NA.NA.NA.SA.KU.KA.NA.HA.RU.KA.NA.YA.KU.SO.KU MA.WA.RU.NA.MO.NA.I.YA.KU.SO.KU Itsumo dare ka ni makaseta Nanimo kowakunai EVERYDAY Dakedo shinjirarenakute
PARTY PEOPLE I wanna feel ROCK UR MOTION I wanna feel DAY GO MOTION I wanna feel like ... COUNT DOWN THEN 3 I wanna feel like ... I just wanna feel like ... WHAT? WHAT? 2
where have you been (Around the world now I'm back again) They been asking They been searchin (Who been asking bout me?) They been wondering why (In case your wondering) [Verse 2
Up Now If You Feel Me, Put Your Guns In The Air Pull 'em Out And Let The Playa Hate Us Before He Stare Bang, That, Mothaf**Ka Pop, That, Mothaf**Ka Yeah
[Intro: Plies Talking] Aye, man, muthaf**ka just told me to pull my pants up homie (What?) Pull my pants up, I went up to that muthaf**ka and told him
*breathing* *dog barking* *gun shot and glass break* [The Game] Punk ass mothaf**ka, get your ass up What chu was goin do? kill me in my sleep you bitch
history All you haters wit' that hoe sh*t miss me, I stay strapped security don't frisk me Set it off 'til this muthafu*ka empty, I turn around do the
's home Then he hold me, slightly tightly Mom, your wish came true-I got one just like me My life be so good, so good Ka-chicka-chicka Ka-chicka-chicka
Girl I know we fussing every little thing I say ain't right (nah) you calling me names and I see the pain that's in your eyes (then) we be making love
Hit me band, look at the band I want to ask them Do you love me, yes I love you Do you love me baby, yes I love you Do you love me, yes I love you,
I'm not afraid Of anything in this world There's nothing you can throw at me That I haven't already heard I'm just trying to find A decent melody A song
Yeah, yeah High, higher than the sun You shoot me from a gun I need you to elevate me here At the corner of your lips As the orbit of your hips Eclipse
In a little while Surely you'll be back In a little while I'll be there In a little while This hurt will hurt no more I'll be home, Love When the night
In New York freedom looks like Too many choices In New York I found a friend To drown out the other voices Voices on the cell phone Voices from home
I'm not afraid Of anything in this world There's nothing you can throw at me That I haven't already heard I'm just tryin' to find A decent melody A song
Something is about to give I can feel it coming I think I know what it is I'm not afraid to die I'm not afraid to live And when I'm flat on my back I
Heaven on earth We need it now I'm sick of all of this Hanging around Sick of sorrow I'm sick of the pain I'm sick of hearing Again and again That there
In the days When we were swinging from the trees I was a monkey Stealing honey from the swarm of bees I could taste I could taste you even then And I