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from Godzilla (고질라) by David Arnold [omnibus, ost] (1998)
Uh-huh, Yeah,
Uh-huh, Yeah, uuh Uh-huh, Yeah, uuh Uh-huh, Yeah, uuh Uh-huh, Yeah, uuh Uh-huh, Yeah, Yeah Hear my cries Hear my call Lend me your ears See my fall See my error Know my faults Time halts See my loss Know I'm lacking Backtracking Where I met you Pistol packing Itchy finger Trigger happy Try to trap me Bad rap Wiretap me Back-stab me Break the faith Fall from grace Tell me lies Time flies Close your eyes Come with me Come with me, Yeah Come with me, Uh-huh, Yeah You said to trust you You'd never hurt me Now I'm disgusted Since then adjusted Certainly you fooled me Ridiculed me Left me hanging Now shit is boomeranging Right back at you Think long range Narrow-minded Left me blinded I cosigned it Shit backfired But I'm bouncing back I grinded Not many would bear the pressure You comprehend me You want to end me You offend me It's trauma Feel the trauma Come with me Yeah, Uh-huh, ah ha Come with me, Don't be afraid, yeah Come with me I close my eyes And I see.. You standing there I cry... Tears... Of sorrow... I die.... Uh-huh, Yeah Fuck my enemies Fuck my foes Damn these hoes You're stepping on my toes Back up off me Take your hands off me Give me room to breathe I'm not hearing it I'm not fearing it I'm up to my ears in it Bullshit I'm destructive Some women find that seductive Some say it's lunacy Reluctantly I've been moving on I ignore you Sorry if I bore you I neglect you Don't mean to disrespect you Can't you see I love you dearly And that sincerely But you annoy me You can't avoid me I'm here to stay Forever and ever and a day That's never I can't let you go I can't forget it Why you did it I won't permit it And won't acquit it I want to fight you I'll fucking bite you Can't stand nobody like you You can't run You can't hide No surprise Close your eyes Come with me, yeah Come with me Come with me, AHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOWWW Yeah, like this Come on, Come on Yeah turn me up, turn me up Yeah yeah yeah, come on now, Yeah Hear my cries Hear my calls Lend me your ears (Uh huh You ready now? Come on check this out) Hear my cries Hear my calls Lend me your ears, Uhh (Oh yeah that's right, Oh yeah that's right) Hear my cries Hear my calls Lend me your ears See my fall See my errors Know my faults Time halts See my loss Know I'm lacking Backtracking Where I met you Pistol packing Itchy finger Trigger happy Try to trap me Bad rap Wiretap me Backstab me Break the faith Fall from grace Tell me lies Time flies Close your eyes Come with me Come with me (x8) I'm gonna take you with me I want to fight you I'll fucking bite you Can't stand nobody like you You can't run You can't hide No surprise Close your eyes Come with me I'm gonna take you with me I'm here to stay Forever ever And ever and day that's never Come with me Uh-huh, Yeah (x6) Come with me |
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from Puff Daddy - Forever (1999)
[Cheri]
This is a story about two riders One's from Chicago And the other is from New York [Twista] Now nigga what? You thinkin' there be no repentance? But I'm coming back with a vengence Runnin' like a ant since it was intense Thought it was the end Wish every motherfucker's in like sentence Where they been since? Let me not go deep in the story But damn it, I feel the fury when I'm rapping Got me going off in the zone Hit eleven niggas and bitches at home Hear the drama how it happen Back for one minute You remember I was grazed in the shoulder When I plays the beholder Hit the land like a crusier But in the Range with the Rov' Still it feelin' strange to a soldier Me and Puff trapped in the parking lot I done found the keys so let's crawl on the floor Got up beside the ride but we still trapped But I found my strap, I gotta bust that hoe P., you gotta drive, problem at the angle of the ride Blast when you crash through the exit We still alive but the opposition gotta die When they go then it's on to the next shit When the car screeched off, I blast my heat off Thus crackin' our winshield That stud shoulda been killed Kept shootin' 'till I seen his bloody body do a windmill Started catchin' convulsions that we frozen Ain't nobody here to hold it Feelin the escape was kinda golden Now we dozin' More niggas have rolled in They started comin' at us with high-tech shit It's only so much one mac can do But you know what we got to do Don't get in the wind Is it the end or chapter 2 They coming after you 1 - [Cheri] Living my life on the run With these niggas coming after me Is this the way that it has to be I can't tell these dreams from reality Now I'm not afraid to die So it really don't matter to me It just might be my destiny I hope you niggas is ready for me [Puffy] Yeah, yeah Saw my whole empire crumble into pieces As the trouble increases Escape is the thesis when the car speed releases I'm on the run like Jesus The first chapter was sadness but this one is madness Killers on our asses, plus I'm in 'suit, winney badges Red and blue light flashing Now, let's see who's the fastest Slide through the street like a real C Hit the curb swervin', but I'm still swift Damn it, ain't no brakes I feel like a enemy of the state We on the run like Will Smith Pumpin' some real shit Since the car won't slow down I had to crash through a window Level shook but now we on foot with the showdown Didn't know what we was in for Somehow, someway we gotta get the ammunition For the gun play Now I hear some bullets ricochet, Motherfucker's got to get away T., let's go this a-way through the ally Where these niggas can't score me And max me a building attack me Headin' straight for Kennedy, they can't catch me There 20 minutes exactly Get tickets at the first airline, first flight out Get set for the hardcore, Could you tell where the sky phone |
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from Puff Daddy - No Way Out (1997)
Damn
I would have never thought it ever woulda been like this Life is crazy God -- please watch over my family Please protect em Forgive my enemies -- for they know not what they do Please Lord -- forgive me for my sins, and protect me from evil For thou art the kingdom, the power, and the glory Now and forever In your name we pray Amen |
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from Puff Daddy - No Way Out (1997)
Sometimes I think about dyin
Yeahhh-haaa Unfortunately, I'm seein a lot of death in my life Oahhhooooh I seen a lot of friends die I seen a lot of family members die If, I, should, diiiiie tonight When I think about dyin, I think about Won't it be, alllll, before my time? a sense of release Just released from all the pressures I know dyin, sugar yeah and all the negativity cause, I know you I also think about, finally, gettin a chance to see all the loves ones again If, I, should, diiiiie tonight that left before me That'll be kinda fly Won't, it be, alllll, before my ti-me Walk through the gates, see my grandmother See BIG, see God, heh I know dyin, sugar yeah Shit is crazy Because I know you, know youuuu I never been afraid to die If I should, diiiiie tonight But I know I don't wanna die Not just yet anyway Won't it be, alllll before, my time? Feel like I got a lot more livin to do I know dyin, sugar yeahhhhaeahhh Lot of unfinished business Cause I know, you, ohhhhh KnowhatI'msayin? If I, should die, tonight ba-by We'll see Won't it be far before my time? I know dyin What does it all mean? Sugar yeah Sugar yeah What does it all mean? Yeahhahahhhahhhhhahhh *music fades* I don't wanna die... |
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from Puff Daddy - No Way Out (1997)
Verse One: Puff Daddy
Now... what y'all wanna do? Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers -- who be dippin in the Benz wit the spoilers On the low from the Jake in the Taurus Tryin to get my hands on some Grants like Horace Yeah livin the raw deal, three course meals Spaghetti, fettucini, and veal But still, everything's real in the field And what you can't have now, leave in your will But don't knock me for tryin to bury seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard on your Hot 9-7 everyday, that's my word Swimmin in women wit they own condominiums Five plus Fives, who drive Millineums It's all about the Benjamins, what? I get a fifty pound bag of ooh for the mutts Five carats on my hands wit the cuts And swim in European figures Fuck bein a broke nigga Verse Two: Jadakiss (overlaps last two lines of Puff Daddy) I want a all chromed out wit the clutch, nigga Drinkin malt liquor, drivin a Bro' Vega I'm wit Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers (uhh) Rockin Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon) Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin Cristals Freakin the three-quarter reptiles (ahahah) Enormous cream, forrest green -- Benz jeep for my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme (that's right) We see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you You should do what we do, stack chips like *Hebrews* Don't let the melody intrigue you (uh-uh) Cause I leave you, I'm only here for that green paper which lead you Verse Three: Sheek I'm strictly tryin to cop those, colossal sized Picasso's And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (whoo!) Mienda, with cash flowin like Sosa And the latin chick tranportin in the chocha Stampedin over, pop Mo's, never sober Lex and Range Rovers dealin weight by Minnesota (uhh) Avoidin NARC's wit camcorders and Chevy Novas (uh-huh) Stash in the buildin wit this chick named Alona (uh-huh) from Daytona, when I was young I wants to bone her (uh-huh) But now I only hit chicks that win beauty pageants (ahahaha) Trickin, they takin me skiing, at the Aspens (c'mon) Uhh, gangsta mental, stay poppin Cristal Pack a black pist-al in the Ac' Coupe that's dark brown (whoo!) Pinky-ringin, gondolas wit the man singin Italian music down the river wit your chick clingin to my bizzalls, player you mad false Actin hard when you as pussy as RuPaul |
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from Whitney Houston 5집 - Just Whitney (2002)
Why you lookin' at me
Don't get mad at me 'Cause I'm still gonna be (Tell me, Tell me, Tell me) Whatcha lookin' at (Tell me, Tell me, Tell me) Whatcha lookin' at I feel your eyes on me You been telling lies on me (Tell me, Tell me, Tell me) Whatcha lookin' at (Tell me, Tell me, Tell me) See I don't understand Why you keep peepin' me When you don't even like me You're after me and my man Don't think you're stressing me 'Cause your lies don't excite me, no no (Never thought) Never thought, Never thought (Never knew) Never knew that you would do this to me Do this to me (Try to ruin me) Ruin me (Be my enemy) Be my enemy (Never thought) Never thought, Never thought, Never thought (That you) That you Would act as if you're cool with me So why you lookin' at me Why you lookin' at me (Don't get mad at me) Don't get mad ('Cause I'm still gonna be) Gonna be me (Tell me, Tell me, Tell me) Whatcha lookin' at Me, Me, Me (Tell me, Tell me, Tell me) (Whatcha lookin' at) Tell me whatcha lookin' at (I feel your eyes on me) Feel your eyes (You been telling lies on me) Telling lies (Tell me, Tell me, Tell me) Tell me (Whatcha lookin' at) (Tell me, Tell me, Tell me) Whatcha lookin' at |
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from Bad Boys II (나쁜 녀석들 2) by Trevor Rabin [ost] (2003)
Hey yo, ladies and gentlemen You could never imagine, what's about to happen right now (Hey yo check this out) Hey yo I'm back by popular demand and shit Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it This rap game's getting scandalous I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles My other nigga turned Evangelist But I can't quit cause I'm on some Evander shit Fuck the money and the white sand and shit When it's said and done you gunna understand this shit Your man talking about Hummers and little cars That only fit in his little house little garage His lifestyle is just a little mirage He the type of cat that never had a menage Backrub, you know a little massage Tight shit you get when you Head Nigga in charge I'm in the Rolls listening to the bars Leaned back wit a chick smoking on cigars From Bogota, Colombia, chicks from Panama The diamond fellow, mami hello Pull up in the drop my Ferrari yellow Pull off your top make it shake like Jello DROP EVERYTHING!! When you walk in the door Free your self 'fore get ya ass on the floor! Ah be a maniac-ah! lose control (just lose control) GET NAKED!! Strip down to your soul! Well strip down! (work) Show me some more! (work) Is that all you got?! (work) You got to make me believe it girl! (work) C'MON NOW!! I'm sitting on your Louie bag, now you're braining it Lookin like your little sister came that painted it Slick, like calamari tentacles Staring at my chain |
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from Bad Boys II (나쁜 녀석들 2) by Trevor Rabin [ost] (2003)
We do it for fun We just do it for fun Dirty E.A.T We do it for fun Bad Boy (Nelly, Diddy, Murphy Lee) We do it for fun (This is history baby) Bend them trucks We do it for fun (haha) Stack them bucks We do it for fun (Come on now) And the band played on (yea) Just like (I believe you cool to this) We do it for fun If you see me ma We do it for fun Bad Boys 2, the soundtrack Let's Go Hey girl What your name is? Where you from? Turn around who you came with? Is that your ass or your momma have reindeer? I can't explain it but damn sure glad you came here I'm still a sucker for cornrolls, you know I never changed that (nah uh) Your body is banging mamma, but where your brains at? (Come on) I'm still the same cat when I was young I was running with bad boys But now I'm older hope they saw I'm running with bad boys (that's right) Here come another man Unlike no other man Candy coated whoa! Switching in every lane Ya'll help me Why don't cha Please help me A thug is we then it's only two G I like the cocky bow legged ones Like white and Dominicans Hispanics and Asians Shake it for Nelly son Manolos Ma-no-no's I can't tell Everybody and their hootchies When you do it do it well {*Braves tomahawk chop done in background of Chorus*} [Nelly] Let me see you take it off [P. D.] Girl go and take it off [Nelly] We can even do it slow [P. D.] We can even do it slow [Nelly] Take it where you want to go [P. D.] Take it where you want to go [Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor [P. D.] Pop something move something Shake ya tail feather, girl go and take it low [Nelly] We can even do it slow [P. D.] We can even do it slow [Nelly] Take it where you want to go [P. D.] Take it where you want to go [Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor [P. D.] Pop something move something Shake ya tail feather Now real girls get down on the floor (on the floor) Get that money honey act like you know (like you know) Mama I like how you dance The way you fit in them pants (Uh) Enter the floor (Uh) take it low (Uh) girl do it again (Uh) You know I love that (I love that) Now where them girls at? (Where the girls at?) It's Diddy, Murphy Lee, and Nelly how you love that? (Shit uh ohhhhhh) Come on, we got another one player From New York to the Dirty how they loving it player? Baby you impressive let's get To know each other You the best of the best and You got to love it in the dresses, the sexiest I had to tell her she's a young Janet Jackson live in living color Look here momma you're dead wrong for having them pants on Capri's cut low so when you shake it I see you're thong My pocket's full of dough shake your feathers till the morning It's Bad Boy and Nelly man somebody better warn them [Nelly] Let me see you take it off [P. D.] Girl go and take it off [Nelly] We can even do it slow [P. D.] We can even do it slow [Nelly] Take it where you want to go [P. D.] Take it where you want to go [Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor [P. D.] Pop something move something Shake ya tail feather, girl go and take it low [Nelly] We can even do it slow [P. D.] We can even do it slow [Nelly] Take it where you want to go [P. D.] Take it where you want to go [Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor [P. D.] Pop something move something Shake ya tail feather Oh no I heard them bad boys coming Can't stop now Got to continue my running (yea) Because we go party till them lights come on And then my song start thumping because my mike still on Yo, I'm the big booty type I like them thick with their mind right (Awe) Banging personality conversate when the time right (Naw) I'm not hard I've got women to handle that They be like he the man when I'm really a Thundercat Come on you know the tics connect like Voltron Collect so much grass popo thinking we mow lawns My gohans don't match that But it matches her head wrap and the seats that I got in the lap I'm just a juvenile (Wha) Because I be about G's Keep your women wizzy man they say they have my babies I'm young like Tucker like the cash and the money (I'm going to eat my money) Man, I'm that damn hungry See I'm starving like Marvin girl I've got sixteen bars of fire is what I'm starting Plus my rats come in packs like Sammy and Dean Martin And I got so many keys you'd think I was valet parking [Nelly] Let me see you take it off [P. D.] Girl go and take it off [Nelly] We can even do it slow [P. D.] We can even do it slow [Nelly] Take it where you want to go [P. D.] Take it where you want to go [Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor [P. D.] Pop something move something Shake ya tail feather, girl go and take it low [Nelly] We can even do it slow [P. D.] We can even do it slow [Nelly] Take it where you want to go [P. D.] Take it where you want to go [Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor [P. D.] Pop something move something Shake ya tail feather Oh no I heard them bad boys coming Can't stop now Got to continue my running (yea) Because we go party till them lights come on And then my song start thumping because my mic still on (man) |
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from Bad Boys II (나쁜 녀석들 2) by Trevor Rabin [ost] (2003)
Girl I gotta do what I gotta do Change my life (Change my life) Make things right (Make things right) And girl I'm a bad boy so I gotta do what I gotta do Risk my life (Risk my life) In the late night (In the late night) Cause girl I'm a bad boy yeahhhhhh I know at times you feel stressed out But I'm tryin' to set you up so later I can buy you up this guest house But for now I gotta hug the block I know you sick of visits from undercover cops Runnin' to the kitchen tryin to hide the box Just give me a minute and I'm gonna flood you with rocks I gotta wicked jump shot but let's be real Aint no scouts gonna give a sad nigga a deal I gotta do what I gotta do that's whats up What's with this new attitude you know bitch that is what's up I'm a Bad Boy like 'Mike Lawry' How you think you got that rainbow Louis Not with a legal job's salary Ma' we got you stuck off the realness You know the infamous You heard of us It's your Bad Boy business men Me and Joey Crack gettin' benjamins Sittin' in the Vanquish, the same color as cinnamon Ma' I'm tryin' to be your knight and shinin' To put you in the house on the Cayman Islands Spend your whole life with stylin' With that light that got me Through it all you was right behind me And ma' I know I gotta change But right now a nigga is dealing with alot of things It's not the same Girl with me you can achieve whatever But I can't change, I'm a Bad Boy forever |
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from Beyonce - Crazy In Love [single] (2003)
Out of all the guys that approach me Walking up to me like they know me Your were the one that stayed aside Waited a while and took your time You don't know how impressing Your curiosity was to me It was the 4th day of July Looked in my eyes and saw that I I wanted more than just a man I needed a friend Someone I can talk to someone Who really listens When you touched my hand the sun got brighter then Trusting you I closed my eyes and felt our love begin summertime When we fell in love It was the summertime Heaven shined on us it was the summertime Baby there is nothing like the summertime Summertime Now it's been a year and were closer Fall in love again when I hold ya I know that God set you aside for me And now you are my prize Wanna grow old witcha And fill our house with your pictures Have a son for you A little girl for me Together we'll raise a family I wanted more than just a man I needed a friend Someone I can talk to someone who really listens When you touched my hand the sun got brighter then Trusting you I closed my eyes and felt our love begin summertime When we fell in love it was the summertime Heaven shined on us it was the summertime Baby there is nothing like the summertime Summertime It was the summertime When we fell in love it was the summertime Heaven shined on us it was the summertime Baby there is nothing like the summertime Summertime |
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