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| 2. |
| 3:36 |
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| 3. |
| 3:45 |
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| 4. |
| 2:19 |
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| 5. |
| 3:22 | 
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yeah.. bangin.. come on.. yeah.. look..Huh, Stay in my lane like a hustla
Never hate a motherfucker,tolerate a motherfucker To a certain extent When it's on, it's over Don't get no chance to get popping Forgotten about you before your body cold in a coffin Just another failed attempt, you fall through the cracks Sure as God made man, the first man was Black The Black man made pyramids and gangsta rap That's all I know, cuz poppa didn't raise no rats Face the facts not the fiction I Build my empire from a pocket full of stones And a fifth of ambition Niggas wanna ball but they never wanna listen so instead of coming up, they just, come up missin My mission is to hit with precision, shake whole continents Crush niggas' confidence, expose my dominance Without no conflict, you'll never have progress I'm sending this one out to all the neighborhoods and projects, I'm a One shot gambler (Yeah) Two shot gambler (Come on) Three-time felon with that itch for dough These madd street (Whuttup) Got me puffin on dro' I'm guilty (What) Tryna make a living (Work it) Thirty-eight albums and still no dollars (Come on) And you wanna know why I hit the block for mo'? (Yeah) These madd street (Uh) Got me puffin on dro' (Uh) I'm guilty .. For tryna make a living Bitch I ain't tryna holler at you (nah) I'm just wanna drink, smoke, fuck and toss a couple dollars at you I'm fightin dirty, I'll take thirty of you motherfuckers I'm throwing cheapshots, low-blows and suckerpunches I'm not for the games, I'm not in the mood Not to be confused with dudes that fumble and lose Xzibit move when I hear oppurtunity knockin But I'ma shoot straight through the door if you comin with problems It's too crowded at the bottom, too lonely at the top Ain't no inbetween, trust me, like it or not We gon' be here forever like cops and roaches Do not approach us, ferocious, we pop them toasters, nigga I'ma have to hit the block, then around to my hoes I got a haze, two trays, and a change of clothes, cuz Pimpin' ain't easy y'all,it's too sleazy Too greasy, and I can't take it easy!Everytime I try to get out I get dragged right the fuck back in, it's like I'm never gon' win Nigga got the whole world on his back Overeact, matter fact we act like when animals attack I know, pussy sells faster than crack, ambassador rap Twist back your salary cap, who fuckin with that? Welcome to the X games, enjoy my pain Inhale my smoke, it's hard not to cough or choke Motorola nigga up the old fashion way This ain't rap, this is shit that I was born to say Though lately I been having dillemas, with insignificant niggas And half-ass rappers that think they can get it We the Golden State, we keep the whole thing bouncing Y'all move units, we move mountains Y'all rap for bullshit, tryna be on T.V. We seen you, now we don't like Chandra Levy, I'ma |
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| 6. |
| 4:34 |
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Keys - I play 'em all with ease - Freeze! Your shakin' at the knees You're doin' somethin' drastic - chasin' the fantastic... To dine with tigers in the sky But did you ever stop to wonder why? Man - living in a can - skippin' with a suit-case Frail - living in a gale - slipping on a blue face Claws - are scratching at the doors - Pause: If you don't lose your oars You're trippin' on a shoe lace - racin' to each new place... To screw your shadow in the sky But did you ever stop to wonder why? Sun - help me when I run - bleedin' from the moonlight Nurse - help me with a verse - I need to sing the tune right Days - I wasted in the maze - Raise your eyes above the ways To keep a silver spoon bright - fly up to balloon height... To ride the spotlight in the sky But did you ever stop to wonder why? |
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| 7. |
| 12:28 |
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Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea,
Then watch the ripples that unfold into me, My face spill so gently into your eyes, Disturbing the waters of our lives. Shread of our memories are lying on your grass; Wounded words of laughter are graveyards of the past. Photographs are grey and torn, scattered in your fields Letters of your mem'ries are not real. Sadness on your shoulders like a wornout overcoat In pockets creased and tattered hang the rags of your hope. The daybreak is your midnight; the colours have all died. Disturbing the waters of our lives, of our lives, of our lives, lives, lives, lives... Of our lives. |
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| 8. |
| 3:41 |
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| 9. |
| 13:20 |
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Who'll make his mark, the captain cried.
To the devil drink a toast. We'll glut the hold with cups of gold And we'll feed the sea with ghosts I see your hunger for a fortune Could be better served beneath my flag If you've the stomach for a broadside Come aboard my pretty boys I will take you and make you Everything you've ever dreamed. Make fast the guns tonight we sail when the high tide floods the bay, cut free the lines and square the yards get the black flag stowed away the Turk, the Arab, the Spaniard will soon have pennies on their eyes and any other laden fancy we will take her by surprise I will take you and make you Everything you've ever dreamed. Six days off the Cuban coast when a sail ahead the spied galleon of the treasure fleet,' the mizzen lookout cried Closer to the wind my boys, the mad-eyed captain roared every man that's alive tonight will be hauling gold aboard. Spare us, the galleon begged but mercy's face had fled Blood ran from the screaming souls the cutlass harvested Driven to the quarter deck the last survivor fell She's ours my boys, the Captain grinned and no one left to tell. The Captain rose from a silk divan With a pistol in his fist And shot the lock from an iron box And a blood red ruby kissed I give you jewellery of turquoise A crucifix of solid gold One hundred thousand silver pieces It is just as I foretold You... You see there before you everything You've ever dreamed. Anchored in an indigo moonlit bay Gold-eyed round fires the sea thieves lay Morning... white shells and a pipe of clay As the wind filled their footsteps They were far... far... away. Our sails swell full as we brave all seas On a westward wind to live as we please With the wicked wild-eyed woman of Portobello town Where we've been told that a purse of gold Buys many man a crown They will serve you and clothe you Exchange your rags for the velvet coats of Kings. Who'll drink a toast with me I give you Liberty This town is ours... tonight. Landlord, wine make it the finest Make it a cup for a sea dogs thirst Two long years of bones and beaches Fever and leeches did their worst So fill the night with paradise Bring me peach and peacock till I burst But first, I want a soft touch in the right place I want to feel like a King tonight Ten on the black to beat the Frenchman Back you dogs give 'em room to turn Now open wide sweet Heaven's gates Tonight we're gonna see if Heaven burns See how she burns... Oh she burns I want an angel on a gold chain And I'll ride her to the stars It's the last time for a long long time Come the daybreak, we embark... On the flood of the morning tide Once more the ocean cried. This company will return one day Though we feel your tears it's the price we pay For there's prizes to be taken and glory to be found Cut free the chains make fast your souls We are Eldorado bound... I will take you always forever together Until hell call our names... Who'll drink a toast with me To the devil and the deep blue sea Gold drives a man... to dream! |
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| 10. |
| 4:43 |
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I carry the dust of a journey
That cannot be shaken away It lives deep within me For I breathe it everyday You and I are yesterday's answers The earth of the past come to flesh Eroded by time's rivers To the shapes we now possess Come share of my breath and my substance And mingle our streams and our times In that infinite moment All our reasons are lost in our eyes |
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| 11. |
| 1:46 |
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Jeremy bender was a man of leisure, took his pleasure in the evening sun
Laid him down in a bed of roses, finally decided to become a nun. Talk with the sister, spoke in a whisper, threatened to fist her if she Didn't come clean Jumped on the mother just like a brother asked one another if the other is A queen. Diggin' the sister she was a mister shouldn't have kissed her, but he Couldn't say no Wanted to leave her couldn't believe her, so he picked up his suit-case and Decided to go. |
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| 12. |
| 2:51 |
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And did those feet in ancient time,
Walk upon england's mountains green? And was the holy lamb of god On england's pleasant pastures seen? And did the countenance divine, Shine forth upon our clouded hills? And was jerusalem builded here Among these dark satanic mills? Bring me my bow of burning gold! Bring me my arrows of desire! Bring me my spear: o clouds unfold! Bring me my chariot of fire! I will not cease from mental fight; Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand Til we have built jerusalem In england's green and pleasant land. |
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