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Trample on my
Trample on my soul Kill me with a quickness Trample on my soul Kill me with a quickness Trample on my soul Money greedy Money greedy I trust you over all The way you brake my heart The way you trample on my soul Kill me with a quickness Kill me with a quickness Money greedy I trust you over all Money greedy I trust you over all You trample on my soul You trample on my soul You trample on my soul Tricola-ola Donde este bien je taime I be dead when Im strong Tricola-ola Donde este bien je taime je tombe I be dead when Im strong In love I fall Its a crime how I crawl Oh my lover Dont you know that its alright You can love You can love me the same time I grin and bear it I grin and bear it You cant compare it Marathons of comparisons The t-r-i-c-k-y You cant get close Brag the I boast What have I got to boast about Ghetto traps didnt trap me, I got out Security social Standing in government lines Standing in government lines Standing in government lines I take whats mines I take whats mines We know Money greedy I love you over all Money greedy You trample on my soul You trample on my soul You trample on my soul Kill me with a quickness I guess its strictly business You kill me with a quickness I guess its strictly business Remember we used to sit in the brits Never won any awards Thats not what we used to look towards Money greedy Tricola-ola Donde este bien je taime je tombe Comparison Trample on my soul Marathon Comparison |
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| 2. |
| 3:33 |
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i'm gonna see my baby
she makes me feel like movin i'm gonna see my baby she makes me feel like movin she makes me fell high she makes me feel low i'm gonna see my baby she makes me feel like groovin like this like this i see you go to see your baby does she make you feel like grooving? you go to see your your baby she make you feel like grooving she make you feel high she make you feel low she make you feel high she make you feel low she make you feel like spendin your money she make you feel high she make you feel low need my honey like you feel need my honey she makes me feel she makes me feel need my honey need my honey need my honey gonna go see my honey she makes me feel like groovin she makes me feel high she makes me feel low when you go to see your honey when I go to see my honey need my honey she makes me feel she makes me feel she makes me feel |
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| 3. |
| 3:27 |
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i've been working so hard
just came home from my job i look down in my wallet goddamit I been robbed where can my money be now [five of a???] a week's long work what can I do now I got so many bills to pay you got me singing the blues and i'm payin all my dues you got me singing the blues and i'm payin all my dues outta my pocket oh what a day the bills are gonna rob me tomorrow that's why i need my ten dollars today you got me singing the blues and i'm payin all my dues |
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| 4. |
| 3:34 |
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Those men will break your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes. Those men will break your bones, Don't know how to build stable homes. Those men will break your bones, Don't know how to build stable homes. We lose our voice more each year Maybe we won't bring some Is there Cancer in the throat No Stress Maybe its supposed to kill the success Because success needs killing Murder is media Forced laugh, Forged autograph, First my body, now my corpse Those men will break your bones, Don't know how to build stable homes. Life is pain, Murder is fame, And if you're famous you might get aquitted There's nowhere to run away Damn you I hope you pay And finish the day-to-day The games we play. Those men will break your bones, Don't know how to build stable homes. I will stay at home And talk on the telephone, Cos nothing in this world I want from you, Don't free yourself, run and cry Too scared to live Too quick to die Those men will break your bones, Don't know how to build stable homes. Those men will break your bones, Don't know how to build stable homes. Those men will break your bones, Don't know how to build stable homes. Don't know how to build stable homes. Those men will break your bones, Don't know how to build stable homes. Those men will break your bones, Don't know how to build stable homes. Stable Homes Those men will break your bones Stable homes Those men will break your bones Stable homes Those men will break your bones |
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| 5. |
| 4:46 |
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Six minutes- I'm on, six minutes- I'm on
Tricky: It's a long way from Knowle West to Hollywood I've never seen a triple beam ]From L.A. to N.Y. I eat pork make 'em scream Six minutes I'm on I'm premenstrual I bleed because I'm not a vegetable I'm on six minutes- I'm on Lies don't suit me I think it's my duty to say I don't like guns And in them comes spoil the rude boys funds I'm resilian I don't just wanna make a million And if the radio shows throw low blows We do this with or without the air play Life's a cycle forget about Michael Life's a cycle forget about Michael Watchin' you leadin', I'm tired of bleedin' Watchin' you leadin', I'm tired,I'm bleedin' I'm gonna take this time out for a promotional click Durban Poison artist are the smartest In this industry full of vomit My voodoo make 'em sick My voodoo make 'em sick My voodoo make 'em sick Tricky: Now when people got a good thing they want to make it a bigger thing Bullet proof from the truth Now it's gone to far And all the tough guys are dropping like flies Like old styles and riches and snitches and those industry bitches I hear they're taking over benches To be high paid wenches Forget the champaign at the bar you need A&R Is this making music or make money? I can't make my mind up They think they're safe 'cause they're signed up You're under contracts that brakes those backs You brag and boast now look-a-here I control my destiny I control my career Six minutes Martina: I'm on Tricky: Is this making music or make money? I can't make my mind up Martina: I'm on Tricky: Life's a cycle Jjust because you're signed up Durban poison artist are the smartest My voodoo make 'em sick You're under contracts that brakes those backs You brag and boast, now look-a-here Tricky and Martina: I'm on I control my destiny I'm on I control my career I'm on I control my destiny I'm on I control my career I'm on Radio shows throw low blows I'm on Forget the champaign at the bar you need A&R I'm on I'm premenstrual I'm on I'm premenstrual I'm on Radio shows throw low blows Throw low blows Forget the champaign at the bar Life's a cycle You need A&R I'm on Like a cycle I'm on Radio shows- I'm on Now when people got a good thing- I'm on They want to make it a bigger thing Bullet proof from the truth Now it's gone to far Bullet proof from the truth And all the tough guys are dropping like flies Like old styles and riches and snitches and those Industry bitches I'm on I heard they're taking over benches I'm on To be high paid wenches I'm on It's gone to far You need A&R I'm on I don't rap, I don't sing I'm an emotional player Emotions I deal with Emotions I deal with Just energy Just energy Just my energy I'm on |
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| 6. |
| 4:00 |
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Starts off in the hips
Move to my lips For all those who want to analyze me For all those who want to analyze me Start it off in the hips Move to my lips For all those who want to analyze me My mother committed suicide when I was four or five I love mike-o was killed by a psycho I love mike-o was killed by a psycho But I'm not sad or sorry 'cause we be tomorrow But I'm not sad or sorry 'cause we be tomorrow Will it be on hot land, on hot sand Or maybe concrete corner - december Red zones in my head phones The devil's tools - inside us fools The devil's tools - inside us fools Love shall leave me alone Love shall leave me alone Love shall leave me alone Love shall Will it be on hot sand, on hot land Or maybe a concrete corner - december Red zones in my head phones The devil's tools - inside us fools The devil's tools Love shall leave me alone Love shall Will it be on hot land, on hot sand Will it be, will it be, Will it be on hot land, on hot sand Or maybe a Concrete corner - december Red zones in my head phones Red zones |
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| 7. |
| 4:03 |
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Well I'm sittin on my lunch break, grinnin my teeth
It's the last day of the week, boy what a relief My muscles kind of ache, they felt rigid and stuff so I turned around, and I smoked this big fat spliff Now I'm happy as can be I'm in this pothead spell I put some eyedrops in my eyes so that no one can tell Now It's 5:45 almost time for the bell I'm back on the job, I don't bother no one I keep strictly to [myself] till my job is done Now it's 5:45 it's time to have fun I'm hangin out with a rapper, a kid named Don We got more drunk than a skunk and happy as can be We went, to the Latin Quarters and we got in free Scoopin all the girls with my fly jewelry cause I'm a fly brown brother and you can't school me Boogie Down was performin hey they ain't no joke And a bunch of Brooklyn kids was lookin all up my throat Was it my big chains with the big plates on em? Then they rolled on me and told me to run em This was the moment I feared... "Yo take off your chains.." This was the moment I feared... "You need to take those chains off.." I said, "They're really not real, they're just a front for the girls" Then a whole bunch of fists just, caved my world I was in pain, so ashamed, I wish I never came Had to pick up my face and go home on the train Then I went to my apartment and brought me a [fort[y]] Then I went to the park, and I sat and I thought I seen Danny Boy blue with his girl named Sarah In one of their cars, I think it was a [Valera/Bravera?] She called out to me, but, I really didn't hear her So I went a little closer so I could a little clearer She said, "You know where...Tilden" I said, "I know where that is, just next to my building" I gave em the information and they I went on my way Then I went home, and slept til two the next day There was a knock on my door, I opened it, no quit! It was Sarah standing there with a bag named Kit She starts to use me and abuse me and at first I wasn't with it Then we did it and we did it and we did it She said it was great, she said she's glad we had done it The elevator come and Danny Boy was on it This was the moment I feared... This was the moment I feared... Well he was huffin and puffin and he swung at me -- word So I pulled out my jam and sauced the nerd Then he was dead two in the head I took the cash and the Visa's She said, "Everything's all right, just make sure nobody sees us" Now I was rich as I was rich I could have whatever would please me Now I could wear real gold in front of folks who don't tease me Yah, I'll be a new neighborhood dad Cats'll roll up on me like, "Trick's my man!!" Ya see a policeman rolled up on me and told me, "Make my day" I said, "Relax brother," but he had proof that I had done it He found the gun with my fingerprints on it But now I'm in prison doin' life and I'm scared Some kid snuffed me cold and greased me where no one dared This was the moment I feared... "Now bend over!" This was the moment I feared... "Take your trowsers down, and bend over!" Now I'm doin' life and I'm scared A kid knocked me cold and greased me where no one dared The moment I feared.. This was the moment I feared |
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Take once you're through
Someone talk to me now Energy won't move me Oceans, oceans won't soothe me Cry me a bayou Slime, sleaze pass through You love it when I'm leaving You love it when I'm leaving Someone talk to me now Energy won't move me Oceans, oceans won't soothe me You love it when I'm leaving You love it when I'm leaving Angels with dirty faces Disappear with out traces Them bones Angels with dirty faces Disappear with out traces Love it when I'm leaving You, you love it when I'm leaving Someone talk to me now Love it when you're leaving I love it when you're leaving Cry me a bayou Someone talk to you now Energy won't move me (If I died) Oceans, oceans won't soothe me ( Before I wake ) Love it when I'm leaving Love it when I'm leaving Cry me a bayou Bring all your wants Angels with dirty faces Disappear with out traces Cry me a bayou When I'm leaving |
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| 9. |
| 4:44 |
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Water now Ive got me a daughter
Carriage for two I call my baby boo Hey t Ive got me a little black girl And this little black girls beautiful Carriage for two Carriage for two I call my baby boo Hey t Ive got me a little black girl And this little black girls beautiful I try to do whats dutiful Water, water, now Ive got me a daughter Carriage for two I call my I call my baby boo Hey t Ive got me a little black girl And this little black girls beautiful I try to do, I try to do I try to do whats dutiful I teach her to lead But never must she let go Your fathers rich I teach her to lead But never must she let go Your fathers rich Your fathers from the get-go Martina: Them thats got shall get Them thats not shall lose Its all the Bible says Its easy when you lose Mama may have and papa may have But God bless the child Thats got his own Thats got his own Them thats got shall get Them thats not shall lose Its all the Bible says Its easy when you lose Mama may have and papa may have But God bless the child Thats got his own Thats got his own |
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| 3:48 |
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So you like to desmise with your pen
I was the same I was the same back when Then and now, I wanna change But dont know how Dos and donts - donts I dont like Shes not tina and Im not like ike But what was ike like Is ike what you write I dont know, I dont know I dont know, I dont know Well disarm ya, ask julian palmer Only joking, too much smoking But its ok, its ok Weve been through too much yesterday Tell you what were gonna do Theyll protect me from me, Ill protect from you By any means by any means By any means by any means Please wont you try Stop me talking like a tough guy Subject matters love Subject matters love What would I need another enemy I know I love you I can feel you in my energy Im too scared to be a gun totting Gangster wanna-be Ive got too much love, too much love Met you on mondalay Inside of me Or next week If Im tina I guess Im weak Big take Making my head ache Big take Making my head ache Its not your fault You dont understand Take our hand We give So dont be negative You dont feel the cause you feel yourself Stuck up in your own head Leave that till Im dead What do I think I think instinct. |
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| 11. |
| 4:26 |
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I feel you changing me, changing me
I can see a changing me I can see a changing me Changing me I wanna take my clothes off Tear my mouth and nose off And take out my eyes Take out my eyes I take my clothes off Tear my mouth and nose off Tear out my eyes Tear out my eyes Wanna walk on warm leaves Hot sand cold breeze Hot sun I want my mum Look mum Im on top of the world World wide plaza I got asthma I wanna demonstrate hate I wanna rattle I wanna blow my head off in seattle No way No way check it No way I can see a change in me And I change me I, i, i, I deserve to die because of lies Its crazy lies We have to die because of lies Wanna take my clothes off Tear my mouth and nose off And take out my eyes Take out my eyes |
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| 12. |
| 4:22 |
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Why the fuck do they keep making those guns?
Chew compassion save some sons Whyd you keep buying their guns Foolish, lifes too short for stray bullets Whyd you keep buying their guns Foolish Corporate companies love when them kill themselves It boost up the record sales Whyd you keep making your guns? Alright Chew compassion save some sons Whyd you keep buying their guns? Foolish Lifes too short for stray bullets Record companies love when them kill themselves It boost up the record sales Now which one of yous gonna be the next niggy You dont have to worry bout them 2pak holding hands with biggy Alright, alright I watch where I venture, see cause I dont like this century I watch where I venture, see cause I dont like this century Alright Now which one of yous gonna be the next niggy You dont have to worry bout them 2pak holding hands with biggy I dont like this century Back up chicks All you got is hips Alright I see your hollow way My baby mamma kick it like billie holiday I watch where I venture see cause I dont like this century I watch where I venture see cause I dont like this century Back up chicks all you got is hips Why the fuck do they keep making their guns? Alright Chew compassion save some sons Whyd you keep buying their guns Foolish Lifes too short Record companies love when them kill themselves It boost up the record sales Record companies love when them kill themselves It boost up the record sales Now which one of yous gonna be the next niggy You dont have to worry bout them 2pak holding hands with biggy Now which one of yous gonna be the next niggy Alright Now how bout your wild west mant |
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