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Jill Johnson – The Whiskey’s Working Lyrics

JILL JOHNSON
The Whiskey’s Working Lyrics

Music & Lyrics: Jill Johnson/Liz Rose/Lisa Carver
Album: A Woman Can Change Her Mind

I can’t remember your number
I couldn’t spell your name
If I had a gun to my head right now
I couldn’t picture your face
The whiskey’s working

If I could drive to your front door
I couldn’t find the key
The one you hid from everyone
in the world but me

I think the whiskey’s working
I think it’s found its mark
the last piece of me that could feel a thing
just gave up in the dark
drink past the hurting
I guess the whiskey’s working

My hands ain’t shaking
and my eyes are closed
and I’m less thirsty for you
with every sip of this liquid gold
I guess the whiskey’s working

I’m gonna drink till the morning
I’ll just let it pour
think I’ll love you little less
If I drink a little more
If I drink a little more

I think the whiskey’s working
I think it’s found its mark
If I’m lucky I’ll forget you baby
before I drown my heart
get past the hurting and pray it’s working
guess the whiskey’s working
I’m not certain anymore
I think the whiskey’s working

Pushing Me Away Lyrics – Linkin Park

[Chester Bennington:]
I’ve lied to you
The same way that I always do
This is the last smile
That I’ll fake for the sake of being with you

[Mike Shinoda (Chester Bennington):]
(Everything falls apart
Even the people who never frown
Eventually break down)
The sacrifice of hiding in a lie
(Everything has to end
You’ll soon find we’re out of time left
To watch it all unwind)
The sacrifice is never knowing

[Chester Bennington:]
Why I never walked away
Why I played myself this way
Now I see your testing me pushes me away
Why I never walked away
Why I played myself this way
Now I see your testing me pushes me away

I’ve tried like you
To do everything you wanted to
This is the last time
I’ll take the blame for the sake of being with you

[Chester Bennington (Mike Shinoda):]
(Everything falls apart
Even the people who never frown
Eventually break down)
The sacrifice of hiding in a lie
(Everything has to end
You’ll soon find we’re out of time left
To watch it all unwind)
The sacrifice is never knowing

[Chester Bennington:]
Why I never walked away
Why I played myself this way
Now I see your testing me pushes me away
Why I never walked away
Why I played myself this way
Now I see your testing me pushes me away

What are you on – Roy Woods lyrics

Lyrics Roy Woods – What are you on

Oh, what are you on?
When you get with us
What should I know?
When you get up.

Oh, what are you on?
What are you on?
What are you on?
What are you
Oh girl, what are you on? (x4)

Smoke blunts, rather pop one to get off
VVS make your lady dance from afar
Roll it fast ’cause marijuana is my cologne
Lil’ baby come and smoke with me
He ain’t no friend of me
Bad bitches still the only girls that can be friends with me
F**k you good, pass you to the left, to your enemy (to your enemy)
What you want? Money and Patrón versuri-lyrics.info
Before you get it free I’d rather tell you what to tell
They know this isn’t me but s**t happens when you get older
Niggas didn’t think I’d make it far when I told them
Out there in the woods lookin’ for peace out with my soldiers
Everybody lookin’ at me like I get help.

I know what I meant for my nigga, I’m respected
My life is for my people, they been movin’ reckless
Trap, job, plat’ niggas workin’ restless
All you want is my money but do you respect it?
I know what I meant for my nigga, I’m respected
My life is for my people, they been movin’ reckless
Trap, job, plat’ niggas workin’ restless
What you want is my money but do you respect it?

What are you on? (s*x, money, woods, alcohol)
What are you on?
What are you on?
What are you
Oh girl, what are you on? (s*x, money, drugs, alcohol) (x4)

I worked for everything I got
You don’t know how to treat a boss
My fake girl stay within the thots
Lightning bolt didn’t kill her this time
I know she like my style
Ain’t no asking why, two cups at a time
‘Bout to multiply
I have been on more than one, two, three, four, five
Get high.

I know what I meant for my nigga, I’m respected
My life is for my people, they been movin’ reckless
Trap, job, plat’ niggas workin’ restless
All you want is my money but do you respect it?
I know what I meant for my nigga, I’m respected
My life is for my people, they been movin’ reckless
Trap, job, plat’ niggas workin’ restless
All you want is my money but do you respect it?

Coke, xans, molly, grams
Coke, xans, molly, grams
Coke, xans, molly
What you want?
Coke, xans, molly, grams
Coke, xans, molly
What you want?
Coke, xans, molly, grams
Coke, xansss.
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Scarface – Hand Of The Dead Body Lyrics

SCARFACE
Hand Of The Dead Body Lyrics

(feat. Ice Cube)
-In world news today, officials agree that rapper Brad Jordan alias
Scarface must be stopped
-After being monitored by secret service agents for two years
-Evidence leads Tobacco and Fire Arms officials to believe that his
literally dope lyrics promote drug usage and distribution
-Degrade women, influence gambling, promote and teach violence and more
importantly
-Its influencing our minors and destroying our young community
-Officials say, he’s the lord of underground rap and his music must be
stopped

[Scarface:]

We got this whole motherf**ker on a mission
Now the whole entire world’s gotta try to come up with a quick decision
They claim we threats to society
And now they callin on the government to try and make somebody quiet
For the bullshit they done to me
Gangsta Nip, Spice 1 or 2Pac never gave a gun to me
So gangsta rap ain’t done shit for that
I’ve even seen white folks from River Oaks go get the gat
So why you tryin kick some dust up
America’s been always known for blaiming us niggas for they f**k-ups
And we were always considered evil
Now they tryin to bust our only code of communicating with our people
Lets peep the game from a different angle
Matt Dillon pulled his pistol every time him and someone tangled
So why you criticize me
For the shit that you see on your tv
That rates worse than PG
Just bring your ass to where they got me
So you can feel the hand of the dead body

[Chorus:Repeat 2x]
Nigga don’t believe that song
That nigga’s wrong
Gangstas don’t live that long

So now they tryin seperation
And sendin black folks in white coats to infiltrate our congregation
Tappin into our conversation
Saying the message that they give
Bring forth or premeditation
So David’s got a silver mag
While listenin to Brad, David gets mad and kills his dad
David Duke’s got a shotgun
So why you get upset cause I got one
A tisket a tasket
A nigga got his ass kicked
Shot in the face by a cop, close casket
An open and sgut situation
Cop gets got, the wanna blame it on my occupation
If you don’t dig me, than nigga you can sue me
Because the shit that I be sayin ain’t worse than no western movie
Don’t blame me blame your man Gotti
So you can feel the hand of the dead body

[Chorus:]

[Ice Cube:]

You best to free your mine
Before I free my nine
And stop f**kin with the void in pop
Or feel my hot rocks
Bang,bang, boom boom, ping ping I’m the black
White boys gat a magazine and don’t kow how to act
I’ll attack and make you vomit
Down with Kahlid Abdul Muhammad
Do he got a brother, I’m it now
I’m the illest
Wanna kill this house nigga Don Cornelius
Can you feel this?
You punk niggas make me sick
Suckin on the devil’s dick
Scared of revolution
Need to start deuchin
Houston is the place
I caught a case
Them motherf**kers tried to put a scar on my face
But i bust two times to the gut
To the Reverend Calvin Butts
Gotta pair of nuts?
I started this gangsta shit in 86
Now you dissin me
For publicity
Isn’t he a hoe to the third degree
Who me
I’m a g who like to scrap-a-lot
Down with Rap-A-Lot
And I can’t stop, won’t stop
So f**k Bill and Hillary
Ice Cube their ain’t no killin me
Ice Cube, Scarface
Droppin on these sellin out niggas, doing it like this

[Chorus:]

Roy Woods – Whole Lot Remix Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah nigga issa knife and all know what I’m sayin?
Yeah nigga I hit ya wife and all know what I’m sayin?

[Hook: Roy Wood$]
Don’t ask if I’m good if greatness is around me
Can’t listen to one song and say that you found me
I step on and kill every bug that’s around me (just like an ant)
My circle is small like the kid that [?] me, yeah yeah
Momma a trooper, she always beside me, yeah yeah
Always see shooters and dope boys beside me, yeah yeah
So you know where to find me
My yute a wisely, don’t pree can’t size me

[Verse 1]
Water is on me, you call me Poseidon
You gon’ tell me when to dive in
Condo, mansion dining
I need my pussy like ooo
? as long as it’s private
You fuck with my niggas don’t hide it
I handle business in private
Let me put you on to my shit
21, fuckin on ya daughter
Bank can’t handle my deposits
Each day money gettin longer
Mean ting lookin too gorgeous
Ya need visine I can’t find her
I got her in my palm like ?
I ain’t talkin ?
Said I’d call back but I don’t call her
Said I’d text back but I don’t bother
I’ma swing when ?
Shawty gimme clean head she the barber
Nellyville swag but I feel like ASAP got Raf Simmons on my legs
Bitch don’t touch my Raf
Bitch don’t touch my Raf
Nellyville swag but I feel like ASAP got Raf Simmons on my legs
Bitch don’t touch my Raf
Bitch don’t touch my Raf (okay)

[Hook]
Don’t ask if I’m good if greatness is around me
Can’t listen to one song and say that you found me
I step on and kill every bug that’s around me (just like an ant)
My circle is small like the kid that [?] me, yeah yeah
Momma a trooper, she always beside me, yeah yeah
Always see shooters and dope boys beside me, yeah yeah
So you know where to find me
My yute a wisely, don’t pree can’t size me

[Verse 2]
Got a whole lotta cash
Whole lotta plates
Whole lotta niggas put a nigga in his place
Whole lotta sorrow, but I got blessings so I can’t feel what ya feel say rest ting
Whole lotta problems, with ya intentions, can’t read my next move if you’re dyslexic
Whole lotta brands
Whole lotta Gucci, now these niggas rockin Louie like I ain’t used to
A whole lotta cash
Whole lotta dawgs, separate myself from the world, with the gods
Whole lotta snakes, whole lotta greats and I still know who keep it real to my face
And a whole lotta ?, a whole lotta questions, a whole lotta reasons they feel suspension
A whole lotta niggas, whole lotta bitches, 2017 they wanna switch the position
Niggas turn ?, I’ma grown man I don’t play with my girl
She love my hair dreads a Jheri curl
Show no face ?

[Hook]
Don’t ask if I’m good if greatness is around me
Can’t listen to one song and say that you found me (you don’t know)
I step on and kill every bug that’s around me
My circle is small like the kid that [?] meeee
Momma a trooper, she always beside meeee
Always see shooters and dope boys beside meeee
You know where to find me
My yute a wisely, don’t pree can’t size me