Trevor Rabin [기타, 보컬, 키보드, 프로듀서]

[ Twista ]
I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks,
Knowing the cops is hot when I’m on the block, And I
Wish my brother woulda made bail,
So I won’t have to travel 6 hours to see him in jail, And I
Wish that my grandmother wasn’t sick,
Or that we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick, And I (I wish)
Wish my homies wouldn’t have to suffer,
When the streets get the upper had on us and we lose a brother, And I
Wish I could go deep in a zone,
And lift the spirits of the world with the words with in this song, And I (I wish)
Wish I could teach a could teach a soul to fly,
Take away the pain out cha hands and help you hold them hi, And I
Wish God never gave the men power
To be able to hurt the people inside the Twin Towers, And I (I wish)
Wish God woulda turned they hearts righteous,
When they started to take innocent lives and become snipers, But uh
We will never break, though they devistate, we shall motivate,
And we gotta pray, all we got is faith.
Instead of thinking about who gonna die to day,
The Lord is gonna help you feel better, so you ain’t gotta cry today.
Sit at the light so long,
And then we gotta move straight forward, cuz we fight so strong,
So when right go wrong,
Just say a little prayer, get ya money man, life go on!!!
Let’s HOPE!

[ Faith Evans ]
Cuz I’m hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he’ll make a way
I know it ain’t easy but that’s okay.
cause we hopeful

[ Twista ]
I wish that you could show some love,
Instead of hatin so much when you see some other people commin up (I wish)
I wish I could teach the world to sing,
Watch the music and have ‘em trippin of the joy I bring, (shiit)
I wish that we could hold hands,
Listen instead of dissin lessons from a grown man, And I (I wish)
Wish the families that lack, but got love, get some stacks
Brand new shack and a lack that’s on dubs, And I
Wish we could keep achieving wonders,
See the vision of the world through the eyes of Stevie Wonder, (you feel me) (I wish)
And I hope all the kids eat,
And don’t nobody in my family see six feet, (ya dig)
I hope them mothers stain’ strong,
You can make it whether you wit him or your mans gone, And I (I wish)
Wish I could give every celly some commissary,
And the po po bring the heat on them priest like they did R. Kelly, And I
Wish that DOC could scream again
And bullets could reverse so Pac and Biggie breath again, (shit) (I wish)
Then one day they could speak again,
I wish that we only saw good news every time we look at CNN,
I wish that enemies could talk,
And that super homie Christopher Reeves could still walk, (I wish)
I wish that we could walk a path, stay doin the right thing
Hustle hard so the kids maintain up in the game,
Let’s HOPE

[ Faith Evans ]
Cuz I’m hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he’ll make a way
I know it ain’t easy but that’s okay.
cause we hopeful

[ Twista ]
Wish the earth wasn’t so apocalyptic,
I try to spread my message to the world the best way I can give it,
We can make it always so optimistic,
If you don’t listen gotta live my life the best way I can live it,
I pray for justice when we go to court,
Wish it was all good so the country wouldn’t have to go to war,
Why can’t we kick it and just get em on,
And in the famous words of Mr. King “Why can’t we all just get along”,
Or we can find a better way to shop and please, And I
Hope we find a better way to cop a keys, And I
Wish everybody would just stop and freeze,
And ask way are we fulfillin these downfalls and prophecies,
You can be wrong if it’s you doubting,
With the faith of a mustard seed you can move mountains,
And only the heavenly father and ease the hurt,
Just let it go and keep prayin on your knees in church!!
And let’s HOPE

[ ( x 2 ) Faith Evans ]
Cuz I’m hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he’ll make a way
I know it ain’t easy but that’s okay.
cause we hopeful

Ugh...
It feels good
If it feels good don't even fire again, you know
Get up man, real talk in New York for u man
Ooh,

(fabolous)
Its all eyes on me like mister straw
So they wanna f**k you right in the door
Chicks coma around and put chest in the chore
So i ain't a playa that need a assist to score
Any messes with shore
the criss on that craw
Climb on a couch kick off the Christian Diors
I don't pop till a spend my pist on that boy
But i do it again if you miss me before
Its no big deal
I have so a big will
And them little cars with so big wheels
Put a little box for them all big steels
Pretty little chicks and none's big heels to me, i never give o's
Most girls are diggers who aint going never hit gold
I get under the sun when the weather gets cold
8,4,5 when the 7 gets old

(Chorrus)
Aye, Aye
Stop that mamma
Can't u see that i'm a east-coast fellah?
Aye, aye
U most missunderstand i don't spend all that bend night over
Aye, Aye
Why u looking like before i'm gun
u can run
No need for conversation
No need for conversation

(fabolous)
Now see you the type uhh,
You gets me hyper
Maybe 'cause your chick is like me.
But i'm a black cars whiper
thats just tighter
And u ain't give a damn like me.
They say i'm the sickest since car the droped
The girls jumped to a quick demz car is hot
Its the truck with the 20" star in stops
That have im not blowin
If he staying to going
The stairs at the ear will be saying he's glowing
And they like my style in the way i been trowing
But thats when im boddered and they say that im blowing
Now you could make the choise if u're staying or going Girl,
We could go any place in the world
In the jet whole 12 so we space ass hell ,girl
Nobody in the streetz is gonna hear

That you given 40.000 feet in the air.

(Chorrus)
Aye, Aye
Stop that mamma
Can't u see that i'm a east-coast fellah?
Aye, aye
U most missunderstand i don't spend all that bend night over
Aye, Aye
Why u looking like before i'm gun
u can run
No need for conversation
No need for conversation

(fabolous)
Most lanes track allongs
Brack some songs
But cant keep with up like a bag of done's
Keep frontin like you spend
But your bag is lighter and lighter then micheals skin
But the other hand
Im the kind of brother man
with 50.000 of ice just the butter hand
Bentley, braclend, rock yourself a fan
In the zone that the teller time in them other land
Girls spred them legs ain't day im pragnum
Its the most to got, neon magnum
In the 22" with some brother who's schine
Thats why everbody want a mother like mine
A bralley be, with a walleys be
That aint bigger dude's thats smove since balleys be
Girl you need to make your move
The eagles i f**ked by the lakers crew
haha

(Chorrus)
Aye, Aye
Stop that mamma
Can't u see that i'm a east-coast fellah?
Aye, aye
U most missunderstand i don't spend all that bend night over
Aye, Aye
Why u looking like before i'm gun
u can run
No need for conversation
No need for conversation

(Chorrus)
Aye, Aye
Stop that mamma
Can't u see that i'm a east-coast fellah?
Aye, aye
U most missunderstand i don't spend all that bend night over
Aye, Aye
Why u looking like before i'm gun
u can run
No need for conversation
No need for conversation

(feat. Lil Scrappy)

Yall dont want it with the southside
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yall dont want it with the southside
(Aint nothin, aint nothin, aint nothin, aint nothin, ayy)
Yall dont want it with the southside
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, crank it)
Yall dont want it with the southside
(ayy, ayy, aint nothin, aint nothin, ayy)

(Verse 1 - Lil Scrappy)

Ill leave your ass cripy
Like some frosted flakes
What you call it sneaky nigga
Tha man Jake the snake
Every nigga on the street
Got something to say
Until they get sprayed in the face
With a gay like mase
I dont hate the fagget
Lets get that shit straight
I was lifted by a precher
So my mom pushed weight
Now i hooked up wit game
Real nigga with flame
He show me cali love
And i aint in no game
Every nigga that role wit me
Betta keep it G'd
Ill put the verdebrate
Push a DDT
Lets get the sippi
Yall niggas aint even gifted
Bust a shot at your chin
Your top getting lifted
G's up get your G's up
Scrappy with your weed up
I fuck with g-unit
So yall sake get they ass lumped
Your homeboy really going
Through something
I cant change
I fuck hoes that would make
Mya look lame

(CHORUS)

(Verse 2 - Game)

The reallest of niggas
I role wit them killas (yeah)
The world gotta feel us
My clique is +G+orilla
+U+ +N+iggas +I+n +T+rouble
Im in the track with B-M-E cliqueing
You aint gotta know
Im sigend to Dre to know that he sick
P-89 thats what i handle my beef with
Put them hollow tips under your arms
Like speedstick
Ride through your hood
In a blue impala
Like we crips
Roll down the tints, G-Unit
Im a head busta, lil scrappy
When the lead touch ya
And they aint no comming back when you dead fucker
Sleep in your earn
And get eaten by worms
Trying to fight a fire with
Bottled water heat and get burned
They tampered my phones
Like D-R-E and the firm
Cuz im buzzing like WuTang
And it aint even my turn
So who it may concern
Youll get your whole mouth wide
Fuckin with them gang bangers
In the SOUTHSIDE

(CHORUS)

(Outro - Lil Scrappy (Game))

Hey hold the muthafucker up mi nigga
(hold up)
This your boy little scrappy shorty
(BME) A-town (A-town)
Mi nigga game (Comptown)
You know, its westside (G-G-G-G) in this bitch
They want (G-G-G-G-G-G Unit) to get that ass hit
They wanna get that ass hit
Ayy, ayy, ayy, (G-G-G-G)

Who you lookin at?
Nah not me nigga
Who you lookin at?
Nah not me nigga
Who you lookin at?
Nah not me nigga
Im for real
Nah not me nigga

(CHORUS)

SOUTHSIDE (X2)

And the game's on the line we don't want to be behind
With 2 minutes 40 seconds to go
And it's startin' to decline, I'm steady losin' my mind
So I take a look around at the coach

I'm saying, "Put me in coach, I'm ready to go
And I don't care if the game on the line
Put changing numbers on the sign, get me up off this pine
When I fumble do this every time and it's time, it's time, it's time"

Now when the game is on the line, I'm ready for competition
It don't take no coach permission, I'll always play my position
I'm a leader but I listen they tell me the time is ticking
But I still ain't gonna let them see me sweat, no

And when your palms all sweaty, hear your stomach butterflyish
If you miss it, you're a loser, if you make it, you're the fliest
Pedals to be the highest but always remain humble
As long as you walking up you can stumble

If you want to be a doctor or a lawyer, long as you not on the corner
Long as them grades is good, you can do what the fuck you want ta
I ain't trying to be a bitch nor your mother or father
If you don't give a fuck then why the fuck would I even bother, man

And the game's on the line we don't want to be behind
With 2 minutes 40 seconds to go
And it's startin' to decline, I'm steady losin' my mind
So I take a look around at the coach

I'm saying, "Put me in coach, I'm ready to go
And I don't care if the game on the line
Put changing numbers on the sign, get me up off this pine
When I fumble do this every time and it's time, it's time, it's time"

I can dribble pass your team, I drive through traffic
And when the dunk now your school, need to buy new basket
You foul me, you know it's on so why you asking
I'll bounce in the stands like you buy new classic

On the court focus still sneak a peak at your ho
And the crowd to the beat sneak a squeak on the floor
To get me at your college, you'd best pay me
Give me a car and help me cheat on my SAT

Steal class in the bathroom and roll up a blunt
Shoot dice at lunch and won't show up for practice
Me and Jordan got the same kind of hang time
I'm gonna get drunk and fucked up but still ready come game-time

And the game's on the line we don't want to be behind
With 2 minutes 40 seconds to go
And it's startin' to decline, I'm steady losin' my mind
So I take a look around at the coach

I'm saying, "Put me in coach, I'm ready to go
And I don't care if the game on the line
Put changing numbers on the sign, get me up off this pine
When I fumble do this every time and it's time, it's time, 'cuz it's time"

'Cuz I'm a coach, not a playa, they tell y'all no, they tell me yeah
The rhyme say I make 3 point shots look like layups
I pick and roll wit whoever, you see these letters on my jersey
So you know who's betta

I started 5 as cobra, take a look at it
Murph throw the ball through his legs
And back wit it like hot sauce did it
Big Lee's our center bro', he throw the ball as hella-hard
I'm a point like a guard and my range is hella-far

Slo's mascot never playing hard, him and J.B. to a betta car
Betta car, who betta car? Him and J.B. to a betta car
So put me in coach, so put me in coach
I am so fly that you gotta put me in coach

And the game's on the line we don't want to be behind
With 2 minutes 40 seconds to go
And it's startin' to decline, I'm steady losin' my mind
So I take a look around at the coach

I'm saying, "Put me in coach, I'm ready to go
And I don't care if the game on the line
Put changing numbers on the sign, get me up off this pine
When I fumble do this every time and it's time, it's time, it's time"

Corner Boys
What love can do
What love can do

I'm losing sleep over you
Look what you've done to me
Not saying you ain't the truth
This love's no fantasy
Sometimes I'm so sick of you
I need some therapy
Just like an addict on you
Make no recovery

So should I stay, should I go
Do I do,do I don't
Will I, will i won't
Do like my my mama told me?

That's what love can do(now I know)
Everything just ain't good for you
(Cause I'm feeling like a fool, a fool)
It's got me so confused
(Oh baby)
Maybe that's just what love can do
(Love can do, oh) What love can do

See, you sweep me off of my feet
Then bring me down my knees
And then occasionally
I'm like some where in between
Every time we get it right,we go wrong
And tell me why does every fight turn
Oh, oh, whoa

So
Should I go
Oh
Do like my mama told me?

Now I know
I said I'm feeling like a fool, a fool
Oh baby
Love can do

(Hey) Every time we fuss and fight
(I'm headed for the door)
And I know inside this shit ain't right
(But it makes me you want)
My friends tell me that I should bounce
(Maybe I should just up and leave yeah)
But they can't say cause they don't know
(Just what you do to me, you do to me)

Oh baby
See everything just ain't good for you
Oh oh
But it feels so good
But now I know oh oh
Ha, that's what love can do
To you
Know everything, it just ain't good for you
No, no, no
I'm so confused
What love can do

Uh uh
Uh huh
Mm yeah
Oh Baby
Do do do do
Hey, hey
Mm, mm, mm mm

Baby don't, don't go.
You know I need you so.
Sometimes my pride gets in the way.
I say things that I don't mean when I think your hurting me.
I love you more and more each day, each day.

I didn't, I didn't mean to make you cry.
I don't want, I don't want you to say goodbye.
I didn't, I didn't mean to make you sad.
Your the best love I ever had.
And nothin', and nothin' goin' to tear us apart.
And for this, and for this love we work so hard.
And can we, can we try to work it out.
I'm yours all yours with out a doubt.

I know that living wit me can sometimes be unhappy
but I really need you in my life, yeah.
Cause every part of me you totaly complete.
Remember to make me your wife? Please and...

I didn't, I didn't mean to make you cry.
I don't want, I don't want you to say goodbye.
I didn't, I didn't mean to make you sad.
Your the best love I ever had.
And nothin', and nothin' goin' to tear us apart.
And for this, and for this love we work so hard.
And can we, can we try to work it out.
I'm yours all yours with out a doubt.

Were only human baby, were gonna make mistakes boy
I really need for you to forgive me. (I need you to forgive me).
We can't let this love go.
I love you more than you know.
I really need for you to forgive me.
(Forgiiive me...)

(Intro: Peedi Crakk)
WHOOOOOOOOOO!! Now clap for me mami, OH!
Just clap for me mami, JUST BLAZE!
Okay, and Free, okay, yeah get wild lady
Que tu quieres mujeres, said she blow la-la
FLIPSIDE - and she my baby mama
Get wild! Okay

[Freeway]
Freeway got the hood on smash
Pop in tape, step on gas and get ghost nigga!
Freeway got the club on lock, step on stage
Set it down leave with a broad, check for her age
Post up, fans suffer circle the block
Call the cops - it's the Roc in your area!
Post up, distribute to the block
Freeway move the rocks in your area!
Yeahhhh, pop tried to shut me down
Cops tried to shut me down, haters wanna hit me up
What? My glock carry heavy rounds
Mack carry heavy rounds packed in the Chevy truck
What? You better ring the alarm
Before I cock back, dump on you and your boys
And have black suits, tucked on you and your mom
But back to the song, said she wanna suck on me and the boys
Her ass look good in a thong
And she want me to sneak in the building like Trojan of Troy
Best believe there's Trojans involved
Hats lift over the boy, oh boy

[Chorus: Freeway]
We rip crowds, whole lot of VOLUME and a little bit of bass
is all it takes to make the place
GET WILD, whole lot of style and a little bit of cake
is all it takes to make her skate
FLIPSIDE (flipside) crack house and a little bit of bass
is all it takes to make the block
GET WILD (get wild) car keys and a little bit of cheese
is all it takes to make her leave

[Peedi Crakk]
With these (with these) O.G.'s (O.G.'s)
Tell that hoe until she roll on a pole I'm tryna squeeze
with ease (with ease) then breathe (then breathe)
I ain't Hov', I just know what I know
I'm talkin O. Sparks five, ride for a dollar bill
Famous up in Hollywood, high in them Holly-hills
I, can't deny how the mamis feel
Hidin the cable bill, slide with your baby girl
P. Crakk and I ain't for play
I got a mack that'll change your day
Fall back, get your act in tact
P-I-M-P U-P H-O-E-S is all the rest
And yes, this is Philly, you welcome to come check us
Crakk, wherever I holla at be gettin neck in
Pass her the thing, tell her make it go ring
The prince of S.P., is soon to be the king
And we..

[Chorus]

[Freeway]
Now how many hoes in your motherfuckin group?
Wanna take a ride in my '89 Delk
She felt the kid, thumbtack, held the roof
Up on her cell phone, 'Freeway got me in the squadder
He a rider, from the block to the booth'
I'm as, real as they come, the gorillas'll come
Six could chill 'til they come, gotta peel when they done
But let her spend the night, all night
Cause the heat call me a liar
She just like +Honey+ so I called her Mariah
Wanna see, if she got what it takes to carry across state
And travel across state, with things taped to her waist
Mami wanna ride with pa
Bad bitches get scooped like Haagan Daas
And put on the team shoot, put on the Bean bitch
Lean bitch, shoot at they entourage
Hit up the team camp, pull on your jeans bitch

[Chorus]

[Snoop Dogg - talking]
Oh, yabble dabble doo bobble
This is somethin new
Puff, puff, pass and the Bo$$
I mean what do you mean, what do you mean
This is only the beginnin (Doggystyle, Bad Boy)

[Snoop Dogg]
It's a quarter past one, but it feel like two
Hey young Puff, what you want your big homey ta do?
Just say the word and his head spat out all over the curb
It ain't nothin to a player, it's like rollin some herb
Click, clack on you fags, now I'm back in the burbs
I'm ready to splurge, about to put you niggaz in perms
The first and the third, is the day that I usually reserve
To get this money with my niggaz that bird the birds
Word to curb, my nigga you can fuck what you heard
You niggaz talk shit, pop that bitch, now swerve (take that)
Yeah, I'm a Dogg Pound gangsta for life
I'm twice as night, yep and I dump on sight
Get through with ya'll as I catch my flight
I got a show I gotta do out in Miami tonight
With some Columbian friends of mine
Maybe we'll spend some time
Choppin up some million dollar shit up outta crime a mine

[Snoop Dogg - Chorus] - 2X
And you don't quit
Ride to the rhythm of some gangsta shit
And you don't stop
(*two gun shots*) nigga what? nigga huh?

[Loon]
Uh, yeah, Loon
Niggaz act like niggaz ain't clap at nigga before
Like Loon never punch nigga in the jaw
Nigga quick too pop shit, never been in a war
Nigga get on my hot chick, start bendin the law
He the same chump nigga, used to send to the store
Ran off with twenty dollars, now don't send him no more
He them grimey ass niggaz with the scent of a whore
Tryin a scheme on a nigga, that's clean
Think I'm gonna scream, but a Loon on some green nigga
Infer red beam, malign nigga, splene know what I mean
It's not a thing now (that's right)
Do what I say, leave you by the lake, put two in your face
With shit I couldn't do around Mase
You better check my forte, Loon got all yahs
On Broadway they givin nigga royal all day
I ran through the game like Christian Foria
How can the chicks ignore me, when the chicks adore me

[P. Diddy]
Come on now

[Chorus]

[P. Diddy - talking behind chorus]
That's right
C'mon, yeah
Let's ride

[Snoop Dogg]
Shoot 'em up bang bang, yeah it's a cold thang
Diddy want Doggy to get in my baby body man
Diddy got it man, tryin a feel up his body man
With a lot of thing (fuck the nigga home, *gun shots*)
A matter fact he gettin potty trained
Livin with his momma man
Stressed and pain, no gain
No fame, for a nigga like the D-O
Put a couple holes in your loud mouth zero

If you step to us, she'll get fucked up quick
We can protect what us, that what we bustin bitch
Niggaz be talkin shit, but they be walkin away
(P Diddy: This Doggystyle, Bad Boy bitch)

When I pull out my nine and pop some times
When you see my clique in this bitch we kickin it
Dogg's be rippin this
Slip a clip in it, flip the script and then
I'm the rap nigga bangin that here (here)

[Chorus] - 6X

[Snoop Dogg - talking behind Chorus - w/ variations]
Ride, ride ya'll
Ride, ride ya'll
Bad Boy II
(Fuck the world)

Ride on a nigga, like bang on a nigga - repeated until end

[Female Voice - harmonizes with chorus until the end]

[P. Diddy - talking] - w/ variations
Nigga what? Nigga huh?
Nigga what? Nigga huh?
Nigga what? Nigga huh?
Doggystyle, Bad Boy
It's just the beginnin motherfuckers
Yeah, been doin this shit for decades ..

[Snoop Dogg - talking]
Bang, bang
Ya don't quit
Ya don't stop
Pop, pop nigga
(watch out, watch out)
Shot 'em down, leave 'em on the ground for my homies
Nigga be actin like hoes
(*two gun shots*)

Girl I gotta do what I gotta do
Change my life (Change my life)
Make things right (Make things right)
And girl I'm a bad boy so I gotta do what I gotta do
Risk my life (Risk my life)
In the late night (In the late night)
Cause girl I'm a bad boy yeahhhhhh

I know at times you feel stressed out
But I'm tryin' to set you up so later I can buy you up this guest house
But for now I gotta hug the block
I know you sick of visits from undercover cops
Runnin' to the kitchen tryin to hide the box
Just give me a minute and I'm gonna flood you with rocks
I gotta wicked jump shot but let's be real
Aint no scouts gonna give a sad nigga a deal
I gotta do what I gotta do that's whats up
What's with this new attitude you know bitch that is what's up
I'm a Bad Boy like 'Mike Lawry'
How you think you got that rainbow Louis
Not with a legal job's salary

Ma' we got you stuck off the realness
You know the infamous
You heard of us
It's your Bad Boy business men
Me and Joey Crack gettin' benjamins
Sittin' in the Vanquish, the same color as cinnamon
Ma' I'm tryin' to be your knight and shinin'
To put you in the house on the Cayman Islands
Spend your whole life with stylin'
With that light that got me
Through it all you was right behind me
And ma' I know I gotta change
But right now a nigga is dealing with alot of things
It's not the same
Girl with me you can achieve whatever
But I can't change, I'm a Bad Boy forever

I've been wanting
to explain to
you what it is
that you do to me
Got me open
I am so in
love with loving you
Touching places
no one else has
ever made me
feel incredible
When you touch me
I feel sexy
No one else like you
Got me going off all the love
you give me
I'll be crazy to a love
one to lead
I love the way your
hands belong over they
Please dont say your
gonna stop loving me
oh keep giving your love to me
oh keep giving your love to me
oh when your giving your
love to me
oh its like your making
love to me
oh keep giving your love to me
oh keep giving your love to me
oh the way your giving your
love to me
oh its like your making
love to me
I lose all control
when you are
here and baby
it amazes me
How could someone
be so sexy
and love like you do
Baby do you
understand the
power that you
posses over me
can you take this
feeling and I
don't think I want to
Got me going off
all the love you give me
I'll be crazy to a love
one to lead
I love the way your
hands belong over they
Please dont say your
gonna stop loving me
oh keep giving your love to me
oh keep giving your love to me
oh when your giving your
love to me
oh its like your making
love to me
oh keep giving your love to me
oh keep giving your love to me
oh the way your giving your
love to me
oh its like your making
love to me
Its crazy how much
i'm in love with you
This some kind you
love me the way you do
Dont want no love but
love but you
Cus no one else has
ever made me feel this good
oh keep giving your love to me
oh keep giving your love to me
oh when your giving your
love to me
oh its like your making
love to me
oh keep giving your love to me
oh keep giving your love to me
oh the way your giving your
love to me
oh its like your making
love to me
making love to me
making love to me
making love to me
making love to me
making love to me me me

Wooo wooo
Memph Bleek always smokin' that
la la la Hoooh
Beanie Sigel always smokin' that
la la la Hoooh
Neptune tracks smoke like
la la la Hoooh
It's the Roc baby sing
our lullaby
C'mon
Excuse me miss
I'm the shit
You should come
Hang wit' me
Basically
Hold up
skip all the singin'
lets get right tonight mami
I know my english ain't
as modest as you like But come
get some
you little bums
I take the cake
from under the baker's thumb
I bake the cake
get two of them for one
Then I move the weight
like I'm Oprah's son
Ahhh I'll show you
how to do this son
Young don't mess
with chicks in Burberry paddings
Fake Manolo boots straight
from Steve Madden
He patented
his self the rap JFK
You wanna pass
for my Jacqueline Onassis
Then hop ya ass
out that S class
Lay back in that
Maebach roll the best grass
I ask Have you in
your long legged life
Ever seen a watch surrounded
by this much pink ice
Look but don't touch
Muthafucka think twice
'Cause the gat that I clutch
got a little red light
Need a light
To smoke that la la la Hoooh
Beanie Sigel always smokin' that
la la la Hoooh
Memph Bleek always smokin' that
la la la Hoooh
It's the Roc mami sing
our lullaby
C'mon
Excuse me miss
I'm the shit
You should come
Hang wit' me
Hold up
skip all the singin'
lets get right tonight mami
We got brothers full of Arme'
Mami's in Manolo
Bags by Chanel or
Louis Vuitton logos
All attracted to Hov'
because they know dough
When they see him
which be European
If you're a teen ten chances
you're wit' heem him
If you're a five you know
you ridin' wit them them
Sick with the pen nigga
No physician
in the world can fix him
No prescription
you could prescribe to subside
His affliction
He's not a sane man
he's more like Rainman twitchin'
You can't
rain dance on his picnic
No Haitian voodoo
no headless chickens
Can dead his sickness
No Ouiji board
You can't see me dog
nigga you CB4
This ain't Chris Rock BITCH
It's the Roc BITCH
And I'm the franchise
like a Houston Rocket
Yao Ming Nawimean
Still smokin' that la la la
Memph Bleek still smokin' that
la la la
Beanie Sigel Desert Eagle
the forty five
It's the Roc mami sing
our lullaby
C'mon
Excuse me miss
I'm the shit
You should come
Hang wit' me
Basically
Hold up
skip all the singin'
lets get right tonight mami
Forget english
talk body language
I be all over mamis like
body painters
Pink diamond necklace
strawberry wrist
Please excuse yourself
You're very sick
Don't confuse me wit'
Marbury out this bitch
Run up on me at the light
You could lose your life
Muhfuckas must be smokin'
they la la la with crack
Forty five gun smoke
choke off that
Let's get back to the music
I ain't with all that
Plus the Feds tappin' my music
ya'll get all that
I'm THE public enemy number one
Public enemy number two
is my whole crew ROC
And I ain't concerned wit'
who like me
Or who like you that's gay
I ain't into likin'
dudes no way But get a pen
I can tell you pricks
my plans for the future
I'll never make the news again
My man'll shoot ya
As we
Smoke that la la la Hoooh
Memphis Bleek always smokin'
that la la la Hoooh
Beanie Sigel Desert Eagle
the forty five Hoooh
It's the Roc bitch sing
our lullaby
C'mon
Excuse me miss
I'm the shit
You should come
Hang wit' me
Basically
Whoa
skip all the singin'
lets get right tonight mami

Well watch me now uhh
Hoo
Hoo
C'mon

Do you want me to do it
Well watch me now uhh

she's got legs for days
(For days)
Green eyes that cut like a knife
And her own little sexy sway
No, she don't waste no time
Moving to the floor
(To the floor)
And when she starts to move she had me
Calling your mama saying you wanna go home

Baby, tell me
Why can't I have you
Why you running girl
I just wanted to love you

I love you
Baby, I love you
I love you
Baby, I love you
But I guess you don't have time for me
I want you
Baby, I want you
I want you
Baby, I want you
But I guess love don't love me, no

It's ok to be scared
Cause this girl is super bad
She will probably be
The best thing that you never had

Oh baby, I can't live with you I can't live without you {yeah}
Live with you I can't live without you, babe {I like this}
Oh babe, oh I can't live with you I can't live without you babe
(Bad Boy baby!) {Bad Boy} (Uh, oh) {yeah, yeah! Let's go}

I hear duke boning Keisha, Tonya and Tiff (uh huh) {yeah}
Move ya bloodclot 'fore I cock the fifth! {uh huh}
Had a bitch in my '03 six
Had a hoe rockin' my red gold Cartier on her wrist, now
Think about it while the streets you roam
Fuck around, won't be shiiit in the crib when you get home
I roll with Sean Combs (uh huh), I'm in Caprice {that's right}
Jet ski, watching duke through the global phone {let's go}
Bad Boy come through in the toy {Bad Boy baby}
And I'm boning his boy, while he in the hood slinging up oi
Ooh {ohh}, y'all don't want a girl in Yves Saint Laurent
You'd rather fuck a hoe in a bullshit Gabann' (now) {yeah}
And what the fuck he on?!
Stop your bloodclot crying 'fore these plates start flying {heh heh}
I'm a Bad girl, illest bitch grinding {Bad Girl}
Sean John Rolls hold chocolate diamonds, owww! {let's go, Mario}

What am I to do, when you act a fool
Do I put on your shoes and act a fool like you
Now baby that ain't cool, you ain't got a clue
What you had in me, too fine to see
And I don't really wanna be baby

What's the reason you want me
Girl the truth is you need me
First you say that you trust me
then you go and betray me
Now I took all I can
And I know I'm a good man
God I wash my hands, make another plan
Cos I don't really wanna stay bab

I love niggas I love niggas Cause niggas are me And I should only love that 'presents me I love to see niggas go through changes (Whoooo ) I love to see niggas shoot through shit (Did it again) And to all niggas that do it I love To all my Brooklyn (Niggas ) To all my Uptown (You niggas understand?) To all my Bronx (It's war nigga) To all my Queensbridge (I'll blow you away) Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick And kicks it quick, you know how black niggas get With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees Smokin weed, flippin ki's, makin crazy G's Hittin' buckshots at niggas that open spots On the avenue, take my loot, and I'm baggin you Pimpin hoes that drive Volvo's and Rodeos Flash the Roll, make her wet, in her pantyhose Damn, a nigga style is unorthodox Grip the glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks Just in case a nigga wanna act out I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out That's a real nigga for ya We the realest nigga 50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho We the realest nigga 50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths Just in case dread wanna riff He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried That's a real nigga for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say She don't give a fuck about your ass anyway Up North found first stop for the town of fist-skill, where the hand skills are real ill You'll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover Ha hahhh, yo G, pass the ruler We the realest nigga 50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho We the realest nigga 50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho When I was young my M.O. was to go hail the Henny And even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man I cut ya new case, and tell her ass "catch me if you can" Don't let your people feel your awkward I tame I'm not lame Get gassed up to get blast up Real B.I.G. style watch the kid break it down Check it, thou shalt not fuck wit North Seed Papa 50 Cent, I'll break yo ass off propa' This new place like home, New York - New York I run this city, I don't dance around like Diddy Niggas is giddy, till they act smack silly Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they don't want drama really Pushy niggas get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Milly Vanilly Even the hood they feel me {*gun cocked*} hah I'm on fire Niggas out in Philly they feel me, they bump my shit Even bootlegged you know, bump my shit, bitch We the realest nigga 50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho We the realest nigga 50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho -

Come on, a come on now

This is what they wanna hear right here

Come on, a come on now

This is what they wanna hear right here

Come on, a come on now
This is what they wanna hear right here

Yo, relax your mind, let your conscious free
Your now rollin with the sounds of the B-A-D
B-O-Y, niggaz don't be that fly
Niggaz don't see sun and we those guys

Check it out, cause I been stackin dough
Been mackin hos, nigga Loon a pimp go ask the hos
Nigga you's a simp, cause your smack the hos (yeah)
And lose your temper like John McEnroe
Me, I'm cool I keep my jewels intact (c'mon)
Loon ain't type of dude that'll move like that (that's right)
Don't compare me to no boozy cat
Cause Loon'll call them dudes, come use them gats
Remember the time when I didn't use to rap
You know me, O.G., O.T. movin past
As far as the street, I already proved that fact
Not to be rude, but I ain't in the mood for that
Movin on to bigger songs, bigger things
Use my arm for bigger charms, bigger rings
Usually calm, but when it's on, nigga trained
To drop the bomb, word to my mom
Ya'll niggaz playin

Yeah, Bad Boy
Yeah, come on now


Now what's your forte, chicks they all say
That they want a nigga, sip Cris' all day
This be all great, merely kiss for foreplay
When I slip and slide with this chick from Norway
Whips I push, make the bitch's jaw sway
Then I hit they bush, leave 'em drippin all day
Then I get like Bush, when I flip the war play
Fuck the horse play, hot sex in hallways
Pick your spot now, got you hot now
Since you locked down, roof put the top down
I know you eager to leave this hot town
Know how you feel we can leave or not now
First you was fiendin, but screamin stop now
Walls got knocked down, when I laid my cock down
Spendin my cheese while you breathin shop round
I can't believe that you screamin cop now

Yeah, come on now

Yo, in one year I gave you bastards, two classic
([P Diddy:] That's right, +I Need a Girl Part I and Part II+, that's right)
Between me, Puff and Usher it was too drastic
Between me, Puff and Gin was true magic (yeah you remember her)
Cause everybody +Needed a Girl+ but who asked her
You was scured, basically you wasn't prepared
To gettin murried and havin a couple of chirls
I'm a grown man nigga, I ain't never concerned
About how nice your ice, or the money you earn
I'm the slim guy, spend years reppin N.Y.'s
So you just start pullin on blunts, I've been high
You just start visitin spots, I've been by
And the hell with a throwback nigga, I've been fly

[P. Diddy]
Come on now

[Loon]
Definitely real, (yeah) spend time in Beverly Hills (break it down)
Been gettin money since Tiffany Mills
I've got a debt to fulfill
Front, I'm a definitely kill
I might peel hole left of your grill
With no mercy, niggaz don't know I'm so thirsty
Sticks and stone, break bones but don't hurt me
Niggaz wanna clap they chrome but won't merk me
Niggaz keep frontin like Loon won't get dirty

Relax your mind
Yeah, what's the name
Bad Boy,
Yeah, let's go
yeah, c'mon
Bad Boy baby, yeah


One God, one love, one family
Bad Boy, they ain't never seen nothin like this
I see you Loon [echo]
Come on, come on now
I don't think they heard you
Tell 'em one more time

Yeah, what's the name
Bad Boy, YEAH
Relax your mind
Bad Boy baby, and we don't stop

Cause we can't stop
And we won't stop cause we can't stop
Ya'll remember that
Yeah it's still there, it's still there
Ten years later ..
Your our future Loon, let's go boy
Let's go, yeah, let's go
This goes out to Harlem
I see you Harlem, that's where we from

We do it for fun
We just do it for fun
Dirty E.A.T
We do it for fun
Bad Boy (Nelly, Diddy, Murphy Lee)
We do it for fun (This is history baby)
Bend them trucks
We do it for fun (haha)
Stack them bucks
We do it for fun (Come on now)
And the band played on (yea)
Just like (I believe you cool to this)
We do it for fun
If you see me ma
We do it for fun

Bad Boys 2, the soundtrack
Let's Go

Hey girl
What your name is?
Where you from?
Turn around who you came with?
Is that your ass or your momma have reindeer?
I can't explain it but damn sure glad you came here
I'm still a sucker for cornrolls,
you know I never changed that (nah uh)
Your body is banging mamma,
but where your brains at? (Come on)
I'm still the same cat when I was young
I was running with bad boys
But now I'm older hope they saw
I'm running with bad boys (that's right)
Here come another man
Unlike no other man
Candy coated whoa!
Switching in every lane
Ya'll help me
Why don't cha
Please help me
A thug is we then it's only two G
I like the cocky bow legged ones
Like white and Dominicans
Hispanics and Asians
Shake it for Nelly son
Manolos Ma-no-no's I can't tell
Everybody and their hootchies
When you do it do it well

{*Braves tomahawk chop done in background of Chorus*}

[Nelly] Let me see you take it off
[P. D.] Girl go and take it off
[Nelly] We can even do it slow
[P. D.] We can even do it slow
[Nelly] Take it where you want to go
[P. D.] Take it where you want to go
[Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor
[P. D.] Pop something move something
Shake ya tail feather, girl go and take it low
[Nelly] We can even do it slow
[P. D.] We can even do it slow
[Nelly] Take it where you want to go
[P. D.] Take it where you want to go
[Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor
[P. D.] Pop something move something
Shake ya tail feather

Now real girls get down on the floor (on the floor)
Get that money honey act like you know (like you know)
Mama I like how you dance
The way you fit in them pants (Uh)
Enter the floor (Uh) take it low (Uh) girl do it again (Uh)
You know I love that (I love that)
Now where them girls at? (Where the girls at?)
It's Diddy, Murphy Lee, and Nelly how you love that? (Shit uh ohhhhhh)
Come on, we got another one player
From New York to the Dirty how they loving it player?
Baby you impressive let's get
To know each other
You the best of the best and
You got to love it in the dresses, the sexiest
I had to tell her she's a young Janet Jackson live in living color
Look here momma you're dead wrong for having them pants on
Capri's cut low so when you shake it I see you're thong
My pocket's full of dough shake your feathers till the morning
It's Bad Boy and Nelly man somebody better warn them

[Nelly] Let me see you take it off
[P. D.] Girl go and take it off
[Nelly] We can even do it slow
[P. D.] We can even do it slow
[Nelly] Take it where you want to go
[P. D.] Take it where you want to go
[Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor
[P. D.] Pop something move something
Shake ya tail feather, girl go and take it low
[Nelly] We can even do it slow
[P. D.] We can even do it slow
[Nelly] Take it where you want to go
[P. D.] Take it where you want to go
[Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor
[P. D.] Pop something move something
Shake ya tail feather

Oh no I heard them bad boys coming
Can't stop now
Got to continue my running (yea)
Because we go party till them lights come on
And then my song start thumping because my mike still on

Yo, I'm the big booty type
I like them thick with their mind right (Awe)
Banging personality conversate when the time right (Naw)
I'm not hard I've got women to handle that
They be like he the man when I'm really a Thundercat
Come on you know the tics connect like Voltron
Collect so much grass popo thinking we mow lawns
My gohans don't match that
But it matches her head wrap and the seats that
I got in the lap
I'm just a juvenile (Wha)
Because I be about G's
Keep your women wizzy man they say they have my babies
I'm young like Tucker like the cash and the money
(I'm going to eat my money)
Man, I'm that damn hungry
See I'm starving like Marvin girl
I've got sixteen bars of fire is what I'm starting
Plus my rats come in packs like Sammy and Dean Martin
And I got so many keys you'd think I was valet parking

[Nelly] Let me see you take it off
[P. D.] Girl go and take it off
[Nelly] We can even do it slow
[P. D.] We can even do it slow
[Nelly] Take it where you want to go
[P. D.] Take it where you want to go
[Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor
[P. D.] Pop something move something
Shake ya tail feather, girl go and take it low
[Nelly] We can even do it slow
[P. D.] We can even do it slow
[Nelly] Take it where you want to go
[P. D.] Take it where you want to go
[Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor
[P. D.] Pop something move something
Shake ya tail feather

Oh no I heard them bad boys coming
Can't stop now
Got to continue my running (yea)
Because we go party till them lights come on
And then my song start thumping because my mic still on (man)

Hey yo, ladies and gentlemen
You could never imagine, what's about to happen right now
(Hey yo check this out)

Hey yo I'm back by popular demand and shit
Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it
This rap game's getting scandalous
I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles
My other nigga turned Evangelist
But I can't quit cause I'm on some Evander shit
Fuck the money and the white sand and shit
When it's said and done you gunna understand this shit
Your man talking about Hummers and little cars
That only fit in his little house little garage
His lifestyle is just a little mirage
He the type of cat that never had a menage
Backrub, you know a little massage
Tight shit you get when you Head Nigga in charge
I'm in the Rolls listening to the bars
Leaned back wit a chick smoking on cigars
From Bogota, Colombia, chicks from Panama
The diamond fellow, mami hello
Pull up in the drop my Ferrari yellow
Pull off your top make it shake like Jello

DROP EVERYTHING!! When you walk in the door
Free your self 'fore get ya ass on the floor!
Ah be a maniac-ah! lose control (just lose control)
GET NAKED!! Strip down to your soul!

Well strip down! (work)
Show me some more! (work)
Is that all you got?! (work)
You got to make me believe it girl! (work)
C'MON NOW!!

I'm sitting on your Louie bag, now you're braining it
Lookin like your little sister came that painted it
Slick, like calamari tentacles
Staring at my chain

Out and about
And I saw an angel come down from heaven
Having the key of the bottomless pit
And a great chain in his hand
I laid whole on the dragon, That old serpent
Which is the Devil, and Satan, and born in a thousand years
See

I'm the soldier type, keep grip on steel like Conan
Money bulgin' out my pockets, I peel with both hands
Inter-national dopeman, known as a D-Boy
If ya need me nigga, know you can call on the decoy
Me, All I do is move blow off tha corner
Paper chasin', cause I'm tryin to stack doe like colma, (Watch me)
I'm tryin' to keep my head on tight
Baller blockers make a nigga wanna ride at night
Block watchers callin' coppers so my mind ain't right
The Devil with me but the young boy acknowledge Christ
I did alot of ridin' in my time, and God blessed me still
I look out for tha one the knocks

Ah, watch out, you might get what you're after
Cool babies, strange, but not a stranger
I'm an ordinary guy
Burning down the house

Hold tight, wait till the party's over
Hold tight, we're in for nasty weather
There has got to be a way
Burning down the house

Here's your ticket, pack your bags
Time for jumpin' overboard
The transportation is here
Close enough, but not too far
Maybe you know where you are
Fightin' fire with fire

Ah, all wet, yeah, you might need a raincoat
Shape down, dreams walking in broad daylight
Three hundred sixty-five degrees
Burning down the house

Ah, it was once upon a place
Sometimes I listen to myself
Gonna come in first place
People on their way to work
And, baby, what did you expect
Gonna burst into flames
Ah

Burning down the house

My house, s'out of the ordinary
That's right, don't want to hurt nobody
Some things sure can sweep me off my feet
Burning down the house

No visible means of support
And you have not seen nothing yet
Everything's stuck together
And I don't know what you expect
Staring into the TV set
Fighting fire with fire
Ah

Freak out!
Yeah!
Can you feel it?
It's alive
Got a phone message call from your sister love
And she likes to pretend that she's taken
Just some sex for the weekend
Take a drive
Down the long winding road passing everyone
And your outstanding friend's still drinking
And he drinks with a passion
It's not enough for me
It's all I think about
And now I've seen the light
It's all in the faces
Crushed

Come on, yeah!
Do you mind?
I'm embarking on plans for destruction
Hell I'm not entertained by the simple life
And my mama's disgusted
It's the show
And the love on the faces of everyone
That makes all this connecting the right thing
And I'm lost in the faces

It's not enough for me
It's all I think about
And now I've seen the light
It's all in the faces, all the faces
Crushed

Now the music fans are restless
As they watch the stage show live
Oh the countdown brings you closer
Underneath the stars
And when we come they want it loud, yeah
I love my fucking job!
Oh yeah!

It's not enough for me
It's all I think about
And now I've seen the light
It's all in the faces
It's not enough for me
It's all I think about
And now I've seen the light
It's all in the faces
All the faces, all the faces
Crushed
Yeah!
Come on you f**kers!
Crushed
Everybody!
Everybody!
Can you feel it

Doctor, my eyes have seen the years
And the slow parade of fears without crying
Now I want to understand

I have done all that I could
To see the evil and the good without hiding
You must help me if you can
Doctor, my eyes
Tell me what is wrong
Was I unwise to leave them open for so long

'Cause I have wandered through this world
And as each moment has unfurled
I've been waiting to awaken from these dreams
People go just where they will
I never noticed them until I got this feeling
That it's later than it seems

Doctor, my eyes
Tell me what you see
I hear their cries
Just say if it's too late for me

Doctor, my eyes
Cannot see the sky
Is this the price for having learned how not to cry

fame..........makes a man take things over
fame............lets him loose......hard to swallow
fame................puts you there where things are hollow
fame



fame it's not your brain it's just the flame
that burns your change to keep you in sane



do whatcha like do whatcha wanna do
do whatcha like do whatcha wanna do do what the fuck that ya wanna do if you get strong game money nad fame then your dirty wishes will come true
"so whatcha wanna do??"
do whatcha like do whatcha wanna do do what the fuck that ya wanna do if you get strong game money and fame then your dirty wishes will come true



fame shatcha like is in the limo
fame what you get is no tomorrow
fame... what you need you have to borrow
fame
fame nien its mine its just his line
to bind your time it drives you to crime


do whatcha like do whatcha wanna do
do whatcha like do whatcha wanna do do what the fuck that ya wanna do if you get strong game money nad fame then your dirty wishes will come true
"so whatcha wanna do??"
do whatcha like do whatcha wanna do do what the fuck that ya wanna do if you get strong game money and fame then your dirty wishes will come true



fame what you get is no tomorrow
fame what you need you have to borrow
fame





fame bully for you chilly for me
got to go get a rain check on pain

I'm so sick and tired
of all these things
that drag me down
I've got no where to go
they say that life
is in these hands
you give everything
you give yourself away you give
and still you choke
and find yourself running for the door

come and take me
home
lead me to your door
take me where you are
lead me to your door
at least just for a while

its some kind of life
forever days
we're in the cold
unfamiliar way
so take this fear
and fade it out
it won't make me sad
cause I get sentimental lord
in other ways
and I don't want to let me down here anymore

so come and take me home
lead me to your door
take me where you are
lead me to your door
and let me in
just let me in
and let me leave
just let me leave this world
come on now let me leave this world
at least just for a while

I dont wanna live my life in chains
Feel these voices roaming in my brain
All they do is dig a deeper hole
Deep enough to hold my tortured soul

(Chorus)
Hear come the demons
as far as i can see
Runnin and screamin
Chasing after me
maybe im dreaming
but i know i wont be free till..
Rider and horse drown in the sea
Rider and horse drown in the sea

There aint nothing for me down these tracks
but an ugly monkey on my back
I need an angel like i need a face
Somethings a hit me like a ton of bricks

*Chorus*
*Chorus*

She asked me maybe
I would share her sorrow
About the men that tried to treat her wrong

Though just a baby
A waiting her tomorrow
It's rock me baby, rock me baby
All night long

She needs an answer to her confusion
someone to guide her with tenderness
But if she's asking for a solution
All that she gets
You know it's something like this

Don't know where we come from
Don't know where we're going to
But if all of this should have a reason
We would be the last to know

So let's just hope there is a promised land
Hang on till then as best you can
Everybody's ills you know it

Fills her with compassion
That's why she tries
To save the world alone

She helps the needy in her own fashion
And tries to give them all her own
Rock me baby, rock me baby
All night long

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways,
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it,
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',
I saw a white ladder all covered with water,
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin',
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world,
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin',
Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin',
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin',
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
Who did yo

They're gonna put me in the movies
They're gonna make a big star out of me
We'll make a film about a man that's sad and lonely
And all I got to do is act naturally

Well, I bet you I'm a gonna be a big star
Might win an Oscar you can never tell
The movie's gonna make me a big star,
'Cause I can play the part so well.

Well, I hope you come and see me in the movie
Then I'll know that you will plainly see
The biggest fool that's ever hit the big time
And all I got to do is act naturally.

We'll make a scene about a man that's sad and lonely
And Begging down upon his bended knee
I'll play the part but I won't need rehearsing
All I have to do is act naturally.

Well, I bet you I'm a gonna be a big star
Might win an Oscar you can never tell
The movie's gonna make me a big star,
'Cause I can play the part so well.

Well, I hope you come and see me in the movie
Then I'll know that you will plainly see
The biggest fool that's ever hit the big time
And all I got to do is act naturally...

Listen, baby Ain`t no mountain high
Ain`t no vally low
Ain`t no river wide enough, baby
If you need me, call me No matter where you are
No matter how far
Just call my name
I`ll be there in a hurry You don`t have to worry
`Cause baby,

*There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain`t no valley low enough
Ain`t no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you

Remember the day I set you free
I told you You could always count on me
From that day on I made a vow
I`ll be there when you want me
Some way,some how
'Cause baby,

*Repeat
No wind, no rain

My love is alive Way down in my heart
Although we are miles apart
If you ever need a helping hand
I'll be there on the double
As fast as I can
Don't you know that

**There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough

To keep me from getting to you
Don't you know that

**Repeat

Express Yourself!
Express Yourself!

You don't ever need help from nobody else. All you got to do now:

Express Yourself!

What ever you do, do it good.
What ever you do, do it good. All right...

It's not what you look like, when you're doin what you're doin.
It's what you're doin when you're doin what you look like you're doin!

Express Yourself!
Express Yourself!

They're doinit on the moon, yeah...
In the jungle too.
Everybody on the floor, now.
Jumpin like a kangaroo.
So let the horns do the thing they do, yo...

Some people have everything, and other people don't.
But everything don't mean a thing if it aint the thing you want.

Express Yourself!
Express Yourself!

O, do it! O, do it.
Do it to it. Go on and do it.
Yo, do it. Give.

Express Yourself!
Express Yourself

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Written By WRIGHT, CHARLES W.
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