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Culture Club - Do You Really Want To Hurt Me Give me time To realize my crime Let me love and steal I have danced inside your eyes How can I be real Do you really want to hurt me Do you really want to make me cry Precious kisses Words that burn me Lovers never ask you why In my heart The fires burning Choose my color Find a star Precious people always tell me That's a step A step too far Do you really want to hurt me Do you really want to make me cry Do you really want to hurt me Do you really want to make me cry Words are few I have spoken I could waste a thousand years Wrapped in sorrow Words are token Come inside and catch my tears You've been talking but believe me If its true You do not know This boy loves without a reason I'm prepared to let you go If its love you want from me Then take it away Everything is not what you see It's over again Do you really want to hurt me Do you really want to make me cry Do you really want to hurt me Do you really want to make me cry Do you really want to hurt me Do you really want to make me cry Do you really want to hurt me Do you really want to make me cry Do you really want to hurt me Do you really want to make me cry... | |
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Crowded House : Fall At Your Feet
I’m really close tonight And I feel like I’m moving inside her Lying in the dark And I think that I’m beginning to know her Let it go I’ll be there when you call And whenever I fall at your feet You let your tears rain down on me Whenever I touch your slow turning pain You’re hiding from me now There’s something in the way that you’re talking Words don’t sound right But I hear them all moving inside you, go I’ll be waiting when you call Hey and whenever I fall at your feet Won’t you let your tears rain down on me Whenever I touch your slow turning pain The finger of blame has turned upon itself And I’m more than willing to offer myself Do you want my presence or need my help Who knows where that might lead I fall Whenever I fall at your feet Would you let your tears rain down on me Whenever I fall, ever I fall | |
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One Day by bjork
One day, it will happen One day, one day It will all come true. One day, when you're ready One day, one day When you're up to it. The atmosphere Will get lighter And two suns ready To shine just for you I can feel it, I can feel it. One day, it will happen One day, one day It will all make sense. One day, one day You will blossom One day, one day When you're ready. An aeroplane Will curve gracefully Around the volcano With the eruption that never lets you down. I can feel it, I can feel it, And the beautifullest Fireworks are burning In the sky just for you I can feel it, I can feel it One day, one day, one day, one day One day, one day, one day, one day  | |
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"Jay-Z - Dirt Off Your Shoulder"
You're now tuned into the muh'fuckin greatest Turn the music up in the headphones Tim, you can go and brush your shoulder off nigga I got you, yeah [Chorus: Jay-Z] If you feelin like a pimp nigga, go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off Niggaz is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you Get, that, dirt off your shoulder [Verse One] I probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the force Tryin to hustle some things, that go with the Porsche Feelin no remorse, feelin like my hand was forced Middle finger to the Lord, nigga grip I'm a boss Stab the ladies they love me, from the bleachers they screamin All the ballers is bouncin they like the way I be leanin All the rappers be hatin, off the track that I'm makin But all the hustlers they love it just to see one of us make it Came from the bottom the bottom, to the top of the pots Nigga London, Japan and I'm straight off the block Like a running back, get it man, I'm straight off the block I can run it back nigga cause I'm straight with the Roc [Chorus] [Chorus Two] You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder [Verse Two] Your homey Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda I just whipped up a watch, tryin to get me a Rover Tryin to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessir Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya But like, fifty-two cards when I'm, I'm through dealin Now fifty-two bars come it, now you feel 'em Now, fifty-two cars roll out, remove ceiling In case fifty-two broads come out, now you chillin with a boss bitch of course S.C. on the sleeve At the 40/40 club, ESPN on the screen I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real [Chorus + Chorus Two] [Verse Three] Your boy back in the building, Brooklyn we back on the map Me and my beautiful beeeeeitch in the back of that 'Bach I'm the realest that run it, I just happen to rap I ain't gotta clap at 'em, niggaz scared of that black I drop that +Black, Album+ then I back, out it As the best rapper alive nigga axe about me From Bricks to Billboards, from grams to Grammys The O's to opposite, Orphan Annie You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin out the Garden in a day I'm like a young Marvin in his hey' I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you brush it off for me? [Chorus + Chorus Two] You're now tuned into the muh'fuckin greatest Best rapper alive, best rapper alive In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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ReturnOfDOOK said: Gary Jules - "Mad World" (from the Donnie Darko Soundtrack...)
  In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Prince-Train
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Lisa Coleman's Piano Improviations as recorded in Prince's basement. | |
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Will Young - fridays child |
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Don't Lose Your Mind Of Miles Davis' Tutu | |
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Nothing. | |
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WAHHHHEY BALL BUSTER , you can listen to me telling you its been a while since we chatted  | |
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Powdered Wig Machine
By PJ Harvey, Josh Homme and that other fella of QOTSA. | |
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Dillinger
'Cocaine In My Brain' | |
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Ultravox
'Vienna' [This message was edited Sun Aug 15 10:58:22 2004 by JDINTERACTIVE] | |
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The Pointer Sisters
'Yes We Can Can' | |
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Peter Frampton
'Do You Feel Like We Do' | |
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Shed 7
'Disco Down (Tim 'Love' Lee remix)' | |
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The Undisputed Truth
'Ball Of Confusion' | |
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Siouxsie And The Banshees
'Dear Prudence' | |
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JD needs his own thread too... | |
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britneys everytime....lol damn this is really a depressing song.
britney   | |
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Amp Fiddler - Waltz of a Ghetto Fly
Picked the album up on Saturday and lovin it 
Sitting here right now, Dreamin away to Dreamin   Mada, Yeah thats me. AND WHAT | |
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Stevie Wonder
'Hey Love' | |
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Vangelis
'Memories Of Green' | |
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U dont work, u dont eat
WC and the Maad circle 'This afternoon we want to talk about' 'Now I want you brothers to dig where we coming from' [WC] Five yers ago when I was in high school No bills to pay, I used to say to myself 'Life is cool' I had a roof over my head and a part-time job Slanging at OB's birdstand Washington High was the school I attended Til '87 graduation came and I wasn't with it Kicked out the house at the age of 18 No money for college, mmm, how should I handle things? I tried to go the so-called right way And went to a JC but I wasn't getting paid I'm working at a chicken stand now with the chicken With a spring at the top of my hat getting clowned I gotta pay my rent but my job ain't cutting it So now I'm drinking gin saying 'Here's my alternative' To either keep doing what I'm doing, don't trip Or go and buy gats y'all and come up on a grip So like anybody else I went and bought a gun Pulling burgs at night and now I'm counting my funds Three times a day and I drive a coup on danas Cruising through the alley bumping on 'Hi' to players Yo, you can say what you want but I was taught on the streets That if a brother didn't work, then he didn't eat 'You don't work, you can't eat' [Coolio] Peep this, something kind if for weakness Focus on the park and watch how I freak this Subject for survival, got to stay alive I gotta eat so I do or die Not a full-time crook but I was born right So if I want to eat, sometimes I got to jack So jack I will and go get some presidents A foot in the ground and the other on an oil slick Money ain't everything but either is brokeness Give me a knife cause I can't live off happiness Once a brother said I can't work for the white kind Standing on the corner in a soup line Said he's too black, too strong, ain't done nothing yet Waiting on the fifth for his government relief check Humming and bumming, most hate to see him coming And every first and 15th, these strongs on his life But a hustle is a hustle and a meal is a meal That's why I'm real and I ain't afraid to steal Straight from the street, backed up by a funky beat If you don't work, OG, then you don't eat 'You don't work, you can't eat' (Repeat 2x) [Ice Cube] Ayo, I want y'all to meet a nigga from the Lench Mob He gaffled for his meals (McDonald's is my spot) Ayo Jay Dee, kick some shit for the Maad Circle, G [Jay Dee] If you don't work, you don't eat, need I say more? Cause I'm a kick my rhymes in abundant while you stay poor Since I was 14 I raised myself I built a roof over my head and then I went for self I sold cooked-up rock, made my way through school I'm not saying you should do it cause it ain't too cool Kicking ???, playing to start your back Talking about that bullshit prize, you slay me right? And you other motherf**kers out here banging for change Need to wise up and seek personal gain Or maintain some type of pain Cause they don't give away hot lunches out here in L.A. Yo peace to the Dub and the Maad Circle For giving me the chance to let the rhyme just flow So you can (So you can either sell dope or get your ass a job) Jay Dee (I'd rather roll with the Lench Mob) 'You don't work, you can't eat' [MC Eiht] Eiht is stepping from the city down under And I'm robbing more punk fools blind like Stevie Wonder Ain't no punching a clock, I ain't with it For a quarter an hour I make the shit every minute And please, don't even let me catch a brother slipping He'll be short, shorter than short With my hands around his troat Fool, come off the chain and bracelet I know it's wrong but face it A brother like me won't win the lottery Ain't no faking when it's time to bring home the bacon Cause I was taught get what you're gonna get quick And don't get gaffled in the mix So I guess I'll keep stacking, breaking the law Checking a fool, wrecking and breaking his jaw Gyeah, that's life in the Compton streets Homeboy you don't work, homeboy you don't eat 'You don't work, you can't eat' [WC] This record was put together by Jay Dee, Coolio, and the W Eight, Chilly Chill, and DJ Crazy Toons Sic brothers out to get paid cause Nowadays you got to go for yourself or go broke I'm living day by day cause you see the future ain't promised So save that drama for your mama And make sure you're out of my path when I'm on the creep tip Or have your first name changed to R.I.P. | |
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Morro Eletrice - Zuco 103 | |
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Wherever you are ~ Terri Ellis
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 "Did u love somebody
But got no love in return? Did u understand the real meaning of love? That it just is and never yearns" ...Prince | |
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The Mars Volta-de-loused in the comatorium   | |
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