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from Little Nicky (리틀 니키) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (2000)
A decade ago, I never thought I would be,
At twnety-three, on the verge of spontaneous combustion. Woe-is-me. But I guess that it comes with the territory, An omnious landscape of never-ending calamity. I need you to hear, I need you to see That I have had all I can take and Exploding seems like a definate possibility to me. So pardon me while I burst into flames. I've had enough of this world and it's people's mindless games. So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame. Pardon me, pardon me... I'll never be the same. Not two days ago, I was having a look in a book And I saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knees. I said, "I can relate," cause lately I'vebeen thinking of combustion As a welcomed vacation from the burdens of the planet Earth. Like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3-D... And thinking so much differently. ( ) |
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from Little Nicky (리틀 니키) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (2000)
I watched you change
Into a fly I looked away You were on fire I watched a change in you It's like you never had words And you feel so alive I've watched you change I took you home Set you on the glass I pulled off your wings Then I laughed I watched a change in you It's like you never had words Now you feel so alive I watched you change It's like you never had... annhh-ahah (6x) I look at the cross And I look away Give you the gun Blow me away I watched a change in you It's like you never had words Now you feel so alive I've watched you change And you feel alive You feel alive ( ) I've watched you change It's like you never had... annhh-ahah (6x) You change ( ) |
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from Little Nicky (리틀 니키) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (2000)
So you wanna be a rap/rock superstar, and live large
a big house, 5 cars, you're in charge comin' up in the world, don't trust no body gotta look over your shoulder constantly I remember the days when I was a young kid growin up looking in the mirror, dreamin about blowin up the rock crowd, make money, chill with the honeys sign autographs or whatever the people want from me it's funny how impossible dreams manifest and the games that be comin with it nevertheless you got to go for the gusto but you dont know about the blood, sweat and tears and losing some of your fears and losing some of yourself to the years past, gone by hopefully it dont manifest for the wrong guy egomaniac and the brainiac dont know how to act 48 tracks studio gangster, mack, sign the deal, thinks he's gonna make a mil but never will til he crosses over still filling your head with fantasies come with me, show the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese You wanna be a rap/rock superstar in the biz and take shit from people who dont know what it is I wish it was all fun and games but the price of fame is high and some cant pay the way still trapped in what you rapping about tell me what happened when you lost the route you took started collapsing no fans no fame no respect no change no women and everybody shittin on your name you ever have big dreams of making real cream big shot, heavy hitter on the main and you wanna look shanty in the Bentley, be a snob and never act friendly you wanna have big fame, let me explain what happends to these stars and their big brains first they get played like all damn day long as you sell everything will be ok then you get dissed by the media and fans things never stay the same way they began I heard that some never give full to the fullest that's while fools end up dining on the bullet think everything's fine in the big time see me in my Lex with chrome raised high so you wanna roll far and live large it aint all that goes with bein a rock star my own son dont know me I'm chillin in the hotel room lonely but I thank God I'm with my homies but sometimes I wish I was back home but only no radio or video didnt show me no love, the phony, gotta hit the road slowly so the record gets pushed by Sony I'm in the middle like mony and the press say that my own people disown me and the best way back is to keep your head straight, never inflate the cranium they're too worried about them honies at the Paladium (a venu in LA) who just wanna cling on, swing on, and so on go on, fall off, the ho's roll on til the next rap superstar with no shame give em a year, he'll be right out the game the same as the last one who came before him gained fame, started gettin ignored, I warned him assured him, this aint easy take it from Weezy sleezy people wanna be so cheesy, the fuckin people (gun cock noise) whispered: assassins, assassins |
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from Little Nicky (리틀 니키) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (2000)
Forfeit the game
Stop the talk show Product of what Your taught to know Forfeit the game 'Cause tomorrow When it's all done You reap what you sow You love the way I look at you While taking pleasure in the awful things you put me through You take away if I give in My life, my pride is broken You like to think you're never wrong (You live what youve learned) You have to act like you're someone (You live what youve learned) You want someone to hurt like you (You live what youve learned) You want to share what you've been through (You live what youve learned) You love the things I say I'll do The way I'll hurt myself again just to get back at you You take away when I give in My life, my pride is broken Forfeit the game Stop the talk show Product of what Your taught to know Forfeit the game 'Cause tomorrow When it's all done You reap what you sow ( ) ( ) |
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from Little Nicky (리틀 니키) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (2000)
I've been waiting my whole life for just one
And all I needed was just one How can you say you dont give a I find myself stupified, coming back again All I wanted was just one One tiny little innocent And when i feel like im shit out of I find myself stupified, coming back again Why, do you like playing around with My narrow scope of reality I can feel it all start slippin' I think im breaking down Why, do you like playing around with My narrow scope of reality I can feel it all start slippin' away See but i dont get it Dont you think maybe we could put it on credit? Dont you think it can take control when I dont let it? I get stupified All the people in the left wing And all the people in the right wing And all the people in the underground I find myself stupfied, coming back again All the people in the high rise All the people in the projects And all la hent?in the barrio (rock) I find myself stupified, coming back again Don't deny me Oh baby now, don't deny me And darling don't be afraid look in my face stare in my soul, I begin to stupify |
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from Little Nicky (리틀 니키) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (2000)
What is it really
That's going on here You've got your system for total control So is there really anybody out there Now watch us suffer cause we can't go What is it really that is in your head What little life that you had just died I'm gonna be the one that's takin over Now this is what it's like when worlds collide Are you ready to go Cause I'm ready to go What you gonna do baby baby Are you going with me Cause I'm going with you It's the end of all time What is it really that motivates you The need to fly or this fear to stop I'll go along for the ride but surprise When we get there I say 9 of 10 drop Now who's the light and who is the devil You can't decide so I'll be your guide And one by one they will be hand chosen Now this is what it's like when worlds collide ( ) What is it really when they're fallin over Everything that you thought is denied I'm gonna be the one that's takin over Now this is what it's like when worlds collide |
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from Little Nicky (리틀 니키) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (2000)
leave me alone it's nothing serious i'll do it myself, it's got nothing to do with you and there's nothing that you could do
you can see it and you can almost hear it too you can almost taste it: it's nothing to do with you and there's still nothing that you could do so come in my cave and i'll burn your heart away so come in my cave and i'll burn your heart away please close your ears and try to look away so you'll never hear a... a single word i say and don't ever come my way Leave me alone it's nothing serious i'll do it myself, it's got nothing to do with you and there's still nothing that you could do so come in my cave and i'll burn your heart away come in my cave and arrest me for my mistakes |
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from Little Nicky (리틀 니키) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (2000)
awake on my airplane
awake on my airplane my skin is bare my skin is theirs awake on my airplane awake on my airplane my skin is bare my skin is theirs i feel like a newborn and i feel like a newborn awake on my airplane awake on my airplane i feel so real : could you wanna take my picture cuz i won't remember could you wanna take my picture cuz i won't remember could you wanna take my picture cuz i won't remember could you wanna take my picture cuz i won't remember yeah i don't believe in i don't believe in in your sanctity your privacy i don't believe in i don't believe in sanctity a hypocrisy could everyone agree that no one should be left alone could everyone agree that they should not be left alone yeah and i feel like a newborn and i feel like a newborn kicking and screaming hey dad, what do you think about your son now ah, hey dad, what do you think about your son now |
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from Big Daddy (빅 대디) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1999)
He's got a smile that it seems to me Reminds me of childhood memories Where everything Was as fresh as the bright blue sky Now and then when I see his face He takes me away to that special place And if I stared too long I'd probably break down and cry Sweet child o' mine Sweet love of mine He's got eyes of the bluest skies As if they thought of rain I hate to look into those eyes And see an ounce of pain His hair reminds me of a warm safe place Where as a child I'd hide And pray for the thunder and the rain To quietly pass me by Sweet child o' mine Sweet love of mine Sweet child o' mine Sweet love of mine Where do we go Where do we go now Where do we go Where do we go Where do we go now Where do we go Sweet child Where do we go now Where do we go Sweet child Where do we go now Where do we go Where do we go now Where do we go Where do we go now Sweet child
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from Big Daddy (빅 대디) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1999)
Cut my tounge out
I've been caught out Like a giant juggernaught Happy hours golden showers On a cruise to freak you out We can fly a helicopter Nothing left to talk about Entertain you Celebrate you I'll be back to frame you When I grow up I'll be stable Chorus: When I grow up I'll turn the tables Trying hard to fit among you Floating out to wonderland Unprotected God I'm pregnant Damn the consequnces Chorus Blood and blisters on my fingers Choas rules when we're apart Watch my temper I go mental I'll try to be gentle Chorus When I grow up When I grow up When I grow up I'll turn the tables Don't take offense Better make ammends Rip it up to shreds and let it go Don't take offense Better make ammends Rip it up to shreds and let it go Rip it up to shreds and let it go Rip it up to shreds and let it go Rip it up to shreds and let it go |
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from Big Daddy (빅 대디) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1999)
Get up
Like this Just like this Do ya feel it? Just like this Do you wanna catch the vibe? That's keepin me alive I'm followin these phatass beats until I die Fill em with tension, the sick dimension I rumble the earth with my lowered suspension Just watch the ground move, let the sound prove That it ain't fake when the girls get naked Don't call it a comeback, we bring that beat back! And we make sure John kept them beats phat A lyrical rampage, burnin your headset Open your mind, my rhymes ain't dead yet I want ya to stand up, and put them hands up I'm break it down cause you're pumpin my band up Like this Just like this Get up Music is key It's the way we're set free From all this world is throwin at me The rhythm's so insane flowin your vein Triggerin that neck poppin' nerve up in your brain I don't even know ya, but came to show ya The Bizkit's Limp when the night is over We shake the whole place, make this earthquake And it ain't fake when we start the riots Rock the bells, psycho females! Doin time blowin up the phoneline Call it a stampede, comin to your town We ain't gonna hold back, we're comin to get down I want ya to stand up, and put them hands up And break it on down cause you're pumpin my band up Like this Just like this Get up Music is key It's the way we're set free From all this world is throwin at me And I'll do what it takes if I make some mistakes It's okay cuz it's all just the way it should be. Limp Bizkit's in the house y'all(x3) Yo John, bring that beat back! Just like this Do ya feel it? Just like this You'll bring that beat back! Music is key It's the way we're set free From all this world is throwin at me And I'll do what it takes if I make some mistakes It's okay cuz it's all just the way it should be. |
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from Big Daddy (빅 대디) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1999)
When you were young and on your own
How did it feel to be alone I was always thinking of games that I was playing Trying to make the best of my time But only love can break your heart Try to be sure right from the start Yes only love can break your heart What if your world should fall apart I have a friend I've never seen He hides his head inside a dream Someone should call him and see if he can come out Try to lose the down that he's found But only love can break your heart Try to be sure right from the start Yes only love can break your heart What if your world should fall apart |
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from Big Daddy (빅 대디) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1999)
I don't want your adoration
Don't want your train stoppin' at my station You hurt me and I'm grateful I never ever felt anything stranger Ga ga Crazy Foolish for wanting you Stupid Cupid He's a drag he's not like you People say that it's insane We love to feel the pain And it hurts Yes it hurts Let it hurt I don't want emotional hassle I just want another bite of the apple Dark thoughts need satisfaction We're gonna crash Let's make it happen Ga ga Crazy Foolish for wanting you Stupid Cupid He's a drag he's not like you People say that it's insane We always go for pain And it hurts Yes it hurts Let it hurt This will never be over And you will always be mine You've gotta feed my hunger baby I am ready to dine Ga ga Crazy Foolish for wanting you Stupid Cupid He's a drag he's not like you. Ga ga (Ga ga) Crazy (Crazy) Foolish for wanting you Stupid Cupid He's a drag he's not like you. Ga ga (Ga ga) Crazy (Crazy) Foolish for wanting you Ga ga (Ga ga) Crazy (I'm a crazy) Foolish for wanting you And it hurts and it hurts let it hurt And it hurts |
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from Big Daddy (빅 대디) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1999)
What I feel, I can't say
But my love is there for you anytime of day But if it's not love that you need Then I'll try my best to make everything succeed Tell me, what is my life without your love Tell me, who am I without you, by my side What I know, I can do If I give my love now to everyone like you But if it's not love that you need Then I'll try my best to make ev'rything succeed Tell me, what is my life without your love Tell me, who am I without you, by my side Tell me, what is my life without your love Tell me, who am I without you, by my side What I feel, I can't say But my love is there for you anytime of day But if it's not love that you need Then I'll try my best to make everything succeed Tell me, what is my life without your love Tell me, who am I without you, by my side Tell me, what is my life without your love Tell me, who am I without you, by my side |
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from Big Daddy (빅 대디) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1999)
I don't want somebody to love me
just give me sex whenever I want it cause all i ask for is instant pleasure instant pleasure instant pleasure You in the traffic for all eternity how could that speed be where you wanna be say don't you really want instant pleasure instant pleasure instant pleasure Think that all these folks get laid do it cause the pay is great what you thinkin' anyway If drinkin' coffee is your idea of really cool you can't expect no crazy chick to notice you just sittin' there dreamin' instant pleasure instant pleasure instant pleasure If you want someone a friend to be guess you'll have to win the lottery but till then repeat after me I don't want somebody to love me just give me sex whenever I want it cause all i ask for is instant pleasure instant pleasure instant pleasure I don't want somebody to love me |
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from Big Daddy (빅 대디) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1999)
Don't know why
I'm surviving every lonely day When there's got to be no chance for me My life would end and it doesn't matter how I cry My tears of love are a waste of time if I turn away Am I strong enough to see it through Go crazy is what I will do If I can't have you I don't want nobody baby If I can't have you, oh oh oh oh If I can't have you I don't want nobody baby If I can't have you, oh oh oh... Can't let go and it doesn't matter how I try I gave it all so easily to you my love To dreams that never will come true Am I strong enough to see it through Go crazy is what I will do If I can't have you I don't want nobody baby If I can't have you, oh oh oh oh If I can't have you I don't want nobody baby If I can't have you, oh oh oh... If I can't have you I don't want nobody baby If I can't have you, oh oh oh oh If I can't have you I don't want nobody baby If I can't have you, oh oh oh... |
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from Big Daddy (빅 대디) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1999)
Now in my younger days I used to sport a shag
When I went to school I carried lunch in a bag With an apple for my teacher 'cause I knew I'd get a kiss Always got mad when the class was dismissed But when it was in session, I always had a question I would raise my hand to make her stagger to my desk and help me with my problem, it was never much Just a trick, to smell her scent and try to sneak a touch Oh, how I wish I could hold her hand and give her a hug She was married to the man, he was a thug, His name was Lee, he drove a Z, he'd pick her up from school promptly at three o'clock I was on her jock, yes indeedy I wrote graffiti on the bus First I'd write her name then carve a plus, with my name last, on the looking glass, I seen her yesterday but still I had to let her pass She keeps on passin me by... When I dream of fairytales I think of me and Shelly See she's my type of hype and I can't stand when brothers tell me That I should quit chasin' and look for something better But the smile that she shows makes me a go-getter I haven't gone as far as asking if I could get with her I just play it by ear and hope she gets the picture I'm shootin for her heart, got my finger on the trigger She could be my broad, and I could be her (nigga) all I can do is stare... Back as kids we used to kiss when we played truth or dare Now she's more sophisticated, highly edu-ma-cated not at all over-rated, I think I need a prayer to get in her boots and it looks rather dry I guess a twinkle in her eye is just a twinkle in her eye Although she's crazy steppin, I'll try to stop her stride Cause I won't have no more of this passin me by Time for me to voice my opinion of not even pretendin she didn't have me Strung like a chicken, chase my tail like a doggie She was kind of like a star, thinking I was like a fan Dude, she looked good, down side: she had a man He was a rooty-toot, a nincompoop She told me soon your little birdie's gonna fly the coop She was a flake like corn, and I was born not to understand By lettin her pass I had proved to be a better man She keeps on passin me by... Now there she goes again, the dopest Ethiopian And now the world around me be gets movin in slow motion when-ever she happens to walk by - why does the apple of my eye overlook and disregard my feelings no matter how much I try? Wait, no, i did not really pursue my little princess with persistance; And I was so low-key that she was unaware of my existance From a distance I desired, secretly admired her; Wired her a letter to get her, and it went: My dear, my dear, my dear, you do not know me but I know you very well Now let me tell you about the feelings I have for you When I try, or make some sort of attempt, I symp Damn I wish I wasn't such a wimp! 'Cause then I would let you know that I love you so And if I was your man then I would be true The only lying I would do is in the bed with you Then I signed sincerely the one who loves you dearly, PS love me tender The letter came back three days later: Return to Sender Damn! She keeps on passin me by... |
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from Big Daddy (빅 대디) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1999)
Babe I'm leaving
I must be on my way The time is drawing near My train is going I see it in your eyes The love, the need, your tears But I'll be lonely without you And I'll need your love to see me through So please believe me My heart is in your hands I'll be missing you 'Cause you know it's you babe Whenever I get weary And I've had enough Feel like giving up You know it's you babe Giving me the courage And the strength I need Please believe that it's true Babe, I love you 'Cause you know it's you babe Whenever I get weary And I've had enough Feel like giving up You know it's you babe Giving me the courage And the strength I need Please believe that it's true Babe, I love you Babe, I'm leaving I'll say it once again And somehow try to smile I know the feeling we're trying to forget If only for awhile 'Cause I'll be lonely without you And I'll need your love to see me through Please believe me My heart is in your hands 'Cause I'll be missing you Babe, I love you |
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from The Wedding Singer (웨딩싱어) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1998)
I heard you on my wireless back in '52
Lying awake, intent on tuning in on you If I was young, it didn't stop you coming through Oh-Oh They took the credit for your second symphony Rewritten by machine on new technology And now I understand the supernova scene Oh-Oh I met your children Oh-Oh What did you tell them? *Video killed the Radio star Video killed the Radio star **'Cause in my mind and in my car We can't rewind we've gone too far Woah! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh And now we meet in an abandoned studio You hear the playback and it seems so long ago And you remember the jingles used to go Oh-Oh You were the first one Oh-Oh You were the last one *Repeat **Repeat Too far! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Alright! *Repeat **Repeat Pictures came and broke your heart So put all the blame on VCR You are the radio staaaaar You are the radio staaaaar *Repeat *Repeat *Repeat Video killed the Radio star Video killed that Radio star, Yes it did |
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from The Wedding Singer Vol. 2 (웨딩싱어 Vol. 2) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1998)
I wanna make you smile
Whenever you're sad Carry you around When your arthritis is bad All I wanna do is Grow old with you I'll get you medicine When your tummy aches Build you a fire When the furnace breaks It could be so nice Growing old with you. Chorus I'll miss you I'll kiss you Give you my coat when you are cold Need you Feed you Even let you hold the remote control Let me do the dishes In our kitchen sink Put you to bed When you've had too much to drink I could be the man who Grow old with you |
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from Deuce Bigalow, Male Gigolo (듀스 비갈로) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1999)
Colour me your colour, baby
Colour me your car Colour me your colour, darling I know who you are Come up off your colour chart I know where you're coming from Call me on the line Call me call me any anytime Call me my love you can call me any day or night Call me Cover me with kisses, baby Cover me with love Roll me in designer sheets I'll never get enough Emotions come I don't know why Cover up love's alibi Call me on the line Call me call me any anytime Call me oh my love When you're ready we can share the wine Call me Ooh, he speaks the languages of love Ooh, amore, chiamami chiamami. Oo, appelle-moi mon cherie, appelle-moi Anytime anyplace anywhere anyway Anytime anyplace anywhere any day, anyway Call me my life Call me call me any anytime Call me for a ride Call me call me for some overtime Take me out and show me off Put me on the scene Dress Me in the fashions of the nineteen nighties You're the man no in between I know what you words can mean Call me call me any anytime Call me for a ride Call me call me for some overtime Call me in my life Call me call me in a sweet design Call me call me for your lover's lover's alibi Call me on the line Call me call me any anytime Call me Oh, call me, ooh ooh ah. Call me my love. Call me, call me any anytime. |
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from Deuce Bigalow, Male Gigolo (듀스 비갈로) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1999)
I believe in miracles
Where you from, you sexy thing? Sexy thing, you I believe in miracles Since you came along, you sexy thing Where did you come from, baby? How did you know I needed you? How did you know I needed you so badly? How did you know I'd give my heart gladly? Yesterday I was one of the lonely people Now you're lying close to me, making love to me I believe in miracles Where you from, you sexy thing? Sexy thing, you I believe in miracles Since you came along, you sexy thing Where did you come from, angel? How did you know I'll be the one? Did you know you're everything I prayed for? Did you know, every night and day for? Every day, needing love as satisfaction Now you're lying next to me, giving it to me I believe in miracles Where you from, you sexy thing? Sexy thing, you I believe in miracles Since you came along, you sexy thing Oh, kiss me, you sexy thing Touch me, baby, you sexy thing I love the way you touch me, darling, you sexy thing Oh, it's ecstasy, you sexy thing Yesterday I was one of the lonely people Now you're lying close to me, giving it to me I believe in miracles Where you from, you sexy thing? Sexy thing, you I believe in miracles Since you came along, you sexy thing Oh, touch me Kiss me, darling I love the way you hold me, baby Oh, it's ecstasy Oh, it's ecstasy (Sexy thing, you sexy thing, you) Kiss me, baby (Sexy thing, you sexy thing, you) I love the way you kiss me, darling (Sexy thing, you sexy thing, you) Oh, yeah (Sexy thing, you sexy thing, you) Love the way you hold me (Sexy thing, you sexy thing, you) Keep on lovin' me, darling (Sexy thing, you sexy thing, you) Keep on lovin' me, baby (Sexy thing, you sexy thing, you) |
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from Deuce Bigalow, Male Gigolo (듀스 비갈로) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1999)
I've been really tryin', baby
Tryin' to hold back this feelin' for so long And if you feel like I feel, baby Then come on, oh, come on Whoo, let's get it on Ah, babe, let's get it on Let's love, baby Let's get it on, sugar Let's get it on Whoo-ooh-ooh We're all sensitive people With so much to give Understand me, sugar Since we got to be Let's live I love you There's nothin' wrong With me lovin' you Baby, no, no And givin' yourself to me can never be wrong If the love is true Oh, babe, ooh, ooh Don't you know How sweet and wonderful life can be? Whoo-ooh I'm askin' you, baby To get it on with me Ooh, ooh, ooh I ain't gonna worry, I ain't gonna push Won't push you, baby So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, baby Stop beatin' 'round the bush, hey Let's get it on, ooh, ooh Let's get it on You know what I'm talkin' 'bout Come on, baby, hey, hey Let your love come out If you believe in love Let's get it on, ooh, ooh Let's get it on, baby This minute, oh yeah Let's get it on Please, please, get it on Hey, hey I know you know What I've been dreamin' of Don't you, baby? My whole body is in love Whoo I ain't gonna worry, no, I ain't gonna push I won't push you, baby, whoo Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, darlin' Stop beatin' 'round the bush, hey Gonna get it on Beggin' you, baby, I want to get it on You don't have to worry that it's wrong If the spirit moves you, let me groove you good Let your love come down Oh, get it on, come on, baby Do you know I mean it? I've been sanctified Hey, hey Girl, you give me good feelings, so good Nothin' wrong with love If you want to love me Just let yourself go Oh, baby Let's get it on |
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from Deuce Bigalow, Male Gigolo (듀스 비갈로) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1999)
I'm not in love,
so don't forget it It's just a silly phase I'm going through And just because I call you up, Don't get me wrong don't think you've got it made I'm not in love no no it's because... I like to see you but then again, That doesn't mean you mean that much to me So if I call you don't make a fuss, Don't tell your friends about the two of us I'm not in love no no it's because... Be quiet big boys don't cry big boys don't cry I keep your picture upon the wall It hides a nasty stain that's lying there So don't you ask me to give it back I know you know it doesn't mean that much to me I'm not in love no no it's because... Ooh, you'll wait a long time for me Ooh, you'll wait a long time Ooh, you'll wait a long time for me Ooh, you'll wait a long time I'm not in love so don't forget it It's just a silly phase I'm going through And just because I call you up, Don't get me wrong don't think you've got it made I'm not in love I'm not in love... |
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from Deuce Bigalow, Male Gigolo (듀스 비갈로) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1999)
All of the wonderful things - In life you can't buy
They all can be yours with the right frame of mind Just look and you'll find - (no run, no lie) There are no secrets to hide - (no run, no lie) Leave your problems behind - leave your problems behind Tra la la la la - la la la la...... Hepcat in the front - to make you boogie bump Raise your glass and tip your brim No worries friends - No worries Imagine that you're sailing on the big blue sea - Just you and your best girl for company - Rockin' the boat while the trade winds blow - You'll never forget how you love her so.... Tra la la la la - la la la la...... Hepcat in the front - to make you boogie bump Raise your glass and tip your brim But no worries friends no worries Imagine that you're sailing on the big blue sea - Just you and your best girl for company - Rockin' the boat while the trade winds blow - You'll never forget how you love her so.... You feel sick - you feel sad - the love you had Left you blue?? In the time will you remember that it happened to you - Just look and you'll find - (no run, no lie) There are no secrets to hide - (no run, no lie) Leave your problems behind - leave your problems behind Tra la la la la - la la la la...... Hepcat in the front to make you do the ska jump So dance, laugh, and sing.. No worries friends - No worries....... |
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from Deuce Bigalow, Male Gigolo (듀스 비갈로) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1999)
Love is what i want and all you gotta do is bring it to me, baby talk is what i want (what i want) oh, yeah (what i want) and all you gotta do is bring it to me, baby (talk) come on, let's talk about it (talk) can't seem to do without it (talk) don't want to be one of the broken hearted So lift me up, finish what you started take me on for a ride lift me up from the broken hearted river's deep and wide All i want is love (what i want) oh, yeah (what i want) and all you gotta do is listen to me, baby (what i want, what i want) (think) you got to think about it (think) and do something about it (think) no use complainin' when it's over o-ver So lift me up, finish what you started take me on for a ride lift me up from the broken hearted river's deep and wide (life) 'cause life gets tougher every (day) day if you can't afford to (pay) pay, even so you got to carry on (carry on) So lift me up, finish what you started take me on for a ride lift me up from the broken hearted river's deep and wide Lift me up take me on for a ride lift me up from the broken hearted river's deep and wide Lift me up lift me up lift me up the river's deep and wide |
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from The Longest Yard (롱기스트 야드) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (2005)
Nelly - Errtime
(Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen) (This is a Jazze Phizzle productshizzle) (whoa whoa whoa whoa) Uh, You see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to shake that thang, girl (uh) yea errtime that beat go (whoa whoa whoa whoa) uh you see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to break that thang, girl (uh) yea errtime that beat go (whoa whoa whoa whoa) Won't ya, uuuhh break it down break it down for me don't run outta gas girl down break it down for me don't run outta gas girl [NELLY] Since that cop can't see his eyes, who could it be? with the newest STL or do that for me Who else With us behind the tints or the new GT the continental on blow got them feeling real glo till they stomachs stick to, furr real, they grossed out 19's I come, 22's poke out Just to see when they roll out, I'm killin the folks now his money just chingy, my money it fold out man, this happened vegas, and they hit me for a mil' worth how many rappers man can tell you what a mil' worth all my life damn worryin bout a meals worth (whoa whoa whoa whoa) Uh, You see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to shake that thang, girl (uh) yea errtime that beat go (whoa whoa whoa whoa) uh you see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to break that thang, girl (uh) yea errtime that beat go (whoa whoa whoa whoa) Won't ya, uuuhh break it down break it down for me don't run outta gas girl down break it down for me don't run outta gas girl [Young Tru] (Yo yo yo) I'm def'er than Jermaine, you could say I'm so so Player taylor made, thats a no no Sure it a 'aftermath', but I ain't a doctor Squad full of 'BG's', city full of them choppas Way more 'Game' than the kid with the G-Unit Cracks by the gram an hour, thats a G-Unit Like Ciara when I'm keeping the 'Goodies' Cuz' I'm Jazzy like Pha with a tank in the Hoody I'm Like.. [King] Yea, you need to make your mind up Ain't see her by now, you ain't gon' find her She looks good, but she looks finer Like (whoa whoa whoa whoa) Yea, King- Laker, you ain't gotta know Baggette u so real, cuz you gotta know me Got the type that make ya baby momma OD Like (whoa whoa whoa whoa) [CHORUS] [Bridge:] Okay, now let me see you do it baby, Okay, don't be afraid go now And don't be ashamed of how you do it baby, Just (whoa whoa whoa whoa) [Nelly] You see I'm tired of playin games with niggaz with money names For real money, you lame I put your money to shame Ha, this ain't cynical(Naw) (Naw) This ain't subliminal I'm physical, financial and mental to be a general Why the momma types you want a {soldier} Not the type that in the tank but in the {Rover} yea man you at the game orderin refreshments I'm on the floor watching my investment Buttoned up, some call it grown up look I like to call it havin money that fold up look That Don Perignon, Chrystal cold up look Got her (whoa whoa whoa whoa) [Chorus] (whoa whoa whoa whoa) (whoa whoa whoa whoa) |
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from The Longest Yard (롱기스트 야드) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (2005)
uh chhh
uh chhh uh chhh holla at me (mannie fresh in background) Say boy You dont wanna get hit with the AR AR 15 15 Flip cars So just imagine what it do to pussy niggaz thats goin against me I come hard So hard that I'm bruising up my knuckles I'm watchin my fist bleed fists bleed So what I'm bustin this bustin this fuckin up everyone that it see So move to the left cuz you might catch a hot one Tear a whole square out ya chest with the shotgun Make a whole pair out one nigga with the shotgun We can go there my nigga I'm so there Rockin by myself with the chopper on the backseat Shoot at the driver side knock his body to the backseat Stop Pause Nigga I'm Dominique Dawes Flippin bitch niggaz when the shotty's go off Lose the hand guns we dont cop that nigga We hold shotguns we pop that nigga And when you shoot it dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce And when it hit you dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce It make ya body bounce Bounce shotty bounce Ay fella You dont wanna get hit with the AK AK 47 47 It have you battlin guns and roses Roses and dresses Funeral settins Blessins Ay man You see em on the waist I'm tryna shoot straight straight shot Dont lose faith Homie use safe Hit you in ya grill now they call you two face This aint dance this a motherfuckin pressure point Earthquak break a nigga down to a decimal Break a nigga break a nigga down to a vegetable Lay ya grandmother next to you This the the untestable the untouchable the young stunna dude Whatever stunna do Stop Pause Nigga I'm dominique dawes Flippin bitch niggaz when the shotty's go off Lose the hand guns we dont cop that nigga We hold shotguns we pop that nigga And when you shoot it dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce And when it hit you dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce It make ya body bounce Bounce shotty bounce Ay chump You dont wanna get hit with this straight pump just a pump With the pump with the pump Not the pump the pump You know if I get em he gotta bend he gotta lean he gotta slump I shot em once with the buckshots (oh) Make it look like a sun shots (oh) A nice body all dumb hot He turned cold dead Anybody in the city cops say did Look me in my eyes nah look me in my barrel Leave a barrel strawberry cherry on ya apple I'm a very scary New Orleans mammal Shotty on my back got me walkin like a camel Put a hump in ya back and lift you up I'm Weezy F. Baby Gettin so tough Stop Pause Nigga I'm dominique dawes Flippin bitch niggaz when the shotty's go off Lose the hand guns we dont cop that nigga We hold shotguns we pop that nigga And when you shoot it dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce And when it hit you dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce It make ya body bounce Bounce shotty bounce Wayne talkin until music stop |
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from The Longest Yard (롱기스트 야드) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (2005)
[Verse 1]
Chinchilla to the floor, Cigarillo full of dro White Benz double doors, I could change colors though Blue Ferrari, red Bent, black truck on 24's Several Cheverolet's on 20 inches maybe more Used to wish for better days, now I'm wishin' never more I could go buy anything, stick my dick in every hoe Grand Hustle on everything, P$C in every store Sellin everything from rubberbands to leather coats Swear to God I never change, jealous niggaz never know T.I.P. ain't never been a lame, jigalow since '84 Blessed with astonishing ability to pull a hoe Fuck her so, good make her think this dick was full of Moe Pussy so, good but I love it when she suck it slow (OH) Her motto you don't swallow what you suckin' for (OH) My motto you ain't ballin' what you hustle for The VVS's let off such a glow to let these bustas know [Chorus] Hey! Hey! Hey shawty bounce like this just bounce let me see you bounce like this Hey! Hey! Hey shawty bounce like this just bounce tell that bitch to bounce like this Hey! Hey! Hey shawty bounce like this just bounce all my nigga bounce like this Hey! Hey! Hey shawty bounce like this just, bend it over and make it bounce like this [Verse 2] I give you 30 seconds show me what you got could you Bend it over for me drop it like its hot could you Wiggle your titties a little lift your top get you to Bust it open show your panties and your ass for me Actually I was thinking you, Kim, and Daphine In the back with me, lickin' on the bottom half of me Answer me first know that sayin no is blaspheme Me I'm pussy pumper number one you can ask for me I knew how you danced for me that you had plans for me Save the conversation get your partner out them pants for me Damn honey, you'd be a fool if you ran from me You ain't fuckin wit another dummy I'm the man honey Im tryin' to give it to you 'till it make you stand funny (OH) Throw that pussy right and maybe you can get a grand from me (OH) (HA!!) Picture pimpin givin' you some damn money Not a one thin dime but your ass is fine [Chorus] [hook] Now shawty bounce with me bounce with me, let me see you see you bounce with me bounce with me Now shawty bounce with me bounce with me, let me see you let me bounce with me bounce with me [Verse 3] Hey shawty stall if you want to I ball when I want to Could fall through and shut down the mall if I want to I could make your girlfriend choose but I want you Why you bother me with what you will and you won't do Listen shawty I'm a grown man and you grown too You can leave with me I ain't gotta telephone you All I'm thinking 'bout is me layin on you Or vice versa with a lot of ass to hold on to I got somethin' for that ass to bounce onto You missin the chance of a lifetime why don't you Hop off in the droptop, ride through the city lights Take you where I kick it let you see what pimpin living like Pop one of these then we'll see what you feeling like Takin off your clothes wanna know what its drilling like Presidential suite at the very end of the night Treat you like a freak and give you what was missing in your life [Chorus] [hook] |
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from The Longest Yard (롱기스트 야드) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (2005)
[Nelly Talking]
Free City This is a shout out to every young brother ya know That's doin his thing right now Keep ya head up... He’s walkin' the yard wishin' he had wings Ya know so he could fly up out that joint Man [Intro] If I could, fly away Ooo and I wouldn’t come back no more I, I’d turn around, Just to see you for the last time, See, now I know Hey, that it won’t be easy I done fought in a battle, and I done made it this far I gotta few more feet, but its still the longest yard [Verse 1] Man, it’s the longest yard I ever had to get in my life And see my life ain’t right, if my wife don’t write My niggas cant eat if the fish don’t bite My raise the gross sales, like Mike and Nike Now big brother almighty I keep a gamma ray, i’ma G-5 G Take a G-5 jeep, G-5 deep Too some of their bare feet And that jeep don’t speak Listen mayne they lock it down round herre See body bag and gag and your found round herre This as serious as it sound round herre The guards guard the ground, 4 pounds round herre And they ain’t playin, they’re just lettin you know That anything they want to happen, nigga happen real slow Get the word from upstairs, put you in that hole I cant take it, I’m just ready to go [Chorus] If I could, fly away Ooo and I wouldn’t come back no more I, I’d turn around, Just to see you for the last time, See, now I know Hey, that it won’t be easy I done fought in a battle, and I done made it this far I gotta few more feet, but its still the longest yard Yeah yeah, its still the longest yard Uh uh, its still the longest yard Um um, its still the longest yard I done fought in a battle and I done made it this far [Verse 2] I’m in my cell 20 hours a day And doin push-ups ever hour a day Cause im tryin to keep the cowards away Thats why im markin off the calendar days Tryin to get it out of the way And im just tryin to keep a piece of mine And im gon shame a motherfucker with a piece of mine Cause he tryin to take a piece of mine So im gon slice his ass a piece at a time But now that they close the door Lock me in, in a cell 30 deep but its built for 10 Tell me what kind of world they got you in With the barbed wire fences, box u in From now, til they turn off the lights I’ma read anything in sight Its kinda hard tryin to read at night But I’ma change my life And hope another brother take this flight [Chorus] [Verse 3] (Oohh no) I gotta make it out this place some how (Oohh no) Man I really believe that I done turned it around (Oohh no) You see, all I need is that second chance to show, since incarceration, my obligation of rehabilitation (Oohh no) They can punch me high, and they can kick me low (Oohh no) Spit on me, it's gonna take more than that for them to break my soul (Oohh no) Man its hard for people to understand what its like to be, gated, incarcerated , I just cant take it, but I’ma make it man to see better days [Chorus] [Hook] If I could fly away, If I could I turn around, If I could fly away |
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from The Wedding Singer (웨딩싱어) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1998)
I heard you on my wireless back in '52
Lying awake intent on tuning in on you If I was young it didn't stop you coming through Oh oh They took the credit for your second symphony Rewritten by machine on new technology And now I understand the supernova scene Oh oh I met the children Oh oh What did you tell them Video killed the radio star (x2) In my mind and in my car We can't rewind we've gone too far And now we meet in an abandoned studio You hear the playback and it seems so long ago And you remember the jingles used to go Oh oh You were the first one Oh oh You were the last one Video killed the radio star (x2) In my mind and in my car We can't rewind we've gone too far Too far! Alright Video killed the radio star (x2) It's my mind and in my car We can't rewind we've gone too far Pictures came and broke your heart So put all the blame on this VCR You are radio star (x2) Video killed the radio star (x7) Yes video killed that radio star, yes it did |
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from The Wedding Singer Vol. 2 (웨딩싱어 Vol. 2) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1998)
[Billy Idol (Speaking):]
Good afternoon everyone. We're flying at 26,000 feet, moving up to thirty thousand feet, and then we got clear skies all the way to Las Vegas, and right now we're bringin' you some in-flight entertainment. One of our first-class passengers would like to sing you a song inspired by one of our coach passengers, and since we let our first-class passengers do pretty much whatever they want, here he is. [Robbie Hart (Singing):] I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad Carry you around when your arthritis is bad All I wanna do is grow old with you I'll get your medicine when your tummy aches Build you a fire if the furnace breaks Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you I'll miss you Kiss you Give you my coat when you are cold Need you Feed you Even let you hold the remote control So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink Put you to bed if when you had too much to drink I could be the man who grows old with you I wanna grow old with you |
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from The Longest Yard (롱기스트 야드) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (2005)
Bill-me Clinton (yeah)
Trillville (right) I see you sir 'Bout to crank this motherfucker up right (yeah) Tellin y'all 'bout these muh'fuckin Donnie Brasco-ass niggaz Muh'fuckin snakes in the grass nigga (I see you) Get ate up by these muh'fuckin sharks nigga Knahmtalkinbout? Yeah, yeah.. [Verse One] Dunn we stay on the road mo' than construction workers My pockets stay, fatter than them niggaz eatin them burgers Me, I'm a Red Lobster nigga Lobster bar, eatin like a mobster nigga Trillville, I'm a R, cause I'm a trill nigga Trilltown on the right cause I'ma put in the light Ayy, ayy, dese niggaz don't know me I'm the same nigga befo', and not the BET Call me Corleone or Don P It doesn't matter cause it's allllllll me Like if I was to push a whip, Cartiers, and gold teeth You would STILL see me in the streets, muh'fucker [Chorus] Dese niggaz think dey slick, tryin to infiltrate my click But they cain't, cause as soon as I say AYYY, we all goin my way Tryin to take my cheese, man that shit ain't gon' work with me Cause as soon as I say YEAHHH, everybody comin with me [Verse Two] I gotta have the fresh shit dat {?} me Ho you ain't gettin in 'less you show some ID I'm a 106'n like AJ and Free And I'm poppin Cristal, Moet and Hennessy Cause I'm way too cool, but I'll be damned if a nigga try Disrespect my shit, watch a hatin nigga die It's too much money but, not enough time But if you get your foot, in the do', then you gotta climb To the top, but haters gon' hate, want you to flop But if you get rollin the thang gon' pop I'ma get bread whether it's cold or hot And when we come through the city all the hoes gon' flock [Chorus] [Verse Three] Well it's King once again for the 2005 Dirty mouth the Gucci man Trillville on the rise Trilltown dey in motion, Don P on my side And you know I keep the potion full of 'gnac in my ride Steppin out lookin good with Desire cologne My main focus is to leave with somethin to take home Now it's back in my zone, custom 3 what I claim Never let these bitch niggaz get me off of my game Now it's back to the lab, to read up on the yap Lil' Atlanta hit me up to let me know 'bout the trap Everythang's all good, now it's back to the hood Got some broads do it all, loves grippin the wood I'm a G about mine so nigga what about you Get your mind off my money before my gun's on you I don't have to play games therefore I don't make moves I just post on the block with a million deuce [Chorus] Ewww Bill-me Clinton, yeah Trillville, I see you sir Hehe Right I see you |
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from The Longest Yard (롱기스트 야드) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (2005)
[Pharoahe]
Ball, Ball, Ball Ball, Ball, Ball You'll never touch my.. [Chorus - Obie] Catch me if you can but you ain't man enough You're standin' tough But you know that no matter what You'll never get the chance to touch My ball, ball, ball Ball, ball, ball You'll never touch my ball [Swift] I see you ain't a playa, you ain't ballin' And I don't even care who the hell you call in In this game, it ain't no talkin' You can get it started, I nail the coffin And all I here is "get your man up off him" So why I gotta stop it, this nigga was talkin' And I ain't gotta prove you nothin' I do it and you ain't gotta push my buttons [Bizarre] This dude in front of me, he weighs a brick He's quick and I can't get Marshall hit So I played my position and don't make a move Been doin' this for years, my team can't lose And ain't nobody, ain't nobody hard 9 o'clock, I'm gonna punch me a guard Hut one, hut two, I'm ready Hike, give the ball to Nelly And nobody out there feels me Take this 'fore you have to kill me And any player in my way, I'm foldin' Damn it, call holton [Chorus] [Dr. Dooom] Football, Football, I love football Yes, tres, dos, uno Everybody cuddle...blah, I mean "huddle" I just stepped in a mud puddle, rebuttal! Freak, who just tapped on my ass cheek?? Nevermind, let's try quarterback sneak Cover me, smother me with love that's brotherly That didn't work, try another play Hut one, hut two, hut hut hurry up I'm reachin' up another grown man's butt Hike the ball, I mean I like Bizarre Run it back, wrong song, yeah disregard That whole statement I just made, what yard line we on? On 5 and our timeouts are gone Less than a minute left, I just throw my ball To the sideline to Von, he steps outta bounds 48 seconds left on the clock but every last one counts Call another huddle, we're down by six The plan is, to throw the ball to Swift But he's so god dang high, that he's trips Falls and slips, Proof grabs him by his fingertips And runs the ball all the way down to the one But he don't get in, but all we need is a put ??? But all we need is a touch down and an extra point to win But then I get sacked all the way back to the ten God dang it! I'ma slap somebody if I get tapped on the ass again! Everybody's laughin' now, no timeouts and its now fourth down We're never gonna make it, wait I just got an idea Quick, everybody get naked! Denaun go long! I'ma throw the bomb! c'mon! how they gonna tackle you with no pants on?! Butt out, haha! touchdown! yeah I told you It's the longest yard [Chorus] [Kuniva] The new face on the yard, just hand me the ball I'ma run through all of ya'll, ya'll just soft Even though my cleats is kickin' up mud It's more tragic for me, I'm stiff armin' punks High steppin' through the end zone I been grown, I'm so dirty you don't even know my skin tone It's time to rumble, no time to fumble And I won't stumble, your frontline will tumble Playin' ball with killas, my team's the realest Three time offenders, even drug dealers One of the best runnin' backs there never was Movin' like Barry Sanders, leavin' you in the dust [Proof] Yack is high, I got the highest yack Hit the ground so hard I leave tire tracks Bizarre snaps like a fire crack And my palm more stickier than spider back Eyin' my eye, a Mack truck tryin to sack us No matter how big they flyin' backwards Wide reciever, recievin' wide For every stride in my life, yo I breathe and die [Kon Artis] Defense is playin' a pass Then the quarterback peeps and screams (blue 43) That means that its time for me To run out the back like a bat straight outta hell My tracks burn turf when they excell I try to lateral pass the ball to Proof He got dropped and the ball came loose And shot up like a flare, I gave the ball a stare And use my lineman's shoulder as a chair Now I'm flyin' through the air like a superhero I can use this pose for a box of cereal I'm no joke punk, I get my dinerio For bein' the best player on my team what As soon as I hear the hut 1, 2, hut I do one run, run, the screen go run run Then I cut, spin around in the endzone (touchdown!) Then I do the ninety shuffle so [Chorus] [Kool Keith] Footballs I'm talkin' about footballs dude!! |
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