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Coolest Muzik, Vol:2, (comfortzones.eu)
Joe : Where You At - Joe, Papoose
Joe : Where You At - Joe, Papoose Lyrics
Where you at
Where you at
Where you at
Baby where you at
Baby where you at
Baby where you at
Baby where you at
[Joe]
Every word I cut you down is playing in my head
Like a scare face crime scene aint no bringing it back
Those tears didn’t mean much to bun now I know
That you said you didn’t feel it to the wind starts to get cold
[Chorus:]
Only she’s the woman the car I replaced it
No sleep I wonder if she saw the bullet coming like this
Only word’s I can hear in my ear is the gesture your gon’ the seeds
You planted in the fields
Baby where you at when you sitting on my pillow case no more
Baby where you at I just recognized I’m living life alone
Baby where you at I just wish just wish you’d call me
Damn this phone baby where you at
That’s it I only got four weeks my whole life just flashed before me
[Joe]
Oh, oh, ohhhaaa (how foolish could I be)
Wild as can be
Never (never) fear be humble (humble)
Got me out to face my fate
May never have a choice to be honest (honest) with the one that was loyal to me
God really has his ways of taken you off that stage
[Chorus:]
Only she’s the woman the car I replaced it
No sleep I wonder if she saw the bullet coming like this
Only word’s I can hear in my ear is the gesture your gon’ the seeds
You planted in the fields
Baby where you at when you sitting on my pillow case no more
Baby where you at I just recognized I’m living life alone
Baby where you at I just wish just wish you’d call me
Damn this phone baby where you at
That’s it I only got four weeks my whole life just flashed before me
[Papoose]
Yea Papoose, Pap, Papoose
They say you never know what you have till you lose it
You promise your girl something you better do it
You can’t tell a woman you love her are you stupid
Words don’t express you love you got to prove it
Back then our relationship wasn’t the truest
Grown man slow dance to Joe music
As the time went on I become foolish
Now your gone everything ruined
But girl this is Papoose I’m on your favorite track
I know your friends are in your ear
But baby come back and I never let you down so later for that
I told you I was gonna make it I was the savior of rap
And I work hard you don’t got to cater to Pap
I tie my own do-rag
Lay back and relax
You don’t even got to accept my apology
But I’m man enough to admit it acknowledge me
[Joe]
Awhooo babe
If anyone up in here wasn’t just like me
Awhooo babe
Treat her like this wasn’t last week
Wont you call babe (wont you call)
No this song babe
Girl you know this song is hearing me
Damn I regret when I almost pass me
[Chorus: (fade out)]
Baby where you at when you sitting on my pillow case no more
Baby where you at I just recognized I’m living life alone
Baby where you at I just wish just wish you’d call me
Damn this phone baby where you at
That’s it I only got four weeks my whole life just past before me
Joe : Where You At - Joe, Papoose Video
Remix
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aqT0R3rU8y8
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Coolest Muzik, Vol:1, (comfortzones.eu)
This is My Own Collection, Mix of Music That I Beleieve everyone Love
Plus New Music That You All Looking for, Check it Out
Each Song Comes with Lyrics & Video & Audio
1- Chess By Papoose
Lyrics to Chess
[Intro: Samuel L. Jackson in "Fresh"]
Now what kinda player am I? Am I an offensive man or a defensive man?
That's right, I'm neither. I play my opponent
If he likes to attack, I force him to defend himself
If he's a cautious man, I draw him into dangerous waters
See, you get so frustrated playing defensive positions
you make stupid moves you would never make if you were thinking
When you come here boy, check that shit at the door
[Bridge]
I'm at the top of my game, cut the check
Somebody better king me, I'm the best
Let's play a game of checkers, better yet
The game don't love nobody, let's play chess
[Chorus]
I keep forgettin' we're not in love anymore
I keep forgettin' things will never be the same again
I keep forgettin' how you made that so clear
I keep forgettin' things will never be the same again
[Verse 1]
I got street knowlege, that's why I outsmart em all
Gotta play chess in the streets, it's the art of war
Rapper get robbed, they took the jewels off your neck
You call the person who you payin' to protect
He got all your jewelery back, more or less
But now you owe him more, you in debt
Guess who got you robbed
Why don't you take a wild guess
The person you pay to protect you, he playin' chess
Oil price high, buildings fall, government stressed
They need somebody to blame for all this mess
capture Sadam but ain't captured Bin Laden yet
That's cause he doesn't exist, they playin' chess
A DJ, he helps artists progress
But as soon as they get in position, they forget
So now he got his own artists on the set
They risin' straight to the top, they playin' chess
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Life is like a game of chess, get it straight
You cheated on your wife, called it a mistake
I told her I hate to see a heart break
You feelin' bad, lemme take you on a date
I just took your queen right in front of your face
Now it's easy to get to the king, checkmate
One man's pain is another man's pleasure
He treat you like trash, I could treat you way better
'Cause one man's trash is another man's treasure
This is chess not checkers, chess not checkers
She don't love you no more, eat dinner out the fridge
+When a woman's fed up+, you see the difference kid
You try to deny it but you admit what you did
She know you better than yourself, there it is
Females are intelligent, that's the wisdom kid
They're built from the top down like a pyramid
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Life is like a game of chess, get it straight
I made my first hit record, checkmate
I'ma do numbers on my release date
Here's another hit record, checkmate
You sold millions of records, but what's next?
You need a couple of bombs from funk flex
A diss record'll make everybody upset
But that'll make you hot, you playin' chess
Used to be an artist, but now you an exec
You signed a buncha wack artists at your desk
You make sure they wack so you can sound fresh
I guess they just your pawns, you playin' chess
Record labels, y'all signing acts right and left
He pop bottles and celebrate his success
Y'all put him on the shelf but told him he was next
He just a tax write-off, yall playin' chess
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
[Papoose]
I got my rooks on the chessboard, uh
I got my knights on the chessboard, uh
I got my bishops on the chessboard
If you play your cards right you can get yours
Video
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Monday, May 11, 2009
Download Top 40 singles Uk 10 05 2009 - To UK Single
Top 40 singles Uk 10 05 2009 KompletlyWyred DHZ Inc Release
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1 1 3 Tinchy Stryder feat. N-Dubz Number 1
2 2 8 La Roux In For The Kill
3 3 2 Ironik Feat. Chipmunk & Elton John Tiny Dancer (Hold Me Closer)
4 4 5 Calvin Harris I'm Not Alone
5 5 17 Lady Gaga Poker Face
6 6 5 Ciara feat. Justin Timberlake Love Sex Magic
7 8 4 Eminem We Made You*
8 9 7 Lily Allen Not Fair*
9 7 8 A R Rahman & Pussycat Dolls feat. Nicole Scherzinger Jai Ho! (You Are My Destiny)*
10 10 10 Beyonce Halo
11 13 7 Miley Cyrus The Climb
12 12 7 Pink Please Don't Leave Me
13 16 4 The Prodigy Warrior's Dance*
14 15 10 Metro Station Shake It
15 18 10 Enrique Iglesias feat. Ciara Takin' Back My Love*
16 14 7 Noisettes Don't Upset The Rhythm
17 17 3 Marmaduke Duke Rubber Lover*
18 30 5 Miley Cyrus Hoedown Throwdown*
19 26 4 Deadmau5 & Kaskade I Remember*
20 23 6 Britney Spears If U Seek Amy
21 11 7 Girls Aloud Untouchable
22 N 1 Tommy Sparks She's Got Me Dancing
23 19 3 Keri Hilson feat. Timbaland Return The Favor
24 22 19 Lady Gaga Just Dance
25 37 3 Alesha Dixon Let's Get Excited*
26 25 12 Taylor Swift Love Story
27 20 10 Flo-rida Right Round
28 34 6 Flo-rida Suga*
29 24 10 Akon feat. Kardinal Offishall & Colby O'donis Beautiful
30 63 2 Soulja Boy Feat. Sammie Kiss Me Thru The Phone*
31 29 15 Lily Allen The Fear
32 21 4 Green Day Know Your Enemy
33 33 11 Kelly Clarkson My Life Would Suck Without You
34 27 8 Asher Roth I Love College*
35 32 22 Jason Mraz I'm Yours
36 31 33 Kings of Leon Use Somebody
37 28 13 T.I. feat Justin Timberlake Dead & Gone
38 39 24 James Morrison feat. Nelly Furtado Broken Strings
39 40 35 Kings of Leon Sex On Fire
40 41 13 The Prodigy Omen
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EMINEM - RELAPSE LYRICS
New Eminem, New Eminem Album, New Eminem Lyrics All In This Thread
( Lyrics )
How the hell did he manage to get more felony charges
He`s already got life in jail, man, what the hell is his problem
Well, to be honest the smell of these chronic leaves make me hella demonic
They`ve compelled me to kill this elderly man
And i get these panic attacks
Pop a xanax, relax
Tryna stick my ****in` dick inside a mannequin`s ass
Then i get manic depressed
See the orthodontist get gassed
Man, it`s kickass
The first thing i put on is the mask
Speaking of masks, man, it ain`t too late to have a change of face
And take it off and show my face so you can see the things you facin`
Slice you up and cook you after you`re murdered by strangulation
That`s bacon souffle you makin`, ain`t you? well, thank you jason
There goes one more coma
Due to blunt force trauma
Just give me one more soma
And i`ll be done for, mama
Go in the damn broom closet
Another valium, lost it
Shovin` the vacuum nozzle
Down the bathroom faucet
Seems like every day i get a little flakier
The medication is making my hands a little shakier
Hand me the 18 month old baby, come shake `em up
It`ll only take me a second to choke his trachea
Breakin` his neck in eightysome places
Baby, he`s shady comes lady
He`s got the razor-b-blades and the ch-ch-chain-ch-saw, baby
You b-b-blundering, bumbling m-m-mumbling dum-dum
Yeah, here i come-come, you hear the rumbling? vrum-vrum
There`s something inside of that blue tub and that drum-drum
My head and torso are some won` where they come from
Who`s it belong to, maybe the girl with the long blonde hair
Who disappeared and left her cheerleader pom-poms
Clearly there`s some` wrong
`cause she didn`t come home
She`s missing
Where is she
Something fishy is goin` on
I guess he stuck the xxxxx with the pitchfork with the long prongs
Now everybody get your dance on to my damn song
Come o
( Lyrics )
How the hell did he manage to get more felony charges
He`s already got life in jail, man, what the hell is his problem
Well, to be honest the smell of these chronic leaves make me hella demonic
They`ve compelled me to kill this elderly man
And i get these panic attacks
Pop a xanax, relax
Tryna stick my ****in` dick inside a mannequin`s ass
Then i get manic depressed
See the orthodontist get gassed
Man, it`s kickass
The first thing i put on is the mask
Speaking of masks, man, it ain`t too late to have a change of face
And take it off and show my face so you can see the things you facin`
Slice you up and cook you after you`re murdered by strangulation
That`s bacon souffle you makin`, ain`t you? well, thank you jason
There goes one more coma
Due to blunt force trauma
Just give me one more soma
And i`ll be done for, mama
Go in the damn broom closet
Another valium, lost it
Shovin` the vacuum nozzle
Down the bathroom faucet
Seems like every day i get a little flakier
The medication is making my hands a little shakier
Hand me the 18 month old baby, come shake `em up
It`ll only take me a second to choke his trachea
Breakin` his neck in eightysome places
Baby, he`s shady comes lady
He`s got the razor-b-blades and the ch-ch-chain-ch-saw, baby
You b-b-blundering, bumbling m-m-mumbling dum-dum
Yeah, here i come-come, you hear the rumbling? vrum-vrum
There`s something inside of that blue tub and that drum-drum
My head and torso are some won` where they come from
Who`s it belong to, maybe the girl with the long blonde hair
Who disappeared and left her cheerleader pom-poms
Clearly there`s some` wrong
`cause she didn`t come home
She`s missing
Where is she
Something fishy is goin` on
I guess he stuck the xxxxx with the pitchfork with the long prongs
Now everybody get your dance on to my damn song
Come o
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Sunday, May 3, 2009
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Jadakiss - Letter To B.I.G. Ft. Faith Evans Lyrics
Dear Christopher Frank White Wallace
Its ya boy Kiss i just want to holla
In your memory i keep the Coogi in my closet
Kango on the rak with a fresh pair of wallies
U know im still a liquor and the weed child
still got branson on speed dial
And everybodys the king now
You aint gotta be nice, getting shot is the thing now
Mafia was doing they best, seperated, now Roc and gutta doing the stretch
Kim is still in it to win it
Seen money yellow while ago
I aint heard from C's in a minute
people in power is queer
i can go on for a year bout how it would be if you were still here
Games got cheap, rappers is more commercially successful now but the hearts a lot weaker
You know me still got the flow thatll pop speakers
First option or offense, top feature
It easy b.i.g all you need is a protool set
And i aint touch the paper i was supposed to yet
Everbody thats somebody show respect
Only a matter of time before they know the step
Im and impecable lyricist
With the right vocanics i can take over be clear of this
they well aware of kiss
the light of the city
and i aint on the label no more but im tighter with diddy
i got my own plan
handle mine like a grown man
as long as i know im nice, Fuck it im my own fan
Remixd he joints you had
but they can neva eva duplicate your swag (never)
meanwhile ima keep pursuin my plans
and you might bump into a few of my lil mans
up there stepping with god
down here with mister c and Bk still reppin it hard
T'yanna so pretty
and Cj turnd into lil biggie just a lil lighter but so whitty
On your born day we get the highest
Rudy still the best with the garments, he keep me the flyest
Tonight the patron is dead
Only right that i take a bottle bacardi lemon to the head
now before i end it i gotta say thanks
not only was the time spent, it was splent
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Eminem : 313 Lyrics
Eye Kyu: Now what you know about a sweet MC from the 313
None of these skills you bout to see come free
So you wanna be a sweet MC you gotta become me
If you ever wanna be one see
Eminem: Man what you know about a sweet MC in the 313
None of these skills you bout to see come free
So you wanna be a sweet MC you better become me
If you ever wanna be one see
Verse 1: Eye Kyu
Yo some people say I'm whack, now if that's right
I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime
My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats
Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets
Forgot a gold digger's succubus , my souls thick with ruggedness
With the mic I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck with this
I got more Different Strokes than Philip Drummound
On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch)
We elevated to new heights premeditated
Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made it
The escalated can be put to the test of greatness
Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it
So I take it that's the reason I'm hated
To represent my temperment
If rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's would not be impitant
But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so)
Harder than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now)
Everything that you collaborate I lacerate
My rhymes they keep coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate
At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate
I blasterate, and have you all running master gates
And as for face clutching and touching the flows
I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose
Bucking these hoes, I got that shit down to a science
Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance
Defiance, no we won't have that
You want your shit to blow up?
Well I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack
And blast that shit to kingdom come
Then bring them some of this real hip-hop
I drop beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a thing about
And you all knew from Meeko
That you couldn't hold your own with the strength of Lou Forigno
So stop that bullshit and flow
Yo, you need to come with the real skills, and act like you know
Chorus: Eminem
So what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
None of these skills you bout to see come free
So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better become me
If you ever wanna be one see
Eye-Kyu: Now what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313
None of these skills you bout to see come free
So you wanna be the sweet MC, you gotta become me
If you ever wanna be one see
Verse 2: Eminem
So what, you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
You don't know shit so when you see one flee
You can be Run-D, you'll never beat the MC
I'll stop the alphabet at S and got it down to a T
I'm sure your bound to agree, a sweet MC crashes the spot
I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott
Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me
I'll run your brain around the block to jog your fucking memory
It's either them or me man, kill or be killed
You will and be sealed your casket closed you still gonna be billed
My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity
I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty
If he's acting soft and he cowers
He better come cleaner then Jay Rue jacking off when he showers
You flowers got no clout with a thing
You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang
I showered the slang, simple as A,B,C's
Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with E's
Dethrone MC's and I'ma max alone
Relax your dome like a solo from a saxophone
So facts are known, writers get treated with shocks
I rock a beat harder then you could beat it with rocks
I'm greeted with flocks, of fellow follower's singers
You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands if they swallowed their
fingers
But you can bring yours let's see what you got
But don't front and never try to be what you're not
Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back
And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't Jack
Chorus: Eye-Kyu
So what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313
None of these skills you just seen come free
So you wanna be a sweet MC, you'll never become me
So you ain't ever gonna be one see
Eminem: So what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
None of these skills that you just seen come free
So you wanna be a sweet MC, you'll never become me
So you ain't ever gonna be one see
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