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Maestro lyrics - Built To Last


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[Choclair] Now on the twenty sixth The day after the holyest I met this dark skinned black Girl that was stacked Brown eyes that mesmorized my mind and kept me locked Doing night rides, just make a pit stop at Bluffers Park Watch the sun rise, sick and I, then we hit the thighs We can do it all, then we did it all, had a ball Going out for dinner with these candlelights crackin' Making love on the beach straight up, like spankin' it I love the ruby red lips, Onyx skin color Liked her more than all the others For real, she's my lady My strip bonafide, at times, drove me crazy But never think twice to make a man feel nice Cooked me a gold curry with some peas and rice There was other girls around, but she would suffice See, people called me whipped when I was at John Paul But when my sugar cane hit the sugar walls that was all The domes for the back, when sweat touched the wall She's the quintessential Pedistal she was on Held the monumental It's no lie, in my eye she's a diamond in the ruff Kept her buff, so she shine [Chorus: In Essence] You make me feel like I'm all in love You are the only one I think of Quintessential love, quintessential love You are the only one Make me feel so in love Quintessential love, quintessential love [Black-1] Sippin' Bailey, smokin' sess when I first met you Steady flashin', I be askin' What's your name, what's your sign, who you with If you don't mind Miss Quintessential A perfect physical facial Swap digits, plan dates, yo we hit late shows Went down to Lake Shore, my chocolate Laura Secord At the seaport, aires earthborn, independent Make bucks, when we argue, make enough for sure Room three, constolation resort Me, my philly, sight see mega city ends caramel complex, coconut skin Feelings for you, you make a brother wanna sing (what) You make a brother wanna sing [Chorus] [Maestro] It's unanimous G-O-D got his hand in this no televangelist can hang with this and do his thing with this Honey got the meanest style, the sweetest smile Body from the amazon, face from the Fuji Isle Her name's Tina-ray, father was a green beret I went to Lamarou, she went to Cedebrey Nothing's purer, she stimulated my medula Luteniat Uhura, rock, it shines like a jewler On the down low, she might smoke a little wreffer Watchin' Living Single when Latifah play Khadijah Other brothers try to cash it But honeys got assets like Angela Bassett Chicken heads could never match it Very ambitious, funny and affectionate In public she's a lady, in bed, we triple-xin' it Even mom loves her, she's gettin' mega props She's forever hot, plus she cooks a mean pepper pot A hype lover, she'd make a nice mother She got me open, like Toni Braxton on the vibe cover She's sweet as candy, always understand me I take her by the hand and we skate like Ty and Randy Her magic glass hole, got me tellin' the truth Her braclets plot my game, so I couldn't seduce She kissed me on the cheek and told me simple and plain On her birthday, she wanted an invisible plane [Chorus]

The Tugboat Complex Pt. 3

AESOP ROCK "Labor Days"
I could make 'em all dance, or I could sleep I could walk with a limp and make your step feel incomplete people are made of match sticks, light this bread a flames note at the craft work door the last smirk of the the Damien mainframe my box cost siphon third rail juice from lost poets inhabit ocean bottoms with a bitter rotten scapegoat pardons (note to self) don't bargain at martyr parliament rallies where participants squeeze your last giggle then whittle sacrificial finalies I can tie my new faces alone, save your knee deep offerings sorta bring puke coughing bunk persona to light (I might) build [?] railroads, find you, and lay tracks adjacent just to scream "fuck off" as the engine pulls out the station what should we do with a thousand drunken sailors? "kill 'em all, locate their family address, release a mailer" (dear sir or madam, your son or daughter's embarrassed human kind consuming booze and gut fuel, till they cruised across the line) I spin gold, your raps are dirty lapsed towards the nursery class act impression of a bubble (yeah I could of been more subtle when polluting paradise gene puddle) man huddles make us look like cool peeps and I'm trying to school sheep towards the right idea {c'ya - [5X]} this basic divine subsidiary bust center syllable logic, fold origami plantation shut this picket fence hang on to your dreams kitten, you'll probably never hear this song let alone sip the mission long enough to listen (I smoke cigarettes down to filter, smoke the filter down to space now I'm gonna roll this question tight and smoke that shit up in your face now if you were to alter masks every time fame circus approaches do you really think your maker wouldn't notice?) Okay, I've died a thousand, and I'll die a thousand more, I leave footprints in fours, two for bi [?], two operate [?] practically caress the utterings of crushed [?] brothers and sisters mothering stickler cabin and madden shit I'll fix the wing for a penny and a parabole, yeah but this friendship sunk with a barrel full of [?] pull I seen guys harbor bad shiners then wonder why the culprits sitting at the their rainbows ending want's garbage bag liners [?] with out the apple seed it's useless (I sat for greed) patched for boredom crafts a castle out of toothpicks (I sat to breath) I breath to hard nearly metamorph castle loose pins now I stand to breath as not to disturb the [?] and I know that's not a story, it no longer turns my stomach hollering wolves in the form of one frustrated culprit but a love tap full of washed up stardom melted trying to milk it win a ticket to right white lines highway sideways [?] one love to the rungs in my ladder, one love to the gathering of laughter bats that hung from my rafters see the jackal met the badger, they were both such fucking bad asses that clashing wouldn't make sense (hence my tape deck) now I ain't gonna name name's, and I ain't gonna drag others in but I ain't about to say that I'm the only cat you got bubbling your lucky, somehow you managed to befriend some good people who will sit and soak the evils you secrete, but why? I'm not really sure (knock the fuck off, kicking his lip across the floor 'til the archival vinyl venom soak the [?] anti-clarity mechanism spit flattery burners fusing a million majesty murders then stole the crown) oh wait that's right, you discovered me right? offered up the peace pipe, and oh It's all cotton candy when Aesop Rock the B light he's actin foolish left in the middle of laying bricks (oh we weren't building nothing but a great wall around these stones and sticks) oh and for the record I've been rhyming since me and Andre thought we could freestyle built foundation out of passion and brother dusty [?] studied dope rappers, vocab expansion, poems and syllable placement your just mad cuz somewhere in there you came and went (I ain't the type to dwell) dismissed it as casually non compatible and bounced obtained status where I could straight objectively critique your after projects like (damn that sounds fresh) or (damn that shit is garbage, what happened? I'm not even laughing) yeah, but the barriers were broken (you choked) you made comments to the wrong [?] who out of respect and honor leaked your program now like were both trying to sit and breath another dawn so my advice to you is when I say just "move on" (move on [5X])

A Mhic Dhùghaill 'ic Ruairidh (Son Of Dougal, Son Of Ruairidh)

A Mhic Dhùghaill 'ic Ruairidh A chuir am buaireadh fo m' chèill-sa A chuir an tainead mo ghruaidhean 'S dh' fhàg mo ghruag air dhroch ghrèidheadh Mo mhìle mallachd dha m' phiuthar Nighean bhuidhe a' chùil stèidhtich 'S gura diombach mi dha m' mhàthair Ged is màthair i dhòmhsa 'S gura buidheach mi dha m' athair 'S e nach cuireadh droch-sgeul orm 'S mo mhìle mallachd dhan bhuachaill A bha 'g uallach na sprèidhe Mac bodachain shuaraich Dha 'm bu dual bhith an gleann geugach Chaidh a dhùsgadh nam balach Moch sa mhadainn man èirich Air thoiseach bha triùir ann 'S air thùs bha dà-reug ann Thuirt mo bhràthair bu shine Ligibh na balaich gu chèile Thuirt mo bhràthair a b' òige Chan e chòir ach an eucoir 'S ann a' dìreadh a' ghàrraidh A' leig thu ghràidh a cheud èigh às 'S ann a' teàrnadh a' bhruthaich A fhuair thu am bruthadh a lèir thu 'S gu robh fuil do chom chùbhraidh A' sruladh troimh d' lèinidh 'S ged a dh' òl mi ghaoil pàirt dheth Cha do shlànaich do chreuchdan O nach robh mi 's tu m'eudail Am Baile Pheairt na Dùn Èideann Na 'n tìr nam fear dubha Nan Còigeamh Mumhann na h-Eirinn Man do chuir mi riamh ùidh annad Lùb ùr a' chùil cheutaich. Son of Dougal, son of Ruairidh, who greatly challenged my senses You thinned my cheeks and left my hair unkempt My curse on my sister, yellow haired girl of wavy hair I am resentful of my mother although she is my own I am thankful to my father, he that would not put a bad tale on me A thousand curses on the cow-herd, who was watching the cattle Son of a diminutive mean man, that should be in a glen of branches Who went to waken the boys early morning before rising At first there were three, then at last there were twelve My older brother said, let the boys go together? My younger brother said, it is not right but unjust It was climbing the garden, you gave the first shout darling It was descending the slope, you got the fatal blow And your blood on your lovely chest, pouring through your shirt Although I drank, my love, some of it, it did not heal your wounds O that I and you my love were in Perth or Edinburgh Or in the land of the black men, or Munster of Ireland Before I ever showed interest in you, smart young fellow of the beautiful rear!

Somebody Like You

KEITH URBAN "Golden Road"
There's a new wind blowin' like I've never known. I'm breathin' deeper than I've ever done. And it sure feels good, to finally feel the way I do. I wanna love somebody, Love somebody like you. An' I'm lettin' go of all my lonely yesterdays. I've forgiven myself for the mistakes I've made. Now there's just one thing, the only thing I wanna do, mmm, mmm. I wanna love somebody, Love somebody like you. Yeah, I wanna feel the sunshine, Shinin' down on me and you. When you put your arms around me, You let me know there's nothing in this world I can't do. I used to run in circles goin' no-where fast. I'd take, uh, one step forward and two steps back. Couldn't walk a straight line even if I wanted to, mmm, mmm. I wanna love somebody, Love somebody like you. Whoa here we go now! Yeah, I wanna feel the sunshine, Shinin' down on me and you. When you put your arms around me, Well, baby there ain't nothing in this world I can't do. Sometimes it's hard for me to understand, But you're teachin' me to be a better man. I don't want to take this life for granted like I used to do, no, no. I wanna love somebody, Love somebody like you. I'm ready to love somebody, Love somebody like you. Oooh. An' I wanna love somebody, Love somebody like you, yeah. Oh yeah. Oh, I wanna be the man in the middle of the night, Shinin' like it's true. I wanna be the man that you run to whenever I call on you When everything that loved someone finally found it's way Wanna be a better man I see it in you yeah...

Wanna Be Loved

Banton Buju
M. Myrie/D. Kelly/D. Browne Chorus Wanna be loved Not for who you think I am Nor what you want me to be Could you love me for me? Real love, with no strings attached I wanna give you me heart Don't want to take it back This is my chat-cho Been searching for a long long time For that oh-so-true love To comfort this heart of mine No pretense stop wasting my time A virtuous woman is really hard to find I'm telling you lady I'm only human, not looking for impossibility Just a genuine woman with sincerity Someone who is always near to hold me Show me you care, up front and boldly Don't shun my feelings, all the positive meanings Love me morning, noon all seasons Chorus Well every hoe have it's stick in a bush What happen to me...she must be somewhere out there Now where could she be? Caught up passionately in a love rhapsody I'm like waiting on some honey But there ain't no queen bee Everybody's laughing Some say I'm silly No infatuation, no love fantasy Woman you lead my life on a string I can't tale the on and off thing I'm oh so lonely inside so I sing Chorus I would spend my nights at home But if it means contention I'd rather be alone Tell the service man cut the phones Lock all communication If there's no light within my day I'd rather stay in isolation For that special someone a lifetime I'll wait I know that I'll be okay Cross my heart, every day I live I pray And I know she'll come my way Night and day for this woman I pray

Do You Know?

P. DIDDY "No Way Out"
Then, there are the times in my life When I feel, trapped Feel there's, no way out No escape To be honest, I don't know where my life is goin Where I'll end up at I just don't know Verse One: Puff Daddy I looked back and saw the cat focus, took notice Stayed away from the bogus, til his rise began Phillies stacked his grand played the brokest til he seemed hopeless, soon to be the dopest, cat comin Track stunnin, fame singin, his name ringin Money starts to pile, honeys start to wild Top notch drop top make everything he drop hot He dream, visualize, plot and scheme Got the cream legally without the beam Witcha fire eye drive slow, 8-5-0 Jet black tint still, they might know Who the cat controllin the strings of rap and R amp;B Trapped inside of a movie starrin me, so far Chorus: repeat 2X Do you know where you're goin to Do you like the things that life is showing you Where are you going to Do you know Verse Two: Puff Daddy Shorty was brimmin, singin, hangin with cats who move bricks Heard she do backflips, for niggaz who stack chips Suck for dough, now she fuck for Bills up in Buffalo Real G's makin her back swell Only givin head to those niggaz who rapped well Owned a black cell, flip it, sippin on Whitman cool mints Rumors spread, half a G she took, six or more Two bagged up, four went raw Back of my mind countin up the big score Violators from the door, she lookin up from the floor Sore from all the pain her body couldn't ignore So far from pure, rotten to the core Either or, for sure, trapped inside the world of a whore Chorus Verse Three: Puff Daddy Hard to cope with, all these niggaz and dope whips with cash flow, motherfuckers that gotta flash gold to bag hoes, they not nice, 600 circle the block twice In they Roleys they rock ice, to get they hit on Bitches dyin to get on, suck a dick or get shit on Don't understand they playin wit it Players get these bitches open and let they man hit it Fuck that, you can trust that, if I had a gun I'd release slugs black and bust back See how these players love that, to the point where I can't take it, I'm a playa hater, I can't fake it I wanna spill myself, to feel the thrill myself And since I can't be a player, wanna kill myself, trust Chorus w/ variations I been on this road for a long time now At time it seems like the road is never gonna end On this road there's a lotta, hills and mountains Peaks and valleys Even a lot of potholes on this road It's never smooth, on the road of life I don't know where I'm going I just know where I wanna end up at Chorus w/ variations Lord can you help me get there Please let me get there *piano interlude, Chorus again*

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