• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Part 2 - Christina Aguilera
• Part 2 - Petey Pablo
• Part 2 - Paramore
• Part 2 - Minus The Bear
• Part 2 - Jon B.

*PART 1*
(Spoken)
Waited a long time for this,
Feels right now.
Uh, Uh, Ha
Allow me to introduce my self;
Want you to come a little closer;
I'd like you to get to know me a little better...
Meet the real me.
Sorry you can't defie me
Sorry I break the mold
Sorry that I speak my mind
Sorry, Don't do what I'm told
Sorry If I don't fake it
Sorry I come so real
I will never hide what I really feel
No eh oh
Hmm, So here it is
No hype, no gloss, no pretense
Just me
Stripped.
*PART 2*
Sorry I ain't perfect
Sorry I ain't give a (what?)
Sorry I ain't a diva
Sorry, Just know what I want
Sorry I'm not virgin
Sorry I'm not a slut
I won't let you break me
Think what you want
Oh eh Oh
(Spoken)
To all my dreamers out there:
I'm with you
All my underdogs:
Heh, I feel you
Keep thinking high
And stay strong
Keep wishing on...
Stripped.

Ladies and gentlemen, I am proud to present to you today
The new album from Petey Pablo, "Still Writing in My Diary: The 2nd Entry"
The boy hot now; he been gone for a little while, had a little vacation, enjoyin' life
But that's what you're supposed to do when you get there: enjoy your life
Y'naw'mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow, we can lose this shit tonight
Ya understand what I'm sayin'
but this young man that I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all
He's been at the lowest of the low, he's been at the top of the world
And he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat
A fine young man, and I'm very proud to
be able to say that I even know the young fellow
But without further ado, because I know you've been waitin'
Still writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry
My mama said, "Can you give her 3 dollars for a 5 dollar book of food stamps
so she can get her some cigarettes?" (laughs)
Ya see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'
When I go in the booth, and I go in there
and I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'
Like this shit right here
Time to take them shirts off again (put 'em back up in the air)
Represent, represent (put 'em back up in the air)
I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it (put 'em back up in the air)
Start up that South shit again (put 'em back up in the air)
What you want this time, more fire?
Your problem, I got it (I got it)
Y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck
to come up in this bitch an' put me out (yeah, yeah)
Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down (I brought this fire, baby)
Stronger than we've ever been baby boy
y'all in trouble now (now now now now now now)
If y'all ain't ready (ready), better find your door
it's time to go and y'all gotta get out
All up in the wheels and under your heels
and let the best thing to roll you out
If you been there, I ain't got to talk to you about it
It don't get more gangsta, gangsta than it gets in this South
Got another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe
A brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold
Got a water hose, anything you want it up on
Carolina (?) painted float to go with my post
I be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks
And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat
I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it
Change my name for me (Mmmmmm mmmmmm P-P-Petey Pablo, ?)
Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself
Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the South at its best
We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man
Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the Ace in my hand
I'm sellin this song out to everybody that took the time when I ain't got my shit
Record store, bootleg, under hung and everywhere that my CD is at
I take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all, I wouldn't be nothin' at all
And Carolina would still be two states, y'all motherfuckers used this to drive across
Do you see anything on my goddamn face that look like I'm playin'?
Have I said anything tonight, that y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?
That I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man!
Naw I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised
(And I) I swear on everything I love
I'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us
And I don't need a gold on a black to black
just some down at home country love (country love)
I don't ask for much (huuuuuh huuuuhhh)
that's enough to keep my heart in the court (huuuuuh huuuuhhh)
Tell the truth, it's really messin' me up
to see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up (ooooooooooh)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Put 'em back up in the air

What a shame, what a shame, we all remain
Such fragile broken things
A beauty half betrayed
Butterflies, the punctured wings
Still there are darkened places
Deep in my heart
What once was blazing light, now
There's a tiny spark
Oh glory
Come and find me [x2]
Dancing all alone
To the sound of an enemy's song
I'll be lost until
You find me.
Fighting on my own
In a war that's already been won
I'll be lost until you come and find me
Here, oh glory
Here
What a mess, what a mystery we've made
With love in other simple things
Learning to forgive
Even when it was an odd mistake
I question every human
Who won't look in my eyes
Scars left on my heart formed
Patterns in my mind
Oh glory
You will find me
Dancing all alone
To the sound of an enemy's song
I'll be lost until
You find me.
Fighting on my own
In a war that's already been won
I'll be lost until you come and find me
Here, oh glory
Like the moon we borrow our light
I am nothing but a shadow in the night
So if you light me I will catch fire

That night he found the key
to decode you, Tokyo
between warm sake
and street light caught in falling snow
holding each word he spoke,
her hands filled up full
the quiet voice she gave him
translates by tone
they laughed throughout their talking
with every round

[Jon B.]
Johnny "J", 2Pac, Jon B.
[2Pac]
Part 2
This is for all the homeboys who couldn't get their happy home
As long as one of us got it some of us got it
Stay down for me, hold on
Verse 1:
Sometimes you made me feel like I wasn't good enough for you
So I punished us both and didn't stay true
So much pain I know I've caused you
Truly I'm sorry every day that I'm away girl
Things went down that just don't make sense
Time and place is all now irrevelant
Cause I'm still thinking about the love that's gone
Morning, cooking breakfast back at home
Chorus:
I never meant for this to end
But we couldn't just let it go again
We broke up, it's been years and we can't turn back
But I still remember my happy home, home, home
2Pac:
Goin' through hard times, ghetto child of mine
I wonder if you have to suffer for your father's crimes
To be honest, it's a hard role just to keep up your faith in God
Knowing you'll get scared though
Look at him walking and talking, a little child with my eyes and mouth
Father watch over little seeds, help me guide them out
Had to change my whole lifestyle
Married my baby's momma, made her my wife now
I'm tryin' hard y'all, maybe in time I'll be a better man
Watching older couples, handle it like veterans
Show me the meaning of forever and together we rise
If it'll help our child grow then together we die
Why question my love, it's so easy to see
Without my family all I'm left with is a shadow of me
After all the arguments and the nights alone
Now it's time to live the good life
[Chorus]
Verse 2:
I wonder what you must feel like now you know
That I'm having a seed with someone else
I didn't plan it to be this way
But things happen with time
And you know, time don't wait for nobody baby Oh, now I gotta handle my responsibility
Even though you still mean so much to me
Baby I can't say enough that I'm sorry
Oh, I never meant