Song Lyrics by Demand

Archive for April, 2007

by Outkast
from the album Stankonia

1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!
Inter-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!)
Like a million elephants with silverback orangutans
You can’t stop a train
Who want some? Don’t come un-pre-pared
I’ll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weather man tellin’ us it ain’t gon’ rain
So now we sittin’ in a drop-top, soakin wet
In a silk suit, tryin’ not to sweat
Hits somersaults without the net
But this’ll be the year that we won’t forget
One-Nine-Nine-Nine, and brutha anything goes, be whatchu wanna be
Long as you know consequences, to give and for livin’ defenses
Too hot, I’m jumpin’ jail
Too low to dig, I might just touch hell
HOT! Get a life, now they gon’ sell
Then I might catch you a spell, look at what came in the mail
A scale and some Arm and Hammer, so grow grid and some baby máma
Black Cadillac and a pack of pampers
Stack of question with no answers
Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS
Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days
Get back home, things are wrong
We’re not really able to spend all alone
before he left, and you, to a ball of power
Thousands of thousands miles per hour
Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe,
believe there’s always more, ahhhhh!

Chorus:
Don’t pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad!
Yeah! Ha ha yeah!
Don’t even bang unless you plan to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad!
Yeah! Uhh-huh

Chorus:
Don’t pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad!
Yeah! Ha ha yeah!
Don’t even bang unless you plan to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad!
Yeah! Uhh-huh

Uno, dos, tres, it’s on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
Like that there boi and will still stay street
Big things happen every time we meet
Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin to geek
Outkast bumpin’ up and down the street
Slam back, Cadillac, ’bout five nigga deep
Seventy-five emcee’s freestylin’ to the beat
Cause we get krunk, stay drunk, at the club
Should have bought an ounce, but you caught the dub
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
‘Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to-the U to-the G for you
Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it (hit it) quit it (quit it) rag (rag) top (top)
Before you read up, get a laptop
Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals
Make a fair diamond out of dusty coals
Record number four, but we on a roll
Hold up, slow up, stop, control
Like Janet, planets, Stankonia is only
A movin’ like floor commin’ straight to Florida
Lock all your windows then block the quarters
Pullin’ off on bell ’cause a whippins in order
Like a three piece fist, ‘fore I cut your daughter
Yo quiero Taco Bell, then I hit the border
Penny pap rappers tryin’ to get the five
I’m a microphone fiend tryin’ to stay alive
When you come to ATL boi you better not hide
cause the Dungeon Family gon’ ride, hah!

Chorus:
Don’t pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad!
Yeah! Ha ha yeah!
Don’t even bang unless you plan to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad!
Yeah! Uhh-huh

Chorus:
Don’t pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad!
Yeah! Ha ha yeah!
Don’t even bang unless you plan to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad!
Yeah! Uhh-huh

Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah

B-I-G, B-O-I
An-An-Andre
To the T-O-P

Bob your head. Rag top.
Repeat 15x

(1, 2.. 1, 2, 3, 4) (Gimme some)<BR

by Backstreet Boys
from the album N/A

I don’t care what he does to make you cry,
but I’ll be there to make you smile.
I don’t have a fancy car,
to get to you I’d walk a thousand miles.
I don’t care if he buy you nice things
Does his gifts come from the heart – I don’t know…
But if you were my girl…
I’d make it so we’d never be apart.

Chorus:
But my love is all I have to give
Without you I don’t think I can live
I wish I could give the world to you… but
Love is all I have to give.

When you talk – does it seem like he’s not
even listening to a word you say?
That’s okay babe,just tell me your problems
I’ll try my best to kiss them all away…
Does he leave when you need him the most?
Does his friends get all your time?
Baby please… I’m on my knees
praying for the day that you’ll be mine!!

Chorus

Bridge:
To you…Hey Girl,I don’t want you to cry no more – inside
All the money in the world could never add up to all the love
I have inside … I Love You baby

Bass break:
And I will give it to you
All I can give,all I can give
Everything I have is for you
But love is all I have to give

Drum break & Chorus 3x and out:
But my love is all I have to give
Without you I don’t think I can live
I wish I could give the world to you … but
Love is all I have to give…to you.

by Tyrese
from the album Tyrese

I’ve got a jones in my bones.. woah oh..

I’ve been thinkin about you baby
I wanna tell you what’s on my mind
cause you been hangin around me lately
now I’m reading between the lines

But I’ve been waitin on you
and you been waitin on me
(so tell me) so can we get together
in real love ecstasy

[Chorus]
Cause it ain’t nothin like a Jones in ya bones
ain’t nothin real as the feelin I feel
I’m sizing you up
cause I know what I want
you’re breakin me down cause I need you near
said it aint nothin like a Jones in ya bones
ain’t nothin real as the feelin I feel
I’m sizing you up cause I know what I want
you’re breakin me down cause I need you near

I can see that you’re ready baby
so wont you tell me what’s on your mind
I’ve had enough of the games we’re playing
and I’ve been feelin to make you mine

But I’ve been waitin on you
and you been waitin on me
so can we get together in real love ecstasy

Cause it ain’t nothin like a jones in ya bones
ain’t nothin real as the feelin I feel
I’m sizing you up
cause I know what I want
you’re breakin me down cause I need you near
said it ain’t nothin like a Jones in ya bones
ain’t nothin real as the feelin I feel
I’m sizing you up cause I know what I want
you’re breakin me down cause I need you near

It’s time I express to you
the joy you bring
when we’re together baby
can we be more then friends
I need to know
this waitin is drivin me crazy

do you got it I got a Jones make it hot
do you got it I got a Jones do you got it make it hot

[Chorus fade..]

by UB40
from the album Guns In The Ghetto

I’m running away
I’ve got to get home
I’m lost in a crowd
But I’m still on my own
I’m looking ahead
So I’m staying behind
I’m not being cruel
I’m just being kind

I close my eyes
It’s no surprise
I’m always there
Can’t count the times
I’ve tried to hide
And found nowhere

I’m trying to lay low
But I keep getting high
My feet on the ground
Got my head in the sky
My eye on the future
That’s stuck in the past
I find I can’t lose
When I aim to come last

I realise
It’s no surprise
That nothing’s clear
That black is white
That day is night
And there is here

I’m right on the ball
But I’m missing the mark
I burn in the sun
I’m scared of the dark
Got an ivory tower
With a bird’s eye view
Got plenty of time
But nothing to do

The best disguise
It’s no surprise
Is disappear
Can’t count the times
I’ve tried to hide
And found nowhere

I’m running away
I’ve got to get home
I’m lost in a crowd
But I’m still on my own
I’m looking ahead
So I’m staying behind
I’m not being cruel
I’m just being kind

I realise
It’s no surprise
That nothing’s clear
That black is white
That day is night
And there is here

The best disguise
It’s no surprise
Is disappear
Can’t count the times
I’ve tried to hide
And found nowhere

I close my eyes
It’s no surprise
I’m always there
Can’t count the times
I’ve tried to hide
And found nowhere

I realise
It’s no surprise
That nothing’s clear
That black is white
That day is night
And there is here

The best disguise
It’s no surprise
Is disappear
Can’t count the times
I’ve tried to hide
And found nowhere

by Busta Rhymes
from the album Extinction Level Event

ft. Flipmode Squad

[Baby Sham]
Aiyyo, balls your pencils
As hollow tips get in you
Bots cutting to slice your face you
Rhymes is natural
Hold two lives and four wives
Up in the crack capsule
Flipmode cruddy styles has been past you
Rush pass
You couldn’t touch cash
If it was under your nose
Like a mustache
Nigga
What ass
Show your whole cheek
Slugs with no heat
Diamonds that don’t break
You thugs is so sweet

[Rampage]
I float so much I get seasick
Flipmode is the Squad who I beez with
Who I get plucks with
And push German V’s with
Rampage I’m psychic I can see shit
To the next millenium
You not gon be shit
Scratch your name off the list
Cut your wrist
You know the issue
I’m official
When you die none of your niggas is really gon miss you

[Chorus:]
FLIPMODE SQUAD
Here to drop bombs
AGAINST ALL ODDS
Still remain gods
GRIP YOUR ARM
We always come hard
THE WORLD IS OURS
Call a National Guard

[Rah Digga]
Here we go
Any bitch that rhyme wanna flex she ass
I’m stomping all things like I’m plexi-glass
Niggas make way like when they hear sirens
Treat you like park and too close to fire hydrants
All up in the board
Kicking back long islands
Get your wig split first solid defiance
Rah Earth and sun in this I’mperial alliance
You do the science

[Spliff Star]
I’m getting money shitting, turn intruders into vixens
Fall off beeper uh-uh niggas stay getting
Dirty nigga for life
That’s how Spliff’s living
Throwing niggas in caskets
Tired of a yellow ribbons
I buck my duck if you touch my one
Rather Jamaican than belly boy make you people for fun
Fat Man’s Son, street educated
The colonel of ghetto jurors, still thug related

[Chorus]

[Lord Have Mercy]
We enemies of three strike felony laws
Gorilla dicking K-Y jelly for whores
Lapdances trap grands without laws
My baby moms, three eighty for your arms
That bust with loud force
The ghetto with us
That bang Makaveli in trucks
That whatever the fuck to give a cheddar in chunks
Who gazey chase
Fake thugs with lazy aid
Track marks
Rap stars
And a rain of aids

[Busta Rhymes]
Yo, what you want from us
Now visualize more of us
Stay toting under my given flavor from Nauticas
Destroy every arch rival or any challenger
Make you remember this day
Nigga mark it on your calendar
I’m showing you something
You ain’t saying nothing
My niggas make noise
Like a bunch of volcanoes erupting
None of y’all niggas really wanna war
The type of nigga to crash my plane in your building
In the name of the law

[Chorus]

by Bright Eyes
from the album N/A

Sitting around, no work today.
Try pacing to keep awake.
Laying around, no school today.
Just drink until the clock has circled all the way.

It’s late afternoon, as you walk through the rooms
of a house that is quiet
except for unanswered telephones.
You stand near the sink,
you mix up a drink.
You think you don’t want to pass out
where your roommates could find you again.
Stumble ’round the neighboorhod, nothing to do.
You’re always looking for something
to sniff smoke or swallow.
Calling over next door, see what they’ve got.
But you would settle for anything
that would make your brain slow down or
stop this circle of thoughts you chase
before they catch back up with you.
And your parents notice your thinning face,
All the weight you’ve lost,
All the weight youre losing.
You said "I’m done feeling like a skeleton,
no more sleep walking dead."
You’re going to wake from this coma.
You’re going to crawl from this bed you’ve made.
Stop counting on the camera
that hangs around your neck,
cause it will never remember what you choose to forget.

And you try to find one source of light,
try to name one thing you like.
You used to have such a longer list,
And light, you never had to look for it.

But now it’s so easy, it’s so easy to–
it’s so easy, it’s so easy to
second guess everything you do
until all you want, all you want is to
finish this half empty glass
before the ice all melts away.
This feeling always used to pass,
seems like it’s every day
seems like it’s every night now.

by Bob Marley
from the album Survival

Africa unite
‘Cause we’re moving right out of Babylon
And we’re going to our Father’s land

How good and how pleasant it would be
Before God and man
To see the unification of all Africans
As it’s been said already
Let it be done right now
We are the children of the Rastaman
We are the children of the Higher Man

So Africa unite, Africa unite, yeah
Africa unite
‘Cause we’re moving right out of Babylon
And we’re grooving to our Father’s land

How good and how pleasant it would be
Before God and man
To see the unification of all Africans
As it’s been said let it be done
I tell you who we are under the sun
We are the children of the Rastaman
We are the children of the Higher Man

So Africa unite, Africa unite, yeah
Africa unite ’cause the children want
To come home, Africa unite, Africa unite
It’s later, later than you think
It’s later, later than you think
Unite for the benefit of your people
Unite for the Africans abroad
Unite for the Africans a yard

by Def Leppard
from the album Slang

I don’t know how to leave you
And I don’t know how to stay
I’ve got things that I must tell you
That I don’t know how to say

The man behind these empty words
Is crying out in shame
Holding on to this sinking ship
When nothing else remains

All I want is everything
Am I asking too much?
All I want is everything
Like the feel of your touch
But all I have are yesterdays
Tomorrow never comes

It’s hard to hold your head up
When you’re kneeling down to pray
And the talking dooesn’t come easy now
When the words get in the way
And if you could see what’s going on
Behind these private eyes
The truth would look so easy now
But I’m running out of lies

[Repeat Chorus]

[Guitar Solo]

You think the shadow of doubt
Is hangin’ over my head
It’s just an angel whose wings hide the sun
And it’s myself I betray
I can not wish this away
Took my chance now the damage is done

All I want is everything
Am I asking too much?
All I want is everything
Like the feel, the feel of your touch
When all I have are yesterdays
Tomorrow never comes

Ooh, oooh
Ooh, oooh

by Boyz II Men
from the album Evolution

You taught me everything
And everything you’ve given me
I always keep it inside
You’re the driving force in my life, yeah

There isn’t anything
Or anyone I can be
And it just wouldn’t feel right
If I didn’t have you by my side

You were there for me to love and care for me
When skies were grey
Whenever I was down
You were always there to comfort me
And no one else can be what you have been to me
You’ll always be you always will be the girl
In my life for all times

[Chorus: ]
Mama, mama you know I love you
Oh you know I love you
Mama, mama you’re the queen of my heart
Your love is like
Tears from the stars
Mama, I just want you to know
Lovin’ you is like food to my soul

You’re always down for me
Have always been around for me even when I was bad
You showed me right from my wrong
Yes you did

And you took up for me
When everyone was downin’ me
You always did understand
You gave me strength to go on

There was so many times
Looking back when I was so afraid
And then you come to me
And say to me I can face anything
And no one else can do
What you have done for me
You’ll always be
You will always be the girl in my life

[Chorus ]

by 2 Live Crew
from the album N/A

( ) = Mixx’s lines during verses

Intro: Mr. Mixx
YEAH NIGGA! 2 motherfuckin’ Live is back in this raggedy motherfucker,
you know what I’m sayin’! We are the undisputed originators of this X-
rated rap game, you know what I’m sayin’! I got my man Kid Ice to my
right, I got Marquis to my left, I got Luke over her to the side, you know
what I’m sayin’? Hey, yo, man, hey, kick that shit!

Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice
Bitches on the dick ’cause of who I am (Yeah!)
The Fresh Kid Ice, the Chinaman
Movin’ from the bottom straight to the top (Fool!)
And I’m out for mine just to get one nut (Yeah.)
Splackin’ every day, always wearin’ the glove
A bitch must be stupid to fall in love (Ha!)
‘Cause the Kid love pussy, and nothin’ but the pussy (Yeah!)
So bitch, if you want to fuck with me,
Take a number (Fool!) and don’t keep fronitn’
I got plenty many bitches to Move Somethin’ (Yeah!)
I gots no time for silly games
Only real bitches, not sorry lames (Ha ha!)
So it’s up to you, either hang on or stroll on!
(My man ain’t got no time for no motherfuckin’ woman!)
If that’s what you want, you’re shit out of luck
I’m out for the pussy ’cause a fuck is a fuck! (Fool!)

Chorus (3x): Mr. Mixx
A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA!
A fuck is a fuck, HOE!

(A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA! Yo, Marquis, kick that shit!)

Verse 2: Brother Marquis
F-U-C-K-I-N-G, (Yeah!) I’m fuckin’ you and you’re suckin’ me
Fuck relationships; motherfuck love (Ha ha!)
‘Cause makin’ money is all I’m thinkin’ of (True!)
And when the bitches see me they start to holler,
"Marquis want some head and 0?" (Ha ha …)
‘Cause I’m a three-piece nigga, bitch, I don’t play
I want the pussy, the pay and a place to stay! (Fool!)
And the head, booty and cock, well, that’s mandantory (Yeah!)
BITCH, gimme mine as I complete the story
There are plenty of bitches out in the street (Yeah.)
And you’ll fuck another if you don’t fuck me (True dat!)
One I go fishin’, I’m on a mission (Yeah!)
And when I hook ‘em, you know I overlook ‘em (Ha ha!)
Had plans goin’ subtle and you’re shit out of luck (Yeah!)
A head for a head and a fuck for a fuck

Chorus

(A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA! Yo, Kid Ice, kick that shit!)

Verse 3:
[FKI] Bitches know what’s up ’bout the one-night stand (Yeah!)
Make a nigga wait with his dick in his hand
But (True.) they wanna fuck just like we do (Right.)
So hoe, stop frontin’, drop your draws, let’s screw!
You wanna be a hoe, so act like one
Just open your legs and let the Ice-man cum (Ha ha …)
Put your legs up high, straight to the buck (Yeah!)
Like I said before, a fuck is a fuck!
[BM] Some girls do and some girls don’t (True.)
Some girls will and some girls won’t (Yeah.)
Some girls fuck and some girls cry (Yeah.)
Some girls suck and some girls lie
Triflin’ hoes, it’s you I salute (Yeah!)
‘Cause a bitch is gonna fuck who she wants to (True dat!)
And if you’re lookin’ for love, you’re outta place
‘Cause you’ll only get a fuck and some nut in your face! (Yeah!)

Chorus

(A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA! Yo, break this shit down, my nigga!)

Luke:
Now, the example of a fuck is just a fuck. But let it be known that it’s
onlya fuck. See, some of y’all niggas get caught up in … fuckin’ a woman,
and thinkin’ that’s your woman, when it’s just a fuck. And some of y’all
ladies just get caught up with men, when they might be somebody else’s
men … that’s just a fuck! So a fuck is just a fuck!

Outro: Mr. Mixx
So there you have it, you know what I’m sayin’! 2 Live is back in this
motherfucker, you know what I’m sayin’! We goin’ for motherfuckin’
Number five on the motherfuckin’ wall, fool! We are the originators,
you know what I’m sayin’! Can’t nobody