1.I Need That
＊This is a special song just for
Our fans on the internet
Sometimes you need that
Ha, TLC's back boy
Again and again
You and me (you and me)
Trading fantasies (uh huh)
Lying on the beach (yea)
Oooh baby (ooh, ooh baby)
I need you next to me (next to me)
Cuz I'm steadily (uh)
Craving all the things
That you gave to me (that you gave to me)
Ohhhh
Bridge：
Don't you wanna know the dreams that I go through
Picturing the things I want to show you
Tellin' me sweet things I want to hold you close to me
(close to me)
I really don't care who knows I wanna break you
Off give it to you like I'm supposed to
Baby I, I can't take this no more
I want you
Chorus：
Take me
Cuz I want and I need that
Squeeze me
Then we'll know I like that
Tease me
I got to have you on me
I need that
Take me
Cuz I want and I need that
Squeeze me
Then we'll know I like that
Tease me
I got to have you on me
I need that
Constantly (huh)
I fantasize on how to be (how)
Your favorite lady (uh huh)
Ooooh ooh baby (ooh)
I wanna feel your energy (yea energy)
Just flowin' through me (flow through me)
Creatin' memories of how I know it could be (oh)
Bridge
Chorus
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Yo I keep it blazin' it's so amazin'
The occasion that I am raisin'
Mind body invasion
So who you savin' all that love for
Open up your mind explore
We'll make it hard-core
You can be the candy man
I'll be your candy store
Give you just a little more
Than what you bargained for
And if you ask me for some guidance
It's not a minus
I'll break it down to a science
Kitchen appliance
To what extent can you measure the true
Value of my 100 percent
When I'm unpassionate to you
Who thinks dollars and cents
I must confess I need that
Don't wake me up if I'm dreamin'
Because I'll be in that
Chorus
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2.Touch Myself(From The Fled Soundtrack)
Lyrics：Dallas Austin
Music：Dallas Austin
Oh, oh I, oh I, ah ah ow
Oh, oh I, oh I, ah ah ow
When you're alone what you do is what you do
I'm not scared to say
When you're alone don't you ever get confused
Ain't nothing wrong with making it feel good baby
I won't be afraid to touch myself
It's all right
I said it's all right (hey eh)
I don't think it's wrong to touch yourself
Ain't nothin' wrong with making it feel good
Every night I get away
And I think about it baby
You are on my mind
I ain't afraid to touch myself
I don't need nobody else
It's you baby, it's you baby
When you're alone what you need is what you need
One time ecstasy
People say it's not the thing to do
But that's the safest way to making it feel good
Hey I
I won't be afraid to touch myself
It's all right
I said it's all right (hey eh)
I don't think it's wrong to touch yourself
Ain't nothin' wrong with making it feel good
Every night I get away
And I think about it baby
You are on my mind
I ain't afraid to touch myself
I don't need nobody else
It's you baby, it's you baby
Every night I get away
And I think about it baby
You are on my mind
I ain't afraid to touch myself
I don't need nobody else
It's you baby, it's you baby
Baby, hey oh
Oh, oh I, oh I, ah ah ow
I don't need nobody baby
I don't need nobody baby
Don't need nobody baby
No no no no no
Nobody baby
I don't need nobody baby
Yeah
3.No Tighter Wish(From The Kazaam Soundtrack)
Written：L.Lopes／G.Hall／T.Foreman／Andre P.Rison
Vocal：Tangi／L.Lopes
Left Eye：
It was November
On that cloudy day as I remember
Ten months into his life
For a clock began at night, a strike
She's on the panicin' tip
Get to the hospital quick
Jumped out the car fo' it hit
She grabbed the baby and slipped
To the ground
Saved the day
Thought everything was okay
To find him covered in blood
This is a story of love
Tangi：
Let me tell you what I know
Thought I love you, miss you so
Ain't no tighter wish in this world
Than to have you again
Dreaming you are hear with me
Will be safe from seeing you pass....
Ain't no tighter wish in this world
Than to have you again
There's an empty space in my heart
When things boiled down
Is all because lonely days without you
I have to figure out now what I'm gonna do
Don't mean to cry all the time
I know you're safe and sound
I don't think I could ever be satisfied again
Chorus
Left Eye：
Whatever happened that day
That we lost baby Jose
You gained the strength that no man
In this world could take away
And so I kicks this one for you
No tighter wish is true
It's not a day goes by
That I don't think you
So little precious baby boo and
Cuz this moment is your's
I shed my tears through the years
'Til no more behind those closed doors
And you can't count on me
From now 'til forever
We be them birds of a feather flying together
Through the stormy weather
It don't begin 'til it end
Sing it and again and again and again
Tangi：
When people say to me (a yo Tangi)
I have a surprise for you
The first thing that comes in my mind (uh huh)
Is someone's 'bout to bring me to you
Left Eye：
A yo check it
I know sometimes you ask why
But don't cry
Just keep yo' head up high cuz them heavenly skies
Awaits the son, yes the one
One to come with your eyes, Tangi's eyes
And know he holds no remorse
Just ask the source
He'll amend like I said
It don't begin 'til it end
So sing it again and again and again...
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4.This Is How It Works(From The Waiting To Exhale Soundtrack)
Lyrics：Babyface／Lisa Lopes
Music：Babyface／Lisa Lopes
Not everybody knows just how to do it
Some just learn it on the way
Once you get it right, ain't nothin to it
If you wanna get it right, you gotta learn to pace
Make it smooth, take your time
Make it groove, in, out, in
Make it last, kiss, kiss, kiss,
Kiss my---, ah, ah, ah
Chorus：
This is how it works
Wrap your hands around my body
This is how it works
Go due south and
This is how it works
Melt yourself into my body
This is how it works
Kiss my mouth
Some guys think they know the answers
Everybody knows how to make you scream
If most guys took time out their fantasies
Maybe we could stop our make believe
Make it smooth, take your time
Make it groove, in, out, it,
Make it last, kiss, kiss, kiss,
Kiss my---, ah, ah, ah
Chorus
Ready set go, you don't have to know
We can take forever, learn together any flow
Touch me slow, watch it grow
Kiss the tip, gently flow, be my ho and take the show
We can watch it in slo mo, when the sweet ＆ lo drips
Don't forget to let me wet my finger tips
Write love letters back ＆ forth across your lips
Spread my hips, count to eighty, eighty ways, eighty trips
Make it smooth, take your time
One time for your mind, two times if ya tense baby let is unwind
Make it groove, in, out, in
Three counts let it bou--ce to the motherf---ounce
Make it last, kiss, kiss, kiss
Here we go, now you know, 4th down, let if flow back around come
on
Kiss my---
Kiss my, kiss my, mm-wah
Chorus
5.Not Tonight (Remix)
Written：Jones／Lopes／Brat／Elliot／Martinez／Smith
Vocal：Kim／Lopes／Brat／Elliot／Martinez
(from the Nothing to Lose Soundtrack)
Lil' Kim：(Ad Lib)
Here's another one, and another one
From Lil' Kim, the Queen 'B'
Angie Martinez：
It's ladies night what
It must be Angie on the mic
The Butter-P Honey got the sugar got the spice
Roll the L's tight
Keep the rhymes right
Yo I just made this
Motherfucker up last night, and uh
I'm the rookie on this all-star team
Me and Kim is gettin cream
Like Thelma and Louise but on crone
Never leave that booga-shit alone
So if you say it's on then it's on
Lil' Kim：
Bang this in ya whips
Pack 'em, call a roadie with the chips
And ya wrists, heres a french kiss
I dismiss all you chicks, Split-six
From the four-fifth make you dance, ow!
I stay focused, in the dopest like a penny with a hole in it
Y'all just hopeless and top-less
I aint lyin, tryina knock me off
Keep tryin, all it takes is one phone call
To my street team, promote that ass
Like a soundtrack from New Jack City
Set it Off with the eighty-fifty
Y'all missin the buck with the fuck
Bump Biggie in the truck
Hand the buck to my thorough bitches
Lemme see ya do tha bankhead with your riches
It's tha rap made West, the Q-B
And I got all my sistas with me
Chorus (Missy)：
Oh this is ladies night
And our rhymes is tight
Oh this is ladies night
Oh what a night
Oh what a night
Oh this is ladies night
And the feeling's right
Oh this is ladies night
Oh what a night
Oh what a night
Left Eye：
Uh never the one, packin' a gun
Got some other raw chicks for that
Lay your pants flat
I be's the one chokin' ya paragraphs, with laughs
Getcha back up on tha right path
Ain't no stoppin my ladies from club hoppin
Gets my rock on from flavas to frozen
The paradise joint
Booty shakin with the glass in my left one
Right hand sayin 'Step son!'
To me my girls is fancy fly misses
To my niggas' straight snitches
And to them other chicos (means 'boys' in Spanish -- Rich-G)
Lady pimp ain't takin' that trip
If you ain't got the cash to stash
Catch a brick, ho
Strictly your bell ringer
Lay anotha finger on this
Big Bad Wolf miss lady rap-singer
I be the one to blame as tha flames keep risin
To the top and it don't stop
Chorus (Missy)：
Oh this is ladies night
And our rhymes is tight
Oh this is ladies night
Oh what a night
Oh what a night
Oh this is ladies night
And the feeling's right
Oh this is ladies night
Oh what a night
Oh what a night
Da Brat：
Y'all see how these bogus mistas
Try not to notice tha dopest sistas
Approachin with good intentions but focusin on they riches
If it's too hot then get that ass up out the kitchen
Niggas dicks stay lifted when they thinking of me
Cuz the rhytym I kick causes them get fatigue
Feelin em week brothers with the nine milli luva cliff
Bitches just bust, we just, kickin up dust
And you can spread rumors
Shit is makin me sicka than head tumors
Humor me by huggin me
Saying you lovin me, playa phony niggaz be buggin
I can tell cause the thug in me wanna sell drugs
push ki's nigga get these mo-e's
VV's and M3's
Smoke weed from overseas pimped out styled Rol-eys
Fuck the police keep my wallet obese
Who the, Windy City woman still still comin and gunnin
Straight from the Chi
Tonight's the night for the ladies
We keepin' it tight
Chorus (Missy)：
Oh this is ladies night
And our rhymes is tight
Oh this is ladies night
Oh what a night
Oh what a night
Oh this is ladies night
And the feeling's right
Oh this is ladies night
Oh what a night
Oh what a night
Missy：
Ayo Kim, hehe you know whatI'm sayin'
I ain't even gonna leave without sayin somethin on this track
You ain't gonna use me just to be singing hooks
What I look like, Patti LaBelle or somebody nigga？
Check it out uh huh yea
Oh what a night
You should be like Missy instead of being like Mike
I like to ride pony's instead of riding bikes
Me and Lil' Kim got the rhymes to incite
I gotta catch a fly, ehehe round three
Niggas can't see us from Elektra to Undeas
Ah wanna be us
Heh I'm out
Ladies Night...
6.Freedom (The Black Bag Mix)
Written：D.Austin／J.Gilliam／J.Kirkland
Arranger：Dallas Austin
(Theme From Panther)
We will not bow down to racism
We will not bow down to injustice
We will not bow down to exploitation
I'm gon' stand, I'm gon' stand
Now this is time for free your mind and your soul
Yo half this story has never been told
Ladies you got to demand what you want
And what we want is respect, right
Come and take a walk with me a closer walk
With me see what only I can see
Sisters check this, watch this
Freedom....
Turn us through set us free
From all the chains that bind me
Let us run in our own direction
Let us go set us free
From all this propaganda and lies
That your people tried to teach us
I know why you would like to bring us down
Because we have all the dirt on you
You try to tell us that our lives don't mean a damn
But we know so much better so we're gonna
Take a free freedom
Chorus：
Freedom
Freedom for my body
Freedom for my mind
Freedom for my spirit
Freedom
Freedom for my body
Freedom for my mind
Freedom for my spirit
All this time you've been telling us these lies
But now we've finally figured out your game
You thought that we would never wise up
But we showed you how a black female can do her thing
But still you continue to keep us oppressed
But now we ain't going out like that, oh no no
All these lies and all this propaganda
You want us to take
We ain't gonna take that
Chorus
I see the fear in your eyes surprised
Your cover's been blown
I know just who I am and what I want to do
I can make you run
Make you hide from all your ancestors
Transgression that you hold inside
Sisters rising up and seeing that our time is here
We're taking back what's been ours for years
Let the heaven of the system embrace you
And praise the mother God
All these lies and all this propaganda
That you want us to take
We ain't gonna take it
Free free free
Freedom
Freedom
Ooooooohhh...bop
Free free free
Freedom
Freedom
Ooooooohhh...bop
Free free free
Freedom
Freedom
Ooooooohhh...bop
Free free free
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom for my body
Freedom for my body
Freedom for my body
Freedom for my body
7.Freedom (Dallas' Dirty Half Dozen Mix)
Written：D.Austin／J.Gillaim／J.Kirkland
Arranger：Dallas Austin
(Theme From Panther)
Now this is time for free your mind and your soul
Yo half this story has never been told
Ladies that got to demand what you want
And what we want is respect, right
Yo listen up on the track here
So we could feel a little bit right
Freedom every time
For the sisters
Check us, watch this
A here we go now
Listen if I'm Pompadour
I be the ruler like Slick Rick
Get with this quick wicked
Adidas-wearing chick
Poppa got a brand new bag
Momma got a brand new jag
Go tag, I ain't no old hag
I represent not only in the kitchen
And the bedroom room
But also in the board room
So give me more room
Deny my opportunity
You in jeopardy
Yo-Yo set me free
And don't hinder me
Let me be
I'm fighting for freedom
I got the heat in case you need 'em
A straight soldier
Ain't nobody told you
Hold up on them lies
I know you gazing your plans
Doing whatever you can to oppress demand
But when it's time to drop the bomb
Bring the funk and it's on
You say you never met a sister so strong
You're wrong now how can we be free
If it takes you and it takes me
To blend together in harmony
And peace and love and all of the above
Sisters coming together representing one love
No disrespect but we gotta get it together
No matter what's the weather
Sisters gotta stick together
If sisters be strong
Don't let them scare you wrong
Hold on cuz sisters got it going on
Yeah
Chorus：
Let's free your mind and your soul
Don't let no guys go and take control
Because you're woung and you played a wrong
And our story has never been told
Whoever said these are the things that you can do
And the things you ain't supposed to
So am I further when I think I'm getting closer
That's when I tend to think of Rosa
Who took a seat to take a stand
But now in standing we've gotten more demands
And they never thought and planned
That a wish for us to sit would be a dose of
This fucking rollercoaster
Whether tradition or religion
Why you question my decision
Why you spend up all your time trying to
Get into my mind
Why everybody and their mama
Got to add to all the drama (mad drama)
Hell if I'm gonna keep my dominating feministic hell
Creating CrazySexyCool black ass
In the palms so you player hater stands
My only chance of being free is to fly within me
And it's illegal to kill a fucking eagle
A bird is never more important than my people
I guess we didn't need him so I took away his freedom
Chorus
My spiritual awareness leads me to believe
That you doubt in the sisters
To come with the peace we've been together
Since God created all of Thee
African daughters celebration is in order
Pop the cork and give champagne to the stork
That brought the Lyte to my momma in New York
African I come again and again
You kick me down I get back up
I'm coming back in multiples of ten
You know where I come from
Swung from the belly of the beast
Who used to speak African tongue
So I showed her next one bolder
Swung the devil over my shoulder
I'm getting over cuz I'm bolder than the next
I'm enlightened cuz I speak the real truth from the text
Who's next to flex with this S-I-S-T-E-R
The sun the moon the crest and the stars
Wanna see how open you are
Chorus
Come and take a walk with me
Closer walk with thee
See what only I can see
Nobody knows the trouble's I've seen
So it's back to the ruler of everlasting life
And truth let the heaven of the system
Sister embrace you and praise the mother God
Come in to the light let it shine blackness is fine
The blackness of your skin
The blackness of your mind
I am who I am and that's who I be
And I don't give a damn if your eyes can't see
If you can't see what I can see
Then you're blind baby blind
I'm a woman who's black so back up back up
Cuz it's on I'm strong what's wrong
With the world that we're living on
It ain't who you know it ain't what you drive
It's all about how you feel about yourself
On the inside when your self-esteem is low
And they call you a ho then they think you's a ho
But that ain't what the Lord God made you to be
I need you to see you're black and you're free
Chorus
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8.How Do You Like It
Vocal：Keith Sweat／Left Eye
How do you like it when I do it just like this
How do you like it when I do it just like that
How do you like it when I do it just like this
How do you like it when I do it just like that
And all the gangsta's say
And all the gangsta's say
And all the gangsta's say
And all the gangsta's say
I don't wanna do you wrong baby (do you wrong)
I just want to treat you right (treat you right baby)
Come and lay with me my girl (lay with me)
I just want to serve you right
How do you like it baby
Nice and slow boy
Tell me how do you want it baby
Here we go my baby
Tell me girl what makes you feel good my baby
Nice and slow boy
Tell me girl how do you like it baby
Here we go my baby
I want my back promises
Chorus：
How do you like it when I do it just like this
Come on come on come on
How do you like it when I do it just like that
Do you like it when I do it like this to you baby
How do you like it when I do it just like this
Tell me how do you like it girl
How do you like it when I do it just like that
And all the gangsta's say (ho)
And all the gangsta's say (ho)
And all the gangsta's say (ho)
And all the gangsta's say (ho)
Come on girl and taste this lovin' girl
Taste this love
That you know I got for you
Got for you baby
I just want to lay you down
Down with me
That is what I want to do
How do you like it baby
Nice and slow boy
Tell me girl how do you want me baby baby
Here we go my baby
Tell me how you like it sugar
Nice and slow boy
I wanna know how you want it baby
Here we go my baby
Girl I got to know girl
How do you like it when I do it just like this
Ain't nothin' but a jam
How do you like it when I do it just like that
Ain't nothin' but a Keith Sweat jam
How do you like it when I do it just like this
Ain't nothin' but a jam
How do you like it when I do it just like that
Ain't nothin' but a Keith Sweat jam
Yo here we go
Left Eye flow
Yeah, what's up!
Baby you can skinny dip in my left lip
Sip a little cat nip
Eat my punanna monanna and a little banana split
Get a little top notch
Play somebody's hopscotch
Watch as I land in my man's crotch
Now there's a clue in persuin' what I'm doin'
I wouldn't want to ruin
You and who you knew
But as I'm rolling through your X's
With my triple O
I'm yellin' tic tac toe
From the waist below
Yo!
You say tomatoes
I say tomatoes
So pick up on my lingo
And lick up on these tatas
Me and my kitty cat is wearin' a hat
To the throne
So baby take us to the end zone
I'm catchin' eighty
In my shady
To the top nickle
I'm the lady
Goin' crazy
On your popsicle
And as we come a little closer to the end
Of the game
You know I'm taking all the sweat
Out your name
Jam, how do you like it baby
Jam, come on
Don't you want to jam
I wanna know baby....
9.All I Want For Christmas
＊A Laface Family Christmas
Tis the season to be givin'
And I've got somethin' just for you
Let's take a trip to my cabin
We can celebrate
A funky Christmas made for 2, oh
That's all I want
Chorus：
All I want for Christmas
Is to be loved by someone like you
Outside the snow is falling
My heart is calling
2 spend my Christmas time alone with you
Now throw a log on the fire
Then we could trim the tree
How much fun it would be
To take a walk in the snow
As you're holding me close
That would be your Christmas gift to me
Chorus
Maybe it ain't got nothin' to do
With my 2 front teeth
Not unless of course your lookin'
For some chewed up beef
See I love ya cos I'm in love
And in' love cos I love ya
These words and sentences is for the heads
Between and above ya
Could you imagine me alone
A dial tone
A two flips cone
The echo of a moan
A single bow
A measley dug it
A pea in the bucket
Flat out for Christmas all I wanna do is
Ow
Maybe if my baby didn't treat me like a lady
Just the host for my toes
Kiss the spot that's mostly shady
Twist the left all around
Flip these lips upside down
Then you'll never have to ask me why I'm crazy
So hear me in or hear me out
Give me deaf or give me doubt
But tell me what it's all about
And If you figure out my flow
Be it fast or be it slow
Me and my baby will be chillin' with the Miseltoe
Chorus
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10.All That Theme Song
Fresh out the box
Stop, look, and watch
Ready yet, get set
It's All That!
Chorus：
Oh, oh, oh this is All That
This is All That!
Check it, check it, check it
Now this is just an introduction before
I blow your mind
The show is All of That and yes we do it all the time
So sit your booty on the floor or in a chair
Ground or in the air
Just don't go no where
Cuz everything we do
It's all of that!
When entertaining you
We all of that!
My posse and my crew
It's all of that!
So sit still cuz we're coming right back
Chorus
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11.Sleigh Ride
＊A Laface Family Christmas, Home Alone 2 Soundtrack, Home Alone
Christmas Album
Ha ha ha
Come here
Got a package.....
Wait, wait I know what I want for Christmas
What you want？
I want T-Boz to get me ah, some headphone sets
And I want Left Eye to make me a, uh, make me a fly dress!
Well Merry Christmas from TLC!
Chorus：
Let's have a very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year (a happy new year)
Give with love and joy and happiness
And lots of good cheer
I want you to have
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year ( a happy new year)
Filled with love and joy and happiness
And lots of good cheers
Just hear those sleigh bells jing-a-ling
Ring-ting-ting-a-ling too
It's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
Outside the snow is fallin
And friends are calling you
It's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
Chorus
Uh-huh reindeer, presents, happiness (yeah right, check it
out...)
Giddiup, giddiup, giddiup and away we go
In winter wonderland
Off we ride in the snow (ho ho ho)
With the Left everthing is grand
Sleigh ride if you like me baby
Don't be scared
Take my hand
T to the Left Eye C if you can take a glide
Giddiup the guts and step on up
So we can sleigh ride
Cheeks so nice and rosey
Comfy cosey we're in
We're snuggled up together
Like two birds of a feather would be
So let's take the road before us
Sing a chorus or two
C'mon it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
Aaahh so let's have a
Chorus
Um jingle bells, Batman smells
Robin laid a... (yeah right)
Up, up and away
If we're flyin in the sleigh
Home alone Christmas Eve
Make-believe it's time to play
So let's flow on this snow with a sack on my back
Cause Santa's tryin to mack in his Cadillac
Ridin' and a ridin'
But when it gets to decidin'
He's a slippin' and a slidin' in his own sleigh ride
A merry little Christmas
Oh yeah, hey yeah
A merry little Christmas
Oohh oohh
Baby don't you know I'm home
Don't wanna spend the night alone
A very merry Christmas
Would ya wanna spend it with me
It's somethin in the way I care
About the times that we have shared
It's a very merry Christmas
Would ya wanna spend it with me
Chorus
Let's have a very merry Christmas (ho ho ho)
12.Gee, Officer Krupkee
Music：Bernstein
Lyrics：Sondheim
Vocal：Salt-N-Pepa／Left Eye
＊The Songs Of West Side Story
Excuse me Mr. Officer
You think we're bad, huh？
You wanna clean up the streets, huh？
Well you better put society in handcuffs
Ha ha, you got a hard job
I'm talkin' 'bout West Side Story
It's before my time
Police sweat me like the Sharks ＆ the Jets
Because I do what I does
So they wanna hit me
If you let me
I'll explain the game
Clear my name
And show you ain't a damn thing changed
So don't criticize the way that I'm ballin'
This ain't Broadway
We learned it the hard way
Dear kindly Sergeant Krupkee
You gotta understand
It's just our bringing up-kee
That gets us out of hand
Our mothers all are junkies
Our fathers all are drunks
Golly, moses, naturally we're punks
See Officer Krupkee we're very upset
We never had the love that every child outta get
We ain't no delinquents we're misunderstood
Deep down inside us there is good
There is good, there is good
There is hard time good
Right inside the worst of us is good
You see, Officer Krupkee
You gotta have some compassion
You know, you always harrassin' me
But what you don't understand is
I come from a broken home
My momma don't care about me
My daddy don't care about me
And you always gettin' on my case
It ain't me homeboy
It's society
Dear Kindly Judge Your Honor
My parents treat me rough
With all their marijuana
They won't give me a puff
They didn't want to have me
But somehow I was had
Leapin' lizards that's why I'm so bad
Right
This boy don't need a judge
He needs anonymous care
His cheeks aren't rosy
That outta be curved
He's psychologically disturbed
We're disturbed, we're disturbed
We're the most disturbed
Now we're psychologically disturbed
We out of our minds you know what I'm sayin'
Yeah, because we got problems
Deep down inside
I ain't got no analystic goatee
And sit down on the couch
Then find out why I'm disturbed
I know why I'm disturbed
And you know what
I don't care
Cuz it's just like that
And that's just how it is
You know what I'm sayin'
That's the way it is
Crazy
Father is a bastard
My mom's an S-O-B
My grandpa's always plastered
My gramma pushes tea
My sister wears a mustache
My brother wears a dress
Goodness gracious that's why I'm a mess
Officer Krupkee you're really a slob
This boy don't need a doctor
Just a good honest job
Society played him a terrible trick
And socialogically he's sick
We are sick, we are sick
We are sick, sick, sick
Like we're socialogically sick
In other words
This is what happens when cousins marry
We are bendejo here
Inbred
We're like, other Forrest Gump's
Kindly social worker
They say go earn a buck
Like be a soda jerker
Which means like be a schmuck
It's not I'm anti-social
I'm only anti-work
Gloriosky, now that's why I'm a jerk
Officer Krupkee ya done it again
This boy don't need a doc
He needs a year in the pen
It ain't just a question of misunderstood
Deep down inside, he ain't no damn good
We're no good, we're no good
We're no earthly good
Like the best, the rests just no damn good
The trouble is he's crazy
The trouble is he drinks
The problem is he's lazy
The trouble is he stinks
The trouble is he's growin'
The trouble is he's grown
Krupkee we've got troubles of our own
Gee, Officer Krupkee
We're down on our knees
Cuz no one wants a fella
With a social disease
Gee, Officer Krupkee
What are we to do
Gee, Officer Krupkee
Krup you!
Officer Krupkee you're really a square
13.Get It Up(Poetic Justice Soundtrack)
Hey, ha ha
There it goes
Yeah
'Cause we's abouts to flow
There it is
For the fellas
There it is
That's it
That's right
There it is
For the fellas
Comin' back on the sexy tip
Ya know what I'm sayin'
Wit' no mo dresses for y'all
No mo dresses
My brother, brother...
Get it up
Get it up
TLC is back on the mic
Ya know
Ha ha
Get it up...
Get it up
Get ready for a real good time
I'm gonna try to blow your mind
Can't ya see
You and me
It sounds so nasty
Get it up
Let your thang hang down
We could fool around
Don't ya know
I want you so (yeah)
Make me happy
Oh
Chorus：
Get it up
Get it up...
Get it up
Get it up
There is nothing wrong
With freakin' all night long
Me and you
We're in a groove
It feels good to me
Get it up
Leave your cares behind (just leave your cares behind)
Let me try to find
Find a spot (a spot)
To get you hot (ha ha)
Let me do you
Ooohhh...
Chorus
One time HUH! (ha ha ha...)
Whoo...there it is
Uh...there it is
Y'all know what it's like
Y'all know what I'm talkin' about too
Haa...
I know y'all dig that nasty
Yo
And the Left is thinkin' about it
Just to think about it
Leaves your knees in tension
He's not ditchin' loose enough
Enough to clenchin'
Whatever's mentioned (mention)
Not to mention what I hand you wit' in question
And a question at hand (there it is)
Are you ready to make me feel the definition of a man (man)
Man, is it hot or is it me (oh-whoa-hoa-hoa)
Me I guess
'Cause when it comes to feelin' free
Ya free villains mostly feelin' to my sexuality
A formality of reality
So don't touch me in the morning and walk away (all wack)
As I commence to yawnin' commence to stay (come on)
Stay up for the rest of the day (day)
Just enough for my tongue to play (play)
Play me back, back and forth (play)
Like a kiss (yo)
As I go a little somethin' like this
Ohhhh...
You make me wanna sing
Ohhhh...
Get me, get me up (yeah hey yeah)
Get it up, get it up
(I wanna love you baby)
I'll freak you all night
(Love you baby)
Get it up, get it up
I'll freak you all night
Get it up, get it up
(I wanna love you baby)
I'll freak you all night
(Love you baby)
Chorus
Chorus
Wit' no mo dresses for y'all
No mo dresses my brother
You have to be down if you wanna be our baby baby baby
Know what I'm sayin'
That's what I'm talkin' about
Baby baby baby, they got to be some fish out of the ocean
14.What's Up
Vocal：Dede O'neal／Left Eye
How long do I let this thing go on
Before I run away
Not begging you to stay
But I'd like it if you could
And you're knowin' that you should
Be down with the one
That's gonna love you baby
So stay and stop drivin' me crazy
Chorus：
What's up
What's up with you and me
Baby I wanna know
What's up with us
What's up
What's up with you and me
Baby I wanna know
What's up with us
You see I'm not tryin'
To ride and pressure you
If it's somethin' you don't wanna do
But I got to let you know
Your position must be known
There ain't no reason to front
So I guess I will be blunt
And just let you know that
I'm walkin' out the door
Unless you tell me right now
What you're gonna do with my love
Oh baby
Chorus
I don't know why
But I've always tried
Why don't you lay down
Why don't you hang up your tie
What's up baby
What's up baby baby baby baby
Oh
Don't be afraid and don't
You fade on my escapades
Fantasy lives within the dream
That we have made
Callin' me up 6 in the mornin'
The break of dawn and
Before I could imagine that you'd be gone and
I think about the times we share
Call it do or dare
Ask me if I'm bein' fair
Do you really care
See me and you like a holiday
Never too late to celebrate in a lot of ways
What's up
We really don't need to play
These guessing games no more
What's up
I gave you all my love you said it was
Too much you don't want no more
Chorus
What's up
Chorus
15.Big Willie Style
Vocal：Will Smith／Left Eye
This one goes out to all the Big Willies
Big Will the high roller
Strolling through with an entourage
Hard to camouflage when you livin' this large
I be smooth like Debarge with a five car garage
Out for the night with my squad and we be flossin' down
The fifteen my whole auroa gleamin' who that kid in the green
V envy brother schemin'
I ain't thinkin' bout them racing chicks in the pink b.m.
With my speakers tweakin' freakin' off this weekend in
Las Vegas boss players all across the board move makers and
Shakers money can't break us but the places it can take us
Big Will in the limelight rhyme tight and we gon' have some fun
tonight
Chorus：
Now how we do it (you know it's Big Willie Style baby)
How we doin' it (you know it's Big Willie Style)
Now how we do it (you know it's Big Willie Style baby)
How we doin' it ( you know it's Big Willie Style)
I'm in a five star casino shuttin' crap tables down (boom)
Non bettin' Willie watchers standin' around
Strictly millionaire status you can feel the eyes lookin' at us
How bad they wanna be us (parlay)
Charlie Mack got my back with his eyes on my stack
Brothers don't know how to act when you drive a four-five black
People stop and stare havin' drinks at the bar a round
For everybody with these Big Willie cards from civilians to
stars
They wanna know who we are it's me Big Will, Nas Escobar, J.L.
Omar carry money bags collect the chips then we all quick the
swift exit
Chorus
It's Left Eye with a tight crew representin' like it's ladies
night
Comin' right through don't be spiteful plus an eyeful
Sportin' hot-pink rocks in a link in a drop with a mink
Like my shit don't stink
Got you in the palm with a bomb like Sadam
Blowing up spots then runnin' off with the pot
Left Eye ready for action the main attraction
I'm in the fast-lane passing breakin' you down like fractions
While we be rappin' about things that really happen
Big Willie Style, Philly style let's make it platinum
With Mademouselle from Gazels to Versace
With a sweet smell this female leadin' the posse got jokes like
Cosby
In the lots where the cars be with no apologies it's Left Eye
Big Will let the champagne spill is it a mans thing for real
Can us girls roll wit y'all
What the deal
Chorus
Well now it's lookin' like a car show convoys and whips
On the strip pullin' up in the six makin' brothers sick for real
Big Will household name entertainer gold handle cane and
matchin'
Gators swervin' lane in pole position rolling deep like a
co-malition
In soul position and can rock a whole convention
Movie screens to the club scene my whole crew lookin' clean
Shine with a diamond gleam step above where the players be
Don't hate me one is where they rate me lately you could find me
Behind the door marked V.I.P.eating grapes under the A.C.
Big Willie Style is how we do it
Chorus
Chorus
This one goes out to all the Big Willies
16.Cradle Rock
Vocal：Method Man／Left Eye
＊Tical 2000：Judgement Day
All the children comin' into the light....
There will be....
Chorus：
Rock-a-bye baby
From the rooftop
When the guns blow
Your cradle gets rocked
When the earth quakes
And the sky starts to fall
Down will come emcees
Fake shit and all
Rooftoppin' be the shell shock
The bomb drops
Aftershock blow your mother clock
To smitherines
Time stops
Flying guillotine
Comin' for your flock
What you mean you spilled the beans, huh？
Blacked out and thought I seen 'Pac
Laced a big glock
What's a bird to a brother with a flock
They got some nerve
They even try share the turf
On John J
Flap a nigga gay
With the word played
Hot neck shoot you with a gift
It's your birthday
God hatin' ugly in the worst way
Fuck 'em like the earth say
From first day
I surveyed the hassle
Death knockin' at your door
In the big apple
Meth rotton to the core
Shackled in the sound castle
The dungeon with vermin
In the form of emcees
Determined to step foot on God's soil
Not knowin' that these egg-heads
Come hard boiled
And heavy handed
The aliens have just landed
Any any way
Overthrow these niggas planet
Independence day
Felons get split melons
Homicide
Bug nigga's get the bug repellant
Insecticide
Johnny 5 take it worldwide
As long as I pledge allegiance
To the dark side
I'll never die
Who you know with a flow like this
Bring 'em in
What clan you know blow like this
Bring 'em in
Take dat nigga
There will be....
The sound of gun bursts
Put the foul in the turf
(Foul in the turf)
You can't think planet from the my control theory
(My control theory)
Murder in the first bring 'em back down to earth
(Back down to earth)
Ya'll niggas don't hear me prepare for the worst
(Prepare for the worst)
Times gon' change
Nuttin' will remain the same
Million dollar broke niggas
Still fucked up in the game
Make me wanna choke niggas
Shittin' on my name
Tuck ya chain when I approach
Nigga go against the grain now
Can you stand the rain now
Die hard fan
Call me John John Mcclain now
Snake verse the crane style
Death to the enemy
Wu brother number one
The centipede
Troublesome
Send 'em all to Kingdom Come
Sun still shine one
Time for your crooked mind
Drunk off of cheap wine
Son I'm in the street crime
Every word every line
Got juice very fine
Turn me loose on man kind
Detonate the land mine
Funk gets my go now
I'll never sell, never sold
Live by the code now
Never tell, never told
Darts I throw
Like Clyde with the finger roll
Clutch shots and whatnot
This is where the buck stops
Still can't eat
And y'all still can't sleep
I elect myself as presidential emcee
Wu Tang Killa Bee
The bee hostility
In love with the blunt smoke
Even though it's killin' me
Bad vibes fillin' me with
Thoughts of conspiracy
Whitewater scandals
With Bill Clinton 'n Hillary
Too hot to handle
Too well put together to dismantle
Fucker
You heard
Fucker...
There will be....
Excuse me as I kiss the sky
Catch me when I fall son
I'm too young to die
Me and Lefty
That be the Eye
Come touch me
If you don't know me
You'll never know me
Booster brady
En espanol
Me legs shocks on you
Man if you test me....
Fire upon your head
I say fire upon your chest
Man if you test I say
You feel exempt
Anybody want to contest me
As you reach for me
Check
Cocky.....
Check
Smarty boy contest me
Have to reach for me....
Chorus
A-yo
I got three-hundred and sixty
Degrees of self
That's mind, body, and spirit
120 degrees of peace
We gon' break it down into simple terms
That's 9 nigga 9
Highest level of change
Too many niggas sittin' on they ass
Waitin' for shit to just happen
Shit don't just happen
Don't fuck around and miss the boat
If you take away the negative
Make room for the positive
That's addin' and subtractin'
On the real
Niggas better learn they math
Cuz if my calculations serve me correct
I'm gonna fuck around and have all this shit
I'm on yo ass nigga....
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