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from Culture Beat - Anything [ep] (1993)
Is there anything more
I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah You got me on my knees Saying please are you a tease You change locks so I change keys Giving always, giving how ya living it's a drain Hard to see the light as anything but a train Is passion out of fashion Am I on the wrong track Hard for me to take But can you tell what I lack Been the early bird but I gets no worm Treat me like a germ But I still stand firm Chasing am I Wasting all my time on the cause Do you want a break Or do you need a pause Never knew no one like you That is never impressed Is it how I'm dressed, huh Or am I just a pest I think you bend me Just to see if I will break Evasion from the case Just to see what I will take Lead me, lead me on Because you know I wanna swing Question that I'm pressing Is there anything Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah Wanting what you flaunting Can't blame me for my thirst Betcha got a bubble baby Begging to be burst Hopin' while I'm scoping Dirty mind is in effect Rigorous and vigorous How you turn my neck Heated now I'm hotter For your hips, put me on Sweat ya in the eve Sweat ya in the morn Yearning, yeah, I'm yearning Got an itch, need a scratch Money I can make But it's hard to make a match Craving what you're saying Waiting for your will to cave in Read me like a book I'm misbehaving Tell me what you need And your need I'll try to feed Hear me as I beg Hear me as I plead Runaway, run all day But you can't hide I see you're fighting feelings That you feel inside Tell me what you want And I'll tell you what I'll bring The question from the King Is there anything Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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from Culture Beat - Anything [ep] (1993)
Is there anything more
I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah You got me on my knees Saying please are you a tease You change locks so I change keys Giving always, giving how ya living it's a drain Hard to see the light as anything but a train Is passion out of fashion Am I on the wrong track Hard for me to take But can you tell what I lack Been the early bird but I gets no worm Treat me like a germ But I still stand firm Chasing am I Wasting all my time on the cause Do you want a break Or do you need a pause Never knew no one like you That is never impressed Is it how I'm dressed, huh Or am I just a pest I think you bend me Just to see if I will break Evasion from the case Just to see what I will take Lead me, lead me on Because you know I wanna swing Question that I'm pressing Is there anything Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah Wanting what you flaunting Can't blame me for my thirst Betcha got a bubble baby Begging to be burst Hopin' while I'm scoping Dirty mind is in effect Rigorous and vigorous How you turn my neck Heated now I'm hotter For your hips, put me on Sweat ya in the eve Sweat ya in the morn Yearning, yeah, I'm yearning Got an itch, need a scratch Money I can make But it's hard to make a match Craving what you're saying Waiting for your will to cave in Read me like a book I'm misbehaving Tell me what you need And your need I'll try to feed Hear me as I beg Hear me as I plead Runaway, run all day But you can't hide I see you're fighting feelings That you feel inside Tell me what you want And I'll tell you what I'll bring The question from the King Is there anything Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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from Culture Beat - Anything [ep] (1993)
Is there anything more
I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah You got me on my knees Saying please are you a tease You change locks so I change keys Giving always, giving how ya living it's a drain Hard to see the light as anything but a train Is passion out of fashion Am I on the wrong track Hard for me to take But can you tell what I lack Been the early bird but I gets no worm Treat me like a germ But I still stand firm Chasing am I Wasting all my time on the cause Do you want a break Or do you need a pause Never knew no one like you That is never impressed Is it how I'm dressed, huh Or am I just a pest I think you bend me Just to see if I will break Evasion from the case Just to see what I will take Lead me, lead me on Because you know I wanna swing Question that I'm pressing Is there anything Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah Wanting what you flaunting Can't blame me for my thirst Betcha got a bubble baby Begging to be burst Hopin' while I'm scoping Dirty mind is in effect Rigorous and vigorous How you turn my neck Heated now I'm hotter For your hips, put me on Sweat ya in the eve Sweat ya in the morn Yearning, yeah, I'm yearning Got an itch, need a scratch Money I can make But it's hard to make a match Craving what you're saying Waiting for your will to cave in Read me like a book I'm misbehaving Tell me what you need And your need I'll try to feed Hear me as I beg Hear me as I plead Runaway, run all day But you can't hide I see you're fighting feelings That you feel inside Tell me what you want And I'll tell you what I'll bring The question from the King Is there anything Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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from Culture Beat - Anything [ep] (1993)
Is there anything more
I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah You got me on my knees Saying please are you a tease You change locks so I change keys Giving always, giving how ya living it's a drain Hard to see the light as anything but a train Is passion out of fashion Am I on the wrong track Hard for me to take But can you tell what I lack Been the early bird but I gets no worm Treat me like a germ But I still stand firm Chasing am I Wasting all my time on the cause Do you want a break Or do you need a pause Never knew no one like you That is never impressed Is it how I'm dressed, huh Or am I just a pest I think you bend me Just to see if I will break Evasion from the case Just to see what I will take Lead me, lead me on Because you know I wanna swing Question that I'm pressing Is there anything Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah Wanting what you flaunting Can't blame me for my thirst Betcha got a bubble baby Begging to be burst Hopin' while I'm scoping Dirty mind is in effect Rigorous and vigorous How you turn my neck Heated now I'm hotter For your hips, put me on Sweat ya in the eve Sweat ya in the morn Yearning, yeah, I'm yearning Got an itch, need a scratch Money I can make But it's hard to make a match Craving what you're saying Waiting for your will to cave in Read me like a book I'm misbehaving Tell me what you need And your need I'll try to feed Hear me as I beg Hear me as I plead Runaway, run all day But you can't hide I see you're fighting feelings That you feel inside Tell me what you want And I'll tell you what I'll bring The question from the King Is there anything Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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from Culture Beat - Anything [ep] (1993)
Is there anything more
I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah You got me on my knees Saying please are you a tease You change locks so I change keys Giving always, giving how ya living it's a drain Hard to see the light as anything but a train Is passion out of fashion Am I on the wrong track Hard for me to take But can you tell what I lack Been the early bird but I gets no worm Treat me like a germ But I still stand firm Chasing am I Wasting all my time on the cause Do you want a break Or do you need a pause Never knew no one like you That is never impressed Is it how I'm dressed, huh Or am I just a pest I think you bend me Just to see if I will break Evasion from the case Just to see what I will take Lead me, lead me on Because you know I wanna swing Question that I'm pressing Is there anything Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah Wanting what you flaunting Can't blame me for my thirst Betcha got a bubble baby Begging to be burst Hopin' while I'm scoping Dirty mind is in effect Rigorous and vigorous How you turn my neck Heated now I'm hotter For your hips, put me on Sweat ya in the eve Sweat ya in the morn Yearning, yeah, I'm yearning Got an itch, need a scratch Money I can make But it's hard to make a match Craving what you're saying Waiting for your will to cave in Read me like a book I'm misbehaving Tell me what you need And your need I'll try to feed Hear me as I beg Hear me as I plead Runaway, run all day But you can't hide I see you're fighting feelings That you feel inside Tell me what you want And I'll tell you what I'll bring The question from the King Is there anything Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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from Culture Beat - Anything [ep] (1993)
Is there anything more
I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah You got me on my knees Saying please are you a tease You change locks so I change keys Giving always, giving how ya living it's a drain Hard to see the light as anything but a train Is passion out of fashion Am I on the wrong track Hard for me to take But can you tell what I lack Been the early bird but I gets no worm Treat me like a germ But I still stand firm Chasing am I Wasting all my time on the cause Do you want a break Or do you need a pause Never knew no one like you That is never impressed Is it how I'm dressed, huh Or am I just a pest I think you bend me Just to see if I will break Evasion from the case Just to see what I will take Lead me, lead me on Because you know I wanna swing Question that I'm pressing Is there anything Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah Wanting what you flaunting Can't blame me for my thirst Betcha got a bubble baby Begging to be burst Hopin' while I'm scoping Dirty mind is in effect Rigorous and vigorous How you turn my neck Heated now I'm hotter For your hips, put me on Sweat ya in the eve Sweat ya in the morn Yearning, yeah, I'm yearning Got an itch, need a scratch Money I can make But it's hard to make a match Craving what you're saying Waiting for your will to cave in Read me like a book I'm misbehaving Tell me what you need And your need I'll try to feed Hear me as I beg Hear me as I plead Runaway, run all day But you can't hide I see you're fighting feelings That you feel inside Tell me what you want And I'll tell you what I'll bring The question from the King Is there anything Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red Or shall it be blue Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass Turn black for you Is there something more You want me to do Shall I hand up All of my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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from Culture Beat - Serenity (1994)
Is there anything more I can do for you
Should my hair be red, or shall it blue ? Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass turn black for you ? Is there something more you want me to do Shall I hand up all my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more ? Yeah yeah yeah... You got me on my knees, saying please are you a tease You change locks, so I change keys Giving, always giving, how ya living it's a drain Hard to see the light as anything but a train Is passion out of fashion, am I on the wrong track Hard for me to take but you can tell me what I lack Been the early bird but I gets no worm Treat me like a germ, but I still stand firm Chasing am I wasting all my time on the cause Do you want a break or do you need a pause Never knew no one like you that is never impressed Is it how I'm dressed huh, or am I just a pest I think you bend me just to see if I will break Evasion from the case, just to see what I will take Lead me, lead me on, because you know I wanna swing Question that I'm pressing, is there anything Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red, or shall it blue ? Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass turn black for you ? Is there something more you want me to do Shall I hand up all my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more ? Yeah yeah yeah... Do you want a break or do you need a pause Do you want a break or do you need a pause Do you want a break or, do you want to break or do you need a pause And the beat keeps going on... Hard for me to take but you can tell me what I lack Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red, or shall it blue ? Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass turn black for you ? Is there something more you want me to do Shall I hand up all my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more ? Is there anything more I can do for you Should my hair be red, or shall it blue ? Is there anything more I can do for you Shall I let the green grass turn black for you ? Is there something more you want me to do Shall I hand up all my secrets to you Maybe then you'll see me too Is there something more ? Yeah yeah yeah... |
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from Culture Beat - Inside Out (1995)
Crying In The Rain
RAP: Stop, you breathe you lie Loops got ya lost I can't hear ya Treason took a try Desperate drown in dirty things Juvenile Jazz you hide Can't loose no love from day I shared Faint twinkle in your eyes Weary from how you earn your things You slip from sliding Slowly, slither, sneaky Simple for a snake Poser in pursuit of passion Can't rush my quiver fake a quake Betrayer, disarrayer, Leave a soft one frying in the pain Deceitful, full of that Couldn't care less if you're crying in the rain CHORUS: Stop that crying Stop that lying It's boring me I don't wanna spend my time with you Stop to think That once you brought me to exctasy I want the loving that I really need Wooh, oh, hoh Stop that crying in the rain now No more crying in the rain Who said that crying in the rain Could ever wash away a lover's pain Wooh, oh, hoh Stop that crying in the rain now No more crying in the rain Who said that crying in the rain Could ever wash away a lover's pain Wooh, oh, hoh RAP: Fake, no truth, no real Trapped in your toss Can't shake aching Fictions all you feel Make up to hide, make up of self Wicked with step ahead of skills Menial madness molds your making Plot to place for prize Weak known wonders for wealth You dig the dirt well deep in darkness Dare to deal on the down low Tripping for treasures, plastic pleasures Headline in some kid side show A taste of a thrill got to have glitter Serpents seem to savor show Fool can't afford To feign alone you're crying in the rain |
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from Dancin Divas (1996)
Crying In The Rain
RAP: Stop, you breathe you lie Loops got ya lost I can't hear ya Treason took a try Desperate drown in dirty things Juvenile Jazz you hide Can't loose no love from day I shared Faint twinkle in your eyes Weary from how you earn your things You slip from sliding Slowly, slither, sneaky Simple for a snake Poser in pursuit of passion Can't rush my quiver fake a quake Betrayer, disarrayer, Leave a soft one frying in the pain Deceitful, full of that Couldn't care less if you're crying in the rain CHORUS: Stop that crying Stop that lying It's boring me I don't wanna spend my time with you Stop to think That once you brought me to exctasy I want the loving that I really need Wooh, oh, hoh Stop that crying in the rain now No more crying in the rain Who said that crying in the rain Could ever wash away a lover's pain Wooh, oh, hoh Stop that crying in the rain now No more crying in the rain Who said that crying in the rain Could ever wash away a lover's pain Wooh, oh, hoh RAP: Fake, no truth, no real Trapped in your toss Can't shake aching Fictions all you feel Make up to hide, make up of self Wicked with step ahead of skills Menial madness molds your making Plot to place for prize Weak known wonders for wealth You dig the dirt well deep in darkness Dare to deal on the down low Tripping for treasures, plastic pleasures Headline in some kid side show A taste of a thrill got to have glitter Serpents seem to savor show Fool can't afford To feign alone you're crying in the rain |
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from Culture Beat - Serenity (1994)
Got to get, got to get it out of my head
I think I expected too much of it Got to get, got to get it out of my head I know I wanted too much from it Got to get, got to get it Who needs to feel like that Can't get you out of my head, I try Thoughts of you I just cannot defy We must have had something real strong I'm tossing, turning all night long Can't even enjoy a fantasy Without your face jumping in a scene Can't escape your grip cause you clutch my mind Wanna dream of other girls but you I find Thought getting you out of my heart was hard But now I see that was just the start Your legacy is trying to drive me mad To forget I concentrate on all the bad Can't shake this monkey off my back Tried drinking everything, from beer to jack No answers in all the books I've read All I know is I've got to get you out of my head Got to get, got to get it out of my head I think I expected too much of it Got to get, got to get it out of my head I know I wanted too much from it Got to get, got to get it Who needs to feel like that Out of my thoughts let go my mind I'm gonna have to change this thing so let's stop it for a second ok let's do it Got to get, got to get it out of my head I think I expected too much of it Got to get, got to get it out of my head I know I wanted too much from it Got to get, got to get it Who needs to feel like that Got to get, got to get it out of my head I think I expected too much of it Got to get, got to get it out of my head I know I wanted too much from it Got to get, got to get it Who needs to feel like that |
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from Culture Beat - Inside Out (1995)
You turn me inside out
Turn me inside out You tell me what it's all about To make the tears run dry You turn me inside out And I don't have the slightest doubt Cause I can see Cause I can see You can see You can see What's really inside of me What's really inside of me No doubt that I am open In total disarray Scary that I've found for what I've been hoping Yet I choose to play The perals on the fantasy of bliss Bores me to your presence Silly to fear what I've missed Forged into my essence I'm inside out You turn me inside out Turn me inside out You tell me what it's all about To make the tears run dry You turn me inside out And I don't have the slightest doubt Cause I can see Cause I can see You can see You can see What's really inside of me What's really inside of me Love shall not evade me Pursue it I shall Hearts entwine my mission The toning of the bells Lonely when you found me Depressed I am no more The games and pains have ceased Love you to the core I'm inside out You turn me inside out Turn me inside out You tell me what it's all about Inside out boy To make the tears run dry You turn me inside out Inside And I don't have the slightest doubt Cause I can see Cause I can see You can see You can see What's really inside of me What's really inside of me Cause I can see I can see You can see You can see What's really inside of me What's really inside of me Inside out Inside out Yeah baby Yeah yeah yeah I can see You can see What's really inside of me I can see I can see You can see You can see What's really inside of me What's really inside of me |
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from Culture Beat - Inside Out (1995)
You turn me inside out
Turn me inside out You tell me what it's all about To make the tears run dry You turn me inside out And I don't have the slightest doubt Cause I can see Cause I can see You can see You can see What's really inside of me What's really inside of me No doubt that I am open In total disarray Scary that I've found for what I've been hoping Yet I choose to play The perals on the fantasy of bliss Bores me to your presence Silly to fear what I've missed Forged into my essence I'm inside out You turn me inside out Turn me inside out You tell me what it's all about To make the tears run dry You turn me inside out And I don't have the slightest doubt Cause I can see Cause I can see You can see You can see What's really inside of me What's really inside of me Love shall not evade me Pursue it I shall Hearts entwine my mission The toning of the bells Lonely when you found me Depressed I am no more The games and pains have ceased Love you to the core I'm inside out You turn me inside out Turn me inside out You tell me what it's all about Inside out boy To make the tears run dry You turn me inside out Inside And I don't have the slightest doubt Cause I can see Cause I can see You can see You can see What's really inside of me What's really inside of me Cause I can see I can see You can see You can see What's really inside of me What's really inside of me Inside out Inside out Yeah baby Yeah yeah yeah I can see You can see What's really inside of me I can see I can see You can see You can see What's really inside of me What's really inside of me |
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from Hitz Vol. 1 (0000)
CULTURE BEAT
Mr. Vain Chorus: Call him Mr. Raider call him Mr. Wrong call him Mr. Vain Call him Mr. Raider call him Mr. Wrong call him insane He'd say I know what I want and I want it now I want you 'cause I'm Mr. Vain I know what I want and I want it now I want you 'cause I'm Mr. Vain Call me Raider call me Wrong Call me insane call me Mr. Vain Call me what ya like as long As you call me time and again Feel the presence of the aura Of the man none to compare Loveless dying for a chance Just to touch your hand or a moment to share Can't deny the urge that makes them Want to lose themselves to the debonair one Hold me back the simple fact is that I'm all that and I'm always near one Sexy can't perplex me now you know who's raw As if you didn't know before I know what I want and I want it now I want you and then I want a little more Chorus Girls are all over the world They hope and pray and die for men like me 'Cause I'm the one begotten son That breaks the mold get a look at male epitome Style has never seen that makes you Wanna grab and hold and squeeze real tight Who's gonna be the one to save you From yourself when you wanna take a bite Please oh baby please you beg you Want to say you got to get some Caught up in the charm that I laid on thick And now there's nowhere to run Just another fish that On the hook of my line, yeah I keep many Females longing for a chance to win my heart With S.E.X and plenty Chorus |
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Call him Mr Raider, call him Mr Wrong, call him Mr Vain, Call him Mr Raider, call him Mr Wrong, call him insane, He'd say : I know what I want, and I want it now I want you, cause I'm Mr Vain I know what I want, and I want it now I want
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from All That Dance - Scatman's World (2004)
CULTURE BEAT
Mr. Vain Chorus: Call him Mr. Raider call him Mr. Wrong call him Mr. Vain Call him Mr. Raider call him Mr. Wrong call him insane He'd say I know what I want and I want it now I want you 'cause I'm Mr. Vain I know what I want and I want it now I want you 'cause I'm Mr. Vain Call me Raider call me Wrong Call me insane call me Mr. Vain Call me what ya like as long As you call me time and again Feel the presence of the aura Of the man none to compare Loveless dying for a chance Just to touch your hand or a moment to share Can't deny the urge that makes them Want to lose themselves to the debonair one Hold me back the simple fact is that I'm all that and I'm always near one Sexy can't perplex me now you know who's raw As if you didn't know before I know what I want and I want it now I want you and then I want a little more Chorus Girls are all over the world They hope and pray and die for men like me 'Cause I'm the one begotten son That breaks the mold get a look at male epitome Style has never seen that makes you Wanna grab and hold and squeeze real tight Who's gonna be the one to save you From yourself when you wanna take a bite Please oh baby please you beg you Want to say you got to get some Caught up in the charm that I laid on thick And now there's nowhere to run Just another fish that On the hook of my line, yeah I keep many Females longing for a chance to win my heart With S.E.X and plenty Chorus |
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from Mega Dance (2005)
CULTURE BEAT
Mr. Vain Chorus: Call him Mr. Raider call him Mr. Wrong call him Mr. Vain Call him Mr. Raider call him Mr. Wrong call him insane He'd say I know what I want and I want it now I want you 'cause I'm Mr. Vain I know what I want and I want it now I want you 'cause I'm Mr. Vain Call me Raider call me Wrong Call me insane call me Mr. Vain Call me what ya like as long As you call me time and again Feel the presence of the aura Of the man none to compare Loveless dying for a chance Just to touch your hand or a moment to share Can't deny the urge that makes them Want to lose themselves to the debonair one Hold me back the simple fact is that I'm all that and I'm always near one Sexy can't perplex me now you know who's raw As if you didn't know before I know what I want and I want it now I want you and then I want a little more Chorus Girls are all over the world They hope and pray and die for men like me 'Cause I'm the one begotten son That breaks the mold get a look at male epitome Style has never seen that makes you Wanna grab and hold and squeeze real tight Who's gonna be the one to save you From yourself when you wanna take a bite Please oh baby please you beg you Want to say you got to get some Caught up in the charm that I laid on thick And now there's nowhere to run Just another fish that On the hook of my line, yeah I keep many Females longing for a chance to win my heart With S.E.X and plenty Chorus |
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from Heltah Skeltah - Magnum Force (1998)
(rock)
Yo word up man Word up man, it's a lot of niggaz out there Niggaz pullin gats and all that shit I know we magnum force, and all of that We run with o.g.c.'s n shit We'll f**k your ass up too, word up Bummy jab, mr. perfect, equals perfect jab Word is bond This whole shit's played, like jordache and sassoon Sue me it's time, that y'all ass out like baboons Or me with no drawers on, the way my pants droop, bang To your equilibrium, you're physically dismantled (supreme) Batten down the hatches, I mastered this flow I crafted Beyond sight, comin out fights with no scratches To let tactics, knock the world off it's axis Supreme mean the lastest level, you can't pass this (rock) We'll tell them hold this, heat-seekin fist'll never miss On impact, set to knock shit out the devilish Punk who step to this, my ring got ice you can have some For your glass jaw, bloody mary's ain't that bad son Jab's a one man riot starter, tell your dad to come When I get to snuffin bwoy you'll wish you had a gun Havin fun yet? mr. perfect's the one who says who Get hurt next, suplexin all of you ? (supreme) You got nowhere to run ta, i'ma hunter like a fonzo Smoke you like fonta, leave you in mourning like alonzo Comin for your head honcho, he in my range, ain't nuttin changed duke If you can't stand the rain you better wear a poncho Run through your crew pronto, crush you like nachoes Yeah you act macho but you still run from the cops duke Supreme is not your, ordinary type of guy When I get hyper, I burn that ass like all types of lye (rock) Alright alright alright, maybe I'm not the best, but I'm one of em See these wack cats, think they nice, we make fun of em (supreme) Cause we runnin em, back to they blocks for reinforcement I stay flossin, you bring your crew I bring the four-fifths (rock) Known to jab, cause I move like a rook straight at cha And drop mad niggaz with one punch, usually that one Left to right my shit is marvelous like marvin hagler Stagger a devil sayin, "go the f**k back to africa" (supreme) It's the per-fect jab (jab) at last (last) I break dudes in half (half) Get splashed on your staff, if you don't know the math (call em perfect) I bring shit they can't fathom, sent to hurt shit It ain't worth it, bummy jab sent to dab em Since the days of adam, befo' eve flipped the script It was predicted, for me to bring some shit like this (that boy bad, that boy bad!) But now we out to bring em back terror, I'm bout cheddar (hah!) they call me mr. perfect Cause i'm, simply without error (per-fect-o) You couldn't weather my endeavor, I'm too clever Don't ever bring it to my square queer you know better And if you creep up (what? ) prepare to meet the grim reaper Appearin in your nightmares, f**kin your sleep up (rock) Oh, oh, oh, b.t.j.'s call me balboa, swan call me rock-ola Hold the fort down, reach out and punch somethin like a motorola Own a pager, bonus how I call the paper, you make all the dough But anyway I slay a boa anyday, you know what? I may just take you over, my wager's To get your face or your nose bloodied, what? The r-o-to, c-k ya show ya greater, don't f**k around Burn caps like my name like was coca-cola Wait up hold up! don't make a, nigga roll up Take your shines, leave ya swoll up or with a taste of Somethin smacked out your mouth, so ah, slow up I hate ya Do your dirty m.p. now stands for make'em pay brah (supreme) I'm rude, abuse dudes that come late on they dues Bring bad news like a baby in they terrible two's You did what to who? youse estoria like the waldorf Niggaz get hauled off, suplexin magnums like I'm goin off (rock) You f**kin cornballs, we comin from another angle completely My theory is, can't none of y'all faggot niggaz beat me Get snuffed so stupid you may curse your dad, it's his fault He shoulda warned you bout the perfect jab Motherf**kers! Word up nigga, we'll knock you straight the f**k out All y'all niggaz, all y'all niggaz who act like y'all want it Y'all gonna get it nigga, word up Hah, this is the perfect jab F**k with this boy you better curse your dad Hah, this is the perfect jab Step to this boy you better curse your dad Don't be f**kin with this here, perfect jab You better curse your dad Worst luck you ever had Times that times four, triple that like r's And we form a square and whoop your monkey-ass from here to there Word is bon jovi, heh We will f**k you up, word up M.f.c. (for life!!) for life!! * various talk fades into skit * |
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from Culture Beat - Inside Out (1995)
Take me away
Take me to a place where our love must be alone, oh yeah Take me away Take me by the hand and control what is going on, oh yea No matter what we may go through you got to understand That I want you I need you each day So take me away Take me to a place where our love must be alone, oh yeah You, there is no one like you And all the things you do I want to spend my time with you I, hope that I am your type And that we could tonight Discover what new love is all about Trying to close my mind of many folks running me wrong This case won't leave me alone We've gone working the wack Trying to trash my stature we won't go On a tedious to go pull strings Turbeo wanna clip my wings Through swadies purt to play Rascals running with teeth quechin' needed so can you... Take me away Take me to a place where our love must be alone, oh yeah Take me away Take me by the hand and control what is going on, oh yea No matter what we may go through you got to understand That I want you I need you each day So take me away Take me to a place where our love must be alone, oh yeah I, I never was too shy I really don't know why Tonight is gonna be alright Hey, let's try to get away This love is here to stay Because you make me feel this way Pressure wants to punch my poise Church stealing my joys Time strip wanna take my toys Swindlin' my supplies The squeeze but it's lacking the breeze Vics though seek the please The readings found the gold The devil's taking us over We can break for mine decay Bitterness all over my back Need tension, quenching, can you... |
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| from Jay Supreme - If It Don't Make Dollars...Then It Don't Make Cents (1999) | |||||
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from Culture Beat - Serenity (1994)
i'm hurt the spirus
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| from Jay Supreme - If It Don't Make Dollars...Then It Don't Make Cents (1999) | |||||
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from Culture Beat - Inside Out (1995)
<Under my skin there´s someone I never used to be.
Under my skin there´s a light that shines inside of me. And It keeps me warm. And it shows me love. And it holds me close to you. And it takes me up to the high scale And It makes my dream come true. Under My Skin Under my skin where´s the world that Im living in Under my Skin Under my Skin where´s the world that Im living in Under my Skin ( Cleaning, steaming,signing, timing, straw, all in on, With faith, Under my skin ) Under my skin there´s someone I never used to be. Under my skin there´s a light that shines inside of me. And It keeps me warm. And it shows me love. And it holds me close to you. And it takes me up to the high scale. And It makes my dream come true. Under My Skin Under My Skin where´s the world that Im living in Under my skin Under my skin where´s the world that Im living in Under my skin Under my Skin Under my Skin Under My Skin Is Under mY Skin Under my skin Yeaah! (InFerno, Infernal,_____, in gross, faith, no hiding, when, under my skin ) Under my skin there´s someone I never used to be. Under my skin there´s a light that shines inside of me. And It keeps me warm. And It shows me love. And It holds me close to you. And It takes me up to the high scale. And It makes my dream come true. Under My Skin Under My Skin where´s the world that Im living in Under my skin Under my skin where´s the world that Im living in Under my skin Under my skin Under my Skin Under my skin Is Under my skin |
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| from Jay Supreme - If It Don't Make Dollars...Then It Don't Make Cents (1999) | |||||
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| from Culture Beat - Inside Out (1995) | |||||
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| from Jay Supreme - If It Don't Make Dollars...Then It Don't Make Cents (1999) | |||||
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| from Jay Supreme - If It Don't Make Dollars...Then It Don't Make Cents (1999) | |||||
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from Culture Beat - Serenity (1994)
You can walk on the water, shine like a diamond
Ring the bells of fortune if you dare You can make any move that you wanna make Take everything that you can if you dare Just think the world is your hands Think the world is your hands Just think the world is your hands Stress on my mind, think I'll end it all, people tell me to stand tall But I don't wanna live, got nothing to give, and I'm tired of hitting walls They don't understand from where I come, my past not a pretty one Scars, never stars, now I'm ready to quit, and let this life be done Some tell me to hold on, tell me to be strong, but the battle's too long No fight left in me, but they don't comprehend that my will is all gone Nothing to grasp, hope is past, and my faith is in the trash So save the love that you think I need, I'm going out with a blast. You can walk on the water, shine like a diamond Ring the bells of fortune if you dare You can make any move that you wanna make Take everything that you can if you dare Just think the world is your hands Think the world is your hands Just think the world is your hands Troubles got me down, never got a break just pain and heartache Not looking to a reason to go on, no more I've all that I can take I'm tired of the same old thing, same old scene death must now be kings I give up, I don't wanna live up to the wicked hopes of society Some say excel, but I still fail so well, just call me a pro Reasons for failing, truth be known, I really don't care to know It's time to move on, time to be gone, farewell to my king Just wanna end this losing trend with a bullet and a shot of gin. You can make any move that you wanna make Take everything that you can if you dare Just think the world is your hands Think the world is your hands Just think the world is your hands |
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| from Culture Beat - Inside Out (1995) | |||||
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| from Jay Supreme - If It Don't Make Dollars...Then It Don't Make Cents (1999) | |||||
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