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Julia Fordham – East West

It’s been a whole year since your call
The one that started
I don’t love you anymore
I thought I’d surely not survive
But here I am, I’m still alive, 365 days later
Going strong, holding on
trying to find a place where I belong
I’ve been east, I’ve been west
but I’m still not over you yet
I’m still not over you yet, no no
The weeks and months blend into one
A bleary haze, fall, winter
now spring has begun
Bringing fresh hope to my door
I’ll be the girl I was before you took back
the precious gift you gave to me
Going strong, holding on
trying to find a place where I belong
I’ve been east, I’ve been west
but I’m still not over you yet
I’m still not over you yet, no no
And after all is said and done
and written up (written in the stars above)
The radio’s singing songs of love
but not for us
Not for us
Going strong, holding on
trying to find a place where I belong
I’ve been east, I’ve been west
but I’m still not over you yet
I’m still not over you yet, no no
East west, east west, 365
here I am, I’m still alive
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Perry Como – Easter Parade

In your Easter bonnet
with all the frills upon it,
you’ll be the grandest lady
in the Easter Parade!

I’ll be all in clover,
and when they look you over
I’ll be the proudest fella
in the Easter Parade!

On the Avenue, Fifth Avenue,
the photographers will snap us
and you’ll find that you’re
in the rotogravure.

Oh, I could write a sonnet
about your Easter bonnet
and of the girl I’m taking
to the Easter Parade!

< instrumental break >

Oh, I could write a sonnet
about your Easter bonnet
and of the girl I’m taking
to the Easter Parade!

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Saves The Day – East Coast

I remember the time
When everything was all different
We didn’t really know each other then
I didn’t know how much you made me so
I guess it was all pretend when
You decided you’re those all are different things.
I don’t think that it was all that bad.
Especially that time in Princeton was nice.
Then we pretend to be so close
Now we wait
Try not to be not so different
Than we have in the past
You made me so but I don’t know
To everything I’ll hope again.
I never wanna be not so here (x5)
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Good Charlotte – East Coast Anthem

Walkin on the streets of DC, on the East Coast where I live
You say what’s the problem, what’s with this angry kid?
You don’t like the way I walk, or the way I talk, or the way I swing my hands
You don’t like the words I speak or the thoughts I think
And I know you’ll never understand
You know-on the East Coast we ride until we die
You know, oh oh oh
Well there’s a place inside my mind, yeah a place you’ll never find
There’s a place inside my mind we’ll leave today
You know
Wouldn’t it be perfect, if I could sit with you?
And we would change a thing or two, we’d change a thing or two
We would change the way you think, we would change the way I think
We can’t change the way they think so we’re not changin anything
Chorus
On the East Coast we ride, until the day we die
Chorus
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Dr. Dre F/ Group Therapy (B-Real, KRS-One, Nas, RBX) – East Coast/West Coast Killas

East coast *killer*, West coast *killer* (repeat 8X)

Verse One: RBX

While childish MC’s battle over coastal fronts
I come with no fronts and smash in monkey fronts
If you want to be evil like Knieval then jump
I guarantee your punk ass catch the speed lump
The tactics, extract, morbid thoughts from the mental
custom designed, for instrumental
Yes indeedy, lyrical graffiti
And this one’s a burner, baby
Truck, like Toyata driven
True and livin drivin with the gat
Uhh, pop the clutch, let the Cold Crush rush
Then I flush wack material
That’s if I don’t mash them all to mush
Hush, let me burst, dare I gush
Cock-diezel cuts
Lyrical arsenal equivalent to arsenic

East coast *killer*, West coast *killer* (repeat 4X)

Verse Two: KRS-One

Yo, why do they make me wanna ruin they career?
Before I bust your shit let’s get one thing clear
Don’t provoke Kris no joke this
I don’t ride no rapper’s nutsac yo I stay focused
Beefin without skills seekin will only weaken
The artist speakin over beats and, you be cheatin
Cacaphony of small talent rappers, claimin a coast
over instrumentals, ain’t got no real street credentials
Here come the philosopher hip-hopppin ya correctly
Ignorant ass MC’s continue to tempt me
Lyrics be empty like Alcatraz cellblock
Too many MC’s rappin causin lyrical gridlock
Lyrical syllables interlock in my voicebox
Yet I’m still unknown like the X on Sadat
Just your typical, non-topical
Flex the optical illusion weak metaphoric style you be usin
I check one-two’s and who’s in the house
Like shit your lyrics ooze out ya mouth
Whattyou think this is? KRS-One from the Bronx kid!

East coast *killer*, West coast *killer* (repeat 8X)

Welcome to the New World Order
You are now under martial law
All constituional rights have been suspended

Verse Three: B-Real

The most scandalous, cut the bad apple, we can handle this
Coast trippin goin on through out the business
East Coast West Coast anybody killer!
I don’t give a fuck where you from I’ma Killa Hill-er
I got crews on both sides together
Deeper than the ocean and down for whatever
Fool I can roll through any block
from Central to Westland Avenue, without my glock
But some niggaz can’t survive on both sides
So they try and break off, eliminate ties
Fools got to get wise, better realize
True, enemy lies killin in the highrise
office, analyzing the song
Look at them red niggaz, don’t even get along
Kill that noise, four niggaz bringin the skill
Mad caps get peeled if you oppose the Hill

Yeah that’s right fool, you know who, the mighty Group Therapy
The mighty mighty Aftermath brigade, letting all you sound boys know
You’re not ready to rumble or test this
Kill that noise!

East coast *killer*, West coast *killer (repeat 8X)

Verse Four: Nas

Now when I bomb like Sadaam, the world feels The Wrath of Khan
Desert Storm in this modern day Babylon
I be the twelve disciples strap arms
All black on running your spot hit the safe and I’m gone
Like a thief wrong, I keep the long 38 warm
Silent and calm, and blackout when the beef is on
Focus on your rap holsters, notice
I’m evil like the Exorcist to the locusts
Ferocious thoughts, are mergin at night
Like Jehovah towards the virgin in white
I’m wrapped in a turban for spite
Like a Israelite snatchin hoes up, my flow’s up
When the fuckin world blows up throw your hands up
It’s a holdup, frontin like you down for the real
to make a meal, but when plan fold, nigga you squeal
like Heavy Heel, but what’s the fuckin deal?

East coast *killer* West coast *killer* (repeat 16X)
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Wet Wet Wet – East Of The River

Let love shine

Gotta Gotta know

I see the sun in your eyes
Let me take your hand
And we?ll go to wonderland
I bet you?ve asked silly questions
Like do I still love you
Better believe it, honey

Cos you?re the girl from the East of the River
Cos you?re the girl from the East of the River
Cos you?re the girl from the East of the River

They all went mad
on the WAY OUT WEST hells bells baby
But you can bet your bottom dollar
That my archfull flame
May win you over, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back c?mon now baby
I?m the lie that tells the truth

Cos you?re the girl from the East of the River
Cos you?re the girl from the East of the River

Where the grass is always greener
And the pavements
Are all paved with gold
Please please don?t be told
C?mon I said East of the River

I don?t wanna work for nobody but you

You?re the girl from the East of the River
You?re the girl from the East of the River
You?re the girl from the East of the River
You?re the girl from the East of the River

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A-Ha – East Of The Sun

Half of a letter
Tells half a story
The way I see it
It’s half the worry
Where I came from
I forgot too soon…
East of the sun
And west of the moon


Money talks
And hey, I’m listening
I’ve lived without it
Enough to miss it
Where I’m going
I’ll get there soon
East of the sun
And west of the moon


Another day leaves me aching
I try to wake up
But something’s breaking
Here inside me
Deep and hollow
A sound that no other sound could follow
I know the pain
Before the wound
East of the sun
And west of the moon
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East Ryders(Justin Reed & Leron) – East Ryders

Chorus
East Ryders, thats us right here.
East Ryders, we have no cares.
East Ryders, we partyin tonight.
East Ryders, dont worry its alright.


Ruff Wunn
So let me tell you were I come from.
From AC, also know as Atlantic CIty.
Born in the East,Got girls surroundin me,
It’s always constantly.Cant you see.
But guess what that’s alright with me.
Cause Im a true white boy playa,
Who is trust worthy,
You can always count on me, except when im left
alone with your queen.(haha)
I come from the land of women where girls are
always swimmin. Layin on the beach haven a
good time I think you should realize
its how where we write our rhymes.
Im the true #1 stunna thats all ya need to know,
sorry cash Money Millionaires but, I have
a better flow.(Just thought Ya should know)
I represent where I come from aint no shame
in that.I wouldnt care if my home to came
In last, I’m still alright with that.
Cause we take ya to the Finals the world Series,
The super bowl the championchip and batteries
arent included.( Were sorry)
But I just thought that you all
should get to know where we come from
And how were runnin this show.
And just though you should know who we
are before we go,(cause were the)

Chorus
East Ryders, thats us right here.
East Ryders, we have no cares.
East Ryders, we partyin tonight.
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Project Pat – Easily Executed

(Hook)
Easily Executed X4

(Verse 1)
Cracking niggas jaws, running hoes into walls
Punks begging for they lives, mothafucka I don’t pause
When I blast on yo ass I’m gone empty this clip
Nigga live by yo rep, but I ain’t taking shit
When I slip in my disguise, letting you know what I’m about
And I’m blasting at the dark, that’s gon blow yo brains out
Of yo head, leave you dead, in a pool of yo blood
Niggas died, niggas scared, cause, I don’t show no love
Ain’t no fear, when I hear, that the police got a witness
Now they looking for a suspect in North Memphis
Whose this realistic killa wit no conscience
Full of that alcohol, never smoking blunt junts
Get the pump, known as the seven shot scatter gun
Splatter some suckas head open, then I break and run
To the car, parked round the other corner of the street
Hit the gas fast, dog a nigga gotta beat the heat

(Hook)
Fuckin wit the nigga like Pat, you can die hoe
When I come out wit the gat, I’m a ?try? hoe X2

Easily Executed X8

(Verse 2)
Bow down and recognize, nigga it’s a homicide
Fuckin wit the nigga like the pastor, that’s a suicide
Mission that yo ass on, besta pack a chrome tome
Suckas play that role, like they killas bring it on jones
Roaming in ya neighborhood, and I got my sawed-off
Caught cha getting yo shit, I got my junt and blew yo ass off
Fool, I’m fo real black, caps I’m gon peal back
Not that psychopathic crazy nigga, but I’ll snap
You in half wit my bare hands, trick this ain’t no candy land
Hoe this ain’t no game, they gon find you in a trash can
Down-town fulla flys, blood drippin from yo eyes
?dig? a hoes body for days, and they can’t decide
who did it, who done it, police on that okey-doke
say it’s drug related cause I did like them white folks do
late at night, wit no witnesses around bro
letting yo ass know, if you step, you can die hoe

(Hook)
Fuckin wit the nigga like Pat, you can die hoe
When I come out wit the gat, I’m a ?try? hoe X2

Fuckin wit the nigga like Pat, you can die hoe
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Bone Thugs N Harmony – East 1999

Layzie:
East Nineteen ninety-nine, my niggas . . .
Think about back in the days when the year was eighty-nine. Little nigga on the grind, gotta get mine, doin’ my crime with (two
in here), steady stackin’ my ends, put my serve down on the Clair, Nine-nine. Hittin’ up the Graveyard Shift with Will, Lil Will,
Big Wally, and Wish Bone. Little Wally highrollers, and he wonder why niggas so strong. Krayzie Bone, stack right, take
much love, kept a nigga on his toes in the game. It’s an everyday thang, when you let your nuts hang, gotta make a grand at
least daily, man. Them Cleveland hustlas, never no bustas. Thug to the Heartbeat of niggas from the Land, fool, and the old
school. Just serve out your sentence and be cool. Fuckin’ with trues, Rest In Peace, lil’ nigga Ripsta, stressed that Bone love.
Smokin’ on bud, ’cause a nigga Mo Thug callin’ all my niggas when it’s time to nut ’em. In the nine nine, niggas gonna drop to
the #1 with the gun, so run run. Cleveland is the city where a nigga come from, slangin’ them dum-dums.

Krayzie:
Niggas it’s goin’ down, up in the C-Town, get ’em up with the thugs [thugs], and that nigga with the bud [bud]. Get the fifth of
Rose, but the liquor store closed, and I’m all out the forty. Blaze up, nigga. Burn up the buddah, smoke it all up. Nigga, don’t
stiff on the reefer. Bone runnin’ up outta the cut with this fresh sack of hydro, and this shit is creeper. Peep the street, bust
again on Double Glock-glock with a me rocks. Cops sweatin’ me by. Copper better drop when the gunshot pop blood,
dumpin’ the body, and the bullshit stop. Whenever the trouble knocks with the po-po, niggas roll solo, split up, and swerve,
Krayzie take caution. Take all my llello and tossed it. See none when they roll to the curb. Runnin’, duckin’, jumpin’ up in the
Land. My niggas, it’s Krayzie. We slang and we buck and we bang on the Glock, and my nigga, that’s daily. Who the nigga
with the twelve gauge? [Pump.] Mr. Sawed-off Leather Face, so ya better pray. Eternally thugsta. East Nineteen
Ninety-nine, we roll for the devil.

Bizzy:
Gotta give P’s to them SCTs and (I roll thick), thug on the Glock. Pump, blast for the cash, then I’ll mash the gas, gotta dash
away from them cops. Got Lil’ Mo! Hart steadily flippin’ off Rose. Rippin’ up flesh with six blows. Rest, that thugsta, yes, I
pump slugs, and I be druggin’ ’em off in dumpsters. Fuck them po-po. Bloody they bodies they burn, burn. And I guess that
hood’ll never learn. Gotta dip (both in ones and) sherm. When I ‘m on a mission for my city, bigger niggas be bailin’ out with
me. Roll up the window, me wind blow, fuck with my indo (and that in a me). Even though the barrels of me twelve gauge are
empty, me scandalous niggas up outta the woods, buckin’, no fuckin’ with the family. Now feel a nigga, understand me. Much
love, much (buck) for them St. Clair thugs. East Ninety-nine is where you find us, slangin’ me muthafuckin’ drugs.

Flesh:
Done, done, leavin’ the niggas stunned, cockin’ pop with a me gun. The lead’ll be letting they head off, and I gots to have (?).
Leavin’ ’em hung, breakin’ fakin’ your studio-gangsta bitch, trick. Niggas that get picked. I’m hittin’ the shit, and I split in the
midst of the darkness. Consider me heartless. Oh, yes, Flesh, me runnin’ a ho check. Better check your Rolex, your time now
for givin’ up respect to them SCTs from C-L-E. We’re scandalous nigga that dwell, hail off on the far side, and bail, leavin’ the
trail of the bloody victims. The fifth dog maulin’ ’em all, and never them catch me slippin’. And sippin’ a fifth of the wine, and
niggas be dyin’, and steadily trippin’. We flippin’ the scripts on over, see the Bone’ll be never saw, but niggas told ya, triggers
showed ya. East nine-nine, five soldiers.

Wish:
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