The Lyrics Thread-Part III

Lucid Lounge
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<Part I><Part II>

Good Morning Judge - 10cc

Well good morning Judge, how are you today
I’m in trouble, please put me away
A pretty thing took a shine to me
I couldn’t stop her so I let it be
I couldn’t stop her so I let it be
I couldn’t stop her so I let it be
I couldn’t stop her so I let it be

He didn’t do it, he wasn’t there
He didn’t want it, he wouldn’t dare

Well good morning Judge, yes I’m back again
I’m in trouble, so it’s back to the pen
I found a car but I couldn’t pay
I fell in love and I drove it away
I fell in love and I drove it away
I fell in love and I drove it away
I fell in love and I drove it away

He didn’t do it, he wasn’t there
He didn’t want it, he wouldn’t dare

I didn’t do it, I wasn’t there
I didn’t want it, I wouldn’t dare

Alcatraz is like a home sweet home
I’m so wanted and I’m never alone
San Quentin is the place to be
I’m so happy I don’t wanna be free
So happy I don’t wanna be free
So happy I don’t wanna be free
So happy I don’t wanna be free

[color=indigo]Rubber Bullets - 10cc

I went to a party at the local county jail
All the cons were dancing and the band began to wail
But the guys were indiscreet
They were brawling in the street
At the local dance at the local county jail

Well the band were playing
And the booze began to flow
But the sound came over on the police car radio
Down at Precinct 49
Having a tear-gas of a time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county jail

Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets

I love to hear those convicts squeal
It’s a shame these slugs ain’t real
But we can’t have dancin’ at the local county jail

Sergeant Baker and his men made a bee-line for the jail
And for miles around
You could hear the sirens wail
There’s a rumor goin’ round death row
That a fuse is gonna blow
At the local hop at the local county jail

Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do

Sergeant Baker started talkin’
With a bullhorn in his hand
He was cool, he was clear
He was always in command
He said “Blood will flow;
Here Padre
Padre you talk to your boys…”
“Trust in me -
God will come to set you free”

Well we don’t understand
Why you called in the National Guard
When Uncle Sam is the one
Who belongs in the exercise yard
We all got balls and brains
But some’s got balls and chains
At the local dance at the local county jail

Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets

Is it really such a crime
For a guy to spend his time
At the local dance at the local county jail
At the local dance at the local county jail

Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do[/color]

“Indiana Wants Me” - R. DEAN TAYLOR

[Police sirens]
Indiana wants me, Lord I can’t go back there
Indiana wants me, Lord I can’t go back there
I wish I had you, to talk to

If a man ever needed dying he did
No one had a right to say what he said about you
And it’s so cold and lonely here without you
Out there the law is coming
I’ve been so tired of running

Indiana wants me, Lord I can’t go back there
Indiana wants me, Lord I can’t go back there
I wish I had you, to talk to

It hurts to see the man that I’ve become
To know I’ll never see the morning sunshine on the land
I’ll never see your smiling face or touch your hand
If just once more I could see
You, our home and our little baby

Indiana wants me, Lord I can’t go back there
Indiana wants me, Lord I can’t go back there
I wish I had you, to talk to

I hope this letter finds it’s way to you
Forgive me love for the shame I’ve put you through and all the tears
Hang on love to the memories of those happy years
Red lights are flashing around me
Good Lord it looks like they found me

Indiana wants me, Lord I can’t go back there
Indiana wants me, Lord I can’t go back there
I wish I had you, to talk to

Indiana wants me, Lord I can’t go back there (This is the police. You are surrounded. Give yourself up)
[Repeat To Fade]

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For a moment there i nearly did an RC… but lo and behold, smilies WERE used after all… i was worried for moment there…

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Poets of the Fall - Carnival of Rust

Do you breathe the name of your saviour in your hour of need
And taste the blame if the flavour should remind you of greed
Of implication, insinuation and ill will, till you cannot lie still
In all this turmoil before it cave and foil, come closing in for a kill

Come feed the rain 'cause I’m thirsty for your love
Dancing underneath the skies of lust
Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love
My life ain’t nothing but this carnival of rust

It’s all a game avoiding failure when true colours will bleed
All in the name of misbehaviour and the things we don’t need
I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore
And more than ever I hope to never fall
Where enough is not the same it was before

Come feed the rain 'cause I’m thirsty for your love
Dancing underneath the skies of lust
Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love
My life ain’t nothing but this carnival of rust

Yeah, feed the rain 'cause I’m thirsty for your love
Dancing underneath the skies of lust
Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love
My life ain’t nothing but this carnival of rust

Don’t walk away, don’t walk away when the world is burning
Don’t walk away, don’t walk away when the heart is yearning
Don’t walk away, don’t walk away when the world is burning
Don’t walk away, don’t walk away when the heart is yearning

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Stare at the Sun - Thrice

I sit here clutching useless lists
And keys for doors that don’t exist
I crack my teeth on pearls
I tear into the history
Show me what it means to me in this world
Yeah in this world

'Cause I am due for a miracle
I’m waiting for a sign
I’ll stare straight into the sun
And I won’t close my eyes
Till I understand or go blind

I see the parts but not the whole
I study saints and scholars both
No perfect plan unfurls
Do I trust my heart or just my mind
Why is truth so hard to find in this world
Yeah in this world

'Cause I am due for a miracle
I’m waiting for a sign
I’ll stare straight into the sun
And I won’t close my eyes
Till I understand or go blind

I know that there’s a point I’ve missed
A shrine or stone I haven’t kissed
A scar that never graced my wrist
A mirror that hasn’t met my fist
But I can’t help feeling like I’m

Due for a miracle
I’m waiting for a sign
I’ll stare straight into the sun
And I won’t close my eyes

Due for a miracle
I’m waiting for a sign
I’ll stare straight into the sun
And I won’t close my eyes

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“Electric Relaxation” – A Tribe Called Quest :music:

[Verse One: Q-Tip, Phife Dawg]

Honey, check it out, you got me mesmerized
With your black hair and fat-a** thighs
Street poetry is my everyday
But yo, I gotta stop when you trot my way
If I was workin at the club you would not pay
Aiyyo, my man Phife, dig it, he got somthin to say

I like em brown, yellow, Puero Rican or Hatian
Name is Phife Dawg from the Zulu Nation
Told you in the jam that We Can Get Down
Now let’s Knock the Boots like the group H-Town
You got BBD all on your bedroom wall
But I’m Above the Rim and this is how I ball
A pretty little somethin on the New York street
This is how I represent over this here beat
Talkin bout you

Yo, I took you out
But sex was on my mind for the whole damn route
My mind was in a frenzy and a horny state
But I couldn’t drop dimes cause you couldnt relate

[Verse Two: Q-Tip, Phife Dawg]

Stretch out your legs, let me make you bawl
Drive you insane, drive you up the wall
Starin at your dome-piece, very strong
Stronger than cries, stronger than Teflon
Take you on the ave and you buy me links
Now I wanna pound the putang until it stinks
You can be my mama and I’ll be your boy

Original rude boy, never am I coy
You can be a shorty in my ill convoy
Not to come across as a thug or a hood
But hon, you got the goods, like Madeline Woods
By the way, my name’s Malik
The Five-Foot Freak
Let’s say we get together by the end of the week
She simply said, “No,” labelled me a hoe
I said, “How you figure?” “My friends told me so.”
I hate when silly groupies wanna run they yap
Word to God, hon, I don’t get down like that

I’ll have you weak in the knees that you could hardly speak
Or we could do like Uncle L and swing an ep in my jeep
Keep it in the down, yo, we keep it discrete
See, I’m not the type to kid to have my biz in the streets

If my mom dont approve, then I’ll just elope
Let me sink the little man from inside the boat
Let me hit it from the back, girl I won’t catch a hernia
Bust off on your couch, now you got semen’s furniture

Shaheed, Phife and the Extra P
Stacy, ? DJ and my man L.G.
They know the Abstract is really soul on ice
The character is of men, never ever of mice
Shorty let me tell you about my only vice
It has to do with lots of lovin and it ain’t nuthin nice

:good:

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Pavement - harness your hopes

 Harness your hopes 
 on just one person
 because you know a harness 
 was only made for one

 Don't telegraph your passes
 You'll end up with molasses
 cauterized in syrup
 And syrup and molasses

 And I'm checking out the asses
 The assets that attract us
 To anything that moves
 We're deep inside the grooves

 And it's time to shake the rations
 cause someone's gonna cash in
 The plot it turns again
 The reference starts at ten

 Well show me
 A word that rhymes with Pavement
 And I won't kill your parents
 And roast them on a spit

 And a-don't you try to etch it
 Or permanently sketch it
 Or your gonna catch a bad bad cold

 And the freaks have stormed the white house
 I moved into a lighthouse
 It's on a scenic quay
 It's oh so far away

 Far away from the beginning
 The shroud is made of linen
 The yearling took the purse
 The goth kid has a hearse

 Heart-breaking
 Earth-quaking
 Kiwis they are home baking
 Minds wide open truly

 Leisure
 A leisure suit is nothing
 It's nothing to be proud of
 In this late century

 And I'm asking you to hold me
 Just like the morning paper
 Pinched between your pointer
 Your index and your thumb

 It's a semi-automatic
 Believers are ecstaic
 You see the way they cling
 The cold metallic sting

 And I'm living in a coma
 For Donna DeVorona
 The harness made of hopes
 The lovers on the ropes

 Nun is to church
 As the parrot is to perch
 And my Heart's
 Wide open Truly
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Boyz II Men - “It’s So Hard To Say Goodbye To Yesterday”

How do I say goodbye to what we had?
The good times that made us laugh
Outweigh the bad.

I thought we’d get to see forever
But forever’s gone away
It’s so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.

I don’t know where this road
Is going to lead
All I know is where we’ve been
And what we’ve been through.

If we get to see tomorrow
I hope it’s worth all the wait
It’s so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.

And I’ll take with me the memories
To be my sunshine after the rain
It’s so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.

And I’ll take with me the memories
To be my sunshine after the rain
It’s so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.

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A Bass For My Birthday - The Troggs

I had a bass for my birthday this year
And I have learnt to play
Now I’ll smash any man who comes around here
And tries to have my bass away
That very same day
That I learnt how to play
Outside our house hanging about
Was a mush in blue jeans
Afraid of the suits
Who said he was a talent scout :eh:

I had a bass for my birthday
A bass for my birthday
A bass for my birthday
A bass for my birthday
And I learnt to play today. :yay:

I thought I had a pretty good name
I was called Dan Ericson
But he said he knew best
And had tatooed on my chest
My new name Nicky Moron
Now you’ll have to go far
Before you beat me I tell you
Because now I’m a flipping great star
I’ve been on TV and so it’s easy to see
How I got this big house and big car :smile:

I had a bass for my birthday
A bass for my birthday
A bass for my birthday
A bass for my birthday
And I learnt to play today. :yay:

Magic

I had a bass for my birthday
A bass for my birthday
A bass for my birthday
A bass for my birthday
And I learnt to play today. :yay:

Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday Nicky Moron
Happy birthday to you :partying_face:

(talking)
[i]Hello Nicky
Ah magic. I’ve had a lovely bit of artistic talent.
I reckon I’m going to be a star for about 30 years at this rate… I’m going to have a number one that lasts for at least a year… it’s beautiful
A A You get off my rolls … Hey that’s my rolls royce
(female interuption)
Nicky, Nicky love, dear wake up

Oh no mother … oh I was having such a beautiful dream… you know I dreamt I had a bass for my birthday[/i] :dream:

:rofl: I had to post this due to the reference to dreaming :tongue: … I couldn’t find the lyrics on the net so had to type them as I listened.

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Eminem – “Rock Bottom”

This song is dedicated to all the happy people
All the happy people who have real nice lives
And who have no idea whats it like to be broke as fuck

[Verse One:]

I feel like I’m walking a tight rope, without a circus net
I’m popping perkasets, I’m a nervous wreck
I deserve respect; but I work a sweat for this worthless check
Bout to burst this tech, at somebody to reverse this debt
Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged
Full of venom and rage
Especially when I’m engaged
And my daughter’s down to her last diaper
That’s got my ass hyper
I pray that god answers, maybe I’ll ask nicer
Watching ballers while they flossing in their pathfinders
These overnight stars becoming autograph signers
We’ll all gone blow up and leave the past behind us
Along with the small fry’s and average half pinters
While playa haters turn bitch like they have vaginas
Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us
Money will brainwash you and leave your ass mindless
Snakes slither in the grass spineless

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

That’s Rock Bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That’s Rock Bottom
When you want something bad enough you’ll steal
That’s Rock Bottom
When you feel you have had it up to here
Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear

[Verse Two:]

My life is full of empty promises
And broken dreams
I’m hoping things will look up
But there ain’t no job openings
I feel discouraged hungry and malnourished
Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished
And I’m sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay
And I’m tired of being hired and fired the same day
But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game play
Cause when we die we know were all going the same way
It’s cool to be player, but it sucks to be the fan
When all you need is bucks to be the man
Plus a luxury sedan
Too comfortable and roomy in a six
They threw me in the mix
With all these gloomy lunatics
Walk around depressed
And smoke a pound of ses a day
And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today
My daughter wants to throw the ball but I’m too stressed to play
Live half my life and throw the rest away

[Chorus]

There’s people that love me and people that hate me
But it’s the evil that made me this backstabbing, deceitful, and shady
I want the money, the women, the fortune, and the fame
That Means I’ll end up burning in hell scorching in flames
That means I’m stealing your checkbook and forging your name
Lifetime bliss for eternal torture and pain
Right now I feel like just hit the rock bottom
I got problems now everybody on my blocks got 'em
I’m screaming like those two cops when 2pac shot 'em
Holding two glocks, I hope your doors got new locks on 'em
My daughter’s feet ain’t got no shoes or sock’s on 'em
And them rings you wearing look like they got a few rocks on 'em
And while you flaunting them I could be taking them to shops to pawn them
I got a couple of rings and a brand new watch you want 'em?
Cause I never went gold of one song
I’m running up on someone’s lawns with guns drawn

It just fits my whole mood right now…black…sad…depressing…meh…

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“Doo Wop (That Thing)” - Lauryn Hill

[i]It’s been three weeks since you’ve been looking for your friend
The one you let hit it and never called you again
'Member when he told you he was ‘bout the Benjamins
You act like you ain’t hear him then gave him a little trim
To begin, how you think you really gon’ pretend
Like you wasn’t down then you called him again
Plus when, you give it up so easy you ain’t even fooling him
If you did it then, then you probably fck again
Talking out your neck sayin’ you’re a Christian
A Muslim sleeping with the gin
Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in
Who you gon’ tell when the repercussions spin
Showing off your a** 'cause you’re thinking it’s a trend
Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again
You know I only say it 'cause I’m truly genuine
Don’t be a hardrock when you’re really a gem
Babygirl, respect is just a minimum
Ni**as fcked up and you still defending them
Now, Lauryn is only human
Don’t think I haven’t been through the same predicament
Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly, Penn.
It’s silly when girls sell their soul because it’s in
Look at where you be in hair weaves like Europeans
Fake nails done by Koreans
Come again
Come again, come again, come again, come again

Guys you know you better watch out
Some girls, some girls are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing

The second verse is dedicated to the men
More concerned with his rims and his Timbs than his women
Him and his men come in the club like hooligans
Don’t care who they offend popping yang like you got yen
Let’s not pretend, they wanna pack pistol by they waist men
Crystal by the case men, still in they mother’s basement
The pretty face men claiming that they did a bid men
Need to take care of their three and four kids men
They facing a court case when the child’s support late
Money taking, heart breaking now you wonder why women hate men
The sneaky silent men the punk domestic violence men
The quick to shoot the semen stop acting like boys and be men
How you gon’ win when you ain’t right within
How you gon’ win when you ain’t right within
How you gon’ win when you ain’t right within
Come again
Come again, come again, come again, come again

Girls you know you better watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing[/i]

One of my fav. songs and videos of all time. Lauryn was such a true artist, ugh, I’m hoping she’ll be back in the scene one of these days.

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Puff Daddy (feat. 112, Faith Evans) – “I’ll Be Missing You”

[Intro: Puff Daddy]

Every day I wake up
I hope I’m dreamin
I can’t believe this shit
Can’t believe you ain’t here
Sometimes it’s just hard for a n**** to wake up
It’s hard to just keep goin
It’s like I feel empty inside without you bein here
I would do anything man, to bring you back
I’d give all this shit, shit the whole knot
I saw your son today
He look just like you
You was the greatest
You’ll always be the greatest
I miss you Big
Can’t wait til that day, when I see your face again
I can’t wait til that day, when I see your face again…

Yeah… this right here (tell me why)
Goes out, to everyone, that has lost someone
That they truly loved (c’mon, check it out)

[Verse One: Puff Daddy]

Seems like yesterday we used to rock the show
I laced the track, you locked the flow
So far from hangin on the block for dough
Notorious, they got to know that
Life ain’t always what it seem to be (uh-uh)
Words can’t express what you mean to me
Even though you’re gone, we still a team
Through your family, I’ll fulfill your dream (that’s right)
In the future, can’t wait to see
If you open up the gates for me
Reminisce some time, the night they took my friend (uh-huh)
Try to black it out, but it plays again
When it’s real, feelings hard to conceal
Can’t imagine all the pain I feel
Give anything to hear half your breath (half your breath)
I know you still living your life, after death

[Chorus: Faith Evans]

Every step I take, every move I make
Every single day, every time I pray
I’ll be missing you
Thinkin of the day, when you went away
What a life to take, what a bond to break
I’ll be missing you

[Puff] I miss you Big

[Verse Two: Puff Daddy]

It’s kinda hard with you not around (yeah)
Know you in heaven smilin down (eheh)
Watchin us while we pray for you
Every day we pray for you
Til the day we meet again
In my heart is where I’ll keep you friend
Memories give me the strength I need (uh-huh) to proceed
Strength I need to believe
My thoughts Big I just can’t define (can’t define)
Wish I could turn back the hands of time
Us in the 6, shop for new clothes and kicks
You and me taking flicks
Makin hits, stages they receive you on
I still can’t believe you’re gone (can’t believe you’re gone)
Give anything to hear half your breath (half your breath)
I know you still living you’re life, after death

[Chorus]

[Faith Evans] Somebody tell me why

[Interlude: Faith Evans]

On that morning
When this life is over
I know
I’ll see your face

[Outro: 112]

Every night I pray, every step I take
Every move I make, every single day
Every night I pray, every step I take
[Puff] Every day that passes
Every move I make, every single day
[Puff] Is a day that I get closer
[Puff] To seeing you again
Every night I pray, every step I take
[Puff] We miss you Big… and we won’t stop
Every move I make, every single day
[Puff] Cause we can’t stop… that’s right
Every night I pray, every step I take
Every move I make, every single day
[Puff] We miss you Big
[music fades out]

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Prince- “When Doves Cry”

[Verse 1]
Dig if U will the picture
Of U and I engaged in a kiss
The sweat of your body covers me
Can U my darling
Can U picture this?
Dream if U can a courtyard
An ocean of violets in bloom
Animals strike curious poses
They feel the heat
The heat between me and U

[Chorus]
How can U just leave me standing
Alone in a world that’s so cold? (So cold)
Maybe I’m just 2 demanding
Maybe I’m just like my father - 2 bold
Maybe U’re just like my mother
She’s never satisfied (She’s never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other?
This is what it sounds like when doves cry

[Verse 2]
Touch if U will my stomach
Feel how it trembles inside
U’ve got the butterflies all tied up
Don’t make me chase U
Even doves have pride

[Chorus]
How could U just leave me standing
Alone in a world so cold? (World so cold)
Maybe I’m just 2 demanding
Maybe I’m just like my father - 2 bold
Maybe U’re just like my mother
She’s never satisfied (She’s never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other?
This is what it sounds like when doves cry

[Chorus]
How can U just leave me standing
Alone in a world that’s so cold? (A world that’s so cold)
Maybe I’m just 2 demanding (Maybe, maybe I’m like my father)
Maybe I’m just like my father - 2 bold (U know, U know he’s 2 bold)
Maybe U’re just like my mother (Maybe U’re just like my mother)
She’s never satisfied (She’s never, never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other? (Why do we scream? Why?)
This is what it sounds like when doves cry

[Bridge]
When doves cry (When doves cry) (When doves cry) {x2}
Don’t cry (Don’t cry)
Oh yeah {x6}
When doves cry {x3}
Babe! {x6}
When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry, doves cry)
When… when…
Don’t cry
Darling, don’t cry
Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t, don’t cry

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[b]BIZZY BONE LYRICS

“Thugz Cry”[/b]

For the ghetto media
Don’t let the light skin fool y’all
I will *** you up

[Chorus: Bizzy Bone]

This is what it sounds like, when thugz cry [3X]
This is what it sounds like
when thugz cry, when thugz cry
This is what it sounds like, when thugz cry [4X]
This is what it sounds like
when thugz cry, when thugz cry

[Verse One: Bizzy Bone]

*** we represent the planet get schizophrenic n panic
Maybe the past would understand
If they’d get off there *** and mash
How do you manage?
Paranoid, don’t even trust my boyz
Watch for the plot and delays envoys
Scopin like a dope fiend
But I’m smokin in the alleyz
With these ghetto guns and erase my funds
Watts *** in Cali take bullets to the brain
Still rowdy, Jesus really never died
You crucified mutual suicide, who am I?
Local with vocals going coast to coast
Heaven’ll move me right fo sho
Deception weather my brethren
but sunny days when they parlay
Get killed when they get to steppin
Member the wepon’s close
and the doctor said
I need time to myself on the ocean
Those frivolous thoughts
But I’m brought up of this independent
Caught up sever relentless
Evil intentions nobody knows him
Even the henchmen warrior, poet,
never did mention
I love my lady rebel
We can get this stroke on, we can get this stroke on,
and we can get this stroke on, and we can get this stroke on.

[Chorus]

[Verse Two: Bizzy Bone]

We keepin the light on at Ruthless and
I ain’t *** the boss
lookin at me sexy
Take your clothes off
but my *** go soft!
Never mix bussiness with your sickness
Enemy see me flippin in the picnic
with your lil’ divide and conquer
but my sister was ready to bomb her!
Get off the dizznik and off my voice
Me and my boyz
Give us a choice
How could you tell Sony that i was the
only one making noise
Ain’t it a breech of trust
Look in the gutter,unh, never judge yo book
by it’s cover word to the ***
I…I didn’t stutter but what if I lost it and
came in the office and nobody noticed
with liquid explosive on top of Versace
clothes give up the ghost
Krayzie’s Picasso, lil’ Layzie like Caesar,
Stacks like lil’ Pesi N Casino and
Wish don’t give a ***! O
I’m Gambino -n- the walkin dead
Woke up on the wrong side of the bed
Bible of survival Triple six rivals, triple six rivals
Member you said I read but rode with
Killas, *** that’ll bust in tha club you don’t
feels us strapped in the bed
Strapped pickin up the kids in the realist,
the realist, the realist, the realist.

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Bizzy Bone]

It’ll make your body shake when it’s too late soon as
you flipped off the saftey baby this we all day
Don’t tell me you crazy
Will they sell me? Hell Naw!
For the reason this weepin widow be the demon
so cheap and at least she go peepin go peep deep
dead in yo pockets no sleep
Rollin with my crucifix Lucifer usually uses
the rule of these wicked tricks in the school
of these ghetto games and the fool of this *** mist
I say shame, shame, shame.
Enemies attacking me
Actually I’m in the grain ask Mr. Majesty
These casualties well they’re passin me by
but I hear death callin when it’s so cold in the room
who’s stalling better come after me
We say *** y’all
all in the battle we, battle we, battle we.

[Chorus]

When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz cry

:razz:

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Another one of my all-time favorite songs…R.I.P Aaliyah! :hug:

“One In A Million”- Aaliyah

Love it babe. Love it babe.
[repeat]

Baby you don’t know,what you do to me.
Between me and you, I feel a chemistry.
Won’t let noone come and take your place.
Cause the love you give can’t be replaced.
See noone else love me like you do.
That’s why I don’t mind to spend my life with you.
Wanna please you in anyway I can.
Wanna share my world don’t you understand.

Your love is a one in a million it goes on and on and on
you give me a really good feelin all day long.
Your love is a one in a million it goes on and on and on
you give me a really good feelin all day long.

Turn me inside out make my heart speak.
Don’t want no one else you are all I need.
Personality(ty) in everything you do(do)
Makes me love everything bout you.
Your smile your style so fly I can’t deny
I got a crush on you and that’s true indeed.
I’m diggin you your makin me believe.

Your love is a one in a million it goes on and on and on
you give me a really good feelin all day long.
Your love is a one in a million it goes on and on and on
you give me a really good feelin all day long.

I’ll give you anything you want from me anything you want anything you need
anything your soul desires
I’ll give you anything you want from me anything you want anything you need
anything your soul desires

Your love is a one in a million it goes on and on and on
You give me a really good feelin all day long.[fades]
Love it babe.[echo] love it babe. love it babe [repeat]

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“Deliverance” - Bubba Sparxxx

[Chorus]
I’ve been travelin for some time (echo)
With my fishin pole and my bottle of shine (echo)
On these long dark dusty roads (echo)
Lookin there’s nowhere to go
I guess I gotta hide away, far away
Cause I gotta find a way, to find my way
I gotta hide away, far away
Cause I gotta find a way, to find my way
Ay-ay-ay ay-ay-ay aaay

[Verse 1: Bubba Sparxxx]
I left off of mama’s with my thumb in the wind
The leaves on the ground, winter’s comin again
Solid on the surface as I crumble within
But legends are made out of honorable men
So on the brink of death I still manage livin life
Cause so rarely in this world are these chances given twice
I indeed sold my soul, without glancing at the price
No instructions when I was handed this device
But with what I did get, I was more than generous
Put others over self on several instances
But I’m back on my feet without a hint of bitterness
And one way or another I shall have deliverance
So I say

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Bubba Sparxxx]
Can you recall a time people loved you unconditionally?
Toast in the new south, this one is for history
Then I slipped fell and caused the number’s injury
Called the same people and it’s yo you just missed them B
This the formula, dammit Bubba you had it
Why’d you have to keep it Polo and New Balance?
Then they start to question whether you a true talent
Or just a redneck substance of used hammock
So then you hide away just to try to find your way
And now they back to callin you 200 times a day
I want all y’all to know, good or bad I’ll remember it
And 10 million sold in the name of my deliverance

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Bubba Sparxxx]
Nothing could atone for the pain you’ve endured
The blood you shed is still stained in your valor
You took your wealth and knowledge and gave it to the poor
Only to discover that your savior’s manure
Accepted me as kin, put before your younger brother
They put a lot on us hardly knowin one another
I honestly can say that over time I’ve come to love you
Now we are brothers and together no one can touch us
It hauls me with regret I never met your baby girl
She’s an angel on your shoulder helpin us to save the world
This musical marriage is no coincedence
So my mama to me baby we shall have deliverance
So we say

[Chorus]

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Hunter- Jam Roll

On a Perth bound train, with no valid ticket,
I’m broke as a joke with no smokes, I cant kick it,
Its my habbit, I gotta have a niccotine addiction,
Every days a packet I’m a rabbit on a mission,
To get my fortnightly form in,
Me and all the rest of the dole bludgers swarm in on centrelink,
Did you apply for any jobs? Nah mate I stayed home and played with my knob,
But thats not what I really said of course I lied,
And rattled off a list of places that I never applied,
Coles fuck no I aint pushin a trolly,
I handed in my resume, thats what I told the wally,
I rang up this place and they said that theyd call back,
I didnt even pick up the phone because I’m too slack,
Got out of beeed about 2 oclock,
Sat on the couch and watched the idiot box,
My brains rotten, from too much pot and piss,
But thankyou Mr taxpayer for financing this

Stan, stan, hes our man,
I stay home and watch beauty and the beast because I can,
Bold and the beautiful comes on and I’m disgusted,
But I sit through it because the remote controls busted,
I lusted, after Sophie Lee at 4,
Man why isnt she on tv anymore,
Knock on the door and its a couple of my mates,
We all pitch in for the juice of fermented grapes
Its great,
All I do is hand in a form,
And sit on the couch and watch the internet porn,
Maybe just maybe ill get a job one day,
With the minimum hours, and the maximum pay

Under special skills, youve got poet. How many interviews have you had? None. But youve put in applications? Yep. But you didnt get any interviews? Nup, can I go now? Yeah.

I lie to the government every 2 weeks,
And hand in my form and make a hasty retreat,
Because the lowest of the low, hang out at the dole league,
The rough cunts out the front, there always tryin to roll me,
“OI mate, you got a coin for the train?”
Bullshit mate you want somethin for your vein,
I strain my eyes reading the yellow pages,
To fill out my job dairy, it took me bloody ages,
The stages, that I go through are endless,
I spendless, so lets not pretend this is fun,
Even though that it is, especially when my mates come around and get pissed,
This is the life that I chose to lead,
A job i dont need, I’d rather smoke weed,
And once a fortnight have a real good feed,
Am i a dole bludger? YES INDEED.

My type of song :happy:

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“Blandest” - Nirvana

You’re my favorite
Of my saviours
You’re my favorite
Oh no

Yes you’re my favorite
Of my favors
You’re my razor
Oh no

Hey!
And the situation wasn’t quite
As intense as I thought
I need you around
To remind me when not to be calm
And the situation wasn’t quite
As intense as I thought
I need you around
To remind me when not to be calm
Calm, calm, calm

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All the Way / 4U - Poets of the fall

Seems to matter what I do, so I’m saving this 4 U
Cos it seems to be the last piece there is
And you haven’t had a chance yet to taste this
Fragments of a life you shouldn’t miss

Seems to matter what I say, so I’ll hold my tongue at bay
And rather use my lips to kiss your frown away
So your doubts no longer darken your day
So you can hold your head up high come what may

So please remember that I’m gonna follow through all the way

Cos it seems to matter where I go, I will always let you know
That the place where I am is never far
You know, you’re not alone, don’t be alarmed
I’ll find you no matter where you are

So please remember that I’m gonna follow through all the way

Oh my love, if it’s all I can do, I’ll take the fall 4 U
Cos I will soar when I lay down with you and give my all 4 U

[color=blue]
Bright Eyes

Is it a kind of dream,
Floating out on the tide,
Following the river of death downstream?
Oh, is it a dream?

There’s a fog along the horizon,
A strange glow in the sky,
And nobody seems to know where you go,
And what does it mean?
Oh, is it a dream?

Bright eyes,
Burning like fire.
Bright eyes,
How can you close and fail?
How can the light that burned so brightly
Suddenly burn so pale?
Bright eyes.

Is it a kind of shadow,
Reaching into the night,
Wandering over the hills unseen,
Or is it a dream?

There’s a high wind in the trees,
A cold sound in the air,
And nobody ever knows when you go,
And where do you start,
Oh, into the dark.

Bright eyes,
burning like fire.
Bright eyes,
how can you close and fail?
How can the light that burned so brightly
Suddenly burn so pale?
Bright eyes.

Bright eyes,
burning like fire.
Bright eyes,
how can you close and fail?
How can the light that burned so brightly
Suddenly burn so pale?
Bright eyes. [/color]

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I have read some of this stuff here and all of it is very good!!!

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Kenny Rogers - The Gambler

On a warm summer’s evenin’ on a train bound for nowhere,
I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a starin’ out the window at the darkness
’til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.

He said, son, I’ve made a life out of readin’ people’s faces,
And knowin’ what their cards were by the way they held their eyes.
So if you don’t mind my sayin’, I can see you’re out of aces.
For a taste of your whiskey I’ll give you some advice.

So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light.
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.
Said, if you’re gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.

You got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

Now ev’ry gambler knows that the secret to survivin’
Is knowin’ what to throw away and knowing what to keep.
’cause ev’ry hand’s a winner and ev’ry hand’s a loser,
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep.

So when he’d finished speakin’, he turned back towards the window,
Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep.
And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even.
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.

You got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

You got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count you r money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.