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| Post ur favorite lyrics here, while playin: | Started by: RollinBlade on Jun 08, '14 02:21 |
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I'm only human I'm only, I'm only I'm only human, human Maybe I'm foolish Maybe I'm blind Thinking I can see through this And see what's behind Got no way to prove it So maybe I'm blind But I'm only human after all I'm only human after all Don't put your blame on me Don't put your blame on me Take a look in the mirror And what do you see Do you see it clearer Or are you deceived In what you believe 'Cause I'm only human after all You're only human after all Don't put the blame on me Don't put your blame on me Some people got the real problems Some people out of luck Some people think I can solve them Lord heavens above I'm only human after all I'm only human after all Don't put the blame on me Don't put the blame on me Don't ask my opinion Don't ask me to lie Then beg for forgiveness For making you cry Making you cry 'Cause I'm only human after all I'm only human after all Don't put your blame on me Don't put the blame on me Oh, some people got the real problems Some people out of luck Some people think I can solve them Lord heavens above I'm only human after all I'm only human after all Don't put the blame on me Don't put the blame on me I'm only human I make mistakes I'm only human That's all it takes To put the blame on me Don't put the blame on me I'm no prophet or Messiah Should go looking somewhere higher I'm only human after all I'm only human after all Don't put the blame on me Don't put the blame on me I'm only human I do what I can I'm just a man I do what I can Don't put the blame on me Don't put your blame on me |
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| Reply by: Mrs_Doubtfire at Jan 13, '17 08:21 | |
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"The Climb" I can almost see it. |
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| Reply by: CamillaBalistreri at Jan 14, '17 09:12 | |
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"Shake That" [Intro - Eminem ] |
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| Reply by: GiuseppetheKillerBun at Jan 14, '17 19:17 | |
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"The Message" It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under [x2] Broken glass everywhere People pissing on the stairs, you know they just don't care I can't take the smell, can't take the noise Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice Rats in the front room, roaches in the back Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat I tried to get away but I couldn't get far Cause a man with a tow truck repossessed my car [Hook:] Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge I'm trying not to lose my head It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from going under Standing on the front stoop hanging out the window Watching all the cars go by, roaring as the breezes blow Crazy lady, living in a bag Eating out of garbage pails, used to be a fag hag Said she'll dance the tango, skip the light fandango A Zircon princess seemed to lost her senses Down at the peep show watching all the creeps So she can tell her stories to the girls back home She went to the city and got social security She had to get a pimp, she couldn't make it on her own [Hook] My brother's doing bad, stole my mother's TV Says she watches too much, it's just not healthy All My Children in the daytime, Dallas at night Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight The bill collectors, they ring my phone And scare my wife when I'm not home Got a bum education, double-digit inflation Can't take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station Neon King Kong standing on my back Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac A mid-range migraine, cancered membrane Sometimes I think I'm going insane I swear I might hijack a plane! [Hook] My son said, Daddy, I don't wanna go to school 'Cause the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a fool And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be cheaper If I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper Or dance to the beat, shuffle my feet Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps 'Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey They pushed that girl in front of the train Took her to the doctor, sewed her arm on again Stabbed that man right in his heart Gave him a transplant for a brand new start I can't walk through the park 'cause it's crazy after dark Keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run I feel like a outlaw, broke my last glass jaw Hear them say "You want some more?" Living on a see-saw [Hook] A child is born with no state of mind Blind to the ways of mankind God is smiling on you but he's frowning too Because only God knows what you'll go through You'll grow in the ghetto living second-rate And your eyes will sing a song called deep hate The places you play and where you stay Looks like one great big alleyway You'll admire all the number-book takers Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money-makers Driving big cars, spending twenties and tens And you'll wanna grow up to be just like them, huh Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers You say "I'm cool, huh, I'm no fool" But then you wind up dropping outta high school Now you're unemployed, all null and void Walking round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd Turned stick-up kid, but look what you done did Got sent up for a eight-year bid Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag Spend the next two years as a undercover fag Being used and abused to serve like hell Til one day, you was found hung dead in the cell It was plain to see that your life was lost You was cold and your body swung back and forth But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song Of how you lived so fast and died so young so [Hook] |
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| Reply by: WoonDa at Jan 17, '17 20:41 | |
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MASSIVE ATTACK LYRICS"Safe From Harm" [Shara Nelson]
Midnight ronkers City slickers Gunmen and maniacs All will feature on the freakshow And I can't do nothing 'bout that, no But if you hurt what's mine I'll sure as hell retaliate You can free the world you can free my mind Just as long as my baby's safe from harm tonight You can free the world you can free my mind Just as long as my baby's safe from harm tonight [3d] I was lookin' back to see if you were lookin' back at me To see me lookin' back at you [Shara Nelson] Lucky dippers Crazy chancers Seems to be moving fast What happened to the nicities Of my childhood days Well i can't do nothing 'bout that, no But if you hurt what's mine I'll sure as hell retaliate [3d] I was lookin' back to see if you were I was lookin I was I was lookin' back to see if you were lookin' back at me To see me lookin' back at you [Shara Nelson] You can free the world you can free my mind Just as long as my baby's safe from harm tonight You can free the world you can free my mind Just as long as my baby's safe from harm tonight [3d] Tell us what it is dangerous Friends and enemies I find it's contagerous And they're spreading through your system like a virus Yes the trouble in the end it makes you anxious I was lookin' back to see if you were lookin back at me To see me lookin back at you I was lookin' back to see if you were lookin back at me To see me lookin back at you [Shara Nelson] But if you hurt what's mine I'll sure as hell retaliate You can free the world you can free my mind Just as long as my baby's safe from harm tonight [x2] |
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Jan 20, '17 18:37 | |
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MAINO LYRICS
"Gangsta" And my gangsta ways
They hung off they guns And made it to the grave Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit [Verse:] Listen I got real niggas that love me, fake niggas thats hatin', mad bitches that want me Mad bitches that want me, snitch niggas is waitin' Old G's sayin' how I remind them on how they used to be If you never heard of me yet Better get used to me Tho mo' money for guns, the mo' homicide The mo' pussies that run, the mo' Imma ride Cause since Poppa died, I was starin' eye to eye With them gangstas, those niggas you idolize I was young & blind cutting class wastin' time Til' my nigga introduced me to that other side He said listen you plan out what you wanna do You out thinkin' you grown you got a lot to prove Ain't nuttin' free in this world You gotta take it fool, you wanna roll Good here's a 22 You see them niggas right there Shoot them And ever since that day, I've been a shooter [Hook:] Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit [B.G. Verse] Oh, I'm a baby gangsta, you name it I done it You heard the hook nigga, I'm the definition of it I came my own way, been wildin' since 13 Soon niggas get in line if you wanna mirk me Lets take it to the streets Where I started it Where half the city wanted for murder charges there I'm dressed in all black Baseball hat Gorilla Suit nigga that's what I call that I never been a rat And I don't fuck with the lame I took lost bounce bitch and charged it to the game Always been the same I ain't never gon' change When I'm in beef you know I gotta let my nuts hang I come from down south, on them back streets I bet you I'll wack a nigga before you wack me Nigga go get ?? yeh fuck with me You know a gangsta and a hustlah is all I'll ever be [Hook:] Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit [Verse:] Look I got killers around me Drug dealers around me Real talk don't bring no bird niggas around me I get bullet proof love if thugs fuck with me I act up because the goons run with me A nigga play he gon' it cause Imma headshot him They say I move like Tut before the Feds got him I'm a gang leader, in a white wife beater Tattered black flagged up In a two seater Bitches notice me by the scar, know its me The four fifth in my coatsleeve, coatsleeve I've been to jail before That's what hell is dog My niggas back and forth like it's a damn resort This is for my niggas that grind and have pistols on them Don't play with police we draw pistols on them The game really fucked up When they let crooks in I'm comin' through screamin' BROOKLYN [Hook:] Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit |
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WU-TANG CLAN LYRICS
"Stick Me For My Riches" [Intro: Gerald Alston]
Ooh-wee... mmmmmmmm, yeah... [Gerald Alston] See I was raised out on these mean streets I'm from the projects, right, where poverty and hell meet I'm searching everyday to find a better way, I've got a Hustle still to get my pay before I hit bottom Now some might say that I'm already there But who are they to judge or question what I do, son, so I don't care Tired of eating cheese sandwiches with no meat Tired of watching all the playas from the same seat So it's a life of crime, some might sing or rhyme To escape the ghetto before the flatline Choices to make, what am I gonna do Got to use my talents, they gonna pull me through [Chorus: Gerald Alston] Now with success, I become a target They wanna set me up, I guess more money equals more problems They wanna get me, wanna hit me, strip me of my riches They wanna cut me up in pieces, leave me deep in ditches [Hook: Gerald Alston] And I can't take it.... but I'm gonna make it... Yeah... oh... I'm gonna make it... yeah... ohhhhhh Fight to stay alive [Method Man] I was raised out on these mean streets You know where poverty and hell meet Brothers get jail and life's for sale, cheap Since momma held me, in her arms, to tell me That it's a cold world, I done held heat And held myself down, lotta bodies and shells found And niggas into taking everything, that ain't nailed down We fell down, ain't hard to tell now I ain't trying, to see the cell now or see momma put her house up for bail now So I'mma give all I got, to try and get that gwop Nigga I'm hot with this hustle, go 'head and get the cops I use my talent to get more figures Unlike these little corner store niggas Go change your drawers, niggas [Chorus: Method Man & Gerald Alston] Now with success and I've become a target They wanna set me up, take me hostage, or take me down some notches They wanna hit me, wanna stick me, get me for my riches They wanna diss me, want a clip me, leave me stiff in ditches [Hook: Gerald Alston (Method Man)] And I can't take it, no, no, but I'm gonna make it... (This ain't no game, my life ain't nothing to play with) Yeah... I'm gonna make it... oooh... (Face it, money is power and I'ma make it) I'm gonna make it... oooh... [Inspectah Deck] Yeah, I'm gon' survive, yo, yo, aiyo N.Y. City, gritty blocks, little love, plenty cops Few rise, many drop, True Lies, semis cocked Fishscale, already rocked, heavy shots, that we drop New guys on every block, blue eyes and red dots Pregnant mothers, broke fathers, more money, more problems So hungry, won't starve 'em, work hard and so pardon I got mouths to feed, I got pounds of weed I need some more, another store, another house, indeed An X amount of G, the reason pounds'll squeeze And strip you naked, basic, trying to make it out the P's Don't ever doubt a G, and have me spaz like 'Face with the K, and my nose all powdery It ain't about the streets, it's 'bout the beast within That won't give in to 'lice, down to bleed, G [Chorus: Inspectah Deck & Gerald Alston] Now with success and I've become a target They wanna set me up, take me hostage, or take me down some notches They wanna hit me, wanna stick me, get me for my riches They wanna diss me, wanna clip me leave me stiff in ditches [Hook: Gerald Alston (RZA)] And I can't take it (yeah), no, no, but I'm gonna make it... (Yeah, yea, turn the beat up a little right here) Yeah... I'm gonna make it... oooh... (Yo, yo, yo, yeah, yo, just, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang) [RZA] Aiyo, RZA, Meth, GZA, Deck, Ghost and Chef be cashing checks Killa, Cap be snapping necks, Street and 'Zilla flash the tech Sacrifice a savage life, if he trying to bag my ice Tag a price on merchandise, tell me, is it worth ya life? [Gerald Alston] No... it's a cold, cold, cold world You can't be playing games with my life I've gotta fight to survive, fight to stay alive [RZA] Aiyo, metal pipes ignite, sparking fire, light the darkness night Trying to stick me for my riches, now y'all bitches taking flight Major business, raise the digits, tried to strike me for my life Slice and dice, men or mice, GZA tell 'em what it's like [GZA] Aiyo, money making, people flaking, Cash Rules, fuck the bacon Earthquaking, head is aching, bank stop, dice shaking Times are hard, sew a job, scheming niggaz wanna rob Use a hoe to slob ya knob, hit you with unruly mobs Stab you in the back and smile, watch you bleed for a while Hating on the agile, steal ya name and bite ya style Hold you for a ransom note, Goliath cutting David's throat Grab ya vest, abandon boat and leave you out at sea to float [Chorus: GZA & Gerald Alston] Now with success and I've become a target They wanna set me up, I guess more money equals more problems They wanna hit me, wanna stick me, get me for my riches They wanna diss me, want clip me, leave me stiff in ditches [Gerald Alston] And I can't take it.... no, no... but I'm gonna make it... Yeah... oh... I'm gonna make it... ooh... yeah... It's a cold, cold, cold world I got my hand on my gun, they got a brother on the run Yeah... it's a cold, cold, cold world You can't be playing games with my life I've gotta fight to survive, fight to stay alive This ain't a game, this is my life Keep pushing me to the edge, I'm gonna push back And you won't like that, it's guaranteed you won't like that When ya laid down, laid flat... |
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WIN - BRIAN MCKNIGHT
Dark is the night |
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| Reply by: Pandora at Jan 23, '17 05:30 | |
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"Bad And Boujee" [Offset:]
You know young rich niggas You know so we never really had no old money We got a whole lotta new money though, hah (If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot ya) Raindrop, drop top (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot, thot (thot) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot, (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody) Call up the gang, they come and get you (gang) Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (blaow) My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (dope) My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah) Offset, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Rackings on rackings, got backends on backends I'm ridin' around in a coupe (coupe) I take your bitch right from you (you) Bitch I'm a dog, woof (grrr) Beat that ho walls loose (hey) Hop in the frog, woah (skrt) I tell that bitch don't come for me (come for me) I swear these niggas they under me (hey) They hate and the devil keep jumpin' me (jumpin' me) Bankrolls on me keep me company (cash) We do the most, yeah Pull up in Ghosts, yeah (woo) My diamonds a choker (glah) Holdin' the fire with no holster (blaow) Rick The Ruler, diamonds cooler (cooler) This a Rollie not a Mueller (hey) Dabbin' on 'em like the usual (dab) Magic with the brick, do voodoo (magic) Court side with a bad bitch (bitch) Then I send the bitch through Uber (go) I'm young and rich and plus I'm boujee (hey) I'm not stupid so I keep the Uzi (rrrah) Rackings on rackings, got backends on backends So my money makin' my back ache You niggas got a low Act' rate (Act') We from the Nawf, yeah dat way (Nawf) Fat cookie blunt in the ash tray (cookie) Two bitches, just national smash day (smash) Hop in the Lamb', have a drag race (skrt) I let them birds take a bath bae (brrrrr) Raindrops, drop tops (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot, thot (thot) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot, (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody) Call up the gang, they come and get you (gang) Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (blaow) My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (dope) My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah) [Quavo:] Pour a four, I'm droppin' muddy Outer space, KiD CuDi (drank) Introduce me your bitch ass wifey and we know she sluttin Broke a brick down, nutty buddy, now that nigga duckin Don't move too fast I might shoot you (huh?) Draco bad and boujee (Draco) I'm always hangin' with shooters (brrah) Might be posted somewhere secluded (private) Still be playin' with pots and pans, call me Quavo Ratatouille Run with that sack, call me Boobie (run with it) When I'm on stage show me boobies (ay) Ice on my neck, I'm the coolest (ice) How about the suicide with the Uzi? (pew-pew-pew) I pull up, I pull up, I pull up I hop out with all of the drugs in the cooler (skrt) I'm cookin', I'm cookin', I'm whippin', I'm whippin' into a rock up, let it lock up (lock up) I gave her 10 racks, I told her go shoppin' and spend it all at the pop up (ten) These bitches they fuck and suck dick and they bustin' for Instagram, get your clout up Uh, yeah, dat way, float on the track like a Segway (go) Yeah, dat way, I used to trap by the subway (trappin') Yeah, dat way, young nigga trap with the AK (rrrah) Yeah, dat way, big dyke ho get it on, Macy Gray (hey) [Offset:] Raindrops, drop tops (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot, thot (thot) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot, (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody) Call up the gang, they come and get you (gang) Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (blaow) My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (dope) My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah) [Lil Uzi Vert:] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, my bitch she bad to the bone, ay Wait, these niggas watchin', I swear to God they be my clones Yeah, hey, huh, switchin' my hoes like my flows (what?) Switchin' my flows like my clothes (like what?) Keep on shootin' that gun, don't reload Oh, oh, now she won't fuck with my crew Cause the money come all out the roof Drive the 'Rari, that bitch got no roof (skrt) Wait, what kind of 'Rari? 458 (damn) All of these niggas, they hate (they hate) Try to hide shoot through the gate Look, go to the strip club, make it rain (rain) So much money they use rakes Count 100, 000 in your face (in your face) Yeah, they put 300 right in the safe Met her today, oh She talk to me like she knew me, yah Go to sleep in a jacuzzi, yah Yeah, wakin' up right to a two piece, yah Countin' that paper like loose leaf, yah Gettin' that chicken with blue cheese, yah Yeah, boy you so fat like my collar You snakin', I swear to God that be that Gucci, ay And you know we winnin' (winnin') Yeah, we is not losin' Try to play your song, it ain't move me (what?) Saw your girl once now she choose me, yeah [Offset:] Raindrops, drop tops (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot, thot (thot) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot, (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody) Call up the gang, they come and get you (gang) Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (blaow) My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (dope) My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah) |
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Jan 25, '17 00:33 | |
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"Say Yeah" You see us as you want to see us
In the simplest terms, the most convenient definitions But what we found out is that each of us is a brain, and an athlete, and a basket case, a princess, and a criminal Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours Dark skies and its dang cold Pretty eyes and a rain coat So high can't even remember my name But we got that fire and I know why We ain't gonna die tonight Cause we see that gold We got that summer daze, yeah Ready, set, go... You gotta fuck it, say yeah Tonight, we'll do all the thing we wanna do, like, just go You gotta fuck it, say yeah Packed whip on a full tank All sip from the same drink Nowhere to go Nowhere to stay Under this sky, after tonight We'll wonder why we're not the same Cause we see that gold We got that summer daze, yeah Ready, set, go... You gotta fuck it, say yeah Tonight, we'll do all the thing we wanna do, like, just go You gotta fuck it, say yeah Fuck it, if it feels right Hold me till it's over All we got is one time We ain't going home Cause we see that gold We got that summer daze, yeah Ready, set, go... You gotta fuck it, say yeah Tonight, we'll do all the thing we wanna do, like, just go You gotta fuck it, say yeah |
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Jan 25, '17 04:24 | |
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Just A Kiss" Lyin' here with you so close to me |
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| Reply by: Angelina at Jan 28, '17 13:34 | |
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"I'm On One" (Get 'em up) |
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| Reply by: oRagnar at Jan 28, '17 21:48 | |
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NIYKEE HEATON LYRICS"21 Grams" One, can you feel it?
I'll lead you to the deepest place Season's change Two, say hello to all your demons Encrypted in your weakness Burned on your skin My lesions lay All of my secrets have been lost in your eyes I've been lonely for so long it feel so right to intwine I'll be your angel, of darkness tonight So, bleed all my secrets and keep them in your pride In your pride Hold me Say they don't Owe me I say Ya Only A little more Away.... I just want your soul in my hands Feel your weight of 21 grams Three, still coherent? Tip back your neck And open wide, see inside Four, hold me closer Claw at your skin Expose my binds Watch me burn And feel me rise All of my secrets have been lost in your eyes I've been lonely for so long it feel so right to intwine I'll be your angel, of darkness tonight So, bleed all my secrets and keep them in your pride In your pride Hold me Say they don't Owe me I say Ya Only A little more Away.... I just want your soul in my hands Feel your weight of 21 grams I feel my soul is on fire I feel this loneliness I can't take this home with me I.. I feel my soul is on fire I feel so lonely tonight I feel my only control is Setting on fire Hold me Say they don't Owe me I say Ya Only A little more Away.... I just want your soul in my hands Feel your weight of 21 grams |
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Feb 01, '17 00:26 | |
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3005Childish GambinoNo matter what you say or what you do |
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| Reply by: Jaime at Feb 05, '17 21:37 | |
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CHINX DRUGZ LYRICS "We Rollin" (feat. MASS5) They clock how we rolling, boy, that's how we do it, Keep the pockets swollen, rhymes how we move, Toss a couple hundred, shawty scoop it up Coke Boy, had to loop it up. We rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling. Toss a couple hundred, shawty scoop it up Coke Boy, had to loop it up. Shawty's F-ing with me, she love how I do it, Pussy be a bomb, my budget she done blew it Ain't even my thang, charge it to the game Fully loaded white V twizzy and away. Toss a couple hundred, shawty she gone scoop it Got her when I want her, know I got to loop it. Swervin off that lean, tripping off for that beam, VVS in my wing, whip and check it back cream. Coke boy, I'm on it, party till the morning The game is at my feet, I'm feeling like I own it. Presidential rollie, Jesus on a link Shooters hit you in the same hole in a blink. They clock how we rolling, boy, that's how we do it, Came to plug us all, rhymes how we move, Toss a couple hundred, shawty scoop it up Coke Boy, had to loop it up. We rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling. Toss a couple hundred, shawty scoop it up Coke Boy, had to loop it up. Drop top or that Molly, either way, I'm rolling, Packers need some ice, all is full of swollen Fuck, boy, I'm golden, Oscar DeLa Hoya About a hundred for that lawyer, with the work up like it's going. Link's jacking our sound, game let us spoil, If you can't beat them, join them, write a music with employer. Shots, we deploy 'em, balling like ahoyas Being broke is a disease, boy, I'm sorry for you. Hopping on that money, planking on your bitch, Slidin with your honey, it's written in the script. Balls is hand cocked, it's written on the script, And nigga change, just to talk to him cost a grip. They clock how we rolling, boy, that's how we do it, Came to plug us all, rhymes how we move, Toss a couple hundred, shawty scoop it up Coke Boy, had to loop it up. We rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling. Toss a couple hundred, shawty scoop it up Coke Boy, had to loop it up. We them boys, we got them big toys, I know hope folks, but I'm a sick, you all boys. Your girl on her knees, she about to choke, boy She had a big mouth 'till I put it down her throat, boy. We're getting paper, adios, see you later Time is money, so I got no time for the haters. These hoes running back and forth like a waiter Got a pimp in Gucci cane with the Gucci gaters. I ain't Captain Savior, man holds different favors, This bitch is on my dick like a Motorola pager. She like to be handcuffed, so I had to cage her Stung by a young gun, so I hit her with the taser. They clock how we rolling, boy, that's how we do it, Keep the pockets swollen, rhymes how we move, Toss a couple hundred, shawty scoop it up Coke boy, had to loop it up. We rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling. Toss a couple hundred, shawty scoop it up Coke boy, had to loop it up. |
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Feb 07, '17 21:01 | |
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"Early In The Game" Trippy stangs, business on my brain
Perfect in my lane, I woke up early in the, early in the game. Different lanes, but it's all the same Just the other day, I woke up early in the, early in the game. Then I floated off, then I hit the weed, then I drop that top, disregard that speed That's a pricey watch, now I rolled up my sleeves You nigga's sleeping, but I woke up early in the game. Jewelery so froze, I'll be on that no do's Knock left, grand respect, super skinny, low pro's. Had to hop up on my ass and chase it Now success I'm bout to grab, I can taste it. Throw that luggage overboard, them nigga's dead weight Celebrate your new beginning pop some champagne. And never let them fuckers pull you back in She out of pockets touch that hoe...? Liquor pourin, kitty purrin, know she trynna creep And cocaine niggas be the hottest on the streets Pull up in a Viper on them ghetto corners, This shit here be dedicated to better mornings. Trippy stangs, business on my brain Perfect in my lane, I woke up early in the, early in the game. Different lanes, but it's all the same Just the other day, I woke up early in the, early in the game. Then I floated off, then I hit the weed, then I drop that top, disregard that speed That's a pricey watch, now I rolled up my sleeve You nigga's sleeping, but I woke up early in the game. My wrist is chunky, that coupe is soupy My pinky Disney, she call it Goofy. Taylor Gang, Coke Boyz, this my call of duty Got 94 versace frames and a baby coogi. I got the block, ain't pay you niggas no man Now a nigga cleaned up, I look good, don't I? Two and a few, me and chinx the same First thing we got in common never speak a name That's Taylor Gang, Coke Boyz You hear dem chains, you ain't making no noise That's off with your top, like the roof gone Stepping out on these niggas, put my shoes on. Trippy stangs, business on my brain Perfect in my lane, I woke up early in the, early in the game. Different lanes, but it's all the same Just the other day, I woke up early in the, early in the game. Then I floated off, then I hit the weed, then I drop that top, disregard that speed That's a pricey watch, now I rolled up my sleeve You nigga's sleeping, but I woke up early in the game. |
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Feb 07, '17 23:36 | |
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Nobody SpeakDJ Shadow/Run The Jewels Picture this I am crack We the best Hey, you wanna hear a good joke? Nobody speak, nobody get choked Get running I rob Charlie Brown, Peppermint Patty, Linus and Lucy Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey Only facts I will shoot a What more can I say? We top billin' it Murderers try to hurt us we curse them and all their children So tell beggin' Johnny and Mommy to get the fuck away Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey |
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| Reply by: IslaCrawford at Feb 08, '17 22:13 | |
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Where are your lyrics at DotBoom?
Oh My Darling Don't CryOh my Fuck the law, they can eat my dick, that's word to Pimp Tip-toe on the track like a ballerina Life is hell, death's a bitch I fuckin' rap Oh my We run this spot like a Chinese sweatshop Handle me wrong I'm snappin' Megablast, I'm mega lit Runnin' the jewels of the game Oh my |
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| Reply by: IslaCrawford at Feb 09, '17 21:52 | |
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http://www.azlyrics.comATMOSPHERE LYRICS"The Abusing Of The Rib" [Slug]
I wanna follow the footprints across my lover's stomach I wanna call out her name before I plummet I wish I had a map of the terrain so I could step around the landmines Avoid the beasts under the bed that bring their bad times I wanna find this here so-called treasure The pleasure, the trinkets, the never-ending weekends Acknowledging that I'm still just a piece of the sequence But seein' these different footprints got me needin' to show my weakness The timeline, the time zones, I cross them with my eyes closed Memorized the landmarks and learned the cycles The weather patterns, how the seasons affect The East and the West of each region learned the cycles Forget about the fact that many trails have been tracked Maybe it's a plus that there's a path If this was some uncharted land I'd have to be a smarter man Willing to travel the farthest to unravel the harvest And natural resources are unlimited Exploration only requires some desire and initiative Take your time and find the right way to climb It ain't safe to play games with nature's mind If I could show you, you would never leave it And if I could show you, you would never leave it If I could show you, you would never leave it And if I could show you, you would never leave it If I could show you, you would never leave it And if I could show you, you would never leave it If I could show you, you would never leave it And if I could show you, you would never leave me. I wanna ride a train up my lover's arm, destination the brain Then climb out and find out what's going on Cut through trees and ride through rocks And synchronize the universal sun dial to my watch I've seen a lot, but not quite as much as her The top went of the memory and her imagination blurred I know she's been put through hell, I can feel it And I know she's touched heaven as well, trying to steal it It came on and it taught her a song It's strung her along and it caught her when their god was gone Now to the break of dawn she wants to feel that fix And all the family and friends is trying to seal them lips I'm not dumb, I can hear that train come from miles away I'm setting obstacles to stop the arrival I'm gonna blow up that iron in wood rogue From what I understood those be the aura fits of his survival My recital yet another tantrum Because she's highly excitable swinging wings of red nova Happy endings always off to a bad start Addictive voyeurism to the trackmarks And if I could show you, you would never leave it [fades until end] |
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Feb 11, '17 01:17 | |
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"Deer Wolf" (7 summers old lovely like I told...)
I know a lotta people but not many that I trust And outta those I trust not many I would touch They say I talk in circles but I write it line by line And if I don't really know you I'ma lie and say I'm fine And I spit rhymes hoping that someone who thinks like me Related to the emotions interlocked within the phyche Spit rhymes to catch chicks to catch hope To catch that ear of the kid who says 'damn that shit is dope' (damn that shit is dope) Not to mention I love the attention Went from hidin in the boxcars to drivin the engine And I sit in the same chair under the same light Round the same time a night when I write Probably will for life 25 and I ain't gettin any younger Living to survive can you spare a penny brother? Now in the name of all world wide rhyme sayers I'ma drive pass ? park and spray the soccer players [CHORUS] How many licks does it take to get to the center of your universe? [4X] (let thy moon arise while I close my eyes...) Finally finalize the line by line of tryin to climb in between your minds thighs Self esteem watch it grow like mold Watch the loads it holds As the soul unfolds Track my faith as I wade through a pack a day Have to wait call me back next saturday Pass the steak I'ma about to stick this vampire Touch the heart and lay the carcass on the campfire Burn baby burn and take your cents with ya If the shoe don't fit ya remove it to lose the business Get the car started warm it up for the journey Wake up abuse and shake of the blues And make stops to fill the tank stops to urinate Stops to meditate and let the thoughts resonate Stops to celebrate stops just for heavens sake Stops in an attempt to make the bad shit and get it straight The ashma regualtes the breath control so thanks for the tapes And eat your vegetables and yo I write it for me and if you like it that's love And if you don't that's life cause life don't like slug [CHORUS] Its the super unleaded imbedded within my head trips Kept it in check with the skeptics and the essense when it Festers infection fills with fluid Apply the pressure it burts to satisfy the thirst 20/20 sight so I got no excuse my soul is broken lose from over use Tell me who can hold the noose while I make certain it fits me Judgement first impresstion naturally shifty Each one tried to teach one when it begun Struggling for freedom tryin to build a kingdom Now your sippin Segrums tryin to fix a threesome Between you your girl and that freak with the nissan Wheels keep spinning accelerator sticks So sugar up the coffee and celophane your dick And lace the spliff and make sure that dosage is right Cause lifes a bitch (lifes a bitch) and I'ma hold it tight [CHORUS] |
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| Reply by: DotBoom at Feb 11, '17 01:43 | |
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