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Listen "Lisa Knowles & The Brown Singers" Jesus is on the Mainline 1992


Lyrics

Only Teething (The Charlatans)

I've been lookin' to save the city,
Looks like the biggest thing
And now you seem like you're not
So real as the songs you give

So you pack up your bags and leave
To what seems like a better dream,
It's alright we're only teething, only young

Yeah, since you came,
Last week to say you're on your way,
You don't have to say good luck
'Cos I don't need it babe


The occasional sin
Is like your music my friend
And the singer he don't look me in the eye

Is there a soul in young things,
Or in the people you meet
I know you're obviously misbelieving,
What you're saying is only right

Yeah, since you came,
My sweet to say, you're on your way,
You don't have to wish good luck
'Cos I don't need it babe

Meanwhile, you're only dreaming,
Me I've got something to see in,
A heartache's as good as you feel it,
And now you're on your own

I know I've been loosing you
And it looks like I'll use you too,
It broke in a million pieces overnight

I've been to the promised land
And I shook the almighty hand
Who said it's alright
You're only teething in my eyes

Yeah, since you came,
Last week to say you're on your way,
You don't have to say good luck
'Cos I don't need it babe

Grave Desecration (Beherit)

We'll cause your death
We'll kill Jesus
**the dead
We'll spread evil

Grave desecration, grave desecration...

**the whores
All night long

Grave desecration, grave desecration...

I go to the graveyard all night long
Aaaarrrgghhh!
I go to the graveyard ritual
I go to the graveyard ritual

Grave desecration, grave desecration...
On... Sabbath!

Tellin' Stories (The Charlatans)

Come see me in the morning
Can't you see I'm tellin' stories
My sweet angel's everlasting true love ways
I'll wait I'll sow the seed I'll set the scene
And I watch the world go by

See me come through changes
revelations to blank pages
I'll find a brighter guide to see me through
And leaves fall to the ground to turn brown
through the day just like you

Live for the day I see your heart is empty I've got plenty
Joe come ride with me I see your head is is meant to be cemented
It's true, when the stories that you tell come back to haunt you

I'll be there in the morning
can't you see I'm tellin' stories
My sweet angel's everlasting true love ways
While others turn to others introduce
you and walk right on through

It's just about knowing where
you come from being you and
singing love songs can begin to fill your day
I could lead you to the top don't stop
I could lead you there still

Live for the day I see your heart is empty I've got plenty
Joe come ride with me I see your head is is meant to be cemented
It's true, when the stories that you tell come back to haunt you

The Blues Man (Hank Williams Jr.)

I'm just a singer
Natural born guitar ringer
Kind of a clinger
To sad 'ol songs

I'm not a walk behind
I'm a new note finder
But my names a reminder
Of a blue's man thats already gone

So I started drinking
Took things that messed up my thinking
I was surely sinking
When you came along
I was alone in the hot lights
Not too much left inside
But she changed all that one night
When she sang me this song

Hey baby I love you
Hey baby I need you
Hey baby you ain't got to prove to me
You're some kind of macho man
You wasted so much of your life
Running through the dark night
Let me shine some love light
Down on the blues man

I got so sick from speeding
All the stuff they said I was needing
If I was to keep pleasing
All of my fans

I got cuffed on dirt roads
I got sued over no shows
But you came and took all that old load
Down off this blues man

Hey baby I love you too
Hey baby I need you
Hey baby I do get tired
Of this traveling band
I'm thirty years old now
Nights would be cold now
If you had'nt't stuck it out
With this blues man

I'm thirty years old now
Nights sure would be cold now
If you hadn't hung around
With this blues man

Black Jesus (Kane & Abel)




featuring Master P Silkk the Shocker

(Master P)
Like 2Pac said only God can judge me
But I think only black Jesus can help me

Verse 1 (Kane)

Six in the morning and I see the sunrise
Wish I died in my sleep didn't want to open my eyes
To see this world so **ed up for me
And my family worked so hard but can earn a decent salary
these bills keep whooping a nigga**
Spent my whole check trying to dress with class
I found myself having to smoke weed just to chill
Both my parents got killed and I ain't cried still
All my niggas getting shot, peoples mama's smoking rock
And who the hell can stop these **ed up cops
They like to overseaers and we like the slave bitches
Offer pussy to a nigga even though they got AIDS
You jumping in that pussy thatn you diving in the grave
White man build the prison and the niggas come through
Like the mother**ers giving out free barbeque
Lock a nigga up for life and say ** you
Most of ya'll ain't make it pass the 12th grade
That's why you making minimum wage or slanging rocks for chump change
Alot of people died for the right to vote
We don't use white devils taking nigga land and missuse it
On top of that I think my uncle on crack
My boy Quay Shaun took a slug in his back
>From another black now he in the coma trying to make it back
Come on come on
My old lady think she pregnant I ain't got no cash for her
She probably ** another nigga I wouldn't put it past her
My mind got me murderous like John Doe
Bitch**niggas trying to play me like a hoe
And now I'm rolling round ** on a steel dick
Bout to pull the trigger end it cause I'm tired of this bullshit
Know what I'm saying grown men don't cry
But the ghetto got me wheeping like a bitch I'm gone die on my knees

(Chorus)

Black Jesus tell me why this world so **ed up
Allah, tell me why this world so **ed up
Black Jesus tell me why this world so **ed up for me
For me a nigga

Verse 2 (Abel)

They say that I was dealt some bad cards in this game of life
But before I take my trip I'm gone leave with them stripes
Sending dime bags of weed, toting nines til nose bleeds
My nerve so bad I had to pop one of those b's
I had to strap my jimmy hat or catch this double mint disease
See the devil in a crack pipe pointing at me
I seen a nigga shaking just lke he caught the holy ghost
But he really scored a gram of heroin for 80 bones
I got them stones, if you take a hit you can't resist
Now I'm crying, I think one of my brothers on that shit
Do you care if you live or die, really I don't know
But if there's hell below I think we all gonna go

(Chorus)

Verse 3 (Master P)

Tell me is this heaven, is this hell
I ain't LL, but all I hear is funeral bells
The ghetto's trying to kill me, a born loser
A born hustler my uncle's a drug user
I'm from the projects or should I say the 3rd Ward
Where fools into killing and fiends walk like androids
Hooked up with the twins or should I say Kane & Abel
Trying to keep some change in my pockets, some food on my table

Verse 4 (Silkk)

You know what P your right
Cause Silkk was on the block like last night
Niggaz doing anything from selling drugs
to sell mugs smoking that glass pipe
I'm from a messed up city where niggas don't live long
they parents out-live they kids
Rest in peace to my homie they like split his wig
Now who won't walk that last mile to they death
Imaging taking a deep (inhales) that was your last breath
Just imaging your mom was prostituting your mom was smoking
Imagine your eyes don't close imagine your eyes don't open
I be like trying to keep the world and stay TRU
There's too much drama in my hood, gotta stay cool

Verse 5 (Master P)

As I lay me down to sleep
Black Jesus if you real, take me out this ghetto g
Cause its crazy its wicked
I got niggaz on every block trying to get a meal, ticket
They killing they murder
Little kids in 3 inch girdles
And life is just like Pac Man
Niggaz gumping up niggas but who gone be the next man
To lose his shoes, I mean lose his life
Who gone think twice, dying in this ghetto life
Cause in the White House, politicians run the country
But where I'm from in the ghetto's its bout drug money
Ice cream slanging
Niggas banging red and blue everybody's hanging
Niggas bout it, little kids get rowdy
But will I make it out this ghetto, I doubt it

(Kane & Abel talking)

I think the devil trying to get me to sell my soul
He keep on walking with me, he keep on talking with me
I think the devil's trying to get me to sell my soul
He trying to temp me with the bitches and money

Black Jesus black jesus if you feel me
Than save me and my ghetto people

Only Man (Buju Banton)

Christ all de girls dem
Love dem like a Jesus (love all)
For the girls dem we bug
Night and Day!
Hear Buju Banton song now
(Sing along)

I would like to be the only
In your life
I want to be the only man
Real quality time and affection
One man cyaan run her locked combination
All she a look
She no see di mista man

Tear up resume
Burn up application
One look she took
An me fit di position
No matter who inna di way
Run away di likkle man
Buju have di slam
Fi rock you all night long
Woman I see trouble
To how mi heart a bubble
Something must be wrong
Now true now me no have nothin
Juggle me a juggle
Still cyaan hold my hand

Girl, I would like to be your only
In your life
I want to be the only man
Real quality time, affection
One man cyaan run her locked combination
How she a look
She no see di mista man

Whole heap a dem a come but
Dem no ready
Check dem out, dem is a mess
Dont want no bag a problem and stress
Love in excess, kill ya wit happiness
Stick to di ragga and yuh wouldn't want left
Dis is no poppy show
Tell your boy him get a blow
Rude Bwoy visit yard no tip-toe

Like to be your only
In your life
I want to be the only man
Real quality time and affection
One man cyaan run her locked combination
How she a look
She no see di mista man

Why yuh refuse to humble your ears to my cry
Feel me only want you through the needle eye
Wrote many notes and yuh dont reply
Walk off mi boot heel to show I am a nice guy
Woman di likkle love me cyaan wait to pacify
I cry and bawl til mi water well dry
Anytime me see yuh me a rail up high
Temprature rise an me not stop cry

I'd like to be the only
In your life
I want to be the only man
Real quality time an affection
One man cyann run her locked combination
How she a look
She no see the (Cho!)

Tear up resume
Burn up application
One look she take
An mi fit di position
No matter who inna di way
Run away di likkle man
Mi have the slam
Fi rock yuh all night long
Gal I see trouble
To how mi heart a bubble
Something must be wrong
Now true now me no have nothin
Juggle me a juggle
Still cyaan hold my hand

Honey, I would like to be the only
In your life
I want to be the only man
Real quality time and affection
One man cyaan run her locked combination
How she a look
She no see di mista man

Whole heap a dem come but
Dem no ready
Check dem out dem is a mess
Dont want no bag a problem and stress
Love in excess, kill yuh wit happiness
Stick to the ragga and yuh wouldn't waan left
Dis is no poppy show
Gwaan yuh man him get a blow
Half.

Our Singer (Pavement)

I've been waitin'
Anticipatin'
Sun comes up
The skies won't sink my soul
I've dreamt of this
But is never comes
But it never comes
The risin'
The natures dry
Folk!
I've been dreamin'
Traced out but dreamin'
The sun comes up
The blisters burn my soul
I'm dreamin'
Of something now
Of something now
Of the risin'
The natures dry
And all the groovey ones (?)

Here Come The Lords (Lords Of The Underground)




[DoItAll] Hey yo Funke wake up!
[Mr. Funke] Huh?
[DoItAll] Turn your radio up!
[Mr. Funke] What?!
[DoItAll] It's us!
[Mr. Funke] It's US?!
[DoItAll] Yeah listen to the cut!
It's our style!
[Mr. Funke] Our style?
[DoItAll] Your style
[Mr. Funke] Stop brother
[DoItAll] Aiyyo nigga wake up "let me show you some thin!"
Listen to the way they flip the metaphors and phrases
Listen, listen, it's drivin me CRA-ZY
Cause everytime I do a style and flip it kind of simple
Brothers say, "That's fat," and do it on the demo
From a demo to a promo now a hit on the radio
Next thing you know, they'll be doing our video
[Mr. Funke] Same one?
[DoItAll] Same one! Concepts, whole nine
And crazy similarities to the whole rhyme
I'm not worried though (why?) I'm flippin hits from the grill
And in the underground only real stays real, so umm
check the skills, the skills are kinda ill and yo
Here Come the Lords, cause we're here to make a kill!

(Here Come the Lords) 7X

[Mr. Funke] Aiyyo, Marley!
[Marley] Aiyyo whassup knocka?
[Mr. Funke] Do you hear these suckas tryin to clock the Lord Chief Rocka
[Marley] Yeah I hear em, they're just a bunch of clones on your bone
[Mr. Funke] Hold up, I'm tryin to figure out where could they get my style from
Aiyyo wait a minute, remember the tape you shopped around a while back?
[Marley] Yo what, wasn't that your boys?
[Mr. Funke] Now they got our stuff down pat!
[Marley] Yo man don't sweat it, just show em why they call you Mr. Funke
Yo Lord Jazz, pass me some of that Brass Brass Monkey

[Mr. Funke]
Here Come the Lords, Here Come the Lords, Mr. Funke don't you see me?
I told you we were comin, you suckas didn't believe me
The Skipper, my Lords style stick like Jack the Ripper
I'm hangin other rappers like your girl hangs on my zipper
Lord Jazz, hit me one time, make it funky
Stop being stingy knocka, pass that Brass Monkey
I step, off a stage, everyone knows, who I am
Grab the mic like Teddy Riley and I _Jam_ (chicka, aawww, Jam)
Give me the mic and watch me wax that***horn sample*
Keep the camera moving cause I'm kinda fast *horn sample*
You can trip, you can flip, you could even slip or dip
but you'll never ever rip, Funke style as good as this
Because you sound like you're drugged, you might as well be a singer
Your whimsy couldn't touch me if your name was Sticky Fingaz
So when I come around, don't try to be down, don't try to be down
Just dig the sound, cause here comes the Lords of the Underground

(Here Come the Lords) 7X

[DoItAll]
Well umm, open up the doors and yell, Here Come the Lords
Yell it loud yell it loud, let me hear it from a crowd
I packs em, _In the Closet_ like Michael Jackson
And love to hear the girls go OOH when I'm rockin
So catch it, no stutter in my flow but I wrecks it
And caught you on the dillz from my jam called _Check It_
Check it check it check it check it microphone check it
Yeah, you went wild, cause your moms digs my records
So come on, I'm takin you where the sun don't shine
The underground, but everything is fine
I rhyme, copacetic, unless it gets hectic
Your vocal chords'll get CRACKED, you gets no chloraseptic
So hit em, so chill, chill man chill
I know who used to be but now who's _Top Bill_
Well it's me, and yes, I am back by the Funke
Marley filled the House with Hits so you know The Lords are chunky
We stink, like pee-eww, funk from my shoe
But what about this funk, can two brothers like us do
but get down like James Brown and rock the whole town
Hah! And now The Lords have broke ground

(Here Come the Lords) 7X
(Here Come the Lords) 7X

* Lord Jazz cuts n scratches 'Here Come the Lords' *

Amazing Dolores (5 Chinese Brothers)




Amazing Dolores saw an angel in the trailer park
She talked to him like he was really there
Amazing Dolores has 50 years behind her
She's got two ex-husbands, she's got great big hair
Amazing Dolores was called to be a singer
A lot of folks don't seem to understand
Amazing Dolores sings the songs the way she hears them
She hears the beat of a different drummer,
She hears the tune of a pickup band
CHORUS
Amazing Dolores sings the words of the Holy Spirit
With a heart from rhythm and blues
Amazing Dolores, lonely voice, hallelujah chorus
There's gospel cheer and ice cold beer
Grace is where you find it here
Every Wednesday night at the Empty Glass Saloon
Amazing Dolores saved herself for Elvis
Found herself in Janis, she never sticks to the melody
Amazing Dolores hears these voices in her head
They sing along with her, she don't need psychology
CHORUS
Amazing Dolores knows people think she's funny
She thinks people are funny too
Amazing Dolores doesn't care what people say
This is the way it's supposed to be
This is the work she was called to do
CHORUS

Ramona (Guster)

Ramona, where have you been?
I couldn't go to sleep till you came in
Ramona, you're Miss Oklahoma
and you miss Oklahoma
I'll get you what you want
There were days when a refrain
Would brighten our corner of Hickory Lane
When you would sing that song for me
Just like your favorite singer
Why'd you have to be so nice?
A wink and a girlish smile
And why'd you have to punch my eye?
That was something
but I still want you to stay
When I was younger and thought of myself
I never dreamed I'd become like this
A snap of your fingers,
and end to the arguments
Anything for you, love
There were days when a refrain
Would brighten our corner of Hickory Lane
When you would sing that song for me
The only one you know
But I know now, not at the start,
We're going to pieces, we're falling apart
So won't you sing that song for me
just like your favorite singer?


Video


This is off their 2nd album in 1992 Titled Jesus is Good News This is Jesus is on the Mainline Lead by: The Late Darlene Mackey Booking Manger Vanessa ...




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