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Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Sisqo And Mya - Intro

Artist: Sisqo And Mya
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
DRAGON LIVE ON SAY IT WITH ME
DRAGON LIVE ON (NIGGA) DRAGON
LIVE ON DRAGON SAY IT WITH ME
DRAGON LIVE ON DRAGON LIVE ON
SAY IT WITH ME DRAGON LIVE ON
OHHHHH
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Sisqo And Mya Intro

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Biz Markie: Intro

Biz Markie Intro
Artist: Biz Markie
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Biz Markie singing]
My name is Biz Markie, I rock for Queens, Astoria
My new album is called, "Weekend Warrior"
But every time that I always hit a note
Just like DJ Kool, "eh-ah," Let Me Clear My Throat
But let me tell you that my name is the
Original the B-I-Z Marrrrrrrr-Kie

Monday, November 23, 2009

Saafir the Saucee Nomad - Crawl Before You Ball

Artist: Saafir the Saucee Nomad
Music Album: Hit List
(Music Song Lyrics):
Intro:
Yo Saafir what's goin' on playboy?
Saafir: What's really goin' on?

Huh you tell me baby.

Saafir:Hey it's like this man.
I gotta let these motherf-ckers know how to crawl man.

I know everybody tryin' to come up immediately.

Saafir:You know they don't got the motherf-ckin' perseverance cause they
ain't have it hold up though. I gotta go and do this man.

Verse 1:
You can hear the ambition mobbin' in my po position
The intention is to come up
Do your grindin' pay the boss before you floss
And don't lose your mind and find discipline'
And stackin' your scratch
So it don't come up missin' in
As you're askin' the Lord for guidance
While you ridin'
Stickin' and movin' slidin'
In and out the game
Unless you realize you're sprung before you legalize your funds
All you track hustlers that was made for the corner
Dodgin' the coroner's office
I'm tossin' this at you
Now on some sermon type shit
I'm burnin' and I gotta write this
The mic got me ballin'
Shot callin'
It's the murk one like that
Sit back but not in starship
So I don't tarnish or rust
When I'm bustin' on the next jerk
Who swears he's ballin' but can't network
You better off with sexwork
The way you f-cked in the game
It's a shame
I'm aimin' at the bathroom stall on all of y'all
With the H.J.s deflecting these hate rays
Until the sun falls
You acquired a dream
Crawl before you ball

Hook: (x2)
What you thought?
You was just gonna ball on the spot?
Let's be real
You gotta stack dollar bills before you get a mil
Gotta handle business before you choose to chill or you fall
Crawl before you ball

Verse 2:
All you pompous ass marks in Babylon yawnin'
Becomin' another nigga spawnin'
From the trenches
The stench is unknown
I've been crawlin' like a two toed
Chameleon for so long
Writing these songs and ridin' these thongs
With bracelets on they ankle bone
That's anxious to moan
Like Neena Samone
Have a trick
Sickin' thinkin'
That we know it's on
You better crawl before you ball man
Before you fall man
Keep ya hoes off your payroll
Unless they crawl with you
And you know they all with you
And even then they won't fall with you
I'm like f-ck 'em
I got to
It's a new sheriff in town his name is Reggie Mamoo
Ya hear?
More like Saafir
On a crawl
By watch how daddy ball
I'm all ears and all eyes
Recognize
I'm crawlin'

Bridge: (x2)
Baby baby let me kick my all to y'all
You gotta crawl before you ball
I've seen so many many soldiers fall
They didn't know you had to crawl before you ball

Verse 3:
You see gotta put in major work in at first
Before you burst
Crawl before you ball but never lose your thirst
When you ballin'
Or you gonna end up broke and butt naked with no garments on
While I'm makin' more cheese than Parmesian
Learn game at a fast rate
Apply it to my walk then stalk
I won't fall off cause I'm a put in that work
And I'm a stick to that plan
Now I'm a stay down with my folleys
The team then turn and brace God gave green
Going, going till I'm gone
I'm ballin'

Hook
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Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Sisqo And Mya - Got To Get It

Artist: Sisqo And Mya
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Intro (Sisqo)-[spoken]

See what I wanna do(ooh, ooooooooh)
I dont know if i can say what i wanna do (yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah)
Well, Maybe I can
uh,uh,uh cmon

Verse 1: [Sisqo]

Do I have to grab the back of your neck
to make you listen to me
do you have to see me flashin this doe
Or wavin' my rolly
Mr. Yeah Yeah
baby can I get a hit off you
what's up what's up
cmon I like to touch
I got to think about if your down because

bridge(Sisqo)

I got to get it
you wont forget it
kiss you under yo navel
Ill go where he wont go

Chorus(sisqo)

I got to get , Got to get it
Just let me hit.just let me hit it
ill kiss the lips under the navel
I bet he wont go where I go

Verse 2 (sisqo)

Listen, now baby i can be a betta man
Betta yet a gentleman
fly you to japan
amd back again
spend a week in puerto rico
baby wait till I'm Finito
Cause im Feenin
and I got to get a hit off you
What's up what's up cmon I like to Fucc
I've got to figure out if your down because, baby baby YEAH

repeat bridge
repeat chorus

(Make it hot)

Uh.uh.uh.uh
Whats your goal baby(goal baby)
you and I sip the mo' and get the dough baby(we get the dough baby)
we can do it how you wanna let me know baby(let me know baby)
If I got it you can get it that's for sure baby(for sure baby)
Or hit the door baby(hit the door baby)

I'm here to treat you right(cmon)
wont you be that freak I know and give me head all night?(ooh)
If you think somebody's lookin girl turn off the lights(ooh,ooh)
cuz we can do it where you wanna, where you wanna,how you wanna
Let me keep
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Sisqo And Mya Got To Get It

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Hill Dru - What are we gonna do

Artist: Hill Dru
Music Album: Various songs / Unsorted
(Music Song Lyrics):
Intro):
Whispers passed in silence
Two lovers passing in the night
A love thats left and hopeless
That can never survive
1 What are we gonna do
What are they gonna to say
Where are we gonna to go
When they find out
What are we gonna do
What are they gonna say
Where are we gonna go
When they find out
Sing your song sing your song sing your song
Really dont know you well
Got to get to know me too
So see, we can make this work
Through your friends wont approve
See, we cant let them know
Exactly whats going on
Cuz they wont understand
What we have between us
(Repeat 1)
Woody, Woody, Woody, Woddy
I know we may be rushing
Theres no time to think it through
Cuz when love overcomes your heart
Theres nothing you can do
Misery loves company
By now you should know
People always have advice about being together
When theyre all alone
I cry
I cry, I cry, late at night baby
Inside
Inside my heart babe
I was all alone
Dont you let no God damn body come near
And tear our love apart
Cuz I love you girl
Youre all my world
So what are we gonna do
What are we gonna do
I feel so afraid, babe
Feel like a baby
Just hold me darling
And let me know
I need to know
Ive got to know
What are we, oh baby
(Repeat 1) x2
What are we gonna do
Oh well, well, well, well, well, well
Oh baby, well, well, well, well
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Hill Dru What are we gonna do

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

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 16, 2009

Sisqo And Mya - Homewrecker

Artist: Sisqo And Mya
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
INTRO
HEY SISQO, IT'S ME LOVE.
CALL ME. I WANNA HOLD THE DRAGON.
I KNOW U GOT A GIRL NOW. IT'S COOL.
I JUST WANNA SEE YOU OKAY.

VERSE 1
SEE THE LAST TIME GIRL YOU HAD ME CAUGHT UP IN SOME MESS
TELLING MY GIRL THAT WE WERE MORE THAN FRIENDS
f-ckING AROUND WITH YOU JUST HAD ME STRESSED
WHENEVER I SEE U COMING I GO LEFT
YOU'RE THE TYPE OF GIRL THAT THINKS THAT NO MEANS YES
BEEN PUTTING ME AND MY GIRLS LOVE TO THE TEST
SO I HAVE TO BRING THIS DRAMA TO AN END
BEFORE IF SOMEONE GETS HURT AND TEARS GET SHED

CHORUS
YOU'RE JUST A HOMEWRECKER
YOU'RE TRYING TO BREAK UP MY HOME AIN'T YA
WELL I AIN'T GONNA LET YA
YOU'RE TRYING TO MESS UP MY THING AIN'T YA
YOU'RE JUST A HOMEWRECKER
YOU'RE TRYING TO GET ME WITH U AIN'T YA
THINK U GOT GAME DON'T YA
YOU'RE TRYING TO MESS UP MY THING AIN'T YA

VERSE 2
GIRL NO MORE STALKING ME LIKE YOUR CRAZY AND OBSESSED
U NEED 2 STOP ACTING LIKE U AIN'T GOT SENSE
TELL ME WHY U JUST CAN'T TAKE A HINT
CAUSE I'M WITH SOMEONE ELSE THAT'S GOT ME BENT
I GOT A HAPPY HOME WITH A PICKET FENCE
I JUST CAN'T LET IT GO OVER SOME SEX
SO WHY CAN'T WE PUT THIS IN THE PAST
I WISH I NEVER HIT THAT OH

CHORUS (2X)

GET THE HELL OUT MY HOME
CHORUS (3X)

LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE I KNOW U REALLY WANNA BE WITH ME
BUT I GOT A GIRL SO I GOTTA LET IT BE BABY BABY
LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE I KNOW U REALLY WANNA BE WITH ME
BUT I GOT A GIRL SO U GOTTA LET IT BE BABY YEAH

YOU'RE A HOMEWRECKER
A HOMEWRECKER
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Sisqo And Mya Homewrecker

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Sisqo And Mya - Close Your Eyes

Artist: Sisqo And Mya
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
INTRO
LEMME TALK TO YOU FOR A MINUTE
I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY
YEAH

VERSE 1
FORGIVE ME, I'M GUILTY, I'M FILTHY BABY CLEANSE ME
I'M EMPTY, I'M READY TO CHANGE
NO MORE LIES NO MORE LUST
f-ck A SLUT FUSS AIN'T WORTH US
GIRL I'M READY TO CHANGE SO I'LL NO LONGER BE THAT WAY
CLOSE YOUR EYES

CHORUS
CLOSE BOTH YOUR EYES PUT YOUR HANDS TO THE SKY
JUST SURRENDER TO ME AND I'LL BE YOUR LOVER FOR ALWAYS
CLOSE BOTH YOUR EYES PUT YOUR HANDS UP TO THE SKY
AND SURRENDER TO ME AND I'LL BE YOUR LOVER FOR ALWAYS

VERSE 2
SO WHY SHOULD YOU BELIEVE ME I'VE BROKEN YOUR TRUST CONSTANTLY
IRONICALLY IT SOUNDS THE SAME
BUT I'VE MADE UP MY HEART AND IF YOU BELIEVE
I SWEAR ON MY LIFE I WILL ALWAYS BE
YOUR SHELTER FOREVER THROUGH THE WEATHER TOGETHER BABY

CHORUS

BRIDGE
BABY, SORRY I JUST KEEP LYING TO YOU
I'M GROWING UP NOW
I WAS A BOY BEFORE
BUT NOW I'M A MAN
(I WILL NEVER HURT YOU AGAIN)
AND I'D NEVER HURT YOU AGAIN
(I WILL ALWAYS BE YOUR FRIEND)
I REALIZED YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND
(LET ME UNLEASH THE DRAGON)
SO JUST LET ME BE THERE FOR YOU
BABY CLOSE YOUR EYES

CHORUS TILL FADE
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Monday, November 16, 2009

Sisqo And Mya - Without You Performed By Dru Hill

Artist: Sisqo And Mya
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
INTRO
DRU HILL, PAJAM, WITHOUT YOU, DEF SOUL

VERSE 1
I'M FREE FREE TO FLY LIKE A BIRD OVER THE EARTH FAR AWAY
SEE WHERE BEAUTY'S ENTAILED PLACES UNVEILED
TAKE ME AWAY

(BRIDGE)
WHEN I CAN VISION YOUR EYES
U LIGHT UP THE SKY HOLDING MY DREAMS IN A CLOUD
OH NOW I FEEL MY HEART'S BEEN REVEALED
HIDING SO ALONE FEEL ALONE

CHORUS
I CAN NEVER SEE MYSELF WITHOUT U LIVING SO FAR FROM HOME
I COULD NEVER BE MYSELF WITHOUT U DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE

VERSE 2
SOARING FROM A VALLEY SO LOW TO A MOUNTAIN SO HIGH
WHAT A LIFE WHAT A LIFE EXPLORING WHY YOU'RE NEVER GROWS OLD
NO HUG IS TOO TIGHT IT'S JUST RIGHT

BRIDGE

CHORUS
(I COULD NEVER SEE MYSELF)
(I COULD NEVER SEE)
(BEING SO FAR AWAY FROM HOME)

2ND BRIDGE
I CAN DO WITHOUT MATERIAL THINGS
I CAN DO WITHOUT DIAMOND RINGS
GIRL I WON'T GET BY
WITHOUT U BY MY SIDE
I NEED U IN MY LIFE

CHORUS

BRIDGE

CHORUS
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Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Benzino - Ghetto Child

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

[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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Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Sisqo And Mya - Infatuated

Artist: Sisqo And Mya
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
INTRO
YO I'M A SHOW EM HOW WE DO LIKE THIS LIKE THIS LIKE THIS I LIKE THAT
LIKE THIS LIKE THIS LIKE THIS YEAH I LIKE THAT COME ON COME ON NNNNN

VERSE 1
INFATUATED BY THE FAMOUS MR. BLING
INTOXICATED BY THE ENERGY INSIDE ME THAT
I AIN'T GOIN' DO THAT COOL
I THOUGHT THE DRAGON WOULD NEVER SEE THE DAY
WHEN THE EAST COAST THE WEST COAST THE SOUTH ALL
IN TOGETHER ON A COMMON THING INFATUATED

CHORUS
SOME PEOPLE SAY WE'RE WORTHLESS CAUSE WE NEVER FRONT FROM AROUND THE WAY
INFATUATED
AROUND HERE WE GETTIN CRUNK WE DON'T TIPPY TOE WE STOMP AROUND THE WAY COME FROM BALTIMORE
AND YOU KNOW THAT THE DRAGON DON'T PLAY
SO FROM THE JUMP TO THE MIDDLE WHEN I'M UP WE GOIN GIVE YOU WHAT YOU WANT WARDIE

VERSE 2
ASSOCIATED WITH BALLERS DOWN IN BILL
WE LIKE THE LADIES WITH THE I DON'T GIVE A ATTITUDE
SHORTY ROCK THOSE HEELS AND I CAN'T GO FOR THAT
AND KNOW THAT YOU CAN'T GO FOR THAT
AND IF YOU SAY YOU WANNA ROLL ROLL ROLL ROLL

CHORUS

LIKE THIS LIKE THIS LIKE THIS
SHOW EM HOW WE DO IT COME ON
LIKE THIS LIKE THIS LIKE THIS
YO DO THAT NNNN THING AGAIN

CHORUS (2X)

THAT'S TIGHT
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Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Peter Gunz - Make This A Night To Remember

Artist: Peter Gunz
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
(Intro)
(Shaquille O' Neal)
Come on bounce (yeah)
Yeah T.W.IsM. fam (uh-huh)
Peter Gunz, Peter Gunz
Big Shaq, Shaq Dog
The rock is for all the females who wanna play
(Yeah), yeah, (wha) one time
Wha-wha-wha-wha check it uh-huh
Wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-wha
(Bring it, bring it, uh come on)

(Shaquille O' Neal)
Aiyyo baby clear the way for Shaq
Another hit when you thought I wasn't comin back
I heard you askin all your girls aiyyo where he at?
Well here I am doin damage on another track
Do you really wanna rumble with the big dog?
T.W.IsM. fam, Peter Gunz, Shaq, Ken Dawg
Getting money droppin hits stoppin all y'all
Boy y'all tryin come let me warn y'all
Stall y'all I'ma make it if I'm hot or not
It is the money, ask yourself cause I got a lot
Not bein funny talkin sh.. but I pop a lot
And back it up and catch a breeze in the six-drop
And if it's sunny then I get deep in the kick drum
You think I'm wack baby girl come and get some
And see yourself when Shaq get these hits from
Same source that your man wouldn't bit from
Oh get ready baby

(Chorus w variations)
(Public Announcement)
Get ready tonight
We gonna make this a night to remember
Get ready tonight
It's on baby girl I hope you can remember

(Peter Gunz)
Aiyyo I used to push the a..
Now I push the six with the bows in the back
Funny how the honeys come and pose when I'm at
In the Bronx and the shows where I'm at
You can ask the hoes in my flat
Shaq made a path I came through walkin
Now I'm pushin and got the whole cold stalkin
Feelin me knowin that I'm winning in the beginning
Yo
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Tuesday, January 12, 2010

CARL THOMAS - Giving You All My Love

Artist: CARL THOMAS
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Intro]
I just wanna hold you in my arms
Oh oh, oh yeah

All alone by the phone
Waiting on you to call on a busy weekend
Tell me have I seen when I stayed around
Around the town waiting on you to tell me what to do
Cuz I'm happy being with you

Touching you, holding you
Is all I really wanna do
Day and night I just can't get enough
I want you more, and really need
For you to just believe in me
And I'll be giving you all of my love

It's just a wish on my mind
Hoping you'd have the time
When I wanna see you
For something to hold on to
If love is just a silly game
Then I'm a fool that sang for loving you
Still I feel you don't have nothing to prove

Touching you, holding you
Is all I really wanna do
Day and night I just can't get enough
I want you more, and really need
For you to just believe in me
And I'll be giving you all of my love

Maybe on tomorrow
I can show you years tomorrow
If you let me, baby we'll see
And we can get together
We can try to blend forever holding tightly
Then baby we can do what we want to

Touching you, holding you
Is all I really wanna do
Day and night I just can't get enough
I want you more, and really need
For you to just believe in me
And I'll be giving you all of my love

Touching you, holding you
Is all I really wanna do
Day and night I just can't get enough
I want you more, and really need
For you to just believe in me
And I'll be giving you all of my love
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Sunday, November 15, 2009

Chubb Rock - The Man

Artist: Chubb Rock
Music Album: The Mind
(Music Song Lyrics):
[intro/chorus two: g-man]
Whenever you need good lovin
You gotta understand, it takes a man, a man
To keep you satisfied

[chubb rock]
Ha ha ha
Now toys are for boys, men don't need mattel
Objects to manipulate and sell
The women or the girls whichever name flip your curl
Acts for nonsense delivered by the boys of the world
But i!! i.. am.. totally ignorant to that type of pride
Yell, when your groin starts to rebel
Yo l, i told you that we would sell
Oversell to the point now, that the pockets, start to thicken
How in the world did women become chickens
Is it the, alize or the weed
Shredded on the tray, that make the queens flow this way?
Me, i don't need none of that.. type.. drama
No typical style, for the man who rules the genre
The opera, no choir boys, i'll direct your band
Change your tune for the man, and..

[chorus one: g-man]
Whenever you need good lovin
You gotta understand, you need a man, a man
Who can provide..

[chorus two]

[chubb rock]
Ha ha ha ha
To redeem, i heard black men, i mean boys
Sayin they beat their queen, that type rush
Can't paint the scene, dissipates the dream
Of black king, black queen, becomin one team
From actress purses, harlequin romance verses
Ghetto curses, ends up in front of nurses
The yo-g male, the bourgeoise male
The two-car male and the male that needs mail
The woman start to, get empowered by alice walker
Waiting to inhale the fumes of the new yorker
Question - did you trust her, in front of pimps players
And hustlers, does she need a benz or a duster
End of question, start of answer, contradiction
Exhale, dangle in romance fiction
The love test, is like do you need to understand
Don't cram, you need a real man, and..

[chorus one] + [chorus two]

[chubb rock]
Ha ha
While the light gleams in her aspect
Does that mean respect, voiced by franklin, ignored by the inept
Baggy pants wearer, million man march bearer
All those who suffered through the agent orange era
Do we really maim the beautiful ones
The sons similak by anger, while the women get shunned
It's above me, another cop out, another rot out
Swapping +tears for fears+, while we +shout+ out
Past pain, that reverberates the claim
That the disrespect started when we, were in chains
Could be - but should be, it wouldn't be, if we
Real men, scriptured by the zen
And even then, women must know which is which
When their groins itch, for the rich damn
There's a lot to try, to somehow understand
Boys will be boys, but find a real man and..

[chorus one] + [chorus two]
[chorus one] + [chorus two]

[chubb rock - over second repeat]
Queens, to chickenheads yo, how the hell did it happen?
Ow! man.. the man.. ha ha
{whenever you need good lovin}
Peace!

[g-man ad libs to fade]
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Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Sisqo And Mya - Thong Song

Artist: Sisqo And Mya
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Intro]
This thing right here
Is lettin' all the ladies know
What guys talk about
You know, the finer things in life
Check it out

Ooh that dress so scandalous
And you know another nigga couldn't handle it
See you shaking that thing like who's da ish
With a look in your eye so devilish
Uh ya like to dance at all the hip-hop spots
Then you cruise through the crews like connect the dots
Not just urban, she likes the pop
Cause she was living la vida loca

chorus - She had dumps like a truck, truck, truck
thighs like what? What? What?
Baby, move your butt, butt, butt
I think I'll sing it again

She had dumps like a truck, truck, truck
thighs like what? What? What?
All night long
Let me see that tho-o-o-ong oooo yeah, that thong thong thong thong thong

(repeat chorus)

2 - Love it when the beat go
(Dut dun, dut dun)
When you make your booty go
(Dut dun, dut dun) baby
Girl I know you wanna show
(Dut dun, dut dun)
That thong thong thong thong thong

I like it when the beat go
(Dut dun, dut dun)
Baby make your booty go
(Dut dun, dut dun)
Girl I know you wanna show
(Dut dun, dut dun)
That thong thong thong thong thong

Listen, that girl so scandalous
And I know another nigga couldn't handle it
And she's shaking that thing like who's the ish
With a look in her eyes so devilish
She like to dance on the hip-hop spots
And She cruise through the crews like connect da dots
Not just urban she likes her pop
Cause she was living la vida loca

Repeat 1

Repeat 2

Repeat 2

That dress looks scandalous
I swear another nigga couldn't handle it
See ya sh
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Monday, November 23, 2009

Saafir - The Hit List

Artist: Saafir
Music Album: The Hit List
(Music Song Lyrics):
featuring Sonnie Black

Intro:
Huh yeah yeah. Saafir in the house youknowhatI'msayin'? Layin' it down with
my nigga Sonnie Black. About to spit this shit to you. You might be on this
motherf-cker man. You know?

Saafir:
Since the death of the first two icons I be wonderin'
Who's gonna be the next to plummet in the dirt
Somebody is puttin' in major work
And drop the line of these top the line rhymer you know who was the first
And the second MC
The shit temps me
To keep practicing my aim at the shooting range
And keep my vest
In close range to my chest
Say a prayer to the game
Cause she won't be the same after this
I heard they
Who is they?
I don't know
But you know what they say
Don't believe it till you see it
But now I peep the Ebony special Big Daddy Dane or Super Nat
Death's comin' three and the shit is startin' to worry me (why?)
Cause this shit got to be connected to a much deeper plot
Maybe the government is fillin' it
Since they see them taxes of these millionaire black men rappin'
Imagin' if they got fed up and attached a contract
To touch these pathetic lips
Believe me
It would be called

Hook:
The Hit List
But it never happens to you if you're hitless
So you better stay sharp in you mental fitness
And always holla at your follies about business
What is this? The Hit List

Saafir:
The newspapers read
"De La Soul Is Dead"
The Stakes Is Higher than Hell fire
Shocking news travels like a live wire
To the Mississippi connect
Brought in from a club bathroom
Bartender slipped him a Mickey
Everybody in hip hop is trigger itchy
One of the Pharcyde got smoked in a hotel in Perkipsey
Upstate with no backin' I'm packin' heat
Like an immigrant work Nike factory
I feel like somebody is watchin' me
I got eyes in the back of my head and under my balls
Cassette from outside bathroom door stall
Watchin' my back without a pause
Scarface in Houston tryin' not to catch a bullet scar
Ridin' to the studio in bulletproof cars
ATF had a shootout ? wait with FaceMob
A cashier worker and a grocery bagger was tagged up
Body bagged up
Pedestrians meeting the concrete
Gettin' faces and body parts scrapped up
Face Mob swervin' through as they may ? (screeching)

Hook

Sonnie Black:
What is this the Hit List
The Hit List some sick shit over glove shit
Mr. Sonnie Black the fly ass tracks jack
You slippin' like bait on a fishing rod
I'm tryin' to manipulate your fate
I'm tryin' to get you God
Cause you tailored my made me good and plenty
Your soldiers turned GI Jane more (Moore) than Demi
Keep your hustle on kinko
God got blessings to give me

Saafir:
On Remy and a night chair
Spit my plot to my partners and hoes sittin' around in nightwear
Crackin' a window a slight air
A nigga feel twisted
The story
The Hit List
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Saturday, October 31, 2009

Bishop: True Crimes

Bishop True Crimes
Artist: Bishop
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Intro]
True...crime (Fire Squad)
True...crime
True...crime (here we go)
True...crime

[Bishop]
Good Lord they shootin' at me
Smile on my face 'cause I'm trigger happy
Bitch get my drink and make it snappy
'fore I leave your ass screamin' for a taxi
True Crimes and nothin' but
I just seen that nigga Reuben jack a ice cream truck
Then quick across the street and rob a Pizza Hut
American Idol ain't my title
I'm Elmer Fudd with a big ass rifle
Lurkin' the block, homicidal
And robbin' nuns, gimme your bible (I'm kidding)
Don't you know I'm loco homes
With a trenchcoat like Sherlock Holmes
Full of shotguns and big ass chromes (why)
Set to break in all your homes (why)
And take that, take that, like Puffy Combs

[Chorus: Bishop]
Gimme your gun, gimme your knife (why)
It's True Crimes, better run for your life
Hide your kids, hold your wife (why)
It's True Crimes, better touch your ice
Cut your purse, stash your cash (why)
It's True Crimes, I'm about to blast
Call the cops and lock your doors (why)
It's True Crimes, and I'm taking yours

[Bishop]
Went up to the store and I picked 'em
Mask and gloves, guess what, it's a stick 'em
Gimme all your money honey and a big gold band
Too quick bitch witch don't say no I'm so
Out my mind I can't be serious
Get hit so hard you'll have an out of body experience
No interference with the current proceedings
Or you'll be well in sand for some serious beatings
Oh hi, oh my it's a tough guy
Get your face messed up like I'm Vanilla Sky
You used to be a super-size now you're just a small fry
Ain't got enough gas so I do a walk-by (b

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

BENZINO - Figadoh Remixfeat. Busta Rhymes, M.O.P.

Artist: BENZINO
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Intro]
Get money, get that dough
Get money, get that dough
Get money, get that dough
What, what, get that dough
Get that dough, get that dough
Get that dough, get that dough
Get that dough, Figadoh

[Busta Rhymes]
Ray Benzino.. Hangmen 3..
Bus-a-Bus.. M.O.P...
What the f-ck?
Let's give it to ya
Yeah, what the f-ck y'all want? (Ha ha ha)
What the f-ck y'all want? (Ha ha ha)
What the f-ck y'all want? (Ha ha ha)
Come on (Ha ha ha)

[Busta Rhymes]
Guess who's comin through right now, bitch?
To smack you with the force to kill a f-cking cow, bitch
Hunh, I told you not to f-ck around, bitch
Foul nigga, that's the way we gettin down, bitch
You shook faggot, I'ma keep you motherf-ckers shaking
And run around just like a crazy big foot Jamaican
See there's no mistaking, see you can never replace me, nigga
They think you alien, whippin shit like a hated nigga
I wonder, wise guy trife and said to me
What we be on and that we would have a recipe
Talk, what they talkin bout rude boy?
Some gully niggas up in the place, we comin through, boy
The news be tryin and run go report niggas
The way they do when immigration trt to deport niggas
Ray Benzino, Bus-a-Bus and M.O.P.
Just for the record - none of you niggas can f-ck with me!

[Chorus 2x w/ Busta Rhymes ad libs]
Figadoh
Doooooooooough
Fi-ga-doh, Figa-da-doh!
Fi-ga-doh, Figa-da-doh!
You know me, Figada-figada-figada
Get that dough, Figada-doh

[Benzino]
Me and Bus-a-Bus breakin bread dough town
f-ck a bus - we private jet Motown
Boston streets.. where I put my flow down
Hold up, you shakin it fast, bitch slow down
Blaze shots for the gangster in me
You scared to carry heat, don't hang with me (Motherf-cker)
Big guns, no thang to me
Top three is what I aim to be
Hunh, and what I rep.. mainly 3
Ain't no muthaf-cka spittin flames like me
Original gon come, brew it up
M.O.P. gon come, to rip it up
When I reach, it ain't to greet you
f-ck your people, motherf-cker pleased to meet you
B-E-N-Z-I-N-O...
This the remix, Figadoh, bitch!

[Chorus]

[Lil' Fame]
(Bom bom bom) F-I-Z-Z-Y dub O
Mack (Bingfield, B.K.) Oh!
Bring bitch out of the bubbs warrior style
Throwing bricks, bottles and slugs (Get it on son!)
I spit 8 bars and smack the f-ck out the engineer before the songs done
Just to make this shit more hotter
So tighten up your training wheels bitch...
Cause your f-cking with a scholar

[Billy Danze]
With this I step lively, talking to myself cause I'm mad
With a mack 10 to spin - back up nigga! (Back up nigga!)
Watch out nigga.. (Watch out nigga!)
I'm coming, mojo smokin, I ain't jokin faggot, I'm gunnin
I ain't hear nothin, start runnin
Why you suprised, you a f-cking with a man who got.. (Fire!)
With sides will.. (Fire!)
Any nigga that want it, any nigga that front it, I pump one in his stomach

[Chorus]
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Saturday, October 31, 2009

Biz Markie: Mudd Foot

Biz Markie Mudd Foot
Artist: Biz Markie
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
"Hey Mudfoot, you know what we're here for, lay some treats on us!"
-> Fat Albert

[Intro]
Yo, dis is one of the, dis dis
Yo dis is that, that's that joint
Yo that's the.. that's that joint
Yo this is another one from the, y'know
You know who it's from! WHAT?!
Oh, now you don't know who it's from now right?
Okay, now I'ma just tell you
You know this is from the diabolical energetical
poetrical numerical new lyrical man, B-I-Z
Emmezah-emmezah-A-R-K-I-E
Best on the scene, man appointed rap king in effect
If you EVER try to disrespect the Biz Markie
Disability checks you collect, BUT ANYWAY!
I'm just bringin you you somethin
A new, a new a little somethin
Because you remember me from y'know, "The Biz Mark, Biz Mark"
And from the {*beatboxing*} and all that mess
And you know all the other stuff from like, "Make the Music.."
But yo, but I'd like to dedicate this to, my best friend TJ Swan
My cuz-n, my cousin Cutmaster Cool V
My man, my man, and my man, DJ Marley Marl
Cause we in the studio doin this, this is for my NEW DANCE
So check it out, everybody ready
I think he's ready to get, I-ah-I
I-I just think he's read', I think I'm ready to get hype

[Biz Markie]
I'm the Diabolical, Biz Markie
From "Pickin' Boogers," the "Vapors" - "Make the Music" you see
But now I'm bringin to you for your enjoyment
It's an animated dance for my employment
You might remember him from Saturday afternoon
He was my favorite character on any cartoon
But when you do the dance, you can't stay kaput
EVERYBODY GET UP.. and do the Mudd Foot
C'MON! Get up and do the Mudd Foot
C'mon, yo yo, yo c'mon and do the MUDD Foot
"Hey hey," yo h