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Jimmy Cliff - One More Lyrics and Video

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One more, one more, one more, one more
I got one more song I must sing
Ting-a-ling

Freedom ring
I got one more song I must sing
Simple song, so sing along

One more, one more, one more, one more
I got one more story to tell
Mystery, my story
I got one more story to tell
True story, my glory

One more, one more, one more, one more
I got one more arrow in my bow
And as I let it go
Just watch my flow
I got one more arrow in my bow
To the target and it’s a hit

One more, one more, one more, one more
Hey baby don’t you go away
I want you listen what i have to say
It’s not over till it’s over
I’m a natural lover
Hey mister get out my way
This is not, no time to play
Hey mister get out my way
I got to live for another day

All we got,
One more life to live,
One more love to give,
One more cliff to climb,
One more
It’s my time

I got one more bullet in my gun
And I can’t run
Till the deal is done
I got one more bullet in my gun
And I won’t run
Till the deal is done

One more, one more, one more, one more
I got one more shot at the prize
So don’t be surṗrised
Open your eyes
I got one more shot at the goal
Straight from my soul
And I’m in control

One more, one more, one more, one more
One more, one more, one more, one more
One, more, one, more, one more, one more
One More!

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Jimmy Cliff - World Is Upside Down Lyrics and Video

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They say the world is spinning around
I say the world is upside down
They say the world is spinning around

I say the world is upside down
Oh yeah, all right

Looking at the world today
I am implored to say
So much war and poverty
While few enjoy prosperity

They say the world is spinning around
I say the world is upside down
They say the world is spinning around
I say the world is upside down
Oh yeah, all right

Looking at the world I agree
Oh what fools we mortals be
Morality is in demise
Immorality is on the rise

They say the world is spinning around
I say the world is upside down
They say the world is spinning around
I say the world is upside down

Oh yeah, too much injustice
How can there be peace?
Religious hypocrisy
Political tyranity
You see it my …
What about the children now?

Heey
They say the world is spinning around
I say the world is upside down
They say the world is spinning around
I say the world is upside down
They say the world is spinning around
I say the world is upside down
They say the world is sṗinning around
I say the world is upside down
Oh yeah,
Crime and violence
Poverty and starvation
Ecological calamity
Economic instability
What’s wrong with humanity?
Have they lost their sanity?
For the love of vanity
What about the love, love now?
You know that we need it
What about the love, love, love yeah

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Wiz Khalifa - Bed Rest (Freestyle) Lyrics and Video

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You already know who the f*ck it is man
Taylor,
Uh, smoke kush so I ain’t got no stress

Stunnin’, it ain’t no contest
Diamonds all in my Rolex
Cuz I go hard like P90x
See you dudes copying our moves
now you followin’ our steps
Little kids just in the mirror, tryna’ flex
Speakin’ of flex, shout out the flex
And everyone else that said do this next
Tell these lame niggas cut the check
Try to rest now try the best
Gangsters, trippy niggas, all here with me nigga
My weed’s so strong, my brain so gone
Outer space, solar oh
My chain, polar oh
My bank, so long oh
Like I was playing poker, oh, poker oh
My face all on the tele, so fuck what they tell me
I always keep it real, cause people love the real me
They ran up on my bus, cause police said they smell me
So me and LOLA blow and smoke in LA
Flossin’, straight bossin’
Take strands, we cross ‘em
My chains, ay,
They cost ‘em
They haitin’, we awesome

Throw back on thinking
Lately I’ve been thinking
I’ve been partying too much and living like the weekend
And then I think bout what my life could be
That’s when I pour another drink, and light this weed
You really sure you wanna grow up and be just like me?

Chorus:
They say, say I’m livin’ it
I’m all about it, they all about it, we all about it
Dem, dem haters, them, ha-haters
They sick of this
I’m all about it, they all about it, we all about it
Dat, dat paṗer, dat pa-paper I’m gettin’ it
Dem, dem haters, them, ha-haters
They sick of this
I’m all about it, they all about it, we all about it

still typing..

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Kendrick Lamar - Swimming Pools (Drank) Lyrics and Video

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Pour up (drank)
Head shot (drank)
Sit down (drank)
Stand up (drank)
Pass out (drank)
Wake up (drank)
Faded (drank), faded (drank)

Now I done grew up round some people living their life in bottles
Grandaddy had the golden flask
Back stroke every day in Chicago
Some people like the way it feels
Some people wanna kill their sorrows
Some people wanna fit in with the popular
That was my problem
I was in the dark room, loud tombs
Looking to make a vow soon
That I’mma get fucked up, fillin’ up my cup
I see the crowd move
Changing by the minute and the record on repeat
Took a sip, then another sip, then somebody said to me:

Nigga why you babysittin only 2 or 3 shots?
I’ma show you how to turn it up a notch
First you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
I wave a few bottles, then I watch ‘em all flock
All the girls wanna play Baywatch
I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it
Pool full of liquor I’mma dive in it

Pour up (drank)
Head shot (drank)
Sit down (drank)
Stand up (drank)
Pass out (drank)
Wake up (drank)
Faded (drank), faded (drank)

[Kendrick Lamar - Verse 2]
Okay, now open your mind up and listen to me, Kendrick
I’m your conscience, if you do not hear me
Then you will be history, Kendrick
I know that you’re nauseous right now
And I’m hopin’ to lead you to victory, Kendrick
If I take another one down
I’mma drown in some poison abusin’ my limit
I think that I’m feelin’ the vibe
I see the love in her eyes, I see the feelin’
The freedom is granted as soon as the damage of vodka arrive
This how you capitalize
This is parental advice
Then apparently, I’m over influenced by what you are doin’
I thought I was doin’ the most then someone said to me

Nigga why you babysittin only 2 or 3 shots?
I’ma show you how to turn it up a notch
First you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
I wave a few bottles, then I watch ‘em all flock
All the girls wanna play Baywatch
I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it
Pool full of liquor I’mma dive in it

Pour up (drank)
Head shot (drank)
Sit down (drank)
Stand up (drank)
Pass out (drank)
Wake up (drank)
Faded (drank), faded (drank)

I ride, you ride, bang
One chopper, one hundred shots, bang
Hop out, do you, bang
Two chopper, two hundred shots, bang
I ride, you ride, bang
One chopper, one hundred shots, bang
Hop out, do you, bang
Two chopper, two hundred shots, bang

Nigga why you babysittin only 2 or 3 shots?
I’ma show you how to turn it up a notch
First you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
I wave a few bottles, then I watch ‘em all flock
All the girls wanna play Baywatch
I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it
Pool full of liquor I’mma dive in it

Pour up (drank)
Head shot (drank)
Sit down (drank)
Stand up (drank)
Pass out (drank)
Wake up (drank)
Faded (drank), faded (drank)

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Apster - I Need More Lyrics and Video (Ft. Eva Simons)

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I come alive to the touch of your hand
running through my head
now its lost in time sensations felt
love’s a heart herself

And if you try you could get my heart
beating love, beating..
and if you kiss what be honest not just when you want this
not just when you want it, no
now I know we could go, go, go
if the lights ain’t just go, go, go

but I need more
I need more
I I need more
I need more
I need more

They’ve been giving me
they’ve been give into me baby
I need more
I I need more more more

Ohh

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David Banner - Peoples 2 Lyrics and Video

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(Verse)
I’m the captain of the ship with the hooked hand
Y’all niggers peed their pants looked shooked at me
Life said O-ee I just took the can
Down the burp then I crushed the can
Fuck you think you are
Fuck you think I am
You are domestic violence I am Vietnam
Iraq,Iran,Afghanistan
I’m a panic goon without a panic plan
God damn, like what happened to Louisiana
N I N Frank without an autobio
But niggers know I’ll still go ham
And paco fake boy out of old school broham

(Verse)
They say no if, as a buts but I think not
I love big butts like Sir Mix-a-Lot
And if was a fifth we’d all be drunk
My dick’s long like a baby elephant trump
And tell it to black man but a nigga get drunk
My nuts on your bitch like an NBA dunk
Don’t ask on the clump y’all nigga get swamped
Young hoes show boats while nigga gets sunked
Yeah money’s the root of evil but I stay and getting paid
Like walking in AIG with a fucking hand grenade
I south side nigga spitting fire G5 flier
I’mma do you to get around like Quagmire

(Verse)
D a v i d B a double n e r
Put rappers IR,
I be fly into a beat like CPR
They say it’s lonely at the time, we are
That’s why I let you all visit
Taped out the summer jail without no tickets
Ride in the bentley the mansion the white picket
VIP everything but then you gotta spit bitch
Or get rich,or die trying
You ain’t got no pride, I’m like 5 lions
Want to be stars, constellation Orion
I’m Tiger Woods in the earth with a five iron

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Nas - Roses Lyrics and Video

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[Hook: Nikki Flores]
Just like a rose
Everybody knows that you are so beautiful
But I feel a thorn in my hide
I should’ve known, we can’t repair what we broke
But I held you close
Too close
I should’ve left your roses at the door
They’re sharper than before
And I don’t want them no more
I should’ve left your roses at the door
They’re sharper than before
And I don’t need them no more

[Verse 1: Nas]
I have no time to give you guidance
Barely have any fuck time either
Hefner minded like, I think you’re fine, but
I seen the finest women that ever came out a beaver
Mind reader, can tell she vegan or not when I meet her
Or if she insecure, most are
If she’s mixed, a possible psycho alert goes off
Not a judge cause a judge dont wear no draws, yet he allows
Everything to go to your spouse when you end your vows
My tax bracket not enough blacks have it
Who should I date? Project chick or Cuban actress?
A white chick, they might flip talking that blackness
Should only attract black shit, I’m an ass magnet
If you mad at that, you’ll be mad forever
Never played you, I prayed we would stay together
Wished it’d last forever, know what I mean
Heard you tear a rose from the roots, the rose screams

[Hook: Nikki Flores]
Just like a rose
Everybody knows that you are so beautiful
But I feel a thorn in my hide
I should’ve known, we can’t repair what we broke
But I held you close
Too close

[Verse 2: Nas]
Them Xanax can’t manage your maniac manic depressive expressions
They some silent killers, that stress shit
That put ulcers in a lot of niggas
I’m blowing medical, it helps chill a violent temper
I done went to hell and back, you always think you right
You know when you wrong, and still you want to fight
When people like my song, you want to kill ‘em right?
You resent me every time I make a million right?
You want to experience life when you calling all the shots
Ordering bottles for all your girls up in the spot
Have your own cash, own your own Benz
Your own house, everything, me, I understand
Thought you would bask in the glory as Queen Bee
Put you on under Martin Scorsese: Mean Street
The first movie he made, thought that was fly
I thought you was flyer, you a fuckin’ liar

[Hook: Nikki Flores]
Just like a rose
Everybody knows that you are so beautiful
But I feel a thorn in my hide
I should’ve known, we can’t repair what we broke
But I held you close
Too close
I should’ve left your roses at the door
They’re sharper than before
And I don’t want them no more
I should’ve left your roses at the door
They’re sharper than before
And I don’t need them no more

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Azealia Banks - Fantasea Lyrics and Video

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(Verse)
I cash it for life fantastic
Less they gonna go , basket next to go
I’m a hundred in a book like x and o
Feel better than X and blow
Get half of my lines start texting notes
Get these niggers gazed up like texico
Watch a bitch probably texaco
Ever since I was a embrio had magic flow
Young dynamo, young killer,
Young ellen with a finer flow
Young rapid bow and the will of a half a cold
Can you celebrate it have a truce
Young sister please you’re dope

(x4)
I’m feeling fantasea

That’s for the half of life,
No wrong the cash was right
The bitch bent twice like hasn’t like
Want a great way to pass advice
Now I’m living for arsenal
Bring a fever like Fahrenheit
On a world like sanded light
They build that
They be girl by options right
DJ to the BH pass the light
Off from the passive type
I exite your life gaining acid
Better than your average
That is out there,blow the ship
‘Til I blow some magic
Anything you want, you can have it
Trip trip trip, you wanna magic
Do you really really wanna ask us
Or the phoenix while you in the ashes
Going into depression,no puller no crashing
Numbers of the masses,one is to the nation
Anything you want, it’s estamblished
Anything you want, you can have it

(Outro)
Boy I feel you
As I’m loving you, as I’m loving you
I’m gonna take you in a world ride classy
I’m feeling fantasea
I’m feeling fantasea
I’m feeling fantasea
I’m feeling
I’m feeling fantasea
I’m feeling fantasea
Loving you, loving you
Loving you, loving you

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Nas - Where’s The Love Lyrics and Video (Ft. Cocaine80′s)

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[Verse 1]
At times I window watch at the Wynn hotel
Lots of thinking happens in life, will I win or fail?
Mind of a shooter, CFO also
Ethiopian food flown in, it’s unlawful
Money is attractive, honey dress strapless
Agent Provocateur underwear: she’s classic
Stroll up in the party: titanium black car
Romanian ladies like Casablanca, Casbah
‘Cept we in the VIP area, that’s ours
You know the real rap gods, typical trap star turned rap star
These old heads got stories, the days they was kings
I pray secret indictments don’t take away their dreams
You 16, you could do 20, come home young
Catch 20 years when you 40? Holmes, you’re done
What have we become? Rap stars from trap stars
Black gods to Ansars to Sunnis back to goonies
A 360 in the streets real grizzly
Shooters is cold, kid, the old shit was learning
Student enrollment to focus, yet hooligans roll with
Toasters to pop your medullas off of your shoulders
This ain’t the Truman Show; it’s the human show
Ask the F.B.I. agent at his cubicle
Chewing on his pencil eraser with intents to erase you
It’s U.S.A. against the gangsta, where’s the love?

[Cocaine 80s]
Love, I’ll trade you love
I’ve traded fire with you long enough
Is that all you brung? It’s not love
That’s fucked up, but I saved your soul
Roll that up

[Nas]
Sometimes I sit on the bench just to watch the game
Feet on cement, there ain’t a mobster living I could name
Who made it out rich, in his absence I do not proclaim
To not have a heart like wild animals not tamed
Maybe just a typical thug nigga was my rank
‘Cept I had a vision above niggas, what I think
It’s crazy how many brothers come where I come from
Some made it out big, some dead, some unsung
Shots for soldiers on 23 hours lock-up
Younger generation, they want to mimic and mock us
Laughing, separating themselves like they not us, like
“Cops’ll look at you like they look at me? That’s preposterous”
Ain’t it gangsta how your man made it? I’m humble
One gun, one crazy ass nigga, that’s Jungle
Now we having babies, cause growing up it was just us
No uncles or cousins to fight with us, we was fucked up
But still it was beautiful, the love is mutual
Even though me and Jung ain’t show up to your funeral
I hold your son hand, tell him he the man, we love you
Your pops was king, you have a whole lot to live up to
The G is in your genes, already you tuck
Inherit your dad’s swag, it’s George Jefferson’s strut
Stay flyest, they gon’ want to know what in your diet
Don’t be surprised if they want to check your shit and your vomit
Tell them you let it marinate, they swear you made them a promise
No matter what they do, you just stay a man of honor
I’m a street corner nigga, New York Knicks loyalist
Corona sipper, pass it out, might blow it with you
It ain’t the Truman show; it’s the human show
Ask the F.B.I. agent at his cubicle
Chews on his pencil eraser with intents to erase you
Young brother go and get your paper, I got love

[Cocaine 80s]
Love, I’ll trade you love
I’ve traded fire with you long enough
Is that all you brung? It’s not love
That’s fucked up, but I saved your soul
Roll that up

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Yellowcard - Nine Inch Nails Lyrics and Video

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Get down make love
Get down make love
Get down make love
Get down make love -
You take my body -
I give you heat
You say your hungry
I give you meat
I suck your mind
You blow my head
Make love -
Inside your bed - everybody get down make love,
Get down make love -
Get down make love
Get down make love -

Everytime I get hot
You wanna cool down
Everytime I get high
You say you wanna come down
You say its enough
In fact its too much.
Everytime I get a - Get down, get down,
Make love -

I can squeeze - You can shake me
I can feel - when you break me
Come on so heavy - when you take me -
You make love, you make love, you make love, you make love
You can make everybody get down make love,
Get down make love

Everytime I get high
You wanna cool down
Everytime I get hot
You say you wanna come down
You say its enough
In fact its too much
Everytime I wanna, get down, get down get down -
Get down make love
Get down make love
Get down make love
Get down make love

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Mateo - Carry On Lyrics and Video

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Won’t you think about it baby?
Won’t you think about it baby?
Won’t you think about it baby?

B-b-baby won’t you think about it?

I know that this wasn’t part of the plan
I know the left turned to figure
Too bad on your side
Lucky for me that I’ve already had
Just listen, and get with me baby

Cause if you want me baby,
Like I want you baby, yeah
You got me baby
And got you so leave him in the past
And we could just carry on
Baby, just, just carry on
Uh, uh, uh
Let’s carry on
If you don’t care, tell me now
Just promise me baby

Won’t you think about it baby?
Won’t you think about it baby?
Won’t you think about it baby?
B-b-baby won’t you think about it?

Won’t you think about it baby?
Won’t you think about it baby?
Won’t you think about it baby?
Won’t you think about it?

I know that pain’s been your friend through the years
Let me erase him along with your tears for ever
You know you smile so much more when I’m near
So stop waiting
Cause you are already loved

Cause if you want me baby,
Like I want you baby, yeah
You got me baby
And got you so leave him in the past
And we could just carry on
Baby, just, just carry on
Uh, uh, uh
Let’s carry on
If you don’t care, tell me now
Just promise me baby

We could just, just, just carry on
We could just, just, just carry on

We could just carry on
Baby, just, just carry on
Uh, uh, uh
Let’s carry on
If you don’t care, tell me now
Just ṗromise me baby

Won’t you think about it baby?
Won’t you think about it baby?
Won’t you think about it baby?
B-b-baby won’t you think about it?

Won’t you think about it baby?
Won’t you think about it baby?
Won’t you think about it baby?
B-b-baby won’t you think about it?

Won’t you think about it baby?
Won’t you think about it baby?
Won’t you think about it baby?
B-b-baby won’t you think about it?

Won’t you think about it baby?
Won’t you think about it baby?
Won’t you think about it baby?
Na na na na na na

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Boys Like Girls - Be Your Everything Lyrics and Video

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Four letter word
But I don't have the guts to say it
Smile 'til it hurts
Let's not make it complicated
We've got a story
But I'm about to change the ending
You're perfect for me
You're more than just a friend
So we can just stop pretending now
Gotta let you know somehow

I'll be your shelter
I'll be your storm
I'll make you shiver
I'll keep you warm
Whatever weather
Baby I'm yours
Be your forever, be your fling
Baby I will be your everything

Baby I
Baby I will
Baby I will be your everything

We used to say
That we would always stick together
But who's to say
That we could never last forever
Girl, got a question
Could you see yourself with somebody else?
'Cause I'm on a mission
And I don't wanna share
I want you all to myself right now
And I just wanna scream it out

I'll be your shelter
I'll be your storm
I'll make you shiver
I'll keep you warm
Whatever weather
Baby I'm yours
Be your forever, be your fling
Baby I will be your everything

Baby I
Baby I will
Baby I will be your everything

No matter what you do
I'll be there for you
And every time you close your eyes
I will be by your side
'Cause every time you make me sing
Baby I will be your everything

I'll be your shelter
I'll be your storm
I'll make you shiver
I'll keep you warm
Whatever weather
Baby I'm yours
Be your forever, be your fling
Baby I will be your everything

Baby I
Baby I will
Baby I will be your everything
[x3]

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Ricki-Lee - Crazy Lyrics and Video

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I wanna see you getting nasty on the floor
Cuz the beat’s vibrating through the floor
Throw your hands up in the air and dance some more

I wanna see you getting crazy, gimme more

Everybody on the floor
ooo
I wanna see you jumping
oooo
Cuz it’s a party going on
oooo
So everybody just go go go go go go go

Feel all over your body
Ain’t no need to worry, tonight let’s just party
Go crazy oooo
Feel all over your body
Ain’t no need to worry, tonight let’s just party
Go crazy oooo
Feel, take over your party
From the tip of your fingers
Right down through to your toes and shake it off and let it go
oooo
Go crazy, go crazy
oooo
Feel me, just feel me
oooo
Go crazy, go crazy
oooo
Crazy

Every grab somebody, make it hot
Flashing lights, action, you’re a superstar
I like it like, show me, show me what you got
Cuz you’re sexy and you know it’s getting hot

Everybody on the floor
ooo
I wanna see you jumping
oooo
Cuz it’s a party going on
oooo
So everybody just go go go go go go go

Feel all over your body
Ain’t no need to worry, tonight let’s just party
Go crazy oooo
Feel all over your body
Ain’t no need to worry, tonight let’s just party
Go crazy oooo
Feel, take over your party
From the tip of your fingers
Right down through to your toes and shake it off and let it go

oooo
Go crazy, go crazy
oooo
Feel me, just feel me
oooo
Go crazy, go crazy
oooo
Crazy

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oooo
oooo
oooo

Feel all over your body
Ain’t no need to worry, tonight let’s just party
Go crazy oooo

Feel all over your body
Ain’t no need to worry, tonight let’s just party
Go crazy oooo
Feel, take over your party
From the tip of your fingers
Right down through to your toes and shake it off and let it go

oooo
Go crazy, go crazy
oooo
Feel me, just feel me
oooo
Go crazy, go crazy
oooo
oooo
oooo
Go crazy, go crazy
oooo
Feel me, just feel me
oooo
Go crazy, go crazy
oooo
Crazy

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Ricki-Lee - Crazy

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