SUGAR RAY LYRICS - Streaker

"Streaker"



your throwin' sticks and stones, your breakin' my bones man

I can see you got to leave it alone

your trying hard, pushing hard, trying hard, pushing harder

but I'm smartest, I want you to know this

you gotta get down if you want to hang around [x3]

and if you want to hang around you gotta get down

what ever happend to girls that were freakin

everybody was streakin it was no big thing man

if I had the choice I'd bring it all back

everybody's talkin' bout me gonna blow my stack

you gotta get down if you want to hang around [x3]

and if you want to hang around you gotta get down

dance around the pool in a jock like Hammer

g-string up my ass so my cheeks are getting tanner

now I'm in the chaise lounge in a Burt Reynolds pose

socks on my feet you know I got ugly toes

motherfucker I'm Mark with a K not a C

when I'm face down get a ride from McG

you gotta get down if you want to hang around [x3]

and if you want to hang around...you gotta get down

ELLIOTT SMITH LYRICS - Memory Lane

"Memory Lane"



This is the place you end up when you lose the chase

Where you're dragged against your will from a basement on the hill

And all anybody knows is you're not like them

And they kick you in the head and send you back to bed

Isolation pulled you past a tunnel

To a bright world where you can make a place to stay

But everybody's scared of this place, they're staying away

Your little house on Memory Lane

The mayor's name is fear

His force patrols the pier

From a mountain of cliche

That advances every day

The doctor spoke a cloud

He rained out loud

You'll keep your doors and windows shut

And swear you'll never show a soul again

But isolation pushes you 'til every muscle aches

Down the only road it ever takes

But everybody's scared of this place, they're staying away

Your little house on Memory Lane

If it's your decision to be open about yourself

Be careful or else

Be careful or else

I'm comfortable apart

It's all written on my chart

And I take what's given me

Most cooperatively

I do what people say and lie in bed all day

Absolutely horrified

I hope you're satisfied

Isolation pushes past self-hatred, guilt, and shame

To a place where suffering is just a game

But everybody's scared of this place, they're staying away

Your little house on Memory Lane

Your little house on Memory Lane

HIM LYRICS - Killing Loneliness

"Killing Loneliness"



Memories, sharp as daggers

Pierce into the flesh of today

Suicide of love took away all that matters

And buried the remains in an unmarked grave in your heart



With the venomous kiss you gave me

I'm killing loneliness (Killing loneliness)

With the warmth of your arms you saved me,

Oh, I'm killing loneliness with you

I'm killing loneliness that turned my heart into a tomb

I'm killing loneliness



Nailed to the cross, together

As solitude begs us to stay

Disappear in the lie forever

And denounce the power of death over our souls and secret words are said to start a war



With the venomous kiss you gave me

I'm killing loneliness (Killing loneliness)

With the warmth of your arms you saved me,

Oh, I'm killing loneliness with you

I'm killing loneliness that turned my heart into a tomb

I'm killing loneliness



Killing loneliness



With the venomous kiss you gave me

I'm killing loneliness (Killing loneliness)

With the warmth of your arms you saved me

EMBRACE LYRICS - Retread

"Retread"



My girl is just a retread, I lost her when I hit the breaks

Our love hit science fiction levels

Now I'm bending 'cause I've made a mistake

Here I stand afraid with no more to say



Now I feel so insecure

I can't save

Something I feel so much for

Won't you stay and leave a light for me



Now I've found myself redeemed

'Cause no one's seen the bad in me

Or been where I've been

And not turned to leave



And now I feel so insecure

I can't save

Something I feel so much for

Won't you stay



You know if you had a wing

You'd be the last to know, you could fly

He strokes your hair to keep you down

Will you fight? Let's see you fight



Will you fight? Will you fight?

Will you fight? Will you fight?

Will you fight? Will you fight?

Will you fight? Will you fight?



The good will out and I'll come clean

There's nothing in between

You and me, so let me go my way

FLO RIDA LYRICS - Mind On My Money

"Mind On My Money"



[Chorus - Sean Paul]

I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind

(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)

I got my mind on my money, money on my mind

(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)

I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind

(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)

I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind

(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)



[Verse 1 - Sean Paul]

I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind

The thing I got I sell it, to get it all the time

A nickle or a dime, a half or a pound

Long as my bitch ridin', I'll put a nigga down

Im a playa from the jump, a hustler from the start

Something in your chest, then open up your heart

Im bouta bet it, like Memphis 10, they get it get it

Gotta have it have it, take it all, man if they let me

Ima run it, put somethin' on it, instead of bet it

It's that money, don't make no money, buddy I'm ready

Can I get it? It's win or lose, you know the rules

We rollin', we didn't hit it, now pay your dues



[J-Bo]

Now when it comes to gettin' that cash flow

Im all about that paper, no credit, just straight dough

And for all who don't know, there's money out to be made

So get it while you can, and still it's just a phase

In the eyes of a hustler nigga, you'd be amazed

That time waits for no one, so God, I pray

Try hard not to fall thru life stuck unemployed

So instead I keep on livin' what's given within my void

Put a end after hours scrapin' up all my change

From quarters to dimes, as you see, this ain't no game

So pick up on your pimpin', get on it and never slip

Cuz all on my mind is my money fully gripped (fully gripped)



[Chorus]



[Verse 2 - Sean Paul]

Just call me, the money maker, bread taker

Nigga Breaker, the pocket raper, money scraper

May do me a favor, stay the fuck up out my way-a

The rock that I can take it buddy to collect my paper

That might save ya, think of no anger, no player hater

No bumpin' heads, when it come to gettin' this paper

Im a player, runnin' wit the, hand that was dealt

Flippin' my work, ridin' the left, fully equipped

Aint fuckin' wit hoes, unless talkin 'bout bread

Duckin' these streets, givin' these strangers some head

Bringin' it back, makin' sho', my pockets swole

Workin' the streets, now they know they my hoes



[J-Bo]

I must ain't had it, I gotta get it

Nothin' to lose, shoot me a quarter, and watch me flip it

Shakin' these haters down the line, they somethin' wicked

You on a roll then pay yo' dues, then buy a ticket

Gather your cheddar 'round this world, there's nothin' better

But keep it boomin' like a system, thru any weather

Stackin' my green, that's somethin good, I'm on a mission

Trappin' hard just like I should, no penny pinchin'

And for the gold, we steady missin', and reminisin'

Buy some S, ain't even hittin', so stop yo' flippin

Cuz when I pull in all my cheese you besta know

There ain't no playin' wit my thang when you see my foe

Act like ya know



I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind

(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)

I got my mind on my money, money on my mind

(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)

I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind

(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)

I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind

(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)



I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind

(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)

I got my mind on my money, money on my mind

(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)

I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind

(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)

I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind

(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)

BELLE & SEBASTIAN LYRICS - Sleep The Clock Around

"Sleep The Clock Around"



And the moment will come when composure returns

Put a face on the world, turn your back to the wall

And you walk twenty yards with your head in the air

Down the Liberty Hill, where the fashion brigade

Look with curious eyes on your raggedy way

And for once in your life you have nothing to say

And could this be the time when somebody will come

To say, "Look at yourself, you're not much use to anyone"



Take a walk in the park, take a valium pill

Read the letter you got from the memory girl

But it takes more than this to make sense of the day

Yeah it takes more than milk to get rid of the taste

And you trusted to this, and you trusted to that

And when you saw it all come, it was waving the flag

Of the United States of Calamity, hey!

After all that you've done boy, Im sure you're going to pay



In the morning you come to the ladies salon

To get all fitted out for The Paperback Throne

But the people are living far away from the place

Where you wanted to help, it's a bit of a waste

And the puzzle will last till somebody will say

"There's a lot to be done while your head is still young"

If you put down your pen, leave your worries behind

Then the moment will come, and the memory will shine



Now the trouble is over, everybody got paid

Everybody is happy, they are glad that they came

Then you go to the place where you've finally found

You can look at yourself sleep the clock around

NAS LYRICS - Life We Chose

"Life We Chose"



[Nas]

To my niggaz.. huh..

We all we got..

Let's hold it down though, y'know?

However it's gon' go down

This what we gotta deal with, y'know?

Yo..



[Chorus: Nas]



It's the life we chose, where friends become foes

and the dough'll get you killed quicker than you know

This is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes

and the only way out, is death or goin broke

This the life we chose, ain't too many happy endings

That's why there ain't too many happy niggaz in it

And I'll admit it, this life is fucked up but yo..

(but yo..) this life is the only life I know [echoes]



[Nas]

Uhh, uhh, uhh

Gold bathtubs, makin love to my Queen

Get my back rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin up green

Statues, marble floors, rare paintings on my wall

My lifestyle's like the Forbes Magazine

Closets, full of rockets and submachines

Take this nigga out the projects, and his thug team

Yo we cruise past street lights, ill rides

Mr. Child both coasts with the most loud toast

Calicos roast y'all folks, keep y'all dyin

Cause it's hard to fuck around when we dealin with science

My enemies got money, so y'all should watch how I play it

They never know we enemies until they hear me say it

Til they kid's on the phone sayin, "Please daddy pay it"

Til they brain's on the floor, mixed on the pavement

High-class elegance, you respect or you hiss

You go against you'd rather piss on an electrical fence

It's strategic, how these niggaz want you to think

You'd be surprised, who'd be the one to put you to sleep

Why you stink? Yo these streets don't allow you to blink

You get showered by lead, comin out with your mink

Bow ties and tuxedos, bust Eagles

Dump drugs and acid, then they rush with the Rico

It's hard fuckin with niggaz you hope you can trust

You a fool if your main bitch is easy to fuck

And you've got money - is these hoes greedy or what?

Shit is devious, ex-friends wantin you stuck



[Chorus]



[Nas]

Uhh, what's love when you don't give your man enough dough?

He wanna stick you

What's love, you got beef?

Nobody rollin wit you

What's love, you locked up, and your family don't care

Is love a four-letter word, that deceives the air?

What's real, when you know your man's girl is a hoe

And you don't even let him know, cause you fucked her befo'

What's real, when you talk behind a man's back

then you see him and give him dap, now explain that?

What's trust, when they seperate your case

When you at your court date, your co-de', can't look in your face

What's trust, when you keep your wife away from your man?

And he never crossed you, but you claimin he's fam'?

What's trust, when you get bust, your niggaz don't retaliate?

They blaze purple haze with em the next day?

God forbid one of my niggaz get hit, I'ma go haywire

Won't hesitate, I'ma spray fire

But everybody's different, you won't know how you react

til you in that position, and that's an actual fact

The hearts of men change as time goes on, who's wrong?

You was hungry when you stuck Duke, he came back to buck you

Who's wrong? Foul all your life, now you 90

On your deathbed you regret bein grimy

What's lust, a bust nut? What's a thug?

A ghetto child raised around drugs, til he's old enough to bust slugs?

Then what's jail, to rehabilitate, or to make a nigga worse

when he come home to catch another case?

Life's about decisions, you choose it, you gotta live it

You did it, heaven or hell or prison

Who knows when your clock'll stop tickin, get your weight up

Save up before it's over neighbor, I told ya

You gettin older player, look at those who gave up



[Chorus]