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"Dream On" Lyrics - Noel Gallagher

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oh me, oh my, i'm running out of batteries
i'm hanging from the ladder
the tears you cried are only meant to flatter me
that shit don't matter at all, taking the shots as i fall
watching the wheels that go round and round
serene in the air 'cause i love you lady

i dream on, ohhh, 'cause that songbird singing
shout it out for me, shout it out for me, so come on now

one day at a time, i'm hiding from the razor blade
that's hanging in the kitchen
the kids are tired, they drunk up all their lemonade
the bitch keeps bitching and all, taking the shots as i fall
wait for the wheels to come round and round
serene in the air 'cause i love you lady

i dream on, ohhh, 'cause that songbird singing
shout it for me, shout it for me, ohhh
dream on, ohhh, 'cause it's got no meaning
shout it for me, shout it for me
she go, la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
i dream on, ohhh, 'cause that songbird singing
shout it for me, shout it for me, ohhh
dream on, ohhh, 'cause it's got no meaning
shout it for me, shout it for me (come on)
shout it for me (come on), shout it for me (come on)
shout it for me (come on), shout it for me (come on)
shout it for me (come on), shout it for me (come on)
shout it for me (come on), shout it for me (come on)
shout it for me (come on), shout it for me

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"Teach Me How To Dance" Lyrics - JLS

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i like your moves
girl i, girl i gotta keep up
cause you’re the ...
you keep me cool, but you’re performance is hot
performance is hot, hot, hot!

bridge:
if you want me to, i’ll make a move
i’ll play by the rules, if i’d be you
part of me i ain’t true or if i’m rude
i just wanna love how you move!

chorus:
teach me how to dance, i follow your command
teach me how to dance, da, da, dance!
so i gotta dance, da, da, dance!
so i could get a chance to be part of your plans
teach me how to dance, da, da, dance!
da, da, dance!

yeah, yeah, yeah
oh, da, da, dance
yeah, yeah, yeah
oh, da, da, dance

girl, do your thing
and i will follow your lead!
you’re going in
i got some tricks on my sleeve!
let’s break the stage
i ..you and me!

bridge:
if you want me to, i’ll make a move
i’ll play by the rules, if i’d be you
part of me i ain’t true or if i’m rude
i just wanna love how you move!

chorus:
teach me how to dance, i follow your command
teach me how to dance, da, da, dance!
so i gotta dance, da, da, dance!
so i could get a chance to be part of your plans
teach me how to dance, da, da, dance!
da, da, dance!

yeah, yeah, yeah
oh, da, da, dance
yeah, yeah, yeah
oh, da, da, dance

can you teach me, teach me, teach me, teach?
can you teach me, teach me, teach me, teach?
can you teach me, teach me, teach me, teach?

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"Soldier Boys And Jesus Freaks" Lyrics - Noel Gallagher

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all the people on the village green
are gathered round their tv screens
to hear the government about speak
about solider boys and jesus freaks
they go on heaven on their holidays
the congregation hopes and prays
they leave their letters in the mail box
for lonely souls they could not save
off and on i used hear the call
but she was just a baby doll
and all around them were the holy men
who twist the word of way back when
she willl kiss the sky and shelter the world from the rail
put another record record on the jukebox
she might dance the night away

on and on we go and the rest of the world outside
god may soon explode and there is no place we might hide

on and on we go and the rest of the world outside
god may soon explode and there is no place we might hide
on and on we go and we kiss this world behind
goodbye and on and on and on and on

all the people on the village green
are gathered round their tv screens
to hear the government about speak
about solider boys and jesus freaks

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"I Gets Money" Lyrics - Ryan Leslie

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verse 1:
im clean as a fresh pack
of white tees in the summer
lean wit it mami if you like
then you take my number
hits on the radio still stay
on my game everybody looking
for a hot beat know my name
(RLES)
B-section:
tattoo im pete rock star
overseas all the girls
be flipping out over me
they know me show up like
the president white suit
stunna shades hotter than i
ever been
hook:
i gets money
i dont mean to flaunt but
i gets money
call it what you want but
i gets money
haters wanna hate cause
i gets money
haha im getting money mayne
Verse 2:
it's like a movie yo the
way i get paid im in the studio
you feel the beat bang
it's like a movie yo the
way i get paid im in the studio
thats why the beat bang
o's in the bank account
trust ima double up
new record in the store
go and pick a couple up
came from the bottom but
i still stay on my game
every shorty looking
for a fly boy know my name
(RLES)
B-section:
tattoo im pete rock star
overseas all the girls
be flipping out over me
they know me show up like
the president white suit
stunna shades hotter than i
ever been
hook:
i gets money
i dont mean to flaunt but
i gets money
call it what you want but
i gets money
haters wanna hate cause
i gets money
haha im getting money mayne
rap:
girl stop (stop)
this is how i roll (roll)
crisp money stacks so the picket
wont fold (no)
thats how i ball out (yeah)
sitting on change
shorty bout to fall out
tispy in the range
i threw some d's on the truck
yeah ima true rich boy
getting new money cause i made
a new hit boy
i won't quit boy
im to slick boy
perez hilton said im the new
it boy
and thats serious aint nothing
funny man damned if i spend my
whole life chasing money man
i let the money chase me
dont hate, let the boy play,
and watch the whole world say
i gets money
i dont mean to flaunt but
i gets money
call it what you want but
i gets money
haters wanna hate cause
i gets money 2x's

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"Ultra Lover" Lyrics - 2PM

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Looking for love
negai o komete (Every night)
dekirusa (You can make it)
jibun o shinjite.
imakara mukae ni ikunda
Uh Baby dare nimo maketakunainda
Don't give up kore ga saigo no koisa
furueru My heart kakeruyo Ride on now

egaita mirai e sokkou
imasugu chokkou mukauyo
Ready go
Mukauyo Ready go!
Tonight Tonight kanarazu
Lovin' lovin' lovin' you

tsunaida te to te o gyutto
nigiruyo zutto futari wa Get on
So Keep on Keep on chikauyo
Oh yeah yeah yeah

doushiyoumonai youna
surechigai mo arusa
toki ni namida datte afurerumonsa
demo norikoeru tabini
tsuyoku narenda

kimi to tsunagu migite
kiite nandemo I don't care
muteki ni nareru I'm your man
unmei kanjita face to face
kimo to dokomademo go new days
afuredasu omoi todoke
go ready go Sou futari no
Ultra Love itsumademo oh

hajimete kanjita unmei
shinjite kenmei anata e Oneway
Try Try itsudemo
Lovin' lovin' lovin' you

deaeta kiseki wa kitto
unmei motto kagayake Get on
So Keep on Keep on sukitesa
Oh yeah yeah yeah

Love love love Ultra love Oh…
Love lovelove Ultra love
Ultra lover loverlover love

hanasanai itsumo
sobo ni ite mamoritai
egaita mirai e sokkou
imasugu chokkou
mukauyo Ready go

Tonight Tonight kanarazu
Lovin' lovin' lovin' you
tsunaida te to te o gyutto
nigiruyo zutto futari wa Get on
So Keep on Keep on
chikauyo Oh yeah yeahyeah

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"Conspiracy" Lyrics - Akon

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a dark whiny room
running down with my had gone
and its’ so cold
hide behind the ..station
i can feel blood hands sniffing and getting closer
i need to leave town ‘cause i just shot down an officer

chorus:
i’m victim i wanted
two strikes and this will make three
they beat me down like ..
a victim of brutality it was soft defense, soft defense
all i know is that i’m innocent
is a conspiracy

no time to waste
i’m runnin from incarceration
get out my way ‘cause i’m not going back to prison
they make me a long long
the moment when they stash that .. in my car
didn’t do nothing illegal
but i’ve been set up to be the one to take the fall

chorus:
i’m victim i wanted
two strikes and this will make three
they beat me down like ..
a victim of brutality it was soft defense, soft defense
all i know is that i’m innocent
is a conspiracy

just another routine stop ‘cause i was speed it
thought they just give me a ticket and i’ll believe it
little that i know i was a part of a big ..
drug deal august ..straight about ..
why so many other, in one spot
something isn’t right, no is just not
but before i could figure out what was going on
i was on the ground getting beat up and stump on
i’m half day, i’m half day
what did i do to deserve this
i must escape before they kill a nigga
i’d rather gone from this host and pull a trigger

[chorus:]

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"Boss Level" Lyrics - XV

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[intro]
yeah, this shit sound like video game music
like the boss level
well, that's where we should take it
haha, yeah!

boss level, boss level, boss level x4

[bridge]
yeah, it's that king bowser flow

[verse 1: xv]
uh, creeping up on that boss level, tell me what that cost for you?
jewelry all made in china, no wonder them diamonds is all yellow
i be out in ny hitting that lala like i'm carmelo
you know they trying to lock the rappers, don't fuck around and let the dogs smell you
used to ball like ea, now i'm on that 2k
thirsty bitches like "who they?", that's fly boy club, baby hooray
and all my niggas get foolay, talking shit to me, you could get souffled
so just kick back like liu kang before a nigga pop at your toupee
and i don't ever fuck with the two-face, you can leave that up to bruce wayne
run this town, and i run this block, and i run this street, give me two lanes
come alive at night, give me two fangs, ray bans, entree, and a few chains
and i'm sorry girl, i done had a few drinks, man, i couldn't tell you who came
see, i used to wanna rub the stump on apollo, now i'm bout to run the fuckin' apollo
i don't even mean that joint up in harlem, i'm talking about space shuttles up in the cosmos
where we at? someone better call and tell 'em

[hook]
boss level, boss level, boss level x2
creepin' up on that boss level, boss level, boss level x2

[bridge]
yeah, bowser flow
sephiroth swag
haha, we came too far to turn around now

[verse 2: xv]
got more checks than i got more numbers
got more bread then i got more wonder
broads in my hand model chicks like summer
? how i mention this like top floor plumbers
and i keep mad rubbers
amex card yea i keep that from her
cause all in all they know i ball and so they call just to see that jumper
one night stand at the united center
then i got to stop at the ? bank
cause i turned to mall in the madison square
this flow right here don't see no breaks
running back throw, ? in flows, he's wanted at shows
i'm fucking mad hoes, you give me that pussy like thudercat hoes, oh!
i shoot for the moon like witches on brooms
niggas is wondering when vizzy gon' boom
i tell you the key now nigga stay tuned
why is you gassed? niggas is fumes
look at yo ass, you niggas is doomed
see this is trash, i pick up a broom
i'm up in the room with bitches on shrooms
la mornings and vegas nights
toga parties, the pagan life
all i know is this ain't just sprite
but she said, "drink. it'll change your life."
now i'm...wondering where we are, tell 'em

[hook]

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"BET Shady 2.0 Cypher" Lyrics - Eminem (Ft. Slaughterhouse & Yelawolf)

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[intro: eminem]
welcome to detroit
this is the bet shady 2.0 cypher, 2011
myself, slaughterhouse, and yelawolf

white dog, get em!

[verse 1: yelawolf]
put these muthafuckas in a box and i send em away
put em in a gray 'lac and pop the trunk
and throw em in the back, jack
ha, dig em a grave
put a brick inside that ? when i put em in a page
moving keys i can relate, cause i live in the cage
i throw up the a, i take em to school, i give them a grade
an easy e for effort, that's the wwa
white with an attitude, alphabet soup is on my plate
all i got is z's they sleepin' on me, i can't get em awake
i spoon feed em ? room full of deceivers
believe i'm making it rain
cause all they see is the clouds
and i watch from the couch of the vip like a potato
a bunch of meatheads, like fuck it, i'll just feed em a cow
plenty of white boys to pick from this year
but before you pick a pepper
you better pick up your heater
cause even peter piper could pick up a mic
but what it's like to pick a fight with me is like putting nikes on a cheetah
i speed up, released in my ? adidas
i'm out this, drinking sprite by the 2 liter

[verse 2: joe budden]
say i'm from the new school
i'mma say check your tone and watch your mouth
if they teaching how to dougie, then i'm condoning dropping out
forced a while, y'all birthed me then gave me up
i just perfected being hip-hop's foster child
now check it: don't blame y'all for being trash fans of coppin' it
radio's the crime scene, the masses are the hostages
in my youth i'd throw shots, the feds was dodging it
i'm grown: i ain't watching the throne, i'm sabotaging it
you see that 4-headed monster in the storm looms
snipe em from a distance: the scope got a long zoom
you super mario thugs is in the wrong room
gotta figure over here, you won't get bigger if you on shrooms
if it was left to me, i'd revive what the game be about
i done took the wine out of amy house
enough raps from you scrub cats bout cockin' a snub back
wayne couldn't teach me how to love that
but i have this bitch from uptown, she my summer bunny
both parents broke, but she come from money
think my bread is her paper to burn
so i lock her out, and now she doubt david is stern
she's so bad, i make her hit the telly from a taxi
then dead her in the holiday inn, learned that from max b
that's why haters of every kind wanna send me llamas
i made it right before their eyes like i was beni hana
is it me? or is what i'm hearing just pitiful?
airwaves the same, now the stereo's typical
my skin's thick, so the critics ignore it
so unafraid to die, you'd think i did it before
the boys robbin with the trash talk
magical walk with the black ball
way i bounce off the ass forward with cap porsche
glass your, hoodie amass would be the black ? with no passport
body be found in a mansion in one of my trap doors
if punks had award your status or it's categor-
probably be that of awards between michael rappaport & kenny latimore
i know hip hop's alive and well
if it died, you other crews wouldn't survive the smell

[verse 3: crooked i]
i squad a victim, the plot'll thicken when the clock is tickin
i caught him slippin', i gotta give a shot
i hit him with proper spittin
hottest writtens and compositions
so competition's a contradiction, somebody mention they got a crooked
holly ? we probably different, got gotti henchmen
opposition, i'll body quick as bugatti engines
i'm on a mission to get richer
the sickest lyric kickin ?
weak lyricists get disfigured, sip liquor
spit like a sick mixture of notorious, pun, and l
get the big picture?
the poster, i'll roast ya
my mind so deadly it's just like to being as close to a holster
it's over, control my whole coastal region like i'm supposed to
flow is going postal even
open season, heart close to freezin'
ruthless is easy
approach, i'm squeezin', believe me
dopest west coaster breathin'
so most ya hope i'm vegan, nope i'm beefin
rappers need to keep it trill
give me a beat to kill, too many people still eatin' sleepin' pills
people sleepin' on my ether skills
ay, y'all ain't even real
you bout to die in this cypher
before you die, you should do the jada and leave a will

[verse 4: joell ortiz]
i ain't a rap dude, i'm a dude who rap
before this, i was moving crack
killers y'all become when y'all rhyme i salute and dap
and if i blink then remove your snaps
you ain't cool, you whack with your foolish act
skinny jeans don't mean yo ass shoot, it means your booty claps
don't play like tyler perry
this the slaughterhouse of pain
flow brown, tight, and heavy
when it come to 16s, i'm a feign
seen in the studio near a needle with a mean lean
probably writing bars that ? gettin my yaowa on
man, all these olajuwons, we the dream team
this is an all day slaughter
they feigning for us to break like beyonce's water
the four quarters doing all the eating
and ya'll gotta know why i made the cut, i'm puerto rican
ortiz keep they fire ready
and trying to put me out's like trying to steal a transvestite from eddie

[verse 5: royce da 5'9"]
i'm do or die dope and you can make the sticker sittin
on the door of that phantom, your suicide note
hi rihanna.. is nicki living with you?
let me know so i can buy binoculars and telescopes
hi rihanna.. i don't need to know you better
you tell me you love my music again? we go together
bye rihanna.. now back to y'all fools
we rock out like the outside of a guitar school
thousand dollar frames, i prefer to see the world through
don't ask me nothing about budden, i beat my girl too
you ask me why i keep her, i say it's cheaper to
that's why i ride around in a rolls like wiz khalifa do
rappers i'm your daddy, i tell you straight as this
you don't kill, but your father will like jayden smith
i tell you like i tell my spanish chick
you fly, but i ain't going down on no hairy shit
so get your wax on like daniel san
or i'mma have to run like de la hoya in drag when cameras come
(?)
bring every deceased rapper back to see his wife
while i'm having sex with jessica alba via skype
(?)
this is what 2 million albums sold, the album is gold
look like without having to sell your soul

[verse 6: eminem]
wait, can i rap?

lyrical miracle spiritual individual criminal subliminal
in your swimming pool

you about to see beasts destroy
it'll never be restored
when i unleash these beastly hordes on your cd stores
wanna stop it? you gon' need a priests, at least three swords
a license to ill from the beastie boys, three ouija boards
a squeegee and please be warned, do ask what the squeegee's for
or the holy water, acid raps that'll eat these floors
eat a whole in a rhyme book, do you see these horns?
and as for me you ask when im gone "will he be mourned?"
is puke luke warm? should casey anthony do porn?
can that chick fit a new born
dead baby inside a frickin' shoebox with a shoehorn
and smother it in chloroform so she can go get her groove on?
can she duct tape and velcro a fetus?
joell, yela, tell joe i need his
empty box from his old shell toed adidas
so i can put these babies in the fetal position, to give elbows to the penis
yeah big deal
i took some little kids big wheel and spit in his firggin big kids meal
quit tryna bite me and pinch me, sit still
did you just put your six inch heel through my benz windsheild?!
is it dust we bout to kick up?
can yelawolf fit a fifth of rum in a big cup
between in stick shift in his friggin' pickup
and drink like a hick redneck hill billy will til he gets hiccups!?
flippin' the script up
like mike vick gettin' his junk bit by a pit, yup, i'mma sick pup
id be a horrible magician, cause i'll fuck a trick up
fix your lips up to say somethin' fly, or zip up
a b, lets c, you said you were gonna do x y z
till you fuck around and get dropped like an e
when you add an i-n-g
do put a k in front of that though, when i mc
i'm not the king of the microphone booth, its more like a phone booth
superman in this bitch, kryptonite won't do
it gives me more power, i bump the fat boys
and eat rat poison, take meteor showers
fresh outta the mental hospital
and me not flossin' a middle finger while i hop in a mosh pit'll
be like nas doin' gospel or r&b... you crazy?
me pushin' them daises? that thought is impossible
is it flashin' across the news, pastor ? was caught with a prostitute
with a huge johnson, boobs, and a monstrous tube of lube
and a bra, some boots, some panties, and a aqua blue monster
swallowin' a popsicle, playing tonsil pool
so kill the rumors it ain’t happenin', i’m a rap till i’m fossil fuel

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"What Doesn’t Kill You (Stronger)" Lyrics - Kelly Clarkson

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You know the bed feels warmer
Sleeping here alone
You know I dream in colour
And do the things I want

You think you got the best of me
Think you had the last laugh
Bet you think that everything good is gone
Think you left me broken down
Think that I’d come running back
Baby you don’t know me, cause you’re devil

What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn’t mean I’m lonely when I’m alone
What doesn’t kill you makes a fire
Put that thing on lighter
Doesn’t mean I’m over cause you’re gone

What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, stronger
Just me, myself and I
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn’t mean I’m lonely when I’m alone

You heard that I was starting over with someone new
But told you I was moving on over you

You didn’t think that I’d come back
I’d come back swinging
You try to break me

What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn’t mean I’m lonely when I’m alone
What doesn’t kill you makes a fire
Put that thing on lighter
Doesn’t mean I’m over cause you’re gone

What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, stronger
Just me, myself and I
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn’t mean I’m lonely when I’m alone
Thanks to you I’m not a broken hearted
You know in the end the day to left was just my beginning
In the end..

What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn’t mean I’m lonely when I’m alone
What doesn’t kill you makes a fire
Put that thing on lighter
Doesn’t mean I’m over cause you’re gone

What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, stronger
Just me, myself and I
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn’t mean I’m lonely when I’m alone

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