P Song Lyrics

Padre Fear – Poe

(I’m sorry. The number you have reached has been disconnected.)

Are you afraid of love,
Are you afraid of me,
Are you afraid of love,
Is that why you retreat,
Are you afraid of me?
Angel calling the angels here,
Angels calling the angels here,
Angels calling the angels here,
Are you an angel too? {…party has been disconnected.)
Are you,
‘Cause I would love but nobody’s home.

Are you (are you) afraid (afraid) of love (of love),
Are you (are you) afraid (afraid) of memory (of memory),
Are you afraid of what you cannot see,
Are you (are you) afraid (afraid) of love (of love),
Are you (are you) afraid (afraid) of me (of me),
Are you afraid of being free?

Angels calling the angels here,
(I’m sorry. This number has been disconnected.)
Angels calling the angels here,
Angels calling the angels here,
Are you an angel too?
Are you, (I’m sorry this number has been disconnected.)
‘Cause I would love but nobody’s home.

And some midnight when I’m howling at the moon,
It’s midnight and I’m howling for you.
Are you afraid of love,
Are you afraid of love,
Angels calling the angels here,
Angels calling the angels here,
Angels calling the angels here,
‘Cause I want love but nobody’s home.

It’s midnight…It’s midnight…

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Pager – Immature

Yeah this for all those ladies out there
thats waitin’ for that hustler that pimp
that playa to hit you on the side

Chorus
I’ll make sure I’ll hit you on the side a little later
(I’ll make sure I hit you)
So you know its just me jockin’ you on your pager
(I’ll make sure I hit you)

When your out about with your girlfriends
You know im callin’ baby
So dont pretend baby
I try to reach your heart
Through your private line..oh baby
I cant help the fact
That your always on my mind baby

Chorus

Baby answer me when you feel me call
If I cant have you girl
I dont want anyone at all, baby
True feelings that I try to hide baby
Keep showin’ girl
When I hit you on the side of your pager

Romeo Romeo feel me flow
When you feel the rat-tat in your pocket
Don’t stop it
Just lock it
Yeah uh yeah yeah

Chorus

So uh..here I go one more
I come again with this pager flow
Rock on rock on yeah, yeah

Chorus

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Pages – America

In this bookcase full of stories
You find some of them are true
Tales of love and glory
Many lives of daring-do
There is mystery and adventure
They lie waiting there for you
So step inside and find the other you

Take the high road tomorrow
But the low road today
Reading other’s sorrow
Might just be the only way
The father hears confession
While the mother’s feeling blue
These characters do what you want them to

In these pages we consume
Lives in many colors lovers in full bloom
And through the ages words are born
Speaking to the senses lifting the forlorn

There’s glamour and dementia
A message from the tomb
Staircase to the heavens
And secrets in the room
When you are riding on that dark horse
To the one that got away
There’s no regrets and no dues left to pay

‘Cause in these pages we consume
Lives in many colors lovers in full bloom
And through the ages words are born
Speaking to the senses lifting the forlorn

Drifting down the river of the make believe
We laugh and grieve
Hoping for an ending of our own design
Where all is fine

In these pages we consume
Lives in many colors lovers in full bloom
And through the ages words are born
Speaking to the senses lifting the forlorn

In these pages we consume
Lives in many colors lovers in full bloom
And through the ages words are born… (fade)

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Paid Dues – Eightball & MJG F/ Cee-Lo

Intro (Eightball)

Yeah, Yeah…Space Age forever..Niggas and hoes better recognize
Eightball & MJG…been ten toes down in this game
since we were two young playas in a one horse town
then hopped to a muthafuckin grasshopper
Nigga, my life would have been done got cut off…
If my dues weren’t paid.

Chorus (Cee-Lo)

It’s ah, skinnin lines between wrong and right
Trapped in a trap til the mornin light
Ghetto ain’t left me no choices, I had to fight
My momma and daddy was too young to raise me right.
Maybe I been made a man from all the mistakes I made
Niggas dead, niggas gone, I still ain’t afraid.
Ain’t too grown to get back on with ghetto games I played
My life would have been done got cut off if the dues weren’t paid.

MJG

In the middle of doin crime (Uggh), it never stopped me from writin rhymes
It never stopped me from playin music,
God, but it didn’t mean I had to use it
It was obvious, I had to give up the streets – for the beats
Not knowin, but havin faith on just how long that it would be
Before I made it, before somebody picked up my tape and played it
With a remark like, “Hey, played that instrumental, you cat’s got potential.”
In the process of doing talent shows, parties, and mix tapes
We even put it down on some of our homeboys jail release dates
I can remember in the past closin down at fast foods
Strictly stickin to my dreams, but feelin like I’d be the last dude
Who can make it in this rap, I thought that they ain’t go see me in Memphis
It was like a time they looked over Tennesseee,
and didn’t know Hip-Hop was in us.
To all my vets in the game, I got love, stay on your toes
Cause back in the days, I use to use your 4-5 instrumental to do my shows
And look, I was 17 – when I signed my first contract
And about 18 1/2 when I signed my worst contract, we hurt from that
And til this day, they still distributin – our first tape
before Comin Out Hard, now can you feel it?
Be humble and patient with whatever you should choose
Cause, to get to where I am right now, I don’t paid my dues.

Chorus

Eightball

A C-note for a concert, I know that sounds preposterous
Nigga, we didn’t have a pot to piss
So we got on stage and we rocked the bitch.
Fuck the chee$e, I love to see…My niggas in the front row
Get buck wild, start a fight, the police make a nigga stop the show
Niggas all in the parkin lot, bustin shots, fuckin with hoes
Box chevy with the spokes and vogues,
niggas didn’t know shit about a 20 inch Mo-Mo
Hard head, young nigga don’t believe that shit, til I see that shit
See them heavyweight niggas, one day, I’m gonna be that shit
Ok, everybody know everybody done sold dope, ran with a gang
Pimp some hoes, and..snorted a little coke..but uhh..
I’m space agein..and we’ll forever be
Eightball, the fat mack, and…M-J fuckin G
Turn the page, from then to now, and we still grindin
Small clubs and small towns think they bouncin, and we find them
Put them on the guest list, make them pump their fist and get buck to this
Make one of them weed smokin, gangsta bitches get fucked to this
Expand, give all my true fans what they demand
Do my part again and uhh…come out hard again and uhh..
Keep space agein, and we’ll forever be…
Eightball, the fat mack, and…M-J fuckin G.

Chorus

Paddle My Way To You – Sesame Street

If I could only paddle like a doggie oughta paddle
I would paddle my way to you
No river too wide or lake too deep
I’d splash on forward any date to keep
If I could only paddle like a doggie oughta paddle
I could paddle the ocean blue
And nothing out of place a doggie’s steady paddle pace
I could paddle my way to
Gotta get through to
Paddle my way to you

Sing it boys!
(background of dogs barking)

If I could only paddle like a doggie oughta paddle
I would paddle my way to you
No river too wide or lake too deep
I go splash forward any date to keep
If I could only paddle like a doggie oughta paddle
I could paddle the ocean blue
Nothing out of place a doggie’s steady paddle pace
I’d paddle my way to
Gotta get through to
Paddle my way to you

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Pad & Pen – A Tribe Called Quest F/ D-Life

[D-Life]
This is the master D-Life
as we set it off with my mans A Tribe Called Quest
And uhh, we got to do it like this baby
We got to do it like that baby
We got the good shit not the bullshit, yaknahmean? Ha hah
We bout to count it down, we bout to count it off
It goes a-one, two, three, ahh!

[Q-Tip]
Malik we gettin back into that shit again
And when we rhyme, brothers need to break they pens, uh-oh
It’s The Love Movement never ends
The rap game’ll never be the same again
(Phife Dawg where you at baby?) We came again

[Phife Dawg]
Here I come again, you feelin fine?
The Dawg is like a overflowin rhyme from mind
Usually mess with shorties whose a 8 or 9
Shorty bump around to the bass-line

[Q-Tip]
F keeps a burner on the waist-line
That cat’s trickin off, I ain’t wastin mine
You feel the uniqueness, you seekin this?
And when we do it, we be freakin this

[Phife Dawg]
Don’t even front, you know you feelin this
My shade is borderin around licorice (licorice)
Enjoyin this tune, glad you playin it
(Aiyyo Phife what’s the hook?)
Here we sayin it, SAYIN IT, SAYIN IT

Chorus: with D-Life

My pad and my pen (ah ah, you didn’t go there)
The beat and the blend (say word, you didn’t go there)
The party won’t end (you know, we got to be there)
Just keep your ?, buildin with friends, yo
* repeat 2X w/ variations *

[Q-Tip]
We’re down for life with one destiny
It seems that the devil keeps testin me
Got the illest part of the recipe
Yo tell your homegirl to stop stressin me (stop it)
Undressin me is the part you really like
Brothers hold the cracks now they holdin mics
The cusses you get, ? steady rights
For writers, we did that shit at Mid-night, a-ah-aight-aight

[Phife Dawg]
I love it when my honeydip be slobbin me
Don’t take it personal it’s just comedy
My comedy completely turned to tragedy
I sense some of these rappers still be mad at me
Sweatin her because of her anatomy
When I bang you it’ll be assault and battery
Don’t make me discombobulate your micraphone
Talkin trash will only get you freakin head, flown

[Q-Tip]
Uhh, buy em out the box, never faulty ones
Get in that ass like karate son
I act with the light, sometimes it’s lookin grim
We manage a smile, sometimes we slip it in

[Phife Dawg]
My Tribe be worldwide like the Nike swoosh
Emcees be soundin moist like vagina juice
The top of the world, we pursuin it
Don’t worry about a thing, cause we doin it
DOIN IT, DOIN IT

Chorus 2X

[D-Life]
That’s the way we do.. c’mon, that’s the way we do
It’s the nigga D-Life, with T-C-Q
That’s the way we are.. and the beat won’t stop
Got to blow it up for the top..
Didn’t think you knew how we rock..


Pacto De Amor – Ana Gabriel

Se que te gusto
pero tambi?n le quieres a ella
se que no puedes jugarle una traici?n
porque si se entera muere de dolor

Se que te gusto
y no puedes gritarlo por ella
se que me deseas tanto como yo
que si no le vieras yo fuera tu raz?n

Hablame de amor, dame una esperanza
nunca lo sabra solo tu y yo
hablame de amor no quiero olvidar
que mi vida tiene una ilusi?n

Dime lo que sientes, lo que yo preseinto
quiero hacer un pacto de amor
yo sabre esperar por ti
no te apartes mucho de mi

Tu tambi?n me gustas
y tengo que ocultarlo por ella
yo sabre esperar por ti
no te apartes mucho de mi

Pero hablame de amor, dame una esperanza
nunca lo sabra solo tu y yo
hablame de amor no quiero olvidar
que mi vida tiene una ilusi?n

Dime lo que sientes, lo que yo preseinto
quiero hacer un pacto de amor
yo sabre esperar por ti
no te apartes mucho de mi

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Packt Like Sardines In A Crushed Tin Box – Radiohead

After years of waiting nothing came
As your life flashed before your eyes
You realize

I’m a reasonable man
Get off, get off, get off my case (x2)
I’m a reasonable man
Get off my case
Get off my case

After years of waiting
After years of waiting nothing came
And you realize you’re looking,
Looking in the wrong place

I’m a reasonable man
Get off my case (x2)
I’m a reasonable man
Get off my case (x2)
I’m a reasonable man
Get off my case (x3)

After years of waiting
You’re a reasonable man
Get off our case (x3)
I’m a reasonable man,
Get off my case (x3)

I’m a reasonable man,
Get off my case (x3)
I’m a reasonable man,
Get off my case (x3)

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Pac Man (Skit) – DMX

(man1):Yo whatz up wit this PacMan nigga
yo whatz up

(man2):Yo right there
(man1):Yo hold up,hold up
yo Pacman yo pacman
(pacman):Yo you know me money
(man1):yo I don’t know you an all that shit
but whatz up wit this pacman shit
(pacman):what you mean whatz up wit this pacman
shit,this my hood man ,this my hood fo five years
man just got out man im just tring to get some money man
(man1):yo I won’t you to get money and all that shit
but you can’t get it here man
(pacman):what you mean I can’t get it here I been here all my mutherfucking life b. ain’t nun of yall N.Y. niggas
taking over this shit up around here man
(man1):how the fuck you know i’m a New York nigga
(pacman):you smell like a New York nigga to me man
(man1):five years ago where were you man
(pacman):I was locked up man
(man1):you were born and raised in this joint
(pacman):born and raised here my momma here my poppa here
everybody hereman
(man1):well we was born up the block
(pacman):ya I was born and raised here and ain’t none of yall niggas gonna run me out of my hood
(man1):so what you saying nigga
(pacman):nigga what you saying nigga
(man1):this what the fuck i’m saying
(gun shot)
(man1):ride or die mutherfucker

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Pa-paya Mama – Perry Como

Pa-paya mama, pearl of the deep blue sea
tell your pa pa-paya
you’re comin’ home with me . . . yip!

My sweet pa-paya mamma wears a bamboo skirt
She dances barefoot an’ her feet don’t hurt
We drink pa-pays by the moonlit shore
And when we kiss she hollers “More, More, More!”

Pa-paya mama, pearl of the deep blue sea
Tell your pa pa-paya, you’re comin’ home with me! ( Yip! )

I came to Cuba for a holiday, pa-paya mama took her heart away
Vacation’s over and it’s time to go, and when we kiss she hollers “No, No, No!”

Pa-paya mama, pearl of the deep blue sea
Tell your pa pa-paya, you’re comin’ home with me! ( Yip! )

< instrumental break >

Pa-paya mama, pearl of the deep blue sea
tell your pa pa-paya
you’re comin’ home with me . . . yip!

My island queen I’ll build a hut for you
The floors an’ doors will be the best bamboo
And ‘neath the Louisiana moon above
We’ll sip pa-paya and we’ll love, love love!

Pa-paya, pa-paya, pa-paya, paya, paya
pa pa pa-paya!

In time we’ll raise a little family
To play beneath the new pa-paya tree
We’ll send your papa fifty-cent cigar
‘Cause he’s a proud pa-paya grand-pa-pa!

Pa-paya mama, pearl of the deep blue sea
Tell your pa pa-paya, you’re comin’ home with me!
Pa-paya mama ( Yahoo! ) pearl of the deep blue sea
Tell your pa pa-paya, you’re comin’ home with me! ( Yip! )

Pa-paya, pa-paya, pa-paya!

Words and Music by Larry Coleman, Norman Gimbel
and George Sandler

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