Run-D.M.C. Lyrics
Run-D.M.C. Lyrics
"5 Boroughs Lyrics"
Strange meeting II Lyrics
Deep down in the depths of forgotten dreams So far away so long ago it seems The memory comes of a distant beach Pale sand stretching far from reach It was then I found my princess of the sand. As I traced the foam, peebles beneath my feet I looked behind, I saw this one so sweet She came to me and I saw in her eyes The heavy toll of a thousand sighs I called her my princess of the sand. She stared at me and my mind was in a maze As we moved along in a summer sea-dream haze She moved her mouth but there came no sound The message she brought can never be found But I called her my princess of the sand. One moment we walked with the night breeze in our face Then I looked, she'd gone. of her presence there was no trace Where she went o
Deep down in the depths of forgotten dreams So far away so long ago it seems The memory comes of a distant beach Pale sand stretching far from reach It was then I found my princess of the sand. As I traced the foam, peebles beneath my feet I looked behind, I saw this one so sweet She came to me and I saw in her eyes The heavy toll of a thousand sighs I called her my princess of the sand. She stared at me and my mind was in a maze As we moved along in a summer sea-dream haze She moved her mouth but there came no sound The message she brought can never be found But I called her my princess of the sand. One moment we walked with the night breeze in our face Then I looked, she'd gone. of her presence there was no trace Where she went o
Yo yo brand new KRS y'all, Maximum Strength
5 Boroughs of death we rep to death
Yo Kris, set it for The Bronx..
[KRS-One]
We hit em and get em, we stick em and jig em
we pick em and kick em
Flippin them whip and I'm wing-clippin them lip
cause I'm cold sick of them
Much quicker than them lyrically trickin and my Tribe
be on a Quest like Tip and them
On every avenue puttin the full clip in em
Splittin and strippin em down while spittin a round
into them soundclash see winnin them, just begginin them
Get rid of ev-ery bit of them with them negative idioms
I don't even consider them
In the new millenium we killin them
Breeze Deep, Kenny and Will and them, KRS-One we thrillin em
Many battles we been in them now we rebuildin them
We blaze, fulfillin them, Keith ?, Jesse, Jamil and them
We originate styles, other be stealin them
[Vigilante]
You got a good rise in your rolodex, who flow is next?
Comin out to {fuck} with the best, put it in your chest
Inhale it and hold that, blow it out when I say let go; let's see
if you can hold your breath, by the time I flip to the next flow
This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it comin
Then bring it back, with another stack, of raps to blow your back out
How many of y'all wanna go for yours I keep my dogs in the crackhouse
[Buckshot]
Let's take a walk through Crown Heights
Steppin through the city at night, with the ? and two mic
Form a little lynch mob, and stomp through the five bo
Raise The Roof Lyrics
Carbon Leaf Raise the roof, that I might see the stars To gain wisdom, to see things for what they are Please, I need proof Dance till you fall Love till you die Shut your mouth Raise the roof Trapped in the snare with too much dreaming to bear Fearful and frantic, hopeless and a romantic Inspired but tired, I run this wide-open course Like the sagging spirit of an older horse Dance till you fall Love till you die Shut your mouth Raise the roof Peel back this backdrop, like the lids from my eyes Put you in plain view, let me visualize Touch me again in my dreams till I feel Touch me again till I wake and it's real Dance till you fall Love till you die Shut your mouth Raise the roof
roughsCarbon Leaf Raise the roof, that I might see the stars To gain wisdom, to see things for what they are Please, I need proof Dance till you fall Love till you die Shut your mouth Raise the roof Trapped in the snare with too much dreaming to bear Fearful and frantic, hopeless and a romantic Inspired but tired, I run this wide-open course Like the sagging spirit of an older horse Dance till you fall Love till you die Shut your mouth Raise the roof Peel back this backdrop, like the lids from my eyes Put you in plain view, let me visualize Touch me again in my dreams till I feel Touch me again till I wake and it's real Dance till you fall Love till you die Shut your mouth Raise the roof
Head back to Brooklyn in the Expo
Back on the block, I see the cops everybody clockin
Buckshot, when you see the rocks, me I got you shocked
Why not? You see the recipe
Buckshot, I represent Brooklyn and my {nigga} Biggie
[Keith Murray]
I'm from C-I, L-I, F-L-Y
Where the {niggaz} and the {bitches} stay paid fly and high
Where a slut'll get mad if you call her a {bitch}
And a rat'll get mad if you call her a snitch
Where the rich emerge, with the {niggaz} from the ditch
And it's a myth, they get {niggaz} from the suburbs, that's herbs
Yo this is for my {niggaz} on the block all day
Who don't give a {fuck} waitin for crime to pay
Put your money on it, yo we never fronted
Long Island got some of the best {niggaz} that ever done it
From Riverhead to C.I. to Brentwood to Wyndanch
{Niggaz} comin through will not stand a chance
From Roosevelt to Freeport to Hempstead to Uniondale
Comin deep from the depths of hell
I'm dead serious, even though you see me smilin
Rough enough to break New York from Long Island
[Cam'Ron]
We destroy {niggaz}, need advice, cause I heard em sayin Jesus Christ
You should see the sight, cookin ox-tail, peas and rice
Makin about a G a night, they can't read or write
But I got every creed and type, you need a dyke, babygirl I see the light
But sometime y'all get crimey crimey, grimy grimy
But those with a tiny hiney they get whiny whiny
So guard your girl, Harlem World, cock the gun, pop it son
Fila fam, illa players, Killa Cam is still the man
[?]
Uptown mass
The Master Lyrics
Tom Johnston Just don't know why I keep on tryin' Must be a better way out I hope I find it soon Every night, I just can't keep from cryin' Even my old dog Keeps howlin' at the moon Even my old dog Keeps howlin' at the moon Even the sun, it just a keep on shinin' Pollyanna days when I was a child and on my own Even the tracks, they just a keep on linin' I believe my master is just about to bring me home I believe my master is just about to bring me home Oh, but bless the days and the many different ways People try to love one another And won't you bless the times and the holy light that shine Our cross has been brought asunder Even the sun, it just a keep on shinin' Pollyanna days when I was a child and on my ownve, Uptown the borough
Uptown let the ? kali, no sorrow
Uptown trestle, Uptown of course
I grab you ? they got me turn up to North
And if dem turn up North ? hurt no tell de boss
And if dem tell me off dey are a bunch of ghosts
And if dem gal are up, well den dem know da gal are boss
De rap dancehall try on de Mossinos
And if dem tie me off, dem can call me Cedro
I put a rap to singalong in all de ? crew
And if da gal a bitch ? ? the rainbow
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
[Killah Priest]
Yo, hit you with the force of an iron horse
Tear your face off the planet, leavin one-third damaged
Witcha back cracked the earth canvas, leavin mountains slanted
Rock the earth of the axle, crabs who
Polar bears beneath the sea gravel
Thoughts be runnin wild like the Lil' Rascals
Puttin dinosaurs inside of figure fours, rip you with nine inch claws
Chasin {motherfuckers} through malls, and clash in halls
Beatin {motherfuckers} through walls, stompin through floors
and jumpin down elevator shafts
Searchin for they {ass}, stayin low in the grass
Wearin a gas mask, wrappin their hands up in plastic bags
On stage like a savage goin mad
WHAT? Yeah yeah, sooooooooooooo!
[Prodigy]
Yeah, by all means you know you gotta put Queens on it
Put cream on it, Q.B. we rep often
Take over your party, slamdance witcha hood
Took your ladies back to the projects with us
Then sent her {ass} back on the Q-train home
Satisfied, she learned the words to my thug song
See we one big borough of Dons with firearms
And we never
other than he's 'sposed to, {nigga} what I'm 'sposed to do?
Shots whistle, damn near missed dat
Shoes get pissed at
[Redman]
From the, tip of my Timbs, to my eyebrows
The hostile, english, Olde E widemouth
Get PCP fiends, jumpin off cliffs
And if you had the balls, you'd be walkin off stiff
My paragraph alone is worth five mics (uh-huh)
A twelve song LP, that's thirty-six mics (uh-huh)
And while you win Un Hype (uh-huh) I spit on your snipe
and tell you {fuck you} and that {bitch} on your bike
Brick City!!
[Reverand Run]
Aiyyo.. now bust it
Never try me crimey I'm grimy so don't deny me
I be Little like your Rascals and stymie to fly that hiney
Buy me keys, to my Benz and my Coupe
Like Jay and Run and D.M.C.'s, that's the name of my group
(now speed it up)
Beat to the rhythm of the rhyme
I'm givin up a dime, there go another line you figured
Never drivin by nine, never givin up a dime if you was
Never been that {nigga}
If you really wanna test me, brother don't stress me
Or you just be bowlin
It's Reverand like a Jesse, brother that's just me
and that's just my colon
The five boroughs of death, we rep to death
Step aside little {niggaz}, show time yep
It's goin down the moment we inside the spot
Let's rock'n'roll, you know the M.O., it gets real
when the five boroughs of death, we rep to death
Step aside little {niggaz}, show time yep
It's goin down the moment we inside the spot
Let's rock'n'roll, you know the M.O., it gets hot
Tom Johnston Just don't know why I keep on tryin' Must be a better way out I hope I find it soon Every night, I just can't keep from cryin' Even my old dog Keeps howlin' at the moon Even my old dog Keeps howlin' at the moon Even the sun, it just a keep on shinin' Pollyanna days when I was a child and on my own Even the tracks, they just a keep on linin' I believe my master is just about to bring me home I believe my master is just about to bring me home Oh, but bless the days and the many different ways People try to love one another And won't you bless the times and the holy light that shine Our cross has been brought asunder Even the sun, it just a keep on shinin' Pollyanna days when I was a child and on my own
Uptown let the ? kali, no sorrow
Uptown trestle, Uptown of course
I grab you ? they got me turn up to North
And if dem turn up North ? hurt no tell de boss
And if dem tell me off dey are a bunch of ghosts
And if dem gal are up, well den dem know da gal are boss
De rap dancehall try on de Mossinos
And if dem tie me off, dem can call me Cedro
I put a rap to singalong in all de ? crew
And if da gal a bitch ? ? the rainbow
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
[Killah Priest]
Yo, hit you with the force of an iron horse
Tear your face off the planet, leavin one-third damaged
Witcha back cracked the earth canvas, leavin mountains slanted
Rock the earth of the axle, crabs who
Polar bears beneath the sea gravel
Thoughts be runnin wild like the Lil' Rascals
Puttin dinosaurs inside of figure fours, rip you with nine inch claws
Chasin {motherfuckers} through malls, and clash in halls
Beatin {motherfuckers} through walls, stompin through floors
and jumpin down elevator shafts
Searchin for they {ass}, stayin low in the grass
Wearin a gas mask, wrappin their hands up in plastic bags
On stage like a savage goin mad
WHAT? Yeah yeah, sooooooooooooo!
[Prodigy]
Yeah, by all means you know you gotta put Queens on it
Put cream on it, Q.B. we rep often
Take over your party, slamdance witcha hood
Took your ladies back to the projects with us
Then sent her {ass} back on the Q-train home
Satisfied, she learned the words to my thug song
See we one big borough of Dons with firearms
And we never
Land of the Living Lyrics
One thing I ask of you This is what I seek That I may dwell in your house Feel your pleasure wash over me One thing I ask of you This is what I need That I may hide in your hands Feel your presence fall over me Chorus: And I am confident of this one thing That my eyes will be blessed When they gaze upon your beauty And my lips will be sweet When they whisper words of Praise And my heart will be dancing When it knows that you are with me And I will see your goodness In the land of the living
se those, til the man actOne thing I ask of you This is what I seek That I may dwell in your house Feel your pleasure wash over me One thing I ask of you This is what I need That I may hide in your hands Feel your presence fall over me Chorus: And I am confident of this one thing That my eyes will be blessed When they gaze upon your beauty And my lips will be sweet When they whisper words of Praise And my heart will be dancing When it knows that you are with me And I will see your goodness In the land of the living
other than he's 'sposed to, {nigga} what I'm 'sposed to do?
Shots whistle, damn near missed dat
Shoes get pissed at
[Redman]
From the, tip of my Timbs, to my eyebrows
The hostile, english, Olde E widemouth
Get PCP fiends, jumpin off cliffs
And if you had the balls, you'd be walkin off stiff
My paragraph alone is worth five mics (uh-huh)
A twelve song LP, that's thirty-six mics (uh-huh)
And while you win Un Hype (uh-huh) I spit on your snipe
and tell you {fuck you} and that {bitch} on your bike
Brick City!!
[Reverand Run]
Aiyyo.. now bust it
Never try me crimey I'm grimy so don't deny me
I be Little like your Rascals and stymie to fly that hiney
Buy me keys, to my Benz and my Coupe
Like Jay and Run and D.M.C.'s, that's the name of my group
(now speed it up)
Beat to the rhythm of the rhyme
I'm givin up a dime, there go another line you figured
Never drivin by nine, never givin up a dime if you was
Never been that {nigga}
If you really wanna test me, brother don't stress me
Or you just be bowlin
It's Reverand like a Jesse, brother that's just me
and that's just my colon
The five boroughs of death, we rep to death
Step aside little {niggaz}, show time yep
It's goin down the moment we inside the spot
Let's rock'n'roll, you know the M.O., it gets real
when the five boroughs of death, we rep to death
Step aside little {niggaz}, show time yep
It's goin down the moment we inside the spot
Let's rock'n'roll, you know the M.O., it gets hot