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Kingston Wall lyrics

The Party Goes On

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Yesterday was such a fine day for me to live Yesterday everything was in my head in one(*) piece(^peace) I had my time to lie down and just to wonder 'round I had my time to go nto the system of sounds and I think it over No one(*) can keep this time from running out No one(*) can keep this time from running out it's meant to be wasted(^tasted) the party goes on One(*) day I'll finish everything that I have begun one(*) day I'll explain, Oh yes, and you will understand (stand under?) work now and rest later, rest now and work later on? one(*) day is someday but now I will have to go on before it's over Life is a party isn't my friend or what do you think? Are we here just fooling each other or are we giving good entertainment for each other what do you think? It's a big, big, big adventure and it's getting to be so groovy, just lay it all out. It's all there you know, it's hiding inside of you and if you are keeping it hidden here...or what do you think And we're all in it together so don't spoil it with your stupid atmosphere and you're the only one(*) to blame you know .. or what do you think... or do you stink? In the Mirrorland The word is the game and the game is the word the word is the sword to make the worlds law the s in the word makes the word a sword and the S in the sword makes the word fall the word with the s makes the wordsorder to use the wordsword in the s-order the L in the word makes the worldsorder cause the L is the law from the wordholder the law of the s makes the word a sword the sword without the s makes the worldwar

M.O.N.E.Y.

JAY ROCK "Follow Me Home"
[Intro - J Black:] They sell out, or buy in Put their lives on the line and call it grinding Without a second thought, now he's doing 5 or 10 Money talks, its murder for hire hear the sirens You smell the envy in the air, everything is fair This is war, street dreams are made, it's not a game [Verse 1 - Jay Rock:] Motivated by money, money is mesmerizing Many are murdered for it while mayhem is exercising Money is Morpheus, and might pay your mortgages Plus the morgue got some more of it That embalmment fluid merging through your muscles immortaless Philosophy rules, if your mustard is mean then your material views Will put a misery on the broke Majority manifests, a mission before they mope For math we do the most, observing the optimist, opposites do attract Operation for evil, its obvious for attack Obedience is a must but its hard to obey When your optics ain't saying no opportunities pay It might be over a dice game, might be over a new chain Might be over an old bitch, or you owe someone old change You open for open game, then open your ears It's not an option it's an order you get shit clear about money! [Hook - J Black:] The things people do for the money And you might just lose your soul And some will give their whole life For the money, yep for the money Will you give your whole life, for the money, for the money [Verse 2 - Jay Rock:] The negatives are normal when you knee deep When nice sins get stabbed with a knife in or shot with a nine The neediest the nosiest, they always trying to be friends And if you naive you should notice all the signs They known to turn naughty, might gain notoriety But your nemesis is lurking through the party No exceptions, no time to exit Your neighbours is near, now you hearing noises Say you got a death wish, everything is everything Well equity is evident, find yourself establishing Etablishment executives, street entrepreneurs Examined in they estimate, extracurricular drug activities the testament Taste the work, excellent, fiends excersing dope To the head estrogen, entertain I have a hope Intertwined with cut throats, enter when you please Keep your eyes open its easy to be deceived about money [Hook] Why the say money is the root of evil? Because when you got too much of it here comes the root and evil So tell me why money keeps you satisfied Do it keep food on your table, do it keep you hell-a fly? Why, why is money always on your mind? Because the less fortunate don't have money all the time Why money got niggas out there doing time? Cause snitches getting paid for police to drop dimes Why bitches set niggas up for the money? Pussy'll get you killed nigga don't think its funny Why niggas sell crack to they momma for the money? Money will have you snitching while your family be hungry And why envy a nigga who getting money When you got the same opportunity to get it dummy, yeah It's just a thought for your mental my nigga pay attention Get rich or die trying just know you can't take it with you I'm talking money! [Hook x2]

Running Man

AL STEWART "24 Carrots"
Before the phone hits the receiver You're halfway to the door The voice said 'get out while you can, There's just ten minutes, nothing more' Time only for the essentials Better gather them and run The false name inside the passport, The gold bars and the gun And once again they've come out of the past And though your mind is cool your heart is beating fast You've been through it all before Each time you wish a little more that you could ask What do you want from me? What do you need from me? There's no rest for the running man Why can't you let him be?' It's a long and twisting journey From the sweeping northern plains To the outcrops of the jungle Bowed beneath the tropic rains In the customs hall the officer Takes you to one side And his eyes reveal no feeling As you hand over the bribe And once again you've bought a little time And once again you're fading out of sight Still the fox is growing older As he calls over his shoulder to the night: What do you want from me? What do you need from me? There's no rest for the running man Why can't you let him be? Here, come over here Beneath a sympathetic moon We'll sit and talk over old times without a fear Another beer, from the cafes of the night The tumbling rhythms of guitars ring loud and clear One by one they've nailed the others But you always got away What it is that keeps you just that step ahead No one can say In one last raid the agents Of the dawn break down the door Of a house where you were standing Maybe just an hour before And still the thread continues to unwind You take the hidden roads that only you can find And should they come upon your tracks There's just a question hanging back you left behind What do you want from me? What do you need from me? No rest for the running man Why can't you let him be? What do you want from me? What do you need from me?

I Will Make It

KRS-ONE "The Sneak Attack"
[KRS-One] Instead of reading the word of Christ, BE the word of Christ Instead of following God's word, BE God's word That's the conciousness of hip-hop You are not just doing hip-hop, you ARE hip-hop You are not just reading the word of God, you ARE the word of God [KRS] I will make it [HWC] I will make it! [KRS] They can fake it [HWC] () [KRS] Time that I state it [HWC] I can create it [KRS] I create it [HWC] No one can make it [KRS-One] For me, what you see is what you get in these days I'm so hungry you can throw my dinner right on the stage You can bite down on my rage, bite down on my anticipation With no doubt or hesitation, repeat this affirmation (I WILL MAKE IT) Not I wanna make it (SHOW 'EM HOW WE MAKE IT) In fact, we've made it Every time we state and believe it we create it The power of your very word is highly underrated Sleepin in the dark in the park watchin others push they cart Say this whole thing in your heart [KRS] I will make it [HWC] I will make it! [KRS] They can fake it [HWC] () [KRS] Time that I state it [HWC] I can create it [KRS] I create it [HWC] No one can make it [KRS-One] For me, I ain't askin I ain't beggin I ain't pleadin In a positive direction my lifestyle I'm leadin I'm readin about ways of achievin what I'm believin Every time I'm speakin I'm seein myself leapin over buildings, over the one on the corner chillin Straight into knowledge of self, countin up millions Changin my situation, with creative visualization Givin libation for this ancient information [KRS] I will make it [HWC] I will make it! [KRS] They can fake it [HWC] () [KRS] Time that I state it [HWC] I can create it [KRS] I create it [HWC] No one can make it [KRS] For me [HWC] I will make it.. cause you're gonna make it! [HWC] I will make it.. cause you're gonna make it! [HWC] I will make it.. cause you're gonna make it!

Hollowpoint

ABK (ANYBODY KILLA) "Hatchet Warrior"
[Intro: Syn] Two seperate worlds, opposites Yet alike in so many many ways Both of these worlds are engaged in an eternal war with each other The war of good versus evil, which is which, you decide Only one thing will outlast both armies, only one thing will survive in the end And that special magical little item is that of which we call The hollow tip bullet [Verse 1] Sit back and let me take you into the mind of a killa Dark Carnival psychopathic wig spiltta (Anybody) Move and change it's time to rearrange So love a dinosaur that you can't tame I bring pain, what you think I'm playin a game? Detroit is my home, Eastside's what I claim Fuck a balla, I represent the 313 With tech nines and green tree it's a luxury That's how it is and I ain't changin for shit Walk the earth mean muggin, waitin for someone to trip I'm sick and tired of fuckin waitin for you wannabe thugs to quit That's why I keep it underground and drop the killa shit For juggalos that keep it real non-stop Keep away from juggahos unitl I load up my glock Cuz in Detroit we got mother fuckin problems And all the gun play that you hear is my homies tryin to solve them [Hook x2] You can't tell me anythang Hollowpoints control the game I can tell ya once they're triggered Things will never be the same (Anybody Killa) [Verse 2] I got a brand new tech that I'm dyin to use Play games with this killa and you destined to loose Mental stress, keepin me alive Sniffin lines of gunpowder to start off the night Curbside gangbanger with some mark ass bitches Gun smoke from bullet holes leaves you dead in the ditches I'm just an average individual, street slangin convict Pocket full of bullets ready to use 'em up quick You ask my name (ABK), you know the game ain't changed Labeled as a killa bustin caps all the same As any other mother fucker with a piece and little bit of attitude Runnin through the streets actin rude So hate if you want to, but I'ma keep my focus And continue with the magic that I practice with the lotus Psychopathic and I'm down for life And anyone who disagree let these hollowpoints change your mind [Hook x2] You can't tell me anythang Hollowpoints control the game I can tell ya once they're triggered Things will never be the same (Anybody Killa) [Verse 3] I feel the urge to murder, there's no need to cure me Civilized under the light, at night I'm filled with fury Is it true that the people who you hang with rub off? Is that why me and Violent J love cutting bitches heads off? Imagine everytime you woke up, you was gettin choked up And had to grab a shank and slit a throat up The type of shit that most people call unreal But it's the thing that makes you feel the way to deal is just to kill Crazy ballistic cause my head is untrained With the empty fuckin wallet so there's so much to gain If I appeal to you do you think I keep it real with you? Turn your back and let my hollowpoints drill in you What type of person do you think that I am? Because we had a conversation and afterwards we shook hands Don't get it in your head that I would never hurt you Cuz the ones that gettin shot are the ones that deserve to [Hook x2] You can't tell me anythang Hollowpoints control the game I can tell ya once they're triggered Things will never be the same (Anybody Killa)

A Matter Of Time

JUKEBOX THE GHOST "Let Live & Let Ghosts"
And after rearranging the furniture you slept alone You awoke to find the war was finally done You rubbed your eyes and squinted at the sun Which was brighter and hotter and better lit up The earth like a birthday cake You were amazed you were still living To celebrate this new beginning Where the grass is a little greener And the Earth is a little bigger And the trees are a little taller Due to air that's a little cleaner And suddenly Voices rang out from the clouds Bursting out in song Speakers pumping loud Keep on crying just to stop the water rising To your brain composed of dirt You keep on pissing to keep on drinking You keep on eating to keep on shitting Time will wear you down You clap your hands inside You were amazed that you survived And the air that you were breathing Gave you a supernatural feeling And the sound of your heart beating in time With the rhythm of your breathing Mixed with the speed of the Earth spinning Was precisely the same speed as earthquakes Building beneath your feet Awaking strangers that you need to see The collision of a hurricane and a suicidal plane Oh, God It's only a matter of time It's only a matter of time It's only a matter of time It's only a matter of time Until, suddenly A voice will ring out from the clouds Bursting out in song Speakers pumping loud Keep on crying just to stop the water rising To your brain composed of dirt You keep on pissing to keep on drinking You keep on eating to keep on shitting Time will wear you down It's only a matter of time

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