JANET JACKSON lyrics - Discipline

What's Ur Name

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Hold up Slow it down I can see you new in town Cuz I'd never Forget you face That smile you wear Is amazin Just wanna know Where you headed I could roll Wit you baby Make some room In your life I don't wanna take up time So baby what's your name What's your name babe Do you live around here Cuz I ain't never seen you before But I wanna see you some more What's you name babe Put it right in my Sidekick And I'll hit you back Soon as I get home I'll put you in My favorites The swag you got Left a print In my mind As time goes by All I can think of is you Why you gotta be so fly Wish I could see you again Got me walkin round Lookin for you I'm trippin Damn what you do to me Can't believe how you got me and I don't even know your name Your not some random guy I can't let this moment pass me by I gotta do what I gotta do Take advantage Make the first move Cuz I don't wanna have to regret it I just wanna know your name

Eight Mile Road

EMINEM
( It's okay, it's okay. I'm gonna make it anyway.) Sometimes I just feel like Quittin I still might Why do I put up this fight? Why do I still write? Sometimes it's hard enough steal from the real life Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics And show these people what my level of skill's like But I'm still white Sometimes I just hate life Somethin ain't right Hit the breaklights In case of the stage fright Draw on the blank light (Uhh, But if I fall, It ain't my fault, Breakin eyeballs, My insides crawl) And I clam up (SMASH!) I just slam shut I just can't do it My whole manhood's just been stripped I've just been ripped So I must been dipped Or the bustin split Man fuck this shit yo I'm goin the fuck home Rollin my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Rd. (Chorus) I'm a man I'm a make a new plan Time for me to stand up and travel new land Time for me to just to take matters into my own hands Once I'm over these tracks man I'm a never look back (8 Mile Rd.) And I'm gone I don't like where I'm goin Sorry mama I've grown I must travel alone Ain't no followin no footsteps I'm makin my own Only way I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Rd. Walkin these traintracks Tryin to regain back the spirit I have 'Fore I go back to the same crap (SMASH!) To the same plant And the same pants Tryin to chase rap Gotta move A.S.A.P. Get a new plan Mama's got a new man Poor little baby sister She don't understand Sits in front of the TV, bury's her nose in the pad And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand While she colors her big brother, her mother, and dad Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had But I keep runnin from somethin I never wanted so bad Sometimes I get upset Cuz I ain't blew up yet It's like I grew up, but I aint grownin two nuts yet Don't gotta rap my step Don't got enough pep The pressure's too much man I'm just tryin to do what's best And I try Sit alone and I cry Yo I won't tell a lie Not a moment goes by That I don't pray to the sky Please I'm beggin you God Please don't let me be pigeon holdin on regular job Yo I hope you can hear me hommie Wherever you are Yo I'm tellin you dog I'm bailin this trailor tomorrow Tell my mother I love her Kiss baby sister goodbye Say whenever you need me baby I'm never too far But yo, I gotta get out there The only way I know And I'm going to be back for you On the second that I blow On everything I own I'll make it on my own Off to work I go Back to this 8 Mile Rd. (Chorus) Ya gotta live it to feel it If you didn't you wouldn't get it We'll see what the big deal is Why it wasn't, it still is To be walkin this border line of Detroit city's limit It's different, it's a certain significant certificate of authenticity You'd never even see But it's everything to me It's my credibility You've never seen, heard, smell, or met an MC Who's incredible and on the same pedistool as me But check Still unsigned Havin a rough time Sit on the porch with all my friend's who kick dumb rhymes Go to work And servin MC's in the lunch line But when it come's crunch time Where do my punch lines go? Who must I show? To bust my flow? Where must I go? Who must I know? Or am I just another crab in the bucket Cuz I ain't havin no luck with this little rabbit so fuck it Maybe I need a new outlit I'm startin to doubt shit I'm feelin a little scepticle Of who I hang out with I look like a bum Yo my clothes ain't about shit At the Salvation Army Tryin to salvage and outfit And it's cold Tryin to travel this road Plus I feel like I'm only stuck in this battlin mode My defenses are so up And one thing I don't want Is pity from no one The city is no fun There is no sun And it's so dark Sometimes I feel like I'm just being pulled apart Being torn in my limbs By each one of my friends Enough to just make me wanna jump outta my skin Sometimes I feel like a robot Sometimes I just know not what I'm doin I just blow My head is a stove top I just explode The kettle gets so hot Sometimes my mouth just overloads the acid I don't got But I've learned It's time for me to U-Turn Yo it only takes one time for me to get burnt Ain't no fallin No next time I meet a new girl I can no longer play stupid Or be immature I've got every ingredient All I need is the courage Like I already got to beat All I need is the words Got the urge Suddenly its a search Suddenly a new verse of energy has occured Time to show these free world leaders Three in the third I am no longer scared now I'm free as a bird And I turn and cross over The median curb Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur on 8 mile rd. (Chorus)

Road

EMINEM "8 Mile Soundtrack"
(It's okay, it's okay. I'm gonna make it anyway.) Sometimes I just feel like Quittin I still might Why do I put up this fight? Why do I still write? Sometimes it's hard enough just dealing with real life Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics And show these people what my level of skill's like But I'm still white Sometimes I just hate life Somethin ain't right Hit the breaklights In case of the stage fright Draw on the blank light (Uhh, But if I fall, It ain't my fault, Breakin eyeballs, My insides crawl) And I clam up (SMASH!) I just slam shut I just can't do it My whole manhood's just been stripped I've just been ripped So I must been dipped Or the bustin split Man fuck this shit yo I'm goin the fuck home Rollin my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Rd. (Chorus) I'm a man I'ma make a new plan Time for me to stand up and travel new land Time for me to just to take matters into my own hands Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back (8 Mile Rd.) And I'm gone I don't like where I'm goin Sorry mama I've grown I must travel alone Ain't no followin no footsteps I'm makin my own Only way I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Rd. Walkin these traintracks Tryin to regain back the spirit I have 'Fore I go back to the same crap (SMASH!) To the same plant And the same pants Tryin to chase rap Gotta move A.S.A.P. Get a new plan Mama's got a new man Poor little baby sister She don't understand Sits in front of the TV, bury's her nose in the pad And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand While she colors her big brother, her mother, and dad Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had But I keep runnin from somethin I never wanted so bad Sometimes I get upset Cuz I ain't blew up yet It's like I grew up, but I aint grownin two nuts yet Don't gotta rap my step Don't got enough pep The pressure's too much man I'm just tryin to do what's best And I try Sit alone and I cry Yo I won't tell a lie Not a moment goes by That I don't pray to the sky Please I'm beggin you God Please don't let me be pigeon holdin on regular job Yo I hope you can hear me hommie Wherever you are Yo I'm tellin you dog I'm bailin this trailor tomorrow Tell my mother I love her Kiss baby sister goodbye Say whenever you need me baby I'm never too far But yo, I gotta get out there The only way I know And I'ma do that for you On the second that I blow On everything I own I'll make it on my own Off to work I go Back to this 8 Mile Rd. (Chorus) Ya gotta live it to feel it If you didn't you wouldn't get it We'll see what the big deal is Why it wasn't, it still is To be walkin this border line of Detroit city's limit It's different, it's a certain significant certificate of authenticity You'd never even see But it's everything to me It's my credibility You've never seen, heard, smell, or met an MC Who's incredible and on the same pedistool as me But check Still unsigned Havin a rough time Sit on the porch with all my friend's who kick dumb rhymes Go to work And servin MC's in the lunch line But when it come's crunch time Where do my punch lines go? Who must I show? To bust my flow? Where must I go? Who must I know? Or am I just another crab in the bucket Cuz I ain't havin no luck with this little rabbit so fuck it Maybe I need a new outlit I'm startin to doubt shit I'm feelin a little scepticle Of who I hang out with I look like a bum Yo my clothes ain't about shit At the Salvation Army Tryin to salvage and outfit And it's cold Tryin to travel this road Plus I feel like I'm only stuck in this battlin mode My defenses are so up And one thing I don't want Is pity from no one The city is no fun There is no sun And it's so dark Sometimes I feel like I'm just being pulled apart Being torn in my limbs By each one of my friends Enough to just make me wanna jump outta my skin Sometimes I feel like a robot Sometimes I just know not what I'm doin I just blow My head is a stove top I just explode The kettle gets so hot Sometimes my mouth just overloads the acid I don't got But I've learned It's time for me to U-Turn Yo it only takes one time for me to get burnt Ain't no fallin No next time Imeet a new girl I can no longer play stupid Or be immature I've got every ingredient All I need is the courage Like I already got to beat All I need is the words Got the urge Suddenly its a search Suddenly a new verse of energy has occured Time to show these free world leaders Three in the third I am no longer scared now I'm free as a bird And I turn and cross over The median curb Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur on 8 mile rd. (Chorus)

Let's Get Busy Baby

DJ Jazzy Jeff The Fresh Prince "He's The DJ I'm The Rapper"
Mmm! Say baby you got some fries to go with that shake? Ay what are you man? Yo man that is NO way to talk to a woman man Man! I =BEEN= talkin to girls man what are you talkin about? That girl looks =GOOD= Man look you just you buggin man you know what you said? Okay okay alright =YOU= show me how to talk to a lady [Fresh Prince] Aight bet uhh sweetheart? Listen up toots I like your looks I used to see girls like you in them girlie books I'm losin my mind, but it's not lost yet I'd pay a thousand dollars just to see your sihlouette Red is the rose's color, blue is the violet's Here's my number baby, when you get home, dial it up I'll be your man and you can be my lady and YOU can come to my house, and we can get busy baby Girl.. for..get about your boyfriend, he's nothin but a hassle You can come with me and cold chill in my castle Oh what a wonderful time it would be, imagine -- -- you and me, in my jacuzzi or horseback ridin or we can play tennis But, the most intimate part will be when it's time to eat dinner, we'll go get dressed And then we'll give a call to Antonie, my private chef First we'll eat crablegs, by candlelight Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night And if the time is right, I'll ask you to be my lady and we can dip right upstairs and get busy baby You know since I first met you, I wanted to let you know how I felt, so I could get you to treat me like a phone and take me off hold and make your hero come so I can pour my heart and soul I can't help but dream about the ultimate life Two kids, a dog, a goldfish - and you as my wife We'd have a rosebush, with a white picket fence and all the neighborhood kids would call me Mr. Prince And on the lazy Saturday afternoons right after me and the kids get finished watching cartoons we could send them both outside to go playin And we could spend some time upstairs, get what I'm sayin? The only problem, that we would have is whether or not to drive the Porsche, the Benz, or the Jag And every night before bed, flip the radio on and sip Dom Perignon to the quiet storm Gucci, Louis Vuitton, you want more? Gloria Vanderbilt or Liz Claiborne or Christian Dior from head to foot The world is yours if you'll be my toots Ohhh I know what your problem is Look those other chicks are just good friends I'll give up my harem if you'll be my lady C'mon whaddya say, huh? Let's get busy baby Look, be honest, c'mon, don't lie Tell the truth - I'm a hell of a guy, right? Pretty smile, light brown eyes I've got miles on them other guys, face it You could search America, Russia or Germany but never will you find another man equivalent to me But let's discuss it, perhaps over lunch about how I'll be your poopsie, and you will be my hunybunch Now isn't that special? Why ain't you widdit? You'll be my only girl, yeah, that's the ticket Life's a risky business, babe you know the deal Sometimes you just gotta say what the hell Now is that time, roll for the money Life is a gamble but I'm a sure thing honey Girl, you know you drivin me crazy So how bout it, come on, let's get busy baby

I Wanna Get Next To You

911 "There It Is"
(I wanna get next to you) I wanna get next to you (I wanna get next to you) I wanna get next to you I'm sitting here In this chair Waiting on you, oh baby To see things my way But not to a word you say You won't even look my way, yeah Refrain 1: Girl, I'm spending my dimes Wasting my time Talking till I'm black and blue Oh, can't you see Chorus: (I wanna get next to you) I wanna get next to you, ooh (I wanna get next to you) Dreams of you and I go sailing by Whenever your eyes meet mine You're so fine (And girl, you make me feel) so insecure You're so beautiful and pure Why must you be so unkind Tell me I'm not your kind, Blow my mind Refrain 2: Girl, my money is low And I know that I can't take you to the fancy places You might wanna go Chorus 2: (I wanna get next to you) and I... I wanna get next to you I wanna get next to you, baby, yeah Lalalalala...... I wanna get next to you Bridge: Girl, you can bend me, shake me, make me Whatever it takes to please you I'm willing to do (I'm willing to do) 'Cause you're my dream come true I wanna get next to you, hoo hoo I wanna get next to you I wanna make you mine for all time (I wanna get next to you) I promise I'll never make you blue (I wanna get next to you) Yes, i do (I wanna get next to you), oh, baby, baby (I wanna get next to you) I promise I'll never make you blue (I wanna get next to you)

No Gray

JONATHAN MCREYNOLDS "Life Music"
Yeah I wrote this song And I pray that you listen to all the words Cause I feel like at some point in everybody's life We feel like this Lord, I'm split in two Part of me loves the world And the other loves You So, what do I do I wanna be saved But I got to stay cool, too And no I'm not a fool I know eventually I'm gonna have to choose And, really I don't wanna lose My ticket into heaven And a chance to be used by You [Chorus:] And if it's God that I'm after I just can't serve two masters And before something happens I got to turn it all around Because I know I can't just have my cake and eat it too Cause it's real easy to stay on the fence and still do you And it'd be cool if we could love the Lord and still go do our thing But see it doesn't work like that You gotta to be white or black See I've realized When it comes to sin You just don't compromise It's a matter of death and life Be weak and do wrong Or be strong and do right And I don't wanna keep going to church Singing all about how much You're worth And then continue doing my dirt Living as if I didn't care if You're hurt [Chorus] Lord I really need you to help me Get it together Saints, we really gotta Get it together [Chorus] No it don't work like that You gotta be white or black No Gray No shades of gray Don't work like that No gray

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