DAVID ARCHULETA lyrics - The Other Side Of Down

Stomping The Roses

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Wasting time, just going mindless Watching your charades When you were younger, did it occur to you 10 years from then, you'd act the same age? I cannot carry on this way Although I've carried all your every little thing Carry me away [Chorus:] Did you feel like stomping the roses Smashing out all the feeling inside of them It's bad business The way you're stomping the roses I was flipping channels on my television And it made me feel unwell One of those complicated soap operas I almost felt like I was watching myself I cannot carry on this way Although I've carried all your every little thing Carry me away [Chorus:] Did you feel like stomping the roses Smashing out all the feeling inside of them It's bad business The way you're stomping the roses Everyone knows it I know I know I know I know it's over and I know I know I know I've Always been your token nice guy I know that you rule your whole world Thought I could live in it But I just can't [Chorus:] You know you're stomping the roses Smashing out all the feeling inside of them It's bad business The way you're stomping the roses Everyone knows it Stomping the roses Smashing out all the feeling inside of them It's bad business The way you're stomping the roses Stomping, Stomping Yeah Take it easy, yeah

Whatever It Takes

TOM JONES "Mr. Jones"
oooooh (oh) heeeeeeh (oh) ooooohhhhhhhh Oh yeah, Once upon a time not long ago, When I was a playboy called Romeo, I met a girl, she rocked my world. I swore I'd do whatever to get to her. I'd go get sain, I'll jump a train I'd take her plane, I'd land in Spain I'd take a cab, up to her pad what would whatever it takes (That's whatever it takes girl) I'm gonna get to you. You know I've got to get to you. I hope your'e feeling me, (I hope your'e feeing me girl) just like I'm feeling you ( Just like I'm feeling youuuu) . Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, Helofiki I love you. Here's a box of chocolates just for you. I hope your'e feeling me like I'm feeling you. Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, Helofiki I love you. Here's a bunch of roses just for you (just) I hope your'e feeling me like I'm feeling you. She loved my smile, She liked my style. She gave me ten digits and I could die. If ever there's a time you feel alone, give me a call on the ten of home.No time to wait, I can't hesitate, by the look in the eyes I don't keep the faith. Take my hand, let me be your man. Here is my master plan. Whatever it takes (Just said, whatever it takes) I'm gonna get to you, you know I've got to get to you. I hope your'e feeling me ( I hope your'e feeling me girl) Just like I'm feeling you, Just like I'm feeling you. Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, Helofiki I love you. Here's a box of chocolates just for you (Just for you) I hope your'e feeling me like I feel you (Feel). Roses are Red, Violets are blue, Helofiki I love you (I love). Here's a bunch of roses just for you (Just for you) I know your'e feeling me like I feel you. Let's go back, to my crib, So we can be alone ( We can be alone) me and you, making love t'ill the break of dawn. The way you make me feel (Make me feel) You make me feel so real, Yes you do, you got that Sex appeal tell me what it should be. Whatever it takes. (I said whatever it takes girl) I've gotta get to you. I know I've got to get to you. I hope your'e feeling me (I hope your'e feeling me girl) just like I'm feeling you (just like I'm feeling youuu). Roses are Red (Roses), Violets are blue, (Ooooh oh yeah!) Helofiki I love you, Here's a box of chocolate just for you (Just for you) I hope your'e feeling me like I feel you. Roses are Red, Violets are blue, (Yeah) Helofiki I love you. Here's a bunch of roses just for you. I know your'es feeling me like I feel you. Feeeeeeeeeeel me babe. Feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel me babe. Feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel me babe.

Groove

JACK & JACK
Let's get it We groovy baby So tell me where you're from, tell me your name I'll maintain your attention if you do me the same Girl, the way you dance has got me going insane Now it's time to turn on the lights Yeah, so I can get a better look at you You're the baddest in the place, damn, who'da knew A young Bobby Darin the way that I put em work on the mic Stayin' up all night I certainly might Oh I, want it all the time, yeah Need in it in my life, yeah Feel it in my spine So get down on the floor Let it take control It's got me wantin' more So please don't stop this, please don't stop this Groo-oo-oo-ooove It makes my feet just wanna Moo-oo-oo-ooove Come on baby it's me and You-ooh-ooh-oooh Tonight we're letting loose So much that we could do Ooooh Groove The feeling that I'm feeling inside of here I've got the The feeling that I'm feeling inside of here I've got the Groove That I'm feeling no explainin' it From the Mediterranean all the way to the cities without names and shit Not gonna lie, I'm just a crazy kid who's chasin' his We started from the basement, bitch I gotta work harder than the bigger man Do you understand the reason that I got dinner plans Cause I'm doing it big but now it's time to have a little fun Girl, the way you work it you should be employee of the month Oh I, want it all the time, yeah Need in it in my life, yeah Feel it in my spine So get down on the floor Let it take control It's got me wantin' more So please don't stop this, please don't stop this Groo-oo-oo-ooove It makes my feet just wanna Moo-oo-oo-ooove Come on baby it's me and You-ooh-ooh-oooh Tonight we're letting loose So much that we could do Ooooh Groove The feeling that I'm feeling inside of here I've got the The feeling that I'm feeling inside of here I've got the Groove It makes me wanna groove, now We-we-we could do There's no explainin' it So please don't stop this, please don't stop this Groo-oo-oo-ooove It makes my feet just wanna Moo-oo-oo-ooove Come on baby it's me and You-ooh-ooh-oooh Tonight we're letting loose So much that we could (Groove) So please don't stop this, please don't stop this Groo-oo-oo-ooove It makes my feet just wanna Moo-oo-oo-ooove Come on baby it's me and You-ooh-ooh-oooh Tonight we're letting loose So much that we could do Ooooh Groove The feeling that I'm feeling inside, yeah I've got the The feeling that I'm feeling inside, yeah I've got the The feeling that I'm feeling inside, yeah I've got the The feeling that I'm feeling inside, yeah I've got the Groove

Un4Given

JOE BUDDEN
[Chorus - Metallica Sample] What I've felt what I've known never shined through in what I've shown never be never see won't see what might have been what I've felt what I've known never shined through in what I've shown never free never me so I dub thee unforgiven [Verse 1] Lets talk about the struggle, lets talk about the pain Some people say they love you, but that don't mean a thang Some folks is so naive, not me.. I go insane Some people dap you, they hug you.. they do it all in vain That's my depression talking.. maybe it's really real Maybe them doctors was right, and maybe I'm really ill See I can't really chill.. without feeling the guilt of me Stealing these pills ... Is anybody feeling me still? (Shit) except for the hood.. nobody told me, I ever couldn't Instead, I pushed.. back when they told me I never would Looking at me, like I was just a crook I express the hood, and what I see on the daily My scenery daily.... Task force.. B & E's daily A task y'all.. being me daily They want to put, 3 in me nail me This is stuff, you only read on The Daily Had product, but ain't supply it then.. High off more than weed..so the product just got me higher than.. Product of my environment Look-at-where-they-put-me.. and look where they telling me I gotta be Stop and see, the robberies ..the poverty.. Naw fam, its not for me.. Its got to be, an opt atleast Without-dudes-gettin'-chased-by police So they gave us film, sport.. and the gift to make a hot CD Back to the wall, against the ropes.. Nothings believable, feezable.. they don't believe in you You've been verbally beaten to... A pulse, so the result to you think nothing is reachable Reasonable, I tell you dreams come true Yeah haters, even YOU! [Chorus] [Verse 2] Now take your hands, and wave 'em high They told me I can't, but I said "why?!" Like, fuck it, I'll try... NOT fuck it and die.. See, this is real emotion we deal wit' Often, and don't reveal it.. Often we stuff it inside, but I'm like fuck it.. lets ride.. I-- do what I do, because I do what I do what I feel THEY-- do what they do, in hopes of what they do.. they appeal They got a image, and a persona that they gotta fill That they better do, for revenue.. so labels will be thrilled Kind-of-feel like a wanted man... I can't talk to folk, cause when I ask 'em to trust me All-they-wanna-do-is-judge-me I'm feeling like they don't understand (I'm) feeling like ain't too many people friendly I feel like ain't too many people are what they pretend to be Cause I'm in that zone, when I feel alone Like everybody is against me I just feel like I'm worst enemy And naw, its not a cry for no sympathy I'm just thinkin' outloud, to a crowd-- I'm just tryna figure out some remedy Almost like every lesson, almost like every jewel, every tool.. That's ever been lent to me.. For the moment, is gone.. I'm like a new born.. I feel like a man wit' no memory.. Slow it down for a second, make sure I'm not losing you.. Or confusing you, I'm delusional Ever you never been there, then you have no idea what illusions do.. Through and through, I'm hoping none of these signs aren't vital.. Or none of these rhymes.. inside the recital.. Why do it mean, I'm suicidal? I'm ain't that Houston dude... But-- I'm a MANIAC! Don't get over, drunk or sober.. This the same way I'd act.. And I'm strivin' to pull together.. But atleast until these voices inside of me.. Go forever, be aloft- I'm liable to do whatever.. (c'mon!) [Chorus x2]

Please Don't Stop

SYLEENA JOHNSON "Love Hangover"
There is something that you do to me You make my mind and body feel so free And when you touch me there I lose control And with one kiss you captivate my soul I just don't know what to do When you're loving me the whole night through Oh you rub my body so gently You feel so good inside of me So please baby come inside, no one will know [Chorus:] Please baby hold me close and don't let go Please baby tonight we are going to lose control Please baby let's do it 'till the sun light shows Kiss', lickin' feeling so fine Finger tips run from neck down to spine Your passion burns so deep inside of me I'm tinglin' from my head to my feet And I just don't know what to say When you're giving me this good foreplay Oh you make my body, oh so hot Keep it coming, please don't stop [Chorus] [Rap] I know you are feeling good I know you are feeling right I'll keep it tight, tonight's the night 'Cause the mood is right Just take your hands and move them down to my section I feel your erection, now assume the position And do it slow like D'Angelo, we cruisin' I'm losing control, my mind, body, and soul I feel the heat between the sheets From my head to my feet, just groove to this feeling As I give healing and return So yearn for the taste of my flow I'll make you go down so low and no one will have to know That we get freaky

I Killed Hip Hop

JJ DEMON "Funeral Disco"
I killed hiphop, night of the living dead, a splitting head decision, the ribbon is getting red. We need to check what we’re selling within the biz, if you’re a skeleton you’re not relevant with the kids. Embellishment’s making a mess of your cranium, painting ancient history, Mesopotamia Audio Saudi Arabian automatic, switch over to cable, fix all the static Otherwise you rick-shaw the baggage and you carry it, you sold heroin to buy your car? It ain't a chariot. You guys are fuckin’ hilarious, lemme tell ya. You love hustlin’ so much, why don’t you marry it? Grabbing Sagittarius, gripping him by the horns for those that live vicariously threw songs. Don’t embarrass me, this ain't no parody rap charity, what we see’s inherently different than what out parents see. Apparently I’m just glorifying a homicide, honestly, only the phony rappers were traumatized. You should have dropped 5 years ago, you’re wack to me, under the bar songwriting is unsatisfactory. Don’t bat a lash to me, salt water fishin’ with a shark on the line, “Which way to the Walt Whitman?” You need to jump off of a bridge, CAUTION: This entertainers lifestyle resulted in the loss of his head! Fuck it. Toss him the cred, turn him into a martyr, put his face on a t-shirt, tell his youngins to come a little harder. …like rapping about killing makes your dead friends proud, what a dead end, WOW. I got out of jail in ‘09 for those crimes you can read about, came home and weeded out the people and the places, the things that were keeping me in the bracelets, still I gotta walk off 7 years of probation. Only murder these cliches, choking the game, got my finger on the pulse, I’m about to open the vein. Understand, you’re inching this shit closer to the grave, kids around the world are ripping down your poster, it’s a shame. Bleeding heart vulnerability, self guillotine, correctional facility silhouette. Rehabilitated and still the latest in party technology, all the scene girls are starting to acknowledge me. Halloween synthesizer dancing all over my record, this is like talking to an expert. Walking through a metal detector was a tell-tale back then, don’t worry it’s just my belt now. Barking at the hellhounds, dressing in Obey, Circa on my feet cuz my circle has no lames. Saying “I Killed HipHop” is either a bold claim, or just a good way to rekindle an old flame, WHATEVER. Hands tied together with a blindfold on this is Goodbye Forever. The opposite direction from you opening your eyes, and your fear is like a casket, closing you inside. All that braggadocio rapping and boasting is a lie, when you feel close to emotional you’ll know I arrived. Cyanide, every time you scribble it you die inside a little bit, just consider this your final diatribe… …Really? The kids want something with a little more feeling. Sealing you up in the walls of your design. If I killed HipHop, it needed to die. “You’re the reason why hiphop’s dead.” Really? The kids want something with a little more feeling. Sealing you up in the walls of your design. If I killed HipHop, it needed to die.

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