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Life Goes on
It goes one for the money, two for the show, three for my niggas who got in the back door, four for the honey dips, five for my bros, and death is my breath kept in with no flow when it is so slow you see my life dont grow and my raps only collect damn so so, because every word that I write seals my fate losing every single one of my friends today and its coade in my mind like a continual war chime and in my head yelling at the past ain't dead but its alive and many stories to tell exiting a cell only to a new jail destined to fail it seems and my positivity is trapped in dreams but I gotta let it shine to affect my team I cant go back gotta press on black yo life goes on Chorus No matter if your life is tattered and you cant fix what went wrong Life goes on No matter if your life is battered your a hook in your own theme song Life goes on your a fighter but the grip is tighter and you know that you cant stand long life goes on But its gonna get brighter, (life goes on), But its gonna get brighter, Life goes on If ever your hungry should never fell lonley cause GOD is with you If I would know I could make a return give me frankenses mern his ashes in the urn but learn Life goes on chat the psalm I sing solomon songs a little trouble be gone will be like wrong with this Im sickens Rhyme kicken consiousness and times slipping thats why Im taking risks Its us prosicuted without cause the law and all of them chases an outlaw who did nothing to know one he just dont understand who he where he comes from but I know when your playing there game your stuck on this airplane youll always be fair game Survival your liable ta go nuts but still gotta hold up I know it gets tough believe Life Goes On Chorus Truth is told but you cant go,( Live for life and love levatating mix) 3x times Chorus |
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| 4:20 |
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(Intro)
This is for the girls that used to diss me Now they all just...wanna diss me (Chorus) It's an identity crisis (repeat 3X) I do not know what to do Grow dreads or sport a bald head I don't know It's an identity crisis (repeat 3X) I do not know what to do Wear Nikes or be Dick Van Dike I don't know (Verse) I was walking down the street To a funky beat Feeling real nice Feeling real neat Had a little money so I had something to eat Sitting alone so I kicked up my feet And what do you know another freakazoid Had a little confidence and didn't feel void Stood up slow to dust myself off Not too hard, not too soft She was shopping at Miller's Outpost dude She looked 14, I was that plus two I was kinda dusty cause I just finished skatin' Went over to her and she started hesitatin' I tried to ignore it, then I kicked my game And ever since then I never been the same She looked me up and down to check my stilo Before I said a word, she said she had to go I said "Can I come?" Started kicking my drag She paused for a minute, listened to what I had I said, "Can we talk over the phone or something Instead of in the mall, be all alone or something" She said "No thanks, it just don't feel right Cause you walk black and act white" (say word?) And as she walked away I could hear the ricochet And it's effect on my whole dang life (Chorus) So I grew out my hair, switched up my clothes Down with LA Symph and I rocked some shows Dancing and acting a fool and stuff But in the back of their mind is it all a bluff Am I doin' all of this just to cover it up All of my insecurities is hovering up Either I gotta act silly or I gotta act tough Either I think I'm the best or I'm bout to get cut Do I rock hip hop or do I wear some slacks? Look like your homeboy or look like your dad? Should I sing a little more or should I stick to rap? And if I sing a little too much will they think it's black Or just a little too white to fit a Harlem night They wanna put a handcuff on the things that I write Now it's a fight just to write a freakin' normal song Either it's too long or just wrong (Chorus) This is for the girls that used to diss me Now all you wanna do is... |
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| 4. |
| 3:35 |
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(Intro)
Shake it off. Lord, I won't do this song This is a fight with myself I wanna gain much wealth I wanna live by myself But I'm surrounded by.. I'll keep that to myself I'm so stupid (Verse) Well hello my little friends and look at them run I'm still at home with no ends and look at them run Hopping in a tricked out Benz and look at them run While I'm clocking in as a temp look at them run It is too late now to affect the whole world, or is it just dated now? They could care less who invaded now Really am I silly with the dreams of the milli'? Top billing with a big fat record deal-ly First I buy a house way up on the hill-ly Then I get a girly dressed like Mr. Furley Met her in Nashville or was it Philly? Her hair so curly and look at me burly But my dream deferred, I felt the same words that Langston heard I watched them pass and it seemed absurd A decade of dreaming And it seeming that they just run away with my verbs And its.. (CHORUS) Deception. Look at them dancing in the field goal Deception. I look at me and I'm getting old Deception. How many records have I really sold? Deception. Whoops I did it again boy. (2X) (Verse) Ten years ago I woke up with a dream in my hand Ran for a couple of yards, but tripped and fell to my hands And then got up because the Lord Almighty told me He can Ran for a couple of more, and tripped and fumbled again And people asking what you getting up for go get a job but I gotta carry out this dream or my life I rob And when I'm gonna work for 45 years up in the mall And when I'm old and gray wondering where's my calling? And I'd rather die now than never wonder how Never ever try now Coulda' woulda' shoulda' will be All I sigh how Can I live a mediocre Life and not ever ask you why Are we hear specifically not mundane But a gifted people We must shine and it must be equal Live your life cause there is no sequel Oh it's a reception (CHORUS) (Bridge) Hey, Hey, wait I'm called to do something I don't know exactly what it is but I'm hunting Getting lost in this record biz and I'm fumbling Oops I did it again boy (REPEAT) (CHORUS) (2x) |
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| 3:43 |
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I met you at the age of 21
Lookin so fine like a young ripe plum I was the gardener, you were the nun I was maverick, you were the girl on top gun I pursued you with young freshman eyes Stomach too small for what the eyes realized Thought I can handle it, I took you by the hand And I asked you to marry me, I knelt on the sand You said yes, never a second guess Wait a few years to have babies was the plan Made my dream's hope, got a 8 to 4 Workin' as a stock clerk at Nabisco But I loved you, I put you first above all Raised you high, so that you would never fall We got more close sexually, daily, slipped up And got you pregnant with a baby Upset your parents, didn't tell mine I told you it would be okay in time I looked in your eyes, pretend to grin Said that I love you and your my best friend Told you to trust me until the end 'Til death do us part, that was the start But I'm leaving, (I told you I would never lie) I'm sorry but I'm leaving, (But I'm not that type of guy) I'm sorry my dear... I had to have a meeting with your dad I was very nervous, he was very sad You were going joggin, I was very glad I knew what I did and I knew what I had It was your attention, I had time to stall I told him I'd get a second job at the mall He said okay but filled with disbelief I said good-bye, filled with relief Cuz I knew I didn't want to, knew I didn't plan this Knew I had to give all of my goals just to stand this And that really sucked, I was so young All I ever wanted was to rap and have fun Now I had to work, then I really thought about it Did I really have to? Or would he have thought about it? I thought I had to do it for myself It was my life, it belonged to no one else So I planned to leave a thief in the night Disappear with a trace, let them know I felt like I looked in your eyes, pretend to grin Said that I love you and your my best friend Told you to trust me until the end 'Til death do us part, that was the start But I'm leaving, (I told you I would never lie) I'm sorry but I'm leaving, (But I'm not that type of guy) I'm sorry my dear... Four years past, I'm still spending my wills Still making demos, looking for a record deal You found my act, was bumped into my friend Sent me a letter told me silence had to end You had a daughter, named her Emily And everytime she looked at you felt like me She was asking questions, "Where is my dad? And what did he do mommy to make you so mad?" You said I had to come and finally meet my girl I said that I would if, only I could Showed up at the door it was answered by her I knew by her eyes that I was her father I knelt to your level, said, "Who are you?" You said, "Emily", I said, "How cute" I walked you in, holding your hand You showed me your bedroom, I took us slow and You said "Daddy, where have you been? I hope you never ever have to leave again" I looked in your eyes, pretend to grin Said that I love you and your my best friend Told you to trust me until the end 'Til death do us part, that was the start But I'm leaving I'm sorry but I'm leaving I'm sorry my dear... |
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| 2:28 |
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| 3:56 |
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| 3:00 |
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Intro:
Starbucks is in the house and Barnes and Noble is in the house and AMC you in the house and 3rd Street, you in the house and Luna Sol Cafe is in the house and Walmart is in the house and Taco Bell is in the house Aaaaali!!! I used to wake up early for work 6 am on the Metro without a perk Had to open the bookstore and press my shirt Cause I had to pay the rent or I was out on dirt My drawer was comin' up short They thought I was stealin" Had to fill a report I said, "My God! I ain't goin' through this" Walked home with an attitude to handled my business Chorus: Life can drive you crazy Opticals are hazy All I wanna do is be lazy But I gotta get up and graze the field (2X) Oh my wife be comin' on home Talkin' about her day and I try not to roam See all I wanna do is make a beat And the only interruption's when it's time to eat I know that it is rude But a man's got a short attention span, it's true (Right? Yeah!) See all my ni***s know G's up Ho.... (John!) I'm just playing, I'm just playing come on! Chorus Bridge: Donnie, Donnie on the keyboards Ladies, Fellas, put your hands up Donnie, thank you See, I know that it's hard But we have to ??????? Everybody just shout, come on let it out (4X) Chorus |
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| 3:29 |
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(Intro)
I do this for my family reunions This is for my grandma All my people in Nebraska My cousin Simeon A check it out a check it out (Verse) Hello everybody, how do you do My name's Pigeon Johnny LA symph's the crew I know what you're thinking Who is this fool My name's Pigeon Johnny I make the ladies drool Not really but it sounds cool though (Chorus) All my party people in the place go (Hey) All my nerds on the internet go (Hey) If you showing up late to work go (Hey) All my college drop out niggaz go (Hey) If you're working temp jobs let's go (Hey) All the black white girls let's go (Hey) To all the white black girls let's to (Hey) To all the prettier Whittier girls let's go (Verse) Met her at the Derby Over the weekend I said my name's Pigeon Johnny And she grinned I said can I get the 7 digits And she said "NO" I said but but but but but, my name's Pigeon Johnny She said she had to go Not really but it sounds cool though (Chorus) (Verse) One time for your mind you'll find Pigeon Jack dipped and well equipped wIth a rhyme 100% I dodge dent try to repent but usually fall when I start to climb I'm modern day saint PJ 6th and Alvarado becomes a cliche Never that change format And double that double down Jack Don't ask him but what she say Cause I don't really care what they think Tomorrow they'll be doing my song and will be claiming it's new And 2 years ago they used to say that ain't even hip hop Now they dipped in a Sinatra suit Acting real silly thinking PJ's a joke But they'll be doing exactly what I do I tell you what I'll give you my style right now to save time Cause it takes time for you to chew obviously (Chorus) That's what I'm saying y'all All the way from Mexico To 6th and Alvardo Put your hands down and roll y'all |
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| 3:20 |
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Chorus:
I think that i'm falling slowly and i don't wanna get up I kinda like it down here all I can do is look up When noone's looking i can do exactly what I want I'm going to Orange County I'm going to Orange County Heh it's kinda risky When me and friends start drinking whiskey Now we spinning and grinning and feeling frisky Throwing bottles out the window like a frisbee Outside yelling at the stars tipsy Trying to find God screaming where is he? Friends grabbing on my sleeves trying to save me Covering my mouth and thought that He gave me And now we sipping the room taking shots like medicine Calming the storms up in the head again Way ahead of excedrine slipping feeling words Spill out the mouth until we freaking hit the bed again And I used to to youth group that what I thinking In the corner with my head down sobbing the truth I got my n***s in the kitchen drinking around the stove Laughing loud and hugging and the 'bout to explode Chorus That's when i stand crooked start cussing at my friends Swinging my fist take another shot of Hen Everything seems right everything seems frantic Everything gleams slow motion like trantic Take another sip piss on the carpet All I hear is fuzz all i feel is buzz All I need is Love all i need is hope Hanging on the walls and i'm trying not to float Trying not to choke up swallowing my throw up Watching CKY with my homeys tore up Get a call from my girl and i'm trying to explain That my love in the end only succumes to pain Then I hang up in mid thought and i feel caught In the middle of a hurricane spinning in a loft Then i start pop locking blowing out my snot In the bathroom crying and can't stop lying Chorus Oh God why does it have to be this way Never again I promise never this much make it stop ok Make it stop Dude please I'll do whatever you say But let me finish off my Alize Chrous |
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There once was a goat by the name of Sam
Sam ate grass stayed away from ham An old little goat with a lot of regrets Sam didn't fit in with the rest of the pets He did his own thing let his hair grow long Went into the mountains to write some songs Down from the hill he began to tread And all the younger goats, they began to dread "Awe here comes Sam the Goat, the one and only master" Quote unquote Sam made friends that put on shows Made money from the rich and wore fancy clothes They set up an event Thursday afternoon The whole town came to hear Sam's new tune The old goat clicked onto the stage Sung one song and the crowd was amazed Chorus: The goat, come on, goat, come on Goat, come on, goat, everybody! (2x) Sam made riches Sam made girls Touched four points of the globe in one twirl Custom made goat suits and Prada boots Let everybody know that the goat had loot Now Sam kinda like the way this made him feel Sam got prideful Sam got ill Started doin' coke in the back of the bus Drinking white russians out of plastic cups Smacking his manager spitting on fans Made the headlines without a marketing plan Four star hotels five star cds Dinner in London goats on four knees Sam the old goat was on top of the world And all the younger ones wanted to steal his pearls Private goat jets daily death threats Sam didn't fit in with the rest of the pets Chorus Soon the old goat felt all alone And his list of regrets turned into a tall poem: the goat |
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| 3:00 |
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| 3:11 |
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Intro:
I can't do it anymore, it's just me and the pen now Chorus: I know the pressure's in the air A half a million spent and yet you act like you don't care Cause I've seen and read just how easy it is Just throw a rap onto a beat and that's the record biz I know... Come my way, come my way Up in the place, my label wants a hit song So I can blow up like Mase And that's easy right? Just put a little rap upon the beat And just freak it until it's tight Throw a hook on it Boom there you go Cast it into the lake of consumerism And bloom it's that easy It's like 1,2,3, bingo check my new single Look at Pigeon John as he sings and dance They don't even understand that I have wet my pants With a demented grin I just shake their hands Then go back to the studio and wait for chance Chorus I know the pressure's in the air A half a million spent and yet you act like you don't care Cause I've seen and read just how easy it is Just throw a rap onto a beat and that's the record biz And now I'm falling Don't know what to do now And now I'm falling Where the heck is my crew now And now I'm falling Oh and what am I to do? When my head's drained and dry With no point of view? I'll just...well forget it, I'll just do what I did To get me in the first place when I was I kid I'll make a song about cheerleaders, Cadillacs, Silverlake, White girls, jealousy which then turns to hate, Trader Joe's, ex-girlfriends, and cheap clothes Swingers at three and never do forget "Oooh Weee" And plus insecurity is the key When they're marketing me to society And I'm broke but that's good for publicity Cause it shows the human side of buying my cd Chorus |
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| 5:12 |
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Here I go again
Drifting from home And I'm all alone Driving on the 10 Freeway late at night Going towards the shore But what the he** for Cause all we gonna do is fight Chorus: I'm pretending what I feel Trapped inside what's not real And you tell me all I need to know Yet it blows away and I'm all a... And here I am Standing at your door Just like before Cause it's all a game They named us as pawns And we're pros at this That's when we kiss And lost what was gone Gasping for air Searching for ground Sinking in my sound But there's nothing there Chorus I'm all alone and I'm all alone (repeat) I'm sorry now What was I to do I'm way past blue Makes me wonder how Could I sink so deep Drowning in my tears Can't even see my peers I think I'll go to sleep Chorus And I'm all alone (repeat) I am near you, I am near you my son (repeat) My son my son My dear son my son Come home come home My dear son Come home come home... |
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