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FIONA APPLE lyrics

Dull Tool

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Come on out, come on out Where'd you go? Where'd you go? I don't mean to play here Figure out, figure out What you know, what you know Figure out how to say it clear 'Cause you're more likely to get cut with a dull tool than a sharper one You, you stuck around, You stuck around, You stuck around, Until you got me Then, then you dropped me You, you don't kiss when you kiss You don't fuck when you fuck You don't say what you mean You don’t talk loud enough No pulse in your impulse, celebration is impossible You forgot the difference between equanimity and passivity You forgot you have to try, you have to try, you have to try You forgot that glorious feeling that you get when you get the truth So tell that girl you don't love her And if you do, tell her two times 'Cause you're more likely to get cut with a dull tool than a sharper one You, you don't kiss when you kiss You don't fuck when you fuck You don't say what you mean You don’t talk loud enough No pulse in your impulse, celebration is impossible And you don't kiss when you kiss You don't fuck when you fuck You don't say what you mean You don’t talk loud enough No pulse in your impulse, celebration is impossible You don't kiss when you kiss You don't fuck when you fuck You don't say what you mean You don’t talk loud enough No pulse in your impulse, celebration is impossible And you don't kiss when you kiss You don't fuck when you fuck You don't say what you mean You don’t talk loud enough No pulse in your impulse, celebration is impossible Celebration is impossible [x3]

Me And You (Against The World)

JOE JACKSON "Blaze Of Glory"
If I could be two places at one time I'd be with you I've lost my heart I'm losing half my mind but i don't care Don't tell me don't ask me don't talk at all Don't help me I don't know if I can stand The bitter-sweetness of it all I don't know I don't care don't even hear what they all say There's no past there's no future and no fear what can they do I'm helpless I can't talk or even stand My heart won't start until I get from you The look that says you love me too Me and you against the world I've read the Bible and those books at school but they don't make much sense of this The finest minds are calling me a fool But you destroy them with your kiss Just one kiss

The Truth

MICK JENKINS "Trees & Truths"
Put that in your pipe and smoke it Then tell me what you see when you inhale Big box That will never be open How the Fuck you stay free when you in jail How the fuck you got pops that don't show up When his kids just wanna hang like a pigtail You gon always get props when you blow up All your nigga get the range with the big wheels Big deal, When the Pane hit a Fifth Wheel Couple Strains just to cope with the Day to Day Little nigga put the hand on the big steel Couple [?] make the hope start to fade away Coats feeling cold when the coke in they nose She approached like you know who you fuckin with Always been a scholar Spit at your neck like, lipstick On your collar Best keep an eye on your checks in the mail Cause the pyramids schemin Gon get you no dollar Best day I had I had copped me a quarter Don't ride around with that shit in your impalas I learned that Profound by the jakes, five young black men sitting on the brakes From the blue blue grinder under the seat like, oops "Sir, can you step out the car" I can't go, seen to many blocks fall like jenga If you let them off the chain like Django You gonna have some nigga lookin for tapanga But they won't get the sleep If they ain't hoes, chain [?] Got to look at all angles You looking for your angel Tell somebody bring the trees This a different kind of Elevation Ginger Ale on every occasion No my nigga That ain't marijuanna that you tastin I just let them hit the truth I just let them hit the truth [x2] [Slowed & Chopped:] Majesty, Kryptic Casualty Majesty, Kryptic Casualty Majesty, Kryptic Casualty [NoName:] Why you gotta talk in Fables Fuck you mean? I just gave you my thoughts and my critic On Django Read between the paradox The skinny jeans and pair of Docks I know I love the Martens too Why you gotta talk in Fables Why you gotta talk in Fables Why you gotta talk in Fables

Connect 4

JOE BUDDEN "Escape Route"
[Intro: Young Chris] Yeah... uh, C. West We do this, Joe Budden Yeah, young Chris, what, what? Yeah, uh [Young Chris] To the heart of North Philadelph, pour my spirit and flesh Give me the crown, watch me wear it the best, I ain't hearin the rest Long gone, dancin with bigger fish here Fish scale advances for glitter wristwear Ch-chea, motherfucker this year Chris here Homie the strong's so vital, survival of the fits here Ain't shit sweet y'all, life about a bitch yeah Say I drive her crazy though I ride that hoe fifth gear Talk so much poverty cause I live here Talk facility cause my family's doin a bid there You ain't rappin or ballin, we got our hustle out That's what a thug about, anything to get the fuck up out the ghetto, dodge the devil, prolong my demise Got a green sticky lah baby, 365 [Joe Budden] Hold up, a nigga went from lukewarm to hot Scratch that, from coldest winter to hell's kitchen Aside from predictable shots and shells spittin Wouldn'ta even known it cause nothin felt different E'rything dope in this game ain't on the radio That proofs me, check the dames and the ratio Brain like fellatio, I mean it used to be cane like Horatio Fuck you, pay me though Look for him, style in whatever I put on Come from where you give a wrong look and you would look wrong Broads off the hook for him But I treat 'em like Subway, I give 'em 5 dollars and a FOOT long Young niggaz take your vitamins Your 28-inch rims higher than watchin me admirin JUMP OFF e'rything that they aspirin to be But the bullshit gets tiresome to me See, only one concern, gettin my bread right Hate to see you lose your (Life) over a website I'll feel (Sorry) Y'all'll only know what I show why Chris Brown and Rihanna that real story Off puttin words together like (Scrabble) Build your (Monopoly), they just gon' attack you Can't (Pictionary) it, they gon' think it's (Taboo) When you get more, they can't (Connect) the (Four) [Outro: Joe Budden] Dawg.. geah, Joey, Chris Yes Chad, I fuckin know the sound

Nothing Is Impossible

JAH CURE "World Cry"
Cureee Again! Put your lighters up again To the people, and all the children of the world If you can see it, it’s not far away Before you can reach it You must endure the pain Real talk you can touch the sky Make no doubt about it noooo Real talk you can sit pan high make no doubt about it nooo Real talk we do it for the youths, another generation Yea you're strong enough to meet your destiny say Nothing, nothing is impossible No one can hold us down We, Yeah we are unstoppable Cause nothing is impossible ohh ohh No nothing is impossible ohh ohh oh nooo oh noo If the door doesn’t open Don’t wait use force to knock it down Ain't no time for mopping, No, the moment is right now Real talk you can touch the sky Make no doubt about it noooo Real talk you can sit pan high make no doubt about it nooo Real talk we do it for the youths, another generation You are strong enough to meet your destiny say Nothing, nothing is impossible You can do anything No one can hold us down We, Yeah we are unstoppable Cause nothing is impossible No, nothing is impossible

Un4Given

JOE BUDDEN
[Chorus - Metallica Sample] What I've felt what I've known never shined through in what I've shown never be never see won't see what might have been what I've felt what I've known never shined through in what I've shown never free never me so I dub thee unforgiven [Verse 1] Lets talk about the struggle, lets talk about the pain Some people say they love you, but that don't mean a thang Some folks is so naive, not me.. I go insane Some people dap you, they hug you.. they do it all in vain That's my depression talking.. maybe it's really real Maybe them doctors was right, and maybe I'm really ill See I can't really chill.. without feeling the guilt of me Stealing these pills ... Is anybody feeling me still? (Shit) except for the hood.. nobody told me, I ever couldn't Instead, I pushed.. back when they told me I never would Looking at me, like I was just a crook I express the hood, and what I see on the daily My scenery daily.... Task force.. B & E's daily A task y'all.. being me daily They want to put, 3 in me nail me This is stuff, you only read on The Daily Had product, but ain't supply it then.. High off more than weed..so the product just got me higher than.. Product of my environment Look-at-where-they-put-me.. and look where they telling me I gotta be Stop and see, the robberies ..the poverty.. Naw fam, its not for me.. Its got to be, an opt atleast Without-dudes-gettin'-chased-by police So they gave us film, sport.. and the gift to make a hot CD Back to the wall, against the ropes.. Nothings believable, feezable.. they don't believe in you You've been verbally beaten to... A pulse, so the result to you think nothing is reachable Reasonable, I tell you dreams come true Yeah haters, even YOU! [Chorus] [Verse 2] Now take your hands, and wave 'em high They told me I can't, but I said "why?!" Like, fuck it, I'll try... NOT fuck it and die.. See, this is real emotion we deal wit' Often, and don't reveal it.. Often we stuff it inside, but I'm like fuck it.. lets ride.. I-- do what I do, because I do what I do what I feel THEY-- do what they do, in hopes of what they do.. they appeal They got a image, and a persona that they gotta fill That they better do, for revenue.. so labels will be thrilled Kind-of-feel like a wanted man... I can't talk to folk, cause when I ask 'em to trust me All-they-wanna-do-is-judge-me I'm feeling like they don't understand (I'm) feeling like ain't too many people friendly I feel like ain't too many people are what they pretend to be Cause I'm in that zone, when I feel alone Like everybody is against me I just feel like I'm worst enemy And naw, its not a cry for no sympathy I'm just thinkin' outloud, to a crowd-- I'm just tryna figure out some remedy Almost like every lesson, almost like every jewel, every tool.. That's ever been lent to me.. For the moment, is gone.. I'm like a new born.. I feel like a man wit' no memory.. Slow it down for a second, make sure I'm not losing you.. Or confusing you, I'm delusional Ever you never been there, then you have no idea what illusions do.. Through and through, I'm hoping none of these signs aren't vital.. Or none of these rhymes.. inside the recital.. Why do it mean, I'm suicidal? I'm ain't that Houston dude... But-- I'm a MANIAC! Don't get over, drunk or sober.. This the same way I'd act.. And I'm strivin' to pull together.. But atleast until these voices inside of me.. Go forever, be aloft- I'm liable to do whatever.. (c'mon!) [Chorus x2]

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