American Gangster (아메리칸 갱스터) by Marc Streitenfeld [ost] (2007) by Marc Streitenfeld (보컬) on maniadb.com

Wish I could see through
See deep into you
And know what you're thinking now
And if I were to need it
I need some kind of sign
Let me know cuz I can't read your mind

Are you in?
Or am I in this on my own?
I need some clue from you
Let me know babe

(CHORUS)
Do you feel you?
Do you read me?
Tell me am I gettin through to you
I wanna know,
are you with me?
Are you listenin?
Baby, is my message gettin through?
Do it me baby, oh babe, cuz I can feel you

You play it so cool
Won't let nothin' show through
Won't show what you're feelin now, no
And you like to keep keepin' me
Keeping me here in the dark
And I can't see through into your heart
Let me in, in on this mystery
Cuz I just can't stay in this guessing game

(CHORUS)

And don't keep me hangin on the line, baby
Tell me if you want me
And if you don't just let me know
Just answer one question
Don't keep me here guessing
Tell me now

(CHORUS)

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

I was the third brother of five
Doing whatever I had to do to survive
I'm not saying what I did was all right
Trying to break out of the ghetto was a day-to-day fight

Been down so long, getting up didn't cross my mind
But I knew there was a better way of life that I was just trying to find
You don't know what you'll do until you're put under pressure
Across 110th Street is a hell of a tester

Across 110th Street
Pimps trying to catch a woman that's weak
Across 110th Street
Pushers won't let the junkie go free
Across 110th Street
Woman trying to catch a trick on the street, ooh, baby
Across 110th Street
You can find it all in the street

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-oh-oh

I got one more thing I'd like to talk to y'all about right now

Hey, brother, there's a better way out
Snorting that coke, shooting that dope, man, you're copping out
Take my advice, it's either live or die
You got to be strong if you want to survive

The family on the upper side of town
Would catch hell without a ghetto around
In every city you'll find the same thing going down
Harlem is the capital of every ghetto town
Help me sing it

Across 110th Street
Pimps trying to catch a woman that's weak
Across 110th Street
Pushers won't let the junkie go free
Oh, across 110th Street
A woman trying to catch a trick on the street, ooh, baby
Across 110th Street
You can find it all
In the street
Yes, you can

Oh, look around you, look around you
Look around you, look around you
Yeah
Yeah

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Good GOD almighty
Im here to party
Where yu hiding
Go on move ya body
N in da middle of it all
Start doin a dance
And give yurself
A soul clap

Itsa stooone
Cold, cold, funk yea.

(its pretty smooth..)
It so smoooth,
Smooth, smooth, git-on-down!
Itsa stooone (ITSa STONE yea)
Cold, cold, funk yea.
(git on down, git-on-down, down, dow, dow,..)
It so smoooth, (smOOOth)
Smooth, smooth, git-on-down!

Hold On, I'm Coming

Don't you ever, be sad
Lean on me, hen times get bad
When the day come,
and you know your down
In a river of trouble, your bout to drown

Hold on, cause I'm coming
Hold on, I'm coming

I'm on my way, your lover where
If your cold, I will be your cover
Never have to worry, because I am here
You dont need to suffer, cause I am near

Say
Hold on cause I'm coming
Hold on cause I'm coming
Hold on, cause I'm coming
Hold on, I'm coming

Lemme hear ya'll
You talk to me
For satisfaction, oh, hold on
Call my name, oh,
call my name yeah for quick reaction
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Oh dont you ever,
oh dont you ever, be sad,
I want you to lean on me,
when times get bad,
When the day comes,
and I know you been around,
In a river o trouble,
you you you you about to drown

Hold on I'm coming
Hold on cause I'm coming
Hold on cause I'm coming
Hold on I'm coming
(just hold on baby)
Hold on, I'm coming (here i come)
Hold on, I'm coming (take my hand)
Hold on, (dont you ever)
I'm coming (here I come)