I Want To Be Free
You think oakland california is a city of punks
It only takes a second, to pop the trunk
And just like that you know it's real
You're in the right damn town to get killed
It's all about the game, and nothin else
You come out here, you better watch yourself
Cause you can wear what you want, even blue or red
But cross the wrong brothers, and end up dead
You catch a body full of bullets, and get blasted
Tryin to be a gangsta but you just ain't lastin
This little town is gettin wild as hell
Check the penetentiaries and all the jails
If they could lock us all up that would be just fine
Got my partners from oakland doin serious time
You can't argue with the truth it's hard to be black
But it's a mindgame, and you gotta deal with that
I wake up everyday and i just can't wait
To make mo money, cause back in the days
When i rapped, i did the same damn thing i do now
Grab the microphone, and show you how
But i was broke, the only thing i had was game
I started makin money and knew things would change
Bought a benz, thought it might earn respect
But the opd, found it hard to accept
I got jacked by the task and jacked by the vice
Face down on the ground keep my hands in sight
Put the handcuffs on backseat i'm in it
Illegal search for about thirty minutes
Askin me, where's the dope
Where's my gun, but i don't know
I said i'm rappin, they laugh like i told a joke
And to this day they think i'm sellin coke
I want to be free! (and that's the truth) ohhh yeahhh
I want to be free! ohhh yeahhh
I be in oakland california every day of my life
Bass so hard you think i'm smokin a pipe
And if i don't smoke it, i gots to grind
Searched all my stuff, and all you find
Is a pocket full of money count seven g's
Now you wanna think i'm sellin keys
Cause i'm a black man, but i run my own business
So why the police wanna send me to prison
They see a brother makin major cash
They knock a patch out his black ass
And that's the truth, you can't argue you at all
Tryin to give you ten years for a phone call
Ain't even trippin on the dank smoke
Cause all they wanna find, is guns and coke
In court all the time tryin to fight it
We get rich, we get indeibted
So what's the problem officer this time?
Is havin big money bein black a crime?
Or did you take me to jail, to teach me a lesson
Charge me with somethin, or just ask questions
About the brothers i hang around
What's really goin on in the oakland town
Tell me who went broke, and who got rich
But too $hort baby just ain't no snitch
You say you're just doin your job
But you're gettin on my nerves, just like bob
Everytime i hit a corner, i see you
Always tellin brothers what to do
You lock me up cause i don't know how to act
But i'm down for mine so i be talkin back
And when i do, you treat me bad as hell
I'm sick of spendin nights in jail
I want to be free! (and that's the truth) ohhh yeahhh
I want to be free! ohhh yeahhh
Got out of jail about fo'-fifteen
Walkin down the street like a broke dopefiend
Had a pocket full of money tryin to play the role
Benz got towed and i was hella cold
But i ain't trippin, i'm gettin used to it now
Handcuffed your boy took me straight downtown
For three warrants, had to catch me sooner or later
Cause the five-oh's always tryin to jack a playa
For no reason, wasn't doin nothin wrong
You think i'm lyin, singin that same ol song
Well i'm a black man, ridin in a benz
How in the hell did i make these ends? here we go
I pull over to the right
Stop the engine keep my hands in sight
I start cursin, cause it don't make sense
Why would i run and try to jump a fence
If i was plannin, a smooth getaway
I never woulda stopped in the first place
You'd be high speed chasin me but this time you ain't
Cause all i got on me is a big fat bank
And i hope i don't get robbed by you know who
Make me donate some g's to the boys in blue
And if i sue, i won't get nothin back
But i ain't mad... i'm just black...
I want to be free! ohhh yeahhh
I want to be free! ohhh yeahhh
I want to be free! ohhh yeahhh
I want to be free! ohhh yeahhh
song performed by by Too Short
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Life Is Too $hort
I remember how it all began
I used to sing dirty raps to my east side fans
Back then I knew ya couldnt stop this rap
No m.c. could rock like that
Then the new style came, the bass got deeper
Ya gave up the mike and bought you a beeper
Do ya wanna rap or sell coke?
Brothers like you aint never been broke
People wanna say its just my time
Brothers like me had to work for mine
Eight years on the mike and Im not jokin
Sir too short comin straight from oakland
California, home of the rock
Eight woofers in the trunk, beatin down the block
Short dog, Im that rappin man
I said it before and I ll say it again
Life is too short
Too short
Life is too short
Life is to some people unbearable
Committin suicide and thats terrible
Was it much too much or nothing big?
If ya live my life, youd be fightin to live
Life is to me my main asset
I be doin all right and keep it just like that
Chill out at the house and pump that bass
Im tryin to get rich as I rock the place
Everybodys got that same old dream
To have big money and fancy things
Drive a brand new benz, keep your banck right here
Never hear me stutter once because I talk real clear
Its on you, homeboy, watcha gonna do?
You can take my advice and start workin, fool
Or you can close your ears and run your mouth
And one day, homeboy, ya soon find out
Life is too short
Too short
Life is too short
Life is too short, would you agree?
While Im livin my life, dont mess with me
Its been a long time, baby, since I first got down
But I still keep makin these funky sounds
Cause I dont stop rappin, thats my theme
I make a lot of money, do you know what I mean?
Like this, complicated ya must stay up
Ya asked a simple question boy, dont say what?
Ya only live once and ya callin it hell
Policeman tryin to take ya to jail
You could give a man time but you dont know
I a matter of time, Ill be runnin the show
Now another young buck wants to be on top
Makin big money, slangin hop
The task force tryin ta peel your cap
Turn around, homeboy, ya better watch your back
Life is too short
Too short
Life is too short
You can take back all the things you give
But ya cant take back the days you live
Life is to some peole whove been on earth
Livin every single day for what its worth
I live my life just how I please
Satisfy one person I know, thats me
Work hard for the things I achieve in life
And never rap fake when Im on the mike
Cause if a dream is all you got, homeboy
Ya gotta turn that dream into the real mccoy
Not time to waste, just get on that case
Ya cant be down cause ya need to taste
A good life livin like a king on a throne
Gettin everything ya want and tryin to have all your own
So life
Dont be stupid though
Cause when ya waste it, youll know
Life is
Life is
All right, thats it
song performed by by Too Short
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I Can't Mess With You
[Chorus]
I can't mess with you cuz I'm still in love with you (Ohhh)
I can't mess with you cuz I'm still in love with you (Ohhh)
I can't mess with you cuz I'm still in love with you (Ohhh)
[Verse 1]
Baby yesterday would seem real cool but lately you treat me so cruel
Sleepin next to you feels new
It ain't nothin like it used to
Still if I'm not next to you
I need some tweekin' I'm out of tune
But somethin' bout that thang you do
It could only come from you
[Bridge]
You like my body I want your last name why can't we make it work
And when you leave me right when you see me, get on each others nerves
[Chorus]
I can't mess with you cuz I'm still in love with you (Ohhh)
I can't mess with you cuz I'm still in love with you (Ohhh)
I can't mess with you cuz I'm still in love with you (Ohhh)
[Verse 2]
Something the other day I thought of you made me feel like you poisoned my food it just got to be
Some voodoo why can't I get approved by you what the hell am I supposed to do when all my self
Directed by you I'm effected by all your cause and cures I need to get away from you
[Bridge]
You like my body I want your last name why can't we make it work
And when you leave me right when you see me, get on each others nerves
[Chorus]
I can't mess with you cuz I'm still in love with you (Ohhh)
I can't mess with you cuz I'm still in love with you (Ohhh)
I can't mess with you cuz I'm still in love with you (Ohhh)
[the Dream Rap]
I didn't know how sore I tried to buy your love I should've been up at the crib but I was up in the
Club
My niggas told me Dream take it home
But I was like give me another shot of hinicey dogg travelin high speeds then we crashed main and I
Was so blind in the fast lane and you were a better woman than I was a man can you forgive the
Blueprint it wasn't in my plans and all you ever asked was to understand but I had my head to far up
In my ass any nigga can love a girl's body but it took man to love your mind I heard you doin fine I
See you in magazines every other page I wish I wasn't talkin to you from this cage but I'm screamin go
Girl from the jail cell and Niv I know I did you wrong but I meant well
[Chorus]
I can't mess with you cuz I'm still in love with you (Ohhh)
I can't mess with you cuz I'm still in love with you (Ohhh)
I can't mess with you cuz I'm still in love with you (Ohhh)
song performed by by Nivea
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Back Seat Of My Car
Speed along the highway, honey I want it my way
But listen to her daddys song, dont stay out to long
Were just busy hidin, sitting the back seat of my car
The lazy lights are pretty, we end up in mexico city
But listen to her daddys song, makin love is wrong
Were just busy ridin, sitting the back seat of my car
Oh we was only busy hidin, sitting the back seat of my car
And when weve finshed drivin we can say we were late in arriving
And listen to her daddys song, we believe that we cant be wrong
Ohhh we believe that we cant be wrong
Ohhh we believe that we cant be wrong
We can make it to mexico city, sittin in the backseat of my car
Ohhh we believe that we cant be wrong
Ohhh we believe that we cant be wrong
Ohhh we believe that we cant be wrong
Ohhh we believe that we cant be wrong
Ohhh we believe that we cant be wrong
Ohhh we believe that we cant be wrong
No no no no
Ohhh we believe that we cant be wrong
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Keep The Faith
When every trust you hold
And every truth you're told
Goes up in a cloud of smoke
And every lesson learned
Every corner turned
Ends up as a winding road
Don't be afraid
Sometimes you've got to talk into the dark
To find your way beyond the shadows
Shadows of your heart
(Oh oh oh)
(Keep the faith, Keep the faith)
Ohhh (Keep the faith)
Keep the faith, yeah yeah yeah
When you're still searchin'
(Keep the faith, keep the faith, keep the faith)
You've gotta just believe
And remember, remember to keep the faith
(Keep the faith, keep the faith, keep the faith)
Oh I don't know why
No matter how I try
I manage to lose my way
Covered up in doubt
No easy way out
Oooo takin' it day by day
I don't have the answers
Sometimes I, I don't know if I'm strong enough
But when I feel like givin' up
I've got to remind myself
Ohhh (oh oh oh)
(Oh oh oh)
(Keep the faith, Keep the faith)
Ohhh (Keep the faith)
Keep the faith, yeah yeah yeah
When you're still searchin'
(Keep the faith, keep the faith, keep the faith)
You've gotta just believe
And remember, remember to keep the faith
(Keep the faith, keep the faith, keep the faith)
(Oh no) You don't have to climb
(Oh no) Any mountain
(Oh no) You don't have to move
(Oh no) You don't have to see
(Oh no) You don't have to know
Yeahhh, oh just remember
(Oh oh oh)
(Keep the faith, Keep the faith)
Ohhh (Keep the faith)
Keep the faith, yeah yeah yeah
When you're still searchin'
(Keep the faith, keep the faith, keep the faith)
You've gotta just believe
And remember, remember to keep the faith
(Keep the faith, keep the faith, keep the faith)
Yeah, just believe, just believe
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
song performed by by Jo Dee Messina
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I Aint Trippin
I was told not long ago
Too $hort dont stop that rap!
Now everytime I grab the mic
I rock you just like that
8 years ago when I started to rap
I use to sell tapes everywhere
It was me and my homeboy freddy b, yoo
Kickin it like big players
Everybody loved my raps like 100 dollar bills
I rocked houseparties on 98th
Even rocked in 69 vill
Might find me on the mic at hot lips house
Or at the eastbay dragonspot
All the 85th boys with their hand in the air
Screamin too $hort just dont stop!
Like royal park, like plymouth rock
First street and sunnyside
Like sobrante park and brookefield
East oakland, yeah, thats right
5 years ago I continued to rock
And if you havent yet heard my name
It was all in the papers, on the evening news
I was stone cold in the game
Around that time a friend of mine
My homeboy lionel b hooked me up like this, yoo
On the stage just rockin the beat
Some say I have a dirty mind
Sometimes that might be true
But these are just some dirty times
I aint trippin on you...
I aint trippin, keep on talkin
You think Im smokin that pipe
I got money, homeboy
I even got some of your future wifes
Well, my story goes like this, man
I smooth went out on wax
Singin girl, thats your life
Female funk and shortrapp
Silky d worked the beat kicked me cold cash
I was ridin the bus one day
Next day I was on the gas
Everybody loved too $hort
Rollin down the strip
Then one day just like that
Homeboy jumped on my tip
You started spreadin rumors, man
Said you saw me rappin in jail
No, I never came down to the flatlands
I was chillin with the homies from the hill
I aint trippin but the word went out
Sir too $hort was through
Cant really say where it all began
So ima blamin it all on you
Everybody use to say
Too $hort dont stop that rap!
Now everytime you see my face
You say Im smokin crack
Oakland, california, I heard it all before
Im makin big bank now, rockin the crowd
I aint trippin no more...
Now Im back on top again
I still dont stop that rap
Everytime I grab the mic
My bankrolls gettin fat
Freaky tales took care of that
You know Im comin up
Cause everytime you see my face
Im rollin all so tough
When I made the cut...the-he-he freaky tales
I started picturin this
I named my album born to mack
With the cleaniest raps and beats
Everythin was kickin in
Me and ran kept cashin checks
Next thing I know there you go
Guess whos on my tip?
You said I just got out of jail
Jumped right back on that pipe
Your sisters boyfriend told you, man
Im smokin every night
Then you came to my show
And stood there so damn bold
You said too $hort, man, you smoking
And Im standin here dreamin gold
I aint trippin no more
Really aint worth my time
So to squashed it off I kicked on back
And wrote you all the rhyme
Benzes rollin, beemers jettin
And caddies keep on dippin
You keep on talkin all that crap
I aint trippin...
song performed by by Too Short
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Do Yourself A Favour
If U see me walkin' down the street one day
Don't say nothin' 2 me - no no, nothin'
Cuz U did me wrong when I was doing bad
So bad, I didn't think I was gonna make it
Now I'm alone, feelin' free
Freer than the butterfly flyin' high now - yeah yeah, baby
I don't claim no riches or any miracles
But I'm doin' better on my own
So if U see me, walk on by, baby
Don't say nothin', walk on by now
Do yourself a favor, walk on by, yeah
Don't say nothin', walk on by - yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Oh yeah {x2}
U didn't even try 2 understand
Just where I was comin' from - no no, baby
Instead of understanding, U gave me your demandings
And I couldn't stand it - uh uh, baby
Now it's much 2 late and there's no time 4 me 2 try
Not anymore - uh uh, baby
Listen - Say, I don't feel no pain, it doesn't hurt inside
And I'm doin' better on my own
So if U see me, walk on by, baby
Don't say nothin', walk on by now
Do yourself a favor, walk on by, babe
Don't say nothin', walk on by - yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah {x2}
Now it's much 2 late and there's no time 4 me 2 try
Not anymore - uh uh, baby
I don't feel no pain, it doesn't hurt inside
And I'm doin' better on my own
So looka here, baby!
If U see me, walk on by now
Don't say nothin', walk on by now
Just do yourself a favor, yeah, walk on by girl
Don't say nothin', walk on by - yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Looka here, don't... don't... don't try 2 talk 2 me now, baby
I'm doin' OK
I'm makin' it on my own, baby
Looka here
(Do yourself a favor) {repeat in BG}
U know, honey, U know I ain't rich or nothin'
I ain't claimin' no miracles, but ah...
I'm a bachelor now, baby
U know what I'm sayin'?
Just do yourself a favor, baby, just walk on down the street, huh
I ain't got a damn thing 2 say 2 U now, baby - Look out!
When we was 2gether, did U try 2 understand me? No!
So just do yourself a favor and get the hell down the road
Mmmm
2 sexy
Yeah, mmmm
Somebody call up the Colonel, I hear some chicken scratchin'
Good God, yes
2 sexy
Somebody else fall in, I don't care who it is
Just come on, keep it goin', come on
Uh, yes
U like that?
Then come here, sit down
Let me talk 2 U
U hear that?
That's a 50 dollar bill
When's the last time U seen one of them?
That's what I thought
Let me tell U somethin'
When me and U used 2 be... me and U used 2 be 2gether
I didn't have no money in my pocket
That's all different now, that's all different
Now U wanna play, now U wanna play crazy
U're not crazy
U're no crazier than I, don't play, don't act like that
U didn't try 2 understand where I was comin' from back then
Why U tryin' 2 now?
Cuz U know I got that money, that's why
Uh huh, yeah
Sit down, don't talk, come here, sit down!
I'll kick your ass
What, U think U bad now?
I'll kick your ass
Come here, good God
Mmmm
Oh yes
Somebody call up the Colonel, I hear some chicken scratchin'
Pow!
If U see me walkin' down the street one day, baby
Don't say nothin'
U used 2 do me wrong, baby
That's back when I was doin' bad
But now, baby, now, baby, I got more money than I ever had
Oh Lord, yes yes
Do yourself a favor, baby
Take it on down the road
Let that sidewalk hit U where the dog should've bit U, yes baby
Oh Lord
Oh Lord, eh
I'll kick your ass
Don't U play crazy with me, I'm...
U... U not crazy, I'm crazy
I'm the one that's crazy {fade out}
U're not crazy
Come here
Don't U walk away from me
I don't care what I told U, come back here
U hear me talkin' 2 U, baby?
Come here, come here
I'll kick your ass
song performed by by Prince
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Nobody Does It Better
Funky fresh on the microphone
Too $hort
Too $hort
[ verse 1 ]
See, Im fresh like always, Im comin at you
And you know I wont stop till Im through
So get on it. now is the time
Too $hort, baby,s gonna spit that rhyme
At you, cause Im jammin, so check me
I play the music, even made the beat
Cause Im the most rappin, most rhymin
Rollin in a drop-top straight high-sidin
On you, boy, Im poppin the most
I come from oakland, dont play me close
Cause Im a player, love to play this game
I get funky out here, pumpin the name
Too $hort, the one and only, I just rock it
Fat bankrolls in my pocket
Call me the dirty rapper, Ill say, sure
But Im a young black entrepreneur
Im an mc, right? I own a company too
Programmed the drums and made the groove
So when you look in my face you see a wealthy man
I hope its not hard for you to understand
Im the businessman, its not the same
Im treated like a dope dealer runnin the game
And you wonder why I cant get no peace
Im makin more than the chief of police
Im
Too $hort
[ verse 2 ]
Now that Ive established one fact
I came here to rap
You got a choice to make about me
Can I get busy, are my raps too weak?
Boy, youre too grown, dont say Im borin
Just because you know I come from californ-
Ia where many rappers get no respect
Im at home in a tape deck
I get played and played until its all played out
Sucker mcs come to my house
They want a contract, get signed up
But like toys they need a good wind-up
Then the other suckers, sayin no names
Rap on the mic and use new york slang
Even though we dont talk like that out here
The point Im tryina make comes out so clear
You want paper or plastic, visa or cash?
You wanna burn rubber, gonna step on the gas
Now nip, dip, roll the strip
Gonna take your mind on a serious tip
Like always I made the beat funky
I keep your head bouncin like a dopefiend junkie
I got to say it before I break
I never rap fake
Cause im
Too $hort
[ verse 3 ]
See, Im fresh like always, no sweat
Its time to jump back in the mix and get
On it, now is the time
Too $hort, baby,s gonna spit that rhyme
I sell records everyday
And still I get no radio play
I got homies, they love my beat
So you hear me all over the streets
A tape rhymes with bass, I make it deep
The kinda tape youll always keep
So if you lose it, youre not my mamas son
It aint free, go and buy another one
Like a costume party on halloween
Mcs pop up on the scene
So you made a record, I saw your poster
Im still harder than you, boy, look closer
Wont say whos best, I just tell you the truth
Youre not makin money, so it couldnt be you
So if that leaves me, too $hort, baby
I keep it in tune like do-re-mi
With a strict rap tempo, bassline simple
Take that, its a too $hort rap
Its on you, boy, Im poppin the most
I come from oakland, dont play me close
Cause im
Too $hort
[ verse 4 ]
Nobody does it better
Tell you, nobody does it better than too $hort
I take a limousine to the airport
Fly first class, never ever last
Cause a brother like me, I pay cash
Twinkle, twinkle, star in the night
Dont look now, but Im shinin bright
I know you wanna hear my triple x
Foul language, girls and sex
Well, Im gonna tell you bout livin the life
Stayin in school and not smokin the pipe
Its hard to be a rich man, dont you know?
When you drop out of school and start smokin dope
It goes d-u-m-b
Youre lookin for some d?
Then start tweakin, its goin on
You dont like it? well, play another song
I got rhymes, you wanna hear?
I sing em every day of the year
You try to get it, you think you got it
I hope you like it, cause you sure cant stop it
This rap is so funky fresh
Too $hort, baby, in the flesh
And if you ever say Im through
So what? Im makin more than you
Cause im
Too $hort
song performed by by Too Short
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Paystyle
Yo kid won't you bust your little freestyle yo?
Say what?
You want me to bust a freestyle?
*chuckling*
I don't even know how to do freestyles main
You know i get paid to rap
Bosko, bring the beat in main (aight)
I been rappin for half my life
I'm twenty-eight now sayin pass the mic
If you eighteen or nineteen speak up fool
I was born on the mic before you went to school
Talkin bout pimp game, you know whassup
I wonder if you mom'll let you play that stuff
Now you're flowin like your name is water
But i'm ten years older and my game is harder
I'm not tryin to say you're out there dissin
I'm just tryin to say homeboy listen
Before you grab the mic and act wild
Bitin other mc's mackin styles
And it's all from head, passin round the mic
Never even care who you sounded like
You sound like snoop dogg, then you switched to treach
Bit the pharcyde then a tribe called quest
And you gots no respect for me, is that right?
Well jump your ass on the train witcha backpack tight
And keep rappin, i'm floatin past all the stops
In a clean ass benz i have all the props
Don't need credit from a rapper can you match my visa
I heard your girlfriend was a real trick pleaser
And a too $hort fan, faithfully
When i came to your town she couldn't wait to see me
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
Let me tell you somethin bout a playa named short
Rappers always talk about the way i can't flow
But let me hit the mall with the same mc's
I be signin autographs, spend a gang of g's
While you walkin round broke, nobody knows ya
Lookin like you smoked a whole sack of doja
Outside in the parking lot in front of the cars
Standin in a circle with some wannabe stars
Freestylin, but you ain't original
Say you shootin everything when you sympin those
And to think you could hang with me
I never would spit this game for free
I'm the t-double-o, s-h, o-r-t
I rock all stages and any parties
Any my style is gettin bank
Gettin girls, gettin hella dank
I drop my top when it's hot and sunny
You can't talk about me you ain't havin no money
I set trends in the rap and don't doubt me
And care less when other rappers talk about me
I know all you suckers, heard me rap
So hard, i put your momma in my dirty rap
That's right, all night cause she's a damn good trick
Put them legs up high she couldn't handle it
I'm not a no good punk, i coulda dogged your mother
But life is too $hort, so i kept it undercover
Now you're all grown up, with your partners rappin
But old short dawg'll your ass what happened
To a fake mc, who tried to get with me
I ended his career, instantly
And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
*long musical interlude*
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
Now ask new york, can too $hort flow
Ask detroit, they'll let y'all know
Then ask philly, can i rap
South side of chicago, who's the mack?
I never ever tripped when you slipped tried to rap about me
Everytime i perform, i make a lot of g's
Cause i'm paid in the underground rap world
Eatin good like two hundred pound fat girls
Every single day at the house what's wrong wichu
Eatin fast food if you only knew
I understand though, cause i been there befo'
Eat any damn thing and got nowhere to go
Daydreams, about bein great
It all started back when i was sellin tapes
In eighty-two eighty-three eighty-fo' on up
Waitin still waitin just to blow on up
And when it happened, i still had to wait
I didn't get paid til eighty-eight
I made nine albums in nine years
I'm a true blue west coast pioneer
Dr. dre, ice-t, and all the rest
All that money we makin don't fault the west
Cause we ain't the ones who created rap
But when the west coast laid it, we made it fat
And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
Bitch!
song performed by by Too Short
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Money In The Ghetto
Verse one:
In the ghetto
You think life is hard
Food stamps and to up cars
Wall to wall dirty on carpet
Sit in a buckethopin you can start it
And ride around to the liquor store
Cant get a job get drunk some more
You betta stop trippin on dem stereotypes
Cause in the ghetto theres a good life
We aint starvin like marvin and wont see no roach
When ya chill wit the rich folks in the hood
Ya sittin on leather watchin big screens
Bought by the dope fiends
Smokin, and what about the brother wit the good jobs
Save money and workin hard
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya only got one life to live
I know a brother dat got some cocaine
Ya know his face but dont know his name
Ya know he got the sack man
And hes sittin on a phat bank
Sellin cars at his house in the driveway
Being so clean dont roll it just fly away
Cause folks got money in the ghetto
Yea you know
Chorus:
Hey hey hey
What cha got to say
(its money in the ghetto)
Hollywoooooood
Havin money in the ghettooo
Verse two:
Money in the ghetto aint nothin new
Its been like dat way before you
Was even born get up from the down stroke
Chocolate city for the black folks
Say it loud in ya hot pants
Man child in the promise land
I take ya back to icebergs land
And all the playas that came before him
If you a everyday hustler, get cha money
Cause what they do to black man aint funny
All the time tryin to put us the pen
You get parole and then they send ya again
All the homies in the hood gettin paid
You might have left but the money stayed
In the ghetto it aint all bout drugs
Gettin paid doin all kinds of stuff
Only rule on the street is dont get caught
Unless ya hustle aint breakin the law
And even though rich folks got it good
Were sittin on it phat in the hood
Im ridin dem gold ones
Smokin dank and its potent
Ask dem fools cause they know
Its money in the ghetto
-chorus-
Verse three:
I got money baby just tell me the price
Cause short dawg aint nuttin nice
I always hit the town wit my boy ben franklin
Spend fo get an ounce a dank then
Rich nigga get high relaxin
And if I bust a ben frank get some andrew jacksons
Five twenties for a hundred dollar bill
You know the math lets make deal
On a one dollar bill if ya look on the front
Ya find the face of george washington
Make money baby dats all I do
Dats how I know thomas jefferson is on the two
Abraham lincoln got shot and died
Freed the slaves so they put him on the five
And how much in my old time friend
They put his face on the front of the ten
They are the dead presidents
From the hood and they represent
The american dream for the average monority
Make some money get some weed and a forty
Im on the east side livin like a king
Kick back watch a fifty inch screens
Bounce to the west and hit studio
And spend my money in the ghetto
-chorus-
song performed by by Too Short
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These Chains
Everybody keeps talkin about you, I cant lie anymore
Been too long, what went wrong? its a mystery
Why you ever walked out that door
What direction should I go? girl whats next for me, I dont know
Chorus:
Is it gonna get easier than tryin to break these chains around my heart
Ohhh ohhh
Does it ever get easier, without you I cant pull these chains apart
Ohhh ohhh
I see your face when I look in the mirror
I feel your touch but youre not there
Wakin up, had enough of this dream of mine, girl this just isnt fair
What direction should I go? girl whats next for me, I dont know
Chorus
Day by day, until they break, ohhh ohhh
Chorus repeats out
song performed by by Toto
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Dont Let em Take Your Gun
Ohhh, people why dont you come in here and let me talk to you a while.
Thats right, step right up and listen to a concerned citizen speak his piece.
Ill tell you a little something that my daddy told to me.
My basic fundamentals if you want to be free.
cause son, theres somthing wrong internally.
So, if you want your freedom son.
Dont want your country to be overrun.
You got to keep america number one.
(chorus)
My daddy told me son, dont let em take your gun.
Thats what they tryin to do.
Son, dont let em take your gun.
Theyre takin your bill of rights away from you.
My daddy said son, dont let em take your gun.
Thats what they tryin to do.
Son, dont let em take your gun.
Dont let em take your gun away from you.
Ohhh, this year is our anniversary.
Two hundred years, people weve been free.
Wont be nobody takin over our land.
If everybodys brothers got a gun in his hand.
Im tellin you we learned to fight for justice.
Were willing to die for freedom.
Hand in hand.
You got to understand.
We are american men.
Said they want your gun.
Said they want your gun.
Send em on the run.
Send em on the run.
Hip-hurray for fun.
Hip-hurray for fun.
If they do were done.
If they do were done.
(chorus)
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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Someone
Why, oh why, oh why should I care for someone,
Who doesnt care for me?
I played the game I was subject of, it was all in vain cause I fell in love with someone,
Who doesnt care for me, for me.
I hate the game and what it costs, to feel the pain for the love I lost to someone,
Who doesnt care for me.
Why should I even care for someone,
Who doesnt really care for me?
Im not excited lovin someone,
Who doesnt really care for me.
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh ...
Ohhh, ohhh ...
Ohhh ...
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh ...
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh ...
Ohhh, ohhh ...
Ive come to think that I never learn, it feels so bad cause I yearn and yearn for someone,
Who doesnt care for me.
Why, oh why, oh why should I care for someone,
Who doesnt care for me?
Who doesnt care for me.
Who doesnt care for me.
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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I'm Trying
This gettin up early pullin double shifts
Gonna make an old of me long before I ever get rich
But I'm tryin
It's been two years since we finalized
I still aint used to puttin Ex in front of wife
But I'm tryin
Send more money right away
Is pretty much all she has to say when she calls these days
And don't you be late
But all I can do, is all I can do
But I keep on tryin
And all I can be, is all I can be
And I keep on tryin
There's always a mountain in front of me
Seems I'm always climbing, and falling, and climbing,
But I keep on tryin
I remember daddy sayin keep your eye on the ball
Run like hell, play to win, get up when you fall
I'm tryin
Don't say nothin that you can't take back
Never do anything you might regret
No, don't do that
Daddy, I'm tryin
Know the difference between heaven and hell
Go easy on the bottle, be hard on yourself
And I know he meant well.
But all I can do, is all I can do
But I keep on tryin
And all I can be, is all I can be
And I keep on tryin
There's always a mountain in front of me
Seems I'm always climbing, and falling, and climbing,
But I keep on tryin.
Keep on tryin...
All I can do
Is all I can do
And I keep on tryin
And all I can be
That's all I can be
And I keep on tryin.
But all I can do, is all I can do
But I keep on tryin
There's always a mountain in front of me
Seems I'm always climbing, and stumbling, and falling, and climbing,
But I keep on tryin.
This gettin up early pulling double shifts
Is gonna make an old man of me long before I ever get rich,
But I'm tryin.
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Rhymes
Without a doubt Im comin back and if you dont know
Call me s. i. r. t. double o
I like to say these rhymes, I do it all the time
I make my own damn beat now all the money is mine
I carry big fat wives, I treat my girls like guys
Ask em who do they love? and they all say tide
Im just an m.c. rapper and nothin else
I keep rhymin and I do it by myself
Could you be like me? I rap my none stop rhymes
You will never hear pause when I say these lines
So go on and on, Im sir too short
Just what youve been lookin for
Like pcp or pure cocaine
Dj universe got you sprung in the game
You make money, hear my rap from coast to coast
From host to host, I hear the toast:
Too short, love the way you that hit
Heres to you, keep rhymin and boy dont quit
I say this is how it goes when I say my rap
Most times when I rhyme wouldnt be like that
cause the way I write rhymes you will comprehend
Ill keep rappin to the very end
And if you call me fake Ill say so what?
I got you standin and noddin like you just shot up
So boy straightin up Im still rappin
Comin at you fresh. do you know what happened?
Im sayin rhymes messin with your mind
I didnt want your girl cause she really aint fine
I took her to a motel couldve been a hotel
It costs me 20 dollars but I did it so well
She had to tell your sister, your sister told you
Now the whole damn town calls me playboy too
I got rhymes, keep em comin, they dont stop
Im lookin at an empty page about to fill it up
I write only the truth, speak only to you
So if I tell you to say somethin then you know what to do
I got rhymes, keep em comin, they never stop
I live in california, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
Jump in my car, I do it every week
Djs who know call me mister short
All you wanna be mothers get no child support
Im too short baby gettin rich
Get on the mic and then say... like left to right
Right to left girl stealin your heart is like petty theft
Like 10 to 9, 3 to 2
Ill always be one up on you
Like nightfall makes the sun go down
Crazy rack laid the beat changed your life around
From the sea to the mountains the mountains to the sea
All youre gonna do is wanna rock this beat
Its so rough so tough when I talk this stuff
When I get on the mic I cant get enough
Im the rapper of the season, fresh and decent
All my raps are smooth and decent
Im that rapper known place to place
For the hardest raps with the hardest bass
You see I rap all the time, thats the point
When I walk in the place I just jam the joint
Singin old too shorts on the microphone
The beats so fresh cant leave me alone
You see I rap so cool I will not shout
I keep comin so hard I might knock you out
If you battle with short thats the chance you take
So you better come fresh and dont be fake
All you weak mcs with your weak drum beats
Tellin all your people you can hang with me
Count 1 to 10 count 10 to 20 and Ill just keep on makin money
Life is too short I dont stop
Im hooked on money like a junkie on top
I got to make it every day, I wont go broke
Ask me am I rich and Ill say no
Im your homeboy too short back again
Puttin oakland on the map my rap will never end
Id like to send a special thanks to the dangerous crew
For believin in me when they thought I was through
I got rhymes, I keep em comin
Im on the mic, I wont stop rappin till it comes out right
And when its beatin Ill just say lets roll
I make another record and buy some gold
I keep rhymin and I do it by myself
Im like a one man crew, you see I dont need help
I get the job done so all you fake rappers, mcs rap masters
Give it up leave that rappin to me
Realizin young buck you cant rock that beat
I rap on the mic and youll believe
Nothin aint kickin like the big old c
Its just one hard rapper spittin a rap
Not 3 or 4 suckas or a couple of saps
Like born to mack Ill cash a check
Walkin round like a fool livin up to his rep
Ill tell you life aint long
What you waitin for?
Thought you wanted to be like too short?
song performed by by Too Short
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Dip It Low Ft. Shawnna
(Shawnna)
Uh, Uh
Uh, Uh, Shawnna (Yeah)
Uh, Uh, Christina
Look
I got some game for you Chickens
Listen a minute, please
'Case you be stuck with them (Shhh)
Hit you up then they leave
You gotta stop for a minute
Watch for a minute, breathe
Take you a squat for a minute
Listen to what I speak
I'm tryin to keep it real
Not tryina make a scene
You tryina keep your man
You gotta make him scream
You gotta put it down
Drop it and dip it low
Wind it around a while
Stop 'n now let it go
(Christina)
Says he wants you
He says he needs you
It's real talking when I make him wait for you
If he really wants you
If he really needs you
Really got to have you
Take your time and feel him out
When it's a good boy
I mean a really really good boy
Why not let him lay with you?
That's when you give it to him good
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, Let your back roll
Pop t'pop t'pop that thing
Imma show you how to make your man say "Ohh"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, Let your back roll
Pop t'pop t'pop that thing
Imma show you how to make your man say "Ohh"
You getting warm
He growin' cold
It's just the symptoms of young love
Growin' old
You think it's time
And you're thinking of leaving, but give it time
It's late at night
He's coming home
Meet him at the door with nothin' on
Take him by the hair
Let him know it's on
If you understand me
Y'all come on
All my ladies wind it up
If you know just how to move (mooove)
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do
(show her what you got, daddy)
All my ladies wind it up
If you know just how to move (mooove)
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do
(show her what you got, daddy)
All my ladies wind it up
If you know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (ooooh woo oooh)
Dip it low
Pick it up slow (ohhh)
Roll it all around
Poke it out, Let your back roll
Pop t'pop t'pop that thing
Imma show you how to make your man say "Ohh"
(Imma show you how to make him)
Dip it low (ohhh)
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, Let your back roll
Pop t'pop t'pop that thing
Imma show you how to make your man say "Ohh"
(Shawnna)
Look, I got 'em diggin' me
Feelin the way I groove wit it
And know it's killin' me
Thinkin what he could do wit it
He scared of speakin'
He peekin' under that blue fitted
Send me a drink in a blink
He makin' a move wit it
We at the bar sippin'
We on the floor dippin'
We in the car trippin'
We at the crib kissin'
So now it's on
Listen, I can see really what you want
See you wanna pump all in that body but nah
He seen that booty drop
Poke it, now make it pop
Okay now shake the top
Oh baby make it stop
That's what they all say
I could make or brake 'em all day
What you thinkin, got the Jacob, all gray
In the hallway, Powder Room on play
By the rooms, yo, hey
Buy the tunes, I'll stay, Badaboom
See baby boy, Ya killin em, Do your thang
Me and Milian do 'em like Guinness and Boomerang, Yeah
(Christina)
Dip it low
Pick it up slow (Slow)
Roll it all around (Ohhh)
Poke it out, Let your back roll
Pop t'pop t'pop that thing
Imma show you how to make your man say "Ohh"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, Let your back roll (Come on, come on, come on)
Pop t'pop t'pop that thing
Imma show you how to make your man say "Ohh"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, Let your back roll
Pop t'pop t'pop that thing
Imma show you how to make your man say "Ohh"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, Let your back roll
Pop t'pop t'pop that thing
Imma show you how to make your man say, "OHH!
song performed by by Christina Milian
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Illegal Search
Yo baby
Put your seatbelt on
I got my paperwork, dont worry
Its cool
[ the flex ]
Illegal search
(do you wanna see it? )
(Im gonna do it)
[ verse 1 ]
What the hell are you lookin for?
Cant a young man make money anymore?
Wear my jewels and like freak it on the floor
Or is it my job to make sure Im poor?
Cant my car look better than yours?
Keep a cigar in between my jaws
I drink champagne, to hell with coors
Never sold coke in my life, I do tours
Get that flashlight out of my face
Im not a dog, so damn it, put away the mace
I got cash and real attorneys on the case
Youre just a joker perpetratin a ace
You got time, you wanna give me a taste
I dont smoke cigarettes, so why youre lookin for base?
You might plant a gun, and hope I run a race
Eatin in the messhall, sayin my grace
You tried to frame me, but it wont work
Illegal search
[ the flex ]
Keep on searchin
[ l.l. cool j ]
Im totally relaxed
[ the flex ]
Illegal searchin
[ l.l. cool j ]
Illegal search
[ the flex ]
Keep on searchin
Keep on searchin
Keep on searchin
Gotta, gotta, gotta...
[ verse 2 ]
I call it nice, you call it a drug car
I say disco, you call it a drug bar
I say nice guy, you call me mr. good bar
I made progress, you say, not that far
I just started it, youre searchin my car
But all my paperwork is up to par
Its in my uncles name, so the frame wont work
Chump - illegal search
[ the flex ]
Keep on searchin
[ l.l. cool j ]
Illegal search
You wont find nothin
[ verse 3 ]
On the turnpike, and everythings right
In the background is flashin lights
Get out the car in the middle of the night
Its freezin cold, and youre doin it for spite
Slam me on the hood, yo, that aint right
You pull out your gun if Im puttin up a fight
My car, my clothes, and my girl is hype
But you wanna replace my silver stripes
Youre a real man, your uniform is tight
Fingerprint me, take me name and height
Hopin it will, but I know it wont work
Illegal search
(do you wanna see it? )
[ l.l. cool j ]
Hey yo, marley
Get funky
[ the flex ]
Illegal illegal illegal search
[ l.l. cool j ]
Real funky
(Im gonna do it for ya)
(Im gonna do it)
[ l.l. cool j
Keep it right there
Funk it up
[ verse 4 ]
I was sued to court, the case got thrown out
Im that man that you all read about
Put me in jail, youre doin it for clout
I only got one question: whats that all about?
Jail is somethin that I can do without
Case dismissed, and now you wanna pout
You feel like tryin it again, but you know it wont work
Illegal search
[ the flex ]
Keep on searchin
[ l.l. cool j ]
Illegal search
But I got all my id, and my cars registered
Illegal searchin
Illegal search
And them cops out there
That did the wrong thing to one of my brothers
In jersey
Keep on searching
Youknowmsayin?
Cause that was foul
Peace
song performed by by LL Cool J
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I'm Tryin'
This gettin up early, pulling double shifts,
Gonna make an old man of me long before I ever get rich.
But I'm tryin
It's been two years since we've finalized,
I still ain't used to puttin ex in front of wife.
But I'm tryin.
Send more money right away, is pretty much all she has to say when she
Calls these days and don't you be late
But all I can do, is all I can do and I keep on tryin
And all I can be is all I can be and I keep on tryin
There's always a mountain in front of me,
Seems I'm always climbin and fallin and climbin
But I keep on tryin
I remember daddy sayin keep your eye on the ball, run like hell, play to win,
Get up when you fall
I'm tryin
Don't say nothin that you can't take back
Never do anything you might regret
No don't do that
Daddy I'm tryin
Know the difference between heaven and hell
Go easy on the bottle be hard on yourself
And I know he meant well
But all I can do, is all I can do and I keep on tryin
And all I can be is all I can be and I keep on tryin
There's always a mountain in front of me,
Seems I'm always climbin and fallin and climbin
But I keep on tryin
There's always a mountain in front of me
Seems I'm always climbin and stumblin
And then fallin'
And then climbin'
But I keep on tryin'
This gettin up early pullin double shifts
Gonna make an old man of me
Long before I ever get rich
But I'm tryin'
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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I'm Tryin'
This gettin up early, pulling double shifts,
Gonna make an old man of me long before I ever get rich.
But I'm tryin
It's been two years since we've finalized,
I still ain't used to puttin ex in front of wife.
But I'm tryin.
Send more money right away, is pretty much all she has to say when she
Calls these days and don't you be late
But all I can do, is all I can do and I keep on tryin
And all I can be is all I can be and I keep on tryin
There's always a mountain in front of me,
Seems I'm always climbin and fallin and climbin
But I keep on tryin
I remember daddy sayin keep your eye on the ball, run like hell, play to win,
Get up when you fall
I'm tryin
Don't say nothin that you can't take back
Never do anything you might regret
No don't do that
Daddy I'm tryin
Know the difference between heaven and hell
Go easy on the bottle be hard on yourself
And I know he meant well
But all I can do, is all I can do and I keep on tryin
And all I can be is all I can be and I keep on tryin
There's always a mountain in front of me,
Seems I'm always climbin and fallin and climbin
But I keep on tryin
There's always a mountain in front of me
Seems I'm always climbin and stumblin
And then fallin'
And then climbin'
But I keep on tryin'
This gettin up early pullin double shifts
Gonna make an old man of me
Long before I ever get rich
But I'm tryin'
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Where Has The Love Gone (Fire Island Mix)
[CHORUS:]
Where has the love gone
(Where's the love, where's the love?)
Where has the love gone
(Where's the love, where's the love?)
Where has the love gone
(Where's the love, where's the love?)
Where has the love gone
(Where's the love, where's the love?)
[1a:]
It's not easy taking all responsibilities
Think it's time that we should know
What we really need
If the love has gone then you don't want to stay
Then hey baby we can go our separate ways
Ohhh la la la la la
Ohhh la la la la la
[1b:]
I thought that love we had was
Oh so hard to break
But now I know that it was all give and no take
One sided love affair is
Oh no good to me
I'm a woman and I've got my vanity
[CHORUS:]
[2:]
You might assume like everything was going fine
When there was really something
Deep inside your mind
Let's set it down then maybe we can work it out
There's no need to raise our voices
Scream, or shout
Ohhh la la la la la
Ohhh la la la la la
[CHORUS:]
Ohhh la la la la la
Ohhh la la la la la
[BRIDGE:]
I've come to terms about the way you really feel
I know the love we have is no longer real
[CHORUS:]
[x6:]
A love so strong (a love so strong)
Where did it go wrong (where did it go wrong)
Where has the love gone, a love so strong
Where did it go
Where did the love go?
Oooh, oh oh oh oh
Where did the love go
Where did the love go
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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Living Without You
I wanna go
To see your house,
To see how you're living.
Living without you.
And if you care,
I'm wanting you
From such a distance.
Living without you.
And if you want to try
To speak to me again
I'll be your bestest friend.
Whoa, ohhh, ohhh.
And I want you.
Ohhh, ohhh, oohh.
The things you wrote
To cut me off
When I was trying.
Living without you.
To get with you
Would be your friend.
Make me feel so bad.
Living without you.
And if you want to try
To speak to me again
I'll be your bestest friend.
Whoa, ohhh, ohhh.
And I want you.
Ohhh, ohhh, oohh.
Yeah, sweet girl
I need you.
Oooh, I think it could be so good.
(Solo)
And if you want to try
To speak to me again
I'll be your bestest friend.
Whoa, ohhh, ohhh.
And I want you.
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh.
Yeah, sweet girl
I need you.
Oooh, I think it could be so good.
song performed by by Weezer
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