Adam F

Straight outta Compton, crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
From the gang called Niggaz With Attitudes
When I'm called off, I got a sawed off
Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off
You too, boy, if ya fuck with me
The police are gonna hafta come an

A to tha L to tha I to tha G-izzy
J to tha U to tha L I E-zzy,
S to tha H to tha A double G-izzy, Y
Rude boys gettin busy.
(x2)

Rub them off with ya love and affection,
This will probably be your protection,
Stick it to your heart contention,
Anything fo me julie (aight).

Now there goes some mmm we make a connection,
She heard me voice and get a nipp.....ere..,
We be bangin to a shaggy selection,
One time for me julie (aight).

Julie, u know ur lovin ur truly,
From my head down to my gooly,
You turn me on wiv ya big babylons.
(x2)

I need a cure for this thing im feelin,
Shaggy needs some sexual healin,
I wanna reach and touch tha ceilin,
When im knobbin me julie (aight).

Me and tha king had a late night dealing,
Worst of all its just a piece im stealin,
I see ya face and its all over im believin,
When im knobbin my julie (aight).

Julie, u know me lovin ur truly,
From my head down to my gooly,
Woman u turn me on wiv ya big babylons.
(x2)

Hear this shaggy me can rap too (eh yo eh yo eh yo)
She was fitter than J Lo, next to you shes just a minger,
Fitter than Destiny's Child, well apart from the lead singer ,
Shes fitter than the spice girls, includin tha ginger,
Give it a finger cos me wants to be in yer,
They was claimin that our love was wrong,(yeah)
The people just stared and said it was too long, (uh)
But it ain't a crime to have a 12inch
(a wut, dong, dong, dong, dong).

Julie, u know me lovin ur truly,
From my head down to my gooly,
Woman u turn me on wiv ya big babylons.
(x2)

A to tha L to tha I to tha G-izzy,
J to tha U to tha L I E-zzy,
S to tha H to tha A double G-izzy, Y
Rude boyz get busy.
(x2)

Julie, u know me lovin ur truly,
From my head down to my gooly,
Woman u turn me on wiv ya big babylons.
(x2)

[Verse One]
I'm the most critically acclaimed, rap bitch in the game
Coast to coast, stash the gat in holster girl
Dark skinned, Christian Dior poster girl
Mo' rockin Timbs bitch and the Gucci loafers girl
Niggaz say I'm too pretty to spit rhymes this gritty
Fuck y'all thought? Be dancin around in suits like I'm {Diddy}
Pretty, show niggaz how we run this city
Respect my name, Boogie nigga, stay in ya lane
Like The Hurricane, rains on bitches like Sugar Shane
And dare one of y'all rappin chicks to mention Fox name
"What's Beef?" Beef is when bitches think it's sweet
See y'all frontin in the streets and let my gat meet ya

1- Why Yoooooooo, Why yo yo yo
Why Yoooooooo, Why yagga ya yo
Why Yoooooooo, Why yo yo yo
Why Yoooooooo, Why yagga ya yo (yagga yo)

[Verse Two]
Check, uhh
It's like I'm in my own fuckin world, I speak how I feel
Sometimes I feel like I'm just too fuckin real
I love to stack riches, no disrespect y'all
I respect the rap game, but I don't fuck with rap bitches
I'm speakin from my heart
It's not that I'm too good, I'm just hood
Been like this from the fuckin start
Since I bust my gun in ninety-six
Y'all never see me flick up with them fake-ass chicks
Bitches smile up in your face, turn around and pop shit
You a industry bitch, I'm a in the streets bitch
I might breeze through Prada, Chloe or Tiffs
But, other than that it's just me and my six

repeat 1

[Verse Three]
I dream filthy
My moms and pops mixed it with the Trini' rum and whiskey
Uhh, proper set off
Six sped off, gats let off, I speak calm
Gangsta, and pours off like Screechie Don, bwoy
Who y'all know rock Prada like Fox
Pop bottles in the back of the cellar with Donatella
Cartier wrist wear, Pasha Kay face
Got niggaz stand in line just to get a sneak taste
Act like y'all don't know I keeps gat beneath waist
And like a hundred thou' each crib in each safe
When Fox come through she have a gun in the place
I'm like Marion Jones, what, who the FLUCK wan' race?
Listen, never trippin, never catch Brown slippin
Fuck, y'all only nice around mics like Pippen
Shit, to all my thugs that's Blood'n or Crip'n
I'm still shittin, still lowridin and switch-hittin nigga

repeat 1 - 2X

Artist/Band: ja rule
title: put it on me

Ja Rule: where would i be without my babayy?
the thought alone might break meee... and i don't
wanna go crazy. but every thug needs a ladaay.

girl it feel like you and i been born together, inseparable,
get your chain on for pleasure. for that, you'll forever be
part of me.. my body and soul. ain't no "I didn't win." BABBAYY.

when you cry who wipes your tears? when you scared who's tellin you
there's nothin to fear? girl i'll always be there. when you need a shoulder
to lean on, never hesitate. know when you can call on.. it's on me, and vise-versa.
that's why i be the first ta see Jacob, frost your wrists up. now ya owe meh.
i know your tired of being lonely.. so baby girl put it on meh.

*chorus* (2x)
where would i be without you? (uhh)
i only think about you. (yeah)
i know your tired of being lonely.. (lonely)
so baby girl put it on me. (put it on me)

Vita: YO, and i appreciate the rocks and gifts
that you cock me baby. And that house on the hill
when you drop like 80. On the downpayment, thinking
"damn ain't life gravey." and ever since for my hunnie
i've been twice the lady. what would i do without the
nites that you kept me warm? when this cold world had
a whirl caught in a storm. and i accept who you wit when
you caught in your wrong. and respect when you flip cuz our
love is strong. and when you hit the block, i watch the tin
fall. and when my popps was asleep.. snuck in the back door.
babyboy, we been down since jr. high. so when life get hot
in july, it's the world against you and i. be ballin, tied
together and never part from the heart.. knew that it would
last forever. when you told mehh you would never leave me
lonellyy so babyboy put on me.

*chorus*

Ja Rule: since sweet bananas, it's been you and i. a tear
for a tear, an eye for an eye. and you know that my heart
gone cry, if you leave me.. lonely. cuz you not just my
love.. you my homie. who's gonna console me? MY LOVE. I'm
outta control.. hold me MY LOVE CUZ I'M YOURS. and i don't
wanna do nothing to hurt my babygirl. if this was our world,
it'd be all yours babbayy. the thought alone might break mehh.
and i don't wanna go crazzayy.. cuz every thug needs a ladayy
YAY-YEAHHH..

AH. feelin you babygirl, them eyes ain't lyin. wash away all
the tears. there'll be no more cryin BABAAY. and you complete
meeh.. and i would die if you ain't with mehh.. so
babygirl put it on mehh.

*chorus* (4x)

To all my ladies what I know you feel the flava

Yo
It's a misteeq flipper, yeh, UK
Make way for the l - l - laydeez
This is how we do it in a UK vibe
(this is how we do it)

Ha its the Misteeq girls upon the Rishi Rich vibe
(This is how we do it)
This is how we do it, it's Friday night
And I feel all right
The party's here on the West side
So I reach for my 40 and I turn it up
Designated driver turn the keys to my truck
Hit the show 'cause I'm faded
Guys in the street say, "girls, yo you made it"

It feels so good in my hood tonight
The summertime skirts and the guys they can eye
All the gang bangers forgot about the drive-by
You gotta get your groove on, before you go get paid
So tip up your cup and throw your hands up
And let me hear the party say

I'm kinda buzzed and it's all because (This is how we do it)
The UK does it like nobody does (This is how we do it)
All my neighbours check out much flava (This is how we do it)
Let's flip the track, bring the old school back
(This is how we do it)

This is how we do it, all hands are in the air
And wave them from here to there
If you're an O.G. mack or a wanna-be playa
You see the hood's been good to me
Ever since I was a lower-case G
But now I'm a big G, the guys see I got the money
Dollar dollar bill y'all

If you were from where I'm from then you would know
That I gotta get mine in a big black truck
You can get yours in a 6 - 4
Whatever it is, the party's underway
So tip up your cup and throw your hands up
And let me hear the party say

I'm kinda buzzed, and it's all because (This is how we do it)
The UK does it like nobody does (This is how we do it)
L - O - N, D - O - N, (This is how we do it)all my homies
Let's flip the track, bring the old school back
(This is how we do it)

Oh, Im buzzin because (This is how we do it)
The UK does it like nobody does, (This is how we do it)
L - O - N, D - O - N, (This is how we do it) all my homies
I'll never come back with an old school track
(This is how we do it)
Check it out!

Once upon a time in '94
Misteeq made no money and life sure was slow
And all they said the 5'8" we stood
And people thought the music that we made was good
There lived a D.J. P.D.S was his name
He came up to me and this is what he said
You and them girls are gonna make some cash
Sell a million records and we'll make in a dash" what

I'm kinda buzzed (This is how we do it)
Misteeq does it like nobody does (This is how we do it)
L - O - N, D - O - N, (This is how we do it)
We'll never come back on an old school track
(This is how we do it)

We've got the flava (To all my ladies, what,
I know you feel the flava,)
UK got the flava , UK, make way for the l - l - laydeez
Misteeq got the flava (This is how we do it)
Lets flip the track, bring the old school back
(This is how we do it)

Freak me baby (ah yeah)
Freak me baby (yeah just like that)
Freak me baby (c'mon.....c'mon)
Freak me baby

Let me lick you up and down
Til' you say stop
Let me play with your body baby
Make you real hot
Let me do all the things you want me to do
Cuz tonight baby I wanna get freaky with you

Baby don't you understand
I wanna be your nasty man
I wanna make your body scream
then you will know just what I mean
(then you know what I mean)
24 carat gold
Don't want the night to grow cold
I wanna lick you up and down
(And) then I wanna lay you down
C'mon sexy

Let me lick you up and down
Til' you say stop
(Everytime I think about Your Love I want to lick You down)
Let me play with your body baby
Make you real hot
(And when You get so freaky girl You know I want to love you now)
Let me do all the things you want me to do
Cuz tonight baby I wanna get freaky with you

I love the taste of whipped cream
(Hey)
Spread it on top of me
You know I can't resist you girl
I'll fly you all around the world
(all around the world)
I wanna see your body drip
(oh baby)
C'mon let me take a sip
Take off what you cherish most
Cuz when I like to brag or boast

Let me lick you up and down
Til' you say stop
(Everytime I think about You're Love I want to lick You down)
Let me play with your body baby
Make you real hot
(And when You get so freaky girl You know I want I want to love you now)
Let me do all the things you want me to do
Cuz tonight baby I wanna get freaky with you

Let me lick you up and down
Til' you say stop
(Everytime I think about You're Love I want to lick You down)
Let me play with your body baby
Make you real hot
(And when You get so freaky girl You know I want I want to love you now)
Let me do all the things you want me to do
Cuz tonight baby I wanna get freaky with you

Let me lick you up and down to make Youre bounted body wanna scream
Everytime I think about your Love I want to lick you down
Let me freak you all night long and girl, then you will know just what
I mean
And when You get so freaky girl You know I want to love you now
Let me lick you up and down to make Youre bounted body wanna scream
Cuz tonight baby I wanna get freaky with you

Let me lick you up and down
Til' you say stop
(Everytime I think about You're Love I want to lick You down)
Let me play with your body baby
Make you real hot
(And when You get so freaky girl You know I want to love you now)
Let me do all the things you want me to do
Cuz tonight baby I wanna get freaky with you
*Fading Out*

[Intro]
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Shake dat ass (pop it, pop it)
Shake dat ass (pop it, pop it)
Shake dat ass (pop it, pop it)
Shake dat ass (pop it, pop it)
Shake dat ass (pop it, pop it)
Shake dat ass (pop it, pop it)

[Hook]
Said it must be ya ass cause it ain't ya face
I need a tipdrill, I need a tipdrill
I said it must be ya ass cause it ain't ya face
I need a tipdrill, I need a tipdrill
Said if ya see a tipdrill point her out, where she at
Point her out, where she at
Point her out, there she goooooes
Said if ya see a tipdrill point her out, where she at
Point her out, where she at
Point her out, there she goooooes

[Verse 1]
I'ma sucka for corn rows and manicured toes (hey!)
And Applebottom capri's and Parasuco's (alright!)
High saddity or city, with one or two clothes
I'm draftin 'em right out of highschool straight into the pros
Who knows, I knows (eh!)
I love it when you be makin your knees touch your elbows
Takin it down low
To the flo', and there you go
Now throw it on me slow
And er'ytime I +Busta Rhyme+, baby 밎imme Some Mo?You say you likin that
When I be hittin it from behind and I be rightin back
Ye that's my very next line when I be speakin my mind
I spit the same game to a pigeon or fine dime
(eh!) Talkin that shit about the 'Tics
Somebody pro'lly jealous cause they bitch got hit
But ain't nobody else talking shit like this
Should we apologize? (Hell nah! Hell nah!)

[Chorus]
We be like undele, undele, mami E.I. E.I. (oh oooooh!)
What's poppin tonight?
Undele, undele, mami E.I. E.I. (oh ooooooh!)
Well if the head right, I be there er'ynight
Undele, undele, mami E.I. E.I. (oh oooooh!)
What's poppin tonight?
Undele, undele, mami E.I. E.I. (oh ooooooh!)
Well if the head right, I be there er'ynight

[Verse 2]
'Til the break of dawn (dawn)
You see our money long (long)
Matter fact I'm takin the skirt right along with the thong (thong)
Some say I'm wrong, but fuck it I'm grown (grown)
I'm about 20-somethin with 2 of my own
Nigga I flash it (oh!)
Double takes when you past me, nasty
Don't be scurred boo, come on just ask me
I drive fastly I'm like Jeff Gordon
I switch the raid on the S and kept that Navigation
System cranked, blaze'on
It's smellin amaze'on
Got three chicks rollin' out black, white and Asian
Another one pag-in tellin me to come home
He jus left the house and he ain't comin back home
I use the V-12 power, I be there in an hour
Matter fact, you keep the door open I'll catch you shower
Bring it back over girl, I hear you gettin louder
And the same shit gon' happen if you use the word ours eh!

[Chorus]

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
We runnin through a whole pound - of that sticky
Hydro got my whole mouth - feelin icky
I pour Crissy down a hoe's mouth - just cause she picked me
Back stage when my shows out - tell em what you mean
I mean four inches when we roll ouuut - come and get me
Rock the platinum and brought the gold out - who all wit me?
I already got my fo' out - cocked
Plus I got many niggas wanna show ouuuuut!
In the Escalade
(you know) Powder baby blue leather seats gucci
And Jack Frosty
Roger the Rabbit and Bugsy
Go back like there no socks in rugby
If you compare me to any other MC on originality
For s'all in the jewlery
I gotta top three
I gotta be cocky
If you ready to leave Holly, see you in Maui

[Chorus]

eh! eh! eh! (oh oooh!) eh! eh! eh! eh!
uh! uh! uh! uh! Well if the head right, I be there er'ynight!
eh! ye!
uh! uh! uh! uh!

[Hook]

Fight The Power
Shocklee - Sadler - Ridenhour
1989 the number another summer (get down)
Sound of the funky drummer
Music hittin' your heart cause I know you got sould
(Brothers and sisters, hey)
Listen if you're missin' y'all
Swingin' while I'm singin'
Givin' whatcha gettin'
Knowin' what I know
While the Black bands sweatin'
And the rhythm rhymes rollin'
Got to give us what we want
Gotta give us what we need
Our freedom of speech is freedom or death
We got to fight the powers that be
Lemme hear you say
Fight the power
As the rhythm designed to bounce
What counts is that the rhymes
Designed to fill your mind
Now that you've realized the prides arrived
We got to pump the stuff to make us tough
from the heart
It's a start, a work of art
To revolutionize make a change nothin's strange
People, people we are the same
No we're not the same
Cause we don't know the game
What we need is awareness, we can't get careless
You say what is this?
My beloved lets get down to business
Mental self defensive fitness
(Yo) bum rush the show
You gotta go for what you know
Make everybody see, in order to fight the powers that be
Lemme hear you say...
Fight the Power
Elvis was a hero to most
But he never meant shit to me you see
Straight up racist that sucker was
Simple and plain
Mother fuck him and John Wayne
Cause I'm Black and I'm proud
I'm ready and hyped plus I'm amped
Most of my heroes don't appear on no stamps
Sample a look back you look and find
Nothing but rednecks for 400 years if you check
Don't worry be happy
Was a number one jam
Damn if I say it you can slap me right here
(Get it) lets get this party started right
Right on, c'mon
What we got to say
Power to the people no delay
To make everybody see
In order to fight the powers that be
(Fight the Power)

Party people, party people
Can y'all get funky?
Soul Sonic Force can y'll get funky?
The Zulu Nation can y'll get funky?
Just hit me, just taste the funk and hit me
Just get on down and hit me
Bambaataa's jus' gettin'
So funky, now, hit me just hit me

Just start to chase your dreams
Up out your seats, make your body sway
Socialize, get down, let your soul lead the way
Shake it now, go ladies, it's a livin' dream
Love life, live come play the game,
Our world is free do what you want but scream

We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males both headed all for the disco
The D. J. plays your favorite blasts
Takes you back to the past, music's magic (poof)
Bump bump bump get bump with some flash, people
Rock rock to the Planet Rock, don't stop
Rock rock to the Planet Rock, don't stop

The Soul Sonic Force, Mr. Biggs, Pow Wow and M. C. Globe
We emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free be what you be, be
Rock rock to the Planet Rock, don't stop
Rock rock to the Planet Rock, don't stop

You're in a place where the nights are hot
Where nature's children dance and set a chance
On this Mother Earth, which is our rock
The time has come, and work for soul,
Show you really got soul
Are you ready hump bump bump,
Get bump, now let's go, house

Twist and turn, the you let your body slide
You got the body rock and pop, bounce and pounce
Everybody just rock it, don't stop it
Gotta rock it, don't stop
Keep tickin' and tockin',
Work it all around the clock

Everybody keep rockin' and clockin'
And shockin' and rockin', go house
Everybody say, rock it, don't stop it (Crowd repeats)
Well hit me, Mr. Biggs (Crowd repeats)
Pow Wow (Crowd repeats)
G-L-O-B-E (Crowd repeats)
The Soul Sonic Force

You gotta rock it, pop it, 'cause it's the century
There is such a place tht creates such a melody
Our world is but a land of a master jam, get up and dance
It's time to chase your dreams
Up out your seats, make your body sway
Socialize, get down, let your soul lead the way
Shake it now, go ladies, it's a livin' dream
Love life, live, zih, zih, zih, zih, zih (ad lib)

Everybody say, rock it, don't stop it (Crowd repeats)
Everybody say, shock it and pop it (Crowd repeats)
Everybody say, ich me sun chi (Crowd repeats)
Say, Planet Rock (Crowd repeats)
It's the sure shot (Crowd repeats)
Say, Planet Rock (Crowd repeats)
It's the sure shot (Crowd repeats)

So twist and turn, then you let your body glide
You got the body rock and pop, bounce and pounce
So hit me just taste the funk and hit me
Just get on down and hit me
Bambaataa's gettin' so funky, now hit me

Every piece of the world
Rate the message of the worlds
All men, women, boys, and girls,
Hey our Planet Rock is superb get on it
You got the groove, move (ad lib)
Feel the groove fell it
Do what ya want but ya know
Ya got to be cool and boogie
Out on the floor, go down

Bring it low close to the ground
Everybody just rock it, don't stop it, gotta rock it
Don't stop keep tickin' and tockin'
Work it all around the clock
Everybody just rock it, don't stop it
Gotta rock it, don't stop (repeats)

A to tha L to tha I to tha G-izzy
J to tha U to tha L I E-zzy,
S to tha H to tha A double G-izzy, Y
Rude boys gettin busy.
(x2)

Rub them off with ya love and affection,
This will probably be your protection,
Stick it to your heart contention,
Anything fo me julie (aight).

Now there goes some mmm we make a connection,
She heard me voice and get a nipp.....ere..,
We be bangin to a shaggy selection,
One time for me julie (aight).

Julie, u know ur lovin ur truly,
From my head down to my gooly,
You turn me on wiv ya big babylons.
(x2)

I need a cure for this thing im feelin,
Shaggy needs some sexual healin,
I wanna reach and touch tha ceilin,
When im knobbin me julie (aight).

Me and tha king had a late night dealing,
Worst of all its just a piece im stealin,
I see ya face and its all over im believin,
When im knobbin my julie (aight).

Julie, u know me lovin ur truly,
From my head down to my gooly,
Woman u turn me on wiv ya big babylons.
(x2)

Hear this shaggy me can rap too (eh yo eh yo eh yo)
She was fitter than J Lo, next to you shes just a minger,
Fitter than Destiny's Child, well apart from the lead singer ,
Shes fitter than the spice girls, includin tha ginger,
Give it a finger cos me wants to be in yer,
They was claimin that our love was wrong,(yeah)
The people just stared and said it was too long, (uh)
But it ain't a crime to have a 12inch
(a wut, dong, dong, dong, dong).

Julie, u know me lovin ur truly,
From my head down to my gooly,
Woman u turn me on wiv ya big babylons.
(x2)

A to tha L to tha I to tha G-izzy,
J to tha U to tha L I E-zzy,
S to tha H to tha A double G-izzy, Y
Rude boyz get busy.
(x2)

Julie, u know me lovin ur truly,
From my head down to my gooly,
Woman u turn me on wiv ya big babylons.
(x2)

Looking back on the memories
And the way we used to live
I remember that old sign to London
By the river 'cross from the bridge
At seven the bell used to ring
From up on the hill
We've moved on from yesterday
Time back then stood still
Call to the children come in
They would relentlessly sin
The baby that cried
Would be masked by the wind
And you'd open your arms
And hold me close in
And we thought and we thought
With our love and own piece of mind
And we fought and we fought
We didn't understand
But the tree wasn't blind

Movin' on from yesterday
Let it pass you by
But the tree knows everything
Movin' on from yesterday
Gonna let you go n pass you by
But the tree knows everything
Knows everything

Looking back on the memories
And the way we used to live
I remember that old sign to London
By the river 'cross from the bridge
At seven the lights would go out
Down at the mill
We've moved on from yesterday
Time back then stood still
Call to the children come in
They would relentlessly sin
That baby that cried
Would be masked
By the wind
And you'd open your arms
And hold me close in
And we thought and we thought
With our love and own piece of mind
And we fought and we fought
We didn't understand
But the tree wasn't blind

Movin' on from yesterday
Let it pass you by
But the tree knows everything
Movin' on from yesterday
Gonna let you go n pass you by
But the tree knows everything
Knows everything

And we fought and we fought?
And we fought and we fought?
And we fought and we fought?
And we fought and we fought?

We've moved on from yesterday?
?but the tree wasn't blind

Just pause for a second
Let me jog your conscience
Broaden your horizons
Well have no nonsense
Well shift another gear
Into a new format
Temperatures higher than 100
On the thermostat
Check the beat
Check yourself
Check the groove
Check the rhyme
Each individual
Has to lock into your mind
Once initiated
Then of course we can continue
Mixing up the tunes
To put the magic in

Your heart
Your mind
Your body
Your soul
With automatic push button
Cruise control
So we proceed the programme
You realise you dip rise
Open your eyes
Youre harmonized, qualified
To push the drum and bass
And this is how we boomin it
You should be knowin it
And never assuming it will be
The same style
You will find on the street
New style, new beat
Unique for the beat freak.

No need for hostility
Cause the sound aint hostile
We style, the style
With the livin profile
Hooked into hypnotic beats
Meanwhile
We expand to infinity
Then another mile
Mood moderators
Mind fascinators
Flickin the switch
The sound innovators
Beats hit hard
Like the staff of correction
Squeeze the injection
Spreads a sweet infection

You got the fever
We gave you the fever
And weve got
The pleasure control
So pull the lever
Start the motions
Start the mechanics
Expanse the dance
Transoceanic

No need to worry
No need to panic
As we slip and slide
Dip and glide
Super acrobatic
And the mood can be mellow
And the mood can be manic
As we expanse the dance
Transoceanic

And so youre lookin
For the perfect beat
Youre lookin for
The jump up crew inside
Shake your body
And wake up your vibe
Looking for the educated
Party people with pride
Cos weve got the perfect beat
The perfect musical ride