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JOHN FRUSCIANTE lyrics - Enclosure


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These words are in my face Its over now Its over now This faceless son of a switch Its up and down It jumps around One time that I can't lie Afraid of you And what to do One stops before they try Like you and I Like you and I One dies without a trace Its often now Its often now These worries aren't escapes They loose their town They loosen down No one wants to be faced With who's inside With what is I Lost in the field of grace Your less than I Your less than I [Chorus:] Oh We mean to scratch the surface now Tend to be unreasonable Good time will I never Its never a will to be evil No love in the hall of the steaks Just think of that Ahh speak to that Mine was the fish to a steak The fix all day? The fix all day By loosening a game Brings them on up Is closely but This life in the mirror of shame Is closing down Were closer now No sorrow to build the flame We built you hell Ahh were not so well He walks to his school with a chase We sat him down We turned him round His light was empty space His thought was down His thought was down No thoughts from the light to the shade Have tons of fame We everyday [Chorus] You can't taste someone else's taste That's what we do What were used to Undone with unnecessary Its all around Its up to down We rarely get confused But when we do We really do I like to sing this song Alone and on And on and on [Chorus 2x]

Forever Mine

Lil Menace
Mija I know we've been through a lot of hard times you know And you always stood by my side And I'm sorry I never told you If I love you or whatever but This song's for you When I look into your eyes It makes me feel real good inside mija now you wonder why This crazy love will never die We can fight and yell all damn night you'll Still be forever mine I'll wipe those lil tears from your eyes Please don't cry with only you will stand beside When I was torzido you were the only one there for me I thank you for your time and your love Damn you mean so much to me And there's no other hyna in this world to take me away from you This I know its true you're my love bird And without you I'm through So I wrote this song just to let you know what you mean to me Me & you You & me Fulfilling each others fantasies This will never die I'll promise I'll stand beside you Forever I love you baby Forever mine Oh you still don't believe me Mija I told you I'll be there for you don't worry I don't gotta have to... You know I don't have to show it to you every single time You know what I mean But just know that I do love you baby You know what I mean At night I always look up to the stars you know what I'm sayin There beautiful... But you know what there not as beautiful as You Till death do us part thrill me with all of your charm You're my latin queen never leave you lonely You mean so much to me When we make love we make all the birds Forget the bad things only the good times we share Can make us happy Y mija tu sabes whenever you need me I'm here I'm not Like those other vatos who left you alone I won't disappear Tu eres mi mami, mi angel, mi amor Y tus besos bienen with sabor Baby don't think I'm a leave trying to waste your time Your nombre is on mind till the end of time Forever mine So tell me whats on your mind now mija Now... you know I love you right? And like I said I'm sorry for not telling you before But I know you knew Know what I mean I know there's gonna be like a lot of ... A lot of trouble in our relationship But I promise you one thing No matter what I'll never let you down I love you to the end of time

Fight The Feelin

Too Short
featuring Rappin 4-Tay Too Short: Say hoe yeah you Can I ask you a question You like to fuck? Oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that Will you like to make love? I saw you walking down the street, and I had to stop Turn up the radio and drop the top I see you look so good, and your so fine Young tender, would you be mine I get you in my car, drive you to my house Cuz I'm a mack, I cold turn you out I wont ask, and I sure won't beg Reach right over and rub your leg I let my hand slide between your miniskirt Slip a finger in your panties, straight go to work What time is it, don't watch the clock Lay back baby doll and I'll rock the cock Funky Fresh I am, and I always can, Freak Nasty I'm the man I take you out to the finest resturant Buy you any damn thing that you want You want flowers, I'll buy your ass a rose But later on your coming out them pantie hose You want gold, girl whats next It's me and you, doing the sex So now you know I'm just a freak Give it up baby, I can't wait two weeks I want it all, Don't say I won't Get it girl, now I'm telling you don't . . . -girls voice- Nigger please You provoke no feeling You must of forgot, the girls of whom you're dealing We haven't the urge, to get busy Like those dizy lizys, who used to dance for you, your through I can't put it more blunt, your vocab is restricted You're addicted, to the words you inflicted Time after time, line after line Talking bout the bitches that are on your mind Do they call you short, because of your height or your width Dis me boy, I'll hang your balls from a cliff Wrapped around a slinky, your a dinky It's an easy task, to the corner cause the curb didn't want your ass Your name is yuck mouth, you don't brush Gotta cover your mouth like this They call you yuck mouth You refuse to brush, no sweetheart you can keep that kiss Your a freak with no tale You have no ass, class,you can't pass, your simply trash Your a typical nigger, the kind you don't take home scissor tights and Barbie from the dangerous zone Like a short dogg that carries fleas You make my ass itch, twitch, don't you wish you could scratch it And grab it like you want it The name fits cause your all up on it... -Too $hort- Get mad if you want, I won't front When it's time to hump, won't be no punk Roll your ass over and tap the butt Too $hort baby all in them guts I'm not your ABC, from the alphabet Every letter I'll write'll get your pussy wet It's just a freaky note, from me to you At the bottom I signed it Playboy II I'm a player, bitch, I thought you knew Like every other nigger in my crew I bump hoes, now it's your turn Tell me young tender when will you learn I cold mack like pimps you know Won't sell you though, or sell your blow Just your average everyday straight bump up bitch My gold rings come from spitz Look baby, You know what I want Your acting like it's that time of the month Are you bleeding, can't think about sex Irritated by your Kotex We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck I'll pull out my dick bitch, you can suck Now here, don't say I won't Get it girl, now I'm telling you don't... -Girls Voice- Punk I'm not a tease, I'm not a skeezer And most definately, not a dick pleaser You dreaming ,and sceeming, and fiending for my lust You don't have enough For you I feel disgust Wait, small things I hate For goodness sakes, If I wanted someone small I would masturbate I'm not talking 'bout your height, weight, or what you dream When I say too short, you know what I mean You see, I need man, not a boy to approach me Your lame game, really insults me Your name is Too $hort, or shall I say too skinny If size were money honey, you wouldn't have a penny Little boy, your not a player I'm your savior To try to get at me, shows of gracious behavior I have to sit on my feet to come down to your level Your mother should have hung you, from her umbilical cord If she would have known your mission Okay little boy, here's a proposition You wanna bit of danger, Step you to my zone You call yourself a dogg, thatz how I'll send you home With your tail between your legs, screeching and whining Jealous of you got some, nigger please your lying Cause I fight the feeling, that would have to be one And mathmatically, me plus you equals none... -Rappin 4 Tay- I am the rapper that they call 4 tay I'm gon tell you like my homie Short Dogg would say Hoes in the world, trying to play it sweet Knowing damn well that they wanna freak Some do this for maybe a week And then it's cool to get up under the sheets Trying to work that thang, but she said no That's about as far as it's going to go So I toss and turn, to make it loose Finally she feels the act right juice Some of you hoes say, oh that's nasty Back of your coat say sweet and sassy 24 deep, that's how you sleep Undercover freak every day of the week You see some of you freaks just need to quit it Playing that role like you ain't with it The rest of you freaks just won't admit it Especially when you know just who can get it Ain't body tripping cuz I know I'm right You could be black or you could be white For a (low bass) girl it really don't take to long But a (low bass) girl's always trying to turn ya on With a little squeze, but it's just a tease Give it some time, she'll be on her knees Then I'll pick her up, so I can work the butt Baby, I just wanna try to bust a nut But don't get me wrong, cause you started it all Coming to my house in a Camasol But when it's time for me to shove Then you front on all that love First you said that I deserve it Now you fight, don't want to serve it Gave it some time, so make up your mind Don't fight the feeling, this time to unwhine You was talking 'bout you gunna give my some But I'm Rappin 4 Tay it don't make me numb... -Too $hort- Yeah man, the little hoes got ill So now it's time to get way to real I know they never have some real dick They need to quit talking that childish shit You wanna rank hoe Go get your bank hoe My little dick'll have you screaming though Because when it comes to sex, you don't know what's up Your still playing that finger fuck See I'm a grown man I bust some young cock out I like big butts, not big mouths I know some little girls'll break you down in bed Pull your drawers down, give you some head But little girl, you wanna have some fun You better go to magic mountain cuz your way too young So at this point, I can't really say shit Ain't dropping no lines, I'll just call you a bitch...Beyotch!!!

Some L.a. Niggas

Dr Dre "Dr. Dre 2001 (Explicit)"
[MC Ren] Yeah nigga, MC Ren up in this motherfucker (West West y'all) Yeah, L.A. niggaz L.A. niggaz rule the world nigga Y'all niggaz gotta recognize, yaknahmsayin? Niggaz don't wanna peep game, yaknahmsayin? But this shit come all the way back around here My nigga Dre, droppin heat box on y'all bitch-ass Yaknahmsayin? You gotta recognize L.A. niggaz, connected all over the motherfuckin world, nigga Recognize this [Time Bomb] Now in my younger days I used to sport a rag Backpack full of cans plus a four-four mag G'd from the feet up Blued up from the Zoo, a pi' grew up Loc'n, smokin and drinkin til we threw up (threw up) At ?? Park, taggin, hittin fools up Ditchin my class, just to fuck yo' school up You don't wanna blast, nigga tuck yo' tool up But don't sleep, y'all niggaz quick to shoot you Now there's another motherfucker with no future But Time Bomb much smoother when I manuever, dope like Cuba Got em jumpin {*King T starts speakin, indecipherable*} [King T] I'm comin Straight Outta Compton with a loose cannon Smoke big green, call it Bruce Banner Watch your manners, at last another blast from the top notch From way back with the pop rocks, I pop lock witcha Picture this, Dr. Dre twistin wit Tha Liks and Hittman bought a fix Don't trip, it's a Time Bomb in this bitch Here it tick tick tick tick {*BOOM*} Wait a minute it's on, I tell it like a true mackadelic Weed and cocaine sold seperate, check it From sundown to sunup -- clown done run up The Aftermath'll be two in your gut, nigga what? Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al, Kokane We roll deep, smoke on weed drink and back heat Requirements for survival each day -- in L.A.! It don't stop, we still mash in hot pursuit from the cops Analyze why we act this way -- in L.A.! [Hittman] Gimme that mic fool, it's a West coast jack move They call me Hitt - cause I spit like gats do cock me back Bust caps for my max crew, at Fairfax who used to wear Air Max shoes, that's true But I grew up where niggaz jack you, harass you Blast you, for that set you claim (where you from?) Mash on you for your turkish chain, C.K. B.K. Blued up or flame, I ran wit a gang I helped niggaz get, jacked for they Dana Dane's My pants hang below my waistline I look humble wanna rumble? (yeah yeah) I bang though, like Vince Carter from the baseline don't waste my time Fuck a scrap in killa Cali, AK's and 9's One-time's, sunshines, and fine-ass bitches Hawaiian thai, drive-by, six-fo's on switches [Xzibit] I was raised in the hood called WHAT-THE-DIF' Where the brothers in the hood, refused to go Hollywood Slugs for the fuck of it Anybody hatin on us can suck a dick If I catch you touchin mine you catch a flatline, dead on the floor Better than yours, drivin away gettin head from a whore It's AvireX-to-the-Z Fuckin with me might get you banned from TV, cassette and CD it's all mine the whole nine the right time Multiply, we don't die, the streets don't lie What, so neither do I, I'm bad for your health like puttin a pistol up to your face and blastin yourself [Defari] Five in the mornin, burglars at my do' Glock forty-five in my dresser drawer Let em come in BLAOW he see the thunder roll Roll with niggaz, who by fifths by the fo' and bruise by the case SLAP YOU in the face with the bass, Dr. Dre laced Likwit Kings wit Sedans and gold rings Haters fold the style, but can't find no openings Chorus [Outro] In L.A. That's how we ride (4X)


PAC DIV "Pac Div: Church League Champions"
[Verse 1: Mibbs] See back in high school used to love to see you out in the bleachers The reason why I couldn't pay attention to teachers The first day I seen you, I knew you were a keeper Fly from your hair to the sole of your sneakers Your first boyfriend didn't know how to treat ya You laughed when you heard I put his ass in a sleeper Cause he didn't deserve you Cause he had the nerve to Disrespect ya momma keep you out past curfew March 31st was the day of my pursue May 25th was the day of our first woooo June 13th was the day that I hurt you And all you did was leave me with the trace of your perfume September 4th the new school year started And I heard you with Marvin Well I heard he's retarded I Conjured up a plan To break you up with your man And it all worked well we got back by college He don't Hit It like I hit it boo Not like how big Mibbs Do My connection is Spiritual I'll be Raising My kids with You You just keep Your Body Tight Make-Up Sex every time we fight I'll get you a ring when the time is right When your mind is right And mind is right Dynamite I'm in Flight Feeling is if this feeling is wide open And I'm Floating To That wilder light Hope you wear your tights tonight You know that's like my favorite theme Washing up with that maybelline It's like I'm hearing an angel sing (angel sing) [Hook:] Thought I was Gone, But Now Baby It's On (So Glad Were Back Together) Thought I was Gone, But Now Baby It's On (So Glad Were Back Together) Thought I was Gone, But Now Baby It's On (So Glad Were Back Together) Thought I was Gone, But Now Baby It's On (So Glad Were Back Together) [Verse 2: Like] Please excuse the late Attendance We Promised We'd Show Up We Just Had to straightening business Cause some was hating bitches We out here chasing riches Was Plotting on your spot While Y'all Flossing taking pictures Cheese! Cheddar Cheese Hella Trees Smell the Weed We Blowing We Floating Seven Seas Speed Boating Tell Em' Freeze We going for the safe See that weapon he's holding He's going for the face Red Dot Head Shot We all Up In That Place Nine Deep No Line No Admission Nice Try, No Permission I'm Fly, No Magician trick This is It Mr.Ritz Even ferragamo, With some vintage shit Don't Mention Kicks Unless It's 808's Or You Rocking some Classic Shit they don't make boy I'm a Tell You, I've Been Beasting On These Tracks These Other Niggas Thinking They Can Rap Until You Throw Em' in the Pit And watch them sleeping on they back (Damn) Bending Corners Tipping over Sipping on some Henn & Cola Only a basketball Champ Can drop 20 In Some Penny Loafers Killa Cal This The Style Blow them Whistles on ya Raised where the cops can't wait to pull them pistols on ya [Hook] [Outro:] So glad were back together, so glad were back together, and I'll never let you go (Aw Yea, AW Yeea)

What's Wrong

LOST BOYZ "Love Peace Nappiness"
featuring Canibus Tha Dogg Pound [Mr. Cheeks] One time We bless the track rush to the back it's the LB fam dogg pound we attack one time for the LP LB My family come through This who we do Group Home Universal bounce one Power moves to be made Rap game is paid Clown niggaz gettin paid it's gettin jumpin some babes The mind state steady thinkin One dutch burnin I'm already thinkin Here to lay the real I know to kill I feel the envy But those that try to bind me right behind me wit my members ??? to see right here through the violence strap but keep this hennessey and my main man's rap caught up in the game black can't explain that but longevity that's what I aim at you wanna come through and test yo fuckin skill kid I go the shit that pray the rams plus the bills sent your clown niggaz back and touch a fuckin hill me and my fam givin competition chills for from the east to the west LP all of LB now who's the best break your wins down like a pronoun on the phone touch me and my click Tha Dogg Pound throw your hands up you wanna fuckin toss I'm that guy land of the lost listen up, special wit a ??? style come wit and you'll love bein' high one 4 pound and my brotha Freaky Tah Music Makes Me High [Canibus] Yo combination of Mr. Cheeks, Canibus Kurupt Is enough to make the reels on casette tapes bust Cause none of you fools is capable My lyrical 'll knock you on the floor like a mechanical bull rhymes ricochet off the inner walls of my lungs to past the tongue faster then bullets come out of guns who wants to be the one to get struck first I bury they body on any planet except the earth I rip up, swell your lip up, it's a stick up Make put your hands up on your head like you was doin sit-ups Lost Boyz nad DPG causin trouble we Out of control like inter-voluntary hustle kid nobody else smokes more then my team 20 grams of weed and a gallon of visine yaknahme, I fly the friendly sky's when ever music makes me high Chorus: I'm so high, this music makes me high (x4) [Kurupt] Kurupt in your game, what's ya know, where ya at I'm comin through wit a mack, i'm out to get my paper back You can't harm me even if lip was froze get incinerated from verbal inferno born created get physical castrated i'm so glad i made in a world where i'm hated big time gama got the game orcastrated correct me mashin in Jags and Benzes imitatin cause youse an imitater punk jump wit kurupt and get slumped cause i dump with no question or no hesitation i'm bussin end discussion as my adrenaline's rushin or ??? your mr. cash for the capital was actual, ??? fact i use tactical skill get popped like girls tryin ta jump at the real Chorus [Daz Dillinger] Can i ride, can i rock my broads cause ??? rhymes and leathal last rhyme lines time after time i beat the hell out of a track most definitely i gets busy when we attack ????, dialogues and formats be on some ill type streets raps from way back as a child i got wilder styles i used to shine all day and a rocked the crowd i destroy and completely evaporize my opponents be on it like a hornet kickin dat in your stomach dogg gone it tell my why they wanna kill daz cause daz gets the killin and buillin cash rounds so get tell me i'll come around so get down lost boyz and dogg pound i bet ya get see me now tell whatcha gonna do a tough guy can be a dead guy when fuckin wit my crew so fasten your seat belt and see a hornets trip well me stay hardcore for whatever, whtever Chorus to fade

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