Song Lyrics

[Chorus]

[50 Cent]
I'll teach you how to stunt
My wrists stay rocked up
My TV's pop up in a Maybach benz
I'll teach you how to stunt
***** you can't see me
My bently GT got smoke gray rims
I'll teach you how to stunt
My neck stay blinging, my rims stay gleaming, I'm shining man
I'll teach you how to stunt
I see you scheming, ***** keep on dreaming, I hurt ya mans
I'll teach you how to stunt

[50 Cent]
Seven series BM, Six series benz
Twenty-four inches, Giovanni rims
All on one wheel when I'm on one of them
Ma, that boy out there actin a fool that's him
They say I've changed man, I'm getting paper, I'm flashy
They like me better when I'm ****ed up and ashy
My royalty check's the rebirth of Liberace
Stunt so hard, everybody got to watch me
And I don't really care if it's platinum or white gold
As long as the VS bling, look at that light show
In the hood they say Fifty man your sneaker look white yo
Just can't believe Reebok did a deal with a psycho
Banks is a sure thing, yall *****z might blow
I'm fittin to drop that, so I suggest you lay low
Buc, he from Cashville, Tenneckee *****
Getting them ten of keys, save ten for me *****

[Chorus]

[Lloyd Banks]
I'm sensing a lot of tension now that I'm rappin
But the kids used to look up to you, what happened?
Me on the corner, (????), hand covered with platinum
Different color coupes but I'm in love with the black one
On point, cuz you get R.I.P.'s when slacking
So the stashbox big enough to squeeze the mack in
Yeah, I'm fairly new but I demand some respect
Cuz I already wear your advance on my neck
I'm fresh off the jet, then I breeze to the beaches
Blue yankee fitted, G-Unit sneakers
I already figured out what to do with all my features
Decorate the basement, full of street sweepers
When it comes to stuntin' theres nothing you can teach us
We're in a different time zone, your records don't reach us
Naww, I ain't here to save the world, just roll up a blunt
Come with me out front, I'LL TEACH YOU HOW TO STUNT

[Chorus]

[Young Buc]
Chain so icy, you don't have to like me
In a throwback jersey, with the throwback nikes
I know you probably seen me with Cash Money from back in the days
The only thing changed is the numbers on the range
I bought me an old school and blew out the brains
The Roc the Mic tour, I threw off my chain
My sprewell's spinning man, I'm doing my thing
And whodi now in trouble now that you in the game
Come on now, we all know gold is getting old
The ice in my teeth keep the crystal cold
G-Unit homie, actin' like yall don't know
Look, I can't even walk through the mall no more
I just pull up, get out, and get all the hoes
They never seen doors lift up on a car before
Don't be mad at me dog, that's all I know
That's how to show these fougaisies how it's supposed to go

[Chorus]
 
I'm not sure who wrote the song but I like Die Another Day.

I'm gonna wake up, yes and no
I'm gonna kiss some part of
I'm gonna keep this secret
I'm gonna close my body now
I guess, die another day
I guess, die another day
I guess, die another day
I guess, die another day
I guess I'll die another day
Another day
I guess I'll die another day
Another day
I guess I'll die another day
Another day
I guess I'll die another day
Sigmund Freud
Analyze this
Analyze this
Analyze this
I'm gonna break the cycle
I'm gonna shake up the system
I'm gonna destroy my ego
I'm gonna close my body now
Uh, uh
I think I'll find another way
There's so much more to know
I guess I'll die another day
It's not my time to go
For every sin, I'll have to pay
I've come to work, I've come to play
I think I'll find another way
It's not my time to go
I'm gonna avoid the clich?
I'm gonna suspend my senses
I'm gonna delay my pleasure
I'm gonna close my body now
I guess, die another day
I guess I'll die another day
I guess, die another day
I guess I'll die another day
I think I'll find another way
There's so much more to know
I guess I'll die another day
It's not my time to go
Uh, uh
I need to lay down
I guess, die another day
I guess I'll die another day
I guess, die another day
I guess I'll die another day
Another day
Another day
Another day
Another day
Another day
Another day
 
Heres A good one! Clap back - Ja Rule

Yeah, yeah.. haha yeah!
I gotta get my headphones
All my gangsta *****z is in the building on this one!
You know! Yeah yeah ya know
It's real!! Hussein what's happ'nin *****?
I see you, aight Shadow what's poppin BLAT!!
Haha haha, yeah my ***** O-1 in the mother****ing house
Jody in the house (Jody Mack!)
My ***** Cadillac, Gotti what up!?!
Blackchild what up!?!
I'd like to welcome all my *****z
To the world famous Murda Inc. Show
Big shout to all my Queens *****z in Staten Island
*****z in Uptown, *****z in Brooklyn *****z
All my Bronx *****z yeah, all my Jersey *****z! you know?
We doing it real big right here! all my money *****z
This **** commentated on the one's and two's!
They call me the Mighty Rule! how ya living?
This real **** we talking
I wanna ask all my gangsta *****z a real question (holla back)
What do you do - when *****z spit at you?!

[Chorus - Ja Rule]
Clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war *****z!)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war *****z)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war *****z!)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war *****z)
We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back

[Verse 1 - Ja Rule]
**** if they holl'in about Rule *****, here's the real
I'll pop ya top like Champagne bottles that chill
Wear nothing but ice, smiles tinted up to The Greatest
Tell em I'm nice too, plus push them nice grooves
The Inc roll like duece man, I'm ol' G Bobby J
And we sling at soccer fields the yay
They don't respect that, don't get your minds around
You'll get it pushed back, y'all don't want that
I send em to the morgue while keepin my *****es bouncin fa sho
"In Da Club" with no gun, got em taking it off
Can't help that, I'm the ***** that puts it down
Once I hit that, that's if I'm up in the May (bach)
Fasten them holding the throwback, West 44 Lakers
Let's make no mistakes, resents take place
We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's **** back ***** ample space!
(C'mon!) We gon'

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Ja Rule]
The Rule be "In Da Club" rude mother****er poppin the bubbly
When **** get ugly I hug the snub closely
But usually we still see your *****es
Thats is known for quick ****, trying to ride my ****
I can't handle it, lower their manners
To get they *** infront of my **** to dance, the ***** want more chance
Catching hate from a glance, but I'm a giant
These *****z is mere ants, I'll stomp 'em wit his thang
Give *****es the back hand, pimp ****, it's not realistic
The game is helpless, let's not get it twisted
I'm young, wrapped, and gifted, but still at the bottom
And stuck somewhere between Gomorrah and Saddam
I'm here to make this rap **** hotter than Harlem
**** the Dog beware of Rule, cause I'm the problem
We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's **** back ***** ample space!
(C'mon!) We gon'

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Ja Rule]
Like Bush and Saddam, I'm a find out
Where Em Laden's hiding and bomb him first
It could be much worse, I could be hotter than yo scrubs
Mask and glove, gun hot from burnin *** up
I'd rather be bossed up, wit a bunch of broads
The preachers daughter screaming out "**** the law!"
I play a struck chord, wit the Christians
But y'all got the freakiest *****es out of all the religions
And God gave me his blessings to handle my business
All these wanksta snitches, let the nina blow kisses
If she some how misses, he gon' meet the mistress
And "Clap that boy" like Birdman and Clipse
I got these *****z all over my ****, like hoes
I'm the star at these shows, I must be as hot as they come
We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's **** back ***** ample space!
(C'mon!) We gon'

[Chorus]

[Outro]
[Ja Rule] Yeah, my ***** 'Zino in this mother****er
[Benzino] That's how we do it, know what I mean
[Benzino] Buck '89 what's up baby, I see you
[Ja Rule] Break 'em down *****! break 'em down!
[Benzino] Bring them birds, in the mother****ing house
[Benzino] It's not a game no mo'
[Ja Rule] Queens in this mother****er
[Benzino] You know
[Ja Rule] All my Jersey *****z, all my Boston *****z
[Ja Rule] All my Brooklyn *****z, Brooklyn sir what up!
[Ja Rule] Haha, yeah, holla at me man
 
Oh I've got one! Ahem:
Funny, bunny, money,..er honey, sunny, runny, crummy, yummy, dummy!

Now the chorus!........
 
Artist: EVANESCENCE
Album: Fallen
Title: Going Under

Now I will tell you what I've done for you
50,000 tears I cry
Screaming,
Deceiving,
And bleeding for you
And you still won't hear me
....GO AWAY....
Don't want your hand this time
I'll save myself
Maybe I'll wake up for once (wake up for once)
Not tormented daily defeated by you
Just when I thought I'd reach the bottom

[Chorus]
I dive again
I'm going under (going under)
Drowning with you (drowning with you)
I'm falling forever (falling forever)
I've got to break through
I'm, going under

Blurring and stirring the truth that comes out
(I don't know what's real and what's not)
Always confusing the thoughts is my head
So I can't trust myself anymore

I dive again
I'm going under (going under)
Drowning with you (drowning with you)
I'm falling forever (falling forever)
I've got to break through,
I'm, so go on and scream
Scream at me, so far away
I won't be broken again
I've got to breathe
I can't keep going under

I dive again
I'm going under (going under)
Drowning with you (drowning with you)
I'm falling forever (falling forever)
I've got to break through,
I'm, going under (going under)
Going under (drowning with you)
I'm going under
 
100marios said:
Oh I've got one! Ahem:
Funny, bunny, money,..er honey, sunny, runny, crummy, yummy, dummy!

Now the chorus!........
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Ya, its gangsta! LOL! I like that song alot! It's one of my favorite rappers!
 
Um Punkie I think he made up his own song, he wasnt singing Ja Rule

Operator Operator,
Please Hook me up to my lover @ the end of the line
Operator Operator
Please Hook me up to my lover Gotta know that She's Mine

Operator Operator,
Please Hook me up to my lover @ the end of the line
Operator Operator
Please Hook me up to my lover Gotta know that She's Mine

When Darkness comes and Im all Alone
I need you to call me on the Telephone

When nightfall comes i have no choice
I need to hear your Sweet Little Voice

I heard a song on the Radio
I'd probably like to sing it for you

So if you turn on the Radio
I'd really like to sing to for you

Operator Operator,
Please Hook me up to my lover @ the end of the line
Operator Operator
Please Hook me up to my lover Gotta know that She's Mine

Operator Operator,
Please Hook me up to my lover @ the end of the line
Operator Operator
Please Hook me up to my lover Gotta know that She's Mine

Operator - Papaya
 
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