WHITE ZOMBIE lyrics - Soul Crusher

I'm Your Boogieman

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I'm your boogieman That's what I am I'm here to do whatever I can Be it early mornin', late afternoon Or at midnight, it's never too soon To wanna please you To wanna please you To wanna do it all, all for you I wanna be your, be your rubber ball I wanna be the one, ya love most of all - oh yeah I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Turn me on) I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Do what you want) I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Turn me on) I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Do what you want) I'm your boogieman That's what I am I'm here to do whatever I can Be it early mornin', late afternoon Or at midnight, it's never too soon To wanna take you I wanna hold you I wanna give me all, all to you And I want you, to completely understand Just where I'm at, and where I am - oh yeah I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Turn me on) I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Do what you want) I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Turn me on) I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Do what you want) I'm your boogieman That's what I am I'm here to do whatever I can Be it early mornin', late afternoon Or at midnight, it's never too soon I wanna be with you I wanna be with you Yeah we'll be together, you and me I wanna see you Ah get near you I wanna love you Ah from sundown sunup - oh yeah oh yeah I'm your boogieman That's what I am I'm here to do whatever I can Be it early mornin', late afternoon Or at midnight, it's never too soon To wanna please you I wanna please you To wanna do it all, all for you I wanna be your, be your rubber ball I wanna be the one Ya love most of all I'm your boogieman

Another Heaven

RICHARD MARX
Saddled with a reputation, From Cheyenne he came. He moved down South when the money ran out And turned to a life of crime. Things weren't all that different then, They'd kill you for a dime. Never showed no mercy, Had a heart of stone, And his hands were dirty, Stained to the bone. He said . . . Turn back! It's too late. All I can do is pray there's another heaven. Turn back! It's too late. Sinners like me need another heaven. Turn back! It's too late. I've run out of time. He lived at least a dozen lifetimes, Luck was on his side. The only friend he ever had Was his trusty forty-five. His final words to my grand-daddy were, Son, you must be brave. And all that's left of what he was Is in this Texas grave! He could smell the danger. Ooh, he knew the end was near. Through the smoke and whiskey, One thing was clear. He said . . . Turn back! It's too late. All I can do is pray there's another heaven. Turn back! It's too late. Sinners like me need another heaven. Turn back! It's too late. All I can do is pray there's another heaven. Turn back! It's too late. I've run out of time. Look me in the eyes. I wanna see it comin'. [Guitar Interlude] He never showed no mercy, Ooh, he had a heart of stone, And his hands were dirty, Stained to the bone! Turn back! It's too late. All I can do is pray there's another heaven. Turn back! It's too late. Sinners like me need another heaven. Turn back! It's too late. I've run out of time. Turn back! It's too late. Sinners like me need another heaven, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Turn back! It's too late. All I can do is pray there's another heaven. Turn back! It's too late. I've run out of time. Look me in the eyes. I wanna see it comin'. I wanna see it comin', yeah. I wanna see it comin'. Yeah, yeah. I wanna see it comin', baby! Ooh. . . .

Hi-Fi Killer

AMERICAN HI-FI "American Hi-Fi"
i wanna turn you on again turn you around and maybe then tune you out i don't know how to make it real what ever you want it's not big deal change my tone [chorus:] i gotta disappear don't wanna hear that sound on the radio yeah we could all hum along cause it's the same old song i don't know how to make it stop (go left to the dial) to really rock but i'm not sure yeah i'll kick it over anyway it's cool but your starting to decay it's in your face [repeat chorus] you could watch me come undone you could watch me come undone yeah you you could watch me come undone (two) freak you you could hum along, you could hum along you could hum along, you could hum along i wanna turn you on again turn you around and maybe then [repeat chorus] i gotta disappear don't wanna hear that sound on the radio yeah we could all hum along yeah we could hum along yeah

Payback

JUICY J
I know something you don’t That’s me coming for you You want war We got war We just wanna warn you I know something you don’t That’s me coming for you You want war We got war We just wanna warn you War for war Bodies that hit the ground You ready for us Cuz it’s bout to go down Push 'em to the left Push 'em to the right Load the choppers up Hit 'em on sight Never turning back I’ve done been to hell and back Me, running out of guns? No, never heard of that I ain’t never ran from a gunfight This is you and me Mano y Mano You damn right Don’t act like you don’t know Know what I came for Too late to turn back This is the payback You take one, I take one You can’t hide, you can’t run Too late to turn back This is the payback Respiratory beggin’ for relief I don’t let 'em breathe Goin’ hard, I’m my own boss Many ain’t believe it A feelin not an item Appearing up out of thin air Conquer everything that's in front of me Now they under me Rush to lead and respond They strayed away, how a tunnel be Took a leap of faith Bungee cord about to give out Nowadays whatever you say you gotta live out Altitude have a parachute failure, we got a problem Grow a set of wings or die when you hit the bottom Never prayed to God, but never too late to try Him Shots fired, Allen Iverson in the league They say I ball hog and I’m not a part of the team Breadwinner with these winners, built the regime Taliban weapon in hand, kill everything Amphetamins all for the state of a better means I’m beautiful but known for the dope like Medellin Don’t act like you don’t know Know what I came for Too late to turn back This is the payback You take one, I take one You can’t hide, you can’t run Too late to turn back This is the payback Don’t act like you don’t know Know what I came for Too late to turn back This is the payback You take one, I take one You can’t hide, you can’t run Too late to turn back This is the payback Dress in all black like a funeral Murder, homicide wanna ride get residuals Layin' on fire for residuals 365 when I grind for residuals 45 Magnum in the van wit him Ratta tatta tat I let the blam hit them I scream fuck the whole world and put a bomb in it Finger on the trigger, tryna put my whole arm in it I just want revenge, I just want revenge We get it [?] They took away my happiness They try to take my head away Don’t act like you don’t know Know what I came for Too late to turn back This is the payback You take one, I take one You can’t hide, you can’t run Too late to turn back This is the payback Don’t act like you don’t know Know what I came for Too late to turn back This is the payback You take one, I take one You can’t hide, you can’t run Too late to turn back This is the payback

Holla At The DJ

COCO JONES "Made Of"
Fresh off the flight with my brand new shoes on They ain't even out yet, let me introduce 'em I do my two step, hey right in front of ya Meet me at the door, it's kinda crazy cuz I'm popular Holla at the DJ and tell him turn it up Holla at the DJ and tell him turn it up You see me turn it up And make it supersize We about to burn it up Just call me firefly So what, so what Talk about it You want, you want Yeah they wanna know about it They want, they want They wanna see about it They wanna stand around the club all night and think about it Amplify the recipe Every time you look at me I love it when I hear the sound (oh yeah) Turn the music up for me DJ, are you listening Let the beat drown us out (oh oh oh oh oh oh...) Holla at the DJ and tell him turn it up Holla at the DJ and tell him turn it up Holla at the DJ and tell him turn it up Holla at the DJ and tell him turn it up Land in my spaceship, we didn't come to play Take over your area, we do this everyday Call yourself a Martian, well I'm from Jupiter Spin around you so fast, you can never catch me up Holla at the DJ and tell him turn it up Holla at the DJ and tell him turn it up Cuz I like when the beat drop Play that record for me Clap my hands make me dance Rockin' on the floor So what, so what Talk about it You want, you want Yeah they wanna know about it They want, they want They wanna see about it They wanna stand around the club all night and think about it Amplify the recipe Every time you look at me I love it when I hear the sound (oh yeah) Turn the music up for me DJ, are you listening? Let the beat drown us out (oh oh oh oh oh oh...) Holla holla, h-holla holla, h-holla holla Play that record for me Holla holla, h-holla holla, h-holla holla We rockin' on the floor Tell the DJ turn it up Amplify the recipe Every time you look at me I love it when I hear the sound (oh yeah) Turn the music up for me DJ, are you listening? Let the beat drown us out (oh oh oh oh oh oh...)

Turn

KALIN AND MYLES "Chasing Dreams"
[Myles] It's YBM on that thing though. All that base make me wanna dance. 18 and that thing, yeah I'm going hey. I'm turned, I'm turned up so it's goin down. Too many bad women when I look around. Stop the beat, hold up who dat. Cause I love the way she do dat. Slow it down baby girl, don't go too fast. It's YBM on that thing make that beat clap. She brought it back like Travis, and anything she want she can have it. Yeah it's a lotta girls but they ain't you. So what's up. Let me see what that thang do. Fresh, fresh clothes got 'em gettin low. She put that thang in reverse, she already know. Jakeeyp in the mix turnin' tables, and I got a bad one with a J. Lo. [Kalin] Can you put it in work? Can you make that twerk? All up in my pants, she wanna dance. Baby come and get your turn. [2x] [Myles] I'm in the function goin stupid. I go U haul at my shows, yeah You see the way they move it. Uhh. I'm in that thang jolly all up in the drank. Sweet tooth, baby girl, that's my middle name. Yeah I like the way that you do that, you know i have to pursue it. I tell ;em turn up the music. Girl you got it, I want it. Yeah, Imma keep it 100. I know you ain't on the floor so let me see if you can run it back Clap, clap for the bad ones. Lights, cameras let me get some action. I clap, clap for the bad ones. Lights, cameras let me get some action. Let me know if you're with it. Baby you start it I finish and we could dip it in a minute, aye. California kids in the studio, 4 fingers up for the west coast. [Kalin] Can you put it in work? Can you make that twerk? All up in my pants, she wanna dance. Baby come and get your turn. [2x] [Myles] I clap, clap for the bad ones. Clap, clap for the bad ones. I clap, clap for the bad ones. Lights, cameras let me get some action. [2x] [Kalin] Can you put it in work? Can you make that twerk? All up in my pants, she wanna dance. Baby come and get your turn. [2x] [Myles] It's YBM on that thang though

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