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PETEY PABLO lyrics - Still Writing In My Diary: 2nd Entry

Part 2

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[Petey Pablo: Talking] Ladies and gentlemen, I am proud to present to you today The new album from Petey Pablo, 'Still Writing in My Diary: The 2nd Entry' The boy hot now; he been gone for a little while, had a little vacation, enjoyin' life But that's what you're supposed to do when you get there: enjoy your life Y'naw'mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow, we can lose this shit tonight Ya understand what I'm sayin' but this young man that I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all He's been at the lowest of the low, he's been at the top of the world And he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat A fine young man, and I'm very proud to be able to say that I even know the young fellow But without further ado, because I know you've been waitin' Still writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry My mama said, 'Can you give her 3 dollars for a 5 dollar book of food stamps so she can get her some cigarettes' (laughs) Ya see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin' When I go in the booth, and I go in there and I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin' Like this shit right here [Chorus: Repeat 2x] Time to take them shirts off again (put 'em back up in the air) Represent, represent (put 'em back up in the air) I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it (put 'em back up in the air) Start up that South shit again (put 'em back up in the air) [Petey Pablo] What you want this time, more fire Your problem, I got it (I got it) Y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck to come up in this bitch an' put me out (yeah, yeah) Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down (I brought this fire, baby) Stronger than we've ever been baby boy y'all in trouble now (now now now now now now) If y'all ain't ready (ready), better find your door it's time to go and y'all gotta get out All up in the wheels and under your heels and let the best thing to roll you out If you been there, I ain't got to talk to you about it It don't get more gangsta, gangsta than it gets in this South [Chorus: Repeat 2x] [Petey Pablo] Got another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe A brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold Got a water hose, anything you want it up on Carolina () painted float to go with my post I be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it Change my name for me (Mmmmmm mmmmmm P-P-Petey Pablo, ) Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the South at its best We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the Ace in my hand [Chorus: Repeat 2x] [Petey Pablo] I'm sellin this song out to everybody that took the time when I ain't got my shit Record store, bootleg, under hung and everywhere that my CD is at I take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all, I wouldn't be nothin' at all And Carolina would still be two states, y'all motherfuckers used this to drive across Do you see anything on my goddamn face that look like I'm playin' Have I said anything tonight, that y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand That I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man! Naw I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised (And I) I swear on everything I love I'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us And I don't need a gold on a black to black just some down at home country love (country love) I don't ask for much (huuuuuh huuuuhhh) that's enough to keep my heart in the court (huuuuuh huuuuhhh) Tell the truth, it's really messin' me up to see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up (ooooooooooh) [Chorus: Repeat 2x] (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Put 'em back up in the air (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Repeat 4x] [Chorus: Repeat 2x]

Cygnet Committee

DAVID BOWIE "Space Oddity"
I bless you madly, sadly as I tie my shoes I love you badly, Just in time, at times, I guess Because of you I need to rest Because it's you that sets the test So much has gone and little is new And as the sparrow sings Dawn chorus for Someone else to hear The Thinker sits alone growing older And so bitter 'I gave Them life I gave Them all They drained my very soul ...dry I crushed my heart to ease Their pains No thought for me remains there Nothing can They spare What of me Who praised Their efforts to be free Words of strength and care and sympathy I opened doors that would have blocked Their way I braved Their cause to guide, for little pay I ravaged at my finance just for Those Those whose claims were steeped in peace, tranquility Those who said a new world, new ways ever free Those whose promises stretched in hope and grace for me' I bless you madly, sadly as I tie my shoes I love you badly, just in time, at times, I guess Because of you I need to rest, oh yes Because it's you that sets the test So much has gone and little is new And as the sunrise stream Flickers on me, My friends talk Of glory, untold dream, where all is God and God is just a word 'We had a friend, a talking man Who spoke of many powers that he had Not of the best of men, but Ours We used him We let him use his powers We let him fill Our needs Now We are strong And the road is coming to its end Now the damned have no time to make amends No purse of token fortune stands in Our way The silent guns of love will blast the sky We broke the ruptured structure built of age Our weapons were the tongues of crying rage Where money stood We planted seeds of rebirth And stabbed the backs of fathers Sons of dirt Infiltrated business cesspools Hating through Our sleeves Yea, and We slit the Catholic throat Stoned the poor on slogans such as 'Wish You Could Hear' 'Love Is All We Need' 'Kick Out The Jams' 'Kick Out Your Mother' 'Cut Up Your Friend' 'Screw Up Your Brother or He'll Get You In the End' And We Know the Flag of Love is from Above And We Can Force You to Be Free And We Can Force You to Believe' And I close my eyes and tighten up my brain For I once read a book in which the lovers were slain For they knew not the words of the Free States' refrain It said: 'I believe in the Power of Good I Believe in the State of Love I Will Fight For the Right to be Right I Will Kill for the Good of the Fight for the Right to be Right' And I open my eyes to look around And I see a child laid slain on the ground As a love machine lumbers through desolation rows Ploughing down man, woman, listening to its command But not hearing anymore Not hearing anymore Just the shrieks from the old rich And I Want to Believe In the madness that calls 'Now' And I want to Believe That a light's shining through Somehow And I Want to Believe And You Want to Believe And We Want to Believe And We Want to Live Oh, We Want to Live We Want to Live We Want to Live We Want to Live We Want to Live We Want to Live I Want to Live I Want to Live I Want to Live I Want to Live I Want to Live I Want to Live Live Live Live

Check Out Time

2PAC "All Eyez On Me"
(feat. Kurupt, Syke) [Intro: 2Pac] Ay what time is it nigga? (I don't know) Oh shit, 12 o'clock Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up outta here (hell yeah) Nigga, it's check out time nigga Hey call up Kurupt, call Daz room (hey there bitch, where Suge at nigga?) Call Suge, call all the niggaz tell em to meet me downstairs (Where K and them niggaz at man?) Tell the valet, bring the Benz around (Ay y'all seen my shoes?) Hey Kurupt, y'all niggaz drivin or y'all flyin back, whassup? (Kurupt: Man, I'm rollin man, fuck that shit) Hey Syke nigga, come on man, get up out the bathroom fool (Fuck that, I lost some money nigga) Aw nigga, damn [Verse One: 2Pac] Now I'm up early in the mornin breath stinkin as I'm yawnin Just another sunny day in California I got my mind focused on some papers while I'm into sexy capers Give a holla to them hoochies last night that tried to rape us Will these rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in Vegas I'm a boss playa, death before I let these bitches break us Last night was like a fantansy, Alize and Hennessee A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin with my man and me Told her I was interested, picture all the shit we did I got her hot and horny, all up on me, what a freaky bitch First you argued, then I fight it, til you lick me where I like it Got a nigga all excited, it don't matter just don't bite it I never got to check out the scence Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeans Now it seems, it's check out time [Chorus: 2Pac] We gotta go [2X] Gotta go, gotta go Yeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time We gotta go [4X] Gotta go nigga, gotta go (y'all know what time it is) Ay, c'mon man get y'all bags man call that valet motherfucker Tell him to get a nigga shoe, cause we out this motherfucker [Verse Two: Kurupt] They label me an outlaw, so it's time for the panty raid My fantansies came true, with Janet on, I'm in a Escapade But did it all end too soon All the homies runnin through the halls room to room, so I assume Since I'm a playa like my nigga Syke Then it's only right for me to disappear into the night My game's Trump tight, so I find time to recline Sneak into your room, instant Messiah, shit wines of all kinds I ain't got that much time So hurry up and pop the Dom and let me hit it from behind Since I'm only here for one night, I got to get you hot and heated Play like Micheal Jackson, and Beat It One more thing I like to mention, I'm done and I'm out cause there's someone else who deserves my atttention So all the homies round up in the lobby Cause busting bitches is a hobby, nigga It's check out time [Chorus: Kurupt] We gotta go [8X] Aiyyo man 'Pac ay where the where the fuck is Daz at man? This nigga locked up or somethin The only one not to leave Yo man it's check out time, it's time to get out this mother You seem them bitches? We out man, fuck that shit Yo Rece! Yo nigga whassup? [Verse Three: Syke] Hey I'm livin the life of a boss playa The front desk callin but I'm checkin out later My behaviour is crazy, from what you did to me baby If walls could talk, they'd say, you tried to fade me I'm puttin in work, but didn't hurt from the jacuzzi to the bed Carressin your thoughts, cause I'm livin Fed Heard what I said? Passion is crashin the room From the liquor we consumed I heard a boom I'm blackin out, you're yellin out 'Big Syke Daddy' We did it in the caddy on the highway, my way I'm lost in a dream, and so it seemed, to be the night Five bottles of Cristal and I'm still tight Out of sight, for 'Pac and Kurupt As I get it up, once the doors close you stuck In a heaty, sticky situation Get up baby, you ain't on vacation It's check out time [Chorus: Syke] We gotta go [8X] Ay, it's check out time Ay 'Pac, nigga where my motherfuckin, where my shoes go nigga? Where my motherfuckin drawers and shit at man? Man y'all niggaz was in here partyin too fuckin much What the fuck y'all doin nigga? Kurupt, go tell Daz man and Bogart and the rest of them niggaz c'mon man, niggaz is trippin man Front desk all callin me tellin me to get the hell outta here man We gotta go [8X] I ain't got no more money, somebody loan me a hundred

Beating Gets Faster

Hanoi Rocks "Back to the Mystery City"
Oh yeah... Well I don't care about the Victory If I can still have your company I don't need a golden diamond ring As long as you still let me in I never dream of being a millionaire Money can't buy a love affair True love is such a rarity It lives all through eternity the nights we share It seems they'll never end oh Lord above, she must be heaven sent... I know you, and you know me, That's the way it was meant to be I know you, and you know me I know that you will always stand by me if i'm down in the hole, or out in the streets Nothing else matters baby, if it's you and me... I pick up my guitar and I start to sing about all the troubles that i've been in now the clouds have finally disappeared Go straight ahead the road is clear It ain't so easy baby, when you're all alone Now I'm glad I kept rollinng on I know you, and you know me that's the way it was meant to be I know you, and you know me I know that you will always stand by me If I'm down in the hole, or out in the streets Nothing else matters baby if it's you and me...Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! It's beating faster and faster And it doesn't seem to stop Well I'm so crazy about you when I look in your eyes, I realize The kind of love that never dies Girl I love you, I really do My heart will always be true to you Oh don't be a fool, we're gonna prove with real love, we can never Loose, never loose! I know you, and you know me that's the way it was meant to be I know you, and you know me I know that you will always stand by me If I'm down in the hole, or out in the streets Nothing else matters baby, if it's you and me Yeah! I know you, and you know me That's the way it was meant to be I know you, and you know me, and that's the way it's always going to be Hey!

Good Die Young

D12 "D12 World"
[Intro] Dawg....I shouldn't have left, They wouldn't have tried this shit if I was wit ya Maybe we would have picked another time Or chose anotha way Or maybe my prayers would have convinced him to choose another soul Shit, its just me and my mentoni now Man you look so peaceful now...how can I argue wit that They say... [Chorus] They say the good die young, Thats why I think that you should have fun (when your young) Cos time won't wait for noone (uh huh) When god calls, you gotta go home (go home) They say the good die young, (die young) Thats why I know that we go' have fun, In this life cos you only get one When god comes for me, don't cry till I just went home [Kon Artis] Its true that everybody heard, there mama say every days like this When you see, one of your friends die in the mist In the struggle, went through circumstances Arrested every day just to prove a point to a friend Even then, accidents are prone to happen to any man A woman is dumb enough to pretend That her, god won't hold them accountable for sins If they commit, they try to repent to But I guess (thats just the way things go) I was blessed to see 24 (24) To wake up to that how my name is video Motivated me to write what i wrote And I knew my little brother sold dope An mom and daddy want to move our road I did it, I still got a lot to prove and show I just which we aint have to lose Bugz to the struggle Cos you know... [Chorus] They say the good die young, Thats why I think that you should have fun (when your young) Cos time won't wait for noone (uh huh) When god calls, you gotta go home (go home) They say the good die young, (die young) Thats why I know that we go' have fun, In this life cos you only get one When god comes for me, don't cry till I just went home [Bizzare] I know you used to Bizzare on some silly shit But Niggas in my cliq, is dying quick In detroit, niggas don't party They pull a .44 out, snatch off bacardis Thats why I keep the pistol under the trunk Im 27 years old, too old to be gettin jumped And fuck rap, I miss Karnail Pitts, b-u-g-z Tattoed on my wrist Me and you in the jeep, listen to beats Its a shame me and Fuzz don't even speak I got married, my wife name is D Peace to 31 and 51-50, miss you [Kuniva] I came back on that tragic, my phone rung And Bizarres voice tellin me, Bugz was gone home It was like a knife piercing my chest and I couldn't breath I didn't wanna accept it, didn't wanna believe it I swear with this weight dawg, I cried so hard Literally, Denaun had to carry me to the car While I stand in this booth now its tearin me apart But I had to let it out cos it was tearin at my heart Cos he died over somethin so petty and so small A human life is so very precious I hope ya'll Understand how I'm feelin cos I love you bugz I wanna rhyme wit you, laugh wit you, hug you bugz But I can't and you was so close to seein dreams A coward came along and took you away from the team So don't mistake this track, its just another song This goes out to everyone who lost a loved one Cos you know [Chorus] They say the good die young, Thats why I think that you should have fun (when your young) Cos time won't wait for noone (uh huh) When god calls, you gotta go home (go home) They say the good die young, (die young) Thats why I know that we go' have fun, In this life cos you only get one When god comes for me, don't cry till I just went home [Proof] They say its never too late, to have an early childhood If I could, turn back the hands of time, God should Forgive what i did as a kid to run blocks Now my dreams are just dream cops and gun shots The fun stops when your homies up in a box My dudey bole, rest his soul, snuffed by the cops I use to a lot, if theres a guy by me say somethin If you love her so much why didn't u gave nothin When he took my homie, snuck was only in 11th grade Now I hope to see your face at the heaven gates It aint never late in the game, this hatin remains With a grudge to see slugs straight through my frame My heart aches with the pain, the life in his breath We gotta have fun now, theres only minutes left In the depth, distress young as a did To [Chorus] They say the good die young, Thats why I think that you should have fun (when your young) Cos time won't wait for noone (uh huh) When god calls, you gotta go home (go home) They say the good die young, (die young) Thats why I know that we go' have fun, In this life cos you only get one When god comes for me, don't cry till I just went home [Swifty] When I was younger I knew four brothers that wasn't wise That crash and the driver died, My partner on the passenger side was paralysed And Im surprised by the look of that ride that the other peeps survived Nine months later another one died Somebody shot him in the side when he was startin up his ride 3 years go by, I made a hell of a run And thats when funky got done, a joey playin wit guns And , karty was my man And reggy, I wish that I was wit you in that van And Bugz if it wasn't for you You know I wouldn't be standin in this booth, Thats the truth, I miss ya'll... [Chorus x2] They say the good die young, Thats why I think that you should have fun (when your young) Cos time won't wait for noone (uh huh) When god calls, you gotta go home (go home) They say the good die young, (die young) Thats why I know that we go' have fun, In this life cos you only get one When god comes for me, don't cry till I just went home

Busa Rhyme

MISSY 'MISDEMEANOR' ELLIOTT "Da Real World"
(feat. Eminem) [Missy] Slim Shady [4X] [Eminem] Well I do pop pills, I keep my tube socks filled and pop the same shit that got Tupac killed Spit game to these hoes, like a soap opera episode and punch a bitch in the nose, til her whole face explodes There's three things I hate: girls, women and bitches I'm that vicious to walk up, and drop-kick midgets They call me Boogie Night, the stalker that walks awkward Stick figure, with a dick bigger than Mark Wahlberg Comin through the airport, sluggish, walkin on crutches Hit a fuckin [pregnant chick] in her [stomach] with luggage It's like a dream I can't snap out, I black out, and back out I'm lookin for someone 'of' to beat the crap 'out' I'm bringin you rap singers two middle fingers I flip you off in French, then translate in English Then I'ma vanish off the face of the planet and come back speakin so much Spanish, Pun can't even understand it [Missy] Won't you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim Shady [Shady] Yeah [Missy] Won't you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim motherfuckin Shady [Shady] Yeah [Missy] Won't you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim Shady [Shady] Yeah [Missy] Won't you busa rhyme for me boy .. [Eminem] I had a huge attitude, started off staticky Mad at you, had you mad at me automatically (one more time) I'm not a commodity, I'm an oddity who oddly enough developed himself a Halloween following It's so big, if I counted up all the freaks who follow me I'd probably owe Ozzy Osbourne an apology College girls, live in an alcoholic's world full of earl, head twirls every time the toilet swirls *flush* Covered in throw-up, and I refuse to grow up I won't budge, I still tell a grown-up to shut up (SHUT UP!) I made this rap game suspenseful, cause now I got a impulse to give you insults wrote with a pencil (bitch) and waste the paper on you, choppin down the oakwood Cause everything that you wrote in your notebook was no good And as long as I stay in the studio and keep cuttin You motherfuckers are puttin your words together for nuttin [Missy] Won't you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim Shady [Shady] What's the deal [Missy] Won't you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim motherfuckin Shady [Shady] Yeah.. who [Missy] Won't you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim Shady [Shady] What's the deal [Missy] Won't you busa rhyme for me boy .. [Missy] Turn the music up, we gon' wake the neighbors We gon' get high, we gon' roll to Vegas Me and Slim Shady, on some shit daily What you want what you got is it hot (Is it hot) Turn the music up, we gon' wake the neighbors We gon' get high, we gon' roll to Vegas Me and Slim Shady, on some shit daily What you want (yo) what you want (yo) ahh uhh yo 'A person from another planet might disagree with you' 'Well if you want my opinion, it comes from right here on Earth' [Eminem] Slim Shady.. Misdemeanor.. Timbaland.. Slim Shady.. Misdemeanor.. I'm homicidal, and suicidal with no friends Holdin a gun with no handle, just a barrel at both ends Sprayin tecs at you until you see your fuckin legs with the bullet holes and the exit wounds layin next to you (AHH!) Fuckin mad dog, foamin at the mouth Fuck mouth, my whole house, is foamin at the couch Jumped out of the 93rd floor of a building and shot every window out on the way down to the ground (KEEP FILMING!) Woke up to a hospital staff, got up and laughed, chopped em in half Suffocated the oxygen mask Shit if I get any higher, I'ma get the East and West beefin again Slide back to Detroit and stand in the crossfire [Missy] Y'all better call the police 'fore I kill this track Don't shoot Missy!!! Get back Uhh, I'ma put you all in the line Uhh, and I'ma watch you MC's die Yo mommy, mommy, Missy done lost her mind! I think somebody done pissed her off this time! Yo, I'ma have to bust you through your chest and uhh, you will have to clean up the mess (uh-huh) It's rainin rainin and it's pourin loud Never fear, cause pissy Missy's through the crowd Uhh, I hear the gats go cha-pow Who shot me damnit Bitch get down Don't walk when I talk, I never talk when I smile (uh-huh) Lay em on down, like they lived underground (uh) For the sound, that me and, Timbaland, we found Get your ass, kicked later, or get your ass, kicked now Uhh.. one-two Misdemeanor, Slim Shady Timbaland, motherfucker Uhh uhh uhh Cool, cool, cool Triple zero

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