Levellers lyrics

Sell Out

Original and similar lyrics
The year is 1991, it seems that freedom's dead and gone The power of the rich is held by few Keep the young ones paralized, educated by your lies Keep the old ones happy with the news Tell the singer not to singthis song Tell the poet that she's wrong And in the courts you'll win the case with lies Cos you sold them down the river-o Do I belong to some ancient race I like to walk in ancient places These are the things that I can understand I don't believe in your modern way Don't care about the things you say Your policies have failed the test of time Cos you sold them down the river-o Now in a land not far away, there's men in prison because they say The colour of your skin is not a question Did you rally to their side? No, you sat back and let them die I don't know how you get to sleep at night CHORUS Your money market goes round and round The pound goes up, the dollar goes down Another South American forest cut down You need the power for your new towns Cos you get scared when the night comes down Won't you tell me where it is that we are bound? CHORUS

U Don't Own Me

Mo Thugs And Family
U Don't Own Me Krayzie Bone (yeah, wussup baby, before we even get into this I want you to know one thing...I don't own you, you don't own me - got to keep it like that) Chorus you dont own me, and i dont own you lets keep it like that Cool, we can keep it like that (i like it like that) Felicia I heard you tell your boys, she's under control but chu' got me faded, you must think I'm crazy you walk around tryin to play these games like you got it goin on and your keepin things strongI don't understand why you say the things you do, cause if you was takin care of your kids i wouldn't be thinkin of someone new (yeah) I know you gave me all the money and new cars, but they wont control me your love will hold me (yeah) Chorus

I Love My Life

NOREAGA "N.O.R.E."
[Noreaga] Can't stop thinkin of the game, y'know what'm mean Can't get the game out my mind. Gotta get out the game tonight though, y'know what'm sayin (Aw, word) It's damn time. This is real, y'know what'm sayin Growin up, (yeah) I did my little work. (what, what what, what) Sold my little work. (What, what) Y'know what'm sayin [Verse One] Yo, I grew up like the regular thug - sold drugs Wasn't proud about it, but this is what I gotta do I copped the Jordan's, and the Fi-la's, too Yo, I loved the Bo Jackson's, the orange and blue Used to snatch Lee patches, now I wear Cartier glasses Thinkin that the earth's axis, revolves around my waist.. and how the fuck I feel Yo I played ball for Vince, yo I handled the pill Then it dawned on me, came strong on me I belonged with these, niggaz thuggin with me So I switched crews, started rollin with the older dudes Drinkin brews, did what they say, and paid dues My hands dirty, trying to keep little Lea And got jerked, the first time I tried to re-up People my age, tried to say slow my speed up Cause I smoked bogies, staked on weed up Chorus: [Carl Thomas] (Noreaga) I love my life (Love my life, yo) Sold drugs my life (Did it all in my time) Its my whole life (Live it up) I sacrificed (Sacrificed twice) This game we play (Play for keeps) I live and pray (Control the streets) Hear her say (Yo, just live your life, baby, live your life,baby) Ooo, yeah [Verse Two] These is the days of sparkin, I used to roll with Rob Profit Troy Outlaw, Freddie Bedrock, and Joe Wood Runnin in Timbo's , shine shoes Section Two, part of Iraq I grew up at Had to learn how to slapbox, instead of a gat I never knew rap, all I knew was crack Yo there's rules to this game, and people to blame When you see another little brother doing the same As you used to Growing up like you Palyin skully, with his heat out, cellular phone Getting little drug money, but got the world sewn I recall, cause he gonna die Yo, I cry It's hard to, get tarred up with God jewel, part two Smily got shot up to (Rest in peace) Aiyyo, you realize that you miss a nigga (miss him) When you realize (realize) that you never gonna see him again Chorus [Verse Three] Aiyyo, its totally, up to the team, to me So don't, make a move if you don't ask me I'm, casually known, halfly blown In Miami, cause now Uncle Wise came home Jello, copped me a Role', copped them one, too You keep it real with a person, keep it real with you Use confidence, Thugged Out aimed for dominance Nostradam' in this, he slits wrists just like Glomerus , Grenad', iced out for Tito Puerto Rico, we live life now cause we know The other side of the fence stay friendly Its just war in there, done, there ain't no Henny I can't live that, déjà vu, I did that I gained stats, rumblin cats over Kit Kats Now I spit raps, park my Benz where the chicks at And just live with a big stack Chorus (without Noreaga) *3X - third time ½ acappella*

I Love My Life

Capone-N-Noreaga/Noreaga/N.O.R.E. "N.O.R.E."
[Noreaga] Can't stop thinkin of the game, y'know what'm mean? Can't get the game out my mind. Gotta get out the game tonight though, y'know what'm sayin? (Aw, word) It's damn time. This is real, y'know what'm sayin? Growin up, (yeah) I did my little work. (what, what what, what) Sold my little work. (What, what) Y'know what'm sayin? [Verse One] Yo, I grew up like the regular thug - sold drugs Wasn't proud about it, but this is what I gotta do I copped the Jordan's, and the Fi-la's, too Yo, I loved the Bo Jackson's, the orange and blue Used to snatch Lee patches, now I wear Cartier glasses Thinkin that the earth's axis, revolves around my waist.. and how the fuck I feel Yo I played ball for Vince, yo I handled the pill Then it dawned on me, came strong on me I belonged with these, niggaz thuggin with me So I switched crews, started rollin with the older dudes Drinkin brews, did what they say, and paid dues My hands dirty, trying to keep little Lea And got jerked, the first time I tried to re-up People my age, tried to say slow my speed up Cause I smoked bogies, staked on weed up Chorus: [Carl Thomas] (Noreaga) I love my life (Love my life, yo) Sold drugs my life (Did it all in my time) Its my whole life (Live it up) I sacrificed (Sacrificed twice) This game we play (Play for keeps) I live and pray (Control the streets) Hear her say (Yo, just live your life, baby, live your life,baby) Ooo, yeah [Verse Two] These is the days of sparkin, I used to roll with Rob Profit Troy Outlaw, Freddie Bedrock, and Joe Wood Runnin in Timbo's ???, shine shoes Section Two, part of Iraq I grew up at Had to learn how to slapbox, instead of a gat I never knew rap, all I knew was crack Yo there's rules to this game, and people to blame When you see another little brother doing the same As you used to Growing up like you Palyin skully, with his heat out, cellular phone Getting little drug money, but got the world sewn I recall, cause he gonna die Yo, I cry It's hard to, get tarred up with God jewel, part two Smily got shot up to (Rest in peace) Aiyyo, you realize that you miss a nigga (miss him) When you realize (realize) that you never gonna see him again Chorus [Verse Three] Aiyyo, its totally, up to the team, to me So don't, make a move if you don't ask me I'm, casually known, halfly blown In Miami, cause now Uncle Wise came home Jello, copped me a Role', copped them one, too You keep it real with a person, keep it real with you Use confidence, Thugged Out aimed for dominance Nostradam' in this, he slits wrists just like ?Glomerus? ??, Grenad', iced out for Tito Puerto Rico, we live life now cause we know The other side of the fence stay friendly Its just war in there, done, there ain't no Henny I can't live that, d¨¦j¨¤ vu, I did that I gained stats, rumblin cats over Kit Kats Now I spit raps, park my Benz where the chicks at And just live with a big stack Chorus (without Noreaga) *3X - third time ½ acappella*

Johnny B

Down Low
Check it out It's eleven-thirty my hand is getting dirty Snatchin' up things that probably can't be waitin' Now this is a vision of a violent life Livin' by a guard and totem of the night I'm slammin' doors 2-4-5 'n pullin' the keys Now these are the traged valuable luxuries to me In the early dawn before you yawn I've been there swiped you and then I'm gone Now it's six-o-clock my heart tic-tacs A black sadden bag full of bad ass rocks My identity has to be exposed Stealing from the spot that I chooly chosed I lose and enfuse my choice to chose Now I'm sick and I'm fallin' deeper in the mess There's no hope for me see My path has been chosen I'm Johnny B CHORUS: Johnny B how much there is to see Just open your eyes and listen to me Straight ahead a green light turns to red Ooh why can't you see ooh Johnny B CHORUS. The situation's tight You are billin' by the night Can't choose between the wrongs and the rights I'm searchin' for the clues yo-what am I gotta do I got the habit to take valuable things from you Here I stand and I'm physically trapped by my tent Drifting northern breeze triumphal is this adman A lonely path when I stand alone A round mothern flexion bendin' by my own Here I lay down into certain deaths Two spirits calls grabs my very last breath Sometimes I wish reveseness in my path A simple guest or a simple laugh But I'm evil dirty and mean Two pounds blood pasts through my bloodstream Frightened huh you should be Who am I I'm Johnny B CHORUS. Here we go here we go now check the flow Here we go Johnny B is in control REPEAT It's a sleepless night he's callin' your name It's a lonely ride I know how you saw him Again and again he's dressin' his dreams Yeah Johnny my friend it's not what it seems REPEAT CHORUS TWICE

Wanne Be There

AZ "Aziatic"
Yeah, you see, some men see things the way they are, and say, why? I see things that never was and say, why not? Just wanna be there, you know? y'all realize, I hold this down East New York, Eighty-two, First pumas navy blue First wife Kiesha Wilson with love, she was my baby boo Crazy crew, paying dues, few of us made it thru Front window, Ms. Glady's, that was my favorite view Hated school, never went, hookie was better spend Right around the time the god rocks smoking dead presidents Devilish ever since, seeking for hope, needing some form of nourishment It's eighty-eight skin starting to radiate Hit on my baby-face mama bear could see that I'm there She finally gave me space change of pace moving quicker Consuming liquor, humping on some chicks pussy Trying to undo her zipper Gucci slippers who can diss us? 40 deuce movie pictures What other way but poetically can I prove we scriptures? Drugs sold 'em, cars rode 'em, guns near my scrotum, Got locked, got right out, gave what I owed 'em Five when they buried Will killed 'Po killed Phil Murdered Donald Jones, shot clip hit Bill Prince in prison, damn, Yam still living I can see him up in heaven my nigga dance to the rhythm God, show me a better way, give me another day Open the lane up so I can make these fuckers pay Fo sho, I just wanna be there, you know? Realize what I'm worth, the work I put in And I brought to the table through the years I ain't the average, ya heard? Respect my gangsta, it's all hustle Steal it on 'em, you know? Loving da game you gave me, loving my name is AZ Never sold millions, but fuck it I'm here to save the babies Look how a lady raised me, so would say he crazy I'm just a nigga from Brooklyn repping the streets that made me Rapping for quite a while, all around, tighter style One of the flyest with the brightest smile, try me how? Save all the aggra-zations, keep all the confrontations I'm sitting contemplating trying to crack the combination Move mystique mostly months that I keep cozy At time I creeped only this is what the East showed me More on to music making trying to renew relations Ducking the dudes that's hatin', please don't make me lose my patience I put it down for y'all my face surrounds Allah My catalogue consists of a hundred thousand bars The god, please respect me, ya heard

Was it funny? Share it with friends!