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Jay-Z - 99 Problems (2003)
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[Chorus]
If you're havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got ninety-nine problems, but a bitch ain't one[Verse 1]
I've got the Rap Patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's Money, Cash, Hoes
I'm from the hood, stupid! What type of facts are those?
If you grew up with holes in your zapatos
You'd celebrate the minute you was havin' dough
I'm like, "Fuck critics, you can kiss my whole asshole!
If you don't like my lyrics, you can press fast forward"
Got beef with radio if I don't play they show
They don't play my hits, well, I don't give a shit, so
Rap mags try and use my black ass
So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads
Fuckers, I don't know what you take me as
Or understand the intelligence that Jay Z has
I'm from rags to riches, niggas, I ain't dumb
I got ninety-nine problems, but a bitch ain't one – hit me![Chorus]
Ninety-nine problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you're havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got ninety-nine problems, but a bitch ain't one – hit me![Verse 2]
The year is '94, in my trunk is raw
In my rearview mirror is the motherfuckin' law
Got two choices, y'all: pull over the car or
Bounce on the devil, put the pedal to the floor
And I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jake
Plus I got a few dollars, I can fight the case
So I pull over to the side of the road
I heard, "Son, do you know why I'm stopping you for?"
"'Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low?
Do I look like a mind reader, sir? I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some more?"
"Well, you was doing fifty-five in a fifty-four
License and registration and step out of the car
Are you carrying a weapon on you? I know a lot of you are"
I ain't steppin' out of shit, all my paper's legit
"Well, do you mind if I look around the car a little bit?"
Well, my glove compartment is locked, so is the trunk in the back
And I know my rights, so you gon' need a warrant for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack?
You some type of lawyer or something?
Somebody important or something?"
Well, I ain't passed the bar, but I know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit
"Well, we'll see how smart you are when the K9 come!"
I got ninety-nine problems, but a bitch ain't one – hit me!
[Chorus]
Ninety-nine problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you're havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got ninety-nine problems, but a bitch ain't one – hit me!
Ninety-nine problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you're havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got ninety-nine problems, but a bitch ain't one[Verse 3]
Now once upon a time not too long ago
A nigga like myself had to strong-arm a ho
This is not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy
But a pussy havin' no goddamn sense, try and push me
I try to ignore him, talk to the Lord
Pray for him, but some fools just love to perform
You know the type, loud as a motorbike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
And only thing that's gon' happen is I'ma get to clappin'
And he and his boys gonna be yappin' to the Captain
And there I go, trapped in the Kit-Kat again
Back through the system with the riff-raff again
Fiends on the floor, scratchin' again
Paparazzis with they cameras, snappin' em
D.A. try to give a nigga shaft again
Half a mil' for bail ‘cause I'm African
All because this fool was harassin' them
Tryin' to play the boy like he's saccharine
But ain't nothin' sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got ninety-nine problems, bein' a bitch ain't one – hit me!
[Chorus]
Ninety-nine problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you're havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got ninety-nine problems, but a bitch ain't one – hit me![Outro]
You crazy for this one, Rick
It's your boy
Bombs over Baghdad - Outkast (2000)
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[Intro: André 3000]
One, two
One, two, three, yeah![Verse 1: André 3000]
Inslumnational, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!)
Like a million elephants or silverback orangutans
You can't stop the train
Who want some? Don't come unprepared
I'll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weatherman tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
But this'll be the year that we won't forget
The 1-9-9-9 Anno Domini, anything goes
Be what you wanna be as long as you know
Consequences are given for livin'
The fence is too high to jump in jail
Too low to dig, I might just touch hell—hot!
Get a life, now they on sale
Then I might cast you a spell
Look at what came in the mail
A scale and some Arm & Hammer
Soul-gold grill and a baby mama
Black Cadillac and a pack of Pampers
Stack of questions with no answers
Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS
Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days
Get back home, things are wrong
Well not really, it was bad all along
Before you left adds up to a ball of power
Thoughts at a thousand miles per hour
Hello, ghetto, let yo' brain breathe
Believe there's always mo', ow![Chorus: André 3000 & Morris Brown College Gospel Choir]
Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad, yeah! (Yeah, ha, ha, yeah)
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad, yeah! (Yeah, oh-ah)
Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad, yeah! (Ha, ha, ha, yeah)
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad, yeah![Verse 2: Big Boi]
Uno, dos, tres, it's on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
Like that there, boy, and will still stay street
Big things happen every time we meet
Like a track team, crack fiend dyin' to geek
OutKast bumpin' up and down the street
Slant back Cadillac, 'bout five niggas deep
75 MC's freestylin' to the beat
'Cause we get crunk, stay drunk, at the club
Shoulda bought an ounce, but you copped a dub
Shoulda held back, but you throwed a punch
'Posed to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl, four-year—Jordan
Never turned my back on my kids, for them
Should've hit it, quit it, rag-top
Before you re-up, get a laptop
Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals
Make a fat diamond out of dusty coal
Record number four, but we on a roll
Hold up, slow up, stop, "Control"
Like Janet, Planet, Stankonia's on ya
Moving like Floyd, comin' straight to Florida
Lock all your windows, then block the corridors
Pullin' off my belt 'cause a whipping's in order
Like a three-piece fish 'fore I cut your daughter
Yo quiero Taco Bell, then I hit the border
Pitty-pat rappers tryna get to five
I'm a microphone fiend tryin' to stay alive
When you come to ATL, boy, you better not hide
'Cause the Dungeon Family gon' ride, ha-ha!
[Chorus: André 3000 & Morris Brown College Gospel Choir]
Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad, yeah! (Ah, yeah)
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad, yeah! (Ah, yeah)
Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad, yeah! (Y'all over, yeah)
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad, yeah![Break: Morris Brown College Gospel Choir]
Bombs over Baghdad, yeah!
Bombs over Baghdad, yeah!
Bombs over Baghdad, yeah!
Bombs over Baghdad, yeah![Bridge: André 3000, Big Boi]
André
B-I-G
B-O-I
Bob, bob, bob, bob
OutKast
South of Georgia[Outro: André 3000 & Morris Brown College Gospel Choir]
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top (One, two, one, two, three, let's go!)
Power music, electric revival
Power music, electric revival
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The Black Eyed Peas - I Gotta Feeling (2009)
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[Chorus: will.i.am, will.i.am & Fergie]
I got a feelin'
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
A feelin'
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
A feelin', woo-hoo
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
A feelin', woo-hoo
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night (I feel)[Post-Chorus: will.i.am & Fergie, will.i.am]
Tonight's the night, let's live it up
I got my money, let's spend it up (I feel)
Go out and smash it, like, "Oh my God!"
Jump off that sofa, let's kick it off (I feel)[Verse 1: Fergie, will.i.am & Fergie, will.i.am]
I know that we'll have a ball
If we get down and go out and just lose it all
I feel stressed out, I wanna let it go
Let's go way out, spaced out, and losin' all control (I feel)[Refrain: will.i.am & Fergie]
Fill up my cup, mazel tov
Look at her dancin', just take it off (I feel)
Let's paint the town, we'll shut it down
Let's burn the roof
And then we'll do it again (I feel)
Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it
Let's do it, and do it, and do it, let's live it up (I feel)
And do it, and do it, and do it, do it, do it
Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it[Chorus: will.i.am, will.i.am & Fergie]
'Cause I got a feelin', woo-hoo
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
A feelin', woo-hoo
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night (I feel)[Post-Chorus: will.i.am & Fergie, will.i.am, Fergie]
Tonight's the night (Hey), let's live it up (Let's live it up)
I got my money (I'm payin'), let's spend it up (Let's spend it up)
Go out and smash it (Smash it), like, "Oh my God!" (Like, "Oh my God!")
Jump off that sofa (Come on), let's kick it off
[Refrain: will.i.am & Fergie]
Fill up my cup (Drank), mazel tov (L'chaim)
Look at her dancin' (Move it, move it), just take it off
Let's paint the town (Paint the town), we'll shut it down (Shut it down)
Let's burn the roof (Woo)
And then we'll do it again
Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it (Let's do it)
Let's do it, and do it (Do it), and do it, let's live it up
And do it (Do it), and do it (And do it)
And do it, do it, do it (And, and, and do it)
Let's do it (And do it), let's do it (And do it)
Let's do it, do it, do it, do it (Hey, hey, hey)[Verse 2: will.i.am]
Here we come, here we go, we gotta rock
Easy come, easy go, now we on top (I feel)
Fill the shot, body rock, rock it, don't stop
'Round and 'round, up and down, around the clock (I feel)[Bridge: will.i.am & Fergie]
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday (Do it)
Friday, Saturday, Saturday to Sunday (Do it)
Get-get-get-get-get with us, you know what we say (Say)
Party every day, pa-pa-pa-party every day[Chorus: will.i.am & Fergie, will.i.am]
And I'm feelin', woo-hoo
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
A feelin', woo-hoo
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
[Outro: will.i.am]
Woo-hoo
A Perfect Circle Counting Bodies Like Sheep (2004)
from genius.com
[Verse]
Don't fret, precious, I'm here
Step away from the window and go back to sleep
Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils
See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do[Pre-Chorus]
Count the bodies like sheep...
Count the bodies like sheep...Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Count the bodies like sheep[Chorus]
Go back to sleep, go back to sleep
(Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums)
Go back to sleep, go back to sleep
(Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums)Go back to sleep, go back to sleep
(Counting bodies like sheep)
Go back to sleep[Interlude]
Go to sleep!
Go to sleep!
Go to sleep!
Go to sleep![Chorus]
Go back to sleep, go back to sleep
Go back to sleep, go back to sleep
(Counting bodies like sheep)Go back to sleep, go back to sleep
(Counting bodies like sheep)
Go back to sleep, go back to sleep
(Counting bodies like sheep)Go back to sleep, go back to sleep
(Counting bodies like sheep)
(To the rhythm of the war drums)[Outro]
I'll be the one to protect you from
Your enemies and all your demons
I'll be the one to protect you from
A will to survive and a voice of reason
I'll be the one to protect you from
Your enemies and your choices, son
They're one and the same, I must isolate you
Isolate and save you from yourself
Send The Pain Below (2003)
from genius.com
[Verse 1]
I liked having hurt
So send the pain below, where I need it
You used to beg me to take care of things
And smile at the thought of me failing
But long before having hurt
I'd send the pain below
I'd send the pain below[Chorus]
Much like suffocating
Much like suffocating
Much like suffocating
(I'd send the pain below)
Much like suffocating
(I'd send the pain below)[Verse 2]
You used to run me away
All while laughing
Then cry about that fact
'Til I returned
But long before having hurt
I'd send the pain below
I'd send the pain below[Chorus]
Much like suffocating
Much like suffocating
Much like suffocating
(I'd send the pain below)
Much like suffocating
(I'd send the pain below)
Much like suffocating[Bridge]
I can't feel my chest
Need more
Drop down
Closing in
I can't feel my chest
Drop down[Chorus]
I liked having hurt
So send the pain below
So send the pain below
(Much like suffocating)
I liked
So send the pain below
(Much like suffocating)
Having hurt
So send the pain below
(Much like suffocating)
So send the pain below
(Much like suffocating)
So send the pain below
Watershed (2000)
from genius.com
You're my little indigo girl
Indigo eyes, indigo mind
And you're my little indigo girl
Indigo smile, indigo frownAnd I saw you crashing in
And I saw you crack a smile
I want you to be mine tonight
'cos you're my little indigo girl
It's a beautiful world
When you're aroundIt's a dream, it's a love
Tonight'cos every night I realize I need you close to me
But every night I compromise I lie here all aloneI long for you, my little indigo girl
It's a beautiful world
You are the queen and I'm the king
My little indigo girl
It's a beautiful world
When you're aroundYou are the queen, the queen of me
The queen of love, my lovely queen
Oh tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Oh tonight
Tonight
My queen tonight
Tonight
Oh tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Sarah McLachlan - I Will Remember You Lyrics (1995)
from genius.com
[Chorus]
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories[Verse 1]
Remember the good times that we had?
I let them slip away from us when things got bad
How clearly I first saw you smilin' in the sun
Wanna feel your warmth upon me
I wanna be the one[Chorus]
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories[Verse 2]
I'm so tired, but I can't sleep
Standin' on the edge of something much too deep
It's funny how we feel so much, but we cannot say a word
We are screaming inside, oh, we can't be heard[Chorus]
That I will remember you (Do bee dahm, dahm, dahm)
Will you remember me? (Do bee dahm, dahm, dahm)
Don't let your life pass you by (Do bee dahm, dahm, dahm)
Weep not for the memories[Bridge]
(Do bee dahm, dahm, dahm, dahm, dahm)
(Do bee dahm, dahm, dahm, dahm, dahm)
So afraid to love you
But more afraid to lose
Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose
Where once there was a darkness
A deep and endless night
You gave me everything you had, oh, you gave me life[Chorus]
And I will remember you (Do bee dahm, dahm, dahm)
Will you remember me? (Do bee dahm, dahm, dahm)
Don't let your life pass you by (Do bee dahm, dahm, dahm)
Weep not for the memories
And I will remember you (Do bee dahm, dahm, dahm)
Will you remember me? (Do bee dahm, dahm, dahm)
Don't let your life pass you by (Do bee dahm, dahm, dahm)
Weep not for the memories[Outro]
Weep not for the memories
TOOL - Invincible (2019)
from genius.com
[Verse 1]
Long in tooth and soul
Longing for another win
Lurch into the fray
Weapon out and belly in[Pre-Chorus]
Warrior struggling to remain consequential[Chorus]
Bellow aloud
Bold and proud
Of where I've been
But here I am[Verse 2]
Beating chest and drums
Beating tired bones again
Age-old battle, mine
Weapon out and belly in[Interlude]
Tales told of battles won
Of things we've done
Caligula would grin[Verse 3]
Beating tired bones
Tripping through remember when
Once invincible
Now the armor's wearing thin
Heavy shield down[Pre-Chorus]
Warrior struggling to remain relevant
Warrior struggling to remain consequential[Chorus]
Cry aloud
Bold and proud
Of where I've been
But here I am
Where I end[Pre-Chorus]
Warrior struggling to remain relevant
Warrior struggling to remain consequential[Instrumental Bridge]
[Refrain]
Tears in my eyes
Chasing Ponce de Leon's phantoms
So filled with hope
I can taste mythical fountains
False hope, perhaps
But the truth never got in my way
Before now, feel the sting
Feeling time bearing down
[Instrumental Break][Refrain]
Tears in my eyes
Chasing Ponce de Leon's phantoms
So filled with hope
I can taste mythical fountains
False hope, perhaps
But the truth never got in my way
Before now, feel the sting
Feeling time bearing down[Outro]
False hope, perhaps
But the truth never got in my way
Before now, feel the sting
Feeling time bearing down
Bearing down
Trace Adkins - Still A Soldier (2017)
from genius.com
[Verse 1]
He's got a corner lot on Dogwood Drive
A year-old truck and a nine to five
Comes home at night to a pretty wife
With a baby due
He'll sleep in on Saturday
Cut the grass if it don't rain
After church he'll watch the game and have a beer or two
He'll stand up when he hears the anthem
And that won't ever change[Chorus]
He's still a soldier
His blood runs red, white, and blue
He put away his gun and boots
But he still believes the American dream
'Til his last breath he'll always be a soldier
He's still a soldier[Verse 2]
He's on his couch for the news at ten
He'll see those places that he's been
And when a brother falls there's a part of him that does too
And if they called and needed him back
Oh, he'd be on that plane[Chorus]
He's still a soldier
His blood runs red, white, and blue
He put away his gun and boots
But he still believes the American dream
'Til his last breath he'll always be a soldier
He's still a soldier[Bridge]
He don't wake up anymore
When he hears thunder
Oh, but even if he lives to be a hundred
He'll still be a soldier[Chorus]
He's still a soldier
His blood runs red, white, and blue
He put away his gun and boots
But he still believes the American dream
'Til his last breath he'll always be a soldier
He's still a soldier
He's still a soldier
