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JIN lyrics - Say Something

Angels

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You know I gotta say something The beginning and the end What's the difference between the two? I mean I'm still tryna figure it out I know one thing I'm just getting started You know all that stuff that happened in the past... I ain't even thinking about that It's about right now And it's about moving forward Check, check Yo, dear God I wonder can You save me? The more it makes sense the more they claim that I'm crazy I had the beef for them to see me this calm Or reality, uh uh no TV sitcom My pure will got me stolen for Grace Eyes closed, salty tears all I could taste All on my knees, fall on my face They say put God first and everything else will fall in the place So I've heard, wise words got me thinking Gotta give it time to let it sink in I sound confused, I know For what shall a prophet a man to gain the whole world then lose his soul For the longest I was ridin' high cruise control In my own mind making up the ruses I go I swear it's not just my imagination I heard a voice guide in me, navigation Is it the route I chose or should I check the stair end Took a couple wrong turns, selective hearing Is it fact or just my premonition? I see what's going on now, high definition Nothing but lies I was living at Wasted like Lay 6 it took me time to get my vision back Learnt to recognize the fakes and the true snakes So call friends, you know the twoface All in my grill like a twofake Still you never find me under pressure like the last drop of tooth pace My mission has never been more clear The Truth has never been more near But I know I can't do it on my own So I pray You give me strength when I lift the microphone All I hear is "Jin, what happened to the old you? " See I could explain but I would rather show you Word, check it out y'all 'Cause actions speak louder than words So it don't matter how I mix, the nouns with the verbs New fans and glad God anointed my style Old fans wanna know "What will I rap about now? " Switch it up, yo I gots to do it The word is "Jin's spittin' out Gospel music" See I prefer the call it "change your life music" All in hopes that one day you might use it Whatever they choose they label it, so be it I proceeded, all I know is I so need it I'm certain that I can't rap forever Before the curtain call I gotta get my act together No surprise the room over my eyes has been lifted My entire perspective has been shifted I can't call it, you can call it how you feel Call it change, call it grow, as long as you call it real I am no quitter My journey's just begun, you are all welcome to follow, no Twitter I know plenty folks that wanna touch the gate to Heaven Never been to Church 'cause they can't relate the reference Ain't no sense in me, preaching to the quire Even with starch arms I'd be reaching to the fire I stand firm, the enemy don't face me No need to wonder, only God can save me

Soulseller

Hellacopters "Payin' the Dues"
Look out now when I come your way I'm a dog I'm astray I've been taught but I won't learn Been out of luck but baby it will turn So I sold my soul again I can't turn back 'cuz its the place I put my damn self in And I will sell my soul to you What I need has long been overdue Blast my way with raging speed Beelzebub gimme what I need Don't wanna wait to what comes around Gotta hear it now I gotta grab that sound I call it gold some call it vile But to place my bets on consolation prices Just ain't my style I've gotta get sixsixsix I've gotta go Won't you burn with me when I make that show Soulseller - got a sale for you

Hockey Hair

ATMOSPHERE "You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having"
You can't imagine how much fun we're having [Slug] Stop it there without a care to what you've got to fear Keep it all between your beer and your hockey hair A lot of weird people traits and ticks From the strangers to these dangerous faces you kiss You know this town ain't cool as it used to be When the lion, tigers and bears'd stare at your jewelry Truthfully I'm content with how the day moves Stepped up the game, oops, still rock the same shoes And one-time with them flashing things, they still There to turn the drama into action scenes I'm renting me a vehicle to roll me to the finish line Follow if you wanna, we'll return around dinner time Back hurts a little bit more with every cigarette MY mack learned to never ignore the petty gibberish I walk the clay cocky like MR. Know-It-Also Patiently waiting to pop, shake up the soda bottle Horizontal like a mail-order male whore that came forth Just to show you his pale horse Of course the ones that love him hate him most Heard broken ain't nothing man, she look like she ate a ghost Make a toast to the butter knife, fuck it right Wonder when my butterfly is gonna keep her flutter tight I get way lonely when I'm on the j-o-b And every pretty face acting like they know me Same story, take photos and blow me Like sucking on my pony is some type of a fucking trophy Don't know what to say homie, I understand under the notion that mine is at home under another man Don't even give it two minutes of business Rotate the shoulder blades and keep them chipless Built a prison out of conjugal visits Now I rock a fake grimace on my face to catch the kisses A bag of pot luck, a pint of gut rot emcee's is mockduck tofu tough-talk What the blood clot, jumpshot, fadeaway Watch these white kids eat it up like it was mayonnaise Then he's on to the next city following the destiny Fell asleep drooling on your left titty Indeed I play my part and call it high art Keeping my eye on a piece of that pie chart Smarter than solutions to the Rubic's cube Took it apart and then pulled out a tube of superglue Electric boogaloo, instead of trying to look at you I should stay in my house, sit on the couch and read a book or two Maybe then this space alien can uncover ways to coexist With other homosapiens Until that time comes people know my bum steelo Incognito with mosquitoes and dung beetles It's like that, never the wack in actuals fact It's like this, St. Paul Minneapolis jack It's like that take your head out of the vaginal crack Like what the fuck did you expect I rap

Blizzard On A Broken Mirror

AVANTASIA "The Wicked Symphony"
Faces in this empty room Cited in despair Gazes that I had invoked They're driving me insane now Walls have eyes they're staring down on me From everywhere around In the face of dreams I had Grimaces of pain Now I am turning helpless Callous and alone Waiting for a storm to brew To wash my dream and love and sins away I'm with you I'm the otherside You just gotta try Fly now! No one's gonna care Cause no one's gonna know What no one's ever seen Close your eyes now Kingdom on the broken mirror Close your eyes now Blizzard on the broken mirror The scent of goodbye They're dying away: the sands of time Sands of time Fortune favors just the brave That's what the blessed always say Love will come in time But I'm always late I pray the wine my will to take And those evil hands to tie Wreaking havoc, baneful sight is growing dim Tie the dream I've had my fill Raze the love and tie my will Fires ploughing up my head Oh forgive I will forget Lord are you hiding in the haze? The seventh door I'll try is daze Angel send another storm to face another dawn Close your eyes now Kingdom on the broken mirror Close your eyes now Blizzard on the broken mirror The scent of goodbye They're dying away: the sands of time

409

ICE-T "Rhyme Pays"
It's time to start the party if ya'll don't mind Me and 'E' clean our Adidas with 409 He rocks the highs,I dog the bass Ya wanna hear us rock Here's a taste!!! Every day I make a sandwich with ham and cheese Use miracle whip,I don't like mayonnaise I eat a can of beans,good for my heart About 1 a.m.,I always..... Far from me to bite anothers rhyme They're just too easy to write I do'em two at a time Like doggin' the wax and ya don't quit And if you didn't like that then suck my.... Dictations how I write my raps Cold maxin' with two freaks upon my lap Chillin' on the phone,bookin' more def shows An' if the freaks get illy I smack the.... Whole days of my life are spent inside my bed Just maxin' an' relaxin' like I'm at club med Ya say you like this record,you think it's fun Party people get stupid we just begun!!! [break] You're get,get,gettin' real stupid As the beat hits your body get ill!!! You ain't dumb you paid dollars to party go off!! The girl you're dancin' with has got great hips bug out!! Go on homeboy and grab her..... Tape recorder turn up the bass No time to waste just dog the place R-R-R-Rocket like a missile in space Evil E keeps his 1200s in an anvil case We fly T.W.A.,Pan Am,P.S.A To places close to home,far away L.A.,New York,Detroit,Miami If I see a girl and like her then I let her see my.... Jam rockin's how I got my fame,Ice capital T Evil E's his name If you can't see who's rockin' you must be blind You better clean your gazelles with some 409!!! Go Ice get busy [X2] Go Evil Get busy [X2] Turn up your stereo,equalize treble Bass be kickin' stupid hard as metal On the mic tonight that's right your rhyme opponent M.C. Ice T just microphonin' 33 and 1/3 revolutions per minute This record is def because my heart is in it Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight and precise Special effects will be created by an editor's splice The funk is in it,ya dig it so stop that frontin' Bust a move to my groove work your body do somethin' No way in the world that you can deny my method As my record rotates,my words get more impressive I'm an M.C., Evil's my Dj on Sire Records not M.C.A. C.B.S.,Capitol,cause they move too slow Now Sire/Warner Bros. clocks all the dough As the record revolves money's gettin' made A.S.C.A.P. pays me every time it's played I chill in def leathers pure silks and suede And the gold around my neck will never fade Down with my Syndicate organized rhyme Kickin' def tempos that I design And if you can't hear'em thats such a crime You better wash your dirty ears with some 409 I always rhyme elite,stay on beat Travel in a posse when I walk the street Loved to say my rhymes when I used to max Now I don't speak much,I save my words for wax I just wanna make a little point in this song With a little nonsense we can all get along and on and on Till the break'a break of dawn This jam will never play out because the grooves too strong Guys grab a girl,girls grab a guy If a guy wants a guy,please take it outside I wanna make ya enjoy yourself On the mic tonight Ice T!!Who else Evil's on the cuts,Henry Gee's shot gun Islam's my producer,Bambattas son Bronx Style Bob's cold watchin' my back Melle Mel's just layin' for some punks to act wack Grandmaster Caz and Donald D ,Scott La Rock Red Alert,Chuck Chill Out If you're down with my crew you will be fine But if you ill we'll get dirty-bring your 409!! [BREAK] 409......

Bad Bad Man

FAT JOE "Represent"
Yeah.. now in ninety-three Everybody knows the flav Fat Joe Da Gangsta, yeah You know my style Fat Joe, a.k.a. Da Fat Gangsta I'm no joke, and I'm far from a prankster I got skills, aiyyo word life Suckers is scared, because they know I live trife As I troop down the streets of a ghetto Skins are jockin, and always screamin hello But I keep drivin in my jet black Beamer I'm not a daydreamer, but I'm known as a scheamer I'm dead-ass, when it comes to this And if you fuck around, your moms'll reminisce Thinkin of the good times she spent with her son Somebody shoulda told you that I wasn't the one Yes I'm known to get nuff respect and if you face Fat Joe, well then you face your death Now in ninety-three, it's time to take a stand And you know how I'm livin, I'm a bad, bad, man Niggaz know the flav I'm a bad, bad, man! (cut and scratched 2X) Check it All the old folks, hate my guts Cause I be hittin all they daughters and they big fat butts Cause I'm the papichulo when it comes to rap and if you fuck with me, then you leave handicapped I don't give a fuck, don't care who you are I gotta say peace to my peeps GangStarr Some real motherfuckers from around the hood When I chills with them, we be up to no good Hittin skins, makin ends Loungin with my friends in my fat BM Whether Uptown in the Boogie Down Or checkin out stunts in the Polo Ground See just like Mel, I'm internationally known And I'm mob related, like Al Capone, check it Too hot to handle, blow you like a candle You never catch Joe in the middle of a scandal Now in ninety-three it's time to take the stand And you know how I'm livin, I'm a bad, bad, man! Everybody knows the flav I'm a bad, bad, man! (cut and scratched 2X) One day I was chillin, caught a buckshot The nigga was butt, so then he gets no props Word spread fast around town I was layin six feet deep underground, check it Niggaz wished the worst, but spoke too fast Cause here I am and I'm ready to blast *gunshot* The cops must have missed, takin me for a bitch Because they tried to gas me, and make me turn snitch But I'm not the one for peace So I turned around and said, Fuck the police! I'm the type to handle this on my own Pack two joints and pass one to Tone There's no shame in my game, I do what I gotta do See I'm rollin with a crazy live crew Now in ninety-three it's time to take a stand And you know how I'm livin I'ma bad, bad, man! Yeah! Niggaz know the flav I'm a bad, bad, man! (cut and scratched) Nuff respect to my man Jazzy J Diamond D, Showbiz and A.G., and I'm out Word

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