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can anyone transcribe the lyrics to Illusion coma... go go go! |
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She knew what fork to use
But she couldn't dance So he hipped them to the funk exchanged for the "panem" eheh who is pipping who, nobody gives the second chance this is the story of illusion coma pimp and circustamce each one of we transcribe 8 lines of what we hear, let's do this it will be fun |
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who’s pimpin’ who if nobody get’s a second chance this is the story of illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance she was older but rich beyond compare she’d drop a thousand $ at the salon just to get he her hair did he was good at compliments better in the bunk she laced him with a crib in Paris he hit back to the funk but to fine he was for her a dirty dog in expensive furs as long as she’s providin’ chips and whips we can do this funky thing as long as she was playin’ the host U figured he would make the most of ‘dem hips and lips he hooked her up rocked her coast to coast ohh yeahhh she’s so ugly but rich beyond compare dropped a cople hundred thousand $ on a silver whip just to match the color of her hair she said I got plenty of what U need put the spoon down honey c’mon let mamma feed u ohh... ????? who’s pimpin’ who if nobody get’s a second chance this is the story of illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance where wqas I, ohh yteah gentlemen he was he never spoke about her nose so prominenet because in the dark it glows If she was only tan instead of solid lilly white Her name was Doris, but he called her Flo as in ‘rescent, that ain’t right flourescent, every night a situation bound to fail as sure as doris’ skin was pale money might talk but what does it sy U better get busy if U wanna get paid boy I was fine back in the day ????? who’s pimpin’ who if nobody get’s a second chance this is the story of illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance now dance... dance he spent her money, ohh so well honey take a bath in cold crystal he took a trip to burn in old flamin’ ‘Frisco like wow! when Doris caught him in her arms she shrugged her shoulder and said no harm jsut put your name on this pre-nup and we can all hit the disco ????? who’s pimpin’ who if nobody get’s a second chance this is the story of illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance ????? who’s pimpin’ who if nobody get’s a second chance this is the story of illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance this is what I have so far....edits R welcome | |
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Thanx to Porkchop Musicology Heard about the party now just east o' Harlem Dougie's gonna b there but U got 2 call him Even the soldiers need a break sometimes Listen 2 the groove ya'll Let it unwind Ur mind No intoxication Unless U c what Eye c Dancin hot n' sweaty right in font of me Call it what U like Eye'm gonna call it how it b This is just another 1 of God's gifts Musicology Chorus Keep that party movin Just like Eye told U Kick the old school joint 4 the true funk soldiers Musicology Wish Eye had a dollar 4 everytime U say Don't U miss the feeling music gave ya Back in the day? Let's Groove September Earth, Wind and Fire Hot Pants by James Sly's gonna take U higher Minor keys and drugs Don't make a rollerskate jam Take Ur pick - turntable or a band? If it ain't Chuck D or Jam Master Jay Know what? They're losin' 'Cause we got a PhD in Advanced Body Movin' Chorus Illusion, Coma, Pimp & Circumstance Chorus She knew which fork 2 use but she couldn’t dance So he hipped her 2 the funk in xchange 4 the finance Who’s pimpin who if nobody gets a second chance? This is the story of illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance She was older but rich beyond compare She’d drop a thousand dollars at the saloon just 2 get her hair did He was good at compliments better in the bunk She laced him with a crib in Paris – he hipped her 2 the funk Way 2 fine he was 4 her A dirty dog in expensive furs As long as she’s providing chips and whips We can do this funky thang As long as she was playing the host He figured he would make the most of them hips and lips He hooked her up – rocked her coast 2 coast So ugly, the bitch, beyond compare She’s dropped a couple hundred thousand dollars on a silver whip Just 2 match the color of her hair She said “Eye got plenty of what U need. Put the spoon down honey, c’mon, let mama feed U” Chorus Where was Eye? Oh yeah… A gentleman he was He never spoke about her nose So prominent because in the dark it glowed If she was only tan instead of ??? white Her name was Doris instead he called her “Fluo” As in “-Rescent” – That ain’t right Fluorescent every night A situation bound 2 fail As sure a Doris’ skin was pale Money might talk, but what does it say? U better get busy if U wanna get paid “Boy, Eye was fine back in the day” He spent her money oh so well Take a bath in cold Kristal He took a trip 2 burn an old flame in Frisco, like wow But Doris caught him in her arms She shrugged her shoulders and said “No harm” Just put Ur name on this pre-nup and we can all hit the disco Chorus A Million Days It’s only been a hour since U left me But it feels like a million days If Eye had a magic wand Eye could turn back time Eye’d never let U go away Eye didn’t have the heart 2 say Eye’m sorry Now Eye haven’t got a heart at all Eye could tolerate the pain if Eye could talk 2 my best friend But U won’t even call Eye’m contemplating pulling out my suitcase And packing everything Eye own Eye didn’t back then but Eye do know now Wherever U r is home Eye’ll crawl on my belly and beg U But Ur so far away U’ve only been gone 4 an hour But it seems like a million days It’s only been a hour since U left me Eye wish Eye had somebody 2 blame But Ur the perfect picture of what love should look like And Eye wanna b Ur frame It’s only been a hour but it feels like a million days A million days One hundred thousand million days Come home, come home baby Eye can’t take this no more Well, come home baby oh yeah Baby, Eye know Eye shouldn’t put my faith in heroes But Eye can’t c U any other way It’s only been a hour since U left me girl Baby, it feels like 2 me, it feels like a million days Come home baby Life ‘O’ The Party This is the life ‘o’ the party We gonna do it right So Ur havin’ a party? Goody 4 U All the beautiful people gonna b there? Yeah, that’s cool U know Ur gonna have a good time cause U got the news That the life ‘o’ the party is gonna party with U We’re doing our own thing Until the sun’ll come up Sweet Candy gonna b there Yeah, it’s gonna b rough She ain’t got no off switch And neither do eye When U read it in the paper 2morrow U gonna hang Ur head and cry Chorus We gonna have us a party All r welcome 2 We ain’t down with nobody That don’t party like we do Once we get it started We got 2 go all night This is the life of the party We gonna do it right Why party in your own yard When U can party in mine? All the beautiful people gonna b there Puttin’ the “i” in fine Throw the records out my window CDs out the door Might as well give it 2 the milkman We don’t want it no more Everybody can smell this funk y’all Down in Altanta GA Everybody, even Dre and Em, know it’s OK Hey, we don’t need any trippin’ y’all on this special day We just callin’ 2 let U know U better not come if U can’t stay Chorus What's it gonna take 2 get Ur booty soakin' wet? U and me closer baby, that's a bet Eye’m the life of the party As long as Eye got your body Shakin like a leaf on a tree Cutie come dance with me U and me, we got mad chemistry Don’t it make U wanna holler? Come with the life of the party, y’all We’re still makin dollars 25 years 2 life The judge sentenced me 2 hard labor with a knife Making cuts 4 y’all Keeping the party packed and wall 2 wall Eye don’t care what they say “He don’t play the hits no more plus Eye thought he was gay” But it ain’t nothing if it ain’t fun My voice is getting higher and Eye ain’t never had my nose done That’s the other guy All the purple hippies bang your head on the 1 Chrous Call My Name Call, call my name Call it, call my name Eye heard Ur voice this morning calling gout my name It had been so long since Eye heard it that it didn’t sound quite the same, no But it let me know that my name had never really been spoken b4 B4 the day Eye carried U through the bridal path door And ever since that day Eye haven’t wanted anyone but U And anybody who really knows me knows the truth Chorus Eye just can’t stop writing songs about U Eye love U so much Eye just can’t wait 2 get my arms around U And feel Ur touch If eye don’t c U real soon baby girl Eye might go insane Eye know it’s only been about 3 hours But Eye love it when U call my name Eye heard a voice on the news saying people want 2 stop the war If they had a love as sweet as U they’d 4get what they were fighting 4 What’s the matter with the world 2day? The land of the free? Somebody lied They can bug my phone and people ‘round my home They’ll only c U and me making love inside Chorus Eye’ve never seen the moon look so lovely as the night Eye saw it with U It let me know Eye’d never seen the moon b4 So many speak of the moon as though it had no flaws But 2 compare it 2 a beauty like Urs would give 1 cause Nothing about U is false, that’s why Ur love is real God 4bid if U belonged 2 another Eye’d have 2 steal U Eye’d have 2 take U from Ur man Eye might b tempted 2 break the law round here Because Ur beauty, it gives 1 power It slows me down Chorus Cinnamon Girl There’s war drum’s beat in Babylon The cinnamon girl starts 2 pray Eye’ve never heard a prayer like this 1 Never b4 that day Tearful words of love 4 people she had never met b4 Asking God 2 grant them mercy in this face of a holy war Cinnamon Girl Cinnamon Girl... ??? Never knew the meaning of color lines 911 turned that all around When she got accused of this crime So began the mass illusion, war on terror alibi What’s the use when the god of confusion keeps on telling the same lie? Cinnamon Girl Don’t cry, don’t shed no tears 1 night won’t make us feel Cause we know how this movie’s ending Cinnamon Girl There’s war drum’s beat in Babylon That scorched the blood red sky Militants bomb the foreign gun Both sides truely die Cinnamon girl opens the book she knows will settle all the scores Then she prays after the war that there will not b anymore Cinnamon Girl What Do U Want Me 2 Do? Eye c U picked me out from the crowd Could it b the way Eye play guitar? Master of the soft, not 2 loud 1 day, maybe Eye will b a star Eye c U picked me out like U want something But shame on U, baby, can't U c this ring? Chorus What do U want me 2 do, girl? What do U want me 2 do, babe? What do U want me 2 do, girl? What do U want me 2 do, babe? Eye got a woman, U got a man So we got 2 do what's right Eye said U'd get beheaded in other lands If Eye were in your arms 2night Quit tryin' 2 get me under that icy plunder Boy, oh boy, what a scare, ooh Chorus U picked me out of the crowd And ooh, just so bold and so proud And dressed like U want everybody 2 just say, "Wow! Didn't her mama teach her better?" Ow, dressed like that, somebody gon' get her Eye c U picked me out from the crowd Could it b the way Eye play guitar? Master of the soft, not 2 loud Eye don't ever really wanna b where U r, where U r, no What do U want me 2 do, girl? Tell me, what do U want me 2 do, babe? What do U want me 2 do, girl? Tell me, tell me, what do U want me 2 do, babe? I ain't tryin' 2 do that What do U want me 2 do, girl? The Marrying Kind If U leave her now Ur never gonna 2 c her again - Never Now she’s gonna need a shoulder 2 cry on She’s gonna need a friend She’s gonna need a pillow case – something 2 put those tears on And Eye’ve got some purple satin lacys 1 second later than the second U gone She’ gonna miss U at first But then she’s gonna buy me things That’s when Eye’m gonna lay her ‘cross my piano stool and sing 2 her Chorus Honey, Eye tried 2 tell him That U were the marrying kind A faithful 1-man-woman The best he would ever find Eye guess he wasn’t trying 2 hear that So there ain’t nothing left 2 say Eye tried 2 tell him if U run 2 me Eye won’t run away If U leave her now U’ll never get another glimpse Eye’m going 2 lace her with enough ice to recap the polls There might b another solar eclipse She’s gonna find… …bath water hot enough 2 b touched (oh, man. porkchop is hurtin') Eye’m gonna put her on the same diet Missy went on U know she eat 2 much Tonight, she’s gonna miss U at first But then she’ll get used 2 me All of the tricks Eye would try 2 make her take this ring and make love 2 me Chorus Run away Don’t run away If Eye was the Man in Your Life Chorus: If Eye was the man in your life Eye'd make U happy Eye'd treat U right Eye'd buy U flowers every single day Eye'd Give U power Eye'd do whatever U say Eye heard a rumor that Ur man he said he’d do U wrong and Ur so vain Ud think that Ur the 1 behind this song Sure U know he got plenty lyrics, yeah, up his sleeve and after he got what he want he just go up and leave and sunday chocolate on the roof right after his game he like the Lakers but the Sixers on when he came If he’s with another now U best believe the party’s crackin Ur getting played girl, U better get your mack on and do onto others as they do onto U U call me on the day that U and him r just 2 through Chorus was it U that Eye saw outside the liquor store waiting on that fool 2 purchase what Ud been dying 4? and b4 Eye c U drop a spill Eye have 2 bring U down now U got that chocolate barracuda hangin’ round hangin’ round your neck like a cheap gold chain he don’t deserve 2 say that he ever knew Ur name much less he get 2 smell the perfume Eye gave U please don’t tell me that U all got down better do onto others as they do onto U U call me on the day that U and him r just 2 through Chorus On The Couch C’mon baby Don’t make me sleep on the couch Love Jones is on the TV again baby Eye want 2 go down south C’mon baby U know it’s undignified 2 sleep alone That’s what all the people who ain’t got nobody do U know they do Talkin on the telephone Don’t make me crash Don’t make me sleep without Ur kiss ??? Every inch of me… what?! Dontcha make me suffer this ??? Eye no that we need 2 b married Shouldn’t have let me unzip Ur dress Why’d U do it baby? Confess Ur tears Relax Ur fears Don’t make me sleep on the couch Dear Mr. Man What’s wrong with the world 2day? Things just got 2 get better Show me what the leaders say Maybe we should write a letter Said Dear Mr. Man, we don’t understand Why poor people keep struggling but U don’t lend a helping hand Matthew 5:5 say “The meek shall inherit the earth” We wanna b down that way but U been trippin since the day of your birth Who said that 2 kill is a sin Then started every single war that Ur people been in? Who said that water is a precious commodity Then dropped a big old black oil slick in the deep blue sea? Who told me, Mr. Man, that working round the clock would buy me a big housed in the hood Cigarette ads on every block Who told me, Mr. Man, that Eye got a right 2 moan? How about this bog old hole in the ozone? What’s wrong with the world 2day Things just got 2 get better Dear Mr. Man, we don’t understand Maybe we should write a letter Listen, Ain’t no sense in voting – same song with a different name Might not b in the back of the bus but it sure feel just the same Ain’t nothing fair about welfare Ain’t no assistance in AIDS We ain’t that affirmative about your actions until the people get paid Ur thousand years r up Now U got 2 share the land Section 1 – the 14th amendment says “No state shall deprive any person of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law” Mr. Man, we want 2 end this letter with 3 words We tired a-y’all Reflection 2 sevens together Like time, indefinite Trying 2 catch the glass b4 it falls Without a frown Can U turn up the stereo? Eye wanna play U this old song about love (is it about love?) Can Eye do that? Did we remember 2 water the plants today? Eye 4got 2 look up at the moon because Eye was 2 busy, said Eye was 2 busy Eye was 2 busy Looking at you babe Still it's nice 2 know That, uh when bodies wear out We can get another What does that 1 thing have 2 do with the other 1? Eye don't know Eye was just thinking about my mother U know what Turn the stereo back down Ain't nothing worse than an old worn out love song Tell me do you like my hair this way Remember all the way back in the day When we would compare who's afro was the roundest Mirrored tiles above the bed Fishing nets and posters all over the wall Oh yes, sometimes Sometimes Eye just wanna go sit out on the stool And uh... play my guitar Just watch all... all the cars go by... | |
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Cinnamon Girl
As war drums beat in Babylon The cinnamon girl starts 2 pray Eye’ve never heard a prayer like this 1 Never b4 that day Tearful words of love 4 people she had never met b4 Asking God 2 grant them mercy in this face of a holy war Cinnamon Girl Cinnamon Girl of mixed heritage Never knew the meaning of color lines 911 turned that all around When she got accused of this crime So began the mass illusion, war on terror alibi What’s the use when the god of confusion keeps on telling the same lie? Cinnamon Girl Don’t cry, don’t shed no tears 1 night won’t make us feel Cause we know how this movie’s ending Cinnamon Girl There’s war drum’s beat in Babylon That scorched the blood red sky Militants bomb the foreign gun Both sides truely die Cinnamon girl opens the book she knows will settle all the scores Then she prays after the war that there will not b anymore Cinnamon Girl What Do U Want Me 2 Do? Eye c U picked me out from the crowd Could it b the way Eye play guitar? Master of the soft, not 2 loud 1 day, maybe Eye will b a star Eye c U picked me out like U want something But shame on U, baby, can't U c this ring? Chorus What do U want me 2 do, girl? What do U want me 2 do, babe? What do U want me 2 do, girl? What do U want me 2 do, babe? Eye got a woman, U got a man So we got 2 do what's right Eye said U'd get beheaded in other lands If Eye were in your arms 2night Quit tryin' 2 get me under that icy plunder Boy, oh boy, what a scare, ooh Chorus U picked me out of the crowd And ooh, just so bold and so proud And dressed like U want everybody 2 just say, "Wow! Didn't her mama teach her better?" Ow, dressed like that, somebody gon' get her Eye c U picked me out from the crowd Could it b the way Eye play guitar? Master of the soft, not 2 loud Eye don't ever really wanna b where U r, where U r, no What do U want me 2 do, girl? Tell me, what do U want me 2 do, babe? What do U want me 2 do, girl? Tell me, tell me, what do U want me 2 do, babe? I ain't tryin' 2 do that What do U want me 2 do, girl? The Marrying Kind If U leave her now Ur never gonna 2 c her again - Never Now she’s gonna need a shoulder 2 cry on She’s gonna need a friend She’s gonna need a pillow case – something 2 put those tears on And Eye’ve got some purple satin lacys 1 second later than the second U gone She’ gonna miss U at first But then she’s gonna buy me things That’s when Eye’m gonna lay her ‘cross my piano stool and sing 2 her Chorus Honey, Eye tried 2 tell him That U were the marrying kind A faithful 1-man-woman The best he would ever find Eye guess he wasn’t trying 2 hear that So there ain’t nothing left 2 say Eye tried 2 tell him if U run 2 me Eye won’t run away If U leave her now U’ll never get another glimpse Eye’m going 2 lace her with enough ice to recap the polls There might b another solar eclipse She’s gonna find… …bath water hot enough 2 b touched (oh, man. porkchop is hurtin') Eye’m gonna put her on the same diet Missy went on U know she eat 2 much Tonight, she’s gonna miss U at first But then she’ll get used 2 me All of the tricks Eye would try 2 make her take this ring and make love 2 me Chorus Run away Don’t run away If Eye was the Man in Your Life Chorus: If Eye was the man in your life Eye'd make U happy Eye'd treat U right Eye'd buy U flowers every single day Eye'd Give U power Eye'd do whatever U say Eye heard a rumor that Ur man he said he’d do U wrong and Ur so vain Ud think that Ur the 1 behind this song Sure U know he got plenty lyrics, yeah, up his sleeve and after he got what he want he just go up and leave and sunday chocolate on the roof right after his game he like the Lakers but the Sixers on when he came If he’s with another now U best believe the party’s crackin Ur getting played girl, U better get your mack on and do onto others as they do onto U U call me on the day that U and him r just 2 through Chorus was it U that Eye saw outside the liquor store waiting on that fool 2 purchase what Ud been dying 4? and b4 Eye c U drop a spill Eye have 2 bring U down now U got that chocolate barracuda hangin’ round hangin’ round your neck like a cheap gold chain he don’t deserve 2 say that he ever knew Ur name much less he get 2 smell the perfume Eye gave U please don’t tell me that U all got down better do onto others as they do onto U U call me on the day that U and him r just 2 through Chorus On The Couch C’mon baby Don’t make me sleep on the couch Love Jones is on the TV again baby Eye want 2 go down south C’mon baby U know it’s undignified 2 sleep alone That’s what all the people who ain’t got nobody do U know they do Talkin on the telephone Don’t make me crash Don’t make me sleep without Ur kiss ??? Every inch of me… what?! Dontcha make me suffer this ??? Eye no that we need 2 b married Shouldn’t have let me unzip Ur dress Why’d U do it baby? Confess Ur tears Relax Ur fears Don’t make me sleep on the couch Dear Mr. Man What’s wrong with the world 2day? Things just got 2 get better Show me what the leaders say Maybe we should write a letter Said Dear Mr. Man, we don’t understand Why poor people keep struggling but U don’t lend a helping hand Matthew 5:5 say “The meek shall inherit the earth” We wanna b down that way but U been trippin since the day of your birth Who said that 2 kill is a sin Then started every single war that Ur people been in? Who said that water is a precious commodity Then dropped a big old black oil slick in the deep blue sea? Who told me, Mr. Man, that working round the clock would buy me a big housed in the hood Cigarette ads on every block Who told me, Mr. Man, that Eye got a right 2 moan? How about this bog old hole in the ozone? What’s wrong with the world 2day Things just got 2 get better Dear Mr. Man, we don’t understand Maybe we should write a letter Listen, Ain’t no sense in voting – same song with a different name Might not b in the back of the bus but it sure feel just the same Ain’t nothing fair about welfare Ain’t no assistance in AIDS We ain’t that affirmative about your actions until the people get paid Ur thousand years r up Now U got 2 share the land Section 1 – the 14th amendment says “No state shall deprive any person of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law” Mr. Man, we want 2 end this letter with 3 words We tired a-y’all Reflection 2 sevens together Like time, indefinite Trying 2 catch the glass b4 it falls Without a frown Can U turn up the stereo? Eye wanna play U this old song about love (is it about love?) Can Eye do that? Did we remember 2 water the plants today? Eye 4got 2 look up at the moon because Eye was 2 busy, said Eye was 2 busy Eye was 2 busy Looking at you babe Still it's nice 2 know That, uh when bodies wear out We can get another What does that 1 thing have 2 do with the other 1? Eye don't know Eye was just thinking about my mother U know what Turn the stereo back down Ain't nothing worse than an old worn out love song Tell me do you like my hair this way Remember all the way back in the day When we would compare who's afro was the roundest Mirrored tiles above the bed Fishing nets and posters all over the wall Oh yes, sometimes Sometimes Eye just wanna go sit out on the stool And uh... play my guitar Just watch all... all the cars go by...[/quote] | |
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Cinnamon Girl
As war drums beat in Babylon The cinnamon girl starts 2 pray Eye’ve never heard a prayer like this 1 Never b4 that day Tearful words of love 4 people she had never met b4 Asking God 2 grant them mercy in this face of a holy war Cinnamon Girl Cinnamon Girl of mixed heritage Never knew the meaning of color lines 911 turned that all around When she got accused of this crime So began the mass illusion, war on terror alibi What’s the use when the god of confusion keeps on telling the same lie? Cinnamon Girl Don’t cry, don’t shed no tears 1 night won’t make us feel Cause we know how this movie’s ending Cinnamon Girl As war drums beat in Babylon That scorched the blood red sky Militants bomb the foreign gun Both sides truely die Cinnamon girl opens the book she knows will settle all the scores Then she prays after the war that there will not b anymore Cinnamon Girl [This message was edited Wed Mar 31 9:54:30 2004 by dealodelandron] | |
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Some of those lyrics are really badly written, or don't make much sense. Some are just plain corny. Some are ok. Prince needs a poetry course. lol All you others say Hell Yea!!  | |
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2freaky4church1 said: Some of those lyrics are really badly written, or don't make much sense. Some are just plain corny. Some are ok. Prince needs a poetry course. lol
Well you have to understand that people are getting some of these lyrics wrong to begin with. Prince never says 'bitch' in Illusion, Pimp, Coma and Circumstance. He says "...rich beyond compare" | |
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