JUSTINE SKYE lyrics - Skye High

Holdin Fire

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[Hook:] He is to me like sun is to skye I am to him like stars to the night He is to me like engine to roar I am to him like Kobe to score I like the way he smiles, I know he likes my style, together we’d be super fly-i-i He go the extra mile, he makes it worth while, and I know I’m the apple of his eye-i-i I can’t deny-i-i, if he ain't mine, don’t want him to be nobody else's [Hook:] We the perfect combination got it on lock We be like the Lakers yeah, we always on top We be on that celebration tip we don’t stop No we don’t stop (No, no we don’t stop) So if they ask why we’re rockin’ together (Imma be like) Go tell a friend cause it don’t get no better (We been through the) Rain, and the sleet, through the snow And we’re still holdin’ that fire, burning up, never cold And we’re still holdin’ that fire (Oh, oh, oh) Burning up, burning up (that fire) Fire (Oh, oh, oh) Burning up, burning up (that fire) [Hook] He’s always on my mind, I’m always spending time, tryna get closer to my boo And every time I’m gone, I’m tryna get home, cause it feels like the only thing to do, do do His love is true, true, true Can’t fight no use, use, use Don’t want him to be nobody else’s [Hook] [Hook x2:] He is to me like sun is to skye I am to him like stars to the night He is to me like engine to roar I am to him like Kobe to score So if they ask why we’re rockin’ together (Imma be like) Go tell a friend cause it don’t get no better (We been through the) Rain, and the sleet, through the snow And we’re still holdin’ that fire, burning up, never cold And we’re still holdin’ that fire (Oh, oh, oh) Burning up, burning up (that fire) Fire (Oh, oh, oh) Burning up, burning up (that fire)

Set Fire To The Rain

ADELE "21"
I let it fall, my heart, And as it fell you rose to claim it It was dark and I was over Until you kissed my lips and you saved me My hands, they're strong But my knees were far too weak, To stand in your arms Without falling to your feet But there's a side to you That I never knew, never knew. All the things you'd say They were never true, never true, And the games you play You would always win, always win. [Chorus:] But I set fire to the rain, Watched it pour as I touched your face, Well, it burned while I cried 'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name! When I lay with you I could stay there Close my eyes Feel you here forever You and me together Nothing gets better 'Cause there's a side to you That I never knew, never knew, All the things you'd say, They were never true, never true, And the games you'd play You would always win, always win. [Chorus:] But I set fire to the rain, Watched it pour as I touched your face, Well, it burned while I cried 'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name! I set fire to the rain And I threw us into the flames When it fell, something died 'Cause I knew that that was the last time, the last time! Sometimes I wake up by the door, That heart you caught must be waiting for you Even now when we're already over I can't help myself from looking for you. [Chorus:] I set fire to the rain, Watched it pour as I touched your face, Well, it burned while I cried 'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name I set fire to the rain, And I threw us into the flames When it fell, something died 'Cause I knew that that was the last time, the last time, ohhhh! Oh noooo Let it burn, oh Let it burn Let it burn

U Don't Know (Remix)

JAY-Z "The Blueprint 2: The Gift & The Curse"
(feat. M.O.P.) [Lil Fame] Time to duck, fire Duck, fire, duck, fire Duck, fire, duck, FIYAAAAAAAHHH! (U Don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing) It's the MOP (Yes) 1, 1, 2, 3, 3 And motherfucker we comin, 100 miles and gunnin I'm still runnin with cash that's robbed From the era of exhale 80's and hats back stomp (SAME GAME!) operation for this industry lockdown We still tote hammers that go BLOCKOWWWW Run up if you wanna, believe me dog These hammers with they owners, fuck ya G up Have ya with blue 'jamas in a coma, and Ya family now moan, look, 70 pounds gone A little fuck, scribbled up with a hospital down on (WE HOLDIN IT DOWN HOLMES!)keep pushin weak frail bastards To get over, we prowl with slimmer re-shelled tactics Jiminy frail bastards, your tracks need tune-ups No limit, what the fuck, recordin for nig' junior (The game aint changed)it just got harder Plus we sponsored by laz' Dame Dash and Mr. S. Carter Brownsville(yep), we stomp in this bitch all day Rock with my cock out, face the crowd and piss off stage [Billy Danze] Uh, Uh, Uh, I'm from the G side of thangs Where we ride and bang, where the heat died of flame That's how we got the name(WARRIORS!) And better than ya bank, and someone should be tellin 'em The veterans have came, and we're better in the game (YOU BETTER MAKE IT RAIN!) '27 grams' my man It's better than cocaine, now everything will change In this family we'll rule the world And you haters can eat a dick up till you hiccup and erm A decade on the grind, nigga I paid mine So it's my time to shine and for you can ride the pine I wont sit back and rap like these dumb ass kids I been around, I put it down, I aint these young ass kids (MOP!) The OG's repped and survived around this motherfucka (FIRST FAMILY!) We kept it live around this motherucka When it's crunch time, we do it our wizzay For shizzle my nigga, learn to grip pistols and BK [Jay-Z] WHOOOOOOO!!!!!! Turn my music high, high, high, high-er Mo' fire, mo' problems, more Roc-a-wear attire Mo' money, mo' murder now that M.O.P.'s hired Mo' murder for the ROC empire, ya'll wont surface Ya'll nervous knowin them guns on full service, ready to fire One body, two body, three body, four Young sittin on paper, I'm above the law Young shittin on haters, I aint fuckin with ya'll For my Brownsville neighbors, How About Some Hardcore And it just get worser, every time I write my signature in cursive Just add another million to these verses One million, two million, three million, four And the money's really worthless, I'm pissing you off on purpose My nephew's situated, and my mama's straight So I'm ready for whatever drama should come our way And you fuckers rappin to me, so your drama is fake Ya'll niggas is noodles, I got more fetti to bake Let's get it!

Friction

MORCHEEBA "Big Calm"
Skye : Locked in a cell for your very last breath How can it be that, This is your death Something is stirring, way underneath As people ignite the last burning wreath Friction is turning to fire Friction is burning much higher Men in high places Can't understand How to end trouble in this broken land They have no idea and no feelings for love Just send in the dogs and they stand well above Friction is turning to fire Friction is burning much higher Spikey-T : Them say me bringing the naughty dread So now I fight for me life Can't feel me youth and Now can't feel me wife Me a feature until you leave unpleased because Try me call me and beg me for tease ??? ??? make peace Don't return to send the light out there That's why the friction can't seize, yeah. Skye : Red is the vision, Flames light the street Danger in droves as we feel the heat All coming together, the time is now ripe Think for yourself and forget all the hype ! Friction is turning to fire Friction is burning much higher Friction is turning to fire Friction is burning much higher Spikey-T : Fire brought to my babylon Skye : Turning to fire Spikey-T : Fire burning near my babylon, know how Skye : Burning much higher Spikey-T : I'll tell you fire burning the babylon Skye : Turning to fire Spikey-T : Fire burning down the babylon, know how Skye : Burning much higher

First Snow On Brooklyn

JETHRO TULL "The Jethro Tull Christmas Album"
I flew in on the evening plane. Is it such a good idea that I am here again? And I could cut my cold breath with a knife. And taste the winter of another life. A yellow cab from JFK, the long way round. I didn't mind... gave me thinking time before I ran aground on rocky memories and choking tears. I believe it only rained round here in thirty years. Now, it's the first snow on Brooklyn and my cold feet are drumming. You don't see me in the shadows from your cozy window frame. And last night, who was in your parlour wrapping presents in the late hour to place upon your pillow as the morning came? Thin wind stings my face... pull collar up. I could murder coffee in a grande cup. No welcome deli; there's no Starbucks here. A dime for a quick phone call could cost me dear. And the first snow on Brooklyn paints a Christmas card upon the pavement. The cab leaves a disappearing trace and then it's gone. And the snow covers my footprints, deep regrets and heavy heartbeats. When you wake you'll never see the spot that I was standing on. Some things are best forgotten... some are better half-remembered. I just thought that I might be there on your, on your Christmas night. And the first snow on Brooklyn makes a lonely road to travel - cold crunch steps that echo as the blizzard bites.

You Got It

J. COLE "Friday Night Lights"
[J. Cole - Chorus] Hey, one time Hey, one time One time Throw your hands to the sky tonight 'cause I think I see the baddest little thing in the world right now But I gotta make sure I'm right And girl you damn right, if your head right I'll be there every night I just might change your life 'cause baby... You got it (you got it) You got it (you got it) You got it (you got it) You got it (you got it) [J. Cole - Verse 1] Hey Cole World, real cold world I watch it hit the floor and watch it drop it real low girl Last time I seen you, you was a little old girl I had a crush now we grown and we still so thorough Clap for her, work it till you exhausted I swear nothing worse than a bad bitch that lost it Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass God damn your ex man is a dumb ass When you was leaving, did he put up a fight? Was he stressin' you, wasn't fucking you right Well one man's trash is another man's treasure One man's pain is another man's pleasure One damn thing you can't change is the weather But even if it rain, we get rained on together It's whatever, you shine, I shine, I know you got a 9-5 I'll be your 5-9! [J. Cole - Chorus] [J. Cole - Verse 2] Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror I'm picking through the crowd tryna see a little clearer High heel wearer, hell of a body First one to spot you and I ain't telling nobody Nope, I'm peaking at your ass, winking at your ass If I don't beg I'll be thinking bout your ass For the whole week no time for cold feet She too bad to pass, so fine I don't speak I tell her my name Jermaine, I'm tryna be lowkey She tell me I go that flame, your rhymes are so deep Man, girl thank you, shit you so bad know your daddy wish he could still spank you Hold up for these other niggas roll up and try and get you The ones that say they riders but never do ride with you I'm tryna vibe with you so wont you throw me your phone number And let them lames get you old number [J. Cole - Chorus] [Wale] Roc Nation, Wale Look, Cole World, still a cold world And a couple you is cool but we a little more thorough Whole town, a little more girls You know I spit that sick shit and there's still no cure Hold up, loud packs like I got cancer Choking on them white boys make a black panther Love my women with high heels and high standards And only cheat on my broad if I run out of answers I got that vicious flow, Moncler winter coat I ain't superstitious I make all these broads flip my pole You dig it, this shit ain't for beginners I'm something like a fetus, I'm not quite kidding And theres something you ain't seeing like I block your vision Like my Remy with no juice, you a lot like Bishop Hundred k in 22 hours See money talks, you motherfuckers is Boomhower No check back, in debt yep Loud in my J, I smoking Gallaudet Higher than I need to be Flyer 'cause I need to be Love our conversation but it's late right now, I need a beat One time for the Ville that Cole rep Another time for the city of slow death I don't understand why these niggas so vexed I don't need no chains with no cross to know that I'm blessed [Chorus]

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