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J. MOSS lyrics - The J Moss Project

Livin' 4

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[INTRO:] Oh no, I thought it'd never come That day that I tell that I gotta run Run, run back to my Savior To my labor, cause His word is razor sharp I forgot I had it in my heart I gotta do a clean sweep from the start I drop everything that ain't clean Don't take it for being mean A brother's gotta fufill his dreams You feelin me? [VERSE:] You made my toes, bring my balance to the floor You made my feet, walk right over to your door You had my ankles, tangled, and puzzled You had my knees to the point they'd buckle the light of day hadn't stumbled over your way Didn't wait for the night time, the high time, the right time Bein as it was, we had to close the door It's like turnin away from a million bucks But I can't see you no more [CHORUS:] It's like the cold of a lonly night The draft of a window not shut tight I've got a hunger for bein right That's what I'm livin for, I'm livin for Inticed by the things you do It's a one way ticket to devil's hell foolin wit you My soul wants to be true That's what I'm livin for, I'm livin for [VERSE:] You had my legs on the verge of Virtual restrainer I could not move without permission from my trainer You had my arms and hands Wrapped around your lust You made my heart buzz the light of day hadn't stumbled over your way Didn't wait for the night time, the high time, the right time Bein as it was, we had to close the door It's like turnin away from a million bucks But I can't see you no more [CHORUS] [BRIDGE:] I'd give my life Not under tempation, nor condemnation For my slavation is more important to me [CHORUS] [repeat]

T & P Combo

311 "311"
People sing about the coming of spring But what is comin' down around it's snow or it's rain It's insane and I'm still in the same gang The way the weatheract's it's a shame ok Badder behavior in our shit is flavor Grandiose endeavorsyes the quest is greater Make no mistake I know the time and I wake I slip onlywhen P-Nut gets me baked from that shake Yeah you can't fuck with this You're Walter Middy don't take it as a dis But the fantasy has got to end this minute I had a fucking dream and yo now I'm in it I've been at many function but I knowI'm about the function If someone brings you down keep punching We bunched in alittle house where conditions got squalid But where we at now - solid I concurtime it slurs and it blurs The vision like a drug and yo it's the word Howabsurd deliver us from nerds And funky 40 oz. glass littered curbs Soon thechurch pitted bell will clang Boys on the corner mack with slang play a dicegame When I walk by it some bag lady goes sha-na-na-na Your street time islimited 'cuz this band rocks it Take your whole crew put 'em all in your pocketIf your feelin' sick rub it on with vicks 'N take 2 to 6 of our sweet super mix Your street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks it Take your whole crew put 'emall in your pocket If your feelin' sick we got the elixir Rub it on down withthe sweet super mixer Late night radio players late night airwave invaders Yeahwe got the force late night radio Zooma zooma zooma yeah we got the boom Blowin' up the spot so so give us room We prowl sometimes we howl hysterical When we take the stage see a miracle I realize today nothing is more vestigial Than the young space walkin' individual For years and years bubbling up withsoul power To detonate this planet or reach another Yeah we take it up a notch We diggin' the shit so deep like Ralston digs scotch Botch this and I'll regretit no that's not what I'm saying Remember this instead I'm staying We played ina little house where conditions got squalid But where we at now - solid Wehauled a van with a RV that was a bad call It all went up in flames but Ihaven't seen it all Homey steps to me and say hey where ya goin' Oh just headin'back to where I done my growin' If you must go somewhere over the rainbow Theadventures of a cosmic hero From planet to planet my tags a crater If you're notin the future you're not here either Labeled psychedelic we can play disco Whenthe going gets weird you know the weird turn pro Your street time is limited'cuz this band rocks it Take your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket If yourfeelin' sick rub it on with Vicks 'N take 2 to 6 of our sweet super mix Yourstreet time is limited 'cuz this band rocks it Take your whole crew put 'em allin your pocket If your feelin' sick we got the elixir Rub it on down with thesweet super mixer Late night radio players late night airwave invaders Yeah wegot the force late night radio

Say Hey There

ATMOSPHERE "You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having"
Watcha gonna do? Slam Doors? Break a glass? Maybe pass out on the kitchen floor with your naked ass? She still makes time to hate me but basically I'm overbooked no emotional vacancy Complacency seems so simple Like fuck it let me be the one you fight and call mister right It's and addiction bound to stick around cause a junky won't bounce 'till he hits the ground (get down) And these drugs ain't as good as we wish they were (get up) and this buzz doesn't keep us from missin' her (get over) And that love that built all of this emphasis spilled enough guilt to kill Electra and Oedipus (get out) It's easier to leave it there Each time I see your tears makes me need a beer to relieve the fear I wanna keep a clear sky and fly away like a meteor outta here maybe next year I'll reappear [Chorus] I say hey there, we don't play fair you can't stay here, I hope you take care [4X] Sometimes you make me feel like such a prick That even I'm convinced that I'm the one thats sick You can fuss and bitch, you can cut your wrist or you can choke on that blood from the tongue you've bit And when you acted up, best believe I blessed you back I've got a fucking fan base that can attest to that I'm returning this bleeding hearts club membership card cause I want no motherfuckin' part of it We're just two dogs on all fours It's a tug of war for who loves you more Blame it on tours or locked bathroom doors or maybe it's 'cause my voice was louder than yours (what? You jealous?) And I'll be damned if I do this for forever Everybody lookin' at me like I don't know better Instead I gotta run if I'm ever gonna forget her cause I've always been a go-getter (so whatever) [Chorus] And now I got a head full of better off dead I followed down them steps, and slept in the wrong bed If I had a breath of self-respect left I'd set fire to the boxspring to help it catch wreck Let these ashes represent the mattress Director left the set but nobody told the actress So she's still actin' as if we scheduled a practice and my soundtrack is compromisin' her theatrics You, you remind me of me, it's not a compliment Get your song on You, who you tryin' to be? I've got no tolerance left for drama You, you would like to go free, jump off the fence let your claws out You, you remind me of me, run from all of them 'til they all gone Then, here we go again, with my threats to leave Like I've ever left a she who wouldn't let me breathe Instead I kept it deep enough to get you to believe that I'm incapable of escapin' and settin' you free Well I'mma open up that map and see the nation Call it vocation Call it a vacation You can find me at the airport waitin' or maybe I'll be chain smokin' down at the train station With the pose of a mack and my clothes in a sack Gotta go and I don't know when I'll be back Get my last paycheck, smash and make steps Gone, on the run with Kool G. Rap in the tapedeck (peace) [Chorus - 2X]

Better Slow Down

APRIL WINE "Attitude"
(Steve Segal/Myles Goodwyn) Published by MFG Sing Sing Music/Deeny Weeny Publishing/SOCAN - ASCAP Ain't no time to fool around Man I gotta hit this town tonight, I feel alright I've been standing in one place too long Listening to that same old song And you know, baby I gotta go, yeah Bright lights, comin' up real fast All night, I gotta make this moment last Headlights, pullin' up beside me A man pulled me over, gets out of his car And he said, you better slow down Busy pumpin' of the feet Bodies movin' in the heat all night, and that's alright I'm lookin' at the way she moves Cookin' up and turnin' grooves As she does, could this be love Bright lights, she's comin' up real close All night, I gotta make the most of it So nice, she's rubbin' up beside me Then she pulls back a little, looks to me in the eye To say, you better slow down Drinkin' wine and movin' fast I don't know if I'm gonna last the night, and that ain't right The guy who stopped me's puffin' smoke Asked me if I want a toke Hey what's this baby, you know that ain't right Bright lights, spinnin' all around All night, I'm goin' up and down So I, stop right here, ain't botherin' me Better split before I'm history, huh Alright, the man keeps comin', the lights keep spinnin' All night, it's time I head for home Alright, I gotta turn and get away from here, cause the Bright lights, you know they just don't work for me I gotta split from here before I'm history

Why

JADAKISS "Kiss Of Death"
[Jadakiss] Aha It's dat real Yo, why is Jadakiss as hard as it gets Why is the industry designed to keep the artist in debt And why them dudes ain't ridin' if there part of your set And why they never get it poppin' but they party to death Yea, and why they gon give you life for a murder Turn around only give you eight months for a burner, it's goin down Why they sellin' niggaz CD's for under a dime If it's all love daddy why you come wit your nine Why my niggaz ain't get that cake Why is a brother up North better than Jordan That ain't get that break Why you ain't stackin' instead of tryin' to be fly Why is rattin' at an all time high Why are you even alive Why they kill Tupac n' Chris Why at the bar you ain't take straight shots instead of poppin Crist' Why them bullets have to hit that door Why did Kobe have to hit that raw Why he kiss that whore Why [Chorus: Anthony Hamilton] All that I been givin' Is this thing that I've been living They got me in the system Why they gotta do me like that Try'd to make it my way But got sent up on the highway Why, oh why Why they gotta do me like that [Jadakiss] Why would niggaz push pounds and powder Why did bush knock down the towers Why you around them cowards Why Aaliyah have to take that flight Why my nigga D ain't pull out his Ferrari Why he take that bike Why they gotta open your package and read your mail Why they stop lettin' niggaz get degreez in jail Why you gotta do eighty-five percent of your time And why do niggaz lie in eighty-five percent of they rhymes Why a nigga always want what he can't have Why I can't come through in the pecan Jag Why did crack have to hit so hard Even though it's almost over Why niggaz can't get no jobs Why they come up wit the witness protection Why they let the terminator win the election Come on, pay attention Why sell in the stores what you can sell in the streets Why I say the hottest shit but we sellin' the least [Chorus] [Jadakiss] Uh, yea, yo Why Halle have to let a white man pop her to get a Oscar Why Denzel have to be crooked before he took it Why they didn't make the CL6 wit a clutch And if you don't smoke why the hell you reachin' for my dutch Why rap, cause I need air time Why be on the curb wit a "why lie I need a beer" sign Why all the young niggaz is dyin' Cause they moms at work, they pops is gone, they livin' wit iron Why they ain't give us a cure for aids Why my diesel have fiends in the spot on the floor for days Why you screamin' like it's slug, it's only the hawk Why my buzz in L.A. ain't like it is in New York Why you forcin' you to be hard Why ain't you a thug by choice Why the whole world love my voice Why try to tell 'em that it's the flow son And you know why they made the new twenties Cause I got all my old ones That's why [Chorus]

Why

ANTHONY HAMILTON "Southern Comfort"
[Jadakiss] Aha It's dat real Yo, why is Jadakiss as hard as it gets Why is the industry designed to keep the artist in debt And why them dudes ain't ridin' if there part of your set And why they never get it poppin' but they party to death Yea, and why they gon give you life for a murder Turn around only give you eight months for a burner, it's goin down Why they sellin' niggaz CD's for under a dime If it's all love daddy why you come wit your nine Why my niggaz ain't get that cake Why is a brother up North better than Jordan That ain't get that break Why you ain't stackin' instead of tryin' to be fly Why is rattin' at an all time high Why are you even alive Why they kill Tupac n' Chris Why at the bar you ain't take straight shots instead of poppin Crist' Why them bullets have to hit that door Why did Kobe have to hit that raw Why he kiss that whore Why [Chorus: Anthony Hamilton] All that I been givin' Is this thing that I've been living They got me in the system Why they gotta do me like that Try'd to make it my way But got sent up on the highway Why, oh why Why they gotta do me like that [Jadakiss] Why would niggaz push pounds and powder Why did bush knock down the towers Why you around them cowards Why Aaliyah have to take that flight Why my nigga D ain't pull out his Ferrari Why he take that bike Why they gotta open your package and read your mail Why they stop lettin' niggaz get degreez in jail Why you gotta do eighty-five percent of your time And why do niggaz lie in eighty-five percent of they rhymes Why a nigga always want what he can't have Why I can't come through in the pecan Jag Why did crack have to hit so hard Even though it's almost over Why niggaz can't get no jobs Why they come up wit the witness protection Why they let the terminator win the election Come on, pay attention Why sell in the stores what you can sell in the streets Why I say the hottest shit but we sellin' the least [Chorus] [Jadakiss] Uh, yea, yo Why Halle have to let a white man pop her to get a Oscar Why Denzel have to be crooked before he took it Why they didn't make the CL6 wit a clutch And if you don't smoke why the hell you reachin' for my dutch Why rap, cause I need air time Why be on the curb wit a "why lie I need a beer" sign Why all the young niggaz is dyin' Cause they moms at work, they pops is gone, they livin' wit iron Why they ain't give us a cure for aids Why my diesel have fiends in the spot on the floor for days Why you screamin' like it's slug, it's only the hawk Why my buzz in L.A. ain't like it is in New York Why you forcin' you to be hard Why ain't you a thug by choice Why the whole world love my voice Why try to tell 'em that it's the flow son And you know why they made the new twenties Cause I got all my old ones That's why [Chorus]

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