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THE WHO lyrics - The Who By Numbers

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Friday night, I'm on my way home They oughta make work a crime I'm home for the weekend I'm gonna make the most of my time There's a rock and roll singer on the television Giving up his music, gonna take up religion Deserted rock and roll To try to save his soul Saturday night, gotta gig with the band Playing the electric guitar Someday I'm gonna make it Gonna be a super-duper-star Get a flashy car And a house for my Ma The big break better happen soon 'Cause I'm pushing twenty-one Just like Cinderella When she couldn't go to the ball A voice said, 'I'm your fairy manager You shall play the Carnegie Hall' I gotta give up my day job To become a heartthrob I may go far if I smash my guitar Away for the weekend I've gotta play some one-night stands Six for the tax man, and one for the band Back in the studio to make our latest number one Take two-hundred-and-seventy-six You know, this used to be fun Monday morning, I just got home Six and the birds are singing I need a drink and my clothes are wet Ooh, and my ears are still ringing There's a rock and roll singer boppin' on the TV He used to be a preacher, but now he sings in a major key Amended his decision to the new religion

Wasteland Warriors

BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY "The Art Of War"
Krayzie: Yeah, got my niggas from St. Clair up in this muthafucka, nigga. P.O.D.'d, my nigga, Sin, fin to put this shit down like this, nigga. [We off to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto . . .] What if we slowed it down? Then, nigga, you would hear me. I know niggas would fuck around and say we tried to steal your style. Come on to funky town, that's where we gets the rawest, thuggish ruggish Bone, so sho' nuff, that's what they call us. My niggas is older, now, so they know when to unload. So, when them funky, funky jump me, gon' be ready to roll [ready to roll]. It's part of no static, see, we just out to get paid, but, oh no, niggas heard the flow and wanted a piece of the cake. It kinda pissed me off that (?) figured they could get skills, but when kept on disrespectin', make 'em think we shit's real, nigga. I'm from the Land where every nigga's plan is schemin' for the money, man, so we packin', and they don't understand them niggas rappin' but still they actin' like criminals. (?) reciprocal, they don't know it, even though. Oh, no, no, can't let you go. When I pop pop pop [pop, pop], that funk'll gon' blow you away. Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday. Oh, gotta say fuck all y'all, all y'all. Wasteland warriors, we stressed, we stressed, we stressed. Warriors ride. [Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, baby.] Wasteland warriors ride. [Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, baby.] War corruptin' my mind. Souljah Boy: You know it is, what it's gotta be, ain't no stoppin' me when I be droppin', and these Mo Thug roll the sword from the front and back, don't stop, but the Double Glock they don't look out for these (...?...) where your troops is down to get loose, bitch, sue these stupid muthafuckas, don't make me huff and puff and start some ruckus, 'cause the niggas be down for the count, and the first nigga step up, get shut down. You shouldna been takin' my fuckin' style that's how we still gon' do it in the C-Town, arrest me on the rebound. It's the P to the O to the D from the T to the H to the U to the G. You hoes ain't got mo' killas than me, so muthafuck what you speakin', brothas don't hit, they're weak and wrapped up in white sheet, while your bullethole still be bleedin', but here's the reason for the season's on my muthafuckin' bank. Why you lame, be actin' strange? Boom to bangs, nigga insanes, out to rearrange this muthafuckin' figure, knowin' damn well, I'm a muthafuckin' killa. Nigga, bow down, and I'm outta your picture. Just might killa, got a cap peela, nine rounds spiller, we done muthafuck you and you don't wanna see fade 'em all with the blood heater, streetsweeper get your ass deceased. Warriors ride. [Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, baby.] Wasteland warriors ride. [Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, baby.] War corruptin' my mind. Bizzy: Rip quick to kill ya, fill ya, and I hits that quick, nigga, what you saw was half the war (when a we beat your hoes) somebody's issuin' out my car, beat 'em and get long gone with a pistol in my (?) through me, runnin' through my pores, star, and they call war, ready for the cause, clones get the gun, end up gettin' them pinned, so (...?...) gotta break, your face be on that table, ready for more, y'all clone him, and what if I got my peeps to flip in and vote and go ahead and smoke 'em, open 'em up, and your luck get fucked-up, ready me buck buck buck, I'm still runnin' from feds, horror all across Rip's face, but I won't get caught in love. Uh-uh, when I makes you want it, yes, some are (?), I 'm thinkin' 'bout bloody, sip of the drink and roll, but I had gun before you knows, don't roll, and I gotta go and face it, so picture me nearly dearly gettin' judged, roll. Layzie: Aw, shit! Nowhere to run; here come judgement day. Let's make these jealous bitches pay, uh-huh. I'm off in the midst, and runnin' and chasin' and casin' your set, feelin' it might save me, baby, gotta be goin' through this life, I snatch your life just like it's a day, which type'll it be? Come and roll with this #l nigga in my 500 Benz, you know I got ends to spend, top ten (?), count dividends, and I'm rollin' still real. Attitude like, ''Nigga, what?'' And me Mo Thug Souljah Boy like all of 'em niggas Mo Thug employ in my city, destroy y'all, how wicked is this? It may be, nigga just gotta keep real, baby, lately. Little Lay been dodgin' hits, try to keep all my people safe and outta the way. And you know I get greater later, so I continue grindin'. It's all about perfect timin', feel me, it's about perfect timin', hear me. What's on my muthafuckin' mind in this: these playa haters got me pissed, bitch. But let me get my gauge. Leatherface, go get your mask. We gon' blast and roll on these muthafuckin' niggas, everlastin', everlastin', everlastin', everlastin'--the #l Assassin. Warriors ride. [Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, baby.] Wasteland warriors ride. [Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, baby.] War corruptin' my mind. Oh, gotta say fuck all y'all, all y'all. Wasteland warriors, we stressed, we stressed, we stressed. War corruptin' my mind. Wasteland warriors ride. War corruptin' my mind. Wasteland warriors ride. War corruptin' my mind.

Smokin' On A J

Koopsta Knicca "Da Devils Playground"
{Crunchy Black (DJ Paul) talking:} hey yo wassup DJ man (wassup?) man you won't believe the shit that happen to me last night man (what?) know I'm riding down the street man nigga came and just stuck me for my shit man (what?) yeah dawg (man fuck them hoes dawg I'm on my way over there don't talk no more we on these hotlines) aight (Imma handle that) {DJ Paul (Crunchy Black)} I'm loading up these Lugers thugs ready to ride my boys ready to ride these bitches ready to hide I'm loading up my Lugers thugs ready to ride my boys ready to ride these bitches ready to hide I'm down with these G's (the night before) and they down to roll (the night begins) my G's down to roll (what happen to others) my G's outta control (what happen to my friends) I'm down with these V's (the night before) and they down to roll (the night begins) my V's down to roll (what happen to others) my V's outta control (what happen to my friends) {DJ Paul} There's nothing that you hoes can do I been through much harder niggas drop fools like seafood off in water niggas I been pulling triggers busting since the quest nigga 2 dope Cutlass driving put something in ya chest nigga these boys think they in the clear just let a nigga speak something say something (jump) sing something nigga I got ten thousand dollars on your death nigga ain't no deal bitch I'm deeper offering wealth nigga any nigga that get this boy head call up Hypnotize office and let me know this nigga dead I don't care if you fedz I don't care if you police you wanna make this green make this nigga rest in peace I ain't playing bitch I'm down with a klan I'm down with a klan called the motherfucking Killa Klan Scan and Mack Prophet Posse gonna react thugs from the Southside put something in his hat (if-i-nite) {DJ Paul (Crunchy Black)} I'm loading up these Lugers thugs ready to ride my boys ready to ride these bitches ready to hide I'm loading up my Lugers thugs ready to ride my boys ready to ride these bitches ready to hide I'm down with these G's (the night before) and they down to roll (the night begins) my G's down to roll (what happen to others) my G's outta control (what happen to my friends) I'm down with these V's (the night before) and they down to roll (the night begins) my V's down to roll (what happen to others) my V's outta control (what happen to my friends) {Crunchy Black} it's my goal my goal in this fucking bitch now nigga gone die if he already tried shit try shit die bitch die bitch in a ditch is where your motherfucking body's at you and that fucking bitch for plotting shit yall done plot up on the wrong motherfucking click we claiming 6-6-6 in this motherfucking bitch and now yall got us loading up some shit kicking in some doors pushing on some floors and now you got us looking for your ass boy its hard for me to be a MC in this game its hard for me to understand I fuck with pain its hard for me to picture how it was in my eyes I picture nothing but blood and blood my love on the pavement oh lord I think they might mistake it {DJ Paul} I'm loading up these Lugers thugs ready to ride my boys ready to ride these bitches ready to hide I'm loading up my Lugers thugs ready to ride my boys ready to ride these bitches ready to hide {Crunchy Black} the night before the night begins what happen to others what happen to my friends (x2) {Koopsta Knicca} it's a murder man serve hurt a man do him in quick drop his corpse in a can broken hand Satanic techniques creep sweep him off his feet commence to boxing that bitch so say you wanna rumble with the rough Koopsta slugs bust sluts for the Mafia (Mafia Mafia ya) duck from my clutch fore your blood kicks quick pimp shit never miss if me shoot that bitch mentally insane there's no hoe up in my brain you may say that I'm deranged when I blow out your brains mane I ain't playing don't test this bitch shit I walk between the spaces of the morning and the darkeness ripped up chopped down the yellow sick road cause a hoe choked bust nose kill a hoe so hear the little drummer beat switch here to lose it preachers in the noose Satanic cartoons fool {DJ Paul} I'm loading up these Lugers thugs ready to ride my boys ready to ride these bitches ready to hide I'm loading up my Lugers thugs ready to ride my boys ready to ride these bitches ready to hide I'm down with these G's and they down to roll my G's down to roll my G's outta control I'm down with these V's and they down to roll my V's down to roll my V's outta control

When The Sun Comes Out

John Wesley Harding "Here Comes The Groom"
It's been raining for a million years And the weather just won't turn Try to build a fire round your place And the damned logs refuse to burn The braindead have been sitting on their sunbeds Where's heaven for its own sake Lying dead or half-forgotten At the bottom of a bottomless lake But when the sun comes out The world's gonna go crazy Everybody's gonna move their arms about Cos what they believed is turned inside-out When the sun comes out It's been raining since I don't know when We're all in for a big surprise Go to the woods in your dreams tonight And when you awake you won't believe your eyes It's all the rage, it'll make the front page Gotta get the gutter press going down the drain Butter melts if you leave it near the window And it's time to try and use a deckchair again But when the sun comes out.... When the sun comes out His pa will be so disappointed To find out his son was double-jointed Some will flounder Some will be anointed The son couldn't wait to do a turn-about It's been raining but it's gonna stop Cats and dogs will shake themselves Time to work, time to pick those hops I gotta go and mend the greenhouse shelves This was meant, well, it's all heaven-sent Go out naked and have no fear One boy spent a little life in torment But now he's grinning from ear to ear Now he's grinning from here to here...

They Said, But GOD Said

JEKALYN CARR "Greater Is Coming"
They said you couldn't have it, But God said, "It's yours." They said you won't make it, But God said, "I'll open doors." They said it was over for you, But God said, "It has just begun." They said you might as well give up the fight, But God said, "The battle is already won." They walk over, They talk over, Theyve pressed, They've even lied on you. But in the midst of all of that, God still raise up a champion. In the mist of the hurt, In the midst of the pain, In the midst of distractions, He said you are the chosen one. They said you will never be, But God says, "I'm raising you for my glory." They said you didn't have a dream, oh, But God said, "You have purpose." They said this problem will never end, But God said, "I'm bringing you out, My child." They said you might as well throw in the towel, But God said, "This storm is just for a while." They walk over, they talk over, They've pressed they've even lied on you. But in the midst of all of that, God still raised up a champion. In the midst of the hurt, In the midst of the pain, In the midst of distractions, He said you are the chosen one. You're gonna face hurt, You're gonna face pain, You're gonna face heartache and even some rain. You're gonna have ups, You're gonna have downs, They may be here today but tomorrow they may not be found. You're gonna have tears, You're gonna be wrong, You're gonna have fears and have to walk alone. But you gotta know, You are the chosen one. Just like Nehemiah, You're gonna have to ask God for the strength today. Strength to make it, Strength to take all of the time. Cause now it's yours and push the anger down. Just like Smason you may not understand the instruction But you gotta obey and you gotta know if gods gonna lead you He is going to take you all the way You may be like Moses, Born and raised by somebody esle but. You gotta understand, God's trying to give you a purpose for your life. Just like Abraham, You may have to walk alone and leave everything behind. Don't worry, don't worry. Don't worry about it cause God's got a plan for you. In the midst of hurt, In the midst of negativity, In the midst of distractions, Even he has been used. Even though they said it, It does not always have to be, Cause God has the last word over your life, yeah. You gotta know, You gotta know you are the chosen one. Yes, you are. You are, you are the chosen one. You're gonna face hurt, You're gonna face pain, You're gonna face heartache and even some rain. You're gonna have ups, You're gonna have downs, They may be here today But tomorrow they may not be found. You're gonna have tears, You're gonna be wronged, You're gonna have fears and have to walk alone. But you gotta know, you are the chosen one.

Til' He Comes Home

OLIVIA "Olivia"
(VERSE 1) im in love with Americas most wanted dangerous thug wanna call him but my phones bugged and im wondering how long he'll be gone really want to see your face so meet me at a secret place I got a judge to fix this case don't worry you'll be home in a hurry (CHORUS) yo, my man left town on some serious business (what has he done, what has he done) D.A. even said they got a witness (now he's on the run, I don't even know) its hurting me so bad I don't think I can deal with it (should have used my gun, naw I aint goin' out like that) now i gotta be strong cause when hes out we still gon' be together (cause hes the only one, yeah thats my shawty aiight) now that hes gone and im all alone, now I pull my own gotta hold it down 'till he comes home now that hes gone and im all alone, now I pull my own gotta hold it down 'till he comes home (RAP) im'a be here boo so do what cha doin' i'll send you some cash through western union police been askin', so boo stay true and I aint tell them nothing, about what you movin' they ran in the crib, guns drawn, mad glocks they aint find no cash or a stash box they found your number on the back of a match box so they got your phone bugged up, talk about tough love (CHORUS) yo, my man left town on some serious business (what has he done, oh oh oh what has he done) D.A. even said they got a witness (now hes on the run, now hes on the run ah ah ah) its hurting me so bas I don't think I can deal with it (should have used my gun, shoulda used my gun) now I got to be strong cause when hes out we still gon' be together (cause hes the only on, only one only one hes the one for me now that hes gone and im all alone, now I pull my own gotta hold it down 'till he comes home now that hes gone and im all alone, now I pull my own gotta hold it down 'till he comes home (BRIDGE) they never gonna catch you baby ??? doin' 180 they never gonna slap the cuffs and lock you up and take you away from me they never gonna catch you baby ??? doin' 180 they never gonna slap the cuffs and lock you up and take you away from me (never gonna take away my baby (CHORUS) now that hes gone and im all alone, now I pull my own gotta hold it down 'till he comes home now that hes gone and im all alone, now I pull my own gotta hold it down 'till he comes home now that hes gone and im all alone, now I pull my own gotta hold it down 'till he comes home now that hes gone and im all alone, now I pull my own gotta hold it down 'till he comes home aye yo all my real women if you got a good man just stick by him, yanno what im sayin' if he in the penitentiary, if he dont got a job dont worry, he'll get out, he'll get one soon it gonna be aiight

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