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1. _ Millionaire Blues
I woke up this morning, my jacuzzi wouldn't work
Then the butler quit on me, man, can you believe it? jerk!
Must have been my artistic temperament he couldn't take
How come nobody wants to give me a break?
I've got the blues right down, mean and low
I'm as low as the heels of my alligator shoes
You should know how it feels to have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues
Well, i found one of my bathrooms and i made it to the sink
I called one of my managers up and i poured myself a drink.
Oh, i swear i'd kill that little weasel if i could
I checked myself in the mirror - my hair was looking good, but
I had the blues right there, mean and mean and mean and low
As low as the heels on my alligator shoes
You should know how it feels to have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues
Get down!
Well, so much for breakfast, i couldn't face lunch
I thought i'd raise my spirits with a little champagne brunch.
I take the lamborghini, the flunkie parks the car
Can you believe it, man, this other monkey won't let me in the bar!
I said, i said, "don't you know who i am, man?" and he says, "no."
No! can you believe it?
I'm as low as the heels of these alligator shoes
You should know how it feels to have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues, to have these millionaire blues,
Millionaire blues
Bad, bad!
That's bad! yeah
So hard,
It's hard sometimes for a boy
Ah, i like that
That's good
Get down!
You're making a very big mistake, man
Oh yeah
You'll never work in this town again!
All right
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2. _ Last Exit To Brooklyn
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3. _ Stop Being Greedy
[dmx]
Uh-huh, uh-huh (x4)
[hook]
Y'all been eatin long enough now stop bein greedy
Just keep it real partner give to the needy
Grips is touchy, so don't make me wait
Fuck around and i'm go'a bite you and snatch the plate
[dmx]
I could flip that flow, i could stick that hoe
I could get that dough, you know i'm with that yo
And the thing about the shit i came through, i haven't seen
But when it gets dark, it's like a nigga's havin dreams
All nightmares, the light dares to desert me
Got me like everybody wants to hurt me
Paranoid, so i strike out at what ever
The closest thing to me is gonna get it
But, never will i, can i think death is wrong
So i'ma keep holdin on til, what's left is gone
You could put that on my nigga boone
These other rap cats will give a nigga room
But if it ccalls for me to force my way in the door
Headhuntin mother fuckers, stay on the floor
4-4, that's what i get sick wit rrrrrrr
Four more, now all this is liquid rrrrrr
[hook x2]
[dmx]
I thank the lord everyday that i'm blessed with a gift
I'm the best, so, unless you wanna rest with the stiff
Don't touch that, uh-uh, leave it alone
When you walk pass the dog house leave it a bone
Dogs bite, dogs fight, dogs knife
Scratch, shake, and hold all night
So when you hear the arf arf, start runnin
Cause when you hear the arf arf, i'm comin
But i don't like drama so i say to myself,
"keep focus with this rap shit and pray for the wealth
I want the money and give me the honeys with big asses
The most expensive champagne you got in big glasses"
I'm broke so i'ma bash his head wide open
Beggin me to stop but at least he died hopin
Didn't get his wish, and now he's a dish with a cat
Two glowin red eyes, everything else is black
[hook x2]
[dmx]
When the sun is up the gun is up on the shelf
And all the runners up are thankin me for their help
Hopin that they not around when it gets dark outside
Sun's goin down you hear the bark outside
Locks off the cage, gauge, with the buck shots, faggot
You've been lucky all day thats when your luck stops
One drops, and another and another
Gun pops, go into you and your mother
When does it all end, i found a friend in a dog
Cause fuckin wit these cats will send a friend to the morgue
Many questions, no answers, just stress
Try to hold my head and remember that i'm blessed
If you curse and it gets worse as time goes by
Can't see straight cause i'm so high, why ask why when you know
Nigga when its your time to go, you go
[hook x4]
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4. _ Badges, Posters, Stickers, T-shirts
Me and my mate we think you're great
Some we like and some we hate
I know him i've seen him on the adverts
Got any badges posters stickers or t-shirts
You were bloody great last time you come
I thought me 'ead was stuck in the bass drum
Bloody loud, me bloody head hurts
Got any badges posters stickers and t-shirts
So how'd you get a start in show biz
My mate's as good on the drums as he is
My mate thinks i'm bloody cracked
Please sign my jacket on the back
All them badges made of plastic
I think they're great, just fantastic
I'm unemployed, he's still at school
He gets annoyed 'cause i'm such a fool
You don't half sweat a lot up there
Have you got showers in here?
You're bloody great, my bloody head hurts
Got any badges posters stickers and t-shirts
Yeah, me and my mate like ac-dc
Hot & sweaty, loud & greasy
My mom says we're a pair of perverts
Got any badges posters stickers and t-shirts
C'mon mister
We hitch-hiked here in pouring rain
Now we've missed the frigging train.
Hey! can i have one of them lagers?
Thanks very much, mate. can 'e have one?
A-one, a-two, a-one two three four...
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5. _ I Think I Love You Too Much
I'm not alone sitting right there
How come i get the feeling you'd vanish into the air
I love you more than anybody else, babe
Can't you tell i'm an easy touch.
Baby, baby, i think i love you too much
If i picked you up, oh you'd slip right away
If i locked you up, you'd find a way to make me pay.
You're gonna hurt me more than anybody else babe
Can't you tell i'm an easy touch
Baby, baby, i think i love you too much.
Bridge:
Guess i'm gonna get you what you want
Cuz i'm so into you
You don't even give an inch to me baby
Though i've been giving you a mile or two
Bridge
Verse 1
Baby, baby, i think i love you too much (repeat)
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6. _ If I Had You
Oo-ooo if i had you, yeah the things that i could do
Honey, if i had you
Now i could sing like an angel, fly just like a bird
Sing you the best love song you ever heard.
I could be a poet like mohammed ali,
Float like a butterfly, sting just like a, just like a bee.
Mmm, ooo, if i had you, ahhh the things that i could do
If i had you.
Now i'd go get your name tattooed on my chest,
Well it'd just say 'my baby, my baby, she's the best.'
I could be your superman, you could be my lois lane
I could be a tarzan, you could be my sweet jane - if you wanted to.
Mmm if i had you, ah the things that i could do
If i had you.
Yeah one more time...
Ooo if i had, only had you, yeah the things that i could do,
Oh boy
Only if i had you.
So come on dance with me baby, don't let me go.
Yeah dance with me baby, don't let me go.
Baby don't let me, don't let me
Don't let me go, oh no...
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7. _ Kingdom Come
I tell you what!
They don't mess with me, i'm a wild man, son
I got me my very own anti tank gun
I got a jack rabbit with it, guess he was a mean one
Yeah, i've always been a sportsman
Now, there wasn't much left when i got to him
Them big old shells didn't just go through him
Just lumps of fur and that was it
Guess you could say he sure took a hit, alright
Yeah, you want to see my fire power, see my collection
Cause that's my thing, man, perfection
Now i'm talking power in the barrel of a gun
I'll blow anything i want to kingdom come
Ba ba boom
Ba ba ba ba bomb
And i'll blow anything i want
To kingdom come
Yeah, all you got to do is sqeeze on the trigger
And a little bitty human get a whole lot bigger
Cause there's a time for talking and a time to shoot them down
And this mama-jama [?] don't pussy foot around, alright
Yeah, let them laugh, let them say we're strange
Me and my buddies on the rifle range
But you won't be laughing when it hits the fan
You're going to want to be a survivor, man
Yeah, you got to see my fire power, see my collection
Cause that's my thing, man, perfection
Now, i'm talking power in the barrel of a gun
I'll blow anything i want to kingdom come
Ba ba boom
Ba ba ba ba bomb
And i'll blow anything i want
To kingdom come
Ba ba ba ba boom
I say we ought to drop the bomb
Yes, and i'll blow anything i want
To kingdom come.
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8. _ Niggaz Done Started Something
[sheek]
Yo, ayo let's get papers and pop mo' with holes up in skyscrapers
In condiminiums, overlooking our drug capers
New york city, know only way to play is gritty
I want cheddar, so we can front up in the 850
My whole commity like to puff l's and look jiggy
Who wan' test this? my semi leave you chestless
And ain't shit that you can say to me when you be breathless
Young, but i done did shit that you won't do
So go ahead wit the bullshit you blab about goin through
I got niggaz who pump on yo' block and in yo' spot
Who sit next to you? protectin you?
But they'll murder you, playa
Don status, nigga we gettin chipsesis
And bad bitchsesis, frontin, frontin in eclipsesis
[mase]
Ayo, mase and the lox
We takin knots from the out of state spots
Any nigga make it hot, get found in vacant lot
You don't really wanna come try, the one guy
Who stay dumb high from blunt lye
The rack of sing-sing alumni
Who got more beef than a islamic farm
So i pack enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs
It's not a nigga in your gang want it
My ak slay gays, spray strays wit niggaz names on it
Often i bug, then we'll soften a thug
Have a chump coughin blood, fill his coffin with slugs
Yo, you know i got enough guns to wreck a nation
Any nigga wave a tec at mase, and, have a explanation
You bring your crew and em and i'm doin em
Then i'm beatin em down with aluminum
Then i'm puttin two in em
You can't touch me, i've been double sent, wanted for embezzlement
A lot of other things, but that's irrelavent
Chorus(x2):
[styles]
If you love the money, then prepare to die for it
[dmx]
Niggaz done started somethin
[styles]
You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it
[dmx]
Niggaz done started somethin
[jadakiss]
Yo, check out the kid that get coke like sosa
Never turned down chocha, be in the costa
Rica, sippin margaritas wit a mami
Cleanin my tommy, showin love to my army
Whenever the lox find rippy blocks, we kill em
Yeah i hear niggaz, but i still don't feel em
And this for the listeners, and prisoners
And them jealous rap cats that prefer dissin us
My 16's be so real, you can feel em in your vain
Like ramello's pops from sugarhill
J be the cause for the kiss at your wake
Cartel lips, spittin clips at your face
We started from the bottom
You'll see bad niggaz pardon, whatever
We can do it at the garden
Word life, this shit is real big
I'm makin niggaz blow trial even if they not guilty
[styles]
I want a palace for my thugs, wit oriental rugs
Green bags from drugs, get wacked for the love
Twenty niggaz batter me, still couldn't shatter me
I'm only gettin up, splittin up your anatomy
Official lock family, grants niggaz handin me
I want the finer things, and i hope you understandin me
Sittin at the table, plannin and plug the fan in
Let the sweat dry off and then grab your cannon
Think you smartest, and retaliate the hardest, regardless
If you a thug or a rap artist, respect me like pesci
And if rap was hockey, i be gretzky, puffin nestle
Any ya niggaz done started somethin
Actin invincible like you god or somethin
If you god, then i'ma makes a lot til you rot
And if you a playa, then play for everything you got
And if you a thug, then start bustin off shots
And if you a dog, you better bite before you bark
Chorus
[dmx]
Don't came at me wit no bullshit, use caution
Cause when i wet shit, i dead shit, like abortions
For bigger portions, of extortion then racketeering
Got niggaz fearin, fuck whatchu heard, this whatchu hearin
How much darker must it get, how much harder must it hit
See if your hardest niggaz flip, when i start a bunch of shit
I like pussy, but not up in my face, so gimme three feet
Cause when we creep, no more than three deep, niggaz see sheep
Bloodhounds found your shit buried in the mud
Following traces of gun powder, residue and blood
A positive id is impossible, so you know
John doe is what they gon' be puttin on that tag on yo' toe
Now who gon tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the morgue
Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs
Son of a hard headed nigga that wouldn't listen
So you got whatchu came for
[sheek]
What's that?
[dmx]
Surgery wit the chainsaw grrrrr, i hit the fuckin streets
Cause like i said before ain't nothin goin down until i eat
Mu'fuckers think it's all about impressin bitches and stressin bitches
Well, i'm testin bitches game, adressin bitches, and caressin bitches
And dealin wit mu'fuckers on all levels
What i'm dealin wit is all devils, fuckin with snakes
Runnin wit niggaz you call rebels
I got an army of 730 niggaz, dirty niggaz
That come through and worry niggaz
30 niggaz that like to bury niggaz
And scary niggaz get it all the time
Cause what they got is all of mine
Your man was talkin shit until i pulled the nine
And if i don't know you, i don't fuck witchu
And if you wit my man, then he gettin stuck witchu
And gave it the money
Cause i just lost my mind when he crossed the line
Sent his back through his chest
Then i tossed the nine, boss of crime
Black gotti, i stack bodies wit the black shotty
Bitch-ass niggaz who act snotty
Get it
These niggaz is for real
These niggaz ain't playin
This ain't no fuckin game
You think we playin?
Ruff ryders
Grrrrrr
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