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from Goodie Mob - World Party (1999)
Put up your lighter
Party, all night, fiesta, forever This be a party, for the whole world Travel cross seas like that girl We in the mind altering thangs Couldn't leave it alone, we offered it a loan Watch the porch jump straight to the ceiling Hear the party drums beat for beat So, some want us to leave, but they want more, the time came to sang Peace, they brought the rain, to wash away the pain So we all can party in the streets Well, I don't know about you But we all trying to play dumb But don't you worry about me I promise you we gonna get free Just party Party, all night, fiesta, forever See your eyes be burgundy, and your body drop Don't even look at your clock, ?skeet on your vest? Or get up and watch the hands fly, in the middle of December I wash the wife-beaters, heaters on full blast With some ?? we like scavengers circling your block While you do that your ?paper drop? You better hop jump and skip, before we dip Because we falling through you, like the Bloods and Crips Gotta close your eyes and start dreaming Everybody life got a little meaning Got to spread your wings and start flying If you living don't be worrying bout' dying Just party Party, all night, fiesta, forever Whether fast or slow, face it, pace it and let yourself go Might not get a chance to do it no mo' Let the music take your mind, leave the worries of the world behind Oh, such a beatiful sight for the blind It remind me of a celebration One nation under one rule Its that you ain't got nothing to prove Ohh, let the music move you, and sooth you, like its supposed to Love is life, life is worth loving Party, all night, fiesta, forever T-Mo cuts the record down to the bone And now we back rapping on the microphone I say signing autographs for little kids delight me We can't help but be some stars in the shining night See I was raised in the SWATS by my mom and pop To be a cold little brother that you can't stop On top of the charts, I'm a ladies man The type of brother with heart, weak suckers can't stand Cause I wanna be free, hear my spirit it's the clearest Can you hear it in the gospel I came down here cause I gotta believe Don't follow me, I say I need someone to take me to the Rave Party, all night, fiesta, forever |
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from Goodie Mob - World Party (1999)
[Gipp]
Yup, yup, yeah.. uhh.. Yeah.. All night like a corner store, twenty-four seven Hood hanger; we gets hot like a wok in the Chinese kitchen, switchin up on my shoe wear How we get down, we blew down, nigga big bank style Sit and chill a while, wait a minute yo we blows big nigga Sip on bottles with funny names, holla holla Deep in this thang, keep it simple and plain and watch my chain hang, watch my chain hang [Cee-Lo] Listen here -- I got a book that you should read It's about me, and I suggest that to any nigga who doubt me it will correct you, affect you, it will make shit clear Now switch to the next nigga with that bullshit here Keep readin -- it will also say that if you, disrespect, anything up in this way that will guaran-tay an awesome array of gunplay, okay? This is Carlito's Way, all day [T-Mo] Shake it shake it shake it shake it hang out all night and don't stop until the DJ quit spinnin what's right Everybody sweatin gettin closer and closer, be shoulder to shoulder Bouncin, bouncin, we tipsy, danceflo' is slippery But we groovin, keepin this bitch movin Provin, we bang in this game watch my chain hang [Khujo] Back and forth, back, and forth ?? style, whatchu know bout ridin out from the Kroger parking lot to the Paramount and Birmingham then back, punk is spittin his jack When the leaves turn ur-ange, and you see your breath uhh, fifteen eleven colossal I'm weighing in at a Knighton If you don't know nuthin else believe that it is some ol' real niggaz Chorus: Cee-Lo (repeat 2X) Whether you slang 'caine, or you gang-bang or work a nine to five, just tryin to maintain, mayne Do your thang, mayne, it's all the same, mayne and let your chain swang, and let your chain hang [T-Mo] Lyric assassin while mashin they blastin come fast and scatter from every rational imaginal International region, under my seeds and, over these airwaves Manipulate the rhyme with my mind so it's good to grind through your speaker, this one's a keeper Like Ebenezer, it was his decision, to live his life through a tunnel vision, followed by the reaper who knows your past deeper, don't let him creep ya, from behind [Khujo] Before I was rudely interrupted, house fallin down but we straight, you should save yourself ?? It's rainin suckers cause they greed sickens me Poverty stricken, hand pickin, in the corner cleansin Lights out poor, slip and you nails hell Everythang for sale, be eat with they plastic Let's enhance it, I'll be good til Saturday Thick volume gravity [Gipp] We bout to mix and mingle, meet a match for the next single Money stashed away in jars like Pringles Keep it hard for the Tunnel, we make it bump for the 5 5 nina skull-cap boot-wearin renegade motherfuckers Throw yo' hands up, you give it up we give it back Yo, this is how we act when it's packed from the back Lady don't snatch, let my chain hang Everythang is everythang boo [Cee-Lo] Behold, the stolen soul, the ancient scroll The game of control, roll the Swisher swoll Open the gate away, lay to lay, I getcha gotcha greaterly Even when you hate me, you educate me So try to trill, I will take ya to the battlefield Crack your motherfuckin, windshield you better yield cause I got the right of way, night or day, alright okay This is Carlito's Way Chorus 2X |
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Chorus: Goodie MobWe peel out sideways (get rich to this)We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this)Thank God for Friday's (get rich to this)Hey hey hey hey!! (get rich to this)We peel out sideways (get rich to this)We do
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from Goodie Mob - World Party (1999)
hookYou know how good it can be, if I took you home with meI know the mood is right, I don't wanna be alone tonightCome on lets dip shawty, dipLets dip shawty, dipLets dip shawty, dipLets dip shawty(T-Mo)Can I get a
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from Goodie Mob - World Party (1999)
I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat
Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's Say say say say Crack, what's the word on the street? Nuttin but hard times, workin this concrete I'm gettin dirty looks from niggaz, on the next street over They was in my filthy, fiendin gettin closer I'm in my seventy-nine, flyin Mobbed out so they can't see me when I'm ridin They slow me down, holla like we buddy buddy But at the same time I know these muh'fuckers wanna mug me Okay gunplay at the one-way one day witcha But I'll do years, if I bust these niggaz Keep point four-five calibers of chrome I'm, comin forth to carry you home I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's Yo, well you damn right, dig it they call me Sugar Delight Uh-ohh hoe, Willie cuttin virgin broads tonight Blowin like a boss, that champion chief in cost And oh my dual exhaust, will make your shit get lost There's somethin bout these guns that give these hoes asthma attacks These are actual facts, I ain't been in no actual car-jacks but let me tell you this, I'll burn a nigga ass up to a crisp Ridin with these two glocks, we gon' bounce on off, on the new shocks My nigga don't hate me, cause I ain't hated, but we related No one includin me, should be understimated But don't you dare ride through the SWATS without, at least 30 shots Cause I'm tellin ya, these Southern boys gon' get all they got I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Pop it in, get to work, brains blow, ?? off the block before your carcass drop Can't share nothin with the niggeroles, stealin socks Out your cornbread dream too, if you got those, leavin deaf hoes brown, on the outside, pink, in the middle Ain't, barrin none hundred round draw Nothin under seventy-five, and I get slick ?? Takin no prisoners cuffed, they die fightin for they freedom Everytime son, rhymes too pretty'll get your mascara smeared When they did, my buddy Spanky I bust out in tears The world would be a better place to live, if it was less queers I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's Get up off and give me room, activate, motivate Y'all from the section where the straight shit, straight up off the top Block for block, yo we got the ??, wait for days Gone up off the Purple Haze, when you see me call me Mr. Gipp Shoot em from the hip, everytime I'm in my 84 Sedan Deville block me off and watch me peel, Big Boi grill ridin through the park on the weekend ain't no stoppin keep it dippin that's how we trippin Lookin mean, you too clean behind the glass Watch yo' ass, keep yo' elbows out the windows and my hands upon the wood wheel, money in my socks Lookin out, for the cops, and for the haters got a fifty shot whatever you wanna call it, nigga what? What? I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's Now watch em slide like some finger lickin chicken, bout to start clickin Hoe better know who the true G's are, I'm the star, brand new car Dope ki lyrical cascade height, SWATS type, mic soldier Blowin composer, chief of that doja, told ya when I was older I wanted to live the good life, money over that bull, got that pull Stomach full, posse thick, niggaz wish, at a young age Goodie Mo.B., doin they thang, I, pray, for, change and my players in this game it's insane, how this 'caine is bringin em pain, young'un doin time dyin by this grind A-T-L, fine this just how it's goin down And the sound, watch your mouth in this motherfuckin Dirty South Nigga check it out, dirty SWATS got SPOTS I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's |
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from Goodie Mob - World Party (1999)
Now TLC will challenge Goodie MobTo a game of ghetto laser tagWhen they say 'What it is'You scream 'What it ain't'[Left Eye] (Big Gipp)(Battle zone, Goodie)1999 (Yeah)TLC, M-O-B (And Goodie Mob)The synergy of ghetto soun
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from Goodie Mob - World Party (1999)
I.C.U do you see me, I'm staring at cha' (x4) (Khujo) Before you got on, I could a hear a pins drop Maybe make me wanna clean out your clock Go in your socks, confiscate your knot Cool you off, because you think your hot, when your not Fools on the block, will take your hand, brigettes and rocks And your watch Can't wait until you come through One more 'gain so they can empty your bins Check your chin, don't try and be my friend Get close and then attempt to do me in Niggas know you'll spin, we can get on that Henn, eyes shut Huh Can't touch We don't care nothing 'bout you doing ten, up in the pen We ain't finna be mothering 'bout nobody Cause we motherfucking grown men hook (x2) (T-Mo) Whats on your mind at this time Chilling fine, sip back on wine Everything dope and scoping mine Like its yours, opening doors to a future you can see Really, Dungeon Family crew'll legendate No catching guard presence in Southwest And everybody who believe we the best and never gonna stop Never gonna change, try to stay focused Still running with the same crew since 82' All I gotta do to ?convince kids is say you'll all get big too? hook (x2) (Big Gipp) How you doing miss thang Better yet should I say miss queen I saw you in the corner, and you was looking off Your smelling classic baby I'd like to hold it snug Lets cut a rug and split this scene and strut up out this club I be 'bout strictly business I make it better, get it better than the last dude Where I hang ain't no drama momma I reserved the bed behind the curtains Keep it wet, keep you stuck, all up on the jewels And keep you seeing colors like on the wall at MJQ hook (Cee-Lo) Sugarpie... You wanna know how a nigga from the gutter ghetto so butter-fly Its really on, and really I want is a moment alone Baby please, it ain't your cheese, and ??? I'm interested But thats on low-low, but I'd love and die til' the morn' Every word that I'd heard her say it really inspired me But I'm only staring cause I like what I see But I know that you probably got a girl, and already in love Maybe next life-time you'll be free hook |
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from Goodie Mob - World Party (1999)
(Big Gipp) You'se a baffoon, caught up in your own cocoon Leave your head rest maroon Drunk heavy in the side street saloon Til' I figured it out, to the 3rd degree I'm the milli in the meter I'm the gram up in the kilo I'm the wave up in the ocean The C up in the coast and The B up in the Boston So what you looking for or looking at now You ain't got what you gotta shake Caught it on the sidewalk fake I gets down, further digging down Hurt for the red dirt at the same time Hit rewind if your ass didn't hear me clear Hit rewind if your ass didn't hear me clear hook My old hood could use a little rebuilding A better place for these ghetto children I ain't gonna let 'em take the O out my JOY Before you can rebuild, you've got to destroy And these walls gonna come tumbling down These walls gonna come tumbling down (Cee-Lo) Well I remember when, I was slanging nothing but weed I ain't ??? round here that can't tell you about me Fortunately I done changed the way I used to be When so many didn't have an alternative to see Music saved my life and now I'll never forget it Thats why I try to glorify God with it But it still remains, its in my veins I know that I'ma sin, I just hope he'll forgive me again Okay, I'm right and wrong in the same day And it's always gonna be someone who'll see it the same way And if I react, who was that guy to blame, hey You fuck with me, I fuck with you thats how the game played I had a choice to let it go, but if you don't let it go Then I ain't got no choice no more Two lives gone to waste, one dead and the other caught a case With 50 years to face I'm raising ghosts, I'm rebuilding hook (T-Mo) I'm so tired of my people not knowing what we doing to ourselves And we blame it on them, but we stuck in the same frame Trapped inside a mental instrumental bond Hoping to run, but theres a gun, what could you really do Everybody new kicking the old ??? to the floor But now its more shit, crooked, shady, talking 'bout the president He's fucking other ladies, blowing up spots we supposed to hit And casually they spreading billions to the little children overseas Niggas moving G's, I'm on my knees praying god please A nigga just wanna eat and sleep With my gun in my own little world and raise my little kids Doing the best I can nigga (Khujo) Shit, look who talking now You gots'ta crawl before you walk, Ohh don't follow to close Where I think you might stop We all can see that the grass is the same color on the other side of the fence Give thanks, people thank alarm clocks, wake 'em up Every morning brother I gotta stay prayed up Cause the pistol ain't gonna save my life when it's time to go Its just in case I get a chance to retaliate I used ain't have nothing positive to say Doing my little five minutes of fame Who done forget from which they came Acknowledge his name, Lord, you've been so good to me Better than I've been to myself Keep us in good health The white mans food makes my stomach upchuck But I gots'ta be strong, to defeat my enemies For the kill, MAC's in your side Judging buildings, they can't be no playgrounds for these childrens hook |
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from Goodie Mob - World Party (1999)
hookWe'll I'm just gonna tell youWe ain't bout' that talking homeboy, we'll do itAnd all that acting you doing, we see through itFuck hollering and screaming lets get to it, lets get to it(Cee-Lo)Now I say my rap reflect the
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from Goodie Mob - World Party (1999)
hook ?Don't know why I'm folding? Illegal substance controlling, still outdoors rolling(x2) (T-Mo) Enhance the game, but give me the benz While I send my word It's lightly packed ????? giving a fuck Bitch I gots to eat too While I catch up like Heinz On the hook for my family tree East to West to South is booted in this red clay And everyday I get up and work my ass to the bone So I can pay for me a home, in the ghetto or the woods,to build I'm packing my steel too (Khujo) Slow rolling, everybody in this clique holding Anything we riding in is stolen And you can tell when a nigga on round' here His neck and his wrists be all frozen You wanna go bust because some fool caught you dozing Out on the ave posing But you ain't no more good, like a used up trojan You horsing around, now your spot finna' be closing down We brang them guns, you tote them roses Indecent exposure, beat you till' you're swollen Now here, put some ice on that Work with, reject heavy crack now pick up pick up pick up hook (Big Gipp) Hold up, wait up, Gipp swolled in here My eyes getting little and its hard to steer Reverse safe, can't wait, communicate next tale Kept my money in the floor so I can chalk bail And anything you got for me, just hold Cause I'll be back one day to get them folds Take a second to regroup, get back in the loop See the veins never change, only part is in the name I ain't that old, wanna play me cold Wanna treat me like a ?wrangler? wanna snatch my gold See I was raised by a man, so a man you see Came up in the trailors of Fulton County Hard top for the winter, soft top for the summer If we caught roaming the streets, we some runners )From the street corners (Cee-Lo) Well when you looking at me make sure that I'm trapping and slowed down Still suffer from sunrise till' the sun done gone down Before I go any further, fool let me break it on down Get blasting with the best and get brutally blown down YES SIRE! COLLAPSE AND GET CAUGHT IN THE CROSSFIRE Talking shit at one time, but nowadays your cause higher From the hatred, hunger, hopelessness, yes I kill So I guess I'm no better than the rest But I try to be Somehow these streets feel so fly to me I'm a get it right Lord "Cee-Lo, Don't you lie to me!" I hope this work here work me a way up out this Hey, don't wanna die the same way my buddy did the other day Damn |
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from Goodie Mob - World Party (1999)
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You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty Now when I saw you in the club, all I did was stare Intimidated by my golds and my long ass hair But I couldn't let you pass, and didn't even care I had to make conversation, and let you know this here Who am I, the well known T-Mo, represent the G Mo B Trinity to infinity Baby whats your name, where you came from Where you get your game from, I bet you learned a lot growing up Being a cute lil' thang, like to bang with the big dawgs Roll in the big hogs, 18, living life raw Little shawty was a dream Had to put up my dream my brother had You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty Well my dear, this here you can quote Carlitto will cut your motherfucking throat Left low, you can ride shotgun in the boat Hit my red light digit and thats all she wrote Of course, she shaped like a stallion horse Goddammit, shawty finish your drink We going to get a room, what the hell you think I'll buy you something to eat, but you can't break the bank First time, the gold plate from the IHOP Then to the inn to umm drop, plop plop, fizz fizz oh what a relief it is Get it, got it gone, now he out for his You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty Hey Jo (huh?), I know this girl that wanna cut your throat Hold up shawty Before you finna to get your boy in some serious trouble man I'm talking bout' cost cutting (snip-snip), ain't nothing Tell her all we can do together, is make this grip-grip She talking 'bout chiefing, sipping, bending and stripping I ain't chicken fool, you know I'm ranged up All these fools around here may be harder But I ain't studying this young buck Jail baits are best seen hiking the drawls And looking for a daddy to cake her All you gotta do is take her out, stuff her face, get her pumped Put her on the chopping block, now she nice and crunk But I ain't no punk dutty Heard if you stick your thumb in their booty it drive 'em nutty She'll walk nann day, owe me but a cent and out when I'm through boo Now you know the real meaning of cutty You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty Gipp cutty, they call me too fresh too clean Got the girls hooked off the D like morphine Where we gonna go, I don't know but lets hit it With the strawberries, blueberries, looking for the tooth fairy For the night out, downtown, second floor, in the loft with the lights out Candles straight burning Everybody hot, clothes on the floor You ain't know, yo we got some hollywood cake we can slice Mrs. Meyer Even got some twins that can get in Head for head, bed for bed, it don't matter Everything jumping off just right, and we ain't leaving till the sunlight Cause we undercover with our cutty buddy You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey |
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We got that fie fie, we got that fie fie We got that fie fie delish (x2) (Khujo) Back in the whole, ?hide like I stole? Put us in this where its at make all the dough Throw out your dough Uhh you ain't hard, you're stupid, like ?counting the votes on yourself? With the ref, calling the game between your frames I'm on the corner jumping cain, to every lane that walk by uhh Stop calling my momma house, and hanging up Niggas is Biggie Smalls, ready to die, a horrible death I wanna ?court case and doctor?, because the ? is on nigga Time flying,who having fun Making runs, up and down Cambelton, Put one ?over the jail? where you ?fired? one Stop gossiping, your marriage on the rocks, and you jealous 43 and can't keep a man, because you careless I'm too generous, so my kindness is took for weakness You don't want to see me nut up, I leave you teethless And the toothfairy don't run on friday the 5th or the ?7 day hassle? Stop eating ?eagle eye and ??, so I rhyme past ?? ?The move master? We got that fie fie delish hook (T-Mo) I said we got, we got, nigga we cocked it and dropped it Ain't no stopping it, popped it, locked it, flop flipping it Leaving 'em dripping with SWAT's shit, on that forehand The godfather of my nigga first seed, please show us much love ?? Lil Willy ?I'm busting the philly?, on this first day I don't play bout' my family Mob Goodie, lumberjack, woody, down your ?? When I enter the room, shawty numb Having fun, music give me the power The man of the hour Look,it's on when I hit you with this fie fie in your eye Aww Naw, you better not cry Who got that fie fie, we got that fie fie Who got that fie fie delish (Cee-Lo) Now get back, you hit you get hit back Click clack, Bu-yak! Automatic at-tack, got gats Whenever, however, you want to act Think it ain't when it is, shawty gonna kill a nigga ass bout' his Rhyme pays, I could blaze in a maze for days ?Flat concrete or thick metals?, we won't settle Till' its evident and obvious, don't fuck with us Ya heard, I mean every word I bust Trust me, you can't stop me, even if you bust me ?? must be in the same ?fashion pack? ?Jesus came? I'm the future, I'm forever, I'm the flame hook (Big Gipp) Everything grit to the grind Gimme something to hold and watch me flip it two times The whites of his eyes couldn't hide all the shit up on his mind Always inclined to soft touch If I'm approached wrong, ?blew lead just through the skyways? And touch back down on the one-way highway Got a bus with 21 beds,and if the door swing open it's 21 heads Nickel plate with the numbers straight Just in case the spot got funny money Now who call, well you got your wish Goodie Mob in your town with that fie fie delish All up in your face bitch hook |
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from Set It Off (셋 잇 오프) by Christopher Young [ost] (1996)
No ego trippin', just growin' old All up when I'm feelin' cold 'Cause pain up on my soul seems to be all I feel Watchin' my family fall apart, was all I never wanted to see 'Cause I got love for one another I'd kill for my only brother, even though he might be wrong At times I'm gon' do what I got to do to come through every scary moment Just brought us closer which kept us down Remember them days when southwest Atlanta wasn't even 'round So out the reds to wet it And say they actin' brains, relaxin' And steady stackin' and pistol packin' And trackin' is tired I set it off! I don't be sittin' in a trap slangin' lil' peewees Tell Mike, "Damn I'm 'bout to mess up my re-up money" See, I used to wear my shoes until I couldn't no more Now I hit the store, when the lace get old I wear Calhoun jeans 'cause I don't like Calvin I relate to my folks To make you think this 'bout my third album This supposed to be the times when the moon and the sky turn purple So watch this full circle Black wire touch red Red wire touch black Me and Big Slate got this drop wit some gator backs And I'm thinkin' 'bout how much I make He get the rims, I get the system and we leave him the tapes Ya know what I'm sayin' Who gives a damn about catchin' a charge It's been a while since I seen my boys One time for my potnas who got out today Back on the grind, did that time, got that hide-away Okay (that's right) I just got to say Two times for the crook who just got away It done got so quiet now, I can here a rat piss On cotton, one apple sport the whole Barrel rotten What it mean when you see the sun and the moon shinin' At the same time This God's way, you dug your own grave The righteous path was laid But you chose to go astray Ay, out the war shit Wakin' up in a cold sweat Through the same ol' skit Genocide >From the inside, look a pit You lie, never killed nobody Let's take it to the ol' school No you can't Hands shakin' like a dog shittin' fish s Don't stare Can't help the crooked look It came with the face I used to steal from my folks But now I'm straight Went through the neighborhood rat's pockets books Ooh You missin' somethin' of value We have you, got you Jumpin', dumb bitch, you gets nothin' Nobody knows the trouble I have seen My homeboy MD write me from the ? 24-7, hell or Heaven, it ain't no tellin' Will it be mo' sunshine for the due time felon They gave him 10, do 3, self year, probation Law leaders not, unto no temptation Yall know how it be You make a monkey move, lay yourself on the street You'll understand me They don't care nuttin' 'bout you In that cold cell Can't do nuttin' but take what them folk give me I'm dead serious Them folk givin' away time Just to show us the good Lord keep lettin' the sun shine One time for them niggas who got out today And my folks on stokes ?? just westward on Olympian Way Uh-huh And I just got to say Two times for the crook who just got away "Uh-huh.. Believe that.." "Uh-huh.. Believe that.." |
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from Santana 16집 - Supernatural (1999)
Watch the master plan, the pastures span
Through the streets, move the sheep Flipped the beat, like the shepherd It’s a new day, my crew stay forever striving Give thanks cause we alive, and been through the gutter Now we see the horizon It’s clear to me now Used to be confused, took a lot of years to see how Now, we moving planets Take the average mind and expand it You take for granted like we’re always gonna be disadvantaged But soon come, it soon come, ya soon done Ya start run, you stumble, we catch one In the rhythm, Santana lick the guits with precision Not accidental, intentional conscious decision To Zion, we’re marching through with African Mayans Conquering Babylon with the heart of a lion And the walls of Jericho come a-tumbling down Tell me, how long has it been Is everything, everything alright my friend You see, time is passing, people asking how come none of this ain’t lasting Money will make people deal like they don’t even have to feel But no, it ain’t real, it ain’t real Oh, do you like the way that it’s going down Do you like the way that it’s going down Ooh, do you like the way How long, how long will we wait, to sit down and communicate See, everything is relative, if you want to get then give Can’t we all just build and live,can’t we, can’t we? Do you like the way that it’s going down Do you like the way that it’s going down Do you like the way that it’s going down Do you like the way that it’s going down |
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from Any Given Sunday (애니 기븐 선데이) by Richard Horowitz [ost] (2000)
(feat. Outkast)
(Al Pacino) "I'll fight for you 'til the day I die" (Gipp) Yeah.. yeah.. yo Gipp keep it slow poke, hang out the side with no rope Sit in the tub, flick the remote and soak Pull up, jump out, and then I strut for em And if anybody got problems, I'ma cut for em In this atmosphere now you can disappear smoke thick Shells bail like tailbacks lookin for hoes Drag my ass down the air like I care Scar that ass, leave your shirt open like an arab Makin money off these breakdown slabs We got this zone, get your own Better move on before your folk get split, you won't forget The DF put it down, now get down, or sit down (OutKast) Sunday mornin, makes me feel so Godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul.. (Khujo) I tackle my problems, never run from my foes Stiff-arm facemask, hit the juke but it didn't leave a sucka froze like he just tried to stuff a whole ki up in his nose on all fo's You hit em high I hit em low, for this dough Yo heart gon' bust out here, cause we comin full speed We deep and take you lift you up off of your feet at the lift, of the glass, sippin victory Clean cut but I stay dirty Uhh, you play fair, I teach I spot this pig in yo' face like you never stopped eatin pork or beast, ?? ?? Tenacious on his grill, uhh, all-pro hall of famer with no fears, blood sweat and tears, uhhh, uhh, ohh shit (OutKast) Sunday mornin, makes me feel so Godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul.. (Andre) The rich boy got it bad cause he is rich The po' boy got it bad cause he is po' The bad boy got it bad cause he won't grow The good gul got it good cause she got game It runs in no undeveloped fellas considered lame Same like mechanics do it, baby who need her Buick repaired don't have no knowledge of what a brake shoe is Make woo it, turns a nigga, sperm it tickle We wiggle, ?? emotions like dill pickle in autumn, fall, into the bottom of black, holes Make a left on nothingness cause that's where I'm at Cold as summer, I got yo' number, you got my number Let's add em, see what we come with maybe we can slumber like uhh, babies in homes and uhh, retarded ones, uhh Dolphins and whales, uhh, the smartest ones, so nothing you can do can be new up under the sun Depending what sun you live under you can be the one on (OutKast) Sunday mornin, makes me feel so Godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul.. (OutKast) Sunday mornin, makes me feel so Godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul.. (OutKast) Sunday mornin, makes me feel so Godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul.. |
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from Gnarls Barkley - St. Elsewhere (2006)
[Intro]
Pump up the peculiar While I yell unique Aaaaah, let me show you right here Heeeeeeey, Aaaahaaaaahaaa Ooooh, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse] I'm well on my way I'm almost everything And this is my day You make me want to say [Hook] I'm freeee! Look at me! Behold everything I'm allowed to see Freeee,! Come and see Na, na, na, na, na na na [Verse] The shapeless, formless, heart is enormous Bore this, I've worn this, no never what the norm is Come hear this, it's fearless Contrast, colour, prisms, so warmin' Listen and love it [Hook #2] I'm freeee! Look at me! Freedom in hi-fidelity Freeee! come and see Na, na, na, na, na na na [Verse] What you waitin' on? I won't ask your, passion, smilin', laughin' Yieldin', feelin', helpin', healin' Introduce your neighbour to your saviour [Hook #3] I'm freeee! Look at me! Freedom in hi-fidelity Freeee! Na, na, na, na, na na na |
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from Gnarls Barkley - St. Elsewhere (2006)
I remember when I remember
I remember when I lost my mind There was something so pleasant about that Place Even your emotions have an echo in so much space And when you're out there Without care Yeah I was out of touch But it wasn't because I didn't know enough I just knew too much Does that make me crazy Does that make me crazy Does that make me crazy Possibly And I hope that you are having the time of your life But think twice That's my only advice Come on now who do you who do you who do you who do you think you are Ha ha ha bless your soul You really think you're in control Well I think you're crazy I think you're crazy I think you're crazy Just like me My heroes had the heart To lose their lives out on a limb And all I remember Is thinking I want to be like them Ever since I was little ever since I was little oh it looked like fun And it's no coincidence I've come And I can die when I'm done But maybe I'm crazy Maybe you're crazy Maybe we're crazy Probably |
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from Gnarls Barkley - St. Elsewhere (2006)
I packed a few of my belongings
Left the life that I was living Just some memories of it Mostly the ones I can't forget Whenever you need me I'll be here Until then my dear I'm going, I'm going, I'm going there Don't ask me to make time To travel back and forth Let nature take it's course Maybe I'm open from all this ocean air And if it weren't for you I'd be without a care Setting sail to St. Elsewhere Anywhere you sit you can see the sun Unfortunately on this island I'm the only one Same rules apply on a rainy day And it's not such a pretty place to be It just rains, and rains, and rains on me Send a simple side, I can understand Then a flower grew out that sand Before you knew it, I was back out on that sea Now I don't mind it so much Because as long as I'm not there Anywhere is St. Elsewhere Way over yonder there is new frontier Would it be so hard for you to come and visit me here? I understand Would you just send me a message in a bottle then baby? St. Elsewhere |
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from Gnarls Barkley - St. Elsewhere (2006)
Beautiful girl, lovely dress,
High school smiles, oh yes, Beautiful girl, lovely dress, Where she is now I can only guess. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone away. When I see you, Eyes will turn blue, When I see you, A thousand eyes turning blue. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone away. I can tell by the way that you, Switch and walk, I can see by the way, That you baby talk. I know by the way that you, Treat your man. I can love you baby, 'til it's a crying. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone away. Beautiful girl, lovely dress, 15 miles, oh yes, Beautiful girl, lovely dress, Where she is now I can only guess. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone away |
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from Gnarls Barkley - St. Elsewhere (2006)
[Verse]
What did you do? What did you say? Did you walk - or did you run away? Where are you now? Where have you been? Did you go alone - or did you bring a friend? [Hook #1] I need to know this - cause I notice when you're smilin' Out in the sun havin' fun and you're feelin' free And I can tell you know how hard this life can be But you keep on smilin' for me [Verse] What went right? What went wrong? Was it the story - or was it the song? Was it overnight - or did it take you long? Was knowing your weakness what made you strong? [Hook #2] Or all the above - oh how I love to see you smilin' And oh yeah - take a little pain just in case You need something warm to embrace To help you put on a smilin' face Hey, put on a smilin' face [Bridge] Don't you go off into the new day with any doubt Here's a summary of somethin' that you could smile about: Say for instance, my girlfriend she bugs me all the time But the irony of it all is that she loves me all the time [Hook #3] I want to be you - whenever I see you smilin' Cause it's easily one of the hardest things to do Your worries and fears become your friends And they end up smilin' at you Put on a smilin' face |
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from Gnarls Barkley - St. Elsewhere (2006)
I've got a monster in my closet
Someone's underneath my bed The wind's knocking at my window I'd kill it but it's already dead It waits till the midnight hour to come To torture me for the wrong i've done it just sits there and stares me And it won't let me get any sleep <i>[Repeat Hook]</i> At first I was scared when I looked at his eyes But now that I know him I'm not that surprised I'm just waiting on the sun to rise Oh how I wish that old sun would rise <i>[Repeat Hook]</i> I used to wonder why he looked familiar Then I realized it was a mirror And now it is plain to see, The whole time the monster was me <i>[Repeat Hook]</i> Yeah Mmm The living dead Only thing that could bring it back alive, Woman Is some good good head (Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha) |
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from Gnarls Barkley - St. Elsewhere (2006)
All I want is your understanding,
Ash in the small light of affections. Why is this my life? Is almost everybodies question. And I've tried, Everything but suicide, But its crossed my mind. I prefer peace, Wouldn't have to have one worldy possesion, But essentially I'm an animal, So just what do I do with all the aggresion? Well I've tried, Everything but suicide, But it's crossed my mind. Life is a one way street and, If you could paint it, I'd draw myself going in the right direction, So I go all the way, Like I really really know but the truth is, I'm only guessing. And I've tried, Everything but suicide, Ooh but it's crossed my mind... Just a thought. It's even dark in the day time, It's not just good, it's great depression When I was lost I even found myself, Looking in the guns direction. And so I've tried Everything but suicide But yes, it's crossed my mind... But I'm fine. |
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from Gnarls Barkley - St. Elsewhere (2006)
I, I, I, I, I, I
Know how to transorm I transform I transform I'm a transformer I, I, I, I, I, I Know how to transorm I transform (I can do it) I'll transform (I can do it) I'm a transformer I'm just being myself Plus I gotta be me too Silly of me to think that I couldn't bring myself to be you Ah but behold there is benevolence Behind this but I don't stare enough Be careful 'cause I'll kill you With kindness That's why I'm dressed quite neatly 'Cause it's easy and discreetly they seek me And when they reach me and see me they Believe me completely I'm a real live wire I ain't lying If it's between me and you I ain't dying I can transform, I can transform, I can transform Without even trying wow I, I, I, I, I, I Know how to transorm I transform I transform I'm a transformer I, I, I, I, I, I Know how to transorm I transform I'll transform I'm a transformer Now I'm someone else Now someone can be me too Behold the beautiful and bold everyday I Wake up to be new Oh but it's simple but they still Can understand why I think I can, I think I can, I think I can oh can I? I'm a microchip off the old block You know not but I was a robot And I sold rock and you would get For sho shoot with a gold Glock boy I rode pac Something that you won't see again What the hell might as well be a friend I can transform, I can transform, No telling who I will have to Be again. I, I, I, I, I, I Know how to transorm I transform I transform I'm a transformer I, I, I, I, I, I Know how to transorm I transform I'll transform I'm a transformer |
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from Gnarls Barkley - St. Elsewhere (2006)
[Verse 1]
Basically I'm complicated I have a hard time taking the easy way I wouldn't call it sketchophrenic But I'll be at least be two people today If that's ok And I can go on and on and on But who cares? It's deep how you can be so shallow And I'm afraid cause I have no fear And I didn't believe in magic Until I watched you disappear I wish you were here And I can go on and on and on But who cares? You see everybody is somebody But nobody wants to be themselves And if I ever wanted to understand it I have to talk to someone else Cause every little bit helps And I can go on and on and on But who cares? It feels like the surreal life But it's still nice wish I can live twice And I still might if these ones here right I see a little light eventhough it's still night And I can go on and on and on But who cares? |
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from Gnarls Barkley - St. Elsewhere (2006)
I'm on the line.
I'm on the line. Once I clean my mirror. I'm a be feeling fine. Trying to get there is, all that's on my mind. When I'm on the line. Even though I run my race, With a smile on my face. It ain't easy, naw it ain't. Feels like the life of the party. But it's all in your mind, On the line. I'm on the line. I'm on the line. Once I clean my mirror. I'm a be feeling fine. Even when you're falling, Just pretend you're flying. When ya on the line. I'm with everybody but I'm still alone, Just look down, that's my, line your standing on. Let's keep it friendly and we'll be just fine. But don't cross that line! |
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from Gnarls Barkley - St. Elsewhere (2006)
Wake up, wake up, wake up,
Don't Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, Ah ha Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, It's naughty Very naughty Necrophilia Without a care I'm compassionate about killing her I'd have my way with what's left of the will in her Cosmopolitans and cocaine and an occasional pill in her When she spoke I saw a spark But it was dark so I drove her home When she died Sexy suicide Sweet nothings for the Nam You feel where I'm coming from Have no fear Everything's is fine My girl parties All the time Did you hear what I said With this ring I do wed A body in my bed She was cool when I met her But I think I like her better Dead Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Hahahaha The production is progressive But the reason is retro The cause of cold blooded murder I named it neo-necro I whisper in her ear To hear an echo Echo, co, co I keep her It's cheaper I love too much to let go We discussed over dinner how she would die Before the day was done So I caught just in time to have a little fun And you could use a little sun So scream and holler Run and play Wish you could die Another day Come back to see this house Done what I could to revive My soft side survived Man Thought you was alright And she was alive Hahahahaha Hahahahaha |
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from Gnarls Barkley - St. Elsewhere (2006)
I, I, I, I can paint a picture with a pen
But a song will only scratch the skin And there are still places I haven't been Because I know what's in there Is already in the air Oh yeah There's a storm on the way There's a storm on the way All right There's a storm on the way, yeah Uh huh And it's coming no matter what I say Oh Here I come, I come, I come, I come Hey, hey, hey There's truth in the thunder Love in the lightning The feeling is frightening But isn't it exciting I'm something like stormy weather If I weren't we'd never Huddle together Do I have to tell ya That I'm also the sunlight That shines shortly after I just rain 'cause I have to On to other chapter I wish you lots of laughter Till the next time you see me Just remember you need me I'm the storm coming, coming, coming So here I come, I come, I come, I come Well come on! Here I come, I come, I come, I come Ah come on! Run towards the hills To avoid the high floods I can do a dance that'll make the sky cry blood Skills provoking Seals to be broken open All that's left to do is try my love Woah An I'm singing in the cyclone I'm writing a raging sea searching For a sign of the times Is it safe to say it's me Listen to our lives The wind will whisper the way it is I'm going to happen what a lovely day it is Don't ask why Just live And Die |
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from Gnarls Barkley - St. Elsewhere (2006)
<i>[Verse]</i>
All work and no play That's the way it is, ain't it? There's a rhythm deep inside of you And you must get reacquainted <i>[Hook]</i> When was the last time you danced? When was the last time you danced? Well come rock with me baby Dance with me darling Step with me sweetheart The world is watching <i>[Verse]</i> Under an endless sky Wish I could fly away forever (and ever) And the poetry is so pure When we are on the floor together (it's been a long time) <i>[Hook]</i> <i>[Bridge]</i> Don't deny me any further Let me have my way Oooh, come closer, yeah Let's dance the night away <i>[Hook]</i> |
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from Gnarls Barkley - Who Cares ? / Gone Daddy Gone [single] (2006)
[Verse 1]
Basically I'm complicated I have a hard time taking the easy way I wouldn't call it sketchophrenic But I'll be at least be two people today If that's ok And I can go on and on and on But who cares? It's deep how you can be so shallow And I'm afraid cause I have no fear And I didn't believe in magic Until I watched you disappear I wish you were here And I can go on and on and on But who cares? You see everybody is somebody But nobody wants to be themselves And if I ever wanted to understand it I have to talk to someone else Cause every little bit helps And I can go on and on and on But who cares? It feels like the surreal life But it's still nice wish I can live twice And I still might if these ones here right I see a little light eventhough it's still night And I can go on and on and on But who cares? |
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from Gnarls Barkley - Who Cares ? / Gone Daddy Gone [single] (2006)
Beautiful girl, lovely dress,
High school smiles, oh yes, Beautiful girl, lovely dress, Where she is now I can only guess. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone away. When I see you, Eyes will turn blue, When I see you, A thousand eyes turning blue. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone away. I can tell by the way that you, Switch and walk, I can see by the way, That you baby talk. I know by the way that you, Treat your man. I can love you baby, 'til it's a crying. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone away. Beautiful girl, lovely dress, 15 miles, oh yes, Beautiful girl, lovely dress, Where she is now I can only guess. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone. Cuz its gone daddy gone, The love is gone away |
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from Common 5집 - Electric Circus (2002)
Common (talking)
phone rang, screen said caller ID said blocked, but for some reason i decided to answer it. on the other end was a french accent. he told me we needed to rap quick, cause he had did some bad shit, and would be gone for years, spending these last two days, with his momma and his kids when he spoke I wasn't trying to hear it ,cause I knew he was a real good person, and this didn't seem like it was in his spirit. he couldnt believe as much as i couldnt, what he done . he said now its time for him to turn himself in. no longer could he run, from life, from God. start thinkin, why is doing right is so hard. I got back to him when we was inLondon discussin the new testament and how our lives related to it, and how we could make the best of it. my voice became destined, so I asked him why you gotta go. he said you know turn to Matthew 24 he said no one knows the hour, nor do they know the day, but the kingdom is near, don't let anything lead you to stray. as long as God is with you, everything will be okay. so right about then,we decided to pray. Bilal just lyin back makin the smoke disperse a ray.... deep into clouds (deep into clouds) it's makin things appear to me so clearly.... deep in the clouds (deep in the clouds) just lyin back makin the smoke disperse a ray... deep in the clouds (deep in the clouds) it's makin things appear to me so clearly... deep into clouds (yeah,) Ceelo your time is a terrible to waste!!! for it's not one of the...possesions that you can brang to space (yeah, it don't matter) its a challenge, but the chance of seeing, is quite a dream to chase (yes it is) I hope I remind God of him when he sees my face (yeah) he gon see it! Omar (keeps on ) the feeling just keeps on lifting me higher (ever) and its everflowing it's, everflowing (keeps on ) when every thing, puts a smile on my face(ever-flowing, ever-flowing) and i recognize the strong goal but i keep on going, i keep on going (he keeps on going....in the background) i keep on going on!! (he keeps on going echo) Jill Scott hey mighty love, watching over me.... a smile........brillant..... all over .....constantly..... warm .....comforting..... perfect...like ...no..thing no hate..no confusion...no strain simply peace.... simply simply...simply...simply Mary J. Blidge No fear! Heaven is to me no fear of destruction understanding who he is his name is christ!!(yeah) heaven, heaven is to me wisdom, understanding, knowledge (ohh understanding) Erykah Badu streets of gold and pearly gates halos wings all dressed in white-haaaahhhahh, haaaaahhhuuah! angels sing and cymbols glare no ones rich no one's poor haaahhhhuuahh haauaahhaa people dreaming they live free making love while they in love haaaahhhuuahhh haahhuuahh won-der-ful dream wake me when you're home haa! haahhhaa haaaaaaiiiiahahah! Papa Lynn (talkin) Heaven, heaven is being pops heaven is spending the day with your grandchildren listenin to they voices whenand they laughing and play and then at the end of the day we hug we kiss and slowly they walk away and then suddenly they turn and rush back to me and hug me round the knees yeah, that's heaven to me |
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from Musiq - Soulstar (2003)
Have you ever had a day when
Nothing goes your way All you do seems to be in vain And everthing is just a waste of your time Chorus But have you ever had that moment in life When everything is cool (yeah) Didn't have to worry about the time It all went as it should And you were having the greatest moment in life (yeah) Don't you worry about the past cause It's gonna be what it is All that you can do is try to Make you future beautiful And let it be the greatest moment in life I remember almost ebery December when we where critters And mama said that there was only one thing she could get us When God must have been with us Cause it is heavenly joy When you make up Chirstmas morning to every toy Then there's the birth of my boy Here to inherit the rhythm And when I see it in Him I ask myself what more can I give Him Adn I would love to but I can't spend every moment Him It's just thoes big ole eyes that encourage me to keep living Hey, ohh when I'm singing I'm sharing, or rhymimg I'm shining my light And although the love is so blinding I still end up finding my wife All I can do is reminisce cause there is no rewinding my life But the future so bright that it's almost blinding my sight It's like all a sudden you life is so cool Cause everything in it is working for you your friends and you family are getting along It feels like when you here your favorite song Or when you know that you got money to spend You never want that moment to end (repeat) |
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from Puff Daddy - Forever (1999)
[Puffy]
I'll never stop I don't give a fuck If it's me against a million billion of Ya'll mother fuckers I will never stop I bust six out the roof of my Bentley Coup Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, Can't recoup I'll be damned if you get more points than me Sell more joints than me Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name Smoke on it, shit, choke on it Bitch nigga, I'mma make a hit nigga Hot mother fucker down to the skit nigga Game over playa, and nigga ya scored low Hit me later young, and I'm at the award show Bank account ten digits and it's all "O's" I floss the most shit, fuck the most hoes Come on, you can even ask Don Juan It's official now, they all rock Sean John Might have to change my name to strong arm You came to get money man? That shit been long gone, come on [Shyne] Have much to do with nigga since Nicolas Bond Poppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm gone Shyne poor, cuz your dream come from one bottle Prominent premier, premium bravo Watch him explain ain't nothin' But blood thug crime though Shots in the spinal, from my rivals Cross the t's and dot the i's and Pay the judge, drop the top we'll mess around Shit, it's the kid rapper's feelin' You cowards don't know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere Bustin' shots in the atmosphere and Not caring, fuckin' the proscecutor at my hearin' Money laundering, honies wondering Who me? I reply casually Come what God would be if He was a straight G Tonight too tight out of a big ditch we ride [Redman] Yo yo yo, it's your hide Grab the rope and yell rawhide Front line is pussy, call off sides I'm focus but my hand is cross-eyed I left my gun home, here borrow mine Pop the nine like a judge "All rise" This gun'll knock plants off tall guys We value-packs, y'all small fries (Yo, I'm from the projects) Yo, but on the floor tied Don't matter, we'll take up all size Truly yours doc, then PPP hide, my name is Since five, I talk jive In church dressed in cordoroy ties Now I'm grown up and been married four times Besides, I'm just a sight for soar eyes Brick city, known pop the door wide Stolen Bonneville in New York High [G-Dep] Reversin' the plot Last come, first one to rot, first in the glot If I miss, circlin' the block, servin' the pot And I be the person to watch If your girl missin' the rock, purse and a watch Hot as it gets, from Hell came outta you debts Buy the cassette, rewind it to death Alota y'all sweat it, you try to forget How I rock shit from N.Y. to Tibet You got it to bet? That's just how you got into debt You lost when you nodded your neck Through the vest, Through the chest that you tried to protect Take the voice that you try to project, check Darin' you to kid, cat shootin' sperm in you wiz I'm why you smell herb in the crib Man I'm out for doubtful, shit I spit a mouthful Indo out-do, intro to outro [Sauce Money] I'm the hottest thing spittin' so go warn |
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from Common 8집 - Universal Mind Control (2008)
Ahh the sun is shining brighter cause you really make my day you really make my day ohhh oh oh yeah i think i like her cause she really makes my day yeah she really makes my day ohhh oh oh see her on the beach she was wrappped in a towel her bodys going down see her ass crack to smile enjoying the nile take it the breeze or some cat a mouse and she was the cheese on the sun keys yeah on a conversation california dreamin now california cation said she had drinks in the coller and i had an inventation if i wanted i could brewer this is just an invdication on how cool she was a couple of chicks came groupie love they aint want no pictures im think damn damn thats really cool because sometimes i wannta chill sometimes the best things in life are not even planned came to the sand and got more than a tan baby girl im a man and we can do this my way take a ride on the highway and pretend that its friday Ahh the sun is shining brighter cause you really make my day you really make my day ohhh oh oh yeah i think i like her cause she really makes my day yeah she really makes my day ohhh oh oh she was at a bar b que pretty painted nails she took off her shoes grammer school sippin on some l thinking man shes cool sun smiling on her hair playing spades and we can be a pair i love it when its sunny girl you could be my inderpendence day and freedoms in the air dance and danced away yo showing steppin like a tango like me got me sweet as icy spicy drip from my lips we can do something hip trip around the world in a day play phonia a Ahh the sun is shining brighter cause you really make my day you really make my day ohhh oh oh yeah i think i like her cause she really makes my day yeah she really makes my day ohhh oh oh Ahh the sun is shining brighter cause you really make my day you really make my day ohhh oh oh yeah i think i like her cause she really makes my day yeah she really makes my day ohhh oh oh |
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from Cee Lo Green - Closet Freak : The Best Of Cee-Lo Green The Soul Machine (2006)
Yeah.. ooh..
You so freaky.. You so freaky shorty.. Ooh you so freaky.. Shit, you so freaky shorty.. Uh uh, you so freaky.. Ooh Lord, you so freaky.. Mmm uh, you so freaky shorty.. HAH HAH!! [Cee-Lo] Now everybody that's grown got skeleton bones they got hidden away Yes y'all there's a freak in us all, yet some choose not to say You can't let those who ain't yet, make you they lil' ball of clay Be free and express yourself, nastiness comes naturally Listen to me now It could be the way I wanna freak a song, tattoos, or the way I dress Or it could be; I wanna walk my way and refusin to follow the rest Or when people haven't been where you been and they say you still going too far Or when you wit ya girl and Pull over and fuck somethin in the back of the car [Hook] I'm a freak! A closet freak! A freak! Awwww a freak! [Cee-Lo after each pause in hook] I'm so excited, go on and say it Oh I'm a freak, yes I'm a freak, and just can't fight it I'm so excited, go on and say it If you a freak, say you a freak, don't try to fight it [Cee-Lo] You got to let the music freak your mind All the way, if yo' brain leavin don't mind You know a boyfriend thing is hard to find Get on the floor mama and bump and grind Ain't nuttin wrong wit - You only gon' get But it ain't no fun if you been freakin all mo'nin I'll turn you on to it - if you want you gon' do it All you got to do is find somebody like you [Hook] A freak! A closet freak! A freak! Awwww a freak! [Cee-Lo after each pause in hook] I'm so excited, go on and say it Oh I'm a freak, yes I'm a freak, and just can't hide it I'm so excited, go on and say it If you a freak, say you a freak (Wait a minute, where the God-damn horns?) {music plays with Cee-Lo vocalizing and singing} [Cee-Lo] La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-laaaaah! FREAK! - Sometimes I like freakin in the mornin FREAK! - Sometimes I like freakin at night FREAK! - Some people like freakin just lightly FREAK! - Some people think freakin ain't right FREAK! - Some people like freakin outside now FREAK! - Some people like freakin in the club FREAK! - Some people like freakin on the express-way FREAK! - Some people keen doin it in public FREAK! - Some people like freakin with the lights out FREAK! - Some people hell just don't care FREAK! - Some people like freakin 'bout money FREAK! - Some people freak anywhere FREAK! - You a freak? FREAK! - Are you a freak? FREAK! - I'm a freak FREAK! - Big ol' freak {music plays till fade} |
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from Cee Lo Green - Closet Freak : The Best Of Cee-Lo Green The Soul Machine (2006)
Hey
A little boy you're not allowed to stay You have to evolve inevitably And I've sure come a long way The road up ahead was so unclear Backslidin down the bottle of beer Nobody knew if I would make it here Sweet music set me free From the statistic that I started to be I wish my mama was alive to see The memories of the pain have scarred And when I fall it's usually hard But I get up and keep followin' God Hey, I'm gettin' grown, (la la la la la, la la la la la) I'm gettin grown I'm gettin grown (la la la la la, la la la la la) I'm gettin grown, hey Now I remember the good ol' days Broads and boxes and blunts to blaze Now I got three children to raise I never won't be perfect I know But workin on it is worth it I know Life is just learning as you go Been selfish once or twice I had to learn how to sacrifice To live to my late nineties be nice Every day that goes by I find It either hits me or it robs me blind God I owe you this life of mine I'm gettin grown (la la la la la, la la la la la) I'm gettin grown, I'm gettin grown (la la la la la, la la la la la) I'm gettin grown (whistling) Oooo, time changed but it feels the same, There's no tellin what tommorow will bring, Even if I could I wouldn't change a thang Hey, Lord I know I'm not here to stay But thanks for wakin' me up today Prepare me for what may come my way Say, young man, there's no need to cry Because I know we will get by Look your destiny in the eye Everyday my heart burns to try You got to walk before you learn to fly And we all got to earn to die I'm gettin' grown (la la la la la, la la la la la) I'm gettin' grown I'm gettin' grown (la la la la la, la la la la la) I'm gettin' grown I'm gettin' grown (la la la la la, la la la la la) I'm gettin' grown I'm gettin' grown (la la la la la, la la la la la) I'm gettin' grown I'm gettin' grown (la la la la la, la la la la la) I'm gettin' grown (fade) |
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from Cee Lo Green - Closet Freak : The Best Of Cee-Lo Green The Soul Machine (2006)
I am the music... (I am...)
I've yet to define myself as just, one thing. (I am...) Let's just say that I am the actual and factual supernatural... sight and surrounds Signification of conversation Two or more words rhyming in song form or spoken syncupation Heh, the reason the rudery reanimation and realization of life is rhythm I am the heartbeat and the heartache, the here and now I am the purpose, the point... the living proof of a god somewhere The lifeline, lifelike laserbeam, the progression and direction Always will be always was What all comes from and all must return The center of a perfect circle, I am your soul Music of your mind Each feeling causing each function to be in conjunction with the music I am the music... [break] I am the music [beat changes] Let's get started shall we, cause you know it's time gone Every time these niggaz rhyme wrong So uhh, lights, camera, action I'm on I'll have them standing in line to get their mind blown I'm selling soul Rapping and singing and screaming and yelling soul Manufacturing, marketing, pricing, packaging, and e-mailing soul With no rehearsal, this one verse'll whole hearse you Now a commercial, but what I must first do is make my presentation a bit more personal Everything must go - for a small price you can have the heart of me There is no part of me that can't be calculated into a commodity My musings amount to a milestone a million miles above monotony And it'll make you feel so good, it got to be God, it got to be I paint prophecy, you know airbrush atrocity with philosophy And people ask me am I gon' preach one of these days and I just tell 'em "possibly" If you let me, I'll end up being everything probably And obviously it's like any other job would be so you might as well thank God for me But isn't it amazing, how the antenna ain't nothing but a sinner You just can't go and be ordained over dinner Now I can interest an intellectual or A-B-C it for a beginner But yes my seasons still change, and it is almost winter And it give it to you at God-speed, but yet it's gentle And when I rhyme I make reading fundamentals or even black and white My lyric is live and living color, my flow if fluorescent Like scripture highlighted in bright yellow And all this for $9.99, shit that's wonderful And the great thing about it is, if you disagree you're money's refundable But there's always something rewarding, about every Cee-Lo Green recording Cuz even after all your expenses people still aspire affording It's incredible how convincing I can be with a camera pointed at me But really sometimes rapping feel like tapping to make a cracker happy But when the DAT play and the beat get bumping like adolescent acne It's kinda sad but it's showtime, my sentiment exactly So don't get mad, everybody's doing it You know you wouldn't mind a commercial with your own tennis shoe in it Whether you're selling a dream, selling a scheme, or playing a role Like it or not we're selling soul... |
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If I could write one song to right all wrongs
I would, if I could But in retrospect a little bad is good, mm-hmm We all need what we want and don't want what we need, mm-mm Life is bittersweet a bitter seed indeed, mm-hmm Well I'm so human it is a goddamn shame... I'm your thing And I make sure that I always keep me some pain- yessir To remind me that I'll survive somehow- oh Lord please don't let nothin steal me away right now- and now Cuz I wanna hut two three four what the hell are you waiting for Live (think about it are you sure you're really living) Live (think about it are you sure you're really living) Now hut two three four what the hell are you waiting for Live (think about it are you sure you're really living) Just live (think about it are you sure you're really living) Well I've struggled so hard that I survived And it's a miracle that I'm still alive Said stand up, everybody, uh this is your life You gotta get it when you can y'all Havin fun, this is your night We can't forget about the brothers, the sisters, the lovers who ain't here You only got one life y'all and I repeat the point it ain't clear And if it ain't fear then what's stopping you from going Do you not want to be responsible for knowing Cuz ignorance is bliss And ignorance is just so fucking ignorant you may even be ignorant of this And to save somebody's soul is the significance of this I'm good lookin still cookin soul food so make a dish Light a candle for love blow it out and make a wish And I hope I die happy like this Cuz I wanna Hut two three four what the hell are you waiting for Live (think about it are you sure you're really living) Live (think about it are you sure you're really living) Now hut two three four what the hell are you waiting for Live (think about it are you sure you're really living) Just live (think about it are you sure you're really living) Well I've struggled so hard that I survived And it's a miracle that I'm still alive Well I have struggled so hard yet I survive And a little miracle that I'm still alive |
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from Cee Lo Green - Closet Freak : The Best Of Cee-Lo Green The Soul Machine (2006)
Bass Head Jazz...
Bass Head Feel like I'm walkin' across the sky Getting high on Bass Head Jazz The world is spinning so slow We ain't got nowhere to go Bass Head Let your mind be free Enter a new zone of understanding Gotta get high to get down Feel like I'm walkin' across the sky Getting high on Bass Head Jazz |
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from Cee Lo Green - Closet Freak : The Best Of Cee-Lo Green The Soul Machine (2006)
(Cee-Lo)
Peace How y'all feel out there That's cool Alright You know, sometimes I wanna rap Sometimes I wanna sing, you know what I mean Sometimes all it calls for is a nice mellow groove Hit of rimshot, you know Just get, you know, get you open But I wanna do a piece for y'all tonight, it's called sometimes Alright, so check it out Sometimes a stranger can be your best friend Sometimes being angry is the best mood Sometimes seeing you feel good makes me feel even better Sometimes hunger is the best food Sometimes good just ain't good enough And other times evil will get you even Sometimes faith is not knowing any better Sometimes nothing is what you believe in Woah Sometimes I don't even have a hook Sometimes you fail trying And sometimes happiness hurts worse Sometimes people live dying Sometimes it's the last person that makes you first Sometimes you'll keep what you don't want And other times you'll give away what you really need Sometimes a rich man won't have a dollar And all a poor man has is greed Woah Sometimes Sometimes I just wanna listen Sounds good to me Yeah Ay yo Lock, put them strings right here Sometimes I don't think people know I'm as good as I really am Now my recitings are writing over rhythm's Regularly reinacts facts of my existance So what proof of my expertise, many emcees know of me Using unrequested serious infested poetry To prevoke what persistance For instance, I don't let the T.V. screen come in between my daily routine At a spot where me and my boy went Someone interrupted our enjoyment What do you know, an out of work emcee looking for employment But I'm still curteous with my greeting, brother I'm eating And his style sounded similar to someone elses So evidently he's been cheating But I couldn't question the destiny in which we meet So, you guessed it, I suggested that he just have a seat And then I explained to him that I remained in the mean time Mastering mysterious methods of writing Finding my piece of mind with soft music and moonlighting Then supernaturaly I forsee the beginning stages And then eventually pages get filled completely You see, I dive into the depths of my soul Seeking to explore the hidden treasure of a pure literature While these others are unsure Being that the deepness makes them doubtful Deliberatly delaying Saying they'll settle for whatever washes toward the shore Delirous from dilusion My feelings were no more direct so the conclusion is seclusion Because mixed belief create confusion To remain plain and simplistic, realistic Accurate, articulate and absolutely artistic Uninhibited, unadulterated, unstoppable Unfuckwittable and unforgettable But since I've been granted the power of choice Let God bet the voice he is So all the credibility is his So let these be words of wisdom and in the same breath be warning Son I shine like Sunday morning Woah Sometimes See you next time |
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from Cee Lo Green - Cee-Lo Green And His Perfect Imperfections (2002)
Don't cry now
You know it happens to the best of us Goodbye now And don't forget about the rest of us I'm staying You never know if they can use me here I'm praying I won't be looking when you disappear And everybody's looking out For close encounters of another kind And it won't help me if I shout But I'm getting pretty close this time You're on my mind Don't worry I should have told you to beware of me Don't hurry Come back to see whatever's left of me I've cried some But I suppose I'm getting colder now You've died some But even you are getting older now And everybody's looking out For close encounters of another kind And it won't help me if I shout But I'm getting pretty close this time You're on my mind, all of the time Don't cry now Don't cry now |
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from Cee Lo Green - Cee-Lo Green And His Perfect Imperfections (2002)
Yeah, mmm mmm mmm, yeah that sho' feel good.
Hello! I go by the name of simply Cee-Lo Green - how do you do? Welcome. I thought I'd seize this opportunity to tell you a little bit more about myself if you don't mind. This is my vision. YouknowhatI'msaying? Check me out now. Uhh I have millenniums of material and rivers of rhythm An entire ocean of emotion that's enlightening to swim in Also a forest of feeling, beaten paths of peace Trapped inside my silhouette I have to speak to release Demanding more from the pen than I horde from the pen The line between playing to win and sin is thin But I walk it with grace and I talk it with taste I am that raw, simply put, and I rest my case; it's elementary Yet far more than resources to pay the rent for me Everything that I've done is divine Ask God, he'll tell ya, yeah, he mine So, you see, you don't need another thug out of me That is the last thing I plan to be on this LP But I'ma go slip into something mo' comfortable and continue the lesson No inconvenience at all, I insist on leaving an impression So relax, and ride out. Relax, okay, and ride out Just relax, and ride out. Players, relax, and ride out I also solicit visual verbalism worth a visit Intensely exquisite artism inquire all. Who is it? It's a deliciously daring delicacy I eat to exist Oh, he's waving those words, I want seconds and thirds Oh, hush. That's awful kind of you, you're making me blush I could use some competition, but they not making me much Man, this beat is like my master, it's making me bust Hip-hop is suffering, meaning I'm a necessity, if nothing But you like every other rapper - cornrows and a bandana But I get a hundred and fifty thousand dollar check every three months off Santana Don't you fuck up, though, my family is the whole side of Atlanta Now, how can I say? Okay, let me just put it this way If anyone ever contests my conquest my gun best Yo son just, takes one time to be one less Til you run and tell the rest that I'm the best I sang sweet, but brang heat to bang meat We all on the same street And it's not that often I verbalize the essential element of surprise I am not one of these thug rapper guys But this one will help you realize, and use both eyes to recognize the type of action that this amount of money buys Now listen son, let me drop some shit on you man I can just "do-do-do-do-do-do-do" and put a hit on you man With hot heat that will make your heart beat quit on you man And Mr. Dawson'll find a pretty box to fit on you man So relax, and ride out. Just relax, young man, and ride out Hey, you better relax, and ride out. Okay? Just relax, and ride out I could take that shit all day But if I only had sixteen more bars to live I'd get high, and hopefully O.D. on an alternative I'd give a dim lit dream, a colour scheme And I'd swim for the sun (so far) no matter how impossible that may seem I'd bury my feet in the foundation of a forest Becoming one with everything there I would belong. I would be right and wrong. But I'd be rare And then I would pretend I didn't care. Use my fear And pray that my forever would be fair. And I love you all, unconditional, I get misty already missing y'all And then I forgive those who rhyme to kill the time While mine cultivate the consciousness and Chill the spine, heal the mind, yet still sublime Ride out. Relax, and ride out. Relax, and ride out. Relax, and ride out This is one for the road. Yeah. One time for your motherfucking mind I told how you motherfucking play. D.F. y'all. Believe this. Yeah Shouts out to Outkast, Goodie Mob. Yeah, Backbone, where ya at brother? (Hey) Hahaha. Alright. (Easy now) Hahaha. Yeah. Can't nobody stop me now No, sir. Yeah. I'm gone, y'all. Oh, man. It's lovely. Ahahah. Yeah Somebody better stop me. Hahaha. Cause I'm good. Heheheheh. Yeah. Hahahahah Alright now. Heheheh. Yeah. Alright, we gonna relax, cause it feels so good Everybody doing their godamn thing. Yeah |
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from Cee Lo Green - Cee-Lo Green And His Perfect Imperfections (2002)
(feat. Big Gipp & Backbone)
(Cee-Lo) Hey say lil' buddy Come love... good god With your sugar brown hairs Girl my (?) m'm'm'... Where you at ya'll With my coolness I roll with my m' you look so good girl I had to go and ask something to you You so damn fine Shawty where you from? (Get it on now) Oh who me? Shawty I'm from the south side of town (Im from the south) Where you said you from? (Get it on ya'll) Whats up now let me holla at you for a minute I said uh, uh sugar pie What your name is? I been staring at you shawty all God damn night! Can we uh conversate for some hennesey straight Or we can boogy-oogy down Til' the morning light (Show your ride) Say lil' momma I usually don't clown Usually sit smoke a lil' bit or drink some brown liqour down But see it's something bout the way you make a playa wanna play So grab your glass of chardonnay and now lets go dance the night away (Chorus) Shawty shake it (shake it shake it) Shake your sugar for me (shake it shake it) (repeat 7X) (Backbone) Now let me introduce myself Call me Jimmy Supa-fly I say working them to death (Punches thrown) You hear the linen in the falling in place Tip-toe through the door then vacant the premesis without a trace (Oh lord) Pardon me please, excuse my negligence But to what do I owe the honor standing In the presence of elignece in its essence Simply beautiful are the words you deserve My lil' peanut butter jelly jam preserve (Chorus) (Cee-Lo) I like the way you wear you hair (Your hair) And girl you know you look so good to me Wait a minute girl stand right there (God damn) You know you look so good to me And you still gonna pay your fare Because you know you look so good to me Call me anytime I dont care Because you look so good to me Shawty let me see you shake it (Chorus) (Big Gipp) yeah 76 degrees night light Gippp Mrs. Lady I get you out the cryer like a florist pick a tulip She pursuaded my intervention Kept my attention Focusing in on every motion body That is more blowing me kisses Chocalate chip cookie lover Who taught you how to shake that Candy bows so loveley I could watch it for many moons in the same room Cus' soon than it tied by your sexual foreplay Girl.. shake it for me c'mon (Chorus) |
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Bass Head Jazz...
Bass Head Feel like I'm walkin' across the sky Getting high on Bass Head Jazz The world is spinning so slow We ain't got nowhere to go Bass Head Let your mind be free Enter a new zone of understanding Gotta get high to get down Feel like I'm walkin' across the sky Getting high on Bass Head Jazz |
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from Cee Lo Green - Cee-Lo Green And His Perfect Imperfections (2002)
Feat. Jahalla, Kirkland Underwater
Shocka locka... [Cee-Lo] Shit, behold it is me, it is the epitome of extraterrestrial energy Experiment and enter the internals of the inner me The art of gone, and heart of stone, and own's worst enemy Intellect shapeshifta, God's gift a Soul slippa Hone in on clones and blow them out of my zone International Fanatical, the radical tactical movements Sounds are congruent to it Work It is what it ain't to these, infected disease Thought of automatons deceived, by the deceptions indeed Who mechanically breed at methodical speeds Distorting your genes, aborting your dreams As coarse as it seems Aiyyo, Work [Cee-Lo] I could scream, I can't seem to sleep long enough to dream It's life on a laser beam But I fiend for the future at my finger tips One of the minor technicalities of my head trips You Better Work The Barea Soul terror, been told since stories of old Come on let's go and then I'll show how to beat down a rhyme And wrestle a tempo Hold on tight, but still let yourself go Work This is what I'm talking about Should I begin to spit it just like the wind Show my power take flight and quickly ascend Like a bird beating my wings to the pulse of nature Scaring spiritual devils while evoking the maker Is it wrong for me to curse in the name of right Is it wrong for me to spit life into this mic That's all I'm asking baby How come the new millennium brings fright Something wicked approaches tonight Work It's automatic, static battle star galactic Microhard It's the upgraded, complicated, premeditated Microhard It's the transplanted, peaceful panic, bass mechanic Microhard It's the psychotic, mean melodic, nod-narcotic Microhard (repeat) What good is a call on the phone if you can't speak And you find it hard to breathe Paralyzed by my essence, mere presence I put forth Inherently legends record all souls of expressions Evil as evil does, better than good was A spirit of music that once was, born out of the pool of your love Baby I'm an agent with a flow that's so contagious And all and all true patience, my brotha Lo told me makes for perfection While you feeling bound by this matrix That's why when it comes to protecting mine I'm a brother you can call over zealous And I lust and thrust out my staff and wet Till the motherfuckin' rains get jealous You Gotta Work It's not coincidental I use my soul for a stencil to outline the rhyme That connects machine and a mind Until the end of time the one my kind, the message will now be profoundly Spoken, rules are meant to be broken, therefore it's my pleasure to mentor But once learned you must learn you must yearn to discern The mechanical glitch of artificial intelligence But the consequence of your ignorance is the reality I now see before me: "maybe in time we'll see" Don't Stop, Work The degree you'll see will 'cause casualty when the codes download The truth will unfold uphold until the end 'Cause our destiny will be to win, you're still free to sin within It's automatic, static battle star galactic Microhard It's the upgraded, complicated, premeditated Microhard It's the transplanted, peaceful panic, bass mechanic Microhard It's the psychotic, mean melodic, nod-narcotic Microhard (repeat) [Cee-Lo] I am the melody, the metaphoric prehistoric The pre-meaning before it, preparing for war shit Their god's only a graphic, the sky's computer blue There is a moral malfunction, what will the machine do to you They maliciously monopolize the mass Niggas sleep rap and fuck they surprise you last When you sell them your soul they supply you cash But you can die for all they care, with your expendable ass Because they know a new nigga, a brand new nigga Will jump right in them tap shoes even if his feet bigger Ain't shit sweet nigga, it's deeper than the street nigga You and I just a virus they gonna delete nigga Some people say go on and join what you can't beat nigga I won't take the mark so I can't eat nigga Holla if I'm talking to ya, (AH!) I'll walk straight through ya 'Cause I want the motherfucker that did this to ya Work It's automatic, static battle star galactic Microhard It's the upgraded, complicated, premeditated Microhard It's the transplanted, peaceful panic, bass mechanic Microhard It's the psychotic, mean melodic, nod-narcotic Microhard (repeat) Our comrade Cee-Lo is considered by many as a modern day Neo And opposing forces known as agents will like him dead for what he know He is The One, at least that's who Morpheus say he is He can free the mind of a machine and give God to an atheist But he's a daydreamer, it's all in his head Still today's music has become the Matrix And the real rhythm is in the red pill So I chose it knowing I can never return once I'm gone And I hope you got this message I'll be waiting by the phone It's automatic, static battle star galactic Microhard It's the upgraded, complicated, premeditated Microhard It's the transplanted, peaceful panic, bass mechanic Microhard It's the psychotic, mean melodic, nod-narcotic Microhard (repeat) |
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from Cee Lo Green - Cee-Lo Green And His Perfect Imperfections (2002)
I ain't leaving, I ain't leaving
Came to put the God in your body this evening You can't run, you can't hide Buckle in and enjoy the ride For beyond all space and time Jump on in y'all we wasting time If you can't hang it's an awful thing Such an awful thing It's OK, it's alright Came to put the boogie in your body tonight Don't be scared, don't be scared Just grab my hand and hold on tight I'll be the light that will guide you there You probably hate me but I hardly care 'Cause if you can't hang it's an awful thing Such an awful thing I said a sham a lama, shama a lama ding dong You put the umm, whaw, whaw Back into my smile child That is why, that is why You are the suga didi dip girl If you can't hang it's an awful thing Such an awful thing Heyyyyyyy, everybody have some fun tonight You got to give the groove a chance Don't hesitate the time won't wait You might not have tomorrow to dance Now get up, and get down I didn't come this far to be fucking around Hey you and you too Why you over there acting shy Have a hit and let me get you high Don't let this feeling pass you by If you can't hang it's an awful thing Such an awful thing Sham a lama, shama a lama ding dong You put the umm, whaw, whaw Back into my smile child That is why, that is why You are the suga didi dip girl If you can't hang it's an awful thing Such an awful thing |
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from Esthero - Wikked Lil Grrrls (2005)
Why would you stay if its killing us both just to be here? There's no more room to grow and you wont find yourself 'till you leave me. It's a beautiful world outside these walls, and I love you too much to hold you down with my light shine..... and its blinding you...so G'on....get away.....leave me be 'cause I dont wanna see your face around here. Now don't complicate it, I don't have it in me to hate you. I was meant to be your freedom. I just want to be your faerie. And I try to teach you, but I can only stay for one more day then I am.... Gone....get away....leave me be cause I dont wanna see your face around here. There aint nothing here for you if you stay. And its so hard to hear myself say "go away" instead of " baby please stay just one more day" I barely have the strength to leave you and you don't wanna be with me So go on (just get gone) and leave me alone... cee-lo: that isn't true girl, how could you say what you not mean? oh we used to have such a hot thing and I just cant go anywhere and be not seen but for the love of you theres places I have stopped being and don't make me start about all the sweets and all the shopping I mean God I even went out and got a ring And its no cliche Love is blind its in you Literally- stop seeing But when you truly love someone, girl, you wouldn't be shamed And if I did not see you there, girl, I wouldn't have came You must have some strong shoulders 'cause thats where you be putting the blame Whoever said fucked up your head Talking bout if you had love then you wouldn't have pain. |
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