Saturday, December 25, 2021

Lyrics of Check Yourself

Check Ya Self

Uncle kj gotta talk to ya'll kids
listen up quick cause the way some ya'll live
must have lost ya mind and just flipped ya lid
now ladies i know what he be telling you
i know cause back in the day i used to do it too
talking about aww girl you know i love you
and if love me too then let me sleep wiht you ooh
he's a fool a lying scheming dude
i'm a tell ya straight girl now cut him loose
why ain't no guy that cute
if he won't respect for you and won't wait for you
see you need a real man that loves god too
and will take a stand even if it's hard to
and i know that you can now it's worth it for you
check the program this is what i'm telling you
Ooohh ya'll better check yo self, nah ya'll need to check yo self
un uh ya better check yo self, no ya'll better just respect yo self
Where my fellas at where my fellas at?
now some of ya'll need to check where ya head is at
i know in the locker room what they be talling cats
don't buy into that now when they selling that
virgin ain't a dirty word don't be ashamed of that
see in reality people be respecting that
stand up for yourself tell em just chill with that
and even if they diss turn around and bless em back
let em talk smack and leave it at that
cause everybody ain't doin it now just learn that facts
don't never let somebody ever hold ya back
nobody except god should ever tell ya how to act
it's god saying that cause peeps won't tell ya that
but it's the truth and i'll never back down from that
so if ya can ya handle that and like the sound of that
then people halla back on the track if ya down with that
Chorus
Ladies and gentlemen ya need to stop playing
stop running around always missionary dating
you think that the one you're loving you gonna be saving
but end up with problems from the choice ya making
now some ya'll girls ya'll need to start caring
and think twice about all these clothes that ya wearing
i know it might be nice to have all the guys staring
but take advice respect yourself as a woman
we all want love and we all want attention
but that ain't the way to get it you understand what i'm saying?
with the baby gap outfit on that ya wearing
sneaking out the house trying to hide from ya parents
see god said save yourself for ya marriage
and it was for a reason don't misunderstand it
sex is a beautiful gift don't mishandle it
ya better check yourself and don't damage it

Lyrics of Check The Technique - Gang Starr

Check The Technique

You puny protozoa you're so minute you didn't know the
gang has been watching but instead of just squashing you
i'm scooping you up out of the muck you wallow in
like a cheif chemist all the sciences are following
planned it to examine you on a petrie dish
sticking you and fricking you just a tiny bit
i'm clever wit science but never reliant
unfalse words from cowards who forever be trying
insisting they come off, i let them get some off
they come back wit drum tracks, their ears could get number
blockbusting, like making love, i never stop thrusting
into your system so just listen
i'm like a neurosurgeon operating wit ?(a fear of version)?
i write perscriptions of words that fit in
then go catch my stride as i kick it live
'cause it's more that a style, it's conceptual genius
my effect on the scene is to project that i mean this
you deadbeat, wait until you see my next feat
i get respect for the rep when i speak
check the technique
check the technique...see if you can follow it
i'm rushing you like a defensive end as i recommend
that you comprehend, i could stomp you in
a battle, contest, or war, what will it throw
it'll be ?(the poor picture)? of you're immature
insecure for sure, meek, weak visions of grandeur
to rudely awaken you, i then'll be breaking you
taxing without asking and tracking and snaking you
making you sucumb to the drums of gangstarr
by far we are truely gifted ones, son
but if you were to speculate or estimate us losing
you be dying, trying to face the fate of your delusions
'cause miscalculation is all you're stating
so i'm chumping, punting punks just like footballs
'cause i wanna put you all back in the messhall
to clean up the slop and stop all the bullcrap
your rap's crazy wack so don't try to pull that
you're lacking the vernacular, i'm slapping ya and capping ya
and closing your jaws 'cause you can't mess wit gangstarr
the guru and premier always dope wit the blessed beats
dance your ass off pops check the technique
check the technique...
bon voyage, sinare, averduchi
your ass gets busted due to mustard, you tried to work me
you irked me 'cause you copy and falsified
and i don't care how many step up 'cause you all can try
and wish and fish for a style, here's a fishing rod
these rhymes are hitting hard, constantly i'm getting large
inediblely, i readily kick a sprew
of lyrics so deep, so don't sleep, but just peep me
putting methods on records and spin it for each millisecond
33 rpm's displays the odd of men
and as my rhyming builds you see my time is chill
and then i look upon weak ones
i'm teaching each one so they become redone
and ?(says)? are relayed to twist you up like frenchbraids
or tied up like corn braids 'cause i got a strong way
force like police raids to never be delayed
i once was the least paid but i made the grade
'cause this ain't a slave sale and i ain't the same stale
rapper, no, i'm not a phony microphonist wit no blaster
no type of real appeal or real talent
and it makes me violent man
to see all of these pee wee's be mc's wannabees
making g's for some dumb companies
and lots of money but no idea what is rap and what is dope
but check out what the guru wrote
'cause i will prevail, give you tales as i unvail
have enuff braincells so i can stay paid well
now i'm in the driver seat and rocking the louder beats
bouncing and booming and blasting you to the next seat
sheik and unique wit lots of tics like a leach
check the technique
check the technique...see if you can follow it

Lyrics of A Tribe Called Quest - Check The Rhime (Official HD Video)

Check The Rhime

Check The Rhime

Back in the days on the boulevard of Linden,
We used to kick routines and presence was fittin'
It was I the abstract

And me the five footer
I kicks the mad style so step off the frankfurter

Yo, Phife, you remember that routine
That we used to make spiffy like mister clean?

Um um, a tidbit, um, a smidgen
I don't get the message so you gots to run the pigeon

You on point Phife?
All the time, tip
You on point Phife?
All the time, tip
You on point Phife?
All the time, tip
Well, then grab the microphone and let your words rip

Now here's a funky introduction of how nice I am
Tell your mother, tell your father, send a telegram
I'm like an energizer 'cause, you see, I last long
My crew is never ever wack because we stand strong
Now if you say my style is wack that's where you're dead wrong
I slayed that body in El Segundo then push it along
You'd be a fool to reply that Phife is not the man
Cause you know and I know that you know who I am
A special shot of peace goes out to all my pals, you see
And a middle finger goes for all you punk MC's
Cause I love it when you wack MC's despise me
They get vexed, I roll next, can't none contest me
I'm just a fly MC who's five foot three and very brave
On job remaining, no I'm chaining cause I misbehave
I come correct in full effect have all my hoes in check
And before I get the butt the jim must be erect
You see, my aura's positive I don't promote no junk
See, I'm far from a bully and I ain't a punk
Extremity in rhythm, yeah that's what you heard
So just clean out your ears and just check the word





Check the rhyme y'all
Check it out
Check it out
Check the rhyme y'all
Play tapes y'all
Check the rhyme y'all
Check the rhyme y'all
Check it out
Check it out

Back in days on the boulevard of Linden
We used to kick routines and the presence was fittin'
It was I the Phifer

And me, the abstract
The rhymes were so rumpin' that the brothers rode the 'zack

Yo, tip you recall when we used to rock
Those fly routines on your cousin's block

Um, let me see, damn I can't remember
I receive the message and you will play the sender

You on point Tip?
All the time Phife
You on point Tip?
Yeah, all the time Phife
You on point Tip?
Yo, all the time Phife
So play the resurrector and give the dead some life

Okay, if knowledge is the key then just show me the lock
Got the scrawny legs but I move just like Luke Brock
With speed. I'm agile plus I'm worth your while
One hundred percent intelligent black child
My optic presentation sizzles the retina
How far must I go to gain respect? Um
Well, it's kind of simple, just remain your own
Or you'll be crazy sad and alone
Industry rule number four thousand and eighty
Record company people are shady
So kids watch your back 'cause I think they smoke crack
I don't doubt it. Look at how they act
Off to better things like a hip-hop forum
Pass me the rock and I'll storm with the crew and
Proper. What you say Hammer? Proper
Rap is not pop, if you call it that then stop

NC, y'all check the rhyme y'all
SC, y'all check it out y'all
Virginia, check the rhyme y'all
Check it out, out
In London, check the rhyme, y'all

Lyrics of Richard Ashcroft - Check The Meaning

Check The Meaning

When I'm low, and I'm weak, and I'm lost
I don't know who I can trust
Paranoia, the destroyer, comes knocking on my door
You know the pain drifts to days, turns to nights
But it slowly will subside
And when it does, I take a step, I take a breath
And wonder what I'll find

Can you hear what I'm saying?
Got my mind meditating on love, love
Feel what I'm saying
Got my mind meditating on love, love

(Check the meaning)

Too much blood, too much hate, turn off the set
There's got to be something more
When Mohammed, Allah, Buddah, Jesus Christ
Are knocking down my door
I'm agnostic getting God, but man
She takes a female form
There's no time, no space, no law
We're out here on our own



Can you hear what I'm saying?
Got my mind meditating on love, love
Feel what I'm saying
Got my mind meditating on love, love

Check the meaning
(The human condition)
Check the feeling
(The human condition)

Guess it's life, doing it's thing
Making you cry, making you think
Yeah life, dealing it's hand
Making you cry and you don't understand
Life, doing it's thing
Making you cry now, making you think of
Pain, doing it's thing
Making you cry yeah, making you sing

Don't say it, don't say it's too late
Don't, don't say it's too late (It's never too late, it's never too late)
Don't, don't say it's too late (It's never too late)
Don't, don't say it's too late

The human condition, the big decisions
The human condition, the big decisions



I'm like a fish with legs, I fell from the tree
I made a rocket (check the meaning), I made a wheel
I made a rocket (check the feeling), I swam the ocean (check the meaning)
I saw the moon (say a prayer), I seen the universe (and beyond)
I see you (check the feeling), I see me (check the meaning)
That's my reality
And while the city sleeps we go walking

It's a beautiful world
And when the city sleeps we go walking
We find a hole in the sky and then we start talking
And then we say \"Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ
Buy us some time, buy us some time\"
Hear what I'm saying
Can you hear what I'm saying?
Can you hear what I'm saying?
Can you hear what I'm saying?

It's gonna be alright

Lyrics of Ill Street blues - Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

Butcher Shop

<i'm kool g rap
Their latest release (x2)
I'm kool g rap...and he's polo>

He's the big boss when his hands criss cross
Up and down the crossfader turning wax to sauce
It ain't a hip hop record that he can't chop
Polo show them how it's done in the butcher shop

<get violent (x3)>


The rhythm he brings makes the audience swing
While the plates rotates his fingers cling
To the records on felts, your earwax melts
Scratching so hard that he breaks the belts
Dj's relax, kneecaps collapse
My rap perhaps is like a booby trap
Polo the big boar, i'm the warrior of metaphor
Fully equipped manipulating my competitor
And i remain just like a stain
As long as i maintain my brainiac brain
Rap words rehearsed since first grade
My utensil is the pencil and his is a blade
The man at the top of the needle drop
Polo let's have some fun, show them how it's done
Treat them like your son, in the butcher shop

<psychopath on the phonograph (x2)>

Dj's he's disputed you should be saluted
The man gives a cut with scratches included
I'm kool g rap, he's my dj
This is a mortal combat of the polo play
Cuts like a scissor, rips like a razor
The sound penetrates elements like a laser
The beat connects to my dialect
New technic turntables, the party i wreck
Motivation to blend, the rotation begins
They reported his fins on 1010 west
And his name is polo the phonograph is for bolo
I go solo, to battle kool g rap is no-no, bozo
Your style is so-so, equal to disco
Swing and some go-go, and on to calypso
So biters and reciters, don't mean to offend you
Yes i will continue but i'm not a menu
So don't bite or swallow or fight or follow
Recite or borrow rhymes and want to give them back tomorrow
Polo is like zorro, war hero
Horror, terror, errors: zero
The alert concert network expert
He'll wreck dissect inject insert
Cuts, til your eardrums pop
Polo show them how it's done in the butcher shop

<nut of the cuts>

I'm a walking dictionary, an encyclopedia
Rapper with data, the best in the media
Or area, so prepare for your burial
On your radio, pull out your aerial
Or antenna cause this one is a winner
Not a sinner, or an mc beginner
Kool g rap is just me not he or she or we
Or any other mc
So please, i'm single and not plural
I'm totally high moral, excellent with the oral
Contact, and at the maximum, yo he's climax
Dj polo attacks the earwax
In the butcher shop

<i'm kool g rap and he's polo...>

Lyrics of Stereophonics - Check my eyelids for holes

Check My Eyelids For Holes

I gotta lose weight
I swallow honey
Is my stand up show still that funny
Am I back for good
I said that I said that I would be
She's down waist low
Trying to make me happy
Because I like watching you
It's time I tried, tried to check
My check my eye lids
Check for holes
Two weeks late I gotta test
For babies shop take is falling low
I'm not going back back to the factory's
Because I like what I do
It's time I tried tried to check
My check my eye lids

Check for holes

Lyrics of A SPLIT SECOND B 1 CHECK IT OUT

Check It Out

Old and sage
The mafu cage
The reason to target
But you know you're not alone
You dare not go to bed

There's always someone sneaking up
Watching your every move
The more you look, the more he moves

Where did I leave my hat (head)?
On the bed?

Checking under those broken lies
Check it out
An oriental face lift - mask
What dies inside the hollow cask

Erupture of suspicion breaks your spine
You feed your obsession along the line
Touching, feeling, holding back
Never trust a friendly face

Especially when it's breathing
Down your neck

Lyrics of John Mellencamp - Check It Out

Check It Out

A million young poets, screamin' out their words
To a world full of people, just livin' to be heard
Future generations ridin' on the highways that we built
I hope they have a better understanding

Check it out
Goin' to work on Monday
Check it out
Got yourself a family
Check it out
All utility bills have been paid
You can't tell your best buddy that you love him

So check it out
Where does our time go
Check it out
Got a brand new house in escrow
Check it out
Sleepin' with your back to your loved one
This is all that we've learned about happiness

Check it out
Forgot to say hello to my neighbors
Check it out
Sometimes I question my own behavior
Check it out
Talkin' about the girls that we've seen on the sly
Just to tell our souls we're still the young lions



So check it out
Gettin' too drunk on Saturdays
Check it out
Playin' football with the kids on Sundays
Check it out
Soarin' with the eagles all week long
And this is all that we've learned about living
This is all that we've learned about living

Check it out
Check it out
Check it out
Check it out

A million young poets screamin' out their words
Maybe someday those words will be heard
By future generations ridin' on the highways that we built
Maybe they'll have a better understanding

Check it out
Hope they'll have a better understanding
Check it out
Maybe they'll have a better understanding
Check it out
Maybe they'll have a better understanding
Check it out
Hope they have a better understanding

Check it out
Check it out
Check it out

Lyrics of Sabiani ft. Marseli & Shkendije Mujaj - Show Biz (Official Video HD)

Add On

Featuring d flow lord finesse

[lord finesse]
It's lord finesse the rhyme vet
Like bigge i'm "ready to die" but it ain't my fuc*** time yet
I bring the noise like static i cause havoc
When i grab the mic i pack a party like traffic
You know my style i got the hip sound
I should be a construction worker the way i be tearing shit down
One of the best you ought to shout it
Bust a nigga's ass and won't give two thoughts about it

Word, i hunt you down
I got a million reasons why none of you can f*** around
I slay beginners, sautee contenders
Shit, and be damned if i don't walk away the winner
I kick facts, flip raps over hip tracks
You know what i'm saying? (yeah, i can dig that)
I'm gifted, my rhyme is wicked
When it comes to knowledge, i got jewels like the diamond district
I'm the dopest, the baddest, one of the fattest
Chickenheads know my status
For those that's waiting to doubt
I'm a play like pete rock & c.l. smooth and "straighten it out"

Ayo show, my man (add on, add on!)
A.g. my man (add on, add on!)
Ayo show my man (add on, add on!)
D-flow my man (add on, add on!)

[d-flow]
Check it, i got the herb to bomb your brain
I'm a threat like saddam huessein, niggas better know my name
I flow the same in a competition
I break them clowns into something different, buck 'em with the fuc*** smith &
Wesson, mc's never leave my section
Finger on the trigger, i figure i kill that nigga for stepping
I tote the four-fifth, riff and get your jaw shift
Flip phones and add jewels got me looking gorgeous
Ignore the style and get bucked down, child
With the three-pound pile, blow! how you like me now?
The new improved flow, you know how i do so
Whatever, a motherfucking terror like cujo
I'm out to get mine, i want mils, god
Niggas that feel hard chill, f*** around and get your grill scarred

It's d-flow, you know my steelo, ceelo will let you know how we go
Chop him like a kilo and let him die

[a.g.]
And then i'm a add on like arithmetic
Suckers careers get stopped so stop who you riffing with
I'm on point with the snakes and fakes
Ain't the one (think i am?) you get hung like drapes
And it's proven, point blank that's the conclusion
Seeing me losing, it's all an illusion
Like the raw ism, i'm a kiss him when i hurt him
Then desert him, because the show & a.g. shit is sickening
Giving stress to them snakes is a ritual
Nights and north flakes, oh yes, they bless the physical
Promote the glock? no i'm not
I use it as an art, ain't got the heart to disrespect hip-hop
Time to breeze, now i'm gone, the greats is rolling strong
So add on and on

Ayo show, my man (add on, add on!)
A.g. my man (add on, add on!)
Ayo show my man (add on, add on!)
D-flow my man (add on, add on!)

Lyrics of B Legit -Check It Out

Check It Out

[Featuring E-40, Kurupt]

From a nickel and dime ass nigga

To a top top top....big rigga

Check it

Check it Out

Check it Out

Check it Out

Check it

Check it Out

Check it Out

Check it Out

Check it Out

Check it

be\t-Legit:

It ain't cell in this town that can hold

And fuck the task force 'cause them suckas tried to fold me, scold me

Told me if I move that they was blastin

Got me to the station, hella questions they be askin

Who's the Big Balla, Who supply your crew

Who got the big birdies in the box is it you?

I never said a word 'cause nigga I don't do so



You fools got some question better ask the lawyer Rouseau

Kurupt:

I'm so international

All about my cashional

18 million rational (speak mice)???

What you want fool dogg tell me what you need

'Bout a couple pints of Hennisse an eighth of weed

Seems time gettin shorter

Time to elevate from nickels, dimes up to quarters

Kurupt, be\t-Legit, and 40 water

Niggaz oughta

Get to Swervin'

Take a hit, hit the strip and then get to pervin'

E-40:

Squa, Squa,Squab music

Mobb Music

Right on a muthfucka and draw down on his ass music

The 213 the 41510

Pull a ho without a muthafuckin tug of war

40 Water your playa patna

Ever since the womb

I been a tycoone

Actin up (Actin up)

Actin tough (Actin tough)



Actin bad with all kinds of guns and stuff

X4

From a nickel and dime ass nigga

To a top hat ballin big rigga

Kurupt:

I got a half a ounce

And a 'four to bounce

Half a brick to flip

Large amount accounts

Live as a young nigga with loot don't count

Live as a young nigga with loot turned out

You know it ain't nothing to it but to do it

Flow like fluid

You's inlcuded

Pursue it

Subdue it

And run through it

Doin what I do is hard to maintain my composure

Ah man they came through with no douja

be\t-Legit:

The muthfuckin county ain't no place for the savage

A Cock hound dank smokin nigga 'bout his cabbage

But if I'm ever caught I'm a ride my shit

Divorce my broad

But nigga keep my bitch

Bury my mail in my momma backyard

Steeady poppin' chyme to correctional guards

They fucks wit my crew 'cause they claim that we be trouble

Them niggaz from the V to the H-I Double

I'm tryin to get this party tonight at this motel

A gang a bitches there

Some more on my voice mail

Bathtub full of the ice and the fifths

My homey K-1 rollin blunts at the crib

First I take a hit

Strolls like a pimp

The muthafuckin savage with the million dollar limp

Another big day for this timin ass balla

Hit the block stock in my ninety fin impala

Let them pipes holla

I know I'm looking saucy

19 shots sittin next to my 40

Snatch my knot

Shake the spot and gets far

Bitch, I'm a muthafuckin rap star

X4

From a nickel and dime ass nigga

To a top hat ballin big rigga

E-40:

I open shop with sixteenth of powder to a whole zip

To a half ham now I'm sitting kilograms

Niggaz 'spect me to the upmost 'cause I'm highly spoken 'bout

Niggaz love me because I'm all about my paper route

I keep my lawyers and my bail bondsmen paid shiiiit

For all I know they might decide to raid shiiiit

Back in the day po-po was easily out-smarted

But now they got some new and improved state of the art

be\t-Legit:

Now its going down am I living in the past

This modern day slavery takin' toll on my ass

You either take me in or let's this timer go

Or if you got some charges nigga let this timer know

I told you I'm a rapper

Love to entertain

Catch me on the stage with a mic spittin game

Legit's my name and you can even ask your daughter

About Kurupt, be\t-Legit and 40 Water

X8

From a nickel and dime ass nigga

To a top hat ballin big rigga

Lyrics of das efx check it out

Check It Out

Ah ha ha ha (Check this out!)
Woo! Check it out (Check this out)
Ah yeah (Check this out)
Ya just don't stop, kid ya just don't stop (Check this out)
Yeah ya just don't stop, word up
Ah yeah!

[Chorus: x8]
Check it out y'all (Check it check it out, dun)

Check this out, yo, yo
Well check it out it's the incredible, never edible, unforgettable
Dweller from the cellar kickin' terror 'cause I'm terrible
See I be schoolin' 'em, foolin' 'em when I'm speakin' it
Peepin' it 'cause y'all be keepin' it, look how I'm freakin' it
I got'cha tinglin', tinglin' and minglin'
Border way to go, the radio they got my single in
They rockin' this, ain't no toppin' this when I'm droppin this
Style that I can buy 'cause yo I rhyme like a rhinoceros
My skill is illy, silly when I work it
Quick to flip the lip and rip a nigga out the circuit
So step wit it, can ya get wit it when I'm flexin' it
Takin' out these quick 'cause my nigga Books is next on it



I know you're not set, check it, you're wonderin' where the heck I've been
Chillin' stupid, 'cause there ain't no dooper who got wrecker than
The Boogie Banger, it could be danger so back, tootz
'Cause we're guys but niggas want to revise they rap books
What up kid? I can sell you rugged with the hip-hoppin
Throw it, like to see me from my nuts until my dick top
What a bummer, it seem to be no MC can get dumber than
Me one other, two niggas from the
Sewer, my shit is new without the magnesia
'Cause G, I be's the man from here to Indonesia
Aah yeah, you heard me, see I'm just another dirty dick
Drastically, casually I puff the erb to get zone like the Senate, so



[Chorus: x8]

Here I come so nigga don't be hatchin' it, I'm snatchin' it, niggas o'dose
When I catch this
Niggas in the dark, I spark at them like I was matches
I set up quicker, kick a verse with no distortion
I suggest emcees proceed with some caution
I hip, tip, grippin' tit because there ain't no
Way I'm gonna lift when I erupt like a volcano
I'm acid, my crew is massive, you're soft like jello
I'm gettin' props, a habit like Abbott and Costello
When I flaunt this, niggas want this, they'll be usin'
A squeegee when I'm bitchin' 'cause bitch I'm comin' to get your ass

Comin' to get'cha it's the D-Bats so nigga think back to the way I bring this
Or brung that, I swung that, now look at the way I'm swingin' this
Just like my name was Joe DiMaggio
And hell Dray! My twelve gauge spit shells like pizaggio
We can get it on and my word is bond and fuck who you be G
Your crew is easy just like Sunday mornin' when I'm yawnin' so
It's no sense in you losin' what you got kid
'Cause G I be doin' the mic like Mr. T be doin' the chopsticks
Ya gets done like no matter where ya from, jack
For fun, I'm nailin' rappers like a thumb tack
I'm sort of spliffed so I don't think niggas order it
Plus I'm the type you might not like to leave your daughter with

[Chorus: x8]

[Repeat: x9]
(Check this out)

[Chorus: x8]

Lyrics of John Cougar Mellencamp - "Check It Out"

Check It Out

Check it outjohn cougar mellencampa million young poetsscreamin' out their wordsto a world full of peoplejust livin' to be heardfuture generations ridin' on the highways that we builti hope they have better understandingcheck it outgoin' to work on mondaycheck it outgot yourself a familycheck it outall utility bills have been paidyou can't tell your best buddy that you love himso check it outwhere does our time gocheck it outgot a brand new house in escrowcheck it outsleepin' with your back to your loved onethis is all that we've learned about happinesscheck it outforgot to say hello to my neighborscheck it outsometimes i question my own behaviorcheck it outtalkin' about the girls that we've seen on the slyjust to tell our souls we're still the young lionsso check it outgettin' to drunk on saturdayscheck it outplayin' football with the kids on sundayscheck it outsoarin' with the eagles all week longand this is all that we've learned about livingthis is all that we've learned about livinga million young poetsscreamin' out their wordsmaybe somedaythose words will be heardby future generations ridin' on the highways that we builtmaybe they'll have a better understandingcheck it outhope they'll have a better understandingcheck it outmaybe they'll have a better understandingcheck it outmaybe they'll have a better understandingcheck it outhope they'll have a better understandingcheck it out........

Lyrics of Cappadonna - Check For A Nigga - The Pillage

Check For A Nigga

Park Hill
Staten Island New York City
Check for a nigga check for a nigga
If you in Maryland check for a nigga
If you in Virginia check for a nigga
If you in Toronto check for nigga
Check for a nigga check for a nigga
You see me Uptown yo you see me Uptown last night
With my new Nike's satellite gold as hell
I stroll well I protect with the most
Respected mic check cassette full of life
High technology, Gortek intellect
Good for a million, one dart project
Kid I nurse this rap shit, textbook monitor
Merge just like traffic, dick deserve an encore
One of a kind, Pro-Line hydro head
Hold a verse like a Wisdom, smack tracks on her ass
Quick competition, got you in a smash
Diamond thoughts, bite down on your ear
I fear none, Dolemite strike three time
Award mic fuck crazy vagina
Born first to rock fifty, S.I. New York City
Slang Nitty, check for me badly
Manditory for me to keep fuckin' y'all head up
The one man news team fast like a photographer
Check for a nigga, check for a nigga, check for a nigga
If you in D.C., check for a nigga
If you in Virginia, check for a nigga
If you in Ohio, check for a nigga
If you in Toronto, check for a nigga, check for a nigga
Straight from the heritage, public announcers
Ounces of darts, he fucked you over
I stole ya heart, so just in case
You forgot about the face, flash that camera
At the all-time great, slight paranoid
Fuck toys consistent, fluent slang pediment
It's the magnificent, first album
Hot tracks on the sipper, low flame deliver
Defense like a Giant, it's the Son of Psalm giver
Masterpiece in the making, Asian
African Egyptian Jamaican
Swordplay from the deep isolation, whattup cousin?
Have a drink on the house, I blow mics out
This man is on fire, fully developed
Dance with the organizer, chance me
Tap into my Wu pedigree, numba three chamber
Second in the cut, it's the Black Lone Ranger
Cat in the Hat, fresh clothes on the hanger
The Last Man Standing with the vest and the banger
Desperate to delegate, peep me on the Magnavox
Channel Fox, telecommunicate
Match money like socks, summertime style
Thunderstorm, vocabulary anonymous
Kid extra Caligula, poetry in particular
Check for a nigga, check for a nigga, check for a nigga
If you in Virginia, check for a nigga
If you in Manhattan, check for a nigga
If you in D.C., check for a nigga
If you in Georgia, check for a nigga
Check for a nigga, check for a nigga, check for a nigga
Outfits forever
New Cappadonna, blue is my quaintness
I'm a maintenance in this rap shit, politics
Spit the graphic mix it up nice spent
Twist me in the city, elegance walk
My style Don Hard Juan, Passenger 57
In Jackson 10, A Soldier and a Gentleman
Calm and hyper, deadly spokesperson
Smooth like a tiger, inquiring minds
Design arts and crafts, used to play the field
On the rap, drafted the devil
Bass and treble, worldwide baritone
Judge wise on the throne, wild like sober lyrics
Splash out my dome, uncontrollable
Staten Island untold feel it across the globe
I expand, Cappa the man, head low
Eyes red like a Wu suit, do it right Sixty
My stee' mary alley, follow my lead
Not my language it's dangerous, pitbull fightin
A war, hardcore see-4 with the words kid
Better branches, turn your head twice
One life, still gettin it right, then yo
Check for a nigga, check for a nigga, check for a nigga, check for a nigga
If you in Brooklyn check for a nigga
If you in Manhattan check for a nigga
If you in Queens, check for a nigga
If you in the Bronx then check for a nigga
Check for a nigga, check for a nigga
Check for a nigga
If you in the Woods, check for a nigga
Check for a nigga
If you in the Garbage, check for a nigga
Check for a nigga

Lyrics of Check 1,2

Check 1 2

[erick sermon]
Epmd.. def jam.. blazin..

Check it uh huh yo
It's e dub on the microphone
My style be elektra i'm the male syl rhome
Homes walk around with forty four chrome
On safety spike the mic in the endzone
This here ain't the average shit you used to
Front and automatic rounds will shoot you
So knock it off like biggie smalls said duke you soft
Why you wanna f*** with the boss?

[parrish smith]
Where should i start? breakin mc's or shatterin charts?
It's diablo, pmd mic doc with the purple heart
The go-getter, getter, get wit 'er, hit 'er-split 'er
Front and back, and if she wit it, straight in the shitter
So heidi heidi heidi hydro, pack gats and ammo
+funky piano+, van like the fuc*** ?tano?
With more cheese than lambeau, more heat than rambo
Break down dismantle when i scramble

Chorus: erick sermon (parrish smith) *repeat 2x*

I just get down, and i go for mines
Say check 1, 2 -- and run down the line
(inclined to shine) with techs and (forty-four mags and nines)
Don't get too close because you might get shot

[erick sermon]
Uhh, yo, ey, and yo
Epmd, fuc*** with us is bad news
Me and you got different views
What you might say is dope, i say's not
What i might call wack, you'll call hot
The best thing for you, is to think and hope
Or get choked, and hung with +the velvet rope+
Cause you too theatrical, mess around
And end up smackin you, jackin you, attackin you

[parrish smith]
That's why it's crucial, so stay neutral to collect the cash
Double beaucoup, just rippin up mics, is what my crew do
Whatever suits you, pull out the burner, f*** the shoot through
Roadblocks and smear campaigns, with the two-two
Or tech nine, that'll chew, through your waistline
I'm accurate, don't waste mine, spit on bassline
Run with the unseen potential to be on dateline
I don't fake mine, you blaze crazy, while i pace mine

[erick sermon]
Yeah, now why y'all wanna mess with the vets?
We've been doin this shit, since _dear yvette_, check
I make shit that make you wanna smack your producer
And ice grill him, and make you wanna kill him dead
And walk around leakin, in the bed for the weekend
For playin with the last mohican
?madi gon? - that's f*** you in puerto rican
Keep quiet when you hear grown men speakin

[parrish smith]
Or get smacked, this ain't no game, the shit is serious
Delerious, that's how we leave cats and niggaz curious
The true legend, got caught shit you better call kevin
Big like dog 40 and the dutch from the 7-11
I'm danger like norris the texas ranger
The mic strangler, pmd, the fuc*** _head banger_
Mo' skills fo' real for them cats that kill
Pump a nine on the reg behind penetentiary steel

Chorus

Lyrics of Check - Zebrahead

Check

Coming hard core looking like a gangster bitch,
Trying to front like you ain't rolling filthy rich
Laguna Hills you were born and raised.
But you're claiming South Central is where you spent your days.
Coming out hard talking crazy shit,
Knowing in your mind that you really don't fit.
Standing up straight with a gangster lean,
Talking gangster slang about what you seen.

Take a chance kid,
Take a chance.
Take a chance kid,
Don't fall down hard again.
Take a chance kid,
Take a chance.
Take a chance kid,
Don't fall down hard again.

You better think twice before you come at me
Right through your dome I can clearly see
Hey little dog, you gonna bark all day?
Cause toe to toe, in the ring, is where I play.
So you better step back and check yourself,
Stop fronting and just be yourself
Cause no one cares what set your claiming,
Till someone grabs their gun and starts their aiming at you!



Take a chance kid,
Take a chance.
Take a chance kid,
Don't fall down hard again.
Take a chance kid,
Take a chance.
Take a chance kid,
Don't fall down hard again

Tripping out cause ya
Tripping out cause ya
Tripping out cause ya got no clout
Tripping out cause ya
Tripping out cause ya
Tripping out cause ya got no clout
Tripping out cause ya
Tripping out cause ya
Tripping out cause ya got no clout

Take a chance kid,
Take a chance.
Take a chance kid,
Don't fall down hard again.
Take a chance kid,
Take a chance.
Take a chance kid,
Don't fall down hard again



Third verse:
Cause it ain't about how hard you are
Try using your brain and you will go far.
Be true to the color that you were born with
Not the color that you're adorned with,
So keep it real and always be true and be yourself in all that you do.
Stand up tall and get some respect
And always remember, keep yourself in check

Take a chance kid,
Take a chance.
Take a chance kid,
Don't fall down hard again.
Take a chance kid,
Take a chance.
Take a chance kid,
Don't fall down hard again

Tripping out cause ya
Tripping out cause ya
Tripping out cause ya got no clout
Tripping out cause ya
Tripping out cause ya
Tripping out cause ya got no clout
Tripping out cause ya
Tripping out cause ya
Tripping out cause ya got no clout

Take a chance kid,
Take a chance.
Take a chance kid,
Don't fall down hard again.
Take a chance kid,
Take a chance.
Take a chance kid,
Don't fall down hard again

Lyrics of Mike Ness - Cheating At Solitaire

Cheating At Solitaire

You can lie to yourself, You can lie to the world
You can lie to the one you call your girl
You can humble yourself to the hearts that you stole
Wondering who's gonna love you when you grow old

With a fistful of courage and a heart full of rage
I realized I'd locked myself in a cage
I'll be the one standing there with the watery eyes
I'll be the fool in the mirror asking me \"why?\"

Asking \"Why?\"

When I got to the end of my dirty rainbow
And I found that there was no pot of gold
Well I'd learned that I was empty and not quite as strong
For I'd robbed my heart and cheated my soul

Look for the one with the watery eyes
I'll be the fool in the mirror asking me \"why?\"
Cursing the lovers in a warm, tender embrace
Scoffing at the world and the whole human race



You can run, you can hide
You can feed your foolish pride
You can use and abuse
In the end, you'll always lose at the game

You can run, you can hide
You can feed your foolish pride
With the hearts that you stole
And the empty pot of gold
And the lovers warm embrace
And the whole damn human race

You can use, and abuse
In the end you'll always lose at the game

For I cheated myself at solitaire

Lyrics of Jettingham - Cheating (American Pie 2)

Cheating

I said I wasn't cheating then I began repeating
I said I wasn't cheating then I began repeating
Thee abundance of redundance flooded her head,
And she said,
If I'm leaving with a broken heart,
You're leaving with a bleedin' nose

Look out man, cause hear she come's yeah,
No no no, no no no
I think she knows what happened at the party yeah,
No no no, no no no
And did you really sleep with that chick man
Yes yes yes, yes yes yes
And are you gonna tell her straight up man
No no no no

I said I wasn't cheating then I began repeating
I said I wasn't cheating then I began repeating
Thee abundance of redundance flooded her head,
And she said,
If I'm leaving with a broken heart,
You're leaving with a bleedin' nose



This is the last time you'll see me
This is the last time you'll see me
Check your mood ring, cause I bet its green
Check your cash flow and I bet it's low

Well hey how was the party last night honey
No no no, no no no
Oh it wasn't bad I saw a fight honey
No no no , no no no
I bet that wasn't all you saw now was it
Yes yes yes, yes yes yes
So stutter stutter I couldn't quite slip it
No no no no

This is the last time you'll see me
This is the last time you'll see me
Check your mood ring, cause I bet its green
Check your cash flow and I bet it's low

I said I wasn't cheating then I began repeating
I said I wasn't cheating then I began repeating
I said I wasn't cheating then I began repeating, oh



I said I wasn't cheating then I began repeating
I said I wasn't cheating then I began repeating
Thee abundance of redundance flooded her head,
And she said,
If I'm leaving with a broken heart,
You're leaving with a bleedin' nose

This is the last time you'll see me
This is the last time you'll see me
Check your mood ring, 'cause I bet its green
Check your cash flow and I bet it's low

This is the last time you'll see me
This is the last time you'll see me
Check your mood ring, cause I bet its green
Check your cash flow and I bet it's low
Check your sextoys, check you playboy's
Check all your things, cause I bet they're destroyed

'Cause I'm a jackass
Well I'm a jackass
Yeah I'm a jackass

Lyrics of CETTE ARME TROP CHEAT DU NOUVEAU MODE AVENGERS sur FORTNITE !

Cheater

Nigga you dissin me?
ask your mom who was cryn
she was drinkin my pi
no more lyn, let me tell you whats goin on
Your family is poor
your mamma is a whore
she came to me for money
i said, this aint no bank honey
I said, so whats up
she said, you want you dick suck?
ok is cool, your momma souda like a fool
after i came i pied on here face, that was good
she got me all in the mood.
Ok here's 5 dollar get the f*** outta here
go to the bar and buy yourself a beer
then come back and be my whore
she said, no i dont wanne
i said, you got no choise your fuc*** poor

Lyrics of Judas Priest - Cheater

Cheater

I got home late this evening, stumbled up the stair
I couldn't believe my eyes when I looked in the bedroom there
My woman with a man was lyin' fast asleep
I felt a rage inside me, control I couldn't keep

She was a cheater

I reached the dressing table, kicked away the door
I gripped the cold black metal, a loaded .44
By this time they're awake and they don't know what to do
I scream you cheatin' bitch here's what I think of you

You are a cheater

They both pleaded for mercy, I said no way
When you do this upon me, you have no say
I treated you so real good, and this is what you do
Oh no I've finished with you, your time is through

You are a cheater

If you need a cheater there's nobody sweeter than this one
There's no neater, come on here and meet her
Cheater, cheater, cheater, come on and meet her

Lyrics of BOB KUBAN "The Cheater" 1966 HQ

Cant Get Out Of This Mood

Intro
all day long before my eyes come little visions of you
they shouldn't, they mustn't, but they do, they do

and i can't get out of this mood, can't get over this feeling
can't get out of this mood, last night your lips were too appealing
the thrill should have been all gone by today in the usual way
but it's only your arms i'm out of
Can't get out of this dream, what a fool i was to dream of you
'twasn't part of my scheme to sigh and tell you that i love you
but i'm sayin' it, i'm playin' it dumb
can't get out of this mood, heartbreak, here i come
<instrumental break-first 2 lines of first verse>
The thrill should have been all gone by today in the usual way
but it's only your arms i'm out of
Can't get out of this dream, what a fool i was to dream of you
'twasn't part of my scheme to sigh and tell you that i love you
but i'm sayin' it, yes, i'm playin' it dumb
can't get out of this mood, heartbreak, here i come
This mood, can't get out of this mood, can't get out of this mood

Lyrics of Wyclef Jean "To All The Girls (w/prelude)"

Cheated (to All The Girls)

Ooooooooooooooo, everybody’s got something they had to leave behind,
Only gret from yesterday that seems to grow with time,
There’s no use lookin back on wondering,
How it could been down on might have been,
O this i know, but still i can’t find ways to let u know,

I never had a dream come true,
Till the day that i found u,
Even though i pretend that ive moved on you’ll always be my baby,

I never found the words to say,
You’re the one i think about each day,
And i know no matter where life takes me to apart of me will always be with u

Somewhere in my memory ive lost a sense of time
And to my world could never be
Cause yesterday is all that feels my mind and there’s no use lookin on wonderin

How it should been now on might a been
O this i know but still i can’t find ways to let u go
I never had a dream come true till the day that i found u
Even though i pretend that i moved on you’ll always be my baby
I never found the words to say
You’re the one i think about each day

And i know no matter where life takes me to apart of me will always be
You’ll always be the dream that fills my head
Yes u will say u will u know you’ll be there
You’ll always be the one i know ill never forget
There’s no use lookin back on wonderin

If this love was just as strange and fun and games
No matter how i try and try
I just can’t say goodbye
No no no no
I never had a dream come true till the day that i found u

Even though i pretend that ive moved on you’ll always be my baby
I never found the words to say
You’re the one i think about each day

And i know no matter where life takes me to
Apart of me will always be
Apart of me will always be
With u
Wwwwhhhhhhoooooooo!!!

Lyrics of Cheated (Rock Remix)

Cheated (rock Remix)

[wyclef] {spoken}

Rolling stones could not be here with you tonight, led zepplin couldn't
Be here with you tonight, but we got wyclef jean in the house tonight.
Yo, i woke up on the other side of the bed. tune into my rock station,
And someone say hip-hoppers can't play rock and roll, huh.

[wyclef] {singing} chorus:

I cheated on you, you cheated on me,
And this is not the way that things are supposed to be,
So tell me girl, is this for real or just an illusion?
I pinch myself to make sure that wyclef ain't dreamin'

[wyclef] {singing} verse 1:

By the time you here this song, it'll be number 1 on your radioooooooooo.
You'll be drivin' from the beach,
And your boyfriend will say turn it down real loooooow.
You punch up the sun roof!
And you roll down the window, slam that pedal to the floooooooooor.
Whatchin the whats wrong (?)
Shes havin a good jour (?) it said love don't let me no mooooore
(to all the girls i cheated on before)

[wyclef] {singing} chorus:

I cheated on you, you cheated on me,
And this is not the way that things are supposed to be,
So tell me girl, is this for real or just an illusion?
I pinch myself to make sure that wyclef ain't dreamin'

I cheated on you, you cheated on me (to all the girls i cheated on before)
And this is not the way that things are supposed to be,
So tell me girl is this for real or just an illusion?
I pinch myself to make sure that wyclef ain't dreamin'

[wyclef] {singing} verse 2:

I don't know much about philosophy, play though, all i rest i know (?)
All i know, when i met you, in the streets, the air wasn't so cooooooooold.
It's like my whole world just changed.
I'm like a ball with no chain, ground myself on the aaaaaaaaa-train.
Reality struck me, how could you love me?
When you slept with another maaaaaaaaaaaaan.

[wyclef] {singing} chorus:

I cheated on you, you cheated on me,
And this is not the way that things are supposed to be.
(to all the girls i cheated on before)
So tell me girl is this for real or just an illusion?
I pinch myself to make sure that wyclef ain't dreamin'

I cheated on you, you cheated on me, (to all the girls i cheated on before)
And this is not the way that things are supposed to be.
So tell me girl, is this for real or just an illusion?
I pinch myself to make sure that wyclef ain't dreamin'
(school is out now, school is out, nah i'm sayin?)

[wyclef] {singing} verse 3:

Nah, nah, nah, nah, i had to play hooky, last friday, cause she hurt me.
Nah, nah, nah, nah, i lied to my mama, last friday, cause she hurt me.
Nah, nah, nah, nah, i might play hooky, this friday, if she hurts me.
Nah, nah, nah, nah, you ever play hooky, on a friday, cause she hurts you?

[wyclef] {spoken}

Wyclef jean
Salaam remi (allright!)
Rock & roll hall of fame
Good night, good night (allright!)

[girl] {spoken}

This is really good

Lyrics of Boston 2008-Cheat to Lose

Cheat To Lose

Down in the dirt
with brusies on my shins
I kept my shirt
everyone's skin

kickin the ball,
and kickin me,
and kickin back,
winning

I got time,
going 2 games,
who is king,
who is slave

made my mind,
I changed my mission,
found a way to sabatoge the competition

I cheat to lose ya, ya, ya
I cheat to lose ya, ya, ya
I cheat to lose ya, ya, ya, YA YA
you can kick my ass
I cheat to lose

Hey, I didn't mean to spoil your fun, maybe I did
anyway I wasn't hurtin anyone, was I?

Dosnt it suck to beat a guy who isn't trying,
like the painting of the fish that turned to frogs and keeps flyin



Who is right?
Whose to blame?
Who got riches?
Who got fame?
Stick it all,
don't keep score,
I'm not playing your way anymore,

I cheat to lose ya, ya, ya
I cheat to lose ya, ya, ya
I cheat to lose ya, ya, ya, YA YA
I'm gonna knock myself OUT
I cheat to lose

Ya(Multipule times)

there's a party at my house,
and your all invited,
ya ya, don't act so excited,
there will be full contact crocay and bridge
worship the nerd, and steal the fridge

Real Capture the flag
Kun fu dodge ball
Make-up in drag,
Make a hill,
Surf the fool,
you know there's only going to be one rule, that's

cheat to lose, ya, ya, ya
ya cheat to lose, ya, ya, ya
ya cheat to lose, ya, ya, ya YA YA
I'm gonna hit the ball and run to third!
I cheat to lose ya, ya, ya
I cheat to lose ya, ya, ya
I cheat to lose ya, ya, ya, YA YA

Lyrics of Cheat on You (feat. Lil' Cease & Jay-Z)

Cheat On You

Yo, yo
Yo, if you gonna hit niggaz girl just expect niggaz to hit your girl
And that's it
112 help me say

[Chorus]
If she got with you when she already had a man
Why wouldn't she cheat on you
Why wouldn't she cheat on you
If she got with you when she already had a man
Why wouldn't she cheat on you
Why wouldn't she cheat on you

Mase come on
If I'm in the streets or I'm in my jeep
And I wit my peep, ex know not to speak
See it's all good, and it's all sweet
All women flirt, all women cheat
So I might spend a week down in Virginia Beach
Out of inner sheets blaze plenty freaks
Be the bad boy everybody want to meet
Practice what I preach, never caught when I cheat
If I didn't work late, I say I was wit my peeps
And quick to tell a hoe, yo I didn't get the beep
And all these girls is quite the same
So it ain't your pencil, it's how you write your name



[Chorus]

Ain't nobody hotter than the jam, don dada
Been around the world with girls at Ramada
Never been the wanted chick, lotta scotta, protta
And yo when Cease got a girl he gotta
Though I love to get a girl that keep her doobie fly
39 in my Benz them niggaz and super size them
Girl talk slick but I see through the lies
You don't got TV, whatcha mean who am I
If I knew what you knew, you wouldn't be givin the pearls
If you know that she cheat why you live with the girl
Have your cats come live in my world
Cause you couldn't picture another nigga hittin your girl



[Chorus]

Is it because my game is stronger, name last longer
On the brain like a whole eighth became
Chicks out mesmerize rub up on they tetas
Like push up bras, who you dealin with ma, it's jigga
You know the rawest, ice is flawless baby
Nice is lawless, recite for ballest
And I fools y'all fake players every time
Cause you only hit chicks that you think is mine
You know I paid his due, but I'm unfatable
Mommi screamin pappi can I skate wit you
They want to ride wit me, stay fly wit me
Want to help me get rid of my rivalries
Want to be the ebony to my ivory
But I'm straight though, thanks ma, I only chase doe
We can lay for tonight but in the mornin
I get Shirley Murrdock, I hope your door slam lock, I'm gone

[Chorus]

Yo, you can't think you gonna be cheatin and the girl ain't gonna
Cheat
Just like you cheat, they could cheat
And I just think, your a fool if you think girls don't cheat

Lyrics of Treble Charger - Cheat Away

Cheat Away

Say what you want about it,
It just isn't true.
Just concerning me and you,
Is it any wonder anyway
With nothing else to do?

If you see it any other way,
Of course you can go.
Later you can think it so,
Why make it any harder?
Just tell them everything you know¿

Is it wise to make amends?
Go surprise your unnumbered friends¿
Say goodbye,
And find a place you'll keep,
Hidden somewhere cold and deep,
Don't disappoint us all and cheat
Away your time

Why does everyone ignore it?
It won't go away,
It'll get you through today.
Doesn't anybody know by now,
There's never anything to say?



Is it wise to make amends?
Go surprise your unnumbered friends
Say goodbye,
And find a place you'll keep,
Hidden somewhere cold and deep,
Don't disappoint us all and weep
For old times.
Save a cry,
You'll need it in a week,
In every holiday retreat.
Don't disappoint us all and cheat
Away your time

I'm looking down on somewhere,
And I can see the light

Say goodbye,
And find a place you'll keep,
Hidden somewhere cold and deep,
Don't disappoint us all and weep
For old times.
Save a cry,
You'll need it in a week,
In every holiday retreat.
Don't disappoint us all and cheat
Away your time
Say goodbye,
And find a place you'll keep,
Hidden somewhere cold and deep,
Don't disappoint us all and cheat
Away your time
Cheat away your time

Cheat away your time.

Lyrics of The Clash - Cheat (Official Audio)

Cheat

I get violent when I'm fucked up
I get silent when I'm drugged up
Want excitement, don't get none, I go wild

I don't know what can be done about it
If you play the game you get nothing out of it
Find out for yourself try bein' a goody-goody

You better cheat-cheat
No reason to play fair
Cheat-cheat or don't get anywhere
Cheat-cheat if you can't win

Nobody knows what they are doing
It's beyond your control, an' Friday night's a ruin
If you want to survive you better learn how to lie

You better cheat-cheat
No reason to play fair
Cheat-cheat or don't get anywhere
Cheat-cheat if you can't win

Don't use the rules
They're not for you, they're for the fools
And you're a fool if you don't know that
So use the rules, you stupid fool

Lyrics of Cheapskates (Remastered)

Cheapskates

I have been a washer up
An' he has been a scrubber up
An' I seen him a picking up
Dog ends in the rain
An' he has never read a book
Though I told him to take a look
He lifted his pool hall cue
For another game
But it ain't no modern miracle
That we found the golden rule
What you can't buy you gotta steal
An' what you say can't steal you better leave

I don't like to hang about
In this lonely room
'Cause London is for going out
And trying to hear a tune
But people come pouncing up to me
And say what are you doing here
You're supposed to be a star
Not a cheapskate bleeding queer

Like a load of rats from a sinking ship
You slag us down to save your hip
But you don't give me the benefit
Of your doubt
'Cause I'll bite it off and spit it out



We're cheapskates anything'll do
We're cheapskates what are we supposed to do?
An' we can rock
Hey hey let's roll
An' we can walk
An' do the stroll

Just because we're in a group
You think we're stinking rich
'N we all got model girls
Shedding every stitch
'N You think the cocaine's flowing
Like a river up our noses
'N every sea will part for us
Like the red one did for Moses

Well I hope you make it one day
Just like you always said you would some day
And I'll get out my money and make a bet
That I'll be seein' you down the launderette

Lyrics of Sporty Thievz - Cheapskate (Re-Mix Version)

Cheapskate (remix)

Featuring mocha

[sporty]
Take two oh wow
Take two two.. take two two

[mocha]
I want it!

[sporty]
Take two.. take two

[mocha]
Uh nah!

[sporty]
Take two.. take two
Take two.. take two

<scratching>

Take two
Take two
Two two two

Chorus: sporty thievz

I want it uh huh uh huh
Ain't got it uh uh uh uh
I want it uh huh uh huh
"you ain't gettin nadda"

Aye papi

[sporty thievz]
Yo i'ma a cheap cat, you peeps, i keep stacks
I don't care if you that, sweet rap, petite black
I'm tryin to shine yo, ?? stakes the dime yo ??
Which means cheap, when you speak esponal
Come on, y'all know - if not, ask mo'
Thinkin you gettin cash flow, then you'se a gassed hoe
I just let your ass go, you know, spend my dough
Get sheisty hoes that pose in centerfolds
Clothes, uh oh, now your man done bought timb's
Make you phillip hartman, spartan jonnin

[mocha]
Uh yo, uh ballin, it don't cost in flossin
And the same to these cats, forget who's boss and
Stallin, on low, and i'ma leave ya crawlin
Mocha talkin all, off the wall and, what?

[sporty]
What, all into my dough, involved in
Swim in my jacuz' then, like a dolphin
Well if i die, would you jump in my coffin?
Sell my law, then put all my cars in auction

Aiyyo, why i can't score without trickin no dough
Actin like i don't know how this trickin shit go
With these golddiggin, low-pro moe squigglin hoes (chill!)
My paul you right, i mean f*** for the amounts (now)

[mocha]
Who dat dime honey who got her eyes buggy
My style lovely, but you won't get a dime from me
None of my money, you must be sick
I'm the one who tips and leave her some crisp
Bet i eat cake and known to peep snakes
By the cheapskatez, looking for a cheap date
Thinkin he gon' feed me fries and cheesesteaks
You gon see me escape, check the release date

Chorus: sporty thievz

I want it, uh huh uh huh
Ain't got it, uh uh, uh uh
I want it, uh huh uh huh
Ain't got it, uh uh, uh uh

I want it, uh huh uh huh
Ain't got it, uh uh, uh uh
I want it, uh huh uh huh
"you ain't gettin nada.."

[sporty thievz]
It all starts in the club, with a sip of somethin
Now she wanna fill the glass to the tip or somethin
Then a nigga dead wrong when he flip or somethin
Like huh, you want what! you better strip or somethin
Do it player's club style, work a hip or somethin
Get a ski mask, dump a clip in or somethin
Me, i'm more rich then poor, i just refuse to trick
Quick to holla (what!) you ain't gettin nada damn dolla

Kfc is good, but girls can't be chickens
Man listen, but what they can be is pigeons
Pigeons, the worst bird, that's my word
Eatin on curbs in herds lookin for herb
Chicks, they be frontin nice, but they whores really
Knew shorty was greedy when she pumped the 450
Mack on her titty like she fuc*** the whole city
Push an 850 and she leave ya cock spitty
I pulled up knockin biggie, here kitty kitty (who that?)
I'm lookin pretty jiggy, sweater all knitty (uh-huh)
What the deally? she said, "you sound willie"
Next chilly, i said you sound silly

[mocha]
You's a little nigga, found a real illy
Niggas like lead only f*** with big billies, you feel me?

Got a big house on the hilly, first style half a milli'
Take me shoppin, and illin
Drop-boxes, chef blowin up my lafa's
He threw all the pots, didn't even bill me the lobsters
Game tight, might throw you on my rocks y'all
But ain't gettin cheapskate, nigga i got you

Chorus: sporty thievz

I want it, uh huh uh huh
Ain't got it, uh uh, uh uh
I want it, uh huh uh huh
Ain't got it, uh uh, uh uh

I want it, uh huh uh huh
Ain't got it, uh uh, uh uh
I want it, uh huh uh huh
"you ain't gettin nada.."

* music fades out *

Lyrics of Sporty Thievz - Cheapskate

Cheapskate

Verse 1:
In a new mall with a few broads in a shoe store
Cop the new cars and jump in the two doors with the blue valor
Shirt open with the chain showing way the shits going so now we range roving
With the waves blowing stay holding bitches in the back whispering
Now i'm listening bitch this my car ya fuc*** sitting in speak up
How dare ya think i cant hear ya anymore talk ya bitches gonna walk
They're like (what you sayin', you aint buy nothing for us),

I didn't buy nothing ofcoarse, ya bitches is whores, (please)
What i look like support, me trick man listen,
Yeah i trick trick yo ass you think i'm tricking,
Give you a sticking then i'm skipping, all you getting is a hard dick chick,
After i spit i want you quick out my apartment,
Trife living, did the right thing, left one indictment,

Hitch hiking, hoping things a get strike by lightning.

Chorus:
You aint get nadaaa from us,
Not even a dollaaaa from us,
Gotta trick the prodaaa on us,

Or you get no punanaaa from us,

Verse 2:
Can you what, nah, i aint the herb on the ave,
I dont understand the three words can i have,
Even if a nigga rich, with a six to spend puffin,
I spend nothing, so baby spend your mind out my pocket,
All i have to do to penatrate, is spin shorty to the mall,
And show her how quick four g's dissyntergrate,
A cheap nigga and i rub they nose in it,
Spin them through all the stores with sexy clothes in it,
When she see something, she dying to pose in it,
All she getting is a pre-shrunked tee with holes in it,
And when its time to eat, i arch the bucks,
A cheap nigga, yeah bitch, get a arch deluxe,
And still f***, ya paid more than twice the worth,
How i love trickin shit my wife deserve,
And let it, be known now when you see us three dudes,
Call us, i don't gotta kurt no marlin the cheap dudes.

Chorus:
You aint get nadaaa from us,
Not even a dollaaaa from us,

Trickin beauty parlors on us,
Or you get no punanaaa from us,

Verse 3:
You i'm trying to be swollen, but right now i ain't holding,
Hit the lie told them, everything i own is stolen,
Picture that like brando gave up half he saved up,
Play the cut when dollar eye signs tricks is raised up,
I'm the cheapest, and thats the only way i'm gonna keep this,
Slice i wanna heat this, girls is trying to eat this,
They think we should date, but still wont appriciate,
Neither help with the rate, or you order a decent plate,
I'm a cheap nigga that only provides better poking,
To get her open, send her home with a token,
Put girls in my car, like dropping off for ass fuc***,
So what you giving up, ass honey or gas money, pass dummies,
Hows it gonna be if i dont eat,
If i run out, then more than likely its on me, so i'm gone b',
And if i ever win the sweepstakes, i keep papes,
And still live up to being a cheapskate.

Chorus:
You aint get nadaaa from us,
Not even a dollaaaa from us,
Drinks and the la-la's on us,
Or you get no punanaaa from us.

You aint get nadaaa from us,
Not even a dollaaaa from us,
Gotta trick the prodaaa on us,
Or you get no punanaaa from us.

Lyrics of Cold Chisel - Cheap Wine [Official Video]

Cheap Wine

Once I smoked a Danneman cigar
Drove a foreign car
Baby that was years ago
I left it all behind
Had a friend, I heard she died
On a needle she was crucified
Baby that was years ago
I left it all behind for my

Cheap wine and a three-day growth
Cheap wine and a three-day growth
Come-on, come-on, come-on

I don't mind takin' charity
From those that I despise
I don't really need your love
Baby you can shout at me
But you can't meet my eyes
I don't really need your love, I got my

Cheap wine and a three-day growth
Cheap wine and a three-day growth
Come-on, come-on, come-on

Sitting on the beach drinkin' rocket fuels Oh Yeah!
Spent the whole night breakin' all the rules Oh Yeah!
Mending every minute of the day before
Watching the ocean, watching the shore
Watching the sunrise, and thinkin' there could never be more
Never be more
Anytime you want to find me
I ain't got a telephone
I'm another world away
But I always feel at home, with my



Cheap wine and a three-day growth

Lyrics of Martina McBride - Cheap Whiskey (Stereo)

Cheap Whiskey

He sits all alone in his easy chair
Staring back on his lost yesterdays
Long before he encountered the bottle
And the demons that drove her away

In his hand he is holding her photograph
Her image all tear-stained and worn
Tonight he's embracing reality
And he curses the day he was born

[Chorus]
And the darkness still echoes her warning
You can't have two loves in your life
Now the things that will haunt him
Until the day that he dies
Is the smell of cheap whiskey
And the sound of goodbye

Since the hour that she left he's been sober
And each breath that he draws makes him think
About the light of his life gone forever
When he traded her love for a drink

[Chorus]

The smell of cheap whiskey
And the sound of goodbye

Lyrics of Acid Bath - Cheap Vodka

Cheap Vodka

I blew my last five on a cheap fifth of vodka
Gonna kill somethin'
There ain't nothing gonna stop us tonight
I know about confusion
Lets start a riot
Lets start a war
Everybody that you know is a whore

Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, I don't care
If there's gonna be blood, we'll be there

I know about confusion
Turn on all the lights
So I can watch it die
I'm gonna taste some blood
Before they close my eyes
Because I got the answer
One bullet

I know... how you feel

Cut out my eyes...So I can't see
The cold thing that's swallowing me

We're meat and that's it
So lets fuck it, fuck it, fuck it

Lyrics of ZZ Top - Cheap Sunglasses

Cheap Sunglasses

When you get up in the morning and the light is hurt your head
The first thing you do when you get up out of bed
Is hit that streets a-runnin' and try to beat the masses
And go get yourself some cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Spied a little thing and I followed her all night
In a funky fine Levis and her sweater's kind of tight
She had a west coast strut that was as sweet as molasses
But what really knocked me out was her cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Now go out and get yourself some big black frames
With the glass so dark they won't even know your name
And the choice is up to you 'cause they come in two classes
Rhinestone shades or cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Lyrics of Tiger’s Nest in Bhutan - Trekking to the SPECTACULAR Monastery on a Cliff! (Final Day in Bhutan)

Cheap Plastic Buddha

I don't know what i did with
my cheap plastic buddha, i left it
in my closet, & it burnt to the ground
Why do what ya do
if it's not what's believed
if you work so hard
and don't get what's perceived
shouldn't pride hold precedence
over fortune and fame?
To some it doesn't matter
it's just winning the game

Lyrics of Skunk Anansie- Cheap Honesty

Cheap Honesty

I know too well, I know these lines, I've seen them smothered,
In sleek ridicule. A seedy smile, they think they've scored,
But I know morning comes & babes alone again, too alone again
So what can I do, with cheap honesty,
You're giving me more than I can see,
But I'm to cool to say, that I want it all my way,
Get blasted by this sincerity.
I wish I had, the streets full view,
These people screaming, through their settled loves.
So I pretend, so mellowed out, too teasing,
Weak enough to long for, home again, lovely home again

Lyrics of Cheap Day Return

Cheap Day Return

On Preston platform
Do your soft shoe shuffle dance
Brush away the cigarette ash
That's falling down your pants

And then you sadly wonder
Does the nurse treat your old man
The way she should

She made you tea
Asked for your autograph
What a laugh

Lyrics of ApologetiX Cheap Birds

Cheap Birds

You do not need to fear tomorrow
Would you still remember please
That God must keep track of sparrows
And there's so many ravens God's got to feed
But if God takes care of bluebirds
He'll bless you and me the same
'Cause I'm not cheap like a bird now
And I'm born for better things
And I'm worth more than odd change
And I'm worth more than I think
The Lord knows everything
I find faith for listenin' to Jesus- yeah yeah
When nervous feelings I can't shake
So please don't take this for granted
Cause the Lord knows all your needs
But this Bible states here in luke 12
He'll get food for me today
Cause I'm not cheap like a bird now
And I'm born for better things
And I'm worth more than odd change
And I'm worth more than I think
The Lord knows everything
The Lord helps me find the way
Oh, night and day
The Lord provides- for cheap birds, yeah


Lyrics of Cheap Beer Joint - David Wilcox

Cheap Beer Joint

Gimme a cheap beer joint
On the wrong side of town
And all you good time people gather round
Give me a toke out back
With a bouncer named Jack
And then roll me on in and sit right down
Blood on the door
Broken dreams on the floor
Ahh the people ain't always quiet and serene
But if you got the blues tonight
You can make everything all right
Just take me back
And let me drift away

Yeah
And on the day I die
When old man death says, \"Hi, David do you have any last requests?\"
I'll say, \"I know a little spot, where the music's hot, and,
And I just want to play my last respects.\"
Yeah

Lyrics of Che gelida manina from La bohème (Vocal)

Che Gelida Manina

(la boheme)(how cold your little hand is!)
Che gelida manina! se la lasci riscaldar.
cercar che giova? al buio non si trova.
ma per fortuna e una notte di luna,
e qui la luna l'abbiiamo vicina.
aspetti, signorina, le diro con due parole chi son,
chi son, e che faccio, come vivo, vuole?
chi son? chi son? son un poeta.
che cosa faccio? scrivo. e come vivo? vivo.
in poverta mia lieta scialo da gran signore
rimi ed inni d'amore.
per sogni e per chimere e per castelli in aria
l'anima ho milionaria.
talor del mio forziere ruban tutti
i gioielle due ladri: gli occhi belli.
v'entrar con voi pur ora ed i miei sogni usati,
ed i bei sogni miei tosto si dileguar!
ma il furto non m'accora poiche,
poiche v'ha preso stanza la speranza.
or che mi conoscete parlate voi.
deh parlate. chi siete? vi piaccia dir?
Synopses
it is christmas eve on paris' left bank. rodolfo is at home writing when a stranger knocks at the door. it is mimi, a neighbor, who needs to borrow a match to relight her candle. mimi is barely out the door, when she realizes she has lost her key. as they search for it, rodolfos' hand falls upon hers.
English translation
how cold your little hand is! will you let me warm it for you?
why bother looking? it's dark, and we won't find it.
it's our good luck, though, this night's filled with moonlight,
up here the moonlight could rest on our shoulders.
please wait, my dear young lady, and i will quickly tell you
who stands before you, and what i do,
how i make my living. may i?
who am i? what am i? i am a poet.
what keeps me busy? writing! and what do i live on? nothing!
in poverty i'm cheerful, i am a prince who squanders
arias and couplets of longing.
and as for hopes and dreams of love and castles-in-the-air,
miss, i am a millionaire!
my fortress could be broken in, robbed clean of the fine jewels
i store; if the theives were eyes like yours.
and now that i have seen you, all of my lovely dreaming,
all of the sweetest dreams i've dreamt, quickly have slipped away.
this theft does not upset me, because such treasures
mean nothing now that i'm rich with sweet hope!
and now that you have met me, i ask you please,
tell me, lady, who you are, i ask you please!

Lyrics of Che - Judy Collins

Che

One morning in Bolivia
The leader of the partisans and two of his companions
Were forced to flee the mountains for their lives
Through green and dusty villages they sped along the little roads
The peasants smiled and shouted as they hurried by
Jesus called out to every one \"Don't think that we are leaving,
They only tried to frighten us with guns, we shall return,\"
Continue with your work, continue with your talk
You have it in your hand to own your life to own your land
The people smiled and shouted and they ran along a little while
The stood and watched, their hands were restless and empty
The body of Jesus was in the jeep that they blew up
Before it reach the plane



The priest was proud to bless him for what there was
of him remaining in the afternoon

Continue with your work, continue with your talk
You have it in your hands to own your life to own your land
There is no one who can show you the road you should be on
They only tell you they can show you and then tomorrow they are gone

The smell of oil and incense fill the room in this adobe hut
Where on the table lies the body of a man
His face is pale and young, his beard is dark and curled
Pennies hold his eyelids from the evening light
People from the village those who knew him, those who killed him
Stand inside the door, their hands are restless and empty
They watch the priest make silent crosses in the air
And pray to God inside their hearts for their own souls

Continue with your work, continue with your talk
You have it in your hands to own your life to own your land
There is no one who can show you the road you should be on
They only tell you they can show you and then tomorrow they are gone

Lyrics of Battlelore - Khazad-Dûm Pt.2

Chazad-dum Pt. 2 (silent Caverns)

Finally free form the chains of the ages
the terror of ancient times
disregard the divine sentence
will of valar disobeyed
Silent caverns, great kingdom of stone
long ago, fulfilled with life
so many ages for the honoured mahal
now defiled by morgoth's tribe
Shadowed flames shall breath again
the fire of vengeance, the death infernal
Too greedy and weak, too deep they are heading
aule's people the folk of the stone
reaching something, the forgotten keep
chamber of the cursed demon
call of mithil charmed their hammers
the vain of silver turned red by blood
the hidden prison beneath the earth
their doom, great balrog released
dwarven warhearts fought with their fury
against this creature of hate
two dead kings and thousands of men
slain by the fiery blade
Soon it's over, alle the dwarfs defeated
the silence of the carverns stand still
orcs took the command of the caves and depths
the darklord has reached his will
Centuries went by and sauron made a mistake
he murder of thor, dwarven king
the revenge they swear, there's no other way
let the storms of war rise again
the demon rages in the dungeons of moria
sill a few went back to those caves
they didn't survive, orcs breed again
hiding from the light of the day
All was silent under the stone
until he heroes arrived
demon was slain by the wizard of grey
mithrandir one of the maiar
The last battle was fought
there were kingdoms no more
no heirs to demand their throne
one great halls by the children of aule
sill standing and never shall fall

Lyrics of Red Foley — Chattanoogie Shoe Shine Boy 1950

Chattanoogie Shoe Shine Boy

Have you ever passed the corner of Forth and Grand?
Where a little ball o' rhythm has a shoe-shine stand
People gather 'round and they clap their hands
He's a great big bundle o' joy
He pops the boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie shoe-shine boy

He charges you a nickel just to shine one shoe
He makes the oldest kind o' leather look like new
You feel as though you want to dance when he gets through
He's a great big bundle o' joy
He pops the boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie shoe-shine boy

It's a wonder that the rag don't tear
The way he makes it pop
You ought to see him fan the air
With his hoppity-hippity-hippity-hoppity-hoppity-hippity-hop



He opens up for business when the clock strikes nine
He likes to get up early when they're feelin' fine
Everybody gets a little rise 'n shine
With the great big bundle o' joy
He pops the boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie shoe-shine boy

It's a wonder that the rag don't tear
The way he makes it pop
Just listen to him fan the air
Here he goes!

He opens up for business when the clock strikes nine
He likes to get up early when they're feelin' fine
Everybody gets a little rise 'n shine
With the great big bundle o' joy
He pops the boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie shoe-shine boy

The Chattanoogie shoe-shine boy

Lyrics of Chattanooga Choo Choo

Chattanooga Choo Choo

Pardon me boy is this the Chattanooga Choo Choo
Track twenty nine boy you can give me a shine
I can't afford to board the Chattanooga Choo Choo
I've got my fare and just a trifle to spare
(You leave the Pennsylvania Station 'bout a quarter to four
Read a magazine and then you're in Baltimore
Dinner in the diner nothin' could be finer than to have your ham and eggs in Carolina)
When you hear the whistle blowin' eight to the bar
Then you know that Tennessee is not very far
Shovel all the coal in gotta keep a rollin' ooh ohh Chattanooga there you are
There's gonna be a certain party in the station
Satin and lace I used to call funny face
She's gonna cry until I tell her that I'll never roam
So Chattanooga Choo Choo won't you choo choo me home
(Chattanooga Choo Choo won't you choo choo me home)

Lyrics of Shenandoah - Yale SOBs

Chattanooga Choo Choo

Won't you choo choo me home
too too, get on board
Pardon me boys (me boy)
is this the chattanooga choo choo, track 29
why don't you give me a shine
(do wha, do wha, do wha)
i can afford to board the chattanooga choo choo
i've got my fare (got my fare)
and just a triffle to spare
(do wha, do wha, do wha)
you leave the pennsylvania station
'bout a quarter to four
read a magazine and then in for some more
dinner at the diner, nothing could be finer
then to have your ham and eggs in carolina
when you hear the whistle blowin' eight to the bar
then you know that tennesee is not very far
shovel all the coal in, gotta keep it rollin'
whoo whoo chattanooga there you are
Chattanooga, chattanooga (whoo whoo)
chattanooga, chattanooga
There's gonna be
(party) a certain party
at the station (at the station)
satin and lace (do do wha)
i used to call funny face (do wha, do wha, do wha)
she's gonna cry
untill i tell her that i'll never roam
so chattanooga choo choo
won't you choo choo me home
Pardon him boy
he's looking for the chattanooga choo choo
gotta ticket to ride aboard the choo choo train
it' take you even in the rain from nyc to tennesee
with salad glass or viennese
if you can't afford to board
a cool choo choo train
you can't complain because you're ashamed
that your afraid to take that train
Oh you can go there
when you here the whistle blowin' into the bar
you know that ole tennesee is not very far
shovel the coal, i gotta go whoo whoo
chattanooga there you are
Chattanooga, chattanooga (whoo whoo)
chattanooga, chattanooga
My little gal awaits for me to arrive
from the pennsylvania station
i got to get at home and never roam
because she's the finest girl for me
??? a lovely relation
My little gal awaits for me to arrive
(people who need people)
from the pennsylvania station
i got to get at home and never roam
(all the luckiest people)
because she's the finest girl in the world
(in the world)
You leave the pennsylvania station
'bout a quarter to four
read a magazine and then in for some more
dinner at the diner, nothing could be finer
then to have your ham and eggs in carolina
When you hear the whistle blowin' eight to the bar
then you know that tennesee is not very far
shovel all the coal in, gotta keep it rollin'
whoo whoo chattanooga there you are
There's gonna be
(party) a certain party
at the station (at the station)
satin and lace (do do do wha)
i used to call funny face (do wha, do wha, do wha)
she's gonna cry
untill i tell her that i'll never roam
so chattanooga choo choo won't you choo choo me
chattanooga choo choo won't you choo choo)
so chattanooga choo choo
won't you choo choo me home
(why don't you take a ride on)
chattanooga (choo choo)

Lyrics of Chattanooga Choo Choo - Glenn Miller

Chattanooga Choo Choo

I don't care, what you say
step aside partner, it's my day.
bend an ear and listen to my version
(ah' a really solid tennessee excursion)
Pardon me, boy
is that the chattanooga choo choo?
(yes...yes...) track twenty-nine
boy, you can gimme a shine
can you afford
to board chattanooga choo choo?
i've got my fare
and just a trifle to spare
You leave the pennsylvania station 'bout a quarter to four
read a magazine and then you're in baltimore
dinner in the diner
nothing could be finer
than to have your ham an' eggs in carolina
When you hear the whistle blowin' eight to the bar
then you know that tennessee is not very far
shovel all the coal in
gotta keep it rollin'
woo, woo, chattanooga there you are
There's gonna be
a certain party at the station
satin and lace
i used to call "funny face"
she's gonna cry
until i tell her that i'll never roam
so chattanooga choo choo
won't you choo-choo me home?
chattanooga choo choo
won't you choo-choo me home?
chattanooga choo choo

Lyrics of Glenn Miller - Chattanooga Choo Choo - Sun Valley Serenade (1941) HQ

Chattanooga Choo Choo

Pardon me boy, is that the Chattanooga Choo Choo?
Track twenty nine, boy you can gimme a shine
I can afford to board a Chattanooga Choo Choo
I've got my fare and just a trifle to spare

You leave the Pennsylvania station 'bout a quarter to four
Read a magazine and then you're in Baltimore
Dinner in the diner, nothing could be finer
Than to have your ham 'n' eggs in Carolina

When you hear the whistle blowin' eight to the bar
Then you know that Tennessee is not very far
Shovel all the coal in, gotta keep it rollin'
Woo, woo, Chattanooga, there you are

There's gonna be a certain party at the station
Satin and lace, I used to call funny face
She's gonna cry until I tell her that I'll never roam

Lyrics of Scott Weiland - Chateau Marmont Lyrics

Chateau Marmont

(s. weiland)
Ahh... california
ahh... so you know
ahh... arizona
ahh... the girl's a ho
arizona
can't breathe
california
always on your knees
believe in trouble
like me and you
i need you
sweet
on you
california
arizona
minnesota
south dakota
north dakota
i want to bring you down
i want to get you high

Lyrics of Alan Jackson - Chattahoochee (Official Music Video)

Chatahoochie

Well way down yonder on the chatahoochie,
it gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
we layed rubber on a georia asphalt,
gotta little crazy but we never got caught
down by the river on a friday night,
pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women,
never hadda plan justa livin' for the minute
Well a way down yonder on the chatahoochie,
never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
but i learned how to swim,
and i learnt who i was
alotta 'bout livin' and a little bout love
Awwwhaaaaa
Well we fogged up the windows in my old chevy,
i was willin',
but she wasn't ready
so i settled for a burger and a grape snowcone,
dropped her off early, but i didn't go home
Down by the river on a friday night,
a pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women,
never hadda plan justa livin' for the minute
Well a way down yonder on the chatahoochie,
never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
but i learned how to swim,
and i learnt who i was.
alotta 'bout livin' and a little 'bout love
Well a way down yonder on the chatahoochie
(short fiddle solo)
it gets hotter than a hoochie coochie.
(short fiddle solo)
we layed rubber on a georia asphalt,
we gotta little crazy but we never got caught
Well we fogged up the windows in my old chevy,
i was willin',
but she wasn't ready
so i settled for a burger and a grape snowcone,
i dropped her off early, but i didn't go home
Down by the river on a friday night,
a pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women,
never hadda plan justa livin' for the minute
Yeah a way down yonder on the chatahoochie,
never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
but i learned how to swim,
and i learnt who i was
alotta 'bout livin' and a little bout love
Alotta bout livin' and a little bout loooooooooove
Yeeeeeeeeaaaaaah-heeeeeeeee
That's right

Lyrics of THE RHD RX7 JUST GAINED SOME HP!!

By Love I Mean

Ran away, would of stay
but loneliness made me afraid
my heart decided and my feet obeyed
now i'm living just to love you
Day again, night again
i'm waiting for a ride again
i need to be inside again
and a friendly fire to warm me
[chorus:]
by love i mean
we'll be alone together
by love i mean
i want to spend my life with you
by love i mean
i will need or want no other
that's what i mean by love
Back again, inside again
feeling i'm alive again
got my lover, got my friend again
and i got some pride inside me
Ran away, would of stay
but loneliness made me afraid
my heart decided and my feet obeyed
now i'm living just to love you
[chorus]

Lyrics of Top 15 Scary Hidden Things in Video Games

Chasm (story Of B.k.)

I am strong, i am ready,
but i’ll gracefully decline,
because you will lose your honor,
even though i may regain mine.
cause you see, i don’t ever,
wanna see you in pain
even though you are blind,
to everything you do i vain

yeah yeah yeah yeah
I want you i’m not gonna break
i need you i’m not gonna break
i’ll get you i’m not gonna break
i love you so i’m gonna break
I am strong, i am ready,
but i’ll gracefully decline,
because i will lose my honor,
even though i may become divine.
cause you see, i always,
wanna see you in pain
because you are blind,
to everything you do i vain!
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
.
i don’t want you i’m not gonna break.
i don’t need you i’m not gonna break.
i’ll won’t get you i’m not gonna break.
i hate you so i’m gonna, break.
bridge:
you used to be great, but now your nothing,
i used to be nothing but now i’m something
How does it fell now x2
I don’t want you i’m not gonna break.
i don’t need you i’m not gonna break.
i’ll won’t get you i’m not gonna break.
i hate you so i’m gonna, break.

Lyrics of The Decemberists - When The War Came

When the war came (The Decemberists) With all the grain of babylon To cultivate to make us strong And hidden here behind the walls Are shoul...