Seasoned
[e-40]
Uh, you in a new school whip custom painted candy apricot butter
Im in an antique oldschool four door muffler draggin beat up duster
Wit scrapes and scratches, nicks and scars
Yall git to drink out of wine glasses, we gotta drink out of jelly jars
Down and out like four flat tires no washing machine nor dryer
Just ah pillow sack
And ah bunch of clothes wrapped in a sheet on our way to the laundrymat
Will I ever get paid, can I make a dollar out of fifteen cent
Yallz got it made, we broke and starvin barely payin the rent
Sleepless nights, alligator tears
Mommy arguin wit my daddy, daddy drunk too many beers
911 mr.po, po dey aint happy wit day marriage
Pops tryna beat her down and make her have a miscarriage
My cousin shoots the needle, she be gone for days
She on that da ah diesel, she gone end up wit aids
I told her I love her but you know what she said to me
Everybody got a gay or atleast one dope fiend in they family
You aint the only one wit a reject in yo family
Thats real
The reasoned the reasoned that we are seasoned
Seasoned that we fill our paper want disappear
Ohe, hey its been a long time in the bay
With God on our side we have somethin to say
And the and through the hard times we survive the game
Survive the game
If yall smell onions dats my arms potent
The reason Im musty is caus ewe aint got no mo deordorant
The laughing stock patna, we aint got no cash
Feet stinking through my shoes in p.e. class
Im thriznew wit biznieng brizoke
Im about to hiznit the griznind and if I git popped it aint half no more
Its eighty percent of my time
But thats ah cha ah chance that Im a have to ah take
Today my son birthday and I cant even buy a cake
Im so damn through ah through I had a j.o.b
You want me to cut my perm, oh yall gone ave to fire me
My fellow just got out da joint, that he might be o.k.
But my fellow got out and got stabbed twenty-six times that same damn day
Who wanted to git dunked on in the the flatlands
It aint never too late patna
All we need is a piece of plywood and a milk carton crate
What about dat shopping basket, you know Im smart
We can gone take the wheels off that and ma ah make a go cart
Yo peoples blessed you, I started from a quarter ounce
You came in the dope game wit a silver spoon up in yo mouth
Why we gotta gamble maine
We hurtin, you got all the bucks
In the ghetto we play dominoes for push ups
The reasoned the reasoned that we are seasoned
Seasoned that we fill our paper wont disappear
Ohe, its been a long time in the bay
With God on our side we have somethin to say
And the and through the hard times we survive the game
Survive the game
song performed by by E-40
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The Truth
Mm
What if half the things ever said
Turned out 2 be a lie...
How will u know the truth?
If u were given all the answers
And u stopped 2 wonder why
But how will u know the truth?
Everybodys got a right to love
Everybodys got a right to lie
But the choice u make aint no piece of cake
It aint no mf piece of pie
{clock ticks}
What if times only reason?
Was to give us all somethin 2 fear?
And if so yall, the end of the journeys so clear
Questionaire, what did u stand 4?
Questionaire, who did u save?
When it gets right down to-wait a minute
When it gets right down to the nitty of the gritty
When it gets right down to it u take more than u gave
Everybody got a right to love
Everybody got a right to lie
But the choice u make aint no piece of cake
It aint no mfmf {o(+> screams the following} piece of pie {computer blips}
Mmmm oh
Gotta (gonna? ) tell the truth yall
Gotta tell the truth
Gotta tell the truth yall
Gotta tell the truth
Gotta tell the truth yall
Gotta tell the truth
If there was just one day
That everybody tell the truth
Wed all trade bank accounts & move to back to neptune
song performed by by Prince
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Ill Be Here A While
Ill be here a while, aint going nowhere
Ill be here a while, aint going nowhere
Ill be here a while, aint going nowhere
Ill be here a while
Far is solace in the maddening pace
Sad state written on my face
Not a tight rope walk but dance
Uncertain game of chance
But Ill see it through in time
Ill be here a while, aint going nowhere
Ill be here a while, aint going nowhere
Ill be here a while, aint going nowhere
Ill be here a while
And if a person place or thing can deliver
I will quiver with delight
Tempted by the hand that could
Blind my vision and sight
But at twenty years of age
In frolic and in rage
I will see it through in time
Ill be here a while, aint going nowhere
Ill be here a while, aint going nowhere
Ill be here a while, aint going nowhere
Ill be here a while
But the dawn has come into the endless night
And everythings going to be alright
But at thirty years of age
Through frolic and in rage
All regressed and healed in time
Ill be here a while, aint going nowhere
Said i, said i, said i, I will survive
song performed by by 311
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Im Not Sleeping
(feat. krayzie bone)
Wake up, wake up....
Turn on the water
Close the door
I wont let you tear me down
Just another moment
When the sound of your voice
Cuts me to the ground
Locked in here just to make
Myself feel better
Look in the mirror
And tell myself that Im okay
I know it doesnt matter
Whatever I do
Its always second best
I gotta free my mind
Exactly what you wanted
You opened me up
The secrets I confessed
Wake up, wake up
Im not here just to
Make you feel better
Stroke your ego
Live happy ever after
Im not sleeping
And I aint dreaming
And I aint fooled anymore
Im not sleeping
Just to wake up on the floor
Im not sleeping
Anymore
So many times
I wanted to go
But I just lost my way
Watching you unravelling
The last piece of thread
That held me into place
I dont care if you hear a word
Im saying
I can only hear
The voices screaming in my head
Im not sleeping
And I aint dreaming
And I aint fooled anymore
Im not sleeping
Just to wake up on the floor
Im not sleeping
I done beat your game
But Im not even sleeping no more, Im not even tired
And Im sick of dreaming pain
Tossing and turning all night and waking wide up
Now Im really looking at the door shouldve made this move before
I cant take this anymore
I dont want no more nightmares in the night
No not tonight
I already seen the light
I gotta free my mind
And wake up, wake up
Im not sleeping
And I aint dreaming
And I aint fooled anymore
Wake up
Im not sleeping
Just to wake up on the floor
Im not sleeping
I done beat your game
But Im not even sleeping no more, Im not even tired
Go to wake up
I done beat your game
But Im not even sleeping no more, Im not even tired
Im not sleeping
Just to wake up on the floor
Im not sleeping
Anymore
song performed by by Tiffany
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Nigga Please
[pharrell]
What, uh, cmon, uh, keep the change, my nigga, (its too late)
Its too late for that
Dont gotta to spit that game
Keep the change, my nigga, its too late for that
Keep the change, my nigga, its too late for that
[jay-z]
Uh, uh, young, neptunes, young chris, roc
Uh, pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug the block, get dollars
Pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug my nuts, bitch holla
[chorus: pharrell]
My nigga, please - you aint signing no checks like these
My nigga, please - you pushing no wheels like these
My nigga, please - you aint holding no tecks like these
My nigga, please - you dont pop in vest like these
[jay-z]
My nigga please, uh-huh, uh,
This my world, pimp stroll
Nigga please, you aint start out from your trunk
Then reach the roof, just to put your roof in your trunk
Nigga please, chumps dont tour like us
You on the road a million hours, I fly over your bus
Nigga please, you aint got your neck all froze
With the same logo that you got sketched on your clothes
Nigga please, you dont be getting no hoes
With la perla on they cheeks, cant be messing with cheap chicks
Nigga please, you seldom seen with chicks in 7 jeans
Manolo blahnik Im going through they body like an ultrasonic
You aint got em blowing no chronic
Divine intervention, you cant prevent me from shining
Nigga please, I been around the world
Damn near beat jordan in around-the-world
Nigga please, you cant even hold my shoes
I got wannabes who wannabe me that sound (nigga) better than you
[chorus + ad libs]
[jay-z]
Uh, pimp strolling on em
Black diamonds, rose goldin on em
Paper foldin on em
Snuck pass the dog noses with the foldgers on em
Keys, saran wrap with petroleum on em
Snitch got pinched but he toned it on em
Lawyers got it adjourned, try {? } on em
Witnesses, its no holdin on em
Just george jefferson strollin on em
Nigga please, this is me, this is real as it be
My videos is like real tv
That chick, thats me, that six, thats me
That boat, I had it on the mediterranean sea
Nigga please
[chorus + ad libs]
[young chris]
Yo, yo,
Nigga please, yall aint seeing no checks like these (no)
Yall dont run up in record labels demanding respect like we
Yall dont rock your roc-a-wear nike checks like we
Yall coach class, yall never private jet like we
My nigga please, yall dont smoke the sour diesel like us
You dont go to pop and get ya flour cheaper than us
Knock it off in three hours and repeat it like us
And repeat it we must, yall dont re-up like us
Ay, yall aint being like us, cause yall dont see it like us
The move the ds when they rush
My nigga please, they must be on es and dust
Then niggas fin with pills, yall dont get gs like us
My nigga please, yall youngns aint got o.g.s like me
B. sig, young hov, dame dash, kareem
Nigga please, somebody mustve gassed your team
Think a nigga outrun or outlast gangrene (ganggreen)
My nigga please
[chorus + ad libs]
[pharrell]
Amazing man, got your aerosol,
I made my money, but dont trouble the law
I keep the womens around
I got the gremlins crazy
And wanna know the time
Better have me shades, see
My nigga please
[chorus + ad libs]
song performed by by Jay-Z
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Girls It Aint Easy
(ronald dunbar / edith wayne)
Yeah, it aint easy
Girls it aint easy
To keep the man you love satisfied
It aint easy
Girls it aint easy
To keep the one you love by your side
A womans work is never done
Never stops, it goes on and on
You work your fingers to the bone
You gotta be home every time he phones
Sometimes the going gets a little tough
Seems like my best aint good enough
Keeps you losing sleep
Seven days a week, yeah
It aint easy
Girls it aint easy
To keep the man you love satisfied
It aint easy
Girls it aint easy
To keep the one you love by your side
To keep him happy
You must sacrifice
Be ready and willing
To spend lonely nights
Do what you can
Though he seems ungrateful
Love him so true
Even though he seems unfaithful
But when his hope is gone
And life gets him down
Thats when hell say
He needs you around
Hard to live with him
Hard to live without him
It aint easy, no
Oh, yeah, it aint easy
Girls it aint easy
It aint easy
Girls it aint easy
You got to favour him with understanding
When understanding is what he needs
We try hard to give them respect
All that we get is their regret
But when theyre in trouble
They need our love and care
No matter when we gotta be right there
In between the crying
Gotta keep trying
It aint easy
Girls it aint easy, ooh, ooh, ooh
It aint easy
Girls it aint easy
It aint easy
Girls it aint easy, yeah, ooh
It aint easy
Girls it aint easy, no
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Aint No Use
Rudy stevenson
Aint no use baby
Im leaving the scene
Aint no use baby
Youre too doggone mean
Yes Im tired of paying dues
Having the blues
Hitting bad news
Aint no use baby
Aint no use baby
Im leaving town
Aint no use daddy
Im putting you down
Im gonna change my name
Things wont be the same
Cos Im tired of palying your game
Aint no use baby I tell you aint no use
I tried all these years lord knows Ive tried
Yes and I cried deep down inside
But daddy why complain
Its all over and youre to blame yeah yeah
Aint no use baby
Shed them tears
Aint no use baby
I cried for years for too many years
You done had your fan
Aint no use
Aint no use
Aint no use daddy
Aint no use
song performed by by Nina Simone
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The Ghetto
Talking bout the ghetto...funky funky ghetto
Trying to survive, trying to stay alive
Chorus:
The ghetto
The ghetto
(talking bout the ghetto)
The ghetto
The ghetto
(funk funky ghetto)
Even though the streets are bumpy, lights burned out
Dope fiends die with a pipe in their mouths
Old school buddies not doing it right
Every day its the same
And its the same every night
I wouldnt shoot you bro but Id shoot that fool
If he played me close and tried to test my cool
Every day I wonder just how Ill die
Only thing I know is how to survive
Theres only one rule in the real world
And thats to take care of you, only you and yours
Keep dealing with the hard times day after day
Might deal me some dope but then crime dont pay
Black man tried to break into my house again
Thought he got off early doing time in the pen
Even though my brothers do me just like that
I get a lot of love so Im giving it back to the...
Chorus
So just peep the game and dont call it crap
Cause to me, life is one hard rap
Even though my sister smoked crack cocaine
She was nine months pregnant, aint nothing changed
600 million on a footbal team
And her baby dies just like a dope fiend
The story I tell is so incomplete
Five kids in the house and no food to eat
Dont look at me and dont ask me why
Mamas next door getting high
Even though shes got five mouths to feed
Shes rather spend her money on a h-i-t
I always tell the truth about things like this
I wonder if the mayor overlooked that list
Instead of adding to the task force send some help
Waiting on him Id better help myself
Housing authority and the o.p.d.
All these guns just to handle me in the...
Chorus
Even though they put us down and call us animals
We make real big banks and buy brand new clothes
Drive fancy cars, make love to stars
Never really saying just who we are
We use alias names like too $hort
Sell you stuff you might kill for
Young kids grow up and thats all they know
Didnt teach him in school now hes slangin dope
Only thing he knows is how to survive
But will he kill another brother before he dies?
In the ghetto, you keep one eye open
All day long, just hoping and hoping
You can pay your bills and not drink too much
Then the problems of life youll be throwing up
Like me, but you dont see
Ten years from now, where will you be?
Chorus
So much game in a too $hort rap
Blacks cant be white and whites cant be black
Why you wanna act like someone else?
All you gotta do is just be yourself
Were all the same color underneath
Short dogs in the house youd better listen to me
Never be ashamed of what you are
Proud to be black stand tall at heart
Even though some people give you no respect
Be intelligent, when you put em in check
Cause when youre ignorant, you get treated that way
And when they throw you in jail you got nothing to say
So if you dont listen its not my fault
Ill be getting paid while youll be paying the cost
Sitting in the jailhouse running your mouth
While me and my peoples try to get out
Chorus
song performed by by Too Short
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Only The Strong Survive
When the pressures on and youre all alone
Take a little ride into the danger zone
When the moon is up and the skies are clear
Just show me a sign and well be outa here
Take me up on a wing and a prayer
If you need a friend you know Ill be there
Hound dogs howlin all through the night
Eight miles high and Im doin alright
Better move over cause youre goin too slow
I feel the need for freedom now its time to go
Its a fine line between pleasure and pain
Let your conscience be your guide til we meet again
Your time has come - you can stand or you can run
But dont keep it all inside
Cause you gotta understand that there aint no second chance
No-one gets outa here alive - only the strong survive
Tearin it up goin down the track
Gonna fly so high, I might never come back
If things get tough you can count me in
Cause if you play the game you gotta play to win
Take me up where only angels can fly
If you need a helpin hand I wont pass you by
Your time has come - you can stand or you can run
But dont keep it all inside
Cause you gotta understand that there aint no second chance
No-one gets outa here alive - only the strong survive
Solo
Take me up on a wing and a prayer
If you need someone you know Ill be there
Your time has come - you can stand or you can run
But dont keep it all inside
Cause you gotta understand that there aint no second chance
No-one gets outa here alive
Only the strong survive
Only the strong survive
Well Im doin what I can - you gotta understand
Only the strong survive
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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Unconditional Love
(what yall want? )unconditional love (no doubt)
Talking bout the stuff that dont wear off
It dont fade
Itll last for all these crazy days
These crazy nights
Whether you wrong or you right
Im a still love you
Still feel you
Still there for you
No matter what (hehe)
You will always be in my heart
With unconditional love
Come listen to my truest thoughts, my truest feelings
All my peers doing years beyond drug dealing
How many caskets can we witness
Before we see its hard to live
This life without god, so we must ask forgiveness
Ask mama why God deserved to die
Witness the tears falling free from my eyes
Before she could reply
Though we were born without a silver spoon
My broken down tv, show cartoons in my living room (hey)
One day I hope to make it
A player in this game
Mama dont cry, long as we try
Maybe things change
Perhaps its just a fantasy
A life where we dont need no welfare
Shit with our whole family
Maybe its me that caused it
The fighting and the hurting
In my room crying cause I didnt want to be a burden
Watch mama open up her arms to hugging
And I aint worried bout a damn thang, with unconditionl love
[chorus: 2x ]
In this game the lessons in your eyes to see
Though things change, the futures still inside of me
We must remember that tomorrow comes after the dark
So you will always be in my heart, with unconditional love
Just got the message youve been calling all week
Been out here hustling on these streets, aint had a chance to speak
But you know, with you and me its on g
We could never be enemies, cause you been such a good friend to me
Where would I be without my dogs
No wonder why when times get hard
Cause it aint easy being who we are
Driven by my ambitions, desire higher positions
So I proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission
Is to be more than just a rap musician
The elevation of todays generation
If could make em listen
Prison aint what we need, no longer stuck in greed
Time to play and strategize, my familys gotta eat
When we make somethin out of nothing
No pleasure in the suffering, neighborhood would be good
If they could cut out all the busting
The liquor and the weed the cussing
Sending love out to my block
The struggle never stops (unconditional love)
[chorus]
Ill probably never understand ya ways
With everyday I swear I hear ya
Trying to change your ways while gettin paid at the same time
Just had a baby with the same eyes
Something inside, please let me die these are strange times
How come I never made it
Maybe its the way the played it in my heart
I knew one day I gotta be a star
My hopes and all my wishes
So many vivid pictures, and all the currency
Ill never even get to see
This fast life soon shatter us
Cause after all the lights and screams
Nothing but my dreams matter
Hoping for better days
Maybe a peaceful night, baby dont cry
Cause everythang gonna be alright
Just lay your head on my shoulder
Dont worry bout a thang baby
Girl Im a soldier (huh)
Never treated me bad, no matter who I was
You still came with that, unconditional love
[chorus 3x until fade]
song performed by by 2 Pac
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Im Different
Im different and I dont care who knows it
Somethin about me
Its not the same, yeah
Im different and thats how it goes
Aint gonna play no goddamn game
Got a different way a walkin
I got a different kind of smile
I got a different way a talkin
Drives the women kind of wild
(kind of wild)
(hes different)
And I dont care who knows it
(somethin about him)
Its not the same
(hes different)
And thats how it goes
(and hes not gonna play your gosh darn game)
I aint sayin Im better than you are
But maybe I am
I only know that when I look in the mirror
I like the man
(we like the man)
Im different and I dont care who knows it
Somethin about me
Not the same
Im different and thats how it goes
Aint gonna play your goddamn game
When I walk down the street in the mornin
Blue birds are singin in the tall oak tree
They sing a little song for the people
And they sing a little song for me
(hes different and he dont care who knows it
Somethin about him
Not the same
Hes different and thats how it goes
Aint gonna play your gosh darn game)
Im different and I dont care who knows it
Somethin about me
Not the same
Im different and thats how it goes
Aint gonna play no boss mans game
song performed by by Randy Newman
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Everyday
Everyday
Yah
Oh Oh, Everyday
This is the real right here
Things aint always what they seem
Check it
People look at us
And say man they got it made
They signed a record deal
And now them boys is paid
But they dont know what comes along with it
With all the fame and the fortune theres still bull
Cause even though we struggled hard
And gave up everything just to make it this far
Some people love us, and
Other people hate us
But we gonna take the haters
Make them our motivators
Cause they dont
Know what weve been through
And none of them could ever
Walk a mile in our shoes
And I got to keep it real
Every record deal aint a good record deal
But Im a grown man so I didnt cry about it
Kept my head up, stayed strong
Until I got up out that contract
And I reminisce on what my lawyer use to say
But I wanted it so bad
I guess I had to learn the hard way
Everyday
Yah
[Chorus]
Everyday
The pressures of this game got us goin insane
If it aint one damn thing its another thing
Everyday
The pressures of this game got us goin insane
If it aint one damn thing its another thing
People wanna know
Whats goin on with one twelve
If they leave, if they leave
Are their records gonna sell
They say that he gave us the hits
Knowin damn well that we write our own sh
Its not that Im mad about it
But I gotta clear it up
for those wonderin about it
I think you need to read the credits
Open up the cd dog and read the credits
Cause things aint always what they seem
So dont believe everything you see on t.v.
In the videos, I was in a Bentley
And that Bentley in it, belonged, to me
My earrings had to be at lea
song performed by by 112
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Good Ol Ghetto
Yeah let me holla at you real quick
Imma bring yal back to the good ol good ol days
Ya feel me?
Some of that...
Good ol, good ol, good old ghetto, good ol
Good ol, good ol ghetto
Good ol, good ol ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Good ol...heh
I told my man Im having a barbecue
So grab some folks and wont you slide right through
He brought this shorty that I used to know
It brought me back to when I was in school
She said usher where have you been?
We used to kick it every now and then
Remember when I used to call your phone
Tell you come on cause my mothers gone
How about them times I had to throw
A rock at your window
To let you know to come downstairs
And open the door
And after that baby it was on fasure
Honey got my head spinnin around for real
Cause Im thinking bout how good you used to feel
And I got a girl now and I dont get down like this, huh
But I must admit Im tempted and startin to reminisce, cause
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
Aint nothing like some good ol ghetto
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
Aint nothing like some good ol ghetto
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
Aint nothing like some good ol ghetto
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
Aint nothing like some good ol ghetto
Now shes asking me to take her
On a tour of my house so we can catch up
For all the time lost since I blew up
And became the man that drops his pants
And every girl around the world is dying to love
Break the beat down
Let me tell you what Im talking about
If youre not carefull itll turn you out
Its that way she used to go
When you want it nice and slow
Even though you cant
The memory will make you want some mo
She used to understand me
Touch me, hold me, taught me how to be a man
She used to kiss me all them things she used to show me
Damn I wish that I could do it again
Honey got my head spinnin around for real
Cause Im thinking bout how good you used to feel
But I got a girl now and yo shes right upstairs
But I must admit Im tempted and startin to not care, cause...
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
Aint nothing like some good ol ghetto
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
Aint nothing like some good ol ghetto
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
Aint nothing like some good ol ghetto
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
Aint nothing like some good ol ghetto
Never had somebody thats as bad
Somebody with a whole lot of body
Thatll choose, make you wanna leave the one you with
Cause you know how good it is
Not a prissy, lil missy baby, talk that slang
I used to love how she kissed me when she popped that thang
She was a friend of the fam
Hot without the glam, not
When I be trippin
She didnt really give a damn, stop
Its what I need to do
Cause I know whats this is leading to
If I keep on thinkin bout that back
Imma be right back in it cause yo
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
Aint nothing like some good ol ghetto
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
Aint nothing like some good ol ghetto
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
Aint nothing like some good ol ghetto
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
Aint nothing like some good ol ghetto
song performed by by Usher
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No Fortune
Written by gerry beckley, 1979
Found on silent letter.
We were dancin in the middle
We could hardly hold our heads up
I think we had too much to drink
I remember wondering what theyd think
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da
We were thinkin bout the future
We were trying not to laugh
Then you made me cry instead
I remember wishing I was dead
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da
No fortune pays for wounds like these
Its been too long a time now please
Just say you will, we can call it a day
Its not as though we aint sinned
Its just a game we all play
There was nothing to win
Well Im coming home lady
Im your homecoming man
Trying hard to stand the rain
Gettin back on my feet again
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da
No fortune pays for wounds like these
Its been too long a time now please
Just say you will, we can call it a day
Its not as though we aint sinned
Its just a game we all play
There was nothing to win
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da
No fortune pays for wounds like these
Its been too long a time now please
Just say you will, we can call it a day
Its not as though we aint sinned
Its just a game we all play
There was nothing to win
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da
song performed by by America
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Game Show
Last night we were watching this game show
They were talking bout marriage
And that stuff you know
I found myself laughing
Cause those couples werent clear
And then here he comes with this bright idea
So I said to him
I know you mean well
Youre genuine I can tell
Besides you and me
I know that we would soar
But are you ready?
You gotta be sure, you gotta be sure
Oh no, I know you got the feeling, hold on
Baby, youre price aint right, hold on
I know you got the feeling, hold on
Hey this is my life, hold on
I know you got the feeling, hold on
Baby youre price aint right, I know
You feel like hitting the ceiling, hold on
Hey this is my life, hold on
So were arguing
Talking about it back and forth
And forth and back as if there is no source
And now Im wondering
Is this what he had in mind?
Cause if I thought wed get through that door
Tell me whats gonna be my price
So I said to him
Game show, game show, game show
Game show, game show, game show
Game show, game show, game show
Game show, game show, game show
Game show, game show, game show
Game show, game show, game show
Game show, game show, game show
I know you mean well
Youre genuine I can tell
Besides you and me
I know that we would soar
But are you ready?
You gotta be sure, you gotta be sure
Oh no, I know you got the feeling, hold on
Baby, youre price aint right, hold on
I know you got the feeling, hold on
Hey this is my life, hold on
I know you got the feeling, hold on
Baby youre price aint right, I know
You feel like hitting the ceiling, hold on
Hey this is my life, hold on
Baby, youre price aint right, hold on
Hey this is my life hold on
I know you got the feeling, hold on
Baby youre price aint right, I know
You feel like hitting the ceiling, hold on
Hey this is my life
Game show, game show, game show....
song performed by by Kelis
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Aint Got No/i Got Life
(1968) gerome ragni, james rado, gal mcdermot
Aint got no home, aint got no shoes
Aint got no money, aint got no class
Aint got no friends, aint got no schoolin
Aint got no wear, aint got no job
Aint got no man
Aint got no father, aint got no mother
Aint got no children, aint got no
Aint got no earth, aint got no water
Aint got no ticket, aint got no token
Aint got no love
I got my hair, I got my head
I got my brains, I got my ears
I got my eyes, I got my nose
I got my mouth, I got my smile
I got my tongue, I got my chin
I got my neck, I got my tits
I got my heart, I got my soul
I got my back, I got my sex
I got my arms, I got my hands
I got my fingers, got my legs
I got my feet, I got my toes
I got my liver, got my blood
Got life , I got my life
song performed by by Nina Simone
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If My Homie Calls
Ever since you was a pee-wee, down by my knee with a wee-wee
We been coochie-coo all through school, you and me g
Back in the days we played practical jokes on
Everybody smoked with they locs and the yolks on
All through high school, girls by the dozens
Sayin we cousins, knowin that we wasnt
But like the old saying goes
Times goes on, and everybody grows
Grew apart, had to part, went our own ways
You chose the dope gaaaane, my microphone pays
In many ways we were paid in the old days
So far away from the crazies with aks
And though I been around clowning with the underground
Im still down with my homies from the hometown
And if you need, need anything at all
I drop it all for yall, if my homies call
Its a shame, you chose the dope game
Now you slang cane on the streets with no name
It was plain that your aim was mo cane
You got game now you run with no shame
I chose rappin tracks to make stacks
In fact I travel the map with raps that spray cats
But now I dont wanna down my homie
No matter how low you go youre not lowly
And i, hear that you made a few enemies
But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call
If you need my assistance therell be no resistance
Ill be there in an instant
Who am I to judge another brother, only on his cover
Id be no different than the other
H-to-the-o-to-the-m-to-the-i-to-the-e
Im down to the e-n-d
Cause its a fall in no time at all
Im down for yall, when my homies call
Word, if my homies call
Well its ninety-one and Im livin kinda swell now
But I hear that youre going through some hell pal
But life makin records aint easy
It aint what I expected its hectic its sleazy
But I guess that the streets is harder
Trying to survive in the life of a young godfather
My homies is making it elsewhere
Striving, working nine to five with no health care
We both had dreams of being great
But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shaped
Its fate, it wasnt my choice to make
To be great, Im giving it all it takes
Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes
I gotta take, my place or fall from grace
The foolish way, the pace is quick and great
Smiling face, to hide the trace of hate
But my homie would never do me wrong
Thats why I wrote this song, if you ever need me its on
No matter who the foe they must fall
Us against them all Im down to brawl if my homies call
song performed by by 2 Pac
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Fortunate Son
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, theyre red, white and blue
And when the band plays hail to the chief
They point the cannon right at you
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no senators son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord they dont help themselves
But when the taxman comes to the door
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no millionaires son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war
And when you ask them how much should we give ?
They only answer more! more! more!
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no militarys son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate one, no no
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Fortunate Son
Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
Ooh, theyre red, white and blue.
And when the band plays hail to the chief,
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, lord,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no senators son, son.
It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, no,
Yeah!
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
Lord, dont they help themselves, oh.
But when the taxman comes to the door,
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no millionaires son, no.
It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, no.
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
Ooh, they send you down to war, lord,
And when you ask them, how much should we give?
Ooh, they only answer more! more! more! yoh,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no military son, son.
It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, one.
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no fortunate one, no no no,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no fortunate son, no no no,
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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Sugababes On The Run
Time to turn up the fun yall fun yall
(shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it)
Sugababes on the run yall run yall
(shake it, shake it, shake it shake it)
Time to turn up the fun yall fun yall
(shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it)
Sugababies on the run yall run yall
(shake it, shake it, shake it shake it)
They say that Im too young to rave
And my kerf is 12
But I dont wanna stay inside
While they enjoy themselves
My friends are talking
Feel like Im missing out
On what theyre doing
Not much longer
Bounce up and down with my older friends (older friends)
The over 18s where the party never ends
Its not like the ladies have got the problems
So at least 19 they pushing their benz
Never too old can you work and live with that
Young and free and I want it like that
And I aint giving it up
Its hard growing up so fast
Trying hard to make my childhood last forever
All the fellas trying to make a pass
Im still trying to make it last forever
They say that Im too young
To have any boyfriends
But if I was to met someone
Would you stop me
Im aint too young
To understand
You know the game
Im telling you
Bounce up and down with my older friends (older friends)
The over 18s where the party never ends
Its not like the ladies have got the problems
So at least 19 they pushing their benz
Never too old can you work and live with that
Young and free and I want it like that
And I aint giving it up
Its hard growing up so fast
Trying hard to make my childhood last forever
All the fellas trying to make a pass
Im still trying to make it last forever
Its hard growing up so fast
Trying hard to make my childhood last forever
All the fellas trying to make a pass
Im still trying to make it last forever
Time to turn up the fun yall fun yall
(shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it)
Sugababies on the run yall run yall
(shake it, shake it, shake it shake it)
Time to turn up the fun yall fun yall
(shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it)
Sugababies on the run yall run yall
(shake it, shake it, shake it shake it)
Bounce up and down with my older friends (older friends)
The over 18s where the party never ends
Its not like the ladies have got the problems
So at least 19 they pushing their benz
Never too old can you work and live with that
Young and free and I want it like that
And I aint giving it up
Its hard growing up so fast
Trying hard to make my childhood last forever
All the fellas trying to make a pass
Im still trying to make it last forever
Its hard growing up so fast
Trying hard to make my childhood last forever
All the fellas trying to make a pass
Im still trying to make it last forever
song performed by by Sugababes
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Shock Dat Monkey
(l.a. reid, babyface, daryl simmons, lisa left eye lopes)
Yo dis is tlc
Yeah and were back to school da girlies
And if n ya know dat yo man is startin to flip
Shock dat monkey on the tlc tip
Yall know we aint down for no monkey business
Erri uuhh erri uuhh erri
It aint even like that
Yo t-boz kick it
When you know that its good
And you know that its hot
All the girlies want a piece of what youve got
When a man is a man
And its all in his face
Hes gon jump all on it
Cause it bes that way
Gotta get up on it
Put that heart aside
Aint about that lovin
Its all about that pride
If you do unto him
What he does all the time
Thats the only thing for sure
To keep that nickel in line
You gotta go
Chorus:
Shock dat monkey
Shock em good shock em good
Shock dat monkey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Shock dat monkey
Shock em good, shock em good
Shock dat monkey
If he plays in the field
And hes shamin your name
Got no time for tears
You can get in the game
If a man is a man
And he calls you a ho
Aint no point in playin
If he doesnt know (yeah)
Dont let him know
If you dont go through it
And if it blows
Hey just dont sweat it
Now youre in control
If you just dont screw it
Shock him before
He knows you know so
Chorus
Yo you wanna know somethin Im in a situation
Like it or not its you, your own creation
Lendin a leg cause you aint too proud to beg
For a quick sensation invitation
And bein that I am the kinda girl that I am
Lend a hand and dare you to give a damn
Cause his story can be my story too
Ooohhh monkey see monkey do
When you know that its good
And you know that its hot
All the girlies want a piece of what youve got
When a man is a man
And its all in his face
Hes gon jump all on it
Cause it bes that way (yeah)
Chorus
Break:
Yo it aint cool and as a matter of fact
Get the monkey up off your back
And when he wanna know where youre at
Get the monkey up off your back
Even if he dont like it like dat
Get the monkey up off your back
You gotta do it to keep em intact
Get that monkey up offa your back
Chorus
Gotta get up on
Put that heart aside
It aint about that lovin
Its all about that pride
If you do unto him
What he does all the time
Thats the only thing for sure
To keep that nickel in line
Hey
Break
Chorus
song performed by by TLC
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