ANTHONY HAMILTON lyrics - Southern Comfort

Don't Say What You Won't Do

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If you see me (if you see me walkin') walking down the street And I start to cry Don't (Don't walk on) walk on by, don't (don't walk) walk on by Why don't you look me in my eyes? look me in my eye! Uh oh! (I can't hold that man's hand cause he from another land) Hey uh! (I can't love nobody's baby cause I wanna be a man) Oh oh oh! (I can't fall down on my knees and ask for forgiveness and help my fellow man - be a stronger man) Oh oh oh! (White people, black people, jews, muslims: YOU CAN, YOU CAN) Ran with the rest of them, hung with the best of them soldiers Did a lot of thinking on what most of them done told us They say they can never ever give up their lives for a stranger man But oh when it comes down to it, you don't know what's in the plan. (If you should see me crying) Reach out and grab my tear (crawling) (If you should see me dying) Don't you leave me standing here (if I'm dying) (If you should hear me) SINGING the words of a trouble man (Don't walk) Don't walk by me like you don't understand Oh! (Don't say what you won't do) Don't say what you won't do When it all falls down and he's looking at you! (Don't say what you won't do) Don't say, don't say! (Don't say what you won't do) Now you've got your life all planned out, Walking by people looking for hand-outs So far up on your high horse That you can't even hear that poor lawd SCREAMING (Stop please, help me, on my knees) For these few bucks that you give to me I can help save you and your family (Oh Oh) Don't act like you don't see me standing here (Oh Oh) With all my tears and all my fears (Oh Hoooh!) (Oh Oh) You can't even look in my eye, my eye, my my! Don't pass me by, don't pass me by! Heeey! Oooh! (Don't say what you won't do) Don't say, you don't mean it, no! (Don't say what you won't do) You can never tell the way that your life's gonna go! (Don't say what you won't do) Don't say, don't say what you won't do! (Don't say what you won't do) Don't tell me that you can't love me (Don't say what you won't do) I'm standing here with tears! (Don't say what you won't do) Cause I ran with the rest of them, hung with the best of them (Don't say what you won't do) And they learned to love (Oh Oh) Ehehehehe-Hehehey! (Oh Oh) Lord lord lord lord lord! Don't say what you won't do Because you never know what's coming right up to you Could be your very last moment Gon' cry till my eyes are blue Don't say, Don't say, Dooon't say

I Like My Girls With A Boom

Lord Finesse "Return of The Funky Man"
Once again it's the man with the flavor It's Lord Finesse so run and tell your neighbors So stop sleeping and check out the style I'm freaking I stomp opponents and give hoes the silent treatment Forget striking out I'm hitting grand slams Taking opponents off the stage like the Sandman After Apollo I'm the one to follow now I kick the shit that biters can't swallow down Mics get lit up as soon as I get up Opponents I hit up, make em quit and want to give up I'm kicking a party like kung fu Snatching all the girls as soon as I say One two Brothers think I'm new, but they're dead for instance I was into rap before they could form a sentence I'm finally getting mine after coming up the far way So nowadays I just lounge and parlay I'm hip to music, whether jazz or country I'm the type to make anything sound funky I like to talk and shout and go and flow Ayo, some brothers just don't know That I can take on any played out wack style Rhymes so deadly you should put them in a crack vile I kick a rhyme as soon as you say when So hype on the mic, when I finish you say Amen I'm not the type to go around fronting Ayo, they don't call me Lord Finesse for nothing It's the L-O-R-D F-I-N-E double S-E All the party people say isn't he something (Repeat 2x) Here we go, it's the grand imperial With the hip material to blow your stereo I sound different and my shit be hitting It's the Funky Technician pay attention, listen I flow smoothly like a scene in a movie Girls that choose me say that I'm a cutie Rough like a fistfight when I'm holding this mic So keep your lips tight if you can't keep your shit tight You can't beat this, better yet top this I hold the crowd like Saddam hold a hostage I get ferocious so I approach this The girls are sweet like the cream from a Hostess Yeah, I keep the cash flow In a fight I throw the first and the last blow So those that's yakking you'd better be packing I catch a wreck like a whole mob attacking I flow with quickness, MC's are too slow to get this I preach on the mic like a Jehovah's Witness Give me a mic, watch me saw Not Daddy Kane or Eddie Murphy, but I get raw To different tempos, a fast or a slow one Me a wack MC? Well it takes one to know one Rhymes with the quickness and swiftness so come and get with this Or be about your business Always got something to keep the crowd jumping Ayo, they don't call me Lord Finesse for nothing It's the L-O-R-D F-I-N-E double S-E All the party people say isn't he something (Repeat 4x) I get loose to make MC's step back Brothers try and diss me but I don't sweat that I'm able to stop a crew, pass any obsticle I'm not Bobby Brown, but I still wanna rock with you Smooth rap maestro, wild like a psycho Step to this and get sparked like a light show I flip like an acrobat, kicking rhymes back to back Even with faster raps there's still more after that This is the Funky Technician and the one man Who burn MC's quicker than a suntan So the days of struggling, that's behind me, son I got some shit for that ass in '91 So step back as I flow onward, man Listen, I turn a house party into a concert Brothers biting pope, crazy rhymes I wrote I don't get mad, that just prove they take notes Suckers that lack this can't catch this or match this They need practice with they played out tactics I stand ahead of them, the smooth rap veteran Relieve any crowd like a dose of Exederin When it comes to fights with mics I can hold mine First album was dope, second one should be a goldmine I make party people say Isn't he something Cause yo, they don't call me Lord Finesse for nothing It's the L-O-R-D F-I-N-E double S-E All the party people say isn't he something (Repeat 4x)

Walk A Mile In My Shoes

BRYAN FERRY "Another Time, Another Place"
(South) If I could be you and you could be me for just one hour If we could find a way to get inside each other's minds If you could see you, through my eyes, instead of your ego I believe you'd be, surprised to see, that you'd been blind Walk a mile in my shoes Walk a mile in my shoes And before you abuse Criticise and accuse Walk a mile in my shoes Now the whole world you see around you is just a reflection And the law of Karma, says you reap, just what you sow So unless you've, lived a life of total perfection You'd better be careful of every stone that you should throw And yet we spend the day throwing stones at one another 'Cause I don't think or wear my hair the same way you do Well I may be common people but i'm your brother And when you strike out and try to hurt me it's a-hurtin you There are people on reservations and out in the ghettos And brother, there but for the grace of God go you and I If I only, had the wings, of a little angel Don't you know I'd fly, to the top of the mountain, and then I'd cry

The Secretive Life

Jill Sobule
A crack in the door A slit in the vines A hole in the fence So easy to find. People doing people things Whatever that might be They go on about their business Too wrapped up to see In the shadows, My unblinking eye, I love the secretive life I hide in the park Behind a bush I see runners and skaters And a half naked man Showing off his tattoos And I see old Mr. Gray With his bad toupee With some dumb girl about half his age People doing (definitely not his wife) people things Are calling out to me They're so funny I could almost cry I love the Secretive Life There's Johnny's dad On his third martini And his nose is getting bigger As I watch through the kitchen window They really oughta close those blinds And under my coat I got a micro-recorder, A pad, and a pencil, And a picture of you I can't believe you did that I see two love birds walking by With that sick and dreamy Look in their eye And there's a big fat cop With a Magnum mustache Trying so hard to look mean People doing (But he doesn't see that man across the street) People things (Stealing a bicycle) Whatever that may be They may look in my direction But they never see In the shadows my unblinking eye I love the Secretive Life You know what'll happen If you're mean to me I'll write it all down For everyone to see And I'll put it in a song And I won't change your name I got no shame

Everything's Ok

Chris Rice
Looked out my window last night, From my pillow and I, Saw the willows weeping a causal sigh. Man in the moon looked rather, Sad and confused as if he'd, Become a mirror into my watery eyes. I dreamed and prayed through the night, Please send some grace with your morning light Chorus And he sent you along like a summer day With a blue-sky smile on your funny face And a bird flew by singing eveything's gonna be, ok yeah So we laughed all day with the man in the moon And we thanked the good Lord for the afternoon 'Cause he showed me His love by sending me you And it's ok now Everything's ok Opened my window tonight, Saw the rain falling light, Wispering that everything in alright. Long, low, and gentle rumble, Starts in the west and tumbles, Across the corners of the colorless sky. I blow a kiss through the dark, Sails on the thuder and reaches heaven's heart. Chorus And he sent you along like a summer day With a blue-sky smile on your funny face And a bird flew by singing eveything's gonna be, ok yeah So we laughed all day with the man in the moon And we thanked the good Lord for the afternoon 'Cause he showed me His love by sending me you And it's ok now Everything's ok We laughed all day, And we thanked the good Lord, Cause He showed me His love, Ok now Chorus And he sent you along like a summer day With a blue-sky smile on your funny face And a bird flew by singing eveything's gonna be, ok yeah So we laughed all day with the man in the moon And we thanked the good Lord for the afternoon 'Cause he showed me His love by sending me you And it's ok now Everything's ok Everything's ok

I Love You Like A Brother

ATMOSPHERE "SouthSiders"
[Verse 1:] She might cry herself to sleep tonight You might act like everything feels alright I might bite my lip, like the silent type You might make a fist, like you trying to fight Got ghosts that haunt that home And if you didn't want that known then don't put it on a throne You separate the foe from the friend by the showmanship And the bones that don't bend So now I'm studying your moves like You the only one that knew how to do right Present it with a sleeve of success Like we all benefit if you achieve and progress Maybe you're right maybe I'm just left but Unless you walk a flight in my steps but Unless you slept a night in my nest You shouldn't waste your breath to criticize my mess [Hook:] I love you like a brother Even though I'm not your brother We all got a few flaws But let's try not to get too lost in the applause I love you like a sister Even though you're not my sister We all got a few flaws But let's try not to get too lost [Verse 2:] Used to be rock, but now it's roll Looking at the clock and the remote control The circle contracts till you all alone I put that on the people you've outgrown And maybe it was all for show But it was so convincing that the ground got cold I guess anything's possible, under a spotlight we all got a note to hold It goes Don't throw no stones if you're living in a fish bowl Blow a kiss though Where the aim is based on which way the wind floats And pride is a bottle on a fence post I keep the shoes laced up In case the people I love come to shoot the place up I know we ain't cut from the same cloth But a lot of those fights were just to say we fought The mother turns, life is fragile The struggle burns from inside of the candle It doesn't matter how far you run from it, you're still gonna find it You come from it And even though we all equivalent We gotta, hold on to the differences We gotta, stand up for what we won't fall for Let's give a round of applause for All of all of y'all [Hook]

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