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JIN lyrics - The Rest Is History

The Come Thru

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Get high get low Thick girls go and shake ya big butt You in the club wit some some worldwide thugs And wherever you see us we gon' kick it, its all love (now I) Get high get low Thick girls go and shake ya big butt You in the club wit some some worldwide thugs And wherever you see us we gon' kick it, its all love [Verse 1: Jin] Now ma whole set get love I'm in the Chi two steppin wit them thugs And big man you can search all you want But you ain't gon' find no drugs or no guns Yea y'all can get weeded up, beated up But don't eat it up this ain't a slow jam so I can speed it up (lets go) I ain't sparkin a meadow I jus want to talk to the ghetto Bag the baddest chick with the sharpest stilettos Im so influential, you so impotential Man you gon' know what I'm workin wit When I hold it against you Destination vip you can follow us But if it was the last sip well jus follow us Shorty feelin my style because I'm humerous Put me on cloud nine and its accumulous Assume its us Jin, mista quick to diss ya And Twista spit so fast ya lips'll blista [Chorus: repeat 2X] Now I get high get low (get low) Thick girls go and shake ya big butt (like this) You in the club wit some some worldwide thugs And whereva you see us we gon' kick it, its all love [Verse 2: Twista] When I come in the party betta get high Cuz I pulled up in the platinum seven six five Who say lyrical niggaz don't know how to party See me jackin up shawtys wit a grippin on her thick thighs I like the way she workin that badunkadunk Bouncin the fatty when the base go bump She witness how Twista spit it So now she want me to hit it Cuz I'm blazin up the booth and raisin up the roof I'm in the vip sippin on Cris' and Henn' All the ladies is trippin cuz they can't get in They see me ballin wit the Ruff Ryder homie And say they only drink liqour nigga but now they want some Jin Everywhere we kick it we got the club sold International hustlas that travel the globe Rockin the thugs makin hoes keep it live It's the Double R connect and that nigga Twista from Chi I'm fly [Chorus] [Verse 3: Jin] We can definately kick it I don't want to just stick it If bein fine was a crime well I'd havta write you up a ticket If you dance for me its sign jus like a picket And I got two middle fingaz for all you critics Never you in this someone so clever who spit this I'm only here for one night so I mix some pleasure with buisness Every few minutes I drink a couple of shots Take a dutch break it in half and fill it up with some pot [Chorus] Now mama shake some If they don't like it fuck it They some haters (c'mon shake it girl) Yo mama work some If they don't like it fuck it They some haters (jus work it girl) [Chorus] [Jin 2x] C'mon and shake it girl (like this) Jus work it girl (like this)

Radio Stars

INSANE CLOWN POSSE "Bizzar"
Occasionally, the overwhelming temptation to reach the pinnacle of the pop music genre, will reduce even the most deplorable examples of the underground music scene to attempt to change their so-called artistic endeavours, in a vain attempt to appeal to the public at large. Behold, the metamorphisis: Uh, fuck platinum, platinum just ain't enough We need more money, more houses and cars and stuff I'm sick of juggalos, I want them other hoes I want them shitty hoes, you get with radio and videos We'll do whatever it takes to get some air play We'll make that bounce shit, triple our sales and pay Yeah, come on Shaggy. What? Follow my lead. Let's go. It's time we change our shit up to get what we need. Come on. Uh, radio play! Yo! Yo! Come on and ride me, ride me, Pull! Pull!! Come on and hide me, hide me, Cat black(?) I'm gonna grow(?) one, gold one, Club Cat(?) You want them old ones, old ones, Black, black, ??? Love me, I'm on the radio, radio, Cut, cut, We gonna throw it away, throw it away, Give up, Give us the radio play, radio play, What? Hey! What? What? What? Hey! What? What? What? Hey! What? Hey! What? What? What? Hey! What? What? What? Hey! ??? The pathetic attempts never cease. The moronic musical onslaught contiues to insult the intelligence of the savvy consumer. How much more can an audience be asked to endure? Didn't work, ah fuck, what happened? They always told us that we sucked at rapping Well I don't know how to play a guitar I'll play the skin flute to be a radio star I'm sick of keeping it real, and underground I want the ten millions fans sellout radio flavor sound Even though we'll be played next summer Show me a radio dick, and I'll show you a hummer Here we go, oh my god Joey fell in love with a college girl She had a backpack and a pony tail She said her name was Lisa but I do not know, She drinks disco lemonade and cherry jello I can put my Buddy Holly glasses on I can even sing one of these faggot songs I can wear checkered pants and never smile Whatever's cool for your radio dial Toby fell in love with a college... The borish, bumbling buffoons are baffled in their journey through the music business. Each sonnet is more ridiculous than the last. Their strides towards musical success are little more than a stumble into complete failure. That was bullshit. What the fuck? You think of something! I'm sitting here trying to write hits, your doing nothing You wrote the crump shit, but did it work? No. It flopped on its ass. At least I tried though. Alright, ain't no need to be fighting with each other We need to start talking about relationships and lovers. Why? Can you sing? No. Niether can I. If we're gonna be radio stars, we atleast gotta try. Remix, uh, remix, Clownboy, uh, feel me, touch me, Clownboy, remix, uh Girl, I gotta let you know, on radio I wanna lick you from head to toe Girl, your perfume, it's smelling so sweet I wanna make love, between the sheets Girl, play my song, when I'm on the phone long I'm a radio man, and I know that I can't sing, yes I can Give me one more chance, and I'll make you dance Girl, we make radio songs, for radio fans, we can't go wrong (4x) Girl, so you fucked my boy, I don't give a fuck After years of endless attempts, ICP received almost no radio play. Finally, the two dim witted idiots decided to stay with the wicked shit for life.

Don't Push Me Away

JIM JONES "Hustler's P.O.M.E. (Product Of My Environment)"
Now don't push me away, cuz when the first time I met you girl you shook me in ways You know the life of a nigga's cookin' up yay, And because you knew the pitfalls and the tumbles of the game You've seen the spotlight watch niggas fallin' to the fame And all the time you tried to tell me to stay hungry and maintain When I was like lets go half on a baby, and if not then lets go half on a 'cedes Drop top coup while we pumpin' sweet sadie Flyin' up Lennox, doin' us, pushin' 80 The late nights, the road trips got you pissed The road trips, the late nights got us rich The clothes that we wear, the place that we piss Run and get shot, we ain't what we sit So if I don't get a chance to tell you Now too often girl your hand so helpful In this cold world girl every man needs help too So baby Im'a ride and no plans to fail you Please, baby don't push me away I want you (I want your love beside me baby) (Please) Please, baby don't push me away Cuz I need you (Cuz I need you) I had enough of the shucking and jiving, duckin' and hidin' I'm tryin' to get to conversation and ridin' (Well) Cuz I'm feelin' your essence your presence is just enough to let me know that its destined And since the day that I found you, there's something about you that makes me want to lose it and pounce ya But it's not just your body, it's your mind, your spirit, everything combined And while I got a chance, take my hand and let me show you something real, that love you can feel (Yeah) Please, baby don't push me away I want you (I want your love beside me baby) (Please) Please, baby don't push me away Cuz I need you (Cuz I need you) Uh, now two years done passed, few cheers, few laughs Coppin' Vs, shoppin' sprees gears in the bags And who cares who's near, cuz most of the bitches would just say you was there for the cash And I ain't scared of your past, I prepare for the future The one thing I ask is just don't tear a nigga coup up You brang the bail when I was caged up And back and forth the court to the lawyer now we case shut You found the numbers in my phone, you was my face but You know what they say the break ups to make ups And I admit I'm getting better with the flirtin', You know you dead sexy when you yellin' and you cursin' You such a hell of a person so when I get home I'm gonnna tell you in person Face to face, Im'a run base to base, And then Im'a slide home safe till I make yo body shake You tell me every night that life comes with a twist That I'm in the spotlight and I'm runnin' the risk Hey you always say love don't come with a kiss Its hard soakin' up game when its comin' from a bitch But where's my manners, never take you for granted Never take you advantage, most people don't understand it Is you happy? Look inside humor, When you and I together what the fuck they gonna do wit us Say ya prayer cuz we destined for glory, And when the credits roll its Harlem's West Side Story My vision of the lovin' is close, That's how I want us to be when we doin our thing (Well) Kissin' ya, lickin' ya, touchin' ya, rubbin' ya, tell me how you want me to bring it Because I know he got limits but baby I don't, and my feelins they won't Let you get away from me, come stay with me Baby, Baby, Pleeaaaassseee Baby don't push me away (When the sunshine) When the sunshine turn to rain, baby I can take away your pain (I can take away your pain) Just call me up when you need some time, I'll take you out, break you off like Daddy come on You don't have to settle for less and baby I can give you what you want (I can give you what you want) Just call me up when you need some time, and you can get it from me just like Daddy come on Shit, so don't push me away

Loyalty

FAT JOE "Loyalty"
Artist: Fat Joe f/ Armageddon, Tony Sunshine Album: Loyalty Song: All I Need [Talking: Fat Joe] Cool Dre Who you gonna trust? Yea, you could trust me, haha [Tony Sunshine] La la la la la Oooooh [Chorus: Tony Sunshine] I don't care about nothing else my baby (Baby I don't care) All I care is bout being here for you (Oooh) And I won't stare at nobody else my baby (Promise I won't stare) Cuz all I need is you (All I need, all I need baby) [Talking: Fat Joe] To all the ladies in our lives, you heard Strong independent women, come on Yea, huh [Verse 1: Fat Joe] What you think gangstas don't cry get hurt by lies Times you embarrassed me I swallowed my pride I'm tired of telling you I got nothing to hide I'm in the studio at night you think I'm out with the guys Every time I speak to you you got something to say According to you I'ma speed crushing all day All I'm askin you for is to be more trusting I'm outta town all the time and don't accuse you of nothing Picture me creepin with a chick on tour When you love my son as if it was yours I know at times you feel alone cuz I'm not at home That's why every few hours I pick up the phone To reassure you my love is more then a scene I adore you my wife my Colombian queen I promise to never stray I'm on it everyday To have a woman like you in the life of Jose (Hey) [Chorus] [Verse 2: Armageddon] Yea how I'm supposed to start this First and first you my queen goddess My moon my earth the wisdom to a nigga's knowledge I swear to god it amazes me how you stay in college And still manage to raise my baby boy when I'm gone and Touring making dollars assuming that I love you or regardless I feel its time I showed you bless you with this ring, now that's Something to hold you down till a nigga come back Me and my lady got history this worth she deserves More then this cold world is giving me to share with her word And I don't care about nothing else except my girl (my girl) Not myself no one else just my girl (my girl) You bring life to my world you give me strength to go on And face life even when it seems all holes gone Labeled my wife but you truly exceed the title You my future my happiness my heart my idol I promise girl, that [Chorus] [Talking: Fat Joe] Haha This is going out to you, you and you and you [Verse 3: Fat Joe] To all the ladies out there if you love your man You need to hold your man embrace your man And just grab his hand repeat after me I promise to stay true and give you all of me Whether he's locked down or on the grind Or whether is out of work or at work on time You need to trust that man and respect that man And you get what you feel you deserve from that man, and [Tony Sunshine] Cuz I need somebody who will stand by me Through the good times and bad times who will always... always be my girl [Chorus] - repeat 2X

Liberation

OUTKAST "Aquemini"
(feat. Erykah Badu, Big Rube, Cee-Lo) And there's a, and there's a And there's a, and there's a, finnne.. linnne Too late to pray that I'm on it.. Ya, yeah, yeahhhh [OutKast] Y'all, uh-huh, y'all [Andre Benjamin] And there's a fine line between love and hate you see Came way too late, but baby I'm on it.. And there's a fine line between love and hate you see Came way too late, but baby I'm on it.. Can't worry bout, what a nigga think now see That's Liberation and baby I want it.. Can't worry bout, what anotha nigga think Now that's Liberation and baby I want it.. [Big Boi] (Let me hear it, let me hear it, let me hear those, let me hear those) How many times I, sit back and contemplate I'm fresh off the dank, but I'm tellin my story.. My relationship, with my folks is give and take And I done took so much, not givin my glory Now have a choice to be who you wants to be It's left uppa to me, and my momma n'em told me (yes she did) I said I have a choice to be who you wants to be It's left uppa to me, and my momma n'em told me [Cee-Lo] No, nooo, noooooooo I'm so tired, it's been so long - struggling, hopelessly Seven and forty days.. heyyy Ohhhh, I sacrifice every breath I breathe To make you believe, I'd give my life awayyyy Oh lord, I'm so tired, I'm so tired My feet feel like I walked most of the road on my owwwwn All on my owwwwn, weeeeeee.. We alive or we ain't livin, that's why I'm givin until it's gone Cause I don't wanna be alone (I don't wanna be alone) I don't wanna be alone.. yeahhhheeeeee If there's anything I can say, to help you find your way Touch your soul, make it whole, the same for you and I.. There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe that you die.. but I can feel it in the wind The beginning or the end But people keep your head to the skyyyyy [singers in background over interlude] Shake that load off, shake that load off [16X] [unknown singer] Folk in your face, you're a superstar Niggaz hang around cause of who you are You get a lot of love cause of what you got Say they happy for you but they really not Sell a lot of records and you rollin in Swoll up in the spot, now you losin friends All you wanna do is get to where you are but the label tried to make you compromise your art You make a million dollars, make a million mo' First class probably treat you like a nigga po' You wanna say 'Wait!' but you're scared to ask as your world starts spinning and it's moving fast Try to stay sane, it's the price of fame Spending your life trying to numb the pain You shake that note off and sing a song Liberate the minds, then you go on home.. [Big Rube] I must admit, they planted a lot of things in the brains and the veins of my strain Makes it hard to refrain, from the host of cocaine From them whores, from the flame From a post in the game Makes it hard to maintain focus They're from the glock rounds, and lockdowns, and berries The seeds that sow, get devoured by the same locusts Cause it's a hard row to hoe if your ass don't move, and the rain don't fall And the ground just dry But the roots are strong, so some survive So you're surprised, now I'm bustin cries You got more juice than Zeus Slangin lightnin tryin to frighten Plains dwellers, of the Serengeti But get beheaded when you falsely dreaded Melanin silicon and collagen injected Dissectin my pride, fool I don't wanna get it started We be the lionhearted, without a fantasy It's like that red sprite, you can't imagine it unless you lookin at the canvas of life and not through the peephole of mortality Single minded mentality Gettin over on loopholes Gettin paid two-fold on technicalities Clickin your heels, scared to bust how you feel Pack the steel Pickin cotton from the killing fields with no toe I don't we in Kansas no mo' though Midwest or Dirty South Clean dressed or dirty mouth Whether robbin preachers or killin Poor Righteous Teachers You a scared demon Shouldn't be allowed to spread semen And your cowardly lies never defyin the jackals who babble Runnin with they pack, tail between your legs Though the man on your head say the story As you downplay your glory Cacklin, helpin the shacklin of your brethern happen Just by rappin.. LIBERTAD..

It's Got To Be Love

Freestyle
I THE VERY FIRST TIME WE MET, IT WAS GONNA BE THE SAME YOU I WOULD GET TOGETHER , CONNECT I WAS GONNA PLAY MY GAME LITTLE DID I KNOW THAT YOU WOULD TURN OUT TO BE THE ONE ‘COZ I NEVER DID BELIEVE IN THAT IT WAS ALWAYS JUST FOR FUN REFRAIN I BUT SOMETHIN'S HAPPENIN' AND I DON' KNOW WHAT IT IS LIKE I'VE BEEN ENCHANTED BECAUSE OF JUST ONE KISS NOW I'M FEELIN' SO STRANGE ‘COZ I'VE NOTICED A CHANGE IN ME COULD IT REALLY BE… CHORUS IT'S GOT TO BE LOVE THAT I'M FEELIN' ‘COZ I CAN'T DENY IT, TRY TO FIGHT IT BUT IT FEELS SO RIGHT IT'S GOT TO BE LOVE THAT I'M FEELIN' SUMTHIN' DEEP INSIDE, I JUST CAN'T HIDE IT ‘COZ IT FEELS II I'VE ALWAYS BEEN THE KIND OF GUY WHO PLAYED THE LADIES VERY COOL THEY'D ALWAYS TELL ME LOVE IS THIS AND THAT BUT I WAS BREAKIN' EVERY RULE AND I WOULD ALWAYS GO AND TAKE A DIFFERENT HONEY EVERY NIGHT SO I THOUGHT THAT IT WAS JUST ANOTHER GIRL FOR ME AND I'D BE LEAVING YOU BEHIND REFRAIN II BUT SOMETHIN'S HAPPENIN' NOW I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO IT'S LIKE I'M UNDER YOUR SPELL NOW BABY ALL I THINK ABOUT IS YOU I CAN'T HELP BUT FALL ‘COZ YOU'VE TAKEN CONTROL OVER ME COULD THIS REALLY BE … REPEAT CHORUS RAP YOU'RE ON MY MIND EVERY MINUTE OF THE DAY AND NIGHT AND YOU'RE HITTIN' MY DREAMS EVERYTIME I TURN OUT THE LIGHT AND I DON'T UNDERSTAND IT ‘COZ I'VE ALWAYS BEEN A PLAYER THE KIND OF GUY WHO HITS A SHORTIE THEN IT'S SEE YA LATER BUT YOU'RE THE TYPE O' GIRL TURNIN' MY WORLD UPSIDE DOWN I ALWAYS WANNA BE AROUND GOT ME THINKIN' OF SETTLIN' DOWN WITH YOU, GIRL, YOU'RE DEFINITELY GOOD FOR ME AND ALL I KNOW IS IT'S GOT TO BE LOVE REPEAT CHORUS IT'S GOT TO BE LOVE (4X) REPEAT … FADE OUT

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