Lyrical Response

[PastaJoe]

You've been told
So maybe it's time that you learned
You've been sold
Maybe it's time that you earned

I can't stand it
You're fooling around, I can't stand it
You're running around, I won't stand it
You're fooling around with my heart

 

[muppy]

Feelin' better now that we're through
Feelin' better, 'cause I'm over you
I learned my lesson, it left a scar
Now I see how you really are

 

You're no good
You're no good
You're no good
Baby, you're no good
I'm gonna say it again
You're no good
You're no good
You're no good
Baby, you're no good

[WhoTom]

War, huh, yeah
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Say it again, y'all

[Bill from NYC]

When I settle down
I want one baby on my mind
Forgive and forget
And I'll make up for all lost time

 

If she's put together fine and she's readin' my mind (stop)
I can't stop (stop) I can't stop myself (stop, stop)
Lightning is striking again
Lightning is striking again and again and again and again

[DD4Bills]

Lightning crashes
An old mother dies

 

Her intentions fall to the floor

 

The angel closes her eyes
The confusion that was hers
Belongs now, to the baby down the hall

[muppy]

Make me an angel
That flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster
Of an old rodeo

Just give me one thing
That I can hold on to
To believe in this livin'
Is just a hard way to go

 

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[PastaJoe]

So you find me hard to handle
Well, I'm easier to hold
So you like my spurs that jingle
And I never leave you cold
So I might steal your diamonds
I'll bring you back some gold
I'm no angel

[Bill from NYC]

Baby, here I am, and I'm a man upon the scene
I can give you what you want, but you got to come home with me
I got a whole lot of good old loving and I got some in store
When I get through throwin' it on to you, got to come back for more

 

Boys and things will come by the dozen
Ain't nothin' but drug store love
Pretty little thing, let me light your candle
'Cause, mama, I'm sure hard to handle; now, yes, I am

[WhoTom]

Like a fool, I went and stayed too long
Now I'm wondering if your love's still strong
Ooh baby, here I am
Signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours!

[muppy]

I must've been through about a million girls
I'd love 'em, and I'd leave 'em alone
I didn't care how much they cried, no sir
Their tears left me cold as a stone

 

But then I fooled around and fell in love
I fooled around and fell in love
I fooled around and fell in love
Fooled around and fell in love

[PastaJoe]

You're as cold as ice
You're willing to sacrifice our love

You never take advice
Someday you'll pay the price, I know

I've seen it before, it happens all the time
You're closing the door, you leave the world behind
You're digging for gold, you're throwing away
A fortune in feelings, but someday you'll pay

[SinceThe70s]

Dead leaves always give up motion
I no longer feel the motion
Where prophecy fails, the fallin' motion
Don't report this, agents of fortune

[LeviF]

I'm two quarters and a heart down
And I don't wanna forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I'll write them
So you need them just to get by

Dance, dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, dance
And these are the lives you love to lead
Dance, this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me

[Bills4everNY]

After six hours of school I've had enough for the day

I hit the radio dial and turn it up all the way

I gotta dance dance dance dance 

Now the beat's really hot 

[WhoTom]

I've had enough of dance halls
I've had enough of pills
I've had enough of street fights
I've seen my share of kills

[DD4Bills]

All the shine of a thousand spotlights
All the stars we steal from the night sky
Will never be enough
Never be enough
Towers of gold are still too little
These hands could hold the world but it'll
Never be enough
Never be enough

[muppy]

Workin' on our night moves
Tryin' to make some front page drive-in news
Workin' on our night moves
In the summertime
Umm, in the sweet summertime

[WhoTom]

Trying to make a woman that you move

And I'm sharing in a Weekapaug Groove

 

[PastaJoe]

Woman, I can hardly express
My mixed emotions at my thoughtlessness
After all, I'm forever in your debt
And, woman, I will try express
My inner feeling and thankfulness
For showing me the meaning of success

[LeviF]

I'm expressin' with my full capabilities
And now I'm livin' in correctional facilities
'Cause some don't agree with how I do this
I get straight, meditate like a Buddhist
I'm droppin' flavor, my behavior is hereditary
But my technique is very necessary
Blame it on Ice Cube, because he says it gets funky
When you got a subject and a predicate
Add it on a dope beat, and that'll make you think
Some suckas just tickle me pink to my stomach
'Cause they don't flow like this one
You know what?
I won't hesitate to diss one or two before I'm through
So don't try to sing this
Some drop science, well, I'm droppin' English
Even if Yella makes it a cappella
I still express, yo, I don't smoke weed or sess
'Cause it's known to give a brother brain damage
And brain damage on the mic don't manage nothin'
But makin' a sucka and you equal, don't be another sequel