Wings / Live and Let Die

[00:01] When you were young and your heart was an open book
[00:09] You used to say live and let live
[00:14] (You know you did, you know you did, you know you did]
[00:18] But if this everchangin' world in which we live in
[00:24] Makes you give in and cry
[00:31] Say live and let die

[00:36] (Live and let die)
[00:40] Live and let die
[00:44] (Live and let die)
[00:47]
[01:21] What does it matter to ya
[01:24] When you got a job to do
[01:26] You got to do it well
[01:29] You got to give the other fellow hell
[01:36]
[01:56] You used to say live and let live
[02:01] (You know you did, you know you did, you know you did)
[02:05] But if this everchangin' world in which we live in
[02:11] Makes you give in and cry
[02:18] Say live and let die

[02:23] (Live and let die)
[02:26] Live and let die
[02:30] (Live and let die)
[02:34]

What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?

Wu-Tang Clan
Wu-Tang Forever
Triumph

(Ol Dirty Bastard)

[00:02]What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?
[00:04]I'm the Osirus of this shit
[00:07]Wu-Tang is here forever - motherfuckers
[00:10]It's like this ninety-seven
[00:12]Aight my niggaz and my niggarettes
[00:15]Let's do it like this
[00:16]I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine
[00:19]Let's take it back to seventy-nine

(Inspectah Deck)

[00:21]I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies
[00:24]and hypotheses can't define how I be droppin these
[00:26]mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery
[00:29]Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
[00:32]Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
[00:34]tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
[00:37]I inspect view through the future see millenium
[00:39]Killa Beez sold fifty gold sixty platinum
[00:42]Shckling the masses with drastic rap tactics
[00:45]Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
[00:47]Black Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
[00:50]Rumblein patrolmen tear gas laced the function
[00:53]Heads by the score take flight incite a war
[00:55]Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
[00:58]Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
[01:00]Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi
[01:03]Stomp grounds I pound footprints in solid rock
[01:06]Wu got it locked, Performin live on you hottest block

(Method Man)

[01:08]As the world turn, I spread like germs
[01:10]Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn
[01:14]It's my testament to those burned
[01:15]Play my position in the game of life standing firm
[01:18]on foreign land, jump the gun out the frying pan, into the fire
[01:21]Transform into the Ghostrider, or Six Pack
[01:24]In a Streetcar named Desire, who got my back?
[01:27]In the line of fire holding back, what?
[01:29]My people if you with me where the fuck you at?
[01:31]Niggaz is strapped, and they trying to twist my beer cap
[01:33]It's court adjourned, for the bad seed from bad sperm
[01:36]Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood
[01:40]clot, we smoke pot, and blow spots
[01:42]You wanna think twice, I think not
[01:44]The Iron Lung ain't got ta tell you where it's comng from
[01:47]Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone
[01:49]Rip through your slums

(Cappadonna)

[01:51]I twist darts from the heart, tried and true
[01:53]Loot my voice on the LP, my team is on to slang rocks
[01:56]Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talking
[02:00]Tell your story walking
[02:01]Take cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid
[02:04]Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme groupies
[02:06]So I can squeeze with the advantage, and get wasted
[02:10]My deadly notes reigns supreme
[02:12]Your fort is basic compared to mine
[02:14]Domino effect, arts and crafts
[02:16]Paragraphs contail cyanide
[02:19]Take a free ride on my thought, I got the fashion
[02:21]catalogues for all y'all to all praise to the Gods

(Ol Dirty Bastard)

[02:24]The saga continues
[02:26]Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang

(U-God)

[02:28]Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet
[02:30]The thrill of victory, the agony, defeat
[02:33]We crush slow, flaming deluxe slow
[02:35]For, judgement day cometh, conquer, it's war
[02:38]Allow us to escape, hell glow spinning bomb
[02:40]Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms
[02:43]Tune spit the shit immortal combat sound
[02:46]The fake false step make, the blood stain the ground
[02:48]A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum
[02:51]A death kiss, cap off squeeze another anthem
[02:54]Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics
[02:56]My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas
[02:59]My music Sicily, rich California smell
[03:02]An axekiller adventure, paint a picture well
[03:04]I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin on ginseng
[03:07]Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring king

(RZA)

[03:09]Watch for the wooden soldiers, C-cypher punks couldn't hold us
[03:12]A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was sober
[03:15]Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold like flare
[03:18]Escape from your dragon's lair, in particular
[03:20]My beats travel like a vortex, through your spine
[03:23]to the top of your cerebral cortex
[03:25]Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex
[03:27]Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
[03:29]or terminal, like Grand Central Station
[03:31]Program fat baselines, on Novation
[03:33]Getting drunk like a fuck I'm duckin five-year probation

(GZA)

[03:36]War of the masses, the outcome, disaterous
[03:39]Many of the victim family save they ashes
[03:41]A million names on walls engraved in plaques
[03:44]Those who went back, received penalties for their acts
[03:46]Another heart is torn, as close ones gone
[03:49]Those who stray, niggaz get slayed on the song

(Masta Killa)

[03:52]The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
[03:55]and leaks sounds that's heard
[03:57]ninety-three million miles away from came one
[04:00]to represent the nation, this is a gathering
[04:02]of the masses that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan
[04:06]As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
[04:10]The High Chief Jamel-Ah-Rief take the stage
[04:13]Light is provided through sparks of energy
[04:16]from the mind that travels in rhyme form
[04:18]Giving sight to the blind
[04:19]The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
[04:22]Death only one can save shell from
[04:25]This relentless attack of the track spares none

(Ghostface Killah)

[04:27]Yo! Yo! Yo, fuck that, look at all these crab niggaz laid back
[04:31]Lampin like them gray and black Puma's on my man's rack
[04:34]Codeine was forced in your drink
[04:36]You had a navy green salamander fiend, bitches never heard you scream
[04:39]You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole body numb
[04:42]Blowing like Shalamar in eighty-one
[04:44]Sound convincing, thousand dollar court by convention
[04:47]Hands like Sonny Liston, get fly permission hold tha
[04:50]fuck up, Allah fasten your wig, bad luck
[04:52]I humiliate, separate the English from the Dutch
[04:55]it's me, Black Noble Drew Ali
[04:57]came in threes we like the Genovese
[04:59]Is that so? Caesar needs the greens
[05:00]It's Earth, ninety-three million miles from the first
[05:03]Rough turbulence, the waveburst, split the megahertz

(Raekwon)

[05:05]Aiyyo dat's amazing, gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul off
[05:09]Connect thoughts to make my man Shai walk
[05:11]Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser
[05:14]New York gank adviser world tranquilizer
[05:16]Just the dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives
[05:19]While, my pen blow lines ferocious
[05:21]Mediterranean, see ya, the number one traffic
[05:24]sit down the beat God, then delegate the God to see God
[05:26]The swift chancellor, flex, the white-gold tarantula
[05:29]Track truck diesel, play the weed God, substatiala
[05:31]Max mostly, undivided then slide it, it's sickening
[05:35]Guaranteed, made em jump like Rod Strickland.

Hola, soy Celia Crúz, y estoy aqui con Wyclef celebrando el

[ar:Wyclef Jean]
[ti:Guantanamera]
[la:uk]
[by:Juvenal]
Jean Wyclef
Guantanamera

[00:00]Hola, soy Celia Crúz, y estoy aqui con Wyclef celebrando el
[00:05]carnaval! Azucar!
[00:07]Guantanamera
[00:10]Guajira, guantanamera (Wyclef) Worldwide!
[00:14]Guantanamera (Wyclef) I can bring it to your stereo..
[00:18]Guajira, guantanamera (Wyclef) That was then...
[00:22]Yo soy un hombre sincero (Wyclef) this is now...

[00:28]Welcome to the Carnival, the arrival.
[00:34]COME ON!
[00:35]Spanish Harlem (ooooey-o),
[00:38]Boogie Down folks (ooooey-o),
[00:40]Manhattan (ooooey-o),
[00:43]back to Staten (ooooey-o),
[00:46]guantanamera (hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a.. Cuban cigar)
[00:51]guajira, guantanamera (hey yo I think she's eyeeing me from far)
[00:58]guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera.....

[01:08]Yo, I wrote this in Haiti overlooking Cuba. I asked her what's her
[01:11]name she said Guantanamera, remind me of an old Latin song, my uncle used to
[01:16]play, on his old 45 when he used to be alive. She went from a young girl to a
[01:21]grown woman like a VIRGIN, so she sex with no average man, keep the figure,
[01:26]move like a caterpillar, fly like a butterfly, let your soul feel the glide,
[01:30]part woman very yet space invader, if your name was Chun-Li we'd be playing
[01:35]Street Fighter.---A penny for your thought, a nickel for your kiss, a dime if
[01:39]you tell me that you love me. (Come On!)

[01:41]Guantanamera (hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a-- Cuban cigar)
[01:45]guajira, guantanamera (yo I think she's eyeeing me from far)
[01:52]guantanamera,
[01:56]guajira, guantanamera.....

[02:03]Soy una mujer sincera..(Wyclef) Do you speak English?
[02:09]De donde crece la palma (Wyclef) Can I buy you a drink?
[02:14]Soy una mujer sincera..(Wyclef) uh-huh-uh-huh!
[02:19]De donde crece la palma! (Wyclef) You killin...
[02:24Y antes de morir, yo quiero..cantar mis versos del alma.
[02:34]Te quiero mamá, te quiero!

[02:36]Guantanamera (hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a-- Cuban cigar)
[02:40]guajira, guantanamera (hey yo, John Forte, she's eyeeing me from far)
[02:47]guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera.....

[02:57]yo... she was a Rosa Spanish
[02:59]Harlem mamacita beg your pardon, makes mistakes at a faster rate than she
[03:02]fornicates, her traits of genius, goddess of black venus, crab niggas angry
[03:07]cuz they can't get between us, todon sin lexian, smooth complex-ion, lexicon
[03:11]in Lexington, parents came from Cuba, part Mexican, pure sweet, dimes fell to
[03:16]her feet, she like Movado, and shook her hips like Delgado, and broke niggas
[03:20]down from the Grounds to Apollo and then some! She took an accident to Dempson
[03:24]and waited patiently while the businessmen come, call late on purpose, got
[03:29]even politicians nervous, and made plans to infiltrate street's secret
[03:33]service, this gentle flower, fertility was a power, sweet persona, venus
[03:37]flytrap Prima Donna, que sera que sera, she turned dinero to dinera....

[03:41]Guantanamera (hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a-- Cuban cigar)
[03:46]guajira, guantanamera (hey-yo I think she's eyeeing me from far)
[03:52]guantanamera, guajira, guantanamera.

[04:03]A boy like that? He killed his brother? He kill'd his motha! Fuck,
[04:08]he killed his brother....

[04:11]Sang happy to the NYC, to New Jersey......

Jean Wyclef / Tryin' To Stay Alive

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(Wy-Clef Jean)
[00:06]We got the Rufgees All-Stars rubba dubbin' in the club
[00:09]Wyclef Jean, John Forte, Prizewell.
[00:19]Nah mean the streets are gettin' a little crazy...
[00:21]Looka looka looka looka

[00:23]Looka here looka shorty got back
[00:25]should I ask her for a dance, hold on theres too many in a wolf pack
[00:28]and besides Dirtycash talkin' ta her
[00:31]buyin' her fake furs and takin' her to the fever
[00:33]quite as his kept that ain't even his Benz
[00:36]she spends his franklins at the malls with her friends
[00:38]material girl, livin' in a material world
[00:41]but it's alright cuz it's Saturday night
[00:43]so mista funkmasta pump the Bee-Gees
[00:45]and all you college students bring your ouija's
[00:48]check the spellin' R E-F U G E-E get the cd from Sam Goody tee he he
[00:53]You ain't even close wit the rhymes that you wrote
[00:56]don't be mad cause you broke
[00:57]let me clear my throat, ah huh ah huh
[01:00]John Forte, grab the mic roots and sway it this way

(John Forte)
[01:03]I more than just a rhymer, you still a small timer
[01:06]hopin' that the game treat that ass a 'lil kinda
[01:08]everystep tango'd
[01:09]your beat don't concern me
[01:11]I'm eatin mangos, in Trinada wit attorneys (oh yea)
[01:13]my crews slang flow worldwide like a current
[01:15]wit da every spot where nobody get insurance
[01:18]brotha do the math you ain't half near exotic
[01:20]my mans claim true, you forget about it
[01:23]pope hoe just a new stance, like my influence
[01:26]well recognize you a lie tryin' do it
[01:28]got juice told your lady, oops, we nuts baby
[01:31]smooth and charizmatic automatic, you gonna save me
[01:33]godbless the day that my sons survive
[01:35]we strive to teach the youth baby, and stay alive

(Wy-Clef)
[01:39]Refugee camp nuts baby
[01:41]John Forte
[01:42]Yo watch your lady

(Prizewell, Dirtycash)
[01:44]yo watch your lady, eh ahhh
[01:46]special ill rhyme dirtycash

(Wy-Clef)
[01:48]yo if you got more than a dollar in your pocket right now
[01:51]put your hands up  (yo, yo)

(Prizewell, Dirtycash)
[01:53]you can tell by the way i roll shorty
[01:56]that I'm a ladies man, a business man
[01:59]condos down the shore, multi million pension plans
[02:01]but it ain't in my plan to make a move without the fam
[02:03]I keep it intact, yo, Clef do the track
[02:06]John play da mack while I pay the tax
[02:08]business as usuall, watchin' suspects
[02:11]steal my assetts, get cut with g-lets
[02:13]we built this concept, connect like nin x l la
[02:16]drinks at the bar, my american express

(Wy-Clef)
[02:19]yo I cook up cook up
[02:20]and the cop a pull up pull up
[02:21]then I cuff up cuff up
[02:22]you who's callin' bluff
[02:24]now you shook up shook up
[02:25]cause you lock up lock up
[02:26]when I love up love up
[02:27]you who's callin' bluff
[02:28]hey you John is chillin', Dirtycash chillin'
[02:31]what more can i say we livin'
[02:33]that what we got we got it good
[02:35]and you understood
[02:38]we be...

(Prizewell, Dirtycash)
[02:44]yeah
[02:46]live at the carnival...
[02:48]97 till infinite
[02:51]ha.....
[02:52]Refugee All-Stars
[02:54]can't stop the shining, cant stop the shining
[02:59]can't stop the shining, cant stop the shining
[03:04]you wanna stop the shining, you wanna stop the shining?
[03:09]you wanna stop the shining, you wanna stop the shining?
[03:14]cant stop the shining, can't stop the shining

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How to love lyrics

[Lil' Wayne]

You had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
How to love
How to love

You had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in the corner tryna put it together
How to love
How to love

For a second you were here
Why you over there?
Its hard not to stare, the way you moving your body
Like you never had a love
Never had a love

When you was just a young’un you’re looks but so precious
But now your grown up
So fly its like a blessing but you can’t have a man look at you for 5 seconds
Without you being insecure
You never credit yourself so when you got older
It’s seems like you came back 10 times over
Now you’re sitting here in this damn corner
Looking through all your thoughts and looking over your shoulder

See you had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
How to love
How to love

See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in the corner tryna put it together
How to love
How to love

For a second you were here
Why you over there?
Its hard not to stare the way you moving your body
Like you never had a love
Had a love

You had a lot of dreams that transform to visions
The fact that you saw the world affected all your decisions
But it wasn’t your fault
Wasn’t in your intentions

You the one here talking to me
You don’t wanna listen
But I admire your poppin bottles and dippin’
Just as much as you admire bartending and stripping
Baby, so don’t be mad
Nobody else trippin
You see a lot of crooks and the crooks still crook

See You had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
How to love
How to love

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See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in the corner tryna put it together
How to love
How to love

Oooh,
See I just want you to know
That you deserve the best
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
Yeah

And I want you to know, you’re far from the usual
Far from the usual

You see you had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
How to love
How to love

See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in the corner tryna put it together
How to love
How to love

See you had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
How to love
How to love

See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in the corner tryna put it together
How to love
How to love