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Get Out Of My House (Kate Bush)

("Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw!")

When you left, the door was
(slamming)
You paused in the doorway
(slamming)
As though a thought stole you away
(slamming)
I watched the world pull you away
(Lock it)

So I run into the hall
(Lock it)
Into the corridor
(Lock it)
There's a door in the house
(slamming)
I hear the lift descending
(slamming)
I hear it hit the landing
(slamming)
See the **les on the cat
(standing)

With my key I
(lock it)
With my key I
(lock it up)
With my key I
(lock it)
With my key I
(lock it up)

I am the concierge chez-moi, honey
Won't letcha in for love, nor money
("Let me in!")
My home, my joy
I'm barred and bolted and I
(Won't let you in)
(Get out of my house!)

No stranger's feet
Will enter me
(Get out of my house!)
I wash the panes
(Get out of my house!)
I clean the stains away
(Get out of my house!)

This house is as old as I am
(Slamming)
This house knows all I have done
(Slamming)
They come with their weather hanging 'round them
(Slamming)
But can't knock my door down
(Slamming)

With my key I
(lock it)
With my key I
(lock it)

This house is full of m-m-my mess
(Slamming)
This house is full of m-m-mistakes
(Slamming)
This house is full of m-m-madness
(Slamming)
This house is full of, full of, full of fight
(Slam it)

With my keeper I
(clean up)
With my keeper I
(clean it all up)
With my keeper I
(clean up)
With my keeper I
(clean it all up)

I am the concierge chez-moi, honey
Won't letcha in for love, nor money
("It's cold out here!")
My home, my joy
I'm barred and bolted and I
(Get out of my house!)
(Won't let you in)

(Get out of my house!)
No stranger's feet
(Get out of my house!)
Will enter me
(Get out of my house!)
I wash the panes
(Get out of my house!)
I clean the stains
(Get out of my house!)
(Get out of my house!)
(Get out of my house!)
(Get out of my house!)
Won't enter me
(Get out of my house!)
(Get out of my house!)
(Get out of my house!)
(Get out of my house!)
Yeah! Won't let you in
(Get out of my house!)
(Get out of my house!)
"Let me in!"

"Woman let me in!
Let me bring in the memories!
Woman let me in!
Let me bring in the Devil Dreams!"

I will not let you in!
Don't you bring back the reveries
I turn into a bird
Carry further than the word is heard

"Woman let me in!
I turn into the wind.
I blow you a cold kiss,
Stronger than the song's hit."

I will not let you in
I face towards the wind
I change into the Mule
"I change into the Mule."

Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw-hee-haw-hee-haw-hee-haw...

"Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw!"

They Don't Wanna ** Wit Me (Missy Elliott)

Intro: Missy

Damn, he he he
Timbaland, we bout to lace em one mo time
Uh huh, say what?
He he he he, damn he he
Timbaland, he he, yeah
We bout to lace em one mo time
Alright, yeah , ooh

Verse 1: Missy

The M-I to the S-S
They put that on my chest
My car's the way that I flex
And people say I'm dope as **
They say I'm just too fly
I make em wanna get high
They want a piece of this pie
But I'm just too damn chill for them
No way I flip my shit
It feels like a good hit
And even if you buy it
Nigga, you can't get smokin in this hay
Nigga, what you got to say
Iza bah bah zah zay
Iza zah zah zah zay

Verse 2: Timbaland

We ridin through your hood (hood)
With a dollar dank (dank)
And a S-L-K (what), and a 348, what 9 (uh)
Two bad niggas, from the B-B-A (bay-ay)
Twelve blunts a day (what)
Chillin on the other side of the bay (bay)
Who y'all think y'all is (is)
Tryin to get with Mis (Mis)
You tryin to dis
You think you can beat us, shit (shit)
Free them ill 1 to 12
Jeez and a bells
Free them ill creators
Just, I'm a friend, what (what)

Verse 3: Missy

I come back into my flow
My people just don't know
They hate the way that I hee
They hate the way that I hee-haw
Cuz I got too much doe
You know its D-E low
So what you come here fo
See, you don't wanna ** wit me
Get it off your chest
You know who's the best
See, there's no other yes
That can get down like Missy
So hit you off like this
And you be the witness
That I'm a sure gets dick
Nigga what, nigga what, nigga what, nigga what, a-heh

Outro: Missy

Hey, yo Timbaland
Yo, I'm a just (sue)
Dance a little bit
You don't mind if I get my boogie on do you?
He he, yeah, know what I'm sayin?
We don't gotta rhyme through the whole track
The track is bangin by its self
Know what I'm sayin?
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
They don't want
To ** with me
They don't want 5X
Ooh, ooh, to ** with me
Wanna ** with me
They don't want 3X
Oh, oh, oh, to ** with me
No they don't
They don't wanna
They don't want
No, no, no
To ** with me

Missy talking to fade

Country Rock Star (Marcel)

When I grow up, I wanna play guitar.
Sing my songs, and go real far.
I wanna be a country rock star.

I grew up with the radio on,
It was AM/FM all day long.
With hopes and dreams that I would be,
Singing my songs on MTV.
I liked Guns ‘n Roses, Johnny Cash,
John Cougar Mellencamp, the Knack.
Singing oh My-Ma-Ma-Ma-My Sharona,
I “Hurt So Good” in a “Ring of Fire.”
“American Pie,” “I Will Survive,”
The Bee Gees sang, I was “Stayin’ Alive.”

I was singing that song on the radio,
Rock on!
Had my blue suede shoes on,
Developing a little lockjaw, yee-haw!
Doing the Michael J moonwalk just for fun,
“Boot Scootin’ Boogie” with Brooks and Dunn.

I was singing in the shower,
I was singing in the rain.
I was singing on the way to work in my car,
I wanna be a country rock star.

Singing Air Supply, playing air guitar,
I was up onstage at a karaoke bar.
Coincidental I was feeling sentimental,
Got a little goose-bumps
From an instrumental.
Springsteen sang the “Glory Days,”
I was born in the USA.

I was singing that song on the radio,
Rock on!
Had my blue suede shoes on,
Developing a little lockjaw, yee-haw!
Doing the Michael J moonwalk just for fun,
“Boot Scootin’ Boogie” with Brooks and Dunn.

I was singing in the shower,
I was singing in the rain.
I was singing on the way to work in my car,
I wanna be a country rock star.

You got to put your mind to it,
Got to be the best; don’t settle for less.
Don’t sell yourself short; don’t be afraid.
You never know; it’s a chance to take.

I was singing that song on the radio,
Rock on!
Had my blue suede shoes on,
Developing a little lockjaw, yee-haw!
Doing the Michael J moonwalk just for fun,
“Boot Scootin’ Boogie” with Brooks and Dunn.

I was singing in the shower,
I was singing in the rain.
I was singing on the way to work in my car,
I wanna be a country rock star.

I wanna be a country rock star…
Country rock star…(to fade)

Don't Phunk With My Heart (Black Eyed Peas)

No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart
(Yeah)
No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)

Girl, you know you got me, got me
With your pistol shot me, shot me
And I'm here helplessly
In love and nothing can stop me
You can't stop me cause once I start it
Can't return me cause once you bought it
I'm coming baby, don’t got it (don’t make me wait)
So let’s be about it

No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart

Baby, have some trustin', trustin'
When I come in lustin', lustin'
Cause I bring you that comfort
I ain’t only here cause I want ya body
I want your mind too
Interestin’s what I find you
And I'm interested in the long haul
Come on girl (yee-haw)

(come on)

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)

No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart

Girl, you had me, once you kissed me
My love for you is not iffy
I always want you with me
I'll play Bobby and you’ll play Whitney
If you smoke, I'll smoke too
That’s how much I'm in love with you
Crazy is what crazy do
Crazy in love, I'm a crazy fool

No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart

Why are you so insecure
When you got passion and love her
You always claimin’ I'm a cheater
Think I'd up and go leave ya
For another señorita
You forgot that I need ya
You must’ve caught amnesia
That’s why you don’t believe

(uh, yeah, check it out)

Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby
Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby

Baby girl, you make me feel
You know you make me feel so real
I love you more than ** appeal
(Cause you’re)
That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl [6x]

No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart [2x]
That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl [2x]

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby) [4x]

Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby
Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby

Billhilly (Citizen King)




billyhilly he's the king of the hill billhilly he hits
the sour mash swill billhilly he made it off the
farm he's kickin' up dirt out on the loose he
haw ha chewin' on roots always down on
the chicken s** he's leavin' for the city
and he ain't comin' back do the do se do
with the off road know how cops a feel like
he milks a cow he's going far in the land of
steel got everybody talkin' about the full
moon swill life of the party buck knife rowdy
slappin' his knee like laurel slapped hardy
do-se-do on a concrete lotion he put it all in
motion jumpin' the barbed wire hoppin' the
pool flintstone brakes using john deere tools
like jed clampett jumped the claim billhilly is
his name he's never meaning no harm yank
out the plug he's strummin' on a banjo a lot
square dance hoedown rodeo and a bucket
full of rocks passing the jug and the catfish
crock-pot hayseed with a gun like a trumpet
barefoot drinking from a dixie cup picking his
teeth with an old switchblade loogie to the
dew can 20 feet away from the coal mine to
the combine ransack the s** and treat the
girls fine day-in day-out always looking up
when he takes downtown making soo-ee
sounds now everybody on the block ain't
wearin no shoes ain't wearin no socks got
the itch for the mountain way watchin' old
billy and his jug band play


Redneck Christmas (The Knickerbockers)

We're havin' a redneck christmas
With traditional possum stew (yee-haw)
We're havin' a redneck christmas
Hope Santa brings a little rabbit too (yum yum)
Got Paw new chaw redman
Maw a brand new spit cup (phtoeey)
And I got my wife a brand new set
Of re-treads for my pickup truck
(Ain't he the sweetest thang)

Oh we ain't nevr seen ther raindeer,
But we painted the bulls nose red (moo)
Put runners under the outhouse
And we're usin' it fer a sled
(Darn fool idiots what're doin?
Sorry didn't know you was in there grandpaw,
Merry Christmas now ya hear?
Well, I got yer merry christmas right here ,
Come back with thet catalog)

We're havin' a redneck christmas
TP'd the whole front yard,
Put big red bows on the hound dogs
Turned the lights on all the cars (howls)
I love a redneck christmas
It's a simple kinda life
You buy one gift and that takes care
Of yer cousin and yer wife

I went downtown to see Santy Claus,
Gave a dollar to one of them legs
(Here you go shorty)
So Santa'd bring a man for daughter,
After all she's near bout' twelve
(Poor thing she'll be a spinster soon)

We're havin' a redneck christmas
Hung our stockings on the stove,
On the stove (sizzle)
Hope Santa brings us big stuff
'Cause the little stuff falls thru the toes, falls thru the toes

We's havin' a redneck christmas
With homemade moonshine eggnog (glug glug)
I took a little swig
Thought it needed more kick
Throwed in a little toe de frog
(burp, hic, ribbit, hic, ribbit)

(Hic)

Dominic The Donkey (Lou Monte)

Dominick The Donkey
by Lou Monte
album:
(Chorus):Hey! Chingedy ching,hee haw hee haw
It's Dominick the Donkey.
chingedy ching, hee haw hee haw.
The Italian Christmas Donkey.
Lalalalalalalalala. lalalalalalalaeohda

Santa's got a little friend his name is Dominick.
The cutest little donkey, you never see him kick.
When Santa vists his Paesans with Dominick he'll be.
Because the reindeer cannot climb the hills of Italy.

(Chorus)

Jingle Bells around his feet and presents on the sled.
Hey look at the mayor's derby, on top of Dominicks head.
A pair of shoes for Louie and a dress for Josephine.
The label on the inside says they're made in Brooklyn.

(Chorus)

Children sing and clap their hands and Dominick starts ta dance.
Dey talk Italian to him and he even understands
Gumbaros and gumbaras da de dance a dallodale
When Zepilagola comes to town and brings oh chu-cha-lil

(Chorus)

Hey Dominick Bouna Natale
hee haw hee haw

Ever Again (Imajin)




Intro:
(Jamal)
I know you didn't mean
To make me cry
But you had to go
(Olamide) [Talking]
Ever since I heard you were goin'
I haven't been able to eat
I haven't been able to sleep
Girl I just hope this is a bad dream

Verse 1: (Olamide)
Last night I heard you were leaving
I'm all alone again
You were my only bestfriend
I'll never forget
Why didn't we last?
Why did it end?
How can I love someone ever again

Verse 2:
You went away (check this out)
I had so much to tell you baby
I wanted to show you my heart
(See my heart, see my heart)
Forever still this pain I still feel
From you leaving me
Time will only heal
I'll never forget
You're my bestfriend
So tell me how can I love someone ever again?

Hook:
Baby, you know I'm crying (I'm crying, baby)
It's killing me (It's killing me) to think about you
It's because you're gone (Because you're gone)
I can't go on ( I can't go on)
How can I love someone ever again?
Ever again

Verse 3:
Now is the time that that we say goodbye forever
How can I love someone?
Haw can I love someone?
(Say it) Ever again (Ever again, again...)

Hook:
You know I'm crying (I'm crying, baby)
It's killing me ( It's killing me) to think about you
It's because you're gone (Because you're gone)
I can't go on
How can I love someone ever again?
Ever Again...oh yea

Welcome To The Suburbs (Kottonmouth Kings)

Home sweet home
let me take a drink of my **in bud light
yo richter light that joint
yo X turn the porch light on

welcome to the Suburbs
where the grass is green
home of the mother**in Kottonmouth Kings
where days become night and nights become dreams
where everything gets lost in a dream

welcome to the block with the spot that call my home
where the locks are unlocked the land of cellular phones
where the kings was formed the true kings is from
sittin right in orange county livin under the sun

growin up in the burbs where the herbs the word
the herb herb herb , you know the herbs the word
we high as some birds in your ear is my turd
dont test Kottonmouth or you might get served

now you’re gonna get served that’ll kick to the curb
where the King klick stay licks premium herb
every day every day outta body outta mind
take a trip with us deep behind the county line

we hella hella high runnin from it one time
never hit the shwag only smokin on the kind yo
outta body outta outta mind
Need a beer from the keg, but I'm to drunk to stand in line tho
we in the king’s dome with a bowl to the kind
my body’s feelin numb im going crazy
outta body outta outta mind
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I got my old girl Caddy the color of a cookie
lookin butter pecan cuz you know i can
rollin way too cute on my way to Thriftys
about to shoot a lil hoop and get a scoop for fity
i bump it doo-ah diddy diddy dum
growin up in the burbs drinkin beers havin fun
and im always on the run with a sack in my pocket
Kottonmouth Kings yo we the hot topic

you’ll find me rollin my truck just as high as **
you’ll find me hittin my bub on my to the pub
you’ll find me in mid arc on the way to my moms
cause if i dont get high i won’t be stayin to long
you’ll see me puffin jays on avenues and highways
i might be rippin off my foldin portable vape
and i never slip i’m always either smoke or drinking kind
99 percent of the time I’m going out of my mind

we hella hella high runnin from it one time
never hit the shwag only smokin on the kind yo
outta body outta outta mind
Need a beer from the keg, but I'm to drunk to stand in line tho
we in the king’s dome with a bowl to the kind
my body’s feelin numb im going crazy
outta body outta outta mind
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

yo welcome to the suburbs where the grass is green
the home of the mother**in Kottonmouth Kings
where days become nights and nights become dreams
where everthing aint what it seems

bout to get my buzz bloomin cuz its close to noon
double grippin on the brew steady sippin till im through
cuz i aint one to pound but i can go all day
Loc and Ritcher never play get it straight get out our way
remember back in the day we built a lakebed
only rollin to the beach when its double overhead
i go down to the waves to watch some kamikazi runs
and if im outta joints im going home (you’re done)
hee haw, i think i heard a donkey, donkey
you a weird mother**er D
recently i seen a new look in your eyes
i been expanding my high searching for whats wise
well i blister my thumb from flickin many bics
you know i listen to my pops and call the neighbors **in' pricks
special hits on the street no one knowing the line
now im going outta body and outta outta mind

Chain Gang (The Lox)

[Jadakiss]
Yeah, what the **?

[Sheek]
Lox baby
Sheek Louch, Jadakiss, Styles too
Blackrob, what the **, all up in this mother **er

[Jadakiss]
Bad boy
Stay back nigga

[Sheek]
Ay yo, you want 15 G's thats stuffed in my pocket?
Nigga stop it, that bullshit you talking go reherse that at Rockets
Puff lye I pay dues, that nigga with a tattoo
The thin Ha (Yonkers slang), these mother**ers gonna watch the Little
Rascals
When I say I bust my shit, believe it all the way
And the summer times where the Chochas show where one in her leg
If you could walk still, every block in Yonkers be hot still
With miners that will bust you down faster than cops kill
Niggas still front and step to you, falsley accused
that they just shot and you can still be the judge boo
I die for my 354 niggas, with the young stoned niggas
Lox are my heart, cold niggas
Sheek give it to you, like a bitch with a disease
that got AIDS on her lips and wish and hope you bleed
So if you want it, ** It!
In the Benz I'll be there, you gonna rot like
a dead Luco (spanish slang) under the stairs

[Black Rob]
Yeah yo, I swing that**through the E-R, now I'm out the D-R
heared in New York, y'all was looking for the Hee Haw
Lads is sweatin' us, we are four of the baddest
I'm the one that go stick you for all the cabage
The icon, doing this shit since Stride-on
Perpitrating**niggas like you, I keep my eye on
I rake em, roll em, like smoke from Peter Ross
Then I hold em, stole em, work hard to be the boss
My fashion is Kumb-a-i, or else I'm attackin'
Dukes frontin acting like they toughest then napkins
Spittin', them bullshit crimes I stay hittin'
not forgeting, the bullshit crimes and**whippings
The whole 9, I dont waste time, I brace mines from the waistlines
Niggas is scared to face mine
See I'm a criminal, so after this interview
I'ma bend a few, ** It! Could we sin a few?
I put one into you, I promise to God
It's about time y'all niggas pay homage to Rob

[Styles]
You can catch me on the low with a Calico bitch,
I got flow while she's bagging her shit
Comin' thru in a '98 wagon, lavender shit
imagine the shit, used to be like packing the clip
Cop in the truck the S-C cockin' to dump
You can find me with my enemy coppin' his blunt
When I'm finished niggas ask which block do I want
My pockets is lumped, find me on a yacht with a blunt
What you know about daimonds, nigga knockin' the pump
While on my spare time I learned to market Heron
I'm gettin' valuble, celebrate with stuff off the Malibu
Science is the game and it's all mathematical
Pearl white Porche, licence plate "radical"
It's real when the fedaral-ies in Cali get mad at you
forget that, Lox from the block want the shit back
And I was in the first place, feeling the hit backs

[Jadakiss]
Let me get back like Jada, more 'rabs than 3-ey-doe
get the potatoe and clap at niggas in brod day-do
You know the flow, where it come from and where it go
or where it's gonna be at, that's where we at
I touch you if you think I'm jiggy with the Puff,
move and still sellin' forty-thousand a week so ** You!
Three niggas you dont want none of make your insides
Feel like the summer you gettin' Dumber & Dumber
While we get smarter and smarter, makin' shit harder and harder
Til this rap games like the Carter
I'm Nino, Styles is raw steemed from casinos
And Sheek is the boss of the Hennisey gambino
We talking millions, you talking C-notes
you used to stash dope in a sea coach, couldn't play sweet though
You know the Kiss, on the low in the mist
Blowin' roach and sipping Red Ally and Moe with a bitch
When my niggas'll flip, see how cute you look,
In the box with the suit on like you used to look
Hard body with a purple faced future look
Future crook, the same nigga who's boots I took
Juliani aint a mother**in' joke
You got mad niggas broke, alot of niggas gettin' that coke
When they bring it to the lab is it sold to the slab
First felony, you still gettin' four and a half
[End]


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