Lyrics

Free feat. Faith Evans-Dilemma

2007-12-07T14:28:00.000-08:00

(Verse 1)
I'm at a dilemma
I'm caught between being a friend
And a lover seen as a pretender
Little does he know but he may know soon
I want a cool as Junes, warms as Decembers
Remember every time I'm with him like deja vu
So I seem him twice as much as I say I do
Contemplating one day I do say "I do"
Least that's what I say I do
And it's not so much that he's six foot plus
With looks that give any woman a rush
It ain't hard to see and it never cost me
He opened up his emotional heart for free
And I like that
Even though I'm giving it right back
I wanna give more but I fight that
I tone it down
Maybe later we link
I know what to say but I don't know what he think
I'm at a dilemma

(Chorus-Faith Evans)
Is this just the things I'm going through
Or should I just face the fact that I'm in love with you
So hard to keep on thinking
Oh, I can't take it
Boy you can't deny, you feel it too

(Verse 2)
Day to day always see him in passing
Laughing when the ladies harass him
Gentleman's reaction
Shy and masculine
After which, leaves me in a world passion
Leaving me asking
Can the world see my smile as a frown
Can the world see an eye when I'm down
I front looking away
Feeling sour searching for something sugar to say
I play this out so cerebral
If I say what I feel will he see me as see through
Put a bug in the ear of one of his people
Not sure about that but I'm sure about me
And I'm sure what I want him to know about me
No games, false claims, not a worry about me
And I want so much to show what I mean
At the expense of breaking the rules and seeming a fool and greasy
I'll be easy
I'm at a dilemma

(Chorus-Faith Evans)
Is this just the things I'm going through
Or should I just face the fact that I'm in love with you
So hard to keep on thinking
Oh, I can't take it
Boy you can't deny, you feel it too

(Verse 3)
I know the saying true love is work
If he's eying the skirt
And I'm not getting mad when he flirt
Wanna tell him where he walks ain't worth me skippin'
And show him long trips ain't worth me trippin'
Ride with him, love, cry, hustle, and die with him
By his side should enemies collide with him
A stress reliever with the body massages
I be doing my part to keep his car out of other garages
He's satisfied, I'm content
My body is ready, my mind, give him 90 percent
Hold him down if he's behind with the rent
And I'll be his woman and not an expense
And not with them hens, seducing his mens
Respect and love, I want his so I give it to him
If I speak will he fall
My heart is dialing but my voice won't pick up the call
I'm at a dilemma

(Chorus-Faith Evans)
Is this just the things I'm going through
Or should I just face the fact that I'm in love with you
So hard to keep on thinking
Oh, I can't take it
Boy you can't deny, you feel it too
(Repeat 2X)

I just want you to be my baby, be my lover
If I can't have you next to me, they'll be no other
(Repeat 3X)

Free-Tha One

2007-12-07T13:51:00.000-08:00

(I told y'all it's coming.)

(Verse 1)
Microphone master, I gets busy
Smash in the back of the truck like Missy
But, man, don't be a fool
Stay in your lane, this is grown folks food
I grab the microphone and it's on
Fall in the club, you'd swear I'm a don
'Specially the way the rob fittin' on
Know I'm in the spot when I'm catching me one
When I was young I should have taken Ritalin
But I didn't, so
The result of that is a genius flow
And this is how it go

(Chorus)
'Cause I am the one (one, one, one)
(Repeat 3X)

(You hear me talkin' to you)

(Verse 2)
Who woulda known she'd be gone for this long
Free's in the house with her boots on (boots on)
Laced up and ready for war
You can take sides, you can join me, or
Get demolished, like shoe polish
Yeah, I shine like a brand new dime
Six brick walls couldn't stop this force
Dedicated to the block, of course
I'mma give props when props is due
Know when chick spit, hits like residue
Not brand new, it's veteran style
Place I come from sorta like the eighth mile
Dudes on the corner, just rappin'
Sirens going off, wanna know what happened
Me, I'm just keeping it cool
Taking it back to the old school

(Chorus)
'Cause I am the one (one, one, one)
(Repeat 3X)

(True story, true story)

(Verse 3)
Messed with this dude, he played me so close
Had twenty chicks on dial coast to coast
So many levels he was dead a** wrong
Always wanna fight about putting a condom on
And that sh*t turns me off
I'll move away let a punk go soft
Ladies, beware don't be no fool
He might try to slip it off and that ain't cool
That's attempted murder on a lot of folks, dude
That's the kind a sh*t that's oh so rude
So be careful, don't make the wrong move
'Cause you could end up like dog food

(Chorus)
'Cause I am the one (one, one, one)
(Repeat 3X)

'Cause I am the one (one, one, one)

Free-I Love You

2007-01-13T14:26:00.000-08:00

Free
I Love You
No Album

(Phone ringing)

(Male Voice, Speaking)
Leave me a message, thanks

(Free, Speaking)
Hey, it's me.
I guess you're sleeping.
I was calling because I woke up this morning and I, I had something to tell you.
Don't laugh, but I love you.
I love you.

(Verse 1)
I told all my girls I'd never say it
Swore on my life I wouldn't do it
There wouldn't be no fallin' in love
Listen, I should've put a lid on my dating
But any guy who sacrifice can make it
I'm sure 'nough lookin' stupid
Yes, I said it, I finally feel it for ya

(Chorus)
I (I love ya) love (I love you) you
I love you (I love you)
I (baby) love (ooohhhooo) you
I love you (I love you, baby)

(Verse 2)
I know I said okay when we said that we were just messing around
But I can't help but feel the way that I'm feeling right now
Something 'bout you drives me crazy
Boy what did you do to me
'Cause your love's making me happy, oh baby

(Chorus)
I (I) love (no matter what they say now) you (I'm gonna love you)
I love you (I'm gonna love you)
I (baby, baby) love (you're supposed to be with me) you (ooohh)
I love you (I love you, baby)

(Bridge)
I just wanna rock with you, be with you (I just wanna rock)
You make me so happy, I'm lovin' you
We should be together, I love you
We were meant to be
(Repeat 1X)

(Rap)
I never thought it, never wished, never prayed for this
Me and you just *****, this chemistry we made for this
Pillow talks, long walks, you and me holding hands
That's why I got no problem asking you to be my man
Willing to set down my foolish pride
Eat the smaller piece of meat and play the passenger's side
I got no problem submitting
Long as you're listening
Long stroking, I ain't trippin'

(Chorus 1X)
I (I) love (no matter what they say now) you (I'm gonna love you)
I love you (I'm gonna love you)
I (baby, baby) love (you're supposed to be with me) you (ooohh)
I love you (I love you, baby)

(Bridge 2X)
I just wanna rock with you, be with you (I just wanna rock)
You make me so happy, I'm lovin' you
We should be together, I love you
We were meant to be

Ashanti feat. Free-Focus (Remix)

2006-01-28T16:26:00.000-08:00

Ashanti feat. Free
Focus (Remix)
Collectables By Ashanti

I'm focused man
Yo Free why don't you holla at me maaaaan

(Free)
Now who else but me slim waist with that swag
Get on G-5 planes and fly fast
If it ain't cheese nor cake, I'm not there
I've been on TV straight for 5 years
Let's keep it real I can't lie to y'all
My eyes are now something like binoculars
You put a dollar in my hand I'm apart of any plan
I'm focused y'all n*ggas need to holla at me maaaaan

(Verse 1, Ashanti)
He use to touch me, love me, hug me, kiss me, hold me everyday
I never thought that I'd be finding out that you gave your love away
Now how do you expect for me to stay, wake up everyday with this on the brain
So I'mma say thanks
And I'mma be on my way

(Chorus)
Now I've got my head right
I can finally say good bye to all the lies, and the lonely nights
So focused

Now I've made up my mind
You were just a waste of time but now I'm fine
'Cause I'm focused you out of my life

I'm focused now (I'm so focused now, I'm so focused now)
I'm focused now (I'm so focused now, I'm so focused now)

(Verse 2)
I never thought that you would treat me like I'm just another girl (just another girl)
Thought I was something to you, something new
It's me and you against the world
But now I see this wasn't nothing real
Just another game tryna play the field
So I'mma let go
And I'mma move on my own

(Chorus)
Now I've got my head right
I can finally say good bye to all the lies, and the lonely nights
So focused

Now I've made up my mind
You were just a waste of time but now I'm fine
'Cause I'm focused you're out of my life

I'm focused now (I'm so focused now, I'm so focused now)
I'm focused now (I'm so focused now, I'm so focused now)

(Bridge)
Not concerned about what nobody else gotta say
Just do what you do 'cause they're gonna talk anyway (yeah)
Just stick with what you do but remember to
Do it just for you
So don't even waste your time
Keep it out your mind
And stay on your grind

(Free)
Now y'all should already know that I'm focused
So listen boy don't tempt me
That 4 door Bentley is oh so pretty
They call me a gorilla when I'm on my grizzly
And I don't need an army to be all I can be
Last seen, cover of KING by the way
Name's Free, but y'all still gotta pay
And those ones I'm making, it just explains that I'm focused
And that's an understatement
And I don't know what someone was thinking
If I'm not mistaken I heard his little heart was aching
He ain't sleeping the same, the beeper done changed
You dead n*gga, the reaper done came
So now sad nights but we can have a bed fight
If the head's right, Free be there every night
Do what you supposed to do playa, I'll coach you
'Cause I'm so focused, n*gga I'm bifocal

(Chorus)
Now I've got my head right
I can finally say good bye to all the lies, and the lonely nights
So focused

Now I've made up my mind
You were just a waste of time but now I'm fine
'Cause I'm focused you're out of my life

I'm focused now (I'm so focused now, I'm so focused now)
I'm focused now (I'm so focused now, I'm so focused now)

Free-Caught Up

2006-01-28T16:22:00.000-08:00

Free
Caught Up
BET Awards '05 Mixtape

I was 'bout to leave and I recall this look was in your eyes
So close to me, your body heat
Boy you got me hypnotized
You said these words come home with me, you're tired of just being friends
You led the way and I followed you
Now in your bed we lay

(Chorus)
My sweat pants are off, your hands 'round my waist
I'm 'bout to be yours, your kissing my face
My baby blue thongs are blocking you
Boy, let me take them off for you

I'm caught up over you
Oooh baby, shoo da doop
I'm caught up over you
You, you baby, you you baby

(Verse 2)
The very next day I opened my eyes and my forehead you kissed
Not sure, but sure no one before ever made me feel like this
You said the words I needed to hear
You hold my body so sincere
But if loving you right is making this wrong
Then why are we here, my conscious is gone
And how do I claim to be so free and want someone so selfishly

(Chorus)
My sweat pants are off, your hands 'round my waist
I'm 'bout to be yours, your kissing my face
My baby blue thongs are blocking you
Boy, let me take them off for you

I'm caught up over you
Oooh baby, shoo da doop
I'm caught up over you
Over you, I'm caught up over you

I'm caught up over you
Oooh baby, shoo da doop
I'm caught up over you
You, you, you, you, you, you, you

Ying Yang Twins-Wait (Remix)

2006-01-28T16:21:00.000-08:00

Ying Yang Twins feat. Lil' Scrappy, Free, Busta Rhymes, and Missy Elliot
Wait (Remix)
U.S.A

Collipark
Violator
Remix, Free
Remix, Busta Bus
Missy,
Lil' Scrappy, let's go

(Verse 1, Lil' Scrappy)
Hey shorty, I like the way you a** it up
Im only whispering 'cause I'm just tryna to f**k
Ooh, go 'head move that a**
Give a G a chance and let me clog the gap in your pants
I can tell you a freak by the way that you dance
Yeah, a tripple A mag
I'm a grown man
You heard me, you f**king with a grown man
Hold your legs up baby, scream my name like a fan
Shhh...you ain't got nothing to say
Hold on lil' baby, o-kk-ay
Some say I'm wrong for f**king a n*gga b*tch
The same n*ggas'll do the same sh*t
Suck my d*ck quick
Getting me rich quick
Take this good a** thugging and help the nice d*ck
I'm icey like Gouchie
I'm busting an oosie,
Go on in the p**sy, I dont f**k with the booty
When I'm in the bed, still carry my tooly
Do the Paris Hilton and make a porno movie
I'm groovy, like muthaf**king Austin
Look at all the D bras and draws that I'm dropping

(Chorus)
This is the Wait remix,
This is the Wait remix,
Hey Girl
This is the Wait remix,
'Cause you couldn't get enough,
Like Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam
Couldnt get enough
Couldn't Get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Yo Free

(Verse 2, Free)
Hey how you doing little dirty, let me whisper in your ear
Tell you some sh*t you might like to hear
I got a nice little pu**y and my a** poke out
Automatically, I can ride a d*ck, no doubt
I'm known for getting all the haters mad
I can go slow but go crazy fast
I give amazing head
Backside a lil' softer than a baby's a**
Now that's wild soft
I'll let a rich n*gga hit it on his golf course
I got a young dude open, but that was my fault
I let him see me in my bra and in my boy shorts
Now for the freaks in here it's the remix
Putting it down with the Ying Yang Twins
But last night I fell in love with an O.G.
He crept up on me
And this was he told me
He said

(Chorus)
This is the Wait remix,
This is the Wait remix,
Hey Girl
This is the Wait remix,
'Cause you couldn't get enough,
Like Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam
Couldnt get enough
Couldn't Get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Busta Buss, baby
Let me holla at you, shorty

(Verse 3, Busta Rhymes)
Before I put my cup on yo a**
You looking I could park my truck on yo a**
Shorty you should go ahead and clap that sh*t
With yo big a** making me wanna slap that sh*t
You know what, jump in my ride and let's slide
I'mma beat up the puddy and cook it with a fish filet fry
Now it's time to make you open wide
Like a diamond f**k like you aint got no pride
I love it hard, I take you and Alana outside,
F**k you off the edge of the bed landslide
That's right
The way you freaky I wanna hang glide
All on your edge you trying to give me head in my ride
Shhh, wait, chill, shhh, quiet,
Let me finish telling you what's going on, okay
The way you like to do it we can f**k to the song
And I'mma beat the pu**y up 'til it's time to get gone
And before I can end what I was saying she was tryin to put me onto to her friend
I told her bring her, I'm warning you i once that said,
Wait 'til the both of you see my d*ck.

(Chorus)
This is the Wait remix,
This is the Wait remix,
Hey Girl
This is the Wait remix,
'Cause you couldn't get enough,
Like Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam
Couldnt get enough
Couldn't Get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough

(Verse 4, Missy Elliot)
When I get up on the track I'mma talk a lot a sh*t
Been around the world, I been seen plenty d*cks
Small ones, medium, grande baby
One minute, two minute, no way baby
Eat the nookie up, or eat the cookie
I put the sugar on his tounge and that'll shut him up
I take my clothes down like it's going down, like a show down
Show him I can go for 12 rounds on the cold ground
Hey n*gga let me slow it down
Like a stripper on the pole, I can role it 'round
Now who that there wanna tear the nookie u,
You better pull out your cash and put more then 50 up
'Cause this here chick ain't 'gon let you beat it up
You beter pull out your cash and put more then 50 up

Wait 'til you taste my
Wait 'til you taste my
Wait 'til you taste my
Wait 'til you taste my
You 'gon love this good stuff

Talib Kweli feat. Free-Ghetto Love

2006-01-28T16:20:00.000-08:00

Talib Kweli feat. Free
Ghetto Love
The Beautiful Mix CD

Talib Kweli, BK MC, The Beautiful Struggle on the way
I can't wait, y'all n*ggas and Sleepy Brown
Yo Free

(Chours, Free)
I'm headin' to the club and I'm lookin' for something
Ain't puttin' on this pink dress in here for nothing
I'm whispering in your ear, boy I hope your receiving
I'm 'bout to share all my secrets, tell you things I'll be needing
I'm a grown a** woman boy
You gotta show me, let me know
Give me love make me believe, I'm all that you need
Leave them hoes out in the street
I don't wanna have to bring the heat
If you ain't ready to roll, leave me alone

'Cause all we really want is love
And all we really need is love
Ain't asking for too much
Just respect and love
All we really need is ghetto love

(Verse 1, Talib Kweli)
Friends turn into lovers after drinks
You hit it in the crib, she left her eyelash on the sink
Your girl madder than the pink I splashed on her mink
'Cause you gotta bad habit of acting before you think, wow
Soon as you see them out, you know what they be about
Looking for a n*gga people read about
You lead 'em out the club, let 'em see the house
Lead 'em to the couch
Now he got 'em so open all he wanna do is eat 'em out
She's way hotter than 8 shots straight vodka
You play the proper spots then you may spot her
Wisk by the velvet rope
Legs longer than Mariah held a note
Got you seeing stars without a telescope
Do she sell it, nope, on second thought maybe she do
Go to school and got a baby or two
Now she got you wondering if your relationship's through
Listening to Curtis Mayfield's "Make It To You"

(Verse 2, Free)
Listen boy if you wanna act up, then listen
We can both act up
I've been tryna be real with you
But you keep coming with the drama, I can't deal with you
It's the little sh*t, let me know you're late
Keep the D rock hard, make sure I'm straight
I don't ask for much got a J-O-B
My own dreams, but things ain't always what they seem
I thought you had me baby
From the back to the front thought I was your baby
But once I gave in you started acting shady
Started acting crazy, don't wanna be your lady
No more
Now all you got is memories of me on all fours
The back of me heading out of your front door
You can't blame the seasons, I told you that's what I was needing

(Chours, Free)
I'm headin' to the club and I'm lookin' for something
Ain't puttin' on this pink dress in here for nothing
I'm whispering in your ear, boy I hope your receiving
I'm 'bout to share all my secrets, tell you things I'll be needing
I'm a grown a** woman boy
You gotta show me, let me know
Give me love make me believe, I'm all that you need
Leave them hoes out in the street
I don't wanna have to bring the heat
If you ain't ready to roll, leave me alone

'Cause all we really want is love
And all we really need is love
Ain't asking for too much
Just respect and love
All we really need is ghetto love

Talib Kweli in the place to be
With my homegirl Free

Tweet feat. Free-Shook Up

2006-01-28T16:18:00.000-08:00

Tweet feat. Free
Shook Up
It's Me Again

(Intro)
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Shook up, Shook up, Shook Up

Ooh
Ooh
Listen, it’s something like dynamite
Oow!

(Verse 1, Tweet)
This morning (I Cried)
Had a good feeling (Inside)
Exceptional emotion (That’s why)
I gave him my devotion

He turns the lights off and loves my body
Natural feeling, I can’t describe it
What a relationship, so contagious
He gives me all I want, that’s why I’m faded
Shook Up

(Chorus)
How can I make it through the day
In love with you
How am I supposed to do everything
When I’m shook up, shook up, shook up

How can I make it through the day
In love with you
How am I supposed to do everything
Everything, you are my everything

(Verse 2, Tweet)
Can’t fight the feelin' (Inside)
Lovin’ what I’m seein’ (Your mine)
The way your touchin’ my body, babe (Feels right)
Don’t stop makin’ me fantasize

He turns the lights off and loves my body
Natural feeling, I can’t describe it
What a relationship, so contagious
He gives me all I want, that’s why I’m faded
Shook Up

(Chorus)
How can I make it through the day
In love with you
How am I supposed to do everything
When I’m shook up, shook up, shook up

How can I make it through the day
In love with you
How am I supposed to do everything
Everything, you are my everything

[Rap, Free]
Keep a G on stash
No, I don’t mean cash
Let him know you gotta be so bad
Maintain your protein like amino ac
Make your boat fiend, show 'em it’s your scene
Sex like heroin, clothes is morphine
For sure he approaching the jokes that most dream
You ain't gotta do everything
You could keep him in pocket, have him going through change
He say he won’t, but be patient, he frontin’

Nice and stuntin’ and thumpin’, your boy moanin’ and gruntin’
And all the while your laughin’ how he say he won’t
Turn the tables, keep him spinnin’ like spree’s, please
Keep him tamed, complain’ you won’t change
Emotionally, coast is me,
I’m a G.M., playa, no coachin’ me

(Chorus)
How can I make it through the day
In love with you
How am I supposed to do everything
When I’m shook up, shook up, shook up

How can I make it through the day
In love with you
How am I supposed to do everything
Everything, you are my everything

Free-Call Me

2006-01-28T16:16:00.002-08:00

Free
Call Me
Free's World

You say you need a little love in your life
You still playing a thug
Stop kidding, you ain't ready to wife
Calm down, it's all right
I ain't looking for rings, I ain't all in your pockets and things
No suggestions, no ad-vice
Mobility, Free is right
I'll be what you like
If my G is tight
Then react if it's me that you like

Walk with me, see the sights
Talk with me, see if it's right
My phone number, you know what to do
I did me now it's up to you

(Chorus)
Oooh baby, Ba ba ba ba ba
Maybe you should call me
Oooh baby, Ba ba ba ba ba
Maybe you should call me
(Verse 2)
I know you looking for something you can mack with
Laugh with, no need to put on an act with
Some tactic to a flow, so low with it
She Donnie Broscoe
And I know, it's hard to conceive of
Like how the f**k she know what I'm in need of
But baby I'm paying attention
I'm focused since this is all an addiction

Walk with me, see the sights
Talk with me, see if it's right
My phone number, you know what to do
I did me now it's up to you

(Chorus)
Oooh baby, Ba ba ba ba ba
Maybe you should call me
Oooh baby, Ba ba ba ba ba
Maybe you should call me

(Verse 3)
Don't think about after the fact
Live for the moment that's where the game's at
I learned my lesson the hard way
We ain't promised tomorrow, that's just God's way
But we can be friends
Add some vision to your life, I'll be your contact lense
Are you trying to roll
Should I put these other cats on hold
Talk to me

Walk with me, see the sights
Talk with me, see if it's right
My phone number, you know what to do
I did me now it's up to you, call me

(Chorus)
Oooh baby, Ba ba ba ba ba
Maybe you should call me
Oooh baby, Ba ba ba ba ba
Maybe you should call me

Free feat. Beanie Sigel-Wonder Why

2006-01-28T16:16:00.001-08:00

Free feat. Beanie Sigel
Wonder Why
Free's World

Yeah, yeah you wonder why
This some real laid back sh*t right here

(Verse 1)
You wonder why when you look in her eyes you know she's been through the same struggle
Came up out the same bubble, runnin' the same hustle
You see me spinning, got World Series game, I'm just in the first inning and
You wonder why you can't keep your eyes off her
She's down near, touch her heartbeat, it'll make you softer
She keeps the faith away
And ain't afraid to walk down the path he lays
And you wonder why she's hungry for the studyin' the lessons that the teacher taught
Even though he had to bail
I'm still taking over this, swear on my last kiss there ain't nothin' over this
You wonder why now she's sitting at tables
Eating dollar deals with hurt name on the labels
Still her favorite book remains Eastside Fables
She don't trust none of these Clark Gables, yeah

(Chorus)
You wonder why we do the things we do
If you ain't lookin' out for us, we ain't lookin' out for you
It's not a game only the strong survive
You wonder why, oh why

(Verse 2, Beanie Sigel)
You wonder why we make songs cry
Like daddy where you been, mommy dry your eyes
And why we write songs like, this can't be real, this can't be life
But yet it's still somehow, someway
Someway, someday, sh*t 'gon be all right
But that ain't reality
Mommy why you lie to me
Daddy ain't come home, why we ain't hit the lottery
Grams still praying, I can still hear her saying
Uncle Sam took the salary
And he ain't evena child of me
Sh*t, all this sh*t inside of me
Gotta get it outta me, long as mommy's proud of me
Ma, Cole, Elise I'm here
Evan, Ty, Sy, I'm here
Dame, then Pop, they here
Sh*t, remincising, man Eve ain't never lied to me
They wonder why thugs cry, it's reality

(Chorus)
You wonder why we do the things we do
If you ain't lookin' out for us, we ain't lookin' out for you
It's not a game only the strong survive
You wonder why, oh why

(Verse 3, Free)
I come from the streets where only we understand the language
4 Corners, Mattapan, Roxbury, I feel your anguish
Know what it mean to be broke and alone
Them turning off the phone
Then your car get a flat (f**king hoopty)
Look where the f**k I'm at
Back in my subsidize
No bed, no microwave
Just me and this Kraft Mac and Cheese I made
Peanut butter and jelly on a struggle
With a glass of milk if he really loves you
I know y'all is feelin' me
My n*ggas in the hood, know you feelin' me
I got blocks that's relating
At 6 o'clock there ain't no time for channel debatin'
Ms. F-R-E-E, Ms. I'm about getting this cheese
Watch

(Chorus)
You wonder why we do the things we do
If you ain't lookin' out for us, we ain't lookin' out for you
It's not a game only the strong survive
You wonder why, oh why

It's not a game, come on

Free-Gotta Leave, Gotta Go

2006-01-28T16:16:00.000-08:00

Free
Gotta Leave, Gotta Go
Free's World

(Verse 1)
You give him all your love and all your time
Still he takes for granted your heart, soul, and mind
He's insensitive and you can't stand it
Want respect girl you gotta demand it
For all those times he made you cry
Gotta stand your ground, time to say goodbye girl

(Chorus)(2X)
You gotta leave, you gotta bounce, you gotta go
'Cause this love don't want you no more
You did you now it's time I to do me
Pack your bags let me be free

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

(Verse 2)
It's not your fault don't let it get you down
Don't waste your time on thinking he's gonna come around
'Cause 85% of these n*ggas don't
And 85% of these n*ggas won't
Treat you like the queen you are
Know that your a shining star and he's gotta leave

(Chorus)(2X)
You gotta leave, you gotta bounce, you gotta go
'Cause this love don't want you no more
You did you now it's time I to do me
Pack your bags let me be free

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

(Rap)
I'm just clearing my thougts, driving doing 85 on the Westside
Blasting No More Drama by J. Blige, say bye
I really think it's 'bout time you step
Ain't in the biz of keeping n*ggas that don't wanna be kept
You took advantage of a sweet girl, cook you the best eats girl
Run your bath, massage your feets girl
Now I'm the heat totin' beat girl
Blocks the relationship, now I hate this sh*t
15 to 25 on some plain and sh*t
Ladies, y'all got a choice, don't take his sh*t
Fellas, the A game, short of that is lame
Short of that, and that n*gga in the mirror's to blame
You gotta go

(Chorus)(2X)
You gotta leave, you gotta bounce, you gotta go
'Cause this love don't want you no more
You did you now it's time I to do me
Pack your bags let me be free

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Beyonce-Fighting Temptation

2006-01-28T16:14:00.000-08:00

Beyonce feat. Missy Elliot, Free, and MC Lyte
Fighting Temptation
Fighting Temptation Soundtrack

(Intro, Beyonce)
Fighting temptation

(Missy)
Yo Beyonce, Free, MC Lyte, y'all ready
Let's put it down for the clubs

(Beyonce, Missy, Free, MC Lyte)
Ladies! Hey, we got that beat that makes you jump
To my fellas! Whoo, y'all got them cars the ladies love
Party people! Yeah, we gonna party all night
And let yo soul, work! Let your soul keep on working out

(Verse 1, Missy)
I'm the type of chick, who be fighting temptation
Make you wait before we have a relation
Playboy, holla at me later
Don't you know I'm managed by Violator
(They shootin') I'm exterminator
I look good so hate me hater
Me and my girls drinkin', where's the waiter
Cheating guys, I already played ya
Ladies night don't suffocate us
If you touch us, we gonna altercation
Warn Missy, you's impersonator
I got so much ice, I even scare Jacob
(Beyonce, MC Lyte, and Free)
(Missy, put it down on da beat)
Party people, it's good sensation
We gonna show you how to fight temptation

(Chorus, Beyonce)
I'm just fighting temptation
Gotta get full control
Yet it's very tempting when you ask to take me home
I know you want my love
I don't think the time is right
Call when I'm ready, but it won't be tonight

(Free)
We in the club, Free gully no doubt
See this real deal playa, staring dead at my mouth
He got his crew but I got mine too
Send a note to my table like what you 'gon do
Eye game got him spreadin' me out
In my ear dry tears, how he left his spouse
And oh, the nice cars and impressive house
He wanna to run up in, I ain't no regular route
Me and the girls, we ain't stressin' out
We ain't birds, we ain't headin' south
Them one nighters, that's sad and doubt
That little talk on the creep, what you said is out
I gets cheddar, to help me do whatever
No beef with Dennis Edwards, but I fight temptation
I'm not sayin' I don't like temptation
I'm just lookin' for the right temptation, you know

(Chorus, Beyonce)
I'm just fighting temptation
Gotta get full control
Yet it's very tempting when you ask to take me home
I know you want my love
I don't think the time is right
Call when I'm ready, but it won't be tonight

(Verse 3, MC Lyte)
Yeah, party liked I never partyed before
I hit the door, all the dudes hit the floor
Sweet, they messin' wit the brown sugar queen
Fightin' temptation, like Laila Ali
With the 1, 2, let me show you what the hon' do
When I come through, wit the butta dip crew
Now show me that you got my back
Love me from where you at
I got eyes up over my shoulder
If you should decide to get closer
Well then this dance is straight over
I'm gone and Missy's Testaroasa
Be cool, that's what Free say
B say keep it clean but give them lee way
All I know it's a crazy sensation
You fine, but I'm fighting temptation

(Chorus, Beyonce)
I'm just fighting temptation
Gotta get full control
Yet it's very tempting when you ask to take me home
I know you want my love
I don't think the time is right
Call when I'm ready, but it won't be tonight

(Outro)
Wooooooo
(We goin' show you how to fight temptation)
My love, yeah
{I'm jus' lookin for the right temptation}
Wooooo, yeah, yeah, yeah (We goin' show you how to fight temptation)
{I'm jus' lookin for da right temptation}
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woooooo

W-w-what you gonna do (Hoo-hoo)
W-w-what you gonna do (Hoo-hoo)
W-w-what you gonna do (Hoo-hoo)

Lil' Mo feat. Free-21 Answers

2006-01-28T16:12:00.000-08:00

Lil' Mo feat. Free
21 Answers
Meet The Girl Next Door

New York City
You are now rockin' with DJ Enuff
This is Midi Mafia
We made the original, here's the remix

'Cause I just wanna chill and take a ride
Shot gun in your 7-45
Oh baby you know I got your back
And I need to feel you next to me
We got a baby and you know that I
Would have another, man I want your child
Sometimes I really wanna cry, 'cause the love is so good

(Chorus)
Boy, if you really love me now
Can we walk down the aisle
'Cause you, know I'm gonna hold you down
'Cause when you was down and out
I was still around
You gettin' money now, but I still got love for you

(Verse 2)
If you fell off tomorrow you could stay at my crib
If you didn't smell so good, I still would have your kid
If you got locked up, I'd put money on ur books
I'd marry you through congical visits and it'd be off the hook
You could still keep the hoopty, if you couldn't cop a Benz
Boy I'd never dip out, like some of your friends
If the boys try to get you, I'd be by your side
You might flee if I'm set it off and you know I'll ride
If you gotta peel a cap baby, do it papi
And if a chick wanna a piece of me, I know you got me
You have to work at Mickey D's or Burger King
I'd be there for you, 'cause I know we gotta eat
I ain't got too many friends, you know that
If you use your tongue, baby I'll behave
You know I don't drink 'cause I wanna have your baby
'Cause I'm your girl and them other chicks is maybe

(Chorus)
Boy, if you really love me now
Can we walk down the aisle
'Cause you, know I'm gonna hold you down
'Cause when you was down and out
I was still around
You gettin' money now, but I still got love for you

(Rap, Free)
Remember, 2 cups in the the cabin, the 20 bucks we cabbin'
It's stomach growlin' on the train we catchin' it
We hot for it, never got bored
Kept the 4 in the top drawer in case the belligerent popped off
We had love before the Benz top popped off
We held it down like we not sure
Didn't I choose to be with you exclusively
Just before what's her name was a used to be
Took you home got used to me
Got glued to you, no other dudes to see
I'm a honey with an onion got food to eat
Got money no concern for your wrist sonny
I'm a no risk sonny
Simply unpredictable
Ain't it a trip we fell now it's trips in fall
You got a rider since you said to me
The best thing in life is Free

(Bridge)(2X)
If you only knew how I feel
Boy you would know that my love is for real
21 answers to the questions you got
I'll always love you if you got money or not

(Chorus)
Boy, if you really love me now
Can we walk down the aisle
'Cause you, know I'm gonna hold you down
'Cause when you was down and out
I was still around
You gettin' money now, but I still got love for you

Wyclef Jean-Da Cypha

2006-01-28T16:08:00.000-08:00

Wyclef Jean feat. Hope, Supreme C, and Free
Da Cypha
Ecleftic 2 Sides II A Book

Intro:
Yo 1, 2, 1, 2
The clef is back with some adjustments
Refugee camp
(Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up)
Yo, you see them refugees right there, they going in the car

(Chorus)
Woowoowoowoowoo
Keys they goin in the trunk
Woowoowoowoowoo
Fiends they don't give a uh

(Verse 1, Hope)
And flex couldn't save you even if he dropped a bomb in this
You still gon be found in a ditch
My name should be Robin Banks the way I be robbin' banks
I'm a fiend for the S-500 I want it
Used to stay high and blunted, but all that had to stop
Chick like me be chasin after cops
And they don't stop at my block after the Diallo shootin
Soldiers in waiting, marksmen recruiting
Saluting, thug confederates, rhyme and reason
Time and treating, air force one we leaving
Panama red, holdin 52 hands for ransom
My man Johnny Handsome, itching to cancel 'em
I'm like hold up, wait a minute, let's get down to buisness
We could shoot up everything soon as the deal is finished
Blah, blah, I got two hours to kill
We want like 5 mil in a private jet so peel

(Verse 2, Supreme C)
Supreme C been after mean figures, ask my lil' n*gga
Since back in the days, before he was raised
Ain't nobody putting fear in my heart, who need a jumpstart
My art sharp, shoot your posse apart
N*gga take you on one by one, gun by gun
Son by son, done by done
Whoever come murder fest, one of the best
I'm getting assets, collect a** bets, squat by your address
I come to kick it with you, walk beans stickin with you
Why try to hide from accomplice vibe
Yo we break bread, break heads, my people shake feds
Gamble and scramble, "F" what your man do
It's all about this huslting game, muscle and fame
Tussels in rain, take aim, blush you with game
My language is unexplainable, switch, changeable
And I stay remaindable, with bigger guns aimed at you

(Chorus)
Woowoowoowoowoo
Keys they goin in the trunk
Woowoowoowoowoo
Fiends they don't give a uh

(Verse 3, Free)
I run up in da cypha heavily armed with endless bars of metaphoric harm
A python with poisonous charm, extending my arm
Pushing figures way to the back
Out of your reach, excessive like fatal attract
Freeze, a renegade bar stroke, an ace of spades
I'll kiss you with a blade when I think I'm getting played
Made woman, you never in bed with the same woman
You say you want it, you don't wanna see the omen
When my sixth sense start flowing I bless like holy water
I don't wanna die 'cause i'm my daddy's only daughter
But yo, sometimes I see the writing on the wall
You know the ghetto testaments, the shootouts, the brawls
Close frames in the hall, will you stand or will you fall
Your whole click is on the run now would you tell it all
About the night shifters, me, I'mma cypher drifter
My 16 bars is up so peace to the mixes

(Chorus)
Woowoowoowoowoo
Keys they goin in the trunk
Woowoowoowoowoo
Fiends they don't give a uh

(Verse 4, Wyclef)
October 31st I was standing by the sour
These thugs don't wanna talk
They want these pumas I just bought
Fresh outta school, picked on 'cause I'm bilingual
I barely spoke English but the gun language was universal
Ran in the grocery store, spoke to Gabriel
He said, you have problems, here's a feezy from Israel
Ran back outside, just before I could say... another homicide
Threw the biscuit in the bushes running like Jesse Owens
Police showed up, but I was nowhere in existence
Back in the crib
Thinking about what I just did
I'mma police of defense but I'm bound to catch this bid
My hypothesis was right, they knocked the door, homie
Like a super in the projects wanting rent money
Just when I thought I get my life straight in the states
Is when I found myself climbing down the fire escape
Bodies found in Virginia under the dumpsters, no
18 shell cases in front of the grocery sto'
Flee the scene of the crime before y'all kick the door
No your honor that must be some old rhyme that I wrote
And lyrics sometime man they misinterpretate it
For example when I say gun I mean my pen and paper
And everytime I wave and spit, the crowd jump
'Cause I'm still digital underground like "humpty hump"
Feel the funk comin through your elephant trunks
I ain't even kriss kross my clothes yet
And yet y'all wanna "jump, jump" in da cypha, "jump, jump"
You in da cypha

(Chorus)
Woowoowoowoowoo
Keys they goin in the trunk
Woowoowoowoowoo
Fiends they don't give a uh

(Outro)
Stay in the house when you hear
Woowoowoowoowoo
It means the murder's outside you hear
Woowoowoowoowoo
Where the real killers at you hear
Woowoowoowoowoo
Honey who chill with the gats you hear
Woowoowoowoowoo
Yo don't talk crap man
Woowoowoowoowoo
Just 'cause your girl's with you man
Woowoowoowoowoo
'Cause both of y'all gon go man
Woowoowoowoowoo
To a place where no man knows man
Woowoowoowoowoo
Femme Fatale, Hope
Woowoowoowoowoo
Supreme c, kinda dope
Woowoowoowoowoo
Marie Antoinette in the back with the techs
Woowoowoowoowoo
Y'all know the flavor, Refugee Camp
Woowoowoowoowoo

Pras feat. Free and Canibus-Can't Stop The Shining

2006-01-28T16:06:00.000-08:00

Pras feat. Free and Canibus
Can't Stop The Shining
Ghetto Superstar

(Verse 1, Free)
Your minutemen don't stand a chance inside mi casa
Even with viagra disband god no may I say nada
I used to be naive and dress fresh when I was small
Now I line these n*ggas up against the wall and grab they balls
I like to hear the tone of their voice when it's high pitch
It's the only way to seperate the mens from the b*tch
The loyal from the snitch, I dig a ditch when they twitch
Bring 'em to their knees no higher than my hem stitch
You trying to verbal me you bound to end up voice lift
You wanna change your plea but now your a** is choiceless
I illuminate the atmosphere a million watts strong
Before Free like BC your night was weeks long
You can't stop my shine, my state of being's too sublime
Too refined, too significant to be defined
I've got a round and automatic for you mortals out of line
See I'm your worst nightmare, I'm striking in the daytime
What

(Chorus)
You can't stop the shining
You wanna stop the shining
Can't stop the shining
You wanna stop the shining

(Verse 2, Pras)
Hey yo
My subject matters travels in three different states
Gas, liquid, solid
Accelerate your heart rate
I duplicate the sound god makes when he farts in space
Make you say
Them cats say I'm wicked
The way I just kick it
The man for the 150, too scientific
For you to come and get it
Won't you just quit it
Stop all the gimmick, bust it
Hey yo, peep it
Suck the blood out of you diagnose you an enemic
Hundred miles runnin', hundred shots gunnin'
Ha I just got your catch, yeah you can keep runnin'
The impact of the rush will leave you decapitated
None reinstated
Your style's been deflated
You won't quite make it, Dirty Cash just invaded, yeah
I know you prayed for my downfall
Curse all you cats whose down with Babylon
You Babylon I'll battle you unto the break of dawn
Or better yet 'til we can identify flying aliens
Well I'll be smooth sailing, all you chameleons
Mortal beings, what
Pure earthlings, yeah
Traveling through the bowels of Brooklyn blood as a hallogen
Standing on Flatbush hollering with my hooligans
Unify my styles like the Russian and the
I'm platinum plus and you're silver still and.

(Chorus)
You can't stop the shining
You wanna stop the shining
Can't stop the shining
You wanna stop the shining

(Verse 3, Canibus)
Yo, my power to weight ratio makes it capable
for me to carry hundred thousand pound boast radios
F**kin' with the Can-I is like stepping on a live land mine behind enemy lines
Military paratroops with camouflage parachutes in flight suits and boots landing on your roof
Eliminate the target is the prime objective
I create psychic walls harder than cement is
Nobody enters, nobody exits
I wreck sh*t with methods, electric like the Pentagon's fences
MC's with the hype-nitis disease are like crack fiends with the hepatitis B vaccine
Navy Seal team make a b*tch scream
Make 'em suck a d*ck dipped in vaginal cream
'Cause you mothaf**kers ain't worth the earth that you walk on
You ain't worth the paper plates prisoners eat pork on
Mothaf**kers
Rip Rock part two
Yeah, so what the f**k you wanna do

(Chorus)
You can't stop the shining
You wanna stop the shining
Can't stop the shining
You wanna stop the shining

Canibus feat. Free and Pras-Patriots

2006-01-28T16:04:00.000-08:00

Canibus feat. Free and Pras
Patriots
Can-I-Bus

(Verse 1, Canibus)
I make your b*tch crew sh*t stools
I put a pistol in your mouth to pull
Then I feed you to the pit bulls
Don't even talk about guns
The only 9 you got is a 5 dollar bill and 4 ones
So I don't give a f**k what none of y'all n*ggas say
'Cause anything that can't penetrate ricochets
Rhyming with me on a record
You might as well have died and went to hell instead of heaven
'Cause my rhyme weapon
Is like a medieval torture method
Your 4 limbs tied to four horses all pulling in different directions
In this profession I get busy without a question
Seeing me is like seeing a vampire's reflection
Fast or slow flows connect like electrodes
I make cassette tape decks blow when I'm in wreck mode
Explode leaving areas abandoned
With more radiation behind than spots U.F.O.S landed in

Pras: Is that all soldier?
Canibus: Yes, sir!
Pras: Is there anything you need?
Canibus: No, sir!
Pras: Report back to me before the briefing. At ease!

Canibus: Are you a Navy Seal?
Free: Yes, sir!
Canibus: Then say it like you mean it. Tell them who Free from the Navy Seal
Team is.

(Verse 2, Free)
Free be the one rocking sh*t
Special operatives
Specializing in weapons diagnostic
My survival tactics be drastic
Like Rambo I'm straggling n*ggas with my bow and arrow elastic
Whoever said you couldn't be 5 feet and thoroughbred
Never witnessed the cerebal cortex in my head
How many gigabytes does your hard drive hold
Or does your hard drive fold once the signal hits the node
Beyond mission control the theory behind your thought
Marie Antoinette, behead me, I still rock
While you choke and suffocate off your own testosterone
I'm known to breaking levels down to the values unknown
A specimen with extraterrestrial estrogen
Kick your intestines in
Sell your testicles to Mexicans
I bring the force like a nutcracker
Annihilate rhyme hackers
Navy Seal linebacker
The last set of pits remain unclaimed
So if you buck against Free you better tattoo your name on your teeth
I disintegrate those that oppose
Disintegrate hoes with they a**holes in they nose
I suppose you wanna run your mouth like casinette
I put b*tch n*ggas to rest in a b*tch bassinet

Canibus: Is that all soldier?
Free: Yes, sir!
Canibus: Is there anything you need?
Free: Sir!
Canibus: Report back to me after the briefing. At ease!

(Verse 3, Canibus)
Are you a patriot?
Sir, yes sir!
Then say it like you mean it!
Tell them who Canibus from the Navy Seal Team is!

I'm the meanest muthaf**ker on this whole Navy Seal team
And I can kill anything if it bleeds or breathes
Calling all b*tch a** n*ggas and b*tch a** b*tches
I got a howitzer bigger than any 4/5 is
Rapping is a raw business
But as an individual I'm as different as anybody's fingerprint is
And foreign is a form of the antonym
Put me in the same category you would put Marilyn Manson in
Bugging like a satanic evangelist
Jogging butt-naked down Sunset Boulevard in Los Angeles
Every MC in your crew will get ruined or wounded
You talk the bullsh*t and you too scared to do sh*t
I'm the type of nigga that will prove it
Produce sh*t
I spent so much time in the studio I had to move in
A soldier, who his practices West Indian opia
I can drink the poison from a king cobra
'Cause long after y'all are dead and gone
I'll survive the nuclear holocaust like a roach

Pras: Is that all soldier?
Canibus: Sir, yes sir!
Pras: Is there anything you need?
Canibus: No, sir!
Pras: Report back to me after the briefing. At ease!

Queen Latifah feat. Free and Shades-Mr. Big Stuff

2006-01-28T16:02:00.000-08:00

Queen Latifah feat. Free
Mr. Big Stuff
The Associate Soundtrack

(Chorus, Shades)
Mr. Big Stuff, tell me
Who do you think you are
Oh yeah, tell me
You're never gonna make me cry

(Verse 1, Free)
You're begging me to go easy when I hitcha
But I never do, like a crane I come and splitcha
Break your bank in 2, y'all get the picture
Marvel at the power I gain, still counting the days
Articles written about the ways
That I scammed him, got him, beat him, hooked him
And less is still made about how this little girl shook him
I took him for everything they had, the kitchen sink
I got him making appointments to the town shrink
Don't question my status, executive it's evident
I'm the one holding the bag counting dead presidents
All the evidence is leading back to nowhere, I swear
Detecting me's a waste
Free be gone without a trace, no case
That's how I leave 'em, stressing, guessing
Renigging ain't no use, fessing all the truth
So the next time that you're dogging my fame
Just remember I'm the one who signs the checks in your name

(Chorus)
Mr. Big Stuff, tell me
Who do you think you are
Oh yeah, tell me
You're never gonna make me cry

(Verse 2, Queen Latifah)
Making a killing off my dealings
Now they catching feelings
Start blowing up the spot, now here come the glass ceiling
I ain't new but I gotta dishes
And telling the ability to bring it to cuition, that's why you dissing
You frontin' like my ideas is yours or so score
They got laws against that, I done seen them scrap the poor
'Cause the penny you saved was the penny I earned
And bronze done been burned
I ain't Tina but it's my turn
I'll be the man after the WO
That holds the flow in the position of the CEO
And know your banks is getting taken like C-Lo
You know I gots to get the dough so spare me the ego
Before I D Bo
Yous a brown noser, I know ya
Peep the game of Queen maintain the composure
Now I'm breaking down the whole boy network
The sucky shirts get nerts when I assert

(Chorus)
Mr. Big Stuff, tell me
Who do you think you are
Oh yeah, tell me
You're never gonna make me cry

(Verse 3, Free)
You too busy looking at the frame to see what the picture hold
When they made me, n*gga, they broke the mold
Not your average itty little bitty acting silly
I got too much at stake to let you think you really come to your senses
The consequences ain't now joke
I knew what was on your mind before you even spoke
Dirty, you acting flirty and I wonder why
You never look me in my face always focused on my thighs
But you'll see, 'cause while you're playing dumb
While I'm scheming on your office in your chairs
First class up in the air
They say a woman needs love, but me, I beg to differ
Live as bills, excite me, I could do without the slippers
Some say the macho, I'm on line to road to riches
Evil don't scare me, I got the better snitches
So check the situation, ain't no penetration
Free and Queen La obscence, no duplication

(Chorus)
Mr. Big Stuff, tell me
Who do you think you are
Oh yeah, tell me
You're never gonna make me cry