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SHOOTER JENNINGS lyrics - Black Ribbons

Black Ribbons

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Broke down at the end of the night Can't seem to get anything right So numb I can't feel things anymore Somehow could feel me letting go I know there's so many things That I need to do and I need to say No matter how hard I try I can't get the words out right Man down, tie a ribbon around my soul I'm in the black and I'm out of control Like a ship that's lost in the night With no direction or guiding light Man down and I'm drowning in the pain Face down like a needle in the vein You're the only thing that keeps me sane But somehow I can't keep you out of my rain I see you standing in the rain The lights in the city feel so bright All these colors I've got inside And in these streets I feel like a foreigner All I paint is myself in a corner Going on seems to hurt so much All the world seems so cold to the touch When I go to sleep I don't dream I just see a blank television screen Man down, tie a ribbon around my soul I'm in the black and I'm out of control Like a ship that's lost in the night With no direction or guiding light Man down and I'm drowning in the pain Face down like a needle in a vein You're the only thing that keeps me sane But somehow I can't keep you out of my rain I see you standing in the rain Tie a ribbon for the child in me On every door and on every tree Make it black for the way that I feel 'Cause black is the only color that's real Man down, tie a ribbon around my soul I'm in the black and I'm out of control Like a ship that's lost in the night With no direction or guiding light Man down and I'm drowning in their pain Face down like a needle in a vein You're the only thing that keeps me sane But somehow I can't keep you out of my rain I see you standing in the rain Broke down at the end of the night Can't seem to get anything right

Camoflauge Love

Mac "Shell Shocked"
[Mac] Check this out When you makin' love to the Camoflauge Assassin' (Camoflauge) You call it Camoflauge Love (Ugh) Iight Take all night (Just right) [Mac (Peaches)] (Uhhhhh) I enter your body just like I shot it I feel yah hard Bumpin' and pumpin' that Lodi Dodi From the (Uhhhh) I can see that's what cha want it Cherishing every moment like the last hope And I don't cum fast until yah clutch me Whisperin' (Mac fuck me) in my ears My up and downs got you sheddin' tears Am I what you expected? Ain't nothin' I corrected at times I'm just amazed by the site of you naked You gotta respect it and forgive me if I'm rough And I enter tah spend a while I've been on a role tryin' tah make a million with my rap style I kiss yah lips and feel the fireworks as yah ride me Listenin' to many rippleton come inside me (Come inside me) Ain't no secret, Im'a add it for your touch Tellin' me yah love me so much, but I ain't goin' for Just menchin' in now that we fuckin' like some newly weds Don't let this go to your head, I'm camoflauge [Chorus--Mac (Peaches)] Camoflauge love all night (Give it to me) Make me come on and ah (Don't stop) You bring the weed, Im'a bring the Pereon (Uhhh) Camoflauge love all night (Give it to me) Make me come on and ah (Don't stop) Lock the doors and unplug the phones (Uhhh) Camoflauge love all night (Give it to me) Make me come on and ah (Don't stop) You bring the rubbers, I'll put up the 100 bones (Uhhh) Camoflauge love all night (Give it to me) Make me come on and ah (Don't Stop) Maybe it's your tone, got me visualizing a song [Storm] Camofluage lover, oh this fine muthafucka A pussy add up to this sentual spot toucher My pain crusher, never the cum rusher The only one to get up in me with no rubber Slip in me like butter, keepin' in form All day, all night it's 'bout that bad bitch Storm Anticipating his touch, my shit stay sealed tight He can feel my insides all night, every night, fuckin' right Show your skills nigga, put that thang on me Please me or relieve me, and let your body hang on me Far from phony, this niggas a TRU representer I'm claimin' what's mine, that's my dick and my nigga My soulja got me dressed up in them see-thru fatigues And we goin' to war, yes indeed This what I need tah feel the way he makes me feel Damn, only if this nigga was real I wish he was real [Chorus] [Mac (Storm) talking after chorus] (Ahhhh, haha) In a song That's just right there

Without Your Love

Aaron Tippin "Tool Box"
I was born on the wrong of the city Desperation in my mother's eyes Factory whistle would wake me in the morning At night the sirens sang my lullaby Fought my way out of the blue collar jungle Heart of leather and hands of steel Thought I was too much of a sole survivor To ever feel the way I feel CHORUS But I don't want to live without your love I don't want to live without your love I can't take another night And I've lost the will to fight I don't want to live without your love Dance with the Devil in a bottle of whiskey I paid the fiddler for every song You'd think with all the lessons learned the hard way I'd know enough to be strong (repeat chorus)

Time

MADNESS "Mad Not Mad"
(Barson) It's raining again, I'm hearing its pitter patter down. It's wet in the street Reflecting the lights and splashing feet, Nowhere to go, And nothing I have to do, have to do. It's raining again, I follow the Christmas lights down town. I'm leaving the flow Of people walking all around, Round and round, I hear the sound of rain falling in my ears Washing away the weariness like tears. I can feel my troubles running down, Disappear into the silent sound. Just walking along, My clothes are soaked right through to the skin, I haven't a doubt, that this is what life is all about, The sun and the rain. Scraps of paper(???) washing down the drain. I feel the rain falling on my face I can say there is no better place Than standing up in the falling down In so much rain I could almost drown. It's raining again A crack in the clouds reveals blue skies I've been feeling so low(low) But now everything is on my side The sun and the rain. Walk with me fill my heart again I hear the rain falling in my ears Washing away the weariness like tears. I can feel my troubles running down, Disappear into the silent sound. I feel the rain falling on my face I can say there is no better place Than standing up in the falling down In so much rain I could almost drown. Do de do do de do do do Do de do de do de do do do ... 'The Sun And The Rain' (1983) taken from the LP 'Utter Madness' (1986)

Embraced

Evemaster
The drum is my steed, The wind my wings The mind of an eagle is my soul... and my will is of frozen soil Far in the edge of night and twilight is a tree on which branches lies the souls of unborn And ravens the bringers of light are guiding them into oblivion My eyes didn't see I didn't speak when I was born far north embraced by tundra My forter said I bore the marks I was going to be his successor I watched my ancestors to bleed themselves to attain the utter conciousness To find the long-gone spirit to kill to ride the night again... When the dusk comes I feel myself alive when the last rays of the sun have died Begun my ride through the darkest of nights as my will becomes one with the wolves... ...I feel the desire to haunt... ...I feel the desire to kill...

Hide Out Or Ride Out

JUVENILE "Solja Rags"
(Lil' Wayne) I strike a load you get served like we toke with fake busta get smoked with aproach it I explode it unload it reload it unload again and pull another left hand fifty shots to win i can't lose its impossible plus i got a chopper fifty shots about to droppin' you i be 'bout strings hittin' the beef gigga head then leave the set, leave a beef gigga wet jet off the scene with the uptown fighter red dot sighters all week night flighters i'm a get ya', when ya' least expect it cock the glock jacket a vest can't protect it boy, is ya' ready i'll leave yo' set wetted slugs flyin' high, got yo' body real heavy you can't move, ya' got buff now your stuck left Wayne on the set, and yo' boys to pick you up out cold head swoll eyes closed i know for sure you ain't gon' test me no more yo' block tore yo' family in black clothes you got blowed and in ya chest is many holes this goes for Lataranza Elmo i show how uptown niggas roll ya' big boy, me and my niggas did it to ya automatic, black chopper trigger pullin' that's how we be loadin' clips then release eight deep in the three-hundred E leather seats and in the trunk artillery up the streets where i started sure ain't for me the B.G. that's the name I go by test me you die S Kangol Y hide out at the club, slide out ride out yo' block 'bout to die out move ya' people i'm burnin' down the whole streets the night creepers 'bout to heat our enemies lights off masks on, creep silense lights gone we done left yo' block wired retaliate wait no your not boy 'cuz i'm a Hot Boy nine milli cock boy chopper gunnin' hoes scared of slugs, runnin' start movin', me and Juve (Juvenile) e be comin' (Juvenile) we left yo' brain sick up with a chopper (A.K. 47) splittin' the bricks a young black crucifix up in the dirt i be knockin' dicks smooth and beretically, my pockets rocket to six figures and polverizin' niggas pullin' A.K.'s and two triggers my potn's stand on the side of me they only come out at night them deamons got me on a flight duck tapin' and takin' life or even worse it could be three O'clock, on a Sunday by church yo' brains might have to burst you shouldn't have fucked with me first since them bullets was cappin' adam's apples i'm scoutin' got richer penintentiary ward for the national guard to come get 'em very seldom do you see me, when you do what do you do bust back, better be a head shot if not it's you i'm comin' around the corner 'bout to pulla meatball on ya' purses like a coat and them houses in calico me and Lil Turk heard of a merger on a murder fifty G's (grand) on his head what ht fuck did you said fifty G's (grands) for sure that nigga live next door call the man let the sucker plan look, i fuck with this rap shit, but i ask 'em don't say no more a Hot Boy representin' this bitch like black and Moe (Turk) I start to poppin' niggas start to droppin' i'm havin' fatal thoughts,i think i'm fuckin' shell shockin' niggas bangin' four-five ringin' in my ear, i'm not scared 'cuz i'm a solja and solja's have no fuckin' fear in my sleep at night i'm seeing war fights wakin' up thinkin' that a nigga took my fuckin' life unnecessary shit mind clickin' like a light switch to pick you up on any nigga or any bitch don't give a fuck steady bangin' and dodgin' camoulflagin' with the mack alive and don't have time for these dog hoes goin' through a stage with that chop (Chopper) and that four-four (Juvenile) What's this shit i hear 'bout you boys potna's in crime if that's true i'll punish you bitches for the last time now you gon' shine? let me put somethin' on ya' mind lil' cowards takin' hits and protecting shit it's a for sure thang i'm a brang or i'm a wet ya best to be 'bout yo' business, if not, God bless ya look, what makes you think that two-two-six wasn't strong that's when we do ya wrong they both come and they gone off-toppers i'm a get with you and ya' potna's (patners) T.C., L.D., and Williard street with choppers drama hittin' a niggas cash we play it right though i'm comin' to get a niggas ass like i'm them white folks look, better be 'bout it if not better be rowdy it's all in yo' mind, ha? you gon' shine, ha? i doubt it

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