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Martha My Dear Lyrics

Sunday, March 8th, 2009


though I spend my days in conversation, please

Remember me

Martha, my love

Don’t forget me

Martha, my dear

Hold your head up, you silly girl

look what you’ve done

When you find yourself in the thick of it

Help yourself to a bit of what is all around you

Silly girl

Take a good look around you

Take a good look you’re bound to see

that you and me were meant to be

with each other

Silly girl

Hold you’re hand out, you silly girl

see what you’ve done

When you find yourself in the thick of it

Help yourself to a bit of what is all around you

Silly girl

Martha, my dear

you have always been my inspiration

please, be good to me

Martha, my love

Don’t forget me

Martha, my dear.

(c) 1968 Northern songs, Ltd

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Who’s Holding The Gat Lyrics

Thursday, February 26th, 2009


I hop in my ride, Chill out, the music is bumpin

Saw my OG’s on the street corner

these are my niggaz, and hell no they ain’t no foreigners.

The P warriors is the name of my click

these bitchez don’t fuck wit my shit cuz

Gangsta rap is this white boy thing, fuckin

bigger and fatter than that bitch Biggie.Cuz

big ass bitchez, of the damn Northwest

Representin’ Seattle, so get your nutsack

away from my city, cuz I’m hardcore- ya see

my gat is cocked and I’ll make you more than bleed.Bitch.

(PRE CHORUS)

All the damn bitchez, in all of Seattle,

Rainer Ave. to Northgate Mall.

Need to recognize who their handlin’,

cuz its chain who’s holding the gat. ya know.

(CHORUS)

My gats tough, blast you in the ass,

and if you stepping up, ya better recognize.

(VERSE 2)

I’m tough as hell.I pack a power punch.

All the bitchez want to take me to lunch, cuz

I am a playa, always hella smooth as shit.

All the bitchez say chain is da man.Fuck it.

My man nasty p.The other day, he bought a gat.

He drove his car, scratchin his nutsack.

He was sick of this east coast/west coast thing,

so he took his gat and ass capped Biggie.

He’s a big G to all his homiez in Seattle.

All these bitchez want to bust a cap,

we’ll start a battle.

So don’t be late, when he invites you somewhere

cause the bitch will tair out you damn pube hair.

One day some niggaz thought they’d bust him in the nuts.

They pulled their gats, p said “shucks”.

I saw this and said “Yo hoez.Wzup!!??”

You better recognize, so I busted shit up.

I love to kill, dropping hoez is a thrill

and if from the kill, I make dolla billz,

then it was all well worth, I’m an assassin,

All you bitchez should get blasted.

I’m a gangsta, thug life for real,

Wallet growin fatta, wit dolla dolla bills.

Strictly realistic, in the hood we kick it.

All my homiez call me Chain da wicked.

My homie P is a thug and a half,

so step off of his tough ass.

Cuz he’s the man you want to drop,

Try it, HONKY BITCH, you’ll get clocked!

[PRE CHORUS]

[PRE CHORUS]

[CHORUS]

[NASTY]

My homie G Chain is right,

I hate people that are white.

So let me kick it one time.

A big shout out goes to my ghetto boyz

Charlie, 12, K9, s-dogg, lp, the toughman contest,

the wolfpack, and all my homiez.Oh well,

The 1993 Crew is in da house, bitch.

We out.G Funk.

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Holding Onto Nothing (Trance Nation Electric Versi Lyrics

Sunday, February 1st, 2009


Standin’ in the rain

Standin’ in the rain

Standin’ in the rain

When we touch

I feel something happen

When we breathe

All the world is undone

Stay with me

As my heart surrenders

Comfort me

As I fall I cry

When we sleep

Darkness brings us release

All you need

You can find it in me

Stay with me

As my heart surrenders

Comfort me

As I fall I cry

Standin’ in the rain

Standin’ in the rain

Standin’ in the rain

Standin’ in the rain

Standin’ in the rain

Twisted and insane

We, are, holdin’ onto nothing

Feelin’ every breath

Holdin’ no regrets

We’re, still, lookin’ out for something

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Where The Freaks Go Lyrics

Sunday, February 1st, 2009


Where the freaks go

Somewhere way down low

Yeah I wanna be wasted

Burnt down

Where the wick burns brightly

Goodbye my friend

You’ll never be down again

Goodbye my friend Yeah

You’ll never be down again

Yeah I used to wonder why

You wanted to live and die every day

Yeah you couldn’t be

The bright winged butterfly

Black wings on a black sky

Chorus

And I wonder

Oh why Oh why

Yeah (Oh why)

Oh why

What I forgave put my ass on the line

Lies came to life that truly blew my mind

I trusted you

I paid hell to get through (x4)

Goodbye my friend

You’ll never be down again

Goodbye my friend

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