Video for Bon Jovi - Lost Highway

Lyrics for Bon Jovi - Lost Highway

In my rearview mirror
My life is getting clearer
The sunset sighs and slowly disappears
These trinkets once were treasure
Life changes like the weather
You grow up, grow old, or you hit the road ’round here
So I drive (drive drive)
Watching white lines passing by
My plastic dashboard Jesus
Waiting there to greet us

Hey Hey I finally found my way
Said goodbye to yesterday
Hit the gas, there ain’t no brakes on this lost highway
Yeah, I’m busting loose, I’m lettin go
Out on this open road
It’s independence day on this lost highway
Hey hey, hey hey

Don’t know where I’m going
But I know where I’ve been
I’m afraid of going back again
So I drive (drive drive)
Years and miles are flying by
And waiting there to greet us
Is my plastic dashboard Jesus

Hey Hey
Hey Hey I finally found my way
Said goodbye to yesterday
Hit the gas, there ain’t no brakes on this lost highway
Hell, I’m busting loose, I’m lettin go
Out on this open road
It’s independence day on this lost highway
Hey hey
Hey, hey

Oh patron saint of lonely souls
Tell this boy which way to go
Guide the car, you’ve got the keys
Farewell to mediocrity
Kicking off the cruise control
And turning up the radio
Got just enough religion
And a half a tank of gas
Come on
Let’s go

I finally found my way
Said goodbye to yesterday
Hit the gas, there ain’t no brakes on this lost highway
I’m busting loose, I’m lettin go
When I’m out on this open road
It’s independence day on this lost highway
Hey hey

Video for Xzibit - Concentrate

Lyrics for Xzibit - Concentrate

“Nam Myoho Renge Kyo” - [repeat 8X]

[Chorus One: Xzibit over 4X of “Nam Myoho Renge Kyo”]
Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, concentrate
Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, concentrate

“Nam Myoho Renge Kyo” [continues to repeat in the background]

[Xzibit]
Meditate, levitate
Greetings from the Golden State
Mr. X, to the Z
Concentrate, come walk with me
Your shit sound so awkwardly
I don’t rhyme I just stomp down beats
Real estate, section eight
Which one would you rather take?
Concentrate, move that weight
Show me how you regulate
Hold up, wait, that shit’s fake
Get these niggaz up out my face
Shake the room, bend the spoon
Turn this up now, stay in tune
Hypnotized by the way she move
Take your time you might arrive too soon

[Chorus One]

[Chorus Two: Xzibit over 4X of “Nam Myoho Renge Kyo”]
Bring that back, what was that?
Oh my lord, she got back
So precise, so deattached
Oh my God, who is that?

[Xzibit]
Hibernate, consummate
Man was made to procreate
My estate, generates
As if my family name was Gates
Days of grace, lift big plates
Why be good nigga, go be great
Hit the breaks, crack them crates
Have you on the run goin state to state
Contemplate, demonstrate
Mind over mayhem, no mistakes
Lift some weights, eat some steaks
But you don’t really want that face to face
But let’s relax, check your traps
Don’t let yo’ concentration snap
I love the way she arch her back
Like how a muh’fucker ’sposed to handle that?

[Chorus One + Chorus Two]

[Xzibit]
Breath control, touch yo’ soul
Just maintain don’t lose control
Participate, congratulate
Cause everything else’ll be seen as hate
Remain in place, the same mindstate
Get off yo’ ass and celebrate
Congregate, associate
Don’t fuck yo’self procrastinate
Dilate, to an all time great
Calculate the next move I make
Crack the safe, keep that ace
in my waistband just in case
I’m no rat can’t run yo’ race
Not too good don’t fit my taste
I love the way she make that shake
Makin it hard to concentrate

[Chorus Two + Chorus One]

[28 seconds of instrumental]

“Nam Myoho Renge Kyo” - [repeat 4X right before song’s end]

Video for TobyMac - Boomin’

Lyrics for TobyMac - Boomin’

I’ve been around the way
I’ve been around the block
I got the keys to the city if the gates are locked
And a freak like me ain’t bout to stop
I got a hand full of dreams and a heart full of God

Everywhere we go they wonder where we’re from
Well its diverse city ya’ll welcome to come
It sits high on a hill you can see it for days
And even if you can’t you can hear our praise
We go …

‘Cause we’re boomin’ out the stereo system
This goes out to anyone listening
Boomin’ out the stereo system
Here to rep the most high with this one
Boomin’ out the stereo system

This goes out to anyone listening
Boomin’ out the stereo system
‘Cause we rock for sure in stereo

If you’re looking to slide, come slide with us
And if you’re looking for a ride, it’s a big old bus
We got black folk, white folk and Middle East
Mexican, Filipino - Jesus Freaks
Got a Haitian Princess, an Aussie Mate
East Coast, Midwest to left side of the states
And when the bus rolls, it’s out the dirty south
Tennessee and we keepin’ it good and loud we go

I got portable sounds to lift me up
Portable sounds to take me higher
Portable sounds to lift me up
So don’t even try to get in my head