Nelly – Hot in Herre (2001)

Hot in
So hot it here
So hot in

I was like, good gracious ass bodacious
Flirtatious, tryin’ to show patience
Lookin’ for the right time to shoot my steelo
Lookin’ for the right time to flash them keys
Then um I’m leavin, please believe in
Me and the rest of my heathens
Checkin out a lot at the top of the Four Seasons
Penthouse, roof top, birds I’m feedin’
No deceivin’, nothin’ up my sleeve, no teasin’
I need you to get up up on the dance floor
Give that man what he askin’ for
‘Cos I feel like bustin’ loose and I feel like touchin’ you
And can’t nobody stop the juice, so baby tell me what’s the use
I said

(Chorus)
It’s getting hot in here
So take off all your clothes
I am gettin so hot, I wanna take my clothes off

Why you at the bar if you ain’t poppin’ the bottles
What good is all the fame if you ain’t fuckin’ the models
I see you drivin’ sportscars, ain’t hittin’ the throttle
And I be damned I do a hundred, top down in goggles
Get off the freeway, exit 106 and parked it
Ash tray, flip gate, time to spark it
Gucci collar for dollar, got out and walked it
I spit game ‘cos baby I can’t talk it
Walls, sweatin’, it’s hot up in this joint
Vokal tanktop on at this point
Your with a winner so baby you can’t lose
I got secrets, can’t leave Cancun
So take it off like your home alone
You know, dancin in front your mirror while you’re on the phone
Checkin’ your reflection and tellin’ your best friend
‘Like girl, I think my butt gettin’ big’

(Chorus) x2

(Bridge)
(Let it hang all out)
Mix a little bit a ah, ah
With a little bit a ah, ah
(Let it just fall out)
Give a little bit a ah, ah
With a little bit a ah, ah
(Let it hang all out)
With a little bit a ah, ah
And a sprinkle of that ah, ah
(Let it just fall out)
I like it when ya ah, ah
Girl, baby make it ah, ah

Stop pacin’, time wastin’
I got a friend with a pole in the basement (what)
I’m just kiddin’ like Jason (oh)
Unless you gon’ do it
Extra, extra spread the news
Nelly took a trip from the Lunar to Neptune
Came back with somethin’ thicker than fittin’ in sasoons
Say she like to think about cuttin’ in restrooms

(Chorus) x4

(Bridge)

Coolio – Gangsters Paradise (1995)

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I take a look at my life
And realize there’s nothin’ left
‘Cause I’ve been blastin’ and laughin’ so long that,
Even my mama thinks that my mind is gone
But I ain’t never crossed a man that didn’t deserve it
Me be treated like a punk, you know that’s unheard of
You betta watch how ya talking
And where ya walking
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk

I really hate to trip but I gotta lope
As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool
I’m the kinda g that little homie’s wanna be like
On my knees in the night
Saying prayers in the street light

Been spending most their lives
Living in a gangsta’s paradise (x2)

Keep spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta’s paradise (x2)

Look at the situation, they got me facing
I can’t live a normal life, I was raised by the state
So I gotta be down with the ‘hood team
Too much television watching, got me chasing dreams
I’m an educated fool with money on my mind
Got my tin in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I’m a loced out gangsta, set trippin banger
And my homies is down so don’t arouse my anger, fool
death ain’t nothing but a heart beat away
I’m living life do or die, what can I say?
I’m twenty-three now, but will I live to see twenty-four?
The way things is going I don’t know.

Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt are you and me?

Been spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta’s paradise(x2)

Keep spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta’s paradise(x2)

Power and the money, money and the power
Minute after minute, hour after hour
Everybody’s running, but half of them ain’t looking
What’s going on in the kitchen?
But I don’t know what’s cooking.
They say I gotta learn
But nobody’s here to teach me
If they can’t understand it , how can they reach me?
I guess they can’t
I guess they won’t, I guess they front
That’s why I know my life is out of luck, fool!

Been spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta’s paradise(x2)

Keep spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta’s paradise(x2)

Tell me why are we, so blind to see
That the ones we hurt, are you and me?(x2)

D12 – Purple Pills (2001)

[Eminem]
Ugh.. yo yo yo, yo

[Chorus: Eminem]
I take a couple uppers, I down a couple downers
But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple pills
I’ve been to mushroom mountain, once or twice but who’s countin
But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple pills

[Eminem]
Yo, yo
Cool, calm, just like my mom
With a couple of valium inside her palm
It’s Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve
To roll up on you like Christopher Reeves
I can’t describe the vibe I get
When I drive by six people and five I hit (oops)
Aww shit, I started a mosh pit
Squashed a bitch and stomped her foster kids (AHH!)
These ‘shrooms make me hallucinate
Then I sweat till I start losin weight
‘Til I see dumb shit start happenin
Dumber than Vanilla Ice tryin to rap again
So bounce, bounce, come on bounce
(GUNFIRE) I said come on, bounce
Everybody in the house with a half an ounce (weed?)
Not weed, I meant coke, dumb-ass sit down
We don’t bullshit, better ask around
D-12 throws the BOMBEST BASH IN town
Bizarre, your mom is passin out
Get her ass on the couch ‘fore she crashes out
Come on!

[Kon Artis and Kuniva]
Fuck that, someone help Denaun
He’s upstairs naked with a weapon drawn
Heh, hey Von you see me steppin on these leprechauns?
It gotta be acid cause the X is gone
Ya I took them all dawg with some parmegan
And I think my arm is gone
Naw it’s probably numb
Young, dumb, and full of cum
And I think he ’bout to swallow his tongue
Scary ass it was a false alarm
You think I’m ’bout to die when I just got on?
Yo stop actin stupid
You so high that you might wake up with a guy on some new shit (EWW!)
Yeah I think I did too much — This substance equals cuffs
Red pills, blue pills, and green — Big pills (that’s ill), mescaline!

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
Dirty Dozen, eighty of us, Shady brothers, ladies love us
That’s why our baby mothers love us but they hate each other
They probably wanna take each other out and date each other
Some-, somethin, some’un, some’un, some’un {*babbling*}

[Proof]
Pop pills, pills I pop
Pop two pills on stilts I walk
Snort two lines that were filled with chalk
Thought it was Incredible and killed the Hulk
I wanna, roll away like a rollerblade
Until my eyes roll back in my skull for days
And when I’m, old and gray look for dope to smoke
No okey-doke, I’m packin my nose with coke
(cough cough cough) Am I supposed to choke?
Had an accident when the Trojan broke
Ahh, poor baby, born by whore lady
Now I gotta strangle a.. (You’re crazy!)

[Swifty McVay]
I pop fo’ E’s at one time
And I don’t need water when I’m swallowin mine
(Yeah, you got any shrooms?) Does Bizarre smoke crack?
We can’t get jobs cause our arms show tracks
Why the hell you niggaz think I rap?
We do it just to get your company hijacked
And if you like smack (uh-huh) then I might too
(Swift, chill) I just wanna get high like you! (ewww)
And I don’t give a damn if they white or blue (uh-huh)
Speed, ‘shrooms, down the valiums (uh-huh)
Even smoke weed outta vacuums
I just copped some and I’m goin back soon

[Chorus]

[Bizarre]
I’m at rave lookin like a slave, high off chronic
Gin and tonic demonic, body smell like vomit
Pussy poppin, acid droppin, dope-headed guy
Heroin mescaline, pencilnecks, wanna try?
Blue pills, golden seals, got Bizarre, actin ill
Drugs kill (Yeah right) – Bitch, I’m for real!!!
Shut your mouth you dirty slut, you know you want it in your butt
I’ll put it in your cunt; let Bizarre nut!

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
Dirty Dozen, eighty of us, Shady brothers, ladies love us
That’s why our baby mothers love us but they hate each other
They probably wanna take each other out and date each other
Some-, somethin, some’un, some’un, some’un (babbling)
Fuck it

Sheryl Crow – All I Wanna Do (1994)

Intro (Spoken):
Hit it!
This ain’t no disco
This ain’t no country club either
This is LA!

All I wanna do is have a little fun before I
die.
Says a man next to me, outta nowhere.
This apropos nothing. He says his name is William.
But I’m sure it’s Bill, or Billy, or Mac, or Buddy.
And he’s plain ugly to me.
And I wonder if he’s ever had a day of fun in his whole life.
We are drinking beer at noon on Tuesday
In a bar that faces a giant car wash
The good people of the world are washing their cars
On their lunch break, hosing and scrubbing
As best they can in skirts and suits
They drive their shiny Datsons and Buicks
Back to the phone company, the record
store too,
Well, they’re nothing like Billy and me,cause

Chorus:
All I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I’m not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I’m not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica
Boulevard.

I like a good beer buzz early in the morning
And Billy likes to peel the labels
From his bottles of Bud
He shreds them on the bar
And he lights every match in an oversized pack
Letting each one burn down to his thick fingers
Before blowing and cursing them out – and he’s watching
The bottles of bud as they spin on the floor
And a happy couple enters the bar
Dangerously close to one another
The bartender looks up from his want ads.

Chorus:
All I Wanna Do is have some fun
I got a feeling I’m not the only one
All I Wanna Do is have some fun
I got a feeling I’m not the only one
All I Wanna Do is have some fun
Untill the sun comes up over Santa Monica
Boulevard

Otherwise the bar is ours. The day and the night
And the car wash too, the matches and the Buds
And the clean and dirty cars, the sun and the moon.

Chorus:
All I Wanna Do is have some fun
I got a feeling I’m not the only one
All I Wanna Do is have some fun
I got a feeling I’m not the only one
All I Wanna Do is have some fun
Untill the sun comes up over Santa Monica
Boulevard

Green Day – Brain Stew/Jaded (1995)

(Brain Stew)
I’m having trouble trying to sleep
I’m counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by and still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mind
On my own here we go

My eyes feel like they’re gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry my face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room
On my own here we go

My mind is set on over-drive
The clock is laughing in my face
Crooked spine my sense is dull
Past the point of delerium
On my own here we go

My eyes feel like they’re gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry my face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room
On my own here we go

(Jaded)
Somebody keep my balance
I think I’m falling off
Into a state of regression
The expiration date
Rapidly coming up
It’s leaving me behind to rank

Always more forward
Going “straight” will get you nowhere
There is no progress
Evolution killed it all
I found my place in nowhere

I’m taking one step sideways
Leading with my crutch
Got a fucked up equilibrium
Count down from 9 to 5
Hooray! We’re gonna die!
Blessed into our extinction

Always more forward
Going “straight” will get you nowhere
There is no progress
Evolution killed it all
I found my place in nowhere

Always more forward
Going “straight” will get you nowhere
There is no progress
Evolution killed it all
I found my place in nowhere

Jay-Z – Can I Get A… (1998)

[Jay-Z]
What? well fuck u..bitch

Bounce wit me, wit me, wit me wit me
Can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me, wit me wit me
Can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me, ge-gi-gi-gi-gi-gi
Can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me, ye-ye-yeah

ya-ya-yah-yeah bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Ge-gi, ge-gi-gi-gi-geyeah bounce wit me, bounce wit me

Verse One: Jay-Z

Can I hit in the morning
without givin you half of my dough
And even worse if I was broke would you want me?
If I couldn’t get you finer things
like all of them diamond rings bitches kill for
would you still roll?
If we couldn’t see the sun risin off the shore of Thailand
would you ride then, if I wasn’t drivin?
If I wasn’t ah, eight figure nigga by the name of Jigga
would you come around me or would you clown me?
If I couldn’t flow futuristic would ya
put your two lips on my wood and kiss it – could ya
see yourself with a nigga workin harder than 9 to 5
contend with six, two jobs to survive, or
do you need a balla? So you can shop and tear the mall up?
Brag, tell your friends what I bought ya
If you couldn’t see yourself with a nigga when his dough is low
Baby girl, if this is so, yo..

Chorus: repeat 2X

[Jay-Z] Can I get a fuck you
to these bitches from all of my niggaz
who don’t love hoes, they get no dough
[Amil] Can I get a woop woop
to these niggaz from all of my bitches
who don’t got love for niggaz without dubs?

[Amil] Now can you bounce wit me, uhh
[Jay-Z] Bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Amil] Uh uh.. Major Coins, Amil-lion
[Jay-Z] Bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Amil] Uhh, yo bounce wit me
[Jay-Z] Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Amil] Yeah, uh-uh uh uh

Verse Two: Amil

You ain’t gotta be rich but fuck that
How we gonna get around your bus pass
Fo’ I put this pussy on your mustache
Can you afford me, my niggaz breadwinners, never corny
Ambition makes me, so horny
Not the fussin and the frontin
If you got nuttin, baby boy, you betta
“Git Up, Git Out and get somethin” Shit!
I like a, lot of P-rada, Alize and Vodka
Late nights, candlelight, then I tear the cock up
Get it up I put it down everytime it pop up, huh
I got to snap em, let it loose, then I knock ya
Feel the juice, then I got ya, when you produce a rocka
I let you meet momma and introduce you to poppa
My, coochie remains in a Gucci name
Never test my patience nigga, I’m high maintenance
High class, if you ain’t rollin, bypass
If you ain’t holdin, I dash yo

Chorus

[Jay-Z] Now can you bounce for me, bounce for me
[Ja] Uhh
[Jay-Z] Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Ja] Uhh!
[Jay-Z] Gi-gi-gi-geyeah-geyeah
[Jay-Z] Can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Ja] UHH!
[Jay-Z] Gi-gi-gi-gi can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[Ja] Uhh! Yeah

Verse Three: Ja (Rule)

It ain’t even a question
how my dough flows, I’m good to these bad hoes
Like my bush wet and undry like damp clothes
What y’all niggaz don’t know, it’s eazy, to pimp a hoe
Bitches betta have my, money fo’ sho’
Before they go, runnin they mouth, promotin half
I be diggin they, back out, go ‘head, let it out
I fucks with my gat out, bounce and leave a hundred
Makin em feel, slutted even if they don’t want it
It’s been so long
since I met a chick ain’t on my tips but then I’m
Dead wrong, when I tell em be gone
So hold on to the feelin of flossin and platinum
cause from now on, you can witness Ja the i-con
with hoodies and Timbs on, cause I thugs my bitches
VeVe, studs my bitches, then we rob bitch niggaz
I’m talkin bout straight figures if you here, you wit us
If not Boo, you know what, I still fucked you

Chorus

[Jay-Z]
Now can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Ge-gi, ge-gi-gi-gi bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Wit me wit me wit me bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Bounce, bitch, bounce.. wit me wit me wit me wit me
Can ya bounce wit me wit me
Ge-gi, uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh
Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh
Can ya bounce wit me bounce wit me
Geyeah
Geyeah

Hollywood Undead – Undead (2008)

Undead…..Undead…..Undead

Chorus: (2x)

Undead
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we’ll rise so let`s fight today.
You know I don`t give a fuck what you think or say,
Cuz we gonna rock this whole place anyway.

Verse One:

Look up and see that motherfuckin` writin on the wall,
When you see J3T …30 deep he’s down to brawl,
Fuck all haters I see, cuz I hate that you breathe,
I see you duck, you little punk, you little fuckin` disease.
I got HU tatted on the front of my arms, boulevard brass knuckles in the
Back of the car, cuz we drunk drive Cadillac`s we never go far, but when
You see us motherfuckers, better know who we are.
I got one thing to say to punk asses who hate, motherfuckers don’t know,
But you better watch what you say,
From these INDUSTRY fucks, to these faggot ass punks,
You don’t know what it takes to get this motherfuckin` drunk?
I’m already ridin` baby, it`s a little too late, Johnny`s takin` heads off of
All faggots who hate.
Cuz I’m a God, motherfucker, there’s a price to pay….
Ya I’m a God, motherfucker…..and it`s Judgement Day

Chorus (2x)

Verse Two:

I’m getting used to this nuisance of fags who bad mouth this music
How fuckin` stupid and foolish of you to think you can do this
You cowards can’t you never will, don’t even try to pursue it
I took the chance, I paid the bill, I nearly died for this music
You make me wanna run around pullin` my guns out and shit
Your temptin` me to run my mouth and call you out on this bitch
How ignorant you gotta be to believe any of this?
You need to slit your wrist, get pissed and go jump off a bridge
What you can’t see the sarcasm in the verses I spit?
What you think I just got lucky and didn’t work for this shit?
Bitch, I’ve been working at this ever since I was a kid
I’ve played a million empty shows for only family and friends,
What kind of person would dis a band that deserves to get big?
I’d hate to be that person when my verse comes out their kids lips
That shits as worse as it gets, this verse is over, I quit
Signing Charlie Scene…….. on your girlfriends titties

Chorus (2x)

Verse Three:

White boys with tattoos, pa..pointin` right at you
We’re breakin everything, ra..roudy like a class room
Pack of wolves, cuz we don’t follow the rules
And when you’re runnin` your mouth, our razor blades come out
Bu…but you already press, and you know I never stress,
With Loki DMS, J..Johnny to my left
Got phantom and the rest who are down to rep the west ,
I grew up on by drive by’s and LA gang signs
So what the fuck you know about bein` a gangsta`?
And what the fuck you know about bein` in danger?
You ain`t doin` this so you know you just talking` shit,
Mad at all of us…. cuz every song is a fuckin` hit

Chorus (2x)

Undead
Motha` fucka` time to ride.. ride
Undead
I see you duck when we drive by
Undead
Motha` fucka` it`s time to ride.. ride
Undead
Won`t you punks just die.. die.. die
Undead

Lazyboy – Underwear Goes Inside the Pants (2004)

Why is marijuana not legal? Why is marijuana not legal? It’s a natural
plant that grows in the dirt. You know what’s not natural? Eighty year
old dudes with hard ons. That’s not natural, but we’ve got pills for that.
We’re dedicating all our medical resources to keeping the old guys
erect but we’re putting people in jail for smoking something that grows
in the dirt?

You know, we have more prescription drugs now than ever. Every
commercial on TV is a prescription drug ad. I can’t watch TV for four
minutes without thinking i have five serious diseases. Like, “Do you
ever wake up tired in the mornings?” Oh my god, I have this, write
this down! Whatever this is, I have this! Half the time you don’t even
know what the commercial is, there’s people running through fields,
or flying kites, or swimming in the ocean. Like, that is the greatest
disease ever! How do you get that? That disease comes with a hot
chick and a puppy!

The schools now, it’s all about self-esteem in the schools. Build the
kids’ self-esteem, make them feel good about themselves. If
everybody grows up with high self esteem, who’s gonna dance in our
strip clubs? What’s gonna happen to our porno industry? These women
don’t just grow on trees, it takes lots of drunk daddies missing a lot of
dance recitals before you decide to blow a goat on the internet for fifty
bucks. And if that disappears, where does that leave me on a Friday
with my new high speed connection?

Sing sing sing… Sing your song… Sing for me… (Come on now, sing)
Sing sing sing… Sing your song… Sing for me… (Sing sing sing…)

Mastermind’s not a word that comes up all the time, you keep hearing
about these, ah, these terrorist masterminds that are being killed over
in the middle-east. Terrorist masterminds! Mastermind is sort of a lofty
way to describe what these guys do, don’t you think? They’re not
masterminds! “Okay you take bomb, right? And you put in backpack,
then you get on the bus and you blow yourself up.” “Why do I have
to… blow myself up? Why don’t I put, uh –” “Who’s the fucking
mastermind here, me or you?!”

Americans, let’s face it, we’ve been a spoiled country for a long time,
you know what the number one health risk in america is? Obesity!
Obesity! They say we’re in the middle of an obesity epidemic. An
epidemic! Like it’s Polio! Like, we’ll be talking to our grandchildren
about it one day, the great obesity epidemic of 2004. “How’d you get
through it, grandpa?” “Oh, it was horrible, Johnny, there was
cheesecake and pork chops everywhere.”

Nobody knows why we’re getting fatter, look at our lifestyles. I’ll sit at
a drive-thru, I’ll sit there for, I’ll sit there behind fifteen other cars
instead of getting up and making an eight foot walk to the totally
empty counter. Everything’s mega-mealed, super-sized, “Want
biggie fries with that, want a jumbo-fry, wanna go large, want a
biggie fry, wanna have thirty burgers for a nickel, you fat
motherfucker? There’s room in the bag, take it! Want a fifty-five
gallon drum of coke with that? It’s only three more cents!”

Sing sing sing… Sing your song… Sing for me… (Come on now, sing)
Sing sing sing… Sing your song… Sing for me… (Sing sing sing…)

Sometimes you’ve gotta suffer a little in your youth to motivate you to
succeed later in life. You think if Bill Gates got laid in high school, do
you think there’d be a Microsoft? Of course not! You’ve got to spend a
long time stuffed in your own locker with your underwear wedged up
your ass before you start thinking: “I’m gonna take over the world of
computers, you’ll see! I’ll show them!”

We’re in one of the richest countries in the world and the minimum
wage is lower now than it was thirty-five years ago. There are
homeless people everywhere, this homeless guy asked me for money,
the other day, I was about to give it to him, and I thought: he’s just
gonna use it on drugs or alcohol. And then I thought: That’s what I’m
gonna use it on! Why am I judging this poor bastard? People love to
judge homeless guys. Like, you give him the money and he’s just
gonna waste it, he’s gonna waste the money. Well he lives in a box!
What do you want him to do with it, save it up and buy a wall unit?
Take a little run to the store for a throw rug and a cd rack? He’s
homeless! I walked behind this guy the other day, a homeless guy
asked him for money, he looks right at the homeless guy, he goes:
“Why don’t you go out and get a job, you bum?”

People always say that to homeless guys, get a job. Like it’s always
that easy. This homeless guy was wearing his underwear outside his
pants. I’m guessing his resume ain’t all up to date. I’m predicting
some problems during the interview process. I’m pretty sure
McDonalds has an ‘Underwear Goes Inside The Pants’ policy Not that
they enforce it very strictly, but technically, i’m sure it’s on the books.

Sing sing sing… Sing your song… Sing for me… (Come on now, sing)
Baby, Sing sing sing… Sing your song… Sing for me… (Sing sing sing…)

Bone Thugs-n-Harmony – Tha Crossroads (1995)

Bone Bone Bone Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone
Now tell me whatcha gonna do
when there ain’t no where to run
(When judgment comes for you, when judgment comes for you)
And tell me whatcha gonna do
when there ain’t no where to hide
When judgment comes for you (Cause it’s gonna come for you)

[Bizzy]
Let’s all bring it in for Wally, Eazy, C’s uncle Charlie
Little Boo, cause God’s got him and I’m gonna miss everybody
I done roll with Bone my gang look to where they lay
When playing with destiny, plays too deep for me to say
Lil’ Layzie came to me, told me if he should decease well then please
Bury me by my grand-grand and when you can, come follow me

[Layzie]
God bless you working on a plan to Heaven
Follow the Lord all 24/7 days, GOD is who we praise
even though the devil’s all up in my face
But he keeping me safe and in my place, say grace
To ingage the race with a chance to face the judge
And I’m guessing my soul won’t budge
Grudge because there’s no mercy for thugs
Boom, what can I do it’s all about our family and how we roll
Can I get a witness let it unfold
We living our lives to eternal our soul aye-oh aye-oh

[Krayzie]
Prayyyyyyy, and we pray and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Still we laced, now follow me roll stroll
Whether is tell of his Heaven
Come let’s go take a visit of people that’s long gone
Darris, Wally, Eazy, Terry, Boo
Instead of keepin’ up wit’ they family
Exactly how many days we got lasting
While you laughin we’re passing, passing away
So y’all go rest y’all souls
Cause I know I’ma meet you up at the crossroads
Y’all know y’all forever got love from them Bone Thugs baby

[Wi$h]
Now Eazy’s long gone
Really wish he would come home
But when it’s time to die
Gotta go bye bye
All a lil’ thug could do is cry, cry
Why they kill my dog, damn man
I miss my uncle Charles y’all
and he shouldn’t be gone, in front of his home
What they did to Boo was wrong
Ohhh wrong ooooohh wrong
Gotta hold on gotta stay strong
When the day comes
Better believe Bone got a shoulder you can lean on (lean on)

Hey and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday

[Chorus – Layzie and Krayzie]
See you at tha crossroads, crossroads, crossroads
So you won’t be lonely
See you at tha crossroads, crossroads, crossroads
So you won’t be lonely
See you at tha crossroads, crossroads, crossroads
So you won’t be lonely
See you at tha crossroads, crossroads, crossroads
So you won’t be lonely

[Bizzy]
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody when I’m gone
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody when I’m gone
And I’m gonna miss everybody
[Layzie]
Livin’ in a hateful world sendin’ me straight to Hell
That’s how we roll
Livin’ in a hateful world sendin’ me straight to Hell
That’s how we roll
Livin’ in a hateful world sendin’ me straight to Hell
That’s how we roll
And I’m asking the good lord “Why?”
It’s I he told me we live to die

[Krayzie]
What’s up with murder y’all, see my little cousin was hung
Somebody was really wrong, everybody want to test us dawg
Then Miss Sleazy set up Eazy to fall, you know why we sinnin’
And Krayzie intended on endin’ it when it ends
Wanna come again, again and again
Now tell me whatcha gonna do

[Wi$h]
Can somebody anybody tell me why?
Hey, can somebody anybody tell me why we die, we die? oooo so wrong
I dont wanna die

sooo wrong

Ohhh so wrong
Ohhhhh wrong

See you at tha crossroads, crossroads, crossroads
So you won’t be lonely

Eamon – Fuck It (I Don’t Want You Back) (2003)

See, I don’t.. know why.. I liked you so much,
I gave you all of my trust..
I told you.. I loved you..
Now that’s all down the drain..
You put me through a pain..
I wanna let you know how I feel..

::CHORUS::
Fuck what I said.. It don’t mean shit now..
Fuck the presents, might as well throw ’em out..
Fuck all those kisses, they didn’t mean jack..
Fuck you, you hoe.. I don’t want you back..

Fuck what I said.. It don’t mean shit now..
Fuck the presents, might as well throw ’em out..
Fuck all those kisses, lthey didn’t mean jack..
Fuck you, you hoe.. I don’t want you back..

You thought.. you could.. Keep this shit from me..
Yeah, you burned bitch.. I heard the story..
You played me.. You even gave him head..
Now you’re asking for me back..
You’re just another hag..
Look elsewhere ’cause you’re done with me..

::CHORUS::
Fuck what I said.. It don’t mean shit now..
Fuck the presents, might as well throw ’em out..
Fuck all those kisses, they didn’t mean jack..
Fuck you, you hoe.. I don’t want you back..

Fuck what I said.. It don’t mean shit now..
Fuck the presents, might as well throw ’em out..
Fuck all those kisses, they didn’t mean jack..
Fuck you, you hoe.. I don’t want you back..

oh, oh, uh huh, yeah..
oh, oh, uh huh, yeah..
oh, oh, uh huh, yeah..
oh, oh, uh huh, yeah..

You questioned.. Did I care?
You can ask anyone.. I even said you were my great one..
Now it’s.. over..
But I do admit I’m sad..
It hurts real bad..
I can’t sweat that cos I loved a hoe..

::CHORUS::
Fuck what I said.. It don’t mean shit now..
Fuck the presents, might as well throw ’em out..
Fuck all those kisses, they didn’t mean jack..
Fuck you, you hoe.. I don’t want you back..

oh, oh, uh huh, yeah..
oh, oh, uh huh, yeah..
oh, oh, uh huh, yeah..
oh, oh, uh huh, yeah..

oh, oh, uh huh, yeah..
oh, oh, uh huh, yeah..
oh, oh, uh huh, yeah..
oh, oh, uh huh, yeah..