Lyrics to Story :
Do you mean all the things you are?
Are you pleased with the way things are?
Wear that dress to protect this scar,
That only I have seen.
Do you give just to please yourelf?
Do you wish you were somewhere else?
Justified all the things you tried,
said that it was all for me.
And be near,
Just for the moment,
Stay here,
Never go home.
Did you know that everything she ever does is for you?
So it goes, the story of a broken heart comes true,
It comes true.
Have you learned all the secrets yet?
Will you burn by the things I've said?
Took the dive just to feel alive,
but never heard the truth.
Now I'm in love but I don't know how
I'm in pain cause I want it now
As I sit watching her eyes close,
I slowly open mine.
And be near,
Just for the moment,
Stay here,
Never go home.
Did you know that everything she ever does is for you?
So it goes, the story of a broken heart comes true, comes true.
I am so confused by this.
I know that life is hit or miss.
Days are stung by too much sun,
I think that you may be the one.
Cover yourself up in me,
Shrouded in what could have been.
I will listen to your pain,
if you listen to me.
Did you know that everything she ever does is for you?
So it goes, as the story of a broken heart comes true,
Did you know that everything she ever does is for you?
And I know, the story of a broken heart comes True,
Come true,
True,
It comes true,
True.
Lyrics to Miss You, Love You :
This has not been easy
This has been hard
I am scarred
And I do not know what to do with you.
Go inside, kiss your mouth with my lips
Grab your hips, cant remember why i fell in love with this.
But i miss you, i love you
Its a shame you cant stay away from me this time cause oh no
You beg me you ask me to kiss you and hug you
You wont be getting my affection again cause oh no
I dont need you tonight
Who do you think you are?
No one cares about a name without a face,
So dont go shooting up the place
Make no mistake the loves not real
Cause the love that i got is deeper so much deeper than you could ever feel
But i miss you, i love you
Its a shame you cant stay away from me this time cause oh no
You beg me you ask me to kiss you and hug you
You wont be getting my affection again cause oh no
I dont need you tonight
It was really nice to know you
But, theres nothing left to show you
I got bills to pay get out the way its time to move on
And even with your boyfriend, will never be the same again
Discuss me over cigarettes and say to him...
I miss you, i love you
Its a shame you cant stay away from me this time cause oh no
You beg me you ask me
To kiss you and hug you
You wont be getting my affection again
Cause oh no, i dont need you
And i miss you, i love you
Its a shame you cant stay away from me this time cause oh no
You beg me, you ask me to
To kiss you and hug you
You wont be getting my affection again
Cause oh no, I dont need you tonight
Lyrics to If I Never See Your Face Again :
Now as the summer fades
I let you slip away
You say I’m not your type
But I can make you sway
It makes you burn to learn
You’re not the only one
I left you, be a field
Put down your blazing gun
Now you’ve gone somewhere else
Far away
I don’t know if I will find you
But you feel my breath
On your neck
Can’t believe I’m right behind you
‘Cause you keep me coming back for more
And I feel a little better than I did before
And if I never see your face again
I don’t mind
‘Cause we've gone much further than I thought we ever might
Sometimes you move so well
It’s hard not to give in
I’m lost, I can’t tell
Where you end and I begin
It makes me burn to learn
You’re with another man
I wonder if he’s half
The lover that I am
Now you’ve gone somewhere else
Far away
I don’t know if I will find you
But you feel my breath
On your neck
Can’t believe I’m right behind you
‘Cause you keep me coming back for more
And I feel a little better than I did before
And if I never see your face again
I don’t mind
‘Cause we've gone much further than I thought we ever might
Baby, baby
Please believe me
Find it in your heart to reach me
Promise not to leave me behind
Take me back, but take it easy
Make me think but don’t deceive me
Talk to me by taking your time
'Cause you keep me coming back for more
And I feel a little better than I did before
And if I never see your face again
I don’t mind
Lyrics to Who Am I? :
(feat. Tye Tribbett)
Yeaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!
Tye Tribbet!
Unh!
Truth!
Just Clap your hands!
A Hole in one
1-2-3!
If the bible was re-written and the writers put me in it
I wonder how my life would read?
Would the people that have heard of me read just to learn of me be turned away by what they see?
Or would they slump in their sofas blown away and sober by my life... didn't come to believe
Or would they do a once over read the pages of my life, and once it's over, close the book and say that's not how I want to be!
Be!
And that's a sad commentary when I'm buried under the public to see
But I pray they remember me for
walking in integrity being what God called me to be.
And if I leave an impression man I hope that I impress them with a life that was clean and free
And I pray that it's not embarrasing when they read my narrative once I finally do leave.
Let's Go!
Hoorah!
Am I more like Cain full of hatred to my brother to slain?
Hoorah!
Or am I more like Jezebel sexual in all my ways?
(Think about it)
Hoorah!
Or am I more like Mary pure and holy 'till I lay in the grave?
Hoorah!
Or am I more like Abel, able to please God with my ways?
(Think about it)
If the book was re-written and the writers put me in it what would they say about my private life?
Would they say that my commitment to the ministry was strong but that I never spend time with my wife?
What would they say about my character?
Would they say that I was arrogant, an American full of myself?
How would they write about my parenting?
Would they say while traveling, I put my children up on the shelf?
Would it be positive or negative if everything I ever did was charted down and read by all?
Not only the stuff you could see on the surface but the stuff that was done in the dark?
Well if the boys could talk when the doors was locked would they say that I was off the chain or would it be the complete opposite would they say that my public and private life were all the same?
Hoorah!
Am I more like Cain full of hatred to my brother to slain?
Hoorah!
Or am I more like Jezebel sexual in all my ways?
(Think about it)
Hoorah!
Or am I more like Mary pure and holy 'till I lay in the grave?
Hoorah!
Or am I more like Abel, able to please God with my ways?
(Think about it)
If the book was re-written and the writers put me in who would they say that I resemble the most?
Would it be Joseph or Sampson both of 'em handsome only one of 'em was a symbol of hope.
Or would I be listed among the greats mentioned among the saints in the hall of fame?
Would I'd have to be stripped of this running the base a product of my own mistakes?
Now I know it's not possible but if the book was re-written man I wonder how my life would read.
From 2 years old till my funeral would I fail or would I succeed? Cuz when they write my biography what would they recall about the life and times about the man it means a lot to me!
Cuz in the story I leave 'em I am either God's leader or a picture of what not to be.
Hoorah!
Am I more like Cain full of hatred to my brother to slain?
Hoorah!
Or am I more like Jezebel sexual in all my ways?
(Think about it)
Hoorah!
Or am I more like Mary pure and holy 'till I lay in the grave?
Hoorah!
Or am I more like Abel, able to please God with my ways?
Lyrics to Stomp :
(feat. Rasaq)
[Intro: Rasaq]
Yea, it's color changin click
We in here foreva baby
Chamillionaire, It's Rasaq boi
[Hook: Rasaq]
It's color change when we comin and we make it bump
It's color change when we comin cause we raise the trunk
It's color change when we comin cause we make it krunk
It's color change when we comin cause we breakin chumps
5th wheel open up my nigga make it jump
Put ya hands on ya knees baby shake ya rump
Put that money in ya pocket nigga make a lump
Break a bottle on his head til it make it bump
[Rasaq:]
Your boys in ya squad, I don't bar none of them
I don't care if u rollin with a hundred men
No respect to none of them
I'll bring it to any one of them
And if ya'll hull me niggas know I'll come again
You ain't rollin like a real nigga supposed to
I see the fraud in ya soul in finna expose u (hoe ass nigga)
King of the streets, I'm a dethrown u
All the thugs chose me, the lil gurls chose u
You done did it, u bumpin but u was timid
You nothin u is a gimmick
I see u I'm comin with it
On 20's and somethin kidded
Lil bumper and windows tinted
You pushin me to the limit
I'm leavin with somethin dented
I'm jumpin in somethin rented
You suck and u fuckin finished
U bustas ain't fuckin with us
I'm crushin your every sentence
All u do is scream your name thru your ad-libs (who? Dyke Jones)
Nigga we the hardest, your ass is average
Shit we go harder than some calluses
Don't make me laugh, how yo ass gonna come back from this (You can't)
I'll wreck yo ass like an accident
Ice out the chain and show niggas that we stackin it
Nobody jackin it, come thru I'll be packin it
I get a thrill just to see a nigga slap from it
No love for u niggas I'm unpassionate
When I come to the swishahouse nigga I'm smashin it
Step in the door, ain't nobody smokin grass in it
All the real niggas left, I wonder what happened kid
Show respect to the boys before u
Without them nigga, it would be no u
Fasho dude u a hoe dude
[Chamillionaire:]
Chamillitary Mayne
[Rasaq:]
It's Rasaq Boi
[Chamillionaire:]
Gimmick ass rappers don't deserve to breathe I know that Texas down to ride for me
Gimmick ass rappers don't deserve to breathe cause Mississippi down to ride for me
Gimmick ass rappers don't deserve to breathe I know that Georgia down to ride for me
Gimmick ass rappers don't deserve to breathe I know Ohio down to ride for me
Chubby ass, pudgy ass, cover ya face with a skully mask
Hatin on ya click, dummy ass, shrek look alike, ugly ass
"Koopa what should I do cause Watts really ain't payin me no money" ass
Signed a weak ass contract but u pretend everything sunny ass nigga
Foolishness will stop, tell the public what u got
They seen ya DVD so obviously it's not alot
Hipnotic? 20 dollars in the studio that u lied about
Show money gotta split ya money with T.Farris and Michael Watts
You can't afford to charge less cause then u realize
You wouldn't have nothin left so u can stop the feedin lies
Dyke don't want it with us and his yes men don't want it eithaguys
He was dissin Magno like he ain't wanna see his people rise
Said he was lazy, he's a loser, wasn't gettin cash at all
He was doin shows and he said that Mag was playin basketball
Said they was ready to go but Magno wouldn't answer cause
Found out that was a lie, u don't believe me go and ask him ya'll
Where he at? Pissin in his white diaper bag
When I write light ya ass up if ya like Mike ya mad
Tryna make a comeback betta wave a white typa flag
Any nigga that listen to him are like Mike a fag
He was whinin after the show 6 months ago in Dallas
Tuck ya panties in your a long way from Wonderland, Alice
U don't want no Cham challenge
U don't wanna see Cham mad as he can get
Cause he's legit and he will cush ya damn talent
I sold 40, 000 mixtape messiah's in one month
At 11 dollars a cd, how much dat is?
It's one hunch, it's too much
Got a suburban and an excursion, it's too much
Ninja bike with the rims twirlin, it's too much
My impala got em hurtin, it's too much
Pussy niggas gettin crushed for real, virgin
Lyrics to Hip Hop Police Remix :
[Intro:]
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go
Keep runnin' homie
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go
They on the trail
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go
Keep runnin' homie
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go
They on the trail
[Chorus:]
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murda, murda, murda
Ah it's murda, murda, murda
Yeah it's murda, murda, murda
Somebody tell em it's murda
Murder was the case and they blamed me
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire:]
Officer I didn't do it, you can't blame me for this
Could you please loosen up the handcuffs on my wrists?
You can call me what you wanna but mayne I ain't a snitch
No cooperation is exactly what you would get
Til I talk til my lawyer, you get no reply
You've obviously been watching too much CSI
I'm not a crash dummy so don't even try
To talk your dirty trash to me, no BFI
If you are not guilty of anything, then why did you run?
Cause you the police and plus I saw you cocking your gun
And the chamber wasn't empty, it was obviously one
If you think I'm believing that one, your obviously dumb
Huh? I know that you heard the sirens, you dived in
To the vehicle you was driving and ridin
And you shouldn't be whining about abidin
By the law, nah it's obvious your lying
[Chorus:]
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murda, murda, murda
Ah it's murda, murda, murda
Yeah it's murda, murda murda
Somebody tell em it's murda
Murder was the case and they blamed me
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire:]
Stop lying to me boy, it'd be best you confess
I can smell the BS on the scent of your breath
Saw the meth while I was inspecting your deck
Saw that you was ridin dirty when I looked at the rest
Who is this guy Busta? Who is this guy Snoop?
Who is his other friend who's wearing the sky blue?
Look at this pic here, he standing beside you
Tell me his name now, I heard he was piru
Confiscated the CD's at one of your homes
For evidence ever since we heard some of your songs
What about this Pimp guy, he was on one of your songs
I coulda sworn he said he had a pocket full of stones
Am I wrong? Hell yeah, I don't know who that is
I don't know no Pimp C, all I know is I'm rich
And I'ma ball like James, bet I be out here quick
Man You ain't getting out of here, you must think that your slick
In the car we confiscated The Chronic and The Clipse
Diary that you had and all your Blueprints
On the Death Row booklet, we found your two prints
Your thumb and your index, the judge will love this)
[Chorus:]
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murda (It's a bloody murder)
Ah it's murda (It's a bloody murder)
Yeah it's murda (It's a bloody murder)
Somebody tell 'em it's murda
Murder was the case and they blamed me
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire/Slick Rick:]
And you can see your screwed as the evidence pours in
The witness to the crime was at 3 in the morning
Gave us a description so we picked up your boy and
You'll get a lighter sentence if you put the crime on him
A big celebrity, a case we long for
You a pirate, Why you got that eyepatch on for?
Funny Puttin people in a hurse what I heard for
Where were you the night of April 21st son?
Home, I think that you got your facts wrong, gats on you
Chamillionaire, Rob shot Couple cats on Melview
What? We gonna have to jail you too
In the line-up, don't speak until we tell you to
This the person who jimmied your lock, sir?
Well he's dark, Kinda looked like him, I'm not sure
Fail into nail cause a cell it's another?
Leave, I see an unmarked tail in the glover?
Hit the Bodega, not no more game
This chick used to be all nice, acting all strange
Like she was gonna get it, pathetic
I sell in court now they all apologetic
[Chorus:]
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murda, murda, murda
Ah it's murda, murda, murda
Yeah it's murda, murda murda
Somebody tell em it's murda
Murder was the case and they blamed me
