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Monday, January 11, 2010

Fame Soundtrack - Hard Work

Artist: Fame Soundtrack
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Pray, Pray, Pray
I pray I make P.A.
I pray I make
I pray I make P.A.

Pray, Pray, Pray
I pray I make P.A.
I pray I make
I pray I make P.A

Pray, Pray, Pray
I pray I make P.A.

I pray I make
I pray I make
P.A.

Pray...pray
I pray I make P.A.
I pray I make
I pray I make P.A

This ain't no
Movie show
Playin in a theatre
Or a video
Fantasy
I was always hot to see
On the T.V.

I'm so hot
hot to trot
I can hardly wait to show them
What I got
Wonder who'll
Come out shinin' like a jewel
In the "Fame" school

I'll be gone

Where's the John?

Man they got me runnin'
In a marathon

Can't slow up

I'll go home and not show up

Maybe throw up

Class to class
Tryin' to pass
Learnin' who the teachers are
who bust your ass
Feelin' small
Feelin' up against the wall
During role call!

Here we are

So bizarre

This is where they show you

How to be a star!

I can't wait

I cant even concentrate

I just pulsate!

I'm alive
And I will survive
Show the world that I can take it
When I hit the heights
Put my name in lights
Show the world that I can make it
By doin'

By doin'

Doin'

Doin'

By doin'
Doin'

By doin' hard work

Acting is the hardest profession in the world. Hard work!
The hardest profession in the world
Dance is the hardest profession in the world.
The hardest profession in the world. Hard wrok!

Music is the hardest profession in the world.
The hardest profession in the world. Hard work!

The hardest profession in the world,
The hardest profession in the world. Hard work!...etc.

I'm alive and I will survive
Show the world that I can take it
When I hit the heights
Put my name in lights
Show the world that I can make it

By doin' ... doin' ...
doin' ... doin' ...

By doin' hard work
By doin' hard work
By doin' hard work

Hard work!
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Fame Soundtrack Hard Work

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Benzino - Go Hard

Artist: Benzino
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Intro: Benzino]
Unh, Hangmen 3
2 Times and J.B.
Yeah, Benzino, c'mon
Let's take it to these motherf-cking streets, yo
Yo, throw your 3's up

[Benzino]
Lord I'm crying out, help me get my shit together
They tryin to put me back in, but I won't let 'em
I'm a living legend in these streets - east coast gangsta
With ties to the west coast, banging
Motherf-ck a street team, my team bereave streets
Since '86 street sweepers poppin out the back door
Sprayed blocks, certain niggas kept glocks
Trucks ramped, niggas couldn't understand it
Benzino, sniffin eighths of anthrax
Niggas can't touch me, my nose gettin runny
I got 5 cases, in 3 states with 6 lawyers
Had a 5S with Mass plates and 4 corners
Now I'm Black Stallion, Ferrari Twin Turbo
Probably been warned, but 'Zino gon hurt you
Enough's enough, let's take it to the streets
Raise big fire over Hangmen beats, c'mon

[Chorus: Benzino]
Go hard, or go home - I don't wanna hear it
My shit too long, and now you gon feel it
We gon break 'em, crash 'em, take 'em, smash 'em
Bang 'em, bruise 'em, hang 'em - Go hard
Break 'em, crash 'em, take 'em, smash 'em
Bang 'em, bruise 'em, hang 'em - Go hard
Break 'em, crash 'em, take 'em, smash 'em
Bang 'em, bruise 'em, hang 'em - Go hard

[Benzino]
Diablos, the slug from the web and kill Gotho
Nevatho, from East L.A., Bronx to Chicago
My choppa sting ya, make you scream "A bay Maria!"
Born leader, Benzino bring flame, born heater
I post bail with 6 figures, you slick niggas
Betta have extra clips if you try and stick with us
I'm a monster on this mic, official Made Men savvy
Draped with rabbit foot, nothing less 50 karats
My closet's like a rainbow - Velour suits change like the weather
Adidas box stacked, Fly 11's
Hydraulics in the 6 keep my CD's from skippin
You niggas trippin, nasty, know steady rippin
GQ Magazine, we on page 144
Source covers, Spaceships, Flex Tunnel Tour
I bet chu didn't know the Hangmen made a beat and laced Nas
Stop hating motherf-cker, go hard!

[Chorus]

[Benzino]
Benzino strike back - most hated, f-ck this rap game
Reputed gang banga, accused drug slanga.. thug
Rhyme sick style, arrogant.. thug
Run up on me wrong - not having it
My crew been through so much that you can't dream of
Everybody wanna be hard til they see slugs
Continue breaking bread with my team, thug mean muggs
I'm organized, my shit's effective
Selective, with the type of niggas that I run with
Guns clicked.. hold up, we on some other shit
Scream loud, Benzino represent for the niggas, bitches, gangstas, playas

[Chorus 2x]
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Benzino Go Hard

Friday, December 25, 2009

504 Boyz - War

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
(feat. Afficial, Curren$y)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Y'all don't wanna war wit us, in this steel we trust
When there's beef best believe we bust
We can take it how you want it cuz we thuggin over here
Pure, uncut, raw butter over here

[Yukon]
Yo you see the game getting better this year
They done put P with Afficial something better in here
I'm tryin to take em where they ain't been
Somethin out they price range
Ain't in they budget, you know they can't spend
Where we at, in a league of our own
And I know this chick now I'm tryin to meet at my home
So they can see the goods I got
About how there's one in every neighborhood
Strangers feel like they're tourin blocks
You know it ain't too hard to tell
That every member of my street team ain't too far from jail
And if he down then his book's healthy
You see, I don't only talk about the cars and the cribs, I look wealthy
Beef ain't a problem with us now
And nigga you can get as loud as you want, we hollow in the pound
And let em think they playin with that
And imma show em with one squeeze, how 16's spray in ya back

[Chorus]

[Desperado]
I write my rhymes in the kitchen cuz my balls is cookin
Used to f-ck average bitches now the stars is looking
Niggas scared and they shook, I can tell by their face
Cuz we hard to figure out, like the lock to a safe
I go to court the judge dropping the case
No blood as soon as I kill a nigga then I'm moppin the place
And I'm quick to pop the 8, that's just how I was raised
Desperado, name spread like the shells in the gauge
And age the major reason why they can't believe it
But we all quarterbacks and y'all gotta receive it
But they don't catch it till a year later
Minds kill, niggas lost so they gotta catch up like Hossfield
Your team don't squeeze, guess what, mines will
Or stop till there's a million a show like Seinfield
Plus we got the skill for this, any proven time
But this burner to your head, make you lose your mind nigga

[Chorus]

[S-Flames]
I can feel the girls on my nuts, bout those Rolls and drops
Now it's hard to get her off like a Heiniken top
I got ten young boys on the block with them quarters
Nowadays I'm washin my car with spring water
Why you just try to send your man to merc me
You can't get rid of Flames, nickname is herpes
I'm a man, you a man, won't you act like one
See me face to face chump, watch me beat you like my son
You f-cked up comin strong with the GOAT
Getting killed with no money now you dead broke
If the Liberty Bell rung it wouldn't stop this fight
Get buck like Bugsy and his men go hard all night
Nigga you heard my bars, you know I got a bad mouth
Furnished and customized, you know I got a bad house
Game over, Afficial in here
I live inside of a shape, my house the Hollywood Square nigga

[Chorus]

[Curren$y]
Come thru in a white Viper with the rally stripes
A trunk hold 6 bodies if you stack em right
Same hits over the celly, sit back and write
They only found half of ya so your casket lite
Now your body real easy to carry
These hoes talk to much, me and my A.K.s finna get married
2 shots to the grill, put a hole in ya smile
With a banana clip longer than the O.J. trial
Now let me find out you tried to put a stop to my sales
Put a hole through ya head like the top of a whale
If a nigga get knocked I can post my own bail
A million dollars in cash let me outta this cell
Man y'all niggas just beginners
I got enough bricks to rebuild the whole World Trade Center
Old school Regals, D's, and gold spinners
Everyday I got a different mink for the whole winter

[Chorus]
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504 Boyz War

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Biohazard: Hold My Own

Biohazard Hold My Own
Artist: Biohazard
Music Album: Biohazard
(Music Song Lyrics):
It looks like the system
tries to hold me down
But guess what? I ain't f-cking around
You can't deny the pride
that I have shown
I grind hard and I must hold my own


Coming from the gutter
It's so hard to get ahead
Taking no one's bullshit
and working for my bread
The future don't look positive,
the rat race holds me down
What a struggle keeping


two feet on the ground


Someday I'll have my peace of mind
I'll keep fightin', one day I will find
A decent life where self-respect is shown
Until then I must hold my own


Always under pressure
I take things as they come
Always looking up,
look out for number one!
My views got you in check,
I never back down,
I pack a hard punch,
and I always stand my ground


I - will not back down
Holding my own, I stand my ground
You will not break me
My belief is my way can't you see ?


Coming from the gutter
It's so hard to get ahead
Taking no one's bullshit
and working for my bread
The future don't look positive,
the rat race holds me down
What a struggle keeping
two feet on the ground


Never back down

Saturday, December 26, 2009

504 BOYZ - Warfeat. Afficial, CurrenSy

Artist: 504 BOYZ
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Y'all don't wanna war wit us, in this steel we trust
When there's beef best believe we bust
We can take it how you want it cuz we thuggin over here
Pure, uncut, raw butter over here

[Yukon]
Yo you see the game getting better this year
They done put P with Afficial something better in here
I'm tryin to take em where they ain't been
Somethin out they price range
Ain't in they budget, you know they can't spend
Where we at, in a league of our own
And I know this chick now I'm tryin to meet at my home
So they can see the goods I got
About how there's one in every neighborhood
Strangers feel like they're tourin blocks
You know it ain't too hard to tell
That every member of my street team ain't too far from jail
And if he down then his book's healthy
You see, I don't only talk about the cars and the cribs, I look wealthy
Beef ain't a problem with us now
And nigga you can get as loud as you want, we hollow in the pound
And let em think they playin with that
And imma show em with one squeeze, how 16's spray in ya back

[Chorus]

[Desperado]
I write my rhymes in the kitchen cuz my balls is cookin
Used to f-ck average bitches now the stars is looking
Niggas scared and they shook, I can tell by their face
Cuz we hard to figure out, like the lock to a safe
I go to court the judge dropping the case
No blood as soon as I kill a nigga then I'm moppin the place
And I'm quick to pop the 8, that's just how I was raised
Desperado, name spread like the shells in the gauge
And age the major reason why they can't believe it
But we all quarterbacks and y'all gotta receive it
But they don't catch it till a year later
Minds kill, niggas lost so they gotta catch up like Hossfield
Your team don't squeeze, guess what, mines will
Or stop till there's a million a show like Seinfield
Plus we got the skill for this, any proven time
But this burner to your head, make you lose your mind nigga

[Chorus]

[S-Flames]
I can feel the girls on my nuts, bout those Rolls and drops
Now it's hard to get her off like a Heiniken top
I got ten young boys on the block with them quarters
Nowadays I'm washin my car with spring water
Why you just try to send your man to merc me
You can't get rid of Flames, nickname is herpes
I'm a man, you a man, won't you act like one
See me face to face chump, watch me beat you like my son
You f-cked up comin strong with the GOAT
Getting killed with no money now you dead broke
If the Liberty Bell rung it wouldn't stop this fight
Get buck like Bugsy and his men go hard all night
Nigga you heard my bars, you know I got a bad mouth
Furnished and customized, you know I got a bad house
Game over, Afficial in here
I live inside of a shape, my house the Hollywood Square nigga

[Chorus]

[Curren$y]
Come thru in a white Viper with the rally stripes
A trunk hold 6 bodies if you stack em right
Same hits over the celly, sit back and write
They only found half of ya so your casket lite
Now your body real easy to carry
These hoes talk to much, me and my A.K.s finna get married
2 shots to the grill, put a hole in ya smile
With a banana clip longer than the O.J. trial
Now let me find out you tried to put a stop to my sales
Put a hole through ya head like the top of a whale
If a nigga get knocked I can post my own bail
A million dollars in cash let me outta this cell
Man y'all niggas just beginners
I got enough bricks to rebuild the whole World Trade Center
Old school Regals, D's, and gold spinners
Everyday I got a different mink for the whole winter

[Chorus]
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504 BOYZ Warfeat. Afficial, CurrenSy

Monday, January 11, 2010

CARL THOMAS - Hey Now

Artist: CARL THOMAS
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Hey now, hey now
You are so wonderful
And I would give anything

Hey now, hey now
I would do anything
To be in your arms
You are so wonderful, yeah
Hey now, hey now

Baby I was thinking we could spend a little time
But I hope you don't mind, hope you don't mind
Heaven must be missing an angel tonight
But I hope they don't mind, hope they don't mind

Baby I was thinking we could spend a little time
But I hope you don't mind, hope you don't mind
Heaven must be missing an angel tonight
But I hope they don't mind, hope they don't mind

Hey now, hey now
Say I'm the one that you're needing babe, need
Hey now, hey now
I think about you all day long

Hey now, my sweet baby
Do you feel the way I do
Hey now, sweet sweet baby
Do you oh do you do you do you

Hey now, my sweet baby
Do you feel the way I do
Hey now, sweet sweet baby
Don't you know love's waiting here

Baby the way I'm feelin'
Makes me wanna spend some time
Everytime I see you
It's hard to get you off my mind

Baby the way I'm feelin'
Makes me wanna spend some time
Everytime I see you
It's hard to get you off my mind

Baby the way I'm feelin'
Makes me wanna spend some time
Everytime I see you
It's hard to get you off my mind

Baby the way I'm feelin'
Makes me wanna spend some time
Everytime I see you
It's hard to get you off my mind

Baby I was thinking we could spend a little time
But I hope you don't mind, hope you don't mind
Heaven must be missing an angel tonight
But I hope they don't mind, hope they don't mind

Baby I was t
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CARL THOMAS Hey Now

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Benzino - No Parts Of Us

Artist: Benzino
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
(feat. Bobby Brown, Prodigy)

[Prodigy talking]
Aiyyo, you know what I'm saying, yeah
f-ck you bitch-ass niggas you know what I'm saying
Straight like that from the bottom of my heart
Man this is silly
I ain't got nothing but slugs for you bitch-ass niggas, know what I mean?
f-ck all y'all niggas, straight like that
What up

[Hook 2x: Bobby Brown (Benzino)]
Don't start with me (Benzino, B. Brown, Hangmen 3)
You don't want to see that side of me
I don't really care how hard ya be
I just know you don't want a war with me
So don't f-ck with me

[Prodigy]
Aiyyo, it's war this night and over run up on ya few
Boss niggas dump bullets and get rid of that crew
You gotta bang niggas out
f-ck that shit is serious
Give it to `em niggas, kid show them how real it is
These punk motherf-ckers get their head pushed, leds bust
Guns on their friends and they feds dunn yeah dunn
Venalate niggas hear `em out
Wear niggas out
Get them before they get you
Open up your eyes, true
Look alive, dunn its not a game
Its not thing for you to get body
Thats why we don't play
So where the bags for the f-ck back
Before I squeeze more shots and murder more bastards

[Hook 2x: Bobby Brown]
Don't start with me
You don't want to see that side of me
I don't really care how hard ya be
I just know you don't want a war with me
So don't f-ck with me

[Benzino]
Yo, swing that, mince that, double bogie, hit that
Big gat, tiger money, holdin one, get that
Forty-cal go and get your burns, spit that
Bring beef where your motherf-cking cribs at
Shove knives in your chest where your ribs at
Get money with my Hangmen, split that
Come thick when we show those guns
Doing 1-6-0 on the Autobahn
Ride all night drink cris til dawn
Tonight we don't care, right from wrong
Anybody wanna kick the same old song
Bitch-ass niggas won't last too long, motherf-cker

[Hook 2x: Bobby Brown]
Don't start with me
You don't want to see that side of me
I don't really care how hard ya be
I just know you don't want a war with me
So don't f-ck with me

[Bobby Brown]
Meet you overnight
Rest now thats tomorrow
My projects thorough
Tribes with Made Men, now you know
No matter what happened in the barium rocks
Still remain with my pistol in my palm cocked
God damn, country, all shit is sick
Cause shit ain't but a bag full of f-cking tricks
Addition and money in my pocket
So I'm a dip into my bag and grab my motherf-cking clip
Then I'm a break out the door cause I'm mad like f-ck
And I'm pissed off and like get your ass and stick you up
No hold barred and its time to get paid over
I'm broke, ain't nuttin funny I need money

[Bobby Brown & Benzino (Bobby Brown)]
f-ckers want to try and change the game (I did that)
Try throw dirt on my name (You got that)
Storm them for their fortune and fame (You want that)
Twenty karats on my neck, wrist and brain (I flaunt that)

[Hook 6x: Bobby Brown]
Don't start with me
You don't want to see that side of me
I don't really care how hard ya be
I just know you don't want a war with me
So don't f-ck with me
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Benzino No Parts Of Us

Monday, October 26, 2009

Biohazard: End Of My Rope

Biohazard End Of My Rope
Artist: Biohazard
Music Album: New World Disorder
(Music Song Lyrics):
Where to run to, where to hide, much too full to swallow my pride
But I'm still haunted by something inside as if another part of me has died.

Paralyzed, I close my eyes, the pain inside surrounds me.
Petrified, life fades away, at the end of my rope I'm waiting.

Sometimes I feel like I'm all alone, empty inside, out of control.
My heart a void, my empty soul, until it's filled I'll never be whole.
How did things ever get so bad, sinking empty, full of despair
I find myself alone and scared, in a world where nobody cares.

A hopeless end, afraid deep inside
Relief from my pain, the end a suicide.
The tears I've cried have left me blind
I yearn to find peace, a presence of mind.

I said I'd stand with you forever if you needed me
Help, arm in arm, hand over fist and carry you when necessary
Like a fool I thought we'd walk tall forever all as one
When the going got tough you stopped pushing and turned to run.

I tried so hard, so sad to watch you drown.

You turned and pointed fingers at the truest friend you ever had,
And I prayed to God you'd find relief from the things that made your life sad.
We were down forever, together forever all as one,
But when the time came to step up and do it right, you turned to run.

I tried so hard, to help you hold it down
You never helped yourself, so sad to watch you drown.
I tried so hard, to help you save your life
You never helped yourself, shut the door and say good-bye.

You and me, eye to eye, hands tied together, live or die
Walk tall forever, all as one, never again, you turned to run.
All for None

Thursday, December 31, 2009

Barclay James Harvest, The - When The World Was Woken

Artist: Barclay James Harvest, The
Music Album: Barclay James Harvest
(Music Song Lyrics):
When the world was woken
Save all unknowing eyes
And thoughts that once were spoken
Left only to despise
And when the dawn is breaking
Look upward to the sky
If life is so hard to live
Why not die?
When the world has woken
And shadows leave the air
Then each spell will be broken
For everyone who cares
The day will then be endless
The night will soon pass by
If life is so hard to live
Why not die?

When the world has woken
For all who see the sun
And gentle words are spoken
The dawning has begun
Then man can live together
With one triumphant cry
If life is so hard to live
Why not die?
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Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Prefab Sprout - Nightingales

Artist: Prefab Sprout
Music Album: From Langley Park To Memphis
(Music Song Lyrics):
Tell me do, something true, true of you and me
That we're too busy living through, too busy to see.
What is it that we do makes us what we are
If we sing are we nightingales, shine are we stars ?

Who are we ? What we got ? Are we a firework show ?
Growing pale like a star that burnt out years ago
Stranger things have been, stranger things have gone,
I find it hard right now to name you one
Tell me do something true and drop the fairytales.
If singin' birds must sing, with no question of choice
Then livin' is our song, indeed our voice
Best agree you and me we're probably nightingales

- Instrumental Verse -

Who are we ? What we got ? Are we a firework show ?
Growing pale like a star that burnt out years ago
Stranger things have been, stranger things have gone,
I find it hard right now to name you one
Tell me do something true and drop the fairytales.
If singin' birds must sing, with no question of choice
Then livin' is our song, indeed our voice
Best agree you and me we're probably nightingales

God's a proud thundercloud we are cartoon cats
With a fear that is biblical under our hats

Who are we ? What we got ? Are we a firework show ?
Growing pale like a star that burnt out years ago
Stranger things have been, stranger things have gone,
I find it hard right now to name you one
Tell me do something true and drop the fairytales.
If singin' birds must sing, with no question of choice
Then livin' is our song, indeed our voice
Best agree you and me we're probably nightingales
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Prefab Sprout Nightingales

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Foreigner - A Night To Remember

Artist: Foreigner
Music Album: Inside Information
(Music Song Lyrics):
I can't sleep tonight
I won't sleep tomorrow
I'm goin deep and tight
I don't need no excuse
I feel mean tonight
One-eyed jacks and aces
Read 'em and weep tonight
I'm gonna let all hell break loose

I want drums like thunder
Gimme guitars that scream
One woman who could shake me
Yeah, be my love machine

I need a love machine
to keep my motor running
Upon the big wide screen
I wanna see it all
Yeah, we'll be lean and mean
We'll be synchronized together
Me and my love machine
We're gonna do it all

I want drums like thunder
Gimme guitars that scream
One woman who can rock me
Yeah, my little love machine

We're gonna make tonight
A night to remember
We're going hard and strong
Again and again
Yeah, we're gonna make tonight
A night to remember
Yeah we're gonna take tonight
Right to the end

I need drums like thunder
Gimme guitars that scream
One woman who can rock me
I need a love machine

We gotta make tonight
A night to remember
We're goin' hard and strong
Again and again

Yeah, we're gonna make tonight
A night to remember
Yeah we're goin' for a night
A night without end

We gotta make tonight
A night to remember
We're goin' hard and strong
Again and again

We're gonna make tonight
A night to remember
Yeah we're gonna take tonight
Right to the end
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Foreigner A Night To Remember

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Biz Markie: Games

Biz Markie Games
Artist: Biz Markie
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Chorus: computer voice]
Games, you don't have to play, games with me girl
You, know, how, I feel
Ohh games, you don't have to play, games with me girl
You, know, how, I feel - ohh

[additional computer voice]
.. games, you don't have to play, games with me girl
You, know, how, I feel
Ohh games, you don't have to play, games with me girl
You, know, how, I feel
Ohh games, you don't have to play, games with me girl
You, know, how, I feel
Ohh games

[Verse One]
Hi there good lookin, pretty sweet thang
I really want to put you under my wing
But everytime I try you give me a hard time
Like I'm a murderer, or commitin a crime
I try to do everything right for you
You're always givin me excuses, makin me blue
When I met you at Cancun, at Fiesta Americana
You lookin tasty like strawberries and banana
I asked you your name you said Lee-Lee from San Fran
She said, "I have friends but I don't got a man"
I said, "Really?! As good as you look?
Lookin like somethin out a Playboy book?"
I thought I struck gold, ching ching, the jackpot
Just the thought of you it be makin me hot
When I step to you, you act funny style
You need to marinate on this for a while

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]
Now let me tell you like this baby doll
I never guessed you would act off the wall
Give me a chance for a little romance
We can dance and dine in Jamaica or France
Somethin in the way you make me feel
I like your personality, and your sex appeal
But it's all hard, not bein witchu
You're playin hard to get like catch 22
Some people got time to play them games
but I don't, so don't call me no names
Like all I want is sex, and take you no places
And,

Friday, January 15, 2010

Police - Bombs Away

Artist: Police
Music Album: Zenyatta Mondatta
(Music Song Lyrics):
The general scratches his belly and thinks
His pay is good but his officers stink
Guerilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet
The President looks in the mirror and speaks
His shirts are clean but his country reeks
Unpaid bills, in Afghanistan hills

Bombs away
But we're O.K.
Bombs away
In old Bombay

The general only wants to teach France to dance
His army life doesn't give him any romance
Guerilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet
The general scratches his belly and thinks
His pay is good but his company stinks
Guerilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet

Bombs away
But we're O.K.
Bombs away
In old Bombay
Bombs away
But we're O.K.
Bombs away
In old Bombay
Bombs away
But we're O.K.
Bombs away
In old Bombay
Bombs away
But we're O.K.
Bombs away
In old Bombay
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Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Wasp - 9.5-N.A.S.T.Y

Artist: Wasp
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
One woman down my street is, too hot for the average man
Hard to handle, a fire in her eyes
Wants the hot rocks right in her hand
I know she's burning, hot with love
A come-on look and she ain't fooling
And she knows just what it does
She gave me a number to make me fell fine
Said call me up baby
It's gonna be 9.5.- N.A.S.T.Y.

You're everything I need
'Cause I want what you're giving
I'm yours to do with what you please

N.A.S.T.Y., you're everything I need
'Cause I want what you're giving
I'm yours to do with what you please

Ooh- no mama's baby, this child
She's a killer wrapped in high heel shoes
Touch the skin it burns like fire
I don't even care if I'm being used
Threw me down and then she tore off my jeans
She said, come on baby, I mean business
I'm gonna show you what liberated means
Do it to me baby
I'm losing my mind
She said call me up honey
Tonight I'm 9.5.- N.A.S.T.Y.

You're everything I need
'Cause I want what you're giving
I'm yours to do with what you please

N.A.S.T.Y., you're everything I need
'Cause I want what you're giving
I'm yours to do with what you please
Some bad habits, are hard to break
Like an earthquake coming
I gotta shake, shake, shake

9.5.- N.A.S.T.Y. you're everything I need
'Cause I want what you're giving
I'm yours to do with what you please

N.A.S.T.Y. you're everything I need
'Cause I want what you're giving
I'm yours to do with what you please
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Wasp 9.5N.A.S.T.Y

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Chubb Rock - The Funky

Artist: Chubb Rock
Music Album: I Gotta Get Mine Yo
(Music Song Lyrics):
Featuring Kirk Pone]
[Kirk Pone]
Nuff respect's due to the funky crew ribbit
Bitch burned me with some next shit
I realize ya straight up f-cking someone new
And all those rumors are so true
That you been f-cking the whole damn crew
Ya little ribbit
I am the all around totally extraterrestrial entertaining motherf-cker
Let me tell you bitch you burned me with the motherf-cker
I was walking through the park one day
In the merry merry month of May
And I buck up to this squaw that gave me the funky
And let me tell you 'bout this pussy, ha ha
She burned me hard and stiff
Yes me hard and stiff Chubbs, tell them Chubbs tell them
Ribbit ribbit
[Chubb Rock]
Well off we go to the show and flow to the venue
This little hot bitch was on the menu
Dance to the tune they said the hoe was a boom
But I'm married, my ass got carried to the room
But delph, in layman's language for self
And I'm in love -- in love with my health
So honey phone while I click the Nick Nolte
And down a can of beer and watch Cape Fear yeah
Watch DeNiro my hero fry like a clown
It's all for one I hope you have some
Slown down as the puss from the hot itchy burning little stunt
I bet on is what you really want
Cause by the cheek smile, eyes that are hazel
You know who's really vex -- my man nasal
The nigga who ate the sauteed shrimp and basil
Bitch stay still I'm not over with you yet
My man got burnt now it's time to fret
Airport bathroom I wasn't too far to hear my man go
Oohhh
Burning -- yes he's yearning call his folks
911 is a Joke -- I can't see through the smoke
Lyrical monkey son he's stunnin G
Cause you got the funky
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Monday, November 30, 2009

Gloria Estefan - MAS ALLA BEYOND

Artist: Gloria Estefan
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
This song is a ballad with a bolero rhythmic taste combined by the congas, bongos, maracas, and the acoustic guitar with nylon strings.
Mas Alla (Beyond) expresses how when you do the right things in your life; when you give whthout asking for something in return, when you really care, when you forgive, when you work hard for your ideals you then begin to discover your true self by begining to build a better tommorrow, Beyond the pain ,the tears and the hate there shines the light of love within each heart . Give peace and love; that what the whole world needs more of.

Cuando das sin esperar
When you give without expecting

Cuando quieres de verdad
When you truly love

Cuando brindas perdon
When you offer forgiveness

En lugar de rencor
In place of bitterness

Hay paz en tu corazn
There is peace in your heart

Cuando sientes compasion
When you feel compassion

Del amigo y su dolor
For a friend and his pain

Cuando miras la estrella
When you look at the star

Que oculta la niebla
That is hidden in the mist

Hay paz en tu corazn
There is peace in your heart

-----------
CORO

Mas alla del rencor
Beyond the bitterness

De las lagrimas y el dolor
Of the tears and the pain

Brilla la luz del amor
The light of love shines

Dentro de cada corazn
Inside of each heart

Ilusin, navidad
Illusion, Christmas

Pon tus suenos a volar
Let your dreams soar

Siembra paz
Sow peace

Brida amor
Offer love

Que el mundo entero pide mas
Because the whole world is asking for more
-----------

Cuando brota una oracion
When a prayer blossoms

Cuando aceptas el error
When you accept mistakes

Cuando encuentras lugar
When you find the place

Para la libertad
For freedom

Hay una sonrisa mas
There is one more smile

Cuando llega la razon
When reason arrives

Y se va la incomprension
And misuderstanding is gone

Cuando quieres luchar
When you want to work hard

Por un ideal
For an ideal

Hay una sonrisa mas
There is one more smile

Hay un rayo de sol
There is a ray of sun

A traves del cristal
Through the crystal

Hay un mundo mejor
There is a better world

Cuando aprendes a amar
When you learn to love

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CORO

Mas alla del rencor
Beyond the bitterness

De las lagrimas y el dolor
Of the tears and the pain

Brilla la luz del amor
The light of love shines

Dentro de cada corazn
Inside of each heart

Ilusin, navidad
Expectation, Christmas

Pon tus suenos a volar
Let your dreams soar

Siembra paz
Sow peace

Brida amor
Offer love

Que el mundo entero pide mas
Because the whole world is asking for more
-----------

Cuando alejas el temor
When you remove the fear

Y prodigas tu amistad
And lavishley give your friendship

Cuando a un mismo cantar
When with the same song

Has unido tu voz
You unite your voice

Hay paz en tu corazn
There is peace in your heart

Cuando buscas con ardor
When you search with zeal

Y descubres tu verdad
And discover your truth

Cuando quieres forjas
When you want to shape

Un manana mejor
A better tomorrow

Hay paz en tu corazn
There is peace in your heart

--------
CORO

Mas alla del rencor
Beyond the bitterness

De las lagrimas y el dolor
Of the tears and the pain

Brilla la luz del amor
The light of love shines

Dentro de cada corazn
Inside of each heart

Ilusin, navidad
Expectation , Christmas

Pon tus suenos a volar
Let your dreams soar

Siembra paz
Sow peace

Brida amor
Offer love

Que el mundo entero pide mas
Because the whole world is asking for more
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Gloria Estefan MAS ALLA BEYOND

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

BENZINO - Ghetto Childfeat. Bobby Brown, Mr. Gzus

Artist: BENZINO
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Intro: Bobby Brown]
Yo, this is B Brown
We gon lay ya back on this Benzino track, right
Two times

[Chorus 2x: Female] (Bobby Brown)
Eye for an eye (Ghetto, ghetto)
Strong will survive (Yeah, yeah)
Everyday struggle to stay alive
Look deep inside (My ghetto child)
Bet cha wanna ride
Ghetto child gon learn to fly (Ghetto child)

[Bobby Brown]
Now being born in the ghetto, it's hard, believe me
Not just a job, anything ain't easy
You go through rough times, you go through hard times
And times even tougher than that
But what I got is a mans best friend
I know I'll fail staying in a house that your bed shield
Brothers'll stick you up and in it they'll take pride
Only bulletproof is if you don't need outside
It's a living hell, you got to be the guy
Cause if not, you get popped, ya be another victim of homicide
Peer pressure pounds and if you ain't stressful
You got to be live-full
Black to feed the back
Never second guess a professor
Your not see-through, your not even equal
But that's the price you pay being born in the ghetto [*in the ghetto* echoes]

[Chorus 2x]

[Mr. Gzus]
Let me explain to you, un-hunh, some game is the truth
Mainly I speak to the youth
I used to hustle drugs with a crew
I was young and green and hungry, what's a nigga to do?
We used to smoke weed on the roof and let the ions loose
While shorty saw us off the ninety proof
Lost to the streets
Loved to rhyme so throw me a beat and flow would make the joint complete
At the same time I gots ta eat
Took a stands, stole a seat jumped in the game to compete
Unaware of the heat, there's was def from cheek to cheek
No sleep for two weeks stated all kinds of beef
Been through hell and back before I was grown
No pops to teach me to how spread my wings and fly, I did that on my own
Made it this far and I'ma keep goin
Y'all ain't knowin, I'm still here and keep growin, from a ghetto child

[Chorus 2x]

[Bobby Brown]
It ain't nothing about hits
It's about these grits
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the...
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Don't make it up, don't make it up

[Chorus 2x]
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Monday, November 23, 2009

Saafir - REAL CIRCUS

Artist: Saafir
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
I bought my ticket ten years ago when in demand
Was the candy caramel. I submerged like a
Murk on the mental. But it was hard to tell if
Nails pitched on my tent on time with the ringmaster
God had a whip. Hit me on my hip now I'm on
A hop but it don't stop. Now I advise the wise
Why why did you let me out the flock? Now I'm
Flowin pro flippin flu germs wit a new perm
I'm hittin different regions. It's winter season
Tryin to forget the treason of my twisted sister, so
I turn my face when Rockin Rollin in myst-ic
So side show freaks can't peep the mask task-force
Behind the jacket, so I'm packin not because I'm
Hard. I'm paranoid, I'm far away from
God. He can't see me. I ignorantly thought he caught me
Dreamin, in comes the demon tryin to shoot me
That semen. One way I'm off the brink, the detour
Was unblocked. I'm strictly on instinct, I'm walkin
Over barriers. I'm spooked cause I keep hearin
The word spades. They tryin to pull my card
They're goin to get it, I won't forget it like an
Elephant, tiger, lions rely on the funky monkey
Dyin in the real circus

I'm finally out of my cage, it's been ten swings since
I quenched the silence. Sure to erupt eyes-lids
Till they're queasy from the degree of the tilt of
A trapeze performer that's proven succession in
The progression of a juggler, vain slitter, my spear
Shifted. Saafir's gifted like black Santa. I was
Born a flipper with sticks and balance beams
I learn to differ swift stimulation of a soul snatcher.
Oh! Here they come Jay-Z, 15 deep
In a clown car wit make-up, but I got make-up
For ya - wake up. I lay material like dogs upside
Down cakes. I give pounds to fakes so my cleets
Stake claims, skills have belittled spittle. What's
Coming from that grill - waffles, ya shit is awful
Further let's implore for more speech reach back
For the cage where the elves are plottin schemes
You ask me to explain what I mean, I will in
The afterlife kill death, I verify the untimid
Breath, I'm trustworthy to the busting of dirty
Thirty-thousand year old authentic, I'll win it
Just as the thought has brought into focus comes
The real traveling circus.

I'm jumpin through hoops, can you dance like a
Panther? I can. I pick my prey in shades of
Grey, but I'm not color blind on the rhyme. The
Circus is in my scalp. I'm higher than the Alps
I'll make you break camp. I tame crews like shrews
I bust nuts without screws. Can you do that - hardly.
Ya too stiff malarky art kits, give up the drawings
Ya never saw swings cling when the grip whips
That makes you feel like the Real Circus
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Saturday, November 28, 2009

Roe Tommy - Dizzy

Artist: Roe Tommy
Music Album: Tommy Roe
(Music Song Lyrics):
Dizzy, I’m so dizzy my head is spinning
Like a whirlpool it never ends
And it’s You girl makin’ it spin
You're making me dizzy

First time that I saw You girl, I knew that I just had to make You mine
But it’s so hard to talk to You with fellows hangin’ round You all the time
I want You for my sweet pet, but You keep playing hard to get
I’m going round in circles all the time

Dizzy, I’m so dizzy my head is spinning
Like a whirlpool it never ends
And it’s You girl makin’ it spin
You're making me dizzy

I finally got to talk to You and I told You just exactly how I felt
Then I held You close to me and kissed You and my heart began to melt
Girl You've got control on me,cuz I’m so dizzy I can't see
I need to call a doctor for some help
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Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Electric Light Orchestra - Momma

Artist: Electric Light Orchestra
Music Album: Electric Light Orchestra Ii
(Music Song Lyrics):
She came up from the country with a smile for everyone
she left her blue horizon just to find another home
a lonely girl who'd travelled many days
a lonely heart that could not find a way

(chorus)
and she said Momma, it's a hard life now you're gone
Momma, it's so hard to carry on
and I feel I'm a fool who lost it all
you used to make it all so very clear
that life must go on though the end is near
oh Momma, it's a sad and lonely life

A misty morning rider she came wandering through the hills
a wanderin soul appearin over rainy window sills
a loser in her heart, but in her face
a smile for everyone under God's grace

(chorus)

Midnight maiden madness, what to search for in this place
gateway to the city, night sky shadows on her face
a lady lost in nowhere but her stare
leaves the world, her life to start somewhere

(chorus
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