Salt-n-pepa lyrics
Salt-n-pepa lyrics
"Expression Lyrics"
Good news Lyrics
Drop your guns and hear the news The war is won and we've called a truce The key is found and the circle complete And the higher ground is beneath our feet Like the turn of a page or a change of gear A brand new age is already here And even while men pursue their doom A magical child is kicking in the womb I'm preparing for birth
Expression
Salt-N-Pepa
(James)
You know life is all about expression
You only live once, and you're not coming back
So express yourself, yeah
CHORUS
Express yourself, you gotta be you and only you, babe
Express yourself, and let me be me
Express yourself, don't tell me what I cannot do, baby
Come on and work your body
Now Joe wanna be like Bob
Bob got it goin' on with no job
And everything Rob got he got from Robin
And everything she got she got ho-hoppin'
My girl Jilly wanna be like Jackie
Fat rope chains and I think that's wick-wacky
Tom and Dick wanna be like Harry
Little do they know he's bitin' on Barry
Stan was a scam, but Vinnie's legit
Mercedes coupe hometroop with no kit
A businessman with a beeper for a reason
Not like Ti
CHORUS
Hey Pep, you up next
Yes, I'm Pep and there ain't nobody
Like my body, yes, I'm somebody
No, I'm sorry, I'm-a rock this Mardis Gras
Until the party ends, friends
Yes, I'm blessed, and I know who I am
I express myself on every jam
I'm not a man, but I'm in command
Hot damn, I got an all-girl band
And I wear the gear, yeah, I wanna wear it, too
I don't care, dear, go ahead and stare (oooo)
Afraid to be you, livin' in fear (boo)
Expression is rare, I dare you
CHORUS
Yo, excuse us while we rap
Go ahead, girls, express yourself!
My party, your party, anytime drop in
Cold hip-hop is always rockin'
Don't you like it when the music drop
Jump, spread out, and stop?
Now bring in the go-go (u
Drop your guns and hear the news The war is won and we've called a truce The key is found and the circle complete And the higher ground is beneath our feet Like the turn of a page or a change of gear A brand new age is already here And even while men pursue their doom A magical child is kicking in the womb I'm preparing for birth
Expression
Salt-N-Pepa
(James)
You know life is all about expression
You only live once, and you're not coming back
So express yourself, yeah
CHORUS
Express yourself, you gotta be you and only you, babe
Express yourself, and let me be me
Express yourself, don't tell me what I cannot do, baby
Come on and work your body
Now Joe wanna be like Bob
Bob got it goin' on with no job
And everything Rob got he got from Robin
And everything she got she got ho-hoppin'
My girl Jilly wanna be like Jackie
Fat rope chains and I think that's wick-wacky
Tom and Dick wanna be like Harry
Little do they know he's bitin' on Barry
Stan was a scam, but Vinnie's legit
Mercedes coupe hometroop with no kit
A businessman with a beeper for a reason
Not like Ti
Dragonchaser Lyrics
Chasing the evil Is like chasing a dream Haunting the bad Is like a poem with no theme Race with no end Fihght you can?t win Try to defend Or you'll pay for youe sins Darkness has come Spreading it's wings But you're the choosen to lose or to win Chasing a dragon Thats the war of your life Eye of the eagle That cuts like a knife Sharp like a
m because it's in this seasonChasing the evil Is like chasing a dream Haunting the bad Is like a poem with no theme Race with no end Fihght you can?t win Try to defend Or you'll pay for youe sins Darkness has come Spreading it's wings But you're the choosen to lose or to win Chasing a dragon Thats the war of your life Eye of the eagle That cuts like a knife Sharp like a
CHORUS
Hey Pep, you up next
Yes, I'm Pep and there ain't nobody
Like my body, yes, I'm somebody
No, I'm sorry, I'm-a rock this Mardis Gras
Until the party ends, friends
Yes, I'm blessed, and I know who I am
I express myself on every jam
I'm not a man, but I'm in command
Hot damn, I got an all-girl band
And I wear the gear, yeah, I wanna wear it, too
I don't care, dear, go ahead and stare (oooo)
Afraid to be you, livin' in fear (boo)
Expression is rare, I dare you
CHORUS
Yo, excuse us while we rap
Go ahead, girls, express yourself!
My party, your party, anytime drop in
Cold hip-hop is always rockin'
Don't you like it when the music drop
Jump, spread out, and stop?
Now bring in the go-go (u
Rip Is Alive Lyrics
Oh no! He's alive! Rip the Jacker! Master! Please help us! Please please ahhhh! I'm the real king of my kingdom I make my women practice isolationism as soon as I get 'em Run my world with an iron rod behind iron bars Enclosed behind iron doors in a small iron box in the corner Shielded behind fire walls with water doors Down the gaseous corridor Welcome to my world of horrorh-oh)
Look at how my butt go rock from left to the right
You wanna step to me, groove me
I know you wanna do me
Come on now, fellas, don't fight
At my door they're bum-rushin'
To hear the percussion
Sound of my go-go band
I've long ago learned my lesson
It's all about expression
Will the real Salt and Pepa please stand?
And...
Express yourself, you've got to be you, babe
Express yourself, and let me be me
Express yourself, you've got to be you, babe
Express yourself, don't tell me what to do, babe
De La Soul, Run DMC
MC Lyte, Melodie, and Sweet Tee
Doug E. Fresh, KRS in your chest
Jungle Brothers, Synquis and Finessee
Grandmaster Flash, Melle Mel, Stetsasonic
Kurtis Blow, T La Rock, and Mantronix
L.L. Cool J., Kid 'N Play, and Kwame
D
Hey, Heavy D., Eric B. and Rakim
Look out, y'all, Chubb Rock is rockin'
UTFO, G Rap, and Polo
Don't you sleep on my man Kool Moe
Antoinette, Fric and Frac, and Latifah
Slick Rick's back with his hit "Mona Lisa"
Shan, P.E., Special Ed, Craig G.
That's right, Just-Ice, D-Nice, and the 9X Posse
Rob Base, and my friends Whodini
Biz Markie, and EPMD
Fat Boys made noise, and don't you forget it
Yeah, K9, and Ultramagnetic
This is dedicated to the New York posse
Salt and Pepa says peace, we're last but not least
CHORUS
Express yourself, you've got to be you, babe
Express yourself, and let me be me
Express yourself, you've got to be you, babe
Express yourself, and let me be me
Express yourself...
From: TORBI@aol.com
Oh no! He's alive! Rip the Jacker! Master! Please help us! Please please ahhhh! I'm the real king of my kingdom I make my women practice isolationism as soon as I get 'em Run my world with an iron rod behind iron bars Enclosed behind iron doors in a small iron box in the corner Shielded behind fire walls with water doors Down the gaseous corridor Welcome to my world of horror
Look at how my butt go rock from left to the right
You wanna step to me, groove me
I know you wanna do me
Come on now, fellas, don't fight
At my door they're bum-rushin'
To hear the percussion
Sound of my go-go band
I've long ago learned my lesson
It's all about expression
Will the real Salt and Pepa please stand?
And...
Express yourself, you've got to be you, babe
Express yourself, and let me be me
Express yourself, you've got to be you, babe
Express yourself, don't tell me what to do, babe
De La Soul, Run DMC
MC Lyte, Melodie, and Sweet Tee
Doug E. Fresh, KRS in your chest
Jungle Brothers, Synquis and Finessee
Grandmaster Flash, Melle Mel, Stetsasonic
Kurtis Blow, T La Rock, and Mantronix
L.L. Cool J., Kid 'N Play, and Kwame
D
Harbor Song Lyrics
i dreamed you were a rich man and that i had no place to go i came to you to see if you would take me in through golden curtains you told me you'd let me know. well, you drink for ten and you smoke for twenty and your fickle heart will never be true but still i feel the wind in from the harbor thats when i know the longing for you when i know the old longing for you. i sa
ana Dane, Daddy Kane, and Shantei dreamed you were a rich man and that i had no place to go i came to you to see if you would take me in through golden curtains you told me you'd let me know. well, you drink for ten and you smoke for twenty and your fickle heart will never be true but still i feel the wind in from the harbor thats when i know the longing for you when i know the old longing for you. i sa
Hey, Heavy D., Eric B. and Rakim
Look out, y'all, Chubb Rock is rockin'
UTFO, G Rap, and Polo
Don't you sleep on my man Kool Moe
Antoinette, Fric and Frac, and Latifah
Slick Rick's back with his hit "Mona Lisa"
Shan, P.E., Special Ed, Craig G.
That's right, Just-Ice, D-Nice, and the 9X Posse
Rob Base, and my friends Whodini
Biz Markie, and EPMD
Fat Boys made noise, and don't you forget it
Yeah, K9, and Ultramagnetic
This is dedicated to the New York posse
Salt and Pepa says peace, we're last but not least
CHORUS
Express yourself, you've got to be you, babe
Express yourself, and let me be me
Express yourself, you've got to be you, babe
Express yourself, and let me be me
Express yourself...
From: TORBI@aol.com