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| 1. |
| 3:17 | 
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Come over here girl, whip it out and show the world
It ain't the time for lyin' with your mocha swirl Everybody gangsta, everybody blood and cripin' I'ma tell the truth, if you take the time to listen But then again let's make it hot Let's make it nice and leave scar I said merrily, merrily, merrily not one But rarely, rarely, rarely get two When the lights go out, when they cut your phone When you laid off, when you home alone, when you with your girl Everyone around the world on a Sunday afternoon When you're with your crew, shit happens We kinda hot together like Sonny and Cher Too hot to trot and we just don't care Close your eyes and go to sleep That guy don't dance, tramps can't complete You a New York dime in a city of cents Regrets I had a few but not the night we met See you been getting love from postal workers All in search of vicious looks When the lights go out when they cut your phone When you laid off, when you home alone, when you with your girl Everyone around the world on a Sunday afternoon When you're with your crew, shit happens |
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| 2. |
| 2:48 | 
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| 3. |
| 3:45 |
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The summer is hot, but the nights are cool.
The bipolar slugger is comin' out in you. You're belly is tight, from not enough love. And you're having serious doubts about the man above. Well I'm not beggin', sure not pretendin', I'm makin' moves that you don't even know about. Be condescendin', no happy endin', its mind bendin' that you don't even know about... Livin' on the streets, sayin' I'll live large tomorrow. Its just a life you can't believe, its just a life you cannot borrow. Four and a half years an a gallon of scum, how many times you dream that you were the one now you're sittin' on the curb, starin' dead in the lights, it's hard to struggle when there's nothin' to fight Well, I'm not beggin', sure not pretendin', I'm makin' moves, money, you don't even know about. Be condescendin', no happy endin', its mind bendin' that you don't even know about. Livin' on the streets, sayin' I'll live large tomorrow. Its just a life you can't believe, its just a life you cannot borrow. |
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| 4. |
| 3:02 |
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Well, my heart breaks every time I see her
And my heart breaks every time I turn around (Woo hoo hoo) And my heart breaks every time I hear her name And my heart breaks down again, it's a crying shame And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all Well my heart takes more or less the same as you But you got your high class friends to get you through (Woo hoo hoo) Now pitter patter pitter patter, what's the matter? You got the baby too Well, you're all caught up in the lies that got thrown at you And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all My earth moves every time I feel it My earth moves with every song I'm singing (Woo hoo hoo) And the ground shakes 'cause I'll never be the same And my heart breaks down again 'cause I'm to blame And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all |
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| 5. |
| 4:19 |
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The night is calling me and I just can't wait
My girl is all dressed up, gonna stay out late Got my whip on blocks so I can be care free I may love them cops but they don't love me I rock the conga line with my bad left leg You know I'm bona fide so y'all can all get bent F**k the war on drugs, f**k that Bin Laden Y'all can't mess with us 'cos where you never been I'm in, yeah Chorus: In the city it's Friday night Is you're with me? it's Friday night We're gettin' busy it's Friday night In the city it's Friday night Rpt. We don't wait on the line, we don't pay for the drinks You know the owner is my man, we got it locked like Brinks That's Mateo on the decks, play my favourite song In the DJ booth my man is hitting on a bong I tip the waitress big, I tip the bus-boy too I used to work that job but now I work for yous Yeah, We live til we die, I ain't g'in while we try I got my loved ones by my side, I keep my eyes on the prize Chorus Love me, don't you ever change Love me, don't you ever change Love me, don't you ever change Love me, don't you ever change Rpt chorus x4 Skyline... Skyline... |
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| 6. |
| 2:57 |
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3, 2, 1, I'm that son of a gun, but one who has
the fun by the kilo and the ton. Like Marv Albert but worse, I got the curse, got perverse with the nurse in the maternity ward. That's right, I'm nuts, ask Fisty Cuts. I got outpatient status at the Brooklyn Zoo. Doobie doobie doo, we like the crew that runs up in the club wearin' alligator shoes. When I get the blues I get it really bad, ask Kronos for promos, Feliz Navidad. Johnny Black got my back, baby, happy or sad. If I fall out of your favor, don' get mad. If the heat don't get me then the drugs sure will, stirrin' scotch and soda's with a twenty dollar bill. My head feels like old vinyl, and like Lionel, I'm idle. Secretly stalking the title, stealin' scenes by ways and means. And thats why marines got M-16's I think I love her, but she's affected, bullshit detected. Wonder why she got neglected, I legged it, turned up here, I'll have a beer and a joke about that Guenevere. Lord I been knowin' there'd be days like these, but please don't hit me with the quick release, and don't rat me out to Edwin Meese, 'cause I been around the world and the seven seas. If the heat don't get me then the drugs sure will, stirrin' scotch and soda's with a twenty dollar bill. My mamma always told me never drink on pills, roll down the window 'cause I'm feelin' kinda ill. |
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| 7. |
| 4:22 |
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For forty days and for forty nights
I been walkin' down these streets Tryin' to get it right But down there lies darkness Down there lies the past Down there my conscience Kinda kicked my ass You got me runnin' for cover Runnin' from bein' me You got me runnin' for cover For cryin' out loud I hear them moanin' from distant lands Have some hookers shut 'em up with some swollen glands Now beggin's changed, I guess you'll do Just a hood rat all jacked off and tangled up in blue There's blood at home, there's blood on my street How am I to smile in complete defeat? Well, I'm jumpin' into limbo, tryin' to feel alive I'm jumpin' into limbo and I like it You got me runnin' for cover Runnin' from bein' me You got me runnin' for cover For cryin' out loud Into the quiet dusk I see curvy clouds chokin' up on irony I give it a pause and I break to the left But I'm wasted and I can't seem to catch my breath Here I go, just one more time Findin' out what's goin' on with the party line Well, I'm jumpin' into limbo tryin' to feel alive I'm jumpin' into limbo and I like it You got me runnin' for cover Runnin' from bein' me You got me runnin' for cover For cryin' out loud |
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| 8. |
| 3:33 |
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| 9. |
| 4:28 |
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What had been had happened? Say what
Dyin' to be tryin' but comfy in the cut See I be gettin' four from the score, plus three more And I'll be damned if you treat me like some whore I be fun lovin', money makin', record breakin' Milk shakin', drug takin', never fakin', end of statement Crime don't pay but it's off the books All the taxes I pay goes straight to crooks Back to what had happened I was chillin' round the way with a woman In her thirties and a nice Montrochet I be like they be when they be out in West berry Unnecessary with the wisecrack commentary They don't understand, if they keep buildin' cars I'll keep burning them and leavin' them scars But thats what happens when you lost your mind Talkin' out of school puts you back behind it What had happened? Livin' it up, baby, layin' it down Constables chasin' me from town to town Like Nino Brown takin' over the Carter Cash money boy and I ain't your father Fun Lovin' is my name Lovin' is my game, never laid no blame Never walked in shame Never known to play People askin' why? Why he dress so fly? Why he with the dime? Why he havin' fun all of the time? It's because I rock when I rock and I rock when I'm not So I'm hot when I'm not, that's why Chillin', chillin' Jacob Dylan, tastes great But I'm not less fillin' They broke up the party when they let one fly Promoter's in the corner with some guy, askin' why? Live and direct from the passenger side Open up baby, just one more time What had happened? |
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| 10. |
| 4:02 |
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It seems like every single day
I hear all of my friends say You're just too damn crazy And it seems like every dawn that breaks I reflect on what it takes Sometimes I just can't see past this We got our love But I don't know what to do with it We got our love But I don't know what to do with it Seems like every single time When I hear that Patsy Cline I think of when we were younger Now I see people and their lies Through frosted glass and swollen eyes Can't you just get over yourself and call? We got our love But I don't know what to do with it Oh yeah, we got our love But I don't know what to do with it Because we got our love But I don't know what to do with it We got our love But I don't know what to do with it I never wanna be like that I never wanna be like that No, I never wanna be like that See, I never wanna be like that Yeah, I never wanna be like that See, I never wanna be like that See, I never wanna be like that Yeah, I never wanna be like that Yeah, I never wanna be like that Yeah, I never wanna be like that Yeah, I never wanna be like that Yeah, I never wanna be like that I never wanna be like that See, I never wanna be like that Yeah, I never wanna be like that Yeah, I never wanna be like that I never wanna be like that I never wanna be like that I never wanna be like that ... |
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| 11. |
| 4:10 |
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Keep on warin' 'cause that's what got us here
Keep on talkin' till there's no one else to fear See, me and my brother might not be around next year 'Cause one or another, cap slipped out of gear In this sick world I see the babies dyin' From car bombs and blind eyes and prophet's lyin' In this sick world I'm feelin' all alone To reap the seeds of which we've sown In this sick world I keep my mind just tight In this sick world I never punk the fight In this sick world I never saw no light So this sick world is blowin' up tonight Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Keep on searchin' on this starless night Keep on preachin', every thing's gonna be all right Now load the weapon, these kids are just the age Have them kill the Texan and the man who takes his place In this sick world I see the babies dyin' From car bombs and blind eyes and prophet's lyin' In this sick world I'm feelin' all alone To reap the seeds of which we've sown In this sick world I keep my mind just tight In this sick world I never punk the fight In this sick world I never saw no light So this sick world is blowin' up tonight Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Freaks come out at night Keep on warin', keep on talkin' Keep on searchin', keep on preachin' Keep on warin', yeah, keep on talkin' Keep on searchin', keep on preachin' Keep on warin' |
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| 12. |
| 3:31 |
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| 13. |
| 4:28 |
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You took my hand and you were my friend,
and you made it beautiful. You stayed with me and you made me see, that I could make it beautiful too. I can't remember that late September, but I remember beautiful, I do recall we were standin' tall, 'cause I remember beautiful. And all the chat I hear from that, you got to lay it out to dry. Because, when what you feel is real, you got to lay it on the line. You took my hand and you were my friend, and you made it beautiful. You stayed with me and you made me see, that I could make it beautiful too. You and I just can't see eye to eye, but we make it beautiful, you always choke when you're smokin' dope, but we make it beautiful. And all the chat I hear from that, you got to lay it out to dry. Because, when what you feel is real, you got to lay it on the line. You took my hand and you were my friend, and you made it beautiful. You stayed with me and you made me see, that I could make it beautiful too. Time has traced its lines on your face, but I think you're beautiful, and I want no other to be my baby's mother, 'cause all I see is beautiful. I remember beautiful... You're beautiful. |
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| 14. |
| 3:21 |
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| 15. |
| 2:44 |
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Like a junkyard dog I bark at breezes and
though my heart can't see the trees and you let me in your bed when it was solace I needed now I'm running down these alleys with wounds that ain't quite healing Sometimes you just can't have it all Sometime you just can't have it all Now the things I know I am are the things I know you're seeing But living in the past means one tends to repeat it I know you're not in love with me though you're trying hard to be in Sometimes you just can't have it all Sometime you just can't have it all Sometime you just can't have it all Sometime you just can't have it all And we made it seem so damned easy Until the words got in the way You make me high when you are with me And I don't want that to go away Ya sing your song for me and left me in that moment The words that traced your breath left me more alone in it You're everything I want but you don't want my shoulder Sometimes you just can't have it all Sometime you just can't have it all Sometime you just can't have it all Sometime you just can't have it all |
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