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MARIO WINANS lyrics - Hurt No More

Disbelief

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[Verse 1] First time we met, didn't think you wanted me. Now, when i'm around you hardly ever speak. But I really shouldn't judge by the way you treated me Cuz you were waitin' for the perfect time to set me free I see, but i dont believe [Chorus] Seems unreal to me almost like a dream Now your lovin' me got me in disbelief After all this time you made up your mind Now your wonderin' why you got me in disbelief [repeat] [Verse 2] Kept it all inside had it tucked away for that day Didn't realize why you couldn't ever say That you really really really love me And im your man now your tellin' me that we are meant to be Now I don't understand [chorus] [Refrain] Should've left it alone after waitin so long What are you doin to me baby I don't wanna receive what your tellin' to me Not after how i have waited [repeat] [chorus 3x]

That's How I'm Livin

ICE-T "Home Invasion"
I was born in new jersey, I said it before But I guess nobody heard me My mother died young No sistas or brothas, I was the only son When I was twelve my pops died too What a brotha was supposed to do They sent me out West To live with my aunt I guess they though it was the best But there was no love there Growin' with no moms I guess I was prepared to live in a vacuum The bedroom the kitchen, the hall and the bathroom I didn't leave home much, didn't like L.A. Didn't have no friends to trust Got busted to a school Blacks and whites, I guess the shit was cool But in highschool I changed Didn't wanna bust, didn't wanna play the game I walked to Crenshaw high, shit was fly I hooked up with new cru Some brothas that knew what the fuck to do You might call it gang but we called it a set And it was our own thang The whole school was down And one way or another everybody fucked around When the hardcore or not you wore the right color or your ass got shot That's how i'm livin'... I did three years in and made close friends Havin' no love my homies came my only I was glad: a family I never had But I grew up fast got a girl on 10th grade pregnant Needin' cash, I had to change my style Switched from bangin' to hustlin' No more goin' buckwild Had to get a cashflow But my hustle was weak, it was a no go I join the army, four years in that shit Be all fucked you can be Came back to the hood My homies had done good Had elevated their game About 100 gees a lick, no mothafuckin' shame Passed for the jewels Baby sledgehammers with the tools I speak on this with a hesitation Even though it passed the statue of limitation... I checked the bank Bought a porsche and gear, earn high streetrank But as I grew my whole crew fell thru Cops had us on the books as innerstate crooks Murder robbery rape escape, the whole damn nine You robbed a nigga blind I had too much juice, I cut my boosters loose I was intread with the pimpgame Took on the ice-name But the pimpgame moved too slow Especially for a nigga who was hooked on quick dough In one nite late I was in a carwreck And I was lucky to escape Hospital for teen weeks, in bed almost dead And when I got well, I got gaught in a cross And got locked in a jailcell That's how I'm livin'... They cutted me loose And I had to change troops This time they didn't catch me Next time they'll strecth me Cause my time was gettin' short All my homies was in court Or locked in a hole, this shit was gettin' old So I changed my life Putted down the gun and picked up the mic It took ten years to get from there to here But I still keep a gun, cops got me on the run And they hate me more now Than they ever did before My homies came back from pen And we all worked together True friends but every once and while Some punk mistakes me as a junk And he gets in my face Wrong mothafuckin' place And I aint lyin', that's how you dyin'...

Freeway

Linda Perry "In Flight"
Can you see me In the garden Watering flowers all night long Taking care of what you neglected And I do it with a happy song Can you feel your guardian angel Guiding you so patiently And you wonder if you're in heaven 慶ause you move so gracefully Welcome tomorrow Where we flow us gently Didn't we know Didn't we feel it The time to seems to stop Outside our window And we ride, down the freeway Hoping to express our religion To be free Of everything With my friends, sitting around drinking Talking about how life is much too long How some days everything's just so right And the next day everything just seems so wrong Laughing while complaining But having a good time it didn't really matter Welcome tomorrow Where we flow us gently At two O'Clock in the morning The lights go on It's time for us to go And the last thing I can remember, Was an angel guiding us right through the door Yeah, Yeah Laughing while complaining But having a good time it didn't really matter it really doesn't matter Welcome tomorrow Where we flow us gently Didn't we know Didn't we feel it The time to seems to stop Outside our window And we ride, down the freeway Hoping to express our religion Didn't we know Didn't we feel it The time to seems to stop Outside our window And we run down the freeway Didn't we know Didn't we feel it How time it seems to stop Outside our window And we run, down the freeway Hoping to express our religion To be free, Of everything Of everything, Yeah

Do You Swear To Tell The Truth The Whole Truth And Nothing But The Truth So Help Your Black Ass

AMANDA PALMER
When I was six years old my sister Alyson Asked for a stove for her birthday A miniature one you could actually cook with And my mom was nice and she bought one Alyson needed a reason to bake something Barged in my room and she grabbed me She said: "I made a cake and we're going next door To sam weinstein's and you're getting married" The cake was burned It tasted gross She made me kiss him On the mouth Now I am 33 Unmarried happily No plans in life and I'm planning to keep it that way I do kissing with only one mission Do you like to kiss? then you have my permission And I have already spent too much time Doing things I didn't want to So if I just want to make out all the time You can bet your black ass that I'm going to When I was nine I was kind of a loser The kids in my class didn't like me Melanie chow was the meanest of all And my mom made me go to her party Nobody talked to me I sat there quietly Drawing with crayons on a napkin A picture of melanie skewered with a pitchfork Her legs getting eaten by lions The cake was good I took some home I had a party In my room Now I have friends and I'm not such a loser But I go to bars all alone and I sit there And order red wine and I write and I like being alone around people Yes that's how I like it And I've already spent too much time Doing things I didn't want to So if I wanna sit here and write and drink wine You can bet your black ass that I'm going to Yes I come here often Sure I'll have another one Yes I come here often Sure I'll have another one But I don't have to talk to you When I was 17 I was a blowjob queen Picking up tips from the masters I was so busy perfecting my art I was clueless to what they were after Now I'm still a blowjob queen (far more selectively) I don't make love now to make people love me But I don't mind sharing my gift with the planet We're all gonna die and a blowjob's fantastic And When I was 25 I was a rock star But it didn't pay too well I had to strip on the side Of the road to get ready for shows and the cars driving by Baby they'd never know What a bargain they'd gotten And if I'm forgotten I'm perfectly happy with all that has happened And I still get laughed at but it doesn't bother me I'm just so glad to hear laughter around me And I've already spent too much time Doing things I didn't want to So if I want to drink alone dressed like a pirate Or look like a dyke Or wear high heels and lipstick Or hide in a convent Or try to be mayor Or marry a writer Smoke crack and slash tires Make jokes you don't like Or paint ducks and retire You can bet your black ass that I'm going to

Look At Me Now

BRYAN WHITE "Bryan White"
HERE YOU ARE ON THE BACK OF MY MIND AGAIN DON'T GUESS IT'S GONNA GET ANY BETTER IS YOUR MEMORY EVER GONNA END OR DOES IT GO ON FOREVER I WAS THE ONE WHEN YOU LEFT TOWN SAID I'D GET ALONG SOMEHOW DIDN'T TAKE LONG TO FIND OUT THAT I WAS WRONG CHORUS: LOOK AT ME NOW NOTHING BUT A WHOLE LOT OF TIME ON MY HANDS LOOK AT ME NOW THOUGHT I WOULDN'T NEED YOU, NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU SAID I WAS NEVER GONNA LEARN LOOK AT NE NOW I WAS SO BUSY LOOKING AT FOR MYSELF I KNOW I MUST HAVE TOOK YOU FOR GRANTED DIDN'T WANT TO MAKE ROOM FOR SOMEONE ELSE DIDN'T KNOW LOVE WHEN I HAD IT YOU WERE THE ONE WHO SET ME FREE BUT YOU CAN LAY THE BLAME ON ME COME MY WAY AND YOU'LL SEE I HAVE CHANGED (CHORUS) CALLING YOUR NAME IN THE QUIET OF THE NIGHT SEEING YOUR FACE EVERY TIME I CLOSE BY EYES IT'S ALWAYS THE SAME, I KEEP HOPING THAT YOU MIGHT LOOK AT NE NOW STANDING HERE HOLDING MY HEART IN MY HANDS LOOK AT ME NOW WISHING I'D TOLD YOU WE COULD STILL START AGAIN WHAT I'D GIVE IF YOU TURNED AND LOOK AT ME NOW

6 'n Tha Mornin'

MASTER P "Gameface"
[Verse One:] 6 'n tha mornin' police at my do' *door knocking* Fresh Nike's squeak across my bathroom flo' Out my back window, I made my escape Didn't even get a chance to grab my Bout It, Bout It tape Man with no music but I'm happy cause I'm free In the streets is a place for a playa to be Got a knot in my pocket when I unleashed the green Gold tank around my neck, my pistol's close at hand I'm a self made millionaire in these silly streets Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats But just livin in tha city is a serious task Didn't know what cops wanted, din't have time to ask [drum break followed by gunshot 3X] Unnnnnnggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh [Verse Two:] See my homeboys coolin way way out Told them bout my mornin, cold bugged em out Shot a lil dice til my knees got sore Kicked around some stories bout the night befo' TRU to the corner where the fly girls chill TRU action to some freak until one bitch got ill She started actin silly, simply would not quit Called us all punk pussy said we all wasn't shit As we walked over to her hoe continued to speak So we beat the bitch down in the back of the street *screams* But just livin in the city is a serious task Tha bitch didn't know what hit her didn't have time to ask [drum break followed by gunshot 3X] Unnnnnnngggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh [Verse Three:] Continued clockin freaks with a nice posterior Roll in an Expedition with the leather interior Would bring tha teekies but tha ride was rough Bust a left turn, was on South Broad Silkk the Shocker was the driver known to get free tell Had the beepe going off like a high school bell *beeper sounds* Looked in the mirror, what did we see Fuckin blue lights, N.O.P.D. Pig searched our car cause they day was made Found an uzi, fo'-fo', and a hand grenade They t-rew us in the county house, power with lock No more freaks to see, no more shows to rock Didn't want no trouble but the shit must fly Squabble with this fuckin hater, shanked him in the eye But just livin in the county is a serious task Nigga didn't know what happened didn't have time to ask [drum break followed by gunshot 3X] UnnnnnnnnggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhH! We bout it bout it Now I say 'Wus up to Ice-T' This from tha old to tha new generation This is what hip-hop's all about We represent baby From tha south to tha north to the east coast mid-west It ain't nutin but luv I want to say whats up to Bobby Brown, Andrew Shack For hookin this & we outty outty Like 6 'n tha Mornin, you heard me I told y'all we're no limit Represent baby Unnnnggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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