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Can't Stop Won't Stop Remix Ft. Chingy

Can't Stop, Won't Stop (Chingy Remix) Lyrics
(feat. Chingy )
[Intro] Young Chris, Young Neef, and Chingy
[Young Chris:] Ok. . .Young Gunnaz. . .Ok.
[Young Chris:] That's right.
[Young Chris:] Young Gunz featuring Chingy.
[Chorus Young Chris, and Chingy in the brackets]
Can't Stop, Won't Stop Chingy, and the Gunnaz.
'Cause we, we get down baby, we get down.
The girls, the girls they love us (say what).
(Look she right thurr).
(Her man he right thurr).
[Verse #1 Young Neef]
Yup, It's only right that we make it a remix.
Young Gunnaz, and Chingy just to give it a lil' twist.
Next generation, you better stay focused.
Youngaz before they time, man you already know this.
Ball 'em, never call 'em, kick 'em out before their moment.
It seem like once you done, they start drawlin'.
You never have 'em, so you cuff 'em, when you grab him.
I treat 'em all the same, even the bad ones.
Go magnum, rose gold chain, for show aim.
Four four magnum, tell C and P when they done better blast 'em.
I be laid back, smokin' bags, playin' Madden.
You know we tap 'em, middle room, bathroom, living room, bathroom, sit at home cap 'em.
You got it, It's nothin' I had 'em, you can have 'em.
Seein' Neef we the streets, Gunnaz we the last one.
[Chorus Young Chris, and Chingy in the brackets]
Can't Stop, Won't Stop Chingy, and the Gunnaz.
'Cause we, we get down baby, we get down.
The girls, the girls they love us (say what).
(Look she right thurr).
(Her man he right thurr).
Can't Stop, Won't Stop Chingy, and the Gunnaz.
'Cause we, we get down baby, we get down.
The girls, the girls they love us (say what).
(Look she right thurr).
(Her man he right thurr).
[Verse #2 Chingy]
Man, I Can't Stop, Won't Stop.
Girl, quit actin' like ya can't pop, won't drop.
To the flo' I move crowds like I moved hop.
Man, '94 on the block, hand full on my jock.
You wanna' know, It's official when I step up in it.
You wanna' party, lemme' get the YG's, and we a be thurr in a minute.
Maybe chicken-head wit' it.
I'm in the Authentic, get it boy Jersey G.I.B hat fitted.
Runnin' ten a world, we did it (did what?)
Got the boxed up Benz, Range, and got both 'em get it.
Ching-aling, worldwide girl (worldwide girl).

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Can't Stop Won't Stop Remix Ft. Chingy

Can't Stop, Won't Stop (Chingy Remix) Lyrics
(feat. Chingy )
[Intro] Young Chris, Young Neef, and Chingy
[Young Chris:] Ok. . .Young Gunnaz. . .Ok.
[Young Chris:] That's right.
[Young Chris:] Young Gunz featuring Chingy.
[Chorus Young Chris, and Chingy in the brackets]
Can't Stop, Won't Stop Chingy, and the Gunnaz.
'Cause we, we get down baby, we get down.
The girls, the girls they love us (say what).
(Look she right thurr).
(Her man he right thurr).
[Verse #1 Young Neef]
Yup, It's only right that we make it a remix.
Young Gunnaz, and Chingy just to give it a lil' twist.
Next generation, you better stay focused.
Youngaz before they time, man you already know this.
Ball 'em, never call 'em, kick 'em out before their moment.
It seem like once you done, they start drawlin'.
You never have 'em, so you cuff 'em, when you grab him.
I treat 'em all the same, even the bad ones.
Go magnum, rose gold chain, for show aim.
Four four magnum, tell C and P when they done better blast 'em.
I be laid back, smokin' bags, playin' Madden.
You know we tap 'em, middle room, bathroom, living room, bathroom, sit at home cap 'em.
You got it, It's nothin' I had 'em, you can have 'em.
Seein' Neef we the streets, Gunnaz we the last one.
[Chorus Young Chris, and Chingy in the brackets]
Can't Stop, Won't Stop Chingy, and the Gunnaz.
'Cause we, we get down baby, we get down.
The girls, the girls they love us (say what).
(Look she right thurr).
(Her man he right thurr).
Can't Stop, Won't Stop Chingy, and the Gunnaz.
'Cause we, we get down baby, we get down.
The girls, the girls they love us (say what).
(Look she right thurr).
(Her man he right thurr).
[Verse #2 Chingy]
Man, I Can't Stop, Won't Stop.
Girl, quit actin' like ya can't pop, won't drop.
To the flo' I move crowds like I moved hop.
Man, '94 on the block, hand full on my jock.
You wanna' know, It's official when I step up in it.
You wanna' party, lemme' get the YG's, and we a be thurr in a minute.
Maybe chicken-head wit' it.
I'm in the Authentic, get it boy Jersey G.I.B hat fitted.
Runnin' ten a world, we did it (did what?)
Got the boxed up Benz, Range, and got both 'em get it.
Ching-aling, worldwide girl (worldwide girl).

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Gimme The Light Remix,

[Intro]
[Busta Rhymes:] Ay yo Sean Paul!!!
[Sean Paul:] Yo yo
[Busta Rhymes:] A Busta Rhymes this yuh know
[Sean Paul:] Wah gwaan
[Busta Rhymes]
Pass me the blow torch let me light up this big head nigga
[Sean Paul:] No doubt
[Busta Rhymes:] Bring dat come rudebwoy
[Sean Paul:] A Dutty Yeah!!!
[Busta Rhymes:] Flipmode check it!!!
[Chorus (Busta Rhymes):]
Just gimme the light and pass the dro! Buss anotha bokkle a moe
(Huh huh huh huh huh come on)
Gal dem inna mi sight and I got to know (Yeah, yeah)
Which one is gonna catch my flow (Busta Bus now)
Cause I'm inna di vibe and I got my dough! (Yeah, Sean Paul now)
Buss anotha bokkle a moe
(Remix, remix, remix) Gal dem lookin hype and I got to know!!!
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah yeah check it, clap oonu hand oonu fi clap oonu hand
Busta Bus inna di place oonu fi clap oonu hand
Seh mi and Sean Paul link up come fi create a plan
To go a dancehall buss it up and mek couple grand
Run the streets you never move without the rest of the clan
With a nine in the door panel in the side of the van
Despite the hate that be always comin for you and your man
It's Flipmode and Sean Paul nigga, understand
[Sean Paul]
Tell dem nuh ready fi di level weh di Dutty deh pon
Turn up di bass and di treble music a di weopen
Gal a whine up dem waist like a phenomenom
All over di world oonu fi sing this a song yo
[Chorus]
Just gimme the light and pass the dro! Buss anotha bottle a moe
Gal dem inna mi sight and I got to know (Yo, yo, yo yo yo)
Which one is gonna catch my flow
Cause mi inna di vibe and I got my dough! (Flipmode baby!!!)
Buss anotha bottle a moe (Come on, Sean Paul baby!!!)
Gal dem lookin hype and I got to know!!!
(Come on, yeah, yeah, Busta Bus now!!!)
[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
We be blazin cellular phones in wire or cingular
And still gotta connect to smoke a piece of the rizla
See if you could in a philly or a chalice I'm givin you
The chance to smoke up until a ugly chick look like Vivica Fox
Clap oonu hand oonu fi clap oonu hand
Busta Bus inna di place oonu fi clap oonu hand
Seh mi and Sean Paul link up come fi create a plan
To go a dancehall buss it up and mek couple grand

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No No No Part 2

[Wyclef:]
This is the remix
The jeeps pump this new remix
This is the remix
Radio's play this remix
This is the remix
The jeeps pump this remix
This is the remix
The Refugees Camp have the remix
Destiny's child
We 'bout to set it
This is the remix
The streets pump the remix
This is the remix
Every project

song performed by Destiny's Child from Destiny's Child
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The Cyclops

SILENUS:
O Bacchus, what a world of toil, both now
And ere these limbs were overworn with age,
Have I endured for thee! First, when thou fled’st
The mountain-nymphs who nursed thee, driven afar
By the strange madness Juno sent upon thee;
Then in the battle of the Sons of Earth,
When I stood foot by foot close to thy side,
No unpropitious fellow-combatant,
And, driving through his shield my winged spear,
Slew vast Enceladus. Consider now,
Is it a dream of which I speak to thee?
By Jove it is not, for you have the trophies!
And now I suffer more than all before.
For when I heard that Juno had devised
A tedious voyage for you, I put to sea
With all my children quaint in search of you,
And I myself stood on the beaked prow
And fixed the naked mast; and all my boys
Leaning upon their oars, with splash and strain
Made white with foam the green and purple sea,--
And so we sought you, king. We were sailing
Near Malea, when an eastern wind arose,
And drove us to this waste Aetnean rock;
The one-eyed children of the Ocean God,
The man-destroying Cyclopses, inhabit,
On this wild shore, their solitary caves,
And one of these, named Polypheme. has caught us
To be his slaves; and so, for all delight
Of Bacchic sports, sweet dance and melody,
We keep this lawless giant’s wandering flocks.
My sons indeed on far declivities,
Young things themselves, tend on the youngling sheep,
But I remain to fill the water-casks,
Or sweeping the hard floor, or ministering
Some impious and abominable meal
To the fell Cyclops. I am wearied of it!
And now I must scrape up the littered floor
With this great iron rake, so to receive
My absent master and his evening sheep
In a cave neat and clean. Even now I see
My children tending the flocks hitherward.
Ha! what is this? are your Sicinnian measures
Even now the same, as when with dance and song
You brought young Bacchus to Althaea’s halls?

CHORUS OF SATYRS:

STROPHE:
Where has he of race divine

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poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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I Dont Stop Rappin

Dont stop
Dont stop that rap
Too short
And I dont stop rappin
Just dont stop
Too short
I dont stop rappin
Dont stop that rap
Well Im sir too short
The true mc
Fresh again with the brand new beat
The big bank roller, I know whats happening
I get on the mike and I dont stop rappin
Dont stop
Dont stop that rap
Too short
I dont stop rappin
My rap dont stop, you know it cant
I get on the mic and I make big bank
Unlike some rappers that I know
Trying to get no, but that dont go
Im that rapper, sir too short
I know youve heard my name before
And if you havent, now you have
Sir too short dont stop that rap
Dont stop
I dont stop rappin
Too short
Dont stop that rap
Im so rough so tough when I talk my stuff
I dont stop rappin cuz Im too tough
Telling you rappers what its all about
Most mcs are played out
But not too short, Im the best
You know too short is so so fresh
If thats not short, your mind is snapping
The best is fresh cause I dont stop rappin
Dont stop
Dont stop rappin
Too short
I dont stop rappin
Im sir too short, the rapping man
Im a cold mc and I know I am
Im the big time rapper from east oakland
Into music and making fans
I love young ladies who love my rhymes
Cuz what they say is right on time
The only mc with fresh hits
Its sir too short, he never quits
Thats so so true, what they say

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Dont Stop til You Get Enough

Written and composed by michael jackson, 1979.
1st verse
Lovely is the feelin now
Fever, temperatures risin now
Power (ah power) is the force the vow that makes it happen it asks no questions why (ooh)
So get closer (closer now) to my body now just love me til you dont know how (ooh)
Chorus
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
2nd verse
Touch me and I feel on fire
Aint nothin like a love desire (ooh)
Im melting (Im melting) like hot candle wax sensation (ah sensation) lovely where were
At (ooh) so let love take us through the hours I wont be complanin cause this is love
Power (ooh)
Chorus
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
(ooh)
3rd verse
Heartbreak enemy despise
Eternal (ah eternal) love shines in my eyes (ooh) so let love take us through the hours i
Wont be complanin (no no)
cause your love is alright, alright
Chorus
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop

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song performed by Michael Jackson
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Ignition - Remix

Now,um,usually I dont do this but uh....
Go head' on and break em off wit a lil' preview of the remix....
No I'm not tryin to be rude,
But hey pretty girl I'm feelin you
The way you do the things you do
Remind me of my Lexus coup
Thats why im all up in yo grill
Tryina get you to a hotel
You must be a football coach
The way you got me playin the field
So baby gimme that toot toot
Lemme give you that beep beep
Runnin her hands through my 'fro
Bouncin on 24's
While they say on the radio...
It's the remix to ignition
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
Mama rollin that body
got every man in here wishin
Sippin on coke and rum
I'm like so what I'm drunk
It's the freakin weekend baby
I'm about to have me some fun
Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce
Bounce Bounce Bounce
Now it's like murder she wrote
Once I get you out them clothes
Privacy is on the door
Still they can hear you screamin more
Girl I'm feelin what you feelin
No more hopin and wishin
I'm bout to take my key and
Stick it in the ignition
So baby gimme that toot toot
Lemme give you that beep beep
Runnin her hands through my 'fro
Bouncin on 24's
While they say on the radio...
This is the remix to ignition
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
Mama rollin that body
Got every man in here wishin
Sippin on coke and rum
I'm like so what i'm drunk
It's the freakin weekend baby
I'm about to have me some fun
Crystall poppin in the stretch Navigator
We got food every where
As if the party was catored
We got fellas to my left

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song performed by R. Kelly
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No More [remix]

Feat. nas
[nas]
Everyday she walk by
See me on the same block
Same crew, like she never seen rocks
Chain watch, rims blue
Different color boots on, park yukon
You predicates ex-cons, rip arms, bettin' chips
Puff medicine play my gangsta beats
Tunnel bangers, flex, clue tapes bang in the streets
I'm just a fly, thuggish baller shorty anxious to meet
Till i die keep wanting to head mink to the feet
But shorty jail bait, might get me five to life
Maybe in time you can be nas's wife
Place school, study law
I'mma pay your tuition
Come on campus, buy you books
Do your babysitting
My unusual style make your future unwild
When you get older i'mma bless you with a child
See now you was unaware that this thug had affection
Let me be your angel and i'll be your protection
1 - [3LW]
It's either you will
Either you won't
Sometimes you do
Sometimes you don't
Sometimes it's yes
Other times it's no
But i can't take it no more
Take your wrong and make it right
Just say you can make up your mind
Is it serious or isn't it?
Cause i can't take it no more
Make 'em clap to this...
Baby, baby you keep
Putting things before me
But i was there for you when you had nothing
So baby, baby
Basically it's them or me
Now or never
Give me all or nothing
Repeat 1
Make 'em clap to this...
Baby, baby
You keep telling me you're changing
You promise you will be a better man
But no soon as you see your peeps
There you go switching out on me
And we're back at square one again

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Ignition

Now, usualy I dont do this but uh... give em a lil preview of the remix
No Im not tryin to be rude,
But hey pretty girl Im feelin you
The way you do the things you do
Remind me of my lexus coup
Thats why Im all up in yo grill
Tryina get you to a hotel
You must be a foot ball coach
The way you got me playin the field
Now gimme that toot toot
And Ill give you that beep beep
Runnin her hands through my fro
Bouncin on 24s
While they say on the radio...
[chorus]
This is the remix to ignition
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
Mama rollin that body
Got evey man in her wishin
Sippin on coke and rum
Im like so what Im drunk
Its the freakin weekend baby
Im about to have me some fun
(let me see you) bounce-
Bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce
Bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce
(now let me see you) bounce-
Bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce
Bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce
Now its like murder she wrote
Once I get you out them clothes
Privacy is on the door
Still they can hear you screamin more
Girl Im feelin what you feelin
No more hopin and wishin
Im bout to take my key and
Stick it in the ignition
So gimme that toot toot
And Ill give you that beep beep
Runnin her hands through my fro
Bouncin on 24s
While they say on the radio...
This is the remix to ignition
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
Mama rollin that body
Got evey man in her wishin
Sippin on coke and rum
Im like so what Im drunk
Its the freakin weekend baby
Im about to have me some fun

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song performed by R. Kelly
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Ooh Ahh Remix

Chorus- Shorty's a sexy girl
She's making me hype
Shorty's a freaky girl
Shorty don't stop
Shorty's a kinky girl
She put it on me
Shorty she rocks my world
It's the remix!!
Verse 1- Shorty, shorty
you're finally mine
You and me together stay comitted for a life time
Shorty, shorty
I like the way you kissin me
I like the way you touchin me
i lkie it when you get freaky
So don't stop
It's feelin so good to me
I'm strokin yo body
Explodin in exctasy girl
Shorty, shorty
Said we freakin to this remix
Said we freakin to this
This remix the remix girl
Chorus 1x
Hook- She made me go ooh, ooh, ooh
I made her go ahh baby!! repeat 1x
Verse 2- Shorty you're the only one the one for me
Late in the evenin when I lay down
I think of you baby
Shorty you're the only one my ghetto queen
I don't need nobody else in my life but you
Shorty you're the only one I'm so in love
I'm so in love wiy cha baby baby
Shorty can I be the one
Shorty can I be the one
Baby can I be the one you spend the rest of your life wit
Chorus 1x
Hook 2x
Verse - Can i take this time (Take this time)
To let you know (let you know)
That girl I really love you sp yes I do (whoa yeah)
And the feelins that I have inside
Won't fade away
Listen baby
Now I know whatcha thinkin bout
Now I know whatcha be about
Now I know how it feels inside
Cause I'm beinging all up in yo mind
And I spend all my time wit you
And I know that you feel it too

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Enth E Nd (Kutmasta Kurt Feat. Motion Man)

hey yo, when this first started off it was just Linkin Park, and then in the middle came motion man and at the end of it all it was Kutmasta Kurt with a remix( the remix)
[Shinoda]
One thing, I dont why it doesnt even matter how hard you try keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme when I was obsessed with time. all I know, time was just sliping away, and i watched it count to the end of the day. watched it watch me and the words that i say. they echo in the clock rythem in my veins. i know that i didnt look out below when i watched the time go right out the window. trying to grabhold, tyring not to watch. i wasted it all on the hands of the clock. but in the end, no matter what i pretend the journey is more important than end or the start and what it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried so hard.
[Chester]
I tried so hard, and got so far, but in the end it doesnt even matter. i had to fall, to lose it all, but in the end, it doesnt even matter.
[Motion Man]
Hey yo one thing (one thing), i dont know why. it doesnt even matter how hard you try. keep that in mind. I designed this rhyme to explain in due time. all i know, I so-socialize like the host of the party and spost shake the need, I contact. party the toe strong all mat, northeast, southwest coast. im staring out the window at the opportunity to Mendel. i tried disorda your weak in your system and i defordered. i brought you back into things, like the imagionary man of your dreams. youd always seem to make it worth it. a pig skin, i never nerfed it. you felt lever never pleather real bringing the pleasure. by any means it means Im leaving your teens,. holler for teen magizens, but i tried so hard.
[Chester]
Tried so hard, and got so far, but in the end it dosnt even matter. i had to fall, to lose it all, but in the end, it doesnt even matter.
[Shinoda, Motion Man]
Linkin Park! remix motion man
Linkin Park! the end (the end) kutmasta kurt
Linkin Park! remix motion man
Linkin Park! the end (the end) kutmasta kurt remix
[Shinoda]
One thing, i dont know how. it doesnt even matter when you look at it now. cuz when designed this rhyme, i was scared of it all. scared to fall, and hadnt even tried to crawl. but i was forced to run, with you mockin me. stoppin me, back stabbing me constantly. remembering all the times you faught with me. watched the clock mount chock full of hip-hopcrisy. and now your mouth wishes it could inhail, every single little thing you said to make things fail. every single word you sputtered to just to get you peace, but it doesnt really matter to me, cuz from the start to the end, no matter what i pretend, the journey is more important than the end or the start. and what it meant to me will eventuly be a memory of a time when i tried so hard.
[Chester]
Tried so hard, and got so far, but in the end it doesnt even matter. I had to fall, to lose it all, but in the end, it doesnt even matter.
In the End.. (fades out)
[Chali] Track 4
Yo mike this is Chali 2na, whats up man? Just trying to catch up with you man so we can go ahead and get this song on the road on the d.

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What Would You Do (feat. The Pied Piper)

What Would You Do? (Pt. 2, featuring the Pied Piper)
(R. Kelly)
Welcome to the remix
Welcome to the remix
Welcome to the remix
Show, Show, Show
(Repeat 1x)
Tell me Girl
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
(Repeat 1x)
(R. Isley)
If you had one time to take a trip
One shot at paradise
One chance to spend lots of money
One chance to touch the sky
One time to make sweet love
One shot of being a movie star
A whole day to go on shopping sprees
Ride around in a fancy car.
Tell me Girl,
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
(Repeat 3 more times)
Now if you had,
One chance to feel pleasure
One chance to be with me
Discover a buried treasure
One map to ecstasy
One time to come on the stage
One chance to make a wish
One time to be amazed
One crack at being rich
Tell me Girl
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
(Repeat 4 more times)
(R. Kelly)
What would you do if you had Mr. Biggs and me?
Take you out on a night for wining and dining
We can hit a club first, sipping Crys in VIP

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song performed by Isley Brothers
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Make It Clap

[Intro: Sean Paul (Busta Rhymes)]
We make it clap, we make it clap (Huh!)
Yeah yeah yeah (Flipmode!!!) Busta Rhymes (Busta Rhymes!!!)
Sean-A-Paul (Sean Paul!!!)
One more time (Ha!!!) kill 'em with a rhyme (Huh!!!)
Remix time (remix!!!) a dutty yeah, yo, Spliff Star (Spliff!!!)
Flipmode Squad (Ha!!!) we kill 'em with a rhyme, a dutty yeah
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Cau mi seh jump up clap oonu hand and siddung get up
And mi nah wig out mek everybody flip out oonu fi carry on
To get tired I waan chillout, all a di gal a sweat out
Mek your body keep clappin on
[Sean Paul]
Flipmode a roll wid all di hottest set a gal dem inna di dance
And Dutty Cup we deyah mek di gal dem jump up and prance
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magician
There fi mek dem switch and jump up wave up dem hands
Flipmode a roll wid all di hottest set a gal dem inna di dance
And Dutty Cup we deyah mek di gal dem jump up and prance
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magician
There fi mek dem switch and jump up wave up dem hands, so push it up deh
[Busta Rhymes]
Back with the remix with Spliff and Sean-A-Paul on the corner
Can't believe when we do it we smack it down how we wanna
Keepin it comin keepin it goin cause we ain't playin
I'm talkin to all my people cause what I'm sayin is
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
In case you ain't know and in case you ain't heard
And if you want us to set it just give me the word
This one goes out to my soldiers that be flippin them birds
To all my shorties wigglin they shakin they curves
[Sean Paul]
We make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap
[Verse 2: Spliff Star]
Poor snapper, lookin at shorty shakin it and makin it clap
Booty big pokin out like twenties on the lap
When I give it to her shorty know how to throw it back
Booty bangin to the beat sometimes we overlap-sing
Gal peel out your blouse and your tight-jeans
Let me lick you down dip you with some ice-cream
Gal holla holla my name when I slide-in
Thunderstorm, rain, sleet and light-ning
Hold me tight feel the triniman grin-ding and grin-ding and grin-ding
Gal dip and bounce start whin-ning
You see Spliff, Sean Paul and Busta Rhymes, seen
([Busta Rhymes:] We got dough) You could tell by what we dri-ving
([Busta Rhymes:] Lookin to chose) How it's different and blin-ding
And blin-ding and blin-ding it's like that make it clap now
[Chorus]
[Sean Paul]

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I Cant Stop

Intro: uhh, yo, get off me
Get off me
[chorus 1]
I cant stop, da da da da da da da
I cant stop, da da da da da da da
I cant stop, da da da da da da da
[verse 1]
Get your hands off me
Stop tryin to hold me down
Let me just move around
Girl somethin done happened to me
Swear to god
Somethin done snapped in me
I need the whole floor for us
Im bout to bust, mami
And its glorious
I cant seem to stop my feet
You hear my heart beat, digga digga digga digga digga digga
Oh lord, ima bout to pass out
But when the night is over ima be the last out
Sweat pumpin in my eyes
Vision a blur
But even though my eyes is closed I see visions of her
Un besito mama en be boca
Estoy bien livin la vida loca
Heart jumpin and pumpin its about to pop
But dont tell me nothin back up
[chorus 2]
I cant stop, da da da da da da da
I cant stop, da da da da da da da
I cant stop, da da da da da da da
[verse 2]
The way you press against me
You messin with me
The way that dress is fittin
Its got to be forbidden
No reason for security, ma
Feelin secure
You gaurdin my body, baby
Come on and gimme some more
If all these people wasnt in here, flockin around
And how you in the middle of the floor, baby knockin you down
The dude who be talkin bout
When I walk in the house cameras like click click click, gizz gizz gizz
A damn shame
How you do the damn thang
Girl you off the damn chain
But you bout to be tamed
Look at you
Laughin and grinnin and dancin and spinnin

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song performed by Will Smith
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Dont Cha Stop

Right here Id like to melt inside of you
Right here you kiss is totally new
Right here your hands are soft and creamy
Right here your mouth is wet and dreamy
And its just what I like
So dim down the light
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
If it makes you feel good
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
Your rhapsody is blowing my cool-ool
Your fantasies there written for fools
Your long black hair tickles my skin skin
It feels so luscious come on do it again, oh yeah
And its just what I like
Dim down the light
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
If it makes you feel good
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
If it makes you feel good
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
If it makes you feel good, good,
Good, good, good
Dont cha stop dont cha stop
A dont cha stop if it makes you feel
Good, good, good
Oo dont cha stop dont cha stop
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
Dont you stop dont cha stop
If it makes you feel
Good, good, good
Good, good, good
Good, good, good
Dont cha stop
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
[repeat-fade]

song performed by Cars
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Please Stop War

Please Stop War; Please Stop indiscriminately terrorizing hatred to
reign as
the most supremely inebriating and acrimoniously rebuking ingredient;
of the
atmosphere,

Please Stop War; Please Stop Poverty from perpetuating its maliciously
ghastly curse to every quarter of the planet; as countless innocent
were
rendered hopeless; and without a single roof to sequester their scalps,

Please Stop War; Please Stop indiscriminately uncouth racialism;
ghettoizing
holistically bountiful society; into frigidly polarized and abominably
shivering halves,

Please Stop War; Please Stop uncontrollably atrocious misery without
the
tiniest rhyme or reason; as boundless innocuous civilians cadaverously
rotted in the aisles of reproachfully stabbing disease,

Please Stop War; Please Stop limitless impeccable infants from
treacherously
emaciating; with every conceivable trace of food and water;
pugnaciously
metamorphosing into vindictively gory blood,

Please Stop War; Please Stop the coffin of unforgivable diabolism
straddle
its grip; upon every pristinely untainted chest and soul; till times
beyond
infinite infinity,

Please Stop War; Please Stop the nightmare of perpetual disaster from
ghoulishly enshrouding every philanthropic brain; even in the most
blisteringly Omnipotent of daylight,

Please Stop War; Please Stop the scorpion of egregious abhorrence
venomously
blinding even the most effusively brilliant of your senses; to
mortuaries of
inexplicably endless despair,

Please Stop War; Please Stop politicians from taking unprecedented
advantage
of the same; salaciously busy in gobbling votes from the one community
that
they sanctimoniously supported,

Please Stop War; Please Stop the intransigently hazardous apocalypses

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poem by Nikhil Parekh
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Friday Night

3,2,1 Go
[Chorus]
Its a friday night and the bass was bumpin
the honeyz was rockin the party was jumpin it wasnt
long for everybody knew (just blaze)
Whats on the b box (Youn Gunz)
Travel wit the heat rock
before I hit the club hit the weed spot it goes 1,2,3,and
[Chris]
Its like king midas as I was told
young C was on the block 13 years old I dont mean to brag I
had the meanest bag the suppliers was my peeps
I was bringin half took charge of the block a
pean the ave still bringin cash on the scene
at last still gloves and mask as i proceed mad
mats, mad gats, mad hollow seed,
Ya man actin crazy roll wit the kid,
playa been hella pimpin
you already know what it is, they dont gotta notice the whip,
I don show them the wrist, they
already know that chris and they know tha to stick
to the script it don't last long hittem and
i last long cant drive em south long send em
in a cab home you takin mad long get cha bags gone
I aint got a dime for you time for me pass on
[Chorus 1x]
[Chris]
Back in effect vest, mach in the tech, show
you how to clap wit perfect when they actin a mess
we from north PHILLY free, peedie crack
and the rest mac south side O and sparks back on the
West we the leaders of the new school,
heated cause my jewls cool get my jewls cool every
weekend its a new crew bout to set the
record staight soon as the record break ship t2 more to
the store wath it levatate
Neef
Yeah we never late early in the game
we brought pain yup heavy spen up in every state yeah you
bond to hate tiered of the boad and tape
7 60 bound to scape put em all around ya face time to
cool walk in ya place get every dime
you got up out of

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Friday Night

3,2,1 Go
[Chorus]
Its a friday night and the bass was bumpin
the honeyz was rockin the party was jumpin it wasnt
long for everybody knew (just blaze)
Whats on the b box (Youn Gunz)
Travel wit the heat rock
before I hit the club hit the weed spot it goes 1,2,3,and
[Chris]
Its like king midas as I was told
young C was on the block 13 years old I dont mean to brag I
had the meanest bag the suppliers was my peeps
I was bringin half took charge of the block a
pean the ave still bringin cash on the scene
at last still gloves and mask as i proceed mad
mats, mad gats, mad hollow seed,
Ya man actin crazy roll wit the kid,
playa been hella pimpin
you already know what it is, they dont gotta notice the whip,
I don show them the wrist, they
already know that chris and they know tha to stick
to the script it don't last long hittem and
i last long cant drive em south long send em
in a cab home you takin mad long get cha bags gone
I aint got a dime for you time for me pass on
[Chorus 1x]
[Chris]
Back in effect vest, mach in the tech, show
you how to clap wit perfect when they actin a mess
we from north PHILLY free, peedie crack
and the rest mac south side O and sparks back on the
West we the leaders of the new school,
heated cause my jewls cool get my jewls cool every
weekend its a new crew bout to set the
record staight soon as the record break ship t2 more to
the store wath it levatate
Neef
Yeah we never late early in the game
we brought pain yup heavy spen up in every state yeah you
bond to hate tiered of the boad and tape
7 60 bound to scape put em all around ya face time to
cool walk in ya place get every dime
you got up out of

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Samson Agonistes (excerpts)

[Samson's Opening Speech]
A little onward lend thy guiding hand
To these dark steps, a little further on;
For yonder bank hath choice of sun or shade,
There I am wont to sit, when any chance
Relieves me from my task of servile toil,
Daily in the common prison else enjoin'd me,
Where I a prisoner chain'd, scarce freely draw
The air imprison'd also, close and damp,
Unwholesome draught: but here I feel amends,
The breath of Heav'n fresh-blowing, pure and sweet,
With day-spring born; here leave me to respire.
This day a solemn feast the people hold
To Dagon, their sea-idol, and forbid
Laborious works; unwillingly this rest
Their superstition yields me; hence with leave
Retiring from the popular noise, I seek
This unfrequented place to find some ease;
Ease to the body some, none to the mind
From restless thoughts, that like a deadly swarm
Of hornets arm'd, no sooner found alone,
But rush upon me thronging, and present
Times past, what once I was, and what am now.
O wherefore was my birth from Heaven foretold
Twice by an angel, who at last in sight
Of both my parents all in flames ascended
From off the altar, where an off'ring burn'd,
As in a fiery column charioting
His godlike presence, and from some great act
Of benefit reveal'd to Abraham's race?
Why was my breeding order'd and prescrib'd
As of a person separate to God,
Design'd for great exploits; if I must die
Betray'd, captiv'd, and both my eyes put out,
Made of my enemies the scorn and gaze;
To grind in brazen fetters under task
With this Heav'n-gifted strength? O glorious strength
Put to the labour of a beast, debas'd
Lower than bondslave! Promise was that I
Should Israel from Philistian yoke deliver;
Ask for this great deliverer now, and find him
Eyeless in Gaza at the mill with slaves,
Himself in bonds under Philistian yoke.
Yet stay, let me not rashly call in doubt
Divine prediction; what if all foretold
Had been fulfill'd but through mine own default,
Whom have I to complain of but myself?
Who this high gift of strength committed to me,
In what part lodg'd, how easily bereft me,
Under the seal of silence could not keep,

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poem by John Milton
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The Sorcerer: Act I

DRAMATIS PERSONAE

Sir Marmaduke Pointdextre, an Elderly Baronet

Alexis, of the Grenadier Guards--His Son

Dr. Daly, Vicar of Ploverleigh

John Wellington Wells, of J. W. Wells & Co., Family Sorcerers

Lady Sangazure, a Lady of Ancient Lineage

Aline, Her Daughter--betrothed to Alexis

Mrs. Partlet, a Pew-Opener

Constance, her Daughter

Chorus of Villagers

ACT I -- Grounds of Sir Marmaduke's Mansion, Mid-day

SCENE -- Exterior of Sir Marmaduke's Elizabethan Mansion, mid-day.

CHORUS OF VILLAGERS

Ring forth, ye bells,
With clarion sound--
Forget your knells,
For joys abound.
Forget your notes
Of mournful lay,
And from your throats
Pour joy to-day.

For to-day young Alexis--young Alexis Pointdextre
Is betrothed to Aline--to Aline Sangazure,
And that pride of his sex is--of his sex is to be next her
At the feast on the green--on the green, oh, be sure!

Ring forth, ye bells etc.
(Exeunt the men into house.)

(Enter Mrs. Partlet with Constance, her daughter)

RECITATIVE

MRS. P. Constance, my daughter, why this strange depression?

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poem by William Schwenck Gilbert
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