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Another funky track from the one they call Deenay
at the show, in the club, I am coming your way
kickin‘ it live – words fly like bullets
mouth is the gun – she mc‘ the illest
I’m a hardhead – follow me into my solo
stepback – if you need another demo
you can’t stop me from what I’m doin‘ if I’m doin‘
your style is fake – and I’m about to ruin
Ev’rything that you might thought that was yours
I’ll take it and brake it and make it to the floor
coz I’m too hard to core – take it to the limit
young Deenay is comin‘ atcha in less then a minute
I got the flow – I get the party goin‘
I’m the funky sista that you wanna be doin‘
wave your hands in the air from side to side
let me take you on a ride, right?
Ref:
Young Deenay, Young Deenay only you can make my day
Young Deenay, Young Deenay ...
Mikecheck - one two one two
here’s another funky joint for you
brought to you direct – always come correct
treat me with respect – while I reflect
Reminisce, the day I choose to be a rapper
saw the lyte, bahama, boss’n salt’n pepa
yoyo, simplé e, monie love, othas
started rhymin‘ – supported by my motha
Jumped on stage – I moved the crowd
doin‘ show after show and they wouldn’t let me out
gainin‘ much respect – always true to the game
after what I’ve seen I’ll never be the same
I ain‘t down for the bullshitty sucker mc’s
I ain’t down for police brutality
I’m down for my peeps and my family tree
and I’m dwn for the msuic – for y’all to se
Ref:
Young Deenay, Young Deenay only you can make my day
Young Deenay, Young Deenay ...
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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