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JAGGED EDGE lyrics - Jagged Little Thrill

This Goes Out

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This goes out to all them hustlers Everybody out there making them ends meet I ain't mad at'cha JE y'all, this goes out to everybody This goes out to you, this goes out to you (This goes out) This goes out to you, this goes out to you (I'm telling you this goes out) This goes out to you, this goes out to you (This goes out, hey) This goes out to you, this goes out to you (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Some people sleep five to a bed Three at the feet, two at the top So I can't really talk about how they should live When I know in my heart if it came down to it I'd be getting down the same as them See Lord, tryna hustle must be something heaven sent A lot of rent wouldn't be made without this trade That we call hustlin' This goes out to the cats on the corner Stressin' and strugglin' just to get a dollar I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can't touch you This goes out to the girls in the streets Like going all out just so their kids can eat Like I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can't touch you This goes out... I used to be half between Going all out and doings things that I know just wasn't right And now I'm looking back And I think just do it or never did something But I can tell you that I'd probably take a bullet in my head than leave my family unfed And that's the way it is This goes out to my homies, yeah This goes out to the cats on the corner Stressin' and strugglin' just to get a dollar I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can't touch you This goes out to the girls in the streets Like going all out just so their kids can eat Like I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can't touch you This goes out... [Rap] Uh, uh, uh Ay yo I welcome the struggle Like I welcome the hustle Find the right one, take it and bubble That's on the muscle I ain't giving in, I'm trying to win And if I gotta get my hands a little dirty Then I'm sorry for sin But the Fed don't understand ain't bred So brothers gotta learn to bake to make bread Chicks use their ass and shake to make breat But I understand shorty keep them kids fed This goes out to my whole 5-5-81 click I often reminisce when we just dreamed of this Rich cars, fine homes, girls with nice toes Dime pieces standing in line to show us their thongs Went from riding six deep in a little ass jeep To Cadillac trucks and Benzes, prowling the streets We gon' ball till we fall Cause we fadin' em all Put your glasses in the air, this goes out to y'all This goes out to the cats on the corner Stressin' and strugglin' just to get a dollar I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can't touch you This goes out to the girls in the streets Like going all out just so their kids can eat Like I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can't touch you This goes out... My homies, you can't touch me If you don't really know This goes out to my homies You can't touch me If you don't really know This goes out to my homies You can't touch me If you don't really know This goes out to my homies You can't touch me If you don't really know

Hold Music

ARCHITECTURE IN HELSINKI "Places Like This"
Hey you know my friend lisa she's down from LA we've been places like this there always the same we'll loosen the rope just enough to make you pay when my memory is hazy we're moving away to rent a display home avoid all the grey 2 bees in a storm the honey's stuck us by the hair hold music give it to me baby don't you dare lose it when we're sleeping in daily there's ice on the road I bought us a dragon to lighten the load he's keeping us warm the blood keep flowing to your head Say I've never been stately I'm legless at sea my spirit has felt you since 1903 I'm trying to be normal but there's evil in my head hold music give it to me bay don't you dare lose it You're so dangerous everybody's gonna hide out back it doesn't matter that you're serious move along sad face your cover's blown cmon there you are and we're outta space and you're out of space change the beat fast or your enemies will see you naked hold music hold music hold When we were out drinking I found you a home 4 million in prizes you left me alone when we were forlorn I found some poison in your bed Though you may mistake me I'll never be free I'm stuck in the crossfire between you and he tattoos on his arms he got a needle for a head hold music give it to me bay don't you dare lose it

Panic Attack (The P.A.)

ATMOSPHERE "You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having"
Little momma got a little pill to swallow A little water to follow it down the tunnel Gotta lotta walls but the house is hollow Got a lot of holes, never found the shovel Panic attack, so what's the plan of attack? You had to be had. You cut in half. You had to react You battle with your shadow from front to back Stack up the stats. Handle the math, and that'll be that Hold your head up. I know your fed up But don't let it get up to the top of them steps love Instead of playin' with the pieces that got messed up get dressed up, we goin' out to catch the best buzz Self-medicated, spirit on elevated Help take the self-made self-hate and celebrate it And I could tell you hated it when you felt naked but the poison tastes great, wanna know how the hell they made it? And if the dizzy don't kill you, the city will Simply for the thrill of wiping up a sticky spill Little tricky get busy of a fifty bill So take the little pill straight to your pretty grill [Chorus] Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack. [x8] So what you drinking? So what you popping? So what you eating? So what you dropping? So what you smoking? So what you sniffing? So how you coping? So what's the difference? Contagious, it runs like the paint does Sedate the sober and over anxious The pages of pain that make the songs on the playlist The renegade rain that jumped just to flood the bassment Look honey everbody needs a help-up buddy No body's drug-free, the streets would be hella bloody Do you call yourself a patient of a junky? The only thing that separates is who takes your money All smile like we're gonna go buck wild Order up a shot, prescription filled up now Pop another (what?) distracted by the rush while we fight all night about what to name the love child I'm on that go nuts life that got that gold touch Fresh fly wild bold what like the cold crush No luck, don't hold much, just an old flush made up of hearts Queen high off the faux-blush Freak outs, leak out, and bleed out, and speak out and reroute and seak out the weak crowd And we doubt, but when I see it keep out the beast I'll believe for now, it's all "peace, I gotta be out." [Chorus] Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack. [x8] [Sound clips of advertisements and quotes over beat to create nervous, panicky feeling]

Window

CANTON JONES "Dominionaire"
[Chorus:] I see a window over your head [x3] And it's pouring out blessings [Verse 1:] You've been in a season of difficult lessons Trying to do your best in this economic depression As long as you try you will survive Your friends and family cannot help you And even in your struggle they need help too You'll be ok, I just wanna say that [Chorus] [Verse 2:] I see a window open, you've been copin, you've been hopin, you've been prayin Now it's your hour, blessings falling like you're standin in the shower It's hard to believe it, gotta give some away cause it's hard to receive it all You break down, you cry, Is it Christmas in July, nah Breakthrough, miracles now you gotta tell it Big ones fallin, I think you need a helmet Yeah, didn't quit but you stood instead And a blessing just bust you in the back of your head Oh, Oh there goes another one Give your mommy, daddy, sister, and your brother one You're a believer the doubt is over You're a receiver the drought is over [Chorus]

Try Her

AER "What You Need"
[Hook - Dave:] Man I’m feeling on fire, with my 40 pass the lighter These girls lookin good, yeah I might try her I might try her, I might try her She looks good but her friends look a little nicer [Verse 1 – Dave:] I'm 18, I rock flow and smoke weed, tank tops, snap backs and rolled up jeans I come from the dub so you can catch me on the scene Either poppin j’s at coch or swimmin in the town beach Sneakin up on rooftops, never catchin z’s I'm ahead of the rest, plottin the next scheme F-A-M we ready for the ride, it’s what you need Comin’ from the kid in tie dye YEAH! [Hook] [Verse 2 - Dave:] Somethin’s tellin’ me to try it, license from London She gotta be the reason for the riots and the spill of the blood It’s a known fact Taught in every class that I got the stats to snatch the rags off her back I can get it no time Just by starin’ in her eyes Statue status we the cats the baddest I can satisfy I swear cuz the raddest I’ve had it Your girl’s all on me and I'm not gon' stop her (probably won’t!) Backpack full of drinks, yeah I’m stocked up She says she likes aer, we head upstairs Blonde hair blue eyes and I’m tryin’ not to stare She grabs her friend, to add to the pair Shit two against one its really not fair [Hook] [Verse 3 – Carter:] I’d say I’m doing better than a bed wetter who’s wakin’ up in a puddle This girl’s really diggin’ it she’s got a shed of shovels Threads are fresh, like a head of lettuce I wanna use this kid’s guest room I’ll go see if he’ll let us Sneak away, don’t be afraid, we finna stay outta the party like a damned kid I grand slammed it, I’m glad I gotta try her, now she my number one fan ya dig? Ya guys still drinking? Cuz I'm Drinking more than you, yeah It's what you need

Bam

ATMOSPHERE "You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having"
[Slug] BAM!! We land at your table like dinnertime Asinine amount of women in the ticketline Hit it from behind the picket sign Switch the design and reposition the shine Subdue what they knew thrown askew Cut through with the focus of a "fuck you" Frozen moments grown up made work Open up the doorway, sewn up, pay dirt Everybody wants to party full belly still suckin on the parsley Star sleeps between the hard sheets You only parked on the street to hear the cars beep Pan left, pan right, damn right the econoline Weaves through the landmines Continues until I leave mankind Can't find control of the wheels on the van like BAM!! We land on your plate like a housefly Just another face from the southside The fall guy, all eyes on the tall small fry While I try not to make this doll cry What you call "fly"? what you call "fresh" Multi-bulls-eye-sex-and-checks-and-death I guess I'm best left for dead in a breath That was never impressed by what's possesed Girlfriend I need your help Cause the head on my shoulders won't fuck itself And homeboy, I need you as well, cause I gotta live And I got a little bridge to sell Gonna build a home out of syllables Gonna be alone when the whistle blows Cut the embyllical on the cymbols The break'll shake your silicone when you feel it go BAM!! (and when they started to scream, I thought of Mike G singin "Everything good aint as good as it seems" get ripped like flash) BAM!! WE land on tour tongue like words Didn't understand they were sung by birds The sunlight burnt to disturb the earth When the gun-fight burst occured BAM!! WE land in your gut like hungar Sunk your ship while you slept in the bunker The thunder don't stop the slumber, plug in the sub Turn it up, let the drummer go BAM!! We land on your head like rain drops With a chainsaw laced in napalm Weight loss, pill pop, chaos Thank god the best plays are made when the game stops BAM!! And if I gotta die, I got faith the decision was made That I was outta line BAM!! And if I gotta die, I'ma smile from the pile Cause I wasn't on the bottom, I'm a man With a child and a voice and a lovelife IF I get a choice then I hope I go just like BAM!!

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