasing we get it in
The crunk hating
Enough don't believe you don't succeed
And if you don't apply you wont achieve
You keep you head up high
Feet down low follow your heart
Till you get to the door
Bells and wheels and wheels away
Never trust a soul I'm here to say
Stop depending on and be yourself
And grab a hold and don't look left
So take a swing and here's your chance
You got nothing to lose so make a stance
The clock is tickin and time ain't waiting with you
All alone see that's what your facing
[Chorus]
You I know I'm gonna make the albums pay for this
I'm with you in the eye lookin for the ten for this
And I don't steal for this I pimp for this
I'll rhyme for around one hundred round clip for this
What happen to the struggle its called
And eviction notice
Now people strong self evicken notice
Perscription cops serve keep it real
That fine but if I get with it I'm gonna face some time
And its hard being young and rich
Trying to survive
Trying to keep a shot to shine
On the poor headed ties
Couple of meals in a vine
And a new whip for the wife
Top that shit this is my life
[Chorus]
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna get it and you gonna feel it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna get it and you gonna feel it
[Chorus x2]
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna get it and you gonna feel it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna get it and you gonna feel it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna get it and you gonna feel it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna get it and you gonna feel it
[Chorus:]
I'm gonna shine, I'm gonna make it
Ain't nothing to it to it
I'll take it (I take it)
I feel it (I feel it)
I'll flip it (ill flip it)
Pull it pull it ill straight get it
I'm gonna climb
I ain't waiting
There's no end to the money I'm making
For streetin for chasing we get it in
The crunk hating
Enough don't believe you don't succeed
And if you don't apply you wont achieve
You keep you head up high
Feet down low follow your heart
Till you get to the door
Bells and wheels and wheels away
Never trust a soul I'm here to say
Stop depending on and be yourself
And grab a hold and don't look left
So take a swing and here's your chance
You got nothing to lose so make a stance
The clock is tickin and time ain't waiting with you
All alone see that's what your facing
[Chorus]
You I know I'm gonna make the albums pay for this
I'm with you in the eye lookin for the ten for this
And I don't steal for this I pimp for this
I'll rhyme for around one hundred round clip for this
What happen to the struggle its called
And eviction notice
Now people strong self evicken notice
Perscription cops serve keep it real
That fine but if I get with it I'm gonna face some time
And its hard being young and rich
Trying to survive
Trying to keep a shot to shine
On the poor headed ties
Couple of meals in a vine
And a new whip for the wife
Top that shit this is my life
[Chorus]
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna get it and you gonna feel it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna get it and you gonna feel it
[Chorus x2]
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna get it and you gonna feel it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna get it and you gonna feel it
JON B LYRICS - Time After Time
"Time After Time"
I learned so much about love
Since I've been by your side
And you spend all your time
Knowing what you've done for me
The simple fact is
That I'm longing for you, girl
Desperate and needing you to stay in my life
'Cause I'm sorry but forgiving
But your love for me is for the wrong reasons
I wish I could satisfy you baby
But you're so sick of those natural things
Guess I'm a fool for loving you
But honestly the truth is
[Chorus:]
Time after time
I'll be yearning for you
Dime after dime
I thought I was earnin' 4 two
Maybe this time you'll be the one
Who feels the pain
Time after time again
I used to be such a baby
Crying in your arms
But now I'm older, wiser
Now I'm hip to the scene
Tell me, when you make love to that someone else
Do you think of how it felt
Different with me when you fell asleep?
When you woke up, I was there
I was honest
I was changed for good
But the bad of it all
Is it's worth nothing, nothing to you
I wonder if after it all
Is there someone still waiting for me
Is this all in the plan for the helping hand
I wish it could be you
But I know it can't
[Chorus:]
Time after time
I'll be yearning for you
Dime after dime
I thought I was earnin' 4 two
Maybe this time you'll be the one
Who feels the pain
Time after time again
You gave me your reasons why
You made perfect sense
But you'll miss your water
When the well runs dry
'Cause somewhere, I believe
I was the one
You'll have your fun
In the back of ypur mind
You'll find that you still love me
Time after time
[Chorus:]
Time after time
I'll be yearning for you
Dime after dime
I thought I was earnin' 4 two
Maybe this time you'll be the one
Who feels the pain
Time after time again
I learned so much about love
Since I've been by your side
And you spend all your time
Knowing what you've done for me
The simple fact is
That I'm longing for you, girl
Desperate and needing you to stay in my life
'Cause I'm sorry but forgiving
But your love for me is for the wrong reasons
I wish I could satisfy you baby
But you're so sick of those natural things
Guess I'm a fool for loving you
But honestly the truth is
[Chorus:]
Time after time
I'll be yearning for you
Dime after dime
I thought I was earnin' 4 two
Maybe this time you'll be the one
Who feels the pain
Time after time again
I used to be such a baby
Crying in your arms
But now I'm older, wiser
Now I'm hip to the scene
Tell me, when you make love to that someone else
Do you think of how it felt
Different with me when you fell asleep?
When you woke up, I was there
I was honest
I was changed for good
But the bad of it all
Is it's worth nothing, nothing to you
I wonder if after it all
Is there someone still waiting for me
Is this all in the plan for the helping hand
I wish it could be you
But I know it can't
[Chorus:]
Time after time
I'll be yearning for you
Dime after dime
I thought I was earnin' 4 two
Maybe this time you'll be the one
Who feels the pain
Time after time again
You gave me your reasons why
You made perfect sense
But you'll miss your water
When the well runs dry
'Cause somewhere, I believe
I was the one
You'll have your fun
In the back of ypur mind
You'll find that you still love me
Time after time
[Chorus:]
Time after time
I'll be yearning for you
Dime after dime
I thought I was earnin' 4 two
Maybe this time you'll be the one
Who feels the pain
Time after time again
JANE'S ADDICTION LYRICS - My Cat's Name Is Maceo (Edit) (Demo Version)
"My Cat's Name Is Maceo (Edit) (Demo Version)"
My cat's name is Maceo
He's a little man in a cats body
He yawns just like I do
He's convinced I won't eat him
I think he thinks that I'm his dad
Because I saved him from the pound
Well we went down
Down to the pound and that's where we saw Maceo
Cat catcher said to me
"pick one out"
Maceo said
"let me out"
He sleeps right where I do and we wrestle in the morning!
He come to you if you don't bother him
He just likes to do his own thing
My cat's name is Maceo
He's a little man in a cat's body
My cat's name is Maceo
He's a little man in a cats body
He yawns just like I do
He's convinced I won't eat him
I think he thinks that I'm his dad
Because I saved him from the pound
Well we went down
Down to the pound and that's where we saw Maceo
Cat catcher said to me
"pick one out"
Maceo said
"let me out"
He sleeps right where I do and we wrestle in the morning!
He come to you if you don't bother him
He just likes to do his own thing
My cat's name is Maceo
He's a little man in a cat's body
THIRD DAY LYRICS - Anything
"Anything"
I can't do anything
I can't do anything without You
But You can do everything
You can do everything You want
I just can't believe
I can't believe that You would love me
After everything
After everything I've done
And I want to love You
Love You more than life itself
And I want to hold You
Even though You can't be held
Because You're so much more
Than everything I've ever known
Anything, anything
I'd give anything
I would give anything to hold You
I want to live for You
For You alone I want to live
When I see Your face
I would do anything to know You
You gave everything
You gave all You have to give
Halle, hallelujah
Halle, hallelujah
Halle, hallelujah
I can't do anything
I can't do anything without You
But You can do everything
You can do everything You want
I just can't believe
I can't believe that You would love me
After everything
After everything I've done
And I want to love You
Love You more than life itself
And I want to hold You
Even though You can't be held
Because You're so much more
Than everything I've ever known
Anything, anything
I'd give anything
I would give anything to hold You
I want to live for You
For You alone I want to live
When I see Your face
I would do anything to know You
You gave everything
You gave all You have to give
Halle, hallelujah
Halle, hallelujah
Halle, hallelujah
FATBOY SLIM LYRICS - Give The Po' Man A Break
"Give The Po' Man A Break"
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
Give the po' man a break
CAM'RON LYRICS - Losing Weight Part 2
"Losing Weight Part 2"
(feat. Juelz Santana)
[Hook: Cam'Ron]
Aiyyo, fuck losing weight
I'm back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
Cop a car, new estate
Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks blue and grey
Baby do the date
I got ta move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Killa never let the drama slide
Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die
Yell out homicide
[Cam'Ron]
18 months please, that ain't facing time
I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time
I'ma do the right thing though, take shock anyway
6 months right back on the damn block anyway
But look, money from across the street
Think its sweet, think you get money across the street
Me and my peeps often meet
At 5-0 they work for us, walk the beef
Walk with heat cause talk is cheap
So dunn stay silent
Revolvers, Automatics, guns stay silent
When it comes to beef it becomes a talent
Remember me, ODB, I'm the one from falice
Digital ten, shit get critical friend
I got 800 invisible men
That mean it could be the bankman
Person at the gas station filling up your tank, fam
Lady at the front stand
Or rap poison your relish right in the center babe
Bitch is a renegades, she'll piss in your lemonade
And y'all dead now
That you can bet now
Do like a toaster put your bread down
Upset now, hate when I gotta rep clowns blow Tech rounds
In a collision, I see their ambition
But they don't know them days when I was stooped up in prison
Or all them hot summers when I was cooped up in the kitchen
When it came to grams it was 90 I fried
350 on the stove and its 90 outside
I'ma get this girl that be stuff in my bricks
Felt life cheated her, she be cuttin her wrists
Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed her wrist
Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis
But love my music, say I do nothing but hits
She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits
Cause when she needed help I got her nothing but fixed
Needed coke, needed dope, ya I gave her a fix
So she went across the street, gave him a kiss
Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick
You know Cam, he said "yeah, don't play with his chips"
Stood back, blazed the 6, amazin and shit
Killa, Killa, Dip Set nigga
[Hook: Juelz Santana]
Fuck losing weight
We back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
I think my moms moving away
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me that new estate
Baby do the date
I got to move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Juelz never let the cops get me
On the block til the shots hit me
Until the shots get me
[Juelz Santana]
Niggas wanna know why I'm so nice when it come to spittin that fire
Its real dog, I live in the fire
Used to being in the streets homie, in the mists of the fire
Break works put it in pots, sit it in fire
Quick to grab the 5th and just fire
Try to peel off, I'm hittin your tire
Hittin your door while your cars spinnin hittin the wall
That's just the beginning of war
I let you know you dealing with dogs
My villians will finish you off
Head in your chest brain
Dead on the van on the express way
While I got my hand in the Tech wave
Niggas like "fuck, is he stupid?"
Cops wanna cuff me, do it
You wanna be a hero, snuff me, do it, rush me, do it
Shit, like I ain't been through the scars and bruises
Like I ain't been through the bars, seen the sargaent trooper
Look at my body, I lost so much weight
Cops raiding my spot, I done lost so much weight
I'm tellin papi front me a brick, let me owe that cake
He tellin me, he ain't got but so much weight
He been waiting for his connection to come
I'm like "at least give me a half, I'll confess and stretch it to one"
I'm on the block as usual
With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual
Watching for the cops that's moving through
Me and my soldiers know the rules
We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue
Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued
Or shots from the rugger will circle round your body like hoola-hoops
Mami told me son, hold your own
And one day your gone grow to be a rolling stone
And I believed her
Juelz never let the cops get me
On the block til the shots hit me
[Hook: Cam'Ron]
Aiyyo, fuck losing weight
I'm back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
Cop a car, new estate
Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks blue and grey
Baby do the date
I got ta move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Killa never let the drama slide
Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die
Yell out homicide
[Hook: Juelz Santana]
Fuck losing weight
We back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
I think my moms moving away
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me that new estate
Baby do the date
I got to move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Juelz never let the cops get me
On the block til the shots hit me
Until the shots get me
(feat. Juelz Santana)
[Hook: Cam'Ron]
Aiyyo, fuck losing weight
I'm back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
Cop a car, new estate
Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks blue and grey
Baby do the date
I got ta move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Killa never let the drama slide
Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die
Yell out homicide
[Cam'Ron]
18 months please, that ain't facing time
I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time
I'ma do the right thing though, take shock anyway
6 months right back on the damn block anyway
But look, money from across the street
Think its sweet, think you get money across the street
Me and my peeps often meet
At 5-0 they work for us, walk the beef
Walk with heat cause talk is cheap
So dunn stay silent
Revolvers, Automatics, guns stay silent
When it comes to beef it becomes a talent
Remember me, ODB, I'm the one from falice
Digital ten, shit get critical friend
I got 800 invisible men
That mean it could be the bankman
Person at the gas station filling up your tank, fam
Lady at the front stand
Or rap poison your relish right in the center babe
Bitch is a renegades, she'll piss in your lemonade
And y'all dead now
That you can bet now
Do like a toaster put your bread down
Upset now, hate when I gotta rep clowns blow Tech rounds
In a collision, I see their ambition
But they don't know them days when I was stooped up in prison
Or all them hot summers when I was cooped up in the kitchen
When it came to grams it was 90 I fried
350 on the stove and its 90 outside
I'ma get this girl that be stuff in my bricks
Felt life cheated her, she be cuttin her wrists
Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed her wrist
Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis
But love my music, say I do nothing but hits
She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits
Cause when she needed help I got her nothing but fixed
Needed coke, needed dope, ya I gave her a fix
So she went across the street, gave him a kiss
Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick
You know Cam, he said "yeah, don't play with his chips"
Stood back, blazed the 6, amazin and shit
Killa, Killa, Dip Set nigga
[Hook: Juelz Santana]
Fuck losing weight
We back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
I think my moms moving away
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me that new estate
Baby do the date
I got to move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Juelz never let the cops get me
On the block til the shots hit me
Until the shots get me
[Juelz Santana]
Niggas wanna know why I'm so nice when it come to spittin that fire
Its real dog, I live in the fire
Used to being in the streets homie, in the mists of the fire
Break works put it in pots, sit it in fire
Quick to grab the 5th and just fire
Try to peel off, I'm hittin your tire
Hittin your door while your cars spinnin hittin the wall
That's just the beginning of war
I let you know you dealing with dogs
My villians will finish you off
Head in your chest brain
Dead on the van on the express way
While I got my hand in the Tech wave
Niggas like "fuck, is he stupid?"
Cops wanna cuff me, do it
You wanna be a hero, snuff me, do it, rush me, do it
Shit, like I ain't been through the scars and bruises
Like I ain't been through the bars, seen the sargaent trooper
Look at my body, I lost so much weight
Cops raiding my spot, I done lost so much weight
I'm tellin papi front me a brick, let me owe that cake
He tellin me, he ain't got but so much weight
He been waiting for his connection to come
I'm like "at least give me a half, I'll confess and stretch it to one"
I'm on the block as usual
With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual
Watching for the cops that's moving through
Me and my soldiers know the rules
We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue
Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued
Or shots from the rugger will circle round your body like hoola-hoops
Mami told me son, hold your own
And one day your gone grow to be a rolling stone
And I believed her
Juelz never let the cops get me
On the block til the shots hit me
[Hook: Cam'Ron]
Aiyyo, fuck losing weight
I'm back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
Cop a car, new estate
Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks blue and grey
Baby do the date
I got ta move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Killa never let the drama slide
Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die
Yell out homicide
[Hook: Juelz Santana]
Fuck losing weight
We back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
I think my moms moving away
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me that new estate
Baby do the date
I got to move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Juelz never let the cops get me
On the block til the shots hit me
Until the shots get me
THE GAME LYRICS - Untold Story
"Untold Story"
(feat. JT)
[The Game]
Niggaz don't really want it, just talkin out the side of they neck
How many gangsters you know, ain't scared of death
That's why I, ride with tecs, soon as I pull 'em out
breathe easy nigga they tryin to get them bullets out
It was all good a week ago, you was callin shots in the hood
Bitch now you so {?} the hood
Used to be a gang leader, now your gang need ya
But no more rocks or dope spots in the hood
Ghost town, niggaz won't even walk in your hood
I want respect like when niggaz is talkin to Suge
You cats gon' get with that, or get with the +Mac+
And I ain't talkin 'bout +Beans+, talkin 'bout this gat
The kid still a hundred miles and runnin
Niggaz smoke 10 boxes of Newports, when they know I'm comin
And fuck MTV, I live in +The Real World+
Call my guns R. Kelly, they'll touch your lil' girl, cause
[Chorus 2X: JT]
Layin with dogs, you gon' wake up with fleas
Fuckin with rats, you'll never get yo' cheese
You know J cats, like to sell you dreams
And a snake gon' scheme (and a killa will do anything)
[JT]
It's a done deal, Seth's back, makin it hot
No questions, I'm takin my spot
Project walls, hoods and blocks, Get Low, we hard to stop
JT, and the Game is hot
It's so necessary, these dudes are so scary
When I cruise through Bentley Coupe that's cherry
Tailored suits and gators, man, laughin at these haters
Man, show me the money then, pay me man
It's a new day, same team, I'm still the ghost
Big crib, jet skis and boats, listen close take notes
Mink coats and diamond clusters
West coast we nothin but hustlers
We grimy and gritty, cool like dat, old school fools
Willy Ness throwbacks, we send tricks to the nearest track
Who you know that's as real as that?
I pimp this game like Goldie the Mac, holla back
[Chorus]
(feat. JT)
[The Game]
Niggaz don't really want it, just talkin out the side of they neck
How many gangsters you know, ain't scared of death
That's why I, ride with tecs, soon as I pull 'em out
breathe easy nigga they tryin to get them bullets out
It was all good a week ago, you was callin shots in the hood
Bitch now you so {?} the hood
Used to be a gang leader, now your gang need ya
But no more rocks or dope spots in the hood
Ghost town, niggaz won't even walk in your hood
I want respect like when niggaz is talkin to Suge
You cats gon' get with that, or get with the +Mac+
And I ain't talkin 'bout +Beans+, talkin 'bout this gat
The kid still a hundred miles and runnin
Niggaz smoke 10 boxes of Newports, when they know I'm comin
And fuck MTV, I live in +The Real World+
Call my guns R. Kelly, they'll touch your lil' girl, cause
[Chorus 2X: JT]
Layin with dogs, you gon' wake up with fleas
Fuckin with rats, you'll never get yo' cheese
You know J cats, like to sell you dreams
And a snake gon' scheme (and a killa will do anything)
[JT]
It's a done deal, Seth's back, makin it hot
No questions, I'm takin my spot
Project walls, hoods and blocks, Get Low, we hard to stop
JT, and the Game is hot
It's so necessary, these dudes are so scary
When I cruise through Bentley Coupe that's cherry
Tailored suits and gators, man, laughin at these haters
Man, show me the money then, pay me man
It's a new day, same team, I'm still the ghost
Big crib, jet skis and boats, listen close take notes
Mink coats and diamond clusters
West coast we nothin but hustlers
We grimy and gritty, cool like dat, old school fools
Willy Ness throwbacks, we send tricks to the nearest track
Who you know that's as real as that?
I pimp this game like Goldie the Mac, holla back
[Chorus]
DAY OF FIRE LYRICS - I Am The Door
"I Am The Door"
You said you would have but u couldn't let go
You said you should have but you needed some more
I know you would have, if you could have it all
You said you would have, but you needed, needed some more
You need a way, to leave yourself behind
To burry your name
To fade across the line
You said you should have but you wouldn't let go
You said you could have but you needed some more
I know you would have if you could have it all
You said you could have but u needed some more
You need a way to leave yourself behind
To burry your name
To fade across the line
To breathe again
To fade across the line
I am the only way out
One step into the door
I am the only way out
You said you could have but you wouldn't let go
you said you would have but you needed some more
I know you should have but you wanted it all
You said you would've but u needed, needed some more
[Chorus]
I am the only way out
One step into the door
I am the only way out
I am the only way out,
I am the door
You said you would have but u couldn't let go
You said you should have but you needed some more
I know you would have, if you could have it all
You said you would have, but you needed, needed some more
You need a way, to leave yourself behind
To burry your name
To fade across the line
You said you should have but you wouldn't let go
You said you could have but you needed some more
I know you would have if you could have it all
You said you could have but u needed some more
You need a way to leave yourself behind
To burry your name
To fade across the line
To breathe again
To fade across the line
I am the only way out
One step into the door
I am the only way out
You said you could have but you wouldn't let go
you said you would have but you needed some more
I know you should have but you wanted it all
You said you would've but u needed, needed some more
[Chorus]
I am the only way out
One step into the door
I am the only way out
I am the only way out,
I am the door
ICE CUBE LYRICS - You Can't Fade Me
"You Can't Fade Me"
Now the taste of alcohol is filling up my bladder
What's the date and time it don't matter
Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was trying to sort
To make a long story short
Ran into this girl named Carla
Knew her from the back seat of my homie's Impala
She said what's up yeah what's the deal
Check the hairdo of course it ain't real
Then I looked down she was fat in the front
I asked how long, well about seven months
Oh how time flies when you're having fun
She said yeah but the damage is done
Where you been, on a little vacation
Oh by the way congratulations
Who's the lucky man? I don't have a clue
Then she said the lucky man is you
I dropped my brew
And everything looked fuzzy
Not a baby by you the neighborhood hussy
She said yeah remember that date
I thought back and tried to calculate
Then I said damn are you sure it's mine
Cause I know you been tossed plenty of times
She said that day no I wasn't whoring
Your ass is mine that's when the sweat started pouring
Cause all I saw was Ice Cube in court
Paying a gang on child support
Then I thought deep about giving up the money
What I need to do is kick the bitch in the tummy
Naw cause then I'd really get faded
That's murder one cause it was premeditated
So what I'm a do
I don't have a clue
How many months left damn only two
I'm gettin faded
No cigar, G
Ay yo homey man I'm getting faded
It's crazy cause before I could sleep with her
I had to duck and dodge and try to creep with her
See the booty and the front was all in place
But the girl had the pitbull face
So we ran jumped drove swam crawled hid
Oh lord god forbid
My homies see me at the motel
Cause those fools would love to just go tell
Everybody in the hood that knows your rep
So jump in the back seat and quiet is kept
And hold your big fat butt steady
Cause yo hoe I got the paper bag ready
She started moaning and gobbling like a turkey
I knocked the boots from here to Albuquerque
I dropped her off man and I'm knowing
That I'm a hate myself in the morning
I got drunk to help me forget
Yo another day another hit shit
I'm gettin faded
Ay yo you know what time it is
Nine months later she's ready to drop the load
And everybody in the hood already knows
It's supposed to be mine so they laughing at me
You know Ice Cube can't be having that G
I'm thinking to myself why did I bang her
Now I'm in the closet looking for the hanger
JD and Jinx and T-Bone won't let up they won't shut up
I'm gettin fed up bitch
Cause I know you're tryin to break me
But if I find out your tryin to fake me
I'm a buff that duff for a hoot
Beat ya down and leave a crown or two
That night she went into labor
And the shit is getting kinda major
The baby came out damn it was a lifesaver
Looking like my next-door neighbor
She said it was mine that was her best guess
But let's check the results of the blood test
I started smiling yeah cause it read negative
Damn why did I let her live?
After that I should've got the gat
And bust and rushed and illed and peeled the cap
But no I just told the hoe who laid me
Excuse me bitch it's a switch
You can't fade me
Naw baby not this way
Yo you ain't playing Ice Cube out like no booger
I don't fall for the okey-doke
And before I fall for the okey-doke
I let the pistol smoke
Now sing it
Yeah baby you can't fade me
Naw unfadable baby
Now the taste of alcohol is filling up my bladder
What's the date and time it don't matter
Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was trying to sort
To make a long story short
Ran into this girl named Carla
Knew her from the back seat of my homie's Impala
She said what's up yeah what's the deal
Check the hairdo of course it ain't real
Then I looked down she was fat in the front
I asked how long, well about seven months
Oh how time flies when you're having fun
She said yeah but the damage is done
Where you been, on a little vacation
Oh by the way congratulations
Who's the lucky man? I don't have a clue
Then she said the lucky man is you
I dropped my brew
And everything looked fuzzy
Not a baby by you the neighborhood hussy
She said yeah remember that date
I thought back and tried to calculate
Then I said damn are you sure it's mine
Cause I know you been tossed plenty of times
She said that day no I wasn't whoring
Your ass is mine that's when the sweat started pouring
Cause all I saw was Ice Cube in court
Paying a gang on child support
Then I thought deep about giving up the money
What I need to do is kick the bitch in the tummy
Naw cause then I'd really get faded
That's murder one cause it was premeditated
So what I'm a do
I don't have a clue
How many months left damn only two
I'm gettin faded
No cigar, G
Ay yo homey man I'm getting faded
It's crazy cause before I could sleep with her
I had to duck and dodge and try to creep with her
See the booty and the front was all in place
But the girl had the pitbull face
So we ran jumped drove swam crawled hid
Oh lord god forbid
My homies see me at the motel
Cause those fools would love to just go tell
Everybody in the hood that knows your rep
So jump in the back seat and quiet is kept
And hold your big fat butt steady
Cause yo hoe I got the paper bag ready
She started moaning and gobbling like a turkey
I knocked the boots from here to Albuquerque
I dropped her off man and I'm knowing
That I'm a hate myself in the morning
I got drunk to help me forget
Yo another day another hit shit
I'm gettin faded
Ay yo you know what time it is
Nine months later she's ready to drop the load
And everybody in the hood already knows
It's supposed to be mine so they laughing at me
You know Ice Cube can't be having that G
I'm thinking to myself why did I bang her
Now I'm in the closet looking for the hanger
JD and Jinx and T-Bone won't let up they won't shut up
I'm gettin fed up bitch
Cause I know you're tryin to break me
But if I find out your tryin to fake me
I'm a buff that duff for a hoot
Beat ya down and leave a crown or two
That night she went into labor
And the shit is getting kinda major
The baby came out damn it was a lifesaver
Looking like my next-door neighbor
She said it was mine that was her best guess
But let's check the results of the blood test
I started smiling yeah cause it read negative
Damn why did I let her live?
After that I should've got the gat
And bust and rushed and illed and peeled the cap
But no I just told the hoe who laid me
Excuse me bitch it's a switch
You can't fade me
Naw baby not this way
Yo you ain't playing Ice Cube out like no booger
I don't fall for the okey-doke
And before I fall for the okey-doke
I let the pistol smoke
Now sing it
Yeah baby you can't fade me
Naw unfadable baby
BEN LEE LYRICS - Running With Scissors
"Running With Scissors"
This open sky is painted blue
These curtains kissing in your room
This is the letter I wont send
This is a property condemned
Their sleeping hearts'll never understand
You can't hear the song until you dance
We run with scissors in our hands
Well I can feel you in my bones
These are the symptoms that I've shown
It's always every now and then
Life is unusual again
Their sleeping hearts'll Mever understand
You Can't hear the song until you dance
We run with scissors in our hands
Their sleeping hearts'll never understand
You can't hear the song until you dance
We run with scissors in our hands
So don't ask me for a reason
Don't look at me for a reason
Don't look for me cause I'm runnin' too fast
Their sleeping hearts'll never understand
You can't hear the song until you dance
We run with scissors in our hands
Their sleeping hearts'llever understand
You can't hear the song until you dance
We run with scissors in our hands
This open sky is painted blue
These curtains kissing in your room
This is the letter I wont send
This is a property condemned
Their sleeping hearts'll never understand
You can't hear the song until you dance
We run with scissors in our hands
Well I can feel you in my bones
These are the symptoms that I've shown
It's always every now and then
Life is unusual again
Their sleeping hearts'll Mever understand
You Can't hear the song until you dance
We run with scissors in our hands
Their sleeping hearts'll never understand
You can't hear the song until you dance
We run with scissors in our hands
So don't ask me for a reason
Don't look at me for a reason
Don't look for me cause I'm runnin' too fast
Their sleeping hearts'll never understand
You can't hear the song until you dance
We run with scissors in our hands
Their sleeping hearts'llever understand
You can't hear the song until you dance
We run with scissors in our hands
BON JOVI LYRICS - Something To Believe In
"Something To Believe In"
I lost all faith in my God, in his religion too
I told the angels they could sing their songs to someone new
I lost all trust in my friends
I watched my heart turn to stone
I thought that I was left to walk this wicked world alone
Tonight I'll dust myself off
Tonight I'll suck my gut in
I'll face the night and I'll pretend
I got something to believe in
And I had lost touch with reason
I watched life criticize the truth
Been waiting for a miracle
I know you have too
Though I know I won't win
I'll take this one on the chin
We'll raise a toast and I'll pretend
I got something to believe in
If I don't believe in Jesus, how can I believe the Pope
If I don't believe in heroin, how can I believe in dope
If there's nothing but survival, how can I believe in sin
In a world that gives you nothing
We need something to believe in
If I don't believe in Jesus, how can I believe the Pope
If I don't believe in heroin, how can I believe in dope
If there's nothing but survival, how can I believe in sin
In a world that gives you nothing
We need something to believe in
I lost all faith in my God, in his religion too
I told the angels they could sing their songs to someone new
I lost all trust in my friends
I watched my heart turn to stone
I thought that I was left to walk this wicked world alone
Tonight I'll dust myself off
Tonight I'll suck my gut in
I'll face the night and I'll pretend
I got something to believe in
And I had lost touch with reason
I watched life criticize the truth
Been waiting for a miracle
I know you have too
Though I know I won't win
I'll take this one on the chin
We'll raise a toast and I'll pretend
I got something to believe in
If I don't believe in Jesus, how can I believe the Pope
If I don't believe in heroin, how can I believe in dope
If there's nothing but survival, how can I believe in sin
In a world that gives you nothing
We need something to believe in
If I don't believe in Jesus, how can I believe the Pope
If I don't believe in heroin, how can I believe in dope
If there's nothing but survival, how can I believe in sin
In a world that gives you nothing
We need something to believe in
GWAR LYRICS - Child
"Child"
Having a child with a person I don't even know
Jumping up and down in the crowd she got a face full of blow
She caught the sperm in her mouth
And then she put it down south
She didn't understand
That a burrowing beast would plop out in the pan
She's having a child and she thinks it's such a clever stunt
What she's really gonna get is a claw in the cunt
Things went south
That's when I started to fuck in her mouth
She didn't understand
That I'm a happy dappy Sammy Davis Jr. man
You wanna get out of your life?
Well go fuck a rock star!
Then you can quit your job at the crummy fucking titty bar
You'll be lying on your back next to the wall with your legs in the air
Crowd of fucking doc's coming on like they really don't care
She took that fistful of sperm and crammed it right up her womb
So she could lie with her legs in the air in the hospital room
But there's one thing that the little girl don't understand
That I don't have a dime and I don't give a damn
Having a child with a person I don't even know
Jumping up and down in the crowd she got a face full of blow
She caught the sperm in her mouth
And then she put it down south
She didn't understand
That a burrowing beast would plop out in the pan
She's having a child and she thinks it's such a clever stunt
What she's really gonna get is a claw in the cunt
Things went south
That's when I started to fuck in her mouth
She didn't understand
That I'm a happy dappy Sammy Davis Jr. man
You wanna get out of your life?
Well go fuck a rock star!
Then you can quit your job at the crummy fucking titty bar
You'll be lying on your back next to the wall with your legs in the air
Crowd of fucking doc's coming on like they really don't care
She took that fistful of sperm and crammed it right up her womb
So she could lie with her legs in the air in the hospital room
But there's one thing that the little girl don't understand
That I don't have a dime and I don't give a damn
ICE-T LYRICS - Bitches 2
"Bitches 2"
I once knew this brother
Who I thought was cool with me
Chilled out together
Even went to school with me
Fly nigga, my ace boon coon
Used to low ride together
Shot dice in the bathroom
Ya want trouble?
Well trouble ya found
Cause we diss ya, then issue
The critical beat down
He needed money
I would always come through
Needed a car? He could use mine too
But bust this!
Out on the street
People say he was riffin'
Callin' me a sucker
Talkin' bout how foul I'm livin'
Someone heard him
Poppin' that shit last week
Frontin' for some pussy
From some big butt freak
Sayin' I'm his worker
I was on his dick!
Talkin' that craazy old weak assed shit
and after all of that
She still walked away
How ya gonna diss your boy
To get some play?
And when I stepped to him about it
He said, "Who snitched?"
[CHORUS]
Yo, how did he go out?
He went out like a bitch!
So ladies
We ain't just talkin' bout you
Cause some of you niggas
Is bitches too!
I knew this brother named Mitch
Stone player
He meet a girl, in five min. he lay her
Trucked crazy jewels
Hands smothered in ice
Been to prison not once, but twice
Kept a stupid thick posse
Made of thugs and
Crooks and hoods
and vet hustlers
Who were up to no good
But they all stood behind him
and watched his back
That's the only way
To roll on the track
But yo,
Mitch got rushed by feds last week
The snatchbared the runk
Of his white Corniche
Took a look inside
And what did they see?
Two keys, and a gallon of PCP!
Oh shit! The thought crashed
Mitch's subliminal
Three strikes, that's called
Habitual criminal
So insted of goin' under
He snitched on his whole posse
Maxed at the crib
And sipped Martini and Rossi
Sold out his whole crew
That rat named Mitch
[CHORUS]
I knew this guy
That was never that fly
Couldn't act cool
Even when he tried
When we played rough
He always cried
When he told stories, he always lied
A Black brother
Who was missin' the cool part
He had the color
But was missin' the true heart
When we would fight
He would always go down quick
So he took karate
and he still got his ass kicked
But now he's married
And he kicks his wife's ass
Says it comes from problems
That he had in the past
Doesn't like Blacks
Claims he's upper class
Joined the police, got himself a badge
Now he rolls the streets
and he's cut to jack
Doggin' young brothers
Cause they usually don't fight back
Got a White partner
And he asked for that
and every night
Another head they crack
So now he's big man
But he really ain't shit!
[CHORUS]
Out one night with my crew
and some new kid
I didn'T know homeboy, but Evil E did
So I thought he was cool
We rode in his ride
Rag top tray on Daytons
Lifted side to side
We hit the party deep
Niggas was hawkin' me
You could feel the vibe
Of thick artillery
Parliament was on, some O. G. shit
I put my back to the wall
And felt my pistol grip
al of a sudden
Niggas started trippin'
Flippin', the record started skippin'
Wildin', fools started locn up
Gats cracked
The room started smokin' up
Me and "E" hit the floor
And then the back door
My boys let off an automatic encore
But when we made it out to the ride
It was gone, we had to shoot it out
Side by side
Punk left us there to die in a ditch!
[CHORUS]
I once knew this brother
Who I thought was cool with me
Chilled out together
Even went to school with me
Fly nigga, my ace boon coon
Used to low ride together
Shot dice in the bathroom
Ya want trouble?
Well trouble ya found
Cause we diss ya, then issue
The critical beat down
He needed money
I would always come through
Needed a car? He could use mine too
But bust this!
Out on the street
People say he was riffin'
Callin' me a sucker
Talkin' bout how foul I'm livin'
Someone heard him
Poppin' that shit last week
Frontin' for some pussy
From some big butt freak
Sayin' I'm his worker
I was on his dick!
Talkin' that craazy old weak assed shit
and after all of that
She still walked away
How ya gonna diss your boy
To get some play?
And when I stepped to him about it
He said, "Who snitched?"
[CHORUS]
Yo, how did he go out?
He went out like a bitch!
So ladies
We ain't just talkin' bout you
Cause some of you niggas
Is bitches too!
I knew this brother named Mitch
Stone player
He meet a girl, in five min. he lay her
Trucked crazy jewels
Hands smothered in ice
Been to prison not once, but twice
Kept a stupid thick posse
Made of thugs and
Crooks and hoods
and vet hustlers
Who were up to no good
But they all stood behind him
and watched his back
That's the only way
To roll on the track
But yo,
Mitch got rushed by feds last week
The snatchbared the runk
Of his white Corniche
Took a look inside
And what did they see?
Two keys, and a gallon of PCP!
Oh shit! The thought crashed
Mitch's subliminal
Three strikes, that's called
Habitual criminal
So insted of goin' under
He snitched on his whole posse
Maxed at the crib
And sipped Martini and Rossi
Sold out his whole crew
That rat named Mitch
[CHORUS]
I knew this guy
That was never that fly
Couldn't act cool
Even when he tried
When we played rough
He always cried
When he told stories, he always lied
A Black brother
Who was missin' the cool part
He had the color
But was missin' the true heart
When we would fight
He would always go down quick
So he took karate
and he still got his ass kicked
But now he's married
And he kicks his wife's ass
Says it comes from problems
That he had in the past
Doesn't like Blacks
Claims he's upper class
Joined the police, got himself a badge
Now he rolls the streets
and he's cut to jack
Doggin' young brothers
Cause they usually don't fight back
Got a White partner
And he asked for that
and every night
Another head they crack
So now he's big man
But he really ain't shit!
[CHORUS]
Out one night with my crew
and some new kid
I didn'T know homeboy, but Evil E did
So I thought he was cool
We rode in his ride
Rag top tray on Daytons
Lifted side to side
We hit the party deep
Niggas was hawkin' me
You could feel the vibe
Of thick artillery
Parliament was on, some O. G. shit
I put my back to the wall
And felt my pistol grip
al of a sudden
Niggas started trippin'
Flippin', the record started skippin'
Wildin', fools started locn up
Gats cracked
The room started smokin' up
Me and "E" hit the floor
And then the back door
My boys let off an automatic encore
But when we made it out to the ride
It was gone, we had to shoot it out
Side by side
Punk left us there to die in a ditch!
[CHORUS]
CHANTAL KREVIAZUK LYRICS - Today
"Today"
The sun hits your face, wide open space.
Forest is bare, cut everywhere.
There's no one around, just the faces and clouds
and a heart that's breaking.
You're not exactly where you're supposed to be,
but tomorrow don't allow for guarantee.
So, today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
Today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
Chasing the crowd, all twisted around.
It's not what you lost, it's what you've found.
Eyes of a child, it's getting harder to smile.
You're an angel on these streets.
You tell yourself you're not quite what you seem.
But, one more chance and you will be redeemed.
Oh, today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
Today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
I don't know what you mean.
And I don't know what you need.
You tell yourself you're not quite what you seem.
But, one more chance and you will be redeemed.
Today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
Today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
Today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
Today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
Today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
The sun hits your face, wide open space.
Forest is bare, cut everywhere.
There's no one around, just the faces and clouds
and a heart that's breaking.
You're not exactly where you're supposed to be,
but tomorrow don't allow for guarantee.
So, today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
Today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
Chasing the crowd, all twisted around.
It's not what you lost, it's what you've found.
Eyes of a child, it's getting harder to smile.
You're an angel on these streets.
You tell yourself you're not quite what you seem.
But, one more chance and you will be redeemed.
Oh, today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
Today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
I don't know what you mean.
And I don't know what you need.
You tell yourself you're not quite what you seem.
But, one more chance and you will be redeemed.
Today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
Today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
Today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
Today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
Today, today, today is the greatest day.
Today is the greatest day.
R KELLY LYRICS - (Sex) Love Is What We Makin'
"(Sex) Love Is What We Makin'"
I touch you
You wake
All the love that we’ve been making
I can not believe that its goin on the 3rd day
No need for a clock
Cuz baby girl we wont stop
Got me wantin to keep on goin
Every since the pants drop
[Hook]
We been making out for a quite while
Unbelievable how we drive each other wild
It don’t make no sense
This is heaven sent
You have put a spell on me
[Chorus]
I want
Sex in the morning
Sex in the evening
Sex in the noon day
Even when we sleeping
I want sex on all the holidays
And every single weekend
Baby girl its okay because love is what we making
We’ll take our time
Cuz girl we got our whole life
Your sex is incredible it’s goin on the 12th night
Girl anytime any place in the world
And I will satisfy your body ways unheard
[Hook]
[Chorus]
All the way through the night babe
Straight through to the morning time
Girl tonight I vow to keep your body satisfied
Let’s keep on goin babe
Until night comes again
Let’s keep it consistent
There’s no such thing as us stopping
Your body on top of my body every single night
I wanna hear you scream
I wanna hear you sing to me
[Chorus]
[Repeat til end]
I touch you
You wake
All the love that we’ve been making
I can not believe that its goin on the 3rd day
No need for a clock
Cuz baby girl we wont stop
Got me wantin to keep on goin
Every since the pants drop
[Hook]
We been making out for a quite while
Unbelievable how we drive each other wild
It don’t make no sense
This is heaven sent
You have put a spell on me
[Chorus]
I want
Sex in the morning
Sex in the evening
Sex in the noon day
Even when we sleeping
I want sex on all the holidays
And every single weekend
Baby girl its okay because love is what we making
We’ll take our time
Cuz girl we got our whole life
Your sex is incredible it’s goin on the 12th night
Girl anytime any place in the world
And I will satisfy your body ways unheard
[Hook]
[Chorus]
All the way through the night babe
Straight through to the morning time
Girl tonight I vow to keep your body satisfied
Let’s keep on goin babe
Until night comes again
Let’s keep it consistent
There’s no such thing as us stopping
Your body on top of my body every single night
I wanna hear you scream
I wanna hear you sing to me
[Chorus]
[Repeat til end]
TREY SONGZ LYRICS - Make It Rain
"Make It Rain"
[Verse 1]
I'm going thru amagia girl I cant wait to see ya just let the bottom magit I'm feeling like a adic you need a little touch up to help you go to sleep sugar I'm about to pull up buzz the gate for me I step up in the door stumbling from all this sippin I pull you to the flow you hide from all the kissing ooo I know you with it so lets take it slow I bought you a ticket baby I'm gone do the show
[Bridge]
Baby you the juice watch me be the gin hit it like a nigga who just got up out the pin from the flow to the kitchen kitchen to the bathroom bathroom to the shower take it and bring it back in a hour oh
[Chorus]
I'm in my zone tonite I'm feeling all rite got this wine and ah plus I got the hee hee and a wee hee and I'm feeling like a soilder going thru your love and you like when I hold ya girl I wanna oh
Make it rain tonite and I talkin bout no money girl I'mma make it rain tonite and I aint quitin till I get it rite get rite
[Verse 2]
Now baby stand up put yo hands against the wall while I kiss down yo spine I'm sure you know where I go from here and I know you feel when I'm kissin and you kiddin and I know you you dont be trippen
when I step inside your life datz wat a do I'll do wat you like the closer I get to you I said it keeps on getting better and I love when were together oh oh
[Bridge]
Baby you the juice watch me be the gin hit it like a nigga who just got up out the pin from the flow to the kitchen kitchen to the bathroom bathroom to the shower take it and bring it back in a hour oh
[Chorus]
I'm in my zone tonite I'm feeling all rite got this wine and ah plus I got the hee hee and a wee hee and I'm feeling like a soilder going thru your love and you like when I hold ya girl I wanna oh
Make it rain tonite and I talkin bout no money girl I'mma make it rain tonite and I aint quitin till I get it rite get rite
[Verse 3]
baby your baby your baby your your love so sweet imma push I'mma push I'mma push your feet till you beg (me for more) and it hurts (to let me go) she say T-r-e-y songz your the king of the world [x2]
[Chorus]
I'm in my zone tonite I'm feeling all rite got this wine and ah plus I got the hee hee and a wee hee and I'm feeling like a soilder going thru your love and you like when I hold ya girl I wanna oh
Make it rain tonite and I talkin bout no money girl I'mma make it rain tonite and I aint quitin till I get it rite get rite
[Talk]
Ugh see baby when I hit your phone and I tell you I'm comming thru you know wat it do comming and give you what you missin your love description girl your love is drippin (t-r-e-y songz your da king of the world) make it rain tonite (so close yo eyes and imagine the best love you ever had ugh)
She say T-r-e-y Songz your the king of the world
[Verse 1]
I'm going thru amagia girl I cant wait to see ya just let the bottom magit I'm feeling like a adic you need a little touch up to help you go to sleep sugar I'm about to pull up buzz the gate for me I step up in the door stumbling from all this sippin I pull you to the flow you hide from all the kissing ooo I know you with it so lets take it slow I bought you a ticket baby I'm gone do the show
[Bridge]
Baby you the juice watch me be the gin hit it like a nigga who just got up out the pin from the flow to the kitchen kitchen to the bathroom bathroom to the shower take it and bring it back in a hour oh
[Chorus]
I'm in my zone tonite I'm feeling all rite got this wine and ah plus I got the hee hee and a wee hee and I'm feeling like a soilder going thru your love and you like when I hold ya girl I wanna oh
Make it rain tonite and I talkin bout no money girl I'mma make it rain tonite and I aint quitin till I get it rite get rite
[Verse 2]
Now baby stand up put yo hands against the wall while I kiss down yo spine I'm sure you know where I go from here and I know you feel when I'm kissin and you kiddin and I know you you dont be trippen
when I step inside your life datz wat a do I'll do wat you like the closer I get to you I said it keeps on getting better and I love when were together oh oh
[Bridge]
Baby you the juice watch me be the gin hit it like a nigga who just got up out the pin from the flow to the kitchen kitchen to the bathroom bathroom to the shower take it and bring it back in a hour oh
[Chorus]
I'm in my zone tonite I'm feeling all rite got this wine and ah plus I got the hee hee and a wee hee and I'm feeling like a soilder going thru your love and you like when I hold ya girl I wanna oh
Make it rain tonite and I talkin bout no money girl I'mma make it rain tonite and I aint quitin till I get it rite get rite
[Verse 3]
baby your baby your baby your your love so sweet imma push I'mma push I'mma push your feet till you beg (me for more) and it hurts (to let me go) she say T-r-e-y songz your the king of the world [x2]
[Chorus]
I'm in my zone tonite I'm feeling all rite got this wine and ah plus I got the hee hee and a wee hee and I'm feeling like a soilder going thru your love and you like when I hold ya girl I wanna oh
Make it rain tonite and I talkin bout no money girl I'mma make it rain tonite and I aint quitin till I get it rite get rite
[Talk]
Ugh see baby when I hit your phone and I tell you I'm comming thru you know wat it do comming and give you what you missin your love description girl your love is drippin (t-r-e-y songz your da king of the world) make it rain tonite (so close yo eyes and imagine the best love you ever had ugh)
She say T-r-e-y Songz your the king of the world
MURPHY LEE LYRICS - Cool Wit It
"Cool Wit It"
(feat. Nelly, Ali, Kyjuan)
[Kyjuan]
This is Cadillac Mack haha ha
Seville Appeal
Luv rollin the L doggs
9 papers
[Verse 1 - Kyjuan]
Ayyo I'm laid back and humble, yeah I'm cool wit it
Kinda hungry, give me a salad and a soup wit it
Aint no need for extra rolls, Sue comes wit it
Baby girl behind the counter lookin' cool wit
She got a fat ass, I know I went to school wit it
She was the type that said I wouldn't know what to do wit it
I kick that Willie Bo Bo aqua suit wit it, went trough wit it
Got her number, she ain't it so I'm through wit it
I let Pooh hit it, he let the crew hit it
Hold on lil' derrty, for two minutes
I think I left my herb man I ain't cool wit it
Murph Derrt say he got me now I'm cool wit it
I make a lotta dough, pay a lotta pay dues wit it
Pimpin' already, now I got the juice in it
I got the grey Vokal wit the blue in it
Loose, new, blue, fitted, I'm so cool wit it
[Hook - Kyjuan & (Ali)]
Ali, you cool wit it?
(Ayyo I'm cool wit it)
Well is you cool wit it?
(Fo' sho I'm cool wit it)
You sure you cool wit it?
(Definitely cool wit it)
'K
(Kyjuan let me show you really I am)
[Moshay]
Sooooo
Oh oh oooh
Wit it, wit it
[Verse 2 - Ali]
Ayyo Nas was talkin' but I was cool wit it
DMX said summin but I was cool wit it
KRS was speakin but I was cool wit it
And I ain't even gon trip nigga I'm cool wit it
We gon rep us to the fullest hope you cool wit it
Lunatic's for the culture is you cool wit it?
If sauce, stand up yell out yep I'm cool wit it
Yo mo Leezy Nell, I'm done come act a fool wit it
[Verse 3 - Nelly]
I woke up at 9:30, I was cool wit it
I said damn it's kinda early but I'm cool wit it
I had a message on my celly I'm like who did it?
Turns out, it was this chick I'd like to 'ooh' wit it
Now I'm tryin' to figure out if I'ma fool wit it
She used to be the cheerrleader type, school spirrit
You know the pom-poms, back flips, split wit it
I know a lot of niggaz tried but they didn't get it
Or maybe they had the game they just didn't spit it
Or they won't admit it, cuz they carry too much pride in it
I like to slide in it, flip it and dip it and take a ride in it
Hide in it, might flight glide in it
You know I did it, cuz I'm cool wit it
A lot of niggaz talkin' shit but I'm cool wit it
Walk in a party, lotta gawkin' but I'm cool wit it
Look outside, see what I'm parkin? you can't fool wit it
[Nelly]
Not at all
You can't fool wit none of that young mate
Why is you trippin of the 24 Escalade
Powdered baby blue wit the Gucci Lou interior
A-HA! slide on young playa
Just be cool wit yo losses
A-HA! Pimp Juice
[Hook - Nelly & (Murphy Lee)]
Yo Murph, you cool wit it?
(Yeah man I'm cool wit it)
But is you cool wit it?
(Yeah derrty I'm cool wit it)
You sure you really cool wit it?
(Yeah man I'm cool wit it
Pimp Juice let me show you really I am)
[Moshay]
Sooooo
Oh oh oooh
Wit it, wit it
[Verse 4 - Murphy Lee]
Look, Look
I got my mama a new house and she cool wit it
I grew up and had to bounce so she cool wit it
Baby sister got a car and she cool wit it
'Cause she work and go to school so I'm cool wit it
My granny don't like rap but she cool wit it
'Cause as long as I got a job then she cool wit it
To my grandaddy name and he cool wit it
Told me boy don't blow yo money and be cool wit it
So in other words derrty don't be a fool wit it
He said don't wind up in the motherfuckin news wit it
And help the family when you can and they cool wit it
Separate the hatas from the friends and be cool wit it
I'm Murph Dert mu'fucka I'm so cool wit it
I send raps on ice cause I'm cool wit it
And erry scene I be in I be cool wit it
Pull up in the yellow Benz thing cuz I'm cool wit it
[Hook - St. Lunatics]
[M] Nelly you cool wit it
[N] Ali you cool wit it?
[A] Kyjuan's cool wit it
[K] Murphy cool wit it
[M] City Spud cool wit it
[K] And Slo cool too
[M] Party people
Lemme show you how really cool we am
[Moshay]
Sooooo
Oh oh oooh
Wit it, wit it
[Murphy Lee]
Ay Slo you cool wit it?..
Ay Spud you cool wit it?..
Haha Ay Coach you cool wit it?...
[Saxophone solo]
(feat. Nelly, Ali, Kyjuan)
[Kyjuan]
This is Cadillac Mack haha ha
Seville Appeal
Luv rollin the L doggs
9 papers
[Verse 1 - Kyjuan]
Ayyo I'm laid back and humble, yeah I'm cool wit it
Kinda hungry, give me a salad and a soup wit it
Aint no need for extra rolls, Sue comes wit it
Baby girl behind the counter lookin' cool wit
She got a fat ass, I know I went to school wit it
She was the type that said I wouldn't know what to do wit it
I kick that Willie Bo Bo aqua suit wit it, went trough wit it
Got her number, she ain't it so I'm through wit it
I let Pooh hit it, he let the crew hit it
Hold on lil' derrty, for two minutes
I think I left my herb man I ain't cool wit it
Murph Derrt say he got me now I'm cool wit it
I make a lotta dough, pay a lotta pay dues wit it
Pimpin' already, now I got the juice in it
I got the grey Vokal wit the blue in it
Loose, new, blue, fitted, I'm so cool wit it
[Hook - Kyjuan & (Ali)]
Ali, you cool wit it?
(Ayyo I'm cool wit it)
Well is you cool wit it?
(Fo' sho I'm cool wit it)
You sure you cool wit it?
(Definitely cool wit it)
'K
(Kyjuan let me show you really I am)
[Moshay]
Sooooo
Oh oh oooh
Wit it, wit it
[Verse 2 - Ali]
Ayyo Nas was talkin' but I was cool wit it
DMX said summin but I was cool wit it
KRS was speakin but I was cool wit it
And I ain't even gon trip nigga I'm cool wit it
We gon rep us to the fullest hope you cool wit it
Lunatic's for the culture is you cool wit it?
If sauce, stand up yell out yep I'm cool wit it
Yo mo Leezy Nell, I'm done come act a fool wit it
[Verse 3 - Nelly]
I woke up at 9:30, I was cool wit it
I said damn it's kinda early but I'm cool wit it
I had a message on my celly I'm like who did it?
Turns out, it was this chick I'd like to 'ooh' wit it
Now I'm tryin' to figure out if I'ma fool wit it
She used to be the cheerrleader type, school spirrit
You know the pom-poms, back flips, split wit it
I know a lot of niggaz tried but they didn't get it
Or maybe they had the game they just didn't spit it
Or they won't admit it, cuz they carry too much pride in it
I like to slide in it, flip it and dip it and take a ride in it
Hide in it, might flight glide in it
You know I did it, cuz I'm cool wit it
A lot of niggaz talkin' shit but I'm cool wit it
Walk in a party, lotta gawkin' but I'm cool wit it
Look outside, see what I'm parkin? you can't fool wit it
[Nelly]
Not at all
You can't fool wit none of that young mate
Why is you trippin of the 24 Escalade
Powdered baby blue wit the Gucci Lou interior
A-HA! slide on young playa
Just be cool wit yo losses
A-HA! Pimp Juice
[Hook - Nelly & (Murphy Lee)]
Yo Murph, you cool wit it?
(Yeah man I'm cool wit it)
But is you cool wit it?
(Yeah derrty I'm cool wit it)
You sure you really cool wit it?
(Yeah man I'm cool wit it
Pimp Juice let me show you really I am)
[Moshay]
Sooooo
Oh oh oooh
Wit it, wit it
[Verse 4 - Murphy Lee]
Look, Look
I got my mama a new house and she cool wit it
I grew up and had to bounce so she cool wit it
Baby sister got a car and she cool wit it
'Cause she work and go to school so I'm cool wit it
My granny don't like rap but she cool wit it
'Cause as long as I got a job then she cool wit it
To my grandaddy name and he cool wit it
Told me boy don't blow yo money and be cool wit it
So in other words derrty don't be a fool wit it
He said don't wind up in the motherfuckin news wit it
And help the family when you can and they cool wit it
Separate the hatas from the friends and be cool wit it
I'm Murph Dert mu'fucka I'm so cool wit it
I send raps on ice cause I'm cool wit it
And erry scene I be in I be cool wit it
Pull up in the yellow Benz thing cuz I'm cool wit it
[Hook - St. Lunatics]
[M] Nelly you cool wit it
[N] Ali you cool wit it?
[A] Kyjuan's cool wit it
[K] Murphy cool wit it
[M] City Spud cool wit it
[K] And Slo cool too
[M] Party people
Lemme show you how really cool we am
[Moshay]
Sooooo
Oh oh oooh
Wit it, wit it
[Murphy Lee]
Ay Slo you cool wit it?..
Ay Spud you cool wit it?..
Haha Ay Coach you cool wit it?...
[Saxophone solo]
SCOOTER LYRICS - Nessaja
"Nessaja"
[Pitched voice:] Always lived my life alone,
Been searching for the place called home.
I know that I've been cold as ice,
Ignored the dreams, too many lies.
Somewhere deep inside, Somewhere deep inside me,
I found... the child I used to be
And I know that it's not too late
Never too late...
3 AM!
The painted cow!
Hiaaaaa!!
You ain't stoppin` us now!
Wonderful human beings
Yeah! I am the Junglist souldier.
Come On! The rocket launcher stops ya.
It's not a bird, it's not a plane
It must be Dave who`s on the train
Wanna wanna get'cha, gonna gonna get'cha
Tell them that I told ya
YEAH!
[Pitched voice:] Always lived my life alone,
Been searching for the place called home.
I know that I've been cold as ice,
Ignored the dreams, too many lies.
Somewhere deep inside,
Somewhere deep inside me,
I found... the child I used to be
And I know that it's not too late
Never too late...
Allright
Are you ready? It's not a game.
I chant so much, I turn you insane.
Wanna wanna get'cha, gonna gonna get'cha
Messing up the area
YEAH!
Come On!
I am the freshman
Messing up the jam!
Turning up the stereo
Join the caravan
Skippy, the rain won`t come!
[Pitched voice:] Somewhere deep inside,
Somewhere deep inside me,
I found... the child I used to be
And I know that it's not too late
Never too late...
[Pitched voice:] Always lived my life alone,
Been searching for the place called home.
I know that I've been cold as ice,
Ignored the dreams, too many lies.
Somewhere deep inside, Somewhere deep inside me,
I found... the child I used to be
And I know that it's not too late
Never too late...
3 AM!
The painted cow!
Hiaaaaa!!
You ain't stoppin` us now!
Wonderful human beings
Yeah! I am the Junglist souldier.
Come On! The rocket launcher stops ya.
It's not a bird, it's not a plane
It must be Dave who`s on the train
Wanna wanna get'cha, gonna gonna get'cha
Tell them that I told ya
YEAH!
[Pitched voice:] Always lived my life alone,
Been searching for the place called home.
I know that I've been cold as ice,
Ignored the dreams, too many lies.
Somewhere deep inside,
Somewhere deep inside me,
I found... the child I used to be
And I know that it's not too late
Never too late...
Allright
Are you ready? It's not a game.
I chant so much, I turn you insane.
Wanna wanna get'cha, gonna gonna get'cha
Messing up the area
YEAH!
Come On!
I am the freshman
Messing up the jam!
Turning up the stereo
Join the caravan
Skippy, the rain won`t come!
[Pitched voice:] Somewhere deep inside,
Somewhere deep inside me,
I found... the child I used to be
And I know that it's not too late
Never too late...
NAS LYRICS - Proclamation
"Proclamation"
This is my openin scripture - I've been preparin this album
my whole life, might be uncomfortable for most you listeners
Satin's bombardin me with propositions, but I decline
I started in the Bridge without a pot to piss in
I overcame all the opposition
My teachers told that I'd a broken mayne on a cot in prison
Cloaked in the finest drapes, not bathe in napes
But we still filthy, Supreme Court say we still guilty
This is the Genesis, and I don't even see a worthy arch nemesis
I get loose like the Jena Six, they put a noose on 'Pac
now I'm defendin Vic, and free that nigger TIP
I'd take the grave or a bid
to let some dirty clan members run up in my crib
and plant cracks on the man that's goin to church
Plants packs on the man that's goin to work
and build cases, meanwhile they daddies and they brothers
is recruitin all my brothers and cousins to fill bases
The nerve of y'all to call Escobar racist
Nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger hatred
This is my openin scripture - I've been preparin this album
my whole life, might be uncomfortable for most you listeners
Satin's bombardin me with propositions, but I decline
I started in the Bridge without a pot to piss in
I overcame all the opposition
My teachers told that I'd a broken mayne on a cot in prison
Cloaked in the finest drapes, not bathe in napes
But we still filthy, Supreme Court say we still guilty
This is the Genesis, and I don't even see a worthy arch nemesis
I get loose like the Jena Six, they put a noose on 'Pac
now I'm defendin Vic, and free that nigger TIP
I'd take the grave or a bid
to let some dirty clan members run up in my crib
and plant cracks on the man that's goin to church
Plants packs on the man that's goin to work
and build cases, meanwhile they daddies and they brothers
is recruitin all my brothers and cousins to fill bases
The nerve of y'all to call Escobar racist
Nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger hatred
TIMBALAND LYRICS - Fat Rabbit
"Fat Rabbit"
(feat. Ludichris)
[Ludichris - Verse One]
I be that nigga named Ludi
a k a L-O-V-A L-O-V-A
Fuck that shit
Nigga what you wan say one time
Southside let's ride (say what)
And if you love what you do, do what you feel
Then I know you gonna mark my words
Yall drop shit like birds
Then it's about the time for yo ass to get served
Just lay it on down
Just lay it on down
While we relax to the tight raps
And the phat tracks
That that nigga Timbaland put down
Oh yes, let's get it on down to the nitty grit
Don't have no time for the patient
Cuz I got more dick than a lil' bit
And time flies, when I'm havin' fun
I can make a hoe get like Forrest Gump and just "run baby run"
I guess that they can't handle this
Brothers just to scandalous
If you don't wanna get freaked
then get out my way like an ambulance (say what)
Gitty up gitty up ride up on the real, let death to the fake
And tell you boyfriend just to chill, don't playa hate
Kick back relax, and just take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea
[Timbaland (Crowds) - CHORUS]
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That-that rabbit (ohhh, c'mon)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
Fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That-that fat rabbit (uh oh)
[Ludichris - Verse Two]
Fatter than fat facts like a dove sack
Showin' them where that love's at
So open up your eyes and get a surprise like in CrackerJacks
Punan' Don happy
Givin' up that nappy dug out
Get the cut up, then I cut out
Why you standin there wit yo' butt out (whoo)
And it's always in the back of my mind
Wherever the place, whenever the time
Even in College Park, after dark, I'ma get my sunshine
Closer than close, closer than most, then I'm all up in ya
Beginner, give me a thigh, breast, and wing like Ms. Winner
And let dinner be served
Can I get it on a platter, shatter your bladder
and put so much light in yo' life I'll make the roaches scatter
The wetta the betta, I'm ready to get ya
Gotta have rabbit like that cheddar
So I can freak ya like I just met ya
Hot like a sauna, get comfy like in a Cadillac
Nick nack paddy wack give a dog a bone Jack
Kick back relax and just take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea
[Timbaland (Crowds) - CHORUS TWO]
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
That-that rabbit, girl (ohhh, c'mon)
Let me touch it, girl (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
Fat rabbit, girl (fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it, girl (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
That-that fat rabbit, girl (uh oh)
[Ludichris]
Yo' love is supa-cala-fragalistic
You don't know how bad I missed it
If it broke then don't fix it
Yo stuff is butta like a biscuit
Reminisce like Mary
I gotta pop that cherry
Kinda like that coochie
You wanna be my hoochie
Better than my advesary
Don't be so scary
I, never thought that you could act up
Make a nigga wanna back up
Keep it tight through the night while I wet this track up
So we can slip and slide
Make you wanna dip and dive
Trippin' while we rip and ride
Til I get to the coming side
Got you where I want yo ass
In the case of an emergency, break the glass
Keep yo eyes on the President, erase the past
We be happy if we had more blunts to pass
Get done up and run up
And the guts of yo butt don't shake like they used to
I wake 'em up like a rooster
Take it slow, not faster than a turbo rooster
No worry, no hurry
No pain, no gain
Keep yo eyes on strain
Cuz ain't a damn thing changed
Kick back, relax and take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea
[Repeat CHORUS TWO]
[Crowds]
Let me touch it, let me touch it
Let me feel it, let me feel it
Let me grab it, let me grab it
Fat rabbit, fat rabbit
[repeat x4]
[Timbaland]
Wha, uh huh
Yea
Dirty South, can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast, feel me
Dirty South, can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast, feel me
Dirty South, (uh huh) can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast
(feat. Ludichris)
[Ludichris - Verse One]
I be that nigga named Ludi
a k a L-O-V-A L-O-V-A
Fuck that shit
Nigga what you wan say one time
Southside let's ride (say what)
And if you love what you do, do what you feel
Then I know you gonna mark my words
Yall drop shit like birds
Then it's about the time for yo ass to get served
Just lay it on down
Just lay it on down
While we relax to the tight raps
And the phat tracks
That that nigga Timbaland put down
Oh yes, let's get it on down to the nitty grit
Don't have no time for the patient
Cuz I got more dick than a lil' bit
And time flies, when I'm havin' fun
I can make a hoe get like Forrest Gump and just "run baby run"
I guess that they can't handle this
Brothers just to scandalous
If you don't wanna get freaked
then get out my way like an ambulance (say what)
Gitty up gitty up ride up on the real, let death to the fake
And tell you boyfriend just to chill, don't playa hate
Kick back relax, and just take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea
[Timbaland (Crowds) - CHORUS]
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That-that rabbit (ohhh, c'mon)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
Fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That-that fat rabbit (uh oh)
[Ludichris - Verse Two]
Fatter than fat facts like a dove sack
Showin' them where that love's at
So open up your eyes and get a surprise like in CrackerJacks
Punan' Don happy
Givin' up that nappy dug out
Get the cut up, then I cut out
Why you standin there wit yo' butt out (whoo)
And it's always in the back of my mind
Wherever the place, whenever the time
Even in College Park, after dark, I'ma get my sunshine
Closer than close, closer than most, then I'm all up in ya
Beginner, give me a thigh, breast, and wing like Ms. Winner
And let dinner be served
Can I get it on a platter, shatter your bladder
and put so much light in yo' life I'll make the roaches scatter
The wetta the betta, I'm ready to get ya
Gotta have rabbit like that cheddar
So I can freak ya like I just met ya
Hot like a sauna, get comfy like in a Cadillac
Nick nack paddy wack give a dog a bone Jack
Kick back relax and just take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea
[Timbaland (Crowds) - CHORUS TWO]
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
That-that rabbit, girl (ohhh, c'mon)
Let me touch it, girl (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
Fat rabbit, girl (fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it, girl (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
That-that fat rabbit, girl (uh oh)
[Ludichris]
Yo' love is supa-cala-fragalistic
You don't know how bad I missed it
If it broke then don't fix it
Yo stuff is butta like a biscuit
Reminisce like Mary
I gotta pop that cherry
Kinda like that coochie
You wanna be my hoochie
Better than my advesary
Don't be so scary
I, never thought that you could act up
Make a nigga wanna back up
Keep it tight through the night while I wet this track up
So we can slip and slide
Make you wanna dip and dive
Trippin' while we rip and ride
Til I get to the coming side
Got you where I want yo ass
In the case of an emergency, break the glass
Keep yo eyes on the President, erase the past
We be happy if we had more blunts to pass
Get done up and run up
And the guts of yo butt don't shake like they used to
I wake 'em up like a rooster
Take it slow, not faster than a turbo rooster
No worry, no hurry
No pain, no gain
Keep yo eyes on strain
Cuz ain't a damn thing changed
Kick back, relax and take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea
[Repeat CHORUS TWO]
[Crowds]
Let me touch it, let me touch it
Let me feel it, let me feel it
Let me grab it, let me grab it
Fat rabbit, fat rabbit
[repeat x4]
[Timbaland]
Wha, uh huh
Yea
Dirty South, can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast, feel me
Dirty South, can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast, feel me
Dirty South, (uh huh) can y'all really feel me
East Coast, feel me
West Coast
SALT 'N' PEPA LYRICS - Somebody's Gettin' On My Nerves
"Somebody's Gettin' On My Nerves"
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Show-show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got...
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Now I've got this real phat attitude because of all the hype
Jealous-ass rappers broke as hell trying to play me on the mic
So test my respect, mess around, yeah, bitch, jump up and get beat down
Now Salt shorty, light-skinned, sexy, and your man know
I got him screamin' like a hooker in the front row
So you better check my record, better yet, bum
My name is super for a record, check my platinum album
It's not meant for you to do
You even sound wack when you try to check the mic (one, two, one, two)
But wait I'm not through, how you livin' sayin' old rhymes tryin' to get new?
You don't work like the two to make hip-hop
So you can talk until your big, suckin' lips pop
The next time you try to play me, you might catch a fist to the nose, ho
So there you go
You hear talk about Pep around the way gettin' skeezed
(Yo, me and my man was with Pepa last night, yo...) Nigga, please
You couldn't hump me if my first name was Cooty Cat
Your little jimmy can't even hold your zipper back
Why don't you tell the story right, man?
The only skins you ever hit was the skins on your right hand
You rolled up on me in your man's Beemer
And I could look at you and tell you was a meat-beatin' daydreamer
You put the window down tryin' to act real slick
And started smilin' like a hooker with a bag of tricks
You stuck your hand out the window trying to show me gold
Your forty-second street Rolex was kinda old
I wrote a number, and I know you thought you'd get humped
But it was Dial-A-Date 1-900-CHUMP
So why you runnin' around town playin' Jeopardy?
Get off my bra-strap, boy, stop sweatin' me
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Now somebody's gettin' on my nerves, and I'm wrecked to get crazy
It never fails to amaze me
How people never miss a possip and just believe the gossip
Instead of finding out the truth of what's up
It's got my nostrils flairin'
I'd be a fool if I believe half of the dumb shit I be hearing
Cuz ev'rytime I meet a guy that's got it goin' on
One of my jealous girlfriends gotta find something that's wrong
If he's not drivin' a Benz or Beemer then he's bummy
Or he's sellin' buddah if he's got plenty of money
Now ask me why, I don't know why or well or what the hell
So breakin' up the code because I'm someone's??
I've got enough problems of my own
To sit up on the phone talkin' about on who he's gettin' bone
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve...
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Show-show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got...
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Now I've got this real phat attitude because of all the hype
Jealous-ass rappers broke as hell trying to play me on the mic
So test my respect, mess around, yeah, bitch, jump up and get beat down
Now Salt shorty, light-skinned, sexy, and your man know
I got him screamin' like a hooker in the front row
So you better check my record, better yet, bum
My name is super for a record, check my platinum album
It's not meant for you to do
You even sound wack when you try to check the mic (one, two, one, two)
But wait I'm not through, how you livin' sayin' old rhymes tryin' to get new?
You don't work like the two to make hip-hop
So you can talk until your big, suckin' lips pop
The next time you try to play me, you might catch a fist to the nose, ho
So there you go
You hear talk about Pep around the way gettin' skeezed
(Yo, me and my man was with Pepa last night, yo...) Nigga, please
You couldn't hump me if my first name was Cooty Cat
Your little jimmy can't even hold your zipper back
Why don't you tell the story right, man?
The only skins you ever hit was the skins on your right hand
You rolled up on me in your man's Beemer
And I could look at you and tell you was a meat-beatin' daydreamer
You put the window down tryin' to act real slick
And started smilin' like a hooker with a bag of tricks
You stuck your hand out the window trying to show me gold
Your forty-second street Rolex was kinda old
I wrote a number, and I know you thought you'd get humped
But it was Dial-A-Date 1-900-CHUMP
So why you runnin' around town playin' Jeopardy?
Get off my bra-strap, boy, stop sweatin' me
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Now somebody's gettin' on my nerves, and I'm wrecked to get crazy
It never fails to amaze me
How people never miss a possip and just believe the gossip
Instead of finding out the truth of what's up
It's got my nostrils flairin'
I'd be a fool if I believe half of the dumb shit I be hearing
Cuz ev'rytime I meet a guy that's got it goin' on
One of my jealous girlfriends gotta find something that's wrong
If he's not drivin' a Benz or Beemer then he's bummy
Or he's sellin' buddah if he's got plenty of money
Now ask me why, I don't know why or well or what the hell
So breakin' up the code because I'm someone's??
I've got enough problems of my own
To sit up on the phone talkin' about on who he's gettin' bone
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve...
SALT 'N' PEPA LYRICS - Somebody's Gettin' On My Nerves
"Somebody's Gettin' On My Nerves"
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Show-show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got...
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Now I've got this real phat attitude because of all the hype
Jealous-ass rappers broke as hell trying to play me on the mic
So test my respect, mess around, yeah, bitch, jump up and get beat down
Now Salt shorty, light-skinned, sexy, and your man know
I got him screamin' like a hooker in the front row
So you better check my record, better yet, bum
My name is super for a record, check my platinum album
It's not meant for you to do
You even sound wack when you try to check the mic (one, two, one, two)
But wait I'm not through, how you livin' sayin' old rhymes tryin' to get new?
You don't work like the two to make hip-hop
So you can talk until your big, suckin' lips pop
The next time you try to play me, you might catch a fist to the nose, ho
So there you go
You hear talk about Pep around the way gettin' skeezed
(Yo, me and my man was with Pepa last night, yo...) Nigga, please
You couldn't hump me if my first name was Cooty Cat
Your little jimmy can't even hold your zipper back
Why don't you tell the story right, man?
The only skins you ever hit was the skins on your right hand
You rolled up on me in your man's Beemer
And I could look at you and tell you was a meat-beatin' daydreamer
You put the window down tryin' to act real slick
And started smilin' like a hooker with a bag of tricks
You stuck your hand out the window trying to show me gold
Your forty-second street Rolex was kinda old
I wrote a number, and I know you thought you'd get humped
But it was Dial-A-Date 1-900-CHUMP
So why you runnin' around town playin' Jeopardy?
Get off my bra-strap, boy, stop sweatin' me
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Now somebody's gettin' on my nerves, and I'm wrecked to get crazy
It never fails to amaze me
How people never miss a possip and just believe the gossip
Instead of finding out the truth of what's up
It's got my nostrils flairin'
I'd be a fool if I believe half of the dumb shit I be hearing
Cuz ev'rytime I meet a guy that's got it goin' on
One of my jealous girlfriends gotta find something that's wrong
If he's not drivin' a Benz or Beemer then he's bummy
Or he's sellin' buddah if he's got plenty of money
Now ask me why, I don't know why or well or what the hell
So breakin' up the code because I'm someone's??
I've got enough problems of my own
To sit up on the phone talkin' about on who he's gettin' bone
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve...
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Show-show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got...
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Now I've got this real phat attitude because of all the hype
Jealous-ass rappers broke as hell trying to play me on the mic
So test my respect, mess around, yeah, bitch, jump up and get beat down
Now Salt shorty, light-skinned, sexy, and your man know
I got him screamin' like a hooker in the front row
So you better check my record, better yet, bum
My name is super for a record, check my platinum album
It's not meant for you to do
You even sound wack when you try to check the mic (one, two, one, two)
But wait I'm not through, how you livin' sayin' old rhymes tryin' to get new?
You don't work like the two to make hip-hop
So you can talk until your big, suckin' lips pop
The next time you try to play me, you might catch a fist to the nose, ho
So there you go
You hear talk about Pep around the way gettin' skeezed
(Yo, me and my man was with Pepa last night, yo...) Nigga, please
You couldn't hump me if my first name was Cooty Cat
Your little jimmy can't even hold your zipper back
Why don't you tell the story right, man?
The only skins you ever hit was the skins on your right hand
You rolled up on me in your man's Beemer
And I could look at you and tell you was a meat-beatin' daydreamer
You put the window down tryin' to act real slick
And started smilin' like a hooker with a bag of tricks
You stuck your hand out the window trying to show me gold
Your forty-second street Rolex was kinda old
I wrote a number, and I know you thought you'd get humped
But it was Dial-A-Date 1-900-CHUMP
So why you runnin' around town playin' Jeopardy?
Get off my bra-strap, boy, stop sweatin' me
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Now somebody's gettin' on my nerves, and I'm wrecked to get crazy
It never fails to amaze me
How people never miss a possip and just believe the gossip
Instead of finding out the truth of what's up
It's got my nostrils flairin'
I'd be a fool if I believe half of the dumb shit I be hearing
Cuz ev'rytime I meet a guy that's got it goin' on
One of my jealous girlfriends gotta find something that's wrong
If he's not drivin' a Benz or Beemer then he's bummy
Or he's sellin' buddah if he's got plenty of money
Now ask me why, I don't know why or well or what the hell
So breakin' up the code because I'm someone's??
I've got enough problems of my own
To sit up on the phone talkin' about on who he's gettin' bone
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve...
SALT 'N' PEPA LYRICS - Somebody's Gettin' On My Nerves
"Somebody's Gettin' On My Nerves"
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Show-show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got...
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Now I've got this real phat attitude because of all the hype
Jealous-ass rappers broke as hell trying to play me on the mic
So test my respect, mess around, yeah, bitch, jump up and get beat down
Now Salt shorty, light-skinned, sexy, and your man know
I got him screamin' like a hooker in the front row
So you better check my record, better yet, bum
My name is super for a record, check my platinum album
It's not meant for you to do
You even sound wack when you try to check the mic (one, two, one, two)
But wait I'm not through, how you livin' sayin' old rhymes tryin' to get new?
You don't work like the two to make hip-hop
So you can talk until your big, suckin' lips pop
The next time you try to play me, you might catch a fist to the nose, ho
So there you go
You hear talk about Pep around the way gettin' skeezed
(Yo, me and my man was with Pepa last night, yo...) Nigga, please
You couldn't hump me if my first name was Cooty Cat
Your little jimmy can't even hold your zipper back
Why don't you tell the story right, man?
The only skins you ever hit was the skins on your right hand
You rolled up on me in your man's Beemer
And I could look at you and tell you was a meat-beatin' daydreamer
You put the window down tryin' to act real slick
And started smilin' like a hooker with a bag of tricks
You stuck your hand out the window trying to show me gold
Your forty-second street Rolex was kinda old
I wrote a number, and I know you thought you'd get humped
But it was Dial-A-Date 1-900-CHUMP
So why you runnin' around town playin' Jeopardy?
Get off my bra-strap, boy, stop sweatin' me
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Now somebody's gettin' on my nerves, and I'm wrecked to get crazy
It never fails to amaze me
How people never miss a possip and just believe the gossip
Instead of finding out the truth of what's up
It's got my nostrils flairin'
I'd be a fool if I believe half of the dumb shit I be hearing
Cuz ev'rytime I meet a guy that's got it goin' on
One of my jealous girlfriends gotta find something that's wrong
If he's not drivin' a Benz or Beemer then he's bummy
Or he's sellin' buddah if he's got plenty of money
Now ask me why, I don't know why or well or what the hell
So breakin' up the code because I'm someone's??
I've got enough problems of my own
To sit up on the phone talkin' about on who he's gettin' bone
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve...
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Show-show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got...
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Now I've got this real phat attitude because of all the hype
Jealous-ass rappers broke as hell trying to play me on the mic
So test my respect, mess around, yeah, bitch, jump up and get beat down
Now Salt shorty, light-skinned, sexy, and your man know
I got him screamin' like a hooker in the front row
So you better check my record, better yet, bum
My name is super for a record, check my platinum album
It's not meant for you to do
You even sound wack when you try to check the mic (one, two, one, two)
But wait I'm not through, how you livin' sayin' old rhymes tryin' to get new?
You don't work like the two to make hip-hop
So you can talk until your big, suckin' lips pop
The next time you try to play me, you might catch a fist to the nose, ho
So there you go
You hear talk about Pep around the way gettin' skeezed
(Yo, me and my man was with Pepa last night, yo...) Nigga, please
You couldn't hump me if my first name was Cooty Cat
Your little jimmy can't even hold your zipper back
Why don't you tell the story right, man?
The only skins you ever hit was the skins on your right hand
You rolled up on me in your man's Beemer
And I could look at you and tell you was a meat-beatin' daydreamer
You put the window down tryin' to act real slick
And started smilin' like a hooker with a bag of tricks
You stuck your hand out the window trying to show me gold
Your forty-second street Rolex was kinda old
I wrote a number, and I know you thought you'd get humped
But it was Dial-A-Date 1-900-CHUMP
So why you runnin' around town playin' Jeopardy?
Get off my bra-strap, boy, stop sweatin' me
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Now somebody's gettin' on my nerves, and I'm wrecked to get crazy
It never fails to amaze me
How people never miss a possip and just believe the gossip
Instead of finding out the truth of what's up
It's got my nostrils flairin'
I'd be a fool if I believe half of the dumb shit I be hearing
Cuz ev'rytime I meet a guy that's got it goin' on
One of my jealous girlfriends gotta find something that's wrong
If he's not drivin' a Benz or Beemer then he's bummy
Or he's sellin' buddah if he's got plenty of money
Now ask me why, I don't know why or well or what the hell
So breakin' up the code because I'm someone's??
I've got enough problems of my own
To sit up on the phone talkin' about on who he's gettin' bone
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve...
SALT 'N' PEPA LYRICS - Somebody's Gettin' On My Nerves
"Somebody's Gettin' On My Nerves"
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Show-show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got...
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Now I've got this real phat attitude because of all the hype
Jealous-ass rappers broke as hell trying to play me on the mic
So test my respect, mess around, yeah, bitch, jump up and get beat down
Now Salt shorty, light-skinned, sexy, and your man know
I got him screamin' like a hooker in the front row
So you better check my record, better yet, bum
My name is super for a record, check my platinum album
It's not meant for you to do
You even sound wack when you try to check the mic (one, two, one, two)
But wait I'm not through, how you livin' sayin' old rhymes tryin' to get new?
You don't work like the two to make hip-hop
So you can talk until your big, suckin' lips pop
The next time you try to play me, you might catch a fist to the nose, ho
So there you go
You hear talk about Pep around the way gettin' skeezed
(Yo, me and my man was with Pepa last night, yo...) Nigga, please
You couldn't hump me if my first name was Cooty Cat
Your little jimmy can't even hold your zipper back
Why don't you tell the story right, man?
The only skins you ever hit was the skins on your right hand
You rolled up on me in your man's Beemer
And I could look at you and tell you was a meat-beatin' daydreamer
You put the window down tryin' to act real slick
And started smilin' like a hooker with a bag of tricks
You stuck your hand out the window trying to show me gold
Your forty-second street Rolex was kinda old
I wrote a number, and I know you thought you'd get humped
But it was Dial-A-Date 1-900-CHUMP
So why you runnin' around town playin' Jeopardy?
Get off my bra-strap, boy, stop sweatin' me
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Now somebody's gettin' on my nerves, and I'm wrecked to get crazy
It never fails to amaze me
How people never miss a possip and just believe the gossip
Instead of finding out the truth of what's up
It's got my nostrils flairin'
I'd be a fool if I believe half of the dumb shit I be hearing
Cuz ev'rytime I meet a guy that's got it goin' on
One of my jealous girlfriends gotta find something that's wrong
If he's not drivin' a Benz or Beemer then he's bummy
Or he's sellin' buddah if he's got plenty of money
Now ask me why, I don't know why or well or what the hell
So breakin' up the code because I'm someone's??
I've got enough problems of my own
To sit up on the phone talkin' about on who he's gettin' bone
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve...
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Show-show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got...
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Now I've got this real phat attitude because of all the hype
Jealous-ass rappers broke as hell trying to play me on the mic
So test my respect, mess around, yeah, bitch, jump up and get beat down
Now Salt shorty, light-skinned, sexy, and your man know
I got him screamin' like a hooker in the front row
So you better check my record, better yet, bum
My name is super for a record, check my platinum album
It's not meant for you to do
You even sound wack when you try to check the mic (one, two, one, two)
But wait I'm not through, how you livin' sayin' old rhymes tryin' to get new?
You don't work like the two to make hip-hop
So you can talk until your big, suckin' lips pop
The next time you try to play me, you might catch a fist to the nose, ho
So there you go
You hear talk about Pep around the way gettin' skeezed
(Yo, me and my man was with Pepa last night, yo...) Nigga, please
You couldn't hump me if my first name was Cooty Cat
Your little jimmy can't even hold your zipper back
Why don't you tell the story right, man?
The only skins you ever hit was the skins on your right hand
You rolled up on me in your man's Beemer
And I could look at you and tell you was a meat-beatin' daydreamer
You put the window down tryin' to act real slick
And started smilin' like a hooker with a bag of tricks
You stuck your hand out the window trying to show me gold
Your forty-second street Rolex was kinda old
I wrote a number, and I know you thought you'd get humped
But it was Dial-A-Date 1-900-CHUMP
So why you runnin' around town playin' Jeopardy?
Get off my bra-strap, boy, stop sweatin' me
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Now somebody's gettin' on my nerves, and I'm wrecked to get crazy
It never fails to amaze me
How people never miss a possip and just believe the gossip
Instead of finding out the truth of what's up
It's got my nostrils flairin'
I'd be a fool if I believe half of the dumb shit I be hearing
Cuz ev'rytime I meet a guy that's got it goin' on
One of my jealous girlfriends gotta find something that's wrong
If he's not drivin' a Benz or Beemer then he's bummy
Or he's sellin' buddah if he's got plenty of money
Now ask me why, I don't know why or well or what the hell
So breakin' up the code because I'm someone's??
I've got enough problems of my own
To sit up on the phone talkin' about on who he's gettin' bone
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve...
TOBY KEITH LYRICS - I Got It Bad
"I Got It Bad"
I got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
gone and left me lonely cryin' like a fool
i just cant belive love could be so cruel
i got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
i know someday ill get on my feet again
ill get over you but baby, until then
i got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
look what i had
i got it bad
I got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
gone and left me lonely cryin' like a fool
i just cant belive love could be so cruel
i got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
i know someday ill get on my feet again
ill get over you but baby, until then
i got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
look what i had
i got it bad
TOBY KEITH LYRICS - I Got It Bad
"I Got It Bad"
I got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
gone and left me lonely cryin' like a fool
i just cant belive love could be so cruel
i got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
i know someday ill get on my feet again
ill get over you but baby, until then
i got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
look what i had
i got it bad
I got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
gone and left me lonely cryin' like a fool
i just cant belive love could be so cruel
i got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
i know someday ill get on my feet again
ill get over you but baby, until then
i got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
look what i had
i got it bad
TOBY KEITH LYRICS - I Got It Bad
"I Got It Bad"
I got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
gone and left me lonely cryin' like a fool
i just cant belive love could be so cruel
i got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
i know someday ill get on my feet again
ill get over you but baby, until then
i got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
look what i had
i got it bad
I got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
gone and left me lonely cryin' like a fool
i just cant belive love could be so cruel
i got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
i know someday ill get on my feet again
ill get over you but baby, until then
i got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
look what i had
i got it bad
TOBY KEITH LYRICS - I Got It Bad
"I Got It Bad"
I got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
gone and left me lonely cryin' like a fool
i just cant belive love could be so cruel
i got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
i know someday ill get on my feet again
ill get over you but baby, until then
i got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
look what i had
i got it bad
I got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
gone and left me lonely cryin' like a fool
i just cant belive love could be so cruel
i got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
i know someday ill get on my feet again
ill get over you but baby, until then
i got it bad
i got it blue
i got it sad
i aint got you
i did you wrong
you got the right
look
what i had
i got it bad
look what i had
i got it bad
JESSICA SIMPSON LYRICS - There You Were
"There You Were"
(feat. Mark Anthony)
I was counting down minutes.
I was wishin' on the stars.
I was prayin' for a sign,
And tryin' to beat the odds.
I was dreamin' of you,
Love before I saw your face.
And there you were,
Waitin' for that day.
Then you reached through the hurricane,
When you baby you called my name.
You broke through the storm,
And you turned back the night.
Baby you are the fire,
Burnin' the midnight sky,
And your love,
Keeps taking me higher.
Just when all hope was gone,
Where the hero belongs...
There you were.
Must have broken into heaven,
Just to roll back the clouds.
Were you on a mission.
Were you seekin me out.
Was I that one in amillion.
Was I that one sacred kiss,
That you couldn't chance,
You just couldn't miss.
then you whispers through the silent tears,
When you swept away all my fears.
You broke through the storm,
And you turned back the night.
Baby you are the fire,
Burnin' the midnight sky,
And your love,
Keeps taking me higher.
Just when all hope was gone,
Where the hero belongs...
There you were.
Standin' in the middle of nowhere,
With your arms wide open and you,
You were the reason when there was no reason.
In my life
You're the reason in my life.
You broke through the storm,
And you turned back the night.
Baby you are the fire,
Burnin' the midnight sky,
And your love,
Keeps taking me higher.
Just when all hope was gone,
Where the hero belongs...
There you were.
You broke through the storm,
And you turned back the night.
Baby you are the fire,
Burnin' the midnight sky,
And your love,
Keeps taking me higher.
Just when all hope was gone,
Where the hero belongs...
There you were.
Like the light in the eye of the storm,
Tellin' me not to cry anymore.
Where I watched my whole world fall apart,
Shinin' through like an angel from afar
You broke through the storm,
And you turned back the night.
Baby you are the fire,
Burnin' the midnight sky,
And your love,
Keeps taking me higher.
Just when all hope was gone,
Where the hero belongs...
There you were.
(feat. Mark Anthony)
I was counting down minutes.
I was wishin' on the stars.
I was prayin' for a sign,
And tryin' to beat the odds.
I was dreamin' of you,
Love before I saw your face.
And there you were,
Waitin' for that day.
Then you reached through the hurricane,
When you baby you called my name.
You broke through the storm,
And you turned back the night.
Baby you are the fire,
Burnin' the midnight sky,
And your love,
Keeps taking me higher.
Just when all hope was gone,
Where the hero belongs...
There you were.
Must have broken into heaven,
Just to roll back the clouds.
Were you on a mission.
Were you seekin me out.
Was I that one in amillion.
Was I that one sacred kiss,
That you couldn't chance,
You just couldn't miss.
then you whispers through the silent tears,
When you swept away all my fears.
You broke through the storm,
And you turned back the night.
Baby you are the fire,
Burnin' the midnight sky,
And your love,
Keeps taking me higher.
Just when all hope was gone,
Where the hero belongs...
There you were.
Standin' in the middle of nowhere,
With your arms wide open and you,
You were the reason when there was no reason.
In my life
You're the reason in my life.
You broke through the storm,
And you turned back the night.
Baby you are the fire,
Burnin' the midnight sky,
And your love,
Keeps taking me higher.
Just when all hope was gone,
Where the hero belongs...
There you were.
You broke through the storm,
And you turned back the night.
Baby you are the fire,
Burnin' the midnight sky,
And your love,
Keeps taking me higher.
Just when all hope was gone,
Where the hero belongs...
There you were.
Like the light in the eye of the storm,
Tellin' me not to cry anymore.
Where I watched my whole world fall apart,
Shinin' through like an angel from afar
You broke through the storm,
And you turned back the night.
Baby you are the fire,
Burnin' the midnight sky,
And your love,
Keeps taking me higher.
Just when all hope was gone,
Where the hero belongs...
There you were.
PETEY PABLO LYRICS - O It's On
"O It's On"
[Intro - Petey Pablo & Young Buck]
P. B. Cuz..
Y. B. Whassup nigga?
P. B. If a muthafucka would have told me years ago
That the game today would be so fucked up..
Y. B. Common holla at cha boi
P. B. That these muthafuckin niggas be runnin around here actin mo bitchy - fied
Y. B. Bitch niggas..
P. B. (?)
Y. B. I see these niggas man
P. B. hehe.. Lord this shit crazy then a muthafucka, but u know what,
Tonight we gon handle that shit, we gon bring this to ya spot yao
Y. B. Ey yo speak on that shit!
[Verse 1 - Petey Pablo]
95 percent of these supposed to be thugs is hoes
With Victoria Secret panties crammin that ass hole
Throwin the crooked finger dick ridin the west coast
Them some real soldiers
Y'all son of bitches, fonies
I called it like I called it
Think im wrong, step forward
And get yo mind pushed in a science class bucket
She in to tough talkin now that 50 got on
Quit fantisizing bout that man life, and live yo own
You aint neva be hard, yo mammy titty fed you too long
Probaly still suck it if she pulled it out and showed ya
Tonite were gettin closure, im pointin out folks
Pullin niggaz cards, exposin what ya hold
Im sorry if it feels you dont know me no more
Just had some shit on my mind, in my chest I had to get off
You cant judge a muthafuckin book by its cover
But I can spot a bitch a mile away
Pardon me brotha
[Chorus]
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all (Here I go!) the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, (Get em Buck!!) Give em some, muthafucka
[Verse 2 - Young Buck]
These niggaz catchin feelings
They aint men they women
And he gay cuz he wit em and he trying to defend em
So I say we should expose these hoes
I think our fans should know we gon shoot up yo shows
O its on now (on now) Yeah I can cummon down
I got a desert eagle wit a silencer
I swear it make no sound
A 4.5 caliber with some bullets that so round
50 took a look at it and told me to slow down
Petey you need me nigga just holla and I got ya
Throw on some Frank Sinatra and order me some pasta
They fuckin with some mobstas
See we can get it done, and I bet you at his funeral
Nobody gon come
I ain't here to be beefin wit no nigga to get a name
If you pussie and show yo panties, im pullin out my thang
Got a habit of smackin faggots with semi-automatics
You niggas in trouble
Buck and Petey back at it its on nigga
[Chorus]
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, get ya some, muthafucka
[Bridge:]
Bend that bitch right there wit all ya might
If he say, anything in here tonight, u dont like!
Bend that bitch right there wit all ya might
If he say, anything in here tonight, u dont like!
[Verse 3 - Petey Pablo]
If you jump off in the club its a jump off in the club
She can tow up just get toed up like I give a good Buck
All the champagne I don bought bitch I done paid for this chair
That im fittin to take and break across this zombies head
Look at bonecrusher very first verse he don read (10 ton!)
Thats on everything I love to drop dead (Bitch I aint never scared!)
Fuckin round get a main artery cut in half
Blood gushin out the side of ur neck bleedin to death
Needin a paramedic to reconnect n piecen you back together
I don seen it happen too many times out here, hate it man
Its gettin crucial out here n you takin this shit for granted
Pussy punk, panty wearin mascara faggot
Blowpop suckin ass, juicy fruity crooked man
Molested as a child, by the babysitter daddy
Backstabbin motherfuckin crabs in a barell
I cant stand em, but I bet I can handle em
[Chorus]
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, get ya some, muthafucka
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, get ya some, muthafucka
[Intro - Petey Pablo & Young Buck]
P. B. Cuz..
Y. B. Whassup nigga?
P. B. If a muthafucka would have told me years ago
That the game today would be so fucked up..
Y. B. Common holla at cha boi
P. B. That these muthafuckin niggas be runnin around here actin mo bitchy - fied
Y. B. Bitch niggas..
P. B. (?)
Y. B. I see these niggas man
P. B. hehe.. Lord this shit crazy then a muthafucka, but u know what,
Tonight we gon handle that shit, we gon bring this to ya spot yao
Y. B. Ey yo speak on that shit!
[Verse 1 - Petey Pablo]
95 percent of these supposed to be thugs is hoes
With Victoria Secret panties crammin that ass hole
Throwin the crooked finger dick ridin the west coast
Them some real soldiers
Y'all son of bitches, fonies
I called it like I called it
Think im wrong, step forward
And get yo mind pushed in a science class bucket
She in to tough talkin now that 50 got on
Quit fantisizing bout that man life, and live yo own
You aint neva be hard, yo mammy titty fed you too long
Probaly still suck it if she pulled it out and showed ya
Tonite were gettin closure, im pointin out folks
Pullin niggaz cards, exposin what ya hold
Im sorry if it feels you dont know me no more
Just had some shit on my mind, in my chest I had to get off
You cant judge a muthafuckin book by its cover
But I can spot a bitch a mile away
Pardon me brotha
[Chorus]
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all (Here I go!) the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, (Get em Buck!!) Give em some, muthafucka
[Verse 2 - Young Buck]
These niggaz catchin feelings
They aint men they women
And he gay cuz he wit em and he trying to defend em
So I say we should expose these hoes
I think our fans should know we gon shoot up yo shows
O its on now (on now) Yeah I can cummon down
I got a desert eagle wit a silencer
I swear it make no sound
A 4.5 caliber with some bullets that so round
50 took a look at it and told me to slow down
Petey you need me nigga just holla and I got ya
Throw on some Frank Sinatra and order me some pasta
They fuckin with some mobstas
See we can get it done, and I bet you at his funeral
Nobody gon come
I ain't here to be beefin wit no nigga to get a name
If you pussie and show yo panties, im pullin out my thang
Got a habit of smackin faggots with semi-automatics
You niggas in trouble
Buck and Petey back at it its on nigga
[Chorus]
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, get ya some, muthafucka
[Bridge:]
Bend that bitch right there wit all ya might
If he say, anything in here tonight, u dont like!
Bend that bitch right there wit all ya might
If he say, anything in here tonight, u dont like!
[Verse 3 - Petey Pablo]
If you jump off in the club its a jump off in the club
She can tow up just get toed up like I give a good Buck
All the champagne I don bought bitch I done paid for this chair
That im fittin to take and break across this zombies head
Look at bonecrusher very first verse he don read (10 ton!)
Thats on everything I love to drop dead (Bitch I aint never scared!)
Fuckin round get a main artery cut in half
Blood gushin out the side of ur neck bleedin to death
Needin a paramedic to reconnect n piecen you back together
I don seen it happen too many times out here, hate it man
Its gettin crucial out here n you takin this shit for granted
Pussy punk, panty wearin mascara faggot
Blowpop suckin ass, juicy fruity crooked man
Molested as a child, by the babysitter daddy
Backstabbin motherfuckin crabs in a barell
I cant stand em, but I bet I can handle em
[Chorus]
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, get ya some, muthafucka
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
O its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
Whachu want, Drag, get ya some, muthafucka
ROGUE TRADERS LYRICS - We're Coming Home
"We're Coming Home"
[Verse 1]
You know we're fallin' to zero
Hurtin' much more than it did before
I'm always playing the hero
Cleaning your mess as you walk out the door
I'm counting things'll change now
Taking it back where it all began
Don't like this merry-go-round
Gotta believe, believe we can
[Chorus]
We're coming home we're coming home
You know it's now or never
No afterglow this time I know
But I'm feelin' kinda better
We're coming home we're coming home
You know it's now or never
This time I know, this time I know
It's going on forever
[Verse 2]
I'm counting down to zero
Diggin' my heels in the dirt again
You're not a superhero
Saving the world to the bitter end
I think it's time that you knew
I'm seeing it all now in black and white
I'd do it all to save you
Changing the world ain't gonna make it right
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
See me walk away
You know it's now or never
See me walk away
I'm feelin' kinda better
[Chorus]
[Verse 1]
You know we're fallin' to zero
Hurtin' much more than it did before
I'm always playing the hero
Cleaning your mess as you walk out the door
I'm counting things'll change now
Taking it back where it all began
Don't like this merry-go-round
Gotta believe, believe we can
[Chorus]
We're coming home we're coming home
You know it's now or never
No afterglow this time I know
But I'm feelin' kinda better
We're coming home we're coming home
You know it's now or never
This time I know, this time I know
It's going on forever
[Verse 2]
I'm counting down to zero
Diggin' my heels in the dirt again
You're not a superhero
Saving the world to the bitter end
I think it's time that you knew
I'm seeing it all now in black and white
I'd do it all to save you
Changing the world ain't gonna make it right
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
See me walk away
You know it's now or never
See me walk away
I'm feelin' kinda better
[Chorus]
JETHRO TULL LYRICS - Part Of The Machine
"Part Of The Machine"
Everybody's jumping on the circus train.
Some jump high, some jump off again.
And the razzmatazz is rolling, women folk unveiled.
All truths to light, all crosses nailed.
Aiming high where the eagle circles,
where he keeps his tail feathers clean.
And wonders "Am I still a free bird?
Or just a part of the machine".
They hitch their covered wagons and they roll out west.
Politics in the pockets of their Sunday best.
Shaking hands, kissing babies, for all that they're worth.
they promise you gold, promise heaven on earth.
Still, that old bald eagle circles,
it's not the first time that he's seen
his reflection in the eyes of innocence.
He's become just another part of the machine,
part of the machine.
I wish I had an eagle like you
to look up to.
He could be my wings to fly in a big bird sky
up above the whole machine.
Part of the machine.
Part of the machine.
Smart guys aren't running they're home and dry.
Up in the mountains where the eagle flies.
They wouldn't take that job offered on a plate.
They got to fly with the eagle, and he won't wait.
Looking down on the smoke and the factories
till the truth creeps up unseen.
They see themselves in the faces of their children
and realize they too are part of the machine.
Part of the machine.
I wish I had an eagle like you
to wake up to.
He could be my wings to fly
in a big bird sky, hey
let's be part of the machine.
Part of the machine. Part of the machine.
Part of the machine. Part of the machine.
Part of your machine. Part of your machine.
Part of your machine. Part of your machine.
Everybody's jumping on the circus train.
Some jump high, some jump off again.
And the razzmatazz is rolling, women folk unveiled.
All truths to light, all crosses nailed.
Aiming high where the eagle circles,
where he keeps his tail feathers clean.
And wonders "Am I still a free bird?
Or just a part of the machine".
They hitch their covered wagons and they roll out west.
Politics in the pockets of their Sunday best.
Shaking hands, kissing babies, for all that they're worth.
they promise you gold, promise heaven on earth.
Still, that old bald eagle circles,
it's not the first time that he's seen
his reflection in the eyes of innocence.
He's become just another part of the machine,
part of the machine.
I wish I had an eagle like you
to look up to.
He could be my wings to fly in a big bird sky
up above the whole machine.
Part of the machine.
Part of the machine.
Smart guys aren't running they're home and dry.
Up in the mountains where the eagle flies.
They wouldn't take that job offered on a plate.
They got to fly with the eagle, and he won't wait.
Looking down on the smoke and the factories
till the truth creeps up unseen.
They see themselves in the faces of their children
and realize they too are part of the machine.
Part of the machine.
I wish I had an eagle like you
to wake up to.
He could be my wings to fly
in a big bird sky, hey
let's be part of the machine.
Part of the machine. Part of the machine.
Part of the machine. Part of the machine.
Part of your machine. Part of your machine.
Part of your machine. Part of your machine.
BLUE LYRICS - When Summer's Gone
"When Summer's Gone"
She was a lonely type
Her heart can not disguise
Her passion...for life
She had a love for art
(art)
Painted pictures with her heart
She's One (she's one)...Of a kind
She's standing tall
She's got it all
She's everything
I'm looking for
Ooh
She's standing tall
She's got it all
She's everything
(everything)
I'm looking for
[Chorus:]
If you want me like I want you
If you need me like I need you
Its alright
If you love me like I love you
Let me be the one to hold you
Through the night
We'll be walking though leaves
When summers gone
We'll carry on
We'll be walking through leaves
When summers gone
We'll carry on
I am a simple man
Take pride in what I am
Got passion
(passion)
For life
(for life)
Don't think I'm like the rest
With my heart up on my chest
I try to...Be kind
She's standing tall
She's got it all
yehhh
She's everything
I'm looking for
Ooh Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
She's standing tall
She's got it all
(got it all)
She's everything that I'm looking for
Yeah
[Chorus:]
If you want me like I want you
If you need me like I need you
Its alright
If you love me like I love you
(if you want me)
Let me be the one to hold you
(if you need me)
Through the night
We'll be walking though leaves
When summers gone
We'll carry on
(ooh we'll carry on)
(ooh we'll carry on)
We'll be walking through leaves
When summers gone
We'll carry on
Somehow I do believe
Some things are meant to be yeah......
[Chorus:]
If you want me like I want you
If you need me like I need you
Its alright
(yeah.....)
If you love me like I love you
(if you want me)
Let me be the one to hold you
Through the night
(ooh yeahhhhh)
We'll be walking though leaves
When summers gone
We'll carry on
We'll be walking through leaves
When summers gone
We'll carry on
She was a lonely type
Her heart can not disguise
Her passion...for life
She had a love for art
(art)
Painted pictures with her heart
She's One (she's one)...Of a kind
She's standing tall
She's got it all
She's everything
I'm looking for
Ooh
She's standing tall
She's got it all
She's everything
(everything)
I'm looking for
[Chorus:]
If you want me like I want you
If you need me like I need you
Its alright
If you love me like I love you
Let me be the one to hold you
Through the night
We'll be walking though leaves
When summers gone
We'll carry on
We'll be walking through leaves
When summers gone
We'll carry on
I am a simple man
Take pride in what I am
Got passion
(passion)
For life
(for life)
Don't think I'm like the rest
With my heart up on my chest
I try to...Be kind
She's standing tall
She's got it all
yehhh
She's everything
I'm looking for
Ooh Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
She's standing tall
She's got it all
(got it all)
She's everything that I'm looking for
Yeah
[Chorus:]
If you want me like I want you
If you need me like I need you
Its alright
If you love me like I love you
(if you want me)
Let me be the one to hold you
(if you need me)
Through the night
We'll be walking though leaves
When summers gone
We'll carry on
(ooh we'll carry on)
(ooh we'll carry on)
We'll be walking through leaves
When summers gone
We'll carry on
Somehow I do believe
Some things are meant to be yeah......
[Chorus:]
If you want me like I want you
If you need me like I need you
Its alright
(yeah.....)
If you love me like I love you
(if you want me)
Let me be the one to hold you
Through the night
(ooh yeahhhhh)
We'll be walking though leaves
When summers gone
We'll carry on
We'll be walking through leaves
When summers gone
We'll carry on
RAZORLIGHT LYRICS - Wire To Wire
"Wire To Wire"
What is love but the strangest of feelings?
A sin you swallow for the rest of your life?
You've been looking for someone to believe in
To love you until your eyes run dry
She lives by disillusion glow
We go where the wild blood flows
On our bodies we share the same scar
Love me, wherever you are
How do you love with a fate full of rust?
How do you turn what the savage tame?
You've been looking for someone you can trust
To love you, again and again
How do you love in a house without feelings?
How do you turn what the savage tame?
I've been looking for someone to believe in
Love me, again and again
She lives by disillusion's glow
We go where the wild blood flows
On our bodies we share the same scar
How do you love on a night without feelings?
She says, love, I hear sound, I see fury
She says, love's not a hostile condition
Love me, wherever you are
Love me, wherever you are
Love me, wherever you are
Wherever you are
What is love but the strangest of feelings?
A sin you swallow for the rest of your life?
You've been looking for someone to believe in
To love you until your eyes run dry
She lives by disillusion glow
We go where the wild blood flows
On our bodies we share the same scar
Love me, wherever you are
How do you love with a fate full of rust?
How do you turn what the savage tame?
You've been looking for someone you can trust
To love you, again and again
How do you love in a house without feelings?
How do you turn what the savage tame?
I've been looking for someone to believe in
Love me, again and again
She lives by disillusion's glow
We go where the wild blood flows
On our bodies we share the same scar
How do you love on a night without feelings?
She says, love, I hear sound, I see fury
She says, love's not a hostile condition
Love me, wherever you are
Love me, wherever you are
Love me, wherever you are
Wherever you are
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