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KEVIN FEDERLINE lyrics - Playing With Fire

Caught Up

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[CHORUS:] Caught up Fists balled up Fight for what’s right, that’s how I was brought up Brought up Heart so tough Felt love, now my emotions are caught up Break up to make up is all we do For the past five years it’s been all about you I aint even been able to do my du Cause all day and night my mind been on my boo But certain situations got me late-night pacing I know it all started when I missed your graduation Handcuffed, back seat, on my way to the station Alcohol on my breath, bout to add to my cases That was my fault, but the rest was you Yeah, I missed my first million cause I left with you But it was all about feelings when I stepped to you Now I’m chopped up feeling like a vegetable [CHORUS] And you know I’m not abusive but sometimes you make me lose it Never put my hands on you though sometimes I wanna do it Got my mind mixed up, like my brain’s in the blender I remember when we both made the change for the better Now we back to our old ways trying to stay together What happened to the sunshine through the bad weather You wear mad leather so I know that you’re depressed And I’m smoking a pack of cigs a day from the stress When we first met you was my lifetime partner My life crime partner, my wife my honor But now I’m feeling like George Bush and Osama We gotta stop this shit put an end to this drama [CHORUS] And all your girlfriends they just snakes in the grass Tellin’ you to dump me but tryin to holla when I pass I just sit back and laugh, they don’t know what you got I’ma ride when things good, and I’ma ride when they not And before I pack it up I hope that we can patch it up I know I say I love you, but baby I can back it up And I hope you can too, cause I’m your man, boo Aint nobody gonna care about you like your man do And I realize it’s destiny, fate got the best of me I knew it ever since the first time you had sex with me Give it another chance, hopefully we’ll make it last Start it all over, leave the rest in the past [CHORUS]

L.a., L.a.

Capone-N-Noreaga/Noreaga/N.O.R.E. "The War Report"
L.A. L.A. big city of dreams but everything in L.A. aint always what it seems you might get fooled if you come from outta town cuz we comin from Queens and gets down Jose-Luis gotcha holdin guns in tons general, Emanual rock emerald government out to get me, tryin to stick me move quickly, yo the god study swiftly Indian style, knees bent, hands together Regulate, drama kickin like East state money to make, 1st of the month son chop the wait break the law and gotta score like before Armageddon, mary-tree smoke wettin if thats jeddy, shoppin sprees are ready My crew in the front got it lock my live niggas in the back got the gat so were true to this black 4-4 like some more 1 to the dome, lubricate your thoughts black mask stole the ride to avoid up north jeopardize my freedom, blink out when I see you but nine out of ten niggas wouldnt wanna be you rob him for his cash and spend it like B-diem(echo) Ah-yo the rap shit is ill kid you make mad dough but still hit your crew off it aint slink-real show some love kid aint no selfish shit here Chorus: repeat 4X Im in too deep, losin sleep I can't call it in love wit this drug shit, loyal and all for it whats a nigga to do? wit no cash at 22 take it, or find the best way to make it fast my mans rakin cash, fuck bein lieutenant Im in it to win it so it might just take a minute to gain grams, put my game plan in action ways to make it happen, to days to get the jack-son once the weight comes, I'm outta state triple sums count my funds, I got guns that cripple sons What's the use of heat, wit no dough to flee the streets caught a trace of no chaser and your dead meat Legal aid type of rider, have you shppied in greens 10 thou for a lawyer now who splits your cream Game is deeper than the sea itself agile moves to make fragile crews deflate under pressure take it to the next measure wit all pleasure and stack treasure....Illegal life forever Yeah all together, like a butter soft leather Been on this planet for 25 years and still strong the worlds rotten like the veins in my fathers arm I remain calm, study Isalm, read the Torah world goin in flames like Sodom and Gomora Niggas dried up layin in the box from the virus commercial thugs tried to bust gats at the livest its like in crime, only will shine real survivors yall hallf-way niggas, I'd advise you not to try this so brace yourself before you get yourself laced fuckin wit them sick Arabic scarface La ellah illa Allah illa Allah your fuckin wit the god Escumar Asdubar Official, my missle rips through your bone gristle why you sneak leavin niggas get locked and blow the whistle for the jake, my mouthpiece remains my new team made my bail, scooped me in the Lex-Coupe now I'm out back to the galaxy of Queens live between the crimes scenes servin fans like fiends....fiends....fiends.... so it seems Yo, eternally the game reverse and burn me my man turn states and took the 1 to 3 snitchin on me, how could it be we was team I guess it got divided by the cream FBI, raided my crib where I live snatch my wife, child welfare took my kids yo I can't live I got hit wit double life bid From the stress, my head throbbin like a tumor its 1 o'clock niggas are lock I catch shuma lay down my towel slide off my suede pumas the rumors spread around the jail like that been down for 6 joints holdin down this flat Latin Kings do they things, ice pick for gats tryin to lay my garbody gats all on they back but never that.... yo..Q-B-C, 2-5 and Mobb Deep mami rest in peace its Allah one love to that nigga Marley Marl

Live On Live Long

Capone -N- Noreaga "The War Report"
[Featuring Khadafi Prodigy (Mobb Deep)] L.A. L.A. big city of dreams but everything in L.A. aint always what it seems you might get fooled if you come from outta town cuz we comin from Queens and gets down Jose Luis gotcha holdin guns in tons general Emanual rock emerald government out to get me tryin to stick me move quickly yo the god study swiftly Indian style knees bent hands together Regulate, drama kickin like East state money to make, 1st of the month son chop the wait break the law and gotta score like before Armageddon, mary-tree smoke wettin if thats jeddy, shoppin sprees are ready My crew in the front got it lock my live niggas in the back got the gat so were true to this black 4-4 like some more 1 to the dome, lubricate your thoughts black mask stole the ride to avoid up north jeopardize my freedom, blink out when I see you but nine out of ten niggas wouldnt wanna be you rob him for his cash and spend it like B-diem(echo) Ah-yo the rap shit is ill kid you make mad dough but still hit your crew off it aint slink-real show some love kid aint no selfish shit here Chorus: repeat 4X Im in too deep, losin sleep I can't call it in love wit this drug shit, loyal and all for it whats a nigga to do? wit no cash at 22 take it, or find the best way to make it fast my mans rakin cash, fuck bein lieutenant Im in it to win it so it might just take a minute to gain grams, put my game plan in action ways to make it happen, to days to get the jack-son once the weight comes, I'm outta state triple sums count my funds, I got guns that cripple sons What's the use of heat, wit no dough to flee the streets caught a trace of no chaser and your dead meat Legal aid type of rider, have you shppied in greens 10 thou for a lawyer now who splits your cream Game is deeper than the sea itself agile moves to make fragile crews deflate under pressure take it to the next measure wit all pleasure and stack treasure....Illegal life forever Yeah all together, like a butter soft leather Been on this planet for 25 years and still strong the worlds rotten like the veins in my fathers arm I remain calm, study Isalm, read the Torah world goin in flames like Sodom and Gomora Niggas dried up layin in the box from the virus commercial thugs tried to bust gats at the livest its like in crime, only will shine real survivors yall hallf-way niggas, I'd advise you not to try this so brace yourself before you get yourself laced fuckin wit them sick Arabic scarface La ellah illa Allah illa Allah your fuckin wit the god Escumar Asdubar Official, my missle rips through your bone gristle why you sneak leavin niggas get locked and blow the whistle for the jake, my mouthpiece remains my new team made my bail, scooped me in the Lex-Coupe now I'm out back to the galaxy of Queens live between the crimes scenes servin fans like fiends....fiends....fiends.... so it seems Yo, eternally the game reverse and burn me my man turn states and took the 1 to 3 snitchin on me, how could it be we was team I guess it got divided by the cream FBI, raided my crib where I live snatch my wife, child welfare took my kids yo I can't live I got hit wit double life bid From the stress, my head throbbin like a tumor its 1 o'clock niggas are lock I catch shuma lay down my towel slide off my suede pumas the rumors spread around the jail like that been down for 6 joints holdin down this flat Latin Kings do they things, ice pick for gats tryin to lay my garbody gats all on they back but never that.... yo..Q-B-C, 2-5 and Mobb Deep mami rest in peace its Allah one love to that nigga Marley Marl

L.A., L.A. (Remix)

NOREAGA "The War Report"
L.A. L.A. big city of dreams but everything in L.A. aint always what it seems you might get fooled if you come from outta town cuz we comin from Queens and gets down Jose-Luis gotcha holdin guns in tons general, Emanual rock emerald government out to get me, tryin to stick me move quickly, yo the god study swiftly Indian style, knees bent, hands together Regulate, drama kickin like East state money to make, 1st of the month son chop the wait break the law and gotta score like before Armageddon, mary-tree smoke wettin if thats jeddy, shoppin sprees are ready My crew in the front got it lock my live niggas in the back got the gat so were true to this black 4-4 like some more 1 to the dome, lubricate your thoughts black mask stole the ride to avoid up north jeopardize my freedom, blink out when I see you but nine out of ten niggas wouldnt wanna be you rob him for his cash and spend it like B-diem(echo) Ah-yo the rap shit is ill kid you make mad dough but still hit your crew off it aint slink-real show some love kid aint no selfish shit here Chorus: repeat 4X Im in too deep, losin sleep I can't call it in love wit this drug shit, loyal and all for it whats a nigga to do wit no cash at 22 take it, or find the best way to make it fast my mans rakin cash, fuck bein lieutenant Im in it to win it so it might just take a minute to gain grams, put my game plan in action ways to make it happen, to days to get the jack-son once the weight comes, I'm outta state triple sums count my funds, I got guns that cripple sons What's the use of heat, wit no dough to flee the streets caught a trace of no chaser and your dead meat Legal aid type of rider, have you shppied in greens 10 thou for a lawyer now who splits your cream Game is deeper than the sea itself agile moves to make fragile crews deflate under pressure take it to the next measure wit all pleasure and stack treasure....Illegal life forever Yeah all together, like a butter soft leather Been on this planet for 25 years and still strong the worlds rotten like the veins in my fathers arm I remain calm, study Isalm, read the Torah world goin in flames like Sodom and Gomora Niggas dried up layin in the box from the virus commercial thugs tried to bust gats at the livest its like in crime, only will shine real survivors yall hallf-way niggas, I'd advise you not to try this so brace yourself before you get yourself laced fuckin wit them sick Arabic scarface La ellah illa Allah illa Allah your fuckin wit the god Escumar Asdubar Official, my missle rips through your bone gristle why you sneak leavin niggas get locked and blow the whistle for the jake, my mouthpiece remains my new team made my bail, scooped me in the Lex-Coupe now I'm out back to the galaxy of Queens live between the crimes scenes servin fans like fiends....fiends....fiends.... so it seems Yo, eternally the game reverse and burn me my man turn states and took the 1 to 3 snitchin on me, how could it be we was team I guess it got divided by the cream FBI, raided my crib where I live snatch my wife, child welfare took my kids yo I can't live I got hit wit double life bid From the stress, my head throbbin like a tumor its 1 o'clock niggas are lock I catch shuma lay down my towel slide off my suede pumas the rumors spread around the jail like that been down for 6 joints holdin down this flat Latin Kings do they things, ice pick for gats tryin to lay my garbody gats all on they back but never that.... yo..Q-B-C, 2-5 and Mobb Deep mami rest in peace its Allah one love to that nigga Marley Marl

I Miss My Homies

MASTER P "Ghetto D"
I want ya'll to play this at funerals in the hood. Til all this black on black crime stop. Some say the blind lead the blind. But in the ghetto you never know, When it's gon be yo time. [Sons of Funk, Mo B. Dick, O'dell] Sittin at the ghetto thinkin bout All my homies passed away (uuunnnggghhh!) Candy painted cadillacs and triple gold That's how me and my boys rolled How could it be Somebody took my boy from me My best friend's gone And I'm so all alone I really miss my homies Even though they gone away I know you in a better place And I hope to see ya soon someday [Master P] I used to hang with my boy even slang with my boy Used to bang with my boy, goddam I miss my boy We started out youngstas in the park throwin birds In your hearse, damn it's sad to see my nigga in the dirt The game got me workin, got me perkin, never jerkin Still blowin dolja fo ya cause I know you up there workin Ya little baby's cool and ya baby's mama straight But today's a sad day to see the t-shirt with ya face From the cradle to the grave, from the streets we used to fall In the park you liked to ball, put yo name upon the wall In the projects you's a legend on the street you was a star But it's sad to see my homeboy ridin in that black car A lotta soldiers done died, a lotta mothers done cried You done took yo piece of the pie but you was too young to retire Why soldiers ride for yo name leave it vain Some Gs never change, damn they killed you for some change Smile for my homie Kevin Miller my boy Randall The ghetto persons that lost they loved ones to these ghetto scandals Take a minute to smile for the dead (uuunnnggghhh!) Smile for the dead (RIP 2Pac, Makaveli) All my homies who done made it to the crossroads (Biggie Smalls) [Sons, Mo B. O'dell] How could it be Somebody took my boy from me (It's like I can't believe you gone) My best friend's gone (Sometimes I feel like I can't go on) And I'm so all alone (Everytime I see something you done left I really miss my homies (It just remind me, more and more of you, dawg) Even though they gone away (I just keep reminiscin) I know you in a better place (Cause I know you alright) And I hope to see ya soon someday (And I keep smilin, knowin I'm a see you in the crossroads] [Pimp C] We used to grip on the grain and flip them candy toys But I'd give up all that bullshit if I could get back my boy Off in the club smokin weed til 3, hollerin at the hoes Spendin $4000 on me on gators and clothes When I turned to rap, he had to chase the game Nigga told me, C, leave that dope, cause rappin is yo thang I ain't gone even lie, some nights I ride and cry Wonderin why the real niggas always the ones to die So I just smoke my weed and try to clear my mind I wish that I had the power to turn back the hands of time I wonder if there's a heaven up there for real Gs For all the niggas in the game that be sellin keys I keep my memories, try to keep my head stromg But baby it's hard to be strong, when yo main homie gone [Sons, Mo B. O'dell] Even though you gone away (Even though you gone, you ain't never gon be forgotten) I know you in a better place (Cause as long as I'm here You gon live through me and other TRU playas) I really miss my homies Even though they gone away I know you in a better place And I hope to see ya soon someday [Silkk] I'm just sittin here dazed thinkin bout all the times we had Thinkin the past, some was good and some was bad Remember Dante It was a group of us, just a group of five Now three dead, one in jail, it seem right now I'm the only one alive To all my soldiers before me, may ya'll rest in peace When He took three, took my soul, just the bodies He at the crossroads guide us out to the rest of me Wishin I could rewind time like demos Me and you gettin girls, writin down numbers like memos Makin million dollar bets, makin all our money stretch like limos Even though I smile, it's sad, but they say gangstas can't cry But if I close my eyes and visualize me together Then I suddenly wanna smile To see you laid down when it's yo time, when your time was up You never seen your child, but he's here to remind us Even though you was wrong, I never could belive that that was true You was with me forever, you could check my rest in peace tattoos See me and C and P forever gon be ridin and thuggin Rest in peace to all the ones that didn't make it And rest in peace to my brother We gon miss you (I love these fools) I know you in a better place (Every time I get on my knees) And I hope to see ya soon someday (I pray for you, I'm glad you in a better place I hope I see ya soon, ain't no more killin Ain't no more fights, and ain't no more tears)

Caught In A Web

DREAM THEATER "Awake"
I. Erotomania (instrumental) II. Voices 'Love, just don't stare' He used to say to me Every Sunday morning The spider in the window The angel in the pool The old man takes the poison Now the widow makes the rules 'So speak, I'm right here' She used to say to me Not a word, not a word Judas on the ceiling The devil in my bed I guess Easter's never coming So I'll just wait inside my head Like a scream but sort of silent living off my nightmares Voices repeating me 'Feeling threatened? We reflect your hopes and fears' Voices discussing me 'Others steal your thoughts They're not confined within your mind' Thought disorder Dream control Now they read my mind on the radio But where was the garden of Eden? I feel elated I feel depressed Sex is death, death is sex Says it right here on my crucifix Like a scream but sort of silent Living off my nightmares Voices protecting me 'Good behavior brings the savior to his knees' Voices rejecting me 'Others steal your thoughts They're not confined to your own mind' [Dialogue by rap artist Prix-mo reading from the book Cultural Revolution .] I don't wanna be here, 'cause of my suffering, 'cause of my illness. Only love is worth having, only love is what matters, loving every people on equal terms. You've got to know who you're dealin' with, because, like a stranger, a-heh, just might come in through here with a gun... and then, what would you do? (Heh.) Everything is immaterial... 'n' you know that reality is immaterial. This is not reality... I'm kneeling on the floor Staring at the wall Like the spider in the window I wish that I could speak Is there fantasy in refuge? God in politicians? Should I turn on my religion? These demons in my head tell me to I'm lying here in bed Swear my skin is inside out Just another Sunday morning Seen my diary on the newsstand Seems we've lost the truth to quicksand It's a shame no one is praying 'cause these voices in my head keep saying... 'Love, just don't stare.' 'Reveal the Word when you're supposed to.' Withdrawn and introverted Infectiously perverted 'Being laughed at and confused keeps us pleasantly amused enough to stay.' Maybe I'm just Cassandra fleeting Twentieth century Icon bleeding Willing to risk salvation To escape from isolation I'm witness to redemption Heard you speak but never listened Can you rid me of my secrets? Deliver us from darkness? Voices repeating me 'Feeling threatened? We reflect your hopes and fears.' Voices discussing me Don't expect your own Messiah This neverworld which you desire Is only in your mind. III. The Silent Man A question well served 'Is silence like a fever?' 'A voice never heard?' 'Or a message with no receiver?' Pray they won't ask Behind the stained glass There's always one more mask Has man been a victim Of his woman, of his father? If he elects not to bother Will he suffocate their faith? Desperate to fall Behind the Great Wall That seperates us all When there is reason Tonight I'm Awake When there's no answer Arrive the Silent Man If there is balance Tonight he's Awake If they have to suffer There lies the Silent Man Sin without deceivers A God with no believers I could sail by On the Winds of Silence And maybe they won't notice But this time I think It'd be better if I swim When there is reason Tonight I'm Awake When there's no answer Arrive the Silent Man If there is balance Tonight he's Awake But if they have to suffer There lies the Silent Man

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