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MARTINA MCBRIDE lyrics

City Of Love

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This is no Yellow brick road We've been travelin' on A river of tears Washed us here We're right where we belong We rode it out No, we didn't drown And look at what we've found Every street we take Is paved with truth If a mountain's in our way That's a mountain we move Baby, there ain't nothin' we can't do Since me and you Built this city of love Through shiftin' sands With our own hands We dug to solid ground Where we found out What love's about Yeah, there's no stoppin' us now Yeah on our own stone by stone We built a fortress strong Every street we take is paved with truth If a mountain's in our way That's a mountain we move Baby there ain't nothin' we can't do Since me and you Built this city of Built this city of love Yeah Yeah Every street we take is paved with truth If a mountain's in our way That's a mountain we move Baby there ain't nothin' we can't do Since me and you Built this city of love City of love

Love Iz - Al Green

ERICK SERMON "React"
Artist: Erick Sermon f/ Al Green * Album: React Song: Love Iz * all of the musical vocals in parenthesis are Al Green samples People in the house - Slick Rick (Welll...) [E-Dub] Sermon - aiight (Aww yeahhh...) As we proceed.. [E-Dub] Holla at ya boy - People in the house [E-Dub] Scream at me - aiight [Verse One] (Love is) - Yeah, music that you feel good Neighborhood hood, gully Roll through cause it's cool to boost the spirit For the folks young and old and infants can hear it (Love is) - Knowin the rap game is not the same And still I came Whoever killed 'Pac and Smalls, they're lame Erick Sermon, learn my name (Love is) - When I come through your spot With no security guards, just me and the Squad, uhh I got love, a cat got checked by a fan Holdin me down, I got street respect (Love is) - When true fans who don't believe in rumors Real consumers, who love what I'm doin That's why I.. PROCEED! Superman, the E don't bleed [Chorus] (Love is) - Yeah, never hatin Everybody's out there is (people) Yeah, why you wanna take my car, so we can be (Walkin together) (Love is) - Def Squad, Keith Murray Redman, that's my (people) Conversate with the next man, so we can be (Talkin together) [Erick Sermon] (Love is) - When the planes hit And the world got together like baseballs and mitts New York's Finest, so I represent my home Hold weight on this microphone (Love is) - When I pray for my enemies If drama cats get smoked like chimneys I'm not dyin for a fake thug who need a hug Not E-Dub - I'm focused man {Jay-Z} (Love is) - When your man got your back And, hold you down when no one's around, and Bless that, and get that money And then pass it around so nobody's hungry (Love is) - I do what I do When I can do it like no other to help my brother And, I hope racism as a whole don't walk through life, with a blindfold [Chorus] (Love is) - Showin love to those who paved the way, that's my (people) Politic with Al Green, and now we're (Singin together) (Love is) - Yeah doin it for black and white That's my (people) Get tight altogether, so we can be (Livin together) [Erick Sermon] (Love is) - Yeah, to be able to live With a, beautiful chick and a couple of kids Uhh, with foreign cars, a house on land I'm blessed no doubt y'all - Check this out (Love is) - When your man can't pay the bills And you loaned him a couple of bills, uh Now that's real, I come from the heart told ya Erick Sermon, the underground soldier (Love is) - Yeah, Stevie Wonder and Marvin Gaye And that's what I rock every day And take what they say, and then relay When I R-A-P for y'all to play (Love is) - Yeah, God Almighty The Alpha Omega, there's no one greater Then comes your moms, your fam is second And love is, the name of this record [Chorus] (Love is) - Yeah, rockin the house for hip-hop underground (people) Yeah it's only one God, whatever you call him we still (Prayin together) (Love is) - Yeah, for all my true dawgs out there Y'all my (people) I'm in the house, cold lampin, and we're (Livin together) (Singin together.. what it is) (Love is.. love is..)

Letter To My Ex's

ACE HOOD "Blood, Sweat & Tears"
[Intro] Uh, They may not like me for this one Fuck it, I got my pen and pad anyway Mister Hood Dear Mrs. Independent Hoes Lookin' for ya like my lifetime depended on You're a centerfold, every woman's inner goal To meet in a nigga and his money long Hey this a letter to my ex hoes Before I start kiss my ass, X O's Ahem, okay let's talk about a gold digger Met her at a video shoot, go figure Uh, well she was bad than a mothaflicker Seen her lookin' got her number seen what's up wit her Yeah, to make a long story short dawg Couple days I'm sleepin, beatin the inner walls Fell in love with it now we up in every mall Bought her first Louis bag, she was so appalled Not a scout but she love to watch a nigga ball Bought her everything she had if I could recall So couple months I got her moving in That show money got me out of town It got her trippin' when I'm not around She was movin, trying to play a nigga out of bounds Seen pictures of her and niggas I hate to found Sad part was the bitch was trickin' off out of town Uh, and I was too blind to see it sooner Knew this bitch was kinda fishy like some old tuna Took her clothes and threw em in to an old sewer Damn, you shoulda' really seen her face then Uh, she officially on my shit list Uh, She pulled up on some shock shit Uh, I'm talkin bags in the front trick And that words to my common sense See you ain't nothin' but a has been I'm talking ashes to ashes [Hook] Uh, hey here's a letter to my ex's You ain't nothin' but a has been Uh, was only heavy when the cash in, yeah You tried to play me like a band bitch But I ain't trippin' cause you're pussy kinda average Uh, her ego bigger than her ass is Man, I'm so glad you the past tense I used to love you with a passion Sincerely yours, bitches Uh, Dear Mrs. Independent hoes Still searching like my lifetime depended on You're a centerfold, every woman's inner goal To meet a nigga and his money long If you ain't got it then you can carry on I'm talking like a Louis bag homes No matter swagger, you're new cologne I swear my last was a bee like a honeycomb Uh, I thought we really woulda' last long Shit, we were the worst to put your money on Damn, in the beginning it was fairy tales I'm talking make believe love coated in make believe Uh, but that's until I started buying things It was cool, now she started wantin wedding rings Such a drama queen demanded all kinda things Corrupted buy the light, she could only see the green Wanted kids so I can be there by any means Let her tell it we were something like a perfect team Damn, had to cut it, she was out of order Tryin to put me on blast like a bill boarder Yeah, I called her momma tried to transport her "Did you throw out her out dawg" Yeah kinda sorta, she was mad so she filing a restraining order Just to come and get her bags in the trash house Swear the cops made me leave nearly passed out Hey but I end up moving back in Oh my momma, now she preggo with a set of twins Pause, "That's a whole lot to settle in" Uh, I guess the story really never ends Well here's a letter to my ex then I swear she used to be my best friend Now she's a memory from back then I know she prolly misses that fifth Big sprees, and them motherfuckin plane trips And she the last on my ex list Nearly had a nigga stressed Damn [Interlude] Somebody tell me what's love What's your definition of love? Is love buying one another different gifts "Depending on the price tag." Is that love? I mean a nigga just looking for somebody genuine To really ride for him I'm feelin' like "fuck love," They don't give a damn about me anyway Maybe relationships ain't for me I guess that's why I'm writing this Uh, hey here's a letter to my ex's You ain't nothin' but a has been Uh, was only heavy when the cash in, yeah You tried to play me like a band bitch But I ain't trippin' cause you're pussy kinda average Uh, her ego bigger than her ass is Man, I'm so glad you the past tense I used to love you with a passion Sincerely yours, bitches

Empire State Of Mind

JAY-Z "The Blueprint 3"
Yeah [Verse 1 — Jay-Z:] Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to DeNiro, but I'll be hood forever I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stash spot, 560 State St. Catch me in the kitchen like the Simmons' whipping Pastry Cruisin' down 8th St., off-white Lexus Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me Say what up to TyTy, still sippin' Mai Tai's Sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five Nigga, I be spiked out, I could trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from.... [Chorus — Alicia Keys:] New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothin' you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new The lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York (You welcome OG—I made you hot, nigga!) [Verse 2 — Jay-Z:] Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though But I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock Afrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back For foreigners it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to add 8 million stories, out there in the naked City it's a pity, half of y'all won't make it Me, I got a plug Special Ed "I Got It Made" If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade Three dice Cee-lo, three Card Molly Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade Long live the King yo, I'm from the Empire State that's [Chorus] (That boy good... welcome to the bright light, baby.) [Verse 3 — Jay-Z:] Lights is blinding, girls need blinders Or they could step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is Lined with casualties, who sip to life casually Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple, Eve Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style Anna Wintour gets cold, in Vogue with your skin out City of sin, it's a pity on a whim Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust out Everybody ride her, just like a bus route Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end Came here for school, graduated to the high life Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight MDMA got you feelin' like a champion The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien [Chorus] [Bridge — Alicia Keys:] One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty No place in the world that could compare Put your lighters in the air Everybody say "yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" (c'mon, c'mon) I'm from... [Chorus]

City Of Love

ALYSON STONER
So, Phineas, what do you think of the City of Love? I wish it was the City of Airplane Parts. Oh, you're just too stressed. You should take a moment to relax and enjoy it. We could share a crêpe sucrée at this Parisian café. Hey! That awning could be used as a sail! Or, you know, a parachute. Depending on how things go. Take a break and smell these flowers underneath the Eiffel Tower. I wonder if they still got pieces of that hanging around. The rivets would come in handy. Oh, Phineas. Won't you share a crème brûlée with me Hey! Look at that nifty little blow torch! How perfect could this be In the City of Love In the City of Love In the City of Love In the City of Love We could try some fancy cheese Or peruse the galleries I wonder: Is oil-based paint combustible? As a rocket fuel. Isn't this a perfect day How do I look in this beret Oh, that reminds me: We might need helmets. Oh, how can he not feel the same way When we're strolling down the Champs-Élysées In the City of Love In the City of Love I wish that he would whisper "mon chérie, je t'aime" But all he wants to do is try to fix that plane In the City of Love In the City of Love In the City of Love

We Built This City On Rock

JEFFERSON STARSHIP
CHORUS We built this city we built this city on rock an' roll Built this city we built this city on rock an' roll Say you don't know me or recognize my face Say you don't care who goes to that kind of place Knee deep in the hoopla sinking in your fight Too many runaways eating up the night BRIDGE Marconi plays the mamba listen to the radioDon't you rememberWe built this city we built this city on rock an' roll REPEAT CHORUS Someone's always playing corporation gamesWho cares they're always changing corporation names We just want to dance here someone stole the stage They call us irresponsible write us off the page REPEAT BRIDGEREPEAT CHORUS It's just another Sunday in a tired old street Police have got the choke hold oh and we just lost the beat Who counts the money underneath the bar Who rides the wrecking ball into our guitars Don't tell us you need us 'cos we're just simple fools Looking for America crawling through your schools (I'm looking out over that Golden Gate bridge Out on a gorgeous sunny Saturday I've seen that bumper-to-bumper traffic) Don't you remember (remember) (Here's your favorite radio station in your favorite radio cityThe city by the bay the city that rocks the city that never sleeps) REPEAT BRIDGEREPEAT CHORUS TWICE (We built we built this city) built this city (we built we built this city)REPEAT TO FADE

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