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Geordie – Gabry Ponte Testo della canzone

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Geordie – Gabry Ponte

{Male voice}
Impiccherano Geordie con una corda d'oro
Un privilegio raro
Rubò sei cervi del parco del re
Vendendoli per denaro...

{Female voice}
Impiccherano Geordie con una corda d'oro
È un privilegio raro
Rubò sei cervi del parco del re
Vendendoli per denaro...

Cosà lo impiccherano con una corda d'oro
È un privilegio raro
Rubò sei cervi del parco del re
Vendendoli per denaro...

Ah, ah, ah...

{Male voice}
Impiccherano Geordie con una corda d'oro
È un privilegio raro
Rubò sei cervi del parco del re
Vendendoli per denaro...

{Female voice}
Impiccherano Geordie con una corda d'oro
È un privilegio raro
Rubò sei cervi del parco del re
Vendendoli per denaro...

Cosà lo impiccherano con una corda d'oro
È un privilegio raro
Rubò sei cervi del parco del re
Vendendoli per denaro...

Ah, ah, ah...

{Both voices}
Cosà lo impiccherano con una corda d'oro
È un privilegio raro
Rubò sei cervi del parco del re
Vendendoli per denaro...

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George – Eterea Testo della canzone

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George – Eterea


La festa mi ha sfinita ? la mattina
Mi stringo nelle spalle
Intingo il bucaneve nel caffè no
Non ci penso più a te mmh

A te che mi dicevi
Vieni qua,vieni qua,vieni qua ? tachirdia
Se mi avessero detto che
Se mi avessero detto che

Questo Natale l'avrei passato così
In solitudine ad aspettare un tuo si
Si torna qui mi scaldavi,abbracciandomi tu
Mentre George no

No non canta più
No non canta più
Mentre George no no(x2)

Non è la stessa cosa
Addobbare questa casa
Candele alla cannella
Mi scaldano l'anima

Regalare le bugie non vale
Lo sai che ci sto male
Perchè ce l'ho con te
Si con te,si con te
Ce l'ho con te
E tac-tac-tac,tachirdia
Se mi avessero detto che
Se mi avessero detto che

Questo Natale l'avrei passato così
In solitudine ad aspettare un tuo si
Si torna qui mi scaldavi,abbracciandomi tu
Mentre George no

No non canta più
No non canta più
Mentre George no no(x2)

In aggiornamento...

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George Best – L.E.D. Feat PVTRA – Testo della canzone

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George Best – L.E.D. Feat PVTRA

Sono tornato a casa qui al Pigneto in metro
Pensavo a quanto è triste Roma vista da un vetro
Pensavo a quante sere siamo stati in zona
A far volare i sogni con la birra vuota
Le sigarette accese per farla salire
C'è chi fa il militare e chi vuole partire
Pensavo a quanto è triste vederti da sola
A quanto è triste se devi dirmi qualcosa

Non dirmi queste cose non parlare più
Tu mi hai gridato basta io non ti amo più
Io ti ho detto va bene basta che ti levi
Che non è più così bello nemmeno vederti
Che non è più la stessa fontana di Trevi
Che non è più la stessa la voglia che avevi
Forse non ha più senso nemmeno che vieni
Forse non ha più senso nemmeno sederci

Io non voglio morire come Michael Jackson
Voglio andare fuori strada niente ha più un senso
E passo la dogana con tre tipe appresso
Ho smesso per venti minuti come George Best(x2)

E sono tipo quattro giorni che mi sento meglio
E trecentosessantuno che ritorna in peggio
La morte sta chiamando ma io non la sento
Voglio morire sbronzo dentro quell'albergo
E c'hai presente quando il cuore non lo senti(non lo senti)
E c'hai presente quelle camel blu da venti(blu da venti)
Che te le compri quasi sempre e poi le spegni
Perché fumi per piacere e resti attenta su quei momenti
Resti bella pure mentre scazzi
Pure quando poi ti incazzi
E dici vale so cose da pazzi(da pazzi)
Perché stare male qua poi sembra un po' più bello
E ne fumo un'altra e recco con mio fratello

Tu sei piccola piccola come un filtro
Voglio pagarti in un mese due anni d'affitto
E voglio stare coi miei
E non pensare più a lei
Come faccio a fumare tu sei il mio filtro

Io non voglio morire come Michael Jackson
Voglio andare fuori strada niente ha piu senso
E passo la dogana con tre tipe appresso
Ho smesso per venti minuti come George Best

Io non voglio morire come Michael Jackson
Voglio andare fuori strada niente ha più un senso
E passo la dogana con tre tipe appresso
Ho smesso per venti minuti come George Best
George Best
George Best
George Best

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George Bush – Nick Cannon Testo della canzone

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George Bush – Nick Cannon

[Speak:]
My Fellow America, Good Evening. Tonight I Would Like To Finally Talk About, An Urgent Issue, Thats Been Near And Dear To My Heart Strings. Some Time Ago, Kanye West, Said That I Hate Black People. Nothing Could Be Farthest From The Truth. But Kanye, If Ya Want Beef, Ya Got Beef! Bring It In!

[Speak, Beat Comes On:]
I Heard Yous Was Talkin Shit Boy!
I Hear Everything!
I Could Make Ya Disappear!
Hahahahaha!
Your Beatin 'round The Wrong Bush.
Read My Lips, Ill Kill You.

[Rap:]
You Don't Want It From The President, Hell Naw Kanye.
You Don't Want It From The President, Watch Me Spit My Flows.
Its George Dub [Yea], And I'm Runnin Shit.
Kanye West Don't Know Who He Fuckin With. (Me!)
Run Up On Your Block Havin Your Crew Get To Duckin Quick.
Shit About To Blow Up Keep My Finger On The Button Bitch!
You Gotta Problem, Do Somethin Then.
No Bloodz No Cripz, Its The Fuckin Republicans!

[Speakin:]
Katrina Wasn't My Fault. I Didn't Even Know There Were Black Folks In New Orleans.
West Wing!

[Rap:]
You Don't Want It From The President, Hell Naw Kanye.
You Don't Want It From The President, Hell Naw Kanye.
You Don't Want It From The President, Mothafucka Stay Away!
Kanye We Don't Play, Kanye We Don't Play, Kanye We Don't Play.
Little West You Don't Really Want Beef,
Your A Whack Rapper, I'm Commander In Chief!
Say I Don't Like Blacks But No One Believes Ya,
Cause Everybody Knows I'm Squeezin Condoleezza.
I Hit It From The Back And I Rocked Her World,
Now I'm Leavin Her Ass For A White Girl.

[Speakin:]
Yeah! I Ain't No Lame Duck, Hahahaha! You Don't Say? Bring The Hook In!

[Rap:]
You Don't Want It From The President, Hell Naw Kanye.
You Don't Want It From The President, Hell Naw Kanye.
You Don't Want It From The President, Hell Naw Kanye.
You Don't Want It From The President, Mothafucka Stay Away.

[Speak, "Kanye We Dont Play" In Background:]
I'm Gon Smoke You Out!
And I Ain't Sharin My Bitches.
I'm From Crawford Bitch! Straight Out!
Don't Be A Hater Player.
Don't Make Me Call In Dick Cheney!
He Stay Strapped.
I'll Tap Your Phone Son!
Geroge W. Bush, Dirty South!
Watch Your Back Kanye!
Terror Alert Is Elevated!
Ahh!

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George Ezra – Discografia

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Don't Matter Now - George Ezra
Hold My Girl - George Ezra

 

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George Jackson – Bob Dylan Testo della canzone

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George Jackson – Bob Dylan

I woke up this mornin'
There were tears in my bed
They killed a man I really loved
Shot him through the head
Lord, Lord
They cut George Jackson down
Lord, Lord
They laid him in the ground

Sent him off to prison
For a seventy-dollar robbery
Closed the door behind him
And they threw away the key
Lord, Lord
They cut George Jackson down
Lord, Lord
They laid him in the ground

He wouldn't take shit from no one
He wouldn't bow down or kneel
Authorities, they hated him
Because he was just too real
Lord, Lord
They cut George Jackson down
Lord, Lord
They laid him in the ground

Prison guards, they cursed him
As they watched him from above
But they were frightened of his power
They were scared of his love
Lord, Lord
So they cut George Jackson down
Lord, Lord
They laid him in the ground

Sometimes I think this whole world
Is one big prison yard
Some of us are prisoners
The rest of us are guards
Lord, Lord
They cut George Jackson down
Lord, Lord
They laid him in the ground

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Intro (Fórmula) - Romeo Santos

 

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George’s Turn – Danny Jolles Testo della canzone

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George's Turn – Danny Jolles

It's me! It's always me!
And no one says a word!
But this time, I'll stand up for myself
And finally be heard!

George won't be ignored!
George won't be interrupted!
Beca...

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George-frideric-handel – Discografia

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Lascia ch'io pianga - George Frideric Handel Testo della canzone
Ombra mai fu - George Frideric Handel Testo della canzone

 

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George-michael – Discografia

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This Is How (We Want You To Get High) - George Michael Testo con traduzione in italiano
This Is How (We Want You To Get High) George Michael - Testo con accordi e traduzione in italiano

 

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Georgeous – Chrishan Testo della canzone

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Georgeous – Chrishan

Well in know you'd like to save me
But we're out of time
I try to write you a letter baby
But I'm out of lines
You though you could make me better
And it'd turn out right
You know I sound my soul to change it
But we're outta time

We've been driving down this road
Since I was 17
You could tear my heart like pages
In a magazine
And now your photograph is fading
And my bed is cold at night
And I wish that love could save us
But we're outta time

So don't regret me baby
When you're lying away tonight
You knew that I could hurt you
Then you said I was worth the fight
I know that you're not waiting
At the end of the telephone line
But I can't keep holding on
Cause we're outta time

If I had stopped the world from turning
Maybe I could change your mind
If you could stop my heart from burning
Then I take you home tonight
But I know that you're not waiting
At the end of the telephone line
And I wish I could take you back
But I'm outta time
Yeah I'm outta time
Oh, I'm outta time
Yeah we're outta time
I'm outta time
We're outta time

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Georgia – Bubba Sparxxx Testo della canzone

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Georgia – Bubba Sparxxx

That's what I'm a do I made me a song
About my home I've been gone for way to long
I belong to Georiga baby love that
It don't belong to me nobody run that
Not your governor (no) not your senator (no)
Not your congress person they ain't real enough
Not for these folks they got their own set
Of principals they different individuals
Atlanta is still the shit but I really miss (what)
How it was prior to 1996 (damn)
When the Olympic gimmick turned the whole town
Upside down it made it a city though
We ain't really slow we just layin' low
I let you play yourself then I take control
It's hard to summarize in just a couple lines
This place is fuckin' great say it a hundred times

We fly Delta and drink Coca-
Cola where I hang my hat
Sweet peaches with nice features
Yo I'm going home to Georgia
Ray Charles, Allen Jackson
The god father baby how you feel about that
Big city but not really
Yeah I'm going home to Georgia
Wo-wo wo-wo yo
I'm going home to Georgia
Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah
I'm going home to Georgia

I'm talking Ray Cross
I'm talking West Point
I'm talking East Point
And that is the point
If I'm south of Tennessee I'm at home
If you use to 'Bama baby this your song
I love the whole south I love the whole world
But no girl loves me like ol' girl
Down in Le Grange I can't change up
Not on her 'cause she would tear this thing up
I'm talking Albany
I'm talking Athens
I'm talking Brunswick
Yeah bitch what's happenin'
I like it I love it I'm so proud of it
It'd take the National Guard to get me out of it
Georgia

We fly Delta and drink Coca-
Cola where I hang my hat
Sweet peaches with nice features
Yo I'm going home to Georgia
Ray Charles, Allen Jackson
The god father baby how you feel about that
Big city but not really
Yeah I'm going home to Georgia
Wo-wo wo-wo yo
I'm going home to Georgia
Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah
I'm going home to Georgia

We fly Delta and drink Coca-
Cola where I hang my hat
Sweet peaches with nice features
Yo I'm going home to Georgia
Ray Charles, Allen Jackson
The god father baby how you feel about that
Big city but not really
Yeah I'm going home to Georgia
Wo-wo wo-wo yo
I'm going home to Georgia
Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah
I'm going home to Georgia

I'm going home to Georgia
I'm going home to Georgia
I'm going home to Georgia

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Georgia – Carolyn Dawn Johnson Testo della canzone

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Georgia – Carolyn Dawn Johnson

If I'm not over you by the time I get to Georgia
Then I guess I'll be Alabama bound
There was a time when I'd do anything for you
But this time, baby, I won't turn around, yeah

I always wanted to get married
And I thought you were the one
But you never ever asked me
And I was tired of hangin' on

You know a girl can only be let down
So many times before she runs
And now this little bitty town's
Only got room for one of us, yeah

You always said I'd never leave
And if I did I wouldn't go far
So I know how I must look
With my tank 'a gas and beat up heart

Well baby I'm gone for good
You can count on that
Yeah, I'm gonna keep headin' west
Till I'm too far gone to come back, yeah

And if I'm not over you by the time I get to Georgia
Then I guess I'll be Alabama bound
There was a time when I'd do anything for you
But this time, baby, I won't turn around

I only got ten miles to go
Before I cross the state line
I can feel my hands shakin'
'Cause they usually turn the wheel around about this time

I heard that same ol' voice inside
I had to drown it out
So I found me a radio station playin' something fast
And I turned it up real loud

And if I'm not over you by the time I get to Georgia
Then I guess I'll be Alabama bound
There was a time when I'd do anything for you
But this time, baby, I won't turn around

There was a time when
I'd do anything for you
But this time, baby oh I won't turn around, yeah
No, I won't turn around

If I'm not over you By Georgia
Then I'll head to Alabama
Roll on to Mississippi or maybe Louisiana
I'll drive all the way to California

Oh, I won't turn around
No, I won't turn around
No, I won't turn around
No, I won't turn around

Turn around, turn around
I won't, I won't turn around
I won't, I won't turn around
No, I won't turn around

I won't, I won't turn around
I won't turn around
I won't, I won't turn around
I won't turn around
I won't, I won't turn around
I won't turn around

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Georgia – Cartel Testo della canzone

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Georgia – Cartel

There’s something about the Georgia summer afternoons
When the sun goes down, and the air gets cool
And it's home to me, it's, home to me

And I've been missing that place too much it seems
Gave up any home just to find my dreams
And it's weighing on me, it's, weighing on me

Hey now, it's weighing on me

But I'm only just one second short of calling this my aim
If I gave you something different, would you call it the same?
But I'm only just one person, who am I to disagree?
If I gave you simple reasons, would you still be questioning me?

I climbed a mountain simply looking for advice
All I found were children playing innocent and nice
And everyone was peaceful, and everyone polite
No one to whisper dreams, once thought to be a part of life

But I’m only just one second short of calling this my aim
If I gave you something different, would you call it the same?
But I’m only just one person, who am I to disagree?
If I gave you simple reasons, would you still be questioning me?

I found a poor man once, he was the age of 53
He spoke about the government, and the thought of being free
What good does us reason, if we fail to see?
What good does us freedom, if we fail to be free?

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Georgia – The Charlie Daniels Band Testo della canzone

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Georgia – The Charlie Daniels Band

Lamps in the windows burnin' bright, over in Santa Fe tonight
Full moon shining down along the border
But the ground is hard and the night is black
Over here by the railroad track
And I wish to the Lord that I was back in Georgia

Blue water in the evening sun,
Calling me when the day is done
Mama, mama pray for your son

All of my life I've been told
That the LA streets was paved with gold
Fame and fortune waiting to reward ya
But it didn't take long to understand
California ain't the promised land
But at least a man's a man in Georgia

Blue skys in the mornin' there
And there's green trees and breathin' air
Rockabye in my easy chair

Well the St. Mary's River in the Georgia moonlight
Flowing under the Folkston Bridge
The sun comes up through the long leaf pine trees
Over 'round the Kingsland ridge
I may be here but my mind is still
About 90 miles north of Jacksonville

Well I may not make it, it's a long, long road
But mama I've paid all the debts I owe
And if I don't you know they gonna find me tryin'
They took my songs and they took my soul
They made me hard and they made me old
Hell I just been born, but I feel just like I'm dying

[refrain]

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Georgia – Tyler Carter Testo della canzone

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Georgia – Tyler Carter

Baby love, don't leave
Walked in the door, but he's all coked out
Lights down low and the music's loud
The radio's on, he's tweaking out
Cause he doubled the dose two months ago,
But she just found out
Even when I’m dreaming I can hear her screaming
She said that she's leaving, baby love don't leave
But I know she'll leave
In the middle of the night, she'll leave
By the morning light, she'll leave

“In the morning I stole the love from ya,” she said
In the morning I’ll be on my way to Georgia
Oh like a thief in the night, you've taken what's mine
Now it's cold by my side, it's cold by my side because
In the morning you'll be on your way to Georgia
Stole the love right from ya

Everything we had is faded, love
The memories ain't good enough
To take my mind off what we lost,
So I'm stuck here sipping these codeine cups

I feel like I’m dreaming,
But I still can't find the meaning
It’s like I’m barely breathing
And I’m begging you to stay

You’ve taken the love
You’ve taken the love that I crave
You’ve taken the love
You’ve taken the love that I crave from me

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Georgia – Disturbing Tha Peace Testo della canzone

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Georgia – Disturbing Tha Peace

"Georgia" "Georgia!"
"Georgia" "Georgia!"

[Chorus x2: Ludacris]
We on the grind in ("Georgia!")
All the time....
It ain't nothin' on my mind but ("Georgia")
We ain't playin' witcha

[Ludacris]
Country names, country slang, fiends at the liquor sto'
Black cruisin', craps shootin', 50 on the 10 to 4
Overcast, the forecast, shows clouds from plenty dro
And we read for war in the state of ("Georgia")
YEAH! Dirty words, dirty birds, it's MEAN in the Dirty South
If you ever disrespect it, then we'll CLEAN out ya dirty mouth
+Bulldogs+ clockin, these lookout boys is hawkin'
You gotta be brave in the state of ("Georgia")
I got five Georgia homes, where I rest my Georgia bones
Come anywhere on my land, and I'll aim at ya +Georgia Dome+
If you get into an altercation, just hop on ya mobile phone
And tell somebody you need HELP in the middle of ("Georgia")
We some +ATL Thrashers+, scope ya punk and then smash ya
We'll come through ya hood worse than a tsunami disaster
Don't know who they gonna get, or who them robbers gonna hit
That's why I keep my +Georgia Tech+ in the state of ("Georgia")

[Chorus x2: Shawn Jay]
We on the grind in ("Georgia!")
All the time....
It ain't nothin' on my mind but ("Georgia")
We ain't playin' witcha

[Shawn Jay]
I'm from the home of neckbones, black eyed peas, turnip, and collard greens
We the children of the corn, dirter than Bob Marley's BP
GA, the Peach State, where we stay
My small city is called Albany ("Georgia")
(Hahaha) Pecan Country, like catfish wit' grits
Candy yams and chitllins', Grandma's home made baked biscuits
The land of classical Caprices and Impalas, and super sports
Indgredients in this Peach cobbler called ("Georgia")
I love the women in LA and the shoppin' stores in NEW YORK!
The beaches in M.I.A.; But ain't nothin' like that GA, red clay
Look on ya map, we right above Florida, Nex to 'Bama
Under that Carolina to Tennesse, you'll see ("Georgia")
Well Gladys Knight took the "Midnight Train", The birthplace of Martin Luter King
With ass so plump, (?), With 'Llac trucks sittin' on 26s
Know where you goin' or you'll get lost, Found in these plumb trees in the south
Choppers'll tomahawk your top, down here in ("Georgia")

[Chorus x2: Smoke]
We on the grind in ("Georgia!")
All the time....
It ain't nothin' on my mind but ("Georgia")
We ain't playin' witcha

[Smoke]
Now I was born in a Bentley in the bottom of the map; with a wet paint
Chip chin on barettas, And chome on the chevys, When I'm choppin' in the trap
Konk his head on some (?), tote somethin' spray somethin'
the same shape as Florida; Lookin' for me boy
You'll find me down in Dougherty County in a small city called Albany ("Georgia")
Where they used to call us some bammers, And now the
chocolate grammer; Watch your mouth unless you offer some manner
But ya hustlers on ever corner like the Waffle House in Atlanta
R.I.P Camoflaudge out in Savannah ("Georgia")
Now you might come from vacation, leave on probation, Home of the stip club
Known for the thick girls, With the chicks put tips in the dip, girl
Hundred thick chicks wit' the thongs and the big butts, Wanna get the
Wanna be cheap, (?) like Peactree
Man she take it off like freak meat down here in ("Georgia")
When you see them confederate flags, you know what is
Yo folks picked cotton here, that's we call if the field
I got a Chevorlet sittin' on twenty - sixes; I'm from GA, GA ("Georgia")

[Chorus x2: Field Mob & Ludacris]
We on the grind in ("Georgia!")
All the time....
It ain't nothin' on my mind but ("Georgia")
We ain't playin' witcha

"Georgia" "Georgia!"
"Georgia" "Georgia!"
"Georgia!!!"

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Georgia – Field Mob Testo della canzone

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Georgia – Field Mob

Georgia, Georgia
Georgia, Georgia

[Chorus 2x]
We on the grind in... Georgia
All the time, it ain't
Nothin on my mind but... Georgia
We ain't playin witcha

Country Name
Country Slang
Fiens at the liquor store
Lac Cruisin
Crap Shootin
50 on the 10 to 4
Overcast the forecast
Shows clouds from plenty dro
And we ready for war in the state of... Georgia
Dirty Words
Dirty Birds
It's mean in the dirty south
If you ever disrespect it then we'll clean out your dirty mouth
Bulldawgs is clockin
These look out boys is hawkin
You gotta be brave in the state of... Georgia
I got 5 Georgia homes where I rest my Georgia bones
Come anywhere on my land and I'll aim at your Georgia dome
If you get in an altercation just hop on your mobile phone
And tell somebody you need help in the middle of... Georgia
We some ATL thrashers
Scope your pumpkin and smasha
We'll come through your hood worse than a tsunami disaster
Don't know who they gonna get or who them robbers gonna hit
Thats why I keep my Georgia Tech in the state of... Georgia

[Chorus 2x]
We on the grind in... Georgia
All the time, it ain't
Nothin on my mind but... Georgia
We ain't playin witcha

I'm from the home of the neck bones, black eyed peas, turnip and collard greens
We the children on the corn dirtier than Bob Marley's pee pee
GA the peach state where we stay
My small city's called Albany... Georgia
Pecan country like catfish with grits
Candy yams and chitlins
Gram's homemade baked biscuits
The land of classical Caprices and Impala super sports
Ingredients in the peach cobbler called... Georgia
I love the women out in L.A.
And the shopping stores in New York
The beaches in MIA
But they ain't nothin like that GA red clay
Look on your map, we right above Florida
Next to Bama
Under the Carolinas and Tennesse you'll see... Georgia
Where Gladys Knights and the Midnight Train
The birthplace of Martin Luther King
Where ass so plump and hips are thick
Where Lac trucks sit on 26's
Know where your going or your get lost
Found on these plum trees in the south
These choppas will tomahawk your top down here in... Georgia

[Chorus 2x]
We on the grind in... Georgia
All the time, it ain't
Nothin on my mind but... Georgia
We ain't playin witcha

Now I was born in the belly of the bottom of the map,
Where the wet paint drip jelly on pirelliz an the chrome on the Chevy when I'm choppin in the trap
Country as hell, dey sum warriorz, told sum to spray sumthan the same shape as Florida,
Lookin for me boy, ya find me, outta Dougherty County in a small city call'd Albany... Georgia
Where dey use to call us sum bamas,
An now dey jockin da grammar
Watch ya mouf unless you out foe sum mannar,
Bunch of hustlaz run on every corna like the Waffle house in Atlanta
R.I.P Camoflauge out in Savannah... Georgia
Now u might come foe vacachun,
Leave on probachun
Home of da strip club,
Known foe da thyck gulz
Where da chickz put tipz in da tip cup,
Of thyck chick in a thong wit a big butt
When it gettin on, won't b cheap when it on like peachtree,
Make a chick take it off like freaknik, down here in... Georgia
When you see dem confederate flagz ya know wut it iz,
Ya folkz pick cotton here datz y we call it da field
I got a Chevrolet on 26'zzz,
I'm frum GA.. .GA... Georgia

[Chorus 2x]
We on the grind in... Georgia
All the time, it ain't
Nothin on my mind but... Georgia
We ain't playin witcha

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Georgia Boy Fresh – Demun Jones Testo della canzone

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Georgia Boy Fresh – Demun Jones

Me and my body spent thousands on raising these rides
Spent a few more thousands on the speakers inside
I wanted a paint job but rapped it in mate black
Decided I want it camouflaged and took it right back
I'm bumping Jones county and it's loud and clear
Now you can't see me coming but you can damn sure hear
There's plenty of room to recline in my crew max
Cowboy leather seats and titanium packed
Now that's 50 on the truck, customize another 50
[?] could have bought her bid me
Now you can tell a county boy ain't scared to drop a stack
Rednecks blowing paychecks to be exact, uh

G-G-Goergia boy fresh
We ain't playing withchya
We ain't playing withchya

To all the redneck women that bathing in mud
Ain't nothing hotter than a country girl that don't give a what
And they come in every size, triple X to [?]
But every girl looks better in a rebel flag bikini
You think she's hot, now wait till you see her drive a doolie
With a 12 pack of honeys in the bed [?] Jacuzzi
Complete with LED that turn purple and blue
The colors move with the music and the girls do too
Now they all getting drunk, drinking straight out of a picture cone
[?] shake it like a polaroid picture maker
Hillbilly drew like he's in the first grade now
Everybody's following, they started a parade, uh

G-G-Goergia boy fresh
We ain't playing withchya
We ain't playing withchya

And if you think it's silly for country boys to bust wide
Don't you take a trip on down to mount [?]
Crawling rock in the [?]
Instead of judging covers of books, come experience it
Don't let the flags scare ya, we won't hurt a fly
But threaten the wife and kids then you gotta die, yeah
Family comes first, we consider God our member
That's why we decorate a tree right around December, uh

G-G-Goergia boy fresh
We ain't playing withchya
We ain't playing withchya

Catch on delivery, don't write me a check
If Demun don't get dollars he ain't rocking a set
And I ain't with the merch cut unless you told her to count it
And fitting in the paper work, don't ask me about it
If your drunk buddy's thinking bout grabbing a shirt
Tell him check my track record, merch snatchers get hurt
Pretty sore grill scattered over the map
And I ain't even tryna brag, that there's a fact
But I don't want trouble, I'm just tryna sing
And let the world know how a county boy does his thing
Take care of my girls, make mom and dad proud
Hit the stage like a beast and the crowd screams loud

G-G-Goergia boy fresh
We ain't playing withchya
We ain't playing withchya

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Georgia Brown – Kasey Chambers Testo della canzone

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Georgia Brown – Kasey Chambers

Well, Johnny was a poor man on wrong side of town
He said he loved a girl named Georgia Brown
Georgia's on the rich side living in sin
But Johnny would've done anything

Oh, my Georgia Brown
Oh, my Georgia Brown
Oh, my Georgia Brown
Oh, my Lord, she had him running around

Georgia's in the Cadillac, dressed to the nine
All the way, over on the passenger's side
Johnny leans in for a kiss on the cheek
But Georgia's in the driver's seat

Oh, my Georgia Brown
Oh, my Georgia Brown
Oh, my Georgia Brown
Oh, my Lord, she had him running around

Standing at the altar on a Saturday night
That's Georgia in the back, all dressed in white
Daddy's on the run with a permanent grin
And Johnny comes barging in, singing

Oh, my Georgia Brown
Oh, my Georgia Brown
Oh, my Georgia Brown
Oh, my Lord, she had him running around

Oh, my Georgia Brown
Oh, my Georgia Brown
Oh, my Georgia Brown
Oh, my Lord, she had him running around

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Georgia Farm Boy – The Box Tops Testo della canzone

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Georgia Farm Boy – The Box Tops

His Daddy was a simple man, just a red dirt Georgia farmer
And his Momma spent her young life havin' kids and balin' hay
He had fifteen years and an ache inside to wander
So he hopped a freight in Waycross and wound up in L.A.

Lord, the cold nights had no pity on a Waycross, Georgia farm boy
Most days he went hungry, then the summer came
He met a girl known on the strip as San Francisco's Mabel Joy
Destitutions child born of an L.A. street called "Shame"

Growin' up came quietly in the arms of Mabel Joy
Laughter found their mornings brought meaning to his life
Yes, the night before she left sleep came and left that Waycross, Georgia boy
With dreams of Georgia cotton and a California wife

Sunday morning found him standin' neath the red light at her door
When a right cross sent him reelin', put him face down on the floor
In place of Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad marine
Who growled, "Your Georgia neck is red but sonny, you're still green"

He turned twenty-one in a gray rock fed'ral prison
The old judge had no mercy for a Waycross, Georgia boy
Starin' at those four gray walls in silence he would listen
To that midnight freight he knew would take him back to Mabel Joy

Sunday mornin' found him standin' 'neath the red light at her door
With a bullet in his side, he cried, "Have you seen Mabel Joy?"
Stunned and shaken someone said, "Why, she's not here no more
She left this house four years today, they say she's lookin' for some Georgia farm boy"

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Georgia Farm Boy – The Box Tops Testo della canzone

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Georgia Farm Boy – The Box Tops

His Daddy was a simple man, just a red dirt Georgia farmer
And his Momma spent her young life havin' kids and balin' hay
He had fifteen years and an ache inside to wander
So he hopped a freight in Waycross and wound up in L.A.

Lord, the cold nights had no pity on a Waycross, Georgia farm boy
Most days he went hungry, then the summer came
He met a girl known on the strip as San Francisco's Mabel Joy
Destitutions child born of an L.A. street called "Shame"

Growin' up came quietly in the arms of Mabel Joy
Laughter found their mornings brought meaning to his life
Yes, the night before she left sleep came and left that Waycross, Georgia boy
With dreams of Georgia cotton and a California wife

Sunday morning found him standin' neath the red light at her door
When a right cross sent him reelin', put him face down on the floor
In place of Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad marine
Who growled, "Your Georgia neck is red but sonny, you're still green"

He turned twenty-one in a gray rock fed'ral prison
The old judge had no mercy for a Waycross, Georgia boy
Starin' at those four gray walls in silence he would listen
To that midnight freight he knew would take him back to Mabel Joy

Sunday mornin' found him standin' 'neath the red light at her door
With a bullet in his side, he cried, "Have you seen Mabel Joy?"
Stunned and shaken someone said, "Why, she's not here no more
She left this house four years today, they say she's lookin' for some Georgia farm boy"

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Georgia Keeps Pulling On My Ring – Charley Pride Testo della canzone

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Georgia Keeps Pulling On My Ring – Charley Pride

Georgia sweet sweet Georgia keeps pulling on my ring
Most men would give their right off or anything they own
To have a woman just like you to be waiting when they come home
But the devil made me cheat on you one too many times
And honey I'm sorry but she left heaven on my mind
Georgia sweet Georgia keeps pulling on my ring
I need her and I love her Lord she's a sweet and precious thing
Her sweet and easy loving Lord beats all I've ever seen
Georgia sweet sweet Georgia keeps pulling on my ring

I didn't want to fall in love with anybody else
But when I tasted heaven Lord I just couldn't help myself
I pray someday that you'll forget and forgive me for everything
But I just can't seem to love you with Georgia pulling on my ring
Georgia sweet Georgia...
Georgia sweet sweet Georgia keeps pulling on my ring

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Georgia Lee Brown – The Cramps Testo della canzone

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Georgia Lee Brown – The Cramps

The night was rainy and the night was blue
And I was thinkin' only of a gal I knew
I took a walk to the middle of town
I had to have a pretty lady named Georgia Lee Brown
(A-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom, a-doodle-doodle-doo)

Told her I was lonely and only sad
She said, cheer it up and smile and don't you feel so sad
She took my hand and pointed to a lonely star
Then she walked me home to a neighbourhood bar
(A-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom, a-doodle-doodle-doo)

An old streetlight was painting mystical circles
On the pavement out in front of the bar
While inside a band was playin' magical music
To the strings of a blue melancholy guitar
We did some dancin' and we drank some gin
Neath her angel smile, hear the devil grin
I discovered romance was her stock and trade
And that love was just a careless game that she played
(A-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom, a-doodle-doodle-doo)

She told me, honey I don't want your love
My heart's as hollow as an empty glove
All that I can feel for you is a kind of blues
Coz you're in love with love from your head to your shoes
(A-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom, a-doodle-doodle-doo)

Well, that old streetlight was painting mystical circles
On the pavement out in front of the bar
While inside a band was playin' magical music
To the strings of a blue melancholy guitar
The music started blearin' and the lights burned bright
My heart didn't want to spent a wild night
She said, sonny I think you, you're kind of vain
Then Georgia Lee Brown disappeared in the rain
(A-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom, doodle-doodle-doo)

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Georgia Nights – Dolla Testo della canzone

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Georgia Nights – Dolla

[Singing:]
A rainy night in georgia
A rainy night in georgia
Oh it's a rainy night in georgia
All I could feel is rain all over the world

[Verse 1:]
I feel the rain on my window pain
Waking up in cold sweats
Had some dreams of going out with a vein
Shit my poppa died by the gun
I died by the gun
And if I ever had a son he probably die by the same
I pray to god I don't curse my seed
And my baby don't come out with some kind of desease
Do to my bad needs
Every breath I breathe and every step I take
The clock ticking bring me closer to faith
Poppa died at 25 so he must of been great
They say the good die young I must be on my way
And if todays that day then I'm a died like a man
With a smile on my face knowing I never ran
Tell my girl and my niggas I did all I can
Came up with a plan and times got side track
Enjoy being young and rich and yew can don't get black
Tell them crackers kiss my ass I was pride to be black

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Have a party at my funeral celebrating the life
When I die a baby was born that very same night
And as I took it's first breath I took my last
Life flash before my eyes of what I did in the past
You know my first piece of ass the jokes and the laughs
And the silly shit we did for the love of the cash
Get dough, fist fights wild party and shit
All the cars a nigga drove you know phari n shit
Then I felt the warm feeling from my head to my feet
I could'ntmove tried talking but I could'nteven speak
Heard a fimilair voice "son come here to me"
I tried viewing who it was but I could'ntquiet see
But I know I feel comfortble sold that piece
For the first time ever a nigga felt stress free
If I could rewind the time do it all the same
I'm looking down over georgia on the stars and the rain

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Georgia On A Fast Train – Johnny Cash Testo della canzone

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Georgia On A Fast Train – Johnny Cash

On a rainy, windy morning that's the day that I was born on
In the old sharecroppers one room country shack
They say my mammy left me, same day that she had me
Said she hit the road and never once looked back

And I just thought I'd mention, my grandma's old age pension
Is the reason why I'm standing here today
I got all my country learning, living and a churning
Pickin' cotton, rasin' hell, and bailin' hay

I've been to georgia on a fast train honey
I wouldn't born no yesterday
Got a good christian raisin' and an eighth grade education
Ain't no need in y'all a treatin' me this way

And now sweet caroline, I don't guess I'll ever find
Another woman put together like you all
With your wiggle and your walkin', and your big city talkin'
Your brand new shiny plymouth rag-top car

Yeah it's hurry up and wait, in this world of give and take
Seems like haste makes for waste every time
And I pray to my soul, when you hear those ages roll
You better know I'm gonna get my share of mine

I've been to georgia on a fast train honey
I wouldn't born no yesterday
Got a good christian raisin' and an eighth grade education
Ain't no need in y'all a treatin' me this way

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Georgia On My Mind – Annie Lennox Testo della canzone

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Georgia On My Mind – Annie Lennox

Georgia, Georgia
The whole day through
Just an old sweet song
Keeps Georgia on my mind

I say Georgia, Georgia
A song of you
Comes as sweet and clear
As moonlight through the pines

Other arms reach out to me
Other eyes smile tenderly
Still in peaceful dreams I see
The road leads back to you

I said Georgia, Georgia
No peace I find
As just an old sweet song
Keeps Georgia on my mind

Other arms reach out to me
Other eyes smile tenderly
Still in peaceful dreams I see
The road leads back to you

I said Georgia, Georgia
No peace, I find
Just an old, sweet song
Keeps Georgia on my mind

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Georgia On My Mind – James Brown Testo della canzone

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Georgia On My Mind – James Brown

Georgia, oh Georgia
No, no, no, no, no peace I find
Just an old sweet song keeps
Georgia on my mind

I said a Georgia, heh, maybe it's because
I'm from Augusta, Georgia
A song, a song of you
Comes so sweet and clear
Like the moonlight through the pines
Oh now

Other arms reach out to me
Other eyes smile tenderly
Still in peaceful dreams I see
The road leads back to you, yeah

Georgia, yeah, Georgia
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no peace I find
Just an old sweet song keeps
Georgia on my mind, sing the song

Other arms reach out to me
Other eyes will smile tenderly
Still in peaceful dreams I see
The road leads back to you, oh, oh

Georgia, Georgia
Ah! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no peace I find
Just an old sweet song keeps
Georgia, my hometown, on my mind
Oh Georgia

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Georgia On My Mind – Dean Martin Testo della canzone

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Georgia On My Mind – Dean Martin

Georgia Georgia
The whole world through
Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind
Georgia on my mind
Georgia, ah Georgia
A song of you
Comes a sweet and clear as moonlight through the pines

Other arms reach out to me
Other eyes smile oh so tenderly
Still in peaceful dreams I see the road leads back to you
Georgia, ah Georgia
No peace I find
Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind

Georgia, ah Georgia
No peace I find
Just a old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind

Georgia on my mind

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Georgia On My Mind – Doug Stone Testo della canzone

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Georgia On My Mind – Doug Stone

Every time my eyes sing that song
I sing for my

Georgia, Georgia
The whole day through
This old sweet song
Keeps Georgia on my mind

Hey, Georgia, oh, yeah, yeah, Georgia
And a song of you
Comes as sweet and clear
As moonlight through the pines

Other arms reach out to me
Other eyes smile tenderly, yeah
Still in peaceful dreams I see
On another road, it leads back to you

Hey, Georgia, I say oh, Georgia
No, no, no peace I find girly
Just an old sweet song, God is this song long
Keeps Georgia on my mind

Other arms reach out to me
Other eyes smile tenderly
Still in peaceful dreams I see
Busy road, the road leads back to you now

Oh, Georgia, don't do that, had to know well
No peace I find, won't you hear me now
It's just an old sweet song, I said, oh, I said that
Keeps Georgia on my mind
On my mind, yeah, it won't be so
Keeps Georgia on my mind
You know the little girls that are on my mind

Yes, it is

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Georgia Pouring – Corey Smith Testo della canzone

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Georgia Pouring – Corey Smith

I received my education, according to the plan,
in a valley full of echoes, in the footsteps of the band.
Along a field of battle, I came to understand,
why so many fought and died here, in the heart of Dixieland.

And I bleed, I bleed, I bleed,
but it’s only Georgia pouring out of me.

I salute the colors, loudly I sing the hymn,
and solemnly I bow my head, to honor fallen men.
And when the crowd falls silent, I can hear it loud and clear,
both tragedy and triumph, at once ringing in my ears.

And I bleed, I bleed, I bleed,
but it’s only Georgia pouring out of me

Home is nothing we can choose. It’s only something we can lose.

Now I march across the mountains, a world away from home.
Though I’d rather be in Athens, all roads lead me to roam.
For the holy war I’m waging, while the lights are going down,
I lift my voice to heaven, so the world will know the sound.

And I bleed, I bleed, I bleed,
I bleed, I bleed, I bleed,
but it’s only Georgia pouring, my home in Georgia pouring.
It’s only Georgia pouring out of me.

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Georgia Power – Blanco Brown Testo della canzone

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Georgia Power – Blanco Brown

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

No, I can't stay
I gotta hit the road
Sometime life teach you a lesson
That makes you cold (Cold!)

Hell, I gave her everything, even down to my last sin
And she just took my heart and ran away with it
She gave me life (Life!)
And told me everything would be perfect
But it ain't right (Right!)
Don't even know if it was worth it

You gotta strap up your boots, get your feelings aligned
Yeah, I'll be alright, yeah, I'll be alright
Gotta get in your mood, thank God I'm alive
Yeah, I'll be alright, yeah, I'll be alright

Eeny, meeny, meeny, meeny, miny, moe
I'll never, ever, ever let her take my soul
Eeny, meeny, meeny, meeny, miny, moe
Don't aim too high, don't shoot too low
Eeny, meeny, meeny, meeny, miny, moe
Everything that live gon' grow
Gotta get it while we're on the go
Bless the hearts that try to take my soul

Now, I can't wait (What?)
I gotta make a move (Move!)
Sometimes you find yourself in places
That makes you cross

Hell, I gave her everything, even down to my last sin, yeah
She paired up with Satan and they became the best of friends
She fed me life
And told me everything would be perfect
But it ain't right
Don't even know if it was worth it

Eeny, meeny, meeny, meeny, miny, moe
Said you jumped on a plane, but you jumped the broom
Well, you left your feelings with the honeymoon
Yeah, you left your feelings with the honeymoon
Eeny, meeny, meeny, meeny, miny, moe
Said you dropped your feelings when you left her cold
She was playin' with your heart, tryna get your gold
Playin' with your heart, tryna get your gold

You gotta strap up your boots, get your feelings aligned
Yeah, I'll be alright, yeah, I'll be alright
Gotta get in your mood, thank God I'm alive
Yeah, I'll be alright, yeah, I'll be alright

Eeny, meeny, meeny, meeny, miny, moe
I'll never, ever, ever let her take my soul
Eeny, meeny, meeny, meeny, miny, moe
Don't aim too high, don't shoot too low
Eeny, meeny, meeny, meeny, miny, moe
Everything that live gon' grow
Gotta get it while we're on the go
Bless the hearts that try to take my soul

Sometimes you find yourself alone, and
You need someone by your side, but
They're just not the right one
So you gotta move on, and live life

You gotta strap up your boots, get your feelings aligned
Yeah, I'll be alright, yeah, I'll be alright
Gotta get in your mood, thank God I'm alive
Yeah, I'll be alright, yeah, I'll be alright

Woo, woo
Woo, woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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Georgia Rhythm – Atlanta Rhythm Section Testo della canzone

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Georgia Rhythm – Atlanta Rhythm Section

Livin' out of a suitcase
Sleepin' in hotel rooms
Rental cars and airport bars
And dog day afternoons

My occupation is a picker
And music is my game
Sometimes it makes me crazy
But I would not change a thing

So lay down a back beat
Crank up your trusty Gibson
Let's give it everything we got just one more time
Lovin' the life we're livin'
Playin' that Georgia rhythm
Nothin' else ever made me feel so fine

Four o'clock in the morning
Waitin' for a plane
We passed around the bottle, Lord
And we don't feel no pain

Life out here on the highway
Has its ups and downs
But last night the Georgia rhythm
Tore up another town

So lay down a back beat
Crank up your trusty Gibson, it's alright
Let's give it everything we got just one more time
One more time
Lovin' the life we're livin'
Playin' that Georgia rhythm
Nothin' else ever made me feel this fine, yeah

Alright

Rising above the madness
Homeward bound again
To normal ways and lazy days
And old familiar friends

Some conversation with my lady
Some love long overdue
God knows I hate to leave her
But I got a job to do

So lay down a back beat
Crank up your trusty Gibson, son
Let's give it everything we got just one more time
Lovin' the life we're livin'
Playin' that Georgia rhythm
Makin' music, movin' on down the line
One more time

Lay down a back beat
Crank up your trusty Gibson
Let's give it everything we got just one more time, one more time
Lovin' the life we're livin'
Playin' that Georgia rhythm
Nothin' else ever made me feel this fine

Give it everything we got just one more time

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Georgia Stars – Case / Lang / Veirs Testo della canzone

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Georgia Stars – Case / Lang / Veirs

We took a trip my Georgia and me
Up through the wild strawberries
Up past the river running loud
We pitched a tent above the clouds

Georgia Georgia
Can you hear me calling in the grave
Alone in fields all frozen
Tiger eyes you stop and gaze
At the stars going blue
My Georgia I still love you…

Great bear dog bull flying fish
Scorpion peacock make your wish
Pleiades sisters seven on high
Singing in the heaven’s silver light

Ah-ha-ha you showed me the stars
Ah-ha-ha wherever you are

Georgia Georgia
Can you hear me calling in the grave
Alone in fields all frozen
Tiger eyes you stop and gaze
At the stars going blue
My Georgia I still love you…

Ah-ha-ha you showed me the stars
Ah-ha-ha wherever you are
Ah-ha-ha you showed me the stars
Ah-ha-ha wherever you are

Ah-ha-ha you showed me the stars
Ah-ha-ha wherever you are
Ah-ha-ha you showed me the stars
Ah-ha-ha wherever you are

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Georgia Sunshine – Dean Martin Testo della canzone

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Georgia Sunshine – Dean Martin

Oh how I miss that Georgia sunshine oh how I wish that I was there
Yeah to wake up every morning to the smell of them Georgia pines
Each blossom's blooming everywhere

My restless young heart to be wandering
Far from that old hometown of mine
Oh how I long every minute that I've been gone
To get myself back home to that Georgia sunshine

I wander ground town to town ain't many places I ain't go
But the road I see it keeps calling me
It's the road that take this Georgia boy back home

Oh how I miss that Georgia sunshine oh how I wish that I was there...
My restless young heart to be wandering...

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Georgia’s Most Wanted – Gucci Mane Testo della canzone

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Georgia's Most Wanted – Gucci Mane

I Spend My Winter In Jail So I'm Balling All Summer
Bad Bitches On My Tail Hunt Me Like a Bounty Hunter
Never Shout Out A Tip For My Momma Never Had A Daughter
Pussy Niggas Scared Of Me See Through You Like A Bottle Of Water

Gucci Manes A Bottle Popper
Hundred Bottles Opened Up
Still Slaggin Opiou
Smokin At The Atrium
Its all Hell I'm Still Makin Plays
Right By The Stadium
We Look Like A Gymnasium
Your Boys Might Be Just Takin 'Em
Women Take A Look At Me
Recognize The Crook In Me
And If I Go Away They Cuff A Money In My Book For Me

Georgia Wanted
(Georgia Wanted)
Murder Wanted
(Murder Wanted)
Catch Me If You Can I'm In Cali Homie (Cali Homie)
Houston Texas Ohio Michigan Birmingham
Suspicious FEDs Talking Bout him Trafficking
Cause I'm African (African) American (American)

ATL DEA Gucci Mane I'm Tryin To Set 10 Bricks A Day
Georgia Wanted
(Georgia Wanted)
Murder Wanted
(Murder Wanted)
Catch Me If You Can I'm In Cali Homie (Cali Homie)
GBI (GBI) LBI (LBI) Said I Sold You What? You A Fuckin Liar
Houston Texas Ohio Michigan Birmingham
Suspicious FEDs Talking Bout I'm Trafficking

See My Picture They Try To Point Me Out The Line Up
Now Its In The Chaos Shows Promotoer Screaming Back The Line Up
Then My Barber 2 300 Just So He Can Keep My Line Up
CEO Gucci Brick Sqaud Bet You Wanna Signing
Im Laughing At These Rappers Square Yea Like A Carpet
You A Thirst Starvin Artist I'm Not An Artist I'm A Arsonist
Rappers in My Porsenit And they all Rejoicing It
And Georgias Most Anticipated Screamin Who You Want It Wit?
If You Want Then Beef You Get Murk Your Friend Then Plead The Fifth
Two Girls On My Face So I'm Still Tike My Fucking Self
Im The Last Real Nigga Left Man Theres Sucker Everywhere
Never Ever Trade In My Circle How Could You When You're A Square
Sit In The Electric Chair Like Flashin Front Of Me
Thinkin Bout Walkin Back Bare Feet Hardly Nothin To Eat
Everery Day I Promise Me Till They Come And Punish Me
I Keep Chasin Money Skee And Let These Hoes Keep Chasin Me

ATL DEA Gucci Mane I'm Tryin To Set 10 Bricks A Day
Georgia Wanted
(Georgia Wanted)
Murder Wanted
(Murder Wanted)
Catch Me If You Can I'm In Cali Homie (Cali Homie)
GBI (GBI) LBI (LBI) Said I Sold You What? You A fuckin Liar
Houston Texas Ohio Michigan Birmingham
Suspicious FEDs Talking Bout I'm Trafficking

ATL DEA
Georgia Wanted
(Georgia Wanted)
Murder Wanted
(Murder Wanted)
GBI (GBI) LBI (LBI)
Houston Texas Ohio Michigan Birmingham

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Georgia-Lina – James Brown Testo della canzone

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Georgia-Lina – James Brown

I've seen days when the sun didn't shine
Raised in Georgia, born in Caroline
Carolina fields and Georgia Peach
People were hungry, had nothing to eat

I'm a Georgia-Lina (Georgia-Lina)
I was raised in Georgia, born in Carolina
I'm a Georgia-Lina (Georgia-Lina)
My heart's in two places at the same time
Georgia, Carolina

Ooh... I found love, and I found hate
Got up early, stayed up late
Worked real hard, I paid my dues
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose

I'm a Georgia-Lina
Still love you (Georgia-Lina)
I've tasted the salt on both sides of the line
Georgia-Lina (Georgia-Lina)
So my heart's in two places at the same time
Georgia-Caroline, uh-huh

I've had peaches, and I've had cream
Found a home in Aiken, and it satisfied my dream
I remember growin' up, tryin' to become a man
Found a place in Augusta, then I had my shoe-shine stand

I'm a Georgia-Lina (Georgia-Lina)
Raised in Georgia, born in Carolina
I'm a Georgia-Lina, people (Georgia-Lina)
So my heart's in two places
Tryin' to save faces...
At the same time
Georgia-Carolina

(Georgia-Lina) Carolina... (Georgia-Lina) to Georgia, Georgia
(Georgia and Carolina) I really do, I love you both. Ooh!
(Georgia-Lina, Georgia-Lina) All I need is a little place
(Georgia and Carolina) For me and my family
Oh, Georgia, Georgia!

(Georgia-Lina, Georgia-Lina) I'm on both sides of the fence
(Georgia and Carolina) I love you, I love you both. Ooh, ooh!
(Georgia-Lina, Georgia-Lina) Georgia, Carolina, Georgia, Carolina
(Georgia and Carolina) Georgia, ooh!

(Georgia-Lina, Georgia-Lina) When I was little, huh, with your bulldogs
(Georgia and Carolina) [?], Crimson, huh
(Georgia-Lina, Georgia-Lina) Augusta, to Georgia
(Georgia and Carolina) Atlanta, Savannah, is on your dream
(Georgia-Lina, Georgia-Lina) Augusta, Georgia...!

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Georgie And Her Rival – Elvis Costello Testo della canzone

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Georgie And Her Rival – Elvis Costello

Georgie grew to hate her name
It sounded like a tiny man
And the one she had said "I can't see you, but I'll call you
whenever I can"
Sometimes the phone would ring, when she was half-asleep
A voice would drag her down with its suggestions
Though she often felt cheated, she never felt cheap

[Chorus:]
Well heaven knows what fills the heart and makes you feel so
alive
It's impossible to tear apart
Georgie and her rival

It was half-past February
And he hadn't called since New Year's Day
Maybe he'd found another woman to say those words no chapel girl
should say
Her mother would phone and always keep talking
She'd try to be polite, making faces
But somewhere in the back of her mind, her rival was stalking

[Chorus]

Her rival would always wait till the eighth or ninth bell
He'd be desperate anyway and drunk as well
She always liked to hurt him to prove he was prepared
To love her anyway that she wanted
So she could tell which she preferred

He sat up with his address book trying to think what mood he's in
His finger traced past Georgie's name to someone who needed less
persuading
He didn't hear through her disguise he didn't leave her in a rush
Just like the promise that he left on her machine
That almost made her blush
The radio plays a lover's symphony
"The number you have dialed has been re-directed"
Now she puts him on the speaker-phone
Whenever she has company

[Chorus]

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Georgie Parker – Anthony Hamilton Testo della canzone

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Georgie Parker – Anthony Hamilton

[Verse 1]
Mmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm
Mmmmm, mmmmm, yeah
OOooohh
Their used to be a little old boy
Riding my bus home from school yea
Introverted, kinda frail didn't think much of himself, noo
He used to see the petty
His mothers drunken boyfriend
Hanging out by the corner store
There was a very old lady
That used to call him baby
And in his mind this is what he heard

[Chorus]
Georgie Parker, get away
Georgie Parker, come with me
Georgie Parker, free your mind
Georgie Parker, let yourself be
Georgie Parker, come with me
Georgie Parker, oooh
Georgie Parker, George

[Verse 2]
Trying to be his only friend
He wasn't open to strangers then
He turned his head and walked away
As he turned around and started to cry, why me?
Stuck in the lions den
To scared to let help in
He had to make a sacrifice
He tried to cope with it
And couldn't find the strength
Could anybody tell me what Georgie did

[Chorus]

[bridge]
There'll be a better place for you and me
Free your mind
Get away, follow me
Follow me to a place
Free your mind lets go to, to a place
Where you can be free, oh Georgie (let yourself be free)
Free your mind, let yourself go the rest will follow

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Georgina – “autore” Testo della canzone

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Georgina –

Is she really going out with him?
Not anymore!
Georgina's cooking supper for her husband, all her firends are coming round to see the show
Cos the theif she calls her husband wont be hungry, when he see's whats on the end of his fork

[Chorus]
Georgina isn't asking anymore and
Her lover isn't asking anymore and
The cook isn't asking anymore since
The theif met a bullet on the way to the floor

Georgina's got a timebomb in her stomache, she knows that any minete now she's gonna blow
With all the pain and the scilence that she feeds on, with all the hurt that the brusies cant show

[Chorus]
Georgina isn't asking anymore and
Her lover isn't asking anymore and
The cook isn't asking anymore since
The theif met a bullet on the way to the floor

Georgina's got an appitite for vengance, and she sings all the songs from Oliver
She wont be wanting seconds anymore as she tightens up he grip of the trigger finger

[Chorus]
Georgina isn't asking anymore and
Her lover isn't asking anymore and
The cook isn't asking anymore since
The thief met a bullet on the way to the floor
[repeat till fade out]

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Georgy Girl – Bobby Vinton Testo della canzone

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Georgy Girl – Bobby Vinton

Hey there, Georgy girl
Swingin' down the street so fancy-free
Nobody you meet could ever see the loneliness there - inside you
Hey there, Georgy girl
Why do all the boys just pass you by?
Could it be you just don't try or is it the clothes you wear?

You're always window shopping but never stopping to buy
So shed those dowdy feathers and fly - a little bit

Hey there, Georgy girl
There's another Georgy deep inside
Bring out all the love you hide and, oh, what a change there'd be
The world would see a new Georgy girl

Hey there, Georgy girl
Dreamin' of the someone you could be
Life is a reality, you can't always run away
Don't be so scared of changing and rearranging yourself
It's time for jumping down from the shelf - a little bit

Hey there, Georgy girl
There's another Georgy deep inside
Bring out all the love you hide and, oh, what a change there'd be
The world would see a new Georgy girl

(Hey there, Georgy girl)
Wake up, Georgy girl
(Hey there, Georgy girl)
Come on, Georgy girl

[Fade]

(Hey there, Georgy girl)
Wake up, Georgy girl

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Geppetto – Babota Testo della canzone

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Geppetto – Babota

Non ti conosco, da troppo tempo
Ti chiedo: «Perché solo?» tu mi rispondi ridendo
«Io sono fatta di legno
Sono un cedro secco, un pino del Belgio
Una quercia che ha fatto il suo tempo»
Ma questo non ha senso

Chorus
Ma allora scusa se io te lo chiedo se tu sei di legno
Come Pinocchio, potrei essere il tuo Geppetto
E te lo prometto niente scuse, né pretese
Solo un impegno, quello di essere
Di essere il tuo Geppetto

Un acero argentino, un melo spagnolo
Un castagno del Mozambico
Ma cosa m’importa? Tanto sei bella lo stesso
Ti modello con cura, ma senza scalpello
Mi basta una carezza tanto non mi scheggio

Chorus
Scusa se io te lo chiedo se tu sei di legno
Come Pinocchio, vorrei essere il tuo Geppetto
E te lo prometto niente scuse, né pretese
Solo un impegno, quello di essere
Di essere il tuo Geppetto

Outro
E se cadrò nel mare con te saprò galleggiare
In ogni situazione, anche nel banale
E se mi perderò in una giungla tropicale
Non morirò di fame
Ma di te

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Ger – Discografia

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Gera-baby-l – Discografia

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Geração Wi Fi – Xamã Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
Geração Wi Fi – Xamã

Pra geração wi-fi

Entre o solo rachado e o sol forte
A bússola aponta pra tudo no mundo, menos pro norte
Entre o escudo da fé e o golpe de sorte
O mártir: acredita na causa e luta até a morte

Entre o sândalo que perfuma o machado sendo condecorado com o mais profundo corte
Desavença faz parte, mano a mano é esporte
Um olhar se desviou e reparou só no decote

Então mãos a obra
A solidão do holofote, chocalho e o bote da cobra
Ao pedir uma genebra fiz um banquete de sobra
O coração faz batida! O freestyle da vida é sem dobra

Mas eu creio
Na mãe que também é pai, coça o saco e dá o seio
Entre o receio e a absoluta certeza
O fim chegou antes no meio
Botei as cartas na mesa
O espírito santo, filho, pai, a mãe natureza

E há quem diga
Que a maçã de Adão e Eva é a tentação da cinta liga
O doce que amarga a boca, a sensação que te mastiga
Entre botar a carne no prato ou comprar um Nike ou Adidas
A princesa do papai é a mais puta das tuas amigas

A geração wi-fi em maus lençóis
Monte de corpos cobertos
Com o tempo retornam ao pó e ser paisagens no deserto
Uma oração pra amolecer meu coração de concreto
Se eu cair no chão, me cato, você ainda vai me ver no teto
Pra geração wi-fi: Z.O, nem mais um passo
Pra não ser vitima dos estilhaços
Abaixou pra pensar na vida ou pra amarrar o cadarço

No caminho de ida e vinda, inevitável os embaraços
O excesso de ignorância marca presença
O olhar nem sai da frente, esqueceu de pedir licença
Ou nem pensou em pedir, pra somar e medir as diferenças
Ignorância nossa achar que essa arrogância é de nascença

E eu perdido, no muro estoco meus ouvidos
Pais deles são heróis enquanto de mim são bandido
Se penso logo existo, existo incompreendido

Dedo na cara do sócio
Amigos?
Não, são só negócios
E abraços falsos
Braço dessincronizado
Protesto destrava a 12 tem sempre que ta ligado
O efeito é desencadeado
Neguin quer tanto ver o horizonte, e não enxerga o próximo ao lado
Nas costas do Cristo

Pra geração wi-fi
Vamo pra rua viver o rap!

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Geradeaus – Clueso Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
Geradeaus – Clueso

Weit unterm Durchschnitt
Such' ich seit Wochen im Dreck
Nach irgend'ner Lösung
Ein Trick ein Rezept
Tanz' mit dem Teufel aus Sehnsucht
Mit dem Kopf durch die Wand
Sitz' wie auf brennendem Stein
Ich kann nicht länger warten
Keine Lust allen zu gefallen
Will raus aus meinem Schatten
Und renn' mit dem Teufel um die Wette
Mit dem Kopf durch die Wand

Ich halt mich nicht mehr fest
Ab jetzt gebe ich
Mir einfach worauf ich Bock hab und einen aus
Und alles auf, was ich nicht brauch'
Ich geb' gern den Rest
Denn ab jetzt nehme ich
Keine Rücksicht - Alles wichtig
Ohne Umweg: Geradeaus

Ich trag' mich auf Reserve
Den Tagen hinterher
Alles scheint unerreichbar
Die Perspektiven sind verzerrt
Kämpf' mit dem Teufel um die Nächte
Mit dem Kopf durch die Wand
Hinter meiner Stirn
Ist es rasend laut und schnell
Zwischen Theorie und Wahnsinn
Sind alle Wege zugestellt
Jag' mit dem Teufel die Gedanken
Mit dem Kopf durch die Wand

Ich halt mich nicht mehr fest
Ab jetzt gebe ich
Mir einfach worauf ich Bock hab und einen aus
Und alles auf, was ich nicht brauch'
Ich geb' gern den Rest
Denn ab jetzt nehme ich
Keine Rücksicht - Alles wichtig
Ohne Umweg: Geradeaus

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Gerald – G-Eazy e Anthony Hamilton – Testo e Traduzione in Italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Sai?
Sì

Sono ancora il Gerald che sono stato dall'inizio?
Chiedi a dieci persone, avrai dieci opinioni diverse
Dovrei rappare, dovrei cantare?
Dovrebbe perdere, dovrebbe vincere?
Dovrebbe continuare a lanciare ancora nel nono inning?
Continua a disprezzare, questo è solo aggiungere carburante al mio motore
È ancora il Gerald che è stato dall'inizio?
Chiedi a dieci persone, otterrai dieci opinioni diverse (Sì, uh, davvero)

Qualcuno nella mia vita è stato il mio migliore amico
È passato un minuto da quando il mio ragazzo mi ha mandato un messaggio
Dice davvero qualcosa, penso che mi stia giudicando
Sentiti a dieci miglia di distanza quando sei in piedi accanto a me
Gli stili di vita cambiano, le persone si allontanano
Non accadrà durante la notte, questa merda ha avuto l'inizio più lento
La merda diversa conta quando apri il tuo cuore
La dipendenza dalla celebrità potrebbe soffocarti dall'inizio
Più pazzo dell'eroina, sì, questa merda ti cattura
Mio zio è morto per quello, mio ​​padre mi ha detto, è un bravo ragazzo
Non l'ho mai incontrato, ho solo sentito storie dove ti ha portato
E sto solo cercando di essere all'altezza di quello che pensano che dovrei fare
Perché ha del potenziale, è così prezioso
È così speciale, potrebbe essere Elvis
Dovrebbe essere il più grande, dovrebbe mettere la sua carriera al primo posto
Ma nessuno mi ha mai detto, dovrei andare e mettermi al primo posto, sì

Sono ancora il Gerald che sono stato dall'inizio?
Chiedi a dieci persone, avrai dieci opinioni diverse
Dovrei rappare, dovrei cantare?
Dovrebbe perdere, dovrebbe vincere?
Dovrebbe continuare a lanciare ancora nel nono inning?
Continua a disprezzare, questo è solo aggiungere carburante al mio motore
È ancora il Gerald che è stato dall'inizio?
Chiedi a dieci persone, otterrai dieci opinioni diverse (Sì, davvero)

Come potrebbe sentirsi solo quando è sempre circondato?
Come potrebbe non indulgere quando gli è sempre vicino?
Come mai si droga, potrebbe farlo ancora senza?
Come poteva volare più in alto, rimanendo in qualche modo ancora con i piedi per terra?
Alcuni giorni mi sento davvero come se avrei potuto candidarmi alla presidenza
Certi giorni voglio essere un degenerato autodistruttivo
Mi sto sballando, sprecando il mio tempo, non me ne pento
La gente parla di cosa dovrei fare invece di farlo
Ma questa è la mia vita, di notte vado a letto con essa
Ho dei veri demoni, non riesco a tagliargli la testa
Paga per le mie decisioni, mi sento come se avessi perso una scommessa con esso
Forse il mio successo mi sta andando un po' dritto alla testa
Forse ho ascoltato troppo
Forse ho bevuto tutto il Kool-Aid e il punch alla frutta
Forse ho capito, smettila di cercare aiuto
Smettila di guardare fuori e cercalo in me stesso (davvero)

Sono ancora il Gerald che sono stato dall'inizio?
Chiedi a dieci persone, avrai dieci opinioni diverse
Dovrei rappare, dovrei cantare?
Dovrebbe perdere, dovrebbe vincere?
Dovrebbe continuare a lanciare ancora nel nono inning?
Continua a disprezzare, questo è solo aggiungere carburante al mio motore
È ancora il Gerald che è stato dall'inizio?
Chiedi a dieci persone, avrai dieci opinioni diverse (sono io, per davvero)

Risciacquare, lavare, ripetere, imparare attraverso la ripetizione
Consegna album di platino, lo prendi come un dato di fatto?
Le canzoni non si scrivono da sole, come pensi che vengano scritte?
Vuoi giudicarmi? Allora vieni a scambiarmi la mia posizione
Tutti parlano, tutti reagiscono
Dai tutto per scontato, pensa che queste cose accadano e basta
Ad ogni fermata, saltando giù e sul carro del vincitore
Odio il modo in cui vivo, critica le mie azioni
Ho comprato una casa alle mamme e la città ne era molto orgogliosa
Ho prenotato il giorno dopo, ho fatto un po' di merda con cui hai avuto problemi
Ho quasi fottuto un affare, ero sballato e ne ero fuori
Durante una teleconferenza sui funghi, le mie parole hanno fatto un po' di confusione
Pensa a me stesso, chi sono, tutta la merda che ho fatto
In questo momento, sono i primi due rapper che vendono da dove vengo
E non sono il numero due, ne rimane solo uno
Esco il più grande fottuto artista quando ho finito, per davvero

È ancora il Gerald che è stato dall'inizio? (stato dall'inizio, stato dall'inizio)
Chiedi a dieci persone, otterrai dieci opinioni diverse (dieci opinioni diverse, dieci, dieci opinioni diverse)
È ancora il Gerald che è stato dall'inizio? (stato dall'inizio, stato dall'inizio)
È ancora il Gerald che è stato dall'inizio? (Esco il più grande fottuto artista quando ho finito, per davvero)

ahahah
La tua parte (anche queste cose accadono)
Dimmi che mi amerai per un milione di anni
Allora se non funziona
Allora puoi dirmi addio

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Il Testo della canzone di:
Gerald – G-Eazy Anthony Hamilton


You know?
Yeah

Am I still the Gerald that I been from the beginning?
Ask ten people, you'll get ten different opinions
Should I be rappin', should I be singin'?
Should he be losin', should he be winnin'?
Should he keep pitchin' still in the ninth inning?
Keep dissin', that's just addin' fuel to my engine
Is he still the Gerald that he been from the beginning?
Ask ten people, you'll get ten different opinions (Yeah, uh, for real)

Somebody in my life was a best friend to me
Been a minute since my guy sent a text to me
It really say something, think he's judging me
Feel ten miles apart when you're standing next to me
Lifestyles change, people grow apart
Won't happen overnight, this shit had the slowest start
Different shit matters when you open up your heart
Addiction to celebrity could choke you from the start
Crazier than heroin, yeah, this shit hooks you
My uncle died of that, my dad told me, that's a good dude
Never met him, only heard stories where it took you
And I'm just tryna live up to what they think that I should do
'Cause he's got potential, he's that precious
He's that special, he could be Elvis
He should be the biggest, he should put his career first
But no one ever told me, I should go and put me first, yeah

Am I still the Gerald that I been from the beginning?
Ask ten people, you'll get ten different opinions
Should I be rappin', should I be singin'?
Should he be losin', should he be winnin'?
Should he keep pitchin' still in the ninth inning?
Keep dissin', that's just addin' fuel to my engine
Is he still the Gerald that he been from the beginning?
Ask ten people, you'll get ten different opinions (Yeah, for real)

How could he feel lonely when he's always surrounded?
How could he not indulge when he's always around it?
How come he does drugs, could he still do it without it?
How could he fly the highest, somehow still staying grounded?
Some days I really feel like, I could've run for president
Some days I wanna be a self-destructive degenerate
Getting high, wasting my time, I'm not regretting it
People talking 'bout what I should be doin' instead of it
But this is my life, at night, I go to bed with it
Got some real demons, can't seem to cut off the head of it
Pay for my decisions, feel like I just lost a bet with it
Maybe my success has been going straight to my head a bit
Maybe I been listening too much
Maybe I been drinking all the Kool-Aid and fruit punch
Maybe I got it, just stop tryna find help
Stop lookin' outside, and look for it in myself (For real)

Am I still the Gerald that I been from the beginning?
Ask ten people, you'll get ten different opinions
Should I be rappin', should I be singin'?
Should he be losin', should he be winnin'?
Should he keep pitchin' still in the ninth inning?
Keep dissin', that's just addin' fuel to my engine
Is he still the Gerald that he been from the beginning?
Ask ten people, you'll get ten different opinions (I'm me, for real)

Rinse, wash, repeat, learn through repetition
Deliver platinum albums, you take it as a given?
Songs don't write themselves, how you think they're getting written?
Wanna judge me? Then come trade me my position
Everyone is talkin', everyone's reactin'
Take it all for granted, think these things just happen
Every stop, hoppin' off and on the bandwagon
Hate the way I'm living, criticize my actions
Bought moms a house and the town was hella proud of it
Booked the next day, I did some shit you got a problem with
Almost fucked up a deal, was high, and I was out of it
On a conference call on mushrooms, my words slurred a bit
Mind myself, who I am, all the shit I done
Right now, I'm top two selling rappers where I'm from
And I ain't number two, that only leaves one
I go out the biggest fuckin' artist when I'm done, for real

Is he still the Gerald that he been from the beginning? (Been from the beginning, been from the beginning)
Ask ten people, you'll get ten different opinions (Ten different opinions, ten, ten different opinions)
Is he still the Gerald that he been from the beginning? (Been from the beginning, been from the beginning)
Is he still the Gerald that he been from the beginning? (I go out the biggest fucking artist when I'm done, for real)

Haha
Your side (These Things Happen Too)
Tell me you'll love me for a million years
Then if it don't work out
Then you can tell me goodbye

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Gerald Levert – B.o.B Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
Gerald Levert – B.o.B

Aye, aye, aye

I skeet, divert
The weed, I burn
Gerald Levert
She sweet, sherbert
Alpha, beta, [?]
She Greek, yoghurt
Cheep, cheep, chirp
I don't speak (brrrt) bird

I skeet, divert
The weed, I burn
The streets, I learned, I seen the worst
My life is a [?] from A to Z
My bitches, they foxy, they fine
Don't speak in my language
Don't know what she saying, but we converse
I got no concerns, survived every purge
I'm straight like a million perms
Flow is superb, and did it occur that these were the thoughts of a nerd?
It used to get curve, now all of these bitches is catching the ear
(You got some nerve)
Well, beat, beat in them sheets, eat, your

Eat, your, eat, your
E.T. when I whip, bleat, blurr
Skeet, skrrt, I need the purp
Cheep, cheep, chirp
I don't speak (brrrt) bird

Cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep
Please don't tweet
Please don't tweet
Come and see me
Cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep
Please don't tweet
Come and see me
Come and see me

Yeah
Kiwi vert
Puerto Rican verse
Speak to me first
Lil B curse
Vietnamese, I came with more than one bird, call it a geese
Can't know where I sleep, multiple keys, I'm having multiple dreams
I'm a juggernaut, you gon' jugg or not
Are you a Gemini? Be at a gym a lot
Talkin' to them a lot, talkin' to him a lot
I just be in 'n out, police be trippin' now
Off of my block, they gon' beat up a crooked cop
Made a couple knots, turned it up a notch
I'mma call a phone, they gon' walk it out
Should I rap? Should I sing on the hook or not?

Eat, your, eat, your
E.T. when I whip, bleat, blurr
Skeet, skrrt, I need the purp
Cheep, cheep, chirp
I don't speak (brrrt) bird

Cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep
Please don't tweet
Please don't tweet
Come and see me
Cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep
Please don't tweet
Come and see me
Come and see me

I skeet, divert
The weed, I burn
The streets, I learned, I seen the worst
Bag secured, suite confirmed
Did she squirt, meeting adjourned
With the face paint, aim converse
Sheesh, she burned, I beat the curse
I beat the case, I beat the work
Beat, beat in them sheets, eat, your

Eat, your, eat, your
E.T. when I whip, bleat, blurr
Skeet, skrrt, I need the purp
Realest nigga livin'
'Til I leave the Earth

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Geraldene – Miranda Lambert Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Ti ho visto arrivare fin da Amarillo
Il camion ferma le labbra rosse che tirano su un po' di nicotina
Brillante come i raggi di un El Dorado nuovo di zecca
Sei carina in un parcheggio per roulotte, ma non sarai mai Jolene

Geraldene, Geraldene
Perché devi fare il meschino
Non farmi fare una scenata adesso, Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene
Li metti tutti in ginocchio
Ma non puoi prendere un uomo da me
Geraldene

Se fossi un uomo, farei di te la mia Dallas Alice
Ti metterei un anello del banco dei pegni avanzato sulla tua mano sinistra
Non sarai mai la ragazza del backstage del Crystal Palace
Sei troppo tardi piccola, io sono l'unica puttana nella band

Geraldene, Geraldene
Perché devi essere così cattivo
Non farmi fare una scenata adesso, Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene
Li hai messi tutti in ginocchio
Ma non puoi prendere un uomo da me
Geraldene

Geraldene, Geraldene
Perché devi essere così cattivo
Non farmi fare una scenata adesso, Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene
Li hai messi tutti in ginocchio
Ma non puoi prendere un uomo da me
Geraldene

Geraldene, Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene

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Il Testo della canzone di:
Geraldene – Miranda Lambert


I could see you coming all the way from Amarillo
Truck stop red lips pullin' on some nicotine
Shining like the spokes on a brand new El Dorado
You're trailer park pretty, but you're never gonna be Jolene

Geraldene, Geraldene
Why you gotta make memean
Don't make me cause a scene now, Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene
You get 'em all on their knees
But you can't take a man from me
Geraldene

If I was a man I'd make you my Dallas Alice
I'd put a leftover pawn shop ring on your left hand
You're never gonna be the backstage babe at the Crystal Palace
You're too late baby, I'm the only bitch in the band

Geraldene, Geraldene
Why you got to be so mean
Don't make me cause a scene now, Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene
You got 'em all on their knees
But you can't take a man from me
Geraldene

Geraldene, Geraldene
Why you got to be so mean
Don't make me cause a scene now, Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene
You got 'em all on their knees
But you can't take a man from me
Geraldene

Geraldene, Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene

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Geraldine – The Avett Brothers Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
Geraldine – The Avett Brothers

I come from a place where every name
And every face seem so familiar

In came Miss Progress in her black dress
Look at the mess, she is a killer

Much like you and I
In every case that's made
There has to be a traitor
It's me this time
And I'm trading fun for right
Will I regret the notion later?

Geraldine's a name that comes to mind
When I go back to reminiscing
Abilene's a woman for my childhood
I spent the evenings kissing

I'm a fool for dreaming her alive
And loving something cold and rocky
The homophobic gentlemen built barricades
But their efforts couldn't stop me

In came Miss Progress in her black dress
Look at the mess, she is a killer

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Geraldine – Ivan Graziani Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
Geraldine – Ivan Graziani

Geraldine, come mai sei ancora così?
C'è tua madre che chiama
Rispondi di sì, oh!

Geraldine non riesci
Ad alzarti perché
C'è ancora un sogno
Accanto a te

Ma che sogno stanotte
Il teatro era immenso
Il profumo dei fiori
Era dolce ed intenso

Geraldine eri lì
E aspettavano te
La prima donna
L'unica donna
L'unica vera artista al mondo... te!

Le luci piano, piano vanno via
È un momento d'oro e di magia
Che solo tu sai regalare
Con gli occhi chiusi a recitare
La gente può impazzire
Oh! Geraldine

E tu sei lì, per sempre bella
Irraggiungibile stella
Non ci sei che tu!
Oh! Geraldine...

È stato solo un sogno...

Geraldine, come mai sei ancora così?
C'è tua madre che chiama
Rispondi di sì, oh!

Geraldine, non riesci
Ad alzarti perché...

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Geranio – Premiata Forneria Marconi Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
Geranio – Premiata Forneria Marconi

Balla piano nella via
Balla il vento della notte
Balla un sogno che non c'è più

Balla l'ombra della luna
Sfiora il tempo la fortuna
Balla piano, balla laggiù

Balla solo nella via
Balla un sogno già lontano
Balla piano, balla laggiù

Balla, balla l'allegria
Solo un bimbo, melograno
Balla, piange nella via
Balla, neve, gelo e fame
Balla, gocce cosa sia
Balla e cuoce le campane
Balla il suono della guerra
Fuochi intorno e neve in terra
Balla il suono della via
Balla un suono andato via
Balla piano, balla laggiù

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Gerarchie – Enrico Ruggeri Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
Gerarchie – Enrico Ruggeri

Ti ricorderai di me? "La memoria che cos'è?"
Forse il tempo offuscherà dubbi, ansie, verità

Credi che domanderai? Credi che rinuncerai?
Ma il dolore non si scorda mai

Qualche vestito in più, tutto cambia, ieri non è più qui
E tu, già domani non sarai più così

Gerarchie, rosso di sera, ma sempre un'altra frontiera
Polizie, contrarietà, no non puoi volare c'è la forza di gravità

Gerarchie, leggi per noi, ma combatti se vuoi
Utopie, nella realtà, che ti fa sperare ma più in là

Qualche bambino in più, sta crescendo ma non come vuoi tu
Tu, si sta innamorando di una TV

Gerarchie, rosso di sera, ma sempre un'altra frontiera
Polizie, contrarietà, no non puoi volare c'è la forza di gravità

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Gerard-lenorman – Discografia

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Gerardina Trovato – Discografia

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A meno che io non sia l'unica
È Stata Un'avventura - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Amori amori - Gerardina Trovato
Amori Amori - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Angeli a metà - Gerardina Trovato
Angeli A Metà - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Cambierò domani - Gerardina Trovato
Cambierò Domani - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Chissà - Gerardina Trovato
Chissà se si muore davvero - Gerardina Trovato
Cicciona
Dammi un'ora
Dentro una scatola a colori
Dentro Una Scatola A Colori - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Dimmi almeno il nome
Dimmi Almeno Il Nome - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
E già - Gerardina Trovato
E Già - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
E mi ripeti domani
E Mi Ripeti Domani - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
E' stata un'avventura
E' successo a noi
Elisa - Gerardina Trovato
Energia diretta - Gerardina Trovato
Facce piccole pulite
Facce Piccole Pulite - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Forse l'anima
Gechi e vampiri
Gechi E Vampiri - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Gerardina Trovato
Goodbye - Gerardina Trovato
Goodbye - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
I miei pensieri sono tutti lì - Pierangelo Bertoli
I nuovi Mille
I sogni (Radio Edit)
Il sole dentro - Gerardina Trovato
Il Sole Dentro - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Insieme senza parole
La mia luna
Lasciami libere le mani
Lasciami Libere Le Mani - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Ma Non Ho Più La Mia Città - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Ma non ho più la mia città- Gerardina Trovato
Mammone
Mammone - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Nascerai
Non è un film
Non È Un Film - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Piccoli già grandi - Gerardina Trovato
Piccoli Già Grandi - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Quando non ci sei - Gerardina Trovato
Se ci sei - Gerardina Trovato
Se Ci Sei - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Se fossi un uomo
Se Fossi Un Uomo - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Sognare sognare
Sognare, Sognare - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Sono le tre
Sono Le Tre - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Un'altra estate - Gerardina Trovato
Una storia già finita - Gerardina Trovato
Una Storia Già Finita - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Vivere - Andrea Bocelli
Vivere - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Vivo per te
Vivo Per Te - Gerardina Trovato Testo della canzone
Voglio di più - Gerardina Trovato

 

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Gerçek Şu Ki – Ozan Doğulu Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
Gerçek Şu Ki – Ozan Doğulu

Bu hasretin sonu nereye kadar
Sana yalvarıyorum inan olmaz bu kadar
Bırakmam peşini sen benim olana kadar
Kim ne derse desin beklerim ölene kadar

Yalanlara dolanlara
Bu aralar olanlara
Ben hakkımı helal etmem
Aramızı bozanlara

Kaç kez dön dedim ben sana
İnanıp dönmedin bana
Sanki beni hiç tanımadın
İnandın o insanlara

Gerçek şu ki seni çok seviyorum
Gerçek şu ki seni çok özlüyorum
Kalbimdeki senden haberin olsa
Bugün dönüp gelirsin

Gerçek şu ki sensiz yapamıyorum
Gerçek şu ki nefes alamıyorum
Sana olan aşkım bambaşka inan
Bunu iyi bilirsin

Yalanlara dolanlara
Bu aralar olanlara
Ben hakkımı helal etmem
Aramızı bozanlara

Kaç kez dön dedim ben sana
İnanıp dönmedin bana
Sanki beni hiç tanımadın
İnandın o insanlara

Gerçek şu ki seni çok seviyorum
Gerçek şu ki seni çok özlüyorum
Kalbimdeki senden haberin olsa
Bugün dönüp gelirsin

Gerçek şu ki sensiz yapamıyorum
Gerçek şu ki nefes alamıyorum
Sana olan aşkım bambaşka inan
Bunu iyi bilirsin

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Geremiadi – Miike Takeshi Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
Geremiadi – Miike Takeshi

{Strofa 1}
Dove andare se il passo soppesa morale
Contesa ancestrale del perno centrale
Della motilità del nervo, servo
Infervorato urla la passività di un protervo
Eterno presente, fermo immagine rappresentante
Il contegno di un salice dormiente, dorme il niente
Inteso come assenza ma tale aleatoria
Dà oratoria di parvenza dell'evoluzione della storia
In gloria di decadenza
Membra e organi in giacenza ebbra
Conca del dissapore di sapor amaro
A meno che ameno baro del consueto
Ignaro non deformi la forma del cimelio più raro
Irrorando le crepe perse
Nell'estuario dai letti venerei
Venerei veridica casa silente
Se lente le morti costruissero
Le sorti di mormorii marmorei
E pendente, oscillante come un andante
Il peso stringente divenisse liberazione
Di una ragione vibrante nell'aria a frequenze
Basse, assaporate per un istante al fermo respiro
Prima che il destino chiuda i battenti pesanti
E sull'attenti scemante, antinomia dissacrante
Delinea il ghigno sempreverde
Di un ciglio abbandonato al vento
Figlio illegittimo, esizio sedizioso di volontà
Di un oltre-poco-troppo
Stropicciato e gettato nei cesti dei domani
Passati, e dimentichi d'esser stati a tirar alito
Adirato a dir atono godimento di bastimenti affondati
Strutturalismo del principio ultimo
Struttura del caso, caos a naso, sotteso a pulpito
A far di verticalità orizzonte, donde ombre siglan nome
A mo' di morte, colme di funerali a monte
Boicottati e quindi a concetto
Non certo certamente dissuaso a divenir concerto
Con certo riguardo verso le anime del vestimento
Fendente l'aria discolpantesi nel silenzio

{Strofa 2}
Stoicheion dell'episteme
Sussurrata da surrogata laringe che vince
Conflagrazione innata
Tra l'uno e il suo multiplo che è uno
Illuso, lusingato da un sorriso tirato all'estremo
Tremolante e slabbrato
Che dipana anatomia malata
Caduca caduta nel ventre della mente più acuta
Cullata da un crocchio di verbi abbarbicati nel crocicchio
Tra carotide e pupilla ritratta attratta da un cocchio
Lambente le strade dello sfinimento
Filamento sottile, corda vocale
In sororale rapporto col pentimento
Decodificazione di un Io-palazzo
Azzoppato dalla sua stessa decifrazione
Liso l'arazzo, rifrazione nel passaggio
Tra immagine astratta nel concretarsi
E poi all'inverso disfatta nel decretarsi disgregazione
Disfarsi d'orpello tutto
Tuttologia del costrutto distrutto
In ultimo appello modulato, inconsulto latrato
Oasi d'asimmetrica riproduzione
Del tatto sottratto all'immatricolazione del constatato
In asintotica capacità di verità sinottica
Poiché è tutto e niente
E la pinza sul dente sente anch'essa d'esser ente
Necessario al polo opposto
Appositamente esposto sugli scaffali del mostro
D'ostracismo vittima
E deposto dai troni eterei
Ma composto, composito di purezza
Lui unico di limpidezza intriso
Arriso dal nulla inciso sulla carne
A decantar arte, artefice della propria uccisione
Corrono le viscere lontane dalla magion propria
Ragion obliata, demistificazione
Del colosso, ossario
Abbandonato a far del vento glossario
Eternato immanentemente
Permane nei ricordi dell'universo
Sorretto attentamente e minuziosamente
Descritto discretamente
Come un inclito relitto, riletto cautamente
Seppur esso non

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Gergo Del Sale – RIME ALTRE Testo della canzone

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Gergo Del Sale – RIME ALTRE

Testo + Gergo Del Sale + ft. Frita

Veste del dono che il suono la spoglia
Soglia che vaglia sveglia la voglia
Alla fine
Evade dal credito del suo regime
Le date del debito l’esito di me
Le grate che medito eredito rime

Col lessico in voce tesse da noce la croce dei modi
Tre chiodi radice che parla di nodi
Il nesso che dice tra i luoghi
Sul passo dimesso che satura i roghi

È un canto abissale il gergo del sale racconta di voci sepolte dal mare il guanto del male fa un giro di chiglia
È la voce redenta di una bottiglia
Ferite che bruciano sale e limone
Virano il sangue tra vela e timone
Purga del sangue la vena bisbiglia
Laguna che scalda questa prigione

Ah, ah-ah, in testa ancora due parole
Ah, ah-ah, le conservo per portarle altrove

Riva a riva, vela a vela
Vira in tela la sera apriva
La leva respira saluta il demone
E leva la cera valuta te come il lessico schiera
Ora che impari se le mani non tengono gli occhi gli occhi non tengono mani
Gergo del sale e torno domani

Ah, ah-ah, in testa ancora due parole
Ah, ah-ah

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Gergo popolare – Apu Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
Gergo popolare – Apu

{TAKE}
Ho preso le botte come una duemila
Io l'ho prese sul viso e non faccio il nome mica
Credi che dopo di quella sarai ancora mia amica
Ma dopo quella sera non vali due spicci
Mica sei ricca
No, no no non sei rica
No non sei nessuno
Non sei nessuno se campi spacciando quel fumo
Parlo di me nella piazza gergo popolare
Parli di vita e di come potresti campare se non sai cambiare
La vita di colui che ti prova ad amare
Apu manda la strumentale
Questi devono viaggiare
Non si sanno fidare
Del re del gergo popolare

{RIT}
Scendi al comune fai piano non dirlo a nessuno che andiamo a prendere bruno
Maria non c'è e andata via
Prima che arrivasse la polizia
E alfredo l'astemio
Stasera non viene no no non ci credo

{TAKE}
In piazza parlano tipo i sordo muti
Che per capirli tu ti sforzi e sudi
Faccia scoperta senza nessun timore
Viele spiegate anche senza timone
Vivo la vita un quarto di miglio alla volta come toretto
Porto il rispetto ai piu grandi mi chino mi tolgo il berretto
Questi che mi prendono in giro
Tutti mi prendono ingiro non mi capiscono non li capisco
Prendo la loro opinione e in testa ci piscio
In testa si in testa ci piscio
Guarda che coglione
Il saluto non si toglie nemmeno a i cani
Ma con te faccio un eccezzione
Ponzio pilato mi lavo le mani
Delitto omicidio
Fra chiamo gino
Appena sto in giro
Si sono io
No non sono scemo ti pare
Fotti co me,fotti la piazza
Fotti il re del gergo popolare

{RIT}
Scendi al comune fai piano non dirlo a nessuno che andiamo a prendere bruno
Maria non c'è e andata via
Prima che arrivasse la polizia
E alfredo l'astemio
Stasera non viene no no non ci credo


{outro}
Questi parlano senza dar peso alle parole,un giorno capiranno che quelle parole pesano piu del loro cazzo di cervello

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Geri Halliwell – Discografia

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Au nom de l'amour - Geri Halliwell
Brave-new-world
Breaking-glass
Calling
Circles-around-the-moon
Desire
Destiny
Dont-call-me-baby
Dont-get-any-better
Feel-the-fear
Feels-like-sex
G.a.y
Geri Halliwell
Getting-better
Goodnight-kiss
Heaven-and-hell-being-geri-halliwell
I-was-made-that-way
Its-raining-men
Let-me-love-you
Let-me-love-you-more
Lift-me-up
Live and let die - Geri Halliwell
Look-at-me
Love-is-the-only-light
Love-never-loved-me
Lovey-dovey-stuff
Loving-me-back-to-life
Mi chico latino
My heart belongs to Daddy
New-religion
Passion
Perhaps-perhaps
Ride-it
Scream-if-you-wanna-go-faster
Shake-your-bootie-cutie
So-i-give-up-on-love
Someones-watching-over-me
Sometime
Strength-of-a-woman
Surrender-your-groove
Theres-always-tomorrow
These-boots-are-made-for-walking
Very-slowly
Walkaway
Youre-in-a-bubble

 

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Gerichtsrapskit – Farid Bang Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
Gerichtsrapskit – Farid Bang

[Farid Bang, Staatsanwalt & Anklägerin:]
Bin ich vor Gericht, hörst du den Staatsanwalt sagen:
"Ach Herr Bang, wieder eine Vaterschaftsklage!?
Was ist passiert?" Die Bitch hat im Ferrari geblasen!
"Und wann war das?" Wahrscheinlich wieder ein Karnevalsabend
Wir hatten Sex! - nein, du gabst dem Banger Deep-Throat
Als Beweismittel, Herr Richter, hier ein Handyvideo!
Er sagt: "Das machst du junge Dame aber gut
Doch um ehrlich zu sein, ist das für Unterhalt doch nicht genug"
Aber ich hab' geschluckt, Herr Richter!
"Junge Dame, ich geh' jetzt auf Nummer sicher
Kommen Sie mal bitte in das Nebenzimmer mit"
Und kurz darauf ist sein Penis in der Bitch
Nachdem der Richter in die Nutte reingewichst hat
Kommt der Banger rein ins Zimmer und baut sich ein' wie Kiffer
Danach gibt es das Urteil im scheiß Gerichtssaal
Ich warte leise zitternd auf das Urteil vom Richter
"Herr Bang, sie sind reich, jetzt wollen Scheiden Geld
Doch gegen sie habe ich das Verfahren eingestellt"
Die Nutte ist vom Urteil verletzt und weint
"Vielen Dank, Herr Richter, das nenn' ich Gerechtigkeit!"

[Outro:]
"Das ist doch mal ein gerechtes Urteil, oder?
Na ja, jetzt aber ab zum Oktoberfest!"

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Gerichtsverhandlung – Kollegah Testo della canzone

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Gerichtsverhandlung – Kollegah

„Düsseldorf, der Rapper Kollegah der Boss wurde heute Nacht von der Polizei in Gewahrsam genommen. Ihm werden schwere Tatvorwürfe gemacht, laut der Polizei habe er sich einmal von A bis Z durch die, durch, durch das Strafgesetzbuch gewütet, du Kek.“

Yeah, ich nehm' im Saal neben meinen Anwälten Platz
Ein Beamter in schwarz nimmt mir die Handschellen ab
Und macht die Fußfesseln los (yeah)
Die Gerichtsschreiberin wird, nachdem ich ihr nonchalant zulächle, rot
Und der Staatsanwalt wettert, „Wir könn'n nicht dulden, dass der Boss hier mit AKs und Berettas
Durch die Nachbarschaft brettert und die Stadt halb zerschmettert
Euer Ehren, man kann nur hoffen, dass sich der Wüstling einmal in der Haftanstalt bessert
Dieser Mafiaverbrecher führt hier Mordaufträge aus wie
Sexy Porno-Babes in seinem Sportcoupé von Audi
Wenn er sorglos durch die Town zieht, er ist Stoffticker im Block
Und lieferte sich 'ne Schießerei mit den Officern der Cops
Die ihn Uptown verfolgten und die Nacht lang jagten, ey
Sie ihn Midtown versetzten wie 'ne Yacht am Hafensteg
Ich stell' Haftantrag und seh' akute Fluchtgefahr (ja)
Er hat 100k allein vom letzten Schutzgeld da
Er muss in U-Haft bleiben, sonst gibt's wieder Drive-by-Schüsse
Es ist nötig, dass ich die Allgemeinheit schütze
Und ich ihn wegsperr', aber
Ohne Kaution, denn kommt er frei, wird er in einem fortwüten wie'n cholerische Fiesta-Fahrer“
Mein Anwalt sagt, „Mein Klient ist unbescholten
Es ist doch so, dass die Cops ihn ohne Grund verfolgten“
Ich muss räuspern, seh' die Schreiberin charmant an, sie läuft an
Wird knallrot, der Richter fragt, „Will sich ihr Mandant dazu äußern?“
Ich sag', „Genau, euer Ehren!
Diese Vorführe lass' ich nicht auf mir sitzen im Gegensatz zu ihrer Frau, euer Ehren!“
Und als ein Raunen im Raum entsteht, schreit er, „Raus mit dem!
Ich will diese unverschämte Sau in meiner Town nicht seh'n!
Verfrachtet ihn ins [?]!“
Sie zwing'n mich aufzusteh'n
Ich zwinker' der Schreiberin nochmal zu, als wir nach draußen geh'n (yeah)

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Gerione – Kyterion Testo della canzone

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Gerione – Kyterion

Ecco la fiera con la coda aguzza
Che passa I monti e rompe I muri e l'armi
Ecco colei che tutto 'l mondo appuzza!»
E quella sozza imagine di froda

Sen venne, e arrivò la testa e 'l busto
Ma 'n su la riva non trasse la coda

Nel vano tutta sua coda guizzava
Torcendo in sù la venenosa forca
Ch'a guisa di scorpion la punta armava

La faccia sua era faccia d'uom giusto
Tanto benigna avea di fuor la pelle
E d'un serpente tutto l'altro fusto
Due branche avea pilose insin l'ascelle

Lo dosso e 'l petto e ambedue le coste
Dipinti avea di nodi e di rotelle

Così ancor su per la strema testa
Di quel settimo cerchio tutto solo andai
Dove sedea la gente mesta
Per li occhi fora scoppiava lor duolo

Di qua, di là soccorrien con le mani
Quando a' vapori, e quando al caldo suolo:
Dal collo a ciascun pendea una tasca
E quindi par che 'l loro occhio si pasca

Così ne puose al fondo Gerïone
Al piè de la stagliata rocca
E, discarcate le nostre persone
Si dileguò come da corda cocca

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German Dream 2012 – Farid Bang Testo della canzone

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German Dream 2012 – Farid Bang

[Farid Bang:]
Ey, es war 2006, ich rappte für dein Mixtape
Holte mir durch dich Fame, doch gab niemals 'nen Fick, ey
Ich kannte dich vom TV, du warst ein Superstar
Und ich stand immer hinter dir, auch wenn du unten warst
Setzten einen Trend, wir rappten für die Fans
Und ich glaub, ohne diesen Bruder hätt ich keinen Benz
Weißt du noch, beim Comet, ich ergriff für dich Partei
Diese Bitches wollten Streit, doch ich lass dich niemals allein
Eko Fresh, S-O-S, er ist Teil von meinem Hype
Und besorgte mir mein' allerersten Deal bei 3-1-3
Was kostet die Welt, alle hatten dich längst abgeschrieben
Banger leben kürzer, ich musste auf diese Spasten schießen
Du legtest nach, legtest nach wie nie zuvor
Eko Fresh ist zurück und kriegt von der Street Support
Ey, und dieser Song soll dir zeigen, dass es Brüder gibt
Eko Fresh, Farid Bang, der German Dream übernimmt

[Farid Bang & Eko Fresh:]
Weißt du noch, Bro, ich hab gesagt, du gehst auf Vier
Und jetzt hab ich's fast geschafft, alles wegen dir
Es ist nicht wegen mir, das ist alles dein Verdienst
Eko Fresh, Farid Bang, wir hatten einen Dream
Wir hatten Flows, Image, Skills, aber keinen Deal
Ich mache meinen Traum wahr, doch ich bleibe real
Ich hab keinen Beef, ich hab mit jedem Stress
Und ohne Eko Fresh hätt ich nicht diesen CLS

[Eko Fresh:]
Ich weiß auch, am Anfang hab ich's dir nicht leicht gemacht
Doch du hast es dir erkämpft und hast es weit gebracht
Du hast Leidenschaft, Ehrgeiz, Bruder, mach dein Ding
Summer, du und ich, wir sind die Kanaken-Kings
Es tut mir Leid, denn es war nicht immer einfach, mit mir auszukomm'n
Ich hoff, es war okay, dass das der Preis war, um groß rauszukomm'n
Schon gut, ich hab dir doch nur die Türe aufgemacht
Ich weiß, das selbe hättest du für deine Brüder auch gemacht
Welchen Rappern ich vertraute, besser oder nicht verkaufte
Hast mich motiviert, als ich's vielleicht selber nicht mehr glaubte
Auf einmal merkt ich, dieser Junge er ist immer da
Egal, wie angeblich out oder in ich war
Ich will von dir nix, will von dir nix
Jedes Auto, das du fährst, jede Milf, die du fickst
Gönn ich dir, Hauptsache, dass du niemals vergisst
German Dream, wer du warst, wer du bleibst, wer du bist - Farid Bang

[Farid Bang & Eko Fresh:]
Weißt du noch, Bro, ich hab gesagt, du gehst auf Vier
Und jetzt hab ich's fast geschafft, alles wegen dir
Es ist nicht wegen mir, das ist alles dein Verdienst
Eko Fresh, Farid Bang, wir hatten einen Dream
Wir hatten Flows, Image, Skills, aber keinen Deal
Ich mache meinen Traum wahr, doch ich bleibe real
Ich hab keinen Beef, ich hab mit jedem Stress
Und ohne Eko Fresh hätt ich nicht diesen CLS

Weißt du noch, Bro, ich hab gesagt, du gehst auf Vier
Und jetzt hab ich's fast geschafft, alles wegen dir
Es ist nicht wegen mir, das ist alles dein Verdienst
Eko Fresh, Farid Bang, wir hatten einen Dream
Wir hatten Flows, Image, Skills, aber keinen Deal
Ich mache meinen Traum wahr, doch ich bleibe real
Ich hab keinen Beef, ich hab mit jedem Stress
Und ohne Eko Fresh hätt ich nicht diesen CLS

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German Dream Is Back Eko Fresh e Farid Bang Feat Capkekz- Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
German Dream Is Back – Eko Fresh e Farid Bang Feat  Capkekz

 

[Farid Bang:]
Spielothek, Videodreh, Mitleid ist 'ne Schwäche
Das hier ist reines Verbrechen und ich fick deine Gesetze
Es kommt Rauch aus der Lunge, werd deine Frau vor dir bumsen
Und ich zieh eus aus dem Verkehr, wie ein Autobahnbulle
Steig ein, Drive-By in meinem Revier
Und was bringt dir Anabol, wenn du dann Beine trainierst
Derendorf, Massenmord, du willst Schutz, dann zahl Geld
Du Punker trägst grünes Haar wie Bushaltestell'n
Deutschland, von heut an gibt's Straßenschlachten
Auf den Straßen schlachten, das ist hartes Business
Ja, die Straße will mich, deine Ma ist billig
Ihr wollt Doubletime rappen, doch seid lahm wie Philipp
Desperado schießt auf dich und deinen Hurensohn-Rap
Bis du aus Kugeln bestehst wie ein Murmel-Set
Geht in Sicherheit, ihr Ficker, dieser G ist verrückt
Denn ich nimm, was ich kriegen kann und gib nix zurück

German Dream, wir ficken dein Urteil, Opa
Benehmen uns wie somalische Ureinwohner
Grembranx, hier spielen die Teenies verrückt
Es ist 2009, German Dream ist zurück
German Dream, ich boxe die Nutten weg
Jeder fickt mit jedem, deutscher Rap ist Gruppensex
Derendorf, hier wurde der G entdeckt
Es ist 2009, German Dream is back

[Eko Fresh:]
Summer und ich auf einem Track ist wie Pacino und DeNiro
In 'nem Film, ich befind mich grade in 'nem Film
Sag mal Klettergerüst (Klettergerüst)
Du hast 'n nackten Rapper geküsst
Warum knutschst du mit 'nem nackten Mann?
Es ist in der Stadt bekannt, bald kommt "Cap der Angst"
Ich bin ein Nerd, ich mag Wrestling, ich bin der Dreamcatcher
Du sitzt da wie der Fette auf dem Klo bei Dreamcatcher
Wir würden abgeh'n ohne Ende, würden Major in uns Geld stecken
Eine Line von mir kann die Welt retten
Jeder, der mich kennenlernt, möchte selbst rappen
Du kannst nicht mich, du kannst höchstens einen Elch testen
GD Revolution, Aufstand der neuen 60er
Du bist auch grad ein Rapper, klar, bitte lauf mal, denn Ek ist da
Ist es mein Arschloch, was du so tief leckst?
2009, German Dream is back, Nutte, was

[Farid Bang:]
German Dream, wir ficken dein Urteil, Opa
Benehmen uns wie somalische Ureinwohner
Grembranx, hier spielen die Teenies verrückt
Es ist 2009, German Dream ist zurück
German Dream, ich boxe die Nutten weg
Jeder fickt mit jedem, deutscher Rap ist Gruppensex
Derendorf, hier wurde der G entdeckt
Es ist 2009, German Dream is back

[Capkekz:]
Du Bastard kennst meine Gang, ich mach das für meine Fans
GD bedeutet nur Charakter und Temperament
Also rennt mal weg, oder rein in den Mund
Du dumme Schwuchtel, du bist ein ungeeigneter Hund
Und ich rap von Gewalt und stell Rapper dann kalt
Rap ist eine Suppe, Junge, wir sind Pfeffer und Salz
Und ich stech in dein Hals, denn es herrscht Krieg, Kleiner
Ich bin nicht du, du trägst 'n Rang von einem Vierbeiner
Weil uns die Straße kennt, die Straße brennt
German Dream Evangelium ist zurück im Parlament
Du halbes Hemd, ich bin ja so abgefuckt
Und ich pack die Axt, denn bald kommt "Cap der Angst"
Kap der Capz, ich mach den Shit ohne Scheiß
Die ganze Szene stinkt, es riecht hier nach totem Fleisch
Und ich beam dich weg, wir zieh'n nicht weg
Grembranx ist die Hood, Nigga, German Dream is back

[Farid Bang:]
German Dream, wir ficken dein Urteil, Opa
Benehmen uns wie somalische Ureinwohner
Grembranx, hier spielen die Teenies verrückt
Es ist 2009, German Dream ist zurück
German Dream, ich boxe die Nutten weg
Jeder fickt mit jedem, deutscher Rap ist Gruppensex
Derendorf, hier wurde der G entdeckt
Es ist 2009, German Dream is back

German Dream, wir ficken dein Urteil, Opa
Benehmen uns wie somalische Ureinwohner
Grembranx, hier spielen die Teenies verrückt
Es ist 2009, German Dream ist zurück
German Dream, ich boxe die Nutten weg
Jeder fickt mit jedem, deutscher Rap ist Gruppensex
Derendorf, hier wurde der G entdeckt
Es ist 2009, German Dream is back

[Eko:]
Oh Oh German Dream
Für mein Leben, man
Haha - Oh Yeah

Vielen dank ans Forum, vielen Dank an alle die gevotet haben
Juice Awards, Alter. Wir dominieren!
Passt auf, alter, dieses Jahr wat alles noch kommt vom GD
"Cap der Angst" als nächstes, checkt das ab
Bisher unser professionellstes Release
Also, was geht?!

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German Studies – The Breeders Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
German Studies – The Breeders

[In German]

Das ist kein leerer Raum
Ich sitze doch hier
Ich bin noch hier
Ich bleibe hier
Ich bin noch hier
Und ich muss sehen sachen (sachen, sachen)
Die Kuh
Ich bin nicht verschwunden
Lass das Licht an

Du bist nur gekommen
Wass machst du bloss
Wer machst du, du hast bloss
Ich muss sehen, sehen,
Wass wollen die hier, hör auf
Die hier, hör auf
Du verruckte Alte frau
Du erlöschten möchten
Lass das licht an

Dunkel, im dunkeln, im dunkeln

Du machst meinen Scherben tönen
Die Scherben runterfallen
Im dunkeln
Fallen, fallen, fallen
Und so weiter?.damit
Wir werden bei dir sein
Und du bist der Lampschirm
Lass das licht an.

Im dunkeln, im dunkeln
Ich bin noch hier
Und ich muss sehen sachen
Du verruckten alte Frau
Lass das licht an

hahh hahh

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Germano – Discografia

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A Mezzanotte Meno Dieci - Germanò Testo della canzone
Ça va?
- Germanò Testo della canzone

Carabiniere - Germanò Testo della canzone
Caramella - Germanò Testo della canzone
Dario - Germanò Testo della canzone
Dicembre - Germanò Testo della canzone
Friends forever - Germanò Testo della canzone
Grace - Germanò Testo della canzone
L'Automobile Che Corre - Germanò Testo della canzone
Per Cercare Il Ritmo - Germanò Testo della canzone
Per Non Riprendersi - Germanò Testo della canzone
San Cosimato - Germanò Testo della canzone

 

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Germano, i sellini e sua madre – Claudio Bisio Testo della canzone

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Germano, i sellini e sua madre – Claudio Bisio

Viva la gente, la trovi ovunque vai
Viva la gente, simpatica più che mai
Se più gente guardasse alla gente con favor
Avremmo meno gente difficile e più gente di cuor

Mi dice il mio amico Germano:
"andiamo a annusare sellini di bici
Davanti al linguistico Pia Crocefissa
Maria Ausiliatrice Piagata ed Assunta
Dal Buon Redentore"

Io dico: "È una scuola maschile!"
Germano m'incalza: "Ué, non fare il sottile!
Lo dico per te, è tutto grasso che cola
Tu pensa soltanto se ai tempi di scuola
Lo avessi trovato qualcuno
Che annusa la tua Roma Sport!"

Effettivamente non l'ho mai trovato
"ma io non ci voglio venire, ci ho già il mio da fare
Ci ho corso di nausea e le gare - ecco - di Orzoro!"
Io poi lo so già che i sellini non c'è da fidarti
Tu arrivi, saluti, ci provi a sederti
Ma il sellino di dice:
"FUORI DAI COGLIONI!"
Oh, yes

"Ehilà, ciao a tutti, come state, state bene?"
"Sì, stiamo bene, grazie!"
"Come state?"
"Stiamo bene!"
"Ciao, ciao!"
"Sì, ciao!"
"Ciao a tutti!"

È un mulo, l'amico Germano
Un martello, un aratro
Ste cazzo di feste e le gite
Il teatro, lui poi ci ha un bel dire:
"Uei non fare il musone
Se siamo sei coppie e tu invece da solo
Non fare la faccia di quello
Che sembran due mesi che qui non si ciula
Che invece è due anni
Però non importa
Siam qui con Ermanno, la Cicci, la Dada
Alessandra, Fiorenzo, la Titti, Sabrino
Samantha, Martino, la Zizzi, la Merdi
Divertiti su!"

Okay, mi diverto però non vorrei
Succedesse come tre anni fa
Quando dicesti: "Vedi, tu e Rita
Dovreste venire a teatro più spesso!
Io non concepisco il tuo disinteresse
Per l'arte più pura"
Però concepisti con Rita un bambino
Nel buio del retro foyer

Germano, sei proprio un amico
Che spasso quel Tito Andronico
Ti bacio e ti strabenedico
Ma scusa se adesso fornico la madre di te

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Germany – Bleeding Through Testo della canzone

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Germany – Bleeding Through

There was a wall constructed inside of my ripping through my heart
And brick by brick I'll slave to tear it all down

Say goodbye to loneliness the past is finally dead
There is no allegiance the past is finally dead

I felt so trapped a stranger frozen to these streets
With broken bones wounds I swore would never heal
I always hoped for something true but
My emotions were always conflicted, so conflicted
Next stop the Berlin Bridge
I once gave my heart for black hair pale skin and broken English
My life was always so confined
Like being chained against the flow of the gutter

I had no worth only a hunger for excess to fill the gaps
There was no depth to this abyss

So conflicted
From this day forward
I'll wear my heart on my sleeve
It's ten below outside but it's pale in comparison
To how frozen my judgment used to be

There is no regrets the past is finally dead
The past is finally dead
I have no regrets
None

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Germe – Plakkaggio Testo della canzone

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Germe – Plakkaggio

Coagulo informe, vessillo e appartenenza
Disastro annunciato - totale coerenza
Ancora sfacelo e' l'ennesima serata
Urla squarciano il cielo - un drappo infrange l'aria
Uoooo oooo ea ooooo
Uoooo oooo - non cambi...affronti!
Uoooo oooo ea ooooo
Uoooo oooo - brutale naufragio...
Soffrirai...
Agonizzerai...
Con i tuoi guai...
Ma qui!
Osteggerai
Combatterai
Aggredirai
Con noi! (l'oi!)
Un istinto rabbioso - nella calca ti fai strada
Privo del cappio della societa' malata
Radere al suolo il germe del progresso
Livore dei secoli...emblema dell'astio...
Uoooo oooo ea ooooo
Uoooo oooo - non cambi...affronti!
Uoooo oooo ea ooooo
Uoooo oooo - odiati e fieri!
Rit

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Germo – Discografia

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Intro - Germo Testo della canzone
Mosche Bianche - Germo Testo della canzone
Niente da perdere - Germo Testo della canzone
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Germogli di noja – Omega Storie Testo della canzone

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Germogli di noja – Omega Storie

{Strofa 1}
Domandami
Domandami ch'è lecito
Tu che ci trovi?
Se fa tre righe in un bel libro che non leggerò
Hai scandito, sì, quattr'anni a Pasolini e germogli di soia
Io riesco a annoiarmi pur riempiendo i miei fogli di noia
Passo per il viale dietro le cascine
Faccio presto
Del resto l'hai sempre voluto tu
Mi tengo stretto il fazzoletto tuo
Mi alzo con uno scatto netto e vado
Mi lascio dietro quello che ho portato
Come chi va in alto e salta come Dio
Ma non ti basta la tua tela per imitare un Magritte
E resti falsa e noi chiudiamo e ricominciamo da qui
Mi sembra strano
Mi riconosci come in un affresco su a San Sebastiano
E la mia tavola imbandiamola
Ho trovato una scusa scema
Ma almeno si dialoga
Io mento spesso ma ora no
Prima ti amavo
E adesso

{RIT.}
Ti giuro che non posso fare a meno
Di dirti certe cose come stanno
Ma guardandola più dall'interno è un "come stiamo?"
Il tuo grido d'aiuto per me è un protestiamo
Lasciamela almeno
Intendo la mia mano in rotta per ammutinarsi
Per quanto mi riguarda senza vino lei può pure mutilarsi
Vincerò anch'io questa guerra quando sarò multitasking
Ma tu

{Strofa 2}
Mi dici che hai letto Tolstoj, Bukowski, la Christie, Conan Doyle, Dostoevskij, Kant
E ami pure Faletti e Volo
E imitare la Fallaci, ti ispiri a "Se questo è un uomo"
Boh sincero, ma dai
Settimanalmente se ti manco senti mancamenti
E cerchi un altro ambiente asettico
Mi sento a mio agio perché ridi se mi spettino
E mi sento in pace con me stesso
Come donne cieche che si specchiano lo stesso
Lo sai che {?}
È la differenza fra un ventilatore e una girandola
Ho preso storie giganti sai girandola
Dietro le cascine
Prova a togliermi sto colpo che mi sparo per sparire
E sta tutto nelle tue mani bianche con lo smalto trasparente perlato
Ed indugi aspetti per farlo
Ritorna
L'inverno è buio e quanto ricorda
E a pennellate sull'asfalto fa un ritratto di donna
E ti lamenti perché stanca che poi quanto ti morde
È relativo
È qui è più un dato di fatto e ricorda
Che avere la coscienza ben pulita mi sporca
Ed il contatto mi sporca come un bagno di folla

{RIT.}
Ti giuro che non posso fare a meno
Di dirti certe cose come stanno
Ma guardandola più dall'interno è un "come stiamo?"
Il tuo grido d'aiuto per me è un protestiamo
Lasciamela almeno
Intendo la mia mano in rotta per ammutinarsi
Per quanto mi riguarda senza vino lei può pure mutilarsi
Vincerò anch'io questa guerra quando sarò multitasking
Ma tu..

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Germoglio – DJ Gruff Testo della canzone

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Germoglio – DJ Gruff

{Verse 1 Dj Gruff}
Germoglio dalla prima luce del foglio
Sulle parole deraglio poi mi ripiglio se voglio
Ti caccio la base con il rap e ci screccio
Riempio una cartina e mi allaccio
Assaggiami 'sto suono c'è il rimbom dove sboccio
Semplicemente stile che animo e spaccio
So che ti piace come le racconto semini bottone e rischiaccio
Poi cresce l'impiccio e sapete che faccio?
Mi passo al setaccio 'sto chilo che frullo col ghiaccio
Isolato dal resto mi appresto sull'ennesimo impasto
Mi imposto nel prossimo testo che assieme a mill'altri accatasto
Storie e cime ci metto quel senso che esprime
'sto risultato da un milione di nomi in un milione di rime
Cacciatori di svari racconto deliri
Un safari di capogiri dove sogno gremi rari perso dentro interminabili tiri
Sipario e sospiri
Vedo la terra blu viaggio a infiniti chilometri orari
Ma sto fondendo i motori!

{Chorus Dj Gruff x1} Molto molto buoniiiii!
Molto buoniiiii!
Ci son ginepri che ti sballano un bel pò di più!
Molto molto buoniiiii!
Molto buoniiiii!

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Germs – Chief Keef Testo della canzone

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Germs – Chief Keef

They be saying all I do is flirt
Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt
Man, all these niggas do is purr
I'm skrt-skrting, finna do a curb
Sit back, all you gotta do is learn
I stay trapping, all I do is earn
Your bitch went on you cause you a therm
But you can have her back cause she got germs

I got big rings, I got big bank
I got chips, Lays, finna hit Chase
Eating filet, mignon aye
Living like a playa, priest to a maid
It's all about the free, she gon' let me skeet
She said you rollin', we put you on your knees
I gotta bitch that look like Kelly Bundy
But then she woulda said that I was ugly

They be saying all I do is flirt
Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt
Man, all these niggas do is purr
I'm skrt-skrting, finna do a curb
Sit back, all you gotta do is learn
I stay trapping, all I do is earn
Your bitch went on you cause you a therm
But you can have her back cause she got germs

High baby doll, call me Ice
You are all doomed to delight
Give me some Sprite and some ice
Walked in the bank like "Hi honey, I'm home"
Think I'm Randy Moss, I'm going wild
She think I'm Krayzie Bone, but she gon' let me bone
You saying this and that, but you high
On the L.A. but I'm on my fucking way to Rome
Turn up for a two tone, you know I gotta shit, um
Gotta get my poop on, I was tired of riding trucks
Had to get my coupe on, I started with one verse
Had to get my two on

They be saying all I do is flirt
Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt
Man, all these niggas do is purp
I'm skrt-skrting, finna do a curb
Sit back, all you gotta do is learn
I stay trapping, all I do is earn
Your bitch went on you cause you a therm
But you can have her back cause she got germs

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Germs – Chief Keef Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
Germs – Chief Keef

They be saying all I do is flirt
Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt
Man, all these niggas do is purr
I'm skrt-skrting, finna do a curb
Sit back, all you gotta do is learn
I stay trapping, all I do is earn
Your bitch went on you cause you a therm
But you can have her back cause she got germs

I got big rings, I got big bank
I got chips, Lays, finna hit Chase
Eating filet, mignon aye
Living like a playa, priest to a maid
It's all about the free, she gon' let me skeet
She said you rollin', we put you on your knees
I gotta bitch that look like Kelly Bundy
But then she woulda said that I was ugly

They be saying all I do is flirt
Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt
Man, all these niggas do is purr
I'm skrt-skrting, finna do a curb
Sit back, all you gotta do is learn
I stay trapping, all I do is earn
Your bitch went on you cause you a therm
But you can have her back cause she got germs

High baby doll, call me Ice
You are all doomed to delight
Give me some Sprite and some ice
Walked in the bank like "Hi honey, I'm home"
Think I'm Randy Moss, I'm going wild
She think I'm Krayzie Bone, but she gon' let me bone
You saying this and that, but you high
On the L.A. but I'm on my fucking way to Rome
Turn up for a two tone, you know I gotta shit, um
Gotta get my poop on, I was tired of riding trucks
Had to get my coupe on, I started with one verse
Had to get my two on

They be saying all I do is flirt
Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt
Man, all these niggas do is purp
I'm skrt-skrting, finna do a curb
Sit back, all you gotta do is learn
I stay trapping, all I do is earn
Your bitch went on you cause you a therm
But you can have her back cause she got germs

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Veleno - GERO RIGGIO Testo della canzone

 

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Geronimo – Apice Testo della canzone

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Geronimo – Apice


Tornare vergine come l'America senza gli Americani
A prima che i fast food sostituissero le frecce degli Indiani
E pitturarmi la faccia con quello che mi pare
Sciogliere la maschera che mi fa meno male
Senza telecomandi per fare detonare i stretti primordiali

E liberare questo mio corpo di male
Da mania di possessione da esplosioni controllate
E liberare queste mie parole vuote
Dall'istinto di colmare questo vuoto di pressione
Che mi gira la testa e ?
E cado giù,giù come Geronimo

Tornare vergine come l'America
Scappare tra gli Indiani
Lasciare tutto qui
Nelle riserve stupide dei vostri grattacieli

E sciogliere i miei dubbi sul domani
Raccogliendo con le mani le parole dei miei ?
Vincere il timore di restare andare,andare,dove andare non ?
Abbattere cordoni ombellicali che mi legano a molari che non voglio avere

Cade giù,giù come Geronimo
?
Che mi dan del tu,tu
Mi conoscono bene

Sono i sogni che ho
Le certezze che so(x3)
Di non potere avere

Giù,giù,giù,giù,giù(come Geronimo)

Giù,giù,giù,giù,giù...

Sono i sogni che ho
Le certezze che so
Di ? che ho
Le certezze che so
Di ? che ho
Le certezze che so
Di non poter avere

In aggiornamento...

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Geronimo – Aura Dione Testo della canzone

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Geronimo – Aura Dione

Gee-gee-hee-jo-jo-ho-la-la-hm, let's go Geronimo

I'll get you outta here,
There's too much talking in this atmosphere,
Cause I just wanna get you outta here,
My baby gonna get a lot of me, ooh.

She goes
Gee-gee-hee-jo-jo-ho-la-la-hm, let's go Geronimo
Say-say-hee-so-so-ho-la-la hm, let's go Geronimo
Gee-gee-hee-jo-jo-ho-la-la-hm, let's go

And I'm breaking, I'm breaking away,
I'm aiming power-power shots
And I'm giving all I got.
I'm fearless, I'm fearless today,
I paint my face with teardrip-drops
And I'm kissing underdogs.

Gee-gee-hee-jo-jo-ho-la-la-hm, let's go Geronimo
Gee-gee-hee-jo-jo-ho-la-la-hm, let's go Geronimo

Wanna get you outta here,
There's too much smoking in this atmosphere,
I just wanna see you bright and clear,
My baby gonna get a lot of me, ooh.

She goes
Gee-gee-hee-jo-jo-ho-la-la-hm, let's go Geronimo
Say-say-hee-so-so-ho-la-la hm, let's go Geronimo
Gee-gee-hee-jo-jo-ho-la-la-hm, let's go

Yea I'm breaking, I'm breaking away,
I'm aiming power-power shots
And I'm giving all I got.
I'm fearless, I'm fearless today,
I paint my face with teardrip-drops
And I'm kissing underdogs.

Gee-gee-hee-jo-jo-ho-la-la-hm, let's go Geronimo
Gee-gee-hee-jo-jo-ho-la-la-hm, let's go Geronimo

Do it all for love,
Let's do it all for love
It all comes down
To you an me,
To me and you, you and me

And I'm breaking, I'm breaking away,
I'm aiming power-power shots
And I'm giving all I got.
I'm fearless, I'm fearless today,
I paint my face with teardrip-drops
And I'm kissing underdogs.

Gee-gee-hee-jo-jo-ho-la-la-hm, let's go Geronimo
Gee-gee-hee-jo-jo-ho-la-la-hm, let's go Geronimo

Do it all for love,
Let's do it all for love
La la la la la...

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Geronimo – Billy Ray Cyrus Testo della canzone

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Geronimo – Billy Ray Cyrus

It was a wildcat of a hot night the stars were rippin' holes in the sky
The crickets in the thicket clicked quicker every minute poppin' like a 4th of July
On a tall paint pony on a bolt of white light rode a fire eyed medicineman
He said my name is Jerome and you're standin' in my home
Hounting was a song that he sang

He said the salt from my tears made a mountain so high
The moon had to jump to get over
I was cheated and beat but I never denied
The sun's my daddy and the earth is my mama
Wanderin' ghosts you made my tribe and my bride
Their prayers filled my ears as they fell
Then you drug me through the gutter till it hurt like hell
But if you think I look bad bud you better check out yourself

He said your bad dreams spinnin' in my mama's head
You strapped the foul breathed wolf to the back
You ride a steel horse racin' toward a rainbow's end
While her seas and her rivers run black
He said look what you done to her native son
Buddy look what you did to her skies
You trap her power and her glory in your company funds
But your prophets only make me cry

He said the salt from my tears...

[guitar]

He said boy can't you se that you're part of the planet
No less or more than the sea of the granite
She tries to give you all her love still you just want to ride her
What will you give for your last cup of water
What kind of price will you put on your brother
What are the secrets of your sould she's keepin' deep down inside her
Unless you really wanna know don't ask Geronimo
Unless you really wanna know don't ask Geronimo

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Geronimo – Brokencyde Testo della canzone

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Geronimo – Brokencyde

Lets go girl, lets hit the beach
Sip some drank, might hit the weed
Go someplace, might hit the cheeks
Might leave some sand up in the sheets
Like damnnnnnnn!! Yeah I'm the man
Flights on flights don't need to land
Fly forever, Peter Pan
If you're trying to get high I might need a hand

You ain't doing shit so what's good for tonight
You're sexy and you know it girl you ain't gotta be shy
Lets go girl the whole world is all a matter of time
Just step in my jet and lets go for a ride

Lets go girl
Yeah let it go
Lets go girl
Now drop it low
Lets go girl
She hit the flo
And dropped that thang like Geronimo!!! [x2]

Yeah you the shit
Pop that thang, girl do the splits
Pop champagne like you that rich
Scream fuck them hoes like you that bitch
Okayyyyyyyyy!! Uh uh, no way
Tell the whole world we're on our way
Fly wherever, no delays
Drink whatever, don't need no chase

You ain't doing shit so what's good for tonight
You're sexy and you know it girl you ain't gotta be shy
Lets go girl the whole world is all a matter of time
Just step in my jet and lets go for a ride

Lets go girl
Yeah let it go
Lets go girl
Now drop it low
Lets go girl
She hit the flo
And dropped that thang like Geronimo!!! [x2]

HATE! KILL! LOVE! PAIN! [x2]

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Geronimo – The BossHoss Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
Geronimo – The BossHoss

G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo

I'll get you out of here
There's too much talking in this atmosphere
'Cause I just wanna get you out of here
My baby gonna get a lot of me

She gon' G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo
Ziz zay, so zo, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo
G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go

And I'm breaking, I'm breaking away
I'm aiming pow, power shots and I'm giving all I got
I'm fearless, I'm fearless today
I paint my face with teardrops and I'm kissing underdogs

Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo

Get you out of here
There's too much smoke in this atmosphere
I just wanna see you bright and clear
My baby's gonna get a lot of me

She goes G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo
Ziz zay, so zo, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo
G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go

And I'm breaking, I'm breaking away
I'm aiming pow, power shots and I'm giving all I got
I'm fearless, I'm fearless today
I paint my face with teardrops and I'm kissing underdogs

Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo

Do it all for love
Yeah, let's do it all for love
To you and me
To me and you
To you and me

And I'm breaking, I'm breaking away
I'm aiming pow, power shots and I'm giving all I got
I'm fearless, I'm fearless today
I paint my face with teardrops and I'm kissing underdogs

Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo

Do it all for love
Let's do it all for love
Love, la la la la love
La la la la...

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Geronimo – The BossHoss Testo della canzone

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Geronimo – The BossHoss

G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo

I'll get you out of here
There's too much talking in this atmosphere
'Cause I just wanna get you out of here
My baby gonna get a lot of me

She gon' G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo
Ziz zay, so zo, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo
G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go

And I'm breaking, I'm breaking away
I'm aiming pow, power shots and I'm giving all I got
I'm fearless, I'm fearless today
I paint my face with teardrops and I'm kissing underdogs

Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo

Get you out of here
There's too much smoke in this atmosphere
I just wanna see you bright and clear
My baby's gonna get a lot of me

She goes G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo
Ziz zay, so zo, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo
G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go

And I'm breaking, I'm breaking away
I'm aiming pow, power shots and I'm giving all I got
I'm fearless, I'm fearless today
I paint my face with teardrops and I'm kissing underdogs

Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo

Do it all for love
Yeah, let's do it all for love
To you and me
To me and you
To you and me

And I'm breaking, I'm breaking away
I'm aiming pow, power shots and I'm giving all I got
I'm fearless, I'm fearless today
I paint my face with teardrops and I'm kissing underdogs

Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
Whoa, oh-e-oh, oh-e-oh, oh
G G, Joe Joe, la la, oh let's go, Geronimo

Do it all for love
Let's do it all for love
Love, la la la la love
La la la la...

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Geronimo – The Divine Comedy Testo della canzone

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Geronimo – The Divine Comedy

While they have been eating
The rain has started falling
Gradually gathering in strength
What began a drizzle
Has now become torrential
And doesn't look like coming to an end

The two bedraggled figures
That huddle in the doorway
With nothing vaguely waterproof to wear
Are now secretly wishing
They'd listened to their mothers
When being told to always be prepared

Screaming
'Geronimo!'
They run for it down the road
With an arm around her waist
He leads her to a place
He knows

Soaked through, but happy
They squelch up to the landing
The room before them
Makes a welcome sight
The coal fire is throwing
Strange shapes upon the hearthrug
And crying out to be knelt down beside

She pulls off her jumper
And flings it in the corner
He picks it up and hangs it on a chair
She puts on a record
And sings into her coffee
He puts a blanket round her
Sits her down
And dries her beautiful hair

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Geronimo’s Cadillac – Cher Testo della canzone

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Geronimo's Cadillac – Cher

Put Geronimo in jail down south
Where he couldn't look
A gift horse in the mouth
Took old Geronimo by storm
Ripped off the feathers from his uniform

Oh boys, take me back
I wanna ride in Geronimo's cadillac
Oh boys, take me back
I wanna ride in Geronimo's cadillac

Sergeant, sergeant, oh don't you feel
There's something wrong with your automobile
Warden, warden, oh listen to me
Be brave and set Geronimo free
Governor, governor, oh isn't it strange
You never seen a car on the indian range

Oh boys, take me back
I wanna ride in Geronimo's cadillac
Oh boys, take me back
I wanna ride in Geronimo's cadillac

People, people, oh don't you know
The indian's got no place to go
Jesus told me, and I believe it's true
The red man's in the sunset too
Took our land, now they won't give it back
They sent Geronimo a cadillac

Oh boys, take me back
I wanna ride in Geronimo's cadillac
Oh boys, take me back
I wanna ride in Geronimo's cadillac

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Adios amor
Amo te - Nada
Amore disperato - Nada
Angelo ribelle
Baci rossi
Ballando sull'onda
Bolero - Nada
Cara - Nada
Charlotte - Nada
Ci sei
Cry - Nada
Da grande - Nada
Dimmi che mi ami, che mi ami...
I ragazzi vanno al bar
Il mio angelo rosso
In un prato
L'amore cade su di noi
L'uomo del destino
Liquido - Nada
Manzoli
Nel mondo delle illusioni
Primavera - Nada
Schiava d'amore
Scorpione
Stanotte
Ti stringerò - Nada
Tic-tac blues

 

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A Change Of Heart - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
A Dangerous Age - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
A New Beginning - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Adeste Fidelis - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
All Souls - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Already Gone - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Another World - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
As Wise As A Serpent - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Bajan Moon - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Baker Street - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Because - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Bring It All Home - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Café Le Cabotin - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Can I Have My Money Back? - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Cat And Mouse - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Children Of The Sun - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
City To City - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Clear Day - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Conscious Love - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Days Gone Down - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Didn't I? - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Does He Know What He's Taken On - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Don't Close The Door - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Don't Count Me Out - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Don't Give Up On Me - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Don't Speak Of My Heart - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Down And Out - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Every Time I Wake Up - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Family Tree - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Get It Right Next Time - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Get Out Of My Life, Woman - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Good Intentions - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Half A Chance - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Hang On - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Hearts Run Dry - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Her Father Didn't Like Me Anyway - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Home And Dry - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
I Could Be Wrong - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
I See Red - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
I Was A Boy Scout - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Island - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
It's Better This Way - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
It's Easy To Talk - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
It's Gonna Be A Long Night - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Johnny's Song - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Keep It To Yourself - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Kyrie Eleison - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Late Again - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Life Goes On - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Lonesome Polecat - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Long Way Round - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Look At The Moon - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Love And Affection - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Make You, Break You - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Mary Skeffington - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Mattie's Rag - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Metanoia - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Moonlight And Gold - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Mr. Universe - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
New Street Blues - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Night Owl - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
North And South - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Nothing Ever Happens Down Here - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
On A Night Like This - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
On The Way - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
One Drink Down - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Out The Blue - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Over My Head - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Right Down The Line - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Right Or Wrong - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Shipyard Town - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Sign On The Dotted Line - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Silent Night - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Sleepwalking - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Standing At The Gates - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Stealin' Time - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Sweet Love - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Sweet Surrender - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Syncopatin' Sandy - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Take The Money And Run - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
The Ark - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
The Garden Of England - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
The Girl's Got No Confidence - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
The Grinches - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
The Land Of The Chosen Few - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
The Light Of Love - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
The Maid Of Culmore - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
The Right Moment - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
The Royal Mile - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
The Tourist - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
The Waters Of Forgetfulness - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
The Way That You Do It - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Time's Caught Up On You - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Tired Of Talking - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
To Each And Everyone - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Unselfish Love - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Waiting For The Day - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Wastin' Away - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Welcome To Hollywood - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Whatever's Written In Your Heart - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Where I Belong - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Whose House Is It Anyway - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Why Won't You Talk To Me - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Winter's Come - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Wrong Thinking - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
Xavier And Honor - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone
You Put Something Better Inside Of Me - Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone

 

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Gersang – Figura Renata Testo della canzone

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Gersang – Figura Renata

Yang lemah semakin dibawah
Yang kuat jadi serakah
Tindas menindas hingga tandus
Berasap kecil b'rakhir hangus

Kau bawa sedikit keberanian
Terpaksa namun tetap bukan pilihan

Hijau kau buat hitam
Hitam kau buat hijau
Imitasi tak bergizi

Hijau kau buat hitam
Hitam kau buat kelam
Tak bertepi hingga nanti

Yang lemah semakin dibawah
Yang kuat jadi serakah
Tindas menindas hingga tandus
Berasap kecil b'rakhir hangus

Kau bawa sedikit keberanian
Terpaksa namun tetap bukan pilihan

Hijau kau buat hitam
Hitam kau buat hijau
Imitasi tak bergizi

Hijau kau buat hitam
Hitam kau buat kelam
Tak bertepi hingga nanti

Hijau kau buat hitam
Hitam kau buat hijau
Imitasi tak bergizi

Hijau kau buat hitam
Hitam kau buat kelam
Tak bertepi hingga nanti

Hijau kau buat hitam
Hitam kau buat hijau
Imitasi tak bergizi

Hijau kau buat hitam
Hitam kau buat kelam
Tak bertepi hingga nanti
Sampai mati

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Gerson – Discografia

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Dammi Fuoco - Gerson Testo della canzone
La Volta Di Troppo - Gerson Testo della canzone
Lucifero Culo - Gerson Testo della canzone
Overdose Da Tubo Catodico - Gerson Testo della canzone
Pony - Gerson Testo della canzone
Ridono Di Me - Gerson Testo della canzone
Sotto Lo Spot - Gerson Testo della canzone
Sto Solo Dormendo - Gerson Testo della canzone

 

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Gerundio – Luca Barbarossa Testo della canzone

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Gerundio – Luca Barbarossa

Intendo cantando in gerundio
Che pendo nel mondo
E mentendo mi vendo
Girando correndo e saltando
Volendo o nolendo
Vivendo mi spendo
Sudando
Finire col dire d'amare
È come non dire
Come non finire
E tu che mi credevi un pazzo
Invece sono normale
E tu che mi dicevi ragazzo
Mi guarderai invecchiare
E fuggirai
Fuggirai
Ma forse tutto quanto questo già lo sai
Comprendo raschiando dal fondo
Bevendo e tremando
Che fuggendo mi arrendo
Viaggiando bucando e criccando
Spingendo e trainando
Imprecando mi incendio
Forse le corse già perse
Andranno ricorse
Da comparse diverse
E tu che mi credevi perbene
E invece sono perduto
E tu che mi tenevi in catene
E poi gridavi aiuto
Ti pentirai
Fuggirai
Ma forse tutto quanto questo già lo sai
Fuggirai
Ma forse tutto quanto questo già lo sai

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Gerundio distratto – Davide Tonello Testo della canzone

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Gerundio distratto – Davide Tonello

Non cercherò le mie risposte nel mondo
La vostra conoscenza non è mai verità
Non mi fido più dei vostri cuori;
Son fatti di carne, palpiti senza amore

Provate a stare male al male fatto
Poichè se è nella gioia che ci si sente vivi
Si è tuttavia più veri nel dolore;
Non basteranno i soldi a comprarvi il paradiso

Non credo ne ai politici ne ai maghi ciarlatani
Non credo nei confini e nemmeno nelle guerre
Credo nei ponti di mani che si uniscono
Muri di persone che si abbracciano

Per ribellarmi ai giochi di potere
Io mi ribello all'ordine di uccidere la vita
Per non spargere sangue in questa terra
Butto via il fucile e prendo la chitarra

E stonando canzoni per la pace
Raccoglierò del grano per farmici del pane
Raccoglierò uva per bere vino nuovo
Caricherò le armi coi rami di un ulivo

Non credo ne ai politici ne ai maghi ciarlatani
Non credo nei confini e nemmeno nelle guerre
Credo nei ponti di mani che si uniscono
Muri di persone che si abbracciano

E mentre qui il tempo passa imperfetto
Continuo a vivere in un gerundio distratto

E mentre qui il tempo passa imperfetto
Continuo a vivere in un gerundio distratto

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Gerusalemme – Amedeo Minghi Testo della canzone

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Gerusalemme – Amedeo Minghi

Ti mostri al mondo
Schiuso dai Tuoi occhi
D'oro ai tramonti
All'alba spunti in fiore
E' come miele abbandonarsi a Te
Jerusalem
Jerusalem
E fuochi accesi ad ardere i Tuoi fianchi
Tracce nel tempo, segni per il cuore
Ma come è pietra risalire a Te
Jerusalem
Jerusalem
Sei Tu la Via
Sei Tu l'Idea
L'universo della Vita, sei Tu
Sei Tu la Via
L'universo della Vita, sei Tu
Luce che accende le tenebre ai figli
Stella maestra, degli uomini
Madre di tutte le Madri
Coro immenso
Di canti e preghiere
Tessi una tela di pace
Dal Tuo aspo Gerusalemme
Voce di tutte le voci
Nel silenzio lenisci il dolore
Bella, fra tutte le spose
Fra le belle desiderata
Fiera, dinnanzi al Sole
Porti come mantello il Cielo
Santa Gerusalemme
Benedetta, sei la speranza
Confida nel Tuo nome
Il respiro di tutta la Terra

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Lost in the Fire Gesaffelstein e The Weeknd - Testo con accordi e traduzione in italiano

 

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Geschichte – RAF Camora Testo della canzone

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Geschichte – RAF Camora

[RAF Camora & Bonez MC:]
Ja, Mann, R-A! Bonez!
187! Camora, wo ist mein Kroko?
Ah!

[RAF Camora:]
Mir wurd’ als Kind schon gezeigt: Um Geschichte zu schreiben, musst du erstmal mehr verdienen als sie
Ey, ey
Alles lief wie getimt, hab’ mein Ziel nun erreicht, ich fahr’ nachts im Batmobil durch Berlin
Ey, ey
Du siehst mich niemals alleine, hab’ Engel, die mich schützen
Raben an meiner Seite, sie decken meinen Rücken
Komm mir nicht mit deinen Deals, wir sind kompliziert
Und wenn Gott dich liebt, dann verlässt du uns in Krücken
Wir laufen durch ’n Kiez, wir sind VIPs
Spare Geld in jeder Bar, bezahle nie ein’ Drink
Lebe wie ein King, bis ich Großvater bin
Hab’ den Tod akzeptiert, doch bis dahin:

[RAF Camora & Bonez MC:]
Wir schreiben Geschichte
Wo soll das alles hier nur enden, Diggah, wenn ich das wüsste
Unser Leben ein Geschenk, komm, wir gehen auf die Piste
Bruder, früher oder später liegen wir in einer Kiste
Komm, wir schreiben Geschichte

[Bonez MC:]
Hm, nein, hier gibt’s nix geschenkt
Ich bin nicht nachtragend, aber konsequent
Wir könn’ uns streiten, wir könn’ entgleisen
Aber niemals diese Grenzen überschreiten - nein!
Freunde komm’, Freunde gehen
Meine Brüder bleiben fürs Leben - witzig
Ha, euch sind die Scheine so wichtig
Wir machen es richtig, teilen und sind glücklich
Bitte geh dein’ Weg, nein, ich reg’ mich nicht auf
Weil hier geht’s um Respekt und hier geht’s um Vertrau’n
Und es ist so viel passiert
Ich hab’ den Tod akzeptiert - doch

[RAF Camora & Bonez MC:]
Wir schreiben Geschichte
Wo soll das alles hier nur enden, Diggah, wenn ich das wüsste
Unser Leben ein Geschenk, komm, wir gehen auf die Piste
Bruder, früher oder später liegen wir in einer Kiste
Komm, wir schreiben Geschichte

[RAF Camora:]
Wer bleibt bis zum Ende mit uns? Wären Schauspieler, mehr nicht
Heute noch am hängen mit den Jungs doch Momente sind so vergänglich
Komm, wir schreiben Geschichte
Keine Fake-Friends sind Teil meiner Clique
Wir teilen den letzten Schluck, teilen eine Kippe
Lass die anderen sich streiten um nix -

[RAF Camora & Bonez MC:]
Wir schreiben Geschichte
Wo soll das alles hier nur enden, Diggah, wenn ich das wüsste
Unser Leben ein Geschenk, komm, wir gehen auf die Piste
Bruder, früher oder später liegen wir in einer Kiste
Komm, wir schreiben Geschichte

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Geschichten, Die Das Leben Erzählt – Bushido Testo della canzone

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Geschichten, Die Das Leben Erzählt – Bushido

Ich glaub', ich werd verrückt, wie die Zeit vergeht
Ich schau' nicht mehr zurück, vor mir liegt ein weiter Weg
Ich hab's nie eingesehen, doch musste dann
Viele meiner alten Weggefährten sind an diesem Schmerz kaputt gegangen
Hab die Kapuze an, der Wind ist am Wehen
Ich war blind, doch kann sehen, wer hinter mir steht
Noch ein Winter vergeht, ich suche nach der Sonne
Man wird älter - auch die Jugend kann der Zukunft nicht entkommen
Mein Blut ist nicht geronnen, doch mein Herz schlägt langsamer
Denk' daran zurück, als alles anders war
Ich war wie Du - Ich dachte, echte Liebe werd' ich nie empfinden
Doch, wenn Gott es will, werd' ich meinen Frieden finden
Ich muss kämpfen, wenn sie gegen mich gehen
Ich weiß, keiner hat sich ausgesucht im Regen zu stehen
All die Dinge, die ein Mensch auf seinen Wegen erlebt
Das sind Geschichten, die das Leben erzählt

Jeden Tag hör' ich Geschichten, die das Leben erzählt
Ein reicher Mann ist arm, wenn er keine Menschlichkeit besitzt
Dieses Leben ist ein Geben und Nehmen
Es ist egal, was Du besitzt, denn am Ende bleibt Dir Nichts

Jeden Tag hör' ich Geschichten, die das Leben erzählt
Ein reicher Mann ist arm, wenn er keine Menschlichkeit besitzt
Dieses Leben ist ein Geben und Nehmen
Es ist egal, was Du besitzt, denn am Ende bleibt Dir Nichts

Du glaubst, Du wirst verrückt, merkst Du, wie die Zeit vergeht
Vom Pech verfolgt, lies das Glück Dich dann einfach stehen
Es muss dunkel sein, damit Du all die Sterne siehst
Du wolltest wissen, was hinter diesen Bergen liegt
Immer wenn Du in die Ferne siehst und nichts erkennst
Schau' ich in deine Augen und seh' die Lichter brennen
Du bist noch nicht am Ziel, auch wenn Du nicht mehr rennst
Du hast ein Herz aus Gold, auch wenn es nicht mehr glänzt
Immer wenn Du nicht dran denkst, denken wir an Dich
Weil tief in deinem Herz ein Feuer brennt, das nie erlischt
Du bist frei, aber achte auf den Gegenwind
Weil es hier keinen interessiert, ob wir am Leben sind
Du musst kämpfen, wenn sie gegen Dich gehen
Glaub mir, keiner hat sich ausgesucht im Regen zu stehen
All die Dinge, die ein Mensch auf seinen Wegen erlebt
Das sind Geschichten, die das Leben erzählt

Jeden Tag hör' ich Geschichten, die das Leben erzählt
Ein reicher Mann ist arm, wenn er keine Menschlichkeit besitzt
Dieses Leben ist ein Geben und Nehmen
Es ist egal, was Du besitzt, denn am Ende bleibt Dir Nichts

Jeden Tag hör' ich Geschichten, die das Leben erzählt
Ein reicher Mann ist arm, wenn er keine Menschlichkeit besitzt
Dieses Leben ist ein Geben und Nehmen
Es ist egal, was Du besitzt, denn am Ende bleibt Dir Nichts

Ich hab gehört, das hier wird alles mal vergehen
Das sind Geschichten, die das Leben erzählt
Ich hab gehört, die Mutter hat ihr kleines Kind schon lang nicht mehr gesehen
Das sind Geschichten, die das Leben erzählt
Ich hab gehört, er hat sie nie geliebt, deshalb betrügt er seine Frau
Das sind Geschichten, die das Leben erzählt
Ich hab gehört, er fühlt sich stark, wenn er sie mit dem Bügeleisen haut
Das sind Geschichten, die das Leben erzählt

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Geschlossene Gesellschaft – Bushido Testo della canzone

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Bei euch ist man nur erwünscht, solang man Geld macht
Geschlossene Gesellschaft
Bei uns löst nur der Tod den Pakt auf
Blood in, blood out – Geschlossene Gesellschaft
Bei euch ist man nur erwünscht, solang man Geld macht
Geschlossene Gesellschaft
Bei uns löst nur der Tod den Pakt auf
Blood in, blood out – Geschlossene Gesellschaft

Ah, ich könnte geh'n wohin ich will, aber ich bleibe, wo ich war
Wir sind im Café, betreten nur auf eigene Gefahr
Egal wie klein der Kuchen, er ist groß genug, um aufzuteil'n
Unter uns, Hunde müssen draußen bleiben
Bei euch ist nur der Kontostand relevant
Ihr gönnt euch gegenseitig nicht die Krümel vom Tellerrand
Promigalas und für jeden abgezählte Bratkartoffeln
Aber machen mir auf großzügige Moralaposteln
Pleitegeier tragen Smoking, Huren komm'n im glitzernden Kleid
Belügt euch bis ihr nicht mehr wisst, wer ihr seid
Sowas gibt's in meiner Welt nicht, ich mach' den Menschen nichts vor
Face to face oder mit Handy am Ohr
Was du siehst, ist was du kriegst – ich bin kein Werbegag
Ich behalte diese Attitüde bis ins Sterbebett
Ihr akzeptiert nur ein'n Kunden als König
Geschlossene Gesellschaft, Zutritt nicht möglich

Bei euch ist man nur erwünscht, solang man Geld macht
Geschlossene Gesellschaft
Bei uns löst nur der Tod den Pakt auf
Blood in, blood out – Geschlossene Gesellschaft
Bei euch ist man nur erwünscht, solang man Geld macht
Geschlossene Gesellschaft
Bei uns löst nur der Tod den Pakt auf
Blood in, blood out – Geschlossene Gesellschaft

Yeah, ich könnte geh'n wohin ich will, aber ich bleibe, wo ich war
Es tut mir leid, Herr Kommissar, ich gebe kein'n Kommentar
Bertelsmann, Axel Springer, Tagesschau, n-tv
Die sind die Kriminell'n, doch drücken uns den Stempel auf
Die woll'n uns nicht in ihren Restaurants
Die woll'n keine Kanaken mit Investmentfonds
Und wir woll'n keine Heuchler in unserm Kreis
Denn dann gibt's auch kein'n Streit, wenn der Umsatz steigt
Rede kein'n Scheiß, wenn du nichts von uns weißt
Was mit 'nem Typ wie dir geschieht, hat die Geschichte gezeigt
Wir sind keine Mafia, das Finanzamt ist die schlimmste Gang
Die stalken dich sogar auf Instagram
Wir sind auf ihrem Maskenball nicht eingeladen
Geschlossen wie das KaDeWe an Feiertagen
Ich hoff', ihr schämt euch, wenn ihr in den Spiegel schaut
Denn immer wenn das Geld an eure Tür klopft, schließt ihr auf

Bei euch ist man nur erwünscht, solang man Geld macht
Geschlossene Gesellschaft
Bei uns löst nur der Tod den Pakt auf
Blood in, blood out – Geschlossene Gesellschaft
Bei euch ist man nur erwünscht, solang man Geld macht
Geschlossene Gesellschaft
Bei uns löst nur der Tod den Pakt auf
Blood in, blood out – Geschlossene Gesellschaft

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Gessetto – Blue Virus Testo della canzone

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Gessetto – Blue Virus

Sono nato con qualche problema in testa
Sanguinando dalle orecchie, tutto grazie alla maestra
Stupida cicciona mezza ritardata che alle volte tresca
Col bidello senza gambe che passa il mocio in palestra
Lei non mi sopporta, mi ha mandato in bagno solo in terza
Tra gli spasmi mentre giù tutti giocavano a tedesca
Mi vede come carne fresca
Mi vuole mordere le palle, sono la sua pesca
Purtroppo mai richiesta
Ha fatto lo sgambetto ai miei compagni in mensa
Per sedersi accanto a mе e poi dirmi quanto sia depressa
Insistе dicendo che mi vuole portare a messa
Per succhiarmi il cazzo finché il frenulo non mi si spezza
Ma io ho solo otto anni e ho problemi col corsivo
Mi ha già tolto tutti quanti i bottoni dal grembiulino
Non capisco se piscio o se rido
Se parlo insieme ad un amico, li fa uscire tutti poi mi fa un sorriso

Come essere confusi
Sono solo le dieci, che cosa farò
Lei dice: "Stai qui o ti boccerò"
Io vorrei solo prendere un gessetto e ficcarglielo nella testa
Come essere confusi
Sono solo le dieci, che cosa farò
Lei dice: "Stai qui o ti boccerò"
Io vorrei solo prendere un gessetto e ficcarglielo nella testa

Non può essere italiano se non riconosco i verbi
Non sono le elementari, non ho rilassato i nervi
Io adoro le quattro e mezza, ci penso alle quattro e venti
In casa va tutto una merda, eppure spero che i parenti
Mi vengano a prendere piangendo, in fiamme, senza denti
Piuttosto che far ripetere alla stronza che può avermi
Come se le appartenessi, come se esistesse selfie
A testimoniare che stiamo assieme e siamo contenti
Sto studiando il piano di rivolta
Da quella volta in cui mi ha detto che verrò promosso se con la capocchia
Le accarezzo il palato fino a ficcarla tutta in bocca
Sono il tipo che c'ha gli incubi e a tutti dice che sogna
Quindi do duemila lire a un mio compagno
Con una scusa la attiro nel bagno
Che bello essere gagno
Lui la distrae, io la colpisco e sbatte il cervelletto
E mentre crepa penso: "Cazzo, dovrò ripetere l'anno"

Come essere confusi
Sono solo le dieci, che cosa farò
Lei dice: "Stai qui o ti boccerò"
Io vorrei solo prendere un gessetto e ficcarglielo nella testa
Come essere confusi
Sono solo le dieci, che cosa farò
Lei dice: "Stai qui o ti boccerò"
Io vorrei solo prendere un gessetto e ficcarglielo nella testa

Sicuramente qualcosa di incredibilmente intimo, che ti tocca, ehm
C'è ti va proprio a toccare dentro l'anima
Dice delle cose E poi non so neanche chi è lui, quanti anni ha, che cosa a vissuto, è tutta un'incognita per me
È un artista che non conosco ma è arrivato
È arrivato dritto, cioè
Incredibile, è bravissimo


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Gessica-notaro – Discografia

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Gestation Of Smegma – Cattle Decapitation Testo della canzone

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Gestation Of Smegma – Cattle Decapitation

Something awful happened to this child
An unholy wad of smegmated gestation
Jelly-like and squirming retarded heap
No arms
No legs
No head
Gestation of smegma
Slithering and writhing
An animate discharge
Mucous covered epithelial appendages
Sliced off-to be used as lard
Trail of mucous, plasma and saliva
Human chunk of fat, skin and grey matter
Gestation gone wrong
Weeping 2-week old waste of human flesh
Smegmated. Defect. Monster.

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Gestern War Gestern – Bushido Testo della canzone

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Gestern War Gestern – Bushido

Ich wach auf, doch bleib noch im Bett liegen
Auf der Fensterbank Vögel die wegfliegen
Die letzten Blätter fallen von den Bäumen
Mir kommt's so vor als würd' ich das hier alles träumen
Sonnenstrahlen kitzeln mein Gesicht
Der Ärger von gestern verschwindet wie im Nichts
Die letzten Jahre waren nicht grade leicht
Mein Spiegelbild sagt, Vergiss diese Zeit
Ich geh raus und atme die Luft
Und spür jeden Herzschlag in der Brust
Alles scheint so vertraut
Als wär ich zuhaus und ich trag'
In mir diesen Stern den ich brauch
Die Gedanken sind frei
Ich fühle mich endlich verstanden und weiß
Im Prinzip nicht weshalb, alles so kam wie es kam
Jemand hat mir was Gutes getan

Das hier wird der erste Tag vom Rest meines Lebens
Gestern war gestern deswegen
Wird das hier der erste Tag vom Rest meines Lebens
Nie wieder Schmerzen und Tränen

Das hier wird der erste Tag vom Rest meines Lebens
Gestern war gestern deswegen
Wird das hier der erste Tag vom Rest meines Lebens
Nie wieder Schmerzen und Tränen

Und bis zum Rest meines Lebens begleitet
Mich das Gefühl dass ich nie mehr verzweifel'
Leb deine träume, du lebst nur einmal
Der Regen vergeht, die Sonne scheint klar
Ich lauf auf den Wolken, nichts zieht mich runter
Und ich lass sie reden denn ich bin unverwundbar
Ich geh' grade aus, lauf Junge lauf
Ich seh' mit dem Herzen, die Augen sind taub
Ich folg meinem Glück,es gibt kein Zurück
Hier an diesem Ort, wo nichts weiter ist
Ich spür diesen Frieden, und warte auf meine Liebsten
Klapp die Flügel auf und lern' fliegen
Ich bin endlich frei,und spüre diese Menschlichkeit
Sie kennt keine Grenzen,kennt keinen Hass
Hier an diesem Platz!

Das hier wird der erste Tag vom Rest meines Lebens
Gestern war gestern deswegen
Wird das hier der erste Tag vom Rest meines Lebens
Nie wieder Schmerzen und Tränen

Das hier wird der erste Tag vom Rest meines Lebens
Gestern war gestern deswegen
Wird das hier der erste Tag vom Rest meines Lebens
Nie wieder Schmerzen und Tränen

Das hier wird der erste Tag vom Rest meines Lebens
Gestern war gestern deswegen
Wird das hier der erste Tag vom Rest meines Lebens
Nie wieder Schmerzen und Tränen

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Gesti Freddi – Zeno Testo della canzone

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Gesti Freddi – Zeno


Ze-no

Ho fatto pace con
Tutte le, volte che
Mi hai fatto sentire pesante ma
Cosa vuoi da me?
Ho solo incertezze che scorrono nelle mie vene
E se vuoi mi puoi odiare, io non posso cambiare
Non lo sai accettare, hai smarrito la strada
Da quando ti ho lasciata
E mi chiedi perdono ma è tutta la notte che sputi veleno
Colpa di quel folle sotto botte di ero
Mi spari sperando ti porti sollievo
Tu pensi sia meglio, si anch’io lo credevo
Ma i miei gеsti freddi, ti riportano in cielo

Se poi mi pеrdi, come la metti
Saltano i nervi
Se prima mi odi ma dopo ricerchi
I miei gesti freddi
E pensi stia bene io?
Farò i conti con Dio
Se poi mi perdi, suonano eterni
Tutti i miei gesti

Mi hai girato il coltello nel fianco
Hai sperato morissi d’infarto
Hai chiamato ed eri con quell’altro
Puntualmente rispondo in ritardo
Hai pregato rimanessi sotto coi farmaci
Maledetto ogni giorno, invocato gli angeli
Professavi di amarmi, si ma odiandomi
E’ tutta la notte che mi corri dietro
Due anime corrotte che ballano un lento
Mi lasci sperando ti porti sollievo
Tu pensi sia meglio, si anch’io lo credevo
Ma i miei gesti freddi, ti riportano in cielo

Se poi mi perdi, come la metti
Saltano i nervi
Se prima mi odi ma dopo ricerchi
I miei gesti freddi
E pensi stia bene io?
Farò i conti con Dio
Se poi mi perdi, suonano eterni
Tutti i miei gesti

Se poi mi perdi
Dove vai a piangere la notte?
A chi darai tutte le colpe?
Se poi mi perdi
Ma dove vai a piangere la notte?
A chi darai tutte le colpe?

Se poi mi perdi, come la metti
Saltano i nervi
Se prima mi odi ma dopo ricerchi
I miei gesti freddi
E pensi stia bene io?
Farò i conti con Dio
Se poi mi perdi, suonano eterni
Tutti i miei gesti

Se poi mi perdi

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Gestillte Sehnsucht – Franco Battiato Testo della canzone

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Gestillte Sehnsucht – Franco Battiato

Torneranno di nuovo le piogge riapriranno le scuole
Cadranno foglie lungo i viali
E ancora un altro inverno
Che porterà la neve e un'altra primavera
E tu che fai di sabato in questa città
Dove c'è gente che lavora, per avere un mese all'anno di ferie
E poi nel bene, nel male, è una questione sociale
Coatti nella convivenza, affrontiamo il progresso coi nostri problemi di sesso
Hare, Hare, Hare Krisna, Hare, Hare, Hare Krisna
Torneremo di nuovo ai progetti riguardo al nostro futuro
Guardando annunci sui giornali
Girando per le agenzie
E avremo nuovi amici
Vicini a nuovi amori
E poi soli di sabato
In questa città dove c'è gente che lavora
Nelle fabbriche in negozi dietro a scrivanie

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Gesture – VÉRITÉ Testo della canzone

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Gesture – VÉRITÉ

Wake up with me sleeping silent
Let it sink under your skin, sink under your skin
Loot at me like it's a lesson
I know to take it all in, take it all in

Like I'm romanticizing every gesture
And love I thought you knew me better
As I string together every letter

I'm not one to make love
But I'm down to give a fuck
And I'm not one to make love
And I'm always giving up
I'll stay frozen under your eyes
Stay hidden under disguise
Can't remember what it feels like to be surprised
Lay awake for a while

Wake up with me still and silent
Wishing I was somewhere else
Wonder why I always capcize
And internalize each moment as it plays out

I'm not romanticizing every gesture
And love I thought you knew me better
While I string together every letter

I'm not one to make love
But I'm down to give a fuck
I'm not one to make love
And I'm always giving up
I'll stay frozen under your eyes
Stay hidden under disguise
Can't remember what it feels like to be surprised
Lay awake for a while

I spend the night
Revealing captured constellations
And in the morning I lie
Reliving tiny revelations
Fixated and shameless
I spend the night
Reviewing captured constellations
And in the morning I lie
Reliving tiny revelations
Fixated and shameless

I'm not one to make love
But I'm down to give a fuck
I'm not one to make love
And I'm always giving up
I'll stay frozen under your eyes
Stay hidden under disguise
Can't remember what it feels like to be surprised
Lay awake for a while

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Gesture – VÉRITÉ Testo con traduzione in italiano

https://open.spotify.com/track/7nJKN3ymppipYvAJQs9ec4?si=8pmgCU7yRzWlMKiWcWPmoQ

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

[Verso 1]
Svegliati con me che dorme silenzioso
Lascia che affondi sotto la tua pelle, affondi sotto la tua pelle
Saccheggiami come se fosse una lezione
che conosco per prendere tutto dentro, prendere tutto in

[Pre-Chorus]
Come se stessi romantizzando ogni gesto
e amore pensavo che mi conoscessi meglio
Mentre stringo insieme ogni lettera

[Chorus]
Non sono uno per fare l'amore
Ma sono giù per fre

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Il Testo della canzone di:
Gesture – VÉRITÉ

Wake up with me sleeping silent
Let it sink under your skin, sink under your skin
Loot at me like it's a lesson
I know to take it all in, take it all in

Like I'm romanticizing every gesture
And love I thought you knew me better
As I string together every letter

I'm not one to make love
But I'm down to give a fuck
And I'm not one to make love
And I'm always giving up
I'll stay frozen under your eyes
Stay hidden under disguise
Can't remember what it feels like to be surprised
Lay awake for a while

Wake up with me still and silent
Wishing I was somewhere else
Wonder why I always capcize
And internalize each moment as it plays out

I'm not romanticizing every gesture
And love I thought you knew me better
While I string together every letter

I'm not one to make love
But I'm down to give a fuck
I'm not one to make love
And I'm always giving up
I'll stay frozen under your eyes
Stay hidden under disguise
Can't remember what it feels like to be surprised
Lay awake for a while

I spend the night
Revealing captured constellations
And in the morning I lie
Reliving tiny revelations
Fixated and shameless
I spend the night
Reviewing captured constellations
And in the morning I lie
Reliving tiny revelations
Fixated and shameless

I'm not one to make love
But I'm down to give a fuck
I'm not one to make love
And I'm always giving up
I'll stay frozen under your eyes
Stay hidden under disguise
Can't remember what it feels like to be surprised
Lay awake for a while

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Gesu – Discografia

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Gesù – Jamila Testo della canzone

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Gesù – Jamila


Sono nata distratta, nell'angolo più piccolo del mondo
Gesù senza terra santa, Madonna e con solo deserto intorno
Dubbi dal giorno della nascita: chissà se il mio destino è scritto
Le mie radici sono in Africa e quindi in tutto il mondo
È che ho paura di uscire dalla mia bella radura
Mettersi in gioco, ahi, che cosa dura
Autoconvincersi è la mia natura
Perché è più facile e anche più pratico
Se scelgo di agire in modo metodico
Non lascio spazio, no, all’immaginazione
Ahi, che contraddizione, nel corpo di un attore

Fino ad ora ho imparato
Che per ogni peccato
C’è anche un attimo di pace
Del resto cosa ci stupiamo
Nati dal profano
Originali solo nel peccato

Se siamo umani, è perché abbiamo sbagliato
Quindi calma e prendi fiato
Il nostro compito non è la redenzione
Ma vivere ogni giorno rispettando la passione
È perché abbiamo sbagliato
Calma e prendi fiato
Siamo circondate da echi
Di voci che si chiamano, rispondo, criticano il mondo
Come fossimo sedute immerse nei pensieri
Loro accerchiano, criticano i desideri

Fino ad ora ho imparato
Che per ogni peccato
C'è anche un attimo di pace
Del resto cosa ci stupiamo
Nati dal profano, dal profano
(Originali solo nel peccato)

Quanti dubbi mi affliggono, smorzano il tempo
Non lasciano spazio al mio vero intento
È una corsa a ostacoli con te stesso, solo tu
Scegli il tuo destino, col rischio di uno sbaglio
Ma del resto che vuoi fare
Stai del tempo a pensare
Tanto tutto poi andrà male

(Tutto poi andrà male)
(Andrà male)
(Tutto poi andrà male)
(Andrà male)
(Tutto poi andrà male)

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Gesù – Maisie Testo della canzone

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Gesù – Maisie

Alla guida della sua 500
Raffaella tornava da una festa
Saranno state le quattro
Giunta al casello, si sporse per pagare
Pazzesco ma vero, il casellante era Gesù!

Oh Gesù, uno di noi
Lui pensa come noi
Oh Gesù, uno di noi
E parla come noi

“Sai, io non sono mai stata praticante
Ma in te ci ho sempre creduto
E sono proprio felice
D’averti incontrato stanotte
Ho un sacco di domande da farti
Allora… cominciamo da questa:
Qual è lo scopo della nostra esistenza terrena?
Ti prego, rispondimi. Rispondimi.”

Oh Gesù, uno di noi
Lui pensa come noi
Oh Gesù, uno di noi
E parla come noi

“Guarda, cara, non si arriva alla fine del mese…
Io non sono razzista
Ma, se mia figlia sposasse un negro
M’incazzerei”

“Scusa Gesù, ma che c’entra con quello che ho chiesto?
E poi da quando hai una figlia?”

“Eh no, non fare la furba! Questa è un’altra domanda
Se vuoi che risponda, dammi altri soldi, dammi altri soldi”

Oh Gesù, uno di noi
Lui pensa come noi
Oh Gesù, uno di noi
E parla come noi

Fu a questo punto che Raffaella
Rimise in moto e se ne andò
Guidava e pensava a quanto
Era cambiato Gesù:
“Una volta era buono
Disinteressato, intelligente
Sapeva tutte le risposte
Cosa l’avrà cambiato?
L’inquinamento?
Il passaggio di un meteorite? Boh!”

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Gesù 2K13 – Jack The Smoker Testo della canzone

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Gesù 2K13 – Jack The Smoker

{Ritornello}
L'Italia fra rocce di coca più alte di iceberg
Cristo se nasceva oggi stava su una Chrysler
Niente piedi nudi, solo Nike Air
Schiaccia il nox, sgasa sulla Viper

{Strofa 1}
Niente apostoli ma tiratori, sniper
Metti sopra il tavolo tutte le panette che hai te
Il socio spezza in parti uguali, Pietro fai te
Giuda con le cimici nascoste dentro al cell (infame!)
Non ti scorda, ma perdona le tue colpe nei golpe
Lo fottono alle spalle, i galli infamano tre volte
Cristo in mezzo a borchie, chiodi e donne finché crepa
Con il frutto del peccato; la scaglia è la prima pietra
I tossici muoiono di spada se di spada qua scazzano
In roba a terra orizzontali come Lazzaro
Sempre in strada o sulla barca coi fratelli
Con le troie che gli asciugano i piedi con i capelli
Contro ogni potere da che nacque, grida "Fuck that!"
Dal centro delle sbatte, dietro sbirri, lui sulle acque
Scappa per le rabbe, cosa vuoi che sia una rabba?
Ma la gente vuole il sangue, vuole lui mica Barabba, no!?

{Ritornello} (x2)
L'Italia fra rocce di coca più alte di iceberg
Cristo se nasceva oggi stava su una Chrysler
Niente piedi nudi, solo Nike Air
Schiaccia il nox, sgasa sulla Viper

{Strofa 2}
Lo slogan per le strade: meglio dare che ricevere
Qua è tipo fotti e vivi perchè presto torni in cenere
È party se lui viene qui e quante guance porge
In botta dopo un venerdì, ma due-tre dì di fisso sai risorge
Moltiplica 'sto grano, mani bucate per questo denaro
Regalo per ogni buon samaritano
Allucinato quando il Sole picchia e il cranio cuoce
Quaranta giorni nel deserto fa tipo peyote
La prima volta qualche stronzo l'ha snitchato
Anche Ponzio Pilato stava a volto girato
Ma se rinasce in nuove fasce impugna asce e
Ti grida "Adesso muori te intorno ai trentatré!"

{Ritornello} (x2)
L'Italia fra rocce di coca più alte di iceberg
Cristo se nasceva oggi stava su una Chrysler
Niente piedi nudi, solo Nike Air
Schiaccia il nox, sgasa sulla Viper

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Gesù Bambino – Hyst Testo della canzone

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Gesù Bambino – Hyst

Vuoi vedere come vado con i giochi di parole?
Il pezzo ne'è strapieno eppure pochi di valore
I pochi contenuti sono ospiti d'onore
Costano di meno come i cuochi di colore
Faccio rime multisillabe
Che ne vuoi sapere tu che rubi i tricks a me
Strati di lettura giù nell'intranet
Si ma faglieli sentire muta i synth my man
Ah molto meglio grazie
Io rapper kamikaze
Sono sveglio bazzer
Non ottengo bazze
Non sono ammanicato io non faccio mai un pompino
Ma molto meglio ammanettato che manichino
Dicono che il Rap è solo un gioco, Bah
Prova sto livello socio è Game Over
Tu mi offendi e io ti mando un bacio, muah
Per alleggerire un po la te-nsione
Ma a qualcuno frega ancora della verità? Nah
Conta quante views ha la mia ver-sione
Sgamo le bugie col terzo occhio, Rah
E devo dirlo al mondo intero, Ed Snowden
Gesù bambino era negro ed è nato in strada
Aveva i followers se la sentiva calda
Probabilmente ha iniziato anche l'intifada
Io sono figlio di Dio! qua chi comanda?
C'hanno dato a bere ch'era bianco e castano
E noi come gli stupidi che ci caschiamo
E i figli pagano per quello in cui crediamo
Sono più vicini a dio se li castriamo?
Lo stato islamico non è mai stato islamico
Lo stato italiano è in uno stato di panico
E noi poveri e tristi chiediamo di essere protetti
Si, poveri cristi contro poveri maometti
Ma facciamo contenta la gente
Torniamo a parlare di niente
Basta con guerre e pestilenze
Tante soubrette con belle tette
Ma facciamo contenta la gente
Torniamo a parlare di niente
Basta con queste penitenze
Vogliamo un rapper presidente oh
Ma Hyst che cazzo dici
Ma dai che siamo tutti amici
Che vogliamo passare il natale felici
Hai ragione socio, non badare ai miei deliri
Compra mille doni, mangia gioca e ridi
Salva solo un pensiero per tutti quei bambini
E passa un buon natale, tu che a gennaio ci arrivi
Quindi buon natale, evviva san nicola
Rosso come il logo della coca cola
Cantami quella canzone utopia ancora
Butta un'altra bomba sopra un'altra scuola
E' segno che la gente crede a tutto, è chiaro
Dipende dalla convinzione con cui lo diciamo
Io sono Eminem italiano
No, non è vero. non sono italiano
Gesù bambino era negro ed è nato in strada
Aveva i followers se la sentiva calda
Probabilmente ha iniziato anche l'intifada
Io sono figlio di Dio! qua chi comanda?
C'hanno dato a bere ch'era bianco e castano
E noi come gli stupidi che ci caschiamo
E i figli pagano per quello in cui crediamo
Sono più vicini a dio se li castriamo?
Lo stato islamico non è mai stato islamico
Lo stato italiano è in uno stato di panico
E noi poveri e tristi chiediamo di essere protetti
Si, poveri cristi contro poveri maometti

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Gesù Caro Fratello – Claudio Baglioni Testo della canzone

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Gesù Caro Fratello – Claudio Baglioni

Gesù caro fratello
Venduto pè ricordino
Vicino ar Colosseo o dè fianco ar Presidente
Cor vestito dè jeans cor fucile
O cor nome tuo pè ammazzà la gente...
Gesù caro fratello mio
Che t'hanno fatto
T'hanno sbattuto addosso a 'na croce e poi
Dimenticato
E tu eri certo troppo bono...
T'hanno detto de sta 'n cielo
Assetato dè vita affamato d'amore
Quante vorte hai pianto solo solo
Pero
T'avemo aspettato
T'avemo cercato
T'avemo chiamato
T'avemo voluto
T'avemo creduto
E avemo trovato te, ritrovato te
Ne l'occhi de chi spera
Ne le rughe de chi invecchia
Ne le domeniche de festa
E ner tegame de chi e solo
Ne le strade de chi beve
Nei sorrisi de chi e matto
Ne le manine de chi nasce
E nei ginocchi de chi sta a prega
Ne le canzoni popolari
E ne la fame de chi cià fame
E fu
Come riavecce la vista dopo mille anni
Fu
Come scopr' più in la nella boscaja folta
Er sentiero perduto
Er sentiero perduto
Fu
Come quanno la pioggia
Tutt'a 'n tratto d'estate ritorna alla terra
Fu
Come 'n giorno de pace
Primo giorno de pace finita la guerra
Fu
Come quanno fa bujo
E s'accenne la luce - e s'accenne la luce
Gesù caro fratello ritrovato
Restace accanto pè sempre
E cantamo 'nsieme - cantamo 'nsieme
La gioia d'esse vivi
E cantamo le tue immense parole
Ama er prossimo tuo come te stesso...

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Gesù caro fratello – Mia Martini Testo della canzone

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Gesù caro fratello – Mia Martini

Gesù, ci dissero un giorno che eri morto, morto per sempre
Insieme a Dio, tuo padre, che governa i cieli e il tempo
Eri morto, ci dissero i padri, morto come muore ogni mito sulla terra
Così fu il vuoto intorno a noi e dentro noi
Fu come quando il vento impazzisce e tutto spazza via
Soli restammo chiusi tra la noia e la paura
Aggrappati a paradisi artificiali, trovati
In una stanza di luce nera, e così, così
Ti abbiamo perduto
Ti abbiamo aspettato
Ti abbiamo cercato
Ti abbiamo aspettato
Ti abbiamo cercato
E abbiamo trovato te, ritrovato te
Nell’occhio delle stelle
Nel sapore del mattino
Fra l’erba tenera dei prati
E nel dolore di chi soffre
Nel sorriso di chi ama
Nella fame di chi ha fame
Nelle canzoni popolari
E nella musica di Bach

E nei sospiri di un amore
E nei colori dell’arcobaleno
E fu come riavere la vista dopo mille anni
Fu come scoprire là, nella boscaglia folta
Il sentiero perduto, il sentiero perduto
Fu come quando la pioggia, in un giorno d’estate, ritorna alla terra
Fu come un giorno di pace, primo giorno di pace, finita la guerra
Fu risalire dal buio e trovare la luce
...e trovare la luce
Gesù, caro fratello ritrovato, restami accanto per sempre
E cantiamo insieme, cantiamo insieme la gioia d’esser vivi
E cantiamo le tue immense parole: "Ama il prossimo tuo come te stesso"
E cantiamo le tue immense parole: "Ama il prossimo tuo come te stesso"
E cantiamo le tue immense parole: "Ama il prossimo tuo come te stesso"
E cantiamo le tue immense parole: "Ama il prossimo tuo come te stesso"
E cantiamo le tue immense parole: "Ama il prossimo tuo come te stesso"
E cantiamo le tue immense parole: "Ama il prossimo tuo come te stesso"

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Gesù che prendi il tram – Umberto Tozzi Testo della canzone

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Gesù che prendi il tram – Umberto Tozzi

Gesù che prendi il tram
Con la tua tuta blu
E sbirci qua e là
Gazzette dello Sport

Gesù che entri nei bar
Insieme col mattino
Cornetto o cappuccino, tu lo sai
Che troppi figli hai

Gesù che in fabbrica vai, tuta blu
Compagno Gesù
C'è un uomo in meno, una vedova in più
Quanto dai, amico Gesù

La pressa guarda le mani
Con troppa avidità
Gesù chi buca le mani tu lo sai
È sempre l'onestà

Guarda l'aereo lassù come va
Lo spingi anche tu
Figlio di figli di fattorie
Nostalgie non devi aver più
L'anima non stipendia
E troppi figli hai
E troppi figli hai

Gesù che prendi il tram
Con la tua tuta blu
Tu dormiresti già
Ma troppi figli hai

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Gesù Cristo – Bassi Maestro Testo della canzone

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Gesù Cristo – Bassi Maestro

{Strofa 1}
È solo un nome nella folla, è solo un folle nella norma
Perché duplica i pani coi pesci ma sembra normale, qualcosa non torna
Fa i miracoli con questa merda, solo pezzi di musica rap
Pensa solo alle rime e alla fresca, poi è decenni che vive da re
Lo chiamano il Cristo Santissimo, perché porta una croce
Era tranquillo quando ha cominciato, ma adesso se gira nei posti è feroce
Lo sguardo si abbassa quando lo incontrate per strada, oggi non ha più una casa
Vaga perché qualche Giuda ha infamato la causa, la stessa per cui già lottava
L'acqua non lo regge più, adesso cammina sui fumi dell'alcool, e bravo Gesù
Prima girava la faccia per darti anche l'altra di guancia ma adesso non più
Ora si incazza quando bestemmiate
Ora a Betlemme non volano stelle
Volano solo mazzate, quante ne ha date
Nel nome del Padre e lo Spirito Santo, mi difende un'idea
E quando pensate ad un lirico canto, lui lo inventa, lo crea
Poi si butta sul divano con un buon amaro in mano
Perché dopo che ha creato cerca sempre un po' di svago
Mette l'arma caricata in tasca, dopo scende dalla gente in piazza
Che si aspetta un'altra messa, nada, Gesù Cristo è lì col mitra che li spara
Fede ormai non ne è rimasta, sia fatta la volontà eterna
Ratatata sulla folla, niente più musica, niente più guerra

{Ritornello}
Gridano tutti "Miracolo ho visto!", ma dov'è Gesù Cristo?
Ma dov'è Gesù Cristo? Dov'è Gesù Cristo?
Stragi per strada da qui a San Francisco, ma chi è Gesù Cristo?
Chi è Gesù Cristo? Ma chi è Gesù Cristo?

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Gesù Cristo il messia di Betlem – Unknown Artist Testo della canzone

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Gesù Cristo il messia di Betlem – Unknown Artist

Questa è la maxi storia di come la mia vita è cambiata
Capovolta in croce sia finita
Seduto su 2 piedi qui con te
Ti parla il Gesù Cristo il superfigo di Betlem
Giocando a testa o croce con Battista sono cresciuto
Me la sono spassata
Wo che fissa ogni minuto
Le mie toste giornate filavano così
Tra una preghiera qui e un miracolo lì
Poi la mia aureola volata un po' più su
Volò proprio sulla testa di quei traditori laggiù
Giuda si imballò fece una trottola di me
E la Madonna preoccupata disse "vattene a Betlem!"
L'ho pregata, scongiurata ma a Betlem vuole che vada
Lei m'ha fatto le valige
E ha detto "va' per la tua strada"
Dopo avermi dato un bacio e un rosario per partire
Con la bibbia nella sacca ho detto "qua meglio sgommare"
Prima classe ma è uno sballo
Litri d'acqua e bicchieri di legno
Se questa è la vita che fanno a Betlem
Per me, mm-mh, poi tanto male non è !
Ho chiamato un cammello giallo
Col mio fischio collaudato
Come nella maratona mi sentivo gasato
Una vita tutta tutta nuova sta esplodendo per me
Avanti a tutta forza portami a Betlem!
Sventola di capanna mi sento già straricco
La vita di prima mi puzza di vecchio
Guardate adesso gente in pista chi c'è
Il messia Gesù cristo lo svitato di Betlem!

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Gesù Gang – Gesu Testo della canzone

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Gesù Gang – Gesu

{Intro}
Hey, uuh, hey
Gesùùùù

{Ritornello}
Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gaang (heyy)
Non fotti con Gesù Gang (uh uh)
Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang (uh)
Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gaang (heyy)
Non fotti con Gesù Gang (uh uh)
Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang (uh)

{Strofa}
No-no-no-no
Non fotti (mai)
Ce ne ho Troppa, me ne fumo troppi
Fanculo i caramba, fanculo ste tipe, fanculo i poliziotti (fuck,fuck,fuck)
Continuerò a farlo lo spero (uuh)
Finchè sono ancora in piedi (yah)
Hai sempre detto non credo (uuh)
Fino a quando non mi vedi yaah
Gesù Gang
Siamo chiusi in stanza tutta la noche (uuh, uuh, uhh)
C'è chi sta fatto per il cappone (yah, yah, yah)
Prima che entri senti l'odore
A tutti sti scemi io li metto in croce yah
Non perdo tempo se lo faccio
Sto vedendo brutto tempo per questo ti caccio
Me ne fumo 100 in una giornata
Quindi ogni giorno mi riduco come uno straccio (splash)
Lo faccio quando voglio (uh)
Soldi finchè flexo il portafoglio (uh)
Soldi perchè oggi è il nostro giorno
Non lo faccio per me mi porto su lo scoglio (heyy)

{Ritornello}
Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gaang (heyy)
Non fotti con Gesù Gang (uh uh)
Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang (uh)
Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gaang (heyy)
Non fotti con Gesù Gang (uh uh)
Gesù Gang Gesù Gang Gesù Gang (uh)

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Gesualdo da Venosa – Franco Battiato Testo della canzone

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Gesualdo da Venosa – Franco Battiato

Io, contemporaneo della fine del mondo
Non vedo il bagliore
Né il buio che segue
Né lo schianto
Né il piagnisteo
Ma la verità
Da miliardi di anni
Farsi lampo
Concerto n° 4 in do minore
Per archi di Baldassarre Galuppi
(te, piccolo, minutissimo
Mazzetto di fiori di campo)
La settima frase di Ornithology
L'ultima, prima della cadenza e dal da capo
Via, il noto balzo da uccello, sull'ultima nota
Di Charlie...
(Pensiero causale -
Imperativo categorico -
Ferma distinzione dell'uomo dall'animale
Teorema adiabatico!)
I madrigali di Gesualdo, principe di Venosa
Musicista assassino della sposa -
Cosa importa?
Scocca la sua nota
Dolce come rosa

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Gesucht Und Gefunden – Bushido Testo della canzone

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Gesucht Und Gefunden – Bushido

Kann mir nicht vor stellen dass du von mir gehst schreib dir diesen Song und leg ihn vor deine Tür du hörst ihn an ich weiß dir kommen die Tränen du bist der tollste Mensch auf Erden
Ich mein das ernst egal wie schlecht ich bin du warst mein Lichtlein im Herz warst in guten Zeiten da in schlechten Zeiten da und was ich dir schon immer sagen wollte ich schätze deine Art ich versprech es die Sonne geht auf wenn du lächelst
Und hätt ich nichts würd ich für dich raus gehen und battl'n für mich bist du die Luft zum atmen die Feuerleiter wenn das Haus mal brennt für dich geh ich raus ich steh auf und kämpf du hast mir beigebracht nicht aufzugeben nur wegen dir fing ich einfach an mein Traum zuleben
Und sie flossen raus die Tränen
Verdammt mein Glücksrad bewegt sich nicht wärst du nicht da würd ich meinen das Schicksal wär gegen mich ein Blick hoch
Es regnet nicht mehr denn die Sonne kommt jetzt raus und ich schreib für dich den Song dass du mir glaubst

Ich habe dich gesucht und dann gefunden es tut gut und bis an's Ende dieser Zeit folg ich dir denn wir zwei haben uns einfach gesucht uns gesucht und gefunden

Und glaubst du's mir ich wär so gern wie du ein Sonnenschein den jeder liebt so blind vor Liebe dass du auch oft nicht jeden meiner Fehler siehst du fängst mich auf und
Holst mich aus dem tiefsteno Lch du weißt genau dass ich dir so vertrau verdammt du kannst mir glauben ich wär wirklich gern wie du ja du hörst mir gerne zu und alles was ich nicht verstehe erklärst du gut und du hast mir Mut gemacht viel durch zustehen ohne dich hätte ich mich nie gewagt durch diese Hölle durchzugehen für mich bist du mein Schutzengel weil du mir Wärme gibst an kalten Tagen und durch dich vergesse ich meine alten Narben ich bin Gott so dankbar ich dank für jeden Augenblick und selbst auf dem dunkelsten Pfad bist du mein Augenlicht
Hörst du mich ich brauche dich ich fühle mich hilflos wie ein kleines Kind dass seine Eltern sucht denn es will bloß dass sie bei ihm sind ich hoffe du hast verstanden worum es mir geht
Ich will die Tage und die Stunden nicht zählen
Bis du gehst

Ich habe dich gesucht und dann gefunden es tut gut und bis an's Ende dieser Zeit folg ich dir denn wir zwei haben uns einfach gesucht uns gesucht und gefunden

Ich zähl die Tage, Sekunden und die Stunden
Wir haben uns gesucht wir haben uns gefunden ganz egal
Was Gestern war egal was morgen wird ja ich habe mich geirrt da Liebe niemals stirbt

Ich habe dich gesucht und dann gefunden es tut gut und bis an's Ende dieser Zeit folg ich dir denn wir zwei haben uns einfach gesucht uns gesucht und gefunden

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Get ‘Em – Cassidy Testo della canzone

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Get 'Em – Cassidy

[Cassidy]
This the boy Cassidy man
And I'm feeling like a red nose that we just let out the cage man
I'm ready to bite one of you niggaz at any given moment

GET 'EM!!!!

[Verse 1]
My shit is the truth I get in the booth
And start spitting like I'm missing a tooth
You listening duke, I'm gripping the coupe, lifting the roof
Sip the orange juice mixed with the goose
Or shots of the yak I got gats that could lift up a moose
Stay with a biscuit to shoot like I'm Bishop in Juice
I get more bitches than Luke when I run the block
Fiends scream "I Wanna Rock, I Wanna Rock Ock"
I'm right in the curb white and the herb
And I got a nice price on the birds you might could get served
You come with the doe I come with the blow
But if you don't come with the change I'm a come with them thangs
Run up on you with the gun in the dickie
The collar coat hold a hundred and fifty
You wanna get busy come get me I'll bury you cats
Cus I wife the knife and I marry my gat

[Hook-Swizz Beats]
Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
Get 'em Cass
Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
Get 'em Cass

Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
Get 'em Cass
Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
Get 'em Cass

[Verse 2]
A yo my flow sick I need an antihistamine
Both of my wrists gleam and my fist just as mean
It's blue but it's see-through like Listerine
I get the cream on the strip fucking with the fiends
So go and get your team
And I'll get 'em all smoked like a stick a nicotine or a nick of green
And I don't talk to these hoes like I'm Mr. Bean
I just let 'em mop me off get a Mr. Clean
And I might pop her off if the chick is mean
I got some stories I can tell I'll sell a chick a dream
I'll let her sip a little liquor let her hit the green
Then I'm a unbutton her blouse and unzip her jeans
And merk that ass, hurt that ass
Cass show you how to work that ass
And I ain't with my boy Kells in the hotel no more
I'm on the strip making sells fish scale galore
Whore

[Hook-Swizz Beats]
Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
Get 'em Cass
Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
Get 'em Cass

Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
Get 'em Cass
Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
Get 'em Cass

[Verse 3]
I'm still acting a fool packing a tool
Went back to the dude before I was with the black and the jewels
I don't feel right if I ain't strapped with the tool
But give me a gat and I'm cool like the mac or the ooze
And I'll clap at you dudes I ain't scrapping you dudes
I'm kind of light and I ain't fighting I got ratchets to use
I'll have cats like "Damn yo what happened to dude?"
Listen homey if I'm hungry you'll get jacked for your food
I'm back on the move, back on the grind
I'm a natural born hustler I just happened to rhyme
Who would of ever thought I'll be the cat to get signed
But life hard to predict the shit happen sometimes
Cats jacking my lines, taking my style
But there ain't no perpetrators aloud
If you die then you can't testify when I take it to trial
You can hate it I just take it and smile
Motherfucker

[Hook-Swizz Beats]
Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
Get 'em Cass
Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
Get 'em Cass

Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
Get 'em Cass
Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
Sick 'em

Get 'em Cass
Get 'em Cass

Get 'em Cass
Sick 'em

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Get ‘Em Daddy (Remix) – Cam’ron Testo della canzone

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Get 'Em Daddy (Remix) – Cam'ron

[Cam'Ron]
See the problem is I ain't goin nowhere
Can shoot at me, can stab at me
Take your best shot (this is the remix)
Suck a dick no homo
DipSet, remix, let's go!

[Hell Rell]
My flow is novocaine, my bars is hurricanes (Katrina)
I got hell-a cain, mac in the melon range
Hop out and shells exchange
I wanna see these niggaz die die, make they mom feel hell-a pain
Walk around like I got a broom in my pants
Na that's a fuckin' A-K, heavy tool in my pants, damn
Man these cowards better stay in they lane
And if they ain't getting the picture, it ain't in the frame
VVS's stay in my chain (bling) they in my ring (There they go)
You must of wrote your will already if your sayin our names
Hell Rell, Mr. Ruger Ruger, I'm a shooter shooter
You hung with the girls you double dutch or hoola-hooper
Hop skip and jumpin, block clickin and jumpin
Glock clickin and dumpin, it's the mighty

[J.R. Writer]
Listen I'm quite known, nice chrome, a cyclone niggaz
Ya sight blown, Right-o, my white stones glitter
Left hand bling, the right one shiver
Stallion, medallion, a ice cold picture
The white stone flipper
That white tone, nights home, getting' rid of the weight like lipo mister
This psycho sicker
That ain't crackin' ya pimp, you got a rat as a friend like Mike on Thriller
This ain't nothing to me, a scrapper at its best
No rapper could impress, man I'm crack right out the jets
You rappin indirect
But it's lookin like a movie shoot
How they sendin all these damn actors at the set

[Jim Jones]
It goes get 'em daddy (Goonies)
Soul niggaz they sick and flabby, (they washed up)
Young fly rich and every nigga with me pack heat, (we ballin)
Somebody snappin pictures at me, (watch me)
Plus I know I got the F.B.I. sick of me
The cash the jewels and how we buy exquisite V's
Don't get ya brains fried to a fricassee
My vest and my heater, breath full of reefer
And ya boy stay fly like he was dressin for Easter
The big Pachorte, Capo the heavy
Packin 4-4 court case to drop on expressway
Its DipSet Byrdgang we fly high
And chart the G-4 we get high in the sky

[Cam'Ron]
I'm Hulk Hogan, Randy Savage, Bob Backlund
Paul Akin, ha ha, who they think they car jackin
You dump and a dump, I slumped and I slump
They mad my car's like an elephant, the trunk in the front
See ya dude react, Hud six threw me back, a few they clapped
But I ate those, them shits is Scooby Snacks
I ain't see stars, I'm a G pa
Threw the Lam' in 6th, Drove to the E.R.
Had to make it hot
Feel like Pac I know it's set up
Them old niggaz know I'm bout to take they spot
Ain't no A.B. - I.O.U.
Y.B. That'll get 'em up in I.C.U.
Like I see you at the BP, shot 'em off G.P.
Guns from VA, PA, down to D.C.
D.O.A. if you short up on my P.C.
C-74 switched 'em over to P.C.
Like Chuck D, we the '06 P.E.
Fuck me why, I'm in the '06 G.T.
All about them G's B, we the B.G.
Byrd Gang Dipset, D.I.P. see
Like KRS-One, the great B.D.P.
You wanna join the crew, then you must see me, flee
(Get 'em Daddy) Got 'em mommy, you my Gotham Bonnie
Cause I'm Batman with the pump, Johnny Johnny
(Get 'em Daddy) Honey smile, don't act funny style
In one ear, yeah yeah, 220 thou'

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Get ‘Em Girl – Cam’ron Testo della canzone

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Get 'Em Girl – Cam'ron

I get the boasters boasting, I get computers puting
Y'all get shot at, call me, I do the shooting
I do the recruiting, I tutor the students
I nurture they brain, I'm moving the movement
Whether buddist or budah, that's judist or juda
I got luger to ruger, hit from +Roota to Toota+
Chick from hooter to hooter, I put two in producers
I'm the real boss story, the hoolah of hoosiers
I rock mostly dosey, I roll mostly dololy
I'll leave you wholy, holy, you'll say "Holy Moly"
Here come the coroner get 'em, play "Rolly Poley"
I'll tell you true stories, how I coldly hold heat
When it's repping time, I get on extra grind
Fried to fricassee, pepperseed to pepperdine
Jeff Hamilton, +Genesis+, leather time
Bitches say I'm the man, I tell 'em "Nevermind"

[Chorus]
They getting nice, they got some ice
Let's get the dice and roll 'em (get 'em girls)
They getting chips, they flippin' bricks
Get the Rots and Pits, tell 'em (get 'em girls)
See acting fiesty, getting shiesty
Call her wifey, tell her (get 'em girls)
Just lay back, get your face slapped
We at the race track, eight stacks (get 'em girl)

[Cam'Ron]
You acting funny nigga, come dumb, dumby nigga
Killa keeps twenty blikers (I'm getting money nigga)
So you should move away, or join the dude in Play
Hey, so you can say (I'm getting money nigga)
First pal up in the rare, I style up in my gear
Stallion of the year, medallions in my ear
Whips on my fists, houses on my wrists
Your budget on my neck, your spouse on my dick
Posters on the wall, posted on my balls
Dick in her mouth, I tell her (I'm getting money nigga)
Y'all faking the fizzle, I'm caking for shizzle
Fuck a Sizzler steak, my steak stay sizzled
Eight, boom, boom, my ace boon coon
Shake, bake, skate, vroom, vroom (We getting money nigga)
Seventh to eighth, zoom, zoom, boom, boom tune

For I get like that boom, boom room (I'm getting money nigga)
Wreck 'N Effects, zoom, zoom, meh poon, poon
Since the movie "Cacoon", had my uzi, platooned (I'm getting money nigga)

[Chorus]
They getting nice, they got some ice
Let's get the dice and roll 'em (get 'em girls)
They getting chips, they flippin' bricks
Get the Rots and Pits, tell 'em (get 'em girls)
See acting fiesty, getting shiesty
Call her wifey, tell her (get 'em girls)
Just lay back, get your face slapped
We at the race track, eight stacks (get 'em girl)

[Cam'Ron]
My team is the "Goonies" we where seen with buffonies
Toonies, best dressed, stay up in Nemis, and Bloomies
Want to hit it from the back, she agreed that I'm looney
But proceeded to moon me (I'm getting money nigga)
Baby, BS in honey do, Cam, Vs 1 and 2
I'll help you get your son out of P.S. 22
Get him a maury flow, from the maury show
Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the Maury Show
He in bootcamp, you on food stamps
Welfare, no healthcare, a true tramp
And I'm lockey, lockey, leave you pokey, pokey
No Rice a Roni, that's the Okey, Dokey
Me and Toby homie, make you do the hokey pokey
Pull the pound, up and down, turn yourself around shorty
Here's some weed, burn yourself a pound whodie
Here's a map, go load yourself a town, sporty
I was down forty, now I'm up fifty
Buck fifty, buck quickly, who could fuck with me?
Killa

[Chorus]
They getting nice, they got some ice
Let's get the dice and roll 'em (get 'em girls)
They getting chips, they flippin' bricks
Get the Rots and Pits, tell 'em (get 'em girls)
See acting fiesty, getting shiesty
Call her wifey, tell her (get 'em girls)
Just lay back, get your face slapped
We at the race track, eight stacks (get 'em girl)

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Get ‘Em Girls – Jessica Mauboy Testo della canzone

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Get 'Em Girls – Jessica Mauboy

[Snoop Dog:]
Get Em' Girl [x7]
([Jessica:] uhh, yeahhh [x3])
I dont need a runway,
I got all my Get em' Girls [x2]
I can cat, walk my way to the front page,
I got all my Get em' Girls [x3]
(Watcha get em girl, Imma swing my hips this way)

[Verse 1:]
I got all my get em' girls, you can call em' prada heels
I don't need a runway to walk it out the spine of it
And I got a hundred bags, different colours come see
Gucci, alligators, call em' crocodile dundi
Now take it to the floor
I'm sayin' hello
You aint tips, got em' flying like a sparrow
Get em' outta twos, like they know I were stiletos
Fresh Jimmy Choos, got em' pointing like a narrow

[Chorus:]
I dont need a runway
I got all my Get em' Girls [x2]
I can cat, walk my way to the front page
I got all my Get em' Girls [x3]
(Watcha get em' girl, imma swing my hips this way)

[Bridge]
Get em' Girl
And back and rock, and back, back rock [x3]
And back and rock
Now go and strike a pose

[Verse 2:]
Let me see you in the pearly mama
Dress goin' like your Marilyn Munro (uh uh, uh uh)
(Now go and strike a pose)
Vera Wang with the fur around it
No stopping me with the fur around me
Click, click the alarm in the mazaradi
Click, click from my hears is the matters money
Click, click goes the camera's from the paparazzi
I'm the shit, you can ask the whole world about me

[Chorus:]
I don't need a runway
I got all my Get em' Girls [x2]
I can cat, walk my way to the front page
I got all my Get em' Girls,
I got all my Get em' Girls,
I got all my Get em' g-g get em' girls [x2]
I got all my Get em' Girls,
I got all my Get em' Girls,
I got all my Get em' Girls

[Bridge:]
Get em' Girl
And back and rock, and back, back rock [x3]
And back and rock

[Bridge:]
High heels are every womans fame
I dont know what I'd to without em'
Right now I feel so on display
The camera's flash,
And everyone's asking where you get em' girl

[Snoop Dog]

[Chorus:]
I dont need a runway
I got all my Get em' Girls [x2]
I can cat, walk my way to the front page
I got all my Get em' Girls [x2]
I got all my Get em', get em' ,get em', get em'
I got all my Get em' Girls [x3]
I got all my Get em' Girls [x2]
I got all my get em', get em', get em', GIRL

[Snoop Dog]
Yeah, Jessica baby
I just gotta let you know
You got on them Get em' Girls, and you really get it
Get it Girl
Yeah
Get it, get it, get it
Get em' Girl
Get it

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Get ‘Em Up – Cypress Hill Testo della canzone

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Get 'Em Up – Cypress Hill

[B-Real]
Who wants the wrath, it must be the hood
who's up to no good, and wishes a man would
come up and give him a reason to blast on..
I wouldn't put it past him!
He's got juice, how long will it last him?
He's gettin back, at, all the punks that harassed him
Ask him (HEY!) what's ya main hobby?
He'll say there ain't, nothin like the motherfuckin robbery
So don't crowd me, cause yo I run shit
You know, homey that old top gun shit
I got a slug comin straight out the barrel
for your ass, if you wanna ask a dumb question
Cause I'm quick on the draw, click-click, punks drop
Now your lifes ain't worth shit!

[Chorus: B-Real, Sen Dog (repeat 2X)]
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up y'all, yeah
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up (SHOOT 'EM UP!)
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up y'all, yeah
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up (SHOOT 'EM UP!)

[Sen Dog]
Sen Dog, never again will I bend
No letters of death, no threats, will I send
So I'm puttin an end, to all your dumb shit
(dumb shit) dumb shit.. that, "Homes WHERE YOU FROM?" shit
Cause I run shit, my way, all day, I don't play
cause it won't pay
Niggaz wanna play with the pistol, you make me get pissed though
(YOU GET A FISTFUL!)
Make you eat knuckles, feel your knees buckle
Still feelin great when you're sleepin on the pavement?
Save it! The beatdown, who gave it?
Sen did, no one will explain it

[Chorus]

[B-Real]
I've had it up to HERE, with all the bullshit
Finger's on the trigger, and I'm about to pull it
Gank hardrock, up the block, you know I rule it
To the punks around the corner someone's gonna catch a bullet
To the crew, that wants, to get with my program
I'm out to get mine, and ain't takin shit from no man
in the neighborhood, cause there ain't no brotherhood
In other words, good, if you heard, that we're comin up
We're out to make a quick buck, that's what I'm thinkin
And I'm smokin any PUNK who even thinks of finkin

[Chorus]

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Get 2 U – Reed Deming Testo della canzone

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Get 2 U – Reed Deming

I don't let it show, just wanna let you know
The words I'll never say to you
I want you in my life but I keep it all aside
You might be scared if you knew the truth

I never missed somebody like you
Say what you want like you got something to prove
The way you look at me, I can't even move
I lose all control, I don't know what to do

Standing right in front of me
I can't find a way to get to you
Can't find a way to get, can't find a way to get
Can't find a way to get, can't find a way to get to you
You're the only thing I need
You can show me what I never knew
Can't find a way to get, can't find a way to get
Can't find a way to get, can't find a way to get
(Oh get to you)

I want you to stay, I just can't explain
The feeling when I'm next to you
Can't let you get away, I wish I knew the way
To make you love me the way I love you

I never missed somebody like you
Say what you want like you got something to prove
The way you look at me, I can't even move
I lose all control, I don't know what to do

Standing right in front of me
I can't find a way to get to you
Can't find a way to get, can't find a way to get
Can't find a way to get, can't find a way to get to you
You're the only thing I need
You can show me what I never knew
Can't find a way to get, can't find a way to get
Can't find a way to get, can't find a way to get
(Oh get to you)

(A way to get to you)
(A way to get to you)
(A way to get to you)
(A way to get to you)

Standing right in front of me
I can't find a way to get to you
Can't find a way to get, can't find a way to get
Can't find a way to get, can't find a way to get to you
You're the only thing I need
You can show me what I never knew
Can't find a way to get, can't find a way to get
Can't find a way to get, can't find a way to get
(Oh get to you)

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Get A Bag – Lucas Coly Testo della canzone

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Get A Bag – Lucas Coly

Yeah... Lucas, Coly... Yeah Come And Get A Bag With Me... Yeah... Get A Bag With Me... Yeah Yeah Come And Get A Bag With Me Oooh Come And Get A Bag With Me... Aye, Yeah, Yeah

I, Really Fuck With You
Say You Wanna Ride For Me? Fuck It, Coo
Do Whatever For You, I Will Never Diss You
When You Ain't Around Me Baby Girl I Miss You
I Just Want Somebody Who Can Count The Cash With Me
Aye, Stack It Up, Fuck It
Come And Get A Bag With Me
I Just Want Somebody Who Can Count The Cash With Me
Aye, Stack It Up, Come And Get A Bag With Me

Yeah, Baby Come And Get A Bag With Me
Put You On Some Money, Fuck It When Can Stack Chicken
Go Through Pain, You Could Forget About The Past With Me
Take You To Another World, You Blow The Gas With Me
Aye, Put That Pussy On Me Ima Act A Fool With That
Aye, You Gon Probably Need A Brace Soon As I'm Through With That
Yeah I'm Kind Of Famous But See I Know How To Move With That
They Don't Wanna See Me With You But I'm Coo With That
Aye, See I'm Really Fucking With You For The Real You
Yeah, Better Look Out For The Snakes Up In Your Rearview
Yeah, You Be Curving Niggas For Me That I Been Knew
Yeah, Never Leave You Cause Of All The Shit We Been Through
Yeah, Met My Momma And My Pops Cause She Worth It
Yeah, I Don't Give A Fuck Dawg, To Me You Perfect
Yeah, I Don't Know I Love The Fact We Got A Purpose
Aye, Without Each Other We Be Feeling Like We Worthless

I, Really Fuck With You
Say You Wanna Ride For Me? Fuck It, Coo
Do Whatever For You, I Will Never Diss You
When You Ain't Around Me Baby Girl I Miss You
I Just Want Somebody Who Can Count The Cash With Me
Aye, Stack It Up, Fuck It
Come And Get A Bag With Me
I Just Want Somebody Who Can Count The Cash With Me
Aye, Stack It Up, Come And Get A Bag With Me

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Get a Good Look – Sports Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Non sono il ragazzo che immagino nella mia testa
Immagino nella mia testa
Dicono che il tempo volerà
Quindi guarda bene finché puoi
Guarda bene finché puoi

Perché uno di questi giorni, amico
Cambierai

(Come come)
Dimmi come ci si sente
(Come come)
Non avere niente da dimostrare?
(Come come)

Ho letto ogni tipo di consiglio
Ma non ce la faccio più
Non posso più farlo
Passo troppo tempo
Sul sedile posteriore dell'auto
Il sedile posteriore dell'auto

E uno di questi giorni, amico
devo cambiare

(Come come)
Dimmi come ci si sente
(Come come)
Non avere nulla da dimostrare?
(Come come)

Come come
Come come
Perché non mi lasci in pace?
Solo, solo, solo
Non voglio rispondere al telefono
Solo, solo, solo

Non voglio rispondere al telefono
Ciao ciao ciao ciao?
Ciao ciao ciao ciao?
Non voglio rispondere al telefono
Ciao?

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Get a Good Look – Sports


I’m not the guy I picture in my head
I picture in my head
They say time will fly
So get a good look while you can
A good look while you can

‘Cause one of these days, man
You’re gonna change

(How, how)
Tell me how does it feel
(How, how)
To have nothing to prove?
(How, how)

I’ve read all sorts of advice
But I can’t do it anymore
I can’t do it anymore
I spend too much time
In the back seat of the car
The back seat of the car

And one of these days, man
I’ve gotta change

(How, how)
Tell me how does it feel
(How, how)
To havе nothing to prove?
(How, how)

How, how
How, how
Why won’t you leave mе alone?
Alone, alone, alone
I don’t wanna pick up the phone
Alone, alone, alone

I don’t wanna pick up the phone
Hello, hello, hello, hello?
Hello, hello, hello, hello?
I don’t wanna pick up the phone
Hello?

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Get A Grip – Black Sabbath Testo della canzone

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Get A Grip – Black Sabbath

I see it on the TV, it's playing on my mind,
Everything I see has got something to do with killing my brother.

Just another mind game? or maybe it's a sign,
When the child with a gun holds it up to the head of his brother.

Well that ain't nice, gotta get a grip, gotta get a hold on life,
Gotta get a grip cause you're gonna slip, yeah.

Somebody tell me, where did we lose?
Where's the point that we lost the control to live with each other?
Mister politician, searching for a lie.
What's the truth? will the youth find the proof for a revolution?

Cause that ain't nice, gotta get a grip, gotta get a hold on life
Gotta get a grip cause you're gonna slip, on ice,
Gotta get a grip, gotta get a hold on life
Gotta get a grip cause you're gonna slip

Gotta get a hold of the situation, gotta get you into my life,
Gotta get a hold and get it moving.
I can't tell you what you need to know it's up to you, oh yeah

That ain't nice, gotta get a grip, gotta get a hold on life
Gotta get a grip, cause you're gonna slip, on ice,
Gotta get a grip, gotta get a hold on life
Gotta get a grip cause you're gonna slip.

Gotta get a hold of the situation, gotta get a hold on life,
Gotta get a grip and get it moving,
I can't tell you what you need to know, it's up to you, oh yeah.

Don't your blood run cold, don't the sorrow show,
Hold on tight to what you have.
See it in your eyes, don't it make you cry,
Get a grip and shake the can.
Get a grip, yeah, get a grip, yeah, get a grip, yeah,
Get a grip, get a grip, get a grip, get a grip, get a hold.
Get a grip on life, get a grip on life, get a grip on life,
Yeah get a grip.

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Get A Grip – Irene Cara Testo della canzone

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Get A Grip – Irene Cara

Get a grip, get a grip on it
Try to stay on it, baby
Get a grip, don't let up on it
Gotta get on it, baby

Get a grip, get a grip on it
Try to stay on it, baby
Get a grip, don't let up on it
Gotta get on it, baby

Floating, so high above the ground
Playing between the sound of perilous boundaries
Seek out confusing surroundings all around

Working, to gain some higher ground
Then there's a stranger
Keeps a-calling inside of my head
Wonderin' when there will come a time
The power of your love is all I want to find

A hit today is tomorrow's debt
And yesterday's a cancelled check
You do your best, careful not to fall
Gotta stay one step ahead of them all

Get a grip, get a grip on it
Try to stay on it, baby
Get a grip, don't let up on it
Gotta get on it, baby

Get a grip, get a grip on it
Try to stay on it, baby
Get a grip, don't let up on it
Gotta get on it, baby

Laying, the tracks of endless sound
The cost is high but I got to do it anyhow
Total, control is on my mind
It feels so right, I know it must be a sign

Working, to gain some higher ground
Then there's a stranger
Keeps a-calling inside of my head
Wonderin' when there will come a time
The power of your love is all I want to find

Ooh wanna find, wanna find love
I wanna find love
Wanna know. wanna know
Where there's love to find

A hit today is tomorrow's debt
And yesterday's a cancelled check
You do your best, careful not to fall
Gotta stay one step ahead of them all

A hit today is tomorrow's debt
And yesterday's a cancelled check
You do your best, careful not to fall
Gotta stay one step ahead of them all

Get a grip g-g-get a grip on it
Try to stay on it, baby (try it for me)
Get a grip, don't let up on it
Gotta get on it, baby

G-g-get a grip

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Get A Hold Of Yourself – Jamie Cullum Testo della canzone

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Get A Hold Of Yourself – Jamie Cullum

As I sit and wait for some answers
The questions go round like a Kamikaze pilot
Enlightenment's just a romancer
I wish it were here burning brightly though the skylight

Get a hold of yourself
Get a hold of yourself, now boy
Get a hold of yourself
Get a hold of yourself, now

If everyone here is invited
I'm more in the dark than I ever even guessed
Should I cling on to something solid
I wish it were here dressed up in its Sunday best

Get a hold of yourself
Get a hold of yourself, now boy
Get a hold of yourself
Get a hold of yourself, now

Get a hold of yourself,
Get a hold of yourself,
It's time to get a hold of yourself,
Get a hold of yourself, now

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Get A Job – Body Count Testo della canzone

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Get A Job – Body Count

This stress is killing me
The pressure is agony
Those people work till they break
While others just take

Stop begging, get a job
Get a gun, motherfucker, go on and rob
I’m up at 5 AM, did my work and
You sleep all day wondering why you’re broke
Then you get on the phone and sweat your friends
Sad stories, sad stories never end
You claim you’re fly but always meek
You’re always broke but you’re lying for weeks

I got problems, too
I keep seeing you
I got a problem, too
I keep helping you

I got problems, too
I keep seeing you
I got a problem, too
I keep helping you

Get a job, motherfucker
Learn to rob, motherfucker
Get a job, motherfucker
Learn to rob, motherfucker

Do you carry a gun? You sit still
You never pay me back and never will
And we can man it out, you breaking my balls
Till I give the fuck up and block your call
I’m the bad guy with a bank account
You just move to your next friend and burn him out
Everyone knows this guy, this shit’s true
Or maybe this song’s about you

I got problems, too
I keep seeing you
I got a problem, too
I keep helping you

I got problems, too
I keep seeing you
I got a problem, too
I keep helping you

Get a job, motherfucker
Learn to rob, motherfucker
Get a job, motherfucker
Learn to rob, motherfucker

Get a job!

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Get A Life – Built To Spill Testo della canzone

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Get A Life – Built To Spill

you can't tell me that you don't know who you are
it's there from the start
it comes with the package
any attempt that you make to escape this
useless and unnecessary make up your mind
make it up as you go
make it the truth
make it what you already know she said that's not what she said
unthink the things in your head
it's justa white that you red
Chris went right over their heads you can't be anything
you can't be nothing
you can't be anything
you can't be nothing
you can't be anything
you can't be nothing
you can't be anything
you can't be nothing
you can't be anything
you can't be nothing
you can't be anything if you can't be nothing

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Get A Life – Des’ree Testo della canzone

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Get A Life – Des'ree

Wake up, greet the angels
Sit back and wipe your eyes
Treat yourself to a facial, just by smiling
Slow down, you move too quickly
You've got to take the time
To touch and smell the flowers,
They're beautiful,yeah

Dum di dum di diiie
Dum di dum di diiie
Dum di dum di diiie take it in your stride
Dum di dum di diiie anytime you like
Dum di dum di diiie you can get a life

We know, life is tricky
Look it straight in the eye
Marley spoke of a revival, Exodus yeah

Stand back, stand back,
Look around, look around
What do you see? What do you see?
This is such a great dream
Breathe in, breathe out, take it in, all the way
This is such a great, such a beautiful,
Oh ho, oh ho, yeah, yeah

In the blink of an eye, you can get a life
When you decide, you can get a life

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Get A Little Dirt On Your Hands – David Allan Coe Testo della canzone

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Get A Little Dirt On Your Hands – David Allan Coe

When I was a little boy daddy used to say to me, son,
We got a lot of land, we got a lot of work to be done
Go get your marbles, put'em in the house
Tear down your castles in the sand
Come with your poppy to the cotton patch
Get a little dirt on your hands

Get a little dirt on your hands, son
If your gonna grow up to be a big big man
A little dirt on your hands

Well I reached twenty one and I thought I was a pretty big wheel
I left the country for the city, met a slicker with a shady deal
He said hold up the bank boy and take all the money
And run as fast as you can
The only way you'll ever get along in this world
Is to get a little dirt on your hands
Get a little dirt on your hands

Well its four in the morning' and the warden is calling' my name
He said he's teaching' me a lesson now he's making' me go work in the rain
Dig that ditch boy fill it up
I'm wanting' you to understand
The only way to straighten out a guy like you
Is to get a little dirt on your hands
Get a little dirt on your hands

Hey david got to get a little dirt on those hands boy
Yeah if you want to grow up to be a big big man
You better remember what old whispering bill told you in this song
Get a little dirt on those hands

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Get Acquainted – Dave East Testo della canzone

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Get Acquainted – Dave East

I'm walking through Harlem like I'm Richard Porter
If your wifey ain't feeling me, I could get your daughter
My cousin sold dust he said he tryna get some water
Fish scale on my side of town is what niggas order
Felt like orphans in school, them teachers didn't want us
We hit them corners, that's the reason that the precinct on us
For the pound block, dancing like Bobby Brown
Put a bomb in your building, I'm shutting your lobby down
They be talking that tough shit the Hudson probably found
Floating with fishes, family bitching, they not around
Pull up not hitting switches, this Harlem don't come around
Used to rock the Pradaaaa
Hop out like a rasta like I just was watching Shottas
Kicked out of school, I had a razor in my locker
Felt like Bishop, I'm the one y'all need to worry bout, parther
Different type of ora, I'ma need a lawyer
Momma cooking GOYA before Sapp was a Hoyer
I got some head from Toya, I was busy, couldn't call ya
Me and Mac at the butter spot, your bitch said she she love the cock
I'm always on first cause I love the block
My little nigga said he never fighting, he love his Glock
We savages, a blood spill is nothing, we love the mop

Figured I would trap until I really made it
Two pistols on me, we could get acquainted
Brand new Beamer, bout to get it painted
They think I'm famous, hit everybody, he couldn't aim it
Figured I would trap until I really made it
Two pistols on me, we could get acquainted
Brand new Beamer, bout to get it painted
They think I'm famous, hit everybody, he couldn't aim it

In the kitchen with some grams, I was listening to Cam
Sending pictures of my fam to my niggas in the can
Was pitching and I scammed, visions of some land
Whipping in the pan had you feeling like the man
Illest on the coast, you ain't living if you broke
I know about coke droughts, niggas selling soap
I know about the shower being cold for like three days
Boiling water to clean my body before a cheap date
Knowing I'm just tryna fuck, addicted to designer stuff
Still got marks on my wrists, been in all kind of cuffs
Xanax, mushrooms, kush, I sold all kind of stuff
Own family tried to rob me, I don't got no kind of trust
The way that I think, no time for waiting
You either broke or jealous if you ever got time for hating
I'm from the city move fast, ain't got no kind of patience
Obama tried to change it, we still in the projects waiting
We waiting

Figured I would trap until I really made it
Two pistols on me, we could get acquainted
Brand new Beamer, bout to get it painted
They think I'm famous, hit everybody, he couldn't aim it
Figured I would trap until I really made it
Two pistols on me, we could get acquainted
Brand new Beamer, bout to get it painted
They think I'm famous, hit everybody, he couldn't aim it

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Get Ahold On Love – Dave Mason Testo della canzone

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Get Ahold On Love – Dave Mason

In time as we all grow old
Some of us fall down by the road
But you know that we must be strong
In this world to carry on

You'd better hold on love
You'd better hold on love
Get a hold on love
Get a hold on love
Get a hold on love
Before you let it slip from your heart

All the fears that you have today
May become tomorrow's way
If you stay that way too long
You may find that you don't belong

You'd better hold on love
You'd better hold on love
Get a hold on love
Get a hold on love
Get a hold on love
Before you let it slip from your heart
Before you let it slip from your heart

You'd better hold on love
You'd better hold on love
Get a hold on love
Get a hold on love
Get a hold on love
Before you let it slip from your heart
Before you let it slip from your heart
Before you let it slip from your heart
Before you let it slip from your heart
...

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Get Alone – Comeback Kid Testo della canzone

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Get Alone – Comeback Kid

Get alone
Get alone

Get alone
Get alone
Get alone
Get alone

Get alone
Get alone
Get alone
Get alone

Man it’s a shame. It’s a stumbling block
and it seems I’ve found the order to this sour addiction.
I’ve grown accustom to it showering me.
Switched gears but the cycle isn’t making it easy.
I was running, I was running on empty ideas,
but I had to write them down just to listen.
I’m flying over the ocean and back.
I breathe in, I breathe out.
I breathe in, I breathe out.
I breathe in.

Get alone, when the others are blinding.
Get alone, leave distraction behind me.
Get alone, where the streets are defining.
Get alone, they’re always there and reminding.

Get alone, when the others are blinding.
Get alone, leave distraction behind me.
Get alone, where the streets are defining.
Get alone, they’re always there and reminding.

Riding. Distance restore me.
I’m finding serenity in the structure.
Finding serenity on this route.
Distance restore me.

Adding up, adding up all the stakes.
Lining up, lining up and dissecting.
I’d rather address them while I
I’d rather address them while I can.
If I’m not mistaken I will
If I’m not mistaken I will
If I’m not mistaken I will
Steer it through in a graceful way.
I’ll abandon. Leave the rest behind.
The weight might not settle in time.

Man it’s a shame. It’s a stumbling block
and it seems I’ve found the order to this sour addiction.
I’ve grown accustom to it showering me.
Switched gears but the cycle isn’t making it easy.
I was running, I was running on empty ideas,
but I had to write them down just to listen.
I’m flying over the ocean and back.
I breathe in, I breathe out.
I breathe in, I breathe out.
I breathe in.

Get alone, when the others are blinding.
Get alone, leave distraction behind me.
Get alone, where the streets are defining.
Get alone, they’re always there and reminding.

Get alone, when the others are blinding.
Get alone, leave distraction behind me.
Get alone, where the streets are defining.
Get alone, they’re always there and reminding.

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Get Alone Without You (Get Along Without You) – Miguel Bose Testo della canzone

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Get Alone Without You (Get Along Without You) – Miguel Bose

You think you've got me hanging on a string
But pretty baby you don't know anything about me
I've got a vision that's a curtain falling on you

Don't know nothing what a man needs
You're only looking for the title deeds to his life
Got the cheek to think that you could be my wife

[Chorus 1:]
Hey! A lot of rivers still be flowing strong
Yes, a lot of birdies still be singing songs
Sure as hell I'm gonna get alone without you
Without you, without you...

I took a liberty and packed your big bag
Your silver toothbrush and your fashion magazines
Well, there's the door right over there, know what I mean?

That's the only word for a girl like you
This time you've bitten more than you can chew
The party's over, got to live my own life too

[Repeat chorus 1]

[Chorus 2:]
Hey! A lot of stars'll still be out at night
Yeah, a lot of lovers still be holding tight
Sure as hell I'm gonna be alright without you
Without you, without you...

You think you've got me hanging on a string
But pretty baby you don't know anything about me
The party's over, got to live my own life too

[Repeat chorus 1]

[Repeat chorus 2]

Without you, without you, without you, babe...
[x9]

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Get Alone Without You (Get Along Without You) – Miguel Bose Testo della canzone

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Get Alone Without You (Get Along Without You) – Miguel Bose

You think you've got me hanging on a string
But pretty baby you don't know anything about me
I've got a vision that's a curtain falling on you

Don't know nothing what a man needs
You're only looking for the title deeds to his life
Got the cheek to think that you could be my wife

[Chorus 1:]
Hey! A lot of rivers still be flowing strong
Yes, a lot of birdies still be singing songs
Sure as hell I'm gonna get alone without you
Without you, without you...

I took a liberty and packed your big bag
Your silver toothbrush and your fashion magazines
Well, there's the door right over there, know what I mean?

That's the only word for a girl like you
This time you've bitten more than you can chew
The party's over, got to live my own life too

[Repeat chorus 1]

[Chorus 2:]
Hey! A lot of stars'll still be out at night
Yeah, a lot of lovers still be holding tight
Sure as hell I'm gonna be alright without you
Without you, without you...

You think you've got me hanging on a string
But pretty baby you don't know anything about me
The party's over, got to live my own life too

[Repeat chorus 1]

[Repeat chorus 2]

Without you, without you, without you, babe...
[x9]

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Get Along – Kenny Chesney Testo della canzone

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Get Along – Kenny Chesney

Met a man wearin' a t-shirt, says "Virginia is for lovers"
Had a Bible in his left hand and a bottle in the other
He says "All you're really given is the sunshine and your name"
We both started laughin' when the sky started to rain

Get along, on down the road
We've got a long long way to go
Scared to live, scared to die
We ain't perfect but we try

Get along while we can
Always give love the upper hand
Paint a wall, learn to dance
Call your mom, buy a boat
Drink a beer, sing a song
Make a friend, can't we all get along

Saw a model on a billboard, 1-800 get to know me
Wondered was she photoshopped, or were her eyes really that lonely?
Did she leave her hometown thinkin' she'd end up in L.A.?
Did she break down in the desert and get stuck beside the highway?

Get along, on down the road
We've got a long long way to go
Scared to live, scared to die
We ain't perfect but we try

Get along while we can
Always give love the upper hand
Paint a wall, learn to dance
Call your mom, buy a boat
Drink a beer, sing a song
Make a friend, can't we all get along

We find out when you die the keys to heaven can't be bought
We still don't know what love is but we sure know what it's not
Sometimes you got to

Get along, on down the road
We've got a long long way to go
Scared to live, scared to die
We ain't perfect but we try

Get along while we can
Always give love the upper hand
Paint a wall, learn to dance
Call your mom, buy a boat
Drink a beer, sing a song
Make a friend, can't we all get along

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Get Along Better – Drake e Ty Dolla $ign – Testo e Traduzione in Italiano

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Uh
Questo potrebbe essere troppo reale, troppo reale
 
Stringimi più vicino in questi
Tempi di prova, dovrebbero essere i miei
Bambino
Ho bisogno di aiuto come chiunque altro
Stringimi più vicino in questi
Tempi difficili, apri gli occhi
Bambino
Hai detto che provavi qualcosa per me (Parla con loro)
non so quando
In base ai segnali che invii
In base al modo in cui ti sei scusato
Quando sei venuto a trovarmi e poi (e poi?)
Hai avuto il coraggio di difendere (difendere cosa?)
Errori che hai fatto alla fine
Hai detto che ero troppo investito
Ed è quello che ti ha costretto ad andare a fingere
ti giuro pazza
Qualcuno che ti è vicino mi ha contattato solo per vedere se avessimo fatto ammenda (Oh)

Credimi, non si tratta di vendetta
Ma ora vado d'accordo con il tuo amico (Woo)
Ed è sbagliato, lo so (lo so, lo so, lo so)
Ma di nuovo (Ooh, sì)
Credimi, non si tratta di vendetta
Vado d'accordo con il tuo amico (Oh)
Ed è sbagliato, lo so, è sbagliato, lo so, oh

No
Hai detto che ti sentivi, hai detto che ti sentivi
Qualcosa di diverso da tutti gli altri
Hai avuto il coraggio di chiedere ancora il mio aiuto
Hai scavato fossati, ti sei seppellito, ah-oh
Hai detto che sei caduto
E ho creduto alla tua parola quella notte nel nostro hotel
Una cosa sul tempo, sicuramente, il tempo lo dirà
Non ho mai dovuto lavorare per molto, quindi l'hai detto tu stesso, ah-oh, oh
Non posso lasciarlo andare, non riesco a togliermelo da me
Questa merda mi dà ancora fastidio
Non osare (Non osare)
Non dire che sei orgoglioso di me
Il dolore è semplicemente irreale per me
Ora vuoi venire da me (Crack, crack)
Tre anni interi dopo di me
Perché hai aspettato fino alla fine?

Credimi, non si tratta di vendetta
Ma ora vado d'accordo con il tuo amico, amico
E non mi sembra sbagliato, ma di nuovo
Credimi, non si tratta di vendetta
Mi trovo meglio con il tuo amico
Oh, ed è sbagliato, lo so, ma di nuovo
Credimi, non si tratta di vendetta
Mi trovo meglio con il tuo amico

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Get Along Better – Drake Ty Dolla $ign

Uh
This might be too real, too real

Hold me closer in these
Trying times, supposed to be mine
Baby
I need some help just like anyone else
Hold me closer in these
Trying times, open your eyes
Baby
You said you felt something for me (Talk to 'em)
I don't know when
Based on the signals you send
Based on the way you apologized
When you came to see me and then (Then what?)
You had the nеrve to defend (Dеfend what?)
Mistakes that you made at the end
You said I was too invested
And that's what had forced you to go and pretend
I swear you crazy
Someone that's close to you reached out to me just to see if we had made amends (Oh)

Trust me, this ain't 'bout revenge
But now I get along better with your friend (Woo)
And it's wrong, I know (Know, know, know)
But again (Ooh, yeah)
Trust me, this ain't 'bout revenge
I get along better with your friend (Oh)
And it's wrong, I know, it's wrong, I know, oh

No
You said you felt, you said you felt
Something that's different from everyone else
You had the nerve to still ask for my help
Dug you out ditches, you buried yourself, ah-oh
You said you fell
And I took your word that night in our hotel
One thing about time, surely, time's gonna tell
Never had to work for much, so you said it yourself, ah-oh, oh
Can't let it go, can't get this out of me
This shit still bothers me
Don't you dare (Don't you dare)
Don't say you're proud of me
Hurt's just unreal to me
Now you wanna come crack to me (Crack, crack)
Three whole years after me
Why did you wait 'til the end?

Trust me, this ain't 'bout revenge
But now I get along better with your friend, friend
And it don't feel wrong, but again
Trust me, this ain't 'bout revenge
I get along better with your friend
Oh, and it's wrong, I know, but again
Trust me, this ain't 'bout revenge
I get along better with your friend

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Get Along Little Doggies – Chris LeDoux Testo della canzone

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Get Along Little Doggies – Chris LeDoux

While I was walkin' one mornin' for pleasure
I spied a young cowboy just ridin' along
His hat was throwed back and his spurs were a jinglin'
And as he approached he was singin' this song
Yippy ti yi yo get along little doggies it's your misfortune and none of my own
Yippy ti yi yo get along little doggies you know that Wyoming will be your new home

Now, early in spring we'll round up the doggies
Mark 'em and brand 'em and bob off their tails
Round up the horses load up the check wagons
And follow the doggies on the lonesome old trail
Yippy ti yi yo get along little doggies...

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Get Around – Kenny Beats e ​Dijon – Testo e Traduzione in Italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Strumentale

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Get Around – Kenny Beats ​Dijon

Instrumental

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Get At Me – DJ Quik Testo della canzone

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Get At Me – DJ Quik

(Now I got to cut ya...)
Yeah ha ha that's right. 'Cause it's like this
Yeah, it's gotta be like this. Nigga.

[Verse 1]
It used to be a CPT thang (what)
but now it's just an all me thang (yeah)
because I'm tired of this gizame (right)
I'm through playin' for a crew
that ain't got my back
when I'm the one who done
created the sack
Mister You Know Who remember me
I met you when I was P.P.C.
and you wadn't nothin' but a scrub
wearin' plaid pants and bubble gums
and beggin' for grub
and then when ya hips start growin'
you tripped and flipped and skipped out
know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Not even thinkin' 'bout the times
when Kay Kay took yo' ass in
'cause you didn't have a dime
Nigga couldn't even say thanks for the trouble
I would've spanked yo' ass on the double
'Cause when ya didn't have a place to stay
you little round the way girl
my nigga took yo' way
and that way all my homies had yo' back
Because together they knew we had a fat ass sack
but you couldn't stand the guns
Couldn't wait to take ya
[AMG]
money and run
Kay Kay should've knew the motto of life (what's that)
that ya can't turn a hoe into a housewife (ha ha)
Because you left a lot of people unhappy nigga
You in debt and ya need to get at me

[Chorus]
I'm gonna let ya know it (that's right)
I'm gonna let ya know it (so ya need to get at me)
I'm gonna let ya know it (huh)
I'm gonna let ya know it (you need to get at me)

[Verse 2]
Now I can name a gang of niggas I done tripped with
spent a grip with and they ain't spent shit
and they ain't never brought nothing to the table
But it ain't no puzzle I'm able
but why you wanna take my kindness for weakness
To get my money back
I gotta ride yo' ass like Preakness
it ain't that fly
and when ya see me in traffic just ride by
You should've been a pigeon
'cause you duck so well
but next time I catch you I'ma pluck yo' tail
'Cause niggas like y'all show disrespect
by flossin' so you in for a tossin'
You need to go brush your teeth
and change ya drawers and change ya sheets
and stop y'alls bitches
from steadily tryin' ta ride on my mink
And start bathing more than once a week (nigga)
You know who I'm talkin' 'bout bitches
so ya needs to come right with a quickness (come right)
and instead of tryin' to duck and dodge
and be crafty you need to get at me.

[Chorus]
I'm gonna let ya know it (hell yeah)
I'm gonna let ya know it (you need to get at me)
I'm gonna let ya know it (that's right)
I'm gonna let ya know it (you need to get at me)

[Verse 3]
So tell me how we gon' handle this
either we gon' be men or we gon' be scandalous
either way is all right with me
'Cause I'ma show ya that I meant it
when I said that I'm a G Nigga
I don't take ganks too swell (naw)
that's why I went and bought a gang of shells
and if you approach me wrong
I'ma clown first nigga run up
"First down."
Damn I wish it didn't even have to come to this
'cause now y'alls on my shit list
right with the white boys in this game
thinkin' they gone get the hits for some chump change
Please huh I didn't believe that you'll trip like that
that's how a gang of niggas flipped like that
so get back fool 'cause I'm going out
comin' out of a straight jacket Blastin'!!
and they gon' have to get at me

[Chorus]
I'm gonna let you know it. (hell yeah)
I'm gonna let you know it. (you need to get at me)
I'm gonna let you know it.
I'm gonna let you know it. (you know what
y'all can never get at me)

Now battle

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Get At Me Dog – DMX Testo della canzone

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Get At Me Dog – DMX

[DMX (Sheek):]
(Yea I'm right here dog) Where my dogs at
(We right here dog) Where my dogs at
(I'm right here dog)

[DMX:]
What must I go through to show you shit is real
And I ain't really never gave a fuck how niggas feel
Rob and I steal, not cause I want to cause I have to
And don't make me show you what the MAC do
If you don't know by now then you slipping
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jacking, niggas flipping
Let my man and them stay pretty and I'ma stay shitty
Cruddy it's all for the money, is you wit' me?
Get the bitches, and I'll commit the crime
And when it's on we transform like Optimus Prime
I'll form the head, roll out let's make it happen
If we ain't gonna get it wit them we'll take your cap
Bust it off dusting off the softest niggas
Money with the biggest mouth, yo let's off this nigga
A novice nigga never made a sound
Breath too fucking hard and you're getting bust down

[Sheek, DMX:]
Yo, yo y'all niggas wanna be killers (get at me dog)
Y'all niggas wanna feel us (get at me dog)
Y'all niggas want the real (get at me dog)
(Rrrrrr arf arf, what the deal)
Yo, yo y'all niggas wanna be killers (get at me dog)
Y'all niggas wanna feel us (get at me dog)
Y'all niggas want the real (get at me dog)
(Rrrrrr arf arf, what the deal)

[DMX:]
Nowadays it ain't looking to good for certain niggas, I'm hurting niggas
(What you doing?) Robbing niggas, jerking niggas, sticking niggas
Cause they deserve it; when money got murdered
They know he died slow cause they heard it
The nigga ain't blew up the spot a while
And the mother fucker ain't got shot in a while
It just takes a light up to fuck the night up
Blow everything in sight up, fuck around and I'll have your ass right up
When you mention some shit you wasn't able to stand
I got shit that'll disable a man with the wave of a hand
The days are longer and seems like I'm facing time
I've got a lot of dreams but I'm not really chasing mine
I soak it all up like a sitting fly
Cause nowadays getting by, nothing more than an occasional meal and getting high
I live to die, That's where I'm headed
Let your man hold something, now it's all about you can get it

[Sheek, DMX:]
Yo, yo y'all niggas wanna be killers (get at me dog)
Y'all niggas wanna feel us (get at me dog)
Y'all niggas want the real (get at me dog)
(Rrrrrr arf arf, what the deal)
Yo, yo y'all niggas wanna be killers (get at me dog)
Y'all niggas wanna feel us (get at me dog)
Y'all niggas want the real (get at me dog)
(Rrrrrr arf arf, what the deal)

[DMX:]
Well in the back wit ya faggot ass face down
Lucky that you breathing, but you dead from the waist-down
The fuck is on your mind? Talking that shit that you be talking
And I bet you wish you never got hit cause you be walking
But shit happens and fuck it, you done did your dirt
Niggas is wondering how the fuck you hid your skirt
Right under their eyes like a surprise to the guys
That one of their mans was a bitch in disguise
Fucking with cats that order more hits and slaughter more kids
Let me holla at you yo Baltimore shit (ah-oh!)
Knahmean? I'm just robbing to eat
And there's at least a thousand of us like me mobbing the street
When we're starving, we eat whatever's there
Come on you know the code in the street; whatever's fair
Blood stains and chalk, menas your man couldn't walk
After the talk, about him not being 11-33 to New York
Transforming-ass niggas'll get it quick
And yo for real that nigga K can suck my dick
And it's gon' take all these niggas in the rap game to barely move me
Cause when I blow shit up, I have niggas falling like white bitches in a scary movie
AHHH! You know I don't know how to act
Get too close to niggas it's like: "Protected by Viper, stand back"
What's this? I thought you niggas was killers, demented
The fuck you want me to do with this coward? Finish him, it's ended

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Get At Ya – Chris Brown Testo della canzone

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Get At Ya – Chris Brown

[Verse One]
Where you going, slow it
Don't act like you don't see me
I'm glowing, show me
What you look like in the morning
Tone it on it, floating on 25s
I wouldn't be fly if I threw some D's on it

[Bridge]
When I step to the floor I'm fresh low key
When I step through the door all eyes on me
Wanna be a star get on TV
It's bout to jump off in my car so come with me
(Oh baby)

[Chorus]
Hey girl I love what you do (yeah)
The way ya making it move
I'm tryna give it to you (oh)
Said girl tryna get at ya (tryna)
Tryna get at ya
You see me sitting on chrome
And I'm tryna get at ya
(Hey) I want ya girl
(You) You feel me girl
(Move, oh you) I'm on ya
Said girl tryna get at ya (tryna)
Tryna get at ya (hey hey hey hey)
You see me sitting on chrome
And I'm tryna get at ya

[Verse Two]
Girl I'm slowly approaching
Dodging those misdemeanors
They on it, (on it) want it (want it)
I know they waiting on me
To run it, run it
You gotta show me
If you with it be a bad girl

[Bridge]
When I step to the floor I'm fresh low key (low key)
When I step through the door all eyes on me (on me)
Wanna be a star get on TV
It's bout to jump off in my car so come with me (hey girl)

[Chorus]
Hey girl I love what you do
The way ya making it move (the way that you move it)
I'm tryna give it to you (I can't take it baby)
Said girl tryna get at ya (tryna)
Tryna get at ya (oh girl)
You see me sitting on chrome
And I'm tryna get at ya ( baby)
(Hey) I want ya girl
(You) You feel me girl
(Move, oh you) I'm on ya
Said girl tryna get at ya
Tryna get at ya
You see me sitting on chrome (I'm tryna get at ya)
And I'm tryna get at ya

[Chris' Rap]
700 horsepower
Speakers beating down the block
Girls stop automatic static
Better call the cops
Bad chick, looking like she finna let me grab it
I'm gonna have to snatch it
But I'm tryna get at ya
200 miles per hour
Speakers beating down the block
Girls stop automatic static
Better call the cops
Bad chick, looking like she finna let me grab it
I'm gonna have to snatch it
But I'm tryna get at ya

[Chorus]
Hey girl I love what you do
The way ya making it move
I'm tryna give it to you
Said girl tryna get at ya (tryna)
Tryna get at ya
You see me sitting on chrome
And I'm tryna get at ya
(Hey) I want ya girl
(You) You feel me girl
(Move, oh you) I'm on ya
Said girl tryna get at ya
Tryna get at ya
You see me sitting on chrome (I'm tryna get at ya)
And I'm tryna get at ya

[x2]
Tryna give it to you
Do you feel me girl
Tryna give it to you
Do you feel me girl
Tryna give it to you
Do you feel me girl
Do you feel me girl
Do you feel me girl

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Get At Ya – Chris Brown Testo della canzone

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Get At Ya – Chris Brown

[Intro:]
This is the final piece of the puzzle

[Verse 1:]
Where you going, slow it
Don't act like you don't see me
I'm glowing, show me
What you look like in the morning
Tone it on it, floating on 25s
I wouldn't be fly if I threw some D's on it

[Bridge:]
When I step to the floor I'm fresh low key
When I step through the door all eyes on me
Wanna be a star get on TV
It's bout to jump off in my car so come with me
(Oh baby)

[Chorus:]
Hey girl I love what you do (yeah)
The way ya making it move
I'm tryna give it to you (oh)
Said girl tryna get at ya (tryna)
Tryna get at ya
You see me sitting on chrome
And I'm tryna get at ya
(Hey) I want ya girl
(You) You feel me girl
(Move, oh you) I'm on ya
Said girl tryna get at ya (tryna)
Tryna get at ya (hey hey hey hey)
You see me sitting on chrome
And I'm tryna get at ya

[Verse 2:]
Girl I'm slowly approaching
Dodging those misdemeanors
They on it, (on it) want it (want it)
I know they waiting on me
To run it, run it
You gotta show me
If you with it be a bad girl

[Bridge:]
When I step to the floor I'm fresh low key (low key)
When I step through the door all eyes on me (on me)
Wanna be a star get on TV
It's bout to jump off in my car so come with me (hey girl)

[Chorus:]
Hey girl I love what you do
The way ya making it move (the way that you move it)
I'm tryna give it to you (I can't take it baby)
Said girl tryna get at ya (tryna)
Tryna get at ya (oh girl)
You see me sitting on chrome
And I'm tryna get at ya (baby)
(Hey) I want ya girl
(You) You feel me girl
(Move, oh you) I'm on ya
Said girl tryna get at ya
Tryna get at ya
You see me sitting on chrome (I'm tryna get at ya)
And I'm tryna get at ya

[Verse 3: Chris' Rap:]
700 horsepower
Speakers beating down the block
Girls stop automatic static
Better call the cops
Bad chick, looking like she finna let me grab it
I'm a have to snatch it
But I'm tryna get at ya
200 miles per hour
Speakers beating down the block
Girls stop automatic static
Better call the cops
Bad chick, looking like she finna let me grab it
I'm a have to snatch it
But I'm tryna get at ya

[Chorus:]
Hey girl I love what you do
The way ya making it move
I'm tryna give it to you
Said girl tryna get at ya (tryna)
Tryna get at ya
You see me sitting on chrome
And I'm tryna get at ya
(Hey) I want ya girl
(You) You feel me girl
(Move, oh you) I'm on ya
Said girl tryna get at ya
Tryna get at ya
You see me sitting on chrome (I'm tryna get at ya)
And I'm tryna get at ya

Tryna get at you
Do you feel me girl
Tryna get at you
Do you feel me girl
Tryna get at you
Do you feel me girl
Do you feel me girl
Do you feel me girl [x2]

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Get Away – “autore” Testo della canzone

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Get Away –

Oh, my heart, it’s torn up
And I need these scars to show how
I left myself a long time ago

The blinding light won’t catch me
Feel me rise, so I can’t see
That I left myself a long time ago

I couldn't get away if I wanted to
My hands are tied, tied to you
And I don't mind, no
I couldn't get away if I wanted to
My hands are tied, tied to you
And I don't mind, no

A silver line on a dark sky
And I pay no mind but still try
But I left myself along time ago

Working day, we crawl through
The time we play. Won’t I forgive you?
But I left myself a long time ago

I couldn't get away if I wanted to
My hands are tied, tied to you
And I don't mind, no
I couldn't get away if I wanted to
My hands are tied, tied to you
And I don't mind, no

Stay true to you when you know
So I'm holding out to gracefully grow old
And the wiser any man could be
Makes the suffering all the more easy
The more easy

I couldn't get away if I wanted to
My hands are tied, tied to you
And I don't mind, no
I couldn't get away if I wanted to
My hands are tied, tied to you
Tied to you, tied to you

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Get Away – Big K.R.I.T. Testo della canzone

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Get Away – Big K.R.I.T.

I got to get away from that bullshit that they on
I got to get away from that bullshit that they on
I got to get away from that bullshit that they on
I got to get away from that bullshit that they on
Everybody, everybody, get your glow on
Everybody, everybody, get your glow on
Everybody, everybody, get your glow on
Everybody, everybody, get your glow on

I put the piece on chain, I did that shit for the haters
Made in the image of greatness, I got that there from my maker
Skipped over the minor leagues and took that shit to the majors
Fuck all that salt they was tossing, Scott got pretty of flavor
I'm on my shine like a chrome grill when the sun's out like gold spill
That plate on the time machine that sat on some chrome wheels
For all of them busters that's faking front like they for the cause
Blocking the shots you taking cuz they know you bout to ball out on these hoes
King Tut with the gold stacking all on the low
Christmas system enrobed, big tire hope that you choke
All that pussy that they serving out the pop
Flip them high beams on, hit the gas to the top
I got love for my people, they got love for me
I know my power and my worth and they bullshit free

I got to get away from that bullshit that they on
I got to get away from that bullshit that they on
I got to get away from that bullshit that they on
I got to get away from that bullshit that they on
Everybody, everybody, get your glow on
Everybody, everybody, get your glow on
Everybody, everybody, get your glow on
Everybody, everybody, get your glow on

I put that house on the hill just to startle the neighbors
Pull up, subwoofers still quaking
Let it be known that I made it
From the box that they put me in because of my Nubian skin
Now, I roller-skate in cul-de-sacs on twenty twen twens
Oh Lord, there goes the neighborhood
I'm whipping and dipping, the law won't stop me, but wish they could
But, the tag hood, digi dash good, nothing wrong here
Big Bank, fuck what you think, I belong here on these
Hoes, ain't nuthin' stopping me on my mission
Set my team up, raise my wring up if you play our position
Out the park when I swing, it don't matter who pitching
Reuben Miles under lights, hater this God-given
I can't wait on the government, got to do it myself
Stack all my chips up, never gon' slip-up in case my folks need some help
I got love for my people, the got love for me
I know my power and my worth and they bullshit free

I got to get away from that bullshit that they on
I got to get away from that bullshit that they on
I got to get away from that bullshit that they on
I got to get away from that bullshit that they on
Everybody, everybody, get your glow on
Everybody, everybody, get your glow on
Everybody, everybody, get your glow on
Everybody, everybody, get your glow on

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Get Away – BJ The Chicago Kid Testo della canzone

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Get Away – BJ The Chicago Kid

[BJ The Chicago Kid:]
Haha, haha
It's on your brain again, huh
It's like a double sin
The way you think about gettin' it in
And I'ma say it again, say it like-like
Haha, haha
Yeah, it's on your brain again, huh
It's like a double sin
The way you think about gettin' it in
I'm gettin' in

Ever lay cold in bed at night? (Yeah)
Missin' me 'cause your heart wasn't right (Uh huh)
Then you close your eyes and you think of me (Yeah)
Since you can't sleep, since you've been daydreamin'
Wishin' we could get away, get away
You roll up, you po' up liquor
Thoughts won't get away, get away
My number done changed, so we can't talk, so
Now you see me on the television (Television)
Then you hear me on the radio (Radio)
Then you hit my best friend and ask him if he have my number
Then he hit you with the "hell no"
This bitch better get away, get away
I'm so sorry, it's so disrespectful
You really need to get away, get away
The crazy part is you don't know I be thinkin' of you
The same time you be thinkin' of me
From stage to studio, to pickin' out new wardrobes
In these showrooms, the top floors, wish I could five time her
Get away, get away
Shit, I should fly you out, so you can get away, get away

[Kent Jamz:]
You've got me flyin' home to smoke with you, yeah
(I'll go to Houston then Atlanta, baby)
When we fuck it feel like Vegas (Feel like Vegas)
When I'm freakin' you
Mm-mm-mm-mm
(Let's go smokin' in Amsterdam, let's go shoppin' in Paris
Fuckin' in Tokyo, what you want?)
You've got me flyin' home to smoke with you, ooh, yeah
When we fuck it feel like Vegas (Vegas)
When I'm freakin' you (Freakin' you)
All up in your V, your V (Freakin' you)

[Buddy:]
There's gotta be something better to talk about
Ask a stupid question, I'm walking out
I highly doubted I would make it out of my mama house
So finally got up off the couch, a nigga had to
Get away, get away
Find a little space, catch a vibe by myself, really
Get away, get away
This the first time that I felt good in a long time
There's gotta be better ways we can get along
I say my opinion, you take it wrong
You always bringin' up you heard about another bitch I was fuckin' on
Sometimes I just need me a second girl, you make me wanna
Get away, get away
Smoke something, drink something, ride around the city
Just get away, get away
Chillin' with the homies, gettin' high 'til I forgot about it
Callin' my other bitch on the telephone
Gotta be somewhere better I belong
I'm tired of everybody out here that be tryna get me to string along
They don't even know who they frontin' on
It's best that you get away, get away
You want fly on a plane with a nigga like me, baby?
Get away, get away
Yeah, well I'm tryna do the same thing, let's go

[Kent Jamz:]
You've got me flyin' home to smoke with you, yeah
(I'll go to Houston then Atlanta, baby)
When we fuck it feel like Vegas (Feel like Vegas)
When I'm freakin' you
Mm-mm-mm-mm
(Let's go smokin' in Amsterdam, let's go shoppin' in Paris
Fuckin' in Tokyo, what you want?)
You've got me flyin' home to smoke with you, ooh, yeah
When we fuck it feel like Vegas (Vegas)
When I'm freakin' you (Freakin' you)
All up in your V, your V (Freakin' you)

[JID:]
Fucking with a nigga like me, she gotta be sick in the head too
Three o' clock, watch the moon, that's the goal
Adios, my heart broken, it hurt, I know that it ain't personal
I gotta get away, tryna be calm, cool, collected, smooth
But I look at your beautiful gluteus maximus
Toot it and boot it, something wrong, who would've knew it
Studying like I'ma student, but I'm still stupid
Tryna get you Gucci with the real Louis
And I gotta thank the Lord 'cause he will do it
For a real nigga who been really on the road movin'
Wanna be alone, tell the whole world get away
I be in my own world, I'm my own man with my old man mind
Inside a young man body, third eye, third leg
Bitch don't stand by me, these are not Versace

[Kent Jamz:]
They still pulled up with the drac' and mink coat, Versace
Your favorite rapper mad, so he copy me
I fucked his bitch up in his bed
He pulled up and I still ain't wanna get away, get away
I been drinkin' 'cause we know you spend a long time, let's get away, get away

You've got me flyin' home to smoke with you, yeah
(I'll go to Houston then Atlanta, baby)
When we fuck it feel like Vegas (Feel like Vegas)
When I'm freakin' you
Mm-mm-mm-mm
(Let's go smokin' in Amsterdam, let's go shoppin' in Paris
Fuckin' in Tokyo, what you want?)
You've got me flyin' home to smoke with you, ooh, yeah
When we fuck it feel like Vegas (Vegas)
When I'm freakin' you (Freakin' you)
All up in your V, your V (Freakin' you)

[BJ The Chicago Kid:]
Haha, haha
It's on your brain again, huh
It's like a double sin
The way you think about gettin' it in
And I'ma say it again, say it like-like
Haha, haha

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Get Away – Bobby Brown Testo della canzone

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Get Away – Bobby Brown

[Chorus:]
i've got to get away [8x]
i've got to get away

[Spoken:] aint nothin but the funk baby!

[Verse 1:]
i need a piece of mind
im stressed out today
its about that time
to make that get away
dealing with the people
i deal with everyday
got to find a place i can hide away

so i can be away from the badness
far from the noise and the darkness
it's not too late, there's gotta be a way
for me to escape all this nonsense (get away)

[Chorus 4x]

[Verse 2:]
they try to run my life
but thats the way i live
do what i wanna do
cuz its my perrogative
people always trippin
about the things i say
but im living for the future
and im doing things my way

so why does the world keep on doggin me
i have to leave it all in mind cuz theres gotta be a way
for me to escape all this nonsense (to get away)

[Chorus 4x]

[Rap:]
Yo, check the groove B's kicking a flow real smooth.
E double SS with some cess is a nessecity to move.
So hit it where ya fit in and let the rythm snatch ya.
Throw a good rhyme so watch whats coming at ya.
As i release another Brown batch of Jams that slam
and you cant touch so scram i know you cram to understand
who i am. damn by the way can i please get this dance
lets not free lance cause im just getting started
believe me that was nothing but a brown party
thats on, going on and got it going on.
Bob and Ted'd rated number one so flow on it
and if ur in the house, pump your fists and say ho, ho, ho!!
Ted bring me on back, bring me on back DANCE!!! (there it is, oow!!)

[Chorus 'til song ends]

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Get Away – Cartel Testo della canzone

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Get Away – Cartel

Stop and turn,
Look away right now
You never will find a safer thing,
if you turn around

[Pre-Chorus]
If anybody wants to see you now,
they'll have to get through me
Cause everybody burns for something special,
somehow they might see and Oh.

[Chorus]
Get, Get, Get away from me.
You don't know what I'm capable of.
Just you wait and see.
And Baby, Baby, Baby, I'm ashamed.
Well I can do some terrible things
So nows your time to leave.

Twist and turn.
Please don't let me in it's not a lie.
We think that it's understood
If you should leave me now.

[Pre-Chorus]
If anybody wants to see you now,
they'll have to get through me
Cause everybody burns for something special,
somehow they might see and Oh.

[Chorus]
Get, Get, Get away from me.
You don't know what I'm capable of.
Just you wait and see.
And Baby, Baby, Baby, I'm ashamed.
Well I can do some terrible things
So nows your time to leave.

[Chorus]
Get, Get, Get away from me.
You don't know what I'm capable of.
Just you wait and see.
And Baby, Baby, Baby, I'm ashamed.
Well I can do some terrible things
So nows your time to leave.

Oh. Ohhhhhh Whoa Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhh Whoa Ohhhhh

Ooooh.

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Get Away – Cavo Testo della canzone

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Get Away – Cavo

I got a little hole in a brand new heart
I got to say a grace when I’m falling apart
Couldn’t find the words that I wanted to say
Never would have mattered to you anyway
Anything you want give it take it apart
Anything you love never keep them at heart
Burning to the ground is what I wanted to feel
Never trade a moment if it wasn’t real

Go on you are no one
I’m no one when you’re gone
So go far away where I can never find you
Go far away get away I got to get away from you

Got to find a voice when you wanted to leave
Painting on your face where you couldn’t believe
Burning in the fire of a thousand suns
You were never anything to anyone
Made it to the end where you wanted to start
Take it to your breath when you fall apart
Which I could have heard what you wanted to say
Never would have mattered to me anyway

Go on you are no one
I’m no one when you’re gone
So go far away where I can never find you
Far away get away I got to get away from you

Far away I got to get away from you
Far away
You are so far away go where I could never find you
Far away get away I got to get away from you
Far away get away I got to get away from you
Where I can’t find you
Get away I got to get away from you

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Get Away – Christina Milian Testo della canzone

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Get Away – Christina Milian

[Talking]
You know, I’ve been thinking about you
And I’ve been thinking, we should get together
But I know you have somebody, and I do too
But I got one question. Can you get away?

[Chorus]
I’ve been lookin’ to get away from him.
I’ve been lookin’ to get away from her.
Oh, we gots to find a way, babe.
I’ve been lookin’ to get away.
Since I found you.

[Christina]
Say whatever it is you need to say,
Cuz I’m thinkin’ ‘bout heading my way.
This relationship is getting crazy.
Lately, lately, lately.
I’ve been feelin’ this way from back when,
But now it’s time I turned you in.
Maybe now baby we can be friends
Baby, baby, baby.

[Chorus 2 times]
[Second time – first two lines reversed]

[Ja Rule 2 times]
Can you get away, get out tonight.
Meet me up at the club mama.
Can you get away, get out tonight.
Cuz I’m free baby.

[Christina & Ja Rule]
[C] Well what about my career, my man, my life?
[J] Baby, I give you me, myself and I.
And if you could get near me, there’ll be no more pain love.
[C] Well come on boy and love me, love me, love me.
The more things change, I know, I know men play games.
All I wanna know, are you the same?
[J] Take a chance girl and love me, love me, love me.

[Chorus 2 times]

[Ja Rule 2 times]
Can you get away, get out tonight.
Meet me up at the club mama.
Can you get away, get out tonight.
Cuz I’m free baby.

[Christina & Ja Rule]
[J] I’m not ya man so I’m feelin’ like a one-night stand
I’d be convenient for the both. I know you feel me.
[C] Well come on lets do this.
No thought to it; lets give our love a chance.
[J] Cuz when ya lovin’ me, kiss, hug, love with me.
I’m trying to get it where you can’t get enough of me.
Baby girl, I just wanna be free.
[C] Well come on boy and love me, love me, love me.

[Chorus 2 times]

[Ja Rule 2 times]
Can you get away, get out tonight.
Meet me up at the club mama.
Can you get away, get out tonight.
Cuz I’m free baby.

[Talking]
There it is.

Christina Milian, Ja Rule
Murder I.N.C.

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Get Away – Mac Ayres Testo della canzone

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Get Away – Mac Ayres

Open up, get yourself
Hurt enough, 'til you say when
Close enough, eyes can't see
Throw my phone, and say I don't need

Because there ain't no feeling like moving forward
But I just can't get you out of my head
And if I'm shooting that thang it's all straight forward
No need for something being misread

And I just wanna get away
It's making it hard for me to stay
Oh, I just wanna get away
What I got going on anyways?
Oh, I just wanna get away
Said I gotta get away from you
Oh, I just wanna get away
I just wanna get away
Oh, I just wanna get away

Said I saw your face, right
Yeah I saw it split in three
Let me get my space
You'd never have to miss me
Never miss me baby

Because there ain't no feeling like moving forward
But I just can't get you out of my head
And if I'm shooting that thang it's all straight forward
No need for something being misread

And I just wanna get away
It's making it hard for me to stay
Oh, I just wanna get away
What I got going on anyways?
Oh, I just wanna get away
Said I gotta get away from you
Oh, I just wanna get away
I just wanna get away
Oh, I just wanna get away

I'm singin'
No, No, No, No, No
No, No, No
I just wanna get away
I'm singin'
No, No, No, No, No
No, No, No
I just wanna get away

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Get Away – Wade Bowen Testo della canzone

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Get Away – Wade Bowen

[Chorus]
You got your getaway and I got mine.
Go ahead and run but girl take your
time. There’s No tellin’ what we both might find.
You got your getaway and I got mine.

[Verse]
We’ve been at each other’s throats for a while.
I think we just need some rest.
Both got different ways of handling things,
we’ve gotta get through all this mess.
Take a break from tryin’ to please one another,
we might actually find the truth.
Who we are, and what we’re about.
There something to ourselves we get to prove.

[Chorus]

You got you getaway and I got mine.
Go ahead and run but girl take your time.
There’s no tellin’ what we both might find.
You got your getaway and I got mine.

Think I’ll drive out to my brothers’ land.
Treat a six string as my best friend.
Sit by the water and I’ll think all night.
Send my mind into a relative spin.
If I know you, you’re probably callin’ the girls,
plan a night on the town.
You’ll talk angry and you’ll talk mad,
but you’ll run to me when the end of the night rolls around.

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
I’m not tryin’ to be clever.
And you know that I’ll never let you leave.
I just want you to be happy, every things gonna be alright,
it always is with you and me. Yeah.

[Chorus x2]

You got you getaway and I got mine.
Go ahead and run and, girl take your time.
There’s no tellin’ what we both might find.
You got your getaway and I got mine.

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Get Away – Wade Bowen Testo della canzone

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Get Away – Wade Bowen

[Chorus]
You got your getaway and I got mine.
Go ahead and run but girl take your
time. There’s No tellin’ what we both might find.
You got your getaway and I got mine.

[Verse]
We’ve been at each other’s throats for a while.
I think we just need some rest.
Both got different ways of handling things,
we’ve gotta get through all this mess.
Take a break from tryin’ to please one another,
we might actually find the truth.
Who we are, and what we’re about.
There something to ourselves we get to prove.

[Chorus]

You got you getaway and I got mine.
Go ahead and run but girl take your time.
There’s no tellin’ what we both might find.
You got your getaway and I got mine.

Think I’ll drive out to my brothers’ land.
Treat a six string as my best friend.
Sit by the water and I’ll think all night.
Send my mind into a relative spin.
If I know you, you’re probably callin’ the girls,
plan a night on the town.
You’ll talk angry and you’ll talk mad,
but you’ll run to me when the end of the night rolls around.

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
I’m not tryin’ to be clever.
And you know that I’ll never let you leave.
I just want you to be happy, every things gonna be alright,
it always is with you and me. Yeah.

[Chorus x2]

You got you getaway and I got mine.
Go ahead and run and, girl take your time.
There’s no tellin’ what we both might find.
You got your getaway and I got mine.

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Get Away – Danny Gokey Testo della canzone

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Get Away – Danny Gokey

Well, I gotta get away
Just skip town with the top down
And drive all night
High time that I kick back and lose track
And get out of sight

Yeah, I'm caught in a state of emergency
I'm goin' down if I stay
Gotta get away

Feels like my head's in a vice
The big man standing there screamin'
This pressure, breakin' my mind
I'm done, I'm out, let me get back to
What this life is about

Well, I gotta get away
Just skip town with the top down
And drive all night
High time that I kick back and lose track
And get out of sight

Yeah, I'm caught in a state of emergency
I'm goin' down if I stay
Gotta get away

Yeah, gonna find me a sunset
And a cold drink on the beach somewhere
Get lost in a warm breeze with a sweet thing
Just get me there

I'm gone, no doubt
Gotta get back to
What this whole thing's about

Well, I gotta get away
Just skip town with the top down
And drive all night
High time that I kick back and lose track
And get out of sight

Yeah, I'm caught in a state of emergency
I'm goin' down if I stay
Gotta get away

Call me a missin' person
I really like the sound of that
Believe me I'm never comin' back
Oh, get away

Yeah, get away
Skip town, gonna drive all night
Kick back, and lose track, get outta sight
Yeah, I'm caught in a state of emergency
I'm goin' down if I stay

Well, I gotta get away
Just skip town with the top down
And drive all night

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Get Away – De La Soul Testo della canzone

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Get Away – De La Soul

[RZA]
...Knahmsayin I want to give y'all a little announcement man
For the last year there's been a lot of music comin out
the shit been weak, knowhatI'msayin?
A lot of niggaz trying to take hip-hop
and make that shit R&B, rap and bullshit yaknowhatI'msayin?
Or make that shit funk
Fuck that, this is MCin right here, this is hip-hop

[Posdnuos]
And like the Wu, we bring it to you in the purest form
We reside far away from the norm
Scorn from the big catch, the big bang, big breaks
Fetch pasts in pens even with the pencils
Rap label study us, flooded us with stencil
That's Tinseltown, murder your display
and we stay flyin even when the terrorists is tryin
This to that town, monitor the pat down
Serchin for controlled substance with sustenance
We inventors of the drug, ever since DayGlo
covers broke pots, green baloons
The black shirts sayin (Stakes) elevate at noon
AOI grind, you hear it, understand
We steer it, some choose to veer it off the course
The main source missin, you pay no dues
You earn no pension, learn the rules
You can either be the pimp or the pimped-out fools
Wack niggaz do not forget

[GZA]
Stop runnin up on niggaz with all that wack shit

[Meth]
Word up man

[GZA]
Talking about you MC's

[Meth]
You ain't no MC

[Posdnuos]
...like me; I bake work from art
While labels worry 'bout artwork or top of the chart perks
You need to insert a lot more, that original tier
that you can't manage, just causin damage
So just go ("WHAT!") get away from here
You're fuckin the game up, too low to aim up
So just go ("WHAT!") get away from here

[Dave]
And some'll believe that they're leaders
Young fella, you a 2-liter
Sippin water weight, drownin out the sauce
This lesson is a line with a undergrad course
Well sharpen your (Papermate), my #2s'll make the (Bic)/beac-on shine in you
The fine lining is detailed, the garment is retailed
But I don't buy rap or excuses
The code used to be an unspoken device
But since that's gone, you see what rap produces
("Yaknahmsayin...") The one on one, two on twos
assembled in the center of squares like statues
("Word up") Understand I just do this, I don't have to

[RZA]
YaknowhatI'msayin? This is hip-hop right here
YaknowhatI'msayin? This is lyrics

[Dave]
But you wouldn't know that feelin if it slapped you
Like new credit, the blood work's indebted
Microphone donor, two pints'll get right
I got my cardio up, my nigga ("WHAT!")
Don't give a damn about a party, I do it for the body
Upchuck ya mandible, the scramble is back
Since the two-inch tape, how ample is that?
Like furry dice hangin off the mirror
You position is concernin my vision
These objects seem to be closer than they appear
And they could never catch up, they directions don't match up
Just go ("WHAT!") Get away from here
You're jammin the lane up, messin the game up
Just go ("WHAT"!) Get away from here!

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Get Away – DJ Mustard & RJmrLA Testo della canzone

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Get Away – DJ Mustard & RJmrLA

Sometime I need to get away, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Just need a lil drank, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Sometime I need to get away, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Just need a lil drank, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
It's the way I'm feeling

That's the way I feel, that's the way I feel
Should I hop up on the jet or should I stay and chill?
I took my girl to Hawaii 'fore I pay the bill
I came out with no lights but I have cable still
I think my body gettin' immune to these pain pills
It's like I'm never in the mood, it just ain't real
I probably made it out the hood, but couldn't escape jail
Trying to show my daughter, if I say I will
I know so many been influenced by the way I did it
All this pressure I'm enduring, and hate came with it
I'm still the last one standing offline and on stages
All this shit you holdin' inside is outrageous
Trying to get over my pride, it's overrated
'Cause what I used to want in my mind, it's slowly changing
Gotta get away, but I just came back from vacation
I was on the way, got blinded by my reputation
Find me centre stage, but I can't send my location
My surroundings ain't the same
All this privacy invasion, that the problems got me raging
Ask me back into submission
In this war zone, my uncle battling with his addictions
Sometimes I am feeling alone in the crowd, I'm conflicted
In the moments when my family's most proud which I don't get it
Poor drinker, book the ticket

Sometime I need to get away, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Just need a lil drank, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Sometime I need to get away, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Just need a lil drank, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
It's the way I'm feeling

Hard times overdressed in a timely fashion
Some cry over stress, can't disguise your passions
Dead weight on my shoulders, got my legs limber
A black man with more limits than a sex offender
Rolex the picture, Moet net the sipper
Your chance get slimmer, more bread that they give you
Don't know where half my money went
'cause I'm an extra spender
I just want my kids to have a better Christmas next December
I remember, all I wanted was my neck to shimmer
It got hot, I got right, and went left in winter
Ain't no reward for remaining real
Trying to deflect the swords, with the same shield
I got to get away

Sometime I need to get away, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Just need a lil drank, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Sometime I need to get away, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
Just need a lil drank, just tryna escape
The way I'm feeling
It's the way I'm feeling

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Get Away – Doughboyz Cashout Testo della canzone

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Get Away – Doughboyz Cashout

[Teairra Marie:]
Sometimes I just need to get away

[Chorus 2x:]
I just wanna getaway on the highway
ease up in the sky where the birds are free
and if your feelin me, come with me
I'll be in the clouds living worry free

[Payroll:]
Why you in the kitchen if you cant stand the heat
can do the crime but not the time why you out in these streets
In ma cell thinkin how I need to get away
you a snitch get jammed up cant even sit a day.
See I'm fightin another case might sit down for a minute.
As soon as I get out you know I'm back to the spinach.
How you gone win a game when you lost to the scrimmage.
Gotta get away from girly her friend stay in our business.
So she stay trippin, I stay dippin,
I stay stressin, mistakes is lessons
learn from lessons, countin my blessins
will I make it to Heaven that is the question.
The street shit in me, the beenies with kinnie,
I chose the harder way but I still got some pennies.
I just wanna get away and fly with the birds.
I put my feelins in words, Success I deserve
(GET AWAY)

[Chorus 2x:]
I just wanna getaway on the highway
ease up in the sky where the birds are free
and if your feelin me, come with me
I'll be in the clouds living worry free

[HBK:]
Dont wanna leave but gotta get away from lames.
They fallin, I'm ballin yall similate the game
I'm focused on money and my boys penetrate the same
Crazy about my door renegade I'm insane
On our way to atlanta cruisin back to back in a lane
Even if I touch a mil I'm still actin the same
Even if I get a deal I'm still packin that thang
Even if she wanna chill I still ask for the brain
To get away you gotta get it up
Its young niggas out here wild
and the deacons they don't give a fuck
Young thugs raised all the same way
Go to church and bust you on the same day
Go to work and hustle on they damn break
Its crazy in the D
don't try to play me in these streets
I gotta baby trynna eat.
So as real as it get, some niggas ain't sellin licks
I swear I gotta get away, just me and this bitch.
(GET AWAY)

[Chorus 2x:]
I just wanna getaway on the highway
ease up in the sky where the birds are free
and if your feelin me, come with me
I'll be in the clouds living worry free

[Pay:]
Sometimes I gotta get away
The loud movin kinda slow so Ima switch it up and get some yay
Follow pay for a day, you'll see my life real
From street shit to helping granny with the light bill
Hoes just snakes listen close you hear em hiss
Boy suppose to be ma mans but he hatin to a bitch (BITCH)
Plus my spot gettin hot too much mutha fuckin traffic
Crib full of workin scales and semi-automatics
Sometimes I wanna hop on the free-way and ride
Bad bitch on my side not a worry on my mind
But I'm from Detroit where problems come and find you
Chopper in the trunk and a 9 on ma side too
I pray for a better day or shit I pray for better yay
I need to hop on a plane, chill and just get away
Maybe hit Miami and fool in the club,
Put a nigga like Pay in Miami imma find me a plug (forreal)

[Chorus 2x:]
I just wanna getaway on the highway
ease up in the sky where the birds are free
and if your feelin me, come with me
I'll be in the clouds living worry free

[Rock:]
Heart full of pain God can you help me
Take me to a place where we all wealthy
Where money grow on trees,
I ain't gotta see no fiends
I ain't gotta [?] today,
What the fuck you mean
I'm just chillen, livin in my own world
Gotta bad bitch, couple freaks and they home girls
We just chillen, smokin on that Bob Marley
I ain't gotta be on tip cuz niggas ain't takin cardis.
Niggas ain't snitchin, bitches ain't bein tryfe
fast money fast cars thats my fuckin life
wake up everyday and I ain't stressin
eat some breakfast, count ma paper
then I count my blessings
every day is a good ass day
an we gettin chesse like them boys in Green Bay
and I'm packin heat like D. Wade
I'm just a young nigga trynna get paid,
In the shade drinkin lemonade.

[Chorus 2x:]
I just wanna getaway on the highway
ease up in the sky where the birds are free
and if your feelin me, come with me
I'll be in the clouds living worry free

[Teairra Marie:]
[2x]
Lord pleassee give me
my wings so I can fly
like an angel and escape
this place ohhh

[Chorus 2x:]
I just wanna getaway on the highway
ease up in the sky where the birds are free
and if your feelin me, come with me
I'll be in the clouds living worry free

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Get away – LANY Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Conosci i tagli più profondi delle band più cool
Ho trascorso un anno all'estero da solo in Giappone
Ha scritto il tuo articolo senior "sulle stelle che esplodono"
Come sono fatti delle stesse cose che siamo noi

Pensando a cosa c'è dopo
Parlando della mia vita, potrei passare il resto
Lo vedo ora, e ora mi fido
Sento che dovrei chiamare e ringraziare il tuo ex
Seduto qui come

Accidenti, come potrebbe qualcuno lasciarti scappare, scappare, scappare?
Non posso, pensare a tutte le volte che mi sono mai sentito così, sentito così, sentito così (sentito così)
Cosa potrebbe volere di più qualcuno?
Come Dio, lascia che ti disegni
Accidenti, come potrebbe qualcuno lasciarti scappare, scappare?
Non ti lascerò scappare

Non verresti catturato morto indossando pantaloni da yoga
Sei più Paris, Texas che Paris, France
Conosci ogni parola, un po' di Kurt Cobain
Senti, sei perfetto, ecco perché ho cercato di dirlo

Accidenti, come potrebbe qualcuno lasciarti scappare, scappare, scappare?
Non posso, pensare a tutte le volte che mi sono mai sentito così, sentito così, sentito così (sentito così)
Cosa potrebbe volere di più qualcuno?
Come Dio, lascia che ti disegni
Accidenti, come potrebbe qualcuno lasciarti scappare, scappare?
Non ti lascerò scappare

Pensando a cosa c'è dopo
Parlando della mia vita, potrei passare il resto
Lo vedo ora, e ora mi fido
Sento che dovrei chiamare e ringraziare il tuo ex
Seduto qui come

Accidenti, come potrebbe qualcuno lasciarti scappare, scappare, scappare?
Non posso, pensare a tutte le volte che mi sono mai sentito così, sentito così, sentito così (sentito così)
Cosa potrebbe volere di più qualcuno?
Come Dio, lascia che ti disegni
Accidenti, come potrebbe qualcuno lasciarti scappare, scappare?
Non ti lascerò scappare

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Get away – LANY


You know the deepest cuts by the coolest bands
Spent a year abroad solo in Japan
Wrote your senior paper 'bout exploding stars
How they're made up of the same things we are

Thinkin' 'bout what's next
Talkin' 'bout my life, could spend the rest
I can see it now, and now I trust
Feel like I should call and thank your ex
Sittin' here like

Damn, how could anybody let you get away, get away, get away?
I can't, think of any time I ever felt this way, felt this way, felt this way (Felt this way)
What more could somebody want?
Like God, let me draw you up
Damn, how could anybody let you get away, get away?
I won't let you get away

You wouldn't be caught dead wearing yoga pants
You're more Paris, Texas than Paris, France
You know every word, some 'bout Kurt Cobain
Look, you're perfect, that's why I've been trying to say so

Damn, how could anybody let you get away, get away, get away?
I can't, think of any time I ever felt this way, felt this way, felt this way (Felt this way)
What more could somebody want?
Like God, let me draw you up
Damn, how could anybody let you get away, get away?
I won't let you get away

Thinkin' 'bout what's next
Talkin' 'bout my life, could spend the rest
I can see it now, and now I trust
Feel like I should call and thank your ex
Sittin' here like

Damn, how could anybody let you get away, get away, get away?
I can't, think of any time I ever felt this way, felt this way, felt this way (Felt this way)
What more could somebody want?
Like God, let me draw you up
Damn, how could anybody let you get away, get away?
I won't let you get away

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Get Away Breathe Carolina e Asketa Feat Natan Chaim- Testo della canzone

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Get Away – Breathe Carolina e Asketa Feat  Natan Chaim

 

Let the music play
He will get away
Just keep to groovin'
He'll come back to you once again (Let it play)
Let the music play
He will get away
This groove he can't ignore
He won't leave me anymore
No, no
No, no
Let it pla—

He won't leave me any—
(No)
He won't leave me any—
(No, no)

Let the music play
He will get away
Just keep to groovin'
He'll come back to you once again (Let it play)
Let the music play
He will get away
This groove he can't ignore
He won't leave me anymore
No, no
No, no
Let it pla—

He won't leave me any—
(No)
He won't leave me any—
(No, no)

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Get Away Brown Boy e Fingazz Feat Samantha Latino- Testo della canzone

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Get Away – Brown Boy e Fingazz Feat  Samantha Latino

 

[Samantha Latino:]
Baby, I know you've been gone for a long time
And I wanted you to know I've missed you so much

[Brown Boy:]
Know I know I've been gone a while
But now that I'm home I'm gonna make you smile
Take you to the room, get buck wild
You could get it your way, right away
Tell me what you want, we can get away
We can go to a place where we could play
I could get butt and you can wear your ie
Think about the freaky things (that we can do)
I'm talking 'bout Jacuzzi tubs, candle lights, eatable oils with them y back rubs
Forget about time, we makin' good love, nonstop action
See, you my main attraction 100% complete satisfaction
So kick off your shoes, relax your feet
Come on baby, get away with me

[Samantha Latino:]
Get away, with me baby
Shooby do-bop do-bop (where we going)
We’re going to a place where we can play
Kick off your shoes, relax your feet
Come on baby, get away with me (get away with me)
Get away with me

[Brown Boy:]
We can go to a place where nobody knows
I'm gonna turn off my phone and cancel my shows
So I can spend a little (time with you)
We gonna do all the things that you wanna do
Take a walk on the beach, lay you down on a blanket
And [?]
Kiss you on the neck, and get a lil freaky
And watch the sun set, we can chill all night
You can hold me tight. No need to be scared
I'll be teady bear, I'll do you no harm
Just show you my charm
I'll protect you Like a car alarm
I'm gonna treat you right
Lay back baby doll, and enjoy the flight
We havin' fun tonight
So kick off your shoes relax your feet
And get away with me
Come on, get away with me

[Samantha Latino:]
Get away, with me baby
Shooby do-bop do-bop (where we going)
We're going to a place where we can play
Kick off your shoes, relax your feet
Come on baby, get away with me (get away with me)
Get away with me

I'm so happy right now
I'm having so much fun
I don't want it to end
Please don't go

[Brown Boy:]
For the rest of your life I will be your man
We can walk into the future, hand in hand
To be with you is my only plan
We can play all day. Build a castle in the sand
But you gotta understand, what I do is my gift
So when I do shows you ain't gotta trip
You ain't gotta flip, just hold you down
Come on baby I'll be back around
To give you that love you've been feinting for
From the car, to the kitchen, to the bathroom floor
See, you're the that I adore
I used to be a playa but not no more

[Samantha Latino:]
Get away, with me baby
Shooby do-bop do-bop (where we going)
We're going to a place where we can play
Kick off your shoes, relax your feet
Come on baby, get away with me (get away with me)
Get away with me
Shooby do-bop do-bop
(I wanna love you)
Shooby do-bop do-bop
(I wanna hold you)
Shooby do-bop do-bop
(I wanna love you)
Shooby do-bop do-bop
(I wanna hold you)
Shooby do-bop do-bop

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Get Away Brown Boy e Fingazz Feat Samantha Latino- Testo della canzone

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Get Away – Brown Boy e Fingazz Feat  Samantha Latino

 

[Samantha Latino:]
Baby, I know you've been gone for a long time
And I wanted you to know I've missed you so much

[Brown Boy:]
Know I know I've been gone a while
But now that I'm home I'm gonna make you smile
Take you to the room, get buck wild
You could get it your way, right away
Tell me what you want, we can get away
We can go to a place where we could play
I could get butt and you can wear your ie
Think about the freaky things (that we can do)
I'm talking 'bout Jacuzzi tubs, candle lights, eatable oils with them y back rubs
Forget about time, we makin' good love, nonstop action
See, you my main attraction 100% complete satisfaction
So kick off your shoes, relax your feet
Come on baby, get away with me

[Samantha Latino:]
Get away, with me baby
Shooby do-bop do-bop (where we going)
We’re going to a place where we can play
Kick off your shoes, relax your feet
Come on baby, get away with me (get away with me)
Get away with me

[Brown Boy:]
We can go to a place where nobody knows
I'm gonna turn off my phone and cancel my shows
So I can spend a little (time with you)
We gonna do all the things that you wanna do
Take a walk on the beach, lay you down on a blanket
And [?]
Kiss you on the neck, and get a lil freaky
And watch the sun set, we can chill all night
You can hold me tight. No need to be scared
I'll be teady bear, I'll do you no harm
Just show you my charm
I'll protect you Like a car alarm
I'm gonna treat you right
Lay back baby doll, and enjoy the flight
We havin' fun tonight
So kick off your shoes relax your feet
And get away with me
Come on, get away with me

[Samantha Latino:]
Get away, with me baby
Shooby do-bop do-bop (where we going)
We're going to a place where we can play
Kick off your shoes, relax your feet
Come on baby, get away with me (get away with me)
Get away with me

I'm so happy right now
I'm having so much fun
I don't want it to end
Please don't go

[Brown Boy:]
For the rest of your life I will be your man
We can walk into the future, hand in hand
To be with you is my only plan
We can play all day. Build a castle in the sand
But you gotta understand, what I do is my gift
So when I do shows you ain't gotta trip
You ain't gotta flip, just hold you down
Come on baby I'll be back around
To give you that love you've been feinting for
From the car, to the kitchen, to the bathroom floor
See, you're the that I adore
I used to be a playa but not no more

[Samantha Latino:]
Get away, with me baby
Shooby do-bop do-bop (where we going)
We're going to a place where we can play
Kick off your shoes, relax your feet
Come on baby, get away with me (get away with me)
Get away with me
Shooby do-bop do-bop
(I wanna love you)
Shooby do-bop do-bop
(I wanna hold you)
Shooby do-bop do-bop
(I wanna love you)
Shooby do-bop do-bop
(I wanna hold you)
Shooby do-bop do-bop

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Get Away With It – Lacy Cavalier Testo della canzone

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Get Away With It – Lacy Cavalier

Watchin' you watch me take down my hair
Slow motion falling, feeling your stare
I wish your hands were where your eyes are at
Tracing my shoulders all the way down my back
You're like a different language I want to speak
Like a handsome stranger I want to meet
You make me want to know all the unknown
Paintin' up trouble like gold

You get away
With making me want
To forever stay here in your space everyday
You get away with it
You get away
With making me fawn, making me trip
'Gain and again, everyday
You get away with it

Keep the red pourin' 'cause I know we're done
I'm all here for it, this buzz has just begun
You slid right under that yellow caution tape
And I never questioned a thing

You get away
With making me want
To forever stay here in your space everyday
You get away with it
You get away
With making me fawn, making me trip
'Gain and again, everyday
You get away with it

You're makin' me trip
Makin' me want to stay forever
Everyday baby
Again and again, and again, and again, and again, everyday
Again and again, and again, and again, and again, everyday
Don't just leave, now

You get away (you get away)
With making me want
To forever stay here in your space everyday
You get away with it
You get away
With making me fawn, making me trip
'Gain and again, everyday (every single damn day)
You get away with it
You get away
With making me want
To forever stay here in your space everyday
(Here in your space, baby)
You get away with it
You get away
With making me fawn, making me trip
'Gain and again, everyday
You get away
With it

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Get Away With Murder – Nicole Cross Testo della canzone

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Get Away With Murder – Nicole Cross

Champagne all nice
Bittersweet lies
A fairy tale gone bad
You just kill what you had

You let her down but you stay up
Play no matter what
Boy you know just what to do
Don't you?

Just let her go if you love her, love her
She cannot let her go, if you love her
Can't get away with murder, murder
She's can't get away with murder

Tell her the words she been longing to hear
Don't say goodbye with a kiss
Just leave if you love her, love her
Can't get away with murder

Go load your gun
A love back to none
Far, far too long
She's known there's something wrong

So let her down but pick her up
Do no matter what
Boy you know just what to do
Don't you?

Just let her go if you love her, love her
She cannot let her go, if you love her
Can't get away with murder, murder
She's can't get away with murder

Tell her the words she been longing to hear
Don't say goodbye with a kiss
Just leave if you love her, love her
Can't get away with murder
Can't get away with murder

No you can't get away
Nah-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
You can't get away
Nah-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Say you'll leave her today
'Cause you can't get away

If you love her
Boy you know, you know what to do
Just leave her, go, you know

Just let her go if you love her, love her
She cannot let her go, if you love her
Can't get away with murder, murder
She's can't get away with murder

Tell her the words she been longing to hear
Don't say goodbye with a kiss
Just leave if you love her, love her
Can't get away with murder
Can't get away with murder

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Get Bacc Time – Brotha Lynch Hung Testo della canzone

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Get Bacc Time – Brotha Lynch Hung

(Damn nigga what you been doin'?)
I'm still walkin' this walk nigga
(Uh, heard that shit)
So watch out

[Verse 1]
See you know us nigga, we run up in ya house
Run up in ya room and put the gun up in ya mouth
Next thing you know, you just one up in a pouch
That's what you fuckin' wid when you come up in the South
I spit slugs, I be off them drugs kick it wid thug niggas
Plug niggas, with blood on the rug
Nigga we got gut splitters and shovels we gravediggers
Wid troublesome ways and we bubble some days and some days
We shovel ya grave and we wrinkle ya page
We got shooters on the team like the Lakers we post up
And then bake 'em wid the toaster
From long distance or close up
We send 'em heat rocks, put 'em up under the sheetrock
Cheap talk, makin' all the streets hot
With the heat from the glock
and I pop holes in ya Chevy block
And I pop those if ya ready or not get set go
Burn you with the petrol, wet those niggas wid cold showers
Crept on them niggas and they laid out wid gun powder
That's one route I'm full of them scams
Pull and advance through your livin' room window
Then I'm leavin' wid blood on my hands
I'm a nympho, murder ya kinfolks two to the temple
Lay 'em on the ground from the five pound it's that simple
You know me nigga, I stay up in the cut
Every chance I get I get way up in a slut
Every once in a while I gotta touch a nigga up
So I hit the bomb and split ya palm wid paper cuts
I'm a oven when it comes to this thuggin' I spit fire
Chop ya lil rhymes to bits, 'til I'm tired
of the ecstacy and 'yac and kool-aid nigga I'm wired
I'm a sicc nigga I rip out ya bottom teeth wid the pliers
And I'm tired, of the rumors I disconnect, the tuner
I hit ya neck wid the ruger and get respect this a shooter
And ya knew the, shit like this, fool you better back up
Tuck niggas up like buttercups somebody better get yo stuff

[Hook]
Cause it's get bacc time
Eye for an eye tooth for tooth
This ain't just no rhyme
Somebody gotta die and that's the truth
Ya shouldn'ta spit that line
Now look at ya hidin' in ya coupe
Cause it's get bacc time
It ain't gonna be us so it's gotta be you
It's like four plus four nigga
This shit easy as addition
To get back niggas and have 'em missin'
Wha-what what to strip wack niggas and have 'em drippin'
Plugged for crossin' love when my thug bring y'all the endin'
[x2]

[Verse 2]
Please believe it, it happens daily
Make bitch niggas have my babies (then what?)
Fuck 'em in the ass give 'em rabies
Tuck 'em in the grass I'm off the shady O-eighty
Wid the salt shaker tryna eat niggas up like
Stanley Dean bacon killer slash make me shellin' out
She loves me loves me not, slugs be hot
Run up in yo million dollar spot
And get the, drugs and glocks and I leave the
Bloody rug spots and I get the
Money powder and the ice and I'm from the
Nutty Blocc hit the lights and I'm 'bout to
Get the kids and the wife and I'm 'bout to
Hold 'em hostage if I don't get what I want
Cut 'em up in little sausages, wreckless how Lynch is
You want no vengeance, my shit spit fine lines in yo extensions
It grips like a tiger so it ain't no sensin'
Tryna get away I been dyin' to get a day to touch you up
I mean hire motherfuckers that'll fuck you up
Wire motherfuckers all for the wet
I be shootin' that twelve guage offa the steps
Nigga off wid ya neck, ever since then, plottin' ya death
Get caught in your Lex take a quick wind get shot in the chest
Get ya cops and the tec, cause ever since then
Nothin'll rest 'til they gettin' locked in the pen
Cockin' a tec, poppin' the gin, quick to hide 'til ya set
See I'm at it again not 'til ya sweatin'
It's not under ya neck it's over ya head
It's over ya dead stood over ya bed pointin' a tec
Four to ya head jumped in the Nova and fled
I'm like a motherfuckin' gangsta
Bitch ass nigga I cut off ya middle finger

[Hook x1]

[Verse 3]
Like D-M-X I'm a ruff ryder, leave ya tied up
Wid ya nuts fried up
I'm the nigga that creep when it's dark in the sky
Parkin' the ride and then dartin' inside
Ya spot wid automatic toys nigga this sparkin' a riot
Good shit better hide behind ya boys
nigga add gas to the flames then
blast at ya main land, switch ya whole game plan
Leavin' bloody stains and wid enough nigga nuts and guts and
(Where?) Bodies in the Hudson I keep it bustin' and bustin'
I'm the medicine man like Robitussin
Hold ya huffin' and puffin' before I
Split ya tongue wid the jack knife better act right
and attack right now if you wanna get the Hung I split ya lung
If you lookin' for some of that sicc shit this the one
If you lookin' for some of that shoot 'em up kill 'em up
better get ya gun, young ass rappers
I'm like R.Kelly I fuck the young in this rap game
Cum on ya belly cum on ya tongue
Shit I'm one of the ones blowin' you up eatin' you up and then
Throwin' you up knowin' you sucked big fat nut nigga

[Hook x1]

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Get Back – Mario e Chris Brown – Testo e Traduzione in Italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Mario

Ci siamo incontrati
Da qualche parte in un sogno
Lanciare, girare
Non riesco a dormire

Rallenta, senti la fretta
Trasforma l'amore in lussuria
Piccola, una notte non è abbastanza

Devo tornare al tuo corpo (il tuo corpo, piccola)
Quando chiudo gli occhi ti sento avvolto intorno a me (ne ho bisogno, ne ho bisogno, oh)
Devo tornare al tuo corpo, sì (oh)
Ragazza, sei impeccabile come i diamanti nel mio orologio (sì)
Devo tornare
Così gelido, ragazza

La tua carnagione è iridescente
è così magico
Sei così colorato
Piccola, sai cosa voglio
Sei tu
Non mi basta implorare, dimmi
Qualcosa che posso fare invece, piccola

Rallenta, senti la fretta
Trasforma l'amore in noi
Piccola, una notte non è abbastanza

Devo tornare al tuo corpo (il tuo corpo, piccola)
Quando chiudo gli occhi ti sento avvolto intorno a me (ne ho bisogno, ne ho bisogno, oh)
Devo tornare al tuo corpo, sì (oh)
Ragazza, sei impeccabile come i diamanti nel mio orologio (sì)
Devo tornare
Così gelido, ragazza

Ragazza, fermati
Non ha senso dirti di smetterla (smettila)
Dicendo che sei spaventato, so che non lo sei (so che non lo sei, piccola)
Mandami la tua posizione, la lascerò cadere
Tirati su, poi lo fai scoppiare
Ragazza, sono fuori
Mi tiro su e poi mi schiocco tra le tue cosce
Nel buio vedo quello sguardo nei tuoi occhi
Quando io e te, nessun altro in giro
Non devo continuare a parlare se scopiamo, no

Questo non è un po' di confusione (no)
Questa non è un'avventura di una notte con me
Sai che non posso dimenticarla

Devo tornare al tuo corpo (il tuo corpo, piccola)
Quando chiudo gli occhi ti sento avvolto intorno a me (ne ho bisogno, ne ho bisogno)
Devo tornare al tuo corpo, sì, piccola
Perché sei impeccabile come i diamanti nel mio orologio
Devo tornare
Quindi vedo ragazza

Devo tornare al tuo corpo
Devo tornare al tuo corpo, sì
Devo tornare
Aiutami, oh
Ooh, oh sì, oh sì sì sì
Oh ooh

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Get Back – Mario Chris Brown


Mario

We met
Somewhere in a dream
Tossing, turning
Can't get no sleep

Slow down, feel the rush
Turn love into lust
Baby, one night ain't enough

Gotta get back to your body (your body, babe)
When I close my eyes I feel you wrapped around me (I need it, need it, oh)
Gotta get back to your body, yeah (oh)
Girl, you're flawless like the diamonds in my timepiece (yeah)
Gotta get back
So icy, girl

Your complexion's iridescent
it's so magical
You're so colorful
Baby, you know what I want
It's you
It ain't enough for me to beg, tell me
Something I can do instead, baby

Slow down, feel the rush
Turn love into us
Baby, one night ain't enough

Gotta get back to your body (your body, babe)
When I close my eyes I feel you wrapped around me (I need it, need it, oh)
Gotta get back to your body, yeah (oh)
Girl, you're flawless like the diamonds in my timepiece (yeah)
Gotta get back
So icy, girl

Girl, stop
Ain't no point in telling you to stop (stop it)
Saying that you're scared, I know you're not (Know you're not, babe)
Send me your location, gonna drop it
Pull up, then you pop it
Girl, I'm outside
I pull up and then I pop between your thighs
In the dark I see that look up in your eyes
When you and me, nobody else around
Ain't gotta speak on if we fuck around, no

This ain't a little mix up (no)
This ain't a one night stand with me
You know I can't forget her

Gotta get back to your body (your body, babe)
When I close my eyes I feel you wrapped around me (I need it, need it)
Gotta get back to your body, yeah, baby
'Cause you're flawless like the diamonds in my timepiece
Gotta get back
So I see girl

Gotta get back to your body
Gotta get back to your body, yeah
Gotta get back
Help me, oh
Ooh, oh yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah
Oh ooh

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Get Back – “autore” Testo della canzone

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Get Back –

Excuse me
Yes, we are here, uhuh

These niggas better get back, bitch [x4]
These niggas better get back [x8]

These niggas better get back
Know where your from and know where your at
I'm flying through the night like a mothafuckin' bat
The only things I like is hitting bitches from the back
Im rolling backwoods till my lungs pitch black
Catch me in the woods like a fucking lumberjack
If any nigga try me take his head from his hat
I kill a nigga dead, leave him there like a rat
I'm saying fuck the feds cause there's niggas getting tapped
And I don't want the water if the mothafucka tap
And fuck your favorite artist cause the nigga probably wack
I'm a Memphis nigga fuck around and get smacked
Raw paper bitch he down to have a heart attack
Worry about your hearts, send your ass a cardiac
Boy, I'm hard to find like a damn artifact
Catch up nigga you slower than a Pontiac
Pussy

Bitch ass nigga wanna talk
You ain't got that cash, don't call
[x10]

You don't make no mothafucking calls
Fucked her from the window to the wall
Yeah pussy nigga I'm a dog
Fuck her then I pass her to my dawgs

Down south nigga, I'ma put it on the table
Ran through the pussy like I'm drag car racing
Ho you like a third grade test, so basic
Scribbled on your ass now I need a replacement
"Chris getting money", that's a damn understatement
You ain't getting money then your whole life wasted
Hate on me, I'ma have to beat your ass
Leave in a den, while you bloody in the grass
Waterboyz here, how I drink the whole class
You ain't with the squad with your unknown ass
Kissing niggas ass, you a full-blown drag
Staying by yourself, then you get my respect
Lame ass niggas what I call suspect
Nigga you a rookie I'ma fucking prospect
Watch how your talk, I'll cut your damn neck
Then walk off clean then go cut my damn check
Bitch

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Get Back – Billy Preston Testo della canzone

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Get Back – Billy Preston

Get back, get back
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, yeah, get back
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, Jo Jo

Jo Jo was a man who thought he was a loner
But he knew it wouldn't last
Jo Jo left his home in Tucson, Arizona
For some California grass

Get back, get back
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, get back, yeah
Get back to where you once belonged

Sweet Loretta Martin thought she was a woman
But she was another man
All the girls around said she's got it coming
But she gets it while she can

Get back, get back, yeah
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, yeah, woo, get back
Get back to where you once belonged

Get back, yeah, get on back
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, yeah, woo, get back
Get back to where you once belonged, now, now

Get back, yeah, get on back
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, yeah, woo, get back
Get back to where you once belonged
Woo

Get back Loretta
Your mama's waiting for you
With her high heel shoes and her low neck sweater
Get back, Loretta

Get back, yeah, get on back
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, yeah, get on back
Get back to where you once belonged

Get back, yeah, woo, get back, yeah, woo
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, yeah, woo, get back, yeah
Get back to where you once belonged

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Get Back – Britney Spears Testo della canzone

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Get Back – Britney Spears

[Danja:]
The one and only... Britney
Yeah
You ready B?
I think you're ready.
1234-4-4
Uh.

[Britney Spears:]
1, 2, 3, 4
Oh no, here we go
Catch me if you can
Don't move too slow
I'm on another level
Can you feel my flow?
See how good
When I'm on the floor
Wonder if you ever
Gonna zing that I got
I told you before that I'mma keep it hot
See how it is
When I walk up in the spot
Standing in a line
Ah, I think not

[Pre-chorus:]
I came to party baby
You might think I'm crazy
By the way I'm moving to the beat
You're standing on the wall
What you come here for?
You wanna feel the heat
Dance and lose control

[Chorus:]
Get back (Get back) [x3]
If you can't take it then get back
Get back (Get back) [x2]
If you can't take it then get back
Get back (Get back) [x2]
If you can't take it then get back
Get back (Get back) [x2]
If you can't take it then get back
Get Back (Get back) [x2]
If you can't take it then

DJ spin it back
Know that I like it
When you do it like that
Eyes on my waist
Boy, you better think fast
Got that kind of body
Make you wanna spend cash
Shake it like you seen them do it in the video
Ladies on the floor
Let me see you get low
Fellas at the bar
Won't you spend a little dough?
This is how I do it
When I'm tearing up the floor

[Pre-chorus]

[Chorus]

Watch me
You like it
I've got it
1, 2, 3, 4

Would you like it
If I tease you
Get you really hot
Watch me turn around
Then let me show you what I got
Baby if you're ready
Won't you step up to the plate
Don't be scared of how I'm moving

Boy don't play it safe
Let me see you move
Let me see you dance
Let me see you bounce
Danja, bring it back

[Chorus]

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Get Back – Buckcherry Testo della canzone

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Get Back – Buckcherry

I was down on my luck, to scared to leave my spot
Saw you out my window thought this girl is hot
Oh baby i could tell that your in tune with yourself on the bulavard, oh yeah

Double up on my grooving, to give me whati got
When we get our groove on the best on the spot
We could pain the town and fill the river with love tapping in the streets, oh yeah

Get back to what it is that drives you, you just can't fight off the men
And now you wanna tell me there so much left for you out there
When im in love with you

Can we make it to the ocean and get wet with ourselves
Listen to the movement and dance on the dock
Im crazy for you baby and the llok on your face, well its killing me, oh yeah

Get back to what it is that drives you, you just can't fight off the men
And now you wanna tell me there so much left for you out there
When im in love with you

Babys got the movement, its always how, sitting in a park and feeling it rock
Wont you stay with me, feel the love, mama play with me, uh
Fellas on the move, looking for bucks, gererate the grove making it work
Come on sway with me, feel the love, everytime you move im alive

Get back to what it is that drives you, you just can't fight off the men
And now you wanna tell me there so much left for you out there
When im in love with you
Get back to what it is that drives you, you just can't fight off the men
And now you wanna tell me there so much left for you out there
When im in love with you

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Get Back – D12 Testo della canzone

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Get Back – D12

[Eminem]
Get back, get back
You better get back, get back, back

You better get back, get back
You better get back, get back back [repeat both lines 3x]
You better...

[Proof]
Doin a box of doctrine, on stompin oxygen
afta 10 wit fork to your optic lens
Hittin wit a sudden force
Leave your boy layin in the same puddle of blood as yours
When I flood his porch
Smuugle a gun in court and shoot the judge
Easily reduce a thug to a future scrub
A double-deuce wit slugs, I'm Proof on drugs
We'll turn you to a rapper that we used to love
How you on medicine cabinet pills
Grabbin the steel, leapin over buildings that haven't been built
I'm not the best yet cuz I haven't been killed
I'm laughin at you faggot-ass rappin for deals, you better

[Eminem]
Get back, get back
You better get back, get back back
You better get back, get back
You better get back, get back back
You better get back, get back
You better get back, get back back
You better get back, get back
You better get back, get back back
You better...

I'm disappointed in my dentist appointment
He only gave me the fuckin gas for thirty minutes this mornin
Went to the hospital to get a chest X-ray
Checked out the next day in a dress wit a sex change
I'm havin a bad day
My fuckin dad's gay, I hate fags, and I'm fuckin mad cuz I don't have AIDS
All I want to do is die
I tried suicide six times and couldn't even do it right
Collapsed, had a relapse and called three cabs
And had to be dragged back to rehab wit bloody kneecaps
Enrolled myself in a twelve-step program
Tripped on the first step and got pinned down in a chokeslam
I swear to God, this 'Pac poster comes any closer
I'm kickin this whole fuckin wall over
Two more shots and it's all over
I'm all over this wall, tryin not to fall over

[Bizarre]
BLOAW BLOAW!
Shots in broad day
(BIZARRE, THAT'S YOUR MOM!)
The bitch shouldn't have been in the way
Me, Shady and Mike fuckin a hemaphrodite
My little sister was a virgin till late last night
High off a kite off of stick of sherm
Put your mother in a full-nelson while my boys take turns
A unibomber tryin to escape this country
Tell O.J. he better be comin up wit my money
Bizarre goes commerical? Nigga, you can forget it
Bitch suck my *dick* that is the radio edit
I'm quick to smack the shit out of a foe
I ain't had pussy in a while, I'm too busy fuckin assholes
Battle me, you better go eat your vegetables
I'm iller than a Muslim eatin a pork hotdog in African festival
This shit is serious, watch me sniff 'cane
Avoid the pain and fuck a bitch barely potty-trained

[Eminem]
Get back, get back
You better get back, get back back

You better get back, get back
You better get back, get back back [repeat both lines 5x]
You better get the FUCK back

"Get back" [cut up and repeated]

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Get Back – Demi Lovato Testo della canzone

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Get Back – Demi Lovato

Don't walk away like you always do, this time
Baby, you're the only thing that's been on my mind

Ever since you left, I've been a mess
You won't answer your phone

I'll say it once, then I'll leave you alone
But I gotta let you know

I wanna get back to the old days
When the phone would ring
And I knew it was you
I wanna talk back and get yelled at
Fight for nothing
Like we used to

Oh kiss me
Like you mean it
Like you miss me
'Cause I know that you do
I wanna get back
Get back with you

Don't look at me that way, I see it in your eyes
Don't worry about me, I've been fine

I'm not gonna lie, I've been a mess
Since you've left
And every time I see you, it gets more and more intense

I wanna get back to the old days
When the phone would ring
And I knew it was you
I wanna talk back and get yelled at
Fight for nothing
Like we used to

Oh kiss me
Like you mean it
Like you miss me
'Cause I know that you do
I wanna get back
Get back with you

You were the only one I wanted
And you were the first one I fell for
You're the only one that I'm in need of
And I don't wanna be lonely anymore

I wanna get back to the old days
When the phone would ring
And I knew it was you
I wanna talk back and get yelled at
Fight for nothing
Like we used to

Oh kiss me
Like you mean it
Like you miss me
'Cause I know that you do
I wanna get back
Get back, with you

Get back! Get back!
Get back! Get back!
Get back! Get back!
Get back! Get back!

Oh kiss me
Like you mean it
Like you miss me
'Cause I know that you do

I wanna get back
Get back
I wanna get back
Get back
I wanna get back
Get back
Get back

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Get Back – Dizzy Wright Testo della canzone

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Get Back – Dizzy Wright

[Intro]
Uh, What up

[Verse 1]
Guess who it is that’s trynna do it big
He blowin’ up that same nigga you grew up with
Uh, Bring the bass they don’t need the drum
She said “Uh Uh, who? Katrina son?” (Dizzy)… Yeah that’s the one
The one that’s getting stares and stops
The young nigga that’s gettin’ compared to Pac
Now that’s deep Uh
And I know they don’t want another Pac cause that’s too real for the motherfuckin’ streets
But I'mma beast for Christ
They done unleashed the Wright
Early 20’s and shit, im trynna teach weed life
It’s cool (It's cool)
If your ego won’t allow it fool, higher learnin’ bruh, I got some sour too
Aww, shit
Now they wanna kick it
Actin’ interested trynna get all in my business
But it’s funny cause I caught the fuck shit befo’ you did it
You done missed out now I’m about to make a killin’
So I say…

[Hook]
Get Back, Get up off me
We ain’t cool don’t try to act like you know me
We wasn’t homies then
But in the city of the sin, pretend is all around [x2]
Hey

[Verse 2]
Shit
Now they callin’ my phone houndin’ me
Uh, Supportin’ all bout oh you proud of me
Nigga please
I remember that shit you said when you was trynna get a verse, and I was trynna get ahead
See, I was focused on my bread and now I’m back, with an attitude
And I ain’t mad at you, I just don’t fuck with you
Used to be the cool guy
Popular to famous
Made it to this
Shit, hit me when you poppin’ up in Vegas
I done did my ground work
Developing my craft
Livin’ large, happiness got me snugglin’ with my cash
Ascent with the profit
You rappers need to stop it
Got a voice for no reason. What’s a song without a topic?
Dumb silent
I’m Done trying
Ya’ll should be done grindin’
Front stage, singin’ all of this music that’s young minded
Maturity alliance
Niggas that ain’t tryin’
And allowed, in the crowd, for the smiles
So I say…

[Hook]
Get Back, Get up off me
We ain’t cool don’t try to act like you know me
We wasn’t homies then
But in the city of the sin, pretend is all around [x2]
Hey

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Get Back – Fetty Wap Testo della canzone

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Get Back – Fetty Wap

I done seen a lot of niggas go broke and get it back, aww man
I done seen a lot of niggas get put in the past, aww damn
Ayy could you be the one to make a change baby to hold up your lifestyle
Baby I'm a boss, I'ma still be standing when the niggas gettin' wiped out

I made a lot of money but some niggas hate
I ain't got nothin' to prove, you ain't gotta see it
I got a lot to lose so I remain humble
With the gang, that's my same niggas
Same dudes, we just changed figures
You ain't even in the lane with us
I got thirty up and I left the gang with her
Ayy, suck me up then I let the gang hit her
Could you be the one, the only one, baby
I'm just a guy, let's have some fun, baby
I'ma live my life, do what I want, baby
[?] listen while I smoke a blunt
And I'm the same, you should jack a nigga's style
Baby lovin' my flow, how it go
Got money I'ma stack it in a pile
I don't think it's big enough, goddamn
I been stacking up this money for a while
For about three years, oh man
Baby wanna ride with niggas that live 'round
I can tell 'em 'bout the motherfuckin' van, yeah
Guess it's really something 'bout my sound like yeah
Really made a shawty wanna dance, yeah
Still be tryna find out who I sound like, yeah
I just tell 'em I'm the leader of the band, yeah
I'm just tryna show you how to win
Better get a house before it bends, it all makes sense
Don't be tryna show off for your friends
Bitches always do it for the gram, yeah baby

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Get Back Home To You – Cody Johnson Testo della canzone

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Get Back Home To You – Cody Johnson

I've got an aching in my bones
From 16 days out on the road and I'm almost through
Hmm I got to get back home to you

I ain't a bite since yesterday
There's an exit sign and a little cafe
But I ain't got time to lose
Oh I got to get back home to you

Big ole wheels keep rolling down the line
American steel don't let me down tonight
And I'll get out and push this rig if I've got too
And walk right through the soles of there ole boot
Just to get back home to you

I can almost see you angle face
It's like diesel in my veins
And it keeps me pushing on through
Hmm to get back home to you

Girl the telephones hard to hold on to
But baby you know I'm staying true
Cause I know what you're gonna do
Hmm when I get back home to you

Big ole wheels keep rolling down the line
American steel don't let me down tonight
And I'll get out and push this rig if I've got too
And walk right through the soles of there ole boot
Just to get back home to you
[x2]

I've got to get back home to you

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Get Back On That Pony – Chris LeDoux Testo della canzone

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Get Back On That Pony – Chris LeDoux

Seven years old on a gold palomino I sat up tall with my face to the wind
I'd seen the rodeo cowboys in Reno so I dug in my boot heels and pulled on the reins
And Blaze he took off a running he threw me down off the side
Then my Uncle Jim picked me up once again said get back on that pony and ride
Get back on that pony and ride

So lift up your head boy I know how you're feeling
You say you won't ride with a chance you might lose
You fallen from love and your head is still reeling
Your heart and your pride have been shaken and bruised
And like Blaze she took off a running...

I'm not saying forget what you lost I suppose there's a purpose in pain
What we make of ourselves has a cost
And it's paid every time we take hold of the reins

So dust off your blue jeans get back in the saddle losing's a place to start over again
Gettin' back up there is half of the battle
And love like a pony should race with the wind
And like Blaze it takes off a running...

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Get Back Up – Jessica Mauboy Testo della canzone

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Get Back Up – Jessica Mauboy

I know you don't think you're good enough
You don't think you deserve any love
Darling I know 'cause I've been here before
You just can't take it no more

Feels like the longest night alone
You're thinkin' the morning might not come
I know you wanna give up
And right now it's falling apart
But this is when you get back up
This is when you get back up
This is when you get back up
This is when you get back up

You say you don't think you can go on
But it's always darkest just before the dawn
Darling I know 'cause it's happened to me
And it took me so long to see

Feels like the longest night alone
You're thinkin' the morning might not come
I know you wanna give up
And right now it's falling apart
But this is when you get back up
This is when you get back up
This is when you get back up
This is when you get back up

There must be some way to set fire to your heart
Everything changes then you've come too far to give in to this
You can't give in to this

Feels like the longest night alone
You're thinkin' the morning might not come
I know you wanna give up
But right now it's falling apart
Yeah this is when you get back up
This is when you get back up
This is when you get back up
This is when you get back up
This is when you get back up

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Get Back Up – Tom Cochrane Testo della canzone

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Get Back Up – Tom Cochrane

God I hate your needles and
Your dirty little vial of pills
I guess I love the sweat you put me through
I know I love your body
Like I used to love your mind
But now your soul's a slave
To all the things you use
I put you in the tub babe
With five big pounds of ice
If you don't get back up
I don't know what I'll do
I've walked around the room
Here nearly 37 Times
Can you hear me now
And am I getting through

Get up, get back up
Get up, get back up

I thought I heard you laughing
I thought I heard you scream
I thought I heard some wailing
Like lovers in heat
I thought maybe we'd been

Somewhere that we've never seen
Still you lie so still like
A china doll lost in a summer dream

Here I am way down here
Way down upon my knees
You're looking awfully blue
We were having such a good time
We were having so much fun now
We'll lock the door change the sheets
But how do I get to you

Get back up, get up babe
Get up babe, get back up

I feel like the walls
Are closing in get back up
You look like a china doll
So pale and so thin
Get back up and make me laugh
The way you used to do

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Get Better – Alt-J Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Hallelujah
Sto ascoltando una registrazione di te che dormi accanto a me
A cappella
Ti sto ascoltando cover di ""Angeles" di Elliot Smith
Sono questi tempi di cui avrò bisogno se te ne vai
Sono questi i tempi di cui avrò bisogno se te ne vai, quindi

Migliora, mia cara
so che lo farai
Migliora, mia cara
so che lo farai
Migliorare

Sono attratto dall'autostrada
Il freddo fruscio dei camion che passano
Questa notte sotto la luce al sodio
La crema all'arancia calma l'anima
Un te più giovane e un me più giovane
Incontro al The Serpentine
Io sono tuo, tu sei mio

Buon compleanno
Il personale ha contrabbandato una carta che ho fatto
Si riposa sotto il tuo cuscino
Quando esci dalla terapia intensiva, ti rabbrividire a tutti i ""Ti amo""s
La carta ha ritirato la vita di una biro
In questo momento, volevo che tu lo sapessi
In questo momento, volevo che tu lo sapessi

Migliora, mia cara
spero che lo farai
Migliora, mia cara
spero che lo farai
Migliorare

Inizierò la giornata con il tiramisù
Alza un cucchiaio per i lavoratori in prima linea
Un principio sottofinanziato
Rischiano tutti di essere lì per noi
Un te più giovane e un me più giovane
Incontro al The Serpentine
Io sono tuo, tu sei mio

Tu eri il fornaio
Batterò questa nuova era con il profumo del pane appena sfornato
La tua Nutella, la tengo in cantina
Sei sempre stato un fan di quella diffusione
Sei mesi dopo, fuori c'è un incidente d'auto
I vigili del fuoco che usano le fauci della vita
Nessun rossore di notte per suonare il tuo ritorno
Faccio ancora finta che tu sia solo fuori vista

Bouquet da giardino davanti, l'ho lanciato ai vigili del fuoco
Sono stato ammonito e mi è stato detto di tornare dentro
Dalla finestra del soggiorno
Sto in piedi e guardo il lenzuolo bianco andare via
Sopra l'auto di famiglia e chiudo gli occhi
Continuo a fingere che tu sia solo nascosto in un'altra stanza
Sorridendo al tuo telefono
Continuo a fingere che tu sia solo nascosto in un'altra stanza
Sorridendo al tuo telefono
Continuo a fingere che tu sia solo nascosto in un'altra stanza
Sorridendo al tuo telefono
faccio ancora finta

Un me più giovane, un tu più giovane
Incontro al The Serpentine
All'inizio della primavera, indossavi quei jeans strappati gialli
Il tuo look ha definito il mio 2009
La tua timidezza ha alimentato la mia audacia
""Entriamo?"", ho sorriso
La tua mano scaldata passeggiando per la galleria

Migliorare
So che lo farò
Migliorare
Tesoro mio, so che lo farò

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Get Better – Alt-J


Hallelujah
I'm listening to a recording of you sleeping next to me
A cappella
I'm listening to you cover Elliot Smith's "Angeles"
It's these times I'll need if you go
It's these times I'll need if you go, so

Get better, my darling
I know you will
Get better, my darling
I know you will
Get better

I'm drawn to the motorway
The cold whoosh of trucks passing
This nighttime under sodium light
The orange spread is soul-quietening
A younger you and a younger me
Meeting at The Serpentine
I am yours, you are mine

Happy birthday
Staff smuggled in a card I made
It rests under your pillow
When out of ICU, you'll cringe at all the "I love you"s
The card retired the life of one biro
At this time, I wanted you to know
At this time, I wanted you to know

Get better, my darling
I hope you will
Get better, my darling
I hope you will
Get better

I'll start the day with tiramisu
Raise a spoon to frontline workers
An underfunded principle
They risk all to be there for us
A younger you and a younger me
Meeting at The Serpentine
I am yours, you are mine

You were the baker
I'll christen this new era with the smell of freshly baked bread
Your Nutella, I'll keep it in the cellar
You were always a fan of that spread
Six months on, there's a car crash outside
The fire brigade using the jaws of life
No flush at night to sound your return
I still pretend you're only out of sight

Front garden bouquet, I threw it at the fire brigade
I was admonished and told to go back inside
From the living room window
I stand and watch the white sheet go
Over the family car and I close my eyes
I still pretend you're only out of sight in another room
Smiling at your phone
I still pretend you're only out of sight in another room
Smiling at your phone
I still pretend you're only out of sight in another room
Smiling at your phone
I still pretend

A younger me, a younger you
Meeting at The Serpentine
The beginning of spring, you wore those yellow ripped jeans
Your look defined my 2009
Your shyness stoked my boldness
"Shall we go in?", I smiled
Your hand warmed walking through the gallery

Get better
I know I will
Get better
My darling, I know I will

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Get Better – Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius Pip Testo della canzone

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Imagine a song, that really reached out and touched kids,
And not in a Daily Mail way, innocence corrupted,
But in a way where criticism remained constructive,
And wasn't too politicised and children weren't instructed,
To behave in a way that was unrealistic,
Or made out the way they live was somehow sick and twisted,
But simply pointed out reasons to get it together,
Not shouting "get a job", but just saying,

[Chorus]
Get better, get better, get better, get better,
Get better, get better, get,
Get better, get better, get better, get better,
Get better,
Get better,
Get better, get better, get better,
Get better, get better, get,
Get better, get better, get better,
Get better,

You see the young mother capital is where I live,
Little kids being raised by slightly bigger kids,
Society seems unphased that this is how it is,
While I'm constantly amazed that this is how it is,
They confuse love at first sight with lust at first light,
It must have hurt right when trust first took flight,
You're young, you've no rights, you long for new heights,
But some of those nights leave more than love bites,
Tops cropped, skirts stop at the top of their thighs,
And the boys got that hungry look in their eyes,
They wanna be grown up and have respect you see,
But they're acting uneducated sexually,
I ain't saying' be celibate,
Go out and have your fun,
But there's plenty you can do without impregnation,
And there ain't nothing wrong at all with having children,
Just build yourself a little before you try to build them,
And,

[Chorus]

I see small town syndrome growing in size,
There's not a lot to do, so the kids they decide,
To get drunk every night, a glazed eyes disguise,
Do drugs every night, tired from their lives,
People getting off their faces for a quiet night in,
Kids rolling around the streets rowing and fighting,
But it's all just because life ain't too exciting,
And it's easier than trying to do the right thing,
But there are other choices -- if you want them,
You don't have to tow the line and just float with the flotsam,
You can build your time better when you find a passion,
The Internet and public services give free education,
So it really ain't a case of rich or poor,
It's a case of self-motivation and nothing more,
Like Billy says, whether you have or you have not wealth,
The system might fail you, but don't fail yourself,
Just,

[Chorus]

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Get Better Get Well – Car Seat Headrest Testo della canzone

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Get Better Get Well – Car Seat Headrest

I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?
I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?

I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?
I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?

I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?
(I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?)
I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?
(I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?)

I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?
(I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?)
I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?
(I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?)

I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?
(I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?)
I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?
(I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?)

I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?
(I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?)
I said, if you're lonely, would you come back?
Won't you come back?

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Get Big (Remix) – Dorrough Testo della canzone

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Get Big (Remix) – Dorrough

[Diddy]
This is the remix

[DJ Drama]
Hey Dorrough, you know you started something with this Get Big shit right
Got the whole world on it now huh?
Catch up suckas!

[Dorrough]
Hey
First thing first
I hit the scene solo
I rep the triple d
Dirk Nowitzki Tony Romo
I can’t be touched oh no
I’m flashy like a photo
My car paint like
The AT&T logo
Do it white paint
On a Mazarati fo’ do’
My outer wear is Gucci
But my underwear is polo
You say you getting’ money
But you baby mama say
You got a dollar in yo pocket
Say my nigga youse a hobo

[Chorus]
You ain’t got enough money [x2]
Get big [x4]

[Diddy (talking in background of chorus)]
This that Dirty Money crew
Yeah
Hey yo Dorrough
It’s ys boy Diddy
It’s big nigga talk right here motherfucker
C’mon check this out
GO!

[Diddy]
Who the fuck talkin’ money
Ha ha ha funny
I got so much money
My money count money
My nickname is Billy
I’m a motherfucking star
My penthouse so high
That my address is Mars
Auto oil rig
Now my bank counts Arabian
Yacht so big
You coulda sworn I brought the navy in
This is my throne
The top, I’m alone
If you ain’t close to a billion
Take yo broke ass home
Motherfucker

[Chorus]

[Diddy (talking in background)]
Take yo broke as home man
This is big money talk right here
This is the remix
I see you Dorrough
C’mon
C’mon let’s talk that shit niggas let’s go

[Yo Gotti]
I spit dope boy knowledge
Bird in my pocket
There’s too many hundreds
They can’t fit in the wallet
Rubber band up
All white down
Three hundred twenties
For the whole pound
Big block gators
Fresh pair of Marcs
599
Brand new Ferrari
Remix
Yeah nigga get it
Million dollar nigga
Money be my best friend
Yo Gotti!

[Bun B]
I got my city on my back
My diamonds on my front
Conjure up in my cup
Grand daddy in my blunt
Did it 2000 and whatever
The year is after this is
Cadillac shoes
And the jazzy yellow misses
Wanna blow me kisses
Right around the zipper
Down and drop it to the flo’
And I ain’t even gotta tip her
R.I.P. to Jack Tripper
Two up in the crib
They say they wanna have my babies
Then they better get a bib
Here they come

[Diamond]
I came in as a rookie
With my pockets on fat
Got a million dollar pussy
Bitch my cat got stacks
Uhh
N-n-n-now that a boss bitch move
If you go against the boss
But the boss never loses
Got a house on the water
So I can feed the gators
Rasberry Porsche
32 flavors
My bread so swoll
I can’t fit it in my wallet
My pockets on big
Christopher Wallace

[Shawty Lo]
Do it shawty
Let me say
Shawty Lo
Do it B.I.G.
I like a lot of hoes
And I love the freaks
But if I had to choose
M.O.E.
You ain’t got enough
Paper
Middle finger to a
Hater
You remember me
Big Uf
Purp in mine
What’s in yo cup?

[Chorus]

[Wiz Khalifa]
I post up
Time to roll up
Give the hoes what they need
Give the people what they want
Uhh
I don’t fuck with no blunts
You know how it go homie
No zig zag no drig drag
Wizzle man
Rollin’ out the big bag
With a bad bitch
Light brown skin thick ass
Never slow
I get mine quick fast
Getting’ money
In this bitch ass

[Maino]
Standin’ on the couch in club
Wit a pocket full of c-notes
Niggas can’t tell me
I ain’t bigger then Nino
Hop up in the Coupe
Give it gas I’m floatin’
Money getting’ big
Like the arms on Hulk Hogan
Stacks on top of stacks
Baby this is iHop
I be runnin’ down on sacks
Auto I shop
Everything is big
Big chain keep a big chrome
Big house big truck
Big body red bone

[Chorus]

[DJ Drama]
You didn’t know he was gonna bring it that big huh?
Get used to it!
Hahahahaha
And like that
We gone!

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Get Big – Iggy Azalea Testo della canzone

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Sick of all the word of mouth, cut the bullshit pull it down
I'm a cold motherfucker, 42 below the ground
You ain't gotta question this, baby take them measurement
Like a Ye dick flick, holy shit my ego big

Hard body bitch, one ton heavy, foreign like ya' whip
Both guns ready, last I checked you ain't' never left the city
So you nothin' like me, I'm from cross the pacific

Shameless from my shit, like a naked mud wrestler
Drive a black and white chevvy, and I call it heavy metal
Got a view like you but I tell you that you special
Dollar bills in my tummy, gettin money on the menu

Oh he put some money in your wallet, change in your pocket
You a simple ass bitch, girl you know you needa stop it

Look trick [x4]

You ain't (you ain't) got, nothin, on me [x2]

Look trick [x4]

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Get Big – Dorrough Testo della canzone

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Get Big – Dorrough

[Intro:]
Haha, Dorrough I got somethin' on my mind, homie
Get big [x8]
Now, it's Dorrough music
You ain't (you ain't)
Gotta (gotta)
Nuff (nuff)
Money (money) [x2]
Ha, Dorrough let's go and do this thing man. You ready?

[Chorus:]
Wh-wh-what you got a dollar in yo' pocket,
A 20 in yo' wallet,
See me I'm stackin' money might of think I let you watch it
Get big [x4]
You ain't (you ain't)
Gotta (gotta)
Nuff (nuff)
Money (money) [x2]
Get big [x4]

[Verse 1:]
Say, hu-hu-hundreds, fifties, bitch I don't exaggerate,
This a game for ballers only ballers can participate,
All these niggas frontin' throwin' money like they paper long,
European diamonds throwin' money now they paper gone,
Idiot, wh-wh-what are you,
Coach we need a W,
And this nigga game suck,
I think it's time to substitute,
Them ain't really diamonds in your ear somebody hustled you,
Takin' all your revenue,
Boy you don't know what to do,
Ha say you with a double hustle yo' fees,
Oh broke ass rass,
Ain't, gotta nuff cheese,
And you out here lookin' phony tryna stunt like me,
Nigga please, oh broke ass nigga.

[Chorus:]
What you got a dollar in yo' pocket,
A 20 in yo' wallet,
See me I'm stackin' money might of think I let you watch it
Get big [x4]
You ain't (you ain't)
Gotta (gotta)
Nuff (nuff)
Money (money) [x2]
Get big [x4]

[Verse 2:]
See money I can't talk about,
Bitch I'm 'bout to run the South,
Walk away yo' city in my Dallas Texas fitted cap
I'll be gettin' money from you bitches what you talkin' 'bout,
Spendin' all yo money on these bitches what is that about,
Ugly, st-stupid ass,
I'll be makin' stupid cash,
Just pay real attention like them niggas in a stupid class,
Watch me youngsters, motherfuckin monster,
Pl-playin' with this paper like I'm playin' in a dumpster,
Yo' baby mama payin' all yo' bills, you'z a busta,
Even though she workin' 9 to 5 she still a hustla,
Yeah that means she's runnin' thangs,
While you out here lookin' lame,
Damn, what a shame, oh broke ass nigga.

[Chorus:]
What you got a dollar in yo' pocket,
A 20 in yo' wallet,
See me I'm stackin' money might of think I let you watch it
Get big [x4]
You ain't (you ain't)
Gotta (gotta)
Nuff (nuff)
Money (money) [x2]
Get big [x4]

[Verse 3:]
Lil mama know I'm in her city,
And I'm out here lookin' pretty,
Gettin' money 'till it's silly,
I'm just out her on my diddy,
What she say (ha-ha, she like),
Yeah he did that,
Oh girl, yeah I like the way he did that,
Girl you know I'm greedy,
Touchy touchy feely feely,
First I stem her like the kitty,
Then I hit her with this willy,
What she say (yeah buddy, she like)
Yeah he did that,
Oh girl, yeah I like the way he did that
Get big [x9]
Get me
Now, it's Dorrough, music (get big)

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Get Busy – Kim Carnes Testo della canzone

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Get Busy – Kim Carnes

I couldn't believe it things get better while we're sleeping
Stop! you got to care that would like ours is a world worth keeping
Too late to put your head in the sand
It's really not so hard to understand
And I won't go away
There's no tomorrow if we don't act today

Get busy right away
It won't wait another day
Get busy right away
It won't wait another day

Provocation is a danger
Procrastination is a killer
Stop! Drop the gun you're the hunter
Then you'll be the hunted one

Too late to say that you're away
Too late to look away love is everywhere
Can't hide it won't go away
There's no tomorrow if we don't act today

Get busy right away
It can't wait another day
Get busy right away
It won't wait another day

Take a listen at your voice coming through the wall
Send a message across the sea
Start with you start with me

Too late to put your head in the sand
It's really not so hard to understand
And I won't go away
There's no tomorrow if we don't act today

Get busy right away
It can't wait another day
Get busy right away
It won't wait another day

Get busy right away
It can't wait another day
Get busy right away
It won't wait another day

Get busy right away

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Get By – “autore” Testo della canzone

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Get By –

Yeah, I’m just tryna' to get by man, you know
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah

[Hook:]
Grind every minute of my day tryna get by
And if I don’t reach the fortune and the fame I can always get high
Rollin’ up the la, la la la, la, la la la, la
La, la, la, la la la
Stay rollin’ up the la, la la la, la, la la la, la
Get high

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
Hello, my name’s Christian, steady flame spittin’
Treble, bass, and drum takes out the same system
Liu Kang kickin', Sugar Shane hittin'
Mary Jane twistin’, that’s my main mission
David Blaine magician, vanish into thin air
If they got a beat to spit on, I be in there
Cause I rock skills, and I pop pills
Til I act a jackass, Johnny Knoxville
Burn ‘til my eyes the color of a cardinal
I go all in, never partial
I'm a pure-bread, they’re just part-ill
They make a track, we forget em’ like Sarah Marshall
24/7 never will the grindin’ stop
Explore the internet, light up the FireFox
This isn’t AOL, but I’m livin’ A-OK
Philosophize, think the Socrates and Plato way
Never fade away, this the raw shit
Blueprint, Stan Lee couldn’t draw this
Flow a perfect 10, head-to-toe flawless
Give ‘em a colostomy bag if they try to talk shit
This is Saw Six, there will be no survivors
I drop the dopest fire, they just a broken lighter
I flick my Bic to the tip of the spliff
Sizzlin' piff, how I spit, try to riddle me this
Bitch

[Hook:]
Grind every minute of my day tryin’a get by
And if I don’t reach the fortune and the fame I can always get high
Rollin’ up the la, la la la, la, la la la, la
La, la, la, la la la
Stay rollin’ up the la, la la la, la, la la la, la
Get high

[Verse 2: Chris Webby]
Rockin’ a new shirt, find your chick and do work
Hoppin’ on every step to the top like livin’ like Hubert
I don’t do the jerk, or the rock away
But I got a lot to say in my mind locked away
Since my baptism of rap rhythms and had cats
Back flippin’ to tracks, spittin’ and ad libbin'
While we livin’ let’s enjoy it
On this planet earth before we destroy it
Cause now it seems we can’t avoid it
They talk about 2012, I’m like “oh well”
But between now and then, Webby’s got records to sell
I’ve been at this rap shit too long, too much practice
Hit a lot of road blocks, always moved past it
So twist a j, light up a dub sack
Yeah we love that, THC and blunt wraps
Bust raps spittin’ dirty as a mud flap
Since I was nothin’ but a rug rat
This is the life I’ve chosen, or has it chosen me?
But I’m just tryna be the man that I should hope to be
Another dope MC, out in the open sea
Hopin’ that the sharks ain't approachin’ me
Totally mind in tact, and I don’t do it for the money stacks
Just a head nod and some firm dabs
Runnin' laps tryna stay on track
Just tryna get by, what’s the matter with that, Jack?

[Hook:]
Grind every minute of my day tryin’a get by
And if I don’t reach the fortune and the fame I can always get high
Rollin’ up the la, la la la, la, la la la, la
La, la, la, la la la
Stay rollin’ up the la, la la la, la, la la la, la
Get high

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Get By – Asher Roth Testo della canzone

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Get By – Asher Roth

[Hook]
I’ve been drinking a lot
I’ve been smoking a lot
I know I will get by
I’m gone make it this time [x2]

[Verse]
Drink my drink
Smoking weed
Laying low floating free
I tell you like they told me
Yo money doesn’t grow on trees
If it did, I’d be good
I’d be rich, I’d be set
I’d be in some island
With vagina, high nah
Sippin red
But instead, paying rent
Money spent, money lent
Money, ends, a couple friends
Yo what the fuck it don’t make sense
Smoke a joint
Let it be, let it breath, let it lead
What could they be telling me?
Exactly what it’s supposed to be.

[Hook x2]

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, let me roll let me roll up, roll up, roll up...
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, let me roll up, roll up, roll up

[Hook x5]

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Get By – Derek Luh Testo della canzone

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Get By – Derek Luh

(Yea, yea, yea)
(Uh)

Yea
I ain't been feeling the same
Lost my faith for a second
Hit my knees and prayed
Now I'm back on the road
Doing 22 days
That's a different bitch, every night
In 22 states
Money come, money go
But love?
That's forever
I got ya back
Rain, sleet, snow
That's whenever
Nah, that's the weather
It don't matter whether
I'm up, then you up
You know I gotchu
You my brother
Lost my pops
And went for gold
Guess I'm the man of the house
Life's crazy, don't know where to go
No planning it out
They say you reap what you sow
So I'm watching my mouth
And you can't never talk shit
If you ever slept on my couch
Heard ya new shit
And well
I ain't been feeling you lately
What's the deal with you lately
Just kept it real with you, baby
I'm on TV
You can't see me
Ain't that concept crazy?

There's no limits to our goals
We can get sky high
But right now
I'm just tryna get by (get by)
See the weight of the world
Got me fighting with life
But right now
I'm just tryna get by (get by)
There's no limits to our goals
We can get sky high
But right now
I'm just tryna get by (get by)
See the weight of the world
Got me fighting with life
But right now
I'm just tryna get by (get by)

I can't lie
I been getting in my feelings too much
See I give and I give
But it's never enough
Now I'm stressing
I suppress it
I should focus on these blessings
I'm confessing
That my mind
Is like a fucking loaded weapon
See I'm back on track
I give 'em
Facts on facts
I got a tight grip on shit
Bitch, I'm securing the bag
I got million dollar dreams
A life I've never seen
I got nightmares of being broke
What's it all mean?
Say I gotta write more and
Get this shit off my chest
One day at a time
Baby step by step
I'm just out here tryna do my best

There's no limits to our goals
We can get sky high
But right now
I'm just tryna get by (get by)
See the weight of the world
Got me fighting with life
But right now
I'm just tryna get by (get by)
There's no limits to our goals
We can get sky high
But right now
I'm just tryna get by (get by)
See the weight of the world
Got me fighting with life
But right now
I'm just tryna get by (get by)

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Get By – Dizzee Rascal Testo della canzone

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Get By – Dizzee Rascal

[Intro: Dizzee Rascal]
To each and every kind,
(London ghetto, Birmingham ghetto)
Every ghetto frame of mind,
(Manchester ghetto, Newton ghetto)
To each and every kind,
(Leeds ghetto, Liverpool ghetto)
Every ghetto frame of mind,
(UK ghetto, East London ghetto)
To each of every kind,
(North London ghetto, West London ghetto,)
We've a ghetto frame of mind,
(South London ghetto)
To each and every kind,
It's rasket, we've a ghetto frame of mind,
Look you

[Verse One: Dizzee Rascal]
We grew up in the ghetto, we're summer times short
Straight action, you don’t stop for a thought
Most use crime as the way to pay the bills
The unlucky ones end up gettin’ caught
We grew up in the ghetto, we're the goin’ gets rough
Our money’s been around, but it’s never been enough
Most ain't given no choice but to hustle
Sum break down when the goin’ gets tough
Deep in the mind, there’s all kinds of different people
Minorities still struggle to be equal
So many characters, for main tacks
The good, the bad, the ugly, and the evil
Deep in the manner where the poverty’s visible
There’s not a lot sweet, so most look miserable
Most cave in to the devil, took the wrong path
Some kept their faith and still pray for a miracle
Sucker stars emerge from the curb
Upper comin’ MCs struggle to be heard
Boy them, they searchin’ for the next Chile bird
Fuck, talk, murder and they live by they word
Shotters keep the money goin’ round
Kids go astray, most never get found
I’ve noticed, there’s a ghetto in every town
and the skies are empty because the stars are on the ground

[Chorus: Vanya]
Sometimes I’m lost, look up at the sky
Sometimes I feel to cry, but somehow I still get by
Sometimes I’m lost, askin’ myself why
Sometimes I feel to cry, but somehow I still get by

[Verse Two: Dizzee Rascal]
We grew up in the ghetto, saw real life pain
Real life struggle, we've real life strain
Real life kiddies, we've real life guns
and real life muvas loose, real life sons
Gang wars irrupting on the dark floré Seasons,
Beef after beef, just to be the top geezers,
Big arm slash, hit the Stratford bricks
Ghetto high brudas, gotta maintain reps
What’s that all about, I ask my self before I swing
More time, I’m beefin’ over any little fing
Beef in any area, region of the vicinity
My ghetto frame of mind, makes me prone to hostility
To my bredrins locked up, to my young baby muvas
Each and every crew and colour, ghetto sisters and brothers
If you know you from the slums, keep reppin’ no doubt
Stay ghetto if you must, just remember to get out

[Chorus: Vanya]
Sometimes I’m lost, look up at the skies
Sometimes I feel to cry, but somehow I still get by
Sometimes I’m lost, askin’ myself why
Sometimes I feel to cry, but somehow I still get by
Sometimes I’m lost, look up at the sky
Sometimes I feel to cry, look up at the sky, get by

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Get Carried Away – Colin James Testo della canzone

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Get Carried Away – Colin James

Better watch what we do tonight
Or were gonna get carried away
Better watch what we do tonight
Or were gonna get carried away

Better take back the glance that you shot across the room at me back before the lights were low
Cause that got me thinking bout not going home and that you might even have a better place to go
That smile and the curve of the lip under eyes that must have sank about a thousand ships
That shift of the hips to the side that does me in no matter how had I try
Better watch what we do tonight
Or were gonna get carried away
Better watch what we do tonight
Or were gonna get carried away

You move better then water over rocks or a breeze through the trees on the hottest of days
Everybody wants to feel what you deal and then wait for the chance. I guess some even pray
But I pray that the voice inside that says hey what's the harm in taking that for a ride?
Don't win out over rhyme and reason and I lose what I have for having something on the side
Better watch what we do tonight
Or were gonna get carried away
Better watch what we do tonight
Or were gonna get carried away
Better watch what we do tonight
Or were gonna get carried away

I realize that I gotta take a breath and start thinking about something that'll cool me down
When you get up from the chair and start dancing and I break out into a sweat as you shake it around
I ain't moving a muscle but I've run about a mile just fighting with myself and putting on this smile
I'm leaning on the wall just to hold me up trying to get my mind to move to less dangerous stuff
Better watch what we do tonight
Or were gonna get carried away
Better watch what we do tonight
Or were gonna get carried away
Better watch what we do tonight
Or were gonna get carried away

So I pray that the voice inside that says what's the harm in taking that for a ride
Don't win out over rhyme and reason and I lose what I have for having something on the side
Better watch what we do tonight
Or were gonna get carried away
Or were gonna get carried away
Or were gonna get carried away
Or were gonna get carried away

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Get Cha Issue – Bun-B Testo della canzone

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Get Cha Issue – Bun-B

[Intro]
Payback's a motherfucker!
This is where we take a journey, called karma
What goes around, comes back around
Especially the rules of these streets
It's a bloody war, in the rules of engagement
Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth
Justice, in the mind of a gangsta

[Bun B]
Hey, Mr. Preacher Man, what do you say?
See you out here tryin to save yourself some people today
You got the good book in your hand and the robe on your back
Steppin out your 2008 Escalade Cadillac
You standin up in the pulpit, lookin out at the pew
Preachin the good word and tellin Christian folks what to do
You talkin 'bout the sinners are sinnin, but let's keep it true
Ain't nobody in this church a bigger sinner than you
It's chapter this, verse that, pass the plate, pay your tithes
Puttin rings on your fingers (fingers) and rims on your ride
You don't need yourself a thousand dollar suit, just to pray in
(Just to pray in) Or a million dollar house for you to stay in (nope)
Marriage counselin, but cheatin on ya own wife
Undercover pedophile, a heathen in ya own right
Let the do'knob hit ya where the good Lord split ya
You's a dirty motherfucker (so) it's time to get'cha issue, c'mon

[Interlude: Bun B]
The good book say, that he who is without sin cast the first stone
Mayne every time I walk inside the church house
the preacher cuttin his eyes at me
But I know he can't throw nothin my way
He dirtier than I am, ridin down the street shinin, ballin
Hollerin at broads, hollerin at dudes on the cool
That's why niggaz don't go to church now
It ain't the message, it's the motherfuckin messenger
Let us move on

[Bun B]
Hey, Mr. Policeman, what do you say?
I see you out here tryin to save yourself some people today
You got that nightstick in your hand and you walkin your beat
Or in the blue-and-white car and drivin down my street
You say you here to help the people, and do us some good
Protect us and serve, to try to keep the peace in our hood
Claim you crackin down on the crime, but let's keep it true
Cause the biggest criminals in my city is you
You know police brutality is at a all-time high (high)
Pumpin 61 slugs into an unarmed guy (guy)
Tried to say that the assailant had a motherfuckin handgun
But when you couldn't find one, you motherfuckers plant one
Rampart scandal, Tupac Shakur
Christopher Wallace, it got me sick and who got the cure?
If the PD, went M.I.A., we wouldn't miss ya
Y'all some dirty motherfuckers (so) it's time to get'cha issue, c'mon

[Interlude: Bun B]
Look at this shit mayne
Amadou Diallo, Sean Bell, Tupac Shakur, Notorious B.I.G.
Motherfuckers is dyin out here man
And if the police ain't killin 'em
They not givin a fuck about who will
Nobody tryin to find out who killed these people
Fat Pat, Big H.A.W.K., this shit ain't right man
Good cop, bad cop, the line blurry every day
Let us move on

[Bun B]
Hey, Mr. Politician, what do you say?
I see you out here tryin to save yourself some people today
You tellin us it's time for a change, people is dyin
And the current administration doin nothin but lyin
You come down to my community and tell us your goals
to clean the system up and get the crisis under control
Claimin you can get us on track, but let's keep it true
The main motherfuckers keepin us off track is you
Damn near everybody runnin is a member of the senate
They voted to send us to war, so y'all got us in it
Now the shit done hit the fan, and you tryin to say
you wasn't down from the jump but man the shit won't play
Y'all some liars, stealers, philanderers and all
Got senate to suck the dick inside of bathroom stalls
Nah, elected officials lettin the dick kiss you
You's a dirty motherfucker (so) it's time to get'cha issue, c'mon

[Outro: Bun B]
Man, I don't believe this shit
Motherfuckers overseas die in that war
We just got rid of a president that didn't wanna do nothin
Sit back and got his dick sucked all day
Now we got motherfuckin elected people, in office
In motherfuckin airport bathroom tryin to suck
the dicks half the people on the beat and shit
Now what is this world comin to?
Who lookin out for the children, education, social security
Bring my people back from motherfuckin Iraq mayne, for real
Let us move on [echoes]

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Get Crunk (Mac Lethal Vodka Tonic Remix) – Brokencyde Testo della canzone

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Get Crunk (Mac Lethal Vodka Tonic Remix) – Brokencyde

My name is Mac Lethal
And I'm so annoyed
yep
That I'm bout to crack motherfuckin' Soulja Boy's neck
like POP
huh
Me and Brokencyde get the cash
Push the person next to you
better yet, whip they ass.
I broke up with the base
I fell a hook I destroyed
Beyonce is fine as hell
Rhianna looks like a boy
I pop a Morphine pill
I will not harm or bite myself
I like a girl that's wet that
got some long arms like Micheal Phelps
I used to get drunk before I went to class
I didn't learn shit in school
Still part of the business class
Now my flow is like peanut butter for drunk kids
I like um real juicy
I squeeze the but of a crunk pig
Black clover, BC13
we mean this
Throw your fuckin' crowns up,
I'm popular like Jesus!
But I'm not fuckin' with you hoes
They be like
Can't we kiss you Mac Lethal?
And I'm like
Bitch no!

I don't like the music with the emo sound
With the emo sound

And chubby girls need to put the twinkies down
put the twinkies down
put the twinkies down!

I cant work facebook cuz I'm to dumb
cuz I'm to dumb
I'm kinda dumb

All I want for breakfast is coke and rum
is coke and rum
is coke and rum

I wish I could fuck Kim Kardashian
Kardashian
Is that even how you say her name?
I guess

Someone please pass me an asprin
pass an asprin
an asprin!

I don't give a fuck about politics
about politics
about politics

Everything all one big ball of shit

Man its all about some motherfuckin bull shit!

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Get Crunk! – Brokencyde Testo della canzone

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Get Crunk! – Brokencyde

Lets Go!

If you're down motha fucka then throw your hands up
Get loose in the club we're gonna tear the party up
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!

If you're down motha fucka then throw your hands up
Get loose in the club we're gonna tear the party up
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!

RIGHT NOW!!!

Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Act a fool up in the club, your gonna get fucked up
Throw your fist up! What!
Throw your fist up! What!
Throw your fist up! What!
Throw your fist up! What!

Right now!
Get Buck! Get Buck!
Start a fight up in the club, represent where you're from
Put your clique up! What!
Put your clique up! What!
Put your clique up! What!
Put your clique up! What!

Like now!
Poppin 40's in the club like blaooow!
Poppin Cristal bottles up right like oooooh!
Get Crunk in the party right now
Lets bring the rood down!

Like now!
Poppin 40's in the club like blaooow!
Poppin Cristal bottles up right like oooooh!
Get Crunk in the party right now
Lets bring the rood down!

If you're down motha fucka then throw your hands up
Get loose in the club we're gonna tear the party up
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!

If you're down motha fucka then throw your hands up
Get loose in the club we're gonna tear the party up
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!

If you ain't a down motha fucka then go back home
Get crunk up in the club poppin bottles of patron
Get drunk!
Get drunk!
Get drunk!
Get drunk!
Get drunk!
Get drunk!

Sippin bottles of patron

Get loose get laid, fuckin bitches' everyday
bc13 and you know where here to stay
These hoes [x2] are always blowing up my phone
When I walk up in the club yall people know now I'm in the zone

Like now!
Poppin 40's in the club like blaooow!
Poppin Cristal bottles up right like oooooh!
Get Crunk in the party right now
Let's go!

Like now!
Poppin 40's in the club like blaooow!
Poppin Cristal bottles up right like oooooh!
Get Crunk in the party right now
Let's go!

If you're down motha fucka then throw your hands up
Get loose in the club we're gonna tear the party up
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!

If you're down motha fucka then throw your hands up
Get loose in the club were gonna tear the party up
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!

Yo, let me see you put your mother fuckin' crowns up
Put that shit up!

Put your motha fuckin crowns up! What!
Put your crowns up [x6] what! [x6]
Now put your motha fuckin crowns up! What!
Put your crowns up! What! [x6]
Put your mother crowns up!

If you're down motha fucka then throw your hands up
Get loose in the club we're gonna tear the party up
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!

If you're down motha fucka then throw your hands up
Get loose in the club we're gonna tear the party up
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!
Get Crunk! Get Crunk!

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Get Dat Money – Chris Brown Testo della canzone

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Get Dat Money – Chris Brown

[Chris Brown:]
Look how she up and down that pole, just clap that ass up on that pole
Twerk, twerk, twerk, aw yeah
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga, now do it, get that money baby
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga, go ahead and get that money baby

[Chorus - Chris Brown:]
Look how she up and down that pole
Stripper bitches, got a couple singles for you
Just clap that ass up on that pole
Twerk, twerk, twerk
Aw yeah, now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Now do it, get that money baby
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Go ahead and get that money baby

[Lil Durk:]
Hundred dollar bottle, what the strippers swallow?
Malaya Blacc Chyna, shout out to Tyga
Red Bottoms just to match the 'Rari Spider
Plain Jane Rolly got them bitches on fire
Now whoever say I cuff hoes
I just break the band on the bitch that's on that pole
Pussy popping, got the squad turning up with hoes
Ace of Spades, VIP, we see TV like show
Now oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Got spice red all on my shoe
We global like we on the news
Stay in the best designer, we be on the news, let's get it

[Chorus]

[French Montana:]
Came flipping, I bought it, when I came through in that foreign
Only fuck with them bad bitches, them square bitches be boring
She need five stacks on that hair, coke, pills I'm on
Been getting money all year, all them cribs I own
Shawty help me slanging fish to meet me at the yard
God damn, young nigga made it hot
Shawty bent it over, told me land on it
Came with a 100 large, Uncle Sam on 'em
She spinning on the top like a ceiling fan
I can catch a rico off the Instagram
Wrist wrapped up, John Wall
Stacking money up, wall to wall

[Chorus]

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Get Down – “autore” Testo della canzone

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Get Down –

Let me get my fresh on,
Next on deck.
I just breeze through easy,
I haven't stopped yet.
People give me damages
Of sign of respect for me.
Doin' my damn thing
Without breaking a sweat.

Look at me now,
I'm doing it,
That's word on my life.
Even this bummy ass white boy
Can clean up nice.
Button up on
Hat crooked to the right.
Don't gotta look in the mirror
'Cause I know that I'm tight.
Right?

I'm just here to have a hell of a night
And I'm ready to get twisted
Grab the L and a light.
I know this hip hop game's
Just a roll of the dice.
But I know that I'm nice,
That's why I'm holding the mic.

Flowin' precise,
Whoever knew this stoner could write?
And spit venom,
Get ready for the cobra to strike.
The end of the night,
Shit,
It ain't nowhere in sight.
So stay rockin' with your boy
'Cause the future look bright.

So we get down,
Bottles in the air,
Dutch full of the kush
And my people everywhere.
And we get down,
Swag on high,
Windows low,
Base bumpin' in the ride.
So we get down,
Ladies lookin' sexy as hell.
You want a good time?
The Webby as well.
So we get down,
Fill another cup.
'Cause we goin' from now
Till the sun come up.
What?

I get down
Like I never wanna get up.
I'll never let up,
But keep my head up,
Dead up,
Fed up,
But not having my bread up.
But still I'm going all in
Bitch
Put your bed up.

Shred up
Any track given to me.
It ain't hard for all my dogs
And my women to see
That I can't wait to be king
Simba's living in me.
So I'm a roll with it.
Kill 'em all subliminally.

Don't even try gettin' at me
It just ain't worth it.
'Cause I ain't never seen a mother fucker
Beat perfect.
Got my own title
And I damn sure heard
That ain't nothing I got now
I didn't deserve bitch.

My feet left the surface of Earth
'Cause I'm too fly
And I don't ever have to come down,
Do I?
Who I be,
W-E-double B-Y
Now who's fucking with me?

So we get down,
Bottles in the air,
Dutch full of the kush
And my people everywhere.
And we get down,
Swag on high,
Windows low,
Base bumpin' in the ride.
So we get down,
Ladies lookin' sexy as hell.
You want a good time?
The Webby as well.
So we get down,
Fill another cup.
'Cause we goin' from now
Till the sun come up.
What?

Get down,
Like your girl on her knees
And I got it in my car
When we shootin' a breeze
And I wish I can leave
The snow and the leaves
And see the palm trees,
Get blown by mommies.

And if y'all don't say
My dick's bigger than Tom Lee,
And I'm tryin' to get a piece
Like my name's Ghandi.
Got my own shake,
Ridin' behind me
My back seat's big enough
So get inside me.

I murder this rap shit,
Murder this rap shit.
Rollin' out the club like
Stuck in the trap bitch.
Tell all these dudes
Don't jack my tactics.
Bubby, I got you.
You don't got to ask it.

Just wipe 'em off
Like a god damn napkin.
Whatever
These dudes
Shouldn't even be rapping,
See,
Me and you gotta purpose.
They should be at Mickeys (McDonalds)
Flippin' up burgers.

So we get down,
Bottles in the air,
Dutch full of the kush
And my people everywhere.
And we get down,
Swag on high,
Windows low,
Base bumpin' in the ride.
So we get down,
Ladies lookin' sexy as hell.
You want a good time?
The Webby as well.
So we get down,
Fill another cup.
'Cause we goin' from now
Till the sun come up.
What?

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Get Down – Audio Adrenaline Testo della canzone

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Get Down – Audio Adrenaline

Lavishly our lives are wasted
Humbleness is left untasted
You can't live your life to please yourself, yeah
That's a tip from my mistakes
Exactly what it doesn't take
To win you've got to come in last place
To live your life you've got to lose it
And all the losers get a crown

[CHORUS:]
I get down and He lifts me up
I get down and He lifts me up
I get down and He lifts me up
I get down

All I need's another day
Where I can't seem to get away
From the many things that drag me down, yeah
I'm sure you've had a day like me
Where nothing seems to set you free
From the burdens you can't carry all alone
In your weakness He is stronger
In Your darkness He shines through
When you're crying He's your comfort
When your all alone, He's carrying you

[CHORUS]

This valley is so deep
I can barely see the sun
I cry out for mercy, Lord
You lift me up again

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Get Down – Biz Markie Testo della canzone

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Get Down – Biz Markie

[Verse 1]
Now that Biz Mark's inside the joint
Guaranteed to rock and always prove a point
Doin what I do cause it gotta be done
About the Prince of Boogie and the Master of Fun
My rap technique is most very unique
Your toes start to squeak, by the way that I speak
My rhymes are more sporty than the ESPN
And the way that I spit, you like again and again
From here to the Hima', I'm like a Lil' Kim-ah
+Notorious+ and glorious, way above the rim-ah
I'm not a gangster rapper, and I don't get freaky
Never drunk or high or don't a-smoke ciggys
I'm just self-assertive, BORN crazy
When I came out my momma they said, "A whoopsy daisy!"
As you see, you know I, I keep it goin
So take it from me, HA, the king of disco'n

[Chorus: x2]
Get down, so get on down, get get on down
"I'm bound to wreck your body" - get, you gotta get on down
Get down, get on down, get get on down
"I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out"

[Verse 2]
I'm the type of guy that be keepin it hot
Wherever you see me, I be rockin the spot
Big belly and all, y'all be havin a ball
People gather round me like I'm Pope John Paul
We can't party like it's 1999 no more
Cause it's 2 2 baby, and the future's in store
So let, olden way-s be forgotten
And felt just grab a girl cause she's soft as cotton
Get on the dance floor, back that ass up girl
And act like you don't have a care in the world
Rock around the clock, hickory dickory dock
Shout to B.I.G., 'Pac, L, Tah and Scott LaRock
I'm glad I made it to the Y2K
So what can I say? Salate!
You look at me funny and say, "Whadda you say?"
I'm the B-I-Z Emezzah-A-R-K

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Get down, get on down, withzzzah
Inhuman Orchestra that you would prefer
Singin funky records for him or her
Only thing to say is I'm spectacular
Let me get busy so I can make you dance
Shake and bake and put you in a trance
Make you forget all your stress for five minutes or less
Like a vacation in Jamaica or France
Have you happy and jumpin for joy
Whether you man, woman girl or a boy
You will agree, it ain't no other like the B-I-Z
I'm up with the Jones, like my name's Roy
But, yo, no, it's got to be the Original
Milky like cereal, funky fresh material
The L.I.'er for yo' desire
But right about now, I gotta retire

[Chorus]

Your moms'll save this like your name is Sammy Davis
Cause I'm guaranteed to rock the microphone
And hit you like [?]
I don't gotta bald head
But I'm guaranteed to rock and spread love
Super educated from above
MC guaranteed to hold you just like a glove
I'm not Johnny Bench
But I hit yo' ass with a big-ass wrench
Biz!

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Get Down – Blue Testo della canzone

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Get Down – Blue

Yo c'mon c'mon
That's right, yeah
C'mon c'mon
Check this out

I'm not the kind of guy
You can take for granted
But if you treat me right
I'll give you what you wanted

It's not the way I am
To tell you what I'm feeling
But if you really care
You'll know what I'm meaning

Think again before you get the wrong impression on your mind
Think again, don't walk away, I'm not fooling (I'm not fooling)

If you wanna get down with me
Let the love come naturally
We can get back what we had
You cannot deny it
Say you wanna get down with me
Close your eyes and you will see
It can be just like before
You just got to try it

Yeah yeah that's right
C'mon check it out.

You're heard it all before
But this time I can change girl,
I'll show you so much more
Love you've never seen now

I got so much to give
I want a chance to prove it
Reach out and take my hand.
I never want to lose it

Think again before you get the wrong impression on your mind
Think again, don't walk away, I'm not fooling (I'm not fooling)

If you wanna get down with me
Let the love come naturally
We can get back what we had
You cannot deny it
Say you wanna get down with me
Close your eyes and you will see
It can be just like before
You just got to try it

Think again before you get the wrong impression on your mind
Think again, don't walk away, I'm not fooling (I'm not fooling)

If you wanna get down with me
Let the love come naturally
We can get back what we had
You cannot deny it
Say you wanna get down with me
Close your eyes and you will see
It can be just like before
You just got to try it

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Get Down – Busta Rhymes Testo della canzone

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Get Down – Busta Rhymes

[Busta Rhymes]
Aiyyo; ah to my people on the left (get down!)
Uh-huh; to my people on the right (get down!)
Uh-huh; ah to my people in the middle (get down!)
Check it

You see a fresh off the grill nigga keepin it hot
Now watch it spread all through the hood I'm back controllin the block
With one of rap's greatest ever Timbaland production
Y'all niggaz know just what to do; go 'head, follow instructions
When the God's in the building (get down!)
Uh-huh; I know you niggaz know the feelin (get down!)
Alright; and if you ready and you willin (SAY YO!)
Okay; throw your hands to the ceiling (get down!)
Alright; go 'head and stack another million (get down!)
Jumpin around like you ain't really carin (get down!)
Ladies rippin off everything they wearin (HEY YO!)
I'm on top of the throne nigga, you know I ain't sharin (get down!)
Now you know; I wanna hear you say it (DO-DOH-DOHHHHH, DO-DOH-DOH)
I wanna hear my muh'fuckers say it (DO-DOH-DOHHHHH, DO-DOH-DOH)
A lil' louder muh'fuckers say it (DO-DOH-DOHHHHH, DO-DOH-DOH!)
C'mon; a lil' louder nigga, say it (DO-DOH-DOHHHHH, DO-DOH-DOH!!!!)

Until the block start blowin blowin up (get down!)
Uh-huh; and e'rybody throwin up (get down!)
'Til they got the fire marshall showin up (get down!)
Or until the club start closin up (get down!)
Okay; see how a nigga walk through 'em when the beat put a spark to him
Let me just talk to 'em (LADIES) quit'cha man
Go 'head put them plans off (LADIES) well okay
Go 'head and piss your man off (LADIES)
Take your pants off and shake it for 'em (SHAKE IT LIKE A DOG FOR 'EM)
And put your ass on 'em (SHAKE IT LIKE A DOG FOR 'EM)
Go 'head and spaz on 'em (SHAKE IT LIKE A DOG FOR 'EM)
Now put the mash on 'em (SHAKE IT LIKE A DOG FOR 'EM)
Okay; now from the root to the tree to the top of the building
See they ain't fuckin with me killa (hit 'em)
Boom bap as far as you can see, got 'em bouncin and hoppin
Nigga you can't stop me scrilla (hit 'em)
Well okay; and if you with me say it (DO-DOH-DOHHHHH, DO-DOH-DOH)
I wanna hear my muh'fuckers say it (DO-DOH-DOHHHHH, DO-DOH-DOH)
A lil' louder muh'fuckers say it (DO-DOH-DOHHHHH, DO-DOH-DOH!)
C'mon; a lil' louder nigga, say it (DO-DOH-DOHHHHH, DO-DOH-DOH!!!!)

Yeah - well okay; and while you niggaz party shit I spit a jewel for the thug
Before a nigga try to front make sure your tool in the club
That ain't the basis of this shit, though it's true when it's love
they'll have you niggaz whylin like a fuckin fool on the drug
Now if you with me muh'fucker (get down!)
Uh-huh; we gettin gizzle muh'fucker (get down!)
Word to God; we make it sizzle muh'fucker (get down!)
Uh-huh; I'm on my grizzle holla back (OWWW!)
Well okay; see how the God bounce back while you niggaz just sound sloppy
Givin you niggaz shit they'll be knowin you can't copy
The way the God be spillin all over the track
Get off my dick, tell your bitch holla back (OWWW!)
C'mon; violate with me up in the spot is a no-no
A lot of niggaz shit trash, soundin all so-so
Shinin so much D's takin my photo
Lower the brim of my fitted while I try to be low-pro
We gettin mo' cheddar while you stuntin with no dough
Gotta skip the line shit movin in slow-mo
Shorty whylin out, try to hit with a low blow
With her crotch on my thigh, rubbin all on her cho-cho
SHAKE YO' SHIT 'til you fall on the flo'
Sho' we be fuckin class bitches, I ain't fuckin with no hoe
Bust two shots - let me hear it (BO! BO!)
'Til the security get para' when they callin the po'-po'
If you with me say it (DO-DOH-DOHHHHH, DO-DOH-DOH)
I wanna hear my muh'fuckers say it (DO-DOH-DOHHHHH, DO-DOH-DOH)
A lil' louder muh'fuckers say it (DO-DOH-DOHHHHH, DO-DOH-DOH!)
C'mon; a lil' louder nigga, say it (DO-DOH-DOHHHHH, DO-DOH-DOH!!!!)

(Get down) [4X]
(LADIES) [3X]
(SHAKE IT LIKE A DOG FOR 'EM) [4X]
(Hit 'em) [4X]

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Get Down – Butch Walker Testo della canzone

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Get Down – Butch Walker

So you had a lot of friends, big black Benz,
Rockin' like "Dokken" til the party ends.
Pink champagne, can't complain, everyone's there for you.
Messed up hair, messed up nose,
Cocaine habit that no one knows about.
Even thought the lies get told, everybody knows the truth.

Can ya get down?
I don't wanna be around,
When you come down.
Get your feet back on the ground.
Can ya get down?
You ain't acting like you're suppose to.
When you fall down, will it even make a sound.

'Cause you're a boom batter and your wallet's getting fatter, fatter.
Livin' for yourself thinkin' no one else will even matter
Skeezin' and you sneezing, your allergic to the normal crowd,
I heard you were from Cartersville, (Oh my God, don't say that too loud!)
So afraid that they're gonna know, that you're gonna show that you're normal.
Normal? (normal!)
Shit I'd better fight, overdose, date a model I suppose, everything'll be alright.

Can ya get down,
I don't wanna be around when you come down,
Get your feet back on the ground
can ya get down.
You ain't acting like you're s'posed to.
When you fall down ,
will it even make a sound?

Can you get down?
I don't wanna be around
When you come down.
Get your feet back on the ground.
Can ya get down
You ain't acting like you're suppose to
When you fall down, will it even make a sound?

Keep it down
[repeat x2]
I don't wanna be around
When you come down
Get your feet back on the ground.
Can ya get down
You ain't acting like you're suppose to (s'posed to)
Will it even make a sound?

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Get Down – Butthole Surfers Testo della canzone

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Get Down – Butthole Surfers

Come, come, come, a come to me
I said a come on down where 'a I can see
I said you better be aware of what I do
You said you never gonna see 'a what I been through

I said get down, get down, get down, get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down, get down, yee-haw

My pop he 'a say to me, he said you got ta 65 until you're old and free
I said a 2 by 2 'a he's a 49
You say ya never get it caught if you are never behind

I said get down, get down, get down, get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down, get down, yee-haw

[break]

His brain upon a razor was a BB in a lake
He'd had it with a thousand daggers while his Rolex was a fake
He said a word with the devil while his wife was pretty mean
His kids beat up his mother and his dog drank gasoline

I said a 30 miles an hour down the highway rollin'
An a thousand thoughts a second but a hundred's all we know
30 kinds of liquor Lord and 20 kinds of beer
15 funky reasons and another house to fear

I said get down, get down, get down, get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down, get down, yee-haw

[break/solo]

Sixth time that I say to me
You said you'll never get caught if you're not gonna be
I said a 45 minutes from the finish line
I said you're gonna never be a girlfriend of mine

I said get down, get down, get down, get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down, get down, yee-haw

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Get Down – Cam’ron Testo della canzone

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Get Down – Cam'ron

Remember I'm a man of Respect (remember)
Remember Santana was next
Now its not techs, its checks
And fancy collects
I want his wrist, fist, whole had, jammed with bagguettes
Pose for the camera man
Me and Santana man
Word to my grand ma
He one bad mamma jamma, dam
So I don't write for the stardom
I get, booted, zooted, write down my problems
I've been through it headed right for the bottom
D.C. naw, would've been a sniper in Harlem (so what)
Thats why I throw some doe
To my cody from costovo
Help me get on overflow (Ssshhh...)
No one suppose to know
But she lay me up like the prime minister
Thousand grams of dope smellin' like Hine Vinegar
That was a lot to linger
But to the top I bring her
But when it came to dope, I always copped in fingers
Money missin, oh shit I almost chopped some fingers
Slit some wrist, thats when they said oh shit he's not a singer
Fuck the rap, fuck the movies, fuck Siskel and Ebert
This pistol I'll squeeze it, missles if needed (KILLA)
Remember I'm gonna spend my cake
Remember Jim we getting out of five eights (projects)
Now chefs will fry us steaks (thats true)
Its a higher stake
Swiss accounts I'm goin show you how to wire cake
And we from BBO
Now you a CEO
Direct a Vieo [video]
Your own album here we go
Thats my man anytime I holla, holla with me
We shared chicken sandwiches they was a $1.50
But you seven dollars, nickel bag and white owl
I hope the chicken sandwich last us through the night child
We ain't care we didn't sleep we was night owls
Insomniatics our life styles compatible
Magical
Pops gone, shit tragical
Moms on mission
My house is where the attics chill
I'm like a teacher, I need me a sabatical
Its not irrational
I grew up radical
And you all are shook
I bought all my crooks
Fuck you R&B niggaz Zeek sing all the hooks
Tito and Brick yes yes come again
They came sun or rain when I had that stomach pain (What else)

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Get Down – Chris Brown Testo della canzone

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Get Down – Chris Brown

[Verse]
Rich nigga in the back seat of a ghost
Doin too much, doin the most
Wheels spinnin, cruise control
When the girls see me they lose control
I'ma gang spitter my mouth grab a milly
You ain't heard about me I got cloud round the city
Six 50 BMDub
When I step up in the spot they show me love

[Pre-Chorus:]
If you know what I'm sayin say
Ohhhh
If you know that I ain't playin say
Ohhhh
Just get them hands wavin babe
Then g-g-g-g-get down
G-g-g-g-get down

[Chorus: T-Pain & Chris Brown]
I hit the spot the girls, g-g-g-g-get down
Traveling around the world g-g-g-g-get down
Uh I know you like it girl g-g-g-g-get down
Just drop it to the floor you show me love
You know what you're doing baby
Get that body movin baby
Won't you back it up on me
You keep wondering if I'ma throw this money in the air
You stay long enough
You gon see

[Verse]
Rich nigga, you know I'm gonna get it
Money stack it up and I'm about to buy city
Lady killer
Doggy want that kitty
I'm about to break her up
She nasty and she pretty
She got that pretty thang
That good good
Big ol' ass
That good good
Six 50 BMDub
When I step up in the spot they show me love

[Pre-Chorus]
If you know what I'm sayin say
Ohhhh
If you know that I ain't playin say
Ohhhh
Just get them hands wavin babe
Then g-g-g-g-get down
G-g-g-g-get down

[Chorus: T-Pain & Chris Brown]
I hit the spot the girls, g-g-g-g-get down
Traveling around the world g-g-g-g-get down
Uh I know you like it girl g-g-g-g-get down
Just drop it to the floor you show me love
You know what you're doing baby
Get that body movin baby
Won't you back it up on me
You keep wondering if I'ma throw this money in the air
You stay long enough
You gon see

[Verse: B.o.B]
Walking in the building feeling like I own the buildin
When we pull up to the front it's like an automotive dealer ship
Or something of the nature blowing blowing get the table
Please stop blowing my buzz I'm trying to bomb with mother nature
All you haters so played out
Yall so 1999
I'm so these ain't even out yet
No you can't find these online
And all my passion forward just to go around
I got that lazy boy salary my pocket stay on recline
Everybody get down I'm throwing six out
Man I'm sayin
I just roll like six pounds and blow that shit down
Man I'm sayin
If looks could kill she have the pistol in her purse
One to the dome
Like a ring shot
I get down

[Pre-Chorus]
If you know what I'm sayin say
Ohhhh
If you know that I ain't playin say
Ohhhh
Just get them hands wavin babe
Then g-g-g-g-get down
G-g-g-g-get down

[Chorus: T-Pain & Chris Brown]
I hit the spot the girls, g-g-g-g-get down
Traveling around the world g-g-g-g-get down
Uh I know you like it girl g-g-g-g-get down
Just drop it to the floor you show me love
You know what you're doing baby
Get that body movin baby
Won't you back it up on me
You keep wondering if I'ma throw this money in the air
You stay long enough
You gon see

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Get Down – Clinton Sparks Testo della canzone

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Get Down – Clinton Sparks

[Busta Rhymes]
Flipmode Squad, let's keep it hip-hop
Rah Digga, Rampage

[Rampage]
Yo Bust' (yeah)
Let's smack these niggaz all in they motherfuckin face

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
This be the shit to go for broke on
'Til we own ships that carry big freight and niggaz harbor coke on
Now let me get my fuckin smoke on
I'll have your mother recitin my shit like she singin the fuckin boat song
Now watch the story unfold nigga
Bullets smackin your face and your chest just like a fuckin drumroll nigga
You ain't know me and my crew, we lockin it up
And rubberband stackin dough in Timberland shoebox nigga, and stockin it up
Too many of my niggaz at the door of the club
that be always gun cockin it up
We put together niggaz like the dick to these bitches
Givin it to 'em in the worst way for actin too [?] bridges
Crackin it down, backin it down
How we give it to niggaz, you know we only smackin it down
Before I bring it to a closure nigga
You think we finished cause my lil' 16 bars is over nigga?

[Chorus]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, get down y'all
Busta Rhymes, Flipmode y'all
Aiyyo, aiyyo, get down y'all
Get down, get-gi-get down y'all
Aiyyo, aiyyo, get down y'all
"We smashin all y'all" - "Flip-Flipmode represent"
Aiyyo, aiyyo - Flipmode "motherfuckers"
Swear to only bring you hot shit, everyday

[Verse 2: Rah Digga]
Keep the five for ya, the ruggedest chick
Spread shit like Tom Sawyer, bitch Will Smith
Be I the Fresh Princess, rulin shit run things
Your efforts is senseless, Hariett Thus
Ridin rare breed, fuck buyin a jar
I smoke the engineer weed motherfucker
Bitch got stuck in Wells Fargo, Brick City hooligan
Squattin at the car show - couldn't be a girly girl
if I tried; crazy slave to the live
But I'm still fly, love four by fours
Cause they ride like a toy, steady jumpin the curb
Pedestrians like "oh boy" I can sing, rap DJ
Work the instant replay
"Even though I'm slurrin my voice" like I was Freeway
Get it right cuz-o, I keep the rhymes runnin
Kind of terror FBI don't even see comin, motherfuckers

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Rampage]
Ashes is ashes and dust to dust
Y'all see the low Ro', y'all ain't fuckin with us
Rampage nigga, I'm a sick man
Chop you in your face, cut off both of your hands
Wrap your body up, put it in a sedan
Drop yo' ass in a river, this is how I deliver
Got the maggots just eatin your liver, untold mystery
Your name is Swany River, you not a legend
Youse one dead nigga, six feet under
Never comin back, one year later
This is real facts (yeah) tell the feds
just to back up off me
Keep eatin donuts and drinkin that coffee
They say they know my M.O. from Philly to Milwaukee
Got my house tapped with the walkie talkies, shit
I'm just a victim in this case
My lawyer's good, so get the FUCK out my face

[Chorus]

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Get Down – James Arthur Testo della canzone

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Get Down – James Arthur

[Verse 1:]
Outside there's a bird and it is singing
And outside of my window, there's a life
I feel like someone's talking to my spirit
They tell me that there's reasons to survive

[Hook 1:]
I could draw you a picture
I could write all my fears
I could read you a scripture of tears

[Hook:]
And I know, no matter how much colder
Or how much I carry on my shoulders
As long as I'm standing, I'll be closer
Cause it ain't over, 'til it's over
But we don't get down
No, we don't get down
We can turn this 'round
And maybe
It's today ah yeah

[Verse 2:]
Cause all these scenes of grief got my head spinnin'
And we're dancing on the edge of a knife
And could I be your hero or your villain
Uh, I guess it just depends in whose eyes

[Hook 2:]
I could draw you a picture
I could write all my fears
I could read you a scripture of tears

[Hook]

[Pre-Hook:]
And I don't get down
Cause you lift me up
[7x] No, I don't get down
Cause you lift me up

[Hook]

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Get Down – Curren$y Testo della canzone

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Get Down – Curren$y

[Chorus x2:]
Drugs for you ears
You've been alive, just wasn't aware
But now you have to get down
And we're so happy to have you, have to get down

I wrote a million dollar verse on a napkin
While awaiting my baked Alaska
Couple shots before and after the meal
But not too much liquor to handle
Swear I got this audio dope mastered by engineers
Professors who receive masters, it's degrees
Certain things you must achieve 'fore you ask it be allowed
All inside store the pow-wow
So include it in the private cloud cause this game sorta got my spirits down
I need my baddest bitch and my realest niggas and a couple pounds
Years later, Pilot Talk III finally being wrote now
So tell them culture vultures where to stick it
Tell them stuffed suits to up them digits
We drug dealing, musical terrorism
Underground faction existing
So you don't have to accept that bullshit they giving you to listen

[Chorus x2]

A G is what I am, a jet is who I be
You know what I smoke anywhere I go
All access, never it locked though
Spitta got the key to the globe, well travelled
I done lost more passports than you done took trips lil daddy
Let's congratulate less on the purchase of his Caddy
Strolling in the booth with a freshly lit fatty
Now raw packages so I had to zig-zag it
Like I did back when, ain't nothin' changed but the addresses
New crib but I kept my old door mat
Remind yourself where you came from, you could go back
You've been told that, buss em, know that
Cause they've been show that
Learn the hallway, dead in the hallway
Or cuffed and stuck sitting in the back of them cars mayne
When you could have been a star mayne, shit raw mayne
I want you to have it all, big crib, big car
Have your cake and eat it, every motherfuckin' piece
With the icing that you like
La-la-da-da-la-la-la-la, like

[Chorus x2]

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Get Down – Curtis Mayfield Testo della canzone

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Get Down – Curtis Mayfield

Get down, baby
To the funky, funky, funky groove
Get down, baby
Let the light reflect upon your natural mood

Get down, baby
Your creative mood shall express itself
Get down, baby
After life and desire there is nothing left

We're all children of the world
A hungry man in search for a hungry girl
It's strange, so plain we're all cannibal
The most wasted and two faced of all animals

Get down, get down
Get down, get down

Take my soul, baby
When you reel I can feel so much desire
Take my soul, baby
Life unfolds from my soul when you start a fire

So get down, just get down

Get down, baby
As the rhythm should follow through your able soul
Get down, baby
Play the part like a pro in a perfect role

Get down, baby
To the funky, funky, funky groove
Get down, baby
Let the light reflect upon your natural mood

One can never point out the actual path
Of the mysterious need in a female's heart
Man can only follow not knowing how
His faith might erupt [?]

So get down, get down
Get down, get down
Get down

Get down, baby
To the funky, funky, funky groove
Get down, baby
Let the light reflect upon your natural move

Take my soul, baby
Your creative mood shall express itself
Take my soul, baby
After life and desire there is nothing left

Get down, get down
Get down, get down
Get down, get down
Get down, get down

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Get Down – Deluxe Testo della canzone

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Get Down – Deluxe

You know that I be getting down
Hmm, you know it, you know it
You know it, heh

Fake-out the bed in doom
The apocalypse in bloom
Everything goes as long as nothing is sacred
Under pink overall
They are the dreaded gyal
Buzz in my coat
And now you're lifting a rocket
And then the diabetics
And only false athletics
The facts don't matter
How sore you smoke him
Click only happy thoughts
Freak going off the charts

'Cause I came to get down
I came to get down
To break my knees
Do as I please
Yeah I came to get down
I came to get down
To break my knees
Do as I please
Yeah I came to get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
I came, I came, I came
To get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
I came, I came, I came to

I pay my telephone
Much prefer dying alone
Out came this genius
On my front door, knocking
Feel like an underground
Emerging safe and sound
From the sea like a sun
I don't go, stop it
Took all your cellphone
And pay my father's own
Out came this genius through the backdoor, sneak in
Click only happy thoughts
Sleep falling off the charts

'Cause I came to get down
I came to get down
To break my knees
Do as I please
Yeah I came to get down
I came to get down
To break my knees
Do as I please
Yeah I came to get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
I came, I came, I came
To get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
I came, I came, I came to

Lucky I'm so sloppy though
Jack's stuck on the piano
Let me be your mummy, come on
Steady flow, this mess though
Never shade out the moustache yo'
Let it grow baby come on (come on)
Daddy trolls, this old moves
Part of his song he never wrote
Finish it, let me see, come on (come on)
Lucky I'm so lucky so, bar ready, so (ha)

'Cause I came to get down
I came to get down
To break my knees
Do as I please
Yeah I came to get down
I came to get down
To break my knees
Do as I please
Yeah I came to get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
I came, I came, I came
To get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
I came to get down
Down, down, down
I came to get, came to get down
Down, down, down
I came to get, came to get down
Down, down, down
I came to get, came to get down
Down, down, down
I came to get

I came to get
I came to get
I came to get
I came to get down, down, down, down
I came to get, came to get
Down, down, down
I came to get, came to get
Down, down, down
I came to get...

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Get Down – Gyn Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Vuoi scendere?

Vuoi scendere?

Vuoi scendere?
Se ti cerco mi rispondi ancora baby
Vuoi scendere?
Io sparisco e tu mi cerchi ancora baby
Mi chiedi come stai?
Io sto bene
Da sola non mi conviene
Ti cerco in un bicchiere e dimmi…
Vuoi ottenere
Vuoi scendere?

Baci al gusto raro
Portano lontano
Questa sera mi ricorda di te
In giro su una cabrio
Cielo rosso amaro
Allo specchio il riflesso di me
Diventa tutto un gioco e
Senza tornare indietro e te
Fuori di scena
Mi spezzi ma poi torna da me
Viaggiamo a cento all'ora
Mentre sta vita vola
Prendo un auto che mi porta da te…
Persa tra le righe
Di chi non parla e scrive
Passa tempo e non sai piu' tu chi sei...

Vuoi scendere?
Se ti cerco mi rispondi ancora baby
Vuoi scendere?
Io sparisco e tu mi cerchi ancora baby
Mi chiedi come stai?
Io sto bene
Da sola non mi conviene
Ti cerco in un bicchiere e dimmi…
Vuoi ottenere
Vuoi scendere?

Fermo immagine
Tu che cerchi me (anche se)
Sei un cacciatore d'anime povere come te
Credevo poi durasse poco
Colpisci senza fuoco
Fuori da ogni schema voglia questa maledetta di te
Diventa tutto un gioco e
Confusa parlo sola e
Poi ci rivediamo soli al solito bar,alle 3
Ti prendi gioco di me
Almeno versami un drink
Prima di voglio sapere andare se …

(Vuoi scendere)

(Vuoi scendere)

Vuoi scendere?
Se ti cerco mi rispondi ancora baby
Vuoi scendere?
Io sparisco e tu mi cerchi ancora baby
Mi chiedi come stai?
Io sto bene
Da sola non mi conviene
Ti cerco in un bicchiere e dimmi…
Vuoi ottenere
Vuoi scendere? (X2)

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Il Testo della canzone di:
Get Down – Gyn


Do you wanna get down

Do you wanna get down

Do you wanna get down
Se ti cerco mi rispondi ancora baby
Do you wanna get down
Io sparisco e tu mi cerchi ancora baby
Mi chiedi come stai?
Io sto bene
Da sola non mi conviene
Ti cerco in un bicchiere e dimmi…
Do you wanna get
Do you wanna get down?

Baci al gusto raro
Portano lontano
Questa sera mi ricorda di te
In giro su una cabrio
Cielo rosso amaro
Allo specchio il riflesso di me
Diventa tutto un gioco e
Senza tornare indietro e te
Fuori di scena
Mi spezzi ma poi torni da me
Viaggiamo a cento all’ora
Mentre sta vita vola
Prendo un auto che mi porta da te…
Persa tra le righe
Di chi non parla e scrive
Passa tempo e non sai piu’ tu chi sei…

Do you wanna get down
Se ti cerco mi rispondi ancora baby
Do you wanna get down
Io sparisco e tu mi cerchi ancora baby
Mi chiedi come stai?
Io sto bene
Da sola non mi conviene
Ti cerco in un bicchiere e dimmi…
Do you wanna get
Do you wanna get down?

Fermo immagine
Tu che cerchi me (anche se)
Sei un cacciatore d’anime povere come te
Credevo poi durasse poco
Colpisci senza fuoco
Fuori da ogni schema questa voglia maledetta di te
Diventa tutto un gioco e
Confusa parlo sola e
Poi ci rivediamo soli al solito bar,alle 3
Ti prendi gioco di me
Almeno versami un drink
Prima di andare voglio sapere se …

(Do you wanna get down)

(Do you wanna get down)

Do you wanna get down
Se ti cerco mi rispondi ancora baby
Do you wanna get down
Io sparisco e tu mi cerchi ancora baby
Mi chiedi come stai?
Io sto bene
Da sola non mi conviene
Ti cerco in un bicchiere e dimmi…
Do you wanna get
Do you wanna get down? (X2)

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Get Down On It – Blue Testo della canzone

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Get Down On It – Blue

What you gonna do?
Blue gonna get down?
What you gonna do?
Blue gonna get down?
What you gonna do?
Blue gonna get down?
What you gonna do?

Get down on it, c'mon and
Get down on it, if you really want it
Get down on it, you gotta feel it
Get down on it, get down on it

Get down on it, c'mon and
Get down on it, if you really want it
Get down on it, you gotta feel it
Get down on it

How you gonna do it
If you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall
Get your back off the wall
Tell me
How you gonna do it
If you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall
'Cause I heard all my people saying

Get down on it, c'mon and
Get down on it, if you really want it
Get down on it, you gotta feel it
Get down on it, get down on it

Get down on it, c'mon and
Get down on it, if you really want it
Get down on it, you gotta feel it
Get down on it

I say, "People!"
—What?
"What you gonna do?"
You've gotta get on the groove, yeah
If you want your body to move

Tell me, baby

How you gonna do it
If you really don't want to dance
By standing on the wall
(Get your back up off the wall)

Tell me

How you gonna do it
If you really won't take a chance
By standing on the wall
Get your back off the the wall
'Cause I heard all the people saying

Get down on it, c'mon and
Get down on it, if you really want it
Get down on it, you gotta feel it
Get down on it, get down on it

Get down on it, c'mon and
Get down on it, if you really want it
Get down on it, you gotta feel it
Get down on it

You know it when you're dancing, yeah
You show it when you move, move, move
You know it when you're dancing, yeah
You show it as you move across the floor

When I move you move just like that
It's your girl little Kim on the throw back
I'm just cooling out me and the gang
Girls pop that thing and get down on it
If you really want it got the feeling
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Get down on it down

I said move like that
What you mean like this
Kool and the gang,
Blue and little Kim
We all teamed up for this collaboration
But we're gon' turn it into a celebration
If your sitting I suggest All Rise
I got 8 bass so I'mma spit in time
So don't feel Guilty
Just 'cause you're with me
Back off the wall ya, One Love

We gotta get down now
We gotta get down now
(What you gonna do?)
We're taking you down now
We're taking down now
(What you gonna do?)
Get down on it
(You wanna get down?)

Get down on it. [repeat with ad-libs until the end]

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Get Down Woman – Creedence Clearwater Revival Testo della canzone

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Get Down Woman – Creedence Clearwater Revival

Well, Get Down Woman, before I have to go
Well, Get Down Woman, before I have to go
You know, ya hurt me with your bad mouth
An' I just don't wanna know
Well, slow down, baby, and gimme a little time
Well, slow down, baby, and gimme a little time
If you want me hangin' 'round
Gotta give me some peace of mind

Oh, get down boy

Well, get back, woman, before you bring it down
Well, now, get back, baby, before you bring it down
Or you can tell it to the wall
Without me hangin' around

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Get Down Your Line – The Byrds Testo della canzone

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Get Down Your Line – The Byrds

Well you think you've got it bad
And you think that you've been had
Well you never were so wrong
If you just listen to this song
Your debts will all be doubled
Iffin' you all be so troubled
You never gonna help your brother
If you can't help yourself

Get down your line
Get down your line
Get down your line
Get down your line
And you'll be just fine
Get down your line
And don't waste no time
Then you can give everyday that you live

Well, get yourself together
Don't ever mind the weather
Then you can help your neighbour
And help him with his labor
If you get yourself together
Then giving is so much pleasure
It makes your life a treasure
If you can do someone some good

Get down your line
Get down your line
Get down your line
Get down your line
And you'll be just fine
Get down your line
And don't waste no time
Then you can give everyday that you live

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Get Drunk – Lana Del Rey Testo della canzone

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Get Drunk – Lana Del Rey

I am sleeping with your best friend
How do you like me now?
How do you like me now?

I am sleeping with your best friend
How do you like me now?
How do you like me now?

Come on, get drunk, you know you wanna.
I am, you can, won't tell no one 'bout it
It's gonna be a ball
It's gonna be a ball

I am lying, using again
Come on. It's gonna be ball

Come on, get drunk, you know you wanna
I am, you can, won't tell no one 'bout it
It's gonna be a ball
It's gonna be a ball

Cigarettes, robitussin, will I ever get to heaven?
Cigarettes and robitussin, will I ever get to heaven?
It's not looking good now. Ohhh
It's not looking good now

Come on, get drunk, you know you wanna
Come on, get drunk
Get drunk
Get drunk
Get drunk
Get drunk
Get drunk
Get drunk
Get drunk

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Get Em – Kevin Gates Testo della canzone

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Get Em – Kevin Gates

[Hook:]
Niggas looking like they mad
What he sayin though
Won't use my hands, I'ma let them rubberbands go
New bitch and she bad though, my ex a sad ho
Fall off in the club, pants saggin' smokin bad dough
Mad dog, I'ma grind full time, I can't slow up
Fifty grand with the lean, all eyes on me, I can't pour up
Michael Jackson bad, all these hoes calling me thriller
Got a nickname in my section and you might know me as "Get Em"
Cause I get 'em

[Verse 1:]
Pockets lookin' like munchkins
Her booty lookin' like pumpkins
Got a toolie on me, I'm thuggin
Wanna' do me something, it's nothing
This one goes to those who live illegal all day
Hustle sun up to sun up, tryna' get it always
I'm a grinder, shots fired
Big, I miss ya, this shit different, hold up lighters
Infiniti truck see me
Not much eatin, but fuck sleepin
That nigga a fuck boy, gun touch people, not much either
Outside with the loud mouth, nigga broke your jaw, you fouled out
Roundabouts, don't fuck with me, if they fuck with me, then it's "blaow blaow!"
Jean jacket, with the Timbs on, got tattoos on my neck
Nobody needs nobody, now I say cut the check

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I'ma lean in, throw left jabs
Side step, with the left hook
Right hand, lead, like Ali
I'm a shit talker that read books
Plain Jane, my best look
Ain't complaining bout my left foot
Fifteen cavities, yeah this team in back of me
That'll be fixed when the song over
Syrup faucet, just got cut off
Nigga been sippin strong doses
Club soda, doctor visits
Sent soldiers on mobster missions
Thinkin my condition, top condition
Feel the world should move for me
They ain't got no cure for me
Bitch say ain't no pull for me
All I seen in real vibrant colors
Stand for nothin, you'll die for somethin
Terrance Hines just went to jail
The good Lord sat him down for something
Reason being, we'll never know
I made money, I sacrificed
They say, lifes a gamble, for example, ride or dice

[Hook]

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Get Enough – Volumes Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

È questo?
Dimmi hai ricevuto il messaggio?
Quando hai interrotto la chiamata?
Non l'ho mai avuto davvero

Perché sai cosa sei
Come sei arrivato fino a qui?
E tutto ciò che dai è ciò che ottieni
Nessun rimpianto, fino ad allora ti guarderò cadere

Tutti vogliono qualcosa finché non ne hanno abbastanza
Tutti hanno bisogno di qualcuno finché non ne hanno abbastanza

Sto perdendo tutti i miei sentimenti e tu mi hai capito
Sono diviso a metà e sto perdendo i miei dubbi
Abbattuto dimmi ora come vivi
Senza più niente da dare

Desiderando un po' di pelle più spessa
Ma quello che dai è quello che ottieni
Nessun rimpianto, fino ad allora mi prenderò la colpa

Tutti vogliono qualcosa finché non ne hanno abbastanza
Tutti hanno bisogno di qualcuno finché non ne hanno abbastanza

Ma quello che dai è quello che ottieni
Nessun rimpianto, fino ad allora mi prenderò la colpa

Tutti hanno bisogno di qualcuno finché non ne hanno abbastanza

Quello che dai è quello che ottieni
Sentirsi in fondo, sentire la morte
ti guarderò cadere
Quello che dai è quello che ottieni
Sentirsi in fondo, sentire la morte
ti guarderò cadere

Tutti vogliono qualcosa finché non ne hanno abbastanza
Tutti hanno bisogno di qualcuno finché non ne hanno abbastanza

Ma quello che dai è quello che ottieni
Nessun rimpianto, fino ad allora mi prenderò la colpa

Tutti hanno bisogno di qualcuno finché non ne hanno abbastanza

Ma quello che dai è quello che ottieni
Sentirsi in fondo, sentire la morte
ti guarderò cadere
Ma quello che dai è quello che ottieni
Sentirsi in fondo, sentire la morte
ti guarderò cadere

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Il Testo della canzone di:
Get Enough – Volumes


Is this it?
Tell me did you get the message
When did you drop the call
Never really had it at all

Cause you know what you are
How did you make it this far
And all you give is what you get
No regrets, until then I'll be watching you fall

Everybody wants something until they get enough
Everybody needs someone until they get enough

I'm losing all my feeling and you figured me out
I'm split down the middle and I'm losing my doubt
Struck down tell me now how do you live
With nothing left to give

Wishing for some thicker skin
But what you give is what you get
No regrets, until then I'll be taking the fall

Everybody wants something until they get enough
Everybody needs someone until they get enough

But what you give is what you get
No regrets, until then I'll be taking the fall

Everybody needs someone until they get enough

What you give is what you get
Feeling bottom, feeling death
I'll be watching you fall
What you give is what you get
Feeling bottom, feeling death
I'll be watching you fall

Everybody wants something until they get enough
Everybody needs someone until they get enough

But what you give is what you get
No regrets, until then I'll be taking the fall

Everybody needs someone until they get enough

But what you give is what you get
Feeling bottom, feeling death
I'll be watching you fall
But what you give is what you get
Feeling bottom, feeling death
I'll be watching you fall

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Get Ethnic – Donna Summer Testo della canzone

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Get Ethnic – Donna Summer

[Rap:]
Lying here in the sun just trying to get a tan
Trying to find a look to go with the plan

Everyone's different
Everyone's go their thing
Spinman give me a rhythm...swing, swing

You don't have to dance alone
You get on the floor and make yourself at home
Do anything you want to do
It's alright... it's all up to you

[Ethnic chorus:]
It doesn't matter what skin you're in
Baby let the groove begin
Get ethnic...all day
Get ethnic...all night
'gonna chill and ride the day out
People let me tell you what it's all about
Get ethnic...all day
Get ethnic...all night long

[Talk:]
Walk my way!!!
Talk my way!!!

This is a new direction
We're gonna take it to the street
Spinman throw down a funky beat
Ooh sweet
Don't really care where you come from
You may move to a different drum
Jump right in and take you place
We're all part of the human race

[Ethnic chorus]

Like you mama do
And your daddy too
It's an attitude

[Ethnic chorus 2x]

Everybody's different
And we all have a song to sing
Spinman do your rhythm thing...swing...swing
Spinman do your rhythm thing...swing...swing

[Ethnic chorus]

C'mon c'mon baby
Smooth me out
Smooth me out
[Chant fade]

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Get Even (Bat At The Range) – Cherish Testo della canzone

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Get Even (Bat At The Range) – Cherish

Yeah
See, this for all my ladies out there
If you ever had a man
That did you wrong
You know we gotta get out of mans, right?
But you see
Let's not get mad
Let's get equal

First time around I was thinkin' you were down
You end up making me look like a fool
Second time around I'm tryna figure you out
I wonder why I'm still with you

[Hook:]
But when it comes to three I (Comes to three)
Know that one's on me and (That one's on me)
Now I'm tryna see how I can get even with you
Put my mind on workin' (Mind on workin')
Thought of something that's worth
More to you then me
Walk upstairs and get to thinkin'

[Chorus:]
I go up to my room, room
Now I'm in my room, room
Grab my Barry Bonds to
Go outside so I can put the bat to the range
Put the bat to the range
Put the bat to the range
Put the bat to the range
Put the bat to the range
Put the bat to the range
Put the bat to the range
Put the bat to the ranch

From the first time you cheated
I was really acting up
Couldn't believe you would do something so cruel
the second time you did it was with my friend
and still I ended up with you

[Hook]

[Chorus]

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Get Famous – Twin Atlantic Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Un nuovo formato
Evitando ogni contatto
Un controllo di vetro attraverso una rete da calcio
Sto saltando le pozzanghere
Va bene per i miei Mi piace e i miei seguaci
Sì, geotaggati come noioso
Ecco... che squadra sostieni, amico?
E il treno dello schermo va avanti
Da Times Square a nessuno importa, ah
La fama perfetta e senza sforzo è il gioco
Una prigione di algoritmi in cui siamo tutti cresciuti per vivere
Oh

Se lo desidera
Rompi un budello o sciogli la padella
Alza quelle mani
Perché non mi stancherò mai di derubarti

Ecco tu
Stai zitto
Diventa famoso
Un altro, un altro click through king
Siediti, sto influenzando
mi svegliai
Ero famoso
sono esploso
Succhia o diventa famoso

Taxi in fila e cinque in banca
Il bagliore del mio telefono piega il polistirolo
Il mio prestito studentesco non è altro che ossa
Guardami mentre scalcio il Faraone dal suo trono
Metti il ​​cappello sulla nuca
Fai quello che vuoi per adorare il sudore
Questo è un totale andare avanti
Torna nel mio petto

Se lo desidera
Rompi un budello o sciogli la padella
Alza quelle mani
Perché non mi stancherò mai di derubarti

Ecco tu
Stai zitto
Diventa famoso
Un altro, un altro click through king
Siediti, sto influenzando
Ecco tu
Stai zitto
Diventa famoso
Un altro, un altro click through king
Siediti, sto influenzando
mi svegliai
Ero famoso
sono esploso
Succhia o diventa famoso

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Get Famous – Twin Atlantic


A new format
Avoiding all contact
A glass cheque through a football net
I'm jumping puddles
It's good for my likes and follows
Yeah, geotag you as boring
Here... what team do you support, mate?
And the screen train rolls on
From Times Square to nobody cares, ha
Perfect effortless fame is the game
An algorithm prison that we're all bred to live in
Wow

If you want to
Bust a gut or melt your pan
Raise those hands up
Cause I'll never get sick of ripping you off

Here you
Shut up
Get famous
One more, one more click through king
Just sit down, I'm influencing
I woke up
I was famous
I blew up
Suck or be famous

Taxi in the rank and a fiver in the bank
The glow off my phone bends the Styrofoam
My student loan is nothing but bones
Watch me kick the Pharaoh straight out of his throne
Place the hat on the back of my neck
Do what you want to worship the sweat
This is a total carry on
Get back in my chest

If you want to
Bust a gut or melt your pan
Raise those hands up
Cause I'll never get sick of ripping you off

Here you
Shut up
Get famous
One more, one more click through king
Just sit down, I'm influencing
Here you
Shut up
Get famous
One more, one more click through king
Just sit down, I'm influencing
I woke up
I was famous
I blew up
Suck or be famous

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Get Fly (What If Jesus Forgot To Put You On The Guestlist?) – Atmosphere Testo della canzone

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Get Fly (What If Jesus Forgot To Put You On The Guestlist?) – Atmosphere

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
They want us to fight, but we just want to get high
Work all day, all night, trying to get fly
When I get some money I'mma buy me some time
I can't fight your war until I'm finished with mine

[First Verse]
I used to be mad at the government
Redirected some of my anger towards the mothership
Trying to guess which living hell sleeps under
when the grand scheme plan keeps all these people wonderin
Why we still runnin in place frustrated?
Pride is mistaken for hate, it's upgraded
I got a little breath left, let's suffocate it
Point at the epiphanies and call 'em all drug related
The time I spent with my life on bent
Trying to find the friends inside my head
Must have disengaged every phase and stage
Of of my I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming of age
My unofficial autobio
Will be accompanied with tips on how to smile
'cause I've found that when they don't see you frown
They never know that your a threat
And they don't sweat you when you came around
So who's going to be my next door savior?
Step up to your neighbor, and do me a favour
Take off the mask, let it all collapse
Empty the pack and watch your wings grow back

[Chorus]

[Second Verse]
Society becomes jealousy, intimacy becomes intensity
Say it with a smile like it's meant to be
And all of a sudden, "boom", American family
And I can tell when your mad at your past
Because you tend to take the turns just a little too fast
And I can tell how you push your foot on the gas
that you already knew that you was gunna finsish last
Slow it down and take a little time
To look up at them clouds with the fake silver lining
Up in a tree knowing damn well you never reach the top
But you don't stop, you keep climbing
Well okay, it's settled
No more nights in this weed and thorn infested meadow
Uh-uh, from this day forth, only forward I pedal
Get the memo I'm cutting the strings Gepetto
Shuffle the cards and let's argue
Rooted in between the computer games and cartoons
Stop and watch us all get lost
Between God and a shot of scotch, let's get fly

[Chorus]

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Get Free – Newton Faulkner Testo della canzone

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Get Free – Newton Faulkner

Never got no love from a government man
Heading down the stream till' the leather gives in
What I gotta do to get the money?
We ain't got the money, we ain't got enough

Heading down the stream till' the leather gives in
Help, my dreams are wearing thin
All I need's relief I need, I need some sympathy

Look at me
I just can't believe
What they've done to me
We can never be free
I just wanna be

Look at me
I just can't believe
What they've done to me
We can never be free
I just wanna be
I just wanna dream

All my life been waiting in
Water so deep now we've got to swim
Wonder will it ever end
How long, how long do we have a friend

Look at me
I just can't believe
What they've done to me
We can never be free
I just wanna be

Look at me
I just can't believe
What they've done to me
We can never be free
I just wanna be
I just wanna dream

Look at me
I just can't believe
What they've done to me
We can never be free
I just wanna be

Look at me
I just can't believe
What they've done to me
We can never be free
I just wanna be
I just wanna dream

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Get Free – Zola Blood Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Siamo nel fiume adesso
Devo solo nuotare
Non importa se ci sei
Questo sta succedendo davvero
I nostri occhi sbattono le palpebre
E stiamo ancora respirando
Ma questo è solo un sonnambulismo
E nessuno sta davvero ascoltando
Ho perso la memoria
Inizio secolo
Ora ho appena ricevuto il regalo
E voglio solo essere libero

Quando colpisce a casa
Colpisce duro
Quando colpisce a casa
Colpisce duro

La conversazione
Ci ha dato una via d'uscita
Questo è solo il ritmo ora
Anche se ci sta distruggendo
È difficile vedere questo
Sì, non così facile
Ho pezzi di un'immagine
Qualcosa che eravamo
Non conosco il significato
O quello che provo
Ora voglio solo lasciar andare
Sì, voglio solo essere libero

Quando colpisce a casa
Colpisce duro
Quando colpisce a casa
Colpisce duro

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Get Free – Zola Blood


We're in the river now
Just got to swim it
Doesn't matter if you're in
This is really happening
Our eyes are blinking
And we're still breathing
But this is just a sleepwalk
And no one's really listening
I lost my memory
Start of the century
Now I just got the present
And I just want to get free

When it hits home
It hits hard
When it hits home
It hits hard

The conversation
It's got us way out
This is just the rhythm now
Even if it's breaking us
It's difficult to see this
Yeah not so easy
Got pieces of a picture
Something we used to be
I don't know the meaning
Or what I'm feeling
Now I just want to let go
Yeah I just want to get free

When it hits home
It hits hard
When it hits home
It hits hard

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Get From Round – “autore” Testo della canzone

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Get From Round –

[Intro:]
Uh, yessir
It's Chris Webby
2-0-3, where you at?
Ha-ha, yeah

[Verse:]
Get from out of my vicinity, listen see
This is the dude who be flyer than a Griffin, B
Sippin' tea, gettin' my voice right to strike out willingly
Ready for the game, already had my epiphany
Now who could get rid of me, I show no sympathy
When I hit the track I make 'em jump like Jiminy
Cricket, and bitches be bewildered by my wizardry
And opponents be gettin' Michael J Fox jittery
Can't tell if I'm dreaming, somebody start pinching me
How do I keep killing these critics with my similes
Metaphors, I'm the Megazord, y'all feeling me
I'll rap from now until you count to infinity
Flower like Mozart, conducting my symphony
Holding down on stage with my main man Timothy
Simply a pot-head, I am the epitome
But I am who I am and nobody could reconfigure me
You think there was ten of me, the way I crush my enemies
A guaranteed recipe for disaster, come step to me
Generally, you don't even know how potent the venom be
I'm handsome, young and in charge like John Kennedy
There is no discrepancy, I'm illy with my weaponry
I got the front goin' at the theater, no one's ahead of me
I'm losin' it mentally, but flowing indelibly
So, who here could measure me 'cause you know who Webby be
Just know that Webby be readily rolling up that Heddy Tree
Smoking 'til I'm 70, get at me
And I'm spittin' it fatal
On demand like digital cable, make heads spin like a Dreidel
I am able and mad nice, so bitch you better act right
'Cause steppin' to me is like seeing Clay Aiken and Shaq fight
Hit 'em so hard that I knock 'em to their past life
Even though I'm white enough to glow in front of black lights
That's right, I am the best you can't mess bro
Nike Kicks, wardrobe trashed from Mark Echo
Let's go, blazing the shit, got haze in the spliff
Bitch, I'm number one like I'm taking a piss
But I spit out number two 'cause what I say is the shit
Bitch, I'm hungry in the game I need a table for six
There's no evasion from this, 'cause I'm a leave them on the floor dead
'Cause y'all are about as hard as an infant's forehead
I run this shit 'til I got sore legs, I need a stretch
Hip Hop chia pet, living off of weed and sex
Line 'em all up, I'll knock 'em down, I can beat the best
Now I need a breath, I need a rest

[Outro:]
Ha-ha, that's just how it is baby
It's bars all day, I just drop bars
Whatever hobby, we goin' to the top, baby
Yessir

Get from round me [x4]

Ha

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Get From Round Me Feat The Diplomats – Testo della canzone

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Get From Round Me – Feat The Diplomats

Get from 'round me
Get from 'round me
Get from 'round me
{Jha Jha's in this muh' fucka)
get from 'round me

[Jha Jha]
I'm the definition of, half lady half thug
Half crazy, half hazey puffin on them drugs
Half dizzy, half sizzy, sippin' on syzurp
Half rich, cuz you kno ya girls a hustla
I got my money up, now I can pop shit
Still hit that purple punch, fuck a style-Cris'
Fuck from round here, bitch I got a wild clique
Thought that you was poppin' off before, what now bitch
I'm one up on you hoes, I don't fuck wit you hoes
Phony bitches I will DUMP on you hoes
I ain't a spotlight chick, I stays on the low
Keep my money on my mind and my mind on my dough
And I roll right, Dro tight you kno that flow like no other
So gutta, You gotta fuckin love her
They gotta fuckin' love her, look how them jeans hug her
Playa hatas suck a dick all you cock suckas

[Hook]
[Juelz Santana]
You don't puff what I puff, get from 'round me
You ain't crunk, you a punk, get from 'round me
You ain't down to dump when I dump, get from 'round me
Nigga get from 'round me, Nigga get from 'round me
[Jha Jha]
And if you a phony ass hoe, then get from 'round me
Broke ain't trickin' no dough, then get from 'round me
In my grill tryna pimp up all the Dro, Bitch get from 'round me
Shawty get from 'round me, shawty get from 'round me

[Juelz Santana]
Teachers used to down me, teachers used to clown me
Now look I'm made, paid, screamin' get from 'round me
You wanna learn how to get rich, stick around me
If not, get from 'round me, you hot, get from 'round me
You eat cheese, talk to cops, get from 'round me
Stop, man that's not what's around me (nope)
Niggaz get popped up around me it's not fun around me
It's shotguns sround me (bank)
Tell a chick if she round me, quick and profoundly
If you don't swollow what comes out this dick get from 'round me
I'm a pimp, lobster and shrimp, hit the strip and get from 'round me
B-b-b-b-b-bitch, get from 'round me

[Cam'Ron]
Get from 'round me, the Big Apple's boss, get ya apple tossed
Come through apple porche, color of apple sauce
They hound us surround but don't clown us
We on the Greyhound bus wit pounds, get from 'round us

[Hook]

[Jha Jha]
Now when I roll up to the spot you'll know
See the escalades wit the spades 24's
I'm doin' big thangs, now I got a lot to show
I still ain't content homey I gotta get mo'
How I know bitches talk behind my back when they ain't round me
Gossip tellin' lies on a chick when they ain't round me
Even try and let my man hit when they ain't round me
Then act like everything is perfect when they get around me
I'm a top notch bitch, you about a piece of shit
Yo net worth is zilch, up yo game a couple bricks
I up my game 80%, you can tell by the wrists
Went from walkin' everywhere to shotgun in the 6
I'm bout to bomb me a bitch, go Sadaam on a bitch
Blow yoself to smitherines, goin' strong on them hits
On a high speed paper chase, no time to hesitate
Y'all bitches ain't down, ain't holdin no pounds, get out my fuckin' face

[Hook]

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Get From Round Me – The Diplomats Testo della canzone

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Get From Round Me – The Diplomats

Get from 'round me
Get from 'round me
Get from 'round me
{Jha Jha's in this muh' fucka)
get from 'round me

[Jha Jha]
I'm the definition of, half lady half thug
Half crazy, half hazey puffin on them drugs
Half dizzy, half sizzy, sippin' on syzurp
Half rich, cuz you kno ya girls a hustla
I got my money up, now I can pop shit
Still hit that purple punch, fuck a style-Cris'
Fuck from round here, bitch I got a wild clique
Thought that you was poppin' off before, what now bitch
I'm one up on you hoes, I don't fuck wit you hoes
Phony bitches I will DUMP on you hoes
I ain't a spotlight chick, I stays on the low
Keep my money on my mind and my mind on my dough
And I roll right, Dro tight you kno that flow like no other
So gutta, You gotta fuckin love her
They gotta fuckin' love her, look how them jeans hug her
Playa hatas suck a dick all you cock suckas

[Hook]
[Juelz Santana]
You don't puff what I puff, get from 'round me
You ain't crunk, you a punk, get from 'round me
You ain't down to dump when I dump, get from 'round me
Nigga get from 'round me, Nigga get from 'round me
[Jha Jha]
And if you a phony ass hoe, then get from 'round me
Broke ain't trickin' no dough, then get from 'round me
In my grill tryna pimp up all the Dro, Bitch get from 'round me
Shawty get from 'round me, shawty get from 'round me

[Juelz Santana]
Teachers used to down me, teachers used to clown me
Now look I'm made, paid, screamin' get from 'round me
You wanna learn how to get rich, stick around me
If not, get from 'round me, you hot, get from 'round me
You eat cheese, talk to cops, get from 'round me
Stop, man that's not what's around me (nope)
Niggaz get popped up around me it's not fun around me
It's shotguns sround me (bank)
Tell a chick if she round me, quick and profoundly
If you don't swollow what comes out this dick get from 'round me
I'm a pimp, lobster and shrimp, hit the strip and get from 'round me
B-b-b-b-b-bitch, get from 'round me

[Cam'Ron]
Get from 'round me, the Big Apple's boss, get ya apple tossed
Come through apple porche, color of apple sauce
They hound us surround but don't clown us
We on the Greyhound bus wit pounds, get from 'round us

[Hook]

[Jha Jha]
Now when I roll up to the spot you'll know
See the escalades wit the spades 24's
I'm doin' big thangs, now I got a lot to show
I still ain't content homey I gotta get mo'
How I know bitches talk behind my back when they ain't round me
Gossip tellin' lies on a chick when they ain't round me
Even try and let my man hit when they ain't round me
Then act like everything is perfect when they get around me
I'm a top notch bitch, you about a piece of shit
Yo net worth is zilch, up yo game a couple bricks
I up my game 80%, you can tell by the wrists
Went from walkin' everywhere to shotgun in the 6
I'm bout to bomb me a bitch, go Sadaam on a bitch
Blow yoself to smitherines, goin' strong on them hits
On a high speed paper chase, no time to hesitate
Y'all bitches ain't down, ain't holdin no pounds, get out my fuckin' face

[Hook]

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Get Fucked Stud – Biffy Clyro Testo della canzone

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Get Fucked Stud – Biffy Clyro

Oh my distorted smile will tighten its grip
Now somebody is asking when you will disappear
You have to believe yourself to be happy now
You can't reply on someone else to be happy

Get fucked stud it's time to kill
Only you see the sunset on amphetamines

All hands on the courtesy cunt
Get fucked stud I know you will burn in hell
For pretending to be the god of all men I demand of you
Pretend to burn in hell to be
The god of all well follow me
You're fucking right. I'm all at sea
My teeth are made of baby hair

The skyline is burning red so we'll all go down
Follow my head to survive cause it won't take us long to come round
The skyline is burning red so we'll all go down
Follow my head to survive cause it won't take us long to come round

Get fucked stud it's time to kill
Only you see the sunset on amphetamines

The skyline is burning red so we'll all go down
Follow my head to survive cause it won't take us long to come round

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Get Gassed – Bugzy Malone Testo della canzone

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Get Gassed – Bugzy Malone

Bugzy Malone
You know
Hold tight Zdot on the production
Watch this

I could do to the top what I've done to the bottom, everybody's in danger
I got dissed off a pop star, and I went sick, turned into the black Power Ranger
I done numbers on iTunes that had people thinking I was signed to a major
Any minute now I'm gonna need 100,000 volts in a bank like a taser
You're looking at the grime scene re-arranger
You're looking at the wasteman relegator
I got sent for, then I sent back
And they should have called mine a career devastator
I know there's a lot of hype in the grime scene right now and you're looking at the creator
That's because I produce so much methane gas that man call me the gas chamber
I make people hashtag #RIP and I seen the grime scene wake up
Couple man took shots but I say nizzy, cause they're clowns with no make up
Them man are playing 5-a side, I'm in the Champions league, no FA Cup
And I'm like Bane the way I popped up and pulled Batman's cape off

You're looking at a villain, villain
Man come round I'll spin 'em, spin 'em
DJ pull up the riddem, riddem
On a 0161, Manny on the map ting, man don't play
Villain, villain
Man come round I'll spin 'em, spin 'em
DJ pull up the riddem, riddem
On a 0161, Manny on the map ting, man don't play

I'ma do to the top what I've done to the bottom
Way bigger than Kim Kardashian's bottom
Somebody please get on the phone to Dot Rotten
Cause the beat on my JDZ will never be forgotten
I got a million views and I also got some brilliant views
It was like a plane went into the twin towers again when I done my Fire in the Booth
I set fire to the building, fire to the room
Fire to my new blue jeans, fire to my shoes
My man done a Tutankhamen
Cause he got wrapped up and left lying in a tomb
Now I got people on the street thinking "Is that Bugzy Malone from YouTube?"
See when I say "0161, Manny on the map", everybody get's gassed in school

If you're in school, stressed out, get gassed
If you're on the road, blacked out, get gassed
If you hear this when you're out and you're wavy
Then you better jump up and get gassed
Cause I, I, get gassed
I make the DJ pull that back
Gun fingers in the air, brap brap!
0161, Manny on the map

You're looking at a villain, villain
Man come round I'll spin 'em, spin 'em
DJ pull up the riddem, riddem
On a 0161, Manny on the map ting, man don't play
Villain, villain
Man come round I'll spin 'em, spin 'em
DJ pull up the riddem, riddem
On a 0161, Manny on the map ting, man don't play

If you're in school, stressed out, get gassed
If you're on the road, blacked out, get gassed
If you hear this when you're out and you're wavy
Then you better jump up and get gassed
Cause I, I, get gassed
I make the DJ pull that back
Gun fingers in the air, brap brap!
0161, Manny on the map

You're looking at a villain, villain
Man come round I'll spin 'em, spin 'em
DJ pull up the riddem, riddem
On a 0161, Manny on the map ting, man don't play
Villain, villain
Man come round I'll spin 'em, spin 'em
DJ pull up the riddem, riddem
On a 0161, Manny on the map ting, man don't play

Bugzy Malone
You know
0161
Manny on the map
Yeah

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Get Go – David Lee Murphy Testo della canzone

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Get Go – David Lee Murphy

Cattails soaking in kerosene
Gonna light 'em up when the sun goes down
Lined up stuck in the ground
And the prettiest girls you've ever seen
Will be showing up in a minute now
Yeah, we ain't messin' around

We gonna get it right
Right from the get go
Got the beers all nice and ice cold
We ain't here working on a halo
Ain't gonna wait to crank it up, hell no
Ain't easing in
Let the fun begin kick it up to ten
And just let it go
Gonna do it like we just got tonight
So let's get it right from the get go

It don't make no sense sitting on a fence
When you know a good times coming on
And we're playin' all the right songs
And them pretty little country things
Don't wanna wait to start shakin' it all night long
Yeah, so what are we waiting on y'all

We gonna get it right
Right from the get go
Got the beers all nice and ice cold
We ain't here working on a halo
Ain't gonna wait to crank it up, hell no
Ain't easing in
Let the fun begin kick it up to ten
And just let it go
Gonna do it like we just got tonight
So let's get it right from the get go

Cattails soaking in kerosene
Gonna light 'em up when the sun goes down
Hey, go on light 'em up now

We gonna get it right
Right from the get go
Got the beers all nice and ice cold
We ain't here working on a halo
Ain't gonna wait to crank it up, hell no
Ain't easing in
Let the fun begin kick it up to ten
And just let it go
Gonna do it like we just got tonight
So let's get it right from the get go
Right from the get go
Right from the get go
Right from the get go
Right from the get go

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Get Gone – Fiona Apple Testo della canzone

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Get Gone – Fiona Apple

How many times do I have to say
To get away-get gone
Flip your shit past another lasses
Humble dwelling
You got your game, made your shot, and you got away
With a lot, but I'm not turned-on
So put away that meat you're selling
Cuz I do know what's good for me-
And I've done what I could for you
But you're not benefiting, and yet I'm sitting
Singing again, sing, sing again
How can I deal with this, if he won't get with this
M'I gonna heal from this; he won't admit to it
Nothing to figure out; I gotta get him out
It's time the truth was out that he don't give a
Shit about me
How many times can it escalate
Till it elevates to a place I can't breathe?
And I must decide, if you must deride
That I'm much obliged to up and go
I'll idealize, then realize that it's no
Sacrifice, because the price is paid, and
There's nothing left to grieve
Fuckin go-
Cuz I've done what I could for you, and I do know what's
Good for me and I'm not benefiting, instead
I'm sitting singing again, singing again, singing again,
Sing, sing, sing again
How can I deal with this, if he won't get with this
M'I gonna heal from this; he won't admit to it
Nothing to figure out; I gotta get him out
It's time the truth was out that he don't give a
Shit about me

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Get Good – Vanessa Carlton Testo della canzone

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Get Good – Vanessa Carlton

Are the echoes coming back to you?
Is wisdom seeing patterns on a loom?
Like a blanket around you
You were weaving colors when I saw you

Put your velvet on the moonlight
Or have you lost your constellation eyes?
Well you could give it time
I wish I could be there
Wish I could make it right

Don't you worry, you'll soon be on the mend
That's no trick, that flicker of radiance
And you'll feel lucky, darling, I'm sure of it
You'll figure it out...and get good again

Na na na na na na,
Na na na na na na na

Stone wall running hills of green
A golden, dusted dandelion scene
A powder soft serene
Oh, it's been so long since powder soft serene
Yeah, it's been so long

Don't you worry, you'll soon be on the mend
That's no trick, that flicker of radiance
You'll feel lucky, darlin', I promise you this
You'll figure it out...and get good again

Na na na na na na, Na na na na na na na

You said you don't know why but you don't feel free
You know it's not true but I know what you mean
I want to thank you for being so good to me
I just wanted you to know

Are the echoes coming back to you?
Is wisdom seeing patterns on a loom?
Like a blanket around you
We'll look out for each other
I'll look out for you
We'll look out for each other

Don't you worry, you'll soon be on the mend
That's no trick, that flicker of radiance
You'll feel lucky, darlin', I'm sure of it
You'll figure it out...and get good again

Well I feel good, I, and again, and again
Well I feel good, I, and get good again

Na na na na na,
Na na na na na

In a dream,
A dandelion field in a dream
A dandelion field in a dream

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Get Got – Death Grips Testo della canzone

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Get Got – Death Grips

Get get get get
Got got got got
Blood rush to my
Head lit hot lock
Poppin’ off the
Fuckin’ block knot
Clockin’ wrist slit
Watch bent thought bot

[Verse 1]
Tail pipe draggin’ volume blastin’ bailin’ out my brain
Red light flash
Dem stop I smash
Abraxas, hydroplane, massive
Catch this flight flow
Rainin’ madness
Mastered mine and laced
The ave with black cat fish tailin’ waves of stratus
Curb right ta far left lane

Don’t wait for me, if I care
Bout anything, anywhere
Losin’ myself, I get the stares
What I’m lookin’ at, wasn’t there
(Wasn’t there)

Nothin’ out there
Can’t stay inside
Hit the bar, sleep deprived
Who drove the car
I’m still alive
Up in smoke, moon was low
How’d you know
Didn’t say I did
Whose is this, you know what this is.. but do you know

[Hook]
Fly inside out
Rot dem big shot simp slot shit but a one hit quick stop

[Verse 2]
So many ways
Ta skin the frame
Remember when
First got strange
Now I just think it life obey
So what comes next
Right away
(Right away)

Raise the cup, tilt it dry
Come black cloud
Cover the sky
Tongue thought pupil
Of your eye
Sickness moves you can’t deny
Lickin’ thought you mastermind
For mercy man cry

Yeah I’m knowin’ and
You know why
Nail thought mental
Ever dem try
Pigeon hole me get crucified
Can’t clone this edge
What’s it cost
To lose your head
Wit out end up lost
Should be askin’
Where’s the safe
Born wit a ski mask
On my face

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Lycanthropic manic cycles
Fire water burnin’ bibles
Wake up ragin’ call a taxi
Take me to the nearest city
Cell light up yeah get at me make it quick though blood im busy (get busy)

Drilled a hole into my head
Pierced the bone and
Felt the breeze
Lift my thoughts out
Dem sick bed
Wit a pair of crow
Skeleton wings
Know nothin’ since then
It seems
Been floatin’ thought
The nexus threadin’ dreams

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Get Happy – Bowling For Soup Testo della canzone

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Get Happy – Bowling For Soup

She packed her shit and she left for the city
On the 8:10 train and I still can't believe it
Man, I don't even know how we could let this happen
She slammed the door and she gave me the finger
And we fell so fast I still can't remember
You can read it yourself, it's all in the letter
Man, I don't even know how we could let this happen

Maybe you're right
we've had a good time
I'll sit around, you get yourself a new life
Go get your spot, go find your smile and get happy

Heard your back did you find what was missing?
Was it just that easy or were you mistaken
Man, I don't even know how we could let this happen
I don't even know how we could let this happen

Maybe you're right
We've had a good time
I'll sit around you get yourself a new life
Go get your spot, go find your smile
And just let it shine tonight wherever you are
I hope there's a spot (hope there's a spot)
Save me a smile
And get happy, yeah
Happy, yeah
Happy, yeah

Maybe you're right
We've had a good time
I'll sit around you get yourself a new life
Go get your spot, go find your smile
And just let it shine tonight wherever you are
I hope there's a spot (hope there's a spot)
And save me a smile
And get happy
Get happy, yeah
Get happy, yeah

Packed her shit and she left me (find your smile)
Slammed the door and she gave me (find your smile)
Guess she's back in the city (find your smile)
Man, I just hope you're happy

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Get Happy – Bowling For Soup Testo della canzone

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Get Happy – Bowling For Soup

She packed her shit and she left for the city
On the 8:10 train and I still can't believe it
Man, I don't even know how we could let this happen
She slammed the door and she gave me the finger
And we fell so fast I still can't remember
You can read it yourself, it's all in the letter
Man, I don't even know how we could let this happen

Maybe you're right
we've had a good time
I'll sit around, you get yourself a new life
Go get your spot, go find your smile and get happy

Heard your back did you find what was missing?
Was it just that easy or were you mistaken
Man, I don't even know how we could let this happen
I don't even know how we could let this happen

Maybe you're right
We've had a good time
I'll sit around you get yourself a new life
Go get your spot, go find your smile
And just let it shine tonight wherever you are
I hope there's a spot (hope there's a spot)
Save me a smile
And get happy, yeah
Happy, yeah
Happy, yeah

Maybe you're right
We've had a good time
I'll sit around you get yourself a new life
Go get your spot, go find your smile
And just let it shine tonight wherever you are
I hope there's a spot (hope there's a spot)
And save me a smile
And get happy
Get happy, yeah
Get happy, yeah

Packed her shit and she left me (find your smile)
Slammed the door and she gave me (find your smile)
Guess she's back in the city (find your smile)
Man, I just hope you're happy

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Get Happy – Doris Day Testo della canzone

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Get Happy – Doris Day

Pack up your troubles and just get happy
Ya better chase all your cares away
Sing Hallelujah, come on get happy
Get ready for the judgment day

The sun is shining, come on get happy
The Lord is waiting to take your hand
Shout Hallelujah, come on get happy
We're going to the Promised Land

We're heading 'cross the river
Gonna wash our sins in the tide
It's all so peaceful
On the other side

Forget your troubles and just get happy
Ya better chase all your cares away
Sing Hallelujah, c'mon get happy
Get ready for the judgment day

The sun is shining, come on get happy
The Lord is waiting to take your hand
Shout Hallelujah, come on get happy
We're going to the Promised Land

We're heading 'cross the river
Wash our sins away in the tide
It's all so peaceful
On the other side

We're heading 'cross the river
Wash our sins away in the tide
It's all so peaceful
On the other side

Forget your troubles and just get happy
Ya better chase your cares away!!
Sing Hallelujah, come on get happy
Get ready for the judgment day

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Get Happy – Rebecca Ferguson Testo della canzone

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Get Happy – Rebecca Ferguson

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I'm your sinner, gather 'round
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
All the sinners I have found
A land where the will forever run free
Come you sinners, just follow me

Forget your troubles and just get happy
You better chase all your cares away
Sing Hallelujah, c'mon get happy
Get ready for the Judgment Day!
The sun is shinin', c'mon get happy
The Lord is waiting to take your hand
Shout Hallelujah, c'mon get happy
We're goin' to the Promised Land!

We're headin' 'cross the river
Wash our sins away in the tide
It's all so peaceful, on the other side

Forget your troubles and just get happy
You better chase all your cares away
Sing Hallelujah, c'mon get happy
Get ready for the Judgment Day!

We're headin' across the river
Wash our sins away in the tide
It's all so peaceful, on the other side

Forget your troubles and just get happy
You better chase all your cares away
Sing Hallelujah, c'mon get happy
Get ready for the Judgment Day!

Sing Hallelujah
Sing Hallelujah
Sing Hallelujah
Sing Hallelujah c'mon get happy
C'mon c'mon get happy
C'mon c'mon get happy
Someone is waiting to take your hand

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
You better chase all your cares away

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Get Here – Paul Anka Testo della canzone

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Get Here – Paul Anka

You can reach me by railway, you can reach me by trailway
You can reach me on an airplane, you can reach me with your mind
You can reach me by caravan, cross the desert like an Arab man
I don't care how you get here, just get here if you can
You can reach me by sail boat, climb a tree and swing rope to rope
Take a sled and slide down the slope, into these arms of mine
You can jump on a speedy colt, cross the border in a blaze of hope
I don't care how you get here, just get here if you can

There are hills and mountains between us
Always something to get over
If I had my way, surely you would be closer
I need you closer oh closer

You can windsurf into my life, take me up on a carpet ride
You can make it in a big balloon, but you better make it soon
You can reach me by caravan, cross the desert like an Arab man yeah
I don't care how you get here, just get here if you can

I don't care, I need you right here right now
I need you right here right now right by my side
Yeah yeah yeah
I don't care how you get here, just get here, get here
I don't care how you get here, just get here if you can
Get here if you can

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Get Here Conchita Wurst Feat Wiener Symphoniker – Testo della canzone

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Get Here – Conchita Wurst Feat Wiener Symphoniker

You can reach me by railway, you can reach me by trailway
You can reach me on an airplane, you can reach me with your mind
You can reach me by caravan, cross the desert like an Arab man
I don't care how you get here, just get here if you can

You can reach me by sailboat, climb a tree and swing rope to rope
Take a sled and slide down slow, into these arms of mine
You can jump on a speedy colt, cross the border in a blaze of hope
I don't care how you get here, just get here if you can

There are hills and mountains between us
Always something to get over
If I had my way, then surely you would be closer
I need you closer

There are hills and mountains between us
Always something to get over
If I had my way, then surely you would be closer
I need you closer

You can windsurf into my life, take me up on a carpet ride
You can make it in a big balloon, but you better make it soon
You can reach me by caravan, cross the desert like an Arab man
I don't care how you get here, just get here if you can

I don't care, I need you right here right now
Cause I need you right here, right now, right by my side
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

I don't care how you get here, just get here if you can

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Get Hi – Danny Brown Testo della canzone

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Get Hi – Danny Brown

I'm blowing on some Miles
Something Kinda Blue
The kinda dope
You swear could make
Dreams come true
Sticky icky nugs
Real furry buzz
This my party pack
Call it the cotton club
Towel under the door
Hotboxing hotels
Security knocking
What's that smell
Ornette with a fortress
Scorching frontos on porches
Torching up the purple
Got me spinning in a circle
I'm Coltrane on Soul Plane
Propane flow game
Bitches know my name from
Cancun to Spokane
Got it in my carry on
Smoke it till its all gone
No homo but yo bitch go
Tommy Dorsey on my trombone
Hit the greenery jaws go Gillespie
Have a nigga shaking like he got epilepsy
I hit it twice then i pass it to the right
Mary Jane ya be the love of my life

Say ya had a bad day
Want the stress to go away
Just rollup
Take the pain away
And get hi
Stop talking all that jazz
Every morning I wake up
First thing I roll up
Before I get the day started
First I gotta bake up
And get hi

Ya girl just left you
You just got fired
Ya car acting up
You need new tires
Your bills all late
Anyday ya phone off
Fuck it cop a 8th
Take the load off
Baby Momma tripping
Taking you to the court
They wanna lock you up
But your daughter got new Jordans
Yo landlord knocking
Her girl cock blocking
Dealing with this bullshit
Smoke up on the constant
Living in this world
Always on the edge
So to clear yo mind
Smoke one to the head
Pockets on e
Due on ya lease
Tryna chop you down
So roll up the trees

Problem of today
Smoke it to the face
It's only for a moment
But the troubles go away
Problems of today
Smoke it to the face
It's only for a moment
But the problems go away

Say ya had a bad day
Want the stress to go away
Just roll up
And take the pain away
And get hi
Every morning I wake up
First thing I roll up
Before I get the day started
First I gotta bake up
And get hi

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Get High – “autore” Testo della canzone

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Get High –

Lemme take my dick out, insert it in her mouth
Lemme take my dick out, insert it in her mouth
This dick. This dick.This shit can bounce
Lemme take my dick out, insert it in her mouth
Get High, get high, get high, get high
Get High, get high, get high, get high

Creepin' on the moon, nigga I ain't got shit left
'Bout to hit this fuckin' stain and take some big steps
Never been a sucka. Busta niggas wanna talk shit
Till I poke they eye out with some mothafuckin' chopsticks

Back up in this bitch, nigga I ain't never been gone
Bitch you lookin' scared then you need to take yo ass home
Demons in these streets and the night is where they fuckin roam
Watch yo fuckin back and protect the ones that you love

Ain't no bitch up in my blood, ho I won't be holding back
Smack a bitch, bend her ass over hit it from the back
Roll a blunt, smoke a blunt
I'm just chillin, so relaxed
Till I have to uppercut a nigga and turn into Jax!
Bitch!

Lemme take my dick out, insert it in her mouth
Lemme take my dick out, insert it in her mouth
This dick. This dick.This shit can bounce
Lemme take my dick out, insert it in her mouth
Get High, get high, get high, get high
Get High, get high, get high, get high

I need that fire so I can get high
That sticky icky kush that give me a red eye
You know it's me never will tell you lies
I smoke about 5 grams y'all smokin that.5

Killas and fuckin' dealers all around; Bitch survive
As the world turns ima keep burnin' that fire
Fuck the police they can't catch me in the sky
Evil spirits that dwell and they try to creep at night

Killin' them bad fuckas. Send 'em off to the underground
An drop they bodies in the pit and laugh as I walk around
Never let a bitch nigga dwell in my side of town
If he make it through or if he don't we huntin' him down, BITCH!

Lemme take my dick out, insert it in her mouth
Lemme take my dick out, insert it in her mouth
This dick. This dick.This shit can bounce
Lemme take my dick out, insert it in her mouth
Get High, get high, get high, get high
Get High, get high, get high, get high

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Get High – Asap Rocky Testo della canzone

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Get High – Asap Rocky

[Intro: A$AP Rocky]
Aye lady, got something for you to buy now
Something cool, something new
Something for you to try now
I know you feel alone but I'm gonna get you high now
Now that you high, take your clothes off, and lie down

[Hook]
We get high
She said, we smoking reefer
Got her open now she hoping we get high
She said, we smoking reefer
I got her sipping now she tripping

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Come, listen, yeah I can be your E-pill
Better yet your He-pill
When it come to tricking D-pills
She say that my pipe is crack and you know I'm gonna get very ill
So I just penetrate and hit her with my needle
She need ill, to stay alive
Keep my crack in between her thighs
When she smoke she feel her high, delicate enough to make her cry
(I think she need new lungs, cause my bitch she get)

[Hook]

[Bridge]
I can be your pusher, know you need your pusher
Get it how live it when you know you need the hook up
I can get it cook up, know I got you shook up

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
I'm yo pusher, but I don't be on no corners
Put me in your nose, inhale my aroma
Shit so potent, shit stronger than ammonia
O.D. and fuck around and slip into a coma

[Hook]

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Get High – AZ Testo della canzone

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Get High – AZ

Lord knows I try
get high, get high, get high

[Verse 1:]
I got haze blue and strawberry dro and diesel
I got kush and cannabis and all shades are lethal
Enough to puff with all my people
Chunks in the truck like the stuff was legal
Nothin but dutches I'm amoungst the evils
Bongs to breathe through my first time was preeschool

[Hook:]
Get high, Get fly, Get lye

[Verse 2:]
I got tons of guns but I love that mac
Automatics love to tug those back
Snubnoses for my hoes that pack
Big toys like them boys in Iraq
Click clacks'll put your brains in your lap
Open on thats the first time I blacked

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
I got Gucci, Pradas, Louis and all
I got it for the spring, the summer, the winter, fall
I got Bagarvy shades, Chrichendiors
Tims and hoodies just for war
Suits and hardbottoms respect no law
Open in the mall the first time I Balled

[Hook]

[Verse 4:]
I got chicks thats all thick and in shape, and love it
Flicks and videos, shit, I does it
Some that cry, cum, and some thats rugged
One thats sprung when she done she hum it
One home body and one I run with
Ménage, massage, and word to God

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Lord knows I did

[Hook]

[Verse 5:]
I got cribs in the suburbs, the hood, and the city
A low crib with the wiz thats pretty
A crew crib where niggas bring biddies
A crib out mid, thats hid like Diddy's
A tropic spot out in the Caymans
A Cali spot the first time I copped

[Hook]

[Verse 6:]
I got love for thugs and hustlers period
Hate for snakes I take that serious
Respect for ballers and those that stack
Appreciation for broads with back
Death for losers that snitch and tell
My homie homes first day on bail

[Hook]

[Verse 7:]
I got 5 albums out 4 to go
A paper fetish I love the dough
Love for V's that speed and blow
Knowledge of self if you need to know
Patrone,Crissy, even Cleeko
Bitch so big I had to a pimp

Haha
I tried, I tried

[Hook]

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Get High – Big Tymers Testo della canzone

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Get High – Big Tymers

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ohhhhh
Nah just kidding, ha....ha...ha
Ay! ay ay ay!
Welcome to the side of the world where we just do
What the fuck we want to
And smoke how we wanna smoke
And fly
Up above the sky
Fly with me as I go around the world
Boys and girls, here it is

[Chorus]
Well I'ma smoke (I'm gon' smoke)
Until I choke (until I choke)
And I'ma drank (I'ma shole drank)
Until I can't (until I can't)

See I'ma smoke (yes I'ma smoke)
Until I choke (until I choke)
And I'ma dra-a-ank (I'ma drank)
Until I can't (until I can't) oh oh
Oh ye-heah

[Baby]
Smokin hydro-phonic and I'm high as a kite
Sippin on some crissy on a Saturday night
Mind on my money and my money on my mind and i got
Freaks at the teley ready to, do a nigga all day all night
Drinkin on a bottle of that seriousness
Tell that bitch that you wit to mind her bizz-a-ness
Cause she'll be under the spreads
Givin me head in a Holiday Inn
Under the cover
Drunk as a mutha fucka
Me and her friend
Got the OG goin on til 6 in the morn'
We gon' drink, we gon' smoke, we gon' make us a porn
Now tell the TRUTH, ABSOLUT make ya wanna have SEX
But BaCARDI
Make you NAUGHTY
You don't have to use X
But weed is what you need to get yo mind flowin right
But HENESSEE is ENERGY, we fuckin tonight
And RUM'll make you NUMB
Make your dick stand strong
And CHRONIC is BIONIC, make the sex last long

[Chorus]

[Mannie Fresh]
Now, y'all see, I'm at a point in my life
Where don't shit matter to me but smokin
Ya know?
They don' turned my mutha fuckin lights off
But I got a lighter, and I'm gon' smoke
And if I had 5 mutha fuckin dollas left
And I had to eat or smoke
I'm gon' mutha fuckin' smoke
Ya know?
If, if was a 5th we'd all be drunk mutha fucka

Wooo
See? That's how I get down
I'm gon' smoke til I blow up
Drink til i throw up
And pass out on somebody kitchen flo'
Roll me another fuckin fat one
And go back to the liquor sto'
Goodnight mutha fucka! (Muah!)
Smoke on!!

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Get High – Denace Testo della canzone

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Get High – Denace

[Verse 1:]
I smoke weed and put on the oldies
Vibe to the beat while I'm sipping on forties
Sit back, relax, pop a xanax, relapse
Ativan prescribed, I'm a bum like an ass, oh

[Hook x2:]
See I just wanna get high
And just chill
But they don't want me to chill
So fuck you
See I just wanna get high
And just chill
But they don't want me to chill
So fuck you

[Verse 2:]
See, I'm trying to chill on this beautiful sunday
Hop in the Hyundai, go to my friends house and pick him up to go to the rendez-
Vous, the parking lot where we smoke that sticky
Drink that sippy, get so shitty faced, then a cop rolls up slowly next to us like really?
I'm parked in a parking spot
He walks up to my window and knocks
I roll it down slowly and ask him what's wrong
And he asks "what are you guys up to?" I said "fuck you!"

[Hook x2:]
See I just wanna get high
And just chill
But they don't want me to chill
So fuck you
See I just wanna get high
And just chill
But they don't want me to chill
So fuck you

[Verse 3:]
Now grab your blunt and your weed
Your alcohol and your speed
Get your uppers when you're feelin down
And get back up and do it again
Just you and a friend back to cruising again
Higher than a motherfucker, abusin' again
Look at you lookin' dumb as your friend
Just look at him both of you got the same
Facial expression of "ughhh, what dude?"
"Someone's at the door, go get it"
"Uhm no, fuck you!"

[Hook x2:]
See I just wanna get high
And just chill
But they don't want me to chill
So fuck you
See I just wanna get high
And just chill
But they don't want me to chill
So fuck you

Yeah man. See I just wanna chill. You know, smoke my weed, drink my shit but don't get it twisted man, I ain't driving doing all that. You gotta watch out. You got DUI's and plus you don't wanna kill somebody so, so be responsible when you're doing drugs. Yeah. Be responsible doing drugs? [Laughs] Okay

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Get High – Devin The Dude Testo della canzone

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Get High – Devin The Dude

[Intro]
Say man,
Oh man look at that dude over there
Nigga trippin'
See him?
And he got
Look at all that weed he got all over him
He’s out in public
All that shit
Man he know that shit illegal
Look look
Man that fool is trippin’
Dude he’s slobbering all over his self
He ain’t got his shirt buttoned up or nuttin'
He’s sweatin'
40oz layin' on the ground and shit
What in the hell wrong with him?

Ooo ooo
Who the fuck is that nigga over there?

[Verse:]
Yeah
All y’all
Gotta forgive me if I do something wrong or say something silly
I’m high
Been this way for years
Got nothing to do with brew, weed and the pills
Cheap thrills
Higher than you can imagine
You know, right before you cash in
Why I’m feel in this way?
Cause I’ve been getting fucked up and still here today

[Chorus:]
Hiiiiiigh
Hiiiiiigh
Hiiiiiiigh
Hiiiiiiigh
I’m high

[Verse:]
All y’all
Gotta forgive me if I do something wrong or say something silly
I’m high
Been this way for years
Got nothing to do with brew, weed and the pills
Cheap thrills
Higher than you can imagine
You know, right before you cash in
Why I’m feel in this way?
Cause I’ve been getting fucked up and still here today

[Chorus:]
Hiiiiiigh
Hiiiiiigh
Hiiiiiiigh
Hiiiiiiigh
I’m high

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Get High – Merio Testo della canzone

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Get High – Merio

[Strofa 1]
Stanotte voglio strafarmi con te
Metti due dita dentro il mio gilet
Risparmiati il fiato, non servon parole
Pensavo eri meglio di me
Do le carte io, come un croupier
Noi c'amiamo, spariamo
Brindiamo e finiamo
Viviamo senza "ma" né "se"
Ti prego, resta stanotte

[Ritornello]
Baby, I wanna get high
Voglio farlo con te adesso
Tanto se là fuori piove è lo stesso
Baby, I wanna get high
L'eleganza che mi manca
Quando ti prendo da dietro in fattanza

[Strofa 2]
Baby, sai da te dipendo, cambio umore
Passo anche da schiavo a re
Senti quanto sta salendo, se
Ti prego, non fermarti, muoviti
Come sai fare, fare, fare
Resta su di me, accendi il calumet
Il cielo si apre sempre se non l'aspetti
Come lei coi fiocchetti
Tutto ok i miei difetti
Tu chi sei, se permetti?
666 nei cassetti
Come sei senza specchi
Mami, sai che non ti mollo stanotte

[Ritornello]
Baby, I wanna get high
Voglio farlo con te adesso
Tanto se là fuori piove è lo stesso
Baby, I wanna get high
L'eleganza che mi manca
Quando ti prendo da dietro in fattanza

[Strofa 3]
Stanotte voglio nutrirmi di te
Non puoi capirli i miei testi perché
Anch'io c'ho provato, beh, tempo sprecato
Ora bruciami le jeux sont fait
Mondie guapita comment tu t'appelle
Io lascio il conto alla hall nell'hotel
Dopo l'uno c'è il tre
Perché tra di noi ci sarà sempre lei che mi rilassa
Dai, fammi sognare, chiudila per me
Ti farò mettere quel culo sopra ad un coupé
Basta che giri le chiavi, mami, s'il vous plaît
Guarda nei miei occhi, gira e resta tutta la notte

[Bridge]
Baby, I wanna get high

[Strofa 4]
Ma sognando le Cayman
Plachiamo la rabbia con grammi di calma
Là chi è che ci guarda, da sotto una palma
Lo chiamano karma
Le Occhiaie da panda
Ci servono per uccidere gli standard
Quando piove in branda
Baby, lo sai che un ombrello per due non ci basta
Il sorriso che hai in tasca
È più freddo dell'ultimo uomo in Alaska
Tu spogliati e basta, tasta
Dimmi che cosa ci manca
Dai, che tra poco ritorna la faida
Il sole è là fuori che sbraita
Spezzo una paglia
Voliamo e andiamo via con l'alba

[Ritornello]
Baby, I wanna get high
Voglio farlo con te adesso
Tanto se là fuori piove è lo stesso
Baby, I wanna get high
L'eleganza che mi manca
Quando ti prendo da dietro in fattanza
Baby, I wanna get high
Voglio farlo con te adesso
Tanto se là fuori piove è lo stesso
Baby, I wanna get high
L'eleganza che mi manca
Quando ti prendo da dietro in fattanza

[Outro]
High, our love is so high
I see smoke in the mirror
As I watched our love die
Remember, my love is higher, oh
I see smoke in the mirror
As I watched our love die
Remember, my love is higher, oh
I see smoke in the mirror
As I watched our love die

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Get High On Your Love – Dennis Brown Testo della canzone

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Get High On Your Love – Dennis Brown

Get high
High, high, high, on your love
Now babe
A-get high
High, high, high, on your love
Now babe
Get high
High, high, high, on your love
Now babe
Get high
High, high, high, on your love
Now babe
Get high, high, high, on your love
Oh yeah
I wanna get high, on your love
Yea, on your love

Some people
Get high on smokin' - yea
A many a people
Get high on meditating, yea-eh
People get high anythin'
Champagne wine and diamond ring
But I, get high, on your love - well
I wanna get high, on your love
Now babe, now babe, on your love

Your love, your love, is so special to me
It's all I need to get by
Just one look in your eyes
And I'm hypnotized by your love - oh babe
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Get high, on your love

Get high
High, high, high, on your love
Now babe
I wanna get high
High, high, high, on your love
Now babe

A many a people, get high on automobile
Oh, babe
Some people, get high on taking pills, yea-eh
To reach my heights, I get high, on your love
Now babe
Whenever I see you all I wanna do is get high
On your love
Now babe, on your love

I ain't freaking, no I ain't freaking
Oh baby
Now babe, now babe, now babe
Hey, hey, ooh
Yeah now, now

Get high, yeah
I need you tonight, yeah
Yeah, now

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Get High Tonight – Busta Rhymes Testo della canzone

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Get High Tonight – Busta Rhymes

[Verse 1:]

Before I set it off and show what I'm gonna do to ya
Possess the bomb chocolate from off Lynden and Utica
My real live niggas in the place and no queen
Wave your splif high son
Fuck the bullshit
When your arms are open
My palms release the bomb
Reviving the alarm
My word is bond
Scream at niggas through the intercom
Up to date, let's roller skate
Yo my whole squad smoking aint straight unless we smoking at eight
High rate, I always produce the potion
Weed smoking got me moving slow motion like we floatin on relax ocean
All my peeps who feel high
Dont want you darkin shades, there's to much smoke up in your eye
Keep it swingin listen to all of my bells ringin
My get high has niggas wantin to start singin
And this goes out to those that smoke out the bong
And all my bitches in the place who roll they own draws

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Buy a nickel bag
Smoke a little lye
Get high tonight
Get high tonight

[Verse 2:]

Yo, bounce back you just caught the contact african black overreact
Charge
I'm bout to bench the whole wack must interact on every track
Blow this spot down niggas break fool and smoke across the world almanac
My sons that don't smoke and get high
drinkin Cognac, Hennesey, Cristal but wait
What's goin on with dat?
With the deal done sometimes I sip Jamaican white rum
Taste with a little milk, I know y'all niggas want some
Represent where you from needing some tic tacs and gum
So a nigga breath don't blahhh!!!
Get high, then i get fly
When i be shopping at the atrium
Smoking in the center of Yankee stadium
Stand strong, yes we rock on and on
The Flipmode stamps all of my songs
They get a place them niggas must perfrom
Smoke till your brain fry
So high you can't open your eye
My niggas need to just

[Chorus 5X]

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Get Higher – Cypress Hill Testo della canzone

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Get Higher – Cypress Hill

[6 seconds instrumental]

[Chorus: B-Real]
We ridas! - The only life that I know.
Ignite us! - Lay 'em down and low.
Get higher! - Kush is all that we smoke.
You dyin'! - I thought I told ya before! [x2]

[B-Real:]
We ride slow. - My stacks so fly
Kush we blow is gettin' me high!
Bless my soul. - Time flies by,
Chasin' that dough is gettin' me high!
We ride high on the flow with the drummer, son.
Inhale, exhale, hit another one!
Breathe in breathe out, another summer, son!
Smoke 'em out! Understand where I'm coming from.
Anytime, anywhere, put it on the line
When the smoke clears all your shit is mine.
Big banks, big moves, steady poppin' up
Like the cork in the bottle. - Under 30, tho!
We unstoppable! - All you bitches gotta go
Any audible you call is comical! [echoes]

[Chorus]

[Bridge: Female]
Oh, oh! [scratches] Oh! [scratches] Oh, yeaaaah! [scratches]
Oh, oh! [scratches] Ooh! [scratches] Oh, oh yeaaaah! [scratches]

[Sen Dog:]
Get respect for the words I say (for the words I say!)
And the veterano styles that I rep' all day. (that I rep' all day!)
Caught on the park, got the Kush one day (got the Kush one day!)
Flippin' up the cops, cause I just got made. (cause I just got made!)
Operation, major street function (street function!)
Legendary speakers run deep protection. (run deep protection!)
Distribution network - is endless! (is endless!)
Won't pay good money for these sentences. (for these sentences!)
Messages that reaches the masses (that reaches the masses!)
For those who love - the Cannabis and Hashish! (the Cannabis and Hashish!)
Get money - and my roll oooon!
Take a plane. - Life is soooo bomb!
Cypress Hill dwells amongst the highest (dwells amongst the highest!)
And you be hooked since the first time you try it. [echoes]

[Bridge]

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

[B-Real:]
The weak die fast, the strong live hard
And we're about to get it on son in every regard!
I don't even know the meaning of quit! - You ain't shit!
You ain't fit! -You can't flip! - You can't spit!
When the club jumps, you can't sit!
Impacts on the wall something you can't get!
You need a little heart but you thin man
Got you on the yellow brick looking for the wizard like tin man!
Been in the game call me MVP
All your friends come with me to the VIP.
Where we - blow them trees and hold them G's
And all the birds in the flock distract referees.
We blow - out like a thief in the middle of the night. - Game so tight!
Can't understand how they make on right!
The Hill on the other hand feels so right.
Just might - hit your block and change your light. - Let's go!

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

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Get Him Back – Fiona Apple Testo della canzone

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Get Him Back – Fiona Apple

One man, he disappoint me
He give me the gouge and he take my glee
Now every other man I see
Remind me of the one man who disappoint me

But wait till I get him back
He won't have a back to scratch
Yeah, keep turning that chin
And you will see my
Face as I figure how to kill what I cannot catch

So I say, and on I go
To another one to disappoint me so

Next one up, a contemptible snob
He live to put things in their place
He did a commendable job
He put himself so low
He can hardly even look me in the face

O, he made my blood just burn
I flipped so far, I thought that I would not return

But the last one I had who was getting my hopes up
I might've been a little fast to dismiss
I think he let me down, when he didn't disappoint me
He didn't always guess right, but he usually got my gist

So wait till I get him back
I'm gonna bring him home and I'll watch him unpack
Yeah keep turning that chin
And you will see my face is fixed on the one
I'm gonna get back

I'm gonna get him back
I am
I'm gonna get him back
I really am

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Get Home – Angus & Julia Stone Testo della canzone

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Get Home – Angus & Julia Stone

If I ever, ever did stray
Would you come back
Come back to me?
But you can't follow a dog home
No you can't call a dog home
If you don't know his name

Just as long as you gon' get home
You get home
Just as long as you gon' get home
You get home

Oh, she's a million miles away
Oh, a million shores and bays
And all I can think about is sailing by
Having you here by my side
Oh stay here with me, don't go
Oh stay here with me, don't go

Just as long as you gon' get home
You get home
Just as long as you gon' get home
You get home
[x2]

Oh you're bleeding out your heart
For the one you love
Oh you're bleeding out your heart
For the one you love
Oh you're bleeding out your heart
For the one you love
Oh you're bleeding out your heart
For the one you love

Just as long as you gon' get home
You get home
Just as long as you gon' get home
You get home
[x2]

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Get Hyper – Cash Cash Testo della canzone

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Get Hyper – Cash Cash

Get hyper, ge-ge-ge get hyper
Come and get hyper, put your hands in the air like we wish you hyper
I'm looking so good
girl you're looking so good tonight
I've been wearing this crown
I'm the king of the whole town
Going on and make a scene
Baby girl, wanna be my queen?
Gonna get this group?
Everybody got eyes on us
Get up and say
Eh-oh (eh-oh) (eh-oh)
Everybody say hey (hey) (hey)
Make people stop and stare
We just getting startet tonight
Come and get hyper [x2]
Get no worry
We don't care
We just wanna party tonight
Come and get hyper
Put your hands in the air like we wish you hyper
Come and get hyper [x3]
Put your hands in the air like we wish you hyper
Come and get hyper (Side to side)
Come and get hyper (Left to ride)
Come and get hyper
Put your hands in the air like we wish you hyper
I'm popping my fiss
Cause I'm a new jersey bitch
But I'm still gazone
Now I'm gonna lose control
All the girls say
Eh-oh (eh-oh)
(eh-oh)
All the boys say Hey (Hey) (Hey)
Make the people stop and stare
We just getting startet tonight
Come and get hyper [x2]
Get no worry we don't care
We just wanna party tonight
Come and get hyper
Put your hands in the air like we wish you hyper
Come and get hyper [x3]
Put your hands in the air like we wish you hyper
Come and get hyper (Side to side)
Come and get hyper (Left to ride)
Come and get hyper
Put your hands in the air like we wish you hyper
Cash cash wanna make a plans cause gonna get your boyfriend Cane
Put your hands up side to side
Cause you a little little Wayne
You got da Ryan all the time
CeCe get down
He's got the photo cam to fourteen cam
Get hyper, ge-ge-ge get hyper [x2]
We just getting startet tonight
Get hyper, ge-ge-ge-ge get hyper
Ge-ge-ge-ge get hyper
We just wanna party tonight
Everybody say eh-oh (eh-oh) (eh-oh)
Make the people stop and stare
We just getting startet tonight
Come and get hyper [x2]
Get no worry we don't care
We just wanna party tonight
Come and get hyper
Put your hands in the air like we wish you hyper
Come and get hyper [x3]
Put your hands in the air like we wish you hyper
Come and get hyper (Side to side)
Come and get hyper (Left to ride)
Come and get hyper put your hands in the air like we wish you hyper

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Get In Deeper Feat DiRTY RADiO – Testo della canzone

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Get In Deeper – Feat DiRTY RADiO

Oooh honey honey
You know that we've just begun
Oooh twenty twenty
I got you in my vision
Oooh money money
I want it in my fingers
Oooh, Mary Mary
We about to get in deeper

Get in deeper

Get in deeper

Bright supernova
When you're in my system
This rollercoaster
Don't need no supervision
Sing hallelujah
Ain't against my religion
Ooh Mary Mary
We about to get in deeper, get in deeper

Get in deeper

Get in deeper

Want you to be my healer
Getting me off this fever
Want you to be my healer
Cause we about to get in deeper

Get in deeper

Get in deeper

Get in deeper

Get in deeper

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Get In Deeper – DiRTY RADiO Testo della canzone

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Get In Deeper – DiRTY RADiO

Oooh honey honey
You know that we've just begun
Oooh twenty twenty
I got you in my vision
Oooh money money
I want it in my fingers
Oooh, Mary Mary
We about to get in deeper

Get in deeper

Get in deeper

Bright supernova
When you're in my system
This rollercoaster
Don't need no supervision
Sing hallelujah
Ain't against my religion
Ooh Mary Mary
We about to get in deeper, get in deeper

Get in deeper

Get in deeper

Want you to be my healer
Getting me off this fever
Want you to be my healer
Cause we about to get in deeper

Get in deeper

Get in deeper

Get in deeper

Get in deeper

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Get In Line – B.G. Testo della canzone

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Get In Line – B.G.

("One! Two! Three! Kick it!")

[Juvenile]
Nigga know I hate his guts, so he don't cross my path
'Cause he know I've been survivin' all of the wars I had
Bitch-nigga called hisself killin' my dog
But he didn't, though, so I'm tyin' up him and his broad
Betta say somethin', and it betta be what I wanna hear
I'm listenin' - scary bitches started shittin' and pissin'
You might see him on a milk carton, dog - he still missin'
Somebody might catch him up on a hook when they fishin'
Look, I've been itchin' to get bitches, money, and jewels
I know some nigga's got a package - I'ma run with the fool
Through the years older playaz told me to keep my head strong
'Cause niggas is followers, and some of 'em led wrong
But if I bust a cap in 'em, I will be dead wrong
They don't know what's happenin', and I ain't gonna say it to 'em
'Cause bitches be catchin' conversation inspectin'
And fuck up and give them people some bad information

[Hook - Juvenile]
Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me
Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity - that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three
("One! Two! Three! Kick it!")

[Juvenile]
You'se a certified clown in my eyes
That's the reason why half of your hood got shit bags on your side
You talk a good game, but you a ho when they ride
Nigga don't have to look for you - they know you inside
You probly got your tail in your ass, your thumb in your mouth
Protected custody so you don't come in your house
Motherfucker, where all the shit you said you was 'bout?
Let you tell it - you been 'bout bustin' heads in the south

[B.G.]
Can't be fuckin' with no lame, fake,
ain't even gon' watch your back, nigga
Get popped - can't handle the pressure and rat, nigga
Take the whole clique down runnin' his lips
Can't come back in the bricks now, he'll get flipped
It's a cold game, but I don't give a fuck, my nigga
I feel threatened by anybody, I'ma bust that nigga up my nigga
Then go get a mill, fuck my bitch -
I take this game to heart, unless niggas disagree

[Hook - Juvenile]

[B.G.]
I'm a lil' man - stand my ground no matter what
Glock glued to my hand - there's no one you can trust
Niggas turned on they own nigga behind Geez
If I think they won't turn on me, I'm outta luck
So I roll first - cock and shoot first
Gotta stay over the head to duck a T-shirt
You want beef? You want war? You want me?
Nothin' between us but air and opportunity
Don't talk 'bout what you gon' do - do it, nigga
'Cause you're wastin' your breath - go 'head, prove it, nigga
Shit's real - I ain't got time to fake
Time's money - I ain't got time to waste
But on the straight with me bein' real
To let others' niggas know I don't fake - ya gotta get killed
Oh, bitch-nigga playin' with a rich nigga like me
Ya wind up six feet, clown

[Hook - Juvenile]
Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me
Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity - that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three
("One! Two! Three! Kick it!")

Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me
Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity - that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three
("K-k-kick it!")

Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me
Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity - that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three

[Juvenile talking]
Step up!
Wherever the fuck you is, nigga
Don't throw a motherfuckin' brick
and hide your hand like a ol' pussy-ass, nigga
("One! Two! Three! Kick it!")
Come out to the light, nigga - let me see who you is
You wan' do me somethin' or harm my kids, nigga, show your face
Make it known you're beefin' with me
Know wh'I'm sayin'
Ol' scary-ass nigga gon' hide
Come out here, playa - catch me all over New Orleans, nigga
On the block, in the hood, wherever
B.G., nigga, always on V.L.
We gon' keep it real - know wh'I'm sayin'

("One! Two! Three! Kick it!")

("One! Two! Three! Kick it!")

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Get In Line – Simon Curtis Testo della canzone

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Get In Line – Simon Curtis

Gonna tell you a little story
About a boy and his beats
And how he made an army
He took a long gaze up at the sky
And said "that's where I'm gonna be"
God I really need to be
Get me to the place where I can be free
To live how I want to
And let me do me
Gotta make a change immediately
Gonna do it on my own
Just watch and you'll see

I'll make myself an army out of people I love
Soldiers who will fight
Who will give it all up
And when the day comes
I will give it all away
To every single one of them
And what will they say?
They gonna give up their life
They gonna give it their all
They gonna give their everything
I'm gonna give up my life
I'm gonna give it my all
I'm gonna give my everything

Come on get in line with me
Throw your hands up for the fight of the century
Come on tear some shit up with me
Time to round up cause we're filling out the infantry
Eh
Are you gonna lead tell me what do you say?
If you're gonna sign better do it today
Are we gonna win?
Hell definitely
Eh
Get in line with me

Me

So this is the begging
The beginning of the end
The ending of the battle that I know we're gonna win
And though it's been a very long and difficult road
I've got a military full of people who I know

They gonna give up their life
They gonna give it their all
They gonna give their everything
I'm gonna give up my life
I'm gonna give it my all
I'm gonna give my everything

Come on get in line with me
Throw your hands up for the fight of the century
Come on tear some shit up with me
Time to round up cause we're filling out the infantry
Eh
Are you gonna lead tell me what do you say?
If you're gonna sign better do it today
Are we gonna win?
Hell definitely
Eh
Get in line with me

Are you gonna lead

Ooh yeah

Come on get in line with me
Throw your hands up for the fight of the century
Come on tear some shit up with me
Time to round up cause we're filling out the infantry
Eh
Are you gonna lead tell me what do you say?
If you're gonna sign better do it today
Are we gonna win?
Hell definitely
Eh
Get in line with me

Come on get in line with me
Throw your hands up for the fight of the century
Come on tear some shit up with me
Time to round up cause we're filling out the infantry
Eh
Are you gonna lead tell me what do you say?
If you're gonna sign better do it today
Are we gonna win?
Hell definitely
Eh
Get in line with me

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Get In The Way – Kevin Gates Testo della canzone

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Get In The Way – Kevin Gates

If you get in the way, I want to clean up brigade
Beat up your face
No surrender, me no run away
If you get in the way, I want to clean up brigade
Beat up your face
No surrender, me no run away

Last time I checked, I wasn't soft on these streets
Bled and fought, win, lose, or draw on these streets
Rob a seven fifty, got taught on these streets
Open shopping, hotels
Serve raw on these streets
Jumps feel tough and the shot gun pop one
Wanted me a mouth-piece but Bow Wow's got one
Eatin' when they sleepin'
Feedin' my aggression
Ease when they be, watch them freeze under pressure
Lyrically inclined I post and represent
Shit no, sick flow
Throw some medicine
X-Macmilicon
Young, black militant
Cash on the stash god damn, magnificent

Might as well sag my pants everywhere I go
You know I'mma show my ass everywhere I go
I say, might as well sag my pants everywhere I go
You know I'mma show my ass everywhere I go

If you get in the way, I want to clean up brigade
Beat up your face
No surrender, me no run away
If you get in the way, I want to clean up brigade
Beat up your face
No surrender, me no run away

2002, close case
I shot him in the face (no surrender, me no run away)
I couldn't get at the nigga, so I made it my point to get at his bitch
Check me out, look
Up in sovereign when I saw you dancin'
Approach her from behind like do ya damn ting
She tellin' me she feelin my Jamaican accent
So I walked up by the leavy trying to break her back-in

She pullin' on my dreads she call me Mr. Lova
I'm send me love to Shabba Ranks, she call me Mr. Lova
She pullin' on my dreads she call me Mr. Lova
I'm send me love to Shabba Ranks, she call me Mr. Lova

We're all going on a summer holiday
Hustle in the drow, we can run the holiday
We're all going on a summer holiday
Hustle in the drow, tryna run the holiday

Might as well sag my pants everywhere I go
You know Ima show my ass everywhere I go
I say, might as well sag my pants everywhere I go
You know Ima show my ass everywhere I go

If you get in the way, I want to clean up brigade
Beat up your face
No surrender, me no run away
If you get in the way, I want to clean up brigade
Beat up your face
No surrender, me no run away
...

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Get In, Fit In – “autore” Testo della canzone

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Get In, Fit In –

Everyone Wants To Be Like The Other
Look Around And You Will Discover
Take A Chance And Try Something Different
Don't Be Scared You Might Make A Difference

Some People Might Call You Crazy
And They May Laugh At You And Says You A Fool
But You Cant Care what they say cause
Before You Know It They'll Be Following You

Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da [x3]

Get In Fit In Get Out Get Out [x2]
If U Want Some Come Get Some
You Don't Want None Come Get Some

Say Ichi, Ni, San
Ichi, Ni, San

Get In Fit In Get Out Get Out [x2]

Try So Hard To Copy My Style
Take A Lesson Ill Show You How
But Why Not Try To Do Something Different
Take A Chance You Might Make A Difference

Some People Might Call You Crazy
And They May Laugh At You And Says You A Fool
But You Cant Care what they say cause
Before You Know It They'll Be Following You

Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da [x3]

Get In Fit In Get Out Get Out [x2]
If U Want Some Come Get Some
You Don't Want None Come Get Some

Say Ichi, Ni, San
Ichi, Ni, San

Get In Fit In Get Out Get Out [x2]

[Talking:]
Now This Ones For Everybody Thats Right
I Need For You To Try Something Different
Now You Can Move Move How You Want It
And You Can Do Do What You Wanted
Thats Right I Said It

Get In Fit In Get Out Get Out [x2]
If U Want Some Come Get Some
You Don't Want None Come Get Some

Say Ichi, Ni, San
Ichi, Ni, San

Get In Fit In Get Out Get Out [x2]

Some People Might Call You Crazy
And They May Laugh At You And Says You A Fool
But You Cant Care what they say cause
Before You Know It They'll Be Following You

Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da [x3]

Thats Right I'm Done

Ichi, Ni, San
Ichi, Ni, San

Do [x14]

Ichi, Ni, San

Do [x14]

Ichi, Ni, San

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Get Inside – Letoa e dolf – Testo e Traduzione in Italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Livello
Fratello, ti amo così tanto, letoa, sei una merda
Cacciatrice, uccidi {?}
Sì

Puttana, ho una glock, quindi perché parli bene?
Chiuso e carico, meglio entrare (grra, grra)
Fallo per mia madre, lo metto nella mia vita
Sono stato stressato, non riesco a dormire la notte
Ho lavorato, ti stai rilassando
Cagna, sono nella cabina a prendere gli scaffali (sto entrando negli scaffali)
In movimento, cagna, sono a piede libero, come mi sono guadagnato da vivere rappando (come?)
Puttana, ho una glock, quindi perché parli bene?
Chiuso e carico, meglio entrare (grra, grra)
Fallo per mia madre, lo metto nella mia vita
Sono stato stressato, non riesco a dormire la notte
Ho lavorato, ti stai rilassando
Cagna, sono nella cabina a prendere gli scaffali (sto ottenendo gli scaffali)
In movimento, cagna, sono a piede libero, come mi sono guadagnato da vivere rappando (ayy)

Io sono come l'oca, eh
Sono nello stu', ne prendiamo in abbondanza
Questa merda sta diventando pesante, sono pronto a sparare (fra)
I tiratori intorno a me come truppe
Arrivare a tre, non tre, non due
Hai Steez? nah, non ha idea
Hai del manzo? nah, non ha nemmeno da mangiare (ah!)
Ho preso una borsa e l'ho riempita di blu (banda)
Bloccato nella mia borsa come se fosse piena di colla (sì)
Sono in movimento, sì, sono stato nuovo (ci sono andato)
Io e i miei fratelli ci mettiamo dentro (sì)

Sto per farmi una capriola (sì)
Come se lo facessi finché non tocco l'aria
Sono stato nel taglio come una figa
Ho fatto troppo, ma sto pensando che è tempo di diventare ricchi (tempo di diventare ricchi)
Non spostare questa tazza, mi sono alzato troppo
E la giornata non è finita, non stiamo fottendo con loro (cagna)
Sono nel benz e io b.b. la cintura
Dixies e bb's, li mandiamo in onda
Ho detto alla mia ragazza di andare a fare un {?} (cosa?)
Mi ha detto {?} (ah)
Ho {?} (va bene)
Sto guadagnando soldi, raddoppierò il conto (va bene)
Ho preso la benzina e battiamo per la sterlina
E li sto arrotolando e li sto gonfiando (sì)

Puttana, ho una glock, quindi perché parli bene?
Chiuso e carico, meglio entrare (grra, grra)
Fallo per mia madre, lo metto nella mia vita
Sono stato stressato, non riesco a dormire la notte
Ho lavorato, ti stai rilassando
Cagna, sono nella cabina a prendere gli scaffali (sto entrando negli scaffali)
In movimento, cagna, sono a piede libero, come mi sono guadagnato da vivere rappando (come?)
Puttana, ho una glock, quindi perché parli bene?
Chiuso e carico, meglio entrare (grra, grra)
Fallo per mia madre, lo metto nella mia vita
Sono stato stressato, non riesco a dormire la notte
Ho lavorato, ti stai rilassando
Cagna, sono nella cabina a prendere gli scaffali (sto ottenendo gli scaffali)
In movimento, cagna, sono a piede libero, come mi sono guadagnato da vivere rappando

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Get Inside – Letoa dolf


Level
Bro, love you so much, letoa, you the shit
Slayer, kill {?}
Yeah

Bitch, i got a glock, so why you talkin' nice?
Locked and loaded, better get inside (grra, grra)
Do this for my mom, i put that on my life
I been stressin', i can't sleep at night
I been workin', you relaxin'
Bitch, i'm in the booth gettin' racks in (i'm gettin' racks in)
On the move, bitch, i'm on the loose, how i made a livin' off of rappin' (how?)
Bitch, i got a glock, so why you talkin' nice?
Locked and loaded, better get inside (grra, grra)
Do this for my mom, i put that on my life
I been stressin', i can't sleep at night
I been workin', you relaxin'
Bitch, i'm in the booth gettin' racks in (i'm gettin' racks)
On the move, bitch, i'm on the loose, how i madе a livin' off of rappin' (ayy)

I be like the goosе, huh
I'm in the stu', we get plenty
This shit gettin' heavy, i'm ready to shoot (frra)
Shooters around me like troops
Gettin' to three, not three, not two
Got steez? nah, he got no clue
Got beef? nah, he ain't even got no food (ha!)
I got a bag and i filled it with blue (gang)
Stuck in my bag like it's filled with some glue (yeah)
I'm on the move, yeah, i been goin' new (been goin')
Me and my brothers get w's in (yeah)

I'm 'bout to make me a w flip (yeah)
Like i'm doin' this till i'm touchin' the air
I been in the cut like pussy
I been doin' to much, but i'm thinking that it's time to get rich (time to get rich)
Don't move this cup, i been goin' too up
And the day is not up, we not fuckin' with them (bitch)
I'm in the benz and i b.b. the belt
Dixies and bb's, we airin' 'em out
I told my girl to go do a {?} (what?)
She told me {?} (ah)
I got {?} (okay)
I'm gettin' money, i double the count (okay)
I got the gas and we pound for the pound
And i'm rollin' 'em up, and i'm puffin' them down (yeah)

Bitch, i got a glock, so why you talkin' nice?
Locked and loaded, better get inside (grra, grra)
Do this for my mom, i put that on my life
I been stressin', i can't sleep at night
I been workin', you relaxin'
Bitch, i'm in the booth gettin' racks in (i'm gettin' racks in)
On the move, bitch, i'm on the loose, how i made a livin' off of rappin' (how?)
Bitch, i got a glock, so why you talkin' nice?
Locked and loaded, better get inside (grra, grra)
Do this for my mom, i put that on my life
I been stressin', i can't sleep at night
I been workin', you relaxin'
Bitch, i'm in the booth gettin' racks in (i'm gettin' racks)
On the move, bitch, i'm on the loose, how i made a livin' off of rappin'

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Get Into It (Yuh) – Doja Cat Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Sì, ehi
Ehi, ehi

Dicono che ho appena ricevuto un dollaro
Entra dentro, yuh
Esci con un camion (Ah)
Entraci, yuh (Yuh)
Se vai in chiesa
Ho detto ""Dacci dentro, eh""
Se non ha un culo
Adesso, cazzo, entraci dentro, yuh
Dicono che ho appena ricevuto un dollaro
Entra dentro, yuh
Fai un salto con un camion
Entra dentro, yuh
Se vai in chiesa
Entra dentro, yuh
Se non ha un culo
Cazzo entraci dentro, y

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Get Into It (Yuh) – Doja Cat


Yeah, ey
Hey, ey

They say I just got a buck
Get into it, yuh
Pop out with a truck (Ha)
Get into it, yuh (Yuh)
If you go to church
I said "Get into it, yuh"
If she ain't got a butt
Now fuckin' get into it, yuh
They say I just got a buck
Get into it, yuh
Pop out with a truck
Get into it, yuh
If you go to church
Get into it, yuh
If she ain't got a butt
Fuckin' get into it, yuh

Yeah, you just wanna party
You just wanna lap dance
You just wanna pop up on these clowns like you're the Batman
You just wanna ball out in designer with your best friends
You don't wanna talk no more about it in the past tense
Get me out my zone, I'm just talkin', "Come for it, shawty"
I ain't give you nothin' you can come for, shawty
I got plenty things you make a run for, shawty
Call him Ed Sheeran, he in love with my body

They say I just got a buck
Get into it, yuh
Pop out with a truck (Ha)
Get into it, yuh (Yuh)
If you go to church
I said "Get into it, yuh"
If she ain't got a butt
Now fuckin' get into it, yuh
They say I just got a buck
Get into it, yuh
Pop out with a truck
Get into it, yuh
If you go to church
Get into it, yuh
If she ain't got a butt
Fuckin' get into it, yuh

Y'all need to get into the jet like a piranha
Y'all need to get into my jet like y'all need water
On me, it's only head to toe Balenciaga
On me, y'all bitches better 'yuh' like Ariana
If they ever tryna neck, I'll put my foot up in your caca
Call your mama and your papa
Like I'm finna take your dadda
Turn that bitch into a soccer ball and rocka, rocka, rocka
Get into it like a suit
And fuck her stacka like a backa

They say I just got a buck (Yuh)
Get into it, yuh (Yeah)
Pop out with a truck
Get into it, yuh (Pop out, pop out)
If you go to church
I said "Get into it, yuh"
If she ain't got a butt
Now fuckin' get into it, yuh
They say I just got a buck
Get into it, yuh (Ayy)
Pop out with a truck
Get into it, yuh (Yeah)
If you go to church
Get into it, yuh
If she ain't got a butt
Fuckin' get into it, yuh

Thank you, Nicki, I love you
Got that big rocket launcher

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Get Into You – Dannii Minogue Testo della canzone

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Get Into You – Dannii Minogue

I gave you my everything
I gave you all my time
I never knew, that love would bring
Pain into my life
You broke my heart again
When you told me lies
I can't stand to look at you
Boy you've got to tell me

Why
Why you had to take so much from me
'Cos you were taking me for granted
It's my life
And you were just attracted physically
I'm gonna get you back

I've got to get into your mind
Until I get you back
I won't be satisfied
I've got to get into your head
But don't want your love
I want your soul instead

Feel's like I've woken up
And now I see the light
You thought I'd be broken up
Tossin' turnin' every night
All that I want from you
Is what you took from me
Now I want everything
Boy you got to tell me

Why
Why you had to take so much for free
When I was tellin' everybody
You were mine
I guess this is the way it has to be
I'm gonna get you back

I've got to get into your mind
Until I get you back
I won't be satisfied
I've got to get into your head
But don't want your love
I want your soul instead

I've got to get into your mind
Until I get you back
I won't be satisfied
I've got to get into your head
But don't want your love
I want your soul instead

Dig it out now, Ooh

Boy you got to tell me
Why
Why you had to take so much from me
'Cos you were taking me for granted
It's my life
And you were just attracted physically
I'm gonna get you back

I've got to get into your mind
Until I get you back
I won't be satisfied
I've got to get into your head
But don't want your love
I want your soul instead

I've got to get into your mind
Until I get you back
I won't be satisfied
I've got to get into your head
But don't want your love
I want your soul instead

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Get Involved – Craig David Testo della canzone

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Get Involved – Craig David

[JP Cooper & Craig David:]
I don't wanna be a part of this same struggle no longer
Baby comes knocking on my door, I hide behind the sofa
I remember ten years younger I didn't have a problem
I wish I could be there again
I wish that we could've stayed friends
Why do you wanna stay friends?
I really don't mean no offense, oh no
She leave you, if you had the chance
If you didn't pick her up in your benz, oh no
When she hold you down, I think no sir
I gold digger, I already told ya
Different girls it's just part of their culture
So why you keep getting involved for?

Why I gotta get involved?
Keep getting involved
Getting involved with those games
Why I gotta get involved?
Keep getting involved
Getting involved

[Craig David:]
Why ya keep getting involved?
Getting involved
Why ya keep getting involved?
Getting involved

[JP Cooper & Craig David:]
Lately it seems, wherever I go, the trouble will follow
Now every night I'm locking my doors and closing my windows
I remember ten years younger there's no problems
I wish I could be there again (yeah)
I wish that we could've stayed friends
I ain't like your other friends
I ain't sitting on the fence, oh no
Too blind to see what she doing
But I can see through her pretends, oh no
So brother come home, don't be foolish
I'm your boy and I not gon' let you do this
I know you understand what the truth is
Brush this chick off, let her hand in her notice

Why I gotta get involved?
Keep getting involved
Getting involved with those games
Why I gotta get involved?
Keep getting involved
Getting involved

[Craig David:]
Why ya keep getting involved?
Getting involved
Why ya keep getting involved?
Getting involved

Maybe he was right, maybe I was wrong
Maybe I've been far too close to see what's going on
That don't change the situation
You don't need no education
Sitting there procrastinating
I be off, I'll see you later

Why I gotta get involved?
Keep getting involved
Getting involved with those games
Why I gotta get involved?
Keep getting involved
Getting involved
Why I gotta get involved?
Keep getting involved
Getting involved with those games
Why I gotta get involved?
Keep getting involved
Getting involved

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Get It (DT) – Big Sean Testo della canzone

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Get It (DT) – Big Sean

Yo! It's money time!
Yezzir...

[Hook: Pharrell]
I'm tryna stuff em until I can't fit no more
I'm talking Donald Trump level
I'm trying to get these dreams off the ground
All aboard for the shuttle
All the hoes, screaming "ho! "
That nigga go, go for the goal

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Okay, B-I, B-I, bitch I do it to death
If I come in with half, bet I leave with the rest
OK, you might be cool getting 50%
I'm like "fuck you doing? I need Diddy percent! "
Got a million on line 1 and
Another mil' dialing in, momma on line 4
Telling me how much not to spend
'Ye on line 3 telling me how we about to win
You on hold tryna get conferenced in
I just I just gotta have it, imagined and
Made it happen, I prayed about it and grabbed it
My life is a fucking movie, the baddest bitches
Get casted, I'm in a race with myself to see
Who could get it the fastest
HUH
Sipping on shit older than me
The warmer the weather, the colder the drink
The colder the weather, the warmer the mink
I'm living life like a found a fucking check
With no ink - I get it

[Hook: Pharrell]
I'm tryna stuff em until I can't fit no more
I'm talking Donald Trump level
I'm trying to get these dreams off the ground
All aboard for the shuttle
All the hoes! be Screaming "ho! "
That nigga go, go from the goal
Get it, get it, nigga we gonna get it
Get it, get it, nigga you gonna get it

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Whoa! The sky never seemed so low
Looking at a life you've never seen so close
I had a dream about a trillion in cash
It's time to make it happen!
I'm back to dreaming what you can't imagine
Talking cash, that you got to fake a accent
I've broke enough tree down that I could make a cabin
Look: I turn all my problems to ash
All my wants into haves and then divided by half
Pass it on to my man, write my will out then
Pass it on to my fam and finally become a man
I had a dream I was greatest of all time
Greatest of all Big's, and greatest of all Sean's
Sipping on shit older than me
The warmer the weather, the colder the drink
The colder the weather, the warmer the mink
I'm living life like a found a fucking check
With no ink - I get it

[Hook: Pharrell]

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GET IT – Black Eyed Peas Testo della canzone

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GET IT – Black Eyed Peas

[will.i.am:]
Life is so wonderful
Life is so beautiful
Life is amazing
Life can be terrible
Life is unbearable
Life is just crazy
Life is terrific, it's also horrific
It's a magnificent painting
If life is a gift
If life is a bitch then I'm bout to get it
I'm bout to get it
I'm bout to get it, get it all
I'm bout to get it
I'm bout to get it, get it all
I'm bout to, I'm bout to get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it all

All I wanna do is win
Man I've been winning since way back when
In my mind's eye had a Maybach back then
Fast forward now, Maybach's wasn't in
Getting out the project was the project
Momma said "progress is the process"
I was paid less shopped at the Payless
Now my ass is living in a nice address
Feeling like a champ living up [?]
Way back when I just wanted dope feeling
A Kangol and a tracksuit from Adidas
Now we over here selling 80, 000 seaters
Now they wanna see us when we coming to the town
Cause we number one with the champion sound
We be falling up, never falling down
Keep it at a high level, elevated ground

Life is so wonderful
Life is so beautiful
Life is amazing
Life can be terrible
Life is unbearable
Life is just crazy
Life is terrific, it's also horrific
It's a magnificent painting
If life is a gift
If life is a bitch then I'm bout to get it
I'm bout to get it
I'm bout to get it, get it all
I'm bout to get it
I'm bout to get it, get it all
I'm bout to, I'm bout to get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it all

[apl.de.ap:]
Y'all need to focus on this
Apl was ESL in this bitch
That means English is my second language
From Angeles to Los Angeles
No handouts, they don't wanna hand me shit
Now they analyze me calling all the analysts
Now they realize that I'm the catalyst
On the Bob Marley shit, I'm the activist
And no I'm not talking bout no cannabis
Born Filipino, born philanthropist
I know I wouldn't be the guy bout the bullshit
[?] all about the school shit
You two know where the edge is
Gotta have knowledge, know where the ledge is
Bridging the gap [?]
Ordinary people we the John Legends

[will.i.am:]
Life is so wonderful
Life is so beautiful
Life is amazing
Life can be terrible
Life is unbearable
Life is just crazy
Life is terrific, it's also horrific
It's a magnificent painting
If life is a gift
If life is a bitch then I'm bout to get it
I'm bout to get it
I'm bout to get it, get it all
I'm bout to get it
I'm bout to get it, get it all
I'm bout to, I'm bout to get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it all

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Get It – Britney Spears Testo della canzone

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Get It – Britney Spears

And it hit my heart
and it hit you hard
And I lose control
and I hit the floor

And I say
Hey, what's your name?
I am here
Going insane
I wanna get
Hit it off
Like I need
So pissed off

And I say
Hey, what's your name?
I am here
Going insane (no)

Gotta go, gotta go yeah yeah
Get it yeah (oh)
Gotta go, gotta go, yeah yeah (oh)
Gotta go, Gotta go, Gotta go yeah yeah

Get it, Get it, it won't take
Get it, Get it, it's the way
Get it, Get it, this will take
My bedt can pay ??

Get it, Get it, real slow way
Get it, Get it, to get some pay
I say, I say (hey)

Ohh, Ohh

Gotta go, gotta go, yeah yeah
Get it yeah (oh)
Gotta go, Gotta go, yeah yeah (oh)
Gotta go, Gotta go, Gotta go, oh yeah

Get it, Get it, it won't take
Get it, Get it, it's the way
Get it, Get it, this will take
My bedt can pay ??

Gotta run won't get my time
All my way we do some life

Oh to be, to be my man..

Get it, get my life
Get it, get my soul
Get it, get myself

And how we roll

Get it, get my life
Get it, get my soul
Get it, get myself

And how we roll

Get it, get my life
Get it, get my soul
Get it, get myself

And how we roll

Get it, get my life
Get it, get my soul
Oh, Get it, Get it, Get it Yeah
Get it, get it, get it, today
Gotta let it go today (no oh)
Gotta let it go today

Time will be not the same (the same)
Now you got a price to pay

Oh, I...

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Get It – Busta Rhymes Testo della canzone

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Get It – Busta Rhymes

[Kelly Rowland (Busta Rhymes):]
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (Yeah)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (Oh yeah)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (Sick)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (Let's go)

[Busta Rhymes:]
Dressed, ready to impress, fresh up in my Louis suit
Step up in the cub, bitches line up ready to salute
Let me squeeze your juicy fruit, Mamis call me Huey Newton
Dapper like a cracker that's an act to gettin' movie loot
Get on your mark and get set, ready, go
Funny, but these niggas already know
That we're knocking on microphones
Just hadn't already shitted on niggas, miraculous flow
Got niggas tryna reappear while the damage is low
That's an emphatical "No"
Slap him up, clap him up, bundle these niggas like packages
Wrap 'em in bandages slow
See a lot of bitches in they Humvee 4
Coward niggas comin' in and we be flingin' the door
Pause for a minute, then I peel a little slow
Black, then I throw the West up at every hoe
Why y'all other niggas money slow?
Peep game, 'cause my money come retarded though
This shit here be the anthem for all of my bitches
And every one of my gangsters, yo, gangsters, yo

[Kelly Rowland (Missy Elliott):]
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (Yeah)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (Oh yeah)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (Sick)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (Aw, let's go, let's go)

[Missy Elliott:]
Pop to the pop drop, like a drop top
Errbody lookin' when I step up in the spot
See the way I rock? I'm hot, you not
Errbody wanna clock, man, get off my jock
Errbody know Misdemeanor don't stop
And my records don't flop, got the game on lock
Not tick tock, six carats in my watch
Now, kiss my ass, haters, keep watch
Get it, get it, money, money, I get it (Get it)
Hundred grand in the club, I'll spend it (Spend it)
You lose, you lose, and I'm winnin'
Y'all lame doing nothing, know I been did it
Don't come at all or ya better come with it
Money in my bank be sippin' digits
See me buy bottles with no cash limit
Flow be tighter than skinny jeans fitted
There is no competition, I are the one, no competition
Lick a gyal, no competition
When mi come through, tell the fool "Better run"
Wanna battle me? Well, you a dum-dum
Not Kelly, but I give her motivation
My style you not takin', I'm Missy E, money maker

[Kelly Rowland (Busta Rhymes):]
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (Good)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (So good)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (Sick)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (Here we go)

[Busta Rhymes:]
Y'all niggas already know what it is
Y'all niggas already know what I do
Every time we step up in the spot
Homie, I'ma take yo shine from you
Homie, you ain't got the slightest clue
Diamonds'll shine with the brightest blue
Niggas had to throw that money how we throw it
Funny, but they money on a diet, too
I ain't even knew him, why they try it, boo
'Cause I throw brass if a nigga tired
Broke nigga leave until they gone, gone, gone
Homie get a little inspired, too
Preach shit 'til another amp is smokin'
Spend til' I'm lookin' like a martian, floatin'
That motherfucker's lookin' at me all weird
Funny nigga, you ain't seen that God has spoken?
It's like they turnt the lights on, see the way we shine, bitch?
You spend 'til your bread gone, we spend like it's a crime, bitch
Homie, now throw that bread like you don't give a fuck
Shawty, go 'head, bend over, pick that money up

[Kelly Rowland (Busta Rhymes):]
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (Yeah)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (Oh yeah)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (Sick)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin'

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Get It – Havana Brown Testo della canzone

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Get It – Havana Brown

Get it!

We party people
We party hard
Let me show it
So live it large
Turn up your speakers
So we can be
Dancin' free, free, free, free, free

We party people
We party hard
Let me show it
So live it large
Turn up your speakers
So we can be
Dancin' free, free

You can find us in the club
With our hands up in the air
Showin' everybody love
Live it up like we don't care
Everybody say...
EH! [x18]

We ride that boom boom
We ride it hard
That 808, my superstar
And we want it
No second chance noobs
Baby lets dance, dance, dance, dance, dance

We ride that boom boom
We ride it hard
That 808, my superstar
And we want it
No second chance noobs
Baby lets dance, dance

You can find us in the club
With our hands up in the air
Showin' everybody love
Live it up like we don't care
Everybody say...
EH! [x18]

You can find us in the club
With our hands up in the air
Showin' everybody love
Live it up like we don't care
Everybody say...
EH! [x18]

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Get It – Devlin Testo della canzone

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Get It – Devlin

Youngster's coming up
Be smart get your money up
There's a whole big world out here
Don't wait for those that won't hurry up
Don't wait for those that won't hurry up

It's life or death the night is set it's time to rep
My flag's high white and red
Now we're coming on leaps not tiny steps I want a piece of your profit I'm highly vexed
I wanna, put Lewi White back in the forefront
See my boy Raws do his own tour bruv
Turned up tooled up for these sore punks
They all fall then crawl when the sword's swung
Like a right from Tripple G and whilst I'm spitting I cluck for nicotine
I'm fucked admit it
Bottle of brandy and a guillotine watch while I cut their spirits
They say better the devil you know
So make way for the boy again Devlin's home
If I didn't have balls then I'd never be known
But I was raised in this dirty derelict zone so...

Out to all my people now it's time to go and get it
Life will only bring you down at certain times you let it
Out to all my people now it's time to go and get it
You can try defy the man but you just can't defy my message

That the fittest survive
You want equality nothing's equal about life go get it go grind
Winning takes time have vision not blinded by people's sights
Cause you only know what you've been told
Unlock your brain like a pin code
Fuck all the bad minders and insults
Ride out in this bitch like a nympho, your time will come
Watch while I shine like the rising sun I'm at the peak of my life
Signs in front of these eyes don't lie
Mighty Ducks
I'll show you the flying v don't give a shite or three I'm just trying to be, don't make a gripe with me
D, E, V, I just wanna make change in a life I see so...

Out to all my people now it's time to go and get it
Life will only bring you down at certain times you let it
Out to all my people now it's time to go and get it
You can try defy the man but you just can't defy my message

Youngster's coming up
Be smart get your money up
There's a whole big world out here
Don't wait for those that won't hurry up

Youngster's coming up
Be smart get your money up
There's a whole big world out here
Don't wait for those that won't hurry up

You'll be waiting forever
Rainiest weather
Praying for a day that was better than the last when you wake and you get up
Fed up
Para life's one big set up,
Nothing here can stop us now no tidal wave or flames
It's time we made these blocks as proud as south as Michael Cane
I'm killing em again.

Out to all my people now it's time to go and get it
Life will only bring you down at certain times you let it
Out to all my people now it's time to go and get it
You can try defy the man but you just can't defy my message

There'll be times in life, when you might feel like
Strangling anyone, who's anyone
That's really not so bright, and there'll be times in life
When we can't all fly
I'm as human as anyone
Fuck everyone
Now I'll do me till I die

All the youngster's coming up
Be smart get your money up
There's a whole big world out here
Don't wait for those that won't hurry up

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GET IT – keshi Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Gabriel, ca peut etre tout ce que tu veux, n'aie pas peur de tout vouloir il n'y a pas assez de temps pour

Grande ghiaccio, mi sento così bene
La merda è su di me e passiamo tutta la notte, vieni e
Prendilo, prendilo, prendilo, prendilo
Prendilo, prendilo, prendilo
Ho la borsa giusta, con i miei tempi
Ora queste femmine hanno legato la lingua
Sto cercando di andare da questa parte, meglio venire e
Prendilo, prendilo, prendilo, prendilo
Prendilo, prendilo, prendilo, prendilo

Paranoico, rumore bianco, pensano che fino ad alcuni
Vieni a prenderne di più quando non te ne danno
Mi vedi fare del bene perché mi stai raggiungendo?
Perché ho tutto ciò di cui avevo bisogno

Ho i miei soldi (assegno), signora (assegno)
Rollie (spunta), Mary (spunta)
Dal lato sud con i miei dawgies sul ponte
E non possiamo sederci ancora meno una catena sul collo

Dammi tutto, scambia con te quello che vuoi
Tutti questi soldi su di me, non importa quanto costano
Dammi tutto, scambia con te quello che vuoi
Tutti questi soldi su di me, tutti questi soldi su di me

Grande ghiaccio, mi sento così bene
La merda è su di me e passiamo tutta la notte, vieni e
Prendilo, prendilo, prendilo, prendilo
Prendilo, prendilo, prendilo
Ho la borsa giusta, con i miei tempi
Ora queste femmine hanno legato la lingua
Sto cercando di andare da questa parte, meglio venire e
Prendilo, prendilo, prendilo, prendilo
Prendilo, prendilo, prendilo, prendilo

Ooh
Non sai nemmeno chi sei
Fai?
Ho problemi a distinguerli

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GET IT – keshi


Gabriel, ca peut etre tout ce que tu veux, n'aie pas peur de tout vouloir il n'y a pas assez de temps pour

Big ice, feelin' so fine
Shit is on me and we spendin' all night, come and
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it
Got my bag right, on my own time
Now these bitches tongue tied
Tryna get on this side, better come and
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it

Paranoid, white noise, think they up to some
Come and take more when they give you none
See me doin' good why you reachin'?
'Cause I got everything I ever needed

Got my money (Check), lady (Check)
Rollie (Check), mary (Check)
From the southside with my dawgies on deck
And we can't sit still less a chain on the neck

Give me everything, trade you anything you want
All this cash on me, doesn't matter what it cost
Give me everything, trade you anything you want
All this cash on me, all-all this cash on me

Big ice, feelin' so fine
Shit is on me and we spendin' all night, come and
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it
Got my bag right, on my own time
Now these bitches tongue tied
Tryna get on this side, better come and
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it

Ooh
You don't even know which one you are
Do you?
Havin' trouble tellin them apart

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Get It All Together – Birdman Testo della canzone

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Get It All Together – Birdman

[Chorus x2: Baby]
Shit, we tryin' to get it all together
And spend a lil chaddar and fly in any weather nigga
And homie you get the money and the power
Then them hoes come and holla and fly in any weather pimpin'

[Weezy]
I see you haters, hatin' on the way a nigga think
But I'm laughing, laughing all the way to the bank
And I, I kinda act like my shit don't stink
On a toilet with the burner taped under the sink
Like a Russian I'll rullet the bullet
Yea straight to ya head give a nigga a mullet
I'm a Cash Money brother a lover of money
Yea the tummy is showin' but the hunger is growin'
What part cha' don't understand
What you ain't know I'm like Kobe
You niggaz can't check me go head Bowens
And I never left the team cause I'm catchin' every pass
Stunna McNabb yeah he like go head Owens yea
Bet I'd put a nigga on his ass
Squlou and Big Whop make show he don't last
And young Wayne do song about the story
With Birdman singin' on the chorus, nigga

[Chorus]

[Baby]
Look, a ticket here and a ticket there
And I'm the first out the hood to get rich nigga still here
Its big paper in the prime of my life my nigga
We take it off ya' shoulder broad daylight my nigga
It's Stunna Island biggest baler in the city
The Range Rover rally strip on them 26's
Gucci down when the Birdman in ya' town
We blow out the pound rollin' through Uptown
Canary yellow Cash Money iced out piece
Like father, like son we beasts on these streets
Well let me bring you back to 1993
Where I met four lil niggaz in the 3
We got big, we grinded in them city streets
And three left and they all tryin' na beef me
There's one Birdman and one J.R
We neighborhood superstars fuck y'all

[Chorus]

[Weezy]
Murcing every murderer
In the garden I'm burstin' hittin' serpents up
And in the Carter we still workin' with that work for ya'
I'm the God and the turban fits perfect, word
Puffing' on that precious piff purple herb swerve
Dang, -is on the curve
The fed's walkin' so I'm talking with slurge
And we never sell a bird to a mockingbird
We find out where you stay and we mark your turf
Lace ya' house with a bomb make you walk in first
Oh, and ya' is sharp with hers
She cook a nigga steaks and cool-aid for thirst, yeah
See we murderers but do it like gangsta
We really never show it but everybody know it
And Slim askin' me to focus on the flow
While I'm tryin' to have coke for the low on the low, man

[Chorus]

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Get It Anyway – Cypress Hill Testo della canzone

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Get It Anyway – Cypress Hill

[Verse 1:]
Imma do my thing
Let me tell you right now
Cause I don't know any other way
Of living my life now
Some of you know the struggle
Some of you live in a bubble
Some of you hustle
And some of you just looking for trouble
I don't follow or lead
Tomorrow's a dream,
Pray to god to intervine
On all the sorrow I've seen
You want out of here
You can leave if you wanna
Nothing can stop you
If that's your type of persona
Life is shorter,
Now don't make me say it ten times
I keep going for mine
Even in the end times
I can beat the system
Come on and say it with me
Show me some optimism
We can take over the city

[Chorus:]
Real life represent the sound since the first day
Gangstas, hustlers, grinding out around the way
Can't stop gotta be always on the paper chase
Educated, they won't give it, but I did it anyway
Regardless what the haters say
Imma get it anyway
Imaa get it anyway
Regardless what the haters say
Imma get it anyway
Imma get it anyway

[Verse 2:]
There comes a time in your life
You gotta go for yours
Staying paid,
Is like the battle of forever more
I stay peddle to the metal
Foot on the floor
Imma keep on the streets,
Knocking down your doors
I'm by the dollar,
Like everybody oughta be
Don't burn nobody,
And make the money honestly
Open your home with the internet technology
I get it anyway
Just find it in the economy
See I ain't coughing
Unless it makes a profit
I'm dropping this so hot
Like every day gossip
Regardless of the climate
I'm gonna get it everday
Even if the bullets spray
Imma get it anyway

[Chorus:]
Real life represent the sound since the first day
Gangstas, hustlers, grinding out around the way
Can't stop gotta be always on the paper chase
Educated, they won't give it, but I did it anyway
Regardless what the haters say
Imma get it anyway
Imaa get it anyway
Regardless what the haters say
Imma get it anyway
Imma get it anyway

[Sing]
La la la la la
You know we blazing up that
La la la la la
All around the world
La la la la la
Our peoples getting money
La la la la la
Let me hear you sing

So let em hear us holla
Or we'll guide em by the collar
Making it harder for you
Don't wanna make an honest dollar
You wanna sip a little,
To make your pain numb
Tippin that bottle
Got you forgettin where you came from
But I'm the same one
Where you think my name's from
Imma keep it moving
And never stop till the games done
Forever we live it, forever we spit it
Remember the minute
You witnessed the realest that ever did it
Still I'm committed
No matter what I hear from the critic
People can see through a gimmick
I'm putting on a clinic
We in troubled times
Swerving through the double lines
You're in a head on collision
Cause now you served your time

[Chorus:]
Real life represent the sound since the first day
Gangstas, hustlers, grinding out around the way
Can't stop gotta be always on the paper chase
Educated, they won't give it, but I did it anyway
Regardless what the haters say
Imma get it anyway
Imaa get it anyway
Regardless what the haters say
Imma get it anyway
Imma get it anyway

[Sing]
La la la la la
You know we blazing up that
La la la la la
All around the world
La la la la la
Our peoples getting money
La la la la la
Let me hear you sing
La la la la la
You know we blazing up that
La la la la la
All around the world
La la la la la
Our peoples getting money
La la la la la
Let me hear you sing
La la la la la
You know we blazing up that
La la la la la
All around the world
La la la la la
Our peoples getting money
La la la la la

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Get It Back – Gucci Mane Testo della canzone

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Get It Back – Gucci Mane

Black lung so like I'm Eazy E or something
Black lung so like I'm Eazy E or something
Talking cash shit like I'm Pimp C or something

[Verse 1:]
Black lung so like I'm Eazy E or something
Talking cash shit like I'm Pimp C or something
Fuck it up and get it back like it nothing
I heard my niggas is hating, I called him up he say I'm bugging
We start getting money then here comes the snakes
The fakest motherfucker smiling in your face
But really they just want your spot
That's why I'm riding through the streets late night with this big glock
I fuck up a chick everywhere I go
But you're just spunt on weed and clothes
A day in Dolph world pretty weed pretty hoes
Trapping out a mansion with the marble floors

[Hook: x2]
I can fuck it up and get it right back
I can fuck it up and get it right back
I said I can fuck it up and get it right back
I can fuck it up and get it right back

[Verse 2:]
On the flight fit to AOG been for a hundred bricks
Look to the trap, and made it right back
Lil kid calling about the package that he sent
I can't tell 'em shit if I ain't got shit
Having fucked up came down to my last
Entirely grabbed the fogger dropped the mass in all in
I got a feeling for money dog I gotta spend it
But I know how they get it hit the kitchen drop the chicken
In the drop going hard straight water wipping
Nobody fucking with me, wrist got a hemmy in it
A hundred carats on the watch nigga emmy did it
I could fuck it up and get it right back any minute

[Hook: x2]
I can fuck it up and get it right back
I can fuck it up and get it right back
I said I can fuck it up and get it right back
I can fuck it up and get it right back

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Get It Back – Gucci Mane Testo della canzone

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Get It Back – Gucci Mane

[Hook 1: Gucci Mane]
Get it back, get it back
Bitch, I know I get it back
Give a fuck bout that little paper
Cause I know I get it back

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I got cash, cash on fire
Cash on hand, cash on deck
Give me everything 3 X
And all 12's up off that rack
Wash my stash with Ajax
Me and Tit, back to back
And we ridin' around, smoking Kush by the pound
Like how it ride but we love how it sound
Drop-top Lam so low to the ground
Just like a snail, I'm close to the earth
Waves on my temp, so a ho gotta surf
Hollering rock - when you're scared, go to church
Me and Slim Dunk in the club throwing racks
Go into the trap and I get it right back
Want 10 bricks? You can get it right now
Pull to the trap house, come to the back
Riding domestic with the trunk in the back
Riding in a foreign, so the trunk in the front
Sixty thousand cash just for me to roll blunts
Standing in front, blowing kush through her dress
Five grand just to see her dance
Ten grand just to see her tats
Jump in the corner and he smoking on her clit
Waiting on you, so he get it right back

[Hook 1]

[Hook 2: Gucci Mane]
In the club, throwin' money
I done run through me some racks
Give a fuck bout that little paper
I know I get it back
Get it back, get it back
Bitch, I know I get it back
Give a fuck bout that little paper
Cause I know I get it back

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Get it back, get it back
Yeah, you know I get it back
Shorty say she want my name
So I bought that bitch a tat
I walk in this bitch with racks
Tell them, come and get this paper
Yeah, my bitch is made in Asia
And I'm icy like a glacier
Get your baby momma
Take her then make her
You date her, then fuck her
I fuck her, then date her
Everything is on the up
Like a elevator
Gucci Mane and Tity Boi
College Park and Decatur
Now I do it for the haters
Started with a Buick LeSabre
Ended with that Ferrari
Tell me, meet me up out in Vegas
Got so many acres
I don't ever see my neighbors
Niggas say they want a mil
I put money on the table

[Hook 1]

[Hook 2]

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Get It Easy – KXNG Crooked Testo della canzone

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Get It Easy – KXNG Crooked

The Weeklys, we back
What's hatnin' Dizz? (My brother Dizz made this)
The Weeklys, yeah shout out my dude Diabetic
Big Eddie Green, ya'mean?
We back (You hearin')
With two o' six [?] (What's hatnin?)
It's the Weeklys, mind oracle
Ghost music one, evil bike rider yo
(Let's get to it)

Yeah, I got a couple of bad bitches in Calabasas
Think it's a glass of molasses and clappin' asses
Makin' advances, dancin' like that's a classic
Pussy lookin' for dictators, that ass a fascist
Hit it 'til her back tired, she poppin' a wheelie
They know me in New York, nigga poppin' in Philly
Some try not to give me my props, I'm not knockin' 'em silly
I'm the goat in wolf's clothin', you rockin' with Billy
Don't try to play me out my millies, I'm not a Vanilli
Niggas steppin' to me wrong, I'ma poppin' some Achilles
I fuck with sexy nerds, I don't fuck with ghetto birds
Not even police helicopters on top of my city (Yo!)

Get it easy, get it easy
Let's get the money
Make it easy, make it easy
Let's make the money
Get it easy, get it easy
Let's get the money
Make it easy, make it easy
Let's make the money

I got a couple of bad bitches, they live in Compton
Kinda chicks that get bags with'cha, I hit 'em often
We about gettin' mad riches, we into bossin'
63 with the rag missin', we into flossin'
.44 with the mag clippin', we into caution
Might blast 'cause ass kickin', that shit exhaustin'
Pull it out and they ass kissin', you niggas lost in the sauce
Leave your swag drippin' right in a coffin
And still I don't know why we just can't get along
Pray for the day I can come out without my pistol on
Ridin' up Crenshaw Boulevard, got my system on
Sittin' on factory rims, jammin' like this my song
Energy vibratin' higher when I am in my zone
Consciously livin' the moment for all my niggas gone
Spirit atoned, sit on my thrown, gettin' my own, switchin' my tone
But sinners are gon' sin, so I'm still feelin' on silicon
Like, "Jerome's in the house," bitch. I'm on
I'm in the ha-ah-house, the pimp is home
I'm like a 2Pac poem, yeah, that's the tip I'm on
The rows that grew from the concrete, the realest known

Get it easy, get it easy
Let's get the money
Make it easy, make it easy
Let's make the money
Get it easy, get it easy
Let's get the money
Make it easy, make it easy
Let's make the money

Yeah (Yeah)
The Weeklys, you already know
Family Business in this motherfucka
(What up? You know I mean? Yeah)
Yo, R-I-P to my homeboy Nate Dogg, you know I'm sayin?
I miss you Nate, I miss all them times we used to sit at [?]
Drinkin' a motherfuckin' fifth of Hennessy, you know?
Rest in Peace (Yeah)
(The Weeklys)
Yo, smell smoke, what's that I smell?
Oh, we been doin' this
Where the smoke at? (Hahaha)
(It ain't even smoke no more)
Bark at your dog, ay, Aktive let's get the fuck outta here

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Get It Faster – Jimmy Eat World Testo della canzone

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Get It Faster – Jimmy Eat World

I don't care what you do.
I'm getting out , no nothing ever shames me.
Don't wanna thing from you
I'm going out, I don't care if you're angry.
I'm getting out, no nothing ever shames me.
I'm going out, I don't care if you're angry.
I should've thought things through.
I'm holding out, but not getting an answer.
I wanna do right by you.
I'm finding out, cheating gets it faster.
I'm holding out, not getting an answer.
I'm finding out that cheating gets it faster.
I'm holding out, but not getting an answer.
I'm finding out, cheating gets it faster.
I don't care what you do.
I'm getting out, no nothing ever shames me.
Don't wanna thing from you.
I'm going out, I don't care if you're angry.
I should've thought things through.
Yeah I'm holding out, but not getting an answer.
I wanna do right by you.
I'm finding out that cheating gets it faster.
I'm getting out, no nothing ever shames me.
I'm going out, I don't care if you're angry.
I holding out, but not getting an answer.
I'm finding out, cheating gets it faster.

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Get It Faster – Jimmy Eat World Testo della canzone

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Get It Faster – Jimmy Eat World

I don't care what you do.
I'm getting out , no nothing ever shames me.
Don't wanna thing from you
I'm going out, I don't care if you're angry.
I'm getting out, no nothing ever shames me.
I'm going out, I don't care if you're angry.
I should've thought things through.
I'm holding out, but not getting an answer.
I wanna do right by you.
I'm finding out, cheating gets it faster.
I'm holding out, not getting an answer.
I'm finding out that cheating gets it faster.
I'm holding out, but not getting an answer.
I'm finding out, cheating gets it faster.
I don't care what you do.
I'm getting out, no nothing ever shames me.
Don't wanna thing from you.
I'm going out, I don't care if you're angry.
I should've thought things through.
Yeah I'm holding out, but not getting an answer.
I wanna do right by you.
I'm finding out that cheating gets it faster.
I'm getting out, no nothing ever shames me.
I'm going out, I don't care if you're angry.
I holding out, but not getting an answer.
I'm finding out, cheating gets it faster.

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Get It For Life – Fat Joe Testo della canzone

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Get It For Life – Fat Joe

My word on everything, I mean everything
We will never stop, I mean never
Nigga we da best

I'm a get it for life
Get it for us, get it for love, I'm a keep it alive (yeah, yeah) oh yeah (yeah, yeah)
I'm a get it for life (Get it for life)
Get it for you, get it for me, get it tonight (yeah, yeah)
I'm a sacrifice (yeah, yeah)
I'm a get it for life

(Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack crack ca-crack crack)
Nigga was ain't never stoppin, nigga we da best

Coca, niggas call me crack in the flesh
Run up on a nigga with a mac'in adress
Hear dat rip through his vest
If you ain't got sticks well you better invest (yes)
A nigga used to dream of that water blue
Now I swapped out for sumtin with killer view
Fresh off the block doin interviews
You can still see the coke on my linen suit
I'm a don, change twice a day
I do it for the love when there's so much hate
Straight out the court room, million dollar bail
Back to the spot, got a million dollar sale

I'm a get it for life
Get it for us, get it for love, I'm a keep it alive (yeah, yeah) oh yeah (yeah, yeah)
I'm a get it for life (Get it for life)
Get it for you, get it for me, get it tonight (yeah, yeah)
I'm a sacrifice (yeah, yeah)
I'm a get it for life

(Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack crack ca-crack crack)
Nigga was ain't never stoppin, nigga we da best

I'm a get it for life
So much money I'm sittin on mill's
My mansion, bottom of the Poo set scrills
200 over on the Phantom, drop that 650

Sky blue suit with the bow-tie
Yeah
I make it rain with dollars
Had you leanin back till you popped your collar
Mo money (mo money), let's get it (let's get it)
We da best (we da best), I said it (I said it)
Yeah nigga, welcome to the Crackhouse
I do it for my niggas in the prison, supa mac style

I'm a get it for life
Get it for us, get it for love, I'm a keep it alive (yeah, yeah) oh yeah (yeah, yeah)
I'm a get it for life (Get it for life)
Get it for you, get it for me, get it tonight (yeah, yeah)
I'm a sacrifice (yeah, yeah)
I'm a get it for life

Nigga was ain't never stoppin, nigga we da best

(Yeah, I'm gon get it
I'm gon get it for you, I'm a get it for me, I'm a get it for us
I does this for the streets
16 runnin tha Carter, 17 beamers and benz's
Multi-millions nigga, yeah let's get it ho)

Only serious nigger to do this shit like Pun did it
I said it, I get it, I'm done with it
Y'all niggas is gettin on, I've been shittin
Hundred grand in one night in Sin City
I've been spittin, been rippin to any beat
Big L, Fat Joe, the enemy
Y'all niggas keep lyin 'bout Tennekey
If you really want Crack, come get at me

I'm a get it for life
Get it for us, get it for love, I'm a keep it alive (yeah, yeah) oh yeah (yeah, yeah)
I'm a get it for life (Get it for life)
Get it for you, get it for me, get it tonight (yeah, yeah)
I'm a sacrifice (yeah, yeah)
I'm a get it for life

Nigga was ain't never stoppin, nigga we da best

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Get It Get It – Cam’ron Testo della canzone

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Get It Get It – Cam'ron

[Verse 1]
Been had to get for get, lived in the sickest pad
Slept with mice and roaches, woke up pissed up slab
School of the hard knocks, I on the vicious Ave
Jim chase Mark Chan, we beat a bitches ass

Ask me who you loving, Cam you been bugging
Must have lost your mind; you fought Lucien's cousin
And St. Mark's, yeah big LE watch
my nigga red squashed it, forget that topic

40th, down the block danger zone
up the ave forty wall, hope yall niggas bring you chrome
what you saying homes, cops they raiding homes
activator juice, yes to spray your dome

from a tiny dude, developed grimey dude
stuck delivery, took all his Chinese food
I'm so good but bad, I'm so kind but rude
Americas most wanted, should have signed a Q

Plus its savage, cop car crash your door
Further more heard the boy em at the sack amore
Boy yes, over seas more sex
4 jets, corvettes, and I aint done a tour yet

Cuz I'm moving bricks, yes they serve in fours
Signing off dipset boss, truly yours

[Chorus]
We gon make it make it, we gon make it yall
We gon make it make it, we gon take it yall
We gon get it get it, money we gon get it get it
We gon get it get it, money we gon get it get it

We gon make it make it, we gon make it yall
We gon make it make it, we gon take it yall
We gon get it get it, we gon get it get it
We gon get it get it, we gon get it get it

[Verse 2]
My cerebral stress, eagle let it rest
Feel it in the air yeah, siegel said it best
It's a legal mess, needles need to death
Blame the government, until then I need to chef

Turn right, lead left, street games scrams
Call the cops oc, like we need a ref
You cant cheat a chef, I can see your chest
No heart, cherish your oxygen, breath your breaths

He need a rest, how he gon be the best
Like I guess a couple slugs he need to catch
See the sketch, you lassie
The gun is Frisbee proceed to fetch

Side up the hoopty, spray up the sentra
It be sixty years before I'm layed up in benter
Sprayed up her denture, your girl
Then I layed her placenta, blew hazed in her rental

Some days in December, some days I remember
A boy sugar ray want to play the contender
Just say I got a temper
And my temperature is off the thermometer

Korean New Year to Hanukah I'm bombing ya
Put you to sleep for good pajama ya
Wrangle you in ya he man pajama's
Wrap you up in your pac man sheets

[Chorus]

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Get It Get It – Da Brat Testo della canzone

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Get It Get It – Da Brat

[Greg Street]
Greg Street checkin in, the B-R-A-T
Hey it's time to get "Funkdafied" all over again
It's been a long time, but it's go time right now

[Jermaine Dupri - echoing]
This is a, So So Def, world premier
A world, premier
So So Def, world premier
Y'all know what this is!

[Chorus: sung]
I'm just tryin to get it, get it, don't worry about me
You need to take a look at yo'self
I'm just tryin to get it, get, no time to play around
You can take that {shit} somewhere else

[Da Brat]
Yo! E'rybody wanna know about
What I do, when I do what I do, who what when where how
You, should know by now that life is unpredictable
I'm "Unforgettable" like Nat King Cole
Un{fuck}wittable when I unload
"Untouchable" as Al Capone
Start duckin when I'm in my zone
When I bust these verses somebody better call some hearses
I'm a homicidal (American Idol) with a purpose
If I don't murder what I recite, I'm worthless
Why should I settle for just aight?
Ain't nobody 'round here in my life (nope)
Nobody out here give me fright
So So Def or give me life
Toast it up to the most high, yeah
Broke a lot of records, wrote a lot of best sellers
But I ain't do {shit}, let you tel it
I'm the {shit}, bet you smell it
From the mountaintop, I'm gon' yell it
Made it over, been made over
Been all over around the world, been laid over
My complaining days over
I don't take nuttin for granted no mo'
Those of y'all who can't stand me there the do'
so walk the {fuck} up out it
I'm 'bout it, if you ever doubt it
Show your face when I'm rockin the crowd
Any place, any time
At the drop of a dime I puts it down
Get it how I gotta get it
cause I gotta get it while the gettin gettin good

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

[Jermaine Dupri (Jadakiss): over Chorus]
Uhh, get it
Talk to 'em right now
Uh-huh... (ayy)
Take it somewhere else (ayy)
(Ayy) Yeah
(Ayy - ha HAH!)
Bet y'all know what that means (nah)
'Kiss, holla at 'em

[Jadakiss (Dupri)]
This is about money then I'm widdit, I'm just tryin to get it
They got me goin hard in the paint on my pivot
The voice is unique, but the flow so exquisite
It's one thing to talk it, it's another thing to live it (ya heard?)
Main man listen (uhh) game plan switchin
I hit the block and the booth with the same ambition (DAMN!)
I brought that house, I drove that car
My financial future is controlled by MUAH
I be V.I.P. in the club that you wait in line fo' (me too)
Only question I ask is what you worry about mine for? (Uh-huh)
Need to get your own, stop worryin 'bout what I signed for
Reason you ain't got nuttin now is you need to grind more (ehehehe)
Need to take a look at yourself, maybe you'd find more
The impact I made on the game stronger than Pine Sol
Yeah, dedicated and committed
Don't stop, never quit it, nah I'm just tryin to get it

[Chorus - 2X]

[Jermaine Dupri - over Chorus]
Uhh, uh-huh
You need to worry about yourself man
Stop worryin 'bout me
Bitch you know me
I've been tryin to get it
Gettin it, and still tryin to get it, hehehe
Brandon, take me out man
[?]
Uhh, rock with me y'all [5X]
Just keep goin man

[singer]
I'm just tryin to get it, get it
OHHHHHHHHHH!
I'm just tryin to get it, get it
Get ittttttt, ohhhhhhhh
I'm tryin to get it

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Get It Girl – “autore” Testo della canzone

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Get It Girl –

Get it girl
G-g-g-g-get-git it girl
Get it get it get it girl
G-g-g-g-g-get it girl
(get it girl get it girl get it girl get it girl)

[Verse 1:]
Yeah watch me
Be the best (be the best)
Big money
No less (no less)
Black card on deck
Represent, shawty

[Hook:]
You know I get it in cause my money gone
So all you other broads better run along
And if you think you hittin' then you dead wrong, then you dead wrong

[Bridge:]
I like the letter S with the line down the middle
If it ain't money I can't hear you
If you stack paper leave ya haters in the rear view
Get it girl, you a get it girl

[Chorus:]
Talk that talk like this if you a (get it girl)
Walk that walk like this if you a (get it girl)
If that shoe fit wear it if you a (get it girl)
If you if you a
Yahhh
When you see me in the club they say get it girl
When you see me in the club they say get it girl
When you see me in the club they say get it girl
When you see me in the club okay

[Verse 2:]
Chevy low, wood grain
Customise my paint
I ride low when I pull up to the club
Everybody keep the change all drinks on me ahh

[Hook]
You know I get it in cause my money long
So all you other broads better run along
And if you think you hittin' then you dead wrong, then you dead wrong

[Bridge:]
I like the letter S with the line down the middle
If it ain't money I can't hear you
If you stack paper leave ya haters in the rear view
Get it girl, you a get it girl

[Chorus:]
Talk that talk like this if you a (get it girl)
Walk that walk like this if you a (get it girl)
If that shoe fit wear it if you a (get it girl)
If you if you a
Yahhh
When you see me in the club they say get it girl
When you see me in the club they say get it girl
When you see me in the club they say get it girl
When you see me in the club okay

All my ladies get wit me
Put your hands in the air I know you feel me
Do it good girl do it do it girl
Better make him lose his mind
Do it to him girl

And say get it get it girl
Get it get it get it gurl
(get it get it girl
Get it get it get it gurl)
And say get it get it girl
Get it get it get it gurl
(get it get it girl
Get it get it get it)
Okay

[Chorus X2]
Talk that talk like this if you a (get it girl)
Walk that walk like this if you a (get it girl)
If that shoe fit wear it if you a (get it girl)
If you if you a
Yahhh
When you see me in the club they say get it girl
When you see me in the club they say get it girl
When you see me in the club they say get it girl
When you see me in the club okay

(Get it girl)
G-g-g-g-get-git it girl
Get it get it get it girl
G-g-g-g-g-get it girl
(get it girl get it girl get it girl get it gir)

[Spoken]
You better get it girl

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Get It Girl – Charlie Farley Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
Get It Girl – Charlie Farley

Get get get get get get get get get it girl
Get get get get get get get get get it girl
Get get get get get get get get get it girl
Get get get get get get get get get it girl
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get get get get get get get get get it girl)

Look at that backwoods beauty (beauty)
Drives a super dougie
Came here with a couple of cuties
Looking like stars from movies
I bet my buddies I could get a number or two (two)
They laughed and I got up now I'm at the corner booth
Our conversations started easy
Then went to chasing whiskey with beer
Went from talking our occupations to talking shit

She's talking a lot saying she's got
What it takes to get crazy in this spot
Well maybe but baby you got to show me
Cause I've never been much for talk so

Get it get get get get get get get get it girl
Get it get get get get get get get get it girl
Get it get get get get get get get get it girl
Get it get get get get get get get get it girl
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)

Look at that big ole truck (truck)
Just rolling up
Country girl in it talking tough
I'm about to call her bluff
I bet my my buddies I could down
With her cause she too cute
They laughed and I got up
And after finishing my brew
I walked up and said what's up
Bet I go farther than you
And true to what she did at the bar
She's doing it here too

Yeah she's talking a lot saying she's got
What it takes to get crazy in this spot
Well maybe but baby you got to show me
Cause I've never been one for talk so

Get it get get get get get get get get it girl
Get it get get get get get get get get it girl
Get it get get get get get get get get it girl
Get it get get get get get get get get it girl
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)

She got it at the bar
Just like she got it in the mud
She might be talking off hard
But she's guaranteed to back it up (guaranteed)
If you say get it, get it, get it
She say get it, get it good
She can do anything you do but better
Cause this chick is from the woods

Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Get it
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Get it
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Get it
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Get it
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)

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Get It Girl – Chip Tha Ripper Testo della canzone

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Get It Girl – Chip Tha Ripper

[Spoken:]
Yep it's da fat al chip the ripper

[Chorus: Chip Tha Ripper]
Uh get it girl put it in my...
Uh get it girl put it I'm my...
Uh get it girl put it in my...
Uh get it girl put it in my...

[Verse 1: Chip Tha Ripper]
Baby in the ripper see me on them 4s tvs I suppose lookin for these hoes. bitches know the deal when they see me swing them doors tell em they ain't even got to take off no clothes. when you see me in that old school swervin prolly cause yo baby mama in my lap slerping. hit the freeway goin 77 south thick light skinned dime setting off the mouth. take your time speed it up really don't matter at all long as the baby batter splatter in ya jaws. let it shoot from the window to the wall. my knees week I try to stand up and I fall. now it's my niggas turn he got next don't expect a dollar we ain't writting no checks. I don't wanna feel your teeth this ain't the chewin two niggas and one girl what was ya'll doin.

[Chorus: Chip Tha Ripper]
She's a go liver
Put it I'm my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my get it girl

[Verse 2: Chip Tha Ripper]
Ay lil mama got a ass so fat my nigga like damn look at that look at that. yea I set the school but I don't even wanna stroke her cause when she lick my nuts it's like I'm on a rollar coater. dear mrs. thick lips I'm the big blow the juices of the tip if you give it a good lick. I know you don't want nobody thinking your a trick but the windows on the cutty tinted I ain't sayin shit. me you and my crew can go somewhere private so you can salive it but you ain't gotta hide it. the whole hood know that you a go liver so go head and dive in my thighs like godiva. gave shawty a ride but she ain't have no gas money. she said chip I'm broke but you can get some ass from me. I gotta better idea I said as I reclined my seat. I had her quick weave bouncin to the beat like

[Chorus: Chip Tha Ripper]
She's a go liver
Put it I'm my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my get it girl

[Verse 3: Fat Al]
Ay girl I'm swang nine and I ain't talkin about a nine but my dick is brain food good for your mind. oh you smoke that's fine atleast I know now she goin down down down for a dime. how rude of me it's the f-a-t pull up on threes candy green armani seats but that's only half you ain't seen shit yet. pull up fresh checks off the marquee jets. plus I gotta about a pound of diamonds on my neck. pull up in a lex my pockets to cash a check. don't mind me cappins a natural reflex. you won't reject cause I'm me and that's that. I ain't askin for much just a little jaw. not tryin to hit your walls just wanna hear you gaw. you make it hard for me to control myself. just thinking about your barin makes me hold myself. she be like

[Chorus: Chip Tha Ripper]
She's a go liver
Put it I'm my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my get it girl

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Get It Girl – Chrishan Testo della canzone

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Get It Girl – Chrishan

You can be my get it girl
You can be my get it girl
New shine
You can be my get it girl
What's up baby
You can be my get it girl
I tryin to make you my get it girl you know
You can be my get it girl
I'm singin deep
You can be my get it girl
Without kinda doin again
Ha we took the wall one again
Number one let's go

Girl it's the game you be talking shit
Girl I ain't go play I try to get it in
You be looking at me supanova bout to explode bout to get up in it like a virgin
Shown her bout to inch more
But you be like oh no so I'm calling you out watches a other day you was over at my niggas house Yeah she like I don't know what You talking about don't know what I'm talking about I'm talking bout working you out
I try to be your men (try to be ya men)
But if you gonna let that's cool (that's cool)
I try to be your men (try to be ya men)
So what I'm really here to tell ya'll guys
You can be ma get it girl (get it get it girl)
You can be ma get it girl
As I really were
You can be ma get it girl (get it get it girl)
You can be ma get it girl
As I really were
You can be ma get it girl (get it get it girl)
You can be ma get it girl
As I really were
I'm tryin to come out to see but you never fuck a nigga like me yeah
Twentys a fifty a Hundreds a fifty and twentys I'm dippin I'm a so twentys they be like lookin I'm honey
The call me the prince I know I'm the shit she know she a cheer I'm bout to get it in
She now how to put it down every single time she know how to keep me up he ended every where she fucks with a nigga like me 5 AM speak there that's waht I need
I try to be your men (try to be ya men)
And if you gonna let that's cool (that's cool)
I try to be your men (try to be ya men)
So what I'm really here to tell ya'll guys
You can be my...
You can be ma get it girl (get it get it girl)
You can be ma get it girl
As I really were
You can be ma get it girl (get it get it girl)
You can be ma get it girl
As I really were
You can be ma get it girl (you can be my get it girl)
You can be ma get it girl
As I really were
I'm tryin to come out to see but you never fuck a nigga like me yeah
What's up yo men j watts
I say I'm run plus attention air force one
Shut a t fly boy and your damn
Shot a gun young make them lems wanna damn
She make them hot boys wanna put it on her tongue
Ear that's so nasty err
She can get it on the floor that's ma get it girl yeah
She a diam diamond sittin in the bed
Pussy poppin on the headster with no hands
Let me Grab in that paper bank
Sittinn in new jersey
You workin me I'm workin you
Mama that's real magic
Shawty I'm a Teen Record
And I'm tryin to Touch you
But I'm in New jersey cause I'm tryin to dip a headster
Take it down tongue Girl
It's goin down Young Girl
With These Six Young Girls
Milk me under champaign
We can get that cee rollin
One Sex get wet like the us should to Know it
You can be ma get it girl (get it get it girl)
You can be ma get it girl
As I really were
You can be ma get it girl (get it get it girl)
You can be ma get it girl
As I really were
You can be ma get it girl (get it get it girl)
You can be ma get it girl
As I really were
I'm tryin to come out to see but you never fuck a nigga like me yeah
Yeah
I told you Girl
I'm tryin to make you ma get it Girl
You Know I'm Sayin
Haha So futuristic yeah
Hit Republic ey
3009 I'm swag you know I'm sayin
Get like me shawty
Uhh wee
Bitches

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Get It Girl – Charlie Farley Testo della canzone

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Get It Girl – Charlie Farley

Get get get get get get get get get it girl
Get get get get get get get get get it girl
Get get get get get get get get get it girl
Get get get get get get get get get it girl
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get get get get get get get get get it girl)

Look at that backwoods beauty (beauty)
Drives a super dougie
Came here with a couple of cuties
Looking like stars from movies
I bet my buddies I could get a number or two (two)
They laughed and I got up now I'm at the corner booth
Our conversations started easy
Then went to chasing whiskey with beer
Went from talking our occupations to talking shit

She's talking a lot saying she's got
What it takes to get crazy in this spot
Well maybe but baby you got to show me
Cause I've never been much for talk so

Get it get get get get get get get get it girl
Get it get get get get get get get get it girl
Get it get get get get get get get get it girl
Get it get get get get get get get get it girl
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)

Look at that big ole truck (truck)
Just rolling up
Country girl in it talking tough
I'm about to call her bluff
I bet my my buddies I could down
With her cause she too cute
They laughed and I got up
And after finishing my brew
I walked up and said what's up
Bet I go farther than you
And true to what she did at the bar
She's doing it here too

Yeah she's talking a lot saying she's got
What it takes to get crazy in this spot
Well maybe but baby you got to show me
Cause I've never been one for talk so

Get it get get get get get get get get it girl
Get it get get get get get get get get it girl
Get it get get get get get get get get it girl
Get it get get get get get get get get it girl
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)

She got it at the bar
Just like she got it in the mud
She might be talking off hard
But she's guaranteed to back it up (guaranteed)
If you say get it, get it, get it
She say get it, get it good
She can do anything you do but better
Cause this chick is from the woods

Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
Get it
Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
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Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
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Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)
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Go, go, go, go, go, go (get it get get get get get get get get it girl)

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Get It Got It Good – Billy Gilman Testo della canzone

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Get It Got It Good – Billy Gilman

Set fire to the middle of the night
The kids can't dance if it don't feel right
Sound coming from the record store
But I can't stand a sad song no more
Let go, don't trust your mind
If your heart still beats then your feet don't lie
Better find someone to tell
When the sun goes down gonna ring that bell

Let's keep this going
Until the morning
Without a warning
We're gone

Dancing all night long
This just might be wrong
But don't it feel good
Don't it feel good
Dancing all night long
I don't even know this song
But don't it feel good
Don't it feel good

Doesn't matter if you get it but you should
Doesn't matter if you get it, got it, good
Oh, get it, got it, good

Some say that the city's strange
But the neon lights are spelling out my name
They told us to move along
No we can't stay here but we won't go home

Let's keep this going
Until the morning
Without a warning
We're gone

Dancing all night long
This just might be wrong
But don't it feel good
Don't it feel good
Dancing all night long
I don't even know this song
But don't it feel good
Don't it feel good

Doesn't matter if you get it but you should
Doesn't matter if you get it, got it, good
Oh, yeah
Get it, got it, good
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don't it feel, feel good
Don't it feel, feel, feel good now
Don't it feel, feel good
Don't it feel, feel, feel good now
Don't it feel, feel good
Don't it feel, feel, feel good
Don't it feel, feel good
Don't it feel, feel, feel good

Dancing all night long
This just might be wrong
But don't it feel good
Don't it feel good
Dancing all night long
I don't even know this song
But don't it feel good
Don't it feel good

Doesn't matter if you get it but you should
Doesn't matter if you get it but you should
Doesn't matter if you get it, got it, good

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Get It In Ohio – Cam’ron Testo della canzone

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Get It In Ohio – Cam'ron

[Intro]
Waddup, Midwest?
THey forgot about the fourth coast
Uh, it ain't nuttin though
Waddup Arkansas, Minnesota, Kansas
Kentucky, Missouri, everybody in the Lou'!

[Verse 1]
Geah! (HOLLA!)
Thinkin 'bout Guy Fisher
Never met him, but goddamn that’s my nigga! (why?)
I figure real estate, invested pie flipper
Never snitch, me I’m in a bathrobe, fly slippers (high 80s')
Left Chicago wit good money for five drops
Westside, did the Southside like the White Sox (Waddup Stony Island?)
Bamboo and Pulaski, K-town is contra (Westside)
They’ll dearly depart ya, in front of MacArthur’s (Waddup Madison?)
I’m the author for gangsters, tough guys
Did the whole Ohio, but I start it off of Buckeye (dey know me!)
Columbus to 'Natti, them towns I raped 'em (sure did)
Few clowns was hatin (what?!), moved my pounds to Dayton (Let's go)
And in Akron, my niggaz they would throw things
Not King James, these were coke kings (Buck, waddup baby?)
Ain't he actin grown, doggy you ain't back at home
Then smack the {?}, wrapped in chrome, you better get a chaperone

[Chorus w/ ad-libs in background]
If you know like I know, you should lie low
Killa, I used to get it in Ohio
Don’t forget the Chi though, guns are like a pyro
You keep playin, you will look like a gyro

[Verse 2]
Yo, ga'head and hate me hater
'cause I’m flyer than a aviator? (Yes I am)
Well, you’ll get SMACKED with the radiator
And I get catered player - wanna talk? Maybe later
Told her, her time was up, '88 her, Flavor Flaved her (Boyeeeee!)
Need ya neck choked, rather your neck broke
Ya dead broke, yet folks the jewels are like AIYYO!!
And you’ll get yolked up, switchblade poked up
Bitch-made since sixth grade, he need his rope cut (yes)
Cowboy roped up, y’all boys sold what?
Know what? The dope, crack, and coke is in the coat tucked (right here)
Roll up, hold up, family, this a hold up!
Get close up, soaked up, I’m KG, postup
Hoe, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
Family gettin bread, well he about to get his loaf cut (in half)
Y’all doped up, this game is sewed up
Malcolm X tell the white bitch yo, I want my toes sucked

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Yo, I’d rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six
My twelve and twelve - well, they carry my bricks
and them twelve-twelve fiends, they’re married to sniff
And the V12, that's on various trips [laughing]
Y’all make a brotha laugh, me I took another path
Come into my habitat, hover crafts, bubble baths
Duffle bags stuffed with cash, fell in love with math
I got the green Benz, red Range, mustard Jag
White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce
Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, Grey Goose
Pull out the rat-tat-tat (what you say?)
Duck duck, say goose
Beige coupe, suede roofs, send him off to Jesus (Jesus)
H-deuce, yea yea, piss off the state troops
See me, then they don't, I disappear, say POOF!
Play Zeus, homeboy get a replaced tooth
Not pot, mean dust when a nigga say juice
Killa! Killa..

[Chorus]

[Outro]
You know what it is, nigga - Harlem
140th & Lennox, you faggot niggaz can suck a dick, fuck niggaz
Everybody in the whole Midwest, Indiana
Nebraska - Omaha, what's happenin?
Err'body in Denver, Iowa, Illinois
Chi-Town, Ohio, you know what it is
I'll be home soon, Killa!
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Waddup, Leche?
Yo Happy, I'ma drop another package off
Duke on that Westside of Chicago [laughs]
Waddup everybody in Columbus? [fades]

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Get It Jumping – Chief Keef Testo della canzone

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Get It Jumping – Chief Keef

Sosa
O' Block
Bang [x11]

Let's get this shit jumping
Get these hoes bussin'
Nigga's sneak dissin'
Well they ain't sayin' nothin'
Them bullets get the touchin'
Them veins get the bussin'
Cause bullets come a dozen
And they burn like a oven
I'm a sick mothafucka'
Loud beat my robatussin'
And I can't keep count of these bitches I be fuckin'
I'll shoot a nigga down
Bitch I'm kinda off, I grew up in this shit
Goin' by what I saw
Alotta real nigga's they was gettin' money
So now I'm on the block nigga rain, sleet, or sunny
OTF runnin', I fucks wit' Young Money
I make one phone call yeah Cortez he comin'
Wit' the Young Money, Kush stankin' like onions
Edai you been my nigga, introduced me to six hunnid
D-Rose what up, you scoring shit I hear
Keep ya head up out here, Every year is our year

We, kinda fucked up
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me man
[?]
Free my nigga Juice
Free my nigga Top
Free all the guys man
All My L's niggas
All My Wiic City O'Block Niggas man
All My front street Glory Boyz man
Ya know. OTF bitch
All my young money niggas man,
All my 300 hundred savage's man
Bang [x5]

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Get It On – Buju Banton Testo della canzone

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Get It On – Buju Banton

Put yourself in my position
It's the moment of decision
Got to love you like a real man
Let us have some fun

When you ready you to come, come
Fit up me self already, no man, nah, go run, run
Pleasure satisfaction alone me bring down down
Penis stiff up like a pencil hear a beat like a dum dum

Man nuh afraid, a woman brave heart, man a uh dum dum
Love you, make you simmer and settle like a run down
Touch you body right and make you say it's well done
Nah give her a half, me a make, she view the whole spectrum

Woman just bring on the fun
I'm gonna love you like it's never been done
Take on a level plane and set your equilibrium
No escaping, no turning back and no place to run
Woman a melt, she a the butter me a the sun

Try my best to make it better satisfy
You bring you pleasure in your life
Other guys would die to do whatever
Acting smart, not being clever, no, not I

Man a make love to woman, them a look up inna space
Nah feel no pleasure, him nuh penetrate
She want test her fate
Hold on and brace get up tired
And tried and ball fi body ace

See the hussy, carry the money, make him confiscate
You rather have a man with whom you can relate
First, you be fair, not Vanity Fair
The something the you have by right, it has to share

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Get It On – Burn Halo Testo della canzone

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Get It On – Burn Halo

It’s time to even up the score now
Your darkest hour’s at the door now, yeah

I can see every sign of a weakness
I can smell your fear from a distance
You think you’ve had enough tonight

So come on let’s get it on, get it on
Because you know I will be waiting for you

Hey, you’re never gonna stop me
No you’re never gonna stop me
I’ve been waiting for so long (so, so long)

Yeah, adrenaline is rushing
Through my veins I feel it pumping
I’ve been waiting for so long
So come on let’s get it on

You’ve gotten far too out of line now
I’ll bruise your ego, bruise your mind now, yeah

Rising up with a fist full of vengeance
This time I’ve run out of patience
You think you had enough tonight

So come on let’s get it on, get it on
Because you know I will be waiting for you

Hey, you’re never gonna stop me
No you’re never gonna stop me
I’ve been waiting for so long (so, so long)

Yeah, adrenaline is rushing
Through my veins I feel it pumping
I’ve been waiting for so long
So come on let’s get it on

This could mean everything
I’ll bring you to your knees
Think you’re overrated, somewhat jaded
You should walk away, yeah

Let’s get it on
Because you know I will be waiting for you

Hey, you’re never gonna stop me
No you’re never gonna stop me
I’ve been waiting for so long (so, so long)

Yeah, adrenaline is rushing
Through my veins I feel it pumping
I’ve been waiting for so long
So come on let’s get it on

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Get It On – Chris Norman Testo della canzone

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Get It On – Chris Norman

Well you're dirty and sweet clad in black don't look back and I love you
You're dirty and sweet oh yea
Well you're slim and you're weak you got the teeth of the Hydra upon you
You're dirty sweet and you're my girl
Get it on bang-a-gong get it on get it on bang-a-gong get it on
Well you're built like a car
You got a hubcap diamond star halo you're built like a car oh yea
Well you're an untamed youth that's the truth with your cloak full of eagles
You're dirty sweet and you're my girl
Get it on bang-a-gong get it on get it on bang-a-gong get it on
Well you're windy and wild you
Got the blues in your shoes and your stocking you're windy and wild oh yea
Well you're built like a car you got a hubcap diamond star halo
You're dirty sweet and you're my girl
Get it on bang-a-gong get it on get it on bang-a-gong get it on
Well you're dirty and sweet clad in black don't look back and I love you
You're dirty and sweet oh yea
Well you dance when you walk so let's dance take a chance understand me
You're dirty sweet and you're my girl
Get it on bang-a-gong get it on get it on bang-a-gong get it on
Get it on bang-a-gong get it on
Get it on bang-a-gong get it on get it on bang-a-gong get it on
Get it on bang-a-gong get it on get it on bang-a-gong get it on

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Get It On The Floor – DMX Testo della canzone

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Get It On The Floor – DMX

[DMX] Let's get it on!!

[Swizz Beatz] We don't give a what what!!
We don't give a what what!! (shiet)

[Chorus - Swizz Beatz & (DMX)]
Get it on the floor
Get it get it on the floor (WHAT?!)
Get it on the floor
Get it get it on the floor (WHAT?!)
You don't wanna party then your ass gotta go (WHAT?!)
You don't wanna party then your ass gotta go (C'MON!)
Now you can ride to this motherfucker (uh)
Bounce to this motherfucker (uh)
Freak to this motherfucker (let's get it on)
Get it on the floor (WHAT?!)
Get it get it on the floor (WHAT?!)
Get it on the floor (WHAT?!)
Get it get it on the floor (that's right)

[Verse - DMX]
Once again it's the darker nigga
Hit or spark a nigga, break apart a nigga
But the dog is bigger, under stress
So unless you're wanting to bless to the chest
These slugs from his liver rest REST!
Or the pump'll put a hurt on a nigga
DUMP SIX, motherfucker feeding dirt on a nigga
My hands stay dirty, cause I play dirty the mob way
You don't know? fuck it find out the hard
A nigga's job is never done
I handle my business how it come
And there's never been a one on one
Nor has there been a problem, I dissolve them
I'm like salt, lock it up
Hate to fall but never wreck his car
And it's my fault, keep niggaz on point ducking down
Niggaz like you need to get bust you fucking clown
I extort to support my peeps
And hold down the fort, never get caught cause I creeps NIGGA!

[Chorus]

[Verse - DMX]
I'm at the crossroads, look but I'm not really sure which way to go
Should I play that low for what I did the other day
They on their way to float, got me striking this random
I can't stand em, fake ass niggaz want to be the Phantom
Looking over my shoulder, cause it's colder than it was
And start shorty, because I'm a little older than cuz
And the buzz from the saw, wit the chain to your brain
Will turn that BIG NIGGA to a fucking stain
That pain from the dirt makes the hurt go away for a minute
But I'm gon die by it cause I'm like knee deep in it
And you motherfuckers wonder why I start shit
Cause when you look in my face you see that hard shit
Cause I done been to hell and back I ain't wit selling crack
I'd rather rob a nigga leave him wit a shell up in his back
On the real just to show proof, hit the G.W.B.
And blow the whole roof off the toll booth bitch ass nigga!

[Chorus]

[Verse - DMX]
When I crawl, leave a nigga sprawled out after I spoke em
I'll slit his throat, dick in the mud and let his blood choke em
Up north niggaz get the pick stuck up in em
And in the streets bitches get the dick stuck up in em
My M.O. is man-slaughter kid
Cause on the reals I done wet up more motherfuckers than water did
Slid, cause I got to slide when the dirt is done
A homicide but they want me on the Murder 1
But as long as I got my gun, I'm aight
Stay outta sight while it's light, and then come out at night
To make moves again, stomp and bruise again
I know I'm going to hell cause I choose to sin
All my motherfucking life I been the Devil's advocate
Now niggaz never even knew the devil had a kid
But he does and when you hear the buzz of the chainsaw
You'll know what I'll split your motherfucking brains for

[Chorus - repeat 2x]

[Outro - Swizz Beatz]
Don't start nothing, it won't be nothing
Don't start nothing, it won't be nothing
You wanna start something, it's gon be somethin
You wanna start something, it's gon be somethin
Don't start nothing, it won't be nothing
Don't start nothing, it won't be nothing
You wanna start something, it's gon be somethin
You wanna start something, it's gon be somethin
Yo yo CMON!

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Get It Out – Blind Pilot Testo della canzone

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Get It Out – Blind Pilot

It was a wild idea to start
We were lost in an hour, every thinking part
In the middle of nowhere
Oh man hey look where we are

I know your teeth are shut and proud
But there are rhythms in the city make your head feel loud
Uh-huh so get it out, get it out

You are a long ways up river from home
Right here this water is mean but its the same as your own
You better swim for your life
It's both at the same time

It was a wild idea to start
A drip on the head got it wet in the heart
And it looked just like a river but was a freeway in the dark
Oh in the dark
Oh you're always so damn ready oh
Oh were you always so damn ready oh
I never want to call it off
I never want to call it off oh
Never been that ready
I never want to call it off
I never want to call it off oh
I've never been this ready
In my life

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Get It Out – Gast Testo della canzone

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Get It Out – Gast

{Strofa 1 - Lise}
Eravamo tutto tranne che impauriti
Niente soldi, vestiti
Troppi sogni uccisi
Le crisi, istinti negativi
Il veleno peggiorava solo i tipi di obbiettivi inseguiti
Ma, ora ho colpi molto più precisi
Non sono in molti a raccontare di esserne usciti
Ricordo varie liti, troppi danni troppo pochi inviti
A fasse un giro e a toglie le radici
Questa roba è la mia storia, non mi aggiorno
Vecchio stampo ho finito la memoria
Nella graduatoria ti monto sopra senza diploma
E senza un cazzo di giorno di scuola
La mia forza mi consola, vince ancora
Il tempo vola e non lo spreco a lasciarti sola
Passi da gigante, ora, penso al futuro mentre guardo Roma
E spero che me la manni bona

{Strofa 2 - Blant}
Se accendo o spengo non cambia
Spinge tutto il tempo
Vedo attraverso il suono, incastro sentimento
Vorrei cambià tutto, parlo di ciò che sento
Intorno il buio o il giorno non lo vedo, faccio il vento
Forse è presto pe buttà il male dentro il cesso
Non c'ho tempo da perde mi drogo di rap fresco
La mia gente già lo sa come funziono, aspetto
Il giorno pe mandavve a fanculo
Perché quando fumo vedo tutto, sempre tutto
Tranne che il futuro Lise, Blant, Gast
I nomi sono in muro
Solo realtà, non ci fermiamo ascolta il lato oscuro
So com'è che va quando sti stronzi stanno dietro il culo
Un altro disco è pronto nella testa il solito, un sottofondo
Qui si beve il doppio per salire e non tornare in fondo
Guarda su nel blu voliamo dentro un auto a scontro
E tu che vuoi di più? In fondo, l'hip hop è il nostro mondo

{Strofa 3 - Gast}
Sì niente male, vai, semmai ti ricontatto, bravo
Non ho bisogno di un contratto, ho il mio contatto slavo
Facciamo il prezzo voglio il banco, no non tratto, sgravo
Chiaro, volevano educarmi come uno schiavo
Squaglio le suole sull'asfalto con il sole a picco
Guardiamo la città dal tetto di un albergo, chicco
Non posso vivere per sempre, meglio un anno ricco
Segui il mio filone d'oro rischio finché l'esaurisco
E non lo scrivo neanche pranzo sulla base, incido
Non ho più motivi per tornare a casa, resto in giro
Stessa merda stessa strada stesso giro stessa fine
Te non reggi l'equilibrio in alto sopra questo filo
Ogni mia barra pesa un chilo
Brucio un grammo in ogni tiro
Scolpisco questa roccia, Venere di Milo
Cenere alla cenere, l'artefice del mio destino
Tu sei il compro oro, io l'orefice, squaglio e comprimo

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Get It Poppin’ – Bow Wow Testo della canzone

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Get It Poppin' – Bow Wow

[Intro: Swizz Beatz (dogs barking)]
One, Two..One, two Bow Weezy, Swizz Beezy
Ladies n gentlemen
Da ladies to da flo,
Da fellaz to da flo
As we go a lil sumthin like dis

[Chorus:]
C'mon lets get it poppin
Lets get it jumpin
Lets get it poppin
Let, lets get it jumpin...[2x]

[Verse 1: Bow Wow]
Listen take a few minutes to mellow out
The names Weezy, girls i wanna tell about
How I have em yellin at da top of dey lungs and..
Lets get it poppin, let lets get it jumpin
Aint nuthin to da young dog
Run yall, charts lock
Soon as I bark
Im amongst top
B.Wizzle, Swizzle,
Is you crazy baby im rainin
Dem boys just drizzle
Nop mo tryna be Like Mike
Cuz even Mike Jordan's two boyz wanna be Like IIIII
All I eva hear when da girls go by is...
Why am I so flyyyyy
I dont know, but uh

[Chorus 2x]

I go by the name of Bow Weezy and...
All tha other lil homies be easy and...
I gotta do my thang to get da cheese again
U cant see me ya betta believe it mayne

[Verse 2: Bow Wow]
Now im back 4 ya
To da Swizz track 4 ya
Wants to get it jumpin?
I can gets dat 4 ya
It's me, please wouldnt believe
The ease that I run thru dem suck MC's
B.Dub like fist to gloves
I fit snubs and Swizz da mix its like drugs
So, watch the clubs get hi-yi-yi
Feel like Cali when I dro by why
Bodies drop and all da mami's faintin
Watch tha candy paint change
Gangsta aint it?
Aint since I dropped da anus
In da drop get aquainted
Wit da hottest in entertainement

[Chorus 2x]

I go by the name of Bow Weezy and...
All da otha lil homies be eazy and...
I gotta do my thang to get da cheese again
U cant see me ya betta believe it mayne

[Verse 3: Bow Wow]
I cant lie, I love b-o-o-t-y (why?)
Cuz I neva let it walk on by
When i see it in dem Shago jeans
Crazy how baby legs bustin from da seams
Like uh huh uh..all ova da track,
Told her "pardon me (uh) get up in da lac"
Just sit inside da ? and relax
She was Mitchell and Ness
Da way she threw it back like uh
Y must i chase da cat
As i blaze da track
Its near da high hat
Da baseline is mine,
Da modern-time canine phenom
Now yall sing it line from line..and c'mon

[Chorus 2x]

I go by the name of Bow Weezy and..
All the other lil homies be easy and..
I gotta do my thang to make da cheese again
U cant see me ya betta believe it mayne

Ok. one, two, one two one two [2x]
U just heard da sound of Bow Wizle Swizz Beatz
Its serious mayne...U a grown man dog..c'mon

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Get It Poppin’ – Bow Wow Testo della canzone

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Get It Poppin' – Bow Wow

[Intro: Swizz Beatz (dogs barking)]
One, Two..One, two Bow Weezy, Swizz Beezy
Ladies n gentlemen
Da ladies to da flo,
Da fellaz to da flo
As we go a lil sumthin like dis

[Chorus:]
C'mon lets get it poppin
Lets get it jumpin
Lets get it poppin
Let, lets get it jumpin...[2x]

[Verse 1: Bow Wow]
Listen take a few minutes to mellow out
The names Weezy, girls i wanna tell about
How I have em yellin at da top of dey lungs and..
Lets get it poppin, let lets get it jumpin
Aint nuthin to da young dog
Run yall, charts lock
Soon as I bark
Im amongst top
B.Wizzle, Swizzle,
Is you crazy baby im rainin
Dem boys just drizzle
Nop mo tryna be Like Mike
Cuz even Mike Jordan's two boyz wanna be Like IIIII
All I eva hear when da girls go by is...
Why am I so flyyyyy
I dont know, but uh

[Chorus 2x]

I go by the name of Bow Weezy and...
All tha other lil homies be easy and...
I gotta do my thang to get da cheese again
U cant see me ya betta believe it mayne

[Verse 2: Bow Wow]
Now im back 4 ya
To da Swizz track 4 ya
Wants to get it jumpin?
I can gets dat 4 ya
It's me, please wouldnt believe
The ease that I run thru dem suck MC's
B.Dub like fist to gloves
I fit snubs and Swizz da mix its like drugs
So, watch the clubs get hi-yi-yi
Feel like Cali when I dro by why
Bodies drop and all da mami's faintin
Watch tha candy paint change
Gangsta aint it?
Aint since I dropped da anus
In da drop get aquainted
Wit da hottest in entertainement

[Chorus 2x]

I go by the name of Bow Weezy and...
All da otha lil homies be eazy and...
I gotta do my thang to get da cheese again
U cant see me ya betta believe it mayne

[Verse 3: Bow Wow]
I cant lie, I love b-o-o-t-y (why?)
Cuz I neva let it walk on by
When i see it in dem Shago jeans
Crazy how baby legs bustin from da seams
Like uh huh uh..all ova da track,
Told her "pardon me (uh) get up in da lac"
Just sit inside da ? and relax
She was Mitchell and Ness
Da way she threw it back like uh
Y must i chase da cat
As i blaze da track
Its near da high hat
Da baseline is mine,
Da modern-time canine phenom
Now yall sing it line from line..and c'mon

[Chorus 2x]

I go by the name of Bow Weezy and..
All the other lil homies be easy and..
I gotta do my thang to make da cheese again
U cant see me ya betta believe it mayne

Ok. one, two, one two one two [2x]
U just heard da sound of Bow Wizle Swizz Beatz
Its serious mayne...U a grown man dog..c'mon

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Get It Poppin’ – Joe Budden Testo della canzone

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Get It Poppin' – Joe Budden

(ALRIGHT!)
(I'm showin my flying monkey)
(OH NO! NOT THE FLYING MONKEY!)
(Yes, yes the flying monkey)

[DJ On Point]
This shit right here is called Get It Poppin'
Shout out to Soul Diggers on the beat

[Intro - Joe Budden]
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon [2 gunshots]
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon [2 gunshots]
C'mon, c'mon niggaz, c'mon, c'mon [2 gunshots]
(DJ ON POINT)
C'mon, now look, now look [gunshot]
(Is this what you want?)

[Verse 1 - Joe Budden]
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me
Play that jump off, all of Jers' gon' go crazy (yeah)
Model chicks buggin, talkin 'bout havin his babies
You just "Think She Likes You", you doin it like JD
Pull up at the dice game, wrists on AC (so)
For my own safety, I'm keepin it off safety (okay)
Feds wanna indict him, blue suits wanna chase me (what?)
My money too long for you fuckers to come and cage me
Don't wile out with glocks no more (naw)
If I'm "Window Shoppin," I'm probably 'bout to rob that store
Dog, license suspended, stash, stay with a nina
While I'm the highway, drag racin the Medina (c'mon)
Naw they can't be 'em, Joey they can't see 'em
No prison could hold 'em, Bruce Bowen can't D 'em (oh)
Don't handcuff a ho, don't wife 'em and don't feed 'em
Somebody should have told her, it's a privilege just to meet 'em (c'mon)

[Chorus - Joe Budden]
Lets get it poppin niggaz, lets get it poppin [2 gunshots]
Lets get it poppin my nigga, lets get it poppin [2 gunshots]
You know that sound, whenever they got it poppin
It's, [2 gunshots], What it do [gunshot], how it go [gunshot]

Lets get it poppin niggaz, lets get it poppin (BOOM, BOOM)
Lets get it poppin my nigga, lets get it poppin (BOOM, BOOM)
You know that sound, whenever they got it poppin
It's, (BOOM), What it do (BOOM), how it go (BOOM)

[Verse 2 - Joe Budden]
Look at here
Let me tell you why I'm that hype (why?)
As soon as I started ghostwritin everybody started gettin signed overnight (yeah)
I need green for everything now
The murder rate's goin up cause they puttin Beans on everythin now
I had this Bugaboo bitch, keep wantin me to romance her (HO!)
Always poppin up, I called her George Costanza (HO!)
Spent some time with her, realized I couldn't stand her (So)
So I logged her in my phone as "You A Fool If You Answer" (c'mon)
Drama's not a thing, my ratchet'll never leave me
Fitted on tilt, I'm bitin off that obe-sity (yessir)
Feel like Bruce Lee-roy, if niggaz is so tough
I put they face underwater and make 'em say "sho nuff" (sho nuff, c'mon)
You know how the game go, every club, same hoes
I ain't with the rumors tell the bullshit damaiano
But call me if you lookin for that cocaine flow (why?)
Then I'll spit that propane and watch the whole thing blow (LETS GO!)
Lets go

[Chorus]

(Is this what you want?)

[Verse 3 - Joe Budden]
Look, look
I told 'em not to fuck with the kid
I take your wig off or maybe you can save it, like Busta hair did
Drop my V at the garage, let 'em custom my whip
I'm not spoiled, its just I've grown accustomed to shit (OH!)
I mean nobody likes me, everybody hates me
Keep that shit comin, watch how stronger it makes me (uh huh)
Burner near by when I'm ridin in that Mercedes
Case one of these snakes get they courage up to face me
Lets go

[Chorus]

[Outro - DJ On Point - talking]
Shout out the whole BSC
My nigga Slum Bugz
DJ Sunkist
Drew Cartier
The Don, Dre Bless
DJ BabeyDrew, My nigga Freeze, what up?
Shout out to mixunit.com
Can't forget Young B
'Toya, MK, Nate, I see y'all

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Get It Poppin’ – Fat Joe Testo della canzone

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Get It Poppin' – Fat Joe

[Fat Joe]
Crack! Yeah, Scott Storch y'all
Dirty, Crack! C'mon

[Chorus One: Nelly]
It's two up in the mornin girl, and the DJ playin that song
Now what'chu gon' do? (I'ma get get get it poppin)
Now what'chu gon' do? (I'ma get get get it poppin)
I said it's two up in the mornin girl, and the DJ playin that song
Now what'chu gon' do? (I'ma get get get it poppin)
Now what'chu gon' do? (I'ma get get get it poppin)

[Fat Joe]
I got that plat no limit American Express card
Mami you can get whatever you like
Plus I got that all-black Phantom it's tinted on four sides
Go 'head kiss it, they can't see us inside
Mami tell me do you like - it, I know you like - it
It's written all over your face don't fight - it
You like - it, more than I like - it
So put it all over your face don't bite - it
From rags to riches, club packed with bitches
Had to bag them digits, her head game was vicious (muah)
And we can get it poppin in the bathroom
Don't be selfish ma, go ahead and pass it to him
Then we can all fuck
It's like a million on my neck, got all of these bitches all struck
Aowww! We pissy drunk off of Seraphim
I'm up in V.I.P. and these bitches are screamin let me in

[Nelly]
Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Chorus Two: Nelly]
It's two up in the mornin girl, and the DJ playin that song
Now what'chu gon' do? (I'ma get get get it poppin)
Now what'chu gon' do? (I'ma get get get it poppin)
It's two up in the mornin now, and I'm tryin to go home wit'chu
Now what'chu gon' do? (I'ma get get get it poppin)
Now what'chu gon' do? (I'ma get get get it poppin)

[Fat Joe]
Ha ha, yeah, uhh, yo, uh
Get it poppin, go 'head and drop it
It's written all over your face, don't stop it
Just drop it, more like it's hot miss
Kick in the do' with the fo-fo messin with Joe
Now this chick got an ass so fat in fact I
put a drink on it and I came right back
She would never talk to a lame like that
In my ear screamin how you got a name like Crack
Crack - similar to Mike Jones
Say my name enough, then I'm takin you home
Aowwwwww! You know I walk with I talk with
I sleep with the chrome, one squeeze and you're gone
What I look like, not takin at least
three to six women out the club with me
Now we back to the fuck pad, call it the fuck pad
Cause all these bitches fuckin with me, talk to 'em dirty

[Nelly]
Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Chorus Three: Nelly, Fat Joe]
It's two up in the mornin girl, and the DJ playin that song
Now what'chu gon' do? (I'ma get get get it poppin)
Now what'chu gon' do? (I'ma get get get it poppin)

Well it's two up in the mornin and, them niggaz try'n hate on your crew
Nigga what'chu gon' do? (I'ma get get get it poppin)
Yeah what'chu gon' do? (I'ma get get get it poppin)

[Fat Joe]
Now when them doors swing open with that awkward motion
What'chu call it - suicide, it's a suicide
And if them niggaz talk shit cause they drunk off that potion
They commitin - suicide, it's a suicide
Let's get it poppin my niggaz (Cook, yo)
I got a shotty my niggaz (oh, Lord)
I feel sorry for your mudda, give a fuck what you say
Spin your head back, promote you on a videotape

[Chorus Four: Nelly]
It's two up in the mornin girl, and the DJ playin that song
Now what'chu gon' do? (I'ma get get get it poppin)
Now what'chu gon' do? (I'ma get get get it poppin)
It's four up in the mornin now, and I'm tryin to go home wit'chu
Girl what'chu gon' do? (I'ma get get get it poppin)
What'chu gon' do? (I'ma get get get it poppin)
C'mon

[Fat Joe]
Yeah, it's Crack! (What'chu gon' do)
Cafe Martorano, all my people in there partyin
All the party people across the world
Ladies, "Things of that Nature"
Aowwww!

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Get It Right – Aretha Franklin Testo della canzone

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Get It Right – Aretha Franklin

Alright gang let's start from number one
Let's throw down till it's done

Let's get this thing to workin'
There's no reason to wait
The time is now to start
We all could use the change

Hey, from right now till the dawn
We gonna really carry on
We won't stop
Not until we get it right

Out to be on the one
It's not over till is done
It's gonna be so good
When we get it right

Got to be willing to try
Even if we get up early
And we work over time
Do it till you get it right

It's an incredible high
There's no limit to what's in it
It's your's and mine
So let's do it till we get it, get it right

Till we get it (Make it shout, toss it, turn you inside out), ho...oh...
Do it till we get it (Stay with it and get it right)
Do it till we get it (Never stop, we could take it to the top), oh...oh...
Do it till we get it (Take the time, get it right)

I know just how to do it
To make it really nice
There's no mystery to it
Here's how you get it right

Well, you make it scream, you make it shout
Toss it, turn it inside out
Never quit, stay with it
And get it right

Don't give up, never stop
We can take it to the top
If we just take the time
To get it right

Oh...oh...don't give up now
We can make it, we can take it
Right to the top
Hey...ey...and never stop

Honey, let's reach for the sky
If we keep believin'
We can never go to high
Yeah, let's give it a try

Come on let's keep reaching up
Believe if it lasts forever
It's never too much
No way to get enough

Do it till we get it right
Even if it takes from mornin'
Till way into night
We've got do it till we get it, get it right

Till we get it (Make it shout, toss it, turn it inside out), oh...
Do it till we get it (Stay with it and get it right)
Do it till we get it (Never stop, we could take it to the top), hey...
Do it till we get it (Take the time get it right)

Do it till we (Get it), get it right, do it
Do it till we get it (Get it) get it (Get it right) and get it right
Do it till we (Get it) get it, baby, yeah, yeah
Do it till we (Get it) get it (Get it right) and get it right

Do it till we (Get it), ooh...
Do it till we get it (Get it), get it (Get it right)
Do it till we (Get it) ow, get it, baby
Do it till we (Get it), get it (Get it right) and get it right

I...yi...yi...yi...yi...yi...yi...yi...

(Do it till you get it) Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right
(Do it till you get it) Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right

(Do it till you get it) Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right
(Do it till you get it) Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right

(Do it till you get it) Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right
(Do it till you get it) Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right (Ooh...)

(Do it till you get it) Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right
(Do it till you get it) Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right

Till you get it
Do it till you get it (Get it) get it (Get it right) and get it right
Do it till you (Get it) get it, get it
Do it till you (Get it right)

Do it till you (Get it), get it, get it
Do it till we get it (Get it) get it (Get it right), get it right
Do it till you (Get it) get it, oh
Do it till we (Get it, get it right) and get it right

Don't give up now
We can make it, we can take it
Right to the top
Yeah...and never stop

Honey, let's reach for the sky
If we keep believin'
We could never go to high
Yeah, let's give it a try

Come on let's keep reachin' up
Believe if it lasts forever
Never too much
No way to get enough

Do it till we get it right
Even if it takes from mornin'
Till way into night
We've got do it till you get it, get it right

Till we get it (Make it shout, toss it, turn it inside out), get it
Do it till we get it (Stay with it and get it right)
Do it till we get it (Never stop, we could take it to the top), yeah...yeah...
Do it till we get it (Take the time get it right) and get it right

Do it till we (Get it), get it, oh, yeah
Do it till we get it (Get it) get it (Get it right), get it right
Do it till we (Get it), ow, ho, ho, ho, ho
Do it till we (Get it) get it (Get it right) and get it right

Do it till we (Get it), do it, do it
Do it till we get it (Get it), do it (Get it right) and get it right
Do it till we (Get it)
Do it till we (Get it, get it right)

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Get It Right – Authority Zero Testo della canzone

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Get It Right – Authority Zero

Stuck in the prosthetic new wave
Did I strike a single nerve?
Is your heart still beating?
Choke another second
Watch your mouth
They’re watching waiting for you
But you can’t talk about it
Step back a second to fixate
Upon a twisted observation
That brought you to your knees
Another fallacy, another waking moment of truth

No, you’re not dead
No, not quite yet
This is your time
How far will you take it?

Well as we carry along
Daft and choking on words
Poking head in harm's way
Maybe some day I’ll learn
And as we carry along
Broken records and promises
That get in the way
Have me hoping some day
I’ll get it right

Distracting lies that cry restraint
Hang tight another sec
Is your heart still beating?
Focused on retraction
Idle hands are washed up waiting for you
No second thought about it
Remembering all that you taught me
Provoked a numbing realization
That brought me to my feet
The only one who’ll make you sorry
Is the one that’s stuck in your shoes
And it’s you

No, you’re not dead
No, not quite yet
This is our time
How far will you take it?

Well as we carry along
Daft and choking on words
Poking head in harm's way
Maybe some day I’ll learn
And as we carry along
Broken records and promises
That get in the way
Have me hoping some day
I’ll get it right

Well as we carry along
Daft and choking on words
Poking head in harm's way
Maybe some day I’ll learn
And as we carry along
Broken records and promises
That get in the way
Have me hoping some day
I’ll get it right

Yeah, I'll get it right
Yeah, I'll get it right
Yeah
I'll get it right
Yeah, I'll get it right
Yeah, I'll get it right
Yeah
I'll get it right

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Get It Right – Issues Testo della canzone

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Get It Right – Issues

Ooh you know that you can get it
I'm a take it to the limit
A piñata, Imma hit it
Like I'm in the majors
Like I'm in the majors
I been looking at the talent
Ain't nobody gonna challenge
The way you balance your body
Can't nobody phase ya
Can't nobody phase ya

Whoa whoa
Stole my attention like a criminal
Whoa whoa
The way I lock it down is critical

I been craving on your body
I don't wanna go with out
If you want it you can shout it
You can tell the neighbors
You can tell the neighbors
Cause I wanna hear the sound
When I go down
Down to your downtown
Keep you cumming Imma make ya
Imma make you

Whoa whoa
Stole my attention like a criminal (I wanna lock you away)
Whoa whoa
The way I lock it down is critical

That's why I just won't quit
'Til your body just can't handle it
That's why I just won't stop
We'll get it on 'til you get off

Stole my attention like a criminal
(I wanna lock you away)
The way I lock it down is critical

That's why I just won't quit
'Til your body just can't handle it
That's why I just won't stop
We'll get it on 'til you get off

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Get It Right – Keyshia Cole Testo della canzone

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Get It Right – Keyshia Cole

You don’t ever wear that good cologne, no
Tell me why the hell you put that on, that on
Tell me who you tryna impress
You ain’t even noticed me in your favorite dress

Why you keep blowing up my phone?
Tryna make sure that I’m still home
Tell me what you doin baby
The heart never lies
It’s all in your stride
Before it gets too far
Tell me what you doin
‘Cause you don’t stroke it like you used to, do it like you used to do it
Ain’t got me moaning like you used to, own it like you used to own it

See, I did been through this before (been through this before)
And I ain’t going back no more (going back no more)
Before I’m headin out the door (Headin out the door)
Get it right or you can’t love me

Now I’m back to the favorite dress
Since when it don’t make you want the sex, the sex
Does she look like? Let’s guess, shit no
And now you’re givin her all those dresses you give to me

Baby why you keep blowing up my phone?
Tryna make sure that I’m still home
Tell me what you doin baby
The heart never lies
It’s all in your stride
Before it gets too far
Tell me what you doin
‘Cause you don’t stroke it like you used to, do it like you used to do it
Ain’t got me moaning like you used to, own it like you used to own it

See, I did been through this before (been through this before)
And I ain’t going back no more (going back no more)
Before I’m headin out the door (Headin out the door)
Get it right or you can’t love me

Get it right, get it right, get it right
Get it right, get it right, get it right
Get it right, get it right, get it right
(If you wanna love me again, get it right)
Get it right, get it right, get it right

‘Cause you don’t stroke it like you used to, do it like you used to do it (no you don’t)
Ain’t got me moaning like you used to, own it like you used to own it
(Got me thinking ‘bout quitting all night long)

See, I did been through this before (been through this before)
And I ain’t going back no more (going back no more)
Before I’m headin out the door (Headin out the door)
Get it right or you can’t love me

‘Cause you don’t stroke it like you used to, do it like you used to do it (do you hear me baby?)
Ain’t got me moaning like you used to, own it like you used to own it (no, you don’t get it)

See, I did been through this before (been through this before)
And I ain’t going back no more (going back no more)
Before I’m headin out the door (Headin out the door)
Get it right or you can’t love me (no more)

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Get It Right – Mary J Blige Testo della canzone

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Get It Right – Mary J Blige

You can search the galaxy
But you’ll never find another me
And I’m cool on your attitude
You’ll be trying prove you don’t need me in your life
But you’d better wake up and starting giving me what i deserve

[Chorus]
You need to be loving me like money
I want you stuck like bees to honey
I need you addicted to this good love
That I'm giving don’t be fronting
You need to hold on and don’t let go
I wanna feel you take control
You don't wanna wake up one morning
To see you lost your heart and soul
You better get it right

Boy it’s time for you to get it right
You bout to make me walk up out your life

You can swim the ocean wide
But you won’t discover love like mine
I’ma need you to understand if you gonna be my man
Then you gotta show that you wanna be here
You better start acting like you know
Ooh

[Chorus]
You need to be loving me like money
I want you stuck like bees to honey
I need you addicted to this good love
That I'm giving don’t be fronting
You need to hold on and don’t let go
I wanna feel you take control
You don't wanna wake up one morning
To see you lost your heart and soul
You better get it right

Boy it’s time for you to get it right,
You bout to make me walk up out your life

Had me playing with my head inception
Talking bout he loving me but I ain't feelin it
You's a bad joke yeah a crowd of smoke
So I’ma fall back in the rear coach gold
I gave him everything that he needed
Oh but now his phone number's been deleted
You couldn't get this right
Booking the next train up out of yo life

Ya better get it right

[Chorus:]

Boy it’s time for you to get it right (out of site)
You bout to make me walk up out your life......

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Get It Right – Sarah Connor Testo della canzone

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Get It Right – Sarah Connor

Let's get this thing to workin'
There's no reason to wait
The time is now to start
We all could use the change

Hey, from right now till the dawn
We're gonna really carry on
We won't stop
Not until we get it right

Out to be on the one
It's not over till is done
It's gonna be so good
When we

Got to be willing to try
Even if we get up early
And we work over time
Do it till we get it right

It's an incredible high
There's no limit to what's in it
It's yours and mine
So let's do it till we get it, get it right

Till we get it (Make it shout, toss it,
Turn you inside out), ho... oh...
Do it till we get it (Stay with it and get it right)
Do it till we get it (Never stop,
We could take it to the top), oh... oh...
Do it till we get it (Take the time, get it right)

I know just how to do it
To make it really nice
There's no mystery to it
Here's how you get it right

Well, you make it scream, you make it shout
Toss it, turn it inside out
Never quit, stay with it
And get it right

Don't give up, never stop
We can take it to the top
If we just take the time
To get it right

Oh... oh... don't give up now
We can make it, we can take it
Right to the top
Hey... ey... and never stop

Honey, let's reach for the sky
If we keep believin'
We can never go too high
Yeah, let's give it a try

Come on, let's keep reaching up
Believe it if it lasts forever
It's never too much
No way to get enough

Do it till we get it right
Even if it taken from mornin'
Till way into the night
We've got to do it till we get it, get it right

Till we get it (Make it shout, toss it,
Turn you inside out), oh... oh...
Do it till we get it (Stay with it and get it right)
Do it till we get it (Never stop,
We could take it to the top), oh... oh...
Do it till we get it (Take the time, get it right)

Do it till we (Get it), get it right, do it, do it, do it
Do it till we get it (Get it), baby, (Get it right)
Do it till we (Get it), baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Do it till we (Get it), get it (Get it right) c'mon

Get it right, get it right

(Do it till you get it) Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right
(Do it till you get it) Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right
(Do it till you get it) Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right
(Do it till you get it) Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right

Till we get it (Make it shout, toss it,
Turn you inside out), get it
Do it till we get it (Stay with it and get it right)
Do it till we get it (Never stop,
We can take it to the top)
Do it till we get it (Take the time get it right)
And get it right

Do it till you get it (Get it),
Till you get it, get it right
Do it till you get it (Get it),
Baby, baby, baby, yeah, yeah
Do it till we (Get it),
Woah, ho, ho, ho, yeah, yeah
Do it till you get it (Get it)
Till you get it, (get it right)
Till you

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Get It Right – Fantasia Barrino Testo della canzone

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Get It Right – Fantasia Barrino

[Intro:]
Alright, I said then
Are y'all ready to party with me?
I mean when I say party, I want us to really go there
Are you ready to go there?
Here we go.

[Verse 1:]
Give me what I want,
Somebody has gone
To keep on doing it wrong
Before you know it, you'll be sleeping alone.
'Cause you've been slipping lately
Off this shit I'm taking
You must have bumped your head
If you think that I'm a keep going through this.

[Chorus:]
We're spinning round and round
Like a broken record, don't you tune me out
It's the last time I'm telling you.
You think I'm so predictable
Just read my mind and you would know
That you're running out of time
So you'd better get, get, get, get it right.

[Verse 2:]
You wouldn't know what to do with your life
If I knew you couldn't even know your left from your right.
You say you don't care about me
But we know you'll be right back, begging for me.
Give up and you will be losing
With your lies you're always cruising
Tired of all these promises, making me sick.

[Chorus:]
From spinning round and round
Like a broken record, don't you tune me out
It's the last time I'm telling you.
You think I'm so predictable
Just read my mind and you would know
That you're running out of time
So you'd better get, get, get, get it right.

We spinning round and round
Like a broken record, don't you tune me out
It's the last time I'm telling you.
You think I'm so predictable
Just read my mind and you would know
That you're running out of time
So you'd better get, get, get, get it right.

Spinning round and round
Like a broken record, don't you tune me out
It's the last time I'm telling you.
You think I'm so predictable
Just read my mind and you would know
That you're running out of time
So you'd better get, get, get, get it right.

You better get it right, baby
Because you're running out of time
And you'll wish.

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Get It Right – The Downtown Fiction Testo della canzone

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Get It Right – The Downtown Fiction

I’m lying on your floor again
And I’ve been searching for a friend
My best behavior is appalling
And my stock just keeps on falling

I said I..
I’ll get it right
I’ll get it right!
No matter what I do
I.. I’ll make it up to you
I may not act my age
And nothing goes my way
But I.. try and get it right

You said that all I do is lie
I spend all day just getting high
I’m addicted to myself
Can’t make time for no one else

And I said I..
I’ll get it right
I’ll get it right!
No matter what I do
I.. I’ll make it up to you
I may not act my age
And nothing goes my way
But I.. try and get it right

I.. I’ll get it right

I’m lying on your floor again
And I’m still searching for a friend

(One more time)
I’ll get it right
No matter what I do
I.. I’ll make it up to you
I may not act my age
And nothing goes my way
But I.. try and get it right
Right
Try and get it right
Right
Try and get it right

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Get It Right Next Time – Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone

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Get It Right Next Time – Gerry Rafferty

Out on the street I was talkin' to a man
He said "there's so much of this life of mine that I don't understand"
You shouldn't worry, I said, that ain't no crime
Cause if you get it wrong you'll get it right next time (next time)

You need direction, yeah you need a name
When you're standing in the crossroads every highway looks the same
After awhile you get to recognize the signs
So if you get it wrong you'll get it right next time (next time)

Life is a liar yeah life is a cheat
It'll lead you on and pull the ground from underneath your feet
No use complainin', don't you worry, don't you whine
Cause if you get it wrong you'll get it right next time (next time)

You gotta grow, you gotta learn by your mistakes
You gotta die a little everyday just to try to stay awake
When you believe there's no mountain you can climb
And if you get it wrong you'll get it right next time (next time)

Next time, hmmmmm

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Get It Right The First Time – Billy Joel Testo della canzone

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Get It Right The First Time – Billy Joel

I don't believe in first impressions
For just this once I hope that looks don't deceive
I ain't got time for true confessions
I've got to make the move right now
Got to meet that girl somehow

I've gotta get it right the first time
That's the main thing
I can't afford to let it pass
You get it right the next time that's not the same thing
Gonna have to make the first time last.

I'm not much good at conversation
I never was too smooth at comin' on real strong
If all it takes is inspiration
Then I might have just what it takes
If I don't make no bad mistakes and I

I've gotta get it right the first time
That's the main thing
I can't afford to let it pass
You get it right the next time that's not the same thing
Gonna have to make the first time last.

I might find the courage
Yeah I might get up the nerve
But if my timing ain't just right what purpose would it serve?
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know how
To say those first few words

If I want to put myself in touch
The first few moments mean so much
So I suppose it's now or never
Before that woman walks right out of my life
Just let me pull myself together
I've got to give it one good try
Gotta take my chance tonight

I've gotta get it right the first time
That's the main thing
I can't afford to let it pass
You get it right the next time that's not the same thing
Gonna have to make the first time last.

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Get It Started – Pitbull Testo della canzone

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Get It Started – Pitbull

To these rappers I apologize, I know it ain't fair
Only ball I drop, New Year's Times Square
The world is mine, sixth sense, I see the seventh sense
Now baby, let's get started for life

Every time I look into your eyes
I feel like I could stare in them for a lifetime
We can get started for life (tonight)
For life (tonight) for life (tonight)
We can get started for life (tonight)
For life (tonight) for life (tonight)
We can get started

[Beat break]

(You know it feels right)

Big news, Pitbull, Tom Cruise, Mumbai
A lit up their December night like the fourth of july, vanilla sky
Thriller in Manila, knocking them out like Pacquiao
No Ali, no Frasier, but for now it's off to Malaysia

Two passports, three cities, two countries, one day
Now that's worldwide, if you think it's a game, let's play, dale

Every time I look into your eyes
I feel like I could stare in them for a lifetime
We can get started for life (tonight)
For life (tonight) for life (tonight)
We can get started for life (tonight)
For life (tonight) for life (tonight)
We can get started

[Beat break]

(You know it feels right)

I am what they thought I'd never become
I believed and became it
Now I'm here to claim it
I hustle anything you name it, name it
I went from eviction to food stamps
To bagging work, wet & damp
To a passport flooded with stamps
Now it's Volì everywhere I land

Two passports, three cities, two countries, one day
Now that's worldwide, if you think it's a game, let's play, dale

Cause if it feels right (you know it feels right)
We shouldn't waste anymore time
Let's get it started (let's get it started)
Don't think about it (let's get it started)
You know I'm gonna make it alright, alright (let's go)

Cause if it feels right (you know it feels right)
You know I made up my mind
Let's get it started (let's get it started)
Don't think about it (let's get it started)
I know that we can make it alright, alright

Every time I look into your eyes
I feel like I could stare in them for a lifetime
We can get started for life (tonight)
For life (tonight) for life (tonight)
We can get started for life (tonight)
For life (tonight) for life (tonight)
We can get started

(Don't start what you can't finish)

[Beat break]

(You know it feels right, let's go, you know it feels right)

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Get It To Get Her – Atmosphere Testo della canzone

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Get It To Get Her – Atmosphere

And then he asked me if he could bring her over to my house
And I'm like "What, are you going to fuck her in my den?"

Get it to get her [X4]

[Verse 1]
Playboy ain't got his own place
His mom and his sister are both his roommates
Where you gonna bring a lady friend?
You gonna get her pregnant in your basement?
You wanna explore her body
But mommy might come down and do the laundry
Can't put your girl on all fours
When your sister's room is one floor above yours
You not in school, you not employed
Fulltime, full grown momma's boy
You ain't making no choice
When you ain't even worth your own weight in coins
Then she gon laugh her ass off
And this time it ain't cause you took your pants off
No struggle, still like snapshot
Low hustle waiting on jackpot
Do the grind like you do the time
Nice shoes on her mind and whips so fine and
Y'all won't find no losers climbing
Up in her, up in her

[Hook]
We don't work, we don't need ta
We don't work, we don't need ta get it to get her!
Get it to get her [X4]

[Verse 2]
A man is only as good as the woman
Now take a look at the one's you know then
Think about who you wish was wifey
And what you doin to make the fish bite
You better have a pay check
It's like another kind of safe sex
The ethics connected to your favourite toy
Don't nobody wanna mate with a lazy boy
Motivation to keep it live
If you want a real queen bee for that hive
And even if you got cash, it doesn't mean you get a pass
...Trash, trash, trash
I don't know what they told you, what show they showed you
But things are tough all over
Debts, bill collectors, threats, whatever
Check, check, still better than ever
Home is home even when its bill grown
Now quit rappin and go get a real job
Ain't no girl deservin to be wife
Gonna wanna complete your worthless life

[Hook]

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Get It Together – Chris Sails Testo della canzone

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Get It Together – Chris Sails

Woah...
Yeah, hmm

It's been too long, baby
Should've never let you go
But we ain't never been friends
If we not making love
Ooh, see I, understand your frustration
I'm not tryna be waiting
Don't know how long I've been patient
But I'm not tryna fuck around with nobody else
I need you here
So baby, please tell me
You don't have to go, please stay, so we can be together
You don't have to go, please stay, so we can be together
Close eyes
I don't really wanna go
I don't really wanna stay
All you really need to know
Is can we get it together
Get it together
I don't really wanna go
I don't really wanna stay
All I really need to know
Is can we get it together
Get it together

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Get It Together – Dizzy Wright Testo della canzone

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Get It Together – Dizzy Wright

[Hook]
You tryin to make him happy
you ain't happy tell me
How you find the happiness in that
I know it makes you happy when he happy
but he acting he ain't happy where he at
I think its time to
Work work on you
time to work work on you
Work work on you
Until he get his shit together
Time to work work on you
Work work work on you
Work work on you
Until he get his shit together

[Verse 1]
She go to school take care of shit ain't scared of shit
She meditate She elevate She hella sick
She hella smart gotta glow likes the sun itself
She live by the streets there's no runnin for help
Only come for the wealth don't touch her she come by herself
The lonely stoner her soul is gunnin for help
You look at her beauty She don't pay you no mind
Rosey wine for the time tryin to make you a dime
Lost minds invitations to situations
Betrayal, Imitations changing as you flip them faces
Is it worth it remember your purpose
Its not forever make it happen it will feel amazing
I told her blessings come with patience
But patience come with Growth
Filled with wisdom been taking no sense
Found this patience in my smoke (my time)
Problems are not stop signs there guidelines
Stop wishing and start doing Cant be worried bout whats not mine

[Hook]
You tryin to make him happy
you ain't happy tell me
How you find the happiness in that
I know it makes you happy when he happy
but he acting he ain't happy where he at
I think its time to
Work work on you
time to work work on you
Work work on you
Until he get his shit together
Time to work work on you
Work work work on you
Work work on you
Until he get his shit together

[Verse 2]
She smoking weed chilling relaxing her soul
Naturally the ship she wanted she taking it home
She taking him down probably wont take him that long
Shadows of life come from when we be blocking our own
Don't grovel cause its over baby smile because it happened
You walking away slow but you never walk backwards
Someones oppinion of you shoulden't change none of your Habits
Procrastination this opportunitys assassin its a habit
We establish live so average not my passion
But knowledge has no value unless we put it inot practice
Look Health is the greatest gift
Contenment is the greatest wealth
Faithfulness is the greatest relationship now find it in yourself
Took the time to make myself took what I've been through in a strong way
missing 100% of the shots you don't take you gotta believe
how to acheive how can you make it
The best way to predict is to create it means you at your destination

[Hook]
You tryin to make him happy
you ain't happy tell me
How you find the happiness in that
I know it makes you happy when he happy
but he acting he ain't happy where he at
I think its time to
Work work on you
time to work work on you
Work work on you
Until he get his shit together
Time to work work on you
Work work work on you
Work work on you
Until he get his shit together

[Outro]
I told her
"Small deeds done are better thangreat deeds planed
Anyone who has never made a mistake has never tried anything new
we need to worry about in the now whats your purpose
the secret to happieness is freedom and the secret to freedom is courage
you doing things right but are you doing the right things
you don't need a man but you want a man
you don't need a plan you are the plan
look in the mirror and ask yourself "Who am I?"
you my queen are the ruler to anything you prosper
if it gets akward think like a toddler only you can slow you down

[Hook]
You tryin to make him happy
you ain't happy tell me
How you find the happiness in that
I know it makes you happy when he happy
but he acting he ain't happy where he at
I think its time to
Work work on you
time to work work on you
Work work on you
Until he get his shit together
Time to work work on you
Work work work on you
Work work on you
Until he get his shit together

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Get It Up – Chickenfoot Testo della canzone

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Get It Up – Chickenfoot

Get it up

Down deep dark circles
Round and round down below
Bound by condition
Drowning in sorrow

Now get it up
Arriba, 'riba
Oh, oh, oh
Get it up

Building your own temple
Earth, wood and stone
Wrap your feet in velvet
Walking east back home

Now get it up
Arriba, 'riba
Oh, oh, oh
Get it up

We can change the world
We gotta change the way we think about it

Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na

Get it up
Arriba, 'riba
Oh, oh, oh (arriba)
Get it up

Oh, arriba, 'riba (get it up)
Now get it up
Oh, oh, oh (arriba)
Arriba, 'riba, yeah

Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, (oh) na
Na, na, na, na, na (Arriba, 'riba)
Na, na, na, na

Arriba, 'riba
Now get it up
Arriba (ah, haha)
Wooh

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Get It Up For Love – Average White Band Testo della canzone

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Get It Up For Love – Average White Band

It's a tricky situation
Hard to say just what the outcome will be
If you saw the riddle you can save your soul
Chase love's shadows till the river's running cold

Hey, babe, get it up, get it up for love
Get it up, get it up for love, babe
Get it up, get it up for love

There's a longing in the people
No one knows just when the heartaches will cease
You can free and tell her, you can stay and fight
You can stand in line and scream: 'Hey, it's just my right'

Hey, babe, get it up, get it up for love
Get it up, get it up for love, babe
Get it up, get it up for love

So a smile, another falling star
[?]
So until we find
Just put your hand in mine, oh yeah

It's a tricky situation
Heaven knows just where the struggle must end
If it takes forever, I'd got the time above
I won't desert you when the tables have turned

Hey, babe, get it up, get it up for love
Get it up, get it up for love, babe
Get it up, get it up for love

Get it up, get it up for love, babe
Get it up, get it up for love
All the way for love, get it up all the way
Get it up all the way

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Get It Up For Love – David Cassidy Testo della canzone

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Get It Up For Love – David Cassidy

It's a tricky situation
Hard to say just what the outcome will be
If you solve the riddle you can save your soul
Or chase love's shadows till the rivers run cold

But hey, babe
Get it up, get it up for love
Get it up, get it up for love
Get it up, get it up for love
Woo hoo

There's a longing in the people
No one knows just what the outcome will be
You can flee in terror, you can stay and fight
You can stand in line and scream it's just not right.

But hey baby
Get it up, get it up for love
Get it up, get it up for love
Get it up, get it up for love
Woo hoo...

Soul for a smile, another falling star shatters by the wayside
Till love you find just what you had in mind.

It's a tricky situation
No one knows just where the heartaches will cease
If it takes forever, I got time to burn, babe
I won't desert ya when the table's turned.

Hey babe
Get it up, get it up for love
Get it up, get it up for love
Get it up, get it up for love.

Yes, I said hey babe
Get it up, get it up for love
Get it up, get it up for love
Get it up, get it up for love.

Oh, I said hey baby
Get it up, get it up for love
Get it up, get it up for love
Get it up, get it up for love.

Ooh, mama, mama, mama, mama...
Yes, I said hey baby
Get it up, get it up for love
Get it up, get it up for love
Get it up, get it up for love.

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Get It Wrong, Get It Right – Feist Testo della canzone

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Get It Wrong, Get It Right – Feist

Wind on the fields
Blowing your hair
Weaving gold
Weaving gold
Weaving gold
Weaving gold
Hand to hold
Hand to hold

Come to the hill
Got a nest to build
String and grass
String and grass
String and grass
String and grass
Leave the past
Leave the past

Climb up to the lookout
Tops of the trees
Little row
Little row
Little row
Little row
Come and go
Come and go

River dam
It fuels up the land
Skipping stones
Skipping stones
Skipping stones
Skipping stones
Build a home
Build a home

Cold outside
Warm by the fire
Get it wrong
Get it wrong
Get it wrong
Get it right
Get it right
Get it right

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Get it Ya Self – Curren$y Testo della canzone

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Get it Ya Self – Curren$y

[Intro:]
I said fool, I drop them bomb-ass tapes

[Hook - Dee Low:]
To all my people on the right, you gotta get it ya self
To all my people on the left, go and get it ya self
To all my people in the middle, go and get it ya self
Man, you better get you cause everybody for self (for self)

[Verse 1:]
Spitta, nigga, I do the music if you didn't know
Live from New Orleans, I host a show on [?]
Niggas just waking up, they never heard of him before
Good morning, here's a mixtape and an espresso
Hey ho, let's go, I listen to the Ramones all the way home
Flowmasters on the [?] performance cones
Let you know who riding up the block, Curren$y currently
Got the stock rising, niggas cannot front on he, he got G's behind him
Let my girl drive, I'm passenger side reclining
So low, top's off, I thought she was driving solo
While I'm smoking a doobie, I swear my life is a movie
I swear my life is my music, I swear my life is a movement

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I get it in like clowns in a Volkswagen
Paint it funny with the tailpipe dragging
Niggas asking mad questions "Spitta, what happen?
We thought you had an album coming after Where Da Cash At?"
I was laid back planning on receiving ass cap
Counted on before they heads, I fucked around and let 'em crack
Had to get another batch, way more careful
This time I'm gonna stash 'em, instead of carrying 'em
Looking for Spitta, I'm out in Cali with the [?]
Tally up the price, I'll have two of everything that's nice
Gotta the cool Corvette Z06 Arctic White, got the laces
On my shoes tied tight, alright like the hand that I wrote this with

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
And so uh, and so I go, the flow so dope, I got 'em hooked
Like I cast fishing line from a boat, live as kings dead long time ago
When the cribs was castles and they had drawbridges and moats
The people rode horses, I rode horses
600 of 'em in the back of this Porsche
Miss, didn't miss a beat, never met a beat that I couldn't beat
Never met a freak that I couldn't skeet, I'm a capital G, I did it all for me
Real niggas and bitches applaud, I work, I go hard, I put all my shows off

[Hook]

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Get It Your Way – The Band CAMINO Testo con traduzione in italiano

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Tutto questo tempo
Ho sempre pensato di poterti leggere nel pensiero
Ma eri impegnato a scendere online
Ora mi chiedo dove si nascondono i tuoi segreti
Pensi di conoscere qualcuno
Non ho mai saputo che fossi una pistola carica
Ora non c'è niente che possa essere annullato
Stai perdendo tutti uno per uno, uno per uno

Hai detto che ti dispiace ma non intendevi sul serio
Non mentirmi perché l'ho già visto
Non credo più a chi ti comporti come se fossi

Sto resistendo (non voglio lasciar andare)
Per un'altra fuga (non so cosa dire)
Stai andando avanti (e ti sto guardando come)
Non sei lo stesso (immagino che lo farai sempre a modo tuo)
Dici che non è colpa tua (non sai a chi dare la colpa)
Sei solo in questo modo (continui a scappare da te stesso ora)
E dopo tutto (immagino che farai sempre a modo tuo)
E dopo tutto (immagino che farai sempre a modo tuo)

non posso aiutare
Ricordando tutte le cose che ho sentito
Anche se puoi pensare solo a te stesso
Ami solo te stesso, almeno ami te stesso

Hai detto che ti dispiace ma non intendevi sul serio
Non mentirmi perché l'ho già visto
Non credo più a chi ti comporti come se fossi, più

Sto resistendo (non voglio lasciar andare)
Per un'altra fuga (non so cosa dire)
Stai andando avanti (e ti sto guardando come)
Non sei lo stesso (immagino che lo farai sempre a modo tuo)
Dici che non è colpa tua (non sai a chi dare la colpa)
Sei solo in questo modo (continui a scappare da te stesso ora)
E dopo tutto (immagino che farai sempre a modo tuo)
E dopo tutto (immagino che farai sempre a modo tuo)

Tutto questo tempo
Ho sempre pensato di poterti leggere nel pensiero
Ora mi chiedo dove si nascondono i tuoi segreti

Hai detto che ti dispiace ma non intendevi sul serio
Non mentirmi perché l'ho già visto
Non credo più a chi ti comporti come se fossi

Sto resistendo (non voglio lasciar andare)
Per un'altra fuga (non so cosa dire)
Stai andando avanti (e ti sto guardando come)
Non sei lo stesso (immagino che lo farai sempre a modo tuo)
Dici che non è colpa tua (non sai a chi dare la colpa)
Sei solo in questo modo (continui a scappare da te stesso ora)
E dopo tutto (immagino che farai sempre a modo tuo)
E dopo tutto (immagino che farai sempre a modo tuo)

Lo farai sempre a modo tuo
Fai sempre a modo tuo
Fallo a modo tuo, fallo sempre a modo tuo
Fallo a modo tuo, fallo sempre a modo tuo
Fallo a modo tuo, fallo sempre a modo tuo
Fallo a modo tuo, fallo sempre a modo tuo

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Get It Your Way – The Band CAMINO


All this time
I always thought that I could read your mind
But you were busy getting off online
Now I wonder where your secrets hide
You think you know someone
I never knew you were a loaded gun
Now there's nothing that could be undone
You're losing everybody one by one, one by one

You said you're sorry but you didn't mean it
Don't lie to me 'cause I've already seen it
I don't believe who you act like you are anymore

I'm holding on (I don't want to let go)
For another escape (I don't know what to say)
You're moving on (And I'm looking at you like)
You're not the same (I guess you'll always get it your way)
You say it's not your fault (You don't know who to blame)
You're just this way (You keep running from yourself now)
And after all (I guess you'll always get it your way)
And after all (I guess you'll always get it your way)

I can't help
Reminiscing all the things I felt
Even if you can only think about yourself
You only love yourself, at least you love yourself

You said you're sorry but you didn't mean it
Don't lie to me 'cause I've already seen it
I don't believe who you act like you are anymore, anymore

I'm holding on (I don't want to let go)
For another escape (I don't know what to say)
You're moving on (And I'm looking at you like)
You're not the same (I guess you'll always get it your way)
You say it's not your fault (You don't know who to blame)
You're just this way (You keep running from yourself now)
And after all (I guess you'll always get it your way)
And after all (I guess you'll always get it your way)

All this time
I always thought that I could read your mind
Now I wonder where your secrets hide

You said you're sorry but you didn't mean it
Don't lie to me 'cause I've already seen it
I don't believe who you act like you are anymore

I'm holding on (I don't want to let go)
For another escape (I don't know what to say)
You're moving on (And I'm looking at you like)
You're not the same (I guess you'll always get it your way)
You say it's not your fault (You don't know who to blame)
You're just this way (You keep running from yourself now)
And after all (I guess you'll always get it your way)
And after all (I guess you'll always get it your way)

You'll always get it your way
Always get it your way
Get it your way, always get it your way
Get it your way, always get it your way
Get it your way, always get it your way
Get it your way, always get it your way

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Get Left – G-Eazy e Anjelika JellyJoseph – Testo e Traduzione in Italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Sai
Abiti e stivali Celine
Dammi la libertà
Sì

Un brindisi con champagne e uno smoking, così di classe
Feste al castello, sono un vero Gatsby
Ha detto ""Amo la tua voce, suona così roca""
Le ho sussurrato all'orecchio, il resto è successo così in fretta
Veramente brava ragazza ma per me è così cattiva
Non bacerò e dirò, pensavo di averti detto non chiedermelo
Sto tranquillo ora, non chiedermelo
Tutto quello che posso dire è che ho reso il suo corpo così felice
Dalla Baia è per questo che è stato acquisito questo gioco
Fino a quando non mi sono trasferito al NO, l'ho assorbito, mi sono ispirato
Ho inseguito ciò che voglio, ho ottenuto tutto ciò che desideravo
Vado per giorni, ecco perché non mi stanco mai, andiamo

Il mio mal di schiena da tutto questo carro che sto trascinando
E sì, i miei piedini mi fanno male (ti sento, piccola)
Perché ho attraversato la tua mente tutto il giorno
Faresti meglio a fare bene o andrai a sinistra
Faresti meglio a fare bene o andrai a sinistra
Faresti meglio a fare bene o andrai a sinistra
Ho un sacco di [?] manca il tuo colpo, piccola

Ho lavorato tutta la notte, sì, va bene, sì
Il corpo sembra giusto, sì, è bello, sì
Sono il fottuto Joker, un incubo
Sesso in bagno, ti scoperò proprio lì
Nessuna gomma su di me, ho dovuto tirare i dadi, sì
L'ho già fatto, quindi l'ho eseguito due volte, sì
Cos'è un'altra volta, siamo già qui
La vita è una scommessa e la mia fortuna è bella, sì
Cattiva influenza, non seguire il mio consiglio, sì
Ore demoniache che salgono fino a quando non fa luce, sì
Sole che sorge, che cazzo è la vita, sì
Stai mentendo tra i denti se non sono il tuo tipo, sì

Il mio mal di schiena da tutto questo carro che sto trascinando
E sì, i miei piedini mi fanno male
Perché ho attraversato la tua mente tutto il giorno
Faresti meglio a fare bene o andrai a sinistra
Faresti meglio a fare bene o andrai a sinistra
Faresti meglio a fare bene o andrai a sinistra
Ho un sacco di [?] manchi il tuo colpo, piccola

Andiamo ora
Ho i migliori figli di puttana, le migliori troie, le migliori puttane
I gioielli più grandi, le auto più grandi, le case più grandi
Se vuoi venire al mio bar è meglio che bevi qualcosa
Non stiamo facendo niente di leggero qui dentro
E se è un po' di fumo, allora vai avanti e accendilo
E, merda, twerka qualcosa, piccola
Twerka qualcosa, piccola
Twerka qualcosa, piccola
Twerka qualcosa, piccola
Twerka qualcosa, piccola
Twerka qualcosa, piccola
Twerka qualcosa, piccola
Twerka qualcosa, piccola
Twerka qualcosa, piccola

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Get Left – G-Eazy Anjelika JellyJoseph


You know
Celine suits and boots
Gimme the loose
Yeah

A champagne toast and a tux, so classy
Parties at the castle, I'm a real life Gatsby
She said "I love your voice, it sounds so raspy"
I whispered in her ear, the rest happened so fastly
Real good girl but to me she's so nasty
I won't kiss and tell, thought I told you don't ask me
I'm chill now, don't ask me
All I can say is I made her body so happy
From the Bay that's why this game was acquired
Until I moved out to the NO, soaked it up, got inspired
I chased what I want, got everything I desired
I go for days on end, that's why I never get tired, let's go

My back ache from all this wagon that I'm draggin'
And yeah my little feet hurt (I feel you, baby)
'Cause I've been running through your mind all day
You better get right or you gon' get left
You better get right or you gon' get left
You better get right or you gon' get left
I got a lot on [?] miss your shot, babe

Been working all night, yeah, alright, yeah
Body looking right, yeah, it's nice, yeah
I'm the fucking Joker, a nightmare
Bathroom sex, I'ma fuck you right there
No rubbers on me, had to roll the dice, yeah
Already did it so I ran it twice, yeah
What's one more time, we already right here
Life is a gamble and my luck is nice, yeah
Bad influence, don't take my advice, yeah
Demon hours going up until it's light, yeah
Sun coming up, what the fuck is life, yeah
You're lying through your teeth if I'm not your type, yeah

My back ache from all this wagon that I'm draggin'
And yeah my little feet hurt
'Cause I've been running through your mind all day
You better get right or you gon' get left
You better get right or you gon' get left
You better get right or you gon' get left
I got a lot on [?] miss your shot, babe

Come on now
I got the finest motherfuckers, the finest hoes, the finest bitches
The biggest jewelry, the biggest cars, the biggest houses
If you wanna come to my bar you better drink something
We ain't doing nothing light in here
And if it's a little smoke, then go ahead and light it up
And, shit, twerk something, baby
Twerk something, baby
Twerk something, baby
Twerk something, baby
Twerk something, baby
Twerk something, baby
Twerk something, baby
Twerk something, baby
Twerk something, baby

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Get Like Me – Bhad Bhabie Testo della canzone

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Get Like Me – Bhad Bhabie

[NLE Choppa:]
D-Mac pop yo shit, D-Mac pop yo shit
Damn Pliz
That nigga take

[Bhad Bhabie:]
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Hoe, get like me
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Hoe, get like me
I ain't never gave a fuck about a broke bitch
I ain't never gave a fuck about no bitch
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Hoe, get like me

I'm gettin' a lot, killin' your bitches carotid, gettin' murdered (Murdered)
You be the judge, show me the verdict
I get my money converted
Bitches be running in circles (Circles)
Feel like I'm running the circuit (Circuit)
Rake me up for the commercial
Bands busting through my birkins (Bitch)
Bitch run up on me, get your shit smacked up
Fucked for the pack, get a pack if you mismatched (Bitch)
Shooting out the Wraith in a pitched black
Slick keep aiming at the scope, couldn't miss that (No)
Hoe you just broke get your money up (Up)
You ain't even got a thousand (Nope)
Selling stacks you need a tummy tuck (Eww)
Bitches really out here wildin' (Nasty bitch)
I got endorsements ready
You're just a corpse, sit steady (Steady)
I'm on the Forbes list stuntin' (Stuntin')
I put the plaques on the wall
I smell the plaque through your jaw
You ain't got nothing, jumping off (Bitch)

[Bhad Bhabie (NLE Choppa):]
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Hoe, get like me
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Hoe, get like me
I ain't never gave a fuck about a broke bitch
I ain't never gave a fuck about no bitch
Bitch, get you some money (Yeah)
Bitch, get you some money (Fuck the money, NLE)
Bitch, get you some money
Hoe, get like me (Haha)

[NLE Choppa:]
Get you some money, I'm countin' up guap (Yeah)
Lean in my tummy, I sip out the bottle (Yeah)
I hopped in the game but you know I'm a problem (Yeah)
Shoot him in the neck, pop him in the collar (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
The route start working, then you know I'm swingin' balls (Let's go)
But I get paid ten bands just to do a show (Bitch, bitch)
Bitch you know that I'm the man when I step up on the scene
I got a hundred sum' racks poking out my Balmain jeans (Racks, cash, yeah)
He wasn't there when we was down, so he can't join the team (He can't join that)
Don't you run up on me crazy 'cause this Glock it got a beam (It got a beam)
We do this murder shit for real, for my niggas I kill
I'd do a hundred years, swear to god I won't squeal
Never change on my gang, never changed for the fame
If I see a bitch ass rapper, I'ma take that nigga chain
Bitch, gang

[Bhad Bhabie & NLE Choppa:]
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Hoe, get like me
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Hoe, get like me
I ain't never gave a fuck about a broke bitch
I ain't never gave a fuck about no bitch
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Hoe, get like me

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Get Lit – Asap Rocky Testo della canzone

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Get Lit – Asap Rocky

[Intro: A$ap]
I get so high I touch the sky 'til I can't even function
I get so high I fuck around and wanna leave the function
The only thing that's on my mind is I'm gon' leave with somthin'
But it's nothin', and we roll one
With the 'tussin, and we gon' get

[Hook:]
Get get get get, Lit lit lit lit [x4]

It's about to go dowwn, drunker than a bitch
Afterparty with my niggas slumber party with yo bitch
Finna hit the lick
10 56
Takin' sips, let the syrup sit
Let it get the mix, everyday we gettin' gettin' lit

That purp purp 'n I get lit
'Methazine, tell em sip this
I'm on that Memphis
That 666
Trip 6 shit, bitches
A 50 box of them Swishers
Ghost slabs on them 6's
In the back seat full of bitches
Tryna hit licks
Gon' get lit

[Hook]

[Fat Tony:]
Just light the candle on the nightstand sittin' by the lotion
I got her open, got her floatin' off this purple potion
Just take a hit no time to quit because you gotta smoke this
I gotta focus when I pour it 'cas it's kinda potent
(She like them all gold slugs), No diamonds on me
I chunk the deuce I'm comin' down and I be ridin' spokesin'
I be that pretty muthafucka and you got to know this, this
Now we gotta go get, get
Now we gotta go get

[Hook]

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Get Lit Or Die Tryin’ – Meechy Darko Testo con traduzione in italiano

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Ragazza, non sono una persona qualunque, sono le 12 su Kawasaki
Di solito sono ubriaco, incasinato, probabilmente Henny
Gat nascosto, potrebbe catturare un cadavere
L'ultimo negro ha cercato di derubarmi, lo giuro su Dio, non riesce nemmeno a trovarlo
Accenditi o muori provando
Ragazza, non sono una persona qualunque, sono le 12 su Kawasaki
Di solito sono ubriaco, incasinato, probabilmente Henny
Gat nascosto, potrebbe catturare un cadavere
L'ultimo negro ha cercato di derubarmi, lo giuro su Dio, non riesce nemmeno a trovarlo
Accenditi o muori provando

Accenditi o muori provando
Rotola con il rock, non è scienza
Questa è la mia vita, fanculo la sua vita
Chi sta morendo?
Tu sei (Brr), davvero, io non (Brr), il proiettile sta volando (Brr, grrah, bah)
Non so se lo sai
Ma il denaro è uguale a zappe e
Vuoi allargare il pacchetto? Bene
Meglio aggiungere un po' di Fentanyl
Sto per cucinare la cocaina con esso
Ho bicarbonato di sodio, frusta, frusta
Quello è mio nonno, non il mio pappy-pappy
Mia nonna nascondeva il pacco
Sono eccitato, legato, acciaio blu, Mac 10
Le Glock scoppiano, i Ruger tedeschi si muovono al rallentatore mentre io ricarico
Ho un raggio su di esso, ora quel raggio su di te
Sì, negro, legato cubano, pelliccia rosa, grandi anelli
A chi mi odia non piaccio, la polizia non mi insulterà
Riempirò la fottuta melodia più tardi, domani, credo
Vado a prendermi un altro fottuto drink, baciare il rosa

Ragazza, non sono una persona qualunque, sono le 12 su Kawasaki
Di solito sono ubriaco, incasinato, probabilmente Henny
Gat nascosto, potrebbe catturare un cadavere
L'ultimo negro ha cercato di derubarmi, lo giuro su Dio, non riesce nemmeno a trovarlo
Accenditi o muori provando
Ragazza, non sono una persona qualunque, sono le 12 su Kawasaki
Di solito sono ubriaco, incasinato, probabilmente Henny
Gat nascosto, potrebbe catturare un cadavere
L'ultimo negro ha cercato di derubarmi, lo giuro su Dio, non riesce nemmeno a trovarlo
Accenditi o muori provando

Non prende Birkin, a meno che non squirti
Non so perché, ma le puttane si fidano di me come fanno i chirurghi
Sulla strada della ricchezza, la trama si infittisce
Ma anche le donne, ecco la mia storia dall'inizio
La mia vita come Blue Steel, Chrome Hearts
La mia vita tipo, mwah, acido high, Murda, Goyard
Io rappo come, ho una malattia e questa merda non si fermerà
Pillole in ogni tonalità, azzurro polvere, anche rosse
Muoviti come il drogato, un veterano di Vetements
Calze Gucci, Glock sporche, Benzo pulito
Le sue e le sue pistole potrebbero spararne un paio
Tagliagole, sangue, rispetto, ho bisogno del massimo
Infilo i soldi nel materasso, infilo il cazzo nell'attrice
Nessuna ragazza potrebbe spaventarmi, sono troppo cattiva
Ciao, mi chiamo Meechy (Woo)
Chi sei esattamente?
Non importa nemmeno

Ragazza, non sono una persona qualunque, sono le 12 su Kawasaki
Di solito sono ubriaco, incasinato, probabilmente Henny
Gat nascosto, potrebbe catturare un cadavere
L'ultimo negro ha cercato di derubarmi, lo giuro su Dio, non riesce nemmeno a trovarlo
Accenditi o muori provando
Ragazza, non sono una persona qualunque, sono le 12 su Kawasaki
Di solito sono ubriaco, incasinato, probabilmente Henny
Gat nascosto, potrebbe catturare un cadavere
L'ultimo negro ha cercato di derubarmi, lo giuro su Dio, non riesce nemmeno a trovarlo
Accenditi o muori provandoci

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Get Lit Or Die Tryin' – Meechy Darko


Girl, I ain't just anybody, 12 o'clock on Kawasakis
Usually I'm drunk, fucked up, off that Henny probably
Gat tucked, might catch a body
Last nigga tried to rob me, swear to God, can't even find him
Get lit or die tryin'
Girl, I ain't just anybody, 12 o'clock on Kawasakis
Usually I'm drunk, fucked up, off that Henny probably
Gat tucked, might catch a body
Last nigga tried to rob me, swear to God, can't even find him
Get lit or die tryin'

Get lit or die tryin'
Roll with the rock, it is not science
This is my life, fuck his life
Who's dyin'?
You are (Brr), really, I ain't (Brr), bullet's flyin' (Brr, grrah, bah)
Don't know if you know this
But money equals hoes and
Wanna make the pack spread? Aight
Better add some Fentanyl in it
Bout' to cook the cocaine with it
Got baking soda, whip, whip
That's my granddaddy, not my pappy-pappy
My grandmammy usеd to hide the package
I bе geeked up, strapped in, blue steel, Mac 10's
Glocks poppin', German Rugers move in slow motion while I'm reloadin'
Got a beam on it, now that beam on ya
Yeah, nigga, Cuban linked, pink fur, big rings
Haters don't like me, police won't slight me
I'ma fill in the fuckin' melody later, tomorrow, I think
I'ma get me another motherfuckin' drink, kiss up the pink

Girl, I ain't just anybody, 12 o'clock on Kawasakis
Usually I'm drunk, fucked up, off that Henny probably
Gat tucked, might catch a body
Last nigga tried to rob me, swear to God, can't even find him
Get lit or die tryin'
Girl, I ain't just anybody, 12 o'clock on Kawasakis
Usually I'm drunk, fucked up, off that Henny probably
Gat tucked, might catch a body
Last nigga tried to rob me, swear to God, can't even find him
Get lit or die tryin'

She don't get no Birkin, unless she squirtin'
I don't know why but bitches trust me like they surgeon
On the road to riches, the plot thickens
But so do the women, here's my story from the beginnin'
My life like Blue Steel, Chrome Hearts
My life like, mwah, acid high, murda, Goyard
I rap like, I got an illness and this shit just won't stop
Pills in every hue, powder blue, even red ones
Move like the dopeman, a veteran in Vetements
Gucci sweatsocks, dirty Glocks, clean Benzo
His and her handguns might let off a couple
Cutthroat, bloodsoak, respect, I need upmost
I stuff money in the mattress, I stuff dick inside the actress
No girl could freak me, I'm way too nasty
Hi, my name is Meechy (Woo)
Who are you exactly?
It doesn't even matter

Girl, I ain't just anybody, 12 o'clock on Kawasakis
Usually I'm drunk, fucked up, off that Henny probably
Gat tucked, might catch a body
Last nigga tried to rob me, swear to God, can't even find him
Get lit or die tryin'
Girl, I ain't just anybody, 12 o'clock on Kawasakis
Usually I'm drunk, fucked up, off that Henny probably
Gat tucked, might catch a body
Last nigga tried to rob me, swear to God, can't even find him
Get lit or die tryin'

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Get Loose – “autore” Testo della canzone

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Get Loose –

Yeah, haha. It's Chris Webby. Yeah.
Static on the beat.
Baby I get loose,
I get loose.
You know what I mean?
I'm feelin' good,
Real good.
Uh huh, yeah. Yeah.

It's that human dictionary,
Webby's always rapping A to Z.
Never smart to play with me
The flow is never A to G [?].
My style is indescribable
So nobody can label me.
Get loose with a bottle of goose,
Rollin' an eighth of weed.

Step to me,
Then I'm prepared for war.
'Cause I'm a ninja
So you know I'm down to carry a sword.
In the lead,
So my competitors stare at the score.
While I'll be gettin' high like Chewbacca
And Harrison Ford.

Immature,
Yeah, sure
But I spit that heat.
Molten lava off the top,
Baby, Dante's peak.
I just tighten up my sneaks,
And I stomp that beat.
Build a butcher
Don't even know if you want that beef.

I get loose like the crotch of my jeans.
So complex when I rap.
Can't even tell what a lot of it means.
But I be gettin' to the top
By any possible means.
With that audio crack rock
I got for the fiend.

I get loose,
In the booth
And I'm at it again.
So get ready for the show
Baby gather your friends.
It's that foul mouth white boy
Back to offend
Everybody that I can.
Where's my pad and a pen?
I get loose
With the flow
Never air to my words.
CT on my back,
And I'm reppin' for sure.
Anybody and everybody can tell
It's my turn.
So I'm a show these people why Webby's
The best in the burbs.

I roll the dice like Jumanji,
No Robin Williams,
But I'll have a pack of animals
Stampeding through your lobby.
I'm the son of Zeus,
Webby spit it godly.
I'm a good fella,
Play the roll of Tommy.

With a couple of zannies
In my system
And a Callanie [?]
I'll be wallin' out of control.
I fuckin' dare you to stop me.

I'm edgier
Than complicated origami.
Throwin' fists,
I'm the opposite of Gandhi.
Never be wack,
I'm head of the pack,
I'm leveling tracks.
Etc, you step in the ring,
I'm sending you back.

You'll be lucky if you leave
And then your head is attached.
When I attack the nervous system
With these venemous tracks.
Stay loose with the laces on my boots,
Living proof,
That hip-hop ain't dead,
It evolved to something new.
So call the army
And bring out the damn tanks.
'Cause that's all she wrote
Diary of Anne Frank.

I get loose,
In the booth
And I'm at it again.
So get ready for the show
Baby gather your friends.
It's that foul mouth white boy
Back to offend
Everybody that I can.
Where's my pad and a pen?
I get loose
With the flow
Never air to my words.
CT on my back,
And I'm reppin' for sure.
Anybody and everybody can tell
It's my turn.
So I'm a show these people why Webby's
The best in the burbs.
Yeah.

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Get Loose – Bliss n Eso Testo della canzone

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Get Loose – Bliss n Eso

Bliss n Eso Hyjak bring it precise
We singing it nice fresher than a minger on ice
If yall're up in this bitch lets start breaking something
Aint this bumpin? Every fucking patron jumpin
And this came from nothin fuck radio airwaves
Shit to save I've got my hair shaved (well thats fair play.)
To all my troops get your boots stampin
You got me booze slammin I'm a loose cannon
I found my companion, IZM was so blind
Passed out on the shitter five minutes to showtime
You hoes fine? Well even if you're not fly
Cock eyed with a head that looks like a drop eye
Turn it clockwise on your volume meter
All you lads screamin out like you callin beaver
Wakin up all you sleepers
Shits so fucking loud like we bombin speakers

It goes
Grab your parner Dosey Doe
To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
(Yee ha)
My crews sussin this bitch
(Aw yeah)
Let's get loose up in this bitch
[X2]

Are they ready for this? I don't think they are
We ain't weight lifters but still game to raise the bar
Face it we're basically state of the art
Delegate your danger its like demons playin the harp
You playing proud I'll take my mike and go the distance
Video eqiopment for christmas, now you think you can spit this?
We made our own path rollin, we rim spinning
We just stolen a ??
But you're me they're jealous we controllin our destiny
I'm the piece of the puzzle that been dipped in LSE
Fella you seein the RTI lightin weed
Why the fuck are you photo id'ing your photo id
Bad guy you need to point your finger at
Slap you in the face with a dick attached to a fucking cricket bat
Bring it back, rocking Sydney nightly
You the finest weed the .. west side to the sea like

Grab your parner Dosey Doe
To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
(Yee ha)
My crews sussin this bitch
(Aw yeah)
Let's get loose up in this bitch
[X2]

To all my troops getin loose get your boots stampin
Where ya at? Aw yeah
To all my troops getin loose get your boots stampin
Where ya at? Aw yeah

Awww shit, another track I can bless
With psychadellic side effects got Hyjak in the tress
I'm chillin like I'm feeling bro rolling skunk
While Bliss is butt naked bloody bowling drunk
Man you know what's up that authentic shit
Less Bling Bling bro and more penmanship
And I'll send this shit to the moon and back
Then burn something backstage where my crew is at
See there's a couple of things that I've wanted all year
To live off this mike and be sponsored by beer
Since that won't happen imma show you a trick
How to piss and walk while you're smoking a spliff
And it's making them sick lower class blowin smoke
In the face of the rich while I spit his kids
Like takin the trip and imma tear these walls down
So buff tuff pricks can stare these balls down

Grab your parner Dosey Doe
To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
(Yee ha)
My crews sussin this bitch
(Aw yeah)
Let's get loose up in this bitch
[X2]

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Get Loose – Christina Milian Testo della canzone

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Get Loose – Christina Milian

Whether you're whinin' it grindin' it or straight tworkin' it
I don't care as long as you're workin' it
Ride the vibes until you get into it
I guarantee for sure you'll be lovin' it
Whether you came alone to leave with someone
Or with your crew to party til' the night is done
Do your thang aint nobody stoppin' you
It's whateva all I want for you to do is...

Close your eyes and just groove
Don't stand there come on move
Don't be afraid to let go
Let the music take control
If you come here to have a good time
Leave all your troubles behind
Wave your hands and get live
This is the place and now is the time

Get loose tonight we get down
Tearin' up til' the place shutdown
Get loose it's time to get loud
Fell the bass boomin' movin' the crowd
Get loose let it go
Quit standin' around and get on the floor
Everybody grab somebody here we go
We revin' up the party act like ya know

Aint no need for fighting or catchin' some kinda attitude
Check that mess before you step in the room
Let it go remember what you came to do
While the D.J. spins it on the ones and twos
Get busy get jiggy whatever works for you
Whether tipsy or sober that's up to you
But before the night's over I'm tellin you
To enjoy yourself all you need to do is...

Close your eyes and just groove
Don't stand there come on move
Don't be afraid to let go
Let the music take control
If you come here to have a good time
Leave all your troubles behind
Wave your hands and get live
This is the place and now is the time

Get loose tonight we get down
Tearin' up til' the place shutdown
Get loose it's time to get loud
Fell the bass boomin' movin' the crowd
Get loose let it go
Quit standin' around and get on the floor
Everybody grab somebody here we go
We revin' up the party act like ya know

Ahh ahh ahhh
Now that you're on the floor, I know that you're wanting more
Ahh ahh ahhh
The music's taking over you, show me what cha gonna do
Ahh ahh ahhh
Too late you can't hide I can see it's in you
Ahh ahh ahhh
And you feel the need to let it go

Get loose tonight we get down
Tearin' up til' the place shutdown
Get loose it's time to get loud
Fell the bass boomin' movin' the crowd
Get loose let it go
Quit standin' around and get on the floor
Everybody grab somebody here we go
We revin' up the party act like ya know

Get loose tonight we get down
Tearin' up til' the place shutdown
Get loose it's time to get loud
Fell the bass boomin' movin' the crowd
Get loose let it go
Quit standin' around and get on the floor
Everybody grab somebody here we go
We revin' up the party act like ya know

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Get Loose – Drimer Testo della canzone

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Get Loose – Drimer

{Bridge}
Io non ho mai, io non ho mai, io non ho mai
Fatto cose del genere, visto cose del genere
Io non ho mai, io non ho mai, io non ho mai
Fatto cose del genere con donne del genere

{Strofa 1: Ares Adami}
Focalizza il neo sopra la bocca carnosa
Mentre aspiro mango kush, gran cosa
Mentre vieni ipnotizzato dal cerchio di fumo
Hai già ipotizzato curve certo del culo
Hai visto i suoi occhi dolci, specchio di giugno
Troppo caldo da sprecare col secco di turno
È giunta l'ora di interrompere il vecchio digiuno
(get down) sguardo pronto, vecchio ti giuro
Unghie curate sembrano filtro e cartina
Lunghe murate giù fino alla marina
Tramonto fa arrossire la pelle da zarina
Niente fondotinta o farina
Come spinta in cabina fuori le tecniche
La tua lingua sulle gambe chilometriche
Poi sulle grandi labbra un filo scettiche
Tranquilla baby io lo so che aspetti che

{Ritornello: Ares Adami}
Non puoi calmare gli impulsi e la fame mente
Ho un po' di ansia quando bussi, il male mentre
Banalità in cui si ricade sempre
La qualità della tua pussy incandescente
E quindi più si rimane più tu sì capisci che
Le possibilità vanno a ridursi and you see
A little confused by the truth
If you gonna get loose with the one with some true skills

{Bridge}
Io non ho mai, io non ho mai, io non ho mai
Fatto cose del genere, visto cose del genere

{Strofa 2: Drimer}
Chiudere la tenda e vederti distesa è un sogno
Le tue forme trasformerebbero ogni coperta
In una tela ad olio
Van Gogh avrebbe ucciso per dipingere
Solamente una piccolissima parte del tuo corpo
Fammi fare su soltanto questa
E poi fumiamola finché non ci scoppia la testa
Faremo l'amore nei camerini di Bershka
Stando bene attenti che la commessa non sia attenta
Io non ti prometto vestiti Gucci
Ma sono delle gran belle scopate e ottime chiacchierate
Non so che succederà domani
Ma ho come il presentimento che rimpiangerò queste nottate
Sai la prima volta che sei entrata nella mia stanza
Mi sono detto dille di no
Ma poi hai iniziato a spogliarti
E ho detto no al dirti di no, yo

{Ritornello: Ares Adami}
Non puoi calmare gli impulsi e la fame mente
Ho un po' di ansia quando bussi, il male mentre
Banalità in cui si ricade sempre
La qualità della tua pussy incandescente
E quindi più si rimane più tu sì capisci che
Le possibilità vanno a ridursi and you see
A little confused by the truth
If you gonna get loose with the one with some true skills

{Bridge}
Io non ho mai, io non ho mai, io non ho mai
Fatto cose del genere, visto cosa del genere
Io non ho mai, io non ho mai, io non ho mai
Fatto cose del genere con donne del genere

{Outro: Drimer}
Aaah
E ci ricado sempre
Sei un salto della fede in cui ricado sempre
Sempre ci ricado sempre
Sei il mio salto della fede in cui ricado sempre, sempre

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Get Loose – The Coronas Testo della canzone

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Get Loose – The Coronas

Get up, it always ends the same
You're out and you wanna be entertained
Oh, so you've nothing left to hide

But my god, you're looser than you think
You soared up and through the kitchen sink
Oh, you just take it in you're stride

Come on, I dare you
To get loose, yeah
Come on, I dare you
To get loose, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Back then, you were never that discrete
You had sense where you should be
Oh, so did you let that go?

You can't see, you barely look awake
But you say it's me that plays it's safe
Well, at least you let me know

And you can deny us
Are you gonna guide us?
We can decide we have all just had enough
So are you bringing us down
Are you helping us all out?
Just make sure we move like there's no one else around us

Say
Come on, I dare you
To get loose, yeah
Come on, I dare you
To get loose, yeah

And you know
How to silence yourself
Let it go
Let it go, I could do with some help
Ooh

Come on, I dare you
To get loose, yeah
Come on, I know you
Can get loose, yeah
Yeah, yeah

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Get Lost – Billy Crawford Testo della canzone

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Get Lost – Billy Crawford

Me and you in stereo
Headed to a place where nobody knows our name
Maybe we can go
Somewhere on an island
In another time
When things are slow

Cause I just wanna chill with you
Something I could feel with you
Baby we could go somewhere
Put the deuces in the air
I'm done

All I need is you
We can hop up in the coupe
Put the world in our rear view
World in our rear view, world in our rear view
See, all I need is you
Pack a bag for two
Put the world in our rear view

We can get lost
Leave it all behind us
Go somewhere where somebody else can find us
Lost
Feet up on the dash
Puff'n through the city with a bag full of cash
Lost
Leave it all behind us
Go somewhere where somebody else can find us
Lost
Feet up on the dash
Puff'n through the city with a bag full of cash
Lost

Caught up in the stress
Leave it all behind us
Nowhere they can find us
Throw away the GPS
Cause I don't wanna know baby
Let's just hit the road and go

Cause I just wanna chill with you
Something I could feel with you
Baby we can go somewhere
Middle finger in the air
I'm done

All I need is you
We can hop up in the coupe
Put the world in our rear view
World in our rear view, world in our rear view
(All I need is you)
See, all I need is you
Pack a bag for two
Put the world in our rear view

We can get lost
Leave it all behind us
Go somewhere where somebody else can find us
Lost
Feet up on the dash
Puff'n through the city with a bag full of cash
Lost
Leave it all behind us
Go somewhere where somebody else can find us
Lost
Feet up on the dash
Puff'n through the city with a bag full of cash
Lost

[?]

Lost
Leave it all behind us
Go somewhere where somebody else can find us
Lost
Feet up on the dash
Puff'n through the city with a bag full of cash
Lost
Leave it all behind us
Go somewhere where somebody else can find us
Lost
Feet up on the dash
Puff'n through the city with a bag full of cash
Lost

We can get lost
Lost
We can get lost
Lost

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Get Lost – Gucci Mane Testo della canzone

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Get Lost – Gucci Mane

[Intro]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray to Lord fake niggas he keep
But if I shut down before I wake
I pray to Lord real niggas he take

[Hook]
I told my top to get lost
Cuz I don’t really like ceilings
I told a bitch to get lost
I think I hurt the girl feelings
So I hit the gas and get lost
I hit the thrust and get lost
I’m in that new Rolls Royce
If you don’t like it get lost

[Verse 1]
Me and my top beefin
So I don’t really wanna see him
They picture man, the flare nigga
And all the kids wanna be him
I told that girl to get lost
Cuz I don’t even like to argue
All this money that I’m makin
They think I’m playing for the Chargers
My jury game is retarded
My car game is exotic
The inside my Maserati
Cuz look like he in the hypnotic
I’m runnin from the paparazzi
But I’m in the Lamborghini
They call me Gucci Debiassi
I think I’m fucking Liberace

[Hook]
I told my top to get lost
Cuz I don’t really like ceilings
I told a bitch to get lost
I think I hurt the girl feelings
So I hit the gas and get lost
I hit the thrust and get lost
I’m in that new Rolls Royce
If you don’t like it get lost

[Verse 2]
Smoking kush with my boys
I’m a walking weed joyce
They say I fuck on my alarms
I say it back, it’s my choice
Selling dope with my squad
Old school’s in my yard
I got a Chevy so clean
And my goodness so hot
They say it’s getting real hot
So I took off of my top
I got the number one spot
I’m coming down my block

[Hook]
I told my top to get lost
Cuz I don’t really like ceilings
I told a bitch to get lost
I think I hurt the girl feelings
So I hit the gas and get lost
I hit the thrust and get lost
I’m in that new Rolls Royce
If you don’t like it get lost

[Verse 3]
Dragging from the old school in my new school
Top missing, nigga with my new tool
Same ways with my new juice
Getting money on these young fools
You pay for perfect when you’re big time
You pay for perfect when your sun shine
Harley Davidson, 1100
Nigga know we got them army guns
Big money when we poppin nigga
Overseas when I’m shoppin nigga
Hella choppers when we choppin nigga
Getting money by the mount nigga
Uptown with the swag nigga
300 on the dash nigga
Out the pound full of cash nigga
Nigga first not last nigga

[Hook]
I told my top to get lost
Cuz I don’t really like ceilings
I told a bitch to get lost
I think I hurt the girl feelings
So I hit the gas and get lost
I hit the thrust and get lost
I’m in that new Rolls Royce
If you don’t like it get lost

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Get Lost, Find Yourself – “autore” Testo della canzone

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Get Lost, Find Yourself –

Somewhere in between the end and the beginning
I found a way to finally
Pick up the pieces of the mess I used to be
And sail away to nowhere

Cause all this time, I've walked the line
But deep inside I was waiting for a sign

I lost my way but I found myself
Hear the sound of open lands
I guess I belong somewhere else
Than where the ground cracks where I stand

I spent too many nights looking back on my life
And faking smiles to everyone
I used to be the one wandering with lowered eyes
And trying hard to clear this mind

Cause all this time, I've walked the line
But deep inside I was waiting for a sign

I lost my way but I found myself
Hear the sound of open lands
I guess I belong somewhere else
Than where the ground cracks where I stand

Got lost and found myself doing much better
Went far from this town and I'm running ever further
[x2]

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Get Loud – Cranio Randagio Testo della canzone

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Get Loud – Cranio Randagio

{Verse 1}
Rap, quale rap?
In questa realtà vale sempre meno
Dove tu vali sempre zero, il limite è molto più giù del cielo
Dicono "resta sempre vero"
Mentre io penso a resta' intero
Ma non sopporto tutto questo gelo
Quindi bar tender passa il Pampero
Pare vero o no che ce la farò
Dici "ci sarò", Troia leave me alone
So che in sta topaia prima o poi io scoppierò
Un concentrato di esplosivo gli USA pe' i Vietcong
Con la rabbia di Frank Castle ed un quarto del tuo bon ton

{Hook}
Get down, loro dicevano a me
Fai questo, silenzio, testa bassa pulisci il parquet (ma io)
Get loud, strillavo forte perché
Volevo gridare al mondo fai un po' di posto per me

{Verse 2}
Bella man la mia testa è un geyser
Scappo in fretta con i miei stoned riders
Nella mente percorro iarde
Scrivo più feroce di Bruce Banner
Vattene non c'è prospettiva
So' anni che calco sta strada in salita
Con i calli su i piedi resisto a fatica
Carburo a sativa selvaggio eremita
Che vuoi che vi dica la luce è lontana combatto
Con la mia katana forgiata d'inchiostro, abbatte ogni mostro
Che quando dormo nel sonno mi sbrana
Non vi sopporto voi gente che brama la fama, rincorre la grana
Io salgo a stento sperando che su
Trovi all'arrivo il miglior panorama

{Hook}
Get down, loro dicevano a me
Fai questo, silenzio, testa bassa pulisci il parquet (ma io)
Get loud, strillavo forte perché
Volevo gridare al mondo fai un po' di posto per me

{Verse 3}
Manto stellato stasera tracciami la via, seguo sudato la scia
Di una cometa e questo pianeta piange sul fondo di un cavalcavia
Dove si trova la pace qui sotto messia? (chi) quale messia?
Siam messi al muro da una fantasia, brucio menzogne ho la cristofobia
Mi tengo i sogni e il mio cuore d'acciaio
La mia passione, i miei soci, il mio cranio
Sono la bomba che spezza il divario
Tra un sogno e il suo riscontro monetario
Mi strappo l'ugola le urla le senti
Mi tuffo a picco in un mare di brandy
Nel mio paese tutti grandi Gatsby
Uomini vuoti pieni di tormenti

{Outro}
Pieni di tormenti
Pieni di tormenti
Pieni di tormenti

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Get Loud TWICE – Testo con accordi e traduzione in italiano

https://open.spotify.com/track/06rOypJlNqSmHXT3FymVp6?si=EDxmSeYSTqmBzIKWOp0eEA

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Ehi, potrei diventare rumoroso, 
ehi, ehi, ehi, ehi. 
Potresti ottenere, diventare rumoroso
Attraverserò la linea sotto i miei piedi (Prendi, fai rumore)
Smetti di essere uno scherzo così pericoloso
Ai miei occhi è la fine della scogliera
E se fai un passo? Scendi
Peccato, è davvero grande
(potrebbe diventare, diventare rumoroso)

Bugie meravigliosamente mentite
Penso di voler attirare l'attenzion

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Il Testo della canzone di:
Get Loud – TWICE

TESTO ORIGINALE

[Intro]
Hey!
Might get-get-get loud
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Might get-get-get loud

[Verse 1]
발밑에 보인 그 선 앞 굳이 넘겠단 말 (Get-get-get loud)
너무 위험한 장난 그만 큰일 나
내 눈엔 절벽 끝인데 한 걸음 떼면 넌? Get down
너무 아슬한 상황 정말 큰일 나 (Might get-get-get loud)
화려하게 포장이 된 거짓말
관심받고 싶었나 봐
쉽게 써 내려간 너의 거친 말
눈길조차 아깝잖아 (Yeah, yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
위태롭게 세워가 너의 도미노 (Ooh-woah-oh-oh, yeah-eh-eh-eh)
많은 시선이 모여 너의 등 뒤로 (너의 뒤로, ooh-woah-oh-oh)
한 번쯤은 돌아봐 잘못된 길로 (Yeah-eh-eh-eh, ooh-woah-oh-oh)
결국 너 혼자 남아 길 잃은 미로 (길을 잃어)

[Chorus]
발밑에 보인 그 선 앞 굳이 넘겠단 말 (Get-get-get loud)
너무 위험한 장난 그만 큰일 나
내 눈엔 절벽 끝인데 한 걸음 떼면 넌? Get down
너무 아슬한 상황 정말 큰일 나 (Might get-get-get loud)

[Verse 2]
어떤 스토리가 되던 너에겐
상관없지 그렇겠지 (그렇겠지)
네가 쏜 화살촉은 결국 네게
돌아올지 모르겠지 (모르겠지)

[Pre-Chorus]
위태롭게 세워가 너의 도미노 (Ooh-woah-oh-oh, yeah-eh-eh-eh)
많은 시선이 모여 너의 등 뒤로 (너의 뒤로, ooh-woah-oh-oh)
한 번쯤은 돌아봐 잘못된 길로 (Yeah-eh-eh-eh, ooh-woah-oh-oh)
결국 너 혼자 남아 길 잃은 미로 (길을 잃어)

[Chorus]
발밑에 보인 그 선 앞 굳이 넘겠단 말 (Get-get-get loud)
너무 위험한 장난 그만 큰일 나
내 눈엔 절벽 끝인데 한 걸음 떼면 넌? Get down
너무 아슬한 상황 정말 큰일 나 (Might get-get-get loud)

[Bridge]
Ooh-yeah, ooh-yeah, ooh-yeah
금방 아물면 되는 상처일 뿐
그냥 스쳐 지나갈 일일 뿐
Hey-yeah, hey-yeah
Oh yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
끝이 없이 세워가 너의 도미노 (Oh 너의 도미노)
멈추지 않음 밀어 넘어져 뒤로 (Yeah, ooh-woah-oh-oh)
나의 손끝에 닿아 너의 도미노 (Yeah-eh-eh-eh, ooh-woah-oh-oh)
결국 누가 이길까 정해진 결론 (뻔한 결론, oh-woah)

[Chorus]
발밑에 보인 그 선 앞 굳이 넘겠단 말 (Get-get-get loud)
너무 위험한 장난 그만 큰일 나 (그만 큰일 나 oh)
내 눈엔 절벽 끝인데 한 걸음 떼면 넌? Get down (Yeah, yeah, yeah, get down)
너무 아슬한 상황 정말 큰일 나 (I'm ready to get loud)

[Outro]
발밑에 그어진 선 앞 (Might get-get-get loud)
넘어오는 그 순간 켜지는 signal
참는 건 여기까지야 (Hey, hey, might get-get-get loud)
맘이 조각난 순간 마지막 경고 (Might get-get-get loud).


TESTO VERSIONE INGLESE

Hey!
Might get-get-get loud
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Might get-get-get loud

I'll cross in front of the line under my feet (get-get-get loud)
Too dangerous, stop joking me
In my eyes is the end of the cliff, what if you take one step? Get down
Too bad, it's really big (might get-get-get loud)

Gorgeously lied lies
I think I wanted to get attention
Your rough words that are easily written down
Even your eyes are a waste (yeah yeah)

At stake, your domino (ooh whoa oh oh) (yeah eh eh eh)
Many eyes gathered behind your back (behind your back) (ooh whoa oh oh)
Turn around once, go wrong way (yeah eh eh eh) (ooh whoa oh oh)
Eventually you stay alone, lost in a maze (lost)

I'll cross in front of the line under my feet (get-get-get loud)
Too dangerous, stop joking me
In my eyes is the end of the cliff, what if you take one step? Get down
Too bad, it's really big (might get-get-get loud)

Whatever story you become
It doesn't matter, yeah (yeah)
The arrowheads you shot eventually
I don't know if I'll be back (I don't know)

At stake, your domino (ooh whoa oh oh) (yeah eh eh eh)
Many eyes gathered behind your back (behind your back) (ooh whoa oh oh)
Turn around once, go wrong way (yeah eh eh eh) (ooh whoa oh oh)
Eventually you stay alone, lost in a maze (lost)

I'll cross in front of the line under my feet (get-get-get loud)
Stop being so dangerous prank me
In my eyes is the end of the cliff, what if you take one step? Get down
Too bad, it's really big (might get-get-get loud)

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah
It's just a wound
Just passing by
Hey yeah, hey yeah
Oh yeah!

Stand up without end, your domino (ooh whoa oh oh) (oh your domino)
Never stop pushing back (yeah) (ooh whoa oh oh)
Touch my finger, your domino (yeah eh eh eh) (ooh whoa oh oh)
Who's going to win in the end? (That's obvious, oh whoa)

I'll cross in front of the line under my feet (get-get-get loud)
Too dangerous, stop joking me (stop joking me oh)
In my eyes is the end of the cliff, what if you take one step? Get down (yeah, yeah, yeah, get down)
Too bad, it's really big (I'm ready to get loud!)

In front of the line (oh) (might get-get-get loud)
The signal that turns on at that moment
That's all you can endure (hey, hey! Might get-get-get loud)
The last warning when my heart is broken (might get-get-get loud).

Accordi per Chitarra

Intro
N.C
Hey hey hey hey might get loud
Si- La
balmite boin geu seon ap gudi neomgettan mal
Sol
Get loud
Sol
neomu wiheomhan jangnan geuman keunil na

Si-
nae nunen jeolbyeok kkeutinde
La Sol
han georeum ttemyeon neon? Get down
Sol
neomu aseulhan sanghwang jeongmal keunil na
La
Might get loud

Verse 1
Si- La
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Get Low Liam Payne e Zedd – Testo e Traduzione in Italiano

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Testo e Traduzione Get Low con la collaborazione di Zedd In uscita il 6 dicembre 2019 

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Get Low (Like A Lambo) – Gucci Mane Testo della canzone

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Get Low (Like A Lambo) – Gucci Mane

[Intro: Selassie]
Ay! DJ Speedy (Speedy)
You a fool for this one (for this one)
Selassie, Ice (Ice)
We still, rock steady (rock steady)
Gucci Mane, where you at?

[Gucci Mane]
YEAHHH! I'm not your baby daddy
I'm your sugar daddy, too much money on me
I can buy you all drinks, everything is on me
You can smoke and eat free, I'm in the V-I-P
Baby come and see me, G-U double-C I
M-A-N-E, I'm (So Icey)
You done heard about me, but enough about me
Let's talk about we, come lie on my sheets
I'ma lay in you deep, like a Lamborghini
Girl you represents me, and you must look cute
Cause you represent me, I'm the President Bill
You my Hilary, but you try an' diss me
I'ma call on whiskey, need a black lady
independent Oprah Winfrey, ask Oprah Winfrey
Has she heard about me? Spread the word about me
If you leave your plan A, I can be your plan B
Gucci!

[Chorus: Selassie]
Lambo, like a Lambo
Get low to the earth like a Lambo
Baby stick your hands up like a Lambo
Go slow, go fast like a Lambo
Oh she looks like a Lambo, like a Lambo
Baby body bangin harder than a Lambo
Baby put her hands up like a Lambo
She remind me of a Murcielago

[Gucci Mane]
Like a Lamborghini, shorty very pricey
She can be your wifey could say that shorty might be
But I think she like me, least I think she like G's
All the G's on her bag, how she couldn't like me?
(Gucci) How she wouldn't like me? Your man wanna bite me
But he shouldn't, now you runnin like a Lamborghini
Shorty fine as a scene, Jet beauty this week
She as top notch as Jet, but she a stone cold freak
Ridin down to South Beach, 'bout 4 or 5 drinks
Jumped in a 'Lago, doors up, you don't say
Gucci Mane, Selassie, girl we extra ic-ey
Wanna owe it to Atlanta, pussy nigga don't say
I'ma pay like I weigh, every day my payday
Every day our payday, we in the Lamborghini
I'ma pay like I weigh, every day my payday
Every day our payday, we in the Lamborghini

[Chorus]

[Selassie]
And she know she good, when she up in the hood
Because she got that good, that's what they say in the hood
Yeah so you can ask Mr. Gucci, excuse me, Mr. Icey
Baby girl yeah say she wanna be your wifey
She dress real pricey, her head game nice B
Plus she says she got a girl who like me

[Chorus]

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Get Low – Ms Banks Testo con traduzione in italiano

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Sì
([?])
Yo
Gwen Stefani, non ho bisogno di gridare indietro
Gyal dell'anno e gli do un attacco di cuore (Woo)
Mano sul suo collo quando sono pronto con il WAP
Urlando ""Spingilo su, spingilo su"", ora l'ho fatto tornare

Abbassati (abbassati), dammi quello (dammi quello)
Io e te siamo wahala, hai incontrato la tua coppia
Abbassati, dammi quello (Sì)
Io e te siamo wahala, hai incontrato la tua coppia

Yo, salta sul ting, non hai bisogno di un autista, ayy
Ho preso il succo, l'ho messo sul pilota, ayy
Tu sii il pane, io posso essere il cursore
Non hai bisogno di Ata perché sai che sono troppo focoso
Scendi, dammi quello
Sto servendo la faccia e ho molto dietro (Sì)
Ha detto che sono il più cattivo, gli ho detto che è solo un dato di fatto (Woo)
Battilo come un tamburo, ho qualcosa che dovresti provare
Ayo, chi è quel gyal inna the bloodclaat Benz?
Ho detto che ho preso la Fiji cah che figa 10/10
Gocciolamento, lancio si adatta così ci affi mad dem
Le femmine vogliono sempre il mio input come ""Cosa consiglieresti?""

Abbassati (abbassati), dammi quello (dammi quello)
Vuole rovinare tutto, rovinarlo da dietro (Uh)
Ho quei soldi, sto spendendo tutti i tuoi scaffali (spendendo tutto)
Prego che tutti i miei nemici abbiano la cataratta (Haha)

Scendi, dammi quello
Io e te siamo wahala, hai incontrato la tua coppia
Abbassati, dammi quello (Sì)
Io e te siamo wahala, hai incontrato la tua coppia
Il modo in cui lo incazzo, lo rompo, non mi affeziono
Caah quando lo afferro e lo chiudo a chiave, ho il chiavistello
Abbassati (abbassati), dammi quello (dammi quello)
Scendi, dammi quello

Yo, non è colpa mia, tutti questi negri vogliono farmi, fammi (Ooh)
Londra inquietante quando pubblico senza Dumi, Dumi (Uh)
È a casa mia come uno scout per il biscotto, biscotto (Haha)
Gli ho detto: "Se vuoi vedermi, devi prenotarmi, prenotami""
Dalla macchina alla casa al letto al pavimento (Uh)
Guardandomi allo specchio mentre lo guido lentamente (Ooh)
Più dolce del tè freddo, cerca il Coco (Ooh)
Fallo stare in piedi quando sono giù, ayo
Vuoi fottermi (Uh)
E potresti essere fortunato (Sì)
Coppia breddas sul 'Gram ma non possono mai prendermi in giro (Nah)
Ragazzo, devi dare uno schiaffo a una cagna
Se vuoi questa figa Chris (non sei una merda)

Ho solo bisogno che tu ti abbassi (abbassi), dammi quello (dammi quello)
Vuole rovinare tutto, rovinare tutto da dietro (Ooh, sì)
Mi dà tutti i suoi soldi, sto spendendo tutti i tuoi scaffali (spendendo tutto)
Mi ha detto che sono il meglio del meglio e questo è un dato di fatto
DA, fallo tornare indietro

Scendi, dammi quello
Io e te siamo wahala, hai incontrato la tua coppia
Abbassati (abbassati), dammi quello (dammi quello)
Io e te siamo wahala, hai incontrato la tua partita (Ooh)
Il modo in cui lo incazzo, fallo, non affezionarti (attaccati)
Caah quando lo afferro e lo chiudo a chiave, ho il chiavistello
Abbassati (abbassati), dammi quello (dammi quello)
Abbassati (abbassati), dammi quello (Woo)

Scendere
Scendere

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Get Low – Ms Banks


Yeah
([?])
Yo
Gwen Stefani, I don't need to holla back
Gyal of the year and I give 'em heart attack (Woo)
Hand on his neck when I'm ready with the WAP
Yelling, "Push it up, push it up", now I got him coming back

Get low (Get low), give me that (Give me that)
You and me is wahala, you met your match
Get low, give me that (Yeah)
You and me is wahala, you met your match

Yo, hop on the ting, you don't need a driver, ayy
I got the juice, put it pon the rider, ayy
You be the bread, I can be the slider
You don't need Ata 'cause you know I'm way too fire
Get low, give me that
I'm serving face and I got a lot in the back (Yeah)
He said that I'm the baddest, I told him it's just a fact (Woo)
Beat it up like a drum, I got somethin' that you should knack
Ayo, who that gyal inna the bloodclaat Benz?
Said I got the Fiji cah that pussy 10/10
Drip, throwing fits so we affi mad dem
Bitches always want my input like, "What would you recommend?"

Get low (Get low), give me that (Give me that)
He wanna buss it up, fuck it up from the back (Uh)
I got that money, I'm spending all of your racks (Spending all)
I pray that all of my haters get cataracts (Haha)

Get low, give me that
You and me is wahala, you met your match
Get low, give me that (Yeah)
You and me is wahala, you met your match
The way I fuck it up, bruk it, don't get attached
Cah when I grip it and lock it, I got the latch
Get low (Get low), give me that (Give me that)
Get low, give me that

Yo, it ain't my fault all these niggas wanna do me, do me (Ooh)
Disturbing London when I post without Dumi, Dumi (Uh)
He at my house like a scout for the cookie, cookie (Haha)
I told him, "If you wanna see me, gotta book me, book me"
From the car to the house to the bed to the floor (Uh)
Looking in the mirror while I ride it slow mo' (Ooh)
Sweeter than Ice Tea, he fiending for the Coco (Ooh)
Make it stan' up when I get low, ayo
You wanna fuck me (Uh)
And you might get lucky (Yeah)
Couple breddas on the 'Gram but they can never buck me (Nah)
Boy, you need to smack it down on a bitch
If you Will this pussy Chris (You ain't shit)

I just need you to get low (Get low), give me that (Give me that)
He wanna buss it up, fuck it up from the back (Ooh, yeah)
He give me all his money, I'm spending all of your racks (Spending all)
He told me I'm the best of the better and that's a fact
DA, run it back

Get low, give me that
You and me is wahala, you met your match
Get low (Get low), give me that (Give me that)
You and me is wahala, you met your match (Ooh)
The way I fuck it up, bruk it, don't get attached (Get attached)
Cah when I grip it and lock it, I got the latch
Get low (Get low), give me that (Give me that)
Get low (Get low), give me that (Woo)

Get down
Get down

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Get Lucky – Cold Chisel Testo della canzone

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Get Lucky – Cold Chisel

I’ve walked the highway as a sinner
It’s just a lonely road from hell
And my shoes are wearin’ thinner
As far as I can tell
I might get lucky...
Yeah lucky

Some say that time can heal your soul
That won’t help me find my goal
Though my heart may skip a beat
I ain’t slow on my two feet
I might get lucky...
Yeah lucky

I wanna believe
There’ll come a point in time
I’ll face all my demons
That tempt all mankind
Find absolution
Before it’s too late
To break these chains
Start a clean slate

The good book says the flesh is weak
Please believe me if you can
It’s attention I seek
And I am but a man
I might get lucky...
Yeah lucky

You know I’m not the one to give up
My hour glass is losing sand
Can you understand
When things get out of hand
I might get lucky...
Can you show me what love is
Do you understand
When things get out of hand
I might get lucky...
Come show me what love is
Why won’t you understand
When things get out of hand
I might get lucky...
Yeah lucky
Yeah lucky
Whoa lucky

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Get Lucky – Daft Punk Testo della canzone

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Get Lucky – Daft Punk

Like the legend of the Phoenix
All ends with beginnings
What keeps the planets spinning (uh)
The force from the beginning

(Look)

We've come too far to give up who we are
So let's raise the bar and our cups to the stars

She's up all night to the sun
I'm up all night to get some
She's up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky

We're up all night to the sun
We're up all night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky

We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky

The present has no ribbon
Your gift keeps on giving,
What is this I'm feeling?
If you wanna leave I'm with it (ah)

We've come too far to give up who we are
So let's raise the bar and our cups to the stars

She's up all night to the sun
I'm up all night to get some
She's up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky

We're up all night to the sun
We're up all night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky

We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky

(We're up all night to get
We're up all night to get
We're up all night to get
We're up all night to get)

(We're up all night to get (together)
We're up all night to get (let's get funked again)
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky)

(We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky)

(We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky)

We've (we're up all night to get lucky)
Come too far (we're up all night to get lucky)
To give up (we're up all night to get lucky)
Who we are (we're up all night to get lucky)
So let's (we're up all night to get lucky)
Raise the bar (we're up all night to get lucky)
And our cups (we're up all night to get lucky)
To the stars (we're up all night to get lucky)

She's up all night to the sun
I'm up all night to get some
She's up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky

We're up all night to the sun
We're up all night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky

We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky

We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky

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Get Lucky – Nicole Cross Testo della canzone

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Get Lucky – Nicole Cross

Like the legend of the Phoenix
All ends with beginnings
What keeps the planets spinning
The force from the beginning

We've come too far
To forget who we are
So let's raise the bar
And our cups to the stars

I'm up all night till the sun
I'm up all night to get some
I'm up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky

We're up all night till the sun
We're up all night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky

The present has no ribbon
Your gift keeps on giving
What is this I'm feeling?
If you want to leave, I'm with it

We've come too far
To forget who we are
So let's raise the bar
And our cups to the stars

I'm up all night till the sun
I'm up all night to get some
I'm up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky

We're up all night till the sun
We're up all night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky

We've come too far
To forget who we are
So let's raise the bar
And our cups to the stars

I'm up all night till the sun
I'm up all night to get some
I'm up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky

We're up all night till the sun
We're up all night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky

We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky

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Get Me Feat Dinosaur Jr. – Testo della canzone

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Get Me – Feat Dinosaur Jr.

I don't see you, I won't call you
I don't know enough to stall you
Is it me, or is it all you?
Guess, it's on and on

On a day, maybe I'd show you
But it's the least of all I go through
But the thing is I don't know you
And it's on and on

Trembling words
Don't make my eyes close
And if anyone then you'd know
I can't find out 'cause it won't show
And it's on and on
Every dream is shot by daylight
And I pray that maybe you're right
But if you don't, maybe I might
'Cause it's on and on

When it takes too long
I lose it I'll just hang while you abuse it
If you knew then why'd you choose it
'Cause it's on and on

You're not gonna get me through this are you
You're not gonna get me through this are you

Anytime I'm there to show you
But if it takes too long I know you
Out the door just leavin' me screwed
And it's on and on
Everytime I try to fight it It's so hard to seem excited
And if you don't turn I'll bite it
And it's on and on

You're not gonna get me through this are you
You're not gonna get me through this are you

[Solo]

I don't see you, I won't call you I don't know enough to stall you
Is it me, or is it all you?
Yes, it's on and on
Every dream is shot by daylight
And I pray maybe that you're right
But if you don't maybe I might
'Cause it's on and on

[Solo]

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Get Me – Dinosaur Jr. Testo della canzone

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Get Me – Dinosaur Jr.

I don't see you, I won't call you
I don't know enough to stall you
Is it me, or is it all you?
Guess, it's on and on

On a day, maybe I'd show you
But it's the least of all I go through
But the thing is I don't know you
And it's on and on

Trembling words
Don't make my eyes close
And if anyone then you'd know
I can't find out 'cause it won't show
And it's on and on
Every dream is shot by daylight
And I pray that maybe you're right
But if you don't, maybe I might
'Cause it's on and on

When it takes too long
I lose it I'll just hang while you abuse it
If you knew then why'd you choose it
'Cause it's on and on

You're not gonna get me through this are you
You're not gonna get me through this are you

Anytime I'm there to show you
But if it takes too long I know you
Out the door just leavin' me screwed
And it's on and on
Everytime I try to fight it It's so hard to seem excited
And if you don't turn I'll bite it
And it's on and on

You're not gonna get me through this are you
You're not gonna get me through this are you

[Solo]

I don't see you, I won't call you I don't know enough to stall you
Is it me, or is it all you?
Yes, it's on and on
Every dream is shot by daylight
And I pray maybe that you're right
But if you don't maybe I might
'Cause it's on and on

[Solo]

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Get Me – Justin Bieber Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Oh, non paragoni, non combaci con loro, mi capisci?
A giudicare dal modo in cui ti apri, mi prendi
Ooh, fuori dal mondo, mani in mano, piccola, ora mi mandi
Guardando il modo in cui ci stiamo fondendo, mi capisci

[Justin Bieber]
Ah ah ah ah, mi prendi
Ah ah ah ah, mi prendi

[Justin Bieber]
Vedi, stai guardando oltre la superficie
Può dire dalle domande che stai ponendo
Mi hai reso ne

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Get Me – Justin Bieber Kehlani

[Justin Bieber]
Oh, you don’t compare, don’t fit in with ‘em, do you get me?
Judgin’ by the way you open up, you get me
Ooh, out of this world, hands on, baby, now you send me
Lookin’ at the way we’re blendin’ in, you get me

[Justin Bieber]
Ha-ha-ha, you get me
Ha-ha-ha, you get me

[Justin Bieber]
See, you lookin’ beyond the surface
Can tell by the questions you’re asking
You got me low-key nervous
It feels like we’re on the same wave, yeah
Never intended to relate, I mean, what are the chances?
Never thought I’d connect with you, not in these circumstances
[Justin Bieber]
Oh, you don’t compare, don’t fit in with ‘em, do you get me?
Judgin’ by the way you open up, you get me
Ooh, out of this world, hands on, baby, now you send me
Lookin’ at the way we’re blendin’ in, you get me

[Justin Bieber]
Ha-ha-ha, you gettin’ me
Ha-ha-ha, you gettin’ me

[Kehlani]
Ooh, there’s so much chemistry
Like a chemist how you finishin’ my sentences
In the center, no, we can’t deny the synergy
How ‘bout reapin’ all the benefits? Yeah
Never intended to relate, I mean, what are the chances?
Never thought I’d connect with you, not in these circumstances, no

[Kehlani & Justin Bieber]
Oh, you don’t compare, don’t fit in with ‘em, do you get me?
Judgin’ by the way you open up, you get me (Yeah, you really get me, ooh, ooh)
Ooh, out of this world, hands on, baby, now you send me (Ooh, that’s why you send me)
Lookin’ at the way we’re blendin’ in, you get me (Ooh, you really get me)

[Kehlani e Justin Bieber]
Ha-ha-ha, you gettin’ me (Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh)
Ha-ha-ha, you gettin’ me (Ye-e-e-e-e-e-ah)

[Kehlani e Justin Bieber]
Oh, you get me, yeah
You get me, yeah
You get me, yeah
You get me, yeah

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Get Me – Raekwon Testo della canzone

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Get Me – Raekwon

[Raekwon:]
From the tone of the voice, it's moist and choice
A special, he shoot 'em in the face with them boy
Yo, from all them niggas off of Hoy Street, came this
Large nigga taking over parole
Crib all stretched out, bulletproof saunas
Furry minks, touching the ground, she slaughtered six shrinks
One of the primetime kings, all of the young niggas
Who lived it, will sit in the box and dream
He coppin' lots of things, he even got rasta connects
Now, he bling, if lord love me, he'll throw it up, all lovely
Open the shirt, all ugly
He kept the Purple Tape, hug me
Tell that nigga Chef, when that nigga get on, plug me
There it go, Barnaby Jones and Mugsy
Two wicked cops, try'nna get their names on the come up
Shit, do not fuck with me, I won't have it
If them niggas try to pull up, what's up, get me

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Get Me Back To Dixie – The Charlie Daniels Band Testo della canzone

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Get Me Back To Dixie – The Charlie Daniels Band

You can put me in the ocean
Stranded in a boat
Put me on an island
No bottle or a note
Put me on a Greyhound bus
With a dog behind the wheel
Tie me up, you'll still get stuck
With a hearing how I feel

Drop me in Alaska
In thirty feet of snow
Drop me at the cold north pole
Where the eskimos won't go
Drop me in the desert
With the heat of the burning sand
Ring my bell, but I'll still tell you
How I really stand

Get me back to Dixie
I love my Tennessee
In the Smokey Mountains
That's where I want to be
From the muddy Mississippi
To the land of the Cherokee
Get me back to Dixie
I love my Tennessee...
Love my Tennessee

(Fire on the mountain, run boys run!)

You can run me up a mountain
Where only eagles fly
Throw me down a cold dark well
Where I can't see the sky
Tie me to the railroad tracks
And read me my last rites
Long as that train don't stop
Until Tennessee is in sight

Get me back to Dixie
I love my Tennessee
In the Smokey Mountains
That's where I want to be
From the muddy Mississippi
To the land of the Cherokee
Get me back to Dixie
I love my Tennessee
Get me back to Dixie
I love my Tennessee...
Love my Tennessee...

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Get Me Bodied (Homecoming Live) – Beyonce Testo della canzone

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Get Me Bodied (Homecoming Live) – Beyonce

Everybody say "hey Mrs. Carter" (Hey Mrs. Carter!)
I'm just checkin', make sure y'all still out there
All the way in the back say, "hey Mrs. Carter"
(Hey Mrs. Carter!)
Okay
To my right, say "hey Mrs. Carter"
(Hey Mrs. Carter!)
To my left, say "hey Mrs. Carter"
(Hey Mrs. Carter!)
Everybody put your hands together like this

Everybody put your hands together
Yeah
Now everybody say
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Even louder, hey, hey, hey, hey
Say "I ain't worried, doin' me tonight", sing
(I ain't worried, doin' me tonight) Louder
A little sweat ain't never hurt nobody, sing
(A little sweat ain't never hurt nobody)
While y'all standin' on a wall, sing
(While y'all standin' on a wall)
I'm the one tonight gettin' body
(I'm the one tonight gettin' bodied)
Say, get me bodied, sing
(Get me bodied)
Get me bodied (get me bodied)
You want my body, sing (You want my body)
Get me bodied

Baby, all I want is to let it go
Ain't no worry, no, we can dance all night
Get me bodied
That means come closer to me
While we grind to the beat
And your body

Baby, all I need is to let it be
Ain't no worry, no
Boy, dance with me
Feel my body
That means come closer to me
While we grind to the beat
And your body

I ain't worried, doin' me tonight
Ain't no shame 'cause I gotta get mine
Swing my hair and kick off my shoes
Coming for ya, let me work on you
I ain't worried, doin' me tonight
A little sweat ain't never hurt nobody
While y'all standing on a wall
I'm the one tonight getting body
Gettin' body, gettin' body
Gettin' body, gettin' body
You want my body, won't you get my body?
You want my body, won't you get my body?
Yeah

Ladies and gentlemen, please give it up for Solange
Hey

Drop down low and sweep the floor with it
Drop, drop down low and sweep the floor with it
Drop down low and sweep the floor with it
Drop, drop down low and sweep the floor with it
Oh, no, no
Pat your weave ladies
Pat, pat, pat your weave ladies (Watch it while he check up on it)
Pat your weave ladies
Pat, pat, pat your weave ladies (Watch it while he check up on it)

Tick, tick, tick-tick fight
Now tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick fight
Now tick, tick, tick-tick fight
Now tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick fight

Now pose for the camera now, click (Click)
Click (Click)
Pose for the camera now, flick (Flick)
Flick (Flick)
Pose for the camera now, flick (Flick)
Flick (Flick)
Pose for the camera now, flick (Flick)
Flick (Flick)

Do an old-school dance, an old-school dance
An old-school dance, do it old-school
Do an old-school dance, an old-school dance
An old-school dance baby, get old-school

Stop, now cool off, cool off
Cool off, cool off
Drop and cool off, cool off
Cool off, cool off

Wind it back girl, wind it back girl
Make your hair touch the floor, wind it back
Wind it back girl, wind it back girl
Make your hair touch the floor, wind it back

Do the scissor leg, touch ya heels, touch ya toes
Do the scissor leg, touch ya heels, touch ya toes
Do the scissor leg, touch ya heels, touch ya toes
Do the scissor leg, touch ya heels, touch ya toes

Do the Naomi Campbell walk, Naomi Campbell walk
Walk across the room like Naomi Campbell
Do the Naomi Campbell walk, Naomi Campbell walk
Walk across the room like Naomi Campbell

Now snap for the kids, snap for the kids
Snap in a circle three times
Snap for the kids, snap for the kids
Snap in a circle three times

I touch ya body while ya touch my body
We touchin' bodies tonight, we gettin' bodied
I touch ya body while ya touch my body
We touchin' bodies tonight, we gettin' bodied

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Get Me Home – Foxy Brown Testo della canzone

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Get Me Home – Foxy Brown

[Foxy] Yeah... (ahhh [echoes])
Firm biz, what is, Blackstreet
Na Na, steady rise, peep this out
(Oooh, (bab-bayyy), gotta get you home with me tonight)
(gotta get you home)

[Verse One:]

Hold up, let's take it from the top, I Fox
Gets my swerve on, floss pure rocks
In the six drop boo and it don't stop
See money lookin alright, yeah what up Pop
'Cross the room throwin signals I'm throwin em back
Flirt-in cause I, digs you like that
Peep baby boy style, hopin we match
You sent me Crown Royale with a note attached
It said, "You look like the type that, know what you like"
I could tell by the je-wels you go for the ice
Plus you wear the shoes well, the suits flows nice
I don't like the notes too well, let's be more precise
Meet me by the VIP let's pow-pow
Whisper in my ear like, "Boo let's bounce now"
I'm 'bout to say peace to my mans for you
When it's all said and done I got plans for you
He said (gotta get you home tonight)

[Chorus: Blackstreet]

Oooooh baby (gotta get you home with me)
Gotta get you home with me tonight (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Oooooh baby, ohhhh
Gotta get you home with me tonight, c'mon, c'mon

[Verse Two: Foxy Brown]

At the bar high-post, frontin, I toast
Gettin my flirt on, playa, ain't nuttin
You tryin to say the right words to get us out of here
Jackpot, what he said, "It's bullshit in here"
And his smile blind like the shine on his necklace
Mind tellin me no, body tellin me exit
Breasts said yes, give me more wet kisses, uhh
Twist my body like the Excorist, hey
The way he licked his lips he was mackin
True thug passion, I'm like, "Slow down before you crashin"
Never mind him, he ain't thinkin 'bout you
or the way we sex, on the villa up in Malibu
Marry who? Daddy please
I'm takin it all from the stash to the keys
So let me see, boo I'm bout to dead my mans for you
When it's all said and done I got plans for you
He said (oh bay-beeee)

[Chorus: Blackstreet]

Ooooooh baby, I need you want you in my life
Gotta get you home with me tonight
Gotta get you home with me tonigh-iyiight (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Ooooooh baby, baby I need you
Gotta get you home with me tonight
Right here

[Verse Three: Foxy Brown]

Grabbed me by the hand and led the way
Outside of the club talkin to Valet
Mind started to stray, million miles away
Contemplatin goin back to his crib to par-lay
Jumped in the passenger seat, relaxed my feet
As he threw on Blacksteet casually
And we cruised the metro, on premium petrol
I sized up my thighs and couldn't let go
Ta-Ta's perkin, You're Makin Me High
like Toni, work me, take me I'm hot
I thought for a second and then my mind went
Sex all around the car, isn't it ironic?
Back to Reality, the Soul II Soul
Breathin heavily but still in control
Wants the shy girl role, put my hand on his lef
With sex in his eyes, he turned and then he said

[Chorus: Blackstreet]

Tonight baby
Ooooooh baby, c'mon c'mon Foxy c'mon
Gotta get you home with me tonight
Whatever you want me to do (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Ooooooh baby, do it for you baby
I need it in my life
Gotta get you home with me tonight
Ayyaiiayy, ooooooh baby, gotta get you home tonight
Gotta get you home with me tonight
[etc.]

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Get Me Out Of Here – Third Eye Blind Testo della canzone

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Get Me Out Of Here – Third Eye Blind

I just kicked out the floor lights, but the spotlight operator's
Shining shame on all my chosen words
And my hip parading I can see him start to sneer

Get me out of here
Get me out of here

And what started out in earnest now seems more like a jest
And who was your concrete hero, is now an uninvited guest
And the floor seats are sensing fear

Get me out of here
Get me out of here

Could be the greatest rock star ever
If you get off on loneliness
'Cause it's a wilderness
It's like a wilderness

And the band said, come to,
We're waiting up for you,
Yeah they're waiting up for you,
And you're backstage in the dark. Yeah.
Can you stand the audience command?
Suit up, stand up for the band.
Well I think I lost my spark.

My damsel with the dowry,
Walked into the hotel Bowery.
Some Junior banker's lusty conquest.
And I'm too shocked to shed a tear.

Get me out of here.
Get me out of here.
Could be the greatest rock star ever
Who needs a new address.

Come to,
We're waiting all for you,
Yeah they're waiting all for you,
Is everything alright?
Can you stand the audience command?
Suit up, stand up for the band.
You're a creature of the night.
She's a creature of the night.
She's a creature of the night.

Tour bus takes me home cross the golden gate bridge,
To leftover peas and a note on the fridge.
She took the keys and tony supremes
But the message is clear,
Get me outta here.

Crashing in the backstage
The show's a smashing great success, thank you darling.
The band's a gateway drug and I'm a tragic mess.
But one more time the lights—they fade in
This song's for you, my bashful maiden,
Who's face looked like my wife
Is now as cold and calculated
As that surgeon's knife

Somebody's surgeon knife
Somebody's surgeon knife

The band said come to,
We're waiting all for you,
Yeah they're waiting all for you,
Is everything alright?
Can you stand the audience command?
Suit up, stand up for the band.
You're a creature of—
The greatest rock star ever.
If you get off on loneliness

'Cause it's hard to get it right
When you're a creature of the night.
She's a creature of the night.

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Get Me Outta Here – Deep Purple Testo della canzone

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Get Me Outta Here – Deep Purple

Well I'm out of work, out of hope
I got mouths to feed and I'm stony broke
The rum's all gone and I could sure use a smoke

I can't help thinking how it used to be
Everybody danced 'til a quarter to three
Living on the wild side, getting our kicks
How'd I ever end up in a place like this? Oh...
Get me out of here
Somebody get me outta here

Three blind bastards parked on a bench
One said to the other hey who's your friend
That's how it started way back when

A shit-load of ways to communicate
One hates love, another loves hate
Now you're gonna tell me there's no end in sight
Next thing you know we're getting ready to fight, oh...
Get me out of here
Get me outta here

I got to tell you that I'm feeling rough
Been good to know you but I've had enough
You say pull yourself together and get a grip
You can stick it up your jacksie 'cos I'm jumping ship, oh...
Get me out of here

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Get Me Over You – Black Stone Cherry Testo della canzone

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Get Me Over You – Black Stone Cherry

Well I woke up
To an empty bed
And I swear I've got a freight train
Poundin' in my head
Downin' the bottle
And cigarettes
Between you, him, and the Devil
I'm gonna end up dead

(Goin' down, down, down)

Well, I get high and end up fallin'
I can turn up drunk and always end up crawlin'
Baby, why ain't you callin'
All this smoke and whiskey I've been drownin' in
Tryin' to get me through
Is gonna pull me under
To get me over you

Well, all my friends
Said that it ain't right
They said, "Pull yourself together
And come on out tonight."
Twist my arm
Shit boys, I'm me
I told myself I wouldn't get down
But here I go again

Well, I get high and end up fallin'
I can turn up drunk and always end up crawlin'
Baby, why ain't you callin'
All this smoke and whiskey I've been drownin' in
Tryin' to get me through
Is gonna pull me under
To get me over you

All of the smoke
Bring me the whiskey
After all night
You're gonna miss me
All of the smoke
Bring me the whiskey
After all night
You're gonna miss me

All this smoke and whiskey I've been drownin' in, drownin' in
All this smoke and whiskey I've been drownin' in, drownin' in
All this smoke and whiskey I've been drownin' in
Tryin' to get me through
Is gonna pull me under
To get me over you

'Cause I get high and end up fallin'
I can turn up drunk and always end up crawlin'
Baby, why ain't you been callin'
All this smoke and whiskey I've been drownin' in
Tryin' to get me through
Is gonna pull me under
To get me over you

(To get me over you)
(To get me over you)

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Get Me Right – Dashboard Confessional Testo della canzone

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Get Me Right – Dashboard Confessional

I made my slow way home
Limping on broken bones
Out of the thickest pine
Across the county lines
On to your wooden stairs
I know you can repair
I know you've seen the light
I know you'll get me right

Right
Right
Right

I own a sinners heart
I know the rain falls hard
I know the currency
I know the things you'll need
I hope he hears my prayers
I see you cut your hair
I know the saving type
I know you'll get me right

Right
Right
Right

But, Jesus I've fallen
I don't mind the rain if
I meet my maker
I'll meet my maker clean

But, Jesus the truth is
I've struggled so hard to believe
I'll meet my maker
I'll need my maker

To cure of my doubting blood
And drain me of the sins I love
And take from me my disbelief
I know it should come easily
But it remains inside of me
It battles and devours me
It cuddles up the side of me
And whispers it convinces me I'm

Right
Right
Right
Right
Right
Right
Right
Right
Right
Right
Right

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Get Me Some Of That – Cole Swindell Testo della canzone

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Get Me Some Of That – Cole Swindell

Yeah girl, been diggin' on you
Sippin' on drink number two
Tryin' to come up with somethin' smooth
And waitin' on the right time to make my move
But I just can't wait no more
Can't let you slip out that door
Prettiest thing I ever seen before
Got me spinnin' around, I ain't even on the dance floor

You're shakin' that money maker, like a heart breaker, like your college major was
Twistin' and tearin' up Friday nights
Love the way you're wearin' those jeans so tight
I bet your kiss is a soul saver, my favorite flavor, want it now and later
I never seen nothin' that I wanted so bad
Girl, I gotta get me, gotta get me some of that
Yeah, I gotta get me some of that

Little more what you doin' right there
Swingin' your hips and slingin' your hair
Side to side with your drink in the air
Lord, have mercy, now, girl, I swear
I gotta get your number in my phone
I gotta get me some of you alone
We can worry 'bout it later on
Right now just keep makin' this my favorite song

You're shakin' that money maker, like a heart breaker, like your college major was
Twistin' and tearin' up Friday nights
Love the way you're wearin' those jeans so tight
I bet your kiss is a soul saver, my favorite flavor, want it now and later
I never seen nothin' that I wanted so bad
Girl, I gotta get me, gotta get me some of that
Oh, yeah
Yeah, I gotta get me some of that

In my ride, by my side, down the highway
In the dark, in my arms, in your driveway
All because of that smile you threw my way
Yeah, girl, you got a way of

Shakin' that money maker, like a heart breaker, like your college major was
Twistin' and tearin' up Friday nights
Love the way you're wearin' those jeans so tight
I bet your kiss is a soul saver, my favorite flavor, want it now and later
I never seen nothin' that I wanted so bad
Girl, I gotta get me, gotta get me some of that
I gotta get me some of that
Yeah, I gotta get me some of that

Yeah, swingin' your hips and slingin' your hair, girl

I gotta get me some of that
I bet your kiss is a soul saver, my favorite flavor
I want it now and later
Yeah

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get me started – Kehlani e Syd – Testo e Traduzione in Italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Per prima cosa, ci toccavamo e ci baciavamo dolcemente
Ho finito per agitarsi, puoi alzarti da me?
Diventare emot—, diventare emotivo
Diventare emot—, diventare emotivo

Non è stato lo stesso tra noi
Dov'è la disconnessione? (Oh, oh)
Hai bisogno di qualcos'altro
Beh, forse lei può farlo meglio (meglio)
Immagino, scegli la pace rispetto allo stress (Oh)
Non riesco a ripulire il tuo pasticcio
Vuoi partire? Essere mio ospite

Premendo i miei pulsanti, mi farai iniziare
Chiamami aggressivo, sono solo onesto
Non devo fare troppo, molto, molto
Ehi, questo è un po' troppo, molto, molto (sono troppo)
Perché devi fare così tanto, tanto (molto), tanto? (Molto)
Non devi fare molto, molto, molto

Questo non è disinvolto, cerchiamo di avere cuore a cuore
Parlando di separarsi, stai pensando di mollare
Questo è irreversibile, è irreversibile
Chi si farà male, chi si farà male? Non lo sai

Non è stato lo stesso tra noi
Dov'è la disconnessione? (Oh, oh)
Hai bisogno di qualcosa di diverso
Forse può farlo meglio (meglio)
Immagino, scegli la pace rispetto allo stress (Oh)
Non ripulirà il tuo pasticcio
Se vuoi andartene, sii mio ospite

Premendo i miei pulsanti, mi farai iniziare
Chiamami aggressivo, sono solo onesto
Non devo fare troppo, molto, molto
{Giuro che è solo un po' troppo, molto, molto} (sono troppo)
Perché devi fare così tanto, tanto (molto), tanto? (Molto)
{Non devi fare molto, molto, molto}

Premendo i miei pulsanti, mi farai iniziare (Ah)

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get me started – Kehlani Syd


First, we was touchin' and just kissin' softly
Ended up fussing, can you get up off me?
Gettin' emot—, gettin' emotional
Gettin' emot—, gettin' emotional

It ain't been the same between us
Where's the disconnection? (Oh, oh)
You need somethin' else
Well, maybe she can do it better (Better)
I guess, choose peace over stress (Oh)
Can't clean up your mess
You wanna leave? Be my guest

Pushin' my buttons, you gon' get me started
Call me aggressive, I'm just bein' honest
Ain't gotta do too much, much, much
Hey, this is a little too much, much, much (I am too much)
Why you gotta do so much, much (Much), much? (Much)
You don't gotta so do much, much, much

This ain't no nonchalant, let's have a heart to heart
Talkin' 'bout splittin' up, you thinkin' 'bout givin' up
That's irrever—, that's irreversible
Who gon' get hurt, who gon' get hurt? You don't know

It ain't been the same between us
Where's the disconnection? (Oh, oh)
You need somethin' different
Maybe she can do it better (Better)
I guess, choose peace over stress (Oh)
Won't clean up your mess
If you wanna leave, be my guest

Pushin' my buttons, you gon' get me started
Call me aggressive, I'm just bein' honest
Ain't gotta do too much, much, much
{Swear it's just a little too much, much, much} (I am too much)
Why you gotta do so much, much (Much), much? (Much)
{You ain't gotta so do much, much, much}

Pushin' my buttons, you gon' get me started (Ah)

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Get Me There – Shawn Austin Testo della canzone

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Get Me There – Shawn Austin

I don't need another sip of bourbon
Another drop of 90 proof
To get me feelin' like I'm feelin'
Baby, all I need is you giving me that goodnight stare (gets me there)

All its gonna take is your weight
Pullin' on the neck of my shirt
Do little walk and might as well talk
I love just to watch you flirt your way on up those stairs
It gets me there

It's gonna be you kissing on me, wrapping me up, running your fingers through my hair
Yeah
It's gonna be you getting so close that our shadows are dancing like smoke up in the air
Yeah
We don't have to go nowhere
For you to get me there

Ain't no place we can't get to
Barefoot in this back road house
I taste California on your lips
From the wine we just poured out
Pretty girl, I swear
It gets me there

It's gonna be you kissing on me, wrapping me up, running your fingers through my hair
Yeah
It's gonna be you getting so close that our shadows are dancing like smoke up in the air
Yeah
We don't have to go nowhere
For you to get me there

We can be, we can be anywhere
Couple lights burn like all night flares
Don't know what it is, but girl, I swear
It gets me there

It's gonna be you kissing on me, wrapping me up, running your fingers through my hair
Yeah
It's gonna be you getting so close that our shadows are dancing like smoke up in the air
Yeah
We don't have to go nowhere
For you to get me there

We can be, we can be anywhere
Couple lights burn like all night flares
Don't know what it is, but girl, I swear

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Get Me Through – Daughtry Testo della canzone

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Get Me Through – Daughtry

Cry out all who care to know
I’ve been hollow way too long
I know where I’m going wrong
There’s nothing I can do
I believe you can get me through
Nothing else will do
I believe you can get me through
So can you stop the bleeding?
Get me through…

Color blind I paint your blue sky grey
But this time you’ll shed some light on me
Just before I fade away
There’s nothing I can do
I believe you can get me through
Nothing else will do
I believe you can get me through
So can you stop the bleeding?
Get me through…

All the chances that you’re takin’
The promises that I keep breaking down
Writings on the wall
Can’t make out all the letters
But I know it’s getting better now
The writings on the wall

Get me through…

There’s nothing I can do
I believe you can get me through
Nothing else will do
I believe you can get me through
So can you stop the bleeding?
Get me through…

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Get Me To A Monastery Feat The Divine Comedy – Testo della canzone

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Get Me To A Monastery – Feat The Divine Comedy

Get
Get me to a monastery
'Cause if this is what it means to be free
Then I don't need it
Get
Get me to the church on time
'Cause I've had enough of secular life
You can keep it

I wanna get up at the crack of dawn
And not speak to anyone
Just eat, sleep and meditate on
What we mean by God

Drop
Drop me in the wilderness
'Cause I'd rather starve than live in the mess
You call progress
Lock
Lock me in a padded cell
'Cause I suddenly don't feel very well
It all seems pointless

I wanna get up at the crack of dawn
And not speak to anyone
Just eat, sleep and meditate on
What we mean by God

Let
Let the people choose
Well, it's heads you win and heads you lose
It's your call now
So get
Get me to a monastery
'Cause you show me things I don't wanna see
And I've seen it all now
I've seen it all now

And I wanna get up at the crack of dawn
And not speak to anyone
Just eat, sleep and meditate on
What we mean by God
By God
By God
By God
By God

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Get Me To A Monastery – The Divine Comedy Testo della canzone

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Get Me To A Monastery – The Divine Comedy

Get
Get me to a monastery
'Cause if this is what it means to be free
Then I don't need it
Get
Get me to the church on time
'Cause I've had enough of secular life
You can keep it

I wanna get up at the crack of dawn
And not speak to anyone
Just eat, sleep and meditate on
What we mean by God

Drop
Drop me in the wilderness
'Cause I'd rather starve than live in the mess
You call progress
Lock
Lock me in a padded cell
'Cause I suddenly don't feel very well
It all seems pointless

I wanna get up at the crack of dawn
And not speak to anyone
Just eat, sleep and meditate on
What we mean by God

Let
Let the people choose
Well, it's heads you win and heads you lose
It's your call now
So get
Get me to a monastery
'Cause you show me things I don't wanna see
And I've seen it all now
I've seen it all now

And I wanna get up at the crack of dawn
And not speak to anyone
Just eat, sleep and meditate on
What we mean by God
By God
By God
By God
By God

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Get Me To The Church On Time – Andy Williams Testo della canzone

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Get Me To The Church On Time – Andy Williams

I'm gettin' married in the morning
Ding dong the bells are gonna chime
Pull out the stopper, let's have a whopper
But get me to the church on time

I gotta be there in the morning
Spruced up and looking in my prime
Girls, come and kiss me, show how you'll miss me
But get me to the church on time

If I am dancing, roll up the floor
If I am whistling, whisk me out the door, for

I'm gettin' married in the morning
Ding dong the bells are gonna chime
Kick up a rumpus but don't lose your compass
And get me to the church, get me to the church
For Pete's sake, get me to the church on time

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Get Mine – Bryson Tiller Testo della canzone

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Get Mine – Bryson Tiller

[Bryson Tiller:]
(Godzilla's still alive!)
God!

Damn a lot of niggas done changed on me
(Damn they done changed on me)
Fuck if I care, I got Jackson, Grant and Ben Frank on me
I don't know why niggas hate on me
I gotta move differently, I got a case on me
I got 'em hirin' private investigators on me
Sittin' right outside the crib tryna stake on me
Hol' up, wait on it
Mmmmm that's a Porsche Cayman
Hol' up watch me pull it out the horse stable
I remember when we couldn't afford cable
That's when I knew I had to put in more labor
Niggas tryna take me out my vibe, dawg
God Tiller, God Tiller, I'm alive, dawg
Still I'm on my way to the top, dawg
Shout out Punch, Isaiah Rashad, and K. Dot, dawg
Shit we doin' not regular
Like Hendrix say, we don't do regular
I'm a beast, I'm a predator
I kill, I murk, I slay, et cetera, et cetera
I'll cop any gun and kill for my daughter
I'll go Rambo for real for my daughter
2015 I made two mil' for my daughter
Now these pussy ass niggas tryna steal from my daughter
What the fuck?
Post Trap Soul gettin' back to it
No, nigga, this ain't no trap music
Soul, rhythm, blues with a slap to it
Watch how young Pen Griffey put his bat to it
What is niggas on? Man they trippin'
They want me to put 'em on, that's my mission
Niggas in a rush, niggas don't listen
I'm still tryna get mine, that's it and done

[Young Thug:]
You was tryna get it, weren't ya?
You was tryna run it through the ceilin', weren't ya?
Blue hundreds in your pocket, lean in your kidney
Whenever I'm your master ain't no fuckin' limits
All the foreigns came new, ain't no fuckin' limit (skrrrt)
Play with me, I'll have a massacre in every city
I might drive to DC and fuck with Meek Milly (Meek)
Take a nigga order, I want a chicken Philly (Chicken Philly)
Take a nigga bitch, I wanna fuck her titty (fuck that bitch)
Speakin' too fast, that's that past tense (sorry, bae)
My bitch jewelry wet, cost a Patek
She so annoyin', keep askin' for some napkins, (woo!)
Wipe them bitches up, put 'em in a cup
Shake it then taste it, that's it
Ayy, we got plenty bucks, order what you want (order that)
I'm a cash cow, I'm just cashin' (woo!)
I think they put a camera in my pool
But it's on the inside, goddamn, 12 nasty (they did)
I used to be like Jay Z and ride factories
'Til I found out that you gotta put on Davis (shoes)
They scopin' out my house from a cabin (woo!)
I pissed out the window and start laughin' (ha!)
The inside of my spot carry water (ha!)
They should change the street name to cactus (damn!)
I'm the same Thugger that'll order ten rooms in your town
And don't sleep in none them bitches, uh
We just fuckin' thots and gettin' freaky all in them bitches, ahh
Niggas so mad that they can't leak none of these pictures, ahh
She so bad sometimes I want her features, uh (woo!)
All the shit you do old like beepers, uh (woo, woo)
All the shit you do old, I see you (I see you)
Even all these Crips don't wanna be you (wanna be you, be you, be you)

[Bryson Tiller (Young Thug):]
Oh yeah
Still tryna get mine
Still tryna get mine
I'm still tryna get mine
Still tryna get mine
I'm still tryna get mine
They schemin' on me
They still tryna get mine
Oh they still tryna get mine, oh
(Ayy, ayy, yeah)
Yeah, oh no
(Yeah, still tryna get mine
Said they still tryna get mine, yeah)

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Get Money – AZ Testo della canzone

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Get Money – AZ

[Verse 1:]
In all black with the hard bottoms
Cop the daily news, skimming through the car columns
Making my way to the Pentecostal Church of Ebenezer with the grievers
They just killed Beaver for his sneakers
It's a fever on the ave, undercovers playing cabs
Raiding niggas labs, Lou Lav just got stabbed in his abs
It's sad, recession hitting niggas real hard
It forced a few jailbirds to go get jobs
Some'll starve, everything's a go in the hood
Sixteen little niggas sniffing blow in the hood
Set claiming, bandanas boosting their aiming
Shells ricocheting, shit ain't no use in complaining
Mama praying, the cancer done ate her calves
So the doc had to decapitate the leg in half
Do the math, it's over if I can't coach soon
Could have easily been the victim of a hot dope spoon, word to June

[Chorus:]
Get money, motherfucker get right
Get a blunt, get a bottle, get nice
Get a grip cause as soon as you slip, that's it
Set trip nigga, get life
Get money, motherfucker get right
Get a blunt, get a bottle, get nice
Get a grip cause as soon as you slip, that's it
Set trip nigga, get life

[Verse 2:]
So my options don't vary, I'm holding like Dirty Harry
In a truck like I'm supposed to marry, so savvy
Sadly, I'm like a sick psychiatric
Finger on the ratchet, the feeling's so immaculate
No attachments, it's ice in my veins
To put it point blank, I ain't right in the brain
Politeness remains though I strike with the fangs
So strange, at night you can see them when they hang
What a shame, murder on the quietest block
The specialist, like somebody hired a cop
It's syphilis, I'm just trying to do what it do
Metaphoric for the pulpit, the eulogy's true
The toolery's glue, in and out the sooner we through
I been about cars, money, clout and jewelry too
Louis the who? 13th, with nothing to chase
So why ask? Here's the facts, I'm a basket case

[Chorus:]
Get money, motherfucker get right
Get a blunt, get a bottle, get nice
Get a grip cause as soon as you slip, that's it
Set trip nigga, get life
Get money, motherfucker get right
Get a blunt, get a bottle, get nice
Get a grip cause as soon as you slip, that's it
Set trip nigga, get life

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Get Money – Big K.R.I.T. Testo della canzone

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Get Money – Big K.R.I.T.

Get money, get money, get money
I told 'em: get money, get money, get money
I got 'em: get money, get money, get money
I'm goin': get money, get money, get money
Hey, I'm ridin' through my city with my rims sittin' high
And my top dropped feelin' like a king
Hey, I'm ridin' through my city with my rims sittin' high
And my top dropped feelin' like a king

Get money my A, pop rubberbands
Fuck what you think, I'm still the man
Young Krizzle top dropped, I'm headin' to the top spot
I'm swervin' in a boss car, I party like a rock star
Rollin' on these sucker motherfuckers that were down on me
My bread got bigger, young nigga you should crown me
I just touched down in the city of the Queen
I ride around town, and I'm feelin' like a king
I'm higher than you ever been, I'm higher than you ever be
G4, first class, some shit that you could never see
Sippin' [?] and bread, as country as I wanna be
All this money that I gettin', you'd think the feds was onto me
Eyes low, ride slow, 2 miles per hour ho
If money ain't your motivation, what the fuck you cryin' for
Takin' pictures of me now, but it's all good
All my real niggas in the hood
I tell 'em

Get money, get money, get money
I told 'em: get money, get money, get money
I got 'em: get money, get money, get money
I'm goin': get money, get money, get money
Hey, I'm ridin' through my city with my rims sittin' high
And my top dropped feelin' like a king
Hey, I'm ridin' through my city with my rims sittin' high
And my top dropped feelin' like a king

I belong in the sky with the stars and the moon
I was told to get money way before I left the womb
If I can pitch it to ya, better believe I'm a goon
I'mma be a millionaire way before I'm in a tomb
I made a couple power plays, dropped a couple bombs
Now my screens hang down, ceiling like Saddam
My life just like a movie, and this would be the scene
When my father held me up and said my son gonna be a king
I'm woodgrain drippin', my paint still flippin'
My top got lost, but nah it ain't missin'
He ain't never seen it done like this
The grill, the chain, the charm, the wrists
The car, the clothes, the hoes, the whips
The black 24's with the chromed out lids
They hatin' on me baby, but yea it's all good
Tell all them trap stars that still in the hood
I tell 'em

Get money, get money, get money
I told 'em: get money, get money, get money
I got 'em: get money, get money, get money
I'm goin': get money, get money, get money
Hey, I'm ridin' through my city with my rims sittin' high
And my top dropped feelin' like a king
Hey, I'm ridin' through my city with my rims sittin' high
And my top dropped feelin' like a king

Hey, I got money in the [?], monkeys on my ass
I see the laws, hit the turnin' lane and mash on the gas
I swang and I swerve, I do it like none other mayne
My leather so-so, I call my top that butter mayne
I'm slabbed out down 85, woodgrain grippin' get her to the tele
Then I get up in it
Certified with this pimpin'
Official with my mouthpiece
Make it where these niggas in the hood can't doubt me

Get money, get money, get money
I told 'em: get money, get money, get money
I got 'em: get money, get money, get money
I'm goin': get money, get money, get money
Hey, I'm ridin' through my city with my rims sittin' high
And my top dropped feelin' like a king
Hey, I'm ridin' through my city with my rims sittin' high
And my top dropped feelin' like a king

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Get Money – Birdman Testo della canzone

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Get Money – Birdman

[Chorus: T-Pain]
Hey heh, hey heh
I'm gettin' money on the streets
Hey
You niggas don't know how to eat
Hey
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
I turn a diamond to a dollar
If you know how to hustle nigga holla
Hey
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
I do it how I does it
I get it from my cousin, I'm buzzin
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
And you know who I am
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
Homie it don't really matter what you say
Say eh, say eh, say eh
Bitch I'm gettin money

[Birdman:]
We the business
Coming through shining
Blew a couple of hundreds
Big timing all the time, nigga been stuntin
Pearl white Maybach, nigga spent a mill
Bugatti for 2, on the hill
Shining with my strap in my right pocket
Hundred thousand a day on that sky rocket
From round the block doing this shit round the clock
Million dollar nigga doing this shit non-stop
Swagged out, big dogging on a private flight
Popping bottles, celebrating living life
Blowing big, freelander down?
YMCMB nigga, rich gang

[Chorus: T-Pain]

[Mack Maine:]
Ugh, big dawg shit nigga
I'm on my feet like dog shit nigga
Tell em hatin' niggas miss me with that hatin' shit
And tell them bitches, my dick got a waiting list
I ain't trippin nigga I'm just taking trips
Put the money on the trampoline and make it flip
Young Mack, stupid Mack?
I just bought a coupe, the roof is translucent
Pockets on etc, Money talk bullshit, walk like George Jefferson
Virgins they ain't fucking with us
Young Money Cash Money
Fuck them other niggas

[Chorus: T-Pain]

[Lil Wayne:]
If I ain't getting money, then I'm getting pussy
I don't play with you pussies get a silver bullet
I know you looking so how I look
I don't fuck with niggas, call me George Bush
It's Tunechi baby, the money man
The money talks, now I understand
That chopper make a nigga do the running man
I would take a girl and turn her pussy to a punching bag
I'm a stunt my ass off, bitch that's word to Stunna man
School these bitch ass niggas, you are undergrad
The World is in my hand, smack the shit out you with my other hand
Young Money, Cash Money, welcome to Wonderland

[Chorus: T-Pain]

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Get Money – Chief Keef Testo della canzone

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Get Money – Chief Keef

[Hook:]
Remember posted the block stealing Hondas
Now I ride foreigns and Tonkas, stompin'
Remember when I ain't have no money
Now I get money, get money
Get money, get money, get money, get money [x4]

[Verse 1:]
I wear Moncler, Louie, Gucci I'm stuntin'
And my pants, they filled with money
I saw your bitch she want me, she want me, she want me
She on me, she on me, she on me
I like blue cheese, blue cheese with my chicken and onions
I pull 'em out my pocket and I'm stuntin'
I'm talking bout them hundreds, them hundreds, them hundreds
I'm stuntin', I'm stuntin', It's nothin'
You got your Louie, where your cake?
Got your Gucci, where your cake?
You ain't got no cake, it's ok, it's ok
All I gotta say, go out and get the cake
Cuz If I can make it, you can make it any day

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I wear Nike, Truey, when I ain't on nothing
And I'm always moving gathering something
She say I'm the only, the only, the only
But I'm smart and I know she stuntin'
Baby is it cause I'm blingin' I'm blingin?
I'm shinin', I'm stuntin'
I pull up fresh like I'm going to luncheon
I feel like I'm the only, the only one in here, stuntin'
And if I didn't this shit wouldn't be funkin'
All I know get money get money get money
That money need more I'm gon' find it
If you ain't getting money what you doing?
I swear I be on that money ball shit

[Hook]

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Get Money – Cuban Doll Testo della canzone

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Get Money – Cuban Doll

Bitch you ain't gettin no money

I'm on some get money shit
Fuck it, I'm 'bout to get rich
They hittin' them licks
Cuban don't take counterfeit
30 round drummers gon' aim at your fit
I'm on some get money shit
Fuck it, I'm 'bout to get rich
They hittin' them licks
Cuban don't take counterfeit
30 round drummers gon' aim at your fit

I had to get to the money
I had to run up them racks
Me and Kizzle Stacks
I spend it and get it right back
We don't fuck with bougie hoes
You pushin' a Lac
Better get back 'fore you get clapped
Cuban Da Savage, I stay wit the chopper
Balenciaga's, rockin' red bottoms
I'm a show stopper, no you can't stop us
I'ma fuck up some commas
RIP to Osama
AK's in a Hummer
Lil ugly ass bitch, no I ain't your mama
I'm the shit, need a plunger
Ninety-three, smokin' ganja
All that rappin' and you only got a Honda
In the projects and I'm eating Benihana's

I'm on some get money shit
Fuck it, I'm 'bout to get rich
They hittin' them licks
Cuban don't take counterfeit
30 round drummers gon' aim at your fit
I'm on some get money shit
Fuck it, I'm 'bout to get rich
They hittin' them licks
Cuban don't take counterfeit
30 round drummers gon' aim at your fit

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Get Money – CyHi The Prynce Testo della canzone

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Get Money – CyHi The Prynce

[Intro:]
Isn't it ironic, all you wanna do is smoke chronic

[Hook:]
You better get up, get out and get money
Get money, get money
Get money, get money
Get money, get money
Could spend your whole life tryna get high
Get high, get high
Get high, get high
Get high, get high
If ain't nothin' else you get from it
Get from it, get from it
Get from it, get from it
Get from it, get from it
Could spend your whole life tryna get by
Get by, get by
Get by, get by
Get by, get by

[Verse 1:]
This for the niggas that be lookin' for a handout
Yeah he used to be a standout
Now he ain't got a pot to piss in
Prolly cause his plans didn't pan out
The type of nigga, if he see your weed layin' on the table
He'll prolly take a gram out
And they're always tal'm 'bout
How they own the hood, nigga this is Uncle Sam's house
Man, all they do is shoot dice
He already got two strikes
Flex a nigga for like two pints
Mixed it with the Mountain Dew, he don't do Sprite
"They say young nigga, man you're too bright
Are you ever gonna do right?
Before I do 20 years
I'll work a 9 to 5, sit back and have a cool life
Ah I get it, y'all don't think it's cool to have a job
Fuck what these rap niggas tal'm 'bout
Ain't nothin' cool about the mob
My nigga Trey robbed a Mexican
Now the cartel shootin' at his car
All for a necklace
And a couple pair of shoes at the mall
Smokin' all your weed up
Fuckin' up your re-up
Mad cause the girl that I'm with
Got a 43 butt and a B cup
Boy you're still stayin' at your mama's house
You won't even help your mama out
Now you're at your baby mama's crib
And she even got you sleepin' on the couch

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Okay
Niggas in the pen fuck with me
Cause I'm tryna keep their sons out of prison
Grew up with some real hitmen
That'd put James Bond out of business
Pullin' wisdom out my gums like a dentist
Same joint, on a mission, kept a gun in detention
I was run to my decisions
That I made when I was young cause my dumb intuitions now
It's become an epidemic
Every young white supremacist and they come with no witness now
It's your own homeboy
Snitchin' in his deposition so the judge cut his sentence down
You've been gone for a minute now
Shit, where's all the women now?
It's funny how y'all didn't work out
Suddenly she all into bitches now
Shawty it was all good
When he was buyin' all the red bottoms
But truth be told
You the reason why the Feds got him
To take care of your little spoiled ass
Before the shots you was sorta bad
You couldn't even afford a bag
Before the cash he was lower class
You ask him for a stack, he give you more than that
Makin' plays, runnin' routes for the quarterback
All in Virginia with the Georgia tags
Somethin' like Russell Simmons and Kimora had
Thought it was real but it was monetary
Won't even put no money on his commissary
If your homegirl a ho, you an honorary
Waitin' on allowance from a nigga, broke bitch

[Hook]

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Get Money Nigga – Gucci Mane Testo della canzone

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Get Money Nigga – Gucci Mane

[Intro:]
Gucci, Meek Millie
From ATL to Philly nigga
Real recognize real
Yeah we hood rich
Trap God turn us up

[Hook:]
I'm a money gettin nigga
At least that's just what I'm known for
You better call on my connect
And aks him what he put me on for
I heard ya'll niggas ballin
Dude, why the fuck you take a loan for?
Better get the fuck out East Atlanta
You niggas know you don't belong here

[Verse 1:]
All my niggas smoking scrome here
We don't talk reckless on the phone here
A lot of cliques don't get along here,
Brick Squad my nigga, we rock our own gear
I'm on the kriss and on the long chair
I hope that you don't read me wrong
But if I go pull out that tongue dear
I bet that you don't make it home
I'm in the choppers with my long Johns
And I've been trapping all day long
They call me back and so they on scron
Before it dry, that shit be gone

[Hook:]
I'm a money gettin nigga
At least that's just what I'm known for
You better call on my connect
And aks him what he put me on for
I heard ya'll niggas ballin
Dude, why the fuck you take a loan for?
You'd better stay out by the Philly nigga
You know you pussies don't belong here

[Verse 2:]
Rose go on my bottle six,
Half a mill on foreign whip
I'm in it well with a foreign bitch
I'm on a bright strap and she on this dick
Just bow there you lame
You diamonds look strange
I'm grinding like Wayne, when he on that skateboard I'm said
Nigga you new girl's my open
My old bitch - your new girl,
Young low rich Philly nigga, them hoes tell me I'm toothed up
I don't need to fuck one on one
'Cause when I come I need two girls
That down to fuck like all night
Give them bitches that hard pipe
Ridin with a hoe named Keyshia
And we smoking no Keyshia
Young nigga friends like easter,
Blood dripping on my sneackers
Straight drop, I stick that
I celebrate, I get back
That Molly look like a Tic-Tac
And I tell that hoe that I get that like oh

[Hook:]
I'm a money gettin nigga
At least that's just what I'm known for
You better call on my connect
And aks him what he put me on for
I heard ya'll niggas ballin
Dude, why the fuck you take a loan for?
Better get the fuck out East Atlanta
You niggas know you don't belong here

[Verse 3:]
I drop a bag on your head nigga
And then locate your ass like all star
I ain't had to buy shit nigga
My nigga Waka got his own car
You want my dick like you a bitch nigga
Won't you go and coach your own boys?
And I don't wanna go back to jail nigga
But you gonna make me catch one more charge
I can look and tell you fraid nigga
But you keep on tryin to look hard
Your friends keep aksing what's the spell nigga
That's your motherfucking home boys

[Hook:]
I'm a money gettin nigga
At least that's just what I'm known for
You better call on my connect
And aks him what he put me on for
I heard ya'll niggas ballin
Dude, why the fuck you take a loan for?
Better get the fuck out East Atlanta
You niggas know you don't belong here

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Get Money Niggas – Bow Wow Testo della canzone

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Get Money Niggas – Bow Wow

[Talking: Bow Wow And Soulja Boy]
Ah ah Soulja Boy
Ah man
Ah man this ya boy Bow Wow right
I'm saying man we...
We gotta sho these niggas what we got in common
Man you kno
We two young niggas
We done made a lot of money you kno
We gon see mo money (We gon see mo money)
Ha
But a
We got one thing in common tho nigga
I'm gon let them kno tho

[Bow Wow:]
Get the
Yeah that's me
I live the life
Fast cars
Watching hoes shake it up all night (I do it)

[Soulja Boy:]
Fifty on the floo
A hundred on the table (Table)
Thirty in the stable
Getting mo paper

[Chorus: Bow Wow]
We some get money niggas
Get get money niggas [x3]
See one thing we have in common
Is that we some get money niggas (Hate)

[Bow Wow:]
Holy shit look at the life I live (Damn)
I used to be broke like ligaments
And nigga I'm rich
And now that boy got chips
Like ruffles... Lays
And you can say I'm short
But you can't say I ain't paid
You want to talk cribs?
See my shit on the lake
Twenty thousand square feet
See that's a private estate
Helicopter pad for when I make them private escapes
So when it's time to get that money nigga
I'm never late
I'm still the prince of the O-town
Make them hoes go down
Since I turned 21
I don't kno how to act
Hopping out different whips
And smashing like err chick
I don't kno bout ya'll
But this the life I live
They call me

(Bow Wow)

[Bow Wow:]
Yeah that's me
I live the life
Fast cars
Watching hoes shake it up all night (I do it)

[Soulja Boy:]
Fifty on the floo
A hundred on the table (Table)
Thirty in the stable
Getting mo paper

[Chorus: Bow Wow]
We some get money niggas
Get get money niggas [x3]
See one thing we have in common
Is that we some get money niggas (Hate)

[Soulja Boy:]
I'm in the Limbo
White with the doors up (Ah)
Chain full of snow yeah that bitch froze up (Damn)
Sitting in a vet (Vet)
Gucci bandana (dana)
G4 jet (Jet)
I'm to hot to handle (Damn)
Space ship don't slip with the flat screens
Yellow diamonds same color as a taxi
Watch the girls joc with my two door pass (Pass)
And if you say something wrong
We gon do yo ass
S.O.D. money gang keep stacking
I leaked every song and I still went platinum
Need more purp now number on the speed dial
Money to long
I call that shit the Green Mile

BOW WOW

[Bow Wow:]
Yeah that's me
I live the life
Fast cars
Watching hoes shake it up all night (I do it)

[Soulja Boy:]
Fifty on the floo
A hundred on the table (Table)
Thirty in the stable
Getting mo paper

[Chorus: Bow Wow]
We some get money niggas
Get get money niggas [x3]
See one thing we have in common
Is that we some get money niggas (Hate)

[Soulja Boy:]
This how it go down
Whole neck froze now
Soulja Boy Tell'em
This time got the doors down
I'm doing my thing bitch (Ah)
Speak my language
Money walk money talk
Who you blaming?

[Bow Wow:]
Soulja Boy in the Limbo
Bow in the Maybach
If you want to kno
I paid about a half a mill for that
Nigga where ya paper at?
Gucci bag fill of sacks
Red card black card
Gold card I got them all

BOW WOW

[Bow Wow:]
Yeah that's me
I live the life
Fast cars
Watching hoes shake it up all night (I do it)

[Soulja Boy:]
Fifty on the floo
A hundred on the table (Table)
Thirty in the stable
Getting mo paper

[Chorus: Bow Wow]
We some get money niggas
Get get money niggas [x3]
See one thing we have in common
Is that we some get money niggas (Hate)

[Talking: Bow Wow]
I kno it make all ya'll haters real sick huh? (Bitch where my money?)
Two young niggas getting money man
You can hate on us all you want man
Yeah
Stuntin on em
And we stuntin on em
And we stuntin on em
Money money money
S.O.D. money gang
LBW Gang you already kno what it is

(Ha Ha)

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Get Money Niggas – Bow Wow Testo della canzone

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Get Money Niggas – Bow Wow

[Talking: Bow Wow And Soulja Boy]
Ah ah Soulja Boy
Ah man
Ah man this ya boy Bow Wow right
I'm saying man we...
We gotta sho these niggas what we got in common
Man you kno
We two young niggas
We done made a lot of money you kno
We gon see mo money (We gon see mo money)
Ha
But a
We got one thing in common tho nigga
I'm gon let them kno tho

[Bow Wow:]
Get the
Yeah that's me
I live the life
Fast cars
Watching hoes shake it up all night (I do it)

[Soulja Boy:]
Fifty on the floo
A hundred on the table (Table)
Thirty in the stable
Getting mo paper

[Chorus: Bow Wow]
We some get money niggas
Get get money niggas [x3]
See one thing we have in common
Is that we some get money niggas (Hate)

[Bow Wow:]
Holy shit look at the life I live (Damn)
I used to be broke like ligaments
And nigga I'm rich
And now that boy got chips
Like ruffles... Lays
And you can say I'm short
But you can't say I ain't paid
You want to talk cribs?
See my shit on the lake
Twenty thousand square feet
See that's a private estate
Helicopter pad for when I make them private escapes
So when it's time to get that money nigga
I'm never late
I'm still the prince of the O-town
Make them hoes go down
Since I turned 21
I don't kno how to act
Hopping out different whips
And smashing like err chick
I don't kno bout ya'll
But this the life I live
They call me

(Bow Wow)

[Bow Wow:]
Yeah that's me
I live the life
Fast cars
Watching hoes shake it up all night (I do it)

[Soulja Boy:]
Fifty on the floo
A hundred on the table (Table)
Thirty in the stable
Getting mo paper

[Chorus: Bow Wow]
We some get money niggas
Get get money niggas [x3]
See one thing we have in common
Is that we some get money niggas (Hate)

[Soulja Boy:]
I'm in the Limbo
White with the doors up (Ah)
Chain full of snow yeah that bitch froze up (Damn)
Sitting in a vet (Vet)
Gucci bandana (dana)
G4 jet (Jet)
I'm to hot to handle (Damn)
Space ship don't slip with the flat screens
Yellow diamonds same color as a taxi
Watch the girls joc with my two door pass (Pass)
And if you say something wrong
We gon do yo ass
S.O.D. money gang keep stacking
I leaked every song and I still went platinum
Need more purp now number on the speed dial
Money to long
I call that shit the Green Mile

BOW WOW

[Bow Wow:]
Yeah that's me
I live the life
Fast cars
Watching hoes shake it up all night (I do it)

[Soulja Boy:]
Fifty on the floo
A hundred on the table (Table)
Thirty in the stable
Getting mo paper

[Chorus: Bow Wow]
We some get money niggas
Get get money niggas [x3]
See one thing we have in common
Is that we some get money niggas (Hate)

[Soulja Boy:]
This how it go down
Whole neck froze now
Soulja Boy Tell'em
This time got the doors down
I'm doing my thing bitch (Ah)
Speak my language
Money walk money talk
Who you blaming?

[Bow Wow:]
Soulja Boy in the Limbo
Bow in the Maybach
If you want to kno
I paid about a half a mill for that
Nigga where ya paper at?
Gucci bag fill of sacks
Red card black card
Gold card I got them all

BOW WOW

[Bow Wow:]
Yeah that's me
I live the life
Fast cars
Watching hoes shake it up all night (I do it)

[Soulja Boy:]
Fifty on the floo
A hundred on the table (Table)
Thirty in the stable
Getting mo paper

[Chorus: Bow Wow]
We some get money niggas
Get get money niggas [x3]
See one thing we have in common
Is that we some get money niggas (Hate)

[Talking: Bow Wow]
I kno it make all ya'll haters real sick huh? (Bitch where my money?)
Two young niggas getting money man
You can hate on us all you want man
Yeah
Stuntin on em
And we stuntin on em
And we stuntin on em
Money money money
S.O.D. money gang
LBW Gang you already kno what it is

(Ha Ha)

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Get More Money Cassidy Feat Lil Wayne – Testo della canzone

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Get More Money – Cassidy Feat Lil Wayne

Get more money, get get more money
Get more money, get get more money
Cause slow money is better than no money
And I make that fast cash I'm no dummy
Get more money, get get more money
Get more money, get get more money
Cause slow money is better than your money
I think being broke is a joke and you so funny

I know money don't grow on trees I'm no dummy
But I grow trees and get more money, I sold 20s
I get kush, sour, purple and dro money
And I still get the E pill and yayo money
They say more money more problems well homie
I'mma just deal with the problems and get more money
I rap and I buy ghats we sho money
And push cats we have to decide like the old gumbies
I'm hungry and I'm tryna fill up my whole tummy
It's a wrap like a mummy you cats got no money
Now I can make it rain, hail, and snow money
But the way my ice shine it will still look so sunny

Get more money, get get more money
Get more money, get get more money
Cause slow money is better than no money
And I make that fast cash I'm no dummy
Get more money, get get more money
Get more money, get get more money
Cause slow money is better than your money
I think being broke is a joke and you so funny

Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda man
Heard I'm disturbin' and hurry alert the word
I'm workin' that Eddie Murphy that's that raw and I serve it
Two weeks in the game I got a car and a murda
Yea my heart in the burner my burner and my firm grip
Better straighten everything out I let that perm sit
Shout to them Hollygrove niggas on that hood shit
Know your nigga got it on lock like a full fist
Back of the head with the back of the Glock
Leave em in the back of the building back to the block
Yea we on the clock and the money is calling
And I hear my name over the shot said I'm responding
Wayne where are you I'm comin for you
When I'm on the road to riches bitch go pluck marbles
And I know the bread stale and the milk is spoiled
But if we don't eat we won't see tomorrow

Get more money, get get more money
Get more money, get get more money
Cause slow money is better than no money
And I make that fast cash I'm no dummy
Get more money, get get more money
Get more money, get get more money
Cause slow money is better than your money
I think being broke is a joke and you so funny

I'm the hustler, getting paid for my occupation
When I was broke I sold coke to the population
I'm thorough so your girl [?] stop the hating
[?] if I'm not mistaken
(Yo when the next album dropin?)
Sorry I got you waitin'
(Oh, you cook it up?)
Yep, I'm a chef but I don't rock the apron
(Do you believe in the lord?)
Sure but I'm hot as Satan
Everything I make is hot, I can't stop creatin
And my Mercedes do look crazy, in navy blue
The roof, glass, and the rims was born in 82'
That means they 26, I'm on some get money shit
You on some bummy shit
Your money is some funny shit

Get more money, get get more money
Get more money, get get more money
Cause slow money is better than no money
And I make that fast cash I'm no dummy
Get more money, get get more money
Get more money, get get more money
Cause slow money is better than your money
I think being broke is a joke and you so funny

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Get My Gun – D12 Testo della canzone

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Get My Gun – D12

[Eminem]
I'm gonna get my gun!

[Eminem:] This motherfucker wants to disrespect me?
[Kon Artis:] Em, Em, what the fuck you doing man?
[Eminem:] I got something for his ass.
[Kon Artis:] Calm Down
[Eminem:] No YOU Calm Down!
[Kon Artis:] Man. . what's you're problem?
[Eminem:] Fuck that! The motherfucker want's to pop shit to me!?
[Kon Artis:] Man, he wasn't poppin' shit.
[Eminem:] You heard him he was poppin' them shit
[Kon Artis:] What shit?
[Eminem:] That shit! You heard him!
[Kon Artis:] He asked for your autograph!

[Swifty McVay]
A mass murderer pack burners to blast further then you can get
My shit be shooting threw bricks
I mix anything togetha, I done guillotine a *****
Keep it heated, I pop clips with 17 or betta
I'll be severin' heads, i'm in everyones nightmare
A ***** that can never ever be scared of the feds
And the *****s that'll fuck with you
Stab and brass knuckle you
Then have you in the public, theres nothing that you can do
Enough with you're motherfucking tough talk, you're soft
Get you're balls blew off, from a sawdof , Fa' raw dawg?
Crazier then all yall , what you like the navy when i'm angry
You'll never catch me hanging in a lops car
All I have is thought of, breathing evil
Desert Eagle's will eat threw people
When I see you i'mma heat you're beef slow
Fuck being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and. .

[Chorus]
[Eminem]
I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!
This motherfucker's poppin' that shit
Nah fuck that i'll be right back
I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!
Nah motherfucker fuck you
You ain't disrespecting me like that
I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!
Walk to the room, sixteen shot clip
Bitch how you like that?
I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!
Bet you ain't know that I'm strapped
Nice one, bitch this is my gat
I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!

[Kuniva]
I bring it to *****s looking as if they want trouble
I send they body flippin' around like a stunt double
Forget about the fighting, scrapping, squabing, buckin'
I'll squeeze the piece you jumping, dodging, duckin'
Squat under trucks and screaming "that *****'s bluffin'"
I cuff my nuts while cussing "don't trust him"
I round up Runyan, Dave, Wood and Nico
My Nigga Big I and Mal' lettin' the heat blow
Heat sleep hoes got in you're neepo
'Cuz you keep shooting at me and missing like Shaq's free-throws
You gotta hit a little closer if you wanna try
Pistol whip a soldier, with a missle on his shoulders
You can fold or blow ya' brick house into some tiny boulders
A grimey older cab will leave you with a tiny odor
I'm doggish, you feeling frogish, you leap bitch
My car is right across the street bitch and . . (I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!)

[Proof]
My whole outfit count clips
Get you're house lit the fuck up
You're spouse shit, and you're mouse clip
Betta' watch miscountliss, slugs imma send
Watch you hollow when the hollow tips go threw you're skin
I'm in love with the sin, tell Bugz i'mma see him
When I cock back might put the door on you're friends
Make a run, gotta him, bust a slug on his chin
Ain't going no were like the drugs outta Kim
I'm a psycho icon, a mightful might bomb
Get a eye full of lid when I slight you're lights out
With a street cleaner, whipe you're life out
Bullets know at you're ears, like a Tyson fight bout
Fuck the night clout, guns, clips...(I'M GONNA GET MY...)
Fuck that run bitch!
Hit the streets talks, chumps don't know me
?Aint no probably be home lonley?

[Chorus fades to background music]
[Eminem]
Dumbass motherfuckers allways gotta come to me with some dumb shit!
. . .Fucking. . . I don't told this motherfucker. .
Wassup bitch!? Autograph this!. . .oh shit
(I'M GONNA GET MY GUN!)

I'm trying to pull the trigger but its stuck!...FUCK!
My shit is all jammed up!...UGH!
C'mon you cock-sucking, good-for-nothing, mother-fucking piece of shit, shoot...AH!
Yeah!, wattup bitch!? say that shit again!
Shot the bullet missed, hit a brick, bounced of it, ricocheted back in his shin
Went threw his bitch on his way back, hit his friend
Payback homie, don't play that shit is spin
To be on I told you to leave this shit alone
Or...(I'M GONNA GET MY GUN)
And it's a shame i'm to drunk to even aim
Denaun stept in the way and I shot him in his leg
Its like . . .

[Kon Artis]
Bang, Bang, Bang, *****, Pow, Pow, Pow
Everybody busting rounds like they "Ra',Ra',Ra'"
But when you seee me in the street I be like wassup now?
They bodyguard be stepping in trying to calm shit down (Chill out man)
Fuck that I got a bone to pick
You said it then have settle like some grown man shit
Then me and you could talk about our problems couldn't we?
Shoot a fair one and handled this situation seriously
I guess not, you wanna' resort to the heater
So I gotta grab my Mac and my Uzi and my Nina
Step in between us and get shot
?But get seperated with the squeaza?
You aint ready for war, Runyan ain't nothing to play with!

[Chorus]

[Bizarre]
Walk to Rite-Aid for a can of speghetti
Its been one hour and bitch my photo's aint ready
Picture's of my dog and my family reunion
It's been two hours and my fucking days ruined
Hey "Kate" do you wanna get raped?
Have my pictures on fucking Philips 38
That's why I don't be fucking battle rapping
'Cuz everytime I loose, this is what the fuck happens (Gun shots)
Back to these pictures I was trying to get developed
This man tried to get in front of me, I wouldn't let him
I'm ready to blow this bitches brains out
I'm nervous, I farted, some shit came out
Times up, shot her with a gun
Got on my cell phone and called Rev. Run
And all this crazy shit I, regret it. . .
All because I wanted to see Elton John naked

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Get My Mind Right – Fiddlehead Testo della canzone

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Get My Mind Right – Fiddlehead

Help me find a better way to lose old friends
With better things to do, family
Who doesn't have the time
Hope and my collapsing mind

You said you'd help me get my mind right
You said you'd help me get my mind right
You said you'd help me get my mind right
You said you'd help me get my mind right

Right

Such small towns have a way to slow you down
Have you watch the paint dry
And wait for sunrise

You said you'd help me get my mind right
You said you'd help me get my mind right
You said you'd help me get my mind right
You said you'd help

You got a lot, Tess, of life left
You're not hopeless
Make up the mind to
Find your motion

You got a lot, Tess, of life left
You're not hopeless
Make up the mind to
Find your motion

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Get My Pistol – Gucci Mane Testo della canzone

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Get My Pistol – Gucci Mane

This ain't hip hop
This Guwop

[Chorus:]
If I ever go broke again
If I ever go broke again
Imma I'm a go get my muthafukin pistol (haha)
If I ever go broke again [x2]
Imma go and get my pistol
Get my muthafuckin pistol

I make a nigga call 911
It be a muthafuckin 211
Don't make it turn to a 187
I gotta mufuckin three five seven
I'm from thirty-two thirty-four [?]
I was twelve with a three eight special
I got fifty grand on me I'm special
Hood millionaire bitch I'm successful
I was born in 1982 February
I'm shootin guns like the first of the year
I got them bottles on fire like the fourth of july
And on the first imma pay me some bills
And when her check come she buyin some pills
Twenty 24 karat gold in my grill
30 inch rims yea them my wheels
And these suckas kinda thick boy these things ain't real

[Chorus]

[Dr. Phill:]
Italian leather on my back
Same shit hanging off of my ass
Christian Loub cost 2k
So that's 5 thousand for the whole fit
Keep them shooters round with them [?] and them red beams and they don't miss shit
Pulled up in that black Ghost and I jumped out and [?]
Quarter Mill on ice nigga my neck, ears and my wrist lit
It was time dawg when I was fucked up nobody wouldn't give a nigga shit
So pulled up in that foreign thang niggas already know not to ask for shit
You can look at them and tell they havin problems
You can look at me and tell I'm havin paper
Bitch I'm from the westside where we take money and pull paper
When it's bout that check nigga we mad [?] and turn to home invaders
Desert eagle go across ya head have ya shit drippin like activator
Desert eagle go across ya head have ya shit drippin like activator

[Chorus]

If I ever go broke again

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Get My Rocks Off – Dr. Hook Testo della canzone

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Get My Rocks Off – Dr. Hook

Some men need some killer weed, some men need cocaine
Some men need some cactus juice, to purify the brain
Some men need two women, some need alcohol
Everybody needs a little something, but Lord I need it all

To get my rocks off, get my rocks off
Get my rocks off the mountain, and roll 'em on down the hill

I may do you one time, and I may do you more
I may turn you into something, that you ain't ready for
I might want your body, and I might want your bread
I might want your momma to come visit me instead

And get my rocks off, get my rocks off
Get my rocks off the mountain, and roll 'em on down the hill

Sometimes I dream of chicks, to bring me ever lasting joys
Sometimes I dream of animals, sometimes I dream of boys
Sometimes I kill the living, sometimes I raise the dead
Sometimes I say just screw it all, and crawl back into bed

And get my rocks off, get my rocks off
Get my rocks off the mountain, and roll 'em on down the hill

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Get My Shit Together – Big Sean Testo della canzone

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Get My Shit Together – Big Sean

[Intro - Big Sean & Jhene Aiko:]
I swear this life was made for us
All these late nights is made for us
Tell the old ones please pray for us
Tell em this Sunday to pray for us
I swear this life was made for us
No such thing as getting paid too much
Going all night, please pray for us
Going all night, please pray for us

[Chorus - Big Sean:]
I guess I gotta get my shit together
I guess, I gotta get it
I guess it's do or die now huh
I guess I'm at the age that I can't try now huh
I guess, I guess, I guess so
I ain't gotta guess no more, I mean
I mean I'm at the age that I can't even try no more
I mean we gotta do it, it ain't even do or die no more

[Verse 1 - Big Sean:]
I woke up early nigga
I had a dream I died at thirty nigga
Aw, twenty something doing real life
To make a million dollars, what it feel like?
It feel like I need to know her right then
It feel like young Ray Allen with the white twins
Popping harder than MJ with the white skin
I take you way back, I'm talking Tommy Hilfiger
Wave cap, way back
Back when we said we need the wrist rocket, ASAP
I had the Casio, time to replace that
Don't make me snap back, back to the TI$A snapback
Khaled with the flow, you know, they don't want you to snap, yep
Don't make me get the car seat, niggas know I'm they pap, pap
Boy they owe it to me like Leonardo DiCap, facts, yep
Look fresh out the deck, getting spoiled rich
I'm just tryna spend it with the Lord, bitch
I been choosing wrong girls my whole life
I hope I don't fail the test again
And have her going through my texts again
Religiously, like it's the old testament
Then end up single alone, and stressed again

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Big Sean:]
Look, thinking to my self what true success is
To some it's to get a job, retire, and move to Texas
And take the path less travel, and give them new directions
I'm still taking more risks than I do suggestions
When I was young I was addicted to the Wrestlemania
Maybe cause I had my back against the ropes
And I grew up Stone Cold just ready to face the Undertaker
I treat my enemies like fucking neighbors
Yeah you can borrow the style, and this and that for a while
But trust, I'll be back to fucking take it
Then take it back to before it all started adding up
Back when it was happening but wasn't happening fast enough
And the job applications was the only papers stacking up
And we was contemplating black masking out the back of trucks, yup
Do you know how it feel, to have no chill?
And love super thick girls with a supermodel feel
And try and do it bigger than everyone around you ever did and ever will
Then put it in your will
It ain't about where you at, boy, it's about where your mind's at
Got my first job and realized I need two hundred times that

[Chorus]

[Outro - Big Sean & Jhene Aiko:]
I swear this life was made for us
All these late nights is made for us
Tell the old ones please pray for us
Tell em this Sunday to pray for us
I swear this life was made for us
No such thing as getting paid too much
Going all night, please pray for us
Going all night, please pray for us

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Get Naked (I Got A Plan) – Britney Spears Testo della canzone

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Get Naked (I Got A Plan) – Britney Spears

Danja...
Yeah, this sounds nice
yeah, yeah

I got a plan we can do it
Just when you want it baby,baby,baby
As long as you want it
Come with me we can do it
Baby, baby, baby

I got a plan we can do it
Just when you want it baby,baby,baby
As long as you want it
Come with me we can do it
Baby, baby, baby

My body is calling out for you bad boy
I get the feeling that I just want to be with ya
Baby, I'm a freak and I don't really give a damn
I'm crazy as a motherfucker
Bet that on ya man

If ya like what ya see
end your curiosity
Let your mind roam free
Won't you pay attention please

What I gotta do to get you to want my body?
Quarter past three and ready to leave the party

What ya trying to do, do, do
(I got a plan we can do it just when you want it baby, baby, baby)
What ya trying to do, do, do
(As long as you want it come with me we can do it baby, baby, baby)
[X6]

Get naked [X8]
Take it off [X4]
Get naked [X4]

I'm not ashamed of my beauty you can see what I got
Shouldn't I freak you out; imagine if I work it out
If I got on top, you're gonna lose your mind
The way I put it down on you, you know should be up

Whatever you want, oh
Whatever you want, oh
We got it

If ya like what ya see
end your curiosity
Let your mind roam free
Won't you pay attention please

If ya like what ya see
end your curiosity
Let your mind roam free
Won't you pay attention please

Get naked [X8] (would you mind?)
Take it off [X4] (if I took it off)
Get naked [X4]

Baby, take it off
I just wanna take it off, I just wanna take it off
Baby, take it off
I just wanna take it off, I just wanna take it off

What ya trying to do, do, do
(I got a plan we can do it just when you want it baby, baby, baby)
What ya trying to do, do, do
(As long as you want it come with me we can do it baby, baby, baby)

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Get Nasty – Ashlee Simpson Testo della canzone

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Get Nasty – Ashlee Simpson

All the nasty girls around the world
All the nasty girls around the world
Get nasty, get nasty

I'm living on the floor get down with me
I'm living on the floor come ahh with me
Get nasty, get nasty
Get nasty, get nasty

I'm living on the floor get down with me
I'm living on the floor come oompf with me
Get nasty, get nasty
Get nasty, get nasty

30 seconds highs and 30 seconds lows
I forgot my car let's get a cab and go
Somebody call a cop a riots on the way
When we get to the club they'll be hell to pay
When we get to the club somebody better play
Get nasty, get nasty
Get nasty, get nasty

Everybody's lookin for a good time
Don't you know a good time doesn't hurt
Everybody wants to feel the spotlight
So let me show you how my nasty works

I'm living on the floor get down with me
I'm living on the floor come oompf with me
Get nasty, get nasty
Get nasty, get nasty

Everybody's lookin for a good time
Don't you know a good time doesn't hurt
Everybody wants to feel the spotlight
So let me show you how my nasty works

30 seconds highs and 30 seconds lows
I forgot my car let's get a cab and go

I'm living on the floor get down with me
I'm living on the floor come oompf with me
Get nasty, get nasty
Get nasty, get nasty

All the nasty girls around the world
All the nasty girls around the world
All the nasty girls around the world
Around the world

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Get No Better – Cassidy Testo della canzone

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Get No Better – Cassidy

[Swizz Beats:]
Ladies and Gentlemen
Swizz, swizz, swizz

Hey ho, hey ho, hey ho, hey ho OK

[Chorus:]
How you doing ma, dis ya song ma, yeah come on ma, dis ya song ma, we can get it on ma, dis ya song ma, dis ya song ma, dis ya song

[Cassidy Verse 1:]
How ya doing ma
Yeah come here, where you going ma,
What up you in a rush,
What's going on ma, you can keep going ma
But in dis cruel world you going need a man that's thurl to keep you warm ma,
You and me we can take the world by storm ma.
So let me have yo math then I'm going ma,
I'm having a after party later on ma, so you should cancel whatever you was doing ma.
We can get a telly and visit and get it on ma, you wit it, I hit it till six in the morn ma,
You ain't hear the song ma,
Yeah I'm a don ma so if you ridin' wit a player than come on ma.

[Chorus w/ Mashonda:]
How ya doing ma (oh) dis ya song ma (yeah) yeah come on ma (oh) dis ya song
Ma (yeah) we can get it on ma (oh) dis ya song ma
(Yeah) yeah, yeah, yeah.
Scream at me
Me and you (it don't get no better) what we can do (it don't get no better) our love
(it don't get no better) it reminds me of the first time

[Verse 2:]
Hey you know what you remind me of the sun that shines above I think that I'm in
Love cause every time I look in your eyes they be dumb bright like the sunlight when I look in
The sky and you always look fly, you stay with a mean outfit and got shoes that they didn't even come out yet.
Always got your your nails done, always got yourself fixed you the type of chick I
Can see me going out wit and I ain't knocking yo hustle but you should be somebody's wifey icey
Wit a rock on your knuckle and we would look hot as a couple cause you shaped so beautifully and
You almost as cute as me.

[Chorus x1]

[Verse 3:]
Mmmm wit yo sexy self go to my hotel and undress yourself and after we have sex
Don't stress yourself I will respect you if you respect yourself girl it's whatever I get the
Chedda when we get together it don't be no better and you can see I'm throwin' it cause my arm
On chill it look like i spilled freon on it.
I make hella paper on the block that's why I'm bout
To put a three story elevator in my yacht they going keep hating it boo, but keep holdin' me
Down strong dis song dedicated to you.

[chorus x1]

[Mashonda:]
Baby I can't deny that I'm feeling you, the way that you look and the things you do.
Knowing, knowing baby it don't whoa oh whoa it don't get no better

[chorus x2]

I go by the name of Cassidy "da problem", me and mashonda

[song fades out]

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Get No Younger – Joe Budden Testo della canzone

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Get No Younger – Joe Budden

[Intro - Joe Budden - talking - w/ ad libs]
Uh, it's that knock right here
Uh, y'all in that mood yet?
Taha, you need a subo to play this in the car by the way
Let's go
I'm a be quiet, let homeboy say what he gotta say
Get his little shout outs out the way
Goin, goin, gone

[DJ On Point - talking over Intro (echo)]
This joint right here is called Get No Younger
Featuring Ezo
Shout out to The Klasix on the beat
Dave, Mike, I see you
Joe Budden, Mood Muzik 3
Let's go

[Verse 1 - Joe Budden]
Now look, I'm in that 550 feelin like Chuck Liddell
Aside from Rampage Jackson it's "fuck the world"
My lean came so mean, (So Fresh and So Clean)
Like a Sunday morning listenin to Joel Osteen
Like my beat down low, I'm rimmed up with the seat back
Boo with the sweet back, I definitely need that
Even if her body make a nigga want eat that
Bitch you don't (Make) a nigga (Better), better see Fab
I know a bird named Amy, love to tea bag
Set you up right for some loosies and a weed bag
Alcoholic, cute face but her weave bad
And she went to the Winehouse straight from the +Rehab+
The recap rappers and they G stacks
Fixated on imaginary ice like freeze tag
I speed past, ease past with my G swag
I'm at a level most niggaz couldn't see past

[Chorus - Ezo]
On my grind, chasin dollars (chasin dollars)
In the fall or the summer (fall or the summer)
Streets are pullin me under (pullin me under)
And I ain't gettin no younger

[DJ On Point - talking over Chorus (echo)]
Shout out to Paree
Jill, Grimstyles
Can't forget Jay, what up?

[Verse 2 - Joe Budden]
Whoa, whoa, some say "sky's the limit", still I'm tryin to reach higher
So on my deathbed, I'm figurin how to be fly
I'm talkin above heaven (but)
But talkin about death is me beatin a dead horse and a nigga love "Slevin"
I'm a '80's baby with a '60's mind state, Yankee fitted backwards
Lookin at whippersnappers
Livin young and reckless, never mind who the best is (might as well)
They need to get rid of their style, put it on Craigslist (nigga)
'Cause you ain't crazy, stop it
Even if you was wild like Randy Moss, start feelin Patriotic
How I'm gon' lose with Tom Brady in the pocket?
Beggin dude to come back like the Yankees did "The Rocket"
And just like Clemens did
Reappear to get the most wins it in, damn dickheads is so sensitive
Pussies get hemorrhages, find a way to benefit
Even when it seem the whole World is against the kid

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Joe Budden]
Whoa, I mean, the burner's in the air (is that what you want?)
Like J. Holiday I'll put you permanently there
It's (Bedtime) niggaz, weapon of mine niggaz, Wesson or nine niggaz
"Minority Report", I'm ahead of your mind niggaz
You wanted to beef, you got twenty with you, I got a hundred with me
Now this is somethin to see (oh)
Boogieman your whole squad, put you under some sheets
In that Dodge Richard Reid had under the sheet
On some Jetsons shit but if the shook type approach me
I'll fill 'em with metal 'til he look like Rosey
Niggaz ain't off the hook like Joey
My feet is up cozy, at the end of my bed
Get on my Puff Daddy (All About The Benjamins) shit
And turn my back on Danja/danger like Timbaland did (ya heard?)
Hoodie over my head, the snub showin
Fuck what the World's come to, where the fuck's it goin?

[Chorus - without ad libs]

[Outro - DJ On Point - talking until the end (echo)]
Shout out to my nigga Trees Bland
Bland Management
Shout out to Phat Gear down in A-T-L
Can't forget Hall of Fame, Coliseum, Jamaica Ave.

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Get Not High, Get Not Low – Feist Testo della canzone

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Get Not High, Get Not Low – Feist

I closed my eyes opened up my eyes
That made me close my eyes so then I opened
My eyes
Like living in a dream
As long as I stay closed like that
Secretive to stay intact
Well that is not fun
That's why I couldn't trust anyone at all

I got high
I got low
I got high

I was bright as the sun
Then saskatchewan
Then I laid low like a tide
Then bay of fundy high
I was living in extremes
And everything that that means

I got high
I got low
I got high
I got low
Get not high
Get not low

I can't tell or be told where to go

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Get Off – “autore” Testo della canzone

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Get Off –

Imagination baby can take you far
Don't be afraid to come off slightly bizarre
It can be scary baby ghostly I am
I'm coming through like I'm the
Lost son of sam
Lost son of sam
There's nothing safer baby that is a fact
Turn into something go put on something black
But don't you worry
Cause you'll never get hurt
And everybody feelin
Sexy say yeah
Sexy say yeah

When you're feeling kind of gorgeous
Call me on the phone and
Get off!
Get off!
When time is kinda precious
I can come undone and
Get off!
Get off!
Yeah

Russian champagne in the back of the car
You can be the bubbles I'll be your dracula
I've got a million other tricks up my sleeve
Go get you're jacket babe
Get ready to leave
Ready to leave
If you don't wanna go feel free to sit tight
Two talkaholics we can do it all night
But if you're longing for some real human touch
I'm coming over just like
I am too much
I am too much

When you're feeling kind of gorgeous
Call me on the phone and
Get off!
Get off!
When time is kinda precious
I can come undone and
Get off!
Get off!
Yeah

When you're feeling kind of gorgeous
Call me on the phone and
Get off!
Get off!
When time is kinda precious
I can come undone and
Get off!
Get off!
Yeah

When you're feeling kind of gorgeous
Call me on the phone and
Get off!
Get off!
When time is kinda precious
I can come undone and
Get off!
Get off!
Yeah

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Get Off – CES Cru Testo della canzone

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Get Off – CES Cru

[Verse 1: Ubi]
Want to play the beat, I moved up the ladder and I lay the heat,
I do what I do every day of the week and even improve in the booth where I’m paid to speak.
Fuck you say to me, when you play in the bench you can take with ease
But I’m thinking that they like me, J Dupri.
And I’m thinking if I cut them they will bleed.
It’s just too plain to see these, motherfucker bout two flames a week,
They know nothing about this flame I speak
They run around bitching cause they can’t compete
So don’t ask me shit, he should know
I'mma tell him everything he need to know
You don’t even know shit, you need to slow
You motherfucker rolled up and read the code.
We the most left on for turn to years
I Ain’t talking about a couple of months you hear.
And you’re acting like Ces has just appeared
Wanna run up and test went up to hear
Go ahead, spread your shit
End in a place where the lead don’t fit,
Man, I don’t play I end your shit
If the air don’t bake and the bread don’t sip
And I read your script, fuck your lines,
Flesh don’t burn and sun don’t shine
Ces don't ride if the back don’t earn
Get up in the line, you can get your turn.
And X your eyes, sex your birth,
You never gonna ride you don't let go first
Came by employed on your momma boy,
Little love acting like a mangaloid.

[Hook: Ubi & Godemis]
If the head don’t fit, get off my dick
Spread your shit, get off my dick
Spread your legs, get off my dick
Suck this dick, get off my dick
Spread your legs, get off my dick
If the head don’t fit, get off my dick
Spread your shit, get off my dick
Spread your legs, get off my dick.

[Verse 2: Godemis]
Party’s packed, party’s packed,
Let me get a part of that
Black clover up in this bitch
And no, he don’t know how to act
If she fronting, hold me tell her blow me and don’t call her back.
Even if she’s on the floor having a fucking heart attack.
Gangs on 10 here up in the club
We’re all in here up in the club
Came in the club with a bud and a bus
Now want a shot in and a little bit of what
I don’t know, I don’t know, falling like a domino
Budge it, ballin, park it, knock it, pimpin outside of the carnico.
We’re mixing two for the alchemy, now I'mma tell what it’s about to be
Like M-L-K I’m about to take one to the head on the balcony
And I know some fools got it out for me, though,
I don’t wanna say I got them.
I'mma kill them all and let Christ sort ‘em, that’s God’s problem.
And I mean I'm out of orbit, they say that I’m so fela'
And they get it Chip and Dale, all I really need is a bow ta'.
My Temper telling me to attack ‘em, but clearly that would be the day
A clipse' and we’re on our grind otherwise known as that T-M-J.

[Hook: Ubi & Godemis]
If the head don’t fit, get off my dick
Spread your shit, get off my dick
Spread your legs, get off my dick
Suck this dick, get off my dick
Spread your legs, get off my dick
If the head don’t fit, get off my dick
Spread your shit, get off my dick
Spread your legs, get off my dick.

[Verse 3: Mac Lethal]
Denied by the bank for a loan
Denied by the bank for a loan
Yup, so I got a shoe box for the cash
And I pay for the whole damn house on my own.
Bitch, do you want a mouth full of stone?
Then keep trying Mac leth. ain't hard
And I sure like to seen it like I see a meteor
Reach for back for the black pre-paid card
And this and that nigga Mac pilfe bitch
How you’re number two, but you still ain’t shit
Better stall your cops, better call yours off
If your head don’t fit I'mma saw yours off.
Now you can't hear your mix-tape getting killed
Playground days back in 6th grade drinking milk
To now where every single last one of
You motherfuckers are still lookin' hella' bitch made like a quilt.
There’s a five hundred and fifty million dollar power ball jackpot
Going on literally as I record this and I would go and try
And buy the winning lottery ticket but Ces Cru called
And said we gotta revisit on the white Wu-Tang shit while they kick it
And just because the music is strange don’t mean that it got to be wicked
Wiki-wiki Wikipedia math bitch stroking on a media fat bitch,
Smoking on pd with black lips, open all your media outlets
Watch me read the whole encyclopedia backwards.
I’m the king, goddam-it, and I’m alpha mating,
If you see a little rapper in the crowd that’s hating
Know that he rode on my dick so long that the GPS bitch over-calculated.

[Hook: Ubi & Godemis]
If the head don’t fit, get off my dick
Spread your shit, get off my dick
Spread your legs, get off my dick
Suck this dick, get off my dick
Spread your legs, get off my dick
If the head don’t fit, get off my dick
Spread your shit, get off my dick
Spread your legs, get off my dick.

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Get Off – Chris Brown Testo della canzone

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Get Off – Chris Brown

I'm ready for you
And girl, you better feel the same
Take a shower and change
Girl, I'll be in the bed waiting (yeah, yeah)
Girl, kick off your shoes, be a masseuse
And feel my fingers
All on your body and through your hair
Ain't 'bout to start complainin', love it when you rainin'
Pussy popping, we be fucking everywhere

Make sure you call me when you get off
When you get to my crib, take that shit off
I know that we gon' get fucked up, girl, this the last call
For love and alcohol
You better show your ass up, yay yay

I'm tryna fuck you in the middle of the night
1 AM, 2 AM, second round, three, four, five
I wanna do all the freaky shit that you like, baby
I'ma fuck you right, make sure you call me when you get off

I know that you tired, I don't really care
'Cause I know that pussy by, baby, bring it here
I wanna put my tongue where your thong is
Baby, as long as you just give me both lips
Who yo' daddy?
When I hit it, look back at me
Snackin' then I'm smackin'
Smashin', blastin', 'cause I know your booty ain't plastic
Ooh, look at you, you the baddest
I'ma hit it like a nigga never had it
Really don't like static but I need love
When we do the nasty, you smilin'

Make sure you call me when you get off
When you get to my crib, take that shit off
I know that we gon' get fucked up, girl, this the last call
For love and alcohol
You better show your ass up, yay yay

I'm tryna fuck you in the middle of the night
1 AM, 2 AM, second round, three, four, five
I wanna do all the freaky shit that you like, baby
I'ma fuck you right, make sure you call me when you get off

Call me when you're about to get off
You better show up
No one's talkin'
I'm tired of stalkin' you
I might sound like I'm crazy and wild
'Cause I just wanna lay with you
Fuckin' it up and I cuddle with you
Had a long day, you're 'bout to have a long night
You ain't gon' get no sleep, girl
But you'll be alright

I'm tryna fuck you in the middle of the night
1 AM, 2 AM, second round, three, four, five
I wanna do all the freaky shit that you like, baby
I'ma fuck you right, make sure you call me when you get off

Call me when you get off
Make sure you call me when you get off
Call me when you get off
Make sure you call me when you get off

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Get Off – David Dallas Testo della canzone

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Get Off – David Dallas

[David Dallas:]
Yeah, yeah

Here we go with the same old shit
Lames always seem to run their lame old lips
And be way more equipped to forget their own lives
Payin' way more attention to shit that do not concern them a little bit
What a bitch
Call it a conundrum
Feel like U-40, out here tryna' function
Play like M.J wanna beast out of something
Cos they call the cops when someone wanna punch them (man...)
Swear they playin' Russian Roulette
Shit talk hasn't made you cool yet
Ain't been in a room yet with me at the same time
Stop sayin' what I said like you ain't lyin'
You were never there man, what the fuck would you know
Push you out of our circle, that's sumo
Shit is like Fight Club, you should know the rules though
Yeah

Get up off my dick
No joke, no joke
Don't go thinkin' you know who the fuck I am
Off the second hand store from your man
Get up off my dick
No joke, no joke
Don't go thinkin' you know what the fuck this is
Nose all up in my bizz
Shit, get up off my dick

[PNC:]
Once again, it's the brother gold flow
Livin' like there's no tomorrow
This the Kobe and LeBron show
Who the fuck you tryna' guard bro
Tell em all I can push it like [?]
My name is my name
Don't belong in your mouth though
Frontin' like you got the clout ho
Heard you can't even run your own household
And if your life was an album, this would be the outro (gone bitch...)
Should of been a little cautious
Bitches slick talk about the bosses
Better check your whack off-brand wrists watches
Know what time it is cos I'm coming with the monsters
To fuck up your clique
Bunch of clowns in a circus
'bout to get surrounded by nurses
Cos I hit like Sonny Bill on the perches
See my on the real
You be clutchin' at the purses
Sucker you're shut
I'm seein' through the smoke and mirrors
Tryna' come at me you serious
When you're life is a comedy of varies
Told your wife she need to come over here and get on this dick
Gave her a bottle and she necked it
Yea she courteously accepted
I hit again and pointed to the exit
Damn my man should've never disrespected
Get off my dick

[David Dallas:]
Get up off my dick
No joke, no joke
Don't go thinkin' you know who the fuck I am
Off the second hand store from your man
Get up off my dick
No joke, no joke
Don't go thinkin' you know what the fuck this is
Nose all up in my bizz
Shit, get up off my dick

Cos you don't know shit
From clay, dont play, get up outta my way
It's a dictatorship
Mother-fuck your say, all fuckin' day
You're a couch potato
Tryna' comment on the play
Tryna' comment on the greats
This ain't Newstalk ZB
This is not up for debate, I'm stepping to the plate
You better start stepping on your breaks
Slow on the up-take, fallin' for the pump-fake
And you're soft as a cupcake
You probably still getin' told off for stayin' up late
I just do a one-take, harder than a [?]
Straight with the bars
Back-seat driver, never paid for a car
Even when it has been
Knew it never was
Bitch get up off my dick

Get up off my dick
No joke, no joke
Don't go thinkin' you know who the fuck I am
Off the second hand store from your man
Get up off my dick
No joke, no joke
Don't go thinkin' you know what the fuck this is
Nose all up in my bizz
Shit, get up off my dick

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Get Off – The Dandy Warhols Testo della canzone

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Get Off – The Dandy Warhols

Yeah, like it or not
Like a ball and a chain.
all I wanna do is get off,
And feel it for a minute, babe.

Hot diggity dog,
I love God all the same.
But all I wanna do is get off
And feel it, feel it, feel it, babe.

Baby, come on, yeah.
If you have a hard time getting there
Maybe, you're gone.
If you find, find yourself against yourself.

Yeah maybe I thought
What I thought I would say.
that all I wanna do is get off
And feel it for a minute
Like a real big thing, again.

I already forgot
Why I thought I was sane
when all I wanna do is get off
And feel it, feel it, feel it babe.

Baby, come on, yeah.
If you have a hard time getting there,
Maybe you're gone.
If you find, find yourself against yourself.

Hey, come on, yeah.
If you have a hard time getting there,
Maybe you're gone
If you find, find yourself against yourself.

And like it or not,
Like a ball and a chain
All I wanna do is get off
And feel for a minute
Like a real big thing, again.

I already forgot
Why I thought I was sane
But all I wanna do is get off
And feel it, feel it, feel it, babe.

Baby, come on, yeah.
If you have a hard time getting there,
Maybe you're gone.
If you find, find yourself against yourself.

Hey, come on, yeah.
If you have a hard time getting there,
Maybe you're gone
If you find, you find yourself against yourself.

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Get Off Easy – Breathe Carolina Testo della canzone

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Get Off Easy – Breathe Carolina

Shut the fuck up!

See the girl with the pretty eyes,
Sittin' pretty in her disguise,
All alone and I don't know why
Looking good like she don't try,
Sweet talking to paralyze,
Wouldn't know she's a dirty dime

Story's changing, colors fading,
You are nothing more than I thought

I've never seen your eyes so red
Familiar stranger thrust into my bed
I should have killed you when I had the chance
I should have killed you when I had the chance
To get off easy

Only pretty on the outside,
Full of nails on the inside,
I guess lust is blind
(I cannot feel)
Red nails and a butchers knife
I don't care cause she's looking fine
She's a good way to die

I've never seen your eyes so red
Familiar stranger slips into my bed
I should have killed you when I had the chance
I should have killed you when I had the chance
To get off easy

Next time I won't be so weak
I made it out alive
Next time I won't be so weak
I made it out alive
Next time I won't be so weak
I made it out alive
Next time I won't be so weak

Story's changing, color's fading,
You are nothing more than a thought

I've never seen your eyes so red
Familiar stranger slips into my bed
I should have killed you when I had the chance
I should have killed you when I had the chance
To get off easy

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Get Off My Back – Canned Heat Testo della canzone

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Get Off My Back – Canned Heat

I don't want nobody tellin' me what to do, it's true
I don't need anyone around here telling me what to do
I don't want no man tellin' me what to say, or smoke
I don't need any man telling me what to say

And I wish that man would get off my back
He's held me down too long
And I don't need no man like that around
I remember one time you knocked me down
To the ground, that's why I say
I didn't know then what I know now, mama you

When I visit my baby we're not alone
You're there, you listen
When I talk to my baby on the telephone
When I write her a letter you read it through
Checkin' me out, you've even heard us
Making love and I don't want you to

I had a dream when I was a boy
The [?] were clear and poor
And all that I could hear and see
Were the waves of the ocean and the spray in the breeze
Long ago and far away, before all the rest
I had a dream that I still loved the best
And to the place, where the man ain't found
I'm going

I'm going, I'm going where the man ain't found
Yes I am
Yes I am, yes I am
Going, I'm going where the man ain't found
I'd like to go where the man ain't found
If the man ain't found he won't find me, if I do something wrong

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Get Off My Back – The Casualties Testo della canzone

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Get Off My Back – The Casualties

You wanna take control of me I won't let you do it
You say you know whats best for me I'm gonna make you prove it

Your always complaining at me
Get off my back
Why won't you just let me be
Get off my back

Tell me this and tell me that I've heard it all before
You still bitch my back is turned I'm walking out the door

Your always complaining at me
Get off my back
Why won't you just let me be
Get off my back
Your always bitching all the time
You want my time you know its mine
Your always jumping on my back
Just let me be myself

I talk and talk you won't listen your stubborn as a wall
You always bitch you make me nuts I'm gonna take a fall

Your always complaining at me
Get off my back
Why won't you just let me be
Get off my back

You wanna take control of me I won't let you do it
You say you know whats best for me I'm gonna make you prove it

Your always complaining at me
Get off my back
Why won't you just let me be
Get off my back
Your always bitching all the time
You want my time you know its mine
Your always jumping on my back
Just let me be myself

You wanna take control of me I'm gonna let you do it
You say you know whats best for me I'm gonna make you prove it

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Get Off My Block – Busta Rhymes Testo della canzone

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Get Off My Block – Busta Rhymes

[Busta Rhymes:]

Just get off my block
Lord Have Mercy, Busta Rhymes. Flipmode Trilogy

A yo, we ain't familiar at all nigga
Don't like, go grab your gat and lets brawl at hall nigga
Straight fallin
When we use to chill up on park benches
My 20 block radius think we need some barb wire fences
Stop bitch niggas like you from easily trespassing
Nickel nine shine on your eye then you see fire blastin
Get off my premises
A yo Lord is you a friend of his
Mouth him back to John and show this nigga just who the winner is
The presence of a small town
I diminish and blemishes
And my player amps out like a game on my little sega genesis, ha
This inappropriate
Fuck is we talkin for when we ain't even associates
Ass lyrical beatings
Straight trick or treating
What ya eatin
I ain't got no words for you
Fuck speakinm ain't part of my crew
Face look to brand new, who?
Niggas ain't even aloud to send my pass through
Can't chill on corner can't go up in my bull digger
Chill before I call Dinco to grab the qanco sinco
We don't give a fuck right now
We be hi caliber shit
Ya'll corny niggas must bow
We do unforgivable shit
We blow the spot any how, move
Ready for battle cause I'm refusin to lose
I'ma beat ya ass in front of nobody with nuthin to prove
Live nigga shit right there
Beware, stand clear
Many y'all niggaz is welcome here

[Chorus:]

Fuck is these niggas son
Get off my block
Yo I don't know none of these niggas du
Get off my block
Them niggas wanna sell there weed here
Get off my block
Yo how these unfamiliar corn balls
Get off my block
It's one of these niggas off my street corner
Get off my block

[Lord Have Mercy:]

Now who the fuck you beeeeee? Landlord
Cradle la stainless for strangers
Vigilante, trigga stampedes
On the bulletproof for the crews
That lade this nigga ta hand breath
Move you off the block
The a orthodox general
Flash flood when a crowd
Patriotic for the intrepid style and reck more kids that's pitifal
Niggaaaaaaa, for ever trapped in danger
Emaciate when I take my razor
Sharp heards that scare herds
Niggaaaaa, I'm from the wicked city
When chickens twist trees and dick tease
Breast feed
Pet seeds with asthmatic chest we's
Lord Have, cardiac arrest freeze
Please, bastard handicap crews that stay soft
It's mayor, ate off
School your army, ya squad weak
Remove four camps when I say
Pumpin arms like nor plants
I conquer and hold
Home sweet home down with monster control
Still they in the cut like runnin the coal
And still we must bring the ruckus to all you motherfuckers
Automatically, assault and battery
We battle thieves that get tragically slap to sleep to relax the beef
Collapse like weak cancerous lungs
Scatter, we numb
Blind feelin nap with jarred villain that alarm buildings
Con scrimmage, woke up a lot of children
Dirty ass venom village
I finish and outsuns
Then pulls like men is the malk of method vanesha blinds
By all means necessary I reach for mine and lift golden towers from roof tops
And give orders, rugged pound acre
Drown violators in buckets of piss water

[Chorus 3X]

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Get Off My Block – FIDLAR Testo della canzone

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Get Off My Block – FIDLAR

Well excuse me motherfucker you are on my block
Pack urn up and ship urn off the rock
You can park your car anywhere you want
But by the time you get back, ah that shit's ripped off
I can't promise you that but I promise I'd be back with the sack that you
Asked
When you're thinking about doing so stupid shit at my home
Remember, you're on my rock

Get off my block
Get off my rock
Get off my rock
Get off my rock

Fuck it, I need a cigarette
I need a bag of ice I need some Heineken
And a boom box bumping out some real hood shit
And some Pakalolo, grown local
What bada you? Are we too local are we too loco are we too voco?
When you're on the beach reading some book that you bought
Remember, you're on my rock

Get off my block
Get off my rock
Get off my block
Get off my rock

Yea, Pele she go

Bring it back down with some island shit
False crack a tourist and let's steal their shit
And take urn to my unko that knows how to sell it
I wasn't made I was born like this
Big fucking deal if you get gentrified
Back in the day it was called colonized
So when you're on vacation trynna "find yourself
Just remember to

Get off my rock
Get off my block
Get off my rock
Get off my block
Get off my rock
Get off my block
Get off my rock

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Get Off My Cloud – “autore” Testo della canzone

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Get Off My Cloud –

[CHORUS:]
Look! No strings! Just paper, glue, and card
Hark! The angels sing 'Paste the Lord'

That was the Armley tabernacle choir.
Next we'll be hearing the true story of an American housewife who claims to have taken mid-air photographs of Jesus Christ in the skies of Indiana.

High above the streets and houses Misses Meta Battle
With one hand on the Valium and one hand on the bottle
Somewhere over Indiana, eight miles high
Meta Battle sees the good Lord wandering 'cross the sky

[PRE-CHORUS:]
Have your fun whilst your alive
You won't get nothing when you die
Have a good time all the time
Because you won't get nothing when you die

[CHORUS]

Gobsmacked, William Shatnered, Meta does a double take
Come on, baby, do the camera shake
Half expecting from the aisle a certain Mister Beadle
Watching you, watching us, watching Misses Meta Battle

[PRE-CHORUS]

[CHORUS 2x]

Meta Battle shot her Lord and watched Him tumble down
And now there's people out with Polaroids all around town
And who knows, that Jesus on the church near your house
Could well be the original; kiss it as you pass

[PRE-CHORUS]

[CHORUS 2x]

[CHORUS & PRE-CHORUS 4x]

Don't hang around 'cause two is a crowd
Hey, you, get off my cloud
Hey, you, get off my cloud
Hey, you, get off my cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two is a crowd
Hey, you, get off my cloud
Hey, you, get off my cloud
Hey, you, get off my cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two is a crowd

Susej em kcuf ho
Susej em kcuf ho
Susej em kcuf ho
Susej em kcuf ho
Susej em kcuf ho
Susej em kcuf ho
Susej em kcuf ho
Susej em kcuf ho
Susej em kcuf ho
Susej em...

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Get Off My Line – Chinx Drugz Testo della canzone

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Get Off My Line – Chinx Drugz

That's right...

Bitch get off my line, bitch get off my line
Bitch get off my line, bitch get off my line
Snatch the weave off that ho, make her walk it out
Snatch the weave off that ho, make her walk it out
Pour that drink up, put that kush up in the air
Pour that drink up, put that kush up in the air
Bitch get off my line, bitch get off my line
Bitch get off my line, bitch get off my line

I put that ho on the track and then she walked in
I put my money on the lease then I walk in
I see some hoes in this thang they finna jump
I see some hoes in this thang they finna jump
I done blew damn near bout 50 this month
Backseat, ass up, stuck her head up in the trunk, don't lose me now
Let some 30 for that birdie then you caught a lick
He was straight up in the ho and then he laid a brick
Knock the bottom out your bitch and make her burn it up
Coke boys in this thang bout to turn it up
Told her buss open that peach, G.A
Shawty call her friend and now them hoes is on the freeway

Bitch get off my line, bitch get off my line
Bitch get off my line, bitch get off my line
Snatch the weave off that ho, make her walk it out
Snatch the weave off that ho, make her walk it out
Pour that drink up, put that kush up in the air
Pour that drink up, put that kush up in the air
Bitch get off my line, bitch get off my line
Bitch get off my line, bitch get off my line

Stop fuckin with a nigga, leave me 'lone
Only reason they be flockin, cause them bitches know we on
Medicine up in the air, hella smoke you know we strong
Going deep for them bands, hail mary going long
Shawty open wide, mobile home up on her back
That's a double Y, I go doggy from the back
Put in overtime
Took it down, now she blowing out my ninex
And you know I whip the thang like a pyrex, I whip it
There's only one crime we can co-exist, nah
Before this rap shit, I was throwing bricks
They know I keep a choppa for the made man
Laughing to the bank, all them mary days payday
Out in houston flash out my nigga baby, wassup
These niggas look like they'll tell, Dae Dae
If you hear dem niggas rappin' like this
Just remember who done started that shit
Trick get off my fuckin-

Bitch get off my line, bitch get off my line
Bitch get off my line, bitch get off my line
Snatch the weave off that ho, make her walk it out
Snatch the weave off that ho, make her walk it out
Pour that drink up, put that kush up in the air
Pour that drink up, put that kush up in the air
Bitch get off my line, bitch get off my line
Bitch get off my line, bitch get off my line

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Get Off My Sunshine – Nikka Costa Testo della canzone

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Get Off My Sunshine – Nikka Costa

Feels like a bad bad feeling's been knocking on my door
I should have known, it was just a matter of time
I've been looking at myself in a heap on the floor
I've seen what a blind man would recognize

Things don't look the same
Jaded by the pain
You bring me down like a heavy rain
You took your fall from grace
And hit me on the face
You took advantage of a good thing, baby, babe
Baby, baby, get off of my sunshine

I know i should have seen it coming like a choice at a crossroads
Honey, you could make me dare to think again
It's been a long time coming but today's got you at my soul
Realize there's a whole lot of loving at a stake here

Every day's too late to wait for change
Take my tired eyes - i don't them no more
Take the clouds away - i wanna see the sun shine
Take the clouds

Oh baby get off of my sunshine

Come on, come on, come on

Get off, get off, get off

Come on baby, get off my sunshine
Oh, things don't look the same
Jaded by the pain
You bring me down like a heavy, heavy, heavy rain..

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Get Off Tha Block – Crooked I Testo della canzone

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Get Off Tha Block – Crooked I

[Intro]
Yeah it's only right the Bad Guy hook up with the Bad Girl...
Phobia... woo!
Aha! It's Tha Row World Order baby
Vegas, drop the heat, c'mon... we back!

[Chorus x3: Crooked I & Phobia]
Death Row's back (here we go again)
Death Row's back (you better get off the Block nigga)

[Verse 1: Crooked I]
And we wearing a smile, nuff areas style, who can bury us now?
Listen, (DEATH ROW's BACK) Ghetto America's child
I'm looking down on you, as if I was Darius Miles
I'm an abusive cat, leading cops on an elusive chase
We make music only fools embrace
We can feud dude, choose the place
I keep a tool in waist, lil dude I remove your face, uhh
Finally, you minor league and we major
Major change the way you make your music ain't a gangsta
Gave the gangsta flava they bang in their CD changer
Came to reign within, the game is in danger
Banging hits that ain't even been rivalled
I, carry a rifle, I cherish survival
I'm, the Bad Guy that's my area title
And Suge's the real Simon, so fuck (American Idol)

[Chorus x3]

[Verse 2]
And we banging the R, that's the Row, Death Row we raising the bar
Tell em (Death Row's back!) getting braids in the car
Look at Crooked damn hard work made him a star
Plus meanwhile my team scheme wild for cream
I hustle like I got nineteen mouths to feed
So leave out the scene, speed-down the cops
Or you'll bleed out your spleen we bring out them thieves
This trick is quick to hit ya with some clips to split ya
I'd rather hit ya with some hits than be a permanent fixture
The clips spit, we spit sick, get the picture?
Cos if you spit sicker then niggaz it'd get you richer
And for my enemies I don't care much
They like some ugly ass bitchs taking pictures getting airbrushed
They not who they appear to be, we beating wimps up
I knock a pimp straight down out of his Pimp Cuff

[Chorus x3]

[Crooked I adlibs]

[Verse 3]
And I demands my love, throw ya hands high join the Bad Guy club
(Death Row's back!) why share my thug
Especially when thugging is my anti-drug
Get merked like it's nothing, that's goon talk
Give me three feet you bustaz better moon-walk
Oh yeah we cop the benz, drop the chevvy on them monster rims
While y'all can rock milk-chocolate timbs
Glock shots chop ya limbs, I sock your chin
I'm something different baby who can cop block the skills?
Not your man, you know I got my heater with me
Leavin' you in need of a kidney, come on and sing it with me...

[Chorus x3]

[Outro over chorus: Phobia]
Get off Tha Block.. haha... get off his dick
Yeah, Crooked I nigga... that's right
The realest, the realest Record label nigga...

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Get Off The Road – The Cramps Testo della canzone

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Get Off The Road – The Cramps

Hey, who the hell do they think they are ?
Ah, they're just a bunch of girls

We are the Hellcats nobody likes
Maneaters on motorbikes
We own this road so you better get lost
When you hear the roar of cut-out exhaust
Bug off or you'll find that you've blown your mind

Get off the road !
Get off the road!

We know man's made out of clay
He shootin' clay pigeons today
Get off the road before we have crossed
Or you might get your rear-end tossed
Gonna be uptight, we're ridin'here tonight

Get off the road !
Get off the road !

Get off the road !
Get off the road !

Maneaters !
Maneaters !
Maneaters !
Maneaters !
Maneaters !
Maneaters !
Maneaters !
Maneaters !
Maneaters !

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Get Off This – Cracker Testo della canzone

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Get Off This – Cracker

All these cats with holey jeans
Dirty hair and titty rings
Say, "What's your scene man? We got these questions
Is it true that you have sold your soul?"
I say "Hey man, I don't know
Lend me a quarter, won't you? I'll call my accountant"

Let's get off this
And get on with it
If you wanna change the world
Shut your mouth and start to spin it
Get off this
Get on with it
If you wanna change the world
Shut your mouth and start this minute

Petty little Ayatollahs
Come around to judge and stone ya
All's we're trying to do is make a fortune
Yeah, we ain't got no government loans
And no one sends a check from home
But get this: we're just doin' what we wanna

So let's get off this
And get on with it
If you wanna change the world
Shut your mouth and start to spin it
Get off this
Get on with it
If you wanna change the world
Shut your mouth and start this minute

Well the guitar player's stayin'
Out in Hollywood and sayin'
He's just tryin' to get some sleep but everyone's complainin'
Are you truly deeply cynical
'Cause boy you know that I loved you so
When no one knew your name and you were pompous

Let's get off this
And get on with it
If you wanna change the world
Shut your mouth and start to spin it
Get off this
Get on with it
If you wanna change the world
Shut your mouth, shut your mouth

Get off this
And get on with it
If you wanna change the world
Shut your mouth and start to spin it
Get off this
Get on with it
If you wanna change the world
Shut your mouth, shut your mouth, yeah

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Get Off Ya Knees – Canibus Testo della canzone

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Get Off Ya Knees – Canibus

[Hook]

Get Off Ya Knees!
Change your style cause its time
Nigga's want me to rhyme pre-99
No-one can flow with Bis, Most people notice
But others just won't admit, They can't get over it
Rhymes I been known to spit, Mic's I been known to grip
Makes me the Ultimate, God father over this
I'm just a ghost of rip
A soldier in this show business don't exist if he has no defence
My opponents are so intent, not to show respect
They fret cause I'm a global threat
I'm so hard to catch, a cold with Caleb
I relocate so quick they can't close the net
I expose the press, dispose of the prints
On the loose again nobody knows what's next
My virus infects
Every machine with clandestine speech
Nigga Get Off Ya Knees!

[Hook]

Yeah!
Hip-Hop's habitat, Rip the Jacker's back
This is battle rap, def while I master tracks
I mix ant with thrax in your digestive track
I suggest its wack then I side-step to the back
I kidnap your X, For 10 million franks
Make you shit your pants, you smell like septic tanks
Just respect it man throw a fist in the air
The distance is Near, Armageddon is here
I permeate UN-worldly planes
as they crash in the worlds that trades only my words remain
Altruist Egoist - people are ignorant
what is the meaning of meaningless meaningfulness?
Formulas of primordial audio
40 ohms of euphorial anointed flows
It was written so it shall be told
Get off Ya knees, give me the microphone
Fucker

[Hook]

My man-hood is massive, when it's not flaccid
Bis is real cool when he's not Rip the Jacker
I am modernist, I am complex
Vicarious logic of bodily hardship
Beat your ass till your teeth mash
Sand blast your face blow a breeze past, make you bleed fast
E-K-G's beep fast, Doctors speak fast
For skin graft the patch over deep gash
Give me details, how does meat smell?
After a train derails into a field of gazelles!
Step in the club; turn the crystal in your cups to red blood
Fuck Ya Heads up!
Suspend me from the game don't mention my name
Impossible Can-I-Bus drugs in your brain
Don't be a schmuck
You act like a movie I've proved I'm the illest you cannot dispute me
Get Off Ya Knees

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Get Off Yakneez – Canibus Testo della canzone

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Get Off Yakneez – Canibus

[Sample:]
"Man, get up, I got up"
"They said to be quick my friend, and "Get Off Ya Kneez""
"I got up, they said to be quick my friend, and "Get Off Ya Kneez""
"The word 'I can't' nobody knows"
"They said to be quick my friend, and "Get Off Ya Kneez""
"I got up, they said to be quick my friend, and "Get Off Ya Kneez""
"The word 'I can't' nobody knows"

[Verse 1: Canibus]
Yo, "Get Off Ya Kneez", change your style 'cause it's time
Niggaz want me to rhyme pre-ninety-nine
No one can flow with 'Bis, most people know this
But others just won't admit, they can't get over it
Rhymes I been known to spit, mic's I been known to grip
Makes me the ultimate, God-Father over this
I'm just a ghost of Rip
A soldier in this show business don't exist if he has no defense
My opponents are so intent, not to show respect
They fret 'cause I'm a global threat
I'm so hard to catch, a covert celeb
I relocate so quick they can't close the Net
I expose the press, dispose of the prints
On the loose again nobody knows what's next
My virus infects, every machine with clandestine speech
Nigga "Get Off Ya Kneez"

[Sample]

[Hook: Canibus]
"Get Off Ya Kneez"
"Get Off Ya Kneez"
"Get Off Ya Kneez"

[Verse 2: Canibus]
Yea, Hip-Hop's habitat, Rip the Jacker's back
This is battle rap, therefore I master tracks
I mix an with thrax in your digestive track
I suggest it's wack, then I side-step to the back
I kidnap your ex, for ten million Francs
Make you shit your pants; you smell like septic tanks
Just respect it man throw a fist in the air
The distance is near, Armageddon is here
I permeate unworldly planes
As they crash in the Worlds that Trade, only my words remain
Altruist Egoist, people are ignorant
What is the meanin' of meaningless meaningfulness?
Formulas of primordial audio
Forty ohms of euphoria anointed flows
It Was Written so it shall be told
"Get Off Ya Kneez", give me the microphone
Motherfucka "Get Off Ya Kneez"

[Sample]

[Hook: Canibus]

[Verse 3: Canibus]
My manhood is massive, when it's not flaccid
'Bis is real cool when he's not "Rip the Jacker"
I am modernesque, I am complex
Vicarious logic of bodily hardship
Beat your ass 'til your teeth mash
Sand-blast your face blow a breeze past, make you bleed fast
E.K.G.'s beep fast, doctors speak fast
For skin graft the patch over deep gash
Give me details, how does meat smell?
After a train derails into a field of gazelles
Step in the club; turn the crystal in your cups to red blood
Fuck your heads up
Suspend me from the game, don't mention my name
Impossible Can-I-Bus ruptures your brain
Don't be a schmuck, you act like a movie
I've proved I'm the illest you cannot disprove me
"Get Off Ya Kneez"

[Sample]

[Hook: Canibus]

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Get Off Your Ass – Autograph Testo della canzone

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Get Off Your Ass – Autograph

Listen up watch and pay attention
Make the most of every situation
Can't you see it's a celebration

Living in the moment listen to the sound
Feeling good together gotta stand up now

Get off your ass
Get off your ass
Get off your ass and let's go crazy
Get off your ass

Let it all hang out it's now or never
Feel the music make it last forever

I wanna hear you scream and shout together
Gonna have the best time tearing up this town
Let me see your hands up gotta stand up now

Get off your ass
Get off your ass
Get off your ass and let's go crazy
Get off your ass

Get off your ass
Get off your ass
Get off your ass and let's go crazy
Get off your ass [?]
Get off your ass [?]
Get off your ass
Get off your ass
Get off your...
Ass

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Get Off, Get Out – Anathema Testo della canzone

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Get Off, Get Out – Anathema

I know it feel it flow
I see it grow, I see you low
Hello, too low...?
I know to feel it more
To feel it more, feel it more
Than more...
I feel it more to feel it more

It ain't about yourself get out of yourself
Push it on out of yourself right out of sight
You got a big surprise coming your way
Push it on all out, move it
Push it.Push it
It ain't about yourself get out of yourself
Go check it out
It's coming...

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Get Offa Me – Far East Movement Testo della canzone

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Get Offa Me – Far East Movement

[CHORUS]
I'm just sittin' watching tv
Who's that lookin' through my window
Now they knockin' at my door
I'm not who you lookin' for

[FILLER]
One two
Uh trek life y'all
Far east movement
Damn cops man

[VERSE 1]
[Trek Life]
Uh, Man, all I'm trying to do is just drive my car (Man)
Turn my beats up and rhyme these bars (C'mon)
But even when I abide by laws
You run my plates just to find my flaws
Now I understand stopping crime's your job (Yeah)
But since I ain't a criminal and I don't rob
Or steal from anyone don't bother me dawg
Bustin' U-turns to follow me far up the street,
With your hand on your heat, now whats that for (Uh)
I ain't a thug just because I got a hat on (Naw)
Don't pull me over just to act like an asshole
And if you don't believe my answers what you ask for
My skin color and police are like past foes
When they was hangin' us from trees with a lasso
They oversee a steady beat on my ass yo
But when I call y'all in need man y'all react slow, damn!

[CHORUS]
I'm just sittin' watching tv
Who's that lookin' through my window
Now they knockin' at my door
I'm not who you lookin' for
Officer get offa' me
Officer get offa' me
I'm just doin' my thing, let me be
Officer get offa' me

[VERSE 2]
[Kev Nish]
It ain't the way I walk (Nope), the way I talk (Nope)
But when it comes to two-eleven I'm the brother they want
I do a record with Trek, I sweat like Mike
I'm the extraordinary type of brother you like (You know)
They ain't tryin' to hear that (Who?), Officer Jack Move
Got me on the hood wanted for something I can't do
Cause' I got a bald head two hands and two feet
Plus the dude was Japanese so it's gotta' be me
They toss me in the backseat like a hooker on vine
Yo guess who's sittin' next to me, my man Trek Life (What up?)
[Trek Life]
Man, this is bullshit dawg it just ain't right (Why?)

Both of us locked up on the same damn night
They pulled me over tellin' me I made an illegal right
[Kev Nish]
They told me I'm the guy they lookin' for because of my eyes
Then they took us to jail sayin' we all look alike
Cause' we damn good lookin' and we doin' alright

[CHORUS]
I'm just sittin' watching tv
Who's that lookin' through my window
Now they knockin' at my door
I'm not who you lookin' for
Officer get offa' me
Officer get offa' me
I'm just doin' my thing, let me be
Officer get offa' me

[VERSE 3]
[J-Splif and Prohgress]
Ring! Ring!
Pick up the phone (Why?)
If it's the bill collector tell him I ain't home (Uh Uh)
I ain't got a bankroll you heard me singin' the blues (Cut yo ass)
But if they really want it, I got I.O.U.'s
You don't really got a stress about the cash I'm makin' (Nope)
Couldn't really get me for no tax evasion (Hell naw)
I get letters sayin' they need a payment (Fuck this)
I write them right back tellin' them please be patient
You gettin' what you give, ya you got what you wanted
None of y'all are fam' I ain't keepin' a promise (Uh Uh)
What do you expect from a kid who's in college
Ya I got alotta' credit so you know imma' charge it
New rims, DVDs, lava lamps
And if I need some weed get a cash advance
Yo I think we hit our limit, man we maxed out
How we gonna' pay it off?, man we assed out

[CHORUS]
I'm just sittin' watching tv
Who's that lookin' through my window
Now they knockin' at my door
I'm not who you lookin' for
Officer get offa' me
Officer get offa' me
I'm just doin' my thing, let me be
Officer get offa' me

[FILLER]
Yeah it's the wrong fucking guys
Gotta let em' go
Awwww, fuck!

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Get On – Joe Cocker Testo della canzone

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Get On – Joe Cocker

Hey

Well, you've been wearing your burden like a two ton chain
Take it off, throw it down
Send that petty party packing on the midnight train
Get it gone, ship it out

Call him all curvy, skinny, don't matter ugly, pretty
Let's talk it down and dirty

If you wanna catch a ride through a good time
This is a song, get on
And if you wanna have a party, we can start it right
What you waiting on, get on

Don't let it slip away, it's all about today
Hear all the people say, get on, baby, get on

We got that boom, boom, bumping like a downtown quake
Wake it up, shake it down
We got the girls, all jumping at the Tucson Lake
Feel the love moving 'round

The party's getting hotter, we got the fire, water
Turn up some Joe Cocker

If you wanna catch a ride through a good time
This is a song, get on
And if you wanna have a party, we can start it right
What you waiting on, get on

Don't let it slip away, it's all about today
Hear all the people say, oh, get on, baby, get on

Get on, get on
Get on, get on, get on, get on, help me, ladies
Get on, get on, get on, get on, turn it up
Get on, get on, get on, get on, turn it up
Get on, get on, get on, get on all day

If you wanna catch a ride through a good time
This is a song, get on
And if you wanna have a party, we can start it right
What you waiting on, get on

Don't let it slip away, it's all about today
Hear all the people say right now

We'll get you feeling right, just rock it and we'll talk
We'll rock it all night
Oh, get on, baby, get on, life, get on
Don't let the meek get on, that was get on

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Get On – Devvon Terrell Testo della canzone

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Get On – Devvon Terrell

Shawty wanna take
She like where I'm at
She said I her maybe ending up
Said you fucking with a wrong one
Be a Romeo be my Juliet
Got a nigga coming to the crib what you wanna do now

Get up get up get something
Never let a nigger know you're over
Baby girl lets do something
Anything to get you on

Girl get on get on get on get on
Girl get on get on get on get on

Shawty if you call I'm on my way
I'm really hoping you know this is just what you started
Same shit new day
The way that he treating you girl is on and on
I know I know you ain't been right
Wasting your time fucking with this guy
Give me the time and I'll do you right
Let me put on you with some baby
And my world will be your body (so give it up)
And everyday will be a party (so give it up)
Oh baby girl you know I'm ballin (so give it up)
Girl let me do my thing
I could go on and on about you
I know he can't do what I do
Baby is that you

Shawty wanna take
She like where I'm at
She said I her maybe ending up
Said you fucking with a wrong one
Be a Romeo be my Juliet
Got a nigga coming to the crib what you wanna do now

Get up get up get something
Never let a nigger know you're over
Baby girl lets do something
Anything to get you on

Girl get on get on get on get on
Girl get on get on get on get on

If you talk a bunch of shit then we can run it
Oh I need you baby I keep it 100
I ain't rushing you wit nothing. Nah I ain't frontin
I just want to get you on my side in time
I know I know you ain't been right
Wasting your time fucking with this guy
Give me the time and I'll do you right
Let me put on you with some baby
And my world will be your body (so give it up)
And everyday will be a party (so give it up)
Oh baby girl you know I'm ballin (so give it up)
Girl let me do my thing
I could go on and on about you
I know he can't do what I do
Baby is that you

Shawty wanna take
She like where I'm at
She said I her maybe ending up
Said you fucking with a wrong one
Be a Romeo be my Juliet
Got a nigga coming to the crib what you wanna do now

Get up get up get something
Never let a nigger know you're over
Baby girl lets do something
Anything to get you on

Girl get on get on get on get on
Girl get on get on get on get on

I know I know you ain't been right
Wasting your time fucking with this guy
Give me the time and I'll do you right
Let me put on you with some baby

Give me the time and I'll do you right
Give give me the time and I'll do you right

Shawty wanna take
She like where I'm at
She said I her maybe ending up
Said you fucking with a wrong one
Be a Romeo be my Juliet
Got a nigga coming to the crib what you wanna do now

Get up get up get something
Never let a nigger know you're over
Baby girl lets do something
Anything to get you on

Girl get on get on get on get on
Girl get on get on get on get on

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Get On And Ride – Bo Bice Testo della canzone

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Get On And Ride – Bo Bice

Face to face, eye to eye
You say you love me, then you bleed me dry
You try to make me like it, you know I can't deny
You call a spade a spade baby, if it so applies

Now your heartbeat's ticking in me like a bomb that's ready to blow
Did you see what you came to see, go ahead enjoy the show
Take your time if you're so inclined, jump on here with me
Get on and ride it in the fast lane honey
Won't you get on and ride, won't you get on and ride it now

Every day, I walk another mile
You find me guilty, but don't give me a trial
If that's the case, baby I don't mind it
This time around girl, it's your turn to ride yeah

Now your heartbeat's ticking in me like a bomb that's ready to blow
Did you see what you came to see, go ahead enjoy the show
Take your time if you're so inclined, jump on here with me
Get on and ride it in the fast lane honey,
Won't you get on and ride it, won't you get on and ride it now

Get on and ride
Now show me what you got

Now your heartbeat's ticking in me like a bomb that's ready to blow
Did you see what you came to see, go ahead enjoy the show
I don't mind if you take your time, jump on here with me
Get on ride it in the fast lane honey,
Won't you get on and ride it, won't you get on and ride it now

Now your heartbeat's ticking in me like a bomb that's ready to blow
Did you see what you came to see, go ahead enjoy the show
Take your time if you're so inclined, jump on here with me
Get on ride and it in the fast lane honey,
Won't you get on and ride it, won't you get on and ride it now

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Get On It – The Charlatans Testo della canzone

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Get On It – The Charlatans

When you're low
And I'm feeling awry
And it's time to say goodnight
When you finally lay your soul to rest
I'll be falling asleep on an empty street

No matter how you're feeling
You know you're never on your own

Hear the bells ring in the morning
When you crawl back from the church
All the buildings go up to the sky
All the people goin' down to the ground

No matter how you're feeling
You know you're never on your own

And your boss is quietly hounding

As he creeps into your sleep
No voice or poet's pen can touch what
Hits you in the morning

It don't matter how you're feeling
You know you're never on your own
You don't even have to answer the phone

Ain't nobody
Talkin' me down
I will destroy you
I've shown my soul
Come on

Ain't nobody
Listening to you
I'll be your eyes your ears
Get on it

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Get On My Feet – B.G. Testo della canzone

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Get On My Feet – B.G.

[B.G.]
Damn, it's hard, a baby gangsta is strugglin
The 9-5 done hit, it's time for me to start hustlin
I gotta get my serve on, them hoes look at me bad
My day 'bout to come, so I'ma bust out on they dog ass
I started wit a fifth and dime rock
Mook had gave me 20 for 10, I had two nines 'cause I pop
I made 20 dollars, best believe I went back
I turned my life of doin bad to a life a slangin crack
Now I got a job of pushin rocks up on the block
Plus that drama on my side is a fully loaded Glock
Half on sellin slabs, I went and scored a fuckin 8-ball
Nigga gotta stand tall, sort of like a brick wall
Meet me at V.L., it was a real madd clique
I whipped out a knot, them dog hoes got on my dick
Tryin to fuckin break me, them hoes used to hate me
I cleaned myself up, now them hoes cannot take me
87, Troy sat me down and they skooled me
They said don't tell my bid-ness 'cause a nigga would try to do me
This fuckin Baby Gangsta comin up in the streets
I'm on a come-up bitch, tryin to get on my feet

[Chorus 2x]
I'm tryin to get on my feet, I'm a real baby gangsta
Bitch, you stop my come-up, then I'm gonna have to gank ya

[B.G.]
The bid-ness flowin smooth like water
I got some fuckin clientele and it's worth three quarters
My mom fount one, but I was still on the road
I slipped in the game, they always said the game was cold
I was slangin them fuckin rocks, I made three G's at the most
Then I got caught slippin, he did it easy, one of my jokes
Now Slim and L.T. still keep the shit tight
But when my nigga come [?] everythings gon' be alright
Man, it's like this, the set is kinda pain
I'm like the fuckin Geto Boys livin in the fast lane
Mail, steady stackin
Them hoes a nigga mackin
And you know I'm straight up packin for niggas tryin to jack me
Now the fuckin law is gettin hot on the set
I'm playin it on the cool, gotta put away my tech
I'm chillin at house, bitch got my number when they fiendin
They call me all night, them motherfuckers be tweekin
Yes I'm on the block bitch, I sold a quarter-bird
Now have you fuckin heard, I'ma get it on my fuckin serve
A fuckin Baby Gangsta comin up in the streets
I'm on a come-up bitch, tryin to get on my feet

[Chorus 2x]

[B.G.]
Like Pac, I'm in so much pain
I'm broke, I'm slangin in the rain
14, strugglin, pocket full of crack-cocaine
Tryin to come up off a bill
You know I got them hustlin skills
The nigga from that V.L., Baby Gangsta, yes, you know I'm real
Down for the jack move, nigga like me is savage
Don't let me catch you slippin, I'll kill you wiz, I gots to have it
When I bust my 17, you know I'm gonna get ya
Split ya when ya holler, I know I hit ya
Yes, I know I'm fast, so I hit a nigga stash
When I hit this nigga stash, turn his stash into cash
I wanna stand real tall, have a bird for my own
When I have a bird for my own, gots to get my hustle on
So I'm on the block wit crack, you know I strap my fuckin gat
False move will get you kilt, rat-tat-tat-tat
So get back wit the gat, nigga don't move
I'ma take wit ya to the head
Make sure yo bitch ass dead
Then from the scene a nigga fled
I'ma real nigga, trill nigga, always pack a steel trigga
If you ever play me I'ma plug 'cause I'm a thug nigga
Youngster from the ghetto man, I ain't got nothin
I got a gat and a set of nuts, tryin to come up on somethin
So if you slippin on my hood black, I gots to creep
'Cause I'm a nigga tryin to get on my feet

[Chorus 4x]

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Get On My Level – Chamillionaire Testo della canzone

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Get On My Level – Chamillionaire

[Intro - Chamillionaire]
Um, that boy throwed (that boy throwed)
Man that boy throwed, boy throwed
Hmm, that boy throwed, boy throwed, man

[Chamillionaire talking over Intro]
I'm talkin 'bout that Chamillitary boy be puttin it down
Grammys, ringtones, whatever

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
If bein rich is bad for my health (umm)
Then baby I'ma be ill forever
And I'm known to make ladies melt (ha)
You boys better get on my level
Get on my level, get on my level
Get on my level, get on my level
Get on my level, get on my level
Get on my level, cause your boy burnin up

[Verse - Chamillionaire]
Man, that chrome plated woman, on the hood steady hummin
The messiah who's they summon and the mixtape king is comin
Better hope it's the rapper Nottz, splat somethin on your woman
Only thing we got in common, is the cummin demon (uh)
-nator, a hater, is less and never greater
From continent to continent, I cross 'em like a fader
My garage full of "RARRR", yeah Jaguars and Gators
My hand is where the oak is gon' land like the Raiders (uh)
Grippin, flippin, which vehicle am I pickin?
Got a set of chrome feet and a bunch of beat I'm 'bout to stick in
Little kids stick they faces on the frame and start lickin
Still rollin the old school, with the hood things drippin (drippin)
Lady is gravy, her hair is in the wind
That vehicle that's older than your parents is a sin
My baby, a lady, got yellow candy skin
Open the garage and look in, I'm like where should I begin? (uh)
Driver named Rick, I call him Ricky Retardo
Is lost in the garage like a game of "Where Is Waldo?"
Ask him where he's at, and he's like "Lookin for your Gallardo,
looked in every spot, but I've been lookin for an hour bro."
Sweet tooth candy is on every single car note
Starburst rappers in the interior of my car flow (oh)
But I'm the rapper that stay burstin on the star though (though)
That line went over they head baby, but y'all know
Keep plenty chicks in the coupe like a farm yo
Keep a car, but I don't never see a car note (oh)
You O.J. Simpson with them broads though (oh)
You like 'em white and skinny like a Marlboro
And I keep a chick on each arm like Jack Tripper
If she think I'm a pick her
If not, then I'm a skip her
If I land, somewhere on the island, like the Skipper
The sex on the beach that I'm a give her, is not liquor (not liquor)
You could never think up a thought that's as throwed as me (uh)
Real recognize real, gotta notice me (uh)
Paper chaser, we racin, but you ain't close to C
I'm chamillionaire, but who the hell you supposed to be?
Bought a crib in LA, so the Hollywood sign would notice me
Divine sign, knockin the doors down, that's how you know it's me
How many cribs really here?? Somewhere over three
That real estate is Chamillion's, but let's just show 'em G

[Chorus]

[Outro - Chamillionaire talking]
Your boy burnin up for real man
I'm talkin 'bout tippin down, popped up, wide open
Boy's comin through, fly rides, cars
Candy colors, exotic, know what I'm talkin 'bout?
H-Town, still holdin, that boy Chamillion' gon' hold it down
Uh

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Get On Our Own – Buzzcocks Testo della canzone

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Get On Our Own – Buzzcocks

Honey I saw you yesterday
On my way home
Baby I craved for you today
So I decided to phone
So why don't we get together soon
And er get on our own
Just think of what me and you could do
If we get on our own
If we could get on our own
If we could get on our own

Honey I saw you again today
And I er liked what I saw
So why don't meet tonight
Then I could er see a bit more
So how's about we get together soon
Well why be alone
Just think of what me and you could do
If we get on our own
If we could get on our own
If we could get on our own

Just think of it
Me and you
Us together
Yes just we two
Think of all the things
That me and you could do
If we get on our own
If we could get on our own
If we could get on our own
Just me and you
Ah

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Get On Outta Here – Family Force 5 Testo della canzone

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Get On Outta Here – Family Force 5

Yerrr

Get On Out *Whoop Whoop*

I thought I told ya not to come 'round here?
Go on back home, You need to disapper.
If I have ta Imma drag you out by your ear.
Getchya stuff man, You need ta disapper Ayyyee

You know thats dirty and you're good for nuthin'
Trespassing, Sassing, Good for nuthin'
Listen I tell ya once now I tell ya twice
3 times comes around and it don't look nice

Oh you got something to say? U betta back it up!
Daggun, Come on Back it up!
Oooo Dang! Sucker punch to da mouth
Now ya makin' out with da ground.

Get On Outta Here, get on now *Whoop Whoop* [x2]
Get gone take yo'self home! *Whoop Whoop*
Get On Outta Here, get on now *Whoop Whoop* [x3]
Get Get gone take yo'self home *Whoop Whoop*
Get On Outta Here, get on now

Who do you think you are?
You ought not come around these parts
We're gonna Paint you a picture.
The door gon' hitcha where the good Lord splitcha!

Smack talk, Can't Talk C-Can't talk smack talk [mix up of those words]
You don't want none of this one, You can't handle it son!

Got something to say? Back it up!
Daggum come on! Back it up!
OOHHH Sucker punch to the mouth
Look at'ch ya now! Kissing on the ground!

Get On Outta Here, get on now! *Whoop Whoop* [x2]
Get gone, take yo'self home! *Whoop Whoop*
Get On Outta Here, get on now! *Whoop Whoop* [x3]
Get gone, take yo'self home! *Whoop Whoop*
Get On Outta Here, get on now! *Whoop Whoop*

Get On outta Here Get On Outta Here (Whoop Whoop) Get on
Get On outta Here Get On Outta Here (Whoop Whoop) Get on
Get Get Gone take yo'self home! *Whoop Whoop*

Get On Outta Here, get on out! *Whoop Whoop*
Get On Outta Here, get on out! *Uh Uh*
Get On Outta Here, get on out! *Whoop Whoop*
Get Get gone, take yo'self home! *Whoop Whoop*

Get On Outta Here, get on out! *Whoop Whoop*
Get On Outta Here, get on out! *Uh Uh*
Get On Outta Here, get on out! *Whoop Whoop*
Get Get gone, take yo'self home! *Whoop Whoop*

Get On Outta Here, get on out! *Whoop Whoop*
Get Get gone!
Take yo'self home!
Get on out! *Whoop Whoop* Get on out!
*Whoop Whoop* AYE!!!! a get get gone!
Uh UHHHHH! Take Yo'self home! *Whoop Whoop*
Get on out *Whoop Whoop* get on out get on out *Whoop*

UH UH!!!!!!!!!!

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Get On The Bus – Destiny’s Child Testo della canzone

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Get On The Bus – Destiny's Child

[Timbeland:]
Uh uh
Hey baby how you
Why your face lookin' all sad and blue
Don't you like the Navigator truck that I brought you
Why you trying to act a fool
Don't try to say you seen me talking to your girlfriends
Ask Tonya and Shirl then
Gimme a place and time when
Don't try to accuse me of silly stuff that I'm doing on the streets
You gotta remember, without you, there's no me
I'm just an average man
Tryin' to make it in this cold world
Tell me baby, why you trippin', girl


I don't wanna fuss with you
So I'm gonna sit out on the couch
Don't try to talk to me
'Cause boy I am locking you out
I don't wanna hear a thing
Nothin' you got to say
You should think twice
About the way you been talkin'to me

Better catch a cab or get on the bus
I ain't got no time for you
Talkin' all that junk
I'm gonna pack my stuff
Is this what you want
I don't really care
Cause there's no more us

Ain't got no words for you
So you can stop calling my friends
Tellin' them it wasn't your fault
And why I ain't lettin' you in
Too many times before
I've let you back in my life
This is a new day
And this won't go down tonight

Better catch a cab or get on the bus
I ain't got no time for you
Talkin' all that junk
I'm gonna pack my stuff
Is this what you want
I don't really care
Cause there's no more us

Introduced you to Dolce and Gabanna
Took you from dirt bikes to Hondas
Take you from that terrible stress
Now you tellin' me that I am a bother
What kinda mess is that to tell a man who put you on the scene
That's just like killing a dream (oh no baby)
That's how it seems
I work hard to build up what I have of you
I pray to God there's not another man between me and you
So tell me baby
There's no need to lie
Why you sleepin' with your eyes closed
Wanna talk alright yo

Better catch a cab or get on the bus
I ain't got no time for you
Talkin' all that junk
I'm gonna pack my stuff
Is this what you want
I don't really care
Cause there's no more us

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Get On The Floor – August Alsina Testo della canzone

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Get On The Floor – August Alsina

Can a young nigga get some? Gimmie that dough
And I ain't never gon' stop 'til I get more
Might take yo girlfriend, make her my hoe
My nigga don't cry 'bout it, just let her ass go
She 'bout them gold chains, them gold rings and them gold bottles
I'm tryna take everything, if they outta stock, I want the floor model
So gimme your wrist band, your VIP and like four models
Nigga don't get buck, I'm 'bout that life, nigga don't get stuck

This right here's a robbery
So get down on the floor
I came here for everything
So just act like you know
Diamonds, savings, rubber bands
So don't be a hero
Let's make this nice and easy
Lemme grab my shit and go

Get on the floor

Run me that ice round yo neck boy
Run me that watch cause now it's a set boy
Run me them car keys, run me that iPhone
And them Lebrons, I think you got my size on
Gimme them gold chains, them gold rings and them gold bottles
I'm tryna take everything, if they outta stock, I want the floor model
So gimme your wrist band, your VIP and like four models
Nigga don't get buck, I'm 'bout that life, nigga don't get stuck

This right here's a robbery
So get down on the floor
I came here for everything
So just act like you know
Diamonds, savings, rubber bands
So don't be a hero
Let's make this nice and easy
Lemme grab my shit and go

Get on the floor

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Get On The Floor – Pitbull Testo della canzone

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Get On The Floor – Pitbull

[Chorus repeat 2x]
Ohh
Girl you better (ohh)
St-Stop playin (ohh)
Bitch what'cha waitin for
Get your ass on the floor

You know the night was good
When you wake up in the morning
With a cloudy piss
You know how i do
Gimme the vodka skip the cris
Im at the bar feelin like 50 takin like 9 shots
I got like 9 broads takin em with me why stop
Now im bouncin from broad to broad
This thing is thick from wall to wall
Ive never read the book
But its like i mastered the art of war
So if anybody thinks they can take advantage
Cuz ive had a couple of drinks think again
Ill have you like kanye west
With a brand new jaw and a metal chin

[Chorus rp 2x]

Excuse me im takin over
Im sick like ebola
I dont know what they told ya
But bitch this chico's a soldier
Get the crip and roll up
Or drop the E and roll out
Most of these busta's fold up
When its time to thug out
Imma take it to the club
Where them freaks be takin it off and backin it up
Imma make ya so hot as soon as these mami's walk in they ready to fuck
Every (every) body (body) listen (listen) closely
Cuz imma do whats never been done
The games been fucked but its never been sprung

[Chorus rp 2x]

Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh
Get your ass on the floor
Ohh Ohhh
Get your ass on the floor
Ohh Ohh
Get your ass on the floor
Ohh Ohh Ohh
Get your ass on the floor

Ohh
Girl
Ohh
St-Stop playin (ohh)
Bitch what'cha waitin for
Get your ass on the floor [rp 2x]

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Get On The Good Foot – James Brown Testo della canzone

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Get On The Good Foot – James Brown

Qué pasa people, qué pasa ...hit me!

Ooh!
Get on down like a...
Unh!
I wanna get on the good foot
Ho! Good foot
I got to get on the good foot-ah

Going down to the crib
Let all hang out
Where soulful people knows what it's about-ah
Going down to the crib
And let it all hang out-ah
Where soulful people knows what it's about-ah

Where people do the sign and take your hands-ah
And dancin' to the music James Brown band... mmm

They're dancing on the good foot
I got to get on the good foot
Got to do it on the good foot
Do it with the good foot

Said the long-hair hippies and the afro blacks
They all get together across the tracks
And they PARTY
Ho! On the good foot
You know they dance on the good foot
Dance on the good foot

Ain't nothing goin' on now
But the rent-ah
A whole lotta bills and my money's spent
Mmm
And that's on my bad foot
Whoa, unh

You know my face gettin' short and I got the blues
I got a funky job and I paid my dues on the good foot
Ho! On the good foot
I got to get on the good foot
Hey! On the good foot
Get on the good foot
Come over!

Hit it there
You got to
Get it
Get it
Sharper now, unh!

Come on, get it-ah
Hunh!

On the good foot
On the good foot
Ho! On the good foot
Get on the good foot
On the good foot
On the good foot
Ho! Get on the good foot
On the good foot

Bass! Bass-ah!

Get it there
Get it there
Ho!
Now bass

Play on it now

Come on
Get it-ah

Get it
Get on the good foot
Ooh!
I got to get on the good foot
Ooh!
Get on the good foot
Ho!
Take care of business, sister, I'm your fella

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Get On The Right Track Baby – Ray Charles Testo della canzone

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Get On The Right Track Baby – Ray Charles

Get on the Right Track Baby
Get on the Right Track Ba - by
Get on the Right Track Baby, yeah
Come on home and treat me wrong again

Get on the Right Track Baby
Get on the Right Track Ba - by
Get on the Right Track Baby, yeah
Come on home and treat me wrong again

Yeah, I've been so blue and lonely
I've tried both night and day
But I'm begging you just one more time
Come back if you don't stay

Get on the Right Track Baby
Get on the Right Track Ba - by
Get on the Right Track Baby, yeah
Come on home and treat me wrong again

Yeah, I know you know I love you
but yet you broke my heart in two
But it's because I love you
That I don't care what you do

Get on the Right Track Baby
You better come home now
Get on the Right Track Baby, yeah
Come on home and treat me wrong again

Well, I'm begging you one more time, baby
Down on bended knees
Please, please come back home
And give my poor heart ease

Get on the Right Track Baby
Get on the Right Track Ba - by
Get on the Right Track Baby, yeah
Come on home and treat me wrong again
That's what I say know

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Get On The Right Track Baby – Sammy Davis Jr. Testo della canzone

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Get On The Right Track Baby – Sammy Davis Jr.

One, two, three, four, go

Get on the right track, baby
Get on the right track, baby
Get on the right track, baby
Yeah, come on home and treat me wrong again

Get on the right track, baby
Get on the right track, baby
Get on the right track, baby
Ho, come on home and treat me wrong again

Well, I feel so blue and lonely
Cried both night and day
I'm tellin' you just one more time
Come back even if you don't stay

Get on the right track, baby
You better get on the track now, child
Get on the right track, baby
Mm, come on home and treat me wrong again

Yeah, I know you know I love you, baby
And yet you broke my heart in two
But it's because I love you
And I don't care what I do

Get on the right track, baby
You better come on home now
Get on the right track, baby
Well, come on home and treat me wrong again

Well, you know I'm mad at you, pretty baby
But I'm down on my bended knee
So, please, please come back home
Set my poor heart free

Now, what I say now
What I say right now, baby
Mm, yeah now
Come on home and treat me wrong again
That's what I say now

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Get On Up – Fat Joe Testo della canzone

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Get On Up – Fat Joe

Here we go, now I'm back
I got soul, although I'm not black
Pass the mic and I'm a spark it
Cause I'm the hottest rapper on the market
I used to shoot dice to the curb
Peace to my brothers on 163rd
Hold your head and stay strong
My main man Roadie got it going on
So now you know the time
Bust how I flip it, check the rhyme
I kick the hits even with the big belly
Cause I freak the funk like my man R. Kelly
So give me that honey love
You know what I'm thinking of
Joe's the man with the master plan
I got more rhymes than the beats got fans
Peace to Greg Nice and Smooth B
And if you don't believe then you soon shall see
That I'll be the last to survive
I won't fake the funk, I won't take a dive
So now you know what's up
I make the crowd bounce and get on up

"Get on up" "Get on up!" [Repeat 4x]

This is a jam for the radio station
Peace to the whole Zulu Nation
I'm so bad, call the cops
I got props, I'm gonna rule hip-hop
Cause I'm the only real rap monster
I love eating shrimp and lobster
City Island is my favorite place
Step in Sammy's and dog my face
Losing weight, that must be a joke
Cause I eat four steaks and drink a Diet Coke
Although I'm big I won't take a swig
Of the Moet, it makes me a much worse poet
And you know that's not the mood, black
Diamond always hits me with the crazy fat tracks
So now you know what's up
I make the crowd bounce, get on up

"Get on up" "Get on up!" [Repeat 4x]

"Get On Up" is the name of this song
Bounce to the beat if you got it going on
Now in '93, maybe '94
They'll have a Fat Joe tour
Coming to your town with the brand new sound
Representing for the whole Boogie Down
So don't grab the mic or you'll get hurt
If you come in a Bez then you'll leave in a hearse
That's that, everybody knows the flav
Misbehave and you'll dig your own grave
Fat Joe, chopping down trees
Nuff respect to Showbiz & A.G.
Peace to my buckwild crew from the Bronx
I hope you'll strike me gets a good response
And if you like the vibe, act like you know
You can get on up with your man Fat Joe, and I'm out

"Get on up" "Get on up!" [Repeat 4x]

To my people from Brooklyn, get on up
And to my people from Manhattan, get on up
To my people from the Bronx (Get on up)
To my people from Cali
To my people from Texas
To my people from Atlanta
To my people in Detroit
Everybody in the world just get on up

"Get on up" "Get on up!" [Repeat 4x]

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Get On With It – Harry Chapin Testo della canzone

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Get On With It – Harry Chapin

[Harry:] "And the excitement continues to build!
Eat your heart out, Peter Frampton."

It seems like two months
'Though I met her tonight
Something just told me
It would work out alright
So I asked her to act out
What was there in our heads
No need for games, babe,
Let's hop into bed
[audience reacts, Harry says] "I figured that'd get ya."
That's when I said

"Oh, get on with it
Let's get it done
Life is made up of moments
Let's not miss this one
Oh, get on with it
Before it's too late
We know where we're going
There's no, no, no, no need to wait."

But that's when she says
"Let's take it slowly
You don't really know me
If we make it holy
Maybe it will last
What is your hurry
You don't need to worry
The one thing we know
Is that time, time, time goes too fast."

Soon it's working so well
I got her moving in
All the permanent thoughts
Already begin
You see she is the woman
That I want for my wife
I say, "Let's set a date, babe,
And get on with our life."
And that's when I said again

"Oh, get on with it
Let's get it done
Life is made up of moments
Let's not miss this one
Oh, get on with it
Before it's too late
We know where we're going
There's no, no, no, no need to wait."

But once again she says
"Let's take it slowly
Still you don't know me
If we make it holy
Maybe it will last
What is your hurry
You don't need to worry
The one thing we know
Is that time, time, time goes too fast."

I don't know what happened
As we moved along
But all of a sudden
It came out all wrong
She said, "It's all over
Let's not drag out the end
If we split up now
Then at least we'll stay friends."
And that's when she said

"Get on with it
You know it's all done
We had our moments
Don't dwell on this one
Oh, get on with it
You know it's too late
Oh, yes, it's all over
There's no, no, no, no need to wait."

But that's when I say
"Let's take it slowly
You know how you know me
And once it was holy
Don't give up so fast
What is your hurry
You don't need to worry
The one thing we know
Is that time, time, time goes too fast."

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Get On With Your Livin’ – Dean Martin Testo della canzone

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Get On With Your Livin' – Dean Martin

Get on with your livin' and I'll get on with mine
No one promise you sunshine all of the time
Get on with your livin' and I'll get on with mine
No one listens to losers or wipes those tears away

'Cause it's one step forward and two steps back most of the time
But no one said it was easy a life goes on without rain
So get on with your livin' and I'll get on with mine
Don't be feelin' you're over no one gets the blame
(Get on with your livin') and I'll get on with mine

Get on with your livin' and I'll get on with mine
No one promise you sunshine all of the time
Get on with your livin' and I'll get on with mine
No one listens to losers someone's got to pay

'Cause it's one step forward...
Get on with your livin' and I'll get on with mine
Get on with your livin' and I'll get on with mine

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Get On You – Cast Testo della canzone

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Get On You – Cast

You can sail a boat
And you are way out to sea
You can stay afloat
And stay ahead of the breeze
Come step on board
As you sail away with me
Try and journey far
Over land over sea
Who's gonna get on me
Who's gonna get on you
The light that I thought I'd lose
Could shine the way for me
Light so I can see
You can navigate
Against the tired of routine
You can rescue love
And meet the ocean that's deep
Come and step on board
As you sail away with me
Try and journey far
Over land over sea
Who's gonna get on me
Who's gonna get on you
The light that I thought I'd lose
Could shine the way for me
Light so I can see
Shine, shine the way for me
There's a place I can find
But I need some more time
Its keeps passing me by
And I go with the tides
Pass the light that you shine
Pass the light that you shine
It's you
If you direct your course
You will be able to breach
Right through stony waters
To wherever you reach
Come step on board
As you sail away with me
Try and journey far
Over land over sea
Who's gonna get on me
Who's gonna get on you
The light that I thought I'd lose
Could shine the way for me
Light so I can see
Shine, shine the way for me
Shine, shine so I can see
Shine, shine the light for me
Shine, shine so I can see

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Get Original – Black Eyed Peas Testo della canzone

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Get Original – Black Eyed Peas

What?

[Verse One]
A lot of brothers, claimin they hard (HUH?)
I grab the microphone and leave 'em scarred (scarred)
But not scarred physically (WHAT?)
More like scarred mentally (yeah)
I correct your ego (YOUR EGO?)
I'ma show you how it go [scratch "go"]
Cause you killin me, ain't no skill in you
With my hands on you I wouldn't be feelin you
Yeah you platinum, but you wack as hell
I dubbed over your single like a Maxell
You need to
* Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow
You might as well, turn in your mic
and start collectin dollars at the turnpike
Cause the rhymes you kick, need to be fixed
But you couldn't even fix them [scratch "in the mix]
If you ate pebbles, your shit wouldn't rock
You one of them balloons made to go pop
You need to
* Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow
Stop now, get original
WHAAAT?
* Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow

[Verse Two]
There is really nothin you can do
We about to hit you in your face with my kung-fu
Risky on the microphone, I am
Got the energy of (??) and (??)
I'm about to let you know the deal on how I feel
Many people can't be real, so they gotta chase the steel
What the deal? Is it really all about the bills?
What's the thrill? I'd rather have my soul fulfilled
You gotta
* Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow
We delegate the skills to conversating
The loss of motivation of MC's to create
Sent it in for quick hit, waitin for the break
You didn't pay your dues, so you got on Rikki Lake
How does it feel to be the man on top
when everything you got ain't any of your props?
You need to
* Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow
Stop now, get original
* Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow

[Verse Three - Chali 2na]
When you think about rap in it's entirety
Violence became variety
Silently personalities differ from what they try to be
2na be on the frontline, with rhyme shell I hit you
You're sluggish like a barbituate
We can make you admit you bit
A hectic thrill, connect with Will
and we create with the kung-fu collective skill
The checks get real, people think this shit is hunky-dory
It's another story while we be fightin for re-
-demption pimps and prostitutes get the break they need
With breakneck speed, the fakes succeed indeed
Thinkin life is a party and it's a must to please
But many pop MC's work for Mephistopheles stop it please
Choppin broccoli happily for your company
Publically sellin Satan when really you should be bumpin the truth
So stop now
* Stop now, get original
Just practice and master your flow

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Get Out – “autore” Testo della canzone

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Get Out –

Talked ourselves to death
Never saying what I wanted
Saying what I needed
I pushed you to the edge
Never knowing what I wanted
Knowing what I needed you to say

Reflections you used to see
Never look alike to me

Get out, get out
Get, get, get out
Get, get, get out of here
Can we get out, get out
Get, get, get out
Get, get, get out of here?

Good intentions never good enough
Can we get out, get out
Get, get, get out
Get, get, get out of here?

Going out my mind
Never getting what I wanted
Getting what I needed
I left myself behind
Never knowing what I wanted
Knowing what I needed you to do

Reflections you used to see
Never look alike to me

Get out, get out
Get, get, get out
Get, get, get out of here
Can we get out, get out
Get, get, get out
Get, get, get out of here?

Good intentions never good enough
Can we get out, get out
Get, get, get out
Get, get, get out of here?

So do you want to turn it around?
And do you want to show me how?
You are a kaleidoscope
You are a kaleidoscope
So do you want to turn it around?
And do you want to show me how?
You are a kaleidoscope
You are a kaleidoscope

Get out, get out
Get, get, get out
Get, get, get out of here
Can we get out, get out
Get, get, get out
Get, get, get out of here?

Good intentions never good enough
Can we get out, get out
Get, get, get out
Get, get, get out of here?

So do you want to turn it around?
And do you want to show me how?
You are a kaleidoscope
You are a kaleidoscope
So do you want to turn it around?
And do you want to show me how?
You are a kaleidoscope
You are a kaleidoscope
You are a kaleidoscope
You are a kaleidoscope

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Get Out – AOA Testo della canzone

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Get Out – AOA

[Romanized:]

Pillyo eobseo I will kick you
Ah ah ah I wanna say good bye to you
Why neoneun naega animyeon
Maeryeok eomneun namja huh
Chakgakhajima jebal
You don't wanna taking about
Neoneun dareun namjadeulgwa
Dareul georan ne mal mideosseonneunde
Jeoriga get out get out get out get out
Nae nun apeseo sarajyeo

Bappeudaneun neoui maldo
Eotteon geojitmaldo da mideonneunde
Jeoriga get out get out get out get out
Geureon nal gatgo norasseo

Eoieobseo oh oh oh...
Jeongsini naganni oh oh oh...
Ijeneun jeongmal kkeuchiya

Sesangeseo naboda yeppeun
Sesangeseo naboda chakhan
Geureon yeojan dasin ne insaenge eobseo
Jeongsincharyeo baboya

Sesangeseo naboda yeppeun
Sesangeseo naboda chakhan
Yeojaneun manchiman jeoldae ne geon anya
Babo baboya wae geugeol moreuni

Cheomen sojunghaetdeon naega
Saranghaetdeon naega jigyeowojyeonni
Jeoriga get out get out get out get out
Han nun palji malgo kkeojyeo

Eoieobseo oh oh oh...
Jeongsini naganni oh oh oh...
Ijeneun jeongmal kkeuchiya

Sesangeseo naboda yeppeun
Sesangeseo naboda chakhan
Geureon yeojan dasin ne insaenge eobseo
Jeongsincharyeo baboya

Sesangeseo naboda yeppeun
Sesangeseo naboda chakhan
Yeojaneun manchiman jeoldae ne geon anya
Babo baboya wae geugeol moreuni

Oh nal ttaradanyeotdeon geon neoya
Neoreul badajun ge naya
Jjijil haetdeon neoreul naega
Badajwoseo neo yong doen geoya
Namaneul barabodeon ne siseoni
Ijeneun yorijori dareun dero bingbing
Maeryeok eomneun neoreul badajul saram
Jeoldae eobseo never

Ijen jeongmal neoramyeon sirheo
Mureup kkurko bireodo sirheo oh

Sesangeseo neoboda jallan
Sesangeseo neoboda meotjin
Geureon namja manha jigeumdo nae gyeote
Jureul seogo inneunde

Neoreul saranghajin anhasseo
Ne aewone mannasseul ppuniya
Naege singyeong kkeojwo nega deo bulssanghae
Babo baboya wae geugeol moreuni

Ha i yah la ha i ya oh oh oh...
Jigeumirado jeongsin jom charillae

[Korean:]

필요 없어 I will kick you
Ah ah ah I wanna say good bye to you
Why 너는 내가 아니면
매력 없는 남자 huh
착각하지마 제발
You don't wanna taking about
너는 다른 남자들과
다를 거란 네 말 믿었었는데
저리가 get out get out get out get out
내 눈 앞에서 사라져

바쁘다는 너의 말도
어떤 거짓말도 다 믿었는데
저리가 get out get out get out get out
그런 날 갖고 놀았어

어이없어 oh oh oh...
정신이 나갔니 oh oh oh...
이제는 정말 끝이야

세상에서 나보다 예쁜
세상에서 나보다 착한
그런 여잔 다신 네 인생에 없어
정신차려 바보야

세상에서 나보다 예쁜
세상에서 나보다 착한
여자는 많지만 절대 네 건 아냐
바보 바보야 왜 그걸 모르니

첨엔 소중했던 내가
사랑했던 내가 지겨워졌니
저리가 get out get out get out get out
한 눈 팔지 말고 꺼져

어이없어 oh oh oh...
정신이 나갔니 oh oh oh...
이제는 정말 끝이야

세상에서 나보다 예쁜
세상에서 나보다 착한
그런 여잔 다신 네 인생에 없어
정신차려 바보야

세상에서 나보다 예쁜
세상에서 나보다 착한
여자는 많지만 절대 네 건 아냐
바보 바보야 왜 그걸 모르니

Oh 날 따라다녔던 건 너야
너를 받아준 게 나야
찌질 했던 너를 내가
받아줘서 너 용 된 거야
나만을 바라보던 네 시선이
이제는 요리조리 다른 데로 빙빙
매력 없는 너를 받아줄 사람
절대 없어 never

이젠 정말 너라면 싫어
무릎 꿇고 빌어도 싫어 oh

세상에서 너보다 잘난
세상에서 너보다 멋진
그런 남자 많아 지금도 내 곁에
줄을 서고 있는데

너를 사랑하진 않았어
네 애원에 만났을 뿐이야
내게 신경 꺼줘 네가 더 불쌍해
바보 바보야 왜 그걸 모르니

Ha i yah la ha i ya oh oh oh...
지금이라도 정신 좀 차릴래

[English translation:]

I don't need you, I will kick you
Ah ah ah I wanna say good bye to you
Why – without me, you're
A guy with no charm huh
Don't kid yourself please
You don't wanna talking about
You believed me when I said
You were different than other guys
Go away, get out get out get out get out
Get out of my sight

When you said you were busy or anything else
I believed your lie
Go away, get out get out get out get out
You played with me

I can't believe it oh oh oh...
Are you out of your mind? oh oh oh...
Now it's really over

A prettier girl than me
A nicer girl than me
You won't find a girl like that in your life ever again
Snap out of it fool

A prettier girl than me
A nicer girl than me
There may be girls like that but they'll never be yours
Fool, fool, why don't you know?

I was precious to you in the beginning
You loved me but now are you sick of me?
Go away, get out get out get out get out
Don't check anyone out but just go away

I can't believe it oh oh oh...
Are you out of your mind? oh oh oh...
Now it's really over

A prettier girl than me
A nicer girl than me
You won't find a girl like that in your life ever again
Snap out of it fool

A prettier girl than me
A nicer girl than me
There may be girls like that but they'll never be yours
Fool, fool, why don't you know?

Oh you're the one who chased after me
I'm the one who accepted you
I accepted you, the loser
And turned you into a hot guy
Your eyes that only looked at me
Is now looking here and there, round and round
There won't ever be
A person who will accept charm-less you, never

Now I really don't like you
Even if you kneel and beg oh

A guy better than you
A guy hotter than you
There's a lot of guys like that
They're lining up before me right now

I didn't love you
I only dated you because you begged me
Don't think about me, you're more pathetic
Fool, fool, why don't you know?

Ha i yah la ha i ya oh oh oh...
Will you snap out of it now?

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Get Out – Archive Testo della canzone

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Get Out – Archive

Get out
Get out
Cos I don't know what you're about

Get out
Get out
Cos I don't know what you're thinking about
Something says leave
Just leave
Cos I don't like you looking at me

I don't want you here
I don't want you near
Cos your face just gives me the fear

Blow out
Blow out
Cos I don't believe you're who you are
And who you said to me

No you're out
Get out
I don't wanna know what your about

Get out [Repeat x8]

Out the door
Out the door
You've become an intolerable bore
Disappear
Disappear
Before your voice it brings me to tears

Don't want you here
Don't want you near
Cos I think you're fucking weird

Blow out
Blow out
I can't stand to see your face
I wish you'd go some other place
Get out
Get out
I don't want you hanging about

Get out [Repeat x10]

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Get Out – Ash Testo della canzone

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Get Out – Ash

Get your money out, get your money out
Get your money out for me
If you get it out, get it all out
Get it all out you'll see
You've got so much to give, you've got so much to loose
It might seem just a little unfair, then you'll see that you cannot choose

Take a time out, take a time out
Take a time out for me
Get it out, get it all out
Get it all out and you see
You've got so much to give, you've got so much to loose
It might seem just a little unfair, then you'll see that you cannot choose

Get yourself out, get yourself out
Get yourself out for me
Get it out, get it all out
Get it all out and you see
You've got so much to give, you've got so much to loose
It might seem just a little unfair, then you'll see that you cannot choose
You've got so much to give, you've got so much to loose
It might seem just a little unfair, then you'll see that you cannot choose

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Get Out – Birds Of Tokyo Testo della canzone

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Get Out – Birds Of Tokyo

Here we are, making jokes about,
The punchline, something for me to talk about.
So who are you, and what am I?

I see your face and it's growing older,
Your cracked smile, who knows what they'll say,
Or what it means, that's how it is.

So, save yourself the last breath.
Save yourself a brand new day,
Are you down here?
Are you with me?

I'll get out, I'll get out of here,
It's just a simple plan,
I thought I made you mine.
I'll get out, I'll get out of here,
It's just a simple thought,
How could I make it work?

I'll get out, I'll get out of here,
It's just a simple plan,
I thought I made you mine.
I'll get out, I'll get out of here.

Here we are, making jokes about,
The front line, something for me to bitch about,
So who are you, and what am I?
I caught a glimpse of a new day breaking,
The sunshine, who blame me for the weather?
With such solitude inside.

So, save yourself the last breath.
Save yourself a brand new day,
Are you down here?
Are you with me?

I'll get out, I'll get out of here,
It's just a simple plan,
I thought I made you mine.
I'll get out, I'll get out of here,
It's just a simple thought,
How could I make it work?

I'll get out, I'll get out of here,
It's just a simple plan,
I thought I made you mine.
I'll get out, I'll get out of here.

We both weave along,
We both weave along,
We both weave along,
We both we belong here,

I'll get out, I'll get out of here,
It's just a simple plan,
I thought I made you mine.
I'll get out, I'll get out of here,
It's just a simple thought,
How could I make it work?

I'll get out, I'll get out of here,
It's just a simple plan,
And you were never mine.
I'll get out, I'll get out of here, I'll..

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Get Out – DAGames Testo della canzone

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Get Out – DAGames

So you're new to this block, welcome
To the ride of your life
Just keep away
And your life will be pleasant you'll find
Some secrets are best let go
So stop knocking on my damn front door
I'll find you and I'll kick you out of sight

For you see as much as
I look like I've got stuff left for you
My house is not a place
To steal all my clues
I know you're new here
But you should think twice before you come near
I'm smarter than your average neighbor too
I don't care what you do

Don't step into my house
Because you can just tip toe quiet as a mouse
Don't fool around

Hello! I'm your neighbor
Goodbye I'll see you later
This place was not for you to look and see
Take it from me
Hello! You're in danger
Good riddance to your behavior
You may think I'm the devil
And I wish your life's in peril
Let me spell this out for you
I'm just your neighbor
Now get out

Where are you now?
Play hide and seek
But I'll always find you out
Now get out
You're a nuisance to my plans
Now get out
Now get out

So, my house is huge yeah
It's 2000 feet high
This does not give you the right
To provoke what's behind
I keep myself away
So there's no right reason for you to say
That a sneak peak of my building is defined

For you see I've had more tremors
Than your soul needs to know
Your curiosity will make you my foe
My love was always there
Until some mad man gave me despair
Now please get off my lawn or I will show
Don't make me explode

Don't step into my house
Because you can just tip toe quiet as a mouse
Don't fool around

Hello! I'm your neighbor
Goodbye I'll see you later
This place was not for you to look and see
Take it from me
Hello! You're in danger
Good riddance to your behavior
You may think I'm the devil
And I wish your life's in peril
Let me spell this out for you
I'm just your neighbor
Now get out

Where are you now?
Play hide and seek
But I'll always find you out
Now get out
You're a nuisance to my plans
Now get out

[Spoken:]
You think I don't know where you are my boy?
You don't think I know?
My cameras are always watching!
So it's best to keep your tushie prepared,
I'm ready to knock some sense into you
Haven't you heard?
Be kind to your neighbor!
Read a damn book or something!

Laa laa la laa
Keep away stay away
Laa laa la laa
Take your head out of the clouds
Laa laa la laa
You're getting closer to the door
You don't wanna know
Just go
Don't go right down to the basement so low!

[Spoken:]
So you've found it...
Are you happy with yourself?
You nosy little f—
I told you not to look
You're scarred
I told you you wouldn't get far...
Get out of my house!

Hello! I'm your neighbor
Goodbye I'll see you later
This place was not for you to look and see
Take it from me
Hello! You're in danger
Good riddance to your behavior
You may think I'm the devil
And I wish your life's in peril
Let me spell this out for you
I'm just your neighbor
Now get out

Where are you now?
Play hide and seek
But I'll always find you out
Now get out
You're a nuisance to my plans
Now get out

You're a nuisance to my plans
Get out of my house

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Get Out And Get Under The Moon – Doris Day Testo della canzone

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Get Out And Get Under The Moon – Doris Day

Whadda you do in the evening
When you don't know what to do?
Read a book?
Play a game?
Every night it's just the same!

Whadda you say if I tell you
How to keep from feeling blue?
My advice is good to take,
And it's easier to do!

When you're all alone, any old night,
And you're feeling mighty blue,
Pick up your hat,
Close up your flat,
Get out, get under the moon.

Underneath the bright silvery light,
You'll be feeling better soon!
Pick up your hat,
Close up your flat,
Get out, get under the moon.

Ba-da-da-da-da-da,
Look, look, look at those stars above,
Ah look, look, look at those sweeties love!
Oh boy, give me a night in June,
I mean it!

When you're all alone, any old night,
And you're feeling out of tune,
Pick up your hat,
Close up your flat,
Get out, get under the moon.

When you make a date, any old night,
You're gonna meet your sweetie soon? (are yuh, huh?)
Well then pick up your hat,
Close up that flat,
Get out, get under the moon.

Underneath that bright silvery light,
You'll be feelin' better soon!
Pick up your hat,
Close up your flat,
Get out, get under the moon.

Ba-da-da-da-da-da,
Walk, walk, kiss me then
Walk again,
And talk, talk, kiss and then
Talk again,
Oh boy, sweethearts are all in tune,
I mean it!

When it's raining out,
Oh stay in your flat,
But on a lovely night in June,
Pick up your hat,
Close up your flat,
Get out, get under the moon.

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Get Out And Stay Out – Dolly Parton Testo della canzone

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Get Out And Stay Out – Dolly Parton

I used to need you, but then I finally learned
I used to want you, but now the tables turned
I used to love you, now it's your time to squirm
I'm saying goodbye and I won't wait for your return.
So get out and stay out, I've finally had enough
Don't kiss me on your way out, it wouldn't move me much
You used me, abused me, you cheated and you lied
So get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life
I wonder what you'll do when I am not around
Now that your new love has up and let you down
You've always come crying to me throughout the years
To mend another broken heart, to dry your selfish tears.
So get out and stay out, I'm moving on at last
Cause, I've been so foolish, but that was in the past.
I never thought I'd be the one to say goodbye
You get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life.

Dreams and plans are in the making
I just Wish it was as simple as it sounds
Life is out there for the taking
Now that I'm unfettered and unbound

You Get out and stay out, I've finally had enough
Don't kiss me on your way out, it wouldn't move me much
You used me, abused me, you cheated and you lied
So get out and stay out, I'm taking back my life
I'm taking back my life
I'm taking back my life
taking it back my life
I'm taking it back
I use to need you
I used to want you
I used to love him but now the tables turned.

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Get Out My Face – Chrishan Testo della canzone

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Get Out My Face – Chrishan

Everything I'm doing now...
Everything I ever will doing
I told ya'll I know this from the start
From high school to junior high, to elementairy school
This ain't nothing new...
The tables are turning huh!?
Men it's hard to go hatin' for this one! (But fuck it! Let's go!)

I try to fitt into anything, I like to make myself in those streets
No more, told ya that I would be everything anything what I would wanne be relieved in me
You see it's common in as a bitch, baby get it get in watch ya diesel
Now what you wrong is up, like could shine your baby's
But now what the game is, just fuck out my face bitch!

You better get out my face bitch, you in my way yeah!
You wanna be my homie, that thing you getting on me
Why your on my shit
Why your on my shit shit acting like a bitch
Why, why why your on my shit shit
Acting like a bitch bitch
You better get out my face bitch
You in my way yeah
You wanna be my homie, that thing your getting on me
Why your on my shit
Why your on my shit shit acting like a bitch
Why, why why your on my shit shit
Acting like a bitch bitch

I tried to be everything anything so you think sort of speak
I thought I was so uncool
But now I know the truth
Cause you consideretly hatin' the odss
About the blue about the blue
Like can I get a copy of your cd
And the person I touchin' was from high school that was in me
But I know it's you, Bitch I know it's you
You better stay out the lane
You better get out my face!

You better get out my face bitch, you in my way yeah!
You wanna be my homie, that thing you getting on me
Why your on my shit
Why your on my shit shit acting like a bitch
Why, why why your on my shit shit
Acting like a bitch bitch
You better get out my face bitch
You in my way yeah
You wanna be my homie, that thing your getting on me
Why your on my shit
Why your on my shit shit acting like a bitch
Why, why why your on my shit shit
Acting like a bitch bitch

Ehh why your working like a bitch up
Told ya'll nigga's the ask somebody
Don't come around me don't come around me
You used to talk that shit
You act like now bitch

You better get out my face bitch, you in my way yeah!
You wanna be my homie, that thing you getting on me
Why your on my shit
Why your on my shit shit acting like a bitch
Why, why why your on my shit shit
Acting like a bitch bitch
You better get out my face bitch
You in my way yeah
You wanna be my homie, that thing your getting on me
Why your on my shit
Why your on my shit shit acting like a bitch
Why, why why your on my shit shit
Acting like a bitch bitch

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Get Out Of Cities – Blur Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of Cities – Blur

I got the license, I got dirty knees
I've been swinging in trees
A paid up member, I've been eating fleas
Running naked in the breeze

Catatonia itch, Catalonia stitch
Oh, I've been running for miles
I start to tingle from my head to my toes
Oh, tomorrow it's a taint on the nose
Hetty hetty hetty hetty oh it's a taint on the nose

Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah
Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah
Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah
Get out of cities, return to the trees

She's in a sort of a capital freeze
Cos the petrol's done a whole lot for me [?]
Catatonia itch, Catalonia stitch
Pray tomorrow is itchy, itchy, itch
Go to yourself on your map

Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah
Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah
Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah
Get out of cities, return to the trees

Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah
Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah
Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah
Get out of cities, and return to the trees

Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah
Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah
Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah
Get out of cities, and return to the trees

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Get Out Of Denver – Bob Seger Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of Denver – Bob Seger

I still remember it was autumn and the moon was shinin'
Our 60 Cadillac was roarin' through Nebraska whinin'
Doin' 120 man the fields was bendin' over
Headin' out for the mountains knowin' we was traveling further
All our fires were blazing and the spinnin' wheels were turnin' turnin'
Had my girl beside me brother.
Brother she was burnin' burnin'

Up walked a Baptist preachin' southern funky school teacher
She had a line on somethin' heavy but we couldn't reach her
We told her that we needed somethin' that would get us goin'
She pulled out all she had and laid it on the counter showin'
All I had to do was lay my money down and pick it up
The cops came bustin' in and then we lit out in our pickup truck go

Get out of Denver better go go
Get out of Denver better go
Get out of Denver better go go
Get out of Denver cause you look just like a commie
And you might just be a member better
Better Get out of Denver
Better Get out of Denver

Well red lights were flashin' and the sirens were a-screamin'
We had to pinch each other just to see if we was dreamin'
Made it to Loveland Pass in under less than half an hour
Lord it started drizzlin' and it turned into a thundershower

The rain was drivin' but the Caddy kept on burnin' rubber
We kept on drivin' till we ran into some fog cover
We couldn't see a thing somehow we just kept on goin'
We kept on drivin' all night long and then into the mornin'fog.
It finally lifted when we looked to see where we was at
We're starin' at a Colorado state policeman trooper cat

And go Get out of Denver he said go go
Get out of Denver better go
Get out of Denver better go go
Get out of Denver cause you look just like a commie
And you might just be a member
Better get out of Denver
Better get out of Denver better go

Oh better better better go
Hey go
Ah better better go go go go
Cause you look just like a commie
And you might just be a member better
Get out of Denver better go!

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Get Out Of My Country – Daryle Singletary Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of My Country – Daryle Singletary

Throw on a hat, grab a six string and think your country
Walk down music row dreams of going go thinking you're something
Put a little Hank and Hagg in your songs
Just like it's something that you grew up on

If you ain't living it I ain't buying it
Hank would set his drink down and leave at the sight of this
Watered down whiskey don't get a man drunk
And your citified music's just honky tonk funk
If you came to twang town just for the money
Then pack it up, son, get out of my country

Waylon wasn't making it up when he sang about Jessi
Nobody knew Tennessee courage like old Keith Whitley
It was chiseled in stone long before you came along
If you wanna do it right, man, do it like old George Jones

If you ain't living it I ain't buying it
Hank would set his drink down and leave at the sight of this
Watered down whiskey don't get a man drunk
And your citified music's just honky tonk funk
If you came to twang town just for the money
Then pack it up, son, get out of my country

Well if you ain't living it I ain't buying it
Hank would set his drink down and leave at the sight of this
Watered down whiskey don't get a man drunk
And your citified music's just honky tonk funk
If you came to twang town just for the money
Then pack it up, son, get out of my country

Yeah out of my country
Yeah out of my country

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Get Out of My Head – Cypress Hill Testo della canzone

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Get Out of My Head – Cypress Hill

uh..uh...yeah....
These voices up in my head...

All these voices up in my head
Makin me dread, when I sleep at night
Visons of people with evil intensions wanna fly my sight
Visons are changin, engagin, and ragin', I'm in a stage and a fight
Listen, the system is pissin' me off, you wanna feel my pipe
Fingers pointed, annointed people, day better up to the knight
Whispers, darkness the hardest, time ain't never gonna feel alright
Feelin' my soul in the hole,
I can't breathe, and I'm frightened for my life
Think I need help or I dwell in hell, cuz I got a grip too tight!

[Chorus]
Will you ever get out of my head? [4X]

Through every dimension as tension ahead, I gotta go my main
Dreams are like beans up like coming through my brain,
then I know I'm baked
For every single minute that's in it, each and every brand new day
Denial of trial I'm vile, whatever that bullshit they say
I'm sinking so low in my self, help me gain, never give no break
Confusion is usin me sinkin me up, now the sky's all grey
I'm blazin and liftin my mind with kite, let me hit that J
Holding, controlling my self over, but the shit won't stay!

[Chorus] [w/ Sen Dog]
Will you ever get out of my head?
Will you ever get out of my head?
Will you ever get out of my head?
Will you ever get out of my head? (Will you ever get out of my head!)
Will you ever get out of my head? ( Will you ever get out of my head!)
Will you ever get out of my head? (Will you ever get out of my head!)
Will you ever get out of my head? (Will you ever get out of my head!)

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Get Out Of My Head Miley – Dave Days Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of My Head Miley – Dave Days

Got off the plane at LAX with a clean slate ahead
No more cardboard girlfriends
I hope that never happens again
Maybe I'll run into the real Miley
The thought of that, it made me kind of smiley
Let's not be ridiculous
She's way too famous... KICK IT

I took a walk down the Hollywood Blvd
To clear my mind and think about where to start
My life all my dreams and that's when I saw her
Far and in a blur
I need to know for sure

So I run up to her
And to my surprise
It's a cardboard cut out again
This can't be happening
Why is this happening
I'm not going to lie
You're looking pretty fine
No no what am I saying
get out of my head Miley

I start run run away everybody's looking at me now
Like who's that kid that's throwing a fit
He's pretty weird looking too
I can't focus with this cardboard all around me
I see her at every single party
What do you mean you can't see her?
Please take this bochure
I recommend this brochure
It worked for that guy! LAWLS

I'm done with this
Get out of my head
I'm sorry but it's gotta be over
Goodbye gooodbye
What the beep
Stop messing with me
This isn't fun anymore
Get out of my head Miley.

When I'm playing my XBox There she is.
When I'm making breakfast. There she is.
When I'm tryna take a shower. There she is.
Everywhere I look there she is!! Ahh!

HEY DAVE I'M GONNA GET YOU
Ohhh my goddddd
Please don't kill me!
HERE I COME BETTER RUN RUN RUN
Oh my gododododdd
Get out of my head Miley!

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Get Out Of My House – Kate Bush Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of My House – Kate Bush

("Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw!")

When you left, the door was
(slamming!)
You paused in the doorway
(slamming!)
As though a thought stole you away.
(slamming!)
I watched the world pull you away.
(Lock it!)

So I run into the hall,
(Lock it!)
Into the corridor.
(Lock it!)
There's a door in the house
(slamming).
I hear the lift descending.
(slamming!)
I hear it hit the landing,
(slamming!)
See the hackles on the cat
(standing).

With my key I
(lock it).
With my key I
(lock it up).
With my key I
(lock it).
With my key I
(lock it up).

I am the concierge chez-moi, honey.
Won't letcha in for love, nor money.
("Let me in!")
My home, my joy.
I'm barred and bolted and I
(Won't let you in).
(Get out of my house!)

No stranger's feet
Will enter me.
(Get out of my house!)
I wash the panes,
(Get out of my house!)
I clean the stains away.
(Get out of my house!)

This house is as old as I am.
(Slamming.)
This house knows all I have done.
(Slamming.)
They come with their weather hanging 'round them,
(Slamming.)
But can't knock my door down!
(Slamming.)

With my key I
(lock it).
With my key I
(lock it).

This house is full of m-m-my mess.
(Slamming.)
This house is full of m-m-mistakes.
(Slamming.)
This house is full of m-m-madness.
(Slamming.)
This house is full of, full of, full of fight!
(Slam it.)

With my keeper I
(clean up).
With my keeper I
(clean it all up).
With my keeper I
(clean up).
With my keeper I
(clean it all up).

I am the concierge chez-moi, honey.
Won't letcha in for love, nor money.
("It's cold out here!")
My home, my joy.
I'm barred and bolted and I
(Get out of my house!)
(Won't let you in).

(Get out of my house!)
No stranger's feet
(Get out of my house!)
Will enter me.
(Get out of my house!)
I wash the panes.
(Get out of my house!)
I clean the stains.
(Get out of my house!)
(Get out of my house!)
(Get out of my house!)
(Get out of my house!)
Won't enter me.
(Get out of my house!)
(Get out of my house!)
(Get out of my house!)
(Get out of my house!)
Yeah! Won't let you in!
(Get out of my house!)
(Get out of my house!)
"Let me in!

"Woman let me in!
Let me bring in the memories!
Woman let me in!
Let me bring in the Devil Dreams!"

I will not let you in!
Don't you bring back the reveries.
I turn into a bird,
Carry further than the word is heard.

"Woman let me in!
I turn into the wind.
I blow you a cold kiss,
Stronger than the song's hit."

I will not let you in.
I face towards the wind.
I change into the Mule.
"I change into the Mule."

Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw-hee-haw-hee-haw-hee-haw...

"Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw!"

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Get Out Of My House – Brett Eldredge Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Da quando hai varcato la mia porta
Non riesco a dormire
Mi piace com'era prima
Hai iniziato a cambiare i mobili
Hai iniziato a cambiarmi
Questo posto non mi sento più come a casa

Quindi esci da casa mia
Porta il tuo cuore con te
E tutte quelle cose che comunque non sono mai state mie
Potrei essere solo
Ma non mi mancherai
Preferirei avere la mia tranquillità piuttosto che restare
Quindi esci da casa mia, oh yeah

Solo perché fai tu il letto
Non lo rende tuo
Non importa quanto ti piace imbrogliare, allora menti
I miei amici, hanno cercato di avvertirmi
Hanno detto che eri l'unico che non gli è mai piaciuto
Quindi ecco il mio ultimo saluto

Vai fuori da casa mia
Porta il tuo cuore con te
E tutte quelle cose che comunque non sono mai state mie
Potrei essere solo
Ma non mi mancherai
Preferirei avere la mia tranquillità piuttosto che restare
Quindi esci da casa mia, oh
Vai fuori da casa mia

Non puoi prendere il mio armadio
Non puoi ballare nella mia cucina
Non puoi immergerti nella mia vasca
Non sono più tuo da amare

Vai fuori da casa mia
Porta il tuo cuore con te
E tutte quelle cose che comunque non sono mai state mie
Potrei essere solo
Ma non mi mancherai
Preferirei avere la mia tranquillità piuttosto che restare
Quindi esci da casa mia
Esci da casa mia, oh
Esci da casa mia, oh yeah
Esci dal mio

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Get Out Of My House – Brett Eldredge


Ever since you walked through my door
I can't get no sleep
I kinda like the way it was before
You started changin' furniture
You started changin' me
This place don't feel like home anymore

So get out of my house
Take your heart with you
And all those things that were never mine anyway
I might be lonely
But I won't miss you
I'd rather have my peace of mind than have you stay
So get out of my house, oh yeah

Just because you make the bed
Doesn't make it yours
No matter how you love to cheat, then lie
My friends, they tried to warn me
They said you were the only one they never liked
So here's my last goodbye

Get out of my house
Take your heart with you
And all those things that were never mine anyway
I might be lonely
But I won't miss you
I'd rather have my peace of mind than have you stay
So get out of my house, oh
Get out of my house

You can't take up my closet
You can't dance in my kitchen
You can't soak in my tub
I'm not yours to love anymore

Get out of my house
Take your heart with you
And all those things that were never mine anyway
I might be lonely
But I won't miss you
I'd rather have my peace of mind than have you stay
So get out of my house
Get out of my house, oh
Get out of my house, oh yeah
Get out of my

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Get Out Of My House – Dead Or Alive Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of My House – Dead Or Alive

You never loved me, I knew that from the start
All of my friends said that you would break my heart
And how right they were
As the change begins to show
Now I'm telling you to pack you're things and go on go!

Get out of my house, get out of my life
Take only what's yours, take nothing of mine.
Get out of my house, get out of my bed
Going out of my head
Over you

Babe when you walked in
My heart it skipped a beat
And I knew so well, it was bad times I would meet
Everybody said, Girl, you're wasting all your time
Didn't want to know
I had to try and make you mine

Get out of my house...

Everybody's laughing because it's you I'm after
They all said that I must be blind
Everybody's laughing but I block out their laughter
All the same at least you were mine
Just for a time
Just for a very special time

Get out of my house....

Gotta get over gotta get over gotta get over
Over you

Going out of my head day and night
Night and day and Night, wrong or right
I just can't break away

Get out of my house

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Get Out Of My Life, Woman – Gerry Rafferty Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of My Life, Woman – Gerry Rafferty

Get out of my life woman, you don't love me no more
Get out of my life woman, you don't love me no more
Get out of my life woman, you don't love me no more.

Get out of my eyes teardrops, I gotta see my way around
Get out of my eyes teardrops, I gotta see my way around
Get out of my life heartache, I got heartaches by the pound, these days.

Walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on
Walk on.

Get off my ladder woman, I gotta climb up to the top
Get off my ladder woman, I gotta climb up to the top
Get off my ladder woman, you know that I can't stop, no no no.

I can't stop, I can't stop, I can't stop, I can't stop.

Get out of my life woman, I gotta be moving on
Get out of my life woman, I gotta be moving on, oh
Get out of my life woman, it's so long.

Bye bye, bye bye, so long
Bye bye, bye bye, so long
It's so long, it's so long.

Twenty long years little darlin' that I spent with you
Twenty long years little darlin' that we shared a home
Twenty long years little darlin', now I'm black and blue
Twenty long years, now I'm back in my home.

Bye bye, so long
Bye bye, so long
Bye bye, so long.

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Get Out of My Song – Lit Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Non ho pensato a te
Tra un paio di mesi
Da quando te ne sei andato
Con un baule pieno delle tue cose
Tutti mi hanno detto che sto bene
Ho iniziato a crederci finché non ho aperto il mio caso

Inizia con un verso
Penso di stare bene
Arrivo al gancio
Va ancora bene
Ma poi dal ponte
Sto perdendo la presa
Esci dalla mia canzone

Hai speso tutti i miei soldi
Il resto che avevo
E quando comincio a cantare
Torni subito
Sei fuori dalla mia vista
Sei fuori dalla mia vita
Quindi esci dalla mia canzone
Esci dalla mia canzone

Esci dalla mia canzone

Non ho avuto il tuo nome
Sulla punta della lingua
Un'altra partita persa
Che vorrei aver vinto
Prova a trovare un testo che non dovrò sostituire
Ma continuo a vedere la tua faccia

Inizia con un verso
Penso di stare bene
Arrivo al gancio
Va ancora bene
Ma poi dal ponte
Sto perdendo la presa
Esci dalla mia canzone

Hai speso tutti i miei soldi
Il resto che avevo
E quando comincio a cantare
Torni subito
Sei fuori dalla mia vista
Sei fuori dalla mia vita
Quindi esci dalla mia canzone
Esci dalla mia canzone

Esci dalla mia canzone
Sì, esci dalla mia canzone

Inizia con un verso
Penso di stare bene
Arrivo al gancio
Va ancora bene
Ma poi dal ponte
Sto perdendo la presa
Esci dalla mia canzone

Hai speso tutti i miei soldi
Il resto che avevo
E quando comincio a cantare
Torni subito
Sei fuori dalla mia vista
Sei fuori dalla mia vita
Quindi esci dalla mia canzone
Esci dalla mia canzone

Uscire
Uscire
Uscire
Esci dalla mia canzone

Uscire
Uscire
Uscire
Esci dalla mia canzone

Uscire
Uscire
Uscire
Esci dalla mia canzone

Uscire
Uscire
Uscire
Esci dalla mia canzone

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Get Out of My Song – Lit


Haven't thought about you
In a couple of months
Since you drove away
With a trunk full of your stuff
Everyone's been telling me I'm doing okay
I started to believe 'em 'til I opened my case

It starts with a verse
I think I'm just fine
I get to the hook
Still doin' alright
But then by the bridge
I'm losing my grip
Get out of my song

You spent all my cash
The rest that I had
And when I start singing
You come right back
You're out of my sight
You're out of my life
So get out of my song
Get out of my song

Get out of my song

Haven't had your name
On the tip of my tongue
Another losing game
That I wish I had won
Try to find a lyric that I won't have to replace
But I just keep on seeing your face

It starts with a verse
I think I'm just fine
I get to the hook
Still doin' alright
But then by the bridge
I'm losing my grip
Get out of my song

You spent all my cash
The rest that I had
And when I start singing
You come right back
You're out of my sight
You're out of my life
So get out of my song
Get out of my song

Get out of my song
Yeah, get out of my song

It starts with a verse
I think I'm just fine
I get to the hook
Still doin' alright
But then by the bridge
I'm losing my grip
Get out of my song

You spent all my cash
The rest that I had
And when I start singing
You come right back
You're out of my sight
You're out of my life
So get out of my song
Get out of my song

Get out
Get out
Get out
Get out of my song

Get out
Get out
Get out
Get out of my song

Get out
Get out
Get out
Get out of my song

Get out
Get out
Get out
Get out of my song

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Get Out Of My Way – Ayo Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of My Way – Ayo

Get out of my way
It's not the let to say
I don't want to go, straight
So get, get, get out today

Would you around in circles
On a big, on a board
Each round i'm getting mostress
Cause you block my way home
Would you i'm in danger
Cause i rather to kill
So if you don't want swallow my anger
You should keep your who and shem
Just keep your who and shem

Get out of my way
It's not the let to say
I don't want to go, straight
So get, get, get out today

Get out of my way
It's not the let to say
I don't want to go, straight
So get, get, get out today

Would in my memorities
Since you've been forgot
Don't in their hope your sense more grow
You've been to board
And now you really want it so

It's not the let to say
I don't want to go, straight
So get, get, get out today

Get out of my way
It's not the let to say
I don't want to go, straight
So get, get, get out today

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Get Out Of My Way – Devour The Day Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of My Way – Devour The Day

Word of mouth
I’m starting fires that you’ll never be able to put out
Town by town
I strike that match and than I watch the city burn to the ground

You want to reach out and take it
You want to make it on your own
Get up and get with me
Get with me or get out of my way
Get out of my way

Round and round
Your head is spinning but you still can’t seem to figure me out
Fall back down
That’s the only reason I’m up here and you’re in the crowd

You want to reach out and take it
You want to make it on your own
Get up and get with me
Get with me or get out of my way
Get out of my way
Get with me or get out of my way

Get out of my way
Follow the voices in your head
Get up and get with me
Get with me or get out of my way

You want to reach out and take it
You want to make it on your own
Get up and get with me
Get with me or get out of my way
Get out of my way

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Get Out Of The Way – Daryl Hall Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of The Way – Daryl Hall

Look at the water
There’s a storm that is raging
Like some biblical tide
That will sweep us away
All the good times gone so wrong
Tender years are flying

Run from the fire
That some idiot started
Cause he believed that the burning
Would be good for the temple
All the good men gone so wrong
Can’t you hear them lying?
What do you do
When history stops in its tracks

There’s a meaning
But I don’t know what it is
There’s a leaning
But I don’t know which way it’s falling
All I can do is try
To get out of the way

Grasp at emotions
That I stretch to the limits
Cause I shout out denial
In the face of disaster
All the good times gone so wrong
Tender years are dying
What do you do
When history stops in its tracks

There’s a meaning
But I don’t know what it is
There’s a leaning
But I don’t know which way it’s falling
All I can do is try
To get out of the way

So uneasy
But I got no way of knowing
Hurricane coming
But I don’t know which way it’s blowing
So get out of the way

All I can do is try
Wait for the tide to rise
But change of the seasons
Don’t mean reason’s winning out
What do you do
When history stops in its tracks

There’s a meaning
But I don’t know what it is
There’s a leaning
But I don’t know which way it’s falling
All I can do is try
Try to get out of the way
All I can do is try
To get out of the way

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Get Out Of This Feat Dinosaur Jr. – Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of This – Feat Dinosaur Jr.

Will it come to me?
Will it come to me?

And I saw you
It's the hardest thing for me I started shakin'
Wonderin' where could you be from

And it figures
That the only thing I want is already taken
Cut him off let's get it done

I know, I know
Will it come to me?
Will it come to me?

And I know you are the one I miss
I try to figure How I get out of this

I know, I know
Will it come to me?
Will it come to me?

And I know about the way you tried to tell me
It was sticky
And settled in their tea

So I freaked out
Blank stared into my heart
Just like you killed me
Thinkin' they're still picking the key

Don't know how to break it to me
Don't know how to take it to me

Will it come to me?
Will it come to me?

And I know you are the one I miss
I try to figure How I get out of this

I know, I know
Will it come to me?
Will it come to me?

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Get Out Of This – Dinosaur Jr. Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of This – Dinosaur Jr.

Will it come to me?
Will it come to me?

And I saw you
It's the hardest thing for me I started shakin'
Wonderin' where could you be from

And it figures
That the only thing I want is already taken
Cut him off let's get it done

I know, I know
Will it come to me?
Will it come to me?

And I know you are the one I miss
I try to figure How I get out of this

I know, I know
Will it come to me?
Will it come to me?

And I know about the way you tried to tell me
It was sticky
And settled in their tea

So I freaked out
Blank stared into my heart
Just like you killed me
Thinkin' they're still picking the key

Don't know how to break it to me
Don't know how to take it to me

Will it come to me?
Will it come to me?

And I know you are the one I miss
I try to figure How I get out of this

I know, I know
Will it come to me?
Will it come to me?

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Get Out Of This Alive – Default Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of This Alive – Default

You're guilty
I see you looking at me do you want to see the aftershow?
I'm dying
to get inside of you if you only knew where this would go

My head is screamin'
Hate, shame
God hope I get out of this alive
I pray
God help me get out of this

I'm guilty
I blame the shit load of drinks that fooled me to think I'd get away
Your dying
I bet that you never thought the line that you bought would end this way

My head is screamin'
Hate, shame
God hope I get out of this alive
Lust, crave
God hope I get out of this alive
Fault, blame
God hope I get out of this alive
I pray
God help me get out of this

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Get Out Of This House – Shawn Colvin Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of This House – Shawn Colvin

Go jump in the lake, go ride up the hill
Get out of this house
It's a house of your making, it's a house of ill will
Get out of this house

Go listen to Buddha, go listen to Joe
Get out of this house
If anyone asks, you tell them you don't know
Get out of this house

I spent 11 long years in a hothouse zone
I spent 29 more trying to get home
Well, I never got home, but I did what I did
And I got myself this house, and you can't come in, oh

Yeah
Get out of this house
Get out of this house

I'm the queen of my castle, I'm the king of my room
Get out, get out of this house
I got more than I need, more than I ever could use
Get out, get out of this house

I spent 17 years trying to save my soul
I spent 23 more down in the hole
Now my soul is all right, but I might get found out
And I got myself this house now, and I can't get ou-out

Get out of this house
Get out of this house

If I see you again, it will be in my head at the end of a cloud
If you see me again, it will be in your head telling you to get out

You act like a baby, you talk like a fool
Get out of this house
Go back to your mama, go back to high school
Get out of this house

Go jump in the lake, go jump out the door
Get out, get out of this house
I've had all I can stand, and I can't stand no more
Get out, get out of this house
Get out of this house

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Get Out Of This Town – Carrie Underwood Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of This Town – Carrie Underwood

Got it all figured out inside of my head
There's a bag packed up at the foot of my bed
You say the word, baby I'm all set
We'll cover our tracks, tell a couple white lies
Make sure we got a good alibi
And by the time they catch on, we'll be outta their sight
Long gone, baby

Let's get out of this town tonight
Nothing but dust in the shadows
Gone by morning light
Somewhere we won't ever get caught, ever be found
Baby, let's just get out of this town

Don't need directions, don't need a map
If we get lost I'll be good with that
Yeah we'll find a way to make the time pass
Windows rolled down with the heat on high
Stars all aligned in a runaway sky
Holding my hand as the miles roll by
Long gone, baby

Let's get out of this town tonight
Nothing but dust in the shadows
Gone by morning light
Somewhere we won't ever get caught, ever be found
Baby, let's just get out of this town

If we leave tonight and drive fast enough
All of our troubles will be just like us
Long gone, baby

Let's get out of this town tonight
Nothing but dust in the shadows
Gone by morning light
Somewhere we won't ever get caught, ever be found

Yeah, let's get out of this town tonight
Let's get out of this town tonight
Yeah, we won't ever get caught, ever be found
Baby, let's just get out of this town

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Get Out Of This Town – Edwin McCain Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of This Town – Edwin McCain

It's time to get out of this town
There's no more fun to be found
I'm rolling thunder with the top down
It's time to get out, get out, get out

Crescent City high-life
Dancing with the devil's wife
Just like some voodoo dream
Living on 4th and Magazine

A black rose and a chicken bone
I don't know if I'll make it home
Another night at Snake and Jakes
Just a little more than I can take

It's time to get out of this town
There's no more fun to be found
I'm rolling thunder with the top down
It's time to get out, get out, get out

It's time to get out of this town
There's no more fun to be found
I'm rolling thunder with the top down
It's time to get out, get out, get out

Lear jets and limousines
Found my way to the Vegas scene
Hit hard on a sixteen
The pit boss is getting mean

Just waiting on my car
Rolling like the Junkyard
Three days and some big scars
That's what it takes to be a rock star

It's time to get out of this town
There's no more fun to be found
I'm rolling thunder with the top down
It's time to get out, get out, get out

It's time to get out of this town
There's no more fun to be found
I'm rolling thunder with the top down
It's time to get out, get out, get out

I'm falling down
I'm falling down

It's time to get out of this town
There's no more fun to be found
I'm rolling thunder with the top down
It's time to get out, get out, get out

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Get Out Of Town – Sammy Davis Jr. Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of Town – Sammy Davis Jr.

Get out of town
Before it's too late, my love
Get out of town
Be good to me, please

Why wish me harm?
Why not retire to a farm
And be contented to charm
The birds off the trees?

Just disappear
I care for you much too much
And when you're near, close to me, dear
We touch too much

The thrill when we meet is so bittersweet
That, darling, it's getting me down
So, on your mark, get set
Get out of town

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Get Out Of Town Before Sundown – Buck Owens Testo della canzone

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Get Out Of Town Before Sundown – Buck Owens

Walkin' off the highway I'd been tryin' to catch a ride
Hungry and thirsty as a bear,
Not a penny in my pockets and I'd ran out of pride
So I thought I'd try to bum myself a beer.

When up stopped a well known posse starin' down at me
A big old shiny badge pinned on his vest
He said if you ain't got no money and you ain't got no job
Boy I'm placing you under arrest.

Or you can get out of town before sundown
And don't you never come back
Take your tambourine and your guitar string
And move on down the track.

Don't like the way that you comb your hair
The way you drawl you all
And if you're not out of town before sundown
You won't get out of town at all.

Well, I hitchhiked down to Phoenix I was following the sun
Prettiest place I think I've ever seen
I met a sweet young lady, but how was I to know
That pretty thing was only seventeen.

Then I saw the red lights gleamin'
And I heard the sirenes screamin'
A sound that fills the bravest hearts with fear
And that old sheriff didn't stutter
When to me those words he uttered
Boy don't let the sun set on you here.

You better get out of town before sundown...

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Get Out The Way – Bobby Brown Testo della canzone

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Get Out The Way – Bobby Brown

Yeah
I see you doing well and it's a beautiful thing yeah
Seems like you've got them right where you want to oh yeah
You're on top now you can't stop this thing you've got going on
Then you start to relax yeah

The very same people who built you up
Are the same ones right there to take you down
Hey what you gonna say when they move to the next best thing

Get get get get out the way
Get get get get out the way
What you gonna do when they don't love you like they used to
Put your love down, I'm here to stay
Get get get get out the way
Get get get get out the way
Get out the way

Now your noticin everything is changing
Nobody's acting like you matter no more
The trend is over
I'm memorising, never fading, not trippin on what they're saying
No, cause that shit don't bother me, no

The very same people who built you up
Are the same ones right there to take you down
C'mon c'mon
Hey what you gonna say when they move to the next best thing
Get get get get out the way
Get get get get out the way
Hey What you gonna do when they don't love you like they used to
Pack it up now, I'm here to stay
Get out the way
Get out the way

C'mon, let's get 'em

I'm always bold, I keep movin on
Cause nothing can change my mind
To don't the truth
Of all I've been thru I'm keeping my berth for life, yeh
Hey what you gonna say when they move to the next best thing
Get out the way
Get out the way
Hey What you gonna do when they don't love you like they used to
Pack it up now, I'm here to stay
Get out the way

Hey what you gonna say when they move to the next best thing
Get out the way
Get out the way
Hey What you gonna do when they don't love you like they used to
Pack it up now, I'm here to stay
Get out the way
Get out the way
Hey what you gonna say when they move to the next best thing
Get out the way
Get out the way
Hey What you gonna do when they don't love you like they used to
Pack it up now, I'm here to stay
Get out the way
Get out the way

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Get Out The Way – Classified Testo della canzone

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Get Out The Way – Classified

Turn me up a little more

[Verse 1: Classified]
Yeah, yeah, I'm a scream at the top of my lungs (ha)
Spit shit 'til it's off with the tongue (yeah)
Get lit, ride off in the sun (what?)
So don't trip 'cause you crawl and I run, shit it's already done
Back with the flow, the show, the magic
Went from hat tricks to uppin my status
Yep another classic, hard to believe
Poker face on with a card up my sleeve
They all said I never looked the part
But I ain't tryin to hear 'em like a pussy fart
And now they all searchin for my rookie card
Keep your motherfuckin hands out the cookie jar
Class is in session, check the scorecard
Yes I work hard like male porn stars
No the applause isn't necessary
You dyin to get into my show like a cemetery (ha)

[Chorus: Classified]
Turn me up a little more (more)
Fresh 'til we exit the door (ha)
Yeah, we breakin in your eardrums
Ready or not, here it comes (here it comes, here it comes)

Turn me up a little louder (what?)
Crank the amp to full power (yeah)
We do it every night and all day (all day, all day, all day)
(So), you better get out the way

We-we-we do it (fresh, fresh, fresh)
You better get out the way
We-we-we do it (fresh, fresh, fresh)
(Turn me up a little more)

[Verse 2: Classified]
Yeah, yeah, aiyyo, last year I got new management
This year I needed new management
I felt like they never knew what manage meant
Well good luck to them, I just had to vent
I spit what I live, speak what I know
Set the roof on fire, now you freeze in the cold
Think that I'm paid? Nope, I ain't loaded
But this drink got me feelin pretty loaded
Body all bloated, bit of a beer belly
Broke bottles of booze, can anybody help me?
It ain't a cry for help but in hindsight
I don't want to live the life, I want my life
I've been drinkin, been smokin, been high
Been thinkin, been hopin I'll get by
Shit I ain't nothin astoundin
From the underground so of course I stay grounded (ha)

[Chorus: Classified]
Turn me up a little more (more)
Fresh 'til we exit the door (ha)
Yeah, we breakin in your eardrums
Ready or not, here it comes (here it comes, here it comes)

Turn me up a little louder (what?)
Crank the anthem full power (yeah)
We do it every night and all day (all day, all day, all day)
(So), you better get out the way

We-we-we do it (fresh, fresh, fresh)
You better get out the way
We-we-we do it (fresh, fresh, fresh)
You better get out the way (fresh, fresh, fresh)
You better get out the way
We do it (fresh, fresh, fresh)
(Turn me up a little more)

[Verse 3: Classified]
Yeah, yeah, I don't do what I'm suppose to
From the old school, look at what we rose to
From the middle of nowhere to the center of it all
Through the ups and the downs, I'm rememberin it all
I take the good with the bad
Learned to be content with the things that I have
This whole world's fucked up and we all need more
And once we get it, we'll find something else we need to reach for
Dreams, life, work, rights
Hate, love, Northern Lights
I know life is good but I had my doubts
I'm a positive person with a negative approach (ha)

[Chorus: Classified]
Turn me up a little more (more)
Fresh 'til we exit the door (ha)
Yeah, we breakin in your eardrums
Ready or not, here it comes (here it comes, here it comes)

Turn me up a little louder (what?)
Crank the anthem full power (yeah)
We do it every night and all day (all day, all day, all day)
(So), you better get out the way
You better get out the way
You better get out the way
You better get out the way

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Get Out!! – Busta Rhymes Testo della canzone

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Get Out!! – Busta Rhymes

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Get out)
Such a remarkable sound (Get out)
Yeah (Get out of here)
Such a remarkable sound
Flipmode get down, now
Yeah check it out (Get out of here)
Such a remarkable sound
Busta Rhymes (Get out)
Comin' through, get down (Get out)
What's the deal now (Get out of here)
Yeah, yeah

Are you ready to get on? (Who, me?)
And cause such a reaction that the motha fucka's go (Ooh wee)
It's like a group of happy children
Yo, it's such a feelin'
To see all of my live nigga's carry on now
Oh see how I be gettin' so passionate
I get a thrill even when I bust my gun off by accident
The God bless glory, success story
Whiteboy Billy put a stash up in my armrest for me
The way I fucks it up, it's like a fuck-fest for me
I get on last and demolish everything before me
We run shit and that's a fact now, you're whack now
And ain't no fuckin' turnin' back now, so relentless
I won't even let you niggas finish a fuckin' sentence
Call for my people like a school attendance
And then I strike with a fuckin' vengence
Finger on my trigger
Figure I'll blast every last one of you bitch niggas

So (Get out)
Bitch nigga just (Get out)
You need to just (Get out of here)
Police'll try to close the club (Get out)
You really should (Get out)
You need to just (Get out of here)
Bitch, if you ain't got your own dough (Get out)
You need to just (Get out)
You really should (Get out of here)
If you frontin' like you really live (Get out)
And you know you not (Get out)
You need to just (Get out of here)

The one world alliance
Flipmode the most reliant for the thorough guidance
On how to get most of this money like a secret science
Only the live nigga's allowed, there's nothin' you can do
Frontin' with your crew while you talkin' to corny bitches too
Nevertheless, address the cheddar for the treasure chest
And bless the spot before the thugs protest, one time
I hope y'all know just what the motherfuck you dealin' with
With so much platinum for the street, you thought I was a silversmith
We phat now, so look at how we brought it back now
And made it possible for street niggas to hold a stack now
And become the wealthiest, healthiest
And bring the fire that will reach about 1000 degrees celsius
Hold on, banker's money better roll on, or sing a broke folk song
My nigga's so long he paid with a big brim hat, just like a lampshade
And bounce, wildin' in the truck, the joints my nigga Ramp made
We be them new millennium prime time niggas
Walk a fine line, niggas sippin fine wine niggas
Now, if you cross the line and fuck around them blind niggas
With so much pressure it's like we did the illest crime, nigga
What? You know I'm like a loco man, noble man
Turned global man, rippin' bi-coastal like a postal man
And when we come, you know we came to get it
And what you need to do is bounce if you ain't fuckin' with it

So (Get out)
Bitch nigga just (Get out)
You need to just (Get out of here)
Police'll try to close the club (Get out)
You really should (Get out)
Please just (Get out of here)
Bitch, if you ain't got your own dough (Get out)
You need to just (Get out)
You really should (Get out of here)
And if you frontin' like you really live (Get out)
And you know you not (Get out)
You really should (Get out of here)

Get out, get out, get out of here
[Repeat x 4]

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Get Outta My Dreams, Get Into My Car – Billy Ocean Testo della canzone

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Get Outta My Dreams, Get Into My Car – Billy Ocean

Hey (hey) you (you), get into my car
Who me?
Yes you, get into my car
Wooooooooooooooh. Wah! Yeah!

Who's that lady
Coming down the road
Who's that lady
Who's that woman
Walking through my door
What's the score
I'll be the sun
Shining on you
Hey Cinderella
Step in your shoe
I'll be your non-stop lover
Get it while you can
Your non-stop miracle
I'm your man

Get outta my dreams
Get into my car
Get outta my dreams
Get in the back seat baby
Get into my car
Beep beep, yeah
Get outta my mind
Get into my life
Oooooooooh
Oh I said hey (Hey) you (You)
Get into my car

Oh baby

Lady driver
Let me take your wheel
Smooth operator
Touch my bumper (Bumper)
Hey, let's make a deal
Make it real
Like a road runner
Coming after you
Just like a hero
Outta the blue
I'll be your non-stop lover
Get it while you can
Your non-stop miracle
I'm your man

Get outta my dreams
Get into my car
Get outta my dreams
Get in the back seat baby
Get into my car
Beep beep, yeah
Get outta my mind
Get into my life
Oooooooooh
Oh I said hey (Hey) you (You)
Get into my car

Oh baby, let's go

I said open the door
(Get in the back)
Tread on the floor
(Get on the track)

Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah)
Let's go

Oh baby
Ooooh, woooow, yeah

I'll be the sun
Shining on you
Hey Cinderella
Step in your shoe
I'll be your non-stop lover
Get it while you can
Your non-stop miracle
I'm your man

Get outta my... Get outta my...
Get outta my dreams
Get into my car
Get outta my dreams
Get in the back seat baby
Get into my car
Beep beep, yeah
Get outta my mind
Get into my life
Oooooooooh
Oh I said hey (Hey) you (You)
Get into my, hey (Hey) you (You)
Get into my, hey (Hey) you (You)
Get into my car

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Get Outta My Dreams, Get Into My Car – Fenix TX Testo della canzone

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Get Outta My Dreams, Get Into My Car – Fenix TX

Hey, you, get into my car
Who me?
Yes you, get into my car

Who's that lady
Coming down the road
Who's that lady
Who's that woman
Walking through my door
What's the score
I'll be the sun
Shining on you
Hey Cinderella
Step in your shoe
I'll be your non-stop lover
Get it while you can
Your non-stop miracle
I'm your man

Get outta my dreams
Get into my car
Get outta my dreams
Get in the back seat baby
Get into my car
Beep beep, yeah
Get outta my mind
Get into my life
Oooooooooh
Oh I said hey (Hey) you (You)
Get into my car

Lady driver
Let me take your wheel
Smooth operator
Touch my bumper
Baby, let's make a deal
Make it real
Like a road runner
Coming after you
Just like a hero
Outta the blue
I'll be your non-stop lover
Get it while you can
Your non-stop miracle
I'm your man

Get outta my dreams
Get into my car
Get outta my dreams
Get in the back seat baby
Get into my car
Beep beep, yeah
Get outta my mind
Get into my life
Oooooooooh
Oh I said hey (Hey) you (You)
Get into my car

I'll be the sun
Shining on you
Hey Cinderella
Step in your shoe
I'll be your non-stop lover
Get it while you can
Your non-stop miracle
I'm your man

Get outta my...
Get outta my dreams
Get into my car
Get outta my dreams
Get in the back seat baby
Get into my car
Beep beep, yeah
Get outta my mind
Get into my life
Oooooooooh
Oh I said hey (Hey) you (You)
Get into my, hey (Hey) you (You)
Get into my, hey (Hey) you (You)
Get into my car

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Get Outta My Head – Cracker Testo della canzone

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Get Outta My Head – Cracker

Someone please save us
Save us from our wicked little selves
We're bent or courageous
We're drifting so it's hard for me to tell

I wanna make you mine all of the time
I wanna be your [?] man
Get outta my head or into my bed.
Get outta my head or into my bed.

I had a dream about you last night
I had a dream about you last night

Yeah we were contageous
We were both covered up with bees
I felt so outrageous
The hip priest man, he ain't got nothing on me

I wanna make you mine all of the time
I wanna be your [?] man
Get outta my head or into my bed.
Get outta my head or into my bed.

I had a dream about you last night
I had a dream about you last night

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Get Outta My Life – David Allan Coe Testo della canzone

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Get Outta My Life – David Allan Coe

I've been cool for far too long
Just a matter of time before I break
I took more shit than I wanted to take
You can't look me in the eyes
Somethings gone wrong and you know I know
I'm like a stick of dynamite ready to blow
I just can't accept your lies no more
It ain't my fault that you can't take it
Just ain't cool if you have to fake it

Don't threaten me just pack your trash
And don't let the door hit you in the ass
Get outta my life!

[Chorus:]
Get up get gone I gotta keep on keeping on
Too much pain and too much strife up yours
Get outta my life!
Get up get gone I gotta keep on keeping on
Too much pain and too much strife up yours
Get outta my life!

I ain't gonna be cool no more
You took advantage of my whole deal
This ain't about you it's the way I feel
Nothin's ever good enough
Your never satisfied heard it all before
When you give all you got you can't give no more
It's too late to change my mind
I can't turn back the hands of time
You should have noticed the danger sign

Don't threaten me just pack your trash
And don't let the door hit you in the ass
Get outta my mother fucking like!

[Chorus 2x]

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Get Outta My Room – The Donnas Testo della canzone

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Get Outta My Room – The Donnas

I like my music loud
close my eyes and see a crowd
day dreamin' on my bed
neon lights in my head
Cinderella on my TV
video games killin' me
posters of ratt and Miami vice
doin' time with ginger spice

get the hell out, get outta my room
and take your hands off the volume
I need to shout, get outta my room
leave me alone, get outta my room

let's party we're all here
getting stuck in salami and beer
jumped too hard my bed's broke
smoke so thick think I'm gonna choke
now the neighbors are around
says turn that shit down
I'm not breakin' the law
I wanna break your jaw

so, (get the hell out, get outta my room
and take your hands off the volume
I need to shout, get outta my room
leave me alone, get outta my room)

[repeat 2x more]

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Get Outta Town – Danko Jones Testo della canzone

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Get Outta Town – Danko Jones

Man I'm so sick of this town
Get me the hell out now
Mama don't want to talk to me
Daddy he just wears a frown
All the girls got boyfriends
Man I don't got a girl
Jump start my car
Get me the hell out now

Man I'm so sick of this town
Get me the hell out now
Mama don't want to talk to me
Daddy he just wears a frown
All the girls got boyfriends
Man I don't got a girl
Jump start my car
Get me the hell out now
Right now, yeah, ohhhhhh yeah

Man I'm so sick of this town
Get me the hell out now
Mama don't want to talk to me
Daddy he just wears a frown
All the girls got boyfriends
Man I don't got a girl
Jump start my car
Get me the hell out now
Right now, right now, ohhhhhhh

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Get Over It (Demo) – Avril Lavigne Testo della canzone

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Get Over It (Demo) – Avril Lavigne

Slipping down a slide
I did enjoy the ride
Don't know what to decide
You lied to me
You looked me in the eye
It took me by surprise
Now are you gratified
You cried to me

Don't turn around
'Cause you will get punched in the face
Don't make this worse
You've already gone and got me mad
It's too bad I'm not sad
It's casting over
It's just one of those things
You'll have to get over it

When I was feeling down
You'd start to hang around
And then I found your hands all over me
And that was out of bounds
You filthy rotten hound
It's badder than it sounds, believe me

Don't turn around
'Cause you will get punched in the face
Don't make this worse
You've already gone and got me mad
It's too bad I'm not sad
It's casting over
It's just one of those things
You'll have to get over it

Hey, you gotta get over
Hey, you gotta get over it

It's too bad I'm not sad
It's casting over
It's just one of those things
You'll have to get over it

Don't turn around
'Cause you will get punched in the face
Don't make this worse
You've already gone and got me mad

Don't turn around
'Cause you will get punched in the face
Don't make this worse
You've already gone and got me mad
It's too bad I'm not sad
It's casting over
It's just one of those things
You'll have to get over it

You'll have to get over it

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Get Over It – Avril Lavigne Testo della canzone

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Get Over It – Avril Lavigne

Slipping down a slide
I did enjoy the ride
Don't know what to decide
You lied to me
You looked me in the eye
It took me by surprise
Now are you gratified
You cried to me

Don't turn around
I'm sick and I'm tired of your face
Don't make this worse
You've already gone and got me mad
It's too bad I'm not sad
It's casting over
It's just one of those things
You'll have to get over it

When I was feeling down
You'd start to hang around
And then I found your hands all over me
And that was out of bounds
You filthy rotten hound
It's badder than it sounds, believe me

Don't turn around
I'm sick and I'm tired of your face
Don't make this worse
You've already gone and got me mad
It's too bad I'm not sad
It's casting over
It's just one of those things
You'll have to get over it

Hey, you gotta get over
Hey, you gotta get over it

It's too bad I'm not sad
It's casting over
It's just one of those things
You'll have to get over it

Don't turn around
I'm sick and I'm tired of your face
Don't make this worse
You've already gone and got me mad

Don't turn around
I'm sick and I'm tired of your face
Don't make this worse
You've already gone and got me mad
It's too bad I'm not sad
It's casting over
It's just one of those things
You'll have to get over it

You'll have to get over it

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Get Over It – Care Bears On Fire Testo della canzone

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Get Over It – Care Bears On Fire

Pretend it never happened, keep it all inside
Every time you think of him
Put it out of your mind
Emotion makes you weaker
Act like you don't care
When you look into his eyes
You know this just ain't fair

Can't you see it's over, it's done?
He was only in it for the fun
Thought that he was perfect for you
You never really even had a clue
Now that you know what's real
And you know how it feels
You should just get over it

Forget it ever happened
This time you're moving on
Done with this, you don't need him
To tell you that you're wrong
You know that you are stronger
Then to think that he would care
About the fun, the fights, the laugh the cries
The fact he wasn't there

Can't you see it's over, it's done?
He was only in it for the fun
Thought that he was perfect for you
You never really even had a clue
Now that you know what's real
And you know how it feels
You should just get over it

Don't stop, don't think about it
Don't waste your time
Don't wait, he's not worth it
Don't change your mind

Can't you see it's over, it's done?
He was only in it for the fun
Thought that he was perfect for you
You never really even had a clue
Now that you know what's real
And you know how it feels
You should just get over it

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Get Over It – Dionne Bromfield Testo della canzone

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Get Over It – Dionne Bromfield

You're staring at your phone all day
Waiting for a text to come
From a boy that barely knows your name,
But you think that he's the one.

You know that I'm a friend of yours,
I wanna tell it like it is
But mate it's so hard to explain it
You're so much better than this

[Chorus:]
No, you can't make somebody love you
If you can't make the pieces fit
No, you can't make somebody love you
So mate, just get over it

Oh oh ooohh
Oh oh ooohhhhh
Oh oh ooohh woahwoahwoahwoaaahh

You sit where you can see him
Two rows back in class each day
But he never seems to notice you
Or ever look your way

[Chorus:]
No, you can't make somebody love you
If you can't make the pieces fit
No, you can't make somebody love you
So mate, just get over it

[Chorus:]
No, you can't make somebody love you
If you can't make the pieces fit
No, you can't make somebody love you
So mate, just get over it

Oh oh ooohh
Oh oh ooohhhhh
Oh oh ooohh woahwoahwoahwoaaahh

No, you can't make somebody love you
If you can't make the pieces fit
No, you can't make somebody love you
So mate...

Woaaahh

No, you can't make somebody love you
If you can't make the pieces fit
No, you can't make somebody love you
So mate, just get over it

Oh oh ooohh
Oh oh ooohhhhh
Oh oh ooohh woahwoahwoahwoaaahh

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Get Over It – Dionne Bromfield Testo della canzone

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Get Over It – Dionne Bromfield

You're staring at your phone all day
Waiting for a text to come
From a boy that barely knows your name,
But you think that he's the one.

You know that I'm a friend of yours,
I wanna tell it like it is
But mate it's so hard to explain it
You're so much better than this

[Chorus:]
No, you can't make somebody love you
If you can't make the pieces fit
No, you can't make somebody love you
So mate, just get over it

Oh oh ooohh
Oh oh ooohhhhh
Oh oh ooohh woahwoahwoahwoaaahh

You sit where you can see him
Two rows back in class each day
But he never seems to notice you
Or ever look your way

[Chorus:]
No, you can't make somebody love you
If you can't make the pieces fit
No, you can't make somebody love you
So mate, just get over it

[Chorus:]
No, you can't make somebody love you
If you can't make the pieces fit
No, you can't make somebody love you
So mate, just get over it

Oh oh ooohh
Oh oh ooohhhhh
Oh oh ooohh woahwoahwoahwoaaahh

No, you can't make somebody love you
If you can't make the pieces fit
No, you can't make somebody love you
So mate...

Woaaahh

No, you can't make somebody love you
If you can't make the pieces fit
No, you can't make somebody love you
So mate, just get over it

Oh oh ooohh
Oh oh ooohhhhh
Oh oh ooohh woahwoahwoahwoaaahh

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Get Over Me – Nick Carter Testo della canzone

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Get Over Me – Nick Carter

I messed up, took you home
Just my luck, you're a psycho
Now I'm locking up my door
You had my mail, stole my phone
And how the hell did you change my passcode?
I can't take this anymore (can't take this anymore)

First time, it was amazing
Two times, you acting crazy
Three times, you say it's my baby, it's my baby

You're calling me every night
Talking bout you and I
I'm hanging up, this is my last goodbye
So how can I make you see
That there ain't no you and me?
What can I do to get you out of my life?
Get over me

Now I got a stage five clinger
Tryna put a ring on my finger
Only want me cause I'm a singer
Get over me
[x2]

[Avril Lavigne:]
You broke in, stole my key
Got one made so you can watch me
Even when I am asleep
(You creep)
But that's not where the story ends
You follow me like every weekend
And you're freaking out my friends (freaking out my friends)

First time, it was amazing
Two times, you acting crazy
Three times, you want my baby, want my baby

You're calling me every night
Talking bout you and I
I'm hanging up, this is my last goodbye
So how can I make you see
That there ain't no you and me?
What can I do to get you out of my life?
Get over me

Now I got a stage five clinger
Tryna put a ring on my finger
Only want me cause I'm a singer
Get over me
[x2]

[Nick Carter & Avril Lavigne:]
Why can't you get the message?
Move on and just forget
Some things were never meant to be
Why can't you get the message?
Move on and just forget
Some things were never meant to be
Get over me

Get over me
Some things were never meant to be

[Nick Carter & Avril Lavigne:]
You're calling me every night
Talking bout you and I
I'm hanging up, this is my last goodbye
So how can I make you see
That there ain't no you and me?
What can I do to get you out of my life?
Get over me

Now I got a stage five clinger
Tryna put a ring on my finger
Only want me cause I'm a singer
Get over me
[x2]

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Get Over Me – Fefe Dobson Testo della canzone

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Get Over Me – Fefe Dobson

So here we stand
Just the two of us
Our hearts beating
Cause we've been so nervous
We know what's coming next
The time we hid from
Has come too fast

There's too much
I have learned from you
The love you gave
Was something new
But now I've gotta go
I don't expect you to be ok

[Chorus:]
So get over me
Cause everything I do to you
Causes you pain
Just walk away
Anyone in love
Knows you deserve better than me

You fight
And tell me to be strong
You say we're special
That you want to carry on
You beg me for one more try
I can't help but ask you why

The other guy
Is waiting right outside
Gotta get my things
Gotta leave you tonight
See some things don't work out
I never meant to hurt you now

[Chorus:]
Get over me
Don't believe in love
And I won't ever again
Just walk away
Everyone around knows
You were always better to me

[Bridge:]
Don't know why
I always sabotage everything
We may be perfect
But that don't mean a thing

[Chorus]

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Get over you – Dylan Conrique Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Lascia perdere

Sei stato inchiodato nel mio cervello
È bello che non mi dispiaccia che tu sia lì?
Da quando te ne sei andato
Sono stato seduto come un guscio vuoto

Oh noi, come torniamo proprio come magneti
Subito, abbiamo finito, come è successo?

C'è un motivo per cui non riesco a dimenticarti?
Tutti dicono che non è così difficile da fare
Ma forse alla fine non posso fingere
Non tornerei di corsa da te
E mi chiedo, oh, mi chiedo
C'è un motivo per cui non posso

Supera te
Dimmi, qualcuno non vuole dirmelo
Ho bisogno di una ragione
Per superarti
Dimmi, qualcuno non vuole dirmelo
Ho bisogno di una ragione
Per superarti

Forse ho altro da dire
Non credo che abbiamo finito l'amore
Ma l'abbiamo lasciato sulla pagina
Non pensi che abbiamo di più in noi?

Oh noi, come torniamo proprio come magneti
Subito, abbiamo finito, come è successo?

C'è un motivo per cui non riesco a dimenticarti?
Tutti dicono che non è così difficile da fare
Ma forse alla fine non posso fingere
Non tornerei di corsa da te
E mi chiedo, oh, mi chiedo
C'è un motivo per cui non posso

Supera te
Dimmi, qualcuno non vuole dirmelo
Ho bisogno di una ragione
Per superarti
Dimmi, qualcuno non vuole dirmelo
Ho bisogno di una ragione
Per superarti

Forse nella prossima vita saremo io e te
Forse nella sequenza temporale, abbiamo capito bene (per dimenticarti)
Forse nella prossima vita, siamo io e te (per dimenticarti)
Forse nella sequenza temporale, abbiamo capito bene

C'è un motivo per cui non riesco a dimenticarti?
Perché trovo che sia un po' difficile da fare
E so che alla fine non posso fingere
Non tornerei di corsa da te
E mi chiedo, oh, mi chiedo
C'è un motivo per cui non posso
dimenticarti

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Get over you – Dylan Conrique

Get over you

You've been nailed up in my brain
Is it cool that I don't mind you there?
Ever since you walked away
I've been seating like an empty shell

Oh us, how we come back just like magnets
At once, we're done, how did this happen?

Is there a reason I can't get over you?
Everybody says it's not that hard to do
But maybe in the end I can't pretend
I wouldn't come running back to you
And I wonder, oh, I wonder
Is there a reason I can't

Get over you
Tell me, won't somebody tell me
I need a reason
To get over you
Tell me, won't somebody tell me
I need a reason
To get over you

Maybe I've got more to say
I don't think that we ran out of love
But we left it on the page
Don't you think that we got more in us?

Oh us, how we come back just like magnets
At once, we're done, how did this happen?

Is there a reason I can't get over you?
Everybody says it's not that hard to do
But maybe in the end I can't pretend
I wouldn't come running back to you
And I wonder, oh, I wonder
Is there a reason I can't

Get over you
Tell me, won't somebody tell me
I need a reason
To get over you
Tell me, won't somebody tell me
I need a reason
To get over you

Maybe in the next life, it's you and I
Maybe in the timeline, we get it right (To get over you)
Maybe in the next life, it's you and I (To get over you)
Maybe in the timeline, we get it right

Is there a reason I can't get over you?
'Cause I'm finding it's a little hard to do
And I know in the end I can't pretend
I wouldn't come running back to you
And I wonder, oh, I wonder
Is there a reason I can't
Get over you

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Get Over Yourself (Spanish Version) – Eden’s Crush Testo della canzone

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Get Over Yourself (Spanish Version) – Eden's Crush

Si, yo estuve alli, tu esposita fui.
Tu necesidad, nada mas yo te ise y di.
Yo confi en ti, para ti, compli tus antojos.
Eso fue, hoy es hoy, mirame a los ojos.

Oh ooo oh
Si el amor se va.
Oh ooo oh
Conmigo se ira.

Solo piensas en ti, vete.
Deve ser duro ser tu, dentro de tu cer.
Siempre era la que llore.
Pero todo es, todo es, todo esta muy bien.
Solo piensas en ti, vete.
Ahora sin ti yo hago lo que quiero hacer.
Aveces ni duermo y que?
Pero todo es, todo es, todo esta muy bien.

Ya me convensi, no puede ser asi.
En cada magazine siento que se habla de mi.
Siempre di, me rendi, mis suenos perdi.
Cuando metes tu, ganas tu, pero ya salio la luz.

Oh ooo oh
Ya no me tendras
Oh ooo oh
Ya no jugaras

Coro

Ahora que estas aqui.
Para estar una ves mas en mi.
Como antes te di.
Pero no, mejor no, tu solo piensas en ti.

No llames no.
Hasta que apprendas algo de amor.
Mejor olvidalo.
Pero no, mejor no, tu solo piensas en ti.

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Get Over Yourself – Eden’s Crush Testo della canzone

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Get Over Yourself – Eden's Crush

Uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Get over, get over (listen)

Yeah, I was right there like a little wife
I was everything that you need, always in line
I was livin' you, lovin' you
Fillin' your desires
But that was then, this is now
Look me in the eye and

Oh, oh
If love could choose sides
Oh, oh
It's taking mine

[1] - Get over yourself, goodbye
It must be hard to be you, yeah, livin' in your life
I was always the one to cry
Now everything, everything, everything is alright
Get over yourself, know why
Cuz without you, see I do anything I like
Sometimes I stay out all night
And everything, everything, everything is alright

This just can't be it i kept telling myself
And every magazine said was me was on the shelf
I was givin' out, givin' in
Givin' away my dreams
You put it in, put me down
Now I got my self-esteem

Oh, oh
Won't get me back, no
Oh, oh (no no)
You think I overreact, yeah

[Repeat 1]

So now you wanna talk
Say let's do it just once more for luck
Like old times make up
Better yet, just forget
Better get over yourself

Stay in touch
When you learn a few things about love (tell me baby)
Until then wake up
Better yet, better get
Better get over yourself

Get over yourself, goodbye (over yourself, goodbye)
Over yourself, over yourself
Get over yourself, goodbye (over yourself, goodbye)
Over yourself, over yourself

Get over yourself, goodbye
Cuz without you, see I do anything I like
Sometimes I stay out all night
And everything, everything, everything is alright

[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 1]

Get over yourself, goodbye (everything is alright)
Everything is alright (get over yourself)
Get over yourself, goodbye (everything is alright)
Everything is alright (get over yourself)
Get over yourself, goodbye

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Get Paid – Bugzy Malone Testo della canzone

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Get Paid – Bugzy Malone

Yo, look

Believe me when I say that I'm on form
Red hot, never ever been lukewarm
Believe me when I say that The Incredible Hulk
Couldn't do this if he transformed
Believe me when I say that I won't lose
Believe me when I say that I'll improve
Nobody wanted to believe me when I told them
I would get one million views
So I got 2, just to prove
We're on a totally different page
Them man are in a fish tank and I'm in the ocean
On a totally different wave
I'm like a great white shark, them man are just goldfish
Tell them not to get brave
Cause you're looking at grime 2015
And a few things are gonna change
Let's start by banishing all the snakes
Let's start by punishing all the fakes
Let's start by saying this is the year of the real
Only the real get saved

[Hook:]
Only the real mandem get paid
Only the real mandem get paid
No matter where, no matter when
Only the real mandem get paid

Believe me when I say it's a shutdown
Believe me when I say that I've touched down
Believe me when I say 0161, Manny on the map
Everybody jumps round
Nobody wanted to believe me when I told them
That we got the machine put down
Believe me when I say there's a new king on the block
From a totally different town
Anyhow, I see man holding the crown
They'll get ran down by the greyhound
I make a jet black boy turn light brown
And leave him six feet under the ground
Them man are sat real comfortable right now
Cause they don't know that the door's coming off
I'm like Tony Montana cause I won't stop letting off
Until you're in a box
Until you respect me and my dogs
I'll keep barking up the wrong tree
I'll keep barking up the wrong tree
I'll keep barking up the wrong tree

[Hook]

Only the real mandem get paid
Wasteman set about carting change
Anyhow, you've been making pennies?
Then you better jump back into your lane
I don't care if you've got A's and B's
Get out of bed, start making P's
I went from Q's to OZ's
I went from 9's to 18's
I went from 18 to 36
From 36 to living my dreams
From 36 to living my dreams
From 36 to living my dreams
I went from 18 to 36
From 36 to living my dreams
From 36 to living my dreams
From 36 to living my dreams

[Hook x4]

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Get Paid – Curren$y Testo della canzone

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Get Paid – Curren$y

Yeah, Jet Life
Jet Set none the less
Uh huh

[Verse 1: Trademark da Skydiver]
I'm talking oceans in the back
Front reserved for Porsche's
Highed up, focused on my fortunes
A real G I'm try'na ball
I want it all, fuck a portion
Money in my pockets more stacks than a fortress
Up early everyday I'm try'na flip
I need more of it
Gotta get it now
Will I see tomorrow I ain't sure of it
Overdue, it's bout that time
I deserve a lick
I'm try'na see something slick
I really came form nothing though
Still I stand tall
Pockets thick fitted sittin low
Twisting with my chick out the man in front of getting gold
She ain't a gold digger but love her Daddy get this dough
Real nigga's hear it in my words
Plus my actions show
Nothing less I'm a jet so I'm sendin threats
To these suckers hating on my name cause I'm next
Protected by the planes
JLR, family crest
Mama fall back form them lames and fly with the best

[Chorus:]
Yeahh
Get paid, get paid
Get paid my nigga get paid [x4]

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Never underestimate the other guys greed
Game given from a snake indeed
I still take heat
Keep the force with you stuck adhesive
Fuck with the real niggas see how we do it
Baby girl we the people
We lose them dudes
Your homegirl and them cool
We making moves like when throwback rap albums had in to lose
We used to chill at the crib waiting for homie to bring them instrumentals through
Mixtape rap your way to a million dollars
I did it partner
Too much of a scholar
To ever live in squalor
Scissors beat paper unless we talking bout them paper dollars
I'm in there like I live there
What took you so long baby girl
I been here
Try'na lose your man he a square huh
I don't even know if it's fair ma
Fuck it though you livin in the same I'm in
Dirty money makers spend

[Chorus:]
Yeahh
Get paid, get paid
Get paid my nigga get paid [x4]

[Verse 3: Young Roddy]
I hustle hard till I'm dead
I'm never locked behind bars
I'm jet member we live by a different set of laws
Roddy trap hard ain't no time for fuckin off
It's a scary game but I'm not scared
Not at all
I'm hoping that this high don't ever come down and fall
Cause some days where we know we way tougher than them all
Still spitting these trill bars free of charge
And them niggas don't give a fuck they cold hearted
That's cold blooded
Specially in New Orleans
Just try'na make it out this maze that I've been lost in
I rep my set from the stage to the coffin
School of hard knocks I learn to read between the margin
But real shit so many problems I deal with
And I thank God for Mary Jane that good piff
But I won't quit stackin my bread counting my chips
I double count my paper and then I dip
Jets fool
I bet I do

[Chorus:]
Yeahh
Get paid, get paid
Get paid my nigga get paid [x4]

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Get Ready – Ash Testo della canzone

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Get Ready – Ash

I never met a girl who makes me feel the way that you do
(You're alright)
Whenever I'm asked who makes my dreams real, I say that you do
(You're outta sight)
So fee fi, fo fum
Look out baby, 'cause here I come

And I'm bringing you a love that's true
So get ready, so get ready
I'm gonna try to make you love me too
So get ready, so get ready, 'cause here I come (Get ready, 'cause here I come)
I'm on my way
(Get ready, 'cause here I come)

If you wanna play hide and seek with love, let me remind you
(It's alright)
Lovin' you're gonna miss, and the time it takes to find you
(It's outta sight)
So fiddley dee, fiddley dum
Look out baby, 'cause here I come

And I'm bringing you a love that's true
So get ready, so get ready
I'm gonna try to make you love me too
So get ready, so get ready, 'cause here I come (Get ready, 'cause here I come)
I'm on my way
(Get ready, 'cause here I come)
(Get ready)

All my friends should want you too, I understand it
(Be alright)
I hope I get to you before they do, the way I planned it
(Be outta sight)
So twiddley dee, twiddley dum
Look out baby 'cause here I come

And I'm bringing you a love that's true
So get ready, so get ready
I'm gonna try to make you love me too
So get ready, so get ready, 'cause here I come (Get ready, 'cause here I come)
I'm on my way
(Get ready, 'cause here I come)

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GET READY – Black Eyed Peas Testo della canzone

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GET READY – Black Eyed Peas

We ain't messin' around
Shits about to go down
This is for real, this is for real
We ain't playin' no games
Do you hear what I'm sayin'?
This is for real, this is for real
Get ready, get ready
Get ready, get ready
Get ready, get ready

[will.I.am:]
Get ready for the new age
New chapter, check the new page
Max shit, Malcom X shit, I do the right thing new school days
Make a fresh coat taste the Kool Aid
Depeche Mode I'm on the new wave
All the time, always
I work hard Tuesday to Tuesday
365 on the calendar
I stay hungry, yeah hungry like a scavenger
Rockin' everybody, now I'm knockin' out my challengers
I'm a new Bugatti never roll up in a Challenger
Uh, you're messin' with the trinity
Try this trot ain't go in your vicinity
Maybe that was complex, let me say it differently
Black Eyed Peas rockin' 'til infinity

We ain't messin' around
Shits about to go down
This is for real, this is for real
We ain't playin' no games
Do you hear what I'm sayin'?
This is for real, this is for real
Get ready, get ready
Get ready, get ready
Get ready, get ready

[Taboo:]
Get ready for the bomb drop
Choppin' motherfuckers with my tomahawk
Blood clot, blood clot
Cardiac arrest make your heart stop
You're now tuned into my murder log
Boomin' bass play with my dialog
Zoom out so you can see my whole catalog
I was underground when I was an underdog
Now I'm feelin' like a top dog
I remember break dancin' on the boulevard
Moon walk on the side walk
I put my little tag on the butt stock
Our city, our city
Everybody go and see my girl Fitty
Worldwide with the committee
B-E-P rockin' 'til infinit

We ain't messin' around
Shits about to go down
This is for real, this is for real
We ain't playin' no games
Do you hear what I'm sayin'?
This is for real, this is for real
Get ready, get ready
Get ready, get ready
Get ready, get ready

[apl.de.ap:]
Get ready for the new era
Got the new A game call it newsletter
You catch that? You got that?
I brought the new A game call it news letter
Makin' new mozzarella got new cheddar
Tellin' you Cinderalla she could do better
So forget your man, forget your man
And come and stand under my umbrella
Got the new hot shit that's the new pepper
Got a brand new step, I'm a two stepper
Got a hot chick, she got a few extras
So I live my life like I'm Hugh Hefner
Ain't life so pretty?
I was countin' dimes, now I'm countin' millies
Ain't got no time I'm busy
Black Eyed Peas rockin' 'til infinit

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Get Ready – Blue Testo della canzone

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Get Ready – Blue

I never met a girl who makes me feel the way that you do (you're alright),
Whenever I'm asked who makes my dreams real,
I say that you do (you're outta sight),

So fee, fi, fo, fum,
Look out baby, 'cause here I come,

[Chorus:]
And I'm bringin' you a love that's true,
So get ready, so get ready,
I'm gonna try to make you love me too,
So get ready, so get ready, 'cause here I come,
(Get ready, 'cause here I come)
I'm on my way,
(Get ready, 'cause here I come)

If you want to play hide and seek with love let me remind you (it's alright),
The lovin' you're gonna miss in the time,
It takes to find you (it's outta sight)

So fiddle-ee-dee, fiddle-ee-dum,
Look out baby, 'cause here I come,

[Chorus:]
And I'm bringin' you a love that's true,
So get ready, so get ready,
I'm gonna try to make you love me too,
So get ready, get ready, 'cause here I come.
(Get ready 'cause here I come)
I'm on my way.
(Get ready 'cause here I come)

All my friends should want you too I understand it (be alright)
I hope I get to you before they do,
The way I planned it (be outta sight),

So twiddle-ee-dee, twiddle-ee-dum,
Look out baby, 'cause here I come,

[Chorus:]
And I'm bringin' you a love that's true,
So get ready, so get ready,
I'm gonna try to make you love me too,
so get ready, get ready, 'cause here I come,
I'm on my way

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Get Ready – Pitbull Testo della canzone

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Get Ready – Pitbull

You get on that horse, you better ride

Pa'arriba
Were here for a long time (Blake Shelton)
Were here for a good time
Pa Abajo
Were here for a long time (its cowboy Casanova)
Were here for a good time
Pa Centro
Were here for a long time
Were here for a good time
Pa Dentro

If you're here for a good time put your hands up
Now say it
Eeeyyyyoooooo

Whoa, get Ready (Bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, get Ready (Bam-ba-lam)
Get ready in style (Bam-ba-lam)
Ready to get wild (Bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, the way you move (Bam-ba-lam)
Baby really grooves (Bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, get Ready (Bam-ba-lam)
Get ready to ride

Bam-ba-lam
Get ready to ride

Bam-ba-lam
Get ready worldwide

Wildin out, fill my cup to the tip
Ridin' out to Atlantic City
Hardrock, yeah we opened it
5, 4, 3, 2, 1 for the win

Got em, that boy so solid
That's what happens when you come from the bottom
305 Paradise City, where the girls got big ol' booties and so pretty
Now shake that thang (shake that, shake that)
Work that thang (work that, work that)
Drop that thang (drop that, drop that)
Put your hands up
Now say it

Whoa, get Ready (Bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, get Ready (Bam-ba-lam)
Get ready in style (Bam-ba-lam)
Ready to get wild (Bam-ba-lam)
And the way you move (Bam-ba-lam)
Baby really grooves (Bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, get Ready (Bam-ba-lam)
Get ready worldwide

Bam-ba-lam
Get ready worldwide

Bam-ba-lam
Get ready worldwide

Eeeeeeyyoooooooo

Ilov305 on the strip
Go ahead girl, get loose get lit
Go ahead girl, get it in get it in
5, 4, 3, 2, 1 for the win

Got em, that boy so solid
That's what happens when you come from the bottom
305 Paradise City, where the girls got big ol' booties and so pretty
Now shake that thang (shake that, shake that)
Work that thang (work that, work that)
Drop that thang (drop that, drop that)
Put your hands up
Now say it

Whoa, get Ready (Bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, get Ready (Bam-ba-lam)
Get ready in style (Bam-ba-lam)
Ready to get wild (Bam-ba-lam)
And the way you move (Bam-ba-lam)
Baby really grooves (Bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, get Ready (Bam-ba-lam)
Get ready worldwide

Bam-ba-lam
Get ready worldwide

Bam-ba-lam
Get ready worldwide

Break it down
If you want a good time
If you want a good time
Let me hear you say hey
(Everybody say hey)

If you want a good time
If you want a good time
Let me hear you say hey
(Everybody say hey)

If you want a good time
If you want a good time
Let me hear you say hey
(Everybody say hey)

If you want a good time
If you want a good time
Get em up, get em up, get em up
Put your hands up

Whoa, get Ready (Bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, get Ready (Bam-ba-lam)
Get ready in style (Bam-ba-lam)
Ready to get wild (Bam-ba-lam)
And the way you move (Bam-ba-lam)
Baby really grooves (Bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, get Ready (Bam-ba-lam)
Get ready worldwide

Whoa, get Ready (Bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, get Ready (Bam-ba-lam)
Get ready in style (Bam-ba-lam)
Ready to get wild (Bam-ba-lam)
And the way you move (Bam-ba-lam)
Baby really grooves (Bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, get Ready (Bam-ba-lam)
Get ready worldwide

Oye Blake, let's take them around the world
Get your Milan, Bam-ba-lam
Miami, LA, New York, Dubai
Dubai, Japan, Bam-ba-lam
ATL, Nashville, to the Chi
Eastside, westside, Bam-ba-lam
I tell the truth, even when I lie
Get read worldwide

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Get Ready – Dead Prez Testo della canzone

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Get Ready – Dead Prez

Uhh, ahh, uhh
[heavy breathing]
Uhh, ahh, uhh, yeah
[heavy breathing]

[Chorus]
Cuz if you ain't ready (ready)
You better, get ready (get ready)
Cuz if you ain't ready (ready)
You better, get ready (get ready)
Cuz if you ain't ready (ready)
You better...

[M1]
Uhh...
Wake up - time to move
Put on ya shirt, put on ya shoes
Go all out, ain't nuttin to lose
Pick all the chains, break the rules
Let's ride soldier, build ya skills
Tell me how we gon' get free for real
No game, this war we got to win
Get in where ya fit in, come on then, nigga

[Stic.]
Learned a lot, seen a lot, grew a lot, cut my locks
Strong as ever, new and improved
In my heart I know we can't lose
But we got to hustle, ride the wind
Dead'll struggle, Dead'll win
Knew the strategy, know the enemy
Focus energy, one community
North, east, west, south
With or without the gold in ya mouth
We bout to roll out like gangsta white wall
For the love of the people, we fight for the cause
Now walk wit us, lace yo' chucks
Lemme see them black fists, raise 'em up (c'mon)
Get ready cuz Bush tryna push,
these anti-terrorist laws that's meant for us

[Chorus]

[Tahir]
Ay, this for the strugglers, nine-to-fivers
All the hustlers, call the grinders
On a mission, every person
Organizin, puttin work in
Get ya paper, it's on and poppin
Time to ride out for somethin proper
Drop them coppers, we don't need 'em
Trained to beat 'em, bang for freedom

[?]
City blocks, country roads
Every ghetto, get ready to roll
Keep on livin, keep on learnin
Till we free it's self-determined
Tell ya folk, holla dawg
So we can get this power dawg
Stick together, sew ya up
RBG throw it up!

[?]
Been here, still here, in here, this real here
No fear, we ain't scared
Better beware, we pre-prepared
Comin with the same team this year
Stic. here, Ta-hir
Fist in the air, this our year
Holla if ya heard me!

[Chorus 2]
Nigga this that RBG's
We keep it off the heez'
Still hollarin "Let's Get Free"
Buck wit me, who ready?
Nigga this that RBG's
We keep it off the heez'
Still hollarin "Let's Get Free"
Buck wit me, who ready? c'mon c'mon!

[Chorus]

[beat falls out and returns]

[Chorus 2]

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Get Ready – Shawn Desman Testo della canzone

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Get Ready – Shawn Desman

Friday Night, At the crib
Thinking about the club that we gonna hit
the spot gonna be hot tonight
so I better be looking tight
Grab my coat & my keys
Look out here comes the Mercedes
And all you ladies coming out tonight
watch out because tonight I’m gonna get mine

[Chorus]

To all my players, who be waiting in line
Come on, Get In, Get Ready
To all my ladies,who be dressing real fine
Come on, Get In, Get Ready
Anybody who wants to freak it tonight
Come on, Get In, Get Ready
Bring your credit and your money inside
Come on, Get In, Get Ready
Come on in and throw it up,
Mister DJ come on and turn it up
This is how we rock it in the T-Dot
Come on in and throw it up,
Mister DJ come on and turn it up
This is how we rock it in the T-Dot

Over here at the bar
Everything looking good so far
I see a shorty come at my way
Better think about what to say
She said "YO What the deal?"
Boy you know it’s you that I feel
So I said I going to do you right
Tonight we’re going to have a good time

[Chorus]

To all my players, who be waiting in line
Come on, Get In, Get Ready
To all my ladies, who be dressing real fine
Come on, Get In, Get Ready
Anybody who wants to freak it tonight
Come on, Get In, Get Ready
Bring your credit and your money inside
Come on, Get In, Get Ready
Come on in and throw it up,
Mister DJ come on and turn it up
This is how we rock it in the T-Dot
Come on in and throw it up,
Mister DJ come on and turn it up
This is how we rock it in the T-Dot

[Chorus]

To all my players, who be waiting in line
Come on, Get In, Get Ready
To all my ladies, who be dressing real fine
Come on, Get In, Get Ready
Anybody who wants to freak it tonight
Come on, Get In, Get Ready
Bring your credit and your money inside
Come on, Get In, Get Ready

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Get Ready Boy Feat Dispatch – Testo della canzone

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Get Ready Boy – Feat Dispatch

Kind fall we’ve had enough
Don’t really wanna hold much longer
Silver sun I feel your love
Very soon we will ride

So get ready boy because here I go
I’ve been waiting my whole life just to let it roll
And I bank to the right and away I fly

Back to the ground we came from hey back to the ground we fall

Caught the rain with your all alone
The milkweed and the green below us
It’s early yet but wind is strong
And there’s a world on it’s way

So get ready boy because here I go
I’ve been waiting my whole life just to let it roll
And I bank to the right and away I fly

Hey back to the ground we came from hey back to the ground we fall
Aim back to the ground we came from and back to the ground we fall

So get ready boy because here I go
I been waiting my whole life just to let it go
And I bank to the right and away I fly

Back to the ground we came from hey back to the ground we fall
Back to the ground we came from aim back to the ground we fall

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Get Ready Boy – Dispatch Testo della canzone

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Get Ready Boy – Dispatch

Kind fall we’ve had enough
Don’t really wanna hold much longer
Silver sun I feel your love
Very soon we will ride

So get ready boy because here I go
I’ve been waiting my whole life just to let it roll
And I bank to the right and away I fly

Back to the ground we came from hey back to the ground we fall

Caught the rain with your all alone
The milkweed and the green below us
It’s early yet but wind is strong
And there’s a world on it’s way

So get ready boy because here I go
I’ve been waiting my whole life just to let it roll
And I bank to the right and away I fly

Hey back to the ground we came from hey back to the ground we fall
Aim back to the ground we came from and back to the ground we fall

So get ready boy because here I go
I been waiting my whole life just to let it go
And I bank to the right and away I fly

Back to the ground we came from hey back to the ground we fall
Back to the ground we came from aim back to the ground we fall

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Get Ready For Love – April Wine Testo della canzone

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Get Ready For Love – April Wine

Throw your coat on the floor, honey, come on in
It's good to see you again, now, how ya'll been?
You know I'm not in no hurry, and you're not wastin' my time, no
So, get ready, ooh, get ready for lovin'
Oh, my-my, sweet-sweet love, ooh

Nice and easy, sweet-sweet baby, rock on!
You make me move, make me wanna groove all night long, yeah
You know I'm not in no hurry, and you're not wastin' my time, no way
So, come on, let's get it on, with some lovin'
Yeah-yeah, sweet-sweet love
All I want is some lovin'
Oh, my-my sweet-sweet love, yeah

You know the one thing I need, is somethin' you got
And, I feel so good, I just can't stop, no
You know I'm not in no hurry, and you can hang out all night, yeah
So, come on, let's get it on, with some lovin', ooh
Some sweet-sweet love
All I want is some lovin'
Yeah-yeah, sweet-sweet love, mmmh, all right!

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Get Ready To Cry – Peabo Bryson Testo della canzone

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Get Ready To Cry – Peabo Bryson

You don't understand what it means to be
Me only for you, oh, are you only for me
Don't tell me lies, don't apologize
Stand up, stand up and fight

Get ready to cry
You might have to find someone to love
Don't be surprised
At what you might find me thinking of
Get ready to cry
It might be goodbye to someone
Who's still in love with you
Still in love with you

Nothing comes easy, if you snooze you lose, lose
So make up your mind, what you wanna do
Stay night, are you gonna treat me right
Do it now, do it tonight

Get ready to cry
You might have to find someone to love
Don't be surprised
At what you might find me thinking of
Get ready to cry
It might be goodbye to someone
Who's still in love with you
Oh-oh-oh-ah-ah...
Well, I'm still in love with you, you

Don't take me for granted
I might not be around
Put your love on the line
And your feet on the ground
Don't tell me lies, don't apologize
Stand up, stand up and fight

Get ready to cry
You might have to find for someone to love
And don't be surprised
At what you might find me thinking of
Get ready to cry
It might be goodbye to someone
Who's still in love with you
Oh-oh-oh, you
Don't you know I'm still in love with you, oh...

Don't apologize
Go for what you know right now
Stand up and fight

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Get Ready To Cry – Peabo Bryson Testo della canzone

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Get Ready To Cry – Peabo Bryson

You don't understand what it means to be
Me only for you, oh, are you only for me
Don't tell me lies, don't apologize
Stand up, stand up and fight

Get ready to cry
You might have to find someone to love
Don't be surprised
At what you might find me thinking of
Get ready to cry
It might be goodbye to someone
Who's still in love with you
Still in love with you

Nothing comes easy, if you snooze you lose, lose
So make up your mind, what you wanna do
Stay night, are you gonna treat me right
Do it now, do it tonight

Get ready to cry
You might have to find someone to love
Don't be surprised
At what you might find me thinking of
Get ready to cry
It might be goodbye to someone
Who's still in love with you
Oh-oh-oh-ah-ah...
Well, I'm still in love with you, you

Don't take me for granted
I might not be around
Put your love on the line
And your feet on the ground
Don't tell me lies, don't apologize
Stand up, stand up and fight

Get ready to cry
You might have to find for someone to love
And don't be surprised
At what you might find me thinking of
Get ready to cry
It might be goodbye to someone
Who's still in love with you
Oh-oh-oh, you
Don't you know I'm still in love with you, oh...

Don't apologize
Go for what you know right now
Stand up and fight

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Get Ready, Get Set – Chaka Khan Testo della canzone

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Get Ready, Get Set – Chaka Khan

Night's gonna fall
Letting the stars shine through and through
Time on the wall
Bringing me closer to the
One I want
I can't wait no more, no, no

Lost like a child
Even my knees are shaking
Caught for a while
Under a wave that's breaking
Over me
In his arms I float

When he looks at me this way
I know what he'll say

[Chorus:]
Get ready, get set
You ain't seen nothing yet
All day, all night
Here's something you can't forget
Get ready, get set
You ain't seen nothing yet
All day, all night
Here's something you can't forget

I could try
Imagining something better than
You and I
Making sweet love together
Taking me much farther than before
When he looks at me this way
I know just what he'll say

Ooh Ooh
When he looks at me this way
I know just what he'll say

Na na na na
Na na na na

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Get Real – Atomic Kitten Testo della canzone

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Get Real – Atomic Kitten

If You gotta learn to do that thing
Stand back cause it's obvious
And if you wanna see us dance and sing
Step off get on back of us

[Chorus]
Oh baby let your back don't slip
Let it slide right down
Put it on your hip
oh baby let your back don't slip
Let it slide right down
get it on that tip

Get real (uh huh you know you gotta)
Make it real ( uh huh You know)

mmmmmmm

Oh

And if you really wanna change the world
Step off cause you know you can
If you wanna know the difference between a boy and a girl
Step talk take it like a man

[chorus]

Get real (uh huh you know you gotta)
Make it real ( uh huh You know)

mmmmmmm
You make it real oh

If you gotta learn to do that thing
Stand back cause it's obvious
And if you wanna see us dance and sing
Step off get on back of us

mmmmmm yeah
You can talk the talk
But can you walk the walk.....

[chorus X2]

Get real (uh huh you know you gotta)
Make it real ( uh huh You know)

[chorus to fade]..

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Get Real – Chairlift Testo della canzone

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Get Real – Chairlift

Stop looking at me that way
Cause next thing I know there goes the day
Good for nothing when you're around
I can't tell which way's up or down

Do you believe in mercy?
Then forgive me for me
And though I don't deserve it
When you hold me, I'm free

Are you just a sweet talking girl
Calling the white roses red
'Til I've lost everything
Even the thoughts in my head
Baby, get real
Get real, real, real, real
Real, real, real, real

Stopping traffic to kiss me
We're a threat to normalcy
But is there more to you than sweet?
There's only so much candy I can eat

Do you believe in mercy?
Then forgive me for me
And though I don't deserve it
When you hold me I'm free, like...

Are you just a sweet talking girl
Calling the white roses red
'Til I've lost everything
Even the thoughts in my head
Baby, get real
Get real, real, real, real
Real, real, real, real
Real, real

Just as I approach the top
Put me out of business, close up shop
Over the cliff, the deepest drop
From fast, fast forward to total stop
Do you believe in mercy...

You're just a sweet talking girl
Calling the white roses red
And I've lost everything
Even the thoughts in my head
Baby get real
Is this an act that you're giving up?
Baby, get real

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Get Real – David Bowie Testo della canzone

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Get Real – David Bowie

Oh hideous year we angels have lead
We're dead, we're sick and hanging by thread
Get real
Get real
You can't stop meaningful teenage cries
From deep behind fifty year old eyes
Get real
Get real

I'm scared to touch, too tense to be undone
I walk the streets not expecting morning sun
Against the voice of doom failures fall all over town
I guess I should, I feel I should
Get real
Get real

What's up? What happened when I wasn't around?
Who did what? What went down?
Get real
Get real
Think about myself it happens to me
It happens in the tunnel when I let myself feel
Get real
Get real

I'm scared to touch, too tense to be undone
I walk the streets not expecting morning sun
I feel it all through breakdowns falling all over town
I feel I should, I guess I should
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real

The dazzle of light, the rape of life
The seed, the curse, the jazz of life
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real

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Get Real – David Bowie Testo della canzone

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Get Real – David Bowie

Oh hideous year we angels have lead
We're dead, we're sick and hanging by thread
Get real
Get real
You can't stop meaningful teenage cries
From deep behind fifty year old eyes
Get real
Get real

I'm scared to touch, too tense to be undone
I walk the streets not expecting morning sun
Against the voice of doom failures fall all over town
I guess I should, I feel I should
Get real
Get real

What's up? What happened when I wasn't around?
Who did what? What went down?
Get real
Get real
Think about myself it happens to me
It happens in the tunnel when I let myself feel
Get real
Get real

I'm scared to touch, too tense to be undone
I walk the streets not expecting morning sun
I feel it all through breakdowns falling all over town
I feel I should, I guess I should
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real

The dazzle of light, the rape of life
The seed, the curse, the jazz of life
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real

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Get Real – Douwe Bob Testo della canzone

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Get Real – Douwe Bob

If you ask me what I think about this guy who’s new to me
I'd ask my favorite suit to tell me what to feel
Paul says, "I should say I listen to him everyday"
Don't wanna sell my soul don't want to sell my house

Running faster doesn't mean you can't fall behind
Acting real clever doesn't make you keen of mind
You think you're number one but you're last in line

Get real
Get real

Do you want me to make the news?
Do you want me to find my muse?
Do I have to go to Nashville to sound real?
I‘m not gonna lie I like my name in neon lights
You see I'd go with you if you're going my way

Running faster doesn't mean you can't fall behind
Acting real clever doesn't make you keen of mind
Having a million won't buy you time
You think you're number one but you're last in line

Get real
Get real

Maybe you can keep it up forever
Maybe this feels right to you

Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real

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Get Real Low – D4L Testo della canzone

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Get Real Low – D4L

[Intro]
You know the niggas that fall when he got hit with that thang
Bend yo knees until your hips go
D4L...Bend your knees until your hips go
Make ya get real low bounce on your toes hit after hit

[Chorus]
Make ya get real low bounce on your toes
Bend your knees until your hips go oh
I make ya get real low bounce on yo toes
Bend ya knees until yo hips go oh
Make ya get real low bounce on your toes
Ben your knees until your hips go oh

[Verse 1]
I'm still in the club so fresh on the clip
On the flo do my dance like this
Dont get dash and flick fuck with us you really get your ass hit.
Sate playa betta watch your bitch
Everything we make is a hit
Much love to the dj represent
We dont worry bout suckas hatin on it
We got on lock, you can ask yo kids
State to state they know bout it
Original with a simple twist
Project nigga with lyrics
Hood to hood thugs beatin out shit
Strippers in the club make um pay for this.
Dope boys renasay and chris.
D4L we just hit a lick

[Chorus]
Make ya get real low bounce on your toes
Bend yo knees until your hips go oh
I make ya get real low bounce on your toes
Bend ya knees until ya hips go oh
I make ya get real low bounce on ya toes
Bend ya knees until your hips go oh
Make ya get real low bounce on your toes
Bend yo knees until your hips go oh
[Repeat]

[Verse 2]
We come in the door with our pill
Lord fogive i know he will
Dont wanna kill but i will
Told that shit for that nigga ta chill
All in the club plan a stray
That aint how we do da day
Turn the afro stop braids
Drankin all the hate away
So dudes ya do what i do
Yall dont want no guns play 45 A K
Make get low anyday
I aint lie i tell da truth man thats a damn fact how he work his hip like that A K sound and broke his back
They know i'm low ben had dough the sex the phat make big cash flow
I'm past up, I'm CEO
Now a dont get it twist it bitch twist it and make ya hip go
Amunition rock along ya maybe see fo
I might come at a ten you never know i'm shortay low
I used to have a big fuckin bitch and i still got a blow,
I make ya get real low bend on your toes and make it go

[Chorus]
Make ya get real low bounce on your toes
Bend yo knees until your hips go oh
I make ya get real low bounce on your toes
Bend ya knees until ya hips go oh
I make ya get real low bounce on ya toes
Bend ya knees until your hips go oh
Make ya get real low bounce on your toes
Bend yo knees until your hips go oh
[Repeat]

[Verse 3]
Incredible hulk they drank and patrol
They know they gone bumpin and they take ya along
For girls with 9 22 darricks 2 3 80s a nextel phone
Two on the wall one by the door and the other one doing a dance on the flo
She came from my bottom roll i watch the way she let that clit Go!
Security they know where to go
Shots reign out, everybody low
Nobody movin they waitin fo more
Them D4L girls they outta control
They get real low stand on one toe bite their lip hard beofre they let go
Big back strong got her hands up ohh

[Chorus]
Make ya get real low bounce on your toes
Bend yo knees until your hips go oh
I make ya get real low bounce on your toes
Bend ya knees until ya hips go oh
I make ya get real low bounce on ya toes
Bend ya knees until your hips go oh
Make ya get real low bounce on your toes
Bend yo knees until your hips go oh
[Repeat]

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Get Retarded – Canibus Testo della canzone

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Get Retarded – Canibus

"I-I-I, want, to.."
"G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded"
"G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded"
"Get re-Get re-Get retarded"
"G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded"
"I, want, to.."
"G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded"

[Canibus]
Yo -- niggaz is phony frontin like they Master of Ceremonies
None of you suckers are even remotely close to me
To be nice I sacrifice things like no sleep
I keep a library of lyrics on microfiche
Creating concepts so deep, niggaz quote me
They rewind and interpret my rhymes to they homies
I did things beyond your flows, eons ago
It's inevitable in ninety-eight I'ma blow
Ever since eighty-four, I've been in it to win it
But see back then we used to battle by spinnin on the ce-ment
You can't even absorb the rhymes I record
or resolve the deep laws of the physics involved
I travel to the end of the universe and beyond
Parsecs, out of range from a cellular StarTec
From the galaxy of Andromeda; I puzzle niggaz
like crop circles and other unexplained phenomena

[Chorus: Canibus]
Aiyyo, nine out of ten of these rap artists is garbage
"G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded"
You spineless, rhymeless, niggaz is heartless
"Get re-Get re-Get retarded"
Aiyyo, I came to see that hip-hop is never tarnished
"G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded"
So I [echoes]
"I, want, to.."
"G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded"

[Canibus]
Aiyyo, all I really want is you niggaz to stop bitin
All I really want is you niggaz to start writin
All I really want is you niggaz to be original
and start spittin some lyrical shit that I can listen to
You haven't written the perfect rhyme yet
You don't even know the sequences to the Human Genome Project
You haven't come to terms with your God yet
And you refuse to believe in Unidentified Flyin Objects
When I bomb shit, I get retarded; probably more than you bargained
I'm talkin about rippin mic off your arm shit
Hype shit, blow up a mic shit, you might get
beat the fuck up in broad daylight with a nighstick
To the British, I'm Ghandi
To the Japanese I'm an American pilot flyin over Nagasaki
To the AIDS patient I'm your last antibody
Sittin and waitin for a cure from modern biology

[Chorus]

[Canibus]
Yo I be lookin directly into the human eye to see if you pussy
And completely ruin your ability to lie to me
I pull a nine on a bully, cock back the cannon
God damnit, I don't think you fully understand it
Ask nine out of ten niggaz on the planet
who the best is, the question'll go unanswered
til I step up, to the front line with rhymes
Revin my engines like they were powered by Lemans
Murderin niggaz with lyrics manufactured within
my DNA's double-helix, I leave you in troubled spirits
I'm absolutely the purest, breed of MC
from the United States of America to Europe I deserve it
However you wanna word it, I'm perfect
Touch my microphone on accident and get murdered on purpose
Motherfucker!
"I, want, to.."
"G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded"

[Chorus]

"G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded"
"Get re-Get re-Get retarded"
"G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded"
"G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded"

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Get Retarded – DJ Kay Slay Testo della canzone

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Get Retarded – DJ Kay Slay

[Jim Jones:]
Uhh, okay, y'all know what this is
Jim Capo nigga, we back on this motherfucker
Drama King, drama game, bird caine
DipSet, Diplomat - y'all know what it is
Exclusive nigga, for the streets
Harlem, stand up, Eastside representers
You know what it is, check it

Passed my hood throwin weed out the window
Half my hood they be out the window
Tell KaySlay throw the key out the window
I parked in front so I can see out the window
Get inside of the ride, 20 inches piped in the side
So I cypher some eyes, hell yeah like bikers we ride
Better yet like pilots we fly
Trust me you be flyin all high
Like a bunch of birds and we dump the birds
And we bump the birds but "mums" the word
Word, word - man bird gang
I thought you heard mayne
But hold on holmes, I be rollin stones
Rocked up like a rollin stone
Blocked up and I hold the chrome
Pop up I will blow up homes, DipSet, he know it's on
Yeah, it ain't even fair
I'll squeeze a flare, I'll leave him there
Just bleedin there, no breathin air
Just leave him there 'til police get there
Whoo! That's my kind of work
Fucked up buletproof liner shirt
Then we grind the work, all kind of work
We watch po-po, they tryin alerts
Fuck that dough, they dyin of thirst
Huh, so we cop it and fry it
Chop and divide it, toppers supply it
Yeah - hit the block and he try it
Yeah - watch the cops when they eye us
Yeah - you know our block starts riots

[Jim Jones, Juelz Santana:]
If it's drama we can start it
Start the drama, get retarded
Grab the llama, load the cartridge
Turn yo' ass into a target

If it's drama we gon' start it
If it's problems we gon' solve it
Big revolvers, you the target
Load the hammers, load the cartridge

If it's drama we can start it
Start the drama, get retarded
Grab the llama, load the cartridge
Turn yo' ass into a target

If it's drama we gon' start it
If it's problems we gon' solve it
Big revolvers, you the target
Load the hammers, load the cartridge

[Juelz Santana:]
I pop hoes and greet ya, nachoes and cheese ya
Send vatos, choppos and gablones to meet ya
They pop yo' top slow, pa blow and leave ya
I got dough, papo or chop low flaminga
I got hoes, papo that lock load the finger
So all the broads now all across town
All aboard now, let's all get all down
Yeah, on the floor now, lower your drawer down
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah - I know you thir-STY!
I'm a gorilla case, Harlem's my villa place
Nigga what, nigga wait - get it what, get it straight
Nigga, get it fucked, get the eight
Get it up, in your face
Yeah, nigga what, nigga HEY!
That's how my peeps roll, that's how the streets go
That's street code, G roll, we KNOW!
Man, the boy gets busy, that's for sure fo' sheezy
The boy the busiest, all the rizzy of RAP!

[Jim Jones, Juelz Santana:]
If it's drama we can start it
Start the drama, get retarded
Grab the llama, load the cartridge
Turn yo' ass into a target

If it's drama we gon' start it
If it's problems we gon' solve it
Big revolvers, you the target
Load the hammers, load the cartridge

If it's drama we can start it
Start the drama, get retarded
Grab the llama, load the cartridge
Turn yo' ass into a target

If it's drama we gon' start it
If it's problems we gon' solve it
Big revolvers, you the target
Load the hammers, load the cartridge

[Twista:]
I gotta cock and load, finna pop these hoes
Kill a m otherfucker let the Glocks explode
Come up on a corner servin rocks and blows
Get the millimeter gotta rock and roll
Gotta hit him with the heaters in the heart
And I hurt him with the hollows every time I heard he come around here
If you don't want the drama get up off the tip
I'll be the only motherfucker servin dubs and the pounds here
It ain't shit for me to throw them thangs
If a nigga try to go inside, I come breakin him off
Catch you slippin with the shiny rings
And ain't no need for you to get dramatic on takin 'em off
Catch him open when I'm kickin in the do'
Shoot up on the ceiling then I get him on the flo'
Take yo' cash, take yo' dro
Mac-11 rugers and a forty-fo'
Get your killers, you better go get your gangstas
Better go get your hustlers, better go get your riders
Better go get your - motherfuckers that'll handle that biz
Kill a nigga even if they gotta do a bid
Dress up like chicken when I pull you with a wig
Take away your mothers and they kidnapped kids
Shoot at us then it's tit for tat
We the niggas that be known to hit a lick for scratch
Makin money puttin workers on the tit with packs
Don't want no drama with the honorary Diplomat
I got a - Desert Eagle and a pocket full of shells
Opposition hangin on a tip, make confetti galore
Thinkin I'mma let they pockets swell
It's murder when I'm fillin up the clip and I'm ready for war
Goin through bodies and drillin the wall
Dead 'em so quick then you be feelin the fall
I'm makin sure that my enemy blood's fillin the halls
When the Twista got static, I'll be killin them all
Cause that's drama mayne...

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Get Rhythm – Johnny Cash Testo della canzone

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Get Rhythm – Johnny Cash

Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones
Put taps on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues

A Little shoeshine boy never gets low down
But he's got the dirtiest job in town
Bendin' low at the peoples' feet
On the windy corner of the dirty street
Well, I asked him while he shined my shoes
How'd he keep from gettin' the blues
He grinned as he raised his little head
Popped a shoeshine rag and then he said

Get rhythm when you get the blues
Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues
A jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine
It'll shake all the trouble from your worried mind
Get rhythm when you get the blues

Get rhythm when you get the blues
Come on , get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones
Put taps on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues

Well, I sat down to listen to the shoeshine boy
And I thought I was gonna jump for joy
Slapped on the shoe polish left and right
He took a shoeshine rag and he held it tight
He stopped once to wipe the sweat away
I said you're a mighty little boy to be-a workin' that way
He said I like it with a big wide grin
Kept on a poppin' and he said again

Get rhythm when you get the blues
Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues
It only costs a dime, just a nickel a shoe
Does a million dollars worth of good for you
Get rhythm when you get the blues

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Get Rid Of Him Feat Dionne Warwick – Testo della canzone

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Get Rid Of Him – Feat Dionne Warwick

We are your friends
And we got some good advice
Before you let him break your heart
You'd better think twice
He is the one who'll tease your cryin'
He's only out to break your heart
Him with his cheatin' and he's lyin'
He's gonna rip your dreams apart

But I love him
And there's nothing I can do
(Get rid of him) Uh-uh
(Get rid of him) Oh, no
(Do you mean to say you're still consider him?) Ah-ha

When you tell me that he's lazy
(Get rid of him)
You're just sayin' the things I know
(Get rid of him)
You'd better tell me that I'm crazy
(Get rid of him)
But I'll never let him go

He will hurt you
And he'll break your heart in two
(Get rid of him) Uh-uh
(Get rid of him) Oh, no
(Do you mean to say you're still consider him?) Ah-ha

(Get rid of him)
(Get rid of him)
(Get rid of him)

Oh, but I love him
And there's nothing I can do
(Get rid of him) Uh-uh
(Get rid of him) Oh, no
(Do you really mean to say that you can still go on this way?)

(Get rid of him) No
(Get rid of him) Oh, no
(Get rid of him) Uh-uh
(Get rid of him)

I know he's out to break my heart
And he'll rip my dreams apart
But I love that fella so
And I'll never let him go

(Get rid of him) Oh, no
(Get rid of him) Oh, no
(Get rid of him) No
[fade]

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Get Rid Of Him – Dionne Warwick Testo della canzone

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Get Rid Of Him – Dionne Warwick

We are your friends
And we got some good advice
Before you let him break your heart
You'd better think twice
He is the one who'll tease your cryin'
He's only out to break your heart
Him with his cheatin' and he's lyin'
He's gonna rip your dreams apart

But I love him
And there's nothing I can do
(Get rid of him) Uh-uh
(Get rid of him) Oh, no
(Do you mean to say you're still consider him?) Ah-ha

When you tell me that he's lazy
(Get rid of him)
You're just sayin' the things I know
(Get rid of him)
You'd better tell me that I'm crazy
(Get rid of him)
But I'll never let him go

He will hurt you
And he'll break your heart in two
(Get rid of him) Uh-uh
(Get rid of him) Oh, no
(Do you mean to say you're still consider him?) Ah-ha

(Get rid of him)
(Get rid of him)
(Get rid of him)

Oh, but I love him
And there's nothing I can do
(Get rid of him) Uh-uh
(Get rid of him) Oh, no
(Do you really mean to say that you can still go on this way?)

(Get rid of him) No
(Get rid of him) Oh, no
(Get rid of him) Uh-uh
(Get rid of him)

I know he's out to break my heart
And he'll rip my dreams apart
But I love that fella so
And I'll never let him go

(Get rid of him) Oh, no
(Get rid of him) Oh, no
(Get rid of him) No
[fade]

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Get Rid Of That Girl – The Donnas Testo della canzone

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Get Rid Of That Girl – The Donnas

See that boy he looks so fine
But he's got a girlfriend my oh my
Go Go Go
I'm gonna hit her in the head
I'm gonna knock her down
I'm gonna drag her by the hair all over town
I'm gonna get get get get rid of that girl
I'm gonna get get get get rid of that girl
I'm gonna get get get get rid of that girl tonight

Her hair's so blond and her nails' so long
So I put my Mabelines' record on
Kill Kill Kill

I'm gonna drag her ass down to my car
I'm gonna use an axe like Madame Defarge
I'm gonna get get get get rid of that girl
I'm gonna get get get get rid of that girl
I'm gonna get get get get rid of that girl tonight

Every time I see him he's with she
Gonna make her legs all wobbly
I can't wait to punch her in the teeth
Then that boy will be all for me

So when we pass her house on the way to school
He'll no longer say how she's so cool to me

Get rid of that girl
Get rid of that girl

See that boy he looks so fine
But he's got a girlfriend my oh my

KILL KILL KILL

I'm gonna hit her in the head
I'm gonna knock her down
I'm gonna drag her by the hair all over town
I'm gonna get get get get rid of that girl
I'm gonna get get get get rid of that girl
I'm gonna get get get get rid of that girl tonight

Get rid of that girl... get rid of that girl.. get rid of that girl!

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Get Right – B.o.B Testo della canzone

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Get Right – B.o.B

[Intro: B.o.B]
Man, I'm 'bout to get right
Man, I'm 'bout to get right
Trip, trip, dead light

[Hook: Mike Fresh x8]
Everybody, get right
I'm 'bout to get right

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Yeah, J, I'm 'bout to get right
Yeah I'm 'bout to twist off, I'm 'bout to lift off, I'm 'bout to take flight
Flyin' with the brakes off so don't blow my buzz and don't kill my vibe
And you ask me is this the way I feel or is it still just a high
There goes my imagination again
There goes my thoughts, away with the wind
There's no medication as amazing as this
Your favorite fragrance, your favorite spliff
As real as they come, for niggas like us
Where days where the fakers get fake as they get
We take us a hit
We just be coolin', you lookin' anxious as shit
I know they see me, doin' my thang
I go too many places to trip
This shit I'm on, this shit so strong
You could take 20 vacations per hit
Man, ain't nobody as faded as this
Man, ain't no life as outrageous as this
And I would pull out my resume
But it's too many pages to flip

[Hook: Mike Fresh x8]

[Verse 2: Mike Fresh]
Everybody's got advice
Everybody need what they need to get right
I won't judge you, so don't judge me
When you see me cranberry moonwalkin' my Sprite, all right
Fuckin' with [?], you smokin' the best dope
You been workin' all day, it's time to let go
So what, we high? So what, we drunk?
And if we run out, it's nothin' to get more
Livin' my life one day at a time
Tryna get right one play at a time
You never can predict what I'm gonna do next, No Genre
I ain't finna stray off in a line
If I had it my way, I'd ball everyday
Hit the mall everyday
Go through 100K, and put it all in the safe
What the hell a celebration for?
Drinkin' moonshine out a mason jar
Patron margaritas, pretty señoritas
Bringing me everything I need like, "Si Señor"
You could pull up to the kick back
But you better have a six pack or somethin'
You don't wanna be the one empty handed
When everybody ask, "Where the liq at?"
Get right

[Hook: Mike Fresh x8]

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Get Right – Big K.R.I.T. Testo della canzone

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Get Right – Big K.R.I.T.

[Chorus]
OK, ay this is just an anthem for the players
Top notch boppers and the pimps with the gators
Roller skaters, smoked out elevators
Drank sipping, paint flipping congregators
Let's get right, let's get right
Let's get right, let's get right
All night, all night
All night, party like it's 1999

[Big K.R.I.T.]
One two, one two, one two, I got plenty
Breaking hoes, four in the morning, ain't many
Player, player play on, roller skate on
I get my chase on for something to take home, now who you waiting on?
Uh, freaking with me she got beat
till she shook and went to sleep, you think she don't cheat
She sucking and she fucking cause she love the way I spit it
I know she only want me for my dick, but I can dig it
I dig her, there's none iller, kinda killer
like Jack the Ripper, that's way before I drink the liquor
My moves are major, can't do no favors
for chickens with cruel intentions of laying eggs to get to my paper
Plenty pimping, nah I ain't tricking, ain't never slipping
Hella lifted when we piffing, stuck to the ceiling
You smell the vapors when we roll by
So crack a seal, pour up and get right

[Chorus]

[Big K.R.I.T.]
Back up, back up cause it's on, break of dawn
Popping tops, taking shots, vibing to the early morn
I ain't tripping if I make it home, tryna bone
Taking pictures of bad bitches and save 'em in my phone
B.B. in me on the late night, take flight
on my base pipes, searching for jaws like Great Whites
Ain't that some shit? Yeah, that's some shit
You claimed that was your girl, but why she all up on my tip?
No need to buck cause you get fucked up in this party
Chiggity-check yourself before I finish what you started
Get retarded, hella stupid in the mix
Line 'em up, knock 'em down, dominoes in this bitch
Drink ain't free, drink on me, store run
Gotta take my whip cause yo' tank on E
It's all good, I got a little dough to blow
Buy a case of Ol' E' and some blunts to roll

[Chorus]

[Big K.R.I.T. - singing]
OK, I'm feeling good, drink got me feeling fine
Doing what a player does, smoking just to ease my mind
Forever getting on, riding chrome
Bopping-ass broads won't leave me alone
I said these bopping-ass broads won't leave me alone
All day, all night, I can't be faded
Too cold on hoes, they ain't for saving
Get right, get gold, feel like we made it
How could you hate? Congratulate

[Chorus]

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Get Right – Bubba Sparxxx Testo della canzone

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Get Right – Bubba Sparxxx

[Bubba Sparxxx]
Get your ass up.. get your ass up.. get your ass up..

I hear your car keys jinglin, go 'head and crank it up
Spent a thousand on the liquor but tonight it ain't enough
Cause this town is full of drankers and they all hang with us
Grabbed Betty by the arm, told her man, "Stay in touch"
We takin this one all the way from Athens to Virginia
Hit Timmy for a hundred - that's the last one I'ma lend ya
Ol' girl wanna kick it but she not on my agenda
Did I ever love her? Well, not that I remember
Twerk that, work that, Betty where your purse at?
Snatch daddy's credit cards, here take his shirt back
Where the hell my car at, does anybody know?
If it ain't back in five, everybody gotta go
Ah to hell with it, y'all keep that little Honda
I'm waitin on some Beams from this bitch named Yolanda
Y'all lookin all tired shit I'm just wakin up
By the way when you get up out my bed, make it up

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
[T] Boy take that shot
[B] I'll take that shot
[T] Girl hit tonight
[B] I'll hit tonight
[T] Boy crank this spot
[B] I'll crank this spot
[T] Girl get me right
[B] I'll get you right

[Bubba Sparxxx]
Aight, get your ass out my bed I'm through playin
You wanna stay the night - what the hell is you sayin?
I ain't tryin to come across to you as inconsiderate
But momma always said if you don't love it then get rid of it
Besides, I got thirty dogs waitin in the yard
They gotta eat too girl, don't make it hard
I'm kinda difficult to understand at first contact
Offered you a beer, don't be expectin much beyond that
Aww shit, y'all quit, I'm winnin
Drownin in a pool of alcohol and I'm swimmin
You wanna play with me but can't last nine innings
Since you wanna chase, what you like, lime, lemon?
I'll make an open challenge tot his whole industry
We can do it with tequila, bourbon gin or Hennessy
Have you butt naked pukin in a purple limousine
I ain't doin shit but drankin do some rappin in between

[Chorus]

[Timbaland]
We lit tonight (ain't we)
She gettin right (ain't she)
We ain't gon' stop (is we)
Until we all (dizzy)

[Bubba Sparxxx]
I walked in like a star and I ain't even with Timmy
Stop bein hard, baby girl I give plenty
I seem like a prick cause I got some shit in me
Grab your long johns, boy it's gettin a bit windy
You really wanna know the secret to this white pimpin?
Though I might love 'em, I don't really like women
New the next day and finally the night ended
Lookin back on it that shit was quite splendid

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

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Get Right – Jimmy Eat World Testo della canzone

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Get Right – Jimmy Eat World

Hands will take their place
Far from intentions made
Disguised as patience, time gets wasted
Now is for the now, so get loud

I'm, I'm destination addicted
I just gotta be some place else
Never good time, never feel the space to get it right
Get right

Hands will find their way
To eyes inches from my face
My heart gets beating, I drink freely
How to hold it down, hold it down?

I'm, I'm destination addicted
I just gotta be some place else
Never good time, never feel the space to get it right
Get right

Okay, okay, enough
Let me explain
Okay, okay, get up
Get on with it
Maybe if I stand up straight
One small thing I can change
Maybe if I, maybe If I, maybe I

I'm, I'm destination addicted
I just gotta be some place else
Never good time, never feel the space to get it right
Get right

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Get Right With Me – Depeche Mode Testo della canzone

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Get Right With Me – Depeche Mode

I will have faith in man
That is hard to understand
Show some humility
You have the ability
Get right with me

Friends, if you've lost your way
You will find it again some day
Come down from your pedestals
And open your mouths that's all
Get right with me

Life is such a short thing
That I cannot comprehend
But if this life were a bought thing
There are ways I know we'd mend

People, take my advice
Already told you once, once or twice
Don't waste your energy
Making apologies
Get right with me

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Get Some – Blackjack Billy Testo della canzone

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Get Some – Blackjack Billy

Aww get some, get some...

Hey girl, you're under my skin
The way you move ought to be a sin
That pretty thing got me all worked up
Breakin' it down and kickin' up dust

And all these boys love watchin' you move
You're a crazy train just doing your thing
Like there's no one in the room

Hey honey, shakin' that money maker,
Go on and get some, get some
Hey, workin' what the good Lord gave you
Come on get some, get some
Baby all I wanna do
Is get to you mama, gotta get some of you

Damn girl, look at you go
Your dance-hall rodeo
And I'd love to shake it with you
But I don't wanna lose this view

And my oh my, sugar, look what you've done
I'm hot like a junebug in July,
Just watchin' you get some

Hey honey, shakin' that money maker,
Go on and get some, get some
Hey, workin' what the good Lord gave you
Come on get some, get some
Baby all I wanna do
Is get to you mama, gotta get some of you
Yeah I gotta get some of you

Sweet thing, if I could just get you home
Well I'd cut you loose in the living room
And crank up the radio (crank up the radio)
And sit back and watch you go (lay back and watch you go)

Hey honey, shakin' that money maker,
Go on and get some, get some
Hey, workin' what the good Lord gave you
Come on get some, get some
Baby all I wanna do
Is get in your groove girl, watchin' you move
Gotta get to you mama, gotta get some of you
Yeah girl, I've gotta get some of you

I said
Hey honey, shakin' that money maker
Hey honey, shakin' that money maker
Yeah I love oh, watching you, girl
Workin' what the good Lord gave you
Hey honey, shakin' that money maker
Get some

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Get Some – Chevelle Testo della canzone

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Get Some – Chevelle

I tried an idea for no reason
Keep the sun off our shoulders
Crawling back to

[Chorus]
A black out
Touching new life
Face down
Set the pace again

The drive the idea still existing
Sat and shuddered broke the pattern
Falling inward
In and down up and out
Let it go follow way back
Call it off any day anyway
Make you feel this
A black out
Touching new life
Face down
Set the pace again
[bridge]
Don't take the fall
We'd hate to see
That's entertainment
Get some
Eyes on the goal
Last one to get
Is passed over looked over
Never rehearse
They've spiked the water
It's in the blood
Get some
We've underestimated
How can I
Get some
How can I [x3]
Get some
[outro]
A blackout
Could this be the one

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Get Some Freedom – Big Data Testo della canzone

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Get Some Freedom – Big Data

You want it all, I understand.
Gimme the details and take my hand.
I think it’s time for a new adoption.
Just get in line, baby, we’ve got options.

Someone to like you.
Something to wear.
Somebody to believe you’re with
Everyone everywhere.
It’s a condition, and that’s my business.
You’ve got suspicions, but I’ve got promise.

Get. Some. Freedom.
Whatever you want, together we’re in formation.
Just. Like. Everyone.
All of it now, swallow it down.

You’re under order. You’re my recruit.
I’ll show you how to execute.
I want the willing without the reason.
We’ll make a killing on the final season.

Get. Some. Freedom.
Whatever you want, together we’re in formation.
Just. Like. Everyone.
All of it now, swallow it down.

Get some.
Get get some.
Get some.
Get some freedom.

Get. Some. Freedom.
Whatever you want, together we’re in formation.
Just. Like. Everyone.
All of it now, swallow it down.

Get. Some. Freedom.
Whatever you want, together we’re in formation.
Just. Like. Everyone.
All of it now, swallow it down.

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Get Some Sleep – Bic Runga Testo della canzone

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Get Some Sleep – Bic Runga

From here to there to everywhere
And back to Union Square
Where do I get some sleep?
Anywhere the sleep dust lies
It decorates your eyes
Where do I get some sleep?

Stranded in June
Whistling the same old tune
But I do believe I might be having fun
I believe I might be having fun
Impeccably dressed in your second hand vest
We were waiting for the taxi to come

Putting on my daytime eyes
A good enough disguise
Until I get some sleep
Reading out the horoscopes
And using up our jokes
When do we get to sleep?

Stand on the moon
Find the light of my living room
Yes I do believe I might be having fun
I believe I might be having fun
Tune into the station
Make a dedication
This is going out to everyone

This is going out to everyone
This is going out to everyone
Something in the phrasing was quietly amazing
We were waiting for the chorus to come
This is going out to everyone
This is going out to everyone

From here to there to everywhere
And back to union square
Where do I get some sleep?
Anywhere the sleep dust lies
It decorates your eyes
When do I get some sleep?

Stranded in June
Whistling the same old tune
Yes I do believe I might be having fun
I believe I might be having fun
Tune into the station
Make a dedication
This is going out to everyone
This is going out to everyone
This is going out to everyone
This is going out to everyone
Going out to everyone
This is going out to everyone

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Get Somebody – Da Brat Testo della canzone

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Get Somebody – Da Brat

Damn, I let my guard down, that's fucked up
I let yo' ass in when I shoulda kept you locked out
But it's all gravy, it happen to all of us, you know?
You get hurt, you hurt back, you reap what you sow

In the beginning when I met you
I didn't mean to be rude but I had to sweat you
'Cause you had me wet, ooh, I couldn't let you get away
'Cause then, when will I see you again another day
Your face was all I needed to see on a daily basis
And my heart in your hands would make it all gravy

But I was mistaken highly, you slid shit right by me
Bein' deceitful and hiding, keepin' secrets
But still keepin' me smilin', invitin' hoes to your party
Lord knows, I don't wanna get started, I'ma hurt somebody
Regardless I'ma love you for what we been through
But keepin' you is somethin' I can't do

If you get somebody, not just anybody
Get somebody who's gon' love you like nobody
Get somebody, don't tell everybody
'Cause somebody gon' try to crash yo' party

If you get somebody, not just anybody
Get somebody who's gon' love you like nobody
Get somebody, don't tell everybody
'Cause somebody gon' try to crash yo' party

As much as I miss ya, I can't get wit' cha
We painted a perfect picture
But I can see clearer now that the rain is gone
But the pains still come on strong
Every so often I get discombobulated

Call in Miss Cleo to see what the tarot cards are sayin'
Hopin' that she know how to help a bitch out or suttin'
Give me your lucky number to come up on motherfuckers
That keep frontin', I'm no fool, you only get one strike here
Blew it, so I won't be right here
The best friend you claimed that you ever had is gone
And it happened because you left me alone

Sing a song for me

If you get somebody, not just anybody
Get somebody who's gon' love you like nobody
Get somebody, don't tell everybody
'Cause somebody gon' try to crash yo' party

If you get somebody, not just anybody
Get somebody who's gon' love you like nobody
Get somebody, don't tell everybody
'Cause somebody gon' try to crash yo' party

An' now that it's over that predicament taught me
To be a soldier an' stay at attention
Fold my collar up an' pop it an' keep hollarin'
At the rich niggaz with deep pockets that keep me goin' shoppin'

I'm better now than ever now
You never found somebody quite like me to stay down
Whatever is meant to be, be that
And whoever is sent to me, be crashed

If you get somebody, not just anybody
Get somebody who's gon' love you like nobody
Get somebody, don't tell everybody
'Cause somebody gon' try to crash yo' party

If you get somebody, not just anybody
Get somebody who's gon' love you like nobody
Get somebody, don't tell everybody
'Cause somebody gon' try to crash yo' party

Check it out, no matter what you do
You cant let 'em crash your party
Get you somebody that's gonna
Lad dee da dee who came to party

If you get somebody, not just anybody
If you get somebody, not just anybody

If you get somebody, not just anybody
Get somebody who's gon' love you like nobody
Get somebody, don't tell everybody
'Cause somebody gon' try to crash yo' party

If you get somebody, not just anybody
Get somebody who's gon' love you like nobody
Get somebody, don't tell everybody
'Cause somebody gon' try to crash yo' party

If you get somebody, not just anybody
Get somebody who's gon' love you like nobody
Get somebody, don't tell everybody
'Cause somebody gon' try to crash yo' party

If you get somebody, not just anybody
Get somebody who's gon' love you like nobody
Get somebody, don't tell everybody
'Cause somebody gon' try to crash yo' party

Get somebody, not just anybody
Get somebody, love you like nobody
Get somebody, don't tell everybody
Get somebody, get you somebody

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Get Somewhere Feat Dirty Heads – Testo della canzone

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Get Somewhere – Feat Dirty Heads

Sometimes I feel as if I'm out here all alone
yeah that's okay, most the time I don't know where I'm going
When I get there yeah I know I'm gon' feel right at home
Yeah no more verses, no more cursing at my telephone

I hear 'em callin', I hear 'em callin' yeah
But I ain't hearin' it, I'm out here tryna take it slow
But I ain't stoppin', no I ain't stoppin' yeah
Cause I ain't got the time, yea I got somewhere else to go

And I'm just tryna get somewhere
Get somewhere, get somewhere
Yeah I'm just tryna get somewhere
Get somewhere, get somewhere

When I get there I'm gonna ditch these clothes
No more suits and ties, only real people
When the time is right and the sun is low
I'm gonna let you know, I'm gonna let you know

When I get there I'm gonna ditch these clothes
Gonna trade 'em in for a cloud of smoke
Leave 'em in the sand, let my worries go
And then I'll let you know, oh yeah I'll let you know

Yeah
Okay, okay, okay, I think I need a change of pace
Okay, okay, okay, I think I need a change of place
Cause the shit is gettin' silly
The shit is gonna kill me
Wanna run just like Achilles
Need a new City, need some new titties
You and you, come unzip me
Build a new temple, come with me
Evidently, it's simple
Get a little hippy chick
Have some little hippy kids
Find 'em snortin' pixy sticks
If that's the life you wanna live
Well go outside and make it then

I hear 'em callin', I hear 'em callin' yeah
But I ain't hearin' it, I'm out here tryna take it slow
But I ain't stoppin', I ain't stoppin' yeah
Cause I ain't got the time, yea I got somewhere else to go

And I'm just tryna get somewhere
Get somewhere, get somewhere
Yeah I'm just tryna get somewhere
Get somewhere, get somewhere

When I get there I'm gonna ditch these clothes
No more suits and ties, only real people
When the time is right and the sun is low
I'm gonna let you know, I'm gonna let you know

When I get there I'm gonna ditch these clothes
Gonna trade 'em in for a cloud of smoke
Leave 'em in the sand, let my worries go
And then I'll let you know, oh yeah I'll let you know

Seven in the morning
In this world there's nowhere that I gotta be
Palm leaves as my awning
Gettin' high, Shangri-La, now I'm livin' free

Seven in the morning
Layin' down with my girl in the canopy
Palm leaves as my awning
Gettin' high, Shangri-La, now I'm livin' free

When I get there I'm gonna ditch these clothes
No more suits and ties, only real people
When the time is right and the sun is low
I'm gonna let you know, I'm gonna let you know

When I get there I'm gonna ditch these clothes
Gonna trade 'em in for a cloud of smoke
Leave 'em in the sand, let my worries go
And then I'll let you know, oh yeah I'll let you know

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Get Somewhere – Dirty Heads Testo della canzone

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Get Somewhere – Dirty Heads

Sometimes I feel as if I'm out here all alone
yeah that's okay, most the time I don't know where I'm going
When I get there yeah I know I'm gon' feel right at home
Yeah no more verses, no more cursing at my telephone

I hear 'em callin', I hear 'em callin' yeah
But I ain't hearin' it, I'm out here tryna take it slow
But I ain't stoppin', no I ain't stoppin' yeah
Cause I ain't got the time, yea I got somewhere else to go

And I'm just tryna get somewhere
Get somewhere, get somewhere
Yeah I'm just tryna get somewhere
Get somewhere, get somewhere

When I get there I'm gonna ditch these clothes
No more suits and ties, only real people
When the time is right and the sun is low
I'm gonna let you know, I'm gonna let you know

When I get there I'm gonna ditch these clothes
Gonna trade 'em in for a cloud of smoke
Leave 'em in the sand, let my worries go
And then I'll let you know, oh yeah I'll let you know

Yeah
Okay, okay, okay, I think I need a change of pace
Okay, okay, okay, I think I need a change of place
Cause the shit is gettin' silly
The shit is gonna kill me
Wanna run just like Achilles
Need a new City, need some new titties
You and you, come unzip me
Build a new temple, come with me
Evidently, it's simple
Get a little hippy chick
Have some little hippy kids
Find 'em snortin' pixy sticks
If that's the life you wanna live
Well go outside and make it then

I hear 'em callin', I hear 'em callin' yeah
But I ain't hearin' it, I'm out here tryna take it slow
But I ain't stoppin', I ain't stoppin' yeah
Cause I ain't got the time, yea I got somewhere else to go

And I'm just tryna get somewhere
Get somewhere, get somewhere
Yeah I'm just tryna get somewhere
Get somewhere, get somewhere

When I get there I'm gonna ditch these clothes
No more suits and ties, only real people
When the time is right and the sun is low
I'm gonna let you know, I'm gonna let you know

When I get there I'm gonna ditch these clothes
Gonna trade 'em in for a cloud of smoke
Leave 'em in the sand, let my worries go
And then I'll let you know, oh yeah I'll let you know

Seven in the morning
In this world there's nowhere that I gotta be
Palm leaves as my awning
Gettin' high, Shangri-La, now I'm livin' free

Seven in the morning
Layin' down with my girl in the canopy
Palm leaves as my awning
Gettin' high, Shangri-La, now I'm livin' free

When I get there I'm gonna ditch these clothes
No more suits and ties, only real people
When the time is right and the sun is low
I'm gonna let you know, I'm gonna let you know

When I get there I'm gonna ditch these clothes
Gonna trade 'em in for a cloud of smoke
Leave 'em in the sand, let my worries go
And then I'll let you know, oh yeah I'll let you know

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Get Stupid – Aston Merrygold Testo della canzone

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Get Stupid – Aston Merrygold

Don't bring that bad day with ya,
Leave it at the door.
It's a cold blooded killer,
Take it out for sure.
Take a look at it nine to five,
That's what we gon' do.

Let's not complicate it,
Trouble making
What's the point if you can't celebrate?
Let the good times multiply,
Just me and you, yeah.

Gonna tell ya now,
Let me tell ya now,
Let me tell ya now.
Wow!

Here's an invitation to the whole wide world,
From your brother to your sister to your best friend's girl,
Can't excuse it,
No excuses,
Everybody get stupid.
Unpredictable erratic,
Never stuck in static,
Once you get it then you won't let go.
Don't call it foolish,
I say it's coolish,
Everybody get stupid.

MJ thriller,
Outta control,
Keep 'em guessing like Riddler,
Edward Nigma.
But it's not that hard to find,
It's all about you.

Let's not complicate it,
Trouble making
What's the point if you can't celebrate?
Let the good times multiply,
Just me and you, yeah.

Gonna tell ya now,
Let me tell ya now,
Let me tell ya now.
Wow.

Here's an invitation to the whole wide world,
From your brother to your sister to your best friend's girl,
Can't excuse it,
No excuses,
Everybody get stupid.
Unpredictable erratic,
Never stuck in static,
Once you get it then you won't let go.
Don't call it foolish,
I say it's coolish,
Everybody get stupid.

If you got money in your pocket,
It don't mean nothing,
If you ain't where it is.
If you ain't where it is.
If you ain't got a mister,
I'll dance with ya 'til it's late,
Let 'em in,
'Til it's late let 'em in.
'Til it's late
Oh 'til it's late
'Til it's late

Here's an invitation to the whole wide world,
From your brother to your sister to your best friend's girl,
Can't excuse it,
No excuses,
Everybody get stupid.
Unpredictable erratic,
Never stuck in static,
Once you get it then you won't let go.
Don't call it foolish,
I say it's coolish,
Everybody get stupid
Everybody get stupid

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Get Stupid – bülow Testo della canzone

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Get Stupid – bülow

I'm in a, a sea of people, wonderin' if the floor might cave in
I can feel the subs shakin' the apartment
Friends of friends are callin' friends who weren't invited
Half the room is brain-dead on some fuckin' island

BYOB, bring your own booze
DIY bongs in the bathroom
She shotgun kissin' the frat boy in the bathtub
He bad news

I wanna get stupid, I wanna get dumb
Lose my inhibitions, dizzy from the drugs
I wanna get stupid, I wanna get dumb
Lose my inhibitions, but I don't trust no one
I don't trust no one

Broke a window, taped it up and hid the evidence
Think I'm gonna get evicted from my residence
Dropped my phone into the toilet and it's evident
I'm out of my element, I'm out of my element

BYOB, bring your own booze
DIY bongs in the bathroom
She shotgun kissing the frat boy in the bathtub
He bad news

I wanna get stupid, I wanna get dumb
Lose my inhibitions, dizzy from the drugs
I wanna get stupid, I wanna get dumb
Lose my inhibitions, but I don't trust no one
I don't trust no one

(I don't trust no one)
(I don't trust no one)

I spy with my little eye
Look to my left, look to my right
Somebody sneaking by the sink
Puttin' anonymous into my drink
Yeah, I don't trust no one
Yeah, I don't trust no-

I wanna get stupid, I wanna get dumb
Lose my inhibitions, dizzy from the drugs
I wanna get stupid, I wanna get dumb
(Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb)
Lose my inhibitions, but I don't trust no one
I don't trust no one

(I don't trust no one)
D-d-d-d-d-dumb

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Get Stupid – Kimberly Cole Testo della canzone

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Get Stupid – Kimberly Cole

Stupid, stupid, stupid
Stupid, stupid

I want the bottle to myself
Ain't gonna share with anyone else
So keep on coming
(Coming, coming)

I want to end up on the floor
In the bathroom stall
With my make-up running
(Running, running)

I had a bad week
People keep pissing me off
My boyfriend left me
He even took the dog

Tonight I want to be
Not myself at all
Who's with me

Let's get stupid
I, I, I, I

I want get stupid
And lose my mind

Let's get stupid
For just one ni-ni-night
Is that alri-ri-right

I want get stupid, stupid
Hey-ay, Hey-ay
Let's stupid, stupid, stupid
Hey-ay, Hey-ay
Want to get stupid, stupid, stupid
Hey-ay

For just one ni-ni-night
Is that alri-ri-right
I want get stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid

I'm taking candy from a stranger
Yup I'm ready for some danger
Slip it in my cup and I'm drinking
(Drinking, drinking)

A little self-inflicted pain
Is what helps to keep me sane
Don't give that look
I got my reasons
(I got my reasons)

I had a bad week
People keep pissing me off
He stole my identity
And ran up both my cards

Tonight I want to be
Not myself at all
Who's with me

Let's get stupid
I, I, I, I

I want get stupid
And lose my mind

Let's get stupid
For just one ni-ni-night
Is that alri-ri-right

I want get stupid, stupid
Hey-ay, Hey-ay
Let's stupid, stupid, stupid
Hey-ay, Hey-ay
Want to get stupid, stupid, stupid
Hey-ay

For just one ni-ni-night
Is that alri-ri-right
I want get stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid

It's so hard to breathe
And I keep falling down
But still I feel so free
I thinking of storming in

I just keep coming in
I'm so glad I came
I needed this tonight
I needed this tonight

Stupid, stupid
Stupid
Let's get stupid
Stupid
Let's get stupid, stupid

Let's get stupid
I, I, I, I

I want get stupid
And lose my mind

Let's get stupid
For just one ni-ni-night
Is that alri-ri-right

I want get stupid, stupid
Hey-ay, Hey-ay
Let's stupid, stupid, stupid
Hey-ay, Hey-ay
Want to get stupid, stupid, stupid
Hey-ay

For just one ni-ni-night
Is that alri-ri-right
I want get stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid

Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid
Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid

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Get That $ – Casey Veggies Testo della canzone

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Get That $ – Casey Veggies

(Awwmaan)
Get that money, light it up, tell me what's yo plan. Get that Money! [x4]
Yeah
Awwmaan [x4]

[Verse:]
Came back to the city, everything poppin'
Same girl waitin' for me, same hoes watchin'
Everything is fine nothing will stop me
Postpone college made more money
Nothing bout the pride tryna take more from me
Now I tell myself that I'll make that back
I'll take that stash I'll say that stash
Drop that soul I make that stack
Still won't hear what life is gone
It's Young CV with a capital
You won't get me spittin rapper flow
I rather show my niggas how to get the dope
At 18 I can shine the jail [what are you trying to sell]
Get mine today I ain't trying to wait only time will tell I got clientele, my mind to sell
Cocky young fly black male in a fitted cap my chick run track got to sit on my lap
Tell me where she go to school
Freak when I'm tryna tap
Tell me where the cash at right where my fingers girl [?]
Read my astrology
Tell me what you want out of me
I'm a hot commodity
Kill this shit no apologies

Get that money [x4]
Aww man [x4]
(Young veggies)

When I was younger I was easily influenced
When I got a little older I realized I was stupid
Heart got a little colder and that's how you keep moving
And that's when I found out I would get to it
I don't know man I feel like I gotta do it
For everybody around that I've influenced
She said Casey, "You lyin'", I told her "I didn't do it"
A lot of niggas say they rappin' but my shit movin'

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Get That – CES Cru Testo della canzone

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Get That – CES Cru

[Verse 1: Godemis]
I'm in a go for the gusto, plus nobody gotta beat on 'em, I'mma let y'all know
The snake and the bat are back up in the building, comin' a body every show
When I wet that flow, out of the midi, comin' to get that dough
Klick-clack bang, I'mma let that go, creppin' I step in the dough
We reppin' the KCMO, wonder what they hate me for
Could that be the way we flow, I don't really know
Keepin' it cold like eight below, fillin' my stats up just like I pro, brrack
And then back at the clones, pattern and
Sappin' and snappin' and crackin' your bones
You can be caught up in a killer city, if ever you happen to roam
Look at what happen to roam, swear to God
Everybody wanna rap now, but how could it be this way
But everybody rappin' and be rappin' ain't really got ish to say
Snappin' since back in the day, can imagine we tellin' you that we crackin' away
I don't know why this sad to believe, but believe it or not I am out of my brain
Gotta move on back on my lane, gotta prove 'em back on my game
Sackin' a bat and a chain and I get that have I carry on
Now I got snake on the plane, can it be the way we contain
I don't know I'mma go ape, and is sure is I'm able to aim
But I made it my mission, it feel like you wishes my nigga
I'm keepin' it Strange

[Hook: Ubiquitous]
And I'm comin' to get that (Dough) we get that (Buzz)
We get that (Flow) we get that (Love) we get that (Rrah)
Comin' up on my dough to Riff Raff
Heard about your pack now I'm comin' to get that (Dough)
We get that (Buzz) we get that (Flow) we get that (Love)
We get that, how come I get 'em with the sick track
Hit them with the klick-clack brrack and I'm comin' to get that
Or we can go tit for tat for syntax, huh, huh

[Verse 2: Ubiquitous]
Man, I did it for the pesos, fuck kitty cat
Brrack, now gimme that bank roll
Ludwig, Beethoven got 'em way open
And I made it for the rave yo
Uranium, I'm too dirty yate
I'm too nerdy, wait I really ain't
They show, one love to the faithful
Those who take the advantage
Of good people can stay broke
Dreamin' about HO and E
And envy man, he got bank green
Now we up in the game though
I never settled for the ramp
We ain't pedalin' a ten-speed
Don't I make it look easy?
I served up breakfast's yes
That make it look greasy
They don't like the way that put things
I don't say that we got look
When they can book Weezy
One love to the old clique
I don't hate on nobody
In the game doin' dope shit
They didn't choose that hate'll
Be the same day, that I choose
To lose my aimin' and my focus
Lookin' back at a time of my life
Of other fight ferocious
Pipe and the glow stick
Through the white and a roach clip
I trained it all in for mics
To twice the emotion
Struggle for energy is constant
Inviting any and everybody
Got enemy that wants it
I'm on my Dom Kennedy, let it be
The John Lennon to me
Forever will be conscious
Godemis and I are binded
We tell 'em all to get brrack
Hit 'em with the klick-clack
UBI in the cockpit, son of a gunner
I get it done and now I'm comin' to get

[Hook]

[Verse 3: J.L.]
JL, they said you only fail when you quit
When your grips excess it's ine-vitable, can't tell me shit
Better be the nigga with hella cheddar
But ever they said nigga that towards me
It's gonna be whatever they eat
When the see me at the award ceremonies, givin' that SO to homies
And look at the mess show, you gotta confess
That it matter don't raggin' I be givin' you none less
They hittin' you with itty b young gettin' look at checks
Keepin' it Strange and that's with a capital S
Flow get wetter, a veteran to the flesh
You could have predict that they get better, one of the best
They look at me, everybody yellin' and I'm next
I regress tookin' the palm myself to keep pressin'
Impress, keep it at a west scene and would Ces
Better note that we comin' to get it
Anybody thinking about opposing
Can get left breathless headless
Won't let 'em come between my precious
Any brrack N-A-P time, I'm at it like I got a D-E-A-D line
And top dog would it be 80 feline
80 degree weather, you'll never be mine, hater
Be know one to do me no favors
When I'm come from the jungles scared of none
Nigga my middle name is Danger
Comin' to hit 'em in the head with another banger
Got 'em scattering the murder with the remainder
All up in they mouth of a hater like a retainer
Definition of entertainers

[Hook]

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Get That Money – Far East Movement Testo della canzone

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Im'ma get that (get that) monet
Im'ma stack that dough
Gotta make it gold [X2]

Everyday I'm on my grind
Tryna get my moonlight
All the haters wanna hold me down
Gotta keep my cool on
'cause I want that paper, paper
And I got them vapors, vapors
Workd hard, play hard, right to the bank
'cause FM got that flava, flava
Throw it up if you get that money
Everybody say "yeah I run this"
I run this, I run this, yea I run this

Im'ma get that (get that) monet
Im'ma stack that dough
Gotta make it gold [X2]

My crew we hold it down
LA we hold them crown
100 miles in running
Can no one hole me down
We cahsin' dead races
Throw it up we rain makin'
The freshes on the planet
Too much swag fo' you haters

Now what mo' can I say
We sippin' LSA
Nobody do it better
Going out in the place

Im'ma get that (get that) monet
Im'ma stack that dough
Gotta make it gold [X2]

Whatchu know about my hustle
Gotta get that skrilla
So fresh I ain't gotta sell out
Yeah keep it real uh
Im'ma bought them dollar cents
Im'ma bought those Euro yens
World wide ya gotta stay fly
'cause ya boy gotta get the ens ens
Throw it up if ya get that money
Everybody say "Yeah we run this"
We run this, we run this, yea let's get that money

Im'ma get that (get that) monet
Im'ma stack that dough
Gotta make it gold [X2]

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Get That Money Birdman Feat Lil Wayne – Testo della canzone

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Get That Money – Birdman Feat Lil Wayne

[Lil Wayne:]
I know some niggas that'll merk ya for a quarter birdy
You bitch ass niggas just be lucky that the boy ain't hurtin'
I got the money to lag and I got that swagger workin'
I'm smokin' somethin' I can't pronounce behind them Phantom curtains
What is you holl'in' bitch I'm on some gangsta shit
She wanna make me dinner I tell her make me rich
You fuckin' wit' a winner but I come from a little
Ho but bet I can take that dirt and turn that shit glitter
I leave the work wit' her yeah she my baby sitter
And if I find out she stealin' for realer I'mma kill her
I'm just a money maaan so where the dollars at
[?] beat that until them flowers black
She wanna ride on this I make her ride wit' that
Her pistol in the ceilin' that's her survival pack
And do I love her nawww man I just love her spirit
Blind deaf or crazy it's money over bitches

[Hook:]
Now everybody that I know get that money baby
And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby
You get that cooked or that blow you done called a baller
If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie what'cha talkin'
[x2]

[Birdman:]
So get'cha game up take a bitch break a bitch
Strap her down wit' work and tell her don't trip take a trip
Get'cha hustle up the money's what you make of it
These niggas want it cooked and I done closed down the bakery
So stop stuntin' homie false promotin'
It ain't about what'cha makin' it's about what ya totin'
Burn him up leave him naked bring him back to his wife
The bitch ain't even cry cause he was livin' that life
These niggas think I'm slippin' cause I'm fallin' back
Bitch I got money in the walls for that
Young'n get it from the ground homie hold the hood down and
Don't make a sound if them people swing around this bitch
Do ya thang whoa' hustle try to stay low
This is for my old school G's who ain't around this bitch
But shawty they ain't fuckin' wit' pops
Let them niggas chase that pussy we gon' follow that guap... yeah

[Hook]

[Birdman:]
Fifty stacks in the garden in the backyard
Money talkin' turn a key into a crack charge
Y'all niggas ain't eatin' how we eatin' B
Fuck how we used to be now we how we need to be
If they ain't wit' us they must be against us
We shoot 'em in the head cause they act like they senseless
If you ain't gettin' bread nigga keep yo' distance
We sharks over here nigga keep on fishin'

[Lil Wayne:]
Money money money is my intuition
Money over bitches such an easy decision
Young Money money men monster militia
Hardbody these niggas boxes of tissue
That nina will kiss ya that chopper will twist ya
Them .380 snapshots now smile for the pictures
Weezy motherfuckin' Baby pay me
My 9-to-5 is overrated I'm on that grind ho

[Hook]

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Get That Paper – Bow Wow Testo della canzone

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Get That Paper – Bow Wow

HAHAHAHA
You Ready Bow
Yeah {lets go then}

Yeah [2x] (LBW)
Call me Lamborghini Moss
Ho (vroom)
6.1.4 (Columbus)
yea we say bro (yeah)
Hoping out the Hummer (ok)
Yeah them big trucks (yeah)
30 inch rims (stuntin)
Yeah I like to stunt (bow)
I can't even front (wow)
I like to ball a lot
Aint, aint
These rappers is baked like Jamie Foxx [laughing]
So cocky call em young Willie Dean man (dats me)
Man Balling on these niggas even on the off season (ok)
And they no me everwhere I go ya got low cash call that shit CB4
Oh
And when I turn 22 bitch im wildin
And all the girls say that he got game like Ray Allen (yah yah)
And my watch it all peavey
A fly nigga it aint hard to tell like Nas say (wat else)
And im the best that's what I say (yeah)
And ima champion (what)
like Kanye

Ha yup now watch know about me (uh huh yeaaah)
Cuz ima ball till I fall (what)
Get that paper (what)
Stunt on these niggas give a damn about the haters (uh huh)

[2x] Dis wat money look like (what)
Dis wat money
dis dis dis wat money look like
Shid I try to told em

Black card bow (what)
Ya heard of me bay bah (what)
And im number one (what) , Like Baron Davis (what)
And I stay fresh (wat) , dressed in the latest (wat)
Pent house suite at the win out in vegas (wat we show now Bow)
Spending outrageous (wow), Phantom Caucasian (white)
Must be doing good got everybody hatin (yeah)
Bow stay cakin (cash)
Hot like Cajun (ouch)
On the tour bus, chilling playin playstation (madden)
Shout out to Columbus I got people out in Dayton (ohio)
Play with my money I aint kiddin like Jason (wat)
Flow is amazing what is yall sayin (wat)
I don't need kid to you kno I aint playin (hum hum)

Ya yup now watch know about me (uh huh yeaaah)
Cuz ima ball till I fall (365 ima stunt on you niggas)
Get that paper (ya know what I mean )
Stunt on these niggas give a damn about a hater

Ya yup now watch know about me Yeaaah (Columbus stand up LBW get it)
Cuz ima ball till I fall (I see you Shish)
Get that paper (what up Walden wat you Heiz what up Bart)
Stunt on these niggas give a damn about a hater

[4x] Dis wat money look like (what)
Dis wat money
Dis dis dis wat money look like
Shid I try to told em

Hold up
Now break it down man
Ok uh huh
Bow
Like dat
Niggas what you use pc 6000 nigga
Slow down
Bow
Im sorry if im being rude
Let me introduce myself
They call me (whats ya name)
Lamborghini Moss (vroom)
Huh
Yeah
Yeah
And this that LBW Gang
Bow

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Get That Paper – Bow Wow Testo della canzone

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Get That Paper – Bow Wow

HAHAHAHA
You Ready Bow
Yeah {lets go then}

Yeah [2x] (LBW)
Call me Lamborghini Moss
Ho (vroom)
6.1.4 (Columbus)
yea we say bro (yeah)
Hoping out the Hummer (ok)
Yeah them big trucks (yeah)
30 inch rims (stuntin)
Yeah I like to stunt (bow)
I can't even front (wow)
I like to ball a lot
Aint, aint
These rappers is baked like Jamie Foxx [laughing]
So cocky call em young Willie Dean man (dats me)
Man Balling on these niggas even on the off season (ok)
And they no me everwhere I go ya got low cash call that shit CB4
Oh
And when I turn 22 bitch im wildin
And all the girls say that he got game like Ray Allen (yah yah)
And my watch it all peavey
A fly nigga it aint hard to tell like Nas say (wat else)
And im the best that's what I say (yeah)
And ima champion (what)
like Kanye

Ha yup now watch know about me (uh huh yeaaah)
Cuz ima ball till I fall (what)
Get that paper (what)
Stunt on these niggas give a damn about the haters (uh huh)

[2x] Dis wat money look like (what)
Dis wat money
dis dis dis wat money look like
Shid I try to told em

Black card bow (what)
Ya heard of me bay bah (what)
And im number one (what) , Like Baron Davis (what)
And I stay fresh (wat) , dressed in the latest (wat)
Pent house suite at the win out in vegas (wat we show now Bow)
Spending outrageous (wow), Phantom Caucasian (white)
Must be doing good got everybody hatin (yeah)
Bow stay cakin (cash)
Hot like Cajun (ouch)
On the tour bus, chilling playin playstation (madden)
Shout out to Columbus I got people out in Dayton (ohio)
Play with my money I aint kiddin like Jason (wat)
Flow is amazing what is yall sayin (wat)
I don't need kid to you kno I aint playin (hum hum)

Ya yup now watch know about me (uh huh yeaaah)
Cuz ima ball till I fall (365 ima stunt on you niggas)
Get that paper (ya know what I mean )
Stunt on these niggas give a damn about a hater

Ya yup now watch know about me Yeaaah (Columbus stand up LBW get it)
Cuz ima ball till I fall (I see you Shish)
Get that paper (what up Walden wat you Heiz what up Bart)
Stunt on these niggas give a damn about a hater

[4x] Dis wat money look like (what)
Dis wat money
Dis dis dis wat money look like
Shid I try to told em

Hold up
Now break it down man
Ok uh huh
Bow
Like dat
Niggas what you use pc 6000 nigga
Slow down
Bow
Im sorry if im being rude
Let me introduce myself
They call me (whats ya name)
Lamborghini Moss (vroom)
Huh
Yeah
Yeah
And this that LBW Gang
Bow

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Get That Sack – Chief Keef Testo della canzone

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Get That Sack – Chief Keef

[Hook:]
I was on my way to go and get some money
The clouds gon' red Be-fore I get some money
I'm riding in my 2 door, running from cops, I'm by my lonely
You see how I shine, boy just tell me how bad you want it
I'm like "Go and get that sack!"
Go and get that sack [x7]

You see I'm getting the cash, go get a sack, why is you mad?
I'm riding in foreign's they mad, I'm in the mansion, where you live at?
Put the guns in the bag, weed in the blunt, blunt I'm my hand
Cash up in my pants, getting the top, fucking a bitch
I'm so fly, bitch I'm so high, I got jet-lag
I walk in the store, spending the cash, flappin' them bands
Member sellin' rocks, now I'm the man, I'm on demand
Pull up to the light, fexlin' a lot, what is you in?
I'm sipin' the lean, smoking the dope, don't do the xan's
They like "Why you running so slow? On a tight rope, and how did you win?"
I tell 'em "I'm glo, I got the dope when my slow was fast"
Cookin' the swag, leave it to me, I be the man

[Hook:]
I was on my way to go and get some money
The clouds gon' red Be-fore I get some money
I'm riding in my 2 door, running from cops, I'm by my lonely
You see how I shine, boy just tell me how bad you want it
I'm like "Go and get that sack!"
Go and get that sack [x7]

Coulda bought me a boat, but I ate it, like what is you on?
I'm not driving slow, driving so fast, like where is you going?
They like, you got the cash, you got the swag, but where is you going?
I'm from Chriaq, but if you make it out, then you won
Don't wanna fuck the hoe, make them mow my lawn
I won't look at the hoe, but made her do my laundry
I know I got a maid, but my maid is gone
She don't speak Ingles, bitch my maid is foreign

[Hook:]
I was on my way to go and get some money
The clouds gon' red Be-fore I get some money
I'm riding in my 2 door, running from cops, I'm by my lonely
You see how I shine, boy just tell me how bad you want it
I'm like "Go and get that sack!"
Go and get that sack [x7]

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Get The Bag – Asap Mob Testo della canzone

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Get The Bag – Asap Mob

[A$AP Ant:]
Uh, yeah, yeah...

Gucci, that Prada, that Fendi
Ice Cube, all about the Benjis
Spend ten bands in Fendi
A$AP, my niggas with me
Niggas be talking that bullshit
Your main bitch said I look gorgeous
What I spent on my chain, that's your mortgage (cash out)
Brand new Porsche came with some horses
Sipping that purple like Prince
.40 my tool, that's my wrench
Ballin' like J-Kidd, assist
Shootin that three like a swish

[A$AP Twelvyy:]
Moving in silence, I need me some guidance
I'm wildin' this money and violence
Come out the projects, I want it, I got it
Margiela just running through college
Fresh out the Porsche, check out my shorts
Best from the west to the north
Catching some rec with my thots, aye
Getting a check for my thoughts, aye
Dripping in jelly, I trap off a celly
I look like I'm rich in the 80's
Droop with the grippy, I cruise through the bity
I'm buggin out crazy, no brazy

[Smooky MarGielaa:]
Ski mask on me so them niggas can't trace me
Car is so fast when I skrt they can't chase me
Margiela Marino now she wanna date me
She see the money, now she tryna play me
Hope out the Rari, go vroom
I never lack, I stay with goons
And you know Gucci my shoes
Breaking the rules, stay on the news
And you know my shot go swish
Shoot from a three point, boy I won't miss
Smooky just caught a new lick
Diamonds don't drip, don't front, you get hit

[A$AP Rocky:]
Funny vibes, I can sense something different in the air
It's like a weight being lifted
Take some hatred, oh I get it
Really trippin' cause you broke and you in your feelings
Let her go, she in her feelings
Niggas can't tell you shit, man, don't know the difference
When you're in your twenties making parents' livid
Cause you making millions
Make em wanna live it than you make a living
Over what you spent and making poor decisions
Music for the children, hope they make it
Major even independent, free them out the penni'
Keep him out the prison, writing freedom with the pen and pencil
MTV about a Interstitial
Fuck with me because it's beneficial
Unsuspected like an incidental

[A$AP TyY:]
Chasing that bag
2017, 2018
They breaking my hoes in half
Come on through stunting too
Looking like a nigga dad
Foreign bitches, pull up
Type of bitches nigga wish he had
Looking in the mirror, vision getting clearer
I see why you mad
Chickens coming in, they gotta go
She ain't fucking then she gotta go
Wanna see me drown, I gotta float
Best believe I get it by the boat
Thirsty bitch, she wanna sit up in it
Had your bitch and she be lickin' in it
Car so big she wanna get up in it
Tell the bitch to chill but she still catching feelings

[Playboi Carti:]
.45 that chopper, it ready to spit on you niggas
All of my bitches, they fucking, they acting siddity
Ya, stacking the guap, feel like Diddy
All of my bitches get millie
Popping that molly prescription
All of my niggas they dishing
I just go hard in the kitchen
Bitches they fuckin', they lickin'
Carti, I'm getting that, uh
Told her go mind her own business

[A$AP Ferg:]
'Fore I die, I'mma make a billie
Stack a couple millie, 'Rari in the billy
House upon the hilly, diamonds getting chilly
Bunch of indie niggas with me repping Philly
Oh lord, it's the Hood Pope
Shouldn't walk 'cause I could float
Model bitch, get a good throat
Said she in love with the hood folks, god damn

[A$AP Nast:]
Nasty baby, 2017
Big ol' diamonds in my pinky ring
Prada on me, bitch I do my thing
I ain't gotta talk to you niggas lame
Disappear on 'em like David Blaine
Combat boots on me like Major Payne
These niggas is funny like Damon Wayans
Boy you so broke, man that shit a shame

Member times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag
Member times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag
Member times I was broke, man I'm getting that bag
See I remember times I was broke, now a nigga chasin' that bag

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Get The Balance Right – Depeche Mode Testo della canzone

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Get The Balance Right – Depeche Mode

There's more besides
Joyrides
The little house in the countryside
Understand
Learn to demand
Compromise
And sometimes lie

Get the balance right
Get the balance right

Be responsible
Respectable
Stable but gullible
Concerned and caring
Help the helpless
But always remain
Ultimately selfish

When you think you've got a hold of it all
You haven't got a hold at all
When you reach the top
Get ready to drop
Prepare yourself for the fall
You're gonna fall
It's almost predictable

Almost

Don't turn this way
Don't turn that way
Straight down the middle until next Thursday
First to the left
Then back to the right
Twist and turn 'til you've got it right

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Get The Devil Out Of Me (Live) – Delain Testo della canzone

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Get The Devil Out Of Me (Live) – Delain

I don't know what to feel, I don't know what to say
Ooh, I don't know what to do, what makes me treat you this way

Oh I get numb in my bones, oh I get numb in my heart
Why don't you leave me alone before I tear you apart?

I'm no Jesus Christ, I'm the one mistake that you love to hate
I apologize, it's your destiny to get the devil out of me

Oh I don't know what to do, it always ends the same way
Though I've been here before, I know the rules to this game

And though I try not to lose, in the end I will fall
Better to have you in tears than not to have you at all

I'm no Jesus Christ, I'm the one mistake that you love to hate [2x]
I apologize, it's your destiny to get the devil out of me

If you think I'm hard to handle (you give up so easily)
I just need a good example (to be what I used to be)

Get the devil out of me

I'm no Jesus Christ, I'm the one mistake that you love to hate
I apologize, it's your destiny to get the devil out of me

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Get The Devil Out Of Me – Delain Testo della canzone

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Get The Devil Out Of Me – Delain

I don't know what to feel, I don't know what to say
Ooh, I don't know what to do, what makes me treat you this way

Oh I get numb in my bones, oh I get numb in my heart
Why don't you leave me alone before I tear you apart?

I'm no Jesus Christ, I'm the one mistake that you love to hate
I apologize, it's your destiny to get the devil out of me

Oh I don't know what to do, it always ends the same way
Though I've been here before, I know the rules to this game

And though I try not to lose, in the end I will fall
Better to have you in tears than not to have you at all

I'm no Jesus Christ, I'm the one mistake that you love to hate [x2]
I apologize, it's your destiny to get the devil out of me

If you think I'm hard to handle (you give up so easily)
I just need a good example (to be what I used to be)

Get the devil out of me

I'm no Jesus Christ, I'm the one mistake that you love to hate
I apologize, it's your destiny to get the devil out of me

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Get The Dick – D12 Testo della canzone

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Get The Dick – D12

[Hook]
Them niggas tried to rob me
Could get the dick
All them bitches tried to play me
You could my the dick
Niggas tried to jump D
You could get my dick
I'm gon' bang when I see you
So get my dick

[Chorus]
Have you ever seen a show
With fellas on the mic
With one minute rhymes
That don't come out right?
They bite
They never right
That's not polite

[Young Zee]
I got great skills
And if my record sells eight mil'
I'ma still smoke weed, get dusted
Get drunk and take pills
Fast gun play
Gon' get you blast one day
Fuckin' with Zee
It be today motherfucker
Look like a sitcom for no brain
We bum a loop
Jettin' from Roscoe Peco train
Slip a tab and mushrooms in my coffee
With half a forty
Feel like the wall's moving towards me
Ya, till I die from old age
I'll be pulling girls up to suck my dick
Right on stage
So stop talking
Get them old jellies walking
'Fore I call Pace celly walkman
Tell him y'all been
Acting iffy
And it's really starting to piss me
And like popcorn, my niggas be here in a jiffy
With all the mac 10's set beside me
I gon' start wylin' and kill everybody

[Hook]
Tell your fronting ass bitch
To get the dick
And to you booty ass label
To get my dick
To you corny ass rappers
Get my dick
To all you motherfuckers
Get my dick

[Chorus]
Have you ever seen a show
With niggas on the mic
With one minute rhymes
That don't come out right?
They bite
They never right
That's not polite

[Pace Won]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Pace Won, Mr. Perfect
Take a warm shower
Make a condo out of saw powder
Make the sunny clips at the born hour
I'm a wizard at this shit
Like Jowahn Howard
Put my gun up in the ass of crews
And start to spray
Time to pay massive dues
So I take MC's that pass the rules
And fly 'em into space like NASA do
I'm the weed lover
Go in deep cover
Tricking these goofy ass hoes
I need rubbers
Your favorite nucka flow butter
Niggas get mobbed
Leave with their clothes cut up
"When you come?" is what they asking me
You fresh to No Limit like Master P
I be keeping shit milky like cask and cream
Pace Won, lace blunts, get a masking fiend
Motherfucker

[Hook]
And to y'all fag ass cocks
Get the dick
To your bitches on the block
Get the dick
And to the fake weed spots (Fuck that)
Get the dick
And y'all niggas without socks
Get the dick

[Chorus]
Have you ever seen a show
With niggas on the mic
With one minute rhymes
That don't come out right?
They bite
They never right
That's not polite

[Azz-Iz]
Your flow is kinda doo doo
I'm more filthier than mic bombs
From Newark to Honolulu
Mowahd to cherry, raspberry
Apple cranberry, strawberry
Motherfucking flows extraordinary
Your bitch ass'll get bodied and buried
By the slick walking talking rhyming dictionary
Give me a mob
Let me champ one
Steadily handsome
Black and like temper tantrums
Spitting like automatic handguns
Can't run
Your style is more garbage than Shirley Manson
You got a platinum single, Roley, and money
I'm bummy but I bet I can get your bitch
To beat my dick for me

[Bizarre]
Doing drivebys in less than two minutes
And I know one of these houses on the block
Got your fucking family in it
And what's the worst is
Is y'all niggas gon' need nurses
I collect money on your block
Like ushers at churches
No matter where your boys go
Nigga I'ma get 'em
You can ask Ponsa's Funeral Home
How much business I be sending 'em
You forgot bitch nigga
I know where you stay
Loaded AK
Move little Johnny out the way
Bet ya these bats
Guarantee your ass won't be walking
I drive '98 Suburbans
While you push cars from the auction
You don't wanna see Bizarre Kid get dumb
I beat bitches' ass when I'm a in a good mood
So imagine I'm in a bad one
You better duck when I pull this nine
I done shot up your block so many times
All I see is 'For Sale' signs
They say these cats only got nine lives
Bizarre done took eight
So tonight you die

[Hook]
Get the dick
Ya ya ya
Get the dick
Yo Bizarre, ya, ya
Get the dick
All you fuckers in Detroit
Get, get

[Chorus]
Have you ever seen a show
With fellas on the mic
With one minute rhymes
That don't come out right?
They bite
They never right
That's not polite

[Yah Lover]
You dummies
The reason bitches want me to spend money
Just to spread 'em like gin rummy
I'm Yah Yah, holier than Roshashana
With baby mamas that's pro-black like DeSada
The Lover large and at peace with his god
Behind bars
Y'all niggas living close with the guards
Fucking with y'all I'll always catch a charts
See Johanas Bach
She wanna run, tell her sarge
Life's short, I play hard
See your crew on the street
Better know I won't hesitate to spray y'all
I keep a wife for killing you
And everybody looking like you fag
It's a never-ending cycle
Can't nobody come and save you when I start shit
My letters like kryptonite to the Clark Kents
I'll rip a crew with dust and liquor too
Too despicable
Toss you off the Terrazone Richaloo
I rise like Christ
The third night on mics
But it ain't Easter
It's only death when I meet ya

[Hook]
So get the dick
Get the dick
Bitches everywhere
Get the dick
All the stupid family affairs
Get the dick
All you O-U-T's in here
Get the dick
We liquid
So get the dick
Motherfucker ya ya ya
Get the dick

[Chorus]
Have you ever seen a show
With niggas on the mic
With one minute rhymes
That don't come out right?
They bite
They never right
That's not polite

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Get The Doe – Gucci Mane Testo della canzone

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Get The Doe – Gucci Mane

[Verse 1:]
Cause I style shawty
Yo bitch wanna fuck with me, I don't doubt it
Gucci Mane show man, the club so crowded
Got a mean watch on me, cost a coo and 40
I'm the center of attention, watch these hoes starin round me
I took a picture with yo bitch, I don't know why you allowed it
We check the strong pack in, yea my kush is the loudest
And my name ring a bell, different counties and counties
They had a bounty on my chain, how the fuck they found me?
I blow so much purp that I can't stay grounded
6's on scray 8 G, yea it's morning
A nigga say he jack me, how the fuck that sounded

[Hook:]
200 cash, that's on the floor
I got 100 bands going out the door
Bitch kiss my ass, fuck them foes
I'm hustling hard baby, gotta get doe
200 cash, that's on the floor
I got 100 bands going out the door
Kiss my ass, bitch fuck them foes
I'm hustling hard bitch, I gotta get doe

[Verse 2:]
I'm hustling hard, bitch I gotta get the doe
And Coca Cola sellin soda, wippin it in the poe
I'm flippin I'm flippin I'm flippin I'm flippin, no shit like I'm a come on
I'm second, I'm freezing, I'm flippin that Cola, you niggas be sellin yo soul
This here shit is getting crazy, niggas I'll get you pulled
If niggas will tell me they mama, they hit the fan, they act like hoes
I'm going my loop with steel toed boots, so nigga can't step on my toes
I'm packin my pussy and smoking these swishas, I'm bout to lose control
I'm workin that show like I'm flippin the dope, my pockets are super swole
Ride through the trap and I got that scrub, don't know who's from the 4
You niggas will blow yo head, I'll pour a ounce of blow
Cause since you ran off with a brick they don't watch he stick blow up yo nose

[Hook:]
200 cash, that's on the floor
I got 100 bands going out the door
Bitch kiss my ass, fuck them foes
I'm hustling hard baby, gotta get doe
200 cash, that's on the floor
I got 100 bands going out the door
Kiss my ass, bitch fuck them foes
I'm hustling hard bitch, I gotta get doe

[Verse 3:]
Soon as I enter, pussy niggas exit
Ball like the arena, go home with all that flexin
Bitch strict niggas in yo area, we ain't goin for it, we get ya
F'in, Glock carrier, we gon bury ya
All the bitches histerical, they know how I kick it
Said watchin ass nigga, you ain't gonna spend it why the fuck you here?
Poor hustling ass nigga, 100 bands in my air
On the left and right pocket, 50 bands in my rear
Born champeen, gladiator, conquered all my fields
Been alive for 30 years, I been getting money for 20 year
I'm with Gucci that my brother from another mother
Brothers of the same struggle, still in the trap ho, we so gutta

[Hook:]
200 cash, that's on the floor
I got 100 bands going out the door
Bitch kiss my ass, fuck them foes
I'm hustling hard baby, gotta get doe
200 cash, that's on the floor
I got 100 bands going out the door
Kiss my ass, bitch fuck them foes
I'm hustling hard bitch, I gotta get doe

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Get The Doe – Gucci Mane Testo della canzone

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Get The Doe – Gucci Mane

[Verse 1:]
Cause I style shawty
Yo bitch wanna fuck with me, I don't doubt it
Gucci Mane show man, the club so crowded
Got a mean watch on me, cost a coo and 40
I'm the center of attention, watch these hoes starin round me
I took a picture with yo bitch, I don't know why you allowed it
We check the strong pack in, yea my kush is the loudest
And my name ring a bell, different counties and counties
They had a bounty on my chain, how the fuck they found me?
I blow so much purp that I can't stay grounded
6's on scray 8 G, yea it's morning
A nigga say he jack me, how the fuck that sounded

[Hook:]
200 cash, that's on the floor
I got 100 bands going out the door
Bitch kiss my ass, fuck them foes
I'm hustling hard baby, gotta get doe
200 cash, that's on the floor
I got 100 bands going out the door
Kiss my ass, bitch fuck them foes
I'm hustling hard bitch, I gotta get doe

[Verse 2:]
I'm hustling hard, bitch I gotta get the doe
And Coca Cola sellin soda, wippin it in the poe
I'm flippin I'm flippin I'm flippin I'm flippin, no shit like I'm a come on
I'm second, I'm freezing, I'm flippin that Cola, you niggas be sellin yo soul
This here shit is getting crazy, niggas I'll get you pulled
If niggas will tell me they mama, they hit the fan, they act like hoes
I'm going my loop with steel toed boots, so nigga can't step on my toes
I'm packin my pussy and smoking these swishas, I'm bout to lose control
I'm workin that show like I'm flippin the dope, my pockets are super swole
Ride through the trap and I got that scrub, don't know who's from the 4
You niggas will blow yo head, I'll pour a ounce of blow
Cause since you ran off with a brick they don't watch he stick blow up yo nose

[Hook:]
200 cash, that's on the floor
I got 100 bands going out the door
Bitch kiss my ass, fuck them foes
I'm hustling hard baby, gotta get doe
200 cash, that's on the floor
I got 100 bands going out the door
Kiss my ass, bitch fuck them foes
I'm hustling hard bitch, I gotta get doe

[Verse 3:]
Soon as I enter, pussy niggas exit
Ball like the arena, go home with all that flexin
Bitch strict niggas in yo area, we ain't goin for it, we get ya
F'in, Glock carrier, we gon bury ya
All the bitches histerical, they know how I kick it
Said watchin ass nigga, you ain't gonna spend it why the fuck you here?
Poor hustling ass nigga, 100 bands in my air
On the left and right pocket, 50 bands in my rear
Born champeen, gladiator, conquered all my fields
Been alive for 30 years, I been getting money for 20 year
I'm with Gucci that my brother from another mother
Brothers of the same struggle, still in the trap ho, we so gutta

[Hook:]
200 cash, that's on the floor
I got 100 bands going out the door
Bitch kiss my ass, fuck them foes
I'm hustling hard baby, gotta get doe
200 cash, that's on the floor
I got 100 bands going out the door
Kiss my ass, bitch fuck them foes
I'm hustling hard bitch, I gotta get doe

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Get The Feeling – DEAN Testo della canzone

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Get The Feeling – DEAN

Something new, something new
'새로움'이라는 단어가 주는 강박관념
짜봐두, 짜봐두
내 아이디어는 다 써 바닥이 보이는 치약 같어
그렇다고 앉아있기엔 불안함을 외면하기엔
내 자존심이 허락 안 해
거리로 나가 영감 거리를 찾아야해
Cafe로 가, 여유를 한 잔
오가는 사람들을 구경하다
나 혼자만의 소설을 쓰고
어울리는 무드의 노래도 골라 틀고
휴지에 ex 얼굴도 그려보고
코 풀고 버리고 하니까 뭔가 풀려

Get the feeling
It's so easy
It's so easy
Get the feeling
It's so easy
It's so easy

(keep it on you)
노을이 지고 어느덧 또 어둠이 깔리고
좋은 내 사람들과 맛 좋은 대화를 나눠
내게 진정 필요했던 건 이거야
Go somewhere get the feeling
Go somewhere get the feeling
Go somewhere get the feeling
그러니 stand up and let's

Get the feeling
It's so easy
It's so easy
Get the feeling
It's so easy
It's so easy

할 것도 너무 너무 너무 너무 많고
하고픈 것도 너무 너무 너무 많어
이것만 넘어 넘어가면 된다고
했던 난 no more, no more, no more, 더는 없어
할 것도 너무 너무 너무 너무 많고
하고픈 것도 너무 너무 너무 많어
숨이 넘어 넘어 갈 정도로 빠른 삶

Two, one, rewind
Get new feeling

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Get The Funk Out Ma Face – The Brothers Johnson Testo della canzone

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Get The Funk Out Ma Face – The Brothers Johnson

Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face

You don't like my music
You don't have to use it
Funking is a thing
That all of us release

You don't have to get it
All you do is let it
Then you'll know exactly
How to groove

You don't like my music
You don't have to use it
Funking is a thing
That all of us release

You don't have to play it
You don't have to say it
You don't even have
To try to sing it

Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face

Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face

You don't like my music
You don't have to use it
Funking is a thing
That all of us release

You don't have to get it
All you do is let it
Then tell us our funk
Did you some good

You don't like my music
You don't have to use it
Funking is a thing
That all of us release

You don't have to get it
All you do is let it
Then you'll know exactly
How to groove

Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face

Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face

Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face
Get the funk out ma face

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Get The Hell On With That – Fat Joe Testo della canzone

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Get The Hell On With That – Fat Joe

[Fat Joe]
Whoa, whoa, whoa
All you frontin-ass niggaz
Callin all frontin-ass bitches, hahahaha!
Yo, get the hell on with that (say what, say what what?)
Get the hell on with that (say what, say what what?)
Yo, yo, yo, yo

Why you over there lookin at me, while my girl standin there?
These bitches actin like they never seen a millionaire
Feel my pockets, wanna really get your hands in there
Now what it be like?
You confused man, that shit don't even seem right
How you cats on your album only three mics?
Like 'Pac shit is funny to me
All you niggaz livin bummy wasn't fuckin with me
Now nigga get it on, soon you be dead and gone
Shorty got a bubble all she need the silicone
Love my A-T-L bitches, pay my bail bitches
Type to let you fuck but never tell bitches
Down-ass hoes that'll grind that dough
Catch me with another chick and beat 'em down to a pulp
It's the F-A-T, to the, J-O-E
Drink Cris' with the Feds when they come for me
No cuffs, no guns, they respect a G
Number one with a slug, what you expect from me, huh?
Are you serious?

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
If you see a nigga frontin fake shit on his wrist
Walk around all night, same bottle of Cris'
Get the hell on with that - say what, say what what?
Get the hell on with that - say what, say what what?
If you see a bitch frontin in her best friend's clothes
New sass weave and fucked up toes
Get the hell on with that - say what, say what what?
Get the hell on with that - say what, say what what?

[Armageddon]
Now all my ladies put your hands up
Nah mami, if you fuck for dough then you's a hoe
And no I'm not the one that don't drop the notes
I only ice the beef and rock the coat
Think you gettin somethin from me your thoughts are broke
Might get a little wheeze and a salty throat
So get the hell on with that, don't you even feel it
Get the hell on with that, I'm aight I'm chillin
Chicken neck-ass bitch tryna palm the dough
Should've charged me at the door, I woulda let you know
Coulda saved you a mouth full of head y mo'
Coulda made you a thug from the guy with the mo'
But yo, I ain't never met a chick that was innocent
They all fuck some, eat some, never kiss
I know a lot that got skeed on and that was it
See me in the video like, "Bitch is suckin dick!"

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
You let him in at one time cause you thought he was fly
Now you see him at the clubs, he don't pay you no mind
Get the hell on with that - say what, say what what?
Get the hell on with that - say what, say what what?
Yo, every time you smoke, dude puff your 'dro
But when it's time to go cop, he ain't got no dough
Get the hell on with that - say what, say what what?
Get the hell on with that - say what, say what what?

[Ludacris]
Ludacris be the number one street - clown wishin 'em luck
Cause I'm bout to make 'em break a leg thinkin I'm givin a FUCK
And you catch a beat - down, bottles is breakin, craniums crack
Chairs thrown when the heat is attacked
and you hear the street - sound, hitters and runners
Killers and gunners, winter to summer the niggaz that want us
are headed East - bound, trouble in West other than South
Cover your chest, they cover your mouth
I'm goin deep - down Dirty indeed, birdies in need
Thirty degrees and you heard it from me
but I'm bout to reach - 'round grabbin my gun
They scatter and run but I'm handlin and havin some fun
They gotta keep - rounds up under the bed, up under the spread
If it ain't then it ain't, no wonder you dead
So go to sleep - now, throats is splitted
and folks that get it they gotta get the hell on widdit, BIATCH

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Yo, yo, all these niggaz that claim thug like they're the type
But when it's time to go to war they runnin for dear life
Get the hell on with that - say what, say what what?
Get the hell on with that - say what, say what what?
Got this clown runnin around like he's my fam
We did time in what joint? I don't know you man!
Get the hell on with that - say what, say what what?
Get the hell on with that - say what, say what what?

[Fat Joe]
Yeah, haha, T.S., Terror
Get the hell on with that, get the hell on with that
Yeah, Charlie Rock L.D., uhh
Ton' Montana rest in peace, 2001
Get the hell on with that, get the hell on with that
Yeah..

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Get The Job Done – Austin Burke Testo della canzone

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Get The Job Done – Austin Burke

I showed up in this little big town
No clue what was going down
Here to find my place and my piece of the dream
I was a poor boy far from home
Writing my songs with a voice of my own
I got me a job and the boss man said to me

He said, son let me make it crystal clear, this is how we do around here
Its "yes sir" and "yes ma'am", if you're wondering who's the boss I am
At the end of the day we know how to have a little fun
No excuses, no drama
Treat every woman like she was your momma
Suit up, show up, shut up and get the job done
Yeah, suit up, show up, shut up and get the job done

So I saved some money recorded some songs
I met some people to pass it along
I kept on rockin' and one day I got a call
So I rode on down to music row with my guitar case and my ball cap on
I sang a few songs and the record man said to me

He said, son let me tell you if you want the gig, don't let your head get too big 'cause around here
Its "yes sir" and "yes ma'am" if you're wondering who's the boss I am
At the end of the day we know how to have a little fun
No excuses, no drama
Treat every woman like she was your momma
Suit up, show up, shut up and get the job done
Yeah, suit up, show up, shut up and get the job done

One day I'll have a son of my own, I'm gonna sing him this little song

Boy its "yes sir" and "yes ma'am" if you're wondering who's the boss I am
At the end of the day we gonna have a little fun
No excuses, no drama
Treat every woman like she was your momma
Suit up, show up, shut up and get the job done
Yeah, suit up, show up, shut up and get the job done
Yeah, suit up, show up, shut up and get the job done
Get the job done

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Get the S.C. – Idooard Testo della canzone

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Get the S.C. – Idooard

{Intro: Idooard & Payhax}
Ehi ehi
Ya ya
Sk Sk
Edo edo
Sk sk sk sk sk sk cos'è sk
Boh

{Verse 1: Idooard}
Entro in casa per salutarti
Mi apri la porta attraverso un apparecchio elettronico
Che apre cancelli, salgo le scale e la porta della tua casa è aperta
Cacchi

{Interlude: Idooard}
Eh, com'eran le parole?
Non mi va word

{Pre-hook : Idooard}
Io la visito per benino
Ma tu non ci sei
Allora chi mi ha aperto?
Ed arrivò lei
Candida e pulita, e altri vocaboli per dire gnocca
La guardo in faccia ed è la sorella cerbiatta

{Chorus: Idooard}
Sorella cerbiatta, un po' matta
Non è un darvarenna, è sorella cerbiatta

{Verse 2: Idooard}
Allora le chiedo dove sia Pino Insegno
Lei mi dice che sta doppiando Diego nell'Era Glaciale 6
Allora rispondo ok, ok, ok
Tutto, tutto, tu-

{Interlude: Idooard}
Eccheccaccn*BEEEP*

{Pre-hook: Idooard}

E poi bum me la son fatta perché get the s.c. è il mio motto
Però poi tua sorella poi me la bomboo perché è la sorella cerbiatta
Perché è un po' matta

{Chorus: Idooard}
Sorella cerbiatta, un po' matta
Non è un darvarenna, è sorella cerbiatta

{Verse 3: Idooard}

Io la guardo per bene
Lei mi guarda il cucuzzene
Lei dice: "voglio farlo"
Io le chiedo: "vuoi far nasale?"
"No voglio fare una cosa normale, sciocchino"

{Interlude: Vu Cumprà}

Ciao sono un negro vuoi accendino?

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Get The Strap Uncle Murda,Casanova 2X e 6ix9ine Feat 50 Cent- Testo della canzone

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Get The Strap – Uncle Murda,Casanova 2X e 6ix9ine Feat  50 Cent

 

(Trilogy)

[50 Cent & Casanova:]
(Grrr, rah) Yap, yap, go get the strap
(Grrr, rah) Yap, yap, go get the strap
(Grrr, rah) Yap, yap, go get the strap
Go get the strap
Nigga, go get the strap

[Casanova:]
Fuck that, niggas out here active blood
What's brackin'? You'll never catch us lackin', blood
You stupid, you think we ain't packin', 'blood
Fuck wrong with you? I don't like the way you actin', blood
(Get up off me)

[Uncle Murda:]
Get the grip, find an opp, give him the whole clip (bang)
That's his car pulling up, shoot up the whole whip
That's his man, hit him too, that nigga down with him
Check his gram, see who else be hanging around with him (yeah)
He could get it (uh huh), him too, nigga go get the strap
Load it up, spin the block, I know where them niggas at (where?)
Where they at? Who they with? Them niggas gettin' smoked
Line 'em up; they ain't hard to find, all them niggas broke (stupid!)
Old dog, Nino Brown, Michael Jordan, what?
Be like Mike, yeah right, I wanted to be like Tyke (woah!)
Big cuban, flooded Rollie, I see ya eyin' it (I see ya)
Get ya clapped if I think you think about trying it

[6ix9ine:]
Aight, so boom, first up all y'all niggas suck my dick
Matter of fact, suck my dick with your mother's lips (stoopid!)
Ah, ah, ah, niggas runnin' out they mouth
Y'all dead-ass, like I won't punch you in your fucking mouth
Matter of fact, I'ma smack fire out you boy
Are you dumb? I'ma beat the brakes off you boy
You some "gas what I smoke, nigga" (bang bang)
Nah, on this dick your mother choke nigga

[50 Cent:]
Yap, yap, go get the strap
Yap, yap, go get the strap
Yap, yap, go get the strap
Go get the strap
Nigga, go get the strap

[Casanova:]
Man fuck that, my niggas 'bout that action blood
Catch one frame, my niggas got that strap in blood
They scrapping, my niggas get to clappin'', blood
Fuck wrong with you? I don't like how you actin', blood
(Get up off me)

[50 Cent:]
I am not gang gang
I do not gang bang
Don't play me like I'm pussy, I will pull up and bang bang
Niggas get knocked out, then say they gon' pop out
Hop out, ooh, wop out, and air the whole block out
Blow the whole stock out, and I'm 'bout what I'm 'bout
I'm a one man band, I bring the drum out and dump it
Bend your block, one o'clock, blowing the trumpet
I'm with the shits, my niggas still hit the licks
I'm stupid rich, still doing some stupid shit
You niggas know the vibes, scared to come outside
That's the third time you've been got, second time you was shot
Your man just ain't your man, he saw us first and fucking ran
We on a different type of time, you on some different shit
Now nigga, don't you play with me, play with a bitch
I ain't ran into a problem that I can't fix
Hit your ass upside the head with a full stick

Yap, yap, go get the strap
Yeah, yeah, go get the strap
Yeah, yeah, go get the strap
Go get the strap
Nigga, go get the strap
Yeah, yeah, go get the strap
Yap, yap, go get the strap
Yap, yap, go get the strap
Go get the strap
Nigga, go get the strap

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Get The Time – Descendents Testo della canzone

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Get The Time – Descendents

When I get the time
I'd like to sit down and write a little rhyme for you
Just a couple few
I'd tell you what you mean to me [x2]

When I get the time
I'd put it all down and pick you up
I'd say throw it all away
The world is me and you tonight

Will there come a day with nothing standing in my way?
Living that dream within your arms
Well I'll make it happen someday
I'll make it happen someday
I'll make it happen
I'll make it happen someday

When I get the time
I gotta get the time
I get the time

I look in your eyes
Warm places inside I've never been before
I gotta find some more
I know you don't owe me anything

When I get the time
When I get the guts
To live my life for me
And do what I want to do

I'd be the friend that you said you once knew
Will there come a day when we give up and turn away?
And I'd have nothing left, nothing left except
I'd have all the time in the world, all the time in the world

Time to remember
Look through the window
And time to cry
Time to cry

I gotta get the time
Where can I find the time?
Get the time

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Get There – Drew Seeley Testo della canzone

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Get There – Drew Seeley

She calls me from the car
idling in the rain
and tells me it's too hard
to handle all the pain
the pain of wanting more
and me wanting the same
I throw on my shoes
I run outside
and she's gone

all the things going through my head
all the things that I left unsaid
I'm soaking wet now but I don't care
where we'll end up I don't know where
but we could

Get there
cause with you I'm not scared
just tell me that this thing is not dead
girl I'm ready for the road ahead
I know we could get there

I call her from my car
racing in the rain
having conversations with
with her answering machine
if I'd paid more attention I'd know
all the places she might go
but I'm blindly swinging in the wind
cause of how blind I have been

all the things going through my head
all the signs that I should have read
I'm going down now but you don't care
I know I deserve this and it's only fair
but we could

get there

(don't give up on me)
cause with you I'm not scared
(baby took so long for me to see)
oh but tell me that this thing is not dead
girl I'm ready for the road ahead
I know we could get there (I promise we'll get there)

I'm sorry that it took so long
I don't know why I didn't catch on
oh girl I wasn't listening to you
when you told me that we needed to talk
told you "later" and I brushed you off
oh girl (I wish I could undo) all the bridges I burned
and I lived and I learned
you're the one thing I had that was true
and I know what I had
only now that you're gone
I'm a shell of a man without you
but we could (but with you I'll get there)

get there
(I'll get there
took me so long to see)
cause with you I'm not scared (I'm not scared)
just tell me that this thing is not dead
I'm ready for the road ahead
I know we could get there (with you I'll get there)
(I know we could get there you and me)

but we could get there (I'll get there)
cause with you I'm not scared (tell me)
tell me that this thing is not dead
girl I'm ready for the road ahead
I know we could get there
(tell me that you wanna make this work)
(tell me that I can change the way you're hurt)
(I just wanna be with you)

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Get This Money – Ca$h Out Testo della canzone

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Get This Money – Ca$h Out

[Hook: x2]
All I
Wanna
Do is get this money
And keep on stunting
You can't tell me nothin'

[Verse 1:]
All I want is money
Bitch I mean them hunneds
Ye I should french you nigga because you frontin
And if you throw me that pussy girl I'm gon' dunk it
Had a truck with an engine ye she thought I would be in front it
And that real nigga shit, gon' suck a real nigga dick
I make a real nigga flick
Walk around with so much money I should have my tomb
But just 'cause I ain't flash my shit don't mean I ain't got my tune
Nah I don't really play the spades
But if you ask me shit, I'm gonna say yay
Caught a waitress order up 20 other spades
This the life I'm living baby I'm in to say hooray

[Hook: x2]
All I
Wanna
Do is get this money
And keep on stunting
You can't tell me nothin'

[Verse 2:]
I used to hang out in the streets, now I'm on TV
Real gold, no ice check out the rollie
Yo bitch wanna buy me something, oh can't afford me
I hit a bitch so good, she wanna spore me
Have game just right, it keep me going
Blowing gas in the bush, it keep me flowing
Your boy betta have a gun, 'cause I'm holdin
Bad bitches everywhere, ass just showing
Money, that's my occupation so I keep chasing
And racing, stacking these phases can't tell me anythin'
All I wanna do is get some money
And I keep on stunting

[Hook: x2]
All I
Wanna
Do is get this money
And keep on stunting
You can't tell me nothin'

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Get Through – Casey Veggies Testo della canzone

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Get Through – Casey Veggies

[Intro - Dom Kennedy:]
Niggas talking about they one of us
I'm like, nah he just runner up
Large T's gotta give these hoes a summer cut
APCs with a pocket full of hundreds

[Verse 1 - Dom Kennedy:]
Name getting bigger
If there's somebody else, name me a nigga
Built my whole life from the bottom you can spot em
The whole city know where I stay if it's a problem
Yeah, I put it on the map
I don't be talking rap nigga I be talking facts
Tweet that C.V where you at, damn

[Verse 2 - Casey Veggies:]
Back in it, fast spin it
I got my weight up, they mistaken, must of had spinach
I just spit that shit out like bad dinner
You sucka niggas got punked, yeah Ash Kutcher
We breakin' trees down, Tarzan
And this twitter chick on me tryin' to meet me in person
Them hating niggas fly and try to see what they can prevent
But they just get tangled up, like hair yeah MURS shit
And nah nigga I ain't disrespecting him
That's just how I get attention and let niggas know I win
My motto full throttle I'm Picasso with a pen
My dreams like 3D and I don't think they ever end

[Hook:]
Baby where you from? Where you wanna go?
I be doing me I just thought that you should know
I swear I've been tryin' to find a way to get through
To you...
Swear I get it in yeah I get it in
If you roll with me, that's with me [?] we gonna win
I just keep it real, I ain't gotta front
And now I got it all baby tell me what you want

[Verse 3 - Casey Veggies:]
Yeah I swear I should go now
Most these niggas actin' I should start a show now
I be on that real shit what most of y'all don't know now
So I stay to myself, and keep it on the low now
I be shaded up, yeah I'm shaded up
Strictly bout my bucks stay up out my face nigga I don't trust ya'll
I ball like Chris Paul
The shit he did in highschool was so damn raw
I came in proper a young nigga's hero
Them old niggas respect me, you young niggas zeros
But let me slow it up, don't forget what you know
When you losing in life and you don't even grow
A few divas two seaters close to these hoes
New sneakers, fresh creases, horse on my clothes
I just killed the game no remorse that's how it goes
You gotta play your lane my nigga and pick a role

[Hook]

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Get Through The Night – Chrisette Michele Testo della canzone

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Get Through The Night – Chrisette Michele

[Verse 1:]
Let tonight be this lonely
Hold on tight
To one girl only
The memories of how you love me

[Chorus:]
Morning won't be like the nighttime
I can't wait 'til sunrise
I can't wait 'til my eyes open again
I know I'll smile in the daytime
Wait for the sunlight
Everything will be alright
I know it will
Just gotta get through the night

[Verse 2:]
Feather soft,
I'd lean on my pillow
If love is lost, is lost, is lost
I'll cry tears of sorrow
I will find true love tomorrow

[Chorus:]
Morning won't be like the nighttime
I can't wait 'til sunrise
I can't wait 'til my eyes open again
And I know I'll smile in the daytime
Wait for the sunlight
Everything will be alright
Oh, I know it will
Just gotta get through tonight

[Bridge:]
Just give me one night to be torn apart
Tonight... God bless the crying until the dawn
Tonight... when I finally rise I will stand tall,
Tall in the light

[Chorus:]
Morning won't be like the nighttime
I can't wait 'til sunrise
I can't wait 'til my eyes open again
And I know I'll smile in the daytime
Wait for the sunlight
Everything will be just right
Oh, I know it will
Just gotta get through the night

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Get Through This – Art Of Dying Testo della canzone

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Get Through This – Art Of Dying

I've seen better days yeah
So says the mirror
It's hard to find divinity when you're the king of men
If I can get through this
I can get through anything
If I can make it through this
I can get through anything

If I can get through this
I can get through anything
If I can make it through this
I promise you, I promise you

It could be much worse
But the call is close
Tomorrow's my reason for today to let go

If I can get through this
I can get through anything
If I can make it through this
I can get through anything

If I can get through this
I can get through anything
If I can make it through this
I promise you, I promise you

If I can get through this
I can get through that
If you cut me wide open
I can cut you some slack
If you come when I'm leaving
I might never be back
I know it�s not easy
Just a matter of fact

If I can get through this
I can get through that
If you cut me wide open
I can cut you some slack
If you come when I'm leaving
I might never be back
I know it's not easy
Just a matter of fact

If I can get through this
I can get through anything
If I can make it through this
I can get through anything

If I can get through this
I can get through that
If you cut me wide open
(If I can get through this)
I can cut you some slack
If you come when I'm leaving
(If I can get through this)
I might never be back
I know it's not easy
(If I can get through this)
Just a matter of fact

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Get Through To You – Blue Rodeo Testo della canzone

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Get Through To You – Blue Rodeo

Looks like winter's never gonna leave this grey town
I think it's going to snow all summer
I think I'll wait until it gets a little warmer
before I try to knock that chip off your shoulder
I think I'll wait until it's warmer
I just want to get through
just want to get through to you
just want to get through
just want to get through to you
I wish that I could get through
don't want to stir up those feelings
I wish you could read my mind 'cause then you'd see
that I'd never take you for granted
even though sometimes it feels like we're on different planets
yeah I want to get through
just want to get through to you
yeah I just want to get through
just want to get through to you
get through to
get through to you

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Get Throwed – Bun-B Testo della canzone

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Get Throwed – Bun-B

[Intro]
Smoke somethin, bitch
UGK, hold up, talkin bout, uhh

[Pimp C]
Pimp C P.A. Trill nigga
Polo fuck that Hilfiger
Made myself a ghetto star
On the slab, sippin barre
Smokin weed, sellin white
Them other niggaz shit don't come back right
That's how niggaz get popped
Trying to get the cheaper price
Watch yo' paper, guard your life
Cause most these niggaz ain't livin right
Keep yo' pistol, fuck a fight
Cause niggaz out here jack every night
I keep my mind on my money nigga fuck the fame
Big face hun'erds, keepin the game
Hittin the corner in the candy thang
Sittin on leather, grippin the grain

[Chorus: Z-Ro + (Young Jeezy)]
Good weed, good drink, big money, we - (AYE!)
Rollin in somethin' foreign, on leather grippin grain (YEEEAH!)
I handle my business so I think I deserve to get throwed, throwed

[Bun B]
Well I came in the door, I said it befo'
I never fuck a hoe without head no more
I never pull up in nuttin less than a four
And I smoke cigars, it ain't just for the show
I'm blessed from the do', and known for my stidile
I send a nigga baby mamma home with a smidile
You can have the bitch nigga, I ain't sentimental
Smoke weed and freestyle, no instrumental
Been out, lived through the wicked streets of P.A.
Motherfuck the judge, prosecutor and the DA
Head to the H, where the hoes will fuck three way
Two way, four way, anyway the Pro say
Never hear a hoe say no I won't, no I can't
Stop it and no I don't
Cause a bitch know that I might just explode
And slap her in the face with a pie a la mode
Cause a nigga gettin throwed

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

[Young Jeezy]
You already know what it is, nigga
Snowman, 16 5 a piece, nigga USDA
I grind hard (grind hard) and play harder (play harder)
Break out the pot (YUP) heat up the water (DAMN!)
Swear to God the minivan do tricks
Hit the brakes, hit the lights and wow, there go them bricks
Slide through the hood (HOOD!) sittin on some big wheels
Niggaz coppin white and turn flips like cartwheels
Trapstar, my NexTel chirp all day (AYE!)
Ridin' dirty, three nines and a four way (G-YEEEAH!)

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
Big money, mayn - we only ride the best
This one and only, big homey
Tried to told you I'm thug, ha

So far I'm tourin on foreign land
Worldwide I'm known for the Arm & Hamm-
-Er, Murder the streets I'm a wanted man
(But the flow's like dope) So it's on again
Started with the block, hit it brick by brick
Then I charted with the ROC nigga, hit by hit
I'm retarded with the glock nigga, clip by clip
The competition is none, they deceased to exist
Let it breathe a little bit
He's off his rocker, he's a lil schitz'
Roll like a football, Hov' used to cook raw
Now I got the game sewn like granny's good shawl
Sure, y'all niggaz want war
Y'all got it backwards, y'all should want raw
Y'all should want more (and more, and more - uhh!)

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

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Get Throwed – Don Toliver Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Shawty viene buttato giù nel mio letto
Shawty viene buttato via con quella testa
(Senape al ritmo, ho)
Shawty viene buttato giù su quel rosso
Shawty viene buttato giù dal mio letto
Shawty viene buttato giù da quel rosso
Shawty viene buttato giù su quel letto
Shawty ottenere

So che mi sento bene
Ho bisogno di un po' di quella Sprite
Sai che andrò avanti tutta la notte (Sì, tutta la notte)
Shawty viene buttato giù dal mio, sì
Shawty viene buttato giù dal mio letto
Shawty dammi la gola in quel rosso

Shawty mi ha dato una cupola, ah-ah-ah
Sto montando, Popeyes
Ci vediamo a casa mia
Sono così pronto, sono così

Nel Benzo, jammin' Pop Smoke
Ho una cagna spagnola su di me come un poncho
Voglio un ricco ho, cosa ha colpito per'?
Ho passato una buona giornata nel 6-4
Devi sentire l'amore
Oh, ce l'ho fatta a salire
Pensaci, pensaci
Pensaci (salendo)

Shawty viene buttato via in quel rosso
Shawty viene buttato giù nel mio letto
Shawty viene buttato via con quella testa
Shawty viene buttato via con quel pane
Shawty viene buttato giù nel mio letto
Shawty ha dato la gola a quel rosso
Shawty viene buttato via con quella testa
Shawty viene buttato via con quel pane

Shawty viene buttato fuori da quello (Buttato fuori da quello)
Shawty viene buttato via con quella testa (Gettato via con quella)
Resta per la notte, proprio quello che ho detto
Sai cosa mi piace, direttamente nel mio letto
Shawty si libera, va a prenderlo (Ooh)
Fai uscire tutto, mostrami che sei intelligente (Ooh)
Prolly nella sua bocca, mantenendolo piccolo (Ooh)
Tenendolo piccolo

Shawty viene gettato nel mio (Sì)
Shawty viene buttato giù dal mio letto
Shawty dammi la gola di quel rosso

Shawty fammi buttare, ah-ah-ah
Sto montando Popeyes
Ci vediamo a casa mia
Sono così pronto, sono così

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Get Throwed – Don Toliver


Shawty get throwed off in my bed
Shawty get throwed off with that head
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
Shawty get throwed off on that red
Shawty get throwed off of my bed
Shawty get throwed off of that red
Shawty get throwed off on that bed
Shawty get

Know I'm feelin' right
I need a little bit of that Sprite
You know I'm finna go all night (Yeah, all night)
Shawty get throwed off of my, yeah
Shawty get throwed off of my bed
Shawty give me throat off in that red

Shawty gave me dome, ah-ah-ah
I'm whippin' up, Popeyes
Meet me at my house
I'm so ready, I'm so

In the Benzo, jammin' Pop Smoke
Got a Spanish bitch on me like a poncho
I want a rich ho, what it hit fo'?
I done had a good day in the 6-4
You gotta feel the love
Oh, I got it goin' up
Think about it, think about it
Think about it (Goin' up)

Shawty get throwed off in that red
Shawty get throwed off in my bed
Shawty get throwed off with that head
Shawty get throwed off with that bread
Shawty get throwed off in my bed
Shawty gave throat off of that red
Shawty get throwed off with that head
Shawty get throwed off with that bread

Shawty get throwed off of that (Throwed off of that)
Shawty get throwed off with that head (Throwed off with that)
Stay for the night, just what I said
You know what I like, straight to my bed
Shawty get loose, goin' to get it (Ooh)
Let it all out, show me you wit' it (Ooh)
Prolly in her mouth, keepin' it litty (Ooh)
Keepin' it litty

Shawty get throwed in my (Yeah)
Shawty get throwed off of my bed
Shawty give me throat off of that red

Shawty get me thrown, ah-ah-ah
I'm whippin' up Popeyes
Meet me at my house
I'm so ready, I'm so

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Get Thy Bearings – Donovan Testo della canzone

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Get Thy Bearings – Donovan

Get your bearings, know your time.
Don't you worry, weather's fine.
All the world knows what I'm saying,
All the world knows what I'm saying,
The world knows fine well.
Get together, work it out,
Simplicity is what it's about.
All the world knows what I'm saying,
All the world knows what I'm saying,
The world knows fine well.

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Get To It Curren$y Feat Lex Luger – Testo della canzone

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Get To It – Curren$y Feat Lex Luger

Yeah
Yeah
Trying to get a helipad on top of this bitch
Hustling a long time

Bentleys out side the villas
Rose petals on the sheets
Mints on the pillows
Baby smoked out
Dancing in the mirror
Trying to draw me nearer
But I got paper love
I can't make it any clearer love
I can't make it no realer
Than the ceiling that I get from depositing millions
I love thumbing through them Benjis
Getting head on the beach
In the drop top Rolls couldn't match the feeling so
Please excuse me if I keep it moving
I know them big licks just ain't gon' come to me
So I'm on the hunt
Some people think I'm tripping, think I'm on one
This is the mentality, brutality of New Orleans
Trying to come up and share my pot with my lil dog and them
Yeah
Yeah
Trying to come up and share my pot with my lil dog and them
Its enough loot and bitches in this world for all of us
Lil homie you gotta think larger, broader
Crabs in a bucket they kill you before you touch it
That fucking money, them haters don't want to see you get none
They want you on the porch right next to them
Can't entertain these bums get on your money
Bro you'll turn into a skeleton just waiting for that bread to come
Get up and get to the paper
Get up and get to the paper
Get up and get to the paper
Get up and get to the paper
Get up and get to the paper
Get up and get to the paper
Get up and get to the paper

Get up and get to the paper
Get up and get to the paper
Get up and get to the paper
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Get up and get to the

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Get To Know – Chevy Woods Testo della canzone

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Get To Know – Chevy Woods

[Hook:]
I'm about my business so we live different
I still be at the hood yeah I still kick it
My mind on the money made a meal ticket
And this for all my niggas cuz I'm still with it
I'm still with it [x2]
Don't give a fuck what they say cuz I'm still with it
I'm still with it [x2]
Yeah this for all my niggas cuz I'm still with it

Hell nah we can't talk no business
Boy you ain't got no dough
On Instagram you flexing bitches
And you still ain't got no hoes
My money riding out the [?] store
But you pussy niggas no show
Straight out the pot yeah that's a work of art
The fiends yelling for the yayo
And I'm just counting all this paper up with my niggas on god
Ten passenger seat jet getting high before we take off

[Hook]

So one time if you still with it
If you not then you pray you gotta deal with it
And now everybody a real nigga
My homie caught a body yeah say shit that's real nigga
So don't tell me what your life like
They had my dog in life light
It was so cold in that night
But we got it done for the right price
Don't play games where we come from
Ain't no lames where we come from
I made some change where we come
Ain't even see it coming where we coming

[Hook]

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Get To Know – Cosmo’s Midnight Testo della canzone

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Get To Know – Cosmo's Midnight

I wanna say something 'bout you
I went to but I withdrew
I wanna make you bend like a bamboo
Can do but I can't choose you
Can't say what I wanted to say
If I did then I would have
Cause I wanna make a plan but it falls on you
Gotta wait till you do

What's the deal though
We can make it real; like I feel, when I see you girl
I could make you feel as though
You don't wanna see me go

Cause we can't hesitate
I wanna put it on a plate
Something 'bout your body baby
You could be my everything

I could wait a decade or two for you
I had two plans and they don't go through
One hand that I never can chew
And we can go to France and I can't ask you
Whats the deal though?
And I can't make you stand by me
But I can see a timeline where by we

Maybe I was right in saying
Night and Day and you can holla
You the topic me the scholar
We can be the one to make it happen
But for now I can imagine
I just wanna hold you once
Be the only one you want
I just wanna hold you once

What's the deal though
We can make it real; like I feel, when I see you girl
I could make you feel as though
You don't wanna see me go

Cause we can't hesitate
I wanna put it on a plate
Something 'bout your body baby
You could be my everything

Cause we can't hesitate
I wanna put it on a plate
Something 'bout your body baby
You could be my everything

Cause we can't hesitate
I wanna put it on a plate
Something 'bout your body baby
You could be my everything

Cause we can't hesitate
I wanna put it on a plate
Something 'bout your body baby
You could be my everything

Cause we can't hesitate
I wanna put it on a plate
Something 'bout your body baby
You could be my everything

Cause we can't hesitate
I wanna put it on a plate
Something 'bout your body baby
You could be my everything

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Get To Know Me – Anitta & Alesso Testo della canzone

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Get To Know Me – Anitta & Alesso

You wanna skip the conversation
Saying you get impatient
Boy, you must have me mistaken
'Cause you gotta make it worth my time

I can judge on first impressions
You been wanting my attention
So if you got the right intention
Maybe I might like to change my mind

Got your foot down on the pedal
Now you're plotting how to make a move
Trying anything to get me next to you

I know you wanna get to know me
But I ain't sure if you can handle it
Can you read it on my body?
I know you wanna taste it on my lips

Show me what you could do for me
Tell me all about the benefits
I know you wanna get to know me
But I ain't sure if you can handle it

I know you want the lights down low and my clothes off
Pretty little thing on your arm you can show off
It's gonna take more than a dream, guess you know that
Guess you know that

You're gonna have to put in more than a minute
Treat me like a queen, show me now that you're in it
If you only stick around through the night, then forget it
Then forget it, yeah

Got your foot down on the pedal
Now you're plotting how to make a move
Trying anything to get me next to you

I know you wanna get to know me
But I ain't sure if you can handle it
Can you read it on my body?
I know you wanna taste it on my lips

Show me what you could do for me
Tell me all about the benefits
I know you wanna get to know me
But I ain't sure if you can handle it

I know you want to know me, put your body on my body
Trying anything to get me next to you
I know you want to know me, put your body on my body
Trying anything to get me next to you

I know you want to know me, put your body on my body

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Get To Know Ya – Coleman Hell Testo della canzone

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Get To Know Ya – Coleman Hell

Can I get to know ya
Can I get to know ya
Can I get to know ya, babe
Can I get to know ya

Can I get to know ya
Can I get to know ya, no no
Can I (Hey)
Can I get to know you

Tell me your sign
Tell me your plans
Can they be mine
Girl, I'm just sayin'
Give it a try
Give me a chance
(Whoa)
Can I get to know ya

I just wanna vibe
With you and your friends
Ten out of ten
We'll do it again
Give me a shot
Give me your hand
Can I get to know you...

She's a fine one
Spent all night tryin' to find one
Shine so bright like a diamond
Shine so bright my diamond, yeah
And you know I got my on you
You're the right one, you
You're the right one
Wanna light one
With you when the night come

Can I get to know ya
Can I get to know ya
Can I get to know ya, babe
Can I get to know ya

Can I get to know ya
Can I get to know ya, no no
Can I (Hey)
Can I get to know you...

They keep playing slow songs
I've been waiting so long
For the chance to go off
Can I get to know ya
They keep playing slow songs
I've been waiting so long
For the chance to go off
Can I get to know

Can I get to know ya
Can I get to know ya
Can I get to know ya, babe
Can I get to know ya

Can I get to know ya
Can I get to know ya, no no
Can I (Hey)
Can I get to know you...

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Get To Know You Better – Mary J Blige Testo della canzone

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Get To Know You Better – Mary J Blige

[Vs.1]
Why do we go through things unnecessary
Why can't we understand that our love is the key
We can solve any problem if we only were meek
But you won't take the time to try and understand me
Our Love

[Bridge]
Our love will grow much stronger
(grow much stronger)
Our love will last much longer (last)
If we would take the time out
To find out what love is all about

That's why I'm saying

[Chorus]
I wanna get to know you better (only if you let me)
Only if you let me
Love will grow much faster
Happy ever after
That is what I'm after
I just wanna be with you, you

[Vs.2]
I do not understand why we can't make it
But I will tell you one thing
I'm not trying to fake it
You can stay if you want to
Cause my love is the same
I will not disappoint you
And I won't be the blame
Our love

[Bridge]

That is why I'm sayin'

[Chorus]

La la la la la la (la la la la la la la)
La la la la la la (whoa laaa)
La la la la la la (la la la)
La la la la la la (la la)

[Chorus until fade]

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Get To Know You Girl – Carson Lueders Testo della canzone

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Get To Know You Girl – Carson Lueders

I gotta get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
Get to get to know you girl,
Get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
Get to get to know you girl,
Get to get to know you girl.

Hey, pretty girl,
What you're doing now,
I like the way you walk
And I like the way you smile, Girl...
I really wanna talk to you
But I guess have been a little shy.

Just pinch me,
Cause I'm dreaming,
You give me
All the reasons,
I can't count upon my hands
Just girl I wanna be with you.

I gotta get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
Get to get to know you girl,
Get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
Get to get to know you girl,
Get to get to know you girl.

One text, two text, three text, four,
Ask for anything and I
Give you the world
When you tweet me,
Your words complete me,
Baby you can be my girl.

Just pinch me
Cause I'm dreaming,
You give me
All the reasons,
I can't count upon my hands
Just girl I wanna be with you.

I gotta get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
Get to get to know you girl,
Get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
Get to get to know you girl,
Get to get to know you girl.

O O, B O B, T T Y L
Cause you're looking at me,
Call me maybe,
You could be my baby,
STOP

(I could be your boyfriend)

I know what makes you beautiful,
Where have you been
Step into my pay phone,
It's just both of us our world,
I just gotta know you girl.
I gotta get to get to know you.......

I gotta get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
Get to get to know you girl,
Get to get to know you girl,
I gotta get to get to know you girl.....
I gotta get to get to know you girl.....
I gotta get to get to know you girl,
Get to get to know you girl,
Get to get to know you girl.

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Get To The Bottom – Colin James Testo della canzone

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Get To The Bottom – Colin James

Feelin' that old story every time we kiss
I taste somethin' strange you're leavin' on my lips
Now we're gonna hit the bottom when you tell me what it is
I recommend that you trust me and take a risk

We're gonna dig right down and get to the bottom of this
Get to the bottom of this
Get to the bottom of this

I'm hangin' out to dry, waitin' for the word
I'm tryna make a lick of sense of anything I've heard
I'll believe it when you tell me, baby, then I can be sure
(Alright) Before we lose each other by not sayin' what it is

We'd better dive right in and get to the bottom of this
Get to the bottom of this
Get to the bottom of this

(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Get to the bottom of this

Get to the bottom of this
Get to the bottom of this

Tell me, tell me now and help me get to the bottom of this
Get to the bottom of this
Get to the bottom of this

Dig right down, and get to the bottom of this
Yeah, yeah, dig right down

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Get To You – A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie Testo della canzone

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Get To You – A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie

Metro Boomin make it boom
Aye, Metro Boomin make it boom, make it boom

Don't be telling me you're through
'Cause I be thinking that it's true, that it's true
Telling me about your new boo
And I don't wanna face the truth, if it's true
I just wanna get to you
Anything to get to you, get to you
I just wanna get to you
Anything to get to you, get to you

I always had you in some new 'Loubs
Never let you complain about your shoes, bought you shoes
When nobody would listen to me
I know that I can talk to you, talk to you
'Cause everybody else is clueless, no excuses
Keep on saying they gon' do shit, never do shit
She keep saying she gon' use me, I'ma use her
I got on so many jewels, I feel like a jeweler
I pulled up in a Patek, you pulled up in a Mueller
Double wedding band ring, she pulled off in a new fur
Metro Boomin on the beat, I feel like I'm cheating
Showing me that nipple ring, I feel like you teasing
You keep begging me to eat, girl why you beasting?
Can I take you to my suite?
Yeah, for a weekend
Can you come and give me brain?
Make me a genius
I could make that pussy beatbox while I'm singing

But when you tell me you're through
I start to think that shit is true, is it true?
Telling me about your new boo
And I don't wanna face the truth, if it's true
I just wanna get to you
Anything to get to you, get to you
I just wanna get to you
Anything to get to you, get to you
I just wanna get to

I need to care to you, carefully, carefully
I'm moving carefully
Iggin' me, iggin' me
It don't make sense to me
Send for me, send for me
Need you to win for me
Care for me, care for me
And if you care, make time for me, make time for me
And when you lie to me it just be killing me
You're acting differently, I need to care to you
I need you there for me, I need to care to you
I need to care to you, carefully, carefully
I'm moving carefully
Iggin' me, iggin' me
It don't make sense to me
Send for me, send for me
Need you to win for me
Care for me, care for me
And if you care, make time for me, make time for me
And when you lie to me it just be killing me
You're acting differently, I need to care to you
I need you there for me

[Future:] If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you

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Get To You – A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie Testo della canzone

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Get To You – A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie

Metro Boomin make it boom
Aye, Metro Boomin make it boom, make it boom

Don't be telling me you're through
'Cause I be thinking that it's true, that it's true
Telling me about your new boo
And I don't wanna face the truth, if it's true
I just wanna get to you
Anything to get to you, get to you
I just wanna get to you
Anything to get to you, get to you

I always had you in some new 'Loubs
Never let you complain about your shoes, bought you shoes
When nobody would listen to me
I know that I can talk to you, talk to you
'Cause everybody else is clueless, no excuses
Keep on saying they gon' do shit, never do shit
She keep saying she gon' use me, I'ma use her
I got on so many jewels, I feel like a jeweler
I pulled up in a Patek, you pulled up in a Mueller
Double wedding band ring, she pulled off in a new fur
Metro Boomin on the beat, I feel like I'm cheating
Showing me that nipple ring, I feel like you teasing
You keep begging me to eat, girl why you beasting?
Can I take you to my suite?
Yeah, for a weekend
Can you come and give me brain?
Make me a genius
I could make that pussy beatbox while I'm singing

But when you tell me you're through
I start to think that shit is true, is it true?
Telling me about your new boo
And I don't wanna face the truth, if it's true
I just wanna get to you
Anything to get to you, get to you
I just wanna get to you
Anything to get to you, get to you
I just wanna get to

I need to care to you, carefully, carefully
I'm moving carefully
Iggin' me, iggin' me
It don't make sense to me
Send for me, send for me
Need you to win for me
Care for me, care for me
And if you care, make time for me, make time for me
And when you lie to me it just be killing me
You're acting differently, I need to care to you
I need you there for me, I need to care to you
I need to care to you, carefully, carefully
I'm moving carefully
Iggin' me, iggin' me
It don't make sense to me
Send for me, send for me
Need you to win for me
Care for me, care for me
And if you care, make time for me, make time for me
And when you lie to me it just be killing me
You're acting differently, I need to care to you
I need you there for me

[Future:] If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you

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Get To You – The Byrds Testo della canzone

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Get To You – The Byrds

Standing in the airport I am waiting for a plane
Goin' east to London, want to be back there again
It's the right time of year, all the trees are autumn brown
But I really only want to get to you

Sitting by the window, watching ocean going by
Seems I should be with you but how fast can this thing fly
Hey how it seems like an eternity
All the time it took me trying to get to you

Oh, that's a little better
Oh, that's a little better
Oh, that's a little better
Oh, that's a little better

Standing in the airport I am getting off the plane
Glad to be in London even though it's pouring rain
It's a bright sunny day when I see you run my way
But it took me twenty years to get to you
It's a bright sunny day when I see you run my way
But it took me twenty years to get to you

Oh, that's a little better
Oh, that's a little better
Oh, that's a little better
Oh, that's a little better

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Get To You – Giveon Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Va tutto bene
Da quando... l'ultimo sono stato io a spingerla via
Mi senti, in questo, sono io che dico-, che dico che sono pronto
essenzialmente
Eccomi, sì
Singolo ma sta invecchiando velocemente
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, sì, sì
Oh oh oh oh
Single, single, si sta facendo, yeah

Singolo ma sta diventando vecchio velocemente (vecchio veloce)
Sono in viaggio ogni notte, ho bisogno di qualcuno che mi tenga (stringimi)
Questo è quello che mi hai detto
Non posso farci niente, vogliono conoscermi (vogliono conoscermi)
Vuoi mettermi in mostra, dovevi mantenerlo basso
Dai la colpa al vecchio me

A sette minuti dalla tua culla
Non sto arrivando ma sappi che sono vicino
Ne avevo pochi ma non era così
Odio il fatto di non essere invitato
Scusa se sono stato indeciso
Amarti nel mio tempo è ingiusto, uh
Sarò onesto, ci tengo
Metticelo alle spalle, lo giuro

Serate in queste strade
Mi sono divertito, mi conosci
Ora il mio serbatoio è su E
Riempimi come se avessi bisogno (Sì)
Serate in queste strade
Rossetto sulla mia guancia
Mi sono divertito ora sto provando a raggiungerti (provando)
Oh oh oh)
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh

Faccio di più (di più)
Ti eri in punta di piedi (dita dei piedi)
Poi sono diventato un fantasma
Dove sono andato? (Io vado)
L'estate è diventata fredda e ora mi stai aspettando
È andato troppo lontano (troppo lontano)
Ora sono sul tuo viale, oh, oh

A due minuti dalla tua culla
Mi vergogno troppo delle cose che ho fatto
Ne avevo pochi ma non era così
Ooh-woah, ooh-ooh, woah-oh
Scusa se sono stato indeciso
Amarti nel mio tempo è ingiusto, uh
Sarò onesto, ci tengo
Metticelo alle spalle, lo giuro

Serate in queste strade
Mi sono divertito, mi conosci (Mi sono divertito, mi conosci)
Ora il mio serbatoio è su E (Ora il mio serbatoio è su E)
Riempimi come ho bisogno (Riempimi)
Serate in queste strade (Sì)
Rossetto sulla mia guancia
Mi sono divertito ora sto provando a raggiungerti (a te)
Oh oh oh oh oh

Mi sono divertito ora sto cercando di ottenere (sto cercando di ottenere)
Vieni da te, ooh-ooh
oh

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Il Testo della canzone di:
Get To You – Giveon


It's alright
Since the-, the last one was me kind of pushin' her away
You feel me, in this one, it's me say-, sayin' I'm ready
Essentially
Here I go, yeah
Single but it's gettin' old quick
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh-oh, oh
Single, single, it's gettin', yeah

Single but it's gettin' old quick (Old quick)
I'm on the road each night, need someone to hold me (Hold me)
That's what you told me
Can't help it, they wanna know me (They wanna know me)
You wanna show me off, had to keep it lowkey
Blame it on the old me

Seven minutes away from your crib
Not on my way but know that I'm near
Had a few but it wasn't like this
Hate the fact that I'm not invited
Sorry that I've been indecisive
Loving you on my time is unfair, uh
I'ma be honest, I care
Put it behind us, I swear

Nights out in these streets
Had fun, you know me
Now my tank is on E
Fill me up like I need (Yeah)
Nights out in these streets
Lipstick on my cheek
Had my fun now I'm tryna get to you (Tryin')
Oh (Oh-oh)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh, oh

I do the most (Most)
Had you on your toes (Toes)
Then I went ghost
Where did I go? (I go)
The summer went cold and now you're waiting for me
Took it way too far (Too far)
Now I'm on your boulevard, oh, oh

Two minutes away from your crib
Too ashamed of the things that I did
Had a few but it wasn't like this
Ooh-woah, ooh-ooh, woah-oh
Sorry that I've been indecisive
Loving you on my time is unfair, uh
I'ma be honest, I care
Put it behind us, I swear

Nights out in these streets
Had fun, you know me (Had fun, you know me)
Now my tank is on E (Now my tank is on E)
Fill me up like I need (Fill me up)
Nights out in these streets (Yeah)
Lipstick on my cheek
Had my fun now I'm tryna get to you (To you)
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Had my fun now I'm tryna get (I'm tryna get)
Get to you, ooh-ooh
Ooh

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Get To You Again – Mac Ayres Testo della canzone

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Get To You Again – Mac Ayres

I guess we meet again, my friend
It's not so often that you come around
Until our track has seen its end
I'mma be running, babe
Mmm

I spent the whole night driving home
Just wishing you would call and tell me
To turn around like I ain't done
With what I started, babe

Finally think of starting with you
Can I start with you, oh?

How do I get to you again?
How do I get to you again?
How do I get to you again, babe?
How do I get to you again (again)?
Ooh

I heard she never said she'd fall
She just had taken something stupid
She probably won't expect my call
So I ain't making it

Knowing that I'm calling to you, oh
Can I call to you, yeah?

How do I get to you again, babe?
How do I get to you again?
How do I get to you again, babe?
How do I get to you again (again)?

They wanna know how I've been living (good)
They're listening to the shit that I have written
They say I knew it had to be, babe, babe
Last man to touch the mic, he went missing
The only thing I know is what it isn't
Didn't think I had it in me baby, yeah
They wanna know how I've been living (how do I get to you again?)
They're listening to the shit that I have written
They say I knew it had to be (how do I get to you again?), babe
Last man to touch the mic, he went missing (how do I get to you again?)
The only thing I know is what it isn't
Didn't think I had it in me baby, yeah

How do I get to you again, yeah?

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Get Together – Andy Williams Testo della canzone

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Get Together – Andy Williams

Love is but a song we sing
Fear's the way we die
You can make the mountains ring
Or make the angels cry
Though the bird is on the wing
And you may not know why

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Some may come
And some may go
We will surely pass
When the one that left us here
Returns for us at last
We are but a moment's sunlight
Fading in the grass

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

If you hear the song I sing
You will understand (Listen)
You hold the key to love and fear
All in your trembling hand
Just one key unlocks them both
It's there at your command

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother

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Get Together – Anne Murray Testo della canzone

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Get Together – Anne Murray

Love is but a song we sing
And fear's the way we die,
You can make the mountains ring
Or make the angels cry,
Tho' the bird is on the wing
And you may not know why.

C'mon people, now
Smile on your brother,
Ev'ry-body get together,
Try to love one another right now.

Some will come and some will go
And we shall surely pass
When the one that left us here
Returns for us at last
We are but a moments sunlight
Fading in the grass.

C'mon people, now
Smile on your brother,
Every-body get together,
Try to love one another right now.

If you hear the song I sing
You will understand
You hold the key to love and fear
In your trembling hand
Just one key unlocks them both,
It's there at your command.

C'mon people, now
Smile on your brother,
Every-body get together,
Try to love one another right now.

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Get Together – Big Mountain Testo della canzone

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Get Together – Big Mountain

You gotta get together...

Love is but a song we'll sing
And feels the way we die
You can make the mountains ring
Or making just cry
Though the bird is on the wing
And you may not know why

C'mon people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now

Some will come and some will go
And we shall surely pass
When the one that left us here
Returns for us at last
We have but a moments on life
Fading in the grass

C'mon people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now

C'mon people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now

Wanna grab all all your friend
Nothing for deal and is just for making
Live in this situation
Must forward in this generation
Seek the truth in your heart, in your mind
Do what's right and you shall fight
There's a universal family
Peace my brothers and my sisters

C'mon people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now

If you hear the song I sing
You will understand (listen)
You hold the key to love and fear
All in your trembling hand
Just when key unlocks them both
It's there at your command

C'mon people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now

C'mon people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
Right now
Right now...

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Get Together – Gang Starr Testo della canzone

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Get Together – Gang Starr

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-c'mon, uh-c'mon
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-c'mon, uh-c'mon
Uh-cuh-cuh-cuh, cuh-cuh-c'mon, cuh-c'mon
C'mon, c'mon
All or nothing, while I'm in this
C'mon, c'mon

It's me El Grande, or call me Papi Chulito
Yo tengo mucho lovin' for you mamis if you legal
For honeys, nothing equal to the way I tap that spot
Get your cat hot, guess what? You hit the jackpot
Candle-light dinners for you winners, huh
See like I'm like Don Juan, hit me sweetie, I get in ya
Sugar, I'mma put y'a in a beautiful mood
Forget about that lame, he ain't a suitable dude
Word up, I'm the one you like to talk to
You'll find my conversation so enlightening that you sparkle
Hoy ya ven aquí, so I can hold you tight, mold you right
Listen girl, I got more game than Dolemite
It's only right, baby, that we blend together
You'll be wanting me to be your friend forever
And ain't it clever boo, how I got you sprung?
So when I holler yo, you know you gotta come

Dame little mami, ven aquí
(Dame, dame, dame, dame)
I'm sorry, that's as far as my Spanish goes
Several words, like "si"
Because I like what I see (I like what I see, yeah)
I was thinkin' we should get together on the low
You and me

What that chulo? You lookin' at my kulo?
Said you got that prosciutto, but I won't call you my boo though
I'm too cool yo, they call me la negrita for real
And it's really nice to meet you, heard you like a big deal
So what it do? You checkin' for me twice in a blue
Shit I spit too, bet I'm probably nicer than you
I mean let's talk about it
Start with a G through the park and have a walk about it
Like what's your favorite color?
Why you wanna be my lover? Tell me, how's ya' mother?
Could you meet me up town when I'm thinkin' of ya'
No time for another sucker, let him ring the buzzer
I'm sippin' honey, dippin' sundress in the summer
Jiggy mami right, droppin' niggas like mics
Plus I've never been the type to fall in love with the hype
Eatin' my rice, hit 'em with the dímelo papi
Got a thing for baggin' bapis in my beef & broccoli, what

Dame little mami, ven aquí
(Dame, dame, dame, dame)
I'm sorry, that's as far as my Spanish goes
Several words, like "si"
Because I like what I see (I like what I see, yeah)
I was thinkin' we should get together on the low
You and me

(Uh, uh-c'mon)
Let's get together baby, ah, ah
Let's get together baby, ah, ah
Let's get together baby, ah, ah, ah
Oh, ah, ah, yeah
Let's get together baby, ah, ah
Let's get together baby, ah-ah-ah-ah
Let's get together baby, ah, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
(Uh, uh, uh-c'mon)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Oh, oh
(Uh, uh-c'mon, uh-c'mon)

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Get Together – The Carpenters Testo della canzone

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Get Together – The Carpenters

Love is but a song we sing
And fear's the way we die
You can make the mountains sing
Or make the angels cry
Though the dove is on the wing
You need not know why

[*] Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Love one another right now

Some will come and some will go
This will surely pass
When the one who left us here
Returns for us at last
We are but a moment's sunlight
Fading in the grass

[Repeat *]

If you hear the song we sing,
You will understand
You hold the key to love and fear
It's in your trembling hand
One key unlocks them both, you know
It's at your command

[Repeat *]

Love one another right now
Love one another right now

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Get Together – Farruko Testo della canzone

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Get Together – Farruko

Hoy tengo un get together en casa
y te aseguro que la vamo' a pasar
de los mas bien eh eh
no no tenemos que enamorarnos [x2]

Welcome to my party lick lick
Dale dale, Boom boom
Quiero que grites de quien es eso
Shorty quiero que tu y yo nos matemos
(No tenemos que enamorarnos)

Solo es cuestion de pasarla chillin y ya
Un par de drinking y a todas se va
Se pone agresiva, me pide mas
Posesiva se me engrincha encima y me dice

Papi matame y yo la mato
Ven maltratame, toma maltrato
Yo la pasare bien toda la noche
Siempre y cuando junto a mi estes tu [x2]

Y me gustas
Cuando bailas te meneas con destreza
Bichifucker con la mano en la cabeza
Como si estuvieras en brava, borracha
bailando encima de una mesa ma' [x2]

Hoy tengo un get together en casa
y te aseguro que la vamo' a pasar
de los mas bien eh eh
no no tenemos que enamorarnos [x2]

Le ofrezco un trago y mas fresca se pone
Me dice que la margarita hace que la entone
Ya lleva como una y mas dos son tres
Le subio la nota ahora es que es

Y me gustas
Cuando bailas te meneas con destreza
Bichifucker con la mano en la cabeza
Como si estuvieras en brava, borracha
bailando encima de una mesa ma' [x2]

Me dice papi matame y yo la mato
Ven maltratame, toma maltrato
Yo la pasare bien toda la noche
Siempre y cuando junto a mi estes tu [x2]

Mami
Toma un get together
dale pa' aca Jaja
Farruko
Los metalicoz
Duran, Opi
Te lo dije papi
Los metalicoz Yazid & Gaby
Alex Gargola, Ecko
Farruko el Talento..
Del Bloque

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Get Together – Louis The Child Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Dobbiamo metterci insieme
Come quello che sarà

Un passo avanti
Tre passi indietro - indietro
Sono caduto in profondità nella trappola
Sì l'ho fatto

C'è una guerra di parole
E potrei essere sull'orlo
Di perdere me stesso e lei

No, non voglio mai deluderti
Ho trovato il mio cuore in un perduto e trovato
Non voglio mai deluderti
Ho trovato il mio cuore in un perduto e trovato

Ho visto i miei sogn

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Get Together – Louis The Child

We've got to get ourselves together
Like what's it gonna be

One step moving forward
Three steps back - back
Fell deep into the trap
Yeah I did that

There is a war of words
And I might be on the verge
Of losing myself, and her

No I never want to let you down
Found my heart in a lost and found
I never wanna let you down
Found my heart in a lost and found

Saw my dreams come true
Right on cue
Daydreams getting intimate
With a nightmare too

Why would I throw something good away
Them bad boys that don't behave
I'm so self, destructive

No I never want to let you down
Found my heart in a lost and found
I never wanna let you down
Found my heart in a lost and found

We've got to get ourselves together
We're on both sides of the fence
Lose ourselves at what expense - yay yeah
We've got to get ourselves together
Like what's it gonna be

We've got to get ourselves together
We're on both sides of the fence
Lose ourselves at what expense - yay yeah
We've got to get ourselves together
Like what's it gonna be

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Get U – Flume Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Togliti dal mio—
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mmm, mmm)
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mmm, mmm)
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mmm, mmm)
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mmm, mmm)
Scendi (Mmm, mmm)
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mmm, mmm)
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mmm, mmm)
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mmm, mmm)
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mhm, mm)

Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mmm, mmm)
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mmm, mmm)
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mmm, mmm)
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mhm, mm)
Togliti dal mio—
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mm)
Scendi
Prenderti
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mmm, mmm)
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mmm, mmm)
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mmm, mmm)
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mmm, mmm)
Togliti di dosso dal mio— (Mmm, mmm)

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Get U – Flume


Get you off my—
Get you off my— (Mmm, mmm)
Get you off my— (Mmm, mmm)
Get you off my— (Mmm, mmm)
Get you off my— (Mmm, mmm)
Get you off (Mmm, mmm)
Get you off my— (Mmm, mmm)
Get you off my— (Mmm, mmm)
Get you off my— (Mmm, mmm)
Get you off my— (Mhm, mm)

Get you off my— (Mmm, mmm)
Get you off my— (Mmm, mmm)
Get you off my— (Mmm, mmm)
Get you off my— (Mhm, mm)
Get you off my—
Get you off my— (Mm)
Get you off
Get you
Get you off my— (Mmm, mmm)
Get you off my— (Mmm, mmm)
Get you off my— (Mmm, mmm)
Get you off my— (Mmm, mmm)
Get you off my— (Mmm, mmm)

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Get Ugly – Jason Derulo Testo della canzone

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Get Ugly – Jason Derulo

Girl, ladies, let your hurr down
Let your hurr down
We's about to get down

Oh my, oh my, oh my God
This girl straight and this girl not
Tipsy off that peach Ciroc
Like la la la
Ching-a-lang-lang, ching-a-ling-a-lang-lang
Jeans so tight I could see loose change
Do your thang, thang, girl
Do that thang like la la la

Tell them pretty-faced girls tryna brass each other
And them undercover freaks who ain't nun' but trouble
Baby, I'mma tell you some' only cause I love ya
People all around the world sexy motherfuckers

Get ugly
Yeah, get ugly, baby
Get ugly
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
So sexy
Damn, that's ugly

Bruh, I can't, I can't even lie
I'm about to be that guy
Someone else gon' have to drive me home
La la la
Bang-a-rang-rang, bang-a-ring-a-rang-rang
Bass in the trunk, vibrate that thang
Do your thang, thang, girl
Do that thang like la la la

Tell them pretty-faced girls tryna brass each other
And them undercover freaks who ain't nun' but trouble
Baby, I'mma tell you some' only cause I love ya
People all around the world sexy motherfuckers

Get ugly
Get ugly, baby, woo hoo
And everybody say la la la
Get ugly
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
So sexy
Damn, that's ugly

Ay, Ricky
This beat give me that ugly face, man
Everybody lose control
Let's get ugly, dysfunctional
Everybody lose control
Let's get ugly, dysfunctional

Tell them pretty-faced girls tryna brass each other
And them undercover freaks who ain't nun' but trouble
Baby, I'mma tell you some' only cause I love ya
People all around the world sexy motherfuckers

Light them up then pass that, pass that
La la la
Everybody lose control
Let's get ugly, dysfunctional
Get ugly
You know what I'm talking about
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
So sexy
Damn, that's ugly

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Get Ugly – Lil Baby Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob 

Può diventare brutto (Huh)
Vuoi andartene o restare come mi ami?
Dal basso, tutto quello che so è la lotta
Non posso non trovo lavoro, quindi tutto quello che so è il trambusto

Sì, il bankroll sta diventando più grande (Nigga)
L'Impero si sta costruendo, dando rack al negro giusto
Posso ottenere un pacchetto durante la notte, non è

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Get Ugly – Lil Baby

ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob

It can get ugly (Huh)
Would you leave or stay like you love me?
From the bottom, all I know is the struggle
Can't get no job, so all I know is the hustle

Yeah, bankroll gettin' bigger (Nigga)
Empire gettin' built up, givin' racks to the right nigga
I can get a pack overnight, ain't nothin' like you niggas
Sippin' syrup 'til my body numb, I ain't tryna catch no feelings
I ain't never bite no nigga
She give me brain now 'cause I'm famous
I got these chains on, gettin' tangled
I'm in the big Benz, not a Wrangler
It's still a Jeep though, it ain't cheap, ho
I'm just happy they gon' free Rico
Dodgin' stank hoes and R.I.C.O.
I'ma spin a van with them Dracos
Probably ridin' around with Starlito
I'ma bust it down with my lil' bros
Buy cars for all of my kinfolk
If the sack ever did get low
God knows it's gon' be a robbery
Why the fuck everybody callin' me?
Everybody who left took a part of me
Excuse my drip, yeah, pardon me
Show me a list of who hard as me

It can get ugly (Huh)
Would you leave or stay like you love me?
From the bottom, all I know is the struggle
Can't get no job, so all I know is the hustle

Right back after tour, ain't got time for no attitude
Why I cannot lose, feel like I had to do it
I'm in my savage mood, put a lil' back into it
Treat me with gratitude, I ain't no average dude
Need my rims offset like Cardi B
This might be my hardest beat
Put the blame on Pee, he started me
Got the game from Big, he guarded me
Coach threw me in, took me out the streets
Now I get racks to rap on beats
I still know plugs with packs for cheap
Killers owe favors, they'll whack for free
Never did fraud, I got cash receipts
Lotta niggas get they swag from me
Don't tell nobody 'bout bags from me
You were not in the street, you wouldn't last a week
My bitch so bad, I pass on freaks
I'm here 'cause my granny be prayin' for me
None of these niggas ain't playin' with me
Got hitters that'll sit in that can for me, yeah

It can get ugly (Huh)
Would you leave or stay like you love me?
From the bottom, all I know is the struggle
Can't get no job, so all I know is the hustle, yeah

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Get Up & Get It – Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Testo della canzone

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Get Up & Get It – Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

[Hook (Layzie, Krayzie & 3LW)]
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)

[In the 4th line of hook]
Get up and get something

[Layzie]
It's all about money ain't nobody frontin'
I gotta go get it we gotta survive
Whether it's workin' a nine-to-five
Or ridin' the hustle I gotta get mine, bottom line
Most of my time I'm out here puttin' in work
For all of my days that I run this earth
I'ma make it count for what it's worth
You never know about this life and the type of pain that it can bring
That's why you gotta get off of you're thing cuz it ain't no dream and it
ain't no game
We so serious, dogg you know it don't stop
I know time is the devil's workshop

[Bizzy]
See I do it I did it
And y'all know that I'm wit it
I'll give anything for passin' and take to it back
A hustlin' little brother with crack
But now I grind a little bit harder
Harder my niggaz stories in order
See, it was hard for me momma
My mother dropped in the water
My sister was damn fast, Heather was right behind ya
Cassie, that's my little sister
My father loved you like the only child
Funny, he ain't never seen my smile

[Hook]

[Krayzie]
You betta get on yo grind
You betta go get it if you really tryin' to shine
You betta be keepin' yo eyes on your prize at all times
Keepin' it real for my all of my thugs in the projects
The niggaz that ain't got shit
Not havin' this nonsense my niggaz
My momma said, boy if you ever wanna be anything
Get off the couch and out my house, use your brain
So I took heed and I jumped right up on my feet
Got off the streets and I'll be
In heat I'm laughing at police now

[Layzie]
Coming to you like this
This used to be child
Is now a grown man
Don't play with the wrong hand
But I never could quit cuz I'm playin' a strong man
Everybody got a point to prove you might as well start today
Rather than puttin' it off tomorrow
You're lettin' it slip away
Lil' Lay, I parle
And get paid, and that's all
And I creep and I rise
In yo eyes I still ball
And stand tall with my chest
And my cheek to the sky
I'm in it to win it my nigga believe it until the day that I die
So come on

[Hook]

[3LW]
Anything you want, anything you need
You gotta get it, yeah and go get it
Ain't comin' to you, you gotta put in your dues
Show the world that you can do it
Don't let nobody hold you back
So you betta get your hustle on
Baby betta get your hustle on
You betta

[Wish]
We some of the livest, you know
True thugs don't really mind to riot, let it go
They sayin' get up and get it
Yes we went and did it
You won't admit it
Cuz you hatin' cuz you can't get it
Every since I was a young thug
Been creepin' showin' mo' love
Even when I got it you best to give it up
It's Cleveland, until we get what we want we ain't leaving
This is what we want with no chumps, please believe it

[Hook x2]

[3LW fading]
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Gettin' money till we flooded with ice
Nigga it's freeze
3-L-Dub is goin' coast to coast
We family
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Gettin' money till we flooded with ice...

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Get Up & Get It – Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Testo della canzone

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Get Up & Get It – Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

[Hook (Layzie, Krayzie & 3LW)]
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)

[In the 4th line of hook]
Get up and get something

[Layzie]
It's all about money ain't nobody frontin'
I gotta go get it we gotta survive
Whether it's workin' a nine-to-five
Or ridin' the hustle I gotta get mine, bottom line
Most of my time I'm out here puttin' in work
For all of my days that I run this earth
I'ma make it count for what it's worth
You never know about this life and the type of pain that it can bring
That's why you gotta get off of you're thing cuz it ain't no dream and it
ain't no game
We so serious, dogg you know it don't stop
I know time is the devil's workshop

[Bizzy]
See I do it I did it
And y'all know that I'm wit it
I'll give anything for passin' and take to it back
A hustlin' little brother with crack
But now I grind a little bit harder
Harder my niggaz stories in order
See, it was hard for me momma
My mother dropped in the water
My sister was damn fast, Heather was right behind ya
Cassie, that's my little sister
My father loved you like the only child
Funny, he ain't never seen my smile

[Hook]

[Krayzie]
You betta get on yo grind
You betta go get it if you really tryin' to shine
You betta be keepin' yo eyes on your prize at all times
Keepin' it real for my all of my thugs in the projects
The niggaz that ain't got shit
Not havin' this nonsense my niggaz
My momma said, boy if you ever wanna be anything
Get off the couch and out my house, use your brain
So I took heed and I jumped right up on my feet
Got off the streets and I'll be
In heat I'm laughing at police now

[Layzie]
Coming to you like this
This used to be child
Is now a grown man
Don't play with the wrong hand
But I never could quit cuz I'm playin' a strong man
Everybody got a point to prove you might as well start today
Rather than puttin' it off tomorrow
You're lettin' it slip away
Lil' Lay, I parle
And get paid, and that's all
And I creep and I rise
In yo eyes I still ball
And stand tall with my chest
And my cheek to the sky
I'm in it to win it my nigga believe it until the day that I die
So come on

[Hook]

[3LW]
Anything you want, anything you need
You gotta get it, yeah and go get it
Ain't comin' to you, you gotta put in your dues
Show the world that you can do it
Don't let nobody hold you back
So you betta get your hustle on
Baby betta get your hustle on
You betta

[Wish]
We some of the livest, you know
True thugs don't really mind to riot, let it go
They sayin' get up and get it
Yes we went and did it
You won't admit it
Cuz you hatin' cuz you can't get it
Every since I was a young thug
Been creepin' showin' mo' love
Even when I got it you best to give it up
It's Cleveland, until we get what we want we ain't leaving
This is what we want with no chumps, please believe it

[Hook x2]

[3LW fading]
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Gettin' money till we flooded with ice
Nigga it's freeze
3-L-Dub is goin' coast to coast
We family
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Gettin' money till we flooded with ice...

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Get Up (Candyland vs. Luminox OG Eastside Remix) – Far East Movement Testo della canzone

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Get Up (Candyland vs. Luminox OG Eastside Remix) – Far East Movement

This house party is crazy, my crew is hela wavy
Yo, flip the cut, then say what's up, then slide out with your lady
No ifs or buts about it, my style is technotronic
Got grips and models so spin the bottle, girl I'm just getting started

Get up, get up, get up
Pump the volume, feel the bass
Get up, get up, get up
Turn me on and let me do my thang
Get up, get up, get up
We in the house and we here to stay
Get up, get up, get up!

Put your hands up, put your put your hands up
Put your hands up, put your put your hands up
Put your hands up, put your put your hands up
Put your hands up, put your hands up

We be raging round the clock, feel that bass around the block
Fill that red cup to the top, birthday shots
Doesn't matter, who you are, look around, we in the stars
Round the world, we party all,
We go all night strong until we drop

Get up, get up, get up
Pump the volume, feel the bass
Get up, get up, get up
Turn me on and let me do my thang
Get up, get up, get up
We in the house and we here to stay
Get up, get up, get up!

It's party time

2 Chainz!
Motivation, fornication
Beat it up, altercation
On the low, bass my flow
They say money talk, we hear my conversation
Oh, yo bout it baby
Got the love, I got 100 patient
I'm so real, real estate
I play hide and seek on 100 acres
Every day I smoke 100 papers
ESPN, Lakers fan
I'm not P Diddy but I can damn sure make a band
Oh, shake that ass, shake that ass, bands make her dance
Takin shots then break the glass
I'm like come on, come on, come on let's get it
She like hold on, hold on, hold on, I'm with it
I'm like damn girl you bad
You the baddest in the city
Always laugh until the bang
She like damn boy, you silly
Get up

We ain't going home, it's 6 in the morn'
This house is bumping, get the friction on
We ain't going home, even when the lights come on
This house is bumping, bass still go strong
Get up!

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Get Up (I Feel Like Being A) Sex Machine – James Brown Testo della canzone

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Get Up (I Feel Like Being A) Sex Machine – James Brown

Fellas, I'm ready to get up and do my thing (yeah go ahead!)
I wanta get into it, man, you know (go ahead!)
Like a, like a sex machine, man, (yeah go ahead!)
Movin' and doin' it, you know
Can I count it off? (Go ahead)
One, two, three, four!

Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Stay on the scene, (get on up), like a sex machine, (get on up)
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Stay on the scene, (get on up), like a sex machine, (get on up)
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Stay on the scene, (get on up), like a sex machine, (get on up)

Wait a minute!
Shake your arm, then use your form
Stay on the scene like a sex machine
You got to have the feeling sure as you're born
Get it together, right on, right on

Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up

You said, you said you got the
You said the feeling you got to get
You give me the fever 'n' a cold sweat
The way I like, it is the way it is
I got mine 'n' don't worry 'bout his

Get up, get on up
Stay on the scene, (get on up), like a sex machine, (get on up)
Get up, get on up
Stay on the scene, (get on up), like a sex machine, (get on up)

Bobby! Should I take 'em to the bridge?
(Go Ahead!)
Take 'em on to the bridge!
(Take em to the bridge!)
Should I take 'em to the bridge?
(Yeah!)
Take 'em to the bridge?
(Go Ahead!)
Hit me now!
Come on!

Stay on the scene, like a sex machine!
The way I like it is, is the way it is
I got mine, (dig it!), he got his

Stay on the scene, like a lovin' machine
Stay on the scene, like a lovin' machine
Stay on the scene

I wanna count it off one more time now
(Go ahead!)
You wanna hear it like it did on the top fellas?
(Yeah!)
Hear it like it did on the top?
(Yeah!)
Hit it now!

Get on up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Get on up, get on up

Stay on the scene, like a lovin' machine
Get up, get on up

Taste, (get on up)
Bein', (get on up)
Taste, (get on up)
Bein', (get on up)

Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Stay on the scene, like a sex machine

You gotta have the feelin, (get on up)
Sure as you're born, (get on up)
Get it together, right on, right on
Right on, right on, (right on, right on)

Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
And then, shake your money maker
Shake your money maker

Can we hit it like we did one more time, from the top
Can we hit like that one more time
(One more time!)
One more time!
Let's hit it and quit! (Go ahead!)
Can we hit it and quit? (Yeah!)
Hit it!

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Get Up (Rattle) – Far East Movement Testo della canzone

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Get Up (Rattle) – Far East Movement

His house party is crazy, my crew is hela wavy
Yo, flip the cut, then say what's up, then slide out with your lady
No ifs or buts about it, my style is technotronic
Got grips and models so spin the bottle, girl I'm just getting started

Get up, get up, get up
Pump the volume, feel the base
Get up, get up, get up
Turn me on and let me do my thang
Get up, get up, get up
We in the house and we here to stay
Get up, get up, get up!

We be raging round the clock, feel that base around the block
Fill that red cup to the top, birthday shots
Doesn't matter, who you are, look around, we in the stars
Round the world, we party all,
We go all night strong until we drop

Get up, get up, get up
Pump the volume, feel the base
Get up, get up, get up
Turn me on and let me do my thang
Get up, get up, get up
We in the house and we here to stay
Get up, get up, get up!

Put your hands, put your, put your hands up
Put your hands, put your, put your hands up
Put your hands, put your, put your hands up
Get up!

We ain't going home, it's 6 in the morn'
This house is bumping, friction on
We ain't going home, even when the lights come on
This house is bumping, base still go strong
Get up!

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Get Up – “autore” Testo della canzone

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Get Up –

[Jazze Phae:]
Ladies and gentlemen!
Ciara

[Verse 1:]
He said
'Hi, my name is so and so
Baby can you tell me yours?
You look like you came to do
One thing (Set it off)'
I started on the left
And I had to take him to the right
He was out of breath
But he kept on dancin' all night

[Pre-hook:]
You trying, admit it
But you just can fight the feeling inside
You know it
And I can see it in your eyes
You want me
You smooth as a mother
You're so undercover
By the way that you was watchin' me

[Hook:]
Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it
Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!

[Verse 2:]
I said 'Ciara's on your radio,
Everybody turn it up'
Spicy just like hot sauce
Careful, you might burn it up
You can do the pop lock
Rag-top, don't stop
That's the way you gotta get
Get it, make ya body rock

[Pre-hook:]
You trying, admit it
But you just can beat the feeling inside
You know it
Cuz I can see it in your eyes
You want me
You smooth as a mother
You're so undercover
By the way that you was watchin' me

[Hook:]
Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it
Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!

[Bridge:]
Ooh, I love the way you vibe with me
Dance with me forever
We can have a good time, follow me
To the beat together
You and me, one on one
Breakin' it down
You can't walk away now
We got to turn this place out

[Chamillionaire Rap:]
It's the kid that stay ridin' big
The one the police tried to catch ridin' dirty
In the club before eleven o'clock
Like I'm trying to catch a dime kinda early
Lookin' thick her hair brown and curly
She love the way my ride shining pearly
City boys say she fine a pretty
In the country boys say she fine and 'purrty'
My pockets thick as green, it's curvy
And the ladies know soon as they see my jewelry
If bein' fresh to death is a crime
I think it's time for me to see the jury

[Chamillionaire:]
They know Chamillionaire stay on the grind
A hustla like me is hard to find
I ain't really impressed, yes
Unless it's about some dollar signs
Ain't really no need to call you fine
I know you be hearin' that all the time
I'm watchin' you do ya step, do ya step
Yep it's going down

[Hook:]
Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it
Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!

Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it
Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, somebody ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!

I got to have you baby
Uh, I feel it
I got to have you baby
I got to have you baby
Uh, I feel it
I got to have you baby

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Get Up – Big Time Rush Testo della canzone

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Get Up – Big Time Rush

Get up, get up, get get get up
Get up, get up, get get get up

You're gonna love this, just wait
Take my hand don't hesitate
C'mon and follow my lead
I got a bag full of tricks come roll with me

We'll pick it up from where we started
We're gonna take it one step further
They'll never leave us broken hearted tonight, no

It's time to get up, get up, get, get, get up
If you're tired of waiting
It's time to get up, get up, get, get, get up
If you hear what I'm saying
That we could have it all tonight
It's time to get up, get up, get, get, get up
If you're tired of waiting

I know you love this, let's go
Get there fast and we'll take it slow
We're gonna live out our dreams
You and me together, no make believe

We'll pick it up from where we started
We're gonna take it one step further
They'll never leave us broken hearted tonight, no

It's time to get up, get up, get, get, get up
If you're tired of waiting
It's time to get up, get up, get, get, get up
If you hear what I'm saying
That we could have it all tonight
It's time to get up, get up, get, get, get up
If you're tired of waiting

We're picking up from where we started
We're gonna take it one step farther
They'll never leave us broken hearted tonight, no

It's time to get up, get up, get get get up
It's time to get up, get up, get get get up

It's time to get up, get up, get, get, get up
If you're tired of waiting
It's time to get up, get up, get, get, get up
If you hear what I'm saying
That we could have it all tonight
It's time to get up, get up, get, get, get up
If you're tired of waiting

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Get Up – Brokencyde Testo della canzone

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Get Up – Brokencyde

Get up off your feet
Get, get up of your feet [X8]

GET UP!!! Get up off your feet girl, shake your money maker
Shake it like an 8 ball, do the salt shaker
Drop it to the flo, go fuck Jared Baker
Make the beat cut, like a mother fuckin razor

Drop it low pop-tart
Strawberry milkshake
Chocolate flavored wallpaper here to make the house quake
Spray it with some pimp juice till’ ya faces wanna yell
It’s Daddy X bitch, all ya haters go to hell!

Ahh shit, I got that heat, that'll make you drop quick
Drop kick, all these haters that wanna talk shit
So hop on your knees girl, suck on my dick
GIRL YOUR WASTING MY TIME LIKE TICK TOCK, TICK!

Tick tock boom
Make some room cause’ I’m commin’ in
Suckin’ my dick puttin’ nut sacks on her chin
Legs spread, my balls deep, make ya toes curl
Ring the bell three times and I'm fuckin outtie girl

Get up off your feet
Get, get up of your feet [X8]

All these bitches say that they wanna fuck me
Just cause I'm the sex, and their men are ugly
Ate a lot of cake and became too chubby
Put it in your but, girl you know you love me

[Daddy X]
Ahh shit, I got that heat, that'll make you move it
Now get up off your feet, lets make that music
Do the booty clap girl, don't be useless
Spank that ass like I am abusive, Hoe

Get up off your feet
Get, get up of your feet [X8]

I love the way you move it girl, shake that thang,
Put your money in the air, lets make it rain [x4]

Get up off your feet
Get, get up of your feet [X8]

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Get Up – Building 429 Testo della canzone

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Get Up – Building 429

Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh

I used to live my life for me
I was never down on my knees
I went to church just to sit in the seats
I used to love to do nothing
Salvation got a hold of me
I was broken down and hurting
Redemption came as a wave of relief
But then it followed with a burden
Thought that I would be living easy
'Til I finally heard the words You were speaking
"If you're Mine you will shine!"

So it's time to get up
I'm sick of just sittin' around, yeah
It's time to get up
I'm listening to the sound, yeah
It's time to get up
'Cause all the people on the mezzanine floor
We can't forget what we were made for
Because our hands were made for reaching out, yeah
So it's time to get up

Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh

Maybe you've been just like me
Naked, blind, unaware, unseen
Maybe you've been living for peace
For no one but yourself
A lot to do and the workers are few
He's speaking to me and He's speaking to you
He sayin' "If you're Mine you will shine!"

So it's time to get up
I'm sick of just sittin' around, yeah
It's time to get up
I'm listening to the sound, yeah
It's time to get up
'Cause all the people on the mezzanine floor
We can't forget what we were made for
Because our hands were made for reaching out, yeah
So it's time to get up

Hey, hey, you need to know that
We're not afraid to show them
The Good News so the world will, no doubt
Shout with the prodigal son!
Hey, hey, you need to know that
We're not afraid to show them
The Good News so the world will, no doubt
Shout with the prodigal son!

Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh

So it's time to get up
I'm sick of just sittin' around, yeah
It's time to get up
I'm listening to the sound, yeah
It's time to get up
'Cause all the people on the mezzanine floor
We can't forget what we were made for
Because our hands were made for reaching out, yeah
So it's time to get up

Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
So it's time to get up!

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Get Up – Captain Jack Testo della canzone

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Get Up – Captain Jack

Get up and live for your life
Get up and live for the moment
If we all do the jive
Then everything is all right

Get up and live for your life
Get up and use all your power
If we standup to fight
We'll make it all day and night

Get up, get up, get down
Shake it all around
Get up, get up, get down
Work it to the ground
Get up, get up, get down
Shake it all around
Get up, get up, get down
Work it to the ground
Let me hear you say
Uuuuh nananana

Don't stop, work with it
Don't stop, get it get it
Don't stop, work with it
Everybody, get it, get it
Don't stop, work with it
All the ladies, get it, get it
Don't stop, work with it
Let me hear you say
Uuuuh nananana

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Get Up – Cole Swindell Testo della canzone

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Get Up – Cole Swindell

Baby, all week, yeah, you and me
Have been raring to go, ready for this show.
Got a buzz on, and the sun's gone.
You can't see for the crowd, let me help you out.

Get up, get up, get up on my shoulders.
Here, take my cuzzi so your can stays colder.
Be my country song sing-along beer holder.
Hurry up baby, 'fore this song's over.
Get up, get up, get up on my shoulders.

Got a spot for your tan legs 'round my red neck
Where you can outshine that big spotlight
And get the party started.
Girl show the world how pretty you are.

And get up, get up, get up on my shoulders.
Here, take my cuzzi so your can stays colder.
Be my country song sing-along beer holder.
Hurry up baby, 'fore this song's over.
Get up, get up, get up on my shoulders
Get up, get up

Get up, get up, get up on my shoulders.
Here, take my cuzzi so your can stays colder.
Be my country song sing-along beer holder.
Climb on up, 'fore this song's over.

Get up, get up, get up on my shoulders.
Here, take my cuzzi so your can stays colder.
Be my country song sing-along beer holder.
Hurry up baby, 'fore this song's over.
Get up, get up, get up on my shoulders
Get up, get up
Get up, get up
Get up on my shoulders

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Get Up – Dennis Brown Testo della canzone

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Get Up – Dennis Brown

A victory in every move
A victory in every move
A victory in every move

Get up, get up, get up
Identify yourself
Get up, get up, get up
Identify yourself

Get up, get up
Identify yourself
Get up, get up, get up
Identify yourself, yeah-ah

The earth is the Lord, yeah-yeah, ah
And the fullness thereof now
What are they really fighting for
Tell me (what are we fighting for)

Get up, get up, get up
Your soul will never go to hell, no-oh
If you get up, get up, get up
Not only time will tell

The Kingdom of Jah belongs to
His children, yeah
Who have repent from their evil ways, alright
(You must repent from your evil ways)
Repent from them, people, well
(You must repent from your evil ways)
Alright, see

The poor feel it, the people cry
The people fight both day and night
The poor feel it, the people cry
The people fight both day and night

(You must repent from your evil ways)
I should stand upright for what you believe
(You must repent from your evil ways)
(You must repent from your evil ways)
Hey ya, stand up right, oh, oh
(You must repent from your evil ways)
Get up

Whoa oh, whoa, yeah ah - see

The earth is the Lord, yeah-yeah, ah
And the fullness thereof now
What are they really fighting for
Tell me (what are we fighting for)
(What are we fighting for)
Yeah ah

Get up, get up (get up)
For truth and right
Get up, get up (get up)
For equal rights
Get up, get up (get up)
For equal rights
Get up, get up (get up)
For truth and right

Oh death oh death, where is your sting
Oh grave oh grave, oh where is your victory
Yeah-ah, identify yourself
Whoa oh, oh

Oh Reuben, Simeon, Levi, Judah
Issachar, Zebulun, Daniel, Gad
Asher, Naphtali, Joseph, a Benjamin, Sister Dinah
Oh, oh, the twelve tribes of Israel
Oh, oh the twelve tribes of Israel, yeah-ah

Get up, get up (get up)
Whoa oh
Get up, get up (get up)
For truth and rights
Get up, get up (get up)
Identify yourself
(Get up, get up, get up), yeah-ah

No more visitation
(Get up, get up, get up)
No more hesitation..
(Get up, get up, get up)..
Identify yourself, identify yourself..

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Get Up – The Blow Testo della canzone

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Get Up – The Blow

Ok, what's your location?
I'm right here
Habitating in a human form
On planet Earth where I was born and
I like here, I do though
People tell me that this place is through but
F that man, I just got here
No one exists who's not here
This is the only place anyone is and
I will admit maybe I'm only here a bit
Some parts of me don't fit here
They go bulging out into the ether
It's like the front of my face
Is all that really gets to be here, but
I want to come through, persist
I'm going to form all myselves into the shape of a fist
I'll be going at the air until there's room to exist
I'm gonna get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up

Realth is local space had gotten so expensive
Can't buy so I just rents it
I should have been here
In the better, former, cheaper era, but
I guess I just showed up too late
To get the 3D real estate
It's like I came a little late to the orgy
All the pals have been formed
There are no openings for me, but
It's cool kiddos
We all get to live inside the internet ghetto
And it's great, there's so much space
It looks just like real life, it's just all made of light
But alright! I can work with the light
I can build a little world in my mind
And someday I will make it to the end of real life
I'm gonna get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up

Sometimes I go out of body
No one can stop me like
I'm inside your head right now
Good luck getting me out
I'mma take whatever space I can find
I'll make it nice, so you won't mind
Cause your brain is a place I can rightfully care
Hide in your likes and ignore what's up out there
Literally everything been all bought up by a handful of desperate hoarders
They're like "more more more" until the whole world looks like Mordor
Sheesh guys, why?
I guess they're sad inside
They want to build little ego bridges up to the sky
And they want more, but what's left? The air?
The hoarders want to hoard the atmosphere, yeah
They pay the air to be their focus
It's in my head and treats me rough
The call starts coming from inside of the house
It says "give up, give up, give up, give up"
And I get it
You're trying to scare me out of my skin
Control my body like a fear-fed zombie, but I jump back in
Push those f-ers out of my mind
Cause they can own the whole world, okay fine
But this is 57 kilograms of mine all mine
I'm gonna get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up

All you have is your perspective
Air can be part receptive
I said "get out," he respected it

Someday we'll all be dust
And the award for "gives no fucks" goes to us
This is just one way of looking at it
We're all standing around a planet
And it's spinning around a giant ball of fire
Inside the planet there is also the fire
And nobody can own it because it's way too hot
We're gonna get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
I think about the fire a lot
We're gonna get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
The heat comes up through my feet
I'm gonna get up, get up, get up, get up, get up

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Get Up – Crucial Conflict Testo della canzone

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Get Up – Crucial Conflict

[Hook:]

Get up, ride, sit back
Who's dangerous
Get up, pow, you foul
Can't hang wid this
Get up, now, gun blast
It's a Conflict
Get up, ride, sit back
Who's dangerous

[Verse 1: WildStyle]

It's time to get up and hit the hay
Wid the high ass hay song
Betta come and get some
Drop the top up in and
Cock the glock and peel
Rolling through the teal
What it feel?
And if I slip
Ya betta come equipped
Listen to the whips
And the gunshot rips
I really don't give a damn how you feel
I kill if I gotta do it
Down and to the ground I nail
When it's time to mack, them freaks,
I gotta strap up wid Jimmy, uhh,
When I get it wid a girl and the dough
It's a rodeo show from the back wid the Carlos
When I gon' slang them thangs
They write the word the word is flict
Tricks wid style it's WildStyle
I'm pissed, you think you can throw
Now fool you wish, rodeo we on me, lay back
Taking all you bunk punks wid the quickness
You supposed to be a playa
But you running at the mouth
Shoulda mind your business
Come and get it try to get it
Rougher than the necks
I break necks on somebody wanna flex
Then let's flex and get it off your chest
The wild west, yes, flict

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Cold Hard]

It's the wicked wild west,
Winchester for your chest
Or your man people just can't understand
That I'm a hoodlum that's rawwed up
When I close-in slowly posing if you snooze
Then you losing ya whole damn crew
Those scoundrels got a round for 'em
If ya mama want drama
I'ma bump her in too
Buck, snap, load 'em up roll out
HEAD FOR THE HILLS NOW!
Stuck, trapped, bottle up no clout
Death for real pow
Never could ya get it
Wid a renegade desperado,
Plenty ammo flowing like a fountain
I be coming round the mountain,
Gunning, nigga done in
Ya best ta giddy up
When ya hear them horsies troddin'
At full riding, and ya climbing
And someone shotting
Much trouble passing on the barnyard
Go 'head and bounce and let it go
I'm sick a these soft party cliks wanna flow
It's the real rodeo kicking the flow
So hoe on the ride
Can ya giddy up hoe?

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Kilo]

Thinking I won't bust you
Don't luck your punk
Glad ta get your body stunk
As I creep wid a rowdy clik
Ta ease ya feet and pop the trunk
Man I hate ta do this shit
Cause it was my melody
Thought that I called him a bitch
So I up my barrel-y
Didn't have ta hit ya for the homicide
That's why he died nobody cried
He shouldn'ta tried
Holla flict and ride
Meet you in your next life
Get on you square get high tonight
Cause last night when he been here
Now he wanna know why he didn't ride
A pocket knife or even flict
Boing boing ya see me dong floing
Giddy up now watch me get thoing
Get ya ass fast I'ma last
Demonstrate, pass we crash
Face to face and my nigga
Gohilian mixed beast type nigga
Dangerous to the world
Giddy up now what you figure nigga

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Never]

Everybody giddy up
Drum down on your money
Do you wanna put um up now, shit
Fucking put him up punk
I'ma put him in the trunk
I'ma mind smoke him up wid tha fives
All a bag a funk
And go coast to coast and GET UP
Crucial Conflcit got 'em on cloud nine
Doing hard time
In the state a mind of a, killa
Niggas act like I won't pull
Tha block block blam
Boogie woogie shake it to the left man
Back to the right man
Making the tightest song
Gone again, drinking on gin
Smoking on hay getting in my zone
Riding slick been on the block a bit
Put on the good old Final Tic
C-H-I-C-A-G-O giddy up
While we kick that rodeo
Back to back we gonna smoke on
And toke a sack and tack the proke on
I was born to get up and put 'em in flight
Never say never cause never'll do
And make 'em all giddy up tonight
Side to side let's ride and roll
Ya can't control ya self no more
So come on ya gone
Got 'em all dropping
And leave 'em hopping
To the hip old west
For you ya boo ya whole crew too

[Hook]

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Get Up – Danko Jones Testo della canzone

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Get Up – Danko Jones

I'm with the hottest girl in the club
Everybody knows what I'm talkin' bout
Hot sauce, she's the boss
But I just don't wanna rock
I don't even wanna get up to get down

My favourite song is on the radio
Blasting out the speakers down
The block
Everybody's waiting just to see what
I will do
When I insist on sitting down she yells...

Get up - get up up up up
She got me on a string
'Cause she's such a pretty thing
When I fell for her I couldn't stop

Nobody's moving when she starts
To dance
People wanna watch and give her room
I like starting fights, making noise and being
Right
But you know it's just an excuse

All of the boys are looking at my girl
Waiting in the wings to make a move
You don't give a shit when you've got the
Biggest stick
But when she grabs me by the belt there's
Nothing I can do

So get up - get up up up up
She got me on a string
'Cause she's such a pretty thing
When I fell for her I couldn't stop

You set, you set the tempo
I bet, I bet you can't though
You want, you want a hero
Go dance with all the guys
I like watching from the sidelines

So baby baby if you want me
To start getting into the backbeat
Come get me off my seat and yell
Get up on the floor and dance with me!

Get up - get up up up up
She's got me on a string
'Cause she's such a pretty thing
When I fell for her I couldn't stop

Get up - get up up up up up
I start to feel the sting
'Cause she's such a pretty thing
When I fell for her I couldn't stop

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Get Up – David Guetta Testo della canzone

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Get Up – David Guetta

[Chorus (4x):]
Get up !
Gotta get back on your feet
To get up
Don't let nobody break you down !

Oh don't get the passion, control of your mind
Oh don't get frustration, an ounce of your time.
If anybody comes knocking your hopes to the ground,
then baby dust off your pride and give it one more try!

[Chorus]

Oh, if you want it, you got it;
Just do what you feel.
If you can dream it, believe it;
It's got to be real.
If anybody comes knocking
Your hopes to the ground,
Then baby, dust off your pride
And baby one more try !

[Chorus]

Yeah, yeah, yeah... Ouhouh...

Get up !

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Get Up – Derek Minor Testo della canzone

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Get Up – Derek Minor

Lookin' outta my window, I see a block full of kinfolk
On the porch with a 40, full of that endo
The shawty clutching her son, he got a afro
And daddy nowhere around, where did the man go?
It's stacked up on the block, yeah, Legos
Feel like it's cheap but it's good, yeah, Faygo
It's like I'm dead but I ain't, am I a ghost bro?
Feel like two parts of me damned, am I a schizo?
And part of me happy, the other half is greed
'Cause I'm doing all these shows but I'm still feeling this need
I talk about how much different the world could be
But still I sit on this throne like I'm a king
Still I sit on this throne like I'm a king
Still sit on this throne like I'm a king
Might be a little too comfortable [?] man, I better get up!

Cousin front of this flat screen, I see crushed dreams
Channel 2 News, I see a couple me's
I see a couple you's, I see a couple Gs
I see some VLs sent to the F-e-d's
Federal Pen if you didn't know
They would come hard trying not to be broke
That's a reality, so many ghetto casualties
Make me think, "Lord, why'd you send your love after me?"
I can't afford to be stuck up
Just saw a stuck-up couple getting stuck up
See the person who robbed 'em, saw him a-come up
Thought he played that lotto till his luck sucked
And it was, he want whips and chains
The cops came, then we got whipped and chained
My heart broke for the hood, so I just sit and pray
'Cause I know Christ gave his blood and it ain't in vain
I'm happy but I'm grieved
'Cause I'm doing all these shows but I still feel the need
I talk about how much different the world could be
But still I sit on this throne like I'm a king
Still I sit on this throne like I'm a king
Still sit on this throne like I'm a king
Might be a little too comfortable [?] man, I better get up!

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Get Up – Dorothy Testo della canzone

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Get Up – Dorothy

So long fire, best you learn
Can't get higher 'til it burns
Pain and power, Hell on Earth
Hell on Earth

Get up! Get on up!
Get up! Get on up!
Stay on the dream, oh the dream!
Man on fire, soul survivor yeah

Blood moon rising, glory rolls
Got no money, Heaven knows
Keep believin' they will come
They will come

So get up! Get on up!
Get up! Get on up!
Stay on the dream, oh the dream!
Man on fire, soul survivor, yeah

Man on fire, soul survivor, yeah

Oh yeah!
Ooh! Whoo!
Whoo!

Ooh man on fire, soul survivor, yeah!

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Get Up – Dropkick Murphys Testo della canzone

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Get Up – Dropkick Murphys

I went North to see the Stiff Little Fingers play The kids in the Belfast were tearing it up Jake is the punkest dude I do declare He got a leather jacket, and the spikey hair. "We All Fall Down." So Get Up Now. "We All Fall Down." So Get Up Now. Since '77 they've made music for me and you Playing punk rock songs while the bombs they blew Now I suspect these songs are about pain and strife But I'll tell you this didn't waste their life. "We All Fall Down." So Get Up Now. "We All Fall Down." So Get Up Now. "Why Don't You Get Up And Get Out!" "Why Don't You Get Up And Get Out!" "Why Don't You Get Up And Get Out!"

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Get Up – Logic Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Aw, sì
Ogni volta che cado, sai che mi rialzo (Aw, sì)
Prova a tenermi giù ma mi alzo (Aw, sì)
Dite tutti quello che volete ma mi alzerò (Aw, sì)
Cagna, mi alzerò (Aw, sì)
Ogni volta che cado, sai che mi rialzo (Aw, sì)
Prova a tenermi giù ma mi alzo (Aw, sì)
Dite tutti quello che volete ma mi alzerò (Aw, sì)

Sono stato giù, ma in questo momento sono molto su
Sono stato giù, ma in questo momento sono così in alto
Sono stato giù, ma in questo momento sono molto su
Sono troppo alzato come un layup
Entro in DefJam come ""Fanculo a tutti, pagate""
Questo per tutti i miei amici che si sentono giù, voi tutti, state alzati
Bobby finalmente prenderà la corona amico aspetta
Non siete tutti sul mio radar
Ho cercato di trovare chi mi trattenesse, non c'è nessuno in giro
Solo i miei amici e la mia famiglia
I miei amici sono la mia famiglia
Oh mio Dio, non posso credere di aver finalmente trovato una famiglia
Perché non ne ho mai avuto nessuno
La famiglia è una rarità da dove vengo io

Aw, sì
Ogni volta che cado, sai che mi rialzo (Aw, sì)
Prova a tenermi giù ma mi alzo (Aw, sì)
Dite tutti quello che volete ma io mi alzerò (Aw, sì)

Pensando a tutte le cose che ho visto
Sto pensando al sogno americano
L'ho fatto dal nulla, ma cosa significa?
Senza una famiglia, senza una squadra, non è niente
Negazioni, non posso nemmeno preoccuparmi di chiedermi come sarebbe stata la mia vita se non avessi avuto gli amici proprio lì dal salto
Sarei stato un demonio, sarei stato un ubriacone
Ma loro credevano in me e percepivano che tutto quello che stavo facendo era giusto
Sono nato nel buio ma mi hanno mostrato la luce
Questo è quello che chiamo amici per la vita
Prendi questo consiglio, non dare per scontate le persone intorno a te
Non approfittarne è così difficile da gestire
Una vera relazione (Sì)

Ogni volta che cado, sai che mi rialzo (Aw, sì)
Prova a tenermi giù ma mi alzo (Aw, sì)
Dite tutti quello che volete ma io mi alzerò (Aw, sì)
Cagna, mi alzerò (Aw, sì)
Ogni volta che cado, sai che mi rialzo (Aw, sì)
Prova a tenermi giù ma mi alzo (Aw, sì)
Dite tutti quello che volete ma mi alzerò (Aw, sì)

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Get Up – Logic


Aw, yeah
Every time I fall, you know I get up (Aw, yeah)
Try to keep me down but I get up (Aw, yeah)
Y'all say what you want but I'ma get up (Aw, yeah)
Bitch, I'ma get up (Aw, yeah)
Every time I fall, you know I get up (Aw, yeah)
Try to keep me down but I get up (Aw, yeah)
Y'all say what you want but I'ma get up (Aw, yeah)

I been down, but right now I'm way up
I been down, but right now I'm so high
I been down, but right now I'm way up
I'm too up like a layup
I walk up in DefJam like "Fuck y'all, pay up"
This for all my homies feelin' down, y'all, stay up
Bobby finally finna take take the crown homie wait up
Y'all ain't on my radar
I been tryna find who gon' hold me down, no one is around
Just my homies and my family
My homies is my family
Oh my God I can't believe I finally found a family
'Cause I ain't never had none
Family's a rarity where I come from

Aw, yeah
Every time I fall, you know I get up (Aw, yeah)
Try to keep me down but I get up (Aw, yeah)
Y'all say what you want but I'ma get up (Aw, yeah)

Thinkin' about all of the things that I've seen
I'm thinkin' about the American dream
I made it from nothing, but what does that mean?
Without a family, without a team, it's nothing
Denials, I can't even bother to wonder just what my life would've been like if I ain't had the homies right there from the jump
Would've been a fiend, would've been a drunk
But they believed in me and it perceived to be all I was doing was right
I was born in the dark but they showed me the light
Now that's what I call homies for life
Take this advice, don't take the people around you for granted
Do not take advantage it's so hard to manage
A real relationship (Yeah)

Every time I fall, you know I get up (Aw, Yeah)
Try to keep me down but I get up (Aw, yeah)
Y'all say what you want but I'ma get up (Aw, yeah)
Bitch, I'ma get up (Aw, yeah)
Every time I fall, you know I get up (Aw, Yeah)
Try to keep me down but I get up (Aw, yeah)
Y'all say what you want but I'ma get up (Aw, yeah)

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Get Up – The Daring Lion Testo della canzone

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Get Up – The Daring Lion

You were awake while I slept
Never thought I'd dream of another
But as soon as I saw her
I woke up empty

You wanted my name
You wanted my love
As soon as it came
I'd had enough

To believe you would never leave
I woke up feeling empty

Get up
Get up
Before you hurt yourself

Get up
Get up
Before you hurt yourself

I'm really sorry if you lost yourself
It's just the way I feel
It's just the way I feel

I'm really sorry if you lost yourself
It's just the way I feel
It's just the way I feel

I'm told to follow my heart
It's gotten me this far
But as soon as I saw her
I woke up empty

What is expected
Who's to be protected
To believe that someone will never leave
What if you wake up empty

Get up
Get up
Before you hurt yourself

Get up
Get up
Before you hurt yourself

I'm really sorry if you lost yourself
It's just the way I feel
It's just the way I feel

I'm really sorry if you lost yourself
It's just the way I feel
It's just the way I feel

I'm really sorry if you lost yourself
It's just the way I feel
It's just the way I feel

I'm really sorry if you lost yourself
It's just the way I feel
It's just the way I feel

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Get Up / Levantate – Pitbull Testo della canzone

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Get Up / Levantate – Pitbull

Levantate
(Everybody get up)
Levantate
(Everybody get up)

Levantate
(Everybody get up)
Levantate
(Everybody get up)

Levantate
(Everybody get up)
Levantate
(Everybody get up)

Levantate
(Everybody get up)
Levantate
(Everybody get up)

Mueve, Mueve, Mueve, Mueve
(Everybody get up)
Mueve, Mueve, Mueve, Mueve
(Everybody get up)
Mueve, Mueve, Mueve, Mueve
If you ain't come to dance then what did you come for?

1 a.m., just got to the club
2 a.m., we was drinkin' it up
3 a.m., we was cuttin' it up
4 a.m., I was ready to fuck

So I took her to the car, I took her to 'tel
Took her to the room and she took it to the ribs
Oye loca Yo te paso la tarjeta mas tetota

Turnin' me on, I'm turnin' ya out
Turnin' me on, I'm turnin' ya out
Turnin' me on, I'm turnin' ya out
Baby, I'll light yo ass on fire

Levantate
(Everybody get up)
Levantate
(Everybody get up)

Levantate
(Everybody get up)
Levantate
(Everybody get up)

Mueve, Mueve, Mueve, Mueve
(Everybody get up)
Mueve, Mueve, Mueve, Mueve
(Everybody get up)
Mueve, Mueve, Mueve, Mueve
If you ain't come to dance then what did you come for?

All my ladies in the front
(Ladies in the front)
All my dogs in the back
(Dogs in the back)

If you ballin' to the right
(Ballin' to the right)
If you walk to the left
(To the left, to the left)

I'm raw, why run down and hit one
When I can walk down and hit 'em all?
(Hit 'em all)
Oye Papito, Ten cuidado que yo te la quito

Turnin' me on, I'm turnin' ya out
Turnin' me on, I'm turnin' ya out
Turnin' me on, I'm turnin' ya out
Baby, I'll light yo ass on fire

Levantate
(Everybody get up)
Levantate
(Everybody get up)

Levantate
(Everybody get up)
Levantate
(Everybody get up)

Mueve, Mueve, Mueve, Mueve
(Everybody get up)
Mueve, Mueve, Mueve, Mueve
(Everybody get up)
Mueve, Mueve, Mueve, Mueve
If you ain't come to dance then what did you come for?

Boojie girls
(Get on the up)
Classy girls
(Get on the up)
Ghetto girls
(Get on the up)
If you ain't come to dance then what did you come for?

White girls
(Get on up)
Black girls
(Get on up)
Latin girls
(Get on up)
If you ain't come to dance then what did you come for?

Turnin' me on, I'm turnin' ya out
Turnin' me on, I'm turnin' ya out
Turnin' me on, I'm turnin' ya out
Baby, I'll light yo ass on fire

Levantate
(Everybody get up)
Levantate
(Everybody get up)

Levantate
(Everybody get up)
Levantate
(Everybody get up)

Mueve, Mueve, Mueve, Mueve
(Everybody get up)
Mueve, Mueve, Mueve, Mueve
(Everybody get up)
Mueve, Mueve, Mueve, Mueve
If you ain't come to dance then what did you come for?

Turnin' me on, I'm turnin' ya out
Turnin' me on, I'm turnin' ya out
Turnin' me on, I'm turnin' ya out
Baby, I'll light yo ass on fire

Levantate
(Everybody get up)
Levantate
(Everybody get up)

Levantate
(Everybody get up)
Levantate
(Everybody get up)

Mueve, Mueve, Mueve, Mueve
(Everybody get up)
Mueve, Mueve, Mueve, Mueve
(Everybody get up)
Mueve, Mueve, Mueve, Mueve
If you ain't come to dance then what did you come for?

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Get Up 10 – Cardi B Testo della canzone

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Get Up 10 – Cardi B

Look, they gave a bitch two options: stripping or lose
Used to dance in a club right across from my school
I said "dance" not "fuck", don't get it confused
Had to set the record straight 'cause bitches love to assume
Mama couldn't give it to me, had to get it at Sue's
Lord only knows how I got in those shoes
I was covered in dollars, now I'm dripping in jewels
A bitch play with my money? Might as well spit in my food
Bitches hated my guts, now they swear we was cool
Went from making tuna sandwiches to making the news
I started speaking my mind and tripled my views
Real bitch, only thing fake is the boobs

Get money, go hard, you're motherfucking right
Never been a fraud in my motherfucking life
Get money, go hard, damn fucking right
Stunt on these bitches out of motherfucking spite
Ain't no running up on me, went from nothing to glory
I ain't telling ya to do it, I'm just telling my story
I don't hang with these bitches 'cause these bitches be corny
And I got enough bras, ya ain't gotta support me

I went from rag to riches, went from WIC to lit, nigga
Only person in my fam to see six figures
The pressure on your shoulders feel like boulders
When you gotta make sure that everybody straight
Bitches stab you in your back while they smiling in your face
Talking crazy on your name, trying not to catch a case
I waited my whole life just to shit on niggas
Climbed to the top floor so I can spit on niggas
Said "I was just tryna chill and make bangers"
Tell all these old bitches they in danger (stop)
The thing on my hip whip bitches into shape
That's what I call a fucking waist trainer
You gon' run up on who and do what? (who)
I think ya got your story screwed up
I came here to ball, is you nuts?
I don't want your punk-ass man, I'm too tough (facts)

I'm the one that's killing shit, hands down
If you got a problem with me, say it now
'Cause I don't wanna hear no sneak dissing
'Specially not from one you weak bitches
I'm on go like I don't see no stop lights
I'm stepping out every day, prom night (facts)
So if it's all love, show me love then
'Cause you hating on a bitch, that's what it sounds like
Beast mode, that's how I give it up, nigga
Hoodie low, that's how I'm pulling up
Just 'cause I been on the road, don't mean I been on the run
And you gon' have to learn to hold your tongue or hold the gun

And we all know you ain't that type (no)
I smack you and the bitch that you act like
I started getting money, bitches upset (cash)
They remind me of my pussy, bitches mad tight
Nails done, hair lit, keep them both laced
Come through shinning with them Rollies bust face
Headshot, headshot, tell 'em closed case
Ain't no bitches spitting like this since 08'
I don't trust no nigga, I don't fear no bitch
Whole life been through some fucked up shit
They say I'm too that, oh, I'm too this
When you seen what I've seen, you end up like this

I walked into the label, "where the check at?"
Cardi B on the charts, ain't expect that
Where that bitch that was claiming she a threat?
I'ma put a Louboutin where her neck at
They say I'm too ratchet, they say I act wild
I'm tryna whip the foreign like a bad ass child (bad ass child, skrrt)
They caught me slippin' once, tell 'em try that now
Cardi B, know it's me, hear that "blap" sound (Blap!)

Man, I said we gon' win
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten
Look myself in the mirror, I say we gon' win
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten
Look myself in the mirror, I say we gon' win
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten
Yeah, but I get up ten
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten
Bitch

I'ma make a fuck nigga feel me
Said I'ma do a broke bitch filthy
I'ma make a fuck nigga feel me
Said I'ma do a broke bitch filthy

We gon' win
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten
Yeah
I said we gon' win
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten
Bitch

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Get Up 2 Come Down – Big K.R.I.T. Testo della canzone

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Get Up 2 Come Down – Big K.R.I.T.

[Sleepy Brown & Big K.R.I.T.:]
Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying to get up to come down
Booming like a sub underground
The whole city hearin' it's around
We all on the get up to come down

[Big K.R.I.T.:]
We back at it one mo' gain'
Cranking my motor, revving my engine
Chilling the AC til' it's colder than a breeze in Alaska
Sun shine like the winter time just passed us
Watching for laws and jackers
Cuz, this shit here too clean to be taken
I keep it tucked off in my clothes you never catch me out her bucked naked
Fresh drawls, them desktop Js for the caskets
Pressing up on these bastards that owe me and I gots to have it
Wake up and cake up cuz it's only right
Soon as the sun go down, the freaks come out and they gon' dress in summer tights
I'm tryna dig deep, Ginger-ale and Hennessy
It keep me in the zone, I'm like long til' the clock strike twelve
One mo' then I'm out of the front door
On a mission like a waffle house cooked for the 24/7
Man, I'm just trying to get paid
And make it where these mothafuckas hate
I got up to come down

[Sleepy Brown & Big K.R.I.T.:]
Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying to get up to come down
Booming like a sub underground
The whole city hearin' it's around
We all on the get up to come down

[Big K.R.I.T.:]
This for those playas and those gator belts getting cheese like patty melts
Serving up game like help yo' self
Refereeing, calling plays on the sidelines
Super the bowl, diamonds and gold
Won a ring like five times
I remember wanting be that cuz I seen it
Don't ever tell a hoe that you love a hoe if you don't mean it
Unless it's bout that paper paper, got that from a playa pimp
They say it's work to p-i, easier to be a simp
Put it in motion, rollercoasting, peep the focus of a go-getter
If you flip it once and get it, it's fasho fitting
If you ain't eating with you squad, you's a hoe nigga
That's from the heart
Never pump kool-aid when we on a mission
That's 24/7 like a waffle cook in a waffle house kitchen
Man, I'm just trying to get paid
And make it where these mothafuckas hate
I got up to come down

[Sleepy Brown & Big K.R.I.T.:]
Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying to get up to come down
Booming like a sub underground
The whole city hearin' it's around
We all on the get up to come down

[CeeLo Green:]
Here's a little story that must be told
A wild young nigga off on Calverton road
I was raised on Kings ridge where there weren't no rules
Robbing niggas for they Starter jackets and shoes
Yeah, I've done some real things, family full of fiends
Forty ounce of Old English, and new some Newport kings
Pocket full of pieces and 74' Caprisces
Europeans in a crib in Buckhead, thank you Jesus
Boy, I'm sweet James Jones when I'm whipping up a ritz
I'm really on my wrist and a super bad bitch
And you know it's southside, you can tell by the parlor
Give it a good look cuz there'll never be another
Hoes, a hundred spokes, what you expect?
Trust me, money can't buy you that respect
Got feel it out of love, and get it from out the mud
And it'll come round, or get out the way
I'm coming down

[Sleepy Brown & Big K.R.I.T.:]
Trying to get up to come down
Yeah, playa worldwide 3rd coast all day
Mississippi wheel connected everywhere
Mind 4eva N a Day, forever how forever anyway
You know how it be mayne when you all the way down in the game underground
Trying to get up off that thang, them people can't stand you mayne
They can't get with it mayne
What it took to get to a place where 4eva Is A Mighty Long Time
And all that time, you was doing it big
4eva is, 4eva was, and 4eva we will be
Multi til' the muthafuckin sun die
K.R.I.T
King Remembered In Time
Believe that dere'
As the beat keep rolling on

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Get Up And Dance – The Doors Testo della canzone

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Get Up And Dance – The Doors

Oh people, get up and dance
The new days comin', it's the end of a chance
No need to worry, no need to hide
Everybody is on the same side
Oh people, get up and dance

The future's ours if we just take a chance
No need to hurry, but no time to waste
The year 2000 is the time of hate
Oh people, get up and dance

Like walkin' along an electric beam
It's the old crystal palace dream
Oh people, get up and dance
The new days comin', it's the end of a chance
The future's ours if we just take a chance
No need to hurry, but no time to waste
So come on people, get up and dance

Yeah, get up and dance
C'mon, lets get up and dance
Golden days
Get up and dance
We'll have diamond nights
Get up and dance
We got sweet light shinin'
Get up and dance
Golden days
Get up and dance
We'll have diamond nights
C'mon people, get up and dance
C'mon, get up and dance
Let's dance
Get up and dance

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Get Up And Get It – Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Testo della canzone

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Get Up And Get It – Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

[Hook - Layzie, Krayzie & 3LW]
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)

[In the 4th line of hook]
Get up and get something

[Layzie]
It's all about money ain't nobody frontin'
I gotta go get it we gotta survive
Whether it's workin' a nine-to-five
Or ridin' the hustle I gotta get mine, bottom line
Most of my time I'm out here puttin' in work
For all of my days that I run this earth
I'ma make it count for what it's worth
You never know about this life and the type of pain that it can bring
That's why you gotta get off of you're thing cuz it ain't no dream and it
ain't no game
We so serious, dogg you know it don't stop
I know time is the devil's workshop

[Bizzy]
See I do it I did it
And y'all know that I'm wit it
I'll give anything for passin' and take to it back
A hustlin' little brother with crack
But now I grind a little bit harder
Harder my niggaz stories in order
See, it was hard for me momma
My mother dropped in the water
My sister was damn fast, Heather was right behind ya
Cassie, that's my little sister
My father loved you like the only child
Funny, he ain't never seen my smile

[Hook]

[Krayzie]
You betta get on yo grind
You betta go get it if you really tryin' to shine
You betta be keepin' yo eyes on your prize at all times
Keepin' it real for my all of my thugs in the projects
The niggaz that ain't got shit
Not havin' this nonsense my niggaz
My momma said, boy if you ever wanna be anything
Get off the couch and out my house, use your brain
So I took heed and I jumped right up on my feet
Got off the streets and I'll be
In heat I'm laughing at police now

[Layzie]
Coming to you like this
This used to be child
Is now a grown man
Don't play with the wrong hand
But I never could quit cuz I'm playin' a strong man
Everybody got a point to prove you might as well start today
Rather than puttin' it off tomorrow
You're lettin' it slip away
Lil' Lay, I parle
And get paid, and that's all
And I creep and I rise
In yo eyes I still ball
And stand tall with my chest
And my cheek to the sky
I'm in it to win it my nigga believe it until the day that I die
So come on

[Hook]

[3LW]
Anything you want, anything you need
You gotta get it, yeah and go get it
Ain't comin' to you, you gotta put in your dues
Show the world that you can do it
Don't let nobody hold you back
So you betta get your hustle on
Baby betta get your hustle on
You betta

[Wish]
We some of the livest, you know
True thugs don't really mind to riot, let it go
They sayin' get up and get it
Yes we went and did it
You won't admit it
Cuz you hatin' cuz you can't get it
Every since I was a young thug
Been creepin' showin' mo' love
Even when I got it you best to give it up
It's Cleveland, until we get what we want we ain't leaving
This is what we want with no chumps, please believe it

[Hook x2]

[3LW fading]
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Gettin' money till we flooded with ice
Nigga it's freeze
3-L-Dub is goin' coast to coast
We family
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Gettin' money till we flooded with ice...

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Get Up And Get It – Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Testo della canzone

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Get Up And Get It – Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

[Hook - Layzie, Krayzie & 3LW]
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)

[In the 4th line of hook]
Get up and get something

[Layzie]
It's all about money ain't nobody frontin'
I gotta go get it we gotta survive
Whether it's workin' a nine-to-five
Or ridin' the hustle I gotta get mine, bottom line
Most of my time I'm out here puttin' in work
For all of my days that I run this earth
I'ma make it count for what it's worth
You never know about this life and the type of pain that it can bring
That's why you gotta get off of you're thing cuz it ain't no dream and it
ain't no game
We so serious, dogg you know it don't stop
I know time is the devil's workshop

[Bizzy]
See I do it I did it
And y'all know that I'm wit it
I'll give anything for passin' and take to it back
A hustlin' little brother with crack
But now I grind a little bit harder
Harder my niggaz stories in order
See, it was hard for me momma
My mother dropped in the water
My sister was damn fast, Heather was right behind ya
Cassie, that's my little sister
My father loved you like the only child
Funny, he ain't never seen my smile

[Hook]

[Krayzie]
You betta get on yo grind
You betta go get it if you really tryin' to shine
You betta be keepin' yo eyes on your prize at all times
Keepin' it real for my all of my thugs in the projects
The niggaz that ain't got shit
Not havin' this nonsense my niggaz
My momma said, boy if you ever wanna be anything
Get off the couch and out my house, use your brain
So I took heed and I jumped right up on my feet
Got off the streets and I'll be
In heat I'm laughing at police now

[Layzie]
Coming to you like this
This used to be child
Is now a grown man
Don't play with the wrong hand
But I never could quit cuz I'm playin' a strong man
Everybody got a point to prove you might as well start today
Rather than puttin' it off tomorrow
You're lettin' it slip away
Lil' Lay, I parle
And get paid, and that's all
And I creep and I rise
In yo eyes I still ball
And stand tall with my chest
And my cheek to the sky
I'm in it to win it my nigga believe it until the day that I die
So come on

[Hook]

[3LW]
Anything you want, anything you need
You gotta get it, yeah and go get it
Ain't comin' to you, you gotta put in your dues
Show the world that you can do it
Don't let nobody hold you back
So you betta get your hustle on
Baby betta get your hustle on
You betta

[Wish]
We some of the livest, you know
True thugs don't really mind to riot, let it go
They sayin' get up and get it
Yes we went and did it
You won't admit it
Cuz you hatin' cuz you can't get it
Every since I was a young thug
Been creepin' showin' mo' love
Even when I got it you best to give it up
It's Cleveland, until we get what we want we ain't leaving
This is what we want with no chumps, please believe it

[Hook x2]

[3LW fading]
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Gettin' money till we flooded with ice
Nigga it's freeze
3-L-Dub is goin' coast to coast
We family
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Gettin' money till we flooded with ice...

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Get Up And Try Again – DMX Testo della canzone

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Get Up And Try Again – DMX

Yeah get up and try again
You gotta get up and try again
Then you gonna throw
And the shit don't go just like you
Get up and try again
You gotta get up and try again
Said we gonna do, we gonna do just like you

We make the move to break your rules
Is full, and his money from [?] that we take from fools
If you ever fall down then get back up
Drop some, stop and get that shit back up
Stay for something, ball off for everything
Pray for the right picture, miss with every swing
In the absolute the truth bullshit prepare
So what they do? Fuck around, go truth in jail
Here technique is to keep you blind
For all, what the heck, just on your arms got shakers on your mind
See and you shut fine and set the prayer it's the only prime
Fuck that every time and they did it now

Get up and try again
You gotta get up and try again
Then you gonna throw
And the shit don't go just like you
Get up and try again
You gotta get up and try again
Said we gonna do, we gonna do just like you

Play anytime and nigga zip and fail
All minds like this zip and fail
That al begin like zip and fail
On time I didn't get up as quick as I did before
And it's hard to shift and get above that floor
You want it all wrong, ain't even about that
It's about the opportunity
So you gonna be all about and respect the
No matter how hard a nigga do it, do it
You better stand up like shit,
And when tit's fake and it's about the fake friends
If you do 'em all make commence
Don't let 'em walk you in the [?]
And then I beat you, I talk to you

Get up and try again
You gotta get up and try again
Then you gonna throw
And the shit don't go just like you
Get up and try again
You gotta get up and try again
Said we gonna do, we gonna do just like you

If we did we walk these door, we walked throw the floor
One day when you'll walk, you will put up in the [?]
The role is roof but I'm going for it
We shaking top and real, drum still for us
And we make the move like the strongest one
You the last one and try to be the longest one
You know the difference between right or wrong so don't mix it
Whenever they hook, go fix it
If it ain't smoke, don't twix it
Just hit that nigga with the [?] right here and [?] most of you missed it
You fall out, gte the fuck back up, try to hit

Get up and try again
You gotta get up and try again
Then you gonna throw
And the shit don't go just like you
Get up and try again
You gotta get up and try again
Said we gonna do, we gonna do just like you
You gotta get up and try again, get up and try again

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Get Up Girl – Mylene Farmer Testo della canzone

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Get Up Girl – Mylene Farmer

Get up girl
Six mois de plâtre or
J'ai beau me taire
J'ai rêvé trop fort
Quand tout se taille
Si peu qui te donnent
Train de retard
Que sais je de l'homme
Get up Mylėne
Des flammes si la vie te saque
Je pense donc je suis
Pour boire un verre
Et si je stagne, là
Si je comprends tout
Suis plus la même
La vie a bon dos

Mais pour les gens
C'est du vague
Mais pour les gens
Je déraille
Et chaque fois
Une entaille
Et la vie
Goes on and on

I
Don't
Know
Why
I
Find
Life
So sexy
I
Feel
So
High
I
Guess
Life's
So sexy

Get up girl
J'ai pas lu tout Décartes mais
Je pense donc je suis
Pour boire un verre
Et si je baille
Si je me lève tôt
Suis plus la même
La vie a bon dos

Mais pour les gens
C'est du vague
Mais pour les gens
Je déraille
Et chaque fois
Une entaille
Et la vie
Goes on and on

Mais pour les gens
C'est du vague
Mais pour les gens
Je déraille
Et chaque fois
Une entaille
Et la vie
Goes on and on

I
Don't
Know
Why
I
Find
Life
So sexy
I
Feel
So
High
I
Guess
Life's
So sexy...

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Get Up In Jesus’ Name – Collin Raye Testo della canzone

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Get Up In Jesus' Name – Collin Raye

Get up in, get up in jesus name
The lord is calling daily to those
Who would be saved
Don't go down defeated while victorys
Here to claim
Get up, get up, get up in jesus name

At the gate called beautiful, there laid out in the street
A poor and lowly beggar who was crippled in his feet
As john and peter passed him, they saw his need was bad
They had no gold or silver, but they gave him what they had

Get up in, get up in jesus name
The lord is calling daily to those
Who would be saved
Don't go down defeated while victorys
Here to claim
Get up, get up, get up in jesus name

In the day which we live in, there's evil everywhere
The body seems discouraged and overcome with fear
Well God is needing soildiers, to get out of the pews
And take hold of the power that john and peter used

Get up in, get up in jesus name
The lord is calling daily to those
Who would be saved
Don't go down defeated while victorys
Here to claim
Get up, get up, get up in jesus name

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Get Up In The Morning – Chiddy Bang Testo della canzone

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Get Up In The Morning – Chiddy Bang

[Intro: conversation]
[Chiddy:] Yo what up.
[Xaphoon:] Doin' good, how you doin'?
[Chiddy:] Chillin' man, chillin', sleepin all day.
[Xaphoon:] [laughs] Wake up man, we got some shit to do, I got a meeting set up here in New York, so gotta get on that bus. Get up here.
[Chiddy:] Alright, I'm comin' right now.
[Xaphoon:] You good?
[Chiddy:] Yea, I got it.
[Xaphoon:] Ok man, I'll see you in a little bit.
[Chiddy:] Iight homie.

Get up in the morning like don't you feel the power?
Stand up and stretch together and by the hour, I devour, a beat, not a rap game ours.
Fresh and so clean we making raps in the shower.
Yea, then I hit the boy Xaphoon.
He tell me, "Bro, don't you know I'm making mad tunes? "
And they wonder why we modest I assume, I remember we recorded in a closet of our room.
Now I'm grinding, oh yea this is perfect timing.
We machine, not hype, they figure we may be climbing.
But like a punishment, gotta be grounded, I get up in New York my parents are so astounded.
Get up in the morning, and then I hit up Ant, anything you can accomplish man she'll never say "can't."
And I got to drive, my 9-5, they kill your dreams but you gotta keep the grind alive.

[Hook:]
Get up in the morning, staying awake
Ohh, ohhh
Get up in the morning, staying awake
Ohh, ohhh

Yea, hey yo, I get up, after that I get it all lit up.
Feel I got next might as well be playing pick up.
When I get up in the morning, see my shortie might be calling.
The Man on the Moon, got a buzz like Aldrin.
Trust me those records so connected like the cable is.
Check it the record, keep it Epic like the label is.
They heard your beat in Germany, what can you do?
And when I'm getting up, that's night time for you.
Right I'm the glue, that mean I got that really sticky.
Now we be bringing quarters back I got that really Vicky.
She thinks she's really with me, but she ain't really with me.
Ryan Howard with sour I got the Phillies with me.
Never abandon him, old war tactics, bring a cannon in.
Rap is at a stand still, mannequin.
Cool on the floor, born a persona.
If that is the kicks, trust me I'm preferably store owner.
When I get up...

[Hook:]
Get up in the morning, staying awake
Ohh, ohhh
Get up in the morning, staying awake
Ohh, ohhh

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Get Up Jonah – Bruce Cockburn Testo della canzone

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Get Up Jonah – Bruce Cockburn

(I woke up thinking about Turkish drummers
It didn't take long, I don't know much about Turkish drummers
But it made me think of Germany and the guy who sold me cigarettes
Who'd been in the Afghan secret police
Who made the observation
That it's hard
To live
Then I was reminded of the proprietor of a Vietnamese restaurant in Quebec who used to be head of the secret police in Da Nang, and it occurred to me I was thinking about all this stuff to keep from thinking about something else... Isn't that just what secret police are all about?)

Somebody stands in a window
Watches the river roll
Trains rumble in the foreground
With the weight of approaching dawn

Flames from the refinery
Rise broken, red and riveting
And the high vault of heaven
Looks far away and cold

There's howling in the factory yard
There's pounding in my head
I'm swollen up with unshed tears
Bloated like the dead...

Blood and ashes, time burning
On the skyline dark against the stars
A solitary horseman, waiting

Lashed to the wheel
Whipping into the storm
Get up, Jonah
It's your time to be born

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Get Up Off Me – The Alumni Testo della canzone

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Get Up Off Me – The Alumni

I could give a fuck 'bout a hater, cause I'm out here water skatin' blowin' [?]
(Get up off me bitch!)
I'm shinin' on the mall, can't you tell I'm gettin' bread, nigga that's just how it is
(Get off me bitch!)
I heard the money call, I picked up the phone and said, how you feel?
(Get up off me bitch!)
(Get up off me bitch!)
(Get up off me bitch!)

I say my name so much cause I'm full of myself
Ya girl in the whip tryin' to pull on my belt
Told her hold on, this here I ain't gonna prolong
You know how much I pay for [?] you better go home
And inhale my cologne, I call it new bills
Fresh off the press, Sant dressed to kill
And I ain't say me name, I tell the chick keep walkin'
Stone cold stunnin' on a hoe like Steve Austin
Often crawlin', [?] on swingers
The whip crossed over, I'm wreckin' hoes anchor
Off the top, wrote with it like I'm Kurt Angle
Took a big dime, all she could say is thank you
I'm blowin' like the breeze, I'm headed overseas
To make a Turkish, German, Aryan to get on her knees
If you don't know by now, I guess you put this on your mind
The name is Big Sant, aka gold mine
Get up off me bitch!

I could give a fuck 'bout a hater, cause I'm out here water skatin' blowin' [?]
(Get up off me bitch!)
I'm shinin' on the mall, can't you tell I'm gettin' bread, nigga that's just how it is
(Get off me bitch!)
I heard the money call, I picked up the phone and said, how you feel?
(Get up off me bitch!)
(Get up off me bitch!)
(Get up off me bitch!)

Hey, I'mma break her off
Undercover work her out type of brother
Dark Knight, hero with it
When I'm in her Gotham City
Fly guy, late night, hustler
Krizzle on her [?] and she only let you cuddle up
Bubble up
Whippin' us on pimpin', my rent good
Sell it to a hoe for the low like a pimp should
Fresh with a [?] sucka tie, gators no crocs
Shrimp on play, pussy on pop
Black on black, 'lac back more feel
Wrist out the window, chrome lips on the wheels
Tell her pucker up, buckle up
Yea, we goin' places
To the telly with a yella belly, [?] swap it, fuck faces
In and out like a rap song, beatin' like a trap song
Leanin', rockin' like a monkey like a snap song
Yea, that long, show you where the boss be
Break a chick, better tell your bitch, get up off me!
Nigga

I could give a fuck 'bout a hater, cause I'm out here water skatin' blowin' [?]
(Get up off me bitch!)
I'm shinin' on the mall, can't you tell I'm gettin' bread, nigga that's just how it is
(Get off me bitch!)
I heard the money call, I picked up the phone and said, how you feel?
(Get up off me bitch!)
(Get up off me bitch!)
(Get up off me bitch!)

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Get Up Off The Floor – FORTELLA Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

mi dico di farlo
Alzati di nuovo da terra
Quando sei giù devi
Alzati di nuovo da terra
Quando sei giù devi
Trasforma quella L in una vittoria
Falli inchinare davanti a te
Alzati di nuovo da terra
Alzati di nuovo da terra

Non posso mentire, non è falso
Brutto momento, niente Rolly
Occhio bianco, senza OD
Guarda in alto, non santo

Oh no mi conosco
Non posso controllarmi
Vai, vai piano
Alto basso ancora solitario

Dammi un po' di pace
Cado in ginocchio
Sto pregando

Convinzioni passeggere
Prendo e rilascio
Tradimento

Così agrodolce
Gira a ripetizione
Riproduzione

Sognare così profondamente
Ma non dormo mai

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Il Testo della canzone di:
Get Up Off The Floor – FORTELLA


I tell myself to
Get up off the floor again
When you down you gotta
Get up off the floor again
When you down you gotta
Turn that L into a win
Make em bow before yuh
Get up off the floor again
Get up off the floor again

Can’t lie, no phony
Bad time, no Rolly
White eye, no OD
Look high, no holy

Oh no I know me
I can’t control me
Go go just slowly
High low still lonely

Gimme some peace
I fall to my knees
I’m praying

Passing beliefs
I catch and release
Betraying

So bittersweet
Goes round on repeat
Replaying

Dreaming so deep
But I never sleep

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Get Up Off Your Good Intentions – Charley Pride Testo della canzone

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Get Up Off Your Good Intentions – Charley Pride

Harness that team and hitch it to the plow
Get yourself in gear right now
Get out the lead now don't be slow
Now's the time to hoe that row

So get up off your good intentions
Get up off your stop and go go
Get up off your good intentions
Get a little get up and go

There's places to go and people to meet
Get on the move you're draggin' your feet
Quit makin' excuses you're wasting time
You can't get ahead on your behind

So get up off your good intentions
Get up off your stop and go go
Get up off your good intentions
Get a little get up and go

I can't never did and couldn't never could
Believe you can and you'll do good
Nothin' gets done just a sittin' on a shelf
By foolin' around you're just foolin' yourself

So get up off your good intentions
Get up off your stop and go go
Get up off your good intentions
Get a little get up and go

Get up off your good intentions
Get up off your stop and go go
Get up off your good intentions
Get a little get up and go
Come on, now!

Get up off your good intentions
Get up off your stop and go go
Get up off your good intentions
Get a little get up and go

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Get Up Offa That Thing – James Brown Testo della canzone

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Get Up Offa That Thing – James Brown

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!!!

OH!

Say it now!

I'm back!

I'm back!

I'm back!

I'm back!

Get up offa that thing,
and dance 'till you feel better,
Get up offa that thing,
and dance 'till you, sing it now!
Get up offa that thing,
and dance 'till you feel better,
Get up offa that thing,
and try to release that pressure!
Get up offa that thing,
and shake 'till you feel better,
Get up offa that thing,
and shake it, say it now!
Get up offa that thing,
and shake 'till you feel better,
Get up offa that thing,
and try to release that pressure!
Get up off!
Ha!
Good God!
So good!

Ha!
Everybody ready?!

Follow me!

Get up offa that thing,
and shake 'till you feel better,
Get up offa that thing,
and shake it, sing it now!
Get up offa that thing,
and shake 'till you feel better,
Get up offa that thing,
and try to release that pressure!
Get up offa that thing, (Ha!)
and twist 'till you feel better,
Get up offa that thing,
and shake 'till you, sing it now!
Get up offa that thing,
and shake 'till you feel better,
Get up offa that thing,
and try to release that pressure!

Huh!
Get funky!

So good, Uh!
I'm first to stop, ha!
I've told them now, ha!
Uh!
Ha!
Ohio player!
Can you hit it one time, from the top?!
Get up offa that thing,
and dance to try, you better!
Get up offa that thing,
and... Help me!
Get up offa that thing,
and dance 'till you feel better!
Get up offa that thing,
and try to release that pressure!

Huh!

I need it!

That's the wise old brother at the side start good!
C'mon Clive do it!

Do it!

Uh!
Ha!
Good God!
God Good!
Huh!
Feels good!
Feels good!
Do it to me!
Huh!
Good God!
I want you all in the jam!
Gonna get you all in the jam!
Play that bad funk!
Show 'em how funky you are!
Play it JB's!
Play it now!
Hey!
Get up offa that thing,
and dance 'till you feel better!
Get up offa that thing,
and dance 'till you, help me out!
Get up offa that thing,
and dance 'till you feel better!
Get up offa that thing,
and try to release that pressure!
Get up offa that thing,
and shake 'till you feel better!
Get up offa that thing,
and try to release, say it now!
Get up offa that thing,
and shake 'till you feel better,
Get up offa that thing,
and try to release that pressure!
Get up and... call it!
I feel good!
[Fade out]

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Get Up On My Level – Kevin Gates Testo della canzone

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Get Up On My Level – Kevin Gates

Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level (love)
Get up on my level (up there)
Get up on my level (up there)
Get up on my level (up there)
Get up on my level (up there)
Get up on my level (up there)

Tongue kissing, I'm fight in public
Can't see you niggas
No feelings, ain't no bitch I'm trusting
Can't see you niggas
Faces that she make, disgusting
Can't see you niggas
Throwing dick inside her stomach
Can't see you niggas
Cause hurt cause I've been hurt before
Can't see you niggas
Love don't live here anymore
Can't see you niggas
Racks spent on designer frames
Can't see you niggas
Rocking shades to hide the pain
I can't see you niggas

Money ain't shit
Got it all day, get it all day
Hoes y'all chase, wanna fuck me
The things you niggas brag about, ain't shit to me
I feel it's only right to say

You niggas need to get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
You niggas need to get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level

Ain't squealed when the polices took me
Can't see you niggas
'Fraid to death in Central Booking
Can't see you niggas
Lick was for my team, I took it
Can't see you niggas
Not thinking they would play me pussy
I can't see you niggas
Talked about when I'm not looking
Like Stevie Wonder
Play with keys while making music
Like Stevie Wonder
Smiling bright throughout my struggle
Like Stevie Wonder
Rich as shit, but can't see nothing
Just like Stevie Wonder
Money ain't shit
Got it all day, get it all day
Hoes y'all chase, wanna fuck me
The things you niggas brag about, ain't shit to me
I feel it's only right to say

You niggas need to get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
You niggas need to get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Get up on my level

Going hard for em in the paint
Never had a real family
That nigga I call daddy
I never had a real daddy
They was already making music, I just added rap talent
Came out of prison, pursuing my dream
Now everybody mad at me
I ain't never tried to diss y'all
All I ever did was tell the truth
Pray every one of y'all artists make it
Don't or do, I still salute
Got real niggas from New Orleans
All they do is clip corners
Mad men don't make statements
You bigger than that, that's phony
Want every nigga that rap, from Louisiana to make it
Medication, that meditation, it elevating the greatness
I'm not bothered by your dissin'
You was in your feelings
Gave you niggas my all and you mistreat your nigga

Now I can't see you niggas
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Love don't live here anymore
I can't see you niggas
Get up on my level
Get up on my level
Love don't live here anymore
Now I can't see you niggas
Get up on my level
Can't see you niggas
I can't see you niggas
Karma comes right back around
And you'll get what you did to me
Oh I can't see you niggas
And love don't live here anymore
I can't see you niggas
Karma comes right back around
And you'll get what you did to me
You'll get what you did to me
Karma comes right back around
And you'll get what you did to me
I can't see you niggas
What you did to me
Karma comes right back around
And you'll get what you did to me

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Get Up Stronger – Charlie Winston Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
Get Up Stronger – Charlie Winston

Far away, there's a place that can never hurt you
Where you make your getaway
It doesn't matter where you go, I won't desert you
I'll be here when you choose to stay
Keep safe in my arms, I will protect you
Forget all the words they say

You're a beautiful soul, hold on
And the light will come
Somewhere inside of you

And when they knock you down
Get up stronger
Lift yourself off the ground
Get up stronger
That's all that you can do
Get up stronger
It's somewhere inside of you

I can see all the hurt in your river of anger
But you don't have to wear that shame
They are weak who believe they can have your power
By giving you all that pain
Mmm, walk away, walk away, there's only danger
Don't try to play that game

You're a beautiful soul, hold on
And the lights will come
And you'll find yourself again

And when they knock you down
Get up stronger
Lift yourself off the ground
Get up stronger
That's all that you can do
Get up stronger
It's somewhere inside of you

And when they knock you down
Get up stronger
Lift yourself off the ground
Get up stronger
That's all that you can do
Get up stronger
It's somewhere inside of you

Get up stronger
Get up stronger
Get up stronger, mmm
Get up stronger

Get up stronger
Get up stronger
Get up stronger
Get up stronger

Get up stronger
Get up stronger
Get up stronger
It's somewhere inside of you

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Get Up Terrell Hines e Vince Staples – Testo e Traduzione in Italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Ho aspettato tutta la mia vita
Andando alla deriva lentamente per tutta la notte

Piedi, non mi deludere ora
Muoviti senza suono
L'ombra di un dubbio (Woo)
Lo vediamo dal sottosuolo (Oh, nah, nah)
Piedi, non mi deludere ora
Muoviti senza suono
L'ombra di un dubbio (Woo)
Lo vediamo dal sottosuolo (Oh, nah, nah)

Vieni alla tua porta, sto per prendere i miei soldi
Parla quella merda, ra

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Get Up – Terrell Hines Vince Staples

I’ve been waitin’ my whole life
Driftin’ slowly through the night

Feet, don’t fail me now
Move without a sound
The shadow of a doubt (Woo)
We see it from the underground (Oh, nah, nah)
Feet, don’t fail me now
Move without a sound
The shadow of a doubt (Woo)
We see it from the underground (Oh, nah, nah)

Comin’ to your door, ‘bout to take my money
Talk that shit, boy, you don’t mean nothing
Movin’ with the jackals and hangin’ with the junkies
Fuck the government ‘cause they never gonna love me
E’rybody, e’rybody, e’rybody runnin’
Smile to your face but they all want somethin’
Comin’ to your door, ‘bout to take my money
Fuck the government ‘cause they never gonna love me (Get up)

Blood still risin’ from the snow
Watch the sky fall from below

Feet, don’t fail me now (Feet, don’t fail me now)
Move without a sound (Move without a sound)
The shadow of a doubt (Woo, it’s fallin’ down)
We see it from the underground (Oh, nah, nah)
Feet, don’t fail me now (Feet, don’t fail me now)
Move without a sound (Move without a sound)
The shadow of a doubt (Woo, it’s fallin’ down)
We see it from the underground (Oh, nah, nah)

Comin’ to your door, ‘bout to take my money
Talk that shit, boy, you don’t mean nothing
Movin’ with the jackals and hangin’ with the junkies
Fuck the government ‘cause they never gonna love me
E’rybody, e’rybody, e’rybody runnin’
Smile to your face but they all want somethin’
Comin’ to your door, ‘bout to take my money
Fuck the government ‘cause they never gonna love me (Get up)
Comin’ to your door, ‘bout to take my money
Talk that shit, boy, you don’t mean nothing
Movin’ with the jackals and hangin’ with the junkies
Fuck the government ‘cause they never gonna love me
E’rybody, e’rybody, e’rybody runnin’
Smile to your face but they all want somethin’
Comin’ to your door, ‘bout to take my money
Fuck the government ‘cause they never gonna love me (Get up)

I believe that this whole world is all wretched
I believe the human mind always foolin’ itself
I believe they wanna keep us wonderin’ what’s next
I believe they feed us poison, for we won’t connect
Risin’ and runnin’, tossin’ and turnin’, columns are burnin’
Deja vu or discernment, sickenin’, makes me vomit
Seems like a broken promise, vacancy that’s atomic
Maybe it’s Nostradamus, maybe this shit is common


Cold in a warm city don’t know what to do
They’ll poison the flock but you gotta stay true
(Uh, woo, uh, gotta stay true, oh, you gotta stay true
Oh, you gotta stay true, get up, yeah, uh)
Trouble in my way, yeah, I might have to cry (Have to cry)
I know when I get that Rolex I can’t take it when I die
(When I die, can’t take it when I die, take when I die
Uh, take it when I die)
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up

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Get Up! – Beverley Knight Testo della canzone

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Get Up! – Beverley Knight

You stand tall while people sway
(True to your self)
Leave them fakers on the shelf
(Heed your calling)
Go and do your thing, I make I hear you say...

Get up, get up and hold your ground
You don't care what goes around
Stand up, stand up and hold your ground (stand up)
Hold your ground
Them no bigger than us
No bigger than we
No bigger than you
No bigger than me
Them no bigger than us
No bigger than we
No bigger than you
No bigger than me (hey hey)

(Get up! Get up!)
Yeah
(You gotta gotta!)
(Stand up! Stand up)
Stand up on me
(Get up! Get up!)
Alright
(You gotta gotta!)
(Stand up! Stand up!)
Yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

(Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha)
(Ah-ha-ah-ha-ah-ha)
(Ah-ha, ah-ha)
(Ah-ha-ah-ha-ah-ha)
Get up and
Stand up and
Hold it
Get up and
Stand up and
Hold it
Feel it!

(Don't feel no shame)
Let them know you're not the same
(Don't feel no way)
You stand tall while people sway
(True to your self)
Leave them fakers on the shelf
(Heed your calling)
Oh, go and do your thing, I make I hear you s-a-a-a-y...

[Chorus (x2)]

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Get Up, Get Into It, Get Involved – James Brown Testo della canzone

Il Testo della canzone di:
Get Up, Get Into It, Get Involved – James Brown

Everybody over there
(Get on up)
Everybody out there
(Get into it)
Everybody right there
(Get involved)
Everybody get it

Oh, come on
Come on, come on
Come on with your come on
Come on, come on

Everybody over there
(Get on up)
Everybody right now
(Get into it)
Everybody over here
(Get involved)
(Get involved)
(Get involved)

Come on with
Your little come on

Everybody over there
(Get on up)
Everybody right there
(Get into it)
Everybody over here
(Get involved)
(Get involved)
(Get involved)

Wait, wait
Don't raise your hand
Doin' nothin'
And expect me
To say you're doing something
Don't raise your hand
An' Expect me to call you by name
Don't raise your hand
Expect me to say
There goes my man

Everybody over there
(Get on up)
Everybody right there
(Get into it)
Everybody over here
(Get involved)
(Get involved)
(Get involved)

Wait, wait, wait, wait
You bigger they are
The harder they fall
Get an education
So you won't be caught
Get an education
You won't take the fall

Do it right
So you won't have to go
Back and do it at night
Do it one time, make it right
You got the world
You got to fight

Everybody over there
(Get on up)
Everybody right there
(Get into it)
Everybody over here
(Get involved)
(Get involved)
(Get involved)

Wait, wait, wait, wait
Lookie here, wait
Go on, go on, go on
You need a little help
Can't do it alone

Everybody over there
(Get on up)
Everybody right there
(Get into it)
Everybody over there
(Get involved)
Get in, get involved

Play it one more time, Bobby
One more time or two
(Get involved)
(Get involved)
(Get involved)

Wait, everybody over there
(Get on up)
Everybody right there
(Get into it)
Everybody over here
(Get involved)
(Get involved)
(Get involved)

Wait, wait
Wait, wait, wait

Now listen
I want you to hit me
Fellas, don't miss me
Fellas, I want you to hit me
Hit me, all right
Hit me, hey, me

Two times
Lookie here, hit me
Hit me, come on
Bring it down

Come on, do it
Do it, do it

Wait, everybody over there
(Get on up)
Everybody right there
(Get into it)
Everybody over there
(Get involved)
(Get involved)
(Get involved)

Wait, don't, don't
Don't raise your hand
Doing nothing, an expect me
To say you're doing something

Don't raise your hand
Don't raise your hand
Because you're busy, brother
Better change your twist

Don't raise your hand
Don't raise your hand
Don't wave your hand
If you don't mean it
Don't raise your hand
If you don't need it
Don't raise your hand
Don't raise your hand

Get on up (get on up)
Get into it (get involved)
Get involved (get on up)
Get involved (get into it)

Wait, wait, wait, wait
You and you, baby
Doing your thing
Don't do nobody elses
Jump back, dig yourself

'Cause you're doing your thing
'Cause you're doing your thing

Get on up (get on up)
Get on up (get into it)

Everybody over there
(Get on up)
Everybody over there
(Get into it)
Everybody right there
(Get involved)

(Get involved)
(Get involved)
(Get involved)

Hey, hey
Everybody over there
(Get on up)
Everybody right there
(Get into it)
Everybody over here
(Get involved)
(Get involved)
(Get involved)

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Lookie here, you can be
Like a tape deck, you know
They can plug you in
Say what they want you to say

Don't let 'em do it (no)
Don't let 'em do it (no)
Don't let 'em do it (no)
Don't let 'em do it (no)

Everybody over there
(Get on up)
Everybody right here
(Get into it)
Everybody over there
(Get involved)
(Get involved)
(Get involved)

Everybody over there
(Get on up)
Everybody right there
(Get into it)
Everybody over here
(Get involved)
(Get involved)
(Get involved)

Get involved, get involved
Get involved, get involved
Get involved, get involved
Get involved, get involved...

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Get Up, Get Ready – The Dead Daisies Testo della canzone

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Get Up, Get Ready – The Dead Daisies

Move every night we're on a highway
Too long since I've had a taste of home
Believe me it ain't for the love of money
Life on the road to sing a song

Are you here for the party
Are you feeling alive
We've been thinking about it
How bout' you?

Tonight
Get up and get ready (get ready)
Tonight
Raise your hands if you're ready

Feel...yeah the beat is getting stronger
Leave...all your troubles at the door
Higher...it don't matter how you use it
Desire...gonna leave you wanting more

We're all here for the party
And we're feeling alive
We just can't live without it
How bout you?

Tonight
Get up and get ready (get ready)
Tonight
Raise your hands if you're ready (you're ready)

Tonight
Get up and get ready (get ready)
Tonight
Raise your hands if you're ready (you're ready)
Tonight
Get up and get ready (get ready)
Tonight
Get ready!

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