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2 CHAINZ
Door Swangin Lyrics

I wouldn’t even…
I wouldn’t even be here without that mothaf**kin’ door
We doing numbers, holmes

5540, we doing numbers, holmes
You can look that shit up, you can research that shit

Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging

No doorbell, we had the cameras included
No hibachi, all we had is some tuna fish
Moved up a level, then I stepped up my grind
Got to the top, ain’t nobody around
When I look down, all I see is some sucka shit
And I’ma run shit, I put that on my bucket list
Adidas streetball, all the foreigns with the straps
Before the dreadlocks, I had the cornrows to the back
Used to sit on a broke down Camaro with packs
Told her, “Turn around,” even though she had his name tatted
That’s the way that it was, had a way with the girls
Had a felony before you knew what a felony was
You was taking the shots, you was feeling the buzz
Got so much in the stash spot, I could fill up a bus
Got gorillas with us, got chinchillas with us
No pretenders with us, got the winners with us, yeah

Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging

Somebody watching the front door
Yeah I went to college and sold dope
Sold narcotics, a boat load
And all us felons and can’t vote
Yeah I’m from the cut, I’m cutthroat
All up in the crowd, Frank Lucas fur coat
Yeah, sipping muddy like a mothaf**kin’ Merlot
Under the influence, I stayed on the first floor, first floor
Wait, first 48, hard to see my face, diamonds in the way
This is MMA, I just beat the case
In and out the nail salon, she got her nails polished
Turn up in tennis shoes, turn up in red bottoms
Turn up in red bottoms, turn up, turn up in red bottoms
She turn up in red bottoms, yeah what?
A nigga a hustler, now the feds got him
You bring the rubber bands, I bring the money counter

Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging

SONS OF THE PIONEERS
The Shifting Whispering Sands Lyrics

Listen to the age old story of the
Shifting, Whispering Sands

Yes it always whispers to me
Of the days of long ago
When the settlers and the miners
Fought the crafty Navajo

How the cattle roamed the valley
Happy people worked the land
And now everything is covered
By The Shifting, Whispering Sands

How miner left his buckboard
Went to work his claim that day

And the burros broke their halters
When they thought he’d gone to stay

How they found the aged miner
Lying dead upon the sand
After months they could but wonder
If he died by human hands?

So they dug his grave and laid him
On his back and crossed his hands
And his secret still is hidden
By the Shifting, Whispering Sands

This is what they whispered to me
On that quiet desert air
Of the people and the cattle
And that miner lying there

If you want to learn their secret
Wander through this quiet land

And I’m sure you’ll hear the story
Of the Shifting, Whispering Sands

Shifting, Whispering Sands

KHALID
Young Dumb & Broke Lyrics

So you’re still thinking of me
Just like I know you should
I cannot give you everything

you know I wish I could
I’m so high at the moment
I’m so caught up in this
Yeah we’re just young dumb & broke
But we still got love to give
While we’re young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb broke high school kids
(yah da da da da ya ye)
(da da da da da da da duh duh)
(ya duh duh da duh ya ya duh)
Young dumb broke high school kids
We have so much in common
We argue all the time
You always say I’m wrong
I’m pretty sure I’m right
What’s fun about commitment
We have our life to live
Yeah we’re just young dumb & broke
But we still got love to give
While we’re young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb broke high school kids
(yah da da da da ya ye)
(da da da da da da da duh duh)
(ya duh duh da duh ya ya duh)
Young dumb broke high school kids
Throw everything
Leave it all in the name of love, love
Do it all in the name of fun, fun
I’m so high at the moment
I’m so caught up in this
Yeah we’re just young dumb & broke
But we still got love to give
While we’re young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb broke high school kids
(yah da da da da ya ye)
(da da da da da da da duh duh)
(ya duh duh da duh ya ya duh)
Young dumb broke high school kids
(yah da da da da ya ye)
(da da da da da da da duh duh)
(ya duh duh da duh ya ya duh)
Young dumb broke high school kids
(end)

2 LIVE CREW
Check It Out Y’all Lyrics

[Mr. Mixx]
Check it out y’all
Ch-ch-check it out y’all
2 – 2 Live Crew
2 Li – 2 Li – 2 Li – 2 Live Crew
Fresh – Fresh – Fresh Kid Ice
Tre – Treach Dee Jay
Bro – Brother Marquis
Bus – Bust a rhyme

Verse 1: Brother Marquis
Extra extra, hear all the bad news
About the wacky-wack MCs and the ones like you
Because I’ve done everything that you have tried
And I’ve been accepted where you’ve been denied
I’m the M-A-R, the Q-U-I-S
Here to run down a rhyme at your request
I’m the New York born, who’s sharp as a thorn
I came here tonight just to get it on
So listen up close and listen up well
Cause the Brother Marquis has a story to tell
This is a story about an MC
Who got real brave and challenged me
He thought that he was bad, he thought he was tough
Until I, what, until I called his bluff
And as the battle began, his rhymes got weaker
You couldn’t even hear his voice come out the speaker
And as he started to get ignored
The party people turned and walked off the floor
They did not applaud and they did not cheer
And homeboys just said “Get the f**k outta here”
So as I cracked a smile and started to laugh
I could see the sucka duck muthaf**ka gettin mad
He had a frown on his face, he was hotter than fire
He wasn’t competition but just a little biter
So, as he turned and walked away
With his head to the ground and nothing to say
Cause he was busted, disgusted, and couldn’t be trusted
He tried to battle me and found self-DESTRUCTION

[Mr. Mixx]
2 Live Crew
2 Li – 2 Li – 2 Li – 2 Live Crew
Bus – Bust a rhyme
Bus – Bust a rhyme
Bus – Bust a rhyme
Fresh – Fresh Kid Ice

Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice
I’ve been rhymin and designin, and always tryin
Our beats are always strong, and never dyin
The lyrics I recite, I say with power
So step aside or get devoured
I won’t say I’m sorry cause I don’t want glory
Gonna stimulate this party, so don’t you worry
Bustin all fresh rhymes, don’t need to diss
Cause I’m known at parties as a catalyst
Gonna make you all dance, keep ya body in motion
Cause anything I do, I get an ovation
The compliments I get never cease to end
Cause I say what I want and I never bend
To any silly shit that you got to say
But to hear me rap, ya gotta pay
Cause you heard it before and it ain’t no lie
That 2 Live music will never die!

[Mr. Mixx]
Check it out y’all
Ch-ch-check it-ch-check it-check it out y’all
Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y’all
Check it out y’all
Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y’all
2 – 2 Live Crew
2 Li – 2 Li – 2 Li – 2 Live Crew
Bus – Bust a rhyme
Bro – Brother Marquis
Bro – Brother Marquis
Bust a rhyme
Bus – Bust a rhyme

Verse 3: Brother Marquis
I met this girl named Kisha, the daughter of a preacher
I met her in school and we did it on the bleachers
The kids were in gym as I went for a swim
I rocked her so good until she wanted it again
That was jet-set, so soft and wet
Now Kisha’s on my tip, and that you can bet
Until one day I got caught in the act
With my girl named Melissa from a few days back
Kisha done called me up and asked me to explain
She said I played with her heart like it was a game
She said “Why?” I couldn’t deny
She said “Don’t lie” then she started to cry
But Kisha was YEARNIN to be DE-VIRGINED
She told her father, and he preached her a SERMON

[Mr. Mixx]
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check-check it out y’all
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check it out y’all
Check it – check it out
Check it – check it – check it out y’all
Bus – Bust a rhyme
Fre – Fresh Kid Ice
Bus – Bust a rhyme

Verse 4: Fresh Kid Ice
My name is Kid Ice, Gemini is my sign
>From the time I started rappin, your title was mine
I started in the West, brought back to the East
Got ?about? my man Luke who unleashed the beast
In me, for oh so long, I was put down
Forced by others to listen to their sound
Til the time has come as I proclaim to you
All you sucka duck rappers, your era is through
You call yourselves kings, that is only a dream
You need style and ability to make a team
So ya better come hard, and come correct
Cause every weak rhyme ya bring, I will reject
So go back home and learn to write
But don’t come back til ya say it right
So while you’re still there lookin stupid in the face
Ya better get lost with ya pat-pat bass

[Mr. Mixx]
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check it out y’all
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check it out y’all
Check it – check it out
Check it – check it out
Check it – check it – check it out – check it out
Check it – check it out y’all
Tre – Treach Dee Jay
Check it out y’all
Tre – Treach Dee Jay
Check it – check it – check it out
Tre – Treach Dee Jay
Tre – Treach Dee Jay
Treach Dee Jay
Check it out – check it out y’all

*scratching*
{aw yeah!} x7

DEAD WEATHER
Die By The Drop Lyrics

Let’s dig a hole in the sand, brother
A little grave we can fill together
I got myself a problem
That I been looking to sell

Some people die just a little
(Some people die just a little)
Sometimes you die by the drop
(Sometimes you die by the drop)
Some people die in the middle
(Some people die in the middle)
I live just fine on the top

I’m gonna take you for worse or better
I’m gonna make you for worse or better
I’m gonna take you for worse or better
To my little grave

I never said we was equal
(I never said we was equal)
I never wished to be saved
(I never wished to be saved)
If I’m a problem then preach on
(If I’m a problem preach on)
Let’s dig a little grave

I’m gonna take you for worse or better
I’m gonna make you for worse or better
I’m gonna take you for worse or better
To my little grave

Let’s dig a hole in the sand, brother
Starve off the land for worse or better
Get right down to the bottom
If one goes I’ll do the other

Some people die just a little
(Some people die just a little)
Sometimes you die by the drop
(Sometimes you die by the drop)
Some people die in the middle
(Some people die in the middle)
I live just fine on the top

I’m gonna take you for worse or better
I’m gonna make you for worse or better
I’m gonna take you for worse or better
To my little grave

I’m gonna take you for worse or better
(To my little grave)
I’m gonna make you for worse or better
(To my little grave)
I’m gonna take you for worse or better
(I’m gonna take you for worse or better)
For worse or better
To my little grave