JOHN DENVER lyrics - Aerie

Casey's Last Ride

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(Kristofferson) Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down the stairway to the subway in the shadows down below. Following their footsteps through the neon darkened corridors of silent desperation, never speaking to a soul. The poison air he's breathing has the dirty smell of dying 'cause it's never seen the sunshine, and it's never felt the rain. But Casey minds the arrows and ignores the fatal echoes of the clicking of the turnstile and the rattle of his chains. 'Oh,' she said, 'Casey it's been so long since I've seen you. 'Here,' she said, 'just a kiss to make a body smile.' 'See,' she said, 'I've put on new stockings just to please you. 'Lord,' she said, 'Casey can you only stay awhile?' Casey leaves the underground and stops inside the Golden Crown for something wet to wipe away the chill that's on his bones. Seeing his reflection in the lives of all the lonely men who reach for anything they can to keep from going home. Standing in the corner, Casey drinks his pint of bitter, never glancing in the mirror at the people passing by. Then he stumbles as he's leaving, and he wonders if the reason is the beer that's in his belly or the tear that's in his eye. 'Oh,' she said, 'I suppose you seldom think about me.' 'Now,' she said, 'now that you've a family of your own.' 'Still,' she said, 'it's so blessed good to feel your body,' 'Lord,' she said, 'Casey, it's a shame to be alone.' 'Oh,' she said, 'Casey it's been so long since I've seen you. 'Here,' she said, 'just a kiss to make a body smile.' 'See,' she said, 'I've put on new stockings just to please you. 'Lord,' she said, 'Casey can you only stay awhile?' 'Lord,' she said, 'Casey, it's a shame to be alone.'

On Fire

REDMAN "Muddy Waters"
( Them bitches swear they fly... ) Hahha Now everytime I grab the mic I always start shit up Sharper than your double-edger, watch me cough shit up Live and direct, respect it to the underground connect Pah!! I'm wreckin any MC you select Yo E, load me in your gun, light the flares Give me forty-eight bars, and I go out like gays at Billy Bear Wear and tear, I'm wreckin for the Bricks is where Jump in my way and get your body splattered everywhere Conjunction junction what's your function It's that nigga who's so swift I could lose a compass Step into jams, with seven niggaz in a Land And forty motherfuckers in some fucked up caravan Drop the farenheight back down to zero Bring Heat to the streets like I'm Pacino and DeNiro Raw dog material, grand imperial Talk to my shotty nigga, my ears ain't hearin you So take heed to what I'm saying Cause tonight's the night, and me and my nuccas ain't playing Now do I look crazy Deranged, maybe You shot first, your glock burst, but it graze me Now time for lyrics, put up your guns And watch me get this shit hoppin like the West was won Got that lyrical chicken feed, for all chicken heads Crowd your Rap City committee, like I'm [Big Leads] Most bigger than them Melendez brothers You need Cochran when you're fuckin with Judge Red Put your fingers up if you love hash and cash I been that way since Ike Turner was kickin Tina ass Hookers ridin dick, like I'm a motorcycle You wanna shine bitch Let me simonize you I make sure your vision blur, till you don't know what occurred Until I black out every nerver Foul women get served as chicken head hors d'ouerves I drop your tops like your heads was convertibles!! Hah, if you still look up in the sky I'm still high All the way live like Lakeside Wann die E (whattup son), you got this beat pumpin The way I feel niggaz ain't leave until they up in somethin Pack my dutch like the niggaz in the county Dayrooms, stay tuned, for Doc Illuminati Up around them big butt freaks is where you find me (Martini and Rossi, Asti Spumante) So take heed to what I'm saying Cause tonight's the night, and me and my nuccas ain't playing To my people in the back, if you're not the wack, say Don't stop, the body rock To my people in the front, if you're tokin on blunts, say Don't stop, the body rock... aoowwwwwowwwww I'm too strong for you to listen I started spittin, that's why the brick niggaz be lickin They stay on magazine written equipments And lyrics I got em by the shipment, where your bitch went I'm smokin leaky out the Lec-y, fatal My Squad steps with the ultimatum, true dat My muzak, move crowds, like down the hill moved crack For those who stepped on toes, I want my shoes back Buddy, bringin money to your girl for your little daughter like I'm Cutty Twenty dollars a pop to dub me, I bug G, quote it I see you notice how I leave microphones corroded Hahahahaha, your staff not up to par You raw, you're more like Zsa Zsa Gabor Call deep niggaz, keep the gas pedal floored And I pump the funk to keep a room and board *record scratches, rooster cackles*

The Way That You Talk

JAGGED EDGE "A Jagged Era"
(feat. Da Brat, JD) It's scary, I'm Miss Up's to da area So So Def, next to Jay D This funkdafide baby keep 'em crazy My mentality happen to be livin' lavish With formalities of having the fat shit My status is impeccable We wreckin' yo crew, the casualty is you Jagged Edge coming through Remember who Hit it, did it something like a thousand times Can't stop, can't quit Gotta, gotta get mine Get yours I catch you off guard Keep yo dick hard Follow the yellow bitch To the road to riches And if the smoke thickens It's to be the beat Or it detrimental to your brain Choakin' off Mary Jane A.T. lettin' it ill, say 'kay And kept it wetter than Niagra The main dame who maintain to stay platinum, yeah, aww We talking, me touchin you and your body We even talkin' 'bout you and your other guys I like it when you tell me what you'd do if I was with you I like it cuz you have nothin' to hide [1] - The way that you talk to me The things that you say to me You got my body girl Have your way with me I'm tellin' you now There's something about Girl, I can't live without The way you talk to me We talking 'bout dreams you have about you and I You tell me things I did to you once I got up inside You make me look forward to the future Wanna have a wife and kid Cuz all the time that I been gettin' around I never felt like this, yeah I know you know baby, how much I love you I love you, you love me, and I know Baby, I know, whoa, yeah, whoa When I call yo name It's all about the poom poom nanny nanny And mo' money With me pink bunny and the G You just in the D J.E. era Chromed out carreras Sex, boozin', and nonstop I flow watch out Gimme some chrystal, a sip or so You can send 'em all back The type that walk up in the club screamin' Where the ho's at Tracks stay steaming, keep your floors packed Diamonds stay gleeming and you're no match For me and my faculty Actually all y'all are whacked to me Send me some some true playa's, with true rank Don't give a damn what you think Make a bet and I'll stop yo' bank, baby You dress jiggy, body bomdigi Then it's a possiblity that you and I can get busy What chu wanna do, shit I got a pocket full of rubbers, and Jay D. do too [Repeat 1] Make you scream Papa You the best da da [Repeat until fade]

Let Me Touch You For Awhile

ALISON KRAUSS "New Favorite"
It's been a long time coming, As we shed a lonesome tear. And now you're in a wonderama, I wonder what you're doin' here. The flame no longer flickers, You're feeling just like a fool. You're starin' into your liquor, Wonderin' what to do. I don't really know you, But I'd be willin' to show you, A way to make you smile! Let me touch you for awhile. I'm gonna ruin my black mascara. You're drinkin whiskey when it should be wine. You keep a-lookin' into that mirror. But to me you're lookin' really fine. I don't really know you, But I'd be willin' to show you, I know a way to make you, Laugh at that cowgirl as she's walkin' out your door. I know a way to make you smile. Just let me whisper things, You've never heard before. Just let me touch you, baby. Just let me touch you for awhile. I don't really know you, But I'd be willin' to show you, I know a way to make you smile. It's been a long time, Let me touch you for awhile.

Let Me Touch You For Awhile

Alison Krauss And Union Station "New Favorite"
It's been a long time coming, As we shed a lonesome tear. And now you're in a wonderama, I wonder what you're doin' here. The flame no longer flickers, You're feeling just like a fool. You're starin' into your liquor, Wonderin' what to do. I don't really know you, But I'd be willin' to show you, A way to make you smile! Let me touch you for awhile. I'm gonna ruin my black mascara. You're drinkin whiskey when it should be wine. You keep a-lookin' into that mirror. But to me you're lookin' really fine. I don't really know you, But I'd be willin' to show you, I know a way to make you, Laugh at that cowgirl as she's walkin' out your door. I know a way to make you smile. Just let me whisper things, You've never heard before. Just let me touch you, baby. Just let me touch you for awhile. I don't really know you, But I'd be willin' to show you, I know a way to make you smile. It's been a long time, Let me touch you for awhile.

Untitled

KILLER MIKE "R.A.P. Music"
[Verse 1:] You are witnessing elegance in the form of a black elephant Smoking white rhino on terraces Will I die slain like my king by a terrorist? Will my woman be Coretta, take my name and cherish it? Or will she Jackie O, drop the Kennedy, remarry it? My sister say it's necessary on some Cleopatra shit My grandmama said nope, never, that it's sacrilege Tend to agree because the thought is so disparaging The Lord give a load, you got to carry it like Mary did That's why I'm giving honor to all these baby mommas It takes a woman's womb to make a Christ or Dalai Lama The world might take that child, turn that child into a monster The Lord'll take a monster and fashion him a saint I present you Malcolm X for those who saying that He can't Saying that He won't, when I know He will You usually don't know it's you until you getting killed For real [Hook: Scar] Dear Lord, have mercy On your once forgotten life like it's a game We love I won't be forced to shut up when I don't feel the same Cause people gonna lie Some people gonna steal You gotta be careful not to shit where you live Them people might try to have you killed Lord have mercy, life is such a battlefield For real [Verse 2: Killer Mike] I ain't never gave a fuck I never did and never will Live my life on press appeal Keep it true, keep it real Better said, I keep it trill And no matter who don't like it, homie That's just how it is Naked truth like the stripper that's in front of me And I keep a blunt and a 5-11 gun on me Why? Cause I'm country-bred Actually, I'm south-er-ern Something like my brethren The legendary Andre 3K, Cee Lo, Goodie, and some other men You should pay some homage, it's an honor this This is not a fiction that is sold by conglomerates This is Soul of Black Folks mixed with Donald Goines shit Better said rob a bet, esoteric I could get This is John Gotti painting pictures like Dali This is Basquiat with a passion like Pac In a body like Biggie, telling stories like Ricky If a rapper was to spar, please tell him better kick it You with me? [Hook] [Outro: Killer Mike] I don't trust the church or the government Democrat, Republican Pope or a bishop or them other men And I believe God has sustained you with rap So I pick a burning bush, put it in a Swisher wrap And they can't kill a G, I seen how I die I'm only going once, a coward dies a thousand times I'm a spit this ghetto gospel over all these gutter songs I'm gone

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