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Puddles Pity Party – On The Nickel Lyrics

The world just keeps gettin bigger once you get out on your own
So here’s to all the little boys, the sandman takes you where
You’re sleepin with a pillow man on the nickel over there
So climb up through that button hole and fall right up the stairs
And I’ll show you where the short dogs grow on the nickel
Over there They’re lined up all around the block on the nickel over there
So better bring a bucket, there’s a hole in the pail
And if you don’t get my letter then you’ll know that I’m in jail
And what becomes of all the little boys who never say their prayers?? Sticks and stones will break my bones, but I always will be true
And when your mama’s dead and gone, I’ll sing this lullaby just for you
And what becomes of all the little boys who never comb their hair?? They’re sleepin like a baby on the nickel over there
And if you chew tobacco, and wish upon a star
You’ll find out where the scarecrows sit just like punch lines between the cars
And I know a place where a royal flush can never beat a pair
And even Thomas Jefferson is on the nickel over there
So ring around the rosie, sleepin in the rain
And you’re always late for supper, man you let me down, let me down again
And I thought I heard a mockingbird, Roosevelt knows where
You can skip the light with Grady Tuck on the nickel over there
So what becomes of all the little boys who run away from home??

A Life Divided – Some Kind Of Grey Lyrics

don’t you know, did you forget? don’t you know where? how could we quit falling
starving, the sky’s underneath
how could we end up calling
becoming introverted enemies
don’t you know where? celebrate the past instead
I know, I know they don’t care
’cause they like the way, the way
this world works
still I can’t sooth my soul, still I can’t take
all these lies we’re in, it’s all
some kind of grey
how could you say you’re sorry
when no one worries, when no one sees
and how could you think I am precious
or special, when I’m not pleased
there’s something in this world
out of our reach it turns
and the wheel of fortune is lead by words
how could we quit falling
starving, the sky’s underneath

Chloe X Halle – Don’t Make It Harder On Me Lyrics

[Intro]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
[Verse 1]
I need you to stop lookin’ at me like that
We are just friends now
You already had your chance
So I need you to stop sayin’ the things you say
I don’t wanna regret, no
The reason I didn’t stay
[Pre-Chorus]
If you keep actin’ so sweet
I might just wake up and leave
This boy that I pinky swore
We’d be together for sure
I can’t be thinking of you
When I’m alone with my boo
If you smile at me again
I may do somethin’ stupid
[Chorus]
Don’t make it harder on me
Don’t make it harder on me
I told you not to love me
And now you’re growing on me
Don’t make it harder on me
Don’t make it harder on me
I told you not to want me
But you don’t listen to me
And you never did
[Post-Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Never did, never did (Ooh, ooh)
[Verse 2]
Why did we stop bein’ together now? Oh, I just remembered
How many girls you had
So you need to stop bein’ so nice to me
‘Cause a part of me has moved on
But a part of me is so weak
[Pre-Chorus]
If you keep actin’ so sweet (So sweet)
I might just wake up and leave (Leave)
This boy that I pinky swore
We’d be together for sure
I can’t be thinking of you
When I’m alone with my boo
If you smile at me again
I may do somethin’ stupid
[Chorus]
Don’t make it harder on me (Don’t make it harder)
Don’t make it harder on me
I told you not to love me
And now you’re growing on me
Don’t make it harder on me
Don’t make it harder on me
I told you not to want me
But you don’t listen to me
And you never did
[Post-Chorus]
Ooh, ooh
Oh, oh (Ooh)
Oh, oh (Ooh)
[Outro]
Don’t make it harder
Don’t make it harder on me
Harder for me
And you never did

Chloe X Halle – Overwhelmed Lyrics

[Verse]
Holdin’ my breath ’til my face turns blue
Head under water
Breathe deeply, they said
I need a weekend again
Looking for bright sides
Low on the high types
Runnin’ so fast, I done worn my shoes
Head on the pavement, I’m just tryin’ to win
Pushed in the river, I swim
Nothing can blindside (Side, side, side, side)
Me like the high tide
I don’t do well under pressure
I don’t know it all
I wish I had all the answers
Fix it all myself (Oh)
I feel overwhelmed

Jxylen – Slave Lyrics

(Verse)
Mind of a slave
These shackles on my feet
Just have me falling
Running from my demons
And this death can hear it calling
f*ck yeah
Nobody gave a f*ck On how I feel
Felt Worthless
These pennies for my thoughts
Just saved my torment
Pushing in this path
Said f*ck it So imma do this
Helped out my mom out
Then hoped out
To just to do this
Almost Left behind From some
My family Tryna do this
This not f*cking game
This is my life
And y’all just choosing
Moving
So I sacrificed it all
So don’t call me left the car
The house and left my moms
So I can proceed don’t hold me
Focused on these tokens
To hit this jackpot
Ain’t settling for lesser
No more
No no
(Chorus)
Running
I’m running
Make the way I pave
As I’m searching for this freedom
Like a runaway slave
Yes
I’m running
I’m running
Leaving all this pain
You can see it in mental
You can feel it as it rain
Running
Yes
I’m running
I’m going head first
Might leave me in hearse
Sometimes I feel alot
(Verse)
Who would’ve
Knew that a pay check
Tell me my worth
Who woulda knew
That some loves one
Would rather the hourse
So stop forcing
Shit on people
If you never knew shit
Live and learn
From your mistakes
But that Don’t make you who you is
I said my peace already
I’m a man
And I know where I stand
Don’t step too Far
Might see my f*cking hands Up
In the end
You ain’t me
So tell the truth
So don’t tell me how
To feel
How to deal with
All these things
As my Mental rearrange
(Voice memo expressing frustrations)

Jxylen – Faith Lyrics

(Chorus)
I Never stopped
Because I knew
Was Gonna be that shit
I never quit
Because I knew this was the
Life id live
I kept going
Nigga
I kept going
(Verse)
Never changed
In this path
With the pressure that’s on back
And it’s stabbing me
Some friends
That were liars
We never speaking again
My focus sharpened
So I grew up
Don’t no give a f*ck
About some shit unless it’s pushing me
Up
No tummy tuck
Yes I’m speaking from my gut
And I’m gunning
At Mothaf*ckas
In my way
So start running
Yes
They fear me
This god flow
From a sober soul
It’s clearly
I ain’t like
You other niggas
Been spiteful
So you’ll get it
I aim at all you
Lil niggas
Been painful
Ever since
Lost love in this
Lane
That I miss
I won’t quit
Till this day
I’ll keep fighting for shit
Cause I love it
I pray my
Demons don’t take
Me down
While I’m running
Don’t save me

Westlife – One Last Time Lyrics

Don’t say anything more
I can tell by the way you’re not looking at me
Staring at the floor
You could at least look me in my eyes and
Tell the truth this time
Classic you, running away from the problems
Instead of solving them
So don’t leave me alone
It wasn’t part of the plan
For you to lead me on, yeah
You told me we would be more than this
I feel my heart breaking again
I don’t wanna just be your friend
I guess everything beautiful ends
Why can’t you open your eyes
And see the tears in mine
Ooh, come on, say that you love me
One last time
Don’t try to tell me you’re sorry
I can tell by the way that you hold your body
You ain’t so sure
You could at least say that you could try
To love me better
And you can do more than running away
From all of your problems
But now I feel alone
This wasn’t part of my plan
For you to lead me on
You told me we would be more than this
I feel my heart breaking again
I don’t wanna just be your friend
I guess everything beautiful ends
Why can’t you open your eyes
And see the tears in mine
Ooh, come on, say that you love me
One last time
Oh, I feel my heart breaking again
I don’t wanna just be your friend
I guess everything beautiful ends
Why can’t you open your eyes
And see the tears in mine
Ooh, come on, say that you love me
One last time

Jxylen – Kmc Lyrics

(Verse)
Called it
Who is you
To tell me
I’ve been off it
Don’t
Start it
Less it’s what’s I feel
And then   I   target
Writing
Made me the   hardest
My conscience just kept on
Calling
From blacking   out
On these tracks
And The darkness
Made me an artist
So please
Give what I need
And then I’m going
Off
Get up
Off my balls
If you not riding
Cause you crossed me
Taught Me
To Guard
My feelings
You Fiends
Fiening
Won’t stop me
Cannot see
Still Eye to eye
And Your blind
But your still walking
So stop it
Playing Hangman
Against this prophet
That seen plenty of things
My mind bending
And bleeds
From life’s
Torture
It’s seems
I’ve seen
So many things
That made me go
Out and
Lease havoc
Turn savage
Flowing good intentions
Tend to stab me
I’m Sticking straight to myself
But bastards
Just Never had me
My soul
Stayed In this rapping
For you
It was the last thing
And Never me
You just passing
From being a little bitch
And the truth is you never had it
So
(Chorus) x2
Stop it
Talking all that shit
Like you still fit in
Boy just stop it
Moving like you King
But you ain’t fit it
Boy just stop it
Shitting on you
Niggas
For living
I can’t stop it
Niggas I can’t stop this
So stop it

Blue System – Satellite To Satellite Lyrics

Ohh, baby can you tell me, is it love or just a game? I’m lying in a bed of fire, ohh, baby, do you feel the same? It’s a long, long way to go but I never let you know
Ohh, relax baby, love will turn out fine
Call me satellite to satellite my sweet taboo
You’re my teacher I’ll come to school
Who wants to love you forever and ever
It’s written in the wind
Call me satellite to satellite, ohh, it’s a tough world
You’re my teacher for all my love girl
You’re my sweetest, my sweetest desire
Take me in your arms tonight
Goodbye heartache and good vibration
It’s a story for generation
B-b-baby come hold me tonight
Ohh, time will wait for no one, I can’t make a blind girl see
I will take the train of silence on the wings of destiny
It’s an endless rhapsody, what you give and what you feel
Ohh, relax baby, have some fun tonight
Call me satellite to satellite my sweet taboo
You’re my teacher I’ll come to school
Who wants to love you forever and ever
It’s written in the wind
Call me satellite to satellite, ohh, it’s a tough world
You’re my teacher for all my love girl
You’re my sweetest, my sweetest desire
Take me in your arms tonight
Goodbye heartache and good vibration
It’s a story for generation
B-b-baby come hold me tonight
Call me satellite to satellite my sweet taboo
You’re my teacher I’ll come to school
Who wants to love you forever and ever
It’s written in the wind

Day6 – Shoot Me (english Translation) Lyrics

I’m used to it now. Even if it goes well
If something goes wrong
It just started. What you wanted with you
It’s romance. It’s easy. If this is solved,
Just shoot me
Shoot me
(I’m okay)
(So ​​if you wanna hurt me)
(Baby just hurt me)
(I’m okay)
(So ​​if you wanna hurt me)
(Baby just hurt me)
A pair of your feet stuck in your chest
Actually it hurts too
It hurts so bad so bad
So shoot me
Bang bang
Bullet bullet bullet bullet
I’ll be right. So shoot me
Bang bang
Bullet bullet bullet bullet
I’ll be right. What you stand in front of you
It’s a thriller. I’m used to it now. It’s easy. But the reality is
It turns red. It’s easy. So shoot me
Bang bang
Bullet bullet bullet bullet
I’ll be right. Your eyes look cold
A heavy atmosphere
I’m still there
Sit down and breathe
I’m picking. Towards each other
The tone is getting more and more
It’s sharp. I’m used to it now. If this is what you want
Just shoot me
Shoot me
Shoot me
Bang bang
It’s easy. If this is what you want
Just shoot me
Shoot me
Shoot me
Bang bang
It’s easy. It’s a drama. If this is what you want
Just shoot me
Shoot me
Shoot me
Bang bang
It’s easy. If this is solved,
Just shoot me
Shoot me
I did not expect this. It’s never easy. I want to believe
Towards each other
The tone is getting more and more
It’s sharp. In your dialogue “It’s over”
I hope you are not sincere. If this is solved,
Just shoot me
Shoot me I just feel uneasy
Spit it.

McFly – Mcfly The Musical Lyrics

F! In 2001, I attended an audition and became the 4th addition to the Busted 1st edition
After 24 hours, those frickin’ Busted bastards
Kicked me out and told me I was not what they’re after
But I’d have done the same if I was in their position,
But I’d have kicked the one out with the eyebrow condition
That wasn’t the end, no, it didn’t stop there
In 2003, up in Bolton somewhere
I met someone with talent oozing out of his bones,
That’s right folks, he was called Danny Jones
His skills on the guitar really are quite insane,
But what balances his talent is his microscopic brain
He agreed that him and me should write a bunch of songs,
So we got a record deal and here’s where it goes wrong
We held an audition and two guys came along,
Called Dougie and Harry, and that’s how McFly was born
Being McFly is pretty awesome, you get to do radical things
Like touring round the world from Madrid to Brazil,
Or building schools in Africa for kids that are ill
Yes, everyday is different but equally thrilling,
There’s no way of knowing what tomorrow will bring
Being McFly is pretty awesome, it’s not very hard to see why
It’s so awesome being M-C-F-L-Y
Being McFly is pretty wicked, but I am just one of four guys,
I’m the only one who’s not been on reality shows,
But if I did I’d know I’d be receiving your votes,
‘Cause I can do the tango with some folks that are famous,
Or chill out in the jungle eating ostrich’s anus
Or there’s the Big Brother house, but I would never go in,
‘Cause I’d rather sing some opera with Laurence Llewelyn-Bowen
Or I could stay home writing songs for One Direction,
In search for sing-alongable musical perfection,
And spend an hour admiring my Harry Potter wand collection
Dougie wants to add a joke in here about erections
But it’s a family show, so I’m making some corrections,
For those penis eating, jungle swingers, ballroom dancing, opera singers
Being McFly is pretty awesome, it’s not very hard to see why,
It’s so awesome being M-C-F-L-Y
It’s been M-otional
C-ms so F-fortless
I’d do it all again for the L of it
Just don’t ask me Y
It’s been M-barrassing
C-eems so F-ing stressful
But overall it’s been de-L-ightful
It’s hard to Y-ne
Every now and then the strangest things go on,
Like being on the cover of a gay magazine with no clothes on
But after 10 years of it, we just don’t give a shit,
We will do anything, literally anything
We might even pull our trousers down and wave around our danglings
Being McFly is pretty awesome, but it’s not been the easiest ride
Dougie went to rehab and thank God he came back,
I lost loads of weight and now I’m no longer fat,
And Danny’s going bald so he might start wearing hats
We’ve had our share of tabloid covered exploited romance,
We still don’t know if Harry really shagged Lindsay Lohan
Check me out, ’cause I can play piano with one hand
That’s how awesome you become if you are in my band
You paid for the ticket so should probably buy a programme
Oh, being McFly is freakin’ awesome! Y – ’cause we’re awesome! L! 10 years have gone by, in the blink of an eye,
Time really seems to fly when you’re in McFly
So thanks for coming here tonight,
I hope that we aren’t playing shite
And if we are, please be polite, or Doug will cry
I wrote this song so that collectively we could get some perspective
Before we play and you scream, cheer and clap
So please allow me, if I may, to take you some place far away,
And quickly give a brief 10 year recap. There’s no turning back at all from McFly
M-otional after 10 years
C – see my eyes are filling with tears
F – it’s effortless
L – like elephants! C! But I am only one of four,
The other three are equally as awesome as me,
We’re just about as awesome as a pop band can be
Our awesomeness is tangible, it’s easy to see
Why we’re so freaking radical, occasionally magical,
Dramatical, fanatical, for us, matter-of-factual,
It’s actual, fantastical, contractual, we sold out shows! Y! Just like McFly
M!

Mark Ronson – Crack In The Pearl, Pt. Ii Lyrics (feat. Stevie Wonder & Jeff Bhasker)

[Stevie Wonder]
Cause there’s always a flaw in the diamond
A lightning-fork crack in the pearl
A fault in the rock of the island
And it’s usually shaped like a girl, girl
[Stevie Wonder]
Leave us lost in the rust and the rubble
Nine exits north of Las Vegas, Vegas
Nine exits north of Las Vegas, Vegas
Nine exits north of Las Vegas
[Stevie Wonder]
I was the first one to see her
And you were the first one to fall
Like a half-drunken downhill skier
And she was the oncoming wall
Now I get that it’s all gone awry
A joke I might like to take back
Wipe a bright star from the night sky
Nothing can fill in the black

Mark Ronson – Crack In The Pearl Lyrics (feat. Andrew Wyatt)

In the back room of the El Mago Casino
Under a portrait of Doris Day
You and I
And a pair of C-notes
Soft candy betting hard eight
Not quite how you laid it out for me
When we split up that night, that night
Coming out of the Sunset Marquis
Before you left to deal the fine white
Is this how you pictured it
Is this how you thought it would be
We got right with the mutual problem
That got right between you and me
I told you the girl would be trouble
I said she was going to break us
Leave us lost in the rust and the rubble
Nine exits north of Las Vegas, Vegas
Nine exits north of Las Vegas, Vegas
Nine exits north of Las Vegas, Vegas
Nine exits north of Las Vegas

Mark Ronson – On The Run Lyrics

Streets are spawn and most of Mark Ronson
Call the fire chief to inspect the arson
Y’all got problems, Brooklyn is in the buildin’
We built the buildin’
Easy to touch but it’s hard to hold
Easy to meet but it’s hard to know
Paste this one across ya domes and spread it out all across the globe
Heat it up and keep ‘em on dey toes
I’m like the diamond in the mind, I was born to glow
Drop Paul on or off the roll
Freak daddy stroke long and slow, I break ‘em down type strong, then blow
Heading right back to B-R-O, okay L-Y and homo wild porridge
Streets without mercy, nights without silence
Lee without skill is like Gars without science
Jake without sirens, life without dyin’
I’m hot without tryin’, ya heard it so now buy it
Joint come on, you start whinin’
Streets are spawn and most of Mark Ronson (It’s the M-O-P, we gotta!)
Brooklyn is in the buildin’, you got problems
(Ma friendly I have you)
Whole world from the native to the foreign, I’m up on it
I’m one hundred percent nigga, first fam’ to owe me that’s behind me
We’ll f*ck up a whole city like Rudy Giuliani, you plastic
You don’t wanna go at it, so (stop)
You ain’t ready for the aftermath, the matics are (pop)
I wandering with Y-H from the tri-state, ya violate
I just need to go _____ prostate
It’s the M-O-P
And we on the run for real, from the left to the ten
I bin hearin’ you holla (gangsta) for fifteen years now
But when you went, well the shit went down
Come on now
We rugged rap singin’
Rob niggas for prattling and keep their rings
Tell your man, Bill did it he, he reeled with it, killed with it
Little pissed off homie take the loss, deal wid it
While y’all get it goin’, we’ll get it done
A million and one, ma friendly, I had you faggots on the run
Streets are spawn and most of Mark Ronson (It’s the M-O-P, we gotta!)
Brooklyn on the premises, you got problems
Ma friendly I have you
Whole world from the native to the foreign, I’m up on it
Yo, Ron Pharrell Pharell, M-R-M-D (it’s the M-O-P ma nigga!)
You know what I’m sayin’
I wanna fly in the sky, let my lyric carry me
I’m gonna fly, fly, fly, fly
We have em’

Mark Ronson – Intro Lyrics

We gotta Rollin rollin round
Brooklyn is in the building you got probl-
Freeway on the verse is a monster, but I needed a hug so I called Nikka Costa
I know you feelin’ my rosta
And my name got a buzz, so here come the fuzz Back down to J-A
International affair
Rollin rollin round, streets are spawned and most of Mark Ronson
It’s the M-O-P! Self. Damn. What?! (yeah) You need to set this shit up (alright) by your God. (what?) Yo Mark? (I got you Saig’ let’s do it)
[Mark Ronson]
One day I get a call on the phone, Silvia rung, she like my technique, saw me rockin’ them domes
She said here’s a half a mil make some hits of your own
First stop Kentucky where they got me real crunk
Back down to Charlin we wallin’
Ghostface and Trife the records all pausin’
West west for hooks make D-O double G say, ooh wee
Now we back up in the disco, I heat it up in the booth like Crisco,
Put your rollerskates on let your hips go
Couple days later sounds from Jamaica, show off with the track and he said I’ll take her! This is a banger
Yo check this out
I be lord Saig’
I’m chillin’ with Mark Ronson
This is his first album
He got special guests and fly motherf*ckers
Do you know what? [Saigon] (Mark Ronson)
Oh Shit!

Mark Ronson – Tomorrow Lyrics

I kinda like that
Now in most places when you wake up when the sun goes down people usually frown but
When you jumpin’ off it usually doesn’t make a diff-diff-difference
And since me and you is the hottest things in here we gon’ get down and dance dance spin you around like Fred Astaire
I recognize all day and night
But tomorrow I got the day off (up late and I feel alright)
I’ve waited for this all week long
Wake up all my friends and we blast off every tone
I’m gonna be up all night
Cause I don’t have to work tomorrow
Llegamos hasta las ocho
Wake up as the sun goes down
The new night is just beginning
And we’ll keep dancing ’til tomorrow
Tonight I got almost infinite time
To love until I’m good and to dance until I’m high
Without a worry on my mind
Without a worry on my mind
Cause I can do my thing ’til the sun begins to shine
I’m gonna be up all night
Cause I don’t have to work tomorrow
Llegamos hasta las ocho
Wake up as the sun goes down
The new night is just beginning
And we’ll keep dancing ’til tomorrow
Isn’t it funny how the moon can always look-look different than the, different than the night before
When you saw this, when we movin’, move again and it’s [?] standing up than standing still but all well’s well
Equal destiny, feed the hunger, you know I want ya
And I propose [?], make your toes tap, [?] work, lose that, [?]
Tonight I feel free, I’m free up tomorrow, whatever it brings
Ooooh, ’cause when tomorrow ends, and it starts again
Another night’s to follow
So follow me yeah, and never stop
I’m gonna be up all night
Cause I don’t have to work tomorrow
Llegamos hasta las ocho
Wake up as the sun goes down
The new night is just beginning
And we’ll keep dancing ’til tomorrow
I’m gonna be up all night
Cause I don’t have to work tomorrow
Llegamos hasta las ocho
Wake up as the sun goes down
The new night is just beginning
And we’ll keep dancing ’til tomorrow
I’m gonna be up all night
Cause I don’t have to work tomorrow
Llegamos hasta las ocho
Wake up as the sun goes down
The new night is just beginning
And we’ll keep dancing ’til tomorrow
Oh yeah, oh yeah, I don’t have to work tomorrow
Oh yeah, oh yeah, Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday and Yeah, yeah, seriously?

Red Wanting Blue – My Name Is Death Lyrics

I got a million weapons and more ways to use em
From nuclear power to drugs and boozin
But my favorite just might be the element of surprise
I whisper hey there fellas my name is Death
So when you see me coming better hold your breath
Cause I’m your last breath, I’m your sweet retreat
I’m the baddest motherf*cker you will ever meet
I’m free to come and go as I please
I wear the seven deadly sins upon my sleeve
I’m dying to meet you now
I got a handshake you’ll never forget
And I mean no disrespect
But if you see me comin, better run
Cause my name is Death
My name is Death
My name is Death
My name is Death And I shot more men in Reno than he ever did. Hey there fellas my name is Death
So when you see my comin better hold your breath
Some call me the repo man
Cause I seem to collect wherever I am
I’m often called the Big Finale
I got a tendency for bringin the curtain down
And I can’t help my reputation proceeds me
Like the clouds before a storm you’ll run for cover believe me
And I start every conversation the same
Sayin hey there fellas my name is Death
So when you see me coming better hold your breath
Cause I’m your last breath, I’m your sweet retreat
I’m the baddest motherf*cker you will ever meet
I’m free to come and go as I please
I wear the seven deadly sins upon my sleeve
I’m dying to meet you now
I got a handshake you’ll never forget, my friend
I’m the end, my name is Death
Some say that I’m all work and no play
I just got a knack for taking peoples breath away
It’s not to say exceptions can’t be made
When the Stones wrote me a song I cut em a break
And I can’t help that I’m dressed best in black,
Even better than the late, great Johnny Cash.

Mark Ronson – Bout To Get Ugly Lyrics

(oooohhhh)
Hold up
Where the hell he get that mix
White boys goin’ wild doin back flips
Playin rock n’ roll
Mixin’ with the black shit
M.O.P AC/DC
That’s it! Hell nah, start a mosh pit
And let ’em know we just
Tell me whatcha really want, look at how lovely
What they don’t know it’s bout to get ugly
What they don’t know it’s bout to get ugly
Right now it’s gonna get ugly
Tell me whatcha really want, look at how lovely
What they don’t know it’s bout to get ugly
Tell ya right now it’s bout to get ugly
Right now it’s gonna get ugly
Tell me whatcha really want
For me to miss my plane
Stay in NY and do it again
Tell me whatcha really want
Rock stars, electric guitars
Baby who’s pullin’ your strings
Tell me whatcha really want
The DJ in the booth
Thinking that we not playin the truth
With the hard rock, hip-hop
East to Midwest
Mark Ronson’s on the cut
And my name is Rhymefest
(Right now it’s getting pretty ugly)
(Riiiiight now,)
(Doin’ it again, Doin’ it again, Doin’ it again, Doin’ it again now
(Going to get ugly right now,)
(I can’t, I can’t help myself…)
[*continued vocalizing*] Keep it goin’
Now its Rob Zombie
I never liked rock n’ roll
But now its gon’ be
Blonde hair blue eyes
Kissin gold chains
I’m Mos Def
She the queen of the stone age
Rhymefest
I’m the king of my own age
Get your motor running
Head out on the highway
The way this DJ like the start to the stop shit
Should we dance? I think I’m ready to do some type of report
Tell me whatcha really want
Look at how lovely (Mark Ron)
What they don’t know (Rhymefest) it’s bout to get ugly
From the East to the Midwest
Lemme tell ya how we do it here
(It’s ’bout to get ugly)
You know we shot till I die
And I’m lovin’ the spot
But when I’m up in NY they say the clubbin is hot
They say
You could meet a broad
Take her home on the spot
And that broad could get a broad
Bring ’em home and just watch (Yes!)
They say Club Cheeta’
That’s the place where all the niggas gettin’ shot in the face
We can hit central fly
Long as the chicks is fly
I need some head no time to waaaaaste
Who that DJ be
They said Ronson
Step in the club with one hand on mah Johnson
That Midwest attitude gettin’ ’em respondin"
Talkin bout "Ohh his accent is so charmin’"
Yeah, you wanna dance chick lets go
Glowsticks, lollipops, right foot, left toe
Looked around the room
I ain’t see no Negroes
Like ahhh "niggas don’t listen to techno"
Slow it down now, we goin downstairs
They got the Cristal
They got the lounge chairs
With the pretty Puerto Rican girls around here (hey baby)
I know its everyday for you
I ain’t from round here
Tell me whatcha really want, look at how lovely
What they don’t know it’s bout to get ugly
What they don’t know it’s bout to get ugly
Right now it’s gonna get ugly
Tell me whatcha really want, look at how lovely
What they don’t know it’s bout to get ugly
Tell ya right now it’s bout to get ugly
Right now most thinkin’ it’s lovely
I’m dancin with this chick, right? Music hard got her ass jumpin all night
DJ throwin’ out the pity part that’s right (No shirt on)
Hey playa what that is, the White Stripes?

2Pac – Secretz Of War (Original Rules Version) Lyrics

Secrets of muthafuckin’ war, live on Death Row, BITCH! Like Sun Tzu or Machiavelli, the secrets of war
The art of combat, bustin’ will never fail me
Now Rule 1: Follow yo’ enemies and peep his weakness
Constitute while he’s asleep and make the game deeper
Rule 2: Locate his crew, and peep the things they do
Now get some infra-red beams and waste them niggas too
Rule 3: Let’s find a place where they rest they head
You jealous bastards make caskets out ya comfy beds
Rule 4: Now peep the secrets of war
I got surveillance on muthafuckas beware of my forty-four
Rule 5: Right before you bustas die
Let you look me inside my eyes say ya good-byees
Then Rule 6: Witness the death of a trick
He was a coward from day one, and died like a bitch, see BIIATCH
Hahahahahaha
[Hook: 2Pac]
We bust, if we must, plus we handle business
If you jealous niggas fuck with us
(you know what time it is)
Secrets of war
We bust if we must, plus we handle business
If you jealous niggas fuck with us
(Put your hands on ya, hands on ya)
Secrets of war
[Verse 2: Hussein Fatal]
I diffuse troops with interviews and they metabolism
Sure mad and I’m snappin on rappers actin’ they stacks is wit’ ’em
Expose you like spades, who the fuck out they heart
I pull your projects apart and find more ism than narcs
We play parks and side streets, keepin’ it 9 to 5 B
Last week plan is jump to 21 jump street
Poisonous led, spread ya legs on the rake
Or I’m gettin’ mine feel about 29 that’s sittin’ on the ledge
This ain’t the place to creep, so don’t be practicin’
How to get my niggas on the block, when you think we sleep
No I don’t think ya know our styles, you ain’t got shit I wreck
Mechanic will have ’em empty like them 7th ave projects
You half way crooks, ya guys are scared to step foot and look fast
On the strength they can get hit up quick or their shit took fast
I smile, and I’ll commitin’ murder, money live
Pager 325, on some shit you never fuckin’ heard of
[Hook: 2Pac]
Here we go, secrets of war
We bust if we must, plus, we handle business
If you jealous niggas fuck with us
Secrets of war (y’all know what time it is)
We bust if we must, plus, we handle business
If you jealous niggas fuck with us
(Put your hands on ya, hands on ya)
[Verse 3: Yaki Kadafi]
Nowadays with all these fast cash tendencies
Yo straight up, they got me lookin’ eye to eye, with all my enemies
Spottin’ almost plottin’, claimin’ to be a fuckin’ friend of me
Triple connections, Two TECs sittin’ shot gun up in the Lexus
Ready to release some ripples in a nigga mid-section
With bullets that’s hollow, rules to follow crews get swallowed down wit’ the clowns
Get drowned like deuce deuce bottles
We clique gettin’ major, clappin’ glasses, spittin’ razors
It’s insane how I live, it’s unexplained cross behavior
Streets of war
[Hook: 2Pac]
We bust if we must, plus, we handle business
If you jealous niggas fuck with us
Secrets of war (y’all know what time it is)
We bust if we must, plus, we handle business
If you jealous niggas fuck with us
(Hands on ya, hands on ya)
[Verse 4: Kurupt]
I’ve seen it over, and over, no win sit-yay-tions
The end, the end of gladiations so now they facin’ (uh)
They faced with metaphoric phrases hysteria (uh huh)
Engages the death toll to spread like malaria
What I can cock and stop thoughts from circulatin’ through ya head
In the form of writer’s block and spread like a plague (hm)
I break, batter and bruise neck, arms and legs
In my profession, my thoughts conceal weapons (uhh)
Gettin’ ready to drop the bomb like the B-1
Ya 145 pound rhymes and mines a 3 ton
Concoctions, mystic can spot the gator
Before ya get a dosage of the greatest rhyme creator
In this existence relax and explore the scene
I get this shit pumped the fuck up like morphine
And uh, and uh, and uh
[Outro: 2Pac]
Hahahahehehehe, be-itch
Secrets of muthafuckin’ war
(We bust, if we must, plus, jealous niggas fuck wit’ us)
Y’all don’t even understand it
(secrets of war, we bust if we must, plus, jealous niggas fuck wit’ us)
Secrets of war
And all you lil’ young ass souljahs
You play this shit back about 50 times
You’ll have enough game to roll up to the club or somethin’ (we thuggin’ be-itch)
Teach these bitches a lil’ somethin’, you know what I mean? Hahahahahehehehehe
You niggas crazy
Well that was Kurupt
Fatal, Felony
And ‘Pac
That nigga Johnny J on the beat so
You know it’s thug life Play this song
[Intro: 2Pac]
Secrets of war
Get your pen and pads out, you lil’ young ass muthafuckas
Alright now, Fatal-n-Felony, you know what time it is
Kingpin Kurupt, with ‘Pac
Put your hands on ya, hands ya
Get y’all niggas up
Roll with the secrets now
Secrets of war
Put your hands on ya, hands on ya
Time to roll with the secrets now
Secrets of war
Put your hands on ya, hands on ya
Peep it
Check it
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
My melody is music that’s corrupt as a felony
Lethal weapon rebelling, so dope that niggas inhaling me, uh!

Lil Vinceyy – Chinita Girl Lyrics

Saiyong tingin palang ako ay natunaw na
Mga titig mo sa akin naka ‘bighani na
‘Di ko mapigilan aking nadarama
My chinita girl
My chinita girl
Saiyong tingin palang ako ay natunaw na
Mga titig mo sa akin naka ‘bighani na
‘Di ko mapigilan aking nadarama
My chinita girl
My chinita girl
Hey girl, konichiwa
You look so good like chinita
Baby girl, please come here na
Ayoko na kasing nag-iisa
Magkatapat lang tayo ng table
We’re lookin’ at each other
Ba’t di ka naman comfortable
I don’t know why
‘Di naman ako batang pasaway
Titig mo palang ako’y bibigay
Iyong ganda ay walang kapantay
Saiyong tingin palang ako ay natunaw na
Mga titig mo sa akin naka ‘bighani na
‘Di ko mapigilan aking nadarama
My chinita girl
My chinita girl
Saiyong tingin palang ako ay natunaw na
Mga titig mo sa akin naka ‘bighani na
‘Di ko mapigilan aking nadarama
My chinita girl
My chinita girl
Guel, arbor na yan
Baka pwede na sa akin na lang, yeah
Ganda naman
Titig palang’ matik na tapos ka, yeah
‘Di ko mapigilan ang
Aking nararamdaman
Sarap titigan ang
Chinita na yan
Sa kanyang kinatatayuan, yeah
Saiyong tingin palang ako ay natunaw na
Mga titig mo sa akin naka ‘bighani na
‘Di ko mapigilan aking nadarama
My chinita girl
My chinita girl
Saiyong tingin palang ako ay natunaw na
Mga titig mo sa akin naka ‘bighani na
‘Di ko mapigilan aking nadarama
My chinita girl
My chinita girl
Saiyong tingin palang ako ay natunaw na
Mga titig mo sa akin naka ‘bighani na
‘Di ko mapigilan aking nadarama
My chinita girl
My chinita girl
Saiyong tingin palang ako ay natunaw na
Mga titig mo sa akin naka ‘bighani na
‘Di ko mapigilan aking nadarama
My chinita girl
My chinita girl