Song Lyrics by Demand

Archive for February, 2007

by R. Kelly
from the album R. Kelly

As I look into my life
Searching for that paradise

Oh Lord will you help me, find me
Take this crazy ghetto past of mine
And put it all behind me
Look down on the ghetto man
And change his mission
And put it in the hearts
Of many to stop confusion

[Chorus]
My sistas, brothas
Let’s put these hands together
We need to stop chokin’ on the truth
And start smokin’ on a plan man
Love and respect that woman
And bring her happiness
I’m talkin’ to the ghetto
For each other we should help
While our babies are dying in the street
We’ve got to be saying to ourselves

by Beatles
from the album N/A

I love you
Cause you tell me things I want to know
And it’s true
that it really only goes to show
That I know that I, I, I, I,
should never never never be blue

Now you’re mine
my happiness dear makes me cry
And in time
you’ll understand the reason why
If I cry it’s not because I’m sad
But you’re the only love that I’ve ever had

I can’t believe, it’s happened to me
I can’t conceive of anymore misery
Ask me why, I’ll say I love you
And I’m always thinking of you

I love you
Cause you tell me things I want to know
And it’s true
that it really only goes to show
That I know that I, I, I, I,
should never never never be blue

Ask me why, I’ll say I love you
And I’m always thinking of you

I can’t believe, it’s happened to me
I can’t conceive of anymore misery
Ask me why, I’ll say I love you
And I’m always thinking of you, you, you

by Busta Rhymes
from the album The Coming

[Busta Rhymes]
UHHHH!! You don’t know what we doin right here!

Intro/Chorus One: repeat 2X

One two three we gon’ turn it out
And make you rock to the beat and then scream and shout
We gonna hit you with the shit we got here
We gonna blow your miiiinnnd (blow your miiiinnnd)
Keep it movin like this, keep it movin like that
If I die, I’ma only come back
Yo, I’m saying if you think that you can step to me wrong
Don’t even waste your tiiiimmme (waste your tiiiimmme)

Chorus Two:

You niggaz talk shit then abandon ship
Niggaz talk shit then they abandon ship
Niggaz talk shit, then they abandon ship
Niggaz talk shit then they abandon ship

Verse One: Rampage the Last Boy Scout, Busta Rhymes

I 8Off like the Assassin, now I’m blastin I’m takin over
Stick you for your blue Range Rover
I told ya, Rampage a real live soldier
Been in the game, sinc the age of thirteen
A microphone fiend, so I’m goin to see my P.O.
It’s August the 1st, so I guess I’m a Leo
My P.O., look like Vanessa Del Rio
She pulled my rap sheet, just like, Neo Geo

Hahahaaa! I always roam through the forest
Just like a brontosaurus, born in the month of May
so my sign is Taurus, kick you in your face
like my fuckin name was Chuck Norris, make you sing my chorus
Rock to the beat and then, turn into a walrus
You remain nameless, my victory remains flawless
Acting like you wild, but I know you really harmless
While your time is coming, I make the fat shit regardless

Many niggaz wanna know when the Ramp return
Yo I’m gettin phone calls from that nigga Howard Stern
He wants to know about my Flip Mode click
The way we get down and BUST NIGGAZ SHIT
LP after LP, we make G’s
I run up in your ganks den take you for your keys
I’m not lying or joking, you get broken
Dead in Flatbush, back to Roanoake and…

People always askin me, how your shit be sellin
For makin shit guaranteed to bust your fuckin melon
Police throwed me up on charges like I was a felon
There was no tellin, when I was strikin had you swellin
Cruisin in my Lands, watch the police how they be gellin
Lock you up for days and got a nigga ass smellin
Yo FUCK THAT! You best believe there ain’t no time for dwellin
If you ain’t makin noise you need to kill the fuckin yellin

Chorus One
Chorus Two

Verse Two: Rampage, Busta

Yo, yo, yo I run up in your set like a New York city…
I can’t slip, I beat you down with my vice grip
Your lost, that means you way off course
No remorse, I’m gettin five in The Source

I be saddleback biting motherfuckers like a horse
Turn and toss, niggaz all up in my applesauce
Watch me reinforce, my shit feel good like intercourse
Ever since I was a shorty rockin Hugo Boss

Aiyyo bust it Bust (why) you just made my day
If you didn’t put me on I’d be locked like O.J.
Now I’m writin rhymes hittin shorties everyday
In the full runnin drinkin ice Tanqueray
I don’t eat pork I take a fish fellet
Now I’m knockin out niggaz from .. to .. touche!
Now I’m goin back around the way
I’m rippin shit, like my name was Marvin Gaye

Yo, now I’m back with more Bionic like my name was Colt Seavers
Got you niggaz open like a bunch of wide receivers
Time is on the meter, go clean your act up in the cleaners
Chickenhead, give me some of your chicken fajitas
Yo I beg your pardon, I write my rhymes way past the margins
Squeeze the Charmin, peace to one million men marchin
When you talk shit you really don’t know what you startin
Now your shit is done like a fuckin empty milk carton

It’s on for the nine-six, mad shows at the Ritz
Now we got you open like Fixx
Stickin to your stomach like Quaker Oat Grits
Fisherman hat with my brand new kicks
On the low, I still rock my Girbauds
See the show, I got my nickel plated fo’-fo’
All my rough niggaz open the do’
Cause Boy Scout brings the ruckus and I’m still hardco’

Yo, when I walk streets you know my blade’s a little sharper
Fuck Peter Parker, I cross you like a magic marker
Everytime I hit I always hit a little harder
Blazing to the point where niggaz look a little darker
Catching suntans from my music, fans understand
Making fat shit, I always love to lend a helping hand
Organized rhyme unit like the Poison Clan
While your ride is busted, I be your luxury Sedan
Number one nigga in the chain of command
Breakin fool in school like my nigga Geechie Dan
Aiyyyyyo, I see intruders on my scan
Singin at your funeral like Bobby Bluebland

Chorus One

by Puff Daddy
from the album Forever

[Bizzy Bone]
Let it go (Let this angel life go)
Let yourself go
(Time is passin’ ’til the cops come)
Big beef, big beefin’ with the Mistress
(On and on and on and on and on and on and)
Over the backs of the lines as we growl, mutherfucker

We are livin’ in the last motherfuckin’ days
This is Revelations
If it don’t go down now
That mean aye’body was wrong
Can you face yourself with that question?
Or the answer? What the fuck do you believe in?

Say goodbye to the bad guy
‘Zy rollin’ with my cateye, deadeye
Ain’t afraid to flame a rat up
But I hot out fathom
My album hit the shelves
We hustle for record sales
Hit my liquor store
Let my niggas learn about in jail
Till the squad cars accel’, it’s to my position as we yell
This here’s some bullshit like pit bulls in the bull pen
Make that a fine, no
If you don’t like my bullets, to hell if he ain’t fashion
L.A. looters, throw your mask on
Gambini got his mash on and now we gonna be blastin’

[Puffy]
I’m married to the game and every year’s the same
Bullets rain all season
Heaven and Hell is only what you believe in
Empty the shells if niggas give you the reason
Never was the type to be stuck and duckin’ and weavin
By the grievin’
My story’s no fairy tale, reach niggas in every cell
From my block to the world, gave the glock to my girl
Don’t mix the kids with the biz’
Baby, the industry’s hell worth it

1 – Oh, I said, oh yeah
When they come to lock you down
(Don’t let it come our way)

Oh I said, oh yeah
When they come to lock you down
(Don’t let it come our way)

Oh I said, oh yeah
When they come to lock you down
(Don’t let it come our way)

Oh I said, oh yeah
When they come to lock you down
(Don’t let it come our way)

[Puffy]
Look in they grill and get the real
Cuz expressions can mean alot
Threw my trust in your progress
And you guessin’ I seen alot
The paper got us dressin’ and impressin’
We spend alot
Confessions get us blessings from the Lord
We sin a lot
Wonder will He let me in?
And not constantly tryin’ to find a reason why
Because I’m a Bad Boy they wanna label me a bad guy
Now who am I?

[Bizzy Bone]
It’s P. Diddy muthafucka

[Puffy]
Do or die?

[Bizzy Bone]
Don’t give a fuck motherfucker

Roll through, trust no chicken
Tigh kids are tellin’ me what’s ammunition
Buck, buck ammunition baby
You let me slow down, the guy that got me’s fell down
And mami wants to help out
So bought the best computer
Yes, stress never more
Fresh out the foster home
If I had a just talked to the psychiatrist
Tell her ’bout how she had clothes designers
Can she come buy with me?
Come ride with me, provide me with a gun
Slide the weeded road, come get high with me
You don’t come weed with me anymore
You don’t need me anymore
Believe me bitch, shit I’ve slept on the floor
Who been left before a black out
Tear up the stackhouse
Comin’ out detention or they always rat (Come on)
(Pick it up, ride through)

Repeat 1

Insidious, hiddious, gritty cuz she that gets in the club
Smack the prettiest in a mini
Whittiest beefin’ with the mistress
Can see they just beatin’ up
Got even the little kids pickin’ up pennies and nickles
Cuz they’re fallin’ in love with his teddy book
Give them livin’ and pinning a minimum worth a penny
(Gotta be spendin’)
We all earn our dollar ’till it is the sour element
What kinda knowledge is this that I be reapin’
Dippin and talking’ how it’s for money
And ending up going back
We made like forty one trips
Yeah, we want it like that, you know what I bring

[Puffy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
See what you niggas do to me, I do to you
And if I’m who you came to see, then do what you gotta do
We can do it anywhere, right here, right there
And if you sleep, turn your dream to a nightmare
Niggas don’t creep, no sleep, feel the heat
They lookin at me funny, fuck a hoe, get this money
No time for the misfits niggas, bring your clips
War’s on my mind
Packin’ bullets from the mines, mutha fucka’s

Repeat 1 until fade

by Mariah Carey
from the album Mariah Carey

[Chorus:]
Swept me away
But now I’m lost in the dark
Set me on fire
But now I’m left with a spark
Alone you got beyond the haze and
I’m lost inside the maze
I guess I’m all alone in love

I look into your eyes
You turn the other way
And now I realize
It’s all a game you play

I hold you in the night
And wake to find you gone
You’re running out of sight
It’s so hard holding on
All alone in love

[Chorus]

You haunt me in my dreams
I’m calling out your name
I watch you fade away
Your love is not the same

I figured out your style
To quickly drift apart
You held me for a while
Planned it from the start
All alone in love

[Chorus]

Sitting in the dark without you
How am I supposed to make it through the night
Slowly fall apart without you
Cry away the hours ’till the morning light

[Chorus]

by TQ
from the album They Never Saw Me Comin

[Man:] Damn. Be Careful
[TQ:] I’m gon’ be up in this motherfucker forever dawg.
[Man:] For real man.
[TQ:] Hey wish I had some weed.
[Man:] Tsh, I wish I had some ass.
[TQ:] Naw.
[Both:] I wish we had some weed.
[Laughter]

by Ella Fitzgerald
from the album N/A

I’m so unhappy
What’ll I do?
I long for somebody who
Will sympathize with me
I’m growing so tired of living alone
I lie awake all night and cry
Nobody loves me
That’s why

All by myself in the morning
All by myself in the night

I sit alone with a table and a chair
So unhappy there
Playing solitaire

All by myself I get lonely
Watching the clock on the shelf

I’d love to rest my weary head on somebody’s shoulder
I hate to grow older
All by myself

by R.E.M.
from the album Up

He moves efficiently
Beyond security.
Great opportunity awaits.
Airport fluorescent
Creature of habit
Labored breathing and sallow skin
Recycled air
Moving Sideways
Great opportunity blinks.
Great opportunity blinks.
Discounted.

The people mover
The people mover
Discounted.

by Offspring
from the album N/A

somtimes i think i´m gonna drown
cause everyone around´s so hollow
and i´m alone
somtimes i think i´m going down
but no one makes a sound
they follow
and i´m alone
yeah if i make it i´d be amazed
just to find tomorrow
yeah one more day and i´d be amazed
just to see it waiting
yeah and if i make it i´m still alone
no more hope for better days
but if icould change
then i´d really be amazed
and when you know you can´t go on
´cause everything is wrong
your heart braekes
no one´ there
and when you know you can´t relate
the one more shiny face
your heart brakes
no one cares

by Moonspell
from the album Butterfly Effect

The lunar backbone stands straight and alert for a last time
The mammal feathers are revamped just for this last night
Mouthless children are breasted with their own words
To essence of their souls escaping through their giant bones

you will be paralysed
made to be believed
broken inside to survive
and to watch over me

archangel – of no use and no form
archangel – suffocating alone

multiple wounds reach the heat of an absolute zero
the eaten fluids, the flesh of the conventional hero
Heavenly levels on a full blast of lust but minimum pain
Injected wings rip backflesh and go inside again
Mouthless children suffocate
with their ancient words,
their mud-dimensional world
lactating from their shrinking bones

you will be paralysed
the corrupted seed
broken inside to survive
I will laugh at all this

archangel – with no use and no form
archangel – suffocating with blood

the eternal spectator stares at this and improvises
his holy centralbone always on a rise, always on a rise

archangel – of no use and no form
archangel – suffocating with words