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JME lyrics - Integrity>

Pulse 8

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I used to have ten youts knocking my door Asking me to roll out and lick cars Now I've got 25 youts knocking my door Still asking me to spit bars At least they're not knocking and running Plotting and gunning, shotting and bunning If my crew knocked man's door back in the day It would be to hot him and run in 20 past 4 in the morning And I'm still up, I ate too late My belly got fill up, all the mandem look tired Fam, I don't blaze But I can bill up, so if I get bored I might mm, bill it At studio, I'm like mm, kill it Then I duck from the room and I jump in the booth When I dump on the tune Rudeboy, hush Don't ask me why I'm in a rush Don't ask me why I'm not tweeting I'm in Brent Cross, man I'm shopping in Lush If you know me, phone me I'm a go eat on my lonelies I'm in Nandos with a veggie wrap Or I'm sitting in Leon, munching a gobi Whichever one's nearer Vegan, now I see clearer No meat, no cheese, no milk, no eggs Don't believe me? Ask Sarah Stop staring, you're not four-eyed I only put good food in my jaw-side Sensodyne Classic, Listorene citrus Cause I don't wanna have no fluoride Big up the man that know The girls that know, teachers that know Parents and children that know If you don't know, Boy Better Know If anybody try draw my ting I'm a have to have words with friends To avoid the clash of clans Man might go for a run with Tempz Man might go for a run with Tim Good food will turn a Fatboy Slim Man like me perform to keep trim Spit two bars, don't have to go gym We play grime all over the world still Man bopping their head like Churchill When us man touch down in New York, it's lit Ask Virgil Ask Bari, crazy baldhead, word to Bob Marley I will sit up on a riddim so neatly Now they wanna bite me like Charlie Charlie bit me (ow, Charlie!) Test me, you and what army? I'll wear a Pagan out like Pagani I'm gone, BRB

Trans-Global Express

THE JAM "The Gift"
Ordinary people don't get time to think Not that it's their fault Cos you have to hustle and bustle about your work Just to make sure the food gets bought Goverments threaten you with recession Then they threaten you with war How the other side wants to take away All the things you ain't got no more Keep us divided with their greed and hate Keep you struggling to put the food on your plate. Imagine if tomorrow the workers went on strike Not just british leyland but the whole world Who would earn their profits? Who would make their bombs? You'd see the hands of oppression fumble And their systems crash to the ground And you men in uniform will have to learn the lesson too Not to turn against your own kind Whenever governments tell you to. Get the trans-global express moving And see our marvellous leaders quiver They know that if it happens Their lazy days are over The day the working people join together We'll all rest much more easy The responsibilty you must bear When it's your own future in your hands Maybe a hard one to face up to But at least you will own yourself!

Skye Boat Song

Celtic Folk
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chorus: Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing, Onward, the sailors cry. Carry the lad that's born to be king over the sea to Skye. Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar, Thunderclaps rend the air, Baffled our foes stand by the shore, Follow they will not dare. (chorus) Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep, Ocean's a royal bed. Rock'd in the deep Flora will keep watch o'er your weary head. (chorus) Burned are our homes, exile and death, Scattered the loyal man. Yet ere the sword, cool in the sheath, Charlie will come again. (chorus) This song commemorates the escape of Bonnie Prince Charlie from these shores when Flora MacDonald took him, disguised as a serving maid, from Uist to Skye in a small boat. Flora is buried at Kilmuir on the north coast of Skye. Prince Charlie near Rome where he was born.

She'll Leave You With A Smile

This ain't no disco This ain't no country club either, this is L.A. All I wanna do is have a little fun before I die Says the man next to me out of nowhere It's apropos of nothing he says his name is William But I'm sure he's Bill or Billy or Mac or buddy And he's plain ugly to me, and I wonder if he's ever Had a day of fun in his whole life We are drinking beer at noon on Tuesday In the bar that faces the giant car wash And the good people of the world Are washing their cars on their lunch breaks Hosing and scrubbing as best they can In skirts and suits And they drive their shiny Datsuns and Buicks Back to the phone company, the record stores, too Well, they're nothing like Billy and me 'Cause 1-All I wanna do is have some fun I got a feeling I'm not the only one... Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard I like a good beer buzz, early in the morning Billy likes to peal the labels from his bottles of bud He shreds them on the bar then he lights up every match In an oversized pack letting each one burn Down to his thick fingers before blowing and Cursing them out, he's watching The bottles of bud as they spin on the floor And a happy couple enters the bar Dangerously, close to one another The bartender looks up from his want ads (rpt 1) Otherwise the bar is ours, the day and the night And the car wash, too, the matches and the Buds, and the clean and dirty cars, The sun and the moon , 'Cause (rpt 1)

Who Wants This?

Shake (Uh-huh) shake (Uh-huh) Shake, shake, shake (Woo) shake, shake [Chorus (x4) with various ad-libs] Who wants this Who wants this Who wants this Really, really wants this [Smilez] Yo, yo girls I get em' now Flows I spit em' now Haters, I sit em' down With the mack or the pound Understand dog, I'm tryin' to get it all I'm a pro at this, y'all just arena ball Who wanna mess with me Who wanna rock and roll and get it on with the black Elvis Presley Keep that beat on new, you soon old news Dude can freestyle but he can't recoop What's the sense in that, a million off this track We big dogs in rap, y'all just aristocats Name ya price man If I spit long enough at a white man he'll turn dark-skinned That's how hot I get, so next time I spit You'll wrap it up like you was Islamic And get on all fours, listen up y'all I only got one question, it's the chorus [Chorus x4 with ad-libs] [Southstar] Now watch how I do this Crowd, I'ma move it Teacher, I'm a school kid Careers, I'ma ruin, rhymes so fluid Tracks I abuse it Right about now yo brain, you gon' lose it Southstar is the name With infrared aim Fog up windows cause all I speak is flame While y'all be playin' I'ma change the game Huh, faster than y'all can change lanes (WOO!) Stay spittin' chrome Stay splittin' domes Take wives cause I'ma stay splittin' homes Always gettin' hoes Rap professional Top vote getter, rap intro Who better than I Who want it with I Only thing that I haven't done yet is die Prepare for the song, remember you been warned I destroy more blocks than atomic bombs [Chorus x4 with ad-libs] [Bridge] Here we go in the back again cause players gon' ball tonight It's just Smilez and one Southstar, sho' nuff gon' get ya right If ya wanna come test me now, be prepared for a hella fight And if ya hurt or ya come too late cause y'all scared some And y'all ain't ready, see y'all ain't ready [Southstar] See we about to get paid Wait till the song's played Track so hot that you'll have it on ya two-way Fuck what they all say, you gon' be like 'no way' You gon' like us so much you gon' turn gay [Smilez] Yeah and I'm about cake If you not then skate Ya man flow like water, throw him in a lake My rhymes cigarettes, I want more beverages You miscarriagin' girl if you listenin' [Southstar] Ha ha, leave ya wife stuck Fuck ya life up Is it really my fault that ya rhymes suck Need I remind you no one gonna sign you Hope you know Braille cause I'm about to blind you [Smilez] Yeah, so get ya man okay Before I get out weight And make his whole damn body do the Harlem Shake You don't want it with us, you don't want it with me Smilez and Southstar fish out MC's You don't want it with us, you don't want it with me Southstar and Smilez, here for a while [Chorus x4 with ad-libs]

Increase The Pressure

King Prawn
they wanna get my arse in gear and make a contribution if i don't then i'm gonna feel the wrath of retribution don't wanna ask for 'more' a distraction to the door of freedom, liberty, rejection of their law you revel in self-glory thinking the battle has been won a product of your history but we can steal it from your sons masked up and hooded we raise a clenched fist state politics of hypocrites respond like terrorists with a shot to the top this method will rock sowing the seeds of discontent the structure will rot light the fuse, stop the abuse 'round their neck they wear a tie but soon they'll wear a noose yes we have hunger no place to shelter keeping us in purdah time to say 'basta' increase the pressure reject the power you sit on top of a mountain built on misery and suffering your lofty throne will fall and heads will come down rolling work the slave-driver, evict the landowner the army's coming to town to restore the bossman's order true colours now you show your might want to stop the flow the battle may be lost today but the war we'll win tomorrow cos we are many and we are one they stare into our eyes down the barrel of a gun yes we have hunger no place to shelter living in purdah witness to the murder

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