2pac - changes

Come on come on

I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself
is life worth living or should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black
my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn about a negro
pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero
Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares
one less hungry mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers
give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other
It's time to fight back that's what Huey said
2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead
I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere
unless we share with each other
We gotta start makin' changes
learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers
and that's how it's supposed to be
How can the devil take a brother if he's close to me?
I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
but things change, and that's the way it is

::CHORUS::
That's just the way it is
Things'll never be the same
That's just the way it is
aww yeah
(Repeat)

-2-
I see no changes all I see is racist faces
misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
We under I wonder what it takes to make this
one better place, let's erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right
'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight
and the only time we chill is when we kill each other
it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other
And although it seems heaven sent
We ain't yet, to see a black President, uhh
It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact
the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks
But some things will never change
try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game
Now tell me what's a mother to do
bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you
You gotta operate the easy way
"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way
sellin' crack to the kids. " I gotta get paid,"
Well hey,that's the way it is

::CHORUS::
That's just the way it is
Things'll never be the same
That's just the way it is
aww yeah
(Repeat)

Talking:
We gotta make a change...
It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live
and let's change the way we treat each other.
You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do
what we gotta do, to survive.

-3-
And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace
It's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East
Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs
so the police can bother me
And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do
But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you
Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up,
crack you up and pimp smack you up
You gotta learn to hold ya own
they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone
But tell the cops they can't touch this
I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this
That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool
my mama didn't raise no fool
And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped
& I never get to lay back
'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs
some buck that I roughed up way back
comin' back after all these years
rat-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh

::CHORUS::
That's just the way it is
Things'll never be the same
That's just the way it is
aww yeah

You're my brother, you're my sister
That's just the way it is (way it is,way it is)
Things will never be the same
You're my brother, you're my sister
That's the way it is
Aww yeah

2pac - ghetto gospel

Uh..
Hit 'em with a little ghetto gospel

[Chorus: Elton John]
Those who wish to follow me (My ghetto gospel)
I welcome with my hands
And the red sun sinks at last
Into the hills of gold
And peace to this young worrier
Without the sounds of guns

[Verse 1]
If I could recollect before my hood days
I'd sit and reminisce thinkin of bliss of the good days
I stop and stare at the younger; my heart goes to 'em
AIDS tested, it was stress that they under
And nowadays things chance
Everyone's ashamed of the youth, cuz the truth look strange
And for me it's reversed, we left them a world that's cursed and it hurts
Cuz any day they'll push the button
And all commend, like Malcolm X and Bobby Hut died for nothin
Thought'll make you get teary, the world looks dreary
When you wipe your eyes, see it clearly
There's no need for you to fear me
If you take your time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me
It aint about black or white, cuz we're human
I hope we see the light before it's ruined
My Ghetto Gospel

[Chorus]
Those who wish to follow me (Ghetto gospel)
I welcome with my hands
And the red sun sinks at last
Into the hills of gold
And peace to this young worrier
Without the sounds of guns

[Verse 2]
Tell me do you see that old lady, aint it sad?
Livin outta bags, but she's glad for the little things she has
And over there there's a lady
Crack got her crazy, guess who's givin birth to a baby
I don't trip or let it fade me
From outta the frying pan we jumpin to another form of slavery
Even now I get discouraged
Wonder if they take it all back, will I still keep the courage'
I refuse to be a role model
I say go, stay in control, drink out my own bottles
I made mistakes but learned from every one
And when it's said and done
I bet this world could be a better one
If I upset you don't stress
Never forget, that God hasn't finished with me yet
I feel his hand on my brain
When I write rhymes, I go blind and let the Lord do his thing
But am I less holy?
Cuz I chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
Before we find world peace
We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets
My Ghetto Gospel

[Chorus]
Those who wish to follow me (my ghetto gospel)
I welcome with my hands
And the red sun sinks at last
into hills of gold
And peace to this young worrier
Without the sounds of guns

Lord can you hear me speak?
I pay the price for being hell bound

2pac - hit 'm up

So I fucked your bitch
You fat mutha-fucka {Take Money}
West Side
Bad Boy Killers {Take Money}
You know who the realist is
Niggas we bring it to {Take Money}
[ha ha, that's alright]

First off, fuck your bitch
And the click you claim
West side when we ride
Come equipped with game
You claim to be a playa
But, I fucked your wife
We bust on Bad Boys
Niggas fuck for Life
Plus Puffy tryin' to see me weak
Hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior Mafia
Some mark ass bitches
We keep on coming
While we running for yah jewels
Steady gunning
Keep on busting at them fools
You know the rules
Little Ceasar go ask you homie
How i'll leave yah
Cut your young ass up
See yah in pieces
Now be deceased
Little Kim,
Don't fuck with real G's
Quick to snatch your ugly ass, off the streets
So fuck peace
I'll let them niggas know
It's on for Life
Don't let the west side
Ride the night [ha ha]
Bad Boys murdered on Wax and kill
Fuck with me
And get your caps peeled
You know, See

Grab your glocks when you see 2pac
Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh
Who shot me,
But, your punks didn't finish
Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga, I hit 'em up

Check this out
You mutha-fuckas know what time it is
I don't know why I'm even on this track
Y'all niggas ain't even on my level
I'm going to let my little homies
Ride on yah
Bitch made ass Bad Boys bitches
{ahh yo, yo, hold the fuck up}

Get out the way yo
Get out the way yo
Biggie Smalls just got dropped
Little move pass the mac
And let me hit 'em in his back
Frank White needs to get spanked right
For setting up traps
Little accident murderers
And I ain't never heard of yah
Poise less gats attack when I'm serving yah
Spank the shank
Your whole style when I gank
Gaurd your rank
Cause I'm a slam your ass in a pang
Puffy weaker than a fuckin' block
I'm running through nigga
And I'm smoking Junior Mafia
In front of yah nigga
With the ready power
Tucked in my Guess
Under my Eddie Bower
Your clout petty sour
I push packages ever hour
I hit 'em up

Grab your glocks when you see 2pac
Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh
Who shot me,
But, your punks didn't finish
Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga, We hit 'em up

Peep how we do it
Keep it real
Its penitentary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle
All you niggas getting killed
With your mouths open
Tryin' to come up off of me
You and the clouds hoping
Smoking dope
It's like a Shermine
Niggas think they learned to fly
But they burn mutha-fucka you deserve to die
Talking about you Getting Money
But its funny to me
All you niggas living bummy
While you fucking with me?
I'm a self made Millioniare
Thug livin', out of prison
Pistols in the Air {Air} [Ha Ha]
Biggie remember when I use to let you sleep on the couch
And beg the bitch to let you sleep on the house
Now its all about versace
You copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me
I took it and smiled
Now I'm back to set the record straight
With my A-K
I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Mutha-fucka I'll Hit 'Em Up

I'm from N E W jers.
Where plenty of murders occurs
No points to come
We bring drama to all you herds
Now go check the scenerio
Little Ceas'
I'll bring you fake G's to yah knees
Copin' pleas with these [???]
Little Kim is yah
Coked up or doped up
Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up
What the fuck?
Is you stupid?
I take money,
crash and mash through Brooklyn
With my click looting, shooting, and polluting your block
With fifteen shot,
Cocked glock to your knot
Outlaw Mafia click moving up another knotch
And your [?"Pop stars" pops?] and get dropped and mopped
And all your fake ass east coast props
Brainstormed and locked

You's a B-writer
Pac style taker
I'll tell you to face, you ain't nothing shit but a faker
Soften the Alize with a chaser
Bout to get murdered for the paper
Idi Amin approach the scene of the caper
Like a loc, with little Ceas' in a choke [uhh]
Toting smoke, we ain't no mutha-fuckin' joke
Thug Life, niggas better be known
Be approaching
In the wide open, gun smoking
No need for hoping
It's a battle lost
I gottem crossed as soon as the funk is boping off
Nigga, I hit 'em up

Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run [ha ha]
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior Mafia click
Dressing up to be us
How the fuck they gonna be the Mob?
When we always on out job
We millionaire's
Killing ain't fair
But somebody got to do it

Oh yah Mobb Deep [uhh]
You wanna fuck with us
You Little young ass mutha-fuckas
Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something
You fucking with me, nigga ?
You fuck around and catch a siezure or a heart-attack
You better back the fuck up
Before you get smacked the fuck up
This is how we do it on our side
Any of you niggas from New York that want to bring it,
Bring it.
But we ain't singing,
We bringing drama
Fuck you and your mother fucking mama.
We gonna kill all you mother fuckers.
Now when I came out, I told you it was just about biggie.
Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother fuckin opinion
Well this is how we gon' do this:
Fuck Mobb Deep,
Fuck Biggie,
Fuck Bad Boy as a staff, record label, and as a mother fuckin crew.
And if you want to be down with Bad Boy,
Then fuck you too.
Chino XL, fuck you too.
All you mother fuckers,
Fuck you too.
(take money, take money)
All of y'all mother fuckers,
Fuck you, die slow mother fucker.
My fo' fo' (.44 magnum) make sure all yo' kids don't grow.
You mother fuckers can't be us or see us.
We mother fuckin' Thug Life riders.
West Side till' we die.
Out here in California, nigga
We warned ya'
We'll bomb on you mother fuckers.
We do our job.
You think you the mob, nigga, we the mother fuckin' mob
Ain't nuttin' but killers
And the real niggas, all you mother fuckers feel us.
Our shit goes tripple and four quadruple
You niggas laugh cuz our staff got guns under they mother fuckin' belts
You know how it is and we drop records they felt
You niggas can't feel it
We the realist
Fuck 'em.
We Bad Boy killas.

2pac - keep ya head up

Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots
I give a holler to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, if don't nobody else care
And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot
When you come around the block brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up
And when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him
And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him
Cause sista you don't need him
And I ain't tryin to cash up, I just call em how I see em
You know it makes me unhappy (what's that)
When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be unhappy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?
I think it's time to kill for our women
Time to heal our women, be real to our women
And if we don't we'll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man can't make one
He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
So will the real men get up
I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up

Eeewww child things are gonna get easier
Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter

Eeewww child things are gonna get easier
Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter

Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me
He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be
And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough
And though we had it rough, we always had enough
I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules
Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two
And I realize momma really paid the price
She nearly gave her life, to raise me right
And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream
Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen
I'm tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rent
And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen
I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind
Last night my buddy lost his whole family
It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity
It seems tha rain'll never let up
I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up
You know it's funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor
Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is
it ain't no hope for tha future
And then they wonder why we crazy
I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby
We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup
And even though you're fed up
Huh, ya got to keep your head up

Eeewww child things are gonna get easier
Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter

Eeewww child things are gonna get easier
Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter

And uhh
To all the ladies havin babies on they own
I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone
Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em
Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure
And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more
Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son
Wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo'
You can't complain you was dealt this
Hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless
Because there's too many things for you to deal with
Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless
While tears, is rollin down your cheeks
Ya steady hopin things don't all down this week
Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me
I was given this world I didn't make it
And now my son's getten older and older and cold
From havin the world on his shoulders
While the rich kids is drivin Benz
I'm still tryin to hold on to survivin friends
And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but
Please... you got to keep your head up

50 cent ft robin thicke - follow my lead

[Chorus - 50 Cent]
Follow my lead, baby I could be all you need, If you follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'll hold you down put your trust in me, baby follow my lead
Follow my lead, I think God made you for me, follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'm the one Girl in time you'll see

[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
Dont listen to the rumours they say 50 f**kin' crazy
50 dont know how to treat a lady
Hey Girl, I like you a lot I dont wanna hurt you
But I call a square a square and a circle a circle
Ride by the beach, I call you a bitch then hang up
Probably call you right back and shit
And I have to say baby I apologize, cross my fingers God forgive me for
tellin' lies
Like Janet Jackson say "I miss you much, I really wanna feel your touch"
As Bobby said "Baby I could pass the day, watchin' you model Lingerie"
I wanna spend the night tonight shorty If its okay
You can be my Beyonce I'll be your Jay
I gotta great sense of humour, questions make ya smile then I whoo ya!
You know how I do ya, or do ya?

[Chorus - 50 Cent]
Follow my lead, baby I could be all you need, If you follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'll hold you down put your trust in me, baby follow my lead
Follow my lead, I think God made you for me, follow my lead
[Follow My Lead lyrics on [url]http://www.metrolyrics.com[/url]]

Follow my lead, I'm the one Girl in time you'll see

[Verse 2 - 50 Cent]
It's New York, to London, you wonderin' whats gonna be the next stop
I told you, Im'a Don you goin' on ma'dam
After you shop 'till your feet hurt in Malones
Now take a picture these are moments you can cherrish
They say the scene of me was made for lovers out in Paris
The risers and the beleivers sayin' "50 we love you"
But out there, theres no me so I love them
You may not recognize this, the reason I exist
Deliver best than the best so perfection I guess
Just like I miss the stress, I'll pass the test
Everytime I drop, Im burnin' hot
I dont care If she loves me or loves me not
As long as I enjoy the time that we spent
I dont care, baby we could f**k and be friends
Matter fact we can do it right in the back of my Benz
You know its me..

[Chorus - 50 Cent]
Follow my lead, baby I could be all you need, If you follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'll hold you down put your trust in me, baby follow my lead
Follow my lead, I think God made you for me, follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'm the one Girl in time you'll see

50 cent - if i can't

[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do well, homey, it can't be done
Now I'mma let the champagne bottle pop
I'mma take it to the top
Fo sho I'mma make it hot, baby (baby)

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin I pop
Stand alone squeezin my pistol I'm sure that I gotta
Now Peter Piper picked peppers and dont rock rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a lil bit but I pop nines
Tell niggaz, "Get they money right," cuz I got mine
And I'm around quit playin nigga you can't shine
You gon be that next chump to end up in the trunk
After bein hit by the pump, is that what you want?
Be easy nigga, I lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, thats whut I'm about, gangsta
You could find a nigga sittin on chrome
Hit the clutch, hit the gear, hit the gas and I'm gone (Yea!)

[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do it all, homey, it can't be done
Now I'mma let the champagne bottle pop
I'mma take it to the top
Fo sho I'mma make it hot, baby (baby)

[Verse 2: 50 Cent (Dr Dre)]
I'm down for the action, he smart with his mouth so smack 'em
You holdin a strap, he might come back so clap 'em
React like a gangsta, die like a gangsta for actin
Cuz you'll get hit & homicide'll be askin, "Whut happened?"
OH NO look who crept in with the FO'FO'
20 inch rims sittin on LOW-PRO
Eastside, Westside niggaz ALL KNOW, I'm LO-CO
Even my mama said, "Something really wrong with my brain"
Niggaz dont rob me they know I'm down to die for my chain
G-UNIT! We get it poppin in the hood
G-UNIT! Muthafucka whuts good?
I'm waitin on niggaz to act like they dont know how to act
I had a sip of too much Jack, I'll blow 'em off the map
With the mack, thinkin its all rap
Til that ass get clapped and Doc say "It's a wrap"

(It's a wrap, nigga)

[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do it all, homey, it can't be done
Now I'mma let the champagne bottle pop
I'mma take it to the top
Fo sho I'mma make it hot, baby (baby)

[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
I been feelin I have to teach lessons to slow learners
Go head act up, get smacked in the head with the burner
I dont fight fair, I'm dirty-dirty
I'm from Southside Jamaica, Queens, nigga ya'heard me?
When streetlights come on niggaz blast the nines
Get locked up, they read books to pass the time
In the game there's up's and down's, so I stay on the grind
Niggaz on my dick more than my bitch, I stay on they mind
They aint nothin they could do to stop my shine
This is +God's Plan+ homey, this aint mine
I played the music loud so Grandpa called me a nuisance
And Grandma; who always gotta throw her two cents
I'm the drop out who made more more money than these teachers
Roofless/Ruthless like the Coupe but I come with more features
I am what I am, you could like it or love it
It feels good to pull 50 grand and think nothin of it
Fuck it

[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do it all, homey, it can't be done
Now I'mma let the champagne bottle pop
I'mma take it to the top
Fo sho I'mma make it hot, baby (baby)

If I can't do well, homey, it can't be done
Now I'mma let the champagne bottle pop
I'mma take it to the top
Fo sho I'mma make it hot, baby (baby)

Uh huh, hood make it hot
Dr Dre, Aftermath
Shady, ha ha

50 cent - in da club

[50 Cent]
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Go shawny, it's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' zip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a fuck it's not your birthday!

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami I got the X if you into takin drugs
I'm into havin sex, I ain't into makin love
So come gimme a hug, if you're into gettin rubbed

[Verse One]
When I pull up out front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club
Niggaz heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes, they wanna fuck
But homie ain't nuttin changed hoes down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the cut - hey nigga roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a player or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I don't walk wit a limp (I'm aight)
In the hood, in L.A. they sayin "50 you're hot"
They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac
But holla in New York them niggaz'll tell ya I'm loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
I'm fully focused man, my money on my mind
Got a mill' out the deal and I'm still on the grind
Now shawty said she feelin my style, she feelin my flow
Her girlfriend willin to get bi and they ready to go (o-kay!)

[Chorus]

[Bridge: sing-song]
My flow, my show brought me the dough
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels
Look nigga I done came up, and I ain't changed

[Verse Two]
And you should love it, way more then you hate it
Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toastin to the good life
You that faggot-ass nigga tryin to pull me back right?
When my joint get to pumpin in the club it's on
I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone
If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn
If you talkin about money homie, I ain't concerned
I'ma tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the style up
If the niggaz hate then let 'em hate then watch the money pile up
Or we go upside your head wit a bottle of bub'
They know where we fuckin be

[Chorus]

[50 Cent]
Don't try to act like you don't know where we be neither nigga
We in the club all the time nigga, it's about to pop off nigga
G-Unit

50 cent - just a lil bit

no
Shady
Aftermath
G-Unit

[Verse 1]
Damn baby all I need is a lil bit
A lil bit of this, a lil bit of that
Get it crackin' in the club when you hear this shit
Drop it like its hot, get to workin' that back
Go shake that thang, yeah work that thang
Let me see it go up and down
Rotate that thang, I wanna touch that thang
Can you make it go round and round
I step up in the club, I'm like who you with
G-Unit in the house, yeah thats my clique
Yeah I'm young, but a nigga from the old school
On the dance floor, a nigga doin' old moves
I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do
I hit your ass up, boy I done warned you
Better listen, when I talk, nigga don't trip
Yo' heat in the car, mine's in this bitch
I ain't tryna beef, I'm tryna get my drink on
Got my diamonds, my fitted, and my mink on
I'ma kick it at the bar till its time to go
Then I'ma get shorty here and I'ma let her know

[Chorus]
All a nigga really need is a lil bit
Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit
We can head to the crib in a lil bit
I can show ya how I live in a lil bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit
Take 'em off and pull 'em down just a lil bit
Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit
Get to lickin' and (*edited*) a lil bit

[Verse 2]
This is 50, comin' out your stereos
Hard to tell though, cause I switched the flow
Eyes a lil low, cause I twist the dro'
Pockets on slow cause I move the O's
My neck, my wrist, my ears is froze
Come get ya bitch, she on me dawg
She musta heard about the dough
Now captain come on and save a hoe
I get it crunk in the club, I'm off the chain
Number one on the chart, all the time mayn
When the kid in the house, I turn it out
Keep the dance floor packed, thats without a doubt
And shorty shake that thang like a pro mayn
She back it up on me I'm like oh mayn
I get close enough to her so I know she can hear
System thumpin', party jumpin', I said loud and clear

[Chorus]
All a nigga really need is a lil bit
Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit
We can head to the crib in a lil bit
I can show ya how I live in a lil bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit
Take 'em off and pull 'em down just a lil bit
Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit
Get to lickin' and (*edited*) a lil bit

[Bridge]
Baby you got me feelin' right (ya heard me)
My mama gone, you can spend the night (ya heard me)
I ain't playin', I'ma tryna (*edited*) tonight (ya heard me)
Clothes off, face down, ass up, c'mon

[Chorus x2]
All a nigga really need is a lil bit
Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit
We can head to the crib in a lil bit
I can show ya how I live in a lil bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit
Take 'em off and pull 'em down a lil bit
Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit
Get to lickin' and (*edited*) a lil bit

50cent ft eminem,Cashis,Lloyd Banks - You Don't Know
[ Intro ]

Who run it? You know, you actin' like you don't know..
We run it.. You know but you actin' like you don't know..
Who run it? You know, you actin' like you don't know..
We run it.. You know but you actin' like you don't know..

[ Chorus ]

You know, you actin' like you don't know
I tear the club up fo' sho
This flow is gon' bring more dough
And you know but actin' like you don't know

[ Verse 1 ] [ 50 cent ]

Now homie I say I run it run it cause Im in control
Hypnotic, hennessey, a couple shots of patrone
I have you feelin' aight, I get you high as a kite
Party poppin' shorty said she's comin' with me tonight
I ain't shoulder leanin', I ain't snappin' and poppin'
Either Im bobbin' my head or Im just standin' there watchin' [uh huh!]
I'm a hustler I hustle, you can tell that Im paid
And I protect what I got, Im in the house with my blade
Nigga you front you gon' get it, ok now maybe I said it
Cuz I want you triddip, yeah I be on that shiddit
You should see when Im stuntin' I flash the stones that be wantin' (haha!)
Push the whip see me rollin', you can tell that Im holdin'
I'm just doin' my thang, you know the units the gang
I got my grimy shady with me you front you'll have to get me
Off your ass (yeah!), I pay the lawsuit and laugh (haha!)
It's not a big deal it's nuttin' but some cash.. [bring the hook back!]

[ Chorus ]

Who run it? You know, you actin' like you don't know
I tear the club up fo' sho
This flow is gon' bring more dough [fifty]
And you know but actin' like you don't know [g-unit!]
Who run it? You know, you actin' like you don't know
I tear the club up fo' sho
This flow is gon' bring more dough [yeah!]
And you know but actin' like you don't know

[ Verse 2 ] [ Eminem ]

When me and fif got together to do this music
The more we became enveloped we just developed a fellowship through it
It's no pretend shit, it's friendship, me nemisis is su nemisis
Ain't for him, it's just media, see to them it's just images [come on!]
But this shit is no gimmicks, this is blood in and blood out (whoooo!)
When it's beef you jus' gotta know when to butt in and butt out
If there's a problem we solve it, if we don't resolve it
It just usually jus' evolves into one big brawl and we all get involved in it [yeah!]
We should all get a merit, as much beef we inherit
And wear it like a badge of honor, pass it around and share it
And let it go to whoevers holdin' the most current beef on their shoulders
And their soldiers got their backs till it's over
But tonight, we ain't comin' here to beef with nobody
We came to party, banks, cashis and mr. Ferrari
So it's shady after-mizz-ath back in that ass, you izz-ass [yeah.. Come on!]
Come izzon what kinda fizz-uckin' position is that.. (haaa!)

[ Chorus ]

Who run it? [you know, you actin' like you don't know]
I tear the club up fo' sho
[this flow is gon' bring more dough]
And you know but actin' like you don't know
Who run it? [i said you know, you actin' like you don't know]
I tear the club up fo' sho
[this flow is gon' bring more dough]
And you know but actin' like you don't know {cashis, break it down now!}

[ Verse 3 ] [ Cashis ]

Pistol play, ricochet, see where the victim lay
Slumped over bleedin', jfk
Hk to your chest plate
Cave out and ride till the death, do you rep that way
Forever Ima be a shady 7-4 gangster
Plus I survived everything you got in that chamber
I thrived off-a danger, jumpin' in all beef
You keep talkin' shit, now the squad called me.. [banks!]

[ Verse 4 ] [ Lloyd banks ]

Enough holdin' back the steam (uh), em let off a magazine
Dappadon cappa-queens, mixed in with cashis creams (yeah)
Started off with half a dream, developed into what you see
Tellin' ain't my cup of tea, can't tell I’m a fuckin' G [uh huh!]
I'ma hold a 'matic, when I’m at it, start static and you splattered
Shit shattered, Im a walkin' bitch magnet [oh!]
Spit it how I live it, live it all the way to the limit
And Im always on my pivot for my digits, you dig it.. [come on!]

[ Chorus ]

We run it! You know, you actin' like you don't know [whoa!]
I tear the club up fo' sho [fo' sho!]
This flow is gon' bring more dough [more dough!]
And you know but actin' like you don't know [don't know!]
Who run it? You know, you actin' like you don't know [yeah!]
I tear the club up fo' sho
This flow is gon' bring more dough
And you know but actin' like you don't know
Who run it?

[ Outro ] [ Tony Yayo ]

You know what this is..
Shady.. G-unit.. Aftermath..
Lloyd banks.. Cashis.. Marshall mathers.. Ferrari f-50..
Its a movement.. You can't stop it..
Talk of new york, tony yayo..
Go.......
by G.O.D.M.- C,MC,MR

akon - blame it on me

As life goes on I'm starting to learn more and more about responsibility
And I realize that everything I do is affecting the people around me
So I want to take this time out to apologize for things that
I've done things that haven't occurred yet
and things that they don't want to take responsibility for

I'm sorry for the times that I left you home
I was on the road and you were alone
I'm sorry for the times that I had to go
I'm sorry for the fact that I did not know

That you were sitting home just wishing we
Could go back to when it was just you and me
I'm sorry for the times I would neglect
I'm sorry for the times I disrespect

I'm sorry for the wrong things that I've done
I'm sorry I'm not always there for my sons
I'm sorry for the fact that I'm not aware
That you can't sleep at night when I am not there

Because I'm in the streets like everyday
I'm sorry for the things that I did not say
Like how you are the best thing in my world
And how I'm so proud to call you my girl

I understand that there's some problems
And I'm not too blind to know
All the pain you kept inside you
Even though you might not show

If I can't apologize for being wrong
Then it's just a shame on me
I'll be the reason for your pain
And you can put the blame on me

You can put the blame on me
You can put the blame on me
You can put the blame on me
You can put the blame on me

Said you can put the blame on me
Said you can put the blame on me
Said you can put the blame on me
You can put the blame on me

I'm sorry for the things that he put you through
And all the times you didn't know what to do
I'm sorry that you had to go and sell those bags
Just trying to stay busy until you heard from dad

When you would rather be home with all your kids
As one big family with love and bliss
And even though pops treated us like kings
He got a second wife and you didn't agree

He got up and left you there all alone
I'm sorry that you had to do it on your own
I'm sorry that I went and added to your grief
I'm sorry that your son was once a thief


I'm sorry that I grew up way to fast
I wish I would of listened and not be so bad
I'm sorry that your life turned out this way
I'm sorry that the feds came and took me away

I understand that there's some problems
And I'm not too blind to know
All the pain you kept inside you
Even though you might not show

If I can't apologize for being wrong
Then it's just a shame on me
I’ll be the reason for your pain
And you can put the blame on me

You can put the blame on me
You can put the blame on me
You can put the blame on me
You can put the blame on me

Said you can put the blame on me
Said you can put the blame on me
Said you can put the blame on me
You can put the blame on me

I'm sorry that it took so long to see
But they were dead wrong trying to put it on me
I'm sorry that it took so long to speak
But I was on tour with Gwen Stefani

I'm sorry for the hand that she was dealt
And for the embarrassment that she felt
She's just a little young girl trying to have fun
But daddy should of never let her out that young

I'm sorry for Club Zen getting shut down
I hope they manage better next time around
How was I to know she was underage
In a 21 and older club they say

Why doesn't anybody want to take blame
Verizon backed out disgracing my name
I'm just a singer trying to entertain
Because I love my fans I'll take that blame

Even though the blame's on you
Even though the blame's on you
Even though the blame's on you
I'll take that blame from you

And you can put that blame on me
And you can put that blame on me
You can put that blame on me
You can put that blame on me

And you can put that blame on me

And you can put that blame on me

akon - don't matter

(refrein)
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
(Cause I got you babe)
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
(Cause I got you babe)
Cause we gon' fight
Oh yes we gon' fight
Believe we gon' fight
Fight for our right to love yeah
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
(Cause I got you)


Nobody wanna see us together
Nobody thought we'd last forever
I feel them hopin' and prayin'
Things between us don´t get better
Men steady comin' after you
Women steady comin' after me
Seem like everybody wanna go for self
And don't wanna respect boundaries
Tellin' you all those lies
Just to get on your side
But I must admit there was a couple secrets
I held inside
But just know that I tried
To always apologize
And I'ma have you first always in my heart
To keep you satisfied

(Refrein)
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Cause we gon' fight
Oh yes we gon' fight
Believe we gon' fight
Fight for our right to love yeah
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you

Got every right to wanna leave
Got every right to wanna go
Got every right to hit the road
And never talk to me no more
You don't even have to call
Even check for me at all
Because the way I been actin' lately
Has been off the wall
Especially toward you
Puttin' girls before you
And they watchin' everything I been doin'
Just to hurt you
Most of it just ain't true
And they won't show you
How much of a queen you are to me
And why I love you baby

Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Cause we gon' fight
Oh yes we gon' fight
Believe we gon' fight
Fight for our right to love yeah
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you

Oh oh oh oh oh
Cause I got you
oh oh oh oh oh
Cause I got you
Ooooh
Cause I got you babe
Cause I got you
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Cause we gon' fight
Oh yes we gon' fight
Believe we gon' fight
Fight for our right to love yeah
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Cause I got you babe
Cause we gon' fight
Oh yes we gon' fight
Believe we gon' fight
Fight for our right to love yeah
Don't Nobody wanna see us together
But it don't matter no
Matter Cause I got you

akon ft ali b en yes-r - ghetto

Ghetto, ghetto
Ghetto, ghetto

This streets remind me of quick sand (quick sand)
When you're on it, you'll keep going down
(going down)
And there's no one to hold on to
And there's no one to pull you out
You keep on falling
And no one can hear you calling
so you end up selfdestructing

On a corner with the tooly on the waistline
Just got up out the bin doing state time
Teethmarks on my back from the K-9
Dark memories of when there was no sunshine

Cause they said that i wouldn't make it
I remember like yesterday
Holding on to what God gave me


(chorus)
Cause that's the life when you're living in the... Ghetto
And eating in the... Ghetto
Ooh sleeping in the... Ghetto
That's the life when you're living in the... Ghetto
And eating in the... Ghetto
Ooh sleeping in the... Ghetto
(Ghetto living in the ghetto)

No need to charish luxuries
Cause everything come and go
Even the life that you have is borrowed
Cause you're not prommised to morrow
So live your life as if everyday's gonna be your last
(be your last)
Once you move forward can't go back just prepare to remove your past

Cause you got to be well in the pray
Yes there's got to be, there's got to be a better way
Cause you got to be well in the pray
Cause there's got to be, there's got to be a better day
Who ever said that the struggle would stop today
A lot of niggers dead or locked away
Teenage women growing up with aids

(chorus)
That?s the life when you're living in the? Ghetto
Ooh eating in the... Ghetto
Ooh sleeping in the... Ghetto
That's the life when you are living in the... Ghetto
Ooh eating in the... Ghetto
Ooh sleeping in the... Ghetto

Gunshots every night in a... Ghetto
Crooked cops on sight in a... Ghetto
Every day is a fight in a... Ghetto
O, o, o, o, oh
God kids do weed in a... Ghetto
Selling coke and weed in a... Ghetto
Every day somebody bleed in a... Ghetto
O, o, o, o, oh

(chorus)
That's the life when you're living in the... Ghetto
Ooh living by the... Ghetto
Ooh eating in the... Ghetto
Thats the life when you are living in the... Ghetto
Ooh sleeping in the... Ghetto
Living in the... Ghetto
Ghetto, Ghetto
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}
akon ft brasco - ok

akon ft eminem - smack that

Shady
Convict
Up front
Akon
Slim Shady
I see the one
cuz she be that lady

I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow.
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo.
Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo.
And possibly bend you over.
Look back and watch me

smack that, all on the floor,
smack that, give me some more,
smack that, 'till you get sore
smack that, oooh.
smack that, all on the floor,
smack that, give me some more,
smack that, 'till you get sore,
smack that, oooh.

Up front style. Ready to attack now.
Pull in the parking lot slow with the lack down.
Convicts got the whole thing packed down.
Step in the club. The wardrobe intact now.
I feel it. Go on and crack now.
Ooh, I see it. Don't let back now.
Im'a call her. Then I put the mack down.
Money? No problem. Pocket full of that now.

I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow.
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo.
Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo.
And possibly bend you over.
Look back and watch me

smack that, all on the floor,
smack that, give me some more,
smack that, 'till you get sore
smack that, oooh.
smack that, all on the floor,
smack that, give me some more,
smack that, 'till you get sore,
smack that, oooh.

Ooh! Looks like another club banger.
They better hang on.
When I throw this thang on.
Get a little drink on. They goin' flip.
For this Akon shit. You can bank on it.
Pedicure, manicure, kitty cat claws.
The way she climbs up and down them poles.
Lookin' like one of them Pussycat Cat Dolls.
Tryna hold my woody back through my drawers.
Steps off stage, didn't think I saw her.
Creeps up behind me and she's like, you're -
I'm like, yeah I know, let's cut to the chase.
No time to waste. Back to my place.
Plus from the club to the crib's like a mile away.
Or more like a palace, shall I say.
And plus I got a pal. Every gal is game.
In fact he's the one singing the song that's playing!
(Akon!)

I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow.
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo.
Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo.
And possibly bend you over.
Look back and watch me

smack that, all on the floor,
smack that, give me some more,
smack that, 'till you get sore
smack that, oooh.
smack that, all on the floor,
smack that, give me some more,
smack that, 'till you get sore,
smack that, oooh

Eminem's rollin', D an' them rollin'.
Boo an' Oh Marvelous an' them rollin'.
Women just hoin'.
Big booty rollin'.
Soon I be all in them an' throwin D.
Hittin' no less than 3.
Block will style like wee, wee.
Girl, I can tell you want me, 'cause lately.

I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow.
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo.
Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo.
And possibly bend you over.
Look back and watch me

smack that, all on the floor,
smack that, give me some more,
smack that, 'till you get sore
smack that, oooh.
smack that, all on the floor,
smack that, give me some more,
smack that, 'till you get sore,
smack that, oooh.

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}
eminem - 8 mile

Sometimes I just feel like, quittin,
I still mic, why do I put up this fight, why do I still write,
sometimes it's hard enough just dealing with real life,
sometimes I just wanna jump on stage and just kill mic's,
and show these people what my level of skill's like,
but I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life,
something ain't right, hit the brake lights,
case of this stage fright, draw on the plane flight

call but I might fall,
it aint my fault breaking my balls'
my insides crawl and I clam up,
I just slam shut, I just can't do it,
my whole man-hoods, just been stripped,
I've just been picked so I must then get on the bus then split,
man fuck this shit, yo I'm going the fuck home,
world on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road..

CHORUS
I'm a man, I'm a make a new plan,
time for me to just stand up and travel new land,
time for me to just take matters into my own hands,
once i'm over these track man i'm a never look back,

and i'm gone and I know right where i'm goin,
sorry momma i'm grown, I must travel alone,
aint no followin footsteps, i'm making my own,
only way that I know how to escape from, this 8 mile road..

Verse 2

Walking these train tracks trying to regain back,
the spirit I have before I go back to the same crap,
to the same plant, in the same pants,
trying to chase rap, gotta move a.s.a.p,
getta get a new plan, momma's gotta new man,
poor little baby sister, she dont understand,
sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad,
and just colours until the crayon get dull in her hand,
while she colours her big brother and mother and dad
ain't no telling what really goes on in her little head,
wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had,
but I keep running from something I never wanted so bad,
sometimes I get upset, cause I aint blew up yet,
its like I grew up but I aint grown up to nuts yet,
dont got a rep, my step, dont got enough pep,
the pressures too much man i'm just trying to do what's best,
and I try, sit alone and I cry, yo I wont tell a lie,
not a moment goes by that I don't pray at the sky,
please i'm begging you god,
please dont let me be fishin holding no regular job,
yo I hope you can hear me homie, whereva you are,
yo i'm telling you dog, i'm bailing this trailer tomorrow,
tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye,
say whenever you need me baby, i'm never to far,
but yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know,
and i'm a be back for you the second that I blow,
on everything I own, i'll make it on my own,
off to work I go, back to this 8 mile road...

CHORUS

Verse 3

You got to live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it,
well see what the big deal is, why it wasn't and still is,
to be walking this borderline of Detroit city limits,
its different in it, a certain significant of certificate
of authenticity, you'd never even see but its everything to me,
its my credibilaty, you never seen, heard, smelt or meda real MC,
who's incredable on the same pedestol as me,
but check still unsigned, having a rough time,
sit on the porche with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes,
go to work and serve MC's in the lunch line,
but when it comes crunch time, where do my punch lines go,
who must I show, to bust my flow, where must I go, who must I know,
or am I just another grab in the bucket
cause I aint having no luck with this little rabbit so fuck it
maybe I need a new outlet, I'm starting to doubt shit,
I'm feeling a little skeptical who I hang out with,
I look like a bum, yo my clothes aint about shit,
at the salvation army trying to salvage an outfit,
and its cold trying to travel this road,
plus I feel like i'm always stuck in this batteling mode,
my defenses are so up one thing dont want it pity from no one,
this city is no fun, there is no sun and its so dark,
sometimes I just feel like, i'm being pulled a-part,
from each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends,
its enough to make me just wanna jump out of my skin,
sometimes I just feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not,
what i'm doing I just blow my head as a stove top,
I just explode, the kettle gets so hot,
sometimes my mouth just overloads the acid, I dont got,
but I learned its time for me to U-Turn,
yo it only takes one time for me to get burned,
aint no fallin no next time I need a new girl,
I can no longer play stupid or be immature,
I got every ingredient all I need is the courage,
like I already got the beat all I need is the word,
uh uh got the urge, suddenly its a surge,
suddenly a new burst of energy hits the curve,
time to show these free world leaders, three and the third,
I am no longer scared now, i'm free as a bird,
then I turn and cross over the medium curve,
hit the burbs and run and see its a blur,
8 mile road...

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}
eminem - lose yourself

Look, if you had, one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted
One moment,
Would you capture it, or just let it slip?

Yo,

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now
The clocks run out, times up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he wont give up that easy
No
He won't have it , he knows his whole back citys ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, thats when its
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it dont pass him

HOOK:

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo (2x)

The souls escaping, through this hole that its gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is born, but superstardoms close to post mortar
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he is no Mr globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
Hes grown farther from home, hes no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cause here goes the cold water
His bro's dont want him no mo, hes cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose its old potna, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da

HOOK

No more games, I'm a change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebodys payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the, fact
That I cant get by with my 9 to 5
And I cant provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps dont buy diapers
And its no movie, theres no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
See dishonor caught up bein a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another jam or not
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failures not
Mom, I love you, but this trail has got to go
I cannot grow old in Salems lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got

eminem - mockingbird

Yeah
I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now
But hey, what daddy always tell you?
Straighten up little soldier
Stiffen up that other limb
What you crying about?
You got me

Hailie I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dad
Well I'm gone but I'm trying to give you the life that I never had
I can see you're sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh
I can see it in your eyes, deep inside you want to cry
Cuz you're scared, I ain't there?
Daddy's with you in your prayers
No more crying, wipe them tears
Daddy's here, no more nightmares
We gon' pull together through it, we gon' do it
Laney uncles crazy, aint he?
Yeah but he loves you girl and you better know it
We're all we got in this world
When it spins, when it swirls
When it whirls, when it twirls
Two little beautiful girls
Lookin' puzzled, in a daze
I know it's confusing you
Daddy' always on the move, mamma's always on the news
I try to keep you sheltered from it but somehow it seems
The harder that I try to do that, the more it backfires on me
All the things growing up his daddy that he had to see
Daddy don't want you to see but you see just as much as he did
We did not plan it to be this way, your mother and me
But things have gotten so bad between us
I don't see us ever being together ever again
Like we used to be when we was teenagers
But then of course everything always happens for a reason
I guess it was never meant to be
but this is just something we have no control over
And that's what's destiny is
But no more worries, rest your head and go to sleep
Maybe one day we'll wake up and this will all just be a dream

[Chorus]
Now hush little baby, don't you cry
Every
thing's gonna be alright
Stiffen that upper lip up little lady, I told ya
Daddy's here to hold ya through the night
I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why
We fear how we feel inside
It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby
But i promise momma's gon? be alright

It's funny
I remember back one year when daddy had no money
Mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up
And stuck 'em under the tree and said some of 'em were from me
Cuz daddy couldn't buy ?em
I'll never forget that Christmas I sat up the whole night crying
Cuz daddy felt like a bum, see daddy had a job
But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and mom
And at the time every house that we lived in
Either kept getting broke into and robbed
Or shot up on the block and your mom was saving money for you in a jar
Tryna start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college
Almost had a thousand dollars till someone broke in and stole it
And I know it hurt so bad it broke your momma's heart
And it seemed like everything was just startin' to fall apart
Mom and dad was arguin? a lot so momma moved back
On the Chalmers in the flat one bedroom apartment
And dad moved back to the other side of 8 Mile on Novara
And that's when daddy went to California with his CD and met Dr. Dre
But daddy had to
work, you and momma had to leave me
Then you started seeing daddy on the T.V. and momma didn't like it
And you and Laney were to young to understand it
Papa was a rollin'stone, momma developed a habit
And it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it
I´m just sorry you were there and had to witness it first hand
Cuz all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud
Now I'm sittin in this empty house, just reminiscing
Lookin' at your baby pictures, it just trips me out
To see how much you both have grown, it's almost like you're sisters now
Wow, guess you pretty much are and daddy's still here
Laney I'm talkin' to you too, daddy's still here
I like the sound of that, yeah
It's got a ring to it don't it?
Shh, momma's only gone for the moment

[Chorus]
Now hush little baby, don't you cry
Every
thing's gonna be alright
Stiffen that upper lip up little lady, I told ya
Daddy's here to hold ya through the night
I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why
We fear how we feel inside
It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby
But i promise momma's gon? be alright


And if you ask me too
Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird
I'm gonna give you the world
I'm gonna buy a diamond ring for you
I'm gonna sing for you
I'll do anything for you to see you smile
And if that mockingbird don't sing and that ring don't shine
I'm gonna break that birdies neck
I'd go back to the jewler who sold it to ya
And make him eat every carat don't fuck with dad (haha)

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}
eminem,nate dogg,xzibit - say my name

[Eminem]
This ain't beef man
I don't know what the fuck to call it
But no beef
Whattup X?

I float like big spirit in this bitch I'm ghostly
Rush me, cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
I'd have my motherfuckin ass kicked by Moby
if I let some bitch in the Can like 'Bis cop over me
to do war, and try to bring my crew back down
I'll never stoop, to that level, to do that now
I got a new cat, this time I'm pullin two gats out
With bullets, I finally got somethin to shoot at now

[Xzibit]
Let's see who got they city on lock
Let's see who got the better aim with the glock
Let's see who come out on top
Let's see who REALLY want they name in the streets
Let's see who wanna die the same time as me
and make ends meet
Now was I, blessed with a gift, or cursed with a curse?
I follow, hearse after hearse, with verse after verse
And I'll be damned if I let Billy dance Dupri
Or anybody swing an axe at my family tree, so now

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
I love it when you niggaz be talkin, sayin my name
Seems like your mouth is not connected to your brain
Two-zero-zero-three, and shit, it ain't the same
Better have a strap my nigga, simple and plain
Put your nuts on the table, my nigga let's play the game
Heard you so long, you be up to get the pain
I don't wanna hear what you meant, do not explain
Right before you lay in your coffin, hoe say my name

[Xzibit]
Why do you hate me? (Hate me) I came from nothin
Blood sweat and tears, you did not create me
How can you doubt me? (Doubt me) You don't know shit about me
There'd be no West coast without me
Cut with the bullshit (Bullshit) I struggle for survival
And now you tryin to act like my rival?
Watch what you say partner, it's a small earth
Don't play games with your life nigga, it's not worth
all the pain (all the pain) all the agony (all the agony)
All the horror (all the horrow) all the tragedy (all the tragedy)
Put your hands up people, it's time to fight now
I beat holes in your chest, remain hostile
Threaten my life? (C'mon!) One day you'll understand
They say that pride is the sign of a foolish man
So who the FUCK?! (Who the FUCK?!) you think you talkin to
Live and direct in the flesh, I'm right in FRONT OF YOU!

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
I never really smashed on Jermaine's ass, Dre smashed him
Nobody ganged up 'til he came back and jacked him
I never really brought it to his ass, I tapped him
I coulda been like Treach, boom-bapped and slapped him
purple, for mimickin him with two rappin Urkels
I coulda snapped, took it past rap and hurt you
But I didn't, I kept it on wax and served you
I "Square Dance" cause I'm sick of rappin circles
around these clowns, stready tryin to call me out
It's like I'm listenin to motherfuckin dogs meow
You'd probably do better tryin to come and stomp me out
You don't want it with rap, this is what I'm all about - c'mon
(I) No gangsta you ain't either
(Will) But I know that I spit "Ether"
(Not) I shoulda crossed your belly
(Lose) Show you I'm not R. Kelly
X, pass me the weed, I'ma put my ashes out on his ass
For the last time man.. [scratched] - "Watch your fuckin mouth"

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
For the last time man, I'm through

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}
trick trick ft eminem - welcome to detroit

[ Chorus - Eminem ]
Where's my gangstas and all my thugs?
Throw them hands up and show us some love
And I Welcome you to Detroit City
I said welcome to Detroit City
Every place everywhere we go
Man we deep everywhere we roll
Ask around and they all know Tricky
That's whats good man they all say Tricky

[ Verse 1 ] [ Eminem ]
Click click boom, just as soon as we hit the room
You can hear 'em holla Goon Squad in this bitch
Let me hear you holla Good Squad in this bitch
Let me hear you holla Runyon Ave. in this bitch
So who am I gonna call on when I ain't got them boys with me
And the situation gets a little sticky
I'ma dial 911 like a mufuckin' punk, fuck that, bla bla
I'ma call that rude boi from Detroit Trick Trick
Quick come pick me up, bring them guns
Come to the club, meet me out front
There's some chump up in this bitch
Poppin' some junk cause he's drunk
And we may have to fuck his ass up
Cause uh somethin' smells a lil fishy
And I don't like the way his boys keep lookin' at me
So homie come get me, Shut up boys what up though I see you
Rock Bottom, yea I see you, all my Detroit people
Where you at man, let me see them hands in the sky
Detroit mufuckas till we die

[ Chorus - Eminem ]
Where's my gangstas and all my thugs?
Throw them hands up and show some love
And euh.. Welcome to Detroit City
I said welcome to Detroit City
Every place everywhere we go
Man we deep everywhere we roll
Ask around and they all know Tricky
That's whats good man they all say Tricky

[ Verse 2 ] [ Trick Trick ]
Homie its been a long time comin' and I'm straight with that
Marshall call me 54 ??? and laced the track
This the beat you hear it bangin', he produced it himself
My bad almost forgot to introduce myself
My name is Trick Trick, head of the Good Squad
And gangsta, been bangin' the underground since 95 we're bangin
Elected to be the villain, and certified a menace
Holdin' it down since I paroled, up outta prison
You heard about me, you just didn't know it was me
All the treacherous, evil deeds of the D you ever see
Pickin' that kid up in the game, I just wasn't chasin' the fame
I been chasin' the paper product and givin' lames the pain
Accusations of violence you know you done heard of that
A quarter of a million dollars for beatin' a murder rap
And my boy holdin' me up, Shady done put it out
Trick Trick and Eminem, Detroit back in the house

[ Chorus - Eminem ]
Where's my gangstas and all my thugs?
Throw them hands up and show some love
And I Welcome you to Detroit City
I said welcome to Detroit City
Every place everywhere we go
Man we deep everywhere we roll
Ask around and they all know Tricky
That's whats good man they all say Tricky

[ Verse 3 ] [ Trick Trick ]
Ayo Em, you ever need one of these weapons come get it
>From now on every beef that you get in homie I'm in it
I been ridin' for this city, whether wrong or right
I been whippin' on mothafuckas for the longest time
So its evident, its time for Trick to get it fast
The public, see they appreciate my criminal past
Authorities tried to stop me but they couldn't keep up
Got a fanbase thats bigger than an average star
I'm satisfied with it bein' my time to shine
And I freak from the precinct for violent crimes
I ain't sayin' the shit that I'm sayin' so girls can feel me
Only speakin' on what I know so the world can hear me
So peace to Jimmy and Dre for signin' my nigga
He reached back to Detroit and grabbed a winner
So the gangstas and thugs, we embrace the love
And beat the hell outta anyone that fucks with us

[ Chorus - Eminem ]
Where's my gangstas and all my thugs?
Throw them hands up and show some love
And I Welcome you to Detroit City
I said welcome to Detroit City
Every place everywhere we go
Man we deep everywhere we roll
Ask around and they all know Tricky
That's whats good man they all say Tricky

[ Outro ] [ Trick Trick ]
Yeah. Trick Trick
Eminem, Wonder boy, Shady
It's goin down baby
Ayo Em I got your back my nigga
Damn right I said my nigga
That's my nigga
Tricky

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}
eminem - when i'm gone

[Intro]
Yeah
It's my life
But all in words I guess

[Verse 1]
Have you ever loved someone so much you'd give an arm for?
Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for?
When they know they are your heart
And you know you are their armour
And you will destroy anyone who will try to harm her
But what happens when karma turns right around and bites you
And everything you stand for turns on you to spite you
What happens when you become the main source of a pain
"Daddy look what I made?"
"Dad's gotta go catch a plane"
"Daddy where's mommy? I can't find mommy, where is she?"
I don't know, go play, Hailie baby your daddy's busy.
Daddy's writin' this song, this song ain't gon' write itself
I give you one underdog, then you gotta swing by yourself
Then to write a rhyme in a song and tell her you love her
And put hands on her mother who's a spittin' image of her
That's slim shady, yeah baby slim shady's crazy
Shady make me, but tonight, Shady's rock-a-by baby

[Chorus x2]
And when I'm gone, just carry on don't mourn,
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I'm lookin' down on you smiling
And I didn't feel a thing so baby don't feel no pain, just smile back

[Verse 2]
I keep havin' this dream - I'm pushin' hailie on the swings she keeps screamin'
She don't want me to sing, "You're makin mommy cry, why, why's mommy crying?"
Baby, Daddy ain't leavin' no more,
"Daddy you're lying,
You always say that, you always say this is the last time,
but you ain't leavin' no more, Daddy you're mine!"
She's piling boxes infront of the door tryin' to block it,
"Daddy please daddy don't leave daddy no, stop it!"
Goes in her pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket, it's got a picture,
"This'll keep you safe daddy, take it with you"
I look up, it's just me standin in the mirror, these fuckin walls must be talkin cos man I can hear 'em
They sayin you got one more chance to do right, and it's tonight,
Now go out there and show 'em that you love 'em 'fore its too late
And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door it turns to a stage, they're gone
And the spotlight is on and I'm singin:

[Chorus x2]
And when I'm gone, just carry on don't mourn,
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I'm lookin' down on you smiling
And I didn't feel a thing so baby don't feel no pain, just smile back

[Verse 3]
Sixty thousand people, all jumpin' out their seat
The curtain closes, they're throwing roses at my feet
I take a bow, "and thank you all for comin' out"
They're screamin so loud, I take one last look at the crowd
I glance down, I don't believe what I'm seein',
"Daddy it's me! Help mummy her wrists are bleedin'"
But baby we're in Sweden, how did you get to Sweden?!
"I followed you daddy, you told me that you wern't leavin
You lied to me dad, and now you make mommy sad
And I bought you this coin
It says 'number 1 dad', that's all I wanted
I just wanna give you this coin
I get the point, fine, me and mummy are goin"
But baby wait-
"its too late dad, you made the choice. Now go out there and show 'em you love 'em more than us
That's what they want
They want you Marshall, they keep
screamin your name, it's no wonder you can't go to sleep
Just take another pill, yeah be ya you will
You rap about it. Yeah word, keep it real"
I hear a pause, all this time I couldn't see
How could it be that the curtain is closing on me
I turn around, find a gun on the ground, click it, put it to my brain, scream 'Die Shady!' and pump it
The sky darkens, my life flashes,
The plane that I was supposed to be on crashes and burns to ashes
That's when I wake up, alarm clock screamin,
There's birds singin', it's spring 'n
Hailie's out side swingin'
I walk right up to Kim and kiss her, tell her I miss her
Hailie just smiles and winks at her little sister, almost as if to say-

[Chorus x2]
And when I'm gone, just carry on don't mourn,
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I'm lookin' down on you smiling
And I didn't feel a thing so baby don't feel no pain, just smile back.

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}
Fort minor - remember the name (ronaldinho)

You ready?
Lets go

Yeah
For those who wanna know what we're all about
Its like this y'all

[chorus]
10% luck
20% skill
15% concentrated power of will
5% pleasure
50% pain
and 100% reason to remember the name

[verse1]
Mike!
he doesnt need his name up in lights
he just wants to be heard whether its the beat or the mic
he feels so unlike every body else, alone
in spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
but Fuck em
he knows the code:
its not about the salary, its all about reality
and making some noise
making the story
making sure his clique stays up
that means when he puts it down, tak's pickin it up

[verse2]
Who the hell is he anyway?
he never really talks much
never concerned with status
but still leavin 'em starstruck
humbled through oppurtunities
givin despite the fact
that many misjudge him
because he makes a living from writing raps
put it together himself
and the picture connects
never askin for someones help, or to get some respect
hes only focused on what he wrote
his will is beyond reach
and now it all unfolds
the skill of an artiste

[verse3]
20% skill
80% fear
Be 100% clear
cuz ryu is ill
who woulda thought hed be the one to set the west in flames
I heard him wreck it with the crystal method Name of the game
Came back dropped megadef, took em to church
i like bleach man
ryu had the stupidest verse
this dude is the truth
now everybodys givin him guest spots
his stocks through the roof
i heard hes fuckin with s-dot!

[chorus]
10% luck
20% skill
15% concentrated power of will
5% pleasure
50% pain
and 100% reason to remember the name

[verse4]
ryu!
They call him ryu the sick
and hes spitting fire and mic
got him out the dryer hes hot
found him in fort Minor With Tak
He’s a fucking nihilist porcupine
hes a prick hes a cock
the type women wanna be with and rappers hope he gets shot
8 years and the makin
patiently waitin to blow
now the record with shinoda's
takin over the globe
hes got a partner in crime
his shit is equally dope
you wont believe the kinda shit that comes outa of this kids throat

[verse5]
tak!
He's not your every day on the block
he knows how to work with what hes got makin his way to the top
he often gets a comment on his name
people keep askin him was it
given at birth
or was it stand for an acronym
No
He's livin proof, look at him rockin the booth
he'll get you buzzin quicker than a shot of vodka with juice
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
dedicated to what they do, and give 100%

[verse6]
forget mike
nobody real knows how or why, he works so hard it seems like hes never got time
becuz he writes every note, and he writes every line
and ive seen him at work, when that light goes on in his mind
its like a design is written in his head every time
before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
and those mothafuckas he runs with, the kids that he signed, rediculous
without even tryin

how do they do it?

[chorus]
10% luck
20% skill
15% concentrated power of will
5% pleasure
50% pain
and 100% reason to remember the name

10% luck
20% skill
15% concentrated power of will
5% pleasure
50% pain
and 100% reason to remember the name

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}
fort minor - where'd you go

Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone.

She said "Some days I feel like shit,
Some days I wanna quit, and just be normal for a bit,"
I don't understand why you have to always be gone,
I get along but the trips always feel so long,
And, I find myself trying to stay by the phone,
'Cause your voice always helps me to not feel so alone,
But I feel like an idiot, workin' my day around the call,
But when I pick up I don't have much to say,
So, I want you to know it's a little fucked up,
That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin',
Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career,
Me and the rest of the family here singing

Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone.
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone,
Please come back home...

You know the place where you used to live,
Used to barbeque up burgers and ribs,
Used to have a little party every Halloween with candy by the pile,
But now, you only stop by every once in a while,
Shit, I find myself just fillin' my time,
With Anything to keep the thought of you from my mind,
I'm doing fine, I plan to keep it that way,
You can call me if you find you have somethin' to say,
And I'll tell you, I want you to know it's a little fucked up,
That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin',
Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career,
Me and the rest of the family here singing

Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone.
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone,
Please come back home...

I want you to know it's a little fucked up,
That I'm stuck here waitin', no longer debatin',
Tired of sittin' and hatin' and makin' these excuses,
For why you're not around, and feeling so useless,
It seems one thing has been true all along,
You don't really know what you got 'til it's gone,
I guess I've had it with you and your career,
When you come back I won't be here and you can sing

Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone.
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone,
Please come back home...

Please come back home...

Please come back home...

Please come back home...

Please come back home...

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}
50 cent ft justin timberlake - ayo technology

Something special,
Unforgetable,
50 Cent (cent),
Justin (tin),
Timbaland (land), god damn (damn)

She she, she want it, I want to give it to her
She know that, it's right here for her
I want to, see you break it down
I'm ballin', throw'n money around

Verse 1 (50 Cent & Justin Timberlake):

She work it girl, she work the pole
She break it down, she take it low
She fine as hell, she about the dough
She doing her thing out on the floor
Her money money, she makin' makin'
Look at the way she shakin' shakin'
Make you want to touch it, make you want to taste it
Have you lustin' for her, go crazy face it
Now don't stop, get it, get it
The way she shakin' make you want to hit it
Think she double jointed from the way she splitted
Got you're head f**ked up from the way she did it
She's so much more than you're used to
She know's just how to move to seduce you
She gone do the right thing and touch the right spot
Dance in you're lap till you're ready to pop

She always ready, when you want it she want it
Like a nympho, the info, I show you where to meet her
On the late night, till daylight the club jumpin'
If you want a good time, she gone give you what you want

Chorus (Justin Timberlake):

Baby this a new age, you like my new craze
Let's get together maybe we can start a new phase
The smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice baby
Why don't you come over here, you got me saying

Aayooh
I'm tired of using technology, why don't you sit down on top of me

Aayooh
I'm tired of using technology, I need you right in front of me

Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh (soo), I got to give it to her

Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you

Verse 2 (50 Cent & Justin Timberlake):

Got a thing for that thing she got
The way she make it shake, the way she make it pop
Make it rain for us so she don't stop
I ain't got to move, I can sit and watch
In her fantasy, there's plain to see
Just how it be, on me, backstrokin', sweat soaking
All into my set sheets
When she ready to ride, I'm ready to roll
I'll be in this bitch till the club close
What should I do, one thing on all fours
Now that that shit should be against the law
From side to side, let the ride, break it down (down down)
You know I like, when you hike and you throw it all around
Different style, different move, damn I like the way you move
Girl you got me thinking about, all the things I do to you
Let's get it poppin' shorty we can switch positions
From the couch to the counters in my kitchen

Chorus (Justin Timberlake):

Baby this a new age, you like my new craze
Let's get together maybe we can start a new phase
The smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice baby
Why don't you come over here, you got me saying

Aayooh
I'm tired of using technology, why don't you sit down on top of me
Aayooh
I'm tired of using technology, I need you right in front of me

Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh (soo), I got to give it to her

Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you

justin timberlake ft snoop dogg - drop it like it's hot



[Intro]
Snooooooooooop..
Snooooooooooop..

[Chorus - Snoop Dogg]
When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at ya
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I got the rolly on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed cause I got it going on

[Verse - Pharrell Williams]
Uh! I'm a nice dude, with some nice dreams
See these ice cubes, see these Ice Creams?
Eligible bachelor, million dollar boat
That's whiter than what's spilling down your throat
The Phantom, exterior like fish eggs
The interior like suicide wrist red
I can excercise you, this can be your Phys. Ed
Cheat on your man ma, that's how you get ahizzead
Killer wit the beat, I know killers in the street
Wit the steel that'll make you feel like Chinchilla in the heat
So don't try to run up on my ear talking all that raspy shit
Trying to ask me shit
When my niggaz fill ya vest they ain't gon pass me shit
You should think about it, take a second
Matter fact, you should take four B
And think before you fuck wit lil skateboard P

[Chorus]
When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at ya
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I got the rolly on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed cause I got it going on

[Verse - Snoop Dogg]
I'm a gangsta, but y'all knew that
Da Big Bo$$ Dogg, yeah I had to do that
I keep a blue flag hanging out my backside
But only on the left side, yeah that's the Crip side
Ain't no other way to play the game the way I play
I cut so much you thought I was a DJ
{*scratches*} "two!" - "one!" - "yep, three!"
S-N double O-P, D-O double G
I can't fake it, just break it, and when I take it
See I specialize in making all the girls get naked
So bring your friends, all of y'all come inside
We got a world premiere right here, now get live!
So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little
I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles
Waiting on the Pizzle, the Dizzle and the Shizzle
G's to the bizzack, now ladies here we gizzo

[Chorus]
When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at ya
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I got the rolly on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed cause I got it going on

[Verse - Snoop Dogg]
I'm a Bad Boy, wit a lotta ho's
Drive my own cars, and wear my own clothes
I hang out tough, I'm a real Bo$$
Big Snoop Dogg, (Pharell Williams)yeah he's so sharp
On the TV screen and in the magazines
If you play me close, you're on a red beam
Oh you got a gun so you wanna pop back?
AK47 now nigga, stop that!
Cement shoes, now I'm on the move
You're family's crying, now you on the news
They can't find you, and now they miss you
Must I remind you I'm only here to twist you
Pistol whip you, dip you then flip you
Then dance to this motherfucking music we crip to
Subscribe nigga, get yo issue
Baby come close, let me see how you get loose!

[Chorus]
When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at ya
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I got the rolly on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed cause I got it going on

[Outro]
Snooooooooooop.
Snooooooooooop.

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}

lange frans & baas b - het land van

kom uit het land van Pim Fortuin en Volkert van der G.
Het land van Theo van Gogh en Mohammed B
Kom uit het land van kroketten, frikadellen
Die je tot aan de Spaanse kust kunt bestellen
Kom uit het land waar air-mex nooit uit de mode raken
waar ze je kraken het moment dat je het groot gaat maken
Kom uit het land van rood wit blauw en de gouden leeuw
Plunderen de wereld noemen het de gouden eeuw
Kom uit het land van wietplantages en fietsvierdaagses
Het land waar je een junkie om een fiets kan vragen
Het land dat kampioen werd in '88
Het land van haring happen, dijken en grachten
Kom uit het land van, het land van lange Fransie
Dit is het land waar ik thuis kom na vakantie

Kom uit het land waar ik in 1982 geboren ben
Waar ik me guldens aan de euro verloren ben
Het land dat meedoet aan de oorlog in Irak
Want ome Bush heeft Balkenende in zijn zak.
Het land van gierig zijn een rondje geven is te duur
De vette hap van de febo trek je uit de muur
Het land van rellen tussen Ajax en Feyenoord
Maar wanneer Oranje speelt iedereen er bij hoort
Het land van Johan Cruijf en Abe Lenstra
Het legioen laat de leeuw niet in zijn hemd staan
Het land waar we elke dag hopen op wat beter weer
Die Piet Paulusma vertrouw ik voor geen meter meer
Het land dat vrij is sinds '45
Het land waar ik blijf, ik vind het er heerlijk
Eerlijk

Ik kom uit het land waar je door heen rijdt in 3 uurtjes
Met een ander dialect elke 10 minuutjes
Kom uit het land waar op papier een plek voor iedereen is
En XTC, export nummer 1 is
Kom uit het land waar Andre Hazes over 100 jaar in elk café nog steeds de baas is
Kom uit het land waar Peter, Gert-Jan, Raymond en Junten
Frans Bart en Ali de game runnen
Kom uit het land waar hiphop een kind van 30 is
En je mag zelf in gaan vullen hoe vet dat is
Het land waar als je rijk wordt je zoveel inlevert
Dat je bij jezelf denkt, hoeveel zin heeft het?
Het land waar prostitutie en blowen mag
Het land van sinterklaas en koninginnedag
Dit is het land waar ik verloren heb, bedrogen ben
Kom uit het land waar ik geboren en getogen ben

Kom uit het land met de meeste culturen per vierkante meter
Maar men is bang om bij de buren te gaan eten
En integratie is een schitterend woord
Maar shit is fucking bitter wanneer niemand het hoort
Ik deel mijn land met Turken en Marokanen, Antilianen, Molukkers en Surinamers
Het land waar we samen veel te veel opkroppen
En wereldwijd gerepresent zijn door Harry Potter
Het land waar apartheid, internationaal
het meest bekende woord is uit de Nederlandse taal
Kom uit het land dat tikt als een tijdbom
Het land dat eet om 6 uur en ook nog eens op tijd komt
Dit is het land waar ik zal overwinnen aan het einde
Totdat je deze meezingt aan de Arenalijnen
En tot die tijd zal ik schijnen ik heb mijn hart verpand
Dit is voor Nederland, Baas B Lange Frans

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}
lange frans & baas b - zinloos

(Couplet 1)
LF: Daniel van Cotthem bracht z'n chick naar het station
en hoe de fuck kon hij nou weten dat zijn einde daar begon.
Hij kreeg een klap voor zijn kop,
maar keek niet om hield zijn mond,
tot die de volgende ochtend,
met hersenletsel opstond .
Z'n pa vond dat het tijd werd voor het ziekenhuis,
ik freakte als een gek toen ik het zag op de buis.
Die ene klap dat was de fatale,
hij zou het einde van de dag niet meer halen.

(Couplet 2)
BB: Joes Kloppenburg hij ging uit in onze hoofdstad,
Amsterdam vrijdagavond dat belooft wat.
Is wat hij dacht maar die nacht bracht wat anders mee,
zag een gevecht aan het einde van een lange steeg,
was niet het type dat zweeg,
waardoor hij zo veranderde in het type dat de klappe kreeg.
Kwam in het nauw en werd getrapt en zegt ie wat ie wou,
het allerlaatste wat ie schreeuwde dat was kappe nou!!!

(Refrein 2x)
LF: Hoeveel moeten der nog komen,
N: hoeveel moeten der nog komen.
LF: Hoeveel moeten der nog gaan,
N: hoeveel moeten der nog gaan.
LF: Wie waren deze helden,
N: wie waren deze helden.
LF: We doen het hier in jullie naam,
N: we doen het hier in jullie naam.

(Couplet 3)
LF: Meindert Tjoelkert probeert een fiets van de gracht te redden,
om maar eens ff iets te zegge,
en of het nodig was de daders vonden van wel,
ze pakte daarna nog een biertje en zijn grafsteen spel
omdat ik de moed had der wat van te zegge,
waar zijn we veilig,
kan iemand mij dit uitlegge.
En waarom zien we al die woede,
ik kwam alleen maar op voor het goede.

(Couplet 4)
BB: Rene Steegmans deed z'n dagelijkse boodschappen,
hij kon niet wete dat ze hem zoude doodtrappe.
riep twee dolle op een brommer tot de orde,
waardoor hij zelf nu het slachtoffer zou worde.
Vroeg om respect, ging gestrekt en werd afgebekt
en met een helm werd er vet op hem ingemept.
Dat is niet correct is wat men zegt
en dat is zeker waar,
waar zijn die mensen dan,
men stond erbij en keek ernaar.

(Refrein 2x)
LF: Hoeveel moeten der nog komen,
N: hoeveel moeten der nog komen.
LF: Hoeveel moeten der nog gaan,
N: hoeveel moeten der nog gaan.
LF: Wie waren deze helden,
N: wie waren deze helden.
LF: We doen het hier in jullie naam,
N: we doen het hier in jullie naam.

N: We doen het hier in jullie naam, jullie naam.

(Couplet 5)
LF: De lijst is lang godallemachtig,
met Kevin Duinmeijer sinds augustus '83.
En de trend van het moment is nog killer en kouder,
en de angst en de haat zijn vertrouwder.
Ligt het aan onszelf,
ligt het aan het lot.
Kijken we naar boven,
richten we tot god.
Weer een stille tocht,
weer iemand kapot,
en schieten op de deur van de disco is geen sport.
Nou ik heb meer gemeen met de slachtoffers dan de daders,
dus deze is voor hun moeders en vaders,
hun broeders en zusters die niet meer kunnen rusten,
en hopelijk maken we iemand bewuster.
Verkeerde tijd en een verkeerde plek,
is dat de juiste situatie voor de juiste gek.
Nou check jezelf en verdedig je grenzen,
want aan het eind van de dag zijn we allemaal mensen.

(Refrein 2x)
LF: Hoeveel moeten der nog komen,
N: hoeveel moeten der nog komen.
LF: Hoeveel moeten der nog gaan,
N: hoeveel moeten der nog gaan.
LF: Wie waren deze helden,
N: wie waren deze helden.
LF: We doen het hier in jullie naam,
N: we doen het hier in jullie naam.

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}
robbie williams - angels

I sit and wait
Does an angel contemplate my faith
And do they know
The places where we go
When we're grey and old
'cause I've been told
That salvation lets their wings unfold
So when I'm lying in my bed
Thoughts running through my head
And I feel that love is dead
I'm loving angels instead

And through it all she offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Wether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call she won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead

When I'm feeling weak
And my pain walks down a one way street
I look above
And I know I'll always be blessed with love
And as the feeling grows
She breathes flesh to my bones
And when love is dead
I'm loving angels instead

And through it all she offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Wether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call she won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead

And through it all she offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Wether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call she won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}
robbie williams - feel

Come and hold my hand
I wanna contact the livin'
Not sure I understand
This role I've been given
I sit and talk to God
And he just laughs at my plans
My head speaks a language
I don't understand

I just wanna feel
Real love,
feel the home that I live in
Cause I got too much life
Running through my veins
Going to waste
I don't wanna die
But I ain't keen on living either
Before I fall in love
I'm preparing to leave her

Scare myself to death
That's why I keep on running
Before I've arrived
I can see myself coming.

I just wanna feel
Real love,
feel the moment I live in
Cause I got too much life
Running through my veins
Going to waste
And I need to feel
Real love and the love ever after
I cannot give it up

I just wanna feel
Real love,
feel the home that I live in
I got too much love
Running through my veins
To go to waste

I just wanna feel
Real love and the love ever after
There's a hole in my soul
You can see it in my face
It's a real big place

Come and hold my hand
I wanna contact the living
Not sure I understand
This role I've been given
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}
shaggy - hey sexy lady

[Intro: Shaggy]
Sexy, hot, I love your style girl, put it on me
Brian and Marc Gold let the ladies know, they got it goin on
Uh! Shaggy!!!

[Chorus: Brian And Tony Gold (Shaggy)]
Hey sexy lady, I like your flow
Your body's bangin, out of controoooooool!!! (Uh!)
You put it on me (That's right) ceiling to floor
Only you can make me, screamin back for moooooore!!!

[Verse 1: Shaggy]
Her body's callin bawlin got me crawlin up the wall and
My size ain't small it's tall and catch here comes her clothes be fallin
Her neighbor's callin bawlin all this noise is so appallin
They must believe we're brawlin headboards band till early mornin

[Chorus: Brian And Tony Gold (Shaggy)]
Hey sexy lady (Uh!!) I like your flow
Your body's bangin (Yo) out of controoooooool!!! (A big tune)
You put it on me (Uh!!)) ceiling to floor (Ceiling to floor baby)
Only you can make me (Uh) screamin back for moooooore!!!

[Verse 2: Shaggy]
I was her father's choosin,performance left her snoozin
Rug burns her knees we're bruised and, she's hooked ain't no refusin

[Brian And Tony Gold:]
I knew it all along (Uh!) she was the perfect one (What!!!)
She really put it on (On me) I had to write a song

[Chorus: Brian And Tony Gold (Shaggy)]
Hey sexy lady (She's drivin me nuts) I like your flow (Uh! Uh!)
Your body's bangin (Sexy Lady) out of controoooooool!!! (Sweet and nice)
You put it on me (You know you got that figure) ceiling to floor
Only you can make me (Wow) screamin back for moooooore!!!

[Verse 3: Brian And Tony Gold]
Hey sexy lady you be fine drive me crazy movin on, and on, and on
Hey sexy lady you be fine drive me crazy movin on, and on, and on

[Shaggy (Brian And Tony Gold)]
Gal your extra sexy like (Whoa) and you make me wanna say (Hi)
And you shake you shake your thong (Low)
Gal you wicked to ras it nah (Lie)
Gal I like the way how you (Flow) everytime you pass me (By)
Gal you wiggly jiggly and (Oh) and you wicked to ras it nah (Lie)

[Chorus: Brian And Tony Gold (Shaggy)]
Hey sexy lady (Uh!) I like your flow (Whaddat)
Your body's bangin, out of controoooooool!!!
You put it on me (Put it on me baby) ceiling to floor (Uh!!)
Only you can make me (Only you) screamin back for moooooore!!!

[Outro: Shaggy]
Uh, moist, ha ha ha ha ha ha

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}
shaggy - it wasn't me

(Yo man) Yo
(Open up man) What do you want man?
(My girl just caught me)
You let her catch you!?
(I don't know how I let this happen)
With who?
(The girl next door, you know?) Man...
(I don't know what to do) Say it wasn't you
(Alright..)

Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this we were both butt-naked
Banging on the bathroom floor
How could I forget
That I had given her an extra key
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me

How you can grant the woman access to your villa
Trespasser and a witness while you cling on your pillow
You better watch your back before she turn into a killer
Best for you and the situation not to call the beaner
To be a true player you have to know how to play
If she say you're not, convince her say you're gay
Never admit to a word when she say makes a claim
And you tell her baby no way


But she caught me on the counter
"It wasn't me"
Saw me banging on the sofa
"It wasn't me"
I even had her in the shower
"It wasn't me"
She even caught me on camera
"It wasn't me"
She saw the marks on my shoulder
"It wasn't me"
Heard the words that I told her
"It wasn't me"
Heard the screams getting louder
"It wasn't me"
She stayed until it was over

Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this we were both butt-naked
Banging on the bathroom floor
I had tried to keep her from what
she was about to see
Why should she believe me
when I told her it wasn't me

Make sure she knows it's not you and lead her on
Da right prefix whenever you should see her make da giggolo flex
As funny as it be by you, it not that complex
Seein' is believin' so you better change your specs
You know she not gonna be worrying bout things from the past
Hardly recollecting and then she'll go to noontime mass
Your answer: go over there but if she pack a gun
You know you better run fast


But she caught me on the counter
"It wasn't me"
Saw me banging on the sofa
"It wasn't me"
I even had her in the shower
"It wasn't me"
She even caught me on camera
"It wasn't me"
She saw the marks on my shoulder
"It wasn't me"
Heard the words that I told her
"It wasn't me"
Heard the screams getting louder
"It wasn't me"
She stayed until it was over

Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this we were both butt-naked
Banging on the bathroom floor
How could I forget
That I had given her an extra key
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me


Gonna tell her that I'm sorry for the pain that I've caused
I've been listenin' to your reasonin'
It makes no sense at all
We should tell her that I'm sorry for the pain that I've caused
You may think that you're a player
But you're completely lost

Cause I say...

Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this we were both butt-naked
Banging on the bathroom floor
How could I forget
That I had given her an extra key
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}
xzibit - hey now

[Verse 1]
I'm a menace, to society baby
the police want to relocate me
they run up with gun up, but they can't faze me
they wanted to come up, but they ain't crazy got ?
Six train Chevrolet rolln' without no top
got them hydraulics is dumpin and make it drop
California to Virginia, Timmy makin it hot
takin long rides in a G4 plane
X-Man to the stage got em goin insane
Yeah nigga got the world sayin my name
I'm bout to make a little change, I'm a keep it the same
X to the Z baby, run up on your, hittin corners
Phantom platinum grill
X be the life of the party,
don't be scared girl, reach out and touch somebody

[Chorus]
Can you feel the speakers jumpin
other cats surroundin' but they won't say nothin
Muggin in the club like they wanna do somethin
feelin kinda rowdy, huh?
Hey Now, Hey Now
All the girls mean muggin
cuz they musta seen what a girl pulled up in
In the club like they wanna do somthin
feelin kinda rowdy, huh?
Hey Now, Hey Now

[Verse 2]
Hey girl, look where I live
40 acres and a Maybach Benz
you wanted to party, but I got biz
this ain't entertainin, I'm feedin my kids
On a 4-oh-5 in the car pool lane
Got to hit some corners, I'm ridin the cane
Wanna ride out to a island, and tan your frame
and just waste away a couple of days,
Holla back at me!
Look where I rap, make the crowd get loud like the sound of a gat
LA on my baseball hat, where they wanna ride up on you in that black on black
Move, betta, bounce like a mother
when brother got mass weapons of war with each other
X getting big, not ready to die yet, my militant mindset
got you runnin for cover

[Chorus]
Can you feel the speakers jumpin
other cats surroundin' but they won't say nothin
Muggin in the club like they wanna do somethin
feelin kinda rowdy, huh?
Hey Now, Hey Now
All the girls mean muggin
cuz they musta seen what a girl pulled up in
In the club like they wanna do somthin
feelin kinda rowdy, huh?
Hey Now, Hey Now

[Hook]
I'm the life of the party,
I got a moon roof, we poppin up out of
Look at the whole world they talkin about us
I got a mean hook, to ride on ya body

[Verse 3]
I wanna talk a little, pick ya brain
wanna see you in somethin little, walk around the plane
I got a lot to gain, getting my record off the ground
like David Blaine
So now, what you know bout me?, I'm a self-made man from poverty
Now I own a lot of property
I pimp rides, lifestyles, and companies
Now let me spit you the facts
I used to hustle the corner, but I ain't bringin you that
I'm like swingin a bat, run at yo kneecaps for comin out ya face like that
baby girl touchin my chain, now let me tell you who I ain't
Bitch you can't run no games, (A gangsta baby, ain't nothing changed)

[Chorus]
Can you feel the speakers jumpin
other cats surroundin' but they won't say nothin
Muggin in the club like they wanna do somethin
feelin kinda rowdy, huh?
Hey Now, Hey Now
All the girls mean muggin
cuz they musta seen what a girl pulled up in
In the club like they wanna do somthin
feelin kinda rowdy, huh?
Hey Now, Hey Now

{argument 'id' ontbreekt}
xzibit - papparazi

Intro

1996, the disfunctional member of the Alcoholics Family
It's XZIBIT, Bring it live, one time, like this


Sometimes I wonder if it's all worth my while
Xzibit stay versatile
with Million Dollar lifestyle
and I can feel it as a child growin' up
the niggaz that was real and the niggaz that was scared as fuck
that's why Xzibit only roll with a chosen few
You ain't really real, I can tell when I look at you
So ease off the trigga talk, you ain't killin shit
it's not affecting me or the niggaz that I'm chillin with
I don't believe the hype or buy a Woof ticket
Nigga you make a gang of noise and never seem like a cricket
I guess that's why we never kick it
a lot of niggaz are soft and get tossed tryin to fuck with the liquid
How many niggaz did you know like this?
Always claimin that they're riding but they really turn bitch
It don't make sense
Either you're a soldier from the start
or an actor with a record deal tryin to play the part
like that

Chorus:

It's a shame
niggaz in the rap game
only for the money and the fame
EXTRA LARGE
It's a shame
niggaz in the rap game
only for the money and the fame
Paparazzi (2x)

I don't need no lights no cameras
just action god dammit
never no superstar
I'm more like a planet
so my composure is kept while others start to sweat
A merchant from the fog with my fucked up dialogue
try to live high on the hog leaves you bankrupt
and niggaz you spent it on, would not give a fuck
now that's deep, how deep, It's deeper than Atlantis
Home of the scandalous
Big Bad Los Angeles
Dangerous, Vandelous
Yo, not to be trusted
so how the fuck is you hard
not being scarred by the boulevard
I'm pulling that card and sayin Gin muthafucka
flowin like liquid, soak it in muthafucka
I'm breakin it down, my sounds, so crowds are like deaf
from the West
puttin whole counties to the test
it's all in perspective
Breaker one-nine copy
this is for the niggaz gettin caught up in the Paparazzi

Chorus

Niggaz smoke stress and cross dress
but I just play the back
others going through schemes and pipe dreams
for a contract
real tightly rolled, fuck 'em all how I feel
I made a cool half mil
before I had a record deal
there for you look and stare like it's magic
too much of anything can make you an addict
when devils be startin static, forgot the automatic
I set it off straight, I spread hate, then I vacate, but wait
who dare to cross this path
yo, I do ya like math
cut with glass, make a blood bath
so on behalf of all the niggaz I get drunk with
smokin blunts with
I dispose of your punk shit
keep it all in perspective
Carbon Copies gettin caught up in the Paparazzi
Once again, it's the liquidation crew
and we will turn for you like this:

yes-r ft typhoon - bedankt

jawel
yes r en typhoon
van amsterdam tot zwolle
ja dit is voor de mensen die ons steunen
maar ook voor die gene die ons het liefst klein houden
ik dank jullie

yes-r :
eyo toen ik begon met rappen had ik mezelf iets gevraagd
wat ik anders wou gaan doen als het rappen niet lekker gaat
ik zei mama wees niet bang ik overleef het op de straat
dus bij deze me ouders op de aller eerste plaats
ze waren bezorgd om me en dat was soms vervelend
ik moest liegen want ik mocht niet naar mn late optredens
maar bewees het nu ze weten dat dit veel voor me betekend
zijn ze down met wat ik doe en dat gevoel redde mij leven even
terug naar de tijd jong en gemotiveerd
op zoek naar een contract maar niemand was geintresseerd
genakt en dat deed zeer maar ik kwam terug en ik presteer
want ik ben zo gemotiveerd man ik hoef niet eens te slapen
voor dit deed ik het jaren ik ben van plan om het te maken
de dag dat iemand waagde en het goede in me zag
ali b gaf me een kans en ik rende er op af
vele motherfuckers doen of hun dat zijn geweest
alsof ik ze nu niet meer ken en met capsones tot ze spreek
hier mn middelvinger bitch en stop het lekker in je reet
want als je ogen konden doden yo dan stond ik hier niet eens buzzum...

refrein
ik bedank hier mn familie en mn crew
peepz voor wie ik het doe
en ik bedank hier al mn brothers en mn maten
man ik hou het voor de straten
en ik vergeet nooit op wie ik leunen kon
en dat de roem zeker nooit tussen familie komt

dit is 1 familie band

typhoon :
ik geef je de sleutel tot mn gedachten
ik bied je die exsus
door middel van teksten met yes r
blacks pushte me toen het vertrouwd leek
hij gelooft in mij zoals andre voor zn vrouw schreef
ja ja kleine jongens worden groot
dus tot de raar die niet vloeiend praat dus ik spitt flows
adders in het gras
ik vertrouw ze niet maar hou ze in me buurt zo ondervind ik de minste last
ze blijven aardig maar praten is het bij ty stilte voor de storm
of storm in een glas water
hoe groter dit word hoe meer haters ik zie
onze vader die slangen verlagen me niet
dus ty in de verleden tijd en in het heden
die altijd bij blijft en ty die wordt vergeten
ik ben dankbaar en dat weet je
toch heb ik meer kapot gemaakt dan me lief is dus lieverd vergeef me

refrein
ik bedank hier mn familie en mn crew
peepz voor wie ik het doe
en ik bedank hier al mn brothers en mn maten
man ik hou het voor de straten
en ik vergeet nooit op wie ik leunen kon
en dat de roem zeker nooit tussen familie komt

dit is 1 familie band

yes-r :
ik blijf nog wel voorlopig
de scene is zo wanhopig
mc's zijn zo eentonig
de meeste van die sukkels hebben mij als voorbeeld nodig
voorbeelden die had ik wel maar echt daar had ik niets aan
met hun ging t nog sneller dan bedrijven die failliet gaan
nou hou nou maar die beat aan want dit is een bedank
gehecht aan de hechte band dus ben je me rechter hand
dan ben ik de snelle voor je sneller dan een ambulance
net gestopt met m'n werk want connecties via via
en uiteindelijk een baan 3 jaar bij de pizzeria
en als ik dat niet had dan liep ik maar wat rond
ik zie wel wat er komt
het kon me egt niet schelen riep ik met mn grote mond
soes en ik weer dope of allebei weer rood
allebei een beetje of het was weer geen van ons
ik weet wel wie er voor me is en ook wel wie me niet mag
dus accepteer me scott want ik ben bot wanneer ik niet lach

refrein
ik bedank hier mn familie en mn crew
peepz voor wie ik het doe
en ik bedank hier al mn brothers en mn maten
man ik hou het voor de straten
en ik vergeet nooit op wie ik leunen kon
en dat de roem zeker nooit tussen familie komt

yes-r - mijn pad

Praten:
Eyow, check, mensen denken dat ze weten hoe ik in elkaar zit, dacht het niet, dit is mijn pad, mijn levensweg, mijn gevoelens, uhh ikdoe check.

Verse 1:

Als een jongetje van 12,
ontdekte ik het rappen.
Me neef schreef een tekst,
en ik ging buiten opscheppen.
Later leerde ik het zelf,
en hup, kwamen me teksten.
Toen een tijdje meer met battles en sukkels
op plaatsen zetten.

k wou orgineel komen,
dus bedachten een eigen flow.
Thuis mocht ik niet meer rappen,
want het ging niet meer op school.
Ik was het gekke kind,
haalde maximaal een 6.
En dan heb ik het over gym.
Soms ben ik echt wel bang,
dat ik in dit alle verdrink.

Dat ik verander in een schip,
die in het verre diepe zinkt.
nou ik ben een buitenlander,
in me land een Nederlander.
En me hart ligt gesplits,
in 2 derdewereld landen.
Ik hou van het rappen,
maar het loopt me te bedriegen.

Elke dag op zoek naar werk,
want yo ik moet toch verdienen.
Het leven dwingt me soms,
om tegen me moeder te liegen.
De meeste rappers lijken zo,
maar zijn gewoon verdrietig.

Nou kijk, ik doe niet zielig.
Vraag ook niet om medelijden,
of om met me mee te lijden.
Ik zal op mn benen blijven,
zolang ik de kracht bezit.
Zal ik werken voor me poen,
en er ook alles voor doen.
Snap je dat,
alles wat ik nu vertel is meegemaakt
op MIJN PAD.

Refrein:

Dit is mijn ziel, mijn leven en mijn hart,
en op me eigen manier bewandel ik nu mijn pad.
Jullie sukkels hebben haast,
maar ik heb nog tijd zat.
Mijn pad, mijn weg, mijn traject.
Ik laat die motherfuckers zien wat voor schijt ik heb.
Ik breng me stijl perfect,
heb nooit een rijmgebrek.
Yes-R voor altijd, dus niet tijdelijk,
nou gooi je handen in de lucht en maak het duidelijk.

Verse 2:

Van de fouten die ik maakte,
heb ik tot nu toe geen spijt.
Ik was verraden door wat homiez,
maar ik hou me mond en zwijg.
Doe alsof mn neus bloed,
terwijl ik toch de top bereik.
Bitches dachten dat ik falen zou,
nou kijk 's wat het blijkt.
2 clips komen eraan,
en ze willen me tekenen.
Terwijl je dacht zonder jou zal Yes-R niets betekenen.

Ik heb geen ghetto-leven,
maar het scheelt ook weer niet veel.
Dus ik hoef niet eens te nakken,
en ben al een crimineel.
Ik hoop te blijven rappen zolang ik met woorden speel,
waarin ik mijn emotie uit en met jou mn geheimen deel.
Het leven is een risico,
bijna een weddenschap.
Hoeveel gasten willen wel,
maar ontwijken het rechte pad.

Ik kan alleen maar rappen,
wat als ik geen rapper was.
Zou heus nie werken voor een baas,
doe voor niemand mn petje af.
Dat is hoe ik ben,
en dat is hoe ik zal blijven.
Ik hoef alleen een pen,
en kan alles voor je beschrijven.
Mijn pad, mijn leven,
het kent alleen maar feiten.

Soesi B en Cash.,
de crew met wie ik zal stijgen.
Maar dit is voor iedereen,
want ik spit dit nu uit me hart.
En alles wat ik nu vertel,
is meegemaakt op MIJN PAD.

Refrein:

Dit is mijn ziel, mijn leven en mijn hart,
en op me eigen manier bewandel ik nu mijn pad.
Jullie sukkels hebben haast,
maar ik heb nog tijd zat.
Mijn pad, mijn weg, mijn traject.
Ik laat die motherfuckers zien wat voor schijt ik heb.
Ik breng me stijl perfect,
heb nooit een rijmgebrek.
Yes-R voor altijd, dus niet tijdelijk,
nou gooi je handen in de lucht en maak het duidelijk.

Verse 3:

In me pubere tijd koos ik vaak de foute richting.
Rappen was me droom,
en het leidde me vaak de mist in.
Maar het was meer,
dan alleen een stomme droom.
Ik ontdekte me talent,
en op straat vonden ze me dope.
Als ik, eenmaal wat spitte,
yo dat voelden ze zo.
Zag de emotie in hun ogen,
en de kick op de flow.
Er zat een dope gast tussen maar,
hij koos het slechte pad.
Ik herinner me de dag dat,
ie me 's gebattled had.

Hey yo hij belde me nog laatst,
maar yo het is al te laat.
Ik kan die moker niet meer helpen,
want die gozer is verslaafd.
Het doet me pijn binnenin,
als ik hem tegenkom op straat.
Misschien dat ie nog veranderd,
en op zoek gaat naar een baan.
Mocht ik iemand nog wat schuldig zijn,
vergeef het me gap.

Ik start een hele nieuwe leven,
met een hele nieuwe start.
Hey yo de Yes-R als persoon,
dat is zeker apart.
En alles wat ik nu vertel is meegemaakt op MIJN PAD

refrein 2×
Dit is mijn ziel, mijn leven en mijn hart,
en op me eigen manier bewandel ik nu mijn pad.
Jullie sukkels hebben haast,
maar ik heb nog tijd zat.
Mijn pad, mijn weg, mijn traject.
Ik laat die motherfuckers zien wat voor schijt ik heb.
Ik breng me stijl perfect,
heb nooit een rijmgebrek.
Yes-R voor altijd, dus niet tijdelijk,
nou gooi je handen in de lucht en maak het duidelijk.

Dit is mijn ziel, mijn leven en mijn hart,
en op me eigen manier bewandel ik nu mijn pad.
Jullie sukkels hebben haast,
maar ik heb nog tijd zat.
Mijn pad, mijn weg, mijn traject.
Ik laat die motherfuckers zien wat voor schijt ik heb.
Ik breng me stijl perfect,
heb nooit een rijmgebrek.
Yes-R voor altijd, dus niet tijdelijk,
nou gooi je handen in de lucht en maak het duidelijk.

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