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Lyrics

I Got Five On It (Luniz)




Chorus:
people in Oakland...Oakland
woo see I'm ridin higher and higher woo oo
kinda broke so ya know all I gots five I got five

(Yukmouth)
player give me some brew an I might just chill
but I'm the type that like to light another joint like Cypress Hill
I'm steal doobies
spit loogies when I puff on it
I got some bucks on it
but it ain't enuff on it
go get the S t. I d e s <beer>
never the less,
I'm hella Fresh,
rollin joints like a cigarrette
so pass it 'cross the table like Ping Pong,
I'm gone,
beatin' my chest like King Kong,
it's on,
wrap my lips around a 40,
and when it comes to get another stogie,
fools all kick in like Shinobi
no, me ain't my homie to begin with,
it's too many heads to be poppin' at my friend hit it
unless you pull out the phat, crispy
five dollar bill on the real before its history
cos fools be havin' them vaccum lungs,
an if you let 'em hit it for free,
you hellar "dum-dum-dum-dum"
I come to school with the taylor on my earlobe
avoidin' all the thick teasers, skeezers, and weirdos
that be blowin off the land like 'where tha bomb at?'
give me two bucks,
you take a puff,
and pass my bomb back
suck up the dank like a slurpy
the serious bomb will make a nigge go delirous like Eddie Murphy
I got more growin' pains than Maggie
cos homies nag me,
to take the dank out of the baggie

Chorus:
I got five on it,
grab your 40,
let's get keyed
I got five on it,
messin' wit that Indo weed
I got five on it,
it's got me stuck and not go back
I got five on it,
potna lets go half on a sac

(Knumskull)
I take sacks to the face,
whenever I can,
don't need no cruch
I'm so keyed up,
'till the joint be burnin' my hand
next time I roll it in a hampa
to burn slo,
so the ashes won't be burnin' up my hand, bra
hoochies can hit,
but they know they got to pitch in,
then I roll a joint that's longer than your extension
cos I'll be damned if you get high off me for free
hell naw, you betta bring your own spliff, cheif
wassup,
don't make me sip that,
better pass the
JOINT!
stop hittin' cos you know ya got Asthma
crack a 40 open, homie,
an guzzel it,
cos I know the weed in my system is gettin lonley
I gotta take a whiz test to my P-O
I know I failed cos I done smoked major weed bro,
an everytime we with Chris that fool rollin up a fattie,
but the Tanqueray straight had me

Chorus

(Knumskull)
hey, make this right man
stop at the light man,
my yester night thang got me hung off the night train
you fade, I face
so let's head to da east
hit the stroll to 9-0 so we can roll big, hot sheets
I wish I could fade the eighth
but I've no budget,
still rollin' a two door Cutlass same ole' bucket
foggy windows,
smokin' Indo,
I'm in tha land gettin smoked wit my kinfolk

(Yukmouth)
been smoked,
Yuk'll spray ya, lay ya down
up in the OAK the Town
homies don't play around,
we down to blaze a pound
then ease up,
speed up through the ESO,
drink the VSOP with a lemon squeeze up
and everybody's rolled up, I'm da roller
that's quick to fold a blunt out of a buncha sitcky dosia
hold up, suck up my weed is all you do
kick in feed, cause where I be's we need tab like a foo-foo

Chorus

I Got 5 On It (Luniz)

I Got 5 On It
Luniz
Album: Operation Stackola


1-People in Oakland...Oakland
Woo, see I'm ridin higher and higher, woo-oo
Kinda broke so ya know all I gots five, I got five

(VERSE 1)
Player, give me some brew an I might just chill,
but I'm the type that like to light another joint
Like Cypress Hill
I'm steal doobies spit loogies when I puff on it,
I got some bucks on it, but it ain't enuff on it
go get the S-t. I-d-e-s <beer>
never the less, I'm hella Fresh,
rollin joints like a cigarrette
so pass it cross the table like Ping Pong,
I'm gone, beatin my chest like King Kong,
it's on, wrap my lips around a 40,
and when it comes to get another stogie,
fools all kick in like Shinobi
no, me ain't my homie to begin with,
it's too many heads to be poppin at my friend hit it
unless you pull out the phat, crispy
five dollar bill on the real before its history
cos fools be havin the vaccum lungs,
an if you let em hit it for free,
you hellar "dum-dum-dum-dum"
I come to school with a taylor on my earlobe
avoidin all the thick teasers, skeezers, and weirdos
I be blowin up the land like where tha bomb at?
give me two bucks,
you take a puff, and pass my bomb back
suck up the dank like a slurpy the serious bomb
will make a nigge go delirous like Eddie Murphy
I got more growin pains than Maggie
cos homies nag me,
to take the dank out of the baggie


1-I got five on it,
grab your 40, let's get keyed
I got five on it,
messin wit that Indo weed
I got five on it,
it's got me stuck and not go back
I got five on it,
potna lets go half on a sack

(VERSE 2)
I take sacks to the face,
whenever I can,
don't need no cruch
I'm so keyed up,
till the joint be burnin my hand
next time I roll it in a hampa (slang for hav-a-tampa cigars)
to burn slo,
so the ashes won't be burnin up my hand, bra
hoochies can hit,
but they know they got to pitch in,
then I roll a joint that's longer than your extension
cos I'll be damned if you get high off me for free
hell no, you betta bring your own spliff, chief
wassup, don't make me sip that,
better pass the JOINT!
stop hittin cos you know ya got Asthma
crack a 40 open, homie, an guzzel it,
cos I know the weed in my system is gettin lonley
I gotta take a whiz test to my P-O
I know how I failed cos I done smoked major weed bro,
an everytime we with Chris that fool rollin up a fattie,
but the Tanqueray straight had me
(repeat 1)

(VERSE 3)
(2)hey, make this right man,
stop at the light man,
my yester night thang got me hung off the night train
you fade, i face
so let's head to da east
hit the stroll to 9-0 so we can roll big, hot sheets
I wish I could fade the ache
but I'm no budget,
still rollin a 2 door cutglass, same 'ole bucket
foggy windows, soggy Indo,
I'm in tha land gettin smoked wit my kinfolk
(1)been smoked,
yuk'll, the sprayer lay it down,(yuk stands for yukmouth)
up in the OAK the Town
homies don't play around,
we down to blaze a pound
then eaz up,
speed up through the ESO drink the V.S.O.P.
P up with the lemon squeeze up
and everybody's rolled up, I'm da rolla
that's quick to fold a blunt out of a buncha sticky dosia
hold up, suck up my weed as all you do
kick in feed, cause where I be's we need tab like a foo-foo
(rpt 1)





Source: Grouchnikov Kirill <c1272122@techst02.technion.ac.il>



Guerillas In Tha Mist (Da Lench Mob)




Come down and beware of the black fist
The guerillas straight muther** killers is the mist
Take a shot Buck Buck but you can't forge
Never thought you'd see South Central niggaz in the forest
Don't kick in the chorus just yet
Cause we ain't made a mess yet
Lench Mob produce the best yet
Comin real hard man
Bumpin in your car man
Finally caught up with a devil named Tarzan
Swingin on a vine
Suckin on a piece of swine
Jiggaboo come up from behind
Hit him with a coconut
Stab him in the gut
Push him out the tree
he falls right on his nuts
And just like EPMD
I don't like a bitch
Named J to tha A to tha N-E
Can't wait to meet her
I'm gonna kill 'er
Cause that little mutha** cheetah can't hang with a guerilla

You try to pay me off with a banana
But J-D is blacker than a city called Atlanta
Give me some elbow room, I need some elbow room
So I can boom shak-a-lak boom
That's the sound of the twenty guage
Lock us up and the Lench Mob can break out of any cage
You never even hear of this
I'm taking care of this
Lench Mob environmental terrorists
** great ape ammarilla
I'm a killa
But killa gorilla ain't a killa
White boys like Godzilla
But my super nigga my King Kong
Played his**like Ping-Pong
So everybody get the ding-dong
Or the bozack what's that dick and nut sack
So get your buts back from the black fist
Cap peelers the guerillas in the mist

Va-voom here comes a nigga from the dark side
Talking bout a brand new apartheid
South Central straight ghetto native
Gotta show these devil mutha**ers what I'm made of
Yes, never smoke the sess
Only hit the buddha when I'm laying on my chest
I'm laying in a cut
I'm laying in a cut
I'm laying in a cut
bout to shoot me a mutt (with what?)
With the boom ping ping
Listen to the ill shit that I bring bring
Nappy head gorilla, coming out the forest
Ice Cube is my mother** dog, yes
Kicking pumps, Smoking humps
The guerillas, rollin from deep in the bumps
Short Dog got the mutha** pump
And it's true T-Bone got the twenty-two
That's how it's done
So you better run yo
Run your**out the jungle
Cause hear the guns go and we don't miss
The Lench Mob, the guerillas in the mist!


Very Bad (Joe Sparks)

Yeah yeah Radiskull and Devil Doll.. back to kick it some more..
YEEEAHH!
Have a very bad..
..very bad!
Very sad..!
..very sad!
Disgusting..
Disgusting!
HALLOWEEN!(x2)

Get on the mic Devil Doll Devil Doll..
Get on the mic Devil Doll!!
Yeah yeah right about now I'd like to scream a thing or two...

I.. Was.. Born with heavy horns on my head..
I'm known to hang around the undead..
You always see me comin' cuz I am RED..
You never forget a single word I spread..
Like the wine to the women.. the women to the song..
The Gene to the Simmons... I never get it wrong..
The pong is pingin', the dong is dingin',
the Kong is Kingin' to the rhymes I'm slingin'

Yeah kick it over here Devil Doll and let's ROCK!
YEEEAHH!

Have a very bad..
..very bad!
Very sad..!
..very sad!
Disgusting..
Disgusting!
HALLOWEEN!
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH!

Living In China (Men Without Hats)

They got the red book, they got the new look
All the little people that are living in China
They got the answers to all the questions
All the little people that are living in China
The solution is revolution
For all of the little people that are living in China
They got ping pong egg foo yung
For all the little people that are living in China
What would Chairman Mao say, if he knew what they're doing to his wife today
What did China do? She ordered out for submarines instead of chinese food
China fields of rice, modern man no longer evil he's a paradise
What did the Chairman want?
A great big wall they could all watch orientals on
They got the red book, they got the new look
The little people that are living in China
They got the answers to all the questions
The little people that are living in China
The solution is revolution
For all the little people that are living in China
They got ping pong egg foo yung
All the little people that are living in China
What would chairman mao say
If he knew what his people think of him today
Revolution is out of hand
The gang of four, trying to make it as a western band
China, what do you need
You've got everything from your scruffy head to dirty feet
China you want to dance
You're wearing makeup and listening to Adam and the Ants
They got the new look, They got the red book,
All the little people that are living in China
They got the answers to all the questions
All the little people that are living in China
The solution is revolution
For all the little people that are living in China
They got ping pong egg foo yung
The little people that are living in China
The solution is revolution
They got the answers to all the questions
All the little people that are living in China
China, living in China
China, living in China
China, living in China

Swap Meet Louie (Sir Mix-A-Lot)

*SPOKEN*

"Hey, homeys!"
"Who me?"
"Yeah, that's right. You the fly hustler."
"Ya'll still sellin' that fake Louie, huh?"
"Hey! Don't be turnin' the highside up in here. You don't even got the
dope..."
"Oh, baby, I don't need the highside, just give me some khaki's and I'm
straight."
"Tryin' dis me, ole raggy rooty-poot runned up gangsta? Who you think you are?
M.C. Hammer? You can't 'ford this Louis Vuitton!"
"What you mean I can't afford it. Why would I wanna afford some old fake
Louie, baby
if that's real Louie, I'm Tom Cruise."
"Excuse me, I'd like to buy some."
"You don't know jack about this Louie. Take your sorry self over booth
number 2 for
the crack pipe."
"Yeah, awreit. I got your crack pipe right here baby."

*RAP*

Wooah, Louis Vuitton never made a sweatsuit
But you're swearin' up and down, that you got the Louie boots
So you roll to the swap meet, girlfriend buttless
Rip phantom top on your seven six Cutlass
In the shop Louis Vee is what you seek
Black Knight Cortez slippin' on your feet
You're saggin', droop like a bawla
Your girl starts walkin' towards the counter, so you call her
Oooh, this is on. Why don't you get this for me?
Everytime you hit the swap meet, it's gimme, gimme, gimme.
A little old lady in the back starts to creep, she's deep
Through cazelley's she peeks
Her name is Mary Pong and she's got it going on
Swap meet weed, with the swap meet thongs
Leather miniskirt with the oriental draw
Little Mary Pong is RAW
She says "I wanna make your girlfriend look good"
Start buying all your Louie in the hood
And your sprung, on the two for one
Fake Louie at the swap meet, son
Now you know brown Louie is played
But you're drunk and you just got paid
So you bought the gear, little Mary says "See ya"
Little did you know it was "Made in Korea?"

Swap Meet Louie, Swap Meet Louie
That's right, tell em homeys
Swap Meet Louie, Swap Meet Louie
Right here baby
Swap Meet Louie, Swap Meet Louie
What you need?
Swap Meet Louie, Swap Meet Louie
You don't know jack about this Louie

Victim number two, a rich young couple from Bellvue
Welcome to the swap meet, another dumb couple 'bout to get beat
Out came little Mary Pong, she had the big Louie Vee gear on
The couple got sprung and the wife want some
Louie Vee hat with the diamonds
Shes thinkin' she got that deal, 2 for 1 is a steal
The hat mighta had a L V on the back
But at the swap meet that ain't jack
But she bought it, cost about three hun
Mary Pong said you're the one
But when the girls Louie got wet she started complainin'
Baby girls Louie started fadin'
Now she's tryin' to take it back
But the swap meet don't play that
Cause when a customer tries to intimidate
Mary Pong pulls a .38
She ain't about to get bum rushed
She's strapped an' she's ready to bust
But at the swap meet you don't pay tax
They're movin' out fake Louie by the batch

Swap Meet Louie, clockin' lotsa dolla's
Swap Meet Louie, we all got gold
Swap Meet Louie, black silk jackets
Swap Meet Louie, rich flaunt clout
Swap Meet Louie, Swap Meet Louie
Swap Meet Louie, Swap Meet Louie

Me an' Attitude Adjuster stepped smooth at a swap meet
Buyin' much gear for the feet
When we spot Mary Pong with a blank face
Sellin' bootleg Mixalot tapes
The brother bought the tape and kept steppin'
Mary Pong starts lookin' for a weapon
I got a plan 'n' I'm about to use it
What's up with the bootleg music?
Mary Pong is about to get jacked
She had a stack of big bootleg racks
Me and Attitude creeped like snakes
Grabbed the tapes and the Louie and break
The whole swap meet went crazy
I'm sockin' more fools than Patrick Swayze
Toss a mess of fake Louie in the trunk
Hit the gas and the tach just sunk
Like that, I'm outta there
Swift brothers like to roll in pairs
So we jet, to the boulevard fast
Slingin' swap meet Louie for cash

Swap Meet Louie, Swap Meet Louie
That's right, tell em homeys
Swap Meet Louie, Swap Meet Louie
Right here baby
Swap Meet Louie, Swap Meet Louie
What you need?
Swap Meet Louie, Swap Meet Louie
You don't know jack about this Louie

Insane (Eminem)

I was born with a dick in my brain
Yea **ed in the head
My step-father said that I sucked in the bed
'Til one night he snuck in and said
We're going out back, I want my dick sucked in the shed
"Can't we just play with Teddy Ruxpin instead?"
After I ** you in the butt, get some head
Bust a nut, get some rest
The next day my mother said, "I don't know what the **'s up with this kid"
The bastard won't even eat nothing he scared
He just hung himself in the bedroom he's dead
Jeffrey don't let that **er get you upset
Go in there stick a ** cigarette to his neck
I bet you he's faking it
I bet you, I'll bet he prolly wants to see how upset you would get
I'll go handle this of course unless you object
Ah, go ** his brains out if any is left in his head

Chorus:
If you could count the skeletons in my closet
Under my bed and up under my faucet
Then you would know I've completely lost it
Is he nuts? No, he's insane

If you could count the skeletons in my closet
Under my bed and up under my faucet
Then you would know I've completely lost it
Is he nuts? No, he's insane

You get it? No I just tried to bite my face off
I just got ** chased off with a chainsaw
Then he took the chainsaw bit the ** blades off
Ate the blades, stuck a baseball in a slingshot
Then he aimed at his own face let the thing pop
Took his eye out picked it up and played ping pong
Then he played ping pong with his own ding dong
That mother**er's got nuts like king kong
Then he set the lawn mower out on the dang lawn
And he layed all up underneath it with the thing on
Then he took his pants he took every ** thing off
Everything except his tank top and his training bra
Ain't he raw? Yea, maniac that Shady dog
Man that mother**ers gangsta, ain't he dog?
Shady dog, what be going through that ** brain of yours?
Say no more, what the ** you waiting for? Sing along.

[Chorus]

Don't you know what felch means? (Yea)
Well then tell me, would you rather get felched or do the felching?
** 'em in the**suck the cum out while you're belching
Burp belch and go back for a second helping
Can you dig what I'm saying man? can you smell me?
I want you to feel me like my step-father felt me
** a little puppet kick the puppy while he's yelping
Shady what the ** you saying? I don't know help me!
What the **'s happening? I think I'm ** melting!
Marshall I just love you boy I care about your well-being
No dad I said no, I don't need no help peeing
I'm a big boy I can do it by myself see
I only get ** when the babysitter tells me
She showed me a movie like Nightmare on Elm Street
But it was X and they called it Pubic Hair on Chelsey
Well this is called Ass-**and we should do the Jail scene

[Chorus]

Ghetto Youth (Tricky)

(vocals by Sky)

Me's a ghetto youth
Me come from straight dung ina the ghetto
Seen, Rockfort, Warica
Seen, Matches Lane
Jungle Heights
all I and I are one.
Me a tell ya
All Bull Bay Heights and dem heights dey.
Yeah
big dem up
Seen, I you a hear me
Wicked ina de ghetto mi bredda
Wicked to the max
And you done know the man have youth and youth
a come up (translation- boys become men)
And you see when
And the father drop out
Dem no know no father so dem come up tun gunman. (tun=turn)
Me done know, because a so de ghetto (so=how)
run a so the politician do it
dem bring in a bag a gun
and barrage a ting and seen run pon youth and then
when you check it out.
Dem send dem police friend to come for dem gun
And dem say dem not running gun and dem tings deh.
And bere tings in a ghetto (translation-that`s how
things are in the ghetto)
Seen, man no stop kill man.
Seen, man no stop rob man.
A no dem tings deh we want ina Jamaica (trans.- we
don't want those things in the ghetto)
We want love, unity, seen, strength and energy.
Yeah, we want a whole heap of things to go on for the
ghetto youth all next year.
You done know me as one a dem uprighting ghetto
youth,
Seen, so we a start from way down dey so. (trans.-
"we start at the bottom of the barrel")
We no just a come from no way and a come up ya so.
(trans- we don't just come from nowhere, we're right here)
A way dung de so man a come from.
Say man a come way from the rock, when me say de rock,
me mean the rock,
Seen,
Dem have flour mill and cement company the most worst industry inna di whole caribbean country
man know from man did bawn(born)
We no got no royalty, know what me say?
Yeah, buil'(build)up all one place we dem call Texaco
Them sinting(thing)we'(where) dem a store.
Gas fi'(for) plane, gas to this, gas to that, gas to everything.
An' if a likkle fire ever get weh?=(If a little fire ever gets away i.e. started
Wow, mi nu' say di word.
Mi' don know seh(I already know that) my little friend over there .
Chu, mi nah lef' him at all(I'm not leaving him at all0
See Tricky?
Gwan hol' tings.(Keep doing your thing)
You don' know yuh a up front man.(You already know you're an honest man)
Yes me brother, Sky de yassuh.(Sky is over here)
And a easy we a easy an' a buss one reason and tings.
I tell ya, the youth.
You a god blessed picnee(=children), trust me.
I wanna show ya'll a thing about the ghetto.
See the ghetto
yu'(you)see Kisco pop(cheap, sugary soda that was sold in Jamaica and many other Third World British exploited countries), lollipop, an all of them pop there.
Yeah, I and I a juggle them from mi a' nine from down dessuh(there).
See yu know is cool me just a go a sister mammy
See ya don't know man a'(is) ghetto youth, see?
Straight boy original, see?
Yeah, and noboby can fool we and no bigga' heads(those who think they're more powerful)can come use we.
Yeah, that's the way we run things.
We just DEAL wid tings, we sell suck suck an' them things.
an' ping pong and them thing an'star and daily news an' enquire and X news for earn our own paper.
Yeah, cause we nah let nu'(we're not gonna let)some boy come tell about 6 to 6 and 6 to 12 and nuh half hour this and half hour dat and you drink champagne and cock up(put up) yu' foot an' inna place an' ting unda' AC(ting=things)(unda'=under)
An' we ah out dessuh a bruk our hand and our neck fi yu'(And we're out there breaking our hand and neck for you)
We nuh work dem de ways(We don't work those ways)
That's how the ghetto youth live.
That's why them ever try to elevate us, I and I ya see?
Dem nuh want (they don't want)I and I elevate out of the slum.
Cause dem know who, we have 'hole heap of wisdom
Same way we mek paper, we mek use of dat too
See?
We done know seh(we already knew that) our mother and our father never have nothing, from way down dessuh.

Trust me me brother.
See that's how I and I come up.
Go to school without lunch money and them sitin'(things) there.
That's why I and I no love nuh big heads(conceited older person).
Only thing I love a'the little youth dem a wear khaki suit(Jamaican school children uniform)
from yu' wear uniform me and you nuh friend me brother.
I tell ya, mi nuh shame fi talk or chant or anything ya want.
I and I know.
Liberty a liberty, yu see?
Reality a reality see?
We no promote none of them boy over there.
See them stay over one side and go and eat them turkey and drink them what they wanna drink them.
De way dem a gwan' suh when dem drink dem guiness
and kick back and go and meditate and see?
Yeah, live with people mek(make)people live with we.
Ya know what me say?
Yeah, 'cause when I tell ya me brother, see a pure chain and bondage dem a have we unda, see?
Babylon release the chain but them a use dem brain, see?
Trust me.
That's why I and I nuh gauze(bother) fi dem see?
Guy dem we a buil' up dem big pretty church and nah build nuh school.

Pepe Lui (Divididos)

Va pepe lui
Por la estación Eduardo VI
Va pepe lui
Con bocho de radio grabador
La suspensión
Que el pelo pide al caminar
Resortes de un andar
Clavado en los setenta

Dos de cristal en la bolsa
Más rápido que un rayo
Un mundo en miniaturas
Revistas de rock
Pero de rock nacional

Rey del ping-pong
Pero más rey es del pom-pom
El sapo ahí en su latita de Nesquik
Un artesano hasta en su manera de mirar

Aquel mueble de su vieja
Cajones de los misterios
Melodías de pescado
Siempre sonarán
En lo del flaco Pepe Lui

IMBF (I Must Be Free) (Salbakuta)

Girl, love me for simply being me
I ain't here just to feed your fantasy
Kaya 'wag mo kong gawin isang tau-tauhan
I ain't your toy para paglaruan

Kaya hear me, girl, love me not for fun, girl
Kasi my love is sweet, parang Benson's Eclaire
Enjoy ka kung ako'y kasama night and everyday
Pero feeling ko you're making me na pang-display

Laging sunud-sunuran sa lahat ng gusto mo
Sweet ka lang sa akin kung meron kang gusto
'Wag mo naman akong gawin isang sugar daddy
Maya't maya, girl, humihingi ka ng money

Pagmamahal na tunay, baby, pa show me, show me
'Wag mo kong gawin yo timmy timmy tummy
Ngayon nagising na ako sa bangungot na kay tagal
Hindi ko na kailangan pansin mong pagmamahal

This is Charlie Mack, ngayon alam mo na
I must be free

Ibini**mo sana ang pag-ibig kong inalay din sayo
Mahalin mo ako kung ano ako at kung sino bilang ako
Ginagamit mo lang ako sa lahat ng pantasya mo
Hindi ka na nararapat sa akin, I must be free

'Di mapigilang umiyak sa pagpatak ng ulan
'Pag dumaan sa diwa ko ating nakaraan
Sinabi mo sa aking kaya mo kong tanggapin
Kahinain, yakapin, tunay mong mamahalin

Sinisisi mo ako kahit kamalian mo
Mapagtakpan mo lamang ang pagkukulang mo
Tawag mo sa pag-ibig ko, 'di ba istupido
Istupido ako, oo, dahil sa 'yo

Pilit mong binabalik ang aking nakaraan
Ginawa mo nang libangan na ako ay sumbatan
Pag-ibig natin nasaan, sana ako ay tanggapin
Pag-ibig natin nasaan, sana ako ay mahalin

Sa paglisan ko, maalaala mo kaya
Pagmamahal ko na ipinusta at tinaya
Wala akong hiling kundi ikaw ay lumigaya
Salamat sa iyo ako'y iyong pinalaya

This is Ben Deatha, ngayon alam mo na
I must be free

Ibini**mo sana ang pag-ibig kong inalay din sayo
Mahalin mo ako kung ano ako at kung sino bilang ako
Ginagamit mo lang ako sa lahat ng pantasya mo
Hindi ka na nararapat sa akin, I must be free

Ibini**mo sana ang pag-ibig kong inalay din sayo
Mahalin mo ako kung ano ako at kung sino bilang ako
Ginagamit mo lang ako sa lahat ng pantasya mo
Hindi ka na nararapat sa akin, I must be free

Yo, minahal kita, tinanggap kita kahit anong klaseng babae ka pa
Wala akong pakialam sa iyong nakaraan kahit ilang lalake sa iyo ang nagdaan
Ang importante, minahal kita, ngunit 'di nagtagal, nagbago ka
Sa halip tumino, lalong lumala, gabi-gabi sa gimik, panay tulala

Sa inyong sala nahuli kita na may kahalikan na iba
'Wag mo akong sisihin maghinala dahil din sa iyong pinaggagawa
Ika'y umabuso, isa kang tuso, 'pag may bangkay, dine-deny mo ako
Sanay kang manloko, ako'y nagpaloko sa kasinungalingan mo, napaniwala mo ako

Kung ano ano ang pinangbibili mo hanggang sa naubos mo ang pera ko
'Pag 'di ko nasunod ang gusto mo, hihiyain mo ako at lalayasan mo
Hindi ka marunong magmahal, sarili mo lang ang iyong mahal
Kaya pala wala sa 'yo tumatagal, palibhasa pag-ibig mo'y hangal

Ano ba ang masamang nagawa ko sa iyo, bakit mo ako ginaganito
Simple lang naman ang hiling ko sa iyo, mahalin mo ako kung ano ako
Tanggapin mo ako bilang ako, tanggapin mo lang kung ano ang kaya ko
Kung materyal na ba**ang kailangan mo, hindi ako ang lalake para sa iyo

This Mad Killah, now alam mo na
I must be free


Ibini**mo sana ang pag-ibig kong inalay din sayo
Mahalin mo ako kung ano ako at kung sino bilang ako
Ginagamit mo lang ako sa lahat ng pantasya mo
Hindi ka na nararapat sa akin, I must be free


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