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ARETHA FRANKLIN lyrics - Let Me In Your Life

With Pen In Hand

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With pen in hand You sign your name Today at five I'll be on that train And you'll be free And I'll be alone So alone If you think We can't find the love we once knew If you think I can't make everything up to you Then I'll be gone And you'll be on your own You'll be on your own Can you take good care of Jenny Can you take her to school everyday Can you teach her how to play All the games that little girls play Hear what I say Can you teach her how to roll up her hair Can you make sure each night that she says her prayers Well if you can do all these things Then maybe she won't miss me Maybe she won't miss me And tonight as you laid in that big lonely bed And you look at that pillow Where I laid my head With your heart on fire Will you have no desire To kiss me Or to hold me And if you can forget The good times we had If you don't think They out weigh the bad Well then go ahead Sign your name And I'll be On my way I'll be on my way

Stay Schemin' (Freestyle)

JOE BUDDEN
Used to strive to be a G but that caper was over wit’ When I wanted a M, this was all labeled appropriate One I fronted for, one was heavy in the rear Til I made that and realized that one was already there Check it, they asking bout my well being, well I been fine I just did some sets of 50 on the incline I don’t do the games, but if I happen to be into one Burner to his melon, just my version of temple run They tell me I’m crazy, they say that Joe’s off But I ain’t tryna rap wit new ideas using old thoughts The whole premise of they argument is so forced So what that say for you, if you concluded that wit’ no cause That’s just some lil truth for you know-it-alls Nigga I can roof a bowling ball I make a mayor change his point of view And won’t always show wit’ his face depends on who its pointed to Now a bunch of groupie niggas want to join the crew Models want to join the pool, it’s funny what some coins will do My regular sex’ll be a porn to ya’ll Its wierd since I never fucked none of my friends that’s porno stars Wait… forgot about that night up in the fountain blue Decapitate that other bar, head I wasn’t counted dude When its normal for you, you ain’t gotta play to win I’m more concerned with how Melo’s gonna play wit Lin I took a break for a sec, I’m done chilling Thought I lost my hunger, kind of had this numb feeling Haters say I’m wack, paint me as that one villain But I’ll be nice longer than they gon’ be unwilling nigga! Now I’m only chasing bills hard You won’t understand it ’til you face the right pill charge Worry free cause my lawyer get it crunk Told me I’d get time serve without ever hitting a bunk I don't bother wit’ a glock Or haven’t since I parted from the block But if duke talking crazy then he’ll do it to a cartridge full of shots Find his body in a river down in Austin won’t matter if his father is a doc Nigga!! Feet dangling from a small stretcher Convo interrupted by a small heckler Cause the boy feel like rapping again You heard a Clue tape you know its about to happen again Joey…

Boys & Girls

CHER "Prisoner"
Boys go and shine up your shoes Girls run and powder your nose 'Cause tonight you'll be shakin' From your head down to your toes Well feeling you're cool is as good as lookin' it Thinkin' your're cool is as good as knowin' it Playin' it cool is as good as blowin' it You know you can't spend a dollar If you ain't got a dime You can't hook a fish if you ain't got a line You won't catch the bus if you're not there on time So go read up your books and sharpen your hooks Then all you need is money and a mouth full of honey And if you play your cards right after dancin' all night You won't have to walk home alone You won't have to walk home alone Boys you can hang loose and slip up real cool But if that lady has a love noose She might never let you go And if you think that maybe you're too young And you just can not cope The grab a razor sharp pair of cutting shears And cut a hole right in the rope Snip a hole right in the rope [Chorus] Well feeling you're cool is as good as lookin' it Thinkin' your're cool is as good as knowin' it Playin' it cool is as good as blowin' it You know you can't spend a dollar If you ain't got a dime You can't hook a fish if you ain't got a line You won't catch the bus if you're not there on time Well if you wake up tomorrow morning You can't remember what you did Just ring up some of your friends And they'll tell you just how low you slid Oh don't be ashamed of anything you hear After all you can't be blame When you're drinking so much beer Hey don't you worry That what you did just wasn't right Just remember brothers and sisters After every day's another night Just remember brothers and sisters After every day's another night [Chorus x4]

Keep It Bubblin'

Brand Nubian
Verse One: Grand Puba I hit a beat and swing a note as if my name was David Ruffin Quick to toast an MC just like an english muffin Don't worry about a thing cause the Puba's never bluffin I gets headaches from the wack, so then I take a Bufferin and I max I wait until the opportune time and then I tax But should I max? Now they say sinning is for sinners so I guess I'm not a sinner Beginnings is for beginners so I guess I'm no beginner This is how I spark it, with money in my pocket When it comes to having pressure I gets hard as a rocket MC Grand Pu, coming through all the residue The songs remain classics, dating back to the Babalu My boys I call em hot, the phones all of them jock And I can think of many episodes I swung in Lincoln Park No I'm not a phony and I got a tenderoni Love the way she is -- not too fat, not too bony Don't drink Sanka, won't sink like a tanker Knock the boots of a skirt in Casablanca and I thank her Some rappers stink, like Englebert Humperdink Better yet Dick Caveat, I got a bad habit Similar to the girl, on She's Gotta Have It I think with the brain and whip behind the zipper I'm living kinda good similar to Jack Tripper A landlord named Roper did a show at the Copa When I finish with this, I'll be paid like Oprah So if honey wants to act fly I'll just play like god and I'm [bangin bye bye] Stick out your thumb and hips Cause you've been cut off like a lightswitch See I'm programmed to slam with the summer, spring, and fall Before I do a show I get some kicks out the mall Then I get my gear and I give Trev a call Cause he works in the barbershop, right behind the mall Other rappers tried to rob me but you know they got did To put it blunt, honey I smoked the kids So hookers back off break North here comes the regulator Cause you doesn't find none greater Verse Two: Derek X (now Sadat X) On file is a style that's why you caught a clip My suitcases is packed and I'm going on a trip to Mic-a-delphia I go for self and still be slamming The school bell is ringing and I caught somebody cramming for the test, oh yes, my study guide was thick I cut you with my verbal didn't hurt you just a nick off your face don't play possum watch me and I'll blossom like a rose And get some new clothes and a fresh fade from Rob Jump on the phone and dial the Now Rule Mob Now come one, come all, we about to get hectic If my crew don't get in, then the x makes an exit to the rear, I'm outta here, don't front on my brothers I take care of them before I take care of others Now wood bats is doomed in the ninties it's aluminum Step to the stage with a mic and I'm doing him something awful I'm a citizen and I'm lawful I go to hunt another fall, rip the policemen's ball I got the power to make a car stall I guess I'm great, from blackness, and when the crowd slackens I stop drinking, and then I start thinking About days in the past when Derek X was last but now I'm on the top damn news travels fast cuz I'm like that! They can't see this Read my book, it contains many pieces of verses I took the time to delete all the curses So moms reach deep in your purses And buy me take me home and try me and do me well Verse Three: Lord Jamar Well, while I reign rhymes pour You suck it up like a straw and jump on the dancefloor Cause every time I step in a jam I make like a door and slam But then girls try to turn my knob cause I'm a hearthrob I guess it's just a hazard that comes with the job Cause everytime I rock a rhyme that shows Jamar is intellectual Girls want to get sexual Well I guess I have to cope with being so dope You want to be me, but can't see me with a telescope You seek and search but still you can't find You're weak and it hurts to be deaf dumb and blind A supreme mind, will take you out of your paralysis I grip the mic so tight I get callouses And your analysis, is that the Lord Rips rhymes into shape with a mic cord I do it good cause I'm a postive black man Eating up suckers as if I was Pac Man Not a Dapper Dan fan I stay casual To rock like the J it comes gradual You got to know the ledge of wise and dumb And understand your culture of freedom Power equally with the Gods so you can build and form your cipher All your life you must teach true Of the true and living God, not a mystery spook And when you do that, pursue that goal which made the student enroll, and only then you'll prosper

All For One

Brand Nubian "One For All"
Verse One: Grand Puba I hit a beat and swing a note as if my name was David Ruffin Quick to toast an MC just like an english muffin Don't worry about a thing cause the Puba's never bluffin I gets headaches from the wack, so then I take a Bufferin and I max I wait until the opportune time and then I tax But should I max Now they say sinning is for sinners so I guess I'm not a sinner Beginnings is for beginners so I guess I'm no beginner This is how I spark it, with money in my pocket When it comes to having pressure I gets hard as a rocket MC Grand Pu, coming through all the residue The songs remain classics, dating back to the Babalu My boys I call em hot, the phones all of them jock And I can think of many episodes I swung in Lincoln Park No I'm not a phony and I got a tenderoni Love the way she is -- not too fat, not too bony Don't drink Sanka, won't sink like a tanker Knock the boots of a skirt in Casablanca and I thank her Some rappers stink, like Englebert Humperdink Better yet Dick Caveat, I got a bad habit Similar to the girl, on She's Gotta Have It I think with the brain and I whip behind the zipper I'm living kinda good similar to Jack Tripper A landlord named Roper did a show at the Copa When I finish with this, I'll be paid like Oprah So if honey wants to act fly I'll just play like Guy and I'm [saying bye bye..] [.. dumb bitch] Stick out your thumb and hitch cause you've been cut off like a lightswitch See I'm programmed to slam with the summer, spring, and fall Before I do a show I get some kicks out the mall Then I get my gear and I give Trev a call Cause he works in the barbershop, right behind the mall Other rappers tried to rob me but you know they got did To put it blunt, honey I smoked the kids So hookers back off break North here comes the regulator Cause you doesn't find none greater Verse Two: Derek X (now Sadat X) On file is a style that's why you caught a clip My suitcases is packed and I'm going on a trip to Mic-a-delphia I go for self and still be slamming The school bell is ringing and I caught somebody cramming for the test, oh yes, my study guide was thick I cut you with my verbal didn't hurt you just a nick off your face don't play possum watch me and I'll blossom like a rose And get some new clothes and a fresh fade from Rob Jump on the phone and dial the Now Rule Mob Now come one, come all, we about to get hectic If my crew don't get in, then the x makes an exit to the rear, I'm outta here, don't front on my brothers I take care of them before I take care of others Now wood bats is doomed in the ninties it's aluminum Step to the stage with a mic and I'm doing him something awful I'm a citizen and I'm lawful I go to hunt another fall, rip the policemen's ball I got the power to make a car stall I guess I'm great, from blackness, and when the crowd slackens I stop drinking, and then I start thinking About days in the past when Derek X was last but now I'm on the top damn news travels fast cuz I'm like that! They can't see this Read my book, it contains many pieces of verses I took the time to delete all the curses So moms reach deep in your purses And buy me take me home and try me and do me well Verse Three: Lord Jamar Well, while I reign rhymes pour You suck it up like a straw and jump on the dancefloor Cause every time I step in a jam I make like a door and slam But then girls try to turn my knob cause I'm a hearthrob I guess it's just a hazard that comes with the job Cause everytime I rock a rhyme that shows Jamar is intellectual Girls want to get sexual Well I guess I have to cope with being so dope You want to be me, but can't see me with a telescope You seek and search but still you can't find You're weak and it hurts to be deaf dumb and blind A supreme mind, will take you out of your paralysis I grip the mic so tight I get callouses And your analysis, is that the Lord Rips rhymes into shape with a mic cord I do it good cause I'm a postive black man Eating up suckers as if I was Pac Man Not a Dapper Dan fan I stay casual To rock like the J it comes gradual You got to know the ledge of wise and dumb And understand your culture of freedom Power equally with the Gods so you can build and form your cipher All your life you must teach true Of the true and living God, not a mystery spook And when you do that, pursue that goal which made the student enroll, and only then you'll prosper

Teach The Children

Eric B. Rakim "Don't Sweat The Technique"
No more time to pass time 'cause these are the last rhymes, 'Cause we're living in the last times... They wanna go to war, more wars to come But most of us fight more wars than one Discrimination in the racial nation While they destroy our strong foundation Nature's balance is way off balance They tip the scale, now it's no more silence The hole in the ozone layer is outta control But they wanna fight for more oil and gold Unemployment, I got laid off The streets is the last resorts to get paid off For more, more mint, no doe for rent I gotta shed blood to make a red cent Maybe I should ask the president Somebody give me the president But he don't want to hear it, it's out of the question 'Cause in my section it's worse than recession So I go to a rich neighborhood and play Robin Hood Take from the bad and give to the good First I go to Bensonhurst, steal a Benz, snatch a purse Pick up my friends, that's when it gets worse 'Cause I need government and they need government Alot of mint spent, now I gotta pay rent Who makes the most dead presidents in the projects You're gonna get robbed and wrecked I parked up the block to plot on a kid that made a knot Let's get him for all he got I approached him slow like I was a basehead Put the fo-fifth to his face and said You see those kids over there wit the hoods Walk to them real slow and give them the goods First the gun and the doe and crush the jumbos One false move and no one knows 'Cause I got a silencer to hush the bust And I'm in a rush, so hush the fuss Plus the poison you fed will no longer spread You good as dead, I'm a fill your head wit lead That's when I pushed him into his building To murder him ...but I remember the children... chorus: We gotta teach the children everyday, keep a song Show them the light, teach them right from wrong Make some sense so they can carry on Teach the children We gotta teach the children so that they can sing along Understand the words in this song Can't be done when we're gone, so... Teach the children ,save the nation I see the destruction, the situation They're corrupt, and their time's up soon But they'll blow it up and prepare life on the moon Sounds like Total Recall But who gotta spaceship, you get it, we fall So hope for the best and expect the worst The end is near and it's U-N-I verse... The one's that interfere wit nature Labeled you limited and underrate ya, His plans over rule when he separates ya Now it's U-N-I verse, the one that hates ya So we gotta let them know, we're hip to the script Change the skit, or we're about to flip 'Cause we want access to happiness Livin' the good life and much success Equal opportunity Self awareness and unity Education, the kids need a sculpture Teach them the abacus and their culture... And that'll help stop the robbing, raping and killing Poison neighborhoods are illing But they import more keys from across seas A drug disease hits the streets wit ease So keep on building.... 'cause we gotta keep building Till the answers are filled in And make sure you don't stop till then... And if you do, remember the children!

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