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PETER ANDRE lyrics - Accelerate

Kiss & Tell

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Sleepless, I lay alone last night We ain't been speaking, ever since we had that fight And it's been 48 hours since I last made a call See this relation's fading it don't make no sense at all All the last times, last times were exiting With nowhere to hide, to hide or reverse This is goodbye; it was fun while it lasted 'Cause everyday it seems like it's just getting worse Maybe we're better off separated We're living two worlds apart I'm feeling like the love has faded And I don't want to break your heart Maybe were better off separated 'Cause it seems like love don't live here no more And these walls keep on falling and falling But it's so hard to let go, let go, let go It's so hard to let go, let go, let go See love was in our hands never thought we were destined to be Every day is a separate plan, see you do you and I do me We're like an hour glass that's fading fast our time is running down See I've never fell for kiss and tell, so I chose to be out All the last times, last times were exiting With nowhere to hide, to hide or reverse This is goodbye; it was fun while it lasted 'Cause everyday it seems like it's just getting worse Maybe we're better off separated We're living two worlds apart I'm feeling like the love has faded And I don't want to break your heart Maybe were better off separated 'Cause it seems like love don't live here no more And these walls keep on falling and falling But it's so hard to let go, let go, let go It's so hard to let go, let go, let go Oh see baby we're changing Both of us losing patience And it's breaking up our relations Baby we've become strangers It's getting way to hard So we just press restart Like two negative ends We're so much better apart We break up, we make up It's like we're running out of steam It's too much, we lose touch We're both not how we used to be It's changing, rearranging See everything's fallen outta place, (yeah yeah) I can't take it Maybe we're better off separated We're living two worlds apart I'm feeling like the fun has faded And I don't want to break your heart Maybe were better off separated 'Cause it seems like love don't live here no more And these walls keep on falling and falling

Love Was New

CHICAGO "Hot Streets"
Remember when we were first falling in love How we planned all the things we would do Beautiful days and the nights all ablaze Hoping our dreams would come true Love was new Rmember the house at the top of the hill How the sunlight caressed all the trees I played all my music I sang you my love The chiming church bells rode the breeze Love was new Time has a way of obscuring our memories And good times are hard to recall Basic survival and day to day living Leaves no time for romance at all I just wanted to say I'm still falling in love Every day with you, every day Remember that Christmas with just a few friends And the whole town was covered with snow We laughed and we loved as we skied in the sun It seems such a long time ago Love was new Something you said one night started me thinking How sweet love is as it begins Taken for granted it slips through your fingers And leaves you on needles and pins But there ain't no way baby that we'd let that happen Our love will always be new I just wanted to say I'm still faling in love Every day with you,falling in love every day with you

Underworld Operations

Lord Finesse
featuring A.G. [Finesse] Suckas out there better pray and shout for help When it comes to skills on the mic I'm out for self Finesse is dangerous so those who came to fuss Will fuck around and get smoked like angel dust Swift with the gift when I'm dropping my shit I do shows collect the dough grab a hoe then I split I'm not the brother to riff and get raw with I grab the mic and get funky as dog shit Many try to bore me and harm me So what you got an army? You're all washed up like laundry It's Lord Finesse, the rap phenomenom I take this more serious than a Muslim do Rhamadan I get loose and stop brothers with the quickness I'm so cool I put fans out of business Suckas try to to copy and beat me They try to see me, but it's not that easy They should take shit slowly, becase they don't know me I'm on the down low, that means I play low key But at a party, I'm quick to rag a mic And brothers can't see me with a satellite So those who want to battle me, step up lively A bad motherfucker is a few words to describe me I raise instead of sinking, I use my head for thinking I'm leaving opponents all dead and stinking I kick game, I got more than a small rap I drop facts on tracks, shit I'm all that Whether foreign or American, I come better than Any specialist or any rap veteran I'm a brother with skills and a good rep That's why all the players want to follow my footsteps So when you hear me, don't comepare me to all the rest They might be good, but they ain't fucking with Lord Finesse Whether you're old or a rapper with a new name I'll bust that ass and send you home on the 2 Train So don't come here looking for a bargain, troop I get looser than a freak in a jogging suit I'm quick to send a nigga home in stitches Don't sing and dance, but I still get the bitches So don't ever diss the smooth rap terrorist I get paid each year to come back and write better shit Me getting done? Now that's a hot one It's like throwing a rock at a man with a shotgun Then you wonder why rappers get murdered fast They talking trast but yet haven't heard the half They don't understand it Cause I'm living gigantic, and I'm the best, goddammit Now you know who's on who's jock When it comes to rhyming I get funkier than an old pair of tube socks You can't fuck with Finesse, pal And when I'm done with ya, send your man for the next round Andre the Giant, tell me how ya living (Get on down to the old slick rhythm) [A.G.] You said I wasn't ready, joke's on you, Jack Because I'm the Giant, but before it was Who's that? I don't get girls that's hard to imagine You be pulling witches, I get the bitches from the beauty pagent It ain't hard to tell, ain't had enough yet? Cause you're wet and I still haven't bust a sweat I'm a fat cat, you're just a kitten Leaving chumps in a slump, because the punks ain't hitting You're low budget, and my skills are so rugged I make peace, but you wanna keep beef, so fuck it Round up the best MC's and confront me One on one, they gets done, they better jump me Me against your crew, now that's a fair fight Me get done one on one? Yeah right Come on and face reality I get hype and pull out a can of brutality You'll get knocked in the first round, you won't even get to brag And ask your girl Do the Giant got the gift of gab? Slit her off, hit her off on the first date Sex, no lies, and plenty of videotape Why didn't you step, yeah you had the chance To face an avalanche, but you'd rather dance Cause you know the consequences To anybody that's comp but just romp and stomp them senseless Cause I speak with a hypertone The baddest motherfucker to ever hold a microphone The mic's in my hands, raise your arms, God Me and Finesse on the same team? Come on, that's a bomb squad Got the things that's wanted by every girl Mack daddy without the Caddy or the jheri curls You got game like me? I doubt it They say pimping ain't easy...what's so hard about it? In front of crowds to get lots of cheers He's Finesse, I'm A.G. and I'm the fuck up out of here Yeah, fat for the 90's, money

Fat For The 90's

Lord Finesse "Return of The Funky Man"
[Finesse] Suckas out there better pray and shout for help When it comes to skills on the mic, I'm out for self Finesse is dangerous, so those who came to fuss Will fuck around and get smoked like angel dust Swift with the gift when I'm dropping my shit I do shows, collect the dough, grab a hoe, then I split I'm not the brother to riff and get raw with I grab the mic and get funky as dog shit Many try to bore me and harm me So what you got an army? You're all washed up like laundry It's Lord Finesse, the rap phenomenom I take this more serious than a Muslim do Rhamadan I get loose and stop brothers with the quickness I'm so cool I put fans out of business Suckas try to to copy and beat me They try to see me, but it's not that easy They should take shit slowly, becase they don't know me I'm on the down low, that means I play low key But at a party, I'm quick to rag a mic And brothers can't see me with a satellite So those who want to battle me, step up lively A bad motherfucker is a few words to describe me I raise instead of sinking, I use my head for thinking I'm leaving opponents all dead and stinking I kick game, I got more than a small rap I drop facts on tracks, shit I'm all that Whether foreign or American, I come better than Any specialist or any rap veteran I'm a brother with skills and a good rep That's why all the players want to follow my footsteps So when you hear me, don't comepare me to all the rest They might be good, but they ain't fucking with Lord Finesse Whether you're old or a rapper with a new name I'll bust that ass and send you home on the 2 Train So don't come here looking for a bargain, troop I get looser than a freak in a jogging suit I'm quick to send a nigga home in stitches Don't sing and dance, but I still get the bitches So don't ever diss the smooth rap terrorist I get paid each year to come back and write better shit Me getting done? Now that's a hot one It's like throwing a rock at a man with a shotgun Then you wonder why rappers get murdered fast They talking trast but yet haven't heard the half They don't understand it Cause I'm living gigantic, and I'm the best, goddammit Now you know who's on who's jock When it comes to rhyming I get funkier than an old pair of tube socks You can't fuck with Finesse, pal And when I'm done with ya, send your man for the next round Andre the Giant, tell me how ya living (Get on down to the old slick rhythm) [A.G.] You said I wasn't ready, joke's on you, Jack Because I'm the Giant, but before it was Who's that? I don't get girls that's hard to imagine You be pulling witches, I get the bitches from the beauty pagent It ain't hard to tell, ain't had enough yet? Cause you're wet and I still haven't bust a sweat I'm a fat cat, you're just a kitten Leaving chumps in a slump, because the punks ain't hitting You're low budget, and my skills are so rugged I make peace, but you wanna keep beef, so fuck it Round up the best MC's and confront me One on one, they gets done, they better jump me Me against your crew, now that's a fair fight Me get done one on one? Yeah right Come on and face reality I get hype and pull out a can of brutality You'll get knocked in the first round, you won't even get to brag And ask your girl Do the Giant got the gift of gab? Slit her off, hit her off on the first date Sex, no lies, and plenty of videotape Why didn't you step, yeah you had the chance To face an avalanche, but you'd rather dance Cause you know the consequences To anybody that's comp but just romp and stomp them senseless Cause I speak with a hypertone The baddest motherfucker to ever hold a microphone The mic's in my hands, raise your arms, God Me and Finesse on the same team? Come on, that's a bomb squad Got the things that's wanted by every girl Mack daddy without the Caddy or the jheri curls You got game like me? I doubt it They say pimping ain't easy...what's so hard about it? In front of crowds to get lots of cheers He's Finesse, I'm A.G. and I'm the fuck up out of here Yeah, fat for the 90's, money

Falling

TEENAGE FANCLUB "Howdy!"
Travelling at the speed of love Hey kids, whats up Remember when I used to be dope, yeah I owned a pocket full of fame But look what you're doing now, Well I know, I know I lost touch with reality, now my personality Is an unwanted commodity (ooh yeah) Can't believe I used to be Mr Steve Austin on the mike (Six million ways) I used to run it I guess Oscar Goldman got mad Cause I got loose circuit's (so loose) I seen the mother goose with the eggs that seemed to be Fallin Fallin Fallin You played yourself [x4] Yo pack my bags cause im out of here My momma don't love me and my momma don't care Read the papers the headlines say Washed up rapper got a song (Rock on) Lingo's busting while the guitar swings B-Side copies for the radio plays (or something) I knew I blew the whole fandango When the drum crew never wore a Kangol Never could be like fake, fish won't bite bait Realise that im over like clover No good lucking so Maze hit the fucking beat While the teenage fans are here I bring it to the blues, I pay all my dues So what's gone dead, let me use my forehead Easy pack it up man, let me stop stalling Cause everything I do is like falling Falling Falling You played yourself [REPEAT TO FADE]

I Miss That Bitch

SNOOP DOGG "Paid Tha Cost To Be Da Boss"
(feat. E. White) [Snoop] This one right here is dedicated to a lot of famous players out there That might have been in love before I know some of you might not think gangstas fall in love (I miss that bitch) But uh, it's true If you been in love like I been in love before, you know It's hard to get with somebody once they gone (I miss that bitch) It's hard to replace that special someone When they just up and you know Dip dive and so socialize And what we gon do right here (I miss that bitch) We go'n kick something over this HiTek beat right here For all the players that lost somebody special And wonder where she at E. White kick that shit (I miss that bitch) [E. White] I got my eyes wide open The whole time I'm holding on to hope with you on my mind It's been a while child, I'm getting down with Dogg I bet my name all around your wall Perhaps I went to jail That left us out of touch Shoulda shot some mail or something Ain't no telling where she at now I be God damn Baby I really wanna see what you got now I'm all grown up with my shit together I don't know if I'mma see you ever I got a woman and shit,but I must admit this You at the top of my list Unforgetable Fuck with them nigga do I still miss, there aint no getting rid of you But in the mean time I'mma get with cha Until I get somebody with your hook up Imma hit ya [Chorus] I miss that bitch She was a pot of gold Her body was cold I don't know where you went Where did you go (I miss that bitch) Shopping around looking around I'm try to see Where could you be How could you do this to me (I miss that bitch) [Snoop] My momma got mad I was young when I hooked up with her One hit and I couldn't stop trippin A long lasting relationship Pass you around, and let my niggas take a hit I used to break you down just to roll you up You the real, you never will slow me up And you was always on my mind Say no more I still miss you at times All of a sudden you lost my interest I packed it up and set about my business You used to have a hold on me Sometimes to the point that they said you controlled me I kept going to jail and all that Get out, fuck with you again, I'm right back I guess I had to learn the hard way baby I'm leaving you alone cause you driving me crazy (I miss that bitch) [Chorus] Ohhhhh Mary, mary, mary Quite contrary Ohhhhh Every time I think about that girl Make a nigga wanna have a wet dream Release some steam ohhhhhh, ohhhhhhh, ohhhhhh I miss that bitch

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