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(I'm In Love With) Mary Jane lyrics - Coolio

[from "Half Baked" Soundtrack]

she's my inspiration
my part time occupation
the catalyst and my consumation
in my quest for education
no one could ever take her place and
no assimilation, so save you false accusations
i accept no imitations

so that's the situation without further hesitation
let me continue my demonstration
for the congregation
to break it down for all y'all simple and plain
i got a love for a girl named mary jane

[chorus:]

whatcha know about mary jane?
how ya'll feel about mary jane
ya'll don't know about mary jane
'cause she's my main thing

whatcha know about mary jane?
how ya'll feel about mary jane
ya'll don't know about mary jane
she makes my heart sing

as i walk around the edges of my mind
in an attempt to contemplate
what it really is that makes me tick
I'm reminded of emotions that saturate
my thoughts like sunshine
it always ain't the first time

that i'm feelin' this, feelin that
i'm feelin' that
they don't know about my baby
and the healing power
it makes a strong man stronger
and a crazy man sing
i'm talkin about mary jane

mary's potent, see, yes it opens me
and makes me see things in a way
i'd never thought i'd see
mary ease pain
and mary never complains
mary jane penetrates the brain
y'know what i'm sayin'

[chorus]

i'm not the first
and i probably won't be the last
i ain't mad at mary 'cause
mary always makes me laugh
mary brings light to the darkness
let me spark one up quickly
before they come and get me

don't listen to what they say 'cause
mary never contrary
mary mary very
nececessary extraordinary
me and mary to the mortuary
just one kiss on her sweet lips
and i become a visionary

mary never the same
mary don't change
mary make a man walk a mile in the rain
mary mary never temporary
she's my sanctuary
and when the love comes down
i'm the beneficiary

some say if it's this good
then it must be wrong
but mary makes me feel so good
'cause mary lasts so long
mary mary got no secondary
sweeter than a cherry
blackberry, or a strawberry

without mary, life ain't complete
'cause mary don't lie, mary don't steal
and mary don't cheat
let me break it down for all y'all
simple and plain
i've got a love for a girl named mary jane

[chorus]

i'm in love with with mary jane
i'm not the only one
mary likes to play around
i let her have her fun

she's not the kind of girl
that you can just tie down
mary likes to spread her love
and turn my head around

i'm in love with mary jane
she's my main thing
she makes me feel alright
makes my heart sing

and when i'm feelin' low
it comes as no surprise
turns me on with her love
takes me to paradise

do you love me, mary jane?

[chorus]

Aw Here It Goes lyrics - Coolio

[from "Kenan & Kel" soundtrack]

[Intro: (Kel usually opens the show with his line after Kenan comes up with one of his famous troublesome plans)]
Aww here it goes

[Verse: Coolio]
Everybody out there go run and tell
Your homeboys and home girls it's time for Kenan and Kel
They keep you laughing in the afternoon
So, don't touch that dial or leave the room
'Coz they're always into something
It's fun and you don't wanna miss it
It's double K, like 2 the good radius
Kenan and Kel or should I say Kel and Kenan
But you gotta watch Kenan 'coz
Kenan be scheming
With a plan or a plot
To make it to the top
But they kinda in the middle
'Coz they're always gettin' caught
This ain't the Hardy Boys or a Nancy Drew mystery
It's just Kenan and Kel in your vicinity
Like Seigfried and Roy, Abbott and Costello
Magic and Kareem, or Penn and Teller
Somebody's in trouble

[Outro: (Correspondence to The First Line, Kel also closes the show with this line after hearing another plan from Kenan, & A famous adlib for Nickelodeon T.V. Station Network)]
Aww here goes
On Nick, Ni, Nick, Nick, Ni, Nick, Nick, Nick

I Breaks 'Em Off lyrics - Coolio

[from "America Is Dying Slowly" compilation] 

 [Verse 1:]
Yeah, I run rings around your crew like a track star
So stay back far
You better understand who the macks are
A brand new invention is my intention
Been rappin so long some say I should get a pension
Ain't no tension
If I forgot to mention
I rock rhymes over beats for salary and commission
I got it all figured out like Columbo
I'll drop you like Dumbo
Your album is weak, and so is your video
Or should I say wackeo
Your girl is a tacky hoe
Go back to slangin rocks and leave rappin to Coolio
It's the all assmatic, tongue acrobatic, loc
Used to be smoked out recovered crack addict
I'll dip you in some sauce, fool, I'm the boss
And I still be sending busters to Harris & Ross
You, gotta pay the cost I refuse to take a loss
So I spit like I feel it and dust your junky ass off

[Chorus, Repeat 3X:]
I break 'em off
I break 'em all off

[Verse 2:]
I got to keep on the real
With my hands on the steel
Cause we all understand we got to die one day
But, everybody knows we got to rise to the top
And the mission don't stop till the casket drop
I'm protected by the tech
And the teflon vest
And we earn that respect
Cause we worked so hard so put that needle on the record
And everybody check it, cause I never been affected
By what they say
It's been a whole lot of years since I shed tears
For my fears I downed case loads of beers and drank jack with my peers
So never let it be said that I fronted a fake
I keep the treble in my highs and lows in my bass
So feel the affect of the wine and funk
But you gotta have hustle which can vibrate you funk
City to alley to valley hood and block
You know I got the sound to break 'em off

[Chorus, Repeat 7X:]
I came back from the Congo as Return Of The Jedi
I smoke the spinach and you get popped in your ezzye
Watch me do this
You take a ass whoopin like Brutus
My rhymes will sound like Buddah, like Olive Oil is skinny and Whimpee
Sea Hag don't never tempt me
Get up on the funk so you can feel the simpy
I can do the rope-a-dope
And steal a base like Davey Lopes
And bring more hope back to the hood than the Pope
So, drink some Scope and try to feel sure
See, if you can endure
The pressure that's put on your
But your soggy ass don't stay crunchy in milk
That's why your cap get peeled, yeah, you're soft as silk
It's time to seperate the real from the fake
You shaky like Jake
And your game always get exposed when you perpetrate
Check the Times and the Post
This is straight west coast
And when I break it off you know it's broke

[Chorus, Repeat 7.5 times]

This is straight west coast!

The Points lyrics - Coolio (with Big Mike, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, Buckshot, Busta Rhymes, Ill Al Skratch, The Notorious B.I.G., Redman)

[from "Panther" Soundtrack]

[Notorious B.I.G:]
I went from construction Timbs, to Ac's with rims
Flippin mix tapes - to bitches feedin me grapes
Peep my mind state, Big Poppa flow is lethal
That weed wanna make my ass wanna kill four people
Fuck the game, gimme the chain and the Range
My niggaz up to par, drop-top Jaguars
Lock on you when you step in the car
Lock-whole you when you step in the car
That's the superstar status apparatus, more wins than Cassius
Cease roll the hashes in the pocket with the 9
Roll up the whole dime, as my seats recline
I want a presidential Roley, so I crush MC's to guacamole
Makin Robin scream, "holy moley"
Big Poppa, fuck a cape I'm that Paper Crusader
Playin Sega in the wide body Blazer

[Coolio:]
I shot dice with a preacher and drank yak with a pastor
So I see myself and I know, my own lord and master
When your ass was born it was all on the own and
When it's time to die you'll be all alone so
Open up your mind, ball up your knuckle bone and
Start takin care of your own, nigga
Everybody's schemin with the nature of a sinner
So I look inside myself to gather strength from the inner
I gots to fight back against the powers that be
Cause the powers that be be, tryin to fight me
Standin at the crossroad but I wasn't by myself
Some take the right and, some take the left
But lo and behold, what do I see?
In the distance, some resistance

[Chorus]

[Redman:]
It's that Funkadelic, funk Doctor Spock impale it
Fuck the vest niggaz better start puttin on helmets
I roam the streets where there's no peace, relax
Funk comin in stacks, bullets comin from gats
So I duck, lyrical buck buck get stuck
I'm jammin like Smuckers for all you motherfuckers
That cause the ruckus, then I fix a few snitches
BLA-DOW! Plus my style cock like new bitches
I roll with forward high punches, spit a flame like Liu Kang
Burnin yo' membranes, when the wind change
Mad explicit was lifted, my scriptures
Leavin your mic boney like that +Tale of the Crypt+ bitch
Uhh! All y'all niggaz suck my balls one time
While I unwind I'm bustin yo' ass counter-clockwise
I get dumb, and dumber while your vision blur
For all the loooos-errssss

[I'll Al Skratch:]
Aiyyo mayday, mayday
Raise the white flag, let the pants sag
Fuck the drag, I'm a puff a whole bag
It's low down and I'm low-key
Now O.G. niggaz know me (true)
So take it easy, let's dance

[Mike:]
It ain't surprisin, these motherfuckers still hatin
They must don't know, I ain't that nigga to be played with
Different stages, way back in eighty-eight
Bet a nigga like Mike'll stomp the head of a snake
My voice was felt, when my feet hit the ground
And fate is fair, when my heat made a sound
Now, how did I relate what's gonna fall
When my niggaz made the fuckin "Final Call"?

[? :]
It ain't no sunshine, it ain't no sunshine
It's like yea yea yea yea, yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yeahh, it's like that

[Busta Rhymes:]
Hey YOU - don't you dare give me no type of argument
All these devils are mad because we be the most dominant
Hey, hit you with fatness, represent my blackness
Run up on devils like a savage in pursuit of happiness
You better believe everytime we come, we come hard
The undisputed truth is that the black man is God
Now everytime I turn around my people start subtractin
They cause this shit then they wonder why we start overreactin
Hey-ey-ey! You can pick and choose it
Right before you lose it, I'm a hit you with my music
I'm fightin up sheisters [? ] with my cyanide
Watch me go inside, please give me room, yo step aside, HA!
Those who commit the ultimate crimes
Bitches run around like snitches out there droppin dimes
Get yo' shit tossed by my hammer, the survivalist
Represent the next black man

[Buckshot:]
I stepped in the jam with the God on my side
And the God S.T. is still waitin in the ride
So I, step to the DJ and tell the DJ
Yo throw the wax on - how many MC's must get dead?

[Bone Thugs-N-Harmony:]
Putting your shit in the pave Hitting them mean with the guage
Me Lil' Lay with Rip, Kray, Straight Gotta blaze them a's
And never to taste Bone me deadly thugstas, thuggish ruggish never to take no losses
Put em all in a coffin get dearly departed better off there

Reliving the psychopath and down with the bucking blast, and taking my chance
Cause when you get near my sawed off who gone be rest, to pass the blast cause if
Ya thinking of kicking these ya best be packing yo sit to b's that it makes a difference I'm
Moving yo ass with the quickness
Now Krayzie Bone is rip (buck, buck, buck) fucking once It ain't a nigga to pick up
A pen to be ripping the skin to send it down to the mac 10 there's never another to cover
The brother I smother the sucka and move undercover be leaving them niggaz as they go
And take cover, but throwing, and doing a second murder.

The street sweeper would it make or break
Cause me pulling outta yo pot which shot putting the
Bullets just where ya touch and ummm whippedy tet,
Tet, tet, tet, tet with the bo, bo, bo deppedy dup betta
Be yo set up, wet up, get 'um on the get up, bone won't let ya

The Winner lyrics - Coolio

[from "Space Jam" soundtrack]

[Verse One:]
It's time to take you to its full potential
Peep this
and drop some game on the instrumental and
it's essenial that you listen close and better tell your folks
that the loc has spoke
first things first since your date of birth
you've been kinda confused about what your life is worth
50 million times your weight in gold
you gotta take control
cause fools don't live to be old
you can do anything that you want to do
all you got to do is to put your brain into it
take your time and educate your mind and
in the long run I'm sure you'll find that
if you walk the walk you can talk the talk
but don't wait too long cuz life is short
and remember, no matter what they tellin' you
if you try, you can be a winner too

[Chorus (L.V.):]
Keep on pushing
moving on up
everybody we're moving on up
moving on up
you're a winner
you gotta keep pushing
moving on up
everybody we're moving on up
moving on up
you're a winner

[Verse Two:]
Everybody rise men and women boys and girls
each one teach one but we can't save the world
all at one day you got to take it play by play
and once you're on the path
don't you ever go a stray
you can lead a horse to water but you can't make him drink
you can give a man some wizdom but you can't make him man feel
cuz
stich in time saves nine
early bird gets the worm
but all you can think about is gettin attention for your perm
if knowledge is power and power is knowledge, then
how so many idiots be graduating from colleges
better the B-side than the be gotted fool
than to speakin to move all out
you know what I'm talking about
when opportunity knocks you better let him in and sit him on down
and try to be his friend
in order to be a professional first you got to be a beginner
but if you keep on pushing you can be a winner

[Chorus]

[Verse Three:]
Red yellow black white or brown
if every mind their business we can all get down
it all starts and on
coz once they're grown they're gone
and once they're on their own their own
you got to leave them alone
be a leader but if you can't be a leader
make sure your leader is a damn good teacher and
imagine if you was in a car and your life was wasted
somebody was on your back and you had to give him some space
put the petal to the metal and match at low
but make sure you stay in your lane
and go strof to strof
we don't need no penaltys or eliminations
or disqualifications
what we need is penetrations
now what you heard before but sometimes life is what you make it
I ain't the one thats known for fakin or perpetratin
if Albert was an Einstein
and Phillis was a Diller
and Michael Jackson was a thriller
then you could be a winner

[Chorus]
[Fade out]

Thru The Window lyrics - Coolio (feat. Billy Boy)

[Coolio]
I take a look thru the window and all I see is pain
burnin on my brain like some weird type of acid rain
or a virus, it's something that I can't explain
I use to be different but now it seems that I'm the same
as the rest of these hard heads in my hood
I'm livin foul even though momma raised me good
Everywhere I turn it and everywhere I look
everybody that I know is, livin like a crook, and the
The cops wanna throw the book
the kitchen sink, a upper cut and a left hook
How can I explain this battering that we caught, it
wasn't the way I was raised, it was the way I was taught
And the streets is a motherfucker (motherfucker)
But I be growin up like another sucker ('nother sucker)
I say the bomb be the last as I reflect on the past
with my face, pressed against the glass

[sample x4:] "Goin down slowly, slowly, goin down"

[Billy Boy]
In nightfall thru the window, a silhouette
Beads of sweat and the palm of my hand is still wet
So put the safety on the Tek because this ??? ??? started yet
So many yesterdays I can't forget
And now it's nighttime but it seem like daytime
Helicopter lights makin the bud light like sunshine on my mind
Crack addicts, kids with automatics
Thugs who want static and those who already had it
Manifestations of a spirit, trapped in a flesh cage
Mind in fifth gear, imagination rampage
My brothers is walking thru night like a thief in the night
Three strikes you're out because the color's not right
And all I axe is "Why we jack and fight?" and try to save enough right
and I'm wrapped too tiiiight, uhh
Blowin in the pistol, suckin on some indo, lookin thru the window
and that's all I see, uhh

[sample x4:] "Goin down slowly, slowly, goin down"

[Coolio]
I'm hittin corners on the boulevard, lookin hard
Rims are shinin, sound is bumpin, I'm a superstar, yeah
Rollin in the ride and it's not mine but
that's alright cos I still feel fine

[Billy Boy]
Now I'm strapped with nothin but my mind and a screwdriver
Gimme twenty seconds at your skills like MacGyver (who?)
And I can take anything that I wanna take
but when you slip and push your fate, I'm parlayin off your paper like when
I'm

[Coolio]
Yankee Doodle came to Jersey rollin on some Dayton's (Dayton's)
Kept an Uzi under his seat so fools wouldn't take him (take him)

[Billy Boy]
My homey had a cadillac sweeter than all the others
Went into the wrong hood, so they choked the motherfucker

[Coolio]
That's how it goes (yeah) and that's how it feels (right)
New Jersey Drive is for real
That's how it goes and that's how it feels
New Jersey Drive is for real (ugh)

[sample x4:] "Goin down slowly, slowly, goin down"