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[Chaka Khan]
Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh! Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh! Chorus: Chaka Khan (repeat 2X) It ain't all good, and that's the truth Thangs ain't goin like you think they should - it's all on you [Chaka Khan] I don't care about what you think you see the thangs you want to know when you look at me God knows I done been through and paid my dues Can't change how you feel, cause it's - all on you-whoahhha-ohhh-yeah [Dove] I wish that, you could be a little bit more upfront Weigh the situation how you want (right) The lovin that you claim is just a four letter word The third letter's invitin so visualize the verb You curve thoughtways when you're handlin the candleabra so you sittin on the baby grand Transmittin like you're made of man but you paint a funny face like a chick When I see you I'ma tell you quick that uhh.. Chorus 1/2 [Dove] I can't believe we built this large pizza pie together No pepperoni Yeah you wanted extra cheese, sometimes I gave you extras How we divided slices like the Red Sea theory I was Moses hopelessly scorned by your thorn zapora Tried to bring that fairy-tale life, you wanted horror but my microscope couldn't see or cope with that I had to bolt from that, and left you dead in the sea It's better for me, I'm satisfied with reppin for D [Pos] We were certified hot, then dropped to lukewarm Now we back up in the spot, claimin never been gone Niggaz who cut us off, wanna reattach us now (Them girls who brushed us off, say they want some #'s to dial) Yeah I give that ass a number, and some lumber to pile Now catch a curve from my kick (or show me lovin by brick) So stick to the same plan, don't come shakin my hand like we peeps, it ain't beef but be sure to understand Between us, it ain't all.. Chorus [Pos] You see them kids be schemin on what we done copped [Cha] Always out there schemin! [Pos] They steady fiendin for the moment they can get us off the block [Cha] Why they always fiendin? [Pos] Your people might have your back, but you need to watch your front Indeed, ain't nothin guaranteed [Chaka Khan] That's the truth! Things ain't goin like you think they should [Pos] A lot say they wanna walk in my size 10's Aight then; here's a pair Lace 'em up tight then you might feel what was dealt to me You see ain't no young boys up in here; keep a clear head Tryin to keep my pockets on stuffed - like deer heads upon the wall, so all the gall we get from y'all DON'T FAZE So mind your biz and walk away cause I'm never gonna let you up inside my maze [Chaka Khan] I don't care about what you think you see the thangs you want to know when you look at me God knows I done been there and paid my dues I can't change how you feel, cause it's all, on you-whoahhha-ohhhhh Chorus [Chaka Khan ad libs to end] |
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Huh (huh) huh (huh) huh (huh) huh (huh)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) Lil Fame: Take minks off! Take things off! Take chains off! Take rings off! Bracelets is yapped, Fame came off! (Ante Up!) Everything off! Fool what you want? We stiflin them fools Fool what you want? Your life or your jewels? The rules, (back em down) next thing, (clap em down) Respect mine we Brooklyn bound, (bound! now, (now!) Billy Danze: Brownsville, home of the brave Put in work in the street like a slave Keep rugged dress code Always in this stress mode (That shit will send you to your grave) So? You think I don't know that? (BLOW!) Nigga hold that! (BLOW!) Nigga hold that! (BLOW!) Nigga hold that! From the street cousin, you know the drill I'm 900 and 99 thou short of a mill Chorus: Ante Up! Yap that fool! Ante Up! Kidnap that fool! It's the perfect timin, you see the man shinin Get up of them god damn diamonds! Huh! Ante Up! Yap that fool! Ante Up! Kidnap that fool! Get him (get him) get him! Hit him (hit him) hit him! Yap him! (Zap him!) Yap him! (Zap him!) Lil Fame: Them thugs you know, ain't friendly Them jewels you rock, make em envy You thinkin it's all good, you creep through a small hood Goons comin up outta cut for your goods and they all should Ante Up! Yap that fool You want big money, kidnap that fool! If you up in the club, back at your pis-tal money Catch them fools at the bar for that Cristal Money Billy Danze: The '87 stick up kids, (what you niggas sayin?) Get the fuck up out that 740 shorty I ain't playin It's fash that thang time, (bang) bang time Ante Up! Nigga, it's game time Hand over the ring, take over the chain Gimme the fuckin watch before I pop one in your brain Stop playin these childish games with me Represtentin 1-7-1-8, dangerously, nigga Chorus Lil Fame: I'm a street regulator, true playa hater Get back doen make yo' ass a mack spraya hater Things that we need, money, clothes, weed indeed Hats, food, booze, essentials, credentials Code of the streets, owners who creep Slow when you sleep, holdin the heat Put holes in your jeep, respect mine we streets It's the L-I L-F A-M (M!) E (E!) Billy Danze: Yeah, nigga Danze, gave you a chance Cuz I blazed your man,I'm in the room, he said he was strong I had reason to believe he had some shit up his sleeve all along (So?) Fuck you Your Honor! Check my persona! I'm strong enough for Old Gold and marijuana! I'ma do what I wanna, quiet as kept (Raise hell!) Till I was tired of stress, yes lord! Chorus Outro: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha... The fuck, the fuck, the fuck... Nigga! What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck... Ha, what First Family, First Family... Brooklyn... Yeah! |
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Uhh.. boom...
Tick tick tick.. yeah.. 5'9 uhh Yo.. I'm the verbal-spit Smith Wesson I unload with sick spit the quick wick could split a split-second Bomb with a lit wick expression You here a tick tick then you testin.. My saliva and spit can split thread into fiber and bits So trust me, I'm as live as it gets Everybody claimin they the best and head the throne Since B.I.G is gone, if you ask me, they +Dead Wrong+ My flow is hotter than the flash from the click When the hammer slaps the bullet on the ass from the clip You wind up in a room full of my dawgs I'll have you feeling like a fire hydrant in a room full of dogs So come, come now, get pissed on, shitted on Tough talk turns to, 'Can't we all just get along' You get blazed when the mic's off, shot when it's on You probably ducked when they laid the gun shot in your song My gun strrr-utters when it speaks to you Utter shit to repeat to you Nothing the clip, then give a speech to you Me and Premier, we kind of the same in ways We both speak with our hands in dangerous ways Rap now is a circus of clowns A whole lot of lip from cliques I'd probably rap circles around I'm the next best to reach a peak formerly known as the best keep secret, I guess that I just leaked it (Boom!) Somebody better duck or (RUN) Somebody better (Watch out cuz he's bout to blow up) 'Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!' '..Royce 5'9' (Boom!) Somebody better duck or (RUN) Somebody better (Watch out cuz he's bout to blow up) 'Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!' '..Royce 5'9' I'm a motherfuckin star, I don't battle no mo' I provide the the gun clappin around of applause after ya show We can go toe to toe cuz they calling you hot Steppin around all ya punches like, 'That's all you got?' Everyday I'm meetin somebody and all of they peeps Quick to shake a nigga's hand and show me all of they teeth And these bitches I be pattin they asses They be all dumb and googly-eyed lookin at me, battin they lashes Rappers think Detroit niggaz not as down as them Or since I'm down with Slim that I sound like him Quick to judge me and tell me that my hook might sell And say faggot shit to me like I look like L My advice quit talking it's over I was knockin niggaz out when you was knockin sticks offa they shoulders I got dirt done in my past, I know y'all sweat I got regrets older than some of you so called vets Niggaz say I found God with the flow Bring the police to the studio and bring the bomb squad to the show Ain't a nigga touching mines When you listen to my shit - you don't chew, you don't breathe, you'll miss a fucking line Every time I spit, I tick to show you it's hot Leave me in the deck too long I blow up your box Boom! 'God..God-damn!' '..Royce 5'9' 'Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!' '..Royce.. 5'9' 'Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!' '..Royce 5'9' 'Boom..boom, bam, G...God-damn!' '...Royce 5'9' 'Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!' '..Royce.. 5'9' 'Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!' '..Royce 5'9' 'Boom..boom, bam, G...God-damn!' '...Royce 5'9' |
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CNN - Invincible
(Primo mixing - Noreaga talking) (CNN, CNN, Capone and Noreaga, you know what I'm sayin) (The invincible, untouchable, CNN) For all the niggas who keep askin, when CNN gonna do a joint with Premier Ha, we did it, we here now, y'all niggas can stop askin Go cop the fuckin album, The Reunion (The invincible, untouchable, CNN) (The invincible, untouchable, CNN) But right now, CNN and Premier nigga, do it like this nigga (Noreaga) Yo, yo Melvin Flynt drop, my whole collasso stop I can't believe I fucked up and made a half-ass album My excuse is, my pops just died, and I ain't wanna make music My pops just died My fans stuck with me, my shit still went gold I got a habit just to drive, gettin head and I roam CNN, we like the Grand Royal, I write rhymes with the Coke oil Yo, Apollo heat See me, sell ??? right with ??? creep Got out the club, seen the police, Diallo deep I'm like Frank Mathis, see me blow my dough And any bitch givin head, if she blow I know Oh no, we had to go see Premo Taped it up, The Reunion, a brand new cut Up in D&D, stayin with some rats and some sluts From the projects, she know we need our welfare cut (Chorus - Primo mixing CNN) CNN, Network Channel 10 Yo, it's all reality I'm in it to win it, sit back picture that Yo respect it, the legacy'll never end CNN, Network Channel 10 Yo, it's all reality I'm in it to win it, sit back picture that Yo respect it, the legacy'll never end (Capone) Premo, what up man Yo, I'm not rowdy but I bang niggas and I pop collas I grind for the top dollars, fight rotweilers Put my hand on the Bible, tell it to the judge I'm a lie for my dunn, take it in blood I'm dot com, I drop bombs, kill ya squad Live like I'm still in the yard 'til I pop ya god For my niggas in the Bridge, with the 50 dollar Panasonics and the blank 8's Who rap chronic collab jake Whether we have not or have cake We got gas to get that straight, we movin at a fast rate My last case I got bail My first one, man did indicted, how I write it, sister can't stand it I smoke bud, get pissy, who could flow with me Staggerin, bang like the wild Aficans Spit gutter on a Premo beat, for the love of the street The only child, my little brother was he (Chorus) (Noreaga) Yo, yo, my thugs is bilingual You see my shit speak Spanish Disappearing acts make your whole team vanish From coast to coast I got them things Badda-boom-badda-bing, he the glorious king Another album, another plaque, another ounce and another mac Another chromed out gat Another place to face where I lace you at I put all type a wholes in ya face black (Capone) Yo, yo, who think I don't got it? I'm like workin with a bird, I got long product Give it to you raw, won't chop it New York niggas is foul, we body sling shit in the val' Them pregnant fiends, killin they child I'm the next best thing to "X", oral sex Brand new tecs, food stamps and welfare checks I'm the messiah, recognize it, political prisoner From the projects, I send shots where the cops is, nigga (Chorus) The invincible, untouchable, CNN The invincible, untouchable, CNN |
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watch ya step kid
watch ya step kid watch ya step kid watch ya step kid watch ya step kid watch ya step kid I smoke on the mic like smokin Joe Frazier The hell raiser raisin hell with the flavor Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan Swingin through your town like your neighborhood Spiderman So uhh tic toc and keep tickin While I get ya flippin off the shit I'm kickin The Lone Ranger code red danger Deep in the dark with the art to rip charts apart The vandal too hot to handle Ya battle you're sayin Goodbye like Tevin Campbell Roughneck Inspector Deck's on the set The rebel I make more noise than heavy metal The way I make the crowd go wild sit back relax won't smile Rae got it goin on pal call me the rap assassinator Rhymes rugged and built like Schwarzenegger And I'ma get mad deep like a threat blow up your project Then take all your assets Cause I came to shake the frame in half With the thoughts that bomb shit like math So if ya wanna try to flip go flip on the next man Cause I grab the clip and Hit ya with sixteen shots and more I got Goin to war with the meltin pot hot It's the Method Man for short Mr Meth Movin on your left And set it off get it off let it off like a gat I wanna break full cock me back Small change they puttin shame in the game I take aim and blow that nigga out the frame And like Fame my style'll live forever Niggaz crossin over but they don't know no better But I do true can I get a sue Nuff respect due to the one six I mean ohh yo check out the flow like the Hudson or PCP when I'm dustin Niggaz off because I'm hot like sauce The smoke from the lyrical Ooh what grab my nut get screwed Oww here comes my Shaolin style True B A B Y U to my crew with the suuue Yo ya best protect ya neck First things first man you're fuckin with the worst I'll be stickin pins in your head like a fuckin nurse I'll attack any nigga who's slack in his mack Come fully packed with a fat rugged stack Shame on you when you stepped through to The Ol Dirty Bastard straight from the Brooklyn Zoo And I'll be damned if I let any man Come to my center you enter the winter Straight up and down that shit packed jam You can't slam don't let me get fool on him man The Ol Dirty Bastard is dirty and stinkin Ason Unique rollin with the night of the creeps Niggaz be rollin with a stash ain't sayin cash bite my style I'll bite your motherfuckin ass For cryin out loud my style is wild so book me Not long is how long that this rhyme took me Ejectin styles from my lethal weapon My pen that rocks from here to Oregon Here's Mordigan catch it like a psycho flashback I love gats if rap was a gun you wouldn't bust back I come with shit that's all types of shapes and sounds And where I lounge is my stompin grounds I give a order to my peeps across the water To go and snatch up props all around the border And get far like a shootin star Cause who I are is dim in the light of Pablo Escobar Point blank as I kick the square biz There it is you're fuckin with pros and there it goes Yo chill with the feedback black we don't need that It's ten o'clock hoe where the fuck's your seed at Feelin mad hostile ran the apostle Flowin like Christ when I speaks the gospel Stroll with the holy roll then attack the globe with the buckus style the ruckus ten times ten men committin mad sin Turn the other cheek and I'll break your fuckin chin Slayin boom bangs like African drums Comin around the mountain when I come Crazy flamboyant for the rap enjoyment My clan increase like black unemployment Yeah another one dare G Gka Genius Take us the fuck outta here The Wu is too slammin for these Cold Killin labels Some ain't had hits since I seen Aunt Mabel Be doin artists in like Cain did Abel Now they money's gettin stuck to the gum under the table That's what ya get when ya misuse what I invent Your empire falls and ya lose every cent For tryin to blow up a scrub Now that thought was just as bright as a 20 watt light bulb Should of pumped it when I rocked it Niggaz so stingy they got short arms and deep pockets This goes on in some companies With majors they're scared to death to pump these First of all who's your A&R A mountain climber who plays an electric guitar But he don't know the meaning of dope When he's lookin for a suit and tie rap that's cleaner than a bar of soap And I'm the dirtiest thing in sight Matter of fact bring out the girls and let's have a mud fight You best protect ya neck You best protect ya neck You best protect ya neck |
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Shake ya ass
But watch ya self Shake ya ass Show me what you workin with Shake ya ass But watch ya self Shake ya ass i came here with my dick in my hand Don't make me leave here with my foot in yo ass Be cool and don't worry about how I'm rippin this shit When im flippin when im kickin nigga this just what I do I'm effervesecet and I'm off that crescent Nastier than a full grown German Shepherd Motherfucker keep steppin They don't fuck with me and they won't Yall bitches cant catch me and you won't Tell ya self bitch ass throw that pussy I'm proud of my poo nanny and a dollar for my booty You think I'm trippin bitch I ain't trippin I'm buyin if you got nice curves for your iceberg Drinkin here acting like it's do somethin to me Hope this indecent propose make you do somethin Fuck a dollar girl pick up fifty And fuck that coward you need a real nigga Off top a nigga bout hurtin shit Bend over hoe show me what you workin with Shake ya ass But watch ya self Shake ya ass Show me what you workin with Attention all yall blazin pimps Right now in the place to be I thought I told yall niggas before Yall niggas can't fuck with me Now this ain't for no small booties No circus that won't pass But if you feel you got the biggest one Then Imma come shake ya ass Shake ya ass But watch ya self Shake ya ass Show me what you workin with Shake ya ass But watch ya self Shake ya ass Show me what you workin with I think come with that fire like Aiyaaa Chocalate and bowlegged runnin up behind Go head get down pop lock at the cockhouse where the where the lie you know that want you go back to my house Man right cher wanna get under that dress right there Spicy cajun we gon best time over there You better stick a head on that there crawfish You gotta bend all a bigger over to dance off this Handle yo business but I know you do it way better You dead wrong So you totin by and niggas make noise When you pass by find yo fine ass on the floor girl This yo fuckin song Do yo thang dont be scured cause you gon get served Get mine and you gon get yours Niggas thang yo ass lovely Raise it up show you g strang hustlin huslin Attention all yall blazin pimps Right now in the place to be I thought I told yall niggas before Yall niggas can't fuck with me Now this ain't for no small booties No circus that won't pass But if you feel you got the biggest one Then Imma come shake ya ass Shake ya ass But watch ya self Shake ya ass Show me what you workin with Shake ya ass But watch ya self Shake ya ass Show me what you workin with Stop yo cryin hefer I need all that Got a job for you the braided up pimp is back Break them handcuffs fuck a nigga move somethin They ask you what you doin say ooohh nothin we been doin the past 2 somthin Been that pussy up now smooth fuckin You can betcha bottom that pussy fire you gon holla while you cry So don't be actin like you be backin that stuff up Girl in the club thats you got ass for Wobble wobble I'm infatuated Bitch ride dick like she makin a baby and I see that we gon have to go to a queit corner for just of two Don't worry about who lookin just doin what you do cuz Nigga like me gon get to workin for I know the girl Bitch whats happnin' let em see Show the world Attention all yall blazin pimps Right now in the place to be I thought I told yall niggas before Yall niggas can't fuck with me Now this ain't for no small booties No circus that won't pass But if you feel you got the biggest one Then Imma come shake ya ass Shake ya ass But watch ya self Shake ya ass Show me what you workin with Shake ya ass But watch ya self Shake ya ass Show me what you workin with Shake ya ass But watch ya self Shake ya ass Show me what you workin with Shake ya ass But watch ya self Shake ya ass Show me what you workin with |
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[Chorus:]
You're all that I need, I'll be there for you If you keep it real with me, I'll keep it real witchu Loving your whole schemes, it be in there boo On top of that you got the good power-U [Verse One:] Check it out Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me For real girl, it's me in your world, believe me Nuttin make a man feel better than a woman Queen with a crown that be down for whatever There are few things that's forever, my lady We can make war or make babies Back when I was nuttin You made a brother feel like he was something That's why I'm with you to this day boo no frontin Even when the skies were gray You would rub me on my back and say "Baby it'll be okay" Now that's real to a brother like me baby Never ever give my pussy away and keep it tight aight And I'ma walk these dogs so we can live In a fat ass crib with thousands of kids Word life you don't need a ring to be my wife Just be there for me I'm a make sure we Be livin in the fucking lap of luxury I'm realizing that cha didn't have to fuck with me But cha did now I'm going all out kid And I got mad love to give, you my nigga [Chorus 2X] [Verse Two:] I got a love jonz for your body and your skin tone Five minutes alone I'm already on the bone Plus I love the fact you got a mind of your own No need to shop around you got the good shit at home Even if I'm locked up North you in the world Rockin three-fourths of cloth never showin your stuff off, boo It be true me for you that's how it is I can be your Noah you can be my Wiz Then I can be your Sun, you can be my Earth Resurrect the God through birth Best believe [Chorus 2X] |
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(Treach)
Fuck the toughest I'm danger-ous its rowdy motherfuckers are up and outty the roughest sucker plucker since they found me Openin' up a can of clash clicks six-packs of ass whips, pints and fifths of asses, burnt to ashes You've been spined, twisted, blistered and spun up in and lifted shit boy ya free paper bum it's called I got connections, like Poonanny to erections I saw selected sets son for my selection stretchin' sections etchin' and sketchin' to revive, reset and then set inspections for the wet ones to the next ones, yes one, step son and get one Comin' from behind is the line yours for a nine war Walk nigga mind yours, of crime wars will find yours The hot one will spot one, shock one and stop one Crews will conquer as tough as Tonka now I got one (Chorus) I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh I got connections; I get that ass stuck like glue I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh I got connections; I get that ass stuck like glue --> Method Man (Road Dawgs) State of shock, it's a greater plot that made us stop the thunder from with under will make the whole of cradle rock, hah Ken Boogie just hit me on the horn in California Born in Fort July Fourth you're sworn to bangin' and warrin' Road Dawgs you assume right first draft kick practic tactics of a great Western-type saloon fight Caution - courage what I bring when I approach this Punks stays focused notice devotions and commotion's of cruddy's corrosive Top gun and explosive motion East Coastin' deep throughout notions of all the shops I'm closin' (VinRock) Aiyyo, I play emcees like this I look 'em in the eye I know he's tense And I break him like a bitch so I know there's no defense So at night when I creep, only want 'em, while he's awake not asleep By the way all I seek all I keep, so don't sleep (Cruddy Click) Nigga what's the realest? Rap pillars got the power to blow up spots from here to the Watts Tower Niggas can feel us, do you wanna deal us? It be the illest in Naughty it takes a fool to learn that love don't love nobody My department be collections remember that Love Child got connections ain't no motherfuckin' question (Road Dawgs) I'm deep with a vicious vendetta Silence prospectors, objectors to my lectures constructed as architecture Expressions of terror shakin' cold fingers of fear careers I spear Prepare for a year full of nightmares (VinRock) Get 'em back and don't come near me When appraochin' me come sincerely I don't fear the others that don't like that I stack papers, yearly Merely mentioned men they don't come steppin' to Vin Anywhere I go, everywhere I flow I'm bringin' it back home to my twins and I got friends And friends don't let their friends drive drunk So I suggest you grab your friends before I go and pop my trunk And best believe I come correct so yo, WHAT YOU WANNA DO? (Chorus) I got connections; I get that ass stuck like glue --> Method Man (Interlude) Aiyyo what up nigga I here you the man now yo (Yo whattup my nigga you know I ain't the man but I got connections (right) for you what you need?) Yeah, yeah, yo, yo check this out I need you to handle a little something for me though on the real though (You know I might not can't slip and do that right now but I got somebody to come through) Nah, nah, nah, yo, yo I need you to take care of it man (Yo I put this on everything I love man, it's real sneaky, sister hood Females sneak up in here and come through (yeah) (Kandi Kain) 235 degrees and the mics about to be freezin' Emcee season on those who treason I'm droppin' drinks like a pint of cool breeze, then Intoxication, a million copies in circulation Just a small indication to let you know Kandi Kain equals no intimidation on this naughty demonstration Eighteen plus a hundred niggas that I run wit on that one shit keepin' you outnumbered Collidin' with perfection, every direction can't pay enough protection Cause I got the Illtown to Inglewood connections (*echoes*) |
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from Cut Killer - Cut Killer Lunatic (2005)
Oh, fuck, you can't even sing.
Hey, baby, I like it rawww... Yeah baby, I like it RAWWW!!! Ooh, baby, I like it raww... Yeah baby, I like it RAWWW!!! Sh... Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay, Gimme the mic so I can take it away. Off on a natural charge, bon voyage Yeah, from the home of the Dodgers, Brooklyn squad Wu-Tang Killerrr Bees on a swarm! Rain on ya dollar's ass, disco dorm! For you to even touch my skill, You gotta have the one Killer Bee and he ain't gonna kill. Now My producer slam, my flow is like bam! Chop that down, pass it all around! Lyrics get hard, quick cement to the ground! For any MC in any 52 states, I gets psycho killerrrr Norman Bates! My producer slam, sharp like bam! Jump on stage, and then I dun-daaaah! I like the way you come Hey, baby, I like it rawww... Yeah baby, I like it RAWWW!!! Ooh, baby, I like it raww... Yeah baby, I like it RAWWW!!! |
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from Cut Killer - Cut Killer Lunatic (2005)
Yeah.. sendin this one out.. to my man Killa B
No doubt indeed.. without weed.. knowhatI'msayin? That old real shit.. There's a war goin on outside no man is safe from from these streets that we done took You could run but you can't hide forever You walkin witcha head down scared to look You shook cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks They never around when the beef cooks in my part of town It's similar to Vietnam Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cop's control They better have the riot gear ready Tryin to bag me and get rocked steady by the mac one-double, I touch you and leave you with not much to go home wit My skin is thick, cause I be up in the mix of action if I'm not at home, puffin lye relaxin New York got a nigga depressed So I wear a slug-proof underneath my Guess God bless my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to stroll And to the drama I built, and all unfinished beef You will soon be killed, put us together It's like mixin vodka and milk I'm goin out blastin, takin my enemies with me and if not, they scarred, so they will never forget me Lord forgive me the Hennesey got me not knowin how to act or maybe it's the words from my man Killa Black that I can't say so it's left a untold fact, until my death I'm fallin and I can't turn back My goal's to stay alive Survival of the fit only the strong survive We livin this til the day that we die Yo, yo Survival of the fit only the strong survive We livin this til the day that we die (We still livin it) Survival of the fit only the strong survive (Thug life, we still livin it) We livin this til the day that we die Survival of the fit only the strong survive (We still livin it) We livin this til the day that we die Survival of the fit only the strong survive (we livin this til the day that we die) (survival of the fit only the strong..) [Havoc] When the dough get low the jewels go, but never that I'm trapped, in between two worlds, tryin to get dough y'know As long as fiends smoke crack I'll be on the block hustlin countin my stacks Five-oh lurkin, no time to get lost in -- the system No doubt, watchin my back and proceed with caution Niggaz usin fake names to get out quick My brother did it and got bagged with two ounces I-llegal world where squads hit the block hard Ask my man Twin when he got bagged, that fucked me up God But shit happens for a reason You can't find a shorty to troop your bid witchu You find out who's your true peoples when you're upstate bleedin Hit wit a 2 to 4 it's difficult Wild on the streets I try to maintain Tight with my loot, cause hoes like to run game I'm like a Jew, savin dough so I can big whip Some niggaz like to trick but I ain't wit that trickin shit Pushin a Lex, now I'm set, ready to jet No matter how much loot I get I'm stayin in the projects, forever Jakes on the blocks we out-clever If beef, we never seperate and pull together When worse comes to worse and my peoples come first Try to react and get them motherfuckin feelings hurt My crew's all about loot Fuck lookin cute, I'm strictly Timb boots and army certified suits Puffin L's, laid back, enjoyin the smell In the Bridge gettin down it ain't hard to tell You better realizeWe livin this til the day that we die (We still livin it) Survival of the fit only the strong survive We livin this til the day that we die Survival of the fit only the strong survive (Thug life, we still livin it) We livin this til the day that we die Survival of the fit only the strong survive (We still livin it) We livin this til the day that we die Survival of the fit only the strong survive (the strong survive) (Thug life, we still livin it) Look in the eyes and get wise Hypnotic thug life, get that ass paralyzed Look alive, in ninety-five, word up Knahmsayin? Mobb Deep and all that |
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from Cut Killer - New Jack Vol.1 (2010)
It's Friday
and I'm ready to sing pick up my girls and hit the party seen tonight oh oh it's alright umm so get up and let this funky mellow grove get you in the mood cause you know it's alright (back round - so Mr. DJ keep the music grooving don't stop moving let me see you, let me see you go Back, back forth and forth (times 4) (see you go back and forth) Now it's time for you to make your move to the dance floor so throw your hands in the air and wave them around like you just don't care ya oh it's the liyah living up to the stage I got just perennially, digatellate ??? beats of tre aaa??? So if the DJ keep on moving don't stop moving know let me hear you go back and forth - Chores - times 4 Come on and let me hear you go R. Kelly - Hey here's the forth mellowed get upon the floor you see show your personally be who you wanna be now tell me Aaliyah - See can you fell the groove hey I want to get this party going all night (Back round) so mr. DJ keep the music grooving don't stop moving) Now let me hear you go - Chores - Till fade |
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from Cut Killer - New Jack Vol.1 (2010)
Oh love I've waited all my life to find you
I've searched for you in every dream and suddenly you reached out to me oh love I remember when I first touched you I remember how my heart had wings to said upon tell me what went wrong Oh love when you were just within my reach I was blind to find my dreams of being free oh love it's not too late for you and me there's still time as long as we believe Beleive in love I thought that I could live without you I really thought that I was strong but now you're gone I'm not half as strong oh love I never knew how much I missed you I never knew I had to give to you to keep you hear now I need you here oh love when you were just within my reach I was blind To find my dreams of being free oh love it's not too late for you and me there's still time as long as we believe believe believe in love I never knew how life could fade away a little bit more each day without you I'm twice the fool oh love believe me when I say I'm sorry we've got to find a way to talk things over cause it's not over Believe in love oh love...... |
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from Cut Killer - New Jack Vol.1 (2010)
Why don't you listen to this recording a second...
Verse One: LaTocha Boy, I can't wait to get you alone Inside my house Cause baby it's you and only you That I keep on thinkin' about I know what your wantin' How could my love could be Tonight you'll get the answers Satisfy your curiousity Bridge (Tamika) Take me away in ecstasy I wanna know how it feels to be loved, yeah Boy take your time cause I have allnight I'm gonna show you how I do to get love Chorus I got love on my mind I know we should wait but tonight feels right I think it's about that time I got love on my mind And I'm in the mood to be moved And do all the things you want me to Verse Two: LaTocha I've been watvhing you And thinkin' to myself You're lookin' so so good to me But I feel it's so sexy You know I never Felt this way before I really can't help myself Because I'm thinkin' of nothing else Bridge (Tamika) Take me away in ecstasy I wanna know how it feels to be loved, yeah Boy take your time cause I have allnight I'm gonna show you how I do to get love Chorus I got love on my mind I know we should wait but tonight feels right I think it's about that time I got love on my mind And I'm in the mood to be moved And do all the things you want me to I got love on my mind I know we should wait but tonight feels right I think it's about that time I got love on my mind And I'm in the mood to be moved And do all the things you want me to Bridge (Tamika) Take me away in ecstasy I wanna know how it feels to be loved, yeah Boy take your time cause I have allnight I'm gonna show you how I do to get love Chorus I got love on my mind I know we should wait but tonight feels right I think it's about that time I got love on my mind And I'm in the mood to be moved And do all the things you want me to I got love on my mind I got love on my mind |
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from Cut Killer - New Jack Vol.1 (2010)
If I could mail my heart
Right to you, I would Id pack it up, seal it tight And Id send it over night Every time I hear your voice And I look into your eyes Sends a burning sweet sensation Oh, inside of me The look in your eyes Has found me I am sending Sending my love to you Praying that you are home Sealing it with a kiss Sending my love Sending my love to you Praying that you are home Sealing it with a kiss Sending my love With my heart in your hands Im as helpless as a baby Im in desperate need of your love So just send it right away Ive been thinking bout you, boy Because youre so far way Makes me want to send you all this love Inside of me The look in your eyes Has found me I am sending Sending my love to you Praying that you are home Sealing it with a kiss Oh, ho Sending my love Sending my love to you Praying that you are home Sealing it with a kiss With a kiss Sending my love If I could mail my heart Right to you, I would Id pack it up, seal it tight And Id send it over night |
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from Cut Killer - New Jack Vol.1 (2010)
Oh yeah Stir it up... Stir it up, little darling Stir it up, just like that man Stir it up, little darling Stir it up It's been a long, long time Since I've got you on my mind, oh yeah And now that you are here I say it's so clear So much we could do Me and you, come on now Stir it up, little darling Stir it up, come on now Stir it up, little darling Stir it up, stir it up You say you push the wood, I light the fire I will satisfy your heart's desire I will stir it, stir it up every minute All you got to do baby is keep it in it Stir it up, little darling Stir it up, oh yeah, come on and Stir it up, little darling Quench me when I'm thirsty Come and cool me down baby when I'm hot I will stir it, stir it up every minute All you got to do baby is keep it in it Stir it up (stir it, stir it, stir it together) Little darling (stir it, stir it, stir it together) Oh yeah, just like that, come on and stir it up (stir it, stir it, stir it together) little darling Stir it up (stir it, stir it, stir it together) Stir it up, yeah Stir it up, mix it up inna di morning time Stir it up inna di evening time Come mek mi squeeze it up, quiz it up Stir it all the time Then I'm pulling up the cork When we whine on the clock Stir it up, little darling Stir it up, stir it up, stir it up, come on and Stir it up, stir it up just like that, little darling Stir it up, oh yeah, come on and Stir it up, stir it up now, little darling Stir it up, little darling, yeah, come on and Stir it up, stir it up, stir it up, little darling STIR IT UP! |
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from Cut Killer - New Jack Vol.1 (2010)
Yeah, i dont want you to hold back any longer baby
cause tonight, im gonna give you all the little things i know you've been waiting for so brace yourself and listen i hear you callin' here i come baby to save you oh oh baby no more stallin' these hands have been longing to touch you baby and now that you've come around to seein' it my way you won't regret it baby and you surely won't forget it baby it's unbelieveable how your bodys calling for me i can just hear it callin' callin' for me My Body's callin' for you (x4) tell me whats your desire baby your wish is my deal oh yes it is baby let me take you higher show you how you should feel oh so we speak now and forever hold your body whatever it is you want from me baby you see you dont have to say nothing knowing your body wants something and it's easy for me to see that your bodys callin' for me My Body's callin' for you (x4) im listening baby i hear you callin' me im listening baby i hear you callin' me im listening baby i hear you callin' me im listening baby i hear you callin' me My Body's callin' for you |
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