Lyrics of SNOOP DOGG

                                                             "what cha gon do"



[Master P]
Yo Snoop nigga.
[Snoop Dogg]
What's happenin?
[Master P]
I think I just seen the dog catcher around.
[Snoop Dogg]
Nigga what?
[Master P]
It go a little somethin like this here.
[Snoop Dogg]
Like this, woof woof.
[Master P]
Like this here, ya heard me?

Chorus
[Master P]
Watcha goin do when we come for you
[Master P/Snoop Dogg]
If you a dog you better not run (Uhhhhh!) [x2]

[Snoop Dogg]
See I'm tired of being broke, I like to smoke
I love the west coast but I need a vacation bro
I took me a ride down south
I see the dog into bigger and better thing yall know what I'm talkin bout
The game is to be sold, not to be told
I'm a No Limit soldier and I'm off parole
Nigga, let's put the pieces to the puzzle
Now, every nigga that you hate would hate your cousin or your brother
Nigga, let's keep it real
Keep your eyes on your enemies cause some niggas kill
And the bitches, they'll break ya
Keep your dick in your pants nigga, cause they'll play ya
Keep your dogs in the house
Trill niggas from the street (woof woof) know what I'm talkin bout
Never bite the hand that feeds you
Cause you never know when your dog might need you

[Chorus x4]

[Snoop Dogg]
Went from halves to wholes, from wood to marble floors
Fuckin with hoodrats to top notch hoes
In my Rolls with the sunroof top
I told you hoes that Snoop Dogg won't stop
Tick tock, we got shit locked (say what)
Goddamn it feel good to be sittin on top
So let's toast to the gin and juice and champaigne
Welcome to my world and Snoop is the name
Nigga, and pass me the green sticky
We only fuckin with the real nigga, you aint gotta lie to kick it
Cause we aint picky if you lick it
Or stick it, girl is you down with this quicky
I gotta show to do in Europe and one in Japan
So when you see me on stage Snoop Dogg is the name
Nigga, yeah, that's real, huh
Whatch yall gonna do when we come for you

[Chorus x4]

                                                              "thug girl"   




[Master P]
Yo Snoop, you and Silkk remember that shit called dumb girl?
Well check this shit out, I got one called thug girl.
Ha ha ha ha

I'm looking for a thug girl
Where they at, where they at, where they at
where they at, where they at
Where they at, where they at, where they at
where they at, where they at
I'm looking for a thug girl
Where they at, where they at, where they at
where they at, where they at
Where they at

I heard you jocking Master P cause he got a Mercedes
And you wanna be his lady and probably have his baby
You just wanna ride and get inside
So yall can roll around town like Bonnie and Clyde
But we don't trip we just pack that heat
How many thug nigga bitches wanna ride with me

Thug girl
Where they at, where they at, where they at
where they at, where they at
I'm looking for a thug girl
Where they at, where they at, where they at
where they at, where they at

[Snoop Dogg]
Hey yo P, trip, these hollywood hoes is cute
but they braids is ?????, I don't know
I'd rather fuck with a thug girl
cause they're minus some steady, so here we go
I had one named Valore she owned a clothes store
And she wanted to roll with a nigga like me on tour
I said look here girl, are you so sure
And she said Doggy Dogg, there's nothing I want more
Your the best thing I ever had
I wanna love you forever and make you my babies dad
I aint mad but I aint glad
Besides, I rise a bitch and I can't be had
She wanted to take the ring off my finger
So I slapped the bitch up like we was on Jerry Springer
I had to teach her cause she loved to tangle
Don't you know that thug girls love gangbangers
I'm looking for a thug girl

[Master P]
I'm looking for a thug girl
Where they at, where they at, where they at
where they at, where they at
I'm looking for a thug girl
Where they at, where they at, where they at
where they at, where they at
I'm looking for a thug girl
Where they at, where they at, where they at
where they at, where they at

[Silkk The Shocker]
They wish they knew why a girl like you
would do all the things that you do
But they should understand that you our biggest fan
And you don't wanna sweat, you wanna thug for a man
Now every nigga need a thug girl and miss your mine
I wrote this rhyme just for your kind
Now you the flyest girl up in the whole place
Cause you walk around with that thug look on your face
Now since I'm a thug I keeps it cocked back
Aint no love I'm a thug nigga and real thug girls jock that

[Master P]
Thug girl
Where they at, where they at, where they at
where they at, where they at
I'm looking for a thug girl
Where they at, where they at, where they at
Where they at, where they at, where they at
A down south thug girl
Where they at, where they at, where they at
Where they at, where they at, where they at
A west coast thug girl
Where they at, where they at, where they at
Where they at, where they at, where they at
An east coast thug girl
Where they at, where they at, where they at
Where they at, where they at, where they at
A midwest thug girl
Where they at, where they at, where they at
Where they at, where they at, where they at
I'm looking for a thug girl
Where they at, where they at, where they at
Where they at, where they at, where they at

                                                      "Snoop D.O. double D 


[Intro (Snoop talking)]
Yeah! You know how we do
A lil' something for the non-believers
For the underachievers
Ya'll know what time it is
Big Snoop Dogg up in this motherfucka one time
I want ya'll to sing this shit wit me
It go like this, check it out.

[Hook 2x]
Snoop D.O. Double G, the way you rip so love-ely
It sound so visciously
When the thump in the trunk go, bump, bump, bump

[Verse One]
Everybody put your hands to the motherfucking center
Baby girl go on an' pull ya weave back, D-O-G, oh yeah, he back
And I'm steppin' out the all-blue Lee-zac
Word on the streets, yeah nigga, I got the feedback
I don't trip off, I get the tip off
Befo' it rip off, yeah homie, I'm the Biz-oss
I got them finger-lickin' chickens wit the siz-auce
And one of my hoes known to cut ya dick off
Leave ya stuck in the land of the liz-ost
I'm back at the mayn-sion, cold as the friz-ost
Sittin' on ten acres, dawg, wit a kiz-ost
A whole lot to you, but a lil' nothing to me
That's what you get, for fuckin' wit me
Ain't that right, Sha Money from the D-P-C
G-Unit!
You know I'm down with them boys
I clown wit them boys
Don't fuck around wit them boys, 'cause they down wit the

[Hook]

[Verse Two]
STOP! Wait! Now let me give it to ya
This is the proper hip-hopper, it get into ya
I know you liking it, loving it, or you feelin' it
D.O. Double Gizzel, oh yeah, Cuh/Cuzz be killin' it
Who the only nigga that you can call on?
When ya favorite rapper fall off, the Big Dogg, fall on
10, 11, 12, or was it 13?
How many years a nigga been in the game, and I'm still so clean
I'm flippin' up the game and shit
I maintain my thang wit this
And I, never hesitate to bang a bitch
I'm having millions, and I'm still banging Crip
Um, um, wouldn't you believe it?
Even after achievin', got a deal wit the heathens
But, as long as I'm breathing
I'ma keep walking like Jesus
My name is

[Hook]

[Verse Three]
"Whatchu gone next, how you gone say it
When yo album come out dawg, I can't wait to play it
Tell the truth, my nigga, I love all ya work"
Well, from me to you low, welcome to the Church
Mi casa, su casa
So, get ya drank on and smoke on nigga, go on an' boss up
You can holla at baby, it's ok to me
Then I love it when them motherfuckers say to me

[Hook]

[Outro (Snoop talking)]
Yeah! Sha Money, representin' G-Unit, good lookin' my nigga
As usual, it's a DPG-Unit connection
You know how we do it
A lil' something for the non-believers
For the underachievers

[echoes]
Snoop D.O. Double G

Lyrics of NOTORIOUS B.I.G

                                                                            "juicy"   


Intro:]

(Fuck all you hoes) Get a grip motherfucker.

Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived above the
buildings that I was hustlin' in front of that called the police on
me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters,
and all the niggaz in the struggle, you know what I'm sayin'?

Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee, uh

[Verse One:]

It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up magazine
Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped
Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number same hood
It's all good

Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh

[Chorus:]

You know very well who you are
Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars
You had a goal, but not that many
'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty

[Verse Two:]

I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Now honies play me close like butter played toast
From the Mississippi down to the east coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good

Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga

[Verse Three:]

Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this
50 inch screen, money green leather sofa
Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur
Phone bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'
Thinkin' back on my one-room shack
Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back
And she loves to show me off, of course
Smiles every time my face is up in The Source
We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us
No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay
Uh, damn right I like the life I live
'Cause I went from negative to positive
And it's all...

(It's all good)

...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh
Uh, uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga
Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh

Representin' B-Town in the house, Junior Mafia, mad flavor, uh
Uh, yeah, a-ight

                                                                   "nasty girl"

Biggie Smalls]
I go, on and on and on and
Don't take them to the crib unless they bon'in
Easy, call em on the phone and
platinum Chanel cologne and
I stay, dressed, to impress
Spark these bitches interest
Sex is all I expect
If they watch TV in the Lex, they know
They know, quarter past fo'
Left the club tipsy, say no mo'
Except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man She spilt a drink on my cream wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate, sex on the first date I state "You know what you do to me"
She starts off, "Well I don't usually"
Then I, whip it out, rubber no doubt
Step out, show me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I squirt
Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work

[Chorus - Jagged Edge]
Gotta love ma little nasty girl
U know I love ma little nasty girl
I love ma little nasty girl
All the ladies if u hear me
Grab Ur titties for B.I.G
I love ma little nasty girl
All ma women from around the world
I love ma little nasty girl
All the ladies if u hear me
Grab Ur titties for B.I.G

[P. Diddy]
I need u to dance
I need u to strip
I need u to shake Ur little ass n hips
I need u to grind like Ur working for tips
N give me what I need while we listen to prince
Coz miss U ain't seen the world yet
Rocked la pearl yet
Rocked them pearl sets
Flew in em pearl jets (ooooohhhhh)
In a style make a low profile girl smile
Throw a chick back like a blue print trial
Now u n me can drink some Hennessy
Then we get it on
Mad women wantin to bone Sean combs
Sippin on Patron
Speeding we be leanin
Got em feeling
N when I give it to u throw it right back (right back)
Tell me Diddy 'Yeah I like it like that' (like that)
Lift your shirt
U know how I flirt
Heels and skirt
Let's take it off
Now lets work (lets work)

[Chorus]
Gotta love ma little nasty girl
U know I love ma little nasty girl
I love ma little nasty girl
All the ladies if u hear me
Grab Ur titties for B.I.G
I love ma little nasty girl
All ma women from around the world
I love ma little nasty girl
All the ladies if u hear me
Grab Ur titties for B.I.G

[Jagged Edge]
Uh with JE and B.I.G (what, what)
Grab the keys from Diddy (Uh, uh)
The women look-in ... no stress
Meet us upstairs in Ur best .....Yes
Dressed to impress
Spark these bitches interest
Jazze on the beat so sweet
Ladies know u feel me
Grab Ur titties for the B.I.G

[Nelly & Avery Storm]
Ok ma what's Ur preference
Nice and slow
Or fast and wreckless
Pull Ur hair girl, bite Ur necklace
Let me show u what a nigger from Lou blessed with
Hey.... I'll make you spring a leak
When I'm done I flip the mattress
Change the sheet (Gotta change them)
I'm like a radical one
I vibrate a little more than Ur mechanical one
(From Ur titties to you thong)
Either way mama I'm a make u do it or do it
(Girl I'm about to make u come)
Guaranteed when Ur fuckin with me
(Coz I go on and on and on...on and on and on....on and on and)
Ladies if u feel me
Grab them Thangs fo Biggie

[Chorus]
Gotta love ma little nasty girl
U know I love ma little nasty girl
I love ma little nasty girl (u Gotta love it baby)
All the ladies if u hear me
Grab ur titties for B.I.G
I love ma little nasty girl
All ma women from around the world
I love ma little nasty girl
All the ladies if u hear me
Grab ur titties for B.I.G
[X2]

Ladies and Gentlemen you are now tuning into the very best
Diddy
Jazze Phizzle
Nelly now
Jagged edge (u no that u looovvveee)
The Notorious (notorious)
B. I. G
The Biggie duets
Notorious
Bad boys
Show enough (Show enough)
Notorious
Notorious
Ladies and gentlemen
Let's go [X4]
Hey hey hey... hey

                                                            "notorious b.i.g" 


[Notorious B.I.G.]
Yo, check it
Call Lil' Cease
Tell that muh'fucker to bring me some muh'fuckin weed for this hospital
man fuck that
Tell that reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dez
and go take about like twenty G's from Gino
Tell that muh'fucker get this nigga next door up out of here
Nigga be snorin all night I can't sleep (hehe)
Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick
(Bad Boy Big, c'mon)

The doctor said I need about three weeks of recovery
but the nurses is lovin me
Sayin the best part of the day is my half
Feedin me breakfast, and givin me a sponge bath
Niggaz say I died dead in the streets
Nigga I'm gettin high, gettin head on the beach
Chillin, sittin on about half a million
With all my niggaz, all my guns, all my women
Next two years, I should see about a billion
All for the love of drug dealin
Got no love for the other side, fuck them tricks (fuck them)
Any repercussion, Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit clips (that's right)
All the time, Big Poppa kick the war rhymes
Raw flows, and that's how it goes

[Puff Daddy]
NOTORIOUS!
C'mon.. we are, we are
NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
He is.. he is..
NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!

This for my niggaz slingin thangs, had my ring encaged
Truck, necklace, igloo ring and things
For the bitches, who see them rims spin and grin
That shit with the V-trim that win
and the enormous fields disperse of rap
On the road to the riches more furs to drag
More niggaz to kill, than birds to bag
Hit the jeweler and splurge the tab, uh
Hops, out the truck like, "Trick, what up?"
Call me Sean if you suck, call me gone when I nut
That's the end of us, get your friend to fuck
Untwist and bend her up, you know the deal
Niggaz talkin real greasy on some ballin shit (that's right)
Funny how quick these pricks forget
Actin like I ain't the reason they traded they shit
Switched that 5, copped that 6 (that's right)
It's all good, you know who the clone is
Fuck the Joneses, niggaz tryin to keep up with the Combses

[Puff Daddy]
C'mon y'all..
NOTORIOUS!
We are, we are .. (what's his name)
NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
He is, he is.. (c'mon, what's his name?)
NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!

[Lil' Kim]
Who that queen bitch, keep her glass filled to the rim?
The Notorious K-I to the M
That's me, on MTV, no doubt
Titty out like what - I don't give a fuck!
Y'all know my attitude, can't stand my cologne
Then stay your ass home, you and your chaperone
Things done changed, but we continue to reign
as the King and the Queen of hip-hop, me and B.I.
Frank White still listen to all the (a)'ttention
I'm by his side, with the chrome fifth, playin my position
Sexy, young thing, from the ghetto
That bitch rockin mics in high heel stilletos
We takin over like Francis
Switchin our styles like the hottest new dancers
See, I let y'all live to stack a LITTLE paper
Be glad I pushed my album back, I did y'all hoes a favor!

[Puff Daddy]
She did you a favor, c'mon now, yeah
NOTORIOUS!
NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
He is, he is.. (c'mon, what's his name?)
Bad Boy baby, D.R. c'mon
NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
We are, we are ..
Queen Bee baby, we are, c'mon
NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
He is, he is.. (B.I.G. baby, he is c'mon)
NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
We are, we are ..
Bad Boy 2000
NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
B.I.G. Born Again (he is.. he is..)
and he won't stop
NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
cause he can't stop, yeah, uh-huh
We are, we are.. (Brooklyn baby)
NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
He is, he is..

Lyrics of DAMIAN MARLEY

                                            "all night"
 

It's all right

[Chorus: Stephen Marley]
Said she wants my loving all night
And when she get it, she'll be all right (all right)
Said she wants my loving all night
And when she get it, she'll be all right

[Verse 1: Stephen Marley]
Now she call me on the phone and said she's home alone
And she want me to come over and her house a home
Well I gave it to her once
And I liked how she responds
Well now i'm in trouble
Yeah

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
It seems she needs to oil her spine
Tell all a gyal toast bread can't build di putty gold mine
Need all di doctor to fish with di essential slime
She tell me she want signal di plane n' time me want slow wine
Turn on di HBO she want fi watch Showtime
Give her di cordless microphone, she want di one with line
Seem like me and young gyal ya just can't combine
So it's sour like lime
Running it down the line Mr. Muffin one timr

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
She call mi pon di I-95
How mi ah tek so long she ah wonder which car mi drive
Tired fi listen album now and she want me live
Tell me she want mi fi come knock her out till she can't revive
SO!...Ah so mi planet and di stars align
She tell me she want me know which part her hills and valley dem join
Seh she want me ride her like a Ferrari sign
Put appointment aside
Nothing can't compromise
Fi di vibes I provide
BIM!

[Solo: Stephen Marley]
She wants my loving all night
When she get it, she all right
She wants my loving all night

[Verse 4]
I shouldn't make no physical contact, tell her fi hold down and still she just can't quiet
Seh mi tek her up and tun her inna $@# maniac
Telling me dat I compliment her natural habitat
Well...it seem like she deaf or she blind
Want come step inna mi life when time she deh far behind
Want mi play her rhythm till di tape want rewind
And she nah watch no time
And she just nah resign till she see the sunshine
OK!

                                                            "for the babies"   

[Verse 1]
Now I see them giving the woman abortion to kill another baby
Miscarriage and misfortune and premature crack baby
Strength of Ras Tafari I'm hoping someday maybe
They don't obey parents, maybe they will obey me
Future for the babies
Hopes for the babies
Tommorrow for the babies
No sorrow for the babies
Babies having babies
Raising our babies
All of these young ladies
Give them thanks and praises
How long can she take it?
Dreams are full of 'maybes',
Will she ever make it?
Hustles on a daily

In the club she shake it, strip down 'till she naked
Don't ever mistake it, Much too real to fake it
Need it then she'll take it
She'll do it for the babies
A mother's love is sacred
Now you don't you ever fail me

[Chorus: Stephen Marley]
A woman needs caring, sharing, love all the time (no don't you ever fail me)
A child needs loving, caring...

[Verse 2]
Is there no other option than adoption for you babies
You're raffling and jacketing and auctioning your babies
Strength of Ras Tafari I'm hoping someday maybe
They don't obey their parents, maybe they will obey me
Cowards play the game thing
Fathers do the brave thing
And that's participating
He keeps on concentrating
There is no debating
No running away thing
A new life is awakening, From his ejaculating,
It's in the oven baking
Takes two for the making
He's right there through the cravings
And early morning waking

School and educating
Sports and recreating, Karate and ballet thing
Teenager of today thing
Fathers still relating, still communicating
And they'll always embrace him
Cause they cannot replace him

[Chorus Repeats]

[Verse 3]
And always do your very best to keep a promise to your babies
And if you can't be good, at least be honest to your babies
The strength of Ras Tafari I'm hoping someday maybe
They don't obey their parents maybe they will o...
History of the babies
Beginning of the ages
You're flipping thru the pages
And up and thru the 80's
Some are gang related, Drug affiliated
Some intoxicated, Headed for the snake pit
And Papa's locked in cages
And Mama's lacking wages
And this what they're faced with, upon a daily basis

Bleaching out dem faces,
Running from dem races
Shooting up them places
Killing other babies
As bitter as the taste is, And words can not explain it
Just walk the narrow pavement
And of love not hatred

                                                                "khaki suit"   

Yeah!
Yes mi lion me name Jr. Gong
Mi unique DJ, dread
Whatch ya

[Verse:]
Well a me name Jr.Gong
Me seh look how mi natty tall
Who nuh know me from dem see me
Me a living top-a-nor
Clarky boot and khaki suit
You think me go a Calabar
Well pitty dem nuh know seh every dreadlocks is a star
Ever quick with the lyrics we never quit when we talk
Fi get hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball
City fit inna mi grip and me a squeeze it till it small
Every itty little bitty drip till none nuh left at all
Go flipitty lippy Philip fi mine how him a talk
No pity like yosemite sam when time when we a war
so dem better know wi' vehicle and dem better mark wi' car
And keep a distance__ cause man will full y'uh face a scar
You go run fi the and dem a par
And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a par
We a bun' some ganja spliff weh build up bigger then cigar.

[Chorus:]
Watch ya dread
Flash it, flash it, Dreadlocks
Bim!

[Verse:]
And politican a drive dem car
tell dem nuh teer come over here
When when dem touch down pon the ends
You only hear seh war declare
Man clap inna town
And man a clap it inna square
and whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh tear
Wait!
Some man a run down grammy fi di gunman fi the year
And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear
One shirt deh pon dem and dem nuh have nothing more fi wear
And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair
Cannot find nuh vasoline fi moisturize dem daughter hair
And the bulla price a rise and it nuh dearer than the pear
An' a so mi get fi know seh heads a government nuh care
Cause the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer
Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year
Tell the youth dem seh fi get them education and prepare
Ras Tafari nah go give nuh man no more than he can bear
Catch a fire, it a bun' so tell the 'tican dem beware

[Chorus:]
Flash it, Flash it, Flash it, Dreadlocks
Flash it, Flash it, Flash it
BIM!

 

Lyrics of BOB MARLEY

                                                        "buffalo soldier" 


Buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta
There was a buffalo soldier in the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival

I mean it when I analyze the stench
To me it makes a lot of sense
How the dreadlock rasta was the buffalo soldier
And he was taken from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival

Said he was a buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta
Buffalo soldier in the heart of America

If you know your history
Then you would know where you're coming from
Then you wouldn't have to ask me
Who the 'eck do I think I am

I'm just a buffalo soldier in the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Said he was fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Said he was a buffalo soldier, win the war for America

Dreadie, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yo
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy
Buffalo soldier troddin' through the land, wo-ho-ooh
Said he wanna ran and then you wanna hand
Troddin' through the land, yea-hea, yea-ea

Said he was a buffalo soldier, win the war for America
Buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Driven from the mainland to the heart of the Caribbean

Singing, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy

Troddin' through San Juan in the arms of America
Troddin' through Jamaica, a buffalo soldier
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta

Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy

                                                        "could you be loved"  

Could you be loved and be loved?
Could you be loved and be loved?

Don't let them fool ya,
Or even try to school ya! Oh, no!
We've got a mind of our own,
So go to hell if what you're thinking is not right!
Love would never leave us alone,
A-yin the darkness there must come out to light.

Could you be loved and be loved?
Could you be loved, wo now! - and be loved?

(The road of life is rocky and you may stumble too,
So while you point your fingers someone else is judging you)
Love your brotherman!
(Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be loved?)

Don't let them change ya, oh! -
Or even rearrange ya! Oh, no!
We've got a life to live.
They say: only - only -
only the fittest of the fittest shall survive -
Stay alive! Eh!

Could you be loved and be loved?
Could you be loved, wo now! - and be loved?
(You ain't gonna miss your water until your well runs dry;
No matter how you treat him, the man will never be satisfied.)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be loved?)
Say something! Say something!
(Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be loved?)
Say something! Say something! (Say something!)
Say something! Say something! (Could you be loved?)
Say something! Say something! Reggae, reggae!
Say something! Rockers, rockers!
Say something! Reggae, reggae!
Say something! Rockers, rockers!
Say something! (Could you be loved?)
Say something! Uh!
Say something! Come on!
Say something! (Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be loved?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be loved?)

                                                                "get up stand up"







Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, don't give up the fight

Preacher man don't tell me
Heaven is under the earth
I know you don't know
What life is really worth
It's not all that glitters is gold
Half the story has never been told
So now you see the light
Stand up for your rights

Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, don't give up the fight

Most people think
Great good will come from the skies
Take away everything
And make everybody feel high
But if you know what life is worth
You would look for yours on earth
And now you've seen the light
You stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up (yeah, yeah)
Stand up for your rights (oh)
Get up, stand up (get up stand up)
Don't give up the fight (life is your right)
Get up stand up (so we can't give up the fight)
Stand up for your right (lord lord)
Get up, stand up (people struggling on)
Don't give up the fight (yeah)

We're sick and tired of your ism-schism game
To die and go to heaven in Jesus' name
We know and understand
Almighty God is a living man
You can fool some people sometimes
But you can't fool all the people all the time
And now we've seen the light (What you gonna do)
We gonna stand up for our rights

Get up, stand up
Stand up for you rights
Get up, stand up
Stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up
Stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up
Don't give up the fight
 

Lyrics of bizzy bone

                                                        "demons surround me"

[Bizzy - repeat 2X]
Demons surround me all the time
Demons surround me all the time
Now pick up your psychic line
Now pick up your psychic line

[Bizzy]
Nobody believes
Nobody believes
Nobody believes me, even my baby girl
See I was raised up on that ouija in my crazy world
Better take it easy
[Sang] Outta my mind, outta my mind
outta my mind, outta my brains, brains
7th Sign time, in a line, shine, fin to bye-bye, die die, bang bang
Hit 'em with that woo-woo, and that flip-flop flown-n-low
Steady as we roll
Maybe you don't know, oh
Get away for safety, in a coma like state, invade me
Everyone say: "Hey, hey, he's crazy"
Premenitions, kick pushin' daisies
Wait, they chase to slay me
Paranoid, mortal to the paranormal, jumpin' out portals.
Kinetical energy formal in the global get warmer
Mormons may mourn, may Messiahs be born, torn in the purgatory
Sworn to violence, silence, word my bond
Get ya story on, call me, saw me in the army gatherin' in harmony
Hardly in all we be so salty

[Chorus]
Demons surround me all the time
Demons surround me all the time
Now pick up your psychic line
Now pick up your psychic line

[Bizzy]
Talk to the walkin' dead, crossroads, call on the Rev., lost souls
And I'm off in a coffin' tossin' my memoirs, oh no
In the closet, come open the door, what do you see?
A funeral
Usually closest to kosher 'til I see some loved ones, don't go
Get it crucial, pick up the psychic line
Future to before time in the sinister mind of spiritual wicked
Intertwined with weak souls, come kick it
Written, rewind, get it, look out, hit it, rise
Dig it, wig out, feel it, ride
Mimic, die
Nigga, fly
Boom bye-bye.
My kind in time, 7th Sign, 7th Sign (7th Sign)
Time after time get mine, gon' get mine
Pick up the phone line, pick up the phone line,
ready for truth on the loose?
Got a dime or two and I'm liable to tell you, only if you know, wooo
He flew right bye you, true
demons follow and resume from the womb in the tomb
I fool you, boom, boom, boom
B-b-b-boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

[Bizzy - repeat 5X]
Demons surround me all the time

                                                                "on the freeway"



[Bizzy & (Cat Cody)]
She's ridin' on the highway, highway, highway
(She's ridin' on the highway)
She's ridin' on the highway, highway, highway
(She's ridin' on the highway)
She's ridin' on the highway, highway, highway
(She's ridin' on the highway)
She's ridin' on the highway, highway, highway

[Bizzy]
Tellin' me to be careful

[Cat Cody]
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom,zoom

[Bizzy]
Tellin' me to be carful though so dangerous
I say let's change it
Put on your coat and call up the chauffer
Oh, gotta leave the babies
Face-to-face it's goin' down
Baby lace it with some basment as (just a little)
Just a little temptation, and bury it underground
And make ya nigga feel famous and say "Hey, fuck the pages"
Off to the freeway, anxious to play
(Damn) Baby protect my health and yourself and everyone else
And lady respect my patience from temptations
Let off all that frustration, all is well, hell, what are you waitng for?
Basic relations waitin', wakin' up in the storm

[Bizzy - 8X]
Roll with me
Roll, can't you come over?

[Cat Cody - 2X]
Have you ever made love, on the freeway, the freeway?
Have you ever met your lover out on the highway? Ah, ah, ah, ah

[Bizzy]
When I Put you in my car (Zoom, zoom) move far
We chose to lose time and, my, why there you are
When I saw that night, I had to call
It's gotta be right, it couldn't be wrong
Lookin' in far fallen and gone, lookin' at the stars, all of them, long
And on the freeway, baby believe me, gotta take it easy
Yet appeasin' to please 'em
Oh, Jesus, she's breathin' on me!
But I ain't that weak to put her to sleep
So respectful, respect your temple, subliminal
Probably pause in the distance, reminisce visual, member my car

[Bizzy - 12X]
Roll with me
Roll, can't you come over?

[Cat Cody - 2X]
Have you ever made love, on the freeway, the freeway?
Have you ever met your lover out on the highway? Ah, ah, ah, ah

[Bizzy]
We're peekin' each other's secrets (Shhh)
No speakin', just heavy breathin'
(Why don't you take a ride with me? C'mon)

[Cat Cody]
Friday!

[Bizzy]
Friday evenin' clear through the weekend we're peakin' each others secrets
No speakin', just heavy breathin'
A quarter inch from your cleavage
The reason you got me
Teasin'--be gentle
Interested sexual in a room to touch you eventual, too much potential
Lookin' at you sensual
Let you go, roll, have your space
And I'll be paper chasin' up and down, straight ghetto face
And have you ever fell in love
Just as much that you forgot about everyone just for their touch?

[Bizzy - 8X]
Roll with me
Roll, can't you come over?

[Cat Cody]
Just for that touch
Roll, come on and roll with me
Stroll, come on and stroll with me
Girl, can't you come over?
Stroll with me?
Yea, you can.
Yea, you can go with me
Yea, I know you can
C'mon, yea you can
I know you can
Just ride with me

                                                                "never grow"  


You better be careful where you go
Be careful where you go
Be careful where you go
Be careful where you go
Ahh, you'll never or you'll never grow
You better be careful where you go
The army's on way
Ahh, you'll never or you'll never grow
The army's on way
How does it feel that way, feel that way, the army's on way
How does it feel that way, feel that way, the army's on way
Ahh, you'll never or you'll never grow

[Bizzy]
You better be careful where you go
What am I supposed to do?
What? Telling me ya'll feeling me
Been livin' up in a material world
Ya'll killing me, ya'll killing me
Really, really, act so silly
Til he hit 'em in the middle of the kidneys
And he fall, all over a sin
Letting it feel that way, feel that way
Get yourself killed that way
Victorious-ous-ous-ous
And put him in cuffs, fucked him up, up, up, up
And wake up, wake up, wake up
By the caffeine and green and nicotine and a Ute Ferrari, aye
Come around our way (yeah)
You always wanna party
You gotta handle your business
Can I get a witness?
Mmm hmm, what part of the game is this?
If we were in the islands, I would fry your whole tribe
Sicilian style while add enough break wide
As I come back with the vibe
And I throw up near side
Grimy niggas I can feel ya
I've been here the whole time

[Chorus]
The army's on way
The army's on way
Ahh, you'll never grow
The army's on way
The army's on way
Ahh, you'll never grow, you'll never grow
The army's on way
Ahh, you'll never grow
Ahh, you'll never grow
The army's on way
Ahh, you'll never grow
Ahh, you'll never grow

[Bizzy]
Where your friends ain't your friends
And your foes ain't your foes
Where these niggas turning us bitches
And these bitches turn into hoes
Where the women at?
Baby I'ma getcha back, getcha back
Sit cha back, lick ya back, split ya back, picture that
If you don't know my story that's a more the reason to get the seasons
I'm stressed but I'm still breathing
Cleveland, the city we come from redrum
And murda mo I can feel some
Dumb idiots, hideous, fiesty, insideous
Some say I'm the prettiest thing
No need me rapping?
Fuck that!
Wind up just like a muskrat
Hut one! Hut two! And bust back!
Cuz that's just how we do in fact
How do I feel me?
Fuck that touch molest two
And what's that little lesion on me?
Jesus, why did I do that?

[x2]
You better be careful where you go
What am I supposed to do?
You better be careful what you do
What am I supposed to do?
You better be careful who you use
What am I supposed to do?
You better be careful who you choose
What am I supposed to do?

[Chorus x4]
Ahh, you'll never grow!
The army's on way

[Bizzy]
See, we can ride and fuck a cop
Oh no, let's walk and fuck 'em all
We can pull out all our guns
Or we can talk and help the cause
Silent weapons watch your step, step
Squad hit your set yet?
Ain't nobody snitching
But I see one of your niggas is itching
Soon as pinched 'em I connect he gonna tell 'em
I'm gonna tell you, you gon' get that ass wet, wet, wet
We talking about non-profit organizations
Travel with the Lord all over the nation
Unmasked situ-, love and trust have some patience
Keep the faith
Even if Satan is face to face then keep hittin
Remember Joe before value of gold broke, but I know
Whatever you facing keep on chasing, chasing
Can't runaway you gotta face 'em, erase 'em
Get to the finish get to the spinach, and keep blazing

You better be careful where you go
You better be careful what you do
You better be careful who you choose
You better be careful who you use
What am I supposed to do?
What am I supposed to do?
What am I supposed to do?
What am I supposed to do?

[Chorus til fade]
Ahh, you'll never grow
Ahh, you'll never grow
The army's on way
You'll never grow
Ahh, you'll never grow

Lyrics of KRIS KROSS

"j.u.m.p"

Jump, jump, you know, you should know that
Kris Kross is not having anything today
As we stand there totally krossed out
We commence to make you

Jump, jump
The Mac Dad will make you, jump, jump
Daddy Mac will make you, jump, jump
Kris Kross will make you jump, jump

Don't try to compare us to another bad little fad
I'm the mac and I'm bad give you something that you never had
I'll make ya bump, bump wiggle and shake your rump
'Cause I'll be kicking the flavor that makes you wanna jump

How high? Real high 'cause I'm just so fly
A young lovable, hugable type of guy
And everything is to the back with a little slack
'Cause inside-out is wiggity, wiggity, wiggity wack

I come stompin' with somethin' pumpin' to keep you jumpin'
R&B, rappin' bull crap is what I'm dumpin'
Ain't nothin' sucker about Kris Kross, we all that
So when they ask, "Do they rock?" Believe that

Jump, jump
The Mac Dad will make you, jump, jump
Daddy Mac will make you, jump, jump
Kris Kross will make you jump, jump

Jump, jump
The Mac Dad will make you, jump, jump
Daddy Mac will make you, jump, jump
Kris Kross will make you jump, jump

I like my stuff knockin'
(Knockin')
I love it when a girl is like jockin'
(Jockin')
The D-A double-D-Y M-A-C yeah you know me
I got you jumpin' and bumpin' and pumpin', movin' all around G

In the mix, I make you take a step back
[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kriss-kross-lyrics/jump-lyrics.html ]
They try to step to the Mac then they got jacked
To the back you'll be fortin' again, is that coincidental?
And like you know it, don't be claiming that it's mental

Two lil' kids with a flow you ain't ever heard
And none faking you can understand every word
As you listen to my cool, smooth melody
The Daddy makes you J-U-M-P

Jump, jump
The Mac Dad will make you, jump, jump
Daddy Mac will make you, jump, jump
Kris Kross will make you jump, jump

Jump, jump
The Mac Dad will make you, jump, jump
Daddy Mac will make you, jump, jump
Kris Kross will make you jump, jump

Now, the formalities of this and that
Is that Kris Kross ain't comin' off wack
And for all y'all suckas that don't know
Check it out

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this
Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this
Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this
Some of them try to rhyme but they can't

'Cause I'm the miggity, miggity, miggity, miggity Mac Daddy
Miggity, miggity, miggity, miggity Mac
'Cause I'm the miggity, miggity, miggity, miggity Mac Daddy
Miggity, miggity, miggity, miggity Mac

I make you wanna

Jump, jump
The Mac Dad will make you, jump, jump
Daddy Mac will make you, jump, jump
Kris Kross will make you jump, jump

Jump, jump
The Mac Dad will make you, jump, jump
Daddy Mac will make you, jump, jump
Kris Kross will make you jump, jump

Jump, jump
The Mac Dad will make you, jump, jump
Daddy Mac will make you, jump, jump
Kris Kross will make you jump, jump

...

Lyrics of REDMAN

                                                                     "all i do"

[Intro: Redman {unknown}]
Ay what's good man? {What's good?}
Yessir {Mm-hmm!}
Love hip-hop baby {Love that music baby}
Where all my peoples at out there?
All my ladies, all my fellas
Make some noise out there!
I just love music nigga {Hell yeah}
Yessir {Uh-huh!}
Michael Jackson, we love you dog

[Redman (Faith)]
Hey! I wake up, open my eyes, and light the aroma
And then I get my, ahh-stretch up and mornin yawnin
Yeah, I'm ready to grind wit'chu on my mind
Cause (all I do is for you)
Yo, I love how you make me feel when I'm broke
Make it clear when I smoke, my career on the ropes
So I, reappear and then I clear my throat
Nigga (all I do is for you)
Yo, since a DJ at 15, I was a young gun
Music disciplined me, now I'm a M-16
And all my dreams are turned into cream
Cause (all I do is for you)
Yeah, my heart's in it, weight up, shit and sleep in it
My pen put an end to any track you give me in the clinic
YEAH I, gets it in, rude bwoy I ain't finished nigga
(All I do is for you)

[Chorus: Faith Evans]
How, I listen to you when I'm drivin
Time and time you're always on my mind and
I'm talkin 'bout my music
[- From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/r/redman-lyrics/all-i-do-lyrics.html -]
(All I do is for you)
Keeps me lookin good when I'm barren
Hot as the sky when I'm blazin
It keeps me focused on my end
(All I do is for you)
Oh, it starts when I feel the flow
I'll be, into, overload
Talkin 'bout music
(All I do is for you)
It's sometimes critical
It starts when I feel the flow
I'm talkin 'bout music ('bout music)
I'm talkin 'bout music

[Redman (Faith)]
Yessir! When I fly, I got Dr. Dre headphones
playin T.I. and lookin in the sky, high
Think about when I land what I'ma buy
Cause (all I do is for you)
Yo, my boys hit the mall, I'm at the record store
I'm buyin my like 15th "Off the Wall"
MJ, hey! I hope you hearin this song
(All I do is for you)
Yo, I had the moonwalk down when I was 17
Now I rock and light blocks like Billie Jean
Whether you "Black or White" you gon' scream baby
(All I do is for you)
Yo, and I "Remember the Time" another part of me
was like "Leave Me Alone," I'm "B-A-D"
I opened up, now my music my "P.Y.T."
Believe that girl (all I do is for you) let's go!

[Chorus]

                                                                       "cheerz"



[Ready Roc]
I said I'm..
I'ma.. great white on the mic, servin fishscale
Livin life like I co-star with Denzel
Hip-hop been my life since kids meals
Lee jeans, label blocks and Big Wheels (uhh)
Ever since then I've been a FUCKIN problem
Feelin like Bruce Wayne, and this is Gotham
Now I got them haters watchin
Waitin for my next hit like a nigga boxin
(And the NEWWW!) On this mic you can see I'm blessed
Some say I'm the (One), like (KRS)
Shoutout to Clue, Flex and Doo Wop
R.I.P. Big L, Pun, Biggie and Tupac
Flow so sick somebody give me a flu shot (achoo)
I'm well done, overcooked, too hot
A booth, ProTools and a MP
That's all I need to show you that I'm a emcee (yessir!)
So you can chase the fame, cause simply
difference is, you a Beamer, I'm a Bentley - dummy!
Now wonder where I'd be without Funk Doc
So this toast goes to Redman and hip-hop (yo)

[Chorus: Ready Roc (Redman) {Melanie}]
Whattup Big Unc? (Whattup nephew?)
WHATTUP JERSEY? {Jersey, Jersey-ayyyyy}
(Check mic one) Check mic two
YEAH THEY HEARD ME..
How y'all feel? (Drinks on me!)
NOW WHO THIRSTY? {whoahhh-ohhhh}
(Cheers! This ones her for hip-hop)
HI-HI-HIP-HOP

[Interlude: Melanie Rutherford]
This is my life - this is my life baby
We gon' do it like this nigga

[Redman]
Yo, watch out now I talk like a old man
But still got that UHH like Jor-dan
Call in, anywhere I go it's CHEERS
Cause they yell my name like Nor-man
Walk in, look cool
Flow like the ink pen got Red Bull
Feel like I'm school, back to the basics
Handcuffin hip-hop, niggaz start rapin (yessir)
And I faced it, it's a new ballgame
It's like when (Baby Boy) met Ving Rhames
[. From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/r/redman-lyrics/cheerz-lyrics.html .]
Now that's so appealin, the veteran
still trappin, I'm back in the building
Yeah I laugh when I'm yakkin to children
But it's hard when ya boy lackin a million
I'm so brilliant, cause I work the Eastside
And do the same damn thing on the Westside (West coast!)
For hip-hop I'ma die - you fuck with it?
I'm O-Dog, I ain't lettin that shit ride!
Whoever outside with a eardrum
Old people, young people, here it come

[Chorus]

[Interlude: Melanie (Redman)]
This is my life (yo, watch out now)
Hip-Hop (yessir, yo neph' I got it nigga)

[Redman]
Yo, aiyyo neph' you can tell I love hip-hop
And me stoppin any time? I think not
Whip, the opposite of a hard top
Summertime, my rhyme's in your droptop
Yeah, the LP is "Reggie"
I got the goods baby, I'm Don Ready
Ready, for any hip-hop freak
Even white chicks want black in 'em like Pernelli
Yeah, the rap game is star studded
It's like the NBA, you gotta love it

[Ready Roc]
Whattup Big Unc? Watch nephew
sell more records than Wyclef crew (ill)
Haters watch me ball like the ref do
And still can't get it right like a left shoe (hahahaha)
I'm 'bout to bubble like a Lex Coupe
"What's my motherfuckin name?" like I'm Big Snoop
Ready Roc hear the crowd scream
Now my name hold weight like a triple beam
Wu-Tang showed me how to get the C.R.E.A.M.
I'm a microphone, I'm a microphone fiend

[Chorus]

[Melanie Rutherford]
This is my life, this is my life
Hip-Hop, until I dieeeeee
Until I die, whoaaaaaa-ohhhhhh
Ooooo-hooo-hooooo
Cause this is my life, my life
Hip-Hop, until I diiiiieeee
Yeah yeah yeah

                                                                 "j.u.m.p"


[George Clinton]
This is the story.. of pro-zen-xanthrapus
Pro-zen-ganthrapus..
Funky monkey.. nasty monkey.. gangster monkey..

[Redman]
Yo yo, yo, yo.. watch out!! I run New Jerz
Got blood on my wifebeater undershirt (look)
Hand to hand you bout half a gram
I'm a truckload, backin in, under dirt!
Lock on target, your wallet
Your chains I left stains up, gorilla paw prints
Sharp in garments, run out yo' apartment
Vampire, wear yo' garlic
I beef on the streets (gun jammin)
Y'all beef let's meat/meet like Subway sandwiches
You have no idea
Crackheads furnish your homes like Ikea, over here
Bricks, B-R, I, C-K
Where hoes put twelve into size seven CK's
Who's the one? D-O-C
Carryin clips for the agents in +The Matrix+
At the Mobil Awards on the podium
Cause in high school I hung with custodians
Batter-ram your door in
Fuck hot, I'm warpin, Doc torturin your Walkman

[Chorus: Redman]
Jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
Jump, get up, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
Jump, get up, jump, get up

[Redman]
Yo.. I put a dollar in my zipper
It's pulled out from a mouth of a stripper
Back that thang up, same slut
Used to hang up, now she brain up
I'm like yo (yo) swallow it!
Dick new shit spit throat lozenges
When I'm off the hit [click-click]
Hire security to start joggin with, where your office is
I piss on it! Stamp Bricks on it
Take your street work, let your bitch pump it
I'm your next door tenant, that'll strip you down
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/r/redman-lyrics/j.U.M.P.-lyrics.html ]
'til your barefooted like Eric Bennett
Half my brain is still experimentin
Doc already gone before the X kick in
Yeah, I want my cut like G-Money
Stickin the Easter Bunny for sneaker money
Now how many muh'fuckers out there
is high make some noise (ahhhhhhhhhhh!)
I just tried (ahhh) see last night, had two bitches
Me last night, so I told them to..

[Chorus: Redman]
Jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my peoples in the house, jump, get up
Stalk, get up, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my peoples in the house, jump, get up
Stalk, get up, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my peoples in the house, jump, get up
Stalk, get up, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my peoples in the house, jump, get up
Stalk, get up, jump, get up

[George Clinton]
The gorilla in the motherfuckin mix
They call him Lethal Lip
The linguistic full metal jacket of vernacular ballistic
Shootin off at the mouth without chap or a blister
He got hairs on his funk and didn't flunk diaper rash
Gorilla goin postal.. verbally toxic
Metal pierced forked and hollow point tongue
Dum-dums piled shot from gamblin gorilla gums
Hooked on phonics, packin a viscious vocabulary
Malicious with malice and mayhem
Fuck a gorilla dictionary, Magilla Gorilla talkin to ya
Yo-hoooooooo!
Sup Brick City? T.C., what it be like?
Yeahhh motherfucker!
You got thirty-five seconds to get yo' ass to the flo'

lyrics of COOLIO

                                                                           "shake it up"

[Chorus 1]
We breakin up, Monday and Tuesday
We blowing up Wednesday and Thursday
She shake it up Friday and Saturday
I beat it up all day on Sunday

[Verse 1]
It was on the very first time that I met her
That leather was fittin that ass and that skin tight sweater
Was curvin around that body and I painted a picture
In my mind I wrote a letter bout us getting together
Green eyes dark hair honey brown complextion 
I was rollin in a bucket she was rollin a lexus
I sweat it now we can do the damn thang if she wanna
If she don't I'm just satisfied with bendin some cornas
Drink coronas just as long as she don't leave me alona
I can name fifty niggas now that wanted to bone her 
But they didn't I'm happy bout the place that im sittin
Didn't buy shit my name is still on her kitten
Written in platinum she don't just love me for rappin and actin
She love my mind the way I'm dippin in matchin
My blackness, her reactions are like fatal attractions
she jackin and blastin and ridin for the man that shes rackin

[Chorus 2]
We breakin up, Monday and Tuesday
We blowin up Wednesday and Thursday
She shake it up Friday and Saturday
I beat it up all day on Sunday
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/c/coolio-lyrics/shake-it-up-lyrics.html ]
So shake it up (shake it up)
Do yo thang little mamma shake it up (shake it up)
Bend over touch yo toes and shake it up (shake it up)
I like the way you move now shake it up (shake it up)
Just shake shake shake shake shake (shake)

[Verse 2]
She my main squeeze only thing maintained
Sometime tha that shit I be sayin she the only one that understand
She my boo my freak i know that I'm her main man
So fuck these hos and bullshit niggas with these same games
I let my chain hang and still claim the same thang
And even when she don't love me I'm the same main
Nigga that she call when she need somebody to talk to
Hit her from the back eat and walk wit her
She got a lot to offer look what she brought with her
She got brains and taps that leave niggas that start wit her
She don't care about houses cars sex and bling bling 
Even though nine and half inches is a big thang
She aint the type that be creepin and sleepin and jumpin in other niggas jeepin
When im outta town on business 
When im on a mission to put us in a position 
Where we don't have to do nothin but show the love and kick it listen

[Chorus 1]
[Chorus 2]

                                                          "smok'in stix"

Intro: (*MC introducing Coolio*)

Alright alright, alright alright alright. Next we got a guy comin out from
Compton, California, gonna tell you all about his experiment with a drug
called Stix. That's some kind of embalment fluid mixed with scherm those
niggas down in...ha, those black guys down in Compton.
*guy toking up*
Yo stop that!

Hook (x2):

Who got the bomb? Who got the bomb?
Somebody? Anybody? Who got the bomb?

Verse 1:

Pass me the dip, it's time to take a hit
of the potent ass shit the kind that make you strip
Two headed critter, now I'm an airplane
flyin high inside my brain
You know karate, I no rizzeign
Try to beat me down I feel no pain
Puffer, toker, loopy loop smoker
Coolio loca, laugh like The Joker
Loony, psychotic, nutty, kinda crazy
Down for mine that's the way mama raised me
Summertime we freak in the heat
Butt naked in the middle of the street
We're smokin stix
Yeah

Hook (x2)

Verse 2:

If you don't know how to do it, yo here's how ya do it
Take the scherm and cigarette and dip it in the fluid
Oh my God! Oh my God! Now the shit is lookin lovely
Light and stars all around me and above me
Never feelin good, I watch a motherfucker work
{ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/c/coolio-lyrics/smokin_-stix-lyrics.html }
Try to step into the Circle I chop em up like wood
put em in an envelope and send it off to Interscope
Cos nigga's gettin short, I'm chokin from the smoke
I pass it to my homey so he can take a toke
Got a large loot, got it robbin that's cos I was broke
Jumped in the bucket, mad styles like a demon
If only you could trip off that shit that I'm seein
I got to get a grip cos the nigga's about to flip
Sometimes that's how it get when you're smokin stix
Yeah

Hook (x2)

Verse 3:

Wake up the next morning in a cold sweat
under the bed, soakin wet, wearin boots and a hair net
Empty .45 was layin on the dresser
Last night I played the role of the tester
Toked up a good bag, Jenna had a good nap
Flashback got me ready to scrap
I don't know what I done did
and I don't know where I done been
I know last night I robbed my friend
and if that's wrong then call it a sin
But I was broke and broke ain't no joke
and I can't cope without my Smith so
so dip it up and watch me suck it up
and I'll get fucked up and I might go nuts
So pass the loot motherfucker, pass the loot!
Pass the loot motherfucker to a troop
We're smokin stix

                                                         "gangsta's paradise"





As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I take a look at my life and realize there's nuttin left
Cause I've been blastin and laughin so long that
Even my mama thinks that my mind is gone
But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of
You better watch how you talkin, and where you walkin
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
I really hate to trip, but I gotta loc
As they croak I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool
I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like
On my knees in the night
Sayin prayers in the street light

*L.V.*
We've been spending most our lives
Living in the Gangsta's Paradise

(repeat)
We keep spending most our lives
Living in the Gangsta's Paraside
(repeat)

Look at the situation, they got me facin
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the state
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television watchin got me chasin dreams
I'm a educated fool with money on my mind
Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I'm a loc'ed out gangsta, set-trippin banger
And my homies is down, so don't arouse my anger, fool
[. From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/c/coolio-lyrics/gangsta-paradise-lyrics.html .]
Death ain't nuthin but a heart beat away
I'm livin life do-or-die-a, what can I say?
I'm twenty-three now, but will I live to see twenty-fo'?
The way things is goin I dunno

*L.V.*
Tell me why are we -- so blind to see
That the ones we hurt -- are you and me

We've been spending most our lives
Living in the Gangsta's Paradise
(repeat)
We keep spending most our lives
Living in the Gangsta's Paradise
(repeat)

Power and the money, money and the power
Minute after minute, hour after hour
Everybody's runnin, but half of them ain't lookin
It's goin on in the kitchen, but I dont know what's cookin
They say I got ta learn, but nobody's here to teach me
If they cant understand it, how can they reach me?
I guess they cain't -- I guess they won't
I guess they frontin; that's why I know my life is outta luck, fool

*L.V.*
We've been spending most our lives
Living in the Gangsta's Paradise
(repeat)
We keep spending most our lives
Living in the Gangsta's Paradise
(repeat)
Tell me why are we -- so blind to see
That the ones we hurt -- are you and me
(repeat)

Lyrics of RUN DMC

                                                               "ahhh"



Chris Davis]
Uh-huh, yeah, what? Yo, yo
Aiyyo I seen Run with the chrome spinnin
Watchin the Knicks in the back of the 6
Pulled up on the side like, "Who's winnin?"
Nigga said, "Me since eighty-three, get it right"
Politely flashed his Roley, then dipped to the light
Next night seen him on stage with some platinum shells
with baguettes on the side that spelled "Raising Hell"
I said, "Run the crowd yell like you paid 'em well"
Then he said to ask Bertha Dell, who the hell?
Oh well - I thought I was done bein impressed
until my man called me up and told me listen to Flex
{"Yo yo yo, turn on Flex"} I ain't know what to do
It was like Run was sunnin everybody but then again the shit was true
MC's must want him gone, hoppin on chrome
sayin they the kings, please, you kept the seat warm
Ain't nobody better than this twenty year veteran
Even as a Reverand, hotter than you ever been
It don't really matter who the hell you are
The fakest of all cats or the biggest of stars (uh-huh)
Tryin to doubt these three, you breakin the law
They the kings, LEAVIN Y'ALL IN AWE, THAT'S REAL PAW

[Chorus: Run]
Like ahhh, Dunn done did it again
Ahhh, pad done hit the pen
Ahhh, man they droppin gems
Ahhh, the kid's bout stackin the ends

[Run]
Yo, Rev. Run, run the block, swerve the Dat'
Flow is hot, don't need no gun to cock
I'm sick of Vidal, your brother tried to get me to fall
I'm kickin it raw, even in the thick of it all
[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/r/run-dMC-lyrics/ahhh-lyrics.html ]
Run laps around wack cats, I hate DAT's
Since way back, made great tracks, I lace raps
Yo face that, before you catch aluminum bats
from numerous cats with Run-D.M.C. on they hats
You ain't gettin no show 'til your album out
The label don't wanna spend money yo what's THAT about?
No clout, had to settle for a fake amount
While my catalogue bigger than your bank account
No doubt, I'm the greatest all time fo' sho'
Rev. Run comin through and leavin niggaz in awe

[Chorus - 2X]

[CD] Yo Run remember that night at the light in the back of the 6?
[Run] Yeah I was mad the Knicks lost, I got a new whip
[CD] Yeah I see, the Bentley Arnage, with the four doors
[CD] What is that, for more horse?
[Run] Nah son, for more tours
[Run] I see you've been peepin me for quite some time
[CD] Yo my bad
[Run] Ain't a thing, nigga I noticed you rhyme
[CD] Yo what a nigga gotta do to be more like you?
[CD] A nigga like me ain't got a clue
[Run] First things first I DJ, Run all the rappers
[Run] Actors, they want status
[CD] But they can't have this
[CD] Since "Krush Groove" you been makin them papes
[CD] A lot of rap movies been made since but most of them fake
[Run] Thanks for the compliment kid, now jump BACK in your car
[Run] It's the Reverand leavin niggaz in awe, that's real paw like

[Chorus - 4X]

                                                                  "it's like that"



[Run]
Unemployment at a record highs
People coming, people going, people born to die
Don't ask me, because I don't know why
But it's like that, and that's the way it is

[D.M.C.]
People in the world tryin to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I said you got to work hard, you want to compete
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Huh!

[Run & D.M.C. alternate lines for the remainder of the song]
Money is the key to end all your woes
Your ups, your downs, your highs and your lows
Won't you tell me the last time that love bought you clothes?
It's like that, and that's the way it is

Bills rise higher every day
We receive much lower pay
I'd rather stay young, go out and play
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Huh!

Wars going on across the sea
Street soldiers killing the elderly
Whatever happened to unity?
It's like that, and that's the way it is

Disillusion is the word
That's used by me when I'm not heard
I just go through life with my glasses blurred
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Huh!

You can see a lot in this lifespan
Like a bum eating out of a garbage can
You noticed one time he was your man
[ From : http://www.elyrics.net/read/r/run-dMC-lyrics/it_s-like-that-lyrics.html ]
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is

You should have gone to school, you could've learned a trade
But you laid in the bed where the bums have laid
Now all the time you're crying that you're underpaid
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is
Huh!

One thing I know is that life is short
So listen up homeboy, give this a thought
The next time someone's teaching why don't you get taught?
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is

If you really think about it times aren't that bad
The one that flexes with successes will make you glad
Stop playing start praying, you won't be sad
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is
Huh!

When you feel you fail sometimes it hurts
For a meaning in life is why you search
Take the bus or the train, drive to school or the church
It's like that, and that's the way it is

Here's another point in life you should not miss
Do not be a fool who's prejudiced
Because we're all written down on the same list
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is
Huh!

You know it's like that, and that's the way it is
Because it's like that, and that's the way it is
[Repeat these lines til fade]

                                                               "them girls"





Ah, Ya, yeah, ya

[Run-DMC]
Seen this girl on the block by the boon-ah
On the spot she was down for the boom-mark
Drop doc she was rockin a Tupac
Said: yo D now me, what's you got
He says: ba boo bang, ba boo bang
Ba boo bang

[Fred Durst]
Seen a girl so crystal clean, I mean
Since I've been on the scene I've dreamed
Of girls to tops poofs on rooftops
Now this girl, who cruises the two pack
Get this girl in my bathtub, and rub my back rub
My bathroom's like a nightclub
A few ladies in my tin to find the limb
A few ladies in the bin, to put some yellow in
Any mighty fine fellow men like myself
To organize the panties on the shelves

[Chorus.]
Them girls, them girls
Them girls I do adore

I like em' sweet and fine
I get a wine to bind
All kinds I love them all

Them girls, them girls
Them girls around the way

I like a limit to a lime
The women so fine sometimes they make me say:

Had a fly girl go called her honey
Make this spent up all my money
Fred went to bed with a girl from college, what
He told me she was looking for dollars
E to MC that don't get played
Girls gonna chase him, but they don't get paid
They might get naked, but they don't get laid
The school needs girls who made first grade

I like the small girls, I like the tall girls
I like all the girls looking merry, call girls
So Run, let's bring the girls in
And their girlfriends, but no one let the squirrels in
[| From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/r/run-dMC-lyrics/them-girls-lyrics.html |]
As for the boyfriends step on joy
When the girlfriends come home and bring Limp Bizkit toys in
I like erection when I'm in the states
But no silicone cause' I don't like the fake shit

[Chorus.]
Them girls, them girls
Them girls I do adore

I like em' sweet and fine
I get a wine to bind
All kinds I love them all

Them girls, them girls
Them girls around the way

I like a limit to a lime
The women so fine sometimes they make me say:

Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls

Yo, yo girls in line now
Girls galore, girls I've never even seen before
The way they sway, that makes me smile
And Run gett a dime on the top of the pile

Girls are freaking things are good
Girls can fill up my neighborhood
But don't take my sunshine I'll be OK
Some seam girlies I hear are snakes

[Chorus. (X2)]
Them girls, them girls
Them girls I do adore

I like em' sweet and fine
I get a wine to bind
All kinds I love them all

Them girls, them girls
Them girls around the way

I like a limit to a lime
The women so fine sometimes they make me say

Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls