ANDRE NICKATINA lyrics - Raven In My Eyes

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Lay that body down Let me see that pussy Don't push me Wouldn't go round and round Let me see that pussy Don't push me I really like the way you get down Let me see that pussy Don't push me We could play it safe and sound Let me see that pussy Don't push me I'm stuck up in the club Lookin' hella shy Seen as ten ta morsel And the chronic Goin rub dub dub OOH Gonna take that step The bar's to the left Tonight and I'm not standin Can I have a handle Sayin Bartender Straight to this time And he caught my eye Lookin hella fly And the motherfucker knew That'd we'd be meetin at a later time Slip me them digits You know I'm straight up down with it I'm into pimpin, hustles, caddies, daddies Roll with it Let's roll Or is it cool To hook up witchu late Now creepin Sneakin on the under That's what I'm always creepin You don't like the apparatus And the stravis it take You got that kitty cat clearance So come get the cakes I don't see nothin wrong With a little bump and grind So drop low on the line Any fuckin time Don't havin time to rewind lately Freakin you like... brothers Barnom and Baily Lay that body down Let me see that pussy Don't push me Wouldn't go round and round Let me see that pussy Don't push me I really like the way you get down Let me see that pussy Don't push me We could play it safe and sound Let me see that pussy Don't push me I don't mind gettin caught up With yo big black dick trap Cause niggas that I fuck with Get flipped like flap jacks I ain't no floosy flippin No condom havin hookin dickin nigga But I'll control your tootsie roll So when you knock up at The round front door You better come on in Cause the shit don't go Drop the gold and hit the heena To the room on right behind ya Slap you on your ass Your shit looks luscious from this angle Lickin on your body Foreplay I Lay Spread my fuckin legs Spread We can do this all day Rockin motherfuckers with these big black cheeks Climb up on my titties like they mountain peaks Penetration Sensation Doin the motherfucker my erection is in this direction I'm kickin it down Hella smooth Up in the fuckin room And I must see ya real soon Lay that body down Let me see that pussy Don't push me Wouldn't go round and round Let me see that pussy Don't push me I really like the way you get down Let me see that pussy Don't push me We could play it safe and sound Let me see that pussy Don't push me Lay that body down Let me see that pussy Don't push me Wouldn't go round and round Let me see that pussy Don't push me I really like the way you get down Let me see that pussy Don't push me We could play it safe and sound Let me see that pussy Don't push me

Ashes In The Fall

RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE "The Battle Of Los Angeles"
A mass of hands press on the market window Ghosts of progress Dressed in slow death Feeding on hunger And glaring through the promise Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle A mass of nameless at the oasis That hides the graves beneath the master's hill Are buried for drinking The river's water While shackled to the line At the empty well This is the new sound Just like the old sound Just like the noose wound Over the new ground Listen to the fascist sing Take hope here War is elsewhere You were chosen This is god's land Soon we'll be free Of blot and mixture Seeds planted by our Forefather's hand A mass of promises Begin to rupture Like the pockets Of the new world kings Like swollen stomachs In Appalachia It's the priests that fuck you As they whisper holy things A mass of tears have transformed to stones now Sharpened on suffering And woven into slings Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress Taking today what tomorrow never brings This is the new sound Just like the old sound Just like the noose wound Over the new ground Ain't it funny how the factory doors close Round the time that the school doors close Round the time that the doors of the jail cells Open up to greet you like the reaper Ain't it funny how the factory doors close Round the time that the school doors close Round the time that the doors of the jail cells Open up to greet you like the reaper This is the new sound Just like the old sound Just like the noose wound Over the new ground Like ashes in the fall

The Load-Out

JACKSON BROWNE "Running On Empty"
(Jackson Browne & Bryan Garofalo) Now the seats are all empty Let the roadies take the stage Pack it up and tear it down They're the first to come and last to leave Working for that minimum wage They'll set it up in another town Tonight the people were so fine They waited there in line And when they got up on their feet they made the show And that was sweet... But I can hear the sound Of slamming doors and folding chairs And that's a sound they'll never know Now roll them cases out and lift them amps Haul them trusses down and get'em up them ramps 'Cause when it comes to moving me You guys are the champs But when that last guitar's been packed away You know that I still want to play So just make sure you got it all set to go Before you come for my piano But the band's on the bus And they're waiting to go We've got to drive all night and do a show in Chicago or Detroit, I don't know We do so many shows in a row And these towns all look the same We just pass the time in our hotel rooms And wander 'round backstage Till those lights come up and we hear that crowd And we remember why we came Now we got country and western on the bus R and B, we got disco in eight tracks and cassettes in stereo We've got rural scenes & magazines We've got truckers on the CB We've got Richard Pryor on the video We got time to think of the ones we love While the miles roll away But the only time that seems too short Is the time that we get to play People you've got the power over what we do You can sit there and wait Or you can pull us through Come along, sing the song You know you can't go wrong 'Cause when that morning sun comes beating down You're going to wake up in your town But we'll be scheduled to appear A thousand miles away from here

Block Work

JADAKISS
[Jadakiss:] Yeah, ride out, they ain't got no money I'm losin' weight, uh, ride out [Jadakiss & Styles P:] Gather 'round, y'all, it's goin' down, y'all Block work, twenty-eight for the pound, y'all If he the king, I put a round in his crown, y'all He just talkin', but he pussy in the town, y'all I air 'em out, then put 'em in the ground, y'all Hit 'em in the church if he prayin' on my downfall It's either this or you wicked with a round ball It's a burial whenever we sound off Hands to the no-hander right after the round off Peanut butter guts, chocolate brown Porsche Word to Spanish, José, we was movin' the most yay Had my boys runnin' and gunnin', sound like 'Coach K' Listen, duke, you be shoot, but you know that it's both ways My gun splash brothers, I call 'em Curry and Klay In a hurry to get buried ever fuckin' with J Ah, Dave, come on, nigga, I see you ridin' the wave Brave like the crackers that helped hire the slaves Keep talkin', I kill you, then slide in your bae You got a homie up top, I have him die in a cage And you trigger-happy, you can't wait to fire the guage Go out on your shield, though you die in a blaze Gunfire, one liar, gon' put the truth in a maze I got the truck off the sour, got a coupe from the haze In the telly down south, I got me a few dames We ain't fuckin', but we stuffin' they pussy with cocaine Whipped out, fuck around and hop on the 2 train Robbed the first and last car to show you some true pain Wolf on the phone when I show you a few fangs It's a different kind of hot, my nigga, it's blue flames Dudes is startin' to get out of pocket; loose change Hard part: tryin' to stay still, move things Right before you about to murder someone, your mood change We came up like ninety bricks We had the city under siege since '96 Go online: you still won't find these kicks Like Frank White when he did the Chinese hit That's it, it's us, then everybody else after Our part of the good books a rough chapter Everything dead serious, enough laughter Fronto leaves, Raw papers and Dutch Masters, yeah You read more, you see more They tearin' shit up on the streets in B'more Some people don't know what it's like to be poor The hood is a one-way, ain't no detour You know the love course, the hate come free, y'all Those who protect and serve will knock your seed off The energy is negative, it's not to feed off Shit'll cool down when we knock the heat off [Jadakiss:] Get it? R.I.P. Freddie Gray Rest in peace homie that they shot in the back in South Carolina Eric Garner, Mike Brown, Glennis, rest in peace, baby girl And all y'all rappers one

Pussy Makes The World Go Round

AKINYELE "Aktapuss"
(Akinyele) (2x) It's just a typical Akinyele song (2x) About love (Akinyele) (3x) (Start of hook) Pussy it makes the world go round (2x) You could have a son or a daughter if you fuck me down Cause pussy makes the world go round (Akinyele) (4x) Pussy makes the world go Pussy makes the world go round round (End of hook) (Akinyele) Ha ha I know mad guys Who in love with their wives Call them pussy cats Cause they survive getting stabbed With about 9 lives For all 9 wives Went with 5 guys Lying between your thighs You realize This motherfucker siamese Squinting his when he talk as if he was Chinese But then he started purring like the Guyanese Until one day niggas around the way dissed his main squeeze She came upstairs bitching Who listen Niggas infront there feeling was straight dissing Throwing hints when I'm walking by blowing kisses He was like what shit skip the ripping Get the smith and weesun Add the clip in When I said started spitting Even hitting Motherfuckers who was down with him Blood everywhere Until the gay niggas on his team still compare In the vaseline Cause they put them in and dissapear Yo buck buck buck Pull his dirty ass up Then seeing the police Sir-reens flashed up The adrenaline make them surrender start bagging them up Bloody vision Living in prison started grabbing his nuts Told the cops it's his dick that hey all could suck He started backing them up Waving his gat Like he clapping them up That's when to g's Came from behind trees And robbed that Instead he loaded and cocked back He said fuck that Turn his hat from his front to his back Laid his index Like windex and squeezed on the gat Immediately he started stumbling back Cause the SWAT team repeatedly laid his ass flat As he laid on his back Girl rushed to his side picked him up off the floor put him on her lap Got blood on her dress From the open flesh Of the bullet wounds left in his chest Cardiac arrest She said uh uh don't go What about little Kada As she stretched him out on the tar Tried to give him mouth to mouth CPR But he just lay there stiff She grabbed his hand And placed it about her heart on top of her breast With blood this is for the love of her sex This is all for the love of her sex(4x)

Rougher Kids

JOEL FAVIERE "Dark Days"
I got a different set of eyes Not to my surpri-i-ise That I've been here before And I came back for more P-P-Puffin' on my last cigarette Inhale, exhale, regret Invincible, to the touch of it Invisible to the rougher kids Medicated, drugged up Fucked up State of mind I just leave the loved ones Lovin' All the lies Well, it's a game, it's a game It's a game, ya see These set of chains said I changed Set of chains, they changed me Believe me It's what they say, it's what they say It's what they say, it's what they say..To me.. Beat me down, cause I love the ground Beat me down, I know that's how you get by I know that's how you get by, get by, get high Not so safe and sound Under the clouds Safe and sound I'm breakin' down in this dead town (Ah, haa, haaa) (Ah, ha, ah, haa, haaa) I used to wish that I could fly So I severed all my tie-i-ies And knocked on that door Dropped my bags, and asked for some more Two brothers with broken lives Two black hearts in my mother's eyes I watched drugs take his life And they're sure as hell not takin' mine Not takin' mine, ooh, hooh But it's takin' time, it's takin' time It's takin' time, it's takin' time... Beat me down, cause I love the ground Beat me down, I know that's how you get by I know that's how you get by, get by, get high Not so safe and sound Under the clouds Safe and sound I'm breakin' down in this dead town (Ah, haa, haaa) (Ah, ha, ah, haa, haaa)...

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