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we are gonna play the cut right now
and it's gonna be a very very big hit...
He feel it She feel it We feel it
Hey so round and round we go
He feel it She feel it We feel it
Ah here we go
he gon' get up she gon' get up we gon' get up
lockin' down the joint til the playa haters shut up
take it to the outer limits flawless with no gimmicks imitate but cant get it
Ah here we go
my brain pattern skip a gigawatt
no more room in the pan i cook up rhymes in a bigger pot
on a roll, what you think I got
tricks up my sleeve you wont believe
my story lead to a thicker plot
words leap off the pages hop on stages,
we crazy need to be locked in cages
raah you feel it
yeah im light skinned vanilla,
comin atcha like a pack of gorillas
whole planet gone ape
understand from afar nashville to the lone star state
relate indicator instilled in me by men greater
this is where you belong strong you gon' be great
flaunt clout with a scream and a shout cast out doubt
fast like a gun blast drawn out
the sounds in leaps and bounds flush out clowns creeps and hounds
foxes and wolves in sheeps gowns
He feel it She feel it We feel it
Hey so round and round we go
He feel it She feel it We feel it
Ah here we go
he gon' get up she gon' get up we gon' get up
lockin' down the joint til the playa haters shut up
take it to the outer limits flawless with no gimmicks imitate but cant get it
Ah here we go
i was born in the cold
moved to the heat
got used to the flame
now i spit it on beat
i was chose in the womb
groomed by christ
with a gift to raise souls from the tomb
please don't assume
we aint tryna take the slot
blow the spot
worldwide still parta the plot
everybody talkin bout changinthe game
but everything i hear yall soundin the same
from the beats to the videos
clothes and looks
same concept for your flows and hook
see these round here they can raise the dead
so come on everybody now bob your head
yall need to heed these words from the wise
rhymes so meaty like jambalaya
got truth for hire
can you stand the fire
to see you come alive that's my desire now
He feel it She feel it We feel it
Hey so round and round we go
He feel it She feel it We feel it
Ah here we go
he gon' get up she gon' get up we gon' get up
lockin' down the joint til the playa haters shut up
take it to the outer limits flawless with no gimmicks imitate but cant get it
Ah boy looka here
Have you ever heard a dead man talk before
You ever seen a dead man walk before
You ever heard dead man lock the flow
Like these before
We raised the qou
Now my time frame flip make time change
You knew another record would hit
Explode and make your brains hang
Peep my language of my dialect
Circulate like a boomerang
Man what did you expect
He feel it She feel it We feel it
Hey so round and round we go
He feel it She feel it We feel it
Ah here we go
he gon' get up she gon' get up we gon' get up
lockin' down the joint til the playa haters shut up
take it to the outer limits flawless with no gimmicks imitate but cant get it
Ah here we go
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My life be like Ooh Ahh (yeah)
Ooooooh
My life be like Ooh Ahh, Ooh Ahh (yeah)
Ooooooh
CHORUS:
It's times like these that make me say,
Lord if you see me please come my way.
Leavin bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid
Feel me like a fingertip
(flow fingertip flow fingertip)
Sometimes I fall I slip
My heartfelt desire be more like you
Trying not to quench your fire by the things that i do
I'm on an island by my lonesome stranded
Low key and stayin candid
Reflectin on the things I try my hand at
Search for the equations to persuasions I'm used to
Findin comfort in the zones of closet bones I get loose to
A mountainous fontaine,
Spinnin and monsoonin
Grinnin its high octane
This flow's how I came
Rollin down the hills cause lifes a hassle
Encircled by my folly like a moat surround a castle
Stay afloat,
Catch a second wind thin is the air I breathe
Teary-eyed nose runnin, wipe the snot on my sleeve
I'm callin on my savior to be all that I need
Please forgive me my behavior had me lost at light speed
CHORUS
The fear of never falling in love
And the tears after losing the feelings
Of what you thought love was
Like the dirt still up under the rug
(My life be like)
Bad characteristics covered in Christ's blood
The joy of new birth and the pain of growing up
The bliss between giving my all and giving up
The highs and lows,
Paths and roads I chose
In the cold I froze
Trying to ease my woes
In this world of sin
Clothes to thin to fend
So to God I send
Words of help to win
In grumblings so deep letters could never express
So the sounds of Ooh Ahh beneath my breath projects
CHORUS
(Toby Mac)
My life be like ooh aah ooh
Dum dum diddy
Here comes that boy from the capital city
Last up on the Grits new ditty
But eight bars of the truth will do, uhh
I believe there's a pride thats stunning,
And I believe in the kingdom coming
I believe if you seek the truth,
You don't need to look far cuz it's gonna find you
So why, oh why, do I trip and stumble?
And ooh ahh as commitments crumble?
I can't believe that I'm here again...'gain....'gain....
My life be like
CHORUS (x2)
(flow fingertip flow fingertip)
(flow fingertip flow fingertip)
My life be like
(flow fingertip flow fingertip)
(flow fingertip flow fingertip)
My life be like
(flow fingertip flow fingertip)
(flow fingertip flow fingertip)
My life be like
(flow fingertip flow fingertip)
(flow fingertip flow fingertip)
My life be like
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runnin runnin
lookin for that love i once knew
runnin runnin
trying to find my way back to you
i been runnin since understandin confiscated my globe
stuttering since expression stole the key to my soul
struggling since victory presumed control
battling since the truth infiltrated my mold
seeking to find a life in invisible hold
traveling down a path of a difficult road
running without a clue of being left astray
swearing im getting closer but really further away
runnin
don't you sometimes sit back and look at yourself
examine things in life you hate but you've become get sick of yourself
the very images you claim lack worth
then with uncontrolled labor pains them very images you gave birth
this topic got me ceiling walkin
i'm so beside myself i'm lookin at me like i'm someone else and i don't feel i'm talkin
i'm tryin to spit it best i can atcha
(your life you really need to rid it of) attention grabbers that keep you from runnin
runnin
my desires lead me right to you
the very thing that has me runnin
back to you
in desilate times i wrestle at times
feeling so neglected at times rejected at times
hard to try to get out my mind hold to the soul
believing that its gonna be fine hes in control
letting go the walk in the know forgetting the how
strong enough to wait for the when to weaken the now
put aside the question of why, this is allowed (?)
running to the back of the line
looking for mine, looking for mine, lookin for mine...
if dead men tell no tales
(yo) how do you account for the platinum rappers with millions of record sales
then tell me i aint good cuz my record fails
with a standard that's set to first-quarter sales the truth shall prevail
if i let you dictate it life would be stale (whoo)
but i follow my lord who's been proven with the scars and nails
everybody busy funnin number one stunnin
what else you get from yo mama
nothin but heartache from all the runnin
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tennessee boys, GIRLS
dirty south boys, GIRLS
tennessee boys, GIRLS
dirty south boys
t e (tennessee)
double n e (tennessee)
double s
now double e
now spell that out, it's tennessee
no matter where i be
everybody say it loud for me
travel from state to state
it's gonna be my home place
bonafides my name
to change the games my aim
gone break the chain and steak my claim
while putting nashville all on the brain
with a twist of the mid south twang
and a little bita bounce to bang
gone feed the soul and crowd the floors
and take control and break the mold
kick the doors and spit the flows
we in the pros what you aint know
cause round here they caddy roll
with gold grills and twenty wheels
on jefferson at mary ribs
bounce to this from state to fisk
we keep it hot for every spot
been round the world done seen a lot
tp all the boys out on the block
got love for yall for real dog
you the reason im here at all
and took the call to break the fall
and show the way from where i stay
in tennessee boy the dirty south boy
65 south ridin dirty window down open mouth
spirit stirred off the sermon i just heard that's my word
dipped and doused
awakened quickly mold me shape me but first strip,
hold me take me to extremes in my reside
though it seems i'm so beside
myself in this state i'm place in open the box my fate
encased in break the seal and let me out
in tennessee thats what i'm talkin bout
now i'm here not much can stop me you
a supporter if you got this copy now show dem
pearlies boys and girlies buff and burlies straight
and curlies no surprises, where we at got all shapes
and sizes put on the brakes remove all disguises
erupt like geysers, sound off one time(wooh)
whether sadistic legalistic outcast, or misfit
fortune teller mystic, ones who love god
revere him fear him these and more found in my district
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hey baby hey baby hey baby
slow down hold up
i want you to be,want you to be mine
hey baby hey baby hey baby
slow down hold up
i want you to be,want you to be mine
hey baby hey baby hey baby
we can hook up
we can hook up
we can get married
this is my gift to you
my love is true
we can get married
(2x)
who'd have thought my babe was on an island of her own
had me smiling on the phone same page different time zones
god's a real character painting caricatures of christ
and his love for the church enduring the pain cuz it hurts
when i saw you i went bezerk insane goin looney and cartooney
so sue me you was a vision of beauty truly
thinking of all the charm to inflect upon my behalf
forgive me don't mean to stare but your hair is down to your calf
tell me about yourself your culture is polynesian
i love when the breeds be mixin our blueprint is in ephesians
instantaneously cultures collided decided we'd ride it
spent time in prayer separately so we wouldn't have to hide it
fictitious image brought to life reflection of love
carefully inspected with gloves so fragile my darling was
and i aint need miss cleo to re-assure me that i got her
scored big like the opening week of harry potter
slow down hold up
i want you to be,want you to be mine
hey baby hey baby hey baby
slow down hold up
i want you to be, want you to be mine
hey baby hey baby hey baby
we can hook up
we can hook up
we can get married
this is my gift to you
my love is true
we can get married
in the beginning i hesitated debated within my soul
wrestling with my feelings of knowing if you was sent
enduring the distance alone being content
longing your presence believing that we was meant
submitted my intent i was truly convinced
youre the women in my life i couldn't breate without
and the one I really wouldn't be complete without
and i wrote this so you wouldn't have any doubt
or misunderstanding of what my love is really about
cause from here on out baby its all about us
and from here on out i wanna build on trust
cause the union we got aint no comparing any other
im askin you to be more than a babys mother
my help mate soul tie my right hand
beginning and end and better half of life
to be my lady my lover my best friend and wife hey
slow down hold up
i want you to be, want you to be mine
hey baby hey baby hey baby
slow down hold up
i want you to be, want you to be mine
we can hook up
we can hook up
we can get married
this is my gift to you
my love is true
we can get married
(2x)
gonna get through it (4x)
slow down hold up
i want you to be, want you to be mine
hey baby hey baby hey baby
slow down hold up
i want you to be, want you to be mine
we can hook up
we can hook up
we can get married
this is my gift to you
my love is true
we can get married
(2x)
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we mean business
when we bout this
we aint monotonous
when we rock this
we take it seriously
aint no mystery
we notchin one in history
see its literally lyrically serious
this is mind penetration
through rhyme concentrated
word use administration
and abrasive education
sixth sense illumination
on reconciliation
put the cross placement
with the cross over placement
so cautiously
i approach the mic without apostasy
its costing me
every proper due from fellow emcees
but these be
more than just rhymes and punch lines to me
seriously we have no time for playing lyrically
at least we don't and that's a money back guarantee
cause people need
more than entertainment from the industry
so many lives
depending on lies
so too many die
cause too many high
and not many try
to live a life beyond self
chasing status and wealth
using excuses how you came up
for records to sell
the stories you tell
done been told in so many ways
the only diference
is your platinum shackles and iced out chains
so ignorantly
you keep them loving mentel slavery
they wanna be free
but you ignore responsibility
ignorantly
you keep them loving mental slavery
they wanna be free
but you ignore responsibility
yo we make an orangutan with lipstick on
recite these words and sing this song
no drugs or pills that i be on
scratch and sniff my provolone
the place im at i so belong
glad to be here thank you glad you could make it
aint nobody took it where we bout to take it
we so serious hip skip bounce to be us
my voluptuous style make you chew up my style
lunitic rippin up the tile
fact or fable
tools of necessity a mic and a turntable
plunder like a pirate that's what people are called
who steal cable deal under the table
with these flows we drop bombs like after eatin 3 cinnabons
upon my head this mantle been put upon
not the exploding kind the kind that enlighten the throne i sit upon
shinning light in clear you need to get upon
check the head of this nail you hit upon
times a wastin don't get me wrong
we at the end of this song
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you a video girl
(you must be kidding me girl)
you a video girl
(you must be kidding me girl)
video girl create your own world
the only one in existence is you
no one's resistant to you
you and only you and you
seem like a dream on the screen
tantalize and titillate,
video girl of the world
she was slightly dressed
out 2 impress, ready 2 party
gettin casted 4 tha club scenes dyin 2 shake her body
to get on tha set
she compromised 4 tha dollas
dancin freaky w/ tha rappers obsessed w/ poppin collers
bought some hair and nails
found some dudes that rap
while shes rockin tha tiny shorts and thashirt from baby gap
misinformed adolescent
she was teenage old
never told of her inner goal
when she was wrongfully clothed
just a jewel that got appraised by unqualified guys
they lied, shotload, dont kno her worth in God's eyes
fellas after tha flesh, they aint goin' see wat im gettin
cuz they measure every girl by these video women
i'm sick of all they constant bouncin then they say
we disrespectful cuz we crave em with our instant
pouncin the money drive em to mishaps and under
they thongs lie decay and collapse no morals perhaps
the scenery's pretty the suns shining it's nice out
a pretty girl freakin on a pimp who'd knock her lights out
gangsta with gold fronts and the girl he's advancin on
would rather run him over with the truck she's dancing on
and he'd be hurt up pretty badly i must say word up
it aint over bone is third up
don't debate it i know they hate being affiliated
to this world they created with facades that leave you devastated
the glamorous life price for your souls rest
simple mentality in a world complex
star studded reality 5 minutes or less
broken dreams and ambitions lost with respect
she was an innocent queen with rubber bands and berets
young diva runnin things commanding every step
then the pace picked up and she learned to be fast
short skirt tight clothes good spirit turned bad
hollywood caught a glimpse of your beauty untamed
at the cost you played whatever price you paid
through away your identity even changed your name
in your world of fame child you need to be shamed
in tha world of fame
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[What do you believe, what do you believe, believe, believe, believe; what do you believe; what do you believe; what do you believe] (Repeat as background during all Choruses).
[Chorus 1: Everybody needs something to see; something to feel; and something to be, yeah-eah; everybody needs something as proof; something in hand; to know the truth] (x 3).
Livin lavish like the Biltmore; what the blood spilt for; a ship in harbor is safe; but that ain't what it's built for; do all I can to help you get more; if you forgive my slight intrusion; I see this night is confusin'; a constant fight with illusions; shed a light on conclusions; what you desire is a way out; day in and day out; do not disturb signs; so I'll stay out; how long will you let the torture grasp you; I see spirits manifestin'; blockin' blessings with the questions; that you hear me ask you; keep it up so much will pass you; you can make it on a prayer; yeah, that's true; but barely getting' by, when you can do more; why would you want to; forgettin' that the wood's dry and the fire's on you; life's a hassle, be prepared to rassle; it can be rough; but it don't have to; you can make it full of smiles; somethin' to laugh to; so pick and choose; my message thick; so squeeze and watch it ooze; make it a game to where your fears lose; let's go.
[Chorus 1] (x 2).
There's a way that seems right; in the heart of a man; and many angels of light; in disguise destroyin' man; so most choose to refuse; the absolute truth; replace it with lies; use ignorance as excuse; it's hard to conceive; what the mind can't comprehend; and harder to believe; what the eyes can't understand; we look to theory, philosophies and thought; for a sure foundation; in a belief we once sought; while the shadow of truth; cast an image so clear; the closer it gets; we reject it out of fear; if we really wanted truth; we would give our lives for it; walk in its direction of light; for God's glory; the saga continues; ‘cause most hearts are deceived; if we really wanted truth; we would live and believe; so the saga continues; ‘cause most hearts are deceived; if we really wanted truth; we would live and believe in it.
[Chorus 1], yeah; [Chorus 1] (x 3).
[Chorus 2: Everybody needs something as proof; something in hand; to know the truth; everybody needs something to see; something to feel; and something to be, yeah].
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if you can feel it feel it
then get with it with it
we stay witty with it
so you can get it get it
we stay above average stay killin these tracks yo
i stay off in the country but stay city with that so
stay keeping yall guessin stay in higher demand
stay true to who im repping steady movin ahead
i stay original stay spritual never move outa line
if you could read up in between i stays clear with mine
since 89 i stayed straight no more livin off state
the only bars i stay locked in now are 16 or 8
you wanna stay in the kitchen
when grits is hot they bubble
stay poppin out the top stay ready to tussle
who wanna muscle flex context in combat with bone
ill have you cryin to your mamma
talking bout leave me alone
mixed views misconstrued
by the way that we present it
send it out through verbal lessons
herbal essence when we spit it
if you hit you gone feel it and get addicted ill admit it
the first times for free but the rest cost life get it
bass how low can you go
evangelic shatter false hope like a useless relic
im an animal covered with hair insides mechanical
guardin my heart like im botanical
im snatchin satans mandible
i damned him at best with random access
forever banished when he left his lies vanished
standing in the midst of chaos
hours of praying and fasting began to pay off
at times like these cant take a day off
what i compete with i get street with
my strange language bone crusing anguish
pain cant be quenched or vanquished
my anger rise up its ludicrous the way i throw dem bows
and swell his eyes up aint that cute
the honey pot that money got his hand in
its funny how he think he got it on lock he just a stand in
reprimandin rebuking til you understandin
juke with reckless abandon you can get it
get it get it get it
we can get wild child
keep looking at me now
we can get wild child
you see exactly how
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thats when you know a group is hip
is when your parents say
what is it with the hippy hip hip hippy glows
and you cant understand a word they are sayin
back on up back on up
aw yeah
back on up back on up back on up
aw yeah
back on up back on up
aw yeah
back on up back on up
aw yeah
back on up
aw yeah
back on up
make room
cause we about to start swelling
catching attitude
get buck sweat it up
and really lose cool
its what we been commissioned to do so
back on up and give me room
we gotta keep makin moves
my long range aim is dedicated to change
persist to twist brains with rhymes only god can explain
attain divine intervention if your attentions arrested
imprissioned and in position to listen to lessons given
gotta make moves steadily heavily bruising these dudes
we got the gift but abuse tools misleading these youths see
my birthright is light in the darkness of night
to lead the lost paying the price of sacrificing my life
ive been sittin and contemplating waiting anxiously peeking
perception of these releases embracing the deeper reasons
of timing and perfect season believing this thing is bigger
than faces and soundscan reaching for the completion
of purpose in promised land watchin behind the curtain
for certain the game is hurtin looking for some solution
searchin for revolution like music is the conclusion
refusing to look at life a livion for forward movement
oh god don't let me act up i feel a fit comin on
my conniption's my conviction's reaction to what's goin on
my rebuttal's far from subtle take you there just like a shuttle
gather round the huddle embrace the pace i spit at give it a kiss and cuddle
boy what's that there you sayin'
i'm tight like the shorts that men look gay in
aw lawdy you don' said too much
my slightest touch is a cobra clutch
let it be known we are the epitomy of strange and bizarre
swichin up and change our repertoire come discover who we are
wreaking havoc on satan's mavericks through a labyrinth filled with nooks
and crannies (an elite group called the factors) we like the x-men so uncanny
imagine looking up seeing the plastered ceiling cracking
it aint because we broke we lost our minds for god provoked and crazy actin
back on up
back on up
ah yeah back on up
move cowards
move all you cowards move
he scared she scared
and if you scared then move
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these sunny days
colorful arrays
trees blow with hues and grays
it pays to be one who submits and prays
into the heart of god i gaze
these sunny days
i thought id take a minute i hope i didn't catch you by surprise
i got a lesson learner fact or fiction swoop through your demise
open eyes and givin clear vision the windows broken from
the pain of livin here wishin
you could survive with those who gave lives
avoid the cracks and moats of new age turncoats
and modern day cut throats
what makes it shroom blossom and boom
a murmer in a gossipin room
my jesus comin back possibly soon
anticipate his shown up desire for grown up
the author and finisher of faith
offerin a diminishing gas face
rememberin who in last place
no sell out through global fall out go all out
make a hundred your percentage forget buyin the mall out
or palm greases thirty pieces sent to those offended
but like judas you wont ever get to spend it
well lemme get a little lotta bita some of that too
and i hope it aint too non ghetto to seep through
and keep you twisted and locked like dreads do
who said you wasn't gonna feel the heat of the rays
but anyways man its funny
how the sight of such a beautiful day
can deliver you joy and bring pain in the same way
like blessing with the same mouth
while cursing in the same breate
or living life dying death
so deceived to the eye
how red blood is blue
and rainbows are see through
its all to teach you that you cant depend on me
like drivin a benz 20 inch rims
drop top 6 with the tank on e
so down that you fly
so true that you gotta lie
i really pray you come to realize
you in the shade with the sun in your eye
sun in your eye on sunny days
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love child love child
you need to know bout this
love child love child
you need to slow your roll
wild child wild child
and get to know bout this
love child love child
loved child
it's a sadder day than last saturday
can you help liposuck all my fat away
come and see dig my stee between you and me
insecure feelin obscure a lot of times unsure
rapper spit it rapid-fire buck cuz i'm stuck in the muck and the mire
latch on anything going up to be higher
(that's ferocious) outlandish atrocious, that i'm a mistake
and this is the closest i'll ever be to reaching or
attaining my goal that contract i'm breaching maintain control
like buff singers who swole slowly crawlin outta rabbit hole comin for your soul
now i see it destiny and purpose hear a small still voice
sayin "trust me don't be nervous" fill my pocket with the 10 percent
head to sunday service stop the swirl of my tilt-a-whirl get it girl
well it's a different day and this particular day
i was thinking bout life and the part i play
my purpose man feeling worthless and
if parenthood really was a part of the plan
cause the way i see i wasn't meant to be
just a great awake in a love mistake
so the price was paid and a life was made
then a wife betrayed with a son to raise
foundation layed for the wrong influence
path directed by a strong influence
runnin wild scarred child
headed upstate for the pen now
now im grown with kids of my own
and i gotta do right what the grans did wrong
now im in a battle for my soul control
tryin to get back everything they stole
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