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from Forces Of Nature (포스 오브 네이처) by John Powell [ost] (1999)
Umm..I noticed you around.
I find you very attractive, I noticed you around...umm I find you very attractive, I find you very attractive, Umm...would you go to bed with me? I noticed you around, I find you very attractive. Would you..umm... I noticed you around, I find you very attractive. Would you..umm... Umm...would you go to bed with me? I noticed you around, I find you very attractive. I noticed you around...umm. |
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from Forces Of Nature (포스 오브 네이처) by John Powell [ost] (1999)
Begin to eat the dust of Baja California
It's a great pleasure It's a great, great pleasure It's a great pleasure to have all of you here today But I thought you all might begin your tour here Senator welcome to our microphones Is there anything of yours that we can keep as a memento of this visit? Take California Take California Take California Take California Take California That's alright That's alright That's alright That's alright That's alright That's alright That's alright That's alright |
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from Forces Of Nature (포스 오브 네이처) by John Powell [ost] (1999)
In the eyes of the beholder
There's beauty in everything It all depends on just how hard you?re looking That gets you what life brings So I really don't mind waiting Though you?re half a world away It's remembering your silly smile That gets me through the day I read fifteen chapters of a Real slow book today And I noticed for a short time That I forgot you'd gone away Through two hole pots of coffee I washed the dishes and I cleaned the shelves Then I thought I heard you tell me To stop feeling sorry for myself So some, they, they talk of cease fire Or heading for higher ground Like a frog that jumps to water lilies You?re the safest thing I've found And if you weren't so beautiful I would love you just the same You'd be a rose by any other name I know I could have had a life of sandy beaches Champagne and top shelf wine But 'cos life doesn't last forever I chose you and got it right the first time We'll make hay while the sun shines And love 'til the evening fades And that beats riches It's a better life we've made, so while So some, they, they talk of cease fire Or heading for higher ground Like a frog that jumps to water lilies You?re the safest thing I've found And if you weren't so beautiful I'd love you just the same You'd be a rose by any other name So when you get home, boy, look out I'll show you just what loves all about There'll be candles and wine I'll pull down the blind and I'll tell All our friends that we're out So some, they, they talk of cease fire Or heading for higher ground Like a frog that jumps to water lilies You?re the safest thing I've found And if you weren't so beautiful I'd love you just the same You'd be a rose by any other name |
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from Forces Of Nature (포스 오브 네이처) by John Powell [ost] (1999)
Your construction
Smells of corruption I manipulate to recreate This air to ground sage Gotta launder my karma I said hallelujah to the sixteen loyal fans You'll get down on your muthafuckin' knees And it's time for your sickness again Come on and tell me what you need Tell me what is making you bleed We got two more minutes and We gonna cut to what you need So one of six so tell me One do you want to live And one of seven tell me Is it time for your muthafuckin' ass to give Tell me is it time to get down on your muthafuckin' knees Tell me is it time to get down I'm blown to the maxim Two hemispheres battlin' I'm blown to the maxim Two hemispheres battlin' Suckin' up, one last breath Take a drag off of death Hey Mr. Policeman Is it time for getting away Is it time for driving down the mother fuckin' road And running from your ass today Now tell me if do you agree Or tell me if I'm makin' you bleed I got a few more minutes and I'm gonna out to what you need So one of six so tell me One do you want to live And one of seven tell me Is it time for your muthafuckin' ass to give Tell me is it time to get down on your muthafuckin' knees Tell me is it time to get down Got a revolution behind my eyes We got to get up and organize Got a revolution behind my eyes We got to get up and organize Got a revolution behind my eyes We got to get up and organize You want a revolution behind your eyes We got to get up and organize Come on baby tell me Yes we aim to please |
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from Forces Of Nature (포스 오브 네이처) by John Powell [ost] (1999)
Watch me ride:
I'm a sexual animal, eat you like a cannibal, Crammed full of energy, I'm inflammable, Yeah, I finish my beer So come here and get nice while I lick your ear, Put your legs over there and kinda swing on the chair, I swear you look wicked with your panties in your hair, Eyes half closed, Cute little nose, And like a pound of self-raising I just rose and rose, Stepped out of my clothes started doing the right thing, I was pumping and she was biting, Yeah, lightning flashed and thunder roared, The girl had her finger on my keyboard, Oh lord, this is gonna last all night, If lovin' you is wrong I don't want to be right. If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right. If I come first well that's the worse scenario, I push you harder than Sanchez Vicario, I mean it, 20th Century Fox on the screening, One take like an earthquake make the bed brake, We be famous worldwide overnight And get tired of magazine articles we're forced to write. I take a delight in making the bed springs sing all night, If lovin' you is wrong I don't want to be right. If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right. I give a massage, Skin supercharge, Imagination on turbo situation large, Sometimes you handle me kinda course, Like a horse, the bed a wrecked To keep from flying. I got my teeth in her neck... If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right. If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right. If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right. If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right. If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right. If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right. |
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from Forces Of Nature (포스 오브 네이처) by John Powell [ost] (1999)
Once upon a time, not too long ago,
We took a day out in Manchester. We all fall down, There's not enough hours in our day. Played a bit of football, fell into the union, Barged our way to the toilet. With the Kung Fu king, There's not enough hours in our day. I remember seeing someone, dressed in a suit, Looking like a lunatic. And we all fall down, There's not enough hours in our trip. Well Academy coffee, is breaking your hands, We got lovely posters to sell. We all fall down, There's not enough hours in our day. We like lovin' yeah, And the wine we share. We like lovin' yeah, And the wine we share. Finally made our way back to the train, Rolling into Sheffield tonight. And it all falls down, There's not enough hours in our life. Try and guess my weight, wait at the station, Whippin' Piccadilly tonight. And it all falls down, There's not enough hours in our life. We like lovin' yeah, And the wine we share. We like lovin' yeah, And the wine we share. |
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from Forces Of Nature (포스 오브 네이처) by John Powell [ost] (1999)
I'm on lonely street age nearly three
Recently Mama's crying all the time is it because of me or my younger sister, even Dad was weeping when he kissed her. Face all puffy like a blister, crying like he missed her. Since we moved away from the house, where we used to play. They say I'll understand on day but I doubt it, Mama never say nothing about it. How'd it get to be so crowded. I found it a strain, everywhere I look I see pain. And I can't escape the feeling, maybe I'm to blame. So I strain to listen, Praying for a decision, wishing they where kissing. This feels like extradition or exile, Mama finds it hard to smile So I make pretend cups of coffee in her favorite style. She says child I'm working so there's nothing you lack. But she know I want my Dad I want my family back. I'm on Lonely Street, age forty three. Couldn't gauge when to quit so my wife quit me. Took offense, took the kids, I wish that was the end. But before she took her leave she took care of my best friend. Working all the hours. God send was not the tactic You see, because after ten years I'm [??]. Wanted to make the cash quick so I had to work real late. Bad sex, my woman's vex, even if I stay awake. And if I'm honest, I had a little cake at the office. I was eating. We'd do our cheating over coffees, making tea for the bosses. Making free with me, and I agree I got sleazy too easily. But I'm forty three, this doesn't usually happen to me. Now I'm lonely, I wonder what my son's doing today. Suddenly I'm blinking like the screen on my computer display. And I'm drinking. Concerned about what's down the track if I don't get my family back. I want my family back I'm on Lonely Street, number fifty three. Boarded up property, I'll probably get pulled down. Litter all around inside there's no sound and no light. But yo it gets busy at night, People creeping. Derelicts sneaking to fix. Speaking. On the way my timbers creaking, Roof leaking. And bricks coming loose, knee high in refuse. But even though I'm a slum, I'm still of some use. There was a time when my walls where decorated. And under my roof children where educated. But now paint's faded, windows are all smashed, a crash in the economy robbed me of my family. And no strategy, combats negative equity, so that's it. Like violence it's drastic. I'm freaking, and seeking to be more than just a house for crack. Somebody bring my family back. |
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from Drumline (드럼라인) by John Powell [ost] (2002)
(feat. Jadakiss)
ugh... yea... ugh... yea... yo... (Jadakiss) The game is dirty Watch how you playin it It's your bed Watch who you let lay in it It's your crib Watch who you let stay in it Cuz when you think they won't They just might And it's hard to tell so choose your chicks right The real one's know when you front That's why you gotta know what you want Walk with 'em... show 'em to lunch... Conversate... 'talk to 'em slow... talk to 'em Joe... (Joe) Now a-day's it's hard to tell Where them girls is comin from Are they into the finish? Or just havin fun? I ain't mad at them girls Doin what they do Out to get that money But I ain't that dude... whoaaa... I want a girl A regular girl I want a girl Only trippin off that iced out I want a girl A regular girl If you for real, Well lemme hear ya holla (Chorus) I want a girl that can ride with me Never get tired of me That's the girl for me I want a girl that can hang with me Wanna do thangs with me All I want... I want a girl like you... Uh-huh... wha... yo... let's go... You better watch how you play Careful who you choose Might find yourself in tomorrow's news Cuz some chicks can be scandalous You gotta know which ones to trust You're the kind of girl I would love to have Just a little thug with a lotta class Girl, you ain't got no drama... You must get it from your mama... I want a girl A regular girl I want a girl Only trippin off that iced out I want a girl A regular girl If you for real, Well lemme hear ya holla (Chorus) I want a girl that can ride with me Never get tired of me That's the girl for me I want a girl that can hang with me Wanna do thangs with me All I want... I want a girl like you... I want a girl that look good, cook good, Don't listen to rap, but she still know when a hook's good All she do is read so she know when a book's good Love her cuz she's from the suburb and she looks hood A lady but in bed she an animal still Stick shift, or automatic, she can handle the wheel Ugh... There when I call, there when I fall... I want a girl just like you... and that's all (Chorus x3) I want a girl like you... |
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from Drumline (드럼라인) by John Powell [ost] (2002)
Saw you 'round the other day
Shorty she was all the way It looked like you were feelin' me So I had to come and see Girl he wasn't trynna hate But she had to demonstrate that she was the queen to be But she couldn't find the chemistry And I say I, I, I, I can't lose you (babe) I, I, I, oohh woooohh She was, disco light, on a, friday night Moves across the floor (sugar) She was oh so tight, like dynamite Blowin' me up with her love She was on the phone with me All night long I just can't get enough She was uh uh uh, uh uh uh Blowin me up with her love Uh, uh uh uh uh Uh, uh uh uh uh Uh, uh uh uh uh Uh, uh uh uh uh Girl it's just the sexy way You back yourself into me You're more than just a pretty face You're better than the fantasy come on, baby, don't ignore me, I know, what you're, feelin, for me You can't fight it, cause you want me Don't you miss this, or you'll be sorry So tell me what's it gonna take Got me all bent out of shape thinking about you all day So why are you gonna make me wait And I say I, I, I, I can't lose you no babe I, I, I, oohh woooohh She was, disco light, on a, friday night Moves across the floor (moves above the floor) She was oh so tight, like dynamite Blowin' me up with her love (Blowin' me up with her love) She was on the phone with me All night long I just can't get enough (just can't get enough) She was uh uh uh, uh uh uh (ooooh, oooh) Blowin me up with her love She was, disco light, on a, friday night (ooooh, sugar) Moves across the floor (moves above the floor) She was oh so tight, like dynamite (Woo!) Blowin' me up with her love She was on the phone with me (hey) All night long I just can't get enough She was uh uh uh, uh uh uh Blowin me up with her love There's just something about you baby It's taking me over, I want you to know ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! Now it's on tonight She took all control Turned off all the lights she said... Don't you want to uh na na na... heeeeey ya yeah yeah wooaahh Tell a story, she was leaning on me Gettin horny, maybe we'll get naughty Look at shorty, she was leaning on me Gettin horny, maybe we'll get naughty She was on the phone with me All night long I just can't get enough She was uh uh uh, uh uh uh Blowin me up with her love She was, disco light, on a, friday night Moves across the floor (sugar) She was oh so tight, like dynamite Blowin' me up with her love She was on the phone with me All night long I just can't get enough She was uh uh uh, uh uh uh Blowin me up with her love She was, disco light, on a, friday night Moves across the floor (sugar) She was oh so tight, like dynamite Blowin' me up with her love She was on the phone with me All night long I just can't get enough She was uh uh uh, uh uh uh Blowin me up with her love |
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from Drumline (드럼라인) by John Powell [ost] (2002)
Dizzy, whoo
We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho) We need a club banger, ok yo, yo I want a club banger (aha), I want a club banger (fa sho) I want a club banger, ok yo, yo We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho) We need a club banger, ok yo, yo I want a club banger (aha), I want a club banger (aha) I want a club banger What's the dealy my nigga You feelin' this and all of my fellas pimpin' from the dirty south Out here to South Central, North Carolina up in here Y'all know what time it is, this rock the party Pass me some Belvedere, pass me a mic up here Take it to another level Focus, turn that beat up, give me bass with my trebble Give me space for my fellas, yeah I brought the west coast, Aftermath staff to the cotton picking south baby, whoo Baby Bubba, I done figured it out I stole the blueprints from the motherfucking government house Hurtin' 'em now, sit down nigga, tonin' it down And I ain't held a nigga hand since my daddy ran out What you know about not having to remix shit, aha If you made the original hot you wouldn't have to do that You mad at me, ain't y'all I don't care, I ain't gon' change it, I'm real, I'm trill And this a motherfucking club banger We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho) We need a club banger, ok yo, yo I want a club banger (aha), I want a club banger (fa sho) I want a club banger, ok yo, yo We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho) We need a club banger, ok yo, yo I want a club banger (aha), I want a club banger (aha) I want a club banger Front page, read that boy, He done did it again Petey cheese steaks up with all that vinegar man Damn, how they went there, yeah I thought you knew that I bootleg my shit on the street and sell it myself Why you think I'm always grinning I stay a step ahead of these niggaz Motherfucker I'm up on these niggaz Ain't tryin' to use it either Baby I done revvin' it up I got a money bucket on me, and I'm a fill that bitch up So what if I wanna buy another car, yeah I wanna get another truck Ice my whole shit up, I can pay cash for it As long as y'all ask for it, I'm a show my ass on it I don't keep many spastics till the man put the tag on it Yeah, halt the class, Michael Jackson bag Good as some Sunday dinner country corn bread Dope like a west coast Cali hallway Give it like you wanna get it Ain't that what Dogg said, yeah We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho) We need a club banger, ok yo, yo I want a club banger (aha), I want a club banger (fa sho) I want a club banger, ok yo, yo We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho) We need a club banger, ok yo, yo I want a club banger (aha), I want a club banger (aha) I want a club banger Carolina walk for me, walk for me (yeah) Walk for me, walk for me (yeah), walk for me Walk for me (yeah), walk for me (yeah) California walk for me, walk for me Walk for me (yeah), walk for me, walk for me (yeah) Walk for me, Petey, yeah I know you want it, I know you want it I know you need it, I know you need it I had to do it, tell 'em why You love Petey, Petey, yeah, and what I do to beats, yeah I'm a genius, yeah, give me the right producer, yeah You'll get ya one of these, yeah I make ya move your feets, yeah I tear the club to pieces, hot lights The Cara sun, heater heats Mama fried, chicken grease Drumstick, breasts and thighs Bring out the paper plates, everybody eating me now We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho) We need a club banger, ok yo, yo I want a club banger (aha), I want a club banger (fa sho) I want a club banger, ok yo, yo We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho) We need a club banger, ok yo, yo I want a club banger (aha), I want a club banger (aha) I want a club banger Uh, give it to 'em, Petey, yo |
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from Drumline (드럼라인) by John Powell [ost] (2002)
Every time I think about the changes we've been going through
I think of how losing you would be the worst thing I could do 'Cause no one makes me feel this was, this calm, this warm, this whole, this safe You humble me in every way with every single word you say [Chorus:] You make me wanna sing You make me wanna shout You make me wanna know, what love is all about You make me wanna try You show me I can fly I'm so faithful to you And though I'm just a girl caught up in this world I want you to know I'll let all that go To you I will be true And line my life to show you I'm so faithful to you Love is patient, love is kind, for me your love comes right on time I never knew I'd feel so good 'cause you always understood And even though I went astray, you took me back and let me stay Now that I changed my ways I want to thank you for loving me anyway [Chorus] Whatever you do I'll be right there, I'll be right there And wherever you go I'll be right there, I'll be right there And whatever you need I will supply, I will supply "Cause I'm faithful to you And only you, and only you [Chorus] |
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from Drumline (드럼라인) by John Powell [ost] (2002)
HuMmMmM......
Lately when I look into your eyes Baby I fly, your the only one I need in my life Baby I just don't know how to describe, How lovely you make me feel inside You give me butterflyz Have me flyin so high in the sky I can't control the butterflyz You give me butterflyz Have me flyin so high in the sky I can't control the butterflyz It seems like the likly thing?? From the start you told me I would be your queen But never had I imagined such a feeling Joy is what you bring I wanna give you everything You give me butterflyz Got me flyin so high in the sky I can't control the butterflyz You give me butterflyz Got me flyin so high in the sky I can't control these butterflyz You and I..... Are destiny I know that You were made for me. OoOoOh....oh I can't control it. It driv-en me Its taken over me and I OoOoOh... You give me butterflyz Got me flying so high in the sky I can't control the butterflyz You give me butterflyz Got me flyin so high in the sky I can't control these butterflyz [Repeat again] You give me something I just cant deny Something thats so free I just can't control the way I feel And I don't ?? You give me somthing I just can't deny Something thats so free Oh I never felt like this. |
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from Drumline (드럼라인) by John Powell [ost] (2002)
Have you ever slipped up & caught up in something
Crimilating evidence uh oh oh uh Didnt pay attention when you thought you were creepin You thought you kept on the low oh oh uh oh I thought I had my game tight until I got caught up in the night Cause I didnt turn off my cell phone on on Heard everything I said & I was so busted & all could say was uh oh (hook) Betta what them 2 ways (it will get ya caught up) Caller Id will (it will get caught up) Message on the voice(itll get ya caught up) Them shady friends that go & tell(caught up, caught up) Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, uh oh ... Now one time there caught this guy in a really crazy lie I guess he taught I did know oh oh oh So I didnt say a word about what I had heard Then I had to see how far he would go oh oh oh Cause the girl, he was talking to was cool this girl I already knew That I knew everything they did, you know she told old old So I stopped by his crib when I knew shes be with him And all that he could say uh oh (hook) Everything you in the dark you know its Gonna have to come to the light So youre gonna run out of luck if yo game aint tight And ya get caught up All my homegirls listen to mo Stay on top of the game so your man will never know Why not fella just keep it low So your girls wont have to hear you say Uh oh (hook out) |
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from Drumline (드럼라인) by John Powell [ost] (2002)
Verse 1:
I know I met you last night As soon as you walked by me You didn't really have to speak Didn't take a long time For me to peep how you Really wanna get with me B-Section: So whatcha say Better step to the plate Don't be afraid Before you wait too late Stop playing games Ain't got no time to waste Don't hesitate Or somebody's gonna take your place Hook: Come on, Come on Tell me what it is you're waiting for Whatcha waiting for (4x's) Verse 2: I don't pay no never mind To the people that are vibin' You're the only one I see I know you see me checkin' for you Do what you gotta do Why don't you make a scene B-Section: So whatcha say Better step to the plate Don't be afraid Before you wait too late Stop playing games Ain't got no time to waste Don't hesitate Somebody's gonna take your place Hook: Come on, Come on Tell me what it is you're waiting for Whatcha waiting for (4x's) |
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from Drumline (드럼라인) by John Powell [ost] (2002)
kris kross
Jump Jump You should know, you should know that ahhh Kris Kross is not having anything today As we stand there totally krossed out We commence to make you Jump Jump The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump Don't try to compare us to another bad little fad I'm the Mac and I'm bad give you something that you never had I'll make ya Jump Jump wiggle and shake your rump Cause I'll be kicking the flavor that makes you wanna Jump How high? Real high Cause I'm just so fly A young loveable, huggable type of guy And everything is the back with a little slack And inside-out is wiggida wiggida wack I come stompin' with somethi' to keep you jumpin' R&B abd bullcrap is what I'm dumpin' And ain't something about Kris Kross we all that So when they ask to the rocks they believe that Jump Jump The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump uh huh uh huh Jump Jump The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump I let myself knockin' knockin' I love it when a girl is play jockin' jockin' The D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C Ya you know me I got you jumpin' an' pumpin' an' movin' all around G In the mix I make ya take a step back They try to step to the Mac then they got jacked To the back you'll be sportin' the gear that's coincidental And like you knowit so don't be claiming that it's mental Two lil' kids with a flow you ain't ever heard And none faking you can understand every word As you listen to my cool school melody The Daddy makes you J-U-M-P Jump Jump The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump uh huh uh huh Jump Jump The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump Now, the formalities of this and that Is that Kris Kross ain't comin' off wack And for all ya'll sucks that don't know Check it out Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this Go Go Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this Go Go Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this Go Go Some of them try to rhyme but they can't Go Go Cause I'm the miggida miggida miggida Mac Daddy Miggida miggida miggida Mac Cause I'm the miggida miggida miggida Mac Daddy I make you wanna Jump Jump The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump uh huh uh huh (repeat 3 more times) Believe dat |
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Trackback from :: 미중년박씨 :: 2009-03-25 14:22:18
Subject : OST Alfie 나를 책임져, 알피
