Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Pharoah-Sanders/Astral-Traveling- Full Song Lyrics: If she could b Muse 2 the Pharoah Then one day she might b Queen If like Sheba, she then could bring presents/presence and wine The helix he might get between them In other words, intertwine With the ebony and milk of her thighs If she could be Muse and let him decide Perhaps she'll let him decide If she could b Muse 2 the Pharoah, There is nothing he wouldn't give her c 4 the future of the nation rests in her belly And if the Proverbs of the 31 and verse 10 Becomes the verse she sings again and again She might b Queen Take a load off sweetie darling/Let me run agenda thru ur hair There's so much information 4 the next generation Who's gonna drop it if u're not there And whether the enemy makes a run on the palace Muse 2 The Pharoah ringtones on http://www.ringtonegal.com/Pharoah-Sanders/Astral-Traveling- Or whether the enemy does not,The children will be laced with the protection of the word of God The opposite of NATO is OTAN/And if the number 13 is such a bad luck number When there's no such thing as luck/Then the berries, talons, arrows and stars Are all superstitions, what the ./Get busy big baby 'cause when dem devil come Dem devil come dressed as light/Maybe they gon' fool the untrained mind But nobody eye know gon' bite/Like a thief in the night/My Lord come and strike Leave nothing but ashes to theleft, dust 2 the right Holocaust aside, many lived and died But when all truth is told/Would u rather b dead or b sold Sold 2 the one who can now mate the displaced bloodline with the white jailbait. Thinkin' like the keys on Prince's piano will be just fine So there it is- 4 all 2 c/Now what's beyond u and me Depends my friends primarily/On how u view ur role in Eternity If she could b Muse 2 the Pharoah/One day she might b Queen

Author: Fishcake01545147
Keywords: if she could muse the pharoah then one day might queen like sheba bring presentspresence and wine helix he get between them in other words intertwine with
Added: February 23, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Sheek-Louch/Money-Power-Repect- Full Song Lyrics: Sheek Louch A'yo four shots let off, black truck sped off Big shit, tryna take a motherfkin head off A'yo hold up man, let me take y'all back to the begining Let y'all know what happend that night, listen I don't even know these niggaz hangin in front Usually we woulda been asked them what do they want What they came here for, this is 354 What you tryna get some gas or some shit from the store But nobody asked these motherfkers what do they want It was bitin, mad traffic, the first of the month It was me, Chep, Bizzy and Hit B.G. and Lickalone and yeah I think Earth was there and shit And a few other niggaz in and out of the buildin Tryin to catch every sell but not to children Got a sixty of that yack in the store in the back Chep about to go home and get more of his pack Jake ain't fkin wit us, what's the miracle Niggaz moms ex heads now turn spiritual Wanna preach to us talk about Christ And how fk sand, how he could bring the beach to us That's when I noticed niggaz still outside Hoody on with some shades like they tryna hide So I cocked the hammer then I walked to 'em No beef, just a friendly little talk to 'em Listen Sheek: Here we go, yo whaddup money Guy: Yo whaddup S: What y'all niggaz waitin for somebody or somethin G: Yeah, why S: Nah nah, I'm sayin y'all niggaz got on big hoodies and shit Yaknahmean It's my block out here daddy I don't need blood on this shit and all that G: It's all love, it's all good S: Aight, just checkin dog Sheek Louch A'yo, turns out these niggaz is not from here And they got blood on they hands while they drinkin a beer They just robbed Dread and them niggaz spot I told 'em they gotta get up out of here, they makin it hot That's when four shots let off, a black truck sped off Big shit, tryna take a motherfkin head off Bombaclot, no man rob me spot, everybody here feelin me glock They done put us in a mix now we gotta go to war with Dread and them niggaz cause they think we wit these dicks Shots goin everywhere, everybody clappin but them niggaz that was standin there They fkin disappeared I cut one yardy underneath his fkin beard Still clappin, got everybody runnin scared They ain't backin down and we ain't bitchin Niggaz comin out the house with the hitchelin under the michelin Throwin back a clip or two You would think we went to war with Colin Powells crew Police comin now but we don't give a fk Rhas' tryna grab all his niggaz in the truck That's what I get for lettin niggaz blend in And they ain't really wit us, niggaz really tryna get us I keep my glock not givin a fk But the bullshit is we still gotta watch for that truck Sheek Louch Yaknahmean, y'all niggaz remember that night dog Only B.G. had his gun on him man, word up Styles P had his gun on him Besides that niggaz was fkin naked man Yall niggaz didn't stop it man Niggaz had the drop on us kid If homeboy didn't come thru, if he didn't come thru and silence those guns dog, we woulda been sick Check it out though, I know them faggot ass niggaz kid You know what the fk I'm talkin about Niggaz just bought them shits, that's why we had all them hammers Besides that man, word up man, no wing niggaz around us dog If you ain't a motherfkin friend of mine or friend of ours, you gotta go Niggaz is grimey man, it's D-Block for real man You think these niggaz don't want what we got Fk yeah they want it That shit we be rappin about All that shit we be fkin drivin around, these niggaz is hungry man I got somethin for that belly though

Author: djdarshan17203676
Keywords: sheek louch ayo four shots let off black truck sped big shit tryna take motherfkin head hold up man me yall back to the begining know what happend
Added: February 23, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Sheek-Louch/Maybe-If-I-Sing- Full Song Lyrics: Sheek Louch A'yo four shots let off, black truck sped off Big shit, tryna take a motherfkin head off A'yo hold up man, let me take y'all back to the begining Let y'all know what happend that night, listen I don't even know these niggaz hangin in front Usually we woulda been asked them what do they want What they came here for, this is 354 What you tryna get some gas or some shit from the store But nobody asked these motherfkers what do they want It was bitin, mad traffic, the first of the month It was me, Chep, Bizzy and Hit B.G. and Lickalone and yeah I think Earth was there and shit And a few other niggaz in and out of the buildin Tryin to catch every sell but not to children Got a sixty of that yack in the store in the back Chep about to go home and get more of his pack Jake ain't fkin wit us, what's the miracle Niggaz moms ex heads now turn spiritual Wanna preach to us talk about Christ And how fk sand, how he could bring the beach to us That's when I noticed niggaz still outside Hoody on with some shades like they tryna hide So I cocked the hammer then I walked to 'em No beef, just a friendly little talk to 'em Listen Sheek: Here we go, yo whaddup money Guy: Yo whaddup S: What y'all niggaz waitin for somebody or somethin G: Yeah, why S: Nah nah, I'm sayin y'all niggaz got on big hoodies and shit Yaknahmean It's my block out here daddy I don't need blood on this shit and all that G: It's all love, it's all good S: Aight, just checkin dog Sheek Louch A'yo, turns out these niggaz is not from here And they got blood on they hands while they drinkin a beer They just robbed Dread and them niggaz spot I told 'em they gotta get up out of here, they makin it hot That's when four shots let off, a black truck sped off Big shit, tryna take a motherfkin head off Bombaclot, no man rob me spot, everybody here feelin me glock They done put us in a mix now we gotta go to war with Dread and them niggaz cause they think we wit these dicks Shots goin everywhere, everybody clappin but them niggaz that was standin there They fkin disappeared I cut one yardy underneath his fkin beard Still clappin, got everybody runnin scared They ain't backin down and we ain't bitchin Niggaz comin out the house with the hitchelin under the michelin Throwin back a clip or two You would think we went to war with Colin Powells crew Police comin now but we don't give a fk Rhas' tryna grab all his niggaz in the truck That's what I get for lettin niggaz blend in And they ain't really wit us, niggaz really tryna get us I keep my glock not givin a fk But the bullshit is we still gotta watch for that truck Sheek Louch Yaknahmean, y'all niggaz remember that night dog Only B.G. had his gun on him man, word up Styles P had his gun on him Besides that niggaz was fkin naked man Yall niggaz didn't stop it man Niggaz had the drop on us kid If homeboy didn't come thru, if he didn't come thru and silence those guns dog, we woulda been sick Check it out though, I know them faggot ass niggaz kid You know what the fk I'm talkin about Niggaz just bought them shits, that's why we had all them hammers Besides that man, word up man, no wing niggaz around us dog If you ain't a motherfkin friend of mine or friend of ours, you gotta go Niggaz is grimey man, it's D-Block for real man You think these niggaz don't want what we got Fk yeah they want it That shit we be rappin about All that shit we be fkin drivin around, these niggaz is hungry man I got somethin for that belly though

Author: dad2pnt08367218
Keywords: sheek louch ayo four shots let off black truck sped big shit tryna take motherfkin head hold up man me yall back to the begining know what happend
Added: February 23, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Sheek-Louch/Talkin-Bout-That-Street-Music- Full Song Lyrics: Sheek Louch A'yo four shots let off, black truck sped off Big shit, tryna take a motherfkin head off A'yo hold up man, let me take y'all back to the begining Let y'all know what happend that night, listen I don't even know these niggaz hangin in front Usually we woulda been asked them what do they want What they came here for, this is 354 What you tryna get some gas or some shit from the store But nobody asked these motherfkers what do they want It was bitin, mad traffic, the first of the month It was me, Chep, Bizzy and Hit B.G. and Lickalone and yeah I think Earth was there and shit And a few other niggaz in and out of the buildin Tryin to catch every sell but not to children Got a sixty of that yack in the store in the back Chep about to go home and get more of his pack Jake ain't fkin wit us, what's the miracle Niggaz moms ex heads now turn spiritual Wanna preach to us talk about Christ And how fk sand, how he could bring the beach to us That's when I noticed niggaz still outside Hoody on with some shades like they tryna hide So I cocked the hammer then I walked to 'em No beef, just a friendly little talk to 'em Listen Sheek: Here we go, yo whaddup money Guy: Yo whaddup S: What y'all niggaz waitin for somebody or somethin G: Yeah, why S: Nah nah, I'm sayin y'all niggaz got on big hoodies and shit Yaknahmean It's my block out here daddy I don't need blood on this shit and all that G: It's all love, it's all good S: Aight, just checkin dog Sheek Louch A'yo, turns out these niggaz is not from here And they got blood on they hands while they drinkin a beer They just robbed Dread and them niggaz spot I told 'em they gotta get up out of here, they makin it hot That's when four shots let off, a black truck sped off Big shit, tryna take a motherfkin head off Bombaclot, no man rob me spot, everybody here feelin me glock They done put us in a mix now we gotta go to war with Dread and them niggaz cause they think we wit these dicks Shots goin everywhere, everybody clappin but them niggaz that was standin there They fkin disappeared I cut one yardy underneath his fkin beard Still clappin, got everybody runnin scared They ain't backin down and we ain't bitchin Niggaz comin out the house with the hitchelin under the michelin Throwin back a clip or two You would think we went to war with Colin Powells crew Police comin now but we don't give a fk Rhas' tryna grab all his niggaz in the truck That's what I get for lettin niggaz blend in And they ain't really wit us, niggaz really tryna get us I keep my glock not givin a fk But the bullshit is we still gotta watch for that truck Sheek Louch Yaknahmean, y'all niggaz remember that night dog Only B.G. had his gun on him man, word up Styles P had his gun on him Besides that niggaz was fkin naked man Yall niggaz didn't stop it man Niggaz had the drop on us kid If homeboy didn't come thru, if he didn't come thru and silence those guns dog, we woulda been sick Check it out though, I know them faggot ass niggaz kid You know what the fk I'm talkin about Niggaz just bought them shits, that's why we had all them hammers Besides that man, word up man, no wing niggaz around us dog If you ain't a motherfkin friend of mine or friend of ours, you gotta go Niggaz is grimey man, it's D-Block for real man You think these niggaz don't want what we got Fk yeah they want it That shit we be rappin about All that shit we be fkin drivin around, these niggaz is hungry man I got somethin for that belly though

Author: freetrade15842625
Keywords: sheek louch ayo four shots let off black truck sped big shit tryna take motherfkin head hold up man me yall back to the begining know what happend
Added: February 23, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Vince-Gill/Next-Big-Thing- Full Song Lyrics: Things are changin' in the modern world. It makes it kinda crazy for a boy an' girl. An awful lot of noise on the radio. It really don't rock, it really don't roll. Well, a kid'll come along, make the young girls swoon. They all put his picture in their pink bedrooms. They all hail the brand new king. Everybody's waitin' for the next big thing. Big cigars an' diamond rings. Ridin' all around in a limousine. When you finally hit the top, man, you know what that means Well, everybody's ready for the next big thing. For a little while, you can do no wrong. Live it up, son, 'cause it don't last long. There's always somebody a-waitin' in the wings, Thinkin' they're gonna be the next big thing. Big cigars an' diamond rings. Ridin' all around in a limousine. When you finally hit the top, man, you know what that means Well, everybody's ready for the next big thing. I'll get a Camel hat, some real tight jeans. I'll lose a little weight an' get a belly-button ring. You better stand back, I'm a lean machine, yeah: Baby, I'm gonna be the next big thing. Big cigars an' diamond rings. Ridin' all around in a limousine. When you finally hit the top, man, you know what that means Well, everybody's ready for the next big thing. Everybody's ready for the next big thing.

Author: ishys198621106435
Keywords: things are changin in the modern world it makes kinda crazy for boy an girl awful lot of noise on radio really dont rock roll well kidll come
Added: February 23, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Vince-Gill/Workin'-On-A-Big-Chill-/Vince-Gill/Workin-On-A-Big-Chill-/ Full Song Lyrics: Things are changin' in the modern world. It makes it kinda crazy for a boy an' girl. An awful lot of noise on the radio. It really don't rock, it really don't roll. Well, a kid'll come along, make the young girls swoon. They all put his picture in their pink bedrooms. They all hail the brand new king. Everybody's waitin' for the next big thing. Big cigars an' diamond rings. Ridin' all around in a limousine. When you finally hit the top, man, you know what that means Well, everybody's ready for the next big thing. For a little while, you can do no wrong. Live it up, son, 'cause it don't last long. There's always somebody a-waitin' in the wings, Thinkin' they're gonna be the next big thing. Big cigars an' diamond rings. Ridin' all around in a limousine. When you finally hit the top, man, you know what that means Well, everybody's ready for the next big thing. I'll get a Camel hat, some real tight jeans. I'll lose a little weight an' get a belly-button ring. You better stand back, I'm a lean machine, yeah: Baby, I'm gonna be the next big thing. Big cigars an' diamond rings. Ridin' all around in a limousine. When you finally hit the top, man, you know what that means Well, everybody's ready for the next big thing. Everybody's ready for the next big thing.

Author: GENERATOR40104684
Keywords: things are changin in the modern world it makes kinda crazy for boy an girl awful lot of noise on radio really dont rock roll well kidll come
Added: February 23, 2008