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Chinese Bombs

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He makes an inner arm block Then kicks him behind The lights, they go off But he can fight blind Cos he got the touch But he won't live long He comes from Hong Kong Where justice is done Chinese bombs Millions jump Chairman's junk USA Won't somebody Won't somebody Sink this place Got a cab to go to Soho The dragon said go Let everyone know That you got the touch You come from Hong Kong Where justice is done Where people are strong But you won't live long Chinese bombs Millions jump Chairman's junk To Hong Kong Bruce Lee come Save the day Bruce Lee come It's the Chinese way

It's About Time

Nate Sallie
So you say you wanna stay at home Another night in your comfort zone I know it's easy to get caught up in the same routine So many things that you avoid But you don't have to be paranoid Your heart says go but you're in limbo somewhere in between You're always talking but it's getting you nowhere Take the first step and it might just take you there, yeah It's about time You got your feet wet It's about time You took a dive in the deep end Been a long time You don't need a reason Give it up get it out Do what you believe in It's about time You got a little crazy It's about time So jump in, baby Been a long time Waiting on the sidelines Live it up let it out Baby it's about time You watch your exercise videos While you down a bag of Oreos You say you want to start tomorrow That was yesterday It's time to go, so don't be late It's easy to procrastinate The same excuses that you always use Sound really lame You are the only thing that's holdin' yourself back If you keep waiting you might miss another chance Yeah! It's about time You got your feet wet It's about time You took a dive in the deep end Been a long time You don't need a reason Give it up get it out Do what you believe in It's about time You got a little crazy It's about time So jump in baby Been a long time Waiting on the sidelines Live it up let it out Baby, it's about time Let's live for this moment ‘Cause who knows what tomorrow will bring The road is wide open And right here right now Turn it around! Don't let your life pass you by It's about time You got your feet wet It's about time You took a dive in the deep end Been a long time You don't need a reason Give it up get it out Do what you believe in It's about time You got a little crazy It's about time So jump in, baby Been a long time Waiting on the sidelines Live it up let it out Baby it's about time Gotta get your feet wet Take a dive in the deep end You don't need a reason Do what you believe in You gotta get a little crazy Jump in, baby! Live it up let it out Give it up get it out Been a long time Been a long time Been a long time You gotta get a little crazy So jump in baby It's about time!

Rockin' And Rollin'

CAM'RON "Confessions Of Fire"
[J.D.] Lets rock and roll baby [Cam'Ron] Killa Cam [J.D.] Yea [Cam'Ron] So So Def [J.D.] Y'all know [Cam'Ron] Untertainment [J.D.] Y'all know [Cam'Ron] I'm here now [J.D.] Come on Ey yo you wonder who I are I guzzle up at the bar But you see me in the car that start with the double R Range Rover, Rolls Royce even got a Rocky Rolly See more ice than a hockey goalie Baby eating guacamolie I did without Now I live it out Cars got to whip it out Every year I get it out Why I be long gone Where maybe Hong Kong Girls with their thong on I'm playing Don Juan Drinking Char Don Where the trauma You smoke weed what you think girl uh huh Start the car up Take her on a long ride Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side No I'm sorry This is the Ferrari Lemon like Bacardi Rock with safari But la de la de We like to party And every night believe we going to leave with somebody [CHORUS] We be rockin' and rollin' Now we rollin' and smokin' On the phone and we chokin' While you strollin' and hopin' For the tone which you spoke in And I know that you're open Pour some Branson lie and a brand new five Hot man, God damn, Killa Cam we be live Ey yo come on girlfriend I ain't no act of willy So when you around here don't be acting silly Ask her did he Come on I got teh baddest biddies Ass is pretty Like hoes down in Magic City Now you smoke hoes and the coco Niggas say I'm loco Cause I'm low low from the puffo Every night I stroke hoes No no for homos F doing promos I was Def already I just added to So So Wherever we at Ready to act Better be strapped I live the life around me Whoever is telling me that And when it come to the cash Bet I'm heavy with that If your man want to bet Bet he be cracked And your little girlfriend She was wet off the bat >From the Chevy tonight Yo i'll bet she be back For the one night stand Yea the sex in the sack Yo I ask her if she miss it Then I tell her to kiss it Come on [CHORUS] Ey yo your girl around me thats like sand to a beach Or a gram to a K Or a branch to a tree Your money Thats my advance to cheat And you'll see me and Lance to the V Yea acting wild Jimmy back me child How long you think an ounce gonna last me now But I love when hoes call me The cats meow Cause I run up in them and I make their cat meow Are you hip to the dive How we get to teh thighs Half of my game yo that shit be a lie But it's true about Duke from the hoop to the five And I'm right behind him in a coup that we drive Baby am i slick Oh your friends are sick To see me and my chicks in DKNY kicks And my clique We get the dank and bounce And put another half a mil in my bank account [CHORUS] [J.D.] Untertainment So So Def Collabo You know Yea

Long Live The Kane

Big Daddy Kane "Long Live the Kane"
Party people in the place Embrace the bass as I commence to pick up the pace And make you motivate, and accelerate Cause like Tony the Tiger, I'm greeeat! Always seem to come off, hard for you somehow I mean me being wack, oh come come now That's quite ridiculous, so just admit you was Thrilled, it's on your face, and it's conspicuous Not that you're on this, but my performance Is rather exquisite, so hard is it Or supremacy, that's the perfect definition But rappers keep wishing to be in my position Know good and damn well they ain't no competition Huh, I gotta give it to you kid, that's ambition For you to perpetrate the role of me, the Big Daddy The Big Father, naah, don't even bother Cause that would mean you would have to teach Each and every one idiotic son Trying to make it, you can't fake it The rhymes I recite are fully dressed and yours are butt naked Your speech is weak, while my mine stands strong So, all hail the man that's here to live long lt;Break gt; You know you heard this voice before somewhere And when I said that I'm the Kane, you said “oh yeah!' That brother that used to rhyme on stage with Biz Oh he's def,' you know what time it is But this time I'm not assisted on the microphone More like Patti Labelle, on my own Just single-handed, the mic I commanded Phony MC's don't understand it, and it Is the real thing like the taste of Coke So never sleep on me, better stay awoke Like a gambler in Vegas, I go for broke To make a long story short, yo I ain't no joke I take time and care in whatever I'm doing And when I rock a party, I make sure that you en- Joy what you're hearing as I entertain So hip hip hoolay, long live the Kane lt;Break gt; I got the freedom of speech to use it anyway that I choose it So all hail to the music On exhibit, get with it, now here's my ring The original supreme being Black man Point blank, the cream to rise supreme As those go below like a submarine Reaching and teaching a lesson that I'm giving Addressing and impressing the crowd, so how we living Fine in mind, to decline is out of line So pardon this brother as I give you mine To say I'm not, don't even diss yourself Cause at times, I have to jump back and kiss myself Long live the K, the A, the N, the E I say the end will be A big movement, by the time I'm through And that's coming from a Black man's point of view lt;Break gt; Now pardon me for just changing the issue But all you sucker MC's, it's a must that I diss you The way y'all be fronting has made me disgusted Now I'mma set you straight, so so yo yo, bust it Rappers try and hang and just swear that they can party But the style that I'm using is just like karate So if we ever battle you're bound to be through Because I got a black belt in Rap Can Do No I'm not Chinese, it's just rhymes like these That destroy an MC with black belt degrees You're rocking a party, trying so hard to get loose Kid sound awiiite, but I can't taste the juice Therefore, the job is left to me So I get the party kicking just like Bruce Lee But I won't stop there, I still rock a little harder While the toy MC's step and say, Sayonara! Long Live the Kane! (x2) Break it down!

Harlequin

GENESIS "Nursery Cryme"
NEWS: A well-known Bognor restaurant-owner disappeared early this morning. Last seen in a mouse-brown overcoat, Suitably camouflaged, They saw him catch a train. MAN-IN-THE-STREET: Father of three, it's disgusting! Such a horrible thing to do. (Harold the Barrel cut off his toes and he served them all for tea.) He can't go far. He can't go far -- hasn't got a leg to stand on. He can't go far. MAN-ON-THE-SPOT: I'm standing in a doorway on the main square; tension is mounting. There's a restless crowd of angry people. MAN-ON-THE-COUNCIL: More than we've ever seen. -- Had to tighten up security. MAN-ON-THE-SPOT: Over to the scene at the town hall, The Lord Mayor's ready to speak: *LORD MAYOR*: Man of suspicion, you an't last long, The British Public is on our side. BRITISH PUBLIC: You can't last long. You can't last long. Said you couldn't trust him; his brother was just the same. You can't last long. HAROLD: If I was many miles from here, I'd be sailing in an open boat on the sea. Instead I'm on this window ledge, With the whole world below. Up at the window. Look at the window... Mr.Plod: We can help you. Plod's Chorus: We can help you. Mr. Plod: We're all your friends, if you come on down and talk to us, son. HAROLD: You must be joking. Take a running jump. The crowd was getting stronger and our Harold getting weaker. Forwards, backwards, swaying side to side. Fearing the very worst, They called his mother to the sight. Up on the ledge beside him, His mother made a last request. 67-YEAR OLD MRS. BARREL: Come off the ledge! If your father were alive he'd be very, very, very upset. You just can't jump. You just can't jump -- your shirt's all dirty, and there's a man here from the BBC! You just can't jump! Mr. Plod: We can help you. Plod's Chorus: We can help you. Mr. Plod: We're all your friends, if you come on down and talk to us, Harry. HAROLD: You must be joking. Take a running jump......

Living In A World

TRICK DADDY "www.thug.com"
(feat. Society) [Trick Daddy] For all my children, huh, let 'em know Sing for me [Chorus: (Children)] Living in a world where hearts are cold, yea yea ya'll Living in a city where thugs don't live that long, so Sleeping in a home where only gangsta's rome, all nite long and ah Thuggin there for days wit my g's and we pray, help us Lord [Verse 1: (Trick Daddy)] I done seen it all, done even lost a couple dogs Everything from seeing hoes boosting in the mall Niggas who used to ball, they ain't ballin' now Hoes who hated me, dem bitches callin' now And mama told me, but she never told me when, She said when money come sin, its some fake ass friends I keep niggas in da blind, and outta mind Cuz broke niggas full of slim and they got dirt on they mind Catch me slipping never, and not once, ever ever Lost a bank to the better I'm a muthafucking fool my self I can't fool myself, cause if I ever slip, they gotta have that there Two years ago, I lost a friend in da line of thuggin' He got drunk out clubbin' Some niggas followed him home, a glock nine to the dome It wasn't long for he was gone For a set of d's and quarter ki's we lose to many men And now to many man, understand how to be the man See the man lied, so the man died, I seen the devils in his eyes Though the man in the skys eyeing [Chorus: (Children)] Living in a world where hearts are cold, yea yea ya'll Living in a city where thugs don't live that long, so Sleeping in a home where only gangsta's rome, all nite long and ah Thuggin there for days wit my g's and we pray, help us Lord [Verse 2: (Society)] Never confuse luv with lust Retailate bust for bust You can trust in us, we spit that venomous It's either, them or us, ash to ash, sell the dust We go to war for the peace, ignore the police I still believe that its the east that invented, See the west complemented, they always represent it And all my peoples down south keeps it weed scented Better focus, when I put this hocus pocus on the cd I drop mine in braile so them blind cats can read me I'm the cat that curiosity killed, prophesy filled I'm still water that run deeper than hole pussy Get pushy in the clutch, roll up like dutchmadness I cuts and slashs, plus I, flows like Casius It's warless clashes you need credit in the last days So when them gats spray, do crime pay when you get shot That's why I stay calm like www dot, cd For who seeks the actual article You heard it live its certified, mechanic on the mother ship The alien, I changed the course of them with the wings I would love to be considered sin in a physical form Like I'm born to be crucified and mother was born to cry Taught bitches born to live long and bastards are born to die And God and the devil just don't see eye to eye Coz ya'll thugs don't understand that the devil gone always lie [Chorus: (Children)] Living in a world where hearts are cold, yea yeah ya'll Living in a city where thugs don't live that long, so Sleeping in a home where only gangsta's rome, all nite long and ah Thuggin there for days wit my g's and we pray, help us Lord [repeat]

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