1.Five O, Five O (Here They Come)
Performed by 69 Boyz featuring Devane
Intro：
Here they come, here they come
Here they come, here they come
Here they come, here they come
Five O, Five O, there they go, there they go
Here they come, here they come
Here they come, here they come
Here they come, here they come
Bad Boys want it so, gotta go, gotta go
Verse 1： 69 Boyz
Ooohweee, Five O on the creep
Raise the 6-4 off the concrete
Move quick, Bad Boys in hot pursuit
cos they think I got the loot
But, they got to catch my ChevroLET
I-M-P-A-L-A
OK, it gon' happen do'
cos the gas man's passed the flow
Y'know, the part of the night at Illusions
wit brainless seclusion
Uhh, if ya plan on jammin, then
my 6-4 best to keep scrammin
So hold on cos I'm dippin thru the alleyways
Roll down the window, po' out the Alize
Cos if we get a D-U-I
Then your ol' boys will go pop
cos here they come
Chorus：
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to DIP？!？)
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to GO？!？)
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to DIP？!？)
Five O, Five O, there they go, there they go
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to DIP？!？)
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to GO？!？)
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to DIP？!？)
Bad Boys want it so, gotta go, gotta go
Verse 2： 69 Boyz
Bad Boys, Bad Boys, what'cha gon' do？
You gotta catch me and my crew
but, if ya wanna see me in the back seat
huh, ya gotta win this track meet
Uh, now to win first place, be in good shape
and, prepare for a good chase
Cos I'm jumpin over gates and on top of Corvettes
like Tony Dorsett
And I bet that 'cha can't catch me though
cos donuts make you run slow, y'know
But you have a good chance, if
you take off the light blue pants, and
Call your boys on the CB, uhh
and tell em if they see me
to rope me down and hold me down
but first you gotta slow me down
Cos here they COME!
Chorus
Verse 3： 69 Boyz, K-Knock
Me, K-Knock in the wrong
Uhh, tryin to get our party on
Wit our nukes, in the rearview
we see blue, K what we gon' do？
Put that thing to the blow, yo
We gotta go, we gotta go ,and
don't stop for one red light
til them boys' outta sight, aight
Makin sure them po-po's
say all they saw was a LS and mo' and mo'
Cos before we catch a case
we gotta throw dust in they face
Ain't no thang for the love for the jerk
And let's put these po-po's to work, uhh
Cos when his tyres start to smoke, huhh
That's all she wrote, cos here they come
Chorus：
(Is it time to DIP？!？)
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to GO？!？)
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to DIP？!？)
Five O, Five O, there they go, there they go
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to DIP？!？)
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to GO？!？)
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to DIP？!？)
Five O, Five O, there they go, there they go
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to DIP？!？)
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to GO？!？)
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to DIP？!？)
Five O, Five O, there they go, there they go
2.Shy Guy
Performed by Diana King
I don't want no fly guy
I just want a shy guy
Oh Lord, have mercy, mercy, mercy
Di man dem in a di party, party, party
Di ole a dem sexy, sexy, sexy
Watch dem just a follow me, follow me, follow me
Everyweh me go di man dem a rush me
Yes a whole eep a pretty boy wah fi love me
A me dem love, yes, a me dem love
True them know me sweet and me sexy
Everywhere me go, me say, me ever ready
A me dem love, yes, a me dem love
But I don't want somebody
Who's loving everybody, I need a shy guy
He's the kinda guy who'll only be mine
Oh Lord, have mercy, mercy, mercy
Di man dem in a di party, party, party
Di ole a dem sexy, sexy, sexy
Watch dem just a
Follow me, follow me, follow me
Have mercy, mercy, mercy
But none a dem no move me, move me, move me
Shy guy a weh me wanty, wanty, wanty
Only him can make me irie, irie, irie
Roughneck man me no want none a dem
Beat up me body lick off me head top
Me no want none a dat, me no want none a dat
Big things, a gwaan fi all di shy man dem
Wat you fi me lover, me want you fi me my friend
Till the very end till the very end
But I don't want somebody
Who's loving everybody
I need a shy guy, he's the kinda guy
Who'll only be mine
Oh Lord, have mercy, mercy, mercy
Di man dem in a di party, party, party
Di ole a dem sexy, sexy, sexy
Watch dem just a
Follow me, follow me, follow me
Have mercy, mercy, mercy
But none a dem no move me, move me, move me
Shy guy a weh me wanty, wanty, wanty
Only him can make me irie, irie, irie
Have mercy, mercy, mercy
Mercy, mercy, come on
But I don't want somebody
Who's loving everybody
I need a shy guy
He's the kinda guy who'll only be mine
Oh Lord, have mercy, mercy, mercy
Di man dem in a di party, party, party
Di ole a dem sexy, sexy, sexy
Watch dem just a
Follow me, follow me, follow me
Have mercy, mercy, mercy
But none a dem no move me, move me, move me
Shy guy a weh me wanty, wanty, wanty
Only him can make me irie, irie, irie
Shy guy, shy guy, shy guy
3.So Many Ways (Bad Boys Version)
Performed by Warren G
Hey you gon miss up on the g-funk era
Ya know we said things won for warren g, and soon turned
superstar
11-10-7 D that was my intro
And now I'm makin dough, I'm rollin a 64
Well things get shady when the grass is greener
Brothas throwin up sets in hoods like ya neva seen a
Young mac daddy do his thing 'cause I pack right
I got 44 ways to make you act right
And it's a shame how the game must be played
It was told never fold by the brothas you can't fade
So raise up on this young hog
'Cause I heard you punkin some but you can't punk me dogg
I got my own thang 'cause I let my beats swing
It ya wanna bring it bring it on no pain to gain
So as I creep can you peep what I speak
Techniques unique, so what you sayin is obsolete
So there it is as I go about my days
I can only bring it to you like this in so many ways
Hey, hey, hey this is Warren G you know
And I was in Baghdad
Before these lil youngstaz was in they Daddy bag
Ya know, yeah, they in violation Wayniac so hound em
I'm bein true ain't no fakin wit me
Brovas plottin on me trynna test if they can see
But I'm peepin out the sain for the peeps who gimme props
For stayin out that madness you know it ain't gon stop
In so many ways I let 'em know
In so many way I let it flow
But you still don't hear me though
So I'm gon break it down 'cause it's quite elementary
This is for da homies in da penetentary
Ab baby papa
Big rotch from the block
And the homey j dogg down 'cause you'ze a hoe
I got plenty love, and homey love stays
I can only bring it to ya like this, in so many ways
Hey, hey, hey this is Warren G you know
And I was in Baghdad
Before these lil youngstaz was in they Daddy bag
Ya know, yeah, they in violation Wayniac so hound em
I stay true to the game
But some stay blind to the fact
That if I don't look good, you don't look good
So please rearrange and change the things you doin
You playin yourself 'cause you the one gettin screwed
As i, ease on down the rick road
As I shift from first to second, cruise control
So spark up the doujer
'Cause I got the drink, and don't think that
We don't roll without a full tank
Of that bomb that we called the funk
'Cause I am the g and the funk is what you want
Now lets take a trip to the other side of town
Brothas flip flop and they neva stay down
Wanna be all they can be, but gettin held back
Tryin to take what is mine what type of lick is that
So this is for the homies stay down for your pay
I can't only bring it to you like this in so many ways
Hey, hey, hey this is Warren G you know
And I was in Baghdad
Before these lil youngstaz was in they Daddy bag
Ya know, yeah, they in violation Wayniac so hound em
4.Boom Boom Boom
Performed by Juster
Hanging around, got the 40oz. sitting with my homiez
Cigarette pack in the back 'cuz ya know me
Smother than satin harder than a rock
Ya itchin' at my jock boy, ya lookin' at a glock
'Cuz I don't play dat lookin' for the 5-0, put me in the pen
'Cuz I stumble like a wino, drank a lot of booze
Falling to the concrete and my head pounding
Like an 808 drum beat
Gotta git paid so I'm steppin' into the party
When I do my thang all the suckas grabbin' their hotties
The lyrical latin, yes, they all know about me
When the turn they back, Where she at, we outty
Call it smooth lingo I got somethin' for ya
Let a brother score ya then I never saw ya
Till maybe next week 'cuz ya looking so fly
Don't worry 'bout ya guy 'cuz I brung 'em out to dry
Boom, boom, boom
Sucka welcome to the city
Boom, boom, boom
Yeah, yeah now I gotta kick it, gotta got wicked
Yup that's the ticket, even though I do it like the hood way
Don't you know even Cube had a good day
Won't you chill to a gangster's flavor
Won't you savor what the Jay gave ya and if ya can't chill
With your head high, a raw soul brother will hang you out to dry
Back on the ave, coming out wit D.O.Dillinger Ralp
Me doing it like G.O.'s where's the action
'Cuz I'm still maxin' like Freddy Jackson
Yeah, relaxin', passin' the sack out bust a lil' mack out baby,
baby
Set lil' back out with the bass kick from the Pioneer speaker
Jump in the van now we can freak 'er
Call up ya friendz then we'll do a hookup
I got my endz so now I wannna book up, to the park
Where the young kids thumpin' after dark
We always into somethin' maybe then we'll visit the club
The pub, the tub 'cuz I gotta a lot of love
For the git down so don't ask why？
Ya better ask somebody I'll hang ya out ta dry
Boom, boom, boom
5.Me Against the World
Performed by 2Pac featuring Dramacydal
It's just me against the world
Oooohhh, oooohhh
Nuttin to lose..
It's just me against the world baby
Oahhhh, oahhhahh
I got nuttin to lose
It's just me against the world
Oh-hahhh
Stuck in the game
Me against the world baby
Can you picture my prophecy？
Stress in the city, the cops is hot for me
The projects is full of bullets, the bodies is droppin
There ain't no stoppin me
Constantly movin while makin millions
Witnessin killings, leavin dead bodies in abandoned buildings
Carries to children cause they're illin
Addicted to killin and the appeal from the cap peelin
Without feelin, but will they last or be blasted？
Hard headed bastard
Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermath
More bodies being buried -- I'm losing my homies in a hurry
They're relocating to the cemetary
Got me worried, stressin, my vision's blurried
The question is will I live？ No one in the world loves me
I'm headed for danger, don't trust strangers
Put one in the chamber whenever I'm feelin this anger
Don't wanna make excuses, cause this is how it is
What's the use unless we're shootin no one notices the youth
It's just me against the world baby
Me against the world
It's just me against the world
Ooooh yeah, ooo-hooo
It's just me against the world
Me against the world
Cause it's just me against the world baby
Hey!!
Me against the world
Ooooh yeah
I got nuttin to lose
It's just me against the world baby
I got nothing to lose
Could somebody help me？ I'm out here all by myself
See ladies in stores, Baby Capone's, livin wealthy
Pictures of my birth on this Earth is what I'm dreamin
Seein Daddy's semen, full of crooked demons, already crazy
and screamin I guess them nightmares as a child
had me scared, but left me prepared for a while
Is there another route？ For a crooked Outlaw
Veteran, a villian, a young thug, who one day shall fall
Everday there's mo' death, and plus I'm dough-less
I'm seein mo' reasons for me to proceed with thievin
Scheme on the scheming and leave they peeps grieving
Cause ain't no bucks to stack up, my nuts is backed up
I'm bout to act up, go load the Mac up, now watch me klacka
Tried makin fat cuts, but yo it ain't workin
And Evil's lurking, I can see him smirking
when I gets to pervin, so what？
Go put some work in, and make my mail, makin sales
Risking 25 with a 'L', but oh well
Me against the world
With nuttin to lose
It's just me against the world
Ooh yeah.. oooh-ooooh
It's just me against the world baby
Me against the world
I got nuttin to lose
It's just me against the world
Oahhhohh
Ha ha
It's just me against the world baby
Ha-ahh, HA-AHH!
With nuttin to lose
It's just me against the world baby
Me against the world, hoahhh
Me against the world
I got nuttin to lose
It's just me against the world baby
Ha-hahh (hehe) heyy!
With all this extra stressin
The question I wonder is after death, after my last breath
When will I finaly get to rest？ Through this supression
they punish the people that's askin questions
And those that possess, steal from the ones without possesions
The message I stress： to make it stop study your lessons
Don't settle for less - even the genius asks-es questions
Be grateful for blessings
Don't ever change, keep your essence
The power is in the people and politics we address
Always do your best, don't let the pressure make you panic
And when you get stranded
And things don't go the way you planned it
Dreamin of riches, in a position of makin a difference
Politicians and hypocrites, they don't wanna listen
If I'm insane, it's the fame made a brother change
It wasn't nuttin like the game
It's just me against the world
Me against the world
Nuttin to lose
It's just me against the world baby
Me against the world
Got me stuck in the game
It's just me against the world
Oahahhhh
I'd be ashamed to lose
It's just me against the world baby
Me against the world
Heh, hahahahahahah
That's right
I know it seem hard sometimes but uhh
Remember one thing
Through every dark night, there's a bright day after that
So no matter how hard it get, stick your chest out
Keep your head up, and handle it
6.Someone to Love
Performed by Jon B. featuring Babyface
Don't even like to think about
I don't know what I'd do without it
I only know I'll live not be for your love
Baby you came to me
in my time of need
When I needed you
you were there for me
Baby the love from you
is what got me through
It's because of you, I was able to
give my heart again
You gave me....
CHORUS：
Someone to love
Someone to touch
Someone to hold
Someone to know
Someone to love
Someone to trust
Someone to hold
Oh, someone to know
I thought I'd never love again
I thought my life was over, and..
I didn't wanna face or even see another day, baby
Suddenly from nowhere
baby, you appeared
You dried my tears
You cared for me
Maybe your love for me
truly rescued me
It's because of you, I was able to
fall in love again
You gave me someone....
(Chorus)
For so long in my life
I wouldn't let love inside
But I swallowed my pride
the day you arrived
And now with you by my side
everything is all right
It's because of you, I was able to...
...Give my heart again (girl)
And you gave me someone to love
and you gave me someone to love
You gave me someone to love
Someone to know
And you gave me someone to love
and you gave me someone to love
You gave me someone to love
Someone to know
(Chorus w／ad-libs to fade)
7.I've Got a Little Something for You (Radio Version)
Performed by MN8
I got a little somethin' for ya
(I got a little somethin' for you)
Na na na na na na na na na
I got a little somethin' for you
I got a little somethin' for you
Ain't that thoughtful of me
Ya know I been wanting
I been really wanting
To give this to you
And I'll give you just three guesses to figure out
Just what it is
'Cause I've been holdin' back so long
And my love rolling strong
So take this tag
Tear it off your wrap
'Cause the gift that I got ain't goin' back
(I got a little somethin' for you)
Na na na na na na na na na
(Baby you know that I adore you)
I got a little somethin' for ya
(I got a little somethin' for you)
Na na na na na na na na na
(Yes I have)
You deserve somethin' special
And most of all, somethin' from me
It's the kind of gift, that you ＆ I enjoy
It's a gift that says that you are on my mind
I got a little somethin' for ya
(I got a little somethin' for you)
Na na na na na na na na na
I little somethin's what I got, let's take a slow ride
Maybe then go ？？ honey's kickin'
It's love she's inflictin'
It's mentally addictin'
Addicted to the love a lady that is so fine
Wanna know my secret？ Then you gotta get mine
Really gotta get mine
Son, over lover, mista lova man is here
With a little somethin' for ya
(Na na na) No I don't think so
Let's take a long ride, girl don't let go
(Na na na) Mmmm, I don't think so
Let's take a long ride, girl don't let go
(Na na na)
Yeah, you betta ask somebody
8.Never Find Someone Like You
Performed by Keith Martin
Girl you take my breath away
And when I'm with someone new
I'd rather be here with you
Baby, forever
My heart belongs to you
'cause I think about you all the time
I know my love is true
when we're together
I've played around girl and I made you cry
When I looked up, you were saying good-bye
I'm begging you please
I need you so bad
Don't leave me now, you're the best that I've had
I've never - I'll never find someone like you
I promise it's true
No, I'll never - I'll never find someone like you
Girl I love the way that you are
Girl, I won't, no I won't let you go
No one could ever do, the way I would make love to you
All I have is just my heart
And my feelings, I give to you
That's all that I can do
Give you forever
Oh oh oh, you don't know that you're hurting me
'Cause it's not just a sexual thang
I want to share my dreams, baby, together
Girl, I'm afraid just to give it up now
My heart's telling me to hold back on my vow
But when you get close, I just want you to know
I start to get weak ＆ I can't let you go
Just your smile, tenderness
Girl I won't let you down (Won't let you down)
Girl I will never find no one that compares to you
Never find anyone
9.Call the Police (Marvel／Bonzai Mix)
Performed by Ini Kamoze
Calling all stars, calling all stars
This is an emergency
There is a crucial jam at the corner of R and B
Proceed with caution
Suspects are musically armed and dangerous
Call the police, police, police, po-lice
I'm about to make a hit
Call the police, police, police, po-lice
Heart is about to quit
Call the police, police, police, po-lice
I'm about to make a hit
Call the police, police, police, po-lice
Heart is about to quit
Jump off ma stool outta ma corner
May I have the floor to say
I play the fool to catch the wiser
Now I've gotta motto that guilty must pay
Call the police, police, police, po-lice
I'm about to make a hit, hey, hey, hey, hey
Call the police, police, police, po-lice
Heart is about to quit
Call the police, police, police, po-lice
I'm about to make a hit
Call the police, police, police, po-lice
Heart is about to quit
Don't single me out as worst offender
My words and my actions are clear
We analyze like a computer
Set for the evil men conscience in fear
Call the police, police, police, po-lice
I'm about to make a hit, yea, yea
Call the police, police, police, po-lice
Heart is about to quit
Call the police, police, police
Police, police, police, police, po-lice
Heart is about to quit
Call the police, police, police, po-lice
I'm about to make a hit
Calling all stars, calling all stars
This is an
Jump off ma stool, outa ma corner
May I have the floor to say
I play the fool to catch the wiser
Now I've gotta motto that guilty must pay
Call the police, police, police, po-lice
I'm about to make a hit
Call the police, police, police, po-lice
Heart is about to quit
Call the police, police, police, po-lice
I'm about to make a hit
Call the police, police, police, po-lice
Heart is about to quit
10.Da B Side
Performed by Da Brat featuring The Notorious B.I.G. and Jermaine
Dupri
Intro：Jermaine Dupri
B Side, B side, ha, check it
So So Def ... Bad Boy ... collaboration
The Notorious BIG in the house
We got Da Brat in the house
And me, y'all know who I be
Check it ...
I got that shit all you niggas just love to ride to
Funk for your trunk is what I provide you
So slide through your hood with me in your deck
Cause your correct way to get your groove on FLOMPS
And I paid the costs to be the boss as a kid
Fucked around and made some shit you can't fuck with
They thought luck did it, but it didn't cause I'm back again
Back with the Big and my new-found friend
Sliding in from the front, never way behind
Niggas wonder how I came with this style of mine
Remain in your seats as I release the clip into yo' hip
Brat and Biggie Smalls...
Aw, shit!
On top of all that, I'm so, so remarkable,
Flow to make you motherfuckers know
Ain't an MC coming close to touch
Bitches I like to fuck, guns I like to bust, so...
Chorus (2x)： Manuel Seal
Lay on back, light up the blunts
As we give you motherfuckers just what you want
I never knew, niggas had a clue
On who was the king of the street
More deep than a Range Rover jeep, guns under the seat
And my nigga just came home from work, release
Cristal in my lap, chronic in the air
(Brat： Nigga, pass that shit like you just don't care)
Yeah, you on my shit list, Biggie burns spliffs
when I'm pissed, release the Rolex from your wrist
Nigga, no human being, Korean or European
be seein' what Big be seein', I leave 'em peein'
in they draws, because Biggie Smalls
Is far from weak -- Brat-tat-tat, please speak ...
(Brat： Nigga, close your eyes, cause you already see
the Notorious B-R-A-T)
The raw combination, the destination,
Number one tote a gun with no hestiation
Live with the funkdafied cutie pie
Gat by the thigh, the Smalls by her side
If you fuck with her you got to fuck with me
And we'll be rapping at your motherfuckin' eulogy, so ...
Chorus
Jermaine Dupri：
Brat-tat-tat-tat, please speak ...
I got the funk in my pocket, shit stay locked down
The nigga you know who represent them platinuim sounds
Now baby Biggie, I done heard that Juicy
Didn't find nuthin but truth, in the hook B
You're pledging to wreck with a notorious nigga ready to die
jump in the Benz, took me a little ride
round the mountain, broke a left, hit SoSoDef
and told the nigga JD I was the one, fuck the rest
We Funkdafied, kicking it live
Robin Leach teach a nigga how to really survive
Whether it be track or blunt, ain't no need to front
Got what you need, and I take everything you ever wanted, nigga
We comin' mass, his pimpin' ass, his glass is full of Moet
The Rolex is bar-bayed, parkade, B to the R-A, T
Rolling off swoll on chrome 17
Chorus
Outro： Jermaine Dupri
Lay back, listen to the B-Side
Slide, glide, do whatever you want
Get out your lighters
We be the rhyme writers
Starters ... from the heart of College Park,
New York, Chicago ... wherever you wanna go
11.Work Me Slow
Performed by Xscape
Play me some music and pour me some wine
I'm in the mood now, got love on my mind
I want you to know, that I like it real slow
And whenever you're ready, you can slide off my clothes
And search my body, anywhere
I'm yours tonight, make it right
Baby just take me there
Chorus：
Take your time and work me slowly (work me)
Cause I'm the kinda girl, that needs the kinda guy that can last
Don't need a man around, if he's throwin down too fast
You gotta work me slowly
Now change your position, and keep it right there
Just go with my motions, run your hand through my hair
I hope you don't mind babe, if I let out a scream
Cause it's feeling too good to me, it's more than I dreamed
It's more than pleasure, it's exstacy
Up and down, round and round
Baby just come with me
Take our time
Chorus
Baby in the morning, we'll do it all over again
I don't want this feeling to ever end (no, no) (no, no)
I can't believe how you're loving me, you give me (ohh)
I can't believe you're still stroking me, cause baby your taking
it off
Chorus (repeat 2x)
12.Clouds of Smoke
Performed by Call O'Da Wild
I manifest the 'erbs essence
When my life starts stressin me out and I see no way
But I got hope like Bob, in fact I keep tracks
and I packs in stacks for you new jacks
I'm buildin with the gods on some vibin
and now everyday I'm vibin, then I get licked bag of trick to
lick the dick
See I know ways around complicated matters
Roll up in the ghetto on the island of Manhatten
See, though my ci-lo maintainin with the dread
I'm known for my skills, all my technique's coast
I wreck rhymes systematic, I'm a turntable addict
But still I put it down to timin to the rap
Cos I got a bag and I gotta blunt
If you livin the life of da Call O' Da Wild, mother(fucker)
whatcha want？
My head's in a cloud of smoke
When I choke upon the lye, air-high
(We flow eye-to-eye)
I'm on cloud 9, I keeps about a quarter pound of gunja
Oh I wonder, if I
could have a mega blunt session with my homeys, no question
The neighbourhood goon sewn like I'm from an (？A's Boon coon？)
Feed the feelin, the (shit) smarter
Hittin up your daughter, slaughter styles
The best way, Chico, me and Mico
That's my Ese, be gettin lye on a day-to-day
basis, I still find traces of hash in my back sack
Black, a matter o' fact
I need a shotgun, shotgun crush to my head
My eyes are swell, we're gettin bread, what the hell these？
Smooth stone is the way of the walk
I stalk the streets of New York like a bandit
I landed a deal with some homeys from the Hill
On the real, I represent Harlem, New York
You be sloshin like EPMD (You know I'm housin)
So mellow out and sit back, relax
and listen to a track dedicated to the backs
8 black, wit phatness possessed, yes!
The Shooby-Doo with the E's puffin the bags that Buddha blessed
I like to utilise my scar mental
That's my fundamental, so check the dread-headed individual
from the sidewalks, where the basehead walks
and the hos won't talk unless you're large in New York
So can it be that I am just a Y-O-G
from the (？P-O-L-O the D-R-E-O-U-N-D？), baby
Gets crazy, hectic, so check my method
13.Juke-Joint Jezebel
Performed by KMFDM
I can't reject this empty hole
I cannot count the bloody cost
I can't believe this wretched soul
Come penetrate all this loss
Come on and kill this sense of life
And be the one who is denied
Now show me one more upturned knife
And fill the emptiness inside
Be mine, sister salvation
Juke joint Jezebel is coming for my cremation
Be mine, sister salvation
Closer now, see the revelation
If I could leave my burning skin
That has been used up in your sin
Is there a tiny part of me
Untouched, unsoiled by misery
Be mine, sister salvation
Juke joint Jezebel is coming for my cremation
Be mine, sister salvation
Closer now, see the revelation
I am the city that will lie
You are the one that blame passed by
This is the place where I will weep
The loneliness of sweet conceit
Be mine, sister salvation
Juke joint Jezebel is coming for my cremation
Be mine, sister salvation
Closer now, see the revelation
The revelation
The revelation
The revelation
See the revelation
The revelation
The revelation
The revelation
The revelation
See the revelation
The revelation
The revelation
The revelation
See the revelation
14.Bad Boys' Reply ('95)
Performed by Inner Circle featuring Tek
Put yo' hand up on yo' head
Jump up and spread
Before I make a move and soon buck you down dead
Put yo' hand up on yo' head
Jump up and spread
Before I make a move and soon buck you down dead
(dead, dead, dead, dead, dead)
(Bad.. bad.. bad.. bad.. bad.. bad.. bad)
Bad boys, bad boys
What'cha gonna do
What'cha gonna do when they come for you？
Bad boys, bad boys
What'cha gonna do
What'cha gonna do when they come for you？
What's the reason for the harass？
All up in my ass
Be bubblin' in my stomach like gas (damn)
I feel the grass smoke circulatin' through my vains
Thankful, in control of the brain, not goin' insane
Yo, check 'em at a very young age
He gon' make the front page
Too bad they caught you out the blitz with the 12 gauge
They got mommy screamin' all in the rangin', changin'
Re-arrangin' the atmosphere
I guess your moms shoulda made the message much clearer
In your ear
Maybe you learned your lesson, count your blessin's
And the ？ is like this
You really know it is gettin' bad
When they shootin' babies up in shitty diapers
So run, go get your ten, wipe this
We'll make ya welcome test real, out the blue
Tell me what you fo' do, when the bad boys comin' fo' you
Put yo' hand up on yo' head
Jump up and spread
Before I make a move and soon buck you down dead
Nobody now gettin' no break
Boys now give ya no break
Nah, oh, soldier man'll give you no break
Not ？ nah, give ya no breaks, hey hey
Uh-oh, yo, I check (see, here they come)
I figure that it's the bad boys playin' the diggy-dum-dum-dum
Yo, what do you want with my life？
Ya see me on the block tryin' to sell my rock
But how do you make a deal with a nigga
Played until your head tock
(Tek, tell 'em how to head 'em)
Maybe it's time for me to quit (why？)
'Cause I'm tired of all the bullshit
Snakes fickin' all over my grave
It's my age, feel like I'm runnin' with slaves
I'm on the next SOUL train
Soon ？？ fool procrastinate and immitate
Whether you're phony or fake, it's just how you hate
How you gonna knock me in the belly of the beast
When I'm already doin' time in the New York streets
So run around, go get your gats
Don't forget your crew
Tell me what'cha gonna do
'Cause the bad boys comin' for you
15.Theme from Bad Boys
Performed by Mark Mancina
16.Five O, Five O, (Here They Come) (Hideout House Radio Mix)
Performed by 69 Boyz featuring K-Nock
Here they come, here they come
Here they come, here they come
Here they come, here they come
Five O, Five O, there they go, there they go
Here they come, here they come
Here they come, here they come
Here they come, here they come
Bad Boys want it so, gotta go, gotta go
Ooohweee, Five O on the creep
Raise the 6-4 off the concrete
Move quick, Bad Boys in hot pursuit
cos they think I got the loot
But, they got to catch my ChevroLET
I am PAID, A-L-A
OK, it gon' happen do'
cos the gas man's passed the flow
Y'know, the part of the night at Illusions
we bring this conclusion
Uhh, if ya plan on jammin, then
my 6-4 best to keep scrammin
So hold on cos I'm dippin thru the alleyways
Roll down your windows, poor out the Alize
Cos if we get a D-U-I
Then your ol' boys will go pop
cos here they come
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to DIP？!？)
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to GO？!？)
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to DIP？!？)
Five O, Five O, there they go, there they go
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to DIP？!？)
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to GO？!？)
Here they come, here they come (Is it time to DIP？!？)
Bad Boys want it so, gotta go, gotta go
Bad Boys, Bad Boys, what'cha gon' do？
You gotta catch me and my crew
but, if ya wanna see me in the back seat
huh, ya gotta win this track meet
Uh, now to win first place, be in good shape
and, prepare for a good chase
Cos I'm jumpin over gates and on top of Corvettes
like ？Tony Dorsette？
and I bet that'cha can't catch me though
cos donuts make you run slow, y'know
But you have a good chance, if
you take off the tight blue pants, and
Call your boys on the CB, uhh
and tell em if they see me
to throw me down and hold me down
but first you gotta slow me down
Cos here they COME!
Me, K-Knock in the wrong
Uhh, tryin to get our party on
When I looked in the rearview
we see blue, K what we gon' do？
Put that thing to the blow, yo
We gotta go, we gotta go, and
don't stop for one red light
til them boys' outta sight, aight
Makin sure them po-po's
say all they saw was a LS and mo' and mo'
Cos before we catch a case
we gotta throw dust in they face
Ain't no thang for the love for the jerk
And let's put these po-po's to work, uhh
Cos when his tyres start to smoke, huhh
That's all she wrote, cos here they come
Is it time to DIP？!？
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