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JERZEE MONET lyrics - Love & War

Most High (Remix)

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Yo if you don't know what the Things change and rearrange Friends aren't friend anymore People go behind your back to score on anything Will we ever have peace Someone tell me please You know you will see on the block Kids playin hearin gunshots Never phased by the crimes that they witness Young mama right there Don't be cussin at your kids right there Put the right foundation right here (teach respect) So they can be Most high (most high) Most high (most high) Most high (most high) Like an angel in the sky Most high Most high Most high Like an angel in the sky Brother why you act that way (why you actin that way) Call your girl woman not her name Bringin kids in the world unclaimed You should know that don't make you a man at all (not at all) Young father out there (listen up) Don't abandon your seed out there (show we care) Let's get one thing clear (for real) Family should be Most high (held high) Most high Most high Like an angel in the sky Most high (it's the most) Most high Most high Like an angel in the sky It doesn't matter where you are You're still a shining star ( for real) It doesn't matter where you're from (it doesn't matte where you're from) Le's give love to everyone (start showin more love) Hustlers put down you guns (put em down) Self-respect is the best weapon Spread love show your real value set a true example by starting with you See them kids right there Don't be shootin around them kids right there Gotta show there is hope out here Train yourself you can be most high [DMX] I only walk in the dirt, but my steps are guided And not matter how dark my path gets, I light it I ain't never been ashamed of the pain, can't hide it Yet da road was rough but I decided to ride it Step caefully,wit half of me walk wrecklessly That's just an x in me,cats getted popped like ecstacy Yo money just sounds just like you,oh you just a extra me Give or let me fly or gimme death Words that I try to say with my last breath And if my las t breath ain't long, I thank the lord for my life That way my last breath ain't wrong You not keepin money with the hood right here You don't really wanna go right there You gonns get left right there You be takin your last breathe right there

Cats Van Bags

ATMOSPHERE "Seven's Travels"
[Intro] I can't scratch, cause I'm drunk I got bad teeth and my gums are bleeding Come and fucking get me, motherfucker Yeah, break, start the song now, fucker [Verse 1] [Slug] We travelin the missle, weavin' through your cornfields Leavin behind a trail of amature porn and orange peels Navagatin through this basement, the masquerades As our nation, practicin' my acid take, masturbation Watchin the expressions on the faces Of the ones designated to be the queens, kings, and aces How many miles can you put on one soul Before the smile starts to blend into one big bullet hole [Brother Ali] Shoot through it as a union, with the best of my crew Bumpin melodies and memories too, my heads killin me, ohh Stomach empty, my bladder is full Two years old son on Jay Birds phone Cryin, ya missin me And I'm stallin', I'll bite ya arm off Sabertooth Tiger, run the night with the sharp claws In ya backyard just to fuck with ya guard dog Throw a brick through your shit and cut the alarm off Bitch [Slug] Fuck yes, I do my best to take advantage in bouts With one hand over the mouth, still managin' to shout Theres more said, then in the lines in your forehead Then could ever try to find print on the inside of that warhead Cross country, like a little lost junky Make them hot and jumpy, trying to get that God money Stearin the van through the blizzards, the fanfare Pivit when we visit, spit victim if you stand there [Brother Ali] Take a map of this picture, throw a dart at it, thats where We took a room back full the kids and threw a heart at it Angry like a hostage, Kickin like a little bitch in one of Dibs's mosh pits Shifitin through your city limits tryin to find the raw shit Thread and needle wit it, and weave a world of hate together, till we get 'em car sick Face full of war paint, strapped ready for action Battle cracks headin, trying to seek the satisfaction of the captain [Slug] Climbed over the side, closed his eyes Took a dive into his fame, inspiration for stayin alive Swam to the shore, stepped upon land Walked up to a whore, grabbed her by the hand And said [Chorus] [Slug & Brother Ali] Let the wheels spin, let the road shake Let the speakers blow Let the line in, let the kids play Let the people know Let the roof burn, let the girls love Let the heat flow Let the world turn, let the curtains up Cats Van Bags, Yo [Verse 2] [Brother Ali] Lock eyes, with a thousand people at the same time They minds, believin this, my style of graffiti is Squeezin this, the mid west, sweat out of my shirt And leavin with my life essence embedded in ya dirt [Slug] We work, move, and hustle with the rest of the Gypsies Spoon feed these issues to a new school of Fishes Swimmin through a hazy shade of passion Here they come, the Hazleton has-been, and his chaplin [Brother Ali] Thats them, the migrants, seasonal workers The finest imperial wordsmiths on the circuit Two Million smiles and runnin, stompin', trying to flee the heat Turn around, shootin at the monster till his knees are weak [Slug] They call me Jesus Freak, I came to listen Then I save you, then I make you, my favorite position Chasin' this pigeon down the street towards the banks Just in case, my traffic receives jeeps and tanks [Bridge] [Slug] And we wonder through the snow(?), so let it be known Mama I don't know if I'ma ever be home The revolution wont have any distribution I love my son and my music so I gotta keep it movin' Like [Chorus] [Slug & Brother Ali] Let the wheels spin, let the road shake Let the speakers blow Let the line in, let the kids play Let the people know Let the roof burn, let the girls love Let the heat flow Let the world turn, let the curtains up Cats Van Bags, Yo

Allure

JAY-Z "The Black Album"
Young! It's da life... Once again it's da life! Yess.. (I don't know why...I get so high on) It's intoxicatin man...y'all don't know why you do what you do (Get so high on(Yess).. get so high(C'mon) - high off the life) [Verse 1: Jay-Z] The allure of breakin' the law It's always too much for me to ever ignore I gotta thing for them big body benzes... it dulls my senses I'm in love with a V-dub engine Mann I'm high off life- fuck it, I'm wasted Bey Venay kicks or them Marvin Kaye wrists My women friend get tennis bracelets Trips ta Venice, get their winters replaced with... The sun, it aint even fun no more, I'm jaded Man it's just da game, I just play it to play it Put my feet in the footprints left to me Without sayin' a word, the ghettos got a mental telepathy Man my brother hustled, so naturally, up next is me But what perplexes me Shit I know how this movie ends, still I play the starrin role in 'Hovito's Way' [Chorus] It's just life, I solemnly swear To change my approach, stop shavin coke Stay away from hoes, put down the toast Cause I be doin the most.. oh no! But every time I felt that was that, it called me right back It called me right back, man it called me right back - oh no! [Verse Two] I'm like a Russian mobster, drinkin distilled vodka 'Til I'm under the field with Hoffa, it's real Pillow-top him like a toupee Mix the water, with the soda Turn the pot up make a souflee All of y'all can get it like group-ays in your 2-way I'm livin proof that crime do pay Say hooray to the bad guy, and all the broads puttin cars in they name for the stars of the game Puttin 'caine in they bras and their tomorrows on the train All in the name of love Just to see that love locked in chains and the family came Over the house to take back, everything that they claimed Or even the worst pain is the dis-tress Learnin you're the mis-tress only after that love gets slain And the anger and the sorrow mixed up leads to mis-trust Now it gets tough to ever love a-gain But the allure of the game, keeps callin your name To all the Lauras of the world, I feel your pain To all the Christies in every cities and Tiffany Lanes We all hustlers, in love with the same thang [Chorus] [Verse Three] I never felt more alive than ridin shotgun In Cline's green 5 until the cops pulled guns And I tried to smoke weed to give me the fix I need what the game did to my pulse, with no results And you can treat your nose and still won't come close The game is a lightbulb with eleventy-million volts And I'm just a mark, addicted to the floss And doors lift from the floor and the tops come off By any means necessary, whatever the cost Even if it means lives is lost.. And I can't explain why, I just love to get high Drink life, smoke the blueberry sky, blink twice I'm in the blueberry 5, you blink three times I may not even be alive How mean James Dean couldn't escape the allure Dyin young, leavin a good lookin corpse 'Course [Chorus] Once again it's the life! I said it's the life! Once again it's the life - oh no! (I don't why I) why I (get so high on) get so (get so high on) uh-huh (get so high - high off the life!) Hahahahahahaha - woo!

Sunshine

DE LA SOUL "Stakes Is High"
POS: The instamatic focal point bringing damage to your boroughs Be some brothers from the east with some beats that be thorough Got the solar gravitation so I'm bound to pull it I gets down like brothers are found ducking from bullets Gun control means using both hands in my land Where it's all about the cautious livin' Migrating to a higher form of consequence compliments Of strugglin' that shouldn't be notable, Man every word I say should be a hip hop quotable. DOVE: I'm sick of bitches shakin' asses I'm sick of talkin' about blunts, Sick of Versace glasses, Sick of slang, Sick of half-ass awards shows, Sick of name brand clothes. Sick of R B bitches over bullshit tracks, Cocaine and crack Which brings sickness to blacks, Sick of swoll' head rappers With their sicker-than raps Clappers and gats Makin' the whole sick world collapse The facts are gettin' sick Even sicker perhaps Stickabush to make a bundle to escape this synapse POS: Man life can get all up in your ass baby you betta work it out Let me tell you what it's all about A skin not considered equal A meteor has more right than my people Who be wastin' time screaming who they've hated That's why the Native Tongues have officially been re-instated (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is high (Higher than high) You know them stakes is high (Higher than high) When we talkin' 'bout the (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is high, you know them stakes is high When we dealin' with the (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is high (Hey yo, what about that love?) POS: Yo, it's about love for cars, love for funds Loving to love mad sex, loving to love guns Love for opposite, love for fame and wealth Love for the fact of no longer loving yourself, kid We living in them days of the man-made ways Where every aspect is vivid, these brothers no longer talk shit Hey yo, these niggas live it 'Bout to give it to you 24/7 on the microphone Plug One translating the zone No offense to a player, but yo, I don't play And if you take offense, fuck it, got to be that way J.D. Dove, show your love, what you got to say? DOVE: I say G's are making figures at a high regard And niggas dying for it nowadays ain't odd Investing in fantasies and not God Welcome to reality, see times is hard People try to snatch the credit, but can't claim the card Showing out in videos, saying they cold stars See, shit like that will make your mama cry Better watch the way you spend it 'Cause the stakes is high Y'all know them stakes is high When we talkin' 'bout the (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is high I think that smiling in public is against the law 'Cause love don't get you through life no more It's who you know and How you, son? And how you gettin' in, and who the man holding Hey yo, and how was the scams and how high Yo what up, huh? I heard you caught a body Seem like every man and woman shared a life with John Gotti POS: But they ain't organized! DOVE: Mixing crimes with life enzymes Taking the big scout route And niggas know doubt better Than they know their daughters And their sons (Oh boy) POS: Yo, people go through pain and still don't gain Positive contact just like my main man Who got others cleaning up his physical influence His mind got congested He got the nine and blew it Neighborhoods are now hoods cause nobody's neighbors Just animals surviving with that animal behavior Under I who be rhyming from dark to light sky Experiments when needles and skin connect No wonder where we live is called the projects When them stakes is high you damn sure try to do Anything to get the piece of the pie Electrify Even die for the cash But at last I be out even though you wantin' more This issue is closed like an elevator door But soon re-opened once we get to the next floor where the (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is high Y'all know them stakes is high When we talkin' 'bout the (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is high Stakes is high, come on

Stakes Is High

DE LA SOUL "Stakes Is High"
POS: The instamatic focal point bringing damage to your boroughs Be some brothers from the east with some beats that be thorough Got the solar gravitation so I'm bound to pull it I gets down like brothers are found ducking from bullets Gun control means using both hands in my land Where it's all about the cautious livin' Migrating to a higher form of consequence, compliments Of strugglin', that shouldn't be notable, Man every word I say should be a hip hop quotable. DOVE: I'm sick of bitches shakin' asses I'm sick of talkin' about blunts, Sick of Versace glasses, Sick of slang, Sick of half-ass awards shows, Sick of name brand clothes. Sick of R B bitches over bullshit tracks, Cocaine and crack Which brings sickness to blacks, Sick of swoll' head rappers With their sicker-than raps Clappers and gats Makin' the whole sick world collapse The facts are gettin' sick Even sicker perhaps Stickabush to make a bundle to escape this synapse POS: Man life can get all up in your ass baby you betta work it out Let me tell you what it's all about A skin not considered equal A meteor has more right than my people Who be wastin' time screaming who they've hated That's why the Native Tongues have officially been re-instated (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is high (Higher than high) You know them stakes is high (Higher than high) When we talkin' 'bout the (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is high, you know them stakes is high When we dealin' with the (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is high (Hey yo, what about that love?) POS: Yo, it's about love for cars, love for funds Loving to love mad sex, loving to love guns Love for opposite, love for fame and wealth Love for the fact of no longer loving yourself, kid We living in them days of the man-made ways Where every aspect is vivid, these brothers no longer talk shit Hey yo, these niggas live it 'Bout to give it to you 24/7 on the microphone Plug One translating the zone No offense to a player, but yo, I don't play And if you take offense, fuck it, got to be that way J.D. Dove, show your love, what you got to say? DOVE: I say G's are making figures at a high regard And niggas dying for it nowadays ain't odd Investing in fantasies and not God Welcome to reality, see times is hard People try to snatch the credit, but can't claim the card Showing out in videos, saying they cold stars See, shit like that will make your mama cry Better watch the way you spend it 'Cause the stakes is high Y'all know them stakes is high When we talkin' 'bout the (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is high I think that smiling in public is against the law 'Cause love don't get you through life no more It's who you know and How you, son? And how you gettin' in, and who the man holding Hey yo, and how was the scams and how high Yo what up, huh? I heard you caught a body Seem like every man and woman shared a life with John Gotti POS: But they ain't organized! DOVE: Mixing crimes with life enzymes Taking the big scout route And niggas know doubt better Than they know their daughters And their sons (Oh boy) POS: Yo, people go through pain and still don't gain Positive contact just like my main man Who got others cleaning up his physical influence His mind got congested He got the nine and blew it Neighborhoods are now hoods cause nobody's neighbors Just animals surviving with that animal behavior Under I who be rhyming from dark to light sky Experiments when needles and skin connect No wonder where we live is called the projects When them stakes is high you damn sure try to do Anything to get the piece of the pie Electrify Even die for the cash But at last I be out even though you wantin' more This issue is closed like an elevator door But soon re-opened once we get to the next floor where the (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is high Y'all know them stakes is high When we talkin' 'bout the (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is high Stakes is high, come on

I Want The World To Know

ANJULIE "Anjulie"
It feels like, it feels like When you're in a dream state Like when you wanna run but you can't When you wanna scream but you can't When you wanna love But there's nobody in front of you yet And then you're alone and in a moment of clarity You know what it is you're missin' I, I, I, I spin around and let my arms dangle My feet tangle, I bump my head and hit the ground I dial your number but my finger's shakin' My cake's bakin', I'm sick of ricochetin' around What if I blurt out 'I love you'? Baby, I got to be cool I wanna jump in a pool of you And go splash, splash, splashin' around I want the world to know It doesn't matter if you don't I want the world to know No, it don't matter if you don't I, I, I, I try and tell ya but my tongue swells up My tears well up, I think I'm allergic to ya, babe Somebody help me, I'm having trouble breathin' This food I'm eatin' is about to come up the other way What if I blurt out I love you? Baby, I got to be cool I wanna tell you how much you mean to me Baby, I got to tell you, baby, I got to tell you I want the world to know It doesn't matter if you don't I want the world to know No, it don't matter if you don't This feelin', this feelin's Like a dagger in my stomach Gotta keep a secret Can I tell it baby? Let's get under the covers Let's get under the covers Ooh, no, no, no, there ain't no other No, there ain't no other I want the world to know It doesn't matter if you don't I want the world to know No, it don't matter if you don't

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