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HOODIE ALLEN lyrics - Making Waves

Making Waves

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Yeah I was the cool kid in my crowd of misfits Malcolm in the Middle, couldn't spin the disk quick And now I'm fly like a diskcus, eye on the biscuit Sin City, I couldn't resist it But if you miss it, they be saying you a wise man While we trying to get the green like Iceland I just pull the tags off everything is priceless If you after the cake I'm cool with the icing Out my mind, there ain't time to sit pretty Text say "I'ma meet him in the city" And Johnny got the keys said we in a sick new studio And I'm coming over, it's no Rick Rubio No big movie role, not until whe make it 'Til I'm getting degrees like bacon And you've been on your knees like Meagan Meet your way into the stars Knowing very well, you ain't going far [Hook:] They say "do not go splashing" And I never behave And I don't know my place I'll be making my waves now I know you like it I can tell by your face So come off with the chase But I'll be making my waves now No swine flu, we really sick this time And woman never let us leave, District 9 I grab bag'em, hoped you picked this rhyme As the best thing you heard since Christmas time You missed us right? Well no we're back at it It's getting harder to breathe I'm like an asthmatic You don't gotta ask, I'ma let your ass have it Cause everybody else sounding like they half-assed it I spit acid to burn the mic down And I'm coming for 2000 and right now We ain't seeing what you wrote like white-out Grab the cash register and then scream I'm out Of place, but it's not my face though Cause I don't wanna have to preach like I'm Mase yo All I want, a girl that is tasteful, money by the waistload And celebrate with drinks by the case load [Hook] They trying to keep us down like the undertoe And they tellin' all they friends that we wonderful I'm just trying to keep my head above the water flow Fuck it, we can stagedive, I ain't even learn to float Now the big wigs love us and we know this And they thinkin' we some kids, goldfish I could play that game too, we I go rich You ain't in my zone, why you throwing me the low pitch? But I own this, homerun, broke the bat Y'all some small fries but we welcome fat Young now but the knowledge of an older cat Got a hill to climb, we'll get over that They thought it's a stage, he'll get over that Fuck that thinkin', what up to the doughboys Y'all get Lincoln, I get Franklins And time is ticking This Titanic not sinking [Hook] And I never behave I can tell by your face [2x] Cause I'll be making my waves now

Coming Down

Dept Hate
Seeing ourselves in a magazine makes us proud So everyone grabs a brush like me The silver paint looks great on the inside of this fucking cloud The beat gets bigger and the dream does too If a radio man has a vision for you but if he's drunk or deaf Or in disguise like the rest then we'll do best if we screw one another We felt so cool I felt so high but I'm coming down now I'm coming down now the high is over I'm coming down now I feel so sober So many places so many blank faces waiting to be told what's cool and what to be into Could jump off a bridge to make MTV or overdose to qualify As a rock star the place ain't packed the place ain't jumping our tunes are wack And bad attitude's pumpin' the fantasy factory is cranking out lies take it From a sucker who's locked on the inside Want to be cool? Want to get high? Go ahead I'm coming down now

Taxi! Taxi!

10CC "Windows In The Jungle"
The hands on the clock seem to stick to the face But the seconds are turning to minutes And minutes to days I try not to look at the grin on it's face But I know that it knows that I gotta get out Of this place Time to close the day Time to lock the door time to greet the street I'm so happy I'm walking on air People staring but I don't care Taxi, call a taxi, yellow taxi, taxi taxi Don't take the subway don't go that way 'snot a safe way don't go that way Gotta cross town don't want trouble Got to get there on the double She'll be waiting I'll be running She'll be thinking I'm not coming I can't wait to talk to you Tell you what I'd like to do We'll find a little restaurant A little vino for the ambiance In the candlelight we're holding hands Time flies when you really Don't want it to The waiters are staring at me But I've only got eyes for you Leave us alone we don't wanna go home Put your chairs on the tables We can let ourselves out when you've gone Time to take your home Time to say goodnight We don't wanna part Let's be together tonight Let's be together tonight Taxi, call a taxi, yellow taxi, taxi taxi Don't take the subway don't go that way 'snot a safe way we'll go our way Gotta cross town back to my place Pull the shades down screw the rat race We're alone now undercover Hang the sign out don't disturb Now I'm really close to you Tell you what I want to do I wanna take you to a tropical place Beneath the stars I'll see the love in your face In the pale moonlight We're holding hands Following the footprints in the sand It's been a hell of a day in the city Now it's time to get away

23 - God Only Knows

LUCKY BOYS CONFUSION "Throwing The Game"
Shut his eyes at 23, god only knows Doctors say it's a mystery, god only knows It's not your place to be questioning, god only knows Why I am so shaken Cross that bridge when the time comes… it's in my face Cross that bridge when the time comes… it's in my face and if that's the case Bury me into the ground Don't make a scene, no, don't make a sound These roads are separated, we've thrown out yesterday But don't let tomorrow throw this all away Will his feet again embrace the street, god only knows Will this infection turn and retreat, god only knows It's not your place to be questioning, god only knows Why I am so broken Seedlings brainwashed, deprived Notions that they've all contrived Feel this, yeah, I'm still alive But I'm barely holding off

Inception

JOE BUDDEN
The bars show you mad struggle Along with detailed scriptures of my past trouble That’s why they try to keep me quiet with a bad muzzle Can’t take the same leaps and bounds as me When they lack the hustle and the calf muscle Words from a legend speaking from the heart Said, if you going to war, weaponry is a start Do your dirt all by your lonely, let it be in the dark You givin birds bread then let it be in the park, Joey Tip me wrong, mini mall when the semi’s warm Bout my bread, so I spot it if a penny’s gone And I’ll bet, learned that from the nets If you tryna be a Billionaire get rid of any Thorn Cause you’ll get fucked if they shoot you, emptied on It’s just they way of making a mini porn I watch my haters get sick If it’s that hard living in my shadow Get off my silhouette’s dick Tailor made suits, double breast fit Set trip, get your name on the next clip Sometimes before you can add you gotta minus Some of y’all don’t get the math or the science It means I’m aiming for wealth Some say sky’s the limit I say you’re short changing yourself so uh ha, uh ha, y’all aint the same as me, I get bread You lose Jackson’s, Jermaine Dupri BS about Joe, refrain it please You’ll just untame a beast, he just became unleashed All who defend are deceased, so the topic should pass An assembly line would show em I’m not in they class Had some alright jams, them fans came and left And you ain’t know they was one night stands Let em testify, witness’s, hearin is indicative Niggas is sick of it, let it go, and get a grip [Hook:] I think I’m Sug’ Ray, Ali Joe Fraiz’ who the fuck gon stop me He think he Holyfield, Iron Mike Fo’ fifth let em feel what the iron like I think I’m Mayweather, Pacquiao Screamin money ain’t a thing pullin stacks out I think I’m Cotto, Shane Mosley Slow death to anyone who oppose me [Verse 2:] Sun I’m a always shine, yellow Think I’m about to get up on that? HELL NO Long as shorty keep my tip hard, shell toe Certain I’m a stick to the script, velcro Ringers, fakers, thinker, faders, prosper Without being linked to the majors My only response is the finger to haters Watch it get ugly, Mbenga, Lakers so when they ask how I feel about hip hop I sighed and replied take a lucky guess Just being sincere, I ain’t talking pioneer’s When I tell dudes I don’t think the Dougie’s fresh Used to roll through the trenches, slept on cold benches Holds on my expenses, smoke till I was senseless Now the flow’s so relentless Fuck CD’s it should be sold in syringes I can’t explain it they love the sound Subtle with the pound, you don’t want trouble clown If I’m at the bar ordering a couple rounds I’m in between 2 birds like a double down Where I’m from they cock and shoot Like it’s all logical, send a lot of work to them hospitals Dress the AK up before they pop at you Handgun’s, night scope, call it the Chopper suit So if you tired of all the wack dudes, call me in Rap historian, slash my class’s Valedictorian Your future’s at a stand still Must be a flat on that Delorean I tried tellin them conceded the deals closed They disagree they believe that they real close Tough guys turn talk show like Steve Wilko’s Scream fuck em eat dildos with each pill dose All the rap dudes they got highly regarded Tell me they psyche might be slightly retarded Nowadays before the shows I buy me a cartridge Those them phony ass dudes they like me to start with Peepin how the vets wanna stop me Money where your mouth is Ted DiBiase And he won’t be able to reach for a biscuit With O’s on his head like a B-more fitted Black hoody and black tux Tearin stacks up, with a model and her rack tough Gettin my Extreme Makeover on Knock that bitch down and build her back up Think twice before you act up Around flames, wrong time to be gassed up You never heard blowing smoke from a grass hut 9 times out of 10 it’ll be your last puff [Hook]

Soul Plan

Lord Finesse
featuring Marquee Chorus: Lord Finesse Times are shifting no time to be tricking on chickens (No doubt) Your opinion's different? Well man listen players front the role And then be forgetting (Straight tripping) Verse One: Lord Finesse Check out the elite player that keeps flavor Producer beat layer caters spectators to street data Real life portrayer rap sayer legit like tax payers Behavior's cool like sax players Conservative, it's all real, no preservatives God bless the illest player you ever heard of, kid Smooth as margarine, got the squadron, shit Don't front, I'll catch you on the rebound like Dennis Rodman Chorus: Marquee Time to shine, I need my dough bigger (No doubt) No time to be chasing a broke nigga Get on your job, you can keep those short figures '96 we strictly go-getters (How you figure?) Verse Two: Marquee Marquee, like a diamond, shining, the light is blinding And many niggas want to fill this light hymen Nah men with the biggest teeth (Why?) Cause his chick is me Got him hooked, like smokers are to nicotine Queens mommy, keep the skeletons behind me Find me at universities scooping degrees with my mommy Rap's profoundness, slouches I out and out diss Skills be mountainous, so what you know about this? Chorus: Lord Finesse Marquee Times are shifting, no time to be tricking on chickens (No doubt) Your opinion's different? Well man listen, players front the role And then be forgetting (Straight tripping) Time to shine, I need my dough bigger (No doubt) No time to be chasing a broke nigga Get on your job, you can keep those short figures '96 we strictly go-getters (How you figure?) Verse Three: Marquee No wasting time, money bitch state of mind We on top of shit, ain't the generous kind Want to owning homes, money loan like the Rolling Stones Corleones, staying blown off of flowing poems Expanding, keeping Knots like Landing Eating steaks and salmon thinking of ways to scamming Damn if I ain't taking it, niggas flashing paper Trying to real me in, but a snake and I'll partake in Legal robberies, Henny flowing through my arteries Cloud my vision, controlling every part of me Official ties and links moves mind, body, and sinks Don't talk before I think, distraught before you blink Flawless performance, game enormous Bet you never met a shorty with this endurance Run with crime picks and fine chicks who specialize in mind tricks You got a good man? You'd better watch him in '96 Chorus: Lord Finesse Marquee Time to shine, I need my dough bigger (No doubt) No time to be chasing a broke nigga Get on your job, you can keep those short figures '96 we strictly go-getters (How you figure?) Times are shifting, no time to be tricking on chickens (No doubt) Your opinion's different? Well man listen, players front the role And then be forgetting (Straight tripping) Verse Four: Lord Finesse Lyrical invasions, blazing, got you gazing So amazing, break down opponents like equasions The stunning, weigh about a hundred eighty something I see you coming, on your toes, kid, you lunching Stop fronting, and trash that till you drop like a bad habit I'll have you folding like a Craftmatic Smooth as satin, this player's patented Be in the Himalayan caverns with some chickens playing Sega Saturn Keep papes like the amount won in sweepstakes Guaranteed every year to take triple what the police make Large, Fort Knox size, if I'm not rolling like a rock slide I'm laying in the cut like peroxide Colossal, soulful like gospels Spiritual, so follow the Lord like apostles I gots to clock dough, rock shows, I mock foes Drop flows that's deep like fucking potholes Supreme being, the one you hear but rarely seeing Out to hustle, strictly money like the Koreans Out to pile money, that's my style sonny While you foul honeys be lucky to get a Coke and a smile from me Chorus: Lord Finesse Marquee Times are shifting, no time to be tricking on chickens (No doubt) Your opinion's different? Well man listen, players front the role And then be forgetting (Straight tripping) Time to shine, I need my dough bigger (No doubt) No time to be chasing a broke nigga Get on your job, you can keep those short figures '96 we strictly go-getters (How you figure?)

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