Rats Boomtown - Every Six Seconds

Artist: Rats Boomtown
Music Album: O-Town
(Music Song Lyrics):
Every six seconds
Every six seconds

Baby I can't stop
My mind from slipping
Every Six seconds or less
Preocupation with the opposite sex
And you're the one I blame
For making me go missing
I think of you and drift away
Fourteen thousand times a day

Victoria's Secret I've been keepin'
And its getting harder all the time
I can't keep it undercover
I need your soft lips kissing mine

Chorus:
Every six seconds
My body start begging
Your sweet thing is wreckin' me
Until you give me some
Ten times a minute
Six hundred times an hour
Another cold shower
Until you give me some (until you give me some)

I picture you
In red Mac lipstick
Smudgin' all over me
Leavin' a mark on my fantasy
Or swimming in water
Wearing nothing but moonlight
Both of us soaking wet
Splash
Halfway to the towel
That's as far as we get

Victoria's Secret I've been keepin'
And its getting harder all the time
I can keep it undercover
I need your soft lips kissing mine

Chorus

Every six seconds
My body start begging
Your sweet thing is wreckin' me
Until you give me some
Ten times a minute
Six hundred times an hour
another cold shower
Until you give me some

Thoughts of you keeps swimming through my brain
Baby night and day and night
Cannot concentrate on anything
but this urge I have inside

Every six seconds
Every six seconds
Until you give me some
Every six seconds
Every six seconds
Until you give me some

Chorus 2x

Every six seconds
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Byrd Tracy - Redneck Roses

Artist: Byrd Tracy
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
written by Lonnie Williams, Frank Dycus, Tracy Byrd
Eight seconds ain't very long to live
But tonight he barely made five
He gave all that he had to give
But the big bull won tonight
He climbs into that old pickup
Black coffee in his hand
Rodeo ain't no ordinary life
But a cowboy ain't no ordinary man
CHORUS:
Well he rides just to keep his spirit alive
Makin' money for his wife and kids
He tried other kinds of work
But nothing ever seemed to fit
Oh he loves the smell of a Brahma bull
The feel of leather in his hand
Well Rodeo ain't no ordinary life
But a cowboy ain't no ordinary man
He's got a gold buckle on his mind
And he don't ride to lose
Tomorrow night he'll nod and yell outside
And they'll turn his future loose
No matter how bad he hurts
He'll tip his hat to the fans
Rodeo ain't no ordinary life
But a cowboy ain't no ordinary man
REPEAT CHORUS
He's an extra ordinary man
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Byrd Tracy Redneck Roses

Byrd Tracy - No Ordinary Man

Artist: Byrd Tracy
Music Album: No Ordinary Man
(Music Song Lyrics):
written by Lonnie Williams, Frank Dycus, Tracy Byrd

Eight seconds ain't very long to live
But tonight he barely made five
He gave all that he had to give
But the big bull won tonight
He climbs into that old pickup
Black coffee in his hand
Rodeo ain't no ordinary life
But a cowboy ain't no ordinary man

CHORUS:

Well he rides just to keep his spirit alive
Makin' money for his wife and kids
He tried other kinds of work
But nothing ever seemed to fit
Oh he loves the smell of a Brahma bull
The feel of leather in his hand
Well Rodeo ain't no ordinary life
But a cowboy ain't no ordinary man

He's got a gold buckle on his mind
And he don't ride to lose
Tomorrow night he'll nod and yell outside
And they'll turn his future loose
No matter how bad he hurts
He'll tip his hat to the fans
Rodeo ain't no ordinary life
But a cowboy ain't no ordinary man

REPEAT CHORUS

He's an extra ordinary man
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Byrd Tracy No Ordinary Man

Biz Markie: Cool Vs Tribute to Scratching

Artist: Biz Markie
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
{*Cool V cuts and scratches his own name*}

[Biz Markie]
I'ma make this brief, like about 30 seconds
My DJ, gets all of his respect in
super crazy blendin, so he can sound groovy
And it can only be the vibe of Cutmaster Cool V
When he cuts the funky record, it sounds so like def
And it can be SMOOTH, from right to left
But now I'ma shut up and step off from the action
It's Cool V give you hits, he do the funky scratchin
Cool V go ahead!

{*Cool V scratches his own name again and "I do damage!"*}

[Biz Markie]
Yo, I'd like to tell you about my DJ
He cuts the records and he's my protege
So check him out without a doubt and you will agree
He goes by the name of Cutmaster Cool V
Cut the funky records, for me and the crew and
You will agree that he will be pursuin
a career, and like I have no fear
For when he cut the funky records he won't be dissapear
Now you think of rockin and MC's know
He's highly recognized as the DJ of disco
He can like mix, and he can like cut an'
everytime I rock people say - V what in the heck
And they be checkin and, yo wait a second
As he be rockin it, always collectin
the money or dead presidents, whatever you call it
SO COME ON COOL V - GO FOR IT!

{*Cool V scratches his own name again and "I do damage!"*}

[Biz Markie]
Here's a biography about my DJ
His name is Cool V
And when he cut the funky records, he get respected
And he's an Aires
So check him out without a doubt as I be gettin down
I rock the funky rhythm of a rhymin sound
I think I like the way that he cuts for me
That's why he's my DJ - {*Cool V!*}
Girls! Wherever you call 'em
He rocks from here all the wa

Chubb Rock - The Regiments Of Steel

Artist: Chubb Rock
Music Album: The One
(Music Song Lyrics):
Sugarhill, fatback, run-d.m.c., epmd
Fat boys, redhead kingpin, cool c
And my man kurtis blow, yo..

[chubb rock]
The battlefield, the synonym - call it the wax
The recording sciences developing the tracks
Is not the essential fabric but if you have it
Might make you a household name and let you gain
A million fans, coliseums all out sold out
And when they call out your name you pull out fake clout
Cause you're sauerkraut, you're not really about
Nothin... you're bluffin
But i'm callin your bluff to see if you're really tough
Show me your stuff... enough!
Shut up, close your mouth, put away your tap shoes
Your feet can't say a rhyme this time, you lose
But i respect you for what you accomplished, a great deal
Just admit you can't handle the steel
Gregory hines can't take mines
The winans can't start rhymin
And you're just like them, you had a top ten
You have a rap feel, but you can't wield the steel
It takes many many moons, to create tunes
But loons assume that half past noon
They'll have rap down pat, but it's wack
You must be on crack, you're buggin cause your head is at
A place where reality doesn't seep in
Practice makes perfect then you might reap in
The benefits of this respectable field
And all respect due to the regiments of the steel
Assemble!

Word, this is goin out to some hip-hop greats, yaknowhati'msayin
Rakim and.. chuck d

[chubb rock]
The obese boulder, will shrug your shoulder
If you say you're a regiment and you can't hold the
Steel with some kind of appeal
Not dealin with sex, or a bicep flex
Has nothing to do with physical appearance
But the way you stimulate the kids and their parents
Will fulfill the applications to be inducted
Into the regiments, respect to the veterans
And the pioneers, with dying tears
To see rap has survived after 15 years
And ready to go 15 more
Three-fourths of every store has only rap on their racks
Rap force goin strong, on and on
Take a few seconds, to say peace to sarah vaughn
Now back to the steel that will wield a golden reel
And when you kick it to a james brown feel
Field was made twenty years ago
And not a penny-oh was saved cause the way he behaved
Was kinda ill, the regiments to his skill
Was extrordinary.. until
He took a fall, the regiments will keep his style
Flowin for a long while
The regiments made this artform universal
Whether it's a street sound, or commercial
Obstructors, are just realizing, that this is real
Respect to the regiments of the steel
Assemble!

More hip-hop greats, youknowhati'msayin?
Big daddy kane, krs-one, kool g. rap, super lover cee
Biz markie, heavy d, lady kazaam, special ed
Slick rick, lakim shabazz, queen latifah

[chubb rock]
Sugarhill, that sold about eight mill'
When "rappers delight" caused media fright
How could a bunch of kids possibly sell more than me
And randy travis kickin all that country madness?
Failing star, failing guitar or a banjo
Your whole artform needs to retire in orlando
Rap has developed in the motherland by storytellers of wisdom
No wonder we're best-sellers
The art was passed on from generation to generation
Developed in the mind cause the rhyme
The track is just a cosmetic background
Cause we all need some kind of sound..
To complete the whole feel
And it's wield by the regiments of the steel

Word up, mc lyte, my boys gangstarr
The d.o.c., eazy-e, salt-n-pepa, whodini
Grandmaster flash, furious five, grandmaster melle mel
Tribe called quest, the jungle brothers
Dana dane, kwame, shabba rank'n, de la soul
Stetsasonic, shinehead, lil' shawn
Kid'n'play, rob'n'dave, rich nice, fat doug
Finesse'n'synquis, groove b. chill
Ll cool j, flavor flav, professor griff
Positively black, utfo, dr. ice, esp
Sweet tee, kool moe dee, fearless four
Cold crush..
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