Laygh all you want to
But, I'm holding on to you
Right from here on in,
You wanna bet
You'll sluff me off
And I'll beg 'till you soften,
And ten to one I'll win
You wanna bet,
taunt me,
call me a pest,
But quite strangely,
you'll be impressed,
It's destiny.
Then by and by,
You and I will be we,
What a great duet,
You wait and see
Though you don't agree.
You wanna bet
You'll hold on to me
Taunt me,
call me a pest,
but quite strangely
You'll be impressed
Yes, it's destiny
Then by and by
You and I will be we
What a great duet,
You wait and see
Though you don't agree
You wanna bet,
You'll hold on to me,
Just you wait and see,
I didn't want to have to say this to you
It's not that I don't love you
I just can't be explaining to everyone why you hurt me
That's why I want to keep us between you and me
You'd understand if you were treated like me
It's not that people run me
But they can see when I am hurtin'
They know it's not me
So don't make me the blame
You need to change
You say later, you're not ready
To make a commitment to me
It will take some time
Should've known before we started
You act one way when you are around me
When we are in public you are so different
I know that you treat me bad
But I can't get away
Let's just keep it undercover
I don’t wanna be embarrassed so
I don't want anybody to know
Didn't we decide that
We don't want anybody to know
What we do when we're alone
We don't want anybody to know
I know that people would never understand me
'Cause they can only judge whatever they see
And I know what they'll say if they look at me
If I had all the answers to what they would ask
Still they wouldn't realize the love that we have
So now I have to deal with living secretly
'Cause to me love is worthless with no you and me
And it should be clear how I ride for you but
Tell me if I've made it clear to you
If you can't understand this then maybe we need
To give up on each other until you believe
Everything we go through is all because of you
And you don’t have to do the things that you do
'Cause I've been the same since we began
[Ced Gee]
Aiyyo Keith, you know what I was thinkin about?
You know how we go to those parties, and the whack rappers
who got a lil' hot record tryin to act like they don't know us
Ya, y'know the, the fake ones, who try to
They imitatin LL Cool J one month, then this month they Africans
Or they wear a lot of polka dots cause they think it's commercial
Or they sing a lot in their records - what'chu think about that?
[Kool Keith]
A lot of rappers can't talk - they're quite stupid
They rhyme and they stutter - they're quite Cupid
But I know the deal, they only rhyme on a slow beat
Some lookin for slack and bustin rhymes with no heat
Soft as Cottonelle and rolls of Scott tissue
They wanna be down, it's time to bust the issue
Now you think you're hard, with 57 bodyguards
Runnin around, lookin bummy and extra
Cause you think the people, wanna move and get next ta
You're paranoid, about your gangster fantasy
Now look at the swift pro and face reality
So watch your back end, you slip and you're slackin
See I don't talk to the weak and the whack and
MC's step back and, I damage they industry
Then play like a fool, like you never did notice me
Now hop on the jock and, now see who's rockin
Don't give me no pound, cause you ain't down
Clown... you're nobody, tryin to act like you're large
[Ced Gee]
You're nobody, nobody, you're nobody, nobody
You're nobody, nobody, you're nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Just nothing, you're a piece of shit... you're nobody
My record is fly, your record's a big flop
Now in this new year, it's time for a real drop
As I take a picture, great pose and black beat
With Keith in the limo, countin cash in the back seat
You did a cheap show, no cash in Birmingham
And while you was gone, we signed a new deal with Polygram
But you don't think so, you're probably jealous man
You know that we're dope, but you're scared to just tell us man
Cause you like that happy stuff, the two-faced DJ
You'll soon lose your job, with the records that you play
Got a little juice at a New York station
So what you don't play me? I'm on heavy rotation
Across America, in funk formation
Around the world and, with heavy persuasion
The man at hand to grand the stand in total command
- and plus I must say damn
Well some of you groups play, like you're with the people
Like we're united, we're all equal
But when people see, you try to act like DeBarge
But you're nobody, tryin to act like you're large
Yeahhh, you're nobody, nobody
You're nobody, nobody, you're nobody, nobody
You're nobody, nobody, you're nobody, nothing
You're nobody, nobody, you're nothing, diarrhea
[Kool Keith]
You got these African rappers who try to act like they African
They're playin themselves and dressin up like they African
But I'm in New York, chillin hard on the city street
Where crime and drug wars, my bouts in city be
While you be a fool, you think it's worse than Africa?
Like Ice Cube said, I gotta giggle and laugh at ya
So what are you doin, so what are you sayin?
So what are you gettin it, so why are you playin?
Cause you just a phony plus, the Queen don't impress me
Preachers and teachers, rebel ones come test me
While you catch amenesia, and go into seizure
I treat you like pinball, and show you I played ya
Out of the box like a old pair of socks and
Choose to go when, now see who's flowin
Keepin in step the rep the pep for those who slept
Yep, I'm not a new jack swing man
So groups that perpetrate, they can't even sing man
Drivin around, owin cash on a Benzo
Your payments are due, your car is not even paid for
... you're nobody, tryin to act like you're large
[Ced Gee]
Yo yeah that 'bout some that up Keith man
Just just y'know what we gon' do we gon' keep on schoolin
She left me hangin' by a thread again
I stood there waiting like a fool for her
I never dreamed that I'd be in this place
But here I am all alone
It's not the first time that she's walked away
Changed all our plans within the blink of an eye
And looking back it's always been the same
But I refused to see it all for what it was
Has anybody ever felt this way
Has anybody been ripped apart
Anybody give everything to the one they love
Am I the only one left behind
Am I the only one who hates goodbyes
God I know this can't go on forever
I wonder if she ever thinks of me
And all the promises she swore to keep
Some nights I lay in bed just burning up
'Cause I know that she's out with someone else
I was the one who gave up everything for her
When no one would listen I heard every word, oh
It took me so long to see that maybe I am better off alone
God I know this can't go on
All I wanna do is just move on
God I know this can't go on forever
Yeah I know this won't go on forever
I'm a bubble in a sound wave, a sonic push for energy
Exploding like the sun, a flash of clean light hope
All you scientists can hold your breath
Can I decide to show myself, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
(Take me to the source of chaos let me be the butterfly)
Oh my, oh oh
(Imperfect symmetry has underlying poetry in rhyme)
If you think like Thomas Edison could you invent a world for me
Now all that's on the surface are bloody arms and oil fields
Could I turn this place all upside down
And shake you and your fossils out? Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
(You can't predict everything with Newton like certainty, why)
Oh my, oh oh
('Cause it floats around all we see with oscillating energy on high)
And you soothe yourself with the sounds you know
You tune out out, out the hypnotic drone
Perfect hexagon of the honeycomb
And you soothe your soul with the shapes you know
Should I come outside and run your cars?
Should I run your rockets to the stars?
Could you invent a world for me? I need to hear a symphony
If I'm to run the future, you've got to let the old world go, oh oh
Oh, oh, oh
(Take me to the source of chaos let me be the butterfly)
Oh my, oh oh
(Imperfect symmetry has underlying poetry in rhyme)
And you soothe yourself with the sounds you know
You tune out out, out the hypnotic drone
Perfect hexagon of the honeycomb
And you soothe your soul with the shapes you know
Your word for me is fusion but is real change an illusion
Could I turn this place all upside down
And shake you and your fossils out?
If I'm to run the future you've got to let the old world go
Could you invent a world for me? I need to hear a symphony, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
(You can't predict everything with Newton like certainty, why)
Oh my, oh oh
Tytanic, let's wake 'em up, ya heard?
Yeah, it's real out here
Killa block notch, wit' the ODB
NYC, CP-3, nigga, what?
Let me ask you a question
What do you think about the game now? (What you think about it now?)
How you feel like my name now (How you feel 'bout me now?)
How you feel like C now?
What do you think about the ODB now? (What?)
What do you think about the game now? (What you think about it now?)
How you feel like my name now (How you feel about me now?)
How you feel like my name now (I told you I wanted somethin')
Yeah, bite that point, the habit apprievin'
No hope to find, that you're misbehavin'
Link your crupid, fuck your brewin'
Flash the burgers on your crewin'
Cuz the monks, skippin' from the other MC's
I got the amazing ability
I get on the mic so you can have a ball
I could fly through the air and stick to the wall
I could take a punch or get hit by a car
Could go to the nearest or farthest star
As a matter of fact it's what I won't talk about
Pop a word out of trace just to be in the house
So pimped out about my big spendish
I got a 20, 6 O'Clock extra chrystall
Anybody dat wanna pop off at the lip
Anybody that wanna give me banana split
It's only E-40, Murder in this bitch
All the money motivated me to biatch
Three soldiers from the East, South and West
Street soldiers holdin' it down for they vets
I'm C-Murder, murder mass ten, I'm wit' the Dirty Bastard
And my flows comin' faster than a jet to Alaska
I ask ya how you feelin' my collabo'
The CP3, the ODB from NYC the ghetto B
Light it up, let it cook, look in the mirror, let me crush
Don't worry about how it looks, put some momey on my books
Only God can judge me now
That's when I heard the click click, I was Christened
I ain't with them are you wid that
Let them whistles out them pistols
Let loose on them troops and then shake 'em like Cherok smoke
I slam dunk 'em like Shaq
I wanna be free, I'm not guilty, do you feel me?
Hey sluggin', wanna hit this rock dowm (rock down)
I only got one world, mane, I feel like take this to the thick of him
Under there, got the smell, you do the hoe you hear
Fuck it there, let me get a swig of that Thunder Bird
OK, it's cute, it's squashed
Now, no though mane, lets have a back wash
Yeah you trippin', "no I ain't", yeah you is
That boy spittin', what's his name? 40, quarter, biatch
I stage a place, place stage a me
I'm a vision of truth, just a true MC
Love hiphop so much, mic won't untouched
Thugs grow unbust, bitch won't get fucked
Every 40 ounce cracked, every napsack packed
Ol' Dirty kickin' your ass, the record gets scrapped
Oh, the record gets scrapped, the record gets scrapped
And there you have it
E-40 the bonzerelli
The ballatician from the Soyo block soil
Turf hall, been through it all
Hard 'til we have it all (hard 'til we have it all)
Ay look it's C-Murder and Ol'Dirty Bastard
If you don't stay your ass out of trouble
What's up boy? ODB
We got the same motherfuckin' birthday
Novermber the 12th to be exact motherfuckers
What the fuck you drinkin'? Fortay
Praise the Lord, God Almighty
The praise of Christ enters our hearts
Holy nation never to part
Worthy is the Lamb, who was slain
To receive power, wealth, wisdom, strength, honour, glory, and praise
Inhabit our praise o'Lord
Encircle us with Your presence
Praise the Lord, God Almighty
Who is Who was
He's taken great power
And has begun to reign
Inhabit our praise o'Lord
Lady Godiva, I ain't never met a girl like you, not
like you
You take me higher, and when I fall you're my
parachute, ya it’s you
Cause I'm feeling like you're so sexy, you're so crazy
I ain't met no one like you lately
Time flies by and I don't notice when I'm with you
And you ain't drama, you ain't tripping
Other girls talk, but you just listen
You're so special, don't know anybody like you
[Chorus]
Nobody's perfect, but you just might prove me wrong
Well I guess, you're not just anybody, anybody
Look past the surface, and you're still beautiful
Well I guess, you're not just anybody, anybody
My Mona Lisa you just might be one of a kind, you're so rare
I'd fly to meet ya,
London, Paris, Rome, girl I will go, if you're there
Cause I'm feeling like you're so sexy, you're so crazy
I ain't met no one like you lately
Time flies by it, I don't notice when I'm with you
And you ain't drama, you ain't tripping
Other girls talk, but you just listen
You're so special, don't know anybody like you
[Chorus]
Nobody's perfect, but you just might prove me wrong
Well I guess, you're not just anybody, anybody
Look past the surface, and you're still beautiful
Well I guess, you're not just anybody, anybody
(Bond Scene)
Girl: I just want you to know that if all that was left of you was your smile and your little finger, you'd still be more of a man than anyone I have ever met.
Bond: That's because you know what I can do with my
little finger.
Girl: I have no idea.
Bond: But you are aching to find out.
Girl: You have me there, you can have me anywhere.
Bond: Does this mean that your…warming to me?
Girl: Yeah. That's how I would describe it. I'm afraid
I'm a complicated woman.
Bond: That is something to be afraid of. Whatever is
left of me, whatever I am, I'm yours.
[Chorus]
Nobody's perfect, but you just might prove me wrong
Well I guess, you're not just anybody, anybody
Look past the surface, and you're still beautiful
Well I guess, you're not just anybody, anybody
Nobody's perfect, but you just might prove me wrong
Well I guess, you're not just anybody, anybody
Look past the surface, and you're still beautiful
Well I guess you're not just anybody, anybody
Well I guess you're not just anybody, anybody
Verse 1
Can't you feel the pain that's killing me inside
(it's hurting me)
I think you don't know how many days and nights I've cried
(I will believe)
That I don't need you anymore
It's a relieve for me to see
That you can close that door
Refrain
I am free to see true love and fly away
No more memories of all the lonely days
I am free to see true love and fly away
I don't want you to stay, please walk away
Give me one happy day
Verse 2
There is a world I know without you in my heart
(it's hurting me)
I just forget you and I make a brand new start
(I will believe)
That I don't need you anymore
It's a relieve for me to see
[Intro: One.Be.Lo]
[Beatboxing] Aight, I'm ready
How y'all doin out there?
What's goin on?
Yo, check this out
[Verse 1]
November 7th, 1976, now that's life
Believe I was born to rock a mic (believe it)
If seein is believin, my rhymes is outta sight
I headbutt the mic, one bite could stop the fight
But not tonight, logo the whole twelve, strike!
Then everything changed like a Cinderell' night
I used to freestyle, now I'm jail cell tight
You cats livin lies, seven slide into hell twice
The real mic, rhyme Christ, what is you deaf?
I already told your blind ass thrice like blind mice
But the +Price was Right+, and you was in the limelight
Now every other word you say is wine or ice
What the hell you gon' do when the truth comes to surface
and all your fans recognize fools' gold is worthless?
[Chorus]
Anybody, can think of a dope punchline
Anybody, can make three syllables rhyme
Anybody, can flow for a long ass time
But how many cats you know can feed the mind?
[Verse 2]
Now who got skills is the real question?
I teach these wack MC's a real lesson
I draw the crowd like concealed weapons
That's why they feel threatened, I kill seven
MC's that thought I need the weed to spark an ill session
Been writin rhymes since the age of ill-leven
Now I'm super-varsity, pardon me, your skill's freshman
Your style's no match like Jada and Will "Fresh Prince"
Before One.Be.Lo, hip hop was ill-destined
This industry fulla Uncle Toms, dickheads, Dirty Harrys
Technical revolutionaries with big vocabularies
Legendary, makin majors millions in monetary
But check it, that money that's only momentary..
Who's the master? My mentality is plantation
Lyrically +Proclaim+ to be wack-free, +Emancipation+
The “honest” president, how I represent, how benevolent
Now or never kid, we promise Harriet (promise)
The land of the chosen few
Poetry in motion in the ocean, split it open
you know how Moses do
See, my plan's goin through long and overdue
Sleepin on my crew (wake up) wake up and smell the Folgers brew
My rap photo shoot, snap Polaroids
Represent hip hop like Matlock, you just a court appoint
Stayin true, I hold mics, that the Lord anoint
Hungry for mil's/meals but won't fork it if I know it oinks..
And the name of this jam is..
I am a man, as a man I must think freely
I can't believe all I'm told
I try all I can, all I can, but I see clearly
There is no immortal soul
If God is so just, how can he damn me
If He made me who I am
God is a lie and the lie must be wiped out
Man chooses his own fate
They say that Jesus died to take away my sins
No one takes from me, not even Him
They say the Torah is God's law, more laws to keep me
down
Krsna says there's karma, what goes around comes around
But I'm a nonbeliever, the biggest sinner you ever met
I sin every day, and I'm not dead yet
I'll fight against your God, I'll fight against his lie
Ephesians 4:1-6
As one body we come
with one hope before us
our hearts are open
our hearts are open
As one body we come
with one faith to guide us
our souls are thirsty
our souls are thirsty
Lord, let us drink of your mercy
We are confident of this
that you are the Savior, we believe
One God and Father over all
Your spirit is calling us to your kingdom
As one body we come
with those who’ve gone before us
we will remember, we will remember
As one body we come
with your peace to bind us
bind us together, bind us together
Lord let us be your hands and feet
We are confident of this
that you are the Savior, we believe
One God and Father over all
Your spirit is calling us to your kingdom
And we’ll suffer together
and rejoice together
and we we’ll bless your name together
As one body we come
We are confident of this
that you are the Savior, we believe
One God and Father over all
Confused and abused by, never saw the day
Tearin' yourself apart now, you know you won't stay
All right, oh yeah, never meant to stay
Rejected and repsected for all that you know
You bring it on yourself girl, you never let go
All right, oh yeah, you never let go
Here she stands with her head in hands and
Here she waits alone
Here she cries and no one sighs
Waiting by the phone
Chorus
Does anybody hear you, anyone at all
Anybody dare to call
Does anybody tell you, after the fall
Your life is now
Never saw it comin', you say attention's all you need
Give it to yourself girl, he'll never set you free
All right, oh yeah, he'll never set you free
Here she stands with her head in hands and
Here she waits alone
Here she cries and no one sighs
Waiting by the phone
Why you want me
A mystery that's sure
Better think about the ones that made it
The ones that should
Tell you that you'd be the one, how could you be blind
So many years you've come undone, you'll never walk that line
All right, oh yeah, you'll never walk that line
Oh yeah, all right
No fireworks on the 4th of July
Only black clouds in the sky
You walked out on me
You walked over me
In memory I bid farewell
From the corner of your lonesome cell
You will soon regret
Well now you will soon respect
Now you?d be talkin?
To the wrong man for sympathy
Well, well it ain?t what I expected
From a brother just like me
Anybody could do these things you do
Anybody could say the words that shot me through
On the shallow path that we once knew
You will stand to face the things you do
I am movin? on
I could not stand alone
I climb above the smoke of burnin? trust
When time has turned your words to dust
Echoes in the din
Of an emptiness within
Well you?d be talkin?
To the wrong man for sympathy
It ain?t what I expected
From a brother just like me
Anybody could do these things you do
Anybody could say these words that shot me through
It could be anyone, but it was you
Anybody could do these things you do
Anybody could say these words that shot me through
Anybody
Anyone, yeah
[Doc]
Yeah, we in the spot all G'd up
L-O-C'd up, blaze the weed up
Before you get shot and stucc and fucced
You know my nigga Tre sell dope around the way
You know my nigga Griff, he got them beats that hit
You know my nigga Reg, he smoke out to the head
He got connects on straps, I got connects on hoodrats
And we paid in the worst way
To be the first way the only way
To get paid and to get niggas sprayed
Cuz I don't give a fucc about you, about ya crew
Don't give a fucc about that shit you say you do
Cuz I've been there
It's like that shit that I wear
With my rag on, my sag on, my 45 mag on
And in them dice games I hit liccs
And with them hoes my dicc is all against they lips
It ain't nothin but that gangsta shit
I bust two in your face then dip mutha fucca dip
[Chorus]
(Tre] Anybody wanna get down they know
[Doc] That me and my G's got haet on L-O-C
[Tre] Anybody wanna come up they know
[Doc] That me and my G's got pounds and keys
[Tre] Anybody wanna spit the gangsta flow
[Doc] Then Odysea got the heat for those
[Tre] Anybody wanna fucc the Bombay hoes
[Doc] Get at me, or get at Tre, or get at Foe Loc
[Stan]
It's easy as a lyric
It's easier than hoes
It's bomber than that weed I smoke
And I sells just like yayo
It's easy as a lyric
It's easier than hoes
It's bomber than that weed I smoke
And I sells just like yayo
[Doc]
Yeah yeah ugh
Now the second verse
Is more complex than the first one
based on the fact it could hurt somethin
I came across this thicc ass bitch
While I was maxing in L.A. swearin she rich
With perfect tits and an ass that won't quit
Came fully equipped with them dicc succin lips
Man I can't front I had to share her with the homie
Had me havin dreams about East Side's Tony
Flyin bacc in forth in between the shows
Ridin her bacc and forth, even the other hoes, man
The shit that make a staight bitch stomach turn
But get it curious to learn
I recommend the Hyatt on Sunset
The room service bring Prawns and you can keep the pussy wet
The baddest ho from my set
Keep the hook up with coke macs', hoodrats, and intertacts
[Chorus]
[Doc]
Yeah yeah...yeah
Now the last thing a nigga do
Is set the record straight
Don't let none of those and shake the fake negroes
Look at the weed I smoke...see the bomb shit
And all this Gin 'll have a mutha fucca sicc
Like Nicholas Cage when he was Leaving Las Vegas
See doom out there and all the hoes they got is outrageous
Get bitches up in the North Town and bring 'em to the Strip
It's funny how they tired of this shit
But eager for dicc like I be eager for the clit
But don't trip cuz they come when I want but don't force the shit
With lyrics worth a grip, Mr. Doc's the licc
Bombay's hittin so my hands on your lips, like my dicc
Or like my little homie Lunatic
Be havin lyrics with a twist like this
My average day cuz it's to countin the grip
Whether it's from hoes or my mutha fuccin music
[Chorus]
[Tre talking with clappin in the baccround]
Yeah! Ha!
We'd like to thank all ya'll for comin out tonight
To all my niggas rolls...hoes
Especially the ones in the front row
Wait up, wait...matter fact, especially her
Ay! Ay! Somebody help her up
Come on yeah yeah yeah yeah
Odysea out
Ay what's your name girl
