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I'm Back Vol.6 (Bootleg), Various Artists
I'm Back Vol.6 (Bootleg)
Release type: Bootleg
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Release date:

2007

 
Duration: 79:45  
Size, Mb: 74,86  
Bitrate:

144

 
Price for album: 1.84 (discount 20%)  

 
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Tracklist
Title / Artist     Duration Bitrate Size (Mb) Price Download
1
Keep It Gangsta Lyrics 04:13 160 4,35 0.10
2
This Is Why I'm Hot Feat Cham & Junior Reid (Remix) Lyrics 03:40 144 3,61 0.10
3
Xtacy Feat Nicole Wray Lyrics 03:47 144 3,55 0.10
4
Fire Lyrics 03:13 128 2,79 0.10
5
Gangsta Feat Lil Jon Lyrics 03:58 144 3,85 0.10
6
Jeezy Lyrics 03:45 144 3,85 0.10
7
Fresh Lyrics 03:22 144 3,15 0.10
8
Don't Know About That Lyrics 03:32 128 3,16 0.10
9
Continue 2 Roll Feat Lyrics 03:03 144 3,09 0.10
10
Clap For That Lyrics 02:59 128 2,74 0.10
11
Survive Lyrics 03:29 128 3,12 0.10
12
Anything Lyrics
[Jay-Z]
Uh huh yea, yeah
Duro!
You gotta let it bump
Uh, uh, uh like dat yeah
Come on bring the chorus in

1 - I'd risk everything
For one kiss, everything
Yes I'd do anything (Anything?)
Anything for you

Id do a bid, loose a rib, bust a cap, trustin' that
Run up to heaven doors, exchange my life for yours
Leave a steak out the door, mi casa, su casa
Just remember to turn the lights off in the hall
My brother from anotha pop, minus one shot
We Neno and G-Money man, we all we got
From the stoop to the big dudes, stoppin' us from playin' hoops
And us gettin mad, throwin' rocks off the roof
Straight thuggin' man, I thought we would never progress
But look at us now man, we're young execs
My nigga Dame, my nigga Biggs, my nigga Tah
My nigga Ja, my nigga Gotti
We embody all thats right with the world
No matter how pretty she is, you never likin' my girl
That's how we run, when you aint around
I'll spank ya son, keep him in line
If you should die, Ill keep him like mine
God forbid, keep this in mind, my nigga

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

I know mama, your little baby
But these streets raised me crazy
Product of my environment, nothing can save me
Thanks for letting me bloom for your wisdom for your womb
For the roof over my head, for my shoes, for my bed
For the most important lesson in life was when you said
"Strive for what you believe in, set goals and you can achieve them"
Thanks for the days you kept me breathing when my asthma was bad
And my chest was weezin', thanks for the look of love
Just as I was leavin'
On nights you thought that I wouldn't come back
That left you grieving'
Thanks for holdin' down the household when times was bad
As the man, I apologize for my dad
When the rent was due, you would hustle like a pimp would do
That wasnt the life meant for you
Youre a queen, you deserve the cream
Everything that gleamed, everything that shines
Everything thats mine

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

Check it out, uh, uh
Dear nephews, Im writing' this with no pen or a pad
And Im signing it, ya uncle, ya best friend, and ya dad
Don't look back if you fall and youre feeling bad
Im right there from your cut to when you peelin' the scab
If it comes a time when you aint feelin' your real dad
Put my face on his body dont wait for nobody
Dont follow no nigga, that's hoe shit man
Stand on your own two, do your shit man
The world is yours
Some girls are nice some girls are whores
Don't listen to your crew
Do what works for you
Standin' back from situations gives you the perfect view
You see the snakes in the grass and you wait on their ass
Bite your tongue for no one and whatever is said
Take it how they want, a closed mouth don't get fed,
You know my number when its code red if you're wrong my nigga
Youre my nephew, fuck it we get it on my lil nigga

Repeat 1 until fade
03:59 144 3,93 0.10
13
Beach Chair Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Life is but a dream to me, I don't wanna wake up
30 odd years been 'bout havin' my cake up
So I'm 'bout my paper, 24/7, 365, 366 in a leap year
I don't know why we here, since we gotta be here
Life is but a beach chair (chair, chair chair)
Went from havin' shabby clothes to crossin' over Abbey Road
Hear my angel singin' to me (Are you happy, Hov?)
I just hope I'm hearin' right, karma's got me fearin' like
Kalik are you prayin' for me? (for me)
See I got demons in my past so I got daughters on the way
If the prophecy's correct that the child shall have to pay
For the sins of her father so I barter my tomorrows
Against my yesterdays and hope that she'll be okay
And when I'm no longer here to shade her face from the glare
I give up my share of Carol's daughter and a new beach chair

[Chorus: Chris Martin]
(I hear my angels sing) Life is just a dream and I wanna go, wake up
(I hear my angels sing) Life is just a dream and I wanna leave
(I hear my angels sing) Life is just a dream and I wanna go, wake up
(I hear my angels sing) Life is just a dream and I wanna leave

[Verse 2]
Life is but a dream to me, gunshots sing to these
Other guys but lullabies don't mean a thing to me
I'm not afraid of dyin', I'm afraid of not tryin'
Every day hit every wave like I'm Hawaiian
I don't surf the net, no I never been on MySpace
Too busy lettin' my voice vibrate
Carvin' out my space, in this world of fly girls
Cutthroats and diamond cut ropes I twirls
Benzes 'round corners where the sun don't shine
I let the wheels give a glimpse of hope and one's grind
Son said "Hov, how you get so fly?"
I said "from not bein' afraid to fall out the sky"
My physical's a shell so when I say farewell
My soul'll find and even higher plane to dwell
So fly you shall, so have no fear
Just know that life is but a beach chair (chair, chair)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Life is but a dream, can't mimic my life
I'm the thinnest cut slice in a cut, the winner's cup
Well winter's rough enough to interrupt life
That's why I'm both saint and sinner, nice
This is Jay everyday, no compromise
No compass comes wit' this life, just eyes
So to map it out you must look inside
Sure books can guide you but your heart defines you
Chica, the corazon is what brought us home
The great shape like Heidi Klum mighty gone, I am on
Permanent vaca', life is but a beach chair
Song's like a Hallmark card until you reach here
So 'til she's here, and she's declared
The heir, I will prepare
A blueprint for you to print, a map for you to get back
A guide for your eyes so you won't lose scent
I make it stink for you think I ink these verses
Full of prose so you won't get conned out of two cents
My last will and testament I leave my heir
My share of Roc-A-Fella Records and a shiny new beach chair

[Chorus x 2]

I hear my angels sing
04:47 160 5,02 0.10
14
Joint Lyrics 03:10 144 3,21 0.10
15
Real Shit Lyrics 03:24 144 3,21 0.10
16
Livin It Up Lyrics 03:02 144 2,83 0.10
17
Da Hood Anthem Lyrics 04:01 144 4,13 0.10
18
Cush Nigga Lyrics 03:15 144 3,09 0.10
19
Coc Lyrics 03:29 144 3,46 0.10
20
So Sick Fs Lyrics 02:33 144 2,38 0.10
21
Hill-Dee & Gun Boys Lyrics 02:46 128 2,48 0.10
22
Comin 4 U Lyrics 03:05 144 2,83 0.10
23
Quest Seeker Lyrics 03:21 48 1,03 0.10