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The Cult - Lucifer Lyrics and Video

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working hard for the deal
you’re sucking on the crack
you’re high for the devil
but you got no name

you are my lucifer
you’re animal does cry nature
you are my lucifer
a time to cheat,
a dire seek of power
sugar power
you’re blowing haste
yeah you, yeah you
i swear
got the power, got the power
you blew the lights
yeah you

you are my lucifer
blow your mind
you’re a slayer
you are my lucifer
yeah you a slayer’

you’re working hard for the devil
you’re picking up the sweat
hard for the devil
you got no shame
you are my lucifer
getting high from a paper back
you are my lucifer
a shocking clam creeping on your backs

you got the power
you got the power
relax
you, yeah you
you a slayer
you got the power
yeah the power
you blow my mind, you blow my mind

you are my lucifer
you blow my mind
you a slayer
you are my lucifer
you blow my mind
you a slayer

you’re working hard for the devil
you are my lucifer
you are my lucifer
you are my lucifer
time to cheat
tie on the seat belt
you are my lucifer
getting high from a paper back

you are my lucifer
in my heart
like a poison
he is
got the power
you blow my mind
you my slayer
got the power
you blow my mind
you my slayer

you are my lucifer
blow your minds
crush it hard
you are my lucifer

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The Cult - Lucifer

Iron Solomon - The Empire Lyrics and Video (Ft. Talib Kweli)

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new york, new york (new york, new york)
and you say new york city (louder!)
my city, my home
watch out! we run new york! (new york city)
my city, my home (new york, new york)
and you say new york city
new york
ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh, ahh, ahh

i’m from the home of the hustler, born with a mean mug
talk fast and we walk fast, keep up
step with a different rhythm
try to make the most of what little we been given by the city that we live in
where the wall street intellect and street smarts intersect
and “dog eat dog”‘s the law that’s in effect
tryin’ to get even for the odds that we overcomin’
so we can hear the sirens from the coppers but no one’s runnin’
no matter what we facin’ we don’t turn a cheak (bo!)
the highest currency is courage in these urban streets (bo!)
we in-a-gadda-da-vida where people poppin’ they heaters
we never follow our leaders p-preachers prophets and teachers
where lady liberty’s livin’ but we ain’t gotten to see her
i swear the cabs’ll run you over without stoppin’ the meter
b-b-but you can never count us, even when we down and out
with nothin’ to be proud about, still the people shoutin’ out

new (my city, my home)
york (new york, new york)
new (my city, my home)
york (new york, new york)
new (my city, my home)
york (new york, new york)
city!
(louder!)

new (my city, my home)
york (new york, new york)
new (my city, my home)
york (new york, new york)
new (my city, my home)
york (new york, new york)
city!
(louder!)

yo, i’m from the home of the stick-up kid, we always show the streets love
talk fast, plus we walk fast, keep up
i step over gutter rainbows, wishing i could give away millions like i was maino
you know how the gutter slang go
if you listen to big l, ebonics was the meanest
the bombers made it tragic, but we rose up from the ashes
like the promise of the phoenix, i promise you we eatin’
won’t you stop bein’ greedy, we too hot for tv
panasonic or the zenith, i roll with brooklyn vegans
just for lookin’ leave ya leakin’, central bookin’ at the precinct
since a youth i grew up in new york, i draw the parallels
detention that was jail, snitches is the tattle tails
epitaphs is racial, “fuck how niggas and the crackers feel”
its tragic how our whips got more gadgets than the batmobile
the inspiration for gotham, the metropolitan’s rotten
stay on top of the problems, ’cause we comin’ from the bottom, got ‘em

new (my city, my home)
york (new york, new york)
new (my city, my home)
york (new york, new york)
new (my city, my home)
york (new york, new york)
city!
(louder!)

new (my city, my home)
york (new york, new york)
new (my city, my home)
york (new york, new york)
new (my city, my home)
york (new york, new york)
city!
(louder!)

new york, new york
bo!
new york, new york
bo!
new york, new york
bo!
new york, new york

new york, new york (new york, new york, new york, new york)
and you say new york city
my city, my home (new york, new york, new york, new york)
(ooh-ooh-ooh-ahh) and you say new york city
my city, my home (new york, new york, new york, new york)
and you say new york city
new york
ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh, ahh, ahh

as a teen i sold twenties, spendin’ my own money
steppin’ out my parents’ house the city was home to me
in riverside park we would kick it after dark
by the pier, with some beers, and the piff that we would spark
then run up in house parties and turn ‘em to our party
the neighbors would call cops, ’cause we would get wild rowdy
‘nother night, ‘nother page written in life’s journal
9 million stories in a city with 5 boroughs
different backgrounds but we came through the same struggle
dreamin’ of fame we wrote our names on the train tunnels
runnin’ ’round the city like rats in crawl spaces
catchin’ court cases for jackin’ north faces
chasin’ the fast life, we know that its too short
and breathin’ the air here’s like smokin’ a newport
my home is in new york like biggie in bed stuy
we live and we let die, the city of ny

(city!)
new york, new york (new york, new york, new york, new york)
and you say new york city
my city, my home (new york, new york, new york, new york)
(ooh-ooh-ooh-ahh) and you say new york city
my city, my home (new york, new york, new york, new york)
and you say new york city
with me in my heart
weather i’m here or gone

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Don Trip - Allen Iverson Lyrics and Video

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when you come from nothing and turn it into a fortune
the people around you all want their portion
a couple mercedes, a couple of porsches
the bitches are shiesty so a couple abortions
hoes gets slimey, they all like oysters
the media picking at you they all like vultures
and you on the pedestal, you gotta stay focused
every move you make, it represents your culture
you wanna be normal, but that life’s over
now you on tv, magazines and posters
your represent gangstas, you represent soldiers
and they can’t stand you, why cause you not oprah
and you got tattoos, your ? all rolled up
and they like “oh my” and you like “so what”
the world is cool but one thing it showed us
whatever don’t kill us only makes us more tough

in search of fame, at sanity’s cost
you a household name, but all privacy lost
you make a mistake, they hang you up on a cross
all of a sudden they forgot who you are
they forgot about all the times you hustled and fall
please show me a king thats never suffered a loss
or show me a man that never suffered a scar
and i’ll show you a man thats never given his all
i’ll show you man thats never given his heart
from becoming a monster, it’s all ya fault
you can’t be a gentleman when you swimming with sharks
shit, when you wanna be superman, who gonna be clarke kent
pour out my heart until i wind up heartless
tryna become a father without having a father
they here when you ride then celebrate when you fall
but throughout it all, i just ball

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N.O.R.E. - Lehhhgooo Lyrics and Video (Ft. Busta Rhymes, Game, Waka Flocka)

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y'all know what it is, i sneak up in the club
i got that ratched on me, you don't want me to bug
you know what they call me, they call me super thug
and ...when i act up, i lehgo me a slug
lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo

fast car, top down, this is how i like it, top down
red top, red bottoms, the fast ride around them
rock a molly, rock a ...
kick ... in they face, soccer goalie
i'm ... feeling myself, no e pill, i'm nothing but i'm feeling myself
yep, ... left hands slap box, them...are toys, match box
and i be good on them back blocks
i'm old school with the drop tops...
but the dashboard, ipads and laptops
got the...still in the stashbox
i stand tall, youngings look up to me
and ... got love... for me

y'all know what it is, i sneak up in the club
i got that ratched on me, you don't want me to bug
you know what they call me, they call me super thug
and ...when i act up, i lehgo me a slug
lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo

somebody walked up and told me...
so i shot him and turned up my rock ... black lincoln sitting on stock rims
under black tint, cincinatti cop brim
you know my flavor, ...pull out your...
let him slice you once them i'ma blaze...
taste your blood like 45 minutes after mayweather...
fighting...
and all you little new... styles
just a pack of crowd, i come through acting wild
dressed in all black, blacker than... my jacket loud
...i bust guns and i wipe your teeth
hurricane ...can't live with us
then put us where god be

y'all know what it is, i sneak up in the club
i got that ratched on me, you don't want me to bug
you know what they call me, they call me super thug
and ...when i act up, i lehgo me a slug
lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo

you can fuck the calm now, shout it let it go
brin squad pulled up it's like a car show
benz in my pocket flag, all my cargos
yeah i'll be...walking through the back door
...i love the sound when your girl go down
beef you better let it go
my youngings they are oping up the...
every round on me till the bar clothes
... it's the pink in my cup, no ...

y'all know what it is, i sneak up in the club
i got that ratched on me, you don't want me to bug
you know what they call me, they call me super thug
and ...when i act up, i lehgo me a slug
lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo

all my people ready to party with me
it's whenever you wanna put in between
for my g's in the street puffing the loud
when we going hard, my lady's ready to fly x 2
lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo, lehgo

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Katharine McPhee - Touch Me Lyrics and Video

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touch me (touch me)

i wanna feel you on my body
put your hands on me
come on and love me
you wanna get it boy
i'll give it to the count of three
hold me closer
don't wanna take it slow
i wanna go somewhere where we can be alone

every move that i could make
how much more that i can take

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Wale - Albert Pujols (Ft. Rick Ross & Fabolous) Lyrics and Video

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boss is my position, i got the ammunition
all the while they talking this ambition

in the caravan of some latin bitches
talking caramel with them asses like the strippers
oye mami, ven aca papi chulo
let me knock it out the park, i'm talking albert pujols
(albert pujols, trial left two hoes up in my new muh-fucking two door
this shit ain't nothing new though
i'm tryna knock that out the park, albert pujols)

made a million with the pen
make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow him
bitches check on my stats, women get too attached
fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat
tryna rock it atlanta bravest know i'm awesome
bet i be like fenway out in boston, my green is a monster
we don't speak to informants, they just look for a weigher
they just hating on the game, they just way too canseco
gotta thank my crew, my label, everything i do they a o-
k with, who the fuck gon' say something?
shit grand like a muh-fucking bass low
three strikes put a muh-fucking k up
double m nigga now we up
three strikes like a muh-fucking c.c
you wife ain't shit, we g'd her
huh, we g'd up, g'd up
up in my new two door
knock it out the park, albert pujols

in the caravan of some latin bitches
talking caramel with them asses like the strippers
oye mami, ven aca papi chulo
let me knock it out the park, i'm talking albert pujols
(albert pujols, trial left two hoes up in my new muh-fucking two door
this shit ain't nothing new though
i'm tryna knock that out the park, albert pujols)

feel like i seen it all, but i can't say so
be a snitch? no way, jose canseco
face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though
we got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though
it's going down in history, the way i valet two doors
she blew a kiss at me, i told her darling cool-o
listen b, just give my stylist kudos
and my consistency? i call that albert pujols
shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt
big h if it ain't louie, cuffing you bitch is not gon' help
they asking me what i wear, i think ysl is how it spelt
and i might just let you touch it if you don't go tell 'em how i felt
real nigga, that's just how i'm built
from turning white into cream, powdered milk
to getting rich off a dream, i throw it in a bag
this the ambition anthem, i flow ?

in the caravan of some latin bitches
talking caramel with them asses like the strippers
oye mami, ven aca papi chulo
let me knock it out the park, i'm talking albert pujols
(albert pujols, trial left two hoes up in my new muh-fucking two door
this shit ain't nothing new though
i'm tryna knock that out the park, albert pujols)

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Rihanna - Lease My Love Lyrics and Video

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you can’t lease my love x9
oh, this was just an empty space
that both we tried to live
with windows and a can of paint
and we began to build

in spite of that
(try to build it up x3)
in spite of this
(try to build it up x3)

i have felt such an imbalance
loved my way around it
and everyone around believed
that one of us was in it for the profit
(for the profit, for the profit)
just for the profit

now we’re months behind the rent
every dollar gone unspent
getting closer to the end
it all depends

if you would break from me
break from me
break away from me
you tried to lease my love
lease my love, lease my love
but you can’t cheat my love
go on and lease my love

lease my love, lease my love
you can’t cheat my love
i knew this day will come,
it came so very quick
i knew that once we fell apart
no rule will ever stick
and we would fold the profit
(fold the profit x5)

now we’re months behind the rent
every dollar gone unspent
getting closer to the end
it all depends

if you would break from me

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