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Bull Rider

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Well first off you gotta wanna get off bad enough To wanna get on in the first place And you better trust in your lady luck Pray to God that she don't give up on you right now Live fast, die young, bull rider, hey hey Well the one hand hold is all you've got To pit you and the bull against the clock and a course crowd And just upon a spinnin' ton Nothin' else you've ever done can pull this way You're just outside the buckin' chute Lose a spur you lose your seat and you lose yourself By now he's buckin' mean and dirty Slingin' mud and cowboy boots and kickin' clowns No fools, no fun, bull rider, hey hey You gotta feel the way he's movin', you gotta watch his head And brace yourself for anything that render you might dead You know the art of hangin' loose is hangin' just as tight Well it's something like a hurricane dancin' with a kite Live fast, die young, bull rider, hey hey Well the rodeo is more than rough It's a fact of life and it's tough to cut and it's beaver hats It's drinking beer and pulling trailers Tight lemae on barrel racers and a horse bucking No fools, no fun, bull rider, hey hey Live fast, die young, bull rider, hey hey

Live Fast, Love Hard

My life's like a gyroscope spinning On the edge of the sands of time My life's so out of control baby But for all your loving it can stop on a dime They say I'll have to face the music To pay the piper man for the song he's chimed Every dog must have his day howling And I know one day that I'll have mine (Pre Chorus) Live Fast, I'm living at the speed of sound Love Hard I'm hardest loving man around Die Young, I've got trouble with this part But when I'm older baby then it's too late to start To Live Fast and Love Hard and Die Young To Live Fast and Love Hard and Die Young (Chorus) Live Fast, Love Hard, Die Young Is what they all say will happen to you If you go and do All the things you want to do Come take this ride with me Speeding through this life of mine Better hold on tight to me 'Cause we're racing with the hands of time I'm standing on the edge of midnight Darkness all around me and there's nowhere to climb I'm standing two fisted in the darkness A one-way ticket showdown with Father Time They say youth is wasted on the young I'm a Restless Kid and I'm loaded like a gun Pulling hard on the throttle, like there's no tomorrow Making love with Lady Luck, I've got lightning in a bottle (Pre-chorus) (Chorus) I, I will go to the ends of the earth In an endless search for your love I, I will go and battle the fates Even if it's my fate to die young Put yourself in my place I have just begun To Live Fast and Love Hard And if I do, they say I'll Die Young (Repeat Chorus)

Alright Guy

GARY ALLAN "Alright Guy"
You know just the other morning I was hanging around in my house I had that old book with pictures of Madonna naked And I was checkin' it out Just then a friend of mine came to the door She said she never pegged me for a scumbag before Said she didn't ever want to see me no more And I still don't why I think I'm an alright guy I think I'm an alright guy Well I just want to live until I gotta die I know I ain't perfect but God knows I try I think I'm an alright guy I think I'm alright This one time for medicinal purposes they forced me to smoke some dope I'm pretty sure I can still be the President But I don't think I'll ever get to be the Pope Well I get wild and I know I get drunk It's not like I got a bunch of bodies in my trunk My old man used to call me a no-good punk And I still don't know why I think I'm an alright guy I think I'm an alright guy Well I just want to live until I gotta die I know I ain't perfect but God knows I try I think I'm an alright guy I think I'm alright You know just the other night The cops pulled me over outside the bar When they turned on their lights And they ordered me out my car Man I was only kiddin' when I called 'em a couple of dicks But still they made me do the stupid human tricks Now I'm stuck in this jail with a bunch of dumb hicks And I still don't know why I think I'm an alright guy I think I'm an alright guy Well I just want to live until I gotta die I know I ain't perfect but God knows I try I think I'm an alright guy I think I'm alright


JAMIE T "Panic Prevention"
Juveniles hide your porno mags the girls got problems at her yard So she's packing up her bags full of rags her man got done from Pa Na Na While the Madras still in the kitchen smokes a twenty deck of fags Body bags come back off planes from war torn Iraq It's the stark naked truth a dark aftermath With baby T, the juice, and the dog just barks Remember how the bully always had the last laugh It was a blast last night down the old 12 Bar White socks black shoes with the ballads in the car And a lump in your throat she won't understand Two's on a cigarette and a talk blah blah Bloody hell die o blah da glug down liquor While life goes on for all the day-trippers Starts off small but it's gonna get bigger By the end of this letter it may all be better Well she's always asking with the who, where and how The girls say ooh la la Well if I had another chance I'd do it differently now And the girls say ooh la la la la la la From Trafalgar Square where the crack pipe reeking To in your dark damp flat the ceiling's leaking You fell in love when you first started chatting But got so bored 'cause she never stopped speaking Consider this son one of the bad behaviour He's keeping all the freebies delivering the papers Ya haters shake down fakers Ah you'll never get nowhere 'cause we're the Pacemakers Pretty please me ah she's easy on the eye Some say that today only the good young die Yippy yo kay ay it's been a right good day I wanna ask questions but I don't mean to pry How did you get to where you're going to before you came Slowly moseying through this bar you started your race Johnny cock-a-roo wants his money Better give to the man he's a fruit and nut bar Gotta see the GP coughing up lungs And the doc said stop or you're gonna die young Well I haven't even started to do what I'd done You young don't listen you just carry on Well we heard it all before when you song got sung Get a grip son why 'cause you always drunken We're not captain's just skivvy sunken Hum drum drum live fast die young Blister skin stumbling the road rocky and trespassers on the private property Remember back then it was the rant the banter While young songs watch their young pars get cancer While vagabond sandy crying out for a nista Missed her so much that he went drank the brewery Well sing-a-long Sam this is a song about you We all went out and we got pistola I don't wanna fight he's a right big cunt But the fellas say go on my son my son Well it's all a bit of fun til someone gets done But the fellas say go on my son my son I'm more likely to pick up and run But the fellas say go on my son my son Ah fuck, well he's a right big cunt I'll knock him one fuck that run run.

Have You Seen Her

DONELL JONES "Where I Wanna Be"
Well, well, well, well, ooh whoa Check it out Sitting at the light she pulled up on my right Looking in the mirror making sure her shit was tight I know she felt me watching but was scared to look my way I know she wants to look, but I think I've got her shook Under pressure, don't know what to do She's got two cuties with her and I got my peoples too She put it in one, stepped on the gun and made a U Looked inside, gave me a smile, then she blew What am I gonna do? 1 - Tell me which way did she go Pretty young thing in a GS4 Love was so bangin' had me open from the door Tell me have you seen her She had a smile that I couldn't forget Shining brighter than the flawless piece around her neck The girl was so fine I just gotta make her mine Tell me have you seen her Have you seen her? It's been awhile now and I'm steady on the case Everyday I'm looking for her face Is like a dream to me and I gotta make it real Gotta let her know just how I feel Now there she goes again driving by I hit my horn, she throws her beams on high I put my joint in gear and I tried to give chase She disappears again without a trace Tell me have you seen her? Repeat 1 I gotta find her, where did you go, babe? Listen girl you seem to think you got away from me You got me looking for you in all these busy streets I must admit I got it bad for you It's just a little taste of all the things I'll do for you Repeat 1 till end

Let Nas Down (Remix)

[Intro] Freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby's bein born Same time my man is murdered, the beginning and end As far as rap go, it's only natural, I explain My plateau, and also, what defines my name [Chorus: J. Cole] Yeah, long live the idols, may they never be your rivals Pac was like Jesus, Nas wrote the Bible Now what you're 'bout to hear's a tale of glory and sin No I.D. my mentor, now let the story begin [Nas] I ain't mad at you, young king, this unsung song is haunting Along comes a one son called a offspring The Earth spins, my Old Earth grin, sung a church hymn She birthed in September, took my first wind, again, the Earth spins I jumped in my first Benz, fled out, lead out Screams got in the game and took bread out The nerve of these niggaz, weak flow, yo Cole let's murder this sequel Freedom or jail from Fayetteville to QB though Cause back when I was young there was massive niggaz But I passed them niggaz, just being nasty nigga Military hat, fatigue pants saggin, Henny'd up Execs asking will he live to see his own release date happen Straight off the corner with the armor, Arm & Hammer But I had a appeal, I was a charmer.. Yet still being my momma's son was my biggest honor This shit was just kinda just a hobby in my project lobby We was tryna be the Queensbridge Cosby's But the street life robbed me of that, so I had to put it in raps And who could I ask for help? Older nigga was gettin mad But that's the gift and the curse, that's the good and the bad At least you got Jay, but he already one of the greats And it's hard for the great to tell somebody how to be great Nigga I tried and niggaz threw that shit right back in my face They took my co-sign, but they ain't let me EP their tapes And when they joint tanked, that's when they point blame So point blank, young Cole, you won't be the same The first album freedoms and them fourth album pressures A big difference between 'em but I get why you said it Radio records are needed, I just wanted it to bring the warning Global warming to that cold world you was breathin That's some advice, I never got If I don't sell another record, I'll just steady rock While you was writin down my rhymes I was just tryin to show you that if you say what's on your mind, you can stand the test of time Now I'm playin "Born Sinner" loud, saw you live, rock the crowd Like wow, you made your nigga Nas proud So you ain't let Nas down... It's just part of the game, becoming a rap king, my nigga You ain't let Nas down... How that sound? Here the crown, pass it to you like nothin, nigga You ain't let Nas down [Chorus: Nas] Long live the idols, may they never be your rivals Slick Rick was like Jesus, G Rap wrote the Bible Now what you're 'bout to hear's a tale of glory and sin Large Professor's my mentor, that's how the story end, uh

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