Howard Jones - STEP INTO THESE SHOES

Artist: Howard Jones
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Step into these shoes feel this heart

Step into these shoes they might fit you
See through these eyes might be the same view
If I'd lived through the same things as you
I'd share the laughs, and cry the tears that you do

Chorus
Step into these shoes and feel this heart
Step into these shoes no reason to fight

Look into m mind it might fit you
Act out this part is it so different to you
Even if we don't ever agree
The only difference is cosmetically

Step into these shoes no reason to fight
Step in step into these shoes and feel this heart

Just feel my heart it beats with you
We float downstream in the same canoe
You might find the ocean faster than me
But I'll see it eventually

Step into these shoes and feel this heart
Step into these shoes no reason to fight
Step into these shoes and feel this heart
oh feel this heart please feel it

Step into these shoes and feel this heart oh feel
This heart please feel it
Step into these shoes and feel this heart
Step in step into these shoes no reason to fight
Step in step into these shoes and feel this heart
Step in step into these shoes no reason to fight anymore

Feel this heart oh feel it
Step in step into these shoes no reason to fight
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Howard Jones STEP INTO THESE SHOES

Byrd Tracy - The First Step

Artist: Byrd Tracy
Music Album: No Ordinary Man
(Music Song Lyrics):
written by Doug Crider, Verlon Thompson

The lights were hot and the beer was not
And the band was playin' loud
The house was full
But her eyes pulled me right cross the crowd
And I said how's a guy like me to get to know you
She said not so fast, let me show you

CHORUS:
She said the first step is the two-step
I'm here to dance and nothing more
Swing me round that hardwood floor
If you want to run with me, crawl before you walk
The first step is the two-step then we'll talk

We sang along with every song
And the room was spinnin' round
We danced in line, she felt so fine
And we hardly hit the ground
So I said maybe we could make a reservation
For some wine with candlelight and conversation

REPEAT CHORUS

First things first, let's two-step, then we'll talk
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Byrd Tracy The First Step

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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Byrd Tracy - Tucson Too Soon

Artist: Byrd Tracy
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
written by Doug Crider, Verlon Thompson
The lights were hot and the beer was not
And the band was playin' loud
The house was full
But her eyes pulled me right cross the crowd
And I said how's a guy like me to get to know you
She said not so fast, let me show you
CHORUS:
She said the first step is the two-step
I'm here to dance and nothing more
Swing me round that hardwood floor
If you want to run with me, crawl before you walk
The first step is the two-step then we'll talk
We sang along with every song
And the room was spinnin' round
We danced in line, she felt so fine
And we hardly hit the ground
So I said maybe we could make a reservation
For some wine with candlelight and conversation
REPEAT CHORUS
First things first, let's two-step, then we'll talk
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Byrd Tracy Tucson Too Soon

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

Adam Ant - All Girl Action

Artist: Adam Ant
Music Album: Persuasion
(Music Song Lyrics):
Hey sweetie, let's you and me get clear my head, flesh, body and soul
Hey sweetie, in spite all the hangers thrown, clean out every thing known
Well there's no names here just ties and faces
Living in the night-night zone
When your made for each other, your meant for each other
Skip the school and the family, school and the family, school and the family,
Child !
Two hot girls on a hot summer night
I double fancy that, double fancy that they say
Step over here it's gonna be all right
I double fancy that, very light, very light

All girl, all girl action (all girl action)
All girl, all girl action

Hey sweetie, let's get you and me get real like only lovers can
I love you so much pretty pretty pretty please wont you be my barbarian
Well there's no names here just ties and faces
Living in the night-night zone
When your made for each other, your meant for each other
Skip the school and the family, school and the family, school and the family,
Child !
Two hot girls on a hot summer night
I double fancy that, double fancy that they say
Step over here it's gonna be all right
I double fancy that, very light, very light
All girl, all girl action (all girl action)
All girl, all girl action
Two hot girls on a hot summer night
I double fancy that, double fancy that they say
Step over here it's gonna be all right
I double fancy that, very light, very light
All girl, all girl action (all girl action)
All girl, all girl action (oh yeah)
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Adam Ant All Girl Action

Biohazard: Make My Stand

Artist: Biohazard
Music Album: Kill or Be Killed
(Music Song Lyrics):
You want to break me down every f-ckin day of your miserable life,
You try to take away everything, everything from me
Beaten down by society, torn apart by humanity
There's no way out of this misery
I'll fight forever fearlessly

You can take away the weapon from my hand
But you can never change who I am
Make my stand

Control the money, control the people
The kind of the wasteland rules
The power to conquer a dying nation lies in the hands of a fool
To give your life in the name of a cause only feeds the fire fuel
As god screams, he moans in regret
Is vengence so f-cking cruel

I have seen the way you've wrecked my fellow man
So I gotta fight to save myself
Make my stand

The time has come to destroy anyone
That tries to stop me, my fight has just begun

Motherf-cker you could never ever step to me
I too will die for what I believe
Come out of the shadows and show your f-cking face

You half a man
Step up and face me toe to toe
Knowledge and power blow for blow
You're a liar, a coward, a thief and a fool
Now I make my stand

Bizkit Limp: Gimme Me The Mic

Artist: Bizkit Limp
Music Album: Results May Vary
(Music Song Lyrics):
hold up it’s the motherf-ckin’ concrete
suicidal nightshift loaded with a vice grip
poppin’ all you copies
who keep waterin’ down shit
thinking you can rap with that artificial outfit
your baggy pants and bottle of crack hits
f-ck all of that shit
f-ck all of you posers
let go of the mic kid
step into a world that you’ve never seen
when i’m fiening for a microphone
i’m a microphone fiend
bring on the motherf-ckin’ cutthroat,
territorial piss off
spit the deadly and ready for lift-off
who’s getting their shit tossed?
is it the one kid running his mouth
that he’s sucking his thumb with?
you’re damn straight
i’ll put it right in ‘em
no anti-venom for the buck-buck
see a world that you’ve never seen
when i’m fiening for a microphone,
i’m a microphone fiend
chorus
give me a motherf-ckin’ mic y’all
give me a mic y’all
give me a mic so i can rock it right y’all
i’m out of sight y’all
i’m out of sight y’all
i’m out of sight when i’m blowin’ up the mic y’all
you know it
you know it
hold up, check out the motherf-ckin’ tv
same song, same bands everyday, f-ck that
i’ll blow those motherf-ckers away, you wantin’
to hear some heavy ass metal that can
penetrate deep into your ear drums?
turn it up, motherf-cker
turn it up, motherf-cker
turn it up and step into a world that you’ve never seen
when i’m fiening for a microphone, i’m a microphone
fiend
chorus
it’s a crazy crazy world playing crazy
crazy shit on this crazy radio, I’m really sick of it

Bizkit Limp: All In The Family with KoRn Follow The Leader

Artist: Bizkit Limp
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
KoRn with Fred Durst of Limp Bizkit)

Fred: Say what, say what? Say what, say what? Say what, say what?

My dick is bigger than yours...My band is bigger than yours.

Fred: Too bad I got your beans in my bag (Aha).
You stuck up sucker, KoRny mother f-cker (oooo).
Taking over flows, it's the limp, pimp,
Need a (dick) bizkit to save this group from Jon Davis.
I'm gonna drop a little East Side skill (ooo),
So you best step back, 'cause I'ma kill, I'ma kill.
So what you thinking Mr. Raggedy Man,
Doing all you can to look like Raggedy Anne.

Jonathan: Check you out punk, yes I know you feel it,
You look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video (say what, say what),
You little faggot ho.
Please give me some shit to work with,
'Cause right now I'm all it kid,
Suck my dick kid,
Like your daddy did.

Fred: Who the f-ck you think you talkin' to?
I'm known for eating whiney little chumps like you (whatever).
All up in my face with that "Are you ready?!"
When halitosis is all you're rockin' steady.
You little fairy, smelling on your flowers,
Nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers! (Ah yeah, baby).
I hear you tokin' on them fag pipes clod, but you said it best,
"There's no place to hide."

Jonathan: What the f-ck you saying?
You're a pimp whatever.
Limp dick, Fred Durst needs to rehearse,
Needs to reverse, what he's sayin'. (Say what, say what). Wannabe Funkdoobie's what you're playin',
Rippin' at my bag, counterfeit, fakin'.
Plus your bills I'm payin'.
You can't eat that shit every day Fred,
Lay off the bacon.

Fred: Say what, say what, you better your f-ckin' mouth Jon.

Jon: So you hate me!
Fred: And I hate you!
Jon: You know what, you know what, it's all in the family.
I hate you!
Fred: You hate me!
Jon: You know what, it's all in the family.

Jon: Look at you fool, I'm gonna f-ck you up twice,
Throwing rhymes at me like, oh shit alright! Vanilla Ice!
You better run, run while you can,
Can never f-ck me up, Bitz Climpkit.
At least I got a phat original band.

Fred: Who's hot? Who's not? (You).
You best step back, KoRn on the cob (okay),
You need a new job (ha).
Tryin' to take 'em mic skills back to the dentist
And buy yourself a new drill (f-ck you).
You pumpkin pie, I'll jack off in your eye,
Climbing shoots and ladders, while your ego shatters.
But you just can't get away (get a gay?),
Because it's Doomsday kid, it's Doomsday.

Jon: So I hate you!
Fred: And you hate me!
Jon: You know what, you know what, it's all in the family.
I hate you!
Fred: And you hate me!
Jon: You know what, you know what, it's all in the family.

Fred: You call yourself a singer (yep),
You're more like Jerry Springer (oh, cool).
Your favorite band is Winger (Winger)
And all you eat is zingers (zingers?).
You're like a fruity pebble,
Your favorite flag is rebel (yee haa!).
It's just too bad that you're a fag and on a lower level.

Jonathan: So you're from Jacksonville, kicking it like Buffalo Bill.
Getting butt-f-cked by your uncle Chuck,
While your sister's on her knees waiting for your f-ckin' nut (oh yeah).

Fred: Wait, where'd you get that little dance? (Over here).
Like them idiots in Waco, you're burning up in Bako (huh).
Where your father had your mother, your mother had your brother (nah uh).
It's just too bad your father's mad and your mother's now your lover.

Jonathan: Come on hillbilly, can your horse do a f-ckin' wheelie?
You love it down south and, boy, you sure do got a purty mouth.

Jonathan: I hate you!
Fred: And you hate me!
Jonathan: You know what, you know what, it's all in the family.
And I hate you!
Fred: And you hate me!
Jonathan: You know what, you know what, it's all in the family.

Jonathan: And I love you!
Fred: And I want you!
Jonathan: And I'll suck you!
Fred: And I'll f-ck you!
Jonathan: And I'll buck f-ck you!
Fred: And I'll eat you!
Jonathan: And I'll lick your little tainty prick, mother f-cker.
Fred: Say what? Say...what

Bizkit Limp: Full Nelson

Artist: Bizkit Limp
Music Album: Chocolate Starfish And The Hotdog Flavoured Water
(Music Song Lyrics):
why is everybody always pickin’ on me?
does anybody really know a thing about me?
but one of these days we’ll be in the same place
in the same place punk, at the very same time yeah,
but when it takes place and you wanna talk shit
then step your ass up and say right to my face
you’ll get knocked the f-ck out
‘cause your mouth’s writing checks
that your ass can’t cash
knocked straight the f-ck out
‘cause your mouth’s writing checks
that your ass can’t cash
i ain’t believing all the shit you’ve been talkin’ about me
don’t even know me and still your talkin’ shit about me
but one of these days i’m gonna catch you in the act
in the act, red-handed caught up in the act, punk
and that’ll be the day the one and only day
to step your ass up and say right to my face
you’ll get knocked the f-ck out
‘cause your mouth’s writing checks
that your ass can’t cash
knocked straight the f-ck out
‘cause your mouth’s writing checks
that your ass can’t cash
so where you at?
where you been?
i’m sure i’ll be seeing you again
‘cause this world is really small
can’t we all get along?
where you at?
where you been?
i’m sure i’ll be seeing you again
‘cause this world’s really small
can’t we all get along?
how pathetic are people who verbally rape us with talking?
we try to ignore them
ignore them until they keep talking
they think that they’re building an empire
without us
but we’ve got the torch now
we’ve got the fire to burn this motherf-cker down down
down down burn this motherf-cker
down down down down
burn this mother-f-cker down (repeat)
you’ll get knocked the f-ck out
‘cause your mouth wrote a check
that your ass can’t cash
knocked straight the f-ck out
‘cause your mouth wrote a check that
your ass can’t cash you bet your ass can’t cash,
motherf-cker!
just shut your f-ckin’ mouth!
(bring it on, lethal)
come on

Frank Zappa - German Lunch

Artist: Frank Zappa
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Uhh, may I see your papers pleez??
Uhhh, lemme see.
Hand me your suitcase, let me . . . open it.
I'm just a bit nervous you understand.
Open the suitcase.
This hasn't happened . . . too often.
Uh-huh, I see, how many . . . sixty-two packages of cigarettes. Why are you carrying all zees into Germany for? What are you doing this for?
I . . . I . . .
How long have you been livin' in Berlin?
I don't live in Berlin.
Where do you live?
I live in Texas.
Texas?
Texas.
Oh I see, Lyndon Johnson lives in Texas too, does he not?
I know, Sure does.
Ooh, hm this is alright.
You mind . . . Is it alright if I shut my suitcase off?
Shut it off???
Ha, ha ha ha.
Do you care for one of these cigarettes?
Now, who's this lady you are with?
What lady?
This lady here, standing next to you.
Oh, this is uh, this is...
Has she has papers too?
PAPERS! Lemme see your papers!
How come you have to yell so much, what did we do?
I don't yell.
Were just trying to get into the country.
This is my country, it's not your country, I'm ? here, I've been standing here for years and years doing zis every time. You making me very angry.
Is this ze Fazerland.
This is ze Fazerland yes.
Listen you ought to check all the Mothers through customs. Hey line up as soon as you finished . . .
Are you through with me, sir?
You may step over here to the right.
Thank you.
My name is Fritz, open the suitcase please?
Just a moment here, just a moment.
What is this there's sixty two copies of Horseshit Magazine. What are you carrying Horseshit Magazine around for . . .
It's a hoax, hold it, hold it here.
What is this. Right there!
Hold it hold it. I'll never forget you Fritz
Alrigh
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Frank Zappa German Lunch

Byrd Tracy - IF I STAY

Artist: Byrd Tracy
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Lately the ties that bind
Feel like a noose around my neck
Chokin' the life from me
And leavin' my dreams gaspin' for breath
I've lost sight and so have you
Of the man you were attracted to
We lost me somewhere along the way
And I can't live like this no more
Knowing just outside that door
There's a road that leaves this all behind

There's a half a tank of freedom in my Chevy and I'm leavin'
And there's nothin' in this world you can say
So don't insist on standin' in my way
I can't find me if I stay

If you really love me if you care at all
You'll gladly step aside
I've given you the best of me and now the rest of me
Is gonna take a ride
There's a gravel road that turns into a two-lane blacktop highway
That stretches out for miles and miles and miles
And the mileposts and the road signs are pointin' out a white line
To a man I haven't been in quite awhile

There's a half a tank of freedom in my Chevy and I'm leavin'
And there's nothin' in this world you can say
So don't insist on standin' in my way
I can't find me if I stay
I can't find me if I stay
I can't find me if I stay
I can't find me if I stay
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Byrd Tracy IF I STAY

504 Boyz - Check Em

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
(Master P)
Who dat call the police
Yo ma called the police
I got five on the lips
But I ain't payin for the ass
You just got yo hair fixed
So can you pump a nigga gas
Now when you ridin in my truck can you pick a nigga dick
I got a boonapolist so can you be my trick
C-Murder called you hoes like some f-ckin crash dummies
It ain't love when the motherf-cking sex cost money
I ain't dissin you hoes
I just don't love you hoes
In yo raggedy ass Girbauds
When you swangin on them poles
Now if you trippin then you know you livin trife
And if you dippin I can't put you in my life
Cause all hoes suck dick
Let me tell you dog hoes you f-ckin with
See i don't play no games and i don't sweat no hoes
(But you Master P) Well bitch take off your clothes
Talk that shit now roll with it
Ya warefare check hoe go get it

(chorus)
(P) Check dem hoes
(Traci) Check dem niggas(4x)

(Traci)
Check dem hoes nigga is you crazy
You can stunt all you want but that shit don't phase me
(?) in front yo boys like you made me nigga
I hold my own ????????
Reppin like you gon shine
Nigga you is a waste of time
Gettin that ho to step to me
I gets down for mine
Me and my girls we don't play no games
f-ck you lames
When you walkin on side of me
I'm bringin you pain
You can talk that shit about suck yo dick
Get a grip
Broke bitch you ain't the shit
You know who you f-ckin wit
Drop a baby for you
Nigga you must be sick
Got no time for the lies all niggas is tricks

(chorus)

(P) Who dat call the police
Yo ma called the police
(Traci) Who dat call the police
Yo pa call the police
(P) Dem hoes call the poli
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504 Boyz Check Em

504 Boyz - Thug Girl 2

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Hoody-Hoo
where they at, where they at
where the thug girls at
(Over Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at,
where the thug girls at
(Over Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at
where the thug girls at
(Overe Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at

[Master P]
where the thug girls at out that 504
where the thug girls at out that 310
where the thug girls at out that 202
where the thug girls at claiming red and blue.

I heard you jockin' Master P cause he got a mercedes
A bubble eye hummer but the feds can't fade me
you just wanna ride girls jump inside
cause I'm a 3rd ward nigga til the day that I die
I only f-ck with thug girls when I'm on tha block
and i don't mess with no hoes that say they hot
All my fighting girls grab da gat grab da gat
and all ya stuntin ass bitches step back (ya heard me)

[Chorus: repeat 4X]

where the thug girls at
(Over Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at

[Silkk the Shocker]
They wish they knew I want a girl like you
Well, girl gotta be from the hood, but you gotta know what to do
Like beta hold the bricks, beta hold the clips
but when night time comes u gotta ??? hold da sh....
Now from the streets give me the heat
you gotta know what to do wit it,
Taz hit ya you be like I dont know who did it
Take the ??? off you guys never be like you did it
Real chick only let you hit it
Respectin by my clique stayin by her man
In public business unload get wild and thangs
She's real thats why i took her money and ice her up
If a chick gets outta line respectin me she gonna slice her up
If I give her some money she gonna know how to flip that
and if I gotta go somewhere she gonna hold it down til I get back
so Hoody Hoo if you about doin somethin
and hoody hoo if you about doin no stuntin

[Chorus 4X]

[Krazy]
It's about a fight tho we can f-ck Baby waste no time
What you like in your drink girl lemon or lime
The way you shake on the dance floor got me hot
Lets Drive around the lake til we find the spot
I aint suprised that you gotta man baby its cool
Gimme one night with ya girl I bet you'll leave that fool
He probably thank you went to work when you came to the club
you aint lookin for afection you need a thug
I'll be straight up with you baby dont be his lady
A nigga like big lips cause I love some head
and if your girl wanna join I'm down with that
she can lick a niggas nuts while i hit ya from the back

[Chorus 4X]

[Master P]
There they go in that 212
There they go in that 402
There they go in that 305
There they go in that 415
There they go in that 219
There they go ,there they go, there they go,
There they go ,there they go, there they go,
Yo, Krazy Silkk Nigga, Grab a few of these thug girls
Let's go have one of those Gangsta Parties, ya heard me?
No Limit style we gonna ball til we fall
Soulja rest in all nigga
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504 Boyz Thug Girl 2

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

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

Chubb Rock - The Five Deadly Venoms

Artist: Chubb Rock
Music Album: The One
(Music Song Lyrics):
[verse one - hotdog]
Aiyyo ??, i got the batter, get the mixer
As the trickster will fix ya a batch of rhymes
You know that soothes, like an elixir
And sticks your ribs so let the cheese and wine
Or rather wine and cheese
Cause i aim to please with ease hope the crowd sees
That i'm, the man that loves to flam
And when i step into a jam i just slam like jordan
And this is the world, accordin to me
The capital-h-the-o-the-t, the-d-the-o-the-g
Rockin, heavenly hype and ?? steadily
When i come in to rock'n'roll, i'm sure you will agree
That i got a hype type of style a family
But diggy doc gave it to rob to rock and howie tee
Now, i'm talkin about omega psi phi fraternity
Givin a little history
For some people, their lucky number's 7
For q-dogs, it's 1911
November 17th, underneath the ceilings
Behind the walls of ?thurkill hall?

[verse two - ?]
This is a family affair, rather a gathering of the brothers
United we stand, we're not divided like the others
And when i mention the word divided, you know what i'm meaning
Show a brother something they don't have they start fiending
First the ear-grabbin, then the back-stabbin
This from brothers that i call friends, i'm not havin
The other negative things in a friendship
An occasional whipser, gossip, a loose lip
I once trusted a brother with an eyeful
He told the next man, cause he's livin trifle
But now i'm not worried cause i'm part of a family
United til death simply cause we choose to be
An occasional joke, a diss, or a crowd pleaser
Callin your moms a ?? look-a-like skeezer
Whoever wins the diss battle, respect is given
Fightin over words is not how we are livin
Then there's ?? word i almost forgot
Three-on-one, no heat, but the rumor's still hot
The bro's get a hoe that you know is totally widdit
There's no need to be discrete cause you know she won't admit it
When i think back on the memories
Just like these - is it a wonder that i love the 80's

[verse three - rob swinga]
Well i'm rob, a.k.a. as the swinga
Comedic at times, and a stone-cold thriller
I got somethin to say i'll make it short and sweet
Me i'm the swinga i'ma swing it to this beat
Now i talk to a lot of people with the large vocabulary
Colloquial language i'll use that's secondary
And then there is slang and i would use that third
And i'll say outrageous things that might sound absurd
But - right back into my large vocabulary
I'm the type of guy that'll always be primary
Never secondary, to any adversary
If they want to be like me, on the contrary
They try to compete, but i will always delete
I'll leave them cryin from the agony, of defeat
And when they try to return to repeat
I make them hold on peace signs, say "swinga i retreat"

[verse four - chubb rock]
Well the toad is immensely strong on the instrumental
The lyric can hit and shock the pure metal
Chubb rock has a weak spot, creatin
An iron maiden cannot pierce my skin when i hit top 10
Run for shelter, cause you're gonna fear this tune
More than you feared the age of helter skelter
Watch how we behave, diggity dog and dave
The roadrunner and swinga always sayin that smegma
Is the product of ten intense games of balls under balls
I have professor paul's
Kicking ability, the snake's agility
The ricochet speed of the centipede
And the devilish mind of the scorpion
The lizard is unrealistic and simplistic
And loitering is prohibit, the tune is illiterate
Diggy doc no, ed lover forever my brothers in crime
They watch my back at the drop of a dime.. when we climb
And work and work hard and struggle to stay alive
And strive, the venoms, the five - check this out..
The roadrunner

[outro]
Yo chubbs can we make a little gravy and shit
Can we get ours, whassup man?
Niggaz is takin caravans all the way to north carolina n shit
Whassup wit dat shit? niggaz don't respect my situation
Yo can we make a little gravy chief, whassup?
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Chubb Rock The Five Deadly Venoms

Foreigner - Dirty White Boy

Artist: Foreigner
Music Album: Non Album Tracks
(Music Song Lyrics):
Hey baby, if you're falling down, I know what's good for you all day
Are you worried what your friends see
And will it ruin your reputation loving me?
Cause I'm a dirty white boy, yeah a dirty white boy, a dirty white boy
Don't drive no big black car, don't like no Hollywood movie stars
You want me to be true to you, you don't give a damn what I do to you
I'm just a dirty white boy, dirty white boy, dirty white boy, dirty white boy
(Solo)
Well I'm a dirty white boy, dirty white boy, yeah, dirty white boy
A dirty white boy
I've been in trouble since I don't know when
I'm in trouble now and I know somehow I'll find trouble again
I'm a loner but I'm never alone
Every night I get one step closer to the danger zone
Cause I'm a dirty white boy, yeah, dirty white boy
I'm a dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Come on come on boy, white boy, I'm a dirty white boy, a dirty white boy
Hey I'm a dirty white boy, yeah I'm a dirty white boy, dirty white boy, yeah
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Foreigner Dirty White Boy

Saafir - Swig Of The Stew

Artist: Saafir
Music Album: Boxcar Session
(Music Song Lyrics):
Another massive dose I'm sendin' in
Hittin' when I step back to the deck
Sidebets kick 'em in then raise up
Jet from the ivory it's time for me
To see if I can graze the cut
Just a hint I'm shuttin' down
ya pistons you'll have to listen
'Cause I'm clippin' of the wack
Bracket shit that's soft so go
Back to the troft and put it
Back next to the Smirnoff bottle
Where u found it from it sounds
Numb has no feel an organic
Synthesis did I mention this in
The last verse no I drive a fast
Hearse they'll have to catch the
Flow I'm snatchin' a row of burnt
Corpses and hopin' they lernt the
Forces that they're up against the
Immense in this shit will a
Fist to the grill instill a fraction
Of common sense you would want
Providence to play a part but it's
Obvious you have no heart I'm
Protruding a pro-tracker the
Proportion of a slacker is where I
store
The shit give me ya cup what's ya
Flavor it's juice taste it a swig of
The stew

Now that I have a deepdish spoon
Niggas be attackin' get blackin'
Eyes like racoons blew up like
Balloons busted rusted they're
Getting thrusted with them
Screw drivers who's the livest
Me and I love it when the
Slug rubs another from a rusty
Life they couldn't cut it so I cut
'Em with my trusty knife
Skinned alive and when deprived
Of one's life one thinks twice
Three time a lady Lionel couldn't
Pay or you to fade me 'cause
I be learnin' shit makin'
Ternikits for broken English
I'm yokin' the seamstress 'cause
I'm sewin' up shit. You know
I can rip, I rest with the
Hobo's yo yo's stay up no
Mayonnaise on the cut but I can
Bust it wit the mustard my
Spice is hot the radish
Adds this seasoning that creates
And make taste buds wanna make
dubs
Of a swig of the stew

Box Car 23 is my freight train
I'm not strippin' for the cock except
the Diesel the weight gain I make pain
and
I take it 'cause I'm humble a dirty rat
A sturdy gat is the back up for the
Smack up easy for me to pack the
knack
Up braggadocio rhymes I'm braggin'
while
I'm laggin' saggin' 'cause my jeans
hafta
Be lean for the cuisine who dat! Dick
Dasturdly could never master
Me drew raps after me comes me
stop
Suction cupping you got nothing
coming
But cum of burns hon. I'm doin' it
For my niggas in the oak-land where
I plan my escape from traits of empty
Crates and busted grapes are not
Part of the gomay hey just an
Appetizer filet mignon but the song
is the stew
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Saafir Swig Of The Stew

Hill Dru - Whatever You Want

Artist: Hill Dru
Music Album: Dru Hill
(Music Song Lyrics):
Whatever you want/
Whatever you need/
Anytime you want it/
Girl just get up on it/

Ooh/ girl you're so fine/
Can I get a minute of your time/
I wanna get to know ya/
Maybe later on up in my crib/
I'll get to show ya/
You're blowin' my mind/
You're one of a kind/
Heard you like to get your freak on/
Let's get it on/

Whatever you want/
Whatever you need/
Anytime you want it/
Girl just get up on it/

Girl, you're so unique/
From your head to your feet/
Know you've got me open/
And it ain't my sack of smokes/
that got me chokin'/
You got me on a high/
Oh girl I can't deny/
That you keep me satisfied/
Roll with me tonight/
Tonight I will do/
I will keep you satisfied/
I will do just what you like/
Tonight if you want me to/
Anything you want me to/
That is what I'm gonna do/

Whatever you want/
Whatever you need/
Anytime you want it/
Girl just get up on it/

Ooh, Aah, Ooh, Aah, Ooh/
Give me a little time/
and I'm a tell you what to do/
Come and step up like a champ and I'm a/
See if I could check for ya/
Looking like a winner for my dinner/
I don't even know ya/
But I'm a give you the EyEs/
And get the numerics lyrically/
you're gifted with the gab/
Intending to pursue it/
Like to get the freak onLike the song/
But we got to get familiar/
Only then we'll get it on/

Whatever you want/
Whatever you need/
Anytime you want it/
Girl just get up on it
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Hill Dru Whatever You Want