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| 2. |
| 3:59 | 
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Taking it from the top?
Tippy? Tippy? How High? The Ultimate High [Method Man] Scuse me as I kiss the sky Sing a song of six pence, a pocet full a rye Who the fuck want to die for their culture Stalk the dead body like a vulture Tical get, hmm Blacker than your blackest stallion Hit your house'n projects I represent the Shaolin my nigga Hell yes, Apocalypse now, the gun blow It be goin down, diggy diggy down diggy down down [Redman] While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse When I raise my trigga finga all why'all niggaz hit the decks! Cause ain't no need for that, hustlers and hardcores Raw to the floor raw like Reservoir Dogs The Green-Eyed Bandit can't stand it With more Fruitier Loops then that Toucan Sam Bitch Plus, the Bombazee got me wild (Fuckin with us) is a straight suicide [Method Man] 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 Murder 1 lyric at your door Tical bring it to that ass raw Breakin all the rules like glass jaws Nigga, you got to get mine to get yours Fucka, we don't need no rap tour I'd rather kick the facts and catch you with the rap-ture More than you bargained for Tical, that stays open like an all night store For real, I keeps it ill like a piece of blue steel Pointed at your temple with the intent to kill And end your existence, M-E-T Ain't no use for resistance, H-O-D [Redman] I bees the ultimate rush to any nigga on dust The Egyptian Musk use to have me pull mad sluts I shift like a clutch with the Ruck Examine my nuts, I don't stop till I get enough Your shit broke down, light your flare Since the darkside tears you into hollywood squares 6 million ways to die, so I chose Made it 6 million and 1 with your eyes closed The blindfold, cold, so you can feel the rap And shatter the glass and second half on your monkey ass And yo my man (Tical) hit me now Bitches use to play me now they can't forget me now Forget me not, I rock the spot, check glock Empty off a licking off a hip hop Fuck the billboard, I'm a bullet on my block How you dope when you payed for your billboard spot? [Chorus] Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane It's the funk doctor spock smoking Buddha on a train How high? So high that I can kiss the sky How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane Recognize, Johnny Blaze, ain't a damn thing changed How high? So High that I can kiss the sky How sick? So Sick that you can suck my dick [Method Man] Til my man Raider Ruckus come home It ain't really on till the Ruckus get, home Puff a meth bone, now I'm off to the red zone We don't need your dirt weed we got a fuckin O Check it, I brings havoc with my hectic Bring the Pain lyrics screamin for the antiseptic Movin on your left kid, and I'm methted, out my fuckin dome piece Plus I got no love for the beast Hailin from the big East Coast Where niggaz pack toast Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats [Hey boy, you's the rude boy on the block You try and stop the bum rush you will get popped] As I run around with a racist My style was born in the 50 stair cases Dig it, eff a rap critic He talk about it while I live it If Red got the blunt, I'm the second one to hit it [Redman] Look up in the, I got the verbs, nouns and glocks in ya Enter the centa, lyrics bang like rico-chet Rabbit, I brings havoc with an A-K matic Rollin blunts an all day habit I get it on like Smif'n'Wes Punks take a sip and test Who split your vest The funk phenomenon I'm bombin you like Lebanon Blow canals of Panama Just off stamina Styles not to be fucked with, or played with Fuck the pretty hoes, I love those Section A Bit-ches Hitting switches, Twisting wigs with Fat radical mathematical type scriptures I dig up in your planets like Diga, Boo, scared you, blew you to smithe-reens Fuck the marines, I got machines To light the spliff, and read Mad magazine I fly more heads than Continental Wreck ya 5 times like US AIR off an instrumental Look I'm not a half way crook with bad looks But I may murder your case like your name was Cal Brooks I breaks em up proppa Ask Biggie Smalls 'Who Shot Ya' Funk doctor, with the 12 Gauge Mossberg Look, I got the tools like Rickle To make your mind tickle For the nine nickle (Yo Red, yo Red!) Punk ass pussy ass [You ain't gotta say no more man, that's it] Word up Tical, We Out (It's over) |
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| 3. |
| 4:06 |
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Always On Time
(Ashanti) [Ja talking] OH YEAH I'm not always there when you call [Buckshots, hah], but I'm always on time Gave you my all ....baby be mine Always there when you call, always on time Gave you my all ....baby (Chorus - Ashanti) x2 Baby, I'm not always there when you call, but I'm always on time And I gave you my all, now baby be mine I'm not always there when you call, but I'm always on time And I gave you my all, now baby be mine (Ja Rule) C'mon and get a piece of this late-night lover You know, the one that swing dick like no other (shit) I know, I got a lot of things I need to explain But baby you know the game and love is about pain So, stop the complaints and drop the order restraints Our sex life's a game so bat me down in the paint 'Cause I can't wait no more 'Cause it's about a quarter-past three and shorty's eyein me I got the Bentley valeted And I'm just outside of Jersey, past the Palisades And I love to see that ass in Gucci shades Hold down on the bed while I'm yankin your braids Thug style, you never thought I'd make you smile While I'm smackin your ass and fuckin you all wild [With Ashanti] But we share, somethin so rare, but who cares, you care (Chorus) x2 (Ja Rule) Girl, get a grip, c'mon, pull it together It's only a sunshower, we been through worse weather Like the stormy nights you wrote a "Dear Ja" letter And took my Benz and keyed and cut the leather Bitch, you know better, we live M-O-B Money Over Bitches, Murder, I-N-C I got two or three hoes for every V And I keep 'em drugged up off that ecstasy I'm a playground legend like Kirk with Pee-wee Name a nigga in the league got more game than me I play hard, there's so many women I fathered Meet 'em with scars and send 'em home hot and bothered Truth or dare, this life ain't apparantly fair And a love with no glare is a crystal stare But we share [with Ashanti] somethin so rare, but who cares, you care (Chorus) x2 (Ja Rule) Oh I'm, feelin like ya livin a, double life 'Cause you don't be comin home, sometimes Baby, but you're always, on time, checkin for one time You and I, got a special bond together We go back like bombers boo, in the coldest weather And when I play you play the same way you freak me baby I fuck you crazy Then I'm gone Baby don't really want me to get up and leave off that easy She'll be wakin up wet for sheezy Remind these bitches to mind they business Believe me, this pimp game is very religious And I'm built like the Don Bishop Gon' keep this money-green Benz and my hoes as my witness The life we share is a thug affair [With Ashanti] But who cares, you care (Chorus) x2 (Ashanti) Always there when you call.........I'm always on time Gave you my all... baby be mine always there when you call, I'm always on time Gave you my all, baby, be mine * Here at W-I and Z we play nuthin but da hits...nuthin but da hits... nuthin but da motha fuckin hits...* |
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| 4. |
| 3:49 |
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(Foxy Brown)
Pa Pa just keep me laced up In the illa Case be,Issac Mizrahi Fuck around with Dolce Gabbana Sippin' pure 'Zay with the Ill Na Na Nigga you fuck around And how you know you tease and you join Nigga your royalties and your pawn So what the deal is? But Foxy Brown met Case, now we laced Bonnie met Clyde now I'm up in Jamaica breaking all your paper (Case) You're the only 1 for me You're the only 1 I need. Can't nobody make me feel The way you're making me feel And girl you know this love is real (Mary J. Blige) 1 - Touch me, tease me Feel me and caress me Hold on tight and don't let go Baby I'm about to explode Cuz all my love you can control (Case) I'll spend the night with u If you promise you will do All the things to make me scream And you know just what I mean Cuz tonight you taste like ice cream I wanna make you fall in luv Make you touch the stars above Please me low and be my friend I'll come back and hit it again And again, and again, and again Don't go away Repeat 1 (Foxy) What? Let me get that Lex nigga Sex wetter than aquariums Flashing, they get their ass in Who fucks slow with lear jets and coupes My ones stackin' You ain't know that I be mackin' The extra set of keys The thirty G's Them chips, the bellies, had you livin' on your knees Not to mention the laced out crib in Dallas The fourty room palace Sippin' cristal-ice Repeat 1 until fade |
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| 5. |
| 3:38 |
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That’s how much I love you That’s how much I need you And I can’t stand you Must everything you do make me wanna smile Can I not like it for a while No.. but you won’t let me You upset me girl, then you kiss my lips All of a sudden I forget that I was upset Can’t remember what you did But I hate it You know exactly what to do So that I can’t stay mad at you For too long, that’s wrong But, I hate it You know exactly how to touch So that I don’t wanna fuss and fight no more So I despise that I adore you And I hate how much I love you boy I can’t stand how much I need you And I hate how much I love you boy But I just can’t let you go And I hate that I love you so.. And you completely know the power that you have The only one that makes me laugh Sad and it’s not fair how you take advantage of the fact that I Love you beyond the reason why And it just ain’t right And I hate how much I love you girl I can’t stand how much I need you And I hate how much I love you girl But I just can’t let you go And I hate that I love you so One of these days maybe your magic won’t affect me And your kiss won’t make me weak But no one in this world knows me the way you know me So you’ll probably always have a spell on me That’s how much I love you How much I need you That’s how much I need you That’s how much I love you That’s how much I need you And I hate that I love you so-- And I hate how much I love you boy I can’t stand how much I need you And I hate how much I love you boy But I just can’t let you go And I hate that I love you so And I hate that I love you so.. so.. |
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| 6. |
| 4:44 |
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I've been watchin' you from afar,
for as long as I can remmeber You are all a real man can need and ever ask for this is love this is more than a crush It was all ....(up at Rutgers) I saw with your man smiling, huh, a coach bag in your hand I was laying in the coup with my hat turned back we caught eyes for a moment, and that was that so skated off, as you strolled off looking at them legs, god damn they looked so soft (so fine) I gotta take ya from your man that's my mision If his love is real he got ta handle competition you only knew about 5 months (that's right) besides he drinks too much and smokes too many blunts and I've been working out everyday thinking bout you looking at my own eyes in the rear view cathchin flash backs of our eye contact wish i could lay ya on your stomach and caress your back i would hold ya in my arms and ease your fears I can't believe it, I hadn't had a crush in years [Chorus] [2x] hey lover, hey lover, this is more than a crush Lover, hey lover, this is more than a crush hey lover, hey lover, this is more than a crush I see you at the bus stop waitin everyday your man must think its safe for you to travel that way but i don't want ta violate your relationship so i lay back in the cut with a crush that'a trip still he can't stop me from having day dreams tounging you down with huh vanilla ice cream kissing on your thighs in the moonlight searching your body with my tounge girl all night I wonder one day could it be, simple dreams turnin into reality Our love would come down so naturally we would walk down the isle of destiny what your man got his hustle on gotcha type scared break ya off a little chump change to do your hair that seems to be enough to satisfy your needs but there's a deeper level if you just follow my lead Hey lover [CHORUS] Last week I saw ya at the mall standing at the pay phone bout to make a call I had a vision it was me on the other end telling you come by and then you walked in I touched you gently with my hands we talked about traveling the distant lands escaping all the madness out here in the world becomin my wife no longer my girl then, you let your dress fall down to the floor i kissed you softly and you yearned for more we experienced pleasure unparallel into an ocean of love we both fell swimming in the timeless, currents of pure bliss fantasies interchanging with each kiss undying passion unities our souls togehter we swim until the point of no control but its a fantasy it(that,you) won't come true we never even spoke and your man (still) love you so I'm gonna keep all these feelins inside keep my dreams alive until the right time [CHORUS] |
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| 7. |
| 4:14 |
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TIMBO Hey NE YO Say what LOSO Hey Hey I'm a movement by myself But I'm a force when were together Mami I'm good all by myself But baby you you make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You plus me it equals better math Your boy a good look but she my better half I'm already bossin already flossin But why have the cake if it ain't got the sweet frosting You're You're You're You're You're keepin me on my A game With With With With Without havin the same name The The The The The They might flame But But But But But shorty we burn it up The sag and my swag pep in my step Daddy do the Gucci mami in Giuseppes Guess it's a G thing whenever we swing I'm a need Coretta Scott if I'm 'gon be king I'm a movement by myself But I'm a force when were together Mami I'm good all by myself But baby you you make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better First thing's first I does what I do But everything I am she's my improve I'm already bossin I'm already fly But if I'm a star she is the sky And And And And when I feel like I'm on top She She She She give me reason then I stop And And And And And And though I'm hot To To To Together we burn it up The caked up cut the cleaned up ice The shorty come around I clean up nice Dynamic duo Batman and Robin Whoever don't like it is that man's problem AND AND AND And when I feel like I'm tired MA MA MA Mami takin me higher I'M I'M I'M I'M I'M I'm on fire BUT BUT BUT But shorty we burn it up I'm a movement by myself But I'm a force when were together Mami I'm good all by myself But baby you you make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better Cause on the side of every great man you could find a woman like a soldier holdin him down She treats me like a don watches for the hit Checks where I go even watches who I'm with The right when I'm wrong so I never slip Show me how to move that's why I never trip And baby girl you so major they should front page ya God bless the parents who made ya Middle finger anybody who hate the way we burn it up I'm a movement by myself But I'm a force when were together Mami I'm good all by myself But baby you you make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better Ahhhhhhhhh Yeah baby them lames you playin with they 'gon ush you down We tryin to compliment you you know make you better Top Notch Tim Nice Look Ne Yo Livin Good Loso They ask you how you doin now tell 'em better than them HA HA HA HA HA HA I'm a movement by myself But I'm a force when were together Mami I'm good all by myself But baby you you make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better |
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| 8. |
| 4:34 |
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(Uh huh, uh huh) Ch-Yeah (Uh huh, uh huh) Rihanna Good girl gone bad (Uh huh, uh huh) Take three... Action! (Uh huh, uh huh) Hov! No clouds in my stones Let it rain, I hydroplane into fame (Eh, eh, eh) Coming down with the Dow Jones When the clouds come we gone We roc-a-fella (Eh, eh, eh) We fly higher than weather in G5′s or better You know me, in anticipation for precipitation Stacks chips for the rainy day (Eh, eh, eh) Jay Rain man is back with little miss sunshine Rihanna where you at? You had my heart, and we′ll never be worlds apart Maybe in magazines but you′ll still be my star Baby ′cause in the dark you can′t see shiny cars And that′s when you need me there With you I′ll always share because When the sun shine we′ll shine together Told you I′ll be here forever Said I′ll always be your friend Took an oath, I′mma stick it out ′til the end Now that it′s raining more than ever know that we′ll still have eachother You can stand under my umbrella You can stand under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh) Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh) Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh) Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh eh eh-eh) These fancy things will never come in between You′re apart of my entity Here for infinity When the war has took his part When the world has delt it′s card If the hand is hard together we′ll mend your heart because When the sun shine we′ll shine together Told you I′ll be here forever Said I′ll always be your friend Took an oath, I′mma stick it out ′til the end Now that it′s raining more than ever know that we′ll still have eachother You can stand under my umbrella You can stand under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh) Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh) Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh) Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh eh eh-eh) You can run into my arms It′s okay, don′t be alarmed Come into me There′s no distance in between our love So gonna let the rain pour I′ll be all you need and more because When the sun shine we′ll shine together Told you I′ll be here forever Said I′ll always be your friend Took an oath, I′mma stick it out ′til the end Now that it′s raining more than ever know that we′ll still have eachother You can stand under my umbrella You can stand under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh) Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh) Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh) Under my umbrella (ella ella eh eh eh eh eh-eh) It′s raining (raining) Oh baby it′s raining (raining) Baby come into me Come into me It′s raining (raining) Oh baby it′s raining (raining) You can always come into me |
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| 2:19 |
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Oh my god...Oh my god !!!! ah ah ah aowww!!! [Verse One: Method Man] Microphone checka, swingin sword lecture closin down the sectar supreme neck protector Bet I won em kid Mr. Metha warmin pot about to blow his lid from the pressure, too hot for TV but cheesy, Too many wanna be hard be easy, is all in together going all not together it don't take much to please me Still homes are never satisfy like the stones we don't condome bitin in the sellin crossbones protectin what am writin don't clash with the Titan who blast with a liscence to kill rap presitence C'mon, in the zone with ya nigga from the Group Home TICAL!!(Fuck your lifestyle!!) (Blew wind)...put your lights out got the shit the crackin got you fienin with your pipes out time for some action, surfin the avenue mad at you, where I used to battle crews back when Antoinette had that attitude Cover me I'm going in, walls closin in got us bustin off these pistols my niggas got issues...again, same song armed with the mega bomb Blow you out the frame and I'm gone. [Verse Two: Redman] I was going to Buck-we-romes, cellular phones Doc-Meth back in the flesh, blood and bone don't condone Spent bank loans and homegrown suckers break like Turbo in no zone, when I, grab the broom moon-walk platoon hawk my goons spark leave you in a blue lagoon lost (true) three nines and a glove with masu di die in the car right behind on the boss Haters don't touch, weigh us both up now my neighbor doped up got the cable hooked up. All channels lift my shirt all Mammal you ship off keys and we ship Grand Pianos. sawed off shotgun hand on the pump, sippin on a forty smokin on a blunt bust my gun and Red and Meth gettin jumped La la la la, la la la laaaaa yeah c'mon, Red and Meth gettin jumped La la la la, la la la laaaaaa |
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| 4:09 |
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[G:]
Regulators we regulate any stealing of his property and we damn good too But you can't be any geek off the street, gotta be handy with the steel if you know what I mean, earn your keep! REGULATORS!!! MOUNT UP! [G:] It was a clear black night, a clear white moon Warren G was on the streets, trying to consume some skirts for the eve, so I can get some funk just rollin in my ride, chillin all alone [Nate:] Just hit the Eastside of the LBC on a mission trying to find Mr. Warren G. Seen a car full of girls ain't no need to tweak all you skirts know what's up with 213 [G:] So I hooks a left on the 21 and Lewis some brothas shootin dice so I said "Let's do this" I jumped out the ride, and said "What's up?" some brothas pulled some gats so I said "I'm stuck." [Nate:] Since these girls peepin me I'ma glide and swerve these hookers lookin so hard they straight hit the curb Won'tcha think of better things than some horny tricks I see my homey and some suckers all in his mix [G:] I'm gettin jacked, I'm breakin myself I can't believe they taking Warren's wealth they took my rings, they took my rolex I looked at the brotha said "Damn, what's next?" [Nate:] They got my homey hemmed up and they all around ain't none of them seeing if they going straight pound for pound I gotta come up real quick before they start to clown I best pull out my strap and lay them busters down [G:] They got guns to my head I think I'm going down I can't believe this happenin in my own town If I had wings I could fly let me contemplate I glanced in the cut and I see my homey Nate [Nate:] Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole Nate Dogg is about to make some bodies turn cold now they droppin and yellin it's a tad bit late Nate Dogg and Warren G had to regulate I laid all them busters down I let my gat explode now I'm switching my mind back into freak mode if you want skirts sit back and observe I just left a gang of those over there on the curb [G:] Now Nate got the freaks and that's a known fact before I got jacked I was on the same track back up back up cause it's on N A T E and me the Warren to the G [Nate:] Just like I thought they were in the same spot in need of some desperate help the Nate Dogg and the G-child were in need of something else one of them dames was sexy as hell I said "ooo I like your size." she said "my car's broke down and you seem real nice, would ya let me ride?" I got a car full of girls and it's going real swell the next stop is the Eastside Motel [G:] I'm tweaking into a whole new era G-Funk step to this I dare ya Funk on a whole new level [Nate:] the rhythm is the bass and the bass is the treble [G:] Chords Strings We brings Melody G-Funk where rhythm is life and life is rhythm [Nate:] If you know like I know you don't wanna step to this It's the G-Funk era funked out with a gangsta twist if you smoke like I smoke then you high like everyday and if your ass is a buster 213 will regulate |
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