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Chino XL lyrics - Here to Save You All

What Am I?

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(Song intro) (Girl talking) Yo stop driving crazy! (Chino) Shut the fuck up yo! I drive...Yo word is bond i need a sign yo I'm stopping right here till i get a sign (Lightning Sounds) (Chino) Look at that shit! What's that nigga? Ohh shit yo! I can't believe this... (Angel Speaks) Chino my love although many will come before you trying to be just like you there will never be another you. You've traveled so far to get here. Don't allow the world to make you forget why. Our ancestors are with you, and will lead you. Never let your mental conquer me (Chorus) Never love my enemy You could never take my history You could never block my destiny Never did love follow me And i'll never return to poverty Never fooled by satan's jealousy Until my heaven inherits me... (verse 1) I won't lie, some nights i feel like i've been forsaken by God, victimized, plagarized like Speilberg did Amistad, He who laughs last laughs best but never again is the montra that I cry... I spit like Ming the merciless, blissless bliss high risk piss clench fist, the massicistic sadistic from every verse on this Behold my serpents hair like purseus ill impossibly, larceny, broken velocity through lightning speed viscosity My philosophy, speak animosity keep shit in a bag like a colostimy im pro you're junior varsity, If twelve angry of you was on MTV dis my shit i'll hunt down and kill 'em all individually, I make headlines considerably, Sorcery with no plea bargain, or glossary, Fuck the Insane Clown Posse, of rap their making a mockery You'll retire like Seinfeld waiting on titles that i've held rockin' gold like Dennis Leary blasting assasins sent to kill me feel me, you take notes like court stenography, you better watch me, I take beef personally to your villa steps like Versace More Colt 45's than Billy Dee, collecting disability I'll shoot out with Bill Hillary, still won't run out of artillery While you trying to make all net like Iver-son or Jor-don I'm extor-tin trying to make all net like Forbes the mega for-tune Stick that ass in phone booth's, drinking 151 proof, laughing at that bitch with a gold tooth, flicking my ashes out of a sunroof Uncooth industry snotty and shady can't no Bible save me, From throwing you offmy tour bus like Bobby did Whitney baby Get with me? Maybe, but then be hunted You ain't no killer or gangster smiling or dancing interviewed by Teen Summit My multi-topical written flows containing subjects that vary, but still all relative like West Virginian's before they marry I blind you in stereo or mono i'm deluxe while you ride econo out of there, broke like the first host of the Vibe show Your wives know I fuck like Marky Mark on Boogie Nights while Guinessed out, while famous bitches give me head with Pop Rocks in their mouths Me dissapear? Never again, go to war with Vattican men, it'll take a whole cast of yall to have your ass walking again You're an over-rated player that white fans love like DiMaggio You off-air like Wendy Williams, out of the air like John Denver till forever you remeber, i'm falling off? Never... (Girl Singing) I'm god... 4X (Chorus) Never can you stop my hostility Never love my enemy Never get me out your memory I am never beaten lyrically Never fear, go head murder me So my God will be right next to me... (Verse 2) I'm descending from the sky like Gabriel the arch angel with weight of world on shoulders like Aretha Franklin's ankles You liars, i'm tired of all your fake drug dealing tales the only time yall see grams is when yall drink them gingerales I hold the hammer to, your head piece flush you! like genitals I'll battle bring evil that'll make your priest abandon you Through translucent fuschia zones poems, my vocal tones are dark Catacombs that'll scatter domes with the phermones of old bones in Germany eternally my victim hemorages internally untill the scent of decaying flesh, accompany Manson's death If you ask, bet, i'll take your breath a diffrent aspect enter the lung get shredded by person to person contact But beyond that, any rappers death i'm behind that I'll get that ass touced in any jail you do time at In every verse ditto, my defeat you better have more blind folded fate than the kidnaped version of pinky's widow Kiddo, you ain't worth hospitals till im hospitable enough to put you inside of a hospital after i smoke critical amounts of dust Thus my mind spoke on Jedi pedestals and roasting demos semi seminals who try to test testicles of this mc's quotables I'll make the proudest of all Dominicans swing flags for Puerto Rico And kill any blanco gringo reffering to Chino as chico By summoning the smoldering murdering minister thats mastering mayhem slaying day out day in out'spoke'n like a dayton Rim that be keeping 'em staggering through lyrical pattern traveling through my abdomen unraveling at the speed of a javelin still reppin' Vatican And invade like Mexican notify next to kin cats i'm invested in Don't worship Christ, they worship the theives crucified next to him Poison men cringes, from poison pen syringes these niggas couldn't be stars if they were thrown by Chinese ninjas Chino you bring phantasm plus you G like the dwellas and been touched by an angel like Della, me fear yall niggas? Never...

Car Fulla White Boys

HAYSTAK "Car Fulla White Boys"
*Engine cranking amp; tires squeeling* It's time to step out on the scene (raise some hell) I'm drunk as a bi-cycle (cycle) Can't you tell Can't even see straight I'm (cranked as hell) Gone on that g-g-green (Can't you smell) Step out the back seat of a 78 (Chevelle) Club wasn't jumpin' so we (had to bail) Fixin' to check out the next spot My niggas is 'bout to wreck shop We don't ask, we just bop We run up, we get drop Parking lot crunk (thugs and drug pushers) Yeah you know the ski-low (blunts and the sub woofers) Car fulla white boys (there's no doubt) If some shit go down (Slim be the first one out) Locked up with a fool three times his size What you need, on yo' team, when it's time to ride Abuncha dirty white boys, that's not for the game We will take your ass to war like Sadum Housane If you kick my ass, you gotta do it again Every time that you see me till I finally win (And then) I'm kickin' your ass until I'm content You're gonna be walkin' 'round for months wearin' my finger prints. (I'm none of them) goofy, white boys from the movies Talk shit and have to shoot ya (Your hardcore!) absolutely Take it across your face with a nickel-plated I think my dog just got dislocated [Chorus] *engine* It's on for tonight boy (Car full of white boys) All units be on the look out for a (Car full of white boys) It's on for tonight boy (Car full of white boys) *siren* (Car full of white boys) It's on for tonight boy (Car full of white boys) Dispatch we've got a visual on a (Car full of white boys) It's on for tonight boy (Car full of white boys) *siren and engine* (Aww man) (I ain't throwin' out shit) Looked at my watch it said 11:36 Turned down 2nd Avenue in a big body bitch Mean muggin' haters heads bobbin' up and down Hollerin' southside out the window, my people don't fuck around It's like they're lookin' for a reason to straight clown We get gone on that goo and that straight crown One hundred proof absolute, ridin' around blazin' (All cars be on the lookout for a car full of caucasians) Eyes so tight we could pass for Asians So if they pull us over play like you don't speak English Passed some pretty gals, I told my boy to slow down Man your rides a piece of junk, the window won't roll down We didn't get no play, from the ladies (Naw) 6 crackers in the car, are you crazy I'm real with them crows, I ain't 'bout to front Man we out of blunts, pull over fool. [Chorus] Stopped in circle K and got a box of sweets Smoked one now we feelin' like (let's get somethin' to eat) But Wendys was closed, I was mad as hell I guess we'll go to Waffle House and get a Patty meal But them omelettes is the bomb, shit, toast with jelly and jam Hashbrowns covered with cheese, chilly, and ham The awful waffle was packed, but I'm not going to Krystals I'll be damned if I gotta go in here and eat with a pistol (I swear) Fools is sendin' signals but not sayin' a word I ain't payin' them no attention, 'cause I'm high as a bird I placed my order, ate my food, then walked up out that bitch with an attitude Got in the car, blazed the blunt from out the ashtray Never liked main street, so we take the backway My homey said pull-over, but I guess it couldn't wait 'Cause when my body hit the breaks it was like *throws up* [Chorus] (Car full of white boys) x 7 *siren*

Satisfy You (Remix)

PUFF DADDY "Forever"
(feat. Lil' Kim, Mario Winans) [Lil Kim:] THIS IS THE REMIX, As we procede, to give you what you need, 2000 muthafuckas, get loud muthafuckas. [Chorus] [Mario Winans, (Puff Daddy), Lil Kim , {Ronald Isley} [1] - (I'm the light when you can't see, I'm the air when you can't breathe, I'm that feeling when you can't leave. It won't stop) [2] - I like this, yeah this is the remix Ohhh, anything you want I'm gonna give it to you girl, Along aside your body, make you open up your world, I wanna satisfy you, {Satisfy, satisfy} I wanna satisfy you. [1] [2] Baby tell me can we fuck all through the night (can we fuck) Lick your body up and down, Make you feel alright {I can almost taste you}, I wanna satisfy you, [1] {I wanna satisfy you, wanna satisfy you} I wanna satisfy you. [2] [Puff Daddy (Mario):] I wanna hit the four seasons, lie with you, Roll backward, get high with you, Let the jet fall out the sky, die with you, Rock minx and stay fly with you, (ooohhh) Bonny and Clyde, ghetto bride, Push my love aside, get you right, It ain't physical, it's spiritual, Make a nigga feel like he went to heaven and died (heaven and died), C'mon Gangsta love, love how we chill together, And we reachin Brazil together, [2] Count mills together, Niggas front, get ill together, Playas hate, but we still together, A name, for me to praise, To my dyin days, and I see the grave, True love, me and you love, [2] So whatchu wanna do love [Chorus (with slight different adlibs)] [Puff Daddy (Puff Daddy):] You make me feel like, I've been locked down for years, And ain't had none, Strictly magnon, Walk around the room neked (naked), and make dragon, Gangsta sarcasm, (That's right) Ask who's pussy is this (Who's pussy is this) Multi orgasms, catchin back spasms, [woman moaning] High off ex (ecstacy), rough sex, just so much, take that. [2] Plus together, nothin better, Uncomparable, can't measure, (can't measure) What I feel for you, my treasure, There through it all, thick and thin, take the pressure, Come, real bitch, feel this, real love, what an affair, My love, there to the nair (near). [2] [Chorus] [Lil Kim (Puff Daddy):] How you want me baby Butt naked on some rug shit Or thugged out on some Cryps and some Bloods shit, It's your call, the queen do it all, Anything you do for me, I do 10 times more, Forget the small talk, let me sit on your face, Rockin moves like a hoola hoop around my waist, Pushin fantasies, can I fulfill your wish, Bet it's me with some niggas, or me with a bitch. [2] Whooo! Whooo! Time to get freaky, freaky, Get my Price cd, do me babyy. (Kim, I think you're the one for me, Let's get married so you can have a son for me.) Not now baby, stick your tongue in me, Make me feel good, I might let you cum in me, The way you call me mommy, ooh I love it, [2] Make me wanna go public, Tell the whole world that I'm your girl, Take pictures with our moms on the cover of New York Times, Grew up bad, just like his mom and dad, A real nigga is all I want, all I ever had, Things you do, give a bitch to choose, Like writing out 'I Love You' in hundered dollar bills, Feed each other fruits like kiwi and mango, Rock kangos, while we do the durango, And when we fight, we both get bruised, Lie to everybody, say they matchin tattoos, My nigga got beef, ain't shit you can tell me, I cut a nigga's throat like Shaquita from Bellarmy. I wanna house in Africa, in my back yard, Businesses surrounded by security guards, With a big ass club called 'Kim n Him' And a crew full of dollars I can go spend with him. [Chorus to fade]

Q.U.E.E.N.

JANELLE MONÁE "The Electric Lady"
I can't believe all of the things they say about me Walk in the room they throwing shade left to right They be like, "Ooh, she's serving face." And I just tell 'em, cut me up, and get down They call us dirty 'cause we break all your rules down And we just came to act a fool, is that all right (Girl, that's alright) They be like, "Ooh, let them eat cake." But we eat wings and throw them bones on the ground Am I a freak for dancing around? (queen) Am I a freak for getting down? (queen) I'm cutting up, don't cut me down Yeah I wanna be, wanna be (queen) Is it peculiar that she twerk in the mirror? And am I weird to dance alone late at night? And is it true we're all insane? And I just tell 'em, "No we ain't," and get down I heard this life is just a play with no rehearsal I wonder will this be my final act tonight And tell me what's the price of fame? Am I a sinner with my skirt on the ground? Am I a freak for dancing around? Am I a freak for getting down? I'm cutting up, don't cut me down Any yeah I wanna be, wanna be (queen) Hey brother can you save my soul from the devil? Say is it weird to like the way she wear her tights? (but I like it) And is it rude to wear my shades? Am I a freak because I love watching Mary? (maybe) Hey sister am I good enough for your heaven? Say will your God accept me in my black and white? Will he approve the way I'm made? Or should I reprogram the program and get down? Am I a freak for dancing around?(queen) Am I a freak for getting down?(queen) I'm cutting up, don't cut me down And yeah I wanna be wanna be (queen) Even if it makes others uncomfortable I wanna love who I am Even if it makes others uncomfortable I will love who I am Shake 'til the break of dawn Don't mean a thing, so duh I can't take it no more Baby, we in tuxedo groove Pharaohs and E. Badu Crazy in the black and white We got the drums so tight Baby, here comes the freedom song Too strong we moving on Baby this melody Will show you another way Been tryin' for far too long Come home and sing your song But you gotta testify Because the booty don't lie No, no, the booty don't lie Oh no, the booty don't lie Yeah Yeah, Let's flip it I don't think they understand what I'm trying to say I asked a question like this Are we a lost generation of our people? Add us to equations but they'll never make us equal. She who writes the movie owns the script and the sequel. So why ain't the stealing of my rights made illegal? They keep us underground working hard for the greedy, But when it's time pay they turn around and call us needy. My crown too heavy like the Queen Nefertiti Gimme back my pyramid, I'm trying to free Kansas City. Mixing masterminds like your name Bernie Grundman. Well I'm gonna keep leading like a young Harriet Tubman You can take my wings but I'm still goin' fly And even when you edit me the booty don't lie Yeah, keep singing and I'mma keep writing songs I'm tired of Marvin asking me, "What's Going On?" March to the streets 'cause I'm willing and I'm able Categorize me, I defy every label And while you're selling dope, we're gonna keep selling hope We rising up now, you gotta deal you gotta cope Will you be electric sheep? Electric ladies, will you sleep? Or will you preach?

Middle Class Heroes

Divine Comedy
(Hello, what have we here?) (A young lady!) (To what do I owe this pleasant surprise my pretty one?) (How may I be of service this dark and wintry night?) (Ah, I see... you wish me to look into the future, your future) (After GCSEs, A-levels, University...) (After your first badly paid job in advertising) (Okay my pretty... just cross my palm with plastic, and I'll see what I can do) (Wait!) (The fog is lifting...) I see oriental paper globes hanging like decomposing cocoons While exotic candles overload the musty air with their stale perfumes And I see lentils, beans, seaweed and rice in jars on the window-sill And it ain't hardly enough to feed the mice running behind the lines of allergy pills All these things will come to pass when heroes of the middle-class face up to their responsibilities I see and Indian fertility god he's got thirty seven limbs to spare And tasteless tie-dyed tablecloths that double up as evening wear And I see naked bodies twist and turn on the futon of dreams fulfilled But their three-year-old kid seems unconcerned He'd rather swallow all those allergy pills All these things will come to pass when heroes of the middle-class face up to their responsibilities I see unspeakable vulgarity institutionalised mediocrity infinite tragedy Rise up little souls - join the doomed army Fight the good fight - wage the unwinnable war Elegance against ignorance Difference against indifference Wit against shit My words fly up to heaven, my thoughts remain below Words said without feeling never to heaven go... All these things will come to pass when heroes of the middle-class face up, repent, and pay the price for accidentally creating life An oversight for which they must atone and sacrifice their own

Forever Tru

C-Murder "Trapped In Crime"
[Taken from Martin Luther King Jr's speech] Though we come to cash this check A check will give us a fund demands a riches of freedom and the security of justice Chorus [C-Murder] Forever TRU, 'til I'm dead (Do you still love me?) This be the TRUest shit I ever said I'm forever TRU, 'til I'm dead (Do you still love me?) This be the TRUest shit I ever said Forever TRU, 'til I'm dead (Do you still love me?) This be the TRUest shit I ever said I'm forever TRU, 'til I'm dead (Do you still love me?) This be the TRUest shit I ever said [C-Murder] Me and my nigga knew we ride, and vibe and smoke weed, and get high and talk about my niggas that died No Limit Records opened doors for niggas But they rebelled, turned Bendict, don't make me get up in your shit, bitch And let me tell you something you alredy know Fucking with me, is like fucking with the whole yole' I'm still depressed about my nigga Mac I let him roll with some bitch ass niggas, but I'ma handle that And to much drama for my baby momma Them niggas tapping my phone, they wouldn't safe at home I need a ride or die, stand by my side, from the projects My baby boo be the realest chick I ever met I let that Cash Money shit slide but it's cool But next time I'ma have to act a fool I keep it street, and them real niggas love it Forever TRU til I'm dead, cause I'ma die thuggin', ya heard me? Chorus [C-Murder] Forever TRU, 'til I'm dead (Do you still love me?) This be the TRUest shit I ever said I'm forever TRU, 'til I'm dead (Do you still love me?) This be the TRUest shit I ever said [C-Murder] Be runnin' outta clubs, as nigga be rasing flags You only get nine lives I murder that ass It's the world's most dangerous crew, TRU Records My crew stay behind bars, we ghetto superstars Been droppin' bars in studios, and finger fuck pretty hoes and got a pad in every ghetto Niggas wanna be a pimp, that's a lie The tank dumpin' niggas like Kemp, then they die It's on now nigga, I'm ready You see my face up in your dreams like Freddy So bow down, all you motherfuckers leaving my crew Bow down to a TRU nigga greater than you Chorus [C-Murder] Forever TRU, 'til I'm dead (Do you still love me?) This be the TRUest shit I ever said I'm forever TRU, 'til I'm dead (Do you still love me?) This be the TRUest shit I ever said [C-Murder] Forever TRU baby, you know what that means? I'm with this shit 'til I'm dead, you dig? No Limit, TRU, forever Do you still love me?

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