Song Lyrics by Demand

Archive for August, 2006

by DMX
from the album The Great Depression

You got a minute for your son, Father?
I need to talk I’m so tired of trying to run, Father
Let’s take a walk I’m so sorry for whut I’ve done, Father
It ain’t my fault The devil’s been on my back lately He’s like a hawk
You never give us more than we can handle But it’s gettin hard
And I’m a strong individual But i need you, God
A lot of things that I used to I don’t wanna
Runnin tha streets like i used ta
I know i’m gonna speak the word for you one day
Up in the light — Halleluiah!! — on Sunday
I thank you Lord for the blessings that you gave me
And for my life the blessings taht you have saved me
and for my wife
you have carried me `nuff times and that’s the truth
carried me through the rough times throughout my youth
and through it that i saw you was still wit me
i was that one lost sheep and you was comin to get me

[chorus]
lord, you got me like….. your luv got me like….
lord, you got me like…. your luv got me like….
lord, you got me like…. your luv got me like….
lord, you got me like…. your luv GOT ME LIKE….

i’m lookin at life a lil’ different now since you hugged me
and i always luved my people but now they luv me
thank you for the luv, Lord, we praise ya
Jacob, ascendents, from africa to asia
bleeding the blood of Christ over our life
Wrong or right just help us make it through the night
And we’ll shout your name in times of need
and times of joy and when we bleed
and when we are overcome with grief
you don’t have to tell me twice; i’ma take heed
and because of whut you’ve given me, i know you’ll deliver me
and i won’t drown no matter how deep the river be
you are the strength i never knew i had
kept my heart true when they told me you was bad
all praises due to you that’s why i had to dedicate sumthin new to ya
thank you lord

[chorus]

Uhhh i never knew a luv like this before
messin with the Thug Life, i missed it all
open up the doors and let me in
i’m done wit the cards so let’s begin
prayers that you give to me, i give to them
life is a blessing now you got me smiling
from inside of my heart when inside it was dark
and it doesn’t rain any more only sunshine
no pain anymore…. i really luv mine
you wash away the tears with the fears
i’m happier than i’ve ever been in my life, in thirty years
you know that
one day i’ll speak the word
you know that!
when i do, i will be hear
you know that!
you have me a permanenet smile
and you know this, Father, cuz i’m ur child!!

by Pink
from the album Missundaztood

Can’t keep me down
Can’t keep me down, down
Can’t keep me down
I said you can’t keep me down
You know you can’t keep me down
I said you can’t keep me down

Hey, hey, man! What’s your problem?
I see you tryin’ to hurt me bad
Don’t know what you’re up against
Maybe you should reconsider
Come up with another plan
Cuz you know I’m not that kinda girl
That’ll lay there and let you come first

Chorus:
You can push me out the window
I’ll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won’t give a fuck
You can hang me like a slave
I’ll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can’t keep me down, down, down, down

Can’t keep me down, down
Can’t keep me down, down, down
Can’t keep me down, down

Hey, hey, girl! Are you ready for today?
You got your shield and sword?
Cuz its time to play the games
You are beautiful
Even though your not for sure
Don’t let him pull you by the scar
You’re gonna get your feelings hurt

(Chorus x2)

Everywhere that I go
There’s someone waitin’ to chain me
Everything that I say
There’s someone tryin’ to short-change me
I am only this way
Because of what you have made me
And I’m not gonna break!

(Chorus until fade)

by Ginuwine
from the album The Life

This is for all you who are connected with
The two-way. Ya heard?

It’s a two-way street, it a two-way door
It’s a two-way life (Pick it up and two way me)
It’s a two-way sky it’s a two-way tel
It’s a two-way life, pick it up girl and hit m
Me

Girl it’s so easy, it ain’t as hard as you trying
To make it seem
All you gotta do is pick it up, compose a
Message straight to me
I won’t hear your voice but all you thoughts,
That’s what I sure will se
Go to and push them key, and tell me
All of them freaky things

(Now you got some choices to make, you got
them colorful girl one,
you got them black ones, platinum ones:well me?)
I prefer that platinum thing, to go with all my
platinum chains
Plus it’s hot to death I figure, plus I’m just
That platinum nigga

If it’s dark light it up, put ‘em up. Put ‘em up
If it’s closed, flip it up, in the club, beam me
Up

I got mine on vibe, so if you get me, I’ll feel you
I’ll call you back real quick, no lie better yet,
I’ll just reply

[Chorus]

I’ll be within reach baby, I’ll be right at your
Beck and call
Even if I’m with the fellas, or kickin it down at
The mall
Just type what you wanna say, go down to the
send and hit it
All your wants will be fulfilled, ’cause I’ll get it
In just a minute
( Yo , I want ya’ll to know though, it ain’t no lock
on this joint
So, if you not careful, you might get himmed
up knawmean)

I recommend if you play the game, don’t think
She won’t do the same
If you a playa know when to fold, the game is to be told,
not to be sold

If it’s dark light it up, put ‘em up. Put ‘em up
If it’s closed, flip it up, in the club, beam me
Up

Now I got mine on loud, if you get at me I’ll
Hear you
I reply back quick it’s true, betta yet I’ll just
come to you

by LL Cool J
from the album 10

ft. P. Diddy

[P. Diddy and LL ad lib for 19 seconds]

[LL Cool J]
I know a honey named Millie, raised out in Philly
Body so illy she make a grown man silly
A brainiac really she pretend she dilly
Like, "Why you always look at me like that, you feel me?"

[P. Diddy]
There’s a girl named Wendy, love black Bentleys
Nails in her mouth, stay tryin to tempt me
She rolls with her sister and they both real friendly
It wasn’t like that when my pockets was empty

[LL Cool J]
Shorty named Suzie, not quite a floozy
Let’s just say she has a problem bein choosy
Scarf on her doobie when she in the jacuzzi
On the celly with her man, "Love you – I’m at the movies"

[P. Diddy]
Bird named Chyna (baby where you find her)
Uptown, she wrote a map down with eyeliner
Hotness, two or three girlfriends behind her
(On Amsterdam, lay in the lane, dippin despite her)

[Chorus: P. Diddy and LL paraphrasing "Rappers Delight"]
So after school, I take a dip in the pool
Which is really, on the wall
I got a color TV, so I can see, the Knicks play basketball
And we talkin bout checkbooks, credit cards, more money
than a sucker, could ever spend
But I couldn’t give a what about them cats you with
Get your friends baby, jump in the Benz

[P. Diddy]
I got a judge named Donna, I call her Your Honor
Whylin out with the gavel and the silk pajamas (let’s go)

[LL Cool J]
And then there’s Tamika, the seargeant gets deeper
She turned the bass way up and wind on the speaker
Girl named Kelly, rhinestones in her belly
Curly red hair, crackin jokes in the telly
Game concealed, a female Machiavelli
Hopin and prayin that I ain’t ready for the jelly

[P. Diddy]
What about Asia (major flavor)
Can you feel it? Nothin can save ya
Once again I got ‘em catchin the vapors

[LL Cool J]
Mr. Smith bout to get this paper
Paparazzi, pleaase give me a minute
You’re pushin me to the limit, I know that I represent it
Be easy!

[P. Diddy]
Tammy, down in Miami
Fa’scheezy baby uhh, I see you at the Grammy’s

[Chorus]

[P. Diddy]
Everybody go – I wanna rock right now
LL and Diddy, we came to get down
Yes we’re internationally known
for making movies and the microphone
Cause we get crazy, I mean outrageous
You rollin with us? You rollin with flavor

Ask Penny, I call her Good’n'Plenty (why?)
Cause after the show, there’s nuttin open but Denny’s (oh yeah)
Maybe the waffle house, down South there’s many
She fix me a T-bone and take it to the Bentley

[LL Cool J]
Little Shaniqua, from Massapequa
Went and bought a beeper so I could reach her – anyway

[P. Diddy]
When you talk about Diddy and L
You talk about careers that’s hard to kill
The whole entire globe recognize the grill
Walkin down the red carpet we’re chilly chill!

[Chorus]

[P. Diddy]
Everybody go – I wanna rock right now
LL and Diddy, we came to get down
Yes we’re internationally known
for making movies and the microphone
Cause we get crazy, I mean outrageous
You rollin with us? You rollin with flavor

[short ad libs]

[Chorus]

Everybody go..
[LL] Friends to the end baby, y’knahmsayin?
[PD] Got history baby
[LL] Not even, no question about it
[PD] We won’t stop
[LL] Yeah never, word up, we keepin this money
[PD] 10
[LL] Oh yeah
[PD] 10
[LL] Rockin with my man, rockin with that Bad Boy cat
[PD] Uncle L
[LL] Rock the Bells
[PD] A.K.A., Black Elvis
[LL] P. Diddy
[PD] Diddy
[LL] Hottest man in the city
[PD] Y’all see it
[LL] Word up, please believe it
[PD] Smile at it, love it, embrace it
[LL] Ahh, grin baby, grin
[PD] Get used to it
[LL] That gettin money smile

by Gloria Estefan and Miami Sound Machine
from the album Let It Loose

they tell me you’re shy boy
but I want you just the same
don’t play innocent with me
you know it’s just not fun and games
when I look into your eyes
so much passion burns inside
but if you need some coaxing
I will do it
step by step there’s nothing to it

1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11 I’m just gonna keep on counting
until you’re mine

come out of your shell boy
you know we go like hand in glove
you’re afraid to giving in
but I’m never giving up on your love
and no matter what it takes
I will steal your heart away
take a chance for once you won’t regret it
want my love just come and get it

1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11 I’m just gonna keep on counting
until you’re mine

so no matter what it takes
I will steal your heart away
take a chance for once you won’t regret it
take my love just come and get it

1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11 I’m just gonna keep on counting
until you’re mine

1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11 I’m just gonna keep on counting baby
until you’re mine

1-2-3-4
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11

1-2-3-4
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11

by Red Hot Chili Peppers
from the album Red Hot Chili Peppers

On the city streets, I got the tunes in my pocket
I’ll play the Chili Pepper so the public can rock
Excuse me mister, won’t you hear my thought?
I play in a band, yeah, we’re called the Red Hots
While I’m away, boy, I’m afraid not
I’ve got no time to flick and talk
But this baby rocked out on the spot
She was a shakin’ and a kickin’ and that did a bit of tot
Her pop said no, but I just couldn’t stop
The killer had a case of tod the rock

But here’s a funky fact that I know is real,
The Red Hots have baby appeal
They dig a funky speil, they’ll make some speil
I say the Peppers have baby appeal
The funk mobile is the one we wheel
I’m overjoyed, we have baby appeal
We serve those tots in the funk mobile
I’m overjoyed, we have baby appeal

We stop the fire, we quench the heat
We groove the buttocks walking out in the street
‘cos that’s when in the store when who do we meet?
On a hop skip jump up a baby beat
She was a shakin’ and a kickin’ those itty bitty feet
The next thing you know was she got out of her bleat
Five thousand babies walkin’ out in the street
Well, that’s a serious sight for me and golly gee wizz!
I just can’t tell ya how much we did
Rockin’ right out for those itty bitty girls, right out

But here’s a funky fact that I know is real,
The Red Hots have baby appeal
They dig a funky speil, they’ll make some speil
I say the Peppers have baby appeal
The funk mobile is the one we wheel
I’m overjoyed, we have baby appeal
We serve those tots in the funk mobile
I’m overjoyed, we have baby appeal, so get down!

Got the tunes in my pocket…
Baby appeal…
Rock out!…
Play the chili, play the chili, play the chili…
Yes, we’re called the Red…Hots…

On the city streets, I got the tunes in my pocket
I’ll play the Chili Pepper so the public can rock
Excuse me mister, won’t you hear my thought?
I play in a band, yeah, we’re called the Red Hots
While I’m away, boy, I’m afraid not
I’ve got no time to flick and talk
But this baby rocked out on the spot
She was a shakin’ and a kickin’ and that did a bit of tot
Her pop said no, but I just couldn’t stop
The killer had a case of tod the rock

But here’s a funky fact that I know is real,
The Red Hots have baby appeal
They dig a funky speil, they’ll make some speil
I say the Peppers have baby appeal
The funk mobile is the one we wheel
I’m overjoyed, we have baby appeal
We serve those tots in the funk mobile
I’m overjoyed, we have baby appeal

by Gamma Ray
from the album N/A

Somewhere in the desert of the void
Beyond the wall
We’re the last survivors
We’re the ones who’ll never fall
Men inside the circle leave the night!
Darkness all around us
Not a single beam of light
All we have is our faith
Waiting for the fight
The time has come to break the outer wall

Grab your heart I’ll show you the way
Hold you head up high

High above at the edge of the world
We’re searching for glory and peace
When the time has come, you will see
Our return to the land of the free

Men inside the circle
Tell me what you feel and see
Delusions of reality
The mirror of your dreams

Hold you ground
And I’ll show you the way
Now hold your head up high

High above at the edge of the world
We’re searching for glory and peace
When the time has come, you will see
Our return to the land of the free

And when the cracks appear upon the wall
We know the moments here to see it fall
and as the sunlight appears again in our sky
no wall, no more, no more will darken our life

High above at the edge of the world
We’re searching for glory and peace
When the time has come, you will see
Our return to the land of the free

Now I must go
I’ll wait for you to follow
No turning back
But there’s a light
I’ve seen it all
Riding through never fall
When all is done
We must be one
I will return

The saviour is calling
He’s riding through the night
The only, the holy
Returning from the light
We fall to the ground and we pray
‘Cause he’s the only one
No demons left in this world
Since he has won
Oh hear what I say…

All men come
To see the king of the world
The time has come for everyone
The saviour stands for all of us
Now praise the one who’ll destroy
The evil abyss of the void

His armour
Still shining
Though it’s torn from fight
The brave man, redeemer
He brought us back to life
Oh yes he did

Now fall to the ground and pray
‘Cause he will come
No demons left in this world
Since he has won
Now, listen to what I say…

All men come
To see the land of the free
The time has come for everyone
The saviour stands for all of us
Now praise the one who’ll destroy
The evil abyss of the void

His armour, still shining
Though it’s torn from fight
The brave man, he battled
On through the night
His eyes they were gleaming like fire
And he’s prepared he’s the one
The young man
He raises his head
Up to the land
In the sun
Wherever my spirit may fly
Up to this heavenly fight
I know
That I will return from a mission
Beyond our skies – now

The saviour is calling
He’s riding through the night
The only, the holy
Returning from the light
We fall to the ground and we pray
‘Cause he’s the only one
No demons left in this world
Since he has won
Oh hear what I say…

All men come
To see the king of the world
The time has come for everyone
The saviour stands for all of us
Now praise the one who’ll destroy
The evil abyss of the void

by Silverchair
from the album Diorama

Across the night
It was the moon that stole my slumber
Across the night
I fell in love with people sleeping
And hugged a man’s arthritic shoulder

I fell tired, asleep in a golden ocean
Your eyes perspired, a spike in my fascination

I don’t mean to make you cry
But this feeling will run right through the night
And I’ll only make you cry with these feelings

Sleepless, untamed without a leash on the light around me

So let us be married and have another baby
Coz I don’t wanna be lonely I just wanna be alone
Yeh let’s just get married shouting baby, baby, babies
"You’ll never sleep at all"
But I don’t wanna be lonely

Never seen the sunshine
From higher points than sunrise
I don’t wanna be lonely
I just wanna be alone

by Cypress Hill
from the album Cypress Hill IV

"T-Minus 10, 9, 8, 7, 6.. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.. zero!"
(Blast off!)

[B-Real]
Come inside, hello everybody, welcome
Think you better be ready for the battle when the shit goes down
Cause we warring
All you fuckin yellow comets runnin from the front line
If anybody wanna get away hey
I’ll find your fuckin ass in due time
Run and seek shelter but you never will escape
Flippin over the gate, cause you can’t wait
to get your fuckin ass away
But you’re trapped, and there’s no way out of this musrhroom cloud
But you never wanna realize that I’m planted
in your mind now
Cypress Hill compound, you could hear the sound
Let another motherfucker run up
and I’ll put your ass down (down)
Then I’ll peal from your cap the Cypress Hill star
Quick look around, you can’t hide
You just might die right where you are

Chorus: B-Real

AUDIO X…We gonna your blow your head up (up)
Synthetic flows, they gonna make you get up
Give me any record and I’ll flip it any style
Niggaz can’t help it, cause they bumpin the shit loud

[Barron Ricks]
Aiyyo whasup kid, feel the rush, glad you kept in touch
With these niggaz who be puffin on the Dutch
Bustin guns, lay back in the cut
Can it be, it’s just a dream when you’re on your scene smokin the green
Cause ain’t shit never what you think it seem
From the streets where life ain’t cheap
Cypress Hill, Soul Assassins, while you askin, "Who dat rappin?"
We get all up inside your grill, with the skill
Shoot to kill when it’s time for action
See you can’t hide, from this homicide, that ain’t no lie
Better kiss that black ass goodbye
when you try to play these wiseguys
So who’s complainin when we intensify the levels on the ryhme
You better get ready for the battle when the shit goes down
Because we are the wild

Chorus

[Barron Ricks]
"Audio terrorists
Mic specialists
About to blow this
Blast off"

[B-Real]
Lookin in your eyes, I see your body bag figure
Better be ready for the battle when the shit goes down
Cause it’s on nigga
What you wanna do, you better pay close attention
Let it be known, I control the zone
beyond your comprehension
Blunt session, you feel the tension begin to rise
Fuck and feed him, if they can’t take a joke
and get high
I’m feelin lye, in my lungs, what the deal bro?
So many people wanna hit my joint
but they never got none
I’magine that bullshit, happens all the time
Niggaz better start growin they own
They cannot fuck with mine
Give me any record and I’ll flip it any style
Beginners better run back to the lab
and practice for a while

Chorus

[Barron Ricks]
"This has been another AUDIO X explosive
Blast off!"

by Cypress Hill
from the album Cypress Hill IV

[B-Real]
I got nothin to lose, I’m goin all out
The deuce never stop, I refuse to play by the rules
Uptight, when you steppin into the night, right
Pigs comin up and shinin the bright light
Nothin better to do, than fuck with the pride
when you hide behind your badge, your gun and ride
Billy club show me no love, think you above
all the fuss and the locs is rushin in too close
Let me lay it on the table, forget stable
Freak niggaz, comin to slay to the label
You got nothin to lose, come on choose
Stay away from niggaz that bring down your crew
Whatever it takes, you make or break yourself
with the wealth or the chance to stay in good health
Sword blade swingin you back off away
and the track off the real, straight off the Hill
What the deal motherfucker?

Chorus: B-Real, Sen Dog

I got nothin to lose (I’m goin all out)
Nothin to lose (You gonna fall out) Time run out
(I’m goin all out) Nothin to lose (I’m goin all out)
Lightin the fuse to the bomb (better run out)
Nothin to lose (I’m goin all out)
Nothin to lose (You gonna fall out) Time run out
(I’m goin all out) Nothin to lose (I’m goin all out)
Lightin the fuse to the bomb (better run out)

[Sen Dog]
I’m goin all out, showin y’all what I’m about
Gettin in your mental, knockin niggaz out
Takin this pencil, across the brain
Ain’t stoppin there til the rhymes all drained
all out my system, take em, and then I twist em
Put em out one day and see, who wanna diss em
As you fold I’ll sting ya, run up and you bitch up
Y’all get the picture, just call Mr. Excitement
Comin with the thunder and lightning
Shit is quite frightening how niggaz keep biting
So I keep the writing, down for the fighting
Cold with the flows, they both quite exciting
And let me take space up, heat your face up
I’m goin all out, before the raise up

Chorus

Come on, come on

[B-Real]
I’m goin all out, nothin to lose, you better roll out
Sold out, niggaz be livin in times run out
In the present smell the prescence of what you stressin
You get sent a lesson ain’t missin the point blessin
Expression, feelin the tension over the session
The question, fillin your body with intention
Don’t mention the profession, keep adressin
The real motherfuckers in the crowd pay attention
I’m goin the fuck out, Smith and Wesson
You better stall me out, no extension
Only the strong will ever be settin the pace
When you look up I’m gone and never left a trace
No worries, set you with flurries and no juries
Eight million stories in the city of furies
Don’t get the twist, you listen or get the fist
I got nothin to lose so I gat fools with this

Chorus

[Sen Dog]
Oh yeah, Cypress Hill massive once again
Comin to your record shop
Check this out, we ain’t takin no prisoners
We choppin heads off
And you steppin at me, you better be goin all out baby
This is war baby, from now until the new m-m-mm-mm-millelnium