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Showgirl

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For my bride Thought my life would be right Took her bowling got her high Got myself a showgirl bride Took a job on the side In a health shop keeps me well Got my mantra for life Got my karma And a showgirl bride All my life All her life All our life I married a showgirl That's for life She can't work in the wintertime I can't work anytime now Go to libraries all the while Looking for a notice Looking for a name All my life All her life All our life I married a showgirl That's for life I took a showgirl For my bride Sprinkled stardust on my wife Took her bowling got her high Got myself a showgirl bride Don't you recognize us?

Life's A Bitch

AZ "L.O.D.B: Last Of A Dying Breed"
[AZ:] Aiyyo, wassup wassup let's keep it real son Count this money, yaknowhatI'msayin? [Nas:] Yea yea [AZ:] Aiyyo, put the Grant's over there in the safe yaknowhatI'msayin? [Nas:] Yea yea [AZ:] Cause we spendin these Jackson's The Washington's go to wifey, you know how that go [Nas:] I'm sayin, that's what this is all about right? Clothes, bankrolls, and hoes yaknowhatI'msayin? Yo then what man, what? [echoes] [Verse 1: AZ the Visualiza] Visualizin the realism of life and actuality Fuck who's the baddest a person's status depends on salary And my mentality is, money orientated I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never bade it Cause yeah, we were beginners in the hood as five percenters But somethin must of got in us cause all of us turned to sinners Now some, restin in peace and some are sittin in San Quentin Others such as myself are tryin to carry on tradition Keepin the schwepervesence street ghetto essence inside us Cause it provides us with the proper insight to guide us Even though, we know somehow we all gotta go But as long as we leavin thievin we'll be leavin with some kind of dough So, and to that day we expire and turn to vapors Me and my capers-ll be somewhere stackin plenty papers Keepin it real, packin steel, gettin high Cause life's a bitch and then you die [Chorus: AZ the Visualiza] Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we get high Cause you never know when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we puff lye Cause you never know when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we get high Cause you never know when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we puff lye [Echoes at the end] [Verse 2: Nas] I woke up early on my born day, I'm twenty, it's a blessing The essence of adolescence leaves my body now I'm fresh in My physical frame is celebrated cause I made it One quarter through life some God-ly like thing created Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some Load up the mic and bust one, cuss while I puffs from My skull cause it's pain in my brain vein money maintain Don't go against the grain simple and plain When I was young at this I used to do my thing hard Robbin foreigners take they wallets they jewels and rip they green cards Dipped to the projects flashin my quick cash And got my first piece of ass smokin blunts with hash Now it's all about cash in abundance, niggaz I used to run with Is rich or doin years in the hundreds I switched my motto - instead of sayin fuck tomorrow That buck that bought a bottle could've struck the lotto Once I stood on the block, loose cracks produce stacks I cooked up and cut small pieces to get my loot back Time is Illmatic keep static like wool fabric Pack a four-matic that crack your whole cabbage [Chorus: AZ the Visualiza] Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we get high Cause you never know when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we puff lye Cause you never know when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we get high Cause you never know when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we puff lye Cause you never know when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die [Echoes at the end] [Olu Dara plays trumpet until fade]

Back In The High Life Again

WARREN ZEVON "Life'll Kill Ya"
It used to seem to me That my life ran on too fast And I had to take it slowly Just to make the good parts last But when you're born to run It's so hard to just slow down So don't be surprised to see me Back in that bright part of town I'll be back in the high life again All the doors I closed one time will open up again I'll be back in the high life again All the eyes that watched me once will smile and take me in And I'll drink and dance with one hand free Let the world back into me And on I'll be a sight to see Back in the high life again You used to be the best To make life be life to me And I hope that you're still out there And you're like you used to be We'll have ourselves a time And we'll dance 'til the morning sun And we'll let the good times come in And we won't stop 'til we're done We'll be back in the high life again All the doors I closed one time will open up again We'll be back in the high life again All the eyes that watched us once will smile and take us in And we'll drink and dance with one hand free And have the world so easily And oh we'll be a sight to see Back in the high life again We'll be back in the high life again All the doors I closed one time will open up again We'll be back in the high life again All the eyes that watched us once will smile and take us in And we'll drink and dance with one hand free And have the world so easily And oh we'll be a sight to see Back in the high life again

Allure

JAY-Z "The Black Album"
Young! It's da life... Once again it's da life! Yess.. (I don't know why...I get so high on) It's intoxicatin man...y'all don't know why you do what you do (Get so high on(Yess).. get so high(C'mon) - high off the life) [Verse 1: Jay-Z] The allure of breakin' the law It's always too much for me to ever ignore I gotta thing for them big body benzes... it dulls my senses I'm in love with a V-dub engine Mann I'm high off life- fuck it, I'm wasted Bey Venay kicks or them Marvin Kaye wrists My women friend get tennis bracelets Trips ta Venice, get their winters replaced with... The sun, it aint even fun no more, I'm jaded Man it's just da game, I just play it to play it Put my feet in the footprints left to me Without sayin' a word, the ghettos got a mental telepathy Man my brother hustled, so naturally, up next is me But what perplexes me Shit I know how this movie ends, still I play the starrin role in 'Hovito's Way' [Chorus] It's just life, I solemnly swear To change my approach, stop shavin coke Stay away from hoes, put down the toast Cause I be doin the most.. oh no! But every time I felt that was that, it called me right back It called me right back, man it called me right back - oh no! [Verse Two] I'm like a Russian mobster, drinkin distilled vodka 'Til I'm under the field with Hoffa, it's real Pillow-top him like a toupee Mix the water, with the soda Turn the pot up make a souflee All of y'all can get it like group-ays in your 2-way I'm livin proof that crime do pay Say hooray to the bad guy, and all the broads puttin cars in they name for the stars of the game Puttin 'caine in they bras and their tomorrows on the train All in the name of love Just to see that love locked in chains and the family came Over the house to take back, everything that they claimed Or even the worst pain is the dis-tress Learnin you're the mis-tress only after that love gets slain And the anger and the sorrow mixed up leads to mis-trust Now it gets tough to ever love a-gain But the allure of the game, keeps callin your name To all the Lauras of the world, I feel your pain To all the Christies in every cities and Tiffany Lanes We all hustlers, in love with the same thang [Chorus] [Verse Three] I never felt more alive than ridin shotgun In Cline's green 5 until the cops pulled guns And I tried to smoke weed to give me the fix I need what the game did to my pulse, with no results And you can treat your nose and still won't come close The game is a lightbulb with eleventy-million volts And I'm just a mark, addicted to the floss And doors lift from the floor and the tops come off By any means necessary, whatever the cost Even if it means lives is lost.. And I can't explain why, I just love to get high Drink life, smoke the blueberry sky, blink twice I'm in the blueberry 5, you blink three times I may not even be alive How mean James Dean couldn't escape the allure Dyin young, leavin a good lookin corpse 'Course [Chorus] Once again it's the life! I said it's the life! Once again it's the life - oh no! (I don't why I) why I (get so high on) get so (get so high on) uh-huh (get so high - high off the life!) Hahahahahahaha - woo!

Hello Sir

ROBBIE WILLIAMS "Life Thru A Lens"
Hello Sir, remember me I'm the man you thought I'd never be The boy who you reduced to tears Lad called 'thingy' for six whole years. Yes, that's right, my name's Bob The one who landed the pop star's job The one you told, look don't touch The kid who wouldn't amount to much. Well, I'm here and you're still there With a fake sports car and receding hair. Dodgy Farah trousers that you think are smart Married to the woman who teaches art. Married to the life, married to the school I wanna sing and dance Sir; now who's the fool Sing and dance, you thought I was barmy Settle down thingy, join the army. And who are you to tell me this The dream I want I'll have to miss Sir is God, he's been given the right To structure lives overnight. Now I know life's true path Tanks and guns that'll be a laugh No, not me I'm a mega civilian I won't lead my life riding pillion. But thanks for the advice and I'm sure it'll do For the negative dickheads just like you. As for now I've a different weapon Stage and sceen is about to beckon. And here I sit in first class Bollocks Sir, kiss my arse...

Frankenstein

ICED EARTH "Horror Show"
[Music: Jon Schaffer / Lyrics: Jon Schaffer] A mastermind in the old watchtower Prying eyes must never find. Playing God in the final hour Insanity, such a fine line Overwhelmed by the mourning process And the loss of his dearly loved The Doctor's work is now obsession What is life What's beyond He wants to know what it's like to be God Creating life with his own hands To reanimate lifeless tissues The Devil's work, the doctors plan A man of wealth and a genius mind A slave to passion and his morbid side Robbing graves of the nearly dead Erratic tendencies, a troubled mind I will create in my own image If God can then why can't I No thought of the consequences I've got to know the meaning of life Lightning strikes, it's the witching hour The monstrosity comes alive A victim of man's vanity Born in delirium, a deranged child He turns his back on his own creation Chaos ensues, the innocent die Who's the monster Who's the victim Crucify!!! Crucify!!!

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