ANDRE NICKATINA lyrics - Tears Of A Clown

Last Breath Of An MC

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[Verse 1:] My Vocabularies vary, it's so exclusionary You'll find my baby pictures in modern dictionaries Next to mighty mercenaries, and visual visionaries And sexy freaks eating strawberries I represent my mind in the 415 dime Tryin' to stop my rhyme is like tryin' to stop crime I float like an eagle that soars through the sky And hit the murder scene in the perfect disguise [Hook:] In my rap world we bump 75 girls Playboy short, right before court Staring at the judge like 'what you talking bout? ' You told me to take the stick of gum out my mouth See I'm a devil in the street from the serious rhyme But still I'm an angel in my Mamas eyes In my rap world, WE BUMP 75 GIRLS PLAYBOY SHORT, RIGHT BEFORE COURT [Verse 2:] Try to bite what I write and it'll break ya jaw Andre Nickatina right here in the raw Ain't no real rap lord gon' respect the law Get the phone, page my little cousin Bobby Shaw Shuffle like a CD changer, the rearranger Baby hold me tight like the gun of a banger In the frame of the game leave my name on your brain Until we meet again it will never be the same Slice my own piece of the true money pie When is it cool for a real cat to cry? I hit the sky like a bullet that's shot at the moon Ride the wind like a wicked witch tipping her broom Keep your eyes on the deck, check, 52 card bet Heart bumping through his chest, I love it when I see him sweat... In my rap world, SHIT, 75 GIRLS... [Verse 3:] Expose the theory of remarkable worldwinds Beats I wish I could sex like my girlfriends Party 'til dawn on them hoes like it's the first Who gon' keep on talking when the 4-4's burst? Smokin' weed like it's legal, possessed by the words The world is a ghetto man there ain't no birds I got a solid gold crown that I'll never wear 'Cause I know Tommy Tuckers want me to share [Hook]

I'm Real (Remix)

JENNIFER LOPEZ
[Jennifer Lopez (Ja Rule)] (What's my motherfuckin' name?) R-U-L-E (Blowin' back on this Mary Jane, I'm analyzin' the game) And the game done chose me (To bring pain to pussy niggaz and pussy hoes, it's one in the same) Ever since you told me (There's only room for two, I've been makin' less room for you) Now only God can hold me (Hug me, love me, judge me, the only Man that hovers above me, holla) I met so many men and It's like their all the same My appetite for lovin' Is now my hunger pain And when I'm feelin' sexy Who's gonna comfort me My only problem is Their insecurity [1] - [Jennifer Lopez (Ja Rule)] (Tired of bein' alone) Yeah, yeah (Sick of arguin on the phone) Yeah, yeah (Are you tellin' all your friends) Yeah, yeah (That your nigga don't understand) My love [2] - [Jennifer Lopez (Ja Rule)] Cause I'm real (The way you walk, the way you move, the way you talk) Cause I'm real (The way you stare, the way you look, your style, your hair) Cause I'm real (The way you smile, the way you smell, it drives me wild) Cause I'm real And I can't go on without you [Ja Rule] Girl, I've been thinkin' bout this relationship And I wanna know is this as good as it gets Cause we've been through the worst times and the best times But it was our time, even if it was part-time Now they've been lookin' at me, smilin' at me, laughin' like we wasn't happy But not knowin', ever growin' and we're gettin' married Hard lovin' and straight thuggin' Bitch, I ain't doin' this shit for nuttin' I'm here to get it poppin', hoppin, let's ride up in the Benz Hair blowin' in the wind, sun glistenin' off my skin, hey I'm nasty, heh, you know me But you still don't fuck with your baby [Repeat 2] [Jennifer Lopez] Now people lovin' me and hatin' me, treatin' me ungratefully But not knowin' that they ain't makin' or breakin' me My life I live it to the limit and I love it Now I can breathe again, baby, now I can breathe again Now people screamin' what the deal with you and so and so I tell them niggas, mind their biz, but they don't hear me though Cause I live my life to the limit and I love it Now I could breathe again, baby, now I could breathe again [Repeat 1] [Repeat 2 till end]

Compliments To The Chef

ACTION BRONSON
[Verse 1:] Compliments to the chef, the baby lamb was perfect Now I smoke the drugs that got me feelin' like I'm surfin' Dusk on the North Shore, hash on my person Roll it to a snake then I wrap it like a turban We in the jungle with the shaman Tryna find these answers to these problems I've been ponderin' Now these motherfuckers hollerin' with their lips puckered like collagen Sell me the world, and my kids, put them in colleges But daddy get it by himself on the reg Stuffed zucchini flowers, mix ricotta with the egg Chopped parsley, salt flakes, Himalayan maize Meditation time helps me penetrate the mind December 2nd, '83 I was created My vision's wider, the human being's jaded It's just reality, dealt with on a daily basis Big Body put the burner in these bitches' faces [Hook:] Oh, they're selling dreams out here In every corner store Pawn 'em on the streets out here They're selling me the world But if it all goes up, it could all come down the same So when I go where I go I remember where I came... Remember where I came from [Verse 2:] Yo, yo can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him drink it Two in the pink, two in the stink Leather-coloured goulash, talks with Lou Dobbs, create some new jobs In '87, saw my father in a blue Saab Right seat sittin', left hand shiftin' You know that every team needs a Paxton and a Pippen Bronson rhymin' like he on an acid tab trippin' You changin' with the moon with a Maxi Pad drippin' High-five love - 5'5, plump Sell the pussy 'til the shit look like a Ty Cobb glove Bring me back the money then I dip to Arizona Put my balls in your mouth, bubble tea, tapioca Smoke shark, speakin' in a Nordic slang Baby blue eyes, important like an August rain Clear water from the creek keep me nourished Keep my head up, never discouraged, pussy bitch [Hook] [Outro:] Yeah... remember where I came from... Remember where I came from... Yeah... remember where I came from... Remember where I came from...

Open Up Your Eyes

ALL 4 ONE "A41"
Yeah All-4-One Uh, here we go I saw you yesterday And you tried to not see me But as our eyes said hello I wondered if we'd ever be close Cuz you keep playing Games with me Telling me you're feeling me I just want to believe you're down with me But I can't let myself be so naive What's it gonna take to make you serious Is it love? It is trust? Baby won't you take a chance on us How can I make you feel just the way I do I keep giving you the sign But you gotta open up your eyes You called me to explain Why you couldn't talk to me You said that you needed space And now you say that you still want me If it's love you want If it's love you need Why can't you see That we could be Everything you want And everything that you need Girl open up your eyes and you will see What's it gonna take to make you serious Is it love? It is trust? Baby won't you take a chance on us How can I make you feel just the way I do I keep giving you the sign But you gotta open up your eyes Girl I wish that you would just make up your mind Cuz it seems to me we're running out of time Baby I'm tired of all your alibis And I wish that you'd just open up your eyes What's it gonna take to make you serious Is it love? It is trust? Baby won't you take a chance on us How can I make you feel just the way I do I keep giving you the sign But you gotta open up your eyes What's it gonna take to make you serious Is it love? It is trust? Baby won't you take a chance on us How can I make you feel just the way I do I keep giving you the sign But you gotta open up your eyes

Fucked Up Situation

ANGIE MARTINEZ "Animal House"
(feat. Tony Sunshine) [Intro] The brightest diamonds ever known Yeah, Angie Mar T-Ice Take it to the record [Verse One: Angie Martinez] I wish you understood how I feel Cause these words is real After that bullshit I could'nt perfer to chill But tell you what you deserve to get But I still sat back and heard your shit You said chill it was the shit But come on I deserve to be mad That whole situation was bad I wish there was one of those moments in it I could break and just laugh But it was too serious to take what I had I mean what I had was deep Its still deep but damn Its sad to see how one weekend could be like damn One situation See I can In this type of relation Hes my man Or, hes my nigga Or, hes my ... Try to understand Please pa, honest is the plan And I don't mean Please pa, beggin with my hands I mean like Please pa, got feelings, damn [Chorus: Tony Sunshine] See, I know what you're facing This fucked up situation And maybe she might like me Or may even dislike me Cause baby you're a part of me And baby its just hard to see That you complained everyday But you would love me anyway [Verse Two: Angie Martinez] Ah Yea I know know I was wrong too I made the wrong move I went and looked throught someting that belonged to you And I found out suttin I was all confused Mixed emotions coming Feeling all abused Shocked when I read me You was calling boo Dropped it and I left Slowed down No talking to you You'll never understand How I felt Waking downstairs And you knew something was wrong But I had to finish that song Couple minutes Didnt really take me that long Still feeling confused But I had to go strong and attract And relax, sit back Then you came in And you asked whats wrong The fact is displaying I didn't have to say it Stop playing Shit, at that point Even you knew I was OK to flip How could you No matter what you thought we was Just go around the word called love Come on [Chorus: Tony Sunshine] See, I know what you're facing This fucked up situation And maybe she might like me Or may even dislike me Baby youre a part of me And baby its just hard to see That you complained everyday But you would love me anyway [Verse Three: Angie Martinez] Thats exactly how it is Exactly what I'm talking about Exactly where it'll end up This song after I'm walkin out Niggas don't understand When you give them your all How many times you hand up When you're daying to call Try to dial his numbers And you start with the first four When you get to seven Your heart beat like you're eleven I learned my lesson And I waive if there was any I still try to understand shit With out no henny Just a clear mind While you're thinking its just smear rhymes I gotta go through this shit And still report fine And get on air Be clear Animal for real Each year The bullshit going on I'm prepared I ain't the only one Chicks be going through it Niggas don't understand We be borderline losing it And these feelings is real So like I said in the first verse I wish you understood how I feel for real [Chorus: Tony Sunshine] See, I know what you're facing This fucked up situation And maybe she might like me Or may even dislike me Cause baby you're a part of me And baby its just hard to see That you complained everyday But you would love me anyway

You Got It

JODECI "Diary Of A Mad Band"
[Radio DJ] Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown I'm Wendy Williams So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci [Phone Rings] Let's go to the phones and see who's gonna win tonight's countdown Hello, (Hello) ha ha ha, who is this, (Shaunita Laquan) What's goin' on girl, (Nothin' much what's goin' on) Nothin' where you callin' from, (New Jersey) OK, I got the loop for you, go ahead and do your shout-out And then we'll get to the countin' (OK, I'd like to make a shout-out to Boo-Boo and to Marquesha) (And to my homegirl Tasha) OK one simple question for the countdown The money and the CD What was song number 1, (Come and Talk to Me) Ah Jodeci [Explosion] [Jodeci talking to DJ] Ha, he uh oh damn girl, oh shit, ha ha oh shit (OK come on guys let's get back to this interview) Yeah, yeah alright what's up (OK I have another question) Yeah (I wanna know what you guys think about these groups dissing Jodeci?) We don't think, now why don't you get out those pants (No, people are saying that you guys cannot make it again) You know what, maybe we can't, why don't you take it off (No they are saying you cannot do it) Take that shit off, lipstick and all girl (Well let's talk about the album) Get naked baby damn ha ha ha [DeVante] Baby take it off for Jo-Jo Baby take it off for Mr. Dal (Baby you got it) Baby take it off for K-Ci (Baby you got it) Now baby take it off for me (Baby you got it) So baby take it off take it off (Baby you got it) Can you make me hard cause I'm soft (Baby you got it) So baby take it off take it off (Baby you got it) Your body make me pull off the trigger, Redman [Redman] Here comes the stick up, pick up pick up Comin' from Jersey my brain was spliffed up Before that cha' picked up The Funkadelic 2-01 super pandama Is there another (NO!) I make condoms run for cover Hey yo, who wanna have an orgy y'all Let's see y'all I slap so many punans you would think I'm made of bee-ba Stop if ya guard extra-large Better keep my guns tight For my jimi in case my bullets have to take flight I'm cooler than gang When I rock hits, kick raps in vain Place boxed up so keep ya glocks up Ya damn skippy, I rap on Jodeci tracks Their records platinum, so next year my records sell like that then [Jo-Jo] I don't wanna be rude babe, but you really turn me on I don't wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I want They way you groove is so fly, and I won't front If yout take off your clothes babe that's really all I want Let me see it [Chorus: Jodeci x2] Give it up, give it up you got it Show we what you got, you got it Give it up, give it up you got it Take it off, take it off you got it [K-Ci] Got more than what it take baby to make a N-I-double G-A drop So when you wanna take it off, please girl don't you stop 36-24, your waist like a hydraulic car When ya wanna drop it girl, we can go very far, ooh [Chorus: Exteneded with K-Ci ad-libs] [DeVante] Keep it goin' baby, like that like that Keep it goin', like that Keep it goin' baby, like that like that Keep it goin', like that Keep it goin' baby, like that like that Keep it goin', like that The rap Funkadelic, yo Redman [Redman] When I tear the frame out, I feel OK now My style is way out, spaced out Ya wanna taste now, because my name out Who's the Funkadelic Hey yo, G it's me smell it, inhale it And drop ya draws for the cause if ya felt it Now do you feel good honey dip then drop ya draws quick I see you, there's that tatoo I G'd you A small world, I fucked a bunch a black, fat and tall girls Smoke a Marlboro when shack tales like Erick Bell Now pardon my French I ain't with that bull they pulled on Tyson I got my ghetto license and I'm drivin' The homies dive in when the girl take off her size tens Whoomp there it is, that's what I mean with the tag team Then jest like 95 South when ya look out And then maybe next year maybe I show her that ya played out Redman from the 94' from the hood drop Got mad skills that cop feels Plus my crew still good [Chorus repeated to fade; with Jodeci ad-libs]

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