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Give Her Some Money

[Intro]
Hitmaka!
Head good, better give her some money
Pussy good, better give her some money
Attitude, give her some money
Give her some money
 
[Chorus]
Head good, better give her some money
Pussy good, better give her some money
Attitude, give her some money
Give her some money
Drop low, give her some money
Dressing room, 'bout to get her some money
Give her some money
Bad bitch, better give her some money
 
[Verse 1]
Diddy boppin', pussy poppin'
On a handstand like a rocket
On my socket like a plug
Broke niggas, that's a dub
Stack it high on the low
Move a 100 how I roll
Keep it milly how I rock
In a booth on any block
 
[Pre-Chorus]
I get it poppin', drop it wind it low
I'm with whatever who's gon' do the most
Then I celebrate it with a toast
Champagne with a 100 rose
 
[Chorus]
Head good, better give her some money
Pussy good, better give her some money
Attitude, give her some money
Give her some money
Drop low, give her some money
Dressing room, 'bout to get her some money
Give her some money
Bad bitch, better give her some money
 
[Verse 2]
He throwin' bands, poppin' rubber bands, damn hey
He wanna dance so I hit him with the slow mo
He catchin' feelings then I'm outta here like 'oh, no'
He ask me why then I told him he a bozo
I'm presidential then he came back with the rose gold
Took me shoppin', I'm like, 'Eenie meenie money mo'
Now he askin' 'bout the road, bitch, I gotta go
My time is money, bitch, I gotta show
 
[Pre-Chorus]
I get it poppin', drop it wind it low
I'm with whatever who's gon' do the most
Then I celebrate it with a toast
Champagne with a 100 rose
 
[Chorus]
Head good, better give her some money
Pussy good, better give her some money
Attitude, give her some money
Give her some money
Drop low, give her some money
Dressing room, 'bout to get her some money
Give her some money
Bad bitch, better give her some money
 

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Sickened

Take me away
 
That's enough of all your taunting
Seems I can't remove you from my mind
Don't you know that sometimes
I wish they'd kill me for wanting you?
I will sit alone in silence
Gather all the meaning I can find
Will you be defeated when they
Kill me for wanting you?
 
I can't believe that my sanity lies in abandoning you
I can't recall a more helpless time perpetrated by you
 
[Refrain:]
Sickened from wanting you
Frightened of finding the truth
Don't say any more
Now my mind isn't changing
This reckoning's long overdue
 
[Verse 2]
Alabaster walls surround me
In the prison of my own design
Will I win my freedom if they
Kill me for wanting you?
Maybe the arms of Hell will hound me
Just as long as I remain confined
I will be completed when they
Kill me for wanting you
 
I can't believe that my sanity lies in abandoning you
I can't recall a more helpless time perpetrated by you
 
[Refrain:]
Sickened from wanting you
Frightened of finding the truth
Don't say any more
Now my mind isn't changing
This reckoning's long overdue
 
So I have determined that I am undone
Will I bury another problem
In the graveyard you allowed me to find?
 
So I have determined that I am no one
When I finally cling to something
And it's never been tied to erasing
The memory of you
 
[Refrain:]
Sickened from wanting you
Frightened of finding the truth
Don't say any more
Now my mind isn't changing
This reckoning's long overdue
 
Sickened from wanting you
Kill me for wanting you
 
So I have determined that I am undone
Will I bury another problem
In the graveyard you allowed me to find?
 

Gift of a Brand New Day

Hey woman, my woman, open your eyes and smile
Hey lovely, my lovely, stay in the warm awhile
Savour the present we've got to open, wrapped in a sleepy way
We've got a gift to share together
It's the gift of a brand new day, gift of a brand new day
 
Hey woman, my woman, we can walk in the rain
Hey lovely, my lovely, search for the sun again
You can make bread and I can make wine, we'll ask our friends to stay
We've got a gift to share together
It's the gift of a brand new day, gift of a brand new day
 
Mmm, making music, making love and making harmony
Time goes down and time flows down
The long, long road you share with me
 
Hey woman, my woman, we can take the baby out
Hey lovely, my lovely, show him what it's all about
Teach him to love the swan and the quirrel, the magpie and
the jay
We've got a gift to share together
It's the gift of a brand new day, gift of a brand new day
 
Making music, making love and making harmony
Time goes down, time flows down
The long, long road you share with me
 
Hey woman, my woman, open your eyes and smile
Hey lovely, my lovely, stay in the warm awhile
Savour the present we've got to open, wrapped in a sleepy way
We've got a gift to share together
It's the gift of a brand new day, gift of a brand new day
 

I Can't Live Without My Radio

My radio, believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with the box that can rock the crowd
Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
While my JVC vibrates the concrete
I'm sorry if you can't understand
But I need a radio inside my hand
Don't mean to offend other citizens
But I kick my volume way past 10
My story is rough, my neighbourhood is tough
But I still sport gold, and I'm out to crush
My name is Cool J, I devastate the show
But I couldn't survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from the Boulevard
I'm a hip-hop gangster and my name is Todd
Just stimulated by the beat, bust out the rhyme
Get fresh batteries if it won't rewind
Cos I play everyday, even on the subway
I woulda got a summons but I ran away
I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you on the go
But I know I can't live without my radio
 
Suckas on my jock when I walk down the block
I really don't care if you're jealous or not
Cos I make the songs, you sing along
And your radio's def when my record's on
So get off the wall, become involved
All your radio problems have now been solved
My treacherous beats make ya ears respond
And my radio's loud like a fire alarm
The floor vibrates, the walls cave in
The bass makes my eardrums seem thin
Def sounds in my ride, yes the front and back
You would think it was a party, not a Cadillac
Cos I drive up to the ave, with the windows closed
And my bass is so loud, it could rip your clothes
My stereo's thumpin' like a savage beast
The level on my power meter will not decrease
Suckas get mad, cos the girlies scream
And I'm still gettin' paid while you look at me mean
I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you on the go
But I know I can't live without my radio
I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you on the go
And I know I can't live without my radio
 
Don't touch that dial, I'll be upset
Might go into a fit and rip off your neck
Cos the radio's thumpin' when I'm down to play
I'm the royal chief rocker LL Cool J
Let your big butt bounce from right to left
Cos it's a actual fact this jam is def
Most definitely created by me
Goin' down in radio history
I'm good to go on your radio
And I'm cold gettin' paid cos Rick said so
Make the woofers wallop and your tweeters twitch
Some jealous knuckleheads might try to dis
But it's nuthin', ya frontin', ya girl I am stuntin'
And my radio's loud enough to keep you gruntin'
My name is Cool J, I'm from the rock
Circulating through your radio non-stop
I'm lookin' at the wires behind the cassette
And now I'm on the right, standing on the eject
Wearin' light blue Pumas, a whole lotta gold
And jams like these keep me in control
I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you on the go
And I know I can't live without my radio
 
Your energy level starts to increase
As my big beat is slowly released
I'm on the radio and at the jam
LL Cool J is who I am
I'mma make ya dance, boogie down and rock
And you'll scratch and shake to my musical plot
And to expand my musical plan
Cut Creator, rock the beat with your hands
 
That's right, so don't try to front the move
As you become motivated by the funky groove
You can see me and Earl chillin' on the block
With my box cold kickin' with the gangster rock
See people can't stop me, neither can the police
I'm a musical maniac to say the least
For you and your radio I made this for
Cool J's here to devastate once more
Pullin' all the girls, takin' out MCs
If ya try to disrespect me, I just say Please!
Here to command the hip-hop land
Kick it live with a box inside my hand
I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you on the go
But I know I can't live without my radio
 
Farmers Boulevard, yeah, you know that's where me and E hang out, cool out, you know what I'm sayin'? That's where the crib's at
 

In the Light

I am as God created me,
In the light, in the love, in the glory (2x)
 
In the light, in the love
In the glory of God I am. (2x)
 
In the light, in the love, in the glory
In the light, in the love, in the glory
In the light, in the love, in the glory I am. (2x)