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D'ANGELO lyrics

Lady (Remix)

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Hook: You're my lady (x4) Don't think I don't see them looking at you All of them wishing they could have you And as a matter of fact, uh A bunch of them are itchin' for you to scratch 'em I'm tiried of hiding what we feel I'm trying to come with the real And I'm gonna make it known Cause I want them to know Hook You're my little baby (baby) my darling baby (baby) I swear you're the talk of the town and everybody wants to know what's going down Babe, I know they've seen us before Maybe at the liquor store, or maybe at the health food stand They don't know that I'm your man Hook I can tell they're looking at us I pick you up everyday from your job And everyguy in the parking lot wants to rob me of my girl And my heart and soul, and everybody wants to treat me so cold But I know I love you and you love me There's no other lover for you or me AZ: Yeah, yo though I only paid you occasional I'm raising you up then those ivading you Pushing up persuading you with conversation That consist of solicitation false information See I deal with sophistication, shimp and lobster style You see me dressed up proper in crocodile Crock awhile I leave alone, unofficial is not your style My innger vision is this plush life living, me escaping the inner city prision Raping our women is causing havoc Breaking bonds that birth marriage this Earth was once lavish Now it's ursed left for a savage Mind, I tech mine, respect mine, let's connect projects Lex wet sex and wine all the time, the Firm staff on the climb Nas the trio, D'Angelo and Primo You know how we go Firm affiliation 9-6 Hook

Now I Feel Ya

SCARFACE "The World Is Yours"
...It's a new day... ya know what I'm sayin'? A new day, brings a new problem to a brother and all I gots ta say is thank god for my mother cause without my mommy dear my life would've been joke either locked up playin' dead and still slangin' dope but nope The lord he had a plan for me and with his help, my mother made a man of me didn't blindfold me to the world we was livin' in taught me how to save my little dividends so when I graduated I'd have a little school money but in the sixth grade I wanted to be the school dummy and flunked outta school with the flag pole and left my mother dear at home with a sad soul because my mother worked the fingers to the bone cause we was alone, and me I bought a death home My real pops he broke out with the style so I respect my stepdad, for raisin' another nigga's child So now we livin' comftable taught me the game and how to be responsible But back then I couldn't see it I wanted to be a grown man at fourteen so the kid's leavin' and ended up in a big fight and told me not to come home until I got my shit right So now I'm livin' in my grandma's home my grandma's strong, she's got nine kids of her own and keepin' me ain't no big deal but now that I'm much older I see just how the shit feels being kind-hearted, not wantin' to tell me no even though my grandfather just had a stroke and now the money's low and pretty soon a brother's gonna have ta go or either try to find a job so I can help out I'm in the ghetto, I gots ta get myself out and when I get out I gotta try to pave the way so my family can have a better place to stay I'm losin' all hope, a brother's fallin' short I can't cope, so now I'm slangin' dope and now my granny knows I'm doin' wrong she just prayin' for me heavily take care of her grandson and the lord must of heard her prayer cause he made me get a grip and got me on up outta there I heard my mother say them streets is gonna kill ya you couldn't have told me nothin' back then but now I feel ya... I'm eighteen, and now I'm havin' big fun my baby's mother just had my first son May eleven, I never will forget the day A star's born, let's name him little Scarface My first born and yo I'm a proud father I gotta son, I gots ta be my son's father and sellin dope ain't the way that I can get ahead but what the hell, I gots ta keep my baby fed I buy him milk, and pampers tryin ta do my part and he's my son, I gots ta try to make him hard I buy him clothes, and jewellry not the Tonka toys because the Tonka toys will only punk my boy and I don't want my son to look at life through a replica of reality tryin' to make it life-like but yet and still I let my son be a kid just give him up the real, exactly like my momma did So when he gets to be a man he'll appreciate the game I gave him way back when he used to roller skate and now my son is four years old I really gots ta give the real and try to play the father's role because these years he'll remember most so it's all about little Marcus and me becomin' close but I got a buncha obstacles if it ain't my line of work it's the girlies on my popsicle Now everybody's got my baby wantin' to have their hands in my pocket tryin to drive me crazy 'It's your daughter, don't she look like you?' I just can't tell, why don't you take it to ma momma do because my mother knows the real deal all these hoochies poppin' coochie tryin' to get a free meal So now we in and outta cope tryin' to get mo money, braggin' om the child support Tellin' her friends that she's breakin' me now eveybody knows, that she was just fakin' G Come to find out, the girl never had me she's the baby's mother but me I ain't the baby's daddy and biological tests can prove you gotta get up off of me and go after the other dude but now I finally got a real daughter no need for the testin' I know that I'm the baby's father I heard my daddy say them hoes will try ta kill ya you couldn't have told me nothin' back then but now I feel ya... I feel ya... Now I'm twenty-two and finally got a grip on life It's nineteen ninety-three, I put away my pocket knife and got a bigger stick to fight with I'm young and black so my choice ain't a nightstick because we livin' in a concentration set and everyday, we face to face with death I seen my homies go and come and judgement day is just somethin we can't run from so I know my number's comin' up so I gotta protect myself from suckers who be runnin' up and even though I hate killin' off my own kind I gotta be a man and as a man I'm a defend mine My brother corners tryin to keep the neighbourhood at peace don't fight each other, we gots ta stand and fight the beast so united we stand but we gonna fall quick because we always tryin to take another brother's shit and the cops is in the same vote just because we comin' up quick they think we slang dope They shootin' ta kill, they gas ain't sparkin' goods they shot my long time partner Rudy in cold blood and now the story's all twisted up and if they gave the cop the chair I really wouldn't give a fuck because she left my partner's family with memories and after hearin' this I know you don't remember me but yet in still I find it hard for me to stay in touch I see his parents and then I started breakin' up because I know what you did was wrong but you won't realize until you dead and gone It ain't no justifiable homicide, you never gave a warning you straight up shot him from behind but all the cryin' in the world ain't gonna bring him back you give a gat to a black he don't know how to act but you gotta tell your story to the judge not the imitation judge, the judge that everybody loves and if the man upstairs grants you forgiveness then in reality you took care of your business but regardless I know you wanna kill me but I ain't goin' out like dat Ya feel me? ...yeah

Lovin' Up A Storm

Eddy Arnold "That's How Much I Love You"
(Thelma Blackmon - Eddy Arnold) My heart thunders like a thunder On an early April morn When my baby's close beside me And we're lovin' up a storm. If the night is cold and windy I will still be nice and warm 'Cause she'll have her arms around me And just lovin' up a storm. Like a streak of lightnin' flashin' That's the love light in her eyes And I have the satisfaction of The love that never dies. I don't care if it starts raining 'Cause I'll never be forlorn Long as my sweet sugar's with me Am I lovin' up a storm. --- Instrumental --- Now this thing called stormy weather Doesn't mean a thing to me 'Cause I've got a lovin' baby I should love her, yes siree. When she reaches out to hold me I just snuggle to her arms And my heart gets warm as sunshine When we're lovin' up a storm. Like a Tennessee tornado That's the kind of love we share Sorta sweet and kinda local That's the way my baby cares. Guess we'll go through life together So we'll both be free from harm No one else could stand the weather But we're lovin' up a storm. --- Instrumental --- No one else could stand the weather But we're lovin' up a storm...

All I Do

3RD STOREE "3rd Storee"
All I Do [D-Smoove] Come on, listen up now 3rd Storee on the rise come on Yab Yum on top come on I'm in the studio caked up (caked up) I leave the session when you wake up (wake up) Only rock the beats with the deep cuts (deep cuts) We all screaming 3rd Storee what, what I met shorty on Sunset (on Sunset) Bumping Newark on the tape deck (tape deck) I got the number you can bet that (oh you can bet that) I got three friends don't forget that ya heard me [Jay-R] Shorty had a little back caught my eye Bounce getting jiggy with her sexy thigh She blew my mind, she was all so fine I think about her now most every night I like the way her style got me hypnotized Be so fly, I gotta make her mine [3rd Storee] (Lil'Man) All I do is (when I can't get no sleep I) Think about you (you're everything to me baby) How am I supposed to (be alone, know I just can't) Chill without you (chill without your love) [Jay-R] I wanna know what I can do To get me closer to you I wanna know the do's and don't's What can I do to get you [Lil'Man] Everyday, I think about it everyday If I could only have you babe oh yeah [3rd Storee] (Lil'Man) All I do is (when I can't get no sleep I) Think about you (you're everything to me baby) How am I supposed to (be alone, know I just can't) Chill without you (chill without your love) All I do is (when I can't get no sleep I) Think about you (you're everything to me baby) How am I supposed to (be alone, know I just can't) Chill without you (chill without your love) [Lil'Man] I can't explain what I see in your eyes But I know it comes from deep inside And everyday I wish that I could see The girl that always be inside my dreams baby [3rd Storee] (Lil'Man) All I do is (when I can't get no sleep I) Think about you (you're everything to me baby) How am I supposed to (be alone, know I just can't) Chill without you (chill without your love)

Hands In The Air

AZ "Aziatic"
(AZ) Baby bring that ashtray in here Aiight (AZ) And bring my mail it's on top of the counter Here baby (AZ) Check, what's this I don't know some mail came thru today (AZ) Fishscale, Professional, what's this about men lemme see what this about Anyway, the food will be ready in 20 minutes Peace Allah, hope tha scribe reach ya hands in good health As for self, no sense of worrying my cards been dealt Sunk in a cell, fishscale, fifth year of my bid Finally got a chance recent to connect with my kids It's kinda hard thru carelessness I scared they moms And temporary I was barred voluntary the bond Nevertheless, it's issues I need to address Pertaining the certain statements that made me confess Faced with life, it bites when reality hit And wit crime come a lot of technicality shit Thru many co-defendants conspiracies linking Like the court system designed to keep the mind from thinking Fog ya vision, guess it's just the odds of living But like me, most great men became god in prison Since Illmatic, first heard ya bars of life I was up in Cansaki, *****s started to fight You touched souls to a lost population of men And no doubt, if ever out they'll never lock me again Faced wit 10 on state time, wit life on the back It's fucked up when your own folks ain't writing you back Learn to relax, spoke wit certain cats that helped adapt You know the streets to the pen it's kinda hard to transact All the cars and the pretty women, condos, The clothes and the city living I seen division, breakdown of the population It's either submit, death or incarceration I felt the combination Torn between reality rap and the fakes Some do it for the salary cap few relate And been thru what I been thru at least in fraction So when they spit you could feel the passion I see you maxin' That Nas and that Jigga riff started some shit It departed the prison system we should argue a bit It's a glimpse of what's to come The past follow, hold the voice just hunger me holdin' my last bottle I live like that of a star without the title, I had to write you It's beyond trying to enlight you It's a token of appreciation for being that poet with no abbreviations Much respect from us all wish you much success Get yours take money nigga fuck the rest I'm signing off And leave in the way that I greet and say peace Keep in mind always rep the streets, you that nigga. Word,........... Gotta write homey back (AZ) Ayo, boo I got any more of that mail out there Got a few more (AZ) You gotta read this one, the shit right here is deep, man Alright, gimme a minute (AZ) Okay, What's this one right here oh shortie from Nashville, alright lemme see this AZ, this is Camille since Sugarhill been a fan And since then to me you still a man A real card player rarely reveals his hand And sincerely, I could say the hood feel ya jam I sit and listen to your last edition Washing dishes in the kitchen Or twisting the baby dreads on little Christian It's so sickening his father we both miss him He was killed in a '99 car collision I guess the best ones God get them the tar sniff 'em It's just the way it is in this bizarre system You remind me of his one concerning words when you speak You and him both got that funny type of slur in y'all speech At night it's like his face just emerge in my sleep I smoke herb so that grief can stop disturbing my peace My life's deep, it coincide with the way that you rap I hate it when them commentators say that you back You never left you was always years ahead of the rest My baby-father even felt your style he say you was best How you dress how you move when you in the public Without a lot of luggage gotta love it that's how you thug it... Know that, that's right, it's bigboy, okay, okay

Play It Up

THE JACKSONS "2300 Jackson Street"
You've been sitting here thinking Wether or not He's gonna be with you Give it up babe Not meant to be this time If he's not gonna love ya Then don't worry 'bout losin' His love You'll make it up baby Don't let it get you down I can show you what love is all about You're such a treat so candy sweet With one chance I'll love away All your doubts Won't you be mine Let's have a good time Play it up Just play it on up Play it up Just play it on up Play it on up baby Don't let it get you down Show expression in whatever You do Gain possession Keep control of your mind Wake up baby Don't let it get you down Cryin' just don't make sense Another victim of his evil game I'll treat you right baby Girl you should be mine I can show you what love is all about You're such a treat so candy sweet With one chance I'll love away All your doubts Won't you be mine Let's have a good time Play it up Just play it on up Play it up Just play it on up Don't let it get you down

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