Apocalypse
Intro:
Yeah, I was looking out my window
When I heard this sound
Look up into the sky
Saw the moon turned to blood
Looked at my little brother
Said, you high as hell maaan
Chorus:
Apocalypse..
1,2 the headlines youths just rolled through
Apocalypse..
3,4 solder, 100 horsemen at your door
Apocalypse..
5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit or miss
We we yall, yeah, we we yall
Verse one:
Arrival of the carnival
New beats, I never recycle
While your looking for samples
You might get trampled
Surprise, hey
Im back with lightning and thunder
I heard you over saying that I was a one year wonder
You dumb or some, I went to refugees
Silly felony, when Im done
Collect royalty from record companys
Clouds getting darker
Suns getting nearer
Ill turn a atheist into a God fearing believer
The back of a building
Your bodys found by children
Playin hide go seek
All we found was his skeleton
In the back of a car
You spawned with the wrong guard
You know my empire strikes back hard
Listen hard, war
This is the day after action
Projects, cannons
Being launched at the palace
Vision, revelation
Sky know apocalypse
Enemy pilots kamikaze into the abyss
Chorus:
Apocalypse..
1,2 the headlines youths just rolled through
Apocalypse..
3,4 solder, 100 horsemen at your door
Apocalypse..
5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit or miss
We we yall, yeah, we we yall, yeah, we we yall
Verse two:
Aiyyo, back on earth
The party is in the tunnel
On the west side of the river
Went mad quiver
Rats get fed to the alligator
Gun blast equivalent to the bombs in pearl harbor
Rescue choppers broke the turn to hiroshima
Im driving to jersey to escape the terror
I was on the highway pushing a black viper
A car pulls up, is he a jack or a sniper (sniper)
A blue range rover, he says pull over
I didnt know he was a dt undercover
I screamed out my lungs
This is discrimination!
He tried, he said you just robbed a gas station
Who me? not me! it couldnt be
I was in the grammys with brandy
Didnt you see me on tv?
Bullshit, yall all in the same game
He tried to run me off the road
Like he was rosco, rico or dre
I stayed calm, gave him a hell of a show
Cause when its time to go
All I gotta press is turbo
Heard it on his walkie, road block on 280 west
Things got serious, thats when I bust a left
U-turn, my eyes burned
My concern was a truck coming
Head on collision within a chase position
Close one, I almost went up in a blaze
Running from what appears to be a masquerade
Least that what I thought, it was all in my mind
Reality stuck when I got to the borderline
The headline reads every ghettos sad story
A rookie shoots a boy over mistaken identity...
(crash)
Chorus repeat (2x)
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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Apocalypse
Intro:
Yeah, I was looking out my window
When I heard this sound
Look up into the sky
Saw the moon turned to blood
Looked at my little brother
Said, you high as hell maaan
Chorus:
Apocalypse..
1,2 the headlines youths just rolled through
Apocalypse..
3,4 solder, 100 horsemen at your door
Apocalypse..
5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit or miss
We we yall, yeah, we we yall
Verse one:
Arrival of the carnival
New beats, I never recycle
While your looking for samples
You might get trampled
Surprise, hey
Im back with lightning and thunder
I heard you over saying that I was a one year wonder
You dumb or some, I went to refugees
Silly felony, when Im done
Collect royalty from record companys
Clouds getting darker
Suns getting nearer
Ill turn a atheist into a God fearing believer
The back of a building
Your bodys found by children
Playin hide go seek
All we found was his skeleton
In the back of a car
You spawned with the wrong guard
You know my empire strikes back hard
Listen hard, war
This is the day after action
Projects, cannons
Being launched at the palace
Vision, revelation
Sky know apocalypse
Enemy pilots kamikaze into the abyss
Chorus:
Apocalypse..
1,2 the headlines youths just rolled through
Apocalypse..
3,4 solder, 100 horsemen at your door
Apocalypse..
5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit or miss
We we yall, yeah, we we yall, yeah, we we yall
Verse two:
Aiyyo, back on earth
The party is in the tunnel
On the west side of the river
Went mad quiver
Rats get fed to the alligator
Gun blast equivalent to the bombs in pearl harbor
Rescue choppers broke the turn to hiroshima
Im driving to jersey to escape the terror
I was on the highway pushing a black viper
A car pulls up, is he a jack or a sniper (sniper)
A blue range rover, he says pull over
I didnt know he was a dt undercover
I screamed out my lungs
This is discrimination!
He tried, he said you just robbed a gas station
Who me? not me! it couldnt be
I was in the grammys with brandy
Didnt you see me on tv?
Bullshit, yall all in the same game
He tried to run me off the road
Like he was rosco, rico or dre
I stayed calm, gave him a hell of a show
Cause when its time to go
All I gotta press is turbo
Heard it on his walkie, road block on 280 west
Things got serious, thats when I bust a left
U-turn, my eyes burned
My concern was a truck coming
Head on collision within a chase position
Close one, I almost went up in a blaze
Running from what appears to be a masquerade
Least that what I thought, it was all in my mind
Reality stuck when I got to the borderline
The headline reads every ghettos sad story
A rookie shoots a boy over mistaken identity...
(crash)
Chorus repeat (2x)
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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Ozone Mama
Written by: r. robinson & c. robinson
Its a trip yall
Git hip to this yall
It will git yall
Gonna hit yall
Never quit yall
Right in the middle of our minds
The bug that bit yall
Make ya itch yall
Inch by inch yall
Til your tall yall
See it all yall
Near and far yall
We wont ever let it drag
This funny feeling got me reeling
Like Im walking on the ceiling
Do it to me now
Chorus:
Ozone mama lay your daddy down
Under the stars right down on the ground
Mother nature got me thinking
bout the love that youve been bringin
Do it to me now
Cmon the ride yall
We provide yall
Its like this yall
Never miss yall
Git up and go yall
Ya never know yall
We be the bottom of your bag
Give a call yall
Anytime yall
Dont be slow yall
Ya gotta know yall
On with the show yall
Bring it all yall
We dont ever have to brag
Well you got this poor boy thinking
Your lovin cup Ive been drinking
Do it to me now
song performed by by Black Crowes
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Underdog
I know how it feels to expect to get a fair shake
But they won't let you forget
You're the underdog and you got to be twice as good (yeah)
Even if you're never right
They get uptight when you got too much
You might start thinking too much, too (yeah)
I know how it feels when you know for real
That every other time (yeah)
You get a raw deal, yeah
Said I'm the underdog, yall
Do you know what I mean, yeah
Said I'm the underdog, yall
Well, I know how it feels to get demoted
When it comes the time to get promoted
Cause you might be movin' up way too fast
If you ever love somebody of a different set,
But the other set was an act you forget
well it just don't go like that, oh
I know how it feels
When people stop, turn around and stare
Say goodbye and they low rate, low rate me (yeah yeah)
Said I'm the underdog, yall
Do you know what I mean, yeah
I'm just the underdog, yall (a a a ahhh)
Un-der-dog, Un-der-dog,
Un-der-dog, Un-der-dog (roarrrr)
I know how it feels to be played upon
Be at the party but you're really all alone
They underestimate me
And if you hang out with people you don't even know
Simply because theres a whole lot more of them
You better think you cant
You better think you cant
I know how it feels when you're feelin' down
And you wanna come up but youre really
In the wrong part of town, yeah
Said I'm the underdog, yall
Do you know what I mean
Said I'm the underdog, yall
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Underdog, Underdog, Underdog, yall
Underdog, Underdog, thats me
Underdog, Underdog, Underdog, yall
Underdog hao hao haa (yeah)
Uhh / Come on / Uhh
I'm the underdog, yall
I'm the underdog, yall
I'm the underdog, underdog
Im the freak, Im the freak
I'm the underdog, yall
Ugh
Underdog ohoa
I said yeah yeah yeah yeaaahh
Aw
Ho ho hoa
No no no
Im the underdog
song performed by by Anastacia
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Call The Law
Step, step 2 the mic, huh
Not yet
Step, step 2 the mic, huh
Step 2 the mic and taste the hype
Its manifested, this blessed gift, I had 2 bring it right
So let me dive right in
Where do I begin? hmm, well, let me...
Call the law (call the law), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
Call the law (call the law), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
Call the law (call the dogs), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
Call the law (call the law), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
(ho, ho, ho, ho!) (alright) {repeat}
(ooh) the law, they come around when everyones having a ball
And by the way, that reminds me of a party yall
North side minnie, twin cities, mid-summer on the scene
And my people get busy fryin up the bird (get the chicken, baby)
Word, whoever heard of a party bein ready without a money makin pot of spaghetti (ha ha ha)
Yeah, what u laughin at?
Im sellin liquor plus some plates at $7 a crack
Huh, and thats profitable
And 4 a sucker like u, thats a mouthful
Hmph, u better call the law cuz we gettin extreme
Pick it up p
Call the law (call the law), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall) {x4}
(ho, ho, ho, ho!) (alright) {repeat}
Alright
Yeah
(man, I dont know what the hell yall sellin)
(fellas, yo, what u doin now? ) (what u doin tone? )
Boy, I aint turning down nothing, this is my place
U know what Im sayin?
Homeboy
Back 2 the scene, the basements packed
Buddy at the front door breakin backs
Thats security ensuring thee
The best possible time 4 u and me, yeah
The partys jumpin (ho, ho, ho)
Everybodys bumpin 2 rock creek park when (ho, ho, ho)
Bo and his girl got silly (whatd she do? )
Jumped up on my chandelier and got busy, yeah
He had 2 snatch the ho (what? )
We got geo in the background screamin, here we go, here we go!
Yeah, the tempos upbeat
Hollywood swingin at the end of the bar
He began singin, if I didnt care...
Yeah, u better call the law (call the law)
Were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
(ho, ho, ho, ho, here we go, here we go!) (alright) {repeat}
Yeah, thats alright
Give it 2 me, come on
Yeah, mm hmm, alright
Mmm hmm, yeah
Kick it p (u better call the law)
Im outta here, yeah
Peace
Alright, alright
Call, call the law, alright
song performed by by Prince
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Sympathy For The Parents
Some Bitch: I want to know um...why it is that all of you
Seem to have satanic signs all over you
and what is that make...
Does this music cause you to do what you do?
Manson: Is that directed at us or the parents?
Donahure: That's funny......Twiggy
Manson: Does the music cause us to do what we do?
Donahure: That's your little tape recorder...ok
Manson: We cause the music to do what it does...I think
I think moshing is a sign of what christians would call uh...the
Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Christmas Apocalypse
One winter’s night while dreaming…..,
Of a world so pure…..,
I could feel the confidence…..,
That made me so sure…..,
Then suddenly I woke up…..,
Careful not to scare the kids…..,
Feeling the greatest revelation…..,
It was a wondrous sensation…..,
While I whispered with my lips…..,
Christmas Apocalypse…..,
Christmas Apocalypse…..,
And I hoped God could hear me…..,
Cause my heart was doing flips…..,
As I said it again and again…..,
Christmas Apocalypse…..,
Christmas Apocalypse…..! ! !
poem by Trade Martin
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Heard In On The X
Do you remember
Back in nineteen sixty-six?
Country jesus, hillbilly blues,
Thats where I learned my licks.
Oh, from coast to coast and line to line
In every county there,
Im talkin botu that outlaw x
Is cuttin through the air.
Anywhere, yall,
Everywhere, yall,
I heard it, I heard it,
I heard it on the x.
We can all thank doctor b
Who stepped across the line.
With lots of watts he took control,
The first one of its kind.
So listen to your radio
Most each and every night
cause if you dont Im sure you wont
Get to feeling right.
Anywhere, yall,
Everywhere, yall,
I heard it, I heard it,
I heard it on the x.
song performed by by ZZ Top
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Push It Up
(push it up! push it up!)
Put your hands up c come on (push it up!)
Huh c yeah, this is it, this is it (push it up!)
This is it
I think they got 2 get ready 4 this one here c come on!
(ooh, everybodys here) say what?
(this is the jam of the year)
Huh, what did I hear? (push it up! push it up!)
Uh, wasnt quite clear
(ooh, everybodys here) say what?
(this is the jam of the year)
Oh, huh - I hear ya, huh (push it up! push it up!)
Come on, uh
If ure ever down draggin on the ground
Face twisted with a funky frown
Let me turn u on 2 somethin that I found
2 make u feel good, feel good
Negativity like gravity
Gotcha fallin fast from reality
U gotta get up, put up, move up
And just do what u should, u should
Realize that u are somebody
Come on, yall, and join the party
Everybody grab a body
And feel good, u should
Chorus:
Push it up - push it up - push it up - push it up
(ooh, everybodys here - this is the jam of the year)
(push it up! push it up!)
Push it up - push it up - push it up - push it up
(ooh, everybodys here - this is the jam of the year)
(push it up! push it up!)
Push it up, push it up 2 the sky
U dont have 2 have a plane 2 fly
If u listen 2 the truth and not the lie
Stop cryin, cryin
In harmony, cant u see
Every color all in the same key
And thats the way jah wants us 2 be
Start tryin, a-tryin
Realize that u are somebody
Come on, yall, and join the party
Everybody grab a body
And feel good, u should
Chorus
Come on - wake up your body, wake up your body
Wake up your body and move it around c come on
Yeah, huh
Where the party at in here, yall?
Where the party goin down in here? uh
Now I wanna know whos ready 2 show me
Get on down with the one and only party ambassador
Flip styles like a spatula mac-tacula
More legend than a new acura
Body tone stone while I rap 2 her
Capture her thinkin Im a mac 2 her
Just because Im attracted 2 her
But the fact of the matter is the dance floors phatter
The crowds on fire as we push it up higher
Push it up! - come on, yall
Push it up! - put your hands in the air
Push it up! - come on, yall
Push it up! - while the artist turn it up, come - uh!
Yeah, huh
Break it on down (push it, push it up!)
Huh
This is the jam, this is the jam, this is the jam of the year {x2}
Push it up {x12}
Everybody grab a body, everybody push it up {x2}
On and on till the early morn - push it up
Push it up {x7}
song performed by by Prince
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Freakin It
Im bout to freak this
Ha ha ha ha
What what what what
Uh big will uh Im bout to freak this
What you want me to freak this
Just peep it while I freak this
Aiight aiight
Im bout to freak this full out the king of the hill
Big will keepin it real knees to the grill
The whole set on lock down making you flock down
To where Im at to hear my rap
I be that cat that set trends
Where yall at
On the corner with your freinds
Heard you screamin about cream in your rap kid
Yo my last check for wild wild west came on a flat bed
Once and for all lets get this straight
How you measure a rapper what make an mc great
Is it the sales 20mill
Is it the cars bentlys
Is it the women jada
Is it the money please
Mr clean yet the fact remain
Got girls that dont speak english screamin my name
All you rappers yellin bout who you put in a hearse
Do me a favour write one verse without a curse
Im bout to freak this yeah yeah
What you want me to freak this yeah yeah
Dont sleep Im gonna freak this yeah yeah
Yo its smooth when I freak this yeah yeah
Lay back Im bout to freak this yeah yeah
Peep this when I freak this yeah yeah
Lay on back Im bout to freak this yeah yeah
What you want me to freak this yeah yeah
I dont wanna see yall sittin around dont wanna see yall sittin around
I dont wanna see yall sittin around dont wanna see yall sittin around
Aiight one more give dejavu
Up the chart yo yall see the way I flew
Cant nobody do this the way I do
You like how I freaky freak this say I do I do
Haters sick of the hits like the witch of the west no body wicked as this
I read in rap pages they refer to me as soft
Yeah more like microsoft
Will gates of the rap game
Quintessential megalomaniac
Whats my rap name big will
Im the man not conceited Im as good as I say I am
Dang diggy dang da dang da dang diggy diggy
Back withe the track masters to bang jiggy jiggy
Yo every time time I shoot I score
So many awards I can start a grammy chess board
Im bout to freak this yeah yeah
What you want me to freak this yeah yeah
Dont sleep Im gonna freak this yeah yeah
You know you like this when I freak this yeah yeah
Watch me Im bout to freak this yeah yeah
What you want me to freak this yeah yeah
Dont sleep Im gonna freak this yeah yeah
Yo its smooth when I freak this yeah yeah
Im bout to freak this
Im bout to freak this
Im bout to freak this
Tone and poke lace the track
I lace the rap
Jeff do the cut
Yeah what rob do the mix tape to jl
Then tommy mattola put it on sale
Then come da moment of truth
Hot off the press to the dj booth
Hey yo here it comes yall that brand new will smith cut
Soon as it drop watch the phones blow up boom
Then ship a mill
Quick to the store
What sold out
When yall gettin more
Finally get it
Bump the track
Then come the multi platinum plaque
Now Im gonna leave it up to you
I bank the hit sound just for you
And then my dream come true
This years american music award goes to huh thankyou
Im bout to freak this yeah yeah
What you want me to freak this yeah yeah
Yo you know Im bout to freak this yeah yeah
Oh you like when I freak this yeah yeah
Dont sleep Im gonna freak this yeah yeah
What you want me to freak this yeah yeah
Girl you know Im bout to freak this yeah yeah
Yo peep it while I freak this yeah yeah
Aint no way I gotta frea this yeah yeah
Yo you like how I freak this yeah yeah
Yo check this when I freak this yeah yeah
Look at when I freak this yeah yeah
Yo you know Im gonna freak this yeah yeah
Dont sleep Im gonna freak this yeah yeah
What you want me to freak this yeah yeah
Big will just freak this yeah yeah
song performed by by Will Smith
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My Brother Esau
My brother Esau killed a hunter
Back in 1969
And before the killing was done,
His inheritance was mine.
But his birthright was a wand to wave
Before a weary band.
Esau gave me sleeplessness
And a piece of moral land.
My father favored Esau,
Who was eager to obey
All the bloody wild commandments
The Old Man shot his way.
But all this favor ended
When my brother failed at war.
He staggered home
And found me in the door.
[Chorus:]
Esau skates on mirrors anymore...
He meets his pale reflection at the door.
Yet sometimes at night I dream
He's still that hairy man,
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse
And wandering the land.
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse
And wandering the land.
Esau holds a blessing;
Brother Esau bears a curse.
I would say that the blame is mine
But I suspect it's something worse.
The more my brother looks like me,
The less I understand
The silent war that bloodied both our hands.
Sometimes at night, I think I understand.
It's brother to brother and it's man to man
And it's face to face and it's hand to hand...
We shadowdance the silent war within.
The shadowdance, it never ends...
Never ends, never ends.
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse, yet again...
Yet again.
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse,
And wandering the land
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Get It Up
(appears on the poetic justice soundtrack)
Hey, ha ha
There it goes
Yeah
cause wes abouts to flow
There it is
For the fellas
There it is
Thats it
Thats right
There it is
For the fellas
Comin back on the sexy tip
Ya know what Im sayin
Wit no mo dresses for yall
No mo dresses
My brother (brother)
Get it up
Get it up
Tlc is back on the mic
Ya know
Ha ha
Get it up...
Get it up
Get ready for a real good time
Im gonna try to blow your mind
Cant ya see
You and me
It sounds so nasty
Get it up
Let your thang hang down
We could fool around
Dont ya know
I want you so (yeah)
Make me happy (oh)
Chorus:
Get it up
Get it up...
Get it up
Get it up
There is nothing wrong
With freakin all night long
Me and you
Were in a groove
It feels good to me
Get it up
Leave your cares behind (just leave your cares behind)
Let me try to find
Find a spot (a spot)
To get you hot (ha ha)
Let me do you
Ooohhh...
Chorus
One time huh (ha ha ha...)
Whoo...there it is
Uh...there it is
Yall know what its like
Yall know what Im talkin about too (ahh)
I know yall done did that nasty
Yo
And the left is thinkin about it
Just to think about it
Leaves your knees in tension
Hes not tension loosen up enough
Enough to clenchin
Whatevers mentioned (mention)
Not to mention what I hand you wit in question
And a question at hand (there it is)
Are you ready to make me feel the definition of a man (man)
Man, is it hot or is it me (oh-whoa-hoa-hoa)
Me I guess
cause when it comes to feelin free
Ya free villains on civility my sexuality
A formality of reality
So dont touch me in the morning and walk away (walk away)
As I commence to yawnin commence to stay (come on)
Stay up for the rest of the day (day)
Just enough for my tongue to play (play)
Play me back, back and forth (play)
Like a kiss (yo)
As I go a little somethin like this
Ohhhh...
You make me wanna sing
Ohhhh...
Get me, get me up (yeah hey yeah)
Get it up, get it up
I wanna love you baby
Ill freak you all night
(love you baby
Get it up, get it up
Ill freak you all night
Get it up, get it up
I wanna love you baby
Ill freak you all night
Love you baby
Chorus
Chorus
Wit no mo dresses for yall
No mo dresses my brother
You have to be down if you wanna be our baby baby baby
Know what Im sayin
Thats what Im talkin about
Baby baby baby, they got to be some fish out of the ocean
song performed by by TLC
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Wake Up & Live
One, two, three, four!
Wake up and live, yall,
Wake up and live!
Wake up and live now!
Wake up and live!
Life is one big road with lots of signs,
So when you riding through the ruts, dont you complicate your mind:
Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy!
Dont bury your thoughts; put your vision to reality, yeah!
All together now:
Wake up and live (wake up and live, yall),
Wake up and live (wake up and live),
Wake up and wake up and live, yeah! (wake up and live now),
Wake up and (wake up and live) - wake up and live!
Rise ye mighty people, ye-ah!
Theres work to be done,
So lets do it-a little by little:
Rise from your sleepless slumber! yes, yeah! yes, yeah!
Were more than sand on the seashore,
Were more than numbers.
All together now:
Wake up and live now, yall!
(wake up and live) wake up and live!
Wake up and live, yall!
(wake up and live) wake up and live now!
You see, one - one cocoa full a basket,
Whey they use you live big today: tomorrow you buried in-a casket.
One - one cocoa full a basket, yeah, yes!
Whey they use you live big today: tomorrow you bury in-a casket.
Wall together now:
(wake up and live now!) wake up and live! oh! yeah-eah!
(wake up and live!) uh!
(wake up and live now!) wake up and live!
(wake up and live) keep on playin!
(wake up and live, yall) uh! yeah! yeah!
(wake up and live!)
(wake up and live now!)
(wake up and live!) break it down!
---
/saxophone solo/
Come on, man!
How is it feelin over there?
(wake up and live now) all right!
(wake up and live!) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Uh!
Come on, man!
You gotta wake up and live!
---
Life is one big road with lots of signs, yes!
So when you riding through the ruts, dont you complicate your mind:
Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy!
Dont bury your thoughts; put your dream to reality, yeah!
Wall together now:
(wake up and live, yall)
(wake up and live!) wake up and live, yea-eah!
(wake up and live now!)
(wake up and live!)
Wake up and live now!
(wake up and live) wo-oh!
Wake up and live now!
Wake up and live
song performed by by Bob Marley
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Kenny Rogers - Pharoache Monch Dub Plate
F/ kenny rogers, pharoahe monch
[wyclef jean]
Yo Im happy to be in the south
To set off my tour in the countryside
But who better to set it off for me than this man right here
[kenny rogers]
Yo this kenny rogers chillin on the country side
With men like wyclef (uh-huh) jerry wonder (uh-huh)
Big jack (mm-hmm) big beast (mm-hmm)
And we gon do something like this for you
You got to know when to hold em (yeah, yeah!)
Know when to fold em (djs, djs!)
Know when to walk away (hip-hop, hip-hop!)
Know when to run.. (yeah, yeah!)
You got to count your dub-plates (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
Before you touch the turntables (all hoods!)
Cause if you run out of big tunes
That means your sound is done (yall ready? )
Chorus: kenny rogers
You got to know when to hold em
Know when to fold em (soundbwoys)
Know when to walk away
Know when to run.. (hey, hey, hey, hey..)
You got to count your dub-plates
Before you touch the turntables (djs)
Cause if you run out of big tunes
That means your sound is done
[pharoahe monch]
Get the hell up!
clef said, get the hell up!
Now throw your hands in the sky (bo! bo! bo! bo!)
Brooklyn in the back shootin craps yall whassup?
Ladies; lookin hot and pretty
Doin your thing in the club high saditty
Worldwide - the gritty committee pity the fool that
Act {shitty} in the midst of the calm, the witty
(you got to know when to hold em..)
Yall know the name!
Same assassin from before, but the beat just changed a little
(? ? ) who flip flows
That got women in they thongs gettin on but not sisqo
Select your squad team and your itch
Bey know my flow muy caliente, fuego
No disrespect to soundbwoy, but you better step away from me
Easily defeat measley mcs and tease you
Ease back squeeze two in your wig and breeze through
Chorus
[wyclef jean]
Cmon, cmon
(get the hell up!)
Soundbwoys (clef said, get the hell up!)
(now throw your hands in the sky) yo
This combination gon bust from brooklyn to shanghai
Feel the boogie boogie henny got me tipsy tipsy
Kenny rogers and pharoahe monch? no way, this cant be
48 tracks, country meets rap
Put this on full blast, Im about to break all formats
My destiny is to lead while yall follow
This is +showtime+ and Im +live at the apollo+
Chorus two: kenny rogers + wyclef
You got to know when to hold em (soundbwoys)
Know when to fold em (emcees)
Know when to walk away (yeah, yeah, yeah..)
Know when to run
You got to count your dub-plates
Before you touch the turntables (djs)
Cause if you run out of big tunes
That means your sound is done
Chorus
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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Kenny Rogers - Pharoache Monch Dub Plate
F/ kenny rogers, pharoahe monch
[wyclef jean]
Yo Im happy to be in the south
To set off my tour in the countryside
But who better to set it off for me than this man right here
[kenny rogers]
Yo this kenny rogers chillin on the country side
With men like wyclef (uh-huh) jerry wonder (uh-huh)
Big jack (mm-hmm) big beast (mm-hmm)
And we gon do something like this for you
You got to know when to hold em (yeah, yeah!)
Know when to fold em (djs, djs!)
Know when to walk away (hip-hop, hip-hop!)
Know when to run.. (yeah, yeah!)
You got to count your dub-plates (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
Before you touch the turntables (all hoods!)
Cause if you run out of big tunes
That means your sound is done (yall ready? )
Chorus: kenny rogers
You got to know when to hold em
Know when to fold em (soundbwoys)
Know when to walk away
Know when to run.. (hey, hey, hey, hey..)
You got to count your dub-plates
Before you touch the turntables (djs)
Cause if you run out of big tunes
That means your sound is done
[pharoahe monch]
Get the hell up!
clef said, get the hell up!
Now throw your hands in the sky (bo! bo! bo! bo!)
Brooklyn in the back shootin craps yall whassup?
Ladies; lookin hot and pretty
Doin your thing in the club high saditty
Worldwide - the gritty committee pity the fool that
Act {shitty} in the midst of the calm, the witty
(you got to know when to hold em..)
Yall know the name!
Same assassin from before, but the beat just changed a little
(? ? ) who flip flows
That got women in they thongs gettin on but not sisqo
Select your squad team and your itch
Bey know my flow muy caliente, fuego
No disrespect to soundbwoy, but you better step away from me
Easily defeat measley mcs and tease you
Ease back squeeze two in your wig and breeze through
Chorus
[wyclef jean]
Cmon, cmon
(get the hell up!)
Soundbwoys (clef said, get the hell up!)
(now throw your hands in the sky) yo
This combination gon bust from brooklyn to shanghai
Feel the boogie boogie henny got me tipsy tipsy
Kenny rogers and pharoahe monch? no way, this cant be
48 tracks, country meets rap
Put this on full blast, Im about to break all formats
My destiny is to lead while yall follow
This is +showtime+ and Im +live at the apollo+
Chorus two: kenny rogers + wyclef
You got to know when to hold em (soundbwoys)
Know when to fold em (emcees)
Know when to walk away (yeah, yeah, yeah..)
Know when to run
You got to count your dub-plates
Before you touch the turntables (djs)
Cause if you run out of big tunes
That means your sound is done
Chorus
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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Movin On
W/ silkk
*silkk*
Yo mya
I know you got a man and all
But uhh I been watchin yall
And if he aint treatin you right
bout time you move on
Now Im not trying to get in between yall two,
But you gonna move, move this way
*mya - verse 1*
Im so confused
I dont know what to do ( gonna be aiight, gonna be aiight)
But I gotta be a woman
I gotta get over you ( yeah aiight, yeah aiight)
I think I saw your babys mother
Creeping at your back door (yeah-ee yeah-ee)
And your lying ass been cheatin
And I cant take it no more oh oh
Im movin on (move on)
Chorus:
On
(movin on)(and move my way)
On
(movin on-on) (move on)
Oh-on
Ill be movin on (and move my way, say what say what)
(2xs)
*mya - verse 2*
Whose drawers are these
You know I wear a size four (huh what, say what)
And if you say that youve been faithful
Who was at your back door
You aint got no money ( it dont matter about all that, I got some)
I shouldve left you long ago (yea-ee yea-ee yea-ee)
And your stroke aint strokin no more
So Ive been sleepin all alone
(she shouldnt have to sleep by herself you know what Im sayin)
If you know what I mean
Im movin on ( move on)
Chorus (2xs)
*silkk*
Well now Im a no limit soldier
Known to keep it rowdy
You know ones that make you say uhh
And bout it, bout it
Now one to the two
Two to the three
I aint sayin leave him
But you need to like roll wit me
Cause I can see you aint happy here
When I look in your eye
You a bird
You gotta spread your wings
So now its time to fly
You aint never gotta trip
Or remind me
Im trying to live ghetto fab
Like takin baths
In bottles of don p
But I aint perfect
Just imagine me with no flaws
Like a parking lot
Wit no cars
Cell block
Wit no bars
World wit no wars
L.a.wit no stars
Check this out
I can heal your broken heart
So dont be so fast
To react so quick
Or get all mad
And try to scratch up my 6
Now you know I get paid
For bustin all kind of tight verses
See I need a girl
That I can see on top
Like silkk and mya
Or vice versa
Chorus
song performed by by Mya
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Keepin It Gangsta
[fabolous talking]
Fabolous, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
Yo, I dont care what yall do, how yall do
Where yall do it, just keep it gangsta
Look at them gangstas
[verse 1]
Fabs livin la vida loca
Only n**** in the hood you can come see for either weed or coca
Narks wanna see me and my team in a chair
They heard about the kid with the high beams in his ear
D.e.a been lookin for proof since 9-3
When I came through in the benz with the roof behind me
Tell them jakes through on bullet proofs and find me
You need extingwishers to go in the booth behind me
Who the f*** wanna beef
My fendi knits be 3x so you cant see whats tucked underneath
And I might not even drop
Just take my advance and make a small town in cleveland pop
Vivrant thing on my hip, that will make you breathe and stop
Rock ya chain in ya shirt, your roll(rollie) with the sleeve on top
You n***** know where my heat stay at
I leave n***** m I a and I aint talkin where the heat play at
Cmon
[chorus]
Yall know who
Keepin it gangsta
We come through
Keepin it gangsta
Yall know how we do
Keepin it gangsta
My whole crew
Keepin it gangsta
[verse 2]
N***** dont think Im still shavin crack
Cause I pull up in a truck with a system that make the pavement crack
Baugettes have my face and beard covered
And I keep a leathal weapon like mel gidson and dan glover
Now I lose v money and c lo
And the cops think me and muggs is g money and nino
I dont hit these honeys with c-notes
Rather put them on greyhound, strap these honeys with kilos
Type of gangsta every chick wants
I get nikes from aster you wont see hit the store for 6 months
Something bout the beamer x5
When I come through it be increaseing a skeos sex drive
Half the click look like they struck genisis up
The other half is tryin to wrap they sentances up
Tn never gone hate, half these artists never slum weight
When they call ny, its the only time they touch the 7-1-8
[chorus]1x
[verse 3]
I lay low on the other side of the globe
Carats hangin out the side of my lobe
Pull in ya drivers side and unload
They find ya when its time for your ride to be towed
On side of the road
With ya brain on ya passenger side of ya rove (rover)
Yall n***** aint aint gangstas til yall ridin
And feds tell ya hit a chick once and she runnin back like fred taylor
Im snatchin everything in the pjs now
Thats why most these n***** in workin with the d a now
If Im in a ride or a buggy coupe 5
Keepin it gangsta
If Im with a hoochie freak or a dime in a gucci sneaks
Keepin it gangsta
If Im probally in the hood or Im in hollywood
Keepibn it gangsta
If I slit 16 on a track or 16 from a gat
Keepin it gangsta
[chorus {till end}]
song performed by by Fabolous
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Boom! Shake The Room
Artist: jazzy jeff & fresh prince
Yo back up now and give a brother room
The fuse is lit and Im about to go boom
Mercy mercy mercy me
My life is a cage but on stage Im free
Hyped up syched up ready for wilin
Standing in a crowd of girls like an island
I see the one I wanna sic come here cutie
I flip em around and then I work that booty
Work the body work work the body
Slow down girl youre bout to hurt somebody
Oh and yo lets get just one thing clear
Theres only one reason why I came here
Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
I came here tonight to hear the crowd go
Chorus:
Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
Tic-tic-tic-tic boom!
Well yo are yall ready for me yet
(pump it up prince)
Well yo are yall ready for me yet
(pump it up prince)
Well yo are yall ready for me yet
(pump it up prince)
Well here I go here I go here I here I go
Yo
Dance in the aisles when the prince steps to it
The rhyme is a football yall and I went and threw it
Out in the crowd and yo it was a good throw
How do I know? because the crowd went hoooo
In response to the way that I was kicking it
Smooth and individual
Rhymes always original
Like the dr. jekyl man and this is my hyde side
I am the driver and youre on a rap ride
So fellas (yeah)
Are yall wit me (yeah)
I said fellas (yeah)
Are yall wit me (yeah)
Why dont you tell the girls what yall wanna do
Ya wanna ooh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh--ooooh
Thats right yo and Im in the flow
So pump up the volume along with the tempo
I want everybody in the house to know
I came here tonight to hear the crowd go
Chorus
Pump it pump it come on now
Repeat 5x
Yeah, come on now
Chorus
Here I go
The the f-f-f-f-fresh p-p-p-prince is who I am
So tell my mother that I never wrote a whack jam
But some times I get n-nervous and start to stutter
And I f-fumble every word for word I utter
So I just try to ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill
But it gets worse-a but worse-a but-but-but worse still
I need the c-c-c-crowd to k-k-k-kick into it
They help me calm down and I can get through it
So higher higher
Get ya hands to the ceiling
Let it go yall dont fight the feeling
Mic in a strangle hold sweat pourin
And like jordan yo Im scoring
Yeah thats right yall and I am in the flow
So pump up the volume along with the tempo
Many have died tryin to stop my show
I came here tonight to here the crowd go
Chorus
song performed by by Will Smith
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Bad Bitch
[fabolous]
(hahahaha)
Yeah, Im a ghetto superstar nigga
Most niggas trying to get one chick, right?
Im trying to get two
You know, two is always better than one, right?
Yeah..
[verse]
Im trying to kill two birds with one stone
Its 151s prone, that have you and huns stoned
Trying the unknown
Doing things I know yall parents wouldnt con-done
Its you, her and me; eyes too blurred to see
Speech too slurred to g
But you know youngn would love ta
See ya upon each other, feeling on me while tonguen each other
Wow! its a wonderful thing
To have a pretty female under each wing
The cake can probly pollie, both of these bobby darlies
That take off their rockavalis?
My job is narly from getting slobbed on harleys
Getting smoke from the supplier, robbin marley
I hope this aint tooking wrong
But ma now I wanna see how both of yall look in thongs
[chorus]
I got a bad bitch on my left side (oww)
Bad bitch on my right side (okay)
I suggest it be best if we get by
Said a bad bitch on my left side (oww)
Bad bitch on my right side (okay)
I suggest it be best if we get by
[verse]
Im willing to geese em if they feeling a threesome
Im pulling up in the gt before the dealers release them
I aint with the blazay blah
Cause I hold the record for the most menage trois and lama taje (? )
I got a bad chick on my left lap
Bad chick on my right lap
Do as I suggest, I confess
At my request they gon get right
So when you see lipstick on both cheeks
That mean I slip dick in both freaks
They started calling me two time johnny
After repeatedly leaving the club wit two damn mamis
This brother done had em
From close friends, the girls all know each other from adam
Im always this humble boo, hell yes!
Its cool for your girlfriend to come through too
[chorus]
[verse]
At the most itll take an hour together
To get these girls from dancing wit each other
In to taking showers together
They know, its a studio in fab crib
One of yall can rock the mic while the other one ad libs
Boo, my government is personal
But I got enough sets of twins to make doublemint commercials
After trying x, I can only imagine what yall be trying next
The stacks that I be splurging have girls in the back of the excursion
Forgetting bout the fact that they was virgins
I dont care who you bringing wit you
Just let her know that Im poking her while Im fingering you
I love that thing that you do
And I know about the tongue and nipple
But I aint know you had a ring in it too
I can tell when they came, cause they start spelling my name
Like f-a, b-o, l-o, u-s (oww)
[chorus]
song performed by by Fabolous
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Speedin Back To My Baby
Im drivin down the road, doin 95 miles per hour, oh yeah
My radios blastin and Im passin cars faster and faster, aha
Im feelin kinda down cos I left her with a frown, my baby, oh yeah
We always seem to fight when things are goin right and maybe, aha
Maybe I should turn around, maybe I should stop, maybe I should turn around
Chorus:
Speedin back to my baby, and I dont mean maybe
Speedin back to my baby, and I dont mean maybe
You know, maybe I should turn around, maybe I should stop
Maybe I should turn around
Im lookin for a station, cos theres no acceleration to get back, oh yeah
My gage is showin red and my batterys dead, Id better find one fast
The whole thing began cos I saw her with a man, my baby, oh yeah
I really wouldnt mind, but you know Ive got my pride to think of, aha
Maybe I should turn around, maybe I should stop, maybe I should turn around
Chorus
I found me a station, now I got acceleration to get back, oh yeah
Shes my only girl and to me shes just the world, so maybe, aha
Maybe I should turn around, maybe I should stop, maybe I should turn around
Chorus repeats out
song performed by by Kiss
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Transparent Parents
(Well, well, well)
Well Im constantly divin down, driving out, jivin about, Is
cause suckers two-faced self assured sickos. I dont get it
seconds are wasted. As for the name of the game that I
tasted, This is the last one, this is the end. A messenger
dead and no message to send. Great wall white whale I
strike the sun now its done, done, done, the word is now
undone. Transparent parent, mister master, driving a boy
from his youth to disaster.Bad, bad, bad brain day and Im
blessed with the word. It comes to my head in the shape of
a bird. (Yeah, yeah) Do it again where I am in the air.
Getting so drunk in my head that I care. Id est I, et Ego est
he, in a low key, (woo)so what do you wanna be.
I want it all again. x4
(Yes check it out, check, check it out)
Here were coming, speaking to the gente, going to the
loco in the quarashi juego pass me the mirror and Ill cut
you a line this is a sequel, I check out and shine. Now come
on and every body lets get high. Im above the clouds living
a goddamn lie. But later on, Im back at last their grabbing
my t-shirt come on take a rest.Doing this yall, doing that
yall, until I stand up against something I fall. Bring out the
best every days a test, 47 temperature the last one is best.
I want it all again. x4
(One, one two, check this out)
Here I am my friends like never before. Out in the back Im
watching the score. Its twisted, its true but I love the sick
mother. Keeping her good like there was no other, Brother,
there must be a way, to get through the day, without getting
stuck in the role of the prey. I am still no one locked in the
cage trying to get back the hand that I gave.
I want it all again.
song performed by by Quarashi
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