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Q lyrics
"Do It See It Be It Lyrics"
En Ring P Ditt Finger Lyrics
Varje dag klockan fem, stmplar ut, ker hem. Ringer dig om ingenting bara fr att jag vill hra dig. Och tala om vad du betyder fr mig, att jag saknar dig. Snart fr du en ring p ditt finger. Det du lindade mig runt. S alla ser att du r min. Det r vl rtt s sunt. Fr jag vill ha dig hos mig nr det blivit mrkt. S drfr ska du f en ring p ditt finger. Det du lindat mig runt. Har samlat mod, sitter kvar fr en trff med din far. Nu ska jag be om din hand. S hr nervs har jag nog aldrig vatt'. Har inte sovit e
Varje dag klockan fem, stmplar ut, ker hem. Ringer dig om ingenting bara fr att jag vill hra dig. Och tala om vad du betyder fr mig, att jag saknar dig. Snart fr du en ring p ditt finger. Det du lindade mig runt. S alla ser att du r min. Det r vl rtt s sunt. Fr jag vill ha dig hos mig nr det blivit mrkt. S drfr ska du f en ring p ditt finger. Det du lindat mig runt. Har samlat mod, sitter kvar fr en trff med din far. Nu ska jag be om din hand. S hr nervs har jag nog aldrig vatt'. Har inte sovit e
Bonus song after "End of Time"
"For real. E'rybody's a star, e'rybody shine ("Shine. Shine. Shine...")
Follow your heart and not mankind. ("Kind. Kind. Kind...")
For real, for real. I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine. Said everybody
shine. C'mon."
It's not luck that I'm sittin' here spittin' for y'all.
Preeld in by Allah that I'm hittin' for y'all.
Growin' up on the New York concrete lookin'
lilke a little snotty dish of prodigy cookin'.
They called me Little Man all in the boulevard.
When I was young, my family used to party hard.
Gangs of uncatched kids turned to blood ketchup.
The illest niggas was Richard Pryor and Ronnie Bump.
Skinned knees from being bad-ass little boys.
Police si-re-ns and baby screams was average noise.
Hip-Hop came, the ghetto copped the soundtrack.
Street poetry to tracks, could you beat that?
Malik Taylor introduced it to me.
He said, 'Forget Benny Hill, nigga. Let's M.C.!'
Twelve years old, rhymin' in the backroom.
For echoes, we used to rhyme in the bathroom.
Run-D.M.C., Slick Rick and Doug E. Fresh.
There's a broad river winding through this African lowland The moon is held up orange and big See it raise its hand And the last ferry's pulling out with no place left to stand for the mines of Mozambique There's a wealth of amputation waiting in the ground But no one can remember where they put it down If you're the child that finds it there You will rise upon the sound of the mines of Mozambique Some men rob the passersby for a bit of cash to spend Some men rob whole countries dry
Reference points, too many to wish for.
Battlin' niggas on trains, I stay raw.
Never let my dream die.
I was happy and high goin' to Alee's and Bed-Stuy
We made our first demo tape.
Ex-cited like a mawfucka, lookin' for our first break.
I knowwwwwwwwww... ("F'real.") you can do it.
Be abidin', chy'all. ("Listen to the story I tell, yo. F'real.")
I knowwwwwwwwww... ("Don't let 'em hate to front you.")
you can see it.
("Get up and follow me and flow again. Use my life as an example.")
Do it, and see it, and be nobody else!
Jungle Brothers, De La, they gave me little light.
In Top, Three Feet, Buddy, that was aiiight.
One year later, the Tribe was initiated.
Bonita came, it was wild how she dominated.
Can I Kick It parled us to our next phase.
So drunk in those days, I truly was amazed
how I got up enough to make tunes. People
cheered me. It was Foreign, then came Low End Theory.
People quickly reconized who we are,
Phife is ill and Busta is a superstar.
Tours with P.E., Naugh
I Swear I Heard The Night Talking - Elton John, Be Lyrics
(released in 1990) In the nicotine glare of a cold naked light I drag my body from the covers and down forty flights I run out the front door into the center of the street I scream out your name as the steam just swells around my feet I hear you after midnight from the inner city As every Cinderella turns to drop dead pretty We were built out of the darkness into this West Side Story We came together in the shadows but the moon just steals our glory Well this is my battleground baby This is my plaything The only thin
y, and the Geto Boys. (released in 1990) In the nicotine glare of a cold naked light I drag my body from the covers and down forty flights I run out the front door into the center of the street I scream out your name as the steam just swells around my feet I hear you after midnight from the inner city As every Cinderella turns to drop dead pretty We were built out of the darkness into this West Side Story We came together in the shadows but the moon just steals our glory Well this is my battleground baby This is my plaything The only thin
Arsenio Hall, women then were evil toys.
Whisperin' hate inside my brother's virgin ears.
Tryin to hurt but, yo, we stood amongst the tears.
Midnight was even tighter, now look at us.
Condoms is on the rida stored on the bus.
It got funky right here, I had to save my life.
In the snow after the show, I had a fight wit' Phife.
Moves to a land to get away but back home
job was urkin' us, it sent me throuh a danger zone.
The good thing, I found Allah in the process.
An angel appeared wit' sneaky ways and gave me stress.
Now what am I to do?
My album's platinum but I'm still feelin' blue. C'mon.
Yeeeeeeeeeeeah.
Yeeeeeeeeeeeah.
Yeeeeeeeeeeeah. ("You can do it.")
Yeeeeeeeeeeeah.
Yeeeeeeeeeeeah. ("I knowwww.")
Yeeeeeeeeeeeah.
Yeeeeeeeeeeeah. ("You can see it.")
Yeeeeeeeeeeeaeeeeeeaaaeeeeeah.
Makin' my way, the wilderness has grown fierce.
Redemption and my heart, both of them was pierced.
Crashed my truck, didn't think I'd make it out.
Had a hit on my life, he thought I screwed his wife!
Pass the Bone Lyrics
featuring Prince Rakeem * - this song replaces "Come Do Me" on the Cold Chillin re-release No stems no seeds that you don't need Acupulco Gold is *inhales* *deep voice* BAD ASS WEED Intro: Genius, Rakeem Yo this is the Gka-gka-Genius and I got the brotha Prince Rakeem on the side You know we got the sess bones in the house And yo God I'ma pass you the bone Pass the bone kid, pass the bone Pass the bone kid, pass the bone Pass the bone kid, pass the bone
> Plus my house burned down, me and Ands was in it.
My crew was tired and I knew we had to end it.
But through all of this, I'm still here.
Take notes and let hope floats.
I'm still here. Take note and let hope float.
| I knowwwwwwwwww...
I'm still here. Take notes and let hope float.
You can do the same shit that I'm doin'.
| you can do it.
You can do the same thing that I'm doin'. Uh-huh.
| Be abidin', chy'all.
I'm still here, take note, let it...uh-hah.
| I knowwwwwwwwww...
Still here, take notes and let it float. Ha-ha.
Still here, take...and let it...
| you can see it.
You can do the same thing I'm doin'. Thing that I'm doin'.
| Do it, and see it, and be nobody else!
Still here, take...and let it...Uh-hah.
| I knowwwwwwwwww...
Still here, take notes, let it float. C'mon.
Still here, take notes, let it float. C'mon.
| you can do it.
Do the same thing that I'm doin' if ya pay attention.
| Be abidin', chy'all.
| I knowwwwwwwwww...
|
| you can see it.
| Do it, and see it, and be nobody else