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Lyrics

2002 (Bob Schneider)

The year is two thousand & two
I'm doing exactly what I wanted to
And baby I don't even think about you anymore

Just thought I'd drop you a line
To let you know I was feeling fine
Cause honey it's been a long long time
Since you walked out my door

It took me some time I must confess
For a while there I was feeling less than my best
I had to get out of town so I headed out west
I ended up in Seattle

I thought I'd start a brand new band
I thought I might call it Lonelyland
Things got a little out of hand
I ended up hooked on heroin

So I ended up moving back over to Germany
Living with the folks baggin grocery's
But the time I had was mostly free
So I spent most of it drinking

I got myself in a jam or two
I guess it's what I had to do
Late at night I'd still think of you
And it felt like I was drowning

Till I met this girl at a discotheque
She was a dancer but not what you'd expect
She taught ballet and she was half-Czech half Chinese

But after she decided not to have the baby
She said she was gonna move back to Czechoslovakia maybe
By then I didn't really care I was either half drunk or half crazy

I got arrested once but never convicted
My parents eventually had me evicted
I tried your number but it'd been disconnected
I guess I should've known

I heard you got married and you moved away
I called your folks but where they wouldn't say
They said it's probably better that way so I just let it be

I moved back to Austin bout a year ago
I drive a schoolbus I don't drink no more
I go out every once in a while and see a show but mostly I just watch TV

So I don't know where I'm gonna send this letter
I doubt things are ever going to get much better
It seems like life is just one big whatever anyway

I just thought I'd drop you a line
Lie and say I was doing fine
Cause baby it's been a long long time
Since you walked out my door

Very Well (Hrutka Robert Jamie Winchester)

Slack mouth and hungry eyes
And all the other trappings of a one-track mind
One look, and take me, I’m yours
My heart’s reacting but the blood in my head
Has gone down, down, down instead
Just wanna strap her on, and take her to hell
Stillcan’ttellhowshedoeswhatshedoesbutshedoeswhatshedoes
Very Well

Well she can take me for a freestyle ride on the train of pain
Watching with smiling eyes trought the golden rain
Walking up and down my spine for day
Giving all her love in a free way

Black boots, and silken things
Dancing in the window for the curious eyes
Leaving me trembling and weak
My private-dancer wraps her legs round my head
Slowly leads me down to eat
Just wanna strap her on, and take her to hell
Stillcan’ttellhowshedoeswhatshedoesbutshedoeswhatshedoes
Very Well

Well she can take me for a freestyle ride on the train of pain
Watching with smiling eyes trought the golden rain
Walking up and down my spine for day
Giving all her love in a free way
Well she could lead me on for miles and miles on my hands and knees
Making me scream for more, begging please
Maybe none of us are quite the way that we seem
Live a little life in a free way

Y'All Don't Wanna (Capone N Noreaga)

[Noreaga]
Yeah..
Why they don't get a nigga like me
to sing the national anthem or nuttin?
{*laughs*} It's nothin!

Nokio! (Flame, Nokio)
NOKIO GIVE US A BEAT BABY - SOME GANGSTA SHIT YO!
CNN, the best group that ever lived
Best blowin **in group that ever lived in rap
Hundred percent real stories, we speak truth
Yo, tell 'em how your life is son
How your life is yo?

[Noreaga]
My life is nuttin like a sitcom, you see I sip Dom
I rock Jor-dan's, and can't stand Pip-pen's
Bases loaded, coach want me to bunt
but I'ma go for the homer and cock the pump
I was the kid in the hood your moms ain't want you with
Now I'm rich, tell your moms one-two click
Since a young one, I love heaven and love hell
Escobar style, I'll build my own jail
The America's, 'merica's, favorite thug
to sell cocaine, America's, favorite drugs
Me and 'Pone like the military, we train niggaz
and the hoes don't **, they just brain niggaz
CNN, focus on us, we coco-nuts
We throw our gang signs up, (?) wit us
Set up a congregation, so I can orally speak
I orally, have ** cause my aura(?) is deep, it go

[Chorus: Capone-N-Noreaga]
{Pone} Y'all don't wanna ** with us
CNN out for them pesos
Y'all don't wanna bust with us
Niggaz better move when we say so
{Nore} What's this I hear?
{Pone} CNN ain't real?!
{Nore} What's this I hear?
{Pone} CNN is wack?!
{Nore} What's this I hear?
{Pone} CNN won't kill?!
{Nore} Now what's this I hear?
{Pone} CNN ain't back?!

[Capone]
Yo, I give you every part of my life, from my paralyzed finger
to the foul death of my moms, the slug and the length of my arm
I'm "The Answer" like Allen I.
Who runs sick like cancer on the Island, I
I'm the first that ever loc'ed on a Nok' track
CNN back, like #5 Jordan's purple and black
We spazzed on purpose, ** tryin to sit in a cat'
I erase drama and talk, memories in my rap
It's kinda hard to rap on radio while I sit in the box
All I could think was money, send a few flicks to my pops
I give the street life my all, stripes and scars
Nights was hard, felt I had a right to rob
Now I spit righteous bars, ** livin like the stars
Give me a hood crib and a Chrysler Dodge
Cause I'm just like y'all, my kicks scuff like y'all
I still get harassed and searched up like y'all

[Chorus]

[Capone]
Yo, imagine us cowards
You still live with mommy, still get allowance
I chase Henny, bubblin ounces
I returned off a short stretch, stuck in the mountains
What's this I hear huh? This is my year
'Pone shit kosher you think not? I give you my ear
Now listen closer I was born, and I'ma die here
Listen soldier, I rap and keep one in the holster
Nigga you front, and I'ma pop one in your shoulder

[Noreaga]
Yo raise the partition, cock guns with ammunition
Knock you out position, and have your little hoe missin
Niggaz get locked up, I spread my love
Yo they leave God-Body but they come home Blood
Balloon bags full of weed, yo I send you those
and it's all about my niggaz, won't mention hoes
Keep it tight on all four corners, warrant search
Po'-po' and C.O.'s they all get merked, it go

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[Noreaga]
Yeah, it's like this
Collaboration, CNN gangsta shit
with my nigga Nokio on the beats
On the boards, **in shit up y'all, yeah
He on the boards, **in shit up y'all
Huh, a hit record, got a hit record, written all over the track
Aiyyo it got a hit record all over the track
Yeah hit record, written all over the track.

99% (Soul Asylum)

I don't own you but I know you're mine
Never disown you, never treat you unkind

But once in a while, you get on my nerves
Once in a while, you get what you deserve
I need you ninety-nine percent of the time
Ninety-nine percent of the time (x3)

If I asked you what's on your mind
Would you say me, would they be thoughts unkind

But once in a while, I'm not myself
Once in a while, I think you're someone else
I want you ninety-nine percent of the time
Ninety-nine percent of the time (x3)

Let's move in together
Happily ever after

I can't touch you but you feel so f*cking fine
Let's just stay like this and waste some more time

Once in a while, you get in my way
Once in a while, you know I've got to say
I love you ninety-nine percent of the time
Ninety-nine percent of the time (x3)

Idiot Heart (The Escape Club)

Stay away from open windows, and put the telephone down.
Can you run as fast as this house will fall, when the alarm bell sounds?
No, I was never much of a dancer but I know enough to know you gotta move, your idiot body around.

And you can't, can't settle down until the idiot in your blood settles down

So move around, oh move around, oh move around, oh move around, oh move around, oh move around. Wa-oh!

And if I found you in this city, and called it Paradise
I say, "I love you but I hate this city, and I'm no prize. You want to walk around like you own the joint,
The way that Icarus thought he might own the sky."

I said you can't, can't settle down, until the Icarus in your blood, in your blood drowns
No you can't, can't settle down, until the Icarus in your blood, in your blood drowns

I said, "If I was a horse I would throw up the reins if I was you."
Wa-a-a-a-a-a-a-oh!

So, look at you go!
(you were a sorcerer)
Oh, look at you go!
(you were a meteor)
Oh, look at you go!

Oh, look at you go!
(you were a sorcerer)
Oh, look at you go!
(you were a meteor)
Oh, look at you go!

Oh, look at you go!
(you were a sorcerer)
Oh, look at you go!
(you were a meteor)
Oh, look at you go-o-o-o!

Oh, look at you go!
(you were a sorcerer
you were a meteor)
and, look at you go!

And you know a heart, and you know a heart, and you know a heart...

But you can't, can't settle down, down, down Ba-da-da-da-da-ba-da-da-ba-ba
But you can't, can't settle down, down, down Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
So just move around, move around, move around, move around.(I hope that you die)
Move around. (in a decent pair of shoes) Move around. (you got a lot more walking to do) Move around. (where you're going to) Move around.

I hope that you die in a decent pair of shoes
You got a lot more walking to do where you're going to.

I hope that you die in a decent pair of shoes
You got a lot more walking to do where you're going to.

Lazy Susan (Shwayze)

Yeah, Yeah
Yeah
I don't miss you (burp)
Imma dismiss you
Imma kiss you, next time I see you
It's true

Give all your lovin', give all your war
I don't need much of that
No, no, Imma be alright, Imma be alright

Seventeen, your own beauty queen introduced to me
She in the Hollywood scene
Moved to Cali from NYC
It's been eight months and she ain't happy
A couple shots of Patron, she eased the pain
Chase it with some Jack just to smile again
The everyday routine of a broken teen
Who left her heart close to where she left her dreams
Hidden
Sucked away so far now they missing
I took her hand and said baby listen
For every moment you waste, there's another right behind it to take its place
Cause life goes on when it ain't so sweet
don't give up on it
get back on your feet
If you can take another breath you gon' be okay
just smile, and forget yesterday

Give all your lovin', give all your war
I don't need much of that
No no, Imma be alright, Imma be alright
Cause all I need is a bag of weed
and a lazy susan, so I can watch my tv

In the mall's where I met her
wearing a brown sweater
she said she had her man
but I said I could do it better
my name is Shwayze, she responded with im Loretta
what a beatiful name, she said what beatiful game
one conversation lead to another
Was under some drinks, now we ** each other
constant ** turn to constant text
saying how much she missed me
wishing she could be with me
damn, I made her cheat on her man
what makes me think she won't be cheating again
I just said never mind, yeah I miss you too
give me a sec and I roll on through
days turn to week, now holding hands and kissing cheeks
using nicknames, spittin' game is obsolete
damn, don't do to me what you did before
I just kept my mouth shut and we **ed some more

Give all your lovin', give all your war
I don't need much of that
No no, Imma be alright, Imma be alright
Cause all I need is a bag of weed
and a lazy susan lying right here next to me

I've given too many chances to exotic dancers
Asking too many questions and receiving no answers
Investing my finances on pills for enhancement
Even got some facial cream so they could think I was handsome
Now, tell me that ain't insecurrrre
Yeah, you're right Kanye but how am I gonna ** her?
It seems nowadays that's our only motive
and we're going to the first date without a trojan

Give all your lovin', give all your war
I don't need much of that
No no, Imma be alright, Imma be alright
Cause all I need is a bag of weed
a lazy susan, so I can watch my tv
Lazy susan lying right here next to me
lying right here next to me
lying right here next to me
lying right here next to me
lying right here next to me

Somewhere In The Between (Streetlight Manifesto)

You were gone when we found you
You were practically surrounded, you were trapped
But the opposition stalled, their blood ran cold
When they saw the look of love in your eyes
Maybe the times we had, they weren't that bad
And everything else was part of the plan
We sang: "I don't know where we go from here"
This is the alpha, omega, beginning and the end
And we all just idolize the dead
So you were born, and that was a good day
Someday you'll die, and that is a shame
But somewhere in the between was a life of which we all dream
And nothing and no one will ever take that away
You had a love and that love had you
And nothing mattered, you were fine
And some will complain, they're just bitter, what a shame
They know that loving and losing is better than nothing at all
Maybe the times we had, they weren't that bad
And everything else was part of our path
We sang: "I don't know where we go from here"
This is the anthem, the slogan, the summary of events
And we all just idealize the past
And someday soon my friends, this ride will come to an end
But we can't just get in line again

My Brothers Keeper (Ying Yang Twins)

They dont know how far back that we go (we go)
From riding skates, to riding 24's
From off the block husttlin to rockin shows
we done seen many bumps in the road
But still we remain, still in the game
Never worry , about them haters, that will never change
And i put this on everything babe
I am my brother's keeper.

[Verse : Kain]

Listen D-roc, i know you dont think i care for ya, but at a drop of a dime i'll be there for ya, and anybody want to see us apart we need to get rid of
they**man and thats from the heart. Pick em apart now that the ying yang twins got some ends, we seem to have plenty of friends. excuse me then friend,
let me borrow a stack and when tomorrow comes don't ask me to borrow it back. If they cant do that they dont contribute to the answer ? ? from the ?
serious as cancer. If i was jojo dancer i would do the same thang, not to let another man spark my flame. D-roc is the ying , Kain is the yang but without
the both of us we aint got a damn thang. Its me and my brother, my brother and me, all that you see on TV

[Chorus]

[Verse : D-roc]

United states of Atlanta its still me and my brother we done been through a lot but still kain i love ya. blood, sweat, and tears, good days and bad from
the time you make me laugh you made me mad. I still got cha back but imma take ya way back when we was sufferin just to get a nickle sack, scraping up
change trying to make 2 dollars or 3 to get some 99 cent hamburgers to eat and then ride thorough atlanta in yo raggedy car. back then we was some
underground superstars and these last 5 years we done put work in, now the whole world know of the ying yang twins. Even though we dont spend time at home
together, we hit the road and its like we never left each other. Now thats love. I love you til the day that i leave so its still my brother and me.

[Chorus]

[Verse: Kain and D-roc]

People of the world we must change our mind frame and stay away from the con and mind games. Its hard to maintain and stay sane at the same time, steady
working hard but you bareky gettin by trying to make a line between stress and peace and satan always gettin the best of me, my closest of kin, my best
friend, man we all in the struggle but you gotta remember im yo brother.
Listen people you need to start helping yo brother, helping yo sister, mama, daddy, children and all. Dont leave these babies out here all alone they
dont know whats going on. THey dont know right from wrong, so when you see yo brother give him a hug and a shoulder to lean on and dont leave him out here
on his own cause times gettin hard these days. We at war amongest ourselves and we at war overseas brother.

Gang's All Here (Heltah Skeltah)




featuring BCC MFC

[?]
Aiyyo I been spittin this rap shit for too long
To let y'all heads get me hot under my collar through songs
And best don't get it twisted
My Magnum Force practice Operation: Lockdown
And don't you clowns ever forget it
The other half'll feel my brother's wrath that we break through
And always been the type to take you there like ?Warren Staples?
Blow spots wit no glock the show stop when domes pop
You should of stayed your**home bop, you got a flow--not

[Illa Noyz]
I set it off on a mission like the Sentinel
Cuz I was sent to do, murder the crew sayin I'm merciful
I wrote a few, journals in my Nocturnal state
Blaze like an inferno, watch niggas just cremate
Too late to run and turn to Rev. Run
Some blessin the section, givin them niggas quick trips to heaven
Straight murder wit the unheard-a, lyritifical
Beneficial, that you never pursure the issue
The ninth initial, thought as to rip the bits n kibbles
I kick ass, more than a little, my rhyme riddle
Your mind's a dead veg-e-table when I hit you
Doin like I should do, bringin Noyz to my acquittal

[Steele]
Wit no discrepency, I rip MC wit no referee
Devil tested me, can't let him get the best of me
Wit accuracy, I'll attack an MC
Spittin like I emptied the M-1 from the M-P
Wit no apology, unload on your property causing atrocity
At a rapid velocity, mental artillery, military anatomy
After you battle me call me your majesty for mastering
The art of fastening, grappling, locking down this rapping thing
Tackling the majority, bomb with authority
More than minority, S-T got seniority
Rhymin since Knowledge and Quality wit college degree

(Kill out to all the enemy, we killin all a dem
Kill out to all the enemy, don't matter if it's enemy or friend)

[Doc Holliday]
Doc ain't nuttin but the truth, 100% when I get bent
It's possible that I'm mad, forget ? I'm blind, deaf, and mute
To all you shit poppers, put your money where your mouth at
I roll wit bank stoppers, five-foot Reps who whip**
Erases coppers, it's mandatory, that D-O-C stay shittin
Laws and lows to keep you hoes on my didick
My foes stay foes so all you jacks need to quit it
Doc shines, hot lines, and jackers come and get it
And one false move, I'm guaranteed to be acquitted

[Lidu Rock]
Aiyyo, we gang bangin, through the tri-state area
Act up, my MFC niggas'll have to bury ya
Ain't nuttin scarier, than a five-foot eight nigga
Holding the big toast, make yo chest piece shake
I cut niggas like class and glass from dirty bottles
Runnin through these streets high-speed at full throttle
Ghetto role models, so what the ** y'all tellin me
Misdemeanor cats wit raps, wannabe felonies
** sellin trees man, I smoke too much
I lay my raps, get my traps, then I roast the dutch
Y'all niggas boast too much, about the shit you got
I hope the money save that**when the shit get hot
It's Lidu Rock

[Rock]
Many think I ain't got it in me, cuz I'm plenty-friendly
It could be because I'm skinny
But I'll ** you up like Henny and Remmy
?If any of trash?, we'll I'll scream "gimme"
To any who make it hard to Get Away like Tim or Penny
Semi-auto, wit a swift into your track, ?it cracks?
And creeps morse code, I'm sendin smoke signals
That's how my gats be
Tactics, I crack piece are phenomenal
Ask peeps, what kinda drama do the Bummy Jab wreak
He'll tell ya, the boy cause straight Heltah Skeltah
I got the block sweltering and hot like your biotch when I felt her
So don't ** wit my head, got static I'm buckin you dead
I'll bend your body like Craftmatic Adjustable Bed
** what you said, for y'all I got nuttin but lead-o
And stop **in askin me why Ruck cut his dreads
It's up in the air, we buckin from here, to where you rest at
In a jet black, Expedition fishin to get some get back

(Kill out to all our enemies, we killin all a dem
Kill out to all our enemies, no matter if it's enemy or friend)

[Rustee Jux]
My militant mind's impervious to submission
Maintain in the rank, glorious in this division
Killa Cartel-N-MFC in collision
The scene could get bloody, two teams wit one mission
I stomps through the crack slums of mother Medina
Push weed to stack funds for my mother Dina
Rustee Jux-man, Brooklyn mercenary
Some say it's rap, some say it's legendary
The pack that run wit me, attack wit guns swiftly
My young legion niggas got smacked on one-fifty
Cold mashin, straight blastin, steady mobbin
I rose to large drug dealin from petty robbin

[Supreme]
Well it's the five-eight, hands I'm holdin brothers for ransom
Operation generation down to the seeds of your grandson
And blow off like a handgun, hittin niggas at random
Damn son, got love for thugs singin my anthem
I amp them, spittin my raps spectacular
Forever clappin the rapper that's bitin like he Dracula
You see what happens to all of these fake rhyme fashioners
I bring disaster to niggas thats claimin they done mastered the
Art, who's the next on my chart to mark
You know I swim wit the shark, why y'all niggas wanna start
Big gram and knee low, stay on the d-low
Rollin black in the back of the fat Ex-P-O

[Tek]
Well it's the lazy-eye criminal, baby nines the minimum
In the gat cabin, Tek we make it happen
You just rappin, bitch niggas get bitch smacked when
You start yappin, get your shine snatched for flashin
Straight extorted, like an IRS audit
You never gonna bust that gun, so why you bought it?
See you came home frolic, but you show fake love
Like the Feds try to get close and lay down bugs
Try to skate but got schemed on, you had to lay
Didn't know niggas got Desert E's and PK's

[Starang]
Me and my crew ride up and down St. James like a pack of great danes
Ain't shit changed, see y'all niggas take your gold frames
Spit in your face and I'm a have to smack flames
Out your**for tryin to laugh and plus play games (word up)
We ain't Connecticut, ain't even sweatin it
Pack up your bags bitch, come wit some better shit
Son them niggas probably home right now, for real regretting it
I don't want to be y'all, when we see y'all I'm settin it
Niggas on my dick so much I brought a saddle
We can take it to the streets(word up word up), bring your heat, battle
For your seven-forty Beamer, wit your shorty Kima in it
If you platinum you can drive me through Manhattan while I hit it
Everywhere I go, I let em know Starang's the shit
Over three-hundred thousand fans and ain't never had a hit
William H. is the name, MFC's the click
Y'all niggas takin us out?, y'all smokin the shit

(Retreat retreat, all pussy boys, retreat Magnum Force come to take over
Retreat, retreat, all pussy boys, retreat Magnum Force come to take over)

[Ruck]
SEAN P., you better recognize, I be wreckin guys
**in cockroaches still breathin up your pesticides
Like D-Con, see Sean be on some shit from day one
Spray guns at funny style niggas who actin** son
Ruck made the paper, you could turn to page one
Butt-**in your chick wit a motha**in gauge son
Who said that? Ruck said wack shit, aiyyo dead that
For the headcrack, leave your face lumpy like Craig Mack
I read that, niggas want beef aiyyo so get back
?Happen in? person cuz I'm hurtin niggas who said that
You **in wet back, smack you wit the ** med's pack
Then have ** at, the same place I park my Lex at

[Buckshot]
The last black gene, green socks
Serve the fans quick like servin fiend rock
Understand the scene is locked, when you dead bolt
Hit em in the throat, ride em like the jet black colt
Through the jungle, it's another rumble when I set it so free
And flee from his body back to the OGC
I never heard of that nigga, in the first place
I hit him in the worst place, hid the waste
Need a replacement killa, hustle dope shit so I'm a drug dealer
So for real-a, on point wit the nine mill-a
Straight give a nigga guillotine shit
Heads come off the ?lean? wit one stroke
Two tokes from the mack tilly
Give a motha**er two to the belly
Stop, look and acting like the shot from your**whippin
Nigga, why you trippin, don't start slippin now
Fool keep flippin

[Rock]
It's not over, it's not over, oh oh

[Louieville Sluggah]
Yo it was on to the next phase
Spit ink on a page, hostile rage
No sugar and sour like lemmonade
Bing came to me in a dream he said "come clean"
So I scalped and praise, I'm on my way
Gat and pick straight out the gate
When I see yo say "you back up on your duty ?"
Yo my mouth spittin arson, new shit is startin
But ain't shit changed, you know your range, beg your pardon
Starv like Marv, I'm on the job
First rob and ?slug? motha**ers licked the knob
Be like that, when I clap back time
I feel it deeply, for my niggas I left behind
I rep for mine, here son feel the shine
Can't say no names, cuz all my niggas is on my mind
Yo I'm all about me sonee, hand me money
Ja Ja, and bring yo**here to poppa

[talking and threats to the end]

Kill The Dancer (Luna Amara)

It's pretty hard to wait again
the phone won't ring the bruises heal
inside my room and I'm alone again
She's gone some place else
and I'll just wait together with my friends
time speeds up we've gone downtown
but downtown's much too crowded
the voices face and yes, I will

Close my eyse and dream of you
kill the dancer that's killing you
brand new city, brand new toys
she fills her mind with velvet boys
has she bone to bed
or maybe not yet
but I'm waiting here alone
with my voice


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