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Waylon Jennings - Wild ones lyrics

Waylon Jennings - Wild ones lyrics



Wild ones by Waylon Jennings


Verse 1:
B E
Straight out of nowhere
B
And a little bit out of our minds
E
We were courting disaster
B
With one foot over the line
E
It was one for the show
B
And two for ol' shorty and me
E
We were the wild ones
D E B
We had this town up a tree
Chorus:
E
We were the wild ones
B
The ones they couldn't control
E
We were survivors
D E B
Good hearts - body and soul
E
We were the winners
B
'Cause we didn't know we could fail
E
We were the wild ones
D E B
And we had the world by the tail
Verse 2:
E
She was a lady
B
When a lady wasn't easy to be
E
Hangin' in limbo
B
She started hangin' with me
E
We were the music
B
'Cause we had a song we could sing
E
We were the wild ones
D E B
And we had the world on a string
Chorus.
E
We were the wild ones
D E B
And we had the world by the tail

Xzibit - Heart of man lyrics

Xzibit - Heart of man lyrics



Heart of man by Xzibit


Ain't a damn thing promised to ya,
Except living your life and dying one day, I'm just being honest to ya,
It take a whole lot just to get a little,
Getting caught up in the middle,
The answer to life riddles never come that easy,
But it was easy to lead me, But it wasn’t easy to see me,
Get up off the block to the TV,
And sell a couple million CD's, best believe me,
You see these calluses on my soul,
Couldn’t let hate and paralysis take control,
I pick you up when you're down till I can't no more,
My name sting in your mouth like canker sores,
Been at war my whole life, sleepless nights, endless fights,
But still cant walk to the light,
Cuz my work ain't finished on earth, for what it's worth,
From the cradle to the Hurst, God and family first, for real
Somewhere in the heart of man, (somewhere within, somewhere)
There comes a time when he must understand, (when he must understand)
The strong withstand, the weak will fall, (The strong withstand, the weak will fall)
Cuz tomorrow may not come at all (tomorrow may not come at all)
Life ain’t long it's more like a snap shot,
You can have the top I live for the hop,
Never take a day I'm breathing on this planet for granted,
Time for change, time for growth, peace, understandin',
See when niggaz keep forcing my hand, disturbing my plans,
Bringing out the soldier in a peaceful man,
It's like trying to build a house on sand; you’ll never get a solid foundation,
One man can change the nation,
Yo I put that on all creation,
Haitian, Jamaican, African, Asian, Caucasian, Indian whatever your persuasion,
This is the message: time is of essence,
Especially when you're counting your blessings,
Lessons learned from the deepest of pain,
Its not a game, keep my name out of your mouth and Im'ma keep it the same, ya dig,
It’s a shame, graduated to the rap game only to find out crack and rap was the same thing, damn
Somewhere in the heart of man, (somewhere within, somewhere)
There comes a time when he must understand, (when he must understand)
The strong withstand, the weak will fall, (The strong withstand, the weak will fall)
Cuz tomorrow may not come at all (tomorrow may not come at all)
Who got skill, who got hussle,
Who got their family with them, who pay for their muscle,
Yo, it's all gonna come out in the wash, the lost angel,
With dirty wings, bullets ricochet off my halo,
I lay low for no one, I love my life,
Ain't afraid of no hard work and sacrifice,
Was born twice through the life of my seed,
Making sure he see a side of life I was never able to see,
Hitting home like ground zero,
Move over now, peace to the real heroes, still underground,
I put it down for the homies that cant, that’s hard in the paint,
I'm living proof its never too late to be straight,
Once in a while I go back to the main strip,
And see the same niggaz still doing the same sh*t,
And all I can do is increase the flow,
Put it out, let it soak in and hope they grow, C'mon
Somewhere in the heart of man, (somewhere within, somewhere)
There comes a time when he must understand, (when he must understand)
The strong withstand, the weak will fall, (The strong withstand, the weak will fall)
Cuz tomorrow may not come at all (tomorrow may not come at all)
Somewhere in the heart of man, (somewhere within, somewhere)
There comes a time when he must understand, (when he must understand)
The strong withstand, the weak will fall, (The strong withstand, the weak will fall)
Cuz tomorrow may not come at all (tomorrow may not come at all)

Xzibit - Alkaholic lyrics

Xzibit - Alkaholic lyrics



Alkaholic by Xzibit


Alcoholic
[X]
Cmon
[E]
Xzibit!
[X]
Yeah..
[E]
Ahh.... E-Dub
[Xzibit]
It's that millenium ridiculous flow, I never let go
Niggaz gettin knocked out is part of my show
Let em know who they fuckn wit yo: a rhyme wrangler
Tri-angular, push off the hillside strangler
Dangle a, nigga by the ankle off the balcony
Now let his punk ass go, look out below (BELOWWWW)
It's a tale of two cities, come out when the sun go down
We officially not fuckin around
Stuck in the ground, fitted with a suit in a pine box
(hah!) with my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot
So beatbox all day in a nigga face
And all you bitches see the dick that you shoulda ate
[Chorus: Xzibit]
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fuckin Alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain't gotta put no extras on it
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fuckin Alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain't gonna put no extras on it
[Erick Sermon]
Yo, I'm in the zone, and lyrically gone
Got the spot blown, BOOM! Oklahoma
Watch the aroma, catch those who love me
My underground dirty cats on dune buggies
I be the type to take your watch and flaunt it
Kidnap T. Lewis and Jimmy Jam on it
Yo, I bang a nigga head til his neck pop
Do a KR's one to a black cop
X and E's, out for cream, get the money
While you stay broker than Al Bundy
Uhh, give it to yall, in Any Given Sunday
With J. Fox namin tha spot, make it hot
(I hate E so much right now!) Blow it down nigga, bounce
come off the ropes like J. Snooka
(Two fly motherfuckers) You can't fuck widdit
Backed by Open Bar, so y'all forget it
[Chorus]
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fuckin Alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain't gotta put no extras on it
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fuckin Alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain't gonna put no extras on it
[J-Ro]
J McEnroe, cam smashin, party crashin
I eat MC's like a ration
I'm sockin niggaz in their goatees
I leave you stiffer than that fool on my basketball trophies
I'm in the room with 10 G's, countin ten G's
Cause we need a bag of weed (can you smell it?)
Now we need ten dimes, to blow on these like wind chimes
Time to close the blinds cause you all in mines
I bought a bottle for the session, and did not share it
Drink so much Captain Mo' all I need is a parrot
You took the Alkaholik challenge, and lost your balance
You underground, we under water drinkin liquid by tha gallons
[Tash]
Slurred words, double vision, brain bustin, head rushin
Since I'm too drunk to walk, I rock a party on crutches
and still rush the roughest MC who wanna get it
Forget it, it's liquid, don't mix it, Xzibit
Ca-Tash on the blast the final piece to the puzzle
I slap bitches on the ass, I slap pimps about the muzzle
I shuffle with the microphone, bang rhymes consistant
You wack and I'm Ca-Tash and that's the motherfuckin difference
For instance, 21 and over, set your clocks back
(Tick tock tick tock) Still standin where the rocks at
Two-thousand-one, we still young guns that's restless
(Thirty niggaz, sixty hoes) and that's the motherfuckin guestlist
[Chorus]
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fuckin Alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain't gotta put no extras on it
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fuckin Alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain't gonna put no extras on it

Xzibit - Ride or die lyrics

Xzibit - Ride or die lyrics



Ride or die by Xzibit


Ride Or Die
(feat. Tone)
[Chorus]
We just ride and get high, 'til the sun cracks the sky
Keep that heat by my side, that's how gangsters get by
Cause it's an eye for an eye, when I bust you that's fly
My gun never been shy, that's how gangsters get by
It's either ride or die...
[Verse 1: Xzibit]
... we just boogy, advance
The rubber band stack thick in my pants
Real gangsters make plots and plans and touch dirt
Only prayin for the day when they can wash they hands
Real gangsters leave nothin to chance at first glance
If it ain't a sho' thing then you bet' not swing
Real gangsters keep that Cutlass clean, keep the monsters mean
And when you dump it drop it right at the scene
Real gangsters got a gangsta lean
You might not talk red, black, or blue but everybody talk green
Glance to my left look over my right shoulder
Livin life in my rearview, f**k stayin sober
Forget back I sit back and wait for the click-clack
Real gangsters want real spit so I spit that
Real gangsters don't even say it
They just hit the trunk cock it and spray it
Light up your Christmas! Yeah!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Xzibit]
... and don't slip up
It's way too late when the bodybags zip up
Real gangsters pray for they soul when they get up
You live by the gun but you'll die by that hit up
Watch that rig up, find yo'self in a box
in a spot where the cops can't dig up
Real gangsters ain't just thugs in bandanas
Slugs and big cannons, drugs and big hammers
Real gangsters open up ya minds and expand 'em
Why was Tupac really spittin at the cameras?
Cause real gangsters get no peace, they want us six feet deep
or locked down in the belly of the beast
Real gangsters make bread, rise like yeast
Won't hesitate to put hot chrome to ya teeth
So f**k beef! Real gangsters load heat
When ya see 'em in the street better call the police, c'mon
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Tone]
... syndrome is a fear
that inner-city residents have of they own peers
People in they own community
usin a case where two blacks got smoked by one in '93
And ain't now nigga be the murder case
Usin and servin survival sh*t as a defense plea
In Cali big knot (knot)
The judicial system out here'll have you level fo' 'til you rot
It's because of the system we violence stricken
Forced to frequent the zone when the reefer's driftin
And it's hella drift cause in Southeast Danglewood
Damn near, 30 years of Bloodin and Crippin
And we inflicted with a disease mo' trip than an H-I-V
Can't nuthin protect you from a hundred, drummer 2-2-3's
You can call the police
Wear a V-E-S-T but forget about safety
[Chorus]Xzibit Lyrics Index

Waylon Jennings - Crying lyrics

Waylon Jennings - Crying lyrics



Crying by Waylon Jennings


I was all right for a while
I could smile for a while
But when I saw you last night
You held my hand so tight
When you stopped to say hello
And though you wished me well
You couldn't tell
That I'd been
Crying over you
Crying over you
Then you said So long
Left me standing all alone
Alone and crying, crying, crying, crying
It's hard to understand
That the touch of your hand
Can start me crying
I thought that I was over you
But it's true, so true
I love you even more
Than I did before
But darling, what can I do
Oh you don't love me
And I'll always be
Crying over you
Crying over you
Yes, now you're gone
And from this moment on
I'll be crying, crying, crying, crying
I'm crying, crying
Oh-oh-oh-over you

Wayne Watson - Friend Of A Wounded Heart lyrics

Wayne Watson - Friend Of A Wounded Heart lyrics



Friend Of A Wounded Heart by Wayne Watson


Smile, make them think you're happy
Lie, and say that things are fine.
And hide that empty longing that you feel
Don't ever show it, just keep your heart concealed.
Why are the days so lonely?
I wonder where, where can a heart go free?
And who will dry the tears that no one sees?
There must be someone to share your silent dreams.
Caught like a leaf in the wind
Looking for a friend, where can you turn?
Whisper the words of a prayer
And you'll find Him there, arms open wide, love in His eyes.
CHORUS
Jesus, He meets you where you are.
Oh, Jesus, He heals your secret scars
All the love you're longing for is Jesus
The friend of a wounded heart.
Joy, comes like the the morning
Hope, deepens as you grow
and peace, beyond the reaches of your soul,
Comes blowing through you, for love has made you whole.
Once like a leaf in the wind
Looking for a friend, where could you turn?
You spoke the words of a prayer
And you found Him there, arms open wide, love in His eyes.
CHORUS

Xzibit - Choke Me, Spank Me lyrics

Xzibit - Choke Me, Spank Me lyrics



Choke Me, Spank Me by Xzibit


[Chorus: girl - repeat 4X]
Choke me, spank me, pull my hair
[Xzibit]
Cinnamon, with a taste of honey, it ain't funny
When she walk in the room, I can't help actin a fool
I know what she like, she act right
She act like she ain't gon' survive the night
without my dick all up in her ass, so quick, so fast
I see her twin towers and I'm ready to crash
Walk around naked witcha beautiful ass
Who the fuck taught ya how to move that fast?
It took time to perfect the stroke, by any note
Maybe we really don't need to drink and smoke
And just try a new position, perfect your dick kissin
Bang on your G-spot 'til your (voice is missin)
[Interlude: Xzibit - repeat 2X]
I don't want to love, you
I just want to fuck, you
You should bring your friends, through
I'll fuck you and them, too
[Chorus]
[Xzibit]
I work hard when I'm breakin your back, my lil' nyphomaniac
Suck it, swallow it, down the hatch
It ain't a game when she givin me brain, she doin her thang
I'm up all night but I never complain
I don't, waste no time with makeup lines
I just, look in her eyes and read the signs
A lot of dudes wanna pull on her arm
Cause her ass and titties light up a room like a major city
Just look how she fit in them jeans, it ain't fair
She get off too quick, when I pull on her hair
I'm the only nigga that can take you there
I ain't the only one fuckin and I don't care!
She come through with a couple of friends, a couple bottles of gin
And then, that's where the party begins
And I'm the only nigga that's around for blocks
Baby get on top, and don't you stop!
[Interlude]
[Xzibit]
I know you love the way I'm diggin it out
I know it's hard to talk with all this dick in your mouth
Menage-a-trois, for moi, let's figure this out
I drink your Hennesey fifth, let's work the shit out
She don't gotta cheat cause it's a waste of her time
She'll never find another dick that's bigger than mine
Hands and knees side by side, I hit from behind
Flip it up, givin a fuck, we fuck all night
Bottom line, when I straighten your spine
I'm gon' find spots that ain't been hit and blow your mind
Get in line, bitches stay on the grind, cause I'm on mines
Redecorate your hips and lips and thighs
Ain't surprised you can be so pretty and be so nasty
Ass in the air like a pass to Grassi
It's a, thin line between hoes and women
And close my dick with a hat and change the linen
[Interlude]
[Chorus - repeat 2X]

Xzibit - Step up lyrics

Xzibit - Step up lyrics



Step up by Xzibit


Daz:
Aw yeah!
Right about now it's time to get busy
Huh, straight out the box, nonstop
Kurupt the kingpin, xzibit, crooked i
(wait a minute, um)
Crooked i:
This is the art of, manslaughter
When I'm rockin' I'm more shockin' than droppin' a boom box in bath water
You entered the wrong scuffle
You catchin' a chrome buckle
I uppercut niggas hard enough to break my own knuckles
Deliver the sick verbals
My shotty spit a round, before you hit the ground,
Your body spin around, in six circles
Diminishin' infamous menaces
I'm waitin' to get dicced, if not, I'm a start finishin' innocents
Lyrics (lyrics), I'm breezin the region
Freezin g's in your legion
Freakin' ancient techniques when I'm speakin' phoenician
It's all about crooked
These b**ches shout crooked
I'll make you say the west coast ain't sh*t without crooked
I own a vicious label, niggas'll get disabled
When I'm spittin' rhymes written on project kitchen tables
I load this 4-5 and let slugs dive at ya
Now that's for crooked i, the scr*p happy, mic snatcha
Daz:
Motherfuccers can you dig that, huh?
Can you fucc with this?
Let's get kurupt the kingpin to fucc y'all niggas up
Y'all don't wanna see none of this west coast mc sh*t
Yeah, how you like me now motherf**ker!? !
Kurupt:
Terror starts, in the midst of your heart, starts
The storm, my vocals float like arts
In the mystic state of mind, when I create a rhyme
My microphone massacres every year the same time
With audio amputations, vocal thoughts of a loud talker
Up against the microphone night stalker
With a tendency of bashing mcs, like ten of me
As you can see I continue mashin' mcs
Caboom, the room gets cleared as my views get clearer
Extra-terrestrial microphone terror
In effect, get infected
Tell me what the fucc you expected
These venemous injections
I leave whole sections, and sections full of injections
From these poisenous melodies and selections
I select the methods of slow anguish
I mangle sh*t with my language
Tell me, have you ever seen one elope
With the microphone
In a scandal like abilities to make mcs explode
Baboom, alone in my own zone
So don't compare me to none
Not one's nearly
Severe, cuz I severely, impare mcs
Near me, oppose and fear me, I got plots and theories
Sincerely, I could have the spot locked
Niggas get stoned for touching microphones
With no knowledge on how to rock
Daz:
Yeah, back in effect, it don't stop
Turn your speakers up, dj battlecat on the table
We f**kin' it up like this and like that, yeah
Got my homeboy xzibit in the motherfuccin' house
Alkaholiks!
Xzibit:
When I was enlisted
I came to the table double fisted
Sadistic, heavy artillery, for all my enemies
Bust shots up in the sky screamin' obsenities
Make niggas sport cackies and chucks from hear to italy
It'll be, a cold day in hell when you see xzibit fail
Act like a b**ch on bail, tuck tail, and run
See we do it how it can't be done
I'm the rough cut, plus how the west was won
Or direct descendant of the gatling gun
Don't test me son, you fucc around and catch you one
That ain't a threat, that's a promise I can definitely keep
You can't compete wit' 25 niggas wit' heat in the street
Ready to repeat, round after after round at you
All hell break lose when the whole pound come through
I found that you and yours, can never fucc wit' mine
I own sh*t but gimme some more like busta rhymes
Cross the line, now you gotta pay the piper
I'm the alkaholik sniper, that be keepin' the crowds hyper
It's ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Can't stop till me and my niggas is platinum plus
My dogg kurupt
Daz:
Yeah, no sh*t
Yeah, y'all can't fucc wit' that
That's what I'm talkin' about
West coast, we been doin' this sh*t for years
Aint nothin' happenin' wit' that
Battlecat
(don't step up)
Right, right
(don't step up, unles you wanna get hurt)
Huh, huh, huh
(get get get get hurt)
Whatcha say
Motherfuccas that be hangin' in the battle
(get hurt, get get get get hurt)
That's what I'm talkin' about
Daz dillinger
(don't step up, unless you wanna get hurt)
Break it down, break it down
Huh
(mixed with battlecat's scratching)
Motherfuccas can't fade this sh*t

Wayne Wonder - Joyride lyrics

Wayne Wonder - Joyride lyrics



Joyride by Wayne Wonder


Joyride
Wayne Wonder & Baby Cham
Oooh Yeah Yeah Oooh
Chorus:
Taking a ride, a ride, a ride, a ride, a joyride me an some honeys etc.
Taking a ride, a ride, a ride, a ride, a joyride me an some honeys
Verse 1:
Cruising around wid a jeep full a honeys
Each one want to introduce me to their mommy
Some wan me pack up an come over wid me luggage
The ride not only smooth it will be rugged
My loving atttitude extremely cold bloodied
If you want to ride make sure you can manage
My daily menu is some peanut porridge
What's left to do is to do some damage
Chorus
Verse 2:
Its another day
The breeze is blowing
Like no other day
So lets get going
Got to get away
The vibe is flowing
Take you on the bay
Take it away !
Chorus
Verse 3:
I request de honeys whether black or the browns
Taking a joyride cruise on the the town
Big fat Patsy waan loose a couple poun
Watch de one Princess she sexy an roun
Repeat Verse 2
Chorus
Verse 3:
Cruising aroung wid a jeep load a honeys
Each one want to introduce me ah to their mommy
Some want me pack up an come over wid me luggage
The ride not only smooth it will be rugged
My loving attitide extremely cold bloodied
If you want to ride make sure you can manage
My daily menu is some peanut porridge
Don't forget de big basket wid some sandwich - yuh know wid some sandwich
Backround: Ah just me an me honeys...
Verse 4:
I request the honeys whether black or browns
Stranger an me on a cruise on de town
Big fat Patsy waan loose a couple poun
Watch de one Princess she sexy an roun
Ah love to she de girl dem inna dem skin fit gown
Whether yuh black an me say whether yuh brown
Me say Baby Cham an Waynie Wonder ruling de town.

Waylon Jennings - Are you ready for the country lyrics

Waylon Jennings - Are you ready for the country lyrics



Are you ready for the country by Waylon Jennings


(Neil Young)
Slippin' and a slidin' playin' Dominos
Leftin' and a rightin' ain't a crime you know
Well, I gotta tell the story
Before it's time to go.
Are you ready for the country
Are you ready for me
Are you ready for the country
Ain't that a sight to see?
--- Instrumental ---
Talkin' to a preacher
Said God was on his side
Talkin' to a butcher
They both were sellin' hides.
Well, I gotta tell the story boys
I don't know the reason why
Are you ready for the country
Are you ready for me
Are you ready for the country
Ain't that a sight to see?
--- Instrumental ---
Are you ready for the country
Are you ready for me
Are you ready for the country
Ain't that a sight to see?...