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Heart Of A Champion

Heart Of A Champion lyrics
(feat. Lincoln University Vocal Ensemble)
[Nelly exercising and breathing hard]
[Nelly]
C'mon, uhh, uhh
I guess he's back 'urr derrty, S-T-L derby
I'm like Magic to Kareem, mayne you tell me I ain't Worthy
I ain't speakin 'bout a jersey, I'm speakin 'bout income
DID YOU HEAR THAT ELIZABETH? HERE COME THE BIG ONE!
I put mo' money in the community than you got in yo' budget
I wipe my ass with yo' advance to the toilet then flush it
My last stance be a stance of a General Custard
I hot dog cause I can, I got the cheese and mustard
I got the stats of a hall of famer - in just two records
That's why I'm back up at the Superbowl - with Julius Peppers
I got that cain't stop, won't stop, in my veins
That's why they cain't stop, won't stop, screamin the name
NELLY! NELLY! Go tell a friend to tell a friend
I'ma keep the same grin whether I, lose or win
Up, or down ten, I'ma fight to the end
[breathing hard] Let's go
[Chorus: L.U.V.E.]
Ain't no way they can stop me now Nelly
Cause I'm on my way, I can feel my ring comin
It's the blood of a champion, pumpin
Deep inside my veins, too much pride to be runnin
I'ma get what I can and more, even if
My blood, my sweat, and my tears don't mean nothin
It's the heart of a champion (it's the heart of me)
(It's the heart of a..) in me
[Nelly]
I'm the first pick, the first round, signin bonus profound
Playin for his hometown, reppin for the home ground
And gettin buffer like Michael Riggs, tell 'em again
I gets buffer like Michael Riggs, heard what I said?
The MV-P of the game, intensity still the same
I'm shootin out from my reign, with Peyton Manning type aim
Can't stop me from scorin so they results are just hackin
So there's, three of us now - me, A.I. and Shaq'n
From the look to the as I say
Hover man with more heart than Hallmark on Valentine's Day
I'm the one that you've been Raven about, like Ray Lewis
I think it hard to go and change your route
Cause you don't know if I'm blitzin or if I'm sittin and readin
Waitin for you to go and trip, drop back and throw up a brick, man
AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW
AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
It's like a big time decision made on how I can twurk it

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song performed by Nelly
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poem by Caasder Fronds
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poem by Caasder Fronds
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Twin State

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poem by Caasder Fronds
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Freak On

You think I don't see you but I do,
Creeping around with your hot pants on,
And them patent leather shoes,
Please forgive me baby,
Cos I've been up here too long,
Come on everybody freak along so that Wheatus can hear ya,
Hey now baby your actin' kinda crazy,
What has come over you?
Hey now sugar your actin' like a hooker,
Gotta do what you gotta do,
To get your freak on shoowap,
Baby where have you been,
Come get your freak on shoowap,
I think its time we begin,
Come get your freak on shoowap,
Don't make me say it again,
Come get your freak on shoowap,
I heard you were asking for a ride,
You say "take me home in your brothers jeep,
To a place where we can hide",
Please forgive me baby,
But your coming on too strong,
Aww, come on baby its ok maybe Pete will get with ya,
Hey now baby your actin' kinda crazy,
What has come over you?
Hey now sugar your actin' like a hooker,
Gotta do what you gotta do,
To get your freak on shoowap,
Baby where have you been,
Come get your freak on shoowap,
I think its time we begin,
Come get your freak on shoowap,
Don't make me say it again,
Come get your freak on shoowap,
C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon,
C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon,
C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon,
C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon,
C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon ooh,
One more time, one more time, one more time,
C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon,
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C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon,
C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon ooh,
Come on everybody freak it along so that Wheatus can hear ya,
Hey now baby your actin' kinda crazy,
What has come over you?
Hey now sugar your actin' like a hooker,
Gotta do what you gotta do,

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song performed by Wheatus
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Magic Dance

You remind me of the baby
What baby? baby with the power
What power? power of voodoo
Who do? you do
Do what? remind me of the baby
I saw my baby, crying hard as babe could cry
What could I do
My babys love had gone
And left my baby blue
Nobody knew
What kind of magic spell to use
Slime and snails
Or puppy dogs tails
Thunder or lightning
Then baby said
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Put that baby spell on me
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Put that magic jump on me
Slap that baby, make him free
I saw my baby, trying hard as babe could try
What could I do
My babys fun had gone
And left my baby blue
Nobody knew
What kind of magic spell to use
Slime and snails
Or puppy dogs tails
Thunder or lightning
Then baby said
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Put that baby spell on me
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Put that magic jump on me
Slap that baby, make him free
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Put that baby spell on me (ooh)
You remind me of the baby
What baby? the baby with the power
What power? power of voodoo
Who do? you do

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song performed by David Bowie
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Smokin, Dopin

[ll cool j]
Yeah..
Smokin, dopin, keep your ears open
Put me on the flier and Im guaranteed to rope in
Twenty-thousand people to the place that I play at
And have em even sayin how could someone say that
Theyre as good as the man who just saw
{*scratched cool j*} please give me some more
Of those hoopin, scoopin, rhymes you be troopin
If you dont know the new dance, patti duken
Clap your hands, stomp your feet, snap your fingers
Im snatchin airplay, from all you aids catchin singers
Its a, special delivery on your front step
My pictures on the cover and the rhymes are in effect
Cause, I love to lay down, joints for the playground
And have you odn sayin, yknow, j sound
Righteous, the brother did what he had to
I didnt talk about this, so I had you
Sleepin, breathin sayin yo he aint keepin
His promise to astonish, from weekend to weekend
But here it is, the jam of all jams
And from this day forth, mcs are gettin slammed
With the
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah!
Im the wise wizard of the microphone swingin it
Heres a mean joint, all the hip-hoppers are singin it
Doin a dance in tight bike pants
So get up on it (hoe!) youll only get one chance
To work out, the soreness in your muscles
Do your own thing, even the hustle
Mcs ima torture, thats already known
But while Im torturin them, ima leave you alone
So you can bump, grind, and rub up against your partner
And look wild like youre tryin to get a part in a
Dirty movie on the hip-hop tip
Now tell me (tell you what? ) that brother l aint tryin to flip
With the
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah!
Movin, groovin, admit that youve been
Shocked and rocked and Im on top and its been proven
Im self-reliant, on stage Im defiant
All those rumors are small things to a giant
Im not a cool calm, collected type of brother
Im kind of hype thats why Im a good lover

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song performed by LL Cool J
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Hey Nelly Nelly

Hey Nelly Nelly, come to the window
Hey Nelly Nelly look at what I see
He's riding into town on a sway back mule
Got a tall black hat and he looks like a fool
He sure is talkin' like he's been to school
And it's 1853

Hey Nelly Nelly, listen what he's sayin'
Hey Nelly Nelly, he says it's gettin' late
And he says them black folks should all be free
To walk around the same as you and me
He's talkin' 'bout a thing he calls democracy
And it's 1858

Hey Nelly Nelly hear the band a playing
Hey Nelly Nelly, hand me down my gun
'Cause the men are cheerin' and the boys are too

They're all puttin' on their coats of blue
I can't sit around here and talk to you
'Cause it's 1861

Hey Nelly Nelly, Come to the window
Hey Nelly Nelly, I've come back alive
My coat of blue is stained with red
And the man in the tall black hat is dead
We sure will remember all the things he said
In 1865

Hey Nelly Nelly, come to the window
Hey Nelly Nelly, look at what I see
I see white folks and colored walkin' side by side
They're walkin' in a column that's a century wide
It's still a long and a hard and a bloody ride
In 1963

poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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C'mon C'mon

On another day c'mon c'mon
With these ropes I tied can we do no wrong
Now we grieve cause now is gone
Things were good when we were young
With my teeth locked down I can see the blood
Of a thousand men who have come and gone
Now we grieve cause now is gone
Things were good when we were young
Is it safe to say? (c'mon c'mon)
Was it right to leave? (c'mon c'mon)
Will I ever learn? (c'mon c'mon)
(c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon)
As I make my way c'mon c'mon
These better nights that seem too long
Now we grieve cause now is gone
Things were good when we were young
With my teeth locked down I can see the blood
Of a thousand men who have come and gone
Now we grieve cause now is gone
Things were good when we were young
Is it safe to say? (c'mon c'mon)
Was it right to leave? (c'mon c'mon)
Will I never learn? (c'mon c'mon)
(c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon)
Is it safe to say? (c'mon c'mon)
Was it right to leave? (c'mon c'mon)
Will I never learn? (c'mon c'mon)
(c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon)
And know this day these deepened wounds don't heal so fast
Can't hear me croon of a million lies that speak no truth
Of a time gone by that now is through

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Shake Ya Tail Feathers

[Intro: Atlanta Braves tomahawk chop]
[Nelly (P. Diddy)]
We do it for fun
We just do it for fun
Dirty E.A.T
We do it for fun
Bad Boy (Nelly, Diddy, Murphy Lee)
We do it for fun (This is history baby)
Bend them trucks
We do it for fun (haha)
Stack them bucks
We do it for fun (Come on now)
And the band played on (yea)
Just like (I believe you cool to this)
We do it for fun
If you see me ma
We do it for fun
[P. Diddy]
Bad Boys 2, the soundtrack
Let's Go
[Verse 1: Nelly + (P. Diddy)]
Hey girl
What your name is?
Where you from?
Turn around who you came with?
Is that your ass or your momma have reindeer?
I can't explain it but damn sure glad you came here
I'm still a sucker for cornrolls, you know I never changed that (nah uh)
Your body is banging mamma, but where your brains at? (Come on)
I'm still the same cat when I was young I was running with bad boys
But now I'm older hope they saw I'm running with bad boys (that's right)
Here come another man
Unlike no other man
Candy coated whoa!
Switching in every lane
Ya'll help me
Why don't cha
Please help me
A thug is we then it's only two G
I like the cocky bow legged ones
Like white and Dominicans
Hispanics and Asians
Shake it for Nelly son
Manolos Ma-no-no's I can't tell
Everybody and their hootchies
When you do it do it well
[Braves tomahawk chop done in background of Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Nelly] Let me see you take it off
[P. D.] Girl go and take it off

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Demolition Derby

We're gonna take you to a demolition derby (yeah)
It's on a Saturday night and the boys want to rock
Gotta get some action, not yourself
Meet you at the ally
Everybody get about at night
School's out and we can't keep still
Gotta hold myself back and wait until
Tonight's the night
All hell's gonna break loose
We're gonna take you to a demolition derby
We're gonna make you topsy-turvy
We're gonna take you to a demolition derby
Now now now now now now now
The neighbors are screamin' "hey, stop that noise"
Give 'em a wink and shout "kill him, boys"
My daddy saw me now
He wouldn't let me out for a week
Trooby's got a sprain and Blondy's got his back
Noodle's with his action, better watch him for that
I've got my shoe shine in my pocket
Everybody's ready, let's go
We're gonna take you to a demolition derby
We're gonna make you topsy-turvy
We're gonna take you to a demolition derby
Now now now now right now
We're gonna take you to a demolition derby
We're gonna make you topsy-turvy
We're gonna take you to a demolition derby
Now now now now now now now NOW!
No no nooooooooooo!!
We're gonna take you to a demolition derby
We're gonna make you topsy-turvy
We're gonna take you to a demolition derby
Now now now now now now
We're gonna take you to a demolition derby
We're gonna make you topsy-turvy
We're gonna take you to a demolition derby
Now now now now now now now
We're gonna take you
We're gonna make you
We're gonna take you to a demolition derby
Now now now now now now now now
Now now n

song performed by Quiet Riot
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Mon Frere Camille

Mon frere Camille he was first class blood
W'en he come off de State las' fall,
Wearin' hees boot a la mode box toe
An' diamon' pin on hees shirt also
Sam' as dem feller on Chi-caw-go;
But now he 's no blood at all,
Camille, mon frere.

W'at 's makin' dat change on mon frere
Camille?
Wall! lissen for minute or two,
An' I 'll try feex it up on de leetle song
Dat 's geevin' some chance kin' o' help it
along
So wedder I'm right or wedder I'm wrong
You 'll know all about heem w'en I get
t'roo,
Mon frere Camille.

He never sen' leter for t' orteen year
So of course he mus' be all right
Till telegraph 's comin' from Kan-Ka-Kee
'I 'm leffin' dis place on de half pas't'ree
W'at you want to bring is de beg' buggee
An' double team sure for me t' orsday night
Ton frere Camille.'

I wish you be dere w'en Camille arrive
I bet you will say 'W'at 's dat?'
For he 's got leetle cap very lak tuque bleu
Ole habitant 's wearin' in bed, dat's true,
An' w'at do you t'ink he carry too?
Geev it up? Wall! small valise wit' de fine
plug hat.
Mon frere Camille.

'Very strange.' I know you will say right off,
For dere 's not'ing wrong wit' hees clothes,
An' he put on style all de bes' he can
Wit' diamon' shinin' across hees han'
An' de way he's talkin' lak Yankee man
Mus' be purty hard on hees nose,
Mon frere Camille.

But he 's splain all dat about funny cap,
An' tole us de reason w'y,
It seem no feller can travel far,
An' specially too on de Pullman car,
'Less dey wear leetle cap only 'cos dollarre,
Dat 's true if he never die,

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poem by William Henry Drummond
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Tilt Ya Head Back

Somebody give me a bassline
Yeah that's tight (uh)
Check, drop the drums right here
I think they missing something though (mmm, hey)
Oh, I got it (yeah)
Put some horns right here, woo (that's right)
Do it again (yeah yeah yeah yeah, ha, ohh ooh)
Give her what she want (alright), give her what she want (woo, ha)
Give her what she want, gon', give her what she want
Christina:
I see you looking, uh
Like what you see
Boy, now don't be shy
Ain't nothing but facing opportunity
Nelly:
She's right ya know (uh uh), she's right (ah)
Man, she's right ya know (uh uh), she's right (ow)
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
Christina:
It's just so easy to see (to see)
You came here looking for me but (but, uh uh)
I don't do this type of thing all the time, yeah
(Oh, you want me to) Come here boy, uh
I got a little something for ya
Nelly:
You got a little bit
Can I get a little bit, yeah yeah
Christina:
And I don't know
Nelly:
I don't know what it is
But I just want to get to know ya
Alright, alright
Yeah yeah
I need to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
I need you to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
Nelly:
Now situations, girl
They often change (listen to me)
Sometimes for the good (eh)
Sometimes for the bad, but who's to blame
Christina:

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song performed by Christina Aguilera
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Throw Ya Ls Up

Uhh, hot, fire, hot, uhh
[chorus]
L!!! who bring you the hotness?
L!!! yo, you dont wanna start with
L!!! forever keepin it locked
Its now time to rock with - l!!! - throw your ls up
[ll cool j]
Dont ever underestimate the jack the ripper
Be clear, every time he reappears, its sicker
Listen here, the mind expanded, the vision is slicker
Im long range like a miss-ile, many styles to getcha
Tear ya out the frame so the hood can get the picture
But Id rather break bread, kick knowledge and get some money witcha
Im willin and able, to smooth pounds out like witch hazel
The legend is real, Im not a fable
Captivated the screen, Im queens clark gable
If it aint a joint, bet your label, dont put it on the table
Im out for the moolah, throw better hooks than david tua
Whos the nicest? (l, you are!!)
[chorus] - repeat 2x
[ll cool j]
You dont want it with l, bship catsll get banged out
Put your flow throw a filter boy - shake the old slang out
23s in the building, watch my tongue hang out
Makin mcs scatter like multiple shots rang out
Day one since I came out, they cant put the flame out
My temp seizin, perfect reason to blow the game out
Skatin off in the navi, naw baby you cant have me
But I know cats will pay for that n lace ya - yeah, gladly
Warning, young rappers, you dont want a career?
Yall wanna keep goin platinum, yall dont wanna disappear?
Stop boppin backstage like you causin me fear
Cause you startin to get on my nerves, and thats a problem
The vets in here
[chorus] - repeat 2x
[ll cool j]
Tension on the mic, halftime highlights
L boogie bangin on em, jumpin through the skylight
You stand corrected, Im hot, so get it riddight
Im just spittin, when the middick is gripped, I spit it tiddight
Aight? oh, these various rappers is so hilarious
Who put the mic down but yall aint qualified to carry this
Your, tracks are garbage and bars are miscellaneous
So, throwin your joint at my car was spontaneous
Oh! I cant take it, why, must they fake it
Flows is fully dressed, yours is butt naked
Forever I will be, the one they came to see
Blowin mics in half baby, who else could it be but
[chorus] - repeat 4x
[ll cool j]

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song performed by LL Cool J
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Le Mendiant

C'était quand le printemps a reverdi les prés.
La fille de Lycus, vierge aux cheveux dorés,
Sous les monts Achéens, non loin de Cérynée,

Errait à l'ombre, aux bords du faible et pur Crathis,
Car les eaux du Crathis, sous des berceaux de frêne,
Entouraient de Lycus le fertile domaine.
Soudain, à l'autre bord,
Du fond d'un bois épais, un noir fantôme sort,
Tout pâle, demi-nu, la barbe hérissée:
Il remuait à peine une lèvre glacée,
Des hommes et des dieux implorait le secours,
Et dans la forêt sombre errait depuis deux jours;
Il se traîne, il n'attend qu'une mort douloureuse;
Il succombe. L'enfant, interdite et peureuse,
A ce hideux aspect sorti du fond des bois,
Veut fuir; mais elle entend sa lamentable voix.
Il tend les bras, il tombe à genoux; il lui crie
Qu'au nom de tous les dieux il la conjure, il prie,
Et qu'il n'est point à craindre, et qu'une ardente faim
L'aiguillonne et le tue, et qu'il expire enfin.

'Si, comme je le crois, belle dès ton enfance,
C'est le dieu de ces eaux qui t'a donné naissance,
Nymphe, souvent les voeux des malheureux humains
Ouvrent des immortels les bienfaisantes mains,
Ou si c'est quelque front porteur d'une couronne
Qui te nomme sa fille et te destine au trône,
Souviens-toi, jeune enfant, que le ciel quelquefois
Venge les opprimés sur la tête des rois.
Belle vierge, sans doute enfant d'une déesse,
Crains de laisser périr l'étranger en détresse:
L'étranger qui supplie est envoyé des dieux.'

Elle reste. A le voir, elle enhardit ses yeux,
. . . . . . . . et d'une voix encore
Tremblante: 'Ami, le ciel écoute qui l'implore.
Mais ce soir, quand la nuit descend sur l'horizon,
Passe le pont mobile, entre dans la maison;
J'aurai soin qu'on te laisse entrer sans méfiance.
Pour la douzième fois célébrant ma naissance,
Mon père doit donner une fête aujourd'hui.
Il m'aime, il n'a que moi: viens t'adresser à lui,
C'est le riche Lycus. Viens ce soir; il est tendre,
Il est humain: il pleure aux pleurs qu'il voit répandre.'
Elle achève ces mots, et, le coeur palpitant,
S'enfuit; car l'étranger sur elle, en l'écoutant,
Fixait de ses yeux creux l'attention avide.
Elle rentre, cherchant dans le palais splendide
L'esclave près de qui toujours ses jeunes ans

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poem by Andre Marie de Chenier
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Strange Magic

Youre sailing softly through the sun
In a broken stone age dawn.
You fly so high.
I get a strange magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic.
Youre walking meadows in my mind,
Making waves across my time,
Oh no, oh no.
I get a strange magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic.
Oh, Im never gonna be the same again,
Now Ive seen the way its got to end,
Sweet dream, sweet dream.
Strange magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic.
Its magic, its magic, its magic.
Strange magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic.
Strange magic strange magic
Oh, what a strange magic strange magic
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic.
Strange magic strange magic
Oh, what a strange magic strange magic
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic,
You know I got a strange magic,
Yeah, I got a strange magic,
Oo-o-o-oo, strange magic. (fade)

song performed by Electric Light Orchestra
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Every Sip

[Chorus]
With every sip of my drink (uhh)
I get a little bit closer (uh-huh)
And when Im tryin to re-think (yeah)
I cant really get focused (uh, uh)
I wasnt tryin to be mean
I can see that its hopeless (uhh)
Cause your persistance overpowers me
I know you rollin out with me
[Verse 1]
I was stayin at the Shore Club, leanin in the red room
Seen this tan mami, she was fresh off the sand dunes
Big bottles and models and poom-pooms
Surroundin my table, watchin me like cable
My Dolce hat was low, Versace shades
Had the Prada shoes on cause the world is a stage
Lah-lah in the air, its a sky bar affair
The glamorous life, I had my glass in the air
When my eyes connected with somethin real real nice
Like she finished her drink and started chewin on my ice
Her smile was bananas, teeth was pearly white
Thats when i realized it'll be a long night
The vibe was right, she was laced in all white
Her French manicure traced the crown on my mic
You ever try to focus, resist with all your might
But every sip you take pulls you deeper in the hype
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Im talkin tan lines, belly rings and things
DJ rubbin my thing, makin my head swing
All the honies was screamin...
cause the rocks in my ears was gleamin, oh God I must be dreamin
My vision was blurry, the party was rockin
The tools was knockin, honey wanna get it poppin
Try me best to chill, she was fresh out of Brazil
People was talkin by makin our drinks filled
What would you do, if you was a Don
in a position to wild out with a Brazilian blonde?
Or maybe you a honey and its hard to keep calm
Cause you sippin on somethin and homeboys the bomb
You dancin in your seat, and singin along
And every sip makes you feel like you need to perform
The party is packed, its just a little too warm
But you take another sip to prove that you strong
[Chorus]
[Interlude + (LL Cool J)]
I cant call it, I cant tell
Honestly, Im drunk as hell (uh-huh)
And me, I can not believeeeee (lay back baby)
This night out is windin down (uhh)

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song performed by LL Cool J
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Hurts Just A Little

Perfect love you will never find
Say goodbye to what's left
Behind
Your release is way overdue
Let your tears be a friend to you
If it hurts just a little be glad of it
Don't get caught in the middle
Thinking 'bout it
If it hurts just a little be glad of it
If you try you will see, what will be
Hurts just a little
Silent eyes make your public life
And the lies can be cold as ice
How could you ever be so blind
Bet you never ever ever thought
That love could be so kind
If it hurts just a little be glad of it
Don't get caught in the middle
Thinking 'bout it
If it hurts just a little be glad of it
If you try you will see, what will be
Hurts just a little
C'mon baby, c'mon sugar, c'mon
Honey (darlin')
C'mon baby, c'mon sugar, c'mon
Honey (darlin')
C'mon baby, c'mon sugar, c'mon
Honey (darlin')
It's a crime of passion
That's just what it means to me
If it hurt just a little be glad of it
Don't get caught in the middle
Thinking 'bout it
If it hurts just a little be glad of it
If you try you will see
If it hurt just a little be glad of it
Don't get caught in the middle
Thinking 'bout it
If hurts just a little be glad of it
If you try you will see
C'mon baby, c'mon sugar, c'mon
Honey (darlin')
C'mon baby, c'mon sugar, c'mon
Honey (darlin')
C'mon baby, c'mon sugar, c'mon
Honey (darlin')...

song performed by Donna Summer
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Mc's Ultra Part 2

[kool keith]
I have a mystical style, combined with common data
If a sucker can't catch it, to me, it doesn't matter
A fact, equivalent, to a stupid mc
I'm greater -- than the rest of them
I'ma smack every duck and beat the best of them
Til they die, and i'm tellin no lie
By a native warrior, from the bronx, cooley high
As my rhymes get tougher mc's all suffer
From the consequence, and all elegance
Your girl's on my jock and it don't make sense at all
Because we're havin a ball
Takin out all suckers, ??
Cause you got too many, to find your big group
And get paid, and try to be like me
Not another sucker duck punk toy mc
Cause we're.. "ultra"
[ced gee]
Check it
Come one, come all, we can all have a ball
Mad cristal, so son dance til you fall
Ultramag, the original bag
From "poppa large," to "mentally mad"
We keep heads fiendin
Fat beats for life son, keep heads leanin
And mad knottin
Just like picasso, see i got so
Many, dollars, i make you holler
Oooh, ced gee
Back to please, we spit the mad hits
Always legit, from bronx to harlem
Cairo, egypt, brooklyn new york
L.a. to st. lou', miami and houston
Philly too
We rock the mad ghettoes, lace the drum pads
Bless the pedal, go acapello
We got the flav
The grooves we think about, my man spaceman plays
Cause we're.. "ultra" {magnetic}
Uhh, check it "ultra" {magnetic}
Yeah, feel it, uhh "ultra" {magnetic}
Yeah, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon "ultra" {magnetic}
Moe love..
Uhh.. "ultra"
Moe love..
{magnetic}
Moe love..
"ultra"
Moe love..
{magnetic}

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song performed by Ultramagnetic Mc's
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My Generation

People try to put us d-down (talkin bout my generation)
People try to put us d-down (talkin bout my generation)
Just because we get around (talkin bout my generation)
Just because we get around (talkin bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin bout my generation)
I hope I die before I get old (talkin bout my generation)
I hope I die before I get old (talkin bout my generation)
This is my generation
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
This is my generation, baby
Why dont you all f-fade away (talkin bout my generation)
Why dont you all f-fade away (talkin bout my generation)
And dont try to dig what we all s-s-say (talkin bout my generation)
And dont try to dig what we all s-s-say (talkin bout my generation)
Im not trying to cause a big s-s-sensation (talkin bout my generation)
Im not trying to cause a big s-s-sensation (talkin bout my generation)
Im just talkin bout my g-g-g-generation (talkin bout my generation)
Im just talkin bout my g-g-g-generation (talkin bout my generation)
This is my generation
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
This is my generation, baby
Why dont you all f-fade away (talkin bout my generation)
Why dont you all f-fade away (talkin bout my generation)
And dont try to d-dig what we all s-s-say (talkin bout my generation)
And dont try to d-dig what we all s-s-say (talkin bout my generation)
Im not trying to cause a b-big s-s-sensation (talkin bout my generation)
Im not trying to cause a b-big s-s-sensation (talkin bout my generation)
Im just talkin bout my g-g-generation (talkin bout my generation)
Im just talkin bout my g-g-generation (talkin bout my generation)
This is my generation
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
This is my generation, baby
People try to put us d-down (talkin bout my generation)
People try to put us d-down (talkin bout my generation)
Just because we g-g-get around (talkin bout my generation)
Just because we g-g-get around (talkin bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin bout my generation)
Yeah, I hope I die before I get old (talkin bout my generation)
Yeah, I hope I die before I get old (talkin bout my generation)
This is my generation
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
This is my generation, baby

song performed by Who
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Like It Or Not

feat. Sleepy Brown)
All the way from Athens, the A-T-L shawty
[Bubba Sparxxx]
Uhh, Sleepy Brown
Uhh, Bubba Sparxxx
We gon' keep doin it baby
Whether you like it or not.. uhh
[Chorus: Sleepy Brown (Bubba)]
Ain't a damn thang pretty
From dirt roads to the city, uhh
(You might catch me drunk in the pub)
(Or either crunk in the club)
WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT
Don't matter where I hang
People love my twang, uhh
(Call us country or Southerners mayn)
(We gon' keep doin our thang)
WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT
[Sleepy Brown]
Rollin up So Fresh, So Clean
Wood grain, big screen TV's
Uhh, I got the bump-bump in my trunk now
Uhh, I'm 'bout to, I'm 'bout to funk
Now all the ladies seem to like my style
Guess I'll be here for a while, mmm
To see who wants to come and be with me
I'll take you back to the flat so I can show you where it's at, c'mon
Ohh, wee - look at me
Movin 'cross the floor so easily
Oh, my, can't deny
This funk starts high in the sky
I'm 'bout to get my groove on
Uhh, I'm 'bout to bust a move on 'em
Uhh, there's no-thing you can do for 'em
Uhh, cause I'm checkin the spot if you really like it or not
[Chorus]
[Bubba Sparxxx]
I know you hate it, I'ma say it to you anyway
I'm 'bout to throw them 24's on that Escalade
Still I got the Mickey T's on the Chevrolet
Z-7-1, the mere sight'll take your breath away
It's today but I'm still on it like it's yesterday
Throw me the ball, this the game that I was bred to play
And pass the cooler with this stewardess named Desire
You ain't no concern, I'ma wait and see w

song performed by Bubba Sparxxx
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