07 April 2012
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Girl From Ipanema Goes To Greenland <b>lyrics</b>
Girl From Ipanema Goes To Greenland
Girl from Ipanema goes to Greenland
Girl from Ipanema goes to Greenland
Witch-doctors are screaming
Nymphs are dreaming
This girl's lost someone
Who is that someone
She's leaving
Girl from Ipanema goes to Greenland
Girl from Ipanema goes to Greenland
Hot latitudes, cool atitudes
She's leaving
Moon in her mirror
Chasing northern lights
She goes. Ahhh
Girl from Ipanema goes to Greenland
Remember wherever you go
There you are
Girl from Ipanema goes to Greenland
Girl from Ipanema goes to Greenland
(Repeat)
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Dry County <b>lyrics</b>
It's one of those lazy days
I've got nothing to do
Let the wind blow round my head
Let a cloud be my bed
When the blues whomp you up on the side of the head
Throw 'em to the floor and kick 'em out the door
When the blues kick you in the head
And you roll out of bed in the morning
Just sit on the porch and swing
Sit on the porch and swing
The heat of the day's got me in a haze
Those lazy days of summer are here
Chorus
Just let the breezes flow,
Through your mind,
I feel so fine
Chorus
Here come the girls up the road
What they want to do they can't do
Cause it's a... dry county
Kicking stones and laughing low
Nowhere to go. it's a dry, dry, such a dry, dry,
Dust devils blowing in your hair but what do you care
When there's nowhere to go
It's a dry, dry, county
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Dreamland <b>lyrics</b>
Meet me tonight in dreamland
Meet me tonight in dreamland
Where the things I want will come true
For in dreamland they always do
So meet me tonight in dreamland
Meet me on the path of green
Where nightmares disappear in dreams
Sleeping as one
Flowered river carries us down
To dreamland
CHORUS
In dreams
Kisses are pure as the sky is blue
In dreams
As it carries the thoughts I have of you
In dreams
Kisses are pure as the sky is blue
Dreamland, dreamland!
The wind is a perfume of blossoms that hide
>From the people who'd trample a dream such as ours
Blossoms that fall frome trees so tall
That falling is floating in heaven for hours
Trees that are towers that rise above
The bower of dreams where I lie with my love
Dreams that fly from our hearts to each other
Shared thoughts of our love under the covers
CHORUS
With kisses we are entwined
With the lillies and the vines
All on the path
Lst night I dreamed I had burning hands
Reaching for beautiful visions
And everythng was shimmering
The friends that have walked on before us
Are waiting to take us to laughter and dancing
The friends that have walked on before us
Are waiting to take us to the sky
I dreamed I was in a boat floating on air
And everything ws there
And everything was shimmering
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Dirty Back Road <b>lyrics</b>
Dirty Back Road
Wreckless drivin', like a sportscar
God I want you, like a fuel engine!
Energized line, like a road
You-oo-oo-oo--oo ride me-ee-ee-ee-ee
Like a road
You-oo-oo-oo--oo ride me-ee-ee-ee-ee
Foot on the peddle
Feet in the air
Sand in my hair
Oh, don't look back
Don't look behind you
Wreckless drivin' on
Dirty Back Road
(repeat)
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Devil In My Car <b>lyrics</b>
Devil In My Car
HELP! The devil's in my car.
HELP! The devil's in my car.
HELP! The devil's in my car.
Ho, devil's in my car, whoa please
PLEASE! Leave me alone!
We're really tearin' tar.
We're goin' 90 miles an hour.
Ho! He's drivin' me crazy.
He's drivin' me to Hell now.
He's pointing his pitchfork at me.
He's in the front seat of my car!
He's taking over!
Oo, he ripped my upholstry.
He's at the wheel,
HELP! The devil's in my car.
HELP! He's drivin' too far.
(scream!) Ooooooh!
Whoooa!
I can't lock the door,
I can't put on my safety belt.
There's nothing for me to do but yell HELP!
Devil's in my car!
I'm goin' to Hell in my old Chevrolet,
I don't know which way.
Oh, HELP! Devil's in my car!
Yeah, yeah. He's gone too far.
I won't see ya tomorrow.
I won't see ya anymore.
He's got his cloven hoof on the clutch.
Oh! Ow! I'm sitting on his tail.
Oh-Ohh, I don't wanna go to Hell.
(I don't wanna go to the devil.)
He's in my car, in my car, in my car.
Ohhhh-waaaaahhh!
The radio gives me static,
there's nothing on my CB.
Oh, HELP! the devil's in my car.
Oh, he's in my car. He's in my car.
The devil's in my car.
We're turning off the road.
Oh! Where ya taking me devil?
Oh! He's grinning door to door.
He's got his cloven hoof on the clutch.
HELP ME!
Oh, I don't wanna go to Hell.
(I don't wanna go to the devil.)
He's in my car.
Freeway to Hell.
We're burning up the road.
Freeway to Hell. (Right through the tollbooth)
We're burning up the road.
Freeway to Hell. (Right through the guardrail)
We're burning up the road.
Freeway to Hell. (Across the median)
We're burning up the road.
Freeway to Hell. (Would you slow down?)
We're burning up the road.
I've got the devil juice in my CARburater!
I've got the devil in my cigarette lighter.
I don't need no battery (I got the devil in my car).
In my car. In my car-oh!
In my car (x5)
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Detour Thru Your Mind <b>lyrics</b>
Detour Thru Your Mind
Your brain is an ever changing kaleidoscope of moods andcolours
We walk in the park but it's melting in the dark
All of a sudden your mood changes and your face looks like a cakeleft out in the rain
Is your name MacArthur Parker? Or is it Reba?
Detour thru your mind. Supersaver to your mind
We seem to float by yesterday's child. The new you. The land timeforgot and a horse with no mane
As we go further into the gloom, we chance upon a large orangeroom
A ket pops out of your nose. We open the door
And all of a sudden we realise taht we are no more
From ear to ear. From here to now
I hear another galaxy spinning around
Who am I? Where am I going? How much will it cost?
A flash of blinding light and we're in an elegantly appointeddoctor's office
It seems that Doctor Aron Butterfly wants to dip us in plasterand use us for bookends
We say to the doctore, "No. Please. No!"
And then we get the doctor's bill. What a shock!
$16,000! And all he wanted to do was dip us in plaster!
Detour thru your mind. Supersaver to your mind
Who am I? Where have I been? Where am I going? DO I need anyluggage?
(Drug-free altered mindscapetalk)
I need to leave my past behind
I need to leave my behind in the past
Backwards message: I buried my parakeet in the backyard. Oh no,you're playing the record backwards. Watch out, you might ruinyour needle.
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Detour Throw Your Mind <b>lyrics</b>
Your brain is an ever-changing kaleidoscope of moods and colors
We walk to the park, but it's melting in the dark
All of a sudden your mood changes and your face looks like a cake
Left out in the rain
Is your name macarthur parker?
Or is it reba?
Chorus
Detour through your mind, supersaver to your mind
We seem to float by yesterday's child
The new you, the land time forgot and a horse with no name
As we go further into the gloom we chance upon a large orange room
A key pops out of your nose, we open the door
And all of a sudden we realize that we are no more
From ear to ear, from the here and now
I hear another galaxy spinning around
Who am i? where am i going? how much will it cost?
A flash of blinding light and we're in an elegantly appointed doctor's office
It seems that doctor aron butterfly wants to dip us in plaster
And use us for bookends
We say to the doctor, "no, please, no!"
And then we get the doctor's bill, what a shock!
$16,000! and all he wanted to do was dip us in plaster!
Chorus
Who am i? where have i been? where am i going? do i need any luggage?
I need to leave my past behind
I need to leave my behind in the past
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Deep Sleep <b>lyrics</b>
Deep Sleep
Walking backwards into the sea
Bodies, Angels, like musical peaks
Dreamed up by you and me in our sleep
You come walking over pillows and sheets
Walking backwards into the night
Caught tight in the sheets
Our dreams entangled twisted by our heat
You come walking over pillows and sheets
It's the coldest part of the night
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Debbie <b>lyrics</b>
Debbie
The B-52's
--------------------------------------------
Radio operator to the tower
Debbie's comin' in for a landing
Oh put your head between your knees
Caused by the vibrations of love
They're about to shake me to pieces
(chorus)
Shell-shocked supersonic blonde
Hyperphonic female
Dark sunglasses on
Everyone is here to see
Her all-girl rock band
Vortex pulls me in
The vortex spits me out
Jet-eyed glitter child strappin' on a gold guitar
We witness the ultrasonic imploding exitation
Bodies exhausted in total elation
Chorus
Oh debbie
Queen of the underground
Carrying her gold guitar
The show is over
My downtown baby is headin' home
Singing a song
She's walkin' alone
She walking down the block
Now she's comin' my way
As our hearts and our dark sunglasses lock
Chorus
Every day-every day
Just a little bit wilder
Every day-every day
Just a little bit tighter
Every day-every day
Just a little bit wilder
Every day-every day
Just a little bit tighter
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Deadbeat Club <b>lyrics</b>
I was good, I could talk
A mile a minute,
On this caffeine buzz I was on
We were really hummin'
We would talk every day for hours
We belong to the deadbeat club
Anyway we can,
We're gonna find something
We'll dance in the garden
In torn sheets in the rain
We're the deadbeat club
We're the deadbeat club
Going down to Allen's for
A twenty-five cent beer
And the jukebox playing real loud,
"Ninety-six tears"
We're wild girls walkin' down the street
Wild girls and boys going out for a big time
Let's go crash that party down
In Normaltown tonight
Then we'll go skinny-dippin'
In the moonlight
We're wild girls walkin' down the street
Wild girls and boys going out for a big time
Anyway we can
We're gonna find something
We'll dance in the garden
In torn sheets in the rain
Chorus
Oh no! Here they come
The members of the deadbeat club
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Dance This Mess Around <b>lyrics</b>
Dance This Mess Around
Remember when you held my hand
Remember when you were my man
Walk talk in the name of love
Before you break my heart
Think it over, think it over
Roll it over in your mind
Why don't you dance with me
I'm not no Limburger
Just a limburger
Dance this mess around
Dance this mess around, 'round, 'round
Everybody goes to parties
They dance this mess around
They do the Shu-ga-loo
Do the Shy Tuna
Do the Camel Walk
Do the Hip-o-crit
Ah-Hippy Hippy forward Hippy Hippy
Hippy Shake, Hippy Shake
Oh-it's time to do 'em right
Hey now, don't that make you feel a whole lot better?
Huh?
I say, don't that make you feel a whole lot better
What you say?
I'm just askin'
Shake-Bake-Shake-Bake
Everybody goes to parties
They dance this mess around
They do all 16 dances
Do the Coo-ca-choo
Do the Aqua-velva
Do the Dirty Dog
Do the Escalator
Ah-Hippy Hippy forward Hippy Hippy
Hippy Shake, Hippy Shake
It's time to do 'em right
Hey! Fred, now don't that make you feel a whole lot better now?
Huh?
Say, don't that make you feel a whole lot better?
What you say?
I'm just askin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah...
Stop!
Dance on over
Yeah, yeah
Dance, dance, dance this mess around
Dance this mess around
Shake, shake-a-bake shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Dance this mess around
Yeah, yeah, yeah........
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Cosmic Thing <b>lyrics</b>
Gyrate it till you had your fill
Just like a pneumatic drill
Don't let it go down the drain
Ya better hop on the cosmic wagontrain!
Cosmic! Cosmic!
I was havin' this out-of-body experience
Saw these cosmic beings
Everywhere I went up there, they were shakin' their cosmic things
Like someone gave ya a wild goose, or a freight train with
A loose caboose
You better shake your... honeybuns! Shake your honeybuns!
Shake it till the butter melts, shake it till the butter melts
Shake that cosmic thing, shake that thing, shake it, ohhhh yeah!
Shake that thing all night long, shake it man you can't go wrong
Don't let it rest on the President's desk, rock the house!
Cosmic! Wooooo! Cosmic!
I don't need no earthquake, don't need no tidal wave!
Till night falls and day breaks, gonna shake, shake, shake!
Shake! Cosmic thang! Shake that thang! Wooo! Yeah!
Like someone gave ya a wild goose, or a freight train with
A loose caboose, ya better shake your... honeybuns!
Shake those honeybuns!
Shake that thing all night long, shake it man, ya can't go wrong
Rock the house! Rock the house!
While cruising through the ionosphere, I saw these alien beings
Everywhere I went up there, they were shakin' their alien things
I'll give you a genuine faux pearl ring if ya git on up and shake
Your... honeybuns! Shake your honeybuns!
Shake! Don't let it rest on the President's desk, rock the house!
Oh yeah! Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh! Cosmic! Wooo! Shake that thing! Cosmic!
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Communicate <b>lyrics</b>
Communicate
Let loose
Before it causes problems
Let loose
Before it tears you apart
Let loose
Let loose
You gotta reach out - Reach out and touch someone
You gotta reach out - Reach out and touch someone
Boy (Oh girl) you better communicate
Before it's too late
You better start talking
You better talk
Let loose
Before it causes problems
Let loose
Before it tears you apart
Don't bottle it up
Don't bottle it up
Like a bottle of pop
A bottle of 7-Up
You better let it
Talk from your heart and not just your brain
Talk from your heart and not just your brain
C-O-M-M-U-N-I-C-A-T-E
(Your brain that is)
C-O-M-M-U-N-I-C-A-T-E
Talk from your heart and not just your brain
Talk from your heart and not just your brain
C-O-M-M-U-N-I-C-A-T-E
(Your brain that is)
C-O-M-M-U-N-I-C-A-T-E
Channel 17 - Ho
Communicate - Ho
Communicate - Ho
Baby baby bounce it off your satellite - Yeah
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Channel Z <b>lyrics</b>
I am livin' on Channel Z
Getting nothing but static, getting nothing but static
Static in my attic from Channel Z
Getting nothing but static, getting nothing but static.
Static filling my attic from Channel Z
I don't know---I feel like something's happening
Something good is happening!
I feel love has got to come on, and I want it
Something big and lovely
I want the world to change for me! Gotta get away
Away from Z---Living on the edge of Z
Space junk---laser bombs---ozone holes
Better put up my umbrella!
Giant stacks blowin' smoke
Politicrits pushin' dope
All I know---we've got to change what's happening
Something good could happen
I feel light has got to come through---and I need it
Something big and lovely
I want the world to change for me---gotta get away---away from Z
Living on the edge of Z
Waste dumps---toxic fog---irradiate---and keep it fresh forever
Good old boys---tellin' lies
'Bout time---I got wise
Getting nothing but static
Static in my attic from Channel Z
Gotta tune in---pico waves. Gotta tune out---PCB's
Gotta tune in---market crash. Gotta tune out---polar shift
Gotta tune in---narrow minds. Gotta tune out---space junk
Gotta tune in---bombs. Gotta turn out---atomic lasers falling from the sky
Where's my umbrella?
Gonna shoot that static down the drain
Gonna put that static out of my brain
Gonna put up my antennae. FREE!
Hamburger ads!---Pop up in my head---
On the edge of Aquarius---I'm living on the edge
Secret wars!---Take my money away!
I know I feel a change is happening---Something good will happen
I feel love is coming on strong, and I want it
We can make it happen
I want the world to change for me---gotta get away---away from Z
Living on the edge of---ZZZZZZZZ
Channel Z's all static all day forever---time to open your windows,
Let in better weather
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Cake <b>lyrics</b>
Cake
Take a little, take a little nip,
take a little sip, take a little more.
Spread icing nice and thick between the layers.
Ooh let it drip down the sides. Who cares.
Done with the batter.
I am watching it drip down the sides
(If you want a better batter better beat it harder.)
I am watching it drip down the sides
I said according to my recipe, you put it on a slow bake
According to my recipe, you put it on a slow bake.
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Butterbean <b>lyrics</b>
Yeah, if you go down to Athens, G-A
And you're driving in your car
You won't get very far before
You hear people shoutin' out!
What's that?
Buterbean! Yeah!
Gramps and grannies
Kids in their teens
Junkyard dogs and campus queens
Yeah, everybody likes butterbeans
Don't you wait, don't you linger
Butterbean don't slip through my fingers
Pass me plate full, I'll be grateful
1-2-3-4
Pick 'em, hull 'em, put on the steam
That's how we fix butterbeans
(Fix 'em hot hot hot)
(Yeah, make 'em jump outta the pot)
Come here you little butterbean you come on!
Butterbean-butterbean
Butterbean-butterbean
Butterbean-butterbean
Butterbean-butterbean
Butterbean grows on the vine
Some people are fat, some people are lean
But I want you to show me the person
Who doesn't like butterbeans
Yay!
Well, you can have your yams
You can have your collard greens
BUt if you want to please little ol' me
You better fix butterbeans
Don't you wait, don't you linger
Butterbean don't slip through my fingers
Pick 'em, hull 'em, put on the steam
That's how we fix butterbeans
(Fix 'em hot hot hot)
(Yeah, make 'em jump outta the pot)
Fix 'em for me now
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Bushfire <b>lyrics</b>
On the horizon, the landscape's burning red
Bushfire---smoke in your eyes... smoke in your eyes
If you feel something, that makes you warm all over
If you got a fire and you can't put it out---got a bushfire
Rolling through a field of molten flowers
Burning in a field of molten flowers
There's a bushfire---there's a bushfire burning---yeah
Bushfire! Bushfire! Bushfire!
My mind's been going places without me lately
I need your arms to take me down, take me to the ground
But I hold back! Get away from the heat
Hold back! In my field of vision
Hold back! Baby burning---fire
Fire in a field of molten flowers,
Fire in a field of molten flowers
There's a bushfire burning---yeah.
You better hold back! Hold back!
Bushfire! Bushfire! Bushfire!
Well I'm movin' to the beat of a big bushfire
I'm dancin' to the beat of a big bushfire
And the flames are warm and getting brighter
Well everybody loves to dance around the heat and fire
Oh lightnin' strike twice
Hey everybody bask in the afterglow---Bushfire
Naked light shining over my bed, been lying here too long
I need your arms to take me down, take me to the ground
But I hold back---get away from the heat!
Hold back! In my field of vision
Hold back! I see smoke---smoke in your eyes
Bushfire! Bushfire! Bushfire!
The landscape's burning, red hot!
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Breezin' <b>lyrics</b>
I don't need a reason
I am just breezin'
Makin' changes as they come
Ain't gonna bother anyone
Give and let live
Love and be loved
We're workin' on a positive vibe
So let the love rise to the top
Up here where the breezes blow
Don't let the love flow over stop
We got to get it together
With everyone else
We caan't make it to the positive side
Without some help
Breezin'
Let's flow
Breezin'
Let's flow
I'm ready to go
I don't need a reason
I don't need a reason
I'll hold up the roof, if you steady the walls
We'll sweep the floor, fix the house
Let the waves roll through the door
Yeah I'll hold up the roof, if you steady the walls
We'll sweept the floor, fix the house
Let the waves roll through the door
Send a message put up your antennae tonight
Get the message put up your antennae tonight
We got to get it together
With everyone else
We can't make it to the positive side
Without some help
This is the turning point
The point of no return-
We got to come together!
Give and let live
Love and be loved
I don't need a reason
I'm breezin'
I don't need a reason
I'm breezin'
I'm breezin'
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Big Bird <b>lyrics</b>
There's a big bird over my house
Go away, go away
There's a big bird flying over my house
And it looks like it's decided to stay
It's making a mistake...a big mistake
Big bird
Big bird
Big bird
Big bird
I pinch myself
I think I'm not dreamng
I'm not
I hear screaming!
C'mon! Get it out now
Wants to use me to feather its nest
Now it wants the rest
It's swooping from the branch
It's swooping from the sky
Spreadin' its feathers
Cuttin' out-flying
There's a big gray bird flying over my house
What do you think I am?
I'm not a louse!
There's a big bird over my house
There's a big, big, big bird
Over my house
What's it doing?
What does it want?
I pinch myself
I think I'm dreaming
I'm not...I hear screaming!
C'mon! Let it out now
Wants to use me to feather its nest
Now it wants the rest
It's swooping from the branch
Swooping from the sky
Spreadin' its feathers
Cuttin' out-flying
There's a big gray bird circling
'Round my house
Circling 'round and 'round
Circling 'round my house
There's a big bird over my house
There's a big, big, big bird
Over my house
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Bad Influence <b>lyrics</b>
Call it bad
My bad my bad influence
Big town holds me back
Big town skinns my mind
Small minds wear me down
Spreadading salt on fertile ground
Honest pleasures now forsaken
Drastic measures to be taken
Can't accept your difference
They call it bad influence
CHORUS
Free mind, free soul
It's time for liberation to flow
Free mind, free soul
It's time so let your future unfold
Call it bad
My bad my bad influence
Break out of the mold before the mold sets in
Dangerous walls are closin' in
They twist the truth
Then give it a spin
Love's a grenade, I'll pull the pin
CHORUS
The circle is wide
Shadows flower into the light
Bad influence
Bad such a bad influence
You think I'm bad
You think I'm bad
Well I'm the most fun that you ever had
So good, so good
But people say I'm a bad influence
Wide mouths, narrow mnds
Can't accept your difference
Open season on new ideas
They call it bad influence
CHORUS
My bad my bad influence
Just a bad influence
My bad my bad influence
Call it bad
My bad my bad influence
Wide mouths with narrow minds
Narrow minds, creak and grind
Rally to a peaceful sound
Let the barriers tumble down
My bad my bad influence
My bad my bad influence
Break out of the mold before the mold sets in
Dangerous walls are closin' in
They twist the truth
Then give it a spin
If love's a grenade, better pull the pin!
Call it bad
My bad my bad influence
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> Ain't It A Shame <b>lyrics</b>
Ain't it a Shame
Flying saucers could land
And it wouldn't make much difference to my man
I could walk aboad and thank the lord
And leave this damn town in seconds flat
Check my bags and never come back
CHORUS
Oh, our love is
Like a fuse that's burned out
Oh, our love is
Like a fuse that's burned out
Oh, I've been unkind
Not like you
Ain't I ashamed
Being misused
CHORUS
I liked your Chevy Duster
I liked your brand new trailer
I liked your colour TV
But you looked at that colour TV
More than me
More than me
CHORUS
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> 6060-842 <b>lyrics</b>
6060-842
6060-842!
Tina went to the Lady's room
Saw written on the wall
"If you'd like a very nice time
Just give this number a call"
It was 6060-842
606 and I'm waitin' for you
6060-842
606 and I'm waitin' for you
Tina reached in her pocketbook
Pulled out a thin dime
Dropped it in the phone slot
Prayin' she'd get the line
It was 6060-842
606 and I'm waitin' for you
6060-842
606 and I'm waitin' for you
Dial the number to call
Get no answer at all
Dime's in the slot
Ready to trot
Uh, 6060-842
I've been tryin' all day
And I'm makin' no headway
Operator, what's wrong?
I dial stupid number all day long
Operator said,
Your number's been disconnected (x4)
Hello?
I'm sorry
(x3)
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> 53 Miles West Of Venus <b>lyrics</b>
53 Miles West of Venus
53 miles west of venus
53 miles west of venus
53 miles west of venus
53 miles west of venus
(Repeat 2x)
B 52s <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B-52s</b> 52 Girls <b>lyrics</b>
52 Girls
Effie, Madge and Mabel and Biddie
See them on the beach
Or in New York City
Tina, Louise and Hazel and Mavis
Can you name, name, name, name them today
Can you name, name, name, name them today
Wanda and Janet and Ronnie and Reba-o-o-o
These are the girls of the USA
The principal girls of the USA
Can you name, name, name, name them today
Can you name, name, name, name them today
O-o-o Kate, Kate and Cindy and Crystal and Candy
Mercedes and Joan, Betty and Brenda
Suzie and Anita and Phoebe and Jack Jackie-o
These are the girls of the USA
The principal girls of the USA
Can you name, name, name, name them today (x2)
Can you name, name, name, name
B <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B</b> VISION OF A KISS <b>lyrics</b>
I wish to see your lips
Parting like the waves of silence and mystery
I've got a curious love-for you!
Ever since we met I'm so impressed with you
Ever since we met
I've been so impressed!
CHORUS
I'm havin' a vision
I'm havin' a vision
I can't wait forever-(I can't wait, I can't wait)
I'm havin' a vision of a kiss from your sweet lips
But I can wait 'till the twelfth of never
Don't shatter the vision
Don't shatter the vision
The burning vision of a kiss from your sweet lips
Been lonely for so long
My life jumped the track
Broken clock on the wall says I should head back
But the vision holds me
The vision holds me
Lost in a vision of a kiss from your sweet lips
Every time you speak
A pearl falls in my cup
You turn away, the pearl melts before I drink it up
No-don't shatter the vision
Don't shatter the vision
Lost in a vision of a kiss from your sweet lips
CHORUS
Srong windd is blowin' me down
To the center of town
Come on, seize the wilderness of the moment
Feel the movement of the moon-
swans fly with wings wide open to the sky
Like a wild wave of birds goin' by
I know our souls will fly!
Things are out of focus
My face is wet with sweat
Though I've only seen you once
Just see how shaky I get
Would you even notice?
Would you even care?
I f you knew that every day I'm sitting there
CHORUS
Vision of a kiss
A vision
A vision
A vision
A vision of a kiss
CHORUS
Every time you speak
A pearl falls in my cup
You turn away, the pearl melts before I drink it up
The mystery unfolds...
B <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B</b> The Hemp Museum <b>lyrics</b>
Take you out a place
Where me and the homeboys ya know?
We get together you know what I'm sayin?
We might uh, shoot some pool, play a little dominoes
Call a few tenders over
I kick it in the Bay
You know where I stay
The V A to the Double L
The homey flossin in the V-12
So when you comin' to kick with it
With the Sick Wid It
You bring the whole team
When you hit magazine
Like the other day a car low from E-P-A
Came through with some Hennesey and Alize
I'm on the corner gettin' burnt with the chili mac
They hit the block in a dark blue ville 'lac
Wassup wit y'all?
Nuthin, tryin' to get it jumpin'
And it's the first can we go to the mall or sumthin'?
I got to laughin' but now I was pimp the baby(?)
Lookin' like she want to tongue kiss my Mercedes
I got a spot where we all can go kick it at
We got the bomb and y'all got the Cognac
Don't even trip I got a click and I want you to meet 'em
Once we make this left we to the Hemp Museum
Chorus:
Grab your sex and your beach
Hit some corners let's get keyed
The Hemp Museum
The Hemp Museum
Got my drank and my blunt
Check that bullshit don't be no punk
The Hemp Museum
The Hemp Museum
I'm sittin' real low tip toen' the block
I watch they mouth drop as I hit the lot
Now peep the plot
The gates open up slowly got they eyes on it
Spotizotic 'cuz I spent the M5 on it
You ladies help y'all self and pour the do it fluid
While I break down the pound and manicure it
Al Greens with the Victor Barons got her starin'
Tryin to get her out here Donna Karan
Uh...I'm callin all top notches
Homies with the rolex
Watches slide through
Like the thing to do
We're all players
No square be allowed in the house of hemp
We campaigns like the President
I got four or five dank rooms
Big screens with playstations
Wet bar, perculation
A vacation?
No, more like the Mardi Gras
With hurricanes and thangs that you ain't ever saw
Chorus:
Grab your sex and your beach
Hit some corners let's get keyed
The Hemp Museum
The Hemp Museum
Got my drank and my blunt
Check that bullshit don't be no punk
The Hemp Museum
The Hemp Museum
I'm seeing 'stangs in the game of the young stages
But I'm a hog like the pig on Momma day
Proked out today was a good day
A baby Freaknik jumped off in the bay
I told baby maybe later on we can chill
And we can meet at the Denny's up at ???ville
But as for now your playa patna gettin' hot
And a quarter mile runners linin' up at the light
They gettin' tight and I got G's off in the Nova
A big block and I'm hot
I'm trynna told ya
Mini mart turned side show
Tear 'em off no need for the nitro
I'm known to give it from the gate like every time
Make the 6-8 skip and walk the line
I got a dime in the pink if you down to see it
And we be posted at the Hemp Museum
Chorus:
X2
Grab your sex and your beach
Hit some corners let's get keyed
The Hemp Museum
The Hemp Museum
Got my drank and my blunt
Check that bullshit don't be no punk
The Hemp Museum
The Hemp Museum
B <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B</b> TELL IT LIKE IT T I IS <b>lyrics</b>
Doin' it right, day and night
Doin' it right, day and night
Doin' it right, day and night
Yeah, tell it, tell it, tell it like it T-I-Is
I gotta feel it
You gotta move it
You gotta move it, move it, move it
To the deep, deep rhythm
Tell it, tell it, tell it like it T-I-is
Seems like things are gettin' so bad
That you can smell it
Yeah, so open those eyes
And get the real picture
It's time to tell it
I wanna talk, baby
I wanna say something
I've got to tell it like it
T-IE-IE-IE-I is
CHORUS
Tell it, tell it, tell it, like it T-I-is
Like it T-I-isTell it, tell it, tell it, like it T-I-is
Like it T-I-is
Tell it, tell it, tell it, like it T-I-is
Like it T-I-is
Tell it, tell it, tell it, like it T-I-is
Like it T-I-is
Whoahh!
Tell it, tell it
I've got to tell it
I want to tell it-whoo!
You got me talkin'
I wanna say something
Got me talkin'
I wanna say somethin'-yeah!
If you're looking for a moving sidewalk
Dreamin' 'bout a monorail to take you away
Well, the day is now,
And her's the biz-
You better get the real picture
Tell it like it T-I-is
I'm spinnin' to the rhythm of the earth
And the ocean
See the situation
Oh what a sight
I wanna talk, baby
I wanna say somethng
I've got to tell it like it is
T-IE-IE-IE-is
Like it T-I-is
CHORUS
Ooh, don't upset
The balance of your nature
Make the jump when the coast is clear
Ooh, don't upset
The balance of your nature
Reach the level above your fears
Can you feel the movement
Hear the untamed melody
Tell it like it is and was and
Always should be-yeah!
Like it is and was, and always should be
Is and was, and always should be
Is and was, and always should be
Is and was, and always should be
Tell it, tell it
I've got to tell
I wanna tell it-whoo!
You got me talkin'
I wanna say something'
Got me talkin'
I wanna say somethin'
Tell it Tell it Tell it Tell it
Tell it Tell it Tell it Tell it
Tell it Tell it Tell it Tell it
Tell it Tell it Tell it Tell it
Like it T-I-is
T-I-is!
B <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B</b> REVOLUTION EARTH <b>lyrics</b>
Endless distance
Wildlife and stars
Blanket the night
You lying beside me, darling
Eyes wide open
While the wide arc of the globe is turning
We feel it moving through the dark
Hear the hills
Scrape the sky
And our eyes fill with the falling sparks
Then we know that we're alive
If we weren't
Sure before
I reach for you by my side and soar
Revolution Earth
On gliding fireworks
Revolution Earth
Rolling under us
The world is turning on gliding fireworks
You beside me
Revolution Earth
Frost on the jungle vine
Melting in sunshine (in summer time)
Snow on the mountain top
Piling high in loving cups!
Then we know that we're alive
If we weren't
Sure before
I reach for you by my side and soar
Revolution Earth
On gliding fireworks
Revolution Earth
Rolling under us
High above on gliding fireworks
You beside me
Revolution Earth
(Whew!)
You flying beside me, darling
Eyes open wide (eyes open wide)
On a voyage between dusk and dawn
Space and time
Then we know that we're alive
If we weren't
Sure before
I reach for you by my side and soar
Revolution Earth
On gliding fireworks
Revolution Earth
Rolling under us
The world is turning on gliding fireworks
You beside me
Revolution - Revolution Earth
On gliding fireworks
Revolution Earth
Rolling under us
High above on gliding fireworks
You beside me
Revolution Earth
do do do-do do do
do do do-do-do do do
do do do-do do do
do do do-do-do do do
do do do-do do do
do do do-do-do do do
B <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B</b> Rap Superstar <b>lyrics</b>
Eminem Speaking)
Most people don't see how much work is really involved in this rap shit
I didn't know it
I didn't see it
I never saw it until i was actually in it
You really gotta be in it
To understand what its like
But you always gotta
People always gotta see your smile
You always gotta put on that fake
You know what i'm sayin
No matter what u just been through
(B-Real)
So you wanna be a rap superstar
And live large a big house
5 cars
The rent charged
Comin up in the world
Don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
(B-Real)
I remember the days when i was a young kid growin up
Lookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up
To rock crowds make money
Chill wit the honies
Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me
Shits funny
How impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it
Never the less you gotta go for the gusto
But you don't know about the blood sweat and tears and losin some of your peers
And losin some of your self
Music has past gone by
Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy
Egomaniac in the brainiac
Don't know how to act
Shits deep
48 tracks
Studio gangsta mack
Sign a deal emcees wanna make a mill
But never will
Till he crosses over still
Feelin no hate
But fantasies come wit these
Just to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese
You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz
And take shit from people who don't know what it is
I wish it was all fun and games
But the price of fame is high
And some can't pay to play
Trapped in what you rappin about
Tell me what happened when you lost clout
The rout you took started collapsing
No fans
No fame
No respect
No change
No women
And everyone shits on your name
(Chorus)
So you wanna be a rap superstar
And live large
A big house
5 cars
The rent charged
Comin up in the world don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
To be a rap superstar
And live large
A big house
5 cars
The rent charged
Comin up in the world don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
(Noreaga Speaking)
When you sign to a record label
You don't know you sign your life over
And these whiteboys don't care about you
Cuz the minute you fall off
They'll find another Noreaga
And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga
And they'll find another B-Real
So you need to just keep
Stack your chips up
Do what you gotta do while your hot
And mafuckin get out the game
Stick to the drug game
And the drug game is even worse
Because if someone jerks you
You can shoot em and kill me
But in this game if someone jerks you
You gotta be humble
(Eminem Speaking)
No matter what you just been through
Shit has gotta be right
You gotta approach people
You gotta be on the up and up
And everything gotta be all good
When you see someone slap hands with em
You know what i'm sayin give em a pound
Or whatever it is
But you always gotta act like it ain't shit
(Chorus)
(B-Real)
My own son don't know me
Sittin up in the hotel room lonley
But I thank god I'm wit my homies
But sometimes I wish I was back home
But only no radio or videos
Cuz they show me no love
The phony gotta hit the road slowly
So the record gets pushed by sony
I'm in the middle like monie
And the press say that
My own people disowned me
And the best way back
Is to keep your head straight
Never inflate the cranium
Your crew worried about them honies at the paladium
Who just wanna cling on swing on
And so on and go on and fall off
The hoes fall off
To the next rap superstar
Wit no shame give him a year
And they'll be right out the game
The same as the last one
Who came before him
Gained fame
Started gettin ignored
I warned him
Assured him
This ain't easy take it from weezy
Sleezy people wanna be cheesey
They talkin evil
(Chorus
B <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B</b> Niggaz Get They Wig Split <b>lyrics</b>
Featuring C-Bo, Celly Cel]
B-Legit:
Bitch I got beam like Scotty
Leave you spotty
When I point this aim at your brain
And leave them hollow thangs in your body
Lodi-dodi I drinks Bacardi
Gets dick hard drunk
When I'm off that skunk punk
And you don't wanna dance tingo tango
I let my left right mingle mangle
To your jaw southpaw
It oughta be a law against these thangs I throw
About to lay some shit down with Celly Cel and Bo
From the Garden Blocc
Hillside got they Glock
Mack 10's
Mobb shit'll neva end
I'm tryin' to have it all
So I ball 'till I'm gold
Mobbin' through a sixty usin' cruise control
C-Bo:
I'm fuckin' wit that click nigga
That big nigga on the block
With Glocks, Rag Tops
Cut thangs on them gold knocks
Better watch your back 'cuz we strapped with teks
Push up in a blue Lex'
And dump caps to your neck
Mobb shit
Bustaz all die
Leather trench
Brim and two nines
Costume of a killa
At your bed side holdin' on two millas
Uggh we bust them teks close range
Livin' estranged
Called insane
'Cuz when it's on it's on site no matter night or day
And you can't fuck wit these
Get smothered with a half a key
Bitch
Celly Cel:
Give me the ball and I'ma fill the lane like 'Fenney
Hardaway 'cuz I'm out to get every penny
Any nigga disrespectin' when I'm checkin' for my scrilla
I know'm stilla wig splittin' killa ain't no realla
Nigga realla than me
Mobbin' through your hood and takin' heads
Slumpin' hangin out the windows dumpin'
And shakin' 'Feds
So mind your own
Cross the line and see how quick they gone
Head blown decapitated caught slippin' in my zone
Fuckin' with this Mobb shit
Niggaz get they wig split
C-Bo:
Uggh it's the murder man posted at the front door
And when they comes I dumps with both four-four's
Letin' 'em have it 'cuz I'm static
Dumpin the grass
Killed his ass
And then kneel down and get my last laugh
Punk bitch shouldn't have tripped
Now he lay dead in the ditch
Ass ripped
Suckin' on his own dick
Money talk
Bullshit walk
Fool this ain't no sunshine
Three killas
One garden blocc, two hillside
B-Legit:
This shit's fucked and I am tag teamin' with the murder man
And that'll hurt a man
Niggaz doin' dirt and
All you got to do is hop your ass in my 'Cut
We'll be back tomorrow mornin'
Cell, you comin' or what?
I got this gut feelin'
About to make the killin' for a livin'
The contract said the nigga wore a wire tap
And they want him dead
A hundred G's for his head
And leave a bloody glove down where that body bled
Celly Cel:
Red rum is what I'm hummin' as I hit the fence
Homicide looked for prints but found no evidence
Stuffed his head in the duffel bag and zipped it up
Them ballas want to see his face before they break us off a cut
There it is cashed him like some chips at Reno
Slid us a briefcase full of crispy ass C-Notes
Made the hit
Got the scrilla
Gone without a trace
B behind the wheel
And Bo Loc cuffed to the briefcase
Yo' nigga Cell got the chopper 'case they on my trail
If it's a tail then I'ma leave a 50 empty shells
Pistol smokin'
These niggaz know we ain't no jokin'
Split up the tokens
And I'm back in the hood loccin'
Fuckin' with this Mobb shit
Niggaz get they wig split
B-Legit:
Yeah, like a real hillside strangler, yola slanger, tryin to get a
buck but if I'm fucked in the gas chamber.
The autopsy red, them niggaz had some heat fo yo ass.
And never leave your block without your glock, clip and mask.
Haters hatin but its all game related and that's what we do bitch
B <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B</b> Neva Bite <b>lyrics</b>
Featuring Kaveo]
Yeah, now this is here is something that you never ever in life do
You know
It goes down in my click the dogs they all simmer
At the same time , 96 to the hard top brandy wine
Gettin' mine in a big fashion
11 pounds in the back of the Volvo wagon
Money long like the perm on the superbad
And hella fools in the game is all what you had
Mail, the brew, it got me evil wit the 6
So I'm riding wit my peepers
I'm on the block and the new booties don't know me
Coming through buyin' 50 sacks from the homie
I'm on the cony, mug got 'em in suspense
Peace sign cause they peep my gauge on the fence
Common sense if you niggas had a little of it
And didn't know me, your ass in the middle of it
You understand that I'm the man that'll bleed ya
Never bite the hand that feed ya
(Kaveo)
Now you see, some of you niggas is in it for the glory
And not for the story
(B-Legit)
Never bit the hand that feed ya
(Kaveo)
So we gone hang out these nuts and teach you new bucks how to ...
(B-Legit)
Never bite the hand that feed ya
(Kaveo)
And at the same time crease your brain wit a heavy start to this game
(B-Legit)
Never bit the hand that feed ya
(Kaveo)
Cause shit don't quit, we know the poplockin' mix 17 for the twix
It's for the scrilla, love to count the notes
Me and my folks landcruise to the boat then we all smoke
Vegas, on the Sega we chopping game
And they tell me fool talkin bad on my name
Claim he the one that made a nigga all his paper
And if you quit than it ain't no B-Legit
Heard the shit and I was quik to cut his ass off
Shit it did it first time that you took a loss
But I didn't matter fact, I let you breathe
But you ain't nathen but a trick up a nigga sleeve
I charge a high price, I said the shit was ice
Candy clean but I sold you a dream
And than you think I'm the one to get over on
Don't let me catch you comin' in and out a nigga's zone
Cause Imma buck ya, fuck ya, I don't need ya
Never bite the hand that feed ya
(Kaveo)
You lame motherfucker
Boy don't you know I got enough blow to make it snow
(B-Legit)
Never bite the hand that feed ya
(Kaveo)
Cause Snowwhite is the flavor they save up here neighbour
(B-Legit)
Never bite the hand that feed ya
(Kaveo)
So don't you driwwle that swiwwle round here, nigga
(B-Legit)
Never bite the hand that feed ya
(Kaveo)
And if ya thinkin' about breathin' Imma keep feedin' and uuuh
(B-Legit)
Never bit the hand that feed ya
Now I done been around the world once or twice
In every state I done seem to escape vice
Knock bitches and peel the head of a ...
And baby girl got a ass just like her mama
And what would it take to get your ass out to Cali
Where niggas knock dubs off in the alley
A plane ticket, roundtrip to the Bay
A rental car and a cool ass place to stay
Now where you lay, I consider that my under spot
So don't tell a soul cause I don't want it hot
The first year she got she was out makin' friends
And when she really need to be out makin' endz
A close folk, shit got cut short
So get your thangs, bitch you headed for the airport
And it's a shame I ain't even get a chance to spread ya
But you bit the hand that fed ya
(Kaveo)
Bitch, how many niggas on my team can get ate
For a trip to the Golden State
(B-Legit)
Never bite the hand that feed ya
(Kaveo)
Hoe, it could be kosher, as long as my mail is in motion
(B-Legit)
Never bite the hand that feed ya
(Kaveo)
This ain't true to there so beware
Cause Imma run ya till ya pay ya fare
(B-Legit)
Never bite the hand thad feed ya
(Kaveo)
And if you can't find yourself or loose yourself
On the next thang
Cause Imma keep my composure and stay high on this dohja
Ain't no sweat of my back cause the tramp played her self like a batch
And if you think I ... Imma show you what a mack look like
B <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B</b> Gotta Buy Your Dope From Us <b>lyrics</b>
Featuring C-Bo, Little Bruce]
Little Bruce:
I got Now and Later, bubble gum and sour candies
With a trunk load of cookies like Amos and Andy
Got the bud from Hershey and Mr. M&M
And me and Willy Wonka is old school friends
It's the american dream
On the triple beam
Little Bruce got the bomb ass cookies and cream
And I'm servin' more kids than Chuck E. Cheese
And a german chocolate cake'll cost you 16 G's
B-Legit:
It's the big time billa
Sucka side killa
Real about the fetti
No Ben baby??
Got a truck load baby for the hillside ride
Bombbay all the way from the Bay we slide
Through your hood
Gettin' off our goods
Fiendin' for a knot
We put it in the box
We got a brand new batch
And we put in the smash
Better get it 'cuz we sellin' out fast
Chorus:
You gotta buy dope from us
You gotta buy dope from us
You gotta buy dope from us
If you wanna ball please
If you wanna stack cheese
You gotta buy dope from us
B-Legit:
I got variety packs
Hits so fat
And that's platinum status
I'ma let you have it
It's on for a little bit or nathin' at all
I'm going wholesale
I needs mail from all
C-Bo:
Suitcase full of G's
400SC
It's the candy man with all the cream
I put the candy on the triple beam
The ziplock baggies
Distributin' to the nation to have your whole crew cavied
Now fools want to blast me because I'm ballin'
'Cuz got more cream than 31 flavors at Baskin Robbins
Slangin' thangs for 16 9 for half
Got ya flyin' to the Westside to double up your cash
Little Bruce:
I'm playin' chase with the FEDS
And got the DA's pissed
They raided my spot
Shot both my Pits'
While I was in Atlanta smokin Swisher Sweets loungin'
Countin' hundred thousand in the Lexus clowin'
Chorus
You gotta buy dope from us
You gotta buy dope from us
You gotta buy dope from us
If you wanna ball please
If you wanna stack cheese
You gotta buy dope from us
Answering Machine:
What's happening?
You reached Sik Wid It slash Jive.
Leave your name and number at tone.
I'll get writ back at you.
Playa, we at the All-Star game in San Antonio.
You and Bruce meet us here and don't to forget to bring it.
Little Bruce:
I hit the All-Star game with a thang my back pack
And on no train we rollin' nice ass Cadillacs
The north star system on 100 spoke Daytons
I smokes big with Reider and Gary Payton
Behind the back door where ballers be livin'
Transactions on nation-wide television
C-Bo:
I'm down to make cheese
Slangin' straight cream
In the land of milk and honey
On a mission about the money
Breakin' down in quarters
Saran wrappin' acorss the border
In my 500 Ben behind the '96 Explorer
B-Legit:
I pull the keys out my pocket
And I started to G
Bo-Loc back seat strapped down with heat
Track after track
Unit after unit
Runnin' straight through it
It ain't nothin' to it
It's kind of like me sprung out on doves
And when you buy dope you better but it from us
Chorus:
You gotta buy dope from us
You gotta buy dope from us
You gotta buy dope from us
If you wanna ball please
If you wanna stack cheese
You gotta buy dope from us
B <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B</b> GOOD STUFF <b>lyrics</b>
Brrrr!
All right
Bum bum-Bum bum (in combinations)
Ooo baby!
What?
How about givin' me some of that good stuff
Well...
Here it 'tis
Here it 'tis
Here it 'tis
Here it 'tis
Are you lookin' for it?
Are you lookin' for it?
You'll hear it from me
Good stuff baby
Do you want it?
Do you know how to get it?
That good stuff baby
Good good stuff
I got sincerity that's bonifide
And a heart so fine it's certified
So let your good stuff rain down on me
Your dang good stuff that's true and tried
Are you lookin' for it?
Are you lookin' for it?
You'll hear it from me
Good stuff baby
Do you want it?
Do you know how to get it?
That good stuff baby
Good good stuff
What's the use of gettin' if you ain't sharin'
My eyes are strainin' from all the starin'
You've become my magnificent obsession
So how's about joinin' my lovin' session?
Are you ready? I'm ready
Are you ready? Uh yeah
Are you ready for this? I guess so
Come on baby
Say whoa!
Take me down where the love honey flows
Kiss you nice, nibble your toes
Take me down where the good stuff grows
Love you nice, tickle your nose
Good stuff, gimmie some of that good stuff
Good stuff, gimmie some of that good stuff
Good stuff, gimmie some of that good stuff
Good stuff, gimmie some of that good stuff
The big dipper sure ain't big enough
To hold all of your dang good stuff
So let the people say we're down right nasty
I just say we're down right
That good stuff that I am seekin'
It's got me peakin' and it's got me freakin'
Watch my lips I am speakin'
It's got me trickin' and it's got me treatin'!
I got sincerity that's bonifide
So come on now and let your good stuff rain down on me
(Take me down)
I want the stuff
(Take me up)
That's tried and true
Take me to the place they have the good stuff
Yeah
Take me down where the love honey flows
Kiss you nice, nibble your toes
Take me down where the good stuff grows
Love you nice, tickle your nose
Take me down where the love honey flows Kiss you nice, nibble your toes
Take me down where the good stuff grows
Love you nice, tickle your nose
Good stuff, gimmie some of that good stuff
Good stuff, gimmie some of that good stuff
Good stuff, gimmie some of that good stuff
Good stuff, gimmie some of that good stuff
Don't leave me hangin'
I wanna be dangin'
With your dang good stuff!
Don't leave me hangin'
I wanna be dangin'
With your dang good stuff!
Hey ladies, do you want it? yeah!
Hey fellas, you got to have it, yeah!
Gonna wallow in the lovin' hollow
Gonna wallow in your dang good stuff!
Gonna wallow in the lovin' hollow
Gonna wallow in your dang good stuff!
Hey ladies, do you want it? yeah!
Hey fellas, you got to have it, yeah!
That good good good good good good good stuff!
That good good good good good good good stuff!
B <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B</b> Ghetto Smile <b>lyrics</b>
Featuring Daryl Hall]
A young hog in the hood playin' chase
Smile on his face
Havin' fun 'cuz it ain't nothin' like this place
And you don't wanna race
Fool I got the new ones on
And we can run from the corner to the Newman's home
And after that we goin' go raid the plum tree
And stick ball down where those bos be
Mom's got the door open bumpin' Marvin Gaye
Let's get it on all day everyday
At night I pray
Lord just let me make it
And if I die before I wake then my soul you take it
Never fake it
My older brother taught me game
And sometimes even let the young soldier hang
As a loc
My only duty was to soak
And pass it on to my comrads and closest folks
All friends I knew about it as a child
I stood proud have you ever seen a ghetto smile?
I'm at the junior high actin bad at the dance
The slow jam got me with a woody in my pants
And my baby with me
Her Momma used to babysit me
And back then she was just plain old pretty
But nowadays it seems that she done grown
Jeans fitting and her perm gotta hella long
Would I be wrong if I whisper and take her down
And maybe play housesitter with her like the Pound
It's goin' down about now in the Northern Bay
The OG's put it down and make they pay
Flip a 6-8 'stang with the blew out braids
The only homey in the hood ridin' on thangs
And as I peep it thangs have got a little deeper
And everybody and their Momma done bought a beeper
And then they post on the lake gettin' loose and wild
You know the scene it's the ghetto smile
At 18 I graduated and now I'm grown
About time for the dog to get his own bone
I left home got a condo out on Quailridge
And like a king is how this young playa live
Swimmin' parties in the pool with my dope to roll
Wasn't trippin' off nathin' we was all folks
Hillside in the house and we gettin' perved
Freestylin' gettin' on my neighbor's nerves
I love the hood so everyday I'm back to visit
And swoop the young so that they can come through and kick it
And peep the game just as I did as a kid
And watch the savage get his cabbage and place his bid
And even though we fight we still remain game tight
Handle business and always open for fogiveness
It ain't nothin' like a homey you ain't seen in awhile
So when you meet him greet him with that ghetto smile
B <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B</b> Gets Down Like That <b>lyrics</b>
Featuring Big Bone, D-Day]
B-Legit:
I clear the corners like homers with the bass is strong(?)
They can't stand to see me with it so I fakes no funk
No punk in my bloodline
Just killas and shit
Ride to town like the biggest dope dealers with grip, bitch
It ain't easy being wealthy
Staying healthy
Knowing sucka muthufuckas they want to melt me
But I ain't ice cream, butter, or the cheddar cheese
You better peep the Berreta of a nigga sleep
Big Bone:
'Cuz they be knowin' about the city that I'm comin out of
Check your shit
You might come up short of your hefty grip
We nightcrawlers straight underground
Jackin' you for your shit nigga
What you gonna do now
When you see us niggas comin' through
Grab your bitch and your kids
We want 'em too
Yeah, 'cuz playaz come out when it's sunny
But when night time comes
Those playaz turn into gangstas and get they money
D-Day:
All the time I'm pumpin dope
For those who underestimate the propa shit
And won't quit until I accumulate the propa grip
So don't trip
As we get with these fools who thought they knew
From the gate
Keep it straight when fuckin' with my crew
'Cuz I'll be going up out my way to keep this shit straight
Mobb down about the town like a pancake
Earthquake I'm shakin 'em up like my hurricane
Applying pressure whenever and it's a damn shame
Chorus(X2)
We spit the superfly shit
Makin' a bitch say hey
Them Sick Wid' It niggas get they cash money
We keep them pistols and gats
Down for peelin' them caps
'Cuz them niggas from my camp get's down like that
D-Day:
Keep on hearin' niggaz hollin 'bout they ass gotta go
And where they gotta be
One more time I kick rhymes and they don't wanna see
Do Rae Me
Rippin' shit on this M-I-C
Down with two more muthafuckas
Who finna spit it see
Big Bone:
Fuckin with this rap could be bubblelicous
Clear the industry of guppies and goldfishes
We spit the super fly raps
Makin' a bitch say shit
Who the fuck could it be
A-1 and B-Legit
B-Legit:
They got me twisted as hell
It seems I see some females
Some long ass weaves guess jeans and lee nails
But I can't tell
The corbel ain't got me brainy
Bitches all stuck to my paint 'cuz I'm candy
Hand me the muthafuckin' blunt ba-by
I do's a bird 35 down I-Eigh-ty
I'm tryin' to get this bitch to the show now
Oh you know it go down
Fuckin with the t-nown bitch
Chorus(X2)
We spit the superfly shit
Makin' a bitch say hey
Them Sick Wid' It niggas get they cash money
We keep them pistols and gats
Down for peelin' them caps
'Cuz them niggas from my camp get's down like that
Big Bone:
I'm clowin' muthafuckas givin' 'em away
Got your whole block flooded with meth and yay
Tell the asian man I'm on my way
I need major hook
Niggas hog moggin'
Tryin' to keep the whole book
But it don't go down like that
I bring the heat
Leave a nigga relaxing in his front seat
Head back like he asleep
With the reak of a muddy lake
Caught a man code 3 bring the yellow tape
D-Day:
As I get in where I fit in
Some funky ass shit
Down with niggas in my click
To let 'em know who they be fuckin' wit'
Got the shit locked down like up in SQ
Comin' new in '96 is what you best do
I test 1,2 and then I straight run through
Up in the V-A double where you best come true
'Cuz I'll be choppin' up on this game like a ginsu
And all you bitches and tricks know what a nigga like me into
B-Legit:
Some thousand gram units with the cash around 'em
I'll pour 'em out the window
And the task they found 'em
They try to get a nigga
But it's too much scratch
And fools from my camp get's down like that
Chorus(X4)
We spit the superfly shit
Makin' a bitch say hey
Them Sick Wid' It niggas get they cash money
We keep them pistols and gats
Down for peelin' them caps
Cuz them niggas from my camp get's down like that
B <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B</b> For So Long <b>lyrics</b>
B-Legit:
So much mail I can hardly spend it
VS lumps in my rolex pendent
Shit been spending for the past ten years
Face done escaped all tatooed tears
I guess I can only thank the Lord for that
'Cuz shit was gettin' hectice tryin' to get my scratch
If it wasn't them one time penelopes
It was coward ass niggaz tryin' to take my G's
When I first started out I was broke as a bitch
Grew up in the slums wouldn't trade it for shit
'Cuz the niggaz that was rich when I was poor
Is now on blow and comin' through buyin fat 2-0
See they spend it with me
But pretendin' to be
On the grind
Tryin' to get a stack like mine
But now I'm knowin'
Pockets growin'
And when it's snowin'
???????
Yo' nigga can't lie I was livin' it up
The rule of big pimpin' now my '70 Cut'
I probably hit the park drinkin on Bo's berry
Slammin' Rick James 'cuz I'm in love with Mary
You can't be scary if you want your scrill
Pack you steel
Nigga kill at will
Guard your grille
'Cuz if you real
Then it's on
I'm talkin' so long
X4
Oh so long making my revi's
So many playas comin' up in the game
And everybody got a sack of rock cocaine
Mobb car drivin'
Condo livin'
And every fuckin' day was just like Thanksgiving
The city where I'm from is getting so damn cold
Niggaz outta control
At 16 years old
Them young muthafuckas ain't givin' a fuck
They tryin' to get a buck
And get some hair on their nuts
The savage ass grind starting takin' my mind
A nigga came through with all new tec-9's
Semi-automatic with extended clips
A chopper every nigga down with my click
Neighborhood funkin'
Mail's on slow
It's barely comin' through
And all I'm sellin is O's
I ride high performance when it gets like this
Electric everything, racing cam and kits
I'm livin' on the edge but I'm lovin' the high
I'm either goin' down or I'm goin' die
Hot ones echo through the geto limp
Put the tip out the window let the AK spit
They just caught my homey with a pound of crack
Plus the other day they said he robbed a bank
A million dollar bail in his Uncle's own
All charges got dropped cuz it's oh so long
X4
Oh so long making my revi's
My Momma must have prayed real hard for me
'Cuz I woke up in the mornin' wasn't slanging no D
I was on my way out to the church to see
If the Lord could find a better way today for B
Read me some scriptures
Fed my soul
And I'll tell you like this I ain't slangin' no more
Your boys been blessed in so many ways
In the night and in the day and in His name I pray
Thanks for the Lexus, jewels, and home
Even though I can't take 'em with me when I'm gone
But Heaven is the place for Legitimate B
So when You come and get Your folks You comin' for me
X4
Oh so long making my revi's
B <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B</b> City To City <b>lyrics</b>
Featuring Levitti]
Levitti:
Would you come and swoop me
I'm in your city
Would you come and swoop me
I'm in your city
B-Legit:
Get's my freak on...
I get my sneak on
Hop in the Brome
Call baby on the cellular
Wassup I'm in your area
And is it cool tonight for you to like get away
Meet me down at the parking lot at Safeway
But not alone
You might want to bring your friends
But make sho' you and her don't forget your ends
I can't wait to see the tatoo of your kitten
It's me and 'Vitti in the night we City 2 City
Levitti:
I'm in your city
Would you come and swoop me
B-Legit:
We checked in in the suite up in Hollywood
And the bubble bath did your playa patna good
She brought lingerie, pumps, and body oil
Scented candles and rubbed on my love handles
I'm only in for one night
My flight'll be out in the morning
I better get it before I start snoring
She was already up on top
Goin' buck for the whip cream, cherries and nuts
Levitti:
That's why little sister loved to give it up
Two in the morning I was all in her
You know I had to be the creeper
She kept jockin I have the fever
I'm in your city
Would you come and swoop me
B-Legit:
Five in the mornin' hit me with the wakeup call
Whole room smellin' just like alcohol
I had a ball
But now I gotta giddi y'all
I gotta a show in Pine Bluff Arkansas
And I must say the stay was all gravy
And keep it like that 'till I get back baby
And maybe next time we can take it to the 'nitti
It's me and 'Vitti in the night we City 2 City
Levitti:
I'm in your city
Would you come and swoop me
B-Legit:
Yeah its like uh...Me and my cousins hit the airport you know. Just
touched down tryin to get something
crackin' you know. Check into this motel doin' what we do
B <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B</b> Check It Out <b>lyrics</b>
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
B-Legit:
It ain't cell in this town that can hold
And fuck the task force cuz 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 cuz 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, B-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
B-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 cuz 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 cuz 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
B-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, B-Legit and 40 Water
X8
From a nickel and dime ass nigga
To a top hat ballin big rigga
B <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B</b> BAD INFLUENCE <b>lyrics</b>
Call it bad
My bad my bad influence
Big town holds me back
Big town skinns my mind
Small minds wear me down
Spreadading salt on fertile ground
Honest pleasures now forsaken
Drastic measures to be taken
Can't accept your difference
They call it bad influence
CHORUS
Free mind, free soul
It's time for liberation to flow
Free mind, free soul
It's time so let your future unfold
Call it bad
My bad my bad influence
Break out of the mold before the mold sets in
Dangerous walls are closin' in
They twist the truth
Then give it a spin
Love's a grenade, I'll pull the pin
CHORUS
The circle is wide
Shadows flower into the light
Bad influence
Bad such a bad influence
You think I'm bad
You think I'm bad
Well I'm the most fun that you ever had
So good, so good
But people say I'm a bad influence
Wide mouths, narrow minds
Can't accept your difference
Open season on new ideas
They call it bad influence
CHORUS
My bad my bad influence
Just a bad influence
My bad my bad influence
Call it bad
My bad my bad influence
Wide mouths with narrow minds
Narrow minds, creak and grind
Rally to a peaceful sound
Let the barriers tumble down
My bad my bad influence
My bad my bad influence
Break out of the mold before the mold sets in
Dangerous walls are closin' in
They twist the truth
Then give it a spin
If love's a grenade, better pull the pin!
Call it bad
My bad my bad influence
28 February 2012
A1 - Bad Enough
Baby come back, hear me out
Is there any way to reach you now
Sitting on the edge thinking out loud
Maybe there is something that you know
Something that only you know
Crying out loud, I wanna do good
I do it all for you if I could
The way it looks now from where I stood
Maybe there is something that you know
Something that only you know
But
Running away isn't the way
Cause if you want it bad enough
Get it if you dont give up
Running away isn't the way
Cause if you want it bad enough
Get it if you dont give up
If you want it bad enough
If you want it bad
If you want it bad
If you want it bad enough
If you want it bad
If you want it bad
If you want it bad enough
Take a little time think this through
See it from another point of view
Putting myself in any ol shoes
Maybe there is somewhere that you go
Somewhere that only you go
Trying to move on all the way down
Waiting for your head to hit the ground
Whatever you're in we'll figure it out
Maybe there is something I do now
That wherever you go
Running away isn't the way
Cause if you want it bad enough
Get it if you dont give up
Running away isn't the way
Cause if you want it bad enough
Get it if you dont give up
If you want it bad enough
If you want it bad
If you want it bad
If you want it bad enough
If you want it bad
If you want it bad
If you want it bad enough
All in your head
All in your head
It's all in your head
You can fight this illusion
All in your head
All in your head
You can fight this illusion
All in your head
It's all in your head
You can fight this illusion
All in your head
It's all in your head
You can fight this illusion
Running away isn't the way
Cause if you want it bad enough
Get it if you dont give up
Running away isn't the way
Cause if you want it bad enough
Get it if you dont give up
If you want it bad enough
If you want it bad
If you want it bad
If you want it bad enough
If you want it bad
If you want it bad
If you want it bad enough
A1 - In Love And I Hate It
You are like the ocean
And your drowning knee
The sunrise casting shadow
As far as I can see
'Cause you're so bitter sweet[Chorus]
I'm in love, I'm in love
And I hate it
I'm in love and so overrated
What am I supposed to do
I wanna be with you
I'm in love, I'm in love
I can take it
I'm in love and feel so naked
What am I supposed to do
I wanna be with you
I'm in love and I hate it
Hate it, hate it [3x]
I'm in love and I hate it
I hate it
Sometimes I feel spineless
I can't stand up straight
And sometimes I'm so stupid
I make the same mistake
But I can walk away[Repeat Chorus]
It's the agony, It's the extasy
And it's stolen me, And it's killin' me
And it's killin' me
I'm in love, I'm in love[Repeat Chorus]
I'm in love And I hate it
Hate it
A1 - Don't Wanna Loose You Again
I can feel that the wheel is in motion
And there's life in this old timer yet
Looking back there's a new reflection
Now I know what you give is what you get
In the end it's all or nothing
And I feel I'm ready now
So I try to be the answer
‘Cause I don't wanna lose you again
Now I bet that your ears are burning
With three words on the tip of my tongue
I just hope that your heart is open
So that I can undo what I've done
In the end it's all or nothing
And I feel I'm ready now
So I try to be the answer
‘Cause I don't wanna lose you again
Like a star, it's so hard to reach you
Not enough just to call you a friend
And I know that I don't deserve you
But I don't wanna lose you again, oh
In the end it's all or nothing
And I feel I'm ready now
So I try to be the answer
‘Cause I don't wanna lose you again
No, I don't wanna lose you again
A1 - It Happens Everyday
What have I become
I wish that I could go some place
Where nobody knows you now
Nobody knows you now
Nobody knows you
This heart it weighs a ton
Some memories you can't escape
And nobody shows you how
Nobody shows you how[Chorus:]
Yet I still wait for you
Living in this state for you
Cause I believe a heart can change
It happens everyday
I'll wear these scars for you
I'll reignite the spark for you
Cause I believe a heart can change
It Happens Everyday
It Happens Everyday
I don't want friends around
Still I don't wanna be alone, no no
Somebody hold me now
Somebody hold me now[Chorus:]
Cause I still wait for you
Living in this state for you
Cause I believe a heart can change
It happens everyday
I'll wear these scars for you
I'll reignite the spark for you
Cause I believe a heart can change
It Happens Everyday
It Happens Everyday
Sometimes
A sinner becomes a saint
Sometimes
Believers can lose their faith
Sometimes
We learn from our mistakes[Chorus:]
So I still wait for you
Living in this state for you
Cause I believe a heart can change
It happens everyday
I'll wear these scars for you
I'll reignite the spark for you
Cause I believe a heart can change
It Happens Everyday
It Happens Everyday
It Happens Everyday
A1 - Let It Out
[Mark:]
You said you need a groom this evening
I told you I'm leaving
Till you begged me to stay
You got your high heels on to tease me
You promised to please me
Then you take it away [Mark:]
The fire is fading baby stoke it up
And let it roll up your sleeves
Why can’t you tell me that we're breaking up
And that I need space to breath [All:]
If you can’t wait any longer
Let it out
Let it in
If you think time will make you stronger
Let it out
Let it in [Mark:]
Let it in[Paul:]
You used to keep me up till the morning
Keeping me warm untill I had to be gone
And now you can’t find a room in your head
You see you got out of bed
Well that my coffee ain't on [Paul:]
The door was open do you locked it up
And then you threw out the key
Why can’t you tell me that we're breaking up
That I need space to breath [All:]
If you can’t wait any longer
Let it out
Let it in
If you think time will make you stronger
Let it out
Let it in [All:]
Let it out
Let it in
I can’t wait
Let it out
Let it in
I can’t wait [All:]
If you can’t wait any longer
Let it out
Let it in
If you think time will make you stronger
Let it out
Let it in [All:]
Let it out
Let it in
I can’t wait [All:]
If you can’t wait any longer
Let it out
Let it in
If you think time will make you stronger
Let it out
Let it in [Mark:]
Let it out [Paul:]
No I can’t wait
Till you let me in
I can’t wait [Mark:]
No I can’t wait
You got to let it out