RICHARD MARX lyrics

At The Beginning

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Now here we are, I'm suddenly standing At the beginning with you No one told me I was going to find you Unexpected, what you did to my heart When I lost hope, you were there to remind me This is the start Chorus And life is a road that I wanna keep going Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing Life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey I'll be there when the world stops turning I'll be there when the storm is through In the end I wanna be standing At the beginning with you We were strangers, on a crazy adventure Never dreaming, how our dreams would come true Now here we stand, unafraid of the future At the beginning with you Back to Chorus Bridge: Knew there was somebody, somewhere A new love in the dark Now I know my dream will live on I've been waiting so long Nothing's gonna tear us apart

It's Gotta Be Magic

DON WILLIAMS "Country Boy"
I'm back on the road Sometimes I don't know It's hard to make good sense of it all When I have to roam My mind's back at home Thinking of you there all alone But we're doing well Somehow I can tell I really don't know It's something I feel Cos we've been making it strong Each day right along Though we both hate being alone Chorus It's gotta be magic we're still in tune there's good loving midnight or noon It's gotta be magic I know it's true Cos it's still working For me and you We keep saying goodbye We keep on wondering why though we both know it just has to be Oh but honey the road Can get to be such a load You're all that helps me make it I know Repeat Chorus 2x

100% Texan

KEVIN FOWLER
Well I love the sound of a rain on a tin roof on a hot summer night love to hear those hound dogs a-barkin Howlin at the full moon light Love to see those fireflies a buzzin Lighting up the southern sky Yeah I'm a hell bent 100% Texan til I die Well I've crossed that old state line more than a time or two And if you see me leavin you best be believing I'll be back before the week is through If I stay gone too long no tellin what I'll do I might a-highjack a plane I might jump a freight train to get back home it's true chorus Well now I don't mind going to Oklahoma ain't never met an Okie that I didn't like I dont mind New York city Those yankees talk funny but they're alright I don't mind going to wessiana Their red hot cajun cooking suits me fine If I had my way I'd be home today on my front porch drinking moonshine Chorus X3 yeah now I'm a hell bent 100% Texan til I die

Take Your Time

Mo Thugs And Family
VERSE ONE: The word of love is a hell of a word to be saying You don't know how to use it with caution It is a death defying game to play And when your'e thinking of The one you want to get next to Show em' its a mutual feelings coz these are the words they'll say CHORUS: Hey baby your'e the only one I'm on They give a few lines from a slow song How do ya thinka ya got it going on so strong There can't nothing in this world go wrong They say baby I am yours So go and close the bedroom door Make sure the blinds are closed to keep you cummin up out to clothes The next day they don't know you no more So baby take your time Help ya ease ma mind Every little chance ya get ya wanna do me It's so hard to find a one of a kind And when these words are said Don't let em' get to your head Once the lights go out you'll hear 'em scream and shout The next day somebody else is misled VERSE TWO: Do you love II TRU VOICE (Yea Imma ask you stuff) Is he someone you can count on Someone who's there for you Someone who will be true no matter What the situation may be You know what they say from above This question is asked for a reason Some of them wanna play And then go They're separate way and Hey these are the words they'll say CHORUS: Hey baby your'e the only one I'm on They give a few lines from a slow song How do ya thinka ya got it going on so strong There can't nothing in this world go wrong They say baby I am yours So go and close the bedroom door Make sure the blinds are closed to keep you cummin up out to clothes the next day they don't know you no more So baby take your time Help me ease ma mind Every little chance ya get ya wanna do me It's so hard to find a one of a kind And when these words are said Don't let em' get to your head (oh yeah) Once the lights go out you'll hear 'em scream and shout The next day somebody else is misled KRAYZIE BONE: Ain't neva had game of shot real x2 Coz a couple a complications in ya conversations see ya know it ain't real (gotta be real) So why ya keep fallin fo lames and games SHAME SHAME SHAME How many strippers ya wanna take Until ya learn that games another defintion fo play So won't ya Ease yo mind Blackout all distraction Take ya time x2 slow downx2 Yo action deceive this pleasure disaster REPEAT CHORUS UNTIL FADE

Late Night Antics

Baby Namboos "Ancoats 2 Zambia"
We're coming They're going They're smoking their hash Spending your address We've only got to look around To know these boys are sound We're here looking at sights We're not here for the fights Fights, fights Keep trying to bring me down I'll go out And I'm chilled out As life is still living I'm staying around Looking for a life Listening to sounds Things going off, all around Kids getting shot Turn your face to the ground Hey kids, hey kids stay around We're not here We're not here We're not here to live Live life for the brawl Hey kid, we've all got to die Pick yourself up Reach for the sky Hearts full of power Hearts full of power Blood's running in and out of my veins In and out,in and out of my veins The love, the love comes from inside The girl is so lovely So this is for you babe I'm going to stay true Because of my love, that's here for you Sneaking out of school Looking for something to do Caught up with the law You think I'll make it through? Two kids sitting in local With my back against the wall Center of this It's Mister Behavior Waiting to have a brawl Sneaking out of school Looking for something to do Caught up with the law Do you think I'll make it through? Sitting in a local With my back against the wall Back against the wall It's Mister Behavior Waiting for the brawl I wake up in the morning I'm looking at you I wake up in the morning I'm looking at you Playing your love Knowing I'm there to live life for you Babe, keep staying true We're flying through It will be sad Living life here without you We have another toll check While my DJ plays the house decks See I like the hard age underground But we're looking for our own sound Exclude us from the street We're against what they usually beat I think it's just a load of drivel That keeps me hungry and living Keeping up with a fast pace Is like some crazy race I never thought that having a go I take pistols in the snow He thinks he's gonna take me I don't think so Late night antics Here we go again Moving as neighbors 'Cause moving is them Tight T-shirt boys On their wheels,jeans with those Forget the cheap thrills Just walk, just walking the streets Kids having a go See it in the face no more They see us guests,look love Late night antics Here we go again Move these neighbors 'Cause moving is them Tight T-shirt boys Hollow wheels,jeans with those Forget the cheap thrills Just walking the streets Kids having a go Can't see your face no more They see us guests,look love

Block Of Rock (For Years)

SOUTH PARK MEXICAN "Hustle Town"
[INTRO] [SPM] Yo, yo, I wanna welcome, welcome everyone to Hustletown Are we recording Alright let's do this fellas. [CHORUS: Dope House Artists] For years I've been working on the block of rock, For years I've been keeping nina glock on cock. [4X] For years homeboy, for years.... [Baby Beesh] Now if you wanna battle me then it's on, I'm blowed while I'm creeping up whip out my Tek so now you gone. You shouldn't have tried that set up now you ass is getting wet up, Cuz real G's from the SouthEast will leave you haters trying to get up You'll definitely get dealt with if your bitch ass has a death wish, And on your grave I tag it's the motherfucking Rick that you don't mess with So let me keep stressing that lesson to all y'all players and y'all haters Haters keep watching y'all back and y'all players keep creeping and stacking that paper [Baby Bash] (Now) Now why do these haters wanna plex Why do they wanna be starting mess Get the fuck out my face is what I suggest Cause I really don't think that you wanna test this Mex Coming straight out the South East side of that Tex, So if there's something you gotta get off your chest, It's best that you don't express it. It's hard enough for a Messican, So I really don't need all that plexing, There's all kinds of player haters out there so please wait let me tell you about those. First you got them fraud ass hoes, Then you got them fraud popo's, Then you got them fraud ass niggas in the street who just wanna plex and take yours [CHORUS 4X] [LOW-G] Guess who's back from the pen, Out to win, Sipping Gin with my kin folk, Gots the grin on my face when I come through If you ain't down with these G's motherfuck you Cause there's a straight up struggle in my barrio, Second Ward getting high on the patio, And when I'm wet I'm a threat to a rival set, I get respect when I step with my new Tek, Don't sweat I check hoes daily, On the regular talking to your lady, On the cellular creeping on the Lowride, In the middle of the night with no lights, In the four-five, chilling at the Dope House Low-G is something you don't know about Little tricks on my dick twenty-four seven, Treat them like a bitch, and still got them hoes begging. Keep it real for my people, I fear no evil Staying high till I die flying like a eagle [CHORUS X4] [SPM] You're superficial talking about life with a pistol But youse a hoe living life clean as a whistle My missles, oh they do leave body dimples, Attack your whole staff like a pack full of pitbulls. You simple, I'm complex, And coming on next, Oh take a wild guess, The South Park Mex, Spark sess blow smoke in the darkness, You don't wanna start mess with the heartless, I be the smartest, hottest, artist. My GM shine brighter than the golden arches, Shooting star yes, Ol trick no blow indo Before they kick door, Then flip coke, Tip-toe to the top, Tellin thug tales of wicked love spells, Hoes and drug sales, Some fell, In fact it's most, So a toast to my niggas who died in the smoke. [CHORUS 8X] [OUTRO] [SPM] H-Town, Hustletown, Did this for y'all, My boy Low-G.

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