Breathe In, Breathe Out (f/ St. Lunatics) .......... Ali

911 (f/ D12) .......... Gorillaz

B.O.B. (Bombs Over Baghdad) .......... Outkast

6 Million Ways To Live .......... Dub Pistols

Tonite .......... Next

Na Na .......... Pretty Willie

Anything For You (f/ Duganz) (Divine Mill Remix) .......... Jaheim

All Out Of Love .......... Jagged Edge

It's Killing Me (In My Mind) .......... Blu Cantrell

To Keep This Life .......... Rama Duke

Excess .......... Tricky

Don't Touch (f/ Tricky) .......... Ko-La

My Crew (Part II) (f/ blind Gotti) .......... Supervision

BMBBO .......... Trevor Rabin

[Ali]
Yo, yo, yo, yo

[Chorus:]
Breathe in (breathe in) breathe out (breathe out)
Do the chickenhead go on let it out
Breathe out (breathe out) Breathe in (breathe in)
Put ya back in and let ya knees bend
Breathe in (breathe in) breathe out (breathe out)
Do the monastery go on let it out
Breathe out (breathe out) Breathe in (breathe in)
Put ya back out and let ya knees bend

[Verse: Ali]
Somebody move, nobody get hurt
This is official, man, only dance flo' experts
And party animals and me being a rhyme cannibal
Flamable Hannibal while it's bangin' it's understandable
Now back to somebody movin' nobody get hurt
My intentions on this one is the party wait up fa' sho
Now go to work and do the chicken (buh kah)
Do the chicken, and once you do it's cookin'
Believe me dirty it's kickin' through the door
Throwback Vokal valore
I see me a do it fresh off tour, head to the floor
Take it round, round, chickenhead breakin' it down
Created by my town the monastery is found
Or the Casino like Nino, I'm that nigga can see low
Prob' movin' all black, white, la-latino
There will be no extra space to waste
Pick up the pace, see your heart rate
And if you start to hyperventilate

[Chorus]

[Verse: Ali]
Right now, I hope you wit me
I'm a Wizard like Chris Whitney
When doin' it law breakin' the people won't come get me
First, ladies put ya drink by ya purse
Fellas tuck in ya shirt and put in biblical words
Sayin', ladies get ya dip right and ya hip right
Fellas ya betta find that and get behind that
Third, you can do it, shaken or stirred
Slow up per word and flap like a bird
Fo, do it some mo', five, make sure it's live
Six, ladies and fellas here we go now, SWING!
Seven, laid back like you lookin' for heaven
Let ya body preach like we in church and you the reverend
Eight, if you made it this far, dirty you straight
If not, you better practice and get it fo' it's too late
Nine, is this the time to prepare for the dime?
Ten: start all over again!

[Chorus]

[Verse: Nelly]
Yo, who got that, that fire?
That fire, I can't lie a'
I need that, that fire
Cause' nothin' else will do (ooh ooh)
Pass me that, that fire
That fire, I can't lie a'
I'm gon' off, that fire
Cause' nothin' else will do (ooh ooh)

[Ali]
It's like that party feel, 'Cris and Bakardi appeal
Fo' real nobody killin', so what, like a naughty wheel
Like Pac say, I got mine, gotta get yours
Take it lower than ya did before, control the floor
You can be county or city, ugly or pretty
Don't trust the tig ol' bitties, only do five to fifty
Now breathe in, breathe out
If ya got it goin' then show me what you about

[Chorus]

[Proof] The new terrors in rock (rock)
On every block (block)
Late for School, Late for Work
But ahead of these cops (cops)
My credit is shock, in the detinate box (box)
Like, people take my life and thats pathetic as Pac's (Pac's)
A waste of the talent, Say my boys is just no where
Placed on the planet, remain in poisonous warfare
Derelict Arabic terrorists in the air,
Shit arrogant apparent to punish people by their heritage,
Nato marriage, Hate embarrassed
There is the faith to cherish
In your room face to face with race awareness
A race to s??? army bombin' your God is with you
Calm over war, we gotta start our pistol
Cause if you right and, know you right, then where's your ritious ways
We sacrafice, snatch your life, many nights and days
Follow me into equality we might behave
And only christ can say the trife will reunite again
[Kuniva] America Owns, Without a fucking care in my dome,
Bearin' my bones, so far away staring at home,
Stay at my zone, falling asleep late with my chrome,
Feelin' hype from these rockets burning like straightenin' in the cones,
Stay at the streets, bullshit and plans to beef,
Spray at your peeps for christmas, give a K to my neice,
Real nigga's feel us and fear us,
Gorillaz beat on they chest when,
Dangerous lyricist, I hope that you hear us,
The spirit of Bugz is still in me,
God bless it the trinity,
Cause my bullets they come in three's like trilogy's,
Put the knife away, missles away strike and blaze,
So much smoke you can't tell the difference between night and day,
Right away blow your life away, so light your haze,
Hold tight grenede's so when it blows I'm slightly grazed,
Kuniva might be crazed unleashin' unlikely rage,
The next time you hear a verse from me I might be caged.

[Chorus]

[Bizarre] Everynight I talk to a black hawk, taking herion in bulks
Watch my body hit the chalks
I'm too lazy, mescalines got me crazy
Rape this old lady, while the bitch was having a baby
And I ain't never going home, Bizarre can for go
It's cold I'll be for cyphering, right from wrong
As I sit in my seat and remain calm, and close my eyes and wait for the bomb.
(Here it comes!)

*Airplane Blows Up*

[Swifty] I'm gettin' the fuck on, I'm aggrivated
I know I'll make it, Im in a place full of hatred,
Treatin' my life like a sacrred,
Try to check me, I break your neck,
Disrespect me you get injected,
It's hectic with some bullshit that happen,
You least expected,
We just don't accept it nigga,
I go ahead, lift my trigger,
Get rid of bitches, pay you a visit, then get your shit lit
I'm a nitwit with a big dick, and big balls
I don't miss shit
I hit all, whoever that did this,
We Gonna Getch'all.

[Kon Artis] Yo, yo
Now whether its Sadam or Bin Laden thats been startin all this trouble for us,
Creepin horrors doin show after show, sleepin on the tour bus
We lost Aaliyah, lost our families, it takes no Tenges
You dont need us to say the world is fucked up dawgs can see it
Now it seems the public needs this shit to calm its kids
Cuz they findin out how you lied about your twisted sins
They say we bad for you but shit our music is your friend
They cant deter you from the truth cause we the helping hand.

[Terry Hall] We are one, and one is all,
We are, We are, we are one,
And one is all...

[Chorus]

[Dre]
1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!
Inter-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!)
Like a million elephants with silverback orangutans
You can't stop a train
Who want some? Don't come un-pre-pared
I'll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weather man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hits somersaults without the net
But this'll be the year that we won't forget
One-Nine-Nine-Nine, and brutha anything goes, be whatchu wanna be
Long as you know consequences, to give and for livin' defenses
Too hot, I'm jumpin' jail
Too low to dig, I might just touch hell
HOT! Get a life, now they gon' sell
Then I might catch you a spell, look at what came in the mail
A scale and some Arm and Hammer, so grow grid and some baby mama
Black Cadillac and a pack of pampers
Stack of question with no answers
Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS
Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days
Get back home, things are wrong
We're not really able to spend all alone
before he left, (?), to a ball of power
Thousands of thousands miles per hour
Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe,
believe there's always more, ahhhhh!

[Chorus: 2X]
[Dre] Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
[Choir] Bombs over Baghdad!
[Dre] Yeah! Ha ha yeah!
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
[Choir] Bombs over Baghdad!
[Dre] Yeah! Uhh-huh

[Big Boi]
Uno, dos, tres, it's on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
Like that there boi and will still stay street
Big things happen every time we meet
Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin to geek
Outkast bumpin' up and down the street
Slam back, Cadillac, 'bout five nigga deep
Seventy-five emcee's freestylin' to the beat
Cause we get krunk, stay drunk, at the club
Should have bought an ounce, but you caught the dub
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to-the U to-the G for you
Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it (hit it) quit it (quit it) rag (rag) top (top)
Before you read up, get a laptop
Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals
Make a fair diamond out of dusty coals
Record number four, but we on a roll
Hold up, slow up, stop, control
Like Janet, planets, Stankonia is only
A movin' like floor commin' straight to Florida
Lock all your windows then block the quarters
Pullin' off on bell 'cause a whippins in order
Like a three piece fist, 'fore I cut your daughter
Yo quiero Taco Bell, then I hit the border
Penny pap rappers tryin' to get the five
I'm a microphone fiend tryin' to stay alive
When you come to ATL boi you better not hide
cause the Dungeon Family gon' ride, hah!

[Chorus: 2X]
[Dre] Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
[Choir] Bombs over Baghdad!
[Dre] Yeah! Ha ha yeah!
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
[Choir] Bombs over Baghdad!
[Dre] Yeah! Uhh-huh

[Choir]
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah

[Dre]
B-I-G, B-O-I
An-An-Andre
To the T-O-P

[Dre and Big Boi: 15X]
Bob your head. Rag top.

(1, 2.. 1, 2, 3, 4) (Gimme some)

[Choir: 23X]
Bible music. Electric revival.

texttext

texttext

[Intro]
you ready, don't you know dawg?
J.L., Big Al, come on and roll wit me
Suella (laughing)
This is for all y'all, look
Just cause I call myself Pretty they think I'm
arrogant or somethin'
Dawg I'm just talkin' about Pretty life playboy
That's how we do it up herre
You know what I'm sayin, look

[Verse]
Why can't I call myself Pretty (Pretty)
If you thugged out, cleaned up, seen us, all black
truck and blinged up
Big bucks must be made and not truss
No one can do it betta' than us, so playa what
I'm a small cat, but I'm ready for action
When it comes to freakin' women
I get down like Jesse Jackson, I'm maxin'
Man, I'm as cool as a fan, in Dark Times
All cats, leavin' ya straight for Frontline
But the haters keep on talkin' to me daily (daily)
The hell with conversation playa, pay me (pay me)
Got safe, got me out the cracks (the slums)
I'm a playa rockin' shows leavin' record ???, it's fun
Hard work and dedication will pay, just a dose of
Pretty Willie will keep the doctor away
What more can I say, the truth and nothin' but the truth
But for them haters that didn't want it
yo this one's for you (I'm like)

[Chorus: 2x]
Na Na Na Na Naaa (Na Na Na Na Naaa)
Naaa Na Na Na Naaa (Naaa Na Na Na Naaa)
I'm just Suella, makin' my life betta'
Got creme, feddy, and chedda', ready to do whatever

[Verse]
It seem like y'all (y'all) cats (cats)
Claimin' to be real, y'all need to stop (stop) that
(that)
Cause when it come to rhymin' it's like a storm, did that
Avoidin' them cats, them oily gats
So looks like were sergeant, they can geuss
My ride is stoppin' all y'all like stop signs
More cock than a glock 9, shoot nineteen times
When it come to rhyme, it seem like y'all addicted to mine
Makazumas line up in a single-file line
Ready to hit it hot (hold up)
That dawg spit like that bunny the dummy
I can't quit droppin' hits, the day, for me to getcha
The first realla, to fake y'all like George Gipper, the big gimper
On a scale of 1 to 10, I can't be like you
Wack lil' crews I choose the souf like their a flu
What you would, chill and freeze, boy please
Fatality for tease don't make my mission complete

[Chorus]

[Verse]
There's no way
You sorry bustas gon' take me
There's no way
You sorry bustas gon' take me
There's no way
You sorry bustas gon' take me
There's no way, no way, no way

[Chorus]

[*Pretty Willie talking*]
(laughing) yea
Republic, Universal, D2
Frontline come on!

[Chorus to end]

texttext

I'm lying alone with my head on the phone
Thinking of you till it hurts
I know you hurt too but what else can we do
Tormented and torn apart

I wish I could carry your smile in my heart
For times when my life seems so low
It would make me believe what tomorrow can bring
When today doesn't really know, doesn't really know

I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you
I know you were right, believing for so long
I'm all out of love, what am I without you
I can't be too late to say that I was wrong

I want you to come back and carry me home
Away from these long, lonely nights
I'm reaching for you, are you feeling it too?
Does the feeling seem oh, so right?

And what would you say if I called on you now?
And said that I can't hold on?
There's no easy way, it gets harder each day
Please love me or I'll be gone, I'll be gone

I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you
I know you were right, believing for so long
I'm all out of love, what am I without you
I can't be too late to say that I was so wrong

Ooh, what are you thinking of
What are you thinking of
What are you thinking of
What are you thinking of

I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you
I know you were right, believing for so long
I'm all out of love, what am I without you
I can't be too late to say that I was so wrong

I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you
I know you were right, believing for so long
I'm all out of love, what am I without you
I can't be too late to say that I was so wrong

I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you
I know you were right, believing for so long
I'm all out of love, what am I without you
I can't be too late to say that I was so wrong, so wrong

[Thanks to dunallican@hotmail.com for lyrics]

texttext

Even if I forget why
You'll always give me another reason
Without even trying you make me smile
Your love can always bring me back
This is no empty promise
I can depend upon it
You'll always love me like that

chorus:
There's nothing I wouldn't give
Or I wouldn't lose
To keep this life with you
There's nothing I wouldn't say
Or I wouldn't choose
To keep this life with you

I am alive whenever I have you here by my side
And baby in times you'll know how deep it goes
My love for you will never die
This is no empty promise
You can depend upon it
I'll always love you like that

~chorus~

And deeper than the color of your eyes
I'm still suprised by the way you love me
And sweeter than the time that I can spend with you
This life goes on and on

Even if I forget why you'll always give me another reason

~chorus~

Tricky :
I believe in
I deceive in
Bottom weaving
I can breathe in
Make a wish in
Flower fishing
Moving vibration
Mild relation
I'm jamaican on your radio station
Got a curse in
Could be worse in
You first
In a hearse in
Good as dead in
Nothing left in
Nothing left in
Some be heading
I need a head rest in
And a feed from a warm breast
A man making hits
For the childhood of hicks
Underground like
Who's it sound like
You all sound the same
But you don't know my name

Stephanie McKay:
I believe in people lying
I believe in people dying
I believe in people trying
I believe in people crying
Alanis Morissette:
Ah
Stephanie McKay:
I believe in people balking
I believe in people talking
Alanis Morissette:
Ah
Stephanie McKay:
I believe in people breathing
I believe in people being

Tricky:
We all sound the same
You don't know my name
Rearrange and
Things don't change
Things remain
Feel the strain
Stress
Catch my breath
(There'll be a new tale of)
Get some rest
(He and I)
From the mess
(In fact any time)
I couldn't care less
(Every day)
Sugar cane
(Write fictional stories)
Is like smack to my vein
Shook fame
(If you want to)
But I don't complain
(On the street)

Stephanie McKay:
I believe in different reasons
I believe in breath through seasons
I believe when snow flakes fall
I believe in buildings tall
Alanis Morissette:
Ah
Stephanie McKay:
I believe in people bombing
I believe in people warring
I believe diseases coming
I believe that's why I'm running
Alanis Morissette:
Ah
Stephanie McKay:
Keep living
Alanis Morissette:
Ah
Stephanie McKay:
Keep living

Tricky:
(Alanis Morissette in the background)
You gotta ask
(There'll be a new tale of)
Before he attacks
(He and I)
You got the flats
(In fact any time)
Dub my sacks
(Every day)
You've got the city
(Writing fictional stories)
Move out of the country
I'm scrunching
(If you want to)
Friends that are punchy
(On the street)

Stephanie McKay:
I believe in people falling
I believe in people warring
I believe diseases coming
I believe that's why I'm running
Alanis Morissette:
Ah
Stephanie McKay:
I believe in people balking
I believe in people talking
Alanis Morissette:
Ah

Stephanie McKay:
I believe in people breathing
I believe in people being
Alanis Morissette:
Ah

Stephanie McKay:
Keep living

texttext

texttext

Instrumental