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Ecouter Magasinggit,Magaawit with Lyrics


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Bandbaja Mix (Entity Paradigm)


watch out (kya)
lyrics on the floor
on your marks, get set, go
i'm a white boy
comin straight from the 'L' town
keepin it real i'm a spawn of the underground
i'm the one you hate
i'm the one you fear
i'm the voice that whispers inside your ear
cut you open deep inside
when you know what i speak
everything is right

i got the gift i got the game
when i grab the mic i drive ppl insane
left to right from side to side
i'll take you to a point
where i take away your pride
move you groove you
and every time i muse
when i get done
you say i abuse you
i ain't bad
i'm just tryina be cruel
pure evil made to rule

meri aankhon mein daikh zara
aur phir mujhe tu yeh batha
hum donon mein hai wo kya
aa humein aazmaa
aa chuukay dikha
aa aaaaa aaaaaa aaaaaa

Part 3 (Sixtoo)

impressive scientifics, the specifics are vague now.
i can taste the sodium in the air from the smoke.
i resisted the choke that arose from my throat,
as soon as i realized my opponent was neutralized to particles.
with viscosity unheard of, curiousity arose, impossible,
from the lowest crevice in the hospital.
the sick sound emerged, the building submerged,
and then the soul of my nemesis surrounded the premesis.
a dimensional porthole then appeared in my vision.
the bio-genesis allowed for the change in my position.
life energy transferred from the lyrical telekinetic.
the father of my genesis retiring, through the unaspiring devices,
and suddenly my mind filled with crisis.
the kinfolk yelled, my warfare unbridled.
bloodshed through cancerous spirit communications.
infectious extra-sensory perception from the molten rock,
layers, out into the regions of outerspace.
the tele-cancer spread at an infinite rate.
permeating every rock and both molecule alike.
faster than the speed of life. eating up all the carbon,
self-perpetuating anti-astrophysics exceeding dopler effect.
spherical in motion, miracles in self-propulsion,
larger waves of destruction, then tidal rifts in the ocean,
no sound, only blinding light.
you feel the particles scatter,
and then the whole universe disappeared into anti-matter.
it's part 3.

Fat And Skinny Asses (Piebald)


We're calling all allies down
Because we're so sick of waiting around
Watching you simply destroy yourself,
Cosmetics and all

Trying to not find your plans,
Like combing the beach with more sand
I'm light of foot and you're light of heart
So watch where you step and I'll watch where I stab

The end of our rope is a couch
And it's hanging us ever so slightly
Tilt your head so we don't have to
Move a muscle at all

Sitting ourselves to a death,
Not painful or quick in the least
Do we have plans at all?
This long weekend was too much for me

Too long and difficult to swallow down
What have I got to say for myself?
Well, I really got that dishwasher good
Long day, longer than most I am sure

Heat wave, hotter than most I am sure
The fan is on, but I am not feeling so cool
Next to you, I still am not feeling so cool
Yeah, well, I can't stand that look on your face
Because I know you put it there

Fun is how you make it,
Not where you make it, so take it
Why don't you get your running start,
It fears you just like I do
I know you're tired,
I know, but what if this was the last day on earth?

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Note:
This album is complete.
On a personal note. ;) It sure did make me think how much I'd enjoy making reviews of lyrics and titles. *vbg*
you hafta admit the titles in this one have a way of making you grin. *hugs* Tish

Your Body (Pretty Ricky)

PRETTY RICKY LYRICS

"Your Body"

Yes sir
Yes sir
Yes sir
Yes sir

[Chorus]
I got new shoes on the ride (yes sir)
Rollin' down 95 (yes sir)
And you can see in my eyes (yes sir)
That I'm lookin for a cutiepie (yes sir)
And we ain't gotta make love (yes sir)
And we can just cuddle up (yes sir)
But if she want me to beat it up (yes sir)
Then dammit, I'll beat it up (yes sir)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)

[Baby Blue]
I don't know why, but the ladies call ol' baby blue the sticker
They take me and **me and make me they victim
I lick em and freak 'em if they married I see ya
If they look like wifey material, then I keep 'em
Stuntin' through the city tryin' to find a lady who
Beautiful, but she gotta have booty too
Baby blue gonna let you do what you wanna do
You can feel on it if you really want to
Get a taste of the salami
knock knock knock knock you down like a tsunami
bust in you like atomi-ee
I'mma ahead of my class gettin' head in the jag
look in the duffle bag see benjamin heads on the cash

[Chorus]
I got new shoes on the ride (yes sir)
Rollin' down 95 (yes sir)
And you can see in my eyes (yes sir)
That I'm lookin for a cutiepie (yes sir)
And we ain't gotta make love (yes sir)
And we can just cuddle up (yes sir)
But if she want me to beat it up (yes sir)
Then dammit, I'll beat it up (yes sir)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)

Top down blue star tag
Ol' master bear skin rugs in the jag
Spectac with the bad chick in the back
tryin ta beat it up like an Everlast punching bag
hotter than a bisquick biscuit out the oven
your baby mama go on missions to get this lovin
we kissin and huggin she never pick her phone up
You be lookin for her while we doin the grown up
she complain when she catch back spasms,
but she love when she get the back to back orgasms
yes sir, the game is automatic, give it to 'em one time
They come back like addicts.

[Chorus]
I got new shoes on the ride (yes sir)
Rollin' down 95 (yes sir)
And you can see in my eyes (yes sir)
That I'm lookin for a cutiepie (yes sir)
And we ain't gotta make love (yes sir)
And we can just cuddle up (yes sir)
But if she want me to beat it up (yes sir)
Then dammit, I'll beat it up (yes sir)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)

[Slick 'Em]
Well let me step up in this thang
Right lookin smellin good
lookin good Spec and Baby Blue and Pleasure Fool
That's all we got!
let me drop my top pull up in the parking lot
grab a g**soda bag of chips
that's all I got
park outside minglin wit' my homeboys
faked out fake hugs leave me alone boy
plus the candy lookin good enough to eat
you can tell by the way the girls actin cross the street
but on the other hand
Alfalfa Just hit me on my metro
say a party in the park hard baby let's go
the balla tick no questions asked, so I jumped out the white jag
smooth like Shaq come her girl!

I got new shoes on the ride (yes sir)
Rollin' down 95 (yes sir)
And you can see in my eyes (yes sir)
That I'm lookin for a cutiepie (yes sir)
And we ain't gotta make love (yes sir)
And we can just cuddle up (yes sir)
But if she want me to beat it up (yes sir)
Then dammit, I'll beat it up (yes sir)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)
My body, your body (it's burnin' up)

Crazy Drunken Style (Masta Ace)

[ Lord Digga ]
Good good mornin, this is a warnin
You slept on me last night, so stop the **in yawnin
You shouldn'ta dialed 540-WAKE
You made a mistake, now your funeral's gonna take place
I'm not the nigga that you really wanna fight, right?
Cause I put my foot in Gladys, cause I thought she wore my Nikes
And I just might ** your wife, cause I'm livin trife
I gives a ** about a punk pussy rapper
Cause I break the dawn in the p.m. to the day after
You little punk bastards, the Digga's comin after
Ya, strictly on a rub-out mission
Say your prayers like a christian
Or your punk**will be missin
Like Jimmy Hoffa, it's the drunken hip-hopper
Comin to kick your**proper to a slow beat or some opra
But check me on the next verse, cause I'm out like Cindy Lauper

Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(I'm drunk, so what?)
I got the crazy drunken style
Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(Give the man a taste, and he's gone)

[ Masta Ace ]
I could freak a flow, fresh like fish in the fryer
It's the fat rhyme supplier on the 5 train attire
Goin Uptown, kickin with the songs that be hittin
I'm swingin like my dick on the toilet when I'm shittin
I try to eat right, so don't even talk of swine
Gettin mine on tracks that are rough like a porcupine
The mathmatical abstraction, I'm waxin
Maxin with action, shootin like Paxton
Ring goes the ???, ding-ding goes the bell
It's the man with the clientele, here to rock you well
Knock the red out your socks, now it don't match your necks
It's the crazy drunken style like a big glass of Beck's

Drink, drink, drink, oh, come and get a drink
Of the lyrical intoxicants to make your breath stink (2x)

We got the lyrical - hangover
Check it out
If the mic was a 40 (I would never be sober) (2x)

(Drunk on Friday night)

Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(I'm drunk, so what?)
I got the crazy drunken style
Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(Give the man a taste, and he's gone)

[ Lord Digga ]
When I'm brainstormin I do more than just rain
Cause I'ma get you and throw your mama from the train
I'm kinda vain, that makes me wanna slaughter
Doin shit you never thought of
So don't cross the Digga, cause I'm a nigga over drunk waters
So heat up the skillet, so I can cook MC's like gizzards
And beat that**when you're off to see the wizard
Oh is it, that bad mutha**a? Word to scouts honor
The nigga from Saturday Night that rippin shit like Sinead O'Connor
So I wanna be startin some with mutha**as that'll front when
They really know they really don't want nothin
Over here, cause I get heads fly like Mike and a pair of Nike Airs
Agressive like a grizzly, so ** a care bear
Rapunzel, suck my dick... and cut the weave out your hair

Movement (Black Eyed Peas)




There's electricity in here
With enough watts to shock the southern hemisphere
I put a surge in your city with my lyrics in the air
Shock hazardous, take caution and beware
Of high bolts and killer hertz, lyrics will kill, they hurt
Blast those, my energy's converted to a rhyme
I maximize in no time
Electrify the sky and go way be over now, uh
Just an MC, I'm not your average MC
I do more than MC, that's what suckers envy, and E
And every movement contains concepts that ain't nobody doin
Come over these dramas or w**, and dirty
They tryin to call me, perform track quality
Give me some punts, 'cause you really muddy
You move slowly 'cause of no electricity
I got my shit on overflow
When I ever find you, my overload
Oh, overflow
I got my shit on overflow (Overflow)
The whole globe's gonna feel the effect of the
Movement (Movement)
Movement (Yo DC, London, Tokyo, feel the wrath of the)
Movement (Movement)
Movement (LA, help me turn it out, it's the)
Movement (Movement)
Movement
(We gonna keep your party jumpin while your heart is steady thumpin to
the)
Movement (Movement)
Movement
We grip the pleasure from small things
Not from a Lex nor diamond rings
I just wanna crib in they studios set
Build my enterprise connection projects
Cover all angles and higher your aspects
Break more barriers than new concepts
'Cause what they can't stop me, no way
The time is now, we ain't got time to play
Hey, you, listen to what I got to say
Let's get together and form a parade
Just delete what you create over plates
Make sure it's measured the right way
With the right ingredients, construct more devient
Things to prosper for your brain to capture
Now what I'm after is to learn from all things
Building full swing, no strings
You got me thinking about things that I don't need to think about
You wanna change my appearance for the masters, scope me out
Undress me, then rearrange me
Yo I can't go for that (No...)
The whole globe's gonna feel the effect of the
Movement (Movement)
Movement (Yo DC, London, Tokyo, feel the wrath of the)
Movement (Movement)
Movement (C'mon, New York, help me turn it out, it's the)
Movement (Movement)
Movement
(We gonna keep your party jumpin while your heart is steady thumpin to
the)
Movement (Movement)
Movement (Movement)
We got the
Movement (Movement)
Movement (Movement)
You gotta jump back, jump inside BEP music
Shake what your mama gave you, don't abuse
If you abuse it, come change the music
If it's the bomb, no need to diffuse it
Let us demonstrate the real court and nation
While we improvise, giving you time and sensation
Mastering the art of motivation
Musically we're in touch with our creation
Takin over land, and we takin over nation
Family reunite, cause for celebration
Gotta find us on your channel, find us on your station
We bring the movement of Black Eyed Peas-ilation
The whole globe's gonna feel the effect of the
Movement (Movement)
Movement (Yo DC, London, Tokyo, feel the wrath of the)
Movement (Movement)
Movement (C'mon, Japan, help me turn it out, it's the)
Movement (Movement)
Movement
(We gonna keep your party jumpin while your heart is steady thumpin to
the)
Movement (Movement)
Movement (Movement)
We got the
Movement (Movement)
Movement (Movement)
That ole'
Movement (Movement)
Movement (Movement)

Rebel Of The Underground (2Pac)




Rebel, rebel, rebel
They just can't stand the reign
Or the occasional pain
Of a man like me who goes against the grain.
Sometimes I do it in vain
So wit the little bass and treble ain't missed a
So it's time for me to explain that I'm the rebel.
Cold as the devil.
Straight from the underground, the rebel alone laughs.
They came to see the maniac sychopath.
The critics heard of me and the aftermath.
I don't give a damn and it shows.
A when I do a stage show I wear street clothes.
So they all know me: the lyrical lunatic, the maniac MC.
I give a shout out to your homies.
Maybe then, the critics'll leave your boy alone, G.
On the streets or on TV, it just don't pay the be a truth tellin MC.
They won't be happy till I'm banned.
The most dangerous weapon: an educated black man.
For point blank in your face, pump up the bass, and join the human
race.
I throw peace to the Bay.
Cuz from the jungle to Oaktown, they backin me up all the way.
You know ya gotta love the sound.
It's from the rebel: the rebel of the underground.
He's the rebel: rebel of the underground
Now I'm face to face with the devil.
Cuz they breedin more rebels than the whole damn ghetto.
And police brutality,
Put you in a nip and call it technicality.
So you reap what you soe.
So read the wrath of the rebel jackin em up once more.
Now the fox is in the henhouse.
Creepin up on your daughter, while you asleep
I got her sneakin out.
Tupac ain't nuttin nice.
I'll be nothin how I wanna and do it when I'm gonna.
Now I'm up to no good.
The mastermind of mischief movin more than most could.
So sit and slip into the sound.
Peep the rebel: the rebel of the underground.
He's the rebel: rebel of the underground
They say they hate me, they wanna hold me down.
I guess they scared of the rebel: the rebel of the underground.
But I never let it get me.
I just make another record 'bout the punks tryin to sweat me.
In fact, they tryin to keep me out.
Try to censor what I say cuz they don't like what I'm talkin 'bout.
So what's wrong with the media today.
Got brothers sellin out cuz they greedy to get paid.
But me, I'm comin from the soul.
And if it don't go gold, my story still get told.
And that way they can't stop me.
And if it sells a couple of copies, the punks'll try to copy.
It's sloppy, don't even try to.
I'm a slave to the rythm and I'm about to fly through.
Sold yo(ya-yo) to the people in the ghetto.
When ya hear the bass roll, go ahead and let go.
Now everybody wanna gangbang.
They talkin street slang, but the punk still can't hang.
By makin records bout violence
But when it comes to the real, some brothers go silent.
It kinda make you wanna think about
That ya gotta do some sellin out, just to get your record out.
But 2pacalpyse is straight down.
So feel the wrath of the rebel: the rebel of the underground.

Stop Dat (Dizzee Rascal)

Stop Dat!!!

Stop dat
Start dat
Get dat, wah?!?
Been der done dat had dat, wah?!?
He's gonna knock you out, take dat, wah?!?
Rude mouth, loud mouth watch dat, wah?!?
Pretty girl, buff girl
Doggy, dat, wah!?!
Dizzee Rascal's on da format, wah!?!
Bad manners get a backslap, wah?!?
I call da shots like top cat, wah?!?
Track and stack whores done dat, wah?!?
Come a rude boy come prove dat, wah?!?
Boy in da corner, I'm dat, wah?!?
Loose school lyrical bow-cat, wah?!?
Best friend, sole mate, wats dat?, wah?!?
Girlfriend, wifey done dat! , wah?!?
You can't know me, know dat! wah?!?
Dedication to show dat! wah?!?

Chuckin' MC's like stones
Bad boy forever like Sean Puffy Combs
Inside, outside runnin all zones
Set trend, get girls like Tom Jones
Brake bones, brake your house, wifey's home,
yes wifey don't leave me alone
Dat boy's arrogant send for da chrome
Come bare-foot like Fred Flinstone
You got a big gun?
Come bring it out
Butterfly-knife come along fling it out
we could jus do it old school Swing it out
I suggest you best start winging out
Who's dat? Wat's dat boy in my eye?
Yea man, quick man, start spreadin out!
Kidnapped, takin rascal's hideout
Cold sweat, tie you up, get burnt out!

Yeaoooooh!!!
Boys, girls start movin'
Come on, Girls, boys start movin'
Alright don't stop, don't stop, till it's hurtin'
Come on don't stop, don't stop, till your bleedin'
Alright boys, girls start your ting'
Come on, Girls, boys start your ting'
Alright don't stop, don't stop, till it's hurtin'
Come on don't stop, don't stop, till your bleedin'
Alright boys, girls start movin'
Come on, Girls, boys start movin'
Alright don't stop, don't stop, till it's hurtin'
Come on don't stop, don't stop, till your bleedin'
Alright boys, girls start your ting'
Come on, Girls, boys start your ting'
Alright don't stop, don't stop, till it's hurtin'
Come on don't stop, don't stop, till your bleedin'

Alright!

Got a screw face all night all day
Screw face kids brothers aren't paid
Screw face means kid why you waste away
Screw face means get out my way
Screw face means you don't know me,
what you lookin at what's your beef?!?
Screw face means I'm not havin it
Screw face means I'm not a chief
Screw face means I'm not happy right now
Dat's why no smile was used
Screw face means I'm not pleased
Screw face means I'm not amused
Screw face means I jus wanna walk not talk
Screw face means I jus wanna leave
When I act off, aint my screw face, gimme space
Screw face means let me breathe!
I got sick flows
Make an MC have to walk on his tip-toes
Life aint always nice
That's hoe shit goes
You know we're goin on black
Cause we're black crows
And I cant be seen wit these sick hoes
We're bustin us mic till your chick goes
You are not, not gonna be
Till we kick toes
Your girl's the same as all
Bimbo's, freak's and nimpho's
I got an idea, make dough on the spot
I mean right here
Lock your girls up in for da whole year
You can bring drama cause I don't know fear
I'm violent, feels so clear
Move to the mic Mc's are like oh dear
Some try catchin me but they're not nere
Not ever, not now, or not here way too hot here

[Rave sounds]

Look, yo girls, ladies
do da butterfly, shake your battie low,
shake your battie high
don't ask me who, where, when or why
Wanna see a battie raise high to da sky
Look, yo girls, ladies
do da butterfly, shake your battie low,
shake your battie high
don't ask me who, where, when or why
Wanna see a battie raise high to da sky

sticky sweet (groenemeyer)

When she calls me up My voice it starts to shake She says come right over Over right away Oh good God there's a fire In my pants Then lightening strikes and she Laughs that evil laugh (Chorus) She's so sticky so sticky so sticky She's so sticky so sticky She's so stick sweet Sticky sweet Sticky sweet Now when I've done good She slaps me on the**It takes more than ten seconds To satisfy this lass The way she walks, I swear Should be a crime Sirens scream every time She walks by (Chorus) Sticky sweet The way she walks The way she talks Stick sweet Oooh all the time Sticky sweet (Chorus) Sticky sweet (Repeat with vocal adlib)Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

my pledge of love (robbie williams featuring maxi jazz)

Joe Jeffrey Group and Joey Jeffrey - My Pledge of Love Music Downloads Joe Jeffrey Group and Joey Jeffrey - My Pledge of Love Ringtone MY PLEDGE OF LOVEJoe Jeffrey GroupI woke up this morning babyI had you on my mindI woke up this morning babyYou know that I felt so fineYou know I need youYou know that I love youThis is my pledge of love to My pledge of loveMy pledge of loveDarling, darling, darling to youYeah, to you, yeahI woke up this morning babyI had you on my mindI felt so much love this morningLittle girl, little girl you feel so fineYou know I need youYou know that I love youDarling this is my pledge of love My pledge of loveMy pledge of loveDarling, darling, darling to youOh yeah, to you Yeah yeahSky gettin dark above meBaby I need your lovinGot to have all of your lovinBaby I want your lovinBaby (baby), baby (baby)Baby (baby), baby (baby)Baby (baby), baby (baby)Baby (baby), baby (baby)I woke up this morning babyThat's when I caught your nameI felt so much love this morningLittle girl, little girl for shameYou know I need youYou know that I love youThis is my pledge of love to My pledge of loveMy pledge of loveDarling, darling, darling to youYeah Got to have your lovinBaby you know I want your lovinFADE------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By JOE STAFFORD, JR.Lyrics © REGENT MUSIC CORPORATION Joe Jeffrey Group and Joey Jeffrey - My Pledge of Love Music Downloads Joe Jeffrey Group and Joey Jeffrey - My Pledge of Love Ringtone


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