• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• 8 MILE ROAD - 50 Cent
• Milord - Connie Francis
• Milord - Edith Piaf
• Milord - Cher
• 8 MILE ROAD - Grant Lee Buffalo
• My Lord - David Banner
• malherido - Viento en Contra
• 7 Mile Rd. - Esham
• Milord - In-Grid
• Milord - Teresa Brewer
• My Lord - Desdemonia
• My Lord - Blackhole

feat. Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
[50 Cent]
Yeah..50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo
G-UNIT!
[Lloyd Banks]
This rap shit plays a major part of my life
So if you jeapordize it I got the right
To send a mothafucka at you tonight
G-Unit! And I ain't stoppin' to my clique poppin'
Swimmin' in barrels of money
Ma could walk around wit' her head up cause the child aint a dummy
It's funny, niggas would rather see you sufferin' and hungry
I'm hungry as hell, skatin' with another nigga's money
You lyin ya ass off, you know you ain't that tough
I'm pullin ya mask off,as soon as you act up
You know what I came for, a piece of the game or
Artillary that's about as long as a chainsaw (Lloyd Banks!)
I'm wide awake, but it still feels like I'm dreamin'
Forty cal. under my pillow, condom feelin' my semen
The physical presence of a female, form of a demon
That's why, I fuck 'em and leave 'em
Get my nut while I'm breathin'
'Cause they thought they'd catch me slippin',
now I'm duckin' and trippin'
That's a thousand dollar outfit what the fuck is you rippin'?
You trippin', more records could get my ass in position
Death waits for no religion whether Catholic or Christian
Listen, I went through my ambition in and out the kitchen
With probable cause, it's probably sendin' out to prison
You got soldiers, but you still gotta respect ours
We got more four five's and nines than a deck of cards
[Tony Yayo]
You can take me out the 'hood,
but can't take the 'hood out me ('Cause what?)
'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto
Niggas hate when you do good
But when you broke, your friends and your enemies
They love you, they love you
"Cheche, get the Yayo"
Picture me being crack, out of town, trips on the trail
"Cheche, get the Yayo"
Picture me being crack (Tony Yayo!)
You can sift me, cut me, I'll turn you to a junkie
I'm the number one seller in the whole fuckin' country
Wallstreet niggas, they cop me on the low
White boys don't call me coke, they call me blow
It's time to go, on the bus, the train, the plane
I'll smuggle, I'm nothin' but trouble
I'll make your money double
Cook me in baking soda
I'll turn your Hooprock into a new Range Rover
I'll pay all your bills and fill your 'frigerator
Feed your family, turn your man into a hater
Put me in your doorpanels or your stashbox
Put me in your Nik's, Timbs or Reeboks
If you cop three and a half you hustlin' backwards
Cop a hundred grams, you movin' forwards
You tryin' to move more birds
...In PA all day, on the corner of Third
[50 Cent]
You can take me out the 'hood,
but can't take the 'hood out me (what?)
'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto
Picture me polishin' pistols, I'm comin' to get you
The shells hit you, you screamin'
Think I'm playin'? I mean it
Man, I done bought all these pistols
Lets get it poppin'
Start wavin' my M-1 shell cases get the droppin' (C'mon)
Death round the courner the corner, I got too much pride to hide
I'm outside, gun in my pocket you stunnin' and stoppin'
I'm dyin' to pop it, I'm young and I'm restless,
you know not to test this
As the world turns, there's lessons to be learned
Count all my blessin's, clean up my weapons
I'm ready for war, the strong survive, the weak will parish
I told you before,
hoes they compliment me now that 50 in nice chains
Beligio, twenty grand, chips at a dice game
Ballin now, can't stop gotta watch MTV, BET
Nigga you see me!
I wonder if you mad, 'cause I'm doin' good
or 'cause niggas feelin' me more than you in your 'hood
And it hurts 'cause you love 'em and they don't love you back
'cause they know you just rappin' and you don't bust a gat
You pussy
Yeah, explain it to niggas in your hood nigga
They know you fuckin' frontin' nigga
Talkin' like gangstas on a record, I see you nigga
Niggas know me nigga, ask around in my 'hood nigga
Read the "Daily News" nigga you see them talkin' about me nigga
I'm in the middle of all kinds of shit
Pussy, lets get it poppin'
G-G-Unit, G-G-Unit, G-G-G-Unit, G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit, G-Unit!

Allez venez, Milord - vous asseoir à ma table
Il fait si froid dehors - ici, c'est confortable
Laissez-vous faire, Milord, et prenez bien vos aises
Vos peines sur mon coeur et vos pieds sur une chaise
Je vous connais, Milord, vous ne m'avez jamais vue
Je ne suis qu'une fille du port, une ombre de la rue
Come on, get wise, Milord, her lips tell lies, Milord
The girl that you adored has found some other guy
She just got bored, Milord, now you're ignored, Milord
Deep down inside your pride won't let you say goodbye
So let her go, Milord, relax, be smart
'Cause you know she'll only break your heart
Come on get mad, Milord, life's not so bad, Milord
The charms of other arms can make your heart forget
Don't count the cost, Milord, let her get lost, Milord
One memory can beat a lifetime of regret
Come on get hit, Milord, and let life rest Milord
Be sure there's plenty more of lovin' to be done
There's chicks to meet, Milord, with lips so sweet, Milord
And hearts to make and break before the race is run
So hit the town, Milord, come on and be my guest
We'll turn it upside down and may devil take the rest
Upside down and may devil take the rest

Allez, venez, Milord!
Vous asseoir à ma table;
Il fait si froid, dehors,
Ici c`est confortable.
Laissez-vous faire, Milord
Et prenez bien vos aises,
Vos peines sur mon coeur
Et vos pieds sur une chaise
Je vous connais, Milord,
Vous n`m`avez jamais vue
Je ne suis qu`une fille du port,
Qu`une ombre de la rue...
Pourtant j`vous ai frôlé
Quand vous passiez hier,
Vous n`étiez pas peu fier,
Dame! Le ciel vous comblait:
Votre foulard de soie
Flottant sur vos épaules,
Vous aviez le beau rôle,
On aurait dit le roi...
Vous marchiez en vainqueur
Au bras d`une demoiselle
Mon Dieu!... Qu`elle était belle...
J`en ai froid dans le coeur...
Allez, venez, Milord!
Vous asseoir à ma table;
Il fait si froid, dehors,
Ici c`est confortable.
Laissez-vous faire, Milord,
Et prenez bien vos aises,
Vos peines sur mon coeur
Et vos pieds sur une chaise
Je vous connais, Milord,
Vous n`m`avez jamais vue
Je ne suis qu`une fille du port
Qu`une ombre de la rue...
Dire qu`il suffit parfois
Qu`il y ait un navire
Pour que tout se déchire
Quand le navire s`en va...
Il emmenait avec lui
La douce aux yeux si tendres
Qui n`a pas su comprendre
Qu`elle brisait votre vie
L`amour, ça fait pleurer
Comme quoi l`existence
Ça vous donne toutes les chances
Pour les reprendre après...
Allez, venez, Milord!
Vous avez l`air d`un môme!
Laissez-vous faire, Milord,
Venez dans mon royaume:
Je soigne les remords,
Je chante la romance,
Je chante les milords
Qui n`ont pas eu de chance!
Regardez-moi, Milord,
Vous n`m`avez jamais vue...
...Mais... vous pleurez, Milord?
Ça... j`l`aurais jamais cru!...
Eh ben, voyons, Milord!
Souriez-moi, Milord!
...Mieux qu` ça! Un p`tit effort...
Voilà, c`est ça!
Allez, riez, Milord!
Allez, chantez, Milord!
La-la-la...
Mais oui, dansez, Milord!
La-la-la... Bravo Milord!

Raise the window
Its getting hot in here
All these breathers
And all of these suckers
Shake my hand now
Pleased to meet you but
Skin is pretty
But underneath you're a monster
Are we friends now
Am I your brother
Can we bleed together
Are we lovers
Let's sew our pants together
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
Let's climb right in forever
6, 7, 8, 9, 10
Then won't we all be so clever
If we sew our pants together
Wake the next morning
One below the waist
But you want poached eggs
And I want to go to the bathroom
What do we do now
What do we make of this
Can my blood flow
Apart from your stitch
Let's sew our pants together
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
Let's climb right in forever
6, 7, 8, 9, 10
Then won't we all be so clever
If we sew our pants together
Lets set our hair on fire
Lets throw our hearts in the mire
Lets sell our eggs to any buyer
We've made a liar of desire
Lets sew our pants together
Lets sew our pants together
We've made a liar of desire
We've made a liar of desire
We've made a liar of desire

Daisies in the chain
Woven in your hair that falls into a braid
Woven' round the statue's toes in the gardens you made
Bells that sing and chime
Little crystal bells that toll all through the night
Never once did angels break away from your side
Won't you hurry home? Won't you hurry home?
Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road
Won't you hurry home? Now, your seeds are sown
Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road
Poppies red and gold
Growin' wild as weeds beside Yellow Brick Road
Growin' in the ditch where I sailed a milk carton boat
But how can you deny
When the spirit wraps in broad daylight?
And it looks you right between the eyes
Won't you hurry home? Won't you hurry home?
Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road
Won't you hurry home? Now, your leaves are strewn
Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road
And all those talkin' skulls
Mama, they don't scare me much, not anymore
Think I finally got my head around the door
Won't you hurry home? Won't you hurry home?
Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road
Won't you hurry home while the breeze is blowin'?
Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road
Won't you hurry home? Now, won't you hurry home?
Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road, hurry home
Down that 8 Mile Road, hurry home, hurry home

In this biatch
Hit that
I'm fucked up
Shit
YEAHH
All the soldiers stand up my lord
My lord
YEAH
[Chorus:]
My lord I'm losing my soul and my mind the devil creeping
cause I keep on fallin' behind
My lord I'm losing my soul and my mind the devil creeping
cause I keep on fallin' behind
My lord I'm losing my soul hey,
I'm losing my mind, my lord I'm losing my soul hey, I'm losing my mind.
This hennesey got me on my knees screamin' God please
Let my people be free who fightin' off over seas
For a man who don't give a fuck who steals slaves
Jesus I'm tryin' to walk the path that you gave
Goin' down a new world order
Got my boys on the corner tryin' to flip a quarter
I'm in the east coast
I'm tryin' to soak in this dirty ass water
And my ex girlfriend said I got a little daughter
[Chorus]
I got more places where niggas wanna kill me fill me with slugs
I got some nuts they suck cause I don't give a fuck about nothing
Mane Michelle died, a nigga cried and I let it go
I gives a fuck about a hoe
Give me dough my nuda my acres
Bustin' at you fakers killin' you quakers in the name of my maker
Patty cake patty cake bakers
Man give me land
I'm tryin' to live life in Gods plan man damn
[Chorus]
Yea, searchin' the raggly tags for what I'm bout to ask
Lord I be feelin' all alone and I'm goin' fast
Another day in the high feelin' goody good
Still the same ole weed mane it's understood
Pop pop and gone in the wind victims of ghetto war
Busted up and over seas what are we fightin' for
Something busted in me pussy niggas trip
But I stay ready for you bitches with the extra clip
Killas that live on the side so I get aim at fame
Triple crossin' bosses they so quick to erase yo' name
Grippin' the grains is a slide that's goin' about my side
Lord I hope I know I'm doin' wrong I know you still by my side
Losin' my mind
[Chorus]
YEAH YEAH
Yea south side nigga ahhh
Shit what you talkin' about nigga
You know what I'm saying all the time nigga
Memphis 10, Mississippi

no estoy malherido
no mas un poco maltratado por ti
es la suerte que me toco vivir
me siento tan solo
que hasta podría decir que no estoy
la suerte que me toco vivir
y en to' el cuerpo me da un no sé que
sigue y sigue doliéndome más
muy bien
no sé por qué
me has dejado malherido
sueños que vienen
y se van hiendo
dime por qué
me has dejado sin sentido
y un poco de tu corazón
me haría muy bien
no sé imaginarme la vida
sin tus dulces besos, no sé
tus dulces besos
ay que recuerdos
te escucho me ahogo
dentro de tus versos
con tu dulce voz
y en to' el cuerpo
me da un no sé que, no sé que, no sé que
y sigue doliéndome
más que ayer
con razón mi pobre sentimiento
a donde va
y si las botellas me caen tan mal
por que saben tan bien
no sé

You don't know my fucking [stilo?]
I can't fuck with you punk if you can't cop a kilo
36 ozs, no [goldees?], hoes on their knees, bitch please
I owe the mob 4 million
They want their money or their dope or they're killing all my children
Fuck that I'm Bruce Wayne insane, if you see me in the rain I'm selling cocaine
You see I just joined the mob man
And see the run with the righteous or Batman and Robin
And I ain't with the stick up
For every nigga that you stick up
He's bound to call his clique up
I got to worry 'bout the police
And the F.B.I., wanna know why
'cause I'm a million dolla ball playa
And these minor league niggas would love to see me fall playa
I'm on craps like 2 dice
Fuck FM 98 and that bitch nothin' nice
I'm underground like P-Funk,
And I'll still put you're bloody body in the fucking trunk punk
I'm on 7 mile riding dirty
With a birdie in the trunk and a bag of funk
Nigga what?
I'm on 7 mile ridin' dirty
168 I hate to jump back
So now I must add and subtract to pay the stack
Ill automobiles, V12's and meals
A half a million dollar house out in he hills
My chrome plated .357's my tool
Nigga don't make me out a fuckin' fool
You's a hoe ass nigga, ain't got no loot
If basketball was a gun, you'd be scared to shoot
Fuck that rap that you saying, don't make no sense
My recital is vital once I commence
Got 36 oz, one kilo z
2 8th's is a half and 4 is a key
I'm a street politician so I politic
If the chicken ain't cookin' then the grease ain't clickin'
Get a bird mother fucker, fuck that a nine to five
Call me John Travlota 'cause I'm stayin' alive
7 mile ridin' dirty

Allez venez! Milord
Vous asseoir à ma table
Il fait si froid dehors
Ici, c'est confortable
Laissez-vous faire, Milord
Et prenez bien vos aises
Vos peines sur mon cœur
Et vos pieds sur une chaise
Je vous connais, Milord
Vous ne m'avez jamais vue
Je ne suis qu'une fille du port
Une ombre de la rue...
Pourtant, je vous ai frôlé
Quand vous passiez hier
Vous n'étiez pas peu fier
Dame! le ciel vous comblait
Votre foulard de soie
Flottant sur vos épaules
Vous aviez le beau rôle
On aurait dit le roi
Vous marchiez en vainqueur
Au bras d'une demoiselle
Mon Dieu! qu'elle était belle
J'en ai froid dans le cœur...
Allez venez! Milord
Vous asseoir à ma table
Il fait si froid dehors
Ici, c'est confortable
Laissez-vous faire, Milord
Et prenez bien vos aises
Vos peines sur mon cœur
Et vos pieds sur une chaise
Je vous connais, Milord
Vous ne m'avez jamais vue
Je ne suis qu'une fille du port
Une ombre de la rue...
Dire qu'il suffit parfois
Qu'il y ait un navire
Pour que tout se déchire
Quand le navire s'en va
Il emmenait avec lui
La douce aux yeux si tendres
Qui n'a pas sur comprendre
Qu'elle brisait votre vie
L'amour, ça fait pleurer
Comme quoi l'existence
Ça vous donne toutes les chances
Pour les reprendre après...
Allez venez! Milord
Vous avez l'air d'un môme
Laissez-vous faire, Milord
Venez dans mon royaume
Je soigne les remords
Je chante la romance
Je chante les milords
Qui n'ont pas eu de chance
Regardez-moi, Milord
Vous ne m'avez jamais vue...
Mais vous pleurez, Milord
Ça, j' l'aurais jamais cru.
Eh! bien voyons, Milord
Souriez-moi, Milord
Mieux que ça, un p'tit effort...
Voilà, voilà, voilà c'est ça!
Allez riez! Milord
Allez chantez! Milord
Mais oui, dansez, Milord
Ta da da da...
Bravo! Milord
Encore, Milord
Ta da da da...

Come on, get wise, Milord
Her lips tell lies, Milord
The girl that you adore
Has found some other guy
She just got bored, Milord
Now you're ignored, Milord
Deep down inside, your pride
Won't let you say goodbye
That Southern belle, Milord
Has got a heart of ice
Love can be done, Milord
As well as paradise
Don't count the past, Milord
Let her get lost, Milord
Her memory can be
A lifetime of regrets
So, let her go, Milord
Come on, relax, be smart
Cause if you don't, you know
She'll only break your heart
Come on, get hip, Milord
And let life rip, Milord
Be sure there's plenty more
Of loving to be done
There's chicks to meet, Milord
With lips as sweet, Milord
And hearts to make or break
Before the race is run
So hit the town, Milord
Come on and be my guest
We'll turn it upside down
And devil takes the rest
Come on, get glad, Milord
Life's not so bad, Milord
Some kinds of other arms
Can make your heart forget

Come my lord
Taste and see my scars
I'll take you to my world
to show you ... who I am
Luzifer has burnt our souls
We can't see "life" anymore
obsessed with fears
A glowing knife before my eyes
A candle lit to give her light
Blood-coloured tears drop to the ground
As she stabs her knife inside
Cold, icy winds just next myself
Where she laid there is nothing left
as I embrace her lifeless face
Are you my seignor
Please, bring me away
I'll wait on your saviour

My Christ I don't believe in you,
But if I did would you stop me from thinking?
I've got things on my mind, things what you would not understand.
I've got things on my mind, things that need to be forgotten.
I've got things on my mind, that'll stop you sleeping.
I'm not trying, to upset you now,
But you're the one who wanted to move on.
I'm not trying to destroy you with this,
I am destroying you with this.
My lord don't stop me now,
Even if I believed, you couldn't stop me now.
This is all I know.
My lord, don't stop me now,
Even if I believed you couldn't stop me now.
When lord, when will you show me the light?
All I need is to see your light.
I'm not trying, to upset you now,
But you're the one who wanted to move on.
I'm not trying to destroy you with this,
I am destroying you with this.
My god, I believe I have found you,
And you don't understand,
And you won't for as long as I am here.
But you're trying for me; you're trying for me.
If I stop believing in god, don't you give up on me.
Because this is harder than I'm showing it to be,
When I take my brave face off, don't you give up on me.
My god, the way I found you,
With my words in my hands.
But you stood by me,
Gave me the courage to take on the world.
My lord, I don't believe in you,
But if I did would you show me the light?
My lord, don't stop me now,