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March 1st, 2010 | 
Author: by Five For Fighting
from the album America Town
I know I should be happy in your land
It’s not all that wild to me
Not that I want to be any other where
I know its hell out there
Here in the borders of America Town
All of the dollies are spinning round and round
Hail to the chief
Lets just drag them all down
There’s got to be a hero somewhere
Used to get annoyed at the fire and the flag
Now it just seems old to me
(Everyone is old to me)
And I know we’d kick your ass
But first I’ll take a nap tonight
And know someone’s looking out for me
Here in the borders of America Town
All of the dollies are spinning round and round
Hail to the chief
Lets just drag them all down
There’s got to be a hero somewhere
I tried it
I’ve seen it
I bought it all
Not that I’m upset
I can still make my bet on the basketball game
And I got my spare change
I’m even O.K. with the hoodlums on the hill
They’re in my will
Like her and you
Whom and who
In America Town
We all spin around
In America Town
I’m really not down:
We all spin around
In America Town
America Town
America Town
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by Faith Evans
from the album Keep The Faith
ft. Puff Daddy
[Puff Daddy]
I like this right here, yeah
Bad Boy, and we won’t stop
Faith, ‘99
[Faith Evans]
[Chorus]
We can dance, dance, dance
Clap your hands, hands, hands
All night, if you’re in the mood
Do what you wanna do
All night long
Happy days are here
So leave your cares behind
Just relax your mind
It’s so easy to do it
Just enjoy yourself
If the feeling’s right
Get your groove on tonight
Take your time tonight
Everything’s all right
Ain’t nothing but a party
[Chorus]
Get up on the floor
Don’t worry ’bout a thing
The rhythm’s got you now
So come on, get into it
Just enjoy yourself
If the feeling’s right
Get your groove on tonight
Take your time tonight
Everything’s all right
Ain’t nothing but a party
[Chorus]
Have a good time
Lay back, relax
Just free your mind
Let the music take control of you
[Puff Daddy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If it’s a hot then I must’ve did it
If it’s not then I wasn’t with it
Bad Boy stay committed
Whether hip-hop or R&B
Featuring Faith Evans, co-starring me, P. Diddy
You know I got the key to your city
Unlock the door, rock some more
Beats we lace
Bad Boy heat the place
We run R&B too cuz we keep the faith
Givin the streets a taste
Blaze the charts
[Faith Evans]
I remember
[Puff Daddy]
In case you forgot
First Lady Be making it hot
Ain’t nobody taking the spot
Now it’s Faith instead of pain
Coming through with a better grain
In the dash, cell phone better range
Get the cash, and stock paper for the whole four quarters
Damn, some things never change
Can ya feel me? Ya feel me? Let’s make ‘em dance
Let’s go
[Chorus]
Have a good time
Lay back, relax
Just free your mind
Let the music take control of you
[Chorus till fade...]
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by Foxy Brown
from the album Broken Silence
Whoa, whoa
What the plurrr is this, YO!
They say I’m 730, say I spaz out
FB is ill, she’ll wild out
Can y’all feel my pain?
I can’t let it slide
How could I smile when I’m hurtin’ so bad inside?
Yo how can we start this
My life is thorough never heartless
I laid it down from the Gate to the St Louis arches
From the windy city to the streets in Cali
To them streets in Houston
My niggas always boostin’
Some bitches always holla
How they don’t spend a dolla
But that’s because they ain’t got it
Now tell me where’s the logic
And if I talk it – I’ve done did it or about to do it
I’m making anthems, got a million niggas bouncin’ to it
Bust your guns!
And if that ain’t enough then bust again
I’ve been thuggin’ since B-I-Z made "Just A Friend"
Matter of fact ever since Flava Flav was rockin’ clocks
And even then there was no bitch that could compare to Fox
Let me head knock, Pretty you wit’ me right
This Prada fit me tight, this Gucci fit me right
Who could quickly write like seven joints and it be tight?
You know how hood we sound, you know it’s Boogie Brown
Yo they say I’m 730, say I spaz out
FB is ill, she’ll wild out
But can y’all feel my pain?
I can’t let it slide
How could I smile when I’m hurtin’ so bad inside?
They say I’m 730, say I spaz out
FB is ill, she’ll wild out
But can y’all feel my pain?
I can’t let it slide
How could I smile when I’m hurtin’ so bad inside?
Yo my life is full of problems
Sometimes it’s hard to dodge ‘em
So much you couldn’t fathom
I wish I didn’t have them
They say I’m 7-30, pretty but I rap too dirty
The law is criticizing me and probably never heard me
So what I crashed my Range
My last name ain’t changed
This time it’s different though
I’m not exploiting names
Yeah I write my shit
It’s not a fucking game
So what he wrote some songs
I blew him up the same
I’m never ducking dames
Y’all know just where to find me
I would’ve killed her but it just wouldn’t be fair to mommie
I’magine me doing time, Foxy behind bars
Not me the crime star
Y’all bitches ain’t worth it
Although my life ain’t perfect, I’ll never change a thing
Y’all want success but y’all don’t know about the pain it bring
It’s supposed to make you happy and keep your paper long
This beat is kind of ill
How could you hate this song?
Yo they say I’m 730, say I spaz out
FB is ill, she’ll wild out
But can y’all feel my pain?
I can’t let it slide
How could I smile when I’m hurtin’ so bad inside?
They say I’m 730, say I spaz out
FB is ill, she’ll wild out
But can y’all feel my pain?
I can’t let it slide
How could I smile when I’m hurtin’ so bad inside?
Man some hoes is always yackin’
Like I can’t make it happen
Like they don’t know my cash
Like they don’t know my past
Especially pop star bitches with the soft image
So what I ain’t with him
BITCH! He’s off limits
Be where I always be
See who I choose to see
Although we’re not together, his heart belong to me
See at times I think y’all bitches be confusing me
Like I’m somethin’ sweet, shorty I’m still street
You’re not on my level, and I won’t stoop
And I’m the one that got you, kicked out your own group
Chicks be always thinkin’ that I’mma let it ride
I might not kill you but I’ll hurt you till your dead inside
Third album and you still wanna test Brown
I’m so hood bitches know how boogie get down
It could be real drama
It’s still the Ill Na Na
There ain’t a bitch wilda
Any beef? Holla!
They say I’m 730, say I spaz out
FB is ill, she’ll wild out
But can y’all feel my pain?
I can’t let it slide
How could I smile when I’m hurtin’ so bad inside?
They say I’m 730, say I spaz out
FB is ill, she’ll wild out
But can y’all feel my pain?
I can’t let it slide
How could I smile when I’m hurtin’ so bad inside?
by Faithless
from the album N/A
Chorus:
Change around the words that you say,
to suit me fine.
Maxi Jazz:
Predictable behavior
I crave ya
I’m driving y’all
My own is living save yeah,
Sometimes I hate ya
But I’m whipped
Being gone [?] head down to the crypt
Restricted like a conscript
You loved to bully
I placed the blame with you
Fully…
Chorus:
Change around the words that you say,
to suit me fine.
Make them mine…
Maxi Jazz:
Don’t panic
There is only we too left on the planet
I can explain..
I know it happened again, It’s manic
I’m standing in the flame, trying to fan it
You don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone
And by the edge of the night,
you nobody belong thru this ad joint. [?]
And that’s what you cut. (2x)
Chorus / Background:
Change around the words that you say,
to suit me fine.
Make them mine…
Listen to the voice of your head,
It makes no sense,
Take a rest… (echo)
Maxi Jazz:
I’m addicted..
I have a demon for a wife
He delights in your pretty face and he hates my life
Takes notes on how to provoke past grief
Makes my teeth decay with the last of my self believe
Feed all day from underneath
Like a fief, I left weak, barely able to speak
I seek nothing but constant supply
I can read every look in your eyes
I leave with a lie
Maybe our love will never die
Or, maybe it’s the last time I make you cry
Make my appeal like the condemned.
Let’s go away for the weekend
Your life I will steal and descend with it into the pig. [?]
I’m addicted..
Chorus:
Change around the words that you say,
to suit me fine.
Maxi Jazz:
I’m addicted..
Chorus:
Listen to the voice of your head,
It makes no sense..
Take a rest… (echo)
Maxi Jazz:
I’m addicted.. (5x) (4th time from Chorus)
I have a little problem
I have a demon for a wife
He delights in your pretty face and he hates my life
Takes notes on how to provoke past grief
Makes my teeth decay with the last of my self believe
Chorus:
Change around the words that you say,
to suit me fine.
Make them mine…
Maxi Jazz:
I’m addicted.. (7x, also at background of next part)
Chorus:
Listen to the voice of your head,
It makes no sense..
Take a rest… (echo)
by Five For Fighting
from the album America Town
I Took her leaving like I did before
I Turned around and I asked for more
And she didn’t even mean a thing to me
I Left my spirit at the chapel door
I Sailed around til I lost the war
And you didn’t even think to send a thing
But I’m alright, alright, I feel alright
I never been better in my life
You know the score
I’m just fine, I’m fine, feeling fine
A regular sawed off valentine
That nothing more
I Hit my head upon the chamber door
And all the marbles rolled on the floor
And all the pyschos in the ward start screaming:
I’m alright, alright, I feel alright
I never been better in my life
You know the score
I’m just fine, I’m fine, feeling fine
A regular sawed off valentine
That nothing more
My Baby
I’m alright, alright, I feel alright
I never been better in my life
You know the score
I’m just fine, I’m fine, feeling fine
A regular sawed off valentine
That nothing more
by Frank Sinatra
from the album Sinatra In Hollywood 1940-1964
All or nothing at all
Half a love, never appealed to me
If your heart, never could yield to me
Then I’d rather (rather) have nothing at all.
All or nothing at all
If it’s love, there is no in between
Why begin then cry, for something that might have been
No I’d rather (rather) have nothing at all.
But please don’t bring your lips so close to my cheek
Don’t smile or I’ll be lost beyond recall
The kiss in your eyes, the touch of your hand makes me weak
And my heart may go dizzy and fall.
And if I fell (I fell) under the spell of your call
I would be, caught in the undertow
So you see, I’ve got to say no, no
All or nothing at all.
by Finch
from the album What It Is To Burn
One devotion with empty moments
Can you stay tonight?
Silence broken with words unspoken
Now she’s on her knees
‘Til i’m feeling so useless
Can I beg for one more she says
The air is clearing again
We’re breathing, water turns to wine
The day is tired, the night’s inside her
Now she is alive no more feeling so useless
Can I beg for one more she says
Taking with arms wide open, longing for sleep again
But now i’m awake
Keep breathing to feel something
Take my breath all away
by Faithless
from the album N/A
You’ve been out on the tiles,
Winning the smiles of men of low persuasion,
But I know you drink yourself crawling in the street until dawn,
Girl you look like a bad dream,
You’ve been places I’ve never been.
Come home, come home Angeline.
Come home, come home Angeline.
You’ve been places I’ve never been.
You took the small change from the job in the hall,
Be back in an hour but you’re not back at all.
The children are crying, the flowers are dying,
There’s no food on the table,
I don’t think I’m able to cope,
You’ve been places I’ve never been.
Come home, come home Angeline.
Come home, come home Angeline.
You’ve been places I’ve never been.
Cheap perfume and alcohol, dancing on tables,
With kissing for strangers all laughing and howling,
And jokes and tall tales that ain’t funny at all,
Bluffers and smugglers, boozers and gamblers,
Jump old queens and tarts at the babbled bar.
Oh, they’ve been pushing you too far.
Come home, come home Angeline.
Come home, come home Angeline.
You’ve been places I’ve never been.
Come home, come home Angeline.
Come home, come home Angeline.
You’ve been places I’ve never been.
by Filter
from the album The Amalgamut
Last seat on the bus
Who you gonna trust
Which one do you follow
Last seat on the bus
Don’t make such a fuss
This much should make you hollow
‘Cause every time you make yourself the reason
Is everytime you make yourself between…
Yeah
Yeah, this is a American cliche
American, American
Get on the bus
Yeah, this is a American cliche
American, American
Get on the bus
First seat on the bus
Who you gonna trust
Which one do you may follow
First seat on the bus
Don’t make such a fuss
Which one do you make hollow
Now every time you make your friend the reason
And every time you make your friend beaten…yeah
Yeah, this is a American cliche
American, American
Get on the bus
Yeah, this is a American cliche
American, American
Get on the bus
You want a way to be the same
You want a way to be the same
You want a way to be the same Oh no
by Foo Fighters
from the album There Is Nothing Left To Lose
You believe there’s something else
To relieve your emptiness
And you dream about yourself
And you bleed and breathe the air
And it’s on and on and on and on
I just kinda died for you
You just kinda stared at me
We will always have the chance
We can do this one more time
Hell yeah, I remember aurora
Hell yeah, I remember aurora
All this time
Hell yeah, I remember aurora
Take me now, we can spin the sun around
And the stars will all come out
Then we’ll turn and come back down
Turn and come back down
You believe there’s somewhere else
Where it’s easier than this
And you see outside yourself
And you buy the hole you’ll fill
And it’s on and on and on and on
Hell yeah, I remember aurora
Hell yeah, I remember aurora
All this time
Hell yeah, I remember aurora
Take me now, we can spin the sun around
And the stars will all come out
Then we’ll turn and come back down
Turn and come back down
On and on and on aurora wait for everyone
Wait till the last one’s done
On and on and on aurora wait for everyone
Wait till the last one’s done
Take me now, we can spin the sun around
And the stars will all come out
Then we’ll turn and come back down
Turn and come back down
Turn and come back down
Turn and come back down
On and on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on and on