Like Toy Soldiers, Pt. 1
Eminem lyrics
Eminem lyrics
"8 Mile Road-Remix (Feat 50 Cent And G-Unit) Lyrics"
Mina Njurar Lyrics
Mina njurar, ni kan ta min njurar, ta min njurar, ta min njurar. Om n?n blir sjuk, men ta inte min..... Jag vill donera organ som jag har som ni kan f? n?r jag d?r. Men en sak vill jag ha kvar, s? lyssna nu p? v?r k?r; Mina ?gon, ni kan ta mina ?gon, ta mina ?gon, och ge min ?gon till Kristian Luuk men ta inte min..... En liten lem vill jag g?rna ha kvar f?r att den ?r mig s? k?r, den ?r det b?sta jag har f?r den har vart h?r och d?r! Ta mina mandlar, ta min mags?ck, ta min lever, ta mina bild?ck, sk?r upp minbuk men ta inte min..... L?t honom tro att det ?r n?t och ha, som passar f?r donation. Men den va inte s? bra, fick aldrig n?n erektion ! Ta mina lungor, ta mina tarmar, ta mitt hj?rta, ta mina armar, men den ?r ur bruk s? ta inte min.....
Mina njurar, ni kan ta min njurar, ta min njurar, ta min njurar. Om n?n blir sjuk, men ta inte min..... Jag vill donera organ som jag har som ni kan f? n?r jag d?r. Men en sak vill jag ha kvar, s? lyssna nu p? v?r k?r; Mina ?gon, ni kan ta mina ?gon, ta mina ?gon, och ge min ?gon till Kristian Luuk men ta inte min..... En liten lem vill jag g?rna ha kvar f?r att den ?r mig s? k?r, den ?r det b?sta jag har f?r den har vart h?r och d?r! Ta mina mandlar, ta min mags?ck, ta min lever, ta mina bild?ck, sk?r upp minbuk men ta inte min..... L?t honom tro att det ?r n?t och ha, som passar f?r donation. Men den va inte s? bra, fick aldrig n?n erektion ! Ta mina lungor, ta mina tarmar, ta mitt hj?rta, ta mina armar, men den ?r ur bruk s? ta inte min.....
[50 Cent]
Yeah..50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo
G-UNIT!
[Lloyd Banks]
This rap shit plays a major part of my life
So if you jeapordize it I got the right
To send a mothafucka at you tonight
G-Unit! And I ain't stoppin' to my clique poppin'
Swimmin' in barrels of money
Ma could walk around wit' a head up and challenge you dummy
It's funny, niggas rather see you sufferin' and hungry
I'm hungry as hell, skatin' with another nigga's money
Take your hats off, you know you ain't that tough
I'm callin' your bets off as soon as you act up
You know what I came for, it isn't the game ball
Artillary that's about as long as a chainsaw (Lloyd Banks!)
By the way, this feels like I'm dreamin'
Forty cal. under my pillow, condom feelin' my semen
The physical presence of a female, form of a demon
That's why, I fuck 'em and leave 'em
Get my nut while I'm breathin'
'Cause they thought they'd catch me slippin', now I'm duckin' and trippin'
That's a thousand dollar outfit what the fuck is you rippin'?
You trippin', more records could get my ass in position
Death wish for no religion whether Catholic or Christian
Listen, I went through my ambition in and out the kitchen
With probable cause, it's probably sendin' out to prison
You got soldiers, but you still gotta respect ours
We got more four five's and nines than a deck of cards
[Tony Yayo]
You can take me out the 'hood, but can't take the 'hood out me ('Cause what?)
'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto
Niggas hate when you do good
But when you broke, your friends and your enemies
They love you, they love you
"Cheche, get the llello"
Picture me being crack, out of town, trips on the trail
"Cheche, get the llello"
Picture me being crack (Tony Yayo!)
You can sift me, cut me, I'll turn you to a junkie
Lonesome Dove Lyrics
LONESOME DOVE Oh don't you see that lonesome dove That flies from vine to vine? He's mournin for his own true love, As I shall mourn for mine. As I shall mourn for mine my dear Believe me, what I say, You are the darlin' of my heart Until my dyin' day. I learned this from an R. Dyer-Bennet record about 40 years ago E.L. Note: Kurt Weill used this in Down in the Valley @love @parting @bird filename[ LONEDOVE EL ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY
LONESOME DOVE Oh don't you see that lonesome dove That flies from vine to vine? He's mournin for his own true love, As I shall mourn for mine. As I shall mourn for mine my dear Believe me, what I say, You are the darlin' of my heart Until my dyin' day. I learned this from an R. Dyer-Bennet record about 40 years ago E.L. Note: Kurt Weill used this in Down in the Valley @love @parting @bird filename[ LONEDOVE EL ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY
I'm the number one seller in the whole fuckin' country
Wallstreet niggas, they cop me on the low
White boys don't call me coke, they call me blow
It's time to go, on the bus, the train, the plane
I'll smuggle, I'm nothin' but trouble
I'll make your money double
Cook me in baking soda
I'll turn your Hooprock into a new Range Rover
I'll pay all your bills and fill your 'frigerator
Feed your family, turn your man into a hater
Put me in your doorpanels or your stashbox
Put me in your Nik's, Timbs or Reeboks
If you cop three and a half you hustlin' backwards
Cop a hundred grams, you movin' forwards
You tryin' to move more birds
...In PA all day, on the corner of Third
[Chorus - Eminem]
I'm a man
I'ma make a new plan
Time for me to stand up and travel new land
Time for me to just to take matters into my own hands
Once I'm over these tracks man
I'ma never look back
(8 Mile Road)
And I'm gone
I don't like where I'm goin
Sorry mama I've grown
I must travel alone
Ain't no followin no footsteps
I'm makin my own
Only way I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
[50 Cent]
You can take me out the 'hood, but can't take the 'hood out me (what?)
'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto
Picture me polishin' pistols, I'm comin' to get you
The shells hit you, you screamin'
Think I'm playin'? I mean it
Man, I done bought all these pistols
Lets get it poppin'
Start wavin' my emboies shell cases get the droppin' (C'mon)
Like if it's down the corner, I got too much pride to hide
I'm outside, gun in my pocket just stunnin' I'm stoppin'
I'm dyin' to pop it, I'm young and I'm restless, you know my contestants
As the world turns, there's lessons to be learned
Count all my blessin's, clean up my weapons
I'm ready for war, the strong survive, the we
On Me (feat. NORE) Lyrics
(Nokio) Yo, I can't even make a ghetto joint without even thinkin about a chick (N.O.R.E) This is hot right here ILL combination, Dru Hill, N.O.R.E, Thugged out Millitainment we gonna get it poppin (Sisqo) Dru Hill, I dont think they ready (N.O.R.E) You won't have a cluelalalalala Verse 1. (Jazz) Shorty you can't deny, Sisqo, Woody,Scola, and Nokio Makes you wanna do freaky sh-t you neva eva did before Put your hands up and move your body Touch your P--sy for me, yea Mix it up, put it down, im spendin shorty Chorus Put it on me (And you know just what to do) Put it on me (and you know I'm gon get physical to this) To this hot beat that makes your heart beat, Makes you wanna, (give it up now) give it up, give it up, give it up right now (Nokio) Here come niggas down the street Verse 2: (Sisqo) Ooh thats that r
ak will parish (Nokio) Yo, I can't even make a ghetto joint without even thinkin about a chick (N.O.R.E) This is hot right here ILL combination, Dru Hill, N.O.R.E, Thugged out Millitainment we gonna get it poppin (Sisqo) Dru Hill, I dont think they ready (N.O.R.E) You won't have a cluelalalalala Verse 1. (Jazz) Shorty you can't deny, Sisqo, Woody,Scola, and Nokio Makes you wanna do freaky sh-t you neva eva did before Put your hands up and move your body Touch your P--sy for me, yea Mix it up, put it down, im spendin shorty Chorus Put it on me (And you know just what to do) Put it on me (and you know I'm gon get physical to this) To this hot beat that makes your heart beat, Makes you wanna, (give it up now) give it up, give it up, give it up right now (Nokio) Here come niggas down the street Verse 2: (Sisqo) Ooh thats that r
I told you before, hoes they compliment me now like "50 nice chain"
Malasio, twenty grand in chips at a dice game
Burn out, can't stop gotta watch MTV, BET
Nigga you see me!
I wonder if you mad, 'cause I'm doin' good
or 'cause niggas feelin' me more than you in your own 'hood
And it hurts 'cause you love 'em and they don't love you back
'cause they know you just rappin' and you don't bust a gat
You pussy
[Chorus - Eminem]
I'm a man
I'ma make a new plan
Time for me to stand up and travel new land
Time for me to just to take matters into my own hands
Once I'm over these tracks man
I'ma never look back
(8 Mile Road)
And I'm gone
I don't like where I'm goin
Sorry mama I've grown
I must travel alone
Ain't no followin no footsteps
I'm makin my own
Only way I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
[Eminem]
Ya gotta live it to feel it
If you didn't you wouldn't get it
We'll see what the big deal is
Why it wasn't, it still is
To be walkin this border line of Detroit city's limit
It's different, it's a certain significant certificate of authenticity
You'd never even see
But it's everything to me
It's my credibility
You've never seen, heard, smell, or met an MC
Who's incredible and on the same pedistool as me
But check
Still unsigned
Havin a rough time
Sit on the porch with all my friend's who kick dumb rhymes
Go to work
And servin MC's in the lunch line
But when it come's crunch time
Where do my punch lines go?
Who must I show?
To bust my flow?
Where must I go?
Who must I know?
Or am I just another crab in the bucket
Cuz I ain't havin no luck with this little rabbit so fuck it
Maybe I need a new outlit
I'm startin to doubt shit
I'm feelin a little scepticle
Of
Meadowlark Lyrics
When I was a girl, I had a favourite story Of the meadowlark who lived where the rivers wind Her voice could match the angels' in its glory, But she was blind, The lark was blind. An old king came and took her to his palace, Where the walls were burnished bronze and golden braid, And he fed her fruit and nuts from an ivory chalice and he prayed "Sing for me, my meadowlark Sing for me of the silver morning. Set me free, my meadowlark And I'll buy you a priceless jewel, And cloth of brocade and crewel, And I'll love you for life if you will Sing for me." Then one day as the lark sang by the water The god of the sun heard her in his flight And her singing moved him so, he came and brought her The gift of sight, He gave her sight. And she opened her eyes to the shimmer and the splendour Of this beautiful young god, so proud and strong And he
who I hang out withWhen I was a girl, I had a favourite story Of the meadowlark who lived where the rivers wind Her voice could match the angels' in its glory, But she was blind, The lark was blind. An old king came and took her to his palace, Where the walls were burnished bronze and golden braid, And he fed her fruit and nuts from an ivory chalice and he prayed "Sing for me, my meadowlark Sing for me of the silver morning. Set me free, my meadowlark And I'll buy you a priceless jewel, And cloth of brocade and crewel, And I'll love you for life if you will Sing for me." Then one day as the lark sang by the water The god of the sun heard her in his flight And her singing moved him so, he came and brought her The gift of sight, He gave her sight. And she opened her eyes to the shimmer and the splendour Of this beautiful young god, so proud and strong And he
I look like a bum
Yo my clothes ain't about shit
At the Salvation Army
Tryin to salvage and outfit
And it's cold
Tryin to travel this road
Plus I feel like I'm only stuck in this battlin mode
My defenses are so up
And one thing I don't want
Is pity from no one
The city is no fun
There is no sun
And it's so dark
Sometimes I feel like I'm just being pulled apart
Being torn in my limbs
By each one of my friends
Enough to just make me wanna jump outta my skin
Sometimes I feel like a robot
Sometimes I just know not what I'm doin
I just blow
My head is a stove top
I just explode
The kettle gets so hot
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the acid I don't got
But I've learned
It's time for me to U-Turn
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burnt
Ain't no fallin
No next time
Imeet a new girl
I can no longer play stupid
Or be immature
I've got every ingredient
All I need is the courage
Like I already got to beat
All I need is the words
Got the urge
Suddenly its a search
Suddenly a new verse of energy has occured
Time to show these free world leaders
Three in the third
I am no longer scared now
I'm free as a bird
And I turn and cross over
The median curb
Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur on 8 mile road
[Chorus - Eminem]
I'm a man
I'ma make a new plan
Time for me to stand up and travel new land
Time for me to just to take matters into my own hands
Once I'm over these tracks man
I'ma never look back
(8 Mile Road)
And I'm gone
I don't like where I'm goin
Sorry mama I've grown
I must travel alone
Ain't no followin no footsteps
I'm makin my own
Only way I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
[50 Cent] G-Unit!