'Mike White' is featured as a movie character in the following productions:

Quantum Attitude (2010)

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Just when you thought it was safe to go to the seminar!

Actors Glenn Blake (editor), Glenn Blake (actor), Glenn Blake (producer), Glenn Blake (writer), Glenn Blake (director), Brian Alcorn (actor), Hye Jwa O'Neal (producer), Ted Davenport (actor), Zachariah Moyes (actor), Lisa Wolfe (actress),

Immigration Tango (2010)

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It takes 4 to tango.

Actors Martin L. Kelley (writer), Martin L. Kelley (producer), Martin L. Kelley (writer), Dan Wool (composer), David Burton Morris (director), Omar Caraballo (actor), John Trapani (actor), Steve DuMouchel (actor), Lee Cipolla (editor), José Lázaro Brañas (miscellaneous crew), Laurel Levey (actress), Carlos Leon (actor), Melinda Lee (actress), Todd Norwood (writer), Ashley Undercuffler (actress),

Collecting Rooftops (2002)

Actors Billy Garberina (actor), Billy Garberina (producer), Billy Garberina (writer), Billy Garberina (director), Scott Phillips (actor), Mark Chavez (actor), Adam Jarmon Brown (actor), Julian Wolf (actress), Jonathan Cromwell (miscellaneous crew), Ochressandro Rettinger (actor), Aaron Work (actor), Ochressandro Rettinger (producer), Stephanie Leighs (actress), Diva (actress), Joy Armstrong (actress),

Innocent Victims (1996)

Actors Dean Norris (actor), Rutanya Alda (actress), Glenn Morshower (actor), Don McManus (actor), Ricky Schroder (actor), John Corbett (actor), Gregory Itzin (actor), Hal Holbrook (actor), Chris Ellis (actor), Don Keefer (actor), Leon Russom (actor), Howard Hesseman (actor), Richard Fancy (actor), Rue McClanahan (actress), Frances Conroy (actress),

His Mistress (1984)

Actors Robert Urich (actor), David L. Wolper (producer), Tim Thomerson (actor), Billy Goldenberg (composer), David Lowell Rich (director), David Permut (producer), Dow Griffith (miscellaneous crew), Joseph Whipp (actor), Maidie Norman (actress), Randal Patrick (actor), Anne-Marie Johnson (actress), Virginia Dale (actress), Ann Gray Lambert (costume designer), Linda Kelsey (actress), Julianne Phillips (actress),

White, Mike Filmography

• Ride 2014, role: actor, Play in Full Screen
• Unicorn Store 2014, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• Magic Magic 2013, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• The Boring Life of Jacqueline 2012, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• Them 2011, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• School of Rock 2: America Rocks 2011, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• Them 2011, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• Enlightened 2011, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• Sundance Skippy 2010, role: actor, character name: Himself Play in Full Screen
• Moonwalking with Einstein 2009, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• Zombieland 2009, role: actor, character name: Victim in Bathroom Play in Full Screen
• Gentlemen Broncos 2009, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• Moonwalking with Einstein 2009, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Gentlemen Broncos 2009, role: actor, character name: Dusty Play in Full Screen
• Vernon God Little 2008, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• Year of the Dog 2007, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Heckler 2007, role: actor, character name: Himself Play in Full Screen
• Smother 2007, role: actor, character name: Myron Stubbs Play in Full Screen
• The Hills with James Franco and Mila Kunis 2007, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• Year of the Dog 2007, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• Year of the Dog 2007, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• Nacho Libre 2006, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• Nacho Libre 2006, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• Earth to America 2005, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• Welcome to California 2005, role: actor, character name: John Goodman Play in Full Screen
• Are You the Favorite Person of Anybody? 2005, role: actor, Play in Full Screen
• The 2004 IFP/West Independent Spirit Awards 2004, role: actor, character name: Himself - Presenter: Best Screenplay Play in Full Screen
• Cracking Up 2004, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• The Stepford Wives 2004, role: actor, character name: Hank Play in Full Screen
• The School of Rock 2003, role: actor, character name: Ned Schneebly Play in Full Screen
• The School of Rock 2003, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• The Frank International Film Festival 2003, role: actor, character name: Himself Play in Full Screen
• The Good Girl 2002, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• Orange County 2002, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• Orange County 2002, role: actor, character name: Mr. Burke Play in Full Screen
• The Good Girl 2002, role: actor, character name: Corny Play in Full Screen
• The 2001 IFP/West Independent Spirit Awards 2001, role: actor, character name: Himself Play in Full Screen
• Pasadena 2001, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• Chuck & Buck 2000, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• Chuck & Buck 2000, role: actor, character name: Buck O'Brien Play in Full Screen
• Dead Man on Campus 1998, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• Star Maps 1997, role: actor, character name: Carmel County Writer Play in Full Screen

White, Mike Filmography

• The Hunted 2003, role: actor, character name: Delta Colonel Play in Full Screen
• We Were Soldiers 2002, role: actor, character name: Sfc. Bob White, Mortar Sergeant Play in Full Screen
• My Father's House 2002, role: actor, character name: Sergeant Major Regan Play in Full Screen
• The Fast and the Furious 2001, role: actor, character name: Night Truck Driver Play in Full Screen
• Under Pressure 2000, role: actor, character name: Otto Play in Full Screen
• Sonic Impact 2000, role: actor, character name: Rex Play in Full Screen
• Shadow Warriors II: Hunt for the Death Merchant 1999, role: actor, character name: Derek Play in Full Screen
• Assault on Devil's Island 1997, role: miscellaneous crew, Play in Full Screen
• Bloodhounds 1997, role: actor, character name: Detective #2 Play in Full Screen
• Assault on Devil's Island 1997, role: actor, character name: Derek Play in Full Screen
• Wiseguy 1996, role: actor, character name: Deejay Play in Full Screen
• Raven 1996, role: actor, character name: Mike Play in Full Screen
• Bitter Vengeance 1994, role: actor, character name: Savrese Play in Full Screen

White, Mike Filmography

• David Goodis: To a Pulp 2010, role: actor, character name: Himself Play in Full Screen
• The People vs. George Lucas 2010, role: actor, character name: Himself Play in Full Screen
• The Search for Weng Weng 2007, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• American Neurotic 2001, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• Rebel Yell 2000, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Rebel Yell 2000, role: editor, Play in Full Screen
• You're Still Not Fooling Anybody 1997, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• You're Still Not Fooling Anybody 1997, role: editor, Play in Full Screen
• Who Do You Think You're Fooling? 1994, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Who Do You Think You're Fooling? 1994, role: writer, Play in Full Screen

Famous quotes by Mike White:

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  Tired Of Meshow lyrics

  Tired Of Me

  Breathe for me softly. It parts its way through the thickest of walls. The mirror reflects tonight and I still wish you the worst. This is so bad. What have I become? Knowing when to stop and float away. A fog lifts for a brief moment. Breathe for me softly. It parts its way through the thickest of walls. The mirror reflects tonight and I still wish you the worst. This is so bad. What have I become? Knowing when to stop and float away. A fog lifts for a brief moment. Light up like a night sky I saw once before. (x2) Too long ago to remember. Slamming the reality back into focus.

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  The Stage Is Setshow lyrics

  The Stage Is Set

  A scattered thought,
  for one hot moment it seemed real.
  The light in my eyes sparked.
  Acted on everything we swore we wouldn't.
  We acted on everything we swore we wouldn't.
  The staggering audience of one awaited the final decision.
  Ideas that make you want to burn every memory.
  Acted on everything we always we wouldn't.
  We acted on everything we swore we wouldn't.
  While the ghosts of the past can't catch me,
  they still make us run like hell.
  Like hell.
  Synapses fire.
  While all signs point to forever,
  you have to sometimes step off to get back on.
  Synapses fire,
  blood rushes.

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  The Hours You Keepshow lyrics

  The Hours You Keep

  I once heard that timing is everything.
  What if time isn't on your side?
  Clocking in and out are the chains that bind.
  It’s a stamp of normalcy. Throw it all away.
  Rather than folding under the pressure, rise.
  Woah. Get up, stand up, this is your time to fight back.
  This is your time, to throw it all away.
  So take these words for what they are,
  they mean more than your hollow train of thought,
  you’ll never follow through.
  Six figures means nothing to a life half lived.
  All for the bottom line.
  Kids grow up, your lover forgets your touch.
  All for the bottom line.
  You aren’t what you do.
  The time you keep doesn’t keep you.

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  Gut Checkshow lyrics

  Gut Check

  This mirror reflects more than you see.
  Your beliefs melt away as the day ends.
  Are you in or are you out? Goonies never say die.
  Its a showcase of, and so plain to see...
  Rewind and retract once more, I'm doing this for me.
  No holding back, is what it means to me, no giving up,
  I'm doing this for me.
  Keeping a level head takes more than just gritting your teeth.
  Ideals we get, as popularity grows.
  Is this the conflict that ignites you?
  You know, the tightest noose is the one you tie yourself.
  Don't blink, you could miss it.
  Are you in or are you out? Goonies never say die.
  Its a showcase of, and so plain to see.
  Rewind and retract once more, I'm doing this for me.
  No holding back is what it means to me
  No giving up, I'm doing this for me.
  Keeping a level head takes more than just gritting your teeth.
  This takes more than just flipping on and off.

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  Battles To Be Wonshow lyrics

  Battles To Be Won

  Revolving doors are going out of style. Time may change me but this place will not change me. Being reluctant to throw my support into the idea of progress. A heartbeat will still pump every ounce into my being (x3) Distilled to it's purest form it still runs black. I'm beginning to think. That this is going to end. While we're all standing in the past. I'm beginning to think. We're all coming undone. The last of the battles to be won. Go! Time may change me but this place will not change me. Being reluctant to throw my support into the idea of progress.

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  Blessed Are The Brokenshow lyrics

  Blessed Are The Broken

  This life. This never ending quest. A feeling never shook. (We're slow when we run the race, just to run right back with its intent. The knife is stuck into your back again. Until the end. We sing. WOAH). Run down. To the bone. Retaliation is the key. Blessed are the broken. This life. This never ending quest. A feeling never shook. (we're slow, when we run the race, just to run right back with its intent. The knife is stuck into your back again. Until the end. We sing. WOAH). Run down. To the bone. Retaliation is the key. Blessed are the broken. No time to waste. Whose impact no one sees. A clouded vision. An unclear thought. Replace Rebuild. Remove.

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  Courage Is Just Well Concealed Fearshow lyrics

  Courage Is Just Well Concealed Fear

  Being alive never meant so much.
  Your racing heartbeat tells you
  something, just stick around.
  It simply says just stick around.
  I thought you said that we were in this together.
  The frustration is taking over me and I won’t lose hope.
  Stay young! Just don’t let me down, giving up now.
  I can’t be held responsible for everything,
  this time I won’t let you down.
  Motivation runs short,
  close your eyes.
  Cross your fingers and hope to die,
  this is what, keeps me alive.
  This time I won’t, this time I won’t let you down.

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  Days Run Longshow lyrics

  Days Run Long

  Fighting sleep
  (We can't expect an end)
  was never so hard
  (When every day's like this).
  It feels like I have been up
  (Hold on to what you know)
  for weeks on end
  (Learn when to just let go).
  Infection creeps in,
  words are viruses.
  Walking around with the brisk air at my face.
  I want to throw you
  (These scars will document)
  off my chest
  (The life I haven't lived)
  and wonder why
  (So sick of being like this)
  I was ever
  (So I suggest we quit).
  Put in a situation like this.
  Infection creeps in.
  Words are viruses.
  My weakness will catch up with your hunger.
  How ironic no tears will be shed for this.
  The breath runs short as another beings.
  The cliches run thick as the expressions run thin.
  We will find a way,

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  Falling Between The Cracksshow lyrics

  Falling Between The Cracks

  This isn't what I haven't done tonight. I've wasted every single day. We've fallen. I can't be saved. We're nothing under your wave. Forever we're trying hard to be what we belong to be. This is what isn't mine. This is not the time or the place. I have said it all for you at one time. Replacing this left me all alone. I've wasted every single day without you. We've fallen. I can't be saved. We're nothing under your wave. Forever we're trying hard to be what we belong to be. This is what isn't mine. This is not the time or the place. I have said it all for you at one time. In my time of desperation, who was there? Watching it all, slip away. Is this the bridge I have to cross? We've fallen. I can't be saved. We're nothing under your wave. Forever we're trying hard to be what we belong to be.

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  Mikotoshow lyrics

  Mikoto

  Being alive never meant so much.
  Your racing heartbeat tells you
  something, just stick around.
  It simply says just stick around.
  I thought you said that we were in this together.
  The frustration is taking over me and I won’t lose hope.
  Stay young! Just don’t let me down, giving up now.
  I can’t be held responsible for everything,
  this time I won’t let you down.
  Motivation runs short,
  close your eyes.
  Cross your fingers and hope to die,
  this is what, keeps me alive.
  This time I won’t, this time I won’t let you down.

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  Giving Upshow lyrics

  Giving Up

  I'm finding hope in reason,
  now coming to the conclusion,
  that make-up can't make up
  for current lack of passion and heart.
  These words twist quickly into what they want.
  So quickly falling from
  what was once so much bigger than sounds
  and rhymes is now so over rated.
  Piece together your thoughts,
  mold them into what I want to hear.
  Now you call your own shots.
  You won't be making them for what you want to hear.
  I'm losing faith in the reason,
  we've traded our passion
  for a watered down soundtrack
  to current trends and fashion,
  it's all wrong.
  These words twist quickly into what they want.
  So quickly falling from
  what once was so much bigger than sounds
  and rhymes is now so over rated.
  Piece together your thoughts,
  mold them into what I want to hear.
  Now you call your own shots.
  You won't be making it. No.
  The choice is yours.
  Can you live with yourself?

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  You Won't Find My Printsshow lyrics

  You Won't Find My Prints

  When do I ever leave my mark?
  These jilted moments that we have shared have lead to nothing.
  A pure act is what we all do.
  The big dance is where we all end up.
  Like the person picked last,
  one feels unwanted.
  Who let you in?
  Who promised you the world?
  No surprise I have fallen short again.
  Of course you tell me otherwise
  so I can run around more and learn absolutely nothing.
  Bringing nothing but the memories on my back
  and a life you cannot buy.
  Die!

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  Traditional Anthemshow lyrics

  Traditional Anthem

  Let's take back what's ours. Stabbed in the back, True to the grave. Take my hand in yours. Bleeding hearts, we're not alone. Stabbed in the back. True to the grave. Such hollow shells. A ghost of what was real. Such hollow shells. A ghost of what was real. Let's take back what's ours. Stabbed in the back. True to the grave. Take my hand in yours. Bleeding hearts, we're not alone. Stabbed in the back. True to the grave. Such hollow shells. A ghost of what was real. Such hollow shells. A ghost of what was real. It just recycles itself, Terror breeds terror. (x3) Meaning is lost for all who care. (x2)

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  Kill Datshow lyrics

  Kill Dat

  [Verse 1: MGD]
  MGD up in this bitch and I'm ready
  Cut 'em down like they short and steady
  Fuck around and made another hit, everybody on the dick
  Y'all niggas on the same thang, I'm on some other shit
  Strappin boy your plate is on
  Bitches y'all paid upon
  I'm the nigga droppin shit that y'all bustas hatin on
  Lame ass broad came to Captain Kirk tapemaker
  Front line soldier ready to die for nothin order taker
  I'ma punch ya bitch ass then smack your neck up high
  Do it by myself so nigga fuck what you talkin bout
  I'm a straight up warrior nigga jumpin off on your shit on site
  I'm gone keep applying heavy pressure til you see the light
  [Hook]
  Niggas talkin shit better kill dat kill dat
  Hoes think we trickin better kill dat kill dat
  I ain't stuntin you funky hoes or you lame ass bustas
  I'ma push the blount and put all you muthafuckers
  Watch that bitch smack in line 8x
  [Verse 2: Pappa Charm]
  Should the topic be about murder
  or is a pimp a bitch that you dropped in the land with
  It don't stop, get your vest poppin the teflon what your legs put up on
  Is it you vision a straight bia holdin the MP
  Reload the MGD get your mouth spit on
  Represent the south shit and sell PE
  Gone leave in a bloody outfit with the bitch, know how to get money
  But she crippled, probably don't go flippin any wrong
  Never tickled, she gone all out in the middle???
  In the neighborhood probably get my check on
  Fuck you if you got your strap on
  I take those that I ain't hoed be the reason why I ain't got my mack on
  Matter of fact on
  Niggas in the battledome tryin the outskirts meanwhile you never see em
  Jesus love that cream bitch on killin out these bitch niggas for
  the one who tell him
  Me and Gol bringin chall??, and cut 'em pussy walls
  I be on some wang weird shit wish me dog
  cause I can bring it left like Lou Rawls
  [Hook]
  Crush that muthafucking nigga, smack that stankin bitch out
  Crush that muthafucking nigga, smack that stankin bitch out
  Crush that muthafucking nigga, smack that stankin bitch out
  Crush that muthafucking nigga, smack that stankin bitch out
  Move muthafucker, get your bitch ass out the way
  Move muthafucker, get your bitch ass out the way
  Move muthafucker, get your bitch ass out the way
  Move muthafucker, get your bitch ass out the way
  [MGD]
  Hey Gol I'm bout to punch this bitch (Pappa Charm)
  Busta keep me monkey, pointing at me and runnin' his mouth
  Thinkin that I'm lame try me nigga, ain't no poppin hoes
  I'ma bring to yo ass straight up at the front do'
  Head first muthafucker, nigga put yo hands up
  Betta sit your ass down if you can't stand up
  I don't give a fuck nigga, I don't give a fuck nigga
  You ain't nothin to me but a lame ass fuck nigga
  [Pappa Charm]
  I don't give a fuck bitch, I don't give a fuck bitch
  You ain't nothin to me but a stankin ass star trick
  I'ma flow under somethin well
  Bitch you don't wanna come in
  Let's get something clear, Pappa like it from the rear
  Be no creepin off in your ear
  Then you can't manage your flat tire and your ice lodged over in the ditch
  And time bitch, not givin fuck in a busta, betta bust quick
  Cause pimpin me facin the wealth is strictly ??? done first
  Run his ass up on the curb, smoke my herb, that how a nigga get served

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  Ga. Bowsshow lyrics

  Ga. Bows

  [MGD]
  Now take a ride with me on the south side of Atlanta
  Boy you hear them guns, now Godby Road is where they coming from
  Unknown bustas is popping up on the scene
  Now that's a hazard, cause we clear deep in the plaza
  Newcomers wanna roll, you giving them 80 percent of your shit
  Or get your motherfucking wig split
  Them bustas who wanna roll through, hey they be the ones
  that throwin the gat tat, or the click click
  or the rat tat or the tat tat
  We be riding like that be twenty-one off the hook
  Now boy you gone stuck
  Cause these niggas on the street ain't scared, they gone buck
  We don't give a fuck about you or your foe
  Cause you on the wrong street, for that we cut throats
  We the realities and nightmares that make y'all panic
  And that big ass iceberg that sank the Titanic
  So if you don't understand, then I suggest it to foes
  Here come a bunch of motherfuckers throwing Georgia bows
  [Chorus]
  Here come them dirty south cats throwing Georgia bows
  With them ATL gangstas screaming Godby Road
  Here come them dirty south cats throwing Georgia bows
  With them ATL gangstas screaming Washington Road
  Here come them dirty south cats throwing Georgia bows
  With them ATL gangstas screaming Simpson Road
  Here come them dirty south cats throwing Georgia bows
  With them ATL gangstas screaning Cameron? Road
  [Lil Black]
  My gold in the fo-do be nigga SVO
  That's them niggas on that Godby Road throwing Georgia bows
  I flip the script, so many people, they getting kilt
  Cops getting built, but shawty I'm gone slip
  I hit the club, I'm at the bar, I spend a dub
  Your girl leaving with me, so I ain't got no love for that bia
  Who's ? color, put her eye
  She thought I was tricking, I stuffed a bow in her mouth
  [MGD]
  Black and skeetin money, green ride on seventeen
  Every nigga we pass got they mug, look at me
  But I just drive by, stay out the middle of the driveby
  Everytime they see MGD, they say he just drive by
  Here we go on a fifth again
  Got your mind bent like on a fifth of gin
  Feeling good, take it like a good girl for when
  At the bar spend a grand sack of benjamins
  I ain't dropping them, bust they funky clothes
  Straight to the ground like funky toes
  Stay away from all them fucking hoes
  Get them off me with Georgia bows
  [Chorus]
  [MGD]
  We hitting the club tonight, y'all know how it goes
  Wanna say I'm a thug nigga, throwing them Georgia bows
  And it won't stop, no time for second guessing
  Getting close to them broads that shaking them body dresses
  What a find boy, be twenty-one off the hook
  So split the L shawty, roll the green and let it cook
  All my folks at the bar raise a glass
  Take it to my head straight spinning from DJ thugs
  But I'm still spitting game at the crows
  Can't walk a straight line with a blindfold
  And i'll bet you won't walk on them toes
  G Road in the house and oh yeah I'm walkin with them
  Them broads you with keep choosing so we gone get em
  Put 'em on a plate like flake, ya damn right
  We ain't using nothing but rubbers and an OJ knife
  Now all my thugs keep bouncing and stay on the flo'
  And I ain't got to say shit, y'all niggas know what to throw

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  Flip It Overshow lyrics

  Flip It Over

  [Verse 1]
  Now you been backin it up for a minute baby
  And it ain't nothin wrong with that when you reverse and put a cap
  And it's damn sure fact girl, I know it's what it went
  Turn around let me see that front, now that's a rabbit in a hat
  I'm gone, aw damn, girl you jumped out
  Let me put the long part of the eye to the tiger
  Got to be hot, because you workin what you got
  Look at me parlaying all up in the same spot
  You got MGD gone way in another zone
  Now baby strip to it and leave your shoes and socks on
  Girl you make my mind flip when you twitch your hips
  Now work pop shake bounce ooh bring it high den there
  And I can see you got it on
  You poppin with no stoppin
  And I'm back in the zone when you havin that rabbit hoppin
  If you come on in I'ma stay straight even sober
  Down to my hands and knees scratch that now flip it over
  [Hook]
  I know you like to back it up and flip it over baby
  I wanna feel your toes rubbin on my temple girl
  And if you don't wanna leave, surely I'll call
  To put the back of yo knees on my forearm
  Now get to it baby, now get to it baby
  Now get to it baby, now get to it baby
  Now get to it baby, now get to it baby
  Now get to it baby, now get to it
  [Verse 2]
  Seeing shorty right there workin her thang fo sheeit
  She say she move she won't give me the same thug shit
  She say she down to come in my grill
  Smoke somethin, drink somethin but she ain't don't cuttin no shit
  I know ya down to cut that's why you showin me your thong
  And I'm already frozen from lookin at ya shake your thong
  The way you doin that there girl you goin off the grid
  Oh you just gone cut me and now my boy got shit
  You wasn't one of those thangs everybody gettin the brains
  Girl work, base and do it with no shame
  You got hogtied breakin down screamin your name
  And you out the yard, unleashed and off the chain
  Now after two rolls, you make a man release the pressure
  They can't hang when you throw it gurl
  They call in the stretcher
  But let MGD get up on it, now you know I'm gone rip it
  Don't bother put it in reverse, nah baby you got to flip it
  [Hook]
  [Verse 3]
  Now let me put that thang in motion, you captain?? the row boat
  And the way you lick your lips, I know it the slow curl
  You say these broads can't compete, now you makin them sick
  Cause you fine, one of a kind, don't stop that shit
  You got a playa with the tightest pockets losin his change
  Got that x-rated blood flowin all in your veins
  Now it's a damn shame you make it hard to maintain
  I got to hear the click click before I can bang bang
  You say it's on all night if I roll up the green
  I am the B-O-K B-O-K burnt one king
  Now go on spark this one right here and set it on out
  And pass it to your boys why because she say she down no doubt
  She say she like the way I'm slow with it, the way I flow with it
  And if I do it over nothin she gone go get it
  Bring it back to me and rest your heels on my shoulders
  It's already in the spot no need to flip it over

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  Everlasting Yayshow lyrics

  Everlasting Yay

  [Verse 1: MGD]
  Back on the block from the last time I came, last time I told ya
  Now don't get caught trippin', trying to trap, and we don't know ya
  Cause you gone get yo sack took and ran clean off the street
  And I ain't gone even shot ya buster, I'm beating ya wit the heat
  Work ??? a half just to start up
  Bring me back the ten then break 'em all down to quarter's
  Servin hustla's to servin J's, nickels and dimes
  Cause them the hustla that put the meaning behind the word grind
  So what's the hassle dawg, if ya feel me bust up a cap dawg
  Nothing but love, for this muthafucking trap dawg
  Playing a zone, straight get my serve on
  Oh we git straight to it, so you can kill that you heard homes
  Bringing back a triple like it ain't no thing
  Cause y'all serving skimpy sacks to make the re-up change
  That's right I stay in the lab, cooking this dope everyday
  And keep y'all ass looking for that everlasting yay
  [Hook: x4]
  Yeah... (Everlasting yay)
  [Verse 2: Pastor Troy]
  I got the ? on the block of the bay
  Looking at my watch in case these cops want to play
  I'm waiting on Jay, baby what's the word
  I got a million dollars down here floating on the curb
  I got to smoke my herb, to keep me from nuttin' up
  It's to hot on 9th, I got to take it to the cut
  And I'm too cold to touch, and got a partner name Mike
  Say what? Sell coke I almost made it out my night
  But went to thinking twice, after the birdies got him
  But they don't want buddy, they his buddy at the Simp
  So I'm a call Kim, tell him put the package up
  Something is bout to happen and it's gone to be corrupt
  I made a couple bucks, but I'm making more now
  Shit wanna flip the game, Pastor Troy a show you how
  See I can make a vow, cause the grind was my dad
  The more I think about it, the more it make me mad
  [Hook: x4]
  [Verse 3: Lil' Pete]
  I started selling coke when I was sixteen
  The hard butter crunked it up for them dope fiends
  It's none other than the one they call Little Pete
  Yeah ya know me, that small nigga from baller street
  Pay what you owe me, slowly I came up
  From dust to dawn buddy, now my folks ain't having fun
  We out here grinding, diming, serving, dirty from hustling
  But when I get clean like Cinderella it's a dream
  That means never, its eighteen's or better
  My dash is leather and I pack a Beretta
  Whatever you wanna do we can do
  Before you do, go find yo muthafucking crew
  [Verse 4: MGD]
  I'm blazing trees on the look out for my enemies
  The dirty cheese and them broads that work on they knees
  Better stay at home, better stay off the streets
  Pastor Troy, Little Peter, and MGD

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  Whats Up Now

  [Hook]
  Yo what's up now potna [x5]
  Now what the fuck is gone tangle me
  to get 'em to understanding in this motherfucker
  Mike Gold back up in this motherfucker
  Bringin' the pain non stoppin be layin
  Now I'm gone verbally dick you in your ear
  and nut in your brain, y'all niggas lame
  See ya stuck on them hoe thangs
  Then they get the playas throw them on purpose on mo' pain???
  Now put yo hands up and get beat to the ground
  Freak 'em something and get your mothafuckin ass beat down
  That's right bitch ass niggas, y'all do what bitches do
  And if you rollin with that nigga, then you's a bitch too
  I don't give a fuck about you walkin round wit yo chest
  Out screamin you a thug, nigga i'll still scrub yo ass
  So ease on or you get peed on punk
  They gone find you somewhere lettin outside built like a skunk
  And that shit you was talkin when you was wit yo homeboys
  Now you ass all by yourself so I'm yellin so what's up now potna
  [Hook]
  Now niggas know when you play with fire you get burned
  But like fuckin with me and that's to whom it may concern
  Oh yo ass gone learn just for showing shit stink
  Cause that's dead ass real like bein in the fleet brink???
  Shit 2000, niggas killin on TV
  I'm a handle my hair first when you come fuckin with me
  My homeboy told me play it like this your last
  Let the snake eat the rat, and then kill his ass
  I don't feel it playin close to the line but never cross
  Keep it real with my folks and chop them fuck niggas off
  Niggas come and get some freestyle ??? a bitch
  Fuck ass jail type niggas lovin' to snitch
  [Hook]
  It's goin down in this bitch
  Y'all jumpin like a nervous trick
  And it really get to it when I fuck around and switch state
  Get crunk, get drunk, roll up the street
  Better get a hold of something before I hit the beat
  I'm gonna put it on these lame ass cats
  Out here until the next time they fuck with me
  I don't think you wanna climb on shit, nigga bring it on
  I'ma punch you in your face and enter the back of your zone
  So fuck you don't walk and you bitch
  What you scared mothafucker, I start this shit
  I'ma pull one nine at one time
  That motherfucker burn your whole clique
  Bitch ass nigga, better bring that ho shit to a close
  Cause the niggas I run with never play fuck no more
  These boys goin straight to your face fo' sho
  The time to say somethin gone be the time they get you off the flo'
  Oh you know the Phat Boy niggas they fuck with the place
  Pourin drinks on your ho and blowin weed smoke in your face
  Now I believe that I got them to understandin in this motherfucker
  We ain't gone never leave this motherfucker

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  Uh! Oh!

  [Chorus]
  Uh Oh [x8]
  Give me the trap and i'ma set it up with fine bait
  Give me the ice, and i'll show y'all bustas how to skate
  Give me the time i'ma consume and straight cultivate
  Give me the money to stage and the mic and i'm straight
  I can tell you ain't hard, y'all bustas soft
  They find a neutral spot, they let go loot so i'ma go off
  I don't imitate styles, I got flows
  Now watch the special delivery to you motherfucking hoes
  Check one two with the mic, check the game
  Check the handling when I step to change a lane
  Check the straight knot on them hoes I be checkin
  Now check ya playa status from the chicks i'm collecting
  [Chorus x2]
  Now put a cap on that bullshit y'all talkin bout mister rapper
  I'm fed up to here with that ??? so i'ma slap you
  Saying gangsta rhymes and doing whole things that don't mix
  Uh huh, you about to get caught up in the mix
  I'm from St. Louis, the clean town was the hood
  Disrespect, watch me make it understood
  Ya better have somebody to call twelve
  I'm pissed off and I'm about to raise hell
  And I won't bite my tongue for none of y'all
  I'm just gone crush you quick, like the impact of a wrecking ball
  I just drunk some gin and it made me worse
  If I don't get some green, your next ride gone be in a hearse
  [Chorus x2]
  I got the ice cold water to put your fire ass out
  And the hoes hooked up to the hydrant in case you spread, no doubt
  You bustas through, we coming through
  Fatball and mad society run through
  We bout to drown, we murder bound
  Get it together cause tonight it's going down
  I can't stop, I can't quit
  So one of y'all end up getting a wig split
  It ain't nothing you can do to take us under
  Cause we warriors, playas, soulja killas, and hater hunters
  Y'all just unchained the wrong clique
  For the next ten years, we gone be running this shit

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  Running

  [Chorus]
  Splacka splacka, splacka splacka, splacka splacka
  Shot him anyway, motherfucker I don't play
  They in the woods with clubs and candles understand G
  They in the woods with clubs and candles understand G
  I gotta move baby, baby gotta get the hell on
  I gotta move baby, baby gotta get the hell on
  Point it at the crowd and commence to splacking
  Point it at the crowd and commence to splacking
  I got a mission to six to hook up with some tricks
  Them hoes wanna help out a nigga on his spliff
  So I pull up at the hotel room with no guilt
  Thinking if I'm gone get away or if I'm gone get kilt
  But fuck it, I gotta do it, my pockets kind of brown
  So I kick in the door and lay the motherfucker down
  Don't budge, don't breathe, don't even make the slightest noise
  If you do motherfucker, I'm putting a six to your boys
  Splacka splacka, splacka splacka, splacka splacka
  Shot him anyway, motherfucker I don't play yeah
  Tied up the motherfucker onto the chair
  Then have thoughts of killing him, just leaving him right there
  Some more niggas came in, I said fuck it, lets fiend him
  Pop the nigga in the chair and then I ran with the caprice
  Now I'm on the run, straight up I gotta go
  Through the window and then I fell with the hoes
  [Chorus]
  Now I'm riding with these two hoes thinkin that I'm stuck
  Then they pull to the side and they ask for they cut
  Now ain't this a bitch, what the fuck I'm gone do
  I got the gat from the back and I bust them hoes too
  Took them out in the field, headed to my niggas house
  I got blood into the seat, dippin to the south
  And I hope I don't run into College Park or East Point
  Couldn't pick up no wealth, but I got papers for a joint
  Then I ride east and made a right on Washington Road
  I caught a wicked ass thought and a light in my nose
  I'm thinking of these motherfuckers that used to be down with me
  They in the woods with clubs and candles understand G
  So I crept on in, and caught the niggas sleeping good
  What the fuck, East Point controlling the hood
  I gotta get the hell on and make my escape
  But then leave the motherfuckers, got caught by the gate
  [x8]
  They in the woods with clubs and candles understand G
  At the apartments, I'm headed for the highway
  I got plenty faith in this shit, it's going my way
  I was laid back, cooling, like I went to Missourch??
  Outside were the boys of the niggas that I jacked there first
  I made a left, the hell on with a joint in my mouth
  I'm rolling fast as fuck, towards 85 South
  Policed the other motherfuckers, then other motherfuckers
  Trying to take me down, but I refuse to hit the ground
  I gotta move baby, baby gotta get the hell on
  Before these motherfuckers try to take me up in the zone
  I got herbs and curbs everywhere, I should be bendin
  I got a feeling it's gonna be a fucked up ending
  I got a flat, my chins broke with all these foes behind me
  Only thought in my mind was to get the nine G
  I got up out the car with the gat but have my back
  Point it at the crowd and commence to splackin
  [repeat until fade]
  Point it at the crowd and commence to splackin [x4]
  I gotta move baby, baby gotta get the hell on [x2]

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  Me And My Nigga

  [Verse 1: MGD]
  Now just because I drops my shit slow and then sink with the beat
  These niggas think I'm coming incomplete
  But when I put that shit in Flipmode, they start running from the squad
  You a busta, not Busta Rhymes so how you hard
  I got that rabbit in a hat trick
  That make 'em step back shit
  That game to make your girl turn into a track bitch
  Plus, I can run it like a freaky do
  And get nasty with just like a freaky hoe
  And put every motherfucker on the flo'
  And have them go like he a nigga what
  I'm a make y'all bounce with it
  Hit the green, then blow on an ounce with it
  Hit the flo, with the folks on Georgia Bows, nigga while y'all bounce with it
  No doubt, I just wanna turn it out
  Keep bringin that shit from the dirty south
  You don't know me boy, better watch your mouth
  I'm MGD, hell you talkin 'bout
  Nigga please, you better freeze, hit your knees
  Cause you don't want damn near none of these
  I know about, then on a lot of ki's
  With more rhyme than smokes on a hundred D's
  Nigga, me and my folk gone stick together
  When we come to a hole we gone hit together
  We gone talk that same bullshit together
  Then jump down on the same hill together, nigga what
  [Chorus x4]
  Nigga, me and my folk gone stick together
  When we come to a hole we gone hit together
  We gone talk that same bullshit together
  Then jump down on the same hill together
  [Verse 1: Thug Dogg]
  My nigga Mike called me and told me what was going on
  Y'all actin like some hoes with the beatin, fucking sin hoes
  C'mon and get it while I wanna give it to you
  Before I hit the block with the ?? sendin the hundred tips to you
  I knew y'all niggas was cowards
  Ain't got no heart till you gets the power
  But cocaine won't stop you bitches from feeling pain
  Say my name, Thug Dogg
  Don't you feel a little bit sober
  Make you wanna stop pickin up busta's
  Nigga wanna get on ya hustle
  Y'all know nothing about stars (waking up)
  Boy get your front niggas (breaking up)
  In halves, in the streets (shaking up)
  Y'all bitch niggas just ain't take enough
  Y'all makin us wanna ride on this mari- now slide over
  Find out where the lab you stayin, with the fucking straps on you
  I'm in it by myself, don't need no help, now dig on we'll be there
  Heard you got them ki's ??? now you got tied to the chair
  Where they at? Where they at? Over there? Over there? Okay we outta here
  I've been waiting on the motherfucking lick
  like this right here for a couple of years
  [Chorus x4]
  [Verse 2: MGD]
  Let's get on a fifth of page
  Comin bigger than the hips on a glove range
  Hittin harder than a motherfucking twelve gauge
  Now they want some of that dirty sawed off
  But fuck y'all niggas ain't had enough
  By yourself, y'all look ready to bust
  Now whatcha did we ain't trip, nothing to discuss
  Which one of y'all hoes wanna fuck with us
  But you a soulsin nigga, opposin nigga
  When the time due on the murder, on the hold nigga
  Come straight out the junk on the boating nigga
  Ain't damn y'all hoes holdin what
  [Verse 2: Thug Dogg]
  I either be fucked with, fucked up, or even fucked around with
  If you lookin for a steady go at it ass whupping, you found it
  All that mean reppin, all that fake thuggin, that don't mean shit
  Nigga see me bust your ass, my nigga, you ain't seen shit
  And y'all be running around this motherfucker
  talkin bout y'all wrong and y'all right
  Flexing all that bling bling, knowing y'all ain't got it
  Fuck that dark shit, you can come with, that's all we waiting for
  So when you see my dog, nigga you know it's the best hoe
  [Verse 3: MGD]
  Whoa now, Godby Road, Simpson Road, Adamville
  If you ain't from where I'm from, then you don't know how I feel

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  Me And My Folk

  [Chorus x2]
  See me and my folk ride for blocks and blocks
  And me and my folk like to set up shop
  Sippin forty's, then get right fluid
  I'm the nigga that make ya ass wanna do it
  [Verse 1]
  Now me and my folk just do it, and get right fluid
  We get your girl, we get her crunk and get her to it
  Now me and my folk run a gang of hoes
  Get so tight with it we runnin' a train of hoes
  Now me and my folk rob niggas in drag
  We make the toughest motherfucker in here run like a fag
  Now me and my folk make nothin but hits
  And keep your ass straight crunk, we don't spit with this shit
  We got that break em off beat, that knock you off your feet
  That shit to make an honest bitch wanna cheat
  Y'all fuck niggas can't touch me in this game
  Cause y'all keep droppin bullshit that sound the same
  Now me and my folk like to hit the club
  Drink up half the bar, and don't spend shit but a dub
  Now me and my folk, they high as a kite
  Because we smoke all day and all motherfucking night
  [Chorus x2]
  [Verse 2]
  Now me and my folk like to glide on lifts
  We ride for blocks and blocks until we find the right
  With your town so hard, we have a nigga shedding tears
  And run you off the street you've been servin on for years
  Don't give a fuck about you screaming that you want your corner back
  You can have the bitch back, soon as we jump these sacks
  Now me and my folk don't talk no shit
  We get to it head first when you get like a bitch
  Now me and my folk smoke blounts till we choke
  Put the bitch out, leave, come back and find for broke
  Now me and my folk bout wilin hell
  We crunk everywhere we go actin wild as hell
  [Chorus x2]
  [Verse 3]
  Now me and my folk will fuck you up bout some shit like this
  Cause this original made, and scratch without that bullshit
  The place is drawn made the music cause it fit in the gee??
  We got y'all bouncin like the booty when the freak girls in
  Now we the coldest motherfuckers to make 'em freeze up when we enter
  With no ice, the niggas that standing in the center
  The flows nice, now all the ones they thinking ??? night
  Now they thinking twice, now my folks ??? ride on 'em shawty
  Now keep it hitting like we throwing them thangs
  Switch didn't know that the niggas down they be simple and plain
  Now I'm the one man in the same game that flip-flop and hold they thangs
  Bring the pain when I aim, and change the whole damn route
  Have you spinning in a circle turn from out in a daze
  Call breaking barely cause you gone need help from getting out this maze
  And I'm gone dunk dunk dunk, dunk dunk dunk always
  You can't fuck with me and my folk cause we get to it and get paid

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  It's Going Down

  [Hook: Pastor Troy]
  You ain't ready boy
  Let's set the record straight
  You ain't ready boy
  Half you niggas fake
  [Recite x4]
  [Verse 1: MGD]
  I'm sick and tired off this shit
  I got to set the record straight
  I'm the rapper you hate to love
  And the thug you love to hate
  These buster's claim they trapping on my street
  I ain't never see you there
  I ain't never heard about no charge that you caught from there
  (Broh you know this muthafucker)
  I don't know that muthafucker
  None of my Godby Road vets know that muthafucker
  Ain't no soulja's on G-Road
  We don't take order's dawg
  We ain't bout that military bullshit, hell naw
  Now I got these busters thinking, Who the hell is MGD?
  What the hell he talking bout?
  Is he really talking bout me?
  Now when we find out y'all gone hate
  I'm a set the trap wit the fire bait
  Lock the doors so y'all can't escape
  Go outside and put chains on the gate
  Now won't get scured cause you say you got a gun
  Boy I ain't no punk, ain't gone run
  Y'all lame ass cats really don't want none
  I'm a git up in yo face like her shake her thong
  A blaze that blunt, jump down in the hole wit it
  Ain't nobody smiling like H2O
  I'm a let you in on a little something' that you know
  Cause you gone git gone when you hear the ???
  [Hook]
  [Verse 2: Lil' Blac]
  Now believe when I tell you
  I ain't the average nigga that you heard of
  Cause I'm dead fo' real about getting mine, committing murder
  Make you feel lost, strange, like Cameo you feel me (Word Up)
  Now trying the Pastor and MGD you getting hurt up
  Now last Mace track I was throwing Georgia bows
  This Mace track, I'm kicking down do's
  Know we clique deep, VIP, H2O
  Getting straight D, jumping down on hoes
  Now when you spot a hater tell on 'em
  We gone bring the hell on 'em
  Make them busters fell like they 12 shawty, bail on 'em
  I'm a move in quick, but penetrate slow like Weezy
  Put from the top of the roof
  Show you the real meaning of "Off the Heezy"
  Y'all boys ain't no pimps, you and yo folk the holice
  Well make ya self get gone, like that big block thang Caprice
  I got thugs on the left of me, gangster's on the right of me
  Warriors in the back of me
  Soldiers get sprayed
  [Hook]
  [Verse 3: Pastor Troy]
  Now they done let the wrong nigga bring church to a close
  All I'm thinking bout is money, muthafuck some hoes
  And I chose to snatch up the paper before it vanished
  Georgia Boy, I represent it a got damn it
  Use to walk around, head down looking sick
  Fuck looking eye to eye, half these niggas talking shit
  They quick to brag about the niggas they done smoked
  You want to go to war, come fucking with my folk
  A joke, just like a fucking Laffy Taffy wrapper
  But nope, cause it ain't nann day with the Pastor
  So after you die guess who you got to come and see
  I'm chilling in hell, D.S.G.B.
  I got Little Peter ready to bust ya head
  We ain't playing wit ya nigga, we leaving ya dead
  Heard you scared, claiming Godby Road that's mine
  I'll be rocking on these niggas until the sun shine

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  Too Hott

  [talking]
  R.I.P., uh to the P-A-T, we love you baby
  We gon miss you
  [Ronnie Spencer]
  P-A-T, rest in peace baby
  Everybody knows, it wasn't your time to go
  [Mr. 3-2]
  Much love and we'll never forget you, P-A-T
  Now you in a better place, with G-O-D
  The deep memories, won't stop going through my mind
  Wishing we could parlay, just one more time
  It make a G start crying, just like lil' baby
  To see his partna come on, heart goes to the T. Lady
  And the rest of your family, especially Lil' Fat Pat fool
  So rest in peace my partna, and that's from Mr. 3-2
  [C-Note]
  I never thought I had to write this song, for P-A-T
  We gon miss you playa while you gone, you went I'm all alone
  Staring at the memories, in the back of my mind
  Comparing all the miseries, trapped in time
  And in this rhyme ain't enough lines, to explain how I feel
  We gon miss you P-A-T, my partna kept it real
  And this whole ordeal, is worth more than it seems
  Like a worst nightmare, living our ghetto dreams
  [Hook: Big Moe]
  These streets are too hot, too hot baby
  These streets are hot, hot, hot
  We gotta run for shelter, gotta run for shade
  Too hot, too hot lately
  Too many my partnas, gone to early graves
  [Lil' O]
  You couldn't understand my mind's, on a whole nother level
  I'm in the church every Sunday, trying to dodge the devil
  I'm a rebel, with a worthy cause
  I'm trying to shine, in a world that wants to see me crawl
  That's why it hurts, that Fat Pat had to take a fall
  It ain't fair, but we gotta keep our faith in God
  Took in his prime such a vicious crime, we been robbed
  I'll fulfill your ghetto dreams Lil' O gon ball, he'd want that
  [Al-D]
  Bet your mama tears trying to get us, see God got eyes
  You can't give a man life, so why you gon take a man out
  P-A-T, S.U.C., gon make that dream come true
  Worldwide on the map, dedicated to you
  And Lord knows we gon miss you, ain't no fronting or faking
  At least now you ain't gotta see, all this hating
  Much love homie, from the whole H-Town
  You brought peace to the Click, and it's gon still go down
  [Hook: Big Moe]
  [Clay-Doe]
  We won't stop, but baby you was so close to the top
  I couldn't wait for you to drop, so we could body rock
  But our God, is a jealous one
  And when he wanna kick it with you, time will get done
  It was just like yesterday, we was making Screws
  And to tell you the truth, you got the whole world raising roof
  And to my G's before I pass, you never know
  Mash for your paper, your homie Clay-Doe, P-A-T
  [Big Pokey]
  We was just getting off of dancing, body rocking the stage
  I done turned the damn page, seen the hurts and the gauge
  Trunks pop tops drop, wide body on colors
  Laid back on butter, watch my 18's stutter
  I confess I'm a mess, so much pain in my chest
  Wanna test my beef threats, hole put you to rest
  F-A no way, I could ever forget
  Put your tape in the deck, and bounce bounce to it
  [Hook: Big Moe]
  [Mike D]
  Ain't no way in hell, I'ma deal with that
  You took all of me, when you took Mr. Fat Pat
  Took the body that we see, but his soul is in me
  I'ma live his ghetto dreams, through Lil' P-A-T
  Southside to the playas, don't die
  Only multiply, with paper in our eye
  And don't worry baby, I'ma keep all this under control
  But I miss getting blowed thoed, in the studio
  [Willean]
  Living in this ghetto, while days are getting shorter
  Reminiscing bout my partna, make the pain even harder
  The time that we spent, getting bent paying dues
  Dusk to dawn, into the morn' making Screws
  On the cool, we gotta use it as a stepping stone
  And really think, who the ones they stepping on
  Like a throne you'll be known, as a living legend
  Fat Pat rest in peace, cause all G's go to heaven
  [Hook: Big Moe]
  [Lil' Keke]
  I'm too hot to drop, you marks must of forgot
  I've been blessed with success, it ain't no taking my spot
  Fakers plot ands scheme, but I'm living they dream
  P-A-T and Lil' Ke, the real Freestyle Kings
  We use to take it up break it up, on screwed up dubs
  Body rocking Southside, hands up in the club
  But I still got love, and I'ma complete the mission
  Rest in peace, from the whole Commission
  [Big Steve]
  F-A-T, you was the realest to me
  And ain't nobody, stopping what was meant to be
  See all your ghetto dreams, is gonna come to life
  I'ma keep you in my prayers, everyday and every night
  Affiliated playas, gots to keep shocking
  And Mr. Grand Papi, gon keep they body rocking
  Open up they eyes, so the world could see
  The Southside's, gonna keep grinding for you P-A-T
  [Hook: Big Moe]
  [H.A.W.K.]
  Picture me rolling, from coca beaming Southside holding
  So clean four 18's, knocking all side molding
  Can't stand it can't handle it, I'm hurting god damn it
  Of these niggaz crew ways, on this bullshit planet
  Called Earth since birth, the things that we been through
  Rest assure through me, your ghetto dreams'll come true
  Never knew it would happen, it was at least state of shock
  But as long as I'm here, they gon still body rock
  You don't stop Wreckshop, we gon still drop top
  Neon lights at night, when the damn trunks pop
  Bounce bounce to this, you will certainly be missed
  As I sit back and reminisce, with our kin folk Chris
  I hear your voice in the wind, as the nights get colder
  Lil' Pat and the family, they gon ride on my shoulder
  I told you it's before, and that's the way it's gon be
  Bro I love you dream of you, forever P-A-T
  [Hook: Big Moe]
  [Ronnie Spencer]
  And I'm talking bout the Southside
  Stop killing eachother, baby
  Yeah, well well well, oh-oooh-oh-oooh-oh-oooh
  Well well, thou shall not kill baby, yeah
  Oooooooh-oooh
  [Big Moe]
  Get up on your grind, and the people stop hating

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  All Around the Worldshow lyrics

  All Around the World

  [Hook:]
  We been all around the world, and it's all the same
  See these niggaz ain't changed, and the game is strange
  (get off your ass, too early to lay it down
  We on a mission for big heads, and y'all can't hold us down)
  [Mike D:]
  These niggaz don't want the riches, these niggaz want the bitches
  Wide bodies with switches, platinum pieces that glisten
  My paper rowdy to start, man I been on the grind
  Sacrificing and paying dues, to shine and get mine
  From the dope game to the rap game, from the rap game to the dope game
  Street niggaz feel our pain, we grave diggers for the fame
  From rocks to blocks, and duct taping 'em up
  Dragging boys out they boots, on that big head hunt
  It was all in the making, a young youth with loot
  Street smart plus heart, migrated to the booth
  Had to put my boogie down, with them ducks and pounds
  Wrapped up and compressed, to distract them bloodhounds
  As time evolved, I kept my 40 for squealers
  Kept them young broads kneeling, as my paper hit the ceiling
  This game we're revealing baby, is sold out to'
  Taking trips around the world, serving raw by the load cause I been
  [Hook x2]
  [Clay Doe:]
  I been all around this world, and nothing changed
  Gold diggers looking for niggaz, with ghetto fame
  Boys aiming, to impress these hoes
  While gorillas they bout scrilla, masterplanning all my X and O's
  Scratching and core it, I'm all out for it
  I can't ignore it, so I'ma stack it I'ma store it
  Til' it's millionaire status, in a millionaire's palace
  Niggaz wrists and chests, fifty plus karats
  Lifestyles of the rich and lavish
  Bumps and bruises got me dropping off, out here trying to manage the damage
  Keep me scrambling and rambling, from H-Town to Dallas
  Texas G's, and no we won't panic
  I know it's hard, for you foreigners to understand it
  Respect is demanded, or boys getting knocked off with the cannon
  I went, on a quest around this planet
  For the scrilla and got it, everywhere that I landed
  [Hook x2]
  [Mr. 3-2:]
  I been all around the world, and it's all the same
  People struggle and hustle, but you gotta maintain
  From Texas to Maine, it's the same in every hood
  Gotta get up off your ass, to make shit all good
  Riding leather and wood, cause boys don't like that
  Tilting my dob hat, on a mission for my stacks
  Haters trying to hold you back, and keep a playa down
  But S.S.P. shine forever, Screwed Up underground
  How you like us now, we worldwide and legit
  Ghetto dreams came true, cause it's money over a bitch
  3-2 will never switch, just cause my paper get long
  Cause you can't take it, with you when you gone
  From swangas and two prone, to sitting on twinkies
  Brick homes and bank accounts, with iced out piece watch and pinkies
  This game done got janky, so I'm heated all times
  On a grind, all around the world getting mine
  [Hook x2]
  [singing:]
  Get off your ass, oooh and stack your cash
  It's too early, it's too early to lay it down
  Oh yeah-yeah, ooh yeah-yeah-yeah

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  Menageatrios (remix)show lyrics

  Menageatrios (remix)

  [talking]
  Get your hands up, you thugging with Corleone
  Po-Dina, Big Boss Man
  [Hook]
  Say hoodrat (hoodrat)
  Superstar (superstar) [x2]
  Get your motherfucking hands up uh-huh
  Superstar (superstar)
  Say hoodrat (hoodrat)
  Superstar (superstar) where you at Po-Din'
  [Big Pokey]
  I need a bad bitch, bad hoe
  Go hard with a nigga, in the middle the flo'
  Ain't complaining, bout her needs so
  Ain't gon leave, till her jeans to'
  Five foot four, dark and thick
  Call her bitch, cause she bark at dick
  When I'm finished with her, then my boy can hit
  If not, next time I'ma dodge the chick
  I don't, play with hoes
  I run through broads, like a change of clothes
  Dress in a fo', top of the line
  If you hear my head board, then I'm knocking her down
  Might hit it from the back, I'ma pop up behind
  Make her sound off, like a shot from the nine
  A pick on the middle, get her hot as a iron
  And she say I wouldn't know her, I stop her from lying
  [Hook]
  Say hoodrat (hoodrat)
  Superstar (superstar) [x2]
  Get your motherfucking hands up
  [Mike D]
  It's on, and you know that it's on
  Corleone back home, bout to play in your thong
  And I done knocked off me, a Bentley Anage
  So I can hit you and your friend, in the back of my car
  Give me a head shot, let me see you work some'ing
  If your girlfriend with ya, then go on and get a double
  I'm on E and bout to bubble, and y'all in trouble
  I'm on hard on some'ing, ready to fuck some'ing
  I'm a G, and I give it to you like that there
  When I skeet swallow ma, yeah I like that there
  Corle' a mess I swear, but you ain't seen nothing yet
  I'm trying to get slowed deck, while I ride in the Lex
  Throw a hex on the dick, like she sick with it
  She go to gobble and swallow it, and ain't even spitting with it
  I'm the hottest thing out chea', running the game
  Love a model chick, but dog I keep a hoodrat woman
  [Hook]
  [Mike D]
  It's on, and you know that it's on
  Corleone back home, bout to play in your thong
  And I done knocked off me, a Bentley Anage
  So I can hit you and your friend, in the back of my car
  [Mr. 3-2]
  Big Boss, Pimpin' Chris
  I'm a Southside playa, that'll pimp a bitch
  Rocks on my wrist, that a hoe pay fo'
  She broke the crack, till she break a toe
  Make me do', without too much sleeping
  Break a trick, don't pass that freaking
  On the weekend, we taking trips
  I's a pimp, so bring back my chips
  Brand new whips, on tennis shoes
  24 inches, I'ma pay a due
  Breaking rules, and breaking laws
  Bout to go hard, in ménage trois
  Sipping bar, selling white
  Mr. 3-2, go hard with dykes
  They make me praying, and never complain
  And it's the kinda brother, listen street game
  [Hook]
  [Mike D]
  It's on, and you know that it's on
  Corleone back home, bout to play in your thong
  And I done knocked off me, a Bentley Anage

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  Mike D. Is In Loveshow lyrics

  Mike D. Is In Love

  Yeah baby, you know it, listen:
  Eeverybody knows that I broke your heart
  Yeah everybody knows that Mike D broke your heart
  But you'ze gots to stop tellin them how I stole your car,
  You know? Just aint fair baby, you know,
  Just cuz I got the,
  The better side of the bargain
  Just means that the cards were dealt in my favor, you know?
  [HORNS]
  [PIANA']
  Girl you know it's true
  Mike D is in love
  (with you)
  You know I remember, the first time I saw you
  And you were standin there
  Lookin all lonely and everything
  I went over, you know
  And strated smellin that ass
  [LAUGHS]
  Then ricky powel came over,
  Trying to do the ATD and everything,
  Yeah baby
  Girl you know it's true
  Mike D is in love
  (with you baby, whooo, in love with you!)
  (oh it's true it's true it's true, oh baby!)
  (it's true it's true it's true it's true)
  (I'm so true, it's true it's true it's true)
  You know a lotta MCs these days
  They make records about, you know,
  Women takin' all their money?
  Hey, you know I'm straight up honest,
  I just be leachin' off my girl, you know?
  Just leachin off my bitch that's what it's about ...
  You know, if you got a roof over your head and a
  Pot to piss in man, shit, that's better than having
  Money in the pocket, you know?
  [HORNS]
  awwww yeeeah
  oh Mike D, Mike D, Mike D, Mike D, Mike D
  starrin: Mide D
  featurin: Mike D
  and uh, special appearance by, uh, Mike D
  du, du du-dun
  incredible ...
  invinceible ...
  most incredible ...
  unstoppable ...
  techniculous ...
  Liz Claiborne ...
  Gucci ...
  Yo' motha ...
  That's right baby
  When you weren't looking,
  When you were out shopping that day,
  Your mother came over,
  She was lookin kinda nice, you know?
  You wouldn't believe what she was weain under that dress
  You know? anyway, so, you know one thing lead to another
  I'm real sorry you had to walk in like that and see ...
  you know,
  shit happens,
  you know?
  (Mike D is Love)
  (awwwww yeaaaah)

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  Power Up (remix)show lyrics

  Power Up (remix)

  Oh..
  [Hook: Ronnie Spencer]
  Come on baby, power up with me
  Cause y'all already know, the melody
  I'm feeling so high, off this extasy
  Mike D, D-Reck and D-Gotti
  (One two, ready or not everybody's bout to drop
  Bout to drop, bout to drop, bout to drop)
  [D-Gotti]
  Come on up power up pack, feeling like the Mack
  Cocoa slim on my back, niggaz show a bust attack
  With a sack of hydro ponic, him satin on silk
  My conversation is crucial, hoes relying on a pimp
  Throw the door man a dub, must of been accident
  I usually pay the door, fuck the club
  Snub on my waist, body rocking to the bass
  Sipping OJ and rolling, jaws locked like a safe
  Some got a shank, some playas in the place
  I need a shop that ain't scared, to put dick up in her face
  I'm like man hold up, this budda off done got a nigga fiending
  For weed something, somebody roll something
  And uh, I feel like I can float
  At Matches on Sunday, trying to give a lonely hoe some hope
  And it's dope, she'll never get a feeling like it better
  She like Gotti you exit, I'm like bitch that's irrelevant
  [Mike D]
  I still enter the do', lit the fuck up
  Blinding like light shows, moving in slow mo
  Gon off Henny, mixed up with Hypno
  I call it Crip Cruttical, down it it feel incredible
  Oh my, I feel my pelling kicking in
  I'm, so damn high
  I'm seeing twins now, look here lil' mama
  Work it in the britches, bout to break something with your switching
  Got me rock hard, sticking out a few inches
  Gotta pinch me, I feel like I'm dreaming
  Jenny and her twin, talking bout tag teaming
  Yeah yeah, I'm just so damn thoed
  When I'm on that X-O, yeah yeah come on uh
  [Hook]
  Come on baby, power up with me
  Cause y'all already know, the melody
  I'm feeling so good, off this extasy
  Mike D, D-Reck and D-Gotti
  (One two, ready or not all my playas pull out your drop
  Pull out your drop, crank up the knock
  Uh-huh, 3-4-5-6
  Pop you a tab, and jump in the mix
  Jump in the mix, jump in the mix)
  Ain't nothing but a power party
  (Uh-huh-huh, 7-8-9-10
  If it's kicking in, gon down that Henn
  Down that Henn, down that Henn)
  [Ronnie Spencer]
  Ain't nothing but a power party
  Come on baby, power up with me
  Come on baby, power up with me
  Rocking and a shocking, to this melody
  Come on baby, power up with me
  Rocking and a shocking, to this melody
  [D-Reck]
  It's on, what's happening my nig
  [Mike D]
  I'm back home, trying to get my hustle on
  Now D-Reezie, how you feeling my nig
  [D-Reck]
  Still explicit, trying to make my paper flip
  [Mike D]
  Just don't stop, and stack it on up
  And watch lil' mama, out there back it up
  [D-Reck]
  I'ma hit it from the back
  [Mike D]
  I'ma hit it from the front
  On three large tabs, and I'm bout to get crunk
  I'm pulling through the lot, and I'ma pop my trunk
  Pull out my nine, and I'ma buck-buck-buck
  [D-Reck]
  Yeah buck-buck-buck, that's how a nigga act
  Once I fall up in the club, I'm headed straight to the back
  Where you can find me, and my nigga Mike D
  In the VIP, powered up on three
  Three lovelies, and them hoes going hard
  But I ain't talking bout the pills, I'm talking bout three broads
  You know the fun ones, that carry the condoms in they purse
  Freaky make it easy, for a nigga to get the skirts
  For a nigga to get the skirt
  [Hook]
  One two, ready or not all my playas pull out your drop
  Pull out your drop, crank up the knock
  Uh-huh, 3-4-5-6
  Pop you a tab, and jump in the mix
  Jump in the mix, jump in the mix
  Uh-huh-huh, 7-8-9-10
  If it's kicking in, gon down that Henn

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  Swang Downshow lyrics

  Swang Down

  [talking]
  Yo, you done tuned into radio Boss Hogg Corleone
  Yeah that's right, Miggity Mike D and I'm back
  Yeah 60 days out the Penn, putting it on you niggaz shoulders
  Like it go you know I'm saying, My Gift to the World
  My Gift to the World, from the Don Corleone is to bless you
  With all the greatest hits I done been on, you know I'm saying
  Skeet taste you, for that Hoggin Da Game come out
  Cause I'm fin to put it in your face, Corleone Family Entertainment
  Baby, we fin to take over this thang for the 2 triple 0-4 you smell me
  [Hook x2]
  Swing down, sweet chariots let me ride
  Coming down slow, on the damn Southside
  Swanging on 4's, slamming on do's
  Gripping your hoe, that's the way it goes
  [Fat Pat]
  It's the big sugar daddy, bailing none other
  Coming down with blunt, in the red and peanut butter
  Naw I didn't stutter, popping trunks surround
  Coming down slow, watch a playa what clown
  On the Boulevard, yeah my swangas we'll mob
  I'm coming down the Boulevard, swanging on them hard
  Me and C.B., got the T.V. on
  Got my glock in my lap, riding till dawn
  Man it's all goody, hit the parking lot
  Pop trunk red neon, it don't stop
  Watching hoes bop, cause we on that glass
  C.B. crawling, yeah I got on my mask
  With my Sacci looks, ready to let my pistol smoke
  Cause up in the C, and I'm gone off that dope
  Leaning on the drank, so what you think
  I got my hand on my glock, plus I got my shank
  [Hook x2]
  [Mike D]
  I swang on dots, floss on chops
  Hit the scene beat it up, like a boiling crock pot
  Dipping so low, in the Jag cockpit
  Got my paws frostbit, with six screens lit
  Feeling like the shit, mobbing on twin Z's
  Pat in front of the Lac, I'm in the J-A-G
  Sipping a skeet taste, with a cannon on my waste
  Iceberg to the drawas, putting it all in your face
  Shocking and body rocking, swanging side to side
  Crawling wide body, with Palomino inside
  Tell I'm a 84 glider, on the block glider
  Catch me and 3 in the Pathfinder, with diamonds that'll blind you
  Smoking on sticky, sipping lean in my machine
  Through the parking lot crawling, hogging dogging the scene
  With my mug on mean, working sixteen
  Swanging on you boys, fulfilling ghetto dreams
  [Hook x2]
  [Mr. 3-2]
  Lumilean to Eddies, money over bop hoes
  My Diablo, and see six zeros
  Niggaz sturn like 84's, and switch like kids
  Gotta move around, cause they'll put it in your ears
  Still sipping but no beer, check up in my styrofoam
  In H-Town Texas, my home sweet home
  The Governor and Corleone, P-A-T resurrected
  Vote for Mr. 3-2, to be reelected
  Me Mafia connected, with the streets on lock
  Entertaining my peoples, on the fifty foot yacht
  I move a big body out to, bending corners turning heads
  From the Boulevard MLK, to the blocks of Homestead
  We flossing and flipping turning, tipping so low
  Beating the trunk, and dropping the top real slow
  Letting the world feel it, realest from the Gulf Coast
  We swang down up on the block, body rock with my folks
  [Hook x2]

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  Sexual Military Dynamicsshow lyrics

  Sexual Military Dynamics

  you curse and you spit, you cry and you beg -you're just like a snake with a broken leg.you're so unsure inside of yourselfthat you end up leaning on everyone else.you're freaking out, you're reaching out -the facts and the lies come screeching out.you tell me the things that I've done to you, your self-contempt just shines right through.

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  Under Your Sheetsshow lyrics

  Under Your Sheets

  And when the night is over this car stops where I want
  it and when I see that look on your face I'll fake a
  smile to make you feel better about yourself but the
  truth is I don?t care at all.
  these cigarettes taste like regrets and I can't stop
  the smoke from blinding your pretty eyes. step back why
  do you play these games, your fault you were the one to
  blame, put your hood up, put your hood up now.
  and when the night is over this car stops where I want
  it and when I see that look on your face I'll fake a
  smile to make you feel better about yourself but the
  truth is I don?t care at all.
  i?ll wipe these kisses from my lips and give back all
  the lipstick that you, that you wasted on me. your
  fingernails are dug in my back and this one night holds
  more regrets than the first night we met.
  these cigarettes taste like regrets and I can't stop
  the smoke from blinding your pretty eyes. step back why
  do you play these games, your fault you were the one to
  blame, put your hood up, put your hood up now.
  listen babe, you know how the story goes, its all the
  same, its all the same.
  (what you did was wrong, what you did was wrong)
  you're burning up
  you're burning up
  and when the night is over this car stops where I want
  it and when I see that look on your face I'll fake a
  smile to make you feel better about yourself but the

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  Piss-bottle Manshow lyrics

  Piss-bottle Man

  Verse 1:
  D Bm A (short riff)
  There are some things a guy gets from his pop
  D Bm A (short riff)
  Some of these things get spaced, others are never forgot
  Bm G A
  Believe in such a tradition, I got in my truck cab
  Chorus:
  D A Bm
  Oooh Oooh Oooh
  G F# (short riff)
  Piss bottle man
  (repeat)
  Verse 2:
  Same as first, lyrics are:
  Miles and miles all the while I feel secure
  Even when a fuse gets short I can keep my nerve
  Believe in such a tradition I got in my truck cab
  Chorus
  Bridge:
  Short Riff
  Piss bottle man
  Short Riff
  Piss bottle man
  Chorus
  Verse 3:
  Same, lyrics are:
  Driving in his shoes, using the bottle he used
  Every time I pop I think of my pop and pay my dues
  Respect such a tradition, I got in my truck cab.
  Chorus
  Chorus

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  Against The '70sshow lyrics

  Against The '70s

  I asked him if he knew what time he had
  He said he wasn’t sure, maybe a quarter past
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70’s
  I peered in his eyes as we stood in line just to have a look
  But the pages I found looked like an unbound coloring book
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70’s
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70’s
  It’s not reality, just someone else’s sentimentality...
  It won’t work for you...
  Baby boomers selling you rumors of their history
  Forcing youth away from the truth of what’s real today
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70’s
  Stadium minds with stadium lies gotta make you laugh
  Garbage vendors against true defenders of the craft
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70’s
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70’s
  It’s not reality, just someone else’s sentimentality...
  Look what it did to us...
  (Speakin’ as a child of the 70’s)
  The kids against the 70’s...
  Kids against the 70’s...
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70's
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70's
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70's
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70's
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70's
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70's
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70's
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70's
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70's
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70's
  The kids of today should defend themselves against the 70's

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  Hush Hushshow lyrics

  Hush Hush

  Hold back your tears, don?t waste your breath on me. I
  don?t deserve this anymore. just close your eyes and
  everything will be alright. I?m just a memory.
  fall asleep with me with your hands over your face it?s
  all a dream.
  just take some time and forget everything I?ve said? it?s
  all a lie. just remember this is the last time you get to
  say goodbye.
  fall asleep with me with your hands over your face it?s
  all a dream. put your hands around my throat and choke
  away all that?s left of me.
  hush hush, she told me that she loved me.
  hush hush, then why did she leave me.
  just close your eyes?
  fall asleep with me with your hands over your face it?s
  all a dream. put your hands around my throat and choke

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  Big Trainshow lyrics

  Big Train

  big train, big train.come along and ride my big train.the big train comingout the tunnel up the track.it's modern transportation, there's nothing that lacks.

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  Mktoshow lyrics

  Mkto

  Hey where's the drums
  Ohhhh, woahh
  Let's go
  Woo, girl your shinning
  Like a 5th avenue diamond
  And they don't make you, like they used to
  Your never going out a style
  Woo, pretty baby
  This world mighta gone crazy
  The way you saved me
  Who could blame me
  When I just wanna make you smile
  I wanna thrill ya like Michael
  I wanna kiss you like Prince
  Lets get it on like Marvin Gaye, like Hathaway
  Write a song for you like this
  Your over my head,
  I'm out of my mine
  Thinkin' I was born in the wrong time
  One of a kind,
  Livin' in a world gone plastic
  Baby your so classic
  Baby your so classic
  Baby your so classic
  4000 frozes
  Anything for you to notice
  All the way to serenade you
  Doing it's not your style
  Ima pick you up, in a Cadillac
  Like a gentleman, bringing glamour back
  Keep it real to real, in the way I feel
  I could walk you down the aisle
  I wanna thrill ya like Michael
  I wanna kiss you like Prince
  Lets get it on like Marvin Gaye, like Hathaway
  Write a song for you like this
  Your over my head,
  I'm out of my mine
  Thinkin' I was born in the wrong time
  It's not a rewind
  Everything is so thrown back yea
  I kinda, like it like that
  Your out my league
  Old school sheek
  Like a movie star from a silver screen
  Your one of a kind,
  Livin' in a world gone plastic
  Baby your so classic
  Baby your so classic
  Baby your so classic
  Baby your class and baby your sick
  I never met a girl like you, until we met
  A star in the 40's, a fold in the 50's
  Got me trippin' out like the 60's, hippies
  Queen of the disco tap
  A 70's gleam and an 80's vest
  Beyonce, Marylin
  Girl your timeless, just so class
  Your over my head,
  I'm out of my mine
  Thinkin' I was born in the wrong time
  It's not a rewind
  Everything is so thrown back yea
  I kinda, like it like that
  Your out my league
  Old school sheek
  Like a movie star from a silver screen
  Your one of a kind,
  Livin' in a world gone plastic
  Baby your so classic
  Baby your so classic

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  Time (kyoto Jazz Massive Remix)show lyrics

  Time (kyoto Jazz Massive Remix)

  Neruda found peace by the ocean,
  Today I'm gonna do the same
  Watching the waves come in with their different stories
  One by one they line up like wounded soldiers
  Travelling miles against the tide to find dry land was
  like a cool drink of water
  Rising high reach for the Sun to help me find my roots
  Help me to see beyond my needs
  My joy your pain, good sun bad rain
  No feet to dance, then dance on hands
  Black as the night, white as the light
  Help me to see beyond my needs (Taking my time, now you
  leave me standing in the pouring rain. Taking my time,
  my time, my time)
  My joy your pain, good sun bad rain (Taking my time,
  now you leave me standing in the pouring rain. Taking
  my time, my time, my time)
  No feet to dance, then dance on hands (Taking my time,
  now you leave me standing in the pouring rain. Taking
  my time, my time, my time)
  Black as the night, white as the light (Taking my time,
  now you leave me standing in the pouring rain. Taking
  my time, my time, my time)
  Taking my time, now you leave me standing in the
  pouring rain. Taking my time, my time, my time (x2)
  Taking my time, my time
  Taking my time, my time
  Just to get a little piece of peace
  Taking my time, my time
  Taking my time, my time
  I don't wanna be a fool who rushes in
  Taking my time, my time
  Taking my time, my time
  Just to get a little piece of peace
  Taking my time, my time
  Taking my time, my time

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  Ashru Virah Ni Raatshow lyrics

  Ashru Virah Ni Raat

  Ashru Virah Ni Raat Na Khadi Sakyo Nahin
  Pacha Nayan Na Noor Ne Vadi Sakyo Nahin
  Hoon Jane Kaaj Andh Thayo Roi Roi Ne
  E Awaya Tayare Ane Nihali Sakyo Nahin
  Nayan Ne Bandh Rakhi Ne Mein Jayare Tamne Joya Che
  Tame Cho Tane Karta Pan Vadhare Tamne Joya Che
  Nayan Ne Bandh Rakhi Ne Mein Jayare Tamne Joya Che
  Tame Cho Tena Karta Pan Vadhare Tamne Joya Che
  Nayan Ne Bandh Rakhi Ne
  Rutu Ek J Hati Pan Rang Nohto Aap No Ekj
  Mane Sharaa E Joyu Che Tamne Bahaare Joya Che
  Tame Cho Tena Karta Pan Vadhare Tamne Joya Che
  Nayan Ne Bandh Rakhi Ne
  Parntu Arth Eno Aei Nathi Ke Raat Viti Gayi
  Nahito Mein Gadi Vada Savare Tamne Joya Che
  Tame Cho Tane Karta Pan Vadhare Tamne Joya Che
  Nayan Ne Bandh Rakhi
  Hakikat Ma Joyo To E Ek Sapno Hato Maru
  Khuli Ankhe Mein Mara Ghar Na Dhware Tamne Joya Che
  Tame Cho Tena Karta Pan Vadhare Tamne Joya Che
  Nayan Ne Bandh Rakhi
  Nahitar Aa Vi Rite To Tare Nahin Laash Dariya Ma
  Mane Lage Che Ke Ane Kinare Tamne Joya Che
  Tame Cho Tena Karta Pan Vadhare Tamne Joya Che
  Nayan Ne Bandh Rakhi Ne Mein Jayare Tamne Joya Che
  Tame Cho Tena Karta Pan Vadhare Tamne Joya Che
  Nayan Ne Bandh Rakhi Ne
  Posted By : Thaker Piyush