Uploaded August 2010 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
lyrics:
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
[x3]
Went down the hill, other day
Soul got happy and stayed all day
[x2]
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
[x2]
Went in the room, didn't stay long
Looked on the bed and brother was dead
[x2]
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
[x5]
lyrics:
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
[x3]
Went down the hill, other day
Soul got happy and stayed all day
[x2]
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
[x2]
Went in the room, didn't stay long
Looked on the bed and brother was dead
[x2]
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, trouble so hard
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
Don't nobody know my troubles but God
[x5]
![Moby feat. Debbie Harry - New York, New York [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/yz4W5sRoBGU/mqdefault.jpg "Moby feat. Debbie Harry - New York, New York [HQ]
lyrics:
New York, New York
Does it burn bright? All the starlight
Do you love when I take you up there?
New York, New York
Does it taste nice? Does it feel right?
New York, New York
Does it taste like? What it burns like?
Do you know my name? Do you even care?
Do you love when I take you up there?
Baby, wont you take me there?
Make it like you really care
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
Baby, wont you really hurt?
Make it like it really burns
I am feeling good right there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
New York, New York
Does it taste right? Does it feel right?
New York, New York
Does it burn bright? All the starlight
Do you know my name? Do you even care?
Do you love when I take you up there?
Baby, wont you take me there?
Make it like you really care
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
Baby, make it really hurt
Like everything that ever burned
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York")
![Christian TV - Drop Dead Gorgeous Jaimie [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/zlCDSvsCeq4/mqdefault.jpg "Christian TV - Drop Dead Gorgeous Jaimie [HQ]
Christian TV - Drop Dead Gorgeous Jaimie [HQ]")
![Hi Tek 3 feat. Ya Kid K - Spin That Wheel (Turtles Get Real) [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/zylpQuEcRa4/mqdefault.jpg "Hi Tek 3 feat. Ya Kid K - Spin That Wheel (Turtles Get Real) [HQ]
lyrics:
(Jam with this)
Come on (Get up and party)
(Im here to play you the music)
(Bring that beat back)
Dope, def, any term is alright when your D.J. plays the K.
You will listen to what the Kid has to say
Cause you know its too damn straight, cant wait
Gotta get on down before its too late, and even if so it would be
My friend, just tell em to lay it again
See once it starts to beat your eardrum, it goes way up to your head
Bounces down your belly and back, if you hunger youll be fed
Its all up to the individual, this reaction is typical
Somehow you get to catch up with that beat
Snap them fingers, stomp your feet
For real legit, you feel it
Im talking bout the real deal
Im-a make ya feel
Yo D.J., spin that wheel
Spin that wheel, spin that wheel
Im-a make ya feel
Yo D.J. (Get up and party)
(Im here to play you the music)
Come on
(Bring that beat back)
Hi Tek 3 knows whats up
Theyre hippin the house so turn it up, come on
All you long for rapped up in one pack, when it stops youre gonna put it back
On this trip Im your hostess providin anything you request
Startin from your hair to your toenails, I know how to treat a guest
Take it from me, its a must, come to the kid so I can bust this
Like it should be done, Ya Kid K. is the one
Turn it up, let it spin
Turn it over, let it spin
Turn it up, let it spin
Turn it over, let it spin
For real legit, you feel it
Im talking bout the real deal
Im-a make ya feel
Yo D.J., spin that wheel
Spin that wheel
Im-a make ya feel
Yo D.J. (Get up and party)
(Im here to play you the music)
Come on, come on
(Bring that beat back)
Turn it up, let it spin
Turn it over, let it spin, yo
Turn it up, let it spin
Turn it over, let it spin
For real legit, you feel it
Im talking bout the real deal
Im-a make ya feel
Yo D.J., spin that wheel
Hype, word, anyway is okay when the record starts to play
Legit, you feel it, yo D.J., spin that wheel
Spin that wheel
Im-a make you feel
Yo D.J. (Get up and party)
(Im here to play you the music)
Come on
(Bring that beat back)...")
