# Song Lyrics

1,000,000 Miles Away – Zakk Wylde

Sailing across my ocean
Sailing across my sea
I fill it up with hope Lord
I drown in empty misery

Sailin’ across my heaven
Sailing across my star
Until I find the voice I’ve been hearing in my head
Forever couldn’t be too far … yeah

Oh it couldn’t be to far
Oh it couldn’t be to far

The cold wind blows
Like a leaf on a tree
I can feel myself fallin lord
I need your guiding hand to catch me
When you hear yourself this song
I hope it brings yourself a smile
The times we had we thought would last forever
But forever only lasts a little while
Forever only lasts a little while … yeah

Loneliness my friend
I’ll think about you every day
As I sail into the light, 1,000,000 miles away

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1,2,3 – 311

Long time did I run down like that
I would have three years ago-today but not now
It’s not like that

It’s all right to feel good
It’s all for nothing to be wrong
The deepest dream that we have
Could be tomorrow’s song

Just what did he say stop
1 and 2 and 3
Run up the hill do as you do
I’m going to chill you know you really
Ought to do the same
They wanna bug you
But I won’t let them today
It’s a sure shot to the bomb drop
Every single
You know you swing
it and you fling it
And you make some shit up but
It’s just 123

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1,2,3 Rhymes Galore – DJ Tomekk Afrob

Uh – Uh – Uh – Uh – Uh

2x One, two, three from New York to Germany,
do you wanna come party with me
come join the family yo,
so let’s flow yo

Alle waren bereit daf?r und schrieben dieses St?ck,
DJ Tomekk rief mich an, ich sagte zu und machte mit (hey)
One, two, three from New York nach Germany
das war ein Aufreger, Flav der Typ von public enemy
und auch Grandmaster Flash und Jazzy Jeff
mit denen mal nen Song zu machen ey das f?nd ich Chef
das wird was Gro?es,
voll die Dosis
ich sag was los ist
wie schlecht dein Reim ist
oder wie gut deine Show ist
der unglaubliche, vertrauliche ostafrikanische
manchmal auch germanische
Angst mach’ ich dir panische
als ich kam hat ich ein Plan
aber keinen Namen
wollte alle MC’s burnen,
schei?egal wie gro? sie waren
heute rap ich meine Takte,
nat?rlich f?r kompakte
bist du cool brauchst du wie ich die richtigen Kontakte
es findet eine Menge statt
das kein Ende hat,
wir laufen R?nge ab
weil der Rest ja nur noch Scheiss Ges?nge hat

2x One, two, three from New York to Germany,
do you wanna come party with me
come join the family yo,
so let’s flow yo

Yo Flash, Yo Jazzy Jeff, yo Tomekk
Put the needle on the record
spin that shit back
make the party people go crazy on the floor
this girl is more ? whiteborn ? , you don’t know to talk
eeeeez – leave .. dish
i love you g
don’t catch your fish
white and please that’s how i wanna my sandwich
I ain’t got no burger meat so
I ain’t making no manwich
Flavor Flav
back from the grave
let me be yo
I’m on the microphone
There’s a lot of people trying to be a Flavor Clone,
but they got bad breath, so they stand alone
If you wanna dance,
you’ve got to play the man
my man my man my man my event
stay your ass up cool….
or get your ? paper hand ? caught up in ….

2x One, two, three from New York to Germany,
do you wanna come party with me
come join the family yo,
so let’s flow yo

Sein erster Reim gab ihm den Kick
der Groschen fiel es machte Klick
ja in diesem Augenblick
war klar wo seine Zukunft liegt
Er mu?te auf die Bretter, die die Welt bedeuten
heute rocken wie die anderen Rapper vor ganz vielen Leuten
Jahre ist es her
der Anfang, der ist immer schwer
wie Sch?nheitschirugie und Cher
das Mike und er, es wurden mehr
Immer immer mehr, die zu seinen Shows kamen
Immer immer mehr, die danach gef?lscht waren
Er kriegt heute noch ne G?nsehaut
wenn er in die Menge schaut
und Funkeln in den Augen
ich hab immer dran geglaubt
Flavor Flav und Afrob, MC Rene am Mike
Flash und Tomekk sind am Cuten, don’t believe the hype

3x One, two, three from New York to Germany,
do you wanna come party with me
come join the family yo,
so let’s flow yo

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1 2 Many – Common F/ Dug Infinite

One wa wa One One Two One Two
One wa wa One One Two One Two
One tigga One One Two One Two

(Dug Infinite)
Dug Inf on production my man Com for the discussion
Check it

(Common)
One day I was tryin to be myself
The same day this thug say “You gotta come hard”
Nigga times is hard I’m tryin hard to make it
It ain’t hard to tell it’s hard for me to fake it
Plus, it’s hard to be me, its hard to stop drinkin
I guess it’s hard for hard niggaz to start thinkin
Pussy MC’s stinkin so I can’t get hard
Some, become MC’s cause it’s hard to get a job
Hard for you to trust people, you don’t trust in God
Even harder to be the Gods we created to be
This Western way of life ain’t native to me
Put one nigga in your Pulp Fiction that related to me
I hated to be, the only race that call our women hoes
Niggaz, be too hard to say “ho” at the shows
I rose… like a florist to bring the flavor like a Taurus
Might not have the murderous verse, but I stay hard to the chorus
Took this girl to work, she saying, “Have a real job”
Like that dick you had last night, baby, I work real hard
Simple motherfuckers tellin me hard is criminal
Niggaz you thought was hard, you pourin out your liquor for
Years ago, I thought I was hard, in high school fightin
Now, I’m the hardest man working in show business
Handle your business or shut the fuck up

(Dug Infinite) It’s just one two many niggaz got cars and no land
(Common) One two many niggaz with cash and no plan
(Dug Infinite) One two many niggaz that’s tryin to MC
(Common) That’s one two many niggaz comin up to me
(both) That’s one two many niggaz
Just one two many niggaz (2X)
(both) That’s one two many niggaz
Just one two many niggaz
(Chuck D) “One, two”

Forever, I ain’t gon’ be rappin
Shit’ll happen to me, I gotta let niggaz know
This mark asked me do I know his cousin Jimbo
Nigga, I don’t even know myself
You want me to get you in
Jack, I’m trying to get through the do’ myself
Opportunity knocked, but he ain’t call ‘fore he came
Yeah, I got a name, but only twenty dollars to it
Next album you gon’ blow, but my ass, you done blew it before
Being in my video, what’s that gonna do for your life?
Get you some pussy? You should be gettin rump off GP
Quit that you look like you say I seen you on TV
I be readin niggaz but readin be makin me sleepy (Hey!)
So strong am I, A Hundred Styles and Runnin
Niggaz stuck on one and them-a ran by
Claimin they fly but they stand-by
I come truer than a dream, and youse a damn lie
With that anti-rap, complainin about this and about that
Sounding bitch like, that ain’t gonna make a nigga get right
I’m number one

(Dug Infinite) One two many niggaz tryin to tell me bout they theory
(Common) One two many niggaz that ain’t tryin to hear me
(Dug Infinite) One two many niggaz doin shows that don’t happen
(Common) One two many niggaz life depend on rappin
(both) That’s one two many niggaz
Just one two many niggaz (2X)
(both) That’s one two many niggaz
Just one two many niggaz
(Chuck D) “One, two”

(Dug Infinite) One two many niggaz can’t find they niche
(Common) One two many niggaz wanna be my bitch *echoed*

Nigga, one two many niggaz (repeat to fade)

1 A.M. – Beautiful Creatures

Jacked up
Cracked up
Smacked across my face.
Pulled down
Put down
Kicked out of my place

Lonliness is just a state of mind
Your voice it falls on deaf ears
And your class in on the line

1 A.M. and I’m cold again
I’m alone again and I need a friend
Feeling down in the dirt again
Getting burned again
Where the hell are you

Bitein’ on my lip
its got you bleeding got me screaming your name
Strippin down my skin
You got me dreamin’ bout the rats in your cage

Lookin for the light inside your eyes
Your tongue it cuts like razors
And your promises are lies

1 A.M. and I’m cold again
I’m alone again and I need a friend
Feeling down in the dirt again
Getting burned again
Where the hell are you

1 A.M and I’m cold again
I’m alone again and I need a friend
Feeling down in the dirt again
Getting burned again
Where the hell are you

I was just about a breath away
When I was thinkin’ ’bout the words you tried to say
That you’d stand by me that you cared for me
But in the end you mother fuckin’ lied to me

1 A.M. and I’m cold again
I’m alone again and I need a friend
Feeling down in the dirt again
Getting burned again
Where the hell are you

1 A.M. and I’m cold again
I’m alone again and I need a friend
Feeling down in the dirt again
Getting burned again
Where the hell are you

1 A.M. and I’m cold again
I’m alone again and I need a friend!!

1 Bourbon, 1 Scotch, 1 Beer – George Thorogood

Wanna tell you a story,
About the house-man blues
I come home one Friday,
Had to tell the landlady I’d-a lost my job
She said that don’t confront me,
Long as I get my money next Friday
Now next Friday come I didn’t get the rent,
And out the door I went

So I goes to the landlady,
I said, “You let me slide?”
I’ll have the rent for you in a month.
Next I don’t know
So said let me slide it on you know people,
I notice when I come home in the evening
She ain’t got nothing nice to say to me,
But for five year she was so nice
Loh’ she was lovy-dovy,
I come home one particular evening
The landlady said, “You got the rent money yet?”,
I said, “No, can’t find no job”
Therefore I ain’t got no money to pay the rent
She said “I don’t believe you’re tryin’ to find no job”
Said “I seen you today you was standin’ on a corner,
Leaning up against a post”
I said “But I’m tired, I’ve been walkin’ all day”
She said “That don’t confront me,
Long as I get my money next Friday”
Now next Friday come I didn’t have the rent,
And out the door I went

So I go down the streets,
Down to my good friend’s house
I said “Look man I’m outdoors you know,
Can I stay with you maybe a couple days?”
He said “Let me go and ask my wife”
He come out of the house,
I could see it in his face
I know that was no
He said “I don’t know man, ah she kinda funny, you know”
I said “I know, everybody funny, now you funny too”
So I go back home
I tell the landlady I got a job, I’m gonna pay the rent
She said “Yeah?” I said “Oh yeah”
And then she was so nice,
Loh’ she was lovy-dovy
So I go in my room, pack up my things and I go,
I slip on out the back door and down the streets I go
She a-howlin’ about the front rent, she’ll be lucky to get any back rent,
She ain’t gonna get none of it
So I stop in the local bar you know people,
I go to the bar, I ring my coat, I call the bartender
Said “Look man, come down here”, he got down there
So what you want?

One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Well I ain’t seen my baby since I don’t know when,
I’ve been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and gin
Gonna get high man I’m gonna get loose,
Need me a triple shot of that juice
Gonna get drunk don’t you have no fear
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

But I’m sitting now at the bar,
I’m getting drunk, I’m feelin’ mellow
I’m drinkin’ bourbon, I’m drinkin’ scotch, I’m drinkin’ beer
Looked down the bar, here come the bartender
I said “Look man, come down here”
So what you want?

One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
No I ain’t seen my baby since the night before last,
Gotta get a drink man I’m gonna get gassed
Gonna get high man I ain’t had enough,
Need me a triple shot of that stuff
Gonna get drunk won’t you listen right here,
I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

Now by this time I’m plenty high,
You know when your mouth a-getting dry you’re plenty high
Looked down the bar I say to my bartender
I said “Look man, come down here”, he got down there
So what you want this time?
I said “Look man, a-what time is it?”
He said “The clock on the wall say three o’clock
Last call for alcohol, so what you need?”

One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
No I ain’t seen my baby since a nigh’ and a week,
Gotta get drunk man till I can’t even speak
Gonna get high man listen to me,
One drink ain’t enough Jack you better make it three
I wanna get drunk I’m gonna make it real clear,
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

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1 Million Bottlebags – Public Enemy

One million bottlebags count ’em
Think they can bounce the ounce
And it get ’em
Yo black spend 288 million
Sittin’ there waitin’ for the fizz
And don’t know what the fuck it is
An oh lemme tell you ’bout shorty
He about seventeen lookin’ like 40
Treats his 40 dog better than his g
When he gets a big b-o-t-t-l-e
Oh he loves tha liquor
But look watch shorty get sicker
Year after year
While he’s thinkin’ it’s beer
But it’s not but he got it in his gut
So what the fuck
Yo niga what’s up
Now he’s hostile to a brother lookin’ out
But I ain’t mad I know what he about
He’s just a slave to the bottle and the can
‘Cause that’s his man
The malt liquor man
One million bags count ’em all
Other man gets happy
Watch the killas drink 8 ball
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Then I ask a question you brother
What the fuck is you drinkin’
He don’t know but it flow
Out the bottle in a cup
He call it gettin’ fucked up
Like we ain’t fucked up already
See the man they call Crazy Eddie
Liquor man with the bottle in his hand
He give the liquor man ten to begin
Wit’ no change and he run
To get his brains rearranged
Serve it to the home they’re able
To do without a table
Beside what’s inside ain’t on the label
They drink it thinkin’ it’s good
But they don’t sell the shit in the white neighborhood
Exposin’ the plan they get mad at me I understand
They’re slaves to the liquor man
Back to my homeboy shorty
He can drink it down
And think nuttin’ about it
Pass it around and get tha 40 dog buzz
At the same time
Shorty can’t remember what day it was
Say I’m yellin’ is fact
Genocide kickin’ in yo back
How many times have you seen
A black fight a black
After drinkin’ down a bottle
Or a malt liquor six-pack
Malt liquor bull
What it is is bullshit Colt
45 another gun to the brain
Who’s sellin’ us pain
In the hood another up to no good
Plan that’s designed by the other man
But who drink it like water
One and on till the stores reorder it
Brothers cry broke but they still affordin’ it
Sippin’ it lick drink it down oh nooo
Drinkin’ poison but they don’t know
It used to be wine
A dollar and a dime
Same man, drink in another time
They could be hard as hell and don’t give a damn
But still be a sucker to the liquor man

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1 Morning – Silkk The Shocker

[Silkk the Shocker]
Woke up one morning, hang over from last night
I was drunk as fuck plus I was throwin up,
an my eyes was like hella tite
Waked up out my bedroom, nigga still reachin for a sack
I hads to make me some mail, so I stepped out the door
An fo’ i did I went back an grabbed my… strap
I be whippin some shit, nigga gimme some shit
nigga triplin some shit, nigga flippin some shit
You got some yayo, give it here
I triple that shit for only fifty percent
See bitch I be like Seven-Eleven, like the liquor store
Stop the car, dropped it out, nigga what y’all hittin fo’
Nigga, wassup, yeah I might man, keep it tight man
It be like Charles Barkley
I be hittin three four, all day in the dice game
Man, it’s cool, but umm, some of these niggas be faulty
Game be salty, wanna run up on me, I’ma have to toss him
See y’all be trippin but I don’t be slippin
Pop a clip in when I’m blastin an best believe I don’t be missin
It’s that nigga – wassup, playa, niggas get fucked
Playa haters get bucked, so wussup?
Bitch it be A, B, C, D, E
Yo the last letter be me, a straight G
I keep busters on they back, keep ’em flat that
Nigga, wassup, one-times’ll try to check ya, I’m at that
Woke up this mornin, something didn’t feel right
Look to my side cuz I felt some thighs
Musta been the girl I met at the club last night
I had to look twice, damn nigga, I was just like what?
Seen some drawers on the floor, and a condom on my dick
and I knew last night I musta fucked

1 Nite Stand – Taproot

I’ve come to grips unreality, through fatality,
Realized just how much happiness brings to me
Fight lately doubt and worries inflicted my mind
With an illness of ego, worst of it’s kind.
Been so busy unhappy, un-nerved
I can see my destiny is chasing me,
I am finally happy and ready to go.
I had a one nite stand with myself last night,
The fright of a lifetime,
Once again I have proven my strength to myself, alone

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1-2-3 – Gloria Estefan

They tell me you’re a shy boy
But I want you just the same
Don’t play innocent with me
You know it’s not just fun and games
When I look into your eyes
So much passion burns inside
But if you need some coaxing
I will do it
Step by step there’s nothing to it

1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11 I’m just gonna keep on counting
Until you are mine

Come out of your shell, boy
You know we go like hand in glove
You’re afraid of giving in
But I am never giving up on your love
And no matter what it takes
I will steal your heart away
Take a chance for once you won’t regret it
Want my love just come and get it

1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11 I’m just gonna keep on counting
Until you are mine

So no matter what it takes
I will steal your heart away
Take a chance for once you won’t regret it
Want my love just come and get it

1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11 I’m just gonna keep on counting
Until you are mine

1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me
5-6-7 times
You got to give me your love
8-9-10-11 I’m just gonna keep on counting baby
Until you are mine

1-2-3-4
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11

1-2-3-4
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11

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