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MAC
Genocide Lyrics

[master p]
Well, it’s like this player.
You know, it’s either we all strapped.
Cause if we ain’t somebody goin die.
We roll on this side and they roll on our side.
It’s like a never ending game.
And whoever left, that’s who wins.
So check it out player.

[mac]
Everybody’s going trigger happy, wanting to blast
I remember we used to play ball and cut class
Now my niggas sport bulletproofs, clutching their gat
We all headed for hell, my grandmama told me that
Even now I’m going shell shocked, wanting to shoot
I was a little cool nigga to tell you the truth
They put the gats in the ghetto, them rotten motherf**kers
Wanted us to get frusterated and kill one another
Now we all beefing and it won’t stop till we all sleeping
Everybody’s got to die but why we point the finger at the white man
Nigga it’s us killing us late at night man
So now I ask my god, is this the way of the world or just the hood niggas
My auntie said, mac what happend to the good niggas
Am I a fool cause my heart be true
And I give a f**k about you and you
But they don’t hear me

[ms. peaches]
When them niggas ride on you
You turn around and ride on me
Tell me what you gonna do, it’s genocide
When them niggas ride on you
You turn around and ride on me
Tell me what you gonna do, it’s genocide

[mac]
Flowers in the soap saying I felt pain
Through the eyes of the youth I envision your gain
My nigga eric was young when he was caught up in the drama
Them niggas took his life right in front his baby mama
Was that God or the devil, that shit is so deep
It’s hard to dig it with a shovel, now we on that other level
That’s the tale of the ghetto, never change with the name
It’s a constant war, nobody wins, everybody pains
Everywhere they hating
They got me sporting camoflauge when I’m misled, preparing on the armageddon
And everybody to blame for the supplies
To the vibes, little kids they caught up in the crossfires
Is this the way of the world or just the hood niggas
My auntie said, mac what happend to the good niggas
Am I a fool cause my heart be true
And I gave a f**k about you and you
But they don’t hear me

[ms. peaches]
When them niggas ride on you
You turn around and ride on me
Tell me what you gonna do, it’s genocide
When them niggas ride on you
You turn around and ride on me
Tell me what you gonna do, it’s genocide

MATTHEW KOMA
Kisses Back Lyrics

I want my kisses back from you
I’m takin’ all my kisses back from you
And every breath you held on to

I’m takin’ all my kisses back from you
Give me the hello’s and goodbyes
And pack up every morning and goodnight
I want the sunrises and moons
I’m takin’ all my kisses back
I want my kisses back from you

I want my kisses back, I want my kisses back
I want my kisses back from you
Kisses back, I want my kisses back
I want my kisses back, I want my kisses back from you
I want my kisses back, I want my kisses back
I want my kisses back from you
Kisses back, I want my kisses back
I’m takin’ all my kisses back
I want my kisses back from you

So this is what goodbyes are said for
But I don’t even know you no mores
Well, you crawl on your begging knees
“Oh, don’t hate me, don’t hate me, please”
You want me to forgive, forget you
As easy as these lips impress you
And undress what you said was mine
No more lying, no

I want my kisses back from you
I’m takin’ all my kisses back from you
And every breath you held on to
I’m takin’ all my kisses back from you
Give me the hello’s and goodbyes
And pack up every morning and goodnight
I want the sunrises and moons
I’m takin’ all my kisses back
I want my kisses back from you

Kisses back, I want my kisses back
I want my kisses back, I want my kisses back from you
Kisses back, I want my kisses back
I want my kisses back, I want my kisses back from you
I want my kisses back, I want my kisses back
I want my kisses back from you
Kisses back, I want my kisses back
I want my kisses back, I want my kisses back from you

All the sweeter nothing’s I said
Way your legs would cross me in bed
Motion pictures you took of us
Lost the color, your cheeks were blush
Our future is a memory at best
Don’t bother trying to reach or connect
Like the shade of your lipstick font
You were put on

Now, I want my kisses back from you
I’m takin’ all my kisses back from you
And every breath you held on to
I’m takin’ all my kisses back from you
Give me the hello’s and goodbyes
And pack up every morning and goodnight
I want the sunrises and moons
I’m takin’ all my kisses back
I want my kisses back from you

I want my kisses back, I want my kisses back
I want my kisses back from you
Kisses back, I want my kisses back
I want my kisses back, I want my kisses back from you
I want my kisses back, I want my kisses back
I want my kisses back from you
Kisses back, I want my kisses back
I’m takin’ all my kisses back
I want my kisses back from you

Turn down the radio, turn down the radio
Lets let this silence tell us where to go
Listen with heart and soul, listen heart and soul
Like I should have done so many years ago

Oh oh what a feeling
I’m alive and wild and
About to fly through the ceiling
To another world to another world

I live in a stereo, live in a stereo
Now that I journey with an open soul
And all of the letting go, all of the letting go
Is necessary for my healing heart to grow

Every son and every daughter’s
Growing cheeba in their locker
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme
It’s the herb that we must see yeah,
Everybody’s smoking cheeba
And there’s nothing I can do
Like Correcto, cheeba too
Everybody’s smoking cheeba
Everybody, everybody yell (Yeah!)

Get that Summer? Get that Ashlyn?
It’s their secret cheeba obsession
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme
Mommy, daddy, sister too,
Wonder what Correcto can do

It’s no wonder we can’t pass
??? In that English class
Everybody’s smoking cheeba
Everybody, everybody now

See that Bonnie with that cheeba stick
She thinks that, it’s her boyfriend Rick
Friday night and there’s nothing to do
Gotta get that white Correcto too (Yeah!)

Get that Summer? Get that Ashlyn?
It’s their secret cheeba obsession
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme
Mommy, daddy, sister too,
Wonder what Correcto can do

And there’s nothing I can do
Like Correcto, cheeba too
Everybody’s smoking cheeba
Everybody, everybody yell

Letra Mc Ml – Quem eu sou

DJ Soltou
E a novinha se envolveu
Com “nóis” colou
Bebeu tequila, se perdeu
Ficou louca
Beijou minha boca
Meus lábios mordeu.(quem eu sou)

Gritou bem alto
Para as colegas
O seu amor sou eu
Versuri-lyrics.info
O seu amor sou eu.

Quem eu sou?
Eu sou o homem
Que ontem te ..
Você sentou gostoso
E gemeu
Se apaixonou por mim
Não deu, aí não deuuu.
Mc Ml letras
Video sou