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JACK SAVORETTI lyrics - Before The Storm

The Proposal

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Living in your absence I see memories when I cry I hear songs in the key of silence I'm not ready yet to die Every breath I laugh out loud Like a poet with no rhyme It means nothing to me now It'll mean everything in time Oh this crazy superstition You'll find love just you wait your turn I ain't got no time for intuition Let's build this bridge together watch it burn Looking back at my sweet life In an empty dirty glass I can see the men in white Telling tales about the past Such a dangerous game to play Only way to be Ask me nicely I might stay Will you run away with me Oh this crazy superstition You'll find love just you wait your turn I ain't got no time for intuition Let's build this bridge together watch it burn Living in your absence I see memories of when I cried I hear songs in the key of silence I'm not ready yet to die Oh this crazy superstition You'll find love just you wait your turn I ain't got no time for intuition Let's build this bridge together watch it burn Let's build this bridge together watch it burn Let's build this bridge together watch it burn

Get Fly (What If Jesus Forgot To Put You On The Guestlist?)

ATMOSPHERE "You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having"
[Chorus: repeat 2X] They want us to fight, but we just want to get high Work all day, all night, trying to get fly When I get some money I'mma buy me some time I can't fight your war until I'm finished with mine [First Verse] I used to be mad at the government Redirected some of my anger towards the mothership Trying to guess which living hell sleeps under when the grand scheme plan keeps all these people wonderin Why we still runnin in place frustrated? Pride is mistaken for hate, it's upgraded I got a little breath left, let's suffocate it Point at the epiphanies and call 'em all drug related The time I spent with my life on bent Trying to find the friends inside my head Must have disengaged every phase and stage Of of my I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming of age My unofficial autobio Will be accompanied with tips on how to smile 'cause I've found that when they don't see you frown They never know that your a threat And they don't sweat you when you came around So who's going to be my next door savior? Step up to your neighbor, and do me a favour Take off the mask, let it all collapse Empty the pack and watch your wings grow back [Chorus] [Second Verse] Society becomes jealousy, intimacy becomes intensity Say it with a smile like it's meant to be And all of a sudden, "boom", American family And I can tell when your mad at your past Because you tend to take the turns just a little too fast And I can tell how you push your foot on the gas that you already knew that you was gunna finsish last Slow it down and take a little time To look up at them clouds with the fake silver lining Up in a tree knowing damn well you never reach the top But you don't stop, you keep climbing Well okay, it's settled No more nights in this weed and thorn infested meadow Uh-uh, from this day forth, only forward I pedal Get the memo I'm cutting the strings Gepetto Shuffle the cards and let's argue Rooted in between the computer games and cartoons Stop and watch us all get lost Between God and a shot of scotch, let's get fly [Chorus]

Time Flies

JOE BUDDEN "Mood Muzik 4.5: The Worst Is Yet To Come"
Look how life, life has changed Movin up, to bigger things Look how time flies by... [x2] (Ain't it funny how time goes by... [x2]) I see the storm, thru the rain As for you, your still the same Look how time flies by... [x2] (Ain't it funny how time goes by... [x2]) [Verse 1:] Check out your man who came up around the dope boys and backstabbers A dropout whom some referred to as a backpacker Dude they used to laugh at, member him? Bad rapper, exactly why being on the cover of that mag matters I chop it up with some artists I used to beef with Glad we all grew to see how played out beef is Besides, that ain't something we're all willing to afford When your talented you try to get a million out of more Made a killing on tour, so while I'm wheelin that Azure I'm wishing all my black youths could know the feeling I endure For some folks, my ceiling is their floor Wondering where I'd be if I ain't feel like persevering anymore Look what time does, need a reality check It'll remind us, you can't run from it, it'll always find us And that's the game I respect it Rockin a different watch, but it gives the same message [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Look, I used to see her on the tv Now she textin how she miss me and she need me It's funny I remember when she couldn't take it Now when she get naked Shorty ride it to the point I'm thinkin she about to break it It's a few broads that ain't agree with my style Throwin it at me... yea they Cliff Lee with it now I mean they ain't wanna smile at me, wouldn't say what up So I have them face down but turnin their faces up Same broads you grew up with... with no body Is gettin work done... tired of being nobody Fake tits and ass, changing their look vastly Like niggas don't remember how they looked last week I'll diss a broad in a second, don't put it past me You don't want the truth? Bitch probably shouldn't of asked me! Cause they be thinkin they really be on the mind Though they rockin a nice watch, clearly got the wrong time [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Look at ya man washed up Lookin like he needs to wash up Fell off now he just watch us Was playin ball, something happened to the weight Tried the dope boy shit, but I guess the same applied Had a short fall from grace, how the fucks you a critic?! Damn near 35, how the fucks you in a civic?! Rimmed up, tryna stunt, lookin ridiculous And he be dead sober, with them drunk lookin bitches Frail ass nigga, life movin' slow, snail ass nigga In the club before 12 ass nigga And the nigga used to knock me, now his shit is just sloppy Catch him in some jeans shorts, Issey Miyake Smoked out son, you ain't get the memo? Still believing your own hype, still making demo's No grind, which lead to a short prime But homie ain't got a watch, how he gon' know the time? [Chorus] [Bridge: x2] Time flies by when you livin the life Leave the rest of the world behind

Seven Mile Bridge

David Alan Coe "Spectrum VII"
By David Allan Coe Dedicated to the wife's of sailors everywhere and to the grandfather who never got to hear my stories and songs. YOU KNOW, AS A CHILD, HE HEARD TELL OF THE SEVEN MILE BRIDGE THAT CONNECTED ON MARATHON SHORE YES, AND IT WAS THE GATEWAY KEY WEST HIS GRANDPA HAD TOLD HIM TEN TIMES OR MORE. THE STORIES OF SOME SAILORS CURSE ON THE BRIDGE WHERE IT OPENS TO LET THE BOATS THROUGH BUT THE NATIVES ALL LAUGH AT GRANDPAS OLD STORIES AND SWEAR THAT IT JUST ISN'T TRUE NOW MOST OF THEM SAIL ACROSS TO MIAMI FROM THE EDGE OF THE BLUE WATER LINE WITH CRAWFISH AND SNAPPERS TO SELL AT THE MARKET FOR MONEY TO SPEND ON SOME WINE THEY ALWAYS CROSS THROUGH AT THE SEVEN MILE BRIDGE EXCEPT WHEN THE MOON COMES OUT FULL THEY'RE NOT SUPERSTITIOUS THEY TELL YOU AS THEY ARE REPEATING THAT OLD SEAMAN'S RULE WATCH OUT FOR THOSE OUTLAWS AND PIRATES LORD KNOWS THAT THEY'LL STEAL YOU BLIND DON'T MESS AROUND WITH THOSE CUTTHROATS AND THIEVES THEY'RE ROBBERS AND KILLERS OF TIME AND THERE'S NOTHING WORSE THAN AN OLD SAILORS CURSE ON THE SEVEN MILE BRIDGE WHERE YOU FIND THEY'RE STEALING THE FUTURE AND MAKING BELIEVE THE PAST IS STILL SOMEWHERE BEHIND THE SEVEN MILE BRIDGE , THE SEVEN MILE BRIDGE AND HE FOUND A WOMAN WHO'D COME HERE FROM CUBA SHE GAVE HIM A SON AND A DREAM THEY LIVED IN A CONCH HOUSE SOMEWHERE ON STOCK ISLAND WITH THE SEVEN MILE BRIDGE IN BETWEEN SHED SPENT HER NIGHTS ON THE WINDOW WALK WONDERING IF HE'D SAFELY PULL THROUGH THE STORM WHILE HE SPENT HIS MONEY ON PAINTED UP WOMEN AND WHISKY TO KEEP HI BLOOD WARM THEN HE'D GAMBLE ON CRAB RACES TILL HE WAS BROKE WHILE SHE SAT UP WAITING ALL NIGHT THEN FELLING TOO GUILTY TO FACE HER AND TELL HER HE'D LOOK FOR SOME BULLY TO FIGHT AT THE END OF THE RAINBOW WHERE THE SUN ALWAYS SHINES JUST SOUTH OF THE SEVEN MILE BRIDGE SHE WAITS AT THE WINDOW FOR SIGNS OF HIS SAILBOAT AND TRIES NOT TO WORRIED THE KIDS SHE SNEAKS A FEW DRINKS FROM THE BOTTLE SHE HIDES FROM A HUSBAND THAT'S TO TIRED TO THINK WITH FEELINGS OF GUILT SHE PICKS UP THE BOTTLE AND POURS THE REMAINS IN THE SINK NOW SHE THINKS OF THE MEN THAT STARE AT HER BOLDLY THEY KNOW SHE'S A WOMAN ALONE WITH FINGERS THAT TREMBLE SHE TOUCHES HER BODY AND WISHES HER MAN WOULD COME HOME NOW THE YEARS PASS SO QUICKLY FOR TIME IS A THIEF HIS SKIN LOOKS LIKE LEATHER BY NOW HIS WOMAN'S GOT FAT AND LOST ALL HER BEAUTY BUT, LORD, SHE'S LIVED UP TO HER VOW SHE LOOKS AT HER SON THAT'S GOING ON TWENTY HE'S READY TO LIVE HIS OWN LIFE SHE HOPES HE CAN FIND A SEA WORTHY WOMAN A SAILOR SURE NEEDS A GOOD WIFE WHY HE'S JUST LIKE HIS DADDY, SHE THINKS AS SHE WATCHES HIM WEAVING THOSE FISH NETS ALL DAY KNOWING THAT SOME TIME THE SEVEN MILE BRIDGE WILL TAKE HIM AND LEAD HIM ASTRAY HE MIGHT RETURN HIS WOMAN WOULD LEARN BROKE LIKE HIS DADDY AND DRUNK SHE WROTE DOWN SOME WORDS ON AN OLD PIECE OF SAIL CLOTH NAILED IT OVER HIS BUNK WHY THEN, SHE PACKED HIS SEA BAG AND FILLED UP HIS TRUNK HIS NEW WIFE WOULD WANT IT THAT WAY JUST BEFORE THE OLD MAN SHOOK THE YOUNGER LADS HAND THESE ARE THE WORDS HE DID SAY

New World

REAMONN "Dream No.7"
This is our world but they destroy it they'll watch it burn in hell This is our world but they destroy it they'll watch it burn in hell This is your time you are the sign they can't take that away This is your dream hear the future scream for a brand new day One two buckle my shoe Three four knock on the door Five six pick up sticks Seven eight then it's to late This is our world they burn it so they burn in Hell This is our world they burn it so they burn in Hell ¨C burn in hell Watch the clock you watch it tic you watch it toc Watch the slip of time this our world it's not yours it's not mine This is the dream this is the time we can make it turn We can't just watch can't just watch as it burns This our world and we destroy it we need to save ourselves One two ¡­ This is our world they burn it so they burn in hell This is our world they burn it so they burn in hell ¨C burn in hell Can't you see that this is our world

Time To Build

DMX "The Great Depression"
It's Time, it's time, it's time, it's time This is time to build, it's time to build It's time to build, it's time to build It's time to build, this is time to build [Verse 1: Mic Geronimo] I format my mind for combat In fact I put a hole up in your back on the song like that Rollin thick with my people ain't no room to breathe Surrounded by murderous felons, drinks and bags of weed I swing at ya and get fly with the M-I I'm automatic trample in your static with the semi So when I squeeze I'm off in the breeze with these Licking shots at them whack MC's With no direction, I rhyme with perfection skills Drug a nigga like a pill when it's time to build Keep it real, get your head rocked when I wreck shop I bigger with my style ain't a bully on your fuckin block Word is bond I go on I'm breaking MC's with vocal tones over real rap songs Insane in the brain nothing left to gain Grab the mic up with skill when it's time to build, Mother Fuckers [Chorus:] This is time to build, it's time to build It's time to build, it's time to build It's time to build, this is time to build [Verse 2: Ja Rule] Niggas increase the pain when they shout my name Horrified by the thought of hot slugs and graves Cause Ja is a sinister character loading that 44 caliber Infrared aimed at your jugular Who the fuck are you Nobody cares You just be another nigga that needs repairs Talking to all them niggas shitting And all them faggots that be steady bitching, inside their insides twitching Sod sill delivering, DOA push a nine to your mind and commence the spray No bullshit, Natural's the king of left Scared of life but wanna play the game of death What's next Niggas wearing padded kotex Pussy ass MC's get treated like rough sex I'm possessed you can't feel what I feeler Be easy on the cut, uh, uh, uh [Chorus:] This is time to build, it's time to build It's time to build, it's time to build It's time to build, this is time to build [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Yeah, fresh on the scene-a with the fucking next niggas demeanor You know my work I bless and press more skirts then the cleaners I'm damn relaxed cause you cats can't stress the G Ain't a enough jump in 'em to make you high enough to test me Gone, niggas is moist like Duncan Heinz Choice when I'm voicing my poise I got poison lines So flame on I turn my game on the expert Niggas get chills when you hear my name on the network Fuck what you niggas kickin on the mic You chicken like you don't know what an ass whippin feels like I'm living flashbacks, I blaze niggas split like ass-cracks It's the J to the A, smoother than jazz tracks, yeah So when I'm browsing through your housing projects Niggas get 5,000 shit is rough Time to close I hit you with 16 of those Next time maybe more, but who the fuck knows [Chorus:] This is time to build, it's time to build It's time to build, it's time to build It's time to build, this is time to build [Verse 4: DMX] Check it out yo, Check it out yo, Check it out yo, Check it out yo I'm peeling niggas caps like oranges Hit 'em in the head with 2 by 4 inches I'm a grimy nigga so I like my bitches cruddy My clothes dirty, dick shitty, and my knife bloody I did too much dirt to turn back now I'm the reason my lil' sister smoking crack now I'd feel guilty if I had a heart but I don't To live a carefree life if I stop killing but I won't It's in my blood to destroy man kind With every murder I lose it little more of my damn mind And I ain't got much left to lose nigga ,so don't snooze nigga I'm telling yous nigga, just pay your dues nigga Respect my mother fucking style of rap Murder your mic and your unborn child This ain't wild just how niggas living on the street A little something that cant be beat [Chorus:] It's Time, it's time, it's time, it's time This is time to build, it's time to build It's time to build, it's time to build It's time to build, this is time to build [Mic Geronimo:] Recognize, understand, recognize, understand Recognize, understand, recognize, understand This is time to build This is time to build This is time to build

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