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Talks: Busy Signal] Trouble again I nuh know Who feels it knows it duh ya see some high grade some hennessy [Verse 1:] When the weeds smell suh stink and I tink what I tink when I use my instincts bad-mined people fe sink dem a try cutt we link push me over the bri
Pull up, pull up, Sound a bounce and the place a full up Sexy gal and mi can't get enough Gal a go dung pon head dat me love A murda when me step inna di club, Selector tun it up inna di sub Music a bounce and lyrics by the tons And mi high grade sent from above Me tell dem (M
Intro: Bounty Killer & Busy Signal] Chea! Nah No Mercy! I just gotta say! We run these blocks! With Maks and techs and glocks! Check yuh facts! Busy in da fast lane! Bullet! Bullet! It's Bounty Killa and Busy Signal in da fast game bullet bu
Basically I'm saying (weh yah seh) Your lyrically inclined to busy signal Hey (hey) hey (hey) Testing 1, 3, mi nah test 2 Wat about you Testing (testing) testing (testing) test.. It's going [Verse 1:] Afta mi step out, inna mi black Have glock,
Intro:] Dasaca, Movado, Busy Hell broke loose again Gun a go rise Anyway, anyway BUSY [Chorus:] Inna badman place, place Fools get kick ina face Bad man place, place Real badman place while chaslie it still a blaze Real badman place, place You no see
Intro:] [Mavado:] Anywayyy [Busy Signal:] BUSY casava piece pop arff a piece poppin everything lackeen dah sacka de boi dem diss ya na, boy inform war start any wayyyy [Chorus: Mavado] Full clip gun nah slip when me run out me three star me use an cut ya
come my way No matter weh time a day (ha) Babes... baby Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woooiii Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woooiii Babes... ahhh... mmm... hey Babes... you kno seh [Chorus:] I wanna give you some sweet love (sweet lo-o-ve) On
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likes the colour of my lips She says she really wanna kiss me She likes the colour of my lips She says she really wanna kiss me Say you couldn’t talk when you see me at the mall Gave you my number, wasn’t sure that you would call Posted my picture on your Facebook wall Tho
Anywayy Gangster for Life bwoy Anyway Anywayy Alliance any day Mavado anyway Tell Them! Their no Real Mckoy , their just some baby boy Them a talk me nah have time fi chat boy Gun inna mi hand, ya face mi shot boy yo! Their no Real Mckoy, thei
can work it… Give it to me straight When you smooth operate Can you come out and play? Make my tic talk Step up to the plate No underestimate No, never play it safe No relax Boy you’re charming me, not gonna fight I’m your moll indeed, not gonna hide
LYRICS "Busy Being Fabulous" I came home to an empty house And I found your little note "Don't wait up for me tonight" And that was all she wrote Do you think I don't know that you're out on the town With all of your
Lyrics: Hanneman, Araya; Music: Hanneman) Terrorize frozen eyes stare deep in me Paralyzed inside death breeds on your pain Pretty lace lie in hate you wear my scars Terrified you find that you push me too far Your repulsiveness reminds me of dead flesh Rotting corpse the
Foxx] ** best guess ** Follow me! Upon a Black Star Line Off for the rest and for Brand Nubian Now go to Africa again, watch dis! Chorus: repeat 4X [SX] Black Star Line [LJ] It's the Black Star Line [LJ] Everybody come aboard [SX] And free your mind [Sadat
one yah fi Jamaica {This is the land of my birth} Testing {This is the land of my birth} {This is the land of my Jamaica, the land of my birth} Busy [Verse 1:] Jamaica which part mi born & grow Tings a get tuff weh mi born & grow Ghetto yute dem a suffer
Intro:] Hey baby What's going on I'm here to keep you, Only when the weather is warm She loves me now This a nuh Beres Hammond And she seh she nah lef dis ya man Busy! And Alaine [Chorus:] I love you... everyday I love you in every way I l
I la-la like it when my music makes me busy When my music makes me busy And I need it ‘couse to do what you love is the main thing That is the main thing Poky: Man ah busy with mi lyrics Man ah busy with mi tunes Man ah busy with mi chalice Man ah got no time to loose
na guh pretty because the big guy na give a youth a helping under it na guh pretty.General. It na guh pretty. WELL Ok when man hungry ah di worst time can't find no food bust his ass to till the bwoy lend some and tommorow bwoy gone. Well if me wake up tommorow and can't
Intro:] Mayday Yep, Good to go again [Chorus:] Dancehall nice again (John, Bogle, Keeva, Stacy) People smilee again (Sadiki and the whole fraternity) Do what yuh feel like, nuh fight it Dancing nice-nice-nice [Verse 1:] Dancing a Jamaica middle name Visa fi go a Englan
de gyal dem a bawl fi it Yuh know wah (ah ah ah) Agony [x2] We we have it (ah ah ah) we have da agony We have the [x3] Busy [Verse 1:] Mi buy a pack a condom up a di pharmacy Den mi tek a stoosh gyal in a de bush n mek de farmer see Mi nuh lyk
wa Deh yah back an mi striking like lightening True mi release a nuff a dem hi left frightening Who God bless no bwoy cyan fight him Big up dutch from Gp to Iyara Go tell di media mi sicker than Ca medial The recent Cyclopedia yo better get familiar Blast through y
paradise, it nuh nice, watch'it (watch'it) [Verse 1:] This is gangstas paradise, yeah! life is Not a game of checkers or a dice Gangstas paradise, yeah(garrison and gun come) Welcome to my world, weed, guns and girls Grab a, couple babba, welcome to my world Weed, money and g
Intro:] Free up! (Busy) From captivity - Sound it All who cut off the f**king bracelet - watch it All who dead from the leash - refugee Busy! [Chorus:] Seh wi nah go a jail again - oh no! And wi never going fail again - oh no! Like a ship wi ago
Intro:] Mek dem know this, Jamaica! [Chorus] We not going down,and dem huff an dem a puff and dem a frown. Can't tek di getto youth dem fi clown; cause what goes around, comes all the way around. Too much man a get slue. you betta watch what u say
Its hot, its hot, iiiiits hott! Baby girl no, oh oh oh Babeeeeee, ahhhhhhhh Verse 1 Hey little girl each time you passed my way I'm tempted to touch, Hot head, Alright dem The dress you wear, and your perfume, keeps me wanting you so much Babe
s little soldier boy Mama's little pride and joy Both hands on her apron strings "Don't you touch that dirty thing" A warning signal from above Inspection with a clean white glove They say that opposites attract Like right and wrong, bla
now get down, right now people gettin' busy Right now get down, right now people gettin' busy Ah yeah... people gettin' so busy The man gave me a ticket when I tried to kick it Leanin' on a biscuit, kissin' the finger Car alarm is going, saxophone is blowing Money I've been th
mi ask Who's calling me from ah unknown number Wi nuh answer nuh unknown number Nah pick it up if it's a private call Gangster nuh answa nuh private call [Verse 1:] Soh who could it be Ah who dem ah pre Nuh call mi fone if you nuh wah mi fi see Infarma wor
babes You know, I gotta tell yuh sumthin Baby I gotta compliment ya Tell yuh how yuh lookin today How yuh doin today Girl Yuh nipple dem stiffer than ackee seed (yeaah) Gyal a scream out caan keep up to mi cocky speed (yeaah) She tek off like an
my baby Hope she ansa mi (busy) Hello(female voice) First Verse: Hello baby can you come ova? right now loneliness taking ova Me need you tonite ya me lovah come warm me up under the covah mek we rack till the lampshade turn ova rub me chest rest yhu h
Yea gotta stay conscious - huh - aaah Gotta get ma bread gotta keep ma head up These are the days When the gal dem in dem teens have the aids Nuff yute nuh have...
Intro:] SSMG Gyal B-B-B-Busy Shake it My girl (ladies) Weh mi waan you do [Chorus:] Tic Tic Tic Tic Toc Tic Tic Tic Tic Toc Tic Tic Tic Tic Toc Tic Tic Tic Tic Toc Tic Tic Toc (gyal, weh me seh fi do) Tic Toc Toc Toc Toc Toc Tic (ladies) Toc Toc Toc Toc T
you climb the ladder of success And the blessings They begin to pour in Make sure Your never too busy To praise him As he wakes you up everyday Don't forget before you make your coffee To lift your hands and give him the praise Make sure You never too bu
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believe in the good things comin', comin', comin' comin' I believe in the good things comin', comin', comin' comin' Out of darkness lion heart pumpin', pumpin', pumpin' pumpin' Into white light all things runnin', runnin', runnin' runnin' Who have I been, who am
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heart metal I heart wine More so when they're combined The wood that scares me Saved my life Lesson learned after twice The trees are blinking bright I shake in the rhythmic light I never felt anything like The cold of these empty spaces Fog from bottles End of l
the birdsongs turn silent And the veil of dusk covers this land Dim glare blends with the dropping tears Of the stars in the horizon We paddle through silent waters Besprent by silvered jewels Cradled by the swaying stream Knowing our course Siren's s
say anything Your eyes tell all that you won’t show You won’t show The record’s spinning while you dance with your temporary ghost Your temporary ghost Familiar words bid you farewell Your hands are empty and what you held Has left you here with Nothing but a name But a
know the way that things go when what you fight for starts to fall and in that fuzzy picture he writing stands out on the wall so clearly on the wall nusrat qwalli section send out the signals deep and loud and in this place, can you reassure
flight floating inside the cold air of a diseased metal womb Sent out seeking a stone that bears life to escape my dark tomb Terror it strikes without warning, I'm hearing voices in space They're showing me visions of dying, please help me before it's too late Tell them to
guess I didn't know. I guess I didn't know. Get Busy Child. Get Busy Child. Get Busy Child. Get Busy Child. Get Busy Child. Get Busy Child. Get Busy Child. Get Busy Child, get busy, get busy... (I guess I did-...), get busy, get busy, get busy, get busy... (I guess I
on my radio, stay tuned I’ve got a Signal eoje kkume nareul chajaon huimi hadeon jageun shinho eojjeomyeon meolli alji motaneun nugunga naege gujoreul yocheong Whoa jogeumeun uurhaetdeon yojeumui nae pyojeongeul neon gamanhi manjigon dashi jogeumsshi
am, not made for working overtime And you know Don't even like the nine to five I wish all those lazy days were everyday And you know Wouldn't want it any other way Although some might say I throw life away I just ain't got time to save I might be insane
you think that you have seen her When you're lying in between her And you tell me that you don't care Busy bodies getting nowhere Ev'rybody's getting meaner Busy bodies Caught in the concertina You check her outline Break her regulations You wat
of the north Fallen like the snow Pushing towards the line Maintain form Banners on the hills Signal the storm Battered with there blood They are gaining ground Speak to me with conviction The eagle departs from my vision Out of control
medicines for the people Black love for joy Have you seen it, have you taste it To the rhythm of hell you will make it Black medicines for humanity Black love for life You have seen it, will you taste it To the rhythm of Christ you will make it And you must know that I
people just watch and ignore Everybody closing the doors I don't know if you wanna help All I see is that you need to lend a hand After all this time I can't imagine Why you don't understand Black or white people (uh huh) Yellow red purple, who cares It doesn't matter w
Hey girl Oshiete donna yume mite Hitori bocchi yoake matta no? Hey boy Hitomi ni kakuretemo shouganai Arifureta joushiki kono machi ja hijoushiki Take it easy now What's going on? Kirikaete What's going on? Norikoete I'm moving on Itsumo sou
in bed, no scramble eggs, or bacon I just have time for you Backs on the grass, heads in the clouds, we closed our eyes, enjoy the view We don’t wanna hear The real world passing by Saying that we’re crazy We spend all our time lying side by side Going nowhere,
perfect words never crossed my mind, ´cause there was nothing in there but you, I felt every ounce of me screaming out, But the sound was trapped deep in me, All I wanted just sped right past me, While I was rooted fast to the earth, I could be stuck here for a thousand years, Wi
Boston Boston Remix!!!!! ayo Pittsburgh ain't the only city wit black and yellow... black and gold, whatever BRUINS!!!! (Hook) I walk in the B's game, all I see is black and yellow, black and yellow, black and yellow, black and yellow Yea my h
s blasting I hear they're broadcasting a signal we all should hear They're sending a message, it's fighting the static I'm listening, I'm quiet, I'm here Soon everything will be magic, my dear Soon everything will be magic, my dear The birds are directing, the traf
m forever struck by the people in this town and the way they go about their world have they given up all the fun they used to have in adolescent xanadu everything is too much time and trouble they must be seen as being respectable they're too busy with their social clim
can't work, there's to many wars over seas There's to much creative juice in me, to focus in our math, so i'll pace around, ill check with your ex-ray machine, as my thoughts dripped onto the unclean, i have to take them back, you know, i know, they dont know anything, about you and me
Intro - Mackned} Mackned (yuh) Lil Peep (yuh) Cold Hart Gothboiclique in the ripped black jeans [? whip the air 4 I don't whip the air 3] Gothboiclique got some hoes with me Gothboiclique got some hoes with me (yuh) Gotta bad white girl with me (yuh yuh) Gotta bad black girl wi
Q-Tip] Lyrics to go (lyrics to go) uhh Lyrics to go (lyrics to go) ahh yeah, c'mon Lyrics to go (lyrics to go) Lyrics to go (lyrics to go) yeah yeah Lyrics to go (lyrics to go) Goin on and on to the rhythmic variation Wakin in the morning I
s the one, she's the one, she's the one for me I bring her flowers when she starts to feel lonely Walk around with the new shoes on, oh, Sit down honey like you know you should Look at you now on your way out, busy body Look at you now on your way out, bus
more day down Everybody has those days Where one soft sweet song's Just enough to clear my head Fall on real life Is anybody left there sane? If we slide on over and accept fate Then it's bound to be a powerful thing If it's just that you're weak
more day down Everybody has those days Where one soft sweet song's Just enough to clear my head Fall on real life Is anybody left there sane? If we slide on over and accept fate Then it's bound to be a powerful thing If it's just that you're weak Can we talk about it It's
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