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THE STREETS lyrics - Original Pirate Material

Let's Push Things Forward

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This ain't the down it's the upbeat Make it complete So what's the story Guaranteed accuracy enhanced CD Latest technology, Darts at Treble 20 Huge non-recuparable advance Majors be vigilent I excel in both content and deliverance So let's put on our classics And we'll ave a little dance, shall we No sales pitch, no media hype No hydro, it's nice and ripe I speak in communication in bold type This AIN'T yer archetypal street sound Scan for ultrasound North, South, East, West And all round and then to the underground You say that every thing sounds the same Then you go buy them! There's no excuses my friend Let's push things forward As we progress to the checkpoint I wholeheartedly agree with yer viewpoint But this ain't your typical Garage joint I make points which hold significance That ain't a bag it's shipment This ain't a track it's a movement I got the settlement My frequencies are transient And resonate your eardrums I make bangers not anthems Leave that to the Artful Dodger The broad shouldered 51% shareholder You won't find us on Alta Vista Cult classic, not bestseller Your gonna need more power, Plug in the freephase and the generator Crank it up to the gigawatts Critics ready with the potshots, the plot thickens Put on yer mittens for these sub-zero conditions But remember I'm just spittin', Remember I'm just spittin' Once bitten, forever smitten You say that everything sounds the same Then you go buy them! There's no excuses my friend Let's Push Things Forward Spilt jewels like Eastern Riches Junkie Fixes Around 'ere we say Birds, not bitches As London Bridge burns down, Brixton's burning up Turns out your in luck Cos I know this dodgy fuck in The Duck So it's just another showflick from your Local City Poet Case you geezers don't know it Lets Push Things Forward It's a tall order, but were taller Calling all mawlers, backstreet brawlers Cornershop crawlers, victories flawless Love us or hate us, but don't slate us Don't conform to formulas Pop genres and such Sharp darts, double Dutch Parked cars, troubles a much with more Bud Let's Push Things Forward You say that everything sounds the same The you go buy them! There's no excuses my friend Let's Push Things Forward.

Live Goes On

Long Beach Dub Allstars
I make my own rules, I open my own doors. I try to be on point. Yes I go there everyday. You see me on the streets, I go by many names. I hear the people think I am strange. I live my own life. I'll do it my own way. My actions and my words make my momma say, 'boy you better watch out cause I got my eyes on you. When your caught there's nothing you can do.' When I got caught I didn't care. This might be hard to understand, my friend. let the humble be ground a beneath thy feet(?) as they kill over colors. love is not as simple as the love on the streets so don't cry for my brothers. Better watch your back, try not to stare. When the shit goes down you better be aware. When the night falls it's time to say your prayers. So I got caught, I didn't care. This one might be your lonely end, my friend. This might be hard to understand. This one might be your lonely end, my friend..my friend This one might be your lonely end. This might be hard to understand my friend, my friend. LISTEN TO DJ'S you have to listen to DJ's from the old age(days) no matter where you're from this music's gonna play might be on your soundcrash on every Friday. so listen what your DJ plays You got echo minot, no lazy bodies it's major worries, and his little rosie Admiral Bailey and his big Belly Josie wales says no wrong free call me King Kong sings a song called Trouble Again Wayne Smith, Peter Metro, and Charlie Chaplain Early B, Coca Tea, Brigadier Jerry, Tiger, Papa Son, and mister Wilton Ire Mad Cobra sings flex it's time to have sex tristian palma and entertainment Seen yellow man's maze, on blueberry hilL mega bonton and some bouyaa for you. you have to listen to DJ's from all the old age no matter where you're from this music's gonna play might be on your radio on every Sunday. so listen what your DJ plays. (2x) U-ROY will be gone by the end of the day Michigan & Smiley in a different stylee Buru Banton you know he's got skillz General Trees ...... 50 dollar bills Tenor Saw ,General Echo, and Papa (?) Cutty Ranks, Jah Thomas he's the virgin. Cutty Ranks,Buju Banton Tippa Ire allright, Super Cat Sizzla big up to Half Pint You've got to listen to DJ's from across the globe because this kind of music it'll never get old might be on your radio every Sunday So listen what your DJ plays (2x) Yami Bolo Johnny Osborne Risto Benji Sassafras Big Youth Daddy Freddy Chaka Demus Junior Reed a man called Frankie Paul Shinehead Major Mackeral (a rocks the dance hall?) Sunny Hours Well I've strolled across some dance floors filled with girls all dressed in red Pulled my foot from my mouth, answer back the things i've said. Wander through the valley of the shadow of the dead stumbled on this old sun dial then these words I read.. I only count the sunny hours, brightest hours of day. I never count the gloomy hours I let them slip away. And I realize I'm away. (Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah) I'm alright yall. Alright yall. Ya wanna be alright you gotta walk tall. (Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah) I'm alright yall. Alright yall. Ya wanna be alright you gotta walk tall. Well I woke up in to many beds with girls I didn't know. I seen lots of brothers at top and I watched them come & go, tell me why I'm not dead with them in the valley down below. I give thanks everyday for these words they save my soul. I only count the sunny hours, brightest hours of day. I never count the gloomy hours I let them slip away. And I realize I'm away. (Chorus) it's like the wise man said relax yourself when it's movin too fast set it down when the goin gets tough it gets you goin if ya really wanna speak then make a sound keep your eyes on the prize and realize that the trouble's gonna come in all shapes and sizes well ya gotta stay strong don't let your knees buckle ya gotta keep hustlin, keep hustlin, movin, groovin that's the lovin that's the lovin come back to me....(4x) ROLLED UP Uh Rolled up Rolled up again Rolled up Right in front of my friends I was rockin' like a star Closed down all the bars and now I'm sitting in this smoky cell Sad but true cuz I need you Come get me out of jail Please Please You're my only friend that I know who's got something to live post my bail Cheese sandwich, Orange Juice I've even had to fight to keep my shoes I don't got no phone or credit cards to use And it's late at night and this calling card's gonna have to do Sad but true cuz I need you Come get me out of jail Please Please You're my only friend that I know who's got something to live post my bail Have you ever had a brother man but not of control and if pull it, that's the place, that's the world Ever had a brother man but not of control One take the lord, send your deepest regards Get gaserated and the cell smells like beer Try to wake someone up and get the hell out of here Last thing I remember, I heard the last call My pocket's controlled by alcohol (Aww man I better get out of here) And Lita is my angel I've been floating on the sea Been once been once that boat bad She's gonna need no id Cheri's down, bail you out You better not mess 'em around nooo no Well I got caught with 10 pounds Sad but true cuz I need you Come get me out of jail Please Please You're my only friend that I know who's got something to live post my bail Rolled up

What The Seasons Change

HILLTOP HOODS "Left Foot Right Foot"
i once knew this man who was cursed from birth, destined to stagger through his life just to earn his worth. In one turn of the earth this story takes its place upon the summer shores of nowhere the place that he makes his home he returns alone from a long day having lost his job .... his home and fiance the wrong way to turn was the path that he took, he pissed his savings up the wall and on the grass he was hooked the path that he took for granted had messed with his .... he missed the finer points such as lessons in life It was his word to be ... that brought the cool in his heart And by the time the autumn came things were falling apart... things were falling apart So now hes standing in the dole queue, this girl with the face of an angel says hes looking down but she has a way to sustain you, it comes in a powder form and its good for healing scars but healing scars comes at the cost of robbing till's and steeling cars. Feeling far from obliged he follows her lead, down a beaten path where the homeless wallow in seed he swallows his need for pride he cant hold his thin weight so finds him self in a church to control his intake, being judged by a father for trying to pave his way he looks him in the eyes and asks hows your faith these days, i strive for better he replies in tones with sentiment but i lost all faith in this god that i once saw heven sent. He never meant to destroy all the things that he came across. Its the sour taste of defeat on the street, now all aim is lost, the pain and cost, f or his mistakes but never even really a sinner ..HUH..Its gonna be a long winter, His brow body shudders as the winter wind passes through him. Thinking of all the people in his past that knew him. The shafted or screwed him. His heart is brewin for knowing what he must do is seek shelter and aid from the love he once knew. One last shot fo courage hits him then his eyes are blood red. Inside he sees a man living the life he once led. Forfits in to the anger and torture within he decides to pay back mankind for her sins jumps in a stolen car grabs a needle from the glove box, deciding that he never even really knew what love was, he kicks in the front door to catch em havin sex, slams him to the floor then stabs her in the neck She kicks and she screams so he beats her till shes slack mouthed realising what he's done he says dumb founded, smacked out. Blacks out. Awakens in a holding cell knowing he cant see hope tommorow is spring... Time for regrowth,x3 So with the first light of spring the officer removes his chains, his mood is pained as he re-enters the world his vision to regain. Takes a step and says in a divine statement 'anything lost can be found again except for time wasted.' He's right adjacent on a path to heal himself, kicks the habit before he kills himself and feels his health returning in the mental n physical. His intention ...... Though a struggle when prevention is visable. Redemption isnt all its cracked up to be he decides as he dreams of smackin up a key. On the brink of life or loss, not knowing what he's holding so before he fucks it up again somebody should have told him. No matter your status factors weve all been humbled, no matter the foundation all solid things can crumble, no matter the strength or length something sustained, it never stays the same thats simply what the seasons change. No matter your status factors weve all been humbled, no matter the foundation all solid, things can crumble, no matter the strength or length something sustained, it never stays the same thats simply what the seasons change.

The Calhouns

Cool Breeze "East Points Greatest Hit"
Weeastpointin Luciano Pauly C. Briand Freddie Brothers Dungeon Family Dungeon Family [ CHORUS ] There's some rules on these streets that we all go by Dope on these streets that you don't buy Girls in these streets that you let walk by People on these streets that you don't try (2x) [ VERSE 1: Lucky Calhoun ] I got this hook-up with a Jamaican, he got that fire-fire Roll it up, fold it up, now everybody sky high Certain people that you don't try Certain things that you don't buy Listen, live: never try to make that fast sale Cause when you do, you be on Right Street makin bail When you ride, you better ride clean Don't put no work in your pocket, leavin stains in them Calhoun jeans We livin life, and it's hard knocks Some of y'all pushin weed, some of y'all pushin straight rocks That's why we Organized and run with a team When I get the Caddy, I flip-flop some cream Lookin out for girls that be tryin to scheme Wipe out the fakes, start some triple beam So if you know a hustler, don't even cross that line When you get caught up, go and do your time [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 2: Pauly Calhoun ] Now my brother told me, 'Never sit with your back to the do' Re-up, not when you out, but when you start gettin low Play your game, maintain, and watch who you playin Look them laws dead in they eyes, and tell em you ain't seen a thing' Me and my folks on top, we run these blocks We pay the President, the government, plus them dirty cops Pauly Calhoun, livin million-dollar dreams Now spendin the most, we represent the South Coast With some utility trucks, blast them 'Greatest Hit' Co-pilot, most dangerous gator mouth pit Cause we some hustlin pros, never missin a beat And we'll match any price if you find it this cheap Trump tight, love hundred-dollar bills Secrets than can kill, you can trust me, my lips are sealed [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3: Briand Calhoun ] Location unknown somewhere in the woods Right back in the smoke stack, fire burnin goods Ain't nothin goin on but sackin this hay, and stackin this pape' Huh, we're loaded up, and we'll be on our way See, the last out the blocks is the left-overs We in a LX 470, bein trailed by a Rover Tryin to figure out who's 12th time snitchin n this click, and Inside scoops got my partner pinched for a chicken See a hit, dog, I holler When it gets tight around the collar Never talk for a dollar Rules of a Calhoun scholar The rules That's right Gotta know the rules Check it out [ VERSE 4: Cool Breeze a/k/a Freddie Calhoun ] There's two things I was taught when I first got here When East Point was nothin but a big dirt hill That when you fight one-on-one, never pull a pistol And you never put your hands on a Calhoun sister Now these the type of things you know that's right It's like extra-player points, so live your life Now he said he heard my tape the other day, when he was walkin It wasn't really like I was rappin, it was more like I was talkin I said, Well damn, playboy, I don't mean to be braggin But your girl wasn't really suckin, it was more like she was gaggin Why he naggin, he ain't never showed no love Man, every since I knew him, he always been a scrub So I stepped to him, and he wouldn't hit me Cause he knew I'd leave and come back and have the whole East Point with me So don't you think for once he took my heart Cause the table at my crib was a ??true Indian art?? [ CHORUS ] It's the Calhouns

Disclaimer

Offspring "Ixnay On The Hombre"
Disclaimer Ladies and gentlemen Welcome to the disclaimer That's right, the disclaimer This American apple pie institution Known as parental discretion Will cleanse any sense of innuendo or sarcasm From the lyrics that might actually make you think And will also insult your intelligence at the same time So protect your family. This album contains explicit depictions Of things which are real. These real things are commonly known as life. So, if it sounds sarcastic, don't take it seriously. If it sounds dangerous, Do not try this at home or at all. And if it offends you, just don't listen to it.

Begin Again

Babyland
It started off so easily Looking back now I can see what could have been One simple chance Begging Me Begin Again Push yourself to learn new ways to begin again Do the wrong things Activate You must carry on You can't relive what you were You've used it and used it and not it is all gone I know what you're missing Face where you are You're not young anymore Tomorrow won't go away With your every decision some movement is made Yesterday was a loss You turned the key now take care of business Push yourself to learn new ways to begin again Do the wrong things Understand You have just begun

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