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Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Murdock Shirley - As We Lay

Artist: Murdock Shirley
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
It's morning,
and we slept the night away
It happened,
now we can't turn back the hands of time
(oh no)

Yes we've stolen this moment,
We forgot to face, one simple fact
We both belong~ to some else
As we slept, the night away

It's morning,
sunlight shines across your sleeping face
A new day,
brings reality that we must go our
Se~parate way
What a lovely night, we had (yeah yeah)
As we shared each other's love
We forgot about all the pain we'd cause
as we slept the night away

Hook
As we lay
We forgot about tomorrow as we lay (mmhmm, hey hey)
As we lay
We didn't think about the price we'd have to pay( oh no, no no no no no no no)

It's morning
And now it's time for us to say goodbye
Goodbye baby
you're leaving me,
I know you got to hurry home to face your wi~fe, whoa
I would never want to hurt her no
She would never understand
You belonged to me for
just one night
as we slept the night away

Hook
As We Lay
We forgot about tomorrow
As we lay
We didn't think about the price we'd have to pay...oh no

We should have counted up the cost
but instead we got lost
in the second, in the minute, in the hour
hey hey, hey as we lay
we forgot about tomorrow, as we lay
whoa~~~

It's morning (it's morning) (oo oo)
It's morning (whoa~~)
It's morning
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Murdock Shirley As We Lay

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Carl Perkins - Blue Suede Shoes

Artist: Carl Perkins
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Well, it's one for the money,
Two for the show,
Three to get ready,
Now go, cat, go.

But don't you step on my blue suede shoes.
You can do anything but lay off of my Blue suede shoes.

Well, you can knock me down,
Step in my face,
Slander my name
All over the place.

Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,
Honey, lay off of my shoes
Don't you step on my Blue suede shoes.
You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes.

You can burn my house,
Steal my car,
Drink my liquor
From an old fruitjar.

Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,
Honey, lay off of my shoes
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes.
You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes
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Carl Perkins Blue Suede Shoes

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Wasp - Chainsaw Charlie

Artist: Wasp
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
You dont have to hear my heart beat
All you need is to look into my eyes
All tell me, Im the one your heart needs
Im the only one you run to in the night
Oh- let me, burn the words forever mine
Across your heart, across your mind
Take your hands and feel my heart beat
Come and let me feel it in your eyes
All you have to do is touch me
Oh - And lay your flame across my fire
Oh - Let me spread your wings and come inside
And take your heart and make you mine
Come and lay down your heart on me
All that I wanna feel is
Breathe in me
Lay down your heart on me
Feel you inside of me
Breathe on me
Come and take me on, take me down
Oh, take me all, all the way
Theres only one way
Only one thing I need, all I need
Take me way down
Come and lay down on me
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Wasp Chainsaw Charlie

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Perkins Carl - Blue Suede Shoes

Artist: Perkins Carl
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Well it's one for the money, two for the show
for well get ready now go cat go.
Three to get ready,
Now go cat go
But don't you step on my blue suede shoes.

For you can knock me down, step in my face
You can knock me down, step on my face
slender my name all over the place.
Slander my name all over the place.
Do anything that you wanna do
but oh oh honey lay off of them shoes.
well you can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes.

You can burn my house, you can steal my car
You can burn my house, steal my car
ring my lick from an old fruit yard
Drink my liquor from an old fruit jar
You can do anything that you wanna do
But oh oh honey lay off of my blue suede shoes
You can do anythind but don't step on my blue suede shoes.
You can do anything but don't step on my blue suede shoes.

Well it's one for the money two for the show
Three to get ready,
Now go cat go
But don't you step on my blue suede shoes.

Blue, blue, blue,blue suede shoes ...
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Perkins Carl Blue Suede Shoes

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Wynonna Judd - What The World Needs

Artist: Wynonna Judd
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
I look around at all the faces and I see
All the lonely people looking back at me
Rich, poor don't matter we're all the same
Everybody's hungry in a different way
We're clawin' and climbin' and kickin' and screamin' and fightin' but really

[Chorus]
What the world needs now is love
Love and only love
A little help from up above
Faith to make a better day
Let's come together
Lay our differences down
Spread it all around
That's what the world needs now

(La, la, la, la, la)

Sometimes all it takes is just a smile
To change somebody's weather
Chase the clouds out of their sky
Sometimes you gotta give and not receive
Sometimes you gotta live what you believe
Open your arms cause that's where it starts
Right here with you and with me

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Nobody likes the cold
We all need someone to hold
No one wants to be alone

[Chorus: Repeat 3 times]

([Third time:] "Let's come together, lay our prejudices down...")
(La, la, la, la, la)

[Fade Out]
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Wynonna Judd What The World Needs

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Joni Mitchell - BLUE MOTEL ROOM

Artist: Joni Mitchell
Music Album: Hejira
(Music Song Lyrics):
I've got a blue motel room
With a blue bedspread
I've got the blues inside and outside my head
Will you still love me
When I call you up when I'm down
Here in Savannah it's pouring rain
Palm trees in the porch light like slick black cellophane
Will you still love me
When I call you up when I get back to town
I know that you've got all those pretty girls coming on
Hanging on your boom-boom-pachyderm
Will you tell those girls that you've got German Measles
Honey, tell them you've got germs
I hope you'll be thinking of me
Because I'll be thinking of you
While I'm traveling home alone
Tell those girls that you've got Joni
She's coming back home

I've got road maps
From two dozen states
I've got coast to coast just to contemplate
Will you still love me
When I get back to town
It's funny how these old feelings hang around
You think they're gone
No, no
They just go underground
Will you still love me
When I get back to L.A. town
You and me, we're like America and Russia
We're always keeping score
We're always balancing the power
And that can get to be a cold cold war
We're going to have to hold ourselves a peace talk
In some neutral cafe
You lay down your sneaking round the town, honey
And I'll lay down the highway

I've got a blue motel room
With a blue bedspread
I've got the blues inside and outside my head
Will you still love me
When I get back to town
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Joni Mitchell BLUE MOTEL ROOM

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Eric Burdon and War - Spill The Wine

Artist: Eric Burdon and War
Music Album: Non Album Tracks
(Music Song Lyrics):
Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl

I was once out strolling one very hot summer's day
When I thought I'd lay myself down to rest
in a big field of tall grass
I lay there in the sun and felt it caressing my face

And I fell asleep and dreamed
I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie
And that I was the star of the movie
This really blew my mind, the fact that me,
an overfed, long-haired leaping gnome
should be the star of a Hollywood movie

But there I was, I was taken to a place, the hall of the mountain kings
I stood high upon a mountain top, naked to the world
In front of every kind of girl, there was
black ones, round ones, big ones, crazy ones...

Out of the middle came a lady
She whispered in my ear something crazy
She said:

Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl

(spoken:)

I thought to myself what could that mean
Am I going crazy or is this just a dream
Now, wait a minute
I know I'm lying in a field of grass somewhere
so it's all in my head
and then.. I heard her say one more time:

(sung:)

Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl


(spoken:)
I could feel hot flames of fire roaring at my back
As she disappeared, but soon she returned
In her hand was a bottle of wine, in the other, a glass
She poured some of the wine from the bottle into the glass
And raised it to her lips
And just before she drank it, she said:

(sung:)
Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl
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Eric Burdon and War Spill The Wine

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Overkill - Weight Of The World

Artist: Overkill
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
You feel the weight of the world,
And your back's are not that strong!
Can you carry a tune or is the weighting forever so long?!

Do ya freeze in the heat?
Wear sunglasses at night?!
And are you beating my meat to the sound of the same old drum!?

Its time to shed your skin.
And with it promises,
And we bite down hard and feel...

The weight of the world.

Yeah there's a song in them words,
Though they leak through your teeth!
You're shakin' hands with the right
while your cutting my throat with the left.
Yeah, it's the weight of the world,
When ya lay down with dogs!
After humpin' your leg
they just leave you with flees and just split!

The more I know, the less I understand.
Try not to think, out loud.
The more I know, more I know, more I know,
More I feel... The weight of the world!!!

Its the weight of the world,
When ya lay down with dogs!
All the names have been changed but the story is always the same!

Weight of the world
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Overkill Weight Of The World

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Bob Dylan - Neighborhood Bully

Artist: Bob Dylan
Music Album: Infidels
(Music Song Lyrics):
by Bob Dylan

Well, the neighborhood bully, he's just one man,
His enemies say he's on their land.
They got him outnumbered about a million to one,
He got no place to escape to, no place to run.
He's the neighborhood bully.

The neighborhood bully just lives to survive,
He's criticized and condemned for being alive.
He's not supposed to fight back, he's supposed to have thick skin,
He's supposed to lay down and die when his door is kicked in.
He's the neighborhood bully.

The neighborhood bully been driven out of every land,
He's wandered the earth an exiled man.
Seen his family scattered, his people hounded and torn,
He's always on trial for just being born.
He's the neighborhood bully.

Well, he knocked out a lynch mob, he was criticized,
Old women condemned him, said he should apologize.
Then he destroyed a bomb factory, nobody was glad.
The bombs were meant for him.
He was supposed to feel bad.
He's the neighborhood bully.

Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him,
'Cause there's a noose at his neck and a gun at his back
And a license to kill him is given out to every maniac.
He's the neighborhood bully.

He got no allies to really speak of.
What he gets he must pay for, he don't get it out of love.
He buys obsolete weapons and he won't be denied
But no one sends flesh and blood to fight by his side.
He's the neighborhood bully.

Well, he's surrounded by pacifists who all want peace,
They pray for it nightly that the bloodshed must cease.
Now, they wouldn't hurt a fly.
To hurt one they would weep.
They lay and they wait for this bully to fall asleep.
He's the neighborhood bully.

Every empire that's enslaved him is gone,
Egypt and Rome, even the great Babylon.
He's made a garden of paradise in the desert sand,
In bed with nobody, under no one's command.
He's the neighborhood bully.

Now his holiest books have been trampled upon,
No contract he signed was worth what it was written on.
He took the crumbs of the world and he turned it into wealth,
Took sickness and disease and he turned it into health.
He's the neighborhood bully.

What's anybody indebted to him for?
Nothin', they say.
He just likes to cause war.
Pride and prejudice and superstition indeed,
They wait for this bully like a dog waits to feed.
He's the neighborhood bully.

What has he done to wear so many scars?
Does he change the course of rivers?
Does he pollute the moon and stars?
Neighborhood bully, standing on the hill,
Running out the clock, time standing still,
Neighborhood bully
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Bob Dylan Neighborhood Bully

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Motorhead - 1916

Artist: Motorhead
Music Album: 1916
(Music Song Lyrics):
Sixteen years old
when I went to the war
To fight for a land fit for heroes
God on my side
and a gun in my hand
Chasing my days down to zero

And I marched, and I fought
And I bled, and I died
And I never did get any older
But I knew at the time
That a year in the line
Was a long enough life for a soldier

We all volunteered
And we wrote down our names
And we added two years to our ages
Eager for life
And ahead of the game
Ready for history's pages

And we brawled, and we fought
And we hoped to be stuped
Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder
At thirst for the Hun
We were food for the gun
And that's what you are when you're soldiers

I heard my friend cry
As he sank to his knees
Coughing blood as he screemed for his mother
And I fell by his side
And that's how we died
Clinging like kids to each other

And I lay in the mud, and the guts and the blood
And I wept as his body grew colder
And I called for my mother, but she never came
Though it wasn't my fault, and I wasn't to blame
The day not half over, and ten thousand slain
And now there's nobody remembers our names
And that's how it is
For each soldier
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Motorhead 1916

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Rödelheim Hartreim Projekt - TÜRKISCH

Artist: Rödelheim Hartreim Projekt
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
30 Mark Far Deine Kack Cd Bist Du Bescheuert?
5 Waren aœberteuert Alter Du Bist Gefeuert
Wirst Erneuert Durch Mich Und Endest Als Arbeitsloser
Kleiner Aber Groaer Ganz In Rosa Eingekleideter Poser
Meine Prosa Ist So Hardcore Daa
Du Sie Wie Die Zunge Von 'ner Alten Gerne Im Ohr Hast
Komm Ruhig Vor Spast Ich Geb' Dir Meine Blitze Blanke
Glatze Plus Die Tatze In Die Fratze Wie Dem Fritze An Der Tanke
Sag Danke Und Geh Solange Du Kannst
Wenn Du Sprayer Bist Dann Spray Und Wenn Du Tanzer Bist Dann Tanz
Aber Net' Mir Auf Der Nase Deppseinsohn
Und Kannt Ihr Mich Mit Dem Gelaber Von Wegen Hiphop Bitte
Verschohnen
Ich Wohn' In Radelheim Mit Jungs Aber Das Weiat Du Ja Wahrscheinlich
Ganz Ehrlich Ich Scham' Mich Far Dich Du Bist Mir Peinlich Mein' Ich
Reim Doch Heimlich Alter Da Hatten Wir Alle Mehr Vom Leben
Hier Muat Du Den Heiarauchen Ja Ja Weitergeben

Gib Mir Den Nachsten Zug Obwohl Einer Ist Nicht Genug
Ohne Betrug Kammerad Ich Flieg' aœber Den Loop
Wie Ein Flugzeug In Hohen Laften
aœber Jungs Die Sich Brasten Und Mir Wird Schlecht Von Den Daften
Als Ob Sie Nicht Waaten Daa aœber Ihnen Wiegand Ist
Machen Sie Geschia Und Produzieren Mist
Ich Diss Dich Du Fotze Von Der Wiege Bis Ins Grab
Und Wenn Ich Nicht Hart War' War' Ich Nicht Der Chab
Der Als Bodyguard Den Racken Der Familie Hat
Dabei Glanzt Wie Die Glatze Von P. Wahrend Du Matt
Und Platt Bist Daa 'n Chabo Der Far Sicherheit Sorgt
Ans Mikro Geht Konkret Talked Und Dich Doged
Der Ort Ist Mir Egal Und Dein Gelaber Noch Egaler
Deine Alte Riecht Nach Mir Aber Du Denkst Es Ist Feniala
Genialer Asozialer Schlauer Bauer
Pat Now Who Got The Power

Fotzenlecker Und Fotzenleckerinnen Ich Har' Stimmen
Der Wichser Verliert Doch Mua Gewinnen
Von Innen Nach Auaen Alter Von Drinnen Nach Drauaen
Hart Man Schlage Aus Dem Herzen Mit Schmerzen Ohne Pausen
Ich Hab' 's Tausend Mal Gesagt Und Werd' 's Gerne Wiederholen
Bei Mir Gibt 's Mehr Skills Als Gestohlene Autos In Polen
Du Hast Wohl 'n Ego Problem Bist Schizophren
Sagst Du Freust Dich Uns Zu Sehen Aber Du Disst Uns Wenn Wir Gehen
Wir Stehen Auf Anderen Stufen Lan Andere Ebenen
Du Willst Was Wir Haben Und Ich Kann 's Dir Nicht Geben Mann
Wir Leben Am Abgrund Einer Zeit Die Krank Ist
Geld Regiert Die Welt Aber Ich Weia Wo Die Bank Ist
Fang Jetzt Bloa Keine Hektik An Mein Freund
Du Hast Viel Zu Viel Versaumt Und Auaerdem Alles Nur Getraumt
Wie 'n Joint Wirst Du Geraucht Wie 'n Loch Im Kopf Gebraucht
Und Du Kommst Nie Wieder Rauf Wenn Ich Dich Untertauch

Young Jacks I Go Way Back Check It As I Roll Over The Playback
You Think My Shit Is Wack I Can 't See How You Say That
When I Lay That Vocal On The Track Like The Hand Of A Mack
On His Bitch Punks Check Out Where I 'm At
Fat The Way I Roll Over The Groove Me Stole
In The School That 's Old They 'd Say This Must Be Told
I Fold Competition Somewhat Like A Map
This Ain't No Handicapped Rap For A Gap Left By Snap
But That Is That And This Is This Now Pump Your Fist
Excuse Me Miss Did You Just Blow Me A Kiss
Is You Tryin' To Add Me To Your List Of The Dissed Or Are You His
Taking Care Of Business Is This A Setup
The P Quickly Gets Fed Up I Put Some Led Up To Fill Your Head Up Now
Get Up
Get Up Get Up Get Up Or Get Down
As I Put A f-ckin' Hooker To The Ground Weitergeben
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Rödelheim Hartreim Projekt TÜRKISCH

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Benzino - G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R

Artist: Benzino
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R

[Benzino]
Uh.......Hangmen 3 (Gangsta jugga)
Uh huh (Gangsta jugga) Uh huh yo
(Gangsta jugga)

Pray on it sober, I'm just another step closer
Niggas'll ghost ya, found out these'll hurt ya
Play it frank while I lay in the Beam, let the heat roast ya
I'm moralized street solider, I thought the streets told ya
Thug slash beat composer, Nights filled wit freaks and doser
Went from rags to riches, don't f-ck with snitches
My Benz keeps the baddest bitches, huggin the block
Hollow tips sluggin the glock, hollerin "Who let the thug in the spot"
BENZINO!!!!!! (Bitches, clips, guns) Black out, inhale blow it back out [deep breathin]
Take shorty to the 'Tel blow her back out
And y'all motherf-ckers better not act out
I go the cash route, plus bet on mash out
Burn rubber and leave you niggas assed out

[Hook:]
G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R, I-B-E-A-C-I-A-O

(iaaaaaaaahaha iaaahahahahaa) Chief rocker, whole tribe flooded out
He don't know you better tell your man cut it out
I'm workin with a short fuse you can't put it out
Big money, big guns that's what I'm about
...Deep concentration, I'm at a level that niggas can't get to
Grab a shovel, big meat you might get through
I'm gangsta part gorilla, part pit bull
I never start a situation that I can't finish
In other words this dog means business
Trendsetter, simple and plan, the first in rap music wit a crew on his chain
Still do it for my men behind bars, LIFERS
From Wallpoles to Ricards, push Benz's befo I got my license
And I'm coming for them belts like Tyson
We vultures, street bred, king cobras
Keep focus, smoke weed, sip Coronas
Spit chorus, bitches can't ignore us
The saga ends, you can't do nothing for us

[Hook:]
G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R, I-B-E-A-C-I-A-O

(iaaaaahahahaa iaaahahahaa) [Scratching]
Most dangerous,
Benzino is m-m-most dangerous, most violent...
most dangerous, Benzino is m-m-most dangerous, most violent...
most dangerous, Benzino is m-m-most dangerous, most violent.....................
Dro in a blunt twist it up, put four in your gut twist you up
You ain't heard not guilty's the verdict [the verdict echoes]
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Benzino GANGSTER

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Wasp - Rockn Roll to Death

Artist: Wasp
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
For so long now, I'm racing on in the wind
On this road I'm moving on
I feel the heat, the desert sun burning sking
Never stopping, always on the run
Ooh, forever all I want is you here by my side
But I can't wait too long, no
Holding me is like taming the seven seas

I'm one restless gypsy, all I need is to catch the wind, where my heart's in
And I'm riding in the breeze
Call me restless gypsy to the end
Riding free is all I need
My spirit's in the wind

Move too fast, no never hold me down
Catch me if you really think you can
Feel my touch, two lover cry that sound
Never, ever knowing who I am
Ooh, I want you close baby, don't you take too long
Cause tomorrow I'll be gone yeah
And holding me is like holding the seven seas

I'm one restless gypsy, all I need is to catch the wind, where my heart's in
And I'm riding in the breeze
Call me restless gypsy to the end
Riding free is all I need
My spirit's in the wind

Easy rider on the highway, got the wind in my hair
Come on, you can touch me where I lay, running free without a care

I'm one restless gypsy, all I need is to catch the wind, where my heart's in
And I'm riding in the breeze
Call me restless gypsy to the end
Riding free is all I need
My spirit's in the wind
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Wasp Rockn Roll to Death

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Foreigner - Died In Your Arm Tonight

Artist: Foreigner
Music Album: Not A Foreigner Song..Cutting Crews
(Music Song Lyrics):
I just died in your arms tonight,
It must have been something you said,
I just died in your arms tonight

I keep on looking for something I can't get,
Broken hearts lay all around me,
But I don't see an easy way to get out of this,

Her diary sits by the bed side table,
The curtains closed, the cats in the cradle,
But who would have thought a boy like me could come to this ?

Ooh..
I just died in your arms tonight,
It must have been something you said,
I just died in your arms tonight
Ooh..
I just died in your arms tonight,
It must have been some kind of kiss
I should have walked away,
I should have walked away

Is there any just coarse for felling like this ?
on the surface, I'm just a name on a list
I try to be discreet but the you blow it again.

I'm lost and found this is my final mistake,
Shes loving by proxy no giving, all take,
resigned to fill her fantasy one of so many times

Ooh..
I just died in your arms tonight,
It must have been something you said,
I just died in your arms tonight
Ooh..
I just died in your arms tonight,
It must have been some kind of kiss
I should have walked away,
I should have walked away

It was a long hot night, she made it easy,
she made me feel right, And now its over,
we're more then just gone
I followed my hands not my head
I knew I was wrong

Ooh..
I just died in your arms tonight,
It must have been something you said,
I just died in your arms tonight
Ooh..
I just died in your arms tonight,
It must have been some kind of kiss
I should have walked away,
I should have walked away

(solo, fade to silence
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Foreigner Died In Your Arm Tonight

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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Friday, November 20, 2009

Guided By Voices - Short On Posters

Artist: Guided By Voices
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Good advice never took you to
The way it used to be
And if you can't stay long
Well then you better contact me
You're gonna be confronted by the eye of the storm
It's gonna sneak up behind and grab you by the horns
And on the day you were born
There was a push and shove
For the house of love
That was a long time ago
I think it's almost different you know, hey
On the street where we lived
In the land that we knew
You couldn't be so obsolete now
You have better things to do
I'm gonna ??ram my head on up and back??
I'm gonna lay down on a railroad track
I'm gonna find out where I'm comin' from
I'm gonna roll up like a big red thumb
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Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Everything But The Girl - Shadow on a Harvest Moon

Artist: Everything But The Girl
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Let me tell you about this torch I carry
It's not much of a career
And it won't make my fortune I fear
But it stays alight and won't be buried
It's brighter year-by-year
And someday it will surely disappear

When it does I'll know I've laid to rest
The ghost of your unhappiness
That flits around from room to room
A widow on a honeymoon
A shadow on a harvest moon

So put away this torch you carry
For it's doing you no good
And surely you know by now that you should
And come the day you die or marry
Will you be understood
When you say that you wanted but never could

Turn your back and lay to rest
The ghost of your unhappiness
That flits around from room to room
A widow on a honey moon
A shadow on a harvest moon

I write these words to make them true,
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Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Wynonna Judd - I Will Be

Artist: Wynonna Judd
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Been caught in a downpour of a rain of stones
Felt like an exile in the world I had known
So I sought the shelter of my own soul
And stayed inside

I found no comfort in placing blame
I saw the hope that lay just beyond the pain
The past is a prison and I won't wear those chains
And I won't hide, oh no

[Chorus]
I will be here
I will be strong
I'll face my fears
When the night is long
And still go on
I will be brave
I will be bold
Follow my faith
To a higher road
And I'm not there yet
But I will be

I could choose to keep my feet upon the beaten path
Never cross the open field for the one snake in the grass
But I'd rather risk my heart then never get the chance
To find my way, to find my way

[Repeat Chorus]
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Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Benzino - Die Another Day

Artist: Benzino
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Benzino]
Lord help us, my peoples bein' raped (uh)
Deliver me from evil and I sell his devils faith
Lets take a closer look at what's really happenin'
He wants you to believe that it was all about rappin'
And all I try to do is open up my niggas eyes
It wasn't about me and Em, you gotta realise
It's just a smokescreen, my niggas there's a bigger picture
I want the streets to pay attention cause I'm ridin' with ya
This credibility is what we here for
Then why ain't the hoods sellin' units no more (tell me why)
Labels actin' like it's good so they say so
EPMD was always gold with no radio
Now it's time to turn the prophesy, times up
Marshall Mathers gotta die, rise up
No choise, the only way we gonna turn this shit around
Is put this little bitch in the ground
And this so cald kings, steady going at eachother
Do songs with the devil, while they fightin' with there brothers
Sell a house, f-ckin' pitiful, we always just some drama
Let 'em slide through then they devide, conquer
And every plantation got a bunch a house niggas
D12, Shady Records just a bunch of house niggas
Obie Trice, is for security in your front lobby
Better call the secret service, if you gonna stop me (blaah)
Paul Rosenberg, you fat f-ckin' pig
I'm holdin you responsable for what this bitch did (kill ya)
Cause you call me up, try to cop or plead
As far as I'm concerned you both gonna bleed (bitch)
Talkin' bout he wanna fight, please
Let's set that shit up quick so I can drop him to his knees
You let a clown clown you, how insane is that
You let em tonguekiss your wife when you had a gat
How you gonna have a gun with no bullets
Oh don't worry cause when I see you I'm gonna pul it (blaah)
You dyed ya hear blond, I'm a make it red
How you gonna sell records Marshall when you dead
Motherf-ck make you pay for that bullshit you talkin'
I'm goin' hard in the streets of New York and
Just ask Chuck how we ran 'em outta Boston
He should have been killed left in the coffin
And you better keep my kids out ya f-ckin' mouth
Before I put a glock in yo' mutherf-ckin' mouth
Tell Haley it ain't safe no more (nah)
Daddy better watch yo' back at the candystore
We f-cked up, resort to plan B
f-ck around she and up like Jon Benet Ramsey (that's right)
Matter of fact you better check the DNA (what)
She probably ain't yours, and where's your wife Kim anyway
She's on her knees somewhere suckin' 50 Cent
I know you wishin' you were there cause you on his dick
You dress in drag, you huggin' up on Elton John
You closet fag, I'm a king you a little punk
You the rap david doer the rap bibler
The coacher stealer, niggas ain't with ya
I'm the rap Hewey, the rap Malcolm, the rap Martin
Don't worry I'm a finish what we started
And everybody who wanna scream Pac's name
You don't make a difference, you in it for the fame
Cause if Pac was livin', he would shoot this bitch alive
But I'm a do it for him, if the hood must survive
You sleep with five O, you walk with the feds
Better keep the lights on, when they tuck you into bed
Cause I'm a get yo' silly ass, find out where you lay
When Debbie set you up you gonna die another day
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