Artist : the LIKE
Album : Release Me

Where a little girl once stood
Now sits an empty base
Cold and shiny
Hard and tiny
Difficult to wash away
oh, monsters get creative every day.

And nothing can prepare you for the day they run away
You'll find too late she's no longer needed
So you sealed your fate
One minute, she's your best friend
Then you watch her take your place
I guess that taught them all the same
You clever little charlatans
Ambition gleams in all the drought
And I can't take it

What goes up must come on down
Get your feet back on the ground
Narcissus in a red dress
You're like all the rest, Miss

Blinded by your own reflection
Let the lights direct you now
Narcissus in a red dress
You're like all the rest, I know.
I know.

Behave and like the Virgin Queen
You're just as damaged underneath
You know,
No matter how good your impersonation of me ever grows,
Deep down you know your insides never change
But people love it, that bitten chain was simply lacking taste
They fall for the spell of Lady Macbeth
Her calculated grace
But I can see the hunger of compulsion in your face
High school skinny fades away
And you're just left with Polaroids
capturing your fifteen minutes
Ain't it great?

What goes up must come on down
Get your feet back on the ground
Narcissus in a red dress
You're like all the rest, miss

Blinded by your own reflection
Let the lights direct you know
Narcissus in a red dress
You're like all the rest, I know
I know

Vanity on parade
Vacant, frantic, and strange
Bought with heartache and desperation
Guess I loved you in vain,
Consider this song your wake
Lost your head to the elevation

All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't bring you back again

What goes up must come on down
Get your feet back on the ground
Narcissus in a red dress
You're like all the rest, miss

Blinded by your own reflection
Let the lights protect you now
Narcissus in a red dress
You're like all the rest, Miss

What goes up must come on down
Get your feet back on the ground
Narcissus in a red dress
You're like all the rest, miss

Blinded by your own reflection
Let the lights protect you now
Narcissus in a red dress
You're like all the rest, I know
I know

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Artist : the LIKE
Album : Release Me

I won
Now that I've got the prize, I've lost the plot
I'm done
Now that the fight is gone, we've lost the fun
It started with fire, now we're just cinders
Covered in ash and burning out fingers
Trying to hold on but I'm just falling faster

I promise,
I don't hate you, but I don't love you at all.
So let's stop pretending.

So long
Feel bad for all the pain I might have caused
My fault
Guess I'm just not the girl you thought I was.
I'm all about chances, madness and mayhem
Try to sit still, now I miss the chase
And now that it's over, I just can't run fast enough

I promise,
I don't hate you, but I don't love you at all.
So let's stop pretending.
I don't hate you, but I don't love you at all.
It's not the way I planned
But nothing is

It's an age-old story
Starting to bore me
So I'll keep run, running away
Catch me if you can
Catch me if you can
Catch me if you can

It started with fire, not it's just embers
Once the sparks fly, they're hard to remember
Gotta move on so I just keep on moving

I'm sorry,
I don't hate you, but I don't love you at all.
So let's stop pretending.
I don't hate you, but I don't love you at all.
It's not the way I planned,
But nothing is.

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Artist : LIL' JON & THE EAST SIDE BOYZ
Album : Crunk Rock
(feat. The Game, Elephant Man, Ice Cube, Whole Wheat Bread)

Hey Hey Hey, 3 hard mutha fuckas, 3 hard mutha fuckas, 3 hard Mutha fucka
That ain't scared of shit
Now let me tell you mutha fuckas who you fuckin with
You fuckin with the killas
You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas
You fuckin with some killas
You fuckin with the mutha fukin realist niggas

[Lil Jon:]
I wish a mutha fucker would say something
Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped
Nigga I feel like startin some shit,
and I might just snap the piss, out a pussy ass nigga like you, nigga fuck ya
Take a 45 cross the head gun butt ya (Yeah!)
Ya'll pussy-ass niggas ain't hard, stomp that ass out like a million man march
Sawed off shot gun hand on the pump, finga on the trigga
Ready to dump
Blow a mutha fucker bye bye
Point blank range, yeah niggas gon' die
That's why I never leave the crib without packing my gat
Strap on my vest, put on my hat. Mutha fuckers outta line
Gettin laid down flat, I'm a show you how a real nigga act

[Chorus:]
Hey! 3 hard mutha fuckas
3 hard mutha fuckas
3 hard mutha fucka
They ain't scarred of shit
Now let me tell you mutha fuckas who you fuckin With
You fuckin with some killas
You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas
You fuckin with some killas
You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas

[The Game:]
It's 3, The hard way
Black Lambo, No passengers
Black Ski mask, Chain Saw Massacre
Kill fast with the Ak-four 7
(Blacka) Yellow Tape the intersection
Loaded clips, Lock 'em in
Got a black four five
Call it Pac's revenge
I'm a mutha fuckin animal
Lil Jon be canibal
Every nigga in Atlanta Know
I'm psycho insane about my cash, they should re-open alcatraz
And sentance with a life without rehabillitaion
Fuck Governor Schwarzenegger
It's my statment
Dear Mr. President Barack Obama, Righ after you catch Osama, Tell Mr. Waso
Please let oprah know that I won't ever stop sayin bitch and hoe

[Chorus:]
Hey! 3 hard mutha fuckas
3 hard mutha fuckas
3 hard mutha fucka
They ain't scarred of shit
Now let me tell you mutha fuckas who you fuckin with
You fuckin with some killas
You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas
You Fuckin with some killas you fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas

[Ice Cube:]
Dirty Mutha fuckas tryina clean hip-hop, but it don't stop, like L.A grid Lock
If you get popped, your shit will stop
Clostamy bags, for all these fags, I don't wanna hear that shit
Hu Heff's a prince, magic jaun a pimp
I learned the word bitch from you, so why can't a nigga get rich from you
These are English words
Scarred to be used by geeks and nerds,
Mad cause I flip these verbs and pull that phantom away from the curb
I think they jelous of the hood fellas, hot dogs make alota relish
Remember a world without
Hip-hop, Lord used to believe these bitch cops

[Chorus:]
Hey! 3 hard mutha fuckas
3 hard mutha fuckas
3 hard mutha fucka
They ain't scarred of shit
Now let me tell you mutha fuckas who you fuckin with
You fuckin with some killas
You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas
You fuckin with some killas
You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas

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Artist : LIL' JON & THE EAST SIDE BOYZ
Album : Crunk Rock
(with LMFAO)

If you not drunk ladies & gentlemen
Get ready to get fucked up
Let's do it, Ha Ha
LMFAO
You know what
Lil Jon
Yeah
All of the alcoholics
Where you at
Let's go

When I walk in the club
All eyes on me
I'm with the party rock crew
All drinks are free
We like ciroc
We love patrone
We came to party rock
Everybody it's on
Shots shots shots shots shots shots
Shots shots shots shots shots
Shots shots shots shots shots
Everybody [x2]
The ladies love us
When we pour shots
They need an excuse
To suck our cocks
We came to get crunk
How 'bout you?
Bottles up
Let's go round two
Shots shots shots shots shots shots
Shots shots shots shots shots
Shots shots shots shots shots
Everybody [x2]
If you ain't getting drunk get the fuck out the club
If you ain't takin' shots get the fuck out the club
If you ain't come to party get the fuck out the club
Now where my alcoholics let me see ya hands up
What you drinkin on?
Jaegerbombs
Lemondrops
Buttery Nipples
Jello Shots
Kamikaze
Three Wise Men
Fuck all that shit
Get me some Gin

Patrone's on the rocks and I'm ready for some shots
The women come around everytime I'm pourin' shots
Their panties hit the ground everytime I give em shots
So cups in the air, everybody let's take shots.
If you feelin' drunk put ya hands in the air
And If you tryin' to fuck put ya hands in the air
Now say "I'm fucked up" (I'm fucked up)
I'm fucked up (I'm fucked up)
I'm tryna fuck (I'm tryna fuck)
I'm tryna fuck (I'm tryna fuck)
Shots
Patrone's on the rocks and I'm ready for some shots
The women come around everytime I'm pourin' shots
Their panties hit the ground everytime I give em shots
So cups in the air, everybody let's take shots.
I'm fucked up
La dad a da
La dad a dad a da [x8]

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Artist : LIL' JON & THE EAST SIDE BOYZ
Album : Crunk Rock
(with 3OH!3)

Turn the lights down low
and let the DJ go
until the speakers blow
stay up till the break of dawn!

Take a sip of Jack
you need a sip of that
there ain't no turning back

[Chorus]
Hey! I don't care
I don't care
Whenever there's a party
I'm the first one with a drink in the air
put em up, put em up!
We can share
Yeah!
Cause when we finish this one
there will be another bottle right here!

Heeeeeey [8x]

When the basses low
you work it nice and slow
you let your body go
shake it till the break of dawn!

You can take a shot
of anything they got
they tryin' to table top
But

[Chorus]
Hey! I don't care
I don't care
Whenever there's a party
I'm the first one with a drink in the air
put em up, put em up!
We can share
Yeah!
Cause when we finish this one
there will be another bottle right here!

Heeeeeey [8x]

We don't want this night to end
we wont sleep
that we'll do it again

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Artist : LIL' JON & THE EAST SIDE BOYZ
Album : Crunk Rock
(feat. Blazed)

Bend over, won't you pop that pussy for me [x4]
Pop that pussy and shake that ass [x4]
Big old booty, now make it bounce
Pop that pussy, let it all hang out
Bend over, a let me see it
Go ahead bitch, get straight busy
Hey, when they go
Go with it like a motherfucking red truck
Let yourself go
Bend over, make your knee touch your elbow
Like a motherfucking freak hoe
Play with it like a dildo
Prob hot like some chicken wings
Hey, a do the damn thing
Fuck them hoes, they can't hang
Do it, that be sticky girl, you so damn freaky girl
Twirk your thing
No draws, motherfucker G-strings
Bend over, won't you pop that pussy for me [x4]
Pop that pussy and shake that ass [x4]
Don't grind on that thing, wind on that thing
Get up on a nigga
Bend over, let it hang
Go and touch your toes
Show me what you bout
Make that booty wobble
Go ahead and work it out
Arch in your back, make your booty clap
Throw it on a nigga, make a nigga throw it back
Shake it like Beyonce
Shake it like a dog
Do it with no hands from the windows to the wall
Bend over, won't you pop that pussy for me [x4]
Pop that pussy and shake that ass [x4]

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Artist : LIL' JON & THE EAST SIDE BOYZ
Album : Crunk Rock
(feat. Claude Kelly)

[Jay Sean:]
I was lost
I was frozen
Walking down the streets alone
When I saw this place was open, tonight
And the girls they were rocking
And the alcohol was flowing
And I knew right away this was my life
Oh what a night,
Oh what a night,
Oh what a night

[Lil Jon:]
Feels so good
Feels so right
Let's make a toast
To the night
It's gonna get crazy
So hold on tight
Let's have a ball
Live your life
Let it go
Let it loose
Release it all
No excuse
Have no cares
Have no fears
Let's act a fool
Up in here

[Claude Kelly:]
I was lost
I was frozen
Walking down the streets alone
When I saw this place was open, tonight
And the girls they were rocking
And the alcohol was flowing
And I knew right away this was my life
Oh what a night,
Night [x8]

[Lil Jon:]
A lot of smoking
A lot of drinking
A lot of singing
A lot of dancing
A lot of freaking
A lot of women
A lot of kissing
A lot of sinning

[Jay Sean:]
I was lost
I was frozen
Walking down the streets alone when
I saw this place was open, tonight
And the girls
They were rocking
And the alcohol was flowing
And I knew right away this was my life
Oh what a night
Oh what a night
Oh what a night

[Lil Jon:]
What a night

[Claude Kelly:]
Night

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Artist : McCARTNEY, JESSE
Album : Beautiful Soul

If I were you I'd be taking it easy
Kick back and relax for a little while
We'll all still be here tomorrow
Take time just to act like a little child
No matter what the world has in store for us
You got the ring that better get off of us
Reach out for a comfortable chair
Rejoice and throw your arms in the air

[Chorus]
'Cause it's a good life so why y'all trippin'
The good life slippin' away

If you're boss is giving you pressure
Let go, take a breather in the park
You've got to find out what's your pleasure
In time you'll be singing like a lark
Pretty soon your sorry will chime for all
Somebody will heed your call
Reach out for a comfortable chair
Rejoice, throw your arms in the air

[Chorus]

Trade in some misery for some tender loving care
Cast aside those cloudy days fuses are all to bear
Make up your mind get a whole new lease on life
Reach out for a comfortable chair
Rejoice throw your arms in the air

Reach out for a comfortable chair
Rejoice throw your arms in the air

[Chorus]

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Artist : MINOGUE, KYLIE
Album : Aphrodite

A situation taking over me, cant you see
Im in trouble
Infactuaton got a hold on me, a little jealousy
Im not myself at all

Im Surrounded by confusion
and I'm lost in this illusion

You serenade me at the bar, hiding from it all
Behind a disguise
Who's the man who's at the masquerade, I wish I had a stay
Just to drown in lies, like a hand-out of a magazine
are you what you see?
Cause I'm losing my belief
can I make it when there's so much doubt
someone help me out! Cause I'm in to deep

Im Surrounded by confusion
and I'm lost in this illusion

Follow my dreams into Distant lands
blowing in the winds, overshifting sands

Im in too deep!

Im Surrounded by confusion
and I'm lost in this illusion
(Ohhhhh)
Im Surrounded by confusion
(Ohhhh)
and I'm lost in this illusion

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Artist : MINOGUE, KYLIE
Album : Aphrodite

Sometimes it's easy
It's meant to be
Dream of the moment
You'll be with me

'Cause I wanna look down now
I wanna get deeper
Can you let me in?
To show me places
To be my keeper
I'm waiting for my Seraphim

Oh, I'm looking for an angel
For an angel
Looking for an angel
Yeah I'm looking for an angel
For an angel
Looking for an angel

My heart is ready
My mind is open
My body's aching
I wait for you

'Cause I wanna rise up now
Don't wanna be a bound
Reach up to the sky
Into the distance
And the future
Is waiting for me in your eyes

...Looking for an angel
For an angel
Looking for an angel
Yeah I'm looking for an angel
For an angel
Looking for an angel
(I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you)

Oh, I'm looking for an angel
For an angel
Looking for an angel
Yeah I'm looking for an angel
For an angel
Looking for an angel

And when good things are good
I want to share them
I don't want to be alone
And when darkness falls
Will you hear my call
And show me the way back home?

'Cause I want this life
To be twice as nice
With somebody by my side
So my dreams are things
Like your golden wings
When you carry me and fly

'Cause I wanna look down now
I wanna get deeper
Can you let me in?
To show me places
To be my keeper
I'm waiting for my Seraphim

I'm looking for an angel
For an angel
Looking for an angel
Yeah I'm looking for an angel
For an angel
Looking for an angel

Oh, I'm looking for an angel
For an angel
Looking for an angel
(I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you)
Yeah I'm looking for an angel
For an angel
Looking for an angel
(I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you)

I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you

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