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SISTER HAZEL lyrics - Sister Hazel

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By simple definition I'd be scattered, Oh where do I begin Well I'm stuck within the mortal framework Of having to use words And I ... - I've never been one - I've never been one for incompleteness BRIDGE My attempts to say - never find their way nah uh (All these things they escape me) inconsistency is inconsistency within this conversation - yeah! CHORUS Sometimes: You know there's no limits and ... Sometimes: I'm a mother, I'm a brother, I'm a lover and another ... Sometimes: I'm scared - but sometimes I'm a hero ... Sometimes: But mostly I'm just me! In some regards I'd use the term eclectic The merging of experience And different points of view - oh yeah Well I think, I learn, I listen and I sift my way right through And I ... - I'm always the one I'm always the one with fascination - yeah ... BRIDGE -- CHORUS -- REPEAT -- CHORUS

Bodyshakin'

911 "The Journey"
Chorus: You got my body shaking Sends a shiver to my soul I didn't get no warning You got me shaking to the bone I got my secret weapon I'm gonna get you all alone, yeah, yeah So let your body lose control I was the boy walking tough, king of the street Believed in making my own destiny, yeah Victim of love, I made a promise that I'd never be Another one of love's fatalities Rule number one was running wild and always running free Didn't need no luck, my guardian angel looking over me You passed me by, I got the vibe, left me in disbelief Arrow to my heart at hurricane's velocity You pierced my emotional armor Bolt of lightning couldn't hit me harder Repeat Chorus Everybody say I aim too high, out of my league I gotta step into reality, yeah Different sides, different styles, certain tragedy I got you in my sights, so please believe it's harmony You pierced my emotional armor Bolt of lightning couldn't hit me harder Repeat Chorus Rap: This is simple as one, two, three We've been drawn together by a love-power energy I wanna be your lover I wanna be your friend I wanna be your lifetime, not just your weekend Check, check it out, check it out, check it, check it out I wanna be home boy, ain't no doubt I wanna be your first choice, never let you down Love, peace, I'm out of here, brothers You pierced my emotional armor Bolt of lightning couldn't hit me harder Repeat Chorus to fade

May I

SNOOP DOGG "Dead Man Walking"
Now... who got the beat that makes ya bump And who got the bump that ya thump Well, I got the funk that makes ya bump So we gon funk this motherfucker right on up Well here's a toast to the boogie while I step on in So put your lighters in the air and let the smoke kick in I got the motion, the potion and once hit the groove everything is in motion We coastin through the neighborhood and lookin around And all of my homies on lock down, we keep it underground Man, I done foudn the only way to put mine down is to dip, skip with the homies from the Dogg Pound Sup, Bow-Wow, how my nigga feelin Oh, I'm on the money mission to get a pocket full of millions Like Sicilians, we do it mafioso Doggy style, Dogg Pound, Death Row is the logo I do it by my lonely cause I'm true to the code Plus I die with the homies cause that's all I really know Who started with me, who departed with me Through thick and thin we heartless-ass G's Regardless, let's see with biphocles, let's try the locals And y'all wonder why they despise my vocals I fooled you like crystals, rap spittin like lips do When I dismiss you, me and my click, fool Chorus: May I (may... I), may I funk with you (repeat x4) To be a high rolla, you need a pistola And about a half a key of some Coca Cola Now that I got older, I got a little colder And I don't trip to get a chip off my nigga's shoulder Million dreams of a gangsta, being like Cagney A bowlie for Snoop Doggy Ain't no follow-up, man, I'm a general, so when I put it down I gots to be so orignal I'm quick to bust, just like Daz Dillinger But that's the little homie, I'm the big homie, Snoop Don Corleone Spit three words up in lightning As long as I'm bouncin with this I know you like it Fo' sho tho, you can't take my fo-do' I'm layin around in the DPG in a grey photo Get pushed around downtown in the back of a car The Double R from the Durwood store Chorus Well in verse three, the worst see After part two, know when I stop the clock there be a heart, too And just the two of us, gonna show you how we do, I thought you knew we bust I demolish, stay polished, no time to rust No dividing, multiplying cause it's never too much, like Luthor Cause ya see ain't no loser that can get the scoop on the supa-dupa Snoop I refuse the tactics, you ain't used to drastics I choose to mash like Land Cruisers You know I isn't the bomb digga-dee, bomb-beeze They can't get with the D-O double G You no MC slash master of ceramonies Runnin thangs, pullin strings callin Snoop pesky Lesson, blessin', stressin' manifest me Don't wanna test me, I'm guaranteed to let it rest, see Chorus x3 May I

May I

Snoop Doggy Dog "Dead Man Walkin'"
Now... who got the beat that makes ya bump? And who got the bump that ya thump? Well, I got the funk that makes ya bump So we gon funk this motherfucker right on up Well here's a toast to the boogie while I step on in So put your lighters in the air and let the smoke kick in I got the motion, the potion and once ?? hit the groove everything is in motion We coastin through the neighborhood and lookin around And all of my homies on lock down, we keep it underground Man, I done foudn the only way to put mine down is to dip, skip with the homies from the Dogg Pound Sup, Bow-Wow, how my nigga feelin? Oh, I'm on the money mission to get a pocket full of millions Like Sicilians, we do it mafioso Doggy style, Dogg Pound, Death Row is the logo I do it by my lonely cause I'm true to the code Plus I die with the homies cause that's all I really know Who started with me, who departed with me Through thick and thin we heartless-ass G's Regardless, let's see with biphocles, let's try the locals And y'all wonder why they despise my vocals I fooled you like crystals, rap spittin like lips do When I dismiss you, me and my click, fool Chorus: May I (may... I), may I funk with you? (repeat x4) To be a high rolla, you need a pistola And about a half a key of some Coca Cola Now that I got older, I got a little colder And I don't trip to get a chip off my nigga's shoulder Million dreams of a gangsta, being like Cagney A bowlie for Snoop Doggy Ain't no follow-up, man, I'm a general, so when I put it down I gots to be so orignal I'm quick to bust, just like Daz Dillinger But that's the little homie, I'm the big homie, Snoop Don Corleone Spit three words up in lightning As long as I'm bouncin with this I know you like it Fo' sho tho, you can't take my fo-do' I'm layin around in the DPG in a grey photo Get pushed around downtown in the back of a car The Double R from the Durwood store Chorus Well in verse three, the worst see? After part two, know when I stop the clock there be a heart, too And just the two of us, gonna show you how we do, I thought you knew we bust I demolish, stay polished, no time to rust No dividing, multiplying cause it's never too much, like Luthor Cause ya see ain't no loser that can get the scoop on the supa-dupa Snoop I refuse the tactics, you ain't used to drastics I choose to mash like Land Cruisers You know I isn't the bomb digga-dee, bomb-beeze They can't get with the D-O double G You no MC slash master of ceramonies Runnin thangs, pullin strings callin Snoop pesky Lesson, blessin', stressin' manifest me Don't wanna test me, I'm guaranteed to let it rest, see? Chorus x3 May I?

Country Crowd

Lee Kernaghan
They're coming down from the hills and from out of the back blocks There's a whole lot of ead lights weaving their way down the track Heading to the showgrounds cranking it up for the big one Well you haven't seen a party 'till you seen 'em party way out back CHORUS There ain't nothin' like a country crowd A little bit crazy and a little bit loud We've got our own way of turnign things upside down I get together wiht these friends of mine Who are not afraid to step across that line There're that hrad livin' hell raisin' bonafide country crowd Those boys from Tara are cuttin' loose with the ladies And ol' stormin' Norman's having trouble holding up the bar And those Gatton girls are getting up on the tables Well I wouldn't be suprised if they took the whole thing too far CHORUS

Paradise

PAT GREEN
When I was a child, my family would travel To western Kentucky, where my parents were born And there's a backward old town that's often remembered So many times that my memories are worn Chorus And daddy won't you take me back to Mulenberg county Down by the Green River, where Paradise lay Well I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in askin' Mr. Peabody's coal train has hauled it away Well sometimes we'd float right down the Green River To an abandoned old prison down by Atry Hill Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols But empty pop bottles was all we would kill Chorus Then the coal company came, with the world's largest shovel And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land Well they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken Then they wrote it all down as the progress of man Chorus When I die let my ashes float down the Green River Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester dam I'll be halfway to Heaven with Paradise waitin' Just five miles away from wherever I am Chorus

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