Syndicate (Album: "The Fray" (2009)) (THE FRAY LYRICS)

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Halfway around the world
Lies the one thing that you want
Buried in the ground, hundreds of miles down
First thing that arises in your mind while you awake
Is bending you til you break
Let me hold you now

Baby close your eyes
Don't open til the morning light
Baby don't forget
You haven't lost it all yet

Don't know what your made of
Til the one thing that you want
To come in with the dawn and suddenly changes
Monday, syndicate meets everyone the same
But all we've lost to the flame
Listen to me now

Baby close your eyes
Don't open til the morning light
Don't ever forget
We haven't lost it all yet
All we know for sure
Is all that we are fighting for
Baby don't forget
We haven't lost it all yet

Someday when this is over
We may still have no answer
For now it's when I hold ya
We are closer, we are closer
We are closer, we are closer

Baby close your eyes
Don't open til the morning light
Don't ever forget
We haven't lost it all yet
And all we know for sure
Is all that we are fighting for
Baby don't forget
We haven't lost it all yet

We are closer
We are closer
(We haven't lost it all yet)
Now we are closer
(We haven't lost it all yet)
We are closer

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Happiness (Album: "The Fray" (2009)) (THE FRAY LYRICS)

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Happiness is just outside my window
Would it crash blowing 80-miles an hour?
Or is happiness a little more like knocking
On your door, and you just let it in?

Happiness feels a lot like sorrow
Let it be, you can�t make it come or go
But you are gone- not for good but for now
Gone for now feels a lot like gone for good

Happiness is a firecracker sitting on my headboard
Happiness was never mine to hold
Careful child, light the fuse and get away
�Cause happiness throws a shower of sparks

Happiness damn near destroys you
Breaks your faith to pieces on the floor
So you tell yourself, that�s enough for now
Happiness has a violent roar

Happiness is like the old man told me
Look for it, but you�ll never find it all
Let it go, live your life and leave it
Then one day, wake up and she�ll be home
Home, home, home

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Post Break-Up Sex (Album: "What Did You Expect From The Vaccines?" (2011)) (THE VACCINES LYRICS)

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I can barely look at you
Don't tell me who you lost it to
Didn't we say we had a deal, didn't I say how bad I'd feel?
Everyone needs a helping hand, who said I would not understand?
Someone up the social scale for when you're going off the rails have

Post break-up sex
That helps you forget your ex
What did you expect from post break-up sex

Leave it 'till the guilt consumes
I found you in the nearest room
All our friends were unaware, most had just passed out downstairs
To think I'd hoped you'd be ok, no I can't think of what to say
Maybe I misunderstood but I can't believe you're feeling good from

Post break-up sex
That helps you forget your ex
What did you expect from post break-up sex

Post break-up sex
That helps you forget your ex
What did you expect from post break-up sex

When you love somebody but you find someone
And it all unravels and it comes undone

Post break-up sex
That helps you forget your ex
What did you expect from post break-up sex
Post break-up sex
That helps you forget your ex
What did you expect from post break-up sex

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Poundcake (Album: "For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge" (1991)) (VAN HALEN LYRICS)

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Poundcake
Yeah, she's gotta have a soul,
Or it won't feel right,
We're just playin, clean and simple
Wrapped up, nice and tight
In a home-grown, and down home,
That makes a woman
Cookin' up that old time long lost recipe, for me
It's gettin' hard to find
Guess it ain't hip enough now
You take an average guy
Who can't identify
And there's a short supply
Of the fine, fine stuff,
Lemme get on, lemme get on, lemme get on some of that
Shake it up, pick it out nice,
Lemme get on, lemme get on, lemme get on outta there,
I still love my baby's Poundcake
Home grown, and down home,
Yeah, that's the woman,
Still cookin up an old time, long lost recipe
Lemme get on some of that,
Uh ha, uh ha, ho
Uh ha, uh ha, ho, yeah
I want some of that
Uh ha, uh ha, ho
Gimme some of that, uh ha, uh ha, ha...Ow!
Oh, got some real fine, poundcake..
I've been out there,
Tried a little bit of everything
Its all sex without love
I felt the real thing is poundcake
Home grown, and down home,
Yeah, that's the woman,
Still cookin with that old time, long lost recipe, yeah, whew!
She's down home and down home,
Oh, that's my woman,
Gimme some of that,
Uh ha, uh ha, ho
Uh ha, uh ha, ho,
Lemme hold that
Uh ha, uh ha, ho
Uh, uh ha, uh ha ho, yeah
Home grown, and down home, whew!
C'mon, babe,
Gimme some of that
Gimme some of that
Home grown, way down home, yeah!
Uh ha, uh ha, ho, yeah
Gimme some of that, whew!
C'mon babe!

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Feelin' (Album: "Balance" (1995)) (VAN HALEN LYRICS)

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Outta touch most the time
Gotta lotta things on my mind
Kickin' down, where to start
It's the hardest thing, oh.....
Grow it long, shave it off
Life is hard, never soft
I need a change, I need it quick
Before it makes me sick
That's what's on my mind
Pay attention, watch your back
Pay your dues, stay on track
Got no room to second guess
Puts me under stress, oh.....
If I were you, you were me
I wonder who I'd wanna be
With just one wish you can't refuse
I wouldn't know what to choose
Feelin'....no, don't like what I've been told I'm feelin'
Feelin' what no one else will ever know I'm feelin', oh....
Now black is white and white is black
Got politicians smokin' crack
And John Paul's all bullet-proofed
It puts me through the roof, yea....
I were you and you were me
I wonder who I'd rather be
If I had one wish I'd, take it
Feelin'....no, don't like what I've been told I'm feelin'
And I'm seein' what no one else will ever know I'm seein'
Come on, feelin' hey, I don't understand these things I'm feelin', no....
Outta touch most the time
Too many things on my mind
Shuttin' down, gotta stop this thing
Feelin'....no, I don't like what I've been told I'm feelin'
I'm bleedin'...like no one else will ever know I'm bleedin'
Dealin'....I'm dealin' with these things I'm feelin'
I'm dreamin', I'm dreamin', I'm dreamin' things that show me what
I'm seein'
Seein'... I'm seein' things that I don't know I'm feelin'
I've been feelin', I'm feelin', I'm feelin' things that I don't know
I don't know, In don't know what I'm seein'
Hey, I don't understand

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Year To The Day (Album: "Van Halen III" (1998)) (VAN HALEN LYRICS)

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I woke up to yet another day
Grown to expect, expect more of the same
Except for, for a subtle change
And that is, I'm slowly fading away

Harvest moon, soon will pass
Crop is gone, left only chaff
A bitter pill, and an overcast
A flag unfurled, at half mast
Ahhhhh...

A year to the day
Since you went away
A moment in time
When you were last mine
I'm here standing still
Yeah! With more time to kill
Hey! I barely survived
Yeah, I barely survived

Like pouring salt on an open wound
Memory filling, filling this empty room
I'm as bare, I'm as bare, as a barren womb
Still like the air, in a whitewash tomb
Ahhhhh...

A year to the day
Since you went away
A moment in time
When you were last mine
I'm here standing still
Hey! With more time to kill
I barely survived
Yes, I barely survived

[Guitar Solo]

Ahhhhh...

A year to the day
Since you went away
A moment in time
When you were last mine
I'm here standing still
Been standin' still. With more time to kill
Hey! I barely survived
I barely survived

A year to the day!
Year to the day!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
A year to the day!
Three sixty-five!
Three sixty-five, five, fiiive!
Ahhhhh...

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Pimpin' Don't Fail Me Now (feat. Jazze Pha & Juvenile) (Album: "Ridin High" (2007)) (8BALL & MJG LYRICS)

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[Jazze Pha - Chorus]
Pimpin' don't fail me now
I gotta turn these bitches out
Say they don't want nobody else
But me and only me
Pimpin' don't fail me now
I gotta turn these bitches out
Say they don't want nobody else
I gotta turn these bitches ooouuuttt

[MJG]
I'm about to turn you inside out
I'm about to look into your heart, through your mouth with my dick-o-scope
Been around the world, but you still can't picture no
Nigga like me, Pimp tight, the original... MJG
I'm the one who told a girl to find a trick nigga she can run to
Cry wit, hit the mall, buy shit, hate you
Thinkin' ima do it
You gonna really make me hate you
Prove sumthin, go out there and get it
Bring it back to me
Until then, you running yo mouth
You'se an act to me
You emotional bitches prolly can't stand me
But in the end, who the motherfuckin' man be?

[Jazze Pha - Chorus]

[Juvenile]
(Uh huh)
Is you somethin' like a balla, somethin' like a pimp?
(Uh huh)
It ain't no halfways, bitch I'm him
Been spending my last package, I'm done for the day
As soon as i'm done countin' up my ones, we can play
Don't know if you ever rolled with a G like this
Need you to be my other eyes when you in my shit
When you start actin' like a bitch, ima scream at...
But it ain't the situation here cuz I ain't seen that
My background messed up, I ain't a clean cat
But I fucks with you shorty, I really mean that
Holla at the homie if you ready to change
Your lifestyle
Cuz i'm livin in a differ-ent game (Off top)

[Jazze Pha - Chorus]
[8Ball]

I spit flows
Like a pimp pimps hoes
32 o's and ain't none for my nose
The pinky and the wrist and the neck stay froze
The chest keep comin and i'm livin on a roll
I meet a bunch of women (Ya)
I meet a bunch of hoes (Ya)
I gotta bunch of friends (Ya)
I gotta bunch of foes (Ya)
Good nigga, hood nigga
Walk and talk real slow
Outside fat black, but the inside glow
Shorty don't choose
She the one gon' lose
Good girls beware, Fat Boy bad news
Cars and cribs and clothes and jewels
Mama say she love Big Boy, this one here for you (O!)

[Jazze Pha - Chorus repeat until fade...]

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Pimpin' Don't Fail Me Now (feat. Jazze Pha & Juvenile) (Album: "Ridin High" (2007)) (8BALL & MJG LYRICS)

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[Jazze Pha - Chorus]
Pimpin' don't fail me now
I gotta turn these bitches out
Say they don't want nobody else
But me and only me
Pimpin' don't fail me now
I gotta turn these bitches out
Say they don't want nobody else
I gotta turn these bitches ooouuuttt

[MJG]
I'm about to turn you inside out
I'm about to look into your heart, through your mouth with my dick-o-scope
Been around the world, but you still can't picture no
Nigga like me, Pimp tight, the original... MJG
I'm the one who told a girl to find a trick nigga she can run to
Cry wit, hit the mall, buy shit, hate you
Thinkin' ima do it
You gonna really make me hate you
Prove sumthin, go out there and get it
Bring it back to me
Until then, you running yo mouth
You'se an act to me
You emotional bitches prolly can't stand me
But in the end, who the motherfuckin' man be?

[Jazze Pha - Chorus]

[Juvenile]
(Uh huh)
Is you somethin' like a balla, somethin' like a pimp?
(Uh huh)
It ain't no halfways, bitch I'm him
Been spending my last package, I'm done for the day
As soon as i'm done countin' up my ones, we can play
Don't know if you ever rolled with a G like this
Need you to be my other eyes when you in my shit
When you start actin' like a bitch, ima scream at...
But it ain't the situation here cuz I ain't seen that
My background messed up, I ain't a clean cat
But I fucks with you shorty, I really mean that
Holla at the homie if you ready to change
Your lifestyle
Cuz i'm livin in a differ-ent game (Off top)

[Jazze Pha - Chorus]
[8Ball]

I spit flows
Like a pimp pimps hoes
32 o's and ain't none for my nose
The pinky and the wrist and the neck stay froze
The chest keep comin and i'm livin on a roll
I meet a bunch of women (Ya)
I meet a bunch of hoes (Ya)
I gotta bunch of friends (Ya)
I gotta bunch of foes (Ya)
Good nigga, hood nigga
Walk and talk real slow
Outside fat black, but the inside glow
Shorty don't choose
She the one gon' lose
Good girls beware, Fat Boy bad news
Cars and cribs and clothes and jewels
Mama say she love Big Boy, this one here for you (O!)

[Jazze Pha - Chorus repeat until fade...]

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Intro (Album: "Living Legends" (2004)) (8BALL & MJG LYRICS)

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[P. Diddy speaking:]
To be or not to be that is the question,
Ball and G. that's the answer,
Living Legends, many are called
but few are chosen, you know their names,
legendes of the south,
8Ball fat boy, MJG, pimpin',
BadBoy nigga, show them whachu got!

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Baby Girl (feat. P. Diddy) (Album: "Living Legends" (2004)) (8BALL & MJG LYRICS)

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[Chorus: 8 Ball - repeat 2X]
What it do baby girl
Get on the dance floor
Will you put your drink down
Come and dance with me

[Verse 1: MJG]
Let's hit my residence, baby it's evident
That you been raising hell, I make it heaven sent
M-J take you to places that you never went
One room one night for every day spent
Knocking a dent in the sheetrock she's hot
Got them legs fanned open like a peacock
I saw her dancing in the club with her new outfit
Her hair and her nails did show me love
Ya man say he got good green show me some bud
Give me the real hook up price like I'm ya cuz
Baby see I'm above the bullshit and the playing
Them hoes you listening to don't know what they saying
They relaying that he say she say language
If that's the way we trying to swing it won't swang it
M-J fucking G I ain't really new to this shit
Just wanna add something new to the list

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: 8 Ball]
Money make the world go round that's what they say
Conversation rules the nation in every way
My mind thinking shit and I say it before I know
I'm at the condo busting condoms on the floor
We keep the crunk hyper than any who use a mic
We do the kinda music the pretty women gone like
A sweet smell you know with perfect nails and toes
A round cinibun head under them clothes
I know you wanna go and smoke out
Stay up all night and go eat at the Waffle House
You and me bring your friend that make three
I bet I can make you feel so sexy
Let the drank flow and burn the best dro
Put ya drank down and go hit the dancefloor
Make a nigga wanna get withcha and spend dough
Love what you do to me mami I wanna know

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: 8 Ball]
My yak spilling full of that hay I'm feeling right
Spend the night with me let's wake up and take a flight

[MJG]
She'll suck a nigga dick for the flight but don't bite
We gone keep it on the low no gossip and no hype

[8 Ball]
My rubber on tight on the jet on the runway
Leave Monday don't come home to Sunday

[MJG]
We dip Tuesday be back in town by Wednesday
Break a girl off that chain like Cunta Kintae

[8 Ball]
So will you dip with me baby girl
On a trip around the world while I play with your curls

[MJG]
Play with your titty nipples will that make your toes curl
You a bad motherfucker baby its your world

[8 Ball]
I know I'm coming on strong but that's me
Whatever you want I can do it correctly

[MJG]
So get ya mind right baby you Tina and I'm Ike
Bring that ass over here dance with Ike or we gone fight

[Chorus]

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I Know U (Album: "Space Age 4 Eva" (2000)) (8BALL & MJG LYRICS)

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[Eightball]
Eightball, the one you know from bustin' flows
Bout that real shit and bout these shady ass hoes
I hit the block when I was 12 and I ain't never leavin'
Kept a grip and kept on tippin' right through drought season
Never been a hater even at my lowest level
Some niggaz get some change and sell they soul to the Devil
I'm drinkin' Dom, man I'm chiefin' on some green sticky
Space Age Pimpin' and my real niggaz rollin' with me
Glocks and K's and Rugers with the rubber grip
Got 'Tel two-way transmittin' on my hip
Keep it real with them niggaz that be real with me
Orange Mile forever reppin' Memphis, Tennessee - MJG

[MJG]
Him and me, me and him, that's how we rolled
Over ten million records sold, Platinum and Gold
We broke the mold, ain't no duplicatin' the two
who makin' hit shit in clutch situations
and demonstratin' the real quality of a team which consists of
Eightball & MJG, we do this shit 'cause it feel good
First of all, we sacrificed for it
But afford it, then motherfuckers sheist for it
In the jungle of concrete just within one beat
of the heart you can be taken apart
Ain't no regret but scars from my battlin' hard tactics
I think I'll roll with the paper, you can keep the plastic

[Chorus]
I know you niggaz got doe
I saw you in them videos
I know you niggaz stay high
I saw you at the club right?
I know you niggaz keep hoes
I saw you with them freak hoes
I know you niggaz got it made
I saw you on the front page

[Eightball]
I've seen a lot of niggaz come and go
Saw some shit fall and seen a lot of shit grow
Money here, money gone like a magic trick
Real hustlers hustle with or without that shit
I get my grind on daily 'cause I wanna see
Me and my niggaz gettin' paid 'til we elderly
And it ain't hard if we all put that work in
Keep it twerkin 'til they close the fuckin' curtains
We all dream and we all have fantasies
Every nigga wanna buy that house for mama G
But life is like a roll of the dice, right
Sometimes you win and sometimes you just might
Lose it all, fucked up sick and don't know what to do
That's when you find out who really down to bust for you
I rock and roll from my heart and let my soul glow
And don't worry about what a nigga think he know, ya know?

[Chorus]
I know you niggaz got doe
I saw you in them videos
I know you niggaz stay high
I saw you at the club right?
I know you niggaz keep hoes
I saw you with them freak hoes
I know you niggaz got it made
I saw you on the front page

[MJG]
Nothin' but 24/7 - 365
Eleven to eleven I be off in the fire
of this revolution, the solution is what I'm spittin'
Fat stacks of green backs is what I'm gettin'
Jaw bones and microphones, that's what I'm hittin'
I'm hangin' on the edge of the cliff with no mittens
Thick flickin', chrome smokin', preferred potion
Man will never touch my flow, deep as the ocean
When you go down too far and you - can't seem to light
Best to look out for that pressure baby, it bust pipes
I got too much fight - in my heart, body, my insight
is magnifyed a thousand times, more than the average guys
My status lies right before you with no disguise
The black mack is here to step up and so I rise
My shit has gone way past cold, it's freeze dry
One brain can't do what I do, you need five

[Chorus]
I know you niggaz got doe
I saw you in them videos
I know you niggaz stay high
I saw you at the club right?
I know you niggaz keep hoes
I saw you with them freak hoes
I know you niggaz got it made
I saw you on the front page

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Space Age 4 Eva (Album: "Space Age 4 Eva" (2000)) (8BALL & MJG LYRICS)

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[MJG]
I can make you get buck
Even if you don't go to the club that much
I got so much rhythm I can feel it
MJG and Eightball we the realest
Baby you can bill it to the P.O. box
When you feelin real good
Luxury soft leather with the real wood
Type of attitude whenever I come around
After-party baby welcome down to U-Town

[Eightball]
I roll with them fools who love to blow trees
I represent Eightball and MJG
You wanna get down you wanna flow like us
G's from overseas blow drow like us
I love them women who got they head on straight
I love them women who like to lay it on eight
Jump in with me we can dip flip
Start a relationship with your lips and your hips

[Chorus]
DJ's playin the music make the dance floor want to move it
Move your body at the party at the party at the party

[MJG]
Are you feelin like I'm feelin cause I'm feelin good naw wait great
Feelin like I could move a whole damn state, huh-uh, a planet
And it's time for the beat to do damage
Ain't nobody gonna tell us how to do it
We gon' do it how we wanna do it
We gon' bring it how we wanna bring it
And if you can't understand how we flow
Its provision decision revision then go
And I can't understand how I'm on
And I'm still going strong with the green sticky gone out my system
It keeps me up when hard times beat me up

Im lookin good as I look into my rear view
Now hear me like you want me to hear you
Put your worries and your debts all behind you
And let the rythm of the Alpine find you

[Chorus]

[Eightball]
We gon' bounce bounce till we can't no more
Puff puff till it ain't no more
Drink Drink till we throw up on the floor
Shine so bright we make the whole world glow
Got soul fo' sho' we deep from the South
Haters they try but they ain't keeping us out
We peepin the doubt but thats alright
My mic skills be tight ain't just aight
This for all my dogs who got love in they heart
Be an individual and show it in your art
For all of those who disagree we ain't trippin
We ride the slab wit' that space age pimpin
Ball and G and thats all we be and thats all we see and thats all we need
No fakes or snakes that wanna rape a tape
Just us and the beats for the DJ to play

[Chorus till end]

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The Remains Of Rock & Roll (Album: "After The Disco" (2014)) (BROKEN BELLS LYRICS)

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It's too long to wait around for everyone to decide
I'm off to the promise land if anyone needs a ride
It's a small car but we'll fit inside if we leave our bags behind
We'll entertain ourselves just watching the world go by

Is something wrong
You don't look like you're having fun
The road is long
Gotta let go of the things you've done

We prefer good love to gold
And the remains of rock and roll
When the moment's right
In the middle of the night
We can almost see the way to go

So long to everyone, cause they don't know who we are
Tell them you're sorry, but you'll have to break their hearts
Sister you're old enough to take the wheel and drive
Your hands, your heart, your eyes, have made me realize

I hear your call
All of my senses are turned on
We're on a roll
Suddenly Earth is far below

We prefer good love to gold
And the remains of rock and roll
When the moment's right
In the middle of the night
We can almost see the way to go

Can't you see me floating
Forwards, backwards
Won't you lend a hand and help me out
Hear me on your doorstep
Knocking, knocking
Won't you open up and help me out

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O.G. Loko (Album: "The Flood" (2011)) (OF MICE & MEN LYRICS)

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I'm coming in hot,
I'm coming in fast,
Take my time,
Its so damn hard
I'll make this last.

I'm the artist,
Paints in white,
Your skin canvas,
I'll leave you scratching, gasping, screaming, screaming

I was lost,
Until I found myself inside of you

My friend, my love, my life,
My... truth be told I would,
Set my whole world on fire
Just to watch it burn in your eyes

Meet my dedication, inspiration
It may be smothering you
But you know its the truth [x2]

Set my world on fire
It caught spark in your eyes
And now I could see myself with no other baby
Ive had you so many times
But you know I could never get enough of your love

I could never get enough
I could never get enough of your love

Meet my dedication, inspiration
It may be smothering you
But you know its the truth [x2]

I'm still here
This is faithfulness at its finest

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