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• Melody Calling (Album: "Melody Calling" (2013)) (THE VACCINES LYRICS)
• Teenage Icon (Album: "Come Of Age" (2012)) (THE VACCINES LYRICS)
• Teenage Icon (Album: "Come Of Age" (2012)) (THE VACCINES LYRICS)

Melody Calling (Album: "Melody Calling" (2013)) (THE VACCINES LYRICS) Posted: 26 Feb 2014 02:58 AM PST . Oh I, How could I go on with it much further? I didn�t think that it would go any further, But now it has and it�s making me nervous, A wonderful motion, That is carrying in your every notion, Oh I, I think I might be losing my mind Because when I hear a melody calling, It's your melody calling? Isn�t anyone calling? Melody calling Melody calling [x4] Oh I (Oh, I) I just hear the undeniable order, I hear it coming while you are colder I hear it moving and cooling the border, And crossing the ocean, And carrying your every notion Oh I, I think, I might be losing my mind Because when I hear a melody calling, It's your melody calling Isn�t anyone calling? Melody calling Melody calling [x4] Oh, when I hear a melody calling, It's your melody calling Isn�t anyone calling? Melody calling Melody calling [x4] Melody calling [x4] . .

Teenage Icon (Album: "Come Of Age" (2012)) (THE VACCINES LYRICS) Posted: 26 Feb 2014 02:21 AM PST . Oh look at me so ordinary, no mystery, with no great capabilities, But I could make out as if I had it but you know, God I'm so obvious and I should let it go, oh I don't know. I'm no teenage icon, I'm no Frankie Avalon, I'm nobody's hero. Reserved and shy, your average guy, No piercing stare, just out of shape with messy hair, But I always figured I was somebody in wait, And now I'm guessing that my moment must be late cause I'm here, oh I'm no teenage icon, I'm no Frankie Avalon, I'm nobody's hero. I'm not magnetic or mythical, I'm suburban and typical, But I got it, I got it I'm overrun with it all. Seductive charm a way with words so effortless Not leather clad or dangerous, But I always did it like a real rebel would, I had a photo where John Lennon may have stood, or so I'm told. I'm no teenage icon, I'm no Frankie Avalon, I'm nobody's hero. [x2] . .

Teenage Icon (Album: "Come Of Age" (2012)) (THE VACCINES LYRICS) Posted: 26 Feb 2014 02:20 AM PST . Oh look at me so ordinary, no mystery, with no great capabilities, But I could make out as if I had it but you know, God I'm so obvious and I should let it go, oh I don't know. I'm no teenage icon, I'm no Frankie Avalon, I'm nobody's hero. Reserved and shy, your average guy, No piercing stare, just out of shape with messy hair, But I always figured I was somebody in wait, And now I'm guessing that my moment must be late cause I'm here, oh I'm no teenage icon, I'm no Frankie Avalon, I'm nobody's hero. I'm not magnetic or mythical, I'm suburban and typical, But I got it, I got it I'm overrun with it all. Seductive charm a way with words so effortless Not leather clad or dangerous, But I always did it like a real rebel would, I had a photo where John Lennon may have stood, or so I'm told. I'm no teenage icon, I'm no Frankie Avalon, I'm nobody's hero. [x2] . .

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Wheel Of Fortune (Album: "Strike Gently" (2013)) (THE VIRGINS LYRICS) Posted: 25 Feb 2014 09:52 PM PST . I got ugly clothes and my windows down Oh when the fall wind blows, I'm gonna leave this town I had an old man doctor with a strong right hand Oh when he closed that [?] he left the locks open Now, no matter where I go I'll always be [?] Baby come home and take my hand in the night What do you got to keep you hanging round? When the tide is rising And the moon is bright We can turn that wheel of fortune around We can turn that wheel of fortune around Had a job out west, playing background scene Oh when I cash my check, I'll crash this love machine I met a game show quiz man, and his boyfriend too Oh but his card said nothing, well they look for you Now, I've got to feel again Your hot feet on my skin Baby come home and take my hand in the night What do you got to keep you hanging round? When the tide is rising And the stars are bright We can turn that wheel of fortune around We can turn that wheel of fortune around At night when I'm trying to sleep I see your trail of waste blowing in slow motion I try, but I can't touch your face I hold it next to me And I wake up, no And I know one day you'll walk my way Just smiling as you say Baby come home and take my hand in the night What do you got to keep you hanging round? When the tide is rising And the moon is bright We can turn that wheel of fortune around We can turn that wheel of fortune around . .

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Boy Meets Girl (VARSITY FANCLUB LYRICS) Posted: 25 Feb 2014 12:00 AM PST . See when I saw this pretty young thing She was hangin with her girls she was sippin a slurpee Brown eyes that caught me off guard So I walked up to her friend Said I would like to meet Take her out to eat And sweep her off her feet Can you arrange it please And she said when you wanna meet her meet her When boy meets girl You can stay up til the morning never gets boring When boy meets girl You can spend all night kissin lovin each minute When boy meets girl Something inside of you just changes When boy meets girl When boy meets girl Havin fun at one of her friends cribs Watchin the sun come up there's no sleepin Holdin hands on top of the roof she said With you I think I found a good thing Were havin lots of fun she takes a piece of gum And puts it on her tongue said can you kiss me please And I said I'm really glad I met ya met ya When boy meets girl You can stay up til the morning never gets boring When boy meets girl You can spend all night kissin lovin each minute When boy meets girl Something inside of you just changes When boy meets girl When boy meets girl Ooh oh you can stay up (you can stay up) When boy meets girl Ooh oh you can stay up (you can stay up till the morning) When boy meets girl You can talk all night and be yourself Don't have to hide those feelings that you felt Checking your inbox when you get home You send a goodnight text up on the phone (when boy meets girl) When boy meets girl You can stay up til the morning never gets boring When boy meets girl You can spend all night kissin lovin each minute When boy meets girl Something inside of you just changes When boy meets girl When boy meets girl When boy meets girl You can stay up til the morning never gets boring When boy meets girl You can spend all night kissin lovin each minute When boy meets girl Something inside of you just changes When boy meets girl When boy meets girl Yea when boy meets girl Ooh when boy meets girl . .

Maybe This Is Love (VARSITY FANCLUB LYRICS) Posted: 24 Feb 2014 03:19 AM PST . [Verse 1] Girl I can't even lie when I look into your eyes I get this weird feeling inside It's kinda crazy cause I ain't never had this kind of feeling in my life And I can't even sleep sometimes Wake up late at night with you be on my mind I can't get you out no matter how I try Cause baby you're so fly [Chorus] Maybe this is love I feel it in your touch I just can't get enough of you baby Wait a minute I'm saying Maybe this is love There's something between us I just can't get enough of you baby Wait a minute I'm saying Maybe this is love [Verse 2] Something about your eyes, your hair, your smile, you drive me wild Girl, so beautiful and you're all mine I'm the luckiest man in the world And you're so picture perfect Stole my heart girl but you're so worth it I can't get you out my mind No matter how hard I try This is love [Chorus] Maybe this is love I feel it in your touch I just can't get enough of you baby Wait a minute I'm saying Maybe this is love There's something between us I just can't get enough of you baby Wait a minute I'm saying Maybe this is love [Bridge] Maybe this could be This could be yeah Maybe this could be This could be Let me tell you girl Maybe this could be This could be yeah Maybe this could be This could be Oh! [Chorus] Maybe this is love I feel it in your touch I just can't get enough of you baby Wait a minute I'm saying Maybe this is love There's something between us I just can't get enough of you baby Wait a minute I'm saying Maybe this is love . .

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You And Your Blues (Album: "A Different Kind Of Truth" (2012)) (VAN HALEN LYRICS) Posted: 24 Feb 2014 01:02 AM PST . Ain�t no Red House over yonder. No Stormy Monday waits for you. Ain�t no Midnight Train To Georgia and I'm not Looking For The Truth. And I�ll tell you what I�m getting rid of next: You and your blues. Yes I am. Your bad mood's permanent. Communication Breakdown. Like watching someone reinvent their 19th Nervous Breakdown. Woman, you suffer from a color. I suffered �cause of you. Now everybody�s suffered �cause of you and your blues. Ain�t goin� down to no Crossroads. Ain�t gonna Dust No Broom. No Evil Woman got a hold on me. Ain�t Going To Heaven anytime soon. Your bad mood's permanent. Communication Breakdown. Like watching someone reinvent their 19th Nervous Breakdown. Woman, you suffer from a color. I suffered cause of you. Now everybody�s suffered. I�m done with coexisting. This is heavy lifting. No more growing codependent over you. And baby while we at it i�ve had it with you and your blues. [solo] Woman, you suffer from a color. I suffered cause of you. Now everybody�s suffered. Woman you suffer from a color and I suffered 'cause of you. Now everybody�s suffered. Now everybody�s suffered �cause you and your blues. . .

Put The Gun Down (Album: "Til The Casket Drops" (2012)) (ZZ WARD LYRICS) Posted: 23 Feb 2014 04:42 AM PST . Ooh, ooh, I got ten fingers to the sky, My back to the wall, my white flag high, Hair, lips, just like a gun, She's got silver bullets on her tongue, He's deep under her spell, I'm screamin' out, but it just won't help, I think I'm cursed, I had him first, Oh, Adeline, have mercy You don't wanna break my heart, Take what's mine, don't hurt me, Steal my money, steal my car, Don't take my man, don't take my man, I said, don't take my man 'cause you know you can, Put the gun down, ooh, Put the gun down, ooh, She stole my man, took him from me, She's got crimson eyes, a screamin' body, Face is young, she must taste sweet, She drops those panties to her knees, Walkin' on my happy home, She won't give up until I'm gone, I think I'm cursed, I had him first, Oh, Adeline, have mercy, You don't wanna break my heart, Take what's mine, don't hurt me, Steal my money, steal my car, Don't take my man, don't take my man, I said, don't take my man 'cause you know you can, Put the gun down, ooh, Put the gun down, ooh, Put the gun down, put the gun down, Put your finger on the trigger now, Put it down, put it down, Put it down, put it down, Put the gun down, put the gun down, Or I'mma set fire to the whole damn house, Put it down, put it down, Put it down, put it down, Whoa, oh, Adeline, Oh, Adeline, have mercy, You don't wanna break my heart, Take what's mine, don't hurt me, Steal my money, steal my car, Don't take my man, don't take my man, I said, don't take my man 'cause you know you can, Put the gun down, ooh, Put the gun down, ooh, Put the gun down, ooh, Put the gun down, ooh, Put the gun down. . .

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• 365 Days (Album: "Til The Casket Drops" (2012)) (ZZ WARD LYRICS)
• Listen To Me Now (Album: "From The Bottom 2 The Top" (2010)) (8BALL & MJG LYRICS)
• Not Tonight (Album: "From The Bottom 2 The Top" (2010)) (8BALL & MJG LYRICS)

365 Days (Album: "Til The Casket Drops" (2012)) (ZZ WARD LYRICS) Posted: 23 Feb 2014 01:21 AM PST . Your clothes out on the blacktop Scattered suits on the street Frames and broken pictures in the mid-September heat We set these nights on fire So hot, we burned it down Now all that's left of us is ashes on the ground I told you back in June You knew damn well what I would do Three hundred sixty five days You been making me wait So keep your two-timing games It's a lot of too late The summer's over, over, over Over, over, over Drop your keys from six stories Shout out "It's raining green" Don't tell lies in heaven or an angel will get mean Diamonds and white gold watches Watch how fast they will sore You always said you wanted to give back to the poor I told you back in June You knew damn well what I would do Three hundred sixty five days You been making me wait So keep your two-timing games It's a lot of too late The summer's over, over, over Over, over, over I won't be your debutante Won't be the fool to your savant I can't fix your cracked up dreams While the leaves fall off these trees I won't spend the winter nights Holding on to would and right You might break your words real fast But mine are made to last Three hundred sixty five days You been making me wait So keep your two-timing games It's a lot of too late The summer's over, over, over Over, over, over Three hundred sixty five days You been making me wait So keep your two-timing games It's a lot of too late The summer's over, over, over Over, over, over now Over now . .

Listen To Me Now (Album: "From The Bottom 2 The Top" (2010)) (8BALL & MJG LYRICS) Posted: 22 Feb 2014 10:54 PM PST . [Verse One:] I have no face, I have no body, I have no heart I have no soul I don't care if you're young if you're old Here's my mission, I'm out to get them, those who be slippin Creepin, while they be creepin, I be enterin into them, silently, violently, that's not me Quietly, you'll never know I'm in your blood stream Swimming, I been injected, now you're infected And when you find me here it will be worse than you expected Temptation, that's how I get in, that's how I got in Information, is what you lackin, now I'm attackin Your mind, and body functions, don't seem to function Somethin, ain't how it used to be and it's because of me Killin you, cold-blooded murderer The bible told the world I would be here and now I'm servin ya Along with the floods mass destruction and wars You can listen to me, but the choice is yours [Chorus: (sample from Goodie Mob's "Cell Therapy")] "Listen to me now, believe me later on" I knew I should've had my jimmy hat strapped on "Listen to me now, believe me later on" There's a message to my madness it's more than just a song "Listen to me now, believe me later on" My fantasy was fulfilled, but my life is still gone "Listen to me now, believe me later on" I'm rolling through your skin cuttin corners in your bones [Verse Two:] I got no concious, killing by the bunches, how can I see with no eyes? The protected people I'm taking em by surprise, I despise any type of Doctor, thinking he can stop a Epidemic built across the nation, can't stop temptation listen who in the hell gonna stop you when, I get in your mind then tell you squats with a girl I'm bein, hit a broad from behind, I'm all up in the walls of the womb, your doom is incognito You constantly putting your life in my hands, thinking you didn't see no evidence that made it irrelevant I'm hangin out up in the system On the scene mean stuffed in them jeans, is how she did them If it was up to me I'd get with you all, but I really don't pick em How one by one she lures them in, I'm the one who tricks them Your coffin sealin temperature chillin the silent killer I done sucked a whole life, twice the cells of Mike's Thriller If a victim want to be loved, gun and will travel Anywhere with any broad, the buster now you ain't grabbin me ta [Chorus:] "Listen to me now, believe me later on" I knew I shoulda told him to put a condom on "Listen to me now, believe me later on" There's a message to my madness it's more than just a song man "Listen to me now, believe me later on" My fantasy was fulfilled but my life is still gone "Listen to me now, believe me later on" I'm rolling through your skin cutting corners in your bones [Verse Three:] Lord tell me why was I born in the days of bloodshed Players and neighborhoods full of the walking dead Poison is cooked, and smoked, and shot into our veins Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous echo through our brains Misguided, the big picture over the small picture That's how the devil makes a man interpretate the scripture Rotten, born dead into a sea of sinners Young girls are pros, before they can become beginners Booty shakers sellin sex to pay they college tuition Jealousy, send our brothers on straight pistol missions And in the midst of the drama mama can I save ya Now you remember all the hell she went through tryin ta raise ya But it's too late for that, in this predicament You shoulda been thinking of this when you was flickin it, stickin it But who am I? Just another man running his mouth Giving you something to think about, my time is up, I'm out If you ain't realized by now, the description of the topic here is AIDS Several amounts of times I will appear on the front page Never be thinking about the filthy hoes in which I've laid Down deep in the dungeons next to the devil is where I stayed Never be thinking about the backs I rode and what I weighed Now everything that's important in your life is just a daze Being a damn fool trying to prove you wasn't afraid Wasn't intending to do it but yet and still at times you made moves within the game that should never have been played Whether you old or whether it struck you at an early age No difference between the two, cause they both in the same stage Curiosity killed the cat the cat was standin in front of the gauge It seems the whole subject keeps the world within a daze Well this is the fact, that some of these people be thinkin they can't be fazed Worldwide plague slowly turning into a rage Up and down side to side heterosex and gays need to [Chorus:] "Listen to me now, believe me later on" I knew I should've had my jimmy hat strapped on "Listen to me now, believe me later on" There's a message to my madness, it's more than just a song man "Listen to me now, believe me later on" My fantasy was fulfilled, but my life is still gone "Listen to me now, believe me later on" I'm rolling through your skin cuttin corners in your bones "Listen to me now, believe me later on" I knew I should have told him to put a condom on "Listen to me now, believe me later on" There's a message to my madness, it's more than just a song "Listen to me now, believe me later on" My fantasy was fulfilled, but my life is still gone "Listen to me now, believe me later on" I'm rolling through your skin cuttin corners in your bones . .

Not Tonight (Album: "From The Bottom 2 The Top" (2010)) (8BALL & MJG LYRICS) Posted: 22 Feb 2014 10:50 PM PST . [Eightball:] Close your eyes image just you and I alone No instigators or player haters in our zone It's on, we bone like two high school kids Breathing fast pumpin' hard through the night and then Watch the sun rise cheefin' on a cigarillo Urge got your head feeling fluffy like a pillow You know, what I like ain't no sense in hesitating Sex for breakfast forget the eggs and the bacon Leave you shakin', wishing I could be your man In the park holding hands with the kids in the van On a sunday eating icecream at the zoo And everything I do, in someway involves you I be a crazy man to tell you no if you asked That don't mean I'm gonna be your trick and spend all my cash On your ass, but we can chill and do it right But that husband and wife hype baby not tonight [Hook:] Living a players life, woah I be everywhere Meeting all kind of women but ooh I'm playin' too hard to get We can wine and dine till the morning light But if you're trying to keep me baby I can do it not tonight [MJG:] Are you prepared for the creep 5 or sleep by So ain't no need for you to teach I we each lie Amoungst the sheets, and curiosity now waht you gone do? Your clothes recieved by my butler that's providing for you The luxury of my cottage covered up in the cut Look ou the window baby lakeside, swans and ducks Way outta touch with that fast lane Keepin' it slow not here to critize The last man brother for fo sho' it's time You know baby space ain't hard to find And eventually you gonna want yours like I'm a need mine Indeed I'm impressed by your charism and charm Everytime we do our thang you straight deliver the bomb You got me sprung, sometimes but not I'm shakin' it off Let's put some slack up in this thang instead of breakin' it off The chandalears in the atmosphere doin' me nice But I told you once don't make me tell you twice Baby read me lips, not tonight [Hook] [Eightball:] You be all in my mix talkin' bout "I be your fix" Baby I ain't in the mood for no games and tricks I got game, but I ain't ever had one like you I mean one like you that makes me do what I do But I don't wanna be your man or your confidon If you don't fake the funk with me baby I won't front Makin' love to a body in the dark is cool And it's gone be somebody else if it don't be you [MJG:] True, laced out in pure silk my mind don't tilt I got the AC kinda bumpn' cover yourself with this quilt Now free your mind, time like this is good but understand I'm a man of plenty thangs and plenty plans Rather than, your average, sit around do nothing brother Stuck on having his Wrong way one way or the other, the vibe was right Your laid back conversation was tight So was the candle light the cruise and the flights But not tonight [Hook] . .

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Forever (feat. Lloyd) (Album: "Living Legends" (2004)) (8BALL & MJG LYRICS) Posted: 21 Feb 2014 09:42 AM PST . Ooh la la Bangladesh.. Hey... [Hook - Lloyd] See a nigga like me gonna get money til I get rich Ride with a couple hundred G's in a biscuit Stay down for whatever forever hustle with my misfit homes And soon you gonna see just how crunk this shit be once we get rich Til then its back to hustling with my misfits Deep, on a creep, fifty songs tucked under the prone.. Fifty songs tucked under the prone [MJG] I keep a big old nigga beater heater Its in the trunk of my four-door and my two seater I'm make them say skeeter skeeter Keep up and grab the ball back just like I'm Derek Jeter I know you want to fuck my hoe but you too scared to meet her See you ain't got enough bread to even start to treat her The way a pimp did, and in the bed I'm even sweeter I hustle, I got more Franklins in me than Aretha If I had Oprah Winfrey I would marry her and keep her I spit as much knowledge as preachers and teachers Just as long as the message reach us we all fill up the bleachers I'm the MJG, I get in yo' shit I ain't trying to run yo' clique, that be your friend so quick Come on, where my money, let me hit the stage Fuck them long interviews, just give us the front page Black G apostrophe S us, forever bust Them lyrics that make the people say that he got nuts [Hook] [Eightball] Yeah man.. Sticky weed kicking in, big Ball steppin in Straight flying when I hustle, that's how I represent Bounce, if you feeling what I'm spitting up in your ear hole I been rocking mics since I was 17 years old Smoking up, drinking up, kicking dust, and fucking up Everybody want a piece and we ain't got enough for us Yeah, I touched a brick or two, pounds I done smoked a few Got my bread and didn't do what the fuck I was supposed to do Money blinds players, turns them into evil spirits Niggas die trying to live out these old rap lyrics I try to give it to them just how it come to me Real and unedited, not how it be on T.V Be myself and don't be what those haters want me to be Take the good the bad hit my knees set me free Make the bad good, put that on my leather and wood Cinderella with my fellas deep off in the hood Nigga [Hook] [MJG] You need to stop sticking your hand out and trying to fold it Turn around the broom handle and trying to hold it It's plenty dirt to be swept, and leaves to be raked Now you need to leave from my face, take heed to mistake That you just made, thinking a player could get played Thinking that a rapper could get wrapped and phone tapped My whole life I learned the hard way to spot liars And it seems like its usually the ones that's right by ya FIRE! [Eightball] Jumping up out the tip with pistols sittin up Fuck me? Watch my gun skeet like its bussing nuts 'Cept when it hit your cheek it burn then it split your cheek Then come out the back of your head, now your just a memory Graphic how I got it illustrated, rated triple X Niggas want to be the king, I don't give a fuck who's best Just watch your mouth, talking down in the south I'm gonna let my nuts hang and start punching clowns out [Hook] . .

Don't Make (Album: "Living Legends" (2004)) (8BALL & MJG LYRICS) Posted: 21 Feb 2014 09:33 AM PST . [Chorus 2x] Don't make (Don't make) Me Kill (Me kill) No motherfucking body in here (in here) I'ma shoot (I'ma shoot) Three shots (Three shots) Somebody done made me hot (me hot) You Got Me Fucked Up We Shoot Guns and Hit Targets Meat Market Yall Haters Up Who Start Shit MJ Ripping Holes In Bodyguards Outta Line Polices and boys Who They Party Hard And When The Party Started I Thought We Was All Chillin I Figured Everybody Would Be Leaving here all living You Standin To Close Partner You Askin To Much Baby You Need To Get From Round Me Befor our clique go crazy (8-ball) Yea maine these niggas coming round talking bout they hot but they not fucking with fatboy mj nigga we the truth holla at playa maine streets or the booth we popping at you haters main Soft as niggaz, make they chin hit the flo off brand niggaz take they chesse and they hoe mafio (mafio) niggaz know (niggaz know) when them real live G's hit the dow (hit the dow) [Chorus 2x] [8 Ball] I gotta 22 not much bigga than my fanga a when chesta pistol grip pump us a head ranga a two shot daraga nine lil milana abig fourty glock just call me the gun slanga some ak's spray to kill the front line one hundred and thirty dead from squeezin' off one time all you mu-fuckin' who gappin' fly lip let it rip don't slip I'm workin' wit five clips [MJG] We fifty deep and err nigga wit me got they ice on lil nigga that a break yo face like Roy Jones crushin' bones when it's on we ain't never scaed them memphis boyz be so serious when it's bout that bread kidnap family members them niggaz don't leave no witness they all love a gansta that shit be so addictive when we pull up they know who we are by ther we blowing big and you know Diddy he gon buy the bar [Chorus 2x] [MJG] Take yo vest off from blowin' yo kneck off and eyes out high speed chase I follow you to yo hide out shot yo fuckin' ties out don't try to ride now what happen to the base in yo voice you just cryin' now I thought you was a man you starting to look fine now a grim we been lookin' for you in boyz time now then blow the wrong shit out of the right side of yo head maine ain't noway for retaliation when U's a dead man [8 Ball] Not a scread maine we keep off the frame we staying away from lames we runnin' the whole game I do it like a G you ain't fuckin' wit me 8 ball, MJG we reppin' for Tennessee wit murder and homicide the day niggaz die the day niggaz ride and don't need a reason why it's money and the power the week they get devowered them boyz they disrespect wit bullets they get showered [Chorus 2x] . .

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Pimp Hard (Album: "Space Age 4 Eva" (2000)) (8BALL & MJG LYRICS) Posted: 20 Feb 2014 07:15 AM PST . [Chorus: repeat 8X] Pimp hard .. pimp harder [Eightball] Big plush cadillac seats holding me up Bitches hatin' cuz I'm always doing big boy stuff Would will ill be grippin' in my big boy truck Back then at the club gettin' this big boy sucked Eightball, Mjg you know we can't be touched If its bout hennessy and weed you can link it to us If I feel you disrespectin' ima cock it and bust And MJG gon be right with me if that eight ain't enough [MJG] If Eight ain't enough Don't worry I got eight in the clip Eight for them hard looks And eight for that lip It was unnecessary That sort of punishment was less than very ugly Which was fucked up You wanted this you lucked up then Oh well some more shit I'm stuck up in Hey lets squash it Go sweep the dust up then Drink a shot I got a bitch you could drive a truck up in MJG pimp tight! And I got em [Chorus: 8X] [Eightball] We handle this shit like a pimp should I fuck with them niggaz who run the hood From the south to the east coast to the west I be puffin on that shit that gon be burnin' in yo chest See them hoes want a nigga who got bread These niggaz want a bitch you got that fire head And all I want is weed and money And mo' money The streets don't respect a nigga with no money [MJG] Ya poor dummy You should be spendin ya ho money When she offered you some You probably tell her "no honey" You to slow sonny What I'm spittin' gon make you know somethin' So the next time instead of just talking You could show something And most hoes is like casinos Pistol blow somethin' So anytime a bitch approach me I see some dope coming My main focus is tricks who be out ho huntin' But they don't get that pussy for free I make em owe somethin' [Chorus: 8X] [Eightball] I like them yellow dick women giving love to me Hugs and kisses disrespecting bitches cuz of me Always wanna sex with me no matter where we be All her friends do my friends and they do it for free Ok we smoke with them hoes and get em something to eat But any real nigga will just to drill baby Pimp hard or pimp harder for the millennium That paper out here for ya ima get me some [MJG] Hit a liquid some Tell my bitch to quick get the gun We got some shit to run so shut up and cut off the grits they done I want you up on your feet until they blitz the song Bitch you understand what I'm sayin' I'm the official one Mjg I pimp strong until the reasons gone Until it ain't no hojack left to spring the season on The niggaz who violated they still bleedin' on I be packs and shit sacks and the leavings on [Chorus: 16X] . .

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• Rumble In The Jungle (feat. Busta Rhymes, John Forte, Lauryn Hill) (Album: "April Showers" (2013)) (WYCLEF JEAN LYRICS)
• The Border (feat. Shakira) (Album: "April Showers" (2013)) (WYCLEF JEAN LYRICS)
• The Streets Are Like A Jungle (Album: "April Showers" (2013)) (WYCLEF JEAN LYRICS)

Rumble In The Jungle (feat. Busta Rhymes, John Forte, Lauryn Hill) (Album: "April Showers" (2013)) (WYCLEF JEAN LYRICS) Posted: 20 Feb 2014 01:17 AM PST . [Wyclef] (Come on) Root to the fruit More bass than Bootsy Collins You verses me Thats like Ali verses Foreman (a-ha) God's act, stand back and watch Devil's time out Can't be timed with no swatch watch Who I am, the black Abraham Zunga zunga zang, yellow man, Vietnam Add an extra bar as I spar with literature Taking kingdoms from tsars Winning more wars than the Moors [Forte] Hey, what's the deal? I seen the Devil spar with Allah Mathematics was the key to set my whole race free You might debate we, a refugee No harm hurt me Dying, thirsty from the struggle To my own hustle bubble On the low, woe is me To show the Free Bob right The righteous Asiatic thinker While Satan rob light Civilised like the Molly Burgundy, wildy rocking Seen the fifth when Ali clocked him John Forte will keep you locked in [Q-Tip] People all around You got to recognise and witness The Mister who swift enough to knock you out with Mic fitness Hands blistered from holding the mics tight Some say it's fright night Well throw the R after the F 'Cause I'm gonna take away your breath The bell rings and now it's just a daily operation Yo, you saw my lubrication You can see this occupation (The winner) Eh, you know we're from Q-Borough L-Booie and Clef the trainers, Prazwell promote the throw [Lauryn Hill] We used to bite bullets with the pig-skin casing Now we perfect slang like a gang of street masons (uh) Scribe check make connects True pyramid architects (yeah) Replace the last name with the X (X) The man's got a God complex But take the text and change the picture Watch Muhammad play the messenger like Holy Muslim scriptures Take orders from only God Only war when it's Jihad See Ali appears in Zaire to reconnect 400 years But we the people dark but equal give love to such things To the man who made the fam' remember when we were kings Blocks on fire (Block's on fire tonight) Fiends getting higher (uh-huh) Robbing blue collar (Hey yo we rob them blue collars) Killing for a dollar (Stick 'em up) Youths get tired (Ali ah yeah) We're dealing with them liars (Ali ah yeah) (We're dealing with too many liars) From Brooklyn to Zaire (uh-huh ah yeah) We need a ghetto Messiah (ah yeah come on) Send me an angel in the morning, baby Send me an angel in the morning, darling Send me Muhammad in the morning, baby Send me an angel in the morning, darling [Ali Shaheed Muhammad] Once the pen hits the pad it's danger To this I be no stranger Step inside the ring and I'll derange you (Come on) I'm hearing no comments Everyone looks dispondent Dejected, rejected similiar to Liston Catching lists Beat it, sonny My man is still the greatest in this To hell with Frazier yappin' about that negative shit Now listen, you can try and escape if you want to But ask yourself, who the hell you gonna run to Like Sade Abu you got a punch that I can sleep to Fugees, Tribe, Busta Rhymes forever coming through [Prazwell] We sing Amazing Grace over two dollar plate One roll snake eyes like Jake The Snake Many lies put up for stakes Wash our sins at the Great Lakes You and I cannot see eye to eye So therefore we cannot relate I'm here when I make myself crystal clear You fled to Cape Fear when I laced you in Zaire Tussle with a lasso in the Royal Rumble Seperate boys from men in the concrete jungle [Busta Rhymes] I remember when Cassius Clay flipped the script Taking trips to Zimbabwe Africans started calling the God Ali Bumbaye (so bwoy) It be the God stricken, God nutrition, lightly stricken (ha) Blow that make you feel like you was poison bitten Ha yo I'm 'bout to blister you and your sister Predicting every ass whipping before my fights my nigga This be your last warning once you walk past the doorman Ali and Foreman gonna lock ass until the morning Marvellous finances provided by Joseph Mobutu Special guests of honour like the Archbishop Desmond Tutu We watched the Rumble In The Jungle To see who be the targeted uncle to be the first to fall and fumble Nuff blows they gettong thrown, like solid milestones Internally shaking up niggas, imbalance your chromosones With the force of a thousnad warriors When I bust your ass identify me as the lord victorious Blocks on fire (You're a star) (Blocks on fire) Fiends getting higher (You're a star) Robbing blue collar (You're a star) (Yeah rob them blue collars) Killing for a dollar (You're a star) Youths get tired (You're a star) (Youths getting tired) We're dealing with them liars (You're a star) (We're dealing with too many liars) From Brooklyn to Zaire (You're a star) We need a ghetto Messiah . .

The Border (feat. Shakira) (Album: "April Showers" (2013)) (WYCLEF JEAN LYRICS) Posted: 20 Feb 2014 01:11 AM PST . He night is so young (the night is so young) The stars are so bright (the stars are so bright) [?] Gotta work on my seduction if you wanna get it on But if you think that I'm an easy catch, you're dead wrong Gotta work on my seduction if you wanna get it on But if you think that I'm an easy catch, you're dead wrong Can I buy you a drink? (Can't understand this part because of watermark) I'm Superman you can be my Lois Lane I don't care if you're the only single man on Earth Don't be sure you're getting lucky tonight Don't be Gotta work on my seduction if you wanna get it on But if you think that I'm an easy catch, you're dead wrong Patience ain't a friend of mine You and me (can't understand) If you wash it boy, let it dry, let it dry I got the recipe Gotta cook it slowly See I'm your remedy If you want to succeed Just let the girl take the lead (something) for just once in your life The night is so young (the night is so young) The stars are so bright (the stars are so bright) [?] Eh can I buy you a drink Still ain't changed your mind I got a plan To make you mine If you rush it I don't like it Don't you understand? All the good things Need some effort and take some time Gotta work on my seduction if you wanna get it on But if you think that I'm an easy catch, you're dead wrong Patience ain't a friend of mine You and me (can't understand) If you wash it boy, let it dry, let it dry I got the recipe Gotta cook it slowly See I'm your remedy If you want to succeed Just let the girl take the lead (something) for just once in your life The night is so young (the night is so young) The stars are so bright (the stars are so bright) [?] [?] I can see your inside Turn around girl, lemme see your backside Stop, I'm tryna be good, I'm tryna be good (Be good and I'll be the bad man) Steal your heart in the middle of the night and (something about hips) Shaki on the mic (something else about hips) Gotta work on my seduction if you wanna get it on But if you think that I'm an easy catch, you're dead wrong Gotta work on my seduction if you wanna get it on But if you think that I'm an easy catch, you're dead wrong Oh this is the place I'll die For we both, this is the place I drown my love . .

The Streets Are Like A Jungle (Album: "April Showers" (2013)) (WYCLEF JEAN LYRICS) Posted: 20 Feb 2014 01:06 AM PST . [Wyclef] One, two... One, two-One,two... Yo! [Chorus] Hey yo! The Streets Are Like A Jungle I'm countin' money in the jungle Hey yo! The Streets Are Like A jungle Guns go off in the jungle [Wyclef - Verse One] I tip my derby like Zorro Ain't no such things as war heroes Frontline planes fly by, like the sparrow (BLAOW!) My face hits the dirt, flashbacks of Vietnam Remind me of the L.A. riots, when it was on Fire hits the street, neon lights are bright My tank cuts the corner, enemies take flight (That's right!) Make no mistake, you can't have this cake it took too long to bake and you can't carry this weight, so move on These are the words of the elders Babysitters got caught with cocaine in a baby's diapers Explain that, in the form of a rap She got caught with vals, A-CRACK-A-LACK-A-LACK!!! Now I'm upset, I get back to the projects First one I blast was a usual suspect, a fiend In the alley, named Ricky Talked to a Det. rookie, gave him the info About the paliquo, and where he gotta go All he want in return is a Sony stereo [Chorus 1x] [Wyclef - Verse Two] Hey yo my mind is my business so I'm... Minding my own, in the club 'til this girl said, "Let me see your telephone" I passed her my celly She called her girl Mary And said that she just broke up with her nigga out in D.C. She needs a new honey, in the city she gets lonely I finally figured out her man's locked up in a penatentary So tell me, what should I do when she gets off the phone? The devil said, "Clef, take her ass home!" God says, "Repect her, her man's in the pen" This kid pushed me from behind, "Yo, why you fuckin' with my woman?!!!" Then his girl looked at me, she winked! I blinked! Now he's coming up to me with the gorilla instinct Aww, cool-n-shit! I'm sittin' here eatin' shrimp Besides, I would hate for you to be a missing link He said, "Son, do you know who I am?! I'm no man, but one man who? The son of Sam!" I said you've got this wrong, I never sung your girl a love song He drew for his weapon, there's no more conversation Cock!Cock!Cock!Cock!Cock!Cock! He released! then breathe, His aim went off balance The music got tense That's when I knew I was in trouble! The street is like a jungle! I jumped behind the bar, but caught two in the ankle! POW! (Echo) . .

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O.G. Loko (Album: "The Flood" (2011)) (OF MICE & MEN LYRICS) Posted: 01 Feb 2014 06:19 AM PST . I'm coming in hot, I'm coming in fast, Take my time, Its so damn hard I'll make this last. I'm the artist, Paints in white, Your skin canvas, I'll leave you scratching, gasping, screaming, screaming I was lost, Until I found myself inside of you My friend, my love, my life, My... truth be told I would, Set my whole world on fire Just to watch it burn in your eyes Meet my dedication, inspiration It may be smothering you But you know its the truth [x2] Set my world on fire It caught spark in your eyes And now I could see myself with no other baby Ive had you so many times But you know I could never get enough of your love I could never get enough I could never get enough of your love Meet my dedication, inspiration It may be smothering you But you know its the truth [x2] I'm still here This is faithfulness at its finest . .

Ben Threw (Album: "The Flood" (2011)) (OF MICE & MEN LYRICS) Posted: 01 Feb 2014 06:18 AM PST . Loose lips sink ships, so I'll keep silent. Suggest your words stay in your mouth. It's never ending, the cycles ascending, People keep asking, I'm not here. I don't really think that you've ever walked A mile in my shoes. I don't really think that you know what I've been through. What I've been through All your life, I wish you would have learned to swallow your pride. And stop preaching, I know what you're thinking, You're so far above me, In your mind. All the power and glory forever, We share this together I will never, I will remember what I've become. I'm finding out, The only thing left to lose is time. With all these doubts, The worst parts behind me. Don't forgive me, please, I don't want this Only when I'm back at home, I will, Only when I'm back at home, I will, Don't forgive me, I'll forget you, Write this on the wall. You don't know what I've been through, I've been through, I've been through, I've been through. . .

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