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Lethal B lyrics

New Era

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Yeh, yeh, yeh, Pow!Pow!Pow Pow Pow! Yeh, yeh a y'all listen (listen), Dis is da New Era (New Era), Da youngers (Da youngars), Eastsides finest (East), Pow!Pow!, Fire Youngers (Youngers), Youngers slew dem (Slew Dem), Kamikaze ('Kaze), Scare Dem (Scare Dem), Now listen, Next, listen, dis is da next level, East, Eastsides finest, Pow!,Pow Pow Pow Pow Pow!

On Point

Heavy D. And The Boyz "Heavy"
featuring Q Tip (Q Tip) Yo Yo what listen Come in the jam and do what say Yo Listen People come around you need to listen Clear that shit out your ear and just listen What come on nigga yo come on listen What say what say what uh yo listen Come on everybody say what ay yo listen Put your hand up in the air ay yo listen (Heavy D) Now we ball out what yall with some pee wee click Its the biggest nigga you know eyeing your chick Must be in your blood cause you dying to trick And it must be brand new cause it dont even fit So leave all that vulgarious life to me Cause im the only cat out here thats right to be Laid out on beaches with sand on the back But my man soon did hand to hand handling tracks But all of us together on top of the world Bond when we click like a string full of pearls Got big dreams like big ammunition So people all around Ay Yo you should listen (Q-Tip) Come in the jam and do what say Yo Listen People come around you need to listen Clear that shit out your ear and just listen What come on nigga yo come on listen What say what say what uh listen Come on everybody say what ay yo listen Put your hand up in the air ay yo listen Do this shit with flare ay yo listen (Heavy D) What you looking at ay yo you never seen a superstar before All up in my grill since I walked threw the door Yall bought tickets when I went out on tour Now you trying to front like you dont love me no more Thats cool though see I wanna come threw your town At the next show watch the Heavy get down You duck what the F... dont say that Yall know what I mean Biggie dont play that Where your loyalty lie for this fly royalty guy do it die And Im lying in the sky till you well run dry And your thirsty for fly Its D your going to be missing so take heed and listen (Q-Tip) And, Yo, Do, Listen, Everybody all then around ay yo listen People in the ghettos and such ay yo listen Yo, yo my heart you touch ay yo listen Put your hands up in the sky ay yo listen Dance cause you know that you fly ay yo listen Heav D burning the joint ay yo listen 3rd joint yo get the point ay yo listen (Heavy D) Yo, yo, yo when I leave the whip what yall notice first The dime chick or the crusifix Lets make it bubble we goin' keep it suttle My name Dwyer my game tight beleive it yall going to hear me tonight And then some Im handsome with a diva habit Competition I crush them then I brag about it Exquisite who is it Heav D and these ladies got a thing for me And all these R B chicks be wanting to sing to me Now fly girls is you with me (Hell Yeah) And all my dogs is ya with me (Hell Yeah) On the microphone Heav Corlione shine like chrome I keep you movin till your ass was scrome (Q-Tip) Yo check it out yo ay yo do listen Checkit out yo listen say what ay yo listen Everybody hands in the sky ay yo listen Yo cause we do it we fly ay yo listen Push it around and move it yo listen Get up clean out your ears and just listen Yo come here and just listen yo listen Yo clean out your ear listen yo listen Heav D bringing it yo ay yo listen Ay yo chh... uh uh uh ay yo listen Push your hands up in the sky ay yo listen Real fly tunnel and shit ay yo listen Burn it up in the ! ay yo listen Turn it up ay yo come on just listen Turn it up ay yo come on just listen Check it out yo listen ay yo yo listen Yo check it out in the place ay yo listen Yo turn it up ay yo ay yo listen yo [till fade]

Mandolin Rain

BRUCE HORNSBY "The Way It Is"
Mandolin Rain B. R. Hornsby/John Hornsby The song came and went Like the times that we spent Hiding out from the rain under the carnival tent I laughed and she'd smile It would last for awhile You don't know what you got till you lose it all again Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go A cool evening dance Listening to the bluegrass band takes the chill From the air till they play the last song I'll do my time Keeping you off my mind but there's moments That I find, I'm not feeling so strong Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go Running down by the lakeshore She did love the sound of a summer storm It played on the lake like a mandolin Now it's washing her away again Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go The boat's steaming in I watch the sidewheel spin and I Think about her when I hear that whistle blow I can't change my mind I knew all the time that she'd go But that's a choice I made long ago Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go

Story to Tell

JA RULE "Venni Vetti Vecci"
Aiyyo yo yo yo All y'all niggaz C'mon! Yo gather round Lay it up I got a story to tell All y'all niggaz gather round Hear this, hear this Listen up I got a story to tell Huh, listen up I got a story to tell Yeah, yeah, all y'all niggaz Listen up I got a story to tell C'mere, c'mere hear this, hear this Listen up I got a story to tell Yo, it's widespread Thoroughbred, shockingly took two to the head Knowledge me God, the shit I'm bout to holler is hard From start, this little nigga had a hell of a heart His pops, bangin that shit in his arms, broken A young mind distorted emotions, is there an upside His brother got murdered up North by nietas My ma, battlin, cancer, of the colon At the tender age of thirteen, watchin his world close in Blood damn near frozen, from a heart so cold It ain't pumpin out the love no mo', and I feel that Cause God, when you really need it, where the love at That's why a lot of niggaz got more faith in they gat Freeze that like a photo, take it with you and know This lil' nigga bout to kill all comers for cash flow His role model, the heat, cause it runs streets His motto: 'Nobody eats but me!' Finally this young thug turned pro Used to show love now he got nuttin but hatred and foes Five-double-oh's, hoes so deep He the type of nigga that got it and break down a key Remember me J to the A, R-U-L, E baby Smell the beef, and continue to uhh, give 'em hell Fill they bodies with shells and leave niggaz with a story to tell, uh-huh Listen up I got a story to tell On the streets we got guns and drugs for sale Cause you hoes know the game that we play is real Keep your mind on the money and your weapons concealed Listen up I got a story to tell I'm prayin to God, know I'm goin to hell If it's out of my hands, I'll let time prevail, huh Listen up I got a story to tell Listen up I got a story to tell Yeah, uhh, yeah Let me holla at y'all Son in B'More, we scored more, than ever before Copped the two door, six-double-oh off a roll Show no love for loss since big eight be that lucky number, we slammed eight of those in Kentucky Kept the currency comin, mo', diamonds New clothes L.A. hoes that'll ride us pronto Once you, lived in luxury, you can't leave it Find yourself, turnin broke bitches into divas Can you believe this In Cleveland we cuttin these niggaz Creepin Tie em on every block, til we shut down shop So keep your glock cocked, one in the head Push the five series drop just in case we gotta spit and spread The alibi be simply, we was in the Carribean with two of our women friends sippin Remi and Henny From there we'll flow, to the Florida Keys and blow trees Fuck a couple of hoes and spend some cheese That's how a boy's life is supposed to be Make our way to N.O. cause we, Bout It Bout It Then down to D.C. where they, cock it pop it Listen up life is nuttin but the hot shit, from here to Wisconsin Y'all niggaz can get it constant It ain't hard that's like pushin dope in the 5th Ward And just to get to God, I'll go through hell and leave the world, a story to tell, heh Listen up I got a story to tell On the streets we got guns and drugs for sale And you hoes know the game that we play is real Keep your mind on the money and your weapons concealed, huh Listen up I got a story to tell I'm prayin to God, know I'm goin to hell If it's out of my hands, I'll let time prevail Listen up I got a story to tell Listen up I got a story to tell Listen up I got a story to tell...

Sensations

ALPHAVILLE "Afternoons In Utopia"
listen to the news, changes are coming soon atlantic engineers and cities in the moon you better look across the ocean, tell me what you see the southern cross explodes into the colours of the sea mighty maomoondog skips across the waves kick the door and hit the shore and be somebody else supersonic landscapes are melting in your hair bubblegum comediens planting skylarks in the air here we go with the new sensation we're on every station such a kind of a legend to turn you on dig that rhythm, genie and listen to the voice of the dolphins listen to your radio all across the planet, politicians tremble continental sister's rocking with the liquid gambler now the time is here, now it's coming true the enigmatic extasy is overwhelming you acrobats and comets are streaking by 40.000 sirens are wailing at the sky innersexual circuits are cruising without fear all inviting you for partytiming here that's the start of the new sensation.. ...dig that band listen to me, listen to the voice of the dolphin you better return to the sea listen to his majesty you better return to the sea you better return to me.. gold/1979

Listen

Cindy Morgan "Listen"
Cindy Morgan: Listen Would you listen, would you listen There's a baby crying down in Bethlehem Would you listen, would you listen To the voice of hope that's ringing through the land People listen, listen But still don't understand Would you listen, would you listen There's a great man preaching sending out His word Would you listen, would you listen To the truth He speaks and still He is not heard Would you listen, would you listen To a great man preaching turn your head around People listen, listen But still don't understand Chorus But don't you know His love will shine down on you Oh and yes His peace will come in and rescue Don't you know His blood will cleanse you and save you If you will open up your ears and open up Your heart and listen Would you listen, would you listen There's a hammer ringing, ringing through the land Would you listen, would you listen To a cruel, cruel message Crucify the man People listen, listen Cause His blood is falling in the sand When the baby cried we closed our ears to wisdom When the word was preached we closed our minds to love And when the hammer rang we closed our hearts to Jesus Now will you listen, listen, listen Open up your ears, open your heart Open up your mind and open up your soul Open up your heart, yeah, open up your heart and listen Text: Cova Morgan / Music: Cova Morgan, Cindy Morgan, Andrew Ramsey 1996 Lola Max Music / Word Music (a div. of Word, Inc.) / ASCAP / Drew's Groove Publishing / BMI

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