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| Genre | Rock |
|---|---|
| Label | Frontiers Records |
| Land |  |
Lyrics van The Mob
From the Floorboards Up [Lynchmob Remix-Vocal Version]
I’ve got a feeling from the floorboards up
Call it a calling if you like that touch
Call it what you will
I really don’t care too much
I’ve got a feeling and I know it’s right
I get it most evenings, if not every night
It sings in the air
And dances like candle light
Oh, when we play, we play, we play
Mama, from the floorboards up
Oh, when we dance, we dance, we dance
Papa, from the floorboards up
Oh, when we sway, we sway as one
From the floorboards up, from the floorboards up
I get a feeling from the walls and chairs
They tell me of the things that have always been there
And all that is not
Will have to come back to dust
Oh, when we play, we play, we play
Mama, from the floorboards up
Oh, when we dance, we dance, we dance
Papa, from the floorboards up
Oh, when we sway, we sway as one
From the floorboards up, from the floorboards up
I’ve got a feeling and I know it’s right
I get it most evenings, if not every night
It sings in the air
And dances like candle light
When we play, we play, we play
Mama, from the floorboards up
And when we dance, we dance, we dance
Daddy, from the floorboards up
Oh, when we sway, we sway as one
From the floorboards up, from the floorboards up
From the floorboards up
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Call it a calling if you like that touch
Call it what you will
I really don’t care too much
I’ve got a feeling and I know it’s right
I get it most evenings, if not every night
It sings in the air
And dances like candle light
Oh, when we play, we play, we play
Mama, from the floorboards up
Oh, when we dance, we dance, we dance
Papa, from the floorboards up
Oh, when we sway, we sway as one
From the floorboards up, from the floorboards up
I get a feeling from the walls and chairs
They tell me of the things that have always been there
And all that is not
Will have to come back to dust
Oh, when we play, we play, we play
Mama, from the floorboards up
Oh, when we dance, we dance, we dance
Papa, from the floorboards up
Oh, when we sway, we sway as one
From the floorboards up, from the floorboards up
I’ve got a feeling and I know it’s right
I get it most evenings, if not every night
It sings in the air
And dances like candle light
When we play, we play, we play
Mama, from the floorboards up
And when we dance, we dance, we dance
Daddy, from the floorboards up
Oh, when we sway, we sway as one
From the floorboards up, from the floorboards up
From the floorboards up
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Her And The Car And The Mobile Home
Well my wife and I were happy in our trailer
But she didn't dig my runnin' around all night
Well I warned you a couple of times about leavin'
Oh but you just laughed and took it kinda light
Well I should've paid attention to her warnin'
When she told me she'd leave if I didn't change
Cause when I come home about sunup this mornin'
Well I detected somethin' mighty strange
Her and the car and the mobile home are gone boys
I was takin' off while you was a carryin' on
Now things are really shot I came home to an empty lot
Yeah me and the car and the mobile home was gone
Yeas her and the car and the mobile home was gone
Well the neighbors all around me were a laughin'
And it made me feel about ten inches tall
Ha I knew you didn't think that I'd really leave you
Ah not to mention takin' home and all
Well talk about somebody be-wildered
I bet you didn't know what to do nor where to go
I found a little consolation in my wardrobe that you left scattered on the patio
Her and the car and the mobile home...
(Yeah they was gone with everything else
Except a few old western suits she'd left scattered there on the patio
And they had mud on 'em where she'd stomped around on 'em
Stepped on them Wagon wheels busted the spokes out
You know that real nice lavander suit one that she said I looked good in
Said I looked like Tom Jones that's it hangin' over in that tree
She took that piece of chalk wrote across the front of the coat
have a good time darling you know when you're hot you're hot)
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But she didn't dig my runnin' around all night
Well I warned you a couple of times about leavin'
Oh but you just laughed and took it kinda light
Well I should've paid attention to her warnin'
When she told me she'd leave if I didn't change
Cause when I come home about sunup this mornin'
Well I detected somethin' mighty strange
Her and the car and the mobile home are gone boys
I was takin' off while you was a carryin' on
Now things are really shot I came home to an empty lot
Yeah me and the car and the mobile home was gone
Yeas her and the car and the mobile home was gone
Well the neighbors all around me were a laughin'
And it made me feel about ten inches tall
Ha I knew you didn't think that I'd really leave you
Ah not to mention takin' home and all
Well talk about somebody be-wildered
I bet you didn't know what to do nor where to go
I found a little consolation in my wardrobe that you left scattered on the patio
Her and the car and the mobile home...
(Yeah they was gone with everything else
Except a few old western suits she'd left scattered there on the patio
And they had mud on 'em where she'd stomped around on 'em
Stepped on them Wagon wheels busted the spokes out
You know that real nice lavander suit one that she said I looked good in
Said I looked like Tom Jones that's it hangin' over in that tree
She took that piece of chalk wrote across the front of the coat
have a good time darling you know when you're hot you're hot)
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I Am the Mob
I put horses' heads in people's beds
'Cause I am the mob
When duty calls gonna bust some balls
'Cause I am the mob
Don't try and tell me it's not one for the money
Two for the money, three for the money
Am I your Easter bunny?
Come on
I try my level best, my best to please
But I'm gonna put a bullet between your knees
Baby come on, oh just tell them
Stop blowing the Don, put his kecks back on
'Cause I am the mob
Stop mucking around with a brand new sound
'Cause I am the mob
Don't try and tell me it's not one for the money
Two for the money, three for the money
Am I your Easter bunny?
Come on, oh baby, come on
I'll try my level best, my best to please
But I'm gonna put a bullet between your knees
Baby come on, just please tell them
That Luca Brasi, ah he sleeps with the fishes
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes, missus
Oh tell them, just tell them
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes, missus
Ah, Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
I am the mob
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'Cause I am the mob
When duty calls gonna bust some balls
'Cause I am the mob
Don't try and tell me it's not one for the money
Two for the money, three for the money
Am I your Easter bunny?
Come on
I try my level best, my best to please
But I'm gonna put a bullet between your knees
Baby come on, oh just tell them
Stop blowing the Don, put his kecks back on
'Cause I am the mob
Stop mucking around with a brand new sound
'Cause I am the mob
Don't try and tell me it's not one for the money
Two for the money, three for the money
Am I your Easter bunny?
Come on, oh baby, come on
I'll try my level best, my best to please
But I'm gonna put a bullet between your knees
Baby come on, just please tell them
That Luca Brasi, ah he sleeps with the fishes
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes, missus
Oh tell them, just tell them
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes, missus
Ah, Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
I am the mob
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Jam For the Ladies (Jason Nevins Remix) - Moby
I am alone but adored
By a hundred thousand more
Then I sin when you were the last -
And I have known love
Like a whore
From atleast ten thousand more
Then I swore when you were the last -
When you were the last high
Igh-igh-igh
You were awake
And I should've stayed
But wondered
I was only out for a day
Out for a day
It was Chicago for a moment and then
It was Paris and London for a few days
But I am alone but adored
By a hundred thousand more
Then I swore when you were the last-
When you were the last high
Igh-igh-igh
When you were the last high
Igh-igh-igh
I was the first to have spoken
And I said just about
All of the things you shouldn't say
So maybe you loved me but now
Maybe you dont
And maybe you'll call me
Maybe you wont
So I am alone but adored
By a hundred thousand more
Then I sin when you were the last -
And I have known love
Like a whore
From atleast ten thousand more
Then I swore when you were the last -
When you were the last high
Igh-igh-igh
And you were the last high
Igh-igh-igh
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James Bond Theme [Moby's Re-Version]
Now let it lift you, oh
One love will, one love will
One love can take you make you feel alive and whole
Why give it up? Why tear it up?
One love will, my love will
My love will make you feel alive enough to let go
Oh, the death row
Once again you feel like the brothers know
Once again, back is the incredible
The rhyme animal, the unforgettable D
Public enemy number one
Five-oh said, "Freeze" and I got numb
Can't I tell 'em that I really never had a gun
But the wax that the terminator X spun now
So soft, so alive
My dear, so good
So close, so real
This love
Woah love, wanna give it up
Let's turn it loose
Bond, James Bond
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One love will, one love will
One love can take you make you feel alive and whole
Why give it up? Why tear it up?
One love will, my love will
My love will make you feel alive enough to let go
Oh, the death row
Once again you feel like the brothers know
Once again, back is the incredible
The rhyme animal, the unforgettable D
Public enemy number one
Five-oh said, "Freeze" and I got numb
Can't I tell 'em that I really never had a gun
But the wax that the terminator X spun now
So soft, so alive
My dear, so good
So close, so real
This love
Woah love, wanna give it up
Let's turn it loose
Bond, James Bond
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Mobstability
[Liffy Stokes]
Nineteen ninety muthafuckin' eight
Mobsta elite's back up in this muthafuck 'em (Bitch)
And we airin' out all you playa hatin lame ass niggas
And we on this laid back track something smooth
Eh yo Mayz whatcha don' do kick it
[Mayz]
And ride on niggas get your high on
While we pump this shit to vibe on
The muthafuckin' mobsta elite'll leave you breathless
When we hit you like this
Early in the morning, hop into the Chevy Caprice
I'm hurtin', so I'm thinkin of ways to gettin' paid
Cheddar in a bundle, fifties and hundreds and G stacks
If I could just hit that big lick I could relax
And ease back off of thuggin' and stick to hustlin'
Concentrate on paper and let the shorties do the bustin'
While I motivate on power moves, you live be coward rules
Singing the blues while I pack shit that'll knock you out your shoes
'Cause I'm a fool playing the game of the streets
Claiming elites, making sure my family eats
We roll and it flees, bunkin' niggas out of their seats
While mobbin' on beats, soon niggas can't back down or retreat
Preventing mine, just doing petty crimes, I'm not petty or nice
Standin' in line, calmly waitin' on my time to shine
'Cause when I shine, I'ma glisten
As all the heads come up missing
I'ma slide in and assume the position
My mom's stick thick, who the killas and convicts
Bulletproof now, pistol holsters under the arm pits
Ready to go out in the blaze of glory
Standin' firm on the deck makin' the front-page story
[Chorus]
When your mobs' at your side and they're ready to ride, nigga
(Nigga, that's mobstability)
And when you go from movin' O's to keys for more cheese
(Fool, that's mobstability)
And when it's money over bitches 'cause you're stackin' your riches
(Playa, that's mobstability)
Gettin' your mind right for payin' for the year 2G
(Gotsta be mobstability)
[Liffy Stokes]
I heard a raw beat, somebody told me the funk did it
But if Trax didn't do it I can't fuck it
'Cause it's a family thang
You know Chi-Town's the motherland of the wild
The chain of mobsters and gangs
But we're the elite few that just can't be contained
Tippin' only the plane, determine it's about the game
Like a playa stays the same, ain't tryin' to act strange to change
'Cause the more paper you got, the more you got to slang
And there's more haters to bang 'cause they all want a piece
You got to be slick as grease 'cause they want the playas deceased
Restin' in peace
But my motto's simply too tight for you to threaten my life
With a knife, gun or mic
You don't really wanna fight so just swallow your pride
Before I come inside your crib and kidnap the shorty and bride
Every nigga alive wish he had a psycho status
Will your punks ready to ride so the bitches can come at us
In the city of thugs, police, politicians and drugs
If they ain't passin' the bubble, niggas carry a grudge, but no love
So I don't give a muthafuck if you killin' me
I'm pissin' out headshots, protestin' my mobstability
[Chorus]
[Twista]
If I'm not into nothing, I don't feel right
So I circle the block strapped
Watching the workers while they circle muthafuckas at night
They work to tippin' me 'cause dope fiends ain't wangers
These wanches are skanches, this ain't just how the cracks and hiatus
My crew react tamers than sweat hogs, to protect that (?) bomb
But no teflon, your flesh was tearin', for the love of this heron
I bare arms and I'm quick to snatch cards to those who react hard
Don't judge these, got you robbed, I'ma get more cheddar for my black mob
My legion is broke down into sections to run every regions
Slugs and thugs, rifles for rifles 'cause we walk every season
Having shootin' apartments, cars with hidden compartments for po-pos
Zip polos holding pistolos and mobstas know those
Sooner then booted, looted then zooted, (?) shoes so can I
Automatics but semi, then I, watches your midnight
'Cause I be handlin' my function when the nine-milliter get to jumpin'
Dumpin' on niggas who claimin' my muthafuckas ain't worth for nothin'
I'm bustin', how's game I peep when I was a shorty
Having big dreams on money, cars and bitches by the time I reach forty
Nation affiliation, dummy paper-chase and willin'
For pay probabilities only seen through mobtability, feelin' me
[Chorus]
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Nineteen ninety muthafuckin' eight
Mobsta elite's back up in this muthafuck 'em (Bitch)
And we airin' out all you playa hatin lame ass niggas
And we on this laid back track something smooth
Eh yo Mayz whatcha don' do kick it
[Mayz]
And ride on niggas get your high on
While we pump this shit to vibe on
The muthafuckin' mobsta elite'll leave you breathless
When we hit you like this
Early in the morning, hop into the Chevy Caprice
I'm hurtin', so I'm thinkin of ways to gettin' paid
Cheddar in a bundle, fifties and hundreds and G stacks
If I could just hit that big lick I could relax
And ease back off of thuggin' and stick to hustlin'
Concentrate on paper and let the shorties do the bustin'
While I motivate on power moves, you live be coward rules
Singing the blues while I pack shit that'll knock you out your shoes
'Cause I'm a fool playing the game of the streets
Claiming elites, making sure my family eats
We roll and it flees, bunkin' niggas out of their seats
While mobbin' on beats, soon niggas can't back down or retreat
Preventing mine, just doing petty crimes, I'm not petty or nice
Standin' in line, calmly waitin' on my time to shine
'Cause when I shine, I'ma glisten
As all the heads come up missing
I'ma slide in and assume the position
My mom's stick thick, who the killas and convicts
Bulletproof now, pistol holsters under the arm pits
Ready to go out in the blaze of glory
Standin' firm on the deck makin' the front-page story
[Chorus]
When your mobs' at your side and they're ready to ride, nigga
(Nigga, that's mobstability)
And when you go from movin' O's to keys for more cheese
(Fool, that's mobstability)
And when it's money over bitches 'cause you're stackin' your riches
(Playa, that's mobstability)
Gettin' your mind right for payin' for the year 2G
(Gotsta be mobstability)
[Liffy Stokes]
I heard a raw beat, somebody told me the funk did it
But if Trax didn't do it I can't fuck it
'Cause it's a family thang
You know Chi-Town's the motherland of the wild
The chain of mobsters and gangs
But we're the elite few that just can't be contained
Tippin' only the plane, determine it's about the game
Like a playa stays the same, ain't tryin' to act strange to change
'Cause the more paper you got, the more you got to slang
And there's more haters to bang 'cause they all want a piece
You got to be slick as grease 'cause they want the playas deceased
Restin' in peace
But my motto's simply too tight for you to threaten my life
With a knife, gun or mic
You don't really wanna fight so just swallow your pride
Before I come inside your crib and kidnap the shorty and bride
Every nigga alive wish he had a psycho status
Will your punks ready to ride so the bitches can come at us
In the city of thugs, police, politicians and drugs
If they ain't passin' the bubble, niggas carry a grudge, but no love
So I don't give a muthafuck if you killin' me
I'm pissin' out headshots, protestin' my mobstability
[Chorus]
[Twista]
If I'm not into nothing, I don't feel right
So I circle the block strapped
Watching the workers while they circle muthafuckas at night
They work to tippin' me 'cause dope fiends ain't wangers
These wanches are skanches, this ain't just how the cracks and hiatus
My crew react tamers than sweat hogs, to protect that (?) bomb
But no teflon, your flesh was tearin', for the love of this heron
I bare arms and I'm quick to snatch cards to those who react hard
Don't judge these, got you robbed, I'ma get more cheddar for my black mob
My legion is broke down into sections to run every regions
Slugs and thugs, rifles for rifles 'cause we walk every season
Having shootin' apartments, cars with hidden compartments for po-pos
Zip polos holding pistolos and mobstas know those
Sooner then booted, looted then zooted, (?) shoes so can I
Automatics but semi, then I, watches your midnight
'Cause I be handlin' my function when the nine-milliter get to jumpin'
Dumpin' on niggas who claimin' my muthafuckas ain't worth for nothin'
I'm bustin', how's game I peep when I was a shorty
Having big dreams on money, cars and bitches by the time I reach forty
Nation affiliation, dummy paper-chase and willin'
For pay probabilities only seen through mobtability, feelin' me
[Chorus]
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Rollin' Wit the Lench Mob
You can't fuck with the criminal, rapping over gangsta shit
First I load the clip and then I make the hit
I know some of y'all can't fade this
Lench Mob niggas are the craziest
So you and your boys are ass-out
When I'm rollin' in a seven-deuce glass house
The Mob ain't nothing but a menace
When we get the motherfucking dog in us
Playing them old beats
I'm pouring out some of my beer for my homies
Ready to peel your cap
You can't believe 'Faces of Death' on wax
Some say the Mob ain't positive
Man, fuck that shit 'cause I got to live
How I live and you could either give a fuck punk
Yo or get your ass bucked
Some rappers are Heaven-sent
But Self-Destruction don't pay the fucking rent
So you can either sell dope or get your ass a job
I'd rather roll it wit the Lench Mob
To be down with the Mob is simple
Mind your own, you want a spot find your own
And take mine if you're badder than the strong man
I do the right thing, I do the wrong thing
Do anything 'cause I ain't faking the scene
It's all about how much bacon you bring
And if you see something from the gat, I will stuff it
Yo, you ain't seen nothing
'Cause if you testify, you're living blind
'Cause in the city you live and let die
Rolling with the fools, One Time can't beat
On my knees in the street, interlock my hands and feet
He said, "I know you" I said, "You might
My name is Ice Cube, I did a song you didn't like"
So he soaked me up like Bounty
Had to do a week in the county
A piece of cake it was just like a party
'Cause in the county you know everybody
No, I didn't kill or steal or rob
Locked up for what 'cause I'm rollin' wit the Lench Mob
If you know a female that's rollin' with the Lench Mob
Watch your step 'cause the gat is kept
In the purse like my homegirl, Yoyo
You gotta be down and you can't be a hoe, no
'Cause if you are, I'll be the first one to bust you out
After my crew I'll be the first one to rush you out
Get the picture or bitch
You'll get the eighty-six
If she wanna try and mix
Business and pleasure make up your own mind
You gotta be a hoe on your own time
Don't sleep 'cause even on a solo creep
Yo the Mob is still deep
And we'll play ya just like a nit-wit
You thought you got with the crew you can't get with
So get the noose ready for the lynching
Now 235 is what I'm benching
But nowadays it's still not enough
I got something guaranteed to stop the bum rush
Give me the gat, step back and watch me do the job
Rolling with the motherfucking Lench Mob
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First I load the clip and then I make the hit
I know some of y'all can't fade this
Lench Mob niggas are the craziest
So you and your boys are ass-out
When I'm rollin' in a seven-deuce glass house
The Mob ain't nothing but a menace
When we get the motherfucking dog in us
Playing them old beats
I'm pouring out some of my beer for my homies
Ready to peel your cap
You can't believe 'Faces of Death' on wax
Some say the Mob ain't positive
Man, fuck that shit 'cause I got to live
How I live and you could either give a fuck punk
Yo or get your ass bucked
Some rappers are Heaven-sent
But Self-Destruction don't pay the fucking rent
So you can either sell dope or get your ass a job
I'd rather roll it wit the Lench Mob
To be down with the Mob is simple
Mind your own, you want a spot find your own
And take mine if you're badder than the strong man
I do the right thing, I do the wrong thing
Do anything 'cause I ain't faking the scene
It's all about how much bacon you bring
And if you see something from the gat, I will stuff it
Yo, you ain't seen nothing
'Cause if you testify, you're living blind
'Cause in the city you live and let die
Rolling with the fools, One Time can't beat
On my knees in the street, interlock my hands and feet
He said, "I know you" I said, "You might
My name is Ice Cube, I did a song you didn't like"
So he soaked me up like Bounty
Had to do a week in the county
A piece of cake it was just like a party
'Cause in the county you know everybody
No, I didn't kill or steal or rob
Locked up for what 'cause I'm rollin' wit the Lench Mob
If you know a female that's rollin' with the Lench Mob
Watch your step 'cause the gat is kept
In the purse like my homegirl, Yoyo
You gotta be down and you can't be a hoe, no
'Cause if you are, I'll be the first one to bust you out
After my crew I'll be the first one to rush you out
Get the picture or bitch
You'll get the eighty-six
If she wanna try and mix
Business and pleasure make up your own mind
You gotta be a hoe on your own time
Don't sleep 'cause even on a solo creep
Yo the Mob is still deep
And we'll play ya just like a nit-wit
You thought you got with the crew you can't get with
So get the noose ready for the lynching
Now 235 is what I'm benching
But nowadays it's still not enough
I got something guaranteed to stop the bum rush
Give me the gat, step back and watch me do the job
Rolling with the motherfucking Lench Mob
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Rollin' Wit The Lench Mob
You can't fuck with the criminal rapping over gangsta shit
First i load the clip and then i make the hit
I know some y'all can't fade this
Lench mob niggas are the craziest
So you and your boys are ass-out
When i'm rollin in a seven-deuce glass house
The mob ain't nothing but a menace
When we get the motherfucking dog in us
Playing them old beats
I'm pouring out some of my beer for my homies
Ready to peel your cap
You can't believe "faces of death" on wax
Some say the mob ain't positive
Man fuck that shit cause i gots to live
How i live and you could either give a fuck punk
Yo or get your ass bucked
Some rappers are heaven-sent
But self-destruction don't pay the fucking rent
So you can either sell dope or get your ass a job
I'd rather roll it wit the lench mob
To be down with the mob is simple
Mind your own you want a spot find your own
And take mine if you're badder than the strong man
I do the right thing i do the wrong thing
Do anything cause i ain't faking the scene
It's all about how much bacon you bring
And if you see something from the gat i will stuff it
Yo you ain't seen nothing
Cause if you testify you're living blind
Cause in the city you live and let die
Rolling with the fools one time can't beat
On my knees in the street interlock my hands and feet
He said "i know you" i said "you might
My name is ice cube i did a song you didn't like"
So he soaked me up like bounty
Had to do a week in the county
A piece of cake it was just like a party
Cause in the county you know everybody
No i didn't kill or steal or rob
Locked up for what cause i'm rollin wit the lench mob
If you know a female that's rollin with the lench mob
Watch your step cause the gat is kept
In the purse like my homegirl yo-yo
You gotta be down and you can't be a hoe no
Cause if you are i'll be the first one to bust you out
After my crew i'll be the first one to rush you out
Get the picture or bitch
You'll get the eighty-six
If she wanna try and mix
Business and pleasure make up your own mind
You gotta be a hoe on your own time
Don't sleep cause even on a solo creep
Yo the mob is still deep
And we'll play ya just like a nit-wit
You thought you got with the crew you can't get with
So get the noose ready for the lynching
Now 235 is what i'm benching
But nowadays it's still not enough
I got something guaranteed to stop the bum rush
Give me the gat, step back, and watch me do the job
Rolling with the motherfucking lench mob
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Stressed Out [Bjork's Married to the Mob Mix]
I really know how it feels to be stressed out, stressed out
When you’re face to face with your adversity
I really know how it feels to be stressed out, stressed out
We’re gonna make this thing work out eventually
Yo, I ain’t one to complain but there’s things in the game
(What’s your name?)
Consequence, I’m tight, burnt like flames
(And why’s that?)
American dreams, they got this ghetto kid in a fiend
Don’t stress that 'cause it’s not in your bloodstream
Your whole being comes from greatness, d’you remember
Shatan got you caught in the storms of December
And brothers on the block packin' nines like September
Crazy situations keeps pockets on slender
Yo, I be on the avenue where they be actin' brand new
I’m splurgin' on these Reebok joints for shorty boo
All of a sudden, I saw these two kids frontin'
Talkin' out they joints but they wasn’t sayin' nuttin'
My hand was on my toolie, they was actin' unruly
Say word, yo, word up, yo, I was tight caught up
But I swallowed my pride and let that nonsense ride
Because I’m positive, it seems that negative dies
Yo, we was at the dice game makin' these cats look silly
Flamin', steady, runnin' off at the Willie
I had my cash mixed, my rent due, with my play-dough
I gotta see some loot so all my girls I blow
Shook them shits in my palm let 'em hit the flo’
Kept my eyeballs scopin' for them pigs po-po
I got to go on the ave, see my parole by fo’
But I gotta steady freak these boys like Jo Jo
And I was doin it til I met Ike, Spike and Mike
One roll, they had my pockets thirstier than Sprite
Yo, I know the feelin' when you feelin' like a villain
You be havin' good thoughts but the evils be revealin'
And the stresses of life can take you off the right path
Jealousy and envy tends to infiltrate your staff
We gotta hold it down so we can move on past
All adversities, so we can get through fast like that
I really know how it feels to be stressed out, stressed out
When you’re face to face with your adversity
I really know how it feels to be stressed out, stressed out
We’re gonna make this thing work out eventually
You got the N.W.O., low cash flow
Your baby’s on the way and you don’t know who
And crosstown niggaz tryin' to bust at you
Aiyyo, they got me stressed out and you don’t know what to do
So frame this Kodak black and vision to my contact
With a poultry scrap, workers get pistol smacked
The switch hittin' Queens, niggaz liquid sword spittin'
With raw poppy and now your first love is krill
Your vision of the mil got crept like Hey Lover
Tried to rise to the top, you just couldn’t recover
And all I want is my laceration of the pie
to get this whip cream before the water runs dry
Niggaz flashdancin', yo, I don’t know why
You’re sick of snitchin', she got you cruisin' to the pokey like Smokey
The stress be tryin' to squeeze out a homey
While I be tryin' to get star status like Shinobi
So we can build a dynasty just like the Colby
And all I want is the world to know my steez
These money hungry niggaz is seven thirty
And got me stressed out like these frog MC’s
I really know how it feels to be stressed out, stressed out
When you’re face to face with your adversity
I really know how it feels to be stressed out, stressed out
We’re gonna make this thing work out eventually
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
We gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
We’re gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
We gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
We gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
I know we gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
We gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
We gonna make it
We gonna make it
Know we’re gonna make it
We gonna make it, gonna make it
We gonna make it, know we gonna make it
We gonna make it
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When you’re face to face with your adversity
I really know how it feels to be stressed out, stressed out
We’re gonna make this thing work out eventually
Yo, I ain’t one to complain but there’s things in the game
(What’s your name?)
Consequence, I’m tight, burnt like flames
(And why’s that?)
American dreams, they got this ghetto kid in a fiend
Don’t stress that 'cause it’s not in your bloodstream
Your whole being comes from greatness, d’you remember
Shatan got you caught in the storms of December
And brothers on the block packin' nines like September
Crazy situations keeps pockets on slender
Yo, I be on the avenue where they be actin' brand new
I’m splurgin' on these Reebok joints for shorty boo
All of a sudden, I saw these two kids frontin'
Talkin' out they joints but they wasn’t sayin' nuttin'
My hand was on my toolie, they was actin' unruly
Say word, yo, word up, yo, I was tight caught up
But I swallowed my pride and let that nonsense ride
Because I’m positive, it seems that negative dies
Yo, we was at the dice game makin' these cats look silly
Flamin', steady, runnin' off at the Willie
I had my cash mixed, my rent due, with my play-dough
I gotta see some loot so all my girls I blow
Shook them shits in my palm let 'em hit the flo’
Kept my eyeballs scopin' for them pigs po-po
I got to go on the ave, see my parole by fo’
But I gotta steady freak these boys like Jo Jo
And I was doin it til I met Ike, Spike and Mike
One roll, they had my pockets thirstier than Sprite
Yo, I know the feelin' when you feelin' like a villain
You be havin' good thoughts but the evils be revealin'
And the stresses of life can take you off the right path
Jealousy and envy tends to infiltrate your staff
We gotta hold it down so we can move on past
All adversities, so we can get through fast like that
I really know how it feels to be stressed out, stressed out
When you’re face to face with your adversity
I really know how it feels to be stressed out, stressed out
We’re gonna make this thing work out eventually
You got the N.W.O., low cash flow
Your baby’s on the way and you don’t know who
And crosstown niggaz tryin' to bust at you
Aiyyo, they got me stressed out and you don’t know what to do
So frame this Kodak black and vision to my contact
With a poultry scrap, workers get pistol smacked
The switch hittin' Queens, niggaz liquid sword spittin'
With raw poppy and now your first love is krill
Your vision of the mil got crept like Hey Lover
Tried to rise to the top, you just couldn’t recover
And all I want is my laceration of the pie
to get this whip cream before the water runs dry
Niggaz flashdancin', yo, I don’t know why
You’re sick of snitchin', she got you cruisin' to the pokey like Smokey
The stress be tryin' to squeeze out a homey
While I be tryin' to get star status like Shinobi
So we can build a dynasty just like the Colby
And all I want is the world to know my steez
These money hungry niggaz is seven thirty
And got me stressed out like these frog MC’s
I really know how it feels to be stressed out, stressed out
When you’re face to face with your adversity
I really know how it feels to be stressed out, stressed out
We’re gonna make this thing work out eventually
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
We gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
We’re gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
We gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
We gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
I know we gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
We gonna make it
Don’t worry, we gonna make it
We gonna make it
We gonna make it
Know we’re gonna make it
We gonna make it, gonna make it
We gonna make it, know we gonna make it
We gonna make it
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The Angry Mob
I can prove anything
I'll make you admit again and again
That I can prove anything
The way that it's read again and again
And it's only 'cos you came here with your brothers too
If you came here on your own you'd be dead
It's only 'cos you follow what the others do
It's no excuse to say you're easily lead
You could choose anything
You choose to lose again and again
And you could do anything
But why should you do anything again
And it's only 'cos you came here with your brothers too
If you came here on your own you'd be dead
You're winding yourself up until you're turning blue
Repeating everything that you read
So here we go with the letter
Well, can you fix it for me
Because we need entertainment
To keep us all off the streets
So tonight you'll sleep softly in your bed
You could try anything
And no one would know apart from you and me
And you could stop anything
It starts with just one and turns to two then three
It's only 'cos you came here with your brothers too
If you came here on your own you'd be dead
You raise a glass or two, you raise a fist or two
And get a shopping basket wrapped round your head
So here we go with the letter
Can you fix it for me
The twenty-four hour drinking
To keep us all off the streets
So tonight you'll sleep softly in your bed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
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I'll make you admit again and again
That I can prove anything
The way that it's read again and again
And it's only 'cos you came here with your brothers too
If you came here on your own you'd be dead
It's only 'cos you follow what the others do
It's no excuse to say you're easily lead
You could choose anything
You choose to lose again and again
And you could do anything
But why should you do anything again
And it's only 'cos you came here with your brothers too
If you came here on your own you'd be dead
You're winding yourself up until you're turning blue
Repeating everything that you read
So here we go with the letter
Well, can you fix it for me
Because we need entertainment
To keep us all off the streets
So tonight you'll sleep softly in your bed
You could try anything
And no one would know apart from you and me
And you could stop anything
It starts with just one and turns to two then three
It's only 'cos you came here with your brothers too
If you came here on your own you'd be dead
You raise a glass or two, you raise a fist or two
And get a shopping basket wrapped round your head
So here we go with the letter
Can you fix it for me
The twenty-four hour drinking
To keep us all off the streets
So tonight you'll sleep softly in your bed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday
We like who we like, we hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
We are the angry mob
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The Automobile of Life
Some people are just like an automobile
They’ll run fine when every thing is right
When the roads are all clear and the weather is fine
And there’s plenty of sunshine and light
But often they come to a wash out
And then get stuck and have to deture
Maybe a break in the casting will prove
They never were built to endure
Get plenty of water and plenty of oil
And the best gasoline you can find
Have the engine tuned up and look out for your breaks
You’ll have some hard places to climb
Look out for the tires for the blowouts will come
On a dangerous curve deep and neigh
But if you’ll let Jesus take hold of the wheel
You’ll make it to heaven on high
Some auto’s are painted and polished so bright
They sell for more than they are worth
And some people think their profession
Will do stop short of the bibles new birth
Just start up your engine and then
You can tell if the thing is hitting on six
For if you depend on the looks of the car
You’ll be in a terrible fix
Now all our profession’s of powder and paint
Though lovely upon the outside
Won’t answer to God for He looks on the heart
It matters not how hard we’ve tried
So if you are stuck in the quicksand of sin
And wondering and flowendering about
Just let God’s great engine of glory and grace
With a cable of love pull you out
Get plenty of water and plenty of oil
And the best gasoline you can find
Have the engine tuned up and look out for your breaks
You’ll have some hard places to climb
Look out for the tires for the blowouts will come
On a dangerous curve deep and neigh
But if you’ll let Jesus take hold of the wheel
You’ll make it to heaven on high
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They’ll run fine when every thing is right
When the roads are all clear and the weather is fine
And there’s plenty of sunshine and light
But often they come to a wash out
And then get stuck and have to deture
Maybe a break in the casting will prove
They never were built to endure
Get plenty of water and plenty of oil
And the best gasoline you can find
Have the engine tuned up and look out for your breaks
You’ll have some hard places to climb
Look out for the tires for the blowouts will come
On a dangerous curve deep and neigh
But if you’ll let Jesus take hold of the wheel
You’ll make it to heaven on high
Some auto’s are painted and polished so bright
They sell for more than they are worth
And some people think their profession
Will do stop short of the bibles new birth
Just start up your engine and then
You can tell if the thing is hitting on six
For if you depend on the looks of the car
You’ll be in a terrible fix
Now all our profession’s of powder and paint
Though lovely upon the outside
Won’t answer to God for He looks on the heart
It matters not how hard we’ve tried
So if you are stuck in the quicksand of sin
And wondering and flowendering about
Just let God’s great engine of glory and grace
With a cable of love pull you out
Get plenty of water and plenty of oil
And the best gasoline you can find
Have the engine tuned up and look out for your breaks
You’ll have some hard places to climb
Look out for the tires for the blowouts will come
On a dangerous curve deep and neigh
But if you’ll let Jesus take hold of the wheel
You’ll make it to heaven on high
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The Best of Queens (It's Us) [Feat. Mobb Deep]
Uh huh, yeah Cluminati, Q B, new Mobb Deep
For the year 2 G, best of Queens
Niggaz know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
If they don't hear, how they know? It's the DJ Clue
Nigga we don't play that shit and spray that clip
You frontin' ass nigga we slay that kid
We never drink champagne in the club we got the Henney up
We copped a Chevy truck jew bangs be heavy plus
We got the halls poppin'
We got the dance floor movin' back, when we start wylin'
Only when they play our shit, you reach for my chain
We gon' bang, we scuff niggaz, we cut niggaz
We slide wit da bitches
And hypnotized by the piece swingin' back
And forth from Queens niggaz
We thug ya party out lock down the bar section
We never check our coats 'cuz we got the toast
Think about it
M O B double D E double P Kidd, flee 'fore you bleed
And for y'all fagget ass rappin' ass niggaz
Y'all put out hits, we put out classics
We turn bitches out, take turns in that bitch mouth
Carve niggaz up, show niggaz what it's all about
It's us, the best of Queens, Q B Bailsey 40 D
We turn bitches out, take turns in that bitch mouth
Carve niggaz up, show niggaz what it's all about
It's us, the best of Queens, Rockaway, A Q get attitude
Niggaz gel on the strength talk shit when they bent
Mad can't pay they rent fuck 'em pardon my French
Misery love the company that I refuse to offer
Tryna put me in the mix of they petty drama
Down the dollar if you wanna be a top can't follow
Only reason they guh 'head I'm went a little harder
Four starters movin' too quick, to live a little large chicks
On my dick 'cuz I be the one that's comin'
Niggaz don't play they hands right, fuckin' wit they dealt wit
Leave without the heater's like four without the fifth
Eat a dick all you Jherri Curl niggaz follow the drip
Then, maybe you could find what my mac spit
Laugh at, half ass wanna be killers make ya gat blast
Then maybe I respect ya half ass
It's the streets that raised me, mah dudes just pray for me
I'm layin' for them, they layin' for me
We turn bitches out, take turns in that bitch mouth
Carve niggaz up, show niggaz what it's all about
It's us, the best of Queens, Lefrac, Hollis where y'all at
We turn bitches out, take turns in that bitch mouth
Carve niggaz up, show niggaz what it's all about
It's us, the best of Queens
Yeah yeah, I ain't rockin' witchu neither bitch
I'm a grimy ass rich nigga
Catch me bombed out wit the Rolls Royce
I might drive through a puddle and splash you, you trash is all
I give a hoe what she askin' for it be the Dom P, but not the bottle
I keep broads by the brothelos shape and mold 'em like waffles
Call 'em by the palm, get up in they ear like uhh
Make a dike wanna turn
Make a slut act, other than herself like she don't fuck
Like she don't be gettin' stabbed up, I tear that ass up
Then they wanna know if there's more where I came from
So I bring 'em to my dunns and spread love, 40th side, the vernon
We turn bitches out, take turns in that bitch mouth
Carve niggaz up, show niggaz what it's all about
It's us, the best of Queens, Lefrac, Hollis where y'all at
We turn bitches out, take turns in that bitch mouth
Carve niggaz up, show niggaz what it's all about
It's us, the best of Queens, Corona, South Side, Q. Village
My killaz [Incomprehensible]
My Q B niggaz, M O B B niggaz
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For the year 2 G, best of Queens
Niggaz know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
If they don't hear, how they know? It's the DJ Clue
Nigga we don't play that shit and spray that clip
You frontin' ass nigga we slay that kid
We never drink champagne in the club we got the Henney up
We copped a Chevy truck jew bangs be heavy plus
We got the halls poppin'
We got the dance floor movin' back, when we start wylin'
Only when they play our shit, you reach for my chain
We gon' bang, we scuff niggaz, we cut niggaz
We slide wit da bitches
And hypnotized by the piece swingin' back
And forth from Queens niggaz
We thug ya party out lock down the bar section
We never check our coats 'cuz we got the toast
Think about it
M O B double D E double P Kidd, flee 'fore you bleed
And for y'all fagget ass rappin' ass niggaz
Y'all put out hits, we put out classics
We turn bitches out, take turns in that bitch mouth
Carve niggaz up, show niggaz what it's all about
It's us, the best of Queens, Q B Bailsey 40 D
We turn bitches out, take turns in that bitch mouth
Carve niggaz up, show niggaz what it's all about
It's us, the best of Queens, Rockaway, A Q get attitude
Niggaz gel on the strength talk shit when they bent
Mad can't pay they rent fuck 'em pardon my French
Misery love the company that I refuse to offer
Tryna put me in the mix of they petty drama
Down the dollar if you wanna be a top can't follow
Only reason they guh 'head I'm went a little harder
Four starters movin' too quick, to live a little large chicks
On my dick 'cuz I be the one that's comin'
Niggaz don't play they hands right, fuckin' wit they dealt wit
Leave without the heater's like four without the fifth
Eat a dick all you Jherri Curl niggaz follow the drip
Then, maybe you could find what my mac spit
Laugh at, half ass wanna be killers make ya gat blast
Then maybe I respect ya half ass
It's the streets that raised me, mah dudes just pray for me
I'm layin' for them, they layin' for me
We turn bitches out, take turns in that bitch mouth
Carve niggaz up, show niggaz what it's all about
It's us, the best of Queens, Lefrac, Hollis where y'all at
We turn bitches out, take turns in that bitch mouth
Carve niggaz up, show niggaz what it's all about
It's us, the best of Queens
Yeah yeah, I ain't rockin' witchu neither bitch
I'm a grimy ass rich nigga
Catch me bombed out wit the Rolls Royce
I might drive through a puddle and splash you, you trash is all
I give a hoe what she askin' for it be the Dom P, but not the bottle
I keep broads by the brothelos shape and mold 'em like waffles
Call 'em by the palm, get up in they ear like uhh
Make a dike wanna turn
Make a slut act, other than herself like she don't fuck
Like she don't be gettin' stabbed up, I tear that ass up
Then they wanna know if there's more where I came from
So I bring 'em to my dunns and spread love, 40th side, the vernon
We turn bitches out, take turns in that bitch mouth
Carve niggaz up, show niggaz what it's all about
It's us, the best of Queens, Lefrac, Hollis where y'all at
We turn bitches out, take turns in that bitch mouth
Carve niggaz up, show niggaz what it's all about
It's us, the best of Queens, Corona, South Side, Q. Village
My killaz [Incomprehensible]
My Q B niggaz, M O B B niggaz
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The Boss Mobster
Blaaw!
Verse 1:
Nigga who you think you fuckin' with?
You ain't no killer i put slugs in niggas opposite leg to get my skrilla
Does a blackflip pull out my gat and blow your ass
Twenty paces nine millimeter slugs up in they faces
Ain't no nigga living alive that could vibe
And have me caught up in some bullshit i eat your ass up with the full clip
The giggidy giggidy giggidy gangster from the eastside of the bay
Ballin' outta the hooptie with the 50 clip a.k. blaaw!
Niggas don't wanna fuck with me
Infared was up in your eye when you rolled up to me
I have one bullet up in the chamber ready to put your ass to rest
You was strapped with a bullet proff vest and it still went through your chest
You fail to realize the size you fuckin' with a killer
Boss mobster known to be effective figure (x5)
Hook:
Don't cry when me bleed ya, lr nigga don't let me break you down (x3)
Verse 2:
Don't be fuckin' with my emotions playa
Cause a nigga will cut your balls off and feed 'em to you
I'd love to do you with this big ass tech to get motherfuckin' respect
Woo-ha put your ass in check
Leavin' you hoppin' down the street with half your ass hangin' up off your
Back
So hold your motherfuckin' nutsack i'm off the yack nigga
Put your dead homey up in my seat
Open up the door and throw his ass out on the concrete
See you can't fuck with a killer though
You catch me bailin' parlayin' but i have to blast at you nigga though
Keep it on your ass on the slundin' with the beenie
Keepin' you motherfuckers two dollars short of a martinee
I'm a straight soldier motherfuckin' player shotcaller boss baller
Poppin' muy fuckin' collar hopin' you niggas is feelin' me cause i'm born
To die
Catch me runnin' in handcuff don't ask me why
Hook:
Verse 3:
Circular game for murderers coke dealers and deez
Gotta get my uzi for niggas that got that love for me
Gotta pay my dues in this shit can't get the game for free
So at the age of 14 a motherfucker was slangin' d
And i've been gang related ever since i came out the womb of my mama
Readly for the motherfuckin' drama
Seen this cherokee they start shootin' this bike
Will see i hopped out of the hooptie to take they motherfuckin' life
Got to bustin' apon they ass with the 4-4 watchin' 'em flee
Harder to kill than your average motherfuckin' g
Suprise niggas i got you cocked up in sight
And im hopin' i got your punk ass won't be makin' home tonight
You cryin' homie that on the reala nigga you fail to realize the size
You fuckin' with a killer
Hook
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The Mob Rules
Close the city and tell the people that something's coming to call
Death and darkness are rushing forward to take a bite from the wall, oh
You've nothing to say
They're breaking away
If you listen to fools...
The Mob Rules
The Mob Rules
Kill the spirit and you'll be blinded, the end is always the same
Play with fire, you burn your fingers and lose your hold of the flame, oh
It's over, it's done
The end is begun
If you listen to fools...
The Mob Rules
You've nothing to say
Oh, They're breaking away
If you listen to fools...
Break the circle and stop the movement, the wheel is thrown to the ground
Just remember it might start rolling and take you right back around
You're all fools!
The Mob Rules!
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Death and darkness are rushing forward to take a bite from the wall, oh
You've nothing to say
They're breaking away
If you listen to fools...
The Mob Rules
The Mob Rules
Kill the spirit and you'll be blinded, the end is always the same
Play with fire, you burn your fingers and lose your hold of the flame, oh
It's over, it's done
The end is begun
If you listen to fools...
The Mob Rules
You've nothing to say
Oh, They're breaking away
If you listen to fools...
Break the circle and stop the movement, the wheel is thrown to the ground
Just remember it might start rolling and take you right back around
You're all fools!
The Mob Rules!
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The Mob Song
[Gaston:] The Beast will make off with your children.
[Mob:] {gasp}
[Gaston:] He'll come after them in the night.
[Belle:] No!
[Gaston:] We're not safe till his head is mounted on my wall! I
say we kill the Beast!
[Mob:] Kill him!
[Man I:] We're not safe until he's dead
[Man II:] He'll come stalking us at night
[Woman:] Set to sacrifice our children to his monstrous appetite
[Man III:] He'll wreak havoc on our village if we let him wander free
[Gaston:] So it's time to take some action, boys
It's time to follow me
Through the mist
Through the woods
Through the darkness and the shadows
It's a nightmare but it's one exciting ride
Say a prayer
Then we're there
At the drawbridge of a castle
And there's something truly terrible inside
It's a beast
He's got fangs
Razor sharp ones
Massive paws
Killer claws for the feast
Hear him roar
See him foam
But we're not coming home
'Til he's dead
Good and dead
Kill the Beast!
[Belle:] No! I won't let you do this!
[Gaston:] If you're not with us, you're against us!
Bring the old man!
[Maurice:] Get your hands off me!
[Gaston:] We can't have them running off to warn the creature.
[Belle:] Let us out!
[Gaston:] We'll rid the village of this Beast. Who's with me?
[Mob:] I am! I am! I am! )
Light your torch
Mount your horse
[Gaston:] Screw your courage to the sticking place
[Mob:] We're counting on Gaston to lead the way
Through a mist
Through a wood
Where within a haunted castle
Something's lurking that you don't see ev'ry day
It's a beast
One as tall as a mountain
We won't rest
'Til he's good and deceased
Sally forth
Tally ho
Grab your sword
Grab your bow
Praise the Lord and here we go!
[Gaston:] We'll lay siege to the castle and bring back his head!
[Belle:] I have to warn the Beast! This is all my fault! Oh, Papa,
what are we going to do?
[Maurice:] Now, now, we'll think of something.
[Mob:] We don't like
What we don't understand
In fact it scares us
And this monster is mysterious at least
Bring your guns
Bring your knives
Save your children and your wives
We'll save our village and our lives
We'll kill the Beast!
[Cogsworth:] I knew it! I knew it was foolish to get our hopes up.
[Lumiere:] Maybe it would have been better if she had never come at all.
Could it be?
[Mrs Potts:] Is it she?
[Lumiere:] Sacre Bleu! Invaders!
[Cogsworth:] Encroachers!
[Mrs Potts:] And they have the mirror!
[Cogsworth:] Warn the Master! If it's a fight they want, we'll be
ready for them! Who's with me?
[Gaston:] Take whatever booty you can find. But remember, the
Beast is mine!
[Objects:] Hearts ablaze
Banners high
We go marching into battle
Unafraid although the danger just increased
[Mob:] Raise the flag
Sing the song
Here we come, we're fifty strong
And fifty Frenchmen can't be wrong
Let's kill the Beast!
[Mrs Potts:] Pardon me, Master.
[Beast:] Leave me in peace.
[Mrs Potts:] But sir! The castle is under attack!
[Mob:] Kill the Beast!
Kill the Beast
[Lumiere:] This isn't working!
[Featherduster:] Oh Lumiere, we must do something!
[Lumiere:] Wait, I know! )
[Mob:] Kill the Beast!
Kill the Beast!
[Mrs Potts:] What shall we do, Master?
[Beast:] It doesn't matter now. Just let them come.
[Mob:] Kill the Beast!
Kill the Beast!
Kill the Beast!
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[Mob:] {gasp}
[Gaston:] He'll come after them in the night.
[Belle:] No!
[Gaston:] We're not safe till his head is mounted on my wall! I
say we kill the Beast!
[Mob:] Kill him!
[Man I:] We're not safe until he's dead
[Man II:] He'll come stalking us at night
[Woman:] Set to sacrifice our children to his monstrous appetite
[Man III:] He'll wreak havoc on our village if we let him wander free
[Gaston:] So it's time to take some action, boys
It's time to follow me
Through the mist
Through the woods
Through the darkness and the shadows
It's a nightmare but it's one exciting ride
Say a prayer
Then we're there
At the drawbridge of a castle
And there's something truly terrible inside
It's a beast
He's got fangs
Razor sharp ones
Massive paws
Killer claws for the feast
Hear him roar
See him foam
But we're not coming home
'Til he's dead
Good and dead
Kill the Beast!
[Belle:] No! I won't let you do this!
[Gaston:] If you're not with us, you're against us!
Bring the old man!
[Maurice:] Get your hands off me!
[Gaston:] We can't have them running off to warn the creature.
[Belle:] Let us out!
[Gaston:] We'll rid the village of this Beast. Who's with me?
[Mob:] I am! I am! I am! )
Light your torch
Mount your horse
[Gaston:] Screw your courage to the sticking place
[Mob:] We're counting on Gaston to lead the way
Through a mist
Through a wood
Where within a haunted castle
Something's lurking that you don't see ev'ry day
It's a beast
One as tall as a mountain
We won't rest
'Til he's good and deceased
Sally forth
Tally ho
Grab your sword
Grab your bow
Praise the Lord and here we go!
[Gaston:] We'll lay siege to the castle and bring back his head!
[Belle:] I have to warn the Beast! This is all my fault! Oh, Papa,
what are we going to do?
[Maurice:] Now, now, we'll think of something.
[Mob:] We don't like
What we don't understand
In fact it scares us
And this monster is mysterious at least
Bring your guns
Bring your knives
Save your children and your wives
We'll save our village and our lives
We'll kill the Beast!
[Cogsworth:] I knew it! I knew it was foolish to get our hopes up.
[Lumiere:] Maybe it would have been better if she had never come at all.
Could it be?
[Mrs Potts:] Is it she?
[Lumiere:] Sacre Bleu! Invaders!
[Cogsworth:] Encroachers!
[Mrs Potts:] And they have the mirror!
[Cogsworth:] Warn the Master! If it's a fight they want, we'll be
ready for them! Who's with me?
[Gaston:] Take whatever booty you can find. But remember, the
Beast is mine!
[Objects:] Hearts ablaze
Banners high
We go marching into battle
Unafraid although the danger just increased
[Mob:] Raise the flag
Sing the song
Here we come, we're fifty strong
And fifty Frenchmen can't be wrong
Let's kill the Beast!
[Mrs Potts:] Pardon me, Master.
[Beast:] Leave me in peace.
[Mrs Potts:] But sir! The castle is under attack!
[Mob:] Kill the Beast!
Kill the Beast
[Lumiere:] This isn't working!
[Featherduster:] Oh Lumiere, we must do something!
[Lumiere:] Wait, I know! )
[Mob:] Kill the Beast!
Kill the Beast!
[Mrs Potts:] What shall we do, Master?
[Beast:] It doesn't matter now. Just let them come.
[Mob:] Kill the Beast!
Kill the Beast!
Kill the Beast!
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The MOBY DICK Trilogy
[Based on Herman Melville's Novel "The White Whale" aka "Moby Dick"]
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The Roof [Mobb Deep Mix]
It wasn't raining yet
But it was definitely a little misty on
That warm November night
And my heart was pounding
My inner voice resounding
Begging me to turn away
But I just had to see your face
To feel alive
And then you casually walked in the room
And I was twisted in the web
Of my desire for you
And I was twisted
My apprehension blew away
I only wanted you
To taste my sadness
As you kissed me in the dark
Every time I feel the need
I envision you caressing me
And go back in time
To relieve the splendor of you and I
On the rooftop that rainy night
And so we finished the Moet and
Started feeling liberated
And I surrendered as you took me
In your arms
I was so caught up in the moment
I couldn't bear to let you go yet
So I threw caution to the wind
And started listening to my longing heart
And then you softly pressed your lips to mine
And feelings surfaced I'd suppressed
For such a long time
And I was lifted
And for a while I forgot
The sorrow and the pain
And melted with you as we stood
There in the rain
Every time I feel the need
I envision you caressing me
And go back in time
To relieve the splendor of you and I
On the rooftop that rainy night
Every time I feel the need
I envision you caressing me
And go back in time
To relieve the splendor of you and I
On the rooftop that rainy night
Last night I dreamed that I
Whispered the words I love you
And touched you so very
Subtly as we were kissing goodbye
Pretty baby
How I'm missing you
Yeah
Every time I feel the need
I envision you caressing me
And go back in time
To relive the splendor of you and I
On the rooftop that rainy night
Every time I feel the need
I envision you caressing me
And go back in time
To relieve the splendor of you and I
On the rooftop that rainy night
Every time I feel the need
I envision you caressing me
And go back in time
To relive the splendor of you and I
Every time I feel the need
I envision you caressing me
And go back in time
To relieve the splendor of you and I
On the rooftop that rainy night
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But it was definitely a little misty on
That warm November night
And my heart was pounding
My inner voice resounding
Begging me to turn away
But I just had to see your face
To feel alive
And then you casually walked in the room
And I was twisted in the web
Of my desire for you
And I was twisted
My apprehension blew away
I only wanted you
To taste my sadness
As you kissed me in the dark
Every time I feel the need
I envision you caressing me
And go back in time
To relieve the splendor of you and I
On the rooftop that rainy night
And so we finished the Moet and
Started feeling liberated
And I surrendered as you took me
In your arms
I was so caught up in the moment
I couldn't bear to let you go yet
So I threw caution to the wind
And started listening to my longing heart
And then you softly pressed your lips to mine
And feelings surfaced I'd suppressed
For such a long time
And I was lifted
And for a while I forgot
The sorrow and the pain
And melted with you as we stood
There in the rain
Every time I feel the need
I envision you caressing me
And go back in time
To relieve the splendor of you and I
On the rooftop that rainy night
Every time I feel the need
I envision you caressing me
And go back in time
To relieve the splendor of you and I
On the rooftop that rainy night
Last night I dreamed that I
Whispered the words I love you
And touched you so very
Subtly as we were kissing goodbye
Pretty baby
How I'm missing you
Yeah
Every time I feel the need
I envision you caressing me
And go back in time
To relive the splendor of you and I
On the rooftop that rainy night
Every time I feel the need
I envision you caressing me
And go back in time
To relieve the splendor of you and I
On the rooftop that rainy night
Every time I feel the need
I envision you caressing me
And go back in time
To relive the splendor of you and I
Every time I feel the need
I envision you caressing me
And go back in time
To relieve the splendor of you and I
On the rooftop that rainy night
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The U.S.S. Zydecoldsmobile
You can feel the horses under the hood
Through thick and thin pull us out of the wood
She's the smoothest ride, yeah, you'll ever feel
She's the Delta slide of automobiles
Double clutchin' on the backseat
I hear you, yeah, with your main squeeze
Playing triple row accordian fills
In the USS Zydecoldsmobile
Port of Call Opelousas
Port of Call Lawtell
Port of Call Frilot Cove
In the USS Zydecoldsmobile
Mardi Gras run block the road
Park the car and join the show
Get up on the trunk and dance at will
Aboard the USS Zydecoldsmobile
Port of Call Opelousas
Port of Call Lawtell
Port of Call Frilot Cove
In the USS Zydecoldsmobile
Yeah, Spirit moves through everyone
We have faith and we have fun
God bless the turning wheel
Of my USS Zydecoldsmobile
Port of Call Opelousas
Port of Call Lawtell
Port of Call Frilot Cove
In the USS Zydecoldsmobile
Come ride with me in my Zydecoldsmobile
Double clutchin' with me in my Zydecoldsmobile
Hip shakin' with me in my Zydecoldsmobile
Come ride with me in my Zydecoldsmobile
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Through thick and thin pull us out of the wood
She's the smoothest ride, yeah, you'll ever feel
She's the Delta slide of automobiles
Double clutchin' on the backseat
I hear you, yeah, with your main squeeze
Playing triple row accordian fills
In the USS Zydecoldsmobile
Port of Call Opelousas
Port of Call Lawtell
Port of Call Frilot Cove
In the USS Zydecoldsmobile
Mardi Gras run block the road
Park the car and join the show
Get up on the trunk and dance at will
Aboard the USS Zydecoldsmobile
Port of Call Opelousas
Port of Call Lawtell
Port of Call Frilot Cove
In the USS Zydecoldsmobile
Yeah, Spirit moves through everyone
We have faith and we have fun
God bless the turning wheel
Of my USS Zydecoldsmobile
Port of Call Opelousas
Port of Call Lawtell
Port of Call Frilot Cove
In the USS Zydecoldsmobile
Come ride with me in my Zydecoldsmobile
Double clutchin' with me in my Zydecoldsmobile
Hip shakin' with me in my Zydecoldsmobile
Come ride with me in my Zydecoldsmobile
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Tonight Romanticize The Automobile
Well
We kiss alone
In a parked car
At least I think so
There's a flashlight waving
Out somewhere
You can see it down the road
And the saddest part
Is that we mean so well
Don't want to hurt anything
Don't want to hurt
This fragile love we know
Because there is nothing left to hold
And we prayed that night
And you said to me
"Don't worry baby
The worst has come and the worst will go
And there's nothing we don't know"
I'll believe you then
But you know me
And I always think the worst
So be satisfied
And it's hard but I'll try
To not romanticize the automobile
So come with me then
By the lakeside
Smell the death there
Where a plane did fall
And a boat sunk too
You'll be terrified to know
That I fantasize
About a way to die
Nothing glorified
Someone falls asleep
On a late night road
Like a mercy for us both
I'll believe you then
But you know me
And I always think the worst
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Warm Embrace
[Liffy Stokes]
It's like I got the 4 4 cocked
On the block in it two door dropped
And my spot is keepin' but hot
The pussy ass cop throw some murder in the lot
My nigga got popped with a bullet that was meant for me
The adapt by T's and B's and the regencies
Fuck what the reason be I'ma start squeezin' these
Them niggas ain't G's they wanna be thugs
And it ain't shit these ain't no muthafuckin' slugs
The fools and plugged plus ain't no hoes over here
I done dropped more dead bodies than tears
Brought to life momma's worst fears
Pictures of a son dyin' from that hot ones flyin'
Baby mama's cryin' at the funeral
'Cause the magnum lit him like a black (?)
When I rolled out on his ass on the solo
I caught him up on mo-mo cookin' up co-co
I got to tip on the low-low
Bust it there like po-po takin' lives with the, oh no
It's a 4-4 many missles with a silent sub for the whistle
My favorite pistol
'Cause when I let that bitch ride
I know the homicide is being counted out, it's official
Niggas steady bumpin' guns, but don't want none
Because of these hot ones that explode on contact
A maniac just prepared to die in combat
Besides all that my 4-4 keeps my laced: Dawg he paid and safe
I can see the fear in your face as I reach my waist for this warm embrace
[Chorus]
I got plenty love for the 4-4
But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it go
Because a nigga straight lovin' your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-5
But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it ride
But still I bust 'cause I survive from your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the nine-mill
And when I pick it up, I don't really wanna kill
But still I bust because I'm needin' your warm embrace
All you muthafuckas better duck and hide
Before I let it ride, the sucka stepped aside
Still I bust because I'm lovin' your warm embrace
[Mayz]
I love the element of surprise when I'm taking these hoes lives
With my customized 4-5
Get enough ammunition to knock off you, your crew and some more guys
You muthafuckas better get wise
Make sure your first shot is sweet, tryin' to kill the elite
'Cause you ain't gettin' no more tries
Make the nigga's nubian mother weap, but fuck it
As long as I don't get whole cries
Put the beam between his eyes and make that bitch nigga so wise
No matter what the size of the warm embrace of my forty-five
Make sure that nigga crossed me dies
You don't wanna throw them thangs
When I cocked and aim (?) think in these few seconds time
But Mayz ain't new to the game
I use the spark when we start to light up this thunderin' crime
But niggas get bucked for dime and it's like you're a magnet for sin
(?) pretend to be your friend 'til they get close enough to your ends
To do you in, that shit puts me on ten
And make me wanna put the barrel of this solid fiend
Upon under that nigga's chin, plus he talkin' big shit about war
Like he don't know my stee, now mob's gon' win
But I dare one of you niggas to say my name
'Cause I put a fuckin' bullet into your closest skin
Just to get under your skin like a dirty syringe
Plus I know you can't win with a gun or a pin
So when you see Mayz come in the place you better say your grace
Before I fuck up your face like a can of mace
Before I get disgraced, I'ma catch a case
Maybe you hoes fear the wrath of my warm embrace
[Chorus]
[Twista]
Would you (..?..) of the team, for sure
Hold you ever so tightly, I love you nina and never wanna let you go
Miss millimeter's makin' the (?) muthafuckas gotsta be ruckus
When I get my clutches upon this hoe
Itchin' to let the barrel blow
Like a sparrow, how it flow, like an arrow (..?..)
Spit 'em up and swallow slow
I reload, clippin' your ass crack, you constantly blast back
Payback from flashback, some bitches know
Bust 'til I see the chrome from the intro
You was fucked from the phasin', deep with the cuts and abrasion
Erupts and amazin', nigga, my nina bucked
Fuck the gauge and enemies get (?) up from the blazin'
Fool you be burnin' them with your black ass
Murderous hips, hurtin' the grips, ride on personal list
Deposition die for servin' them six
Everyone of 'em with a hit but some are missin' of a jerk to the kick
'Cause I be working my bitch
Tryin' to pimp her but she a wild and a tame thang
Kick a static on when she gangbang, blast in the fullest moon
Niggas better pull it soon or else suffer hellafied bullet wounds
And even though I stay clubbed with some thugs, why call 'em stug
When it comes to (?) run about she draw my blood
Static under the bra 'cause everytime I take a hit at the bud
And give you a hug you gon' pop up a slug
Drinkin' remy on the block, gotta bust the glock
When the henny hit the chest, bustin' smith-n-wess
Fuck the discussion, I'm bustin' 'em all, clutchin' my balls
If I see I'll be laid to rest, let me hit the sex
Lose (?) but used to be a problem solver
But the nina made me a baller
Go strapped and take the place of the black nine
Leave 'em flat lines, feelin' fury, you was born to taste
From my warm embrace
[Chorus]
I got plenty love for the 4-4, 4-4, 4-4
Warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-5 (4-5), 4-5 (4-5), 4-5
Warm embrace
I got plenty love for the nine-mill (Nine-mill), nine-mill
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It's like I got the 4 4 cocked
On the block in it two door dropped
And my spot is keepin' but hot
The pussy ass cop throw some murder in the lot
My nigga got popped with a bullet that was meant for me
The adapt by T's and B's and the regencies
Fuck what the reason be I'ma start squeezin' these
Them niggas ain't G's they wanna be thugs
And it ain't shit these ain't no muthafuckin' slugs
The fools and plugged plus ain't no hoes over here
I done dropped more dead bodies than tears
Brought to life momma's worst fears
Pictures of a son dyin' from that hot ones flyin'
Baby mama's cryin' at the funeral
'Cause the magnum lit him like a black (?)
When I rolled out on his ass on the solo
I caught him up on mo-mo cookin' up co-co
I got to tip on the low-low
Bust it there like po-po takin' lives with the, oh no
It's a 4-4 many missles with a silent sub for the whistle
My favorite pistol
'Cause when I let that bitch ride
I know the homicide is being counted out, it's official
Niggas steady bumpin' guns, but don't want none
Because of these hot ones that explode on contact
A maniac just prepared to die in combat
Besides all that my 4-4 keeps my laced: Dawg he paid and safe
I can see the fear in your face as I reach my waist for this warm embrace
[Chorus]
I got plenty love for the 4-4
But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it go
Because a nigga straight lovin' your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-5
But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it ride
But still I bust 'cause I survive from your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the nine-mill
And when I pick it up, I don't really wanna kill
But still I bust because I'm needin' your warm embrace
All you muthafuckas better duck and hide
Before I let it ride, the sucka stepped aside
Still I bust because I'm lovin' your warm embrace
[Mayz]
I love the element of surprise when I'm taking these hoes lives
With my customized 4-5
Get enough ammunition to knock off you, your crew and some more guys
You muthafuckas better get wise
Make sure your first shot is sweet, tryin' to kill the elite
'Cause you ain't gettin' no more tries
Make the nigga's nubian mother weap, but fuck it
As long as I don't get whole cries
Put the beam between his eyes and make that bitch nigga so wise
No matter what the size of the warm embrace of my forty-five
Make sure that nigga crossed me dies
You don't wanna throw them thangs
When I cocked and aim (?) think in these few seconds time
But Mayz ain't new to the game
I use the spark when we start to light up this thunderin' crime
But niggas get bucked for dime and it's like you're a magnet for sin
(?) pretend to be your friend 'til they get close enough to your ends
To do you in, that shit puts me on ten
And make me wanna put the barrel of this solid fiend
Upon under that nigga's chin, plus he talkin' big shit about war
Like he don't know my stee, now mob's gon' win
But I dare one of you niggas to say my name
'Cause I put a fuckin' bullet into your closest skin
Just to get under your skin like a dirty syringe
Plus I know you can't win with a gun or a pin
So when you see Mayz come in the place you better say your grace
Before I fuck up your face like a can of mace
Before I get disgraced, I'ma catch a case
Maybe you hoes fear the wrath of my warm embrace
[Chorus]
[Twista]
Would you (..?..) of the team, for sure
Hold you ever so tightly, I love you nina and never wanna let you go
Miss millimeter's makin' the (?) muthafuckas gotsta be ruckus
When I get my clutches upon this hoe
Itchin' to let the barrel blow
Like a sparrow, how it flow, like an arrow (..?..)
Spit 'em up and swallow slow
I reload, clippin' your ass crack, you constantly blast back
Payback from flashback, some bitches know
Bust 'til I see the chrome from the intro
You was fucked from the phasin', deep with the cuts and abrasion
Erupts and amazin', nigga, my nina bucked
Fuck the gauge and enemies get (?) up from the blazin'
Fool you be burnin' them with your black ass
Murderous hips, hurtin' the grips, ride on personal list
Deposition die for servin' them six
Everyone of 'em with a hit but some are missin' of a jerk to the kick
'Cause I be working my bitch
Tryin' to pimp her but she a wild and a tame thang
Kick a static on when she gangbang, blast in the fullest moon
Niggas better pull it soon or else suffer hellafied bullet wounds
And even though I stay clubbed with some thugs, why call 'em stug
When it comes to (?) run about she draw my blood
Static under the bra 'cause everytime I take a hit at the bud
And give you a hug you gon' pop up a slug
Drinkin' remy on the block, gotta bust the glock
When the henny hit the chest, bustin' smith-n-wess
Fuck the discussion, I'm bustin' 'em all, clutchin' my balls
If I see I'll be laid to rest, let me hit the sex
Lose (?) but used to be a problem solver
But the nina made me a baller
Go strapped and take the place of the black nine
Leave 'em flat lines, feelin' fury, you was born to taste
From my warm embrace
[Chorus]
I got plenty love for the 4-4, 4-4, 4-4
Warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-5 (4-5), 4-5 (4-5), 4-5
Warm embrace
I got plenty love for the nine-mill (Nine-mill), nine-mill
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