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MODEST MOUSE lyrics - The Lonesome Crowded West

Doin' The Cockroach

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I was in heaven I was in hell Believe in neither But fear them as well This one's a doctor This one's a lawyer This one's a cash fiend Taking your money Back of the Metro Ride on the Greyhound Drunk on the Amtrak Please shut up Another rider He was a talker Talking about TV Please shut up This one's a crazer Day-dreaming disaster The origin of junk food Rutting through garbage Tasty, but worthless Dogs eat their own shit We're doing the cockroach, yeah Doin' the cockroach, yeah Doin' the cockroach, yeah Yeah Alright, not bad Doin' the cockroach, yeah Doin' the cockroach, yeah Yeah Alright, not bad Doin' the cockroach, yeah Doin' the cockroach, yeah Yeah Alright, not bad Not bad, not bad No One year Twenty years Forty years Fifty years Down the road in your life You'll look in the mirror And say, 'My parents are still alive.' You move your mouth You shake your tongue You vibrate my eardrums You're saying words But you know I ain't listening You're walking down the street Your face Your lips Your hips Your eyes They meet You're not hungry though Well late last winter Down below the equator They had a summer that would make you blister Oh, my mind is all made up So I'll have to sleep in it Well late last winter Down below the equator They had a summer that would make you blister Oh, my mind is all made up So I'll have to sleep in it Well late last winter Down below the equator They had a summer that would make you blister Oh, my mind is all Oh, my mind is all Oh, my mind is all made up So I'll have to sleep in it

Gotta Make That Money

TQ "They Never Saw Me Comin'"
Yeah uh mm give it to me Mmmmm yeah Yeah yeah Mm no no no no Seems like every night, right before I go to sleep I say a little prayer to the Lord that he keep me, that he keep me I used to be the kind of nigga that didn't give a fuck about nobody The slightest little thing would make me mad Especially if it involved my money And I can't tell you 'bout the next man But I love pullin' up in big sedans Wit all my niggas in a caravan Holla if ya hear me Now I'd love to break ya, bring ya down And take you back again But that would take too much time And I gotta hit the streets again [Chorus] And even if the sun don't shine, I'll still be hustlin' Gotta get that money, make that money Keep it comin', if it takes all night, can't be strugglin' Somebody come help me Can ya tell me why is slangin' always on my mind Must be buggin' I guess they figured I would quit and they could get me If they tapped my line Don't mean nothin' I'll still be hustlin' Now I hate to be the one to tell ya, but I don't mind Niggas can hate if they want to And I'm still gon' get mine, still gon' get mine Yes, I still be ridin' in a SC on dubs And I won't be seen at none of the clubs And uh, all your women would know who I was (And that you wouldn't like) And that you wouldn't like If everybody kept they mind on gettin' they scrilla Won't be no time to fuck with mine, so won't be killin' I'll just sit back and recline, smoke this Philly And keep my fingers laced with diamonds like Big Willie But for now, catch me on Compton Avenue With a handful of hundreds and a strap or two Puttin' it down for my niggas like they told me to You need some candy, so won't you come thru [Chorus] And even if the sun don't shine, I'll still be hustlin' Gotta get that money, make that money Keep it comin', if it takes all night, can't be strugglin' Somebody come help me Can ya tell me why is slangin' always on my mind Must be buggin' I guess they figured I would quit and they could get me If they tapped my line Don't mean nothin' I'll still be hustlin' [E-40] Sometimes I'm suited up Sometimes I'm bummy, lookin' like a crook Hair all nappy and wild - we call it the full nuk Mashin', mobbin' and thrashin' Woopers, horns and tweeters blastin' Throbbin', hoggin' and doggin' Godzilla ballin' When it's money callin' War-rank, war-rank Just ride your runners fool Be 'bout your bank Sittin' fat like chupling All about my money, duffle bags full of scratch Artillery fire arms and gats Reep my mill, cap my feddy, get my bread Hirries on my tail, but I'm tryin' for them, but they want me dead, dead Cuz I made it out the game without a clue or trace Used to sell that bass Rock cavvy candy, Never had to stop, enemies on the block, they knew it (they knew it) As far as I was concerned, man I do it Check it out Money schemin' Chris Alberchuck, Chocolate Philly, Glocks Garcia Vegas Black and Miles on the pack again (yes) What you know about that TQ and E-40 Fonzarelli a.k.a. Charlie Hustle, easy Biatch!!!

Do It Up

ERICK SERMON "No Pressure"
featuring Soup [Erick Sermon] Oh.. yeahhuhh! Def Squad Chorus: Erick Sermon It's all in the mind.. (Pump pump lickin shots!) *7X* (Pump pump lickin shots) [Erick Sermon] Aiyyo it's the master rap maniac comin fat like dat That's my habitat with the funk track From the Boondocks when I rocks my styles out the docks Who who? I hear someone knockin at my door It must be Soup a black human bein I think it's about time for y'all to see him [Soup] Sometimes I get blindsided with the flow, I never know They yell HOE, assumin the motions of a cool flow Notions of a cool, it's the S, Ohhhhhh Never come test, noooooooo, cause even the best'll have to go out with the rest, Nestea and a bag of sess for me Ackninckulous, I kill the weeds in my chest [Erick Sermon] Back on the rebound, it's the magnificents funkdullah Old schooler, more sole/soul than Dr. Scholl-ah Freakin wicked so it sticks in your dome On the chrome microphone so I take it home Don't neglect, just respect, the mic check Don't forget, I still snap necks and come correct I leave the microphone burnin (burnin) Green Eyed Bandit, my ? full name is Erick Sermon [Soup] Erick Sermon, sermon with the preaching I'm fuckin up people's heads without speaking, without speaking Clearly, loudly, niggaz crowd around the speaker to hear me freak the, note like Tamika But sweeter, sixty phoneta, sneaker if you peep the, jams and you reap the fields with the roots and uh, my name is Soup, and uh I flow like orange juice or Tropicana, and uh Chorus [Erick Sermon] Breaker breaker, shh, I hear some static Stop and get my automatic, the rusty one from the attic And shoot, or be killed, and if I ill I might cause a bloodspill so I have to chill and get totally disgusting on the microphone Whyyyyyyyyy, because it's onnnnn (it's on, IT'S ON) It's on (IT'S ON, IT'S ON, IT'S ON, IT'S ON!!) [Soup] The industry is a trick, and everyone is on the dick A cheap trick, just like ? like ? I peep it, everyone, wants me to sound like a ?, I'm dyin, before I get up from behind It's crushin up the rush of the rhyme in my mind Drink and trust - blind, think and trust - my, nine Because, nine lives nine triggers Fine rhymes equal the nine figures Yeah the cold cash, I hold a bold stash Yeah pockets next to my nineteen year old ass Yeah, God bless the child with his own God bless the roots and outsiders who zone Motherfuckers caps, get bucked in the dome Lick a shot, in his mad packed crazy chrome Chorus (+ Soup shouting over) [Soup] Like that, but it's all words Words can kill more pens, than guns, and friends and foes, God knows, I chose the pros that rose, still froze-n, chose-n, YOU S-O-U and the P, E, R-I-C-K Erick Sermon, kickin a rhyme this way Yeah! It's all in, your mind It's all in, my mind It's all in, my mind..

The Thrill Of It All

BLACK SABBATH "Sabotage"
Inclination of direction, walk the turned and twisted rift With the children of creation futuristic dreams we sift Clutching violently we whisper with a liquefying cry Any deadly final answers that are surely doomed to die Won't you help me Mr. Jesus, won't you tell me if you can When you see this world we live in, do you still believe in Man If my songs become my freedom, and my freedom turns to gold Then I'll ask the final question, if the answer could be sold Well, that's my story and I'm sticking to it 'Cause I've got no reason to lie, yeah Forget your problems that don't even exist And I'll show you a way to get high, oh yeah Oh yeah! So come along, you know you matter to me Remember freedom is not hard to find, yeah Time to stop all your messing around Don't you think that I know my own mind, oh yeah Oh yeah! Why can't you believe, it's not here to perceive Do you always have to be told, yeah For you have been taught that if your mind has been bought Life's entire answer was sold, oh yeah Oh yeah!

Anytime (Suave House Remix)

BRIAN MCKNIGHT "Superhero"
(feat. Eightball) [Eightball (Brian)] Yeah, yeah one time for your mind Suave House style baby (Ooh) Eightball the Fat Mack Brian McKnight (ooh) We doing it like this [Brian] I can't remember why we fell apart From something that was so meant to be, yeah Forever was the promise in our hearts Now, more and more I wonder where you are [1] - Do I ever cross your mind anytime Do you ever wake up reaching out for me Do I ever cross your mind anytime I miss you Still have your picture in a frame Hear your footsteps down the hall I swear I hear your voice driving me insane How I wish that you would call to say [Repeat 1] I miss you I miss you (Oh, no more) Loneliness and heartache (No more) Crying myself to sleep (Oh no more) Wondering about tomorrow Won't you come back to me Come back to me [Eightball] Yeah, yeah One-two check it out Ooh baby I like the way you like to play with Big Ball I'mma gonna cut my pager off We don't need no clothes at all Fall in love choppin' it up You know me and I know you Once the conversation get through Ain't no secret what we gon do Flippin' me and you in the S chiffon hay Every day and if you was right here with me It wouldn't be hard to say I think about what we used to have And how we used to be Honestly, tell me the truth You don't ever think about me [Repeat 1 till end]

Just Say So

INGRAM HILL
Turn out the lights, leave the candle burning We can talk all night Yeah I'm listening and I'm learning Well I've never never never No I ‘ve never seen nothing like this before Hey but that's alright I've never been more sure So, so you're looking me over So you're letting me in You put your head on my shoulder Yeah I know where you've been So you're asking me questions ‘Cause you're needing to know If you're ready to love me Just say, just say so Well I understand the weight of your words and worries But tell me true ‘Cause I'm in no hurry Well I've been hit hard and it's left deep scars Yeah we've all got memories But I am your answer You never met no one like me Chorus: Everyday that you don't say what's on your mind Still afraid of letting go let me inside Don't you think that I won't stay for good this time Everyday I'll show you over and over and over and over again Chorus:

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