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Workout MP3 Players

2008-04-05T21:32:00.001+08:00

Workout MP3 Players

By MP3.com Staff - MP3.com
March 16, 2008 at 02:00:00 PM | more stories by this author

Get your MP3 workout on! Fitness mp3 players are the perfect motivator to prevent boring workouts.

Better yet, plenty of MP3 players available today offer some great workout-worthy extras, such as pedometers and calorie counters. Even an FM tuner is a great extra, since it'll let you tune into the TVs at the gym...and tune out of the sometimes mind-numbing repetition of physical activity.

Some of my favorite choices for fitness include the Sony S2 Sports Walkman, a cigar-shaped player with a built-in pedometer and the ability to calculate calories burned. It even includes clip-on headphones to keep ear adjustments to a minimum. For iPod Nano owners, there's the Nike+iPod Sport Kit, which features a Bluetooth pedometer and some very handy fitness tracking software for recording results. If you're on a budget, check out the 2GB RCA Jet, which includes sport headphones, an FM tuner and both an arm- and wristband--all for just $65.

Of course, there's no reason to confine yourself to the treadmill and elliptical machine--the great outdoors makes the perfect gym. If cycling is your preferred training method, the Oakley Thump Pro is a great choice--it's a pair of sunglasses with the MP3 player and headphones built right in. And for water babies who like the low-impact sport of swimming laps, there's the Finis SwiMP3, a waterproof player that uses bone-conduction technology to relay sound waves to your ears.

What is an MP3?

2008-04-05T21:31:00.001+08:00

What is an MP3?
MPEG layer 3 is a type of audio codec where processed by significant compression from the original audio source with very little loss in sound quality. The compression up to 12:1 produces a very little degradation. Tighter compression can be achieved, but it will effect in sound degradation results.

A standard is to encode at anywhere from a quality 128 up to 320 kbit/s (near cd quality result). Many people claim that low-rate MP3 files sound better than Real Audio files with similar bit rates. The higher the bitrate(quality), the larger the file.

If the music is going to be streamed from the page (not downloaded first) then the standard is 128 for high speed connections (DSL, Cable) and 24 to 32 for dial-up connections.

MP3.com Live: The GZA disappoints

2008-04-05T21:28:00.000+08:00

By Jim Welte - MP3.com
April 3, 2008 at 03:57:00 PM | more stories by this author

In a performance of his classic album Liquid Swords, the senior member of the Wu-Tang Clan falls short.

SAN FRANCISCO--The scene was set for an earth-shattering night.

The GZA

The GZA, aka The Genius and the head when the Wu-Tang Clan forms like Voltron, was at the Independent to perform his classic album Liquid Swords in its entirety, in front of 500-plus fans primed for a tour of the streets of Shaolin with one of hip-hop's most acclaimed lyricists as their guide.

But a funny thing happened along the way: The GZA largely phoned it in.

Whether due to age, apathy, or a combination of the two, the 41-year-old MC left most of the heavy lyrical lifting to his hype man and the crowd itself. It was disappointing, primarily because Liquid Swords--such a singular album in the history of hip-hop--deserved better.

The show fell woefully short on two fronts, both of which consistently plague live hip-hop shows.

First, the performance and GZA's delivery simply didn't match the overall tone of the record. Sure, fans who go to a concert seeking an exact re-creation of the album are naive and cheating themselves. But the GZA had the opposite problem: He was trying to rock the party with a gloomy, cinematic album.

As Rakim said, MC means "moves the crowd." But that doesn't mean that the MC must constantly seek reinforcement from it. The GZA seemed to raise the inflection of his voice at the end of every line, which made for some awkward moments. Something tells me that lines like, "B****** caught in airports, keys in they vag****" weren't meant to be party-starters.

Liquid Swords"> Liquid Swords

The second major flaw was more excusable, but no less easy to overlook. It's been more than 17 years since his debut and 13 years since Liquid Swords hit stores, so the GZA is a tested hip-hop veteran.

But when the MC jumps into the crowd and has to awkwardly take the stairs on the way back to the stage, or when he admits to "always forgetting" the lines to the song "Swordsman," it's easy to see that 41 is senior citizenry in hip-hop years.

The night did have a few high points, such as when longtime Wu affiliate Killah Priest climbed onstage and ended the album portion of the set with a blazing rendition of "B.I.B.L.E. (Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth)"

Opening act the Blue Scholars were fantastic, rocking the house with a set that gave bounce to political tracks and precision to party jams. The Bay Area's sizable Filipino population showed the Seattle duo plenty of love, and they gave it back in spades.

And despite the show's flaws, the GZA would still tear apart most of the MCs half his age that dominate the charts. Hearing him spit classic verses on tracks such as "Duel of the Iron Mic" and "Shadowboxin'" was a thrill, just not as much as it should have been.

Free MP3 of the Day 3

2008-04-04T10:41:00.000+08:00

Jimmie Reign, 'Something You Just Can't Hide': Free MP3 of the Day

Funked-up keyboards, thick horns, and a smattering of dry beats borrowed from regional rage hyphy--that's the sonic blackboard of this Bay Area darling. More significant is what she writes all over it: vocals that flit between pure R&B sugar and breathy rhyming. Download free MP3 now!

Janet Jackson, 'Feedback (remix)': Free MP3 of the Day

We need to research new metals for a 100-million-selling artist like Janet. Forget platinum--this diva's gone magnesium. The original crossover star is at it again with new track "Feedback," Autotuning her way through a feast of sizzling postmodern synth beats and sultry murmurs.

Counting Crows, '1492': Free MP3 of the Day

The Counting Crows came of age in the early '90s, during the swan song of smart major-label rock. New album "Saturday Nights & Sunday Mornings" shows they get the indie kids, as a rowdy A-side from Pixies producer Gil Norton decrescendos movingly into a brooding back half from Brian Deck. Download free MP3 now!

The Dodos, 'Jody': Free MP3 of the Day

For all of freak folk's whispery loveliness, the subgenre can feel rootless. Not so in this San Francisco group's rendition, which bucks up the trademark quavering vocals, mourning horns, and brokedown guitars with a real rock spine. It's very nearly not freaky at all. Download free MP3 now!

Free MP3 of the Day 2

2008-04-04T10:40:00.001+08:00

Autechre, 'Altibzz': Free MP3 of the Day

IDM connoisseurs Rob Brown and Sean Booth are among the undisputed leaders of abstract music. Their albums as Autechre are typically chaotic, abrasive, and unimaginably intricate, but those not familiar with the group's sound need not fear. Amidst the electronic manipulations of all those clicks, bleeps, and whacks, Booth and Brown create a dense and rhythmic soundscape that fits any situation. Download free MP3 now!

Nina Simone, 'Revolution': Free MP3 of the Day

Simone worship is common among softcore jazz-soul-poppers, but they tend to gloss over her firebrand side. "Protest Anthology" presents Simone as the edgy and outspoken singer she was, collecting several of her fiercest cuts. Few have ever combined preaching and crooning so deftly. Download free MP3 now!

Black Mountain, 'Tyrants': Free MP3 of the Day

Vancouver's Black Mountain takes dirty heavy-metal guitar stylings that would do Tony Iommi proud and combines them with hypnotic pacing and lyrics that are more along the lines of intergalactic incantations. It all adds up to an intoxicating brew--the soundtrack to an alien abduction. Download free MP3 now!

Free MP3 of the Day

2008-04-04T10:38:00.000+08:00

Free is a good thing--no, it's a great thing. So with that in mind, welcome to the world of CNET Download Music. We've been growing our library of free MP3s since our site launched in 2004, and today that collection stands at more than 110,000 songs. Such a big collection can be hard to navigate, though, even for seasoned fans. Which is exactly the point of this page.

Each day we highlight one artist from our catalog who has at least one MP3 for free download. Simply follow the links below to each artist's page, click on the "Download Free MP3" link, and your download will begin. (You can also listen to the song before you download--just click the yellow "Play" button to launch our media player.) And remember: At Download Music there's no DRM, and no registration is necessary. Bookmark this page and come back again tomorrow, where we'll have a new featured artist.

Flight of the Conchords, 'Ladies of the World': Free MP3 of the Day

Unlike some comedians who sing (and singers who act funny), this New Zealand duo's humor is just as entertaining as their infectious music. With just two guitars and a microphone they've reached rockstar status on YouTube, MySpace, Download Music, and HBO. Download free MP3 now!

Contradictory Victory: Bigging Up Joe Higgs' Reggae Classic "Life Of Contradiction"

2008-04-04T09:57:00.001+08:00

Posted by Peter Relic

The first thing that grabs you is the title: Life Of Contradiction. In the roots reggae world where Rastafarianism ruled, righteousness and preachy absolutism--and even Rasta's red-gold-green primary color scheme--all seem to insist that there is one true way to do things, one true way that things should be. Thematic subtlety, and the admission of the validity of alternate viewpoints, are pretty thin on the ground (though to be fair, such single-mindedness is one of reggae's greatest sources of strength).

Simply put, contradiction doesn't spring to mind when listing the music's top topics. As a result, Joe Higgs' 1975 album Life Of Contradiction, newly and impeccably reissued by the ever-attentive Pressure Sounds label, is an LP whose nuanced vision makes it stand out within the pantheon of reggae classics.

Higgs was a music biz veteran by the time he recorded Life Of Contradiction for Chris Blackwell's Island Records label in 1972 (its release was delayed a further three years until rights reverted to Higgs, who issued himself it in Jamaica and the U.K). As a youth in the early 1960s, Higgs and Roy Wilson formed the r&b duo Higgs & Wilson, voicing numerous hits for Edward Seaga's WIRL label, including the shining gospel number "The Robe." The duo went on to record Higgs' superlative compositions for the likes of Coxsone Dodd and Duke Reid, including "There's A Reward," a track Higgs would re-record a decade later for Life Of Contradiction. But in the time-lapse between those two renditions, Higgs made a crucial contribution to Jamaican music, one that sealed his status as a primary architect of the island's best-loved act.

"The Wailers weren't singers until I taught them," Higgs is quoted as saying in Reggae: The Rough Guide, referring to his time mentoring the then-green group in the kitchen of his Trench Town home.

"It took me years to teach Bob Marley what sound consciousness was about, it took me years to teach the Wailers." The claim could be considered self-aggrandizing were it not for the fact that Higgs alone was qualified to take the place of Bunny Livingston when Bunny preferred chilling in Jamaica to joining the Wailers on a 1972 U.S. tour. And, of course, the splendid evidence of this album.

As a vocalist, Higgs possesses neither Marley's hearth-warmed confidence nor the steely assertiveness of Tosh. His voice is knowing without being weary, possessing a resolute timbre that draws from a wellspring of hard-won wisdom, lacking even a drop of bitterness.

"Every day my heart is sore/ seems that I'm so poor/ but I shall not give up so easy/ 'cause there's a reward for me," he sings on "There's A Reward." In Marley's mouth such lyrics might sound like an upstart statement of destiny manifest; in Higgs' burnished baritone the words indicate a willingness to carry on with full equanimity.

Here's hoping the supporting cast of musicians assembled for this recording date got paid in more than roast fish and ackee. Organist Earl Lindo's happy-go-lucky shamming makes the thesis of "Hard Times Don't Bother Me" fully credible, while the upstroke flicks of guitarist Mikey Chung transform "Wake Up An Live" into a most soothing smelling-salt substitute. The rhythms are loping or spry yet always lock-tight. Without discernible overdubs or synthetic sounds, this is roots reggae at its finest. On "Freedom", a versioning of the preceding bonus track "Let Us Do Something" (while available on vinyl, the CD reissue adds two cuts from singles released on Higgs' own Elevation label), Karl Masters expands the valedictory vibe via an understated, extended trombone solo, furthering the idea that the greatest blues trombone players ever actually worked in reggae (Don Drummond, Vin Gordon, and Rico Rodriguez stand up!).

In a genre where women are often prized but even more frequently objectified, Higgs come across as pretty darn enlightened. "She Was The One" finds him reminiscing with great tenderness about a girl whose fate remains unclear (although "the very day she left they changed the locks") while "My Baby Still Loves Me" (a thematic corollary of sorts to Nat King Cole's "My Baby Just Cares For Me") is sweet soul music as fine as anything in the Stax/Volt catalog; a pity Otis Redding didn't live to cover it.

Then there's the title track. A simply-sketched letter to a woman Higgs has lost ("everything we planned just vanished from light") but cannot forget, it's one of the most gracious, dignified songs ever sung from the perspective of a lover done wrong. "Even though you've been untrue/ darling I still love you, dear/ still for all that you may do /deep inside my heart I care..." Higgs extracts no toll and places no conditions upon his sentiment. Instead, the musicians reach into their dark blue pocket and turn it inside out, the melody swelling into positivity as Higgs soars over the chorus ("Life is so full of contradictions!"), fully cognizant that the heart is made to be broken and mended in turn. You can't have one without the other, buster, and the good news is that real love endures.

So life is defined by diametric oppositions, but through the "sound consciousness" approach to singing that Higgs dutifully passed down to Bob Marley, such apparent incongruities achieve great unity. It's all artfully, enjoyably embodied on Life Of Contradiction, and whether your reggae collection is confined to the Wailers' core catalog or you've heard Legend enough to last ten lifetimes, Joe Higgs is your new best man.

Peter Relic is a poet, journalist, trombonist and contributing editor to Arthur Magazine.

Micheal Jackson

2008-04-04T09:40:00.000+08:00

New Michael Jackson Thriler 25th Anniversary - Buy Buy Buy!

Michael's new album is to be released 11th February. Cd and DVD!!! Available at all good record stores, off and online.

Features previously unreleased tracks featuring some of the world's current top music artists, will.i.am, Fergie, Akon and Kanye West!!!

The cd/dvd is excellently packaged. The cd cover is the same as the original, with Michael in white suit but with a gold lining around the edges. the back cover features a facial picture of Michael from Thriller video and the whole image has a golden glint to it. The cd and dvd discs are gold. An alround must have!

Learn more about the Thriller Era and the turn of events that made Michael a worldwide superstar in the true sense of the word! Also we have a great Thriller Gallery !!

Norah Jones- Thinking about you lyrics

2008-04-03T16:59:00.001+08:00

Yesterday I saw the sun shining
and the leaves were falling down softly
My cold hands needed a warm, warm touch
I was thinkin' about you

But here I am lookin' for signs to lead me
You hold my hand
but do you really need me
I guess it's time for me to let you go
But I'll be thinkin' about you
I'll be thinkin' about you

Will you sail across the ocean waters
and you reach the other side safely
Well could you smile a little smile for me
Cause I'll be thinkin' about you
I'll be thinkin' about you
I'll be thinkin' about you
I'll be thinkin' about you

Lost Without u

2008-04-03T16:08:00.000+08:00

Tell me how u love me more
And how u think Im sexy baby
That u dont want nobody else
U dont want this guy u dont
want that guy u wanna
Touch yourself when u see me
Tell me how u love my body
And how I make u feel baby
U wanna roll with me u wanna hold with me
U wanna stay warm and get out
of the cold with me
I just love 2 hear u say it
It makes a man feel good baby
Tell me u depend on me
I need 2 hear it

Im lost without u
Cant help myself
How does it feel
2 know that I love u baby

Baby youre the perfect shape
Baby youre the perfect weight
Treat me like my birthday
I want it this way I want it
that way I want it
Tell me u dont want me 2 stop
Tell me it would break your heart
That u love me and all my dirty
U wanna roll with me u wanna hold with me
U wanna make fires and get
Norwegian wood with me
I just love 2 hear u say it
It makes a man feel good baby

Im lost without u
Cant help myself
How does it feel
2 know that I love u baby

"The Good Ship Lollipop"

2008-04-03T16:03:00.000+08:00

I've thrown away my toys
Even my drum and train.
I wanna make some noise
With real live aeroplanes.

Some day I'm going to fly.
I'll be a pilot too.
And when I do, how would you
Like to be my crew...

On the good ship lollipop.
Its a sweet trip to a candy shop
Where bon-bons play
On the sunny beach of Peppermint Bay.

Lemonade stands everywhere.
Crackerjack bands fill the air.
And there you are
Happy landing on a chocolate bar.

See the sugar bowl do the tootsie roll
With the big bad devils food cake.
If you eat too much ooh ooh
You'll awake with a tummy ache.

On the good ship lollipop
Its a night trip into bed you hop
And dream away
On the good ship lollipop.

"April Fools"--Rufus Wainwright

2008-04-03T15:59:00.002+08:00

"April Fools"--Rufus Wainwright: Like father, like son. Sorta. On his very first album, Rufus decides to assert his manhood by showing his dad who's boss. (That would be mom.) They say that every parent wishes their child would be more successful than themselves. Well, Loudon can tell us if that's true, since both Martha and Rufus have done well for themselves and some would argue, at least in Rufus' case, that he has surpassed the success of his "Dead Skunk" father. Is this true? Do we have a poll to confirm? Can I get a witness?

Rihanna Don’t Stop the Music Lyrics

2008-04-01T11:50:00.001+08:00

Rihanna Don’t Stop the Music Lyrics

Please don't stop the music (4x)

It's gettin late
I'm making my way over to my favorite place
I gotta get my body moving shake the stress away
I wasn't looking for nobody when you looked my way
Possible candidate (yeah)
Who knew
That you'd be up in here lookin like you do
You're makin' stayin' over here impossible
Baby I must say your aura is incredible
If you dont have to go don't

Do you know what you started
I just came here to party
But now we're rockin on the dancefloor
Acting naughty
Your hands around my waist
Just let the music play
We're hand in hand
Chest to chest
And now we're face to face

I wanna take you away
Lets escape into the music
DJ let it play
I just can't refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin to it
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the music

I wanna take you away
Lets escape into the music
DJ let it play
I just can't refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rocking to it
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the music

Baby are you ready cause its getting close
Don't you feel the passion ready to explode
What goes on between us no one has to know
This is a private show (oh)

Do you know what you started
I just came here to party
But now we're rockin on the dancefloor

Acting naughty
Your hands around my waist
Just let the music play
We're hand in hand

Chest to chest
And now we're face to face

I wanna take you away
Lets escape into the music
DJ let it play
I just can't refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin to it
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the music

I wanna take you away
Lets escape into the music
DJ let it play
I just can't refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin to it
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the music

Mama say mama sa, Ma ma coo sa
Mama say mama sa, Ma ma coosa (2x)

Please don't stop the music

Mama say mama sa, Ma ma coo sa
Mama say mama sa, Ma ma coosa

Please don't stop the music (2x)

I wanna take you away
Lets escape into the music
DJ let it play
I just can't refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin to it
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the music

I wanna take you away
Lets escape into the music
DJ let it play
I just can't refuse it
Like the way you do this

Keep on rocking to it
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the music

Ma ma say ma ma sa, Ma ma coo sa
Ma ma say ma ma sa, Ma ma coosa(6x)

Please don't stop the music

Black Eyes Peas - "Hey mama"

2008-01-24T17:34:00.000+08:00

"Hey Mama"

(La la la la la)
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty moma
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND)
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look realli make me really feel naunughty
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look realli make me really feel naunughty

I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew
But everything I do, I do just for you
I'm a little bit of old, and a bigger bit of Nu
The true niggers know that the peas come thru
We never cease (NOO), we never die no we never decease (NOO)
We multiply like we mathamatice
Then we drop bombs like we in the middle east
(The bomb bombas, the base move dramas)
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
y'all knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
And, lookin' hard without bodygaurds
(I do) what I can
(Y'all come thru) will.i.am
And still I stand, with still mic in hand
(So come on mama, dance to the drama)

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(Yaw) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(Hey) so shake your bambama, come on now mama
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(Yaw) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(La la la la la)

We the big town stumpas, and big sound pumpas
The beat bump bumps in your trunk trunkas
The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas
And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps
It never quits (NOOOO) we need to carry 9mm clips (NOOOO)
Don't wanna squize trigger, just wanna squize t*ts
(Lubaluba) cause we the show stoppas
And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
y'all knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
How we rockin' it girl, without body guards
Now she be, Fergie, from the crew
B.E.P., come and take heed, as we take the lead
(So come on papa, dance to the drama)

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(Yaw) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(Wuh) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(NAWWWW, NAWWW)
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
no fakin I know you see me shakin'
and the way I break it down I got the whole world quakin
Off the Richter, off the Richter, off the Richter, off the Richter, off the Richter, off the Richter steady are you ready.

Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look realli make me really feel naunughty

But the race is not, for the swift
But who really can, take control of it
And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be thhhheeerre
til infinity, til infinity, til infinity, til infinity, til infinity
Tippa is onuunuut

Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting
everytime you sit there I hear, bling bling
O wata ting, hear blacka sing
grinding, and winding
and the madda be moving in a perfect timing
and we dance and dance to the dancehall riddim
and we're really to nice, it finga lickin'
like rice and peas and chicken stuffing

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(Yaw) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(Hey) so shake your bambama, come on now mama
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(Yaw) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(La la la la la [fade])

Raihanna- Don't Stop The Music

2008-01-24T17:03:00.001+08:00

Please don't stop the music
Please don't stop the music
Please don't stop the music
Please don't stop the music

It's getting late
I'm making my way over to
My favourite place
I gotta get my body moving
Shake the stress away
I wasn't looking for nobody
when you looked my way
Possible candidate, yeah
Who knew
That you'd be up here,
looking like you do
You makin' staying over here, impossible
Baby, i must say your aura is incredible
If you don't have to go, don't

Do you know what you started?
I just came here to party
But now we're rockin on the dance
floor, actin' naughty
Your hands around my waist
Just let the music play
We're hand in hand chest to chest
and now we're face to face

[ CHORUS ]
I wanna take you away
[ Lyrics found at www.mp3lyrics.org/al ]
Let's escape into the music, DJ let it play
I just can't refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin' to it
Please don't stop the, please
don't stop the music
I wanna take you away
Let's escape into the music, DJ let it play
I just can't refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin' to it
Please don't stop the, please don't stop the
Please don't stop the music

Baby are you ready cause it's gettin close
Don't you feel the passion ready to explode?
What goes on between us no-one has to know
This is a private show,oh

Do you know what you started?
I just came here to party
But now we're rockin on the dance
floor, actin' naughty
Your hands around my waist
Just let the music play
We're hand in hand chest to chest
and now we're face to face

[ CHORUS ]

[ x4 ]
Please don't stop the music

[ CHORUS x2 ]

Please don't stop the music
Please don't stop the music

Please don't stop the music

Balck Eye peas "Don't Lie"

2008-01-24T16:48:00.001+08:00

"Don't Lie"

[WILL]
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
Hey, baby my nose is getting big
I noticed it be growing when I been telling them fibs
Now you say your trust's getting weaker
Probably coz my lies just started getting deeper
And the reason for my confession is that I learn my lesson
And I really think you ought to know the truth
Because I lied and I cheated and I lied a little more
But after I did it I don't know what I did it for
I admit that I have been a little immature
Fucking with your heart like I was the predator
In my book of lies I was the editor
And the author
I forged my signature
And now I apologise for what I did to you
Cos what you did to me I did to you

[FERGIE]
No,no, no, no baby, no, no, no, no don't lie
No, no, no, no, yeah, you know, know, know, know, you gotta try
What you gonna do when it all comes out
When I really see you & what you're all about

No, no, no baby, no, no, no, no don't lie
Yeah, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you gotta try

[APL]
She said I'm leaving
Cos she can't take the pain
It's hard to continue this love it ain't the same
Can't forget the things that I've done inside her brain
Too many lies committed too many games
She feeling like a fool getting on the last train
Trying to maintain but the feeling won't change
I'm sorry for the things that I've done and what I became
Caught up in living my life in the fast lane
Blinded by lights, cameras, you know the fame
I don't know the reason why I did these things

[APL and FERGIE]
And I lie and I lie and I lie and I lie
And now our emotions are drained
Cos I lie and I lie and a little lie lie
And now your emotions are drained

[FERGIE]
No, no, no, no baby, no, no, no, no don't lie (no, don't you lie)
No, no, no, no, yeah, you know, know, know, know, you gotta try (got to try, got to try)
What you gonna do when it all comes out (what you gonna do baby)
When I really see you & what you're all about
Nonono babe, no, no, no, no don't lie
Because you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, gotta try

Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ba da ba da ba da ba da badabada

[TABOO]
Yo, I'm lying to my girl
Even though I love her
And she all in my world
I give her all my attention and diamonds & pearls
She's the one who makes me feel on top of the world
Still I lie to my girl, I do it

[APL and FERGIE]
And I lie and I lie and I lie till there's no turning back
I don't know why, (and I lie and I lie till I don't know who I am)

Black Eye Peas "Don't Phunk With My Heart"

2008-01-24T16:35:00.000+08:00

BLACK EYED PEAS LYRICS

"Don't Phunk With My Heart"

No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart
(Yeah)
No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)

Girl, you know you got me, got me
With your pistol shot me, shot me
And I'm here helplessly
In love and nothing can stop me
You can't stop me cause once I start it
Can't return me cause once you bought it
I'm coming baby, don’t got it (don’t make me wait)
So let’s be about it

No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart

Baby, have some trustin', trustin'
When I come in lustin', lustin'
Cause I bring you that comfort
I ain’t only here cause I want ya body
I want your mind too
Interestin’s what I find you
And I'm interested in the long haul
Come on girl (yee-haw)

(come on)

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)

No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart

Girl, you had me, once you kissed me
My love for you is not iffy
I always want you with me
I'll play Bobby and you’ll play Whitney
If you smoke, I'll smoke too
That’s how much I'm in love with you
Crazy is what crazy do
Crazy in love, I'm a crazy fool

No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart

Why are you so insecure
When you got passion and love her
You always claimin’ I'm a cheater
Think I'd up and go leave ya
For another señorita
You forgot that I need ya
You must’ve caught amnesia
That’s why you don’t believe

(uh, yeah, check it out)

Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby
Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby

Baby girl, you make me feel
You know you make me feel so real
I love you more than sex appeal
(Cause you’re)
That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl [5x]

[overlapping]
No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart [2x]
That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl [2x]

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby) [4x]

Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby
Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby

Black Eye Peas "My Humps"

2008-01-24T13:53:00.000+08:00

My Humps lyrics
What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)

I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ice-ys.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and then Donna
Karen, they be sharin’
All their money got me wearin’
Fly gearrr but I ain’t askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Se7en Jeans, True Religion,
I say no, but they keep givin’
So I keep on takin’
And no I ain’t fakin’
We can keep on datin’
I keep on demonstrating.

My love, my love, my love, my love
You love my lady lumps,
My hump, my hump, my hump,
My humps they got u,
She’s got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What u gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’m a make, make, make, make you scream
Make u scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let’s go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Lets spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I’m really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin’ at my lump, lump.
U can look but you can’t touch it,
If u touch it I’ma start some drama,
You don’t want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don’t pull on my hand boy,
You ain’t my man, boy,
I’m just tryn’a dance boy,
And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps x3
In the back and in the front.
My lovin’ got u,
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon’ do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I’ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin all your money on me and spendin’ time on me
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.

BlacK Eye Peas (Where Is The Love)

2008-01-24T09:58:00.000+08:00

Where Is The Love Lyrics by Black Eyed Peas

What's wrong with the world mama?
People living like aint got no mamas
I think the whole worlds addicted to the drama
Only attracted to the things that bring you trauma
Overseas yeah we tryin to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin
In the USA the big CIA the Bloodz the Crips and the KKK
But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And if you hatin you're bound to get irate
Yeah madness is what you demonstrate
And that's exactly how anger works and operates
You gotta have love just to set it straight
Take control of your mind and meditate
Let your soul gravitate to the love y'all

People killing people dying
Children hurtin you hear them crying
Can you practice what you preach
Would you turn the other cheek?
Father Father Father help us
Send some guidance from above
Cause people got me got me questioning
Where is the love? (where is the lovex3) (the love2x)

It just ain't the same all ways have changed
New days are strange is the world the insane?
If love and peace so strong
Why are there pieces of love that don't belong
Nations dropping bombs
Chemical gases filling lungs of little ones
With ongoing suffering
As the youth die young
So ask yourself is the loving really strong?
So I can ask myself really what is going wrong
With this world that we living in
People keep on giving in
Makin wrong decisions
Only visions of them livin and
Not respecting each other
Deny thy brother
The wars' going on but the reasons' undercover
The truth is kept secret
Swept under the rug
If you never know truth
Then you never know love
Where's the love y'all? (I don't know)
Where's the truth y'all? (I don't know)
Where's the love y'all?

People killing people dying
Children hurtin you hear them crying
Can practice what you preach
Would you turn the other cheek?
Father father father help us
Send some guidance from above
Cause people got me got me questioning
Where is the love? (where is the lovex3) (the lovex2)

I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder
As I'm getting older y'all people get colder
Most of us only care about money makin
Selfishness got us followin the wrong direction
Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images is the main criteria
Infecting their young minds faster than bacteria
Kids wanna act like what the see in the cinema
Whatever happened to the values of humanity
Whatever happened to the fairness and equality
Instead of spreading love, we're spreading anomosity
Lack of understanding, leading us away from unity
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feeling under
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feeling down
It's no wonder why sometimes I'm feeling under
I gotta keep my faith alive, until love is found

People killing people dying
Children hurtin you hear them crying
Can you practice what you preach
Would you turn the other cheek?
Father Father Father help us
Send some guidance from above
Cause people got me got me questioning
Where is the love? (fade)

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