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BRIDGET KELLY lyrics

I Won't Cry / Almost Here

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[I Won't Cry] It took me a while To learn to forgive you I hate to admit it But I couldn’t accept the truth now I wasn’t ready For the vision you showed me I hate to admit But baby you own me Someday you’ll ask about me Wonder where I’m at if I’m happy Thought you should know I let it go, I’m better off Living my dream All of your lies Can’t even look in my eyes Thought you were right Even when you said goodbye I won’t cry [3x] U may never know How I hung on your every word Promised to take care of me But my voice was never heard I was naïve Love seems so casual But when push came to shove It was just business as usual Someday you’ll ask about me Wonder where I’m at if I’m happy Thought you should know I let it go, I’m better off Living my dream All of your lies Can’t even look in my eyes Thought you were right Even when you said goodbye I won’t cry [3x] [Almost More] Don’t wanna be alone Tell me when you on your way Please don’t take too long Cuz you know I hate to wait And I don’t always make this call when I’m horny Cuz I always get caught up when I’m lonely Tonight we’re almost more Than lovers, than lovers We’re almost more Than lovers, than lovers If you stay until the morning Imma give you all of me We could fall in love real easy If you like that sorta thing We’re almost more How did we let this go so far now? I'm lost in the momentum Caught between Fantasy and reality Turn down the lights Baby, feel your way to me You can have it your way Even just for tonight And I don’t always make this call when I’m horny Cuz I always get caught up when I’m lonely Tonight we’re almost more Than lovers, than lovers We’re almost more Than lovers, than lovers If you stay until the morning Imma give you all of me We could fall in love real easy If you like that sorta thing We’re almost more

The Nigga Ya Love To Hate

ICE CUBE "AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted"
I heard payback's a motherfucking nigga That's why I'm sick of gettin treated like a goddamn stepchild Fuck a punk cause I ain't him You gotta deal with the nine-double-M The damn scum that you all hate Just think if niggas decide to retaliate They try to keep me from running up I never tell you to get down it's all about coming up So what they do go and ban the AK My shit wasn't registered any fucking way So you better duck away run and hide out When I'm rolling real slow and the lights out Cause I'm about to fuck up the program Shooting out the window of a drop-top Brougham When I'm shooting let's see who drop The police the media and suckers that went pop And motherfuckers that say they too black Put em overseas they be begging to come back They say keep em on gangs and drugs Yyou wanna sweep a nigga like me up under the rug Kicking shit called street knowledge Why more niggas in the pen than in college Now cause of that line I might be your cellmate That's from the nigga ya love to hate [BREAK] Yeah, ha-ha, it's the nigga you love to hate Ay yo baby, your mother warned you about me It's the nigga you love to hate You do like how I'm living Well, fuck you Once again it's on, the motherfucking psycho Ice Cube the bitch killa cap peeler Yo runnin through the line like Bo It's no pot to piss in I put my fist in Now who do ya love to hate Cause I talk shit and down the eight-ball Cause I don't fake you're begging I fall off The crossover might as well cut them balls off And get your ass ready for the lynching The mob is droppin common sense and We'll gank in the pen will shank Any Tom Dick and Hank or get the ass Fake it ain't about how right or wrong you live But how long you live I ain't with the bullshit I meet cold bitches no hoes Don't wanna sleep so I keep popping No-Doz And tell the young people what they gotta know Cause I hate when niggas gotta live low And if you're locked up I dedicate my style in From San Quentin to Rykers Island We got em afraid of the funky shit I like to clown so pump up the sound In the jeep make the old ladies say Oh my god wait it's the nigga ya love to hate [BREAK] Yeah come on fool It's the nigga you love to hate Yeah run up punk It's the nigga you love to hate A bitch is a.... Soul Train done lost they soul Just call it train cause the bitches look like hoes I see a lotta others damn It almost look like the Bandstand You ask me did I like Arsenio About as much as the bicentennial I don't give a fuck about dissing these fools cause they all scared of the Ice Cube And what I say what I portray and all that And ain't even seen the gat I don't wanna see no dancing I'm sick of that shit listen to the hit Cause yo if I look and see another brother On the video tryin to out-dance each other I'm a tell T-Bone to pass the bottle And don't give me that shit about role model It ain't wise to chastise and preach Just open the eyes of each Cause laws are made to be broken up What niggas need to do is start loc-ing up And build mold and fold theyself into shape Of the nigga ya love to hate

Hey! You! Outside! Now!

CHUMBAWAMBA "Swingin With Raymond (Ger)"
Why settle for what we're shown When there is so much more? Sometimes the Book of Law Is only half the story Means and ends: Deciding where to draw the line Loss or work in Sellafield homes Or the threat of cancers yet to come? The choice is obvious: There is no choice Only the option of looking outside This narrow definition of What you see is all there will ever be There comes a time - that time is now - When every second, every day When every action, every thought Will tell the world how you cast your vote They break our legs And we say Thank you when they offer us crutches Tired of mild reform Sick of hand-me-downs We topple all the theories to the ground: All real change Must come from below Our bosses must live in fear Of the factory-floor And when they smile And they ask for my support, I'll give them these words And a bloody nose: You don't help your enemy When you're at war There are moments in all of our lives Tiny sparks still deep inside When a new-born baby cries When you're watching clouds in a summer sky The first time you walked out on strike Love and sex and holding light Tings that can't be bought By promises and votes I hate the things I love being criminalised I hate the straight-jacket schools I grew up in I hate MPs, judges and magistrates I hate being taught to base my life on TV stars I hate being kept waiting by bureaucrats I hate wars, and all the people who love them I hate the idea of living on other people's backs I hate being filed, registered and classified I hate being watched and monitered I hate police I hate the way you talk down at me I hate being told what to do I hate you when you don't listen I hate the way you distort my sexuality with pornography I hate the pain we inflict on each other On animals, and on the Earth And I hate how love songs have become such cliches through endless, shallow repitition Each angry word Every cynical put-down Every song is carefully born From a hope of something better to come All jumbled-up Love and hate and love Each prompted by the other: For the cause of peace we have to go to war Refusing to sleep Whilst there's a world to win Yet happy to dream Dreams make the plans to change this world Not just some future heaven But today and every day In our place of work In the queue for the metrobus Organise! Here's the rest of our lives! ..A tiny spark still deep inside We can and will run the factories and mills We can and will educate ourselves We can and will work the fields We can and will police ourselves We can and will create and build Organise! Here's the rest of our lives!

Choose Your Weapon

EXODUS
(Exodus) So you think you're good and ready? If you do your bubble is gonna burst We're getting whipped into a frenzy And you're the one we'll punish first We've got our muscles pumped and primed To release our devastating force Non-stop unrelenting aggression To us is par for the course! (chorus) I hate to love And love to hate There's no need to negotiate So choose your weapon And choose your fate It doesn't matter 'cause by then It's too late! We'll deliver an assault to your senses And drive you into the ground You can rely on us for action Never stop or slow down Always running into danger Taking the lion by the throat Obeying no law but our own Violence is what we promote! (repeat chorus) solo- Gary solo- Rick

Mediate

INXS "Kick"
Hallucinate Dessegregate Mediate Alleviate Try not to hate Love your mate Don't suffocate on your own hate Designate your love as fate A one world state As human freight The number eight A white black state A gentle trait The broken crate A heavy weight Or just too late Like pretty Kate has sex ornate Now devastate Appreciate Depreciate Fabricate Emulate The truth dilate Special date The animal we ate Guilt debate The edge serrate A better rate The youth irate Deliberate Fascinate Deviate Reinstate Liberate To moderate Recreate Or detonate Annihiliate Atomic fate Mediate Clear the state Activate Now radiate A perfect state Food on plate Gravitate The Earth's own weight Designate your love as fate At ninety-eight we all rotate Hallucinate Dessegregate Mediate Alleviate Try not to hate Love your mate Don't suffocate on your own hate Designate your love as fate A one world state As human freight The number eight A white black state A gentle trait The broken crate A heavy weight Or just too late Like pretty Kate has sex ornate Now devastate Appreciate Depreciate Fabricate Emulate The truth dilate Special date The animals we ate Guilt debate The edge serrate A better rate The youth irate Deliberate Fascinate Deviate Reinstate Liberate Liberate Liberate Liberate

Fabulous By Jaheim

JAHEIM
I'm fabulous Hi Mommy Hi Daddy I'm fabulous Young cat got back, did a little dig Now he hard, he buff, he tough, doo rag and Timbs Kinda hard to get a job back out on the block Charge that to the game Young girl she grew up in a rush Had it bad, no doubt, she don't know who to trust Every man she ever loved only want to crush Charge that to the game But it's all gravy, hey baby Shots get popped, the cops shut down the party Jeans sag low, blow smoke out of Dutches We've got love for y'all but y'all don't love us So we swerve in the Suburban switchin' lanes Spend up all our dough on them chromy thangs Name our kids some funny names Don't hate on us, we're fabulous Pre-paid cellulars for local calls Little dimes and divas up at the malls Rockin' corn roll twists, that's how we roll But don't hate on us, we're fabulous They met, he said how she was a dime So naïve that she believed every single line 17, first time slipped up, ‘bout to have a child Charge that to the game Was just us and mom, single parent home She did the best she could, did it all her own Met a man but he won't raise a child that's not his own Oh, no, oh, no, no But it's all gravy, hey baby Shots get popped, the cops shut down the party Jeans sag low, blow smoke out of Dutches We've got love for y'all but y'all don't love us So we swerve in the Suburban switchin' lanes Spend up all our dough on them chromy thangs Name our kids some funny names Don't hate on us, we're fabulous Pre-paid cellulars for local calls Little dimes and divas up at the malls Rockin' corn row twists,that's how we roll But don't hate on us, we're fabulous We're all that we've got And no matter whatever together we'll weather the storm And meanwhile with all we got it might get rough, but it's alright ‘Cause U-N-I-T-Y is all we need To get our R-E-S-P-E-C-T And never G-I-V-E U-P And keep your H-E-A-D U-P And never G-I-V-E U-P And keep your H-E-A-D U-P

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