Uploaded September 2011 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
Set It Off: Music From The New Line Cinema Motion Picture
Lyrics:
Hey Joe,
Where you goin' with that gun in your hand.
Hey Joe,
Where you goin' with that gun in your hand.
I'm goin down to shot my ol' lady,
I caught her messin' `round with another man.
Oh
Hey Joe,
I heard you shot your lady down,
Hey Joe,
Joe, I heard you shot your lady down,
Shot her down town.
Yes I did, I shot her.
'Cause I caught my woman foolin 'round
So I shot her down town.
She gave me the gun,
And I shot her.
Heeeeeeey Jooooooooe!
Well Hey Joe,
Where you gonna run to now?
Well Hey Joe,
Joe, where you gonna run to now?
Where ya gonna run to?
I'm goin' way down south.
Way down Mexico way.
I said-a,
I'm goin' way down south, baby,
Way down where I can be free.
Ain't no-one gonna find me.
Ain't gonna,
Ain't no hangman gonna,
Ain't no hangman that's gonna put a noose around me.
No no ain't no-one gonna find me,
No-one gonna find me.
Hey Joe,
Said there ain't no hangman who gonna,
No, no.
No, no.
No, no-ho.
Hey Joe,
No, no, don't go.
Don't go.
Set It Off: Music From The New Line Cinema Motion Picture
Lyrics:
Hey Joe,
Where you goin' with that gun in your hand.
Hey Joe,
Where you goin' with that gun in your hand.
I'm goin down to shot my ol' lady,
I caught her messin' `round with another man.
Oh
Hey Joe,
I heard you shot your lady down,
Hey Joe,
Joe, I heard you shot your lady down,
Shot her down town.
Yes I did, I shot her.
'Cause I caught my woman foolin 'round
So I shot her down town.
She gave me the gun,
And I shot her.
Heeeeeeey Jooooooooe!
Well Hey Joe,
Where you gonna run to now?
Well Hey Joe,
Joe, where you gonna run to now?
Where ya gonna run to?
I'm goin' way down south.
Way down Mexico way.
I said-a,
I'm goin' way down south, baby,
Way down where I can be free.
Ain't no-one gonna find me.
Ain't gonna,
Ain't no hangman gonna,
Ain't no hangman that's gonna put a noose around me.
No no ain't no-one gonna find me,
No-one gonna find me.
Hey Joe,
Said there ain't no hangman who gonna,
No, no.
No, no.
No, no-ho.
Hey Joe,
No, no, don't go.
Don't go.
![R. Kelly - I Believe I Can Fly (Space Jam Soundtrack)
I used to think that I could not go on
And life was nothing but an awful song
But now I know the meaning of true love
Im leaning on the everlasting arms
If I can see it, then I can do it
If I just believe it, theres nothing to it
[Bridge:]
If I can see it, then I can be it
If I just believe it, theres nothing to it
[Chorus:]
I believe I can fly
I believe I can touch the sky
I think about it every night and day
Spread my wings and fly away
I believe I can sore
I see me runnin through that open door
I believe I can fly
I believe I can fly
I believe I can fly
See I was on the verge of breakin down
Sometimes silence can seem so loud
There are miracles in life I must achieve
But first I know it starts inside of me
[Chorus]
Cause I believe in me
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
If I just spread my wings
I can fly
I can fly, I can fly
If I just spread my wings
I can fly, woo
Check it out
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![Mista Grimm - Indo Smoke (Poetic Justice Soundtrack)
Poetic Justice: Music from the Motion Picture
Lyrics:
[G-Child]
Hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers
Are ya in the house baby, are ya in the house
You know what Im sayin, cuz its that time
For you to kicks the funk online as we rewind, then it will combine
[Mista Grimm]
Smokin on the bud, feelin kinda high
Sippin on the gin, feelin kinda fly
A Warren G production sits in the tape deck
As Mista Grimm raps over laps, dont say shit
Just, listen and recline for a spell
Pass the fat spliff back and forth (oh yeah)
Stuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic
Cloud that somehow prevents me from installin fresh air
[Warren G]
Ahh, Indosmoke
Pass me the joint so I can take a toke
1 puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 Im feelin real high
Leaning to the side in my muthafuckin ride
With the OG gangsta glide
Woo!, hey now ya know
Inhale, exhale with my flow
Breakaway, come again like this
The LB to the C two times to miss
Cuz if you do, you break you get broke
Me and Mista G and the indosmoke (smoke x4 in background)
Chorus: Nate Dogg (repeat 2x)
[Are you high yet? (repeated in background)]
Whatever you do muthafucka you betta not choke
This aint no stress, its the muthafuckin indo smoke
[Mista Grimm]
Fee, fi, foe, really doe
Im still smokin and sippin, talkin like a pimp
Freakin, seekin new lands without transport
Cuz indo smoke is a mans sport
I never feel stressed and thats the realist
Just a proper herb for my chronic illness
Please, let me go on with my day
Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J
Ooh, I think Im in love
Astounded from what it did sended me far above
On a fly cloke I can brag for days
You cant swim with Grimm
Because my tidal waves - high
And thats no joke
Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the indo smoke (smoke 4x in background)
Chorus x2
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/m/mista_grimm/indo_smoke.html ]
[Mista Grimm]
Ignition to remission blast off through the cos
Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause
I sonic boom when I return back to earth
Birth of a new rhyme will take no time
Im prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke
A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke
Then gain composure, compose a symphony
From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely
Combining lick the linings vaula
A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw
H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs
Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung
Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin
Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel
If ya hear me on some vinyl
I break em till they cant be broke
As I soak, in da indo smoke (smoke 4x in background)
[Nate Dogg]
[Are you high yet? (repeated in background)]
Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside
We will show you wether our gangstas love to get high
We get high on every street in Long Beach
So dont come to my hood thinkin that you can save me
Niggas from foreign land wanna come to the East and reveal
I gotta viscious left hook and youre damn right I will steal
Shots go out to my nigga Mista Grimm and you know Warren G
I gotta nigga named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip you know me
My name is Nate D-O double G and Im comin straight from the East
Dont think you dont know where Im from, Im from 213
[Outro: G-Child]
Yeah, you know what Im sayin
19 ninety muthafuckin 3 (hey)
I got my muthafuckin niggaz in the house
I got my nigga Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)
I got my nigga B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)
I got my nigga Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)
I got my nigga Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)
I got the nigga Butch in the house (uh, ah)
I got my nigga Greg in the house (uh, ah)
Hes engineering this, check it out
You know what Im sayin
Long Beach in the house
We hooked up with some people from West Covina
My nigga Mista Grimm, but you know
Aint nothing but a G Thang, uh
G Thang, but you dont hear me though, yeah
Are you high yet? (laugh) x2
Are ya high big baby?
Are ya high? (laugh) x2
Nigga I asked you is you high (Im fucked up)
I aint be gotten no women, nigga is you high, shit (Im fucked up)
Oh we can do this then,
Hey, lets go
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