Iron Maiden - Prowler (Live) lyric

Walking through the city, looking oh so pretty,
I've just got to find my way.
See the ladies flashing. All there legs and lashes.
I've just got to find my way.

Well you see me crawling through the bushes
With it open wide.
What you seeing girl?
Can't you believe that feeling, can't you believe it,
Can't you believe your eyes?
It's the real thing girl.

Got me feeling myself and reeling around,
Got me talking but feel like walking around.
Got me feeling myself and reeling a...
Got me talking but nothing's with me...
Got me feeling myself and reeling around.

Aerosmith - One Way Street lyric

Yeah... (soft)
Hey look out yonder what's that I see
Well that old bogus honey coming after me
I thought you told her I was out of town
I wonder how she knowed I was hangin' around
Say listen baby don't go wastin' yo time
You keep a comin' round you'll hear the same old line
You got a thousand boys you say you need'em
You take what's good for you and i'll take my freedom

'Cause lately it's been so hard now to make ends meet
Ooooooh....yes it has
And honey your head's a one way street
And I gotta go the other way
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ...

I thought I knew her my cagey lady
How could my sunshine be so damn shady
She'll say she'll love to talk a conversation
But i'm the one that makes my situation
This one way city that I thought I knew
It's such a pity honey that's it for you

Because lately it's been so hard now to make ends meet
And honey your head's a one way street
I just gotta go the other way

Ha ha ha ha ha
You know what i'm talkin' about baby
? (I've seen how those butterfly tie good on those pants) ?
I'm gonna get me some a that
Ha ha ha

Uuhh.... there's nothin' over here I never showed ya
I made it pretty clear I'm glad to know ya
You know your brother spike he's on the level
But you always lookin' like your mad at the devil
Don't say I cop a 'tude it's all forgotten
It's just you're much too rude your fruits are rotten
You know I work so hard to keep it alive
Now all I hear from you is nothin' but jive

Because lately it's been so hard now to make ends meet...hey
And honey your head's a one way street
And I gotta go the other way ay ay... yes I do... yeah

Yeah... oh lately it's been so hard now to make ends meet
And honey your head's a one way street
And I really do feel that I got to be movin' on

Hey hey hey umhey......
Hey baby... hey baby... hey baby... hey oh baby
And your head's like a one way street
Yeah you're foolin' everybody you meet
I said your head's like a one way street
And you're foolin' everybody you meet
I said your head's like a one way street
Well you're foolin' everybody but me
I said your head's like a one way street
And you're foolin' everybody you meet
I said you're head's like a one way street
When you're foolin' everybody you meet
I said you're head's like a one way street
When you're foolin' everybody you meet
I said you're head's like a one way street
You got to get yourself back on your feet
Well... no baby fooling everybody you meet
Oh oh oh... oh oh oh... oh... oh... oh...
Oh baby humming everybody
Chewing everybody
Booting everybody
Loving everybody
Licking everybody you meet

2 Pac - High Speed lyric

[E.D.I Amin]
I speak
For all my niggaz livin' in the rush
Slow it down just a notch baby
It's goin' be alright, it's goin' be alright

[2Pac + E.D.I Amin]
Life in High Speed
Fuck the punishment, tie weed
I gonna buy me a gun
Fuck doin' time

[2Pac]
I live life High Speed
Slightly disillusioned by weed
I breed thug muthafuckas even worse than me
When I bleed, my enemies best to flee quickly, on me
My army, niggaz decieve swiftly
Look at you now, why you wanna hang out?
I pull the hammer back
Strike wit' a cannon and blow your muthafuckin' back out
They blast but I'm still standin'
Slightly scarred deep
Questions for the lord, why he don't like me, guard my soul
Though my life was hard with no remorse
I absorb bomb less it's without protection for the boss
Rollin' in my double, raw, rugged, and ruthless
Keep a vest through these hard times, knowin' it's useless
And my crew, who could should be mistaken for Jews
We all about our past, blast if he break the rules
Fools done snitched for the D.A., be heavensent
Switched like a stone-bitch, turned straight severed then, why?
Then they wonder why niggaz die
Put your family in danger just to get high
Now, what the hell can we get from jail?
More tricks for the crime rate, this is hell
Bail out, a thug nigga fresh out the jailhouse
Open your safe count and take all your mail out
Whatever happens happens
Whoever falls dies
We fresh out of time, livin blind, so we all ride
In times like these, chronic and tie weed
Puffin' through these High Speedz
And people say

Chorus (2Pac):

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun
Then what's next?
Food and Sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun
Then what's next?
Food and Sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

[Yaki Kadafi]
Verbal assassin, I hit the corner fast, blastin'
I plan to stretch your chest plate back like elastic
No need to push me to slippin'
I love beef, like pussy and pistols
For all you pussies that's soft as tissue
I ride plottin' like the fall guy out the roof
Bustin' at you wise guy, gettin' high, sippin' hundred proof
Gettin' your neck joints low to verdict wit' mine
Get that ass attacked, murdered, and robbed, blind from behind
Grab your shots', callin'
Catchin niggaz while they stormin'
Kickin' his door in
And get your whole fuckin' family a' mournin'
Plus all you itchy-bitchy types can't touch me
Frontin' like your hard
I'll play your fuckin' yard like a trussel

Chorus (2Pac):

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun
Then what's next?
Food and Sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun
Then what's next?
Food and Sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

[E.D.I Amin]
At times, I look through times wit' so much anger
Wonderin' why it keeps on passin' bringin' me the danger
No singal hard time is a good one
At times I'm amazed
Now what the mutha fuck a hood done
What we do to get paid
All day, for the almighty, dollar
Don't even bother to holla
We all destined to be swallowed
By the same thing we lust for
Threw away our morals in bags of dust, more
Niggaz is dying tommorrow
We, bet on all time
Nigga the clocks tickin'
Approachin' is the day you only know your glocks spittin
Cops sittin', politicians passin' laws you ain't knowin'
Soon that money goin' be illegal when you got it
Keep your dough up
But I ain't goin' tell you, what?, to stop chasin' paper
Man, I'm just like ya'll, I worry 'bout that shit later
Put the metal to the pedal, slash up nigga, blaze
Lets get blowed out High Speed til the end of my dayz
Now my people say

Chorus (2Pac): repeat 5X

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun
Then what's next?
Food and Sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

[2Pac]
High Speedz (we goin' all night)
Life of an Outlaw, ghetto starz (we goin' all night)
(Yes) I'm gonna buy me a gun
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
For my niggaz on the WestSide and the EastSide
And the NorthSide and the SouthSide
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
From Compton to Jersey
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
Gettin' it real hard
Niggaz in Michigan, (M.O.B nigga, M.O.B)
From Atlanta, Georgia to Utah
(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
From St. Louis to Alabama
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
From Mississippi to Oakland, from San Francisco to San Diego
Seattle to Florida
(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
Maine to Mass, haha
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
Food and Sex
(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
And it don't stop, and it won't quit
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
And it don't stop, and it won't quit
And it don't stop, and it won't quit
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
Then what's next?
Food and Sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night
High Speedz
And it don't stop, and it won't quit
(We goin' all night)
And it don't stop, and it won't quit
(We goin' all night)
And it don't stop, and it won't quit
(We goin' all night)
And it don't stop, and it won't quit
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
And it don't stop, and it won't quit
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
And it don't stop, and it won't quit
And it don't stop, and it won't quit
Outlawz with that rough shit, baby!

[E.D.I Amin]
Learn about it
Pac you goin' rap?

Eminem - Intro (Curtain Call) lyric

[crowd]
*whoaaah!*

[Shady]
Woo! Hey, how you guys doing,
you want more?

[crowd]
*whoaaah!*

[Shady]
All right! Then SHUT UP!

Girl,
you're my world,
youre my girl,
you're my world,

Hey yo, here's a song for the ladies.

Weezer - Mrs. Robinson lyric

And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey
Hey hey hey

We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home

And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes

Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair
Most of all you've got to hide it from the kids
Coo coo ca-choo, Mrs. Robinson

Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey
Hey hey hey

Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidate's debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Every way you look at it you lose

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio
Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you, woo woo woo
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away, hey hey hey
Hey hey hey