Tricky
Juxtapose lyrics

 
 

 

		For Real
		_ Tricky: Yeah You watch too many films Too many films for real Some contracts you take too seriously Your record deal A record deal pays bills Feeds the family Your profile is too big How you gonna be a quiet family Too many films are for real You watch too many films Films are for real Don't get me wrong I know you got guns And you're not scared to use 'em But is there money bein' made 'round these guns Or lives to be losin' You watch too many films Films for real You watch too many films Too many films for real Some of these people have to live their life For real I don't have to I got a record deal For real You heard I chill I smoke herb Now how about these sexy singers Sex gods Two pack girls in a turn You're fantastic, you supersperm yeah, I'm a player hater I hate when players can't take their turn And when the record company drops me That's when I learn It's not for real It's just passing time It's not real All I do is rhyme It's not real It's just passing time All I do, all I do is rhyme You heard you heard "You go Romeo" Girls say you look tall on the video And the color girl sing Give me money Give me money Give me money Give me money And no one sings the blues Everyone sings the greens Some will say keep you on the prize How you lose a dream Who am I to say I don't need cash In this hundred yard dash I moved a while ago And passed through New York I'll be back in a minute It's my turn to talk For real You heard For real You heard I can grab a mic and wreck it Make it copasetic I train my mic Restrain my mic You watch too many movies For real You watch too many films Films are for real You watch too many films Too many films are for real You watch too many films For real from: source: Juxtapose Japanese booklet lyrical quotes: Lou Reed __

 
 

		Bom Bom Diggy
		_ Tricky: To the bom bom diggy - who is he Me the tricky To the bom bom diggy - who is he To the bom bom diggy - who is he To the bom bom diggy - who is he To the bom bom diggy - who is he Me the tricky I said like the willing I'm known for gangsters killing And my peace for my peace My soul controls the beast Get the rest off my chest Keep it far from the rest Progressive best A wham bam thank you ma'am Who the man with the transnational plan? Gonna smack my Uncle Sam Ever since Joni Mitchell Rappers look like them rich Kill the bombs Kill, kill, kill Kill the Fonz - Henry Winkler How does he think up? How does he drink up? Or does he sink up? With those punk rock eyes Girls don't treat me nice Gonna burn off those wings With those shiny things To the bom bom diggy - who is he Me the tricky To the bom bom diggy - who is he To the bom bom diggy - who is he To the bom bom diggy - who is he To the bom bom diggy - who is he Me the tricky o the bom bom diggy - who is he To the bom bom diggy - who is he To the bom bom diggy - who is he Mad Dog: Although we can't we men creep We're inseminatin' the east end We're not teasin' Pretend the gasoline went In the very ground between them We 'bout money Why? To keep firm When they can't go talk Their God will police them That's we inside for assault We live in our world with the helicopter Mind sent around to get a robber Who knows what the hell a cop does Street Dog, I hate them police Wanna see me and HIV One 'ho or one with scrubs Plus wanna do my girls for drugs Frontin' with all the right real come on Don't even say what a lady does Look as to think I'm turnin' out With a word at last to run 'em out Industry - everything under control None of 'em know who runnin' the show With the guns and the 'hos All of them know When they come to the door I'm on a roll Nigga with the Jungle Heights could flow With the 'hos in the role for the video In a great porn show with the flyest girls Buy and sell with the clientele Before we all fry in hell Please don't even try it now Well do you suppose my pocket well Nickel, dime - a five bag sale Me and my kind use I ain't well Things they try then die jail Gonna be fast when the high speeds Are a finished scheme Our hope I don't see riots This day is a laugh Me a star Ain't tryin' to see no fuckin' police cars That's the only drawback when I drive Slide on our side for a fast ride They'll be tryin' to move on my side Got to tell about it before they caught fire Tricky: To the bom bom diggy - who is he Me the tricky To the bom bom diggy - who is he To the bom bom diggy - who is he To the bom bom diggy - who is he (repeated) from:_ source: Always on the run __

 
 

		Contradicitve
		_ Tricky : Look who do I have to have and why A city's child Real mode- you have to talk about it An old pro- still we're 'bout it, 'bout it Don't frown about it It's best you keep quiet You could never lead a riot Money don't make you a leader A leader usually reads Go read a book He shaked then he shook "I need that crack, I need that crack" You're swingin' the pipe Do what you like Goin' "doom doom" Reflect on the room Reflect on your life Go stab yourself with a knife Bob Khaleel : Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? (2x) Tricky: Vengeance isn't mine It taught to hate from time Time isn't real How much time can you kill? Luca Brazzi He sleeps with the fishes Fuck sugar and spice And girls with deadly kisses Purr like a cat Raising towers I go over her house For the most I got diamonds on suits A girl's erased diamonds with new shoes Remember Hollywood You could finally make deals Screamin', "Nigger you can get these!" Stereotypical Almost mythical Like Mickey Mouse I'll blow down your house Blow up your whole image Hardcore musicians with image Bob Khaleel : Love Tricky : You're silver screen You're a hardcore lovin' machine You play hardcore with me And sooner or later we'll see Bob Khaleel : Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? (6x) from:_ source: Always on the run _

 

 

		She Said
		_ Tricky: She said, she said, she said, she said She said she could tempt me Both in rooms full or empty She said, she said Even might turn out the lights She said, she said Pretend to know me- then show me She said, she said She was a missed good night,I Wanted to share her vagina She said, she said Then we jumped in her car Went real far After the pizza With Wendy and Lisa She said, she said Asked about Prince I left my fingerprints She said, she said Then I jumped in the car Go real far Jumped in the car Go real far She said, she said Now I start fucking with drugs I got Muggs She said, she said Then we jump in the car And go real far She was just showin' me tanks Robbin' banks A new inflation bring migration If you want to be boy Don't send a decoy She said, she said Tricky and Kioka: Wait 'til dark comes Don't play with guns And kill the toys Don't play with boys Tricky: She said, she said Let's go stress Then touch my breasts It's all yours We finish tours She said, she said Then we jumped in the car Went real far Jumped in the car Went real far She said, she said Now I'm on the run Always weighs a ton She said, she said Dark brown eyes 'You wanna stroll with' eyes She said, she said Takes lots of patience Then I lost my patience Acting like an actress Killed her on the mattress She's dead, she's dead She's dead, she's dead Then I jumped in my car Went real far Jumped in my car Went real far Jumped in my car Went real far She's dead, she's dead from:_ source: Always on the run _

 

 

		I Like The Girls
		_ Mad Dog: In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes Gettin' lit up, high on the great weed I like the girls, I like the ladies I light my world to drive her crazy In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes Gettin' lit up, high on the great weed I like the girls, I like the ladies I light my world to drive her crazy Tricky and Mad Dog: In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit up, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (I like the girls) I light my world to drive her crazy (With the real long hair) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit up, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (Whether they're slim or they're short) I light my world to drive her crazy (I really don't care) Mad Dog: Met two girls in a restaurant Didn't know the hookers was lesbians 'Til I got home and started sexin' 'em The shit they were doing was excellent Yeah, yeah, the show was perfect The one with her tits in the other girl's bit Slim girl was holdin' her hips Strokin' her tongue all over her clit This girl was gettin pornographic Should've had a vid recordin that shit One girl's tits now taking a big mount Going down south licking the bitch out 'Round 'em and stylin' my dick was shinin' Next minute the babe is grindin' Went outside and left 'em windin' When I came back they was 69in' All of 'em was crying- she'd screamed "Lick the whipped cream from off of her tits" See me laying for the queen all this fisting Reminds me of a dream I had at fifteen Last time I seen 'em was at the club It was me two girls and the scrappy love Back then wanted to be nice enough But now there's enough for the both of us Tricky and Mad Dog: In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit up, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (I like the girls) I light my world to drive her crazy (With the real long hair) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit up, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (Whether they're slim or they're short) I light my world to drive her crazy (I really don't care) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit up, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (I like the girls) I light my world to drive her crazy (With the real long hair) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit up, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (Whether they're slim or they're short) I light my world to drive her crazy (I really don't care) Mad Dog: Fit like hand in glove and I'm up Take a shot like the last of the stand drop Boom boom boom Check, then feel again That's the time to pull out the handcuffs Dials a one on a one minute call Be gone if I never done the cheap rough She calls and asks when we can fuck And who else wants the Jungle Lay So she dials a one on a one minute call Be gone if i never done the cheap rough Unless she wants a Jungle Lay So she calls everyone wonderin' when we can fuck Dolce & Gabanna wearin' 'Cause when the girls put on the starin' I love watchin' all this dancin' By the girls who are as about as luscious acting Rude girl and her martial firing "Ooh well, get the spot!" they whinin' Street Dog, they caught me rhymin' Turned around and got fucking blinded My favorite beds get no shy women When or wherever to be drivin' My take come to the face When i see that beat goes the drum And the bass is blastin' Freak if i bone It's like i lost control I'm all alone think i'm toppin' Get high when i drive a car And try to drink and drive When i'm private parking In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes Gettin' lit up, high on the great weed I like the girls, I like the ladies I light my world to drive her crazy (2x) Tricky and Mad Dog: In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit up, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies I light my world to drive her crazy (With the real long hair) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit up, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (Whether they're slim or they're short) I light my world to drive her crazy (I really don't care) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit up, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (I like the girls) I light my world to drive her crazy (With the real long hair) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit up, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (Whether they're slim or they're short) I light my world to drive her crazy (I really don't care) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit up, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies I light my world to drive her crazy (With the real long hair) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit up, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (Whether they're slim or they're short) I light my world to drive her crazy (I really don't care) from:_ source: Always on the run _

 

 

		Hot Like A Sauna
		_ Tricky: Round the corner Turn the corner, turn Hell is round the corner Hot like a sauna I know I hurt her When i'd said, "I don't wanna" And with this drama I act like Jeffrey Dahmer I beat her then I eat her Nigga's sweet, there's no one sweeter I think I lost my tweeter To your pussycats Do you call your pistols 'gats'? Don't sleep her love away Don't let her run away Don't sleep her love away Don't let her... Dream and I'm seein' it Harmed a girl like Monica Everyday be like Hanukkah And change my mind again Hide off like to find a friend I call her "enemy" She says I act like there's ten of me A sketch for their clone A dog without a home But you want more when I was on tour I told you, "shouldn't run alot" Now look how much time you got Told you, "shouldn't run alot" Now look how much time you got Mad dog: Take life on the streets - your own Made by Grease beats - pure dog Runnin' with the realest kids of New York Street Dog speak the true talk Wanna talk about crime? Yeah right! Stick ups - get in mind to realize Alright Run the airtime Fuck the police it's startin' to get hyped Niggas gettin' paranoid and void Then imply Tetth's a bad boy Just gonna rap and forget gettin' caught Dogs get mad when niggas stand broke Come Pharaoh Yo, Willy Joe Shit, I had coke and fifty pound notes Puffed it for those niggas I know Far as I know you're a freak if I bone Like I go Trix and Milo I roll with niggas with big machines Blank sreens, video scenes Blue, black and green Niggas with wigs scared the scam clean And get the cream - know what I mean? Diggin' the scene with the gasoline With enough magazines Them not a fuss Big as their niggas who run it rough There be no crime for none of us Livin' to find those kinds of drugs With no undercovers Those motherfuckers can't flop dogs In any form, this rough cough's quick I'm sick Gonna with the Jungle Heights clique In England the trans-Atlantic In Harlem where demands don't quit Kioka: Levitating and useless debating In these devastating times Tricky: Don't let her run away Kioka: While everybody's just doing drugs And writing melodic rhymes Tricky: Don't sleep her love away Kioka: Trying to get one And not get into trouble I might just be inclined Tricky: Don't let her run away Kioka: We all got needs We all do dirty deeds Now and then wanna smoke some weed Tricky: Don't sleep her love away Kioka: Yeah we're free Yes we need to be free Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs Tricky: Don't let her run away Kioka: Yeah we're free Yes we need to be free Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs Tricky: Don't sleep her love away Mad dog: Come with a bang bang It's a hangman gettin' my prayer My hands can slang bang actors That have the will to gang slang That's the type of nigga that can't say, "You don't go and forget the down times And the walk while I was with the bad man" Many to fly right? Masterplan Miracle flight like Pan-Am Man, damn! Sure as the echo 'Fore that gonna pump the petrol Niggas with escorts hide in the get-go Now lay it in the ghetto Yeah y'all I could find life in a Paris metro While i'm walkin' around slammin' ghettos In the real Know the rapper with the black girls Deliverin' travels with the Maxwells Gettin' paid off girls Rockwells, high L's Well as drop sales with Stockwell Street Dog with a molotov cocktail No no can't stop flowin' no Gettin' paid off girls Rockwells, high L's Well as drop sales with Stockwell Street Dog with a molotov cocktail No no can't stop flowin' no Kioka: Levitating and useless debating In these devastating times Tricky: Don't let her run away Kioka: While everybody's just doing drugs And writing melodic rhymes Tricky: Don't sleep her love away Kioka: Trying to get one And not get into trouble I might just be inclined Tricky: Don't let her run away Kioka: We all got needs We all do dirty deeds Now and then wanna smoke some weed Tricky: Don't sleep her love away Kioka: Yeah we're free Yes we need to be free Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs Tricky: Don't let her run away Kioka: Yeah we're free Yes we need to be free Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs Tricky: Don't sleep her love away Kioka: Yeah we're free Yes we need to be free Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs Tricky: Don't let her run away Kioka: Yeah we're free Yes we need to be free Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs Tricky: Don't sleep her love away Kioka: Yeah we're free Yes we need to be free Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs Tricky: Don't let her run away Kioka: Yeah we're free Yes we need to be free Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs Tricky: Don't sleep her love away from:_ source: Always on the run _

 

 

		Call Me
		_ D'na: I'm calling you I'm calling you now And now won't wait And now won't change now Or rearrange It might get strange now It might get strange now Tricky and D'na: Just fallin' free Just fall in me And I'm your coffin And I'm your coffin For endless sleep now For endless sleep now Little sunbeam I hear you scream I feel your heat now I feel your heat now Here's to one we sleep now I hear trees scream Ain't the people mean? What do they mean? It's time to sleep now It's time to go now I wait for you, I wait for you I wait for you, I wait for you I wait for you Little sunbeam I can hear you scream I can feel your heat now I can feel your heat now Here's to one we sleep now I hear trees scream Ain't the people mean? What do they mean? It's time to sleep now It's time to go now I wait for you, I wait for you I wait for you, I hate for you I wait for you, I hate for you I wait for you, I hate for you I wait for you, I hate for you I wait for you, I hate for you I wait for you, I hate for you Hate for you I wait for you, I wait for you I wait for you, I hate for you I hate for you Hate for you I hate for you I can feel your heat now It's time to go now from:_ source: Always on the run _

 
 

 

		Wash My Soul
		_ Tricky: Wash my soul, wash my soul, wash my soul Tricky and Bob Khaleel: I get paid while they starve In the streets Visa cards, VIP Wash away and use you as a fan Starving these children And i change the channel You know me, i'm Mr.Nice You know me I survive at any price So it seems i'm the devil's son Lick it, wet it, you like it, you let it Lick it, wet it, touch it, take your turn On somedays, together we can learn Wash my soul, wash my soul, wash my soul Lick it, wet it, you like it, you let it Lick it, wet it, touch it, take your turn On somedays, together we can learn I've served with gangsters And I've served with kings These are a few of my favorite things Think about love, love now and then It's no good I am weak, I admit Wash my soul Lick it, wet it, you like it, you let it Lick it, wet it, touch it, take your turn On somedays, together we can learn Wash my soul, wash my soul Lick it, wet it, you like it, you let it Lick it, wet it, you like it, take your turn Take your turn, take your turn Together we can learn from:_ source: Always on the run _

 

 

		Scrappy Love
		_ Tricky: Where've you been, love? How've you been, love? It's a long time since i've seen love You make me happy, love Hope that you're happy, love I was a scrappy love I feel like i'm stupid now I feel like i'm stupid now How've you been, love? I've committed a sin, love You care for him, love? He's good for you, love Guess who has sinned, love? She asked how you're doin', love I feel kind of stupid, love To the noose,to the neck,to the push,to the shove How much time has it been, love? How much time has it been, love? We don't even speak now Remember the first walk-out? You fill my need You tell me to read We sat in the park We sat just apart But not for our own love We grew a strong love But not for our own love We grew a strong love Wish i could sin love Wish i could sin love Wish i could sin love Where've you been, love? How've you been, love? It's a long time since i've seen love You make me happy, love Hope that you're happy, love I was a scrappy love Feel like i'm stupid now Feel like i'm stupid now How've you been, love? I've committed a sin, love Do you care for him love? He's good for you love Guess who i've seen, love? She asked how you're doin', love I feel kind of stupid love To the noose, to the neck, to the push, to the shove How much time has it been, love? How much time has it been, love? We dont want to speak now Remember the first walk-out? You fill my need Tell me to read Sat in the park We sat just apart But not for our own love We grew a strong love But not for our own love We grew a strong love Wish i could sin, love Wish i could sin, love How've you been, love? It's a long time since i've seen love You care for him, love? He's good for you, love He's good for you, love from:_ source: Always on the run _

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