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It's too real to be really right It's so real it kept me up all night A broken promise on the street of dreams Left us here all down on our knees With one shot And one bite the walls collapsed with a terrible fright Minute by minute day by day I feel this place is cromblin' away Hard T

Take or leave us, only please believe us We ain't ever gonna be respectable It's our occupation, we're a dancing nation We keep the pressure on every night Explanations are complications We don't need to know the where or why Taking chances, bold advances Don't care if you think we're out of line

Living in Babylon Living in Babylon Living in Babylon Run Babylon, Babylon, a free run Run Babylon, been afraid that you're gone Jah, Jah, have the strength, Jah is my helper Him I'll go crush don't give wicked The element have destroyed the population One nation with the foundation Unification for

And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson, Jesus loves you more than you will know God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson, Heaven holds a place for those who pray We'd like to know A little bit about you For our files. We'd like to help you learn To help yourself. Look around you. All you see Are sympathetic

i wanna be the Minority, i don't need your authority, down with the moral majority, cause i wanna be the Minority. i pledge allegiance with the underworld one nation under dog there of which i stand alone a face in the crowd unsung against the mold without a doubt singled out the onl

I've heard it before I'm straight out of line The image of malice With one evil mind I've got no excuse It's my alibi A victim of fashion Dressed to do or die Don't worry about me I'm not your misery A reject, no respect (I don't, I don't, I don't...) I don't want to be a conclusion Victim of conf

Wejo (4x) This is your life, its just begun. You have to fight, this crazy world. I can`t imagine, it`s not just fun, no. You must go on, and play the game. What ever you do, you` got to keep deffence. You` got, one life, you` got one heart. You` got one soul, you now the answer. We` got

Wejo Wejo Wejo Wejo This is your life, it's just begun You have to fight this crazy world I can't imagine, it's not just fun, no You must go on, and play the game Whatever you do, you got to keep defence You got, one life, you got one heart You got one soul, you know the answer We got to fight, fo

The world on your shoulders The love of your mother The fear of the future The best years behind you The world is getting older The times they fall behind you The need it still grows stronger The best years never found you The love of Richard Nixon, death without assassination The love of Richard

Well, here`s a little something for my people in the house I`m gonna tell you what my crew is all about We like raw rhythm fusion, real rhyme producin` songs for the world`s men, women and children Armed and equipped with much confidence and this is how we`re gonna make our living Some are kno

Hey, I really need a sunny day Hey, I need some heat to come my way Stuck in my room so lonely All the fun seems far away Does anybody hear me scream? Hey, I really need a sunny day Hey, I need some heat to come my way No doors no windows open Who has the key to let me out? Does anybody hear me scr

Gus The Theatre Cat" appears next. He`s an aged stage actor suffering from palsy, who worked with the greatest actors of his day. Gus tells of his greatest theatrical triumphs, and yearns to do it again. SOLO: Gus is the cat at the theatre door His name, as I ought to have told you before Is

Right up in here, is the sweet spot Stay right up in here, and don`t bend unda pre`sure Is that what it is? The cake will do Uhh, uhh uhh, the cake will do Tell em, fuck the shame, tell em Fuck the game, don`t let the game fuck you Check it out I - opened up shop at 13 Dimes, dubs, quarter sacks a

Spendin` too much time away I can`t stand another day Maybe you think I`ve seen the world But I`d rather see my girl I`m goin` home, I`m goin` home I`m goin` home, I`m goin` home I`m goin` home, bome, bome, bome-bome-bome, Home, bome, bome, bome, back home Yes, I am All those letters ev`r

Oh oh. Yeah. Shoo doo doo doo doo doo. Last night I saw you out hangin' with another girl. Tell me what that's all about. You used to be my world. Six days seven nights since we tried to say goodbye. But I'm still feelin' you. Can't get you off my mind. And I tried so hard to fight but I can't let

Two different types of Armageddon Bring your shit on What you been on Firearms with no pin on It`s been along Full force rapcommodores Rap dinosaurs See us in the back of Jeff Goldblum We storm your crews like typhoons in June Insert the harpoon and chill from early dawn till high noon You

Tell me..Woody..Tell me...Bring it on CHORUS: Tell me what you want baby I'll give you what you need Tell me what you want baby And that you shall receive (repeat) (WOODY) Anything is possible, anything can be, cause of all the things you like, I got what you really need, oooh

Bobby: Well, to begin with, I come from this quasi-middle-upper or upper-middle class, family-type-home. I could never figure out which but it was real boring. I mean, we had money - but no taste. You know the kind of house - Astroturf on the patio? Anyway my mother had a lot of card parties and wa

Whehe whehe mm Niggaz.. fuckin wit the wrong nigga.. [2Pac] My seductive introduction be specific, still elusive but exclusive's what I give you when I kick it, and I'm still lifted Niggaz can't get with Mr. Wicked Picture me flippin my adversaries, gettin the dick swiftly Niggaz are swingi

Intro: Itsty-Bitsy! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey a chicken head Bone legged, buckteeth butterfly! Verse 1: One for the money, two for the show Three I want a real big booty to go Check it, for the homies, five for the tricks And everybody down at the Motel Six I had seven girls and they all wa

Chorus: 2x In my race against time I (Gangsta) Runnin' through the red light Livin' my life Even if I'm gettin too high I'ma keep runnin' through the red light Livin' my life Ja Rule: God, why the hell am I here? Is it a blessin', or a painful lesson Of life and its directions? Dat

(Cold 187um) See it was seven o'clock and the sun had just set the crew rolled up and said it time to jet I was kinda hesitatin' cause it was nothing to do but we always find something to get into Total-Kaos broke out he said lets go to the movies he was paying so I wasn't being choosy jump

[Tony Sunshine] Ha Ha Ha Do you see me now you remember me the guy from the back of the class that used to where the glasses the one you used to laugh at look at me now brother do u like fruit well I'm chewin your girls nipples how do you like them apples asshole Chorus: Tony Sunshine I

My Soul - Coolio[Songtekst]
*Violins and pianos are heard, tapping, and a conductor clearing his throat to signal that he is ready* Chorus: Soul-oul-oul-oul-oul-oul-oul (My soul, my soul) My soul-oul-oul My soul-oul-oul (My soul) Soul-oul-oul-oul-oul-oul-oul (My soul) My soul-oul-oul (My soul) My soul-oul-oul Vers

That's great, it starts with an earthquake Birds and snakes, and aeroplanes And Lenny Bruce is not afraid Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn World serves its own needs, Don't mis-serve your own needs Speed it up a notch, speed, grunt, no, strength The ladder starts to clatter With a fear

I'm pushin for the single yo, c'mon Yo lock the door, uh huh Ya heard, uh, uh C'mon, yeah Y'all know who it is, or should I say what it is Uh, uh [Verse 1] All Drag do is fuck bitches, and drain his body Kickin bitches out the bed and sleep next to a shottie A bitch'll never get me pump,

[Intro] I ain't shit I ain't even go to college Matter of fact I ain't even think about goin' to college If I wasn't be doin' this music shit I don't what the fuck I'd be doin' [Verse 1- Bizarre] Ever since I was seven, I wanted to be a rap artist Ten years later, I'm still out here starvi

[Intro] Hey-ey-ey Hey-ey-ey Ooh [Verse 1] I'm the kind of girl who doesn't say a word Who sits at the curb and waits for the world But I'm about to break out, about to break out I'm like a crook tonight I caught you staring at me, and I was thinking clearly And now I'm like a bee and I'm hunting fo

Baby you take me so high Higher than anyone could ever fly You unintentionally make me try, try Harder we become in time, time You the only one who can make me cry Were inseparable, unstoppable, incredible, where MJ criminal Bonnie and Clyde Baby lets fly wherever you want tonight Shanghai, Dubai,

Now I`ma say this once again open up your mind Shot heard around the world came from our fresh rhymes The contribution to showbiz, mixed with entertainment Resurrected rhymes, not the same old same Now if you like what we came with And you feel you can sang wit it Peep the verbal language and

Up in the bar all smoking cigars While we were drinking Irish whiskey straight from the jar Talkin' 'bout them better days are not that far Whoever's coming back to mine you better bring the guitar You play a sad song, yea sing it from the heart Tell a sad story, yea tell it from the start Pass me o

"Hey Mama" [Chorus] (Hey Mama), I wanna scream so loud for you, cuz I'm so proud of you Let me tell you what I'm about to do, (Hey Mama) I know I act a fool but, I promise you I'm goin back to school I appreciate what you allowed for me I just want you to be proud of me (Hey Mama) [Verse

I'm through with standing in line to clubs we'll never get in It's like the bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win This life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be Tell me what you want I want a brand new house on an episode of Cribs And a bathroom I can play baseball in And a king s

[Chorus] [50 Cent] I`ll teach you how to stunt My wrists stay rocked up My TV`s pop up in a Maybach benz I`ll teach you how to stunt Nigga you can`t see me My bently GT got smoke gray tints I`ll teach you how to stunt My neck stay blinging, my rims stay gleaming, I`m shining man I`ll tea

[Chorus] [50 Cent] I'll teach you how to stunt My wrists stay rocked up My TV's pop up in a Maybach benz I'll teach you how to stunt Nigga you can't see me My bently GT got smoke-gray tints I'll teach you how to stunt My neck stay blinging, my rims stay gleaming, I'm shining man I'll tea