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Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds – Into My Arms
I don’t believe in an interventionist God
But I know darling that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms
Into my arms O Lord
Into my arms O Lord
Into my arms O Lord
Into my arms
And I don’t believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that’s true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
And I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candle burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds – Idiot Prayer
They’re taking me down my friend
And as they usher me off to my end
Will I bid you adieu?
Or will I be seeing you soon?
If what they say around here is true
Then we’ll meet again
Me and you
My time is at hand my dove
They’re gonna pass me to that house above
Is Heaven just for victims dear?
Where only those in pain go?
Well it takes two to tango
We will meet again my love
I know
If you’re in Heaven then you’ll forgive me, dear
Because that’s what they do up there
If you’re in Hell, then what can I say
You probably deserved in anyway
I guess I’m gonna find out any day
For we’ll meet again
And there’ll be Hell to pay
Your face comes to me from the depths, dear
Your silent mouth mouths, ‘Yes”, dear
Dark red and big with blood
They’re gonna shut me down, my love
They’re gonna launch me into the stars
Well, all things come to pass
Glory hallelujah
This prayer is for you, my love
Sent on the wings of a dove
An idiot prayer of empty words
Love, dear, is strictly for the birds
We each get what we deserve
My little snow white dove
Rest assured
Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds – Far From Me
For you dear I was born
For you I was raised up
For you I’ve lived and for you I will die
For you I am dying now
You were my mad little lover
In a world where everybody fucks everybody else over
You who are so far from me
Far from me
So far from me
Way across some cold neurotic sea
Far from me
I would talk to you of all matter of things
With a smile you would reply
Then the sun would leave your pretty face
And you’d retreat from the front of your eyes
I keep hearing that you’re doing best
I hope your heart beats happy in your infant breast
You are so far from me
Far from me
Far from me
There is no knowledge but I know it
There’s nothing to learn from that vacant voice
That sails to me across the line
From the ridiculous to the sublime
It’s good to hear you’re doing so well
But really can’t you find somebody else that you can ring and tell
Did you ever
Care for me?
Were you ever
There for me?
So far from me
You told me you’d stick by me
Through the thick and through the thin
Those were your very words
My fair-weather friend
You were my brave-hearted lover
At the first taste of trouble went running back to mother
So far from me
Far from me
Suspended in your bleak and fishless sea
Far from me
Far from me
Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds – Are You The One That I’ve Been Waiting For
I’ve felt you coming girl as you drew near
I knew you’d find me cause I longed you here
Are you my destiny? Is this how you’ll appear?
Wrapped in a coat with tears in your eyes?
Well take that coat babe and throw it on the floor
Are you the one that I’ve been waiting for?
As you’ve been moving surely toward me
My soul has comforted and assured me
That in time my heart it will reward me
And that all will be revealed
So I’ve sat and I’ve watched an ice-age thaw
Are you the one that I’ve been waiting for?
Out of sorrow entire worlds have been built
Out of longing great wonders have been willed
They’re only little tears, darling, let them spill
And lay your head upon my shoulder
Outside my window the world has gone to war
Are you the one that I’ve been waiting for?
O we will know, won’t we?
The stars will explode in the sky
O but they don’t, do they?
Stars have their moment and then they die
There’s a man who spoke wonders though I’ve never met him
He said, “He who seeks finds and who knocks will be let in”
I think of you in motion and just how close you are getting
And how every little thing anticipates you
All down my veins my heart-strings call
Are you the one that I’ve been waiting for?
Nice & Smooth – The Sky’s The Limit
Greg Nice:
Sellin out shows like John Mellencamp
Hype so hype call me Joe Amp
Skins be playin me close like a stamp
Its dark in here turn on the lamp
End of the month say what? you got the cramps
Now who is the man with the bag of tricks?
Hey it’s not a problem that I can’t fix
(And we been doing this since ’86)
Now I don’t want trouble
I’m humble like Barney Rubble
If you give me trouble, I’ll give it back to you double
It ain’t nothin but a little razor stubble
And don’t make me burst that bubble
I like diamond links and minks and furs
With some cowboy boots without the spurs
Chorus: (Repeat 5X)
Check out the way we be rippin it
Sky’s the limit, this is how we flippin it
Smooth B:
I’m happy to be alive, never took a dive
Used to hang out with this king who had 43 wives
Didn’t know who he loved the most
So they all played him closer than butter on toast
For rhyme or reason, never treason
The kid was always in season
Took me to the players ball and all
Told me always keep my game tight and stand tall
Now I always have love for my people
Especially when they stayin on point like a steeple
But now more than ever we got to stick together
There’s been enough bad weather
Take a look around you
I know it seems sometimes like negativity surrounds you
But don’t let it stop you from gettim loot
If homegirl’s frontin, than play her like a flute
Yo man start fakin than he can get the boot
Cause being on the block broke man ain’t cute
Patience persistence
And all praises due for this physical existence
I always say first things first
The last thing on my mind is things can be worse
Nice & Smooth – Sometimes I Rhyme Slow
(Greg Nice)
Sometimes I rhyme slow sometimes I rhyme quick
I’m sweeter and thicker than a chico stick
Here’s an ice cream cone honey take a lick
I go to Bay Plaza and catch a flick
Wore my Timberland boots so I can stomp ticks
Scandalous get a wiff of this mist
Just like the Yar Boys now I’m blissed
I feel good per say good state of mind
Drive a red Sterling and the seats recline
I love it when a lady treats me kind
Go to Tavern on the Green have a glass of wine
He say, she say I heard it through the grapevine
No static, got an automatic
Too much of anything makes you an addict
Smooth B Greg Nice Slick Nick click
Sometimes I rhyme slow sometimes I rhyme quick…
(chorus)
(Smooth B)
Sometimes I rhyme slow sometimes I rhyme quick
I was on 125 and Saint Nick
Waiting on a cab, standing in the rain
Under my heart three clouds of pain
She got the best of me
What was her destiny?
Maybe I should lick her with my nine millime…ter
My mind is in a blur
Cause you could never pay me to think this would occur
Me and this girl Jane Doe was living together
We were inseparable, noone could sever
At least that’s what I thought
But later I fought with her substance
And almost ended up in Supreme Court
When I was on the road doing shows getting biz
She was in my penz getting stiffy with her friends
And even when she crashed my whip I didn’t flip
My man Slick Nick said Smooth you’re starting to slip
Time went on I started noticing weight loss
Then I had to ask her was she riding the white horse
At first she said no, then she said yo Smooth I’m sorry
But I keep having visions of snow
I need doe
And I said woah little hottie
I’m not DeLorian, Gambino or Gotti
I don’t deal coke, and furthermore you’re making me broke
I’ll put you in a rehab and I won’t tell your folks
And what do you know
In 18 months she came home and I let her back in
And now she’s sniffing again…
(chorus)
Nice & Smooth – Return Of The Hip Hop Freaks
Let’s go all the way daddy
I mean they gone have to rewrite the mackin book baby
Cause I’m gone be the new king
They gone be talkin bout us like they been talkin bout Jesus
Chorus: It’s the return of the hip hop freaks
It’s the return of the hip hop freaks
It’s the return of the hip hop freaks
I wanna do the nasty I wanna make you weak
Greg Nice:
Now five plus five equals ten
Jet black hair, butter soft skin
Chucky said, friends to the end
Walk this way I love that strut
It’s alright, uhn shake that butt
Nails filed so neat and petite
Perfume aroma smell so sweet
Some may say, that sex is a sin
I wanna be an a witness ten
Umm baby tell me how I make you feel
Shed some light on your sex appeal
No cock block tonight, tell your girlfrien Jill
Pass the prophylactic and pop the pill
If the food tank stink, than use a Massengill
Peace to Arkill and Cypress Hill
Pop that coochie at your own will
Chorus:
Smooth B:
Don’t give me no lip no
We came equip yo
Move to this funky beat like Calypso
Never was a ????
Dipped in the winter, dipped in the summer
Me and Greg Nice got money to make
Bring the rain, snow, hail, earthquake
New York, Brooklyn handle Melida
Met this girly Bita, twin sister name Sherita
When I ate the poom poom, she asked me could I beat her
Not with my fist, but beat her with my peter
Thought to myself, no idea sweeter
Butter complexion, super erection
Couldn’t make a move without protection
Now I’m strapped type, ready for flight
Ahhh schooly wahwah
Chorus
Nice & Smooth – Old To The New
Chorus: Repeat 4X
This is how we take
The old from the new
The new to the old
The old from the New
[Greg Nice]
And if you pumpin in the BMZ pump it like this
You whip it in the BMZ pump it like this
You pump it in the Benz pump it like this
You pump it in the AC pump it like this
You pump it in the Jeep just pump it like this
Pump it in the Benz just pump it like this
Greg N I my IQ high like a hat
Ain’t nothin wrong with my pockets stayin fat
No static at all, if so get the gack
You can’t beat that with a baseball bat
All I wanna do is shine
Make some loot, and sip some wine
Buy me a mansion then recline
Have all the honey dips wine and grine
Its in my nature to be kind
Girlfriend what’s your zodiac sign
Greg N-I chillin with my partner in crime
Smooth B
You seen us on MTV
90, 91, 92, 93
Uhn, ahh lala wui wui
Smooth B, uhn if you down with me
Step on the mic, step on the mic
Rock on, shock on, get on, get on
Rock on, rock it to the break of dawn
Chorus
[Smooth B]
Yo, first no one knew that my skill were tight
That I could rock a mic all long and stay right
Man listen, when it come to rhymes I smell them
I got lyrics locked in my cerebellum
In other words brainstem
Like my man Rakim said, I’m better than the rest of them
I’m a tid bit smoother
I bust a rap like a Luger
I’m dreamy like Krueger
Smooth B, real in the flesh
Greg Nice my counterpart keepin the vibe fresh
And we can go on
From night to morn
Rippin the mic and leave the stage torn
Never in a scuffle
Cause I can chill in the Bronx
And still do the Hollywood Shuffle
Take it back to the essence
To the jams in the park, ahh everesence
Felt like yesterday
When I was a shorty b-boy around the way
Cango, nylon, Nike suits and Pumas
I had girls from here to Montezuma
Now things are pretty much the same
But I don’t have to rhyme for free and that’s the price of fame
I had to learn alot to protect myself
From those that want what I got
Now, I can be the same like a ?pamphlet?
And before they bight, I throw a damn fit
I gotta keep makin papers
I got no time for no corn ball capers
So here’s a word from the wise
If you tryin ask me, your in for a big surprise
Chorus
Nice & Smooth – Let’s All Get Down
Featuring Slick Rick
[Greg Nice]
I’m a live nigga standin out like a rash
A live nigga keep cash in a stash
What’s the eggs without the cornbeef hash?
Blowin up like Sarah Dash
Jerkin up the neck known to cause whiplash
Dance and get down with me
Peep the steelo the strategy
What killed the cat’s curiosity?
You better believe that I be freakin
Pull my ??? the M be leakin
Same MC who wreck shop at the Beacon
Uptown llingo is what I’m speakin
So put your pedal to the metal
And feet to the ground
And peep this uptown sound
It makes no sense in stadin around
Hey, it makes no sense just standin around
Chorus: repeat 2X
Come on everybody lets all get down
Come on everybody lets all get down
Come on everybody lets all get down
It makes no sense just standin around
[Slick Rick]
I’m chillin with Nice and Smooth with my Phat Farm outfit
They say what’s up Rick what’s up good to see you out kid
Where the party at, askin and relaxin
And pop a couple of Moe’s listenin to some fat tracks with them
Being a kid locked, want to check the the scene and shit
Zulu Nation havin somethin tonight at the arena Greg
Lets get drunk and roll, said they like the sound of it
Rolled a couple of blunts, but Ruler wasn’t down with it
??? want to go and hit somethin
Be off work release even if you get caught with weed in yo system
Be up north quick, since we all down to roll
Went to the club havin the upmost amount of fun
Shoul’ve heard them groupies scream for
Wonder why this brother lookin at me all mean for
Ignored it, kept wappin til my neck hurt
Then Greg Nice and Smooth did this very same record called
Chorus
[Smooth B]
Happy birthday, what’s the word say
To papa smurf, I cover the globe like earth day
Rollin with G and the Rickster
Flavor full boogie down mixture
We came back to attack with the Ruler
You can’t get no cooler
On our way to the bank
Now do the Patty Duke and then do the Spank
Come from the heart things spark
And keep your eyes glued to the top of the chart
Oh shit, its the man with the fronts and the jewels
The kids with the blunts and the tools
Sewing up shop like needles
Sellin more recorde than the Beetles
So don’t be astound
And makes no sense in standin around
Chorus
Nice & Smooth – Doin Our Own Thang
Watch out now
Shit you didn’t tell homey that and walked on out the joint
(Beatboxing)
Chorus:
We just doin our own thang thang thang
We be doin our own thang thang thang
We just doin our own thang thang thang
(Freaky deaky deaky you don’t stop stop)
[Greg Nice]
Put your hand up high high now put em high
(repeat 8X)
Uno dos tres one two three
Its the fly kid Greg N I-C-E
Down with my partner in crime Smooth B
We always 4 deep in the Diamante
Ridin around to boogie down without a care
Stop at the light, the people stop and stare
They say, yo Rick here come the chubby cheek fella
The one who kick the rhymes like a fortune teller
So I went downtown to the P.R Parade
The ?? skins they got it made
Let me touch your wet body, lay it in the shade
And kiss you down there cause I’m not afraid
Now don’t go run tellin all yo friends
That yo, Mr. Chubby cheeks ate the skins
Cause if you do, I’ll have a flashback and run ant tell the crew
And do what I gotta do
Greg N-I, low key, downlow
Rhymin fast, rhymin slow
Intoxicated from the hydro
No, yo, I didn’t say blow
Put your hands up high and act like you know
The funk I be kickin is crit-i-cal
Chorus
[Smooth B]
Time and again, I reflect way back in the day
I used to say
I wanna be a rap star
Drive a big car
People know who we are, by far
It was more to it
Had to run through it, pursue it
Hmm, just do it
A dream came to, but not a fairytale
I can tell you a scary tell, but no on this track
I prefer to keep it pedal to the metal
This beat reminds me of Hansel and Gretel
The kids will love it, they can stunt to it
Adults will adore it, they can smoke a blunt to it
Courtesy of Mark the spark
Beat fiend, he can make beats in the dark
Now this was designed for the nerves in the center
When I was born I was covered in placenta
Cute little nigga, now I’ve grown bigger
Victorious with vem and vigor
Inventor, stayin on point like a splenter
Design a rhyme like Oscar De La Renta, placenta
Though I’m not a five, I gotta keep it live
So on I strive
Chorus
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