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RYAN ADAMS lyrics - Love Is Hell, Pt. 1

Shadowlands

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God, please bring the rain Yeah, and bring it soon Let it flood right through the houses Into Judy's room With a father on amphetamines Her mother hides the pearls Reach out into the darkness And find my little girl 'Cause she's angry like a salesman That couldn't make a sale Threw her wedding ring in the sewer And damned them all to hell Please lead her to the mountain That you fashioned out of sand While the roaches climb the walls From the hotel where he calls Most people never find a love Most people never find a love Sometimes you just can be a man Sometimes you just can be a man When your living in the darkness Of the shadowlands The shadowlands The shadowlands

Stars And Stripes Of Corruption

DEAD KENNEDYS "Frankenchrist"
Finally got to Washington in the middle of the night I couldn't wait I headed straight for the Capitol Mall My heart began to pound Yahoo! It really exists The American International Pictures logo I looked up at that Capitol Building Couldn't help but wonder why I felt like saying 'Hello, old friend' Walked up the hill to touch it Then I unzipped my pants And pissed on it when nobody was looking Like a great eternal Klansman With his two flashing red eyes Turn around he's always watching The Washington monument pricks the sky With flags like pubic hair ringed 'round the bottom The symbols of our heritage Lit up proudly in the night Somehow fits to see the homeless people Passed out on the lawn So this is where it happens The power games and bribes All lobbying for a piece of ass Of the stars and stripes of corruption Makes me feel so ashamed To be an American When we're too stuck up to learn from our mistakes Trying to start another Viet Nam Whilke fiddling while Rome burns at home The Boss says, 'You're laid off. Blame the Japanese' 'America's back,' alright At the game it plays the worst Strip mining the world like a slave plantation No wonder others hate us And the Hitlers we handpick To bleed their people dry For our evil empire The drug we're fed To make us like it Is God and country with a band People we know who should know better Howl, 'America riles. Let's go to war!' Business scams are what's worth dying for Are the Soviets our worst enemy We're destroying ourselves instead Who cares about our civil rights As long as I get paid The blind Me-Generation Doesn't care if life's a lie so easily used, so proud to enforce The stars and stripes of corruption Let's bring it all down! Tell me who's the real patriots The Archie Bunker slobs waving flags Or the people with the guts to work For some real change Rednecks and bombs don't make us strong We loot the world, yet we can't even feed ourselves Our real test of strength is caring Not the toys of war we sell the world Just carry on, thankful to be farmed like worms Old glory for a blanket As you suck on your thumbs Real freedom scares you 'Cos it means responsibility So you chicken out and threaten me Saying, 'Love it or leave it' I'll get beat up if I criticize it You say you'll fight to the death To save your worthless flag If you want a banana republic that bad Why don't you go move to one But what can just one of us do Against all that money and power Trying to crush us into roaches We don't destroy society in a day Until we change ourselves first From the inside out We can start by not lying so much And treating other people like dirt It's easy not to base our lives On how much we can scam And you know It feels good to lift that monkey off our backs I'm thankful I live in a place Where I can say the things I do Without being taken out and shot So I'm on guard against the goons Trying to take my rights away We've got to rise above the need for cops and laws Let kids learn communication Instead of schools pushing competition How about more art and theater instead of sports People will always do drugs Let's legalize them Crime drops when the mob can't price them Budget's in the red Let's tax religion No one will do it for us We'll just have to fix ourselves Honesty ain't all that hard Just put Rambo back inside your pants Causing trouble for the system is much more fun Thank you for the toilet paper But your flag is meaningless to me Look around, we're all people Who needs countries anyway Our land, I love it too I think I love it more than you I care enough to fight The stars and stripes of corruption Let's bring it all down! If we don't try If we just lie If we can't find A way to do it better than this Who will

In Da Club (Special Remix)

50 CENT
P.Diddy- O u know we had to do it O u know we had to do it ey' u know mary I don't think they're ready for this one This is Faze one Let's Work People (Let's Work) Mary J. Blige! They Call me Diddy Mary J. Blige- Boy u know u got ur hopes in me Ur on my mind every day constantly I'm tired of holdin back the way I feel Cuz wut I feel for u baby is real Beyonce & Mary J. 1st Chorus- U Give me everything I want A little more than wut I need I never felt this way before That's why I wanna give u all of me Boy u got me on my knees Ur the one I want to drop all ur hopes in me That's wuts up and u got me any ways Boy u know I want ur hopes in me Mary J.- Someone like me doesn't always fall in love 'specially the dudes that I meet in the club I aint realy into be gettin rough Cuz boy i'm feelin u and that's wuts up 1st Chorus Baby I'm so into u (I'm so in to u) No one can do wut u do to me ( No one can hold me this way!) This is a chance of a life time. to find me, to make u mine, till the end of all time 1st Chorus again 50 Cent- Go, go, go, go, go, go, go shawty- ish yo birthday we gon party like ish yo birthday We gon sip bacardy like ish yo birthday and u noe we dun give a fuck if that's yo birthday You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub, look mami i got the X if you into taken drugs, im in there having sex i aint into maken love, so come give me a hug, if you're into gettin' rubbed You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub, look mami i got the X if you into taken drugs, im in there having sex i aint into maken love, so come give me a hug, if u in there gettin rubbed When i pull out up front u see the benz on dub's When i roll 20 deep is 20 knives in the club Niggas heard i fuck with dre now they wanna show me love When you sound like eminem and the hoez they wanna fuck But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's Up i see xzibit in the cut that nigga roll the weed up If you watch how i move you mistake me fo a playa or pimp Been hit wit a few shells but i dont walk wit a limp in the hood when the ladys saying 50 you hot they like me, i want them to love me like they love Pac but how them new york, niggas tell ya im loco when the plan is to put the rap game in a choke-hold im feelin focus man, my money on my mind got a mill. out the deal and im still on the grind Now shorty said she feelin my style she feeling my flow A girlfriend with it get ride and we ready to go..(Ya ok) You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub, look mami i got the X if you into taken drugs, im in there having sex i aint into maken love, so come give me a hug, if u in there gettin rubbed You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub, look mami i got the X if you into taken drugs, im in there having sex i aint into maken love, so come give me a hug, if u in there gettin rubbed Mah flow, Mah show, brought me the dough, that bought me all my fancy things, Mah Crib, mah cars, Mah pools, Mah jewls, look nigga i done came up and i aint change And you should love it, way more then you hate it nigga you mad, i thought that you'd be happy i made it Im that cat by the bar, toasting to the good light You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back ride When it dark, Well be pumping in the club, its on now wit my eyes on my bitch, if she smiles, she gone if the roof on fire, let that mothafucka burn if u talken about money homie, i aint concern imma tell you wat Banks told me cause go ahead switch the style up if niggas hit the letta make watch the money pile up or we go upside ur there wit a bottle of bub you know where we fucking B You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub, look mami i got the X if you into taken drugs, im in there having sex i aint into maken love, so come give me a hug, if u in there gettin rubbed You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub, look mami i got the X if you into taken drugs, im in there having sex i aint into maken love, so come give me a hug, if u in there gettin rubbed ha ha ha ha Dont act like u dont know who we be neitha' nigga we in da club all da time nigga if itz a problem pop off nigga G unit Beyonce- No shorty, it's Beyonce, We gon' party like, it's ya birthday, We gettin' naughty like, it's ya birthday So put ya drink up in the air if you look sexy! I'm the chick with the hot ish, manolo blahnik, Jimmy choo kicks, killin' it, who you with? Me & my girls at the party with the diamond zinati's I'm that classy mami with the Marilyn Monroe body. I'm that fly chick 5*6 Marc Jacob mini Ghetto fabulous, glamourous, its effortless Make up light, we with my pastel luis Designer scarf, work of art, rockin' vintage Gucci You can find me in the club, sippin' on some bud, Daddy I got what you need imma sexy little thug, Don't wanna be your girl I ain't lookin for no love, So come give me a hug, imma sexy little thug. Repeat My nails my hair my diamond rings, Shining with all my fancy things, My crib my car my clothes my jewels, Why you mad? Cause I came up and I ain't changed. I'm that girl wearing chanel pearls, Chandeliers in my ears from ??? Ya feelin my style, ya feelin my flow Hair chic, smells sweet, like flow to flow I'm the lady sipping baileys while I strut like a model If the ladies wanna hate me I jus send them a bottle I kno I got it but don't flaunt it even though brothas want it, Dancin' dirrty while I'm flirtin, 'cause he' checkin' up on me. You can find me in the club, sippin' on some buds, Daddy I got what you need imma sexy little thug, Don't wanna be your girl I ain't lookin for no love, So come give me a hug, imma sexy little thug. Repeat My nails my hair my diamond rings, Shining with all my fancy things, My crib my car my clothes my jewels, Why you mad? Cause I came up and I ain't changed, ohhh ohhh, ohhh ohhh, ohhh! ohhh, ohhh ohhh, ohhh. ohhh, ohhh ohhh, ohhh! ohhh, ohhhoooooooooooooooooooooowww!! (into hook) You can find me in the club, sippin' on some buds, Daddy I got what you need imma sexy little thug, Don't wanna be your girl I ain't lookin for no love, So come give me a hug, imma sexy little thug. Repeat

I'm A Junkie

ANDRE NICKATINA "Bullets, Blunts In Ah Big Bankroll"
[Intro: Andre Nickatina] Now I, played some hoes in my life But I never played this ho before ANd I swear, if it's cool Ho I only wanna be [Andre Nickatina] Man I speak with percision Money's my religion Freak how you livin I fly like a pigeon This is the mind of a rap cat And get all the money and the hoes yo and never try to hatchback I talk shit in the cadillac It's about two AM my freak is sippin on cognac She love me I love her right back But yo it's a different kind of love Man kill her with the kisses and the hugs Sometime she might cry like a dove She know I got hustle in my blood She know I don't spit no scams I like candy yams I never jepordize who I am I don't have to try to cross her Man I'm her sponsor The word play I display man it'll haunt her Man take these CD's yo and bring the cash back I'm a junkie for the money how you like that And how you like that I bet you like that I spect you like that I think you like that [Equipto] I live life we think we didn't care And leave the scene with my pinky in the air I left my mark with dents in my imprints And chalked it up with Goldie my big friend Discuss the thang like what's the game When all fails it's all hell we trust the game And I'm confident, I spit it like no other on the continent And I ain't lookin for your sympathy or compliments You work regardless put it aside You might feel a little pain that's just your pride Now baby wide open, breakin the rules In the shoes of a prostitude bout to choose I'm chosen all up in the rhyme like a metaphor Promote the Queeze help me go ghetto gold [Andre Nickatina] You're lookin at the culture of the rap culture You stare long enough you might see just move on my poster I might have to ice grill ya If you talk outta line and the god don't feel ya I put your mind in a octagon And you'll devote your whole world tryin to play with Kahn You ride around in the flyest car Your catered at the bar I have you shining like a lucky star And all you gotta do is take this and bring it back Take this and bring it back Take this and bring it back Shit, and now I'm laughin at the money stacks And all your friends and your buddy pack is lookin for this rap cat Man it's the gift boss And get the hot sauce And don't ask what the clothes or the cars cost I like to mad floss Man get my hair did And talk shit to a chick eatin spare ribs She said she love me I make her heart feeze Alright baby, then move these CD's

Alive

BEASTIE BOYS
I've never been more ready in my entire life To do this right now Never It's all been leading up to this moment All right now right here My whole life.. Right here We got rhyme selections in a wide array J'ai des bons pour vous mangez The party people scream, 'oui oui, c'est vrai' 'Cause I got a remote for my bidet Now A-D-R-O-C-K I use the microphone like Picasso used clay Down with freckles from around the way Peace to Bambata and Jazzy Jay I rock on the mic from here to Bombay I give it my best and say come with may 'Cause everybody's got their dues to pay I'm looking sideways like my man Pele Gettin' on like Ali boom ba yay So fed up with racism today It's time to speak up and not turn away Make the sun shine when it's cloudy and gray Dip dip dive so-socialize Open up your ears and clean out your eyes If you learn to love you're in for a surprise It could be nice to be alive I'm taking doody rhymes to the brand new height I shine on the mic like Ultra Brite Created a monster with these rhymes I write Goatee metal rap please say goodnight Now here's a little something that you might not like My DJ's name is Mix Master Mike It's a real pitty that you people got to bite But i could understand 'cause it sounds so nice Reading you the news 'cause I'm Country Mike Use a microphone like Shazam uses tights Try to keep clear of that hate and spite So I keep my mind still like the still of night Now who in the world do you want to fight It's against the system we should unite Homophobics ain't alright If you learn to love then you might love life Dip dip dive so-socialize Open up your ears and clean out your eyes If you learn to love you're in for a surprise It could be nice to be alive 'Bring it back that old New York rap' 'Bring it back that old New York rap' 'Bring it-Bring it back that old New York rap' 'Bring it-Bring it back that-Bring it-Bring it back that' 'Bring it-Bring it back that old New York rap' 'Bring it back that old New York rap' 'Bring it-Bring it back that-Bring it-Bring it back that' 'Bring it-Bring it back that old New York rap' Well you can shuffle number but facts is facts So many billionaires while so many lacks So before the poor decide to react Well Come on party people and share up your stacks Now i'm a break it down to the brass tacks Do the Biz Mark dance and the cabbage patch You try to turn the key but then you broke the latch Sneak into my files for some rhymes to snatch I'd like to have a say i'm the income tax Don't wanna help build bombs and that's the facts No money for health care so what's the catch The man got you locked with no key to the latch Mike and Adam have got my back You bring the mics and we'll bring the rap Turn on the P.A. and rock your shack Don't smoke cheeba can't stand crack Dip dip dive so-socialize Open up your ears and clean out your eyes If you learn to love you're in for a surprise it could be nice to be alive

Peace

Michael Mcdonald "In The Spirit: A Christmas Album"
(McDonald/Chapman) I have come from so far away Down the road of my own mistakes In the hope you could hear me pray Oh lord, keep me in your reach How I've longed through these wasted years To outrun all the pain and fear Turned to stone from my uncried tears And now it's your grace I seek Love won't compromise It's a gift, it's a sacrafice My soul renewed, and my heart released In you I'll find my peace Wondrous child of whom the angels sing Know my joy, feel my suffering Shining star make this love you bring So bright that I may believe That my way will not be lost From now on, 'til that river's crossed My soul renewed, and my spirit free In you I'll find my peace

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