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Song lyrics that are playing in your head right now | Started by: Unify34HaloLegend on Oct 31, '22 19:36 |
I wish that I could fly Into the sky So very high Just like a dragonfly I'd fly above the trees Over the seas in all degrees To anywhere I please, oh I want to get away I want to fly away Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Reply by: Babs at Feb 05, '24 07:14 | |
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day when I was chillin' in Kentucky Fried Chicken |
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Reply by: Junk_in_the_Trunk at Feb 06, '24 12:08 | |
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Na na na na na na ma na na na na Tonight we gonna get on the floor Na na na MA na na na na na Tonight we gonna get on the floor Get outta,my head JLO Please! |
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Reply by: JimmySilver at Feb 06, '24 22:36 | |
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You hear the piano play the same key three times, followed by one lower in tone. Ironclad reflects on the many regrets in his short life. Never was much of a romantic |
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Reply by: Ironclad at Feb 07, '24 01:12 | |
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I can't hide myself, I don't expect you to understand. I just hope I can explain what its like to be a man. It's a lonely road, and they don't care about what you know. It's not about how you feel, but what you provide inside that home. They don't know your worth, until your dead and gone, then they cry inside and turn to confide in another man. |
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Reply by: The-Big-Joker at Feb 08, '24 01:50 | |
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Ha, sicker than your average Poppa twist cabbage off instinct Niggas don't think shit stink Pink gators, my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn (that's right) Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there e'ry night Poppa been smooth since days of Underoos Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who Do somethin' to us (come on), talk go through us (through us) Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (hehe) Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 (take that, take that) Bang every MC easily, busily (take that, haha) Recently, niggas frontin' ain't sayin' nothin' (nothin') So I just speak my piece, keep my piece (come on, now) Cubans with the Jesus piece, with my peeps (thank you, God) Packin', askin', "Who want it?" (who want it?) You got it, nigga, flaunt it That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it |
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Reply by: Babs at Feb 08, '24 05:58 | |
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I need money...money and bit*hes...buying p**** when i get my riches,yeah money and bitc*es :) Walker Junior---Money and Bi*ch*s Apologies...it's a great song |
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Reply by: Ivar_Ragnarsson at Feb 08, '24 21:42 | |
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"Can you say mama, mama? Can you say mama's name? Can you say dada, dada? Can you say dada name?" |
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Reply by: Sal_Giaquinto at Feb 09, '24 00:30 | |
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I'm stuck in my head, I'm stuck in my head |
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Reply by: Junk_in_the_Trunk at Feb 09, '24 12:10 | |
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Rolling, rolling, groving baby, I got more drive than a shuttle van. I'm the groviest man, I grove on your mother man cause my stick is bigger than africa and thats where your motherland. I call it STD medicine the way it moxicillin, when my woman starts buggin I pull out the roach spray. I am never chasen, Im not JP Morgan, they can box me in but I'm still gone do numbers, is that sudoku enough. I'm clean as a whisle, I get more head then a pillow, mo behind then a couch, thats why your girl pregnant now. Cause I'm rolling, yeah baby I'm groving. |
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Reply by: The-Big-Joker at Feb 10, '24 01:25 | |
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Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand? |
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Reply by: Meg at Feb 10, '24 05:35 | |
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He's laughing with another girl Diamond life, lover boy No place for beginners or sensitive hearts No need to ask Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male Face to face, each classic case No need to ask Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male Smooth operator |
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Reply by: EskiRuya at Feb 11, '24 20:03 | |
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Dear, love is a burning fire Girl, this game can't last forever You're no good, can't you see? Brother Louie, Louie, Louie Stay, 'cause this boy wants to gamble Why does he go on pretending? You're no good, can't you see? Brother Louie, Louie, Louie Oh, let it, Louie Brother Louie, Louie, Louie Brother Louie, Louie, Louie |
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Reply by: EskiRuya at Feb 12, '24 21:03 | |
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It's a human sign Into the boundary Cold cold heart And it's no sacrifice Mutual misunderstanding We lose direction Cold, cold heart And it's no sacrifice Cold, cold heart And it's no sacrifice No sacrifice, at all No sacrifice, at all No sacrifice, at all No sacrifice, at all |
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Reply by: EskiRuya at Feb 17, '24 22:10 | |
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His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti He's nervous, but on the surface, he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out He's chokin', how? Everybody's jokin' now The clock's run out, time's up, over, blaow Snap back to reality, ope, there goes gravity Ope, there goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so mad But he won't give up that easy, no, he won't have it He knows his whole back's to these ropes, it don't matter |
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Reply by: Babs at Feb 18, '24 15:53 | |
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Your cruel device I wanna love you but I better not touch (don't touch) Your mouth, so hot I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (and pins) One look, could kill I wanna love you but I better not touch (don't touch) I wanna love you but I better not touch (don't touch) |
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Reply by: EskiRuya at Feb 18, '24 23:12 | |
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Reply by: RampagingFox at Feb 18, '24 23:43 | |
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If I could recollect before my hood days I'd sit and reminisce, thinkin' of bliss and the good days (Days) I stop and stare at the younger My heart goes to 'em, they tested with stress that they under And nowadays, things change Everyone's ashamed of the youth, 'cause the truth look strange And for me, it's reversed We left 'em a world that's cursed, and it hurts (Hurts) ‘Cause any day, they'll push the button And all good men like Malcolm X or Bobby Hutton died for nothin' Don't it make you get teary? The world looks dreary When you wipe your eyes, see it clearly There's no need for you to fear me If you take your time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me It ain't about black or white, ‘cause we human I hope we see the light before it's ruined My ghetto gospel |
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Reply by: Babs at Feb 19, '24 12:56 | |
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When I look into your eyes Nothin' lasts forever We've been through this such a long long time If we could take the time to lay it on the line Do you need some time on your own? I know it's hard to keep an open heart Sometimes I need some time on my own And when your fears subside Don't ya think that you need somebody? Don't ya think that you need somebody? Don't ya think that you need somebody? Don't ya think that you need somebody? |
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Reply by: EskiRuya at Feb 19, '24 14:47 | |
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Mr. cab driver won't you stop to let me in Mr. cab driver won't stop to pick me up Mr. cab driver Mr. cab driver Mr. cab driver don't like to way I look Mr. cab driver pass me up with eyes of fire Let me in Mr. cab driver Mr. cab driver |
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Reply by: EskiRuya at Feb 29, '24 14:29 | |
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