Biffy Clyro - Stingin' Belle Lyrics and Video
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Biffy Clyro
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'Stingin' Belle' Lyrics - Biffy Clyro
Here is Stingin' Belle Lyrics by Biffy Clyro
You say love, I say killin’ time
What’s mine is yours, yours is mine
You make me laugh, I make you cry
I guess that rhymes
You’re contained by floors and walls
I’m contained by your control
You’re overthrown but underworn
I told you so
We’re singing for the stinging belle
Surely lost her way
Claiming all the simple times
Inside her tragic day
Grow some balls and speak your mind
You think you’re cool like a porcupine
You’re more like doves, they’re taking flight
The sky is mine
We’re singing for the stinging belle
Surely lost her way
Claiming all the simple times
Inside her tragic day
X2
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Friday, August 03, 2012 |
Hoodie Allen - Hey Now Lyrics and Video
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Hoodie Allen
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'Hey Now' Lyrics - Hoodie Allen
Here is Hey Now Lyrics by Hoodie Allen
Designated driver but I'm drinking 'till my wallets closed
This right here, that's rock n' roll
You just call it Rocky Road
Sorry Mr. Ocifer
Ok, I meant officer
But all these shots just turn me to a gossiper
TMZ binoculars, and knocking on my window like I'm popular
All I see is red lights
Ain't nobody stopping ya
You must be confused
I don't think you read the news much
I'm a Rasta Monsta on the beat, Luis Guzman
[Hook]
And I feel like I'm drinking for the first time
Ain't no medicine to keep my head from spinning
And I feel like I'm drinking for the first time
Let me take you back to the beginning
I mean like way back
You get love and I make that
My bass notes cost pesos
These girls coming like asap
So stay strapped, stay good
They hatted on what we coulda been
And I'm back packing through Brooklyn
And we made this song, we good again
Hey now, Hey now
You've been fucking up my day now, day now
I just gotta find a way out, way out
I don't wanna go home
Hey now, Hey now
I'm finally getting paid now, paid now
I got models eating take out, take out
I don't wanna go home
Girls be in the club trying to sing along with Taio Cruz
I swear they know like every word, but they can't even tie their shoes
I'm amused
My music is influenced by the muses
I'm confused
Did you think I liked you for your new kicks
High heels, low chance
A little bit of love in this slow dance
We all trying to grow up so fast
That we don't really know that what we got is romance
Don't you brag, keep it hush
You know that this luck could die
Turn it up a little bit
What you hear is something silent
[Hook]
Tomorrow is never promised
I said I'm tired of being honest
Your just trying to pick my brain
And I'm just trying to pick your wallet
I'mma walk away cause I know the way we live today ain't orthodoxes
Getting late but we're all awake
And we're talking loud so just call the cops
And make us stop if you can
You can try to ring us up
Set up a perimeter but we ain't ever been in love
I got a couple minutes left
Maybe I should live it up
But this time, it's time you should give it up
[Hook]
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Friday, August 03, 2012 |
Cory Gunz - Stacks On Deck Lyrics and Video
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Cory Gunz
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'Stacks On Deck' Lyrics - Cory Gunz
Here is Stacks On Deck Lyrics by Cory Gunz
Snapback, new jays, her miss, guessed alone
Bad bitch, rolling up, so tight, she whistle chrome
Cop blocking, shop knocking, my hustle, get you on
Can't come out, without a gun around where I'm from
You better get you one
Been bossing, been banging, been flossing, been ...
No license, 50 cent, die trying, to get rich
Fuck a hater, and his girl, or a man, what's the be
Say the word, the blaze will whip your ass in ...degree
Try me though, exercise, stretch your ass, exercise
Stump your ass, double can
Stretch a mattress, extra size
Fuck niggas, nagging bitches
Police chase us, law they missing
Hoe I smoke shit for your system
Making weed, for the symptoms
I'm about to go so retarded, go dumb,
I'm bout to go superbad
You click, new ... stupid bitch, super ...
Stacks on deck, track on deck, clap on deck, back on deck
Liqor, molly and a sack on deck
2 bad bitches and a black on deck
Stacks on deck, stacks on deck, stacks on deck, stacks on deck
Strap on deck, strap on deck, strap on deck, strap on deck,
Trap on deck, trap on deck, trap on deck, trap on deck
I'm back on deck, back on deck, back, on deck, back on deck x 2
All eyes on me, word of pot, capital punishment, word of pun
I'm ready to die, that's word to...
What the fuck am I talking bout, where's the guns
Y'all know what my greed be, ymcnb
Shout uncle bun b
I pull this for pimp c
Say big fish eat little fish, bitch don't you forget that
Talk all that gun talk bitch
Won't you go get that
Don't risk that, pop shit with no get that
That girl guns with no kick back and that shit...
Like click back, click clack,
Flip your how with that
One even my birthday and she lick that
All I'm stressing is paper, all I'm stressing is chicken
All I'm wanting is this money
You fuck niggas who don't get it
Bust that ass in my law
Taxi back in my condo... bitch not even my mom know
Backwards, swisher dutch, 2 cups ice and that's pronto
When it rain ... wet, you can't catch, now ...
Stacks on deck, stacks on deck, stacks on deck, stacks on deck
Strap on deck, strap on deck, strap on deck, strap on deck,
Trap on deck, trap on deck, trap on deck, trap on deck
I'm back on deck, back on deck, back, on deck, back on deck x 2
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Friday, August 03, 2012 |
Alanis Morissette - Lens Lyrics and Video
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Alanis Morissette
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'Lens' Lyrics - Alanis Morissette
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you and i are in the same room
we both think we’re fair
we both live for truths
but then how are we to define something so subjective
living under the same roof
so here these battles of wills
they beg for some proof
of right versus wrong
your approach seems better than mine
though it’s working for you all i feel is disconnection
so now it’s your (your) religion ‘gainst my (my) religion
my humble opinion ‘gainst yours
this does not feel like love
it’s your (your) conviction ‘gainst my (my) conviction
and i’d like to know what we’ve seen
through the lens of love…love…love…love
and so now your grand assessment is that i’m not in your group that i’m not your kind
and so we’re locked in a stalemate with you in your corner and me dismayed in mine
repeat chorus
and this stance keeps us locked in biophilias
and this lie remains about us being separate
repeat chorus
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'Lens' Lyrics - Alanis Morissette
Here is Lens Lyrics by Alanis Morissette
you and i are in the same room
we both think we’re fair
we both live for truths
but then how are we to define something so subjective
living under the same roof
so here these battles of wills
they beg for some proof
of right versus wrong
your approach seems better than mine
though it’s working for you all i feel is disconnection
so now it’s your (your) religion ‘gainst my (my) religion
my humble opinion ‘gainst yours
this does not feel like love
it’s your (your) conviction ‘gainst my (my) conviction
and i’d like to know what we’ve seen
through the lens of love…love…love…love
and so now your grand assessment is that i’m not in your group that i’m not your kind
and so we’re locked in a stalemate with you in your corner and me dismayed in mine
repeat chorus
and this stance keeps us locked in biophilias
and this lie remains about us being separate
repeat chorus
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Thursday, August 02, 2012 |
Ronan Keating - Fires Lyrics and Video
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Ronan Keating
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'Fires' Lyrics - Ronan Keating
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you’re far away, so far away
have to believe that you can still feel me
and i can only wait and miss you
now we’re locked in time, out on the wire
i wish that i could fight the world for you
i’m always on your side
if i could trade places, you know i would
hold on
don’t let go
just stay on that road in that heartbeat
you’re not alone in the dark, can you see me
cos i’ll be lighting fires, fires, for you
i’ll be lighting fires, fires, for you
i’m there in the light when you need me, to find your way home
i’ll never leave, you know i won’t
i feel you’re close, you’re coming back to me
and summer may be over
but she leaves you her song
hold on
don’t let go
just stay on that road in that heartbeat
you’re not alone in the dark, can you see me
cos i’ll be lighting fires, fires, for you
i’ll be lighting fires, fires, for you
i’m there in the light when you need me, to find your way home
i’ll be lighting fires, fires, for you
i’ll be lighting fires, fires, for you
i’ll be lighting fires
oh whoa
just stay on that road in that heartbeat
you’re not alone in the dark, can you see me
cos i’ll be lighting fires, fires, for you
i’ll be lighting fires, fires, for you
i’m there in the light when you need me, to find your way home
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Thursday, August 02, 2012 |
Iggy Azalea - Me, Myself, My Money Lyrics and Video
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Iggy Azalea
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'Me, Myself, My Money' Lyrics - Iggy Azalea
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[hook] x 2
they’d buy my shit if they could
damn i make it look good
i’m bound to paper like wood
oh you hating yeah, you should
cause it’s just me, myself, my money
me, myself, my money
me, myself, my money
me, myself, my money
these moreschi’s killing my feet
versace shades ’cause i’m feeling low key
case of ace ’cause the homies with me
no id they know me
itg that’s how you sound
chic luzana i ain’t camera
might put diamonds on my mclaren
like damn that wife is priced
my son is signed’, yeah fuck you payin’
they pay me more ’cause i get shit you one hundred six four
six oh oh don’t send that dough
wash mc’s stay willin’ on sheets
crack rock flow bitch cook that dough
put it in the streets say took that dough
i cook that dough, throw it to the ceiling
it fell on the floor, iggy you killin’ i already know
can’t tell me nothing if you already broke i’m already on
aiming for the stars i’m already gone
gotta have dinner with a man on the moon
married to the shit and the money’s my groom
i’m swirving that shit, i ain’t grabbing that broom
(hook)
they’d buy my shit if they could
damn i make it look good
i’m bound to paper like wood
oh you hating yeah, you should
cause it’s just me, myself, my money
me, myself, my money
me, myself, my money
me, myself, my money
all wins no losses, life for the boss bitch
all i need is an office,i’m turning shit off
all i need is a coffin ,
ridin’ circles while they weez in the coffin
let the bullshit walk, let my money do the talking
put up runner walk ’cause there’s my target
roll day driving yeah that’s my target
pull up ,park it no keys shit
push it start it, trim cocktails
his name is marcus, haters salty
nothing cash, i came with ben and andrew
we might just ’cause a scandal,
find out that we menage our nicky’s handle
yeah that’s my ammo,i’m on fire
just lit the candle, head in sky
bitch i’m the shit, you should think so too
g shit,just gimme my money, ammo why take money over you
[hook]
they’d buy my shit if they could
damn i make it look good
i’m bound to paper like wood
oh you hating yeah, you should
cause it’s just me, myself, my money
me, myself, my money
me, myself, my money
me, myself, my money
it’s just me, myself, my money
in the land of the milk and honey
i came with some playboy bunnies
and have to see this coming
this shit right here by dollars
to stun on whole’s my honour
this bitch must be in hell
if the devil wears prada
keep it real they don’t want nada
getting cheese like enchiladas
you ain’t talking ’bout that money what the fuck you sayin’
i’m cashing out what the fuck you playing,playing,playing
you ain’t talking ’bout that money what the fuck you sayin’
[hook] x 2
they’d buy my shit if they could
damn i make it look good
i’m bound to paper like wood
oh you hating yeah, you should
cause it’s just me, myself, my money
me, myself, my money
me, myself, my money
me, myself, my money
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Thursday, August 02, 2012 |
Iggy Azalea - Millionaire Misfits Lyrics and Video (Ft. B.o.B)
Artist
B.o.B,
Iggy Azalea
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'Millionaire Misfits' Lyrics - Iggy Azalea (Ft. B.o.B)
Here is Millionaire Misfits Lyrics by Iggy Azalea Ft. B.o.B
(intro)
yeah we finally on, tell the world on
yeah we finally on, tell the world on
tell the world we on,tell the world we on
that’s the shit that i live for
that’s the shit that i live for
that’s the shit that i live for
who we sent get real
tell the world we on
(verse : iggy azalea)
we fucking like blissing,eh tip done made an investment
it’s hustle game till i’m resting
plus i’m riding around and i’m flexin’
hundred racks for a show,run it
broke bitches, i blow honey
see you ain’t talking ’bout no money
what you talking ’bout hoe? nothing,nothing
gdod,get dough or die we do
powder blue guiseppes and i ease a maserati coupe
to all my bitches that’s pretty and got a body too
tell ‘em throw that dough in the air and go catch it
(hook)
i said we kick shit ,big shit million dollar misfits
million dollar misfits,million dollar misfits
we kick shit ,big shit, million dollar misfits
million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits
finally on (that’s the shit that i live for)
the world we on(that’s the shit that i live for) ,
yeah we finally on (that’s the shit that i live for )
the world we on(that’s the shit that i live for
who we sent to get real)
(verse: b.o.b)
i said, i said ,i said i hop in the coupe
them i throw up the deuce
i take my city every where i go
in that a hat salute
you see it’s hustle game bang bang my niggers
we too hard you can’t hang
ain’t no candidates ridin’ this beat, that murder business campaign
see i roll up the ciggy,burning donuts with iggy
anywhere we land on the globe, we the hottest shit in yo city
your woman know when we coming she gon’ pop up any minute
she poppin’ nails,poppin’ pillies
might cop a porsche, pop a wheelie
(hook)
i said we kick shit ,big shit million dollar misfits
million dollar misfits,million dollar misfits
we kick shit ,big shit, million dollar misfits
million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits
finally on
the world we on
yeah we finally on
the world we on
(verse : iggy azalea)
okay shining all i know, and balling all i do
get the millions when the spring and summer fall i do
falling through, you saw my crew
we red carpet ready,bitch you say you are as who
dead fresh like we woke up on the runway
damn bitch,body banging like gun play
red bottoms no high tops no sick rocks
no hyundai i’m dumn paid
couldn’t get 3 stacks outta andre
they ask me what i want, i ask ‘em what you got
everything private plane multi million dollar yacht
got that off my hand the mansion
on my way to cabo ,riding suicidal condos
get money by the fallows
(hook)
i said we kick shit ,big shit million dollar misfits
million dollar misfits,million dollar misfits
we kick shit ,big shit, million dollar misfits
million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits
that’s the shit that i live for
that’s the shit that i live for
that’s the shit that i live for
tell the world we on
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