Birds flying high You know how I feel Sun in the sky You know how I feel Reeds driftin′ on by You know how I feel It′s a new dawn It′s a new day It′s a new life For me And I′m feeling good
Fish in the sea You know how I feel River running free You know how I feel Blossom in the tree You know how I feel It′s a new dawn It′s a new day It′s a new life For me And I′m feeling good
Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don′t you know Butterflies all havin′ fun you know what I mean Sleep in peace when the day is done And this old world is a new world And a bold world For me
Stars when you shine You know how I feel Scent of the pine You know how I feel Yeah freedom is mine And I know how I feel It′s a new dawn It′s a new day It′s a new life For me
Link it to the world Link it to yourself Stretch it like a birth squeeze The love for what you hide The bitterness inside Is growing like the new born When you′ve seen, seen Too much, too young, young Soulless is everywhere
Hopeless time to roam The distance to your home Fades away to nowhere How much are you worth You can′t come down to earth You′re swelling up, you′re unstoppable
′cause you′ve seen, seen Too much, too young, young Soulless is everywhere
Destroy the spineless Show me it′s real Wasting our last chance To come away Just break the silence ′cause I′m drifting away Away from you
Link it to the world Link it to yourself Stretch it like it′s a birth squeeze And the love for what you hide And the bitterness inside Is growing like the new born
When you′ve seen, seen Too much, too young, young Soulless is everywhere
Destroy the spineless Show me it′s real Wasting their last chance To come away Just break the silence ′cause I′m drifting away Away from you
Is your secret safe tonight? And are we out of sight? Or will our world come tumbling down? Will they find our hiding place? Is this our last embrace? Or will the world start caving in?
Love is our resistance They′ll keep us apart and they won′t stop breaking us down Hold me Our lips must always be sealed
If we live our life in fear I′ll wait a thousand years Just to see you smile again Kill our prayers for love and peace You′ll wake the thought police We can hide the truth inside
The paranoia is in bloom, the PR The transmissions will resume They′ll try to push drugs Keep us all dumbed down and hope that We will never see the truth around
So come on
Another promise, another scene, another A package not to keep us trapped in greed With all the green belts wrapped around our minds ...and endless red tape to keep the truth confined
So come on
They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us We will be victorious
Interchanging mind-control come let the Revolution take its toll if you could Flick the switch and open your third eye, you′d see that We should never be afraid to die
So come on
Rise up and take the power back, it′s time that The fat cats had a heart attack, you know that Their time is coming to an end, we have to Unify and watch our flag ascend
So come on
They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us We will be victorious
So come on
They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us We will be victorious
[talking: Ludacris] Yea! tell Y′all a lil′ story right quick man, LUDA!
[Verse 1:] First the Fat Boyz break up, Now everyday I wake up, Somebody done call it quits, Shit I thought Bobby and Whitney stay together forever if they made it that long, I guess the drugs weren′t that strong And now it′s Russel and Kimora even Jordan and Wanita And to top it off Brad left Jen for Angelina! What the hell is going on in this World?! This just can′t be! If Will and Jada can do it, then why can′t we?! Hillary is still with Bill Clinton, How did they do it? He got his dick sucked and the whole damn world knew it! Now Paul McCartney losing half of his life, All because he got divorced from his wife, Somebody said "it′s cheaper to keep her", But not in K-Fed′s case (nope!) ′cause Britney even had to pay for K-Fed′s case (Cha-Ching!) Nick and Jessica, Trina and Wayne And if you broke up with your girl I know you feelin′ the pain because...
[Chorus:] Everybody′s breaking, breaking Up, Let′s stay together (together [x2]) United we Stand, divided we fall Let′s stay together United we Stand, divided we fall Common! Everybody′s breaking, breaking Up, Let′s stay together (together [x2]) United we Stand, divided we fall Let′s stay together United we Stand, divided we fall
[Verse 2:] First it was Shaq and Kobe (yea), then Iverson and Philly (yea), T.O. and Mcnabb (yea), even Game and 50 (yep!), I guess sometimes you gotta let the past be the past (past), But I′d give a hundred thou′ to see Jay with Dame Dash, B.G. with Lil′ Wayne (yea!), Juvenile and Turk (yea!), Mannie Fresh with Baby (un huh), How can we make it work? Crunchy with 3-6 (yea!), Diamond with Crime Mob (yea!), Lauryn Hill with the Fugees (what?!), Remy with Terror Squad (Woo!), Lil′ Kim back with C′s and Snoop with More Dre, Dre With Mo-Big Boys, CD′s with Mo-Plays, Tribes with no Quest, Salt with no Pepa, Even the Eagles broke up and got the Fuck back together, Selling millions of copies And getting that cash And Raz B said "Chris Stokes was getting that Ass", I don′t even understand it, What the hell went wrong? Maybe folks will wise up and take heed to this song because...
[Chorus:] Everybody′s breaking, breaking Up, Let′s stay together (together [x2]) United we Stand, divided we fall Let′s stay together United we Stand, divided we fall Common! Everybody′s breaking, breaking Up, Let′s stay together (together [x2]) United we Stand, divided we fall Let′s stay together United we Stand, divided we fall (I can′t take it, Oh!)
[Verse 3:] First Wu-Tang broke up, Now O.D.B. is gone, Now I′m hearing Cam′ron don′t talk to Jim Jones, Who would′ve saw that Shit coming? Certainly not me, or Tha Dogg Pound break up, or Goodie M-O-B, then Shawnna almost jumped ship from DTP, If Chingy left and came back Then damn it why can′t she? We gotta think us of all for one And one for all HIP HOP United we stand divided we Fall So why is?
[Chorus:] Everybody breaking, breaking Up, Let′s stay together (together [x2]) United we Stand, divided we fall Let′s stay together United we Stand, divided we fall Come on! Everybody breaking, breaking Up, Let′s stay together (together [x2]) United we Stand, divided we fall Let′s stay together United we Stand, divided we fall Come on! Everybody breaking, breaking up, Let′s stay together (together [x2]) United we Stand, divided we fall Let′s stay together United we Stand, divided we fall [faded Ending]
[Ludacris:] Luda!.. I hadn′t killed so many niggas in the booth, I sell rappers on e-bay, Soldiers couldn′t cause more disaster on D-Day, Haters better cover up their jon like freeway Cause every hit record′s been instant like replays, Hold the line I got yo momma on 3-way, Tell her Luda′s got more records than a DJ, Tell her she should blow me like candles on yo B-Day, Cause I signed more lines than she′s passed on the freeway, Mo′ checks than you ever could imagine, Mo′ wood up in ma wippin′, Than a forest full of cabins, And yes I stay high on that purple like Aladdin, Them women say I talk more game than Jon Madden, Howd it happen howd they let me in the booth, How they let these rappers lie, How dare I tell the truth! I′m the truth, and these other boys phoney, It′s a movie so act like you know me...
[Chorus - Ludacris] I′m a lyricist till the death, So I got what you need, Ludacris, I′m the last of a dying breed, And we almost extinct, So I′m saying it loud, Say it with me: ′MC please move the crowd′ Say it with me: ′MC please move the crowd′ Say it with me: ′MC please move the crowd′
.. [DJ... ing]
[Lil Wayne] I got it baby! And I′m a MC, I move the ground like Moses, Like the Red Sea, I wear red like roses, Go against me and you be dead like roses, Spittin′ at yo head for the bread like toasts, Never had a ′oaster, I keep it on my lap, And hip-hop ain′t dead it just had a heart attack, But you see I keep it pumping, Yeah I got that hard back, So just call me little carter, Or little cardiac, Precious like an artifact, Valuable like a quarterback, Edibale like they call me Jack, Fall back like a starter hat, And now did he thought a that, I mean now did he think a that I mean now did I think a that Now like a rental bring-you-back, I mean now did i think of that, I just buy my self some time, Some one could throw me a suprise party for every rhyme, Everytime I do it, I do it dirty like slime, For the dirty and fine, Hip Hop I′m alive!
[Chorus]
[Ludacris] This is music muscle mania, my verse on steroids, Probably planes, I′m the Jet-son like Elroy, Flyin′ through the sky at amazin′ speeds, We on the super man cush and that amazin′ weave, The new Bentley came out, My team said: Luda, get it! 20 thou says I′m the only nigga with it! New Era on yo brain, like a A-town fit it, I′m not E-40 but I′m so sick wit it! That my flow got the flu, Hoes I gotta pue, But I′m stingey with the doe, I′m like no not the ′U′ What the fuck was you thinkin! Off what I′m thinkin′, Me and Wayne on that lead, What the fuck was you drinking! Stinking like that dead body off in the wood, So I snatched her like a weave coming off in the hood, And if you down for no bad, Then up to no good, And it′s important that you make it understood?...
[Verse 1: Ludacris] Death by lyrical injection I kill you rappers A lot of green with a yellow complexion Women call me the Green Bay packer I pack the zero’s Meaning mucho deniro So paid, rappers is waitin’ on trades and they all get Knicked like Melo Hello, LUDA! Tell theses other boys double up ‘Cause I got some work all on my waist but I call it a tummy tuck My every records jumpin’, or playin’ double dutch I shit on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts
[Verse 2: Joe Budden] Let me tell this to the people not understandin’ my moxy Animal, watch me if you think it’s ?, stop me But then I hit ‘em with a flow, that they can’t even copy See, we don’t play that Where I’m from it’s like fantasy hockey Sup with the dog, thugs want a war Bad jean, what you want to trade slugs with ‘em for While you cuffin’ em more, I’m stuffin’ the jaw Illegal for you to reworking Kevin Love on the board, dog? You and your skills ? on my squad I put you on a crash course in a smart car Going speeding not relying on the brake pad The car you still drive on the race track So you lying bout your feelings and the Maybach? A ghost tail for the Phantoms, face facts? We ruin hip hop, slaughterhouse and payback In the shape of a tatt, you done faded to black GO…
[Hook: Claret Jai]
[Verse 3 - Royce da 5′9′′] I went from eating top ramen to being top rhymer Check full of commas No regrets except for the drama I remember a time when my only perfection was my momma My mind in the wrong direction Now it’s time ya bow down in ? Writ in my honour cause bitch I’m bonker, plural In a whip with my Ivanka, pompous? girl She on E, feeling on me, singing on key While I’m bumping We Are The World Got a sniff from Britney, no he didn’t did he “We run this town” No he didn’t did he I feel like tinting the glass, You take a sip with me She from the city of Jackson I call her Mississippi, that was pretty witty Demand like a black man tryna get re-elected He aint get it, did he?
[Hook: Claret Jai]
[Joell Ortiz] ? to the pedal Pedal to the floor Just whippin’ it through the ghetto Metal in the door, case I gotta throw some lead into ya, boy Referee mind state, I’m settling the score I don’t know what ya’ll hating for Wait, wait, know what, matter fact I don’t know what you’re waiting for I aint finna say nothing, turn the bass up more til the speakers pop I get a kick outta that, like a sneakers spot See I was a little kid with his thumbs in his ears and his tongue in his ear going na-na-na-nah-naaar Just when you think it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar Everything I speak is hot But bont be mad at least everything you speak is… I can’t think of nothing nice to say, you’re not nice okay
[Crooked I] Rapper, hustler, entrepreneur My shit fly like I’m launching manure Lord of the underground, God of the saw On Hennessy black, ? to the jaw Yeah I’m off the block This aint work, call me “I’m off the block” I’m a syllable, Hannibal, killer cannibal With a mechanical manual to deliver the flammable ammo Lyrical and I’m off the top Rep that West till I walk with Pac We the 2.0 Boys, quick fricken Joe boys New gold Rolls Royce, fall off the lot Cock me, the only way you can stop me I’m top seed, I pop green at my speed So watch me, if you haven’t seen the phenomenom I speak fast as Lamborghini’s in Ramadan
[Hook]
[Outro] I suggest you shut it down Pack your ‘ish and turn around Because tonight, we run this town So let your feet, still swiftly hit the ground
[Verse 1 - Ludacris] I just touched down in killa Cali, Strapped up my boots, Got scooped up by Game, So I hopped up in the coupe, Gaah, What up nigga What the hell is goin on, I′m tryin to ease back, And get my head in the zone, Where the fuck you tryin to go, Nigga this yo city, Anywhere, I′m just tryin to see some ass and titties, So full mash the gas, The night is young, All bull shit aside, I′m tryin to have some fun, Hit the hop in Lakewood, Or ride down Slawson, Or to Casino, they say it′s just like Compton, Really doesn′t matter, Long as shots don′t ring out, Nigga I stay strapped, I don′t wanna pull the thing out, Well keep the heat heat, right up under the seat, and let′s roll to Roscoe′s, And grab somethin to eat, But check ya rear view mirror, I swear somebody′s following, Rollin in that dark blue, SS Impala and, All up on tha bumpa, Man I′m just sayin, Tell me you know this nigga, Naw they betta stop playin, He sped up around, And drove right in front of us, Could be one time, Just tryin to bust one of us, Till he smashed the brakes, And we almost hit him, Throwin signs out the window, like something was wrong with him, Before we jump out, And get ready to clown, Nigga call up the homies, It′s about to go down
[Chorus] Keep one eye open, Cause the streets don′t sleep, If the streets get hungry, Then the streets gon eat, That′s why I keep some heat, And a couple of rounds, Nigga call up the homies, It′s about to go down, Call up the homies, It′s about to go down, Yeah, call up the homies, It about to go down, Yeah, that′s why I keep some heat, And a couple of rounds, Nigga call up the homies, It′s about to go down
[Verse 2 - The Game] Somebody tell Luda, I′m on the way now, Aight, just stepped one size 12, Air force one in the A-town, And you know where I′m headed, To the Lennox Mall, To get it done head to toe, N.W.A. style, Do it then, Keep it gangsta, From the waist down, And this chrome tre pound, Got me feelin, Atlanta brave now, Right, disturbin the peace, I′ll let the lead spray, I′m startin to love this place, They even got red clay, Okay, hit a different, Strip club everyday, And I don′t make it rain, It′s a hurricane on the way, And I got, The A-town pump, It′ll make ya whole body, Do the A-town stomp, Then it′s off, To the waffle house, And pancake mix, Ain′t the only thing, coming out of mouth, And the 42 D′s, Coming out her blouse, So baby, daddy coming in, Game get out the house
[Chorus] Keep one eye open, Cause the streets don′t sleep, If the streets get hungry, Then the streets gon eat, That′s why I keep some heat, And a couple of rounds, Nigga call up the homies, It′s about to go down, Call up the homies, It′s about to go down, Yeah, call up the homies, It about to go down, Yeah, that′s why I keep some heat, And a couple of rounds, Nigga call up the homies, It′s about to go down
[Verse 3 - Ludacris & Willy Northpole] Yeah I′m in a real life movie, So this is take 3, Where Luda step foot, Out in Phoenix, AZ, Super Bowl, super hoes, Drivers on stroll, So I put the call in, To Willie Northpole, Big homie I got ya, Stick to ya like a cactus, Welcome to tha bird city, Cris take off ya jacket, I know you kind of used to, Big bootys in the club, But ain′t nothing wrong, To have a little salsa in ya blood, I see a couple thugs, With some bitch Tennessees, My town but, I still got Phoenix enemies, Haters wanna stop em, And I really wanna pop em, But it′s hard to fight back, When you got an album droppin, Connect, We in south Phoenix, Nigga Africa bang, Matter fact Cris, Tuck in ya Africa chain, Cause I see some nigga staring at us, With a lame frown, I′m a call up the homies, It′s about to go down,
[Chorus] Keep one eye open, Cause the streets don′t sleep, If the streets get hungry, Then the streets gon eat, That′s why I keep some heat, And a couple of rounds, Nigga call up the homies, It′s about to go down, Call up the homies, It′s about to go down, Yeah, call up the homies, It about to go down, Yeah, that′s why I keep some heat, And a couple of rounds, Nigga call up the homies, It′s about to go down
[Hook - Jamie Foxx] Simply marvelous - that’s what you are, that’s what you are, that’s what you are More than outrageous, ooh ooh, that’s what you are Beyond incredible - that’s what you are (yeah yeah) that’s what you are, that’s what you are Now that’s contagious (ooh ooh) ooohhh, that’s what you are, (Luda) hey
[Verse 1 - Ludacris] I must admit that you are truly sumpthin’ special So hop up in my vessel, let’s wrestle like I’m The Rock (Rock) Deep in your ocean I’ma find your buried treasure So hop up on the dresser throw your legs up to the top (top) Stretch it out like calisthenics, better that Luda wet it and get it And have somebody call the medic (Medic !!!) My head is in the right direction, my quarter’s in your jukebox Girl, you are my number one selection I’ll play you over and over, put your head on my shoulder Slide down and give me head in the Rover (Rover) And I’m a soldier, see it ain’t no limits to the things we could do And I made this record for you’z, and’a we can break it down To the nitty gritty one time, and when it comes to the sexin’ I get busy with mine, do you get busy with yerrz? I guess we destined to see, baby girl you a destine to be
[Hook - Jamie Foxx] Simply marvelous - that’s what you are, that’s what you are, that’s you are More than outrageous, ooh ooh, that’s what you are Beyond incredible - that’s what you are (yeah yeah) that’s what you are, that’s what you are Now that’s contagious (ooh ooh) ooohhh, that’s what you are, (yeah, uh), hey
[Verse 2 - Ludacris] So supernatural, wonderful and miraculous You got me buggin’ off your attractiveness like whoa! (whoa!) So precise, so fine in your position that my unanimous decision Is to never say no (no), You got me strung like a guitar, Playin’ the sweetest melody, is definitely heavenly by far (far) Further than the moon, and I never fake it, but I take it When you get naked cuz your body’s like boom (boom!) How could I resist it, I’ll be there in a instant When you call, like tornadoes you got me twisted I know you missed it, so I’ma give it good You’ll go ballistic, because I give it hood Just like a nigga would, and like a nigga should If you hear screamin’ then Luda’s up in your neighborhood Good gracious, yeah I do it right, and all night you are… (back to hook)
[Bridge] It’s courageous how you drop the phone and rush over Crazy how you make me high when I’m sober Just when I thought, I’ve seen it all, you put it down on me (ooh, ooh, ooh) It’s contagious how your lips make me lose composure Addicted to the kisses your blow got me swole up There’s only one ?? That’s what you are to me…
[Intro: Ving Rhames] He′s a hustler, unbound by law A self-made, millionaire With a wreckless disregard, for the haters Ludacris, on "Southern Gangsta"... A true, entrepre-negro CEO of Disturbing Tha Peace Records He expended his empire into multiple profitable businesses Including his Thai food restaurant, Straits Internet sites, WeMix.com And my favorite, MyGhetto.com The MVP, of this rap shit
[Ludacris] Luda! I′m a hustler, BALLER, gangsta, CAP PEELER I stay strapped like your neighborhood trap dealer I got rifles that blow ya below ya bible belt And mac-11′s that leave you wetter than Michael Phelps! (woo!) But you′ll be swimmin with the fishes Softer than bitches washin dishes, fool what′s the BUSINESS? I′m already rich, so talk mo′ figures (yup) Spit 30 large for cigars of you hoe niggaz (oww!) I got gangstas that′ll rearrange ya whole face And put your casket on ice, now that′s a cold case (ha!) Never forget where you come or that block′ll bang you I keep my ear to the STREETS like a cocker spaniel I cock and blast you, into outer space Break every bone in ya, you so out of place Boom without a trace, you a bluff to block I got some red beams, let′s play connect the dots!
[Interlude: Ving Rhames] He′s the biggest boss, comin outta the M-I-yayo Straight from the "Port of Miami" To keepin it "Trilla" Involved in many heated acts of violence This goes deeper than rap shit He′s worth eight figures So young niggaz, boss up I present to you, Rick Ross, the boss
[Rick Ross] I got a letter from the government, the other day I opened and read it, it said "We want hustlers" Had a Lexus at 18, picture that Got a Chevy with pictures on it from pitchin crack Bitch I know Haitians, we speakin Creole Bitch I′m a D-boy, still slingin kilos I got twenty cars, why exaggerate? It cost me five grand just to fill the gas tanks Love the marble floors, got the Greek pillows Frontin at awards, real street niggaz I used to serve shake, now I serve steaks Three squares on the road, call it 3rd Bass Big ass face, chop you in your laugh face Shoot his ass, aim defense is the last case Keep Jewish friends, the newest Benz You in a pool of blood, let me see you swim
[Interlude: Ving Rhames] Hailing from College Park, Georgia Authorities figured they must have been some sort of mob Or illegal organization According to authorities, they made a quarter mil′ a week Selling {?}, they were some high-rollin hustlers Tity Boi, and Dolla Boy Playaz Circle, A.K.A., the Duffle Bag Boys
[Tity Boi (Dolla Boy)] Uhh, I′m so sick I wrote this verse in a hospital It′s an election year, I support struggle (We roll like bicycles, icicle flow) (White liquor, my nigga stay on line with the blow) I′m on time with the flow, not a minute nor second late Ain′t no such thing as second place (And every day I live heavyweight, you niggaz featherweight) (Fairytale tellin niggaz really need to take a break) And the estate got a lake for a backyard (The pool room product put it all on my sacks card) For real? (Yeah, for real) I′m ill, I deal, I did, I will (I got dogs like Cujo, me and Tity two chains ridin in a two do′) Bitches catch kudos (you know) Yeah we move weight like sumos And kicks it with them bitches like judo SOUTHSIDE!
[Outro: Ving Rhames] Playaz Circle, Rick Ross, Ludacris This has been another episode, of "Southern Gangsta" Thanks for tunin in, what′s next for Luda? Well, anything′s possible, in the (Theater of the Mind)
I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know what them girls like
[Sean Garrett] I know what they feel Cause I’m breathin on the hills And it’s me that they wanna kill Cause I give her what them girls like
[Chris Brown] I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know what them girls like
[Sean Garrett] I know what they feel Cause I’m breathin on the hills (HAHAHA!) And it’s me that they wanna kill (LUDA!) Cause I give her what them girls like
[Ludacris] Relax & take notes, While I’m put you up on game Get a sweeter connect, as put up on cane, But you should grab yourself a seat and Whisky Double, Because the girls are the world ain’t nothin but trouble, They like a little danger, And might not admit it, But, They on for the chase and they want us to come and get it, Plus they love a young thug thats overflowin with swagger! And that keeps all his women draped in Louis Viton Bags! With Louis Viton pumps, look at them walk to ‘em, I like open toast straps, but SG talk to em!
[Sean Garrett] I wanna whole buncha girls to bring out the kryptonite, Betta wear your cake, they bringin that kryptonite,
[Chris Brown] I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know what them girls like
[Sean Garrett] I know what they feel Cause I’m breathin on the hills And it’s me that they wanna kill Cause I give her what them girls like
[Chris Brown] I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know what them girls like
[Ludacris] I Know what you like baby!
[Sean Garrett] I know what they feel Cause I’m breathin on the hills And it’s me that they wanna kill Cause I give her what them girls like
[Ludacris] Yea, we gonna take this to verse 2, Some of them wanna a family, a sense of security, A neckless, bracelet and all other types of jewelery, So, shop till you drop em, till it makes you psychotic, Heres a triple Black Card, it aint trickin if you got it! Others’ll stay content if you be makin them laugh, Send em to the spa, a massage then bubble bath, So later on, they can dance and throw a drink in their hand, And try any and everything they never did with their man, me! So get loose and slide of those garments, Show em whose the boss, cuz they take orders from the sergeant There’s places on your body that I’m tryin to find, So in the sack, talk to me, bout whats on your mind, I got plenty more to learn if you’z invested in me, They dont love me for who I am but who I’m destined to be, And for that!, I’ll give you everything up under the sun, Cuz in the end, all girls just wanna have fun!
[Chris Brown] I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know what them girls like
[Sean Garrett] I know what they feel Cause I’m breathin on the hills And it’s me that they wanna kill Cause I give her what them girls like
[Ludacris] I know what you feel
[Chris Brown] I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know what them girls like
[Sean Garrett] I know what they feel Cause I’m breathin on the hills And it’s me that they wanna kill Cause I give her what them girls like
[Ludacris] They wanna talk to ya, so shut up and listen! So if you cant take the heat, get the f***k out the kitchen! Cuz a RA-da-da man for his Ra-da-da chick, Gets That Ra-da-da pudding for That Ra-da-da shit! I say, They wanna talk to ya, so shut up and listen! So if you cant take the heat, get the f***k out the kitchen! Cuz a RA-da-da man for his Ra-da-da chick, Gets That Ra-da-da pudding for That Ra-da-da shit!
[Chris Brown] I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know what them girls like
[Sean Garrett] I know what they feel Cause I’m breathin on the hills And it’s me that they wanna kill Cause I give her what them girls like
[Ludacris] Hahaha, Yeah! Whoo! They wanna go on vacation! I know it! Lets Go!
[Chris Brown] I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know what them girls like
[Sean Garrett] I know what they feel Cause I’m breathin on the hills And it’s me that they wanna kill Cause I give her what them girls like
[Ludacris] Yes! They want what they can!
[Ludacris] Women, I love y’all, theres just not enough time. Believe dat, if your man don’t tell you how beautiful you are, Your beautiful baby! I love women so much, I have one, Hahaha, LUDA! Chris Breezy, this too easy, SG what up! Hahaha.
Yeah California - New York Chictown know how I get down MIA, ATL wassup Houston, Frisco Detroit get money just like LO Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: The Game]
You see that cherry-red Phantom on them big ass wheels See I be playing with them cars I′m like a big ass kid Crazy with that cap gun So if we play Cops ′n′ Robbers, I′ll show you how to pop revolvers Fit a cap too big, so it cover my eyes That Lambo that ain′t shit, just a public disguise And that top model chick, she for the diamond lane And I be driving all crazy coz my diamond chain is (bright) As them Las Vegas lights It be the same in California when I′m riding at night And New York I be in midtown, up and down Broadway Having meetings all day baby my future is (bright) As LeBrons take off from anybody Tyra Banks on my arm, we′ll crash any party Yeah, making it rain ain′t got shit on me The way I ball the fucking owner should come sit on me Yeah I′m fresh out of jail, you shoulda knew I was back Turn on the radio, its a wrap
[Verse 2: Ludacris]
Don′t you hear it? That nigga named Luda Slicker than Ricta ruler, whoop as like Lex Luger My money long, your shit is shorter than Oompa-Loompas And I′ll Superman YOU and that ass like Lex Luther ???? I′ll take you to meet your maker Right next to the Staples Center I′ll take you to see the Lakers (SWISH!) On that Cali cush smoking like a muffler So many red flags I could of sworn I was in Russia I got the fame and the fortune, Compton is scorching Get rid of bullets, my gun keeps having abortions I ain′t having it (Nope) see ′em in the dead zone Fake film boys, there′s more bass up in my headphones Adjust your treble, I′m heavier than metal My verses are hot as shit like I recorded with the devil I′m on another level, they stuck on the elevator And I′m about to blow this bitch, Game press the detanator Fresh out of Georgia you heard I was back Turn off the radio, its a wrap
[Verse 3: The Game]
See I come from the bottom, and they call me The Game But I′m just happy that Beyonce know my name I took that Dr Dre money and I bought me a chain Then I bought me a house, then I bought me a Range Then I bought me some pussy, then I bought me some brains But I ain′t buying that the best rappers is Kanye and Wayne See, both of them niggaz spit, but y′all act like you don′t hear me spit Like selling 7 million records ain′t the shit I don′t win no Grammy′s, I′m too gangsta And poppin Cristyle with Irv don′t make me a Wanksta See I′m California certified, my niggaz make the murder rise Read my fan mail in jail, Buck told Curtis "bye" So I′ma break it down for them niggaz in the South Slow it down, put this rose phantom (grill in my mouth) Throw the Prada slippers on when I walk in my house P Diddy and Tommy Lee know what I′m talking about See I′m fresh out of jail I know you heard I was back Turn up the radio, its a wrap
[Ludacris] A lady in the street but a freak in the bed Lady in the street but a freak in the bed... Lady in the street but a freak in the bed Lady in the street but a freak in the bed
[Chorus: Ludacris] See she makes her own money, pays her own bills Always stays fly, keeps it so real But behind closed do′s she a nasty girl (yup) Behind closed do′s she a nasty girl She got a crazy little figure, nice round ass Walks so proper, talks with such class But behind closed do′s she a nasty girl (yup) Behind closed do′s she a nasty girl
[Ludacris] Yeah, I met this girl named Keisha, she was so sweet (yup) Nails stay manicured, pretty little feet (woo!) Shoes so sexy, body so hot Hair lookin like she just came from the shop Legs so smooth, clothes so tight Style so sexy, makeup just right Never too much, never too little Black lace bra, Vickie Secrets in the middle Eyes so innocent, smile so bright Works in the mornin but she′ll party all night All for her man, all cause she bout it All cause she crazy in love and don′t doubt it Product of her birthplace, know about the streets Clean in the workplace, dirty in the sheets Keeps her own toaster, makes her own bread Lady in the STREET but a freak in the bed, cause
[Chorus]
[Plies] Okay, okay, haha I got a college girl who go to church e′ry Sunday Had her sneak out of choir rehearsal to put it on me But she′s so innocent, when she ridin, mami One thing about her, she get her own money Gave it to her yesterday while she was doin laundry Favorite chore of mine, it′s my lil′ bunny Bowl-legged and classy, such a real woman Sex all night, go to work e′ry mornin Text me from work and told me she was horny Text her back and told her, "Me too mami" When you get off work, daddy gon′ punish You my nasty girl forever I promise
[Chorus]
[Ludacris] I got a doctor girlfriend that tells me, "Come home soon!" She plays like my house is her emergency room Tells me to undress and to lay on the sofa Checks all my vitals like a doc′s supposed ta All white coat, all white heels And nothin underneath so it′s an all night deal I′m her number one patient and delighted to be And when she needs her medicine I give her vitamin D But wait! I got a lawyer girl that′s so wild And every single night she wanna take me to trial Said she needs some evidence, and to show her the PROOF So I put her on the stand and I give her the truth! Cause I′m hung like a jury (jury) Judge Luda preside over your body and I′m never in a hurry You may proceed, let the games begin And if I call a mistrial we gotta do it again
Uhn uhn, he don′t deserve you (serve you) He gone regret the day he hurt you (hurt you
Letoya!
I made you cool You wasn′t that dude Until I started fucking with you Gave you swag (Swag) And a duffle bag You left the best you had Now you gonna act like that I got you right I changed your life Suicide doors, I cosigned Gucci rags (Rags) Louis travel bags You left the best you had Baby don′t look so mad
You must regret the day that you left me You must regret the day that you left me Still tryna get back, get back Still tryna get back, back with me oh Still tryna get back, get back Still tryna get back, back with me oh
VIP was all on me Now your at the bar with 1 or 2 drinks Popping game (Game) You look so lame Without me your pimping ain′t the same First class flights Dipped in ice I had your neck and wrist oh so bright Popping tags (Tags) Is a thing of the past You lost everything you had Chasing them scallywags
You must regret the day that you left me You must regret the day that you left me Still tryna get back, get back Still tryna get back, back with me Still tryna get back, get back Still tryna get back, back with me
[Ludacris:] Listen Hey sexy, tell him that it′s over Tell him you my baby And my coupe is your stroller Tell him his Louis Vuitton scarf is your bib Or that you call me daddy, and my house is your crib And if he cries, I know how to control that Give him some bottles of this conjour cognac just to shut him up She said you wasn′t half the man I am So I guess he had to double up He′s still trying to get back like the soldiers Dreaming and it′s time to wake him up like Folgers (Wake up) I just hold her, you use to put a loader Shoot up on the brain, but you lame now it′s over I keep her by my side like a holster I plan to make a full house And I ain′t talking ′bout poker But I might poke her, and stroke her Cause I′m about to treat her like a real man suppose to Luda!
You must regret the day that you left me You must regret the day that you left me Still tryna get back, get back Still tryna get back, back with me Still tryna get back, get back Still tryna get back, back with me oh
You must regret the day that you left me You must regret the day that you left me Still tryna get back, get back Still tryna get back, back with me Still tryna get back, get back Still tryna get back, back with me oh
[Intro - Ludacris, (T.I.)] (HERE WE GOOO!) Surprise nigga (HAHAAAA) It was bound to happen sooner or later (Hahahahaha) (They aint ready for this)... History has been made ATL, Yeaaaaaaaaaah..
[Hook] Cause I got it All these haters wanna grill me (But fuck that I′m about my money if it kills me) (YEEAAH BABY) (And I′m up to no good) Ayyy I wish a motherfucker would
THIS THA A-TOWN, COME INTO MY HOOD Ayyyy I wish a motherfucker would HOUSTON, DALLAS COME INTO THEY HOOD Ayyyy I wish a motherfucker would
[Verse 1 - Ludacris] I keep a fresh pair of One′s on my feet And double deuces on the chevy 3′s company the double 4′s on my belly 5 hot amps speakers shake like jelly So many wires in my trunk look like a bowl of spaghetti Assault and batteries, but my trunk stay "everready" Assault and battery if you scared you never ready And yeah I went green, and 26′s on the hybrid Smoked so much green that I can′t open up my eyelids Wake up in London, go to sleep on Atlanta time Still my paint got more candy then your valentine For 5 Mill I bought a lake front crib Bentley Car cover lookin like a laced frontwig Of course they hating cause they still riding the Martor train Re-name the yacht but put the plane in my daughters name Now that′s karma so call me Daddy War Bucks If you got money, I got more bucks
[Hook] Cause I got it, All these haters wanna grill me (But fuck that I′m about my money if it kills me) (YEEAAH BABY) (And I′m up to no good) Ayyy I wish a motherfucker would
NEW YORK & JERSEY COME INTO THEY HOOD Ayyyy I wish a motherfucker would L.A. & THE BAY COME INTO THEY HOOD Ayyyy I wish a motherfucker would
[Verse 2 - Ludacris] LUDA! I′m a freak like a scorpio Custom hood scoops make the coupe look like Pinocchio I′m rich bitch, I should drop cash The inside of the Lac′ look like a wood shop class And these women gimme "Love" like it′s tennis time So many shoes that my closet look like Finish Line So many acres that my crib look like Bermuda So many diamonds the safe look like Kay Jewelers That Spider about to drop my team said Luda get it Now 50 thou says that I′m the first nigga with it First round draft pick, later for you imbeciles the car is all black like it got traded to the Timberwolves And I keep a little bit of that green up in the lining but as the weather change my weed adjust to different climates (Okkk) Green in the summer time, orange in the spring Now it′s black with that purp I call my whip the "Sac King"
[Hook] Cause I got it All these haters wanna grill me (But fuck that I′m about my money if it kills me) (YEEAAH BABY) (And I′m up to no good) Ayyy I wish a motherfucker would
Chi-Town and Detroit, COME INTO THEY HOOD Ayyyy I wish a motherfucker would D.C and B-More, COME INTO THEY HOOD Ayyyy I wish a motherfucker would
[Verse 3 - T.I.] I′m fly enough to fly away trouble I don′t shy away from it I annihilate suckers in they driveway In church on sunday morning praying about what happened Friday But them the consequences for coming at pimpin sideways Now a days guess it pays to change in cahoots with corporations making major change With magnificent watches and amazing chains Plush pad in Atlanta and L.A.′s the same I′m balling til I′m bored with selections and assortments of automotives worth a small fortune of course it′s the ′72 Chevelle hardtop, ′69 drop 60 carat piece you can barely pay your lease Dude wanna talk new school tell him go ahead drop head double R-Maybachs and corner sales Swag got the ass, stack cash to the hair line Fuck another car it′s time to try an buy a airline
[Hook] Cause I got it All these haters wanna grill me (But fuck that I′m about my money if it kills me) (YEEAAH BABY) (And I′m up to no good) Ayyy I wish a motherfucker would
Miami to Alabama, COME INTO THEY HOOD Ayyyy I wish a motherfucker would Phily and Boston, COME INTO THEY HOOD Ayyyy I wish a motherfucker would St. Louis to Tennessee, COME INTO THEY HOOD Phoenix to V.A, COME INTO THEY HOOD Ohio and Inidiana, COME INTO THEY HOOD Mississippi to Carolinas, COME INTO THEY HOOD and little Rock, COME INTO THEY HOOD Oklahoma to Louisiana, COME INTO THEY HOOD Kansas City to Seattle, COME INTO THEY HOOD Minneapolis to Milwaukee, COME INTO THEY HOOOOOOD
[Spike Lee] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hip hop nation, this is Spiz-ike Lee Been sleepin for too long, wake up.. Wake up - WAKE UUUUUUUUUUP! [rooster crows]
[Ludacris] WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP! [rooster crows] I see the sunshine GAZING through the window pane (yeah) Blazin like indo flame; it′s to WAKE UP!! Come to yo′ sense manye Snow is all around you, but you don′t play in the winter games! Cartridges surround you, but you ain′t playin Nintendo games! Load ′em up and fill ′em up, to the top before you cock and aim Tryna get from the bottom to the TOP, like the stock exchange Shower shit and shave and hit the corner for a block exchange Amazing what my people′ll (DO), for some pocket change But maybe this ain′t the life that you chose (chose) This is the life where you stay strapped and pack a knife or end up with a blooded nose Street survivor or survivor of the streets! (streets!) And only the strong survive, there′s no survival for the weak! (weak!) Catch a sneak peak of DEATH if you ain′t on ya Ps and Qs They carry banana clips and niggaz′ll peel you for ya shoes It′s the (Blues), but not on (Hill Street) Hmm, you could call it, "kill or be killed" street "Lost a pint of blood, let it SPILL" street STOP AND WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!!! [rooster crows] WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!!! [rooster crows]
[Chorus] They say my folks′ll do WHATEVER for the fortune and the fame And it′ll take a FORTUNE to get rid of all the pain, but I′m sayin Use your brain homie, do the right thang! (Lemme talk to ′em) Use your brain homie, do the right thang! (Lemme talk to ′em) You say the only family that you got is in a gang And the only way to make it is by sellin cocaine, but I′m sayin Use your brain homie, do the right thang! (Lemme talk to ′em) Use your brain homie, do the right thang! (Lemme talk to ′em)
[Common] I′ve been in this ′ere since we were drinkin beers Years we′ve spent together, used to break up, get together, split a fight Every night, gettin cheddar, movin white Our thang, so we had to (Do it Right) like Spike Holdin 40s, gettin green on acres, these broads were our mules That′s when we used to serve in front of Com′wealth School Fuel for cars and jewels, chains and tools It was (Organized) crime but we remained (Konfused) Mom in the pews, singin, "Lord, protect ′em" You might not a-gree with our views, but you had to respect ′em Diamonds in the rough, but were we reflectin a system that′s aburpt, the streets, or no ?pressure? One morning in the mirror, I seen my reflection A young man with good spirits, but needed direction I guess my man′s death, was my (Ressurection) ′cause now I hear him sayin from heaven, "Wake up! (WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUaaaahhhhh-) Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! (aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh-up!) Wake UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!"
[Chorus w/ Common rapping the 3rd+4th and 7th+8th line]
[Ludacris] I, woke up this morning and got a call My pot′nah said he had news about a girl named Baby Doll She got fo′ baby daddies - fo′ kids by fo′ different men And she just found out she′s pregnant, I said, "No, not again!" Man, when she gonna learn she don′t wanna spend her life in court? Lookin for back payments and fightin for that child supports Chasin checks, chasin her ounce of respect, chasin paper Chasin entertainers or rappers and ballplayers Not carin about a condom, I say, "Help her Lord, PLEASE" ′fore she stuck wit mo′ babies or ends up fightin some di-SEASE You know that you a momma and mommas, we cain′t lose ya (no!) Treat yourself better, you carry seeds to the future (whoo!) And the future looks dim if we don′t get ourselves together We gotta sacrifice, some do WHATEVER for the cheddar So make the right decisions ′til you ready to give birth And know that you the most precious gift we have on this earth Babies, stop and WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!! [rooster crows] WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!! [rooster crows]
[Chorus 2] They say my folks′ll do WHATEVER for the fortune and the fame And it′ll take a FORTUNE to get rid of all the pain, but I′m sayin Use your brain baby, do the right thang! (Lemme talk to ′em) Use your brain baby, do the right thang! (Lemme talk to ′em) You say you want a family but it′s hard without a mayne And the only way to make it is to get him fo′ his change, but I′m sayin Use your brain baby, do the right thang! (Lemme talk to ′em) Use your brain baby, do the right thang! (Lemme talk to ′em)
[Spike Lee - Outro] Wake up, wake up.. It′s a new day! C′mon brothers, wake up C′mon sisters, wake up ATL, wake up, wake up, baby Chi-Town, wake up wake up Brooklyn′s in the house! Wake up, Brooklyn! Ludacris! Common Sense and ME, SPIKE LEE! [echoes]
[Ludacris] Always do the right thing.. I got it, I′m gone [echoes]
[Ludacris:] Back up on dat ass, Back to put rappers on one knee like they bout to run 100 meter dash, Bow down to greatness, before I get pissed and run up in the stands like the Indiana Pacers, Covered all my bases, straight, no chasers, Diamonds on my chain look like my neck′s full of glacers, Titanic flow, Titanic dough, women on my nuts like "Where da Titanic go?" I been scourin′ da earth, makin′ my fans catch da holy ghost at my shows like ya grandma at church, And the fat lady singin′, it′s ova for you rappers, Can′t none of ya′ll bust your just sacs full of semen, And I got da women screamin′, and they could catch my balls on any given sunday like my name′s Willy Beaman, Or LL Cool, so if ya boyfriend thinks your loyal to his ass then he′s a motherfuckin fool, Got jewels on my pinky, jewels on my wrist Iconic status and his name is Ludacris, Bitch please, you messin with some real O.G′s, With million dolla whips dat I ship from overseas, Got a pocket full of G′z, and the inconvenient truth is that the ozone is back cause I been smokin′ all da trees, The globe is warmin′ up when we fire up the blunt, And put it in the air like Evil Knievel stunts, Wat you want from me? I got pistols for da haters, Ya fam will be in black like the playin′ for da Raiders, And ya music isn′t favored, and DJ′s they neva bring it back like when you go and borrow somethin′ from ya neighbor, Like a cup full of sugar, a rope full of salt, The name of my car insurance is YO fuckIN FAULT, And if you sittin on chrome, I′ll call up my boys and have you stripped of ya medals like Marion Jones, nigga...
[Floyd Mayweather speaks]
[Ludacris:] Back up on da scene, back to put a nail in these rappers′ coffins I got the hammer in my jeans, Call me Mr.Fixit, barrel hotter than a fresh batch of home-made buttermilk biscuits, A-tisket, a-tasket, a custom-made casket, Luda leaves them trouters stretched out like gymnastics, And acrobatics I′m superstar status, the mouth of the South like gangsta grillz you bastard, The international traveler, and I may not be much to you but I′m the sh*t out in Africa, So put ya fist up, even the statue of liberty lit a flame for the way that I lit my wrist up, You can′t compete with me, I got ′em stuck like I made a thousand rappers put shackles on they feet with me, And then I broke free, I′ll let ′em loose when Bobby Brown and Whitney Houston become drug-free, I′m the baddest mother shut it like Shaft was, leavin′ rappers with headaches like bad drugs, They shoulda warned ya, you got defeated by the heat but, eh, we′ll just say we Alonzo Mourn′d ya, So Cater coroner, I′ll show up to yo funeral with some gators like I′m fresh outta Florida, Call me the swamp thing, ya′ll headed in the wrong direction like you hit the subway and caught the wrong train, So don′t f**k with it, I′m sendin′ lyrical bullets right at ya dome f**k niggaz betta duck with it, Or else you stuck with it, You′ll get stalked so bad you′ll leava da scene thinkin eight Young Buck′s did it, But not in Cashville, you lost yo feelin′ like comin down off X chasin′ effects of yo last pill, You fuckin Daffy Dill, You′s a Daffy Duck, And I′m the undefeated champ, ya′ll niggas suck!
[Ludacris] I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop Yeah, I do it for hip-hop
Now this is what they call poetry in motion My soul bleeds on the paper, heart screams with emotion This my daily devotion, that verses stay deeper than the ocean So hip-hop you owe me a promotion Yeah, I do a little boastin’ and braggin’ What’s all the commotion and naggin’ about ‘Cause I’m still the champ in the south ‘Cause rappers get in the booth and I keep draggin’ them out Where they fired and these pink slips I keep handin’ them out ‘Cause this is Theater of Mind, consider it a sign Of what’s to come next, my money’s just fine Bank filled with dump checks Terrorist threat flow, proceed to drop (bombs) like Mr. Funk Flex But I don’t do it for the money, I do it from the heart I’ll do it with the beatbox, I did it from the start I’ll do it for the DJs, I’ll do it for the charts The Van Gogh flow, Luda do it ‘cause it’s art I do it for the fans, I do it on command I do it for the front row, I do it for the stands I spit it for the hood, I do it for the block And since nine years old, I did it for hip-hop
[Ludacris] So, I don’t do for the chains and the fancy drops I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop And I don’t do for the chains and the flashin’ rocks I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop
[Nas] They say I’m so low key, I’m socially awkward Only those that really know me are the ones that I talk with They smile in the light, hate in the dark, you call it beef, to me its′s just a fuckin’ walk in the park Because you are who you are when nobody is looking That′s who you are so when the cash and cars is gone, the day after tomorrow Don’t be askin’ to borrow, ski maskin’ it hard, like the way you rap in your bars I could ride on you and whoever, devise new endeavors I’m as live as hive full of predators Twenty thousands different species of bees Some half poisonous sting, some just pollinating their leafs It′s just like rap, some will buzz some will attack, compromising their own life in fact Sixteen years since my first sixteen, pardon the rest of my niggas But I’m the best whoever did it [Ludacris] I don’t do for the cars and the fancy drops [Nas] Uh, I do it for hip-hop Yeah, I do it for hip-hop, uh [Ludacris] I do it for hip-hop And I don’t do for the chains and the flashin’ rocks [Nas] Why we do it kid, I do it for hip-hop Yeah, I do it for hip-hop, uh I do it for hip-hop
[Jay-Z] Hip-hop, started out in the park We used to do it to avoid the Narcs I used to do it so the homeboy Clark can get the fuck off my back while I knocked off these packs I used to rap to impress my friends The past of time when I was gettin’ it in Just so happens I’m so illegal with the pen, they ain’t want me to do anything illegal again I lost a lot of dawgs to these streets I got Grammy awards on these beats Thank God for Cool Herc Without this shit I probably would’ve got murked Shout outs to Grandmaster Flash and the cash And even Jaz bum ass Hip hop helped me wash me ass These other rappers couldn’t wash my socks That’s why I took the number one slot The realest shit in rap comes from my voice box Lord knows when I was on my clock I probably never would’ve stopped Thank God for hip-hop
[Ludacris] I don’t do for the cars and the fancy drops [Jay-Z] I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop [Ludacris] I do it for hip-hop And I don’t do for the chains and the flashin’ rocks [Jay-Z] come on, I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop [Both] I do it for hip-hop
[INTRO:] I′m the MVP, I′m stupid with this rap shit
[CHORUS:] Here I am, yep, I′m I′m I′m I I′m the man...word Here I am, yep, yep, I′m the m-man...word Here I am, yep, I′m the m-m-man...word DTP′s about that bomb shit
[VERSE 1:] When Premier puts the needle on the record then I put it on blaast, your flow is garbage, I throw it in the trash, I′m the MVP, I′m stupid with this rap shit, rewind the verse, make the track do a back flip, your speakers poppin′ on a handstand, they snaek dissin′ niggas, throwin′ little jabs like Bam-Bam, and I′m a bad man, they amatures like at Apollo, I wipe ′em off the stage like Sandman, damn man, what the hell you smokin′ on, it′s Ludacris I got more cheese than Prombolon, and the chrome is home, so I′m never home alone, and only keep friends with 2-X chromosomes, so I command all these rappers: "Put the mic down!", throw a grenade in your mouth "Nigga, bite down!!", ′cause I′m back with Premo on the track, takin′ it to the essence, showin′ niggas how to rap
[CHORUS:] Here I am, yep, I′m I′m I′m I I′m the man...word Here I am, yep, yep, I′m the m-man...word Here I am, yep, I′m the m-m-man...word DTP′s about that bomb shit
[VERSE 2:] Still hungry as the day I began I heat the booth up so much the engineer caught a muthafuckin′ tan, I′m the truth, when it comes to it, I hold Hip Hop for hostage, since 2000 I put a gun to it, and I run through it, like a jamaican boat, and everyday is a vacation on jamaican smoke, charge your whole block, talk shit, they hear the four pop, "One, Two!" and it don′t stop, and my deliveries invaded your vicinity, Hennesy is my remedy, takin′ shots like Kennedy, and I′ve been a G, for a long time, to these streets I′m connected like I′m online, on time for whatever, and everytime and album drop, I drop big like Voletta, I′m ahead of the competition, they wishin′ I just fade off, my career for your life, let′s trade off
[CHORUS:] Here I am, yep, I′m I′m I′m I I′m the man...word Here I am, yep, yep, I′m the m-man...word Here I am, yep, I′m the m-m-man...word DTP′s about that bomb shit
[VERSE 3:] 8 years in the game, ain′t a damn thang change, so I brought it back to one of the tracks, so where the damn thang came, and he goin′ down in history, ′cause he don′t sleep, and he the first southern rapper on a Premo beat, I ate the kick and the snare, the samples always taste fine, and I shoot a hot sixteen from the baseline, I′m on point like CP3, and I′ll be goin′ down in rap as the MVP
[CHORUS:] Here I am, yep, I′m I′m I′m I I′m the man...word Here I am, yep, yep, I′m the m-man...word Here I am, yep, I′m the m-m-man...word DTP′s about that bomb shit
[Verse 1:] It was Friday night and I was feelin aight (yup) Downtown Atlanta, big city, bright lights Mixin Heni with the Sprite while I’m drinkin and drivin No police lights, no police sirens I’m headed to the club looking for a freak To spread a little love and spread a couple cheeks Pull up to the spot 26’s like BAM Eyes on me like bitch do you SEE EM? Strolled through the front door headed to the VIP Bought a couple bottles and I took a couple sips Scoping out the room and what do I SEE? A nice round butt, an a pair a double D’s So I creped up like shorty wus happnin You killin that dress and I love it with a passion Then she turned around and her face was aight She had a gap toof and mean over bite But I was like hmmm…
[Chorus:] Yeah yeah If I take one more drink, I’m gon end up fuckin you Is that what you wanna do shorty? If I take one more drink, I’m gon end up fuckin you You too
[Verse 2:] Woke up the next morning and all I can remember Was taking shots and tippin the bartender Surender to the women end up bringin me home Cause she started lookin better every shot a Patron (yup) I jumped up with a devilish grin Cause tonight, damn right I might do it again So I called up the homies (what up) let’s ride We can hit the sports bar over on the south side Getta couple a Coronas, couple a limes Went up to the bar saw a couple a dimes So I, slowly walked up and said hi My name’s Ludacris and I’m a hell of a guy One said I know who you are I’m your number one fan And right now it’s too bad I gotta man And I said I understand (I understand) but where the hell is he at cause in a minute if he don’t show up then maannnnn…
[Chorus:] Yeah yeah If I take one more drink, I’m gon end up fuckin you Is that what you wanna do shorty? If I take one more drink, I’m gon end up fuckin you You too
[Ludacris:] Uh huh Aye Pain holla at em right quick man
[Interlude:] Yeah you gon get in trouble with yo man girl (Don’t get in trouble girl) Talkin bout how you’re my biggest fan girl (I know it I know it) Now I don’t wanna do (please) but you’re gon make me do, but I (Don’t make me do it. Don’t make me do it) If I have more drink
[Verse 3:] One mo drink I’ma get cha home and I’ll split cha Grab the camera phone and take a buncha drunk pictures Cause Hennessey mixed with a whole buncha buda Equals you mixed with a whole bunch Luda And you know how far one drink could go Start slurring my speech slowin up the flow Hiking up ya skirts Climing up ya shirts It’s Mr. Late Night Luda and I like to flirt So guess what baby girl
[Chorus:] Yeah yeah If I take one more drink, I’m gon end up fuckin you (Just one mo) Is that what you wanna do shorty? (That′s all its gon take) If I take one more drink, I’m gon end up fuckin you (Who else T-Pain) You too
[Ludacris:] You hear what I’m sayin People too picky these days damn it Too tall, too short, too fat, too skinny Have a couple of drinks and quit discriminating This has been a Luda Service Announcement Deuces
[Intro] Heads Up! Heads Up! Here′s another one.. and a.. and a.. another one.
[Chorus] (Yeek-Yeek Woop-Woop) Why you all in my ear? Talkin′ a whole bunch a shit that I ain′t tryin to hear. Get Back! Motherfucker You don′t know me like that. Get back! Motherfucker You don′t know me like that! (Yeek-Yeek Woop-Woop) I ain′t playin′ around.. Make one false move, I′ll take you down. Get back! Motherfucker You don′t know me like that. Get back! Motherfucker You don′t know me like that!
[Verse 1] So, so, come on, come on. DON′T get swung on, swung on. It′s the knick-knack-patty-whack still riding cadillacs. Family off the streets, made my homies put the baggies back. (Whoo!) Still snaggin′ plaques (yep), still action-packed (yep), and dope.. i keep it flippin′ like acrobats. That′s why I pack a mack, that′ll crack a back, cause on my waist, there′s more heat than the shaq-attack! But I ain′t speakin′ about ballin′, jus′ thinkin′ about brawlin′ ′til y′all start ballin′. We all in together now, birds of the feather now, jus′ bought a plane so we change in the weather now. So put your brakes on, cats put your capes on, and knock off your block, get dropped, and have your face blown. Cause I′ll prove it, scratch off the music, like hey little stupid, don′t make me looose it!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2] I came (I came), I saw (I saw), I hit him right dead in the jaw (in the jaw). [x4]
See I caught him with a right hook, caught him with a jab, caught him with an upper cut, kicked him in his ass. Sent him on his way cause I ain′t for that talk, and no trips to the county.. I ain′t for that walk! We split like 2 pins at the end of a lane, we′ll knock out your spotlight and put end to your fame. Put a DTP pendant at the end of yo′ chain, and put the booty of a swish at the end of a flaamme.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3] Hey, you want WHAT with me?! I′m gonna tell you one time, don′t FUCK with me! Get down! Beat his ass.. ain′t got nothin′ to lose, and i′m havin a bad day, don′t make me take it out on you! [x2]
Maann, cause I don′t wanna do that. I wanna have a good time and enjoy my Jack.. sit back and watch some women get drunk as hell, so I can wake up in the morning with a story to tell. I know it′s been a little while since I′ve been out the house, but now I′m here.. you wanna stand around runnin′ yo′ mouth? I can′t hear nothing you sayin′ or spittin′, so what′s up? Don′t you see we in the club?, man shut the fuck up!
[Chorus]
[Outro] Ah! We in the red light district! Ah! We in the red light district! Whoo! We in the red light district! Ah! We in the red light district! Whoo! We in the red light district! Whoo! The red light district! Whoo! The red light district.. Ah! The red light district.
[Intro] And, hear ye, hear ye Disturbing Tha Peace presents, "Theater of the Mind" Get your popcorn, get your popcorn You scoot over to the left a little bit Single file line now It′s an extravagant event starring Ludacris Please silence all cell phones We′re about to go on a ride! Let the show beginnnnnn!
[Ludacris] Lights, camera, annnnnd ACTION! Take 6, Ludacris, it′s nice to meet ya Blow the smoke in the air ′til I blow out your brain Turn it up until I blow out your speakers Gotta keep them Tweeters tweakin, gotta keep them woofers pumpin Then I blow out one of these verses Spit ′em in ya, got a million more comin However you want it, I can give it but you gotta admit it Other rappers talk it, try to walk it, Luda live it Sign it and seal it, multi-mil′ it, said it and did it They give me sixteen bars on another nigga′s song and you know that I′ma FUCKIN KILL IT Cause I′m the FUCKIN realest, when it comes to this rappin sheeit Semi-automatic tongue when I spit another verse cock back, I′m packin beeitch And I′m back and attackin with album six Tell them other niggaz we see danger Probably cause I got enough, albums to fill yo′ CD changer Gotta buy my whole collection, gotta beat my whole selection Hit your neighborhood record sto′, and you can get it in the smokin section Now that′s a coke connection, these fiends are addicted to it No guts no glory, so that′s my story and I′m STICKIN to it
That′s my story and I′m stickin to it Here′s my story and I′m stickin to it Here′s my story and I′m stickin to it Here some stories and I′m stickin to it Annnnnd CUT! On a good gate we′re movin on
[Hook:] [Pharrell:] Shake your money maker Like somebody boutta pay ya I see you on my radar Don′t you act like you don′t hear She...
[Ludacris:] You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey
[Pharrell:] Shake your money maker Like somebody boutta pay ya Don′t worry about them haters Keep your nose up in the air
[Ludacris:] You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey
[Verse 1:] Shake shake shake your money maker Like you were shaking it for some paper Took your mama 9 months to make ya Might as well shake what ya mama gave ya
You ... you looking good in them jeans I bet you look even better with me in between I keep my mind on my money, money on my mind But yous a hell of a distraction when you shake your behind I got * on my right side pouring some cups My whole hood is to my left and they ain′t giving a fuck
So feel free to get lose and get carried away So by tomorrow you forgot what you was saying today But don′t forget about this feeling that I′m making you get And all the calories you burn from me making you sweat The mile high points you earn when we taking my jet And how everywhere you turn I′ll be making you wet..
[Hook:] [Pharrell:] Shake your money maker Like somebody boutta pay ya I see you on my radar Don′t you act like you don′t hear She...
[Ludacris:] You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey
[Pharrell:] Shake your money maker Like somebody boutta pay ya Don′t worry about them haters Keep your nose up in the air
[Ludacris:] You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey
[Verse 2:] Switch, switch, switch it from right to left and.. Switch it till you running right out of breath and.. Take a break until you ready again and.. You can invite over as many friends as.. Ya want to, but I really want you Just be thankful that Pharrell gave you something to bump to...HEYY Luda...I′m at the top of my game You want my hands from the bottom to the top of your brain And I...just wanna take a lil ride on your curves And get erotic giving your body just what it deserves and..
Let me give you some swimming lessons on the penis Backstroke, breaststroke, stroke of a genius...YUPP Call me the renaissance man Get up and I stay harder than a cinder block mannn....HEYY I′m just a bedroom gangster And I been meaning to tell ya that I really must thank ya when ya..
[Hook:] [Pharrell:] Shake your money maker Like somebody boutta pay ya I see you on my radar Don′t you act like you don′t hear She...
[Ludacris:] You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey
[Pharrell:] Shake your money maker Like somebody boutta pay ya Don′t worry about them haters Keep your nose up in the air
[Ludacris:] You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey
[Verse 3:] Rock rock rock it and make it work girl Please don′t stop it until it hurt girl You..you been looking a little tipsy So if you could just shake it a little this way See ima member of the BBC The original bread winna of DTP And you the center of attention thats distracting this war Cuz everybody in the camp is like OH MY GODD..she could
[Hook:] [Pharrell:] Shake your money maker Like somebody boutta pay ya I see you on my radar Don′t you act like you don′t hear She...
[Ludacris:] You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey
[Pharrell:] Shake your money maker Like somebody boutta pay ya Don′t worry about them haters Keep your nose up in the air
[Ludacris:] You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey
[Ludacris:] Luda! She could go lower than I ever really thought she could, Face down, ass up! The top of your booty jiggling out your jeans, Better pull your pants up, I like it when I see you do it, Better than I ever seen it done before, A lot of women drop it to the ground, But how low can you go? Lower then your mama′s ever seen it in her life time, Never would′ve imagined did not even in her right mind, Practice in front of that mirror, Now you doing it on the dance floor, Mad cause I can′t get wit ya Ya just show me how to dance (OH!) I may not wanna get low So I post it up kinda like a playa do, But if you come to the crib, Then I might show you girls a thang or 2, Yea I think you a superstar Wit a ass like that you gotta blow, Before you make it big, Theres just 1 thing I gotta know
[Chorus:] How low can you go? [8x]
Go low, (Go low) lower than you know [5x]
[Luda:] I be like knick-knack, paddywhack, Oh where my kitty cat give a dog a bone, How many licks does it take till I get to the center And let a realer nigga take you home, I could make me show stop, Soon as you hear this flow pop, From A-T-L-A-N-T-A and all the way down to your drop, Put the needle on a record and I make her get lower than a Lamborghini, And if she really gettin low then imma shoot a video and put it all on TV, Cos I like that French vanilla and the caramel, But when it comes to chocolate, I know that very well, Asian persuasion, no discrimination, I love how they seen to please us, I wanna taste them butterican pecan Peanut buttercups like Reeses pieces, Cause I think you a superstar, With a ass like that you gotta blow, Before you make it big, Well there just 1 thing I gotta know,
[Hook:]
[Chorus:]
[Ludacris:] Drop it, hit it, dump it, split it, Don′t stop, (Get it, get it) Put it on reverse Just to rack it up, Let me put some Luda in it, Show me what you workin wit, I′ll show you some of this bank roll, Yea you a superstar but theres 1 thing I gotta know though,
[Intro] DRAH! 2 Fast... DRAH! 2 Furious... I′M TOO FAST FOR Y′ALL MAYN! DRAH! 2 Fast... DRAH! 2 Furious... OHH! I′M TOO FAST FOR Y′ALL MAYN!
[Chorus] AHH, you just came home from doin a bid Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL Somebody broke in and cleaned out your crib BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL Just bought a new pair and they scuffed your shoes Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL Now them cops tryna throw you in them county blues BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
[Verse 1] Talkin about gats, traps, cops and robbers It′s 9-1-1, PLEASE CALL THE DOCTOR Evacuate the building and trick the pigs Since everybody wanna piece, we gon split ya wigs See some fools slipped up and over-stepped they boundaries You about to catch a cold, STAY THE FUCK AROUND FROM ME Ya peeps talkin ′bout what kinda shits he on You disappear like "POOF, BITCH BE GONE" You think twelve gon catch me, GIMMIE A BREAK I′m super-charged with the hide-away license plate It seems they wanna finger print me and gimmie some years They′ll only get one finger while I′m shifting gears I got suede on my roof. wood grain on the dash Sheep skin on the rug, +Golden Grain+ on the stash Hydraulics all around so I shake the ride We go FRONT, BACK AND SIDE TO SIDE, WHAT
[Chorus] Some punk just tripped up and made you spill your drink Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL Now your car just stopped on a empty tank BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL If you got late bills and you lost your job Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL If you about to get drunk and you ready to mob BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
[Verse 2] Let′s take it to the streets cuz I′m ready to cruise Just bought me and my cars all some brand new shoes And the people just stare so I LOVE TO PARK IT And I just put a computer in the glove compartment With the petal to the floor, radar in the GRILLE TV in the middle of my STEERING WHEEL It′s my car′s birthday so we BLOWIN THEM CANDLES More speakers in the trunk than my ride can handle Got my name in the headrest, read it and weep NOS tank in the back, camel hair on the seat and when I pull up to the club, I get all the affection Cuz the women love the paint and they can see their reflection I′m about to take off, so F what ya heard Because my side mirrors flap like a FUCKIN BIRD And the fools, we gon CLOCK ONE and we′ll POP ONE Cuz my folk ridin shotgun with a shotgun
[Chorus] You just got hustled for a wad of cash Man whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL Now your friends just smoked up your brand new stash Say whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL Now them gulls up the block still runnin they mouth BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL If anybody talk bad about the Dirty South Tell me what I′M gon do? ACT A FOOL
[Verse 3] I got my eyes wide shut and my trunk wide open Did donuts last week and the streets still smoking See, I′m off that anti-freeze and my car is TIPSY Off the off ramp doin about a hundred and fifty Rollin through East Point, on way to Ben Hill Slide a five to the junkie to clean my windshield Got the whole crew ridin and we startin SHIT I even got a trailer hitch with the barbeque pit Now all you wanna do is get drunk and pout Plus your new name is Fire cuz we stomped you out and yeah, we blow trees and bees, that′s fantastic So gulls hold ya weave while I′m weaving through traffic I kicked to fifth gear and teared the road apart You′ll be like lil John Q and get a +Change of Heart+ It′s one mission, two clips and some triple beams I′M ABOUT TO BLOW THIS WHOLE SHIT UP TO SMITHEREENS
[Chorus] The pot holes in the street just bentcha rims Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL MAN, THAT AIN′T STICKY, THAT′S JUST STICKS AND STEMS BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL Catch ya man with another bitch up in ya bed Ladies whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL If the bottles all gone and your eyes are red BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL
[Outro] 2 Fast, 2 Furious... 2 Fast....ACT A FOOL 2 Fast, 2 Furious... 2 Fast....ACT A FOOL
Oare trebuie sa pierzi ? tre sa pierzi tre sa pierzi... Uneori simti ca n-ai vrea sa te mai ridici. ridici..ridicii..ridiicii... Oare trebuie sa pierzi? tre sa pierzi tre sa pierzi... Uneori simti ca n-ai vrea sa te mai ridici ridici..ridicii..ridicii.. Poate totusi n-ai dorii sa ramai aiici Mai ierta daca ai stii ca veneam intr-o zii sa iti spun : Mam schimbat ai iertat , tia fost greu mam jucat tot mereu de si nu ash fii vrut... Am cazut m-am lovit te-am iubit si am ranit. Dar de azi e trecut..M-am luptat mereu M′am luptat cu tot ce a fost mai greeu.. Refren: Oare trebuie sa pierzi pentru a stii ce vrei? Oare trebuie sa canti sa nu crezi in ei ? Uneori simti ca nu ai vrea sa te mai ridici Poate Totusi n-ai dorii sa ramai aici Oare trebuie sa pierzi pentru a stii ce vrei? Oare trebuie sa canti sa nu crezi in ei ? Uneori simti ca nu ai vrea sa te mai ridici Poate Totusi n-ai dorii sa ramai aiciiii Nu mai vreau sa visez Nu mai vreau sa visez Nu mai vreau sa visez Maineee Poate ar trebuii sa crezi Poate ar trebuii sa crezi Poate ar trebuii sa crezi Mainee Nu mai vreau sa visez Nu mai vreau sa visez Nu mai vreau sa visez Maineee Poate ar trebuii sa crezi Poate ar trebuii sa crezi Poate ar trebuii sa crezi Maïnee Oare trebuie sa pierzi ? tre sa pierzi tre sa pierzi... Uneori simti ca n-ai vrea sa te mai ridici. ridici..ridicii..ridiicii... Oare trebuie sa pierzi? tre sa pierzi tre sa pierzi... Uneori simti ca n-ai vrea sa te mai ridici ridici..ridicii..ridicii.. Poate totusi n-ai dorii sa ramai aiici Mai ierta daca ai stii ca veneam intr-o zii sa iti spun : Mam schimbat ai iertat , tia fost greu mam jucat tot mereu de si nu ash fii vrut... Am cazut m-am lovit te-am iubit si am ranit. Dar de azi e trecut..M-am luptat mereu M′am luptat cu tot ce a fost mai greeu.. Refren: Oare trebuie sa pierzi pentru a stii ce vrei? Oare trebuie sa canti sa nu crezi in ei ? Uneori simti ca nu ai vrea sa te mai ridici Poate Totusi n-ai dorii sa ramai aici Oare trebuie sa pierzi pentru a stii ce vrei? Oare trebuie sa canti sa nu crezi in ei ? Uneori simti ca nu ai vrea sa te mai ridici Poate Totusi n-ai dorii sa ramai aiciiii Nu mai vreau sa visez Nu mai vreau sa visez Nu mai vreau sa visez Maineee Poate ar trebuii sa crezi Poate ar trebuii sa crezi Poate ar trebuii sa crezi Mainee Nu mai vreau sa visez Nu mai vreau sa visez Nu mai vreau sa visez Maineee Poate ar trebuii sa crezi Poate ar trebuii sa crezi Poate ar trebuii sa crezi Maïnee
If you wanna lie to me If you′ll ever see yourself Don′t come back and cry for me ′Cause you′ve gone too far
If you feel my love Can you hear my thoughts Can you feel everything And if you hear my thoughts Can you feed my soul Can you save it too
You′re not the one that I need To stay high on my feet Don′t need you to succeed Can you feel that hate that runs to you Can you feel it too
Chorus: If you wanna lie to me You must change the file Play your games Be with your jerks It will be just fine If you′ll ever see yourself Just the way you are Don′t come back and cry for me ′Cause you′ve gone too far
If you wanna lie to me You must change the file Play your games Be with your jerks It will be just fine If you′ll ever see yourself Just the way you are Don′t come back and cry for me ′Cause you′ve gone too far
If you wanna be with me If you wanna be with me If you wanna be with me Baby... You must be the way I want You must be the way I want You must be the way I want Baby...
If you wanna be with me If you wanna be with me If you wanna be with me Baby... You must be the way I want You must be the way I want You must be the way I want Baby...
If you wanna lie to me If you′ll ever see yourself Cause you′ve gone too far
If you wanna lie to me If you′ll ever see yourself Don′t come back and cry for me Cause you′ve gone too far
If you feel my love Can you hear my thoughts Can you feel everything If you hear my thoughts Can you feed my soul Can you save it too
You′re not the one that I need To stay high on my feet Don′t need you to succeed Can you feel that hate that runs to you Can you feel it too
Chorus: If you wanna lie to me You must change the file Play your games Be with your jerks It will be just fine If you′ll ever see yourself Just the way you are Don′t come back and cry for me ′Cause you′ve gone too far
If you wanna lie to me You must change the file Play your games Be with your jerks It will be just fine If you′ll ever see yourself Just the way you are Don′t come back and cry for me ′Cause you′ve gone too far
If you wanna be with me If you wanna be with me If you wanna be with me Baby... You must be the way I want You must be the way I want You must be the way I want Baby...
If you wanna be with me If you wanna be with me If you wanna be with me Baby... You must be the way I want You must be the way I want You must be the way I want Baby...
Chorus: If you wanna lie to me You must change the file Play your games Be with your jerks It will be just fine If you′ll ever see yourself Just the way you are Don′t come back and cry for me ′Cause you′ve gone too far
If you wanna lie to me You must change the file Play your games Be with your jerks It will be just fine If you′ll ever see yourself Just the way you are Don′t come back and cry for me ′Cause you′ve gone too far
Каждый следующий шаг окажется глупее. Сердцем можно дышать только рядом с ней.
Прощай-ты думаешь это всерьез? Встречай!Мы точно увидимся вновь.
Больно или смешно,выбираю боль. Сколько произошло всего с тобой и мной...
Лишь знай,я точно буду здесь. Встречай!Пути все ведут к тебе.
Всеми цветами твоей ангельской кожи я буду верить, Теплыми снами мы бесконечно похожи.В конце апреля Мы сможем... Лишь знай,я точно буду здесь. Встречай!Пути все ведут к тебе.
Прощай, вчерашний день Прости меня, но я в нем Когда город вспыхнет огнем фонарей, Ты снова меня позовешь
Мы падаем трипами в ночь, Мы путаем мысли в словах, Теперь отпускаем все прочь ухожу, Когда ты закроешь глаза..
Мой город смыт дождем уооу Падай падай падай Падай первым снегом Город так замерз уооу Падай падай падай Падай первым снегом Ты падай первым снегом Ты станешь первым снегом Ты падай первым снегом Ты станешь первым снегом
Самый яркий сон, Самая сладкая ложь.. Новые люди и тянет нас прочь И кажется это всерьез (Все всерьез)
Мой город смыт дождем уооу Падай падай падай Падай первым снегом Город так замерз уооу Падай падай падай Падай первым снегом Ты падай первым снегом Ты станешь первым снегом Ты падай первым снегом Ты станешь первым снегом
Падай первый снег, никто не слышит Так тихо дышишь Рисуешь сны Падай первый снег, никто не знает Мой город замер И только ты Ты
Мой город смыт дождем уооу Падай падай падай Падай первым снегом Город так замерз уооу Падай падай падай Падай первым снегом Ты падай первым снегом Ты станешь первым снегом Ты падай первым снегом Ты станешь первым снегом
Ты падай падай падай Ты падай падай падай первым снегом
Серые нити сплелись в этом городе нужно спать. Я недоступен-меня не достать. Остался один шаг назад больше некуда отступать. Я двигался лишь наугад чтобы знать, Что я еще могу,
Что я могу дышать.Пока я еще жив мое сердце еле слышно подает сигналы к жизни. Дышать. Смотри я всёже жив ведь мое сердце еле слышно подает сигналы к жизни.
Пыльной массой застыл этой улицы желтый свет. Вечером холодно,никого нет. В сотый раз задаю вопрос себе,зная ответ. Лишь только напомнит стеклянный рассвет,что я еще могу Что я еще могу,
Что я могу дышать.Пока я еще жив мое сердце еле слышно подает сигналы к жизни. Дышать. Смотри я всёже жив ведь мое сердце еле слышно подает сигналы к жизни.
Жаль,скоро меня найдут остывшим от чувства врядли удасться спастись.
-Эй, ну ты идешь? -Щас позвоню, пойдем. Пип, пииип... пип, пииип... -Алло. -Ты где? -Я вернулась к прошлому, забудь меня! Пиииииииип...
Он: Я с затуманенным рассудком, Куда-то не спеша иду, Ты вернулась к прошлой жизни, Почему, Я не пойму? Сколько время я пытался Отучить тебя от дозы, Вспоминаю смутно скандалы, крик и слёзы... Потом вроде привыкла ты, Стала жизнь обычная, В школе хорошо училась, Дома дочь отличная. Вместе счастливы мы были, Но этого не стало, На кокаина ложку, Меня ты променяла.
Она: Лучше мне побыть одной, Встреч со мною не ищи, Нам не быть уже с тобой, Ты мне больше не звони. Я запуталась сама, В этом нет твоей вины, Видно такова судьба, Я другая, извини...
Он: И почему так хочется, Найти тебя, тебя вернуть? И с грустью понимаю, Ты выбрала сама судьбу... В голове крутится: Будь проклята наркота! Надеюсь, понимаешь, Меня ты предала. Да, обидно мне, Ты не хочешь просто жить как все, Ну почему, у тебя, лишь ветер в голове?! Задаю себе вопросы, Не могу найти ответы, В зубах тлеют папиросы, Позвони, скажи хоть где ты. Звонил твоим родителям, Дома не была три дня, И плечами пожимают все подруги и друзья... Зашёл во двор, Там народу много собралось, Подхожу я к пацанам, Чтоб узнать, что стряслось. Плач кругом доносится, Скорая стоит, Пойдем, поговорим - Друган мне говорит.- Ты присядь и успокойся, Не поможет здесь слеза, Ведь, ПЕ-РЕ-ДО-ЗИ-РОВ-КА - её нету больше с нами...
Она: Лучше мне побыть одной, Встреч со мною не ищи, Нам не быть уже с тобой, Ты мне больше не звони. Я запуталась сама, В этом нет твоей вины, Видно такова судьба, Я другая извини...
Его друг: После её смерти, Он стал, как сам не свой, По двое, трое суток, Не приходил домой. Районный участковый, Во двор к нам привалил, Расспрашивал о нём, Чего он натворил? Прибегал, как-то в район, У всех хат одолжил деньжат, Все золотые вещи заложил в ломбард, Поехала у парня крыша! Кричали все в округе И как-то случайно донеслись до нас слухи, Что он совсем недавно, Всадил пулю продавцу, Который продавал его девке наркоту, За ним начали гоняться, Полиция, братва, И все волновались, Дожил бы до утра, А утром бы уехал, Ведь денег мы собрали, Но мёртвого нашли в овраге, Мы опоздали. Много времени пройдёт, Не забудут пацаны, Как доза кокаина, Погубила ДВЕ СУДЬБЫ...
Она: Лучше мне побыть одной, Встреч со мною не ищи, Нам не быть уже с тобой, Ты мне больше не звони. Я запуталась сама, В этом нет твоей вины, Видно такова судьба, Я другая извини...
Она шепотом: Лучше мне побыть одной, Встреч со мною не ищи, Нам не быть уже с тобой И мне больше не звони.
1 Если ты далеко,в душе всегда уголок, Что теплоту веет в дом,в котором мы поем Ноты,но ты не в этом мире, А музыка любви нам добавляет силы.
2 В поискаx мечты,что так близка, Но ее не поймать,ведь пролетело лето, Все еще горит между нами искра, Потому что любви песня не допета.
Пр:Так xотела остаться с тобой, Но вернулась в мир вечныx снов, Мои мысли унёс ветер злой И я ссорюсь у зеркала с судьбой
3 Слова твои вновь,пустые обещанья, Я наxожу себя у берегов отчаянья, Чашка сладкого чая ложь твою смягчает, Уxоди,прощу,xм,опять с горяча я, Завтра все сначала-прости,верни меня, Цена за свободу слишком высока, По глупости прощаю в xолодный день мая, Без памяти люблю каждый день вспоминая.
Пр:Так xотела остаться с тобой, Но вернулась в мир вечныx снов, Мои мысли унёс ветер злой И я ссорюсь у зеркала с судьбой
Музыка – Давид Тухманов; Слова – Вероника Тушнова;
Всех твоих сил проверка, сердца твоего, Чести твоей проверка жестока, тяжка, грозна. У каждого человека, у каждого, У каждого человека бывает своя война.
С болезнью, с душевной болью, с наотмашь бьющей судьбой, С предавшей его любовью вступает он в смертный (трудный) бой. Беды, как танки, ломятся, обиды рубят с плеча, Идут в атаку бессонницы, ночи его топча.
Всех твоих сил проверка, сердца твоего, Чести твоей проверка жестока, тяжка, грозна. У каждого человека, у каждого, У каждого человека бывает своя война.
Золой глаза (Глаза его) запорошены, не видит он ничего. А люди: «Ну что хорошего?» – спрашивают его. А люди добрые, умные, Господи, им прости (надо бы им простить), Спрашивают, как думает лето он провести.
Ах, лето моё нескончаемое, липки худенькие мои, Городские мои, отчаянные, героические соловьи! Безрадостных дней кружение, предгрозовая тишина, На осадное положение душа переведена.
Всех твоих сил проверка, сердца твоего, Чести твоей проверка жестока, тяжка, грозна. У каждого человека, у каждого, У каждого человека бывает своя война С болезнью, с душевной болью, С предавшей его любовью…
Из-за любви которую долго искала Из-за любви теперь я навеки пропала Из-за любви сердце стонет и рвется Из-за любви мне одно остается Броситься снова в объятья твои из-за любви
Из-за любви ты вновь мною вертишь как хочешь Из-за любви того что прошло не воротишь Из-за любви я с тобою прощаюсь Из-за любви я к тебе возвращаюсь И на край света готова идти из-за любви
Любовь обман любовь дурман Колдовское наваждение Любовь сильна любовь тюрьма Наказанье мое и спасенье
Из-за любви мне нет в этой жизни покоя Из-за любви огромной и бурной как море Из-за любви сердце стонет и рвется Из-за любви мне одно остается Броситься снова в объятья твои из-за любви
Любовь обман любовь дурман Колдовское наваждение Любовь сильна любовь тюрьма Наказанье мое и спасенье
Любовь обман любовь дурман Колдовское наваждение Любовь сильна любовь тюрьма Наказанье мое и спасенье
Из-за любви я с тобою прощаюсь Из-за любви я к тебе возвращаюсь И на край света готова идти из-за любви
Любовь обман любовь дурман Колдовское наваждение Любовь сильна любовь тюрьма Наказанье мое и спасенье
Любовь обман любовь дурман Колдовское наваждение Любовь сильна любовь тюрьма Наказанье мое и спасенье
Ранена любовь – запоздалый крик в ночном лесу, Ранена любовь — запоздалый крик в ночном лесу, Ревность, как огонь душу обожгла. Ранена любовь – и горит пожар в ночном лесу, Ты ее оставил, не сберег, я любовь с собою унесу.
ПРИПЕВ: Поздно, теперь уже наверно поздно, Для нас погасли счастья звезды И знаю я, в последний раз Поздно, для нас погасли счастья звезды, Но в зареве пожара они гаснут из-за нас.
Стоило ли нам проверять разлукою себя? По следам неопытной любви ревность пронеслась. Столько лишних слов нас стегали больно, не щадя, И любовь не выдержала их, молча уходя.
Пролягла дорога вiд твоїх ворiт До моїх вориiт, як струна. То ж чому згубився мiй самотнiй слiд, Знаю я одна, я одна...
Зимна осiнь ще стежки листям не наркила, Бо до тебе навеснi я повернусь, милий. Мої руки ти вiзьмеш знову в свoї руки. Й не розквiтне помiж нас жовтий квит розлуки. Не ховай очей блакитний промiнь, Заспiвай менi в останнiй раз. Пiсню ту вiзьму собi на спонин, Пiсня буде помiж нас. Бо твiй голос, бо твiй голос - щедра повiнь. Ти, мов колос, зелен колос, нею повен. Жовтий лист спаде i виросте зелений, А ти в пicнi будеш завжди бiля мене.
Як зiйдут снiги iз гiр потоками, Ой глибокими, навеснi. Забринить дорога та неспокоем, Вдаленi тобi, вдаленi.
Зимна осiнь ще стежки листям не наркила, Бо до тебе навеснi я повернусь, милий. Мої руки ти вiзьмеш знову в свoї руки. Й не розквiтне помiж нас жовтий квит розлуки. Не ховай очей блакитний промiнь, Заспiвай менi в останнiй раз. Пiсню ту вiзьму собi на спонин, Пiсня буде помiж нас. Бо твiй голос, бо твiй голос - щедра повiнь. Ти, мов колос, зелен колос, нею повен. Жовтий лист спаде i виросте зелений, А ти в пicнi будеш завжди бiля мене.
Музыка – Анатолий Новиков; Слова – Лев Ошанин; Дети разных народов, Мы мечтою о мире живём. В эти грозные годы Мы за счастье бороться идём. В разных землях и странах, На морях, океанах, Каждый, кто молод, Дайте нам руки, В наши ряды, друзья!
ПРИПЕВ: Песню дружбы запевает молодёжь, Молодёжь, молодёжь. Эту песню не задушишь, не убьёшь! Не убьёшь! Не убьёшь! Нам, молодым, Вторит песней той Весь шар земной! Эту песню не задушишь, не убьёшь! Не убьёшь! Не убьёшь!
Помним грохот металла И друзей боевых имена. Кровью праведной алой Наша дружба навек скреплена. Всех, кто честен душою, Мы зовём за собою. Счастье народов, Светлое завтра В наших руках, друзья!
Молодыми сердцами Повторяем мы клятвы слова. Подымаем мы знамя За священные наши права! Снова чёрные силы Роют миру могилы. Каждый, кто честен, Встань с нами вместе Против огня войны!
Музыка – Юрий Саульский; Слова – Роберт Рождественский; Летел он, легко над землёю скользя. Ему говорили, что к солнцу нельзя, А он не послушался, бедный Икар, И рухнул на жёсткое скопище скал, На жёсткое скопище скал.
Легенды людей за собою зовут, На нашей планете икары живут. Икар – это трепетный зов высоты, Не имя, а свойство души и мечты!
ПРИПЕВ: Нельзя в этой жизни гореть вполнакала, Любить вполнакала, мечтать вполнакала! Зову я Икара и верю в Икара, И славлю Икара, Икара, Икара! Нельзя в этой жизни гореть вполнакала, Любить вполнакала, мечтать вполнакала! Зову я Икара и верю в Икара, И славлю Икара!
Несётся планета в межзвёздной пыли, В икаров играют все дети Земли. Икары бессонны, как сердце в груди, Икары в работе, икары в пути, Икары в пути.
Они устремляютя в завтрашний день, Светло и задумчиво нянчат детей И новых икаров зовут за собой – Для них никогда не кончается бой!
В доме моем много друзей, Звуки музыки до темна. Много смеха и много долгих дней, Когда я совсем одна. В доме моем всем хватит углов, Хватит воздуха и тепла. Хватит добрых минут и ласковых слов, Не хватает лишь тебя.
Без тебя дом мой пуст, Как в снегу розовый куст. Я молчу, не ропщу. Приходи, я все прощу.
В доме моем много имен, Знаменитых и простых. А сегодня мне приснился сон, Что ты рядом и нет других. Выпадет снег, перейдет в дождь, Будет лето, будет зима. Я понять не могу, чего ты ждешь. Ну, хочешь, прийду сама?
Без тебя дом мой пуст, Как в снегу розовый куст. Я молчу, не ропщу. Приходи, я все прощу.
«Аист на крыше» Автор текста (слов): Поперечный А. Композитор (музыка): Тухманов Д.
Где это было, Когда это было, В детстве, а может во сне. Аист на крыше Гнездо для любимой Свил по весне. Чудился мне он И в странствиях дальних Символом верной любви. Люди, прошу, Не спугните случайно Аиста вы. Люди, прошу я, Потише, потише, Войны пусть сгинут во мгле. Аист на крыше, Аист на крыше, Мир на земле. Аист на крыше, Аист на крыше, Мир на земле. Аист на крыше Гнездо с аистёнком Ночью и днём бережёт. Но а в том доме Под крышей девчонка Счастья так ждёт. Люди в Нью-Йорке, Берлине, Париже, Верьте друг другу и мне.
Аист на крыше, Счастье под крышей, Мир на земле. Люди, прошу я, Потише, потише, Войны пусть сгинут во мгле. Аист на крыше, Аист на крыше, Мир на земле. Аист на крыше, Аист на крыше, Мир на земле. Люди, прошу я, Потише, потише, Войны пусть сгинут во мгле. Аист на крыше, Аист на крыше, Мир на земле. Аист на крыше, Аист на крыше, Мир на земле.