{{{ *~ OtHeR SoRtA LyRiCs *~ }}}

~*~Don't Let Me Get Me~*~

I never win 1st place
I don't support the team
I can't take direction
And my socks are never clean
Teachers dated me
My parents hated me
I was always in a fight
'Cause I can't do nothing right
Everyday I fight a war against the mirror
Can't take the person staring back at me
I'm a hazard to myself
Don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
It's bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Don't want to be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else
LA told me
You'll be a pop star
All you have to change
Is everything you are
Tired of being compared
To damn Britney Spears
She's so pretty
That just ain't me
So doctor doctor won't you please prescribe me something
A day in the life of someone else
what have you done? I thought it would be fun I can't stay on your life support
Theres a shortage in the switch

~*~ReSpEcT~*~

This is my rap song
1-2-3-4
I get really sick and tired
Of boys up in my face
Pick-up lines like what's your sign?
Won't get you anyplace
When me and all my girls
Go walking down the street
Seems we can't go anywhere
Without a car that goes beep, beep
'Cause this body is a priceless piece
Of lovin' unconditionally, yes
So Mr. Bigstuff, who you think you are?
You was thinkin' you's gon' git it for free?
Hey ladies, yeah?
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come together
Hey sistas, yeah?
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Damn, I sure look fine
I can't blame those horny boys
I would make me mine

When I pass you in a club
"Ooh la la," you gasp
Back up boy, I ain't your toy
Or your piece of ass
'Cause this body is a priceless piece
Of lovin' unconditionally, yes
So Mr. Bigstuff, who you think you are?
You was thinkin' you's gon' git it for free?
Hey ladies, yeah?
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come together
Hey sistas, yeah?
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free
No jealousy, no envy girls
Come on let's work it out
No freebies in the limousine
That's not what it's about
Let him know there's work to do
Give it up, he won't call you
Respect is just a minimum
Go on girl and get you some
1-2-3-4
Hey ladies, yeah?
Let em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come together
Hey sistas, yeah?
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free
(repeat chorus)
Come on girls lets work it out
Let's show 'em what it's all about
Let's come together
Let's come together
Let's come together
Let's come together
You gotta let 'em know
That it ain't easy street, no

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"You Make Me Sick"

They make me sick
I know I feel you
That's why we got to stick together
Yep, yep, yep
*laughs
I know it!

You make sick
I want you and I'm hatin' it
Got me lit like a candlestick
Get too hot when you touch the tip
I'm feeling it, I gotta get a grip on this
Driving me crazy baby don't you quit
Can't get enought of it
You got me going again
Baby you got me going again
You make sick

We was on our way home on the freeway
In the six double O bumpin' Isley
He was gettin' kind of close, kind of touchy
Guess he had a little too much Hennesy
He told me that he wanna go home
With me up on the hill to my condo
Told me he would keep it all on the low-low
But I told him go I don't really know though

He got closer to me
He started getting deep
He had me in a zone
When he started to show me things
I never saw before
Baby was smooth but I knew it was game
Helluva a cool but you man had the same
The way he licked his lips
And touched my hips I knew that he was slick

So hot in my six now
So hot, had to roll all the windows down
Isley got me thinking 'bout them sheets now
Wondering should I really take it there now?
He told me you would make it worth it
But thinking how many times have I heard this
Got him feeling but I'm not even nervous
All his slick ass lines were kind of working

I felt my knees get weak
But he was calling me
Just couldn't take the heat
Anyway it was two or three
I had to get out the streets
Baby was cool but I knew it was game
He was too smooth to be screaming my name
And even though we made the best of it
I still told him this

Hmm...yeah

I want you and I hate it
Hot when you touch the tip
I'm feeling it
I gotta get a grip of this
Driving me crazy baby don't you quit
Can't no, no, no, no
Oh, you make sick
I want you and I'm hating it