Sunday, May 27, 2007

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend - Miranda Lambert Music and Lyrics

Signal Fire - Snow Patrol Music and Lyrics

Signal Fire - Snow Patrol
The perfect words never crossed my mind,
'cause there was nothing in there but you,
I felt every ounce of me screaming out,
But the sound was trapped deep in me,
All I wanted just sped right past me,
While I was rooted fast to the earth,
I could be stuck here for a thousand years,
Without your arms to drag me out,

There you are standing right in front of me (x2)
All this fear falls away to leave me naked,
Hold me close cause I need you to guide me to safety

No I won't wait forever(2x)



In the confusion and the aftermath,
You are my signal fire,
The only resolution and the only joy,
Is the faint spark of forgiveness in your eyes,

There you are standing right in front of me (x2)
All this fear falls away to leave me naked,
Hold me close cause I need you to guide me to safety,

There you are standing right in front of me (x2)
All this fear falls away to leave me naked,
Hold me close cause I need you to guide me to safety,

No I won't wait forever(x3)
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Make It Rain - Fat Joe Music and Lyrics

Make It Rain - Fat Joe Music and Lyrics

Make It Rain - Fat Joe
[Fat Joe]

Oww Scottie lets make it rain on these niggas

[Lil Wayne]

Yeah im in this business of terror Got a handful of stacks better grab an umbrella
I make it rain,(I make it rain)
I'm in this business of terror got a handful of stacks Better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, (I make it rain)
I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain,(I make It rain)
I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain,(I make it rain)
I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain(I make it rain)
I make it rain on them hoes

[Fat Joe]

Cr Cr Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack
U hear that Echo, man I seen the best go, cuz he ain't had that metal
Im a Hustla’s Hustla, A Pusher’s Pusher
U a busta a customer, I get u sum cooka
Yea Crack is a chemist, I pack a 11, I mack in a 7, I’ll clap at ur reverend
I see u in NY, I’ll send u an invite, U gon need u a pass that’s the code that we live by.

[Chorus]
Yeah im in this business of terror Got a handful of stacks better grab an umbrella
I make it rain,(I make it rain)
I'm in this business of terror got a handful of stacks Better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, (I make it rain)
I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain,(I make It rain)
I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain,(I make it rain)
I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain(I make it rain)
I make it rain on them hoes

[Fat Joe]

OWWWW Clap Clap Clap Gotta make that ass Clap Gotta make that ass Clap
Clap Clap Clap Clap Gotta Make that ass Clap Gotta make that ass Clap

Now why’s everybody so mad at the south for
Change ur style up.. switch 2 southpaw
Jada I was listenin(listenin), so I made him an anthem 2 make some dividends
Lil mama try 2 hit me with the Shoulder Lean ,This Cootco Crack and I control the team
Couple Bricks Stacked up on that triple beam, my dirty bro sippin that promethazeen
That Gonja Green that Cali Weed, a nigga lose his life try roll on me
Now yup yup we get it, no advanced about it
And the rain keep fallin even when its Drownin(?)

[Chorus]

Yeah im in this business of terror Got a handful of stacks better grab an umbrella
I make it rain,(I make it rain)
I'm in this business of terror got a handful of stacks Better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, (I make it rain)
I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain,(I make It rain)
I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain,(I make it rain)
I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain(I make it rain)
I make it rain on them hoes

[Fat Joe]

Owwwww mami’s body is bangin, she got it man she does it all
She gets it poppin with no hands I’ll make it pour
I’ll make it rain on em I’m layin' game 2 em
I’m gassin misses to tattoo my name on em
Gotta get that baby love, gotta get my paper up
Gotta suspect me,xactly test this crack and wanna ring on us (?)
And U Kno what it is, yo its them powder kids
And we kno how 2 bizz, so we don’t give a shit.

[Chorus]

Yeah im in this business of terror Got a handful of stacks better grab an umbrella
I make it rain,(I make it rain)
I'm in this business of terror got a handful of stacks Better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, (I make it rain)
I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain,(I make It rain)
I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain,(I make it rain)
I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain(I make it rain)
I make it rain on them hoes
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Hood Boy - Fantasia Music and Lyrics

Hood Boy - Fantasia Music and Lyrics

Hood Boy - Fantasia
Yeah
ya gotta understand what I'm talkin' about
I'm talkin' about on this one
Sexy
Sexy as hell to me
Yeah

So let me tell ya bout a player I know
6 foot 4
Suit 25
he's all the way live
see where I come from
we like em like that
He don't talk smack
he just twist caps off
see that's the only kinda dude I'm demandin'
And let the girl like me understand it
And the ones that ain't
they still gotta have it
they don't know why
But they chained to

[Chorus]
I need a hood boy
Wifebeaters and chains
always in the trap
and he looks so mean
I need a hood boy
go'on head pretty
We don't like them there
need somethin' realer
I need a hood boy
hot boys rock boys
street boys B-boys
man I love them boys
Go on say

He knows how to treat a lady
but he won't let you get too rowdy
He stands up for himself
that's what I like most about him
He's all I see and all I need
and all that I want
and all that I'm used to
I swear that my man's the truth
I said I swear that my man's the truth

[Chorus]
I need a hood boy
Wifebeaters and chains
always in the trap
and he looks so mean
I need a hood boy
go'on head pretty
We don't like them there
need somethin' realer
I need a hood boy
hot boys rock boys
street boys B-boys
man I love them boys
Go on say

[Chorus]
I need a hood boy
Wifebeaters and chains
always in the trap

and he looks so mean
I need a hood boy
go'on head pretty
We don't like them there
need somethin' realer
I need a hood boy
hot boys rock boys
street boys B-boys
man I love them boys

yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah

[Big boi]
B a double d
why say bye
been fly
ever since a nigga started sayin' bye
that's right stand by
cause we about to take flight
not a 747
but the music and the mic
rophone
phone home
if you want someone waitin' baby
go on home
don't wanna jeapordize your safety
maybe later
we shake the haters and gets busy
you say you wanna do same thing
then get wit me
if not then hit me
I know you know the history
last nigga ridin' round lookin' real crispy
ridin' round town, top down
On the grizzy
grind all the time to stay hot
or either sizzlin'
I thought I told ya niggas
we run stop signs
cause we don't stop
till the cops come knockin'
for two block signs
not mine
toine gone right
like sunshine and cold north through summertime
now bow down

[Chorus]
I need a hood boy
Wifebeaters and chains
always in the trap
and he looks so mean
I need a hood boy
go'on head pretty
We don't like them there
need somethin' realer
I need a hood boy
hot boys rock boys
street boys B-boys
man I love them boys

yeah yeah
hey hey shortie wanna rock with you
shortie wanna rock with you
wanna bop with you
I wanna ride with you
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You Dont Know - Eminem Music and Lyrics

You Dont Know - Eminem Music and Lyrics

You Dont Know - Eminem
[50] Yeah...

[Intro: 50 Cent]
Who run it?
You know, you actin like you don't know
We run it
You know but you actin like you don't know
Who run it?
You know, you actin like you don't know
We run it
You know but you actin like you don't know

You know, you actin like you don't know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gon bring more dough
And you know but you actin like you don't know

[50 Cent]
Now homie I say I run it (run it) cause I'm in control
Hypnotic, Hennessey, a couple shots of Patron
I have you feelin aight, I get you high as a kite
Party poppin shawty says she comin with me tonight
I ain't shoulder leanin, I ain't snappin and poppin
Either I'm bobbin ma head or I'm just stadin their watchin
I'm a hustler I hustle, you can tell that I'm paid
And I protect what I got, I'm in the house with my blade
Nigga you front you gone get it, ok now maybe I said it
Cause I want you to triddy, yeah I be on that shitty
You should see when I'm stuntin, I flash the stones to be wantin
Push the whip, see me rollin, you can tell that I'm holdin
I'm just doin ma thang, you know the Units the game
I got my grimy Shady with me you front you gonna have to get me off your ass
I pay the lawsuit and laugh (haha)
It's not a big deal it's nothing but some cash (let's go)

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Who run it?
You know, you actin like you don't know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gon bring more dough
And you know but you actin like you don't know
Who run it?
You know, you actin like you don't know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gon bring more dough
And you know but you actin like you don't know

[Eminem]
When me and Fif got together to do this music
The more we became enveloped we just developed a fellowship through it
It's no pretend shit, it's friendship, me nemesis is your nemesis
Ain't for him, it's just media, see to them it's just images
But this shit is no gimmicks, this is blood in and blood out
When there's beef you jus' gotta know when to butt in and butt out
If there's a problem we solve it, if we don't resolve it
It usually just evolves into one big brawl and we all get involved in it
We should all get a merit, this much beef we inherit
And wear it like a badge with honor, pass it around and share it
And let it go to whoever's holdin the most current people on their shoulders
And their soldiers got their backs til it's over
But tonight, we ain't comin here to beef with nobody
We came to party, Banks, Cashis and Mr. Ferrari
So it's Shady Aftermizat back in that ass, you wizzass
Come hizzon what kinda fuzukin quizition is that

[Chorus: 50 Cent, Eminem]
Who run it?
You know, you actin like you don't know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gon bring more dough
And you know but you actin like you don't know
Who run it?
I say you know, you actin like you don't know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gon bring more dough
And you know but you actin like you don't know

[Cashis]
Pistol play ricochet, see where the victim lay
Slumped over bleeding J.F.K
H.K. to your chest plate cave
I'll ride to the death, do you rep that way?
Forever ima be a Shady 7-4 gangsta
Plus I survive everything you got in that chamber
I thrive off of danger, jumpin in all beef
You keep talking shit now the squad called me

[Lloyd Banks]
Enough holdin back the steam, Em let off a magazine
Dappadon Cappa queen mixed in with Cashis creams
Started off with half a dream, developed into what you see
Telling ain't my cup of tea, can't tell I'm a fuckin G
I'm on automatic when I'm at it, start static
And you splattered, shit shattered, I'm a walkin bitch magnet
Spit it how I love it, live it all the way to the limit
And I'm always on my pivot for my digits, you dig it?

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Who run it?
You know, you actin like you don't know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gon bring more dough
And you know but you actin like you don't know
Who run it?
You know, you actin like you don't know
I tear the club up fo sho
This flow is gon bring more dough
And you know but you actin like you don't know
Who run it?

[Tony Yayo]
You know who this is
Shady, G-Unit, Aftermath
Lloyd Bands, Cashis, Marshall Mathers, Ferrari F-50
It's a movement, you can't stop it
Talk of New York, Tony Yayo...
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A Different World - Bucky Covington Music and Lyrics

A Different World - Bucky Covington Music and Lyrics

A Different World - Bucky Covington
We were born to mothers who smoked and drank
Our cribs were covered in lead based paint
No child proof lids no seat belts in cars
Rode bikes with no helmets and still here we are, still here we are
We got daddy’s belt when we misbehaved
Had three TV channels you got up to change
No video games and no satellite
All we had were friends and they were outside, playin’ outside

Chorus
It was a different life
When we were boys and girls
Not just a different time
It was a different world

School always started the same every day
The pledge of allegiance then someone would pray
Not every kid made the team when they tried
We got disappointed and that was all right, we turned out all right

Chorus

Bridge
No bottled water, we drank from a garden hose
And every Sunday, all the stores were closed

Chorus

Chorus

It was a different world
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Monday, May 30, 2005

Heaven kNows - Rick Price Music and Lyrics

Heaven kNows - Rick Price
She's always on my mind
From the time I wake up,
Till I close my eyes.
She's everywhere I go
She's all I know.

And though she's so far away,
It just keeps getting stronger everyday
And even now she's gone
I'm still holding on

So tell me, where do I start
'Coz it's breakin' my heart
Don't wanna let her go

Chorus:

Maybe my love will come back someday
Only heaven knows
And maybe our hearts will find a way
But only heaven knows
And all I can do is hope & pray
'Coz heaven knows.

My friends keep telling me
That if you really love her,
You've gotta set her free
And if she returns in time
I'll know she's mine

But tell me, where do I start
'Coz it's breakin' my heart
Don't wanna let her go

(Repeat Chorus except last line)

Bridge:

'Coz heaven knows
Why I live in despair
'Coz wide awake or dreamin',
I know she's never there
And all the time I act so brave,
I'm shakin' inside
Why does it hurt me so?

(Repeat Chorus)

Heaven knows... heaven know
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Monday, May 9, 2005

The Earth Is Not A Cold Dead Place - Explosions In The Sky (2003)

Explosions In The Sky - The Earth Is Not A Cold Dead Place [2003]



Tracklisting:
01 First Breath After Coma 9:33
02 The Only Moment We Were Alone 10:14
03 Six Days at the Bottom of the Ocean 8:43
04 Memorial 8:50
05 Your Hand in Mine 8:17