DMX lyrics
DMX lyrics
"The Hood lyrics"
Secret lyrics
Hold your head up high You're never wrong Somewhere in the right you belong You would rather fight the walk away What a lonely way to breathe the air What another lovely way to say you care Now we're too far gone for me to say And I never thought that we'd come to this Maybe there's beauty in goodbye (now you turn around, you're about to fly, then you walk away) There just no reason left to try (now is gone too far, look at where we are) You push me away Another black day I count up the reasons to cry Look what you've missed, livin
Shit, this shit right here...is for the thugs in the street Hold your head up high You're never wrong Somewhere in the right you belong You would rather fight the walk away What a lonely way to breathe the air What another lovely way to say you care Now we're too far gone for me to say And I never thought that we'd come to this Maybe there's beauty in goodbye (now you turn around, you're about to fly, then you walk away) There just no reason left to try (now is gone too far, look at where we are) You push me away Another black day I count up the reasons to cry Look what you've missed, livin
Do yall here me?
Shit, and this shit right here...will get you mugged in the street
[Beanie Seagal]
Beanie Segal hit hard, and I'll wire ya jaw
Trademark niggas eyes, give them perminant scars
Twist backwards, never catch me rollin' cigars
Only cock and blow dro out of perservative jars
On the block serving like I never heard of the law
Cops hit the spot fuck it, mad bro to bar
Fuck crack, flip powder, I aint takin' a loss
Plus if I get snatched, its less time for the song
I was been known to stroll the block, hold the glock
Blow dro, pick up doe, reload the spot
I'm the shit with crushed ice and some arm and hammer
I'm the reason why smokers steal car antenna's
I get bricks, so you know I make big nicks
the size of Chiclets, that make you pricks sick
While you try to profit, i just flip quick
Ya niggas know my flow be sick, my doe be quick
[NuChild]
Now when you wake up
I'm wiping the cold out your eys with the barrel of the gun
Holding your son, smoking Branson
Blowing smoke in your face, I want
Hideaway lyrics
So you have made some mistakes, You don't need beating down now you've found That you're alone in a crowd And back when we were younger We felt so old and free ,Meant to be I'd never thought i'd want to see Hey, Lets find a place to go , Where no one knows our name Hey, Lets find a place to hide , A place to hidaway Maybe we'll make it someday Maybe we'll feel alive, let the stars in the sky Find another place to hide And when they talk , dont listen Cause we're not really here The machines dissapear I'd never though
the ransom and some So you have made some mistakes, You don't need beating down now you've found That you're alone in a crowd And back when we were younger We felt so old and free ,Meant to be I'd never thought i'd want to see Hey, Lets find a place to go , Where no one knows our name Hey, Lets find a place to hide , A place to hidaway Maybe we'll make it someday Maybe we'll feel alive, let the stars in the sky Find another place to hide And when they talk , dont listen Cause we're not really here The machines dissapear I'd never though
His shit'll get the opposite of handsome
I mean I got to come clean
I've done bagged up and served everything you've seen in the feds magazine
I'm what y'all haven't seen
I swallow kerosene and piss out gassoline
Strike a match and burn the fucking scene
I'm no joker - I could blow you into smoke
and make your man a second hand smoker.
I'm so vulgar - I'm sendin' niggas straight back to their maker
Broke, with a PlayStation for a CD player, see me player?
I dont even play that shit
I just spit and have the whole hood sayin' my shit
Yall got a bible? Well pray in that shit
While I smoke a scripture, load up the guns then come to rip ya
[InfraRed]
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Gun up in your mouth, hands around your throat
Choke nigga choke, I'm dope
Roll me up and smoke, on contact
Niggas react, and play me back
For doe, I'll murder ever nigga not on this track
I spit back, at any nigga claimin' he teflon
The best on, be the next nigga get stepped on
A sick dude, type to ask God "You wanna battle?"
"I could care less, send me hell I like
La Barca Di Legno Di Rosa lyrics
I.Fossati Passa una barca di legno d'ulivo con sopra un pescatore e un pesce ancora vivo e il tempo li insegue, il tempo li circonda il tempo li dondola e gli fa l'onda, l'onda del mare, di gente questo mare, l'onda del mare, di gente questo mare. Passa una barca di voci leggere piena di canzoni e senza acqua per bere. Sono le donne dei paesi vicini sono le donne con i loro bambini. Sono le operaie povere, malpagate sono le operaie povere, abbandonate in braccio al mare, di gente questo mare in braccio al mare, di gente questo mare. Passa una barca di legno di pino con s
o travel" I.Fossati Passa una barca di legno d'ulivo con sopra un pescatore e un pesce ancora vivo e il tempo li insegue, il tempo li circonda il tempo li dondola e gli fa l'onda, l'onda del mare, di gente questo mare, l'onda del mare, di gente questo mare. Passa una barca di voci leggere piena di canzoni e senza acqua per bere. Sono le donne dei paesi vicini sono le donne con i loro bambini. Sono le operaie povere, malpagate sono le operaie povere, abbandonate in braccio al mare, di gente questo mare in braccio al mare, di gente questo mare. Passa una barca di legno di pino con s
After waxin' him, I wax you
Smack you, clap you, and thats two
Niggas I left lookin' like statues
I have to, bring it to these cowards that talk hard
Some jail shit? Never even walked through a junk yard
I thump hard
Make a nigga yell for crew quick
A true bitch, eat a nigga up like a chew-stick
Too rich, is what I plan to be in the 9-9
Its all mine, Fagots ride bench when its crunch time
So bump mine, make a nigga lean off the opium
You Ethiopian
Willie niggas, yeah we scopin 'em, and ropin 'em
Do a nigga Rosewood style
Hangin' by his weak picture, callin' his moms and his child
[Mysonne]
Its Mysonne, lefty, gun up in the right palm
Poppin' niggas in their sleep so they die calm
Kill or be killed, thats the shit that I'm on
Its desparoto style, shooting at them side arm
I'm gone, see I'm dope like heroin
And my guns got scopes, so they zero in
Here on in, know I fear no men
And mutherfuck shootin' five, here go ten
Know that if you start a problem, there's no end
You tough? Fight death and be a hero then
Niggas call me Poppiseed, I'll pop your
Je Ne Sais Pas Pourquoi lyrics
[1:] Rain falling down Another minute passes by I wait for you But this time I won't cry Where are you now Are you with another love It's not the first time You stood me up and let me down [CHORUS:] I, I I'm wondering why I still love you Je ne sais pas pourquoi I still want you Je ne sais pas pourquoi [2:] Lights about town Expect me just to hang around And you never call You just stand me up and let me down [CHORUS:] I, I I I [3:] All through the nig
eed [1:] Rain falling down Another minute passes by I wait for you But this time I won't cry Where are you now Are you with another love It's not the first time You stood me up and let me down [CHORUS:] I, I I'm wondering why I still love you Je ne sais pas pourquoi I still want you Je ne sais pas pourquoi [2:] Lights about town Expect me just to hang around And you never call You just stand me up and let me down [CHORUS:] I, I I I [3:] All through the nig
And move bricks on the block thats too hot to breath
I'm a real type of nigga, that cock and squeeze
Y'all them second guess fagots, that cock and freeze
So I fuck with real niggas, like The Lox and D
And yall niggas got problems, just watch and see
[Drag-On]
I'm the kid with the unlaced boots, but'll lace you
Leave a hole in your facial, the size of a bagel
All my bullets hit, never graze you
If you never was shit, I'ma promise you this
I'ma front page you, I'ma young'n
The first one there, and the last one to get to running
Unless you tell me the cops coming
Cuz I like to feel assed out, so when they trap me I blast out
I'm quiet my gun gotta bad mouth
I wake up with the mad south
You know how many chinks and jews
Drag's done dragged out, on a cash route?
Cuz when I walk in, stop the talking
I dont give a fuck if its a nigga with a walkman
I'ma put him in a coffin
Soon as I step in
I'm runnin' up on the nigga with the thick lens
I'm tryin to get the benz with the thick rims
Double R, soon half of us'll goto jail
The best studio, 16 bars to post bail