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Babyland lyrics

Suitable For Framing

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Once upon a time Sunk and surrounded A comparison began And the be-all and end-all Well it never happened The routine of questioning procedure Was pushing me in the one way I pretended to choose I pretended to choose So we experiment And give things a chance We find ourselves a rut slightly less obvious By taking command And the package states There's no such thing as destiny Pick the flavor you want The hanger-on will emulate it to a T Becoming more than the idol ever was It's no experiment Everything is a calculation We're silly echoes Who don't make sense Caught up tight In the dumb things we do We feel the need to release The results of reactions That take place within our heads All the stupid shit You counterfeit and fabricate Show me anything that's never been done One in a million One of a million The echo's confused Each reflection of the past Takes a life of its own Once upon a time We knew it was coming We hoped it was coming Go build big lies, go build big lies It's compensation for the nothings we are inside We fuck ourselves just to see what it feels like Retch perfection It's self-importance all the way A chip on my shoulder And it's almost as big as yours Go build big lies, go build big lies It's compensation for the void that we have inside Let's pretend we tried to see What it feels like Shit fulfillment It's self-importance all the way I've got a chip on my shoulder And it's almost as big as yours (We're number one)

Beady Eyes On The Horizon

JUKEBOX THE GHOST "Let Live & Let Ghosts"
There's a dead man hanging, slumped over the steering wheel Of an interstate runaway bursting into flames And the devil was gently breathing Sleeping face-down in my apartment And like all his friends I'm growing tired of his games And there's a homeless man arranging his hands Grooving to the beat radiating from a police scanner Who said, "The air is feeling good to me, as cool and ripe as air can be" And a woman who sincerely believes in UFOs And who can blame her when the stars are hanging overhead Dangling by a thread Floating ten thousand feet off the ground (This was a story told to me when I was just the age of 17 One which God Himself dictated to me He said, "This is how all this shit's gonna be when I blow your little planet into smithereens Blow your little planet into smithereens" It haunted my dreams like an accident on replay on the TV screen) She sees faces in her dreams, strange machines she'd never seen Blueprints of submarines to reassemble in a time of dire need And there were preachers in the desert, waving to the crowd Dictating seven angry letters from a man up in the clouds And there were 27 soldiers telling 27 lies And a hole inside a hurricane with a pair of beady eyes A pair of beady eyes Looking down Onto the pavement while the stars are gathered 'round Because they all want a front seat when shit starts going down Because the sun is just a supernova turned the other way around There were strangers in the subway And men in limousines making deals And swapping photographs of cans of gasoline There are no angels in the woodwork or devils on the ground And they are looking through a hurricane's tectonic wall of sound And a man who smokes his cigarettes the other way around And she is looking in behind him from inside a wall of sound And she is dancing with the neon because The air is feeling good against her arms and legs and fingertips are measuring the distance In the spaces in between me and you and all your friends when there's no time to load a weapon No time to make amends, And people frozen in their tracks there staring at the sky at a hole inside a hurricane revealing A pair of beady eyes A pair of beady eyes Looking down Onto the pavement while the stars are gathered 'round Because they all want a front seat when shit starts going down Because the sun is just a supernova turned the other way around This is not a test, this is the real thing This is not a test, this is the real thing

Cheese

LOST BOYZ "LB IV Life"
It's LB Fam, right or wrong You really thought that we was gone? (2X) [Mr. Cheeks] My lifestyles about trees, stay jiggy on the scene Pocket full of green, push a whip, that's me No need for me to floss, I keep my shit up on the low A pair a timbs, some hards and a niggas good to go I let my wifey shine, she's representin me We got a baby girl, it's something she's meant to see I'm livin life, day to day, bullets richochet Inside my lab is where me and my weed and my liquor stay [Freaky Tah] Cat's set it off Thinkin about it Know LB's far from soft And we don't take no lost, in the game Told them niggas, they... [Mr. Cheeks] Aiyo we stay hibernatin waitin to get them off Sit back and watch them fall, let the weed hit them off In cause, you haven't noticed, my team is off the meters In ceelo, not craps, and we on the rap repeaters And if you feel you can defeate us, meet us in the center Somebody's gettin slayed, don't be afraid to enter Bring it to the worst, I bring it to the best But that be dead, frontin here's something for ya chest Chorus 2X: It's LB Fam, right or wrong We bring the thunder and the storm You really thought that we were gone? Aiyo it's time to get it on [Mr. Cheeks] I bring my skills to any session Aiyo who feels that they the best? Somethin we don't claim, but yet this game we rule finesse Once I spit that ill shit, that leaks from the brain You will understand why the fam cause me rain Always hit you with that hot shit Right where you want it You know me and my team, up in the block we gettin blunted Countin cheddar up, always smoke that weed Got my chick ready to roll up, cuz the streets is full of greed [Freaky Tah] Yo cats they zonin out, one time they ask Yo Tah what happened? Now you in the back, my man, you step in the front, you should be rappin Yeah you know me, be in the cut, be steady sparkin What the fuck, niggas think they spittin shit When I come through start barkin All ya cats that think ya rollin to the LB Fam to death What the fuck I do, this shit to do, is fuckin nuthin left Cuz it take two to make a whole, what somethin you don't know We LB Fam to the day we die, until we fuckin go Chorus 2X [Mr. Cheeks] I'm talkin official Queens, we out to get the cheddar Me and Tah together, kid that's like a butter letter On ya back, only if you stay blunted The timbs stay covered, believe me chicks love it Colessuem shoppin, inside the whips hoppin, peoples stop us in the street When ya shit droppin? Man we hibernatin, inside the car waitin For the time for us to shine, and start regulatin I roll with D2, them niggas they see through Like glass, we quick to get up in ya ass I'm a big nigga, you see I play for keeps My games so tight I had a chick that let me stay for weeks Chorus 2X

No More Lies

IRON MAIDEN "Dance Of Death"
(Harris) There's a darkened sky before me There's no time to prepare Salvage a last horizon But no regrets from me Maybe I'll be back some other day To live again just who can say In what shape or form that I might be Just another chance for me A hurried time no disgrace Instead of racing to conclusion And wishing all my life away No-one can stop me now Time is up it couldn't last But there's more things I'd like to do I'm coming back to try again Someday maybe I'll wait till then No more lies... They're all sitting at my table Talking tall and drinking wine Their time is up just like me But they just don't know it yet So just a word of warning When you're in your deepest dreams There's nothing you can hide from I've got my eye on you The clock is fast, the hour is near Eventful past is everclear My life is set, the time is here I think I'm coming home No more lies... A hurried time, no disgrace Instead of racing to conclusions And wishing all your life away No-one can stop me now Time is up it couldn't last But there's more things I have to do I'm coming back to try again Don't tell me that this is the end No more lies...

Keep From Moving

Creeper Lagoon "Take Back the Universe and Give Me Yesterday"
Take down this ragged nest You have built on unsteady ground Bury what is left so safely When no one is around Years past sleeping in winter's place Waiting deep underground Rainfalls and so dry again Is this the end (chorus) Keep from moving You're paralyzed from trying to recover From that horrible breath of chemicals You are losing Bullets from withing your mind And breaking walls of cannibals Looking to empower you, devour you Hold brace here it comes Like a wind from inside spinning around Let go as you turn you will learn How to live softly alone Roses on a lover's dress Will soothe you from within Diving away following birds of prey Like an old friend you are losing again Gentle are days covering warm at dusk The moon sings to stars that he lost Look how awkwardly strange we are In our plain ways (chorus) Take your time coming home Such a clear night summer feels right Hold break here it comes Like a wind from inside spinning around Let go as you turn you will learn How to live softly alone Each day passes by like a cloud in the sky You can't be found Moses has forgiven you for living quietly alone Take your time coming home Such a clear night summer feels right I let it all break so I can see straight I'm on the thin line It's going to be the last time Affection where I can't be I wish the light would take me Can I ask you why you gave in Did it feel like you were caged in I loved you till you ran out Now it's time to fade out

My Chrome

KILLER MIKE
[Intro: Killer Mike] (You don't have to go home) One time, one time - one time, one time [Verse: Killer Mike] Easy, that cush shit got me sleepy Rollin down 85, leaning but I ain't weaving Man you, should stay a day in the A A parade of them chevelots, the colors of flavor aid Can you, believe I got it made Impala in the garage, got Forces and all the J's I'm leaning back, ride shotgun in the chevy with the homeboy burning sacs We heading to the spot where we get down, nigga where the bitches at If they talking right, acting right, walking right Down to take flight, they ain't gotta go home, they can stay the night [Chorus:] You don't have to go home You can stay right here, put one in the air While we're bending corners on my chrome Same shit another year, in the southern hemisphere Wait a while, you don't have to go.. [Verse: Killer Mike] Nigga hold up, hold up Make sure they see you when you roll Hop out that truck all ready fucked up Toe up from the motherfucking blow up From the floor up, to the ceiling Smoke kiss in the walls in the top of the building Lile momma's on e, sitting next to me She's catching a feeling And I'm feeling, like I'm 'pose to I'm as fly as a Jordan poster I'm leaning and breathe smelling like hen and a mix of hydroponic By the the time my click find me in VIP I'm lost in a cloud of chronic Had sex with the best, got head from the rest Motherfucker believe I done it [Chorus] [Verse: Big Boi] Hot tub, tony sucka free and still bubblin Truck still rattling and bumping now move something [Verse: Killer Mike] Hold up Big Boi! I'm still weed crumpling The sac keeps shaking and block keep jumping Lay back, lay back, treat this eight six cut like a Maybach Hey show these suckas that after 50 million sold Daddy Fat Sacs still where the hood at, hood at [Verse: Big Boi] Hood rats and decoy b-boys understood that Whether its creme de la creme, where the good at I got it in that 1.5, I had to put the swisha down cause my lugs got tired Now lets ride, lets ride [Verse: Killer Mike] Back down 85, five With the click in the truck, full of chicks in the back of the 6 Nobody going home tonight [Chorus:] You don't have to go home Straighten up your hair, you don't need a mirror You can fix your makeup in my chrome Same shit another year, in the southern hemisphere Wait a while, before you don't have to go.. [Bridge:] Ahh! It feels like ecstasy The sound, whoa! feels like ecstasy Oooh.. oohh! feels like ecstasy (feels like ecstasy!) The groove, takes control of me [Chorus]

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